Ok. All natural without shaving. Could someone tell
Me whether I should lose weight and do squats? Or boost my ego by telling me I shouldn't! Either is fine!

My asian gf is having self steem issues. Let me know what you think of her so she can boost her confidence.

Just like that

protein boost.

*Takes a deep breath* ......I'm a furry..Dr.Phil sucks for having a fucking furry related episode..he is such a failure,so he's having to use us furries to boost his fucking ratings. Fucking asshole,We don't wanna yiff you Dr.Phil!

just had a great day drinking and ended up back at my place, my 18 year old daughters friend and I got it on and had some great sex I was feeling love and she said the same. foookin marvelous.My confession is I am 52. i am obviously still up for it and gave myself a cofidence boosting performance. Being more experienced I treated her with respect, love and we really had a moment. I doubt if it will happen again but it was for both of us I believe really lovely

I confess I am sick of and so over american idol. Thy are using the drama to try and boost ratings because it sucks now.

My wife has always been self-conscious about her image. She doesn’t think other guys would find her attractive. Let’s help boost her spirits, and I might throw in some nudes if you’re really nice.

This is my slut. She's not comfortable with her body. I love it. I would like others opinion and hopefully I can show her the replies to give her confidence a boost.

Vitamin boost

Lost virginity to an escort the other day and seriously, my only regret is I should have done it sooner. I did hold out and try to save it for a real relationship, really did try and I guess personality wise I have spent my life being lazy, introverted, shy and of course a bit jealous that everyone around me was getting laid.
I know it's not their fault that they are the complete opposite and have a lot better confidence in themselves, but I've only just recently really started to pull myself out of a long slump I found myself in. Also recently, a girl that I'm into doesn't seem all that receptive to my advances and I am trying to accept backing off, but I was tired of shooting and missing again. Just wanted to know how it felt. I was a respectful client and she wasn't all that bad looking either. Hell we could have dated if she wasn't already an escort, haha.
I have tried to find real relationships, my tries have been few and far between, but as I found myself getting older (30 now), wasted my 20s focusing too much on school and just keeping head above water and have really got nothing, it was something I feel I just had to do.
Of course it wasn't how I envisioned my first time, and the laughs and taunts can come all they want because I don't care, it's nothing I've never heard before by hundreds of people already. Now that it's out of my way, I really do feel a major confidence boost. I needed it :)
Yes, protection was used.Come on, if you're a virgin by age 30, you might as well, right? haha!

I shall title this confession post:

When Your Hooker Has A Surprise For You (And It's Not a Penis)

I have made a post or two about a blonde MILF hooker (escort, technically) I've been seeing on occasion by the name of Savannah.

The last confession about her that I posted was after going to a strip club. I was drunk, horny and had her roleplay as a stripper that takes me into the vip. That night we sucked, we fucked and in the heat of the roleplay when I wanted to fill her up... she sank into her roll and told me that she wasn't on birth control and that if I wanted to cum in her I would have to fuck her in her ass (she's actually fixed).

She ended up riding me reverse cowgirl with my dick buried deep in her ass. I took in every moment, slowly climbing to a huge orgasm, filling her shitter with my seed. I didn't think I could cum as much as I did. I will never forget the feeling as I erupted deep in her, I wish I could properly describe it.

Tonight was my 8th time going to see her (I believe). I wanted to cum in her ass again, so I told her I wanted that same roleplay.

After seeing her many times I've come to accept that she is always "running late". She leaves me sitting in the driveway while she is preparing for our time. She actually cares about what I want and I have no problem waiting for her to put on outfits, makeup... whatever. I've come to expect the wait.

Same thing this time, no surprise. As per usual she told me that she was getting ready and it was worth the wait.

Then she tells me that she was ready and I went to her door.

I walk in to find her and another, younger hooker dressed up like strippers with a chair in her living room for me to sit in. I'm in shock as I realize that she was setting me up with this girl as well. I didn't bring enough to pay both, but then I gathered that they expecting nothing additional in return. I was in awe of this young, skinny, sexy brunette who keeps starring at me up and down. She seems excited, but I was the one in heaven.

They gave me a hot double lapdance and made out with each other. The young hooker started kissing on me. As things heated up Savannah, taking to her character, says we need to go in vip if we want to keep the fun going because they will get in trouble on the floor. Before long they both have me by a hand and are dragging me into the vip (bedroom). They undress me before Savannah gets down and sucks my cock while the younger girl made out with me and rubbed my balls. After while she joined Savannah and they took turns sucking me taking little breaks to make out.

I laid down on the bed and my [new] favorite hooker jumped straight to sucking me off. She gave a much better blowjob than Savannah. A lot more tasteful use of suction and tongue.

As she did so, Savannah played with and nibbled on my nipples before looking me in the eye and told me that I need to pick one of them to fuck from behind.

I thought about it and had to clarify... pick one to fuck "first". I was correct, they both wanted to fuck. I was getting ready to fuck Savannah when she stops me me. "One thing different this time..." she reached for a condom and told me we were going to be using rubbers.

Savannah and I had not used a condom since our second time together. By the third meet I was exploding deep in any hole I wanted... down her throat, in her pussy, and in her ass. I wasn't excited about using one but I agreed.

Two naked whores in front of you, you don't complain.

The brunette put the condom on with her mouth and I was staring down Savannah who knew I wanted her. Before I could fuck Savannah the younger one was already telling me that she wanted to go first. She hadn't got the vibe that I was ready to fuck savannah first, but I liked that she was eager to fuck me. I looked at savannah as the brunette took position bent over with her ass in the air, face in Savannah's pussy. She liked to keep her legs together for doggy style, so I slid between her skinny thighs and started fucking her pussy from behind.

It was a beautiful sight, as I'm sure you're imagining right now.

But the rubber was having negative consequences. After a little while I was having a bit of difficulty staying fully erect due to not being able to feel her pussy around my cock. Savannah knows this is not normal and she looks up at me saying "your dick just doesn't like condoms, does it?".

No, no it doesn't.

Savannah tells me that I can take it off and she would fuck me. Apparently the condoms were just for the younger girl.

I get ready to pull it off when I hear the younger one talking to Savannah saying that it was okay and that she wanted to take it too. I could see Savannah giving her a serious look as she says "are you sure...? I guess if you want to, you're the one who knows your cycle." I hear this and before I even have confirmed that was fucking her raw also I had the rubber off, was at full erection and positioning to fuck her, completely ready and go.

This sexy skinny brunette with a beautiful tight ass looks back at me as I line up to enter her bareback. With the look of approval, I slide in and feel everything. She was way tighter than Savannah and I truly loved the way her pussy gripped my hard cock as it began to get more and more wet.

After while I had her pushed down flat on her stomach as I pounded away, making her squirm under me as she came. Her pussy overflowed , contracting in all different ways. I pushed myself to the edge a few times. I began pulling out to where just my head rested inside of her opening, in order to control my orgasm.

There were definitely a few times that cum was leaking out of my overe-stimulated dick into her pussy. After pulling out to my head a few times I remark at how badly her pussy makes me want to cum. Savannah tells me to make sure that I don't and tells me to save it for her.

She obviously didn't want her younger hooker friend to get knocked up.

I fucked her for another 5 or 10 minutes before telling Savannah that I wanted her to ride my dick.

I slid out from behind her young friend who was panting, covered in sweat (both her own and sweat i was dripping down onto her) and laid down on the bed. Savannah took position and slid onto me. I began thrusting upwards, pulling her down as I pounded up into her. I made her squirt on me and her friend remarks at how hot this was to watch. I fucked her into three squinting orgasms, completely soaking me. Her friend assumed position at some point during this to lick my balls. Next thing I know I feel my orgasm building... I smack her ass as I grow closer and closer, finally throwing my arms around her back, digging my nails in and flood her pussy with my jizz. I lay there with my pulsating dick buried in her as her friend cleans the leaking mess, remarking at how she was content and that was "the biggest dick she had all day". It being just before midnight, this gave me a nice boost. After 5 minutes or so Savannah climbs off.

We began to talk as I tried to get dressed. It turns out that she asked her friend to join us for two reasons: she loved my dick and told her friend how much she appreciated me for being cool, and having a dick that was "something special". I first heard those words come out of her mouth the first time we met and I made her cum over and over, nearly to the point of her passing out. Also, it wasn't a good day for her when it came to anal and she thought this might make up for it.

It did.

Savannah mentioned one thing that caught me off guard but really turned me on.

The first time we fucked bareback I tried to get her roleplay mom/son with me. She wasn't comfortable with it, but agreed to stepmom/stepson. After we got together for it, I didn't think she was that into it... but on this night she mentioned how much it turned her on and that she didn't expect it to.

I think it might be worth trying to convince her to do mom/son. Maybe mom/son/daughter, if that sexy young thing can get kinky with us.

What I do know is that I will at least definitely be filling my stepmom's ass with a nice big load very soon here. I really want to see if I can push her boundaries even more and go full mom/son.

Hello,

thank you for taking the time to read my post. This may seem a lot different then most posts on here, but it is an honest one! :) I am looking for a woman who would be willing to mess around with my disabled stepson sexually. You do not have to have full on intercourse with him, but I would like you to relieve him and please him. This may sound weird, but the thing is he is disabled. He is intelligent, but he is very very shy, but the main aspect of is disability is known as ulnar nerve entrapment, which he has in both arms, meaning he has very limited use in his fingers/hands. Some days are better than others, but he is inable to do anything himself, and his shyness holds him back socially as well. He is actually attractive, and I'd like him to have the selfesteem boost and the release.

If this interests you, please respond.

We could be PC and pretend masturbating and internet porn don’t exist, but they do. And there is a very big problem with internet porn. Internet porn is a succubus whore from Hell intent on draining you of your vital seed, your testosterone, your energy, and your desire to succeed and conquer.

Or, to put it mildly, masturbating to internet porn does not do a body good. Internet porn is like a drug addiciton. The access to endless variety of porn causes you to constantly search for the “perfect” scene. This leads to massive overstimulation of the brain, the overstimulation causes a dopamine (dope) release into the brain (your fix). After you have an orgasm it’s like coming down off a drug. After all that excitement, that endless stimuli for the brain, your body just shuts off and you turn into a lazy piece of shit. How many time have you been about to do something, decided to just have a “quick one”, and by the end 30 minutes later had no motivation to do anything? I already know the answer: a lot.

Here are 10 reasons to stop masturbating to internet porn:

1) Internet porn saps you of precious energy – When you give up the porn and the endless masturbation sessions you have a lot more energy and drive. You want to get out and take care of business. You want to make money, you want to hit the weights, and you want to go and talk to that cute little blonde in the cereal aisle – and you just may have blueballs enough to do it.

