Nasty confessions

I was driving down a motorway when my car blew it's head gasket. The car was towed to a garage and I was left at a service station trying to hitch a lift. An older man offered me a lift and while driving along he asked if I would return the favour. He pulled into another service station and drove to the back of it and had me suck him off.
 
I was driving down a motorway when my car blew it's head gasket. The car was towed to a garage and I was left at a service station trying to hitch a lift. An older man offered me a lift and while driving along he asked if I would return the favour. He pulled into another service station and drove to the back of it and had me suck him off.
Omg that's so hot!
 
Today, I cruised a park, and let four men piss in my mouth, then breed me.
I'm confused about "breeding" terminology tbh. If you "got bred," does that make you a bottom or a top? I would have thought bottom but someone on Sniffies recently was saying he wanted to "get bred" but his profile says he's an exclusive top.
 
I'm confused about "breeding" terminology tbh. If you "got bred," does that make you a bottom or a top? I would have thought bottom but someone on Sniffies recently was saying he wanted to "get bred" but his profile says he's an exclusive top.
That is confusing. I always thought the one doing the breeding is the top and the one getting bred is the bottom.
 
I'm confused about "breeding" terminology tbh. If you "got bred," does that make you a bottom or a top? I would have thought bottom but someone on Sniffies recently was saying he wanted to "get bred" but his profile says he's an exclusive top.
I'm a total bottom, and being bred means they came in me.
I have no idea how a top would get bred, unless he likes to flip.
 
I'm confused about "breeding" terminology tbh. If you "got bred," does that make you a bottom or a top? I would have thought bottom but someone on Sniffies recently was saying he wanted to "get bred" but his profile says he's an exclusive top.
More bottoms than Tops so identifying as a Top can get him some interest that would otherwise miss him, though unjustly. Him wanting to get bred is just him leading you into his true interest. So, in my opinion, I suspect he is lying about being a Top.
 
I was driving down a motorway when my car blew it's head gasket. The car was towed to a garage and I was left at a service station trying to hitch a lift. An older man offered me a lift and while driving along he asked if I would return the favour. He pulled into another service station and drove to the back of it and had me suck him off.
We've all done that while hitchhiking.
It's known as 'a ride for a ride'.
 
I don’t know about all of us having done it. When I was 19 I hitch-hiked across Canada — a huge country, with a lot of people and many rides. Not once was anything sexual mentioned. But it was 1970, so those were different times.
You sound so disappointed...
 
I wasn’t disappointed at the time because I hadn’t any gay thoughts or urges back then. But I am disappointed in retrospect because I realize that my gay side was hidden for decades (even from me) and it could have come out years earlier if someone had brought it out. I could have lived the gay lifestyle (i.e. gay sex) many years before I did. Now that I realize that I’m truly queer, I’m sad for what I missed and how long I missed out on it.
 
Drank my own pee as instructed by a trans Domme.

Cum load in my mouth while some guy pushed my head down on his cock and was driving.

Gangbanged/orgy, cum all over my arse in a TV club.

Rimmed twice, different days, for half an hour or more in an adult club.

Three fellas blasting cum into my panties and mini skirt on the beach. I couldn't clean up as we had to get away.

Been watched peeing with a friend by other guys at the beach. We didn't invite them.

Spanked hard by a TV Domme in a club with everyone on one side watching. Once before that, I had to strip to my bra and panties and bend over a bench with a friend. There was a queue waiting to pull my panties down and spank me. And they did. They weren't very merciful and I had to beg since my arse was a little raw. No marks, I just bruise easily and have low pain tolerance.

One mature and one young guy with their cocks out in a TV club, had to suck them to cumming on my knees.
 
I was driving down a motorway when my car blew it's head gasket. The car was towed to a garage and I was left at a service station trying to hitch a lift. An older man offered me a lift and while driving along he asked if I would return the favour. He pulled into another service station and drove to the back of it and had me suck him off.
Small price to pay!
 
I wasn’t disappointed at the time because I hadn’t any gay thoughts or urges back then. But I am disappointed in retrospect because I realize that my gay side was hidden for decades (even from me) and it could have come out years earlier if someone had brought it out. I could have lived the gay lifestyle (i.e. gay sex) many years before I did. Now that I realize that I’m truly queer, I’m sad for what I missed and how long I missed out on it.
I'm sad for you. Loving is always a delight. Enjoy what you have. Celebrate yourself.
 
I recently had sex with a trans escort here in Sydney. I was on my back and she was fucking me, with her hands on the back of my thighs pressing my legs down with my feet up in the air. Her apartment was a bit on the stuffy side, and she was sweating quite profusely. Her sweat was dripping onto my face and occasionally into my mouth. She noticed I was licking her sweat off my lips and seemed to be enjoying it, and then the next time she leaned in to kiss me she spat into my open mouth. I was a bit shocked but swallowed it and a few minutes later she did it again, this time letting it drip slowly from her mouth in a long string into my open mouth. Of all the sex partners I have had in my life, this was the first time anyone had ever spat in my mouth. I have never found this to be something that turned me on while watching porn but I have to admit that I found it very erotic.
 
I'm sad for you. Loving is always a delight. Enjoy what you have. Celebrate yourself.
No need to feel sad for me, I had plenty of love at the time, it just wasn’t of the gay variety. And since I hadn’t the slightest idea that I had homosexual desires buried very deep inside of me, I didn’t have any sense of missing out on something that is now extremely important to me. As I said above, I was only disappointed in retrospect. And if I now look back and tally up everything that has disappointed me in life, I’ll probably be counting until the day I die.
 
That is confusing. I always thought the one doing the breeding is the top and the one getting bred is the bottom.
that's how I understand the terminology as well

not everyone out there is intelligent though, so beware of dumbasses cumming in your asspussy and leaving you to raise mentally deficient poop-babies 🤣
 
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