That's a very interesting and deep rooted sexual world. My grooming goes back to my childhood too. Certain things take shape early in life, and with me the way you have been formed will follow you in the way you interact with others, what your likes and dislikes are and your personality. Being groomed early led to similar experiences following me in a long vein.
She was my next door neighbor. Shannon was slightly older than me and had a lot more liberties than me. My mother was an old fashoned "Spare the rod spoil the child type" My biggest rule was stay in the yard when I was so young and when I got caught leaving the yard out came the strap. Shannon had more freedoms and we hung out together. I guess I had a puppy love crush on her and she was able to influence me quite easily. There was a small mom&pop store in our neighborhood not far from my house and shannon always lured me out of my yard by offering to buy candy and share it with me. I couldn't resist her feminine wiles and always thought I could get back to my yard without getting caught. I never could. She would suggest we go round back of the store where there was a brook where we liked to sit by and enjoy our candy,keeping me there as long as she could. She seemed to know that it was just a matter of time before we could hear my mother calling for me. She was like a little Eddie Haskel and I didn't have a clue. When we got back to the yard mom would be out there with her leather strap.Shannon would laugh with delight as I got my ass whipped and my mother never blamed her for her part. I was so easily manipulated by her, I never learned my lesson and just repeated this behavoir. This is just the beginning though, a few years later my mother got a part time job and hired Shannon to do some house work and such while she was at work.This was where she expanded her influence over me.
He's got a big long fat dildo and I lose the fight and he smacks the crap out of me with this fat rubber dick. That's pretty funny.
He was hitting me pretty hard too. I think I might have cried. He just kept hitting me in the face with it again and again.He's got a big long fat dildo and I lose the fight and he smacks the crap out of me with this fat rubber dick. That's pretty funny.
After that how did you view or think about Mom? Ever fantasizing of watching her?
What ever became of her, do you know?
I really don't know I lost track of Makiko after she rejected me. I'll show you her face pic in private if you like.
I'd like that ,use the conversations portal on WWTP. She had a mean streak towards you. She sounds like she would make a good dominatrix or maybe a strict cuckoldress like my wife.
Well i was devastated because I believed she was a traditional wholesome mom. For the most part she was. I struggled with believing she was a cheater and a slut. I struggled with her sleeping with another race. Remember, this was the early 80’s and there were only a few black people in my town. Then I found my Dads interracial porn & cuckold Stash. It was all black guys fucking white women. It was stories about husbands letting their Wife’s get fucked by black men. My Dad was on a ship in the navy that was a large percentage of black men. I have to think his kink started there. After I found the stash. I struggled with the reality that my Dad probably set it up, and probably had her hook up with other black men at times. They left us with a baby sitter once a month and went into the city to stay the night. So who knows what they were up To.
Makiko was very cruel and it stung for a while. I think Makiko would have little problem cucking me had we gotten into a relationship, and I think it would have gotten very nasty and kinky. At that age I didn't realize I could enjoy being cucked, that was all later.
