Picture of my dirty little dick, for your pleasure.

Had the pleasure of stealing this hs girls dirty thong a while back. Just wanted to share this glorious pic of her ass she posted for all her friends to see. The things I would do to that ass..

Eyes closed with pleasure? What do you think of her?

Myself (the girl furthest from the camera) and my girlfriends doing what we like to do best. If your white you will never have the pleasure of having one of us to suck you.

Local swinger I had the pleasure of nutting deep into

Her man watched as i plowed her and i came inside her in secret after like 5 seconds.
She was wondering why she was so wet

Who wnats to see more

Looking for a bull for my wife in Ontario, she’s so fucking sexy and I can’t stop fantasizing about watching her get fucked and seeing the pleasure on her face!

Wrecked her hole for my pleasure. 

I believe I would enjoy the pleasure of one

I confess that I've been secretly watching a ton of porn behind my master's back and pleasuring myself. Our schedules haven't been matching up lately and we haven't done anything wild in who knows how long. Any time I try to get frisky with him, he turns me down for sleep. I keep finding myself pulled into porn videos everyday. I recently got into ASMR videos too. I love hearing a stern voice telling me what to do and throwing me into really sexy scenarios. Just thinking about it now gets me wet 🤤 Masturbating only gets me so far though, I miss him fucking and teasing me so much 😞 I miss my collar and leash, and our little walks we would have. I hope I can get him into bed soon 🙄

ACCIDENTALLY INGESTED BREAST MILK - WTF?!
Last night I hooked up with this African chick, mid 20s, single mum. Quite big and with a massive ass, Kenyan ass to be specific and massive tits as well.
Overall it was an easy conquest, she was really really keen to meet up for a while. For a big girl with a kid her pussy was quite tight and she was extremely wet, to the point that as I was naked on top of her my cock slid inside of her with no assistance. 

I also ate her massive ass and made sure to tell her it was so big that I couldn’t breathe, she claims to have never done anal, however my tongue slid in very very easily and lightly gaped her.
If she’s being honest about no previous anal experiences, then I may have to visit her again and make her asshole acquainted with my cock, as it appears to stretch easily….

ANYWAY…
As we were making out, I went to suck on her tits, the first time around I felt a sweet taste and didn’t think much of it…thought it may have been a moisturiser or something…
However…the second time I went to suck on her tits I did so quite hard and felt a squirt on my tongue, same exact sweet taste…I then realised it was fucking milk bros…I thought what the FUCK?!

In all fairness…for all I know she’s fat enough to be incognito pregnant or something…not sure when the milk kicks in to be honest and her kid is like 4 I think…surely you’d stop producing milk after that long?

What I do know though is that immediately following the milk injection I really really struggled to cum, I was able to block that thought out for a bit and just get it done. But when post nut clarity kicked in…fuck man I was so grossed out, that shit made me want to vomit and I had to get out of there pronto…I can’t get the memory of the taste out of my head. 

What the fuck man…Has this happened to anyone else? How did you feel after the fact? Sometimes when I do weird shit im fought between disgust and hedonistic pleasure, but this time…fucking yuck bro 

KUSUM.. a busty asian girl.. she has good size titties but she tries to hide them.. but you know its more pleasure to degrade her when shes more shy!!

want to FUCK hard this KUSUM bitch!!

Chapter 9
The guards have come to the realization that you enjoy most of the abuse they've been heaping on you. That led them to start searching out more and more depraved ways to torture and use you, in hope of finding your breaking point.
One of them stumbled across the work of Dolcett on the internet and wondered if they could do it to you.
As much as the idea of impaling you on a spit and roasting you alive sounded like fun they decided they have to keep you alive. Too much paperwork if you die. And besides they're having far too much fun torturing you to have it end so soon.
Instead, they decide that they are going to impale you in the spit and roast you but only for half an hour.
There's a company picnic coming up for the 4th of July so it's the perfect time to barbecue you.
The picnic is being held in a clearing in the woods. It's warm and sunny and all the guards are relaxed, drinking, and happy. It would be a wholesome scene except for the naked sissy slut bound to the trees at the edge of the clearing. Standing, spread eagled, wrists and ankles tied to two trees.
The fire pit has been lit. They're just waiting for the fire to burn down and the coals to get hot.
While you're waiting to be "cooked" the warm summer breezes caress your naked, slutty, thicc body. Your nipples have grown hard, and your pathetic little cock is starting to stir too.
As the fire starts to die down your untied and led to the picnic table and told to climb up onto it. On your hands and knees, ass in the air, they start to prepare you for roasting.
Your hair is soaked and tied up. Herbs and onions are shoved into your boipussy. For flavour. An apple is pushed into your mouth. Not so much for flavour but only to make you look a like a roasting piglet.
They make you lay flat on the table and a large, round, stake is laid the length of your body. Ropes soon secure you to it. A wooden Frame is laid across your shoulders and you're soon bound to it as well. Lastly, a thick, long wooden stake is pushed deep into your gaping cunt and attached to the spit.
The entire time they're preparing you the guards talk about you in the 3rd person. They refer to you as "her" sometimes, but usually, "it".
Two burly guards grab each end of the spit and hoist you off the table. It's uncomfortable, but not quite painful. More than anything it's humiliating. You're a piece of meat, yet again, for their amusement. This time quite literally.
The heat hits you immediately when they put the spit in its rack. A small motor is going to rotate you over the fire, just like a fucking animal to be consumed.
It doesn't take long for the heat to start making you dizzy and light headed. It's also turning you on.
The heat licking at your useless cock with each rotation. The guards laughing at you and enjoying the spectacle.
After a few minutes they break out the barbecue sauce and start pouring it all over your limp body. Covering you, head to toe in sticky sweet sauce. A bottle gets shoved up your ass and the sauce pours in to mix with the other ingredients already inside you.
You've lost track of time. You're hoping you don't have to endure too much more. You can feel your cock and balls starting to singe. Your tits are glowing hot. The pain is becoming almost too much to take. Your screams and pleading are muffled by the apple in your mouth. Not that any of them would take pity and offer you relief.
The last thing you remember hearing, before you passed out, is one of them saying "Three more minutes and then we'll take the meat off the fire."
You're awakened by a bucket of cold water being thrown on you. Every inch of your body feels like it's been sunburnt. To make matters worse you're covered in sticky sweet barbecue sauce.
The guards want to get you cleaned up a little before the next stage of the festivities bit there's no hose to spray you down with. Then a brilliant idea emerges.
You're tossed on the ground, still tied to the spit, and the four dogs that have been hanging around are called over. They quickly begin licking the sticky sweet sauce off of you. Their rough tongues dragging across your burnt body is agonizing. Because you're a sick fuck, you like it. You start to moan and wiggle around to give the dogs access to more of you. Especially your pathetic little cock.
A couple of the guards notice what you're doing and start to laugh. They point out to everyone that you're fucking enjoying it. Everyone agrees that you're the most depraved, filthy, amoral, piece of fuck meat they've ever seen. They're excited about it. It means they can do anything to you. No matter how depraved, degrading, disgusting, violent, or taboo.
While they are chatting about what to do next, one of the dogs lifts his leg and starts pissing on you. The hot stream feels scalding on your burnt skin. It splashes across your stomach and chest. Some of it gets up around your neck and you open your mouth, hoping to be able to drink some of it to relieve your incredible thirst.
Everyone has gone silent, watching in amazement. When the second dog starts pissing on your chest you wiggle around to take it in the face. The hot dog piss in your mouth giving you relief from the thirst and a fantastic thrill at being able to be so fucking filthy. It's at that moment that the last 2 dogs start pissing all over your hard, but pathetic, cock. Your moans of pleasure leave the guards, and their wives, laughing and cheering.
Because it's the 4th of July the guards have brought along a bunch of flags, firecrackers and decorations to celebrate the day.
The dogs have licked you clean and lost interest in pissing on you so everyone is looking for a new amusement.
It's time to do some decorating.
You're untied from the spit and another bucket of ice cold water is thrown on your limp body. As you lay there, dazed, aroused, humiliated, you wonder what fucked up thing they could possibly have in mind.
A kick to the ribs gets you on your back. A couple more kicks and you're spread eagle in the grass.
One of the wives has brought a bunch of small flags. The paper ones with a wooden stick. She wants to shove them in your piss hole. The only problem is you've gone limp. It would be much easier if your clit was hard. It only takes her a moment to figure out how to get you hard again. She drops her panties, lifts her dress, squats over your face and starts to piss. It works like a charm. You can't help yourself. You open your slut mouth and drink it all down as quickly as you can. The shame and humiliation does what it was intended to do. Your useless cock is nice and hard again.
With her cunt still firmly pressed to your face she begins sliding the stick of the flag down into your cock. You're so embarrassed and ashamed at how much you're loving this treatment.
She manages to push two more flags into your pisshole. As she hops off your face she tells you to get the fuck up. You're exhausted and hesitant. A quick kick in the head and a slap across the face gets your moving. Your struggle to your feet.
She instructs you to show everyone how patriotic you are and to start waving the flags. Your efforts aren't even close to what she wants and she kicks you in the ass, over and over, making you stumble around, and making your faggot clit wiggle. The laughter from the crowd is so fucking humiliating and you wonder what the fuck is wrong with you that you love it.
That's when someone suggests that they should tun you into a proper flag pole.
Chapter 10

