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The stories, experiences. fantasies and thoughts of a SubmissiveSon who is also a bisexual male slut.
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Thank you! I broke 50,000 Views!
Posted:Jan 17, 2019 10:38 pm
Last Updated:Jan 20, 2019 11:05 am
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Wow!! I now have 500 friends and my profile photo album has over 50,000 views! That means 50,000 people have seen me naked! (Though some may have viewed it twice so that number could be off by a few hundred or so.) I have been so popular that AdultFriendFinder has gifted me three months so far of FREE Gold Membership! And that just keeps happening! Yes, peeps and lovers, AdultFriendFinder will actually grant you FREE Gold Membership if you are very active and popular, and it will continue to do so as long as you do. But you to be very active, you to be an AdultFriendFinder addict like me. I just can't stop visiting it, even at work (on my breaks), and I keep it on on my netbook next to me as I sleep so to check updates whenever I wake up (and having a sleep disorder, I wake up a lot.)

I have been very successful here, meeting up with many guys in real life and having fun, even starting secret affairs. Being bisexual, I'd like to "play" with a girl too someday, but so far I have not been that successful there. Some here say that women just aren't interested in bisexual men. That is why they'll pick the "Straight" orientation on their profile, but then contact me for sex! I have two testimonials and would have more if one of my lovers wasn't just a Standard Member. And some of my lovers just like being discreet.

I am becoming a real male slut and whore, a real boy-toy to Daddy and Grandpa-like lovers, even becoming the virtual sex slave to "Masters." I'd love to be the boy-toy to a dominatrix or to a Cougar, too, but again, so far that is not working out. And my erotic videos and my dancing in them gets better with each new installment, I slowly learning on my own how to do those. I eventually want a lover that would help me become an expert in erotic dancing and videography, someone that would take the pics and make the videos and choreograph my dancing so it is professional. My dream is to actually make some money off of my body. I don't need much, I know homosexual or bisexual male models aren't as popular as female ones, but I also know that there are kinks and fetishes out there for everyone and even if it is a small market, a small niche, I could find it and make a few bucks. Or perhaps one of my Daddys or Masters can help me out with some money or gifts sometimes? Or maybe I can do some escort services?

Anyways..... I want to thank you all for making me so popular and I appreciate your interests, comments, like, tips, gifts, and friendships. I know I am not perfect, my body still needs some work and facially I am not the most handsome guy on AdultFriendFinder, yet I am still popular for some reason and I am just blown away and at a loss for it, so thank you very much! Remember you can find me on Pornhub as "BiMaleSlutSD," on Chaturbate as "Submissivesonsd," and on Streamate as "ChrissyinSD." I also have a personal blog but I would to email that link to you. Speaking of, you can email me at chrissy4 @ protonmail .com or text me at Five62-Seventwo6-83twosix. I only do text. You can also find me and pics of me by doing a Google search of the terms "bimaleslutsd," "submissivesonsd," "submissiveson3," and "bicurioussd." I suggest searching Google Images. Ad share, share, share! Sharing is caring!

Thanks again and below are my videos. More pixies of me are under them., just please scroll down. And feel free to contact me. Love you all! Kisses! {=}
-Chrissy

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I Fucked the President
Posted:Jan 10, 2019 7:28 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2019 8:46 pm
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And it's true that I was attracted to her, but not so much to her looks. She was in her early 60s, White, long blond hair going gray, plain, dull, nothing outstanding about her, but she wasn't ugly either. A relatively good figure still, good sized breasts, a nice ass, and a handsome face for her age. She knew which perfume was the best to wear, one so aromatically pleasing it acted like a magnet. What was really alluring about her was the aura of power, the fact that she was so powerful, I mean she had the nuclear codes, and yet...so feminine. There is nothing much more attractive than a woman with power. My dick wanted to explode out my pants....

Disclaimer: This is not about our current or past Presidents, and this President is a female, but not any names we know today. This story takes place in the future or in another dimension or universe, so this may not even be the first female president. And i won't specify which political party or ideology she identifies with. That is also irrelevant, and scoundrels are found in both parties, anyways. In any event, this is the story of when I fucked the President.

"Thank you, God bless you, and God bless America," President Shirley Stevens said closing her prime time Oval Office Address to the country about getting involved in yet another war in the Middle East.
"And we're out!" The Director said, letting her know the cameras were now off. After a quick after-address briefing, everyone started leaving the room. "Chris, can you stick around a moment?" The President asked me, still sitting in her chair at the desk.
"Of course, Mrs. President," I said. All the doors were closed and I was left alone in the iconic Oval Office with the President of the United States, the most powerful person on the planet.
President Shirley's demeanor changed from serious and business-like to comfortable and laid back, she even surprised me with a bottle of wine hidden under her desk and started pouring two glasses of it. "Wine?" She asked with a more feminine, softer voice than just a few seconds ago when everyone else were still in the room.
"No, Mrs. President," I answered, " I'm still on the clock."
She laughed. "Suit yourself." She downed both glasses. "What did you think of my address?"
" I'm just a Secret Service agent," i said, " I'm not supposed to have an opinion. I'm just here to serve you."
She laughed again. "And do you like serving me?"
"Yes, Mrs. President. It is an honor."
"Oh, is it?" She giggled."It's hot in here, isn't it?" She asked loosening up the neckline of her blouse."You can take your blazer off , ya know. There's no to be so formal."
"That's okay, Mrs. President. I'm fine."
"Suit yourself," she said, now unbuttoning one button on the top of her blouse. "But I'm hot." She then rolled a bit away from the desk so I could see her lower torso and uncrossed her legs, letting her crotch show like Sharon Stone did in the movie "Basic Instinct.". And like on Basic Instinct, the President wasn't wearing any panties. I could see her vag clearly, all wrinkled but shaved smooth and pink. I turned away, blushing. "You okay?" The President asked.
"Yes, it's just that..." how do you tell the most powerful person in the world her privates are showing and she should cover up? And what happens if she asked why I was even looking in the first place, though it was hard to look at her without seeing her vagina.
"Are you shy?" She inquired, now rubbing her legs up and down.
"Mrs. President, I think you're trying to seduce me?"
"Ha!" She let out a loud condescending laugh. "You catch on quick! Is it working?" She looked down at my crotch, seeing the huge tent my hard cock had created, smiling and drooling like a hungry fat woman eyeing a piece of cake. "Apparently it is!"

"Mrs. President," I took a deep breath and gathered all the manly confidence I could. "You're married. And this is the White House."
"Ha!" President Shirley laughed again. "You don't think my husband plays around?"
"Okay, but this is the Oval Office. That's how Bill Clinton got caught."
"Ha, ha! Bill Clinton was a moron! This is the most secured office on the planet! You shouldn't get caught doing anything here!"
"Yes, but still. We shouldn't."
"Look, boy," she said, now a bit mean and impatient. "You are a Secret Service agent. You serve at the pleasure of the President and I'm the President," she laid back like she was ready for me to straddle her there in the chair, "so pleasure me."
"Yes," I countered. "But this is America. If i say no you can't have my head chopped off."
"No," her voice was now deadly serious, "but I can ruin you in other ways. Now serve me. You did say it was an honor. And besides, you know you want to. I've seen the way you've been looking at me."

And it's true that I was attracted to her, but not so much to her looks. She was in her early 60s, White, long blond hair going gray, plain, dull, nothing outstanding about her, but she wasn't ugly either. A relatively good figure still, good sized breasts, a nice ass, and a handsome face for her age. She knew which perfume was the best to wear, one so aromatically pleasing it acted like a magnet. What was really alluring about her was the aura of power, the fact that she was so powerful, I mean she had the nuclear codes, and yet...so feminine. There is nothing much more attractive than a woman with power. My dick wanted to explode out my pants.

