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Like a lot of us, I have had different partners that enjoyed different aspects of sex and have never met two who enjoyed the same things. For me this has really been hard. If I can not tell you the name of every woman I have been with I can tell you where and when I met her. There weren't that many.
I guess because I moved a lot as a child and continued to do so as an adult it made it hard to develope skills to comunicate with other people and especially girls and women. The only thing that made it easy for me to talk to people was booze. When I stopped drinking I had to learn how to talk to people. People think it's hard to be an actor. Yeah, it's a lot of work, it is. But I always realized that people didn't come to see me they came to see the character so it never worried me. Give me a stage and I can shine but one on one and I'm scared shit less. I have been told by more than one woman that, "I don't give any thing away." Meaning that I never show emotions, I hide them and bury them and I hate it. You have no idea how hard it is for me to accept a compliment.
So being like that always made it difficult for me to come out and ask or tell a woman what I liked in sex. Sure I explored and pressed to see how far she would go during sex but there was never one woman who would do all the things I wanted to. That is until now. I may not and will not give her name or contact info that is one of the agreements we reached about this story, it is not a review.
I am going to call her "Cora", I chose this name from the Spanish word Corazon (?) meaning heart. There is a coliquoal (?) term "Corinio"(?) which mean little heart or sweetheart.
She's a pretty brunette about 5' 6" and she likes to wear 4" heels when she dresses for the night. I don't know how much she weighs but I know it is more than it looks. She looks like she has a little baby fat but she is hard as a rock, not athletic looking, she's a professonal driver. She's got the brightest smile I have ever seen and her eyes have brown irises and hazel pupils and do they sparkle when she smiles. She's 34 C - 26 -36 and has some great legs and a cute butt. Smiles easily and likes to laugh and joke and talks about any thing. She grew up in a commercial fishing family.
The first time I met her was when I went to Vancouver to go zip lining and found her and one other woman who was willing to go with me but I chose Cora because of her age. She was older than 19.
I met her the morning we were to go zip lining and we left around 10 AM to head to Whistler from Vancouver. She was wearing black tight strech pants. Althetic warmth pants that wick away moisture, it was cold and raining and we were going into the mountains. I love those pants, they hug her body like a glove and show off every curve and fold on her body. Talk about pants that show off a woman's legs and butt. She was wearing a silver/grey jacket with a hood and she welcomed me with a bright smile and a firm handshake. I like that in a woman.
We quickly jumped into the car and she was driving to Whistler. I hadn't to been to Vancouver since I rode my Harley there when I was 23. They still have the KOA campground at which I spent a night and believe me, Vancouver was a lot smaller. The road to Whistler was almost completely under construction. The Winter Olympics will be there in 2010 when I was there it was a 2 lane asphalt road with signs that said, "Look Out for Logging Trucks." I thought that was great, through out the states it was "Watch for Logging Trucks", a few times I had to pull over to give the right of way to a truck at a bridge. The truckers always waved like I was doing them a favor. Hell, I didn't wanta get squashed, they are big trucks. Never forget the 1st time I saw logging being done by a heliocopter.
I recognized a few places and mentioned some spots and wasn't to far off. We stopped at a coffee shop in a small town where I had stopped before. When we got to Whistler I was completly blown away. It was nothing the 1st time I was there and now it's a small city. The road ended at Pemberton and I camped at Narin Falls, heating the glacier run off, in a mess kit in order to wash off. I jumped in the water once and I swear my feet never touched it as I flew out. The road to Lake Louise was closed to traffic during the week, open only for logging, a dirt road, now it's almost a highway.
We arrived in Whistler early and found the parking lot we were to park in and started searching for the Zip trek place. It's a lot of fun following directions which say "we're under the so & so bar". Hell, bars are the main focus in that village. We found the one we were looking for and no office. They had moved it upstairs. So we go back upstairs and find the place, we're early, told to come back in 15 min and we're off exploring the place.
There's a light rain, clouds, grey skies and very few people about. I guess we got there before the rest of the village did. We go back to the zip place and we're still early so we wait and listen to another group get their instructions and check out some store and then it's our turn.
