S & M diary

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

I was looking to buck off and nothing was doing it for me. In the by cuckolding, cream-pie feeding, CEI, latex, gangbang, and bukake fetich were always my go to when I needed a release. But they just were n't doing it for me anymore. I had recently stumbled upon sounding which is kind of hot. It 's basically guy 's sliding shabu rods into beautiful tough prick until cum oozes out. As for trying this at home however, well I think it takes a exceptional kind of person. S & M had interested me a lot. I love latex, Ball gags, mask, but not really the idea of being whipped.

So I went on Craigslist and posted a very specific ad looking for a Master in the Casual Encounters discussion section that basically explained all my fetishes above, likes and disapproval and about a week later I got a response from professional. Our emails went back and Forth River and it was arranged that the following Sabbatum we 'd connect.

That Saturday came, I arrived at his place which was a medium sized, 2 base business firm in a suburban neighbourhood. My foremost impression of him was how ordinary he looked. He was really interested in how I had become bored with pornography as he had heard this a lot in the last several month.

He lead me down to the basement which kind of creeped me out. Thankfully he turned the lights on and it became really nerveless, lit with black lights and a crazy entertainment organisation. pornography played on a 60 column inch screen, the prospect was a bunch of guys cumming all over a woman 's puss followed by a sheik getting sloppy seconds and another guy slurping the goo out of her. It was pretty hot. We smoked a joint to lighten the mood and shortly after he asked if I was fix. I said I was and he said I could put my clothes on a chair in the corner which I did. Master left the room and returned wearing a red latex one piece suit. I stood there naked, pixilated, but nowhere near hard like Master. His peter stood hard pointing to the ceiling and it was glorious. In his hand was a Black masquerade. I put it on and discovered this hard piece of plastic by the sassing which forced me to wind my backtalk around it once the mask was on correctly. It tasted salty and the idea that a lot of cum had slid down this lip small-arm crossed my head. communicating on my function was now limited. I could grunt that 's about it. passkey changed the lighting to strobe-lights and the porno intensity got cranked. Sounds of men grunting and cumming and balls slapping filled the room.

original then opened a doorway in the ground exposing a casket thrill with the ground in the base. purpleness padding lined the interior. He asked me to lay in it and I became really hesitant. He assured me everything was ticket, I was rightfulness to be unquiet but to relax and get in the coffin.

I did, laying on my spinal column. Master closed the door but removed an possible action by my head so if anyone came down they 'd see a lowly square hole in the primer and if they looked in the whole they 'd see me wearing my mask unable to talk or move. I could see Master squirting lubricant all over his cock, stroking in the strobe-lighting. We locked eyes and it was brawny. He owned me. My backtalk watered for his cock and it was n't long until he was on his stifle cumming into my mouth. This was the beginning fourth dimension I 'd taken a lot of cum from another man in many old age. The amount of seed he sprayed was tremendous. 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 revealing I through up the cum in my back talk and swallowed it again. It was a fiddling too vivid for me. But my throat was now coated in seamen.

I was a little shocked at the light amount of sentence the event it took for Master to climax. I had not been there forty-five minutes and already master appeared finished. However this changed quickly. Soon more men were kneeling by the gob and spraying cum into my mouth. passe-partout had a lot of fetish partizan friends. All had gripping masks.

One guy in a blue masquerade stuck his rubber-base paint gloved deal into my mouth and scooped his cum from my tongue and sucked it off his fingers then spat a monumental cum wad into my mouth.

More men came. more seed sprayed. I gagged but swallowed everything that came down my tube. The brightness level changed to Black light and cum gleamed vibrant tweed. maestro appeared with a funnel and a small container filled with jizz. I learned later he liked to hive away his cum in the deep-freeze then warm it up for guests. He poured the goo into the funnel and it shot down my throat the wrong way. I gagged, coughing and a wad of cum shot out of my nozzle mouth and splattered all over my face gluing my eye closed. Master could severalise I was in distress and opened the coffin lid letting me out. My hard-on was immense. Cum dripped from my wee-wee prick. Master gave me the container and told me to drink in up. I started to pouring the cocktail in my mouth while original sucked me off. His lip was wet and his tongue worked my rod. I came quickly gushing into his mouthpiece. At this point I realized a dozen men stood in the shadows all stroking their cocks. This was going to be a right summertime .