Fuck it, I thought. Manners be damned, I'll fuck the President! Besides, everyone knew how badly her husband, the so-called "First Gentleman," treats her, the rumors that he is with a different woman almost every night had him called by the tabloids "The First Gigolo," and the mainstream press called him "The New Kennedy." The other rumor was he was neglecting his wife's sexual needs quite regularly. So I finally surrendered to my basest instincts, giving up my ideas of chivalry and honor, and started stripping my shirt off, while President Shirley watched, drooling.

I walked over to the President and got down on my knees to be at her level since she was still sitting in the chair. President Shirley opened her shirt up completely and her plump boobs popped out like two huge balloons. "Like what you see?" The President asked. I nodded. "Touch 'em."
I put my hands on her breasts.
"Squeeze them."
I squeezed both, and it was like squeezing two water balloons.
"Suck them," she ordered.
Like a hungry infant, I swallowed both tits, one after the other, with my mouth, getting as much of her breast into it as possible, then started sucking. Slurp! Slurp! Squeezing them as I went.
"OOhhh!!! Augh!!!!" President Shirley looked up, her eyes closed, her face smiling, moaning and groaning in pure ecstasy. "You are so good at this!" Slurp! Slurp! Squeeze! Squeeze! I even massaged her breasts with my face, moving from one to the other and back, my lips and tongue never leaving her chest.
"Kiss my neck."
I started kissing her neck and sucking on it. She giggled and moaned. "Ohh!! You're so great!! Ohhhh!!!"
I couldn't believe we were doing this...at the same desk President Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation at, with portraits of all the past Presidents staring down at us, I could imagine their reaction if they somehow came alive to watch. I could also see past her chair and out the window to the South Lawn and to Washington below. It was dark, but the curtains were open so I was hoping nobody could see up and in. As I was doing this she was molesting me with her foot, the pointy ends of her high-heels being rubbed up my legs and between them.
"Eat my pussy," President Shirley ordered.
"What?"
"Eat my pussy," she repeated, now very assertive. "DO IT!"
I removed the bottom of her dress, again she had no panties on, then put my face into her pubic area. I then licked her clit softly up and down, varying in my strokes, from slow to soft, from fast to hard. At times I would enter her pussy with my tongue, pushing it in and out, fucking her with it. I placed my lips around the opening to her vagina and blew into it then started humming, the sound making her vagina vibrate. "Oohhh.." she moaned. With all the humming-caused vibrations and the penetration feel of my tongue in and out of her, she couldn't stop moaning in so much ecstasy then I felt her shudder and some liquid squirted all over my face as she orgasmed. "Yes! Yes!" she yelled. "Oh, God!!" She would later tell me it felt like the orgasm ran up her spine and made her toes curl.

"You are a pro at this," she complimented. "Damn!" I was wiping her vaginal fluids off my lips. Meanwhile, she was eyeing my crotch, again noticing the huge tent there and the pre-cum already putting a stain on my pants. "We need to free the beast," she told me. She unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and my big, hard cock jumped out eagerly. She grabbed it, stroked it, played with the all the foreskin as I am uncut, and shook it. Finally I stood up so my dick was level with her face as she was still sitting down and she put her mouth on it. Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! She started sucking hard, up and down, stroking it aggressively as she went. I then thrusted it in and out of her mouth, fucking her face. Here i was fucking the face of the most powerful person on the planet. Here I was giving the President of the United States so much sensual pleasure, and now in this position, topping and dominating her. I can't explain the feeling of power and pride it was giving me. I was fucking the President!

My cock swelled., throbbed, then finally blew, all the semen filling up the inside of the President's mouth. She quickly swallowed it, "Gulp! Gulp!" before it all choked her. We made sure not to get any semen on the floor or on her dress for that matter. That is how Bill Clinton got caught. She sucked and licked my dick clean. She then fell back in her chair in so much sexual satisfaction, wiping my cum from her lips. "Wow," she exclaimed. "That was so great." We were both sweating and breathing heavily, now able to rest.

We both started dressing ourselves. "I can't wait for you to serve me again," President Shirley Stevens said. Then she glanced at one of the cameras that was left in the room. "Why is that light on?" And that is when we realized that one of the cameras was left on and all the sex acts we just did were watched live by millions of Americans, and probably by a few world leaders too.

If you like what you read, please message me, flirt with me, give me tips and gifts, and friend request me. You might even like and comment on my other stories and blog posts and on my pixies and videos. You can also reach me at chrissy4 AT protonmail DOT com or at five six 2- seven 26- eight three 26. I only do text. Yet still, you might like my other blog, just Google search for the terms or phrases "Adventures of a Bi Male ," "bimaleslutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submisivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. You can also find me on Pornhub with the username "BiMaleSlutSD," on Streamate with the username "ChrissyinSD," and on Chaturbate with the username "Submissivesonsd." Thanks! Love you all! Kisses!
- {=} Chrissy
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Violated at Work: A Fantasy That Almost Came True
Posted:Sep 9, 2018 7:07 pm
Last Updated:Dec 21, 2018 9:08 pm
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UPDATE: I've been really lonely lately. So one of my friends or peeps need to cum by my work and cheer me up. Lets get lunch together then if we find a place to be alone we you can steal a kiss and grope from me. My lunch hour break is 11am-12 noon Monday-Friday. Hit me up!

I always had this fantasy of an older man (i'm 39, so "older" would be 50 and up) just showing up at my work and grabbing my round, tight ass. I am 39, but look younger. I shave my chest, armpits, stomach, panty line, pubic area, and dick and balls smooth as much for comfort as for looks and enjoy being the bottom, submissive son, the sissyboi with my boipussy ready for an older man, for a Daddy or grandpa-type. I want to feel his hairy, wrinkling body against my shaved-smooth body. So maybe an older man does surprise me at work, maybe he embraces me with a hug and wet, tongue-laden kiss, maybe his hand slips down the front of my pants and on to my cock. I like surprises and being spontaneous. His hands can also massage my back and down to my ass where he fucks me with a finger. All the while I am both exhilarated, aroused but also scared...scared that someone would see. But the fear of getting caught is part of the excitement and arousal.


One day I tried to make this fantasy cum true. I posted an ad on the Craigslist personals titled "Violate Me at Work," and when a guy responded, in a private email I would send my work address and other details. I also told them not to tell me when they were cumming by or what they were going to do, again, I like being surprised. And to my surprise, many guys did respond and were excited about such a clandestine fantasy. This is how I met my older friend Jim whom I spoke about here, whom I said I had short but satisfying sexual encounters with at my work, in my maintenance room a few times. One guy that responded said simply in an email "let's do this!" Another one said "Where you at?"

One guy said he would drive his truck in (I work in a parking garage) at a certain time. When that time came I got cold feet and hid. I don't know if he ever really did try to look for me. Usually no one would actually show up, I guess they would get just as spooked and nervous as I do.

But now I've been with a few guys and am no longer scared of being with an older guy and my work has many hidden corners, stairwells, and even my maintenance room that no one else uses and I can lock. I have this fantasy of being kidnapped when I get off work. That fantasy almost came true too.

Maybe an older man visits me, surprises me at work, and just says "fuck it!" and in a bout of passion and built up anticipation just rips my clothes off and fucks me hard but quick right there. "Fuck it, bitch! You're mine!" He might yell. This could still cum true. I live and work in downtown San Diego, California. I work in the parking garage behind an office building on the southside of Broadway between India and Columbia Streets Monday-Friday 7am to 4pm. I walk to work starting at 6:40 am. Then walk home at 4. I could still be surprisingly fucked and violated or kidnapped then fucked. YOU could probably fulfill my desire, my fantasy. Just message me and we'd work out the details.

And if any of you here see me in San Diego, don't be afraid to cum up to me and say "Hi, Chrissy! I know you from AdultFriendFinder." Maybe then we hug and kiss? Or do something more? Just hit me up! This fantasy almost came true, I was almost violated at work, and you can still make it cum true.


