When I get really spun and can't find ANYONE to fuck me... I often will fuck myself.. but it doesn't calm the cum thirst down.. or cock hunger.. I would just die if I had access to a vagina.. I would fuck her for days and days.. seriously any volunteers? ladies? S of AF single, lonely, prarty and play with me all summer

Aa confessions go, this one, I don't know, but here I am to get it off my chest. I'm a 49 married gay guy in a threeway relationship with a neighbour who lives down the hall. And who share my love to give bj's. Though I've been told that I'm great at it, the truth is that as long as they cum, I honestly don't care.
Fortunately for me, my husband and I are swingers, but as he's 60, age unfortunately has done a number on him and so he's not the same guy who used to fuck me senseless anymore. Shit, even the Cialis doesn't work the same.
That is why he suggested we become swingers. But herein lies the problem, as we got more and more into the lifestyle, I realised that as much as I love my husband, he's simply not enough. I'm not sure if trying poppers is good for my hubby, in the long run.
Threesomes/foursomes/rgies/gangbangs, you name it and we've done it. So no regrets there, but I am shocked by my own hunger.
My husband keep telling me to just do what I want, whenever I want and with whomever I want but how can I do that, when what I want is to fuck and suck as much as I can.
I know that sounds like a fantasy, but as I am on the dosh, time is the one thing that I've got plenty of.
I love it, but I don't know how good this vice of mine primarily, is in the long term.

I admit that a long time ago I was at the mercy of a horny slut about ten years my senior. When alone with her (twice a week from memory) she would use me as she pleased and would force me to do things to her to help feed her obvious hunger. She would firmly force my head between her legs and get me to lick her partly trimmed cunny up and down, in and out, over and over, and I'd feel her warm drenching gush over my tongue as she'd moan in orgasm. She would also get me to lick her asshole and she'd stretch it apart in my face. Sometimes she'd fart and a few times she'd tell me to put my tongue on her ass as she did. She'd get me to put objects in her ass and pussy. Sometimes she'd bring a cucumber with her probably like a foot long and get me to ram her pussy with that. Once she somehow forced one about halfway into her asshole then made me eat it. My little dick was certainly not the filthy monster it is now but still, she used to suck me off until I'd cum in her mouth. Then she'd spit it into my mouth and tell me to swallow it. She hurt me initially once she began raping my ass. First time I cried in pain but it's crazy, after some constant use my little bumhole got used to spreading for the cucumber she'd slide in. She fucked me so hard and good once I squirted my load as I felt it pushing deep into my anus. Then she made me lick it up. She was a skinny, goth looking dirty thing. Sweet and caring in appearance but once behind closed doors she used me for probably a 12 month period. 

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

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

Here are 10 reasons to stop masturbating to internet porn:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Easy answer.

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

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

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

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

"Cum in me!"

Her words made my cock twitch and my balls ache for relief, as I slid in and out of her neglected fuckhole. Her bathrobe lay next to her on the couch, her feet planted on the floor, still wearing the slippers I'd gotten her last Christmas.

Me, on my knees in front of her, watching her full tits bounce in the warm light of the autumn afternoon that was pouring through the curtains behind me. Her clit was fully swollen, pink, and puffy. I rubbed it and she contracted slighly. 

"I don't know if I should."

She locked eyes with me. Mine, uncertain. Hers were a sickly sweet combination of shame and confusion, which gave way to a hunger that I had never before seen.

"Excuse me?" She bit her lip, and I could feel her warmth tightening around me. It wouldn't be long, for either of us. "So, you can put it in me, but you won't finish the job? That's just like you."

I gave my best attempt at a defense, the best I could do while listening to my balls slap her asshole. "Maybe that's too far."

Every stroke urged me to reconsider.

"Too far?" She tossed her head back. "Wasn't it too far when you asked to smell my pussy?"

"That was a long time--"

"What about last week, when you begged me to suck you off?" She rocked her hips rhythmically, meeting my strokes halfway. She could be quite persistent. "Was that too far?"

"Maybe," I acknowledged.

She spread her legs wider, and I melted into her softness. I grabbed her hips and steadied myself, literally and metaphorically.

"And where did you cum?"

Since my previous attempt to defend myself went to shit, I remained silent.

"Where. Did. You. Cum?" She grabbed my face and pulled me close.

"Your mouth," I whispered. What was I doing?

