Unlike my wife, she understood me. The deeper, visceral, sexual me.
That was apparent right from the start.
I’d seen her on social media and her wit and intelligence were magnetic. She was special and there was something about her tweets that struck a chord with me.
And her arse, of course. So tight. So smooth. So perfect.
And that look in her eyes.
She then announced in a deliciously cheeky post that she was opening an account on I’m Yours—that site where models post videos and photos for subscribers. I signed up, I suppose I had to and started to send her messages.
I couldn’t believe it when she replied. Indeed, from that very first message of hers, there seemed an instant connection between us.
Now don’t get me wrong, my wife is an honest and decent woman. She’s gregarious, an achiever; pretty, too. But sex with her has never had rocket fuel. Not that she’s ever complained. She always comes on our Sunday morning fucks. So do I, even though every fuck is pretty much the same.
But I’ve always needed more, sexually. And the messages she sent on I’m Yours revealed a far deeper understanding of male sexuality—my sexuality.
Unlike my wife, she knew that I liked, needed, a partner who could be dominant. She knew I wanted a woman to be in control, but she also appreciated that I wanted to call the shots some of the time.
We chatted about some of my fantasies, which turned out to be her fantasies, too. Only she actually lived some of them out. She liked being a performer and liked to strip. I liked to watch. She was a real lingerie fan. And there’s truly nothing that turns me on more than a really hot woman in beautiful lingerie.
So I sent her this...
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