Our fragile threesome felt like home—until one night, it wasn't. After a brutal rejection, I found myself on the street with nothing but 20 Euros and a backpack full of books. I thought I'd hit rock bottom. But the real test came when a kind face offered me help, and I had to make a choice: safety, or my secrets.
I went from feeling jealousy to feeling joy watching my two boys together. Our life as a threesome was chaotic but felt surprisingly perfect. But when a single joint led me to confess my darkest kinks, that perfect balance was put to the test. This is the story of how our shared laughter turned into a raw lesson in power, submission, and pleasure.
He promised he’d introduce me to it, and the time had finally come. After an awkward lesson in douching, I surrendered completely. But just as I was discovering a pleasure beyond anything I’d ever imagined, our bedroom door opened. This is the story of my first time: pain, ecstasy, and being put on display like an item in a shop window.
I walked in to find my best friend being fucked by our roommate. But instead of anger, I felt a spark. What starts as a moment of jealousy quickly spirals into a raw threesome that redefines all my limits. This is the story of how paying my share of the rent led to the hottest, most fucked-up night of my life.
This article dives into my chaotic journey after running away from home at 13 and ending up in a tough youth home. It was a brutal period, but meeting Kevin offered a crucial lifeline. Through our bond and shared experiences, including a hilariously awkward first sexual encounter, I candidly explore how I discovered I'm gay. Being caught only fueled our next desperate escape plan.
(9 pics / 1 video) Today my article dives deep into my intense "slave vacation" with MasterMarc. I detail how my BDSM journey evolved beyond just sex, focusing on the raw experience of slave feeding. From being caged in a "parrot swing" to the visceral humiliation of eating from a bowl – even with an unexpected topping in front of guests – I share how these moments, blending shame and immense arousal, truly shaped me.
I’m obsessed with piss, finding it hot and liberating, despite society's view. My kink began after running away, during an unhealthy relationship with an older man. He sexually exploited me, once urinating in my mouth and on my body during oral sex. This shocking, humiliating experience, surprisingly, also intensely aroused me. Now, degradation is a sexual trigger, and I embrace piss play, transforming past trauma into pleasure and self-discovery.
