To describe me a more sexy way, I have a huge round curvy ass which resembles that of a woman. I always love to show my ass to others but never got an... opportunity for anyone to touch it. Burning desire of mine is not yet fulfilled. I feel like being a slave to someone so that they can enjoy me when I am burning inside.This is one of my burning desires of slavery, humiliation, exhibitionism, public nudity etc. I divided the story in to two parts because of its length. Please bear with me while. Oh how he wanted me to take it all in. His body was twitching with anticipation of how good my throat would feel on the head of his cock. And I finally slid my lips and my hot mouth all the way down the shaft until his cock tickled my throat. He loves to feel that. I stroked his balls and fucked his cock with my mouth gently and slowly and he placed his hands on my head. As he ran his hands through my auburn red, curly, thick hair, he was very gentle and not pushy. But as his orgasm started to. ." Dave stated as he started to cut into his steak."Mmmmm...that does sound relaxing. Yes, you can give me a massage after dinner then." Helen softly breathed as she set her wine down to start in on her meal. She wondered exactly what Dave had in mind, but figured he would soon clue her in. It had been a couple of days since they'd last made love, so she could do with some loving tonight.After finishing their meal with the usual chit-chat between a husband and wife - each asking about the. In the meantime, I could find someone congenial to share my bed. Oh, by the way – frigid? I don’t hold that ‘frigidity’ is always the woman’s fault. But Dad made sure I knew my way round a woman’s body thanks to some training from our local Madame – Madam Anastasiya. Eleanor wouldn’t allow me to get her ready for sex. Oral was ‘dirty’, and I wasn’t allowed to handle her. As a result sex was, at best, uncomfortable and perfunctory. The Training Centre, I gathered, would change that.So, as I left.