Recently I've just discovered beastiality and I fucken love it, yes I know I'm late, but anyways we've had a number of horses ever since I could remember so they were nothing special or exciting until started watching beastiality and I've been trying to get my little sister into it too. In april I made my sis(19) go clean our mare's sheath, which is basically cleaning our male horse's private area for dirt and smegma. After I told her I ran to fetch one of our female horses for the male so he'd get a boner then I left, he was big long and hard but my sis took forever and he began to shrink again so I was gonna called it quits.

Then finally my she came out straight to the barn all pissed off cause I told her, I hid up in the office where you can see everything in the barn with the lights off and started wacking off as she came in. She put gloves on and started talking to Buck our horse then reached inside the skin of his cock with a wet sponge, it took about 5 to 10 mins until he finally dropped his cock and omg the look on her face was priceless because she's never been this close to one of our male horse's fully erected before. She just stood there staring at that thick 20 inch horse meat then hosed it off, put all the equipment away and left. It was hot and funny as hell too cause she was blushing and pretended not to notice it.

I'm gonna try again before she leaves for summer classes.

So I had the experience I am about to describe and I want to know what to do next time something like that happens again to be prepared.

Back in the day I had to work in a charitable organization as a driver as part of the alternative service in lieu of military service that every man had to endure(if you didn't you went to jail) in germany.

So as I was driving this company's cars, I had to reach the cars somehow. I did that by using my bike each day to drive to this place where the cars were parked.

I didn't have much to do with the other drivers, I talked to them from time to time but that was it. As it had already happened a few times in my life with other people, they started disrespecting me.

What followed was this situation when there is an elephant in the room and when you ask about it no one agrees with you, that it is there. So I kept on doing what I always did, driving, living my life. Once when I came back from a long drive I couldn't find my bike. I looked around everywhere but I couldn't find it. So I looked up and I found it in one of the trees. I climbed up and fetched it.

As we always had to report back at the end of the day, I drove back to the main station with my bike. I met a bunch of other drivers there.

I asked them who did it. Do you know this facial expression when the other person knows something about you that is not in your favor but doesn't tell you and pretends that everything was all right? At first nobody said anything, then there was this vague "he did it", pointing at some guy. But it was never said with conviction. And even if he actually did it, what should I have done to him? Sued him? Whatever legal measures I would have taken, it wouldn't have done any significant harm to him.

As you can see, there are more questions in this.
How do you deal with people, who know exactly what is going on but don't tell you and who draw joy out of seeing you struggle when they could end it with just a tiny information?
What do you do if someone else tells you that this or that guy did something when you didn't see it and he doesn't admit that?
And even if he actually did it, what should I have done to him? Sued him?

How do I initiate a 3some?

My question is as above, basically my fiancee is bi but from a long time ago, before she met me she had a little bit of a fool around with some girls but nothing really more than oral.

When we watch porn, it tends to be Lesbian porn because that's what she likes and I'm not going to complain. If it's lesbian anal porn (either dildo's or strapons) or even just normal straight MF anal then she gets fucking soaking wet.

I've said a couple of times, can we have another girl in the bedroom some time and she usually says 'yes but you can't fuck her'. I think that would change in the heat of the moment, but I've no idea how to get to that point, she's not willing to go and fetch a girl and I'm fucking hopeless at picking people up.

The whole anal thing is a funny one, whenever I try to prod her arse with my cock she doesn't let me get very far and says it hurts, but she can easily take the head of one of her toys which is not *quite* as big as me (yes, I know, lube etc - not that daft).

Any advice?

