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Hard sex. BDSM - Юрий Буреве

Hard sex. BDSM

Страниц

50

Год

2024

Если вас отталкивает грязный секс, то эта книга не для вас. Она не о романтических свиданиях под светом луны. "Жесткий секс. BDSM" — это погружение в мир, где сливаются власть, подчинение, боль и желание, создавая невообразимую симфонию. Герои этой книги оживают на страницах, каждый из них имеет свою уникальную историю, в ней говорится о поиске границ, доверии и трансформации.

Этот роман представляет собой сборник искренних рассказов, где на стыке эротики и психологии читателей ждёт увлекательное путешествие в пространство, где разрушаются табу и истинная сущность раскрывается без ограничений. Среди ярких сцен, напряжённых моментов и трогательных откровений Юрий Буреве мастерски раскрывает нюансы отношений и изображает эмоциональную глубину, скрытую за внешними образами.

Каждая история — это не просто физическая связь, а экстраординарный взлет эмоций, борьба с внутренними демонами и принятие своей истинной природы. Читатель погружается в лабиринт человеческих желаний и страхов, где каждая страница открывает новые горизонты самопознания и осмысления значимости связи между людьми.

Эта книга призывает нас исследовать не только грани чувственности, но и нашу способность к эмпатии и пониманию. В мире, заполненном предрассудками, "Жесткий секс. BDSM" становится смелым шагом к принятию неизведанных сторон жизни и отношений. Если вы готовы к этому откровению, приглашаю вас отправиться в это захватывающее путешествие!

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Chapter 1. Acceptance

The end of June brought an unexpected cold snap, which was a complete surprise for most residents of the city. This was quite a challenge for ice cream sellers, as well as for girls who bought a huge number of thin dresses with large cutouts on the chest and back for the summer. Now I had to dress in rather warm clothes, close to those that are worn in spring and dressed in autumn.

Natalia had finished her work day and was currently walking around the city. The clothes she was wearing were quite comfortable, although it was more like a long, tight-fitting sweater.

Her long hair, which developed into several small, large curls after being curled, bounced as she moved and looked like vines that descend from a tall and slender tree.

The dress she was wearing clung to her figure so that her legs were visually so long that they seemed to meet, if not in the area of the ears, but in the area of the navel, and this is very likely.

The dark dress over her fair skin, which was reddened in places from the recent heat, contrasted and emphasized her figure even more.

The legs, after years of training in the gym, inspired awe and excitement, and when passing stairs, they strained so that small veins were visible, and the buttocks could not fit in one line and constantly pushed each of the halves in the opposite direction.

The deep neckline on the chest covered the breasts just above the nipple line, and sometimes they fell out, which caused negative emotions on the part of the female staff of the journalism department.

If there were any men in the team, they were more often on the road, and they came to the editorial office no more than two or three times a month.

Male attention was thus absent for her, and she tried to compensate for this by taking evening walks around the city center, going to cafes, drinking various soft drinks and ordering salads.

She didn't like vegetables very much, but she ate for a figure that she was more careful about than keeping her computer's hard drive clean at work.

The cool weather forced her to go to a clothing store today to keep warm. There was no extra money for a cafe, so now she found a convenient solution for showing off her stunning figure and getting to know men on occasion.

They appeared in her life, but also quickly disappeared. They were afraid of her beauty, that they would not be happy, and she would start cheating on them. But there were those who were afraid that they would not be able to meet all her needs in life, and that such a diamond would require a really expensive setting.

More often, after meeting and meeting her, they had her either in the car, or, if in the evening, in parks. There was one case when she was fucked right in her own entrance after the guy walked her home.

Neighbors who saw this picture passed by, as voices could be heard from afar as they went up to the seventh floor without an elevator, her words, and that she was not a victim:

– Come on, fuck, deeper, ah-ah-ah…

After that, she tried to stay out of sight of the neighbors, and when she heard someone coming in or out on the landing, she sat down on the bellboy's chair and waited until there was silence.

But after they attended the event after a corporate party at work, saw her in the same dress as now, could not resist and fucked her together in the corridor of the editorial office, when almost everyone left closer to nine in the evening, she stopped being afraid of the corridors and sometimes began to wait for the neighbors to come out and go to this at the same time, she was deliberately walking on the edge of a knife, provoking sideways glances.

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