While there 's probably something dirty for everyone here, this is n't a porno story so a great deal trying to keep track of what I 've been up to so far. Like watching a display as I 'm doing now, it 's actually possible to bury how and who you went through to get here. It 's a love-life timeline of me I guess, form of a cliffnotes thing without bulletpoints. It does n't represent everyone I 've ever been with because some one-nighters are forgettable, and not every time I 've had sex because like most of us not every clock time was story worthy and it 's fairly shop when you 're in a human relationship. It 's Sir Thomas More about the of import ones where I discovered something new or interesting. I thought about putting it under the `` diary '' category but I think that would be misconstrued as `` dear diary, inclose porno. ``

My for the first time beau was a guy named Mark, coincidentally my current married man 's name. He was controlling and scurrilous in the risque way, so I accepted it. He did n't like me having guy friends, did n't want me going out without him, easy to piss off, like what female child warn their girlfriends about, but I was a sexually unlearned Virgin in the `` slashie fangirl '' sock-in-your-mouth, crying-as-I-tie-you-down-with-more-duct-tape form of way at the metre. Because I guess I was the freak he always wanted he was now justified in not asking if I wanted to try something and just went for it. Alot of guy rope have experience trying to blab out girls into trying things like anal or even giving head for the tedious sweetly young woman, and it 's usually a atruggle but he did n't occupy about it. We were n't attached and needy either but he was pretty territorial reserve. We never said we loved each other or anything and he even shared me with 2 of his nicer friends once, one of whom would later suit a bf so he was n't terribly in love with me. This sharing 'll become a fall back theme. So Deutsche Mark was my friend 's fellow before mine, she met him at a company we went to and I got to know him through her, and after they broke up he came to me. She tried to warn me like I said but I did n't mind or manage, she had become kind of timid since they broke up and it was kind of an embarassed hint at serious. There was a good reason for it. He was never bad to me, or you could say he was but I loved it, like I said, but that was n't the case for her. Although it turned out alright for me, I did n't know at the time ( and she did n't tell me which is kind of a dick motility ), He was the Lapp way with her. But she was n't like me. Her first sentence was in figurehead of his Quaker crying as she was raped and humiliated, a small party or bbq with his Quaker or something where everyone was drunk. Remember the controlling part, she had no admirer there because he did n't want them around. If there were more phonation saying `` hey what the fuck ? ! ? stop ! '' it might not have happened, but they did n't hear that. I assume to them it was like a rape-porno, something everybody watches but does n't allow to their ally. In that environment though they were all thinking the like thing ; Everyone 's cool with it and I 'm not doing it so I 'm ok with it. He did n't leave a physical print where I could see it, otherwise the timing of that and the breakup would cause been wary to me and I would n't have become his next girl. From what she told me though during that event he was rough in the way I knew him, he choked and slapped her around during which is where the abasement came in. She only told me after he and I broke up, which while I understand it being hard to tattle about was kind of messed up because it might receive happened to me. Given the condition she has n't been with a guy since as far as I know. I have n't talked to her in a couple yr but for a few class after that she was strictly young woman, including my first. More about that later.

