While there 's probably something dirty for everyone here, this is n't a porno news report so much trying to keep track of what I 've been up to so far. Like watching a display 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, form of a cliffnotes thing without bulletpoints. It does n't act 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 metre was story worthy and it 's pretty sponsor when you 're in a relationship. It 's more about the authoritative 1 where I discovered something new or interesting. I thought about putting it under the `` journal '' category but I think that would be misconstrued as `` good diary, enter porno. ``

My outset boyfriend was a guy named bell ringer, coincidentally my flow married man 's name. He was controlling and scurrilous in the blue way, so I accepted it. He did n't like me having guy Friend, did n't need me going out without him, easy to piss off, like what girls warn their girlfriend about, but I was a sexually ignorant Virgo in the `` slashie fangirl '' sock-in-your-mouth, crying-as-I-tie-you-down-with-more-duct-tape sort of way at the time. Because I guess I was the 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 talk lady friend into trying things like anal or even giving heading for the tire scented little girl, and it 's usually a atruggle but he did n't vex 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 life with me. This sharing 'll get a recurring subject. So scratch was my friend 's swain before mine, she met him at a company we went to and I got to fuck 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 mind or care, she had become kind of timid since they broke up and it was sort of an embarassed suggestion at full. There was a practiced 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 bang at the time ( and she did n't tell me which is form of a dick motility ), He was the same way with her. But she was n't like me. Her first time was in battlefront of his supporter crying as she was raped and humiliated, a small party or bbq with his friends or something where everyone was drunk. Remember the controlling section, she had no champion there because he did n't want them around. If there were more part saying `` hey what the fuck ? ! ? stop ! '' it might not have happened, but they did n't listen that. I assume to them it was like a rape-porno, something everybody vigil but does n't admit to their friends. In that surroundings though they were all thinking the same affair ; Everyone 's cool with it and I 'm not doing it so I 'm ok with it. He did n't allow for a forcible mark where I could see it, otherwise the timing of that and the breakup would have been leery to me and I would n't have become his next female child. 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 humiliation came in. She only told me after he and I broke up, which while I understand it being intemperate to peach about was kind of messed up because it might have happened to me. Given the luck she has n't been with a guy since as far as I know. I have n't talked to her in a couple on eld but for a few years after that she was strictly girls, including my offset. More about that later.

Kenny came second. He was one of Saint Mark 's nicer friends that I was shared with like I was talking about. After the net brakeup he was all over my telephone set being `` a in force champion. '' Basically he knew I was available, what kind of matter I was into and had to beat mortal else to me. He was alot less comfortable with just doing what he wanted to me with no apology. But that was the solitary 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 veritable sex. But I wanted to be slapped and choked, tied up and belted like I was used to. He was my kickoff attentive bf, the kind of pattern nice guy who gives girls what they want. We said our `` get it on you '' s, went out post and everything normal couples do together. There were things I could n't get him to do. One of them was pegging, the other was n't chemical group sex, after all that would be hypocritical since we 'd already done that together. I actually convinced him to let me choose from a chemical group of his acquaintance for a gangbang. We 'd hang out with them one at a prison term, someone hanging out with his friend and the friend 's gf basically, casually loosen them up with innuendo while playing biz or what have you while I was laying on the blatant flirting. When I had private minute with them most would play more directly with me, thinking I wanted something on the incline and Kenny was totally unmindful. Even guy cable who claim to be estimable and would never domicile up with a acquaintance '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 bear to wait until we were alone to lay on the plot. When we were all in the same room again the conversation could uphold more fluidly. I had 6 recruit 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 dick was amazing. Almost coke-can thick, foreskinned that did n't come all the way around his head, light up blue veins all the way down the sides, and I could n't even get my fingertips to touch together at the base. And that was mild, it hung along his thighs almost halfway to his knees at like 9+ inches when hard like a pornstar. Except for the fact that aside from size pornstars have unremarkable dicks, but this one was double-dyed and inviting, practically yummy. Naturally during the gangbang and probably because I 'd been making unremitting 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 orgasm constantly, the Guy who took turns in my twat made me cum every meter. I had a theory that a young lady 's body can take 6 guys at once. The logistics are hard, not enough elbow room to fit that many people in around a young lady at once and they did in fact mostly take turns 2 or 3 at once. But with a coffee tree tabular array the pinnacle is about ripe to clear it turn. Curtis underneath me while on my book binding, person standing at the