Having grown tired of watching your futile attempts to wave the little flags jammed in your pisshole the wives have decided to turn you into a “proper” flag pole.

A shovel is tossed at your feet and you’re ordered to start digging. They want a hole two feet deep and 3 feet wide. And you had better hurry the fuck up. Your efforts are decent to being but because of all the abuse you’ve endured so far today you start to tire and slow down. A crack of the whip then the sting as it bites into your ass. You dig faster. Another crack and another stripe across your sissy ass. You don’t speed up digging but your clit starts to involuntarily grow. This prompts laughter and ridicule from the guards, and particularly, the women. They can’t believe just how much of a pathetic, pain and abuse craving, sissy slut you really are.

Before too long the hole is complete. She shoves you to your knees at the edge of the hole, facing it. Turning to one of the other wives she says, “Jenn, bring the big flag and pole over here. We’re going to do this up right. Real patriotic.” She shoves you forward, so that you fall into the hole. Because of the size of the hole only your upper body fits. Your ass is in the air, sticking straight up. Completely gaping and exposed.

As she hands over the flagpole Jenn says, “I don’t think it’s going to fit. It’s way to big.” It’s not going to matter if it’s too big or not. One way or another it’s going in your cunt. Lubed, dry. No one cares.

The fat, wooden, flag pole is pushed up against the entrance to your cunt and pressure is slowly applied. It’s starting to work its way in. You do your best to relax and push out, to get the pole in your cunt without too much pain and tearing. It helps, but there is still so much of the huge pole to go.

She starts to lose patience with the progress and starts shoving harder and harder. Your cries for her to please stop are, obviously, ignored and you’re told to shut the fuck up and take it. You’re reminded that you’re only there to entertain them. Your pain doesn’t matter. Besides, she says, your hard clit says you’re enjoying it. She makes you admit you like it. You have to yell, loudly, for everyone to hear, that you like having the flag pole shoved up your ass.

Jenn starts to help. Between the two of them they’re able to force the pole deep into your cunt. Judging by how full you feel, you think there’s about two feet of hard wood up inside you. You’re ashamed of yourself for being proud of how much you can take.

Once it’s firmly in place a flag is attached to pole. It gently unfurls in the breeze. The wind playing with the cloth makes the pole move around in your cunt, pushing it from side to side. It feels like the wind is fucking you.

Your told that you cannot let the flag fall. It’s disrespectful. If it falls you’ll be beaten unconscious.
The group goes back to drinking, snacking and playing games, leaving you there. An object to amuse them.
After about half an hour you notice the dogs are sniffing around you, curious as to why you’re there. Realizing you’re not moving much they conclude you’re not a person and start pissing on you, like they would any tree, bush or shrub. At first they piss on your ass, because the flag pole is a natural place for them to piss. Eventually though they piss on your shoulders, back and face. Because you’re in the hole it’s really convenient for them to piss all over you.
Everyone sees it happening but there’s no way they’re going to stop it. It’s way too funny. Hell, not only are they not going to stop it, they’re going to join in. For the next hour you endure an almost non-stop rain of piss. All over your back and ass, all over the back of your head. In your face. So much in your face. Each time someone pisses in your face you open your mouth and drink in as much as you’re able. You try to be subtle about it so they don’t see you drinking it but eventually you’re caught. It’s decided that if you’re going to do that you might was well be a urinal for them for the rest of the evening. From that point on all of the piss, and theres so much because of all the beer drinking, is aimed at your mouth.
The sun is starting to fade from the sky. The coming darkness signals the next stage of the days festivities. The fireworks display is going to be amazing this year!

