I confess that I had a girlfriend who liked her face slapped during sex, hard. First time we fucked I was on top of her and she meekly said, "Slap me." So, after a little thought I did. Then she said, "You can slap me harder than that." I could tell that she was afraid of what I would think of her but that she really wanted/needed it. So, I kept slapping her harder and harder, so hard I thought I would leave her face bruised for days, while I fucked her hard. Then she came and it was one of the hottest things I've ever experienced. From then on we did the same routine every time we fucked.

I confess that I really got to like doing it to her. We even got into some serious tit slapping. Not just slapping but really bruising up her tits since that wouldn't show. Now I miss having her/slapping her but I'm not bold enough to ask my current partner if I can do it to her. I know she would disapprove.

Anyone have a similar experience?

I'm obsessed with my co-worker.

I get it. I'm tall, lanky, awkward as fuck, and just not very attractive. I've been told that my entire life, and even when it isn't said to my face, it's said to me indirectly when I ask a girl out for something as harmless as coffee and I get rejected before I even get the words out.

So I see this girl at my work one day, and I'm FLOORED. The prettiest girl I had ever seen. We work in different departments so I rarely see her, but when I do, I'm just awestruck. When we talk, we're with a few of our other co-workers so it isn't as awkward. She seems so incredibly warm, sweet, humble, and quiet.

After months of waiting for the off chance of a brief interaction in passing, I say fuck it, and ask her out on a date after I get her number through a mutual friend in the company. I wait minutes...hours...days...no response. It makes sense, she seems like the quiet non-confrontational type. It's still a rejection, but it still fucking hurts, you know?

A few weeks later, I hear a rumor that she's sucking some dude's dick in the parking lot at work. And for whatever reason, this hurt way more than her rejection...now that I know that she's just a slut like everyone else, I've pretty much lost all hope as far as dating goes.

So now, I'm back to my usual routine of jerking off every day to thoughts of her. Right after lunch? I open up that Instagram and blow a nice load all over her face. When I get home? Open up Facebook and pound my dick and pretending like I'm railing that pink pussy of hers from behind.

Can anyone sympathize with my struggle here? What the fuck am I supposed to do here? I'm NEVER going to get a girl as pretty as Kaye. Am I just supposed to settle for some fucking whale of a woman with acne and shit?

Please, just brighten my day a little and tell me what you would do to this whore. Make a picture or video even. That'd be great. :/

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?

A few years ago I worked with this delicious slut in a medium sized office. About 75 people worked there, 10 or 12 in the attached warehouse, the rest desk jobs in the office area up front. She sat in a cubicle across and beyond the wall from mine. Blonde, tan, about 5 foot 3, 120 pounds maybe. Big, perky fake tits and a tight little ass. She knew it too. Always wore outfits a bit too tight or revealing. The kind of girl who spent her time on boats and at the beach, always in the sun, always flirting. She was such a tease.

I liked having time to myself in the office, to get things done without others around to interrupt, so I would normally come in very early, get there 530 or 6 AM. That would allow me at least an hour, nobody else in the office came in before 7. A few warehouse guys, but they stayed in the back. One morning I'm at my desk about 615 and I hear this incredibly loud sound coming from one of the cubicles across the wall. Startling and LOUD. I walked over to investigate, and my little office fantasy, let's call her Julie (not her real name), had left her cell phone on her desk, and the alarm was going off. I managed to turn it off, shaking my head at the noise. I was about to put it back on her desk when I thought, I wonder what kind of pics she might have....

Her phone had no secure lock screen, so it wasn't hard to explore. I found her galleries, checking over my shoulder that nobody else was coming in. Mostly boring shots of her dog, some flowers, pinterest type crap. Scrolling down, scrolling, and then - bingo.

A series of selfies that were clearly meant for someone she wanted to fuck. licking her lips, pouty smiles with her hard nipples through a thin shirt, on her stomach with her beautiful ass in the air, and more. They progressively got more revealing. Her ass in boy shorts, then her bare ass. Wearing just a bra, then full exposed tits. they were amazing. playing with her nipples, then her in front of a mirror in only panties, then no panties covering her pussy with her hand, then legs open and her finger tracing her slit. I was rock fucking hard. I checked again to make sure I was still alone, then pulled my cock out and did what any guy would do, stroked myself off to her pics right there in her cubicle.

When it came time to cum I shot my load right on her chair. She never came in before 9, it would dry before then, and I could spend all day getting hard knowing she would be sitting on it.

I wanted to send myself the pics, but she would know I did. So I hooked up a USB and transferred a ton to my hard drive. She had so many more. Then just in time, I put her phone back and returned to my desk just before a co-worker came in.

Fast forward to the next morning, alone in the office, my cock out, stroking to her slutty pics. I printed a few, full color on the office printer, and shot ropes all over her. I must have done this every day for a week. I would throw the photos away after, buried beneath other trash. So i thought at least.

After about a week of this, I came in one morning to find one of my cum stained printed pics of her on my desk. No note, nobody there, just the pic. I was freaked out. I was caught, and going to get fired. I picked up the photo to destroy it and found underneath, another photo of her, one I hadn't seen before. Tight sweater, tight pants, fuck me smile. Written underneath the photo was "do this one next".

I wasn't sure if she had found it and it turned her on, or a creepy coworker found it and took a pic from her facebook or something, but it was exhilarating. I made sure I was alone, grabbed my cock and pumped a huge load all over her slut face. Then I put it in the trash the exact same way as the day before. Neither she nor anyone else said a word about it that day. I was extra sensitive, trying to figure out who did it, nothing.

The next morning when I arrived at 530 my heart was pounding. I walked to my cubicle, almost couldn't breathe. When I turned the corner there was no picture, just a post it note. "check my top drawer - J". It was her. My cock was RAGING before I even got to her desk. When I opened her top drawer there was an 8 x 10 photo of her, spread eagle, sucking a cock while using a vibrator on her pussy. Below it said "when you're done leave it where you found it, xo"

I could not believe this was happening. What a filthy slut! What an amazing place to work! I edged and stroked for about 20 minutes, and pumped a fat load all over her. Then I left the cum covered photo in her drawer. A few hours later she arrived at work. Our area was pretty quiet overall. She walked by my desk, which she didn't have to do, and said good morning, in a very flirtatious tone. A moment later I heard her sit down, put her bag away and open her desk drawer. Then clear as day I heard her moan just a little, and close the drawer. I was immediately hard again.

We did not speak about it. Not at all. There was this understood secrecy about what we were doing, not a hint of it during the work day, no communication. But each morning that week I would check her drawer and find a new photo, and cum all over it. Thursday there was no photo, but a pair of panties.

I sniffed them as I stroked, her delicious pussy all over them. Then I stroked with them, and decorated her panties with my spunk, and put them back in her drawer. That morning, when she got in, she called over the wall to me, "can you come here for a second?". I was so nervous, and so aroused.

Her cubicle was situated with the opening facing a corner, so you couldn't see into it unless you were standing right at the entrance. I walked over, not even trying to hide my erection. There were two other people in the room at that point, about 15 feet away. As I reached the opening and said good morning, she turned in her chair and said good morning back. She was wearing a pencil skirt, which she hiked up just a bit, and opened her legs. She then slid off her panties, and handed them to me, and said "I think these are yours". Then she retrieved the cum soaked panties from her desk, and put them on right in front of me. She then turned around and began working. I almost lost my mind.

I put her panties in my pocket, and walked back to my desk. I pretended to work, but all I could do was replay that exchange over and over in my head. After an hour or so of that I couldn't take it anymore. I went to the bathroom, sat in the stall and began stroking with her panties. I decided to take a short video, about 5 seconds, and text it to her. My heart was pounding as I pressed send. I continued stroking there in the stall until about 3 minutes later she texted back, a 5 second video of her rubbing her pussy at her desk. I watched it on a loop until I blew, right into her panties.

The rest of the day was somewhat normal, we didn't talk, but we both it seemed continued to fantasize about what happened. Then came Friday morning. I arrived about 545. It was routine now, get my coffee, go check her desk for today's stroking material, and bust a huge nut before getting to work. Except that day there was no photo, no panties. Nothing. I walked back to my desk disappointed, and then I saw the post it note on my monitor. "You should check the conference room".

The conference room in our building was big, with a floor to ceiling glass wall that faced an open field. About a dozen chairs, screen, large oval table, standard stuff. It was at the far end of the building. The lights in the main area were still off, nobody was in yet. The conference room door was closed, which was odd. I was so nervous as I reached for the handle. I turned and opened the door, it was dark. As I flipped the first light switch, which activated a soft , low light in the center of the room, I could see her at the head of the table. She was wearing another skirt, hiked up. Her legs were open, and she was playing with her amazing pussy. I entered the room, shut and locked the door behind me, and walked towards her.

"I want you to watch" she said. So I sat down in the chair next to her, and watched as she made herself cum right in front of me. She was a total exhibitionist. Really put on a show. After she came, I got down on my knees, touched her legs for the first time, held them open and ate her pussy like a maniac.

She was pulling me into her, grabbing handfuls of hair, moaning and saying filthy fucking things as I tongued her deep and thorough. She must have came 3 times before I stood up. I was barely upright before she was tugging and pulling at my belt and zipper with both hands, staring up at me the whole time. She lowered my pants, peeled down my boxers and my erect cock bounced up, almost hitting her face. She took it in both hands, stroking it slowly, and proceeded to give me an incredible blow job. One of the 5 best in my life.

She did everything - slapped her tongue and lips with it, rubbed it on her cheeks, kissed, licked, sucked, cheeks caving in, moaning, saying dirty, dirty things to me as she inhaled my engorged cock. I was so close to cumming. She had taken her top off while sucking me, so her gorgeous tits were out for me to enjoy.

She then stood up, bent over completely at the waist, and laid her naked upper body on the conference room table. She reached out with her hands, laying the palms flat on the table, and pointed her incredible ass towards me.

"Do whatever you want" was all she said to me. And I did.

I dominated her. Fucked her slow and deep as I held her neck, pressed my chest onto her back. I whispered incredibly erotic things into her ear as I pumped her full of my pulsing dick. She gushed on me. The edge of the table was soaked. I flipped her around and fucked her that way for a minute, then pulled her onto my lap in a chair, then put her up against the glass wall, then bent her over the table again and pummeled her cunt until I blew, a gigantic load of cum, right inside her.

After a moment of us both gasping for breath, we began to get dressed. We straightened up the room, wiped the table down, made sure we both looked presentable, and walked out into the main office area. Not 5 minutes later a couple of people arrived at work, and before long it was a normal day again.

That was the first time we fucked each other senseless at work, a tradition that went on for about 6 months, at least twice each week. But that first time, and the erotica that lead up to it, still the most amazing, dirty experience I've ever had.

I motherfucking confess:

I swear to fucking god that if this goddamned website ever required a minimum I.Q. of say, 50 (well below retard I.Q.), for anyone to visit the site, it would be dead in a week. I doubt there are more than a half-dozen non-retards who visit this shithole with any degree of regularity. The only one that even comes to mind is UncaBilly, who, unlike you moon-faced imbeciles, can actually form a comprehensible motherfucking paragraph.

You Down Syndrome twats routinely resurrect years-old threads and respond as if they were started yesterday, as if the OP is just sitting around in a fucking rocking chair, year after motherfucking year, waiting for your goddamned, cocksucking pearl of retard wisdom.

You retarded faggots routinely respond to a post without bothering to read any of the other replies, about half of which already state your stupid fucking joke or your worthless comment or poorly written, unoriginal insult. I guess it's just too fucking much of a strain on your meager, rudimentary reading skills to be bothered with such a herculean effort.

You goddamned, cocksucking, illiterate, retarded, perverted, child molesting, motherfucking faggots make me vomit. All I wanna do after reading your goddamned drivel is murder and dissect some motherfucking whore and then take a hot fucking shower. That's how fucking sick you pieces of shit make me!

FUCK YOU, YOU KNOB-GOBBLING RETARDS!!!

I routinely sound cocaine in my little uncut cock, and fuck cocaine into my hole with a dildo. I wish I could find someone to have a cocaine fueled fuck fest where they fuck coke into my holes and breed me. Time for another line. I just used a chunk of my tax money on new dildos, lube, poppers, coke, and panties.

Hi,
I would love to confess. I love to jerk off
My daily routine is
Wake up, watch porn 
Than go for exercise.
After coming back take shower and jerkoff.
Have breakfast and start office work.
Post lunch I start to get horny so I watch porn, go on fligster,cum tribute,jerkoff, sexting or many other naughty things. 
After that work again and go for walk.
After coming back I might jerk off or go to bed.

Would like to share yours .

This is a joint post written by Mark and Jenna. We have been together for 4 years and have been in the hotwife / cuck ls for the past 1 year 

We confess we want to live out our (mainly Jenna's) fantasy. She needs to be tied up and used by thousands of men. We've discussed this and our absolute dream is to have a train ran on her for a full weekend. Literally non stop except for toilet breaks and a small nap. Jenna's preference would be to be blindfolded and ears muffed to lose all control.

Note from Jenna: hey guys, to be clear I was abused by my dad and his friends for as long as I can remember, and this was our routine of my abuse. They would use me all weekend at dads house. I want to live it out again as an adult now.

Logistically not sure how to go about this. Does anyone have any suggestions or even willing to join? We live in the north of England so any help will be much appreciated.

This is an unusual post for motherless but we need help! 

Please also let us know what you would do to Jenna. Rougher the better.

Up votes will also be appreciated to get the word out xxx

I fucked my wife's friend.

She is, actually my SIL's friend, but my wife knows her, as well. She is a very beautiful brunette, I think she is 39, slim, with big tits, and all in all great figure. I am married for a long time, and my wife and her sister are very close, so I heard a few things about her friend - she was unhappy in marriage, cheating frequently, and all this was said in the tone of "she is acting like a slut".

And she was always super flirty with everyone, even me, but I guessed that is just how she is, never gave any extra thought to it, until she started going to my gym.

Talked to her a few times, she was giggly, flirty, like always. I must admit, I did position myself to get as much eye candy while she worked out, what can one do, I am a man after all. Soon enough she started asking me for advice, on how to do certain exercises, and I gladly helped, and, we started working out together, where we would even text back and forth, and schedule our next sessions.

I told this to my wife, didn't want her to find out any other way, and she didn't mind. Well, that was a mistake.

This woman wanted me, and she didn't hesitate to make that clear to me. I was in doubt, with a clear head, I would never do it, but our sexual desires are hard to control, especially when we have someone just offering themselves to us.

So, one evening, after our work out, I asked her to come over for coffee. She asked if my wife is busy, will we be bothering her, and when I responded that her and the kids are away for the weekend, she said yes.

We both knew what was gonna happen, and as soon as we got in, started kissing. I couldn't hold myself, I bent her over on the sofa, and pulled her leggings down. I wanted to eat her sweat soaked pussy and ass, but when I ran my hand over her lips, she was wet as a fountain. So, no time for that, and I just stuck my cock in her.

I fucked her hard, fast, with full thrusts in and out, while slapping her ass. Oh, how hard she moaned. In the end, I pulled out, and came all over her ass, making sure to cover both of her cheeks. She smiled, pulled her leggings up, without even wiping, kissed me, and said she has to go, her husband is waiting for her.

At that point, I didn't care what will happen. I figured, this is a start of something, that I will fuck her many times, even started going through scenarios of what I might do next, got hard again, and even jerked off, the same night.

Well, tomorrow morning, she texted me that she is changing gyms, and that she wanted to thank me for all the help I gave her in her work out routine.

I think she got cold feet, being afraid that if this comes out, she will lose all of her friends, and that is true.

And I am left here, thinking of all the things I could do to her, that night, that I missed out on. Still, can't complain, had sex with a hot woman, what more can one ask.

When I was 19 years old and in college in Florida, I got really heavy into drugs. Mainly party drugs like coke and ecstasy, and of course plenty of weed, but on occasion other drugs as well. I was out of control and living one big party life on my parent's dime while they struggled mightily to pay for me to have the opportunity they never had and go to college. Looking back I feel like a total asshole about it now as they wanted nothing more than for me to be successful and not have to struggle...sorry, I digressed.

Anyway, since I had no money and wanted to keep up my partying lifestyle and since I was always very athletic, in shape and considered "good-looking", through one of the people I met in the party scene I ended up doing some modeling to make some extra money. Pretty low rent stuff, nothing glamorous, but a couple hundred bucks a week.

This quickly evolved into the opportunity to do some "videos". It started with just masturbation videos of me lying in bed, or on a couch or in the shower jerking off. I figured I was going to do it anyway so why not get paid for it and I was getting paid $100-200 per day that I did a shoot. I could sometimes do 3 or 4 scenes in a day. The guy running the operation said he was impressed by my "re-load" ability and also that I had just the right cock for it...I'm about 8 inches, decently thick and my dick looks perfectly formed from shaft to head and can blow pretty big loads even after only a little break in between. I knew that these were primarily for gay guys to watch but I didn't care. If someone gets off from seeing me, so fucking what. I did these for a while and then he asked one day if I'd want to do some full sex movies and photo shoots and showed me some of his portfolio and all things considered the chicks looked pretty hot and we were now talking more like $300-500 per day so I jumped right at the chance.

It was a crazy scene and pretty much everything you wanted was at your fingertips. Women and drugs galore. Parties every night after shooting. We were all in the 18-22 age bracket so it was just a no responsibility show. But as quickly as I made money it went back out the door on drugs and partying. Then one night when we were partying at the main house this director used for shooting videos, him and a couple of the other "big wigs" in their operation asked me if I would be willing to do some more hardcore shit. At first I was thinking they meant bondage, s&m type stuff, but they quickly made it clear they were talking gay action. I immediately said not a chance, I was straight and no way I could do it. They pushed the matter (and a coffee table with a big pile of blow on it) and said that all the actors in their gay shoots are straight guys because that is the look they wanted in their videos, strong masculine men, not femboys. The guys just do "gay for pay" and they also said I could make up to a $1000 per shoot depending on the circumstances. At that point my eyes lit up and I think they knew they had me. I asked them more questions and they said I could be strictly a top and receive blow jobs, that I didn't have to get fucked or suck or kiss anyone if I didn't want to. I could also do bi scenes where a female actress or two would be involved. I said, what the fuck, let's give it a try.

The next week they had scheduled me in for my first scene. I was shaking like a leaf prior to which was totally not like me. In the other stuff I had already done I was totally calm and had no issues getting naked, getting hard and fucking in front of other people. It was a one on one scene with me and another guy. I was going to be swimming naked in the pool and then get out and immediately go to the lounge chair next to the pool when the "pool guy" was going to show up to service the pool and eventually me who was masturbating while watching him clean the pool. I actually was having a difficult time getting hard which was totally not the norm for me, but he came over and began blowing me for a while and soon enough I did get fully hard. I had sunglasses on and just kept my eyes closed and picturing hot women. I put on a condom and ended up fucking him in a few different positions and then to my surprise he end up blowing his load on my chest as he was riding me, then slid off my cock, dropped back down and sucked me to completion taking my load all over his face.

