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This illustration is so rich in erotic symbolism that I hardly know where to begin. Some of the elements are quite personal to me and will have little or no effect on other viewers, but there is much to be enjoyed by everyone.
Starting with the most personal, the girl writhing on the ground is wearing a white pleated skirt, and there is nothing that excites me more. My fetish for white pleated skirts is a specialized form of my fetish for women's clothing that suggests that it will arouse the woman wearing it. I was hooked on pleated dresses, one piece loose fitting sheaths with tiny pleats running from top to bottom, way back in elementary school. One of my teachers had one, and I also saw them at dress-up occasions such as church. The wearer's arousal was based on tickling. When I imagined a woman naked under such a dress I got very excited by the idea that the pleats brushing her skin would feel pleasantly ticklish, and since tickling turned me on I assumed it worked the same for everyone else. It was in the seventh grade that I had a very special encounter with a gaggle of girls my age all wearing white pleated skirts, and from that day onward they have retained a powerful erotic quality.
The focus of this series is MekSex, and it is obvious that part of this girl's charming situation is the result of a pair of throbbing vibrators thrust deep inside her, their controllers tucked into the waist of her skirt. One appears to be a butt plug, and from the way the other wire disappears inside her cunt I guess it is connected to an egg.
A very sweet, feminine touch is the cute little ribbon tied around her clit. Even though this is highly impractical, the idea is so fetching that it makes my skin tingle every time I look at it. My primary source of arousal when seeing a woman in a pleated skirt is the idea that it is tickling her, but long after that connection was forged I got the idea of stimulating a woman by tying her down laying on her back with her legs spread wide and dragging a pleated skirt between her legs. The effect I sought was a blend of tickling, produced by the pleats brushing the inside of her thighs and the area around her cunt, and excruciating pleasure caused by the sharp edges of the pleats scraping against her clit. At times I went so far as to imagine a woman with an unusually large clit, large enough to extend beyond her labia when fully engorged, walking around in a pleated skirt and suffering the exquisite pleasure of the pleats flicking her clit. While this is just as impractical as the ribbon clit teaser depicted here, there are times that I am able to cast aside my pragmatism and indulge myself in the erotic appeal of such ideas.
Another clue as to the events leading up to this girl's plight are the welts on her buttocks, evidence of a recent whipping. Is she out playing tennis stuffed with vibrators and with a ribbon tied around her clit because she was forced to? I prefer to think that it is all a result of her craving to be in a submissive role, that she is not here by force but by choice, that it is her way of achieving ecstasy.
I said before that loss of control is a key ingredient in MekSex, and that the best way to achieve it is through bondage. Another technique that for some people works even better is sexual stimulation that cannot conveniently be stopped in a public place. My fetish for clothes that feel ticklish is based on this idea, as is the trick leotard I described in the previous illustration. That is why the fact that this scene takes place outdoors is so significant.
Most of my childhood fantasies were based on consentual participation. One major theme was that girls already knew how much fun it was to wear certain kinds of clothes but did not talk about it for the same reasons they did not talk openly about sex in general. Life is never very simple, and I must admit that a few of my fantasies justified a bit of forced participation with the old adage "the end justifies the means." For example, I would imagine myself stumbling into a scene in which a neighborhood bully was about to rape a girl, who just happened to be wearing a white pleated skirt. She was tied to a tree and blindfolded. I would chase him away, but when I returned to her instead of releasing her I pulled down her slip and panties, then spent a long time tickling her thighs and all around her cunt without actually touching her there. Then I would suddenly run away, making a lot of noise, then quietly circle back and "rescue" her. She was extremely grateful, but she had found the experience of being tickled that way so pleasurable and the withholding of orgasm so frustrating that she asked me to tie her up a tickle her again. Of course I had to play dumb and react to her directions as if she were a little crazy, but being a nice, helpful sort of guy I obliged her, this time making sure my fingers found the hard little lump of her clit through the silky fabric of her skirt and tickled it just enough to push her at a snail's pace to orgasm.
This illustration could be viewed from a similar perspective. When this girl arrived at the swank, private tennis club to play a few sets with a new friend she had made at school she did not have sex in mind, but she was already slightly predisposed to taking a submissive role. After a set of lame play, the result of not wanting to annoy her new friend and thus not get invited back, her friend took her into the locker room and gave her a sound spanking, which she found strangely arousing. After a second weak game her friend decided to make it clear that she wanted a hard-fought game, and after fixing her up the way we see her here told her that the vibrators would be removed only when she started to play in earnest. Incapable of putting up a good fight, and now more than ever wanting to be in the role she had been thrust into, she simply played until her orgasms made her legs too weak to support her. Quivering on the court, she is overwhelmed with a feeling of satisfaction she has never know before.
Sandy Beach
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