Some Brief satisfying No Taboo,Roleplay/BDSM Games For The Not So Weak At Heart.. SO What's Your Choice Of Pleasure Giving/receiving/Relieving???

This is Bunny. She is an attention hungry cum slut. She wants to know if any of you people would use her for your pleasure? Let her know what kinky perverted shit she can look forward to. The more comments, the more pics

As a man I'm disgusted that I was forced to have my genitals mutilated when I was an infant. In the foreskin that was removed there were hundreds of thousands of nerve endings that would have increased the pleasure men receive from sexual acts and I'm often left wondering how much better sex would have been had my body would have been left intact in it's natural state. I didn't have my son altered the same way I was when he was born and I don't believe anyone has the right to decide whether a person should have that done. I'm often left jealous and envious of men who have escaped the same fate I had. 

Just cheated on my husband and got one big messy creampie. Should I send him this picture and let him know I actually got pleasure from my friend and that he is going eat this pussy when I get home or just go home and tel him I'm horny and need my pussy ate?

Mnn, rib flavoured, for her pleasure XD

Omegle was horrible today, EXCEPT for a horny butterface, about 21 YO if u subtract about a decade. Cute lil pointy tits, hairless pussy, lips just starting to pout. She could barely fit 2 of her tiny fingers in her tight pussy, but she did, with great pleasure.
Tight, round ass -- yum!

So, we go out to dinner. Nothing too exciting, but we do pick up her birthday present, a Bluetooth mouse for her tablet. She gave me mine yesterday, a paid trip to a local gaming convention, hotel and everything included. Also, one book of my choice, since when she went to go look, the ones I wanted were sold out.

Anyway, when we get back, as soon as the door is closed she’s stripping, like a good little Slut. She then gets up on the bed on all fours, presenting her ass for her spanking. New rule implemented starting this weekend, and one she loves. So, I take care of a couple things while she’s waiting, and then get onto the bed behind her and start administering her spanking, light slaps, nothing hard, but they do come fairly fast. It takes a couple minutes before her ass is red, but it does happen. As I’m doing this, I look over and see her hairbrush nearby. I reach over and grab it and slide it into her wet cunt (you can smell it, from her excitement about being spanked) and resume my spanking. She moans like a good little Slut.

I give her a few more spankings, then reach down and start manipulating the brush in her cunt, sliding it in and out, turning it, wiggling it side to side and up and down, just driving her crazy. Soon she’s begging to cum. I let her, with her countdown starting at 15. As she’s counting down, my hands are wiggling that brush side to side, and you can see her jiggling, and hear the trouble she’s already having with numbers.  My hand needs a couple seconds break, and she rushes through as many numbers as she can. Probably wouldn’t have made it if I didn’t need a break. Seems those hours of popping a counter 3 times a second helped out. ;)

After she cums I have her roll over onto her back, leaving the brush inside. She spreads her legs for me, and I continue with fucking her cunt. I keep up the same things, eliciting a different feel due to the position change. Pretty soon she’s asking to cum again, and without hesitation I tell her to go. She has a good orgasm. As she’s coming down off of it, I slide her brush out and tell her to clean it. The little hole in the handle is filled with her goo, nice, white, and creamy. She opens her mouth and in it goes. I leave her there as I go to the toy drawer, thinking about what I want to use.

I come back and first cuff her hands, and then secure them above her head (while putting on the cuffs, some of the cold metal touches her skin, and she gives a little shiver. Delicious to watch). Next comes the blindfold. I make sure it’s in place correctly, and then go to get the rest. I put a couple more cuffs around her ankles, and then tie a couple of short ropes around the runners on the top of the bed. Next I snag her little red vibrator, turning it on and slide it into her still wet hole. She moans in satisfaction as two of her three holes are now filled. I then thread the rope through the rings on her ankle cuffs, and secure them in place, pulling her legs up and out. With both like that, her cunt is nice and exposed.

I point this out to her just as the little leather strands from her flogger find her cunt and clit. The reaction is sublime, as she tries to shy away, but with her legs as they are, she isn’t very effective. I’m using the small end, which is thinner and has more strands, and faster. She squirms as I continue the assault, the vibrator going about half speed. I continue this for a couple minutes, varying the tempo and placement of the strikes to keep her guessing.

As I ease up with the flogger I reach down and start work with that vibrator, which has her going all over again in no time, begging to cum. Tonight I’m in an obliging mood. She only has to count down from five this time. With a vibrator in her cunt and a brush in her mouth. It takes longer than normal, but she holds out until she’s allowed to cum, and then watching that back arch and that body spasm is great. I smile to myself as I catch it on video.

I toy with her feet a bit, watching her jump away from my hands as they slide along the soles, unable to go too far, being held in place by the ropes. Then, I turn her vibrator off (it shouldn’t be on for more than 15 minutes, and it’s been about that long since I broke it out) and pull it our of her, with an audible pop. Reaching up, I remove her brush, which she gladly relinquishes, leaving her mouth open, her tongue seeking for what’s coming next. The vibe goes in, and her mouth closes around it hungrily, tongue already working on licking those juices off. Not wanting to leave the brush alone, I pop it against her clit a couple times, getting a good jump from her, and then slide the handle back inside of her.

I look up and see her toybox sitting open, and notice the nipple suction cups we’ve hardly used since buying. I grab them and apply to first one nipple, and then the other, and her voice goes up an octave. The little Slut likes this. Then it’s back to fucking her with her brush, which she actively participates in, fucking it back like a bitch in heat. I pull out all the way out a couple times, and once it slaps against the coverlet, leaving a gooey mess. Guess I’ll have to wash the bedding after this. Oh well, worth it, I think. It doesn’t take long before she’s begging to cum again, this time on video, unbeknownst to her. I let her, and give her a few seconds to recover before I tell her to cum again. She spasms even harder than the previous one as the orgasm racks her body. Such an obedient little Slut. I do love her trick of being able to cum on command. For fun I have her do it a third time, and that one must have been pretty intense for her, and she writhes around on the bed, lifting her ass into the air and pulling those legs every which way. I had to make sure the ropes were holding and the knots weren’t slipping, but everything was fine. She didn’t pull the bed down around our ears, not for lack of trying though.