Cora and I are placed in a group with 3 college girls and 3 guides. The girls were from different countries but traveling around as a group that were going to the same school. It was really nice. Our guides were a crazy Aussie, a wacked out Kiwi and a really nice and patient young woman from Vancouver. She was like the mom of the group, she even told me to behave! We're going zip lining not tree climbing. oh, well, what can I say, I'm only 1. From the very begining all I want to know is how do I get inverted? Upside down, that's how I like to fly.
I do fly prop military aircraft in dog fights and I love to go inverted. You have to know how to do it, in a dog fight, sometimes it it the only way to save your self and a lot of people don't like it I do. In flying there's a saying: IYACYAT, if you ain't cheatin you ain't tryin. I always try.
We do a few test zips so every one can get familiar with the gear and what you are supossed to do and then an oral exam to make sure we listened. This is also an ecco tour so they teach a lot about the rain forest very interesting, said the doctor. We load up in a van and are off for our first tour.
It was a great time and our guides were fantastic. We were all laughing and telling jokes and stories and I kept crashing into trees. Damn it, just tell me how to get inverted.
I don't know if it was because of me or that Cora and the other girls started asking but we were, finally, told how to get inverted and I was the 1st one to go, after the guide. Knees to nipples was how our Canadian guide told us, changes your center of gravity and you flip down bring your knees back to your nipples and you'll pop up. Easy. Cora smiled and said I should be able to remember that.
I had my camera and was taking pictures a lot of them with Cora in them. She told me that was fine as along as she got copies of them all and I could not post any that cleary showed her face after she saw them she said they were fine. Some times I was taking pictures of her and a lot of the photos were of her being hooked up to the line and being out-fitted in the gear we were wearing. One of the guides saw them and said they should have pictures like that to show people exactly what went on and how safe they were, in their shop. Cora then said I should let her have the camera so she could take pictures of me.
The pictures that I posted were all taken by a professional photog that climbs the mountain to specific spots to take pictures. In some of them I am trying to go inverted and can't. If you look closely you will see a rope in front of me and one behind me, they kept hooking me up so I couldn't get inverted. The pictures I have of me going inverted were all taken by Cora and are still on my camera.
We get to this one zip and it is 1100 meters long and the guide looks at me and says, "This is the one you've been waiting for. No photogs and no one around but us. Go fo it". He goes 1st, a guide always went 1st. They'd check the line and set up the braking system and be there to help or catch us if we needed help. Cora puts her arm around me and un-zips the pocket of my jacket and sticks her hand in, I'm kinda confused and she smiles, pulls out her hand and the camera and states, "I've got the camera, you have your fun!"
I jump and, immediately, go inverted, I'm flying through the air looking up at the river spinning and yelling and laughing and all of a sudden I realize I'm getting the shit beat out of me by branches and limbs. Time to go up! I'm going so fast the break doesn't stop me and I walk up the landing platform, up the stairs to the disconnecting spot. Like I know what I'm doing and the guide and I are busting up. It's a good thing we were both still hooked up because I think we both would have fallen off laughing.
Cora is next over and she comes up to me smiling and laughing, gives me a light punch and calls me, "Show off", gives me a hug and a kiss. That was nice. 3rd hug and first kiss. That may not sound like much but you don't know me, I am painfully shy around women. We do one more short zip and we're at the pick up spot for the van. I'm walking behind Cora and I tell her I enjoy watching her walk. She giggles and wiggles her butt and keeps walking. What I wanted to tell her was I loved how the harness outlined her cutle little ass and the straps between her thighs out-lined her pussy that I just wanted to reach between her legs and rub her pussy. But I didn't. Cora is the first escort I have seen since I turned 20 in Bangkok on R&R and just like with any woman I don't know what to say.
We finish our 1st tour and have about 2 hrs before the second one and the guides all agree on one spot. The Irish Pub. So off we go to the pub for lunch. We had a great lunch and then went to the hotel to check in. Wow, am I impressed. The place was fantastic when I booked the room I did not realized what hotel I was checking into. I had been talking to the group at Whislter who set up the zip tours and they also offered hotels. I'm not stupid, take a package it costs less. But this place was fantastic.
