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More!.... More!... More!...
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Bro TS, waiting for more! Thanks & cheers .....................
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Fast fast do cont for ur ass session bro~~ XD
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Charmaine appeared to be enjoying the anal penetration, judging by her soft moans, and vice-like grip on the bedsheets. I wondered how she coud take it, considering it was not the usual hole used for penetration. Perhaps it was the pain she took pleasure in. But I could not be sure.
On the other hand, I was going crazy trying not to cum so fast. The tightness and friction was wreaking havoc on my dickhead, and I had to slow down the pace to prevent myself from premature ejaculation. It did not work. Barely five minutes of poking her ass, I felt the familiar sensation building up in my balls. Charmaine sensed it too and clenched her rectal muscles. It felt as though a champion bodybuilder was giving me a handjob. I tried to pull out, but was unable to do so, as the first wave of semen erupted from my volcano. I stopped thrusting, but Charmaine did not let me, pushing her ass towards me again and again, thus forcing a second wave. The blood rushed from my head and limbs and into my nether regions. I felt faint and on the verge of collapsing. She was one crazy bitch. I tried to pull out once more rather unsuccessfully. My semi-hard dick flopped around like a fish out of water as I fell out of bed and landed on my ass on the floor. I immediately lay back and tried to catch my breath. Charmaine scrambled out of bed and squatted over my abdomen, the lava from my volcano trickling out of her ass and onto me. I wanted to protest, but she seemed to be enjoying herself. An amount definitely more than the scientific amount of 10 cubic centimetres was pooling at my belly button. Me: What the fuck. You're sick. C: Who asked you to cum in my ass? Me: You didn't let me withdraw! C: Too bad. She lay down beside me on the floor and kissed my forehead. C: I enjoyed that... Me: You prefer anal to normal sex? C: Not really. But it seems like your cock is a little to big for my pussy... Me: That's still quite sick... C: You didn't like it? Me: It's weird. You've got strange fetishes. Didn't it hurt? C: A little. But I liked the way you pounded my ass. Me: You like pain? C: I don't know... Me: You BDSM freak. C: Haha. It's kinda fun. Me: What are you going to do next? Tie me up and spank me? C: I didn't think of that. But now that you mentioned it... Charmaine got up and opened her drawer, removing a few scarf-like pieces of cloth and a leather belt. Me: Oh shit. I tried to move but I was seemingly paralysed after the recent exertions. She tied one scarf over my eyes and bound my hands over my head with the other. Me: Charmaine? This isn't funny... I struggled to move. She did not make a sound. Me: Charmaine? What are you up to? Still no response. I felt my arms being stretched back as she tried to drag me somewhere. Not knowing any better, I assisted her to drag myself. It was a bad idea and I soon found myself bound to her bedframe. Me: Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! Charmaine! I don't want to play this game!!! She slapped me across the face. C: Shut up and call me Mistress! Me: FUCKING HELL! Charmaine! This isn't fun! She grabbed my balls and squeezed hard. C: Apologise slave! Me: OW! OW! OW! Sorry! I'm sorry! She grabbed my dick and twisted it. C: Sorry who? Me: SORRY MISTRESS! What in the world did I get myself into? |
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Wooot excellent story man!!!
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woo...nice story
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Camping fo more story...
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Wakakaka~~ BDSM time bro~~ do cont fast ar!!
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Me: Charmaine! Stop it!
