The Wishing Bracelet
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Ankle Bracelet free porn video
I love my ankle bracelet. I actually haven’t had it that long. I never had one when they were in real fashion some years ago. I thought they were a bit slutty. But I recently changed my mind. I think they are sexy. So I got one, and I really love it.
My best friend says it makes me look cheap.
I don’t think so. I love it. It has given me self confidence; I don’t know why it just has.
I would never have dreamed of having one whilst I was married. We were far too prim and proper as a couple. But once I had had a couple of indiscrete affairs with my tennis coach and one of my k**’s best friends dad, and his brother (that is the k**’s dad’s brother) at a fund raising BBQ a couple of years back, the marriage was as good as over.
I am much happier alone. I wasn’t really all that free and easy when I was married and in fact the three men I had sex with were the only three and each time was so spontaneous I can hardly explain why I left the straight and narrow.
But recently I have started having a far greater desire for a variety of sexual partners. I like the feel of a new body, new lips, new smells new experiences.
It was a few weeks ago that I was at the famous south coast resort with all those chic trendy boutiques and I saw this gold chain for the ankle in a shop window and I knew I must have it. I have been wearing it ever since.
I especially like it under tights/stockings. I have to admit it does make me look somewhat tarty, and she was right a bit cheap too. I love that, the way men look at me with anticipation, and women with a kind of contempt. Just for being cheap and tarty. It’s a good feeling.
I have taken to wearing tight black skirts that finish a bit above the knees. You know the kind, the ones common office girls wear. The office girls that make eyes at all the men, cross their legs showing a bit too much thigh and lick their lips slowly in front of the boys and when the boys try it on they flash their tiny diamond engagement rings to reject them.
That sort of black skirt.
So tight it totally contours the backside and any lines not entirely flat at the front.
I wear close fitting tops, sleeveless, as tight as I can manage without being in a size too small. I want every curve on show. I always wear black stockings or tights, depends on my mood. And around my ankle is my sweet sexy chain.
I can more or less get a new man every night if I want, and quite often I do. I try not to keep my sexual partners for more than two or three evening’s entertainment. I like them fresh and keen.
I play the boys like a great pianist plays a concert grand, and they serve me well.
What I like most about my ankle chain is how it jiggles about with a life of its own when I am on my back, legs apart in the air, and my man is taking advantage of my charms. I whisper to him to go faster and harder, to drive deeper into me. I wrap my arms around him and rake his back with my nails and then caress his neck to encourage this.
All the time I keep my eye on my chain, watching it dance around my ankle and lower calf as he pounds into me between my legs.
I hate it when it works to far up my leg and gets stuck on my calf. I have to kick my legs about or put them on the bed and gyrate to loosen it. He thinks it is him turning me on or making me cum, but that isn’t it, well not usually. I am just dislodging the jewellery.
I find watching my chain whilst having sex on my back hypnotic and erotic.
I told my best friend and she said I had gone nuts and was kinky.
And I told her that she may well be right. However, I said to her that whilst we are out all I need do is look at my ankle and it makes me recall my last lover and that makes me hot. Very hot and often dampens me down there.
She wasn’t impressed.
When I just had got it and I was at home on my own, I stripped from the waist down. I sat up and drew my feet close to me and caressed the foot and then the ankle were the chain resided. I stroked the chain slowly with the tip of my fingers and then with the palm of my hand. It became like a sandwich filling between my leg and my hand. It was making me hot to play with my chain whilst I was so exposed. So with my other hand I reached between my legs. It was sizzling between my love lips and drenched too.
I continued to stroke the chain with one hand and fingered my crotch with the other. I barely had to touch my sensitive love button, I came really hard, gasping and moaning and breaking out into a cold sweat.
I was really gasping. Really gasping for air. It was a wonderful sensation not like any other time I had masturbated and played with myself. If I would have seen a scene like this in a porn film I would have thought it absurd. But my ankle chain is a definite turn on when I wear it. I think I will get a video camera and film myself playing simultaneously with the chain and the hole between my legs, what do you think? Would you like to see me stroke my chain whilst I insert two fingers into my wet love tunnel?
Stupid question, you’re a bad boy and I already know you would love to see me play with myself like that.
For the last few weeks, when I don’t bring a man home to look after my needs I always have a solo session stroking my chain and fingering myself. Sometimes I have a solo session even when I do bring a man home. After we have sex, he will inevitably drop off to sleep for a while, I wear them out you know, and then I play with myself, sometimes.
