While there 's probably something dirty for everyone here, this is n't a porno chronicle so much trying to keep caterpillar tread of what I 've been up to so far. Like watching a appearance as I 'm doing now, it 's actually potential 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 affair without bulletpoints. It does n't represent everyone I 've ever been with because some one-nighters are forgettable, and not every time I 've had sex because like most of us not every time was story worthy and it 's pretty frequent when you 're in a relationship. It 's more about the important ace where I discovered something new or interesting. I thought about putting it under the `` journal '' category but I think that would be misconstrued as `` dear diary, introduce porno. ``

My first boyfriend was a guy named sign, 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 ally, did n't want me going out without him, easy to spend a penny off, like what girls warn their girlfriends about, but I was a sexually unlearned Virgo in the `` slashie fangirl '' sock-in-your-mouth, crying-as-I-tie-you-down-with-more-duct-tape variety of way at the clip. Because I guess I was the junkie he always wanted he was now justified in not asking if I wanted to try something and just went for it. Alot of guys have experience trying to peach girls into trying things like anal or even giving head for the drilling sweetened girls, and it 's usually a atruggle but he did n't care about it. We were n't attached and needy either but he was pretty territorial. We never said we loved each other or anything and he even shared me with 2 of his nicer friends once, one of whom would later get a bf so he was n't terribly in love with me. This sharing 'll become a recurring musical theme. So Deutschmark was my friend 's boyfriend before mine, she met him at a party we went to and I got to know him through her, and after they broke up he came to me. She tried to admonish me like I said but I did n't listen or wish, she had become form of timid since they broke up and it was sort of an embarassed suggestion at practiced. There was a unspoiled 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 know at the metre ( and she did n't tell me which is form of a peter motility ), He was the Saame way with her. But she was n't like me. Her first time was in battlefront of his friends crying as she was raped and humiliated, a minuscule party or bbq with his Quaker or something where everyone was drunk. Remember the controlling part, she had no friends there because he did n't desire them around. If there were more representative saying `` hey what the shag ? ! ? point ! '' it might not experience happened, but they did n't pick up that. I assume to them it was like a rape-porno, something everybody watches but does n't admit to their Friend. In that surround though they were all thinking the same thing ; Everyone 's assuredness with it and I 'm not doing it so I 'm ok with it. He did n't allow a strong-arm mark where I could see it, otherwise the timing of that and the separation would have been suspicious to me and I would n't have become his next girl. From what she told me though during that outcome he was rough in the way I knew him, he choked and slapped her around during which is where the mortification came in. She only told me after he and I broke up, which while I understand it being arduous to talk about was sort of messed up because it might make happened to me. open 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 distich twelvemonth but for a few years after that she was strictly fille, including my first. More about that later.

Kenny came second. He was one of fall guy 's nicer friends that I was shared with like I was talking about. After the last brakeup he was all over my telephone being `` a proficient Friend. '' Basically he knew I was available, what form of thing I was into and had to beat someone else to me. He was alot less well-to-do with just doing what he wanted to me with no apology. But that was the entirely type of guy I was used to, I so was the one pushing him to try new matter. 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 first attentive bf, the sort of normal squeamish guy who gives female child what they want. We said our `` love you '' s, went out places and everything normal dyad do together. There were matter I could n't get him to do. One of them was pegging, the other was n't 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 group of his friends for a gangbang. We 'd hang out with them one at a time, someone hanging out with his ally and the protagonist 's gf basically, casually loosen them up with innuendo while playing games or what have you while I was laying on the blatant flirt. When I had private import with them most would dally more directly with me, thinking I wanted something on the English and Kenny was totally oblivious. Even Guy who claim to be honorable and would never trail up with a ally 's little girl will do it if they think they can get away with it. Anyway I would assure them that he was cool with sharing and they did n't induce to hold off 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 week I think, sadly only 5 showed up. I 'm only going to namedrop the `` important notches '' but Curtis deserves a especial acknowledgment 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 midst, foreskinned that did n't come all the way around his head, visible radiation blue veins all the way down the side, and I could n't even get my fingertips to touch together at the radix. And that was soft, it hung along his second joint almost halfway to his knees at like 9+ inches when hard like a pornstar. Except for the fact that aside from size pornstars have workaday dicks, but this one was perfect and inviting, practically yummy. Naturally during the gangbang and probably because I 'd been making constant jape about its size, he maintained a monopoly on my asshole the majority of the sentence. The atmospheric pressure on the back of my vaginal rampart left me hovering around orgasm constantly, the guys who took turns in my cunt made me cum every time. I had a possibility that a girl 's body can take 6 guys at once. The logistics are hard, not enough room to fit that many people in around a young woman at once and they did in fact mostly take turns 2 or 3 at once. But with a coffee tree tabular array the peak is about good to make it exploit. Curtis underneath me while on my back, someone standing at the foot of the coffee tabular array to fuck my pussy, one at the heading with his gumshoe in my lip, one straddling over me and the tabular array titfucking me, and 2 on either face for me to bollix up while they waited for a ripe parking post. Only 1 in that shoemaker's last instance though when somebody 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'dicks and I probably did n't make him too happy with my frequent musings about Curtis 's but he was a good sport and it, but anyway of course we eventually broke up.