2) Internet porn can lead to erectile dysfunction – Keep at it and eventually you will only be aroused by internet porn. Right now guys in their TWENTIES and even guys in their TEENS are having trouble getting hard without porn. They have to keep finding more and more disgusting and outrageous porn scenes to satisfy their hunger. Eventually nothing will do it but seeing a naked black man buttfucking a dog. That’s serious business. Keep up with the porn and it will happen to you too.

3) Internet porn will make you want to stop having sex – Why bother with sex when you have every fantasy in the world available at one of your hands? Japan is a notoriously porn friendly country. Japan is saturated with porn. In Japan there is an entire culture of young guys called “Herbivores”. These herbivores have no desire for sex. All this porn and now the guys don’t want girls, they want sex with their hand, or sex with robots or nothing at all. Japan now has the lowest birthrate in the world. Can you see the connection?

4) After you stop masturbating to internet porn your voice may become deeper – Straight from the horses mouth, this is what guys who have stopped masturbating are saying happens.

5) After you stop masturbating to internet porn you will have more self control and will power – I’m telling you from personal experience you just plain feel better and stronger and more masculine. It’s the opposite feeling after masturbating to internet porn.

6) After you stop masturbating to internet porn your Testosterone will rise – According to this article, Testosterone is slightly higher when abstaining from orgasm. And it does rise slightly during sexual activity—before dropping back down to normal. Having sex with a real life girl increases your testosterone while having sex with your hand and sitting in front of a computer with 5 different pages open decreases it. I don’t need a science article to tell me that, I know it to be true from experience.

7) After you stop masturbating to internet porn you will become calmer, more rational, and less anxious – Again, straight from the horses mouth. Check out the link below to see all the positive results guys are getting.

8) You will become more attractive to women – Let’s assess the situation. Who do you think women find more attractive? A) Guys who spend their time in the dark, jacking off to endless streams of porn, finish after about an hour, take a nap, finally make it out in the sunlight (or not) and can’t even look them in the eye. Or B) Guys who don’t spend their time playing with themselves for hours, are full of testosterone, not having spilled their precious seed twice that day, have a deeper voice, and have the ability to make eye contact.

Easy answer.

9) You can stop getting viruses on your computer- Viruses are a pain in the ass and can sometimes take days to deal with. Most computer viruses come from porn. Eliminate the source, eliminate the virus.

10) If you can’t believe me, then take the word of these gentlemen who beat their addiction to internet porn and reaped the benefits – There are 90 pages worth of positive results. I’ve only quoted from the first few pages:

“I really like where I’m at now. I am so much calmer. I am losing my rage and anger which I am glad about. I have found out that the temper I had was linked to this addiction.”
“Social anxiety was the problem I faced right from my childhood. (I was too much interested in science, unlike normal kids, so I always had a feeling that I was not “one of them.”) I experienced huge improvement in my confidence and selfassurance since cutting out porn. I have more energy now and I am exercising daily. (I never did before.) I now perceive myself as a self-assured, successful guy, rather than some introverted jerk.”
“Daily exercise and porn abstinence really seem to help. I am enjoying my new lifestyle now. In contrast, after I started watching porn, my social anxiety was boosted.”
“I’ve noticed the longer I stay away from porn that it’s easier to talk to them [women], flirt and get into conversations.”
“One week after quitting porn and masturbation I met a new girl, which even a month ago would have been unimaginable to me”.
“Another thing is the extra attention I’m getting from the opposite sex. I’ve never really had a problem talking to girls and they’ve spoke to me in the past of course, but it’s incredible how often girls start random conversations with me now! At a recent wedding I went to, for example, there were few people on the dance floor and I decided to get up and have a dance with my aunties. Then all of a sudden I was surrounded by women who were all grabbing me and wanting to dance with me! I’ll be honest; it felt good to have that attention!”
“It’s amazing how much of a difference there is. I’m a lot less nervous, more coherent, confident, everything. It really does feel like my real personality can come out.”
“The effect on my social life keeps getting better. I’m finding it really easy to talk to people, especially women. Someone made a comment to me the other day at my salsa class. Something like, “You like to talk to the ladies, don’t you?” I didn’t even notice because I was having so much fun but, when I think about it, he was right.”
“[Later] I started doing push-ups at work with some of the guys. When I started out I was at like 15 push-ups, and I was struggling. Well today is the first time I have been able to do them with these guys since I have gone 60 days with just a couple orgasm/ejaculations. They were shocked at how many push ups I could do. They all commented on not seeing anyone increase from where I was at about 2 months ago to what I am at now. Today I did 200 (not all at one time ). Maybe not superman but a big improvement in a couple months.”
“The other is the way I carry myself. I walk with more confidence. I feel better about myself. I do not feel like isolating myself as much as I did in the past. Well actually the longer I go without porn the more the desire to be with a woman is increasing.”
“[Later] Today is day 50 without porn. My body has healed very well. NO ED problems or weak ejaculations like I suffered from just a few months ago. So giving up porn and fantasy and going without orgasm (mostly) for just this period of time has made big steps in healing the damage I had done to myself. I also learned that I have gone far enough that I can recover my peace of mind a little more easily after an ejaculation.”
“When I do semen retention for 2 weeks, I notice these benefits: 1) Face looks radiant and energetic (I may get occasional double glances from girls in shopping mall or street) 2) Expression looks carefree (not struggling for more energy, or not worrying about negative stuff) More natural confidence without needing to adjust thoughts. 3) Voice gets deeper and more charming (This, strangely, makes both men and women like to talk with you.) 4) More positive thoughts (The negative thoughts that used to bother seem so minor and irrelevant – I can ‘get over’ issues easier.) 5) More calm emotionally and easier to control myself 6) Exponential increase of stamina and physical energy/strength.”

Sounds like the guys quoted above had other social problems in addition to porn addiction, but even for the Average Joe quitting porn and masturbation has real benefits. Keep your precious seed for yourself. Don’t give it away every few hours while taking the drug of internet porn. Let the confidence and the testosterone build up inside of you instead of spilling it every day. And when you do give it away, give it to a girl and not a kleenex. Winners don’t spend their time jacking off. Of this I am sure. Try it for 30 days and see for yourself. You may just like the results. I know I do.

So I was looking through backpage escort.. I know that sounds a bit pathetic but I've been really horny haven't had sex in a while so I thought it would be a good confident boost idk.. So anyway as I was scrolling through it i realized I knew one of the girls from high school and immediately checked my Facebook to confirm. Now this girl is 10/10 always wanted to fuck her but was way out of my league. Can anyone give me some advice? I genuinely don't know what to do. If i "vist" her she'll recognize me and might tell her friends and that can really fuck things up for me but on other hand she is really hot and I literally use to wank over.

My husband kevin’s Micro penis and my boy toy john’s nice big cock.Kevin let’s me fuck other guys because his dicklet is so tiny.sometimes he evan watches and strokes his mini meat with one finger and his thumb. Huge ego boost for the other guys.

My wife and I are heading for divorce, the arrogant bitch is happy to wait around until she finds another man to run off with. She’s still really good looking 41 Asian with a lot of options, I’m 44 out of shape and financially struggling. She has me in such a low confidence state of mind I spiralled into depression.

But something happened, I was out walking listening to music on the headphones, not paying attention to my surroundings, I walk past and said hi. A few seconds later it dawned on my and thought wait a min that lady was blushing, then I thought wait I know that face, then realised it was a girl I knew from 15-20 years ago. We used to  talk and flirt out in the pubs but nothing ever happened. I kept walking and it felt too awkward to turn back to chat, but I’m going to walk by that house often until I see her again.

My point is that that little interaction making her blush has been a big confidence boost, my wife always telling me I’m ugly and I’ve felt really Fucking useless. I feel like I can get my shit together now, and get a new girlfriend in the future. 

So, a little background about me. I’m a 34-year-old girl from Belfast in Northern Ireland. I travel across Europe with work often and have been exploring its various sex clubs, swingers parties, and porn cinemas for the past seven years. I’m a full-blown porn and sex addict and have a massive kink for cum. It’s this kink that starts this story.

A couple of years back, I was working in one of my favorite cities: Berlin. Home to a massive sex scene, I adore it there and have built up a close circle of friends from Berlin's local fetish scenes. One of whom, who we’ll just call Monica, is my best friend. Like me, she’s proud to call herself a whore.

In her early 40s, Monica has certainly been around the adult industry circuit. She has been like a mentor to me and taught me a lot of lessons in the kink scene of Germany and beyond. Whilst we both consider ourselves mostly straight, we’ve had casual sex with each other a number of times.

I was supposed to be based in Berlin for two months, I and Monica had a tonne of plans to pack in as much debauchery as possible. Two days in, whilst merrily walking to the Metro after a late-night BDSM party, I tripped and broke my ankle on the curb. Classic… After a trip to the hospital, I was now looking at 6-weeks of recovery and the joys of working from my apartment.

Needless to say, I was pretty down. All my plans had gone out of the window and I wasn’t looking forward to wasting two months in my favourite city when I could be sampling all of the sexual delights Berlin had to offer. Luckily, I had my best friend by my side. Rather than go to the clubs without me, she would come to my place most nights, cook with me, and we would relax with a few glasses of wine.

She would sometimes tease me about her regular sex with her many fuck buddies. But as the weekend approached, it wasn’t just me who was craving some debauchery. She knew I was down, and wanted to do something to cheer me up and get some pleasure out of it herself.

On a Friday night, Monica was coming over for some drinks but she was an hour late, which she knows I can’t stand. But her texts reassured me it would be worth it. When she arrived at the door, she had a sordid look in her eye that I know only too well. She’d been drinking and smelled like sex. She kissed me whilst coming through the door before leading me to the bedroom.

On the bed, she stripped off and spread her legs telling me her fuck buddy had left me a present. Taking off her panties, I saw her freshly fucked pussy leaking with white cum. I needed no instruction and slowly got between her legs and cleaned her up. It was heavenly and intensely erotic. I started playing with my clit and savouring the cum, having multiple orgasms with my nose pressed against my friend's clit.

In the weeks that followed, we ended up arranging dates to repeat it. She would often goad a couple of loads from her fuck buddies to give me a better cum reward. We thought about inviting him for some female cuckold play, but decided to keep it between us girls. Plus my ankle and crutches didn’t boost my sex appeal.

One of the most erotic things about it was not having a clue whose cum I was eating. It was all consensual, of course, and her fuck buddies knew about her dirty antics. Just imagining them masturbating at the thought of a random girl eating the sloppy mess they pumped into their fuck buddy Monica turned me on immensely.

