While there 's probably something dirty for everyone here, this is n't a porn story so very much trying to keep course of what I 've been up to so far. Like watching a show as I 'm doing now, it 's actually possible to forget how and who you went through to get here. It 's a love-life timeline of me I guess, kind of a cliffnotes matter 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 to the highest degree of us not every sentence was narration worthy and it 's pretty sponsor when you 're in a relationship. It 's more about the important 1 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 journal, enclose smut. ``

My number 1 beau was a guy named Mark, coincidentally my current husband 's figure. He was controlling and scurrilous in the naughty way, so I accepted it. He did n't like me having guy acquaintance, did n't require me going out without him, easy to piss off, like what fille warn their girlfriend about, but I was a sexually ignorant virgin in the `` slashie fangirl '' sock-in-your-mouth, crying-as-I-tie-you-down-with-more-duct-tape kind of way at the time. 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 guys have experience trying to verbalise female child into trying things like anal retentive or even giving head for the slow sweet girls, and it 's usually a atruggle but he did n't interest about it. We were n't attached and poverty-stricken either but he was pretty territorial. We never said we loved each former 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 dear with me. This sharing 'll get a recurring theme. So gull was my friend 's swain before mine, she met him at a political party we went to and I got to experience him through her, and after they broke up he came to me. She tried to admonish me like I said but I did n't listen or care, she had become kind of cautious since they broke up and it was kind of an embarassed suggestion at right. There was a unspoiled ground 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 display case for her. Although it turned out alright for me, I did n't bed at the metre ( and she did n't tell me which is variety of a dick motility ), He was the Saame way with her. But she was n't like me. Her number one sentence was in front of his ally crying as she was raped and humiliated, a small party or bbq with his friends or something where everyone was drunk. Remember the controlling portion, she had no ally there because he did n't want them around. If there were Thomas More spokesperson saying `` hey what the nooky ? ! ? stop ! '' it might not have happened, but they did n't see that. I assume to them it was like a rape-porno, something everybody watches but does n't admit to their friends. In that environment though they were all thinking the same thing ; Everyone 's cool with it and I 'm not doing it so I 'm ok with it. He did n't leave behind a physical mark where I could see it, otherwise the timing of that and the breakup would give been suspicious to me and I would n't have become his following girl. From what she told me though during that issue he was rough in the way I knew him, he choked and slapped her around during which is where the mortification came in. She only told me after he and I broke up, which while I understand it being hard to talk about was kind of messed up because it might have happened to me. make the context she has n't been with a guy since as far as I know. I have n't talked to her in a duet twelvemonth but for a few age after that she was strictly girls, including my 1st. More about that later.

Kenny came irregular. He was one of chump 's nicer friends that I was shared with like I was talking about. After the last brakeup he was all over my phone being `` a good admirer. '' Basically he knew I was useable, what kind of matter I was into and had to beat someone else to me. He was alot less prosperous with just doing what he wanted to me with no apology. But that was the lonesome type of guy I was used to, I so was the one pushing him to try new things. Nothing boring like anal and blowjobs because he knew from experience I was into those and I consider them parts of habitue sex. But I wanted to be slapped and choked, tied up and belted like I was used to. He was my first attentive bf, the variety of rule nice guy who gives girls what they want. We said our `` love you '' s, went out topographic point and everything formula couples do together. There were matter I could n't get him to do. One of them was pegging, the former was n't group sex, after all that would be hypocritical since we 'd already done that together. I actually convinced him to let me choose from a mathematical group of his Friend for a gangbang. We 'd attend out with them one at a meter, mortal hanging out with his friend and the friend 's gf basically, casually loosen them up with innuendo while playing biz or what have you while I was laying on the blatant flirting. When I had private moments with them most would flirt more directly with me, thinking I wanted something on the face and Kenny was totally unmindful. Even guys who claim to be honorable and would never shack up with a supporter 's girl will do it if they think they can get away with it. Anyway I would tell them that he was chill with sharing and they did n't have to waitress until we were alone to lay on the game. When we were all in the same room again the conversation could bear on more fluidly. I had 6 military recruit lined up pretty fast, a little More than a week I think, sadly only 5 showed up. I 'm only going to namedrop the `` important 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 pecker was amazing. Almost coke-can thick, foreskinned that did n't come all the way around his oral sex, light bluing veins all the way down the English, and I could n't even get my fingertips to pertain together at the base. And that was soft, it hung along his thigh almost halfway to his human knee at like 9+ in when hard like a pornstar. Except for the fact that aside from size pornstars have unremarkable tool, but this one was perfective tense and inviting, practically pleasant-tasting. Naturally during the gangbang and probably because I 'd been making constant jokes about its sizing, he maintained a monopoly on my arse the majority of the time. The pressure level on the backbone of my vaginal wall left me hovering around orgasm constantly, the guy who took turns in my pussy made me cum every prison term. I had a theory that a girl 's body can take 6 bozo at once. The logistics are hard, not enough room to fit that many people in around a girl at once and they did in fact mostly take turns 2 or 3 at once. But with a umber table the height is about right to bring in it work. Curtis underneath me while on my back, someone standing at the foot of the coffee table to fuck my pussy, one at the head with his tool in my oral cavity, one straddling over me and the table titfucking me, and 2 on either side for me to fluff while they waited for a better parking office. Only 1 in that last illustration though when someone did n't bear witness. Kenny and I were together for awhile after that too. But he personally never shared me with them again. Not that it caused any problems or anything, but as far as I know none of them had ever seen each others'shaft and I probably did n't earn him too glad with my sponsor thoughtfulness about Curtis 's but he was a practiced mutant and it, but anyway of form we eventually broke up.

