Chatropolis adult entry
During the first few minutes, I don't know exactly what we talked about because I was trying to figure out how old he was. The only strange thing was that people at the restaurant called him Henry, and he introduced himself as Hank. I assumed it was to make him seem younger, and I was wrong.
But then we started talking about books, about traveling, about all sorts of things, and I enjoyed myself. During the evening, he said he had a rare book by Kafka,"Die Verwandlung", or in English, "The Metamorphosis".
I was weak, vulnerable, and I started wondering if I looked a mess.
He left me, tied, for a moment, and he returned with a towel and some oil, wipes and some condoms.
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"Yes," I was practically screaming, "you can do anything to me, Hank!
Inside of ten minutes, I must have had nearly a dozen orgasms, and I could feel tears leak out of the corners of my eyes.After washing my hands and looking in the mirror to ensure that I didn't need to touch up my makeup, I particularly liked the way my hair was framing my face. He asked if he could tie me up slowly, and I agreed, partly because I assumed he was stalling to allow his pharmaceutical helper to catch up to his desires.And then, on a whim, I stepped out of my dress, took off my shoes, paused for a moment, then removed my panties and bra. He placed leather wrist and ankles restraints on me, and just the thought of being helpless excited me.I did not write many of these stories - I contributed to a site that went down several years ago, and I am attempting to bring back the stories to the Internet for others to view and receive pleasure from. Written by Leesa (the blogger for this site) When I walked into the restaurant and was led to the table of my blind date, I was a bit surprised.He was supposed to be 49 years old, which would make him 5 years my senior. That, plus him being well-read, and I knew he was intellectually my equal.
The gentleman was well-known at the restaurant, so I thought he probably eats out a lot. He was impressed that I did not site the first lines incorrectly - most people think the protagonist wakes up as a cockroach. By the end of the evening, I suggested that I would very much like to see this near 100-year-old book of his.