Share your stories of punting debauchary

[Punterman]

I won't to know what is really going on behind those closed doors in the shops that we frequent. Yesterday one of the girls that I saw told me a few stories like a customer that booked her for 15 hours straight, two customers who met in the shop reception last week, who did not know each other, agreed to book her together for 4 hours and spent most of it dildoing each other's arses with her vibrator.

Another customer got her dildo stuck in his arse and the shop had to call an ambulance to take him to hospital. Customers who dress up in women's clothes, customers who want the girls to shout and swear at them.

I am tame when you hear these stories. I punt a lot but I am seeking GFE and girls that like to orgasm. My 3 1/2 hour session yesterday that I posted on general talk where I punted with two girls and another forum member in the same room was my most debaucharous ever session.

Tell us your most debaucharous stories please. If you don't want to admit that it was you, feel free to start with....." I know a guy who once.........".

I want to hear about punting in all it's messy glory.

Let's get dirty.

[God Member]

Generally speaking punterman, sexual adventurism is an incremental thing. Small steps taken in the search for new sensations that make your end point very different to your vanilla starting point. It is a psychological thing, becoming comfortable with new practices, and it can only occur over a period of years. Most are happy and comfortable in the more sedate side of things, to go further than that it takes a particular temperament that is a lot less common .

The active posters here probably won't have much to put in this thread therefore. Readers who aren't members would have more stories as that is from a much bigger pool.

[CunningLinguist]

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[Punterman]

Looks like a dud thread I started......oh well perhaps we want to keep our dirty secrets behind those closed doors.

[God Member]

Looks like a dud thread I started......oh well perhaps we want to keep our dirty secrets behind those closed doors.

That's not it. And you must mean two closed doors, as we are all a bunch of anonymous user names anyway. (And hence it is pretty ridiculous that your threesome partner the other day, is, er, too ashamed to shame his user name. :shout:) Didn't you read my reasons why the thread wasn't likely to go anywhere? Punterman, you are a rare bird on the ground. A "debauched" sophistication in sexual practice requires a mental evolution before a physical one is possible. Few have this motivation, desire or capability. Timidity rules, but people find their own level of comfort. I do think that you grow when your boundaries are challenged though.

[michaelml]

I just want to know Punterman, do you accept apprentices? I would like to learn the secrets of women pleasuring like you

[Punterman]

I just want to know Punterman, do you accept apprentices? I would like to learn the secrets of women pleasuring like you

Lots of practice makes perfect

[Punterman]

That's not it. And you must mean two closed doors, as we are all a bunch of anonymous user names anyway. (And hence it is pretty ridiculous that your threesome partner the other day, is, er, too ashamed to shame his user name. :shout:) Didn't you read my reasons why the thread wasn't likely to go anywhere? Punterman, you are a rare bird on the ground. A "debauched" sophistication in sexual practice requires a mental evolution before a physical one is possible. Few have this motivation, desire or capability. Timidity rules, but people find their own level of comfort. I do think that you grow when your boundaries are challenged though.

I do find myself seeking more outrageous sessions. A normal one doesn't cut it anymore.

[shootermcgavin]

I rimmed Karen in front of an open door at 533 while she fucked a dildo propped up on the arm of the couch in room 1.

She likes to get caught in the act, and I was horny as fuck.

Apart from that, I've also had sex with the light on a bunch of times.

[michaelml]

Lots of practice makes perfect

master teach me

[Jamiehidden]

Did anyone come in? I can't imagine walking in to see that!

[Raybo]

There used to be a member in here that got banned again and again and again. He generally talked shit and seemed to have some agenda but one thing he said that rang true was the law of diminishing returns. I strongly believe this applies to punting.......hence the need or desire to try someone or something new each time.

[shootermcgavin]

Did anyone come in? I can't imagine walking in to see that!

I couldnt see into the hall, my face was buried, but Angie popped in to drop off some lube and laughed.

[Speechwriter]

That's not it. And you must mean two closed doors, as we are all a bunch of anonymous user names anyway. (And hence it is pretty ridiculous that your threesome partner the other day, is, er, too ashamed to shame his user name. :shout:) Didn't you read my reasons why the thread wasn't likely to go anywhere? Punterman, you are a rare bird on the ground. A "debauched" sophistication in sexual practice requires a mental evolution before a physical one is possible. Few have this motivation, desire or capability. Timidity rules, but people find their own level of comfort. I do think that you grow when your boundaries are challenged though.