If you like what you read, please message me, flirt with me, give me tips and gifts, and friend request me. You might even like and comment on my other stories and blog posts and on my pixiuxes and videos. You can also reach me at chrissy4 AT protonmail DOT com or at five six2- sveen 26- eight three 26. I only do text. Yet still, you might like my other blog. Just Google search for "Adventures of a Bi Male Slut, " or for the terms "bimalelsutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submisivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. Thanks! Love you all! Kisses!
- {=} Chrissy






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Make My Milkshake A Moneymaker
Posted:Jan 7, 2019 7:56 pm
Last Updated:Jan 10, 2019 8:39 pm
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I such an amateur at this. I know many of my peeps and lovers here enjoy my videos and dancing, but let's face facts: it's not professional enough to get a wider audience or to make me any money. So if any of my peeps or lovers out there want to help me learn how to erotically dance and strip professionally on camera, I am open to it. I would love to make a living off of showing off my bod. And yes, I know, I am not young anymore and I am no model: my body isn't in great shape and though my many lovers like me, my looks just aren't professional quality enough. However, I also know that there are enough kinks and fetishes out there that just about anyone, no matter their looks, can find an audience. So if you think you can help me become a professional erotic dancer and model, please hit me up! If you end up helping me make some money, of course you get a cut of it. Hit me up here or at chrissy4 At protonmail DOT com or text fivesix2 seven26 83twosix. TEXT ONLY. And don't forget you can find me on Pornhub as "BiMaleSlutSD," on Chaturbate as "Submissivesonsd," and on Streamate as "ChrissyinSD." Below are my videos I made on my own. If you think I have potential, hit me up! Kisses! Love you all!
-{=} Chrissy

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A Climactic New Years!
Posted:Jan 4, 2019 12:27 am
Last Updated:Jan 8, 2019 10:18 pm
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I had a very climactic New Years! One of my newest lovers from here on AdultFriendFinder, I'll just call him "B," picked me up at 10:30 pm on Monday night (New Years Eve.) B is 58 but looks older (I like older men, and the older the better), White, with wrinkles, gray hair, a gray beard and mustache, and has a hairy chest, all things I love! I am 40 but look younger with a shaved-smooth, twink-like boyish body.

He picked me up at my place at the corner of Grape and Second in San Diego's Bankers Hill and we went to his place in North Park, stopping to buy some late dinner on the way. When we got to his apartment, we embraced, groping each other all over through our clothes and sharing a very passionate french kiss.

We then sat on his couch, me on his left side, and watched a network TV celebration from Times Square (I forgot which media outlet was doing this one.) After we were both finished eating, I slid closer to B and we put our arms around each other as we watched the New Years Eve special. Before I knew it he was molesting me all over with his left hand, even groping my crotch and unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. I decided to return the favor and do the same to him, I also hugged him as we did this and started kissing and sucking on his neck, shoulders and cheek. I loved how his facial hair felt so rough against my smooth-shaven face and neck.

He turned around and faced me, then straddled me there on the couch, pushing up my shirt and sucking on my smooth chest and nipples. After that, he impatiently took my pants and shoes off me, then got back on me, we kissed, again with tongues touching and tasting each other. I explored his face with my mouth: his lips, tongue, cheeks, his neck, the back of his neck, then I nibbled on his ears. He did the same to me. One of my favorite moves during sex or making out is having my ears nibbled on or licked, it is so sensitive, ticklish and feels oh so good. Before I knew it we were both naked, and he was straddling me as a woman might do to a man as they make out on a couch, with his awesome huge hard cock getting squished against mine and against my stomach. He took is cock and placed its head touching the head of my cock, making both our pre-cum mix together. Meanwhile i played with his chest hair with my hand then dug my face into it and bit on his nipples. Remember, I love hairy chests!

"Want to fuck me?" I practically begged. While I do enjoy having my cock suck like most men, for me the best part is being fucked up the ass. We went to his bedroom and I laid on his bed on my back, my legs up and spread, my hole showing, ready to be fucked missionary-style. B put a condom on and lubed up his dick and my hole then tried to insert his dick into me. Unfortunately I've had some cuts there due to very cheap toilet paper so it hurt too bad and my hole wouldn't open up wide enough. "I think it's too tight," B said. I was disappointed. "Okay," I replied sadly, "I guess it's not going to work tonight. I just wanted to make you happy, to make you cum." B told me, "Don't worry. You do make me happy." When i am with a lover my goal is always their enjoyment, to give him (or her) pleasure. I can always pleasure myself, so it's not all about me. It's about making my partner happy.

We went back to the couch and I again sat on it while he got down on his knees, held my hands, and started sucking my dick. It took a while, but I almost came, and so warned him. I was worried about making a mess on his couch or carpet, but I didn't know that B planned to swallow all my cum and let none drip anywhere. He kept sucking, up and down he went on my cock, masturbating me with his mouth and stroking my shaft with his hand as he went. This was a very aggressive, very strong sucking. Many times I warned him I was about to cum and asked him to stop simply because I didn't want to make a mess. Then I came up with an idea: "I don't want to cum until midnight, until the ball drops and its the New Year," I said. "What time is it?" B asked. "11:50, we have 10 minutes." So for the next ten minutes, B kept edging me, bringing me to the brink of cumming, but pulling away just in time.

Finally on the TV the countdown was over, the ball in Times Square dropped and lit up, the fireworks went off, the confetti fell, and B sucked my cock so aggressively and quickly I came and he swallowed up every bit of it, sucking and swallowing like a vacuum, and kept doing so for such a long time after my initial climax. My heart rate went thru the roof and the ecstasy was almost too much to handle, I almost had to push B off of me to get him to stop sucking my dick so I could rest up and not have damn heart-attack. "Thank you!" B said to me. "That was very tasty!"


As i sat on the couch totally drained of energy (and cum), B retrieved some champagne and poured us some glasses of it. After giving me one he said, "Cheers! To the New Year and to new friends!" I said, "Cheers," and we clinked glasses then drank up. That was a very climactic New Years celebration!

"Want to go to the bedroom?" B asked. In his bed we got under the covers, it was an unusually cold night here, and spooned and cuddled the rest of the night until we both fell asleep. In the morning we embraced and kissed again then B drove me home. I received a text from him later that day professing how much he enjoyed our night together and that he wants to see me again, and often.

Yes, that was a very climactic, even orgasmic New Years celebration! I know there will be many more with B! What about with you?

If you like what you read, please message me, flirt with me, give me tips and gifts, and friend request me. You might even like and comment on my other stories and blog posts and on my pixies and videos. You can also reach me at chrissy4 AT protonmail DOT com or at five six 2- seven 26- eight three 26. I only do text. Yet still, you might like my other blog, just Google search for the terms or phrases "Adventures of a Bi Male Slut," "bimaleslutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submisivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. You can also find me on Pornhub with the username "BiMaleSlutSD," on Streamate with the username "ChrissyinSD," and on Chaturbate with the username "Submissivesonsd." Thanks! Love you all! Kisses!
- {=} Chriss
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Would You Help Me With My Morning Wood?
Posted:Dec 15, 2018 8:38 pm
Last Updated:Jan 9, 2019 5:54 am
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It feels like it wants to burst, to puncture my undies or pajama bottoms and just jump out, standing tall and acting like its about to blow like a volcano. It gets so engorged with blood and cum it literally hurts and stretches the skin on my cock to its limits. Yet no one is here to enjoy it with me.

That is a typical morning, a typical morning with my predictable and daily morning wood. It could be the way I sleep as it does make the blood flow easily to my crotch and pool there, creating awesome yet painful erections. I usually sleep in thin, silky pajama bottoms with no undies and a loose-fitting crotch area to give my cock plenty of room to breathe and grow. I just wish there was an older man or a girl of any age next to me to enjoy it and help me relieve the pressure. Sometimes as soon as I stand up and get the blood flowing again it quickly leave my cock, making it flaccid again pretty quickly. But I really want it released of pressure and put flaccid again by someone's mouth, ass, or even by their hands. Anything, as long as I am not the only one doing it as is often the sad case now.

