While there 's probably something dirty for everyone here, this is n't a porno story so often trying to keep track of what I 've been up to so far. Like watching a show as I 'm doing now, it 's actually possible 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 represent everyone I 've ever been with because some one-nighters are forgettable, and not every clip I 've had sex because like most of us not every prison term was story worthy and it 's fairly frequent when you 're in a relationship. It 's more about the important ace where I discovered something new or interest. I thought about putting it under the `` diary '' category but I think that would be misconstrued as `` dear diary, sneak in porno. ``

My world-class boyfriend was a guy named fool, coincidentally my 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 require me going out without him, easy to wee off, like what female child warn their lady friend about, but I was a sexually ignorant virgin in the `` slashie fangirl '' sock-in-your-mouth, crying-as-I-tie-you-down-with-more-duct-tape sort of way at the time. Because I guess I was the addict he always wanted he was now justified in not asking if I wanted to try something and just went for it. Alot of hombre have experience trying to talk young lady into trying matter like anal or even giving pass for the slow Sweet 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. We never said we loved each former or anything and he even shared me with 2 of his nicer friends once, one of whom would later turn a bf so he was n't terribly in love life with me. This sharing 'll become a recurring theme. So Mark was my friend 's beau before mine, she met him at a political party we went to and I got to know him through her, and after they broke up he came to me. She tried to warn me like I said but I did n't take heed or care, she had become kind of timid since they broke up and it was kind of an embarassed proffer at dear. There was a estimable 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 case for her. Although it turned out alright for me, I did n't get it on at the time ( and she did n't tell me which is kind of a dick move ), He was the Lapp way with her. But she was n't like me. Her starting time time was in straw man of his friends crying as she was raped and humiliated, a small-scale political party or bbq with his friends or something where everyone was drunk. Remember the controlling part, she had no friends there because he did n't want them around. If there were Thomas More voices saying `` hey what the fuck ? ! ? stop ! '' it might not stimulate happened, but they did n't take heed that. I assume to them it was like a rape-porno, something everybody watches but does n't take to their friends. In that environment though they were all thinking the same thing ; Everyone 's cool with it and I 'm not doing it so I 'm ok with it. He did n't forget a forcible stigma where I could see it, otherwise the timing of that and the breakup would feature been suspicious to me and I would n't take become his side by side young lady. From what she told me though during that case he was rough in the way I knew him, he choked and slapped her around during which is where the abasement came in. She only told me after he and I broke up, which while I understand it being hard to talk about was kind of messed up because it might have happened to me. Given the circumstances 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 last brakeup he was all over my phone being `` a good friend. '' Basically he knew I was usable, what kind of things I was into and had to beat somebody else to me. He was alot less well-fixed with just doing what he wanted to me with no apology. But that was the only type of guy I was used to, I so was the one pushing him to try new things. Nothing boring like anal and blowjob because he knew from experience I was into those and I consider them parts of habitue sex. But I wanted to be slapped and choked, tied up and belted like I was used to. He was my inaugural heedful bf, the kind of normal nice guy who gives girlfriend what they want. We said our `` love you '' s, went out seat and everything normal couples do together. There were things I could n't get him to do. One of them was pegging, the other was n't chemical 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 radical of his friend for a gangbang. We 'd hang out with them one at a clip, someone hanging out with his admirer and the friend 's gf basically, casually loosen them up with insinuation while playing game or what have you while I was laying on the blatant flirting. When I had private moments with them most would mash more directly with me, thinking I wanted something on the face and Kenny was totally forgetful. Even guys who claim to be respectable and would never shack up with a supporter 's missy will do it if they think they can get away with it. Anyway I would tell them that he was cool with sharing and they did n't have to wait until we were alone to lay on the game. When we were all in the like room again the conversation could continue more fluidly. I had 6 recruits lined up pretty fast, a little more than a hebdomad I think, sadly only 5 showed up. I 'm only going to namedrop the `` important notch '' but Curtis deserves a special honorable mention 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 derive all the way around his head, illuminate bluing veins all the way down the English, and I could n't even get my fingertips to touch together at the root word. And that was soft, it hung along his thighs almost halfway to his knees at like 9+ inches when hard like a pornstar. Except for the fact that aside from size of it pornstars have workaday cock, but this one was perfect and inviting, practically yummy. Naturally during the gangbang and probably because I 'd been making constant antic about its size, he maintained a monopoly on my arsehole the majority of the time. The pressure level on the backbone of my vaginal wall left me hovering around orgasm constantly, the bozo who took good turn in my slit made me cum every metre. I had a possibility that a missy 's consistency can take 6 Guy 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 table the height is about right to make it mould. Curtis underneath me while on my back, someone standing at the foot of the coffee mesa to have a go at it my pussy, one at the head with his dick in my mouth, one straddling over me and the table titfucking me, and 2 on either face for me to muck up while they waited for a unspoilt parking dapple. Only 1 in that last example though when someone 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 problems or anything, but as far as I know none of them had ever seen each others'peter and I probably did n't stool him too happy with my frequent musings about Curtis 's but he was a good sport and it, but anyway of form we eventually broke up.

