u/Grouchy-Bag-

I’ve been looking at this kink for a while now and I want to be a piggy too. I’ve got some experience in pet play, but not specially in being a pig. It turns me on so much to think about being a toilet piggy. Or a public piggy.

Age: 20 Height: 5’4 Weight: 128 pounds

Kinks: pet play, degradation, humiliation, being submissive, public, pussy torture, object insertion, body writing, pee, toilet play for humiliation purposes

Limits: feet, diapers, anything bloody and I don’t send pics. But I will try to be descriptive, or at least answer in full sentence (unless the conversation doesn’t require it)

I think it’s so scary when a guy suddenly wraps his hand around my throat while we fuck. But I know in order to be a good toy I need to get used to it. Please help me learn

It’s been almost a year now that I’ve had sex with a 56 year old man I met online. I’ve always been on the kinkier side of things. I like to try stuff out, enjoy heavier kinks too. I have a complicated relationship with my parents, which I’m sure feeds into this as well. Well, anyway. Me and the guy met on a dating app, talked for a while, met for dinner, decided to go to a hotel after. He knew I was into heavier stuff, bdsm or general rough sex. At the time I only ever had sex with guys around my age (or like, a couple years older), I even made jokes about how he’s ‘older than my dad’ to my friends.

We screwed slow. Did missionary. I was a bit confused at first, even felt a little lost and out of place, but he smelled nice and was sexy and so I thought ‘awe, whatever, he probably won’t take long anyway’. The turning point came when he leaned over more, hugged me gently, started kissing my neck and whispered sweet things into my ear. It’s so basic, I’ve had the same thing happening a dozen times and it doesn’t get me going at all. He started telling me I was ‘so sweet’ and ‘alluring’, (like hello? I’ve never been called that. Who even uses that word!) And he patted my fucking head and caressed my fucking cheek and kept telling me I was good and he was proud of me. I swear I don’t have a praise kink, not really, but something about the entire situation awakened something in me I wasn’t aware of before. He barely did anything outside of sweet caresses (and of course the slow screw), no nibbling on my ear or any of that shit, it was all just words and a few skilled touches. I never came so hard in my entire life and have yet to experience it again.

He ghosted me the next day. I don’t know why, maybe the age gap was too much. Maybe he got kids my age and felt guilty. Maybe he didn’t like it, or didn’t find it special at all, but damn. Damn.

Since then I’ve tried to replicate the scenario, the situation, I even started explicitly seeking out older guys, but nothing has ever been the same. I still enjoy sex, sure, and I learned new things about me since then. I still enjoy the fantasy around older guys, but nothing has ever been even remotely comparable.

I’m really into older guys and I love to be a slut for them. You can throw some misogyny/patriarchy play in there as well. I also fantasize about someone threatening to tell my dad what an attention seeking whore I am online. tell me how to please you, i promise I’ll behave 👾🫧