A good three hours later, it was exactly ten to nine, I was standing in front of a skyscraper at the other end of town. Carola, Sabine and Moni had accompanied me to Georgio's apartment after they had examined my outfit under my clothes and found it acceptable. Moni had said that the bra and panties could have been transparent; however, she seemed satisfied with the black, hold-up fishnet stockings.
Before the three of them said goodbye and wished me a lot of fun, I wanted to know from Carola what proof she expected from me for the **** with Georgio. "Let that be our concern!" She replied to me and informed me that I was now almost a part of her clique.
Shortly afterwards I saw Carola's little Renault behind and was already looking for the name when I asked myself again what I was actually doing here. When I finally discovered Georgio's doorbell, I was close to turning back and leaving everything as it was. But then I realized again what that meant. In any case, I couldn't have been seen at school. Carola, Sabine and Moni would have made sure of that. As a result, I would not have had a degree. I could also have ignored my relationship with Gerald. In any case, it was better to get on well with the girls. So I convinced myself that what I was doing was right and rang the doorbell. It took less than ten seconds for the same smart voice that I already knew on the phone to
"Yeah right! Here ... is ... Christina! ”I spoke in a halting voice and silently admonished myself to calm down.
"Third floor!" Said the smart voice and pressed the door opener. I stepped into the building and decided to walk the three flights of stairs to buy a little more time. For me, after all, it was about cheating on Gerald.
A few minutes later I was standing in front of the entrance to his apartment. Take a deep breath, then I passed the point of no return and rang the bell.
At the same moment the door opened. Georgio must have waited behind it.
"Christina?" He asked and assessed me from top to bottom. In the pale light of a small lamp that stood on a small cupboard in his back, I could only make out the shadow of him. It was big, but I recognized that straight away.
"Yes, and you're Georgio!"
"That's it! Come in! ”He took a step to the side and gallantly helped his new customer out of her jacket. "You are very beautiful," he said to me and hung the leather jacket on his wardrobe without taking his eyes off me. I also looked at him with wide eyes, while my stomach was constantly pinching. For a few seconds neither he nor I spoke. Somehow I felt helpless and didn't really know what to do or what he expected of me.
"Maybe I should go again after all!" I said following a sudden involvement and was with one sentence at the cloakroom. Georgio returned my gaze with a slightly worried expression.
“All right!” He finally said and it even sounded a bit sad, “but think about it carefully! As far as you are now, you will never go again ... "
" But ... "I tried to stop his objection; which I did not succeed, however, because he continued undeterred: “... and you will always wonder what would have happened! You will mourn forever after this moment! Believe me! You wouldn't be the first! "
He looked deep into my eyes. Something told me he was going to be right. Something told me to stay Something told me it would be absolutely wrong if I left now. And I decided to follow that unknown voice, that feeling. So I turned back from the cloakroom and walked up to him. As Georgio noticed that he had persuaded me, he asked cautiously: "You are for the first time during a call boy, right?"
"Y-yes! ... That is obvious, isn't it? ”
“ Certainly! But that's no problem! This is how it is for all women the first time! Probably the forbidden or the wicked make the attraction! ”He replied, with a slight smile playing around his narrow lips.
Strangely enough, that he said this was a little comforting to me.
"We'll talk calmly first!" He said, and so continued to have a calming effect on me. The boy really seemed to have experience and I took a deep breath.
"If only I could ask you for the 150 € beforehand!"
"Of course!" I said and reached into my handbag.
After I gave him the money, we went into a small but very cozy living room, which consisted of a small table, a two-seater and an armchair. There were two empty wine glasses on the table. Everything else was also prepared for my visit.
"Take a seat wherever you want!" Georgio offered me and stepped himself to a small sideboard on which a small wine rack was placed.
