Hello to all, after so much time I'm back with you guys. I'd like to start with a short story, a personal experience, let's see how many share the same thing as me and how beautiful it is. I hope you enjoy my little story and look forward to your comments, I'd really like to know what you think and if you'd like me to write more for you.
Kisses to all and I hope you like it!
Until not long ago I decided to explore more and discover my happiness, beyond the normal, something that awakens in me an adventurous soul, with spirits of going further each time, letting myself be carried away and maybe getting to know myself better. That's how it started a while back, what's forbidden is something that excites me, actually maintaining secrets and only sharing it with a select group of people gives me a thrill, I don't think this is bad, that way maybe I'll get to know people who share the same thing, motivating me in that way to be like I am and letting out that part of me that wraps itself up in fantasies.I am a 27-year-old boy, actually I don't have much to say, but neither am I bad. My life wasn't very interesting, in fact I'm quite shy and don't talk much when there are gatherings with people I don't know, but after getting to know each one, being confident allows me to show myself as I am, that's how it was always, even now. In my student days, I had friends from the neighborhood and specifically with one, just like with any friend sometimes, we would have differences. He was slender, younger than me, with smooth and dark skin, we would spend afternoons playing, with other friends too, but sometimes we wanted to be alone. I don't know how it started, what led us to being boyfriends, I remember we used to kiss each other in secret from our friends, when we wanted to do so, we'd escape them and find a dark corner where we'd press against the wall and melt into our lips. Those memories were so beautiful because it was an adventure for me and at that age, I felt things, I wanted to go further but couldn't, the farthest we got was supporting or rubbing each other's member, that was the most beautiful thing then. After that, we drifted apart a bit, even though we remained friends, those romantic acts didn't happen again, nor did I feel the need, so maybe I didn't look for it anymore.
Some years later, still young, my thoughts and desires regarding sex were evident, I liked to masturbate, the most natural thing in adolescence, that wasn't enough and neither was I looking for more, I had curiosity in my mind, which I later discovered, like using women's underwear, I liked observing my protruding buttocks while the bra would slide between them and show off the voluptuous figure of a high school boy. Wearing skirts and seeing my legs was something that excited me and somehow stimulated me even more to reach orgasm, something I loved, playing with my body in this way was something I It felt good to do. I had fantasies with one of my neighbors, already starting to want to try out a man's member in some way, the fact that he was older excited me even more, up until today I still have tastes for men older than me, I think you have more experience and somehow it gives me a sense of comfort, makes me feel comfortable. An old man is a person with experience, many gallants, educated and confident in their ways, something that attracts me a lot, I like to feel comfortable and above all be treated kindly. Many times I tried out men older than me, amiable men who generated tranquility and attachment, something that often left me at the mercy of those amiable men.
I don't have much experience in sex yet since I didn't have an encounter that allowed me to experiment with the warmth of a man like that. My only pleasure moment is masturbation, many times what led me to such acts were fantasies with men, wanting to feel a man inside me, feeling the warmth of his arms, leaving me with a tremendous desire to be taken, let myself be carried away by his experience and become part of it. Taking my member and completely naked, agitating it until I felt like semen was coming out, sometimes I would put myself in positions so that when I finished my own semen would spill inside my mouth, feeling that thick and warm liquid inside my mouth, going down my throat, it's something delicious. The only way to satisfy me is by exploring different forms and that was one of them, but feeling another man's liquid, I haven't reached that yet, it's something I've proposed to myself and will do someday.
Since I have a taste for men and a great longing for their member, the way I masturbated changed a little bit, but I didn't feel pleasure, I didn't know how to or understand how, but somehow I liked masturbating anal. A few months ago, to be more precise last year, during my shower, completely naked, as I washed my body I felt desires for Touching myself and I got to penetrate my anus with my fingers, so I felt like my member was rising up, inside I felt a lovely pleasure that I had never felt before, nor did I know it was possible. According to what I read, it's possible to stimulate the prostate through the anus, which obsessed me and a lot, since besides never having experienced it, the first time I felt it, it was something very pleasant and I didn't want to stop doing it. Many times I tried and couldn't cum, I needed something that wouldn't hurt me, since what penetrated me was something rough and hard or I wasn't doing it delicately, many times I felt like I almost reached orgasm but then all that pleasure disappeared. Until recently I could feel that pleasure for a long time and started to understand how to do it without needing a condom, which is soft and of good size.
Lying on my soft bed, penetrating myself with an object in a fallic way, not very big, small enough for the moment, with my legs together, side by side, feeling like I was entering and leaving, until I felt like the semen was about to come out, it was then that I couldn't take it anymore, but when I rubbed it, I came without any problem. It was always like this, night after night, until one day I repeated everything, this time rubbing my member with my hands, slow and deliberate mind, while I penetrated myself, stimulated inside and making me tremble from the pre-orgasm that produced it, until between rubbing and feeling like I was about to come out that thick, dense and at the same time delicious liquid, I stopped rubbing and while I kept penetrating, I felt like my interior was on fire, while I trembled with pleasure and my penis, so hard and palpitating from the pressure, felt like all the semen was pouring down my legs, the warm liquid, even with the object inside, continued to come out a little more, even if just a little, but without leaving anything behind, I lay on my bed, tired but happy. Never had I enjoyed so much... Masturbation until that night, I was content because I discovered a new way to give myself pleasure.