I ease her brush out one more time, and it goes into her mouth, her vibrator being set off to the side. She’s recovering, but I can’t just leave her there, can I? I reach down, two fingers parting her folds while a third finds her clit. She goes wild as soon as I do, and within a minute is ready for another go. She starts at 10, as told, and does have some trouble getting there. She manages, and cums, legs clasping around my hand as much as they can. It’s a nice long orgasm. Must have enjoyed that one. :)

She is spent, so it’s time to get her released. The ropes and cuffs come off, the nipple cups go back into their box, and the brush and vibe are set off to the side for cleaning (she’ll take care of that and put away the ropes when she’s recovered enough). I get her a glass of water, which she accepts, before going back and just laying there for the next five minutes, unable to really think or move. I cuddle a bit, and she rolls onto her side, molding against me.

While we lay there, I lightly stroke her side and squeeze her shoulder. She’s still horny, the little Slut. You can hear it in her moans and see it in her movements. Yes, well trained. As soon as I tell her to get a hand busy on her cunt it‘s there, working that pussy. I concentrate on her shoulder, one of her weak spots, and let my other hand idly play with her nipples as she undulates against her hand. The action on her shoulder is what really gets her going, the nipple play is just a bonus. As I increase the pressure, she is asking to cum. I let her, and it’s a nice and easy one, she’s had time to cool down.

I stroke up and down her exposed side as her hand continues it’s ministrations (she hasn’t been told she can stop yet). I then stroke lower, over her ass and then into her wet pussy from behind. She moans louder as I begin to lightly pump in and out of her, every few strokes taking time to just rub up and down on those lips of hers. It’s constant attention, though, and with her hand still going she doesn’t last long. She cums, hard, with me inside her. I do love her doing as she’s told.

Then, to end the session like it began, I slide out and land a slap to that ass. The sounds she lets out is exquisite, and I continue, the slaps becoming harder and faster, but only on the one cheek that is not covered by me. She doesn’t seem to notice that only one side is getting the attention, or doesn’t care. She’s bucking against her hand in no time. And her request for permission to cum takes her 30 seconds to say, the words won’t come to her pleasure addled brain. I love that, too. Can’t even concentrate enough to say “Sir, may I cum?” She doesn’t get to cum until she’s finished her words. It’s difficult for her, but she perseveres and lets out one final orgasm for the night, before collapsing, as I tell her she can stop.

We cuddle for a few more minutes. As I get up to leave, I lean down and kiss her ear, whispering “Happy Birthday”. I’ll take the grunt that elicits from her to mean “Very happy indeed”. After I leave, it’s another 20 minutes before she can get up and move again without falling down. She does clean her toys and tries to put away the ropes. But she can’t remember how to wrap them just yet, so I show her one, and she does the other. Brain foggy and all that.

Anyway, that’s how our night went. Hope you enjoyed. :)

Recently I came home unexpectedly during the day and heard voices upstairs., coming from the bedroom. As I looked down the hallway Iinto my bedroom Icould see my wife’s bare ass moving up and down on some guys cock. At first I was shocked and very hurt. I stood quietly in the hall not sure what to do and unseen. She was riding him hard and moaning with pleasure. I realized my cock was super hard. I dropped my pants and stood in the dark halfway and started jerking myself off. She was quite wet and creamy and watching her fuck him and listening to him tell her she was his sexy little cum whore was a major turn on. She rolled onto her back and begged him to fuck her hard.. she arched her back as she had a giant squirting orgasm . He pulled his dick out of her and jerked a big load all over her stomach, tits and face. She took his cock in her mouth to get the last drops.while he was still moaning and twitching, I shot my load in the hall. I crept out of the house before they noticed me. Driving away I didn’t know what to do but I was still so turned on I pulled over and jerked off again. I have spent the last few days thinking about what to do. I’m not sure but it makes me super horny thinking about it.

Beyond the Horizon

Part 1

One of the lessons you learn after years of driving is that at some point or another, you’re going to experience the pain of repetition and predictability. Even when I first started off on the journey, I never had a destination in mind. It’s like as soon as I sat down and closed the door, it was getting hazy. It’s apparent to me now that from the moment I turned that old key and fired her up I was totally unsure of to exactly where I thought I was going. Driving is one of my greatest pleasures. There’s a sincere innocence in the act of driving. I lost sight of much of that, and from time to time I wasn’t sure if I was even in control. From a certain perspective the relationship between the machine and it’s controller breaks down, and it can become objectively difficult to distinguish which is driven by which.

To be fair, the warning signs were all over the place. It felt like I couldn’t go more than ten seconds without some sign, a precaution, a rule, a rule of thumb, a word of advice whispered in confidence. I always did my best to be a responsible driver. For the longest time I did my best to obey all the rules of the road, back before I knew better, or perhaps until I thought I knew better. Experience is the greatest teacher, not to mention the harshest. It’s common knowledge that to learn from experience makes even the worst decisions worthwhile. Sometimes it’s simply the only thing that one can take away from the curveballs so often thrown one’s way. The problem for the unwise lies in working out what lesson the accused is to take away from his crime. For the introspective the problem is rarely not seeing the problem at hand. They can even take precautions to make sure that one accident is never repeated, by not repeating whatever lead to disaster the first time around. For the experienced, and by that I mean the scarred, the disfigured, those drivers who possibly still hurt every waking day of their lives, there are an entirely different set of problems, regardless of their ability to learn from past experiences. The problem faced by the salty, by the ones who well and truly drove around that block more than they care to admit, is the inability to disengage from what they think they know best, and in doing so they find themselves sat exactly where they were before they even released the handbrake. One cannot escape his past, cannot escape the stupid things they did. But to make matters worse, they begin to see that so many of the reflective, glaring, fluorescent signs they are bombarded with as they hit the highway begin to contradict each other. They blur, they all look the same, sound the same. It seems impossible to follow one highway code without breaking another. At first, one particularly thoughtful individual might find, there seemed to be one over-arching Way. The irrefutable Tao of the road. The one true way. I miss that idea. I’ve reached a point where no matter how hard I try and see things as I used to, either I changed, or the rules did.

