I am looking for a social network provider similar to ning, socialgo, grou.ps, multiply etc. One that allows adult content and also reflects the 'age of consent' in my country (UK) which is 16yrs. I have found that all the above networks are controlled by USA companies and insist on US rules, namely that all content be 18yrs and over. Many countries have differing age of consent laws but do they have social networks that reflect this and allow sexual content. Please let me know. I am not interested in a moral debate as that has no place in an issue regarding freedom and the legal age of consent. If you know of an independent network based in a free and open country that follows their own age of consent laws please let me know.

the sudden enforcement of sodomy laws is whats responsible for the bestiality crackdown we are seeing, right here on good old ML too.
now whether or not beast is your kink doesnt really matter. but if you are happy that its gone remember this : sodomy means EVERY type of sexual act that is not meant for procreation.
if sodomy is going to be illegal and enforced, soon all sexual acts that do not end in babies will be illegal. (may take a while, true, but NO MORE PORNO is the endgoal here. the beasty stuff is just to open the door) just wait. your particular kink is soon just as illegal as old.
trust your government ! they know whats good for you better then you do !

sigh,

as far as freedom, liberty and logical thought go, does anybody else feel like we are steadily going backwards as a species ?

the sudden enforcement of sodomy laws is whats responsible for the bestiality crackdown we are seeing, right here on good old ML too.
now whether or not beast is your kink doesnt really matter. but if you are happy that its gone remember this : sodomy means EVERY type of sexual act that is not meant for procreation.
if sodomy is going to be illegal and enforced, soon all sexual acts that do not end in babies will be illegal. (may take a while, true, but NO MORE PORNO is the endgoal here. the beasty stuff is just to open the door) just wait. your particular kink is soon just as illegal as old.
trust your government ! they know whats good for you better then you do !

sigh,

as far as freedom, liberty and logical thought go, does anybody else feel like we are steadily going backwards as a species ?

the sudden enforcement of sodomy laws is whats responsible for the bestiality crackdown we are seeing, right here on good old ML too.
now whether or not beast is your kink doesnt really matter. but if you are happy that its gone remember this : sodomy means EVERY type of sexual act that is not meant for procreation.
if sodomy is going to be illegal and enforced, soon all sexual acts that do not end in babies will be illegal. (may take a while, true, but NO MORE PORNO is the endgoal here. the beasty stuff is just to open the door) just wait. your particular kink is soon just as illegal as old.
trust your government ! they know whats good for you better then you do !

sigh,

as far as freedom, liberty and logical thought go, does anybody else feel like we are steadily going backwards as a species ?

Hello, not to offend, but ALL states below the state of VA should throw in the towel on all things that involve the aspects of Hotwifing, Cuckolding, BBC, stag/vixen, "playing", and basically ANYTHING that has to do with having "ADULT" fun.....I said it and mean it.. To the young bulls here, I suggest a trek to the northern, western parts of the U.S. are very much more fruitful. I am speaking from total experience. The amount of fuckery involved is totally askew and misaligned with the codes, class and culture of the very definition of freedom, fun, and fucking. From conversations of husbands that speak of the lifestyle in long term chats and pics series, only to realize converasation is only for his sick enjoyment, The offering of a wife that is the obvious example of a disingenious sexuality from a man who has turned to "experimenting"(to be kind) with his bisexual nature and attempts to barter manhood for pussy (odd, but true). There NO reason hat this should be as prevalent in this culture. Also the amount of "substances" outside of good converstion, 420, and good drinks are needed in order to obtain the sexiness and orgasmic fullfilment is not to be believed. Anyway this is to serve as a side note as to the tainted fasade of a experience of fun fukking and frolicking. One more note, the imaginary "unicorn" should NEVER have a need of obtaining any type o9f finacial gain. My resume in the lifestyle is quite extensive. I'm not writing to step on any toes, but make those who attempt to join the fun not to be discouraged but encouraged....also AMA...

Seeking a full-time personal assistant and companion, to serve the dark side at the highest level

I will become responsible for a special project carried out worldwide at the top level of theistic satanism. This makes it necessary for me to have a full-time companion , as my personal assistent for various duties, mainly in converting key figures to satanism. I am therefore searching for a dedicated companion. This is not just a partnership; it’s a complete devotion to a lifestyle steeped in freedom, exploration, and ultimate submission, where lust prevails and laws are flexibel.
It will not be easy, at least not most of the times. Your role will be very demanding, but it is also extremely rewarding. You will be in the known and have every opportunity to experience the reward of following the dark path and letting lust prevail without remorse

Age, Background and Availability:
You must be over 35 and available full-time. You have Dutch, Belgium, German or Romanian nationality and no restrictions for travelling e.g. due to past convictions . You have a valid driving license and have had one for at least the last five years. You should not have any dependencies—no children or obligations that would interfere with our life together. Your life before this commitment will become irrelevant, a memory and I want to emphasise that you should have no obligations to anyone. You must be willing to live with me, where you will be respected, but have to be submissive and comply with every request, always, no exception. No is not an option when told to do something. You have no conscious, no empathy, no remorse and preferably are a functional psychopath. Education at bachelor level or higher. Fluent in English. Ideally, you should have some familiarity with theistic Satanism or a willingness to convert, preferably from a baptized roman catholic or orthodox cristian background. You will have to converted if not already a satanist, if you are already a theistic satanist you know what to send in, if not please describe why you would want to be a statist, how you think about christianity.

Sexual Experience:
A history of sexual promiscuity and comfort with anal sex and gangbang scenarios is essential. You should have Chemsex experience with stimulants, preferably slamming, but I am looking for someone without problematic use.You will engage with multiple partners as part of our lifestyle. Al intercourse will be anal. We will record videos for instruction and you must be comfortabel to have sex in public places and churches. You should have no shame whatsoever. If you are on the shortlist of candidas this will have to be proven by letting me fuck you in a crowded place. You wil, have sex when told, with whomever I demand. You will function as a cum collector after which I will savour the cum directly from your ass, which I shall worship and will be my temple. It will be all about your ass, not your pussy, nor your dick if you have one and your looks are irrelevant, although you have to be passable as a woman in public places, because of our mission. You must have tits, not that I care but they are essential for the mission, if you don’t have tits you will have to undergo surgery at our costs, after about a year of service.
Because it is essential I repeat: You can be cis, trans, a sissy, or a crossdresser, but you must be passable as female. A photo showcasing your assets is required. Do not react if not passable in dim lightning, it is essential for your tasks. In that respect a cis woman would be ideal, but I doubt I will be able live with a cis woman, as much as as I Iike feminity, but there have in the past been very few German and Romanian women that could have been a fit. If you are a pre menopausal cis woman we will block your menstruation.

Please respond by June 15. After that date, I will contact the candidates I’m interested in for a personal interview. If you believe you can fully commit to this lifestyle and meet the criteria, I look forward to your reaction. But before you write think twice and be sure that you fully understand what is asked from you.

This is a one-way journey—once you step into this life, there’s no turning back.