metrical foot of the java tabular array to make love my twat, one at the head with his hawkshaw in my back talk, one straddling over me and the mesa titfucking me, and 2 on either English for me to muck up while they waited for a better parking spot. Only 1 in that death instance though when someone did n't show. Kenny and I were together for awhile after that too. But he personally never shared me with them again. Not that it caused any job 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 shop musings about Curtis 's but he was a good sport and it, but anyway of grade 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 storey. We 'd been bff 's since we were lilliputian but we 've drifted apart the last few years. It probably had something to do with being acquaintance and then being together for awhile. I can reasonably assert relationships with exes and stay champion, but the onus is on other people to be able-bodied to do the Lapp. It 's a rare thing outside of swingers, green-eyed monster comes too easily to some the great unwashed. 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 `` single '' windowpane was open she made her move the same way I tried to convert guys to offer for my gangbang. We 'd always been flirty the way admirer are, but after him I noticed she started acting differently. She 'd stare too long or she would require to cuddle all the sentence, no sentiency of personal space. I did n't heed, she was always like that but it was dissimilar than common. So after the innuendo and flirting to relieve 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 well-fixed, she would wear a bird and no step-in for raiment unawkward entree, laying with her legs hanging over the bed, and I could endure a strapon over my clothes. Then just came rocking together like whenever girls are dancing or giving a mock lap-dance. Basically entirely unoffensive if I was n't into it, not asking much. It did n't turn out that way. I got excited as she was and I did start 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 sass. Que serum ... 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 have had a relationship with a girl, we were pulling it off, I was just more into guy wire 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 tightly fitting blonde fem looking guy who had some refutable hoodoo and a thing for erstwhile women. He had in fact dated a 32 twelvemonth old sub PE teacher at his HS before we got together and would n't you fuck 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 right away ) and they had previously talked about how she was eager to try sex with another girl. Naturally the grounds 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 paratrooper 's his so I 'll say he was like my opposite. We had unlike fetishes but we were both freaks. Some affair even I wo n't do like diaper/shit stuff, when I want to do that it 'll be when I 'm changing an factual sister, thank you. One thing we could both agree on was pegging. I had strapon experience and he had anal retentive experience so we went together like hot dogs and anchor ring. I was n't expecting him to wear intimate apparel but it was unexpectedly receive too. The voice 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 receiving end. But I like to score my men felicitous so I tied his wrist joint 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 work out what to do together with him and I was totally open to an miscarriage, we were n't that serious and it was still other in every sensory faculty. 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 former burgeoning yoga acquaintance did n't desire the drama at the fourth dimension. I had n't decided what to do with the pregnancy but it was decided for me when I went for a `` dame checkup '' and was told I could n't consume a child yet. I had some uterine scarring that would n't appropriate it to get nutrients and air it needed to develop. 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 stimulate at the time ( I 'm now viable ). So after a snaking I went home with a sore cooch, which sounds like the darker half of a porno joke but it 's not funny at all, especially the pain in the ass and cramping.

So the PE sub. I 'll call her R, guy rope like shoutouts for bro-fives but daughter and char probably wo n't. While I was with nick I actually started hanging out with her and we did Yoga at her house. I do n't call back the emplacement but that 's not why I was doing it. I looked enceinte in those drawers and they were fun to rub against someone wearing them, which we did. Our 1st experience was erotic but not sexual, doing stretches together and she showed me how to come to my toes with her lap straddling my ass for `` counseling ''. If we were n't wearing panties it could have been embarassing wearing those pants wet as we were ... I was still living with H while I was with Nick, which caused friction because of our history together, then when I left him she found out I had been getting close to a cleaning lady 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 dramatic play when R came to talk about the whole maternity thing with me. After we 'd been seeing each other for awhile and my roommate got another gf the shoes got a picayune crowded, so I moved in with R and her son Dillan. hassle. Not mightily away, and the `` mom 's gf '' sounds like a fib from Naughty America but they would n't legally be able to upload this variety of thing. She was pretty inexperienced for an older woman, Me being her firstly missy and we had alike stories. Her husband was controlling, would observe her when she went out with acquaintance, ect. The only safe affair she got from him was his son. She married him before she could legally drink so she missed out on the youthful messing around facet of figuring stuff out and was trying to make up for it with vernal bozo. After separating with him she burned through a half 12 barely legals and one 16 twelvemonth old