I'd love to wake up to a warm, naked body next to me: smooth-skinned very feminine girl of or woman of any age that i can top and dominate, particularly with my massive morning wood. I could jam it into her tight, wet pussy or she could grab it and swallow it with her mouth. Or an older man (55 and up) who will top and dominate me, make me his bitch and slut and help me with my morning wood, while making me return the favor and relieve his erection too. I'd suck on it and/or roll on to my stomach and let him relieve the pressure in my ass.

When I go to bed at night, I want to spoon, cuddle and snuggle with that warm, naked body. I like girls too, but what really gets me off is knowing that I have satisfied and am making happy experienced older men. Having their arms around me, resting my head on their broad, hairy chests, having them wrapped around me from the back, their cocks teasing my hole as we fall asleep. He may even be molesting me as I snore, groping my shaved-smooth boyish body and bald genitals and cock. He thinks I'm asleep, he doesn't see the smile on my face as I am really awake and enjoying him feel me up everywhere. This actually did happen a few times. I'd love for it to happen every night.

Even just having an older man next to me in the same bed is a real turn-on to me. I mean, who the Hell am I to make this very experienced, very successful mature wise older man desire me so much? And make him feel comfortable enough to literally sleep in the same bed with me as if we've been married for years? I could be his equal, his boyfriend, or I could be below him, be his plaything, boy toy, his male bitch and slut, I can be very submissive. As long as I put a smile on his face. Having this mature older man actually spend money on me-at nice hotels, expensive restaurants, giving me gifts, etc....is even better and so flattering! Maybe I move in with him?....he could tell everyone I'm just renting a room from him to help with the bills if he wants our kinky sexual relationship to be a secret. But of course, the reality is I live with him for free and even get an "allowance." I could make a guy really happy in return.

Well, unless that ever happens (or UNTIL that happens?) every night I go to bed I'll be sleeping alone and every morning I'll wake up with my daily erection, my massive morning wood, but with no one to enjoy it and help me with it. Would you? Would you help me with my morning wood?

If you like what you read, please message me, flirt with me, give me tips and gifts, and friend request me. You might even like and comment on my other stories and blog posts and on my pixies and videos. You can also reach me at chrissy4 AT protonmail DOT com or at five six 2- seven 26- eight three 26. I only do text. Yet still, you might like my other blog, just Google search for the terms or phrases "Adventures of a Bi Male Slut," "bimaleslutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submisivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. You can also find me on Pornhub with the username "BiMaleSlutSD," on Streamate with the username "ChrissyinSD," and on Chaturbate with the username "Submissivesonsd." Thanks! Love you all! Kisses!
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Feels Good to be Smooth
Posted:Dec 4, 2018 9:17 pm
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It feels so good to be smooth again! Of course, I started growing my pubic hair when I hit puberty around 11 or 12 yrs old . But not long after that hair started growing all over....my legs became jungles, then my chest and stomach. There was even some hair on my upper back. For the past 25 yrs all this hair would make me itch, and chafe against my clothes. My pubic area was such an overgrown bush or forest I could barely contain it within my pants. It was hard to see cuts, bruises and other issues or imperfections on my bod, especially my legs, with so much hair hiding them. When I showered all the hair would make me have to scrub even harder to get underneath it. And in recent when a man would touch me, the hair got in the way and I could barely feel his hands.

Before I shaved:



I started shaving myself in 2014 at the age of 36, the first time I shaved off all the hair that had grown for over 20 yrs and I felt like I lost 10 pounds! After that, I would use a razor and cream and shave my chest, stomach, and pubic area every other week. I didn't start shaving my legs until recently because if anyone I knew saw them they wouldn't understand. Most of my friends and family don't know about this kinky side of me you read about on AdultFriendFinder.

But a few days ago I just said fuck it! I never wear shorts anyways, so no one really sees my legs except for my lovers. A few months ago, my Daddy from here on AdultFriendFinder shaved me all over, including my hairy ass, but we didn't have time to do a thorough job. So yesterday, i bought my own electric razor and finished the job, my legs, thighs and ass now being smooth and hair-free. I even shaved my arms and the tops my hands.

What a difference! I feel so different, I can actually feel stuff now, like my clothes, like the soap when I shower, against my skin. As I said above, the hair used to get in the way. I also look young again! I like that. I wish I was a Twink, but I 40-- yrs
old , yet I still look young facially and now have a young-looking twink-like body! I got into this game, into this lifestyle a few decades late, this wasn't such a big thing online when I was in my late teens and '20s. That was when the internet was just really starting to take off. That is why I am a middle-aged man that wishes he was a Twink...I was born just a few too early, I guess. But that is also why I like men much older than me...55 and up. I can be the "younger guy" or "boy" to them. And many guys here say they think I look even more sexy this way! Though I know some guys like hairy men...while a few of my lovers here just don't care.

Anyways...my shaved-smooth, hairless Twink-like body is now ready for a hairy older man to dominate and top it, to press his hairy chest and stomach against my smooth skin, to rub is hands and tongue up and down my bod that would feel as smooth and slippery as silk. I like being this way, being smooth everywhere and bald down there, so I will keep it up and shave often. Who will enjoy it now? Will you?


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I Got It From My Daddy & I Like To Move It Move It
Posted:Nov 4, 2018 7:36 pm
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I got it from my daddy! And I like to move it, move it! Btw, I am still learning, on my own, how to be an erotic dancer and stripper, so I know this isn't great, but I'll get better and more sexy the more I do this. Just please stick with me and keep watching! And please scroll through my blogs or click on the button on my profile that says "Videos" to see more! You may also like my other blog at bicurioussd. hotviber.
com or just Google Search the terms "Adventures of a Bi Male Slut," "bimaleslutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submissivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. Thanks! Love you all! Kisses!
-{=} Chrissy
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My Sugar Daddy Spanked Me & My Girlfriend (I screwed up again)
Posted:Oct 27, 2018 9:14 pm
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In my last fantasy article I explained how my Sugar Daddy allows me to date girls since I am am bisexual and attracted to them too, but they, and in fact anyone, are not allowed to touch me intimately without explicit permission from my Daddy. Anytime a girl wants to touch me: kiss, hold hands, put her hand on my ass, or even just hug, I must text or call my Daddy first and get his permission. For example, one time my girlfriend wanted to put her arm around my waist, I had to text my Daddy. "Yes," was his simple reply. One time we wanted to french kiss. "No," my Daddy texted back to me. "Your tongue is only for me." Well, once again I screwed up and disobeyed my Daddy. And I can never forget it. My ass won't let me. His hand prints are there to this day.

My girlfriend and I just got back after a date to my Daddy's place where I was staying. We were hungry for each other, wanting to kiss and taste and smell each other. The magnetism was too strong to ignore. Our lips almost touched when I remembered, "Wait!" I said. "I need to text my Daddy first." By now my girlfriend was used to this, though it still annoyed her that I had to do this, stop and text my Daddy every single time we simply wanted to touch. I texted my Daddy, "can I kiss my gf?" Then waited. And waited. And waited. We both stared at each other, the romantic moment passing by, now replaced with impatience and annoyance. Nothing. Fuck it, I thought. We kissed anyways, in a big embrace: our lips locking, our tongues in each other's mouths. I could taste the mint breath mint in her mouth and smell her wonderfully-fragrant perfume, it smelled like flowers. Our hands explored each other's bodies over our clothes. Then we decided to finish this inside, so I opened the door and we stepped in.