After that was H. I 'll call her H and she was the one I was talking about in Mark 's chronicle. We 'd been bff 's since we were fiddling but we 've drifted apart the last few years. It probably had something to do with being Quaker and then being together for awhile. I can reasonably observe kinship with x and stay friends, but the onus is on former people to be able to do the same. It 's a uncommon thing outside of swingers, jealousy comes too easily to some people. I 've never been in a monogamous family relationship even now. Anyway, She was the maiden girl I 've ever been with, and there have been 3 1/2, which will be explained. As soon as my `` single '' windowpane was unfastened she made her move the same way I tried to convert guys to volunteer 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 desire to snuggle all the meter, no sense of personal space. I did n't listen, she was always like that but it was different than usual. So after the innuendo and dalliance to comfort 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 entail anything and would be comfortable, she would fatigue a skirt and no panty for clothed unawkward memory access, laying with her legs hanging over the bed, and I could fag 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 sour out that way. I got excited as she was and I did set out off wearing it over my pants, but all of her clothes and my shirt had come off by the sentence we were done. And I was on top of her with my tongue in her mouth. Que blood serum ... We were living together for almost a year, a few month of which were after we broke up. I do n't know why, we were still cool with each former 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.

snick was interesting. He was a skinny blonde fem looking guy who had some questionable fetishes and a thing for aged women. He had in fact dated a 32 year old sub PE teacher at his HS before we got together and would n't you know it- she became my gf later. In keeping with my polyoicous nature and his guy libido, he introduced me to her one Night at his apartment. We talked about how they met, PE shorts, yoga ( which we met for mightily away ) and they had previously talked about how she was eager to try sex with another girl. Naturally the intellect 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 opposite. We had different juju but we were both monster. Some things even I wo n't do like diaper/shit stuff, when I want to do that it 'll be when I 'm changing an actual child, thank you. One thing we could both concord on was pegging. I had strapon experience and he had anal experience so we went together like hot dogs and doughnuts. I was n't expecting him to put on lingerie but it was unexpectedly welcome too. The office I was n't great about was topping. Not like it made me uncomfortable, I 'm just not the take-charge type and was used to being on the receiving end. But I like to make my men glad so I tied his articulatio radiocarpea to his headboard, buttfucked, belittled, and spanked him while he was dressed like a slutty young woman. We were n't together for long, maybe 6 calendar month when I found out I was fraught ! I planned to process out what to do together with him and I was totally open to an abortion, we were n't that good and it was still early in every sensory faculty. But he threw a fit and essentially threatened me, I wo n't say what he said but I figured it was over. My roomie was supportive but my early burgeoning yoga protagonist did n't require the drama at the meter. I had n't decided what to do with the pregnancy but it was decided for me when I went for a `` lady checkup '' and was told I could n't consume a baby yet. I had some uterine scarring that would n't allow it to get nutrients and air it needed to develop. It was n't a big hit to me or anything because it was so early and actually fixable whenever I finally found the money for it, which I did n't have at the time ( I 'm now practicable ). So after a snaking I went rest home with a sore cooch, which sounds like the darker half of a porn joke but it 's not funny at all, especially the pain and cramping.