Kenny came 2d. He was one of Mark 's nicer friends that I was shared with like I was talking about. After the concluding brakeup he was all over my phone being `` a goodness friend. '' Basically he knew I was uncommitted, what kind of things I was into and had to beat someone else to me. He was alot less comfortable with just doing what he wanted to me with no apology. But that was the only type of guy I was used to, I so was the one pushing him to try new affair. Nothing boring like anal and blowjobs because he knew from experience I was into those and I consider them voice of regular sex. But I wanted to be slapped and choked, tied up and belted like I was used to. He was my offset attentive bf, the kind of normal nice guy who gives little girl what they want. We said our `` do it you '' s, went out berth and everything normal twain do together. There were things I could n't get him to do. One of them was pegging, the other was n't grouping sex, after all that would be hypocritical since we 'd already done that together. I actually convinced him to let me choose from a group of his friends for a gangbang. We 'd hang out with them one at a clip, individual hanging out with his friend and the friend 's gf basically, casually loosen them up with innuendo while playing games or what have you while I was laying on the blatant flirt. When I had private moments with them near would romance more directly with me, thinking I wanted something on the side of meat and Kenny was totally oblivious. Even guy rope who claim to be honourable and would never shack up with a friend 's female child will do it if they think they can get away with it. Anyway I would recite them that he was aplomb with sharing and they did n't receive to wait until we were alone to lay on the game. When we were all in the same room again the conversation could go along More fluidly. I had 6 recruits lined up pretty fast, a little more than a week I think, sadly only 5 showed up. I 'm only going to namedrop the `` authoritative notches '' but Curtis deserves a special mention and made up for the absense. After breaking up with Kenny I did n't see him again, but occasionally I still think about him because ... His peter was amazing. Almost coke-can thick, foreskinned that did n't come all the way around his head, perch Amytal veins all the way down the sides, and I could n't even get my fingertips to touch together at the base. And that was gentle, it hung along his thighs almost halfway to his knees at like 9+ inches when hard like a pornstar. Except for the fact that aside from size pornstars have unremarkable peter, but this one was perfect and inviting, practically yummy. Naturally during the gangbang and probably because I 'd been making constant joke about its size, he maintained a monopoly on my whoreson the majority of the time. The pressure on the vertebral column of my vaginal wall left me hovering around coming constantly, the guys who took turns in my pussy made me cum every clip. I had a theory that a miss 's consistence can take 6 hombre at once. The logistics are hard, not enough room to fit that many people in around a missy at once and they did in fact mostly take turns 2 or 3 at once. But with a coffee tree board the pinnacle is about right to make it work. Curtis underneath me while on my vertebral column, someone standing at the foot of the coffee bean table to fuck my cunt, one at the head with his gumshoe in my mouth, one straddling over me and the table titfucking me, and 2 on either incline for me to fluff while they waited for a better parking pip. Only 1 in that last representative though when someone did n't show. Kenny and I were together for awhile after that too. But he personally never shared me with them again. Not that it caused any problem or anything, but as far as I know none of them had ever seen each others'gumshoe and I probably did n't ready him too glad with my patronise musings about Curtis 's but he was a good summercater and it, but anyway of course of action we eventually broke up.

After that was H. I 'll hollo her H and she was the one I was talking about in Mark 's story. We 'd been bff 's since we were trivial but we 've drifted apart the last few years. It probably had something to do with being friends and then being together for awhile. I can reasonably maintain relationship with ex-husband and stay champion, but the onus is on other people to be capable to do the same. It 's a uncommon affair outside of swinger, jealousy comes too easily to some hoi polloi. I 've never been in a monogamous relationship even now. Anyway, She was the starting time lady friend I 've ever been with, and there have been 3 1/2, which will be explained. As soon as my `` single '' window was open she made her move the same way I tried to convert guy cable to offer for my gangbang. We 'd always been flirty the way friends are, but after him I noticed she started acting differently. She 'd stare too long or she would require to nestle all the clock time, no sense of personal space. I did n't take care, she was always like that but it was different than usual. So after the insinuation and flirting to relieve me into it like I 've done, we had that conversation where she said she wanted me, and asked me to avail her get off. The way she sold me on it was that it would n't mean anything and would be comfortable, she would wear a skirt and no scanty for clothed unawkward access, laying with her legs hanging over the bed, and I could wear down a strapon over my apparel. Then just came rocking together like whenever girls are dancing or giving a mock lap-dance. Basically entirely unoffensive if I was n't into it, not asking much. It did n't turn out that way. I got excited as she was and I did get down off wearing it over my pants, but all of her clothes and my shirt had come off by the time we were done. And I was on top of her with my knife in her rima oris. Que sera ... We were living together for almost a year, a few months of which were after we broke up. I do n't have sex why, we were still sang-froid with each other and I could have had a relationship with a girl, we were pulling it off, I was just more into guys and she was n't at all. So we broke up but lived together and I started seeing Nick.

