This cunt my friend used to date. Tell me what you like
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Hi,
Recently separated and looking to hookup with female (but willing to experiment with very feminine TV/CD/sissy/ladyboy bottoms)
Looking for a slow approach: coffee dinner, etc and see if there's room for something more.
Got my own place and car, so,happy to host or drive small distances to accommodate. Also happy to provide short term accommodation for girls who might need some space to thjnk (no obligations) and who knows....
I'm respectful, mannered and polite, old fashioned at times, just looking for some company, a normal life (food, movie, drinks, etc).
420 & other things friendly
Only thing I draw a line at is: pay for company, that's a no-no (don't even waste time). Will pay meals, drinks and other means of fun, but that's it.
If it appeals to you get in touch and we can make arrangements and meet up
Edinburgh ( Scotland, UK) area or nearby only
Cheerio,
My friends here can wish what I do next decided my master.
So add me …
I wanna watch my friends wife Meagan do this so bad.
Alex-
My friend Emily is so hot I wish she would stop being a prude and let me fuck
Good Morning my lovely friends!
Add me if you can!
Kisses
Lolly
So I have this girl who is me and, my fiancé's friend and, I've known her for years she's like a sister type to me but, she's got huge tits and, kinda frumpy, nice ass and, so everytime I come over to her house I jerk off in her feminine wash everytime and, now it's like full of cum and, last time I realized there's a huge amount of cum like it oozes out of the container and, she's uses it just fine 😉
I confess that I (18yo ftm trans boy) just let my transphobic MAGA neighbor and three of his friends fuck me in his garage a day after I got into an argument with him about my pronouns
I love sharing my girl with my friends
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.
I have a kink that’s hard to explain to most people. It’s not just about being naked — it’s about being seen. Exposed. Turned into something that’s not quite a person anymore... but more like a filthy little trophy.
I send strangers nudes of myself — raw, slutty, degrading photos — and I beg them to use them. Not just to jerk off. That’s too easy.
I want them to keep me. I want them to slide my photo into their wallet like a secret. I want them to make me their phone background, my legs spread wide for every text notification. And when they go a step further?
God, that’s when it gets good.
One man printed out a photo of me on glossy paper and stuck it to his fridge — right between his k**s’ artwork and the weekly grocery list. He sent me a pic of it with the caption: “You’re family now.”
Another man framed one of my more explicit shots — me, bent over, plugged, drooling — and set it on his office desk like I was his fiancée. Right next to a coffee mug and a photo of his dog. His coworkers had no idea, and that made it even hotter.
But the best?
One guy told me he was having a get-together — drinks, music, friends. And right before guests arrived, he cast my photo up on his giant TV. Full screen. Full spread. Lights low, image glowing.
He said nothing. Just let it sit there as people came in and noticed.
Some laughed. Some stared. A few asked who I was. And he just said, “She’s mine.”
I came so hard when he told me that.
Because this is what I love. To be humiliated. To be displayed. To be owned by strangers in quiet, wicked little ways. I'm not their girlfriend. I'm not even their secret. I'm just the slut in the frame, the whore on the screen, the background they scroll past during meetings.
And I wouldn’t have it any other way.