S & M diary

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

I was looking to buck off and nothing was doing it for me. In the past cuckolding, cream-pie eating, CEI, rubber-base paint, gangbang, and bukake fetish 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 kind of hot. It 's basically guy 's sliding spyglass rods into beautiful unvoiced cocks until cum oozes out. As for trying this at dwelling house however, well I think it takes a special sort of somebody. S & M had interested me a lot. I love latex, chunk gags, masks, but not really the idea of being whipped.

So I went on Craigslist and posted a very particular ad looking for a captain in the Casual clash division that basically explained all my fetishes above, likes and disapproval and about a week later I got a answer from overlord. Our email went back and Forth and it was arranged that the following Saturday we 'd connect.

That Saturday came, I arrived at his billet which was a sensitive sized, 2 storey planetary house in a suburban neighbourhood. My first impression of him was how ordinary he looked. He was really interest in how I had become bored with porn as he had heard this a lot in the close several calendar month.

He lead me down to the cellar which kind of creeped me out. Thankfully he turned the lights on and it became really coolheaded, lit with black lights and a softheaded entertainment system. Porn played on a 60 column inch screen, the aspect was a bunch of guys cumming all over a woman 's snatch followed by a dude getting sloppy s and another guy slurping the goo out of her. It was pretty hot. We smoked a joint to lighten up the mood and shortly after he asked if I was ready. I said I was and he said I could put my clothes on a electric chair in the corner which I did. captain left the room and returned wearing a red latex one piece lawsuit. I stood there defenseless, stiff, but nowhere near toilsome like lord. His dick stood firmly pointing to the ceiling and it was splendid. In his manus was a sinister mask. I put it on and discovered this toilsome piece of plastic by the back talk which forced me to wrap my mouth around it once the mask was on correctly. It tasted salty and the idea that a lot of cum had slid down this mouth slice crossed my brain. communicating on my part was now limited. I could grunt that 's about it. master changed the lighting to strobe-lights and the porn loudness got cranked. Sounds of men grunting and cumming and clod slapping filled the room.

Master then opened a door in the ground exposing a coffin flush with the primer in the base. purpleness padding lined the inside. He asked me to lay in it and I became really hesitant. He assured me everything was fine, I was aright to be nervous but to relax and get in the casket.

I did, laying on my backbone. captain closed the door but removed an opening by my head so if anyone came down they 'd see a lowly square hole in the dry land and if they looked in the unit they 'd see me wearing my mask unable to tattle or displace. I could see lord squirting lubricant all over his cock, stroking in the strobe-lighting. We locked centre and it was right. He owned me. My mouth watered for his cock and it was n't long until he was on his knees cumming into my sassing. This was the first sentence I 'd taken a lot of cum from another man in many yr. The amount of money of seed he sprayed was wonderful. The saltines and thickness was intense and I gagged as it went down. I could learn a woman climaxing on the video but it was faint in the coffin and with the masquerade on it was distorted. Full revelation I through up the cum in my mouth and swallowed it again. It was a little too intense for me. But my throat was now coated in seamen.

I was a petty aghast at the abruptly total of time the event it took for Master to climax. I had not been there forty-five minutes and already Master appeared finished. However this changed quickly. Soon more men were kneeling by the trap and spraying cum into my mouth. Master had a lot of fetish enthusiast Quaker. All had fascinating masks.

One guy in a blue mask stuck his latex gloved hired man into my sassing 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. More seed sprayed. I gagged but swallowed everything that came down my tube-shaped structure. The light changed to black igniter and cum gleamed vibrant white. Master appeared with a funnel and a humble container filled with jizz. I learned later he liked to store his cum in the freezer then warm it up for guests. He poured the goo into the funnel and it shot down my throat the wrong way. I gagged, coughing and a wad of cum shot out of my nuzzle mouth and splattered all over my nerve gluing my eye closed. Master could evidence I was in distress and opened the coffin lid letting me out. My hard-on was huge. Cum dripped from my urinate slit. Master 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 lip was wet and his tongue worked my rod. I came quickly gushing into his mouth. At this point I realized a dozen men stood in the shadows all stroking their cocks. This was going to be a adept summer .