The story behind some of my fetishes

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The story behind some of my fetishesWell, I don’t really write unless I have to; however, a lot of people question the videos in my favorites and thought some of you would like to know how I allegedly “inhabited” some of my fetishes. I was in a relationship for a little over two years. My ex boyfriend was a white 5’11”, brunette with hazel eyes very sweet to me (until the relationship ended of course) yet very possessive.This man influenced so many fetishes of mine; I’m not sure if I consider it a curse or a blessing. As high school as this story sounds, my best friend at the time cheated on her boyfriend with him and I was kind of the one who let him know that he should never allow himself to be mistreated.After a few months, he fell in love with me. I kept him in the “friend zone” of course because–ya know–he lost his virginity to my best friend; however, he persuaded me that he really wanted me and I saw how kind his heart was, so I gave it a chance.The following are how my fetishes came about: #1. M*mmy backstory:Ant lost his mother to an overdose months before we started dating. He didn’t have a great relationship with his family and I was really the only one who was there for him. I was the one who filled the void from the loss of his mother. In a way, I mothered him. The first time we had sex, he came esenyurt escort in 20 seconds (no exaggeration) and not only did I teach him things in the bedroom, but I just helped him see what was right from wrong. He was also very possessive over me.One day I was sleeping and he woke me up by sucking on my fairly large nipples, with his head lying on my arm. He didn’t say anything but looked up at me and started to nibble. I didn’t think anything of it because I love nipple play, but there was something very unique in the way he conducted himself compared to the other people I’ve been with. A couple weeks later, we had sex in my living room. He hated when I rode him because he knew it’d make him cum fast–I never listened. So, I got on top of him, kissed from his lips, to his neck, down to his chest and placed my hands where my lips left. I always started out slow, but this time I couldn’t help but to twerk on him and ride him as fast as I could. He grabbed my love-handles, covered in stretch marks, along with my nipple in his right hand and muttered “m*mmy” underneath his breath before he came–intensely. #2 FemDom/Ass playI was a little weirded out by him calling me his mother at first, but I learned to embrace it. Along with many other fetishes I’ve developed. küçükçekmece escort Our first “m*mmy” experience actually happened after the story I’m about to tell: which happened to open the door to many of my likings. It was a Tuesday night when I was over his house. He’d smoke with his friends, I’d just sit there, socialize a little,and wait for his friends to leave. He was very open with his phone, so I looked through his recently deleted content and saw the thumbnail to a video of him standing up naked in the bathroom. I flashed the screen to him and said “Well someone’s been making some R-rated videos” and he immediately got pissed and very anxious with me then grabbed the phone out of my hand. He’d never act like that, so I planned in my head that I was going to see what was so secretive about this video. It was around two am when I woke up from our nap, and evidently, his phone was right in between us. So, I snuck out of the bed and into the bathroom to watch it. The video started with his shower on and his front side facing the camera. I thought, “What’s to hide about this”? Then he started jacking off, he then moisturized an object, very similar to the wooden end of a plunger, spread his ass a little, then started riding it with it beşiktaş escort against the wall. I gasped, then put the phone down. I believed that I even started to cry, because I wasn’t prepared for it and I started questioning in my head if he was bi or whatever (hypocritical because i’m into girls but know one i know outside of this website is aware of my sexuality). I’d like to add that a few days before, I looked through his history and found a lot of “black tranny fucks white boy” videos. After I viewed his video, I returned to the bed and put the phone back to where it originally was. Less than a week later I confessed that I saw the video–he was mad and uncomfortable. After reflecting on the correlation between his searches and me, weeks later I told him that I liked what I saw…Although I was really upset at first, it opened up a whole ‘nother realm of exploration. Although I’ve always been the submissive type, this dominant role was new and invigorating. Everyone always told me that I was “the guy in the relationship” but for once I actually wanted to dominate. I became so curious and attracted to things I’ve never considered. …Unfortunately, there is no happy ending to this story–we broke up. He became too insecure and disrespectful to me. However, I’m left with this desire to explore new things like strap-ons, ass-play, role-play. bondage.. ANYTHING. I’ve just been having ordinary sex,. I’m left scared of being rejected because of the things that I’m into and the guys that I’ve been with just use their masculinity as a barrier to try new things. So, I’m sorry if you found my story displeasing, but I enjoyed allowing you all to tune in 🙂

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