I booked a one room suite. I'm expecting a room with a small seperate sitting area, a TV and wet bar what I got was a master bed with a king bed, closets a seperate washroom, a seperate kitchen and eating area and a small den. This place was bigger than my 1st house. The room heater, as opposed to the central heat, was a gas log fireplace. If I had know the kitchen was going to be fully equipted I would've gone to the store and made diner for us. I am an expert chef. But, that room, I would have been happy to spend the rest of the day and night with Cora there. Quick check out of every thing quick unload of luggage and back to the tour. Cora mentioned the hotels were set up mainly for skiiers the reason for all the room.
We get back for our 2nd tour and are both disappointed, our guides from the 1st tour will not be with us on this tour. And that was too bad. Our second guides were good but more focused on the rules still we had a great time and the 2500 meter line was fantastic but they would not let me go inverted. You get going so fast that the wind spins you around. Walking back from the last zip to the office we saw a bunch of medical and evac equiptment. Whistler has a BMX course that you can not get me on and some one had been injuried. The guides inform us that there are more injuries from that sport than all the others, at Whistler, combined. Tired, beat and full of excitment we make our way back to the hotel and inquire about a resturant.
The conciere mentions several and then mentions a local place that has a special. All the locals go there and it is not, yet, widely know. The conciere confides that he believes it to be the best so I ask him to check for reservations. He does, we have 8pm reservations that gives us an hour and half to get ready. Damn, where does the time go. Niether Cora or I remember the name but if I get back up to Whistler I'm going to that resturant.
The resturant was easy to miss, not a bunch of lights. It is a 2 story building with the eating area on the 2nd floor. The entry way is on the first floor, in the back of the building, with the door way opening into a small area that is softly lit, has a display case and an old fashion telephone booth with a door. We walk up stairs, I give my name and we are seated right in front of the fire place. I pulled Cora's seat back helped with her coat and was pretty shocked that our waiter didn't do that, I thought that was part of their job. It was when I was a waiter. But I could see that Cora appericated it and that was all I cared about.
The special was a 5 course meal, you could select from the items listed but you either took the special or ordered seperately. It was an easy choice. The special was easy to choose but all the options were mind numbing. There was food listed that I have never had, food that I have never been able to get to turn out right I knew this was going to be a great diner. We talk about what we're going to have and as I'm ordering I change my meal. After the waiter left Cora asks why I changed my mind. I replied that if I had ribs I would have to lick my fingers Cora smiled and says, "I'd love to see you lick your fingers." We eat, talk and laugh and I'm sitting across from her and realized I've got a hard on. With all the injuries, operations and nerve damage I had I thought this was a thing of the past! I'm feeling like a kid in 5th grade who the teacher has just called on to come to the front of the class. Cora has me going up and down just like a yo-yo. We finish diner and I ask Cora if she would like some coffee or desert or would like to do something else? She smiles and says,"you're the boss."
I look for our waiter and she excuses herself. The waiter approaches and inquires about coffee and desert, I decline and ask for the cheque. I want to scream "Get me the bill, you fuckin idiot, you've been hitting on my date since we walked in, (this guy was an asshole) I want to pay it and get out of here don't you realize what this lady just said to me! Don't walk, RUN." Cora returns and I explain we are waiting for change and excuse myself. When I return I leave a tip and we walk down stairs.
In the entry way we stop to look at the display case and do a little talk and I ask if she would really like to see me lick my fingers and she says yes. Gently, I move her back against the wall her coat is open and her silk dress is clinging to her body, I slide my hand between her thighs and discover she is wearing stockings with suspenders. Slowly, I run my hand across the tops of her stockings and thighs, she moans in response, as I continue to raise my hand I discover a tiny thong and move it aside. Just as I start to instert two fingers in her we hear footsteps comming down the stairs. I turn her so her back is facing the stairway, keeping my fingers in her, give her a little kiss and start talking about the items in the case. It's an older couple, the woman ignores us and I exchange a few words with the man he gives me a wink on his way out. As soon as the door closed I pushed my fingers in, Cora caught her breath and shuddered as she leaned against me. I withdrew my fingers and while looking in her eyes I smelled and then licked my fingers dry. She placed her hands behind my head and looking into my eyes kissed me and said, "I'm your dirty little slut". My knees buckled.
