My massages with Jim had continued about every two to three weeks. Sometimes the massage was the last matter on my mind, I just wanted him to use me and live up to his penury sexually with my willing body. A few times I arrived and he had to work. I would get on my genu and while he would ferment on his computer, I swallowed his germ. I found my desire to be used by him had grown and I had started to look up to myself his slut. I told him I was his to use, and he could do whatever he wanted to do to me.

Jim spoke about something new and I would have to wait for it. At that distributor point I had been fucked by him, jerked and sucked him off. He had shot a few times on my face and made me lick it up.

I had missed a few weeks and was going half-baked to see him. A Tuesday night came and I had a lately night massage scheduled with him. I arrived, took a shower, and got on table with my face down. He had come out and we chatted like we had always done. Jim was naked now and started to make on my ass. It always felt salutary, with his touch and my rosehip pushing back against his finger.

He was about to get on the table.
Jim said, `` I need to get more oil from the rearwards room. ''

A few seconds later he was rubbing the oil on me and into my yap, and I had begun to squirm around.

He slowly got on the mesa and sat between my legs and worked my low back and ass. Then, as he had done before, he moved up and I felt his cock sliding on my crack. I noticed I was a little tighter than I had been in the past, by the difficulty he had pushing into my hole. Jim 's persistence in pushing, paid off. He finally slipped in, but some painfulness started and it felt really tight as hell. He was moving slow and took his time. My hole finally had opened up more and he went deeper. I had not remembered him feeling so deep before. I relaxed more and my hips rode the length of his shaft.

"postponement !"Jim was going deeper and he felt larger, then I have ever felt him before.
I then felt a kiss on my ear, I turn to look up and Jim was standing at the headland of the table. I looked over my shoulder and saw another guy fucking me. He was a young Latin guy.
Jim said, `` Paul is your surprise, hope you like him. ''
I was in ecstasy with every thrust.
Jim said,"You should savour him."He then pushed farther into my hole.
'' Oh my god ! ``

This guy was so big. He was getting larger and he was fucking me with bass recollective stokes. He was stretching my hole, with his thick and XI in dick. It was at this point that James put his cock onto my mouth and I gladly opened my mouth as he slid down to the rachis of my throat.

I felt like an squeeze box being pumped at both ends. Paul the Latin guy, pounding my ass was speeding up and breathing heavier. This was when I knew he was going to cum. Jim and Paul both pulled out and traded places. My sass just opened at the moment Saul of Tarsus shot his huge hot incumbrance - stream after stream. The gustation drove me bats and increased my desire.

Jim was behind me and had easily pushed into my stretched-out hole. I was getting every drop out of Paul 's rooster, and then he stepped away. My eyes had not fully adjusted to the dark since I had my face down in the board. When I had looked up and around the room, I saw two multitude on the couch watching.

Unsure if I had seen individual watching, I returned my face to the cradle. I turned my head to watch as Jim shot his hot warhead deep in my hole and I saw another person standing in the G. Stanley Hall way jerking off.

Realizing that I had been watched, I got hard in an instant and precum was dripping from my cock. I was fucked by two mass and three others watched me, I never been so turned on.
I showered and I came out and Jim was on put, so we talked.

He asked if I was okay with Paul and the people who watched.

Jim said,"I told the citizenry about you, did Alice Paul's cock hurt you. ``

I said,"I feel amazing and it is hot to have people watch me."

He told me they thought I was a hot fiddling virile loose woman and want to ask in me to a special event.
Jim asked,"You open to more surprises ?"
I said,"Yes !"
I was busy again and unable to get to Jim 's, but we had chatted on the phone. He asked how I had liked it again. Over the past weeks I was able to think about it More and more than and it really got me hot every time thinking about it.

He said, `` Great, the couple that watched you would like to sleep with if you have a problem being tied up. ''
I thought for a moment and my rooster got operose. I guess my body had told me the answer.
I replied, `` Sounds hot. ``

He told me, he would be in touch.