And so those rare unfortunates may find the signs begin to undermine each other. Slow down, but speed up. Be cautious, but never so more than you’re being brazen. Make sure to flaunt every last thing you have and haven’t ever done, because nobody likes It when you brag. And so experience fails you. It begins to lie to you, and even when you’re aware that there is clearly deception afoot, you become a man looking at a map with no reference as to where in the fuck they actually are. It’s at this point in my career as a driver that I also realised that for all the years I had been driving, I could not remember where I was going. I knew that I had been driving for a very long time, and I think at certain points I had stopped off at places, and I still remember the people I picked up. Some of them drove with me for the longest time. I always liked having passengers, but sooner or later, the destination is reached, and the journey has come to an end. But I digress. At a certain point, I found myself lost. It was the worst kind of lost, in that not only did I not know at all where and when I was, but in that I had totally forgotten where I had originally intended to go. I could not even remember at what point I had forgotten everything about myself. All I knew was in looking in the mirror, I was sure I didn’t recognise myself. I could not even describe the person who stared back at me. The Driver was a man about which you could say so much, but I’m quite certain that none of the obvious things you could gleam from that countenance were objectively correct. Nothing I’ve ever experienced has been quite so simple as that. First impressions are hard to resist, however. In a way it didn’t matter that I’m sure in some ways I recognised the Driver’s face, because from the moment I met his eyes with mine, I knew he’d always be a simple mystery to me, destined to be my enemy, the one who knew me the best.

He had the look of the man who has learned from experience as he lit that cigarette. The glow from the lighter revealed a face older and more weathered than I’m sure my own face was. He looked bad. I was certain he didn’t have the slightest good intention in mind for me, and yet everything in his eyes and in the tone of his voice struck me as sincere and well meaning. He spoke to me as if he knew me. We’re on the road now aren’t we? I’ve always loved these warm nights, the heady smell in the air. He grinned, and his eyes lit up. I suddenly felt thirsty. Thirstier than I’ve ever felt in my life. There was adrenaline coursing through my body now, and most of my worry had suddenly receded. As he rolled down the window, an old and child-like excitement crossed his face, as a child who is told on Christmas day that the best present has been saved to last. What does it even matter where we’re going? The pleasure’s in the driving. It’s also in the uncertainty. We passed a strange scene by the side of that long road. This struck me because until now it had all been so blank. There was a cow being led down the road by two men, one in front, and one following up from behind. We passed so quickly that the image struck me as an old black and white picture would have, fixed in my mind without the suggestion of fading. It was like some grim scene from a foreign abattoir, and I felt my spirit drop, knowing where the cow’s destination lay despite all his ignorance. He looked complacent if not slightly confused as to his predicament, being lead by his handlers as he was. For some unknown reason, I honestly felt very sad for him. Then I laughed. Fucker should have evolved faster. I couldn’t but help show the slightest disapproval, even if deep down something in me knew it was true. It would be pretty much the same if the boot was on the other foot. Or hoof. You get my drift. I laughed again, and I wasn’t sure if it was humour or desperation I heard in that laugh. It sounded strange to me, but laughs always sound strange when you really listen to them. Everyone knows what a laugh means, but that shit can’t be found in any dictionary I ever heard of.

So I did it and took my wife's vibrator in the ass. It was a little tight at first. I put the tip on my tight asshole and leaned back slowly and let just the tip slide in at first. Then when I had relaxed more I rocked back farther and it slid in a little more. It was slow at first and I'll admit it hurt just a tiny bit. I allowed my asshole to relax more and kept slowly rocking back on it. With each thrust it pushed a little further in me. I felt it and it felt warm inside me. I turned on the vibration setting and damn that felt amazing. The vibrations allowed me to relax a little more and without warning when i pushed down on it, I felt a little pop and it sunk deep into my ass. Holy shit! I filled me up so much and felt it all the way in my stomach. My cock got so hard and started dripping with precum. I grabbed my throbbing cock and proceeded to jerk off. I felt my balls twitch, my ass clenched and I let out a groan like I had never heard. The pleasure I felt is something I've never experienced. The pressure and vibrations of the dildo intensified my orgasm so much that I shot my hot sticky load across the room. I will definitely be doing this again. When I jerk off I will either have a dildo in my ass or I will finger my prostate.

So I have this huge fantasy of fucking my mum or gran. I really need to. I just want some advice on how to make this happen without things turning bad. can anyone who has had the pleasure of doing so to give me some good advice on what to do please. I'm 22. My mums married but my gran is not.

Christmas confession:

All I want for Christmas is a woman to doll me up in makeup and drag, tie me up , gag me, and peg my ass. I want to be used as a toy, to give up all control, to be used for her pleasure in whatever way, and a creative outlet for her sexual desire.

Would anyone of you fuck my best friend and make my heart broke into pieces as I see her trembling and listen how she moans in pleasure?

This beauty has such an amazing body, pierced nips and I’d love to see her used in a non consensual way.  And she is such a sweetheart., I’d eat her pussy and ass for days, then make her put on a self pleasure show among other things.

Ok Trump takes over later today I need you to show the Latinas that you think should be able to stay and not be deported! Let’s see those hot 🥵 sluts that should be able to stay for our pleasure! Show the ones you love 💕 on motherless.

time for pleasure

I was sitting at the kitchen table, talking to mom as she cooked supper. I was in my bikini top and running shorts. Daddy comes home from work and walks up to me. Without saying a work he undoes his pants and pulls out his throbbing cock and balls. He grabs me by the ponytail and forces his cock into my mouth. I didn't have time to prepare and started to gag and drool right away. Mom says, "Let her breathe, Walter." So Daddy pulls out for a moment while I gather myself. He shoves his massive cock to the back of my throat and starts fucking my mouth and throat while holding me in place with his hand in my hair. I relax, open my throat like he taught me and press my tongue up against his cock. He groans as he slides it in and out along the length of my tongue. I can taste the saltiness of his sweaty cock and the musty flavor of his pre-cum. He takes his other massive hand and tears at my top to get at my tiny tits. He squeezes them hard and kneads them like bread dough. He pinches my nipples until I squeal - all the time ramming his cock down my throat.

Somewhere in the assault, Mommy kneels beside me and unties my top, exposing my sore little tits. She also finishes undoing my Daddy's pants and pulls them down to his knees. She fondles his balls in her hand and says, "That's it Walter! Fuck the little slut. You've been thinking about her all day. Give her your seed. Fill her with your cum!"