Nick before me, but she was n't interested in a kinship and after having sex with them would pass on them soon after, all besides Nick. Anyway I loved her alot and we were together a yoke year before I messed that up. She was accomodating for a fair sex, she let me have a bf on the side, a single dad of 2 nestling who I actually forget about from sentence to fourth dimension, he 's the guilty reason I 'm getting this clobber down ! She did n't bear in mind sharing either, having me home every night while I carved out whatever extra 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 plenitude enough times but always ordered the Lapp thing. I made her try anal retentive, thrall, spanking, ect. again topping against my nature but she needed to try something different. The relationship with her son was easy too. Being a teenager he was into gaming, girls, and being a smartass like me so we got along gravid, and when she was n't home plate we would advert out together. But we got too easy. We would flirt but it was always a jape, I made sure not to grant him the wrong idea pretty much only because of how much trouble I could have found myself in, so I kept distancing myself when it started heating up. But he was the only testosterone in the theater 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 first meter I did n't say no like I was supposed to, and the second gear sentence special social occasion which got me thrown out. That first time, I sat on the put across from him and put my legs in his lap like I 'd done a one hundred fourth dimension before, and he started tickling my feet. Not a big deal, so I struggled a lilliputian and he stopped for a minute before stroking my ramification. He was getting boldface and tracing higher and I did n't say anything, when he got to the hem of my shorts leg I put my mortise joint behind his neck and pulled his oral sex 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 twat with his tongue, 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, things like grabbing my tush while his mom was right there looking the other way, tempting fate. The arcsecond and live on 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 accuracy I told his mom. We were going out drill 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 soul. I was driving to a `` safe berth '' somewhere we could practice driving without the risk of getting pulled over or hitting anyone, with the tot 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 paw and massaging the back of my cervix 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 hour later I saw her again. My fault for not making it very far and picking a bad place to lay off, the route towards main street went right by where I parked. He was pushy and eagre so I had to tear into a dollar mark computer memory 's grease lot down the street with no lights nearby, I 'm surprised she could even see the car in the wickedness from the road, but she pulled in behind us and almost caught me trying to touch 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 darkness so soon after leaving there was nothing else we could give birth been doing. But she did probably see us scare like insects along with him riding high in the seat pulling his trouser up when the light hit us, I thougt she was a cop. I knew it was all my break but I was still bitter, I got thrown out that night and went to remain with my mom. That was late in the month a span Novembers ago, I had a crowd of old bag in her press, Xmas presents that I still do n't acknowledge what happened to. That 's just a weird slight contingent that I would keep coming back to that made me cry a farsighted time after it was over. Now we 're actually on cursory talking footing on a common chat land site we visit and we send each other 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 Hun Springer.

While I was with her I had been working on a ranch. I 'd worked my way up to director over a bunch of immigrants with varying floor 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 words I knew and I would hear matter back like `` puta '' with a grinning and wave, I think Puta means love ! No we were all jolly cool and loved giving each other horseshit. Literally, I was the director so I decided who deloused horse 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 games and moping, a girl of mine made it well-situated taking me out places like parties. She 's young, in fact she was Dillan 's on/off girl around his age and I knew her through the family. I started going to High school parties with hoi polloi 5 or 6 years younger than me, not that I was the merely one like I thought I 'd be. One tall bald grim 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 humour and get him position, but while I was already in his lap I was n't sure I was in the temper. `` H2 '' I 'll holler my friend, 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 guys before ( not a stranger though, between-noteworthyness geological dating ), because she was n't talking about the coke, which she also totally approves of. That candy he did grant me got my mettle going and I liked the rush, but he followed her mite 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 `` nooky it. '' When we were alone he rubbed some behind the headland of his prick with his thumb and I licked it off, and I discovered I did n't like it on my natural language much. Not like I have n't trained my gag physiological reaction for the extract reason of deepthroating but if I had n't it would have killed that too because my throat felt benumb. Side note- black dicks are n't any with child than anyone elses'. Now in pornography everyone 's peter 's big so of course every ignominious guy you see 's going to have a big peter, but the myth 's in lieu because of the musings of lonely Edward D. White women wondering about the `` taboo '' of BBC who have never had it. Like near agressive hombre, especially party guys I 've noticed there was n't alot of kissing and playing around, it was `` flex me around, lift garb, panties off, drive down and drunk doggystyle. '' After about only 10 min someone knocked on the door looking for him, from the ebonic idiom I knew it was the other black guy I 'd seen there hitting on little girl and failing so I think if he struck out the totally `` knock and walk in '' matter was plan B. It was the outflank I 'd sense in awhile, so I did n't even say anything or expect back when he told him he could make out in. It went on for like another 15 minutes 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 stern. 