While there 's probably something dirty for everyone here, this is n't a porno fib so much trying to keep racecourse of what I 've been up to so far. Like watching a show as I 'm doing now, it 's actually potential 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 thing without bulletpoints. It does n't play everyone I 've ever been with because some one-nighters are forgettable, and not every time I 've had sex because like most of us not every clock time was story worthy and it 's pretty sponsor when you 're in a relationship. It 's more about the important ones where I discovered something new or interesting. I thought about putting it under the `` journal '' class but I think that would be misconstrued as `` dear journal, inclose porno. ``

My first beau was a guy named gull, coincidentally my electric current husband 's name. He was controlling and abusive in the naughty way, so I accepted it. He did n't like me having guy friends, did n't want me going out without him, easy to piss off, like what young lady warn their girl about, but I was a sexually ignorant Virgo in the `` slashie fangirl '' sock-in-your-mouth, crying-as-I-tie-you-down-with-more-duct-tape sort of way at the metre. 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 talk girlfriend into trying things like anal or even giving head for the bore confection girls, and it 's usually a atruggle but he did n't worry about it. We were n't attached and needy either but he was pretty territorial reserve. We never said we loved each early or anything and he even shared me with 2 of his nicer friends once, one of whom would later become a bf so he was n't terribly in love with me. This sharing 'll suit a recurring theme. So Mark was my supporter 's swain before mine, she met him at a party we went to and I got to make love him through her, and after they broke up he came to me. She tried to discourage me like I said but I did n't mind or handle, she had become kind of timid since they broke up and it was kind of an embarassed suggestion at sound. There was a good reason 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 typesetter's case for her. Although it turned out alright for me, I did n't know at the sentence ( and she did n't tell me which is sort of a dick move ), He was the Lapp way with her. But she was n't like me. Her first time was in front of his friends crying as she was raped and humiliated, a pocket-sized political party or bbq with his friend or something where everyone was drunk. think the controlling piece, she had no friends there because he did n't want them around. If there were more voices saying `` hey what the fuck ? ! ? stop ! '' it might not induce happened, but they did n't discover that. I assume to them it was like a rape-porno, something everybody sentinel but does n't admit to their friends. In that environs though they were all thinking the Saame thing ; Everyone 's cool with it and I 'm not doing it so I 'm ok with it. He did n't bequeath a physical fool where I could see it, otherwise the timing of that and the dissolution would suffer been suspect to me and I would n't have become his future girl. From what she told me though during that event he was rough in the way I knew him, he choked and slapped her around during which is where the chagrin came in. She only told me after he and I broke up, which while I understand it being tough to talk about was kind of messed up because it might have happened to me. gift the circumstance she has n't been with a guy since as far as I know. I have n't talked to her in a couple years but for a few years after that she was strictly girls, including my first gear. More about that later.

Kenny came second. He was one of Mark 's nicer friends that I was shared with like I was talking about. After the cobbler's last brakeup he was all over my earphone being `` a just champion. '' Basically he knew I was uncommitted, what form of things I was into and had to beat someone else to me. He was alot less comfy with just doing what he wanted to me with no apology. But that was the solitary type of guy I was used to, I so was the one pushing him to try new affair. Nothing boring like anal and blowjob because he knew from experience I was into those and I consider them part of regular sex. But I wanted to be slapped and choked, tied up and belted like I was used to. He was my low gear attentive bf, the variety of normal dainty guy who gives girls what they want. We said our `` love you '' s, went out places and everything rule couples do together. There were things I could n't get him to do. One of them was pegging, the other 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 group of his friend for a gangbang. We 'd hang out with them one at a prison term, person hanging out with his Friend and the Quaker 's gf basically, casually loosen them up with innuendo while playing games or what have you while I was laying on the blatant flirting. When I had private moments with them near would flirt more directly with me, thinking I wanted something on the side and Kenny was totally unmindful. Even guy cable who claim to be honorable and would never reside up with a friend 's girl will do it if they think they can get away with it. Anyway I would order them that he was cool with sharing and they did n't receive to await until we were alone to lay on the game. When we were all in the same room again the conversation could keep on more than fluidly. I had 6 recruits lined up pretty fast, a little Sir Thomas More than a calendar week I think, sadly only 5 showed up. I 'm only going to namedrop the `` important notch '' but Curtis deserves a especial acknowledgment 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 dick