ding was interesting. He was a underweight blonde fem looking guy who had some questionable juju and a thing for sure-enough fair sex. He had in fact dated a 32 class old sub PE teacher at his HS before we got together and would n't you have it off it- she became my gf later. In keeping with my polygamous nature and his guy libido, he introduced me to her one Nox at his flat. We talked about how they met, PE shorts, yoga ( which we met for right hand away ) and they had previously talked about how she was eager to try sex with another girlfriend. Naturally the reason he facilitated was he was hoping to be in on it, which never happened. Aside from a shared BJ at a bbq later. ANyway this para 's his so I 'll say he was like my inverse. We had different hoodoo but we were both junkie. Some things even I wo n't do like diaper/shit clobber, when I want to do that it 'll be when I 'm changing an actual child, thank you. One thing we could both agree on was pegging. I had strapon experience and he had anal experience so we went together like hot dogs and halo. I was n't expecting him to wear lingerie but it was unexpectedly welcome too. The part I was n't great about was topping. Not like it made me uncomfortable, I 'm just not the take-charge eccentric and was used to being on the receiving end. But I like to make believe my men happy so I tied his wrists to his headboard, buttfucked, belittled, and spanked him while he was dressed like a slutty fille. We were n't together for long, maybe 6 months when I found out I was pregnant ! I planned to figure out out what to do together with him and I was totally unresolved to an abortion, we were n't that grievous and it was still early in every sense. But he threw a fit and essentially threatened me, I wo n't say what he said but I figured it was over. My roomy was supportive but my other burgeoning yoga Quaker did n't want the drama at the clock time. I had n't decided what to do with the gestation but it was decided for me when I went for a `` lady medical '' and was told I could n't have a baby yet. I had some uterine scarring that would n't admit it to get food and air it needed to develop. It was n't a big hit to me or anything because it was so too soon and actually fixable whenever I finally found the money for it, which I did n't have at the fourth dimension ( I 'm now viable ). So after a snaking I went dwelling with a sore cooch, which sounds like the darker one-half of a pornography joke but it 's not funny at all, especially the pain and cramping.

So the PE sub. I 'll predict her R, guy wire like shoutouts for bro-fives but girls and women probably wo n't. While I was with Nick I actually started hanging out with her and we did Yoga at her theatre. I do n't remember the status but that 's not why I was doing it. I looked heavy in those pants and they were fun to rub against someone wearing them, which we did. Our first off experience was erotic but not intimate, doing stretches together and she showed me how to touch my toes with her lap straddling my ass for `` guidance ''. If we were n't wearing panties it could own been embarassing wearing those knickers wet as we were ... I was still living with H while I was with gouge, which caused friction because of our chronicle together, then when I left him she found out I had been getting close to a charwoman that was n't her and how R reacted with my pregnant news, it pissed off H even more. She and R actually almost had some drama when R came to verbalize about the unscathed pregnancy thing with me. After we 'd been seeing each other for awhile and my roomie got another gf the billet got a piffling crowded, so I moved in with R and her son Dillan. Trouble. Not right field away, and the `` mom 's gf '' sounds like a story from Naughty America but they would n't legally be able to upload this kind of thing. She was pretty inexperienced for an senior cleaning woman, Me being her initiatory girl and we had similar stories. Her married man was controlling, would follow her when she went out with friends, ect. The only salutary matter she got from him was his son. She married him before she could legally drink so she missed out on the young messing around vista of figuring stuff out and was trying to make up for it with younger Guy. After separating with him she burned through a half dozen barely legals and one 16 year old ding before me, but she was n't interested in a relationship and after having sex with them would go out them soon after, all besides Nick. Anyway I loved her alot and we were together a twain days before I messed that up. She was accomodating for a adult female, she let me induce a bf on the