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Breast enlargement may occur naturally through mammoplasia or may occur artificially through active intervention. Many women regard their breasts, which are female secondary sex characteristics, as important to their sexual attractiveness, as a sign of femininity that is important to their sense of self. Due to this, when a woman considers her breasts deficient in some respect,...
Breast enlargement may occur naturally through mammoplasia or may occur artificially through active intervention. Many women regard their breasts, which are female secondary sex characteristics, as important to their sexual attractiveness, as a sign of femininity that is important to their sense of self. Due to this, when a woman considers her breasts deficient in some respect, she might choose to engage in some activity intended to enhance them.The usual breast augmentation patient is a young woman whose personality profile indicates psychological distress about her personal appearance and her body (self image), and a history of having endured criticism (teasing) about the aesthetics of her person.Post-operative patient surveys about the mental health and the quality of life of the women, reported improved physical health, physical appearance, social life, self-confidence, self-esteem, and satisfactory sexual functioning. Furthermore, most of the women reported long-term satisfaction with their breast implants; some despite having suffered medical complications that required surgical revision, either corrective or aesthetic._____________________________________Brustvergroesserung kann auf natuerlichem Weg durch Mammoplasie auftreten, oder kuenstlich durch aktiven chirurgischen Eingriff. Viele Frauen betrachten ihre Brueste, die sekundaere weibliche Geschlechtsmerkmale darstellen, als wichtig fuer ihre sexuelle Attraktivitaet, als ein Zeichen von Weiblichkeit, das wichtig fuer ihr Selbstgefuehl ist. Deswegen kann die Frau bestimmte Aktivitaeten mit der Absicht auswaehlen sie zu vergroessern, wenn sie ihre Brueste in irgend einer Weise als mangelhaft betrachtet.Die uebliche Brustvergroesserungs-Patientin ist eine junge Frau deren Persoenlichkeitsprofil Zeichen von psychologischem Leiden an ihrer persoenlichen Erscheinung und ihrem Koeper (Selbstbild) zeigt. Zugleich hat sie meist eine Geschichte von Kritik (Frotzeleien) an der Schoenheit ihrer Person ertragen.Postoperative Patientinnen-Erhebungen ueber die seelische Gesundheit und Lebensqualitaet von Frauen ergaben verbesserte(s) koerperliche Gesundheit, koerperliches Aussehen, Geselligkeit, Selbstvertrauen, Selbstwertgefuehl und befriedigende sexuelle Funktionsweisen. Darueberhinaus berichteten die meisten Frauen langfristige Zufriedenheit mit ihren Brust-Implantaten; einige sogar obwohl sie medizinische Komplikationen erlitten hatten, die eine chirurgische Revision, entweder korrektiv oder aesthetisch, erforderten....

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WOMEN and only WOMEN having formicophilia fun or being exposed to the same.Insects and other small Creatures.Formicophilia is the sexual interest in being crawled upon or nibbled by insects, such as ants, or other small creatures.Or the sexual interest in infliction of psychological distress on another person. In this case the insect doesn't have to be alive.

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Bernard's Cock

This is the confessional story of how Bernard was able to fuck whoever he wanted in class.

Bernard was timid and shy, and his thin body reflected this. However, as is often the case with such a person, he was the horniest of fuckers. Losing his virginity permeated his thoughts throughout every minute of his waking life, and when he slept, well, needless to say all his dreams had a common theme. Every morning Bernard awoke to the disappointment that the cunt he thought he'd finally been penetrating, was just another dream, and that in fact all he had achieved in doing was to make his pyjamas wet and sticky about the groin area again.

Eighteen and the closest he'd been to fucking was in his dreams. However, an unearthly gift was about to change all this.


The first time it happened, Bernard was in Math class. Sitting absentmindedly as ever, Bernard would alternate his gaze between the clock on the wall, and the view out the window. The girls were playing volleyball in the playground. He would try not to stare at them for too long, firstly so that he wasn't caught, and secondly so that he wouldn't get an erection in class. Every time one of the girls would jump to shoot, he would narrow his vision at their vest covered breasts, some were larger than others, but all gave him equal delight.

Turning his attention back to his text book, Bernard couldn't help but notice the pink thong of the girl in the desk in front of his. She was Jessica Riley, and she was the prettiest of things. Seeing her thong from behind, Bernard couldn't help but imagine what the front would look like, how she would look with nothing but the thong on, with her long brunette hair resting on her naked shoulders. How he would love to pull her thong to oneside and taste her fresh pussy, how her body would writhe under the influence of his tongue up her cunt. Bernard's breaths begin to become shorter when all at once his thoughts were suddenly broken.