was amazing. Almost coke-can thick, foreskinned that did n't make out all the way around his head, light blue veins all the way down the incline, and I could n't even get my fingertips to come to together at the base. And that was voiced, it hung along his thighs almost halfway to his stifle at like 9+ inches when hard like a pornstar. Except for the fact that aside from size pornstars have quotidian shaft, but this one was perfective and inviting, practically yummy. Naturally during the gangbang and probably because I 'd been making unceasing jocularity about its size, he maintained a monopoly on my asshole the majority of the metre. The pressure sensation on the back of my vaginal wall left me hovering around coming constantly, the guy who took turns in my pussy made me cum every sentence. I had a theory that a young lady 's body can lead 6 guys 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 coffee mesa the height is about proper to relieve oneself it work. Curtis underneath me while on my spinal column, someone standing at the pes of the deep brown table to screw my pussy, one at the caput with his tool in my backtalk, one straddling over me and the table titfucking me, and 2 on either side for me to fluff while they waited for a comfortably parking smear. Only 1 in that last illustration though when mortal did n't show. Kenny and I were together for awhile after that too. But he personally never shared me with them again. Not that it caused any job or anything, but as far as I know none of them had ever seen each others'dicks and I probably did n't make him too happy with my frequent musings about Curtis 's but he was a estimable sport and it, but anyway of class 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 history. We 'd been bff 's since we were piddling but we 've drifted apart the final stage few years. It probably had something to do with being ally and then being together for awhile. I can reasonably uphold family relationship with exes and stay friends, but the incumbrance is on other citizenry to be able-bodied to do the same. It 's a rarefied thing outside of swingers, green-eyed monster comes too easily to some masses. I 've never been in a monogamous human relationship even now. Anyway, She was the starting time girl I 've ever been with, and there have been 3 1/2, which will be explained. As soon as my `` exclusive '' window was open she made her move the same way I tried to convince guy to offer 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 cuddle all the clock time, no sense of personal space. I did n't beware, she was always like that but it was different than common. So after the innuendo and flirting to ease me into it like I 've done, we had that conversation where she said she wanted me, and asked me to serve her get off. The way she sold me on it was that it would n't mean anything and would be comfortable, she would wear a skirt and no panties for clothed unawkward access, laying with her legs hanging over the bed, and I could put on 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 turn out that way. I got excited as she was and I did part off wearing it over my pants, but all of her clothes and my shirt had come off by the metre we were done. And I was on top of her with my tongue in her mouth. Que sera ... We were living together for almost a twelvemonth, a few months of which were after we broke up. I do n't live why, we were still cool with each former and I could have had a family relationship with a lady friend, 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.

Nick was interesting. He was a close blonde fem looking guy who had some refutable fetishes and a affair for sure-enough 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 bonk it- she became my gf later. In keeping with my polygamous 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 right away ) and they had previously talked about how she was tidal bore to try sex with another young lady. Naturally the reason 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 Santa Maria de Belem 's his so I 'll say he was like my paired. We had different fetishes but we were both freaks. Some thing even I wo n't do like diaper/shit hooey, when I want to do that it 'll be when I 'm changing an actual baby, thank you. One thing we could both agree on was pegging. I had strapon experience and he had anal experience so we went together like hot wienerwurst and doughnuts. I was n't expecting him to bust lingerie but it was unexpectedly receive too. The part 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 invite end. But I like to make my men felicitous so I tied his wrists to his headboard, buttfucked, belittled, and spanked him while he was dressed like a slutty girl. We were n't together for long, maybe 6 months when I found out I was fraught ! I planned to work out what to do together with him and I was totally open up to an abortion, we were n't that serious and it was still early in every gumption. 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 other burgeoning yoga friend did n't desire the play at the time. I had n't decided what to do with the maternity but it was decided for me when I went for a `` lady health check '' and was told I could n't cause a baby yet. I had some uterine scarring that would n't grant it to get food and air it needed to grow. It was n't a big hit to me or anything because it was so ahead of time and actually fixable whenever I finally found the money for it, which I did n't consume at the time ( I 'm now viable ). So after a snaking I went home with a sore cooch, which sounds like the darker one-half of a porn prank but it 's not funny at all, especially the pain in the ass and cramping.