“A little alcohol to warm you up? Would you prefer white wine or red wine? "
“A dry red wine!” I replied, because I had always been against white wine of any kind. I took a seat in one of the armchairs and looked at the two pictures that hung over a small fireplace. “Chagall?” I asked, revealing my entire understanding of art. "Yeah right! My favorite painter! ”He said and handed me a glass of red wine. I took the glass with a shaky hand and immediately took a long sip to calm my excitement. He also poured himself a glass of red wine and then sat in the armchair opposite me.
For the first time that evening I also had the opportunity to really look at Georgio. His face had hard, distinctive features, his hair consisted for the most part of long, dark blonde strands and his upper body, which he must have done several times a week in a fitness center, seemed to consist only of muscles. Actually just like I had always imagined a call boy to be.
"Who is your favorite painter?" Asked Georgio in a friendly manner and carefully stroked my right knee - almost unintentionally or seemingly accidentally. I winced and probably blushed immediately.
"I only know Chagall!" I laughed to cover up the situation. "That's where my entire understanding of art ends!"
"Oh! Pity! Well! Then we have to find another topic to start with! Are you still going to school? ”
“ Yes! I'll do my Abitur next year! ”
“ And then? Do you already know what your plans are then? ”
“ Study! I really want to study! ”
“ And what? ”He asked and half emptied his glass.
"Medicine!" I replied and did the same.
“That is definitely very interesting. But it wouldn't be for me! I can't see blood! ”
“ What else are you doing? I mean, if you're not seducing women? ”I wanted to know from him.
"Nothing else! But do not despise it, in addition to a more than bearable income, I also have a lot of fun with the thing! "
" How many women do you serve per day? "
“An average of four to five! You are the fourth today! ”
“ And you are not afraid? Before AIDS or something? ”
“ No! Without preseer nothing works! ... Well, French! "He grinned and got the wine bottle to refill my glass.
When I declined with thanks, he explained to me that I had to drink at least one more glass to calm down again.
"Okay!" I said and handed him the glass. On the one hand, I already noticed the effect of the first glass of red wine very strongly, because otherwise I only drank very little alcohol; on the other hand, I also noticed that my inhibitions were beginning to decline. The whole thing started to be fun for me. Especially since Georgio seemed a nice guy and Gerald would never find out about this.
When I almost emptied the second glass and we had done a little small talk, he took it from me and set it down on the little table right next to my seat. I assumed he wanted to pour me a third glass, but Georgio made no move in that direction. Instead, he put down his wine glass and knelt in front of my legs. He bent his upper body forward so that his face was just in front of mine and whispered: "Close your eyes and let yourself fall back!"
I looked at him confused, but didn't react.
“Christina! Just do it! Nothing will happen to you! ”He said, still in a whisper, but a little more urgently. He looked deeply into mine with his eyes. I couldn't resist seeing this and so I followed his request.
He ran his fingertips over her chin. It passed my neck and cleavage and finally landed between the base of my breasts.
Georgio paused there for a moment.
Then he undid the top two buttons of my blouse and gently stroked my bra. As he massaged my nipples, I pressed my lips together to suppress a scream of pleasure. He loosened my hand from my body, but didn't give me time to breathe. Because at the same moment he was running his strong hands over my thighs - from the knee to the groin and back again.
"Spread your legs!" He said in a commanding tone that aroused me in a strange way. So I followed his request and felt somehow without a will.
A second time he ran his hands over my thighs; this time, however, along the inside of the thighs. I groaned very softly. When he reached the top with his hands, I noticed the slight pressure he was exerting against my lap with his hand and this time I couldn't suppress a slight scream.
"I'm sorry!" I uttered slightly excited and briefly opened my eyes.
Georgio said nothing and just smiled at me. Then he ran his hands back down the inside of my thighs until he got to her knees. I noticed how he stroked my lower legs and took off both pumps one after the other. When he kissed both feet lightly, I got a tingling sensation. I could clearly feel the moisture on his lips through the thin fabric of the fishnet stocking. Again I moaned softly, which didn't stop him from putting his hand under her left pant leg and gently massaging her calf. He stretched her leg and slid his hand higher up her leg. Then he lifted his left foot and slowly brought it to his mouth. When he put my toes in his mouth one after the other and bit into each one lightly, I felt cold and hot at the same time. He repeated the same procedure on the other foot. One more time - this time a little louder - I groaned. From then on I decided not to fight it anymore. It was hopeless.