This lifestyle is not for the faint of heart. You must not judge lightly and be prepared to think deeply about your decision. It’s a rewarding but intensive commitment for life, as you’ll be actively involved in converting others to our beliefs. you will be treated with respect, but obedience is non-negotiable. Your role will involve worship, particularly of your physical form, and you will be expected to fulfil tasks such as groceries, meal preparation, and welcoming guests. You will not be one off the regular sluts that fuck for Satan, but my right hand, temple and companion, functioning at the top-level.

goddamn, fuck Jesus, expel the holy spirit
Hail Satan, Hail Satan, Hail Satan

My Ayahuasca retreat wasn't that bad at all. (Sorry for the shitty pic!)
Being depressed my best friend bought me a ticket to go on an Ayahuasca retreat - and the insights were mind blowing. The wild thing is the sexual freedom. I'm not sure how other places do their ceremonies but this place had very beautiful tribal women/priestesses who helped in so many ways.
These ladies (there were probably 6 ladies in total) were assigned to each person at the retreat. I got two of them, who would pamper me after the initial "come back to reality". They were always topless, and when you went to your room they'd strip naked and caress you. I didn't know what the protocols were so I kept my hands off, until the second evening - when the lovely ladies pictured started out with a nice hand job, blow job and then full on fuck session. The also didn't even care about protection, but rather felt getting a man to cum inside of them after talking with "the goddess Ayahuasca" was a spiritual thing. Has anyone else experienced this? I do know my buddy chuckled when I told him about me getting laid almost every night there, and cumming in not just one woman but two repeatedly... he just said, "That retreat is a special retreat for souls hurt from sexual PTSD. Obviously whatever they did worked."
I could do a post about what I saw when I was "traveling" in my other state of mind on the drug... but I just had to post the sexual aspects of ayahuasca are highly underappreciated. I did get one of the girl's email addresses, but she was adamant that she's not looking for any relationship, her job is to be a guide and priestess to help others in this life.

I am always fascinated by all that people post, so let’s all be open about our fantasies. I wanna see as many people post as possible, tell me your sexual fantasies, anything you always wanted to do to anyone, be vague or be descriptive it all is perfect, just tell me, who do you want, how, where, let the lust flow in your freedom to say all you lust for

The Freudian Slip
An erotic, mostly true story (names omitted) of finding the love of my life.

It was my first marriage, but she already had a child when she was a teen. I met her when I was 35, she was 33 and her daughter was 18. She dedicated her life to her daughter and finally when her daughter turned 18, she decided it was time to slow down and find someone special. The honeymoon didn’t last that long in our marriage. I was always ‘too sexual’ for her, always ‘groping her inappropriately’. The final straw was when I found some emails and a text message about how she liked sucking on his dick before he stuck it in her ass. I was a broken man for a long time. I invested myself into my ex-wife 1000%. Her daughter was very beautiful, and I never even once hit on her, or made any moves.
After much therapy, I came out the other end ok. It’s been 15 years and I’m 50 years old now. Sometimes I’ll have anxiety, so I’ll go through my insurance and find a therapist or counselor. My insurance recommended a woman and I called to make an appointment. It took about a week, but the day came and I went to her office and low and behold it was my ex’s daughter (step daughter). She was a bit shocked to see me. She said she saw my name but she was sure it was someone else. She had beautiful long brown hair, nice hourglass figure, brown eyes and soft supple breasts seemingly not strapped in by a bra. She blushed, she knew I was looking.
“It’s been a long long time, dad. What have you been up to? What do you want to talk about today?”
“Well I don’t know how this works, perhaps this is a conflict of interest – because sometimes I think I have PTSD because of what happened between you and your mother. I’ve been ok I guess. Well obviously not perfect, because I’m here…”
“Oh, tell me more…” She said, looking me in the eyes. I shied away, looking down at the floor.
“Don’t be nervous, you can tell me anything.”
“I’ve never been married since your mother left me, I just didn’t want to be hurt again. I feel my life is just bland but I also don’t want to go through the physical and mental pain again.”
“Physical pain?” she asked.
“Depression, when I’m depressed my body aches horribly.”
“Understandable. So I’ll be honest with you, when I moved out and after she did that to you I broke contact with her,” she said still looking at me in the eyes, she smiled, “she ruined her own life to be honest, and she did her best to ruin yours too.”
I looked at her confused, “what do you mean she ruined her life?”
“Take a deep breath, dad.” She laughed, “Can I call you that?”
“Yes, of course. You never got to know your own biological father, so of course you can call me dad.”
“Good, we’re on a Freudian path” she laughed, then continued, “Dad listen, the guy she left you for had her hooked on some bad things. I was away at school and she was smoking meth and crack. The last time I saw her she was at a clinic and had track marks all up and down her legs from heroin usage. You dodged a bullet. She’s tested positive for HIV, and a bunch of STDs – probably from whoring herself out to get drugs. So I couldn’t handle being around her anymore so I cut ties with her. And I found it awful that she did that to you. You were always so nice to her, to me. You expressed your love in so many ways and she shit all over you. I looked up to you, always thinking that when I find a guy or girl that I’d want someone like you. Hell, when my mom met you I had a major crush on you. In a lot of ways I wish you would have kept in contact but I do understand the emotional trauma of what she did pushed you away. I did kind of stalk you, you’re pretty easy to find on Google, so I kept track of you but kept my distance because I didn’t want to remind you of the trauma mom had caused you and me too.”
I didn’t know what to say, it was a lot to take in.
“I just don’t know what to say, that’s horrible what happened to her,” I said, feeling a little bit of peace that the bitch was getting dragged through the sewer like the cunt she was.
She put a hand on mine, “It’s ok dad. You probably feel a lot of rage and anger and that’s why you’re here.”
I looked into her eyes and I melted. She absolutely was putting on the moves.
“Tell you what,” she said, “My last appointment is at 7:30 PM, so why don’t we catch up over some coffee? You’re a coffee drinker, right?”
“Uh, yeah absolutely.”
So I made plans to meet her after she got off at a well-known coffee shop (Starbucks). I was a bit worried that I was taking her kindness wrong, that I was mistaking it for being interested in me.
I got her cell number and left.
On my way to Starbucks she texted me, “What kind of coffee do you want? Already here – I got this round!”
So I texted her I just wanted the house coffee with cream and sugar.
She was sitting at a table with her laptop and I approached her and sat down.
She looked up and smiled, and then gestured around her, “look at all of these nosey people who can’t mind their own business when an attractive looking man sits down near a younger professional female. That’s human psychology, always judging, always making shit up in people’s heads.”
I laughed, “well, they have dirty minds then – forget them. How have you been all these years? You look absolutely stunning, and I’m not saying that out of turn – just letting you know you’ve grown into a very fine woman!”
She blushed, “And how does that line go…” she thought for a second, “you sir, have aged like a fine wine.”
I laughed, “you’re totally hitting on me.”
“I’ve got daddy issues, daddy. Seriously, my mother doesn’t know who she lost. I’ll be honest, I’d take pictures of you and masturbate to them, I had such a huge crush on you. You’d get my panties soaked just by giving me a hug, and well – just being around me, can confirm, you still do.”
My anxiety started to kick in, “is this a joke?”
“Absolutely not. I was so jealous of my mother, I wanted you so bad.”
My dick was getting hard.
“Yeah but you probably have someone special now, and I don’t want you to be unfaithful to them.”
“No, I’ve had a few girlfriends, but nothing serious at all. I’m a single girl enjoying my freedom. I didn’t charge you for the session today. I won’t ever charge you, ok?”
“So you’re a lesbian?” I asked.
“No, I swing both ways,” she laughed and spilled a little bit of her coffee.
“Yeah but I was your father for a few years and …”
“That’s what makes it so hot, you literally are my Freudian sexual fantasy, that step dad that every girl wants to fuck but never gets to fuck and here you are… and well, perhaps this pussy still has a chance?”
I was done talking, I haven’t had sex in years, “It absolutely does.”
We went back to my place, I was nervous as hell.
She unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out, “mom lied, she said you had an ugly little dick – this is a thick monster.”
Her lips wrapped around the head and she started sucking. I felt her open her mouth wider and I was in the back of her throat.
She unbuttoned her shirt and pulled her bra off revealing her beautiful breasts, looking up into my eyes as she continued to suck me.
“Daddy, I want you to be bad….” I pulled my shirt off, she caressed my chest and her lips stopped sucking, and she kissed me on the lips, and then let her tongue work its way back down to my throbbing cock. She pushed me down on the sofa, and started going to town on my dick with a passion I’ve never seen before. With her mouth full of my throbbing meat, she’d moan. I felt like I was going to cum, and pulled her head off of my dick.
“Mmmm, daddy likes my mouth,” she said erotically, “wait until daddy’s dick get’s a taste of his daughter’s tight little pussy…”
“You’re a bad girl,” I whispered to her.
“You have no idea daddy, I’ve been a very bad girl.” She moved her naked body across mine, I could feel her soft warm breasts gliding on my skin. Her mouth enveloped mine, her tongue jutting inside my mouth and I could taste her sweet saliva. Her hips swiveled, teasing the head of my cock with her dripping wet pussy. She knew exactly what she was doing.
“Mommy never wanted me to have a dick this good, daddy,” she said as she pushed down on my cock, taking all of me inside her wet, tight hole.
“Make me a good girl, daddy I’ve been so fucking bad!”
I smacked her ass with my hand hard, “Watch your mouth, you know better than to swear around me!”
“Oh yess daddy! I’m so sorry daddy, it’s just that your dick feels so fucking good in me.”
I spanked her again, even harder as her pussy massaged my cock. I grabbed her beautiful tits and licked her nipples. I felt her body tense up, her pussy locked on to my cock – all of her muscles tightened and she let out a scream and began bucking wildly.
“Oh fuck daddy, daddddy your cock is so good I’m cumming.”
I felt a flow of warmth dripping down my balls as she collapsed on top of me.
I held her tightly and kissed her forehead as she panted, I could feel her pussy muscles convulsing in pleasure around my hard dick.
She whispered, “daddy, I always wanted to taste your cum…”
She got up and knelt between my legs and started stroking my cock, then licking it with her tongue.
Her lips gently kissed the tip of my penis, and then she swallowed it. I could feel my balls tightening up, and she cupped them in one hand and stroked my cock with the other as she blew me.
I called her name, “I’m going to cum.”
She didn’t relent, she quickened her pace, sucking harder, stroking faster. I emptied my balls in her mouth. Pulsating over and over, cum sprayed into her warm wanting mouth. I could feel her gulping down each ejaculation as I lost complete control of my body. I grabbed her head and pulled her lips down to the base of my cock and kept coming in the back of her throat. She swallowed it all.
We decided to date, and after a few years we tied the knot. Some people might be wondering about the legalities, but I never legally adopted her. My ex-wife and I were only married for about 3 years. My “stepdaughter” moved out when she was 19, almost 20 – but she always treated me with respect and we were pretty good friends. The last we heard, my ex moved to another state, and she might have passed on from a drug overdose. Neither my new wife, nor I want to research it or find out. I guess that's what prompted me to write it on Motherless. She's Motherless - and has been for a long time it seems.
Anyhow: That’s how I met my second wife. We have a lot of fun, and we’re extremely in love and she’s pregnant now. She’s due in 3 months! Everything happens for a reason. Sometimes you have to walk through fire – but understand that things will eventually get better, it just might take some time.
No, that picture isn’t her – I chose it because it looks like her (so much so that it could be her twin lol).
We still do daddy daughter role playing! I’m also ok with her having some fun with women if she wants but she chooses not to.
“You fulfill my fantasies, daddy.”
Real? Fake? I don't really care if anyone believes it - I just needed to vent.
Peace.

