What Started Your Kink?

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I've always been into incest but seeing my daddy getting out of the shower through a cracked bathroom door is what really did it. My room and my parents room shared a paper thin wall and whenever they had sex, I'd masturbate and imagine it was me he was fucking. I even went as far as to steal the used condoms out of the bathroom trash. ;)
 
Trying to think of how to reply to this without getting in trouble, so here goes... I saw a movie about female domination, and it was embarrassing how turned on I got by the scenes. My friend, who happened to be incredibly sexy and beautiful, was watching it with us. She was tall, athletic, with long dark hair. We were never more than friends (Sadly) but man... after that, I remember thinking how awesome it would be if that girl had me naked, leashed, handcuffed, and spanking me while I worshiped her feet. I remember having thoughts of her doing even dirtier and naughtier things to me (which I wont share.) It seemed to tap into fantasies that I had had when I was younger about having a girl that I thought was beautiful, yet was stronger than I was and really truly was capable of beating me up (because we used to taunt each other about "so and so can beat you up" when we were kids)

Then I felt guilty about having those kind of thoughts about a friend, so I began looking up BDSM and femdomme porn online. Trying to hook up with someone else in real life who was into that was out of the question- I tried- but there just weren't any women into that where I lived, and I really did feel like a dirty creep a lot of the time, for having those kind of feelings.

What ENDED my kink? Actually finding a professional female domme, (after many years) and then realizing, eventually, that her only real kink was getting me to spend money on her. She was a pro domme, and it was awesome at first, but her main thing was financial domination- and I didn't realize that right away because she didn't say so off the bat. And her being a pro, it wasn't enough to spend that kind of money on someone unless she wanted to be a true romantic partner and significant other- which of course she did not. That eventually turned me off of all other kink activities- in a sense, I suppose it "cured" me.
 
I’m still learning about and exploring my kinks. My issue is I just keep adding more and more to the positive side of the list hehe
 
Agreed, but this implies you know your kinks well. Some of us Have realized this later in life. Or perhaps, were refusing the see the obvious?


Ok. Finding someone to share the ones I have and to explore hers and new ones.
 
I totally agree. But most aren’t willing to share with their S/O because they are afraid of what the other will think.

Well, after a while of being with the same person, based on previous conversations, you kind of know where they stand on some subjects.
 
Well, after a while of being with the same person, based on previous conversations, you kind of know where they stand on some subjects.

Yes you do. But there’s always the chance they can surprise you.
 
Well, after a while of being with the same person, based on previous conversations, you kind of know where they stand on some subjects.

My SO actually encouraged me to embrace some of my kinks, and pushed me to indulge some of my others (We were already polyamorous so her encouraging me to sleep with someone else wasn't that far out of character and led her to realize she had the same kink too)
 
My SO actually encouraged me to embrace some of my kinks, and pushed me to indulge some of my others (We were already polyamorous so her encouraging me to sleep with someone else wasn't that far out of character and led her to realize she had the same kink too)

Wow, how wonderful, it feels like you two are made for each other.

Good for the both of you.

Wishing you both well. ;)
 
Wow, how wonderful, it feels like you two are made for each other.

Good for the both of you.

Wishing you both well. ;)

Thank you, we have an unconventional relationship but it works for us, we've been together for almost 7 years an married for close to two years
 
A series of Lit Chats that segued into Google Hangout chats. I was fairly naive about the older/younger dynamic. The lady was not naive! And the more we got into it, the more intense it felt. Sometimes I was the son, sometimes the brother, sometimes the father. All my preconceived notions about incest went out the window. Now I am quite debauched on that old/young theme. So powerful. Not blaming her, just recording that is where it started.
 
It's interesting to me. Several people have asked about what specifically happened to start my kink because of an earlier post I made. When I told them I got a lot of sympathy. Which I find odd. My kink (I don't really think of it that way though I know most people do) is to be roughly and brutally used by men. I like pain and degradation. I know that most women don't. I also know that it stems from my first experiences. But the fact is that I like it that way. I don't want sympathy. I'm 48 and know who and what I am. And I know why I'm that way. I wouldn't change that about myself. I think it's kind hearted of people to feel sorry for me, but I don't want that and find it odd that so many people respond that way.

It's not that odd, I also enjoy being dominated (in my case by other women, or rather one woman in particular) and we can get pretty rough sometimes, not as much with the degradation but I certainly like my fair share of pain.

