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I am part Asian with pale, soft skin. I have been based here for a while (a few years), primarily in Seoul, but I move around a little.
I somehow made to marry a man many years my senior when I was 22. Age wasn't a big deal – as I was and am attracted to mature and senior men – long story.
My SHUB (senior hubby) is obsessed with work and travels frequently. He was/ (still is) sexual in a traditional way but fails to enjoy a girl fully – if you know what I mean without going into many details. For instance, my little delights (the bright pink and the darker pink) are massively sexual. But he only pays attention to one of them and fails to see the excitement of the round lips of the super-hot, darker little pinkie. For several reasons, the little round pink lips SHUB fails to enjoy is nicknamed ‘cherry’. So, even though I was fully committed to looking after my SHUB, the lack of attention to my ‘cherry’ who is used to admirers and a lot of attention, has been problematic. So, Cherry allows other seniors to adore and enjoy her.
Long before getting married, I was introduced (not at will) to the experience of a mature man taking my little cherry. In my late years of high school, my sports teacher found his way into conquering my virgin little pink A-cherry and broke the hot little delight. He rubbed my feet gently and surprised me by pulling aside my panties and furiously licking my anxious little hole. In just under an hour, Cherry was introduced to the feeling of a man entering her. She was extremely sore for a week, and I had trouble walking straight. He used his sports-coach role to find an opportunity to fulfil his desires for my feet and finally broke my anal cherry for the first time that late afternoon. Later that day, when I was at home, I watched with curiosity, anxiety and pain how my freshly torn cherry lips passed thick creamy stuff mixed with a bit of blood. For the first time, I had a man’s seeds inside me. It was a mix of confusing emotions. I was a little excited that my cherry had milked a man but also highly anxious that others should not figure it out.
That same teacher found his way inside my cherry another few times before the school year ended. It got worse; he also gave me to another guy who had suspected something, and my young cherry was the price for silence.
The following year, when I turned 17, I found myself showing off my feet to excite mature men. I also started to feel strongly that my cherry was made for a reason. I started wearing sexy open shoes and felt excited to have the power to influence mature men by showing off my feet and wearing provocative, extremely short skirts or dresses. By 18, hot shorts also became a major part of my wardrobe. I was growing into my naughty thoughts with busy parents not being around much.
By the time I got to college, mature men's use of my feet and cherry had intensified. I found a part-time job – babysitting. I was (I believe) the most popular girl on the list of babysitting agent companies. Yes, I was popular with daddies who hired babysitters. Most jobs didn't expect me to do much work. Daddies sneaked from work to be home, pampered me like a princess, and worshipped my feet and little cherry. All that was making me feel more mature. I remember I was hired to look after two travelling with the father on one occasion. When we got to the destination, he hired another babysitter, and I turned into his sexy-feet hot cherry princess. My A-cherry was so in demand that she protected incidents with my pink little P-cherry. Daddies (and me, too) were careful about how my little pinkie was treated/protected for obvious reasons and risks - as you can imagine, given cultural sensitivities.
Then came the marriage – quick, influenced by family and unexpected. I guess having been introduced to older men influenced my thoughts, too. Without too many stories and details, at first, I was committed to being his in full and giving him and only him all my little pleasures. But, I was used to being adored every moment. I had attention poured over every inch of my body. He couldn't match that. So, after six months, the little cherry started craving attention. SHUB was mainly attached to work, travelling a lot. Thus, I had access to so much freedom, and temptations grew. Skipping the details, the shy girl's adventures with seniors (daddies) commenced—the first by accident. I bumped into a caring and gentle daddy pilot at the airport. Two days later, he had my cherry and poured jizz on my bare feet soles.
So, in a very discrete way, I have had daddies when SHUB is not around (which is very often). I stay with regular, mature, and caring ones. Sometimes about four, five, possibly six. I never talk about others when with any of them. But, I am sure there is a quiet understanding that I am a little exclusive sexy-feet A-cherry slut pleasing daddies. A few years ago, I started talking with senior virtual daddies, too. I keep the numbers manageable – two to three regular ones. On one occasion, a virtual online daddy became a regular real one (he regularly travelled just for me and is still around). On another occasion, one of the virtual daddies was in a neighbouring country, and I managed to sneak away and meet him a few times.
I am shy, but I provide the most feminine sensual/sexual pleasures for seniors when I gain confidence and feel safe in the right one-on-one environment. I am not against younger men (but not too young) and may consider them. However, the experience with senior daddies is so rich and fulfilling. They are mature, calm, patient, caring and understanding. They perform strongly, too, because I know how to excite them. Given my circumstances, seniors are safer and more discrete, too.
There is one very important rule/point to be aware of. I feel easier and more justified if I keep my pinkie (P-cherry) to my SHUB only. So, my senior daddies enjoy it all but no pinkie (P-cherry) – although I allow them to kiss and tongue. So, instead, my A-carry is for senior daddies only, and SHUB won't ever have her. He has missed his chances.
I am kept busy looking after every inch of my body to make it immaculate, adorable, and edible anytime. I also do (quitely) modelling—mainly my feet for marketing photos of shoes and feet jewellery—never photos showing the face.
I should be open and admit another thing. Recently, a super-kinky daddy talked me into it, and for the thrill of it, he got me into very discrete and exclusive professional work—mainly to help excite carefully checked and approved non-regular senior daddy . It is very limited and carefully planned - might include being in other countries not far away.
So, over the last few months, I have had another alias/nickname—ACE. You guess what it means.
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My Ideal Person:
Mature, experienced, caring, and gentle men. A senior daddy with a strong sexual drive.
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