I used to use Poringa a long time ago, but then I stopped using my account and I don't know what happened to that one. Today I want to tell you a special story, the first time I changed my role in sex completely.
At that time I was already approaching my 20 years old. And at least for me, I had already lived enough sexual experiences. I had already enjoyed sex with both genders. I had been with three boys: a cousin, a distant uncle and a friend. I had sucked each one's cock well, the first two had left me to get fucked by them. And I had tried what it means to have an experience of a good veteran dick (my uncle). On the other hand, I had already had several years of relationship with my first girlfriend. With whom I was already perfectly accustomed to the pleasures of a good pair of tits, a yummy pussy and a feminine bum.
However, even with my prescription filled out. There was still room for a surprise. Reaching the final stages of my relationship, my partner and I had opened up the relationship to try new experiences and see what we really wanted as a couple. If it turned out we had to separate or if we needed some kind of relief and stay in our thing. She had already started flirting with someone else, and over the weeks, she was more or less fixed on one guy and throwing all her cards at him. By then, I also had my eye on a young lady whom we would occasionally throw some punches, photos here and there, videocalls elsewhere. And everything was pretty chill to seal the deal.
With my partner we had agreed on a Saturday night to confirm our respective meetings. She went out to the center to meet her boyfriend and I was supposed to meet with the young lady. However, for bad luck, the young lady cancelled on me for some reason and I was left hanging.
I was there at home, knowing that it was very likely they would fuck my girlfriend through all the holes today, and I stayed there, re careta. So not willing to stay with the desire and deal with the guilt of the night, I started looking for new options. To make it short, after not finding any other use the word: pussy to fuck. I thought 'What if I go back to my promiscuous ways?' It had been a long time since I'd been with another man. So driven by curiosity, I installed Grindr.
It was already around 9 pm when this happened, and to my surprise, after starting to view profiles, the list of suitors started filling up. I was surprised because it didn't take more than 10 minutes and I already had at least 3 possible candidates to fuck that same night.
I remember my partner sent me a message saying everything was going great and they were heading to the hotel. When I asked about my fuck, I lied. I told them that everything was cool too, and I was going to X hotel. (We had clarified possible places to avoid running into each other and maybe someone recognizing us).
At the end I decided to meet up with a boy named Miguel. He was the one who gave me the most confidence and at the same time the one I liked the most. A 43-year-old cop. Tall, dark-haired, and above all well-groomed. I got ready quickly and by ten o'clock that night, I was already on the other side of town, waiting for him. I felt really nervous, almost trembling. And then suddenly I saw him appear in the distance, his gaze fixed on me. He approached and we greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek like friends. He invited me to a nice and discreet bar with dim lights and not many people. We started talking, and I brought him up to speed on my situation.
So then, if you have a girlfriend, are you active? —I wonder the other one.
With her yes, obviously. But for you I can be all passive as you want if that's what you're wondering.
With that, he laughed and I noticed a change in his way of treating me. We went from a chat of 'friends' to a more seductive gentleman's treatment. He started telling me how much he thought I was quite 'pretty'. In the feminine term. At first, I was dying laughing, and I started following along, now self-recognizing myself as the woman in the situation. We tried not to raise our voices too much to keep our topics and motivations for the chat private. We took a beer, with the promise that he would take me to the hotel and make me feel good so I wouldn't think about my 'cheating' partner anymore.
Miguel was quite old-fashioned in his way of seducing. And he had a tremendous effect on me, I was already hot. I could feel a big bulge in his jeans, and that got me crazy. By the fourth beer, he asked me to accompany him to the bathroom. We passed by, and as soon as I noticed there was no one else around, I grabbed onto his waist and we merged into a deep and intense tongue kiss. His tongue played with mine, he squeezed me hard against his bulge, and I couldn't resist the urge to grab him. He ate my mouth for a few minutes and left me in awe. We continued the night with constant banging until we left and he made me get on his motorcycle. He put on the helmet and we headed to another hotel in town. And that's where I felt something happen that hadn't happened to me up until then. It may sound half-controversial, but despite having had two different cocks in my ass before, I never felt like my role in the screw was that of the woman. I didn't feel like a woman at all. I don't know if I explain it well, or rather, for me, it was just passive, the one who received cock. But now, I felt like I was in the role of slut. Miguel had completely assumed the role of the man, the dominant male who was going to blow my ass out as his slut. And that got me with a behavior already quite feminine. I changed even my way of expressing myself while we talked.
We arrived at the hotel, went to our room and started undressing timidly.
You're wasting your time, you know.
I decided I wasn't going to waste my time for a while now.
And that was true, I already knew my girlfriend was very surely going crazy in some other hotel. I also wanted to make the most of my night. Today... WE WERE GOING TO FUCK AT TWO.