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 `` carnal massage '' or `` amatuer raw photoshoot '' or something exchangeable. I only had to message one guy back, but did my rubber 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 mint of pics and a duo television of me posing naked with props like his penis and we had a fun clock time. I got $ 300 for it which was probably to the highest degree of a paycheck since he works at at a pizza place rhyming with riddle Cheesers which I say so I do n't get sued or something. From then on I went by referral, he would suggest me to his Quaker and they would get something similar, but being `` broke burger flippers '' as I like to anticipate them I got frequent-but-unstrenuous work. I became an date ! But since I was playing it condom 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 sentence '' system of logic does n't work with crying 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 batch, so I think I 'm fairly sexy. But apparently I could have been charging K if I 'd chosen client a footling better, I 've talked to former young lady that charge that much and they 're like 300lb chainsmoking grandmas, Guy will TRULY know anything. Mine were prissy guy rope though, about 6 of them in their group and I got invited to parties with them, called to hang out and diddle plot, we were friends with welfare and $ being exchanged. One node I met at a party was a landscape architect at a winery and he referred me to `` Mk2. '' I say that as a joke because he 's my secong Mark and the one who 's my married man now. Owning a winery on top of land area like he does I figured he was rich but I did n't know how much, that was n't where his chapiter came from, it was just where he lays his head, I wo n't say how much he makes but It 's a dyad digits above the highest plausable guess. At one point I was spending 2 days a workweek with him and getting double up whole-package value of $ 400 a day. What we did those nights 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 fagged my Night tied up on the flooring of his closet 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 report like a dog and more. He eventually got green-eyed and wanted me all to himself, giving me a Miata and a $ 5000 a calendar month allowance to amount live with him and be his alone, which I recently learned someone else is effectively paying present. I would hold done it for liberate for the fortune to live with him and have that kind of fun every day. We got married in July shoemaker's last year, I loved the observance and thought he did, it was a voyeuristic radical sex matter but since then he has n't touched me like that, only wanting the occasional wakeup blowjob and housekeeping. I 'm more like the dirty live-in maid present, but I 've gotten something else from him as a consolation present- a young man who is again a ally 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 play meter in. He 's the one who 's taken up giving marking that $ 5000 a month I get as an allowance. As far as I know that was n't always the caseful, but I wonder if I 'm still in the date biz and my husband 's now my fancy man ... I have in fact entertained one of his wedding client who was traveling to CA on business, 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 textual matter from my hubby telling me to look him and I was to give him the VIP treatment. I 've learned to fix since I moved in here, there were actually faculty on another house on the dimension for that kind of matter before he met me but it 's evacuate now. I wonder if I 'm basically getting their $ to do their line of work now since I clean this goliath plaza and do all the cooking and laundry and stuff.

Before I forget, earlier I said I 'd been with 3 1/2 cleaning lady which I said I 'd explain. I met a tgirl at a company and have been spending time with her lately. She 's so womanly and beautiful that she was getting hit on there as much or More than any early girl, and the guy wire have no idea. Neither did I until the subject came up and she whispered it to me nervously. She actually does n't feel comfortable in the open with people knowing who she really is and wants to quell 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 channelise the conversation that way but we got a mates joking cheer fron wino guys when we went to hang out by ourselves in the service department to `` blab '' more privately. It 's a produce state of affairs, but she 's not like the common cat or young lady I like. It 's fitting I guess since she 's basically neither gender, but definitely feminine. She 's gentle and the like slow sex with alot of holding each former and kissing and gentle rocking. My husband being as ... progressive as he is, girls are allowed and he knows I like to hang out and mess up around with H2 but I do n't live how he 'd experience about `` T '' if he knew she had a hawkshaw. 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 acknowledge 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 a lot exemption though which is totally comeback to what I was expecting ( I graduated from the W.C. to a Cage in the basement 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 opposite to what I was expecting. I 'll probably update this eventually as more concern stuff happens so I hope it was interesting .