What is with the age of consent laws in the US? 18 is as arbitrary as any number, and while it's not even the age of consent in many states, most think it is the law of the land. And even if your state has a lower age of consent you can't make a video or photographic record of your exploits? WTF?

And worse yet, the prudish American system effects the freedom of people in other countries, which while they have more common sense ages of consent, they too are sucked into the vacuum that is not being able to make sexually related media until one is of the age of 18.

I think I might just live in Germany forever!

I got divorced last year. Marriage just went dead, but it was dead, sexually for a while. We met young, and things got really stale really quick. It all added up, and, we split.

One would think I would miss the sex, yes, maybe, but sex was so vanilla, that it just wasnt enough for me.

So, a few months back, I met a woman, 50, divorced, nice looking, big tits, and we, kinda, got into a casual relationship. Had sex a few times, nothing special, but still hot having a woman by your side. Well, here is where things get interesting.

After a night of drinking, I got a litle rougher, booze was flowing through me, so after fucking her doggy, with ass slapping and hair pulling, I pulled her by the hair, when I was about to finish, and came on her face.

I had a similar experience with my wife, after that, she pretended it never happened, and gave me a straight up answer, that she is "not that kind of girl".

But, my new friend didnt. She told me "that last night was hot", and that "she never could do that with her ex husband". Then, it hit me. I am fucking a 10 years older version of my ex wife. She told me, she, actualy, never gave head to her ex husband, and that they never did anything "exciting", because she didnt feel nice while doing it.

It hit me - it is all about inhibitions. She never sucked off her husband, but loved it when I came on her face, and drunkenly slapped her with my cock afterwards. So, it all went in the right direction after that, dirty talking, anal, she licks my ass, blows me in semi-public spaces, it all just went bullocks, and the sex is amazing.

It makes me wonder, if my ex found her sexual freedom, like my new friend did?

I confess that I feel incredibly sorry for the people of today being repressed sexually, mentally, and physically by moderate politics. Historically every time this type of thing happens to populations it generally denotes a society in rapid decline trying to bolster upper and religious class morals through enforced ideals and slogans and defining it as morally just, all the while ripping off the wealth and resources of the general public to entrench themselves as the 'ruling class'. In short- "give them something to bitch about and they'll never notice our hands on their wallets nor their eroding freedoms". Amazing- I personally think that religion, as a whole, sees it's future influence over people declining and are pitching a next to last-ditch effort to ensure it's power over the general population for future generations by reducing the rights originally available to the people by the Bill of Rights. Not by reduction of law and order, but by making the system so restrictive and watched over that a person will always be in the wrong morally and legally and so will always need religion and laws for guidance from any standpoint, in order to fit into their definition of what a just society is or is not. After all, we are just 'children' in the eyes of their lord, right?

