Pozguyinchi

Yes my last three way went sort of the same. The top has a big dick and pounded me relentlessly while telling his husband how great I was. I tried to give the other attention but he ended up leaving room so his man could have me all to himself. I was never invited back either.

I think most of us bottom whores can understand what you are saying. We have all been put into situations where we thought….. how did I let myself get to this place. My last situation was with two very burnt out looking poz guys in Hawaii. They had been partying all night and both had to use trimax to stay hard. They both bred me and I got an uneasy feeling and decided to bolt. I have learned that you need to go with your gut. If it doesn’t feel right change your situation. Most bottoms are pleasers by nature so they put the top first. It’s ok to put your feelings first. There will be other tops and he will find another bottom. Life will move on.

I have to agree with the bottoms that say you are not giving your best. In most situations where I am spit roasted it is with couples. I have found that most couple really enjoy seeing their partner get serviced. I like to make eye contact with the other partner to make them part of it without them having to be inside of me. I think spit roasting is a fantasy men have built up in their mind to be this great experience that it isn’t. Like double penetration or pulling out. Lol

It is just natural for me. I don’t know anything different. It’s how I have sex. Feeling a man release in me is perfection.

Many many bottoms want to take loads but not become poz.

In my experience I almost always use poppers. I don’t know of any bottoms that don’t. I do know some tops that are not into them. It would depend on the situation if I didn’t. But in most instances it’s better for all that I do.

Here is a sort of funny story… when I was 20 I started on my journey of being a cum slut. Up until that time I was really with one man. After chasing and ultimately becoming hiv positive I let my mom(a nurse) know my status. She was cool with it but concerned as expected. After my diagnosis I threw caution to the wind and took any and all dick that was offered. In the first year I had 4 Sti’s. After the first one my mom asked if I knew who gave it to me. I said I think so. Of course I didn’t . I just wanted her to think I was selective. When I got the second one she asked again if I knew where I got it. I said maybe. After the third she said I should stop playing with the person that gave me the sti. I said I don’t know who gave it to me. I told her that I was ass up in a sling at steamworks and random men take turns breeding me. She said oh and walked away. Moral of the story is don’t ask questions if you are not prepared for the answer.

I don’t remember the last time I knew the man that bred me.

Yes it did. I didn’t realize until I left how dependent on each other we were.

Yea I am. He is my Dad.

I go to the gym every day. I always have.

Great story!

Not a porn fan but I would love to play with him. Yummm

I feel full. Not in a bad way. Your pussy will get real sloppy. My favorite part is feltching it out after. It can take awhile for it all to come out. It smalls like rotting fish though. I actually like the smell now.

I didn’t see it that way. He had a problem. We are now in a good place.

Yes we talk all the time. Our relationship is no longer sexual though.

I was around 22? I was in a relationship with my gifter and love of my life. He started getting into some dark stuff. He would share me at first…then he would whore me out. After a while I was getting bred daily by random men. Eventually I discovered he was using me to get drugs. I had been used by hundreds of men by then.

It could be?