Daddy grunts and jerks. I can feel the usual spasms shake down the shaft of his cock and I prepare for his load. With every deep grunt another gush of hot cum pours down my throat. Again and again and again and again.

He growls when he's done violating my throat, and he pulls me up to my feet. He turns me around roughly and bends me over the table. He pushes my head down onto the wood, and I can see the glass of coke I was drinking an inch from my nose. He and Mommy grab my shorts and panties and with one motion have them at my ankles. And again Daddy plunges his hard meat into me. A shock of pain ripped through my cunt as he was suddenly and roughly all the way in. Luckily, my pussy was already wet and his cock was covered with my drool and his cum. Still there was still a little too much friction to be pleasurable until about the third or forth thrust. Then he really started to fuck me hard and deep. I moaned like the little whore I am. "Oh FUCK, Daddy, FFUUCCKK!!!!!" He slapped my ass and told me to shut up. But every time he pounded his cock into my pussy, I quietly exhaled a moan. Mommy egged him on,"That's it baby...fuck that little slut. Fuck her worthless cunt." She played with his balls and fingered his ass, which drove him into an animalistic state. He howled and tore into my poor tight pussy...using his little girl as a cum bucket. His final thrust nearly knocked me off my feet, but he held my hips and lifted my feet off the floor as he arched his back and pumped his hot cum into my tired little pussy.

Then Daddy plopped into the same chair I was sitting in just a few minutes ago. I couldn't move. Mommy was on Daddy's cock in a second, licking and cleaning traces of blood, cum and my pussy juice off his cock. Then she turned to me. Spreading my ass and lips apart, and looking at my swollen, gaping hole, she licked me clean and sucked the rest of Daddy's cum from my pussy. Then as I stood up and went to my room for a shower, I looked back and saw Mommy kneeling between Daddy's knees, sucking his cock long and deep. I knew supper would be late. She'd be riding his cock as soon as he was hard again.

Happy Valentine’s Day For me!! I’ve always wanted to watch my wife take a hard fucking By another guy. I ran into a single former coworker in a store. He said I hope you Some good sex today because he hadn’t got laid in forever. So I called my wife and told her about him. She knows I’ve always wanted to she knows I’ve always watch her do that. After a pretty long conversation with her about it she nervously said ok go tell him to come over. Got me horny as fuck when she said that . When he got there we all went Immediately into bedroom and I watched his eyes roll back in pure fucking pleasure the first time he pushed his dick into her pussy! He didn’t last long and he shot a gigantic fucking load On her pussy while my cock was jammed down her throat .

Look at this busty teasing MILF slut.

What should be next for her, pleasure or pain? What would you do with her fine tits and soft body?

I confess I haven’t had sex with my wife in 3-4 months. My cock has been replaced by this big black cock. I am allowed to lick her pussy and pleasure her but that’s all. She loves it. Me too.

How would you use this for your pleasure? How hard would you be fucking this thing? 

My stepdaughter Mirella has a great ass, look how she dances like a street whore, I want to fuck her until I make her cry with pleasure

Do you like what you see? Who want to show me what pleasure feels like?

I confess that I have erectile dysfunction, and it's ruining my life. Everything was OK just a few years ago when my performance started go get worse. Now I don't even try to have sex, because I can't finish. I was stupid, and ashamed, so I didn't go to the doctor right away, but it didn't make any difference when I did. Health care is shit in my country. I'm waiting months for examinations, and months to get the result, again months to show the doctor the results, I'm just waiting, and nothing happens really. I would pay for a faster/better way, but I can't afford it.

I don't know what to do. I don't even try dating with anyone because I only end up being a disappointment. Even if sex is not everything in a relationship it's necessary.

This whole situation makes me hate my life. I don't see the future I was hoping for when I was young. You know, having a family, a volvo, a dog and a house in the suburbs. I only see a lonely bitter guy alone in his apartment trying to figure out how he should end his misery.

I don't know what to do. My doctor told me that I shouldn't use any medical solution until they know what exactly is wrong, and even if I could take a few pill it might give me a few hours of pleasure but it won't fix the problem. What really kills me is that I can't do nothing. I'm just waiting maybe the doctors figure out something, until that my life has no value...

Sorry guys, I had to write this down, it actually made me feel better a bit. You don't have to tell me in comments that I'm a pathetic waste, I already know that.

Looking for an up for it girl in the uk to be fucked and pleasured by 2 horny 30 something's. To fulfil a friends fantasy, and hopefully yours, message back here

We're based birmingham way (no accent thank fuck) but we will offer to pay for travel, a night out so drinks, food and anything else you desire and accommodation. All we ask in return is a fun night of dreams coming true. You set the boundaries, so just a spit roast or full double anal bareback ass to mouth, the choice is yours.

Can message via snapchat/toe/whatever, so hit me up to discuss and swap some pics.

Today is the fifth day of daddy’s assignment where I’m allowed to fuck my own ass and touch my tiny sissy cock for seven days. Today I got to wear a pair of panties and a lacy bra when I was pleasing myself. I felt like a good sissy whore for daddy the whole time I was pleasuring my sissy pussy. It always makes me feel great when I can follow daddy’s orders and please him. It took me about 30 minutes to finish today and I can’t wait to do it again tomorrow.

I love my guy, but it always seems that during sex, he's seeking pleasure only for himself. Sometimes I get so bored because he does the same thing, and it doesn't really arouse me at all. I have a better time masturbating than getting fucked by him. All the time, it's only me giving him head. I hardly get touched at all. I need more than this!! I'm a freakin nympho, I need it all the time :( I need it now. I'll need it again 5 minutes afterwards.

My teenage daughter has danced since she was very young. She's always done well in dance class and loves to perform her routines for her mom and myself at home. Lately her performances have been very sexual. I tease her and tell her that she dances like a stripper and this pleases her and seems to encourage her even more. Lately she she performed for just me and has even experimented by giving me lap dances. Her outfits have gotten very skimpy and she has taken great pleasure in making me hard and paying alot of attention to my bulge. I wonder if there are any other moms or dads that have experienced anything like this?