"I think you're ready now!" He told me with a mischievous expression.
"What are you going to do?" I gasped, although I suspected what would follow next.
Instead of answering, he asked, “Are you wearing something under your jeans? A slip? ”
“ Yes! ”
“ I'll briefly explain what will happen now. You now go to the bathroom and undress! Except for your panties and fishnet stockings! Please leave them on! That makes me hot! If you want, you can also take a shower beforehand! Everything is ready in the bathroom! ”
“ No! I've already showered! ”I told him and tried to smile.
"Good! When you're done, please come out. Please don't be alarmed if I put a blindfold on you in the living room! Then I'll lead you to my bed in the bedroom! ”
“ A blindfold? What is that good for? ”I asked, frowning.
“I want all of your thoughts to focus only on my touch. Your senses should only perceive my hands and my mouth! That's why your eyes mustn't see anything! Are you ready now? ”
“ Yes! ”I said - still a little hesitantly, but of my own accord. I reminded myself that I was now about to do something forbidden and the very thought now upset me so much that I wanted to finish what I had started.
“Just one more thing!” Said Georgio suddenly in a thoughtful voice, “if you come out of the bathroom right away, you are forbidden to talk! I don't want to hear a single word from you! It's part of our game! You leave everything else to me! ... Okay? ”
I nodded obediently, feeling like an underage schoolgirl. But it was kind of exciting.
"Then go!"
I followed his finger, which showed me where the bathroom was. Somehow I was relieved that I didn't have to undress right in front of him. I would have been really embarrassed.
A few minutes later, when I was standing in front of the large mirror only in narrow thong panties and fishnet stockings, I looked at myself and realized that I could be seen that way.
Then - with an unbearable tingling sensation in my stomach - I opened the door to the living room and stepped in almost naked as I was.
The game could begin:
With both hands crossed, protecting my bare breasts, I noticed that the light in the room had become weaker. Apparently a dimmer was used here, which Georgio had set accordingly in the bathroom during my preparations. I didn't see him and didn't get the opportunity to look around any further because he suddenly stood right behind me and immediately put the blindfold on me.
"Do you see anything else?" He breathed in my ear and came so close that I could feel his hot breath. I was about to answer when he reminded me of our date: “Not a word! Either you shake your head or you nod! Understand? ”
I nodded. Then I felt him stand in front of me.
Nothing happened for a few seconds. I suspected that he was looking at my naked body and apparently enjoying the sight. I was confirmed in this assumption when he gently removed my hands from his breasts and placed them in his. The thought that his gaze was now on my bare bosom excited me even more. At the same time, the tingling sensation in my stomach knew no bounds. Partly nervous and partly full of excitement, I wondered how it would go from now on.
"You are a beautiful woman with two wonderful breasts!" He said softly and gently caressed it with the palms of his hands. Like an electric shock, these touches passed through my body.
My nipples tightened.
His hands wandered further down my upper body, over the navel to the mons pubis, which was barely covered by the little panties. He slipped a finger in and touched the base of my crevice. Just a moment, then he pulled his finger out again. I wanted to tell him that he could have gone a little deeper; but I was forbidden to speak.
"Come over'! Let me see the rest too! ”He said and led me out into another room. I became aware of this because the light suddenly became brighter again. "What are you going to do?" She wanted to ask him; but she remembered the edition and remained silent. It was kind of exciting not knowing what was going to happen next.
Georgio silently led me a few steps until I hit something hard with my right lower leg. The edge of the bed! "Sit down!" He ordered.
I followed the instruction and felt my heart start racing. I felt him sit down next to me. With a gentle pressure between my breasts, he motioned for me to lie across the bed. I did it.
I felt a fluffy pillow under my head and let myself fall completely into it. At that moment I felt comfortable and secure.