It was raining as we ran to the car and I drove to the hotel, parked the car and made it to the elevator. The elevator stopped in the lobby and we had to change cars, there were people in the lobby and we had to stop before we tore each others clothes off. The conciere had just referred the resturant to another couple and wanted our opinion. I wanted to say "Great, just great now, leave us alone". but I didn't. Cora and I behaved very properly but as soon as we got into the evelator we were on each other again. We made it to the room, the bedroom and I have no idea how it came off or where it went but her coat was gone and we're struggling to get my jacket off.
I can feel her hands on my back my hands are running up and down her body and dress the silk feels incredible under my hands and I'm trying to figure out how to get it off. Talk about a killer. I stop and ask and Cora stands up straight in front of me lifting her arms in the air and tell me to pull it over her head. I do so slowly wanting to unwrap my present fighting the urge to just rip it off. As I raise her dress I see the stockings I had felt earlier, the tiny white thong and a white corsette. This is the first time I have been with a woman who wore a corsette.
When I was growing up girls wore garter belts and nylons then, panty hose. Did that invention every fuck up sex.
While kissing her I undid one nylon with one hand she was impressed and I was surprised. I couldn't do it with my left hand and ended using both of my hands while we were both laughing. That finished we started kissing again and she bent over the bed so I could unsnap her corsette as I was doing that Cora began to grab my cock, through my pants, with the cheeks of her ass. Oh, God, I had to tell her to stop or I was going to cum in my pants she giggled and said we couldn't have that, not yet, any way. And my clothes were gone, in a pile some where. Cora was still in her heels and stockings!
We were on the bed lost, some where, between lust, passion, desire and excitement. We had spent 6 hours in the air, 150 feet above the ground we had risked injury and death and we had to, we did, trust each other. All day had been foreplay.
At first it was tender love making, learning about each other's bodies and how they responded to different touches, tender yet passionate kisses, feeling and exploring one another. I asked if my dirty little slut wanted me to lick her pussy and she replied yes. I asked if MDLS's pussy was clean enough for me and she said yes. Oh, fuck. I've been with women who wanted r rated dirty talking but Cora wanted X and said so. I was happy to oblige, things came out of my mouth that I never would have said to a woman but GD did it make me hard.
I went down on her and she let me know how much she enjoyed her self, when she pulled me up she kissed me and returned the favor. I kept up the MDLS and she reponded more and more. She stopped and kissed me asking if I liked my women sub or agressive. I answered honestly, Both. She asked how I wanted her and I said on top. When she got on top and started to slip me into her I told MDLS I wanted her to go slow, I wanted to see my cock slide in and out of her. That lasted about 20 seconds. We change positions we did all kinds of fun things and when I came I was glad the room under us was empty. They would have thought the shaking of the bed was an earth quake. I don't know how long we were locked together, I don't care. What I do know is: my heart was pounding so hard I bet I could have run to the top of Whistler.
Cora went to the washroom and returned to clean me and then left for the kitchen and returned with glasses and a bottle of cold water. We lay there talking both of us surprised with each other, her behaving like a lady all day (I thought she might be a school teacher) me, like a quiet yet determined gentleman but once the ice was broken it was like a fire struggling to burn like the sun. We were hot and sweaty and we had just started.
Cora slid back in bed and started stroking my cock and saying how much she wanted me to get hard and then began to suck me. I'm thinking, man, I haven't done this is years and to my surprise and joy I start getting hard. I lean over and spank her once and say, "MDLS knows I like to look at her pussy when she sucks my cock why don't I see it"? I spank her again. She turns around so I can see her pussy and rub her with my finger. She likes this, a lot and she is wet. I'm getting harder.
I pull Cora up to me and kiss her and ask, "Does MDLS want my fingers in her pussy?" I know the answer but I'm playing my part. I slip a finger in her and she starts moaning and grinding her hip on my hand saying, "2, two". I slowly work in a second finger and she brings out a bottle of lube and squirts some on my hand and I slide in three fingers. Cora is loving this and my hand is so wet I can't believe it and I love it. I know it would be easy for me to cum and she wants 4 and I'm going crazy. The most I have every put into a woman was 3 fingers and now I'm praying for 5 but I don't say anything.