Attn: Ladies. Im just going to lay it out there. This is what I want in my life. If you are into the same thing, looking for the same thing then please let me know. I want freedom to be open and express myself sexually with a lady holding nothing back. I want to have a family thats open and "close". I want to walk around by my pool in my backyard and go swimming naked with your/my daughter. Are there any women out there that are REAL who are into jb that want to explore and be open about there darkest, deepest desires without judgement? Im tired of hiding my true feelings. I do not want to be with another girl that I feel I have to hide my desires. ANY LADY who shres these feelings, or just wants to share there desires with someone without judgement. Please message me.

My name is Steve. I'm 31 and recently divorced. My wife was wonderful in so many ways, including the bedroom, but we slowly drifted apart after 10 years. I've always been interested in wilder sexual activity but was far to scared to act when I was younger. Now that I finally have my freedom back I'm going to do all the things I want so bad but am afraid of.
I live in a large city, and while I was new to this experience, I had a good idea of what part of town to visit. It was Saturday night and I found a bar that seemed pretty popular. the place was packed with mostly men, and they ranged from very conservative to the extremely flamboyant. The fist thing I needed was liquid courage. I knew what I wanted but was still very nervous. After a couple shots I relaxed a bit and ordered a drink. Tried to be talkative to the people around me, and most of the guys were friendly. A few of them were VERY friendly and I had to let them know they weren't what I was there for that night. In a back area of the bar there was a group of women. Some seemed like bikers in a dress, and some were the most beautiful women you have ever seen, most were somewhere in the middle and after a few drinks looked good enough. There were a few guys dispersed among them and a few guys nursing beers and staring longingly.
As I approached quite a few heads turned to see who was approaching the group. I waved and nodded my head at them as I passed through. There was a table near the back wall with a couple girls at it. One was a gorgeous brunette, a little under 6 foot tall. Her hair was long with short bangs halfway down her forehead. Dark brown eyes with long black eyelashes. She wore a small blue dress that barely held her breasts captive. A black choker necklace wrapped tightly around her neck. When I got to the table I could barely speak.
"Hello" she cooed
"Hello" I said looking deep in to her eyes. "Can I buy you a drink?"
"I have one, but you are welcome to join me" She motioned to the seat next to her.
The two girls sitting with her got the hint and quickly found another table.
We talked for a while, just idle chit chat. She could see I was hesitant but knew I wanted her. The bar was loud and we both played the game of speaking softly and moving closer to each other. I had one hand on the table and one on the back of her chair. Finally, after what seemed like forever, she laughed at a dumb joke and moved her hand to my knee. In my head I was screaming, "my god this is actually happening, this could actually happen" I used the adrenalin to make my first small contact which was only to shift my arm so it was resting on the chair and placing my hand on her back. At that point we started talking closer and closer and our hands started moving, caressing each other. She said something I couldn't hear, and leaned forward to whisper in my ear, and spontaneously shifted my head to kiss her. Every first kiss is electric after all the tension you've built up, but this was 15 years of longing and was amazing. My hand shifted to her cheek and around the back of her head running her hair through my fingers. She pulled back slightly, looked in to my eyes and said "Finally, what do you say we head back to my place where it's a bit quieter?"
"Yes"
She grabbed my hand and pulled me through the bar to the front. She shivered as we walked out into the night and I put my arms around her and held her close. She smiled at me pulled me to a cab.
It was a short drive to her house but we couldn't wait. Our tongues danced as my hands ran down her side, over her ass and down her sweet thighs. I kissed her neck and she moaned slightly. I saw the driver staring in the mirror and kept thinking, "he has no idea what is really happening!" which was probably not true since he knew what bar we came out of but my head was spinning.
The cab dropped us off and we headed straight up to her apartment. I followed her into the living room. She turned and started to ask me something but I grabbed her, pulled her close and kissed her .
I reached back and unzipped her dress, she let it fall to the floor. My hands flew up and down her back. I grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her tight.
"Slow down" she said as she pushed me back onto the couch.
She kissed me again and she unzipped my pants and pulled them off. I ripped of my shirt and tried to kiss her again, but she held me back against the couch.
"I'm in charge now" she said softly
She kissed the middle of my chest and slowly moved down my stomach, using more tongue as she went. She would lick and follow with a strong kiss. Her hands started on my knees and traveled up my thighs. Her hand finally cupped balls and started to massage them. Her other hand reached into the fly of my boxers and freed my cock. She wasted no time when she saw my cock. She opened her mouth and suck all 7" between her lips, all the way to the base. She pulled back till only she had only the head in her mouth and teased it with her tongue. Then back down and up and tease, and down and up and tease. It felt wonderful. She started following her mouth with her hand, pumping up and down twice as fast as her mouth. She pulled up and completely off my dick and started running her tongue up and down to bottom side of my my cock. Her hand started pumping faster as she slid her tongue down to my balls. Her tongue danced all over them trying to soak every inch. Then she opened her mouth and gently sucked one into her mouth, released it, and sucked in the other, meanwhile she was pumping furiously away on my dick.
She pushed my legs further apart as her tongue again appeared and slide down the bottom of my balls. I started groaning louder and she stopped pumping. She squeezed my dick down at the base till it started to hurt. Her other hand lifted my balls and her tongue started to gently caress my ass hole. It was a strange but welcome feeling I tried as hard as I could to relax and enjoy it but it was over quickly. she slammed her face back down on my cock and returned to her first approach of moving her mouth up and down and teasing my head as her hand twisted and pumped. SHe continued sucking my dick and I didn't notice her other hand rubbing my balls until I felt a finger push deep into my ass. It was shocking but she just left it there and continued sucking my cock. As she felt me relax she slowly started sliding her finger in and out of my ass.
I was getting close to cumin and she could hear it in my voice, so she pulled her finger out of my ass and slid up my body to kiss me. I reached back and unclasped her bra which she flung away and leaned back to let me see her perfect breasts. I needed to feel them and suck on those nipples and she was happy to oblige. I leaned forward and pulled one of her nipples into my mouth as I massaged the other with my hand. She threw her head back and giggled which melted into a moan. She grabbed the back of my head and held it tight as she spun us around so I was on top of her. I tried to move up to kiss her but she held my head firmly against her breast. It put me at an uncomfortable position so I had to slide off of her till I was kneeling on the floor between her legs. That was when she released my head and started rubbing my shoulders. I could tell where she was guiding me, as I've guided a few girls the same way.
I used her technique of kissing my way down her stomach as my hands slid up her thighs until they met at her panty line. At this point my heart started pounding in my chest. What am I doing? Is this really what I want or just a fantasy? She must have sensed my hesitation because she reached down and pulled off her panties.
And then I was sitting inches away from a semi-hard, 6" cock and balls. Panic shot through me.
She wrapped her hand around her dick with one hand and with the other lifted her balls as high as she could. She lifted her left foot and rested in on the couch as far to the side as she could.
"Lick my ass baby" she whispered as she moved her right leg around my back to pull me closer.
I have done this to a few girls to get them read for anal so it seemed a little more normal for me. I dove in licking her ass and pushing two fingers deep into her. She immediately started moaning and wiggling around me, cheering me on so I started getting more enthusiastic about it. I reached up with my free hand and started fondling her breast. I could feel her starting to stroke her own cock. I removed my fingers from her ass and replaced them with my tongue. Wiggling and pushing it as deep as I could. I moved my free hand up and cupped her balls. She immediately moved both her hands to the back of my head. I kept licking her ass and massaging her breast, and slowly my other hand moved from her balls, to the base of her cock, and finally wrapped around it. I felt a sense of accomplishment with this move and lost all reservations. I stroked her cock a few times but decided quickly this was my time. I lifted my head as I pulled her cock down until it was aimed directly at my mouth.