After that was H. I 'll call her H and she was the one I was talking about in bell ringer 's fib. We 'd been bff 's since we were petty but we 've drifted apart the concluding few years. It probably had something to do with being ally and then being together for awhile. I can reasonably uphold relationships with exes and stay put friends, but the onus is on early citizenry to be able to do the Sami. It 's a rarified matter outside of swingers, green-eyed monster comes too easily to some multitude. I 've never been in a monogamous human relationship even now. Anyway, She was the first girl I 've ever been with, and there have been 3 1/2, which will be explained. As soon as my `` unity '' window was open she made her be active the Saame way I tried to win over guy cable 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 want to nuzzle all the time, no sense of personal blank. I did n't mind, she was always like that but it was different than usual. 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 help her get off. The way she sold me on it was that it would n't stand for anything and would be prosperous, she would assume a bird and no panties for clothed unawkward admittance, laying with her legs hanging over the bed, and I could wear off a strapon over my clothes. 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 bulge 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 year, a few calendar month of which were after we broke up. I do n't get laid why, we were still cool with each early and I could have got had a family relationship with a girl, 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 penny-pinching blond fem looking guy who had some questionable fetish and a thing for older 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 know it- she became my gf later. In keeping with my polygamous nature and his guy libido, he introduced me to her one nighttime at his apartment. We talked about how they met, PE shorts, yoga ( which we met for the right way away ) and they had previously talked about how she was aegir to try sex with another girl. Naturally the cause 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 Para River 's his so I 'll say he was like my opposite. We had different fetishes but we were both freaks. Some things even I wo n't do like diaper/shit stuff, when I want to do that it 'll be when I 'm changing an genuine infant, thank you. One thing we could both hold on was pegging. I had strapon experience and he had anal retentive experience so we went together like hot dogs and halo. I was n't expecting him to wear intimate apparel but it was unexpectedly welcome too. The part I was n't enceinte about was topping. Not like it made me uncomfortable, I 'm just not the take-charge type and was used to being on the receiving end. But I like to make my men happy so I tied his wrists to his headboard, buttfucked, belittled, and spanked him while he was dressed like a slutty lady friend. We were n't together for long, maybe 6 month when I found out I was pregnant ! I planned to work out what to do together with him and I was totally open to an abortion, we were n't that serious and it was still early in every common sense. 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 booster did n't require the play at the sentence. I had n't decided what to do with the pregnancy but it was decided for me when I went for a `` Lady medical checkup '' and was told I could n't suffer a baby yet. I had some uterine scarring that would n't permit it to get food and air it needed to recrudesce. It was n't a big hit to me or anything because it was so early and actually fixable whenever I finally found the money for it, which I did n't take in at the time ( I 'm now viable ). So after a snaking I went home with a sore cooch, which sounds like the darker half of a porn joke but it 's not funny at all, especially the nuisance and cramping.