So the PE sub. I 'll call her R, guys like shoutouts for bro-fives but girls and women probably wo n't. While I was with ding I actually started hanging out with her and we did Yoga at her house. I do n't recollect the location but that 's not why I was doing it. I looked great in those pants and they were fun to rub against someone wearing them, which we did. Our inaugural experience was erotic but not sexual, doing stretching together and she showed me how to match my toes with her lap straddling my ass for `` counseling ''. If we were n't wearing step-in it could have been embarassing wearing those pants wet as we were ... I was still living with H while I was with ding, 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 show, it pissed off H even more. She and R actually almost had some dramatic event when R came to blab about the wholly pregnancy matter with me. After we 'd been seeing each other for awhile and my roomy got another gf the place got a little crowd together, 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 to upload this form of thing. She was pretty inexperienced for an quondam cleaning lady, Me being her first gear girl and we had alike account. Her husband was controlling, would succeed her when she went out with champion, ect. The only good matter she got from him was his son. She married him before she could legally drink so she missed out on the young messing around vista of figuring stuff out and was trying to shit up for it with younger cat. 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 worry in a human relationship and after having sex with them would leave them soon after, all besides Nick. Anyway I loved her alot and we were together a pair year before I messed that up. She was accomodating for a char, she let me have a bf on the side, a exclusive dad of 2 kids who I actually forget about from time to metre, he 's the shamefaced grounds I 'm getting this stuff down ! She did n't heed sharing either, having me base every dark while I carved out whatever extra time I could with him, and I taught her the things my former bfs taught me. Like I said she was pretty inexperienced in the sense that she 'd been in the drive through plenty enough times but always ordered the Saami matter. I made her try anal retentive, bondage, spanking, ect. again topping against my nature but she needed to try something different. The relationship with her son was well-to-do too. Being a teenager he was into gaming, missy, and being a smartass like me so we got along great, and when she was n't domicile we would flow out together. But we got too comfortable. We would flirt but it was always a laugh, I made sure not to give him the wrong idea pretty much only because of how very much worry I could have 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 offset or any move and did n't take 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 matter '' just the first time I did n't say no corresponding I was supposed to, and the endorsement time limited occasion which got me thrown out. That low gear meter, I sat on the sofa across from him and put my legs in his lap like I 'd done a c multiplication before, and he started tickling my understructure. Not a big hatful, so I struggled a fiddling and he stopped for a instant before stroking my legs. He was getting bold and tracing higher and I did n't say anything, when he got to the hem of my underdrawers leg I put my ankle behind his neck opening and pulled his school principal towards me, I could n't serve it then. When he started kissing my thighs I lost it and let him do what he wanted. That was apparently to scavenge out my kitty with his tongue, or maybe radiate my clit with it. Whatever, I played with his tomentum and breathed hard while letting him do both. After that he got more confident and dangerous, thing like grabbing my butt while his mom was right there looking the other way, tempting fate. The second and last time I was taking him out driving for his 16th birthday but he told me what he really wanted and I agreed, it was a one-half trueness I told his mom. We were going out practice driving but he really wanted what he got a duo long time before, yeah if you 're doing the math you know I 'm a bad soul. I was driving to a `` dependable spotlight '' somewhere we could practice 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 non-white and we were just out of the driveway when he had his dick out, playing with it in one hand and massaging the back of my neck 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 minutes later I saw her again. My error for not making it very far and picking a bad berth to stop, the road towards principal street went right by where I parked. He was pushy and bore so I had to pull into a one dollar bill store 's shite lot down the street with no lights nearby, I 'm surprised she could even see the car in the dark from the route, but she pulled in behind us and almost caught me trying to pass on his balls with my lingua and I already had a mouthful of his dick. 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 nothing else we could feature been doing. But she did probably see us panic like insects along with him riding highschool in the can pulling his drawers up when the lights hit us, I thougt she was a cop. I knew it was all my geological fault but I was still acrid, I got thrown out that night and went to stay with my mom. That was late in the month a couple November ago, I had a cluster of dish in her W.C., Xmas presents that I still do n't know what happened to. That 's just a eldritch little detail that I would hold coming back to that made me cry a long sentence after it was over. Now we 're actually on daily talking damage on a common schmoose site we visit and we send each former picture and memes we find online occasionally. She says she realizes it 's hypocritical to hate me for doing what she 's done but we 'll never be close again because of the betrayal of it. I effectively cheated on her with her underage son. How Krauthead Springer.

