MEMORIES OF A BLACK GARTER (I) The moon may have your name Many moons passed before I came out of that again. closet dra

MEMORIES OF A BLACK GARTER (I) The moon may have your name Many moons passed before I came out of that again. closet drawer. Cloistered in that piece of furniture I maintained a silent lethargy, hoping to be used one day, again. The wait was prolonged and there was no sign of leaving the mahogany-smelling place. I came to feel like an object forgotten and obsolete. Of course, full of memories, longing for the past and the strong emotions I had with all those fabulous women I ever met they carried. Finally, that good night of the full moon, they took me out of the box and They placed me on the bed, next to the white cotton panties, the stockings silk, the lace bra with large cups, and the pale satin robe. pink. How time had passed, the decoration that had once been so cheerful had withered The walls of Mariana's room were pale, there was no live flowers as in other times, but artificial flowers. The nightstand which was previously used to place her and her husband's wine glasses, that held delicious perfumes, that was waiting room for condoms ready to be used, today it looked like a small pharmacy: full of little bottles of medicines, pills, ointments, and even concoctions to rejuvenate the skin. Mariana was a very well-preserved mature woman. To his Forty-something years old, she still looked very attractive. He came out of the bathroom carrying a pretty purple bathrobe. He wore a jovial countenance symptomatic of his good mood, as if by magic a decade of on. I was happy to see her smiling and humming a melody that I recognized when she instant: "Kiss me a lot." The passion he gave to said song denoted the illusion of being kissed. And of course, ten years had passed since she was widowed and She lost interest in men, but not sexual interest. Since Mariana had a secret: he liked to masturbate while secretly watching pornographic films of Ricardo, his only and adored son. I rented the movies almost disguised in a video club "xxx" very far from her house, so that no one she knew would see her leaving such a place. Her morals did not allow her to be stigmatized as a needy woman. of sex, seeking solace by watching pornography. Ricardo was unaware of that aspect of his mother's life, he saw her very calm and happy, and no one ever knew him romance after his father's death. Mariana made a ritual to see one of those movies: he made sure that Ricardo was not going to be at home and She had the entire afternoon to get ready as if she were going to have a date with a man. Her faithful companion was always waiting for her in her bedroom: the television. She liked to dress in some sexy clothes to feel sensual and excited, at the same time I saw the couples making love in the screen. So the ritual began with a long shower in the tub, the water warm was mixed with delicious lotions of fruity aromas and in it floated also a good amount of flower petals; around it he placed scented candles and sandalwood wands that filled the entire bathroom. Amid That perfumed and steamy atmosphere made her feel like a goddess of desire. After the pleasant shower, the sensual woman spread a highly scented oil that made her skin look very shiny and caressable. The next step was to go to the bedroom and get ready in a seductive way: She put on her makeup until she looked like a vampire, then combed her chestnut cascade of hair. his hair; She looked satisfied in the mirror and from the bed I saw her beautiful reflection in the round mirror like a moon. Then he took off his bathrobe and Her dark breasts jumped proud and perky, her waist was still firm and tight, the buttocks looked haughty and the shaved sex looked like that of a little girl. Mariana's breathing became excited as she who was dressing in each garment. She put on her bra first, covering her dark spheres that were a magnet for male gazes, rejoicing at the imagine them under the tight blouse. They never went unnoticed, until she She did her best to hide them, wearing baggy blouses and baggy sweaters. When putting on the panties and stockings, a shudder could be seen in her, as if a man caressed her. Then, he took me - the black garter belt -, and he looked at me with true devotion; He took me to his nose to breathe my aromas stored for who knows how long. Later, and with Slowly he placed me on my waist and legs. He caressed me and caressed himself same; He brought his hands to her sex and rubbed it ardently, with his eyes half-closed I could feel from my place how the fever was going wrapping it little by little. TO BE CONTINUED... MEMORIES OF A BLACK GARTER (II) The moon does not wither the flowers The night was warm and the soft murmur of the warm wind He rummaged through