I said afterward that it wasn't that bad, but I didn't think I wanted to do it again...until I got my next offer and more cash. It went on like this for a while and me just doing the fucking and getting sucked. I still was primarily doing straight shoots though. Then the director came to me with a proposal for a scene. It would be me and this girl I had done some straight scenes with and we would be a "married" couple and then another guy who was coming to our house to do some repairs. But he wanted it to be a scene where me and her completely serviced this guy. We all were going to suck and fuck each other, no holds barred type stuff. I was extremely hesitant but he offered up my biggest payday yet and it was a good chunk of money for 4-5 hours of total "work". I was so far gone into the scene at that time that I agreed and said let's do this.

The day came and again I was nervous. I did all my usual prep on my "manscaping" and where I normally do everything I can to keep myself fresh down below, this time I added the step of the diet one of the other male actors recommended and his full enema routine to completely clean me out. The worst thing on a porn set when anal is involved is having a shit accident. It came time for the scene and we were in the bedroom on a king size bed where I was fucking the girl for a while then the "repair" man came in, he joined in with me "thinking" he was just going to play jointly with my wife but then he starts licking my balls and ass and pulling out my cock from the wife's pussy and sucking on it. We go through some more motions and she is sucking him then she tells me she wants to see me suck him and this is it, the moment I took a cock in my mouth. I did what I had to do and then after he fucks her it was my turn to take his cock. I was laying on my back as she sat on my face and then he started fucking my ass. Hurt like hell but I had to put up a good front. He even made a comment that got into the video about how tight my ass was. Anyway, we finished the scene after everyone had been fucked and sucked and I went out that night with some of the other people from set and we got destroyed on drugs and booze. I was fucked up beyond belief and when I got home that night I said that was it, I was done. Absolutely no more of all of it. The drugs the porn, nothing. The next day I called up the director and said to pull me from the stuff he had me scheduled for the next week. He tried to convince me and told me what a fucking amazing job I had done the day before, but I told him I had to get out. I couldn't handle the life and really was regretting all of it. I pulled the plug that day and never looked back.

So, somehow through all of this I didn't flunk out of school. I ended up completing my degree and living out a pretty mundane, boring college life and working a bullshit part-time job in one of the offices on campus answering phones and shit. Really nobody in my "normal" life had any clue about what I had done. My parents were none the wiser about anything I did partying or whatever and were proud as could be the day they saw me get my degree. I started a job with a top consulting firm and in the decade plus since, have worked hard and progressed so much in my career that I look at the "crazy" money I was making from porn and laugh at how little it is compared to now. I am engaged to a very attractive and smart girl who is an attorney and makes plenty of money herself, but also has no clue about my prior life.

I guess my biggest fear is that one day I am going to come on here and see one of my videos front and center. I know they are out there in various places on the web, but they obviously weren't under my real name and the look I had back then was very different than it is now where I am clean cut hair, have a beard, and even back then in a bunch of the scenes I had bleached blonde hair for a while and a deep Floridian tan. I guess my real name and SSN is on file with the porn company somewhere so that could somehow get out, but generally speaking I got away free and clear without any repercussions. Crazy the journey our lives take.

So this is all true. I had a hot married girlfriend. She is a tall, beautiful, brunette, natural big breasts. I guess I kinda owners her for a few years. Her husband was a nice guy but she was just out of control. She was mostly sweet and innocent but it didn't take much to get her sexed up. She would get drunk sometimes and go slutting around Vancouver, WA. She'd end up blowing some guy in a parking lot or her and her girlfriend would get a room with some guys and fuck all night. She'd call me in the morning and finally confess and apologize. I wouldn't let her go home and clean up, I always made her come over and fuck me too. It was mentally devastating to her when I would make her tell me every dirty thing that happened to her while I spermed in her over and over and told her she was my whore and asked her if she felt dirty with all that sperm from all those men up her. We would make up and cuddle afterward but this was the routine; she'd get drunk and fuck and I would punish her by raping her dirty little pussy and mouth. After a while when I got bored with of this and realized she was always gonna be a slut behind my back when she drank, I started taking on short errands with me and stop for lunch at our fav Mexican restaurant. She always had a margarita and a quick, private discussion with our server ensured that hers would always be extra strong and before we left another would appear for her. Then the fun would begin.
More later if there is any interest.

I hate that college has restarted. My neighbors son was routinely emptying his load into me before work. I got addicted to his hot cock and sexy tight ass and the way he shoved me face down in my bed or his. 

Now all I can do is stroke my shaft to sexy pics he send me. 

I confess I am in love with my friends daughter. He and I are both late thirties and she is a very young dance schoolgirl. God my heart almost stops when I see her and she dances around in her leotard and shows her latest routines. He has no idea I am cumming in my pants each time

Watching my gf do her morning routine of coffee shower and change. Love taking photos of her

Do you have a jerk off routine? I lay a towel on chair and get my lube of choice. I open up my incognito browser with multiple porn sites and Omegle so people can watch me stroke. I’ll edge for hours until I find something that blows my load, usually motherless has the vid that does it. Then I clean up my jizz that’s all over my chest and smoke a bowl.

I confess that I'm a 33 year old man who has been married for 10 years and tough I love my wife I can't stop thinking about having sex with other women, I am not ugly by any means, but for some reason feel totally unwanted and unappreciated most of the time, even though my wife says that she loves me I feel like its just become routine, am I the only one who feels like this?

I occasionally contact fat losers who tip well on my fantasy dance routines. You can tell when they're married, whatever they do to hide it. I love to get them to hire a room, make them think they're going to get laid, then beat the shit out of their guts, pushing my own crap straight into their mouths. Then leave. They could file a complaint with police, but losers just want to lose. So everyone's happy. I know a lot of the guys on here will think that's heaven lol. I'm expecting an angry wife to show at the club any night now.

Men MUST Give Mandatory Spankings
It's hard to maintain consistency when we have such a busy schedule and especially when my husband is out of town during most weeks. Sometimes we get to put in one solid week of submission training and I can really tell a difference in how I feel and how our marriage is during those weeks that he's home.

A spanking keeps me in line, and it keeps most women in line although the mainstream is afraid to face it or admit it. At first it feels embarrassing to say you need to be spanked, but after a while you realize there's no shame in it. Men are leaders and that doesn't mean women can't lead, but it means that we are designed to co-lead with the man.

Women have a whole lot more hormonal and emotional things happening in their bodies and minds than men do. I don't know about you but sometimes I can't even control my emotions. Sometimes I feel sad for no reason or irritable for no reason and that's when a being brought over his knee helps to refocus my energy and bring me to a happier place.

If I go a few days without being held accountable I start to use bad language, I get a negative outlook, I get crabby and hateful and angry, and then I end up getting a hard punishment lashing instead of the normal daily maintenance. I'd rather have the daily discipline than the punishment one any day of the week.

My bum is an instrument of peace in our marriage. When my husband is angry with me, we don't have to fight, he simply pulls down my pants and gives me a spanking, during which he releases his anger and I submit and the argument dies right there.

Being spanked is a stress release for a woman, especially if you paddle her until she cries. Making her cry might seem mean at first, but it isn't, it's opening the dam of her emotions and helping her release it all. Sometimes women just need to cry and then the world is a better place. Sometimes it takes a man's belt on her bare ass to provide that release.

Men, women need rules because rules make us feel protected and safe. Also, when we break a rule we need immediate consequences because that makes us feel noticed and loved. There is nothing worse in a woman's heart than if she feels unnoticed, uncared for or unloved. The worse times in our marriage have been when I've felt ignored by him or less important than other people or other things or like he was neglecting what was important to me. Those are big danger areas for a woman and men need to be able to recognize those areas and fix what needs to be fixed. Sometimes just getting on a routine discipline schedule will fill in the gaps and show her how much she is loved.

Men, be ready for your woman to test you out in public with her words or attitude. She may not even consciously know it, but this is a test. She wants to see if you will be strong enough to hold the reigns and follow through on your rules. It isn't always possible to discipline in public, but if the opportunity is there, take it. It will make a huge difference in your marriage. If you're out at a movie or a restaurant and there is a designated "family restroom" that is one room with a locked door, take your wife in there, lock the door, bend her over the sink and give her a belting or a hand spanking. If you are driving, pull into a secluded spot, open both the front and back door on one side of the car, bend your wife over the back seat so that the view is blocked by both doors and give her a hard paddling. I know of men who have taken their wife out to the parking lot, sat in the backseat of their cars with their wife over their knee and given them a walloping without anyone knowing. There are ways to make it happen when it needs to. At the very least, if you cannot make it happen, take her by the arm and whisper in her ear that she is going to get it when you get home. Let her anticipate the spanking for the rest of the evening and then upon arriving home, administer it immediately.

By making her spanking a priority in your life, you are making HER a priority. By caring enough to enforce the rules, you are telling her that you care enough about HER to make her feel safe and protected. It all begins with your hand on her backside in a consistent and permeating way.

So, if you have an inconsistent pattern, this is what you need to do:

1. Mandatory spanking every morning and every evening that you are together. This MUST happen without fail. Make time for it. Do this for a period of 14 days total if your weeks are broken up with travel or two weeks consistently if you are both home.

2. Seven of these 14 days she must exercise an attitude of submission by coming to her husband and asking to receive a spanking. This is in addition to the regular morning and evening sessions. Whenever you are together, for lunch, the middle of the night, it doesn't matter when, the wife must exhibit submission by going to the husband, taking off her clothes and asking him to discipline her. She may bring him a tool or he may use his hand, take off his belt, a spatula, ping pong paddle, hairbrush, whatever is at his disposal.

3. Prior to the morning and evening session, the wife must be given anticipation and reflection time. This is time naked and either in the corner or in spanking position, reflecting on her behavior and anticipating the discipline he is about to administer. It doesn't have to be a long period of time, 1-3 minutes is adequate.

4. Spankings must be long and hard to be effective. If her bottom isn't bright red and burning hot then it is not going to be effective. Hard, fast swats get the point across the quickest.

After 14 days she should hurt to sit down. Her bottom should be sore but her heart will be warm and so will your marriage.

This morning I put out my routine ad on Doublelist looking for any woman who wants her pussy licked (I’m addicted to it..). Sure enough about 2 hours later I got a response from a woman in her late 20s who was absolutely down. She proclaimed that she was very much “juicy” and that she had “a lot” for me to taste. We traded info and she came over about an hour after. She was a caucasion lady, about 5’4 135 lbs. we went into the bedroom and she laid back and lifted up her skirt… wearing no panties, and with her legs crossed revealing the top of her smooth shaven mound and slit. I massaged her smoothness and she relented and opened up her legs for me. She had an “innie”…. Big puffy lips but with one of her labia minora peeking out. It was sexy! I slowly spread her lips open and right away saw how slick and juicy she was. I asked if she was playing with herself this morning and she said yes, for a couple of hours. Which was obvious when I saw all that creamy white residual cum saturating her pink hole… and that tangy hot aroma of horny pussy and that rich bold aftertaste in my mouth to match that aroma. I sucked her up so good and she crammed herself in my mouth, whimpering and telling me how good her clit felt. Her luscious pussy quivered and shook in my mouth and she was good and licked clean by the time she settled back recovered and re-gathered herself. Well now… 9 hours later I still have a faint hint of her aroma on my face. Every now and then I get a whiff of it. Now that I have some time alone I’m going g to work my cock good in my hand and relive every detail in my head of how I made that well-masturbated pussy cum hard in my mouth and how she marked my face with the aroma of her pussy cum

Thought I'd share since members get a kick out of this stuff. I met a married woman at a coffee shop. Total stranger, completely unexpected. We hit it off, great conversation, light flirting. Turned into a morning routine, meet, chat, flirt. It took a month to get her to the library. It's an old library. You can rent reading rooms by the hour. And it happened. She sat in the chair. I sat on a table. We took our time running fingertips over each other. She liked stroking me but wasn't into oral. I didn't press I just decided to finger her as hard as I could, while my cock was near her face. She kept stroking, I kept fingering, gently pinched a nipple and I felt her start to tremble. She lost it, squirted a bit, shook a bit, really got her good. And I kept at it, kept gently tracing my fingers and edging while she shuttered and stroked. I heard her say she doesn't normally do this, and then I felt her tongue. Stroking, edging, definitely getting sloppy while I'm still fingering her. She mumbles asking how long I can last. The mumble rolled into a soft moan. While she sucked I built her up to a second orgasm. She begged for me to go as she lost control that second time. Now she's serious. Now she's stroking and sucking and determined to get me off. As tempting as it was to use her mouth I had other plans. I let her get me right to that edge before pulling back. I could see it in her eyes, she knew, and without warning I exploded on that beautiful face. Left eye, nose, chin, forehead, thick ropes of cum and trails starting to drip on her tits. I slipped it back in, let her suck the rest out. She giggled. I'm guessing she thought that was it, thought I was done. I'm guessing her husband goes soft after a nut. I'm not her husband. I slipped off the table, sat her on it, spread her and slipped it in. I loved that look. Cum still dripping off her chin, shock that I'm now in her, no condom, just me. I pumped her hard. I buried it, made sure she got a third one in and she really went this time. Legs shaking, no control, squirted hard as I pounded her. To her credit she didn't scream, it's a library, she went quietly. I turned her around, bent her over, slipped it right back in. I made her hold her cheeks, just so I could see her ring. I gently turned her head, my cum still on her face, and that did it. Her eyes went wide as she felt the flood. It was deep, and it was a lot. She was so shocked she didn't clean up. She managed to walk past the staff and made it to the parking lot before she remembered the cum on her face. When we sat in her car I saw the trail stream down her leg. And I sent her home.

Her vanilla husband probably does a couple positions, busts, goes soft and sleeps. I just sent her over 3 times, made her suck, blew it on her face and then fucked her. Didn't even clean her up just fucked her with cum on her face.  Why... because I can.

I confess that precisely one hour from the time I post this I will commit suicide. I have a plan and have made all necessary arrangements to ensure its successful execution and to ensure that my financial affairs are in order and the information is organized and accessible to my designated executor.

The events that lead to my decision have been several years in the making, and have been recurring relentlessly. I simply can no longer live with things as they are, and am powerless to alter them.

I have tried self-medicating with an assortment of street drugs, including tina and smack, alcohol to the point of routinely completing a fifth of vodka a day, and, of course, a variety of prescription narcotics, such as oxycodone, hydrocodone, oxycontin, fentanyl, demerol, MS Contin and a variety of others. Some were prescribed to me but most I purchased illegally from connections I have or, in the past, the Silk Road.

What has lead me to this point, you ask? It's complicated. I've sought help from a number of professionals, to no avail. They all told me my distress is in my head and not real. I've confided in friends, only to be judged and ridiculed. I got a therapy dog but it ran away and I can't find him. I'm out of options, and no longer have the will or energy to go on, or the motivation to seek further help.

Simply put, I am killing myself because of all the GODDAMNED, MOTHERFUCKING, BULLSHIT, CAPTIONS THAT FUCKING RETARDS ON THIS SITE UPLOAD. THOSE FUCKING COCKSUCKERS TAKE PERFECTLY GOOD PORN AND FUCKING RUIN IT BY TURNING IT INTO INCREDIBLY STUPID RETARD FOOD. THESE FUCKING FAGGOT TURDS THINK THEY ARE FUNNY AND CLEVER, AND COMING UP WITH ORIGINAL AND EROTIC SHIT THAT WILL TURN DUDES ON, BUT THEY AREN'T. THEY ARE ONLY DISPLAYING THEIR OWN FUCKING RETARDEDNESS. FUCK YOU, YOU COCKSUCKING, CAT SHIT-EATING FAGGOTS!

So that's my story. Soon I'll be headless and slumped over my bed in the beautiful Waldorf-Astoria hotel in midtown Manhattan. The maid, Esmerelda, is Mexican, of course, and I confirmed with her that she will be working my floor tomorrow. Poor girl. She's not hot, but she's very fuckable from behind. I would've raped her and gone out in style, but she was very nice to me, and I'm not that much of a dick.

Fuck you all and farewell

While I comment mostly on politics here, there is a PBS program that I'd like to discuss that I believe deserves mention for its stellar presentation, and narration;

The Pioneers of Television

I have a tremendous respect and admiration, nay a soft spot, for the generations that have come before me. One of the generations I admire most is, The Greatest Generation. These people grew up in an America, and also a Germany, an England, an India, a Brazil, very different from the ones that we know today. As an American, I'll speak from what I know of in my own country. Many of The Greatest Generation grew up as what we would consider today as abysmally poor. A good deal of them grew up in homes without electricity, much less any other modern convenience.

When their country called on them during WWII, they not only willingly left their homes & everything they knew, many for the first time, but did so patriotically even going to fight for the freedoms of other countries like France, Holland, England, The Phillippines, and etc. Many of these brave men still lie in graves scattered all around the world. The wives and girlfriends worked tirelessly in munitions and airplane factories to support their country. When they came home with their battle scars, they and their wives made families and set about, without complaint, to built the most free and prosperous country the world had ever known. They saw to it that they and their neighbors were clothed and fed. They built and housed their families in the best housing they could afford. They brought us arguably the most fantastically styled cars in history during the 1950's. Art, culture and education exploided with The Greatest Generation. They dressed with pride and treated one another respectfully. And all of this was done through hard work, sheer grit & determination, and rugged individualism.

When television first began in the last 1940's, no one, including the fledgling televison industry, knew quite what it should be. I know in todays world of laptops, iPhones, & tablets that seems amazing. Many of the first t.v. shows were current/ events / news shows, or the comedy of successful, well established Vaudeville & radio acts bringing their routines to the small screen. Shortly after this, the idea of playing games on t.v. for the viewer to watch was given a try. To gain viewer interest, producers gave prizes away to contestants, &/or they showed known celebrities playing the game as with one of the first t.v. game shows, "What's My Line?".