After that was H. I 'll call her H and she was the one I was talking about in marking 's account. We 'd been bff 's since we were little but we 've drifted apart the close few long time. It probably had something to do with being friend and then being together for awhile. I can reasonably conserve kinship with x and last out friends, but the onus is on former people to be able to do the same. It 's a rare affair outside of swinger, green-eyed monster comes too easily to some people. I 've never been in a monogamous 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 make a motion the Saami way I tried to convince guys to offer for my gangbang. We 'd always been flirty the way supporter are, but after him I noticed she started acting differently. She 'd gaze too long or she would want to cuddle all the time, no sense of personal space. I did n't bear in mind, she was always like that but it was different than usual. So after the insinuation and flirting to allay me into it like I 've done, we had that conversation where she said she wanted me, and asked me to aid her get off. The way she sold me on it was that it would n't imply anything and would be prosperous, she would wear a doll and no pantie for wrapped unawkward admittance, laying with her legs hanging over the bed, and I could outwear a strapon over my clothes. Then just came rocking together like whenever little girl 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 start off wearing it over my gasp, but all of her apparel and my shirt had come off by the time we were done. And I was on top of her with my knife in her mouth. Que sera ... We were living together for almost a year, a few months of which were after we broke up. I do n't know why, we were still assuredness with each other and I could give had a relationship with a girlfriend, 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 skinny blond fem looking guy who had some confutative fetishes and a thing for erstwhile fair sex. He had in fact dated a 32 class 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 polyoicous nature and his guy libido, he introduced me to her one dark at his apartment. We talked about how they met, PE shorts, yoga ( which we met for right away ) and they had previously talked about how she was aegir to try sex with another lady friend. Naturally the reason 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 parity 's his so I 'll say he was like my inverse. We had dissimilar hoodoo but we were both monstrosity. Some things even I wo n't do like diaper/shit stuff and nonsense, when I want to do that it 'll be when I 'm changing an genuine baby, thank you. One thing we could both correspond on was pegging. I had strapon experience and he had anal experience so we went together like hot dogs and doughnuts. I was n't expecting him to wear lingerie but it was unexpectedly welcome too. The share I was n't great about was topping. Not like it made me uncomfortable, I 'm just not the take-charge eccentric and was used to being on the receiving end. But I like to wee-wee my men happy so I tied his radiocarpal joint to his headboard, buttfucked, belittled, and spanked him while he was dressed like a slutty young lady. We were n't together for long, maybe 6 month when I found out I was meaning ! I planned to operate out what to do together with him and I was totally out-of-doors to an abortion, we were n't that serious and it was still other in every 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 early burgeoning yoga friend did n't require the dramatic event at the time. I had n't decided what to do with the pregnancy but it was decided for me when I went for a `` lady checkup '' and was told I could n't cause a baby yet. I had some uterine scarring that would n't allow it to get food and air it needed to acquire. It was n't a big hit to me or anything because it was so early on and actually fixable whenever I finally found the money for it, which I did n't take in at the metre ( I 'm now viable ). So after a snaking I went home with a sore cooch, which sounds like the darker half of a porn caper but it 's not funny at all, especially the pain and cramping.

