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For once not explain a story of sex and violence If not a funny story ... or it seems to me

As a friend of mine who lives in Latin America, he had made a reduction of tits and almost loses the nipple, because they cut it, reshape the breast, and paste it ... and of course, is a delicate thing. I remember seeing him on TV ... cut the nipple along the line of points (points that have drawn them first), they take it like a wilted flower, reshape the breast, and put back in its rightful place.

But in the case of my friend, the nipple was not well irrigated and almost dropped ... but the end was not dropped, it was inverted (ie, instead of going out proudly, he was tucked inward ). And its embarrassing nipple has it sad. Total, that talking about and others will say that an investor sold in Spain nipples, and that it had found a well-known in the English Court, and asks me if I can get. Well, I see me in the English Court of Castellana, Department of beauty products, asking a clerk if you have an investor of nipples, which I do not know what it's like, but I have asked ... of course ... ... investment investor ... nipples ... has ... set of taboo words. The clerk looked at me like a pervert that would open the front of her raincoat. No, we do not have that here. And he knows where I can find? I did not. As it is in small appliances ...

And there I was. Neither had, although he had advised the clerk that I was going to be a man who looked serious, but surely wanted something unusual, because he had spoken of investment and nipples ... I get there and as if by chance there was a guard security in the area.

But I had time to analyze my question, try to understand it, and sent me to the most senior clerk to answer. A very kind lady, but looking like a dominatrix and a little mustache told me to go to the Department of mom ...

There I go, I explain excusing my ignorance, and speaking of nipples, a subsidiary there tells me not afraid of anything, but in general are rather the women who buy these things, give it to me, and I 'm happy with my purchase

Commenting on my odyssey with a friend, tells me she also has the inverted nipple, and if you buy one with it. So I return to my favorite dependent, and ask another. And I says, "have said that there is a nipple boxes, and boxes for two nipples, which are cheaper, give me that I have sold, and the change."

And I answer: "because it will be no, they are for different people." It was a little stop, will seek another box, looks at me very seriously, and hands it to me like a pervert.

And it is my fate ...

After a few months, such was the confidence he had, which I do not care that Rachel saw how I masturbated. It is the only person in this world who has seen me do and many times. Face up, touching her breasts, after having received so much pleasure, I masturbated with my hand. And I found pleasure in doing so in different ways for her to see. I asked him not to look. At first, she closed her eyes but at times he would open and I smiled.

From the outset I said I did not care that I looked, but it took two or three sessions to do so outright. Since then no longer closed. With her smile, their faces, sometimes with a slight laugh, encouraged me. One day, at the end of a massage, he confessed that he liked to watch and I realized that for me was part of the pleasure, and became more intense. The massage had begun very seriously, it had become the greatest pleasure I have ever seen.

I still remember and I curse the hour that I could not control myself and in a very unconscious, maybe not, many sleepless nights I imagined that she touched his genitals and masturbated me, when I was rubbing his belly, took her hand and closed over the penis with my hand on him. Rachel pulled out immediately and became very angry. The massage ended as usual, but Rachel was not looking or smiling at me.

Before I left I apologized. But she said before returning the call, because I was not sure she wanted to continue with the massages. And when I called I said no, not again. That was in January 2009. A few days ago, when he planned to write this story, which is entirely real, I have called back but does not answer the phone. Yesterday I called my friend who introduced me and told me he is no longer in Barcelona, ​​which has gone with her son to a town in Andalusia, where his mother, who is very old and dying. Rachel was a single mother. Probably will remain to live on their land.

This story made me think about another, this much older-I am a mature man, when a friend of mine married, older than me, asked me several times he touched the breasts and caressed her nipples because her husband it did and when I called, lasted a moment. He went straight to the point, he said. Now I know why I asked what I learned from her to do and I've always worked with women. I did not know before I met Rachel, was that I could enjoy as much or more than them. Then I know, but unfortunately, I have also discovered that very few women, but very few!, You know, touching the nipples of a man and take him to the stars.

Lately, I have tocármelos myself because at this point, I go from failure to failure. Furthermore, it is the same. For that, a woman is even more necessary than for masturbation.

September 2009.

This is a story received. The hang up without touching a coma, as I have received the names used by the author, although I looked for photos that I found most suitable, and the cut in three installments, with the proper length.

so begins
This is a true story. It happened over a year and a half and ended in January this year. My fault. Sometimes thoughtless acts that end with an experience that had already entered your life as important. At the end of history will understand what I mean.

It all started at a dinner of marriage when a husband said that since a few weeks ago went to a masseuse who calmed his nerves and gave her strength to return to the maelstrom of everyday life. As usual, it happened comments on what you should do a masseuse and the usual jokes, which were saves when he said she was a mature person, about 50 years, very competent and not advertised in newspapers, because it allowed only when the customer had an acquaintance. It was a serious massage. To speak with his wife, no one hesitated. In addition, his wife would also be massages occasionally.

The next morning the phone asked me to provide access to the masseuse and gave me his number. I will not say his name (his full name because it appeared in several diplomas hanging on the wall of the massage room), but to name it somehow we'll call Rachel. When I called my friend had already put on record. After a few days, I showed up at the agreed time and gave me a full body massage, face down first, then face up (except the genitals). It was really serious and high quality. We look for the following week. So, I booked an hour every Wednesday morning and went without incident happening massage. We did not talk much. The massages were long and variable duration, not for more than five massages a day. At the end of each massage was a peculiar thing: I was wondering what you liked, what does not, what notabas missing, and so on. and pointed in a tab open in your name, but to keep the intimacy was an assumed name (for example, I called Santi III, because he had two other clients older than me with the same name that came to mind give). He said, the masseuse has to conform to the tastes of the customer are different and often contradictory.

On the fourth or fifth massage, I do not remember exactly, at the end of each side (face down, face up), spent a short period of time (perhaps one or two minutes) through their fingers very gently, like caressing the entire body, except naturally the genitals. When he asked me to write it down on the massage on my tab, I told him I had late strokes liked and wished that lasted longer. He said no problem, but warned me that under no circumstances touch the genitals me, that was strictly prohibited. I accepted. The truth is that he passed his hands along the inside of the thighs, it was inevitable that sometimes brush against the bag of balls, but there was nothing.

Following the massage, caresses lasted longer. I did see where I liked more sighs and gasps, timidly at first, but seeing that he accepted without problems and had the effect that strokes are located more especially in the most erotic for me, I began to accompany the sighs words to tell you what I liked to do. After finishing the massage, I said I knew very well and pat you grateful that it lasted a good while. He also mentioned that my favorite parts were the buttocks, legs and especially the nipples, which no one had touched me and had noticed a very special taste when he passed his hand over them. To my surprise, he said:

- Is that men think that is women and that depends more on the people, the sex of each. Some men are very sensitive and some not, and the same goes for women. Some clients ask me to insist there and I have no problem. The only thing I ask is that you can touch the genitals and you should never do is touch me for me, not even close. Everything else is part of the massage.

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