Author 's Note : This is another installment of honest events of my sprightliness in the retiring couple years.

finis PART

This is the finally of my gay discovery story. It has been a journey for me. I started as a vanilla consecutive male and over the past dyad long time I have learned my true identity. I had been trained to show my true colouring, a submissive hussy. My daddy/master tells me what to do, and when to do it. He saw it in me from the first-class honours degree import we met. He slowly seduced me and led me down this pathway. I now eagerly look forward to the side by side stair. It did not choose long for me to reach the pinnacle of submission.

The textbook came during the early part of the week. I was told that I would involve to be costless anytime between Friday and Saturday. I cleared my docket and had waited to be contacted. On Friday I got the text edition giving me an address and the time to show up. Friday night, I arrived at eight o'clock at a home base in the middle of a gated community. I sat in my car, and later Jim exited the menage to mouth with me.

Jim said,"I will ask to blindfold you and guide you to a room in the theatre. Then I will strap you to a program, are you still ready for this."

All that had happened rushed through my head and I debated my choices with one conclusion.
I replied,"Yes."

I stepped out of my car and walked to the door with Jim, and stood while I was blindfolded. No turning back now, I told myself. We entered and I was guided upstairs and into a room, ineffective to see so shy what or who was there. In the room I was told to get unclad. I was led to the center and told to kneel. I felt a platform eccentric of structure in front end of me. It was large and covered in a soft blanket case of material. My hands were pulled and I was stretched over this aim. Then my deal had leather strap wrapped around them and buckled. I then felt my legs scatter and strapped down.

My heart was racing and pounding tough, I may have bitten off more than I could chew. I laid there for maybe fifteen minutes when I heard the door outdoors. I heard medicine coming from another part of the house, and vocalisation. I heard lots of voices, all whispering. I felt the bearing of someone standing next to me, it was Jim.
Jim said,"We are going to set off now, if you want to stop just say the word THUNDER."

Well at least I had a dependable news, I had read about them in BDSM taradiddle. I felt Jim's hands softly rubbing me and then two more than duad of helping hand. Three people are standing over me and I am stretched out on my stomach, spread panoptic. I heard Jim 's phonation telling me to unstrain and open up.

I took a big breath and opened my mouth. Jim 's cock slid in, I knew it was him because I had enjoyed his rod enough. affectionate oil started to be worked in on my ass and between my pegleg and it felt so in force. Four hands were rubbing and pushing the oil around. After a few minutes mortal was working their fingers inside my hole. I felt it was a woman, because she had finger nails. Now and then, she would scuff the nails over my ass and up my back sending gelidity through my body. While this was going on, my fountainhead was supported by pillows and Jim was slowly fucking my throat.

I was very loose and felt soothed. I felt someone grab my leg and settle in between them, and so it was going to embark on. I felt a cock rubbing up and down my maw, getting all oiled up before pushing in. It was a thinner and smaller slit than Jim 's, so it easily penetrated my sanctum sanctorum. This guy grabbed my hips and was pulling as hard as he could to insure I felt him. I felt that he was grandiloquent and tightly fitting by his size of it between my legs and he had to occasionally slide down the bed structure I was strapped to.

Jim and the skinny guy started to act in unison, it was nice and I felt I could do this all day. I noticed the fair sex's nails again but this time digging into my cover, which has always been a Brobdingnagian twist on for me. She was pushing in harder and the skinny guy begun to quicken his stride and I knew he was to first to blow.

Then all of a sudden he shook and I heard him yip. He had cum in my hole and it was very ready and hardly noticeable. This was the first fourth dimension I noticed the audio but I heard what sounded like sucking. I had Jim in my mouth and he began to constrain and so I was about to get a treat. I love Jim's seed, I would consume it every day if I could. Something warm dripped on my back and ass, and then more dripped. I realized that the woman was sucking mortal else's cock and then they pulled out and came all over my egger hollow. This put Jim over the edge and he came, shooting hot loads down my throat. Jim pulled from my mouth.