English, a unity dad of 2 minor who I actually forget about from time to time, he 's the shamed grounds I 'm getting this poppycock down ! She did n't mind sharing either, having me home every night while I carved out whatever additional fourth dimension I could with him, and I taught her the things my previous bfs taught me. Like I said she was pretty inexperienced in the sentience that she 'd been in the drive through plenty enough meter but always ordered the same thing. I made her try anal, bondage, spanking, ect. again topping against my nature but she needed to try something different. The kinship with her son was easy too. Being a teenager he was into gaming, miss, and being a smartass like me so we got along large, and when she was n't menage we would hang out together. But we got too comfortable. We would flirt but it was always a antic, I made sure not to give him the wrong idea pretty much only because of how much trouble I could have found myself in, so I kept distancing myself when it started heating up. But he was the only when testosterone in the house and I 'm necessitous, but it 's not like I made the first or any movement and did n't have a bf already so my ass was covered, like how you feel obligated to say `` no '' when you do n't really want to. There was also no `` habitue thing '' just the first fourth dimension I did n't say no like I was supposed to, and the indorsement time special social function which got me thrown out. That first time, I sat on the couch across from him and put my wooden leg in his lap like I 'd done a hundred times before, and he started tickling my feet. Not a big deal, so I struggled a little and he stopped for a minute of arc before stroking my legs. He was getting boldface and tracing higher and I did n't say anything, when he got to the hem of my shorts leg I put my ankle behind his neck and pulled his foreland towards me, I could n't help it then. When he started kissing my thighs I lost it and let him do what he wanted. That was apparently to clean out my snatch with his lingua, or maybe shine my clit with it. Whatever, I played with his hair and breathed hard while letting him do both. After that he got more positive and dangerous, things like grabbing my buttocks while his mom was right there looking the other way, tempting fate. The second and last-place metre I was taking him out driving for his 16th birthday but he told me what he really wanted and I agreed, it was a one-half truth I told his mom. We were going out practice driving but he really wanted what he got a mates years before, yeah if you 're doing the mathematics you know I 'm a bad soul. I was driving to a `` prophylactic spot '' somewhere we could practice driving without the peril of getting pulled over or hitting anyone, with the added benefit of not getting caught giving him his present. It was just after sour and we were just out of the driveway when he had his dick out, playing with it in one hand and massaging the backbone of my neck opening with the other. R had told me she was n't planning on going anywhere and she 'd see us when we got back, but about 15 minutes later I saw her again. My fault for not making it very far and picking a bad station to terminate, the road towards main street went right by where I parked. He was pushy and bore so I had to pull into a clam storage 's crap lot down the street with no luminance nearby, I 'm surprised she could even see the car in the wickedness from the road, but she pulled in behind us and almost caught me trying to reach his testis with my glossa and I already had a mouthful of his dick. She did n't see anything much the car parked in the lot, but since we were parked in the dark so soon after leaving there was cypher else we could make been doing. But she did probably see us panic like worm along with him riding in high spirits in the seat pulling his trouser up when the lights hit us, I thougt she was a cop. I knew it was all my defect but I was still vitriolic, I got thrown out that night and went to stay with my mom. That was late in the month a yoke Nov ago, I had a bunch of bagful in her closet, Xmas presents that I still do n't know what happened to. That 's just a uncanny little item that I would hold on coming back to that made me cry a long time after it was over. Now we 're actually on daily talking terminus on a mutual confab site we visit and we send each other motion picture and memes we find on-line occasionally. She says she realizes it 's hypocritical to hate me for doing what she 's done but we 'll never be close again because of the treason of it. I effectively cheated on her with her underage son. How Jerry Springer.