Note: This is not an invitation for anyone to try to engage me in a BDSM themed chat!
 
When I was around 20 or so and in the military I met a couple who took me in and opened my eyes to a lot of new experiences. I learned to try everything at least once, and found many great interests. Light bondage has been my go to for years along, and the last few years, family taboo has become a big one.
 
Bare sex

For me my fetish started when my then girlfriend came with me to do some maintenance work on a few weather stations in Lake Tahoe. The company rented me a cabin so off we went for thirty five days.

Naturally we did a bit of drinking and she did more than I did. We crashed out and around three in the morning I woke up to go piss. When I got back to the bed I cuddled up to her and was pleased when she pushed back at me.

She didn't complain when my hand went to her boobs and pretty soon we were making out. It didn't take long before I wanted to move on to a good late night fuck.

I got up and stripped and then pulled her panties off after she rolled onto her back. I laid down between her legs in classic missionary position and kissed her and enjoyed feeling her lovely body against mine.

Up to this point she'd always insisted on a condom but with all the vodka in her system she wasn't thinking about it. I'll admit that I was bracing myself for her demand to go get a condom but when I started nuzzling my rod into her bare pussy she simply spread her legs wider.

It felt amazing as I slipped into my very first bare pussy and heard her moan instead of complain. When I was balls deep in her I did my best to keep it slow but the intensity of feeling bare pussy wrapped around my bare cock soon had my balls boiling.

I shoved myself deep and heard her grunt as I emptied myself into her.

We just held each other for a while and then she pushed at me to get off before she rolled over to go back to sleep.

My mind was blown with what we had just done and it was about an hour later when my thoughts started to drift to her bare pussy again.

I cuddled up to her like before and was thrilled when she pushed back at me again. But this time she was naked and my hard cock was instantly between her legs. I wrapped an arm around her belly and pulled her close as I slipped into her again. Not bothering with being patient I deep fucked her and got to feel her cum before I hosed down her insides with my seed.

When we got up the next morning she was a bit disturbed that we'd gone bare because she wasn't on anything. Somehow that made me want her even more.

We had breakfast and then went for a day hike out by Fallen Leaf Lake.

Dinner was from Subway and then we took a shower together before sitting down to watch some TV. I noticed that all she was wearing was her sleep shirt.

No panties.

Naturally I got frisky with her and she responded in kind. I got up and pulled off my shorts and then sat down on the couch and asked her to straddle me.

She asked me if I wanted to use a condom and I said no. She asked if I was sure and I said yes.

Then she pulled off her sleep shirt and straddled me on the couch. Her hand went to my cock and guided me in as she lowered herself.

When she was all the way down on me she asked me if I wanted a baby. I kissed her, told her that I loved her and said yes.

It was the best sex I'd ever had and we've never used a condom again.

Three kids are proof!

So my fetish is bare sex and maybe having a kid from it. Just love the feeling of putting my baby in my wife. :heart::heart::heart::heart:
 
When I was around 20 or so and in the military I met a couple who took me in and opened my eyes to a lot of new experiences. I learned to try everything at least once, and found many great interests. Light bondage has been my go to for years along, and the last few years, family taboo has become a big one.

You know what they say, “you live, you learn.”
 
It's not that odd, I also enjoy being dominated (in my case by other women, or rather one woman in particular) and we can get pretty rough sometimes, not as much with the degradation but I certainly like my fair share of pain.

Note: This is not an invitation for anyone to try to engage me in a BDSM themed chat!

Empathy is a natural reaction to people, it’s in fact it’s what makes us human.

When someone tells you they enjoy being degraded and roughly fucked; some, will automatically respond defensively as this is radically opposite to how they like sex. Brace yourself, you may even be judged for behaving that way.

When someone tells me they like rough sex or anything else considered out of the ordinary, my follow up question is usually, is that how you like sexual all the time?

After all, who am I to judge someone else’s likes and dislikes?

I am assuming here that the person in the degrading or BDSM position is free to use their safe word at any point during the encounter. If done in a safe, respectful and loving enVironment, why not push and experiment new things?

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I’m still learning about and exploring my kinks. My issue is I just keep adding more and more to the positive side of the list hehe

I am with you on this! I have yet to find anything that has been banned from my list
 
I don't feel like anything started my kinks, but instead they have always been dormant within me, waiting to be seen.
 
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