He took off his jeans and like everything a submissive, I got down on my knees to put his cock in my mouth. I licked it from top to bottom, rubbed his shaft with my lips, and tried to suck it hard so he would notice how desperate I was for cock. Miguel started moaning and saying sweet nothings while my head went up and down on his pubic area. At one point, he grabbed my hair and started a slow thrust that made me gag, but never took his cock out. I savored every corner until he put me on my feet... and here came my climax as the passive one. And it's because he turned me around and while kissing my neck and moving up to my mouth, he undid my pants, which fell to the floor without removing my boxer briefs... moved the fabric aside and stuck it in dry. (That had scared me until I realized dry was an exaggeration. My anus was already very lubricated with lust) I felt pain when he entered, but he was very cautious. He pushed his cock lightly into my ass until it fit well into my almost virgin hole. I remember that he took off his shirt, and in less than 20 minutes of entering the room, he was pumping my ass masterfully. I started moaning like a slut in heat, asking for more and more while he held me by the waist. I screamed with pleasure mixed with pain and at all times felt that he was in control, with power over me. He put me on all fours on the bed without ever taking his cock out of me. He held me like that for about 15 minutes until we both felt spent. He took it out and I felt how open I was. I wiggled my ass and went to take a quick bath. I reached for my cell phone and it was already after midnight. I had a couple of messages from my girlfriend, saying she was having fun but didn't want to give the dude her ass. I didn't respond. And I went with Miguel to bathe, he put me back on all fours, supporting my hands on the glass of the shower. And we were like that for another 15 minutes until his Cock explodes inside me, and I scream like the most insatiable slut in the hotel. Enjoy those milkings as if they don't know what's going on. The climax was so intense that with the slightest touch of my hand to my cock, it ended too. It was too much for me.
Miguel was audible agitated, and he leaned against the back to not take it out from inside.
We dried off and talked a bit more in bed. I told him it was so hot for me in the shower that if he proposed marriage, I'd accept and all JAJAJA. I was saying crazy things out of nowhere. We laughed our heads off and asked for some drinks from the room. We kept having sex two more times that night. Until I fell asleep in his arms. He was my man all night. My bald guy. I remember waking up on his chest, ready for a morning blow job and a good screw that was also really great. He left me a few blocks from downtown after everything and I never heard from him again. But I'll always remember him as the only man who made me feel like a girl in sex, a complete passive.
I remember also that afternoon I talked to my girlfriend to exchange details. She told me she had a great time with the dude, that she caught him like a total slut. I altered the facts and said I did the same thing with the girl. She confessed that despite the guy insisting, she didn't want to give up her ass. She thought maybe she could save it for next time so as not to waste everything at once. And I told her in my case if I had a lot of anal sex jaja, only because she never knew like I said paragraphs ago that night we were going to fuck both of us.
What do you think? Did you like it? Let them share their points if that was the case. I'd be happy to exchange experiences with whoever wants in the chat.
Here's another show of my promiscuous side...
At that time I was already approaching my 20 years old. And at least for me, I had already lived enough sexual experiences. I had already enjoyed sex with both genders. I had been with three boys: a cousin, a distant uncle and a friend. I had sucked each one's cock well, the first two had left me to get fucked by them. And I had tried what it means to have an experience of a good veteran dick (my uncle). On the other hand, I had already had several years of relationship with my first girlfriend. With whom I was already perfectly accustomed to the pleasures of a good pair of tits, a yummy pussy and a feminine bum.
However, even with my prescription filled out. There was still room for a surprise. Reaching the final stages of my relationship, my partner and I had opened up the relationship to try new experiences and see what we really wanted as a couple. If it turned out we had to separate or if we needed some kind of relief and stay in our thing. She had already started flirting with someone else, and over the weeks, she was more or less fixed on one guy and throwing all her cards at him. By then, I also had my eye on a young lady whom we would occasionally throw some punches, photos here and there, videocalls elsewhere. And everything was pretty chill to seal the deal.
With my partner we had agreed on a Saturday night to confirm our respective meetings. She went out to the center to meet her boyfriend and I was supposed to meet with the young lady. However, for bad luck, the young lady cancelled on me for some reason and I was left hanging.
I was there at home, knowing that it was very likely they would fuck my girlfriend through all the holes today, and I stayed there, re careta. So not willing to stay with the desire and deal with the guilt of the night, I started looking for new options. To make it short, after not finding any other use the word: pussy to fuck. I thought 'What if I go back to my promiscuous ways?' It had been a long time since I'd been with another man. So driven by curiosity, I installed Grindr.
It was already around 9 pm when this happened, and to my surprise, after starting to view profiles, the list of suitors started filling up. I was surprised because it didn't take more than 10 minutes and I already had at least 3 possible candidates to fuck that same night.
I remember my partner sent me a message saying everything was going great and they were heading to the hotel. When I asked about my fuck, I lied. I told them that everything was cool too, and I was going to X hotel. (We had clarified possible places to avoid running into each other and maybe someone recognizing us).
At the end I decided to meet up with a boy named Miguel. He was the one who gave me the most confidence and at the same time the one I liked the most. A 43-year-old cop. Tall, dark-haired, and above all well-groomed. I got ready quickly and by ten o'clock that night, I was already on the other side of town, waiting for him. I felt really nervous, almost trembling. And then suddenly I saw him appear in the distance, his gaze fixed on me. He approached and we greeted each other with a kiss on the cheek like friends. He invited me to a nice and discreet bar with dim lights and not many people. We started talking, and I brought him up to speed on my situation.