Cora was going crazy and I was loving it. She stopped me when she said she couldn't take any more. She wanted to but her DLS pussy needed a rest and she sucked me and played with my cock, with her heels, until I came and more. She had to change the cover, mid way, because she broke the first one.
I was happy, content and exhausted but Cora wasn't finished with me yet.
She was happy to see that I had not gone completely limp and started sucking me again. I got hard and Cora mounted me telling me that her DLS pussy was hungry for my cock, she changed her position and speed and kept squeezing my cock with her pussy asking if I was having a good time. I asked if she wanted me to break the windows, screaming, the next time I came. From the way she moved I knew she liked my answer.
Cora contiued to ride me and if I had thought it couldn't get better I would have been wrong. I was loving every thing we were doing. She was looking in my eyes riding me hard and her face would change from a look of deep concentration to one of pure lust and then she took my hands and placed them around her neck.
OMFG. I couldn't believe what was happening. I was so excited, so thrilled and so scared. I didn't know if I was going to cum or go running out of the room.
Now, don't get me wrong. If the woman I'm with likes this I'm up for it but, I must have discussed it prior to it taking place. This is not about pain or any thing like that, it is about trust. If a person places your hands around their throat they are trusting you with their life. I will not, intentionally, hurt any one. I will not, or let others, inflict pain I want our safe signal set up in advance and a safe word. Actually, if I think a gasp from an orgasm is a gasp for help I stop. I won't risk hurting you and Cora could tell I wasn't comfortable. She didn't say any thing but we changed positions. Cora offered herself to me for anal sex.
I like anal sex but do I have to have it? No. I like it when a woman feels comfrotable and trusts me enough to offer herself to me. I like that part of it the most and Cora trusted me.
While we were screwing I told Cora I wanted to see her pussy, I wanted to touch it. I could see her labia were engourged with blood, dark red hanging down and dripping I needed to feel it, to see it. Cora got on her back and spread her legs. I place a finger on her labia and she began to cum. I was amazed, how coud one finger so lightly place on a woman's pussy could be answered with so much movement and sound. Gently I moved my finger to her clitoral hood and exposed her clit, she nearly screamed begging me not to touch her. Her pussy was so sensitive that the lightest touch caused pain.
Without thinking I ran into the kitchen got some ice and put it in my mouth and went back to the bedroom. Trying to talk with ice in your mouth isn't easy but she understood what I was going to do. I blew a cold stream of air on her clit and she jumped, I'm thinking, "this isn't going to work" and Cora tells me not to stop. She has never felt anything like this before and she likes it. OMG she cums just from me blowing cold air on her clit she tells me to stop and fuck her DLS ass hard. She wants me to cum and cum with her and I do, both.
We get out of bed and take a shower and then returned to the bed. We're both sexually spent and physically drained we've been on the move since 10AM and it's late, we fall asleep.
The next morning she is awake before I am. She put on the coffee and I jump in the shower. I have to take a shower or I'm not going to be awake. We pack our things and out the door, we stop at the same coffee shop and eat breakfast then back to Vancouver. I have to catch a plane. We talk about a lot of different things especially what kind of adventures she is willing to try. We talk ocean kayaking, rafting, rock climbing and sailing. I know that I will be back to see her Cora is the only woman who was ready to go zip lining with me and I am very impressed with her. We made it back to Vancouver with enough time for me to drop her off and get to the airport and on the flight home I fell asleep. That was only the 2nd time I have slept on a plane.
I have been back to see Cora and I will write another story about our ocean kayaking adventure. I hope some of you guys learn that if you treat a lady like a lady and respect her your wildest dreams may come true.
Take care, be safe and enjoy life.
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This guy is so full of hot air if he didn't wear lead boots he'd float away!
Actually, when I am burried I plan to have a tree planted on my grave that way when you come back in 5 yrs and see how big it is you can say: See, I told you he was full of shit.
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