God Member, may I ask what you do for a living?

You are clearly an educated man (assuming you are not trans, inter or identify as a woman ) and you've brought an intellectual, almost psychological flavour to this thread. Thank you. I believe it has a place.

My take is that "debauched" is a relative term. What I find debauched will be different to what Punterman finds debauched, or what Caligula found debauched when he ruled Rome (A horse? Really, A HORSE?)

Others might say that debauchery is the first stair that leads down to a dark dungeon of pervisity, sadism and finally insanity (or something worse). Just sayin'.

However, for now, I'll step down from my pulpit, and share my one and only story of sexual "debauchery".

Two friends (both Aussies) and I were in Los Angeles. Our Sydney flight had been diverted from its original destination (Vancouver) and we were forced to lay-over for the night in LA in one of those 3-star hotels that airlines chuck you in in such circumstances. It was a dump.

We're all 23. It's 10pm when we check in. Near the airport and miles from anything resembling fun. Cashed up. What to do?

Both my travelling companions are cops -- one's a Fed, one NSW anti-theft squad. We're so young and stupid we decide to buy a couple of "escorts" from the Yellow Pages -- the Yellow Pages! -- and get them to come to our room.

Summer and April arrive about an hour later. California beach babe types, stacked, bleached, tanned, rustic, and dressed like hookers. We reckoned they were mid to late 20s.

We've already finished 3 beers each, so we're loose. The girls arrive with a bottle of bourban. It must have been cheap.

We negotiate a price -- from memory US$250 for both girls for 2 hours; it was 20 years ago -- and the party starts with S & A on their knees giving the 3 of us BBBJs. Alternating. Whichever one of us wasn't in their mouth each time, would be walking around feeling up their tits and arse. And fingering their pussies. And pouring a bourban, neat.

The BJs continue for about 10 minutes until Summer turns to my mate (a big fucker who played first grade rugby league in Sydney with 2 different clubs) and says to him "I want you to fuck me over that sofa".

I think my mate -- 192cms and 95kgs all in the right places -- actually started to dribble. I've never seen a man hammer a woman so hard. She was screaming. And loving it.

The other girl, April, turns to me and says something like "what have you got sugar?"

I shit myself. She walks over, grabs my hard cock and DTs me, gurgling and slurping.

"I'm not sure this is going to be enough for me baby," she says between gurgles.

So she grabs my other mate, who's hung like a donkey, and firms him right up again with her mouth. My cock, then my mate's cock. Mine, then his. She's a machine.

"Oh my. We're going to need the goat skin for you honey," she says to my mate.

I'd never heard the term before, but soon found out she was talking about a condom made of goat skin, for bigger cocks. She puts this goat skin dom on my mate, and a regular dom on me (with her mouth) and she tells us to take turns doing her doggy. She's standing in high heels and a black thong, while we take turns pounding her from behind. Tits and blonde her flaying all over the place.

Truth be told lads, I wasn't enjoying myself that much. It was OK

I had done a tag team with 2 girls and the rugby league player once before in Sydney. I fucked one, while he fucked the other. No swaps. The girls weren't into it. But they were happy to be fucked and sucked and bounced side-by-side. I enjoyed that MUCH more.

We continue for about an hour and 15 with the LA whores, Summer and April, swapping, leering, book-ending them cunt and mouth, every position that room would allow, including the floor, bathroom and kitchenette, until we fell into bit of a lull.

That's when the footy player grabbed what was left in the bottle of bourban, about half full.

Now this will be quite tame for most of you guys, but I'll never forget the sight of my mate, the NSW Police anti-tehft squad constable, balls deep into Summer from behind standing up. He's swigging the bourban from one hand. He has his other hand firmly around her throat, arching her head and body backwards to share a mouthful of bourban with her. It doesn't quite work, and most of the bourban pours down the girl's tits, tummy and pussy. They both laugh, and he pumps her ferociously for another minute or so until he comes.

There's my bechmark of debauchery right there -- me watching my big mate slam a tall blonde with big tits from behind, with sweat and spit and bourbon and come flying everywhere.

I've never been involved in anything like it since.

[michaelml]

God Member, may I ask what you do for a living?

You are clearly an educated man (assuming you are not trans, inter or identify as a woman ) and you've brought an intellectual, almost psychological flavour to this thread. Thank you. I believe it has a place.

My take is that "debauched" is a relative term. What I find debauched will be different to what Punterman finds debauched, or what Caligula found debauched when he ruled Rome (A horse? Really, A HORSE?)

