Who doesn't like to get presents? I would guess it is only those ppl who has never been spoilt by receiving presents on their birthdates or at all 😁
In my family it was not a tradition to celebrate birthdays. Neither have presents in general. My parents came from a low class of farmers, my grandparents were poorly educated, couldnt read or count. I can imagine that my parents were not spoiled themselves by their families. To forget a birthday was normal, ur birthday is just another normal day. In my family of 5 children and parents, 7 birthdays a year was expensive if celebrated 🥳🚫
When i turned 11 smth commemorable happened. My father was seating in the garden and just asked me, isnt it ur birthday today. I nod without any expectations. Not a big deal. He took from his pocket cash and handed over: " go buy urself whatever u wish" . I took "the cash" but surprise and happy moment was spoiled by seeing my mom on her way to the garden. I quickly realised that this cash in my hand is under an immediate threat 🤣 i need to disappear asap, before she confiscates "the gift" 🤣 that was a normal procedure : dad would give money, mom will "nationalise" it to family treasure box 🤣 my gift will very soon turn into food for the whole family. I didnt even have time to thank my dad , swiftly running away like animal being chased by one greedy mother-lion 🤣 🦁
I knew exactly where i should head to. A shop selling hunting equipment. Almost under one year i spotted smth in this little shop with military-green door, it was a badminton set. Sighing every time passing by. Shop owner had thrown me out several times- buy something or leave. But today i had 💰 to my sadness shop was closed for lunch. But i aimed to buy it today. If i go home without it i will never ever have my very own badminton set. So i sat in front of the locked door and waited patiently. The shop was located inside little bazaar, many farmers selling groceries, an ice-cream shop, a teahouse exclusively for men population, women not allowed to enter. A Bakery. I saw neighbor working here. She was also moms relative. My hometown was like a place full of moms relatives 😅 big fucking clan 😅 nowhere to hide 🤣 no doubt my mother will know by this evening that i was in bazar area where my parents didnt like us to go. Not a good place for girls going alone 🤷🏻♀️ but i was still a kid, looking like a boy, nothing feminine and last in familys priority chain, no one gave a damn 😁 so it didnt bother me at all. I wont leave untill i have what i came for.
After one hour a shopowner is back and at first he tried to yell at me but i showed him money , said directly - i wish to buy a badminton set. My dads money wasnt enough so i had to crash piggy bank 🐖 to fill in the missing gap. A lot of coins to count 😁 finally i left the shop with a birthday present, a badminton set. I kissed the gift and said "thank u" to unknown wizard who made this day to happen. I always believed in magic when was a kid, no god but magic Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo 🧚🏻♀️🧙♀️🧞♀️. Believing in magic kept my childhood happy even if it wasnt per definition. But who cares it was a way to survive a misery , whatever or however stupid it sounds! I still like fairy-tales 😇
I had some money left, so i bought 🍨🍦 and run home. Dad was still in the garden. Mom met me at the door - "where is the money? Give them to me now". I realised if i tell her i spent all she will get angry and call me stupid, maybe hit me. For the moment i stod speechless, thinking. What to say in order not to start a war? I turn to my dad and he looked at me . Intuitively i decided that he is a better recipient than my mother. He told me buy whatever i want right? I happily put in front of him new badminton set and shining like a star told -i bought this for ur money dad, just like u said. He squinted with his eyes, slowly realising he cant get angry, cause i did what he said. He asked with a serious min - have u already spent all money? Within an hour? I nod. You are quick. I saw an admiration. Streetsmart was he himself 😁 now look who beats him 😁 he obviously didn't expect.
My mother pushed me away ," stupid gift, u r not a child to buy toys. Girls in ur age have to learn other things like cooking and cleaning". My dad said against her - let her be. I left the garden as fast as i could, knowing that i just started a useless conflict which i hoped wont escalate to yet another violences. Of some reason i always managed to start wars that i didnt meant! I dont know how the hell i could. And i still am. I fucking hated it then and today! When u r a kid a simple fight feels like hundred times stronger. Its like watching a movie in the cinema where speaker is next to u while u r seating in a front row in front of a giant screen. I knew that my mother was going to say that dad spoils children and he will tell her stories about her useless relatives which had nothing to do with what happened. Then this will escalate to a real fight involving violence. And it will be my fault. Cause i spent money. I shouldn't have done it. It was my birthday and birthdays are not good if they end up in violences. Feeling of guilt made me sad ... yet i was at the same time happy to have my own badminton !!!
That gift i cherished and loved with all my heart. My baby badminton was always packed and stored with care. all children in the yard, about 20 kids, as poor as us, shared the happiness. I said they were allowed to loan it but many conditions have to be respected: to be careful while using cause my precious badminton was made of tree and had a shiny surface and it was very important to use it with care. And they all did. At the same time i was uncomfortable every time i let others use it. My beloved badminton 😘😘 certainly the most useful gift of all !
