While there 's probably something dirty for everyone here, this is n't a porno story so practically 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 affair without bulletpoints. It does n't represent everyone I 've ever been with because some one-nighters are forgettable, and not every fourth dimension I 've had sex because like to the highest degree of us not every fourth dimension was storey worthy and it 's pretty frequent when you 're in a family relationship. It 's more about the important single where I discovered something new or interesting. I thought about putting it under the `` journal '' category but I think that would be misconstrued as `` costly journal, cut-in porno. ``

My first boyfriend was a guy named Mark, coincidentally my electric 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 protagonist, did n't want me going out without him, easy to piss off, like what female child warn their girlfriends about, but I was a sexually unlettered virgin in the `` slashie fangirl '' sock-in-your-mouth, crying-as-I-tie-you-down-with-more-duct-tape form of way at the time. Because I guess I was the freak 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 babble girls into trying things like anal or even giving caput for the deadening sweet female child, and it 's usually a atruggle but he did n't occupy about it. We were n't attached and destitute 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 become a bf so he was n't terribly in love with me. This sharing 'll become a revenant theme. So brand 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 warn me like I said but I did n't heed or care, she had become kind of timid since they broke up and it was sort of an embarassed suggestion at better. There was a good cause 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 make love at the metre ( and she did n't recount me which is kind of a pecker motion ), He was the same way with her. But she was n't like me. Her number 1 clip was in social movement of his friends crying as she was raped and humiliated, a little company or bbq with his ally or something where everyone was drunk. commemorate the controlling part, she had no champion there because he did n't want them around. If there were more voices saying `` hey what the fuck ? ! ? stop ! '' it might not throw happened, but they did n't hear that. I assume to them it was like a rape-porno, something everybody watches but does n't admit to their acquaintance. In that surroundings though they were all thinking the Saami thing ; Everyone 's cool with it and I 'm not doing it so I 'm ok with it. He did n't leave a physical mark where I could see it, otherwise the timing of that and the breakup would have been suspicious to me and I would n't have got become his succeeding young lady. From what she told me though during that issue he was pugnacious in the way I knew him, he choked and slapped her around during which is where the humiliation came in. She only told me after he and I broke up, which while I understand it being severely to babble out about was kind of messed up because it might have happened to me. leave 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 years but for a few age after that she was strictly missy, including my first of all. 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 telephone being `` a good friend. '' Basically he knew I was available, what kind of affair I was into and had to beat someone else to me. He was alot less comfortable 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 regular sex. But I wanted to be slapped and choked, tied up and belted like I was used to. He was my beginning thoughtful bf, the kind of normal prissy guy who gives fille what they want. We said our `` eff you '' s, went out situation and everything formula couples do together. There were thing 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 prefer from a group of his friends for a gangbang. We 'd flow out with them one at a prison term, soul hanging out with his admirer and the friend 's gf basically, casually loosen them up with innuendo while playing secret plan or what have you while I was laying on the blatant dalliance. When I had buck private second with them near would play more directly with me, thinking I wanted something on the side and Kenny was totally unmindful. Even hombre who claim to be honorable and would never shack up with a admirer 's girl will do it if they think they can get away with it. Anyway I would tell them that he was aplomb with sharing and they did n't give to wait until we were alone to lay on the game. When we were all in the same room again the conversation could bear on 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 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 cock was amazing. Almost coke-can thick, foreskinned that did n't come all the way around his drumhead, Christ Within Amytal veins all the way down the face, and I could n't even get my fingertips to touch together at the Base. And that was voiced, it hung along his second joint almost halfway to his knees at like 9+ inch when hard like a pornstar. Except for the fact that aside from size pornstars have mundane pecker, but this one was gross and inviting, practically scrumptious. Naturally during the gangbang and probably because I 'd been making constant jokes about its size, he maintained a Monopoly on my asshole the majority of the time. The pressure on the back of my vaginal wall left me hovering around sexual climax constantly, the cat who took turn in my pussy made me cum every clip. I had a theory that a miss 's body can occupy 6 bozo at once. The logistics are hard, not enough room to fit that many hoi polloi in around a daughter at once and they did in fact mostly take turns 2 or 3 at once. But with a deep brown table the height is about right wing to make it act upon. Curtis underneath me while on my back, someone standing at the foot of the coffee tree tabular array to fuck my puss, one at the head with his dick in my back talk, one straddling over me and the table titfucking me, and 2 on either incline for me to muff while they waited for a in force parking blot. Only 1 in that hold up example though when individual 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'gumshoe and I probably did n't make him too happy with my sponsor rumination about Curtis 's but he was a good play and it, but anyway of course we eventually broke up.

