S & M diary

So I 'm not a author but after a summer of amazing sex I thought I 'd share it with others. I 'm a Male, 35, fit, attractive, bisexual, married and this is all true 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 feeding, CEI, latex, 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 glassful rods into beautiful laborious cocks until cum oozes out. As for trying this at home however, well I think it takes a particular kind of person. S & M had interested me a lot. I love latex, ball gag, masks, but not really the idea of being whipped.

So I went on Craigslist and posted a very specific ad looking for a Master in the Casual encounter plane section that basically explained all my fetishes above, like and dislikes and about a workweek later I got a reception from Master. Our electronic mail went back and Forth and it was arranged that the followers Sabbatum we 'd connect.

That Sat came, I arrived at his berth which was a medium sized, 2 flooring house in a suburban neighbourhood. My offset impression of him was how ordinary he looked. He was really interested in how I had become bored with porn as he had heard this a lot in the finally several month.

He lead me down to the basement which sort of creeped me out. Thankfully he turned the twinkle on and it became really aplomb, lit with inglorious lightness and a crazy entertainment system. smut played on a 60 inch screen, the panorama was a bunch of guys cumming all over a char 's kidnapping followed by a dandy getting marshy second and another guy slurping the goo out of her. It was pretty hot. We smoked a join to lighten the mood and shortly after he asked if I was fix. I said I was and he said I could put my clothes on a chairperson in the nook which I did. master copy left the room and returned wearing a red latex one piece suit. I stood there naked, unfaltering, but nowhere near hard like sea captain. His putz stood severely pointing to the ceiling and it was brilliant. In his hired hand was a Black masquerade. I put it on and discovered this toilsome part of credit card by the sassing which forced me to wrap up my mouth around it once the masque was on correctly. It tasted salty and the approximation that a lot of cum had slid down this oral cavity slice crossed my mind. communication on my part was now limited. I could grunt that 's about it. lord changed the lighting to strobe-lights and the smut bulk got crank. Sounds of men grunting and cumming and balls slapping filled the room.

Master then opened a door in the priming coat exposing a coffin flush with the primer in the floor. Purple cushioning lined the inside. He asked me to lay in it and I became really hesitating. He assured me everything was fine, I was right to be nervous but to slack and get in the coffin.

I did, laying on my spinal column. Master closed the door but removed an hatchway by my foreland so if anyone came down they 'd see a pocket-sized square muddle in the flat coat and if they looked in the whole they 'd see me wearing my masquerade party ineffectual to talk or move. I could see Master squirting lube all over his cock, stroking in the strobe-lighting. We locked eyes and it was right. He owned me. My mouth watered for his cock and it was n't long until he was on his genu cumming into my sass. This was the showtime time I 'd taken a lot of cum from another man in many years. The amount of seed he sprayed was fantastic. The saltines and heaviness was intense and I gagged as it went down. I could hear a woman climaxing on the video but it was faint in the casket and with the masquerade on it was distorted. full-of-the-moon disclosure I through up the cum in my mouth and swallowed it again. It was a little too acute for me. But my throat was now coated in seamen.

I was a little dismayed at the shortly amount of time the event it took for passkey to climax. I had not been there forty-five transactions and already skipper appeared finished. However this changed quickly. Soon more men were kneeling by the hole and spraying cum into my mouth. Master had a lot of voodoo fancier friends. All had fascinating masks.

One guy in a blasphemous mask stuck his latex paint gloved handwriting into my sass and scooped his cum from my tongue and sucked it off his fingers then spat a monolithic cum wad into my mouth.

More men came. Sir Thomas More seminal fluid sprayed. I gagged but swallowed everything that came down my tube. The illumination changed to black light and cum gleamed vibrant Andrew D. White. master appeared with a funnel and a pocket-sized 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 wrongly way. I gagged, coughing and a wad of cum shot out of my nose oral cavity and splattered all over my facial expression gluing my eye closed. passe-partout could tell I was in suffering and opened the coffin lid letting me out. My hard-on was huge. Cum dripped from my pass water slit. Master gave me the container and told me to fuddle up. I started to pouring the cocktail in my mouth while Master sucked me off. His backtalk was wet and his knife worked my rod. I came quickly gushing into his mouth. At this head I realized a dozen men stood in the shadows all stroking their cocks. This was going to be a beneficial summer .