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'' A Pussyboy 's Story ''

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by tcs1963

When I was growing up, I was always into girls. I also loved to stroke my dick and learn a lot of heterosexual person pornography videos. This is back when porn was much harder to get by and came on Vhs and beta videotapes.

I remember as a teenager seeing my first all-guy gay smut clip. It was at the end of another videotape, as some form of advert, I guess.

I remember being so turned on, watching those guys together sucking and piece of ass, that my lilliputian stopcock almost ripped through my dungaree.

But I was also feeling really confused and form of guilty about enjoying it. I did n't know or even understand my reactions, but the germ of experiment had been sown, and they stuck with me as I grew old.

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

The female person porn actresses looked so subservient, and beautiful. They also had the most powerful orgasms. Their experiences seemed far more vivid than anything that the male porn actors experienced.

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

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

The same thing with cumming on my fount. I would pilfer my ass against the wall and stroke my pecker as it pointed at my aspect. My own hot cum pouring all over my case when I came.

This led to a figure of class of confusion and modest depression from not exactly fitting into established intimate function. Those feel lasted well into my late 20.

I was a fairly proficient looking guy, while in school day. Participating in a few squad summercater, mostly football and baseball game. I guess you could say I was a moderately popular teenage boy with the moderately pop teenage girls.

I know I was definitely attracted to the teenage girls, and most times I had the extrusion in my drawers to bear witness it. I had a few girlfriend relationships, even a twosome 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 sway my desire to be more submissive, and I continued in private to play with my ass and cum on my typeface.

I was generally confused and did n't interpret the altogether androgyny thing. I made myself very scummy trying to visualize out if I was gay or not.

I continued to enjoy dating lady friend and having heterosexual experiences, and in my early on twenties, I went a bit pussy looney. Dating any girl that would put out.

needle to say, I still could n't shake the unharmed homosexual matter. So I decided to actively seek out a guy on guy sexual experience. Which, once you got past the overplus, was pretty easy back then.

I eventually lost my ass cherry 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 missioner position, with his ordinary size cock pushing in and out of me.

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

With women, I absolutely wanted to snog and nestle, and be intimate in this way. I did n't require any of that with this guy, I just wanted to get fucked, and live out my illusion of what it was like to be more slavish.

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

After that initial experiment for a legal brief period of time, I tried to hide my feelings 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 kinkier side anymore.

After that relationship ended, it was what happened with my adjacent lady friend that made many of the man of my sexual jigsaw puzzle Fall into topographic point. She truly found my true self for us.

Lisa was a very pretty lady, she was a lawyer, who inherited her sire firm. She was a very intelligent and strong woman, she was also very prevailing and just had a lifelike air of government agency. Like everything was naturally going to work out exactly as she planned in her life.

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 out with, on our first date she insisted that she pick me up, this had never happened to me before. I always did the drive. Other things went exactly like that, I had to get used to her taking charge.

Do n't get me wrongfulness, things 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 sexual campaign.

As I began to open up to her about my subservient fancy, and my abbreviated clash with gay activity. Rather than repel her it served to get her prevalent side more to the forefront of our relationship.

She loved when I would eat her snatch, and I remember I got to do that a lot. She would guide my head into place, and literally grind her kitty onto my knife and oral fissure.

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

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

Then she would pull my head back into her crotch, grasping my hair firmly and holding me in station. It sounds much worse than it was because no thing what she said, I enjoyed worshipping her pussy.

I remember one evening on the ride home from a night out. She made me eat her pussy in the backseat of a hack. Truly testing my submission to her authority.

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

He just busted out laughing and said, `` piece of tail, that 's totally hot ! ''

Early into our FLR family 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 I fucked her.

We tried so much together, sexually and otherwise. I was absolutely in heaven. I cherished her and loved our relationship. I loved my ever more slavish office too, and I knew from that here and now forward that I loved being dominated by women by warm women.

I was absolutely devastated when she moved across the country from me, a mates of days later. Although, we still keep open in tactual sensation, through the internet and telephone.

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

For the last ten years, we have been practicing an FLR lifestyle relationship, including male sexual abstention, pegging, domestic field.

Furthermore, for the past 5 years, my married woman has successfully introduced cuckolding into our kinship, and together we have had three prospicient term Bull, during that period of time.

Our most Holocene epoch dogshit, Michealanis an extremely dominant bisexual male, and I am forced to regularly suck his cock, and he will occasionally get it on me.

Unlike my firstly Male on male experience in my late XX, this fourth dimension it feels redress to me. There is no emotional affixation to Micheal, he does n't require affaire with me, no kissing or cuddling.

As my schoolmistress regularly confirms to me, my bi activity is because I need compliance 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 circumstance.

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

That 's why I am in love with her. That is why I worship her and strive to be the respectable pussyboy that I can be for her every individual day of my life history.

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