While there 's probably something dirty for everyone here, this is n't a erotica chronicle so a lot 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, variety 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 time I 've had sex because like most of us not every time was story worthy and it 's pretty sponsor when you 're in a human relationship. It 's more about the of import ones where I discovered something new or interest. I thought about putting it under the `` diary '' family but I think that would be misconstrued as `` good diary, insert pornography. ``

My showtime boyfriend was a guy named Mark, coincidentally my current husband 's name. He was controlling and opprobrious in the racy way, so I accepted it. He did n't like me having guy friends, did n't want me going out without him, easy to relieve oneself off, like what girls warn their girlfriends about, but I was a sexually unlettered Virgo the Virgin in the `` slashie fangirl '' sock-in-your-mouth, crying-as-I-tie-you-down-with-more-duct-tape kind of way at the time. Because I guess I was the monstrosity he always wanted he was now justified in not asking if I wanted to try something and just went for it. Alot of guy have experience trying to talk girls into trying things like anal or even giving head for the drill sweet girls, and it 's usually a atruggle but he did n't occupy 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 go a bf so he was n't terribly in love with me. This sharing 'll get a revenant theme. So Mark was my friend 's boyfriend before mine, she met him at a company we went to and I got to jazz 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 care, she had become variety of cautious since they broke up and it was kind of an embarassed suggestion at ripe. There was a good reasonableness 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 event for her. Although it turned out alright for me, I did n't bed at the time ( and she did n't tell me which is variety of a shaft motion ), He was the same way with her. But she was n't like me. Her first time was in figurehead of his friends crying as she was raped and humiliated, a small party or bbq with his Friend or something where everyone was drunk. think the controlling part, she had no friends there because he did n't want them around. If there were to a greater extent voices saying `` hey what the fuck ? ! ? closure ! '' it might not possess happened, but they did n't learn that. I assume to them it was like a rape-porno, something everybody watches but does n't acknowledge to their friends. In that environment though they were all thinking the Lapp thing ; Everyone 's assuredness with it and I 'm not doing it so I 'm ok with it. He did n't entrust a physical stigma where I could see it, otherwise the timing of that and the breakup would have been mistrustful to me and I would n't make become his next girl. From what she told me though during that event 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 knockout to talk about was kind of messed up because it might have happened to me. contribute 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 twelvemonth but for a few yr after that she was strictly girls, including my first. More about that later.

Kenny came second. He was one of brand 's nicer friends that I was shared with like I was talking about. After the final brakeup he was all over my telephone being `` a upright friend. '' Basically he knew I was available, what kind of things I was into and had to pound soul else to me. He was alot less well-off 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 retentive and blowjobs because he knew from experience I was into those and I consider them region of regular sex. But I wanted to be slapped and choked, tied up and belted like I was used to. He was my first thoughtful bf, the kind of normal Nice guy who gives young lady what they want. We said our `` love you '' s, went out places and everything formula couples do together. There were things 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 attend out with them one at a time, someone hanging out with his Quaker and the acquaintance 's gf basically, casually loosen them up with innuendo while playing game or what have you while I was laying on the blatant flirting. When I had private moments with them most would flirt more directly with me, thinking I wanted something on the side and Kenny was totally oblivious. Even guys who claim to be honorable and would never shack up with a booster 's miss will do it if they think they can get away with it. Anyway I would differentiate them that he was cool off with sharing and they did n't have to hold back until we were alone to lay on the game. When we were all in the Saami room again the conversation could stay More fluidly. I had 6 recruits lined up pretty fast, a little Sir Thomas More than a week I think, sadly only 5 showed up. I 'm only going to namedrop the `` important notches '' but William Curtis deserves a special 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 prick was amazing. Almost coke-can thick, foreskinned that did n't come all the way around his foreland, light blueing veins all the way down the sides, and I could n't even get my fingertips to match together at the basis. 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 of it pornstars have unremarkable peter, but this one was pure and inviting, practically yummy. Naturally during the gangbang and probably because I 'd been making constant jokes about its size, he maintained a monopoly on my bunghole the bulk of the meter. The pressure on the back of my vaginal wall left me hovering around climax constantly, the guys who took good turn in my pussycat made me cum every clip. I had a theory that a girl 's body can claim 6 guy at once. The logistics are hard, not enough way to fit that many people in around a miss at once and they did in fact mostly take turns 2 or 3 at once. But with a coffee table the height is about aright to name it work. William Curtis underneath me while on my back, individual standing at the metrical unit of the coffee table to screw my twat, one at the head with his dick in my mouth, one straddling over me and the table titfucking me, and 2 on either side of meat for me to fumble while they waited for a improve parking spot. Only 1 in that end instance though when soul 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 trouble 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 well-chosen with my frequent reflection about William Curtis 's but he was a unspoilt sport and it, but anyway of track we eventually broke up.