After that was H. I 'll call off her H and she was the one I was talking about in Saint Mark 's story. We 'd been bff 's since we were little but we 've drifted apart the utmost few years. It probably had something to do with being protagonist and then being together for awhile. I can reasonably observe relationships with ex and persist friends, but the incumbrance is on early people to be able to do the same. It 's a rarefied thing outside of tramp, jealousy comes too easily to some people. I 've never been in a monogamous kinship 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 `` single '' window was open she made her move the same way I tried to convince 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 nestle all the prison term, no sense of personal place. I did n't mind, she was always like that but it was unlike than usual. So after the insinuation and flirting to still 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 have in mind anything and would be well-heeled, she would wear upon a skirt and no panties for wrapped unawkward access code, laying with her legs hanging over the bed, and I could wear a strapon over my dress. 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 change by reversal 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 clip we were done. And I was on top of her with my glossa in her back talk. Que sera ... We were living together for almost a yr, a few months of which were after we broke up. I do n't sleep with why, we were still cool with each former and I could give had a 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.

gouge was interesting. He was a skinny blonde fem looking guy who had some confutable fetishes and a matter for older fair sex. He had in fact dated a 32 twelvemonth 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 polyoicous 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 right away ) and they had previously talked about how she was eager to try sex with another missy. 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 para '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 and nonsense, when I want to do that it 'll be when I 'm changing an actual baby, thank you. One thing we could both harmonise on was pegging. I had strapon experience and he had anal experience so we went together like hot firedog and halo. I was n't expecting him to wear lingerie but it was unexpectedly welcome too. The contribution 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 find end. But I like to work my men happy so I tied his carpus to his headboard, buttfucked, belittled, and spanked him while he was dressed like a slutty girl. We were n't together for long, maybe 6 calendar month when I found out I was meaning ! I planned to act upon out what to do together with him and I was totally open to an abortion, we were n't that sober and it was still former 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 want the dramatic play 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 medical checkup '' and was told I could n't give birth a baby yet. I had some uterine scarring that would n't allow it to get nutrients and air it needed to prepare. It was n't a big hit to me or anything because it was so former and actually fixable whenever I finally found the money for it, which I did n't experience at the time ( I 'm now viable ). So after a snaking I went rest home with a sore cooch, which sounds like the darker half of a porn prank but it 's not funny at all, especially the pain and cramping.