Soo I never really thought I was any good at weighting but I'm partying a bit and got in the zone and wrote this exotic short story can anyone tell me if it's any good and or give me feedback? Thanks here it is
I woke up with much reluctence this morning kept awake all night by my raging hard on that just won't go away. Porn doesn't do it for me anymore after all the sluts that opened up all there tight holes for me too use and abuse for hours on end. I definitely had a feeling this was gunna be another routine boring Wednesday. Getting to my work I was about 10 minutes late and then I had ten minutes of elevators to navigate my boss usually doesn't notice as she's to concerned with yelling at her fool of a bookkeeping husband. No matter if he works four times as hard as her she doesn't let him know it. Coming up too my floor the elevator doors open and I jet too my desk as I round the last turn my boss Clara is coming the opposite way i smash right into her and of course she's wearing the skimpyiest dress ever made. As we hit the ground my head ends up right in between her huge DD tits and I can't say I didn't love the couple seconds in between her perky twins. As I scramble to my feet helping her up and fetching her papers my hard on from this morning returned and it is beyond noticeable as she gets ready to scold me for my tardiness and carelessness she spots my package bulging from my pants. All I get is a smirk as she says see me in my office when you have a moment. I start to apologize and she shushs me and grabs my cock through my pants and whispers your friend better be at his best. I stagger confused to my desk and take a moment. Could she really want me? At work of all places with her husband right outside her office!?!? I could only dream of what she had in store. As I approached her office her kiss ass husband rushes to open and hold the door to her office for me as i pass the bags under his eyes tell me he hasn't had much rest in the past couple days he closes the door behind me and I sit in the chair directly in front of my boss. As she looks up from her papers she shoots me a rather invasive look and looks me up and down. She stands up and approaches my side placing her hand on my shoulder dragging her nails across my back as she circles me. jesse what am I gunna do with you always coming in late and being unsafe while at work. Not too mention flaunting your rock hard cock right in front of me expecting to get away with it!?!? Well I'm gunna have to suspend you unless you can help me out with a little personal problem. My jaw had long since hit the floor and my cock was hard as rock instantly begging for me too slam her tight little hole. I managed to choke out what problem? Clara stands right in front of me and pushes her tight little ass up onto the desk placing her feet on either armrest of my chair. Spreading her legs and pushing her skirt up revealing her shaved little slit and spreading her pussy for me too see she says my deadbeat husband can't satisfy me soo as your punishment you must lick my pussy until I'm satisfied. All I could think was that I must be in a dream this couldn't be real but it was real and I realized this was a chance of a life time as I started to speak Clara grab my hair and pulls my head between her legs and says lick me you pervert without hesitation I start running my tounge up and down her wett little hole sucking and playing with her hard clit. Her grip on my hair gets tighter as she pushes my face into her horny little twat as her breathing gets heavier I can feel her pussy juice drip down my chin as I taste and savor it all barely having any time too breath I can tell she's going to cum soon. Her hips starting to buck around my head Clara thighs tighten and her head flips back as she says I'm gunna cum all over you I lick suck and tounge her hole as fast as I can and as she cums all I feel is a huge blast of cum fill me mouth and spray all over me drenching my clothes and upper body. As soon as she's done cuming I swallow all her squirt that sprayed into my mouth and clean her pussy and legs until she stops shaking. I look up for approval and she seems happy her feet fall and she stands up giving me a sinful glance. That was better than my limpdick husband could ever achieve but you still have lots too prove she pulls out the second bottom drawer to her desk and grabs a huge dildo at least 8 inches and thick! I immediately ask why she needs that? And with a wicked smile replys oh it's for you my dear. Again I was stunned and confused. As she lubes up this huge dildo I reply what? All she says is on all fours now or your fired. I hesitate but end up going along with this as I'm on her desk ass in the air I can't help but ask if she's serious. Of course she replys I am dead serious all I can muster is please don't anything else I'll do anything! It's gunna hurt! Please don't but as she places the huge dildo up against my Virgin hole I can tell I'm in for the ride of my life. Without warning she pushes the huge cock into my ass stretching me soo wide I scream in pain. She assures me she has soundproofed the room just for these occasions and as my ass gets used to the large object stretching my tight little ass the pain subsides for the most part. Being able to relax she starts working the cock in and out making me clutch and claw the desk begging for mercy to my surprise my cock was pulsing eager to have some attention. I'm finally starting to feel the pleasure of having my ass fucked when Clara grabs my balls from behind and squeezes them soo hard I almost buckle from the pain just as I'm about to collapse from the pain she pulls the cock out and spreads my ass wide and spits in my gaping hole she places the giant cock beside me and calls for her bitch of a husband he replys just one moment darling! And hurrys in to see me spread out and naked to my surprise he doesn't seem affected by this ND asks what he may do Clara replys I need you too clean jesses ass for me I just finished punishing him for his actions earlier as I finnaly start to regain strength he hurrys over and starts licking and sucking clean my stretched out hole after a minute or soo she commands him to suck my cock and pulls me to the side till I'm on my back her bitch boy husband goes to town on my cock. I can't help but love the attention my cock is getting from this bitch boy choking on my dick I've never been soo hard just as I'm getting ready to blow my load she stops him and once again pulls up her skirt climbing up onto the desk and covering her tight little ass hole with squirt she puts my cock on her little hole and sits all the way on my throbbing cock. Her hole is unbelievably tight and jumping up and down on my cock is making her scream in pleasure I can see her body start to shake as she rubs her clit getting ready to cum again she commands her bitch boy too get ready as she cums her pussy starts spraying squirt all over both of us her bitch boy trying to get as much into his mouth as possible as soon as she's done drowning us in cum my cock explodes into her ass pulsing and giving Clara the biggest load of cum I've ever shot. She slows down until I'm completely drained motioning for her bitch boy husband too sit mouth open under the edge of the desk as she lifts off my cock she places her hand over her ass soo my huge load isn't wasted and once her husband is in place pushes out all of my thick cum into his mouth forcing him too swallow it all she gets down and straightens her clothes out and rebuns her hair looking at me she yells well get the fuck off my desk and clean up your still at work! I bounce to my feet and she offered me a clean shirt I throw it on and make myself presentable I ask what was this all about? She replys this has always been the best way to judge a loyal employee be proud you passed your job depended on it now get back too work! I scurry to the door and as I look back in a confused state Clara sends a stream of piss into her bitch boys mouth giving me the most sadistic grin imaginable. As I sit at my desk I can't help but think what I'll have to do next to get out of trouble.

