History_24_My first EXPERIENCE WITH AN ADULT WOMAN ⇐ General

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Starting this Story, I want to ask you for forgiveness that I constantly skipped, and will continue to skip, time, in the events that happened to me. I understand that this results in a certain confusion in chronology and the stories turn out, to put it mildly, inconsistent. But I’m not a writer and it’s very difficult for me. Moreover, for the most part I remember what I had, and then I tell you. And having remembered, I immediately begin to turn my memory into text, because I’m afraid that I’ll simply forget everything and won’t be able to tell you anything.
And now, in this History, there will be no special chronology and I’ll tell you exactly what I remembered today and I’ll start with my inner experiences. Firstly, I was very worried, afraid and ashamed that Yana was attracting new girlfriends to our “games”. It only seems from the outside that all I did was follow orders and didn’t think about anything else. I thought about how. I even tried to explain myself to Yana, in any case, I asked her not to show me to others anymore, I begged her to do everything so that those who already knew would not spread rumors about me, and would not show my photographs to anyone.
In secondly, I never forgot about the “technical details” and all sorts of little things. Understanding and what’s worst, getting used to the fact that Yana could undress me at any moment, alone or in front of her friends, or would force me to be partially naked, I always “thought out” the details, [url=https: //neo.sexforum.top/viewtopic.php?t=8714]how to do it[/url] technically, with minimal losses for yourself. Believe it or not, I even selected my wardrobe to suit my “slavery” and tried to dress in such a way that orders could be carried out as quickly as possible. You may ask why? And I will explain to you now. Very often, I was completely undressed, due to my “sluggishness.” For example, Yulka loved to kiss me, and at the same time she always started to paw me. At first through my clothes, and then she put her hands under my sweater. So, now I started going to school without tucking my “up” into my jeans. Firstly, it made me look even sexier, and secondly, the girls stopped being “nervous” because they couldn’t get instant access to my stomach and tits, and now they weren’t tugging at my belt and jeans, trying to undress me as quickly as possible . Although I also stopped wearing a belt. The fact is that he made a lot of noise when the girls ordered me to bare my bottom. The belt buckle always made characteristic metallic sounds, which, as it seemed to me, simply rattled throughout the entire toilet, or, well, throughout the entire place where I was “squeezed” at that moment. In general, I want to say that I was very lucky with the Mistress and her girlfriends, and all my slavery proceeded very “decently”. Just don’t laugh, I understand that what I said was stupid, but I mean that no one scoffed at me, didn’t put me down, and in general didn’t mock me like that. I was not forced to lie naked directly on the floor in the toilet, I was not forced to lick off spit, or lick shoes with my tongue, I was not forced to drink urine, and they never urinated on me at all. I didn’t lick the toilet bowls or drink the water from there…. In short, there wasn’t all the trash that can sometimes be seen in porn of the corresponding genre. And with the advent of frost, in general, the “activity” of the girls was reduced to a minimum, and not because they lost interest in me, but it was simply now very difficult to find a place where they could safely “play.”
Outdoor toilet - school smoking room, disappeared immediately. It was so cold inside that even the puddles on the floor were covered with an icy crust. It was also impossible to play in the toilet in the building. The windows were always open for ventilation, and it was always fresh inside, and that's putting it mildly. They even stopped taking me into the entrances on the way home from school, because it was very cold and very uncomfortable there. Therefore, with the arrival of cold weather, I began to “visit”, and received guests at my place. Very often it was Yana who came to my house and my parents, especially my mother, immediately liked her. Beautiful, well-groomed, well-mannered - it’s immediately obvious that she comes from a good family... In short, my mother didn’t mind at all that I had such a friend. Very often, after school, I took Yana to my home and my mother always fed us a very tasty lunch. The girl really liked it with us, she didn’t hide it and happily chatted with my mother in the kitchen, telling me about her academic success, and about her school life in general. Well, then Yana went to my room and we spent an hour or even two “preparing for lessons and doing homework together.” Naturally, we did not do any homework, but immediately indulged in our games. We especially enjoyed it when my parents weren’t at home, and then Yana undressed me completely naked and I was completely naked in the apartment. I also want to say that it was after Yana’s visits that I began to “fantasize” about my nudity and often stripped naked at home, especially when I was alone. I even came up with a game for myself. Not often, rather depending on the mood, I could open the front door and meet my girlfriends on the threshold completely without clothes. Now everything seems very funny to me, if not ridiculous, but I even prepared a “legend”, an excuse, for myself in advance to explain why I greet guests naked.
