New Secrets Thread

My relationship is open, and there's so much stuff we get to do that we don't get to share much. I got drunk and sucked my roomie's dick p recently, and was cuddling and napping with some of my best guy friends super often, but they got gfs and now they can't. Couple of my gf's best friends are together and they dom her and fuck her as a couple, and I'm going to visit soon and most likely have a foursome with them, couple domming couple. I can't waittt. I wanna get held down by his gf while he fucks mine.

I didn't know if it was the new routine with my best friend, or just the closeness with someone, or what. But I was pretty happy all in all. I liked spending time with my uncle and May especially. We'd play in the water still, naked still. We still kissed a lot for him, and he started to make us hug more during. He'd tell us where to put our hands and where to kiss in turns. I suppose technically this is when I got to second base. He didn't have his camcorder for a while. I know now it's cause he was trying to 'direct' us first, so we'd do it 'right' later.
>About a week later.
>I was looking forward to May and playing in the pool.
>... And a little forward to kissing her more.
>She spend a little time over the past few days teaching me how to kiss better.
>I'd like to think I'd gotten pretty good.
>She'd giggle sometimes when I kissed her neck and stomach. I liked that.
>It tickled when she kissed my stomach, I didn't like that as much.
>This time, when I came over, we didn't get the pool out at all.
>She was wearing a yellow dress, it went a little past her knees, and pink striped socks. She had a matching hairband.
>She was much more put together than my already dirty denim shorts and neon green t-shirt.
>her dad said that we were going to do something special today.
>we were so cute, he wanted something for us to remember this forever.
>this time he brought out the camera while we were fully dressed.
>He told May that she should what he told her before.
>She nodded and tried to smile at me.
>She told me, "You love me, don't you?"
>She was one of five people in my entire world. All of them family. Of course I love her.
>I nod and smile a stupid dopey fucking smile.
>"I love you too."
>She gives me a great big hug.
>She 'whispers' in my ear, not really a whisper, "Do you wanna be my boyfriend?"
>dafuq is boyfriend? My smile fades to just stupid and dopey.
>She's pretty quick to gloss over my lack of comprehension.
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Yeah just end your live pedo cunt.

>"When a boy and girl love each other, they can be boyfriend and girlfriend."
>"It means we can hold hands, and kiss, and stuff."
>"Do you want to kiss me?"
>I nod, my stupid dopey nod.
>Already old hat at this, with my almost a month of practice. I go in.
>She tilts her head in the way we've been practicing and I kiss her lips.
>She lets out a little sigh she's never done before and I back away.
>She doesn't miss a beat.
>"We can do more, now that you're my boyfriend."
>I'm still dumb and just kinda... there. Like a willing prop to an improv show that went horribly not funny.
>She kneels down on the floor and tells me to come down there too.
>On the ground now, she takes my hand in hers, and pulls it up to her face.
>She leans into it, and pulls it down slowly along her neck, and her chest.
>she stops on her non-existant breast, and she leans forward.
>I don't know much at this point, but the lean in is definitely more kissing.
>We start kissing with our hands on her chest, and she lets go of mine before reaching for the bottom of my shirt.
>I don't even notice her pulling it up until she breaks the kiss.
>I passively lift my arms and it pops off over my head.
>She says, "now me."
>I pull the bottom of her dress up, like she did my shirt. It wasn't as clingy as mine so it just sort of floats away.
>She's in front of me, in little white panties, and her white and pink socks.
>she smiles at me and we kiss again.
>she takes my hands, like before.
>she takes the lead, like before.
>we kiss, in turns down each others body, like before.
>this time, she doesn't kiss my belly. But she licks it.
>sonnofa bitch that tickles. I giggle.
>Clearly that's how we play then. And I lick her stomach just the same.
>She laughs, and i don't even notice that she let my hands go.
>Without the prompt of her hand holding, I just kind of keep kissing her, with a lick sometimes.
>She tells me that it feels good. And she wants me to keep kissing her like that.
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>Every few moments she's shifting a little further and further away.
>I scoot forward a little, but I don't keep up. Eventually i've got my nose to her belly button.
>She asks me to help pull of her panties.
>we've undressed each other before, usually her undressing me first, but this time it was her in socks, and me in shorts...
>She's laying naked in front of me. Spread just wide enough for a five year old boy to be kneeling between her legs.
>She asks me to keep kissing down. So i do.
>I kiss her just like we've been kissing for weeks.
>Kneeling now between her legs I kiss her smooth, bald little crease.
It's... Hard to describe between what it looked like then and what I remember now. But it wasn't like eating her out would be later. I really can't describe it as a vagina, just... It wasn't.
>she let out a second weird little sigh.
>I keep kissing, and she touches my face.
>I keep kissing, and she tells me to kiss her again.
>I keep kissing, and she tells me she loves me.
I can't tell you how long it felt, but I can tell you it was exactly 270 seconds that I kept kissing her non-pussy before she started to shake her hips.
>She pressed herself into my mouth and held my head in place.
>she arched her back and sank down.
>and then she pushed me away, and asked if I love her too.
>"I love you, May"
>she leaned in and kissed me.
>it never occurred to me at the time that this is the first time we've been together without her looking at her dad even once.
A little bit older me looked back at this and thought, "son of a bitch, that was her first orgasm."
It wasn't her first orgasm. ... But maybe i'll get into that later.
>the moment was over when she stood up.
>She didn't say anything, but she wasn't that physical anymore.
>Unlike before, this time when the camera is off, she doesn't take me, she just goes on her own.
>I'm sitting in my jean shorts. My face still a little wet, mostly with my own saliva.
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I'm white, and so is my wife, she has rape fantasies and asks me to pretend to be Hispanic. People get off on taboo stuff.

