Search the Community
Showing results for tags 'hooded'.
Found 6 results
-
I am one satisfied sub. Last night I got to live out one of my hottest fantasies with a regular who has been craving my cunt again for months. A total anon sensory deprivation fuck and fist. This is a top who has fucked me countless times over the years but I've always been blindfolded or hooded and ass up on the bed so I have no idea of his age, ethnicity, or what he looks like, but he has a big dick (like 8" by the feel of it). As some background I've been training for Locktober so I've had my dick locked for nearly a week now, with a routine of poppers and hypno training, and heavy toy play and anal stretching every night, then sleeping in chastity, then stretching my cunt again in the morning, making sure I can take my widest toy before I start my day, keeping a plug in my hole for a few hours afterwards to stop it closing. Yesterday this guy said he really needed to unload after 5 days without cumming, so I told him my hole was his if he needed it even though it was super loose and sore from all the training. My condition was that he help me with a fantasy of mine, I wanted to be totally at his mercy and sensory deprived. So he would let himself in and I'd be ass up on the bed waiting, ballgag in my mouth, earbuds in blasting hypno slavetraining, blindfold over eyes, hood over face. At the side there would be a vat of fisting lube, toys of ascending size from human size dildos to huge cunt wreckers, poppers, and the key to my chastity cage. I had my strongest poppers in my hand and he was instructed to tap me on the shoulder when he wanted me to start hitting and tap me again when I was allowed to stop. This session was incredible and I'm still recovering. My hole feels so wrecked, sore, and satisfied. It went exactly how I wanted it to with my first indication that he was there in the room being his hands around my waist, then his tongue in my hole, searching for the load that some nearby twink had shot up there a bit earlier. Then it was just a free for all with me having to guess from the feeling what was being done to my hole. Sometimes it was just his big cock, then some exploratory fingers, then a big buttplug, then his cock alongside the buttplug (such a stretch!). I think he came at this point as I felt some additional warmth in my guts with any moans from him drowned out by the voices in my earbuds reminding me what an obedient and worthless f*ggot I was. Then the fisting started with me feeling the cold lube against my hole and the fingers working their way into me. He was really coy at first, hanging around on the fourth finger like it was gonna be too much so I starting backing up on his hand, indicating that I was okay with more. Then almost too easily his whole fist slid into me, I could feel it inside me and took so much pride in the fact it felt so good and wasn't a struggle, from then he just went to town, punching his fist into me and speeding up or slowing down depending on my muffled moans behind the ballgag, the sensation was so good. Then his hand pulled out and I kinda panicked that it was over, until I felt fingers from both hands reaching into me, pulling my hole open and him trying to get doubles. He didn't but it was so fucking close, I was totally huffed up on poppers by this point but it felt as though he had one fist and all but the knuckle of the other hand in. We must have stayed like this for a while as the stretch and feeling was incredible. After this he got back to some toys but I couldn't tell you which ones, I think he tried to jerk off a smallish dildo inside of me which was kinda hot. Then he moved onto depth training, his fist was back in me but I could feel it feeling around, searching for my second ring, getting its fingers in there and pushing through, it felt so good as he must have been elbow deep. This felt kinda weird though, like hot but awkward with no real sparks of pleasure, until he started pulling out slowly, his seemingly hairy arm brushing against my prostate and sending me into overdrive. I could feel the precum leaking out of my locked nub and making my jockstrap wet. He kept doing this depth training for a while and it was so good and so satisfying. After that he wanted a big finish though, so I felt him fumbling with my groin after pulling his fist out, checking my chastity cage and then unlocking it (which is a weird sensation when you can't see). He then proceeded to sit me upright on my knees slide his fist back into my now very stretched and accommodating ass, and then jerk me off as he was punching me. I honestly tried to resist as the pleasure was too intense but there was nothing I could do, I was shifting around trying to get free of his hands and he kept pounding my pussy and jerking my cock until I could feel the orgasm coming. I have no idea how much I must have shot but (and I don't know if he intended this to be cruel or just doesn't know enough) as soon as the orgasm was there and I could feel myself cumming, he let go and stopped, so it kinda felt like a ruined orgasm. He kept his fist in me for a while longer and then slowly pulled out and it was so painful because of how much my cunt had tightened round his wrist during orgasm. After that there was a quiet moment and the feeling of movement, then I felt three taps on my shoulder meaning he was done and leaving. I waited another minute or two and then took off my gear and collapsed in a very satisfied heap on the bed, the sheets were kinda soaked with a mix of lube and cum as it must have leaked out while getting fisted. It was so fucking incredible and all I want is to have that again. Maybe with more than one guy this time.
