When it comes to vices sex is mine. Drinking is fun; drugs are cool; gambling just gives me anxiety and is like throwing money in the garbage. But sex, is pleasurable (obviously) and makes me feel powerful. I take great pleasure in making a man cum. I know what it feels like when I cum and I enjoy being the reason for someone elseās ecstasy. In my mind, the moment he reaches climax, I feel there is no other place in the world he would rather be. I feel desirable. I sometimes use sex to make me feel better when Iām feeling sad or depressed. When Iām happy I use sex as a celebration. Sex is great for every occasion in my book.
I donāt just enjoy sex I lust for it. I feel thereās a combination of factors that contribute to this. First thereās the dopamine rush. Neurotransmitters rewarded me with the warm and fuzzies every time I throw that ass back. Then thereās the power complex I mentioned before. Thereās also my yearning for intimacy; sometimes I just need a cuddle. Iām aware that I sometimes use sex to simulate a relationship. Just for one night heās mine and I am his. Then when you add the fact that thereās free porn all over the internet and Iām pretty sure I have a partly addictive personality. How can I not be āLusty Loosey?ā
I do feel that Iām inherently hyper sexual. I mean I am West Indian/Latino. My dad was a player. He has five kids with four baby mamas. He even had two women pregnant at the same time; hence me and one of my sisters are four months apart. Iām sure there are a few other reasons for my hyper sexuality, but I have yet to uncover them. Some are quick to label me a hoe or a slut, but I honestly donāt view promiscuity as a bad thing. I enjoy most hookups that I partake in. Thereās a certain excitement when you meet someone new. You can try new things or perform old tricks on a new dog. I think itās unfair when there are double standards based on oneās sexual position or gender. Besides, part of the reason Iām able to have so much sex is because Iām good at it ā And practice makes perfect.
I usually bottom when I have sex. Iāve topped before and even fucked a couple girls in my adolescence, that was fun. But thereās something about being the receptive partner in butt sex that just drives me wild. I think somewhere in my mid-twenties I decided I wanted to be a power bottom. I constantly pushed past my limits to become the best power bottom I could be. I would try my hardest not to jack myself off during sex. Part of the reason I got into jock straps is because they would partially contain my erection so I could focus on my hole. I ended up meeting a string of tops who were long winded and/or hung. I gladly took all the abuse. It wasnāt always easy but I powered through, like power bottoms do. I now crave hard dick deep inside me. I enjoy having my hole stretched. I appreciate a top who understands human anatomy; and has the stroke and/or girth to stimulate my prostate. The anal orgasm is real people! I feel confident in saying Iām on the verge of reaching optimum power bottom status. With my newly developed handle on my sexuality Iāve noticed Iām entering a new exploratory phase.
I think the first fetish I developed was for cum. In my early twenties, whenever a guy would cum in me I thought it meant something special. I felt like he trusted me and therefore I could trust him. I was special to him ā Talk about young, dumb, and full of cum. Now Iām a little wiser but getting my hole flooded still makes me feel good. I always swallow when giving head. Iāve even had anal orgasms when a guy starts cumming in me ā those are intense. Seeing cum or talking about it turns me on. My cum fetish is a big reason why sex is so enjoyable for me. I think it took me awhile to realize it was fetish because cum is such an integral part of sex period. I also developed a fetish for piss. Water Sports is something Iāve dabbled in only a few times. Until very recently it wasnāt even something that was on the table for me, as far as everyday sex goes. I blame the internet for this fetish, but Iām excited to explore it. It seems like my obsession with dick is carrying over into the two substances that come out of it. My first piss play experience is probably still the wildest thing Iāve done to date.
My first piss play experience was with an escort that lived in Bed-Stuy (Iāll call him Joe). Joe and I met on the pretense that we would be hooking up, but then he had a john come over. He asked me to stick around so I watched tv on the couch, smoking a cigarette. I got up at some point and peaked through the crack in the bedroom door to watch as Joe effortlessly stroked the john doggy style. (I guess we can add voyeur to my list of fetishes as well.) Joe and I didnāt have sex that day. Soon after the John left he got another call that would take him into the city. I was happy just to get a glimpse into his world, it intrigued me.