After that was H. I 'll call her H and she was the one I was talking about in Mark 's story. We 'd been bff 's since we were minuscule but we 've drifted apart the last few age. It probably had something to do with being friends and then being together for awhile. I can reasonably uphold relationship with exes and stay friends, but the onus is on early mass to be able to do the same. It 's a rare thing outside of tramp, jealousy comes too easily to some the great unwashed. I 've never been in a monogamous relationship even now. Anyway, She was the inaugural girl I 've ever been with, and there have been 3 1/2, which will be explained. As soon as my `` undivided '' window was spread she made her proceed the same way I tried to convince guy rope 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 cuddle all the time, no mother wit of personal place. I did n't mind, she was always like that but it was different than usual. So after the innuendo and coquetry 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 mean anything and would be prosperous, she would fag a skirt and no panties for garb unawkward access, laying with her pegleg hanging over the bed, and I could put on a strapon over my clothes. Then just came rocking together like whenever 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 originate off wearing it over my pants, but all of her clothes and my shirt had come off by the time 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 months of which were after we broke up. I do n't know why, we were still cool with each other and I could accept had a human relationship with a miss, we were pulling it off, I was just more into Guy 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 scraggy blonde fem looking guy who had some confutative fetishes and a affair for previous women. He had in fact dated a 32 yr old sub PE teacher at his HS before we got together and would n't you bang it- she became my gf later. In keeping with my polygamous nature and his guy libido, he introduced me to her one night 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 tidal bore to try sex with another girl. Naturally the understanding 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 's his so I 'll say he was like my opposite. We had different fetishes but we were both junkie. Some things even I wo n't do like diaper/shit material, when I want to do that it 'll be when I 'm changing an actual baby, thank you. One thing we could both concur 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 fatigue lingerie but it was unexpectedly welcome too. The part I was n't great about was topping. Not like it made me uncomfortable, I 'm just not the take-charge type and was used to being on the pick up end. But I like to gain my men happy so I tied his wrists to his headboard, buttfucked, belittled, and spanked him while he was dressed like a slutty girlfriend. We were n't together for long, maybe 6 months when I found out I was pregnant ! I planned to mould 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 good 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 friend did n't want the drama at the meter. I had n't decided what to do with the gestation but it was decided for me when I went for a `` lady checkup '' and was told I could n't have a baby yet. I had some uterine scarring that would n't allow it to get food and air it needed to modernize. It was n't a big hit to me or anything because it was so other and actually fixable whenever I finally found the money for it, which I did n't hold at the time ( I 'm now viable ). So after a snaking I went habitation with a sore cooch, which sounds like the darker half of a porn joke but it 's not funny at all, especially the pain and cramping.

So the PE sub. I 'll call her R, Guy like shoutouts for bro-fives but girls and charwoman probably wo n't. While I was with notch I actually started hanging out with her and we did Yoga at her home. I do n't remember the perspective but that 's not why I was doing it. I looked enceinte in those pants and they were fun to rub against soul wearing them, which we did. Our start experience was erotic but not sexual, doing stretches together and she showed me how to stir my toes with her lap straddling my ass for `` guidance ''. If we were n't wearing scanty it could have been embarassing wearing those knickers wet as we were ... I was still living with H while I was with Nick, which caused clash 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 pregnant news, it pissed off H even more. She and R actually almost had some drama when R came to spill about the unhurt pregnancy affair with me. After we 'd been seeing each former for awhile and my roomie got another gf the lieu 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 story from Naughty U.S.A. but they would n't legally be able to upload this kind of matter. She was pretty inexperienced for an sure-enough adult female, Me being her first girl and we had exchangeable tarradiddle. Her husband was controlling, would follow her when she went out with friends, ect. The only right affair she got from him was his son. She married him before she could legally drink so she missed out on the young messing around panorama of figuring hooey out and was trying to make up for it with younger guys. 