Thankfully, my ankle healed fine and I was able to get back into the fetish scenes of the city on my next visits. A crappy time, but the silver lining was some seriously erotic memories between me and my friend.

28 yo Brenda needs an ego boost

Would you fuck her?

I want to show her your nasty comments

So like two years ago my friends and I were standing around near a parking garage, this stunner of a woman walked down the stairs next to us in a short skirt, and we all of course took the opportunity to get a peek up the skirt. Afterwards we started wondering why a hottie in such a short skirt would walk down stairs that easily allowed a group of guys to see up her skirt, and my buddy mentioned that maybe she got turned on by the idea of teasing guys and having them look at her, and told us that the girl he was seeing was the same way.

Two years later now and he's still seeing the same girl. Nothing really clicked for the first year or so, but one day we were at her house and she bent over right in front of me, giving me a look down her shirt. Not remembering what my friend had said, I averted my gaze because it was my buddy's girl and I didn't want to be a creep, but then it dawned on me what he had said and I turned back and just ogled down her shirt. Not an amazing view by any means, cleavage and a peek of bra, but she's pretty cute and hey, free cleavage, right? I got in the habit of staring at her intensely any time there was something worth staring at, but was scared to let her catch me at first.

One day I was hanging out with my buddy before he went off to work and he mentioned that she had kept him up all night freaking out about how she didn't think she was attractive anymore and was having self esteem issues and wasn't happy with her body. We laughed a little about it because she has no reason to, it was just one of those "haha, women, right?" kind of moments. Eventually he heads off to work and I go home, but for some reason the whole thing about her liking to be stared at and desired popped up in my mind and I decided to pay her a visit. Headed over to her place and knocked on the door, it was my first time being at her home without my buddy present. She opened the door and I realized I hadn't planned a reason for me to be there, so I told her I was looking for her boyfriend and pretended I didn't know he was at work. I asked if I could come in and grab a drink of water real quick, and she let me in.

We sat down and chit-chatted for a few minutes about the heat and whatever bullshit as we each drank some water. I asked her what she was up to that day and she suddenly jumped up and was like "Oh yeah, I need to finish cleaning this place." and got up and went to the next room over. She was in tight jeans and bent over to pick something up. The angle was just right or something and her ass looked fucking flawless. I could not look away. She stood up and turned around and must have saw me staring at her ass and gave me a kind of smirk. She came back over and sat down with me and told me that she had noticed I'd been checking her out a lot lately, and that she liked it and I shouldn't be embarrassed. I feigned ignorance and acted like I didn't already know and, to boost her self esteem since she had been down, told her that I couldn't stop staring lately. She seemed to really like this and asked if I wanted to stick around while she finished cleaning, and distinctly remember her telling me I would have "the best seat in the house".

I took a seat on the couch and she told me she would be right back. She went up stairs and was gone for a few minutes and came back down in this godly American Flag bikini that made her ass look straight divine. It was the first time I noticed that she had killer tits, and she mentioned something about how maybe we could go swimming when she was done. I made a joke about how I didn't really feel like swimming but could find an alternative if she really wanted to get wet so badly. She let loose the sweetest giggle I've ever heard, walked over to me, grabbed my hand and placed it on her crotch for just a second, and said "I'm already there". And, damn, was she.

She got back to cleaning and I relaxed on the couch and stared and fantasized. She kept bending over right in my face, and at one point she was reaching for something behind me and basically went through me and smashed her tits in to my face in the process. As she finished cleaning I just sat there and kept telling her how good she looked in various positions and kept coming back with things like "You should see the ones I can't show you right now".

By the time she was done I had a throbbing erection that was clearly visible through my jeans. She came and sat next to me and explained that while nothing to her at hot as being looked at and fantasized about, she wasn't interested in anything that could compromise her relationship. I agreed, because her guy is very good friend of mine, and that was the end of the day's aventure, I went home and jerked off.

Over the next couple months any time I would hang out, she seemed to go out of her way to give me peeks of her panties, or bend over in front of me or whatever. It was cool, I didn't really expect or want anything more than that, but it always made hanging out with the two of them exciting.

Lately I've been really busy and haven't seen her or hung out with her boyfriend much. I got extremely horny last night and sent her a text about how much I missed her antics. I got no response all night and started freaking out about how maybe my friend found the text before she did and was convinced my life was about to get pretty fucked up. This morning I checked my phone and there was still nothing. All day long, nothing, I'm getting more and more anxious.

Then later in the day, out of the blue, I get a text from her that says "DO NOT TELL ANYONE", and then nothing. Freaks me out a little more and I start writing a response about of course I wouldn't, the fact that it's kind of our secret thing is really hot to me, etc. But before I can actually finish writing the text and sending it, I get another message that says "OR THERE WILL BE NO MORE", followed immediately by some picture messages. I'll go ahead and share them with you guys :)

It's weird that this is physically a nonsexual relationship but something about what we have going on here turns me on waaaaaay more than actually fucking a girl. Maybe I'm weird

Here's pic 1/5

say hi to susanne, a german milf. she recently had her 40th birthday, and her first anal creampie. please write something, you would like to do with her, to boost her ego!

Hello,

thank you for taking the time to read my post. This may seem a lot different then most posts on here, but it is an honest one! :) I am looking for a woman who would be willing to mess around with my stepson sexually. You do not have to have full on intercourse with him, but I would like you to relieve him and please him. This may sound weird, but the thing is he is disabled. He is intelligent, but he is very very shy, but the main aspect of is disability is known as ulnar nerve entrapment, which he has in both arms, meaning he has very limited use in his fingers/hands. Some days are better than others, but he is inable to do anything himself, and his shyness holds him back socially as well. He is actually attractive, and I'd like him to have the selfesteem boost and the release.

If this interests you, please respond.

Alright guys my girl needs a confidence boost. I keep telling her she is sexy as fuck and she doesn't think she is, anyone willing to help with some compliments on her pics? Will upload Mose as more comments are received.

I had sex with a guy I went to high school with.

To back up a bit, I am 41, in a sexless marriage (twice a year doesnt really count), and I met him, again, when we were having our 20 years hs reunion. He was flirting with me, the same way he did back in school. He is married (we dont bring our spouses to reunions here), and back in hs, I had the biggest crush on him. But I played hard to get, since I was "the main girl", and he started dating my cousin. So, nothing happened.

Now, he is looking better than ever. Compared to my husband, who looks like a swollen cucumber, he is like Adonis - works out, dresses flawlessly, and has manners of a gentleman.

We started texting after that, then sexting, I have had some really hard orgasms during our play time, and this went on, for two years. We were talking about meeting up, but it all seemed it was just to serve the fantasy, to feed our lust, but eventually, maybe a month ago, he mentioned that, his wife will be away with the kids, and that I could come over.

I was reluctant, but the desire got the better of me.

It was... amazing. Until it wasnt.

He was so rough when I needed it, yet so caring and gentle, when I was on the edge of feeling bad. He spanked me, slapped me, called me names, only to call me perfect, lovely, beautiful, when I was cumming. I was totally out of my body, shaking, lusting after every fiber of his being.

Then he got up, and asked me to suck him. I was hungry for him. Then, he pulled his phone out. Asked him why. He said, he needs something to jerk off to, when we are not together.

I was still so horny, even though crazy thoughts were running through my head, that I couldnt stop. And he started boosting my ego, calling me flawless, perfect, telling me he is in love, that he thought only of me for the past two decades, but when I felt he was coming close, he changed the tune, with "suck it whore", "deeper bitch" etc.

He announced he is cumming, and came in my mouth.

"Open wide... Yes... Now spit it out, all over your tits.... Yes!!!"

I did everything he asked me, while filming me.

I felt awkward, bad, yet strangely aroused.

After the shower, he came back to his sweet self, and we cuddled, and fell asleep.

He told me he will call me. Nothing. Tried reaching out to him. Blocked.

I dont know what is worse, the shame for what I have done, or that it is mixed with the memories of pleasure he gave me. When I remember that night, I feel dirty, sick to my stomach, yet it gets me excited, even wet.

And that is it.

I know you guys don't give a shit, but can we please at least TRY and do something about all the 12 year old idiots running through EVERY board writing "pics or GTFO". It is going to end up running people away from your site because they will feel that they can't say a damn thing or post any thoughts without someone harassing them. If you care about your site then something should be done.

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Alright guys my girl needs a confidence boost. I keep telling her she is sexy as fuck and she doesn't think she is, anyone willing to help with some compliments on her pics? Will upload Mose as more comments are received. Also posted this on the requests. Want sure where I should put it.

My wife started posting her own nudes online to boost her confidence does this make me a cuck?

I confess that i think about scenarios ways i would where i would and all above about fucking 80% of the female's i know meet and see no matter race age aperance or size i feel the vibe is mutual most the time but never seem execute it i think because of the chance of rejection need to boost somehow or way suggestions appreciated

anyone else think she is hot? She's very self conscious and has low self esteem according to her profile.. I'm trying to get some more people to help encourage her to post more pics and boost her self esteem.. if you think she's hot enough to vote for please do!!

Been told I have great legs and feet and have always loved to show them off but this site has REALLY boosted my confidence.
Anyone want to cum on these pretty toes ? Or anywhere else for that matter ? 
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My girl needs a confidence boost. She doesn't think she's very sexy. Please tell her what you think of her and what you would like to do with her. The kinkier the better! Details please! Cum tributes welcome too.

Hi, my name is Jonas and I´m 25 years old. This is the Story of how I became a sissy. So actually my name is Jenny now. But lets not get ahead of ourselves. The story has a slow build up, I hope it´s interesting for someone. Thats part one, I will continue the story from time to time. Everything sexual in this story happens to people over the age of 18.

I guess it all started whit my mom being a gold digger. One of those women who have a pretty face and a nice body and try to make a living out of it. After a few years of being an escort, getting to know people, sucking the right dicks, getting bend over the right tables she eventually met some rich dude who decided to marry her. Not only was he rich, he was also quite old. He was perfect for her, rich, old and never married before, so no kids to inherit his wealth. Everything went according to plan, except for one tiny thing: me. The old man got her pregnant before he passed away four years later. I´m not really sure why she even told him, she could have terminated the pregnancy, but she didn´t. I guess she wanted to make sure he wouldn´t do something unexpected with his heritage, like giving it to charity or something. The only certain thing is, that she didn´t want to have me or better to actually take care of me. After my dad died she made sure I go to a boarding school as soon as possible. I guess I don´t get to bitch about her to much, she did make sure I would always get everything I need and never need to worry about money. Wont complain about that. Only thing I didn´t get were parents. But to be honest I didn´t miss it, can´t miss what you never had. My dad died so early that I can´t really remember him and my mom avoided almost any contact with me, especially after she got all my dads money. For her it was like her actual life started.