Please visit this blog, I post my stories here, it would give me great pleasure if more people knew about it
https://cariciaculminante.blogspot.com
Kisses to all and I hope you like it!
Until not long ago I decided to explore more and discover my happiness, beyond the normal, something that awakens in me an adventurous soul, with spirits of going further each time, letting myself be carried away and maybe getting to know myself better. That's how it started a while back, what's forbidden is something that excites me, actually maintaining secrets and only sharing it with a select group of people gives me a thrill, I don't think this is bad, that way maybe I'll get to know people who share the same thing, motivating me in that way to be like I am and letting out that part of me that wraps itself up in fantasies.I am a 27-year-old boy, actually I don't have much to say, but neither am I bad. My life wasn't very interesting, in fact I'm quite shy and don't talk much when there are gatherings with people I don't know, but after getting to know each one, being confident allows me to show myself as I am, that's how it was always, even now. In my student days, I had friends from the neighborhood and specifically with one, just like with any friend sometimes, we would have differences. He was slender, younger than me, with smooth and dark skin, we would spend afternoons playing, with other friends too, but sometimes we wanted to be alone. I don't know how it started, what led us to being boyfriends, I remember we used to kiss each other in secret from our friends, when we wanted to do so, we'd escape them and find a dark corner where we'd press against the wall and melt into our lips. Those memories were so beautiful because it was an adventure for me and at that age, I felt things, I wanted to go further but couldn't, the farthest we got was supporting or rubbing each other's member, that was the most beautiful thing then. After that, we drifted apart a bit, even though we remained friends, those romantic acts didn't happen again, nor did I feel the need, so maybe I didn't look for it anymore.
Some years later, still young, my thoughts and desires regarding sex were evident, I liked to masturbate, the most natural thing in adolescence, that wasn't enough and neither was I looking for more, I had curiosity in my mind, which I later discovered, like using women's underwear, I liked observing my protruding buttocks while the bra would slide between them and show off the voluptuous figure of a high school boy. Wearing skirts and seeing my legs was something that excited me and somehow stimulated me even more to reach orgasm, something I loved, playing with my body in this way was something I It felt good to do. I had fantasies with one of my neighbors, already starting to want to try out a man's member in some way, the fact that he was older excited me even more, up until today I still have tastes for men older than me, I think you have more experience and somehow it gives me a sense of comfort, makes me feel comfortable. An old man is a person with experience, many gallants, educated and confident in their ways, something that attracts me a lot, I like to feel comfortable and above all be treated kindly. Many times I tried out men older than me, amiable men who generated tranquility and attachment, something that often left me at the mercy of those amiable men.
I don't have much experience in sex yet since I didn't have an encounter that allowed me to experiment with the warmth of a man like that. My only pleasure moment is masturbation, many times what led me to such acts were fantasies with men, wanting to feel a man inside me, feeling the warmth of his arms, leaving me with a tremendous desire to be taken, let myself be carried away by his experience and become part of it. Taking my member and completely naked, agitating it until I felt like semen was coming out, sometimes I would put myself in positions so that when I finished my own semen would spill inside my mouth, feeling that thick and warm liquid inside my mouth, going down my throat, it's something delicious. The only way to satisfy me is by exploring different forms and that was one of them, but feeling another man's liquid, I haven't reached that yet, it's something I've proposed to myself and will do someday.
Since I have a taste for men and a great longing for their member, the way I masturbated changed a little bit, but I didn't feel pleasure, I didn't know how to or understand how, but somehow I liked masturbating anal. A few months ago, to be more precise last year, during my shower, completely naked, as I washed my body I felt desires for Touching myself and I got to penetrate my anus with my fingers, so I felt like my member was rising up, inside I felt a lovely pleasure that I had never felt before, nor did I know it was possible. According to what I read, it's possible to stimulate the prostate through the anus, which obsessed me and a lot, since besides never having experienced it, the first time I felt it, it was something very pleasant and I didn't want to stop doing it. Many times I tried and couldn't cum, I needed something that wouldn't hurt me, since what penetrated me was something rough and hard or I wasn't doing it delicately, many times I felt like I almost reached orgasm but then all that pleasure disappeared. Until recently I could feel that pleasure for a long time and started to understand how to do it without needing a condom, which is soft and of good size.
Lying on my soft bed, penetrating myself with an object in a fallic way, not very big, small enough for the moment, with my legs together, side by side, feeling like I was entering and leaving, until I felt like the semen was about to come out, it was then that I couldn't take it anymore, but when I rubbed it, I came without any problem. It was always like this, night after night, until one day I repeated everything, this time rubbing my member with my hands, slow and deliberate mind, while I penetrated myself, stimulated inside and making me tremble from the pre-orgasm that produced it, until between rubbing and feeling like I was about to come out that thick, dense and at the same time delicious liquid, I stopped rubbing and while I kept penetrating, I felt like my interior was on fire, while I trembled with pleasure and my penis, so hard and palpitating from the pressure, felt like all the semen was pouring down my legs, the warm liquid, even with the object inside, continued to come out a little more, even if just a little, but without leaving anything behind, I lay on my bed, tired but happy. Never had I enjoyed so much... Masturbation until that night, I was content because I discovered a new way to give myself pleasure.
Please visit this blog, I post my stories here, it would give me great pleasure if more people knew about it
https://cariciaculminante.blogspot.com
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