While I was with her I had been working on a ranch. I 'd worked my way up to managing director over a bunch of immigrants with varying layer of English, but we had a fun family relationship. I rode around in a golf game handcart all day yelling mock Spanish people along with the few tidings I knew and I would get word matter back like `` puta '' with a smile and moving ridge, I think Puta means passion ! No we were all pretty assuredness and loved giving each other jack. Literally, I was the handler so I decided who deloused horse kiosk, Javier ! Anyway after breaking up with R I quit the job out of depression, sat around at my mom 's all day playing plot and moping, a girlfriend of mine made it easier taking me out piazza like party. She 's younger, in fact she was Dillan 's on/off girlfriend around his age and I knew her through the family. I started going to senior high school shoal parties with masses 5 or 6 years unseasoned than me, not that I was the only one like I thought I 'd be. One tall bald Black person guy was chatting with me and pretty soon I was sitting on his lap, and we were talking about what coke does to you and he was trying to talk me into it. He expected it to get me in the mood and get him laid, but while I was already in his lap I was n't sure I was in the mood. `` H2 '' I 'll call my friend, she was putting him on about how much I actually wanted it and he should conduct me in the unoccupied bedroom and give me some more. She did n't get it on it at the time but I 'd been with blacken guys before ( not a alien though, between-noteworthyness geological dating ), because she was n't talking about the snow, which she also totally approves of. That candy he did give me got my affectionateness going and I liked the Benjamin Rush, but he followed her hints and said we could only have more if we were alone like she suggested, so I indulged him. I knew where it was going and just figured `` fuck it. '' When we were alone he rubbed some behind the head of his dick with his thumb and I licked it off, and I discovered I did n't like it on my tongue much. Not like I have n't trained my gag reflex for the utter reason of deepthroating but if I had n't it would receive killed that too because my throat felt benumb. position note- sinister dicks are n't any bigger than anyone ALT'. Now in erotica everyone 's gumshoe 's big so of course every sinister guy you see 's going to induce a big dick, but the myth 's in piazza because of the musings of lonely white women wondering about the `` taboo '' of BBC who have never had it. Like most agressive cat, especially party guys I 've noticed there was n't alot of kissing and playing around, it was `` turn me around, cosmetic surgery dress, panties off, crowd down and drunk doggystyle. '' After about only 10 minutes somebody knocked on the door looking for him, from the ebonic accent I knew it was the other black guy I 'd seen there hitting on girls and failing so I think if he struck out the whole `` knocking and manner of walking in '' thing was program B. It was the unspoilt I 'd felt in awhile, so I did n't even say anything or look back when he told him he could come in. It went on for like another 15 moment until both had cum at either end of me and the original guy before he left helped me deplumate my panties back on with an unexpected present. A ziplock baggie tucked by my butt. That gave me an estimate how I could get back on the horse.

I browsed Craigslist personals for one of `` those '' entries. If you 've been dire and horny you know about them, they say `` sultry massage '' or `` amatuer bare photoshoot '' or something similar. I only had to message one guy back, but did my guard preparation first and bagged a collegiate amatuer photographer. That 's actually stretching it, he had a photographic camera and was in college but it was community college and a cameraphone that I 'm sure he did n't even know how to exchange the settings on. He took plenty of pics and a couple television of me posing naked with props like his penis and we had a fun prison term. I got $ 300 for it which was probably most of a paycheck since he works at at a pizza pie blank space rhyming with Riddle Cheesers which I say so I do n't get sued or something. From then on I went by referral, he would suggest me to his friends and they would get something similar, but being `` broke burger fin '' as I like to call them I got frequent-but-unstrenuous workplace. I became an escort ! But since I was playing it safe and confluence by referral the networking pocket billiards was limited to guys my age who did n't make alot of money, so I gave alot of head since that was flashy and fast. The `` savings over metre '' logical system does n't work with instant gratification, getting off is getting off whether it 's $ 300 or $ 50 so natually everyone wanted the $ 50 selection. Yeah I learned later how picayune I was charging, I 'm not vain but I get told I 'm hot and hit on plenty, so I think I 'm fairly aphrodisiac. But apparently I could get been charging thou if I 'd chosen client a little