Well like I said, my mom sent me to a boarding school as soon as possible. Since I was six years old I spend most of the year at school. Only for a few weeks in summer I left school. But even then she often send me to some summer-camp or stuff like that. Well you get the picture. Arriving at school I had to figure out pretty soon, that I seem to have some sort of victim-aura. Bottom of the food chain, starting at day one. I guess everybody knows those clichés about boarding schools, and most of them are true. Bullys on every corner, teachers not noticing it or not caring about it. While in class everything is very disciplined, but as soon as school is out, that changes drastically. It´s not like I got beat up a lot or something like that, kids can be mean, but they don´t run around like some violent gang or something. They are just mean to you, play pranks on you, call you names, stuff like that. I guess they did it out of boredom, there wasn't much to do accept for chores and homework. I read books most of the time, most of the other kids got more creative than me. For me it was always: out of the classroom and to my dorm as unseen as possible.

That went on for a long time, but eventually I got my mom to have a heart and send me to another school. I was hoping to have a few last school years in peace before I graduate. I arrived at my new school a week before classes would start. Most of the other students would arrive in the next couple days. I got led to my dorm room, my roommate had not arrived yet. Its a small room, witch two beds, two tables and two dressers. There is a small bathroom, with a toilet and a sink. I started to unpack my stuff, when I finished I went to take a shower. Maybe I should describe myself a little at this point. I never was very tall, but going through puberty I got a small boost and got to 1,76 cm pretty fast. I have blond hair and at that time I didn´t really care about how it looked. It was kinda longish and tousled. There was never a lot of hair growing on my body, except for small bushes under my armpits and in my genital area, there wasn't much going on. No need to tell you that I didn´t need to shave my face. I shaved the rest of my body, I had no special reason to do it, I just figured it wasn´t much work and if I can´t grow a decent amount of hair, why have any? I weight something between 60 and 70 kg. So I wasn´t very skinny, but not fat or muscular ether. My dick is very small when it´s flaccid, I´d say around 5 cm. Erected it reaches unspectacular 13 cm. I had seen allot of other penises, because I always had to shower with other boys in my school, so I knew my penis wasn´t a highlight. But I didn´t really care, there were no girls around anyway and I convinced myself that size didn´t matter. I didn´t mention yet, but just like my old school, my new school is an all boys school. So I am in the shower washing myself, thinking about whats ahead of me. "I don´t wont to be the loser again!", this time would be different. I needed a plan. What did I do wrong last time, why did they all push me around? What was it that made me a victim?

Thinking about my new start at this school I didn´t notice that someone else had entered the shower room. The room was quite big and had several entrances, they all led to different dorm room departments. The shower room didn´t provide much privacy, there were no separating walls or something. Just some shoulder high walls to support the shower heads. Those walls also separated the room into six rows. There where no showers at the outside walls, they had hooks for towels, benches and stuff like that. So I didn´t notice the other guy until I was finished washing myself. I went to my towel and started drying myself. He didn´t seem to have noticed me either or he just didn´t care about me being there. At least he didn´t acknowledge my presents. I looked at him, he was taller than me at least 1,85 cm. Dark hair and unlike me not only on his head. He turned his back to me and I noticed how hairy his ass was. I knew you could have hair there, but had never seen such an hairy ass. I reached around to check my own hair growth on my ass, never thought of shaving there. No hair on my checks, but I fund some lonely hairs right around my asshole, they would be gone next time. Still drying myself up I took another look at the showering guy, he was now turned sideways to me, still not paying attention to my presence. He was soaping up his body, with my eyes I followed his hands sliding around his body. Eventually his hands reached his cock. I noticed his cock was semi erected. He started to slide his slippery hand gently up and down his penis. I noticed that his cock was quite large, now that it was fully erected it was at least 18 cm long. He started to stroke his forehead only, his foreskin was pulled back completely. I knew about masturbation and technically knew how it´s done, but I had never done it to myself or seen someone else doing it. Internet porn wasn´t that far spread at that time, especially at schools and I where never cool enough to get a good look at those magazines, that got passed around at my old school from time to time. So I never got really experimentive with my occasional hard on. So seeing him pleasuring himself got me hooked. I kept watching him. He poured some more soap on his cock with his free hand, while continuing jerking his forehead with his other hand. Even though I couldn´t here him over the sound of the shower, he sure looked like he made some grunting noises. He started to stroke faster and faster. Suddenly I noticed how my own cock got stiff. Quickly I put my towel on it to hide it. Doing that, I couldn´t resist to rub the towel agains my stiff penis a bit, pretending to dry my privet area. It felt nice, kinda ticklish. I looked back at him. He was still stroking his cock very fast, it seemed quite exhausting at this point. Additionally to jerking his cock he was now kinda twitching, meeting his strokes by making quick and small thrusts with his hips. Than he suddenly stopped, I froze too. Witch one hand grabbing the wall he threw his head back and kinda thrusted into his other hand, now holding still.

Now worrying about him, noticing me, I quickly grabbed my stuff and went to my room with my towel around my hips. I put on my pajamas and laid in my bed. My little dick was still kinda hard and I kept thinking about what I just saw. What fascinated me the most was what I had seen at the very end. I guess I envied him for his animalistic drive to pleasure himself. He must have known that he wasn´t alone in the room, but he didn´t care. He wanted to pleasure himself and he did, he took what he wanted, I never could do that, I did´t have the courage. The amount of pleasure his body expressed kept going through my head. I closed my eyes and saw him again in my mind. I saw him in those last few moments before his orgasm. He is sliding his hand up and down on his cock, all the soap making it slippery. I hear myself breathing heavy. Without thinking about what I am doing, I start to touch my body, reaching under my pajama top with one hand, caressing my tummy, gently fondling my boyish breast and nipples. My other hand finds its way into my pajamas pants. I start to slowly stroke my dicky, using my foreskin to glide over my forehead. The water is raining onto his body, his hairy chest is soaked in water, I remember him having a muscular body. I feel inferior, my breathing gets even heavier and faster, I intuitive start to move my hips. But not in thrusts like he did, I make slow, circuiting movements, stroking my cock faster now. His lags muscles are clenched from the effort he puts into thrusting into his own hand. He grabs the wall and throws his head back. I stroke my dicky as fast as I can. Now he is making his finale thrusts, satisfying his basic needs, he gets his relief and empties his balls onto the floor of the shower room. I let out a tiny moan and arch my whole body, experiencing my first orgasm, I shoot my load on my stomach and immediately smear it all over my smooth and hairless tummy, still orgasming. For a second I get the urge to lick some cum of my hand, but I hesitate and the urge passes. I curl up into a ball, holding my now flaccid cock and my balls in my hand, twitching a little. After my breathing calms down to normal, I get up, go to the bathroom, and clean myself up with a towel and some water. Then I go to bed and quickly fall asleep.

I've just been cheated on by my long distance bf. so I want a confidence boost and want to hear what you guys and daddys think ;)

I’ve got a hot cousin and I didn’t know it till our grandma died.

My family wasn't close with the other relatives. They lived 12 hours away, across a lot of states. Snow dumped on us every year, much like how my mom’s siblings used to dump on her as kids, and they were basking in the sun complaining of freezing fingers when it’s sweatshirt weather, you know? We visited my grandparents' at Christmas every year and if the schedules coincided, I’d see a few relatives. I don’t know most of their names. I’ve got 30 cousins including wives and second cousins (that’s the kid of a cousin, right?).

So after my grandma was done fighting cancer, we had a funeral. It was really sad and I don’t mean to cheapen the sentiment with literotica, but this was the first time I saw many of my cousins and learned a lot of names that I’ve forgotten since. But not Arya’s.

Arya is not her real name. I’m a Game of Thrones fan and GoT has a bit of incest and Arya’s my favorite character and so why not call my hot cousin Arya? It’s kind of close to her actual name. I’ll be changing everyone’s names to whatever, but Arya gets a special explanation for hers. She deserves it.

I drove the 3 hours from college to my parent’s then another 5 to my grandparents’ town. I was a mess. It hadn’t hit emotionally, but I was low energy in the midst of studying for finals next week and this was the first funeral I’d been to since I was 8 and went in my spiderman pajamas. Basically I didn’t have funeral clothes.

When we showed up, I was in a dark shirt and jeans, looking somber, till a relative I didn’t know, this fat bustling aunt in a floral print shirt, came up to hug my mom then my dad then me. She knew me! “Oh, James,” she said as she smothered me. “You’re so big now.” She was warm and friendly so I put on a big smile as I said, “Hi…”

Luckily my mom saved me and said, “I’m going to talk to your Aunt Sarah. Will you go put our coats down?”

My relatives are country folk living in the South. They’ve all got that accent. I’m more of a city guy. And I felt a little uncomfortable, maybe superior in my arrogance, around these bumpkins. And I’m generally shy.

So I sat in the fold out metal chairs with my parents’ coats and just kind of looked around, uncomfortable, and checked my phone. My college girlfriend had recently decided we were better friends than anything else. Which was fine and all, but well, I didn’t want to text her about this. It’d probably guilt her into some comfort sexting, but I wasn’t feeling so bold at the time. Now years later, well, different story. I think I just opened Angry Birds and played a few games while sitting in front of the closed casket. It was adorned with a wreath and there was a corkboard of photos of her at all ages, though most were her as Grandma. And a group of people I didn’t recognize examined the photos, blocking my view. They were dressed appropriately in dark suits or dresses.

The group came over and asked who I was and asked if I was so-and-so’s kid and I was and I asked who they were and who their parents were and all that. It was three girls and two guys. One of the girls and both guys were my cousins, and you could see the family resemblance, round-face, curly hair, pudgy, and the other girls were their dates. I didn’t know anyone brought dates to a wake. But I felt okay again having checked out the ladies’ asses, though one had been my cousin’s.

We talked for a little bit about the last time I saw them. A Christmas when we were kids, though one swore it was Thanksgiving but I told him, “No, no, we always have Thanksgiving at home.”

That kind of turned them off.

We were the family that never visited. All of them lived near my grandparents, and when my grandma got sick, all pitched in. All my family did was offer to pay bills till it got to the end then Mom came for a visit.

Anyway, they walked away to talk to other cousins.

I was in my early 20s and so were those cousins, but we had older ones. And this man in his 30s with curly hair and a little extra fat especially on his cheeks entered with this stunning blonde, I assumed he was my cousin.

Oh no.

