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D***tiaxxx more than 3 month ago D***tiaxxx writes a new entry in the diary

Silk on the skin

quote “Silk on Skin”

He stepped behind me, without saying a word.
Only his breath betrayed how close he was, warm, slow, controlled. I didn't feel him on my skin, but it tingled as if he had already touched me long ago.

I was only wearing the silky shirt he had brought me last time.
“So you really kept it,” he whispered.
I nodded without turning around.
“Because it feels… like you.”

He didn't immediately let his f****rtips touch my skin – he just brushed lightly over the fabric, as if he didn't dare to touch me directly.
But my body was long under the control of his thoughts.

“Turn around,” he breathed.
I did so slowly.
His eyes glided over me, first hesitantly, then greedily.
“If you knew how much I want you…”

I smiled.
“Then take it.”
And then his lips touched mine – not gently. Not tenderly.
But as one kisses something that one has denied oneself for far too long.
Unrestrained.
Hot.
Real.

 

D***tiaxxx more than 3 month ago D***tiaxxx writes a new entry in the diary

Pleasure slave

quote I am alone in your apartment and waiting for you to come home. I am naked. This is what you demand of me. You are my master....and I your slave. Once a week I clean your apartment. Cleaning is only allowed for me if I am naked. And you control everything, meticulously and strictly. If you are dissatisfied, you punish me. With the whip. But if you are satisfied with me, you may touch me. I will do everything to make you satisfied… because I really want to touch you.

For hours today I cleaned the apartment thoroughly. Now I stand naked and with my head bowed in the middle of your living room and wait. I look down, in my open palms lie the white gloves with which you will check my thoroughness.
It is not allowed for me to sit down. Or to get dressed. Or to look up until you speak to me.
I hear your key in the lock and feel a shiver of excitement run through my body… I can hardly wait to see you, your incredible body, your gaze that can be so strict and so sexy at the same time. For hours today I cleaned the apartment thoroughly. Now I stand naked and with my head bowed in the middle of your living room and wait. I look down, in my open palms lie the white gloves with which you will check my thoroughness.

I want to see the satisfaction in your eyes. And yes, I want to be rewarded.

It's been far too long since I was allowed to serve you physically.
I hear your footsteps in the hallway, shoes being taken off and put in the closet. A bag is put down, you walk barefoot into the kitchen, the refrigerator is opened, a glass is taken from the display case. Your favorite drink is ready in the refrigerator. A small attention from me to my master, from whom I hope it will bring a smile to your face.
With clinking ice cubes in your glass you come into the living room, your gaze sweeps through the room and rests on me. Silently you come up to me, I feel your gaze on me, as you examine me, feel the tension between us, your excitement and mine.

Without a word you take the gloves from me, place your glass on my palms, pull them over and begin your inspection.
My gaze is still directed downwards, I don't see what you are checking. You randomly stroke surfaces, now go to the kitchen, your bedroom, the hallway and the bathroom.
You come back, stand in front of me again, slowly you pull the first glove from your hand, then the second. Wordlessly you put them back, take your glass and disappear again towards the bathroom.
If you were dissatisfied, you would have already let me feel it.

 

D***tiaxxx more than 3 month ago D***tiaxxx writes a new entry in the diary

Sensual connections

Sensual connections

quote ( I )Lina sat at her desk and stared at the screen of her laptop. The last rays of the day shone through the window, bathing her room in a warm, golden light. She was in one of those moods where she longed for company, for a connection that went beyond everyday conversations.

With a sigh, she opened an online community where she was a regular. Today she was looking for something special, a conversation that would stimulate her senses and make her heart beat faster. She decided to write a post in the group:

"Tonight I yearn for a deep, sensual conversation. I want to hear the stories that excite you, the fantasies you usually keep to yourself. Dare to reveal your most secret wishes to me. Let's dive into a world together where anything is possible. Who dares to write to me?"

Lina leaned back and watched as the first responses trickled in. A slight smile played around her lips as she felt the curiosity and interest in the messages. Some were shy, others direct and brave.

A message particularly caught her attention. A man named Max wrote: "Your call has awakened something in me. I can't stop thinking about what it would be like to discover and share your most secret wishes. Would you like to dare to embark on this journey with me?"