And boom! We almost walked right into my Daddy! He was standing there at the front door in nothing but a bath towel around his waist, soaking wet. My fantasy Sugar Daddy is 70-years-old, tall, just over 6 feet, with gray hair, wrinkles, but a strong, very hairy chest and broad shoulders. "I saw you kissing outside," he said angrily. "I don't remember giving you permission for that."
"I'm sorry, Daddy," I explained. "I texted you but you didn't reply."
"I was in the shower."
"Exactly. I couldn't reach you.."
"Chrissy," he cut me off sternly, "you know when you can't reach me that is always a no."
"I'm sorry."
"Sorry doesn't cut it," he said. "I have to spank you." He smiled. "And your girlfriend."
He walked over to a chair, took off his towel revealing is lower torso including his hairy, wrinkly legs and genitals, but his cock was huge, long, and thick. He sat down. "Come over here and take your pants down." He ordered. I complied and walked, somewhat reluctantly, over. Just in front of him by a few inches, I unbuckled my belt, then unzipped and unbuttoned my pants, letting them fall to the ground. They revealed my long, smooth legs. My Daddy noticed the undies I was wearing and said, "Well, I am glad you are wearing my underwear, with my cum still fresh on them at least. I'll give you one less spanking for that. Now bend over."

I bent over his lap, my ass up, my cock was poking down to his crotch, it touched the tip of his hard dick, and I could feel my pre-cum already mixing with his. My Daddy pulled my undies down revealing my crack and massaged my buttocks, then squeezed and pinched them. SMACK! FUCK! I thought he would be playful and just spank me gently, instead he really was punishing me, he was spanking very hard as if he was really angry. SMACK! With each spank my ass got bright red, hand prints were left, and my whole body convulsed. SMACK! I was screaming, "No! Daddy! Please!" Tears flooding my eyes. "This..." my Daddy said in between spanks "is..." SMACK! "What happens..." SMACK! "When you.." SMACK! "...disobey me!" SMACK! "Ouw!" "Noooooo!!!" I felt my cock give way as I climaxed and came all over my Daddy's dick and the chair. And I'm sure I felt him orgasm too.

Then he squeezed my now bright-red buttocks again, and then I felt something enter my hole. It was his finger, then his whole hand, pushing on my sphincter, forcing its way into my tight anal cavity. His entire hand was eventually inside me, as my eyes bugged out from the feeling. In and out, in, out....he fucked my ass with his hand. It hit my p-spot. And I came yet again. Then...SMACK! One more hard painful spank. Last thing I felt was my Daddy's soft lips and tongue as he kissed then licked my sore buttocks. "Okay," he said. "You can get up."

In tears, I stood up, walked a few feet away and tried to pull up my undies, but my ass just hurt too bad. It was like a sunburn, all red, tender and painful to the touch. His hand-prints were deep and showed for days.

"You're next, honey" my Daddy said to my girlfriend. "Come over here and remove your blouse."

My Daddy is no r----. If she said "no," it would have been okay, though my Daddy would have been disappointed and probably kick her out. Not to mention he would probably forbid me to see her, seeing how she broke the "deal" we had in this three-way relationship. You break the rules, you disobey Daddy, you get punished. Period. If you don't like that, you are free to leave the arrangement anytime, but I won't be able to date you anymore. But my girlfriend complied because she was very kinky too and enjoyed pain.

Anyways, she walked over and then took down her blouse exposing her tight panties. "Nice," my Daddy admired. "Not as nice as my Chrissy, but nice." I blushed in flattery and embarrassment.

"Now bend over my lap," my Daddy instructed. My girlfriend complied. Her tight, round, bubble-butt was up, close to my
Daddy's face, her thick, long boobs were pushing down against one of his legs, her vag was touching his cock, which was hard yet again. In fact, it was almost poking up into her pussy. My Daddy pulled down her panties to see her crack. Like with me, he massaged, squeezed and pinched her buttocks. Then...SMACK! He spanked her and I saw her body convulse, her boobs shake. She screamed and tears started flooding her eyes. SMACK! "This..." my
Daddy said in between spanks, "is.." SMACK! "...what happens.." SMACK! "..when you touch my Chrissy without my permission!" SMACK! SMACK! I know I saw her have an orgasm, her face showed it, in between the pain she must have felt the ecstasy of that orgasm as her eyes widened and a smile briefly appeared. I swear I saw her vag squirt something, and I could see cum now dripping from my Daddy's cock, mixing with the fluids spilling from my girlfriend's pussy. Like what he did to me, my Daddy finger-fucked my girlfriend's ass, then used his whole hand. She had yet another orgasm. He came yet again. Then he kissed and licked my girlfriend's red and sore buttocks. "You can get up now." He said.

My girlfriend stood up and like me she was in tears, her ass red as an apple, my Daddy's hand prints all over them. Like me, she tried to pull up her panties, but it hurt too much.

My Daddy noticed all the liquid: cum, vaginal fluid, and who knows what else, all over the chair and floor. "You guys made a mess," he said. "So you have to clean it up....with your mouths."

My girlfriend and I got down on our hands and knees like dogs and started licking up the fluids. They were sweet, salty, vinegary, somewhat tasting and smelling like bleach. Much of it was thick and sticky. "Don't forget to clean my cock," my Daddy added. My girlfriend and I took turns licking and mouthing my Daddy's dick. He came at least once more time in one of us, probably both, I don't know, our mouths were already full of cum from the floor.

When we were done my Daddy smiled. "Just remember this," he lectured. "No one is allowed to touch my Chrissy, MY bitch, intimately without my permission NO MATTER WHAT. Next time I'll spank you harder." I couldn't imagine how that was possible. He stood up, put the towel back around his waist, and walked away.

Do you think I learned from that punishment? Did I ever disobey my Daddy again?

If you like what you read, please message me, flirt with me, give me tips and gifts, and friend request me. You might even like and comment on my other stories and blog posts and on my pixies and videos. You can also reach me at chrissy4 AT protonmail DOT com or at five six 2- seven 26- eight three 26. I only do text. Yet still, you might like my other blog at bicurioussd. hotviber. com or just Google search for "Adventures of a Bi Male , " or for the terms "bimaleslutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submisivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. Thanks! Love you all! Kisses!
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My Sugar Daddy Fucked My Girlfriend...And I Joined In
Posted:Oct 26, 2018 8:11 pm
Last Updated:Dec 9, 2018 12:41 pm
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"What the Hell are you doing?!" An angry yell startled us. "I didn't give you permission to do that!" She jumped off me and we both stood up and started fixing ourselves. There standing in front of us in just a thin bath robe was my Daddy and he was pissed.
" sorry. D-d-d-daddy," I stuttered.
"And I supposed to sample the goods first too, remember?!" He scolded.
" ssssorry..."
"Get out of the way!"
His robe slid off him and we could see how hard his cock was already. I stepped to the side as my Daddy marched like a boss toward my girlfriend. She was initially scared and about to step away, but by the time my Daddy got to her all his anger-which was probably fake to begin with-was gone and he was suddenly calm and smiling.
"Hi, honey," he said to my girlfriend flirtatiously as if just meeting her in a bar. "Is it okay if I fuck you?"

In my last fantasy article I described my typical day living with my
Daddy, my older boyfriend. In this one, let me tell you about the time, again a fantasy but one I want to cum true, when my Daddy
fucked my girlfriend and then let me join in.

I a shaved-smooth, boyish bisexual male . At 39, I still look and feel young, and I enjoy the feel of and attention from older men, the older the better, 55 and up, with gray hair, wrinkles, and very hairy chests and bods. My Daddy , a 70-year- White man that fits this description, "owns" me like I his property. His name is branded on my genitals like cattle, I wear a "friendship" bracelet with his name on it, and even at times wear his undies and other clothes. I serve him like the good house boy and slut I am . Every part of my body belongs to him, none of it is my own anymore, and no one, NO ONE is allowed to touch it without specific permission from him. Even girls.
(In this pixie is just one name of the many men I have satisfied):

My Daddy lets me date girls being that I bisexual and attracted to the smooth skin and curvy bodies of the opposite sex, but anytime these girls and I want to touch....even if all we wanted to do was hold hands, ANYTHING, I under orders to text or call my Daddy and get his permission first. For example, I was at the movies with a girl, and in the dark theater she wanted to lean on my shoulders and have me put my arm around her. I immediately texted my Daddy and asked his permission for it. She wanted to kiss I had to text my Daddy. "Can I kiss my girlfriend?" "On the mouth?" he asked. "Yes." "With tongue?" "Yes." "No," my Daddy said. "Your tongue is only for me." I had to text my Daddy this: "Can my girlfriend touch my cock?" His answer in a text was, "No. Your cock is only for me. It is off limits to everyone else all the time." And if I ever want full-on sexual intercourse, vaginal or anal, with a girl, not only did I permission, but my Daddy has to "sample the goods," he has to fuck her first.