-
On Mon Nov 14, 2022 planning to get a room during monthly cumunion event at Steamworks and make both holes available to willing tops for creaming. Will wear a hood with mouth opening only, at least at the beginning. Hood covers my eyes fully, so first few loads will be anonymous. Not a regular cumdump, so not sure how many loads I can take in my manpussy, but will gladly swallow as many as are offered. Any loads that are provided will be considered a birthday gift and highly appreciated.
-
Will have 3 blindfolded/hooded bottom pigs to fill up with your poz cum and piss. They will not be allowed or able to see who you are. They will be holes for your use and pleasure. Top / Vers poz men come and use pigs and go. Action will be in a hotel room. -
Sub bottom headed to the area looking to see what I can get into, would like to find someone to show me the area
-
I took a nap, didn't eat, cleaned up good and was ready when the pig pen was supposed to be open. I walked over, barefooted about 5 after, the door was locked. I decided to walk into the maze for a few minutes and found it as crowded as I've seen it. Just inside the door I heard moans from the back. Walking forward there are 6 glory hole booths on the left, 5 of the 6 doors were closed indicating guys were in them either servicing or being serviced. The moans weren't coming from there but deeper on the ground floor. I walked to the right, where the open room is with the wooden box/bed. There was a guy on his back, his legs held back as another guy was slowly fucking him. The moans were from the bottom. The top would fuck him 10 to 15 hard strokes, then slow and tease his hole with the tip of his cock. There were several guys watching, most of them stroking. I watched for a bit, one of the onlookers had started rubbing his dick on the bottom's leg. The top pulled out and stepped back, making room for him. The onlooker immediately shoved his cock in the bottom, who groaned loudly. The onlooker quickly set a rhythm, a good steady fucking and after a minute or two, he grunted, froze and it was obvious he was cumming in the bottom. The bottom moaned soft and guttural when he realized he was being filled. As the onlooker stepped back and the original top started fucking the bottom again, I moved on. Up the stairs, the video room had half a dozen guys sitting, stroking, watching the porn but no interaction. I wasn't interested. I walked towards the back of the 2nd floor where the jail cells and more glory hole booths are. Of 6 more gloryhole doors, 4 were shut, more guys either servicing or being serviced. I walked around the corner and while one jail cell was empty, the other had 4 guys, one bent over holding onto the bars, another was fucking him and the other two were stroking. In the few seconds I watched, the guy fucking the bottom came, stepped back, and one of the other two guys took his place fucking the bent over bottom. Extremely turned on from the action, I returned back to the Pig Pen. There is a small foyer just inside the door where the lockers are. You're required to strip to your underwear before entering the second door. The dungeon master is sitting at the second door and explains the rules to first timers. I stripped completely, pulled the hood that was in my jeans pocket out and fisted it. The dungeon master remembered me from Friday night. He had me stop and told the guy he was talking to that he had never seen me without my jockstrap on until last night and held out my dick for his friend to see. He remarked that I had a fantastic cock and he never would have guessed from the times he'd seen me there until Friday night. I walked into the play area. To the right are the 3 slings, some glory hole booths, a semi private room and bathroom, to the left is a large open play space with St. Andrews cross, spanking bench, cage, 2 rooms with private slings and another bathroom. I had been in the maze longer than I thought and there were already 18-20 guys milling around, nothing had started yet. Since I'd gotten over being nervous many visits ago, I went to the sling room. The way it is setup is there is a short hallway leading to the open sling room. When walking down the hallway, you can already see the sling on the left and as you walk through the hallway, the other two slings come into view. I prefer the sling on the left because anyone looking down the hallway can see it and hopefully be enticed into coming further. No one was in any of the slings yet. 5 or so guys were in the entrance to the sling area, like predators waiting for prey. I nodded at them, walked past, and eased myself into the left sling. There are stirrups for your ankles that most guys put on the inside of the supporting chains for comfort. I always put the stirrups on the outside of the chains to keep my legs spread wider. I positioned myself just right, put one ankle, then the other into the stirrup on the outside of the chains. My ass felt spread wide, exposed, vulnerable, just the way I wanted it. As the finishing touch, I unfolded the hood from my fist, found the front, and pulled it in place. Sling room description: There is a TV mounted from the ceiling playing gay porn. There is a table by the slings with lube, a