Joe was very persistent in pursuing me. I was flattered because I knew so many people paid to have sex with him. He wanted a chance to leave me gutted and flooded. A few months after our initial meeting I was back in Bed-Stuy. I had spent the night getting my hole stretched and filled by this older Jamaican guy I was fond of. I love daddies. His real selling point was that he had a thick uncut 10-inch penis. I woke up the following morning still feeling insatiable. Joe saw I was in the area and hit me up on Jackād. We tried to coordinate a meet up time; it kept changing because in addition to escorting Joe was also a drug dealer, and he had to make a few deliveries. Finally, we agreed on a time and I made my way over to his place
When I arrived at Joeās apartment he took me into the second room. It seemed like he used this room for storage. There was no bed. He laid a comforter down on the carpeted floor. We sat and chit chatted as he rolled a joint. We smoked a little bit then he got up, stood against the wall and commanded me to suck his dick. I got right on it, taking his semi-hard dick all the way into my throat. I nursed his member until it swelled filling my gullet. He looked down at me approvingly and said, āGood boy, Iām gonna sit in your pussy.ā Joe was about 5ā10ā with smooth dark chocolate skin. He was around my age. When we first met he had a thick athletic build, he gained a few pounds since then. I didnāt mind, a little belly was cute on him. He also had a thick 10-inch dick. He knew why I was in Brooklyn and what I had been up to the night before. He told me, āIām gonna fuck you better than that old man!ā He did not disappoint. Youth was on his side. He put me in all kinds of positions; his favorite was me face down ass up, as he mounted me and rode me, like a jockey on a thoroughbred. This is what he meant by āsitting in my pussy.ā
I saw why people paid him for sex, he was a pro. He kept talking shit about how his dick was better than the old man I was fucking. I didnāt argue I was too busy cumming repeatedly from my boi-pussy. After about an hour of hot sweaty raw fucking he announced he was about to nut. He had me on my back with one leg on his shoulder and the other wrapped around his waist. He emptied the contents of his scrotum into my rectum. He collapsed on top of me exhausted. I was still feeling insatiable. I hadnāt cum from my dick yet, I wanted more. I wrapped both legs tightly around his waist and pleaded with him not to pull out, he was still hard. āI have to pee!ā, he said. I replied, āGo aheadā with my legs still locked like a vice grip. He seemed unsure and asked me for clarity, āYou want me to pee in you?ā I nodded my head, eyes filled with lust. He relaxed and I loosened my leg grip. He began to pee while he was still fully inserted in me. I instantly felt the pressure from his stream on my prostate. It was exhilarating! I began to stroke my dick and before he finished peeing I came all over myself. My legs began to shake as I struggled to process this mind-blowing orgasm. He stayed inside me for a few more minutes so I could catch myself. āI just let this nigga piss in me.ā, I thought. I donāt even know why I suggested it. I just wasnāt ready for him to pull out. I started to get turned on again. Thatās how I knew I was into water sports. After that I was satiated. My hole was pleasantly sore and I had a hot load and piss filling my rectum. I was content.
Sex doesnāt always have to be wild and kinky for me. I love the missionary position and good breeding, any day. But when I get insatiable this animal comes out. I like being nasty. I like being dominated. I like being used. I want to taste your sweat. I want to sniff your musty balls and lick your armpits. I want you to spit in my mouth. I want you to spank me until my cheeks are red. I want you to finger my hole until I cum. I want you to tongue-fuck my boi-pussy. I want you to play with nipples until theyāre sore. I want you to pound my boi-pussy until youāre satisfied. I want you to call me names and say nasty things. Iāll beg for you to breed me. I want you to feltch my hole. I want you to snowball your load into my hungry mouth. I want you to piss on/in me. Then I want you to do it all again and/or call a friend(s). Iām insatiable.
