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This is my story. I'm Clea. I'm 29 years old. I live next to the sea and work in
a small shop in town.
It's a quiet job and I like it.
He's Nick, my boyfriend.
He's the love of my life.
Even when he's messing around, I know I can't live without him.
And I do love having sex with him. It makes me feel like I'm in heaven.
Well... That's all.
That's the life of Clea.
But there's big news.
You know, there's never enough money.
So I was looking for a second job, just for the weekend.
I read a job announcement.
It was for a bartender, and the money was really good.
Then I met the boss.
Well, I didn't know it was a striptease bar, but what's the problem?
I just have to work at the bar, and my clothes will stay on.
It's finally my birthday.
The best day of the year.
Nick took me to the beach, even if it's not summer yet.
I love to lay down on the sand, eating strawberries and drinking wine.
And there was a gift too.
But Nick is crazy.
It's a super sexy swimsuit.
Oh, I can't wait till summer.
I want to try it on now.
I feel so sexy.
And I think Nick thinks the same.
And this birthday is over.
It's Saturday and I have to go to the clubs.
It's been a wonderful day. The beach, the sun, Nick's gift, and that amazing
with him.
I feel so good.
I can't stop thinking about it.
Everything is going well at the shop.
So good that my boss hired another girl.
That's great.
I could rest some time during the long day.
She's called Talia, a Ukrainian girl.
She's professional and very nice too.
I'm happy to have her as a new colleague.
That night I immediately told Nick about what I saw in Talia's bag.
Well, honestly, I didn't really understand.
It seemed a collar.
Maybe she has a dog.
But it was too big.
Maybe she has a big dog.
So the next day I wanted to talk with Talia about what I found in my bag.
I was sure she put it there, but I wanted to understand why.
And, yes, it was her.
And she started to tell me about how she and her boyfriend loved BDSM games.
I've never done anything like that.
So she asked me if I wanted to try something light next Sunday afternoon.
It would only be with her, since her boyfriend works on the weekends.
So, why not?
Let's see.
I don't know what I'm going to do, but am I crazy?
I've been with Nick forever, but this girl and her world are driving me crazy.
She has a lot of accessories and toys.
I've never been tied up, and now Talia is doing that, and I can't stop her.
I'm liking what's happening.
Hmm.
Um...
I'm sorry.
Thank you.
Mmm.
Thank you.
My God, I can't believe it.
And now I don't know what to say to Talia.
Yesterday I left without saying anything. Well, thank God she's a very
Tonight I saw a guy delivering beers.
I've never seen him before. I don't know. He's so nice.
But... What's happening?
The following day I could only think about that guy.
The way he kissed me. And the way he touched me.
It was like I was flying.
I got really wet.
And I'd like to go back to that moment now.
Poor
Nick.
He can't imagine what I'm thinking about right now.
Amen.
Hmm.
Amen.
Oh my.
Oh my.
Oh dear.
Thank you.
Nick was looking at a video on his phone.
It was a girl, a very young girl wearing a tiny bikini.
What the hell?
Why is he looking at that?
I wanted to understand why he was enjoying it so much.
And, honestly, I started to enjoy it too.
Last night I dreamt about that girl.
And when I woke up, my pussy was so wet.
I want to meet her, but I don't have any contact details.
Let's try to send her a message.
It's crazy, but I'm starting to feel obsessed by her.
I didn't get any reply.
Well, maybe she's too busy.
What? Oh, my God. A message from her.
She's happy I liked her videos.
She wants to be sure I'm a girl.
In the days that followed, we continued texting.
Talking about lots of things.
Clothes, vacations, music.
She looked very nice.
Then I asked her to meet up for a drink.
I wanted to know more about her videos.
Then here we are.
On a windy afternoon, I finally meet her.
She's here, just in front of me. And she looks better than in the videos.
She asked me to come to her house the following day, just to show me how she
does her videos.
I really can't wait.
She lives in a house with some other young models.
Each of them has a room where they shoot these videos.
I was so excited to be there, so close to her.
She looks very natural, not like a big star.
Then she suddenly got completely undressed in front of me.
That was the point of no return.
I knew that I couldn't resist her anymore.
She talked to the camera like she does every day, but I wasn't listening to
I was only trying to resist, but I couldn't.
Amen.
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