She did not seem to hear me and continued torturing my cock and balls. I struggled hard and managed to break free from my hand restraints. I sat up and grabbed her hands. My cock was a little sore from her over-enthusiastic twisting. Charmaine started sobbing. Me: What's wrong? She did not reply. I got up and headed to the toilet. C: Don't go. Me: You're mad. C: Sorry. She crouched in a corner of the room, hugging her knees to her chest, sobbing. I ignored her and proceeded to take a shower. When I was done, Charmaine was still in her corner. I tried to make sense of her behaviour. Me: What's wrong? C: I'm sorry. Me: Sorry for? C: I didn't mean to be rough. Me: Why are you acting like this anyway? C: I don't know. Me: It's your ex isn't it? C: Maybe. Me: He treated you bad? C: Sometimes. Me: How? C: I don't want to say. Me: I know he hit you. But during sex? C: Stop asking please. Me: He hit you during sex? C: Shut up. Me: Come on. I'm your boyfriend. You can tell me. Charmaine looked up at me, the only emotion in her eyes was a mix of sadness, and a burning hatred. She moved towards me and started hitting me, fists closed, pounding on my chest and shoulders. I grabbed her and pinned her to the bed. Me: Stop that. The tears flowed freely. C: You like this?! Me: What? I released her. She grabbed my hand and swung it against her face. For all my strength and composure, I did not manage to stop in time. My hand, open palmed thankfully, struck her across her face. Her cheek turned red, and blood trickled out of her nose. Me: What the fuck? C: Fuck me. I grabbed tissue from the bedside table and wiped off the blood from her nose. Me: Is this what he did? Charmaine nodded. Me: And you liked it? C: No. Me: Then? C: Every time we had sex it felt like he was raping me. He didn't care if I was turned on or not. He didn't care if I was wet. All he wanted was to stick it in. And when it couldn't go in, he would hit me and force it in. That was utterly shocking, especially since she was around 15 at that time. Me: So why did you tie me up? C: I don't know. Me: You enjoyed that? C: I don't know. Me: Were you taking revenge on the male population for what he did? C: FUCK! I SAID I DON'T KNOW!!! She started crying again. Me: Pull yourself together. I'm trying to understand you. Charmaine looked up at me with tear-stained eyes. C: You're won't leave me right? Me: I don't think so. C: Why? Me: I don't think I can handle the abuse. C: Sorry. It won't happen again. Me: You sure? Can we be a normal couple? Have normal sex? C: Yes. Me: And if you go into your crazy mode again? C: I don't know what came over me... Me: Can you try to remain sane? For my sake at least. C: I'll try. Me: That's good. C: You won't leave? Me: I won't. Now go wash up. It's time for bed. She wiped her face with the back of her hand and got up to go to the toilet. Halfway there, she turned back. C: Don't go ok? Me: I'm still here. She gave a half-smile and entered the toilet, not shutting the door. I had unwittingly fell victim to her psycho attack. Maybe me mentioning BDSM triggered something inside her. It was not something I enjoyed and hoped it would not happen again. What Charmaine showed me today was two sides of her. One sweet, demure, and vulnerable. It was the other side that was freaking me out. She had the capacity for violence, and had no qualms about inflicting physical pain on herself and others. I assumed that the faint horizontal scars on her wrists and forearms were that of self-mutilation, and I hoped that all that was in the past. As she showered, my mind was filled with thoughts. I seriously wondered how long we could last. |
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Wow, this is starting to get emotionally heavy!! Must be stressful coping with such emotional roller coaster eh? Cheers bro ....................
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Wah. This is officially the best story ive read on SBF man! Btw bro, which gym go to ?
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Apologies for the long hiatus bros, but some stuff happened in the past few
months. I'll continue my story from where I left off. But to reply bro helloboy first, i used to go to the Kallang SRC gym, as well as the Tampines and Bedok ones. Was with California Fitness for awhile and the True Fitness at Parkway. Nowadays I just go to the gym in my camp. Now back to the story... ================= Anyway, as expected, Charmaine and I did not last. Her insecurities and infrequent mental breakdowns pushed us apart. I tried my best to be a caring and understanding boyfriend, but the stress eventually got to me. I was juggling track and field, studies and Charmaine. I did manage to get her to see a psychiatrist about her condition, but she only attended the first session reluctantly, and begged me not to force her to go for the rest. She feared that she would be labelled as a "psycho-case". It was after my mid-year common tests that the relationship fell apart. I flunked pretty badly and had to go for numerous remedial lessons. I was even counselled by my tutors who told me that I needed to focus, otherwise I might not pass my 'A' levels. My track and field performance also suffered, and I had a falling out with the coach and the team. While Charmaine was going through a rough time in her life relationship-wise, I felt my world falling apart as well. I did not know why I was even in JC, or how I was going to pass my exams. Charmaine did not seem to understand this and demanded that I spend time with her after school. She was relatively free at that time as the University intake had not started yet, and she was not working part-time. It seemed like I was her only entertainment and she could not live a normal life without me. I felt myself drifting further apart from her, and she seemed to notice it too. We quarrelled frequently and she would vent her frustrations on me. However, every quarrel often ended with sex. I guess she was trying to use sex to keep me. It was also around this time that I became closer to one of my classmates, let's call her Nicole. She was a quiet girl, one of those that you would not give a second look. She was slim, had neck-length hair, and was not one of those JC girls who would alter their skirts so short that you could get a hard-on just by walking behind them. In fact, she was so quiet that I never really talked to her despite sitting next to her for a couple of months. Nicole noticed that I was constantly falling asleep in class, not handing in my assignments on time and generally being an ass to the people around me. |
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Wow kudos to you bro. I had been reading your stories since long ago. Thought this thread was dead already. But miraculously you revived it. Let's hear more about nicole then. And btw are you still living with Shirley?
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Welcome back bro. Will cont to camp here.
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