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I confess, i was a nerd who almost took it too far.
long story short, i was lonely, depressed, suffering from PTSD. i grew up in a war torn country, and after serving in the military and overseas for well over 5 years i felt ready to put my plan in motion...
sadly thinking back it seems all a bit retarded. essentially i wanted to become the punisher. without too much of a backstory, lets say that those who know my life wouldnt find it too far fetched that this was my plan at one point. but yeah, sounds pretty crazy now that i have 2 children and a wife.
my plan had gotten pretty far, had built a pretty decent armory (now liquidated) and amassed enough intel and skills to pull it off. at least for a little while that is until i would inevitebly take a few shots to the head and die...
essentially i believe this plan was more of a fancy suicide mission then anything. but hey, if you gotta die. might as well go out with a bang.
of course i would have started with easy small fish, black stickup men and dealers. nobody investigates a gang banger getting shot. and shit would they be easy to pick off.
at least those taliban motherfuckers know how to use the sights on their guns, these little street clowns worry more about keeping their pants from falling then about proper aiming and tactical positioning. it would have been like shooting fish in a barrel...
sigh, i should be happy that this is no longer a plan for me. but in a way i wish i had pulled it off.

Some time ago I used to have a mobile DJ business. 90% of my jobs were wedding receptions playing corny crap like The Chicken Dance and stuff like that.
I was 37 at the time.
The area I covered was in the upper midwest and often my gigs where a long drive away. When the drive was over 100 miles or so I would include the cost of a hotel room in my fee so I wouldn't have to drive so far after a night of working and drinking.
This one gig was like that and it was a pretty good party, some families are lame and dont get going much but this one was a good bunch who danced and drank alot which always makes the night more fun.
One of the brides maids was this very, very cute teener. Actually the reason I am writting this is because I found this pic here

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I woke up a few hours latter, went out to get some coffee and kept my eyes open for her but she and her mom had already left.

One of the best mights I ever had and I was let with 2 questions:
What was her last name and was she on the pill?

Let me start by first mentioning that my father was raised in an incestuous family before marrying and having two kids (myself and my little brother). My mother knows nothing of that part of his past, nor of the love i shared with him.

I had been expirementing with my brother and two cousins (one boy one girl) since we were little; from 'show me yours i'll show you mine' to rubbing the heads of their dicks on our clits (yeah, we were horny lil kids).

We had been swiping our uncle's 'nudie deck' from his room and would try to copy what the people on the cards were doing. I would always think the women were so pretty, and thought how badly i wanted to be like one of them, enjoying themselves like that, but whenever we wanted to try penetration, the boys would say their penises felt too sensitive, so that never occured, but oral play & grinding made up most of the time we shared at family reunions.