the trees, just as she rummaged through the sheets for caresses. Lying on the bed, with the television control in her hand, Mariana was more than relaxed, ready to have an erotic session alone. Of your sex excitement was steaming, and from where I was securely fastened, I could see how very lubricated it was. The scenes in the movie were very morbid. This woman seemed to be feeling firsthand the sex that was developing from the tv set He tossed around in the sheets and his hands kept rubbing his clitoris. She began to moan louder and almost screamed as the rhythm of the masturbation. From the bureau he took the photograph of Ricardo's friend, which he had stolen from his son's room. The photograph showed a twenty-three-year-old boy in a suit bathroom, he was really handsome; He was in the flower of youth. posed happily on the beach, on a vacation that Ricardo and he took in Cancun. Mariana put the photo on the pillow and turned to face her. down, so that I could look at the photo of Alan, the aforementioned friend. He Seeing his harmonious face and young, vigorous body quickened his pulse. He started to rub against the bed and caress her sex with both hands. Your excitement grew, as much as was happening outside with the moon, since the rounding of the white lunatic hoop. The full moon rising brightly in the black sky, filling all living beings with aphrodisiac light. In Mariana this light Lunar did his thing. The bed looked like a ship at sea in the storm, prisoner of the agitated movement of raging water. I was sweaty, moaning violently the last moments before reaching a splendid orgasm. To the Finally he felt that enormous placidity that did not fit in his entire body, that nothing more I could fill her so much. He finished radiant. She stayed lying down for a long time with a luminous look, with the skin rested and with her sex still steaming, after that eruption. She imagined again the boy who had driven her crazy, she remembered his diaphanous smile and his long-awaited youth. Although he felt good emotionally and his state of health was very good, she was going through a nostalgic time of the youth. I was beginning to glimpse some silver threads in her beautiful hair, overshadowing it, subtracting its splendor. Small freckles began to appear on her hands. that he disliked, in some areas of his face and body they began to stripes are outlined, that is, wrinkles, a product of the attraction of the force of gravity. At that moment, the decade that hours before had left behind hidden there it fell on him. She remembered her husband and cried. I would have liked have him for a moment to comfort her, to tell her that he still loves her. She liked him a lot and he thought she was beautiful. Yet she lay there, alone, longing for a young man who was the age of his son; wishing to be young and start again get married and grow old together. That's how she fell asleep. Outside, on top of the firmament, the moon would wait another moment to return with its spell, and not even Mariana would escape from him. Months later, one weekend, Ricardo and Alan They returned drunk from a party. They had been with their respective girlfriends but without having had sex "thanks" to drinking too much. The drunkest was Ricardo, so Alan, who had drunk less, decided to drive and take Ricardo to his house. Mariana, from the window of her room, saw how She parked her son's car and breathed calmly. The two got out of the car. boys walking awkwardly. She went down to meet them in the living room. Alan was not seen so drunk and helped Ricardo walk. They entered the house and she He welcomed them happily when they arrived, although drunk, in good condition. Alan was less drunk, but he was still apologizing. by the state in which they arrived. The three sat in the living room and Ricardo he fell asleep almost instantly; then Alan tried to say goodbye, but Mariana suggested that he stay over to sleep in the early hours of the morning. The friend of his son was going to refuse, but something prevented him from doing so: the mother of his best friend became careless, and the robe he was wearing fell open when he walked down the street. room in search of a blanket to cover himself, since he would sleep in a couch; very well-shaped legs, hard, shiny and caressable They appeared before him. They were beautiful, as if they had been exposed to the sun, or if they had applied an oil. He looked up and could see something that It was her fetish: a black garter belt. A pang stabbed him in the lower abdomen and He didn't want to move from there. I felt watched with great interest and I sensed that after of Mariana's masturbatory session, something very exciting was going to happen that evening. I was a lunatic, undoubtedly and there was a full moon. TO BE CONTINUED