couple of rolls of paper towels, and condoms. The lighting is not as dim as the maze, it's easy to see, except with the hood I was completely blinded. The moment the hood slid on, my other senses were electric. I relaxed. I put my arms behind my head in interlocked my fingers. The entry to the sling room is a U shaped, the hallway shows the sling room, but there are bars separating it, you have to walk to the right, then through the opening into it. I describe this in detail because with the hood on, I can see nothing but a glow from the television. The catch is that people walking to the right to enter the sling room, block the glow for a moment, then if they come to my sling it is blocked again for a moment. This makes it impossible to tell if anyone is walking near the sling room, or actually in it. Blinded, my ears come alive. I didn't notice the soft voices before but I can hear them now. Several conversations, talking about the cookout, the pool party, life, how horny they are. It's like I can almost keep up with multiple conversations at the same time, and time is the real variable here. I listen, I'm alone, naked, spread, inviting, hooded, a faceless stranger with a shaved clean hole. I can't tell if it's been 3 minutes or 20 minutes. I've seen the glow from the TV interrupted several times so I know guys are moving around. The sound from the Television isn't loud, but just loud enough to mask any footsteps. I hear the chains shifting to my left and know someone else is getting into a sling. Then I realized the sound of chains are doubled, guys are in both other slings now. Immediately, I hear grunts and groans. From the faint volume I guess the aren't the sling next to me but from the far one against the wall. As I hear the rhythmic clanking of the chains that indicate someone is being fucked, I think that to happen so soon after he got in, he must have been followed in. Like a couple that wanted to fuck while others were watching. I screwed up. While I was concentrating on the sounds and figuring out the scene unfolding to my left, I felt my sling move but didn't realize it was because someone had grabbed one of the chains. My chest feels a hand on it; at the same time, I feel a cock rub against my lubed hole. The guy is steadying the sling with one hand and rubbing his dick on my ass with the other. Initially, he's soft, but that changes quickly. I can feel him get stiffer and harder in just a few seconds. He stops running his cock head around my hole, steadies me with the one hand, centers on my exposed hole and pushes forward. Nothing happens for a second but pressure, then I relax the tension from the surprise just as he pushes again, and 3 or 4 inches of a pretty thick cock invade me. I feel the familiar burn because it's been a while since I was fucked. I will myself to keep relaxed and push out slightly as he withdraws and pushes in again. In two strokes, he's balls deep in me, and he's not long but pretty thick. He pauses for a brief moment and starts pushing and pulling on the chains, sliding my tight hole up and down on his shaft. I hear a noise and realize it's me, groaning loudly and then notice my hands are going numb. I had instinctively gripped harder when he first touched me and my hands were letting me know I needed to loosen my own grip. He has already got a steady tempo fucking me, but as I relaxed my hands and my hole loosened up, he started fucking me harder. I was lost in the sensation. He was hitting my prostate. People were watching. I was being fucked wide and deep by a guy I couldn't see. And while thinking of this all of my thoughts kept getting jumbled up by the thick cock that was pounding in my guts. As quickly as I could, I centered myself on his dick. His steady rhythm helped and I started tightening up my hole on every outstroke. He noticed the difference because he sighed and didn't change pace, but began fucking me harder. I knew that by pulling my legs back, the sling would tilt up towards him so I began pulling them back with his timing, and kept clenching my hole down on every outward stroke. I imagined that this should feel like a fist gripping his shaft. I heard his breathing change, subtly at first, then more noticeable. He was grunting, sighing, his air intake getting more ragged. I kept clenching my hole, trying to clench harder though the way he was stretching my hole I wasn't sure I could keep it up. I pulled my legs harder, forcing my ass against him and taking every inch he had. It worked. "FUCK." he hissed and I felt his dick jerk as he emptied into me. He slowed but didn't stop fucking me but it felt different. There was suddenly no friction and I knew from experience that his cum was acting as lubricant. He stilled, shuddered a couple of times, making sure his balls were completely empty, slapped my chest twice, thanked me, pulled out leaving me panting heavy, trying to tighten my expanded hole to keep his load from leaking out.- 4 replies
-
- 14
-
-
-
- anonymous
- blindfolded
- (and 3 more)
-
I'm visiting Augusta GA this weekend, Saturday December 13. I'll be in a motel with outside entrance, no lobby to walk through and am looking to be bred.
.jpg.03092473ffdf0218d79d9ead8f5844a3.jpg)
