Share an unforgettable BDSM experience + why you will always remember

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Perhaps a tale regarding your most intense / intimate connection?
Maybe something embarrassing, a lesson, or even a bad experience you are willing to share?

Let’s learn together!
I can’t wait to hear all the things you’ll remember forever!

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Ok , first time I wore rubber was the last time and out me off kink for decades . Went to my first event in my early twenties dress code was rubber and leather. I never been to event so went with a just rubber vest and my skater baggies.
Ok we all know when putting on rubber you need talc lots of talc.
Make note of that .
Get to the event all goes well but being autistic and not knowing it back then. The whole
Experience was a lot and sensory overload happened. So I pick myself to the bar to get a drink , calm my nerves but whilst waiting I feel something wet hit the back of my exposed arms. It’s warm and gooey. But try and ignore it . Then it happens again and third time . At this point I can’t hold back the meltdown any longer and spin round and unload on the person the closet to me. Words best not typed nor said again and drop to floor. The meltdown had won .
But thankfully the kink community a safe one and a kind few pull aside and explain that rubber , sweat and talc all that experience was welcoming even if I myself was not .

So there you go

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  1 hour ago, x2epsilon said:

Ok , first time I wore rubber was the last time and out me off kink for decades . Went to my first event in my early twenties dress code was rubber and leather. I never been to event so went with a just rubber vest and my skater baggies.
Ok we all know when putting on rubber you need talc lots of talc.
Make note of that .
Get to the event all goes well but being autistic and not knowing it back then. The whole
Experience was a lot and sensory overload happened. So I pick myself to the bar to get a drink , calm my nerves but whilst waiting I feel something wet hit the back of my exposed arms. It’s warm and gooey. But try and ignore it . Then it happens again and third time . At this point I can’t hold back the meltdown any longer and spin round and unload on the person the closet to me. Words best not typed nor said again and drop to floor. The meltdown had won .
But thankfully the kink community a safe one and a kind few pull aside and explain that rubber , sweat and talc all that experience was welcoming even if I myself was not .

So there you go

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What a great story - Thanks for sharing!