"Claim me,"
she whispers in a plea
"claim my soul as I wilt"
Crimson lips parted,
head thrown back
in ecstatic ache
jugular bared
she needs to feel
that sharp -edged love,
skin and barriers broken
as she melts into
the underworld
of a new grace
a magenta cry into
the inky sky
sacred silence penetrated
as only gasps are heard
milky breasts decorated
with red liquid ribbon,
his nourishment,
her demise
nipples pierced with
beads of her sunset lifeflow
as he sucks and bites...
and howling
into heaven's delicious gate,
she writhes
Her soul dissolving
into his night
and as his spirit
absorbs her vermilion soul
their power rises,
black as coal

your lips black sticked sanguine
tremulous murmurs
oh happy blood blossom of deaths surrender
sacrificial lamb
cats sparrow entranced
thighs on fire
sobbing from a thousand needled kisses
nipples tearing blood
each wound a weeping mouth licking
milky white alter of cold stone
saturated alizarin rust
legs wide
feet and breasts trussed
in chains and drenched rags
for cruelties arrow
o crimson queen,
pomegranate half eaten
mouth smudge black
agape
snake tongue dancing
through cherry lips
darkened eyes of fire and blood
a wash in devils incense
beloved veiled in evils cradle
bind not the demons kiss
then face down my love upon the crypt of mist
black heavens gate
pupa
vampires bate
a blood moon shaking
a scourge you are now
goddess of pleasures wretched
in the Tuileries of the abyss
consort
your every piercing fang
a boiling cauldron
desire
spilled out

dark cupid witch
legs tied to throat
devil cocks twitch
nipples in a mote
ive got the itch
feet scorched in rope
hot fucking bitch
hells dark pope

vampiress whore
dark girl feeding
the sun is no more
loves the bleeding

I love fucking queer cunt.

From lesbians, ftm cunt"boys", transwomen (and I do consider them women, because they're worthless fuckholes) and even gay bottoms if they're girly enough, nothing brings me more pleasure than to stick my cock in an unwilling social outcast.

That's it,  pleasure yourself for all to see 👌🏻

I confess that I've been pushed onto the floor by mature (over 45yo) aggressive top dom daddies 3 or 4 times before and they pissed all over my body and face and into my mouth and they forced me to drink every drop of their golden goodness. I loved the experience. I'm a 30yo bottom sub, 5'7", 190, babyfaced and sissy-faced, whimpy character, tight ass, in Canada. It's always easy for dom tops to overpower me and use/abuse me for their perverted pleasures. I moan like a girl.

My Girlfriend for your wanking pleasure. Merry Christmas.

Just got done removing all the hair from below my waist. Used Nair for Men. My nut sack kinds burned for a couple seconds, but other than that it was entirely pleasurable. Now I'm sitting here wearing lace stockings and rubbing my smooth balls and asshole.

We both get off thinking about her being used for your sexual pleasure. The wife agreed to post some more pics. She loves your comments and I get to fuck her swollen wet pussy after she reads them.

having some fun with myself today but I prefer a thick uncut long bbc to pleasure and give him someone to ride on his cock for proper release of that delicious white seed 

This happened months ago now, and I've never really opened up to anyone about it, but I might as well tell people on here what happened. I'm passed the pain, and I'm now thankful for the experience. It's opened up new doors. Anyway... If you like elaborate fucked up stories, read on, if not, fuck off.

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I've been In love with my Cousin since I was a young lad. I'm 22 now, and she is 25. She was like a big sister to me for a while, until she stopped growing and she stayed a perfect 5ft 2, and 100lbs.

She always used to cuddle up to me, kiss me, and has always treat me like a little brother, despite that I started towering over her, and now I'm a foot taller than her.

I have a male cousin who is the same age as me, and I always have sense a bit of a rage between him, his sister and me. Like there's jealousy there. Sometime she'd purposely treat me well in front of him, and not just as children, but as adults, and now I know why....

I walked in on my cousins furiously fucking in the bed that she pampered me on, and I didn't even have to think about it for too long to understand the bigger picture. This is why she was so sister like to me... because she enjoyed angering and frustrating her brother, and it made their fucks better... but this isn't the end of the story.

I sat outside the door trying to manage my emotions, when I slipped and alerted them. I ran out of the house as fast as I could, but it wasn't any use. My male cousin is a Rugby player and a soccer winger, and bigger, stronger and faster than me. He caught me, and dragged me back inside.

He threw me into the room with his sister. She seemed very different. She was still comforting but her voice was lower pitched and icy. She told me that as long as I listened and did was I was told then everything would be ok. She wouldn't let her brother hurt me, but if only I was good.

She talked about how she's always known that I've loved her, and that she wanted me. She began kissing me. She pulled my face against hers so hard that it hurt.

I was still resistant at first, and somewhat submissive, but eventually I felt feelings of anger, and became a lot more dominant. I got on top of the cunt and put my cock inside of her, and began pounding as hard as I could, but her moans were equally met with laughs, and then she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, and then I felt a huge force on to of me.

I couldn't escape, and knew I was about to be sodomized. He handcuffed me to the bed on both sides, and I struggled for a while, and began to cry, until she loosened her grip, and the same soothing but somewhat Icy voice told me it's going to be alright...

Her brother began to lube up my ass and his cock, and I decided to try and relax, and accept what was going to happen. But suddenly her arms wrapped tightly around my neck again, and she force my mouth into hers, and I felt a sharp pain. Her brother was went balls deep inside of me.

I moaned and couldn't stand the pain but my mouth was still locked inside of hers. The sociopath probably enjoyed my screams echoing down her throat. I thought I was going to pass out, but eventually the pain was overshadowed by a new feeling. My cock felt so solid it hurt, and every time her brother thrusted his cock in my ass, something inside me felt good.

I began moan with pleasure, and she pulled my mouth and hers away from each other, and told her brother to "go for it", It felt amazing despite the fact that I knew my asshole was gonna be fucked completely. His body weight pounding up against me made my cock thrust inside of her, and we were locked in depraved pleasure.

She began moaning louder than I was, and I felt her pussy tightening as she began to orgasm, and shouted "fucking cum now", and I felt the most amazing feeling I've ever experienced, and came inside her, and while I did, my asshole tightened, and her brother screamed "oh fuck", and it made me feel good to know that my tight ass was pleasing him, and I felt my ass fill with cum.

Since that day we've been fucking together every time we had an opportunity. I get hard seeing that little slutty figure or the big alpha male body.

Hello everyone. I am Chica. it's a pleasure to meet you! i am glad to join this site. i have heard from Foxy and Freddy its a great site to meet people. do not worry. i don't bite....hard.