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I am in a middle of a mid-life crisis, and I am a woman.

My husband - I didnt find him attractive any more, and that has been the case for a long, long time. I have cheated, with three different men over the past 15 years, two of those were a one night thing, while the third one, I had an affair with him, that lasted for over two years, but it ended, when he refused to leave his wife for me.

I also have a lesbian friend, who is into BDSM, and out of curiosity, she took me to one of these parties, where I pretended to be her slave. I have always been a free spirit, and curios (well, I guess that is why I am here), and that thing excited me. Not in a sexual way, but it was exciting to see the extent of freedom some people live in.

So, I told my husband about that, confessed that it wasnt hot in that way, but that maybe we should try something new. I have to admit, I did this solely for my own pleasure, I couldnt care less about him, but, it lead us down the path of experimenting and fantasy, which ended up with us going to a swinger party.

My heart was racing!!! Oh, the things I expected...

What a let down. A bunch of fat, old people, looking disgusting and doing disgusting things. We sat it out. Somewhere, after a few hours of drinking and laughing at ourselves, the one good looking woman in there, blonde our age, approached me, and asked, if she can borrow my husband. The look on his face, when I said yes, oh my god, I wish I had a camera to film it. Then her husband came by, and he, again, asked, if it is ok for her to take him to the room. She is good looking, but compared to him - lets say that it is obvious that he settled for her.

As they went off, he sat next to me, and we started talking. I was thinking he will ask me the same thing, but he didnt. We spoke about swinging, and when he learned that it is our first time, he apologized - they had no idea. But in the end, he said, that my husband will be hooked for life after tonight, bragging about his wifes skills I guess.

When they came back, he wasnt able to look me in the eyes, and we soon left, but not before she gave me her number, and I gave her mine.

I could see that he was shook , he was kissing me, and being so caring towards me on our way home. He thought I would be mad, since it was obvious that nothing happened between me and our new friend. I couldnt care less, I just wanted that man.

I was the one to call her. We had coffee, just me and her, and I come to find out that she is a successful lawyer. I did feel a bit small after that conversation, but she was the one to tell me that, if the party thing is too much for us, we could see each other in a private arrangement. She likes my husband (she told me this in an insecure tone, looking like the shyest girl from the catholic school), and that her husband likes me as well.

And it was done. My husband wasnt so sure, but I saw through him - he wasnt sure if it was my trap, but after he realized the offer is genuine, he agreed.

First time we met up, it was at our place (we considered many other options, but that one sounded the safest), and since these two were so experienced in this, we followed their guide lines, so we started with a few drinks and jokes, to lighten up the night.

It wasnt long, and I was bent over the side of the bed, with him licking my anus, while rubbing my clit with his fingers. I have never done that before, and between him doing it, and hearing the moaning of my husband with his wife on the same bed, I came, with my eyes closed, like I never came before.

My lover came almost right after he entered me, and my husband and her, were still doing it, with raw passion.

So, since the first night was a success, this became our thing, once a week, every given Saturday, we would do this. After some time, some paterns developed. He would go down on me, satisfy me, and then, upon entry, he would cum really fast. Them, on the other hand, started evolving into this power fuck couple, that started going further and further, lasting longer and longer.

I saw a change in my husband, not just in sex, but his confidence sky rocketed. My partner was so eager to please me, and he has done it so well, but when I tried to make us do the same, it would flop. Once I wanted to start it with giving him a blow job - he liked it, but again, he came really fast, and, again, I ended up on my back, being eaten out.

So I started making the best of it, I would look at them making love, while he was doing his thing, and I realized, that I have traded my alpha fucker husband, for a wimp. And I would cum hard, while looking at him go, watching his confidence, his strenght, the power he was doing it with her. I would cum two, three times, asking my wimp lover to continue, just to watch him make love to her, except, he wasnt making love to her, he was fucking her like one would fuck a street hooker.

And she was over the moon for him.

He took charge. First, he took off his condom during one of our sessions, with the words "cant stand this shit any more", they didnt object, but my wimp lover continued to use his - I guess to make him "last longer".

He started calling her names, slapping her, and one time, he just said "bend over and give me your ass". And he just took it, right in front of us.

I have tried to do the same thing with him, when we were back home, but he wasnt interested, told me he is tired, dried up etc.

He wasnt, he just didnt want me.

In the end, he asked for a divorce, at the same time she did. I did ask him why, even though I knew the reason, but when he told me "you made me feel like a worthless slug, she makes me feel like a man", I should have stopped asking. But I didnt, so he told me I "took his manhood, convinced him that he is worthless to the point where he started feeling worthless, as a lesser man".

They are living together now, and I have stopped all contact with my unfortunate lover. And, that is it, I fucked up.

The Waitress - BDSM Erotica by SteelCity412

I was just about to wrap up my shift when the new girl at work asked me, "Where can I find my time card?"

She had red hair, a short stature, with large breasts. She wore glasses, and had an overall nerdy look, and a great ass. My co-worker had told me earlier she was only 19 and was taking a break between high school and college.

I was 26 at the time, and although she was young, I found her quite attractive. She worked front-of-house at the restaurant as a bartender, while I worked in the back as a cook.

I told her, "Don't worry Ashley, I'll grab a time card for you."

Over the next few weeks, we would run into each other after our shift. I often would deliberately make sure I wrapped up my work around the same time she did, so we could have time for a chit chat. One day, I asked her for her number, and suggested we should hang out sometime after work, since we both work such non-traditional hours.

She agreed.

About a week later, after having some drinks with my friends, I decided to text her and start a conversation. After we exchanged a few texts back and forth, she also admitted to having a couple drinks as well.

Ever meet somebody and just KNOW they are perverts, just like you?

Almost out of nowhere, she texts me, "Do you like kink? I am a submissive."

I was overjoyed when I read this text message. It had been a little while since I had a prospective slave to train according to my sexual needs and desires. I remember pausing and thinking on how to respond. I still had much planning and thinking to do.

I simply replied, "I enjoy BDSM too, but that relationship requires healthy communication."

She didn't text back.

We saw each other at work, but we didn't speak about the text conversation for a few days. We would talk about vanilla, mundane things. However, she became more eager to chat with me, and was quite friendly, more so than before.

After a few days had passed, I decided to text her after a late night at work.
I texted, "Hey, would you like to come over to my apartment after work this weekend and participate in a scene with me?"

She texted back, "Sure :-) I would love to. What were you thinking?"

I replied, "I think it is important that we start off with training you according to my sexual needs. I think it would be intelligent for us to have a phone conversation prior to meeting, so that I can direct you on my expectations. Also, I want you to take time to decide whether you are genuinely interested in committing to the training."