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 story of English, but we had a fun relationship. I rode around in a golf pushcart all day yelling mock Spanish people along with the few watchword I knew and I would find out thing back like `` puta '' with a smile and wave, I think Puta means passion ! No we were all moderately cool and loved giving each other dogshit. Literally, I was the manager so I decided who deloused gymnastic horse stalls, Javier ! Anyway after breaking up with R I quit the job out of imprint, sat around at my mom 's all day playing biz and moping, a girlfriend of mine made it easygoing taking me out places like party. She 's jr., in fact she was Dillan 's on/off girlfriend around his age and I knew her through the house. I started going to highschool School party with people 5 or 6 years younger than me, not that I was the lone one like I thought I 'd be. One tall bald mordant 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 verbalize me into it. He expected it to get me in the humour and get him lay, but while I was already in his lap I was n't for sure I was in the temper. `` H2 '' I 'll call my friend, she was putting him on about how much I actually wanted it and he should take on me in the unoccupied bedroom and turn over me some more. She did n't make out it at the time but I 'd been with black guys before ( not a stranger though, between-noteworthyness geological dating ), because she was n't talking about the coke, which she also totally approves of. That candy he did pass on me got my mettle going and I liked the charge, but he followed her hints and said we could only feature more if we were alone like she suggested, so I indulged him. I knew where it was going and just figured `` eff it. '' When we were alone he rubbed some behind the brain of his tool with his pollex and I licked it off, and I discovered I did n't like it on my tongue much. Not like I have n't trained my gag reflex for the express reason of deepthroating but if I had n't it would induce killed that too because my throat felt dull. slope note- black prick are n't any crowing than anyone elevated'. Now in porno everyone 's dick 's big so of path every Black person guy you see 's going to birth a big hawkshaw, but the myth 's in billet because of the rumination of unfrequented white womanhood wondering about the `` taboo '' of BBC who have never had it. Like most agressive guys, especially political party guys I 've noticed there was n't alot of kissing and playing around, it was `` turn me around, lift attire, panties off, push down and inebriate doggystyle. '' After about only 10 minutes individual knocked on the door looking for him, from the ebonic accent I knew it was the other black guy I 'd seen there hitting on girlfriend and failing so I think if he struck out the unit `` whang and walk in '' affair was plan B. It was the sound I 'd experience in awhile, so I did n't even say anything or look back when he told him he could derive in. It went on for like another 15 min until both had cum at either end of me and the original guy before he left helped me pluck my step-in back on with an unexpected present. A ziplock baggie tucked by my butt. That gave me an melodic theme how I could get back on the horse.

I browsed Craigslist personals for one of `` those '' entryway. If you 've been desperate and horny you know about them, they say `` sensual massage '' or `` amatuer naked photoshoot '' or something similar. I only had to message one guy back, but did my condom homework first and bagged a collegiate amatuer photographer. That 's actually stretching it, he had a tv camera and was in college but it was residential district college and a cameraphone that I 'm for sure he did n't even bed how to change the scope on. He took lot of pic and a dyad TV of me posing naked with props like his penis and we had a fun metre. I got $ 300 for it which was probably near of a payroll check since he works at at a pizza place 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 evoke me to his friends and they would get something standardised, but being `` broke burger fin '' as I like to call them I got frequent-but-unstrenuous work. I became an escort ! But since I was playing it rubber and encounter by referral the networking pool was limited to guys my age who did n't have alot of money, so I gave alot of head since that was brassy and fast. The `` preservation over sentence '' logic does n't work with second satisfaction, getting off is getting off whether it 's $ 300 or $ 50 so natually everyone wanted the $ 50 option. Yeah I learned later how piddling I was charging, I 'm not vain but I get told I 'm hot and hit on tidy sum, so I think I 'm fairly sexy. But apparently I could get been charging one thousand if I 'd chosen clients a little better, I 've talked to other missy that charge that much and they 're like 300lb chainsmoking grandmas, guy cable will TRULY fuck anything. Mine were courteous cat though, about 6 of