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Snowboard. It is a rare sports interest in our eskortlar Izmir community. So rare that only I do this type of sports. Other escorts in Izmir girls love other stuff – I don’t get involved and do not persuade anyone to join me as, basically, I don’t give a fuck who loves what. All I know is that I try to grab a snowboard as frequent as possible and find a snowy hill to feel a complete freedom. A freedom of motions and mind. A freedom from any judgment. A freedom from people.

This is the story about freedom from clothes.

When in Izmir or any other city of Turkey, it is not that easy to find snow in lower altitudes than 3,000 (above the sea). Usually, these are such snowy resorts as Konakli, Palandoken, and sometimes Erciyes. Anyway – the snowy mountain slopes are far from Izmir. And mainly covered in snow only during winters. And almost never with a good thickness of snow cover. So the most of times, to catch it, I just take the days off and fly to France (Chamonix), Austria (St. Anton), or Switzerland (Verbier). Those are slopes that the best in Europe – and it doesn’t take much time to fly and get there so I can enjoy my snowy passion about 10 times a year. Approximately.

This happened in Switzerland. They have strict rules about naked snowboarding. It is not that it is prohibited but it is discouraged. You’ll never find this regulation on any of their official informational resource but if the policeman catches you there naked – you can be fined for indecency in public place.

How do I know that, you ask? Because I was fined. Twice.

Still, this little unpleasantness did not prevent me from continue snowboarding naked.

And here I am – standing on the slope. Outside of organized tracks (because I don’t want to be caught again). I see the virgin snow under my feet. The sun shines and warms me up but I know that as soon as jump down, I’ll be feeling the freezing coldness of the friable snow. That’s why I choose the illuminated side of the mountain – to make it as warm as possible. I have the stash with clothes and warm fluffy towel down the slope. I finally take off my bra and pants and pack all my clothes into the backpack. Put it on and fix it tight under the breast. Check that the camera on my helmet is working and recording. The last view from the mountaintop and I’m throwing myself towards the snow shelf, down, where the gravity does all job and I only have to obey it.

The only clothes I have are the skiing boots that are firmly connected to the board. And the backpack behind my back. Everything else is only my naked body kissed with a tan of Izmir sun. In such moments, when I make my swaying way on the slope, I forget about everything: that I am an eskortlar Izmir girl, how old I am, how much frozen I am, what did I eat this morning… I only see the snow and trees on my way to ride through them. My gentle but durable skin goes goosebumps and I hear the wind in my ears. Sometimes I deliberately look down to capture my naked body with the head’s GoPro camera. To make it record my boobs with super hardened nipples – because of cold at first and because of sexual excitation I experience. I’m always sexually excited when I’m running down the slope – no matter if I’m dressed in this minute or not. Adrenaline makes me horny. Even more than clients of escorts in Izmir do. The only adrenaline I have with them is adrenaline of the first meeting with a man. Or if something unpredictable happens. For instance, when he enters my ass hole without preliminary caresses.

But nothing compares to this roaring adrenaline I have when in the snow. I’m cold and hot at the same time. I know I can cause an avalanche or hit the tree if won’t be attentive enough. I know that million other things may happen – and it drives me mad. So mad that horniness reaches the next level and I start to cum right now. For real. I ride down the slope in some frenzied state of sexual cumming and trying not to lose the path and stay with my eyes open. But no – it’s stronger than me. So I just stop and lie down into the snow with my naked skin – cold isn’t able to extinguish my hotness fast. I wriggle lying down in the snow half-immersing into it shaking my left leg going through powerful unexpected orgasm. It was the first time I had it without being stimulated physically. Never before it happened with any escorts in Izmir client of mine too – so this is something completely new to me.

Finally, I stand up and continue riding down – with hard-to-describe ravel of feelings in my body, mostly pleasant ones…

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I’ve always wanted to try this with a girl. But no girl I dated before, agreed on this. They all considered it something indecent and traumatic. Though, as for me, it is neither both.  What I literally mean? I want a girl to swing of a seesaw and sit on it in such a pose to make it possible for me to enter her pussy hole each time she swings close to me. It means she sits on the seating legs apart, ideally, so apart to embrace those ropes (or slings – I can’t be sure in their name), which hold the seating descending from the point of their fastening to the axis of swinging. They must be of steel to prevent her swinging not evenly – and to make it possible to me enter her each time with sharp precision. This is the main thing that would make it possible in happening.  I have the seesaw built in my house. In the big room on the second floor, I’ve installed a very smoothly going seesaw with my own hands – so precisely regulating its move, to a millimeter in the side’s positioning.

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I got dressed and went. At the entrance, I was calm. Then, I rang the doorbell.

Finally, the door opened, and Anna, the wife of a friend, let me into the apartment. She had a sleepy face, it was clear that she was asleep. I look deeply in Anna’s eyes – she was so beautiful, just like Izmir escort girl.