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Age: 28
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Just Overwhelmed With Too Much Attention From My Husband

If anything I'm a prude, not into anything sexual. I've never needed it, I don't like being exposed even by a nurse or doctor, I don't care for erotic movies or books. I don't like porn.

In September 2018 I went to Lad Vegas with some friends for a goodbye trip to a girlfriend getting married. The group decided to go to male strip show, and followed by a female strip show. I went, kept quiet, didn't care. After the strip shows back at the hotel the group went into the bar to drink. I went and sat in the lobby.

A man, a tourist saw me and came over and started talking. He agreed that girls have no business at strip shows or getting drunk in a bar. We went to the restaurant for a cup of coffee and shared apple pie. He escorted me to my room, once there he wanted to come in, and after breaking my will he took my virginity. I was upset and concerned of a pregnancy, he made a statement about it being Las Vegas and we should role the dice. I was very upset so he said if I was that upset he would just take me to a marriage chapel and marry me. At 3:30 am I got married.

One baby, a husband, moved to New Mexico, delayed graduation, COVID, is there any other reason to be depressed? My husband wants sex, I never want it. I do it, he's entitled to his wife, but do men really need their wife three or four times a week and sulk just because you're on your period? Is this normal? I would never give back my baby, she's the purpose of my life. But the man thing? If he could just keep his hands to himself.

A Man Has To Learn What He Is, And I Learned On The Rowing Team

I was on the rowing team in high school. Our coach was a man who took interest in the boys and showed a lot of caring and under his coaching we had several wins we may not have otherwise had. He was also gay and many young men learned they liked it from him. Including me.

Frankly up to that day I didn't know I liked it. There was lots of talk amongst us about gays and gay sex. In the changing room it wasn't unheard of to show off your dick, especially if it was hard. Aknd sometimes you were dared to grab a hard dick and put it in your mouth. This was kid stuff, kidding around, no one was really gay. I never thought about it but I had never had my dick get hard and put it in a guys mouth, but I had grabbed many hard dicks and put them in my mouth.

It was after one of these incidents that the coach took an interest in me. We had a member of the team who was an all American in football player, handsome and he flaunted his dick and walked around bare assed naked in the dressing room. Who would ever have guessed that he took the bottom position when the coach wanted to fuck him? It happened that on that day I had grabbed his dick and kissed it and the coach was there. He told me it was the most beautiful cock kiss he had seen to date. But then again Mr. All American did have a nice sized dick, very masculine although he was as sissy as it gets. But who knew? Only the coach knew.

He asked me if I liked holding a dick in my hand, in his experience lots of young men liked that so don't be shy. Now about kissing it? Had I ever put a dick in my mouth for real, kiss it, suck it, run my tongue around the 'glans', felt a dick charge up and let it's sweetness run down my throat? Had I? How about having a dick run up and down the crack of my ass? Poke my hole? Slip right it and empty it's contents deep in my rectum? Did I like that? Had I tried it yet?

These were important questions to which I answered no. Well maybe it was time for me to try, how about it? And he whipped out his dick, or cock really, a big harry machine. It looked mean, whipped out like that and he told me to grab it and stroke it and put it in my mouth. His eyes commanded and I took his cock in my hand and it was so big and it looked mean and I closed my eyes and put my lips around the 'glans' and licked it and kissed it and sucked it and he said 'good boy'.

He gave me this jar with a thick cream in it and he told me to get my pants down and rub the cream in my ass, stick my finger in, make sure I was ready and bend over his desk. I looked down and my dick was hanging there, and his cock pushed up against my ass and he asked me if I was ready and he shoved in and in and in. Until I felt his balls against my ass and he shoved and shoved and shoved and I breathed harder and harder. You can't really explain it, it was so good. He released himself inside of me and pulled out and wiped his cock on a towel and gave me the towel to wipe my ass. 'Good boy', he said.