"That's right," she said with a delightful, devilish smile. "You shot your load right in my mouth, didn't you?"

I nodded.

"Wasn't that too far?"

Again, I nodded.

"Say it," she insisted.

"Yes," I admitted. I'd never wanted to disappoint her.

"But it felt good," she said pointedly. "It felt good to cum in my mouth."

"Yes." Truth be told, I'd never felt anything like it. Until now.

"And you're not going to come this far, only to take it all back, are you?"

"No."

"After all I've done for you?"

"I said no."  I increased my speed. She was soaking. I was throbbing. I knew this was how it was supposed to be. I just didn't want to admit it.

I could have sworn I'd heard the sound of the garage door. It captured my attention momentarily, and I started to pull out, until she quickly yanked my face back to hers.

"Don't even think about it," she commanded.

"The garage--" I started.

"It wasn't."

"He would kill us."

"Then you'd better hurry." She kissed me, and I was harder than ever. I leaned down and sucked on her tit, pounding her like a madman.

She wrapped her legs around me. "Thaaaaaat's right," she cooed encouragingly. "Just like you did with my mouth."

My balls tightened. I'd never wanted anything more than to empty myself inside her, and I would be lying if I said part of it wasn't knowing that, at some point, the garage door WAS going to open.

I reached under her and grabbed her ass, impaling her on myself as I attacked from the opposite end.

"Do it," she groaned. "Do it, I'm gonna fucking cum!"

I couldn't have stopped if I'd tried. My cock began to ache from the pressure. I started giving her slow, hard thrusts. My breath got caught in my throat. There were no words, only a deep, primal grunt, as I acquiesced to her demands.

"Yes, that's it," she said, as I began to spasm inside her. "Cum in mommy."

I confess that the best part of the Hunger Games was when that little nigger girl got shot. Personally, it would have been more fitting to lynch her but whatever.

and this alter ego is having the time of his fag life and loving it. cock after cock after hot hard yummy cock. i can't get enough, one makes two then want the third then you want 5 or ten...the hunger never ebbs, it only gets deeper...and i love every second of it...and cum, that gooey sticky yummy white cream of love. i taste the cum of cock i sucked in the past year...not swallowed but tasted, i have gulped down yummy cum from 100 or so new cocks this year, about 2/3 of all cocks i have sucked in the past three years (450-500) i have tasted their creamy load. facials i adore, cum is why i exist, i have eaten cum in every thinkable way, more please.

I knew this would be a good weekend.
Hubby was working. And he was working nights. It doesnt happen often, and when he does work nights, its generally during the week. But this time he would be gone Saturday night from 7pm to 7 am.

This was perfect. As some of you who follow me on motherless or elsewhere know, I have picked up a new lover. I call him My Cowboy. He does the full thing. Boots, hat, tight jeans. Fuck hes hot. So I have started fucking him. Hes good. Real good. Nice thick cock, trims his balls, keeps himself clean. Almost perfect. So far we have only had a limited time to mess around. A few stolen hours here and there. But saturday would make this different. We could have hours together.

And his roommate was nice. Id fucked them both previously, and this would be a good time. And to be honest, it was. They fucked my brains out. But this story isnt about fucking them. As much fun as it was, it is probably pretty tame for you guys, and I wouldnt want to bore you.

This is about what happened on the way home.

It's 3am. I have spent the last 4 hours at My Cowboys apartment getting periodically fucked by my Cowboy and his roommate. My jaw hurts. My pussy is sore. I can still taste cum, and I can feel it inside me. Its chilly, and Im not dressed for it. I have my yoga pants on, no panties. I have a long sleeved shirt on, and a vest. Im a little drunk, and I need to stop on the way home for gas.

I was standing outside while the pump finished arms wrapped around me for warmth when he pulled up to the front of the store. Blue Tesla. I dont know the model, but it was clean. I was admiring it, and the door opens and this amazing man gets out. He's clearly coming from the club. Weed smoke rolls out. The music is thumping, and he is dressed to go out. Maroon fleece jacket, white shirt that looked like it was painted on, and black jeans. He had a beard and his hair tips was bleached. Beautiful and black. He walks into the store. Blindly, I left the pump and walked towards the store. He was in the back getting an energy drink. I quickly moved up next to him and began to look, half at him, and half at the drinks. He looked over at me.

I froze.

"What's up, ma?" he asked.