For me, seeing well established old time Vaudevillians like Jack Benny, Bob Hope, Milton "Uncle Milty" Berle, Jackie Gleason, & Red Skelton working their hearts out to make people laugh on live t.v. is still some of the best television ever! And it was ALL live! If a performer screwed up....guess what?... it was seen by thousands, & sometimes millions of people. My favorite all time television moment happened late one night, long before I was even born. A young comedian took a chance and decided to host a show that came on late at night when all the other stations where off the air, showing test patterns. The show was called "Tonight!" on the National Broadcasting Network (NBC). The young comedian was the late, Steve Allen. It was a big risk, because who knew if hard working Americans in the late 1950's would stay up to watch t.v. that late at night? In those days of live t.v., most of the shows had monitors off camera, so that the performer could see what the viewer was seeing, and could then make any adjustments to the performance that might be needed. As he began his routine, Mr. Allen glanced into the live monitor and got a glimpse of how ridiculous he looked. This single item became the downfall of the segment for Steve Allen, and gave us one of the singularly most hilarious moments in television history! I've seen this probably 100 times, & it still makes me laugh so hard that it brings me to tears:

youtube.com/watch?v=YaNxy4wDv1k

For me, old t.v. shows, old movies, & books are like a time machine into our shared past. With life as busy as it is today, it's sort of like we're all living in a fog. What these programs & movies do for us is they give us a "magic sword". We're able to take that sword, cut through the fog of modern life, and have a clear view, almost magically of what came before us, like a window. In Jan. 2013 PBS will be replaying these epic shows. So folks I encourage you to stop, take a moment and make yourself some popcorn, and sit down with me to enjoy and revel in the history of The Greatest Generation & the wonderment of,

The Pioneers Of Television

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As I get older my fantasies are more about mind control than sex. I dream of living in my rich uncle's house which would be mine of course, and to share the mansion with me would be a gaggle of women, all of whom I know or knew at different times of my life. On the day of their arrival I would show them around and explain their house keeping duties and exercise routines. I would lead them to the laundry room, sit them down one at a time, and shave each of their heads while the others watch. The hair would be saved to make proffesional grade wigs. When a girl is good she gets to wear her hair or anyone else's for that matter, which would surely grow into a catty act of disdain for one another. This would amuse me greatly. Late at night the "herd" of baldies would strip for a swim then return to the house for booze, weed, sex, and a wonderful dinner prepared by me. The ladies would not be allowed off the grounds but would shop online for just the right clothing to match each persona. Schoolgirl uniforms, camo and army boots, bondage gear, toddler dresses, office attire, roller skates, and evening gowns. There would be endless video of the girls having sex and pissing on each other with yours truly providing the money shots into each of their faces. Reward, punishment, suspicion, drugs, sex and music. But I am only one man. Occasionally I would ship in some ringers, the finest she-males with the biggest cocks to service my girls.
Eventually, I would choose one girl to make pregnant, and the rest would bow down to her, fighting each other for the privilege of licking her huge belly, nursing on her fresh milk and seeing to her her every need. Once the baby is born, I would sneak away under the cover of darkness. I don't like kids.
Your thoughts?

So I'm 27 and had sex with near on 100 men all ages threesomes all race.well iv been with my oh 4-5years soon but sex has got a bit routine he'll try stuff I want but it's the same willy same time (not very long) sick of faking.so iv recently started sleeping with an ex FB sex is amazing can go after his cum so I can agin.i think I jus love a big dick or my pussys so stretched I need big dick,there's another ex with a big one I might message get him come fuk me too

I came out to few of my friends.. After few months when I was horny I suggested that I wanted to suck my best friend.. Which he agreed and I loved sucking him while he laid back and shot my load while he held my head and buried his cock deep in my throat and shot his load..
Now ita like a daily routine.. He meets, make me suck him and cums...
Recently three more frnds love to have me suck them..
Now it like they sit together and drink while teasing me with their cock and call me namea while I suck them and drink their cum one after the another.. Its just the best feeling covered in all their cum and walking around on all four..
The most turn on this is that they are all straight and are just using me as a toy to duplicate their cum in..

I confess, I fucked a secretary in our company. Sylvia is a smoking hot cougar. She has an incredible body for a woman her age and takes very good care of herself. She never had any kids, so I guess that makes it easier. She also has a very classy yet sexy way of dressing for work everyday.

She is as sweet as can be. Always smiling, eager to be helpful in any way she can. One of those positive spirits that, coupled with her stunning looks, makes you want to fuck her. And yes, I have masturbated in the men's room a time or two because looking at Sylvia got me so horny.

We have worked in the same company for 10 years, so we know each other pretty well and are quite comfortable with each other. Our interactions were always professional. I said "were".

I heard from other guys in the office that Sylvia is a crazy flirt. She was never flirtatious with me, maybe because I am one of the big bosses. And because sexual harassment lawsuits are so common, I have never wanted to cross the line into unprofessionalism.

Well, I decided I'd experiment a little. I started to compliment Sylvia whenever she came into my office with something. I had to sign expense accounts and she often prepared them for the sales guys, so her visits to my office were almost daily, though very brief.

I'd say things like, "You look amazing today.", or "That is a stunning blouse you are wearing." or "I love those glasses." and "That hair style looks great on you."

She loved the compliments so much she started walking in and asking, "How do you like this shirt?" or "What do you think of this neckless?" Eventually, her questions got to "Do you think this is sexy?" and "Do you think this is hot looking?"

Then one day she took those daily exchanges to a whole new level. As she was walking out of my office, she turns her head, looking over her shoulder at me with her hand on her hip and asks, "Does my ass look good in these pants? I'm not wearing any panties." I just about dropped my teeth. She walked out with a devilish grin on her face.

From that day forward, she started to get more bold in her approach to me. A few days later she is wearing a white, button down shirt that is sheer enough that you can see she is wearing a lacy bra. She walks into my office, puts the expense reports in front of me on my desk and asks if I can sign them right away, as she waits. I, of course, comply.

As I'm looking over them, she leans over placing her hands on my desk and asks, "Do you like my neckless?"

I look up, and her neckless is hanging perfectly in front of the cleavage between her breasts and I can see right down her blouse at those magnificent tits. I smile ear to ear and nod gleefully. She asks, "Do you like anything else that you see?" All I can say is, "Oh yes." She then says, "I wore this shirt just for you today. The lacy bra is a little extra I threw in for your viewing pleasure." I can't stop smiling. I can feel my face getting beet red. She then turns and walks out with that devilish grin on her face again.

Later that day, I have to leave the building for a meeting. As I step out of my office she says, "Are you leaving for the day?" I tell her yes and she follows me to the elevator. When the elevator door opens, it is empty and the two of us step in. When the doors close, she turns and plants a passionate, lingering kiss on my lips. The door to the elevator opens and she exits saying, "Have a nice day." with that devilish grin again. I am blown away and she is all I can think about for the rest of the day and night.

I'm an early bird and always get to the office by 6 am, way before anyone else does. It's my most productive time of the day before others start arriving by 7:30 am and fills up by 9:00 am. Everybody in the office knows my routine.

The morning after the elevator kiss, I'm in by 6 am as usual. About 6:15, I hear the unusual sound of another person entering the office. I hear the elevator bell. I hear the sound of footsteps on the hard lobby floor. I could hear some shuffling at a cubicle common to one arriving for work. I note that it is unusual so early but keep working at my computer that faces away from my door.

The next thing I hear is "Good Morning" in the sweetest, seductive tone. It is Sylvia at my office door. I turn around in utter shock. There she stands in my doorway wearing one of those wrap around dresses that is propped open by her hand on her hip as she leans on the doorway with her opposite shoulder. It was the most seductive, sexy pose. She is wearing the sexiest lace bra and panties. Her tits are huge. I am speechless.

Without saying a word, she walks in, closes my door, turns off the light, walks behind my desk, spins me around in my office chair, kneels down in front of me and starts undoing my belt and pants. By this time, my cock is rock hard. As soon as she pulls it out of my pants, she goes down on me. Once soaked in her spit, she draws back, unsnaps her bra at the clip between her tits, and starts giving me a titty fuck while looking up at me.

No words have been spoken. The only sound is heavy breathing and moans. Once done with the titty fuck, she stands, turns around facing away from me, lifts her dress to expose her ass, reaches around to pull her panties to the side, and lowers herself down on to my cock.

The sensation of her pussy fucking my cock was amazing. I've never seen a woman get so wet. My cock is quickly covered with her creamy wetness. I can't believe this is happening to me.

I whisper, "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum." She quickly stands up, turns around, drops to her knees in front of me, looks into my eyes and says, "Cum in my mouth." Down she goes and boom, I explode in her mouth.

She took every drop of cum and kept sucking until I was drained. When it was clear I was finished and my cock already starting to soften, she stands up, straightens up her panties and bra, quickly closes the wrap around dress as if nothing had just happened, looks at me and says, "I like a certain kind of cream in my coffee. Now that I've had it, can I bring you a cup?" I nod in agreement, she turns to walk out, blowing me a kiss.

This method is part of the morning routine for me and my wife. 14 years married and this has been the last 9. She's hated every minute of it, but I wouldn't want it any other way. 

Please share stories of a similar experience. I'm curious if any woman prefer laying flat, silent, and still until their man finishes? 

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dog Rapes Woman

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Not a Woman's Best Friend (F/beast, rp, v)
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You know all those stupid Internet stories floating around about how women like having sex with a dog and they have great orgasms and end up not only fucking them but sucking their dicks? What absolute bullshit! This is a more realistic story.
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My name is Christine and I was raped by a dog. I was thirty-two years old at the time (I'm thirty-five now) and living twelve miles east of Seattle,
Washington. The only reason that I'm telling you this is because of all the stupid Internet stories floating around about how women are won over by having sex with a dog and have great orgasms and end up not only fucking them but sucking their dicks. That is such bullshit.It was a Saturday morning and I was cutting my lawn. The house I was renting had an attached garage and a medium-sized yard. It wasn't the greatest house in the world--or
even in Seattle--but it was clean and well maintained and it fit my budget. I was mowing along the front sidewalk, made a turn back toward the house when the sound of a car's tires screeching on the pavement behind me made me jump. I turned around quickly, half expecting to see someone flying through the air, but it wasn't a person at all, but a dog.



He had come out of the woods across the street and tried to cross the road; now he stood just inside the verge of the woods again, looking back over his shoulder. His ears were laid back on his head and his tail tucked smartly
between his legs. The driver laid on his horn, yelled at the dog fiercely, and then sped away. As the car drove out of sight, the dog cautiously reemerged from the woods and sat down on his haunches. He was a black Labrador Retriever, a big one, and he watched me with a dog's typical aplomb, ears pricked up and head canted to one side as though wondering what I was doing over here. I had never seen him before and guessed he was
lost. I called to him and it was obvious that he heard me, but for some reason he ignored my call and I thought, Well fuck you too, doggie, and went back to cutting the lawn.



After finishing up, I went into the house and made myself a roast beef sandwich with a cold glass of milk and watched the noon-time news. Just as the news was going off, I heard a dog whining outside my screen door and I
went to have a look. Of course it was the black Lab."Hello," I greeted him. "You decided to be social now?"He was bigger than I had originally thought, at least 120 pounds, and although he didn't have a collar on, from his appearance it was obvious he belonged to someone. He was lost all right. His owner was probably looking for him now or would be soon enough. In the meantime, he looked pretty thirsty and I went to the kitchen and got him a bowl of water. When I set it near him on the porch, he backed away and wouldn't touch it until I went back inside and closed the screen door. "You are the weirdest dog I've ever seen," I said. This from Christine the expert, who'd never had a dog in her life.



I leaned against the jamb and watched him lap the water. He was watching me back. I tried talking to him in a soothing tone of voice, but he remained just as wary as ever. When I pushed open the door, intending to join him on the porch, he backed away and headed down the steps, took off at a run across the lawn. Just as he neared the curb, however, another car came around the bend going way too fast--as usual--and for a moment I thought the dog
would panic. But the driver laid on his horn and doing a one-eighty, the Lab bolted back towards my house, darted in behind the row of hedges beneath the front window and let out a frustrated woof! He just stood there panting.
If I don't do something soon, I thought, this dog is going to get killed. Not really sure what I was doing, I picked up the empty bowl, refilled it at the kitchen sink, then walked through the garage to the side door, opened it and set the bowl in the doorway. Then I walked a short distance away. "This isn't going to work," I grumbled to myself. "He wouldn't even let you near him."
A few minutes went by and the dog ventured far enough out from behind the bushes to sniff the air and observe me with his impenetrable black eyes. I couldn't help it, it made me shiver. I backed up a step and thought, Maybe
this is not such a hot idea, Chris. Maybe you should just go back inside, lock the kitchen door and call the damn pound.



But before I could reject this idea as plain old school-girlish silly, I heard the phone ringing and went back inside to answer it. It was Jean Michaels, a friend from New York with whom I hadn't talked in a long time. As I chatted with her gaily for the next half an hour, I watched through the open kitchen door. The dog never came in.
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I shut the garage door and locked it. It was quarter to two and although I'd looked for the Lab all around the house and inside the garage, he was nowhere to be found. He'd done whatever it is lost doggies do, I guess...
gotten lost even more.Disgusted with the way I felt, I took a shower, toweled
dry, and put on a bathrobe. I was drying my hair when I thought I heard a noise from the garage. Not barking, but like someone thudding against the closed kitchen door. Armed with the blow dryer, I went downstairs and tip-toed cautiously through the living room and out into the kitchen. I could here him whining just outside the door. "Well, shit," I said aloud, at the sound of which he began to whine even louder and started a scattershot scratching at the door with his claws."Hold on, hold on," I said, wondering how he'd gotten in. I know the garage had been empty when I'd gone in to take my shower... at least I thought it had. He must have been hiding. Yeah, I thought, he must have been hiding.Opening the kitchen door just a crack, I watched him back
away to the far side of the garage and drop to his haunches. The water bowl sat empty beside his left paw. I had forgotten about it left it just inside the door. "Weirdo dog," I said.



Stepping into the garage, I closed the kitchen door behind me and predictably he got up and moved cautiously away to his tight. "You don't trust anybody, do you boy? Or is it just me?" He sat down again and watched me with
those polished black eyes. And then he growled.If I had been nervous before, now I was scared. You never showed fear to a dog--that's what I'd always heard--and it was obvious to me why. They can smell it on you. I clutched the bathrobe closed at my throat and took a wary step backwards, and as soon as I did this he rose and stalked two paces forward, teeth bared."Nice doggy," I squeaked. "Grrrrrrrrrr," rumbled out of his throat, low, deep and menacing. He took another pace forward, dropping lower to the ground and showing all his teeth. If I made a run for the kitchen door I knew he'd be all over me before I got three feet. "What's going on boy?" I said in a small, quavering voice. "You gonna hurt me? I tried to help you, you know." I was standing with my back against the side of the garage before I knew I had been moving. He approached me from my right, herding me away from the kitchen door,
toward the corner in the rear. I was terrified now. I was beginning to panic.
"Nice doggy," I squeaked again. "Nice puppy dog, doggie." Only this dog was anything but a puppy. He was a demon in black fur.



Refusing to be cornered like the desperate animal I knew I was becoming, I angled away and moved toward the center of the floor. The dog didn't like it much, but he let me do it. I began to think--pray--that he'd let me go all the way to the outside door and go through it. Just as it appeared he'd actually let me go, in a terrifying blur of motion, he leaped at me through the air. I shrieked and put my arms up but the force of his lunge knocked me to the floor. I banged down on my back striking my head on the concrete and hot sparks erupted like a 4th of July fountain across my eyes. My vision doubled and became alarmingly blurred. When it cleared again--too late--I found he had straddled me, fangs bared just inches above my throat. I was going to die.
But the dog had other ideas."What do you want," I pleaded in a tiny, terrified voice. My bathrobe was open, leaving me fully exposed. His hot wet prick dragged back and forth across my uncovered stomach, making me shudder and want to scream. At first I didn't even know what it was. When I finally did, in that same tiny, terrified voice--terrified now for an entirely
different reason--I protested, "No way!" and tried to scuttle away. He took my throat in his teeth."Okay, okay," I breathed with my eyes clamped shut.
"Whatever you want." I relaxed myself with a titanic effort and spread my legs. Again, the dog had other ideas. He released my throat and growled."What?" I was honestly baffled. He growled again. He made circular motions with his
head... I swear, he actually did this... and I slowly got the message. "On my knees?" I quavered in disbelief.The dog, who was not a dog at all, but the aforementioned demon from hell, nodded his head.



"You want to mount me?" A breathless whisper. He nodded again. I rolled onto my stomach and started to get up. Before I could get all the way up onto my hands and knees he batted my on my rump with his snout."What?" I was beginning to think I was already dead. Or in some nightmare dream caused by the concussion to the back of my head. It really ached. He growled and shook his head sharply to the right. Away from my body. And suddenly Iunderstood. "This is not real," I whispered. "It can't be real. It can't be. It just isn't happening." He wanted me to disrobe.Rising erect from my knees, I slid the robe back over my shoulders and let it fall into my hands. I began to bring
it around when he snatched it roughly away from me and flung it across the floor. It landed near the garage door with the arms in an out-flung, helpless gesture. That's how I felt--totally helpless. I was naked with a dog.He batted me again with his snout."What?" I objected, beginning to loose my cool. The
crippling shock and disbelief had begun to wear off and I was becoming rebellious. Damned if I was being corralled by a dog.



Suddenly he was up on his rear haunches, one talon-clawed paw on either of my shoulders and the back of my neck clamped firmly between his teeth. His breath flowing around my neck was horrid. "Okay, okay," I acquiesced. "I get the point." Then, as the powerful muscles in his jaw began to clamp shut on my neck, "Please! Anything you want!" It was a short-lived rebellion. He dropped back to all fours and so did I. He sniffed me up and down my flank and licked my right cheek. I took it. He snuffled into my right ear and bit lightly at the
lobe and I took that too. All the while I smelled his graveyard breath. What the hell was he doing? For a moment neither of us moved. He stood there panting, beside my right shoulder, facing me, and suddenly I understood. This was some kind of dominance thing, what I had occasionally seen one dog--presumably the alpha male--do to another. He was doing it to me. I got it, I
thought. Loud and clear. You're the alpha. I'm the bitch.Satisfied (he read my thoughts in my body language, there's no other explanation) he grunted lightly one time, then went to stand behind me. I stared straight ahead panting. He had really hurt my neck. Good luck, Christine, I thought. A dog is about to fuck you.



