I may have some new "Favourite Things" after this - including John Coltrane playing about just that As I approached the hotel my phone buzzed and there was the room number. Moments later I was outside that door and my heart was pounding. Inside was the stranger I had asked to "push my limits" while she demonstrated the meaning of "sensual domination" to me. I knocked and the door opened. I saw a woman of great beauty and was transfixed. I took a deep breath and we began . Moments later I was naked, collared and blindfolded as she began to lead me on a journey that would take me to places I had never been.
I only rarely have the opportunity for such sexual adventures and I usually prepare carefully even to the extent of scripting the encounter but I have a lingering memory of an afternoon more than 25 years ago spent with a woman who I had invited to lead and to dominate. Some things she did that afternoon went far beyond what was then my comfort zone. Now part of me wanted to know if there was still a thrill to be had from letting someone else take control. Eliza is an experienced pro-domme but also a woman whose sexuality and beauty make her quite irresistible. The control-freak alpha part of me knew from our first moments together that it wanted to take charge and fuck this woman yet here I was having clamps applied to my nipples and tightened little by little to see how much I would take while obeying her every command. Pain interests me and in particular the willing acceptance of pain. Once I was whipped by a beautiful woman and then given a blow job - it was long ago but that sense of having earned my climax has been hanging around in some dim recess of my filthy mind ever since. More recently I asked Julia to cane me because I wanted to know what it felt like and to see some bruises of my own. As Eliza instructed me to worship her body the parts I could taste only made me long for more but soon enough the moment came when she prepared me to experience things that were most definitely going to push my limits. E's professionalism is extraordinary - at one and the same time she frightened me with what she was going to do but gave me complete reassurance that it would be done with care and attention to safety. The hot wax play was exactly that - playful, fun even. It stings just enough (unless it lands on a newly shaved part of the body) and I regret not having any photographic evidence to prove that I was able to hold a candle in my cheeks while being spanked! But it was the possibility of needle play that had kept nagging away. I knew E was practised in this and it was something I had thought about many times but dismissed as being beyond what an old pervert like me would have the chance to experience yet now I had to decide to let the scene continue or admit that my limits had indeed been reached. I swallowed hard and said "Go ahead". I think it will take time for me to fully process how I now feel about needle play. Of course these were only beginners needles and there were just four of them but seeing my flesh pierced in that way spoke to something in me and I find it hard to accept that this may have been a one time thing. The pain itself was not significant until a needle was inserted through one of my nipples which had, of course, recently been clamped! There was most definitely pleasure in feeling the short stab of pain and then seeing the needle re-emerge and I was a little disappointed when we stopped at 4 I now realise. Eliza later explained about the possibilities of electrics and needles being used together and planted thoughts I know I will return to. But soon enough it was time for me to encounter Eliza's strap-on. After being face fucked almost to the point of gagging I was desperate to be pegged. This has, of course, become one of my favourite sexual activities and I learned that Eliza does it very well and with considerable gusto too. And so before very long I found myself enjoying a spectacular ejaculation while still being deeply penetrated! Bliss! And here I have to make a confession - my mind had been making promises to both Eliza and myself that my body simply wasn't prepared to keep. There were any number of things yet to be done - a urethra to be stretched, an anus to be rimmed and above all a promise to serve Eliza by giving her an orgasm in any way she desired. Yet my body gave up - it may well be the passing years of course but I am an optimist and put it down to the lingering effects of a bout Covid earlier in the year which has reduced my stamina hence making a third hour of debauchery more than I could achieve. I think it is the experience of pain itself that excites me most. Being submissive is alien to my nature and perhaps gets in the way of taking pleasure from that pain yet I wonder if it would be different were I to be restrained so that my submission was no longer optional. Perhaps a trip to a dungeon is next? Whatever my next adventure involves my time with Eliza was very special and has given me powerful memories as well as some personal work to do! If you have the good fortune to spend time with Eliza you will find that as well as being a consummate professional she is someone who is easy to talk to - I found myself talking to her like a old friend and I was sad when our time together was over. I cannot recommend her too highly - if you do wish to make her acquaintance get over to the excellent Kinky London Escorts site asap. Finally thank you Eliza - we will, I'm sure, meet again.
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I was young once and when a strong desire to fuck a woman manifested itself it was easy to deal with. There might be a warm body next to me or someone nearby who would respond quickly. Sometimes I would go out and use only my charm to find a woman who would return with me and open her legs willingly.
Later I learned that there were places in the city where I could find women who for a fee would allow me to fuck them. Later still I found other women who would respond to my telephone calls and arrive within the hour ready to be fucked. But the years passed and I began to understand that my desires were not so simply expressed or met. I wanted to dominate, to have complete control of the woman and have her agree to penetrated in different ways, to be brought to orgasm and even be hurt simply to enhance my pleasure. And sometimes I needed to change places, to submit and accept that whatever I had once thought normal was not what my body now craved. I found a woman who needed to feel the crop sting her before she could come. I found another who was by nature submissive and who desired me and whose every orifice was available. But the years passed and she became less and less responsive. Things she had gloried in became sources of conflict and I took less and less pleasure when having her. Now I am old and there is a woman that provides me with sexual services regularly. The things we do seem ordinary to us now but many would find them kinky even perverted. I enjoy her and we have learned how to make each other's bodies respond and so we give and receive pleasure that can be exquisite at times. I have learned much about my sexual needs in those years and once in a while I need to have sex with a total stranger but sex which is unapologetic and has few limits. A date came clear in my diary a few weeks ago and I began to think about using it to satisfy this lust. At first I looked at some of the women I had met before but they were not available and I was on the point of settling for something more ordinary when a social media platform suggested I link up with a woman I knew nothing about. In a few days time I will stand outside a door behind which she is waiting. I have never seen her face or heard her voice yet she has agreed to be masked until my penis is inside her vagina when she will reveal it. I have asked her to plan our session and fully expect to have my limits pushed - she is expert at practices I have never taken part in and I have invited her to choose whatever she wishes. I have read the information she shares and she has interests that are rare these days but suggest that this is a woman of substance, intellect and perhaps humour. I have seen photographs that give an impression of an exceptional body and she has hinted at hidden things that only excite my imagination further. Anticipation of sexual debauchery with a total stranger is a pleasure that occurs rarely and when the actual events exceeds the anticipation it is something that sustains me for many months and through difficult times until I begin to imagine once again what it would be like to meet a woman for the first time and within moments be taking part in sex acts that once I thought were only possible in my fantasies. I am a lucky old bugger! |
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