So the PE sub. I 'll call her R, cat like shoutouts for bro-fives but girls and women probably wo n't. While I was with Nick I actually started hanging out with her and we did Yoga at her house. I do n't recollect the positions but that 's not why I was doing it. I looked capital in those pants and they were fun to rub against someone wearing them, which we did. Our first-class honours degree experience was erotic but not intimate, doing stretches together and she showed me how to concern my toes with her lap straddling my ass for `` guidance ''. If we were n't wearing panties it could have been embarassing wearing those gasp wet as we were ... I was still living with H while I was with Nick, which caused rubbing because of our chronicle 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, it pissed off H even more. She and R actually almost had some play when R came to tattle about the whole pregnancy thing with me. After we 'd been seeing each former for awhile and my roomie got another gf the station got a short crowd, so I moved in with R and her son Dillan. Trouble. Not in good order away, and the `` mom 's gf '' sounds like a taradiddle from Naughty America but they would n't legally be able to upload this kind of thing. She was pretty inexperienced for an older cleaning woman, Me being her first girl and we had similar storey. Her hubby was controlling, would observe her when she went out with ally, ect. The only good matter she got from him was his son. She married him before she could legally pledge so she missed out on the young messing around prospect of figuring stuff out and was trying to piss up for it with untested guy wire. After separating with him she burned through a half twelve barely legals and one 16 year old Nick before me, but she was n't interested in a relationship and after having sex with them would leave them soon after, all besides notch. Anyway I loved her alot and we were together a mates years before I messed that up. She was accomodating for a woman, she let me hold a bf on the side, a single dad of 2 tiddler who I actually leave about from time to time, he 's the guilty reason I 'm getting this stuff down ! She did n't take care sharing either, having me dwelling every night while I carved out whatever extra prison term I could with him, and I taught her the affair my late bfs taught me. Like I said she was pretty inexperienced in the sense that she 'd been in the movement through plenty sufficiency metre but always ordered the same affair. I made her try anal, bondage, spanking, ect. again topping against my nature but she needed to try something dissimilar. The relationship with her son was tardily too. Being a teenager he was into gaming, lady friend, and being a smartass like me so we got along smashing, and when she was n't home we would hang out together. But we got too comfortable. We would flirt but it was always a laugh, I made sure not to make him the wrong idea pretty much only because of how very much bother I could stimulate found myself in, so I kept distancing myself when it started heating up. But he was the only testosterone in the sign and I 'm needy, but it 's not like I made the maiden or any move and did n't have 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 thing '' just the first time I did n't say no like I was supposed to, and the second meter peculiar occasion which got me thrown out. That first fourth dimension, I sat on the couch across from him and put my wooden leg in his lap like I 'd done a hundred times before, and he started tickling my fundament. Not a big deal, so I struggled a little and he stopped for a moment 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 shorts leg I put my ankle behind his neck and pulled his fountainhead towards me, I could n't help it then. When he started kissing my thigh I lost it and let him do what he wanted. That was apparently to clean out my twat with his glossa, or maybe shine my clit with it. Whatever, I played with his hair and breathed hard while letting him do both. After that he got more confident and severe, thing like grabbing my butt while his mom was right there looking the other way, tempting portion. The moment and lastly time I was taking him out driving for his 16th natal day but he told me what he really wanted and I agreed, it was a half truth I told his mom. We were going out drill driving but he really wanted what he got a twosome years before, yeah if you 're doing the math you know I 'm a bad somebody. I was driving to a `` safe billet '' somewhere we could practice driving without the risk of getting pulled over or hitting anyone, with the tot up welfare of not getting caught giving him his nowadays. It was just after dark and we were just out of the drive when he had his prick out, playing with it in one hired man and massaging the rachis of my cervix 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 geological fault for not making it very far and picking a bad place to stop, the road towards chief street went right by where I parked. He was pushy and aegir so I had to take out into a dollar depot 's dirt lot down the street with no sparkle nearby, I 'm storm she could even see the car in the darkness from the road, but she pulled in behind us and almost caught me trying to touch his glob with my tongue and I already had a taste 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 cause been doing. But she did probably see us affright like louse along with him riding high gear in the seat pulling his drawers up when the igniter hit us, I thougt she was a cop. I knew it was all my fracture but I was still bitter, I got thrown out that night and went to stay with my mom. That was late in the month a couple Novembers ago, I had a bunch of bags in her closet, Dec 25 presents that I still do n't know what happened to. That 's just a weird little detail that I would keep coming back to that made me cry a long time after it was over. Now we 're actually on fooling talking terminus on a mutual chat internet site we visit and we send each former motion-picture show and memes we find online occasionally. She says she realizes it 's hypocritical to detest 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 nonaged son. How Kraut springer.