So then, if you have a girlfriend, are you active? —I wonder the other one.
With her yes, obviously. But for you I can be all passive as you want if that's what you're wondering.
With that, he laughed and I noticed a change in his way of treating me. We went from a chat of 'friends' to a more seductive gentleman's treatment. He started telling me how much he thought I was quite 'pretty'. In the feminine term. At first, I was dying laughing, and I started following along, now self-recognizing myself as the woman in the situation. We tried not to raise our voices too much to keep our topics and motivations for the chat private. We took a beer, with the promise that he would take me to the hotel and make me feel good so I wouldn't think about my 'cheating' partner anymore.
Miguel was quite old-fashioned in his way of seducing. And he had a tremendous effect on me, I was already hot. I could feel a big bulge in his jeans, and that got me crazy. By the fourth beer, he asked me to accompany him to the bathroom. We passed by, and as soon as I noticed there was no one else around, I grabbed onto his waist and we merged into a deep and intense tongue kiss. His tongue played with mine, he squeezed me hard against his bulge, and I couldn't resist the urge to grab him. He ate my mouth for a few minutes and left me in awe. We continued the night with constant banging until we left and he made me get on his motorcycle. He put on the helmet and we headed to another hotel in town. And that's where I felt something happen that hadn't happened to me up until then. It may sound half-controversial, but despite having had two different cocks in my ass before, I never felt like my role in the screw was that of the woman. I didn't feel like a woman at all. I don't know if I explain it well, or rather, for me, it was just passive, the one who received cock. But now, I felt like I was in the role of slut. Miguel had completely assumed the role of the man, the dominant male who was going to blow my ass out as his slut. And that got me with a behavior already quite feminine. I changed even my way of expressing myself while we talked.
We arrived at the hotel, went to our room and started undressing timidly.
You're wasting your time, you know.
I decided I wasn't going to waste my time for a while now.
And that was true, I already knew my girlfriend was very surely going crazy in some other hotel. I also wanted to make the most of my night. Today... WE WERE GOING TO FUCK AT TWO.
He took off his jeans and like everything a submissive, I got down on my knees to put his cock in my mouth. I licked it from top to bottom, rubbed his shaft with my lips, and tried to suck it hard so he would notice how desperate I was for cock. Miguel started moaning and saying sweet nothings while my head went up and down on his pubic area. At one point, he grabbed my hair and started a slow thrust that made me gag, but never took his cock out. I savored every corner until he put me on my feet... and here came my climax as the passive one. And it's because he turned me around and while kissing my neck and moving up to my mouth, he undid my pants, which fell to the floor without removing my boxer briefs... moved the fabric aside and stuck it in dry. (That had scared me until I realized dry was an exaggeration. My anus was already very lubricated with lust) I felt pain when he entered, but he was very cautious. He pushed his cock lightly into my ass until it fit well into my almost virgin hole. I remember that he took off his shirt, and in less than 20 minutes of entering the room, he was pumping my ass masterfully. I started moaning like a slut in heat, asking for more and more while he held me by the waist. I screamed with pleasure mixed with pain and at all times felt that he was in control, with power over me. He put me on all fours on the bed without ever taking his cock out of me. He held me like that for about 15 minutes until we both felt spent. He took it out and I felt how open I was. I wiggled my ass and went to take a quick bath. I reached for my cell phone and it was already after midnight. I had a couple of messages from my girlfriend, saying she was having fun but didn't want to give the dude her ass. I didn't respond. And I went with Miguel to bathe, he put me back on all fours, supporting my hands on the glass of the shower. And we were like that for another 15 minutes until his Cock explodes inside me, and I scream like the most insatiable slut in the hotel. Enjoy those milkings as if they don't know what's going on. The climax was so intense that with the slightest touch of my hand to my cock, it ended too. It was too much for me.
Miguel was audible agitated, and he leaned against the back to not take it out from inside.
We dried off and talked a bit more in bed. I told him it was so hot for me in the shower that if he proposed marriage, I'd accept and all JAJAJA. I was saying crazy things out of nowhere. We laughed our heads off and asked for some drinks from the room. We kept having sex two more times that night. Until I fell asleep in his arms. He was my man all night. My bald guy. I remember waking up on his chest, ready for a morning blow job and a good screw that was also really great. He left me a few blocks from downtown after everything and I never heard from him again. But I'll always remember him as the only man who made me feel like a girl in sex, a complete passive.
I remember also that afternoon I talked to my girlfriend to exchange details. She told me she had a great time with the dude, that she caught him like a total slut. I altered the facts and said I did the same thing with the girl. She confessed that despite the guy insisting, she didn't want to give up her ass. She thought maybe she could save it for next time so as not to waste everything at once. And I told her in my case if I had a lot of anal sex jaja, only because she never knew like I said paragraphs ago that night we were going to fuck both of us.
What do you think? Did you like it? Let them share their points if that was the case. I'd be happy to exchange experiences with whoever wants in the chat.
Here's another show of my promiscuous side...
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