"N-nothing."

He smiled. "You had a good night?"

"Yeah. You?"

He replied in some detail about where he had gone and the money he had spent. To be honest, I wasnt listening. It was looking. The swagger and the way he moved. I was mesmerized.

He opened his drink and took a long drink. He pointed at my hand. "Married?"

"Kinda." I said and regretted it. "Yeah, I am." I corrected. "He's working." I added.

He smiled as he took another drink. "I got you. You headed home to him?"

It was my turn to smile. "Unless I find something to do, yeah."

He nodded. "Come see." he said. And he turned and walked along the coolers towards the drink machine. I followed. He turned into the hall where the bathrooms were. My stomach immediately began to flutter. This was my addiction. That feeling of excitement that flowed out from my chest. Knowing what was likely ahead. A new experience. A new fuck. A new first time. He set the drink on the counter next to the fountain machine. I briefly thought about what the clerk was thinking, and I felt my face flush. I dare not look towards the counter.

I rounded the corner and he had the door open. He was smiling. I walked in and he closed the door behind us. It was clean I guess, for a bathroom. I turned towards him. He took his jacket off and tossed it on the sink. Without a word, I dropped to my knees. He walked up, and I reached up and began to undo his belt and pants.
"I knew you was down as soon as I peeped you out." he said.

I pulled his cock out, massive and brown. Shaven clean, I could see a bit of white where he had put powder near his legs. He was thick. I bit my lip and rubbed his cock. "You like that?"

"Yes." I managed to get out. I opened my mouth and took the head in. It was salty and tasted a little rough. He had been out all night so I wasn't shocked. Slowly, I began to work him. He put his hands on my head. I became aware of the wetness on my knees. The idea that I might be kneeling in piss only turned me on. I continued to work on his cock. Letting my spit build up and flow over his cock.
"Damn, ma." He said, moaning as he did so. Encouraged I pulled him out and went to work on his balls. He was hard now, and there was no way I could deep throat him unless he forced it.

I pulled away. "Do you want to fuck?" I asked.

"Fuck yes."

I stood and pulled my yoga pants down. I bent over the sink and buried my head in his jacket, I inhaled his sent. His cologne and natural smell. Weed and alcohol. I felt his cock. I reached back and moved the head to my asshole.

"Oh yeah?" he asked.

"Yeah."

He began to push in and I began to push out. With a lunge, he was in. The searing pain brought wetness to my pussy. I kept thinking about what a whore I was, getting fucked in a gas station bathroom. Ass fucked. He penetrated deep into me. "Oh fuck, oh fuck, or fuck." I said over and over again into his jacket. I thought for sure the clerk could hear. He continued to sodomize me. He wasn't quite able to get balls deep. He would get close but the pain was unbearable. I stuck my hand out to push back, showing him where my limit was. Witch a quick swipe he slapped my hand away. The sudden violence caused me to look up out of the jacket and into the mirror. He was staring at me with a burning anger. On his next stroke he pushed as far in as he could. His violation of my will only turned me on more. The stabbing pain in my ass was overridden by my desire to be taken, to have my will removed, and replaced by his angry lust. In hindsight, it was suiting that this was happening in a bathroom, my first rape was also in one, albeit in a house.

"N-no..please." I felt my mouth whisper, even though my pussy was screaming for more. He grabbed me by my hair and pulled back.

"This what you wanted, right ma?" he said before pushing my head back into the sink. He was balls deep. I could feel his massive weapon buried deep inside me. The pressure and pain it was bringing me. Suddenly, he tensed. He was cumming in me. I felt the heat in me and could feel the pulsing of his cock as it jetted into me. He pulled out of me. My cunt was still aching for release. Slowly I stood. the liquid I felt coming out my ass squished as I stood. Blood or cum. Both? I didnt know.

He grabbed his jacket and turned on the sink. He moved his deflating cock into it. Without thinking, I reached out, and felt the water, splashing it on his dick. I began to wash it. My father used to make me do it, and it was as if I had reverted to that state. I washed my filth and blood and cum off his cock. All the while wanting to take him again. I wanted him in me again.

Wordlessly, he dressed.

I did the same. In a trance I followed him as he left. I saw the clerk. He was watching me. He was younger Hispanic guy. If I had cum, I would have felt shame, but without my orgasm, the emotions were melted in the furnace of my burning need to cum and turned into more hunger. I was disgusting, and I liked it.