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 worry 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 couple yr before I messed that up. She was accomodating for a woman, she let me have a bf on the face, a unity dad of 2 kids who I actually forget about from time to time, he 's the guilty reason I 'm getting this stuff down ! She did n't mind sharing either, having me dwelling every Nox while I carved out whatever redundant time I could with him, and I taught her the things my previous bfs taught me. Like I said she was pretty inexperienced in the sense that she 'd been in the drive through flock enough times but always ordered the Saami matter. I made her try anal retentive, bondage, spanking, ect. again topping against my nature but she needed to try something different. The human relationship with her son was slowly too. Being a teenager he was into gaming, girls, and being a smartass like me so we got along great, and when she was n't home we would fall out together. But we got too comfortable. We would flirt but it was always a trick, I made for sure not to give him the wrong idea pretty much only because of how often worry I could have found myself in, so I kept distancing myself when it started heating up. But he was the only testosterone in the house and I 'm needy, but it 's not like I made the get-go or any relocation and did n't accept 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 `` veritable thing '' just the start prison term I did n't say no same I was supposed to, and the arcsecond prison term special function which got me thrown out. That first clip, I sat on the frame across from him and put my ramification in his lap like I 'd done a one C times before, and he started tickling my fundament. Not a big deal, so I struggled a fiddling and he stopped for a minute before stroking my legs. He was getting bluff and tracing higher and I did n't say anything, when he got to the hem of my boxershorts leg I put my ankle behind his cervix and pulled his headspring towards me, I could n't help it then. When he started kissing my thighs I lost it and let him do what he wanted. That was apparently to scavenge out my pussy with his glossa, or maybe glisten my button with it. Whatever, I played with his hair and breathed hard while letting him do both. After that he got more confident and dangerous, things like grabbing my ass while his mom was right there looking the former way, tempting luck. The second and finally 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 duad age before, yeah if you 're doing the math you know I 'm a bad person. I was driving to a `` prophylactic spot '' somewhere we could practice driving without the risk of getting pulled over or hitting anyone, with the add benefits of not getting caught giving him his nowadays. It was just after dingy and we were just out of the driveway when he had his tool out, playing with it in one hand and massaging the back of my neck with the early. 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 break for not making it very far and picking a bad place to stop, the route towards principal street went right by where I parked. He was pushy and aegir so I had to extract into a dollar computer memory 's dirt lot down the street with no lighter nearby, I 'm surprise she could even see the car in the wickedness from the road, but she pulled in behind us and almost caught me trying to reach his balls 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 null else we could ingest been doing. But she did probably see us panic like insects along with him riding high-pitched in the seat pulling his pants up when the lights hit us, I thougt she was a cop. I knew it was all my shift but I was still virulent, I got thrown out that night and went to abide with my mom. That was late in the month a match Nov ago, I had a bunch of bags in her closet, Xmas presents that I still do n't know what happened to. That 's just a Wyrd little detail that I would celebrate coming back to that made me cry a farsighted metre after it was over. Now we 're actually on casual talking terms on a mutual schmoose site we visit and we send each other pictures and memes we find online 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 Jerry Springer.

While I was with her I had been working on a ranch. I 'd worked my way up to handler over a bunch of immigrants with varying degree of English, but we had a fun human relationship. I rode around in a golf cart all day yelling mock Spanish along with the few words I knew and I would take heed things back like `` puta '' with a smile and wave, I think Puta means lovemaking ! No we were all fairly cool and loved giving each other turd. Literally, I was the manager so I decided who deloused Equus caballus stalls, Javier ! Anyway after breaking up with R I quit the job out of depressive disorder, sat around at my mom 's all day playing secret plan and moping, a girlfriend of mine made it easier taking me out places like party. She 's younger, in fact she was Dillan 's on/off girlfriend around his age and I knew her through the family. I started going to High School party with multitude 5 or 6 years untried 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 talk me into it. He expected it to get me in the mood and get him pose, but while I was already in his lap I was n't sure I was in the modality. `` H2 '' I 'll yell my ally, she was putting him on about how much I actually wanted it and he should take me in the unoccupied bedroom and present me some more. She did n't have it away it at the fourth dimension but I 'd been with inglorious cat before ( not a alien though, between-noteworthyness geological dating ), because she was n't talking about the blow, which she also totally approves of. That candy he did return me got my mettle going and I liked the rush, but he followed her hints and said we could only have to a greater extent if we were alone like she suggested, so I indulged him. I knew where it was going and just figured `` bonk it. '' When we were alone he rubbed some behind the head of his cock with his thumb and I licked it off, and I discovered I did n't care it on my lingua much. Not like I have n't trained my gag reflex for the express reasonableness of deepthroating but if I had n't it would have killed that too because my pharynx felt dull. Side note- inkiness dicks are n't any bigger than anyone elses'. Now in porno everyone 's tool 's big so of course every black guy you see 's going to give a big dick, but the myth 's in place because of the musings of lonely white cleaning woman wondering about the `` verboten '' of BBC who have never had it. Like nearly agressive guy rope, especially company guys I 've noticed there was n't alot of kissing and playing around, it was `` turn me around, rise dress, panties off, push down and drunk doggystyle. '' After about only 10 minutes someone knocked on the door looking for him, from the ebonic emphasis I knew it was the former blacken guy I 'd seen there hitting on missy and failing so I think if he struck out the whole `` knocking and walk in '' thing was architectural plan B. It was the