The phone rings.

When I picked up the phone, she said nervously, "Hey Mark, it's Ashley from work."

I greeted her back and said, "So, you would like to come over to my apartment this weekend?"

She replied with a quiver in her voice, "Yes."

I said, "Well, I want you to think about spending time with me seriously. You're going to have to be a good listener, take direction well. It won't be easy, but if you enjoy being service-oriented, then you will find our time together rewarding."

She replied, "I enjoy being submissive, especially being objectified. It's a headspace I like living in, and I was wondering, can you email me your expectations of me, and I can let you know if I can meet them?"

I said, "Absolutely, I don't want you to be totally in the dark about what I need from you."

She replied, with more confidence, "Great!"

The conversation eventually shifted toward more vanilla things, like work, and her going back to school in the fall. She became more trusting of me, citing an issue with her other partner, eventually admitting that he has problems being dominant in the bedroom, even though it is a headspace he desires to have with her.

I told her, "Some people have different roles in your life. Perhaps you need another partner to meet that need."

She paused for about five seconds, let out a nervous laugh. She changed the topic, talked about the recent heatwave we were having, I told her I was tired and needed to go to bed. She admitted the same and we hung up the phone.

The truth is, I wasn't tired. I needed to get to work on outlining what I needed from her. I spent the majority of the night typing up a summary of the training session. At certain points, I paused, helping myself to a cigarette.

I remember thinking, "Should I ask this from her? Maybe she won't be into this."

I decided to press on. I listed everything we would be going over that evening: How to orally please me, leash training and different commands, toilet training. My requirement that she will be expected to be naked at all times upon entry to my apartment. Punishments and corrective measures that I will have to take if she needs them.

Most importantly, I included a mission statement I wrote for her to read and memorize and recite on cue.

At the end of the email, I concluded, "And at all times when in my apartment, you are to address me as Master."

I clicked send.

When I arrived at work the next day, I was filled with excitement at the thought of seeing her. My cock was hard all day long, filled with anticipation.

I thought, "I wonder how she'll react when she sees me, will she talk to me at the end of my shift?"

The work day concluded and as I punched out of work, Ashley taps me on the shoulder and says, "Would you like to walk home together?"

I happily replied, "Sure".

We started off down the street talking about the work day. She talked confidently, telling me how she kicked a drunk patron out of the bar. She took on a much more assertive demeanor around me then I ever had seen.

Once we walked far enough from the restaurant, she said, "So... I read your email and I am excited about this weekend. Do you want to come over my place tonight?"

I replied, "That's great! I am happy for you. But, I am not interested in meeting tonight, we are meeting in two days, this Sunday, at 9pm. Correct?"

She affirms, "Yes, absolutely! My apology, I didn't mean to cross a boundary."

I said, "We can talk about it on Sunday. This is my street, excited to see you this weekend!"

We gave each other a hug. I could feel her perky breasts underneath her clothes and the scent of lilacs, the perfume she was wearing. We parted ways.

Sunday arrives and what seemed to have only been two days since I saw Ashley felt like two months. I was excited to put it mildly. My cock was hard since I woke up that morning. I made sure not to masturbate, making sure I had enough for our time together.

That afternoon I picked out my outfit I would be wearing - a black pair of dress pants with a black long-sleeved shirt, perfectly clean and wrinkle free.

I placed my bamboo crop in the corner of my spacious living room. I made it myself, painting it black - picking bamboo since it is so light and easy to swing. Also, I placed my red-collared, bright metal-chained leash on the coffee table along with a marker. I bought a nice doggie bed for her to lay on and placed it in the corner of my living room. My last item was a dog bowl with some water. Surely she might get thirsty.

9 o'clock arrived and I hear a knock on the door. I walk down the private stairs that lead up to my apartment and there's Ashley, smiling and saying with confidence, "Hello Mark!"

I smile and say, "Hey Ashley, come on in!"

We walk up the stairs to my second floor apartment and exchange informal chit chat about work.

"You know, that guy at the bar was a real asshole the other night", she says, while walking up the stairs.

I reply, "Yes, but you held your own, that's all that matters".

She laughs loudly. Maintaining her confidence and wit.

We get to my living room and she glances around, seeing the items I have placed about the apartment.

She giggles and asks, "What's this?" pointing to the leash.

I reply, "That's yours! Remember?"

She giggles again, but this time, nervously. I can see her realizing that I wasn't kidding.

I wasn't fucking around.

She looks around some more, and after a solid pause, I ask her, "What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?" she says.

I firmly reply, "You are suppose to be doing something right now. Don't you remember?"

She slowly puts her purse on the floor and begins taking her coat off. Her voice changes, becoming more downtrodden and apprehensive.

She softly says, "Yes."

"Then what's taking so long?" I reply assertively.

She slowly begins unbuttoning her purple collared blouse, revealing her black bra. All the while shifting her eyes between her blouse and my general direction. She isn't smiling, she isn't frowning either.

I can tell she is becoming embarrassed and insecure. My cock swells in my pants. I don't hide my erection. I want her to see how large my cock is getting in my pants. I want her to know that I am taking control.

"Can we hurry it up here? Come on, come on, let's go!" I mildly exclaim.

At the sound of my voice, her body lets out a quick jump, and then she promptly begins to take her bra off, while unbuckling her jeans.

"I feel like I'm a little overweight, so that's why I'm apprehensive."

I gently replied, "Don't worry, I'll be the judge of that.'

She takes her jeans and underwear off together, revealing red, trimmed pubic hair, and a fair-skinned pussy.

Once she took the final item of clothing off, her socks, she stood up folding her arms over her breasts, obstructing my view.

I say, "Look at me."

She looks down at my feet.

I repeat louder, "Look at me."

She finally looks directly into my eyes.

"Put your arms at your side" I say.

She slowly puts her arms by her side, eventually breaking eye contact with me and looking at the ground.

I exclaim, "Good girl! See, now was that so hard?"

She continues to stare at the ground.

I begin walking around her, with crop in hand, clinically observing her naked body. She remains quiet looking down. Her breasts were large, with medium sized, puffy, pink nipples. I place the end of my crop underneath one of her breasts and press up to see underneath. I was pleased.

I approach her, still quiet, and continue examining her breasts with my hands, gently squeezing them in my hands. I bend down, and begin licking her breasts.

She begins to moan a bit, and I immediately stop, fold my arms, and say, "Look at me."

"Did I say you could moan?" I calmly, but firmly say.

She plainly replies, "No."

I say, "No... what?"

She replies, "No, Master."

I happily reply, "Good girl!"

She faintly smiles, and I continue my examination.

I finish licking her nipples. Then, I began to grab her ass, very lightly, and run my hands all over her back, then back down her legs.

I said, "You have a very beautiful body."

She didn't reply, still looking down.

I stepped back from her, and said, "Look at me."

She looks over. I put my hands on my hips and I say, "Look at my crotch, my cock is hard, and it's because you have a beautiful body, and you're being a good girl. What does a good girl say?"

She dryly replies, "Thank you, Master."

I say, "Now try that again, but smile when you say it."