Full pleasure for all members

Would any spun slots or Shardashions or Shard Bard for that matter that are out there? Wanna watch me slam some meth and my cock? It would be my pleasure comma, and hopefully yours too.

I confess I get the most pleasure during sex out of being terrible in bed. My girlfriend and I have had some great sex where we've both gotten off, but I've recently found I get off the best when she just doesn't enjoy it. I love seeing her look at the ceiling bored, or when she asks me if I'm almost done, and I love the disappointed look she gets when I pull out and cum after only 1 or 2 minutes. She recently told me she hasn't been enjoying fucking for the last 3 months and has been faking orgasms for the last 4. We haven't fucked for the last 2 weeks because it's been too boring for her and I've never been more turned on. I just secretly wish I had a smaller dick and could never last more than 20 seconds. That way I could never satisfy anyone.

Sister-in-law crush

I’ve had a huge crush on my sister-in-law since not long after I married my wife. I didn’t think about her that way until one day we were walking up the stairs to her and her husband’s apartment and I got a clear view up her skirt and saw a cute black thong underneath. That was 8 years ago when we were 21. Since then I can’t stop thinking about her in a sexual way whenever she’s around. We stayed at their apartment once when my brother-in-law was out of town and she let me and my wife sleep in their bed. It turned me on knowing I was sleeping on the same side of the bed as her and I found out her underwear drawer was right below where I was sleeping. Here’s where I start to go a little further. When no one else was around I found a sexy silky pair of her panties and couldn’t stop myself from shoving them straight down the front of my pants and wrapping them around my cock. The material felt so good especially imagining it was my sister-in-law’s (let’s call her H) tight pussy gliding up and down my rod.

Whenever they come to visit or vice verse I almost always take a couple opportunities to thoroughly rub her toothbrush all over my cock and ballsack, turned on by the fact that she’ll be putting that toothbrush in her mouth later that day. She’s had two kids now and my crush on her combined with my fetish for pregnant women just about drove me mad. I tried to steal glances whenever I could when she would be breastfeeding and got a quick glimpse of a nipple several times.

I’ve had dreams of her coming to visit and sneaking in our room and stroking my cock while hiding in my side of the bed, and others where I stand behind her, bend her over and slide my dick straight into her asshole. My biggest fantasy though, is having a threesome with my wife and her sister. When she comes to visit, 2 out of 3 times, she leaves husband and kids at home. They have had a difficult marriage at times and she has felt neglected in their relationship. I get so hard thinking about comforting her on one of her visits and bringing her into our room and pleasuring each other all night long. Thinking about the fact that her husband wouldn’t be the wiser and we could have three or four days of hot passionate threeway sex every time she came down to visit just about sets me off. I literally can’t focus when she comes around

There. Think of me what you will.

Waiting to get in the pool and this is what I'm staring at. I love my SD's body. Ive tasted it all. Always a pleasure....

Send her pic or vids, she loves them... her name is Beatrice, if you use it in the vid, I'll get he to reply to it too.

(our profile has more pics - all of her,)

This fatty is for your pleasure.. yes or no?

i confess i know this fat girl who i convinced that i liked her but really i dont at all but it gives me great pleasure to show the world this goody goody fatass actually has a dark side. so here's her tits!!!!!! (ps if you want the original with the eyes just ask hehehe just thought it looked more menacing if it had her eyes blanked out ;)

Stuff That One Might Worry About at Work

I am 56 years old. And i have the pleasure of working with a lot of wonderful young adults. :) I have a nice little job working banquets, waitering, dishing and such.

I no longer have nightmares about federal agents with guns coming after me. [Agents in the "Criminal Investigation" section of the IRS carry guns. Kind of serious, methinks.] I am no longer in the field of income tax.

I do still work, of course!! :) But it's not stressful!!! :) I never worry about work!!!

After work i leave and forget about it!! :) i go have a drink or two. And i'll eat dinner. :) Play on the internet. Then eventually go to sleep.

I do not lie awake in bed at night dreading about the horrible catastrophes that might happen at work tomorrow. I sleep peacefully. Life is good.

Anyways, one of my young co workers, 30, made a bad decision and left work to do an errand. Didn't tell anyone. Didn't clock out. That was wrong.

She is a single mom. And has a lot on her plate. But i will not claim that excuses her!

I'm going to go speak to the head guy tomorrow. Thinking that i'll immediately acknowledge that what she did was wrong. She's definitely in the wrong. She needs to be told that she was wrong.

But then maybe recognize "it's a shame. Because you're a hard worker and you're recognized and appreciated by your co workers. And it would be a shame to lose a strong worker."

My comments might help a bad situation. Or the might not have any effect. So be it.

My husband is in jail, for a really serious crime, and the odds are, that he might never go out, or that we will both be 80 when he does, so it is the same thing. For starters, I am not banned to see anyone else, so, I can do whatever I want, but when you are left alone in your 40's, after almost 15 years of marriage, it is not that easy to come back to dating, or even to the idea of having sex with someone else.

So I started exploring the online world of erotica, and ended up here. I know that these boards can sometimes be over the top, and not always truthful, but there is more reality in these, than in any other form of online forums, or stories, and I found that the written word is the only thing that made my body react to erotica. Confessions made me think about things I never dared contemplate, let alone try.

There was this built up tension inside of me, that just came bursting out one day. On my second, or third night out, after more than a year of him being locked up, a young man showed interest in me. I still look good, but I never thought that someone so young, in his early 20's, would react to me. Spent the night drinking, and even when my friends left, I stayed with "the hip crowd". Loved the attention, the flirting, everything. We all ended up in someones apartment, couple of guys, a few girls they had with them, and as the night was coming to an end, I was left alone, with the guy who was showering me with attention, and one of his friends.

He flat out told me, that they want to fuck me. I remember my knees shaking, and telling to myself - "just don't think about it". I wanted it.

I was on top of him, his friend on the other end. Double penetration was something I read about, but never thought possible in real life. It felt so good, cumming through the pain, that now I figure, that there is nothing more intense, one can live through. Neither of them used condoms, but were kind enough to finish outside.

After coming back home, I had mixed emotions. Shame, and joy, guilt and pleasure. Decided not to overthink this, and continued seeing my guy. This lasted for about a year, but never again did his friend join us, and we never really spoke of it. In the end, we parted ways, and the thing is, that all that time, every night I was with him, I wished for one of his friends to be there, as well.