best I 'd felt in awhile, so I did n't even say anything or expect back when he told him he could come in. It went on for like another 15 bit until both had cum at either end of me and the original guy before he left helped me perpetrate my panties back on with an unexpected nowadays. A ziplock baggie tucked by my tooshie. That gave me an idea 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 naked photoshoot '' or something standardised. I only had to message one guy back, but did my base hit homework first and bagged a collegiate amatuer photographer. That 's actually stretching it, he had a camera and was in college but it was community college and a cameraphone that I 'm sure he did n't even know how to change the settings on. He took hatful of pics and a couple videos of me posing raw with props like his phallus and we had a fun time. I got $ 300 for it which was probably most of a paycheck since he works at at a pizza billet rhyming with enigma Cheesers which I say so I do n't get sued or something. From then on I went by referral, he would indicate me to his friends and they would get something similar, but being `` broke hamburger flippers '' as I like to call them I got frequent-but-unstrenuous body of work. I became an date ! But since I was playing it safe and meeting by referral the networking pool was limited to guys my age who did n't have alot of money, so I gave alot of head since that was gaudy and fast. The `` savings over time '' logic does n't work with jiffy gratification, 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 plenitude, so I think I 'm fairly aphrodisiac. But apparently I could ingest been charging grand if I 'd chosen clients a niggling dear, I 've talked to other daughter that charge that practically and they 're like 300lb chainsmoking nan, guys will TRULY fuck anything. Mine were nice bozo though, about 6 of them in their group and I got invited to parties with them, called to hang out and fiddle games, we were booster with benefits and $ being exchanged. One client I met at a company was a landscaper at a wine maker and he referred me to `` Mk2. '' I say that as a caper because he 's my secong stigma 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 eff how a great deal, that was n't where his capital came from, it was just where he lays his head, I wo n't say how a lot he makes but It 's a couple digit above the highest plausable dead reckoning. At one point I was spending 2 days a hebdomad 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 dearie in a hurry being alot like Mk1 with a meaner streak. When I slept there I actually started worn out my nights tied up on the floor of his wardrobe in between playing servant, being belted while hanging from the punching bag eyebolt in the cellar cap, led around on a leash and swatted with a paper like a dog and more than. He eventually got jealous and wanted me all to himself, giving me a Miata and a $ 5000 a month allowance to fare last with him and be his alone, which I recently learned someone else is effectively paying nowadays. I would have done it for gratis for the chance to live with him and have that kind of fun every day. We got married in July last year, I loved the ceremonial and thought he did, it was a voyeuristical group sex thing but since then he has n't touched me like that, only wanting the periodic wakeup blowjob and housework. I 'm more like the lousy live-in maiden nowadays, but I 've gotten something else from him as a solacement present- a young man who is again a friend of his. I stay with him whenever Mark 's out of town, which is about 10-12 sidereal day a month, and when I 'm over there my girlfriend 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 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 date biz and my husband 's now my procurer ... I have in fact entertained one of his wedding invitee who was traveling to CA on job, he did n't mouth a password of English and had an entourage, and I did n't lie with he was coming until I got an out-of-timezone text from my husband telling me to expect him and I was to give him the VIP handling. I 've learned to falsify since I moved in here, there were actually staff on another house on the property for that variety of thing before he met me but it 's evacuate 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 laundry 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 spending clock time with her lately. She 's so womanly and beautiful that she was getting hit on there as a lot or more than any other girl, and the Guy have no theme. Neither did I until the topic came up and she whispered it to me nervously. She actually does n't experience comfortable in the open 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 affair we still wanted to try and I mentioned miss with tool, I do n't get it on if she somehow managed to steer the conversation that way but we got a couple joking cheers fron wino guys when we went to give ear out by ourselves in the service department to `` talk '' more privately. It 's a developing office, but she 's not like the usual guy wire or missy I like. It 's fitting I shot since she 's basically neither gender, but definitely feminine. She 's docile and the like slow sex with alot of holding each other and kissing and gentle rocking. My married man being as ... imperfect tense as he is, girls are allowed and he knows I like to hang out and mess around with H2 but I do n't do it how he 'd feel about `` T '' if he knew she had a dick. She 's not on the approval list, I 've told him about her but not the being trans part.

So that 's where I am right now, I do n't have intercourse about my standing in my marriage and while I love him and it was fun at the start right now I 'm more like the naughty maiden like I said. He gives me so much freedom though which is totally heel counter to what I was expecting ( I graduated from the W.C. to a cage in the cellar gym when I stopped seeing him as an date and became sole, now none of that ) and I ca n't see myself with anyone else, so it 's not in peril just totally opposite to what I was expecting. I 'll probably update this eventually as more concern stuff happens so I hope it was interesting .