My parents married early, one of those "omg im pregnant, let's get married so it's not born out of wedlock" situations. But overall they were wonderful together, but as work demanded more of my mother, she was doing night shifts and was never around. With her never around to see us our father had to pick up the slack and play 'super-dad' during the day, with mom arriving at our bedtime usually in a grumpy mood.

After dinner the three of us (me, bro, dad) would always sit down to watch a movie before bedtime. My brother would always want to sit as close to the TV as possible, and Dad would always lay behind me cuddled up on the couch.

I don't remember exactly how or when it happened, but my father started placing his dick between my thighs. He taught me how to stroke him with my thighs while he would grab my hips and thrust (sometimes his head would rub against my clitoris). My brother never noticed us, and he would have me go fetch a towel when he would get close to climax (at the time i had no clue why he needed a towel). But i knew that what we were doing was enjoyable for both of us. And i felt that as long as no one was being hurt, and both of us were enjoying ourselves, i saw no reason to stop these bonding moments with my father.

Three months later we had been down at the river all day so everyone was nice and tuckered out, ready for that one last movie before bed. Dad called me into his room, and i bounded inside to see him sitting on his bed with something in his hand. He was holding the deck of cards, "I found these in your room" i remember his voice sounding so steady, not embarassed to find them at all. So i came clean. I told him about how we would take them, and try and copy them, i was so scared i was going to get in HUGE trouble.

He smiled and shook his head a little before asking me to come in for a hug. He then explained to me that all of that is a natural curiosity, he had done it when he was a kid, in fact his whole family did; and not be ashamed or scared of the curiosity, that we could ask him and mom anything, anytime. I hugged him so tightly, i was so happy that he wasn't mad. When i let go he asked me if i would like to try some of these cards with him and the rest of the family? I of course agreed.

We called my brother into the room, and at first he freaked (saw the cards) but we explained to him, everything was fine, and what we had just talked about. So we flipped the first card, it was a woman giving oral. So i took my brother into my mouth with my father's eyes glued on me. When it was my father's turn i could barely fit him in my mouth. Hard as i tried i just couldn't get past his head, i felt so awful, unable to take my father in me, i felt like i had let him down so much i just wanted to cry.

He saw my sadness and said that it's okay, something like that would take a very long time before i was ready for it, and it was hastey of him to try and push me so fast. So he hugged me again, and told us to hold on to the deck of cards and to bring them out anytime we wanted to play. So we hid the cards, and went to the living room where our movie was waiting, and i gladly welcomed my father's member between my thighs. This time he actually came all over my thighs and got a bit on the blanket covering us. i had no clue what was on me, but knew to get a towel.

These wonderful afternoons continued for almost a month (never used the cards again though), until the divorce happened. My mother's job demanded her to relocate to a different state, (not saying which one but it rhymes with plexus) She had also met a man online that she had been setting up a fling with, so things were starting to fall apart. Meanwhile my father had made the ultimate sacrifice and took the blame on a crime for a friend (claimed it was a misdemeanor), which resulted in a five year sentencing (yikes!!) so my mother saw it fit to divorce him and try and severe all connections we had with him.

Since then, i still stay avidly in contact with my father, but never having the opportunity to talk to him face to face and especially alone. He gets out next year, but possibly by this holiday season if his behavior remains good (c'mon dad i know you can) But i worry that maybe his thoughts have changed since then, (im hoping not) i still love my father with all my heart, and all i want is him back in my life.

I confess I find the posters to Motherless Confessions are getting more and more far fetched all the time. Must be mostly inexperienced, hormone driven adolescent boys fantasizing or fat, bald, old men with shriveled up dicks trying to get off to their imagination..

My New Year's wish is that people would post real confessions and not all these all but impossible scenarios.