Back to adult life 😁 In the elevator i met him for the first time alone. He was jumpy, said he consumed some alcohol and was horny. while i was nervous. I hate meeting first time. Is he going to like me or hate me? I need to concentrate to analyse this new dude 🧐 its not an easy task especially when i am both curious and emotional. When we entered hotel room i saw it was a suite, big room, coisy. After kissing he went down on me and pulled up the skirt and started to give me oral. While i was standing. I never ever had it in standing position , that was my first thought.. but somehow it made me more horny and tickled all my body. Started to feel that smth happens inside, i dont understand why, just enjoying. Wellknown oralsex position is when she lies on her back. This was not as comfortable yet sexy to see him down on me, on his knees. I looked down , held his head. I am in charge bitch😂😂
suddenly remembered that we supposed to drink wine before fucking, we supposed to have what is called a hangover sex 🤣 I know it sounds stupid but i wanted to get drunk. Adhd medicine made me alcohol indifferent or lets say less impactable. I wanted to feel dizzy again. He opened a fancy bottle of wine , red wine. We started to drink 🥂 🤣🤣
While drinking he said he had to give me something, asked me to close my eyes. I thought it will be a blindfold. I wanted to be blindfolded because i hate first time sex 😬 I closed my eyes and he placed a little box in my hand 🎁 "its a gift". I opened my eyes . The box is in my hand . I dont know what to do with it! thought he expected a wow reaction. But i kind of felt like tranquilized. Who the fuck he thinks he is? I wanted to get angry. Is he trying to buy me? Who the hell he thinks he is? I looked in his blue eyes to see the evil, this asshole.. but i didnt.. instead kind and genuine almost innocent eyes. Always rely on your first feeling!
I didnt open the gift. He said what it was and i looked at the box but brain registered nothing. A bit shocked perhaps. I put the box on the table refusing to open it. Then its easy to return if u dont open it! Yet another rule. I think he got a bit disappointed. Perhaps all girls would have opened it and screamed like little baby pigs 😂😂 but i am not easily impressed by gifts. No things can impress me.. not tesla, not private yachts, not private jets. Things in general. Growing in the bottom makes one tougher, u cant survive the shit if u constantly remind urself that u r big fat nothing, u hardly own ur own life. U have to release ur brain and heart from material. zero expectations to receive gifts is a helpfull attitude. Not the most prioritised family member is ok. Gifts are just conflicts. And i dont want his gift. he will have to take it back. As easy as it is. I dont need ur shit!
Alcohol started to make me feel silly, i know that because then i start to laugh at everything. Embarrassing but i dont give a damn. I am happy. Everything becomes funny and funnier. We had long time sex and during short pauses we enjoyed pillowtalks. I liked him already online and now we just went on and on.. thats how a first band builds up. The first connection. At times he was shy even though mature during sex. shy men are not easy. They make me nervous. I was nervous inside, dont think he felt it.. while he was nervous on the outside and i could feel it. Strangely not during sex.
Admiration while caressing my body. He was at times treating me as his pet. It made me smile. I am not a pet, i am a tiger who could bite his head off. Luckily he knew what i liked and pushing those buttons turned me into kitty. But there was always a tiger behind the kitty and a kitty behind the tiger 🐅🐈⬛🐅🐈⬛🐅🐈⬛ never forget that guys 😉 women are not just a cat or a tiger 🤣 we are complicated and proud of it 😄
It was time to go. We just fucked on the soffa and it was great. He was amazingly passionate. He was also constantly trying to make me cum which i hate. The more guys try to get that result the less women want to cum. Dont stress us! Let it happen in own pace. I didnt cum that day which is not a big deal to me. But was for him. It shouldn't be. Not first time.
I started packing some stuff. The box 🎁 was next to my purse 👛 i looked at him. He was still nervous and i felt sorry for him. I know how it is to be nervous. So i took the box in my hand. If i hand it back he will feel like a shit. Good shy fucker. Am i that cruel? I could be, had good teachers. What a dilemma! So i made a decision which i wouldn't normally do. To ease a tension i decided to open the gift. To my surprise it was a petite bottle of perfume.
Perfume? Rrally? How did he know? This guy was obviously not stupid. He studied me 😂 Kudos! 👏 I wasnt just a fuck. He prepared in details. Scary but also admirable. Not many men from sex sites take time to study their sex-object 😂 i am not going to reveal here what he actually did. I would simply say - i was touched to the bottom of my soul (i dont think i have a heart 🤣 apart from anatomical) . I tried the perfume in front of him and it was flowerish. Not bad i said. Thats just as much as i could compliment him. I didnt even thank him fighting inside between right and wrong. Left the room. On my way out i couldn't stop feeling of sadness covering me like a heavy and thick blankett. I am not used to get gifts or attention, ppl around me never even try to learn me. No one ever gave me perfume. Ever. I love perfumes, my biggest kink. i never see myself worthy or deserve any gifts. But this strange man took his time and i for the first time in a long time felt like maybe i deserve it. I wanted to deserve his attention but this old feeling of a low priority family member was not letting me. It was not a cheap perfume, armani, and it had a right scent, flowers. So i couldnt stop myself and cried all the way to the shopping mall. Then seating on the edge of a fountain and dropping tears like a stupid. Its not that i dont have perfumes, i own good amount of different ones cause i love it. Its an attention, learning what i like that was alian to me. i should stop digging the past and just live in present. How fucking difficult is that? Why it should be always so damn complicated?
We will meet again and again and many times. He is very caring person, keeping an eye on details, not too much or too little but firm. Like a wall made of big strong bricks. It feels like u can lean on that wall without being worried it will fall apart.
Listening now at 1.44 in the morning to "Lift me up" (featuring carla monroe) 🎶🎶