So the PE sub. I 'll prognosticate her R, guys like shoutouts for bro-fives but missy and char probably wo n't. While I was with dent I actually started hanging out with her and we did Yoga at her household. I do n't commemorate the status but that 's not why I was doing it. I looked great in those pants and they were fun to rub against mortal wearing them, which we did. Our starting time experience was erotic but not sexual, doing stretches together and she showed me how to touch my toes with her lap straddling my ass for `` steering ''. If we were n't wearing step-in it could deliver been embarassing wearing those pants wet as we were ... I was still living with H while I was with Nick, which caused rubbing because of our history 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 meaning news, it pissed off H even more. She and R actually almost had some drama when R came to talk about the whole pregnancy affair with me. After we 'd been seeing each other for awhile and my roomy got another gf the home got a little crowded, so I moved in with R and her son Dillan. Trouble. Not right away, and the `` mom 's gf '' sounds like a taradiddle from Naughty United States but they would n't legally be capable to upload this kind of matter. She was pretty inexperienced for an older woman, Me being her first miss and we had similar stories. Her hubby was controlling, would follow her when she went out with booster, ect. The only good thing she got from him was his son. She married him before she could legally drink in so she missed out on the Pres Young messing around aspect of figuring poppycock out and was trying to get to up for it with unseasoned guys. After separating with him she burned through a half 12 barely legals and one 16 year old Nick before me, but she was n't worry in a relationship and after having sex with them would leave them soon after, all besides nick. Anyway I loved her alot and we were together a mates years before I messed that up. She was accomodating for a char, she let me have a bf on the slope, a single dad of 2 tike who I actually forget about from metre to fourth dimension, he 's the guilty reason I 'm getting this clobber down ! She did n't mind sharing either, having me place every night while I carved out whatever special clip I could with him, and I taught her the affair my previous bfs taught me. Like I said she was pretty inexperienced in the horse sense that she 'd been in the driving through slew enough times but always ordered the same affair. I made her try anal, slavery, spanking, ect. again topping against my nature but she needed to try something dissimilar. The human relationship with her son was well-off too. Being a teenager he was into gaming, girls, and being a smartass like me so we got along expectant, and when she was n't home plate we would hang out together. But we got too well-to-do. We would flirt but it was always a caper, I made surely not to open him the haywire estimation pretty much only because of how lots difficulty I could have found myself in, so I kept distancing myself when it started heating up. But he was the merely testosterone in the mansion and I 'm needy, but it 's not like I made the first or any motility 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 matter '' just the first time I did n't say no ilk I was supposed to, and the moment time special function which got me thrown out. That showtime time, I sat on the couch across from him and put my stage in his lap like I 'd done a hundred times before, and he started tickling my invertebrate foot. Not a big business deal, so I struggled a little and he stopped for a minute before stroking my stage. He was getting bold and tracing gamy and I did n't say anything, when he got to the hem of my short pants leg I put my ankle behind his neck and pulled his head towards me, I could n't avail it then. When he started kissing my thighs I lost it and let him do what he wanted. That was apparently to clean out my kitty with his spit, or maybe shine my clit with it. Whatever, I played with his whisker and breathed hard while letting him do both. After that he got more confident and serious, matter like grabbing my hindquarters while his mom was right there looking the other way, tempting fate. The second and last prison term I was taking him out driving for his 16th birthday but he told me what he really wanted and I agreed, it was a half trueness I told his mom. We were going out practice driving but he really wanted what he got a couple years before, yeah if you 're doing the maths you know I 'm a bad person. I was driving to a `` rubber spot '' somewhere we could practice driving without the peril of getting pulled over or hitting anyone, with the bestow benefits of not getting caught giving him his present. It was just after dark and we were just out of the drive when he had his dick out, playing with it in one deal and massaging the back of my neck 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 arcminute later I saw her again. My demerit for not making it very far and picking a bad property to discontinue, the road towards principal street went right by where I parked. He was pushful and bore so I had to pull into a buck depot 's shite lot down the street with no lights nearby, I 'm surprised she could even see the car in the dark from the road, but she pulled in behind us and almost caught me trying to reach his balls with my lingua and I already had a mouthful 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 nix else we could have been doing. But she did probably see us panic like louse along with him riding eminent in the seat pulling his pants up when the lights 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 dark and went to stay with my mom. That was late in the month a couple Novembers ago, I had a bunch of pocketbook in her closet, Xmas presents that I still do n't know what happened to. That 's just a eldritch small detail that I would keep coming back to that made me cry a long time after it was over. Now we 're actually on cursory talking terms on a mutual chat site we visit and we send each early pictures and memes we find on-line occasionally. She says she realizes it 's hypocritical to hate 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 underage son. How Boche springer.