One night, though, I screwed up royally. I was so into it I forgot to call or text my Daddy . I won't do that again....or will I? A hot girl, in her late 20s, curvy, smooth perfect skin, big tits, a perfect, tight bubble butt, cute face and I were on the couch at my 's home watching a movie in the dark. We started touching each other and before we knew it this girl was straddling my lap and we were kissing and groping each other, starting to remove each other's clothing. "What the Hell are you doing?!" An angry yell startled us. "I didn't give you permission to do that!" She jumped off me and we both stood up and started fixing ourselves. There standing in front of us in just a thin bath robe was my Daddy
and he was pissed.
" sorry. D-d-d-daddy," I stuttered.
"And I supposed to sample the goods first too, remember?!" He scolded.
" ssssorry..."
"Get out of the way!"
His robe slid off him and we could see how hard his cock was already. I stepped to the side as my Daddy marched like a boss toward my girlfriend. She was initially scared and about to step away, but by the time my Daddy got to her all his anger-which was probably fake to begin with-was gone and he was suddenly calm and smiling.
"Hi, honey," he said to my girlfriend flirtatiously as if just meeting her in a bar. "Is it okay if I fuck you?"

My girlfriend was frozen, mesmerized by his eyes and his awesome bod. Yes, my Daddy is 70, with gray hair and wrinkles and all, but he was tall, 6 feet or more, with a strong, hairy chest and broad shoulders. He was in pretty good shape for his age. My girlfriend was attracted to me too, of course, but I smooth and boyish, she was even more attracted to the macho, animal-like hairy physique which described my Daddy . And which, incidentally, is also why I am attracted to and with my Daddy, along with being attracted to girls.
Frozen in admiration, my girlfriend could barely say the word, "Yyyyesss.."
"Thank you." My Daddy gently started removing her clothing. Then I saw him wrap his arms around her and unbutton her bra, it fell to the ground. He bent down and gingerly removed her panties. He stepped back for a moment to admire the view. "Nice," he said. "Not as hot as my Chrissy, but nice." My face became bright red with blush and I was flattered by the comment, and embarrassed. He embraced her, brought her naked smooth curvy body closer to his, with his hairy chest now against her hot breasts. He shoved his tongue into her mouth and locked her lips with his. And while kissing her all over her mouth, face, chin, cheeks, then down to her neck, he inserted his cock into her wet, hot vagina. Which, incidentally, was shaved smooth.

He started fucking her there, while standing up, thrusting with his legs and hips, his dick going in and out, in and out of her pussy, getting deeper each time. She was moaning and giggling at the sensation, especially as he tickled her neck then her boobs with his lips and tongue. And I was there watching it all, a bulge growing so large in my pants they were about to burst, pre-cum soaking the front of them.

My Daddy was able to see over my girlfriend's shoulders and I know he noticed the huge, growing stain on the front of my pants, because he smiled and winked at me. "What are you doing just standing there watching?" he asked. "Take your clothes off and get in here!"
I couldn't get my shirt off fast enough almost tearing it apart like the Incredible Hulk. Ditto with my pants. I was able to unbuckle my belt, then unbutton and unzip my pants in record time. They fell to the ground. Then I took down my 's panties that I decided to wear that day. My smooth Twink-like chest, stomach, and genitals were now exposed, along with my now smooth, long legs. My cock jumped out and was huge, and I almost came, almost blew semen up and out into mid-air.
(My cock is flaccid in this pic, but it does get big & thick as seen in other pixies & my videos):

I walked over to them...my Daddy and my girlfriend were standing, my 's cock inside her, him holding her there in place with his arms around her. I didn't know what I could do. "You can suck her tits while I fuck her vag," my Daddy suggested. I massaged then squeezed her right boob, then I put my mouth on her very pink areola and started sucking. I was wondering if she was lactating, if I would actually get some milk? I was thirsty!
My girlfriend was moaning and I could see her standing there almost floating in suspended animation, as if in a trance, as she was so overcome with ecstasy. I was sucking and squeezing her tits, my Daddy was fucking her pussy. "Now get on the other side and fuck her ass," my Daddy instructed. "Don't worry. She can handle it. She can take two dicks at one time, one on each side." I waked around my girlfriend to her backside and spread her hot butt cheeks. I then shoved my cock into her hole and started fucking her. I was fucking her ass, my dick going in and out rhythmically getting deeper each time, my Daddy was just on the other side fucking her vag, and I wondered if our cocks would meet in the middle of her or if we would puncture anything in her this way? We thrusted in unison: when my Daddy thrusted in, I would go out. When I went in, he'd go out. And so on. After a few minutes of this, we both came inside her at the same time.

We both stood there for a minute after we came, letting all the cum drip into her while we rested and caught our breath. "I know it's been a while since you've had pussy," my Daddy said. "So here." He removed his cock from her vag and like uncorking a campaigner bottle or blowing up a dam, liquid, probably mostly semen along with some vaginal juices, flooded out. "Go for it."
I walked over and was surprised that my cock was hard again and so quickly. Usually I could only cum once, maybe twice a night, but this night I was hard and able to cum more times than I could count! I stood in front of my naked girlfriend, who was still frozen in ecstasy, her eyes rolled up in to the back of her head, looking as if she was in another world, most probably Heaven. I doubt she knew what was going on, she could only feel it. I hesitated. "Jesus, son, I know it's been a while, but fuck!" my Daddy scoffed. "Just put your dick in her hole like you do to me." I inserted my penis into her vagina. My Daddy came up behind me and put one hand on each of my outer thighs. "Now move your legs and thrust your hips like this, like when you fuck me," he said, guiding me as if I was a baseball player in training up at bat or as if I was playing golf for the first time. As soon as I started thrusting my dick into my girlfriend I felt a sharp and sudden pain and puncture feeling in my rectum: my Daddy had decided that while I was fucking my girlfriend's vagina, he would fuck my ass. Again we thrusted in unison: he went into my asshole, I went into my girlfriend's vag. He came out of me, I came out of her. In, out, in, out....I can feel his cock swell, filling up every bit of space in my tight my anal cavity, the head pushing on my rectum's inner wall and almost puncture my bowels. He even found my p-spot, and this made my cock even harder inside my girlfriend. My Daddy's dick found every nerve ending in my ass, and the awesome feeling had me hard as fuck. That is why my girlfriend moaned and screamed, my dick was at record thickness as I shoved it ever deeper into her. My Daddy came in me, I could feel his hot, sticky man juice seed my rectum and feel his hot breath on the back of my neck as he gasped in ecstasy, and I came in my girlfriend.

Again, we stood there for a sec to catch our breaths and let all our cum leak out, his into my ass, my cum into my girlfriend's vagina. My Daddy wiggled his dick around in me, again hitting my p-spot, then took it out. I was then able to remove myself from my girlfriend.
"Now we need to clean our dicks off," my Daddy said. My girlfriend had opened her eyes and became present again, as if coming out of a deep trance or coma. My Daddy pointed at her then at his cock. Even without words, my girlfriend knew what he wanted. She got down on her knees and grabbed his cock, using her tongue like a washcloth, she cleaned it off, licking and sucking on it. My Daddy came, yet again, blowing semen into her mouth and down her throat.

He then pointed at me. "Now him," he ordered her. Still on her knees, my girlfriend turned to me and just before she grabbed my penis, my Daddy said, "Wait! Sorry, Chrissy, but while she cleans you, you to suck me."