Mrs Adams was standing over his desk. "Distracted by something again Bernard?", she enquired in harsh tones.
"No Mrs, sorry Mrs", fell the words out of his embarrassed red face.

Leaning forward, Mrs Adams continued to lecture Bernard on the importance of remaining focused in class and studying well. However it fell on dead ears, Bernard had already been distracted by her low cut top, draping off her shoulders, exposing first her collar bones, then her well defined cleavage. Bernard tried to retain eye contact with Mrs Adams, tried to look as if he was paying attention to her words. It was too dificult. He Intermittently nodded to simulate agreement with what she was saying, however this was merely an excuse to catch a glimpse down her blouse.

Seeing the top of her black lace bra, remembering the sight of Jessica's pink thong. Imagining Mrs Adams and Jessica naked together, rubbing each others bodies, kissing each others lips. Picturing them on their knees under his desk, pulling down his trousers, seeing their astonished faces as he reveals his gigantic cock (it wasn't). Bernard could no longer suppress the feeling in his boxers, a bead of sweat rolled down his face, and his cock all of a sudden was erect.

As instantaneously as Bernard's cock was hard, Mrs Adams speech wash frozen. He looked up awaiting the next sentence but it didn't come. He looked around, no one was moving. He looked out the window, the girls had stopped playing volleyball, frozen like statues in their sporting poses. Finally he looked back at the clock on the wall, it ticked no longer. In total shock, Bernard rose from his seat. Shaking like a leaf he reached out to touch Mrs Adams' arm. It was warm and soft, she remained totally motionless and unaffected.

The distress evident on Bernard's face slowly faded as his parted lips transformed into a wry grin. The realisation time was frozen and his cock was rock solid made Bernard overwhelmed with a strange blend of fear and joy. Building in confidence, he reached for Mrs Adams' tits, the first non-maternal pair he'd ever felt. He squeezed them with delight. In the blink of an eye he had removed her blouse, and then - not without difficulty - removed that seductive lace bra, dropped it to the floor, and almost awe struck eye-balled her large exposed tits. Those grand orbs of desire, framed and enhanced by a thin waist and slender shoulders. Bernard was beside himself.

Removing his own top, Bernard moved closer to Mrs Adams. He threw his arms around her waist tightly to feel her naked torso against his. He tasted her lips, slid his hands down her trousers and groped her firm ass cheeks. After feeling her tongue with his own one, he moved down to kiss her neck, in doing so he saw it again - over Mrs Adams' shoulder - the pink thong of Jessica Riley.

How had he forgotten about Jessy, sitting there, bent forward, frozen. He stepped away from Mrs Adam's body, approached Jessica's desk. She sat there with the end of a pencil in her mouth. How innocent she looked clearly deliberating on one of the problems from class. Bernard was transfixed by her pretty frozen face, by her soft lips teasing the end of that pencil, he couldn't resist any longer. Her head was at a perfect height, he turned it towards his crotch and dropped his trousers. He ripped off his boxers and manually opened her mouth, then - slowly yet purposefully - buried his throbbing cock in her gob. He felt her wet tongue before the back of her mouth.

His heart beating like a drum, Bernard lost all self-control. Taking hold of her head with both hands, Bernard begin thrusting in and out of her mouth. The silence in the room was broken by the sound of squelching and of Bernard's balls ricocheting off her chin. Jessica's mouth became ever fuller with spit and bile as she began to gag on Bernards cock which gave him a shock. He took his cock out her mouth to see if she had awoken. She hadn't, but moreover, she was more beautiful than ever. Frozen in time with saliva hanging between her mouth and his cock, her eye make-up a mess.

Bernard lifted Jessica out of her chair. Fortunately she stood of her own accord. Starting from the top down, Bernard unbuttoned her shirt one by one. She didn't wear a bra, and her perky budding tits were a sight to behold. Small, unassuming, fucking perfect. Her body was just as Bernard had imagined. Petite as anything, slightly tanned, soft, delicate, ripe.

Bernard continued to strip both his mannequinesque beauties completely bear. He looked around the room at all the other frozen faces, but with little inspection was sure he already had the two finest women in the room stripped naked, ready at his disposal. He pushed Mrs Adam's onto his desk face up, and positioned her body so that her head dangled off the end. With some effort and plenty of huffing and puffing, he lifted Jessica's body on top of Mrs Adams' the other way around and on all fours, so that her hairless pussy rested right above Mrs' Adams' upside down face.