When I was 16-23 I worked as a high class escort outside of school/work. I had probably around 100 clients, all of whom I either had sex with or did something sexual with (both ordinary stuff like blowjobs and handjobs, or weird stuff like BDSM or smoked a cigarette while doing a strip tease).
I made around 400 grand, but that includes tips, gifts, plane tickets, expensive meals, etc. Almost all of it has been spent or squandered by now, but I used it to pay off college, rent, and pay off my car.

No one in my life knows. Not my boyfriend or my family or my friends.

>My uncle takes his camera and puts it on a shelf.
>He takes the tape out and takes it out of the living room.
>I hear him walk down the stairs before I stand up.
>I'm still unsure what to do or where to go.
>I stand up, and start walking to May's room.
>her door is shut, but it doesn't lock.
>I push it open a little and say her name.
>She's still in just her socks, fiddling with a small plastic toy.
>She's sitting, leaning against her bed not really responding.
>I ask her if she's my girlfriend.
>She looks up at me and just kind of shrugs. "i dunno."
>She asks if I liked what we did. "that" she calls it.
>I just kinda shrug and say, "i dunno."
We waited a few minutes for no particular reason, then we spend the rest of the day watching tv.
After that day we'd still play naked in the water, but sometimes her dad would tell us to do things, like kiss or hug, and it was pretty routine. Well the 'new' routine. And she'd talk to me more when we were alone.
About half way through the summer we were in the living room without any of the toys around again. This was the third time, where the second was a lot like the first.
>I was wearing a tiny stripped polo, and denim pants. My feet already bare since I refused to put socks on that morning.
>She was wearing that same yellow dress that went a little past her knees. She was barefoot too, and she had a bright pink hairband.
>We stood in front of each other, and waited until her dad said so before we started talking.
>She took my hands before even saying a word.
>She told me she loved my kisses. That she likes it when I kiss her 'down there'.
>This time, she lifts her dress up. She's straight not wearing panties.
>This time, we don't undress, or kiss or lead up to anything.
>She leads me to the sofa and sits down.
>She spins a little and spreads her legs.
>She lays down on the sofa with her dress up past her waist
>"Please kiss me here." she says as she points to between her legs.
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>I kneel on the other side of the couch and start kissing.
>I spend the next few minutes mashing my mouth to her crotch.
>my face feels wet, and i didn't do anything different, but this time it's definitely not my saliva.
>She's sounds different. She's panting. It's not like before. She tastes differnetly too.
>I notice, but it's still just kissing my girlfriend like she told me before.
>I don't notice her father is three feet from me, too damned close.
>His camcorder zoomed in on my wet face and her glistening puffy mound.
>I kiss her for a bit like this, before she pushes me back.
>She says she loves me. And she wants to give me kisses now.
>She leans in to kiss my lips and whispers in my ear that i have to undress now.
>She steps away, and I'm left sitting on the sofa alone with her dad staring at me.
>I'm suddenly very aware of him watching me. And I'm pretty uncomfortable.
>She says "It will be just like when you kiss me. It will be nice, i promise"
>I slowly start taking off my clothes. Struggling to free myself from a buttoned collar.
>I manage, but it's not graceful. My clumbsy fingers fiddled with that button for an eterntiy.
>I'm sitting naked in front of May, who's still wearing her dress, and her father, who's also dressed entirely.
>She's absent mindedly touching herself through her dress.
It wasn't on camera, but I'll never forget her standing there with that wet spot forming as she rubs herself. It's burnt into memory.
>He pushes her forward and she steps up to me.
>She starts with kissing my lips again. That part was familiar.
>She moves down my chest. Quickly though, not like the playful kisses of before.
These are almost like she just wanted to hurry. Like when you're told to do something and you want to get back to something else.
>she kisses my stomach, and I giggle.
>Then she kisses my lap. And her face is right next to my tiny little pud.
>Her breath is warm, and i feel a little cold.
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