1001 bularrak / 1001 breasts

 1001 bularrak / 1001 breasts

Ez dut pesatua izan nahi, ez eta errepikakorra ere. Bale, ahal badut, zure erotika normalizatu nahiko nuke. Oraindik dardarka nago, zin dagit... lehen aldia da poza malkotan masturbatzen naizena... Garatu egingo dut, ez 1001 ideia horiek guztiak —badakizu, egin ditzakedan guztiak—, baizik eta, maiatzaren 24an hasi genuen paktuari buruz 2 edo 3 puntu. Bi urte honelako “ezagutza” baten ondoren. Baina baimenduko didazu 2 edo 3 aipamen, garaipen hau dastatzeko, bion garaipena. Konfiantza non plus ultra. Saihetsa deslotuta... Oraindik ez dut sinesten. Agian amestu nuen. Normaltasuna nahi dut: txandak, giroa, seme-alabak, osasuna, kirolak, bi minutuko teleberri bat bezala. Biok erabili behar dugu —ez dut inposatzen, proposatzen dut— sormena eta adimena milaka egun hauetan... bai, milaka egun... Merezten dut? Merezi duzu? Merezi al du hainbeste promesa garbi eta eder honek? Bai. +++ 1001-1 Kontaketa -1000... Lasai izango dira 2 edo 3... ++++ Lehenengo gertakaria: Ez nintzen bideoaz ohartu. Ez bazenu esan, ez nuen ikusiko... Hirugarren gertakaria. Lehenago egin zenuen... 3 segundo? Komunak? Editatu zenuen? Bigarren gertakaria. Gustatu zitzaizun? Hori egitea? Laugarren gertakaria. Noski. Beti dago lehen aldia. Bosgarren gertakaria. Ez nuen inoiz ezer espero, fede gabe tematu nintzen, zure lotsa eta seriotasunagatik, 49 urteko ama bat... Zerbait gazte, erotiko non plus ultra. Oraindik ez dut barneratu zure ekintzaren balioa eta sinbolismoa... Bai, bai, tontakeriak gizonentzat. Ni otso bat naiz. Angeru. Zuk bakarrik jartzen dizkiozu mugarik honi... Zure beldurrak nire egiten ditut zure familia eta lagunekin aritzean. Ez naiz paria sentitzen. Zurekin nago, hori bakarrik nahi dut... Ezkutatzen nauzu. Nik gehiago! Zerbait esan nahi du horrek... ++++++ Eskatzen nuen, badakidala ezinezkoa zela: oin bat, sorbalda bat, izterra... zuri tinko jantzitako lengerie batean... Mila egun geratzen dira lehenengo zinema-afaria baino lehen. 1002 ideia datozkit burura kontra egiteko gure auto-kontrolari eta ez bat etortzeari zure erdigunearekin... Ikusten eta neurtzen joango gara. Erotismo leiho hau ez dezagun itxi oraindik... Gero... bordk daki.

I don't want to be annoying or repetitive. I wish I could normalize your erotic side. I'm still trembling, I swear... it's the first time I've ever masturbated while crying with joy... I'll elaborate — not the 1001 things you know I could do about the pact we began on May 24, after 2 years of "knowing" each other like this — but 2 or 3 points you'll allow me, to savor this victory of ours, the ultimate trust, jaw unhinged... I still can't believe it. Maybe I dreamed it. I want normalcy: routines, atmosphere, kids, health, sports — like a 2-minute newscast! We both must rely — I’m not imposing, just saying — on maximum creativity and wit for these thousands of days ahead... yes, thousands... Am I worth it? Are you worth it? Is this promise of beautiful, pure friendship really worth so much? Yes. +++ 1001-1 Counting down -1000... Let it be 2 or 3, calmly. ++++ The first fact: I didn’t notice the video. If you hadn’t told me, I wouldn’t have seen it... Third fact. You did it before... 3 seconds? WC? Did you edit it? Second fact. Did you like it? Doing that? Fourth fact. Of course. There’s always a first time. Fifth fact. I never expected anything — I insisted without faith — because of your modesty and seriousness, a 49-year-old mom... Something playful, erotically non plus ultra. I still haven’t absorbed the value and symbolism of your act... Yeah, yeah, silly stuff for men. I’m a wolf. Angel. You alone set the limits to this... I accept and take on your fears about my mistakes if I deal with your family and friends. I don’t feel like an outcast. I’m with you, that’s all I want... You hide me. And I hide you even more! It must mean something... ++++++ I was asking, knowing it was impossible: a foot, a shoulder, a thigh, in tight white lingerie... There are still thousands of days left before the first movie-dinner M. I can think of 1002 tricks to counteract the self-control of never crossing paths with your inner circle... We’ll see and weigh things as we go. Let’s not close this erotic window just yet... Gero... bordk daki.