"Are you comfortable?" He wanted to know. I nodded.
“Stretch out your arms and put them next to your body! Please both of your legs! ”I did.
He lay down next to me and kissed my forehead while slowly running his hand over my right cheek and lips. "Let me pamper you!" He whispered and wandered his hand over my upper body, which was already glowing with excitement.
From the chin over the right shoulder blade, along the right upper arm, his hand searched its way until it finally reached my right chest and circled it with gentle touches. This feeling made Christina groan again. And when he bent over me to take the nipple of the right breast between his lips, I could no longer suppress another scream.
"I can tell you like it!" I nodded vigorously. The feeling I felt now was indescribable. I had never felt anything like this before, it occurred to me while he was already performing the same procedure on my left breast. He achieved the same effect. I screamed now too.
"Have you ever experienced something like this?"
I shook my head and just moaned. Even if I wanted to say something now, I wouldn't have been able to.
After his hand had massaged both breasts for a few seconds, it moved on to my navel. One of the most irritable areas of all, I thought I had read somewhere when I realized how right the author of this text must have been. Because when Georgio gently pushed his tongue into the Baunabel and let it circle slowly, I groaned loudly and noticed how the moisture shot between my thighs with an enormous jet.
Before I could react to it in any way, however, his hand had already placed on the narrow thong panties. He massaged me between the legs by running his middle finger up and down between the labia. My excitement could no longer be stopped. Because the stimulation of my clitoris triggered one wave of moaning after the next and didn't let me calm down at all. My whole body was shaking.
But suddenly he got up.
For a moment nothing happened and I used the time to take a deep breath. I only managed to take a breath or two, then realized that he had to kneel in front of me because I could feel his hot breath on my left knee.
"Lift your buttocks up a little!" He ordered. I did it and at the same time registered how he slowly took off my panties - as if controlled by an invisible hand. When the slip passed my feet, I instinctively pulled my legs back up. Suddenly I realized that - apart from the fishnet stockings - I was now lying completely naked in front of him.
"And now, spread your legs!" He ordered imperiously. I hesitated for a moment. Then I felt his hands. First on my bare bottom, then between my thighs. I heard his command again, but didn't react. Suddenly he took both feet in his hands and swung them over his left and right shoulder with one leap. This action totally surprised me. Georgio was immediately with his head between my legs and very slowly - honestly, painfully slowly - up my left thigh until it finally reached my lap. But instead of continuing there, he stopped abruptly and ran his tongue over my right inner thigh back to my knee. At first I could have killed him because he hadn't finished it. But the next moment moaned I gasped and gasped again at the same time while he repeated the procedure two more times. The third time he finally released me and led his tongue deep into the crevice between my labia. There he let them slide up and down - slowly at first, then getting faster and faster. When he opened my clitoris with gentle kissing, and sucking***** n stimulated I was close to madness and screamed my soul out of my body. But that didn't stop him. Georgio carried on. I moved my abdomen analogously to his tongue and registered how he held my buttocks and thereby relieved my back. It went on for minutes. Georgio didn't stop when I came and shortly afterwards experienced her next sexual satisfaction. The moisture seeped out of my body like I was about to pee. But I didn't care at that moment. Because the first climax was followed immediately by the second. Georgio didn't seem to mind either, as he absorbed all of my moisture.
My whole body was electrified and under enormous tension.
Georgio kept going on and didn't stop before I gently but firmly pushed his head away.
Only then did he let go of me.
Completely exhausted, but very satisfied, I sank back into the pillow and lay there for a few moments, panting and moaning. My whole body was soaking wet.
"Was it nice?" He asked, gently stroking my right breast. I nodded and remained silent.
“You can speak again now! The game is over! ”He allowed me.
“It was amazing! Absolute madness! I've never seen anything like it! ”I was still gasping out of breath. Then I wanted to take off the blindfold. His "No! Not yet! ”Came too late.
I had already seen the camera pointed straight at the bed.
