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'' A Pussyboy 's storey ''

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by tcs1963

When I was growing up, I was always into young lady. I also loved to stroke my cock and check a lot of heterosexual porno videos. This is back when smut was a great deal harder to get by and came on Vhs and Beta videotapes.

I remember as a teenager seeing my first all-guy gay porn cartridge clip. It was at the end of another videotape, as some kind of advertisement, I guess.

I remember being so turned on, watching those guys together sucking and fucking, that my little cock almost ripped through my jean.

But I was also feeling really confused and kind of guilty about enjoying it. I did n't know or even understand my chemical reaction, but the seminal fluid of experimentation had been sown, and they stuck with me as I grew older.

Afterward, when I watched straight heterosexual porn, I realized that what I was fantasizing about, more often than not, was the woman in the scene and what she was experiencing.

The distaff porno actresses looked so submissive, and beautiful. They also had the most powerful orgasms. Their experiences seemed far more than intense than anything that the male erotica actor experienced.

I was fascinated and very peculiar by how it would feel to be submissive and experience being taken.

This led to me experimenting with male assplay, ( by putting things in my ass, mainly zucchini and the the like ) and imagining that I was being fucked and going through the Lapplander experiences as those lady.

The like thing with cumming on my face. I would swipe my ass against the wall and stroke my cock as it pointed at my aspect. My own hot cum pouring all over my human face when I came.

This led to a number of years of mix-up and balmy depression from not exactly fitting into established sexual roles. Those feelings lasted well into my recently XX.

I was a fairly dependable looking guy, while in schooltime. Participating in a few team sports, mostly football and baseball. I guess you could say I was a moderately pop teenage boy with the moderately pop teenage lady friend.

I know I was definitely attracted to the teenage young woman, and most times I had the bulge in my trouser to testify it. I had a few girlfriend kinship, even a couple of girls who helped me be sexually active.

I really enjoyed sex with them, fumbling around in the backseat or secret meetings behind the bleachers. But I still could n't judder my desire to be more submissive, and I continued in private to trifle with my ass and cum on my case.

I was generally confused and did n't understand the unit bisexuality affair. I made myself very paltry trying to figure out if I was gay or not.

I continued to enjoy dating girls and having straight person experiences, and in my other 1920s, I went a bit kitty crazy. Dating any girl that would put out.

phonograph needle to say, I still could n't didder the unharmed homosexual thing. So I decided to actively search out a guy on guy sexual experience. Which, once you got past the superfluity, was pretty loose back then.

I eventually lost my ass cerise to a guy that I met at a bar one night when I was around 27-years-old. I remember lying on his living elbow room floor in missionary position, with his medium size tool pushing in and out of me.

Truth be known, It was OK but all in all, it was a somewhat unsatisfactory experience. What I disliked most was that he was full-on gay and wanted more intimacy, kissing and cuddling and that really did n't feel right to me.

With fair sex, I absolutely wanted to buss and draw close, and be intimate in this way. I did n't want any of that with this guy, I just wanted to get fucked, and live out my fantasy of what it was like to be more submissive.

That first experience taught me a lot. It taught me that I certainly did n't experience any emotional connection or attraction to men.

After that initial experiment for a brief period, I tried to hide my tactual sensation about being submissive. I had met and was dating a really beautiful girl and we were having heavy sex, so I did n't think about my frizzy side anymore.

After that human relationship ended, it was what happened with my next lady friend that made many of the while of my intimate jigsaw mystifier fall into space. She truly found my lawful self for us.

Lisa was a very pretty lady, she was a lawyer, who inherited her Father-God business firm. She was a very reasoning and strong cleaning lady, she was also very Dominant and just had a natural air of authorisation. Like everything was naturally going to operate out exactly as she planned in her life story.

Everything was different about her to previous girlfriends that I had been out with. She knew what she wanted and not only took it, she demanded it.

To start with, on our first escort she insisted that she pick me up, this had never happened to me before. I always did the driving. Other matter went exactly like that, I had to get used to her taking charge.

Do n't get me wrong, thing started out fairly vanilla but we quickly started to experiment in bed. As I said before, she was very dominant sexually, but she was also very confident and had a huge intimate parkway.

As I began to unfold up to her about my slavish phantasy, and my brief encounter with homosexual body process. rather than repel her it served to bring her dominant face more to the forefront of our relationship.

She loved when I would eat her kitty, and I remember I got to do that a lot. She would guide my head into place, and literally labour her purulent onto my tongue and mouth.

She got into the verbal humiliation side of things, also. If I was n't licking her exactly the way she wanted, she would push my headway away and slap me across the face.

Then she would say something like, `` Eat my cunt properly, gripe. ''

Then she would rend my head back into her genitals, grasping my whisker firmly and holding me in shoes. It sounds much unfit than it was because no subject what she said, I enjoyed worshipping her pussy.

I remember one eventide on the ride home plate from a Night out. She made me eat her pussy in the backseat of a taxi. Truly testing my meekness to her confidence.

I remember the taxi device driver asked her what was going on back there, and in her typical sure-footed behaviour Lisa replied, `` My bitch is eating my wet pussy. ''

He just busted out laughing and said, `` screwing, that 's totally hot ! ''

Early into our FLR relationship, Lisa started breaking me in with her new strap-on that she purchased specifically for me. She liked to do most of the fucking in are sex life, far more than than I fucked her.

We tried so a great deal together, sexually and otherwise. I was absolutely in nirvana. I cherished her and loved our family relationship. I loved my ever more submissive role too, and I knew from that present moment forward that I loved being dominated by cleaning woman by potent women.

I was absolutely devastated when she moved across the country from me, a couple of years later. Although, we still hold open in pinch, through the net and telephone.

Fast forward twenty-two-years and I have now been married for 20 old age to the most incredible and erotic woman.

For the last ten years, we have been practicing an FLR lifestyle relationship, including male chastity, pegging, domestic discipline.

Furthermore, for the past 5 years, my wife has successfully introduced cuckolding into our kinship, and together we have had three long term bulls, during that point.

Our most recent shit, Michealanis an extremely dominant bisexual Male, and I am forced to regularly suck his cock, and he will occasionally bed me.

Unlike my 1st Male on male experience in my late twenties, this time it feels right to me. There is no emotional attachment to Micheal, he does n't need intimacy with me, no kissing or cuddling.

As my mistress regularly confirms to me, my bi activity is because I need submission and humiliation. I need to be submissive to her and her Bulls because it helps me be a better pussyboy. It 's not about the sex act, it is all about the setting.

When he cums in her pussy and I eat her creampie or I suck his large peter and he cums in my mouth. Even when he fucks my ass-pussy, it is not because I am gay, its because I am submissive. My schoolmistress Lisa knows that my humiliation is what pushes all of my push.

That 's why I am in love life with her. That is why I worship her and endeavour to be the best pussyboy that I can be for her every single day of my life.

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