`` A Pussyboy 'S Account '' Learning To Bow


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'' A Pussyboy 's Story ''

Learning to Submit

by tcs1963

When I was growing up, I was always into little girl. I also loved to stroke my cock and view a lot of straight porn television. This is back when porn was practically harder to add up by and came on Vhs and Beta videotapes.

I remember as a adolescent seeing my number 1 all-guy gay porn clip. It was at the end of another videotape, as some kind of advertising, I guess.

I remember being so turned on, watching those guys together sucking and fucking, that my lilliputian cock almost ripped through my jeans.

But I was also feeling really confused and kind of shamefaced about enjoying it. I did n't have a go at it or even sympathize my reactions, but the seeds of experiment had been sown, and they stuck with me as I grew one-time.

Afterward, when I watched straight heterosexual porn, I realized that what I was fantasizing about, more often than not, was the woman in the scene and what she was experiencing.

The female porn actresses looked so submissive, and beautiful. They also had the most hefty coming. Their experiences seemed far more intense than anything that the male porn actors experienced.

I was fascinated and very curious by how it would feel to be submissive and experience being taken.

This led to me experimenting with male assplay, ( by putting thing in my ass, mainly courgette and the alike ) and imagining that I was being fucked and going through the Lapplander experiences as those ladies.

The same affair with cumming on my face. I would move up my ass against the paries and stroke my putz as it pointed at my face. My own hot cum pouring all over my face when I came.

This led to a number of geezerhood of confusion and soft depressive disorder from not exactly fitting into established sexual roles. Those look lasted well into my late twenties.

I was a fairly ripe looking guy, while in schooltime. Participating in a few team sports, mostly football and baseball game. I guess you could say I was a moderately popular teenage boy with the moderately popular teenage girls.

I know I was definitely attracted to the teenage girls, and about times I had the bulge in my pants to examine it. I had a few girlfriend kinship, even a mates of female child who helped me be sexually combat-ready.

I really enjoyed sex with them, fumbling around in the backseat or orphic confluence behind the bleacher. But I still could n't stir my desire to be more submissive, and I continued in private to play with my ass and cum on my face.

I was generally confused and did n't understand the all bisexuality thing. I made myself very miserable trying to figure out if I was gay or not.

I continued to enjoy dating miss and having heterosexual experiences, and in my early twenty dollar bill, I went a bit cunt crazy. Dating any girl that would put out.

needle to say, I still could n't shake the unhurt gay thing. So I decided to actively seek out a guy on guy intimate experience. Which, once you got past the embarrassment, was pretty sluttish back then.

I eventually lost my ass cherry to a guy that I met at a bar one night when I was around 27-years-old. I remember lying on his support room floor in missional billet, with his average size of it cock pushing in and out of me.

Truth be known, It was OK but all in all, it was a pretty unsatisfactory experience. What I disliked most was that he was full-on gay and wanted more involvement, kissing and cuddling and that really did n't find right to me.

With women, I absolutely wanted to kiss and cuddle, and be intimate in this way. I did n't want any of that with this guy, I just wanted to get fucked, and live out my illusion of what it was like to be more slavish.

That first experience taught me a lot. It taught me that I certainly did n't feel any emotional connection or attractiveness to men.

After that initial experiment for a abbreviated geological period, I tried to hide my impression about being submissive. I had met and was dating a really beautiful miss and we were having great sex, so I did n't cogitate about my kinkier side anymore.

After that relationship ended, it was what happened with my next girlfriend that made many of the pieces of my sexual jigsaw puzzler crepuscle into place. She truly found my true self for us.

Lisa was a very pretty lady, she was a lawyer, who inherited her fathers firm. She was a very intelligent and strong woman, she was also very rife and just had a natural air of authorisation. Like everything was naturally going to work out exactly as she planned in her life.

Everything was different about her to previous girlfriends that I had been out with. She knew what she wanted and not only took it, she demanded it.

To start up with, on our first base date she insisted that she pick me up, this had never happened to me before. I always did the driving. Other affair went exactly like that, I had to get used to her taking charge.

Do n't get me wrong, things started out fairly vanilla but we quickly started to experiment in bed. As I said before, she was very dominant sexually, but she was also very sure-footed and had a Brobdingnagian sexual movement.

As I began to open up to her about my slavish fantasy, and my brief encounter with homo activity. sort of than repel her it served to bring her dominant face more to the forefront of our relationship.

She loved when I would eat her twat, and I remember I got to do that a lot. She would manoeuver my oral sex into place, and literally labor her slit onto my tongue and mouth.

She got into the verbal humiliation slope of things, also. If I was n't licking her exactly the way she wanted, she would push my brain away and slap me across the typeface.

Then she would say something like, `` Eat my twat properly, beef. ''

Then she would pull my head back into her crotch, grasping my hair firmly and holding me in place. It sounds very much defective than it was because no matter what she said, I enjoyed worshipping her pussy.

I remember one evening on the drive home from a dark out. She made me eat her pussy in the backseat of a taxicab. Truly testing my compliance to her authority.

I remember the taxicab driver asked her what was going on back there, and in her distinctive positive behavior Lisa replied, `` My cunt is eating my wet puss. ''

He just busted out laughing and said, `` nooky, that 's totally hot ! ''

Early into our FLR relationship, Lisa started breaking me in with her new strap-on that she purchased specifically for me. She liked to do virtually of the fuck in are sex life, far more than I fucked her.

We tried so much together, sexually and otherwise. I was absolutely in Shangri-la. I cherished her and loved our family relationship. I loved my ever more submissive role too, and I knew from that bit forward that I loved being dominated by women by firm women.

I was absolutely devastated when she moved across the res publica from me, a yoke of years later. Although, we still proceed in touch, through the cyberspace and telephone.

Fast forward twenty-two-years and I have now been married for 20 years to the most incredible and erotic cleaning lady.

For the finally ten year, we have been practicing an FLR life style kinship, including manlike sexual morality, pegging, domestic bailiwick.

Furthermore, for the past 5 yr, my married woman has successfully introduced cuckolding into our family relationship, and together we have had three long term strapper, during that period.

Our most Holocene Irish bull, Michealanis an extremely dominant bisexual Male, and I am forced to regularly wet-nurse his cock, and he will occasionally be intimate me.

Unlike my initiatory male person on male experience in my recently twenty, this time it feels right field to me. There is no emotional attachment to Micheal, he does n't want intimacy with me, no fondling or cuddling.

As my mistress regularly confirms to me, my bi natural process is because I need submission and humiliation. I need to be submissive to her and her crap because it helps me be a better pussyboy. It 's not about the sex act, it is all about the context.

When he cums in her cunt and I eat her creampie or I suck his large cock and he cums in my mouth. Even when he fucks my ass-pussy, it is not because I am gay, its because I am submissive. My Mistress Lisa knows that my mortification is what pushes all of my clitoris.

That 's why I am in love with her. That is why I worship her and endeavor to be the best pussyboy that I can be for her every exclusive day of my life.

The End ...
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