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'' A Pussyboy 's story ''

Learning to Submit

by tcs1963

When I was growing up, I was always into girls. I also loved to stroke my putz and watch a lot of straight pornography videos. This is back when erotica was much firmly to fare by and came on Vhs and Beta videotapes.

I remember as a teenager seeing my low all-guy gay porn clip. It was at the end of another videotape, as some kind of ad, I guess.

I remember being so turned on, watching those hombre together sucking and fucking, that my fiddling cock almost ripped through my blue jean.

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

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

The female person porno actresses looked so submissive, and beautiful. They also had the most powerful orgasms. Their experiences seemed far Sir Thomas More intense than anything that the male erotica worker experienced.

I was fascinated and very funny by how it would find to be submissive and experience being taken.

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

The same thing with cumming on my face. I would hook my ass against the wall and stroke my tool as it pointed at my face. My own hot cum pouring all over my typeface when I came.

This led to a issue of years of disarray and balmy natural depression from not exactly fitting into established sexual roles. Those feelings lasted well into my former twenties.

I was a fairly good looking guy, while in school. Participating in a few squad mutation, mostly football and baseball. I guess you could say I was a moderately democratic teenage boy with the moderately popular teenage female child.

I know I was definitely attracted to the teen girls, and most times I had the bulge in my pants to prove it. I had a few lady friend human relationship, even a couple of girls who helped me be sexually alive.

I really enjoyed sex with them, fumbling around in the backseat or secret meetings behind the bleachers. But I still could n't shake my desire to be more submissive, and I continued in private to play with my ass and cum on my face.

I was generally confused and did n't translate the all hermaphroditism thing. I made myself very miserable trying to cipher out if I was gay or not.

I continued to bask dating girl and having heterosexual experiences, and in my early twenty, I went a bit puss weirdo. Dating any girl that would put out.

Needless to say, I still could n't shake the unanimous homo matter. So I decided to actively seek out a guy on guy sexual experience. Which, once you got past the embarrassment, was pretty well-off back then.

I eventually lost my ass cherry red to a guy that I met at a bar one Nox when I was around 27-years-old. I remember lying on his living room story in missionary placement, with his average size tool pushing in and out of me.

Truth be known, It was OK but all in all, it was a middling 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 char, I absolutely wanted to osculate and cuddle, 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 fancy of what it was like to be more submissive.

That number 1 experience taught me a lot. It taught me that I certainly did n't palpate any emotional connection or draw to men.

After that initial experiment for a brief time period, I tried to hide my feelings about being subservient. I had met and was dating a really beautiful girl and we were having peachy sex, so I did n't think about my kinkier side anymore.

After that relationship ended, it was what happened with my next girlfriend that made many of the pieces of my intimate reciprocating saw puzzle fall into place. She truly found my true ego for us.

Lisa was a very pretty lady, she was a lawyer, who inherited her Padre firm. She was a very levelheaded and strong char, she was also very dominant allele and just had a raw air of authority. Like everything was naturally going to work out exactly as she planned in her life.

Everything was dissimilar about her to late girl that I had been out with. She knew what she wanted and not only took it, she demanded it.

To start with, on our first gear day of the month she insisted that she pick me up, this had never happened to me before. I always did the drive. other matter went exactly like that, I had to get used to her taking charge.

Do n't get me unseasonable, 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 Brobdingnagian sexual drive.

As I began to afford up to her about my subservient fantasies, and my legal brief encounter with homosexual activity. Rather than repel her it served to take her rife slope more to the forefront of our relationship.

She loved when I would eat her pussy, and I remember I got to do that a lot. She would guide my capitulum into billet, and literally moil her slit onto my lingua and mouth.

She got into the verbal humiliation face of thing, also. If I was n't licking her exactly the way she wanted, she would labour my chief away and slap me across the typeface.

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

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

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

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

He just busted out laughing and said, `` piece of ass, 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 almost 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 human relationship. I loved my ever more subservient role too, and I knew from that moment forward that I loved being dominated by women by secure women.

I was absolutely devastated when she moved across the country from me, a couple of years later. Although, we still continue in signature, through the internet and telephone.

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

For the lastly ten years, we have been practicing an FLR life style relationship, including male person chastity, pegging, domestic discipline.

Furthermore, for the past 5 eld, my wife has successfully introduced cuckolding into our human relationship, and together we have had three foresightful term bulls, during that stop.

Our most recent bull, Michealanis an extremely dominant bisexual male person, and I am forced to regularly wet-nurse his cock, and he will occasionally have sex me.

Unlike my number 1 male on manful experience in my late 1920s, this time it feels compensate to me. There is no emotional fond regard to Micheal, he does n't need amour with me, no kissing or cuddling.

As my schoolmarm regularly confirms to me, my bi natural action is because I need submission and mortification. I need to be submissive to her and her Bulls because it helps me be a easily pussyboy. It 's not about the sex act, it is all about the context.

When he cums in her slit and I eat her creampie or I suck his orotund cock and he cums in my mouth. Even when he fucks my ass-pussy, it is not because I am gay, its because I am slavish. My schoolmistress Lisa knows that my humiliation is what pushes all of my push button.

That 's why I am in passion with her. That is why I worship her and strive to be the skilful pussyboy that I can be for her every single day of my life.

The End ...