Bernard stood back and admired his perfect fucking creation. Proudly he stood up to it, kissed Jessica's pretty little ass cheek (for it looked so sweet), then angled his cock down towards Mrs Adams' mouth. He secured the two bodies in place with his hands, and begin to pummel her mouth like a rabid dog fucks their favourite toy.

Once again the room was full of the sound of gagging. This time Mrs Adams' mouth squelching whilst spit spluttered out all over her face. Bernard stopped fucking her face for a moment, again admiring his creation and the mess he'd made of it.

Using his hand, he cupped up some of the saliva from his cock and Mrs Adams' messy face, and dribbled it over Jessica's ass. Bernard returned his cock to Mrs Adam's throat, burying his whole length in there as far is he could go, holding it there for a few seconds so to lube up his cock. He pulled it out again, took a firm grip of Jessica's hips, and with some force required, squeezed his cock into her asshole.

Her asshole, tight as it was, gradually parted, expended, and engulfed the head of Bernard's cock. He slid inch after inch, deeper and deeper into her shitter, and as he reached maximum penetration, she wimpered.

Again Bernard feared she had awoken. He reached forward and turned her head to face him. It was still motionless, yet now it bore an expression of discomfort. Still angling her face towards him, Bernard removed all but the head of his cock from her ass. Staring deeply into her eyes (still beautifully framed by her messed up makeup), he slammed his cock hard up her ass to the sound of flesh slapping flesh and another whimper. Certainly she was still frozen in time, but to Bernard' delight, she quietly whimpered as he continued to pound her ass.

After a few minutes of fucking Jessica's pretty little ass, he removed his cock, and spat onto her barely gaping hole. It slid over her asshole, down the ravine between her red ass cheeks towards her pussy, before dripping on Mrs Adams' face. The sight of this excited Bernard immensely, and joyfully he returned his ass stenching cock to Mrs Adams' throat.

He pounded away gleefully, alternating between the teachers gob and the students asshole, the messier Mrs Adams' face became, and the more Jessica whimpered, the more Bernard became excited. Frantically he fucked both of them until he felt a contortion in his stomach. Uncontrollably, as if possessed, he stretched Jessica's ass cheeks wide apart, found her drenched wet cunt with the head of his cock, plunged the whole thing in, and instantly erupted. With a demonic grunt, the likes of which Bernard did not know he could produce, Bernard was finished.


So that's the story of how Bernard lost his virginity (if you can call it that). After cumming (and taking a moment to watch his cum spew out of Jessica's pussy onto Mrs Adams' face) he quickly cleaned and dressed the pair, and soon as his cock was soft again, the clock ticked again. Needless to say Jessica and Mrs Adams' were might confused as to why their makeup had suddenly became a mess, why Jessica's ass was sore, and why Mrs Adams' had lost her voice. However it remained an unsolved mystery.

From that day onwards, whenever Bernard got an erection, time froze. Might this gift turn out to be a curse for our timid Bernard. Who knows? All Bernard knows, is that he had the best fucking experience of his life, one that he couldn't have even dreamed off without his magic cock.

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The title of this confession is going to sound fake and weird, but It's the truth, and I need to get it off my chest -

I'm fucking my furfag emo cousin.

Did that make anyone laugh? Well, I'll tell the story anyway.

I've always believed myself heterosexual, and I believe I might still be, but obviously after you start fucking a guy you begin to question that... obviously...

Despite loving girls, being around them, appreciated them for their sexiness and their feminine personality traits, I've always felt like my cousin has been on my mind in some way. Connected to me.

I'm an only child and so is he, and we were supposed to act like brothers, but I've never viewed him that way. I kind of viewed him in the same way you'd view a damsel in distress. He's only a small guy. He's currently 19, 5ft 5 and 110lbs max, and makes me, standing 6ft 1, 160lbs look huge by comparison.

If It wasn't for me he'd have had the shit kicked out of him so badly in middle school. I felt apathetic towards him a lot of the time until I saw he was in danger then I felt the need to step in and say "he's my fucking cousin, touch him and you die".

He's always confided in me, and always wanted my approval, my affection, much more than his parents.

I always felt the need to ride my dick passed his house everyday, just to check up on him, despite again not feeling like he was my brother. And sometimes I just enjoyed watching him. He told me about him being gay before anyone else, and was always ridiculously open with me, so much it made me laugh sometimes.

