My confession is, that I finally got to fuck the woman I was lusting over for about 20 years. She used to be a model, so that tells you everything you need to know about her appearance. I did shoot my shot with her, several times over the years, but I just wasn't interesting enough for her.

As she got north of 40 and her marriage ended, she finally succumbed to my advances. I use her as a piece of meat, and she loves it.

And that is it, not much I know, but a honest one.

My slutty gf getting dick from both ends, she came home smelling like weed and sex. Her pussy felt amazing though!!

And another slutty confession. I love when I sit on my Master's lap and wiggle my ass like a horny little slut I am, then feel his cock gets rock hard and his hands tense on my body, like waking up the animal in His nature, while I wiggle not caring who is watching, or even if we are alone, wiggling like it's the only thing I breathe for in my life. To be fucked by Him. Feeling His hands tense and His bulge rise up. Hearing in His breath no mercy in what He is about to do to me. His hand on my neck choking me the other one pulling my hair making me arch my back while He push my pierced perky nipples and my face on the table and jam himself in me, fucking me hard not caring will I be able to walk tomorrow or not, taking any holes He wants in any positions He wants, fucking me like His personal pocket pussy. Choosing the pace He wants, not caring I shake under Him or beg to stop or slow down, hearing me sobbing, just gets me His spit in my mouth as they get dry from all the moaning and begging. And then when I finally pass out or close to it, He keep fucking me hard long firm strokes that always makes my stomach hurts, then back in my ass making me grasp back a little but pass out again, takes a cam and record for His little slut so she can watch tomorrow and blush seeing herself being used by Him as sex piece of fuck toy, doing what He wants to my body, tied up in His favorite position covered with writings when I wake up all red messy. It can make me taste the some shame in it after it, just by thinking some embarrassment in it, not the nudity but slutty stripped bare raw in all my crazy desires and all He can do to me.. it makes my slutty heart melt in that embarrassment .. and for the end with all the raw shock.. crawling and begging to clean His cock and taste all of what has been done to me.. yeah it makes my slutty heart skip a beat

Last weekend, I approached a group of middle aged women, at this club, with live gig. They were all pretty heated up from all the drinks, so me and a friend, payed a few rounds, and soon enough, there was dancing and laughter. One of them was having a birthday celebration, and at one point I asked, where are their men, at which they all yelled through laughter - at home.

I chose a short one, with the glasses, and short women tend to like me, because of my height. Very pretty, in a short black dress, some dirty dancing ensued. At one point I had to go to the toilet, and she just grabbed my fore arm, and went with me. But the thing is, I really had to go, so when she came into the cubicle with me, I just thought "fuck it", and took a piss. It wasn't as easy, since she was behind me, kissing my neck, going everywhere with her hands, so I started to get stiffy. She grabbed it in the end, while I was still leaking, gave it a shake as I was done, and pulled me back, got around me, put the lid on, sat on the toilet, and got it in her mouth.

I could still feel drops of piss on my cock head, before it was in her mouth. She knew what she was doing, and she clearly enjoyed it. And then I saw her wedding ring, and... I just unloaded, without a warning.

She swallowed till the very last drop, without flinching.

We came back and continued drinking, and when it was time to go, I offered her to come to my place, but she declined. Phone number? Nope.

And we just parted ways.

Women are fucking strange, and I love them for it.

Late night adventures ended poorly for this young lady

I enjoy these boards, since, here and there, you can run into some interesting confessions. So I thought about sharing mine, it isn't anything special, but it was an awkward episode, in somewhat uninteresting sex life I've had.

In my early 20s, I had this gf, who kept herself for marriage. I was 23, she was 21, and I was very persistent in the idea of breaking this vow.

It didn't go as planned. We would kiss, and grind, and grope each other, and I would get her so turned on, that many times I thought - this is it, she will give in, but no. And this continued for quite some time, five or six months, and I was blue balled every single day. Why did I stay with her? Well, she was so pretty, that the sole fact of being seen in public with such a woman, was a huge self esteem boost for me, I enjoyed the envy I felt from other men - they didn't know I wasn't doing anything.

After said period, she did start to crack a little, but that crack turned into handjob/pussy rubbing, still with her clothes on. It took me some time, but we got to do it naked, and it evolved into giving each other oral.

I was always looking for the next step, since every time we did something new, at first, she was very tight and reserved, but after few times, she would learn to enjoy it, and oh man, enjoy she did.

Towards the end, we got to the stage of dressing up, role playing, face fucking, mutual ass licking, everything but...

I tried to go for it, many, many times, but she would say no every single one of them, and she would even get mad at me.

In the end, she broke up with me, since it became obvious that I am not gonna marry her, at least not yet. She met an older guy, in his 30s, and married him within a year.

I have never been, even close to dating someone that beautiful. I sometimes ask myself, what if...

I had an interesting connection with a woman I have known for quite some time. She is not my friend, but she is a good friend of a couple I am friends with, and we have known each other for good 15 years. In that time, she was married twice, divorced twice, got into a midlife crisis, got fake boobs ,that look great on her skinny figure, and, I always fancied her, but thought that her life is too messy for me to actually try anything.

So, it was my friend's birthday, and there we were all out, a big group of people, and we all got wasted. I don't know if it was the booze, or the fact that I was the only single man in the group, she gave me so much attention during the night, that when the night was over, I asked her to come to my place, but only after some serious flirting and touching that happened beforehand.

I went down on her, and from there we ended up in a 69, and we both came, almost at the same time. In the morning, she had to go to work, gave me her number, and promised to see me again. Ghosted...

I did see her again, last weekend, she pretended like nothing happened.

That is a shame, since I really like her, but hey, at least I got something out of it.

My wife has this friend, she is a cute, petite blonde, with huge natural tits, and from the very start, she told me that she is a nympho. That was interesting to me, so I wanted more info. It turned out, she was a serial cheater, there were even some stories about her being with multiple guys at once and similar stuff. Important piece of information - she never told anything to my wife, but she has been seen with men she wasn't dating at the time, and many other things, which collaborated these stories.

Then, some ten years ago, she hooked up with one of my friends, and it got serious. When I saw that, I thought what to do, to tell him, to warn him, or not, and, I guess that is what friends are for, so I did. He got so mad, that he took a swing at me. So, me and him, we lost all contact, and same happened to her and my wife.

When I got divorced a year ago, she was in my DMs after a few days, and she was very upfront with what she wanted. Having someone to fuck, just after getting divorced, is not a bad thing, and we did it five times over a span of two weeks, so there might be something in all of that nympho talk. I ended it, because, I felt bad, not because of him, nor my ex wife, I felt bad about myself, for being with such a low life, who made me act like one.