Others might say that debauchery is the first stair that leads down to a dark dungeon of pervisity, sadism and finally insanity (or something worse). Just sayin'.

However, for now, I'll step down from my pulpit, and share my one and only story of sexual "debauchery".

Two friends (both Aussies) and I were in Los Angeles. Our Sydney flight had been diverted from its original destination (Vancouver) and we were forced to lay-over for the night in LA in one of those 3-star hotels that airlines chuck you in in such circumstances. It was a dump.

We're all 23. It's 10pm when we check in. Near the airport and miles from anything resembling fun. Cashed up. What to do?

Both my travelling companions are cops -- one's a Fed, one NSW anti-theft squad. We're so young and stupid we decide to buy a couple of "escorts" from the Yellow Pages -- the Yellow Pages! -- and get them to come to our room.

Summer and April arrive about an hour later. California beach babe types, stacked, bleached, tanned, rustic, and dressed like hookers. We reckoned they were mid to late 20s.

We've already finished 3 beers each, so we're loose. The girls arrive with a bottle of bourban. It must have been cheap.

We negotiate a price -- from memory US$250 for both girls for 2 hours; it was 20 years ago -- and the party starts with S & A on their knees giving the 3 of us BBBJs. Alternating. Whichever one of us wasn't in their mouth each time, would be walking around feeling up their tits and arse. And fingering their pussies. And pouring a bourban, neat.

The BJs continue for about 10 minutes until Summer turns to my mate (a big fucker who played first grade rugby league in Sydney with 2 different clubs) and says to him "I want you to fuck me over that sofa".

I think my mate -- 192cms and 95kgs all in the right places -- actually started to dribble. I've never seen a man hammer a woman so hard. She was screaming. And loving it.

The other girl, April, turns to me and says something like "what have you got sugar?"

I shit myself. She walks over, grabs my hard cock and DTs me, gurgling and slurping.

"I'm not sure this is going to be enough for me baby," she says between gurgles.

So she grabs my other mate, who's hung like a donkey, and firms him right up again with her mouth. My cock, then my mate's cock. Mine, then his. She's a machine.

"Oh my. We're going to need the goat skin for you honey," she says to my mate.

I'd never heard the term before, but soon found out she was talking about a condom made of goat skin, for bigger cocks. She puts this goat skin dom on my mate, and a regular dom on me (with her mouth) and she tells us to take turns doing her doggy. She's standing in high heels and a black thong, while we take turns pounding her from behind. Tits and blonde her flaying all over the place.

Truth be told lads, I wasn't enjoying myself that much. It was OK

I had done a tag team with 2 girls and the rugby league player once before in Sydney. I fucked one, while he fucked the other. No swaps. The girls weren't into it. But they were happy to be fucked and sucked and bounced side-by-side. I enjoyed that MUCH more.

We continue for about an hour and 15 with the LA whores, Summer and April, swapping, leering, book-ending them cunt and mouth, every position that room would allow, including the floor, bathroom and kitchenette, until we fell into bit of a lull.

That's when the footy player grabbed what was left in the bottle of bourban, about half full.

Now this will be quite tame for most of you guys, but I'll never forget the sight of my mate, the NSW Police anti-tehft squad constable, balls deep into Summer from behind standing up. He's swigging the bourban from one hand. He has his other hand firmly around her throat, arching her head and body backwards to share a mouthful of bourban with her. It doesn't quite work, and most of the bourban pours down the girl's tits, tummy and pussy. They both laugh, and he pumps her ferociously for another minute or so until he comes.

There's my bechmark of debauchery right there -- me watching my big mate slam a tall blonde with big tits from behind, with sweat and spit and bourbon and come flying everywhere.

I've never been involved in anything like it since.

now thats a story, thanks for sharing

[rooter]

I like to keep my punting nice and vanilla.
My private sex life is debauched x1000.
Punting is my "normal" sex life.

[God Member]

God Member, may I ask what you do for a living?

Someone started a topic asking this question about everyone. The thread bombed. No-one wanted to give away jackshit. :shout:

I'll tell you what speechwriter, give me your multiple choice speculations about what I do and I'll say which one is the closest.

As Javier Bardem memorably said in No Country for Old Men "That's the best I can do." :D

[Punterman]

A great story speechwriter. Thanks for sharing.

[rojandro919]

Im pretty vanilla it seems

[kingyema]

My most debauched story occured in the back store room of a women's leather goods with a milf at Chatswood Chase.