So the PE sub. I 'll cry her R, guy rope like shoutouts for bro-fives but girls and women probably wo n't. While I was with gouge I actually started hanging out with her and we did Yoga at her sign of the zodiac. I do n't remember the positions but that 's not why I was doing it. I looked slap-up in those bloomers and they were fun to rub against someone wearing them, which we did. Our first experience was erotic but not sexual, doing stretches together and she showed me how to disturb my toes with her lap straddling my ass for `` direction ''. If we were n't wearing panties it could bear been embarassing wearing those pants wet as we were ... I was still living with H while I was with notch, which caused detrition because of our history together, then when I left him she found out I had been getting close to a woman 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 spill about the whole pregnancy thing with me. After we 'd been seeing each other for awhile and my roomie got another gf the place got a short crowded, so I moved in with R and her son Dillan. Trouble. Not right away, and the `` mom 's gf '' sounds like a story from Naughty US but they would n't legally be able-bodied to upload this kind of thing. She was pretty inexperienced for an older cleaning woman, Me being her inaugural girl and we had alike narration. Her husband was controlling, would follow her when she went out with friends, ect. The only safe matter she got from him was his son. She married him before she could legally pledge so she missed out on the young messing around aspect of figuring stuff out and was trying to take up for it with younger guys. After separating with him she burned through a half dozen barely legals and one 16 year old Nick before me, but she was n't interested in a human relationship and after having sex with them would leave them soon after, all besides dent. Anyway I loved her alot and we were together a yoke yr before I messed that up. She was accomodating for a woman, she let me accept a bf on the slope, a I dad of 2 kids who I actually forget about from sentence to time, he 's the guilty reason I 'm getting this stuff down ! She did n't take care sharing either, having me home every night while I carved out whatever extra time I could with him, and I taught her the affair my previous bfs taught me. Like I said she was pretty inexperienced in the common sense that she 'd been in the drive through plenty decent times but always ordered the same thing. I made her try anal, thralldom, spanking, ect. again topping against my nature but she needed to try something different. The human relationship with her son was easy too. Being a teenager he was into gambling, girls, and being a smartass like me so we got along dandy, and when she was n't home we would hang out together. But we got too comfortable. We would coquet but it was always a joke, I made surely not to give him the unseasonable mind pretty much only because of how much trouble I could let found myself in, so I kept distancing myself when it started heating up. But he was the only testosterone in the house and I 'm needy, but it 's not like I made the first or any motion 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 `` regular thing '' just the first fourth dimension I did n't say no similar I was supposed to, and the arcsecond clip special occasion which got me thrown out. That first time, I sat on the couch across from him and put my legs in his lap like I 'd done a hundred times before, and he started tickling my animal foot. Not a big great deal, so I struggled a piddling and he stopped for a bit before stroking my legs. He was getting bluff and tracing high and I did n't say anything, when he got to the hem of my short leg I put my ankle joint behind his neck opening and pulled his head towards me, I could n't aid it then. When he started kissing my thighs I lost it and let him do what he wanted. That was apparently to houseclean out my pussy with his tongue, or maybe refulgence my button with it. Whatever, I played with his hairsbreadth and breathed hard while letting him do both. After that he got more confident and dangerous, things like grabbing my butt while his mom was right there looking the former way, tempting fate. The arcsecond and last fourth dimension I was taking him out driving for his 16th birthday but he told me what he really wanted and I agreed, it was a half Truth I told his mom. We were going out practice driving but he really wanted what he got a couple years before, yeah if you 're doing the math you know I 'm a bad person. I was driving to a `` safe spot '' somewhere we could practice session driving without the risk of getting pulled over or hitting anyone, with the added benefits of not getting caught giving him his present. It was just after dark-skinned and we were just out of the drive when he had his dick out, playing with it in one hand and massaging the back of my cervix 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 minute of arc later I saw her again. My fault for not making it very far and picking a bad place to stop, the road towards main street went right by where I parked. He was pushy and eager so I had to rive into a dollar sign memory 's grease lot down the street with no spark nearby, I 'm surprised she could even see the car in the dark from the road, but she pulled in behind us and almost caught me trying to turn over his balls with my clapper and I already had a mouthful of his peter. 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 goose egg else we could experience been doing. But she did probably see us panic like insects along with him riding heights in the seat pulling his drawers up when the lighting hit us, I thougt she was a cop. I knew it was all my fault but I was still bitter, I got thrown out that night and went to ride out with my mom. That was late in the month a couple Nov ago, I had a bunch of traveling bag in her W.C., Xmas presents that I still do n't make out what happened to. That 's just a Weird minuscule point that I would stay fresh coming back to that made me cry a long time after it was over. Now we 're actually on casual talking terminal figure on a mutual chat site we visit and we send each former pictures and memes we find on-line occasionally. She says she realizes it 's hypocritical to detest 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 impost.

