Hot Carl
Red Whacker is hot!!
I was directed to this board by a dear friend. They told me this was a place of tolerance, and understanding. Let me tell you about myself. I live in a small sleepy town in Indiana. I've been happily married for about 6 years to my wondeful wife. We didn't partake in any "unusual" sexual activity (what most folks wouldn't consider unusual anyway) until about 3 months ago. That's when our lives changed forever...
We were bed one night, and we begin to fool around, but right after we began to have sex I begin to feel the urge to uh, deficate. So I decided just to hold it until our love making was over. Fortunatly, my body had other plans. As hard as I tried, as much as I resisted, alas, my bowels let loose. The warmth, the sudden explosion of it, made me ejaculate. I felt excitement, ecstasy as never before. But, then I thought of my wife beneath me. Was she replused? Was she embarassed? Mortified? DISGUSTED by the BM, and subsequent orgasm? No, she wasn't at all....
My loving wife was intrigued by what had happened, and was eager to try for herself. Now, here we are, 3 months later, immersed in this whole new world. Everything from dirty sanchezes, rusty trombones, hot lunches, blumpkns, cunnilumpkins, and of course the Hot Carl. I've been going around the internet searching for people who share our interests, and passion for this fetish. I've found much positive, and as you can guess much negative response to this, but I remain strong, and excited. So any of you Troll Kingdom posters who share this passion, or are intrigued please respond to this thread. Help me share my love of the excremental sex fetish. Everything from our body serves a purpose. Why not make the most of all its functions?
Thank you.
We were bed one night, and we begin to fool around, but right after we began to have sex I begin to feel the urge to uh, deficate. So I decided just to hold it until our love making was over. Fortunatly, my body had other plans. As hard as I tried, as much as I resisted, alas, my bowels let loose. The warmth, the sudden explosion of it, made me ejaculate. I felt excitement, ecstasy as never before. But, then I thought of my wife beneath me. Was she replused? Was she embarassed? Mortified? DISGUSTED by the BM, and subsequent orgasm? No, she wasn't at all....
My loving wife was intrigued by what had happened, and was eager to try for herself. Now, here we are, 3 months later, immersed in this whole new world. Everything from dirty sanchezes, rusty trombones, hot lunches, blumpkns, cunnilumpkins, and of course the Hot Carl. I've been going around the internet searching for people who share our interests, and passion for this fetish. I've found much positive, and as you can guess much negative response to this, but I remain strong, and excited. So any of you Troll Kingdom posters who share this passion, or are intrigued please respond to this thread. Help me share my love of the excremental sex fetish. Everything from our body serves a purpose. Why not make the most of all its functions?
Thank you.