My first experience was with my step dad. I am the youngest of 4. My real dad died when I was a baby so when my mom met and married my step dad I had really never had a father until then. When I was 9 my mom separated and then divorced my step dad. The house was really turbulent at that time. My siblings were in high school and a handful for my mom. My step dad got a job in another state and through a series of events I was asked if I wanted to go and live with him for a while. I jumped at the chance given the chaotic state of our house at that time. He is a very warm and sweet man so I loved him early on. We ended up moving into a one bedroom apartment because he didn’t know how long I was going to stay. At first he was staying on a pull out couch the was not very comfortable. I was 9 sleeping in a queen bed so it made sense to sleep together. I now know as an adult that I was infatuated with him. He is 6’3” has always had an incredible body and carried his masculinity well. He is a back sleeper and I am a side sleeper so I would spend my mornings just watching his large masculine body sleep next to me. I was young and didn’t know anything about sex but I knew I wanted to lay next to him. He wore only boxers to bed so occasionally I would get a glimpse of his massive cock when it would fall out under his shorts or through the hole in front. The first time I touched it was by accident. Maybe it wasn’t an accident but I tell myself that. I woke up to it in my hand. I must have grabbed it in my sleep. I couldn’t let go. I loved feeling it in my hand. I looked over at my dad and he had his eyes open and was just staring at the ceiling. When he knew I was awake he looked over and connected eyes with me. I was shocked and scared. He just said….it’s ok. I didn’t let go. After that I found myself holding onto it more and more. He never pulled away or said stop. Sometimes he would get hard and I was in awe of its size and girth. He is 9.5 thick. I would just hold it and rub it. Not knowing what I was doing to him as a man. The first time he came from me touching him was shocking but I was so happy to make him happy. I had never seen cum so he had to explain what it was. I was not afraid of it at all and wanted it to happen again and again. Naturally our relationship evolved to me sucking his cock. The best I could. I loved it. When he would cum I would love it. I started to taste it and then of course eat it. We played like that for a few years until I was 13. I started to feel my body and needs change. I wanted to cuddle more and feel his body on me. We would spoon and of course I was always the little spoon. I still am at 5’5” as an adult. By then we were sleeping naked and I really liked it. He would rub his cock on my back and instinctively I knew I wanted something more. It slowly evolved to him sliding between my cheeks and rubbing until he came. I loved the feeling. Around my 13th birthday I started to get more aggressive and would grab his cock and point it at my hole when he came. I liked the warmth of his cum on my hole. Soon after I started to rub the head of his cock on my hole. Sometimes it would start to stretch my hole and I would feel him start to penetrate me. His size is so big I didn’t think it would ever fit in me. Over months we continued to play like that until he was getting more of himself inside of me. Eventually he was able to fully fit inside of me with ease. By this time puberty was really kicking in and I was aching to get bred nightly. I was also cumming hands free sometimes and loves the orgasms. This relationship evolved as i developed to become traditional. He would joke how he could not keep up with my need and would beg to take a night off. I would always find a way to have sex with him though. This went on until I went to college out of state. We are still very close but no longer have a sexual relationship. I have zero regrets.

I like good morning piss.

I started my first long term relationship with me chasing. I wanted to be poz and my to be bf was my gifter. Once I converted I was so in love with my man that I did whatever he wanted. First it was fulfilling whatever his needs were sexually. It pleases me to please him. It morphed into me pleasing other men for him and ultimately me being whored out at his request. I was around 22 and was told to go to an address by my boyfriend one day. When I arrived there were three men that used me over and over until they were spent. When was leaving they told me that I was to tell my bf that he was paid up…for now. I knew at that moment I was a sub poz whore.

The first cock that took my virginity was white. The first cock that took my neg virginity was black. Both close to the same size. The white cock is 9” the black cock is 10”. I think I lean towards black cock. I find black men to be more driven in what they want and need from their bottom. I feel that I am more a traditionalist in my views of a bottoms role and black men seem to be more in line with that as well.

On average a couple of times a year. I am trying to get more regulars so I can control that better. As a total bottom you are a human waste can for men to put their tainted seed into. It’s unavoidable. I have been hiv positive since I was 19. I got my second sti the same year. And every year since. Sometimes three times a year. Unfortunately I can’t prevent them. Just take care of them and move on.

We have all been there. I don’t understand men who act like that. Every male knows that monogamy is for women. Men have an instinctive need to spread their seed. For them to judge or put down someone that is doing their instinctive need to serve is wrong on so many levels. Don’t let it take away from what you know is your purpose. I also have a feeling they are probably the first ones in line for free pussy.

I totally agree. Most times it’s clears within a week and you are back on the pole. Lol. I used to think especially after a gang bang that I had it but it’s isually just soreness from getting worked.