They came up the corkboard, attached one of their photos, and I introduced myself and asked him who he was related to.

He was this bumbling guy. “Well, her. Ha, ha. I mean, we’re in a relationship—married, so I guess her.”

The stunning woman in this tight black dress that was strapless and squeezed her breasts so the pendant of her silver necklace rested in her sun-kissed cleavage complete with tanlines from a bikini laughed and said, “I’m Dana’s daughter. Arya.”

Dana was the oldest of my mom’s siblings and had gotten pregnant in high school, or maybe right after.

“Who are you?” she asked.

I told her and she said, “Oh! Remember when I was testing my make-up on you? Why is that so fun to do to little boys tied up? God, I must’ve been in high school then and you were maybe in Kindergarten?”

“I think I’m repressing that memory,” I told her.

“Aw, was it that traumatizing? You were crying…”

“You know kids. Always crying till someone kisses it better.”

“I tried that!” She didn’t have an accent. That awful Southern rural accent. Sorry, but you’re talking like Huck Finn, it’s hard to sound educated. It drives me nuts. But she had shed hers.

“You’d think I’d remember that.” I was smiling a lot. You know when you meet someone and it just clicks and you want it to click because hey, they’re hot? That’s how it was and because I had no relationship with her prior, ogling her, flirting a little, smiling like an idiot didn’t feel wrong. But doing all of that at a wake for our grandma did. “It’s too bad about Grandma,” I said.

She hugged me. I hugged back. Then her husband joined in and it got uncomfortable.

My parents came round and said, “Sorry about his clothes. He’s fresh from college—second year half way done! And he grew out of all his dress clothes.”

Arya volunteered to take me. “I don’t know where I’m going or anything, but I’ll get him looking spiffy. We can catch up.”

When we got in her car, a used Lincoln, probably fancy a decade ago but now all it boasted was a large backseat and seat warmers, she let her hair down from its tie. “Oh god thank you for coming under dressed. We’re just going to cruise for a bit because I can’t be in there mingling with Tom, Dick, Harry, whatever their names are. Right after high school, I got a scholarship to Florida and never wanted to go back. All those hick accents!”

“Yeah!” I said. “Like Huckleberry Finn!”

“Sure…”

“You know, Tom Sawyer. Deep Missouri Valley country hick accent. Sorry, I’m an English major.”

“And you’re smart! You are the blessing of this trip. I don’t really read so no clue what you’re talking about but keep talking. It’s helping me unclench for the first time since hearing I’d have to come.”

So we talked in the car about how awful the family was, the cousins, aunts, uncles, their divorces. She knew a lot of scandals I hadn’t heard like one of our uncles was in prison for a sexual offense, but even she didn’t know what. He wasn’t here today. Another was a junkie, in and out of rehab. Then we got to grandma and grandpa and both agreed they were the only good parts of the family.

“Other than us, of course,” I said.

“You’re definitely a blessing.”

“And blessed to be in this car.” I meant to imply with her more strongly, but something snapped me out of the flirty attitude, and I added, “Away from them.”

She smiled at me and we got quiet for a bit and she turned on the radio as we drove through the small town. It was near Christmas. Decorations were up. There wasn’t any snow. I told her we got like two feet last week and still had classes. She asked where I went to college. I told her to visit any time she wanted. I found out she was a helicopter medical evac personnel. She didn’t fly the helicopter, but she was the nurse or paramedic in back treating whomever.

Finally we got to a shop that sold suits and dresses. One stop fancy shopping. I had my mom’s credit card, but I didn’t think she intended to get me a full-on suit. It’d be my first. But Arya told me we were just getting the off-the-rack stuff. It wouldn’t be too much.

So I tried on some things she picked out and I came out of the dressing room still doing up my belt because the pants were too wide at the waist and were just sliding down off and dragging on under the heels of the dress shoes. We looked at how deflated I looked in the mirror.

“Get those off and we’ll get you the next size down.” She rolled down the waist to see the tag and what size they were. “I’ll bring you the next ones.”

I went back in the dressing room and took them off. I was just in my boxers and undershirt when she came in. Just barged on in through the swinging doors. I tried being natural about it, like I wasn’t uncomfortable or having dirty thoughts, but then she whipped out the measuring tape. “Put these on.” I did and she started measuring my seams. The outer one first. She told me to stop fidgeting as she was on her knees touching my thigh. Then the inner seem. “I used to work in one of these suit shops during college. The way we measured our special customers was to do the right in-seam, then cup *it* and move it over and measure the other side.” She laughed at the joke (I think she was kidding) and I thought about our dead grandmother so I wouldn’t twitch beneath the pants.

Then she helped me on the shirt and I buttoned all but the top two. She looked at it and buttoned them both, then unbuttoned the top. It was a little too big so she told me to get it off and before it was off, she starts pressing up against me trying to get at the tag in the collar to see the neck size. I think it was like 17 ¾.

She came back with a smaller shirt for me and a few dresses for her. They were a little more modest than the little black dress she had squeezed into. “I’m almost as unprepared for funerals as you. I bought this for a dinner party and a self-esteem boost. Sometimes you pay extra for that.”

I was shirtless and she was looking at herself in the mirror, checking herself out, and I was thinking she shouldn’t need to pay for it looking like she does.

Curvy and sun-kissed and blonde and tall and just perfect. The kind of girl you get a crush on even if you’ve just met her and found out she’s your cousin.

And I felt her back against me. “Oh sorry,” she said. Right against my crotch. With that perfect ass.

I couldn’t help it! I might have rubbed up against her a little with my erection.

“Is that what I think it is?” she said, laughing nervously but not moving away.

“Sorry.” I also stayed there.

“No, thank you for the compliment. Okay, I’m going to try these on now.”

I stayed, confused, horny, hopeful.

“Wait out there? I’ll be real quick.”

Damn. So I sat in the chair outside, hoping it’d subside, when she came out and we paid for everything and got in her car and left.

I was feeling pretty embarrassed that I’d “made a move.” Yeah that was the best move I had. Pressing against her like it was an accident, but both of us probably knowing it wasn’t. She knew. She kicked me out as she changed. She didn’t even try them on for me or any other little hints. The drive back was quiet. Awkward.

And when the funeral home was in sight, we pulled off onto a dirt road. This was a farming town with a lot of forests and field entrances and just places that a high schooler might go with his girl to makeout. She pulled into the dead end where we were covered in shade, just past a bend so we could hear trucks drive past on the main road, but not see them.

“Okay, we better do this before getting there,” she said.

My hope was restored.

Then she added, “Get changed.”

Hope tarnished.

“50 people talking about the dead, suddenly sad, rushing to the bathrooms. There’s no way we could change there. And wouldn’t want to do it in the parking lot where someone would see.”

“Sure, a relative seeing would be awkward,” I said.

“Yeah?” she said laughing.

“Yeah…”

“Then let’s make it awkward.”

I don’t know what she was thinking or what she imagined would come of it or what I should’ve done, but she stripped off that top awful fast. Let those breasts loose. No bra. A black thong. And I stared and she stared back and I started getting my shirt off and pants and I reached for my new clothes but she pulled something from her bag. New boxer-briefs. Real tight ones. She just threw them at me. Once I was naked she looked at me, erect, then stared me in the eyes. She was still naked except for that thong. I don’t want to forget the shape of her breasts, the size, how the tan-lines colored them, how they jiggled, her ass, the birthmark or any of that, but that was years ago. Details fade, get edited. I think her tits are bigger in my head now.

But her devilish smile. I can’t forget that.

Finally, she said, “Let’s get those clothes on. They’ll be calling soon, wondering if we ditched.”

And it was over. She dressed. I got a little peek at that booty, but not much, and when we went in for the wake, her dressed more modestly, my erection hidden till we got to the service and it died down. My mom and her siblings and my grandfather gave their eulogies and I cried and we buried grandma. Then we all went to lunch at some diner where even the table was greasy.

I wanted to sit by my cousin, but I had to sit by my parents and they wanted to sit by some fat aunt that kept asking about my future and so on.

I didn’t get to talk to my cousin till it was time to leave. “I’m serious about coming to visit. Any time you want. It’s beautiful in the fall. All the leaves changing.”

“Sure, sure,” she said.

“Or the spring is good. Tons of flowers. Ever heard of Dutch pantaloons? It might be a local name, but they make the campus smell so much better. Hides the BO and stale weed stench.”

“I’ll think about it.” God, she had to have smelled my desperation for more, but she wasn’t obliging. Fine, I can take a hint. A woman says no, you just have to let go, right?

“Have a safe trip,” I said and waved like I was leaving.

But she pulled me in for a hug, saying “You too,” then when I was pressed up against that perfect tanned body, she heaved her hot breath into my ear and said, “Think about me some time…”

Oh I have… a lot.

My pawg girlfriend of 10 years wants to start experiencing more,are sex drive towards eachother is kinda low lately and need a boost..she gets hit on by black guys almost everyday and when we go out to the bar there always around her sometimes even touching her ass,she always is looking at them and when i catch her she says she wasn't.Then she finally told me that she wants to get tipsy and maybe bring a black guy or 2 back to our house and experiment with bbc.. i was kinda shocked ,shes always talked shit about them . But i agreed i would like to see her get fucked drunk and silly by a bbc..

I've bought myself a cock and ball ring and seriously wonder why i'd never bought one before, it's made of soft rubber and fits snuggley under my balls and over the base of my cock, i've been wearing it under my clothes and it is realy comfortable and i recommend it to any guy, it also makes my already good package look huge! , so for any guys who are not as well blessed trust me you wont be dissapointed, the confidence boost is amazing especially when you notice women checking your crotch out, worth every penny i say .

I want to tell you guys about one of the hottest situations i have ever been in. me and a friend of mine were hanging out with this girl from work. we were drinking and we began messing around, all 3 of us. We started talking about sex and i was desperatly trying to get in her pants. my friend was too. we were trying for a threesome bad...anyways when things got really heavy, she said that she wasnt sure if she wanted to do it, she said that she was somewhat of a size queen and didnt want to fuck our friendship....I have a 8 inch cock so i whipped it out...her eyes lit up....she looked to my friend and asked "what about you" - he answerd that he wasnt that big but he never had any complaints..he whipped his out and she said straight up that it was too small and that he could watch if he wanted...she then went down and started to give me head...my friend just sat there watching..he was really doing it...he started stroking his dick..i couldnt believe it...me and the girl eventually started fucking and my friend just sat there masturbating untill he came. I dont know why this was so hot, i think it was the more manyly than my friend ego boost or something, but that shit was soo hot to me

This is basically a confession on a couple of much younger (teens but legal where I am) girls I've been with.