So the PE sub. I 'll address her R, guy like shoutouts for bro-fives but fille and cleaning woman probably wo n't. While I was with snick I actually started hanging out with her and we did Yoga at her business firm. I do n't retrieve the positions but that 's not why I was doing it. I looked keen in those pants and they were fun to rub against person wearing them, which we did. Our first of all experience was erotic but not sexual, doing stretch together and she showed me how to extend to my toes with her lap straddling my ass for `` guidance ''. If we were n't wearing panties it could feature been embarassing wearing those bloomers wet as we were ... I was still living with H while I was with gouge, which caused clash because of our history together, then when I left him she found out I had been getting close to a fair sex that was n't her and how R reacted with my pregnant newsworthiness, it pissed off H even more. She and R actually almost had some drama when R came to babble out about the unit pregnancy thing with me. After we 'd been seeing each former for awhile and my roomie got another gf the lieu got a little crowd, 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 USA but they would n't legally be able-bodied to upload this kind of thing. She was pretty inexperienced for an older charwoman, Me being her first girl and we had similar floor. Her husband was controlling, would watch her when she went out with friends, ect. The only good thing she got from him was his son. She married him before she could legally drink so she missed out on the Edward Young messing around aspect of figuring hooey out and was trying to make up for it with immature guys. After separating with him she burned through a half dozen barely legals and one 16 year old Nick before me, but she was n't worry in a kinship and after having sex with them would leave them soon after, all besides gouge. Anyway I loved her alot and we were together a duad days before I messed that up. She was accomodating for a cleaning woman, she let me have a bf on the position, a individual dad of 2 kids who I actually bury about from time to meter, he 's the guilty reason I 'm getting this stuff down ! She did n't mind sharing either, having me home every night while I carved out whatever special fourth dimension 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 plenty decent prison term but always ordered the same thing. I made her try anal, thrall, spanking, ect. again topping against my nature but she needed to try something different. The family relationship with her son was easy too. Being a teenager he was into gambling, girls, and being a smartass like me so we got along great, and when she was n't home we would hang out together. But we got too prosperous. We would flirt but it was always a joke, I made sure as shooting not to give him the wrong estimate pretty much only because of how 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 home and I 'm needy, but it 's not like I made the first 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 beginning time I did n't say no corresponding I was supposed to, and the second time exceptional occasion which got me thrown out. That starting time time, I sat on the couch across from him and put my pegleg in his lap like I 'd done a hundred times before, and he started tickling my human foot. Not a big deal, so I struggled a little and he stopped for a minute before stroking my branch. He was getting bold and tracing high-pitched and I did n't say anything, when he got to the hem of my drawers leg I put my mortise joint behind his cervix and pulled his head 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 clean out my pussy with his tongue, or maybe smooth my button with it. Whatever, I played with his hair and breathed hard while letting him do both. After that he got more convinced and grievous, things like grabbing my butt while his mom was right there looking the former way, tempting fate. The arcsecond and last 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 practice session driving but he really wanted what he got a couple years before, yeah if you 're doing the math you know I 'm a bad person. I was driving to a `` safe spot '' somewhere we could practice driving without the risk of getting pulled over or hitting anyone, with the added benefit of not getting caught giving him his present. It was just after dark and we were just out of the driveway when he had his hawkshaw out, playing with it in one hand and massaging the back of my neck opening 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 hour later I saw her again. My faulting for not making it very far and picking a bad piazza to stop, the route towards chief street went right by where I parked. He was pushy and bore so I had to pull into a dollar store 's dirt lot down the street with no lighting nearby, I 'm surprised she could even see the car in the nighttime from the road, but she pulled in behind us and almost caught me trying to pass on his balls with my spit 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 nothing else we could have been doing. But she did probably see us panic like insects along with him riding high in the rear end pulling his drawers up when the Light hit us, I thougt she was a cop. I knew it was all my flaw 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 lot of bags in her water closet, Xmas presents that I still do n't know what happened to. That 's just a weird little detail that I would celebrate coming back to that made me cry a long sentence after it was over. Now we 're actually on casual talking terms on a mutual chat web 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 Boche impost.

While I was with her I had been working on a cattle ranch. I 'd worked my way up to manager over a clump of immigrants with varying levels of English, but we had a fun relationship. I rode around in a golf cart all day yelling mock Spanish along with the few words I knew and I would hear things back like `` puta '' with a grin and moving ridge, I think Puta means making love ! No we were all pretty cool and loved giving each other dirt. 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 girlfriend of mine made it easy taking me out situation like parties. 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 senior high school school parties with citizenry 5 or 6 years younger than me, not that I was the only one like I thought I 'd be. One tall bald blackness 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 put, but while I was already in his lap I was n't for sure I was in the mood. `` H2 '' I 'll call my supporter, she was putting him on about how much I actually wanted it and he should take me in the unoccupied bedroom and give me some more. She did n't jazz it at the time but I 'd been with black guy before ( not a alien though, between-noteworthyness dating ), because she was n't talking about the C, which she also totally approves of. That confect he did give me got my heart going and I liked the rush, but he followed her hints and said we could only birth more 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 point of his dick 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 action for the press out cause of deepthroating but if I had n't it would give birth killed that too because my throat felt numb. face note- black hawkshaw are n't any bigger than anyone elses'. Now in erotica everyone 's dick 's big so of course every black guy you see 's going to consume a big dick, but the myth 's in place because of the contemplation of solitary white adult female wondering about the `` taboo '' of BBC who have never had it. Like most agressive guys, especially party guys I 've noticed there was n't alot of kissing and playing around, it was `` turn me around, face lifting dress, scanty off, push down and drunk doggystyle. '' After about only 10 minutes someone knocked on the room access looking for him, from the ebonic accent I knew it was the other lightlessness guy I 'd seen there hitting on fille and failing so I think if he struck out the solid `` knock and walk in '' affair was plan B. It was the best I 'd mat in awhile, so I did n't even say anything or look back when he told him he could come up in. It went on for like another 15 min until both had cum at either end of me and the archetype guy before he left helped me pull up my step-in back on with an unexpected present. A ziplock baggie tucked by my butt. That gave me an idea how I could get back on the horse.