Ah the memories, never thought fucking a mature aged woman was going to be that great. Especially in an unsual location and spurnof the moment type of thing where sexual tension broke loose.

[Speechwriter]

Someone started a topic asking this question about everyone. The thread bombed. No-one wanted to give away jackshit. :shout:

I'll tell you what speechwriter, give me your multiple choice speculations about what I do and I'll say which one is the closest.

As Javier Bardem memorably said in No Country for Old Men "That's the best I can do." :D


(a) change management consultant
(b) gastroenterologist
(c) stonemason
(d) vet
(e) undertaker

PS: Great film. Love the coin toss scene at the gas station.

[rooter]

Almost all my adult life has been total sexual debauchery.
Debauchery is my "normal".
The only thing I haven't tried is homosexuality, not because I have a moral objection, but just because I am not wired that way, blokes just don't turn me on.
There was a period in my 20s where I was really into Taoism and Buddhism and was celibate for several years.
But apart from that all my adult life has been casual sex, swingers parties, orgies, threesomes (MMF and FFM), foursomes, moresomes, gangbangs, BDSM, fetish, kink etc.
But for the last few years I have been in sexual semi retirement.
My idea of semi retirement is fucking 2 or 3 young Asian WLs per week.
It's my version of sitting in a comfy chair, having a cup of hot cocoa, and reading a good book.
The final thing I will try when I am in full retirement will be a loving monogamous relationship - that will be the ultimate debauchery for me.

[local]

My most debauched story occured in the back store room of a women's leather goods with a milf at Chatswood Chase.

Ah the memories, never thought fucking a mature aged woman was going to be that great. Especially in an unsual location and spurnof the moment type of thing where sexual tension broke loose.

Reminds me of many, many, years ago...
Roselands, in the old "grace bros" store, getting lost in the back area and asking a fellow employee (older female) for directions, she grabbed by the hand took me into a large cupboard sized room and showed me
:surprise:

[God Member]

change management consultant

Is there such a job? When asked what I wanted to be when I grew up I never had an answer. In fact, for a good while I didn’t have an answer even after I’d grown up. Maybe I still haven’t grown up. But as a boy if I had an answer, I doubt “change management consultant” would have burst from my lips.



stonemason

Not a mason, no, but sometimes I get stoned.


vet

There is another one pulled out of a hat. Vet? I’m not even into dogging.


gastroenterologist

That’s almost right Speechwriter! I have entered gastro tracts, both ends, so in that sense I am a gastroenterologist.


undertaker

All those chemicals and fluids and pale dead things? ahh, no, not for me..

Mate, thanks for your speculations, but I’m afraid they aren’t close. I’m not a waged employee, I can tell you that.:D

[Punterman]

Hilarious God member. Good replies

[Punterman]

I was with a WL yesterday. She likes to talk about some of her experiences. Recently two Asian men who had met over some adult forum booked her. One of the men wanted to fuck another man up the shitter so they arranged to meet with her and her job was to suck off the men to get them hard and then the men would fuck each other's arses. They did not fuck her.

She also showed me one interesting photo on her phone. You know when you go to say a footy match and people dress up in those coloured skintight costumes which are say red, yellow or green etc and it covers their whole body including their face like spiderman. Well this customer is sitting on her couch with one of those outfits on in black, with a hole in it where his cock goes and his very big dick fully erect and balls are poking out, the only bit of flesh on display. Apparently he bought three different colours and kept changing them. These girls should write books of their experiences as that would be a good read.

[Pussyhands]

I've never been involved in anything like it since.

Great story! Good fun all round even though it was ok a mmmff is a full house lol


I got a prostate massage from a girl at stilettos. She knew it was going to be messy but I didn't lol
Just a note, douche ur asshole before getting a prostate massage or expect shit to come out lol. And she jerked me off while ass fking me. Great times.

It was fking awesome though, one of the best unique feelings. She also lowered her pussy onto my feet and I feet fked her, imagine fingering a girl but I dunno better. It's another unique feeling when a girl knows what she is doing.

She also ran ice down my back and on my butt hole for some fire and ice.

Same girl also taught me how to eat pussy ahhahahahah

While licking her clit u pretty much rub ur nose / bit between ur nose and teeth on the boney bit above the clit.