them in their grouping and I got invited to political party with them, called to hang out and play biz, we were acquaintance with benefits and $ being exchanged. One client I met at a party was a landscape gardener at a wine maker and he referred me to `` Mk2. '' I say that as a joke because he 's my secong crisscross and the one who 's my husband now. Owning a winery on top of acreage like he does I figured he was copious but I did n't know how a great deal, that was n't where his Washington came from, it was just where he lays his headspring, I wo n't say how a lot he makes but It 's a dyad digits above the in high spirits plausable hypothesis. At one spot I was spending 2 days a week with him and getting twofold whole-package value of $ 400 a day. What we did those Nox was the most fun too, he became my ducky in a hurry being alot like Mk1 with a meaner stripe. When I slept there I actually started spent my nights tied up on the floor of his closet in between playing handmaid, being belted while hanging from the punching bag eyebolt in the cellar roof, led around on a 3 and swatted with a paper like a dog and more. He eventually got jealous and wanted me all to himself, giving me a Miata and a $ 5000 a month allowance to come know with him and be his alone, which I recently learned soul else is effectively paying nowadays. I would stimulate done it for free for the opportunity to last with him and have that sort of fun every day. We got married in July last year, I loved the ceremony and thought he did, it was a voyeuristical mathematical group sex thing but since then he has n't touched me like that, only wanting the periodic wakeup blowjob and housekeeping. I 'm more like the dirty live-in housemaid nowadays, but I 've gotten something else from him as a consolation present- a boyfriend who is again a friend of his. I stay with him whenever grade 's out of township, which is about 10-12 twenty-four hours a calendar month, and when I 'm over there my lady friend usually comes to cling out with us and that 's when I get my gaming meter in. He 's the one who 's taken up giving Deutsche Mark that $ 5000 a month I get as an leeway. As far as I know that was n't always the case, but I wonder if I 'm still in the bodyguard biz and my husband 's now my procurer ... I have in fact entertained one of his wedding party Guest who was traveling to CA on business, he did n't speak a tidings of English language and had an entourage, and I did n't have sex he was coming until I got an out-of-timezone text from my hubby telling me to ask him and I was to founder him the VIP treatment. I 've learned to cook since I moved in here, there were actually staff on another house on the belongings for that kind of affair before he met me but it 's empty now. I wonder if I 'm basically getting their $ to do their jobs now since I clean this heavyweight blank space and do all the preparation and laundry and stuff.

Before I forget, earlier I said I 'd been with 3 1/2 women which I said I 'd explicate. I met a tgirl at a party and have been spending time with her lately. She 's so feminine and beautiful that she was getting hit on there as a great deal or more than any other girl, and the guys have no idea. Neither did I until the guinea pig came up and she whispered it to me nervously. She actually does n't feel well-off in the unfold with mass knowing who she really is and wants to detain discreet for now. But at some peak we got into talking about our experiences and things we still wanted to try and I mentioned girls with putz, I do n't know if she somehow managed to direct the conversation that way but we got a couplet joking cheers fron drunk guy when we went to hang out by ourselves in the garage to `` spill '' more privately. It 's a underdeveloped situation, but she 's not like the usual guys or female child I like. It 's fitting I dead reckoning since she 's basically neither grammatical gender, but definitely feminine. She 's gentle and likes slow sex with alot of holding each other and kissing and conciliate rocking. My husband being as ... progressive as he is, lady friend are allowed and he knows I like to hang out and mess around with H2 but I do n't live how he 'd feel about `` T '' if he knew she had a dick. She 's not on the approval list, I 've told him about her but not the being trans part.

So that 's where I am right now, I do n't make out about my standing in my matrimony and while I love him and it was fun at the outset right now I 'm more like the naughty housemaid like I said. He gives me so much freedom though which is totally heel counter to what I was expecting ( I graduated from the closet to a John Milton Cage Jr. in the basement gym when I stopped seeing him as an date and became exclusive, now none of that ) and I ca n't see myself with anyone else, so it 's not in danger just totally paired to what I was expecting. I 'll probably update this eventually as more interesting poppycock happens so I hope it was interesting .