He sniffed at my pussy (I hate the word with everything I am, but I just can't think of a better one to use), then snuffled it like he had done to my ear. I tried not to jump but the shock was just too great. I gave a little shriek and sidled forward. He growled. "Fuck you!" I said vehemently under my breath. "I don't
like it, okay!"He obviously did, because a moment later his tongue went
from halfway to my navel all the way up the crack of my ass to the small of my back. This time I really did shriek and I surged forward in alarm. I also looked back over my shoulder in horror as ever nerve ending in my body jangled. It was like getting scrubbed by a warm, wet length of Scotchbrite.I didn't move. I didn't breath. I felt sick at my stomach. I wanted to puke. He licked my pussy again and I made a disgusting noise, something a real bitch might make. Tears leaked from my eyes and splattered onto the concrete below, sucked up almost immediately by the dust and porous surface. It wouldn't stay that way for long, not if I started bawling. When I started bawling. He lapped at me for a full minute, then two, getting me slathered up and absolutely raw. I felt every little sandpaper bead on his tongue and because I routinely shave to keep myself clean--I had done so only that morning--there was not even my wispy blonde pubic hair to offer any protection. My clitoris, my swollen outer lips, the mouth of my vagina, my urethra and especially my poor little anus all got the treatment. And the way he went after me with that tongue, with such unbelievable vigor--he'd driven me six feet or more across the floor--you'd think I was a sugar-coated treat. To him, I guess I was.Then he mounted me and locked his powerful forepaws around my waist and I squealed in complete and utter terror. He shoved forward with his cock, not so much searching for my pussy as dive-bombing it. I wailed again and tried to crawl away across the floor but he lunged forward over me and grabbed my neck again with his teeth. He bit down hard and growled an angry, you stay the fuck put! snarl, breaking my skin with his teeth--not deep, just enough to get his point across--and I could feel blood seeping out of the wounds. "Okay," I brayed. "I'm yours! I'm whatever you want! I'll do anything you tell me to! Just please, please don't hu--"



I sucked in an agonized breath as something hot and sticky and the size of a baseball bat entered my pussy. Then I shrieked and then I caterwauled--quietly, as those teeth still dug into my neck--and shook my entire body
trying to get him out. Instead, he worked himself even deeper."No," I sobbed. "Please no! Let me go!" Instead, I crawled forward under him six more agonizing feet until my head hit the back wall of the garage and then skidded
along its surface. I cried hot, sulfurous tears, the tears burning my eyes, my nose, the back of my throat. The thing in my pussy was hot and sulfuric too, pounding in and out of me, gouging at my vagina, assaulting me, destroying my sanity one thrust at a time. It was more pain than I could ever have imagined.
"Nuhungunaaaah," something inside me cawed. I was no more able to make coherent noise than I was of having coherent thought. I was a woman with a demon on her back... and in her vagina.



Trapped against the garage wall, I began to turn in against it. Splinters from the exposed two by fours gouged me wherever I rubbed against them. (I'd later look like a comedy skit from Saturday Night Live or Mad TV or something. The Splinter Lady, I thought.) But as the splinters attacked the side of my right hand, my right forearm, then my elbow, my upper arm and shoulder and finally my right hip and my thigh, the Lab continued walking me forward with his thrusts. I scraped against the plywood sheathing of the exterior wall,
encountering a second two by four, then a third, and finally a forth.Then I was in the corner that I had avoided so many years before--right where my doggie master wanted me--he banged me head first into the two by fours in the corner there, driving me unmercifully forward until my head had only one place to go--down and against the floor. I knelt there, jammed hard against the studs, my cheek pressed brutally against the cold concrete floor while the dog
banged and banged and banged away me.



By now I was sobbing so hard my chest felt like an exploding bomb. My entire being ached. My vagina was beyond repair and still the dog fucked me. "Please God, please don't let him do this to me," I kept saying, over
and over again. The words came out as something no human ear could ever have understood, except maybe God's... and I don't think God was listening.
Twisted with my head locked against the corner studs, I found myself watching between my legs as the dog wailed away at me. His cock was as big around as my forearm--my father's forearm--pasty white with a cobweb pattern of
vicious red veins. It was a foot long at least. It probably was longer. But terrifying as it was, what was at the end of it was ever worse. Because there, twice the thickness of the shaft and an even angrier red and white color, was a horrendous round knot. "No," I moaned plaintively as the dog continued to rut me. "I can't. I can't. No, no, no, please."But the dog told me I could and that I would and very shortly I did. I watched as the knot grew nearer to me with every thrust. Then the thing hit me with a sucking, slurping sound that made me retch with revulsion, stuck in me for a moment before he yanked himself back... and the wave of pain hit me like a Pacific tidal wave. On the fifth try he finally made it in and I was thrashing around wildly with the pain and making horrific noise and beating at his flanks with my fists. Then something hot and wet came cascading down my thighs and splattering on the concrete floor beneath our coupled organs, my guts cramped so violently that I screamed...
and then I was gone.
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The dog was laying in the far corner of the garage, cleaning himself and ignoring me completely. On the floor beneath my crotch, where I expected a huge mass of blood, I saw something possibly even worse: a grossly-puddled mass of foamy, already crusting over semi-white fluid... his cum. I had been thoroughly rutted.I found I had bled very little. How he could have driven
such a huge and misshapen thing such as that into me without puncturing something vital or causing me to hemorrhage I don't know. Feinting when he reached climax must have provided me just enough flexibility to spare my
life. I think I sat on that floor for the better part of an hour, staring at nothing. My pussy ached and my guts were roiling inside and I felt numb like a block of wood. Never in my life had the thought ever entered my mind that a dog might actually fuck me. I had imagined it of course (I believe all women have) but imaginings are supposed to stay in the realm of imagination. Not show up in your garage. "I want to go home," I said. The words sounded so good to me, so reassuring. My home was only 15 feet away. But again, the dog had other ideas.



The second time he came for me I just let him. I got on my hands and knees, docilely let him mount me, then put my chest and my face on the cold concrete floor and held myself open for him with my hands. I didn't fight him at all. When he came out of me somewhere about halfway through, and mounted me in a different way, I shifted my hands to my buttocks and spread them far apart. It hurt his being in my ass (getting past my poor little anus was really
tough) but not as bad as I had thought. It was my first anal experience and he spared me the ordeal of his knot. The third time I lay on my back with my legs drawn tight to my chest and let him rut me like that. I think it was a new experience for him and I'm not sure he even liked it. Are you trying to breed me? I asked silently of his inhuman, polished black eyes. Am I supposed to have puppies? If so, It would be quite a litter. And then I had an orgasm. I didn't want it to happen. I fought against it with everything I had, but it was involuntary and unstoppable. He was doing me with such savage determination that I think I had no choice. He suddenly slowed down and his muscles tensed and by this time the pain from his knot had almost gone away. He prepared to unload in me and when his first shot came, hot and gushing and spilling out my cunt all up my thighs and down over my asshole, I could not stop. I came and he came and the two of us came together, him squatted over me not moving, just emptying his testicles of their unbelievable load. I clutched myself behind my knees and prayed for it all to end. His gushing, and my orgasm. Eventually, they both did. Then he was finished with me.
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What happened to the dog? I have no idea, and I don't ever want to find out.
After the requisite fifteen minute wait, his knot finally shriveled and he pulled himself free of me with a wet popping sound and his cum--that part which hadn't already sprayed out all over me--gushed out onto my thighs and down between my buttocks. Such an awful mess. Then he hobbled to the opposite corner where he cleaned himself and ignored me from then on. He had gotten what he wanted and that was that. I cautiously got to my hands and knees and, risking another go at it, eased my way toward the kitchen door. I quietly entered the house and closed the door securely behind me, never taking my eyes off of him. He heard the door close but he never looked up. Later, once I'd cleaned myself up and then cleaned up the mess in the garage. I had my 9mm Glock with me then and just dared him to move. I would have shot him on the spot except that I'd have to explain and I would never do
that. I never saw the mutt again.I now live in Atlanta, Georgia, just about as far removed from Seattle as I can get. I live in a nice little, two-story frame house with a nice little garden out back and a semi-detached carport on the side. I also have a female Doberman Pincher named Mary that I know will never try to fuck me. I only hope some other dog does, just so I can set her loose on him.


THE END
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hi I have been married for two years. My wife is 27 years old and I am 29 years old. My mother-in-law is 60 years old and she is conservative. She was divorced 30 years ago. I started to be attracted to my mother-in-law about a year ago. The idea came from me, so I suggested to my wife that I include my mother-in-law in our sexual fantasies during our intimate relationship as a way to change the routine. She agreed and started telling me a little about the details of her body, and we used to imagine her with us in bed during intercourse and me having sex with them both... My wife stopped having these fantasies and she told me that she no longer enjoys that and has become upset about it because she has started to feel disgusted. The problem now is that I no longer reach the peak of ecstasy like before when we used to imagine my mother-in-law with us in bed. Now I just insult her mother in bed and she enjoys that. I want to see my mother-in-law naked or for my wife to take a pictur...

Her daily exercise routine

Getting the girl was the easiest part. I had been watching for a few weeks, cheap reversing cameras and screens from amazon and me sat in the back of the van, I had found the right one about a week ago. Same routine, off the bus same stop, walking down the same alleyway. Stupid route, but saves her 10 minutes everyday. Now it cost her future.

Brunette. Catholic school uniform, fair bit of puppy fat but a lot of cute underneath. Takes care of herself. Heard her friends call her Izzy.

I walked towards her, idly texting on my phone, the alley clear. As she got right up next to me, I "tripped" and dropped the phone, bumping into her. She apologises and looks down at the phone on the ground.

The chloroform was from a friend who worked as a pharmacist. It took about 4 seconds to take full effect, which feels about 3 seconds too long. Alleyway still clear. She's easy to drag to the end, where my van is parked.

I was 18 and had just graduated high school. My older sister had just come back home for the summer after her first year of college. I'd gotten in the habit of looking at porn, talking to girls online, and masturbating most nights of the week before bed. The family computer was right outside my bedroom but our parent's bedroom was downstairs so rarely had to worry about them finding me once they went to bed.
I wasn't used to my sister being there yet so late one night I went out in a tshirt and boxers and went through my routine with my cock pulled out while scrolling through images. All of a sudden my sister asks "Whatcha doin?" In my surprised state I couldn't decide what to do first: close out of the porn (which I know she saw cuz she was only a few feet away) or put my dick away. We were a very conservative family so for her to see me in my boxers would have been embarrassing enough but for her to see my hard dick was unthinkable!
Suffice to say I didn't really do either action very well. I fumbled around while she stepped closer, finally clicked out of the porn I had open, and for some reason spun around in the office chair I was in before putting my dick away and stupidly said "Nothing!"
I was right on the edge of cumming as all this happened and as her eyes trailed down from my eyes to my dick I started splurting my cum. The first forceful shot went straight to the right side of my chin and hung from what little facial hair I could grow at the age of 18 while the rest mostly just covered my hand.
My dad had uncovered the evidence of me looking at porn a few years earlier before I knew how to erase my trail and had grounded me from the computer for a long time so the only thing I could think to say was "Please don't tell dad."
It felt like 10 minutes went by. I don't know how she kept such a close to normal expression on her face through all of this but after a minute and without looking away from my cum covered cock and hand she said "OK but you'll owe me."
She turned and walked away and I went to clean up, shaken to my core. I later thought she meant "owing her" would mean normal sibling blackmail stuff...dishes, trash, clean up after the dog...but the next night while I was still embarrassed to even be around her she knocked on my door and said "I want you to do it again"
I tried to act dumb to avoid an embarrassing topic but she made sure I knew exactly what she wanted and said "I want you to sit in that chair and jack off while I watch but I want you completely naked this time...or I'll tell dad"
This was not normal for her at all, being aggressive, sexual, and demaning. I was honestly a little shocked, scared, and even turned on even though I knew this was wrong. But I quickly reasoned at least the release will feel good, the consequences from my dad will be unenjoyable. So we rolled the office chair into her room, I got naked, sat down and jacked off while she watched.
We did this a few more times. Another few times she was in my room as I returned from the shower and just had me drop my towel and jack off. She never exposed herself to me or touched me although I certainly started fantisizing about that.
Then she went off to college and so did I and the next summer it was like nothing ever happened.
All 100% true.

I confess that i am a voyeur.
I have been voyeuring a girl that lives slantwise across the street of my apartment.
From my corner window I have a view on her living room which has no window blind.
She most likely thinks that no one sees her as there is no window facing her living room window
But in a small portion of my corner window I have a good view inside her living room.
My life during the fall and winter at night time for the last 2 years mostly revolves around what is happening in her living room.
During the summer she has a window A/C which block my good view on the couch were most of the action is happening
She is in her early 30’s I would say, she is not the prettiest girl but has a very good looking body.
I am totally addicted to watch the activity that is going on in her living room.
Within the last 2 years I have been seeing 2 men in her apartment but most of the time she is alone or have some girl visiting her occasionally.
I have watched her ride one of the 2 men once on the couch, his thighs must have been soar the next day as she was bouncing furiously up and down on his swollen pole while he was trying to keep his hands on her breast.
She is definitely the horny type of girl as masturbation is part of her daily routine at most time, I cannot see inside her living room during the day but at night she usually masturbate once and regularly a second time.
I have seen her fingering her clit pretty much the same way but with different speed and intensity, I have seen her finger penetrating her pussy that ended by with one of her orgasm faces that seem to evolve with the intensity of her pleasure. I watched her pinch her nipples of her firm and small perky breast.
I do not get tired of watching her, each time she takes her laptop on the coffee table; I know that I will have a great moment watching this horny girl give herself pleasure.
Last spring I saw her exchanging a few kisses with an insisting girl but she did not seem comfortable with the experience and did not let her continue to touch her or kiss her.
She had a good masturbation session after the girl left and pretty much every night after until the A/C appeared in her window.
About 1 ½ month ago the A/C was gone, got back my wonderful view .She was back to her daily routine but I noticed that she shaved her pussy.
On the following Saturday , when I started watching , it looks like she was planning a quiet night as she put her PJ early , watch TV and had a quick pleasuring session. Late at night as I was thinking to go to sleep i saw her getting up from her sofa and coming back in her living room with a dark hair curvy girl wearing a beautiful dress , younger girl maybe 20 y.o , I had never seen this girl before. My neighbour put on a bathrobe over her PJ, had a glass from the bottle that the dark hair girl brought. They were talking on the couch, the dark hair started to kiss her when my neighbor stopped her to go further, she got up and came back later with wet hair and a not so sexy nightie, the visitor made some more moves which my neighbour seem to be ok with, next thing I know they were sucking breast, touching pussy through panties but they suddenly left for what I think is the bedroom which I do not have any view on.
Following that night i saw the same girl coming on a regular bases, saw the curvy girl topless with her rounded shaped breast and ass but never entirely nude as they left each time to go the bedroom to continue their fun .It was a feast for the eyes but I wished that they would stay in the living room for more good times.
I could not believe that my nerdy looking neighbor was that kinky but I liked it.
About 3 weeks ago I saw the dark hair arriving at my neighbour with a guy .I could not tell if the guy was a teenager or that he looked younger than his age, he looked like he was 16 y.o.
They were chatting while having drinks I would say for 2-3 hours, the guy got out of the living room for 2-3 minutes probably to go to the bathroom while the dark girl kissed a bit my neighbour, the young guy came back into the armchair, shortly after the dark hair girl got up from the couch and started touching over his jeans his penis , took it out , massaged it and sucked him very slowly .The guy got up and played , sucked her breast , hands in her pants
The neighbour was sitting on the couch just watching the scene. The girl with her erected nipples and the young guy with a hard on left for the bedroom and the dark hair girl came back in the living room fully naked to kiss and make my neighbour horny and pulled her in the bedroom.
The trio met a few times after but I never saw the dark hair girl kiss the guy but the guy was kissing my neighbor at each session. One of the night the dark hair girl kissed the neighbor a lot while the young guy was watching .The dark girl undressed the neighbor , licked her pussy and got her horny , she than undressed the young guy got him hard and put him a condom to penetrate doggy style the shaved pussy of the neighbor .Once he was able to get fully in deep in her he fucked her for a good 15 minutes going from slow to pounding harder and harder while the dark hair was sucking the breast of the neighbor , her ass took the hard hit every shot of his very fast coming and going. He got out of her , the dark hair took off the condom and sucked him off until he came.
The other time I was lucky with the living room view about 1 week ago the trio was already fully naked when I looked at my favorite view and my neighbor this time was sucking the young guy , he after took her doggy without condom this time , the guy was slower than the time I saw them before but he came within 2-3 minutes in her but about 5 minutes later he was just in her again for a longer time while the dark hair girl was masturbating in the armchair.
I did not see the girl or young guy in the last week.
I hope that my neighbor never moves or put a blind in her living room , or maybe I should wish that she does so I could move on with my life

Recently divorced and have been wanting to expand my horizons after 12 years of the same old routine. Never experienced it but I've even been considering trying stuff another guy. No idea how to go about it at all so would love some help/advice. Maybe some new people to talk to.

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So I have decided to finally share some of my exploits here after years of lurking.

This happened about 5 years ago when I was traveling the UK, and it will be a bit long and detailed (SKIP TO GOOD STUFF AT THE THE >>>> MARKS). I was traveling on a work holiday visa to the UK (right after finishing my University degree there) and had been living there about a year already. Worked at an ice cream shop casually for that year to make money so I could travel around the UK and Europe (before brexit fucked up the free shengen visa access). It was a great place to work with good pay. Not really too busy most of the time so I got to chill and relax in the back watching TV shows or playing games most of the time. Boss was totally chill and never around, he had other more important businesses to manage, so I had complete control of the place and he trusted me (nothing to really lose there either).

So this girl used to come around once in a while and we used to talk casually when she came in. She was a shy Indian girl, about 5'5'', nice slender body with thick thighs and at least C cup breasts. She was 19 when I first met her and was 20 by the time of this incident. I was 26 at the time and didn't really notice her sexually for the most part even though she was quite attractive and submissive sounding. I loved her accent obviously, being from the states, I welcome almost all European accents.

So overall we had a fairly good relationship and she would come in to talk more and more. The conversations would be lengthy as well since I had nothing to do. At this point I kind of wanted to have a go at her, but didn't have any opportunity to engage, since she was always shy and at a distance. Well, my break came in a tragic way, which as a sexual degenerate, I took full opportunity of. One day she comes in, kinda down and I ask her what was wrong? She tells me that one of her friends committed suicide, and right there and then my brain goes "jackpot". Before she could even go to the next part of the story I immediately started saying "OMG, I am so sorry that happened" (I didn't really care, I don't really deal with emotions). Got out from behind the counter, and before she had a chance to regroup, went in to give her a hug. I just approached her with a concerned look with arms slightly outstretched, saying, "Are you alright?". She kinda took the hint and reluctantly prepared for the hug which was just enough signal for the go ahead to me. Hugged her fairly tight and had my arms around her shoulders and pushed her head into my chest (in a consoling way). Then immediately pivoted to, "Lets go talk about this". Quickly moved to the door, locked it (no one comes in at this time anyway, and I didn't care). Then turned to her and put my hand around her small back to guide her to the back room.

These action were key to getting her comfortable with me physically because casual contact with chicks is how you break into the game, and shy chicks usually do not give you a chance. Couldn't believe my luck, because this chick had the body I like, cute accent, mannerisms and face, and submissive by what I could tell (JACKPOT). The age difference is what kept her and myself at range but I couldn't care less now.

So now we are in the back room. Sat her down on the couch next to me and turned slightly to her to "talk" about the incident. She had been in here with me before, but didn't sit next to me, just across on a chair. We used to come in there once in a while when we were talking for a while and I wanted to sit (no seating outside). Anyway, I was here to play the long(ish) game and so decided to "listen". Anyway, she said all sorts of stuff I do not remember, but every chance I got, I would go "Awww, that's so sad/tough/whatever" and hug her. Didn't wanna rush anything but still took my chances and crept my hand closer to her ass every time. By the end I just let me hand stay right at the junction of ass and back, while I listened to her. I decided not to do anything at this meeting, but the game was already on and from this point it was going to be easy.

