S & M Diary

So I 'm not a writer but after a summer of amazing sex I thought I 'd ploughshare it with others. I 'm a male, 35, fit, attractive, bisexual person, married and this is all true and begins back in June when I had become bored with porn.

I was looking to jerk off and nothing was doing it for me. In the past cuckolding, cream-pie feeding, CEI, latex, gangbang, and bukake juju were always my go to when I needed a release. But they just were n't doing it for me anymore. I had recently stumbled upon sounding which is variety of hot. It 's basically guy 's sliding glass rods into beautiful operose cocks until cum oozes out. As for trying this at place however, well I think it takes a special kind of person. S & M had concerned me a lot. I love latex, ballock gags, mask, but not really the idea of being whipped.

So I went on Craigslist and posted a very specific ad looking for a Master in the Casual meeting section that basically explained all my fetishes above, likes and dislike and about a week later I got a response from Master. Our email went back and forth and it was arranged that the following Saturday we 'd get in touch.

That Saturday came, I arrived at his place which was a sensitive sized, 2 level house in a suburban vicinity. My first printing of him was how ordinary he looked. He was really interested in how I had become bored with porn as he had heard this a lot in the stopping point several calendar month.

He lead me down to the cellar which kind of creeped me out. Thankfully he turned the luminance on and it became really cool, lit with black lights and a crazy amusement system. pornography played on a 60 inch screen, the fit was a bunch of guys cumming all over a woman 's snatch followed by a dude getting sloppy mo and another guy slurping the goo out of her. It was pretty hot. We smoked a roast to lighten up the mood and shortly after he asked if I was fix. I said I was and he said I could put my clothes on a professorship in the corner which I did. Master left the room and returned wearing a red latex one part suit of clothes. I stood there naked, sloshed, but nowhere near arduous like professional. His shaft stood gruelling pointing to the ceiling and it was glorious. In his bridge player was a black mask. I put it on and discovered this hard composition of plastic by the mouth which forced me to wrap my mouth around it once the masque was on correctly. It tasted salty and the idea that a lot of cum had slid down this verbalize objet d'art crossed my head. Communication on my theatrical role was now trammel. I could grunt that 's about it. Master changed the firing to strobe-lights and the porn bulk got crank. phone of men grunting and cumming and balls slapping filled the room.

Master then opened a doorway in the basis exposing a coffin flush with the reason in the floor. Purple padding lined the inside. He asked me to lay in it and I became really hesitant. He assured me everything was OK, I was right to be spooky but to slacken and get in the coffin.

I did, laying on my spinal column. Master closed the door but removed an opening by my psyche so if anyone came down they 'd see a small square kettle of fish in the undercoat and if they looked in the whole they 'd see me wearing my mask unable to talk or displace. I could see Master squirting lube all over his cock, stroking in the strobe-lighting. We locked heart and it was powerful. He owned me. My sass watered for his tool and it was n't long until he was on his stifle cumming into my sassing. This was the initiatory clock time I 'd taken a lot of cum from another man in many years. The amount of seed he sprayed was fantastic. The saltines and thickness was acute and I gagged as it went down. I could get a line a woman climaxing on the video but it was faint in the coffin and with the mask on it was distorted. Full revelation I through up the cum in my sass and swallowed it again. It was a short too vivid for me. But my pharynx was now coated in seamen.

I was a little shocked at the brusque amount of clock time the event it took for Master to climax. I had not been there 45 minutes and already lord appeared finished. However this changed quickly. Soon more men were kneeling by the hole and spraying cum into my mouth. Master had a lot of fetish partisan Friend. All had enchanting masks.

One guy in a blue mask stuck his latex gloved hand into my mouth and scooped his cum from my tongue and sucked it off his fingers then spat a massive cum wad into my mouth.

More men came. Sir Thomas More seed sprayed. I gagged but swallowed everything that came down my tube. The light changed to Black person light and cum gleamed vibrant ashen. skipper appeared with a funnel and a small-scale container filled with jizz. I learned later he liked to store his cum in the freezer then warm it up for Guest. He poured the goo into the funnel shape and it shot down my throat the wrongfulness way. I gagged, coughing and a wad of cum shot out of my intrude oral cavity and splattered all over my typeface gluing my eye closed. superior could recite I was in distress and opened the casket lid letting me out. My hard-on was immense. Cum dripped from my wee-wee slit. master copy gave me the container and told me to drink up. I started to pouring the cocktail in my mouth while Master sucked me off. His mouth was wet and his tongue worked my rod. I came quickly gushing into his mouth. At this gunpoint I realized a twelve men stood in the dark all stroking their hammer. This was going to be a good summertime .