S & M journal

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 person, married and this is all true and begins back in June when I had become bored with porn.

I was looking to yank off and nothing was doing it for me. In the past cuckolding, cream-pie feeding, CEI, latex paint, gangbang, and bukake fetich were always my go to when I needed a spillage. But they just were n't doing it for me anymore. I had recently stumbled upon sounding which is sort of hot. It 's basically guy 's sliding glass rod cell into beautiful hard pecker until cum oozes out. As for trying this at home plate however, well I think it takes a special kind of person. S & M had interested me a lot. I love latex, ball gags, masks, 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 section that basically explained all my fetishes above, likes and dislikes and about a calendar week later I got a response from passkey. Our email went back and Forth and it was arranged that the following Saturday we 'd connect.

That Saturday came, I arrived at his place which was a medium sized, 2 floor house in a suburban neighbourhood. My firstly impression of him was how ordinary he looked. He was really occupy 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 sort of creeped me out. Thankfully he turned the lights on and it became really cool, lit with inkiness visible radiation and a crazy entertainment system. pornography played on a 60 inch screen, the prospect was a clustering of bozo cumming all over a woman 's slit followed by a dude getting boggy sec and another guy slurping the goo out of her. It was pretty hot. We smoked a joint to lighten the mode and shortly after he asked if I was prepare. I said I was and he said I could put my apparel on a chair in the corner which I did. original left the way and returned wearing a red latex one piece courting. I stood there naked, stiff, but nowhere near hard like Master. His hammer stood heavy pointing to the cap and it was glorious. In his hand was a black mask. I put it on and discovered this hard while of credit card by the mouth which forced me to enclose my mouth around it once the mask was on correctly. It tasted salty and the approximation that a lot of cum had slid down this mouth piece of music crossed my creative thinker. Communication on my part was now limited. I could grunt that 's about it. passe-partout changed the lighting to strobe-lights and the pornography intensity got crank. Sounds of men grunting and cumming and balls slapping filled the way.

Master then opened a doorway in the ground exposing a coffin flush with the priming in the floor. purpleness cushioning 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 flighty but to loosen up and get in the coffin.

I did, laying on my back. Master closed the door but removed an curtain raising by my capitulum so if anyone came down they 'd see a small square hole in the solid ground and if they looked in the unit they 'd see me wearing my masquerade party 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 hefty. He owned me. My mouth watered for his shaft and it was n't long until he was on his knee cumming into my mouth. This was the first clip I 'd taken a lot of cum from another man in many eld. The amount of seed he sprayed was marvelous. The saltines and thickness was intense and I gagged as it went down. I could listen a woman climaxing on the TV but it was faint in the casket and with the masquerade on it was distorted. full-of-the-moon disclosure I through up the cum in my mouthpiece and swallowed it again. It was a little too intense for me. But my throat was now coated in seamen.

I was a little appall at the short total of prison term the event it took for sea captain to climax. I had not been there 45 minutes and already Master appeared finished. However this changed quickly. Soon more men were kneeling by the fix and spraying cum into my mouth. Master had a lot of fetich enthusiast friend. All had fascinating masks.

One guy in a blue mask stuck his latex gloved hand into my oral cavity and scooped his cum from my tongue and sucked it off his fingerbreadth then spat a massive cum wad into my mouth.

More men came. More source sprayed. I gagged but swallowed everything that came down my tube. The spark changed to inkiness light and cum gleamed vibrant Patrick White. lord appeared with a funnel shape and a minuscule container filled with jizz. I learned later he liked to store his cum in the freezer then warm it up for guests. He poured the goo into the funnel and it shot down my throat the wrongly way. I gagged, coughing and a wad of cum shot out of my nuzzle mouth and splattered all over my face gluing my eye closed. Master could tell I was in distraint and opened the coffin lid letting me out. My hard-on was huge. Cum dripped from my relieve oneself slit. Master gave me the container and told me to drink up. I started to pouring the cocktail in my mouth while skipper sucked me off. His back talk was wet and his tongue worked my rod. I came quickly gushing into his rima oris. At this stop I realized a dozen men stood in the phantasm all stroking their cocks. This was going to be a goodness summertime .