better, I 've talked to other girls that charge that much and they 're like 300lb chainsmoking grandmas, guys will TRULY piece of ass anything. Mine were nice guy though, about 6 of them in their group and I got invited to parties with them, called to hang out and diddle game, we were friend with benefits and $ being exchanged. One client I met at a company was a landscape gardener at a winery and he referred me to `` Mk2. '' I say that as a laugh because he 's my secong Mark and the one who 's my husband now. Owning a winery on top of acreage like he does I figured he was rich but I did n't recognize how lots, that was n't where his capital came from, it was just where he lays his straits, I wo n't say how much he makes but It 's a twin digits above the mellow plausable supposition. At one full stop I was spending 2 days a week with him and getting doubled whole-package economic value of $ 400 a day. What we did those nights was the most fun too, he became my deary in a precipitation being alot like Mk1 with a meaner run. When I slept there I actually started spent my nights tied up on the storey of his closet in between playing servant, being belted while hanging from the punching bag eyebolt in the basement roof, led around on a triad and swatted with a report like a dog and more. He eventually got jealous and wanted me all to himself, giving me a Miata and a $ 5000 a month allowance account to total alive with him and be his alone, which I recently learned someone else is effectively paying nowadays. I would bear done it for discharge for the fortune to go with him and have that kind of fun every day. We got married in July go year, I loved the ceremony and thought he did, it was a voyeuristic radical sex thing but since then he has n't touched me like that, only wanting the occasional wakeup blowjob and housekeeping. I 'm more like the grime live-in maid nowadays, but I 've gotten something else from him as a consolation present- a beau who is again a friend of his. I stay with him whenever Mark 's out of town, which is about 10-12 mean solar day a month, and when I 'm over there my girlfriend usually comes to hang up out with us and that 's when I get my gaming sentence in. He 's the one who 's taken up giving scar that $ 5000 a month I get as an leeway. As far as I know that was n't always the case, but I wonder if I 'm still in the escort biz and my husband 's now my panderer ... I have in fact entertained one of his marriage guests who was traveling to CA on business concern, he did n't speak a word of English and had an entourage, and I did n't know he was coming until I got an out-of-timezone textbook from my husband telling me to expect him and I was to render him the VIP treatment. I 've learned to cook since I moved in here, there were actually faculty on another house on the holding for that form of matter before he met me but it 's hollow now. I wonder if I 'm basically getting their $ to do their line now since I clean this giant home and do all the cooking and laundry and stuff.

Before I forget, earliest I said I 'd been with 3 1/2 adult female which I said I 'd explicate. I met a tgirl at a party and have been outlay clock time with her lately. She 's so feminine and beautiful that she was getting hit on there as much or more than than any other little girl, and the guys have no mind. Neither did I until the matter came up and she whispered it to me nervously. She actually does n't feel well-situated in the heart-to-heart with people knowing who she really is and wants to stick around discreet for now. But at some head we got into talking about our experiences and things we still wanted to try and I mentioned girlfriend with dicks, I do n't know if she somehow managed to steer the conversation that way but we got a couple joking cheers fron rummy guy rope when we went to hang out by ourselves in the service department to `` talk '' more privately. It 's a developing position, but she 's not like the usual guys or miss I like. It 's fitting I guess since she 's basically neither gender, but definitely feminine. She 's gentle and the like slowly sex with alot of holding each early and kissing and soft rocking. My husband being as ... progressive as he is, girl are allowed and he knows I like to advert out and mess around with H2 but I do n't know how he 'd feel about `` T '' if he knew she had a dick. She 's not on the blessing list, I 've told him about her but not the being trans office.

So that 's where I am right now, I do n't cognize about my standing in my union and while I love him and it was fun at the get-go right now I 'm more like the naughty maidservant like I said. He gives me so much freedom though which is totally counter to what I was expecting ( I graduated from the closet to a cage in the basement gym when I stopped seeing him as an escort and became exclusive, now none of that ) and I ca n't see myself with anyone else, so it 's not in risk just totally diametrical to what I was expecting. I 'll probably update this eventually as more interesting clobber happens so I hope it was interesting .