"Tell me, did you film us the whole time?" I asked horrified and thought of Gerald in dismay. When Georgio nodded silently, she felt sick. Now it was clear to me what evidence there was for my night with Georgio.
Before the three of them said goodbye and wished me a lot of fun, I wanted to know from Carola what proof she expected from me for the **** with Georgio. "Let that be our concern!" She replied to me and informed me that I was now almost a part of her clique.
Shortly afterwards I saw Carola's little Renault behind and was already looking for the name when I asked myself again what I was actually doing here. When I finally discovered Georgio's doorbell, I was close to turning back and leaving everything as it was. But then I realized again what that meant. In any case, I couldn't have been seen at school. Carola, Sabine and Moni would have made sure of that. As a result, I would not have had a degree. I could also have ignored my relationship with Gerald. In any case, it was better to get on well with the girls. So I convinced myself that what I was doing was right and rang the doorbell. It took less than ten seconds for the same smart voice that I already knew on the phone to
"Yeah right! Here ... is ... Christina! ”I spoke in a halting voice and silently admonished myself to calm down.
"Third floor!" Said the smart voice and pressed the door opener. I stepped into the building and decided to walk the three flights of stairs to buy a little more time. For me, after all, it was about cheating on Gerald.
A few minutes later I was standing in front of the entrance to his apartment. Take a deep breath, then I passed the point of no return and rang the bell.
At the same moment the door opened. Georgio must have waited behind it.
"Christina?" He asked and assessed me from top to bottom. In the pale light of a small lamp that stood on a small cupboard in his back, I could only make out the shadow of him. It was big, but I recognized that straight away.
"Yes, and you're Georgio!"
"That's it! Come in! ”He took a step to the side and gallantly helped his new customer out of her jacket. "You are very beautiful," he said to me and hung the leather jacket on his wardrobe without taking his eyes off me. I also looked at him with wide eyes, while my stomach was constantly pinching. For a few seconds neither he nor I spoke. Somehow I felt helpless and didn't really know what to do or what he expected of me.
"Maybe I should go again after all!" I said following a sudden involvement and was with one sentence at the cloakroom. Georgio returned my gaze with a slightly worried expression.
“All right!” He finally said and it even sounded a bit sad, “but think about it carefully! As far as you are now, you will never go again ... "
" But ... "I tried to stop his objection; which I did not succeed, however, because he continued undeterred: “... and you will always wonder what would have happened! You will mourn forever after this moment! Believe me! You wouldn't be the first! "
He looked deep into my eyes. Something told me he was going to be right. Something told me to stay Something told me it would be absolutely wrong if I left now. And I decided to follow that unknown voice, that feeling. So I turned back from the cloakroom and walked up to him. As Georgio noticed that he had persuaded me, he asked cautiously: "You are for the first time during a call boy, right?"
"Y-yes! ... That is obvious, isn't it? ”
“ Certainly! But that's no problem! This is how it is for all women the first time! Probably the forbidden or the wicked make the attraction! ”He replied, with a slight smile playing around his narrow lips.
Strangely enough, that he said this was a little comforting to me.
"We'll talk calmly first!" He said, and so continued to have a calming effect on me. The boy really seemed to have experience and I took a deep breath.
"If only I could ask you for the 150 € beforehand!"
"Of course!" I said and reached into my handbag.
After I gave him the money, we went into a small but very cozy living room, which consisted of a small table, a two-seater and an armchair. There were two empty wine glasses on the table. Everything else was also prepared for my visit.
"Take a seat wherever you want!" Georgio offered me and stepped himself to a small sideboard on which a small wine rack was placed.
“A little alcohol to warm you up? Would you prefer white wine or red wine? "
“A dry red wine!” I replied, because I had always been against white wine of any kind. I took a seat in one of the armchairs and looked at the two pictures that hung over a small fireplace. “Chagall?” I asked, revealing my entire understanding of art. "Yeah right! My favorite painter! ”He said and handed me a glass of red wine. I took the glass with a shaky hand and immediately took a long sip to calm my excitement. He also poured himself a glass of red wine and then sat in the armchair opposite me.