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Anyway, the next few days she would come in, and I would not always greet her with a hug, and unlike before, this time my hands would apparently slide down from her mid back to small back during the hug. She was comfortable with that and being close all the time. We would talk in the back room and she would sit pretty close. Like 3 days after this all started, I decided to take my chances and steered the conversation to boyfriends and sex life. She obviously didn't have one because she was sheltered by parents and what not. She had had one boyfriend and they just made out if even that. She mentioned something about liking making out but hadn't done that in a while and I immediately went with the "Aww (insert some crap here)" routine and playfully said, "Here, I'll help you out". I went for it, and she took it hesitantly (they love confidence). At this point I just went in full french (in a slow romantic-ish way), and she went along (I could feel the discomfort and it just turned me on more). Put my hands down her waist and now on her hips. Made out like this for a couple more minutes and decided to leave her wanting more, so cut it short. She kind of giggled and I contemplated going in again, but decided to bide my time. Made some excuse about work and sent her on her her way.

Next two days, she would just come in and we would go to the back and make out. At this point she would sit, straddling, on top of me and I would fondle her ass and waist and back while we made out. I eventually turned her around on me kissing her from behind, and started feeling up her stomach and thighs (on the outside) and slowly crept up her chest until I was able to lightly caress her breasts in passing. Another day and I was fully fondling her tits over her clothes. The next day she was wearing a slightly low cut top and skirt, and the moment I saw that I knew this was going to be the day I could get it all (or most). The second we were making out I had my hands on her ass under the skirt. Feeling the skin on her ass felt amazing, I was hard as fuck and she probably could notice but didn't show it. I eventually turned her around and started kissing her from behind, feeling up her thighs. Then, slowly creeping up, started feeling up her chest and cleavage. Slowly started creeping into her shirt from the top, had my right hand and creeping down her left breast. As soon as my middle finger brushed her nipple she jumped a bit and put her left hand on my right. This is where I took real control and grabbed her left wrist with my left hand and firmly whispered "Relax" and resumed making out. Took her hand off mine, moving it firmly back to the side and cupped her right breast fully. Now I had one hand on her inner left thigh and the other playing with her tits. Both of her arms were to her side and I maintained a bit of pressure from my arms to hold them there while I felt her up. Made out more forcefully too and she completely submitted. After a while, wrapped it up, got her ready to leave. Before she left, I told her to "wear a skirt and blouse tomorrow" with a serious look, kissed her and sent her home.

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Next day she came in, wearing a skirt and blouse and I didn't waste time getting to work. This time, just lifted her blouse above her tits, pulled the bra down and started playing openly (she was kinda stiff, and so was I). Then, still exposed, turned her around and started making out with her facing me. Put my hands on her ass and almost right away got under her panties. She kinda squirmed but I just pulled her in to assert myself. Squeezed her ass cheeks for a bit and then just brushed my middle finger against her asshole. This made her shudder and I took that to mean "GO TIME". Started rubbing her asshole with my middle finger and moved my other hand to her pussy from behind and started gently rubbing her VERY wet cunt. Then swapped hands to rub her asshole with her pussy juice, so I could be a bit more forceful. Had one finger slowly rubbing and even went in slightly. Pulled her panties down so they were out of the way. She was squirming the whole time which almost made me jizz, so good. At this point, I pull her back a bit, and said "Hey, I need you to do something for me". Still with her tits out and panties down, knelt her down in front of me (she knew what was coming). Pulled my dick out swiftly, turned her head up (she was focused on the dick), looked her in the eyes and said "Suck me", and then forced her head down towards my cock. I could kinda feel the resistance and hesitation, which made me even harder. Slowly moved her mouth to my cock and slid the head into her lips (FRICKIN AMAZING, couldn't believe everything was moving as swiftly as it had). Told her to lick the top and get it wet. Slowly started thrusting deeper in until she started to gag a bit half way down. That was her limit for now and so used that as a marker to move her head up and down to that point, pushing a bit lower occasionally. At this point I could get myself to come using her head so decided to keep her going. Took one of her hands and put them on my balls, told her to "Massage me a bit", which she kinda just moved up back and forth (good enough for now). After a few minutes, decided to stop holding back and picked up the pace. Stood up and started moving more freely. As I approached my climax, I pulled her off my dick, turned her head to me, looked into her eyes and said "I am going to cum in your mouth, it will be cleaner that way". She kind of nodded and so I resumed fucking her mouth. I could now feel the tingling in my balls, had a huge smile on my face as I approached the point. Started getting faster and faster and then started EXPLODING in her mouth. Honestly felt like a good 8 or 9 spurts before I came down. She had her eyes closed tight and was focusing on what was happening in her mouth. Slowly pulled out of her mouth and saw her swallow it (BONUS). Turned her head up to meet my gaze, smiled down warmly at her, said "Thank you, that was great" and kissed her lightly on the forehead. Could tell she was kinda still catching up to what happened, so moved things along. Got her on her feet, told her to go "freshen up" in the bathroom. She came out after a few minutes, and I sat her down, lightly made out (they like to cuddle after or something) and then sent her on her way.

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Next day she came in wearing yoga pants and a t-shirt, which got me hard right away. The fact that she was coming in so often now just signaled to me that all was well and I can now have my way with her. Now, since she was fairly new to all this, I decided to start doing all the weird shit I liked first, to make it seem like it was all normal. She was far less experienced and wouldn't question anything hopefully. Took her to the back, started making out while still standing. Peeled her pants and panties down and started playing with her ass. At this point I decided to go much further just because why not. Told her to take her pants off completely, which she reluctantly did. Then started making out with her and just pulled her top right off. Then took her bra off and she was making out completely naked with me (while I was fully clothed). The disparity was HOT as fuck and I could tell she wasn't comfortable at all with this. So I decided to make things even more uncomfortable. Guided her to the couch, get her on all fours on the couch and then pushed her head all the way down while putting pressure on her back to make her arch. Perfect head down ass up position and then told her "don't move". With the lights on, I had a beautiful view of her pussy and asshole, it was all I could do to hold back from just pulling my dick out and shoving in all the way. Started playing with her ass and pussy. She was visibly dripping down her legs. Kept telling her how went she was, and she would just quietly whimper and moan. At this point, I decided to start fingering her pussy and ass. Slowly slid a middle finger in each and started working them in and out. Slowly pulled the finger out of her ass and took it to the next level. Told her this finger wasn't wet enough and told her to open her mouth. She did just as she was ordered and I swiftly put the finger in her mouth and started rubbing it over her tongue. Making her go ass to mouth here would set me up for all my favorite shenanigans later. She took it like a champ, told her to spit on my finger and make it wet, which she did. Then started working her ass again, occasionally pulling out to "wet" the finger again. A few minutes more of this and I decided to make her cum. Started working her clit and pussy and within seconds she started shuddering and then fully vibrating for a good 10 seconds. Honestly hadn't seen an orgasm that intense, and she sounded like she was using all her power to suppress violently moaning out. After her orgasm subsided, she did her best to maintain her posture but couldn't so I let her collapse. Sat down next to her head and slowly caressed her asking her "How was that?". She didn't really answer but nodded slightly and was just catching her breath.

After a few minutes of rest, it was my turn. Just pulled my pants off, whipped out my dick and moved her into position. Told her to suck me off and she started to slowly do that. BUT NOW, it was time to get to my favorite part. I love me some rimjobs, always have, always will. I have been able to get every girl I have been with to lick my ass whether they wanted to or not. Most do not even say no if you are assertive enough. The best is to do it when in the heat of the act and they just do it cause there isn't any time to think about it. This time though, I basically wanted her to know what I was making her do. It's hotter when I know they are aware of the fact that I am going to make them lick my ass (its not a glamorous place to be). While she was slowly sucking me, I pulled her off my dick and guided her to my balls while looking in her eyes. Told her to "Lick my balls" in a firm manner and she complied. Let her do that for a bit to normalize that. Then slowly started pushing her head lower while raising my legs. Told her "lick me under the balls, lower down" as I slowly guided her head over my taint (this is also THE BEST, very close second to full on rimjob). I let her lick there for a bit while I slowly raised my legs. At this point I had her face firmly against my taint where she was licking as told. This felt amazing but I had to move to the best yet. Slowly started pushing her head down (and she started resisting knowing what she was approaching). Said "OH yea, that feels great, lick my asshole" with some urgency and firmness. At this point, I pushed her head lower and her tongue started licking at my asshole. Started letting her know "OH shit, that feels great, keep going". Now I let go of her head to see what would happen, she licked a bit and started wandering higher. I FIRMLY pushed her head back down and told her "keep licking my asshole, don't stop until I tell you". I started jacking off and edging myself while she kept licking. I could feel how uncomfortable she was, and knowing she was still doing it made it SUPER HOT. Didn't really want that to end but all good things do, so had to start wrapping up. Started jacking off faster and as I approached orgasm, I pushed her back, stood up, told her I was going to come, told her to open her mouth, shoved my cock in and exploded even harder than last time. She was visibly choking on the cum trying to swallow it (it must have shot straight to the back, always gets them by surprise). Finished cumming and pumped her mouth for a bit to enjoy the feeling. Pulled her head off my dick, took this opportunity to degrade her a bit more by wiping my cock clean on her cheeks. Looked into her eyes and told her "That was amazing, you're the best". She smiled shyly and I sent her to get cleaned up. Did the whole "cuddle" routine after and sent her on her way. BEST DAY EVER so far, decided to plan out the next day and how I would approach fucking her.

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Out of time now, will come back to add the rest.

I confess that I am a school teacher. I routinely come to class high as a kite and no one knows because I am too smart. I avoid detection. We went on a field trip to the zoo and I was completely high on Percocet. I nearly passed on the bus ride back to school!

Years ago my wife had taken a few days off work and was doing things around the house, working in the garden, etc. I got home from work one night and she and her mother had gone somewhere, so I came home to an empty house. I was unpacking my lunch pail, etc, and went to throw something in the trash. When I opened the trash can there was large wad of folded up paper towels on top, but they looked clean. I got curious (assuming she'd worked up the nerve to kill a spider since she's terrified of them) and unfolded the paper towels. Inside was a used rubber that still had a LOT of cum in it. My mind raced and my cock got instantly hard. I knew that earlier that morning a repair guy was coming to look at our new washing machine that wasn't working right. Was it him? Did she fuck a total stranger? Was it someone she worked with? One of our friends? I had no idea, but I was way aroused. I ended up taking the rubber to the bathroom, I got undressed and stood in our shower (no water on). I started playing with the rubber and lowered it into my mouth. I could taste her pussy on it and sucked the outside clean. Then I tipped it toward the end of my throbbing cock so some of the guys cum ran out it. I started jacking using an unknown man's cum as lube. At that point I was more aroused than I'd probably ever been and just lost my mind. I started stroking feverishly and stopped to put the open end of the rubber to my lips, holding on to the rim of it with the fingers of both hands like I was about to blow it up like a balloon. But instead of blowing, I sucked and it caused the rubber to suck into my mouth and turned it inside out as I maintained the fingertip grip on the rim of it. So suddenly all the cum left in it and the entire rubber, now inside out, were in my mouth. OH MY GOD I sucked and licked it clean and swallowed that load of delicious cum!Then I finished jacking off, pumped my own cum into my hand and slurped it up, too. At that moment I wanted to become my wife's cuckold bitch forever. I showered, put the rubber back in the papertowels and replaced them to the trash. I never said a word. She came home and we talked about how the washing machine repairs went and she told me it needed a part that he didn't have with him and he'd be returning the next day. I knew then, it was the repairman. She also mentioned that she'd actually met the repairman a few weeks before when she went to a local bar wit her friend Kim one night. We laughed about the coincidence and she told me his name was Damon. The next night when I came home from work my wife was home. I asked her how the repair went and she said it was working great now. When the opportunity presented itself I peeked in the trash and saw a new wad of paper towels. That night I went down on her and could literally taste the rubber on her pussy. The slut let me go down on her used dirty pussy not knowing that I knew. It was AWESOME and I fucked the shit out of her that night. The next morning as my wife slept and I was getting ready for work, I went through the same routine with the new used rubber. My confession is that that man's cum made ME a cum pig and Inow seek out and suck cock every chance I get. My first after eating his out of his rubbers was an 18 year old boys who I met in a yahoo chat room. Since then I've had 100 or more cocks in my mouth and ass, but my wife doesn't know and isn't it ironic that her being a slut turned me into an even bigger one.

My sister in law caught her husband (my wife's brother) in the act. The whole family found out and she was ready to split. In-laws talked to her. My wife talked to her. Didn't matter, my brother-in-law was so fucking screwed. I figured the last thing she'd want was another guy saying something to her but my wife pleaded with me. So I called, did the whole "meet at a bar" routine. We meet up and she's what I expected, one seriously pissed off woman. She asks if I'm gonna try to talk her out of it? "No, I just wanted a blowjob." It made her do a double take. At first she wasn't sure if it was a joke so I dead panned it, poker face. Then she laughs, slightly embarrassed, slightly nervous. We down a couple beers and talk through it. She wants him but doesn't want to go back etc. Usual bullshit. He can promise but he won't change. I let her vent, no intention of stepping into that one. 2 beers in she asks about my wife. I tell her the whole family was on her side. My wife was embarrassed her little brother fucked around like that. She has another beer and I settle for a coke, have to drive her home and all. Once she's done we head to the car. I pop the passenger door and she sits but leaves her legs out. She looks up and replies "how about that blowjob?" She deadpanned this one and I'm waiting for a smile or a laugh. Instead I feel my zipper slide down. I could fight it. I could resist. But he fucked up and she wanted revenge. Right there, in the parking lot, she got it. At some point I slipped her top down. She went from sucking to getting her tits fucked, and back to sucking. Sometimes it was deep. Sometimes it was a tongue lashing. She was clearly enjoying herself. We'd parked pretty far from the door, lots of cars, so I wanted to see if I could push this. I got her up. I got her in back of the car. I got her turned around. I got her bent the fuck over the trunk. Clearly she'd enjoyed the blowjob as much as I had. Fucking her out in the open like that was just for the fun of it. As I went deeper I realized she may talk. I needed an insurance policy. So I licked a finger and started teasing her asshole. She didn't fight it so I went with it. Fingering her tight ass, fucking her from behind. I grabbed her hands and made her hold her own asscheeks open. She stood there like a stupid whore, holding her cheeks wide while I finger fucked her ass and pounded her from behind. When I slipped the finger out she cringed a bit. I think she could tell what was next. Nothing quite compares to that feeling of total dominance when you shove your cock up a woman's ass. That feeling doubles when you look down and the stupid whore is holding her own ass cheeks open. I didn't hold back. I pounded away. Between moans I hear her say her husband isn't allowed to fuck her ass. That's what I wanted to hear. I slammed her even harder and blew a huge load.

Now prior to that there was a risk of her saying she sucked me off in a bar parking lot. But what woman will admit she held her cheeks open, took it up the ass, and let me blow a load in it? I don't think she'll do doggy now. LMAO.

This girl on facebook posts these gym selfies all the time. Bri is obsessed with showing off videos of her gym routines and her "glutes". its sad how people can't just go to the gym without broadcasting to the whole internet every single day.

i don't understand why people are constantly taking pictures of themselves with their smartphones

Bri from facebook

If you can read this whole story without laughing, then there's no hope for you. I was crying by the end. This is a so called actual account as relayed to paramedics at a chili cook-off in Texas.

Note: Please take time to read this slowly. Read it all. Do not skip any sections. Do not skip ahead.

Pay attention to the first two judges, the reaction of the third judge is even better.

Note: For those of you who have lived in Texas, you know how true this is. They actually have a Chili Cook-off around Halloween. It takes up a major portion of a parking lot at the San Antonio City Park.

CHILI, TEXAS STYLE !!!
Note from Frank: "Recently, while visiting Texas (I'm from Springfield, IL) I was honored to be selected as a judge at a chili cook-off. The original judge called in sick at the last moment and I happened to be standing there at the judge's table, asking for directions to the Coors Light beer booth, when the call came in. I was assured by the other two judges (Native Texans) that even though I was inexperienced as a Chili taster, the chili >wouldn't be all that spicy. Besides, they told me, I could have free beer during the tasting, so I accepted and became Judge 3.

Here are the scorecard notes from the event:

CHILI # 1 - MIKE'S MANIAC MONSTER CHILI
Judge # 1 -- A little too heavy on the tomato. Amusing kick.
Judge # 2 -- Nice, smooth tomato flavor. Very mild.
Judge # 3 (Frank) -- Holy crap, what the hell is this stuff? You could remove dried paint from your driveway. Took me two beers to put the flames out. I hope that's the worst one. These Texans are crazy.

CHILI # 2 - AUSTIN'S AFTERBURNER CHILI
Judge # 1 -- Smoky, with a hint of pork. Slight jalapeno tang.
Judge # 2 -- Exciting BBQ flavor, needs more peppers to be taken seriously.
Judge # 3 -- Keep this out of the reach of children. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to taste besides pain. I had to wave off two people who wanted to give me the Heimlich maneuver. They had to rush in more beer when they saw the look on my face.

CHILI # 3 - FRED'S FAMOUS BURN DOWN THE BARN CHILI
Judge # 1 -- Excellent firehouse chili. Great kick.
Judge # 2 -- A bit salty, good use of peppers.
Judge # 3 -- Call the EPA. I've located a uranium spill. My nose feels like I have been snorting Drano. Everyone knows the routine by now. Get me more beer before I ignite. Barmaid pounded me on the back, now my backbone is in the front part of my chest. I'm getting {censored-faced from all of the beer.

CHILI # 4 - BUBBA'S BLACK MAGIC
Judge # 1 -- Black bean chili with almost no spice. Disappointing.
Judge # 2 -- Hint of lime in the black beans. Good side dish for fish or other mild foods, not much of a chili.
Judge # 3 -- I felt something scraping across my tongue, but was unable to taste it. Is it possible to burn out taste buds? Sally, the beer maid, was standing behind me with fresh refills. This 300 lb. woman is starting to look HOT ... just like this nuclear waste I'm eating! Is chili an aphrodisiac?

CHILI # 5 - LISA'S LEGAL LIP REMOVER
Judge # 1 -- Meaty, strong chili. Cayenne peppers freshly ground, adding considerable kick. Very impressive.
Judge # 2 -- Chili using shredded beef, could use more tomato. Must admit the cayenne peppers make a strong statement.
Judge # 3 -- My ears are ringing, sweat is pouring off my forehead and I can no longer focus my eyes. I farted, and four people behind me needed paramedics. The contestant seemed offended when I told her that her chili had given me brain damage. Sally saved my tongue from bleeding by pouring beer directly on it from the pitcher. I wonder if I'm burning my lips off. It really ticks me off that the other judges asked me to stop screaming. Screw them.