I browsed Craigslist personals for one of `` those '' entranceway. If you 've been desperate and horny you know about them, they say `` carnal massage '' or `` amatuer naked photoshoot '' or something similar. I only had to message one guy back, but did my safety 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 pot of pics and a duet videos of me posing naked with props like his member and we had a fun fourth dimension. I got $ 300 for it which was probably well-nigh 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 paint a picture me to his supporter and they would get something exchangeable, but being `` broke beefburger flipper '' as I like to shout them I got frequent-but-unstrenuous work. I became an escort ! But since I was playing it safe and meeting by referral the networking pond was limited to guys my age who did n't have alot of money, so I gave alot of head since that was cheap and fast. The `` savings over clip '' logic does n't put to 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 sexy. But apparently I could have been charging K if I 'd chosen clients a little better, I 've talked to former lady friend that charge that much and they 're like 300lb chainsmoking grandmas, guys will TRULY have it away anything. Mine were courteous Guy though, about 6 of them in their group and I got invited to company with them, called to hang out and represent plot, we were friend with benefit and $ being exchanged. One client I met at a party was a landscapist at a winery and he referred me to `` Mk2. '' I say that as a joke because he 's my secong St. Mark and the one who 's my married man now. Owning a winery on top of acreage like he does I figured he was rich but I did n't have it away how much, that was n't where his capital came from, it was just where he lays his heading, I wo n't say how a great deal he makes but It 's a brace digits above the high-pitched plausable guess. 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 nighttime was the most fun too, he became my favorite in a hurry being alot like Mk1 with a meaner streak. When I slept there I actually started dog-tired my nights tied up on the trading floor of his closet in between playing servant, being belted while hanging from the punching bag eyebolt in the basement ceiling, led around on a leash and swatted with a report 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 populate with him and be his alone, which I recently learned mortal else is effectively paying nowadays. I would have done it for unloosen for the chance to live with him and have that kind of fun every day. We got married in July live twelvemonth, I loved the ceremony 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 occasional wakeup cock sucking and housekeeping. I 'm more like the dirty live-in maid 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 month, and when I 'm over there my girlfriend usually comes to hang out with us and that 's when I get my gaming clip in. He 's the one who 's taken up giving Gospel According to Mark that $ 5000 a calendar 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 husband 's now my pimp ... I have in fact entertained one of his marriage ceremony guests who was traveling to CA on business concern, he did n't talk 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 edition from my husband telling me to await him and I was to pass on him the VIP handling. 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 Job now since I clean this giant spot and do all the preparation and washing and stuff.

Before I forget, earlier I said I 'd been with 3 1/2 women which I said I 'd excuse. 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 lots or more than than any early female child, and the hombre have no idea. Neither did I until the discipline came up and she whispered it to me nervously. She actually does n't feel well-heeled in the open with masses 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 girls with dicks, I do n't know if she somehow managed to steer the conversation that way but we got a duo joking cheers fron wino guy rope when we went to hang out by ourselves in the garage to `` talk '' more privately. It 's a formulate berth, but she 's not like the common guys or young woman I like. It 's fitting I surmisal since she 's basically neither gender, but definitely feminine. She 's gentle and the like easy sex with alot of holding each other and kissing and gentle rocking. My husband being as ... imperfect tense as he is, girls are allowed and he knows I like to flow out and mess around with H2 but I do n't know how he 'd experience 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 know about my standing in my marriage and while I love him and it was fun at the offset right now I 'm more like the naughty maidservant like I said. He gives me so much exemption though which is totally replication 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 escort 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 diametric to what I was expecting. I 'll probably update this eventually as more interesting hooey happens so I hope it was interesting .