I got on my knees in front of my Daddy and, like my girlfriend, used my tongue like a rag, licking his dick clean until it was glistening. Thankfully my girlfriend had already cleaned off the cum, the vaginal fluid, and anything from my ass before I got there so all I tasted and smelled was my girlfriend's breath and saliva. Meanwhile, my girlfriend was cleaning off my cock with her mouth and tongue. "Swallow it all," my Daddy ordered. "Don't let any drip on the ground or I'll be angry." When I came in her mouth I was so preoccupied with it that I didn't notice until it was too late when my Daddy
spewed his sperm all over me.

"Now lets get in the shower," said my Daddy. "All three of us." We gathered up our clothes and went to the bathroom. In the shower, with the refreshing, relaxing hot water raining down on us, we took turns soaping up each other, being sure to get into every nook and cranny, even our taint and butt cracks. I soaped up my girlfriend's boobs, tummy, and vag, while my Daddy rubbed soap all over her back and butt, and into her crack. We took turns sucking on each other: my Daddy sucked me, I sucked him, my girlfriend sucked both of us. My Daddy ate her vag. We took turns fucking my girlfriend, and my Daddy fucked my ass, then he turned around and I fucked his.

When we figured we were finished, we turned the water off, grabbed some towels, and took turns drying each other off. While putting our clothes back on, my Daddy reiterated to me, "Just remember you are still just MINE, just MY ." Then he smiled. "But I glad I let you have a girlfriend."

If you like what you read, please message me, flirt with me, give me tips and gifts, and friend request me. You might even like and comment on my other stories and blog posts and on my pixies and videos. You can also reach me at chrissy4 AT protonmail DOT com or at five six 2- seven 26- eight three 26. I only do text. Yet still, you might like my other blog at bicurioussd. hotviber. com or just Google search for "Adventures of a Bi Male , " or for the terms "bimaleslutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submisivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. Thanks! Love you all! Kisses!
- {=} Chrissy
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At Home With My Daddy
Posted:Oct 24, 2018 7:53 pm
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My eyes slowly open and I quickly squirm to get a better feel of my Daddy's body around and in me. His strong, 70-year- old wrinkly hairy arms are holding me tight around me, my smooth, younger 39-year-old hands clutches them, making them touch my shaved-smooth, boyish chest even more. His dick is still near my ass, but had slipped a bit a way from it, so I slide my butt backwards a little to get his cock near if not into my hole once again. My Daddy was still asleep, I could hear him snoring, his hot breath heating up the back of my neck. We had fallen asleep last night, like almost every night, this way, spooning in each other's arms. He behind me, with his arms around me, his cock in my rectum, his hairy, wrinkly chest and stomach tight against my back, his breath on my neck.

This is all fantasy. This is what i want, the relationship I'd love to have. I want a real "Daddy," well, actually I want a SUGAR Daddy , one who will take care of all my needs, both sexually and financially, with me, of course, satisfying him in return. I do have a "Daddy," but he is not a Sugar Daddy and I don't live with him. So maybe if I did live with him, if he was my Sugar Daddy , this is what it would be like, this would be the typical day?

My eyes slowly open and I quickly squirm to get a better feel of my Daddy's body around and in me. His strong, 70-year- old wrinkly hairy arms are holding me tight around me, my smooth, younger 39-year-old hands clutches them, making them touch my shaved-smooth, boyish chest even more. His dick is still near my ass, but had slipped a bit a way from it, so I slide my butt backwards a little to get his cock near if not into my hole once again. My Daddy was still asleep, I could hear him snoring, his hot breath heating up the back of my neck. We had fallen asleep last night, like almost every night, this way, spooning in each other's arms. He behind me, with his arms around me, his cock in my rectum, his hairy, wrinkly chest and stomach tight against my back, his breath on my neck.

No matter how much I enjoyed laying this way, being the good stay-at-home bitch and male slut that I am, I get up, careful not to disturb my Daddy, put on my black lace panties, the ONLY thing he allows me to wear around the house, unless we have company, and I go to make him his breakfast.

First, though, I wash up quickly: brushing my teeth and gurgling some mouth wash, combing my hair, spray on some cologne and deodorant. I always want to look and smell good, be attractive, for my Daddy, even fist thing in the morning.

When his breakfast is ready, I serve it to him in his bed. By this time he is already awake, sitting up in bed, a smile on his face, the covers down revealing his routine and massive morning wood. "Good morning, Chrissy," he chimes. "Morning, Daddy ," I respond. "I see you got my breakfast," he said, stroking his cock, "and I got YOUR 'S." He winked devilishly. I knew exactly what he wanted. I put is breakfast down on top of the end table, climb on to the bed, then grab my Daddy's dick and guide it to my mouth. Yep. Breakfast is served. Pre-cum already wet my lips as I wrapped them around the head, then licked it and the shaft up and down. My hands massaged his balls at the same time, and I then fingered his prostate. I swallowed his entire cock into my throat, sucking, "slurp, slurp, slurp," as I thrusted up and down, up and down, his penis going in and out, in and out of my throat. I could see his smile get even bigger, his eyes widen, and he looked up in ecstasy. Inside my mouth, his huge cock throbbed, swelled, then shook as it blew his tasty man-juice, his semen, his sperm, all that DNA into me. I swallowed all I could. My once empty stomach started to feel full. Yep. I just had my breakfast. It was my Daddy's special recipe. I got up, wiping the excess cum from my lips and chin, and got off the bed. Time to bring the breakfast plate I made him over to him.

Sometimes we shower together, still kissing, groping, sucking and even fucking each other there. Then off to work he goes, while I stay home, in just my panties, and take care of the house. I do all the "housewife" stuff: the cleaning, the laundry, making dinner. I am even allowed to drive one of his cars and do food shopping and other errands, just as long as I don't tell anyone about us. My Daddy is keeping me a secret. No one knows he is gay, or that I am, much less that I live with him time-to-time. I am his secret little plaything, and this secrecy makes our affair even more juicier and exciting. They may think I am just a roommate, that I rent a room in his house, but that would be it. He considers me his best kept secret.

Sometimes he calls me from work, "Hi, Chrissy-baby, how are you?" "Good, Daddy," I'd answer. "I can't wait to get home and see you in those panties," he'd whisper, making sure none of his co-workers heard him.

Later that night, my Daddy will be home so I am under orders to have his dinner ready for him. And I am to greet him, every night, at the door still in just my panties. From the dining room where am I placing his dinner plate on the table, I hear my Daddy unlock then open the front door. I quickly walk over to greet him. We embrace, kissing with our tongues exploring the inside of each other's mouths, our hands doing the same to our bodies. But he steps away. He looks upset. "I've had a really bad day," he complains. And the stress is evident on his face. I know exactly how to relieve it. "Then we need to relieve all that stress," I said. I unzip his pants, take out his cock, get on my knees and let him blow all his stress and anger into my mouth and down my throat. That calms him down every time. "Chrissy," he compliments, "you always know what to do. You always know how to satisfy me and make me happy."

After dinner, with the lights off, we usually cuddle on the couch watching TV, my head sometimes resting on his shoulder or on his strong, hairy chest. I even at times sit in his lap, his dick just poking, just teasing my butthole. Then off to bed again where we again spoon tightly all night. Yes, there are times when we will have full-out sex, taking turns being on top of each other, kissing and sucking each other's ears, necks, shoulders, chest, stomach, and finally cock and balls. There are times he would shove his dick into my rectum, and we would take turns giving anal sex to each other as we are both versatile.

In fact, some mornings instead of sucking on my Daddy's morning wood, he would relieve it inside my ass, he would give me a quick anal fucking.

One time he came home with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. "These are for you," he said. "You are so special to me." Yes, I know, it is strange to bring a guy flowers, but I do like them and I appreciate the thought and the work that went into it, even if all my Daddy did was pluck them himself from off the street. Valentines Day I'd get a card and chocolates, maybe some new lace panties; pink, purple, or blue, I already have black. Or maybe a new sex toy. Of course, we'd celebrate each other's birthdays and get birthday presents for each other.