This Saturday was my mom out partying with her ​​girlfriends. and around 02 at night one of her friends called me up and said they just put my mom in a taxi home and that she was really drunk. she wanted me to wait for the taxi and help my mom in bed. when the taxi stopped outside our home, I paid the female driver for the trip and then opened the back door. that mom was drunk could not be mistaken. when I got her out of the car and the taxi drove off, she could hardly stand on their own feet. my mom looks pretty good for being 44 years old. She was also wearing a blouse under a jacket that really tightened on her breasts, and a skirt that sat tight on her butt. she was in my eyes piss drunk, and I understood why her friends sent her home. all the way from the street into her bedroom she muttered how kind and helpful I was to her, and she hugged me several times while she struggled to stand up. When we came into the bedroom and I managed to get her to sit on the bed so she wanted something to drink, so I fetched a glass of water from the kitchen to her. when I came into the bedroom again had my mother managed to get off her jacket and sat and fumbled with the buttons in her blouse and she looked at me and giggled that she could not cope with them. I stood in front of her when she drank some water and then took the glass and put it on the bedside table. Mom sat and rocked with her legs back and forth while she supported herself on her hands behind her back a bit. She said she was embarrassed a bit to me because she was so drunk that she was. I said it did not do anything and that I have seen her drunk before, and that I myself have been as drunk (which she also knew about) and that she would crawl into bed. Mom grinned and slurred - I probably need help to undress me, would you help me please? I thought I heard wrong ..... my mom asks me to undress her !!!!..... of course I said yes! I sat down on my knees before her and began undoing the buttons of her blouse. and saw her breasts silhouetted behind a lace bra ... I could barely tear my eyes from them, I admit. when I got off her blouse she mumble - my bra too!. I began to tamper with the lock behind her back when my mom suddenly gave me a kiss on my cheek and said - you're such a sweetie. just when I got off her bra and her breasts popped out in front of my eyes ... Her breasts were right firm and her nipples quite stiff. She fell backwards on her back and told me to pull the skirt of her. I could hardly believe I was sitting on my knees on the floor between my mums legs and was about to undress her!! when I got off her skirt halfway I realized that her panties went the same way.! My Mom did not seem to care about it the least, but a slurred-thanks sweetie! just then I realized that I sat and looked straight in between my mums Slightly spread legs, and then realized that her pussy was clean shaven. with a pair of inviting pussy lips glistening a bit of moisture. my dick reacted immediately and stiffened in my pants. I managed to compose myself and finally had to get my mom on the right side of the bed. before I put a blanket over her, I stood and looked at her naked body .. her nice tits and inviting pussy between her legs.after I was up and jerking in my bed to the memory of what I have just seen. and realized I got a new wanking object. MY OWN MOM!

Alright, so my mom re-married when I was young and my step-father's family
is very large and I am constantly meeting new people. A year or so ago I was introduced to his cousin and their daughter [Alexis].
My sister (half-sister [Let's call her Max]) got close to her and they started sleeping over to each others' houses and when she came to my house she would always ogle me a bit, but I ignored it. One time they decided to sit with me through a movie or show or something. Alexis sat in between. The couch had enough space that we could all put our feet on it and such, so it was spacious.
Alexis decided she was cold and I fetched us some covers.
Now, me being the horny teen that I am, I put my hand on her lap.
She looked at me, it seemed to be a mix of pleasure and confusion, so I took it off.
Later on when Max was engulfed in the TV, Alexis whispered to me "You know, it's weird, whenever I fall asleep, I can't feel anything. Like, you could hit me or touch me and I wouldn't wake up." I didn't really respond, just gave her a confused look, and then I noticed she turned her back to my sister and closed her eyes.
Question, do you think the following events were wrong? Did I misread the "situation"? Despite the whole "family" thing and my sister being right there?
Following events of her "slumber." I took this as invitation to put my hand on her lap... and then move it up to her thighs (she wore black tights by the way.)
I very un-smoothly lowered her tights and spread her panties and stuck my finger in. She was, I think, trying not to react to anything, and I started to finger her and rubbed her clit. Now, I'm not green in this department, but I don't have TOO
much experience and she wasn't reacting so I just did this for about a minute and got bored and stopped and just grabbed her boobs a little (for my own satisfaction)and then left.

Now, based off the response and demand I'll post some other stories dealing with Alexis. I might even give you our ages if you care enough.

I confess I just spent £80 on a hooker in Milton Keynes, UK. She had an attractive profile on Adultwork (pic refers) and I was prepared for reality to be less attractive. When she answered the door, I could see she was pretty, blonde and skinny and she looked as if she might be pregnant which is a fetish of mine. However, she had a cold sore on one side of her mouth and I suspected there might be other blemishes. Still the rear view following her upstairs had me hooked. The remainder of my session with her was dictated by my penis' brain.

