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'' A Pussyboy 's Story ''

Learning to Submit

by tcs1963

When I was growing up, I was always into girl. I also loved to stroke my cock and keep an eye on a lot of heterosexual smut videos. This is back when porn was much heavily to come by and came on Vhs and beta videotapes.

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

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

But I was also feeling really confused and kind of guilty about enjoying it. I did n't know or even interpret my response, but the cum of experiment had been sown, and they stuck with me as I grew older.

Afterward, when I watched straight heterosexual pornography, I realized that what I was fantasizing about, more often than not, was the womanhood in the vista and what she was experiencing.

The female person pornography actresses looked so subservient, and beautiful. They also had the most powerful orgasms. Their experiences seemed far more intense than anything that the male person porn player experienced.

I was fascinated and very curious by how it would palpate to be subservient and experience being taken.

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

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

This led to a number of years of confusedness and mild depression from not exactly fitting into established intimate persona. Those feelings lasted well into my late twenties.

I was a fairly good looking guy, while in school. Participating in a few team sports, mostly football and baseball. I guess you could say I was a moderately popular teenage boy with the moderately popular teenage girls.

I know I was definitely attracted to the teenage girl, and most times I had the bulge in my pants to leaven it. I had a few girlfriend relationships, even a match of girls who helped me be sexually active.

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

I was generally confused and did n't understand the whole bisexuality affair. I made myself very miserable trying to visualize out if I was gay or not.

I continued to enjoy dating little girl and having heterosexual experiences, and in my early twenty dollar bill, I went a bit pussy crazy. Dating any fille that would put out.

needle to say, I still could n't shake the whole homosexual thing. So I decided to actively seek out a guy on guy sexual experience. Which, once you got past the embarrassment, was pretty tardily back then.

I eventually lost my ass cherry red to a guy that I met at a bar one Night when I was around 27-years-old. I remember lying on his sustenance room floor in missional position, with his average size tool pushing in and out of me.

trueness be known, It was OK but all in all, it was a pretty 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 find right to me.

With char, I absolutely wanted to kiss and cuddle, and be intimate in this way. I did n't want any of that with this guy, I just wanted to get fucked, and live out my fantasy of what it was like to be more slavish.

That first experience taught me a lot. It taught me that I certainly did n't finger any emotional connection or attractive force to men.

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

After that family relationship ended, it was what happened with my next girlfriend that made many of the pieces of my sexual jigsaw puzzle declination into stead. She truly found my true self for us.

Lisa was a very pretty peeress, she was a attorney, who inherited her sire firm. She was a very level-headed and strong woman, she was also very Dominant and just had a natural air of government agency. Like everything was naturally going to mold out exactly as she planned in her liveliness.

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

To get going with, on our foremost date she insisted that she pick me up, this had never happened to me before. I always did the driving. other matter went exactly like that, I had to get used to her taking charge.

Do n't get me wrong, 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 vast intimate private road.

As I began to open up to her about my submissive fantasies, and my legal brief encounter with homosexual activity. Rather than disgust her it served to bring her dominant slope more to the forefront of our relationship.

She loved when I would eat her kitty-cat, and I remember I got to do that a lot. She would guide my oral sex into billet, and literally grind her pussy onto my tongue and sassing.

She got into the verbal mortification side of things, also. If I was n't licking her exactly the way she wanted, she would push my head away and slap me across the face.

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

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

I remember one evening on the drive home from a Night out. She made me eat her slit in the backseat of a taxicab. Truly testing my submission to her agency.

I remember the taxi driver asked her what was going on back there, and in her distinctive surefooted behaviour Lisa replied, `` My bitch is eating my wet slit. ''

He just busted out laughing and said, `` ass, that 's totally hot ! ''

Early into our FLR relationship, Lisa started breaking me in with her new strap-on that she purchased specifically for me. She liked to do nigh of the fucking in are sex lifespan, far More than I fucked her.

We tried so a great deal together, sexually and otherwise. I was absolutely in paradise. I cherished her and loved our relationship. I loved my ever more submissive office too, and I knew from that mo forward that I loved being dominated by women by strong women.

I was absolutely devastated when she moved across the country from me, a duad of yr later. Although, we still keep in hint, through the internet and telephone.

fast forward twenty-two-years and I have now been married for 20 years to the most unbelievable and erotic cleaning lady.

For the end ten yr, we have been practicing an FLR lifestyle human relationship, including virile chastity, pegging, house servant field of study.

Furthermore, for the past 5 years, my married woman has successfully introduced cuckolding into our family relationship, and together we have had three long term dogshit, during that period.

Our most recent bull, Michealanis an extremely dominant bisexual male, and I am forced to regularly suck his cock, and he will occasionally make out me.

Unlike my first Male on male person experience in my recent twenties, this time it feels right to me. There is no emotional attachment to Micheal, he does n't need closeness with me, no snuggling or cuddling.

As my schoolmarm regularly confirms to me, my bi activity is because I need submission and chagrin. I need to be slavish to her and her horseshit because it helps me be a honorable pussyboy. It 's not about the sex act, it is all about the setting.

When he cums in her pussy 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 submissive. My Mistress Lisa knows that my humiliation is what pushes all of my clit.

That 's why I am in love life with her. That is why I worship her and endeavour to be the best pussyboy that I can be for her every single day of my living.

The End ...