We'd go out on dates to gay bars and nightclubs where we can feel safe enough to be ourselves and show our love in public, unable to keep our hands (and our mouths) off each other. My Daddy even took me by the hand and forced me onto the dance floor with him even though I am shy and don't know how to dance. Sometimes we did go out to a straight place like a fancy restaurant, the movies, and such, when we did we did our hardest to act straight, to just seem like friends or even like father and son instead of boyfriends, so as to not give us away and accidentally out each other.

When I am "bad," my Daddy has to spank me. Usually I am lying across his lap, ass-up, my hard, wet cock poking his crotch when he does it. Sometimes I am bent over something, like a bed or table. All my spankings would almost always inevitably end up in a finger-fuck and even full on anal sex. But hard, deep, painful anal sex, to teach me a lesson.

One day my Daddy brought me a "friendship" bracelet with his name on it. He asked me to always wear it and it would remind me of him, he wore a similar bracelet with my name on it. We wear each other's undies and other clothes at times, and I even got his first name tattooed on my genitals, as seen in the pixies here. I feel so special, so possessed, so conquered and "owned" having my Daddy's name branded on me like cattle.
(In this photo are names of all the men I have been with.):

Last night my Daddy had a huge wonderful surprise for me: some of his male co-workers, all his age (70) or older, came home with him and wanted to fuck me. Three of them...they took turns fucking my ass and stroking my cock. All bareback, with so much cum it was overflowing and spilling back out of my crack. A girl even came home once, and she rode my cock until it exploded into her. I tell ya, my Daddy is the best! He really knows how to take care of me, how to satisfy all my bisexual needs, and I know how to care for him.


Of course, as I said above, all that is just fantasy: none of it happened yet. Again, I do have a "Daddy," but I don't live with him, and while we do go on dates where he always picks up the tab, as of yet he never gave me money or let me borrow his car. Will you be my Sugar Daddy? The one I live with or do overnight visits with and satisfy sexually? And who will spoil me and give me gifts like flowers, chocolates, cards, and "friendship" bracelets?

If you like what you read, please message me, flirt with me, give me tips and gifts, and friend request me. You might even like and comment on my other stories and blog posts and on my pixies and videos. You can also reach me at chrissy4 AT protonmail DOT com or at five six 2- seven 26- eight three 26. I only do text. Yet still, you might like my other blog, bicurioussd. hotviber. com or just Google search for "Adventures of a Bi Male , " or for the terms "bimaleslutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submisivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. Thanks! Love you all! Kisses!
- {=} Chrissy
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Girls Can Hit Me Up Too
Posted:Oct 20, 2018 4:22 pm
Last Updated:Jan 17, 2019 10:03 pm
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What is it with these girls in their 20s who "like" my pixies but when I go to "friend" them their profiles are "turned off"? Are they fakes? Bots? Or just real but did turn their profiles off temporarily due to getting too much attention to handle? I am bisexual, I like a smooth, curvy female body too and I can pleasure women also. I can be a "normal" top alpha masculine man to a girl if she wants, or the slave to a dominatrix or the boy toy to a Cougar. While I enjoy older men a lot, I miss the feel of a girl's soft body and the feel of her clit as my dick enters her vag.

If you are looking for a normal date and relationship (AdultFriendFinder is a weird place to look for that, though), I can do that. I can take a girl out to a nice dinner, then walk along the harbor in the moonlight as the city lights in the skyline twinkle on...we'd sit on a bench watching the boats go by on the water and the sun setting behind the water, holding hands. I would be respectful and not make a "move" unless i got the right signals or was flat out told "yes." Then I put my arms around her, let her put her head on my shoulder maybe we even kiss. When I take her home, take YOU home, I walk you to the door, but only kiss you if you allow it. I don't ask to come in, not on the first date. But if you offer, I would. If you prefer a dinner and a movie instead, okay, or go out to a club, well, I'm not a club person, but I would go for a girl.

If you're a woman, please don't be afraid to hit up this bisexual man. I am all-STD free and can prove it. And like I said above, we can even just end up as friends, either way you'd get a free dinner, and maybe a movie or club, out of it. Thanks!
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My Daddy's Gift
Posted:Oct 7, 2018 9:11 pm
Last Updated:Jan 17, 2019 5:13 am
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Last Friday night I met up with a lover from AdultFriendFinder I've known for a year or more off and on and have hooked up with before in the past. I call him Daddy. My Daddy is 70 years old because I like older guys, and the older the better, and wants to help me navigate and get experienced in the world of male slutness and said that most men want a "sissyboy" and one that is shaved smooth and a bit fem. I am not fem, T/TS/TV or a cross-dresser, I am all boy, just "younger" and submissive, but I can be a bit fem, I guess. I am a shaved-smooth bisexual male slut, a sissyboi with my boipussy ready for old men, being the bottom, submissive receiver. I like feeling the hairy, wrinkled chest of an old man against my shaved-smooth boyish one. Friday my Daddy gave me a pair of black lace panties as a gift and helped put them on me. He also helped me shave my legs and my ass. My armpits, chest, stomach, pubic area, and cock and balls were already shaved. I was reluctant to shave my legs because most people who know me wouldn't understand if they saw them and because some of my lovers here like me hairy. But i finally figured that no one would really see my legs since I don't wear shorts too often and as for my lovers who like hairy bodies, well, it will all grow back, and pretty quickly.

It was erotic, intimate and special when my Daddy shaved my ass, getting up inside my crack with the clippers. It is a great bonding experience. I wanted him to go farther, to shove that, or SOMETHING into my hungry and empty hole, but, sadly, he didn't. As the hair, like 10 pounds worth, filled up the bathtub, my Daddy said, "Well, we did miss a few spots and this isn't perfect. But you just have so much hair! This will take a few times." I then turned the shower on to wash off the loose excess hair on me. "I'll leave you alone," my Daddy said, leaving the bathroom., "You don't want to hop in the shower with me?" I asked. "No, my stomach still hurts." My Daddy complained. He had said earlier how he suddenly had an upset stomach. This was after we played with each other's genitals, sucked each other's cocks, and jacked each other off. This was after he straddled me and kissed and groped me all over, while I did the same to him, and we took turns sucking each other's nipples. And after we ate some pizza and hot wings we had delivered to our motel room.

When I was done, both of us still naked, I hoped back into bed with my Daddy who then helped me shave my arms, with a towel under them to catch the hair. My arms was another area of my body that I was reluctant to shave since most people do see them alot, but I just went ahead and did it anyways. They are still hairy, but not like an ape as they were before!

We both wanted to fuck again, but my Daddy was still so sick so couldn't. We finally fell asleep, but we didn't spoon or cuddle like I did with most of my lovers I layed in bed with, but that was okay. Just sleeping naked in the same bed with an older man made me feel special and was an erotic experience to me. Throughout the night my Daddy had to use the bathroom, even vomiting at one time he later confessed to me. In the morning we had one last hug, kiss, and groping before leaving the motel, my Daddy giving me a ride back to my place. Then he was off back to his home up in Temecula, just over an hour north of my place in Bankers Hill near downtown San Diego.

That night my Daddy had told me he wants me to wear those black lace panties anytime I hook up with a guy, saying they would really appreciate it. And he had given me a calendar also as a gift, saying I should chronicle my sessions with guys. I am committed to following my Daddy's orders. Right?

This was last Friday. I am a male slut and whore who likes being passed around like so much meat, and I was fucked last weekend, so who will fuck me this weekend? Will it be you?

If you like what you read, please message me, flirt with me, give me tips and gifts, and friend request me. You might even like and comment on my other stories and blog posts and on my pixies and videos. You can also reach me at chrissy4 AT protonmail DOT com or at five six 2- seven 26- eight three 26. I only do text. Yet still, you might like my other blog. Just Google search for "Adventures of a Bi Male Slut, " or for the terms "bimaleslutsd," "bicurioussd," or "submisivesonsd." I suggest searching Google images. Thanks! Love you all! Kisses!
- {=} Chrissy




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