For the first time that evening I also had the opportunity to really look at Georgio. His face had hard, distinctive features, his hair consisted for the most part of long, dark blonde strands and his upper body, which he must have done several times a week in a fitness center, seemed to consist only of muscles. Actually just like I had always imagined a call boy to be.
"Who is your favorite painter?" Asked Georgio in a friendly manner and carefully stroked my right knee - almost unintentionally or seemingly accidentally. I winced and probably blushed immediately.
"I only know Chagall!" I laughed to cover up the situation. "That's where my entire understanding of art ends!"
"Oh! Pity! Well! Then we have to find another topic to start with! Are you still going to school? ”
“ Yes! I'll do my Abitur next year! ”
“ And then? Do you already know what your plans are then? ”
“ Study! I really want to study! ”
“ And what? ”He asked and half emptied his glass.
"Medicine!" I replied and did the same.
“That is definitely very interesting. But it wouldn't be for me! I can't see blood! ”
“ What else are you doing? I mean, if you're not seducing women? ”I wanted to know from him.
"Nothing else! But do not despise it, in addition to a more than bearable income, I also have a lot of fun with the thing! "
" How many women do you serve per day? "
“An average of four to five! You are the fourth today! ”
“ And you are not afraid? Before AIDS or something? ”
“ No! Without preseer nothing works! ... Well, French! "He grinned and got the wine bottle to refill my glass.
When I declined with thanks, he explained to me that I had to drink at least one more glass to calm down again.
"Okay!" I said and handed him the glass. On the one hand, I already noticed the effect of the first glass of red wine very strongly, because otherwise I only drank very little alcohol; on the other hand, I also noticed that my inhibitions were beginning to decline. The whole thing started to be fun for me. Especially since Georgio seemed a nice guy and Gerald would never find out about this.
When I almost emptied the second glass and we had done a little small talk, he took it from me and set it down on the little table right next to my seat. I assumed he wanted to pour me a third glass, but Georgio made no move in that direction. Instead, he put down his wine glass and knelt in front of my legs. He bent his upper body forward so that his face was just in front of mine and whispered: "Close your eyes and let yourself fall back!"
I looked at him confused, but didn't react.
“Christina! Just do it! Nothing will happen to you! ”He said, still in a whisper, but a little more urgently. He looked deeply into mine with his eyes. I couldn't resist seeing this and so I followed his request.
He ran his fingertips over her chin. It passed my neck and cleavage and finally landed between the base of my breasts.
Georgio paused there for a moment.
Then he undid the top two buttons of my blouse and gently stroked my bra. As he massaged my nipples, I pressed my lips together to suppress a scream of pleasure. He loosened my hand from my body, but didn't give me time to breathe. Because at the same moment he was running his strong hands over my thighs - from the knee to the groin and back again.
"Spread your legs!" He said in a commanding tone that aroused me in a strange way. So I followed his request and felt somehow without a will.
A second time he ran his hands over my thighs; this time, however, along the inside of the thighs. I groaned very softly. When he reached the top with his hands, I noticed the slight pressure he was exerting against my lap with his hand and this time I couldn't suppress a slight scream.
"I'm sorry!" I uttered slightly excited and briefly opened my eyes.
Georgio said nothing and just smiled at me. Then he ran his hands back down the inside of my thighs until he got to her knees. I noticed how he stroked my lower legs and took off both pumps one after the other. When he kissed both feet lightly, I got a tingling sensation. I could clearly feel the moisture on his lips through the thin fabric of the fishnet stocking. Again I moaned softly, which didn't stop him from putting his hand under her left pant leg and gently massaging her calf. He stretched her leg and slid his hand higher up her leg. Then he lifted his left foot and slowly brought it to his mouth. When he put my toes in his mouth one after the other and bit into each one lightly, I felt cold and hot at the same time. He repeated the same procedure on the other foot. One more time - this time a little louder - I groaned. From then on I decided not to fight it anymore. It was hopeless.