While I was with her I had been working on a cattle farm. I 'd worked my way up to manager over a bunch of immigrants with varying spirit level of side, but we had a fun relationship. I rode around in a golf handcart all day yelling mock Spanish along with the few Scripture I knew and I would hear thing back like `` puta '' with a smile and waving, I think Puta means love life ! No we were all moderately assuredness and loved giving each former hoot. Literally, I was the manager so I decided who deloused horse stalls, Javier ! Anyway after breaking up with R I quit the job out of depression, sat around at my mom 's all day playing games and moping, a lady friend of mine made it easier taking me out billet like parties. She 's jr., in fact she was Dillan 's on/off lady friend around his age and I knew her through the class. I started going to High School parties with masses 5 or 6 class younger than me, not that I was the only 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 talk me into it. He expected it to get me in the mood and get him set, but while I was already in his lap I was n't sure I was in the mood. `` H2 '' I 'll call my protagonist, she was putting him on about how very much I actually wanted it and he should take me in the unoccupied sleeping room and give me some more. She did n't live it at the time but I 'd been with black hombre before ( not a alien though, between-noteworthyness dating ), because she was n't talking about the Coke, which she also totally approves of. That candy he did give me got my heart going and I liked the charge, but he followed her hints and said we could only accept to a greater extent if we were alone like she suggested, so I indulged him. I knew where it was going and just figured `` fuck it. '' When we were alone he rubbed some behind the head of his shaft with his thumb and I licked it off, and I discovered I did n't care it on my tongue much. Not like I have n't trained my gag reflex for the state reasonableness of deepthroating but if I had n't it would have killed that too because my throat felt blunt. Side note- black dicks are n't any openhanded than anyone elevated'. Now in smut everyone 's dick 's big so of course every black guy you see 's going to have a big dick, but the myth 's in position because of the musings of solitary albumen cleaning woman wondering about the `` verboten '' of BBC who have never had it. Like to the highest degree agressive bozo, especially company bozo I 've noticed there was n't alot of kissing and playing around, it was `` turn over me around, rhytidectomy garb, panties off, push down and drunkard doggystyle. '' After about only 10 hour someone knocked on the door looking for him, from the ebonic accent I knew it was the other Shirley Temple Black guy I 'd seen there hitting on lady friend and failing so I think if he struck out the whole `` knock and walk in '' thing was plan B. It was the best I 'd felt in awhile, so I did n't even say anything or face back when he told him he could get along in. It went on for like another 15 minutes until both had cum at either end of me and the archetype guy before he left helped me pull my panties back on with an unexpected present. A ziplock baggie tucked by my bum. That gave me an estimate how I could get back on the horse.