While I was with her I had been working on a cattle ranch. I 'd worked my way up to manager over a crowd of immigrants with varying tier of English language, but we had a fun kinship. I rode around in a golf pushcart all day yelling mock Spanish along with the few Christian Bible I knew and I would hear things back like `` puta '' with a smile and waving, I think Puta means love ! No we were all moderately cool and loved giving each other jack. Literally, I was the manager so I decided who deloused cavalry stall, 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 girlfriend of mine made it well-off taking me out places like party. She 's immature, in fact she was Dillan 's on/off girlfriend around his age and I knew her through the kinfolk. I started going to High School party with people 5 or 6 years younger than me, not that I was the only one like I thought I 'd be. One tall bald black 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 lecture me into it. He expected it to get me in the mood and get him laid, but while I was already in his lap I was n't sure I was in the modality. `` H2 '' I 'll call my friend, she was putting him on about how much I actually wanted it and he should take me in the unoccupied bedroom and turn over me some more. She did n't sleep together it at the fourth dimension but I 'd been with Black person Guy before ( not a stranger though, between-noteworthyness dating ), because she was n't talking about the coke, which she also totally approves of. That candy he did sacrifice me got my heart going and I liked the kick, but he followed her tip and said we could only feature 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 cock with his pollex 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 express reason of deepthroating but if I had n't it would have killed that too because my throat felt numb. slope note- black hawkshaw are n't any fully grown than anyone elevated railway'. Now in porn everyone 's shaft 's big so of course every pitch blackness guy you see 's going to have a big peter, but the myth 's in place because of the musings of lonely White person women wondering about the `` forbidden '' of BBC who have never had it. Like most agressive hombre, especially political party guys I 've noticed there was n't alot of kissing and playing around, it was `` sprain me around, lift dress, step-in off, push down and pledge doggystyle. '' After about only 10 minutes person knocked on the room access looking for him, from the ebonic speech pattern I knew it was the other Shirley Temple Black guy I 'd seen there hitting on miss and failing so I think if he struck out the unscathed `` whack and walk in '' thing was plan B. It was the adept I 'd matte in awhile, so I did n't even say anything or count back when he told him he could derive in. It went on for like another 15 min until both had cum at either end of me and the master guy before he left helped me pull my panties back on with an unexpected present. A ziplock baggie tucked by my cigaret. That gave me an idea how I could get back on the horse.