We agreed the money including bareback penetration without me coming inside her. Then she took off her slip and I could see that she had slim hips and a hard small bump. She claimed to have just had a surgical miscarriage (termination?) and then saw me looking a the 8mm dia brown scars in her groin over each femoral artery. I was 90% certain that they were evidence of past substance injection. She fed me some cock and bull story about having to have a microsurgery because she was too small for a vaginal procedure (of course she used a simpler vocabulary but this was the far fetched story she peddled).

Still, I pretended to buy the story and fucked her anyway. I may be an idiot for going bare with a past or present substance abuser but I wasn't enough of an idiot to think that laparoscopy scars would be where she said!

Was a good fuck but I won't be going back. I can get better value at less risk and I couldn't do it again 'in cold blood'.

I guess I will be off to the GUM clinic for a test...

Hey one and all! Care to help a guy out with a couple problems? I know these may seem..trivial, but alas I like to play most things safe haha just seeking help!

Okay, so problem number one; cam girls. Is there any place you can get one on one without using a credit card? ..Or have the option to be seen or not seen for that matter! I know what I'm describing may be far fetched and out of bounds, but I'd like some help! Something safe and legal,y'know!

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Please forgive my poor wording, my native language is French but I found nowhere to post this on a french speaking site. Then I found out Wordreference and I decided to write my account in English but you might still read some weird sentences.

My name is Sonia, I am a young mother and I live alone with my son since a decade now. His father left me when he learned I was pregnant and I managed with all the difficulties of being a single parent.

I made quite a few sacrifices to do the job alone, and of course I wanted my son to have both his parents, but the situation is now not at all the same anymore. Today I am glad to have escaped from marriage, but I also receive a strange reward.

I do not know if having all the authority and be the only witness at home have something to do with it but I let myself be won by a kind of deviance. I use my son to satisfy a perversion that has taken more and more place. I'm kind of nice, and I would say it's not difficult because my boy is a real angel, but I also have a hidden side and I use him to satisfy a shameless pleasure. I do not "hurt" him but since 2 years I submit him to procedures that I hypocritically pass for a necessity: medical examinations.

These are not exams to play. They have become more and more demanding, mainly because of the effects they cause and which have led me to go further and further. And there is the complete docility of my son, which I maintain by his shame. I made him enter in a vicious circle that I perpetuate; his reactions are the cause of my auscultations, which engender again these reactions. It is rather sly but unstoppable. I justify my examinations by the effects it has on him, which are the cause of new interventions..

It all started with a severe constipation and a stool that I had to "go for" one day. He came telling me that he could not get it out and despite my encouragement and several attempts nothing happened. I later saw that it was so dehydrated that it adhered too much to be evacuated normally. I finally made up my mind to help him "manually".

I asked him to pull down his clothes and wait for me on the living room couch while I fetched a moisturizer and a pair of gloves sold with children's paint. I put them on with difficulty and made him lie on his back. I lubricated my index finger, raised his legs and I slowly entered until I felt something.

It had not been easy, his faece was hard and plated all around. I had the idea to rotate it to try to make it move but that pushed it just farther. I then insinuated my finger on the side to try to hang it. I had to struggle to get through while he was breathing jerkily. I put my finger in a hook and I heard a big sigh. My finger was stretching his sphincter in this position and I was pushing at the same time on the side to have an anchorage.

I started to pull and it slowly came out in the middle of moanings. The piece then detached itself from the rest and I had to start again, in all I went back four times to take it fully out. My son was pushing more and more, which actually helped me but he continued while I felt nothing more. I tried to search all around and deeper if there was still something to remove but it only made him push, by the way so much that his head was rising.

Then I had a big surprise. His face was all red and he was trying to hide his crotch. That's when I saw he had an erection! It was an almost unreal situation, full of interdictions. What I had done, his erection, his shame.. and I do not know why but I liked it. And I wanted to add something more. I asked him why he had his little stick all stiff. He was really embarrassed that I talked about this and was trying to hide himself as best as he could.

My gaze passed from his face to his abdomen. I was aroused and wanted to accentuate even more his shame.. "Don't you know that it's dirty to be all hard like this?" He did not say anything, looking at me red to the ears and it gave me a kind of drunkenness.