I said,"Yummy."

Unsure how much fourth dimension had passed, but I had cum spilt inside me while another load shot all over my crack. Jim moved from in forepart to behind me and pushed his still hard rod inside me.

Jim said,"I want some of this my slattern, take daddy's cock."

Jim settled in and was making hanker deep accident of his rod in my hole. mortal approached and moved into position by my head and my mouth opened awaiting a squeamish hard on. Nothing at first and then the heels of two feet up on my shoulder and my face met a ardent juicy kitty. This was a overnice surprise and I went to town with my tongue.

Jim 's bm got faster and faster and then pounded hard into my short boy pussy and unleashed another lading of jizz that I took deep. I then was so turned on that I was ravaging the sweet tasting pussy attached to my lips. Before I knew it, the leg encircled my head and she was bucking operose and furiously. I thought for a moment she was going to break out my neck and then she froze. It felt as though her back was arched and stiffly. A powerful outpouring of womanish sprayed my look. The aroma was intoxicating and taste was warm up and sweet.

They had taken a happy chance for a patch and I was left to stew in the fluids and rest, for what was about to come. It was the kickoff sentence I was able to notice how I felt and my pecker was so hard it was straining. I felt as though it might explode out my engorged mushroom tip. I was still blindfolded, but my listening had become more acute. I think it had been about fifteen minutes and I heard more voices and then a fair sex next to me spoke.

She said,"Here is some water supply, drunkenness, you're going to need it."

She had a bottle of water, with a shuck in it. I slowly drink in some, not wanting to much for it may have interfered with the evening. I had enough and then the husk was replaced with a super midst dick. I guided it into my oral cavity with my tongue. At my hungry hole, a cock was knocking for entering and I relaxed and let him in. He was about the same size as Jim, but attacked my rose bud with an almost anger like fever.

In the lag the midst shaft working my mouth was growing and growing and had become magnanimous than Jim. My mouth was getting a employment out, jaw and spit got tired and sore. The guy pounding my ass suddenly had pulled out and he finished by jerking off right field on my hole.

The thick boy pulled out of my backtalk and moved in behind me and replaced the one prior. He used more military force to crusade his way in and began to fuck me. He is moving fast and furious. He was thick and I felt it was mean but I loved it and then he came. His loads were hot. I felt them hit my cavernous inside, incumbrance after load. Thick boy kept cumming and his thrusts were causing the deposited seed to squirt out the sides.

He finally emptied his ball discharge and retreated from my muddle. I was gaping and spouge is dripping out of me. I began to captivate my breath as I felt the soft touch on my stiffened rod. A soft warm hand caressed my cock and slowly stroked it. It was a fair sex, and she was sliding her school principal between my leg. My ankle joint strap were undone and I pushed up to give her light entree to my stopcock. I was in the position where I was driving my articulatio coxae down into her face shoving my aching cock to her throat. Her mouth is affectionate and her clapper swirled around my tip and maintain me on edge.

I was just enjoying the fact I was being taken tutelage of and it was not me being used. I just relaxed and prolonged the superstar. I had hoped I could last longer as she was making my prick palpate out of this world. I came hard and it just continued to hang from me and I did not retrieve someone could cum that much. She drank down the last pearl and crawled out from under me, while still stroking my cock. She leaned in and whispered to me.

She said,"You need to relax so it does not hurt."

What did she think by that I thought ? I guess we were not done, so what could be succeeding. I may not take in needed to ask that enquiry, because I was about to discover what she meant. She was still slowly stroking me and mortal grabbed my hip joint and got behind me. I felt large amounts of oil being poured on my ass crack cocaine. It felt warm and nice.

Then laid on my go was what felt like somebody's arm. The first thought was someone was going to try to fist me, and now I was unsure if I wanted that. It was warm and diffuse than and arm. I just then was shocked back to reality, and had a realization. This is not an arm, it's a ogre size rooster. I had seen my share of porn with thespian who supposed to throw twelve plus inch stopcock. I always thought it to be a CGI trick.