First up, some ground rules. You're not getting pics, so don't ask. I don't live in the U.S., where I do live, 16 is the age of consent, but porn is still a no til you're 18, even though half the girls I know (at least the younger ones) take nudes.

Yes, this is legit, so trolls bitching and whining that this is fake, cool story bro, pics or it didn't happen, Op is a fag, etc.: crawl back under your rock, and find another thread to post in. I'll stick around over the next while to answer any legit questions.

Finally... I posted this on spam's secrets, once in response to another thread which was either deleted by staff or removed by the Op, and again in my own thread, and a week later the fucking site went down. Go figure. I gave up for a while, I mean really, I can keep this shit to myself and live happily. However... frankly, seeing all the old on this site makes me happy. I enjoy younger girls. As a society (and I'm talking Western, European/North American society, and fuck Japanese and most other societies as well), we're geared towards appreciating the beauty of youth. Old actors get to be Morgan Freeman and Clint Eastwood, old players get to be Hugh Hefner... old actresses, retired and left to grandmother. I've got no problem with that frankly. It works well. Girls mature early, guys mature late. The dynamics work. And old chicks still get enough play thanks to most guys being willing enough to fuck anything that moves.

And in the middle of that older guy/younger girl based global village, you watch America, where pedo is the new "commie," and it's like watching an older brother who is dumb as a fucking post repeatedly make the same mistake over and over, all the while sitting there being pissed off at him, and finally you've got to say something. Since I figure there are plenty of users, male and female, who don't have an issue with younger girls/older guys, I figured I'd contribute.

By the way, I tend to be a bit long winded, deal with it. Anyhow - I'm not talking kids here, but mature teens. Physically, and quite frankly, mentally (I know way more immature adults than I wish I did, and some teens who are essentially serene in comparison). And watching guys get labelled pedo for fucking a 16 year old girl who wants it is fucking insane. Watching girls put on a sex offender list for posting a shot of their tits, ruining their lives - what the fuck, America? You've lost both your brain and you dick?

That's my half-assed motivation, now, my story. In the last three years I've been with 7 girls. Not a ton, I don't pick up bar skanks and like to actually get to know people. The oldest of these girls (the current one) is 20. The others were 16 to 18 when we started out. For the record, I'm in my early to mid 30s. I had a serious (dating) relationship with one of them, the rest have been friends with benefits. Aside from the 20 year old chick I'm fooling around with now, the others were 16, 17, 17, 18, 18, and 18 to start (the oldest now being 21).

Before this I dated on and off but not a lot, and only girls my own age (I've always had a thing for younger girls - but I will go older as well, it depends on the girl). Since the first time I got involved with a younger girl, however, I've been constantly involved with someone, even just as FwB, and I've more or less become a sex addict.

I'm kind of skipping my current "friend" relationship (the 20 year old) because it's not quite on topic, but she's a total slut in the bedroom - anal, rimming, ass to mouth, swallows like a champ, etc. If you've got questions I'll answer them, otherwise... it's fun. And being that she's a little more experienced, the sex is a little better. Hate to let you pervs down, but fucking a 16 year old isn't always the best sex (there are nerves involved, even when it's consensual, that's why sex gets better with age, so if you're going the young girl route - be prepared to teach).

Aside from the current girl, the teenage ones - the most recent girl (as far as our first meeting) was 18, loved anal, and I completely ruined her asshole (not really, but she definitely loosened up after a while; I was not the first guy to fuck her ass). Was a summer fling. We may do it again. It's up in the air right now, so who knows.

My favourite, and it wasn't just the age, was the youngest, who was 16 when it started, now 17, only I didn't know really where I wanted it to go. I legitimately started to like her. And this was a problem: she just wanted to fool around. Shocking as it may seem but she actually initiated everything, from meeting in person (we knew each other online), to fooling around together. She kind of grew away from me (I only rarely got to see her) and we basically unofficially ended things after about 8 months but fuck... it was fun. A great ego boost and an awesome girl (I get the feeling I'm not the only older guy she's been with mind you). She wasn't much into anal or oral, just sex, but she had some other... twists to her. You'd be surprised how kinky some young girls can get.

At one point I was seeing three of these girls at the same time (but not together, no group sex, I just mean, one day with one, one day with another) and they all knew about it. Not details in all cases but they were open relationships so they knew I was with other people, and some of them were fooling around on the side too (the one I dated is actually now the oldest, the rest came after, with that one I was monogamous from the time she was 17, lasted a year and a half). I actually saw all three of those within a 24 hour period one day back in the summer. Fucked the 18 year old's ass, ate out and rubbed another 18 year old the next morning (then came on her ass), and finally fucked the 16 year old's cunt that night.

I've left out one of the 17 year olds (cute asian chick) and the last 18 year old (not hot but made up for it by being a good fuck) simply because this is getting long-winded.

So I felt like I was spoiled for a while, but like I said the summer fling is over (clearly since it's fucking winter now), I lost interest in the other 18 year old chick (she's too self-absorbed), but I still adore the youngest one... it just didn't work out. I'm surprised it lasted as long as it did frankly. I'm not anything official with the girl I'm fooling around with now but the sex is great so... although, who knows, I have some options.

So at this point if you bothered reading all this, you're probably at a wtf point. Ok, let me give this advice:

Lesson the first: you want to hook up with a younger girl, stop treating her like the fantasy slut you want, and just start being friends. Young girls mature WAY faster than guys and chances are, even if you're not the most amazing guy in the world, something will happen. I'm not amazingly hot, rich, or a porn star. I just try not to be a total prick. Oh, and avoid the high maintenance types. Fuck that. Go for the quiet girl, the best friend of the pretty chick, or the kinky type with daddy issues, if you're really looking for a younger partner. Treat them well and you'll be surprised how much young girls love sex and how far they're willing to go (I've been called Daddy a few times, "fuck my ass Daddy" is extremely hot when you're old enough to actually be her father, well almost).

Lesson the second: Having said that, do not get too attached. Young girls want sex. It's not just guys who run off hormones. Don't be surprised if they're just looking to hook up - but a tad differently than a guy would. Guys will jump at the first chance to stick their cock in something. It's fucking sad to see sometimes. Girls, even if they're just looking for sex, will play coy for a while, look for friendship, and try to ensure the guy isn't a total fuckwit (ok, some sluts will just put out, but I'm not really looking to pick up an STD). So while you're best bet is to just know them and be friends with them like you would anyone else, they're nowhere near ready to get serious 99.9% of the time - keep your feelings in check. I could have enjoyed that one girl for eons, but hey, different places in our lives...

Lesson the third: Enjoy yourself. I don't care what age you are, if you're male or female... if she's old enough to want it she's going to find it (and fuck knows guys will) so just try and be the responsible one, but enjoy it nonetheless.

I feel that's enough. Skip the retarded questions. No names, no pics, no places, but feel free to ask about what we did, how we met (general terms), anything you actually want to know from an older guy who actually has been with someone under 18.

Oh, and if you're wondering why I'm being vague even though it's legal here at 16 - it would still be a scandal and I'm not betraying anyone's trust. Hence no names places etc.

Ok Motherless, lets see how you do, decent questions and I'll stick around longer.

alot people are saying that hes not dead and that the government is lying to us (not the 1st time) to boost moral.

■Remember when they captured Sadam? They exposed him,they televised his hanging AND they were pictures of him dead all over the place,NOT photoshoped ones. So,with Osama the body dissapears? They just magically throw him to the sea? No photos? I saw that photoshoped one earlier of dead guy with Osama's beard...are you serious? No proof whatsoever that he died.

If they told you that men are shiting gnomes you would believe that,wouldn't
you? Seriously Isn't this just a BIT convenient to Obama? "Killling" Bin Laden when the election run is about to begin?

Idea to boost Kentucky Derby ratings. Have the hot wife or daughter of winning trainer get fucked by a huge horse cock live in front of crowd at Churchill Downs.

I cheated on my girlfriend this weekend.

I have been going to Lake Havasu boating and clubbing every other weekend all summer with my buddies. My girlfriend works weekends so never goes. To anybody that doesn't know its a big spot for hooking up. I have a girlfriend who I have been with for 5+ years, I am 24 and lately have been feeling I have been throwing my sexual prime away.

This summer has honed in my skills on picking up girls like none other. I have been flirting with them constantly but never have taken it further. This past weekend I was really hitting it off and decided fuck it, my friends can keep a secret. We were hooking up all weekend but didn't fuck her till the ride home. She was headed the same way as us so I offered to give her a ride home.

On the drive home I fucked her on the back seat of my buddies truck while they were sitting in the front seat. Something that they have done but I have never. I think it was some of the best sex I have ever had. I must have ate her out for an hour. She had a filthy mouth and just gotten divorced, I loved it. We managed to pass her friends on the ride home so I asked if they could pick her up because I really was tired as hell, to tired to drive her the rest of the way home and crashed at my buddies house.

She said my dick was pretty big which I'm not sure was to boost my ego or not but she did feel pretty tight. She said it hurt a little bit, this is making it worse for me thinking that if I do have a big dick it is going to waste on my girlfriend who I only have sex with like every other week.

She was 27 and I am 24. I feel guilty as hell but at the same time she doesn't live that far from me and I want to see her again, and get even more girls. I have tried to break it off with my girlfriend several times but she always manages to cling on. I am afraid to tell her about this though because I'm sure it will crush her. I'm afraid she is going to text me some nasty shit at the wrong time and my girlfriend is going to see it, I have kept my phone in my pocket ever since I got back. The guilt is going away now that I am trying to fuck my girlfriend still and have been getting denied every attempt.

Saw this on another website and thought it would be of interest here.

Twitter and Facebook aside, groups of young blacks who violently harass whites and Asians (�flash mobs�) are hardly new. In the 1960s this was called �wilding,� and for over a decade New York City subways (and probably much public transportation elsewhere) became almost unusable thanks to black teenagers who moved from car to car terrorizing hapless white riders.

Nevertheless, today�s flash mobs (for a listing of attacks, see http://violentflashmobs.com/) are disturbing beyond the immediate violence. In the context of contemporary race relations, this growing epidemic of anti-white mayhem was not supposed to happen. Blacks attacking whites because they are white represents an abrogation of a decades-long treaty between whites and blacks. Not a treaty in the formal sense, but an �understanding� that might as well be a legal contract. Let me explain.

