I had one of my toys malfunction, so, tonight I went to the porn shop to get it fixed… yeah… they do that if you ask nicely and frequent their store. The guy working tonight was funny after he fixed my toy, he turned one of the booths on so it would play until I was finished… uh… testing his repair work, to see if my favorite toy worked properly. I figured I’d take the offer… What? You thought I wouldn’t? lol …

This little room was actually quite spacious with a thirteen inch screen, that was playing my favorite thing to watch, whenever I do watch porn…(different story) I was leaned back watching the screen out of the corner of my half closed eye, when I started to spurt cum all over the seat. I completely soaked through my panties saturating my shorts… I heard a key in the door but I was in the middle of an orgasm and it was the guy that fixed my toys…. he reached down and pushed my top down and squeezed my left breast then the right… He told me he really loved my nice, big, soft, alabaster tits… As he squeezed them together, he told me they are perfect to slide a cock through! He grabbed my boobs, pushing them together as he slid his cock in between… and told me not to stop… he wanted to see if he fixed my vibrator correctly… he watched me cum twice… before I felt a warm, sticky liquid spray all over my breasts. I reached my tongue down and licked his cum off my nipples and he responded… saying that was hot… I pulled myself together, after he left, locking the door behind him.

I opened the door a few moments later, I stepped into the light and he grinned at me as I was leaving… I said thanks and he shook his head… then said, No! Thank You!! I smiled at him and then I stepped out into the warm evening air, feeling a cooling sensation on my skin under my damp panties… I grinned again and then I drove home…

I had to go to the dentist yesterday. And I’ll tell you what my dentist is hot, wow! I was his last patient of the day and it was just a check-up. As I walked into his office his assistant was walking out, she smiled at me and disappeared into the light, out the door.

 

Anyway, I was laying back in the dentist chair when he came in and gave me a big smile and flashed those bright, blue eyes at me, that made me relax, which I think is what he had in mind. I know dirty, naughty things were going through my mind… Oops… There goes the little nympho in me… Down girl!!!

 

While he was looking in my mouth, he pushed his gloved index finger up against my rear teeth and then rubbed it along my tongue. And then he said, “You have a really nice shaped mouth.”

 

I smiled at him as he pulled his finger from my mouth. He pulled his gloves off with a hard snapping sound. He looked at me as he leaned in, gently pushing me down into the chair. His lips touched mine I rose up to meet him… Our tongues met somewhere in the middle. His hand slid up my thigh pushing my dress up exposing my bare, panty free pussy lips. A soft groan escaped my throat as both his tongue and fingers pressed in deeper.

 

I opened my legs and he unbuckled his pants and freed his cock that was dripping with pre-cum. I pulled my mouth away from his just long enough to slurp the pre-cum off the head of his cock. He pulled my head up and thrust his tongue back into my mouth, as he positioned his body over me. He pushed down and drove his cock deep into my cunt. I wrapped my legs around him and he squeezed my breasts through my dress… He frantically unbuttoned it, pulling it open, he exposed my hard nipples. He squeezed and pinched them ferociously, then he put his mouth on my right nipple sucking and biting.

 

My cunt suddenly squeezed his cock as it throbbed in orgasm… I could feel his cock pulsating in response. He pulled his shaft out of me and quickly pressed it against my lips and then I could feel his hard, wet, sticky cock push to the back of my throat as it blasted deep in my mouth.

 

He stood up and smiled. He leaned in and kissed my cum stained mouth… And whispered, “You don’t have any cavities that need filling, at least not anymore.” At that he chuckled. It made me giggle, too.

 

I came home yesterday in a pretty good mood… I believe I was even humming… Now that’s how you go to the dentist!

