How to come out of the closet?

Well, I'm embarrassed to reveal to anyone my tendency, no. I know what it really is, but for the first time in my life, Except what I feel. It all started when I was a boy, in all that childhood shit, I had There was a lot of conflicting information. Some said you had to do the switch switch and so on. From then on, well, I learned to masturbate in a weird way that I was swinging my little finger, and it got really hard. And when I was making fun of him, The first time, it was an unforgettable little pain and pleasure, go out with a And I told him that I had made fun of him and he told me that he never He had been mocked and advised to masturbate by sticking a finger I thought it was kind of weird, but I didn't have any evil in me at the time, and I thought, So every time I masturbated, I stuck the end in. It was delicious. More and more, I became totally addicted. But I didn't talk to anyone. I went with a colleague once. In a factory that was shut down, we jumped over the wall, took off our clothes and stood masturbating, each in a corner, I was already used to finger in but I was ashamed, but that way I could not have fun, it was missing something, so I sat down on the floor and I opened my legs wide and I let myself feel the breeze on my ass, and the fellow just stared at me and said "what a dick" was he I made this observation and I enjoyed it more than ever, I didn't understand it. But I love women, because I'm gay. So I feel the need to always stick my finger in there? And little by little, the finger wasn't enough, so I started experimenting with other objects. such as a cord of a child's rod, then a housewife's rod, carrots, Bananas, I even went to the supermarket and bought one of those huge licorice And I shoved myself up my ass and I saw stars, 'cause I had some oil or something. I'd buy condoms then, and I'd wrap them in lingonberries, cucumbers, carrots, until a The other day, I was so embarrassed I went to a sex shop and bought a rubber penis, I've been giving it to him for a long time. I was really ashamed. I was coming home from college one day. And then I crossed the railroad tracks, which at the time didn't have those walkways, That's when I saw a guy, well-dressed, with a hard stick out of his pants, You know, kind of hiding, masturbating, it kind of shook me up. I went undercover and I went to pee hoping he'd come to me, and he came and... Asked if I let him suck me, I told him, is he in danger? He said, "Let's move on". So we went. We got in a fight. He started sucking a blowjob that no woman has ever sucked before, so... Before I could make fun of him he got up and started rubbing his huge dick between his legs. my thighs, pressing them in a maddening back-and-forth, so he spoke I turned around, he started forcing me. Masturbating crazy to feel that member penetrate me, bad the fault was So much so that I didn't let go, the most I got was holding on to his dick, feeling Ever since then, it's been this paranoia, coming out with women, bad always imagining myself with a man, always hoping for that any of the women who go out have a fantasy other than the kind Playing with vibrator, rubber spikes or even sticking my finger up my ass, I never succeeded. Later, when I was married, I went to graduate school and a That night on my way home I passed a certain place that was full of transvestites, that's when the interest painted, because no, it's not a man, I won't So I got in the crosshairs and went Seeing every beautiful tree with a woman's body gave me a hard-on. You can't imagine, I got to one that was totally naked, hiding the Stick between thighs, no one said it wasn't a woman, I stopped the car he And then he opened his legs and let me see that huge pussy, and I went crazy. I held it in my hands, my will was to fall from my mouth, evil I restrained, I called him for a show, and we went to a drive-in. Madness, he started sucking me whole and stuck his tongue up my ass, It was too much, I knocked that bad mast I could not yet give, I was in Several times I went looking for him, I even did I had a free show with him, and he insisted on fucking me. Little hotel, and when he got there, he asked the receptionist for two condoms, no. He gave me another, I couldn't take it anymore, and I gave myself up, I stood up, I ate, I sucked, I was a real whore, it was unforgettable. To do was my alibe, whenever I could I went to meet that beam Sometimes it's not always I'm looking for a way to satisfy me, I don't know if I could fuck men, I still have that Tara, bad a traveco, well woman even I do not dispense, whenever the Opportunity there is me. Well, you're the first to hear my story, what do you think? I don't need a bath. I'm a woman's cook. I love women.