The 1960s saw widespread black violence, much of it explicitly anti-white. This ranged from week-long urban riots to individual blacks killing or raping whites opportunistically. Many victims were chosen only because of race. The government�s response was both enhanced policing and, of the utmost relevance, today�s racial spoils system: affirmative action, set asides, massive anti-poverty spending, Justice Department decrees to help blacks get elected, dumbed down civil service standards, easy home mortgages and sundry other �help blacks� programs. You can also add race-driven political correctness: banning �offensive� words (e.g., colored), exaggerating the role of blacks in American history, glowing media portrayals, downplaying black-on-white violent crime, and everything else designed to massage black egos. And for good measure, add hate crime laws, speech codes, and draconian punishment for those who spoke the truth on race. This is the price white America now pays for public safety.

The Treaty�s aim was to stop the underclass from running wild by creating a black middle class who would, it was assumed, keep a lid on things out of economic self-interest. A newly appointed affirmative-action $125,000-a-year black school principal might not boost test scores but he would not encourage pupils to seek economic justice �by any means necessary.� Better to have potential rabble-rousers toiling as corporate vice-p********s for diversity than stirring up the brothers.

Endless failed policies have not undermined the Treaty. In education, for example, Head Start and school meals funding is still growing despite disappointing outcomes. Armies of support staff now fill largely black schools even though academic performance remains unchanged. Clearly, this lavishness can be understood only as a pay-off to sustain racial peace.

The Treaty is sacrosanct across the ideological spectrum, and even admitting its existence is verboten. Nobody dare ask, for example, if all the affirmative action hires or government set-a-sides that guarantee domestic tranquility actually yield economic benefits. No struggling black university student worries that flunking out will endanger affirmative action; a dreadful drop-out rate will only bring more government largess.

Since the 1960s, with scant exceptions, this pay-off has been amazingly successful. Once common �race war� rhetoric (burn baby burn, the fire next time etc.) has virtually vanished. Urban riots have gone from once a week to once a decade. Black militancy has largely reverted to its pre-1960s form of litigation and legislative demands. White mayors no longer walk the streets to keep the peace during the �long hot summer� or plead for Washington money so they can hire community-activist firebrands. Yes, black crime persists, black-run cities like Newark and Detroit sink into Third-World depravity, and whites are sometimes the victims of black crime, but 1960s style anti-white mayhem (and revolutionary oratory) has, at least until very recently, almost vanished.

The key question is whether these flash mobs are the first inklings of a soon-to-be broken Treaty (recall how the �Arab Spring� began with a single, seemingly innocuous incident). It is not inconceivable that America could return to 1960s-style racial upheaval. It is this possibility, not the criminality per se, that makes proliferating flash mobs especially frightening. Aggressive policing in response could prompt a vintage urban riot, and rioting is often contagious. Fiscal cutbacks might end millions of government �make work� jobs for blacks, and many of the slots blacks used to fill are now taken by Hispanic immigrants. Our former $125,000-a-year principal will no longer have an incentive to keep the peace.

Keep in mind that no black under the age of 40 remembers the pre-Treaty days, a world without the lucrative spoils system and ego-enhancing PC. For them, all the keep-the-peace benefits bestowed by a white-dominated government are normal, a justly deserved arrangement with no expiration date.

Can anything be done if matters begin reverting to pre-Treaty days? Probably not much beyond more aggressive policing, a risky tactic that might exacerbate violence. The Treaty cannot be amended to provide even more benefits for blacks. Pressuring American firms to hire more unqualified African Americans or upping the penalties for alleged racial discrimination will just push businesses to North Dakota or Asia. It is hard to imagine America becoming even more PC on race. Admitting more unqualified blacks to colleges would just boost the drop-out rate. And forget about more generous welfare at a time when cities and states already have budget shortfalls. If anything, the tide seems to be turning to renegotiate the Treaty to cut benefits for blacks. State bans on racial preferences�never legislated by elected representatives but forced on them by voters�are a good example of how ordinary people are thinking.

In short, the Treaty may be expiring but the spoils system�even if the benefits are a little leaner�is probably forever.

Mr. Kay is a retired academic finally free to speak his mind.

(Posted on August 5, 2011)

Just curious, Under the "chick" section, why do posters ask "what do You think of Her"? Curious could be one, the other I think of is some sort of ego boost? Am I waaaaaaaaaaaaay off?

I must confess: I tried a camera chat site for the first time last night looking for someone to cyber with. I told myself I wouldn't venture over to the video chat, just the text, and I definitely wouldn't turn on my webcam. Somehow, I ended up hunched over my webcam, fucking myself with my favorite toy and frigging my clit until I couldn't hold myself up anymore.

I feel terrible and slutty, but I can't resist the allure of seeing a guy jack off for me. I'm not very pretty (I can delude myself that I'm cute-ish, but I'm pretty fat), and it's such a huge ego boost to see a guy working his cock just for me. So I guess I'm saying: guys, don't exit those black screens on Omegle so quickly. It might just be me, getting off hard to the sight of you getting off!

My girlfriend just turned 21 and I talked her into letting put a few pictures and things of her up on here for a bit of an ego boost. She's a little self conscious, so why don't you all let her know what you'd do to her. Would you be gentle or would you hold her down? Treat her well or violate her? She's a good little sub most of the time. More pics to come as we get responses, and maybe a few vids as well if there's enough interest.

Just got a new boost mobile phone and now every time i try to watch a video on ML it says 403 forbidden anybody know why? all other videos on other sites work. Please help!

When I was young my sister and I used to play around and read dad's porno magazines when mum and dad would leave us alone. When we got the internet it turned into, porn, chatrooms and truth or dare. Our truth and dares were based mostly on the new sorts of strange porn we encountered. A couple of times we even messed around with our kanine up until my sister found out it was all wrong and she started feeling ashamed and we stopped messing around.
I still liked it and liked it even more that it was wrong. So I used to spy on her and touch her while she was asleep or passed out.
Years later when I was 18 had a girlfriend who loved fucking but we didn't get any kinkier than letting people watch. I got her pregnant and we had a daughter but got kicked out of our flat, and had to all move into my parents house. While living there we ended up with a lot more spare cash, so we started experimenting with drugs and that lowered our inhibitions and boosted our sex drive. We started leaking out secrets and secret desires to each other while finding new ones while searching the net.
My gf had told me once before that her uncle had got drunk and did something with her that she was embarrassed to tell me. One night we decided we were comfortable enough to play hardcore no excuses truth or dare. I asked her to tell me about it and she admitted that she had got naked for him and jacked him off, and that she enjoyed it. That turned me on so I told her about my sister and she thought that was awesome because she had originally lost her virginity to her younger brother and ever since liked the idea of incest. After that there was no holds barred and she wanted to see me mess around with my sister. We planned it out and drugged my sis and she directed me in what she wanted to see me do. We did this three times before we moved out.
While living in our own house we moved on to other species and made a few home movies. Her brother needed a place to stay and I got him a job, and while we weren't there he was stealing our porn and we would find it in his room. That turned my gf on thinking he was wanking over her, so she got drunk and pretended to pass out on the couch while watching porn and fingering herself. When he got him he tested to see if she would wake up and started eating her out. She woke up and told him not to stop until she comes again. She then told him to get it out and she would return the favour if he would eat her again. She sucked him off til she was so horny she told hIm to just put it in. They were fucking when I got home, he freaked out but got back into her as soon as I said it was awesome. After he came on her I had a shot and we all slept in the same bed.
After that my gf made a deal with us that if her brother wanted to be able to fuck her and wanted to be able to have anything to do with it, we both had to agree that she was incharge and we couldn't refuse her instruction. She basically wanted to have a proper threesome whenever we all fucked. We all slept in one bed trying everything qe could think of for 6 months until we moved. Now we still try and do whatever taboos are available but have mostly been trying to do more different species.

My wife and I are heading for divorce, the arrogant bitch is happy to wait around until she finds another man to run off with. She’s still really good looking 41 Asian with a lot of options, I’m 44 out of shape and financially struggling. She has me in such a low confidence state of mind I spiralled into depression.

But something happened, I was out walking listening to music on the headphones, not paying attention to my surroundings, I walk past and said hi. A few seconds later it dawned on my and thought wait a min that lady was blushing, then I thought wait I know that face, then realised it was a girl I knew from 15-20 years ago. We used to  talk and flirt out in the pubs but nothing ever happened. I kept walking and it felt too awkward to turn back to chat, but I’m going to walk by that house often until I see her again.

My point is that that little interaction making her blush has been a big confidence boost, my wife always telling me I’m ugly and I’ve felt really Fucking useless. I feel like I can get my shit together now, and get a new girlfriend in the future. 

I confess that I can only get off to porn where a wife is taking a huge dick.

My wife is younger than I am. Every girl I've been with has raved about my cock. I'm not just saying they gave the "it is the best I've ever had" stuff every girl gives their man. I mean they would tell it like it was. Long, not super thick. They liked it. It always gave me a major confidence boost knowing that women liked what I was pushing their way. It helped me to be creative in bed.

If you have the right tools you just have to worry about the work. Now all I focus on is how hard my dick is, or if it is filling her enough. I even have her put her fingers in her pussy with my cock sometimes so I know she is full.

In any case. It has pretty well ruined me sexually. I have went from being a super alpha to being a solid beta. I seriously can only cum to porn where a girl is getting banged by a HUGE dick. Not just big it has to be huge. If not I feel like I know the girl isn't liking it.

I know this isn't an advise forum. I just thought I would confess my betaness to the pervs of motherless.