She mildly smiles and repeats, "Thank you, Master."

Then I direct her on her first command.

"Okay, so now what I need you to do is learn how to 'present'. This is important, because I need to examine your pussy, and I want to be able to view your pussy by simply saying 'present'.

Get on your hands and knees, and raise your ass in the air, push your hips out, so I can see your pussy."

She looks at me, embarrassed once more, but acting much quicker on the command than before. She gets on her hands and knees and puts her ass in the air, somewhat high.

I say, "Be a good girl and raise that ass up higher."

She does, and I exclaim, "Good girl!! Are you ready for your treat now?"

She somewhat smiles and says, "Yes, Master"

I kneel down next to her. I work my hands gently over her ass, and tease her, lightly rubbing the inside of her thighs. She quivers, anticipating what I am about to do next. I begin rubbing the outside of her pussy from behind her legs. I take my time. I nicely tell her, "You can vocalize if you'd like."

She begins moaning as I place my finger inside her. Gradually, she gets louder, uttering "Yes, yes, oh, thank you master, yes". She begins acting more primal, more of the whore she really wants to be for me.

All of this time, I have been totally clothed.

She begins to approach her climax, and then I immediately stop pleasuring her. I stand up, and walk in front of her, and she looks up at me, with her ass in the air. Her body language and face express a desire for more.

I say, "Now it is time for you to see the object that you are here to please. It is something that commands your total respect and service. Look at my crotch."

"Yes, Master" she says genuinely, staring at my fly.

I slowly begin to unzip my pants, and I delicately present to her my 8-inch, hard cock, with my balls hanging out of my pants, and place my hands at my waist.

"Now, until I tell you otherwise, I want you to keep total eye contact with my cock. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master."

"Good girl. Now, you need to understand my cock is much different than other men's. It has complicated needs. It's a privilege that you get to see it, and eventually please it. Today I am going to show you how to orally service my cock, among other things. Are you prepared to please my cock?"

She obediently says, "Yes Master Yes".

"Alright. Now it is time for you to profess your dedication. You were instructed to memorize your mission statement as a precondition for your training, are you prepared to profess?"

Still staring, fixated on my hard cock, she says, "Yes Master, I am ready to profess."

"Then start" I tell her.

With her ass still raised in the air, her pussy protruding from behind her legs, her breasts dangling towards the ground, and her eyes looking reverently and respectfully at my hard cock, she says:

"I believe absolutely, and totally, with my body and my mind, in humbly worshipping Your Cock as my god. All of my sexual needs are secondary to Your Cock. I will always respect Your Cock without question. I will always eat Your Cock's cum without question - unless told otherwise.

I am here to be used, degraded, and treated like the dirty whore that I am in order to satisfy Your Cock. I do this willingly and eagerly. I seek to learn more about myself through service to You, and will do so happily."

My cock begins to throb and firmly point upwards in the air. I can feel a rush of lust and anger course through my body. Still standing with my hands at my waist, I say

"Get on your knees, keep your hands at your side."

She does so nervously. I walk towards her slowly until I arrive directly in front of her face. I maneuver the base of my cock onto her face and place it at her closed mouth, my balls hanging over her chin. She begins to look down again. I say,

"Look at me in the eyes".

She looks up at me with a blank expression. She can't believe what just happened. Just before we were regular co-workers, flirting every once in a while. Now she is acting like a mindless whore. I wait a few seconds, and I say

"I want you to taste my cock. Put my whole cock in your mouth."

She immediately does so, slowly, still looking up at me. As she gradually places my cock in her mouth, I begin to feel the power I have over her. I decide pause, look up, and enjoy my power over her.

Then, she begins to rock her head back and forth, sucking my cock.

I become enraged. I did not instruct her to suck my cock, merely taste it. I immediately take the back of her head, slowly and forcefully shove my whole cock down her throat, remove it. As my cock exits her mouth, a string of saliva trails off the tip of my cock. I bring her head close to my face, and quietly yell

"I told you to TASTE my cock, not SUCK my cock. Dirty whores are good listeners. Why won't you be a good listener?"

Surprised at my first show of force, coughing, she begins to say, "I'm.. I'm so sorry Master, I.."

I slap her across the face. "Bad girl, bad girl!" I say. She gasps, and I grab her hair and force her head towards my cock with my right hand. I begin repeatedly slapping her across the face with my cock using my left hand. All the while, I say

"Repeat after me: I'm a dirty little whore."

She replies, "I'm a dirty little whore."

I say, "Fucking look at me whore. Say it again, over and over."

She repeats, "I'm a dirty little whore, I'm a dirty little whore, I'm a dirty little whore, I'm a dirty little whore.."

I continue to slap her face with my cock as hard as I can. She flinches a bit, but I grip her head firmly in place by her hair. She looks bewildered and humiliated. I can see she is becoming distraught.

I step back and place my hands at my side, proudly presenting my cock in the air. She, still on her knees, her face a bit red, either from my cock slapping her, embarrassment, or both, composes herself. I say,

"Do you see what happens when you disrespect my cock?"

She say, "Yes Master".

I say, "Well how am I going to give you your treat if you don't respect my cock?"

"I'm so sorry Master. I will work harder now."

"I know you will" I replied.

While she's still kneeling, I walk over to her, and place my balls on her closed mouth. My cock, laying across the right side of her face, is partially obstructing her view from her right eye. I say,

"Now, it is time to taste my balls. Open your mouth and place them there until I give you further instructions."

She does so, wrapping her lips around them. I wait longer this time, finally reasserting my dominance. I begin to feel saliva collecting inside her mouth. She does a good job, not sucking. I say,

"See! You're being a good whore now. This is what good whores do!"

She remains dedicated to the position, her face staying in place underneath my cock. I wait a little longer, and remove my saliva soaked balls.

I stay close to her, with my cock close to her face. I say,

"OK, good girl! Now it is time for a treat. Are you ready?"

"Oh yes Master, yes."

"Alright, it is time for you to orally service me. Do you have any thoughts on how I would like my cock pleased?"

She asks, "Do you like your cock sucked cleanly, or do you enjoy it sloppy?"

I was very pleased by this question. She being only 19, I didn't think she would understand the different ways of pleasing a cock. It became obvious to me she had been trained as a mindless whore before.

I replied excitedly, "Make it sloppy, I enjoy seeing saliva drip out of your mouth and onto your breasts. I also want you to try your hardest to put all of my cock in your mouth. And when I cum for the first time this evening, you must open your mouth, and look directly at me, swallow my seed, and say "Thank you Master"."

I added, "Now, get on all fours and come with me to this mirror and get back on your knees. I want you to know how you look when you are pleasing me well".

She agrees, saying, "Yes Master". She crawls over to the mirror, gets on her knees.

I say, "Begin" and she says, "Of course, Master" and she immediately begins sucking my cock.

She was enthusiastic, glancing at herself in the mirror. She made a quick, repetitive motion with her head. I could tell she was excited to finally have the freedom to please me with more freedom. She also used her tongue for a moment, licking my cock like a dog. At times, she made slurping sounds. She never wiped the saliva off of her mouth.

Every so often, I would infantilize her, saying "What a good girl! This is what good girls do!"