Oh boy! Do I have a story to tell you! I can’t believe these things always happen to me… I went shopping Thursday morning… I needed to pick up some of my vitamin and mineral supplements. I went to the mall because it was just closer. I got my vitamins and was wandering about as I made it toward the north doors. I was nearly out when I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned and it was mall security. I couldn’t figure out why he was stopping me… But he turned me around not once removing his hand from my shoulder; he had a very firm grip on me. That’s when I got worried, what was this all about? Where are we going? What did I do? These questions ran through my mind, only I was unable to ask them. I was breathless as he directed me down a side hall through a double door… And down a flight of stairs at the bottom of the stairs there was a door that opened up to a long, dark hallway. There was a sign flickering at the end that read “NO EXIT”… I swear… I looked up at this massive, muscular person who resembled what the actor Shemar Moore might look like if he was on steroids… He looked down at me and grinned, his shiny, white teeth glistened with startling clarity, in this low light environment… That whole situation was not only intimidating me, I was downright terrified…

It is strange how some men seem to just know that if they present themselves with assertion and a bit of force, they will get anything they want from me, and without that much force… I do love cock, and it’s moments like these that I am able to show my own strengths and how I take what I need from any and all situations I encounter, with the ability to discard the negative emotions and over all bad feelings that may linger.

 

He marched me into a small room with a desk and a chair and these curious metal rings that were bolted into the concrete wall. I wondered what those were for a moment, until he turned me around to face him in the little room. He told me that I shouldn’t walk around like that, doing things to men inside of their heads. His voice was deep and almost foreboding. I had a feeling inside my stomach that I couldn’t dismiss because it was clenching my throat with both extreme fear and raw excitement…

 

He peeled my yellow tank top over my head, quite abruptly making my large breasts bounce and wobble in front of him, as he tossed my shirt to the floor… He then unbuttoned my shorts and they fell to the floor. He looked down at my pussy and his lips curled into a grin that became a smirk… That’s when he said,” figures, humph… No panties!” His face slowly moved up my body staring at my big, naked breasts. He reached out and twisted and pinched one of my nipples. I winced but didn’t move. His eyes met mine and he said,” you’re not afraid. Are you?”

 

I slowly shook my head even though fear was screaming in my throat… It is situations like this when my throat is crying,” No! No! No! This can’t be happening. Not again! Things like this happen in movies, this is what urban legends are made of! Rogue security guards with carnal desires, for the women who taunt them with their scantily clad bodies… Needing to teach the nearly naked whores a lesson in human behavior… Which is dress to tease, taunt men, make them crazy with lust? Get fucked like a dirty whore! And that is exactly what he did, urban legend or not. That security guard did whatever he wanted to me… What was I supposed to do? When he reached behind his back and took out a pair of hand cuffs and clasped my right wrist and pulled me to the wall, slipping the empty cuff through one of those curious metal rings, closing the cuff tightly to my left wrist. I knew there was nothing I could do now.

 

He just stood behind me for a few minutes, which felt like an eternity… I could feel him looking at my naked body, hand cuffed helplessly to the wall… His deep voice broke the dreadful silence that had been ringing in my ears… He said. “You’re not going to go anywhere now, not until I punish you and I do a thorough cavity search.” I turned my head to look at him, only to see him take his belt off. He stepped back and brought his belt down across my ass, so hard I cried out and tears welled up in my eyes. He repeated that a couple of dozen times…

 

He finally stopped thrashing me to put on a rubber glove. I hung my head down, humiliated as he pushed two very big fingers up into my pussy. Shifting his hand back and forth, he whispered in my ear that he couldn’t reach the end and he needed a longer tool… I heard him unzip his fly… I peaked over my shoulder and watched him put a condom on… He saw me looking and grinned at me. He told me that he didn’t want any proof left behind and then he laughed…

 

He stood back a bit and lifted me up away from the wall, up off my tip toes and rammed his huge, dark cock deep in to my cunt. He leaned back enough to have me dangle on his rod above the floor, helpless… He bounced his hips so I in turn bounced on his hard throbbing shaft unable to do anything but take it…

 