Moved in with my mom 2 states away 6 months ago after a shit show of a break up. Currently I'm 25 and she's 47, bigger woman probably 5'8 230 but hold her weight well but by no means is she common"milf" standards. Big context to this is my mom gave me up to my grandparents at a young age and my dad bounced before i was born. I was 19 when she came bck into my life so we were basically strangers for a long time and never had a "mother son" bond. Moving was basically all on a whim, i owned my own mobile home on a piece of property (no I'm not boasting or getting off track) i basically came back into my mothers life as a grown man with his shit together beings she hasn't been in a relationship in a while herself. Anyways we kinda skipped rekindling that bond and became best friends practically over night which led me here. Shes attracted to me its not hard to tell, she wants me to notice her and i make it clearly known that i do, the conversations have been personally explicit where we've both talked about whats attractive, kinks, sex positions etc. I dont like to credit myself for her confidence boost either that or she's gotten way more comfortable around me, i practically bought her a completely new wardrobe, panty and bra shopping, she went from wearing one piece bathing suits to two piece. She wears revealing clothing around the house 24/7 like in the picture both cheeks popping out. I plan on taking her out drinking and getting piss drunk this weekend and seeing what happens. If anything does happen a video will be coming 

Sex can boost the immune system right? Or is that one of those sub-urban myths? XD

I want to enter the stag-vixen, and or Swinger life and have my BBW Wife fuck other guys. Not into cuck humiliation, I get off on her pleasure and just the rush of the competition of fucking her better than the other guy. We talked a while ago and she's open to the idea, but she was brought up with traditional values, "that's less of an issues truly" and she's self conscious of her body being a bigger woman. She wanted a boost to her confidence so we talked and decided we would start showing off her and our sexy photos and videos. here https://www.adultism.com/profile/voluptuousminxandstud
and she has loved it. She has loved the compliments and messages, they have made her feel more sexy, attractive, and desirable. She has really opened up sexually with me. The past weekend she woke up and called me upstairs to "fix the shower drain". It was clogged... When Got up there she was on the bed naked already playing with her self and just let me throat fuck her. She takes slow deep throat but this was the first Throat fuck, and told me to try and fuck her ass when the most she's let me do before is shove a finger in. When we finally fucked she wanted me to tell her what it would be like to have another guy with us right then. It took everything in me no not immediately cum, I had to full stop for a good 15 seconds. She told me again to tell her. I talked dirty to her as I fucked her doggy for a good 10 min was all I could handle. When I backed away and the window light hit between us. She was soaked all down her thighs, and all over her ass, I was soaked down my legs and cock. The bed had a wet spot that looked like I had spilled an entire 32Oz water bottle. We cuddled, showered and had a great day and ended with amazing sex later in the evening. I am fucking chomping at the bit now to ask her if we can look for a guy for this weekend. But I'm afraid that would be to soon and might frighten her. For her this was like a light speed jump from vanilla only sex to this wild bed wetting sex goddess. Like in just a couple of months. Would I be asking too soon? Should I ask anyway? Do I just tell her in a sexy dominate way that we are going to do this this weekend?

My honey could use a boost with some visual cum bath and cock appreciation.... 

Mmmm, my backdoor pussy still winces in pleasure at the memory of it - still fresh in my head, despite the buzz I had going on my pretty femboy cd head! 😁👍❤️ This Xmas, I had a few of my Besties come by & spend a few days during the Xmas holiday with me & my 'Daddy' - needless to say, things got a bit wild & frisky between us, & well - I got myself DP'ed!!! 😁👍👍🍆💦❤️❤️❤️ Omfg, lol it was def orgasmic, in pleasure level! Feeling those two hard throbbing sticks of male dynamite explode gushers of semen & pulse hot & hard up my backdoor the same time, I was driven to a level of anal pleasure that made me moan load enough we had to boost the volume up on our tv speakers lol I damn well made myself a big bi-guy cd femboy slut at this year's XXXmas gathering, my 'Daddy' & the others whom where there loved my horny ravenous enthusiasm for wanting to & being fucked. So yah, lol other details aside of rest of the sex stuff that happened, that's my big thing to come forward with - I got two penises up my ass the same time, mmmmmmm & it felt fucking YUMMY!!! Not ashamed to say that as a sexually open, bi, femboy CD slutty princess lover of giving blowjobs & taking sodomy!!! 😉😁👍🍆💦I want my 'Daddy' to hurry the fuck up & come back to the damn car already from the liquor store - I want him to play with me in the car under my skirt to get me hot, before we step in the door home where I can attack his penis with savage mouth love. I love giving my 'Daddy' his evening mouth hugs - lol gives me a good appetizer for dinner later!!! *Another confession - my mouth gets separation anxiety if it's without a penis in it for very long, good thing 'Daddy' is here to provide for me!!! 😋👍🍆💦

I am guilty of bringing a huge complication into my life.

I am 30, and my older sister is 38. We both work in the same industry, and she is partnered up with a man in his 40s. Now it gets complicated. She was dating his best friend for over 10 years, and at that time, they became partners, in a project, that, mostly thanks to his expertise, brought them huge success, and all that comes with it. In the mean time, my sister broke up with his best friend, but that didnt affect their partnership, on the contrary, he took me under his wing, and my, boyfriend at the time, and gave our little project a boost, that made us somewhat successful.

I always thought there is something between him and my sister, but she always denied it. He is not married, gives off these playboy vibes (always did, even before the money), but she swears they are just friends.

Now comes the funny part. I got married in the mean time, and my husband, drunken by success, started cheating on me. Now, a little about myself, I am a humble woman, but I have always been aware of my looks, and the women he sees, besides being trashy, are, with all due humility, bellow me in every possible sense.

Now, since we are all good friends, and especially our livelihood is still dependent on him, that "friendship" is sometimes pushed further than it should be. We vacation at the same places, him and my husband, together with my sister, are always making plans on new things to do, so we do spend a lots of time together. And I have noticed how he looks at me.

He flirts, whenever we see each other, we hug (not so strange, we are from the Mediterranean area), but when doing so, he likes to rest his hands on my hips, or press a bit too hard against me.

This summer, on our vacation, me and him were early on the beach, before 7 am. He was there, and, I have to mention, he is a man who keeps good care of his body. He offered me coffee, that he brought with him in his thermos, and we chatted. Since we are, as I mentioned, Mediterranean, he was wearing slips, and I could see things underneath those, in full battle mode.

Now, I am no prude (obviously, since I am here), but that made me blush. I wanted to ignore it, look the other way, but it just slipped - "someone got up this morning, as well"

"Morning, day or night, that is how I am, when around you"

Till this day, I am not sure what I wanted to do, but I came close to him, and started rubbing him, through his speedos, while looking around if there was anyone who could see. I dont know if I would go any further, I am not sure if I would get it out, but he surprised me, and came in his speedos, just from a few rubs.

I was surprised, and, in a way flattered by this. I mean, how into you someone has to be, to do that?

I felt awkward after that, and until we all came back home, I was avoiding him.

But, as soon as we got back, he called me to "run something by me". He knew my husband was away abroad, so he suggested that he will "stop by after work".

He came, and as soon as he got the chance, he declared that he wants a blow job.

And I gave him one. This time, he lasted much longer.

After this, I have decided to put an end to it. But, not a week later, he sent me a text, saying, and I quote:

"I might have something for you and ****. Please come by the office tomorrow morning, as I am thinking more clearly when releaved of pressure."

That morning, while he was talking about this new project, that he thinks about, and if he should include us, he was unzipping his pants. And I blew him again.

We got the project, and, things evolved, and by the end of September, I was having sex with him, once or twice a week.

He became rougher and rougher, it even went all the way to anal, money kept pouring in, since we, now, almost became equal partners in the business.

Now, a week ago, he asked me to marry him. When I told him that I am married, and that my sister is his partner, and that I have kids, life and everything, he just shrugged and told me he is gonna dump them all, and make me partner, only partner in his business.

I feel like, whatever choice I make, it will be a wrong one. If I refuse, I think he will cut off, both me and my husband, but if I agree (and I do want to agree), I dont know if I could cope with the consequences of that.

I am not asking for advice, I just wanted to let this off my chest.

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A story I wrote. Tell me if you want more:

Candice had just turned 14 the day before. Now she found herself bent over a desk at the front of the room in her 8th grade health class. Her shirt was pulled up around her neck, and her small, puffy breasts were hanging over the edge of the desk. Her dress was flipped up and her panties pulled down around her ankles. She was a randomly selected volunteer for that day's experiment: qualitatively assessing the human physiological response to sexual stimuli.

The teacher had his large hand on her ass, spreading her cheeks apart and wiping her asshole with a soft, damp sponge. He said to the class, "I need someone to come up here and administer the stimulation. Who wants to volunteer?" All the boys in the class raised their hands, while the girls looked down at their desks or giggled to themselves, keeping their arms down. "I need a female volunteer, that way Chelsea won't feel so self-conscious. Anna, why don't you come up here and help?"

Anna, 13 years old, a small, shy brunette walked to the front of the class and looked down at her shoes. One of the boys yelled, "Haha, Anna's a lesbo!" The teacher retorted, "We'll not have any outbursts in this class. This is an educational experience and we're doing this for the sake of knowledge." He turned to Anna. "Okay, Anna, start off by applying gentle pressure to her anus and see how she responds." Hesitantly, Anna took her finger and ran it over Candice's asshole. Candice's anal muscles spasmed slightly at the feeling, causing Anna to pull away in surprise. The teacher said, "It's, okay, nothing to be frightened of. Everyone, record that reaction in your notes. Anna, put some of this lubricant on your thumb and press on Candice's anus until you're just able to penetrate it."

As Anna took her lubed thumb and pressed, Candice's face flushed with embarrassment. When Anna's thumb finally entered her asshole, her expression changed to one of shock and surprise, quickly inhaling and emitting a small moan. "Very good Anna," said her teacher, "now I want you to take your free fingers and slowly massage Candice's vulva." Candice She closed her eyes in shame, feeling her pussy quickly growing wetter as Anna executed the command.

"Okay," said the teacher, "I want everyone to come up here and get a close look at what's happening." The other students gathered in close. The teacher grabbed one of Candice's breasts and angled it toward the rest of the students. "Notice how her skin is becoming more flush and the tissue in her breasts is swelling slightly as she becomes more aroused? Henry, come over here and get your face in between Candice's legs. Can you see how the same thing is happening to her genitals? Take a good whiff and see if you can smell the secretions her vagina is producing." Henry, a blonde, slight boy of 13 did as he was told. "Yuck! It smells gross!" He quickly pulled his head back from between Candice's legs. The teacher looked at Henry, amused. "It's an acquired taste, but you'll come to appreciate it. Anna, thanks for your help. There is some hand sanitizer on my desk for you to use." Anna pulled her thumb out of Candice's butt, much to Candice's relief.

"Okay," said the teacher, "it's time to observe the next level of stimulation." He unzipped his pants and produced his thick, swollen cock. Candice looked at it, horrified. What was coming next? The teacher came around behind her and slowly guided himself into her pussy. Just as Candice was adjusting to the new situation, the teacher grabbed her hair and violently pulled her head back. "Okay, fucking slutty tease, this is what you get for trying so hard to boost your grades by sucking up." He began pounding Candice's pussy hard while tears welled in her eyes. "You're just a fucking piece of shit who just wants to get boned. Now you're getting what you wanted!" Amidst the rapid thrusting, the teacher's cock slipped out and was redirected into Candice's asshole with tremendous force. Candice screamed and began wailing.

women swear up and down that they dont like being hit on, complimented or "thirsty" men, thats only half true. its flattering, seeing it happen to someone else makes us horny. having screenshots or tons of men in their dm's boosts up their confidence and when they bitch about it on social media they are really just telling the world that theyve been slutty.

my confession, im a lesbian and wish women would do that to me. only difference, i wouldnt run and snitch to the world, id be a huge secret slut for all of the women who didnt look like a dumptruck.

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