how did your fetish start?

My fetish are cock cages.
16 years ago, I read an article by a sex therapist in a magazine in my doctor's waiting room. The point was that, especially in long-term relationships, men often no longer satisfy their wives during sex because they come too quickly. Causes: too much porn consumption, masturbating too often, and so on. Nothing new I thought, but a word caught my eye. "Penis cage". The therapist recommended that the couples use a penis cage to prevent constant masturbation. I was immediately hooked.
At home I searched the net for penis cages. I came across a kind of blog from an older couple from the UK with the headline "My husband's chastity with cock cages. Effects on our relationship". The word “cock cage” excited me immensely. The man's cock was obviously permanently sealed. The couple took turns writing about their feelings and the impact on their sex life, but also daily life. And then there was this video. The couple naked on the bed. Both around 50, both on the chubby side. He was lying on his back, his metal cock cage clearly visible. The woman opens the lock and removes the cage. His dick gets hard immediately. She jerks him off very slowly and says,
Oh, someone is very horny. Do you want to fuck me, my darling?
Yesss.
Are you allowed to fuck me?
No.
Why not?
I can't do it, I come too soon, you won't have an orgasm.
Exactly. Do you want to cum?
Yessss, pleeeease.
And then she said the magical sentence that my wife would also say to me six months later:
"When was your last time? Let me think.....Wasn't that just recently,... two months ago. No, no. It's not your turn yet. You'll have to wait another month ...... at least."
My cock exploded in an orgasm like I had never experienced before.
I was totally fascinated, it was immediately clear to me that I wanted that too. Wanted to wear a cock cage and have my wife have the keys. I couldn't get it out of my head. Six months later my wish became reality. The lock clicked softly, my wife had the keys and took control.
 
Mine started, thanks to a forum called 'The Experience Project'. I was the typical prim and proper girl - went to church and shit - and had sex with a boy. Was deeply embarrassed, in the eyes of god, and was pointed to 'EP' to talk with likeminded people. Just to process all the 'you can still be a good person' stuff.

Only, 'EP' was also full of other degerates and lowlifes. I found myself reading about this woman, boo, that hooked, had kids, had a husband who was happy with her lifestyle, smoked, drank and did drugs. She walked it like she talked it. It was a huge eyeopener for me, and a huge turn-on. It left me with a bunch of sleepless nights. I read and re-read more and more.

Then, as in my story, I plucked up courage to talk with her. It didn't start well...and I just blurted out that I wanted to be like her. For her to train me.

Then, that's how it started. Jumping through hoops to prove my worth and all that kind of shit, until 14 years later from that prim and proper teen I've become a street hooker, like my owner, and I do all the vices that she does. Happily so.

That's my start. Was I happy then? I thought I was. I am much happier now.

A x
 
My overwhelming love for blowjobs? There's just something about a mouth. There's just something about being sucked dry that feels so much better to me than literally any other thing. A tongue twirling around the head of my cock on top of everything else, just stimulates like nothing else.

Actually no. I'm going to have to amend that answer, because I have been thinking.
Condoms is the reason why I love blowjobs.

When I started out, it was always 100% condoms during sex between my girlfriend and me. It is the clever one-stop shop to both prevent babies and the spread of STDs and safe sex is smart y'all.

But it also meant that blowjobs were different. (Yes there, are STDs that spread that way too, you are free to be smarter than we were. We were mostly busy trying to dodge any babies happening, but I digress...)

Blowjobs was when I got to lie back and enjoy being pleased. Blowjobs was when I got to have the full sensation, and not have that thin layer of latex dampening every sensation a little. Blowjobs was when I didn't have to do the undignified little shuffle out of be to dispose of a condom after sex. Blowjobs was my very loving girlfriend letting me have freedom from condoms, and enjoy sexual pleasures fully and entirely.

So yeah, no wonder that flicked on some switch it has never been possible to switch off ever since.
 
I have always had a fetish for jizz, cum, spunk, semen. Call it what you will. For me it is the most amazing fliud known to man or woman.

It began way back when I was a girl living on a farm in Wales. One of the farm cats had a littler of kittens. I wanted to see them and play with them. But my father had put them in a box and in one of the outhouses. The problem was it was the out house where the farm chemicals were stored and as such I was forbidden to ever go in there. It was dangerous.

Of course I did sneak in one day. Then I heard someone just outside the door. I quickly hid behind some boxes. In came my older brother and his friend. I was only 12 years old. They took out a magazine. Obviously a girlie magazine because the were talking about tits etc as the turned the pages. Next thing I know they are masturbating. Gladly I could only see my brothers friend and not my brother. I was transfixed by his dick. But when he began to shoot his cum I was completely fascinated. and I have been since.
 
I think mine started out in college. My college GF, the love of my life at the time dumped me and I was completely destroyed. Drinking too much, smoking too much, not going to classes, just bummed every minute of the day. So, one night I was more than a little buzzed when I saw her walking back to her Sorority house with another guy and I decided to follow along from a distance. I already knew that from the roof of the student union building you could see clearly into her bedroom; it was only a two-floor building. Her and I had joked many times about how someone could look right in and watch us. So up I went to see what was going on. I was leaning up against an air conditioning unit in the dark looking directly into her room. I was half crying fully hard watching another guy fucking the hell out of her. Out came the cock hard as hell and throbbing. I bet it wasn't even a minute before I exploded all over that roof.

Since then, I've always been a voyeur and totally get off on watching or hearing
 
My primary fetish (outdoor play, public play) began as a teenager. There was a park near me that had a nature trail that was basically never used. I would explore this trail and at times strip down and masturbate there in nature. I did this fairly often until it was eventually bulldozed and turned to housing. These days the closest I get to public play, is driving home from work nude and occasionally stroking while driving.
 
As a kid the girl next door asked me if I thought her feet were pretty, that kicked off a recurring dream that evolved into me licking between her toes.
 
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