Then it finally became time for my first ejaculation. I prepared myself not to utter a groan. But rather, affirm her nicely while I cum for the first time. It's important that she has positive reinforcement the first time around. I want her to do this often, and I want her to have a positive memory of tasting my seed.

I say, "Alright Ashley, it's time for you to receive your next treat! Are you ready?"

She says in a muffled voice, still devotedly worshipping my cock, "Yes Master, Yes!"

I grab the back of her head by the hair, snap her head back. She immediately opens her mouth. I begin rubbing my own cock, pointing it towards her mouth. I say plainly in a direct tone,

"You've been such a good girl. Good cock sluts eat and enjoy cum. Can you smile for me? Are you ready?"

She smiles nervously and says, "Yes Master."

At the sound of her voice I begin to cum. I grab her hair tighter and hold her head firmer into place. I had been hard all day and the volume of cum my body had stored up was unusually large. The first stream shot directly into the back of her mouth. She flinched a bit, surprised at the force in which it left my body. The next few streams landed nicely in her mouth. She was overall comfortable with my cum. I can tell she'd done this before. After I finished, I said

"Let me see my cum in your mouth."

She opened her mouth wider so I could see. It was a huge load. Then I said,

"What do good girls do with cum?"

She looked at me, my cock still hard, my hand still holding her head in place close to my cock. She swallows and says,

"Swallow Master".

And I say, "Good girl! Good good girl!"

*to be continued*

I confess.
I fucked a nun.

When I was in college.

I can hardly believe it, You won't, but I made the move and I don't regret it, it is a highlight of my life.
(ok I have a boring life)

We all were into nude beaches, massaging the usual counter culture sexual freedom love your body stuff.

The nun just left the order after she inherited some money and didn't want it go to the church.
She was a long time friend with my GF who lived at home and had a hot tub.

We had 2 other couples over and we all went for a tub. We were all collage age except for the nun. After we tubbed and had wine, we had a group massage session on the floor, rubbed scented oil onto each other and gave massages in a darkened room.
I was massaging the nun, of course.

It got erotic as my hands rubbed her breasts then she, a little nervous and turned over on her stomach.
I was straddling her, knees on each side as I started at her shoulders.
I massaged her back and worked down to her butt which was covered by a modesty towel, used to cover private parts while you get a massage.

Very discretely, under the towel, as I rubbed the butt cheeks, I slowly worked my hand to her butt crack, down to her inner thighs and brushed against her hairy lips.

She was wet and barely responded to my touch except for a little jump.
I didn't know if she was a virgin but figured since she was older than me, about 35-40 and I was 23, her pussy would be open.

I was hard as a rock with the towel covering her ass and my dick.
Soon, I slid my fingers down right on her lips.
She clamped her legs tighter a bit, but I figured she wanted to protest not stop me.

So, I backed off then returned with no resistance, and started to finger her button as I continued to massage her with the other hand. No one was watching and it looked innocent.

I made her cum and she flowed like a stream, she only trembled, no moans etc.
She didn't push me away, so I slipped my dick between her thighs and slid the head near her pussy lips.
I then leaned over, massaging up on her back so I had a good angle and to others, my movements were clearly for my massaging as I slipped in and out between her thighs.

She really tightened her thighs as I rubbed it up and down her lips, bumping into her button, fucking between her legs not inside.

Soon she shifted and with all the wet I slipped the head into her past her lips and just a little into her hole. She froze and started to squirm but I was sitting on her and it slipped in rather deep as I took 2 strokes.

I quickly pulled out as she arched her back and I thought she would roll me off in major protest. She was frozen in that arch then relaxed as I whispered "I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to go in" into her ear as I leaned way over her massaging her neck.

It was too much for a 23 yo. I was fucking between her thighs and had a well controlled cum so no one would tell.
Now I noticed her hand was rubbing her clit and was no doubt covered in cum.

My cock withered quickly, I was scared I fucked up big time, maybe I would be seen.
I used another towel to wipe the oils off and cleaned her up discreetly, with the towel she was laying on catching the cum

She got up to take a shower with a little kiss on my cheek.

****
And this is the crazy part.
My GF's dad came home a day early from a business trip and walked right in on all of us in a naked massage session.
Told us to clear out and went to his room.
He didn't see the nun or maybe he would have freaked out.

The nun came back out all composed and thanked me for the massage.
We all quickly left.

Just got a random text from my FWB "I'm ovulating, it's friday, I'm horny, I'm hungry (pizza tonight, my treat!), need dick, need cum."
"It's a date. I won't pull out either."
"Good, see you at 7?"
What if I get my FWB pregnant?? I've known her and been fucking her on and off for a good 10 years. She's never had a steady boyfriend, I've asked her out - but she likes her freedom and always says "let's just keep it as friends."
I know she has fucked other people in the past, but now she mainly just calls or texts me to come over. I don't have a girlfriend, she kind of suits my needs sexually - usually fuck her all weekend at her place.
I don't want to text her about getting pregnant, don't want to ruin the mood for her - but idk what she'll do if she does get pregnant from me. I mean I am a bit in love with her, but just play the FWB game because that's what she wants.... anyway. Enjoy her pic.

I have an uncontrollable fetish for vouyerism... especially when it comes to women I know. Something about the fact that they trust me and see me as a close friend makes it so much better when I get to view all their most private, intimate moments. I've invested money in a number of pinhole cameras over the years, which I've taken to setting up in bathroom, bedrooms, other assorted places, just so I can collect footage of my female friends, which I've compiled into a pretty sizeable collection. My best stuff often comes from my own house, when I have them over. The fact that it's my home give me more freedom with locations, because I can install cameras temporarily in well-hidden, but riskier places (inside the toilet or shower for instance.) I can honestly say that I know every nook and cranny of these girls, and it makes me feel so powerful; just knowing when I'm talking to my best friend of 7 years about a guy she's interested in and giving her advice that at any time, I can excuse myself to her bathroom, pull out my phone, and jerk off to detailed pictures and video of her ass, tits, and each and every hole. I know which of my female friends enjoy masturbating most, and which ones enjoy anal stimulation, as well as any other preferred areas and fetishes, and where they keep their toys. I know which ones shave their pubes. I know what underwear they're wearing on what days, and even some of their most private and embarrassing secrets, like the one that is always picking her ass when she thinks nobody is around to see.

It doesn't stop there either; I've managed to blackmail a few of them into voluntarily sending me even more (anonymously of course), just by capturing such material of them in places where there are too many potential suspects for me to be suspected, like big parties with other friends. I'll take the incriminating visuals and send them a sample, threatening to show all their friends if they don't get on webcam and do exactly as I say. As of right now, this strategy has left three girls directly under my control, digging themselves deeper and deeper as they continue to do my bidding, each time adding material to my arsenal and allowing me to make bolder demands. One of my many exploits for instance involved coercing one of my roommate's sisters into fucking herself with various produce, and then eating it.

I'm a monster, I know. I love my friends, and I would never let harm come to them otherwise... but they are objects of my sexual deviance, and that part of me has taken priority any time I knew I could get away with it. If I was more experienced with illegal purchases, you can bet I'd already have stealthily drugged several of them in order to make more material of my own. Maybe some day.