Lina felt a tingle of excitement. She replied: "Max, I'm ready to embark on this journey. Tell me about your fantasies and let's dive in together. What excites you? What are your most secret wishes?"

Max didn't hesitate long and began to tell her about his deepest longings. His words were full of passion and fantasy, and Lina could feel the heat in her own body as she read his messages. Their conversations became more intense, and the attraction between them grew with each shared fantasy.

The night passed like a flash, and Lina felt more alive than ever before. She had not only found someone who shared her longings, but also the courage to express her own wishes openly. With a satisfied smile on her lips, she finally closed her laptop and knew that this night was the beginning of something special.

This experience had shown her that there are always men willing to embark on a sensual adventure. All it took was a little courage and a willingness to share your wishes.



I hope you like the story!

 

D***tiaxxx more than 3 month ago D***tiaxxx writes a new entry in the diary

A Magical Find by the Lake

A Magical Find by the Lake

quote It was a balmy summer evening when Emma decided to take a walk along the lake shore. The sky glowed in soft pastel colors, and the first stars began to sparkle on the horizon. The air was filled with the scent of blooming jasmine bushes, and the gentle lapping of the water was soothing.

Emma enjoyed the peace, which was only occasionally interrupted by the chirping of a bird or the buzzing of a bee. Suddenly, an unusual shimmer in the water caught her attention. Curious, she went closer and saw something sparkling in the shallow water.

Carefully, she reached out and pulled a beautiful, old pendant from the water. The pendant was made of silver and shaped like a crescent moon, decorated with intricate patterns and a small, sparkling gemstone in the middle. Emma immediately felt that this pendant was something special.

While she was looking at the pendant, she noticed a small engraving on the back. With effort, she was able to decipher the words: 'Follow the light of the night.' A shiver ran down her spine, and she felt a strange connection to the piece of jewelry.

Determined to solve the riddle, Emma decided to follow the clue. On the next night, when the full moon was at its highest, she set off back to the lake. The moonlight was so bright that it left a silver path on the water. Emma followed this path until she reached a small island in the middle of the lake.

On the island, she discovered an old, dilapidated chapel overgrown with ivy. With a pounding heart, she entered and found a stone chest inside. The pendant she was wearing around her neck suddenly began to glow. She held it to the lock of the chest, which immediately opened.

Inside the chest, Emma found old scrolls that told of a long-forgotten time when the island was a place of healing and magic. It was said that the pendant belonged to a powerful healer who had recorded knowledge of medicinal plants and spells in these scrolls.

Emma spent the next months studying the scrolls and reviving the old knowledge. Over time, she herself became a respected healer and brought the old knowledge back to her community. The pendant she had found remained with her always, reminding her that sometimes the greatest secrets lie hidden right before our eyes, waiting to be discovered.

 

D***tiaxxx more than 3 month ago D***tiaxxx writes a new entry in the diary

Pantyhose sex over the phone

quote I had a girlfriend, her name was Elke and she was a really sweet mouse. Especially because she loved fine stockings, mainly navy blue. She wore them almost every opportunity. Back then, when this story happened, she didn't really know about my passion yet.

She studied art history and was often separated from me for several days. She knew that I liked it when she wore fine stockings and therefore wasn't surprised when I asked her one day to leave me one of her stockings as a souvenir for the time when she's back at university. She said she would buy me one especially for that. It was a bright red 20 DEN, without gusset and without panty part.

The perfectest stocking I had ever seen.

When she had traveled back to university, we talked on the phone for a long time that same evening. The conversation became increasingly erotic and eventually ended in pure phone sex. She told me that she was lying on her stomach and rubbing her lower body firmly against her own hand. I also told her that I was lying on my stomach.

She was surprised by that. She groaned questioningly into the phone, why I was lying on my stomach and why I wouldn't massage my p***y lying on my back. I just said that it rubbed better that way and I was glad she had left me a delicate red keepsake from her.
“But my darling,” she whispered moaning, “it rubs even better if you carefully put on my sweet red stocking, put my pillow between your legs and rub yourself tenderly on it!”
That's what I had been waiting for. “What do you think I’ve been doing all along?” I asked somewhat mockingly.

my bestocked hands are currently rubbing my delicately bestocked p***y and occasionally I stick my nylon f****rs into my moist nylon thimble, my God, how it rubs .....oh yes I'm coming !! moan !!!