"I think you're ready now!" He told me with a mischievous expression.
"What are you going to do?" I gasped, although I suspected what would follow next.
Instead of answering, he asked, “Are you wearing something under your jeans? A slip? ”
“ Yes! ”
“ I'll briefly explain what will happen now. You now go to the bathroom and undress! Except for your panties and fishnet stockings! Please leave them on! That makes me hot! If you want, you can also take a shower beforehand! Everything is ready in the bathroom! ”
“ No! I've already showered! ”I told him and tried to smile.
"Good! When you're done, please come out. Please don't be alarmed if I put a blindfold on you in the living room! Then I'll lead you to my bed in the bedroom! ”
“ A blindfold? What is that good for? ”I asked, frowning.
“I want all of your thoughts to focus only on my touch. Your senses should only perceive my hands and my mouth! That's why your eyes mustn't see anything! Are you ready now? ”
“ Yes! ”I said - still a little hesitantly, but of my own accord. I reminded myself that I was now about to do something forbidden and the very thought now upset me so much that I wanted to finish what I had started.
“Just one more thing!” Said Georgio suddenly in a thoughtful voice, “if you come out of the bathroom right away, you are forbidden to talk! I don't want to hear a single word from you! It's part of our game! You leave everything else to me! ... Okay? ”
I nodded obediently, feeling like an underage schoolgirl. But it was kind of exciting.
"Then go!"
I followed his finger, which showed me where the bathroom was. Somehow I was relieved that I didn't have to undress right in front of him. I would have been really embarrassed.
A few minutes later, when I was standing in front of the large mirror only in narrow thong panties and fishnet stockings, I looked at myself and realized that I could be seen that way.
Then - with an unbearable tingling sensation in my stomach - I opened the door to the living room and stepped in almost naked as I was.
The game could begin:
With both hands crossed, protecting my bare breasts, I noticed that the light in the room had become weaker. Apparently a dimmer was used here, which Georgio had set accordingly in the bathroom during my preparations. I didn't see him and didn't get the opportunity to look around any further because he suddenly stood right behind me and immediately put the blindfold on me.
"Do you see anything else?" He breathed in my ear and came so close that I could feel his hot breath. I was about to answer when he reminded me of our date: “Not a word! Either you shake your head or you nod! Understand? ”
I nodded. Then I felt him stand in front of me.
Nothing happened for a few seconds. I suspected that he was looking at my naked body and apparently enjoying the sight. I was confirmed in this assumption when he gently removed my hands from his breasts and placed them in his. The thought that his gaze was now on my bare bosom excited me even more. At the same time, the tingling sensation in my stomach knew no bounds. Partly nervous and partly full of excitement, I wondered how it would go from now on.
"You are a beautiful woman with two wonderful breasts!" He said softly and gently caressed it with the palms of his hands. Like an electric shock, these touches passed through my body.
My nipples tightened.
His hands wandered further down my upper body, over the navel to the mons pubis, which was barely covered by the little panties. He slipped a finger in and touched the base of my crevice. Just a moment, then he pulled his finger out again. I wanted to tell him that he could have gone a little deeper; but I was forbidden to speak.
"Come over'! Let me see the rest too! ”He said and led me out into another room. I became aware of this because the light suddenly became brighter again. "What are you going to do?" She wanted to ask him; but she remembered the edition and remained silent. It was kind of exciting not knowing what was going to happen next.
Georgio silently led me a few steps until I hit something hard with my right lower leg. The edge of the bed! "Sit down!" He ordered.
I followed the instruction and felt my heart start racing. I felt him sit down next to me. With a gentle pressure between my breasts, he motioned for me to lie across the bed. I did it.
I felt a fluffy pillow under my head and let myself fall completely into it. At that moment I felt comfortable and secure.
"Are you comfortable?" He wanted to know. I nodded.
“Stretch out your arms and put them next to your body! Please both of your legs! ”I did.
