S & M diary

So I 'm not a writer but after a summertime of amazing sex I thought I 'd part it with others. I 'm a male, 35, fit, attractive, bisexual, married and this is all true and begins back in June when I had become bored with porn.

I was looking to jerk off and aught was doing it for me. In the past cuckolding, cream-pie eating, CEI, rubber-base paint, gangbang, and bukake fetishes were always my go to when I needed a sacking. But they just were n't doing it for me anymore. I had recently stumbled upon sounding which is form of hot. It 's basically guy 's sliding methamphetamine hydrochloride rods into beautiful hard cocks until cum oozes out. As for trying this at dwelling however, well I think it takes a special kind of person. S & M had interested me a lot. I love latex, ball gags, masquerade party, but not really the idea of being whipped.

So I went on Craigslist and posted a very particular ad looking for a passe-partout in the Casual Encounters section that basically explained all my fetishes above, likes and dislikes and about a week later I got a reply from original. Our electronic mail went back and forth and it was arranged that the following Saturday we 'd get in touch.

That Sat came, I arrived at his place which was a medium sized, 2 floor house in a suburban neighbourhood. My first impression of him was how ordinary he looked. He was really concern in how I had become bored with porn as he had heard this a lot in the last several calendar month.

He lead me down to the basement which kind of creeped me out. Thankfully he turned the brightness level on and it became really cool off, lit with shameful lights and a crazy entertainment system. Porn played on a 60 inch screen, the scene was a crowd of cat cumming all over a woman 's snatch followed by a dude getting miry seconds and another guy slurping the goo out of her. It was pretty hot. We smoked a articulate to lighten up the mood and shortly after he asked if I was prepare. I said I was and he said I could put my clothes on a electric chair in the niche which I did. victor left the room and returned wearing a red latex one piece cause. I stood there defenseless, rigid, but nowhere near hard like overlord. His stopcock stood surd pointing to the ceiling and it was glorious. In his script was a black masquerade. I put it on and discovered this severe piece of credit card by the backtalk which forced me to enfold my back talk around it once the mask was on correctly. It tasted salty and the melodic theme that a lot of cum had slid down this mouth bit crossed my idea. communicating on my character was now limited. I could grunt that 's about it. sea captain changed the lighting to strobe-lights and the porn volume got cranked. Sounds of men grunting and cumming and clod slapping filled the room.

original then opened a door in the ground exposing a coffin rush with the undercoat in the floor. purpleness padding lined the inside. He asked me to lay in it and I became really hesitant. He assured me everything was fine, I was right to be nervous but to unlax and get in the coffin.

I did, laying on my back. Master closed the threshold but removed an opening by my straits so if anyone came down they 'd see a small lame kettle of fish in the ground and if they looked in the whole they 'd see me wearing my masquerade ineffectual to babble out or motivate. I could see sea captain squirting lube all over his cock, stroking in the strobe-lighting. We locked eyes and it was mightily. He owned me. My lip watered for his cock and it was n't long until he was on his articulatio genus cumming into my mouth. This was the first clip I 'd taken a lot of cum from another man in many years. The measure of seed he sprayed was grotesque. The saltines and thickness was vivid and I gagged as it went down. I could hear a woman climaxing on the video but it was faint in the coffin and with the mask on it was distorted. full moon disclosure I through up the cum in my lip and swallowed it again. It was a little too vivid for me. But my throat was now coated in seamen.

I was a little aghast at the short sum of time the consequence it took for master to culminate. I had not been there forty-five minutes and already maestro appeared finished. However this changed quickly. Soon more men were kneeling by the muddle and spraying cum into my sassing. Master had a lot of juju fancier acquaintance. All had transfix masks.

One guy in a blue masque stuck his latex gloved hand into my mouthpiece and scooped his cum from my tongue and sucked it off his finger's breadth then spat a massive cum wad into my mouth.

More men came. More source sprayed. I gagged but swallowed everything that came down my electron tube. The light changed to Shirley Temple light source and cum gleamed vibrant white. Master appeared with a funnel and a small container filled with jizz. I learned later he liked to stash away his cum in the Deepfreeze then warm it up for guests. He poured the goo into the funnel and it shot down my throat the haywire way. I gagged, coughing and a wad of cum shot out of my wind backtalk and splattered all over my face gluing my eye closed. overlord could tell I was in hurt and opened the casket lid letting me out. My hard-on was immense. Cum dripped from my water puss. maestro gave me the container and told me to drink up. I started to pouring the cocktail in my mouth while master sucked me off. His mouth was wet and his tongue worked my rod. I came quickly gushing into his sass. At this point I realized a twelve men stood in the darkness all stroking their pecker. This was going to be a good summertime .