While I was with her I had been working on a ranch. I 'd worked my way up to manager over a bunch of immigrants with varying level of English people, but we had a fun relationship. I rode around in a golf handcart all day yelling mock Spanish along with the few word of honor I knew and I would discover matter back like `` puta '' with a smile and wave, I think Puta means sexual love ! No we were all pretty cool and loved giving each other diddly. Literally, I was the manager so I decided who deloused horse carrell, Javier ! Anyway after breaking up with R I quit the job out of depression, sat around at my mom 's all day playing games and moping, a lady friend of mine made it well-heeled taking me out post like parties. She 's unseasoned, in fact she was Dillan 's on/off girlfriend around his age and I knew her through the family. I started going to heights School parties with citizenry 5 or 6 years younger than me, not that I was the only if one like I thought I 'd be. One tall bald ignominious 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 let the cat out of the bag me into it. He expected it to get me in the humour and get him laid, but while I was already in his lap I was n't sure I was in the mode. `` H2 '' I 'll scream my ally, she was putting him on about how much I actually wanted it and he should take me in the unoccupied bedroom and give me some more. She did n't be intimate it at the fourth dimension but I 'd been with nigrify guys before ( not a stranger though, between-noteworthyness dating ), because she was n't talking about the coke, which she also totally approves of. That candy he did give me got my heart going and I liked the hurry, but he followed her speck and said we could only receive More if we were alone like she suggested, so I indulged him. I knew where it was going and just figured `` know it. '' When we were alone he rubbed some behind the header of his pecker with his ovolo and I licked it off, and I discovered I did n't wish it on my glossa much. Not like I have n't trained my gag reflex action for the express understanding of deepthroating but if I had n't it would have killed that too because my throat felt numb. Side note- shameful dick are n't any bigger than anyone elses'. Now in smut everyone 's gumshoe 's big so of track every black guy you see 's going to have a big putz, but the myth 's in place because of the musings of lonely white women wondering about the `` proscribed '' of BBC who have never had it. Like most agressive guy cable, especially party hombre I 've noticed there was n't alot of kissing and playing around, it was `` turn me around, lift attire, pantie off, advertise down and toast doggystyle. '' After about only 10 mo soul knocked on the door looking for him, from the ebonic speech pattern I knew it was the other black guy I 'd seen there hitting on young lady and failing so I think if he struck out the unharmed `` roast and walking in '' thing was programme B. It was the full 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 minutes until both had cum at either end of me and the original guy before he left helped me pull my panties back on with an unexpected nowadays. A ziplock baggie tucked by my butt. That gave me an idea how I could get back on the horse.

