I am called Coralie, I have twenty-nine years. I am very exhib and I already took part in several contests amateurs organized by publications of charm. Sometimes, they were specialized magazines in the advertisements of meetings libertines or the magazines plus hardware and sold in sex shop. I made the “peep-show of the girlfriends”, a series “the pussy of our readers”, special “buttocks and small holes” reserved for the models amateurs.
At the beginning, there was always the risk to be recognized by a close relation. The baker of the corner, a colleague, a friend… That belonged to the play and today, I assume the risks of them. Such an amount of worse for those which would be shocked by recognizing me in these pages and which did not think that I was able to go also far! Now, they will be with the current…
I am not married but I have lived with the same man for a few months. He is called Franck, he is a little older than me. It is him which photographed me. It is not a professional but I find the stereotypes been successful. I read, in a very serious review of sexology, that the phantasms of exhibition were, in general, rather female, while voyeurism, special with the men. Our couple seems to be a perfect illustration about it. Franck is very Peeping Tom. When I started with knowing best, I was astonished enough by the number of erotic magazines which piled up on its racks. Some were of a kind enough software but there were of them others which were spiced much with very raw photographs.
Franck and me, we met in a rather banal way during one evening in mutual friends. A girlfriend celebrated her twenty-four years, Franck was her cousin. It was not yet midnight that already, we eclipse discreetly to go at his place. At that time, I assumed without complex my reputation of manhunter, of girl who multiplied the adventures. I was not too difficult on the choice of my partners, but, him I liked really much this evening. With Franck, I felt immediately who it would be different from what I had known before with my former partners. But I did not imagine that it was going to become in a few hours a man who counts as much for me. I grew well that it was going to take to me in the elevator which went up towards its apartment. He embraced me with full mouth without ceasing cherishing me everywhere. When we arrived on the third floor, the elevator stopped but Franck did not want to leave my mouth any more. The light is extinct and it continued to wind into a ball me against the partition. Its caresses were done much less pure. It passed its hand between my thighs, it wound into a ball my buttocks and to seek to pass its hand under my breeches. Very moved and excited me also, I was ready to offer to me without waiting longer in this tiny cabin. But Franck preferred to make me enter at his place.
There, we passed without waiting in its room. The bed was not made, it reigned a great disorder but at this precise minute, that did not have really importance. Franck hastened to make jump the fine straps of my long-line bra and, as I did not wear a bra below, it precipitated on my stripped centres, licked them and mixed, having fun to press them one against the other with force. I let myself make, groaning, under his expert hands. I was becoming insane of pleasure. At home, the centres it is almost a second sex. They are at least as sensitive as my she-cat.
Franck ended up taking off my skirt. We were in full winter and I carried a unit very rascal, garter belt out of black lace and Brazilian matched. This behavior always did much success near the men and Franck was not in remainder by thus discovering me. It hardly took him a few seconds to be found naked in its turn. I was surprised by the size of his sex. Its thick tail remained plated on its belly, so much it bandaged. We lay on the bed and it was the place of new enfiévrées caresses. Very it wanted to like I and to show him how much I was gifted in love. I took the initiative to masturbate his tail between my fingers. I also cherished his purses, that while applying me with a maximum of sensuality. Franck made me understand that it wished that I go still further and, langoureusement, I slipped enter his thighs to the height of its sex. I took it in the mouth. I like to excite a man in this manner. I endeavoured to excite it still more, making slip my lips along his sex, then I rubbed the wet nipple on the point of my centres and I still swallowed it. I lovingly sucked it until he does not guide me with his hands so that I place myself head-dig on him. It licked me and cherished through the breeches before drawing aside it to pass its language on my slit. From time to time, it went up it between my buttocks and agitated it on my anus. Sodomy forever be a taboo for me and I took much pleasure with this language which explored me in-depth.
Franck removed me from me breeches, there remained to me nothing any more but bottoms and the garter belt. I was haletante, at the edge of the orgasm when it took to me, out of greyhound bitch on the bed. It pressed its hands on my kidneys to oblige me to camber me to the maximum. It was inserted in me and started to go and come. I could not retain my rails any more, carried by the pleasure which I tested.
It maintained to me with force on the level of the hips with a manner of making at the same time very virile and very tempting. I tried to retain me as long as I could but I enjoyed very quickly, tetanized. Franck let himself go with me and flooded me.
We remade the love. It wanted to take to me behind. He wanted, said he, that I would be very with him, as of the first evening. I was already under the charm and incompetent to refuse to him well though it is and in such a state that I wanted as much of it as him. He prepared me to receive it with a great delicacy, licking and opening to me with then several fingers. When it estimated that I was sufficiently ready, it asked me to kneel on him by holding my isolated buttocks. It rubbed its nipple on my anus before immobilizing it and I let myself go down slowly on his tail. I had never been sodomized by such a broad sex. The progression was at the same time painful and very sensual. I liked to accept sodomy and it in vain without too much difficulty, I always test a little shame to let a man take to me thus, especially if I hardly have just made his knowledge. But with Franck, that did nothing but multiply by ten my pleasure.
Once completely introduced in me, he wanted that it is me which moves. I obeyed while Franck embraced me and cherished me the centres. He did not cease repeating that they was very good to be planted in me. I posed my fingers on my clitoris and I started to go up to go down. Slowly initially, before losing the head and impaling me more violently. I groaned more and more extremely and trémoussais me in all the directions in the search of my pleasure. When this one arrived, I was carried as if I tested a double as intense orgasm behind as in front.
This evening, we slept very little. Franck was insatiable and me, I wanted only one: to still enjoy and enjoy with him. Fifteen days later, I left my small studio and I came to install me at his place. Since, we live a torrid relation, we make love the every day, we spend the whole weekends to the bed. We endeavor to realize, together all our phantasms.
What makes me enjoy very extremely with Franck, it is that he always tells me a little story cochonne by making love, it invents me a scenario or imagines a situation. Me, I must be offered completely to him and nothing to refuse to him. I am a kind of headstock flexible which should never say not. It happens that I let it stick and to bandage me eyes. In these cases, it is as if I made the love with an unknown and it tells me that men are looking at me and to masturbate behind mirrors without silvering while I am given to him. Never I had known as much complicity in love with one with my partners.
One day, whereas I divided into sheets one of his reviews rascals, it is him which proposed to me to send, with the drafting, some stereotypes which we had just made. A heading was reserved for the photographs amateurs. I was a little hesitant then I accepted. I felt a rather intense disorder the day when they were published. I thought of all these men that I had to perhaps excite with my centres, my she-cat and my pretty buttocks. Since, it became, for me, a play very exciting. I do not know if I would have really the courage of me exhiber in front of true Peeping Toms but there, I test of it as much pride than of excitation. And when Franck discovers me in a new review and that he thinks of all those which will subdue me, of shaking and fantasmer on my she-cat and my bottom”, like he says, that gives him desire of me very.