He slowed down so he could slide two of his gloved fingers into my ass… I felt him curl his fingers inside me and then he pulled me off his cock by gripping my sphincter muscle with his fingers and thumb, lifting me right up into the air… He brought me back down as he drove his bulbous head hastily up into my tight ass…

 

I bit my lip and winced but I didn’t cry out… The most ridiculous thing about this whole thing is that I came all down his cock and my cum was dripping of his balls… And I was about to cum again as he thrust his hips up. I could feel his shaft throbbing and pulsating inside my ass as he let loose his load. He groaned and lowered me to the floor and yanked his cock out of me so fast that he left the condom hanging out of me. That made him laugh, abruptly and say, “Wow! You are a tight little bitch!” With that he grabbed the condom and snapped it out of my ass… When he did that I orgasmed again… I really get mad at myself because when I get into predicaments similar to this, my body enjoys it even though my mind is trying to say, “RUN”! What could I say as he watched cum drip down my inner thigh and his cum was all snug in a condom. He knew it was mine… He smiled and said. “You enjoyed it!” As he scooped up a wet handful of my juice and wiped it all over my tits. “I will uncuff you and let you leave if you tell me that you enjoyed it and there won’t be any trouble here because you’re a nasty, little prick tease who was asking for it.”

 

I did as he requested and he let me go… I quickly put my clothes back on and rushed out the door… I was down the hall five or six paces when I heard him call out to me from the doorway… I turned to see that he was holding out the bag of vitamins that I purchased earlier… I had to go back to him to get my bag… My stomach fluttered and cringed as I reached for it and he pulled it back and he twisted my nipple through my shirt and winked at me… I grabbed my bag out of his hand and ran back down the hall, up the stairs and out of that shopping mall as fast I could…

 

When I got back to my flat I collapsed onto my bed… I was so angry at myself… I knew that when things like that happen to people, it’s supposed to be traumatic and disturbing… But for some reason I just don’t see it that way… I mean, here I am sharing it with you like this without ruin or scar… I believe that everything happens for a reason and things like this are no different… It’s not like he really hurt me. He merely acted on a corporeal need. I find that many men have trouble containing those savage desires when I am around… And I had three very intense orgasms… Shame on him for taking without asking but shame on me for enjoying it… I hope this wasn’t too long for you but I had to share all of it… Talk to you soon!

Sometimes, when I am alone with my thoughts I get lost in my sexuality… I think about the many sexual acts I have done in the past… It’s funny I have been having sex for as long as I can remember, giving of myself, to those men and boys who needed to release their sexual frustrations, I just enjoyed how hard their cocks got when I was around… I felt responsible for making it that way, so I would sit on it for them while the massaged my tits… I believe that why my breasts are so big… The area was being constantly massaged all during the stages of development…   I won’t say how old I was when I laid down with two brothers and their cousin at the same time…

 

I really adored all three young men, I was best friends with the younger brother, David, who was two years older than me than me… I would have done nearly anything for his older brother Sam and I did, but those are different stories… When their cousin, Jim, from Texas came to stay with them, he was curious why Sam would drive around to look for me after school, even without David. He got to find out…

 

One day in the early spring, I went out to visit David… When I got to his house, I found out that his dad was gone and I was alone with the three young men. Three very, horny teenage boys and me…

Jim wanted to see my tits while David and I were just laying on his bed, talking. He stood at the foot of the bed looking down at us and David nudged me and told me I should do it. It would be funny to see the look on Jim’s face when I actually showed him my tits… So I did, I lifted my shirt up and David reached behind me and unhooked my bra, my breasts fell out, cascading into milky pools of lust.

 

Jim abruptly came around the side of the bed and pushed me back against David with his mouth locked on my right nipple, biting, sucking and squeezing. David managed to unlatch him from me and asked him, what the fuck he was doing. I still sat there a bit stunned while they whispered loudly to each other in angry voices. David turned me and asked me if I would let Jim fuck me… I looked over at Jim’s pleading eyes and then down to his bulging zipper and nodded smiling at him.