 

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D***tiaxxx more than 3 month ago D***tiaxxx writes a new entry in the diary

Tingling experience with a callboy Part 2

quote Deliberately, she pushed aside every further consideration in which sex and other men appeared. Only shortly before falling asleep did the repression mechanism no longer function, and automatically Julian's image appeared before her inner eye again:
He wrote that he was 1.88 m tall – according to the photos, this information was correct. Despite the athletic muscular body, he looked almost a little thin.
This circumstance was of no consequence to her; she had never been a fan of muscle packages. What captivated Nele, however, were the bright eyes that looked directly into the camera and the dark hair that formed a beautiful contrast. The narrow face with the square chin was good-looking, but not necessarily anything special. The callboy had published various pictures of himself on the homepage, showing himself in both a shirt and jeans and in an extremely tight bathing suit that hardly concealed his substantial masculinity. Nele assumed that this was exactly the point of the photo; after all, women also wanted to know what they were getting beforehand. She smiled. Her last thought before falling asleep concerned the sentences in which Julian described his attitude towards women. It said roughly that every woman deserves to be treated as something very special. Yes, that's exactly what Nele wanted too. Without wanting to, she had become entangled in Julian… or in the exciting idea of spending a night with him, in which he would d***te himself to her alone.
She had actually managed to resist for another two full weeks; then Nele gave up. Again and again, the charismatic callboy had crept into her thoughts, had made her look at his website again and again.
His body and face now seemed so familiar to her as if she knew him personally. Several times Nele had opened the 'Contact' menu, only to back out again.
But at some point she gave up… or rather her libido surrendered. Whenever she thought about sex, it was Julian who appeared in her fantasy.

And she thought about sex unusually often
Nele, who had been single for some time, had never longed for physical contact so much. She wanted to feel a man again. But not just any… no, it should be Julian. His choice of profession ultimately made it incredibly easy; she could call him, email him – for the appropriate amount, he would belong to her for as long as she wanted or needed him. On the other hand, it was also his job that held her back. Did she now want to be such a woman, whom she had laughed about with her friend just a few days ago?

 

D***tiaxxx more than 3 month ago D***tiaxxx writes a new entry in the diary

Tingling experience with a callboy Part 1

quote Even though she hadn't given the subject of purchased love much thought before, she had assumed that it was mainly men who bought sexual services. Now she was being enlightened. Even women could get anything their heart desired for money. A television report, which she stumbled upon by chance, dealt quite extensively with the topic of callboys. Nele had been channel-surfing with a friend when they became attentive and watched the report together to the end. They were unanimously of the opinion that there was nothing inherently wrong with a woman paying for sex, but ultimately they couldn’t imagine doing it themselves. The very thought of calling a stranger and then meeting them in an anonymous hotel… it was too absurd. They laughed as they imagined how shy they would both be if they ever found themselves in such a situation; which, of course, would never happen. To her great surprise, she found something immediately. They had talked about the report for a while longer, then turned to other things. But when Nele sat down at her laptop in the evening to quickly check her emails, she couldn’t resist opening a search engine – she just wanted to see if there were men in her small town who were available for love services. And to her great surprise, she found something immediately. Her interest was piqued. Although none of the candidates were from the immediate vicinity, Nele continued to search in a wider area. It was a fascinating game to look at the bodies, to imagine that these men would do anything to satisfy her for one night.\\
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She caught herself for a moment imagining that this aspect would far surpass most of her real experiences. In her experience, the male gender thought of themselves first during sex… and she had never understood why her friends were so eager to even take a guy from the disco home for one night. Nele’s only one-night stand had been a fiasco. She had learned from it. But it certainly wouldn’t be a failure with such a callboy. He would know what a woman expected for money… There she was again, the forbidden fantasy. Nele shuddered when she noticed that she had been staring at Julian’s picture for several minutes, lost in her daydreams. At least that’s what the man called himself; who knew if it was his real name. She quickly closed the page. As the computer shut down, she was already on her way to the bathroom to get ready for bed.

 

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