CHILI # 6 - VERA'S VERY VEGETARIAN VARIETY
Judge # 1 -- Thin yet bold vegetarian variety chili. Good balance of spices and peppers.
Judge # 2 -- The best yet. Aggressive use of peppers and garlic. Superb.
Judge # 3 -- My intestines are now a straight pipe filled with gaseous, >sulfuric flames. I crapped on myself when I farted, and I'm worried it will >eat through the chair. No one seems inclined to stand behind me except that Sally. Can't feel my lips anymore. I need to wipe my butt with a snow cone.

CHILI # 7 - SUSAN'S SCREAMING SENSATION CHILI
Judge # 1 -- A mediocre chili with too much reliance on canned peppers.
Judge # 2 -- Ho hum, tastes as if the chef literally threw in a can of chili peppers at the last moment. **I should take note that I am worried about judge number 3. He appears to be a bit of distress as he is cursing uncontrollably.
Judge # 3 -- You could put a grenade in my mouth, pull the pin, and I wouldn't feel a thing. I've lost sight in one eye, and the world sounds like it is made of rushing water. My shirt is covered with chili, which slid unnoticed out of my mouth. My pants are full of lava to match my shirt. Atleast during the autopsy, they'll know what killed me. I've decided to stop breathing. It's too painful. Screw it; I'm not getting any oxygen anyway. If I need air, I'll just suck it in through the 4-inch hole in my stomach.

CHILI # 8 - BIG TOM'S TOENAIL CURLING CHILI
Judge # 1 -- The perfect ending, this is a nice blend chili. Not too bold but spicy enough to declare its existence.
Judge # 2 -- This final entry is a good, balanced chili. Neither mild nor hot. Sorry to see that most of it was lost when Judge #3 farted, passed out, fell over and pulled the chili pot down on top of himself. Not sure if he's going to make it. Poor feller, wonder how he'd have reacted to really hot chili?
Judge # 3 - No Report

Before I start let me just say that I don't have any pictures. I thought about recording it somehow but all of my cameras are out of power/batteries and I don't even know where they are. From my high position (top floor apartment patio) I would need to use an add-on lens to get a good view and I've never done it before so it would have been awkward and she probably would've seen me.

Anyway, sorry about that. But here's the story for those who haven't stopped reading yet.

I confess that this evening I saw a reasonably fit 16 or 17 year old girl jogging around my apartment complex.

She was a brunette and her hair was tied up. She was wearing a bright green tank top and black running shorts with two white stripes down the sides. She had nice shaved legs and was of average height. Her boobs were probably a B cup, definitely not bigger than that and she had a decent ass though gym shorts don't do a girl's body justice.

I've never seen her before so maybe this is a new jogging routine. I will look forward to seeing her breathing hard around the circle drive again. Hopefully next time she'll do more than 3 laps. Way out across the complex I saw her go inside and said, "Well there goes my fun."

Alexis

"Push 'em back! Push 'em back! Way back!" yelled young
Alexis as she cheered on the varsity football team in a joint
cheer with the combined varsity and JV squads at the pep rally.
She could feel the back of her little pleated skirt flip up
in the air with her hip movements, knowing that the shortness of
her skirt was revealing her bright blue cheer panties each time
she thrust her ass out with the cheer.
Alexis smiled as she noticed some of the boys looking at her
ass with great interest. She wanted to be popular, and if
shaking and wiggling was what it took, she was willing to do it
in order to get that kind of attention.
After the cheer, the rally concluded with the band playing
the school's fight song. Both cheerleading squads did their
dance routine to the music, and Alexis took advantage of the
opportunity to do her own exaggerated version, bumping and
grinding sensuously and shaking her ass for the boys.
Unknown to young Alexis, however, was the fact that Coach
Johnson also had his eyes on her. Not wanting to be obvious, of
course, he would sneak glimpses of her hot teenage body as she
shimmied and shook with the movements of her teammates.
As the pep rally came to an end, the principal dismissed the
students to their next class. Coach Johnson carefully approached
little Alexis.
"Young lady, could you come to my office? I need to have a
word with you about your performance here," he told her, rather
quietly. "I'll give you a pass for being late to your next
class."
"Sure, I guess so, Coach Johnson," Alexis replied.
"Just come by in a few minutes, then," he told her, as he
turned and walked to his office, next to the boys' locker room.
As he walked into his office, he took great care to close the
blinds on the windows facing the hallway, and pushing in the
button on the inside of his office door so it would lock when
closed. He sat down in the chair behind his desk. His cock was
already getting hard with anticipation. The coach desperately
wanted the hot little cheerleader, and he knew he could threaten
her with suspension from cheering due to her exaggerated
exhibition on the gym floor.
Within minutes, there was a knock on his door.
"Come in," he said.
Alexis carefully opened the door and stepped inside.
"Go ahead and close the door, if you would," he said.
Alexis obeyed, unknowingly locking herself into the office
with the horny coach.
The young cheerleader looked at the coach rather sheepishly,
sensing that she about to be reprimanded.
"Is this about my performance during the pep rally?" she
asked, already knowing the answer to her question.
"Yes, young lady," he said. "And it could cost you your spot
on the cheerleading squad, if I push the issue. Do you have an
explanation?"
Alexis bit her lip and looked down at the floor nervously, as
she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, back and
forth.
"Well..." she said.
"Yes?" he inquired.
"It's just that I'd like to be popular with the boys, and
they like it when I put on a show like that," she admitted.
"I'll bet they do," he told her. "So you wanted to be as
sexy as you could, didn't you?"
Alexis nodded.
"How old are you, Alexis?" he asked.
"Sixteen," she answered.
"Have you ever had sex with a boy?" he asked.
The question surprised her, but she figured she'd be honest.
"No," Alexis said. "I'd like to, though. But please don't
get me kicked off the squad."
"And that's okay," he reassured her. "You know, I could
teach you a lot about how to be popular with boys. You know, sex
stuff that they like a girl to do to them."
"Like what?" Alexis asked, her curiosity piqued.
"Well, Alexis, it would work best if I actually showed you."
"I don't know, sir," she said. "You mean doing stuff to me
and me doing stuff to you?"
"Only if you'd like me to show you. You could practice with
me. That way, you'd be all prepared for the boys, and you
wouldn't have to worry about being embarrassed because you don't
know what to do with them."
It made sense to Alexis, and she did think the coach was a
good-looking man. Plus, if she didn't, he could have her kicked
off the squad...
"But what if somebody found out?" she asked.
"Would you tell anybody?" he asked.
"God, no!" she gasped. "I'd get kicked off the cheer squad,
for sure."
"Well then, I guess this could be our little private sex
education class," he told her with a smile.
Alexis giggled, still nervous about the idea.
"So," she said. "How would we start?"
"First, why don't you take a couple of steps back and give me
a good view of you in your little cheerleading uniform?" he
suggested.
Alexis did so, and modeled her little uniform for the coach's
enjoyment, watching him as he devoured her with his lustful eyes.
Her light brown hair was not quite shoulder-length, cut
straight across and curled under, with bangs draping her
forehead. As she smiled sweetly, slight dimples formed in her
cheeks. Her eyes were bright blue and captivating, and her lips
were shapely and smooth with her lip-gloss. The cheerleader's
complexion was attractive, as well - not tanned, but not fair-
skinned, either.
Alexis wore a royal blue button-down V-necked sleeveless
shell top with two thin white stripes across the shoulders and
down the sides. The white letters "LIONS" arched across her
chest, pushed outward by her B-cup breasts. Under the shell top,
she wore a thin, tight white turtleneck midriff top under the
shell.
Her skirt was a matching royal blue with the two thin white
stripes running down the sides and hemming around the bottom. In
addition to the banded trim on the hem, the skirt also had twelve
inverted white pleats. It was deliciously short on her, only
covering her bloomer-covered crotch by a couple of inches.
As he had noticed earlier, Alexis was wearing tight royal
blue bloomers underneath. As his eyes traveled downward, he
smiled at her shapely thighs and her knobby teenaged knees.
Alexis' cheerleading uniform was completed with a pair of
white kneesocks, pulled smartly up to the bottom of her kneecaps,
with three thin blue stripes around the top section of the socks.
She wore a pair of blue and white athletic shoes.
"Do you like our uniforms?" she asked.
"Oh, yes," he said. "Why don't you turn away from me, now?"
Alexis spun around, her back facing the coach.
"Like this, Coach Johnson?"
"Yes, my dear. Now bend over slowly for me."
With her feet together, she slowly bent forward for him. As
she did so, her little pleated skirt pulled up high on her tight
ass, showing off the back of her smooth thighs and the crotch of
those tight blue bloomers as they bulged in a tiny pussy-wrap
mound.
"How's this?" Alexis inquired.
"Excellent."
"You're just trying to get a better look at my bloomers,
aren't you?" she asked.
"Absolutely."
Alexis laughed.
"And how do they look?" she teased.
"Magnificent, my dear."
Her cunny lips bulged in the blue fabric between her thighs.
He could feel his cock rock-hard, aching for the young girl's
treasure. The coach flipped on his desk radio and quickly found
a station with some good dance music.
"Okay, Alexis, how about showing me some of your dance
moves?" he asked.
The cheerleader stood back up and spun around to face him,
then began a dance routine to the song. She shimmied and shook,
her tiny skirt flipping about on her ass and flashing its pleats
as she ground to the beat.
Alexis spun back around and shook her ass while she slowly
pulled up the back of her skirt, showing off her tight little
bloomers again.
"Oh, yeah, that's it," he encouraged.
By the time the song ended, the coach's cock couldn't take
any more teasing. He had to have this magnificent little
strumpet, and now.
"What would you like me to do now?" Alexis asked.
"Come over here and suck on my cock," he told her.
The coach stood up and unfastened his trousers. As they
dropped to his ankles, he pulled down his briefs. An eight-inch
stalk of man-flesh sprang free of its shackles and wobbled
obscenely toward the young girl. She just stared at it.
"Haven't you ever seen a cock before?" he asked.
"No, not on a man," she admitted. "Just on the baby boys I
used to babysit."
"Quite a bit different, huh?"
Alexis nodded as she stepped up to him.
"You've had the sex education class here, haven't you?" he
asked.
"Yeah," she answered. "I mean, I know how sex works and
everything, I've just never seen it in person or tried anything
with a boy."
Coach Johnson put his hands on Alexis' waist.
"Remember that sex works by a boy sliding his cock back and
forth inside your pussy until he gets so excited that he cums."
"You mean when he shoots his sperm?" Alexis inquired.
"Yeah, when he shoots his milky liquid into you."
Alexis nodded.
"It's all about friction," he told her. "A boy needs that
friction on his cock, no matter if it's from your pussy or you
simulate it with your hand or mouth."
"My mouth?" she asked.
"Yeah, your mouth can act just like your pussy. It's warm
and moist. You can pump his cock back and forth in your mouth,
and even excite him faster by pumping it with your hand at the
same time. It's called 'giving a blowjob'."
Alexis smiled and nodded.
"Just be careful not to let him cum in your pussy unless
you're taking birth control, or you might get pregnant," he
warned.
"And boys don't usually know if they're about to cum, until
it's too late," he added. "Experienced men know when they're
getting close, so they can warn their partner if they don't want
it squirting inside them."
"So, if you fucked me, you would know to pull out in time?"
Alexis asked.
"Yes, my dear. You're not on birth control, are you?"
"No," she told him.
"Well, if you're planning on having sex with the boys, you
should be," he advised.
Alexis nodded again as she looked down at his cock.
"Go ahead. Stroke it with your hand," he suggested.
The darling cheerleader wrapped her fingers around the warm
shaft and started a slow handjob on him.
"Yeah, baby, that's called a 'handjob'. Start slowly at
first, and keep getting faster and faster, unless he asks you to
slow down, of course."
The two forbidden lovers stood there for several minutes. He
kissed her softly while she worked him with her hand.
"Would you like to try a blowjob now?" he asked. "Boys
really like that."
"Okay."
The coach sat down in his chair. Alexis dropped to her knees
and held his cock still while she moved her mouth closer.
"You can lick it, too, and play tongue games with it just to
tease him even more," he coached.
He pointed to the location just under the tip of the cockhead
on the underside.
"See this spot?" he asked.
"Yeah?"
"That spot's the most sensitive part of a guy's cock.
Wiggling the tip of your tongue right there while giving a
blowjob, will drive a guy wild."
Alexis laughed.
"Well, let me see if it works on you," she said. "You're not
gonna squirt your stuff in my mouth, are you?"
"No, sweetheart, I'm gonna fuck you later. By the way, do
you still have your cherry?"
Alexis shook her head.
"Nope," she said. "I popped it a couple of years ago when I
experimented with my mom's vibrator."
"Okay, just checking," he said. "I still want to make sure I
don't cum inside your pussy. Do you have a problem with me doing
it in your mouth?"
Alexis wrinkled her nose.
"I don't think I want to try that yet," she said. "I've
heard it doesn't taste very good."
"Who told you that?" he inquired.
"One of my friends. Her boyfriend ejaculated in her mouth
once, and she said it tasted pretty bad."
The coach smiled.
"Well, sometimes, that's true," he explained. "It depends on
the guy and also on the girl's tastes."
"So where would you like me to shoot my stuff?" he asked.
"I don't know," she said. "Where did you want to?"
"How about if I spray it all over that pretty face of yours?"
he offered. "It's called 'taking a facial'."
Alexis laughed.
"On my face?" she asked, quite surprised.
"Yeah," he said.
"I guess that would be okay," she relented.
The coach watched as Alexis swirled her tongue around the
head of his cock, getting just a taste of his meat.
"It tastes different," she commented.
"Bad?" he asked.
"No, just strange," Alexis answered.
She opened her mouth wide and leaned forward into him, taking
his cock about four inches into her sweet, teenaged mouth. Then
she sealed her lips around the shaft and started sliding his
prick back and forth in her sucking mouth.
"That's it, baby," he said. "Suck it just like that."
She looked up at him with innocent eyes as she mouth-fucked
the coach in her cheerleading uniform.
"That's so sexy when you look up at me like that," he told
her. "You have a natural talent for this."
Alexis giggled as she sucked the coach, flattered by his
comments. She used a hand to pump the rest of his cock, which
wouldn't fit in her mouth.
"Very nice with the hand," he moaned. "Don't forget to use
your tongue on that spot I showed you."
Alexis pulled her mouth back a bit and just pumped with her
hand while she flicked the tip of her tongue repeatedly across
the sensitive underside of his cock, just behind the head.
"Oh, God, yes..." he groaned. "That's doing it just like a
pro."
Alexis resumed her mouthstroke on him, her curled-under hair
swaying forward and back as she blew the coach.
After a minute or so longer, he knew he had to stop the girl.
"Okay, darling, you can stop now," he said.
Alexis popped her sweet lips off him.
"Was that okay?" she asked.
"You were terrific," he told her. "I had to stop you, 'cause
you were gonna make me cum if you kept going."
Alexis smiled.
"Now what?" she asked.
"I'm gonna lick that cheerleader pussy of yours," he said,
with a smile.
Alexis laughed as he stood up, then helped her up to her
feet.
"But first," he said, "let's get those panties of yours
down."
He reached under the sides of Alexis' tiny cheerleading skirt
and grasped the sides of her bright blue bloomers, then tugged
them down with her panties until they dropped over her white
kneesocks to her shoes.
The coach reclined Alexis onto his desk and lifted her feet
to the edge of the desk, with her knees cocked high in the air.
Her bloomers and panties were still wrapped around her left ankle
as he gently spread her knees wide apart. The white pleats of
her little blue skirt fanned open as she revealed her almost-bald
pussy for the coach.
Alexis smiled as he stroked the inside of her thin thighs and
her calves through her cheerleading kneesocks. His head
disappeared under her pleats as he buried his face into her
teenaged crotch and placed his warm tongue on her pink pussy.
She felt him lick it softly, his breath softly teasing her
tender clit. Then she felt his tongue glide upward to her love
trigger.
"Ooh, coach, that feels sooooo gooooood..." she groaned. She
squeezed her breasts through her royal blue shell top and bit her
lip as he stroked her pinkness with his taste buds.
He varied his rhythm and direction of licking with expert
technique, listening to his young lover groan in delight. After
a few minutes, he pushed a couple of fingers to her virgin pussy
and slowly drove them into the moistness.
"Oh, God!" Alexis exclaimed, her senses heightened by the
feeling of his fingers within her. Her breasts heaved against
her tight shell top.
He slowly slid the two fingers in and out of her moist twat.
It was a tight fit, and that fact excited him even more about the
prospect of burying his swollen cock into that ultra-tight
teenaged cheerleading snatch.
The coach licked and sucked on her clit while he finger-
fucked her, until she couldn't take it any longer.
"Oh, sir!" she gasped. "You're gonna make me cum any second!
Keep going!"
He obeyed and quickly sent the young girl to the brink. With
a groan, Alexis trembled as her body reached orgasm with an
intensity she had never felt from her mom's vibrator.
"Fuck!" Alexis cried in delight.
He slowed his stimulation down to a stop and stood up over
her.
"That was wonderful," she gushed. "Thank you."
"No problem, my sweetheart. Are you ready to get fucked for
the first time?"
Alexis nodded and smiled.
Coach Johnson pulled her to the edge of the table and fisted
his cock, still wet with Alexis' saliva, against her buttery
pussy lips. The teen cheerleader was well lubricated already,
and ready to get drilled by her first cock.
"Go ahead, coach," she said. "Put it in me."
He popped the head into her and slowly pushed several inches
in.
"Well, Alexis," he announced. "Officially, you're not a
virgin anymore."
She giggled.
"Sounds okay to me, Coach Johnson. Show me what it's like to
get fucked."
The coach pulled partway out, then fucked another inch or so
into the sweet cheerleader.
"God, your pussy is so fucking tight, and it feels great," he
observed.
Alexis giggled again. She wrapped her white kneesocks with
the blue stripes around his ass as he pumped into her slowly.
"It feels so good in there," Alexis mumbled.
"And I'm glad you enjoy this, 'cause I am, too," he said
softly as he leaned forward onto his elbows, lying on top of the
girl on the desk. He kissed young Alexis softly as he slowly
worked more cock into her wet snatch.
"You know, sometimes guys like a girl to talk dirty to them,
too," he added. "It helps turn them on."
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah, go ahead and try it, Alexis. Talk dirty to me."
Alexis chuckled.
"Fuck me good, coach," she offered. "Fuck my tight little
cheerleader pussy."
"Yeah, that's good," he encouraged.
"I want you to fuck me really good with that big cock and
then blow your load all over my face," she said.
"Yeah, baby," he said, as he slapped his balls on her ass
with each thrust, now getting faster and harder as he went.
Alexis wrapped her white-sleeved arms around him, enjoying
her first fuck. They kissed repeatedly as they screwed on the
desk, exploring each other's mouth with their tongue, lost in
passion.
After several minutes, he suddenly pulled out of her.
"Were you ready to shoot your stuff?" Alexis asked.
"Almost," he said, "but first, I wanna fuck you in a
different position. We're gonna do it doggy-style."
Alexis laughed again as he lifted off of her and pulled her
up to her feet. Her little skirt fell back down into place.
"Just turn around and put your elbows on the desk," he
instructed.
She did so, looking over her shoulder to watch as he slid her
cheerleading skirt up high on her ass. Her white pleats fanned
outward as he stuck his prick back into her tight little pussy,
this time from behind.
Alexis spread her kneesock-encased legs wide apart for
balance as the coach commenced drilling her in that position. He
grasped the sides of her waist for leverage as he relentlessly
pounded her love tunnel with his hard cock.
"Aw, coach," Alexis gasped. "It feels like it's so much
deeper in me."
Her hair swung forward and back as he rode the cheerleader
into the desk, but he knew he couldn't last any longer.
"I'm getting so close," he said. "Are you ready for me to
cum on your face?"
"Yes," she told him.
"Good. When I tell you to, stand up, turn around and kneel
in front of me, and tilt your face toward the ceiling."
"Okay."
He lasted about fifteen more seconds.
"Now!" he shouted.
He pulled out, and Alexis quickly spun around and knelt
before him, offering her innocent, angelic face for him to
decorate. She looked down at his cock as he pumped it with his
hand for a few seconds.
Suddenly, a stream of warm semen splattered on the side of
her mouth and up the side of her nose. She instinctively
squeezed her eyes shut as another round of jizz landed on her
upper lip and yet another on her nose.
Alexis giggled as more spunk rained down on the poor
cheerleader. The coach had a full load stored up for the
teenager, and his balls emptied themselves onto her eyelids and
forehead, matting down her sweet brunette bangs under a blanket
of white splooge.
Finally, mercifully, the facial ended. Alexis smiled but
kept her eyes closed as she kept her face turned upward. Gobs of
gooey cum oozed down the sides of her face and dangled from her
chin.
"Baby, let me get you a towel and clean you up," he said.
He walked over and picked up a shower towel, but before he
handed it to her, he pulled out a digital camera from his desk
drawer.
Alexis could hear the clicks and see the light from the
flashes.
"What are you doing?" she asked with a frothy face.
"Taking a few digital pictures so I can enjoy them later," he
said. "Do you mind?"
"No," she said. "That's fine, but please don't show them to
anybody."
"I won't," he promised. "Smile again for the camera, and you
can open your eyes now."
Alexis tentatively opened her eyes, and since she didn't feel
any cum dripping into her eyes, she kept them open and smiled for
his camera.
She felt so naughty, and she loved every second of it.