Now I was ready to suck cock, and we had certain teammates who needed their cocks sucked and I was a cock sucker and it was my job to suck their cocks. And when my coach told me that to suck Mr. All American I did with a pleasure, I had learned how to suck cock, and I made sure that Mr. All American did not have a load to carry when he rowed in competition. He paired us up and we took the position, as they said, bent over all lubed up and the guys that did the fucking walked up behind us and we took their cock. That was our job. To suck cock, and bend over.

Some want to wear panties, some want to play ball. There are gay men everywhere, but you have to learn early if you are the cock sucker type or you're the fucker type. Fortunately for me I was the cock sucker type, and thanks to my coach I learned that early. And I don't forget him, he showed me, and Mr. All American and a whole lot of other boys.

Been So Long, But Remembered Well

From age 14 to 17 I was the "go to" fuck for what started as one older boy, then soon it became 6 of them. They all fucked me every week at least once, many would come by two or three times a week to get off. Sometimes it was just BJs but mostly it would be a suck and fuck. My mom worked second shift so she was gone before I got home from school until about midnight. At first, I didn't necessarily want them knowing they weren't the only ones I was having sex with, but eventually 4 of them were talking about things, and for some reason confided in each other that they had sex with me when they couldn't get a girl to go with. Frankly; I don't think anyone of them had fucked a girl yet. Anyway, I started letting more than one of them come over at a time and it went to full on fucking from 4 guys taking turns.

I really liked getting fucked, I didn't mind sucking, I swallowed only because thats what they wanted and it kept it from getting all over when they'd shoot off. So I didn't mind when usually on a Saturday or Friday anywhere from 2 to now 6 drunk guys would show up and want to get off. I was a bit of a cum dump for them.

Almost 18, there were still 3 of the older guys using me and I got a girlfriend and started having sex with her. It was incredible, I'd only jacked off, and got sucked a few times, otherwise it was me with sort of a dry orgasm from getting cocks up my ass. I loved fucking, I very gently introduced her to anal sex, remember my intro was anything but gentle. After a few more girls in college I did find the girl I married, one who admitted she had lesbian relations in her past. I did not admit my gay encounters. In our sex life she would bring out her strapons that she used on her lesbians, and she would fuck me with them sometimes for an hour or more, and I had those dry orgasms again.

After a while, she suggested threesomes with gay and lesbian partners. Neither she nor I would go with the opposite sex, just watch, lick, suck, and be there. So about 10 years ago I started getting real cocks again and it's been great ever since. She is under the impression though that she watched when I got my first cock fuck, and I sucked the first time.

some things are best left alone.

I Have A Problem

No matter how I try, think, rationalize I feel small, helpless, inferior to men. I call every man I know or interact with "Sir". I'm scared of having sex, of getting pregnant, of getting married. I went to college and have a degree. Around women I feel equal, I stand up for myself, but let a man in the room and if he told me lick the floor I would. Maybe not but you get the idea.

I moved to a department which is male dominated. I do support work so I don't really interact with them. But there is this one man, he's like a father figure and he's adopted me. He is protective and the guys keep their distance. He's the only man I let hug me. I have a sister who accuses me of finally meeting a man. I don't agree, but he is the only man that doesn't scare me.

She Cheated

My first wife cheated with her high school boyfriend. We became a couple during college, graduated, and got married. We lived in her hometown. We had two children and seemed to me a good family lifestyle. The sex life was good. In our mid thirties I know now many of the obvious cheating signs occurred. She lost weight down to her college figure, unexplained time away, sexy clothes and under garments. Tubes were tide so no risk for pregnancy. Washing her clothes and taking a showers quick on some days. Washing our bed sheets sometimes the next day. Our sex life was good so I never suspected anything. My first flag was at a family gathering my wife explained in detail many things about what has been happening in her old boyfriends life. She was very learned about recent events. I questioned her about this on the trip home and she picked at me being jealous. I started paying more attention to her habits. Wednesday and Thursday she washed the sheets the next week. The next Wednesday I took a day off work, hide and waited. Sure enough on lunch break they arrived. I listened from another room and at the right time went to our bedroom. She was on top pumping while kissing him. They stopped, he left, and she asked to discuss this when she got home after work. She confessed everything. She said they would stop and I was better at sex anyway. I decided to give it some time . We were trying to get back to normal. Then I noticed the after work flings cranked back up. Discussion this time she said she still loved him and would move out to her parents house. She said he would divorce his wife and they would get married. He broke off the affair. She wanted to come back but I wanted to divorce. I raised the kids and remarried a lady whose husband had left her for a younger girl. I had a big family now and life has been good. My ex finally remarried but it has been a fake marriage with a poor quality husband. When we are both at grandkid events she wants to talk and is so nice to me and my wife. I only laugh on the inside seeing what she has done with her life.

