No total bondage; either legs or arms must be free at all times. (Yes, I want to be able to kick Him in the balls if I need to — or fight back some ...ther way.) No blindfolds. No gags. Safeword. (We’ll talk about safewords below.)You are the one who drops these temporary limits — one at a time or all together — as you get comfortable and feel you can trust the Man. You may even decide to drop them in the first session. But use your head, and listen to your gut, in deciding when to drop them, not. Once, when I was about 19 years old, I was going to my bedroom and as I passed my mothers room I noticed the door ajar and as I glanced I saw my mother in the gap between the door and the frame, she was getting undressed.I froze when I saw her dressed only in high heels, pantyhose and a bra, as I watched she removed the bra and her breasts came free and I became weak at the knees, they were magnificent, not real big, just right, with the most beautiful nipples I had ever seen.Even though she. Rating: NC-17Disclaimer: Only own the other character, which will remain nameless. That's right, no Jan! Now you can imagine YOURSELF in the story... if you're male. Feedback: Pretty please? *puppy dog eyes* Even if it shocked you, or it was totally ridiculous.Note: This will be very different from the other fics. I won't disclose any other name, and will write in first-person. I couldn't believe it when I heard it. My sister had found a new boyfriend. He was so sweet, she kept telling me over. She had applied a small, tasteful amount of makeup.“So...” I said shyly, not even sure if I should take my shoes off.“So,” She replied with a silly grin, then tackled me against the backside of her front door, pulling my face down to hers for an intense kiss.I put my hands around her tiny waist, pulling her hips against me as she darted her tongue deftly against my lips. Her intensity was already at a 9 out of 10.I came up for air, resting my forehead against hers. Both of us were practically.