For example, I could wrap a towel around my head and pretend that I just came out from the shower. Or, for example, I loaded all my things into the washing machine, but of course I didn’t turn it on, but it was simply my excuse, in case I had to open the door completely naked, and then explain to the same Svetka why I was meeting her in this form. Why do I say, I have to, because I fantasized” I did so quite often: I stripped naked in the apartment, walked naked around the rooms, looked at myself naked in the mirror, took on various poses, could even partially tie myself up... It’s just a possibility that at this moment One of my girlfriends will ring my doorbell, of course it remained minimal. Once, completely naked, I opened the door to my Tanya, and the second time, I opened it to Svetka... Well, that’s basically all. I won’t retell everything that happened then, because there was nothing new there.
But I want to dwell on one case in more detail. I’ll say right away that neither my mom and dad, nor my girlfriends, nor anyone at all knows about what happened. Until now I have kept these events in the strictest confidence, and why I am telling them to you now, I myself do not fully understand. -\- That day I was expecting Svetka to visit, a friend warned me that she would come, and I decided to meet her “fully armed.” I completely stripped naked, on the sofa in my room, I laid out my “equipment”: clothespins and a clothesline, and I lounged in a chair by the window, near the radiator. I sat down by the radiator not because I was freezing, it was very hot in the apartment, but because through the window I could see Svetka leaving the entrance of her house and walking towards me. But time passed, and Svetka still did not appear, and I, in anticipation of the prepared “surprise,” began to play with myself and even moan with pleasure. I even went up to the sofa several times, then hooked clothespins onto my nipples, then took them off again, and wrapped my hands in rope as best I could, “fantasizing” that I was tied up and “captured.” In fact, at that moment I was masturbating, using the imminent appearance of my friend as an additional incentive for my fantasies...
As always happens when you “fantasize,” the doorbell sounded completely unexpectedly, and it instantly brought me back to reality. “Well, finally, Svetka!” - with this thought, I flew like a bullet to open the door and, still in my dreams, did not even pay attention to the fact that the bell was not Svetkin’s, “musical”, my friend always seemed to ring the melody with the bell, but a stranger.
Thinking that Svetka was standing on the threshold, I didn’t even look through the peephole, but opened the door wide and ran nose to nose with Aunt Zh., our neighbor from the top floor, the same age as my mother, who very often came to see “to visit” us, for some reason always barefoot, and which I already mentioned in one of the previous stories. But if my mother was a homemaker, in a word, mother. No, not in the sense of a woman who is “freaked out” or doesn’t take care of herself…. Damn, I think you understand what I mean. That's Aunt J. was a little different. She was…. "predatory". Not in the scary sense. On the contrary, Aunt Zh was a very beautiful woman and being single, she did not hesitate to show her beauty to others. Her short robe alone was worth it, in which she always came to visit us. And her feet were always bare with a bracelet on the ankle of one leg and a ring on the toe of the other... I don’t know, maybe it’s just me who always worried about Aunt Zh’s bare feet... But my dad also stared at them... although maybe he liked her bracelet and ring... As always, Aunt Zh. stood barefoot, in her usual robe, but here I am... It didn’t even immediately dawn on me that I was standing in front of a woman completely naked.
The pause dragged on. Aunt Z. stood silently and examined me, and I... I finally, finally woke up and began to return to reality. I stood in front of the woman and with some hindsight, I recorded that I was now standing in front of her completely naked, and that for some reason there were clothespins hanging on my nipples. I also felt my “smell” because I was leaking a lot. From the fact that I was masturbating just a minute ago. I was the first to break down. Firstly, it was very cold in the entrance, and I was naked. And secondly, well, I shouldn’t have kept the woman on the threshold, maybe she really needed something, something very important. I took a step back, letting Aunt Z. into the apartment. The door to my room was the first one along the corridor, and it was open and Aunt Zh. immediately went there. Seeing the “equipment” laid out on the sofa, the woman smiled, but did not say anything about it. I just asked - Do you always walk around the apartment naked? Out of surprise and from such a “direct” question, I answered honestly - No! Only when my parents aren’t at home!,” and then added, “I just decided to wash my things.” You can check! I loaded them all into the washing machine... To tell the truth, I had an impulse to throw something at myself, but after my last phrase, I realized that I couldn’t do it, because... I myself admitted to the woman that I don’t have any fresh clothes, that they are all in the washing machine. I continued to stand completely naked in the room, and Aunt Z. sat down on the sofa and began to sort through my toys. “You’re playing with yourself while your parents are away,” the woman simply dropped, as if stating an obvious fact, and for some reason began to “test” the clothespins for elasticity and even put some of them aside. “It smells like that...” she stated again, and I realized with horror that my smell had not disappeared anywhere. Moreover, because of the whole unusual situation, because of the “newness,” I was in some strange state and that’s probably why it was still very wet between my legs. Aunt Zh. got up from the sofa and came close to me.