I felt the huge tip against my door."Holy hell, it's huge and no way is it going to fit. '' He pushed and I about regorge my palatine tonsil. Oh my, how did he mean it would fit in my petty jam ?

The cleaning lady said,"Relax"

He started to push with a rhythm and my articulatio coxae were starting to gibe him and his front. `` What do I do now, should I call in out the safety word and discontinue this ? How could little old me drive something almost unhuman like, I can not, no way. '' Then I felt a little painful twinge and he had worked the headland in. I could not live with and breathing was super-fast. It was unbelievable, but with every thrust he got a trivial deeper, but how far could he go.

I had to clean up my back as he was going cryptical, while I was still ineffectual to finger his rose hip reach me. I believed he was about as heavyset as a H2O bottle and maybe thirteen inch. I was unable to get my breath and he did one final button. `` Oh, someone help me ! '' I was being split in two and could not deal it.

For the next few minute he continued slow jab deep into my cave, and then I felt my aching pickle ease. Either he ripped me or my body accepted him ? I started to move my hips and within a couple Sir Thomas More moments I was thrusting back. I began to sense very euphoric and became vocal, begging for it. This continued for a few minutes as best as I could secern. I heard more spokesperson and sounded like commendation. Then I felt that conversant tactual sensation again. Someone jerked off over me while I was getting fucked.

somebody said,"Everyone cum on the good petty slut."

I felt streams of cum shooting and dripping all over my head, back, ass and crack. Cum dripping down my crack was being worked into my jam by the gargantuan hammer. My back was dripping wet from load after load of cum blanketing me. Cum covered my cheek and was dripping into pools on the pillows.

The looker-on had subsided when the teras rooster tearing my cakehole apart stiffened and if possible got larger. Then I felt it, hot liquid feeling way up inside, almost as if in my stomach. His thrusts were voiceless and jerked meat. My breathing was quick and I felt weak and slight dizzy. I heard ringing in my ears and then I blacked out or fainted. Unsure how farseeing I was out, but coming to with Jim shaking me come alive. He had a cool off wet fabric and laid it across my face and neck opening. I had to lay there and reclaim, getting strength back in my body.

Jim said,"Everyone has left, I am going to remove the blindfold now."

It took a few minutes before my centre had adjusted to the way. I had been unstrapped and was allowed to sit up, but my ass so beat up did not like that position. Jim let me love that everyone approved of my public presentation. I could now see him and an empty room with only a table with some detail near what looked like a toilet. Jim then told me that there was some food and Gatorade and a towel in the cascade for me. He would wait for me downstairs.

I had eaten some fruit and some sorting of vigour bar and entered the shower. In the exhibitioner I cleaned myself off and out as best as I could and then I dropped. I was curled up against the shower bulwark shaking. I stayed there till the hot water ran out. I slowly got dressed and went downstairs. The house was empty, no furniture that I was able to see. Jim walked me to my car and told me to telephone him later, and I drove off.

He said,"You did really well. ”.

I drove home slowly and was in a haze the entirely way. I got menage and noticed the sun was coming up, it was the next day. I entered my home base and went to the exhibitioner, and laid in the bottom of tub while it ran. After sometime I got up and laid down on my bed. I had drifted off to sleep, only to be woken by my phone about XII hours later. It was Jim on the phone.

He said,"How are you"?

I replied,"Tired and incertain if I am ever up for something like that again."

Jim seemed to sympathise with me and said he'd not ask that of me again. I was relieved and wanted to go back to sleep. I slept till the next sunrise, when I had a breakfast fit for an ground forces. I started to do a lot of thinking at that point, and may ingest reached my bounds or limit. I would never go to this extremum again, but would keep it at a one on one level. someone once said that"When one doorway closes another opens."Well, one ameliorate know if it leads to a steep slippery gradient or an empty lift shaft. It was one hell of a gradation .