But one day he told me he was something called a furfag, and the name made me laugh at first, but he showed me loads of drawings he made of animals loving each other, and it started to creep me out when I saw some of them were fucking, but I was equally intruiged.

For my 23rd birthday, he told me he had a gift from the heart that he had to deliver in person, and told me his life was dependent on my loving the gift... he's always been quite a dramatic person.

The picture was of two characters, that looked like wolves that somewhat resembled humans. One wolf was significantly bigger than the other wolf, and they were fucking each other. Both were male. I stared at the photo for about a minute not knowing how to feel, until I realised it was basically how we saw me and him.

I felt like I'd just been hit by a train, but It felt like it made sense. But Why? I'm not, to my knowledge, gay. I love women. I've never looked at another male in a sexual or passionate way.

All I think about now is being with him and fucking him. I can't stand being without him.

This is fucking with my brain so badly. Help?

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I confess I often have fantasies that revolve around buying women at open slave auctions, and bringing them home too torture and rape until they cease to amuse me. After wards I would sell them too a special kinda whorehouse that specializes in providing women you can abuse. In my fantasies the girls bought at these auctions have all been abducted by force from upper class families, or are simply helpless lower class girls that bought into some ad promising a well paying job in a different country only to find themselves now being leered at and eventually sold to be raped. The Asian girl in this picture represents a similar looking girl who is the daughter of a client of mine. I have often been over to their house and have spent many times quietly undressing their daughter in my mind and dreaming of her naked, and tied in my special room at my house. I would take a thin loop of rope with both ends through a cylindrical bracket that allowed me to easily tighten, or loosen the loop and place in around her slender throat. Amusing myself by gently choking her until she began to turn red and trash around like a fish, then releasing the rope so she could gasp a desperate lungful of air. Only to have me tighten it up again. This would go on for hours, when me stopping occasinally to slap her hard, or spit a yellowish, green lung oyster onto her pretty, tear stained face. When I grew bored I would place a plastic bag with a tight elastic band around its base over her head. There would be a few small hole punched into the bag which allowed a minimal amount of air, but the tight elastic band would be uncomfortable around her throat. The bag would be clear so I could watch her distress, but she would be blindfolded. Every now and then I would get up and suprise her with a wake up slap!

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My best friend and I had an odd relationship when we were in our early teens. She was an early bloomer and interested in sex earlier than I was, and this manifested as her covertly feeling me up during a sleepover while she thought I was asleep. I was freaked out so I just laid there. She was really rough, so it actually didn't feel good at all. Really hard rubbing of my clit and squeezing and twisting my breasts. It was pretty wtf, so I didn't mention it. Ever. Neither of us did.
It continued for a several years, because I was an awkward loser and she was literally my only friend. In hindsight she had a major crush on me, and I don't know how she thought I viewed it. if I let it happen but never mentioned it because I was scared to or whatever. I actually dreaded it happening during sleepovers because it hurt, and would turn away from her in bed or sleep on the floor, and hold my legs tight together when she'd try to work her hand down my panties. (She also started rubbing between my legs in the backseat of the car on car rides, which was unbelievably bold and distressing to me, my parents were right fucking there.)
Eventually she started moving my hand onto her. Sometimes her breast, one time her pussy. That was the first time I'd ever felt a shaved pussy, and a wet one, since my sexuality was pretty nonexistent then. I basically played dead and she just masturbated against me until she went down on me for the first time. Amazing. I had never felt anythign like that before, and I couldn't help giving myself away by raising my hips into her. Then it changed into a weird reciprocal thing. She moved my hand onto her, I'd squeeze her tit and fiddle with her nipple or rub her clit until she deigned to lick my snatch. This was all always conducted in silence under total darkness. I always still sort of dreaded the awkward start oft he process, but I looked forward to her going down on me. She still was way too rough in ever other way, but that was magic.
This went on for a year or so, and one night I said fuck it and decided to actually participate. We kissed for the first time, I made her moan, I sucked her tits, pretty sure fingered her to orgasm, got an embarassing and extremely awkward to explain hickey because it was well known to my parents that I was a loser. Never spoke of it again. She got hauled off to juvie and we've never lived close enough since. The whole experience fucked me up a bit in regards to personal space and just being comfortably with sexuality in general. I get off to rape, I didn't have my first orgasm until I was 19, and I'm not sure if I'm actually bisexual or have just fetishized sex with women because of it. I still talk to her mostly online and see her occasionally when she's in town, and I really'd like to go down on her. I regret never being brave enough to just do it.

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