Tomsub it wasn’t by choice

Back in 1975, when I was just 18 living in a prejudiced UK, two lovely older gentlemen seduced me in the nearby restrooms. If you need the specifics, we can talk privately; since this is our community space here, I’ll focus on that side of things as context matters to me. I was quite slender with long curly hair, hadn’t begun shaving yet and had very little body hair overall, but possessed an unchecked sexual appetite not yet fulfilled by either gender. Both women and men drew my interest, and the tales plus rough sketches scrawled on the bathroom walls felt deeply arousing.

The experience began when I was told that my orgasm wasn’t part of their desires—it would be overlooked as insignificant to whatever activity was happening, and any drop in attentiveness wouldn’t be tolerated. This quickly made me find pleasure in serving them more while steering clear of…

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I'd be keen to chat. Once you're set up to send and receive PMs feel free to drop me a message alright? Cheers. MsM’s ld