Does Any Other Girl Feel This Way?

I love when my husband fucks me in doggy and he is like almost completely over top of me. He wraps his arms around my stomach and he pushes his way into me and i’m there underneath on all fours and it feels so hot being nudged forward and feeling the pressure in your abdomen as he enters me deeply and hearing his panting behind you and feeling all his sweaty body against you as he makes his love to you. Idk it just feels so hot. I love being a submissive female being fucked by my man and feeling under his control as he “makes babies” with me even though I have a IUD haha

My New Lust

I have been with my loving girlfriend for a couple years now and with her I have found that I love having her shove a 6 inch dildo into my asshole. It's gotten to the point now though that I crave it with or without her. I love getting home from work before her and riding my dildo till I cum. It's gotten to the point where I want to be used by many women and let them have their way with my asshole. I cant stop lusting at the thought of a bunch of women taking turns railing me whether it's in public or private. But I've slowly started having thoughts about what itd be like to be actually dicked down by a guy or couple of guys. A couple taking turns making me gag on their cocks while a couple take turns pounding my ass. I'm getting hard just by typing this out and I dont know if that's normal thoughts or what but I've never had a actual sexual attraction to male body types.

Breeding Kink

I love when i’m laying on my stomach and one hand pressed into my stomach and he’s on top of me fucking me and I can feel him stretching my insides and when he grabs me by the neck and arches me back and tells me in my ear he’s gonna put a baby in me and I can hear him moaning and grunting in my ear and the moment he cums I feel his warmth spewing inside me and his pulsating throbs as he gives me his swimmers gets me so aroused all tge time
Just thinking about it makes my little bean throb

My Daughter Exhibits Herself

My daughter turned 18. She is intelligent, very attractive and has hopes of college. She is unfortunately too well endowed, she has porn style breasts. Thanks to genetics. As a young girl my breasts were my biggest problems, not only the name calling, but the stares and obvious over sexual attention. The difference with my daughter is that she sports them, wears revealing and inappropriate tops. I'm not asking that she hide her attribute. But now that she's 18 she wants a job at a gentlemen's club. The money is a lot, the company is not.

I am not supposed to know but she exhibits herself on the internet, and gets points from her friends when she flashes herself. The mothers of boys in school have complained to me that she lifts her top and pops out for the boys. As an adult I can't stop her from working as a topless dancer. She is actively being recruited, by a woman actually. This woman is the talent scout for the club.

I was a self conscious big breasted girl, she is an exhibitionist big breasted girl.

Lazy Summer Days

Going swimming in the river was one of those summer activities growing up. We were kids and the river was our escape place. We swam nude, three boys having fun. Sometimes our peckers got hard, poking straight out. scoping out each others peckers added an excruciating boost. Who first suggested it is lost to history, or that no one wants to take credit for it, but it was not me. Sucking hard on erect pecker was just about the best thing up to that time. Not long after we went round robin one of us had his first wet orgasm. And one of us had a mouthful to contend with. Soon every pecker was going off, and with mouths full it wasn't unheard of some of it slipped down a throat.

All that summer we swam, played tag, caught the sun on a rock, and as peckers got hard they were swallowed up and drained dry.