Another fashion routine I know how to do, apparently I'm some sort of fashion guru XD

Seriously! When I was in my early teens (13-15), living in San Jose California, I confess to routinely engaging in sexual contact with 3 much younger girls (2 sisters and another neighbor) and 1 boy. I was never able to penetrate the girls, so we dry humped all of the time, until I would come, which they all hated, because it was "nasty" and "sticky" and other then occasionally kissing my dick, they refused oral. I later learned that the two sister had been doing the same thing with their brothers and an older male friend of their fathers who had moved in, he was actually caught in the act by the father, who threw him out of the house after catching him (idiot) a second time.

The young boy, sucked me, and after weeks of playing with him, he was still unable to take much dick up his ass, without crying and carrying on, which was no fun and not my thing, so I had to settle for oral, which he was rather decent at for his age. He refused to accept me cumming in his mouth after the first time, when he understood what it meant, and would always tell me to tell him, so he could abandon dick, when I was ready.

It is not my mode of thought that has caused my misfortunes, but the mode of thought of others.

Hey Everybody

A few weeks ago I posted about my wife and I never having sex (or anything really) and that she basically has no libido. Thought I'd give an update..

She finally talked to a doctor. She had to schedule an appointment with her gyno for birth control renewal and discussed the situation with her. Honestly, I'm just elated she even did this. That she is finally showing initiative to straighten this out. Anyway, the doctor asked her the usual questions: Has he done anything to make you spite him? (no), when you do have sexual activity do you orgasm (yes), etc.

She told her that sometimes the birth control can be the cause of her lack of libido, but it's not nearly as often as people think it is. The doctor prescribed her a birth control with a lower hormone level to see if it would help. She suggested that she get in an exercise routine as women who exercise have a higher sex drive due to a more positive body image. She also recommended reading 50 Shades of Grey and erotic literature in general in order to increase her sex drive. Finally, she suggested setting aside time specifically for sex/foreplay. That if she knows, say on Tuesday night, we are having sex that she would be thinking about it throughout the day and make her want it. However, I think this is retarded because the problem is that she already doesn't want it... shes not going to be excited for it... shes not going to even think about it. Oh, lastly, the doctor seemed to basically tell her not to worry about it. That it happens to all women from time to time and that it will eventually go away and that when it usually comes back it comes back in full force.. but that eventually it will probably happen again and then go away again. That womens hormones are always changing.

Soooooo... my wife goes to pick up the new lower hormone level birth control and it was incredibly expensive... so she didn't get it and got the usual stuff. So yeah... back to square one I guess. Kill me.

Hello, I have been married for two years. My wife is 27 years old and I am 29 years old. My mother-in-law is 60 years old and she is conservative. She was divorced 30 years ago. I started to be attracted to my mother-in-law about a year ago. The idea came from me, so I suggested to my wife that I include my mother-in-law in our sexual fantasies during our intimate relationship as a way to change the routine. She agreed and started telling me a little about the details of her body, and we used to imagine her with us in bed during intercourse and me having sex with them both... My wife stopped having these fantasies and she told me that she no longer enjoys that and has become upset about it because she has started to feel disgusted. The problem now is that I no longer reach the peak of ecstasy like before when we used to imagine my mother-in-law with us in bed. Now I just insult her mother in bed and she enjoys that. I want to see my mother-in-law naked or for my wife to take a picture of her naked for me. I have become obsessed with seeing her naked at least, but I am afraid of my wife's reaction. Especially since she knows I like older women.

hi I have been married for two years. My wife is 27 years old and I am 29 years old. My mother-in-law is 60 years old and she is conservative. She was divorced 30 years ago. I started to be attracted to my mother-in-law about a year ago. The idea came from me, so I suggested to my wife that I include my mother-in-law in our sexual fantasies during our intimate relationship as a way to change the routine. She agreed and started telling me a little about the details of her body, and we used to imagine her with us in bed during intercourse and me having sex with them both... My wife stopped having these fantasies and she told me that she no longer enjoys that and has become upset about it because she has started to feel disgusted. The problem now is that I no longer reach the peak of ecstasy like before when we used to imagine my mother-in-law with us in bed. Now I just insult her mother in bed and she enjoys that. I want to see my mother-in-law naked or for my wife to take a pictur....

I have to confess that i absolutely prefer receiving anal stimulation/penetration over normal stimulation of my dick. Id be happy if a woman Routinely pegged me and eat my asshole and milked my prostate daily, but in turn required that i forever locked my cock in a cage and never let me ejaculate again. I also wish she would train and stretch my asshole, fisting it and turning me out for gangbangs. 

I routinely fuck my blind neighbors wife. I'm not even that into her but she sucks a mean dick.

I'm currently married but getting myself in trouble. An event I'll refer to as, "The Accident", happened about a week ago here in February. It was about 8:30 in the morning on a Monday. I had just gotten up, tied off my big comfy lounge pants and threw on a t-shirt. My wife of 5 years, Lisa, works a 9-5 office job so I wake as she's leaving for the day. I gave her a kiss and sent her on her way. I have the day off on this fateful day.

Soon after, around 9:15, I received a text message from my sister in law, Devin, telling me she was going to stop by and pick up an order form for some school fundraiser of her daughter's. "Ok", I thought. I continue about my morning, day-off, routine and let the dog out in the yard. A couple of minutes later my sister in law arrives for the candy order form. I give it to her and we just make some small talk, asking one another how things are and talking about all of the snow. We're nearing the door, as she's getting ready to leave, so I open it and let the dog back in and quickly attempt to shut the door so the cold doesn't get in and we can say our goodbyes... Not realizing that my big comfy pants were caught under the door.. I take a step and begin to fall sideways. Devin and I reach for each other to try and stop my fall but I ended up pulling her down with me. As we fell, I turned for my backside to take the fall and she slipped to my waist. . . An awkward accident on it's own was worsened by the fact that my pants were still caught under the door. They had pulled down to my knees, dick-out after the fall with my sister in law's face inches from my average cock..... [Hold tight]

Some details on these sisters.. I love my wife. 5 years through thick and thin, I see myself with no one else. Lisa is 32 years old, around about 300 pounds with double E's. I love Lisa. Her sister Devin is 35 years old, weighs roughly 180 pounds and has double D's (this I know because of my wife). She's been in a relationship with someone since her divorce a few years ago. I've always found Devin to be attractive and I would always take the occasional glance at her in her shorts in the summer when no one was looking. Harmless wank bank material for my mind. I never pursued any kind of extra relations with Devin.

[You ready?] ...... Before I can panic and apologize for this ridiculous ordeal, I look down and she's chuckling with a smile on her face. She puckers her soft red lips, leans in and plants a gentle kiss on top of my shaft then she chuckles again and starts to push herself up... but I grab her arm to stop her from getting up.... All panic and awkwardness fleeted from me the minute she touched her lips to my dick.

I said "Wait. Wait." She looked at me. "You look good down there" I say.. It was almost instinctual. Like by that point nothing else mattered. Devin got the biggest smile on her face and we looked into each other's eyes for an incredibly long and quiet 3 seconds. She then casually grabs up my cock with her soft hands, puts her mouth around it and starts to suck.

I nearly could not compute what was happening. Blood rushed through my body so fast that I was instantly light headed. All I could feel was Devin's grasp on my balls and her warm wet mouth slopping over my hard-as-rock cock. I seriously can't think of a time where my 5.5 inches was ever that hard. She's staring me down with her big beautiful brown eyes, head going up and down as we lie in the middle of my living room floor. A draft of February air comes through the open door and chills my wet cock as she brings her head to my body, warming me entirely in her mouth. Hunched on my elbows, I close my eyes and throw my head back. Devin sucks.. and sucks. When I open my eyes and bring my head back up I watch her process. Slowly consuming me and holding it in her throat, I can feel her trying to swallow my cock. Brings her lips to my tip and does it again.

My eyes start to climb above Devin's bobbing head to the door. I'm so laid back at this point that it took a second to register... Peeking from around the open door was my 15 year old niece, Devin's 15 year old daughter Shelly. Again, not at full brain function, I'm trying to understand how this complicates this crazy happening. Staring back at Shelly as she soaks in what she's seeing. Her mother lying on the floor slobbering all over and throat fucking her uncle's cock. Once I understood all of that, it was over. Every muscle in my body clenched, my cock swelled to the point of pain in my sister in law's throat and I exploded!

Devin gagged pretty well at the amount of cum I had just lined her throat with and pushed off of me as a result. I let out a loud grunt as Shelly saw what had just happened. Cum leaking out the side of Devin's mouth as she realized her daughter had just witnessed this lustful, adulterous act.

"WHAT!?? MOM??? UNCLE J??? I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS!?" and she stormed out. It was p********'s Day. No School. Shelly had been waiting in her mother's car this whole time.

That's when I remembered my love for Lisa. My heart sank. I couldn't believe it. I can't stop thinking about it to this day.

Devin looked to me worriedly, wiping spit and cum from her swollen, red sucking lips. "I'll handle this." she said as she grabbed her things and fled out the door. I just laid there. Door open. Cock out. Throbbing still, in the cold winter air. Dumbfounded as to what just happened.

Nothing has come out about any of "The Accident" so far.. I haven't seen or talked to Devin since. My wife must not know yet. I am worried though. I feel terrible about the whole thing. It was amazing but now what?

This is completely true which isn't hard to believe because it isn't that amazing really, just for me it was.

I confess that I have a super hot GF that I love and have been with for 4 years, but we haven't been very active in the bedroom for a while. I am 31 and she is 24 and I have much more experience so I tend to get a little bored with our routine and while I have taught younger girls in the past to be great sex partners, somehow it is different with this girl and the sex is just never that great. It is too bad because I do adore her and she is the hottest girl I have ever dated. A European natural blonde with big tits, a beautiful tight ass, and thin waist. Face is just stunning as well. Anyway, I end up fantasizing a lot, sometimes about her being better in bed, or about other girls I know. I end up masturbating a lot too and she knows it and complains. I need to find a way to make out sex better so I would want it more.

Anyway, she was away all this weekend. I am currently doing a volunteer placement somewhere and when I was just finishing up my friday day shift when a very cute young volunteer came in. We got talking and she convinced me to stay for dinner. I noticed she had a fantastic body, very cute face, and was much younger than me although I wasn't sure her age. Somehow I was attracted to her even though she isn't my type really. She doesn't have big tits which I love and she talks like a real ditzy valley-girl type. Normally I would make fun of girls like this behind their back but the thought of fucking her really turned me on for some reason. I told myself that was all just a fantasy as I have never cheated on my GF and I doubt this girl would be into me. I decided not to try anything and knew I wouldn't anyway. She drove me home later and when we parked at my house she asked if I wanted to take her number. This was a clear sign that she liked me. I said yes and mumbled that maybe we would hang out sometime. Later that night I couldn't resist creeping her on facebook. I jacked it to some hot pics of her as I often do with other girls I know or meet. Another hottie in the spank-bank I told myself.

I then decided for some reason I can't explain to text her and say thanks for the ride and it was nice to meet her. She texted back and started up a bit of a conversation with smiley faces. Somehow we ended up making plans for the very next day to watch a movie at her place. I couldn't believe it. Here I was a taken 31 year old who just met this gorgeous little student doing volunteer work one night and the next night we are meeting up at her house, all coincidentally when my GF is gone all weekend. I felt like I did nothing and it all just happened to me.

I fantasized about what could happen at her house and jacked off again. I told myself that I was really just going to go and hang out, have a nice innocent time. When I get to her house she is pretty decked out, as if she is about to go out for the night. I meet her roomie and I assume we will watch the movie all together in the living room. Instead she pours me a glass of wine and takes me to her room. We talk for a while and start watching the movie on her laptop while sitting on the bed. Slowly throughout she gets closer and starts to snuggle up a bit, grasping me at the scary parts. I couldn't believe this was happening. When it finished we stayed sitting and talked a bit. Again, I told myself that I wasn't going to make any move. I have a girlfriend for heaven's sake. The conversation got awkward and I could tell that she was desperate for me to make a move but I didn't budge. Eventually she just jumped my bones and kissed me and we started making out. Still I was thinking, okay I will mess around a bit but I am sure it won't go any further, she is pretty young. Next thing I know she is tearing off my clothes. I couldn't hold back any longer. I peeled off her shirt and I don't think I ever removed a bra faster. My god, her body was amazing. So young and tight and perky. Her ass was just absolutely fantastic. Super tight and cute but still nice hips and a little meat that was so bouncy and supple. One of the most incredible bodies I have ever seen. Perfect perky little tits, very thin but not disgustingly. Amazing thighs. The whole package.

Still with our underwear on, we hump for a bit and then to my surprise she asks if I have a condom. I did. That is the crazy part is I actually brought some, mostly just to add some realism to the fantasy that I thought would never really occur. I couldn't believe I was doing this. I have a fairly large penis and she gasped at it's size and commented on how big it was. As I had hoped she had the cutest little clean shaven pussy. The sex was AMAZING! I pounded the crap out of this little girl and she loved it! She rode me for ages as well. I could easily lift her and slam her onto my cock. It was some of the best sex I have ever had. It was exactly what I was missing. It was instantly better than any sex I have ever had with my GF. And her ditzy little moans were awesome. I now understand why people cheat. It was an amazing experience and it all just fell upon me with no effort. She orgasmed 2 or 3 times and then we very quickly went at it again, which I almost never do and she orgasmed another 2 times. She said it was the only time she has ever orgasmed with just penetration. She was shaking for a long time afterward. I ended up pulling out and she finished me off. I blew my load all over her and it was fucking awesome. There is no better feeling than blowing your load all over a cute skinny little girl way younger than you.

Afterward she asked how old I was, which was obviously eating at her because she knew I was older. When I revealed my age (31) she was very surprised (people often think I am much younger) not freaked out. She was like, as if I just fucked a grown-up. That was so hot to hear for some reason. Then she revealed that she is only 22. I mean I am already way older than my GF and now I just nailed this stunning little 22 year old. I know 22 and 24 are close, but damn, this 22 year old's body was just that much more tight and perky and perfect. I felt bad that she didn't know how much older I was but she actually apologized to me for not telling me how young she was. I said don't worry about it and she expressed that she has never been with someone so much older and never normally sleeps with someone so fast. Suddenly I was very worried about the fallout of all this but I was too happy about the amazing sex. Then she said the perfect words. That we should keep it secret and even though it was a great one-nighter, we probably wouldn't work out age-wise. I couldn't believe how easy it was. She said she wished I was younger because she liked me but instead we would just have to keep it secret friends with benefits. Oh and it also turns out she is a nude model sometimes for artsy stuff and 2 of her roommates are also models. Not surprised with her body.

I am still pretty terrified that somehow or another it will come back to bite me as I never told her I have a girlfriend. I hope she really does keep it on the down-low. As awesome as it was, now I always have to worry that she will send me a suspicious text that my GF will find or just show up at my house. I also worry because people where I volunteer know I have a GF and although this girl is only there one evening a week, something might still leak out. I will have to tell her at one point that I am in a "complicated" relationship and although we slept together I am now working things out with my GF. I hope it all works out. I am really thrown for a loop on this. I really do love my GF but damn, it was so fun and I can't wait to go back. It is tough because I don't feel like there is anything wrong with it, but my girlfriend does and that's what makes it deceptive and bad. I wish we lived in a society that encouraged this sort of stuff. I never thought I would be a cheater but it was so awesome and allowed me to get out some sexual frustration. I will probably be more pleasant to my GF now even. Why must we deprive ourselves of such great experiences? I honestly wouldn't mind if my GF did this sometimes if I did and as long as we still loved and supported one another.

I really hope I get away with this. As awesome as it was, it isn't worth losing my GF over.

Right now I'm in my 19 y/o sisters room with two dirty pairs of her panties and two clean pairs lying on her bed naked and masturbating to her summer2014 album on facebook while in the background is a video of her singing playing on repeat love my masturbating routines

I used to work in a prison in the visiting room. Hot female family members, friends, wives, mother's and daughters would come to visit inmates and while I was on a smoke break or after visits while patrolling the parking lot where visitors parked I would routinely chat them up. If I found any weakness such as they were worried for the safety of the person they were visiting or they wanted preferential treatment I would promise it to them in exchange for sexual favors. Many times I've fucked or gotten sucked off when I should have been working and never did anything more for them than my job. I'm retired now but I miss the amount of hot pussy and mouths I used to have wrapped around my cock on a nearly daily basis. Those were the days.