- Doesn’t it bother you? Shall I take it off?..., - the woman looked at my chest, and I blushed with shame, because... I realized that the clothespins were still hanging on my nipples Without waiting for the neighbor to do this, I myself took the clothespins off my chest, but Aunt Z. managed to grab me by the hands, on which the mark of the clothesline was clearly visible. She stared at my wrists for about a minute and then summarized - So you’re tying yourself up! Only this rope of yours is absolutely no good. It is rough and of course leaves marks on such delicate skin. Then Aunt Z took two of the clothespins she had put aside from the sofa and turned to me again
- These clothespins are better. They are much tighter than the others, and will squeeze your nipples much more strongly. Shall we check? - with these words, Aunt Zh. very carefully attached clothespins to my nipples and I really felt how tight they were. - Not very tight? Will you bear it? The woman walked around me several times, as if admiring the view, and I, hypnotized, stood in front of her with my arms hanging along my body. Probably fearing that I might “break loose” at any moment, Aunt Zh. began to “talk” me - How you have grown, Natasha! So quickly and so unexpectedly she turned into a real beauty! - the woman began to move all over my body with just her fingertips? Over the back and stomach, over the shoulders and arms, over the chest and bare thighs.
I constantly shuddered from the touch of her fingers on my skin, and probably to distract me, Aunt Zh began asking me about school - What class are you in already? In the tenth?
- In the eleventh!, I answered mechanically, and Aunt Zh. ran her fingertips over my butt
- It’s amazing how quickly time flies! And I still remember how you, Tanya and Svetka were running around the yard with dolls! - the woman very gently patted me on the lower back. - Natasha, walk around the room! I want to take a better look at you! I immediately, slowly, began to walk around the room, and the woman continued to question me
- Are you still friends with them? “With whom?”, without stopping my movement, I mechanically asked
“Well, with Tanya and Sveta!”, the woman clarified, and then suddenly ordered, “Stop and squat down!” I immediately fulfilled the “request” and Aunt Z. ordered again, “Spread your hips wide to the sides!” and again, I obeyed and carried out the order. In order not to remain silent, the neighbor began to look at me again - Do you like studying at school? What are your favorite items? From, to put it mildly, the unusual pose and the general “unreality of everything that was happening” made me blush with shame and my breath caught, so I didn’t answer right away - English is my favorite subject, history, I really like physics! Aunt Zhenya smiled
- Well, it’s good that your favorite subject is not physical education! - and then unexpectedly ordered, - Put your hands behind your head! On instinct, I automatically put my hands behind my head, and the woman took another clothespins from the sofa and sat down next to me. “Are you getting good grades at school?” she asked me, and she very gently ran her hand over my pussy, spread my labia with her fingertips, and then attached clothespins to them, first one, and then the other. In order not to remain silent and not look like a complete fool, I “clung” to the conversation as best I could
- I’m an excellent student in English and history!
- And in physics?, Aunt Z asked me, and then added, “What tough clothespins!” Look how your lips began to swell! - and again she ordered, - Get on your knees! I immediately complied with the “request”, and the neighbor, as if nothing had happened, continued the conversation - So what's up with your physics?
- I'm good at physics!
- Well, not bad either! Now get on all fours!” the woman suddenly ordered and I obeyed again. Aunt Zh got to her feet and walked around me several times
- Now walk around! Just like that on all fours! Don’t get up!
“Where to?” I asked naively and Aunt Z. lightly spanked me on the butt and clarified
“Just walk around the room!” Go to the window, to the chair and come back again! While I was walking around the room on my paws, Aunt Zh. began to question me again
- Is Sveta also an excellent student?
- No!, - without stopping and continuing to walk on all fours, I answered and proudly clarified , - I study better than Svetka! And she even has C grades in her subjects!
“Well, you see how smart you are,” Aunt Zh praised me, and then suddenly asked, “Do clothespins between your legs get in the way?” Is there a lot of discomfort on the lips and in the pussy? Due to the sudden change in the topic of conversation, I again answered as honestly as possible
- Well, maybe just a little... - with these words I came close to Aunt Z and simply buried my head in her bare knees. I expected that the woman would step aside this time to let me through, but she didn’t, and I stopped and continued to stand on all fours at her feet. - I saw another girl coming to visit you. Your classmate?
- No, this is Yanka! Just a girl I know from school! We are preparing our homework together!
- What, they ask a lot? - With this question, Aunt Z ordered me again, - Get up on your feet! She even gave me her hand, helping me to get up, and then, for a while, she looked closely at my wrists again
- Natasha, your rope is absolutely not suitable for this. She's rough and leaves marks on you! What if mom, God forbid, sees? Although, if everything is done carefully... With these words, Aunt Zh. turned my back to her and briefly ordered
- Give your hands here! Yes, that's it! Put them behind your back! - the woman immediately very carefully began to tie my hands, with my own rope, and again, as if nothing had happened, she continued the “conversation”
- Are they asking so much or what? Aunt F was still tying me up, and I answered her
- When, how and depending on what subjects!