 

David walked up to me and pushed his hard cock against me and told me to feel what I did to him. The two of them peeled the rest of my clothing off so I was standing in front of him naked. David kissed me and then pushed me towards the floor to my knees. He sat down on the bed, opening his pants as he leaned back and told me to suck his cock while Jim fucked me. He grabbed my hips and penetrated me with his enormous cock while David impaled my mouth with his rock hard shaft.

 

All the commotion brought Sam running into the room… He was feeling left out, apparently, so he grabbed a hold of my tits pinched my nipples squeezing and tugging on them with one hand as the other hand focused on my clitoris… Jim suddenly grabbed the back of my head pulling me off of his cock and turning me around so he could ram his cock down my throat, feeding me his cum. At the same time Sam lifted me to my feet and throttled his cock into my cunt while Jim held my face over his spasming shaft… David stood up and pushed Jim aside so he too could squirt his load in my mouth… Sam was the last one to make me taste his sticky juice, grabbing me by my long, chestnut hair, turning my trembling mouth towards the head of his shaft. He let loose his white goo all over my face before he could poke it into my mouth.

 

We all collapsed onto David’s bed, me naked in between them… That was first time I was with all three of them at once but not the last…

 

It’s moments like this when I masturbating so hard remembering the things that I’ve done. Holding back not having an orgasm until I finish writing… I’m going to lay down on my bed and cum a few times now… Wow… Call me can get really kinky!

I think I know why I like to get spanked. I like that form of punishment, my preference is, with a nice wide leather belt on bare naked ass. I never got spanked, ever… When I was young, for any reason no matter what I did… I think it was because I would have to go to “Uncle” Dave’s every other weekend and six weeks every summer since I was five years old until I was eighteen… I sometimes thought they gave birth to me, to be given to him… I remember the first time they left me at his door… I was crying and scared and my mother didn’t pack any of my panties for a three day weekend… That is when it started… he had been my baby sitter since my birth but never at his house before. That was when it became his and my secret that it was okay to run around his house with no panties on… I also believe that she didn’t pack my panties because they knew what he did to me… and what happened when I was with him on those weekends and during those summer weeks that he took care of me.

I took everything I have done in this life and agreed that everything that has happened in my life happened for a reason… I like talking about my childhood because I find it interesting that I was punished with sex as a child. I was NEVER spanked nor did I have any typical correction from my parents… I began to realize that the naughtier I was, a couple of days before I would be sent to “Uncle Dave’s” the more severe my punishment would be. I would receive most of my discipline from him but every punishment was sexual in nature… I was conditioned to enjoy it… Now, as an adult, I find myself craving it. I will throw myself unconsciously into a situation where forced sex is an inevitable and preferred outcome… I realized that I will get myself into a predicament, usually after I have done something like… being late for an appointment or anything that I disapprove of… I must knowingly want to get punished.

I do believe that I go places scantily clad on purpose, after I’d done something that I am upset with myself about. Even though, I do this without even realizing it… And then when I have gotten myself into a situation where a man fucks me, usually hard and fierce, I will then later desire a spanking. You may find this strange because even I find this bit odd… I believe, though that I crave the spanking because I feel shame for having sex with a stranger.

I have a friend that will come over when I call him just to give me a spanking. I let him decide what kind of spanking I deserve, after I tell him what I did. Sometimes it will be with a paddle… Sometimes it will be with a riding crop… Sometimes it will be with a belt, my preferred method. Usually when he comes he will be here for an hour or two. He will spanked me and then pause, sit down, have a coffee or a drink, while I wait kneeling on the bench. He will then continue whipping me while telling me what I had done and why it was so bad and why I deserve this spanking. When he leaves my ass is nearly raw. This somehow makes me feel better, until next time I do something naughty.