Looking for a video from years back. Started out with a guy playing fetch with his dog then a knock at the door. A blonde teen walks in wearing a short Jean skirt and ugg boots. She eventually gets bent over their furniture and taken from behind. Any help please!

I nervously arrived late at the party. though the crowed room I recognized Chelsea instantly. Even with her back to me I could tell it was her, a red silk dress clinging tightly to her slim curved body, I admit I've run my eyes over her curves on many lustful occasion... but I dreaded seeing her also. Chelsea was a notorious bitch.
Tonight it was a business function, I was dressed in my best suit, my only suit, but it still looked good. Chelsea and the other manageresses looked amazing, tight skimpy cocktail dresses with a lot of cleavage on show.

It was a meet and greet, a lot of big money clients we in tonight. The company sent the 3 female managers (the bitches of Eastwick) I was out numbered 3 to 1 and even though I was several decades her senior Chelsea was my direct manager and she made no secret that she enjoyed the power dynamic. She treated me like absolute shit.. and tonight was no different. I was fetching and carrying.. mostly drinks to her table as she tried to impress the clientele and the 2 other female managers at our table.
She used her usual combination of flirting and displays of power.. always at my expense.. she mocked my age and my weight and then send me scurrying off for more alcohol.
At one point I struck up a conversation with a client, it was a nice conversation I was making an impression, that was until Chelsea butted in. She ran around the table and seeing there were no seats free next to the client sat her self down hard on my lap. She laughed and joked with the client in a loud and annoying way, and as he made a retreat back to his table behind me she reached after him, with one hand waving her drink in the air and her other hand using the back of my head as leverage.. oblivious to the fact she was pressing my face between her warm firm breasts. I held my breath, my cock instantly bulged in my pants as if I overdosed on Viagra. She sat back down on my lap, my head freed from her cleavage and my rock hard cock pressing against her very firm silky ass. "pervert" she exclaimed as she pushed my head back roughly and stood up and wobbled back to her table. I headed for the bar as my cock shrank back.
The night dragged on and the venue emptied, Chelsea continued to harass clients as she poured drinks down her throat. as the lights started to turn off, one of the managers left for home while the other was showing a lot of interested in a black, deadlocked waiter, he returned the interest and soon they abandoned Chelsea too. Unlike Chelsea I was completely sober, I had been nursing my complimentary drink all evening.
As I headed for the door I saw Chelsea slumped at the table, a bottle of cheap prosecco in her hand. "Time to go, their kicking us out" I said wearily. She mumbled something. So I pulled her up from the seat and attempted to guide her to the door.. Bang.. she face-planted into the hardwood floor, she was lucky not to lose her teeth.
Thankfully a friendly waiter helped me lift her outside.. "you date had a little too much fun?" he inquired.. "she's not my date" I responded in a resigned and grumpy way, he smiled as we slid her into the first taxi that arrived.

I sat in the back seat of a rather filthy looking taxi, numerous air fresheners failed at suppressing the stink of stale tabacco and sweat. "Where too" said the taxi driver, who would have made a excellent Saddam Hussein impersonator, maybe he was one of his doubles in a past life.
I found her address on our companies website and mumbled it to the driver. He nodded and off we went. As we drove I used one hand to hold Chelsea's head against the car door and the other rummaged through her handbag in an attempt to find her keys. I eventually found them along with a roll of 10 condoms.. Wow Chelsea, I thought.. you had plans. The taxi driver was looking all the time in the rear view mirror.. "your going to have some fun with your wife?" he inquired.. "she's not my wife" I responded "Shes a whore" I said, still shocked and her mountain of condoms. "she looks expensive" he smiled back at me.. "no, she's a cheap cunt" I blurted out. he laughed. "nice, nice" he grinned.

We pulled up outside her rather nice apartment building, I opened the front door, her name was 2 rows from the top of the doorbells.. and no there was no lift in the building. Sadam said he would like to help carry her up but we would need help.. his cousin was near by so he called him. I sat back in the car beside Chelsea and as I did her head flopped into my lap. I placed my hand on the back of her head with the intension of moving her.. but I lingered, I could feel her breath through my trousers and once again my cock bulged. I shifted in my seat and positioned her head so her open mouth was resting over my rock hard knob. and as I pushed her head towards me her lips gripped my bulging pants..