- Well, that’s great!, - the woman summed up, - Turn around! More! Now walk around the room! I started walking naked around the room again, only now with my hands tied behind my back! I don’t know how long I walked like this, because Aunt Zh finally stopped asking me about everything. Well, I, just as silently, just walked around the room in front of her. I walked to the window and back, because she didn’t stop me and didn’t tell me what to do next. But then the “landline” telephone in the apartment rang, I mechanically ran out into the corridor to answer and only then “realized” that I couldn’t do this, because my hands were still tied. You won’t believe it, but Aunt Z was immediately nearby and, picking up the phone and putting it to my ear, whispered with her lips: “Talk.” The call was from Svetka. A friend told me not to come today, that she couldn’t do it, and that I shouldn’t wait for her.
As soon as Aunt Zh. put the receiver back on the phone, it rang again. The second call was from my mom. My mother is a doctor by profession, a dentist, and usually came home by five o’clock, or at most half past five. Aunt Zh. again put the phone to my ear, and I started talking to my mother. Mom told me that today she would come home much later, that she had “work” today, and said that dad would also come later... While I was talking with my mother, Aunt Zhenya, with her free hand, began to run over my body again with just her fingertips, and since my hands were still tied behind my back, I could not prevent this in any way. Although to be honest, I didn't want her to stop. Then Aunt Z began to carefully remove the clothespins from my body. First, she removed the clothespins from her nipples, which were “pinched” very strongly, freeing herself from the “clamps.” Well, when she began to remove the clothespins from my labia, it “pinched” between my legs so much that in surprise I screamed loudly right into the phone. “Natasha, what happened there?!,” Mom immediately caught herself
“Nothing!... I just saw a spider!...,” I was not at a loss and continued to listen to my mother Having patiently waited for me to finish the conversation, Aunt Z hung up.
“So your parents will be late today?!” the woman summed up and I nodded my head in agreement, “Are you hungry?” Did you eat today? Mom will be back when she returns!
“Well, I haven’t eaten anything since school today,” I answered honestly
“Should I feed you?,” the woman unexpectedly suggested, “Will you come to visit me?” Thinking that this was still a continuation of the “game”, I nodded my head and Aunt Z began to untie my hands
- And throw on your mother’s robe! - and seeing my bewilderment, she added with a smile, - Or do you want to come up to me on the floor, naked and tied up?! I blushed like a lobster, but I still went to my mother’s bedroom and threw her dressing gown right over her naked body. And a minute later, I was already sitting in Aunt Z’s kitchen. The woman silently warmed up the borscht and put cutlets on the plate, which she took out of the refrigerator right in front of me. - Will you have some smoked fish? Very tasty. Mackerel!, - this was the first phrase that Aunt Z said to me from the moment I ended up in her apartment, - Tea? Coffee? What are you going to do?
The food smelled so delicious that I couldn’t resist
- I’ll do it all! And I’ll eat borscht and cutlets and mackerel! And tea, if possible! Aunt Z smiled, and for some reason I, embarrassed, asked her directly
- Aunt Zhenya, should I undress? And I’m naked under my robe!,” I clarified for some reason
The woman smiled again
“What, do you also eat completely naked at home?”
After these words, I was even more embarrassed and no longer asked stupid questions..... People, this story happened to me in childhood and I told it to you exactly as it all happened.
Now I’m still not completely sure whether this is worth posting for public viewing and it’s possible that this particular part of History, I don’t dare post it like that. But if you are reading it now, I would like to add that I had nothing else with Aunt Zhenya that day. Let me just say that lunch was so delicious that I also asked for a plate of borscht and ate a new portion of cutlets from the refrigerator. I don’t know, I think that my brutal appetite awoke precisely from the stressful situation. I will also say that Aunt Zhenya still sometimes came running to us, always barefoot and in her constant robe. At first I was very embarrassed during her visits, and then my feelings about what happened dulled. And now, when the woman was talking to my mother, I no longer ran to my room, but always hovered next to them in the kitchen....
I also confess to you that I myself came to Aunt Zhenya several times and rang her doorbell, but the woman never opened it to me. Moreover, she did not specifically fish me out, did not blackmail me, and did not remind me in any way that such a thing had happened between us. I’ll also admit to you that three, or even four times, I went up to the floor above and, stopping right in front of my neighbor’s door, opened my mother’s robe and stood naked in the entrance, in the hope that Aunt Zhenya would see me through the peephole and let me in to your apartment. But this, unfortunately or fortunately, never happened... Something like this…