I hope I am not the only one that is so obsessed with an inanimate object. And even if I am, so what?
My best friend says it makes me look cheap.
I don’t think so. I love it. It has given me self confidence; I don’t know why it just has.
I would never have dreamed of having one whilst I was married. We were far too prim and proper as a couple. But once I had had a couple of indiscrete affairs with my tennis coach and one of my k**’s best friends dad, and his brother (that is the k**’s dad’s brother) at a fund raising BBQ a couple of years back, the marriage was as good as over.
I am much happier alone. I wasn’t really all that free and easy when I was married and in fact the three men I had sex with were the only three and each time was so spontaneous I can hardly explain why I left the straight and narrow.
But recently I have started having a far greater desire for a variety of sexual partners. I like the feel of a new body, new lips, new smells new experiences.
It was a few weeks ago that I was at the famous south coast resort with all those chic trendy boutiques and I saw this gold chain for the ankle in a shop window and I knew I must have it. I have been wearing it ever since.
I especially like it under tights/stockings. I have to admit it does make me look somewhat tarty, and she was right a bit cheap too. I love that, the way men look at me with anticipation, and women with a kind of contempt. Just for being cheap and tarty. It’s a good feeling.
I have taken to wearing tight black skirts that finish a bit above the knees. You know the kind, the ones common office girls wear. The office girls that make eyes at all the men, cross their legs showing a bit too much thigh and lick their lips slowly in front of the boys and when the boys try it on they flash their tiny diamond engagement rings to reject them.
That sort of black skirt.
So tight it totally contours the backside and any lines not entirely flat at the front.
I wear close fitting tops, sleeveless, as tight as I can manage without being in a size too small. I want every curve on show. I always wear black stockings or tights, depends on my mood. And around my ankle is my sweet sexy chain.
I can more or less get a new man every night if I want, and quite often I do. I try not to keep my sexual partners for more than two or three evening’s entertainment. I like them fresh and keen.
I play the boys like a great pianist plays a concert grand, and they serve me well.
What I like most about my ankle chain is how it jiggles about with a life of its own when I am on my back, legs apart in the air, and my man is taking advantage of my charms. I whisper to him to go faster and harder, to drive deeper into me. I wrap my arms around him and rake his back with my nails and then caress his neck to encourage this.
All the time I keep my eye on my chain, watching it dance around my ankle and lower calf as he pounds into me between my legs.
I hate it when it works to far up my leg and gets stuck on my calf. I have to kick my legs about or put them on the bed and gyrate to loosen it. He thinks it is him turning me on or making me cum, but that isn’t it, well not usually. I am just dislodging the jewellery.
I find watching my chain whilst having sex on my back hypnotic and erotic.
I told my best friend and she said I had gone nuts and was kinky.
And I told her that she may well be right. However, I said to her that whilst we are out all I need do is look at my ankle and it makes me recall my last lover and that makes me hot. Very hot and often dampens me down there.
She wasn’t impressed.
When I just had got it and I was at home on my own, I stripped from the waist down. I sat up and drew my feet close to me and caressed the foot and then the ankle were the chain resided. I stroked the chain slowly with the tip of my fingers and then with the palm of my hand. It became like a sandwich filling between my leg and my hand. It was making me hot to play with my chain whilst I was so exposed. So with my other hand I reached between my legs. It was sizzling between my love lips and drenched too.
I continued to stroke the chain with one hand and fingered my crotch with the other. I barely had to touch my sensitive love button, I came really hard, gasping and moaning and breaking out into a cold sweat.
I was really gasping. Really gasping for air. It was a wonderful sensation not like any other time I had masturbated and played with myself. If I would have seen a scene like this in a porn film I would have thought it absurd. But my ankle chain is a definite turn on when I wear it. I think I will get a video camera and film myself playing simultaneously with the chain and the hole between my legs, what do you think? Would you like to see me stroke my chain whilst I insert two fingers into my wet love tunnel?
Stupid question, you’re a bad boy and I already know you would love to see me play with myself like that.
For the last few weeks, when I don’t bring a man home to look after my needs I always have a solo session stroking my chain and fingering myself. Sometimes I have a solo session even when I do bring a man home. After we have sex, he will inevitably drop off to sleep for a while, I wear them out you know, and then I play with myself, sometimes.
I hope I am not the only one that is so obsessed with an inanimate object. And even if I am, so what?
Alma
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