He lay down next to me and kissed my forehead while slowly running his hand over my right cheek and lips. "Let me pamper you!" He whispered and wandered his hand over my upper body, which was already glowing with excitement.
From the chin over the right shoulder blade, along the right upper arm, his hand searched its way until it finally reached my right chest and circled it with gentle touches. This feeling made Christina groan again. And when he bent over me to take the nipple of the right breast between his lips, I could no longer suppress another scream.
"I can tell you like it!" I nodded vigorously. The feeling I felt now was indescribable. I had never felt anything like this before, it occurred to me while he was already performing the same procedure on my left breast. He achieved the same effect. I screamed now too.
"Have you ever experienced something like this?"
I shook my head and just moaned. Even if I wanted to say something now, I wouldn't have been able to.
After his hand had massaged both breasts for a few seconds, it moved on to my navel. One of the most irritable areas of all, I thought I had read somewhere when I realized how right the author of this text must have been. Because when Georgio gently pushed his tongue into the Baunabel and let it circle slowly, I groaned loudly and noticed how the moisture shot between my thighs with an enormous jet.
Before I could react to it in any way, however, his hand had already placed on the narrow thong panties. He massaged me between the legs by running his middle finger up and down between the labia. My excitement could no longer be stopped. Because the stimulation of my clitoris triggered one wave of moaning after the next and didn't let me calm down at all. My whole body was shaking.
But suddenly he got up.
For a moment nothing happened and I used the time to take a deep breath. I only managed to take a breath or two, then realized that he had to kneel in front of me because I could feel his hot breath on my left knee.
"Lift your buttocks up a little!" He ordered. I did it and at the same time registered how he slowly took off my panties - as if controlled by an invisible hand. When the slip passed my feet, I instinctively pulled my legs back up. Suddenly I realized that - apart from the fishnet stockings - I was now lying completely naked in front of him.
"And now, spread your legs!" He ordered imperiously. I hesitated for a moment. Then I felt his hands. First on my bare bottom, then between my thighs. I heard his command again, but didn't react. Suddenly he took both feet in his hands and swung them over his left and right shoulder with one leap. This action totally surprised me. Georgio was immediately with his head between my legs and very slowly - honestly, painfully slowly - up my left thigh until it finally reached my lap. But instead of continuing there, he stopped abruptly and ran his tongue over my right inner thigh back to my knee. At first I could have killed him because he hadn't finished it. But the next moment moaned I gasped and gasped again at the same time while he repeated the procedure two more times. The third time he finally released me and led his tongue deep into the crevice between my labia. There he let them slide up and down - slowly at first, then getting faster and faster. When he opened my clitoris with gentle kissing, and sucking***** n stimulated I was close to madness and screamed my soul out of my body. But that didn't stop him. Georgio carried on. I moved my abdomen analogously to his tongue and registered how he held my buttocks and thereby relieved my back. It went on for minutes. Georgio didn't stop when I came and shortly afterwards experienced her next sexual satisfaction. The moisture seeped out of my body like I was about to pee. But I didn't care at that moment. Because the first climax was followed immediately by the second. Georgio didn't seem to mind either, as he absorbed all of my moisture.
My whole body was electrified and under enormous tension.
Georgio kept going on and didn't stop before I gently but firmly pushed his head away.
Only then did he let go of me.
Completely exhausted, but very satisfied, I sank back into the pillow and lay there for a few moments, panting and moaning. My whole body was soaking wet.
"Was it nice?" He asked, gently stroking my right breast. I nodded and remained silent.
“You can speak again now! The game is over! ”He allowed me.
“It was amazing! Absolute madness! I've never seen anything like it! ”I was still gasping out of breath. Then I wanted to take off the blindfold. His "No! Not yet! ”Came too late.
I had already seen the camera pointed straight at the bed.
"Tell me, did you film us the whole time?" I asked horrified and thought of Gerald in dismay. When Georgio nodded silently, she felt sick. Now it was clear to me what evidence there was for my night with Georgio.
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