"He's here now.. lets move the whore inside for you" Saddam grinned. I slowly pulled her head up and we began the arduous climb.. how could someone so petite weigh so much. We tried carrying her in several different ways, two carrying her arms while I carried her by the feet (I must admit I was staring up her skirt at her skimpy red silk panties half the time) other times we tried taking turns carrying her like a plank of wood, often Saddam and his rat faced cousin would cop a feel of Chelsea's tits when they thought I wasn't looking. I didn't care, I just wanted her upstairs before I had a heart attack.

Eventually we got her inside and dropped her like a sack of coal, she flopped on a magenta coloured chez lounge, her legs spread on either side, and we all looked.. her red satin panties were pressed tight against her body, and it revealed every curve and fold of her pussy mound. Saddam and Rat boy were transfixed, but still mentioned that the taxi fare was more than double, it was 4 times the normal price.. She had 50 pounds in her purse so I reached for my wallet.

"unless" said Saddam.. He gestured towards Chelsea's helpless body and raised a eyebrow.. "Just a quick feel" nothing more.
I looked into my wallet.. "Fuck her" I said only meaning it as an expression of frustration.. but they took it literally "Give us a condom then mate" and to my disbelief I slowly handed them over "I want to watch" I said.. They nodded.

Rat face unzipped his pants and released a long and excessively hairy cock then struggled to open the condom packet and pull the rose-coloured condom over his purple knob.
Saddam meanwhile took his time slowly running his dirty tobacco stained thumb up and down her pussy crack carefully and deliberately, then pressed it hard into her cunt. Thumb and satin pantie must have made it a inch inside her body and when he retracted his thumb the panties still filled Chelsea's deep cunt.

Rat face was in a hurry, with one swift move he pulled Chelsea's panties off, her perfect pussy open and on show. I was breathing heavily as Rat boy pushed Chelsea's knees back and rammed his hairy cock as hard as he could into Chelsea's helpless pussy and he pounded her hard and fast, his hairy middle eastern plowing into Chelsea between her pale perfect legs. Saddam at this stage had freed her perfect breasts from the tight confines of her cocktail dress and he took his time cupping them and groping her.

Chelsea was at this stage bouncing and flopping on the chez lounge, her head hung over the edge as her pale breasts flopped back and forth above. I watch her mouth as it hung open, her soft red lips had been wrapped around my trousered cock minutes ago now excited me again.. this mouth that had tormented me all evening.. all year.. I keeled beside her, unzipped my trousers, and slowly slid the full length of my cock between her soft pink lips and deep into her warm wet mouth. by now Saddam was taking his turn and pounding Chelsea "fucking whore" he would exclaim with every third thrust and with every thrust Chelsea's head would rock back and forth on my cock.

eventually the two taxi drivers zipped up their pants and headed for the door leaving only a trail of filled condoms in their wake. All of a sudden the room was quiet, it was just me and a semi clothed Chelsea.
I managed to lift her into her bed, I stripped her completely and cleaned up the mess the taxi drivers left. There was no cleaning up the mess they made of her pussy, red, bloated and gaping. I took the opportunity to slip several fingers inside he now cavernous womb. she was so well used.. but I wonder.. I pushed a single finger into her puckered asshole.. it was still tight and fresh. but not for long, I took my turn, I fucked her in the ass and fucked her as hard as I could, I fucked her for all the pain she caused me, I fucked her for every time she degraded me.. I fucked her because she turned me on al the time.

I removed my condom and flushed it, and went back for the toxic filth that were the cum filled condoms of Saddam and rat face. I walked to the toilet and paused.. I easily found a small funnel in her kitchen, I spread her legs one last time, inserted the funnel into her pussy as deep as it would go.. then poured a near endless stream of thick, rancid, middle eastern cum far into Chelsea's pussy and womb, I gave her belly a little rub and propped a pillow under her well used ass, so all the cum would stay inside her and with any luck find a ripe egg to impregnate.

I took one last look, tucked her in to bed and left.

The next week one of her friends inquired as to what happened after the party. I told a tale of a dusky middle eastern hunk, a mix between Omar Sharif and George Clooney .. and this was the description she would continue to give as she announced her pregnancy.