The usual Saturday morning routine of getting horny after logging on and reading your messages and comments 🥰

Part 18: Need for Adventure [rest of the story on my profile :) ]

Since we moved into the new house, my sexlife has gotten a bit stale. Yes, I was fucking Haley and Anna on a daily basis, but it became a routine. Anna felt the same way. So we had to spice things up a little.

So once again, I was out for prey. At that point I was 31 or 32 years old. I was a trainer for a sport (on amateur level, so training once a week) and let me just say I work with 18-25 year old girls in tight sport outfits. I often heard rumors of one of "my girls" having a crush on me, but I never hooked up with any, because I thought it was too dangerous. I still was close with all of them, they were very open towards me. Since I got married even more of the girls were interested in me (thats what I've heard). Some even openly told me how lucky my wife was and how they would swap with her if they could (told as a joke). Now most of them had boyfriends and the one I was interested in was no different. Her name is Katy, some call her Kat (because she could move just as elegant as a cat).
She is a slim, short (5ft4) brunette with b-cup tits, 21 years young. Her long hair is usually in a ponytail, her sports outfit is a black crop top and black skin-tight shorts. I heard rumors that she had a crush on me some years ago and back then she would always try to get my attention by choosing sexy outfits and getting close to me if possible. I never let her close enough though, so she gave up eventually.

From time to time we had training weekends/weeks. We often went to some training facilty near a lake, this time it was no different. We started training on monday. I had a harsh program for the girls: three training units per day. In between they could cool off in the lake. Just imagine a group of young women sweating, running, being athletic. Then they all get their bikinis out and go swimming. I loved the job as a trainer. At the end of the third unit on monday I let all girls but Katy leave. Her head was red, her body sweaty. She barely looked me in the eyes and seemed frustrated.
Me:"Katy, whats going on? You didnt seem to be on top of your game today."
K(looking at her feet):"Sorry coach."
Me:"Come on, you know I you dont have to apologize to me! I just want to know whats going on."
K:"I guess I had my head elsewhere..."
Me:"Look at me Katy." She did. "We both know you can do better. Next time, breath deeply, focus on the game. Okay?"
K:"Okay."
Me:"And now I wanna see that smile of yours again."
K:"I... I dont feel like..."
I hugged her, pressed her against my chest. First she didnt react but then she put her arms around me too.
K:"Thanks I needed that."
Me:"Now there is the smile I was missing all day. Now get going! You dont wanna miss the swimming do you?"
K:"Why dont you join us? That would be fun."
Me:"Okay I guess."

I got changed and went to the lake. Katy was right, it was a lot of fun. I played with the girls and dunked some of them.
Afterwards we ate dinner and soon went to bed.

Tuesday, we all got up early, had breakfast and went to training. Katy did far better this time. When ever she looked at me I gave her a thumps up. I was rewarded with broad smiles. The day as a whole went well. In the evening I had a movie evening planned. Almost everyone was there, but Katy and some of her roommates were missing. They came 5 min later and without Katy. They told me that she was upset about something and wouldnt come. I told them to start the movie and that I would get her. I got to her room, the door was closed. I knocked. No answer. I called her name but she would answer. So I just went in. She was laying on her bed, crying. I sat besides her and put a hand on her back. She twitched away for a second but then let me. When she would stop sobbing, I pulled her up and into my arms. It was an awkward position and soon my back stiffend.
Me:"Come sit on my lap." I basically pulled her onto my lap and she hugged me and sobbed at my shoulder. Finally she calmed down a little.
Me:"Whats going on?"
K:"Remember how I told you that my head was elsewhere? It's about my boyfriend. I think he wants to break up with me."
I hugged her tightly. A sigh escaped her lips.
Me:"Do you want to talk about it?"
K:"No... please just... hold me..."
She then sat with her face to me on my lap, pressing her chest against me and resting her head on my shoulder. I stroked her back slowly. She relaxed and sunk onto me even more. How her pants were touching my pants. I tried suppressing my erection and for a while I succeded. I stopped stroking her back to make the situation less intimate, but she immediately said "No, please go on... it feels so good..."
So I continued. After a while she said
K: "You know, I think he doesnt find me attractive anymore..."
Me:"Oh come on thats nonsense. You are a beautiful young woman."
K: "You think so?"
Me:"Yes! Whoever says something different is an idiot."
She leaned back a little to look me in the eyes.
K: "That's so sweet of you!"
Then she looked down at herself and me and said
K:"Wow, what would your wife say if she found you flirting with a girl in this position?"
Me:"Well I wont tell her..."
K:"Me neither. So we are good. Could you keep hugging and stroking me. It really helps."
So I did. Her head was on my shoulder again and when I started stroking her back, she moaned a little. I couldnt help it, I was getting hard. I thought she had to feel it eventually.
K:"You know, my BF would never stroke my back like that."
She started purring silently. She leaned back again, her eyes locked onto mine, her look dreamy. Her hands worked their way up to my face. Then she kissed me. I was hard as stone in a split second. Quickly Katy retreated, looking shocked.
K:"I shouldnt have... I'm sorry, I ... I just..."
I just shook my head.
Me:"Its all right, dont worry."
K:"Is it though? Just look how wet I got from that!"
She pulled her pants to the side and revealed her wet panties.
She then looked up at me and said
K:"But it looks like you enjoyed it as well."
Me:"Cant say I didnt, I guess. But we shouldnt tell anybody about it."
Katy nodded, got up and said:"I sorry, it wont happen again, I promise."
Me:"Dont worry about it. Just get cleaned up and come to the movie okay?"
K:"Yessir! I'll be there in a minute."
I left her room and went to the movie. Katy came some minutes later. She looked fine. Over the course of the movie, whenever there was a kiss scene, Katy would look at me and bite her lip. I acted like I didnt notice.

Wednesday started normal. In the traning, Katy was doing okay, not as badly as monday, but worse than tuesday. I also noticed that she looked at me more frequently than usual. She was also wearing no sports bra as far as I could see. Also her string tanga was clearly visible over her ass and the outline under her shorts were visible as well. I had a hard time fighting my boner. My pants werent very loose so I had to be careful. After the noon training, the girls went to shower while I was cleaning up the sports hall. When I was done, most of the girls were already done showering and left the building. I went into the shower as well, which is right next to the womens shower. I heard some more girls leave. When I was using my shampoo, I heard moans from the womens shower (my shower was off at that time, thats why I heard it. Also the shower rooms have no door, just a vision block). I washed out the shampoo and afterwards the moans had stopped. I quickly got dressed and left the gym. I caught a glimpse of the girl walking away. It was Katy.
After that the day went on as usual, until after the afternoon training. Again, most of the girls had already left. When I went to the shower I heard two girls talk. One was Katy, the other one was Rachel, a tall blonde with striking looks.
R:"What are you doing?"
K:"Nothing?"
R:"Come on, you do not cleaning your pussy for 5 minutes straight. Are you rubbing yourself?"
K:"So what?"
R:"Nothing just... Who are you thinking about?"
K whispered something.
R:"The coach? No way. I mean... he is hot ..."
K:"Yeah right? I cant get him out of my head. His tight shirt... And I'm pretty sure I saw a little bulge in his pants."
R:"Yeah I think you're right... And now that you're standing in front of me like that... I'm really turned on..."
K:"Come here.."
I stood there stunned. I heard two of the hottest girls in my team making out and fingering each other. I mean, I heard rumors that this has happend in my team before, but I never believed it. I was too afraid to turn the mens shower on, they might know that I am there then. So I just stood in silence and listened to them finger fucking each other. I hid in the mens shower room and started masturbating. When Rachel and Katy came out of the showers, Katy said:
K:"Would you kiss the coach if you had the chance?"
R:"Hell I would fuck him if I could."
In that moment I shot my load on the floor. I cleaned up after myself and went out as well.

Thursday had both Rachel and Katy watching me closely. They also winked at each other a couple of times. They were playful around me but never dared to touch me for too long. When we were swimming in the afternoon, that changed. They were constantly on me, trying to dunk me. I was still taller and stronger than them, but it was actually challenging to fend of both. I then went for a swim, leaving both of them behind me. When I came back, all but Katy had left. She met me at a depth were she could barely stand.
K:"Coach, I have to talk to you."
Me:"Here? Well okay, what is it?"
K:"I have been thinking about the kiss..."
Me:"And?"
K:"Well... I got so horny I started masturbating thinking of you..and...I really want you and..."
Me:"And what?"
K:"And I'm not wearing bottoms right now."

She lifted her hand out of the water, in it the bikini bottoms. With the other hand she grabbed my dick. I was already getting hard, but her strokes made me harder instantly.
Me:"Do you really think this is a good idea? I have a wife and you have a boyfriend..."
K: "So its in our both interest that this stays between us..."
Me:"I see..." With that I grabbed her and pulled her close.
Me:"But what about the others? they may see us."
K:"They are all at dinner. They wont see anything."

We made out while she was still stroking my cock. I stroked her back in return, getting some purrs out of her again. She wrapped her arms around my neck, pulled herself up a little and whispered in my ear:
K:"Please fuck me coach."
She wrapped her legs around me as well and I lifted her up by her ass. I slowly lowered her onto my dick. When I pushed in the tip she moaned.
K:"Damn, I didnt know you were so big Coach. My BF is so much smaller... ouuuuuh"
My hips moved back and forth a little, penetrating her a little more every time.
K:"Uhh yes. Oh. Slowly, just like that...You are so big.."
When I finally had my whole dick in her she was purring in my ear.
K:"Fuck my tiny pussy slowly Coach..."
So I did. We made small waves, but no sound. I kept fucking her slowly, after 5 min she had her first orgasm and collapsed into my arms.
K:"Keep going, I still want more...."
And so I did. After another few minutes she said "Now fuck me harder. Harder. Even harder. Come on FUCK ME"
I fucked her as hard as I could in the water, she pressed herself against me bit my shoulder and came again. I shot my load into her pussy just a few seconds later.
K:"That was... amazing..."
We parted ways then, she went to dinner asap and I waited for a while before going.

To my surprise, Katy really kept her mouth shut. Friday went by without another incident with her. But Rachel actually sprained her ankle after having a cramp in the noon pratice. So I helped her to the med room, helped her lay down. She was wearing a sports skirt which is kinda uncommon for the type of sport we are doing. She was still panting heavily from all the running.
Me:"I'll take off your shoe and have a look at your ankle alright?"
R:"Okay coach."
I pulled of her shoe and sock, hurting her in the process.
Me:"I'm sorry, I didnt mean to hurt you."
R:"Its okay, I like it rough" and laughed. I laughed with her. The ankle didnt look too bad, so I just got some ice spray to cool it. After I had applied the spray...
R:"Coach? Could you help me get rid of the cramp as well?"
Me:"Sure, what shall I do?"
R:"Can you massage my calves and thighs?"
Me:"Sure thing."
I started with the calf of the leg with the sprained ankle. Rachel laid on her back, the massaged leg bent and the other one straight. She had spread her legs a little so I could see her panties. Her eyes were closed. As I worked up my way to her thighs she bit her lip and whispered "oh yes.. thats good... keep going..." I intended to only massage half of her thigh so I would get too close to her pussy, but she insisted that I should go the full distance. She moaned ever so slightly as my fingers were just inches from her pussy. After my fingers "accidently" touched her panties I could see a wet spot forming on them. After I was done with the first legs I excused myself and went into the sports hall again to tell the other girls what they should practise for the next few minutes before taking a shower. When I went back to the med room I heard Rachel moan even before I opened the door. I knocked and went in immediately. So I caught a glimpse of her wet pussy before she covered it up. She didnt manage to pull the panties all over it, so it was still only 3/4 covered.
Me:"Sorry, I had to tell the girls what to do. How do you feel now?"
R:"errrr... I .. I already feel a bit better but... could you still massage my other leg please?"
Me:"Sure, thats what I came back for."
So I worked my way up her other leg, while she once again closed her eyes and bit her lip from time to time. When I reached the end of her thigh, her panties were soaked and the part of her pussy that I could see wet from her juice. When I pulled back my hand, she grabbed it and said "Thank you Coach...." and looked me into the eyes. I broke eye contact and said "I will send one of the girls to pick you up and go shower, do you want someone in perticular?"
R:"Can you send Katy?"
Me:"Sure, she'll be right with you."

When I found Katy and told her to get back to Rachel, she looked at me suspiciously but said nothing. She kinda brushed me off.

I went to the showers myself and when I was done I heard Rachel and Katy at it again. I didnt dare staying as long as last time so I went out.

The afternoon practice went normal, but Katy seemed to be mad at me. Easy to guess why. Maybe Rachel even told Katy that I fucked her. I didnt know.

On Saturday, we had a show match against another team. I had told Anna about what happend, but not my wife. Anna and Haley came to the game, while Jim watched the house. Some parents of the girls were there as well.
We won the game, partially thanks to Katy. When it was over, all the girls went to the shower together, even Rachel. It was their kind of "aftershow party". Meanwhile I talked to Anna and Haley. After half an hour I excused myself and went to the shower as well. During the shower I thought about Katy and Rachel. The thought of their wet pussies made me hard. I had my back to the entrance, so I didnt hear her come in.
"Coach?"
I turned around. Katy was standing in the door, already fully dressed.
Me:"Hey."
K:"So... who is your favorite girl in our team? I heard what you did to Rachel. Sounded like you didnt want me anymore... So I came here to make sure that I'm still your favorite."
With that she began stripping out of her hot pants, tank top, bra, panties. When she was naked she asked:
K:"Do you like what you see? Your penis does I think."
I could only nod. She flung her cloths behind the door and came up to me. She jerked me off for a while, then started blowing me. I pulled her up, pushed her against the wall and started fucking her while the shower was raining down on us. I started slow again, but Katy asked for more and more. When I reached full speed she tried to speak but only got out one word per pounce.
K:"Wow..I..thought..you..were..fucking..me..hard..in.. the water.. but this.. is.. so..much.. faster... uggggghghgh"
I came deep inside her pussy, ramming in one last time. She collapsed into my arms immediately.
Just as Katy got dressed behind the door, there was a knock on it. The door opened a little and I heard Haleys voice "Hey are you okay? You're taking very long in there."
Me:"Dont worry, I'm done, I'll be out in 5 min."
Katy remained silent, not moving at all. After Haley left and we both had dressed, she kissed me on the cheek and whispered
K:"Btw. Im not on birth control."
I looked at her, stunned.
K(smiling):"Dont worry, I wanted to get pregnant from my BF anyway. We have been trying for several months now. Maybe your sperm is more potent..."
Me:"Well I got.." I almost said four.. "two kids. What if you really get pregnant? You could ruin my life."
K:"If I really get pregnant it will safe my relationship. Not getting pregnant is the reason why I think he wants to leave me. I would be forever grateful. I wont bother you, I promise."
Me:"Okay okay..."

I left the shower after saying goodbye. I found Haley and Anna waiting outside. A young man was standing with them. He told me he is Katies BF and was looking for her.
Me:"Well I havent seen her. Maybe she forgot something and went back to her room." I described the way to her room and he went off. When I looked at Anna she winked at me. I guess she figured out somehow...

From time to time I recieved selfies of Katy, but we didnt have sex again.
Several months later, Katy left the team because she was pregnant. I never found out if it was mine.

End of Part 18

Next story will be more about Anna again :)

Thats Katy in the pic btw

So I've been on a bit of a dry streak lately. Not sure what is up as I usually was always getting laid pretty consistently, but lately it just hasn't gone my way. My neighbor in the apartment across the hall is this girl who is fairly average looking. She isn't hot, but definitely not unattractive. She is not super fit, but also not big or chunky by any means. Like I said, average. We end up hanging out during the week a decent amount just watching TV or we'll take turns making dinner. She has a fiance who lives about 2 and a half hours away and so on the weekends they take turns going to each others place. So a few weeks ago I was over there and a show we were watching had a sex scene come on and I have been so lacking sex that I got hard and she noticed since I was just wearing athletic shorts. She started laughing and I told her it had been a while since I got laid. Out of nowhere she said "well, why don't you just jerk off" to which I told her I do at least daily. She said, "well, yo're hard now so go ahead". I gave her a look, like "really?". She said sure, go ahead. So I whipped out my dick and started stroking and then tried to go over to her and she quickly said, "uh no, I have a fiance and I won't cheat on him so sit back down on the couch and keep stroking." So I did what I was told and within a few minutes she started rubbing her pussy and squeezing her tits. Another minute she had taken off her shirt and her pants and was lying there naked masturbating watching me jerk off. I shot a huge load really quick after that all over my chest and she came about as soon as she saw me do that. We both cleaned up, got dressed and went right back to the movie.Since then she we have done this same routine every weeknight. We now will sit right next to each other on the couch and the other night she said I could stand over her and cum on her tits, but still wouldn't let me touch her or her touch me. I got to say, this is actually a pretty awesome setup for not actually getting laid or blown or anything. But I just heard her fiance show up about 20 minutes ago and I am back to 2 nights of jerking alone. Can't wait for Sunday night to get her.

I live in a college town and routinely post craigslist ads to meet up with women that are interested in married 30-something men. Being up front about it filters out the women with a moral problem with it and some of them actually seek that out. I have a rotation of similar ads so I can renew each day.

It's not a lot of action but I can usually get someone different every couple weeks or so. Mostly married women my age or 40s, occasional college aged girl. Mostly "bbw", so it pays to be into that (I am), but occasionally someone fit. Honestly though, the better looking and higher self esteem they have the more trouble they wind up being. Rather find someone up for anything with regards to sex in backseats, other strange places.

Anyone else do this regularly, have tips on wording the ads, good stories of hookups? If you haven't tried it, give it a shot. It's fun.

My sister has horrible neighbors with a pooch that routinely pisses on their shared fence. So my sister exacted vengeance and has started to piss on their lawn. I was grateful to be there whole she drained her full bladder and i sucked her swollen pussy lips clean before she dressed. We roll like that!

I confess that I am 33M Dom and recently got a new submissive pet-slut. She is 18 asian and very loyal and obedient. She's also a virgin and hopes that I will be her first.

I've taken away here name as my first order of business with all my previous subs and refer to her as pet, slut, or cunt until she earns a name. I plan on training her on edge play at first but am taking requests from ML as to other forms to training and humiliation. Please feel free to suggest anything bearing in mind that I will not force her to break her hymen, we are long distance for now, and that she is VERY new to the scene. She's a bit more chubby than I'm used to so I will get her eating healthy and do a light exercise routine.

Picture is one of her daily tasks to Me where she writes Master near her cunt with the number of days she has been owned as property.

Note: She does have a webcam and crappy cell phone camera and only has access to her webcam on weekends.