I browsed Craigslist personals for one of `` those '' submission. If you 've been desperate and horny you know about them, they say `` sultry massage '' or `` amatuer naked photoshoot '' or something similar. I only had to message one guy back, but did my safety prep first and bagged a collegiate amatuer photographer. That 's actually stretching it, he had a camera and was in college but it was residential area college and a cameraphone that I 'm certain he did n't even know how to shift the background on. He took plenty of motion-picture show and a couple videos of me posing nude with props like his penis and we had a fun clock time. I got $ 300 for it which was probably most of a paycheck since he works at at a pizza place rhyming with conundrum 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 ally and they would get something similar, but being `` broke beefburger flippers '' as I like to foretell them I got frequent-but-unstrenuous work. I became an escort ! But since I was playing it good and meeting by referral the networking pocket billiards was limited to guys my age who did n't stimulate alot of money, so I gave alot of chief since that was cheap and fast. The `` nest egg over clip '' logic does n't work with moment gratification, getting off is getting off whether it 's $ 300 or $ 50 so natually everyone wanted the $ 50 option. Yeah I learned later how piffling I was charging, I 'm not vain but I get told I 'm hot and hit on plenty, so I think I 'm fairly sexy. But apparently I could have been charging thousands if I 'd chosen customer a piffling better, I 've talked to other miss that charge that much and they 're like 300lb chainsmoking grandmas, guy rope will TRULY fuck anything. Mine were nice guys though, about 6 of them in their group and I got invited to parties with them, called to fall out and play game, we were acquaintance with benefits and $ being exchanged. One node I met at a company was a landscaper at a wine maker and he referred me to `` Mk2. '' I say that as a joke because he 's my secong target and the one who 's my husband now. Owning a winery on top of land area like he does I figured he was rich but I did n't be intimate how much, that was n't where his capital came from, it was just where he lays his point, I wo n't say how much he makes but It 's a duad digits above the highest plausable guess. At one point I was spending 2 Day a week with him and getting double whole-package value of $ 400 a day. What we did those Nox was the most fun too, he became my dearie in a rushing being alot like Mk1 with a meaner bar. When I slept there I actually started pass my nighttime tied up on the floor of his W.C. in between playing handmaid, being belted while hanging from the punching bag eyebolt in the basement ceiling, led around on a leash and swatted with a newspaper publisher like a dog and more. He eventually got covetous and wanted me all to himself, giving me a Miata and a $ 5000 a month allowance to come live with him and be his alone, which I recently learned someone else is effectively paying nowadays. I would have done it for free for the luck to live with him and have that form of fun every day. We got married in July shoemaker's last year, I loved the ceremonial occasion and thought he did, it was a voyeuristic group sex thing but since then he has n't touched me like that, only wanting the casual wakeup cock sucking and housekeeping. I 'm more like the dirty live-in maiden nowadays, but I 've gotten something else from him as a consolation present- a boyfriend who is again a friend of his. I stay with him whenever Mark 's out of town, which is about 10-12 days a calendar month, and when I 'm over there my girl usually comes to hang out with us and that 's when I get my play time in. He 's the one who 's taken up giving scratch that $ 5000 a month I get as an adjustment. 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 husband 's now my pimp ... I have in fact entertained one of his wedding ceremony Edgar Albert Guest who was traveling to CA on business organization, 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 text from my husband telling me to expect him and I was to cave in him the VIP intervention. I 've learned to cook since I moved in here, there were actually staff on another house on the attribute for that variety of thing before he met me but it 's empty now. I wonder if I 'm basically getting their $ to do their job now since I clean this gargantuan place and do all the cooking and laundry and stuff.

Before I forget, earlier I said I 'd been with 3 1/2 fair sex which I said I 'd explicate. I met a tgirl at a party and have been spending time with her lately. She 's so feminine and beautiful that she was getting hit on there as much or more than any other little girl, and the cat have no idea. Neither did I until the bailiwick came up and she whispered it to me nervously. She actually does n't feel well-heeled in the overt with people knowing who she really is and wants to stick discreet for now. But at some spot we got into talking about our experiences and things we still wanted to try and I mentioned young lady with peter, I do n't cognise if she somehow managed to steer the conversation that way but we got a couplet joking cheers fron drunk guy cable when we went to cling out by ourselves in the garage to `` talk '' more privately. It 's a developing situation, but she 's not like the usual guys or girls I like. It 's fitting I guess since she 's basically neither gender, but definitely feminine. She 's gruntle and likes slow sex with alot of holding each other and kissing and gentle rocking. My hubby being as ... progressive as he is, girls are allowed and he knows I like to flow out and mess around with H2 but I do n't make love how he 'd feel about `` T '' if he knew she had a dick. She 's not on the approval tilt, I 've told him about her but not the being trans part.

So that 's where I am right now, I do n't know about my standing in my spousal relationship and while I love him and it was fun at the beginning right now I 'm more like the naughty housemaid like I said. He gives me so much freedom though which is totally replication to what I was expecting ( I graduated from the closet to a batting cage in the basement gym when I stopped seeing him as an date 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 matter to stuff happens so I hope it was interesting .