Discovering My Kinks- A Non Vanilla Sex Life ♕

They say, as a rule, everybody has at least one.

Initially, I never cared about discovering my kinks. For the most part, I was unsure if I even had any. After all, my conservative upbringing only ever pushed vanilla sex.

Subsequently, I became addicted to porn, which introduced me to a world outside of vanilla. Generally speaking, I had no clue about many of the things I was watching. Searching through all of the categories intrigued me. Although I figured it wouldn’t be surprising if it led to me discovering my kinks. But, coupled with my lack of physical experience at the time, those things seemed so far out of reach.

Finally having sex put me on the path to discovering my kinks.

And just like that, I couldn’t get enough. There were so many things I never knew I was into. Blowjobs were hot. But even hotter was the look on a guy’s face when I’d slip a finger into his ass while sucking him. While sliding in and out of his tightness, I’d think about how much I’d love to peg him.

Pegging quickly became one of my favorites. It made sense when I later realized I was into domination. The look of eager obedience on my sub’s face never got old.

Discovering my kinks included a variety of things.

Few things in life are black and white. This certainly proved true when coming to terms with certain kinks I had. After all, as much as I loved taking charge, there was a certain comfort in submitting. Being down on my knees and receiving orders and punishments was a release of sorts.

Besides, it wasn’t long before I realized that I enjoyed rougher sex as well. The crack of a belt across my skin. The sting of a firm palm on my ass or even across my face would make my pussy clench. The tightness of a hand around my throat.

Discovering my kinks made me want things I never realized I was down for. I enjoyed having my mouth spit into. Getting my hair pulled while being pounded from behind was the best.

I couldn’t believe all that I had been missing out on.

For every new thing I realized I was into, there was someone who could show me the ropes. Finding a guy who shared my kinks was always the best experience. More often than not, they were more knowledgeable than I was about that particular thing. And so it was that I gained more know-how.

Practice makes perfect. And perfection required patience. The more effort I put into discovering my kinks, the better sex became for me. And I feel as though I’m always finding new ones.  As mentioned before, I enjoyed pegging. Admittedly, it did take me several tries to get it right. Accordingly, I learned the value of patience. As I’d ready that tight hole for my stiff hard cock, I’d learned to take my time easing it in.

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