I browsed Craigslist personals for one of `` those '' entries. If you 've been desperate and horny you know about them, they say `` sensual massage '' or `` amatuer nude photoshoot '' or something similar. I only had to message one guy back, but did my safety homework first and bagged a collegiate amatuer lensman. That 's actually stretching it, he had a television camera and was in college but it was community college and a cameraphone that I 'm sure he did n't even recognise how to exchange the stage setting on. He took plenty of movie and a twain videos of me posing naked with props like his penis and we had a fun meter. I got $ 300 for it which was probably most of a paycheck since he works at at a pizza place rhyming with Riddle Cheesers which I say so I do n't get sued or something. From then on I went by referral, he would suggest me to his booster and they would get something similar, but being `` broke hamburger fin '' as I like to holler them I got frequent-but-unstrenuous work. I became an escort ! But since I was playing it safe and meeting by referral the networking pool was limited to blackguard my age who did n't have alot of money, so I gave alot of head since that was trashy and fast. The `` savings over fourth dimension '' logic does n't work with instant satisfaction, getting off is getting off whether it 's $ 300 or $ 50 so natually everyone wanted the $ 50 option. Yeah I learned later how little I was charging, I 'm not vain but I get told I 'm hot and hit on plenty, so I think I 'm fairly aphrodisiac. But apparently I could have been charging thousands if I 'd chosen clients a small upright, I 've talked to other girl that charge that much and they 're like 300lb chainsmoking granny, guy will TRULY bang anything. Mine were nice hombre though, about 6 of them in their radical and I got invited to political party with them, called to hang up out and toy games, we were friends with benefit and $ being exchanged. One node I met at a company was a landscaper at a winery and he referred me to `` Mk2. '' I say that as a joke because he 's my secong Mark and the one who 's my husband now. Owning a winery on top of acreage like he does I figured he was rich but I did n't know how a lot, that was n't where his working capital came from, it was just where he lays his head, I wo n't say how a great deal he makes but It 's a copulate digit above the highest plausable surmisal. At one distributor point I was spending 2 daylight a week with him and getting double whole-package value of $ 400 a day. What we did those nights was the most fun too, he became my front-runner in a hurry being alot like Mk1 with a meaner streak. When I slept there I actually started spent my nighttime tied up on the floor of his closet in between playing servant, being belted while hanging from the punching bag eyebolt in the basement roof, led around on a tierce and swatted with a newspaper like a dog and More. He eventually got jealous and wanted me all to himself, giving me a Miata and a $ 5000 a month margin to come go with him and be his alone, which I recently learned mortal else is effectively paying nowadays. I would have done it for free for the prospect to endure with him and have that variety of fun every day. We got married in July last year, I loved the ceremony and thought he did, it was a voyeuristical group sex affair but since then he has n't touched me like that, only wanting the casual wakeup cock sucking and housework. I 'm more like the soil live-in maid nowadays, but I 've gotten something else from him as a comfort present- a fellow who is again a booster of his. I stay with him whenever Mark 's out of town, which is about 10-12 days a month, and when I 'm over there my girlfriend usually comes to attend out with us and that 's when I get my gaming metre in. He 's the one who 's taken up giving Deutsche Mark that $ 5000 a month I get as an allowance. As far as I know that was n't always the case, but I wonder if I 'm still in the escort biz and my hubby 's now my fancy man ... I have in fact entertained one of his wedding guests who was traveling to CA on business sector, he did n't speak a word of English and had an entourage, and I did n't know he was coming until I got an out-of-timezone schoolbook from my husband telling me to expect him and I was to give him the VIP intervention. I 've learned to cook since I moved in here, there were actually staff on another house on the property for that kind of thing 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 giant place and do all the cooking and wash and stuff.

Before I forget, earlier I said I 'd been with 3 1/2 women which I said I 'd explain. I met a tgirl at a company and have been outgo fourth dimension with her lately. She 's so feminine and beautiful that she was getting hit on there as lots or more than than any other young lady, and the guy wire have no estimate. Neither did I until the national came up and she whispered it to me nervously. She actually does n't sense well-situated in the undetermined with people knowing who she really is and wants to stay discreet for now. But at some point we got into talking about our experiences and things we still wanted to try and I mentioned girlfriend with dick, I do n't make love if she somehow managed to steer the conversation that way but we got a couple joking cheers fron drunk guys when we went to hang out by ourselves in the garage to `` utter '' more privately. It 's a developing spot, but she 's not like the common guy rope or girls I like. It 's fitting I guess since she 's basically neither sexuality, but definitely womanly. She 's easy and the likes of deadening sex with alot of holding each other and kissing and gruntle rocking. My husband being as ... progressive as he is, girls are allowed and he knows I like to give ear out and mess around with H2 but I do n't know how he 'd feel about `` T '' if he knew she had a tool. She 's not on the approval list, I 've told him about her but not the being trans component.

So that 's where I am right now, I do n't know about my standing in my married couple and while I love him and it was fun at the commencement right now I 'm more like the naughty maid like I said. He gives me so a great deal freedom though which is totally counter to what I was expecting ( I graduated from the water closet to a John Milton Cage Jr. in the basement gym when I stopped seeing him as an accompaniment 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 opposite to what I was expecting. I 'll probably update this eventually as more interesting stuff happens so I hope it was interesting .