I browsed Craigslist personals for one of `` those '' entries. If you 've been desperate and horny you know about them, they say `` carnal massage '' or `` amatuer raw photoshoot '' or something similar. I only had to message one guy back, but did my safe homework first and bagged a collegiate amatuer lensman. That 's actually stretching it, he had a photographic camera and was in college but it was residential area college and a cameraphone that I 'm sure he did n't even have it off how to change the settings on. He took mint of motion-picture show and a twosome picture of me posing naked with property like his member and we had a fun prison term. I got $ 300 for it which was probably nigh of a paycheck since he works at at a pizza position rhyming with conundrum 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 ally and they would get something similar, but being `` broke burger flipper '' as I like to hollo them I got frequent-but-unstrenuous oeuvre. I became an escort ! But since I was playing it prophylactic and meeting by referral the networking pool was limited to blackguard my age who did n't have alot of money, so I gave alot of head since that was cheap and fast. The `` preservation over time '' system of logic does n't process with instant satisfaction, getting off is getting off whether it 's $ 300 or $ 50 so natually everyone wanted the $ 50 option. Yeah I learned later how trivial I was charging, I 'm not vain but I get told I 'm hot and hit on peck, so I think I 'm fairly sexy. But apparently I could give been charging M if I 'd chosen client a little considerably, I 've talked to early girls that charge that much and they 're like 300lb chainsmoking grandmas, guys will TRULY fuck anything. Mine were nice hombre though, about 6 of them in their mathematical group and I got invited to parties with them, called to hang out and toy games, we were Quaker with benefits and $ being exchanged. One guest I met at a company was a landscape architect at a wine maker and he referred me to `` Mk2. '' I say that as a gag because he 's my secong gull and the one who 's my husband now. Owning a wine maker on top of acreage like he does I figured he was racy but I did n't cognize how much, that was n't where his Das Kapital came from, it was just where he lays his head, I wo n't say how a great deal he makes but It 's a twin digits above the gamy plausable speculation. At one point I was spending 2 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. a workweek with him and getting threefold whole-package value of $ 400 a day. What we did those dark was the most fun too, he became my darling in a rush being alot like Mk1 with a meaner streak. When I slept there I actually started drop my nights tied up on the floor of his W.C. in between playing servant, being belted while hanging from the punching bag eyebolt in the basement ceiling, led around on a threesome and swatted with a theme like a dog and more. He eventually got jealous and wanted me all to himself, giving me a Miata and a $ 5000 a calendar month allowance to follow live with him and be his alone, which I recently learned someone else is effectively paying nowadays. I would have done it for free for the chance to live with him and have that variety of fun every day. We got married in July last 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 periodic wakeup cock sucking and housework. I 'm more like the dirty live-in maid nowadays, but I 've gotten something else from him as a solacement present- a swain who is again a friend of his. I stay with him whenever score 's out of town, which is about 10-12 days a month, and when I 'm over there my girlfriend usually comes to advert out with us and that 's when I get my gaming meter in. He 's the one who 's taken up giving Mark that $ 5000 a calendar month I get as an allowance. As far as I know that was n't always the example, but I wonder if I 'm still in the escort biz and my married man 's now my procurer ... I have in fact entertained one of his wedding party guests who was traveling to CA on business, he did n't speak a Book of English language and had an cortege, and I did n't have it off he was coming until I got an out-of-timezone text from my husband telling me to expect him and I was to dedicate him the VIP discourse. I 've learned to cook since I moved in here, there were actually staff on another menage on the property for that kind of thing before he met me but it 's abandon now. I wonder if I 'm basically getting their $ to do their jobs now since I clean this whale position and do all the cookery and washables and stuff.

Before I forget, earliest I said I 'd been with 3 1/2 women which I said I 'd explain. I met a tgirl at a political party and have been spending sentence with her lately. She 's so feminine and beautiful that she was getting hit on there as often or more than any other girl, and the Guy have no musical theme. Neither did I until the subject came up and she whispered it to me nervously. She actually does n't find comfortable in the undetermined with people knowing who she really is and wants to stay discreet for now. But at some point in time we got into talking about our experiences and thing we still wanted to try and I mentioned girl with dicks, I do n't bonk if she somehow managed to steer the conversation that way but we got a mates joking cheer fron drunk guys when we went to fall out by ourselves in the garage to `` talk '' more privately. It 's a developing situation, but she 's not like the usual guy or girls I like. It 's fitting I speculation since she 's basically neither gender, but definitely feminine. She 's lenify and ilk wearisome sex with alot of holding each other and kissing and gentle rocking. My husband being as ... liberalist as he is, girls are allowed and he knows I like to hang 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 approval tilt, I 've told him about her but not the being trans part.

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