Sadly I don't eat pussy much now days as I have had a few too many smelly pussy lols :(

Last pussy I ate was strawberry and a fantastic 69 from barbie both from ginza

Fk.... that 69 was off the chain

[Devilex]

Love this thread, thanks for starting it !
I guess I haven't done anything to out of norm but one thing I would love to is to do a WL with door open.
Another something I can share is that I went to couple's club and met an older couple, female was in her 50s and she gave me a real good BJ kerns down while I was having a chat with her husband over Sydney properties ...(awkwardly)

[CunningLinguist]

I'll tell you what speechwriter, give me your multiple choice speculations about what I do and I'll say which one is the closest.


Jumping on the badwagon:


Freelance writer

[God Member]

Cunninglinguist is the forum’s most valuable archival researcher and forensic detective. In fact, he is the only one. :D So his speculations and even some of his conclusions are not wind.


Freelance writer

But spare me from this suggestion and fate. That would be hard scrabble. Good for the ego maybe, but terrible for the pocket.

Imagine. Even to earn as little as $50k a year, you’d have to convince someone, somewhere, to give you, on average, a $1000 every week, just for your thoughts. Every week. And that includes Easter, Christmas and all of the January holiday season. And even that highly unlikely achievement for a pissweak 50k a year.

Holy shit.

In fact, on this topic, I remember reading in the Herald the results of a survey of freelance creatives such as actors, painters, writers and the like. They are lucky to earn on average 10-15k a year from their field. That is on average. The more successful ones get a lot more than that. So imagine the peanuts left over to divide amongst the majority who make up the rest of the average. :horror: Don’t put your daughter on the stage Mrs Worthington!

But now I’ve got the worry of living up in my posts to Cunninglinguist’s worthy estimation. I am comforted by the knowledge that he is a much better forensic detective than he is literary critic. So that takes some of the pressure off me. :D

Actually, I run an online and real world business (just me.) It is profitable enough, even though that is like asking how long is a piece of string. You can never have too much of that! :D

[God Member]

the Herald

Speaking of the Herald, I laughed the other day when I read it being called, for its unwavering advocacy, The Sydney Morning Homosexual

:shout:

[Speechwriter]

I knew it!

Internet entrepreneur was gunna be my next guess!

And re The Sydney Morning Homosexual -- [edited on the advice of someone who calls himself God].

Look forward to your next musing GM.

[God Member]

Hi Speechwriter, stick with Paul Newman! :D

[gbh]

subscribing

[CunningLinguist]

Cunninglinguist is the forum’s most valuable archival researcher and forensic detective. In fact, he is the only one. :D So his speculations and even some of his conclusions are not wind.



But spare me from this suggestion and fate. That would be hard scrabble. Good for the ego maybe, but terrible for the pocket.

Imagine. Even to earn as little as $50k a year, you’d have to convince someone, somewhere, to give you, on average, a $1000 every week, just for your thoughts. Every week. And that includes Easter, Christmas and all of the January holiday season. And even that highly unlikely achievement for a pissweak 50k a year.

Holy shit.

In fact, on this topic, I remember reading in the Herald the results of a survey of freelance creatives such as actors, painters, writers and the like. They are lucky to earn on average 10-15k a year from their field. That is on average. The more successful ones get a lot more than that. So imagine the peanuts left over to divide amongst the majority who make up the rest of the average. :horror: Don’t put your daughter on the stage Mrs Worthington!

But now I’ve got the worry of living up in my posts to Cunninglinguist’s worthy estimation. I am comforted by the knowledge that he is a much better forensic detective than he is literary critic. So that takes some of the pressure off me. :D

Actually, I run an online and real world business (just me.) It is profitable enough, even though that is like asking how long is a piece of string. You can never have too much of that! :D

Right I know who you are now!

[Devilex]

Back to the topic ...
I have a fantasy of meeting a WL right after she received CIM from her last customer ... and have DFK with her

[God Member]

Sorry Devilex, but there are several emotji that sum that idea up better than words can:

:startle: :spook: :horror: :amazing: :electric_shock:

In fact that is a sentence in itself!

[AHLUNGOR]

Back to the topic ...
I have a fantasy of meeting a WL right after she received CIM from her last customer ... and have DFK with her

Happy Mardi Gras !!

[God Member]

I think Devilex is pulling our legs ahlungor. :D

[Soccerfan]

I think Devilex is pulling our legs ahlungor. :D

I think that Devilex has a WL as a girlfriend, so it may be an acquired taste.

[r69]

Need to catch up on the bebauchary status... well outside my league here... compelled by punterman though...