We stepped out into the cold night. He moved to his Tesla.

"Hey." I said

He turned. "Sup?"

"Do you live around here?"

"Ya. Why tho?"

I moved to him. "You have no idea what kind of freaky shit I will do if you take me to your place right now."

"Oh yeah?" He said. "Get in."

As we pulled out of the parking lot, I saw my car at the pump, and remembered my phone and purse were still in them. I didn't care. I needed to be destroyed fully by this man, consumed by his lust. I wouldnt be disappointed.

It was back in the days of CL, where horny guys like me could post ads and find a side chick with ease. I found it was easy to do if you worded things right. I’d always get a few nibbles from real women looking to fuck. My insatiable hunger to fuck was barely satisfied from my home life, and my marriage was deteriorating because my wife lost interest in sex (hormonal issues). Wife eventually got the medical attention she needed, but she’s the one who opened up the marriage so that I could “go have fun.”
I’d post multiple ads, honest with my intent, “Married man looking to creampie you.” Turns out there is a lot of women out there who absolutely love getting seeded. I’ve been with all kinds of women, black, latina, and white. Usually, if the woman was overweight, they had a lot of issues and were very self-conscious so it was very easy to get in their pants. Not that I was a chubby chaser, but it was pretty much a guaranteed lay if she was fat.
This story is about Linda. Linda was (and probably still is) a nurse. I posted on CL just to see what was out there and I caught Linda’s eye. She sent me a photo of her standing in front of a bathroom mirror, showing some cleavage. I responded back that she was very beautiful, and I thanked her for sending me the picture. We emailed back and forth, I sent her my picture and she thought I was attractive so we decided to meet at a public place just to see if we were a match.
I met her in a park the next day after work. She was a very hefty woman, probably well over 350lbs. Linda was wearing sunglasses, and a long dress, and she had red lipstick on. Even with all of that, she wasn’t pretty to me at all. She took off her glasses, and I understood why she had them on, she was trying to hide that her eyes were misaligned, she had lazy eye. My mind was fighting itself, pussy is pussy, but she was definitely someone I could easily pass up sexually.
“Let’s get a hotel tomorrow, ok?” She told me, and leaned in for a kiss. I froze for a second, and then decided to go for it. Now I don’t know if she was playing a game, but when my lips met hers, it was just a standard kiss, she didn’t even open her mouth for my tongue. My tongue pushed through her lips and her mouth opened and she seemed shocked, like she’s never French kissed. Her tongue wasn’t moving, she seemed like she absolutely didn’t know how to kiss. I pulled away.
“You ok?” I asked.
“Yeah, I’ve just never been kissed like that,” she said blushing. I had my doubts, and didn’t believe her.
“Your husband never French kissed you? You never had a boyfriend kiss you like that?”
“Not like that, no.”
We parted ways and she said she’d pay for the hotel room. The fucked up part is that she lived pretty close to my house, literally 4 blocks away in the same neighborhood. She said she responded to the ad because it was near her and it peeked her interest.
The next day I left work early and headed to the designated hotel, I texted her telling her I was there. She texted me back with the room number, and that she was nervous. I didn’t respond back, just headed to the room, knocked and she opened the door.
She was wearing a red teddy, of which I could see her tits through it, her girth prevented me from seeing her pussy. I had second thoughts, of which she might have picked up on. Linda clenched my arm and ushered me to the bed.
“You can fuck me anywhere you want,” she said trying to be erotic. We started kissing, I removed her teddy and started fingering her. She had a nice soft bald pussy. I went down on her, but had to push some of the layers of fat up as she spread her legs. She moaned my name as I licked her and then told me, “I want you in me!”
She bent over doggy style, spreading her legs. Her ass wasn’t really anything to speak of, a bit flat. I seen her asshole puckering up at me and thought of giving it a try, but slid my cock inside her pussy. It was nice and warm. I started thrusting in and out, letting the tip barely escape before jamming it roughly back in her. She was wet, so wet my balls were soaked in her fluids and it was dripping down my leg. I pulled out and circled her anus with the tip of my cock, and she backed into it. We didn’t have lube and she wasn’t relaxing her anal muscles, so it was a losing battle. I got rough, and pushed as hard as I could trying to get inside her ass, she clenched the bed sheets moaning. The tip popped inside, and I began pushing deeper in her shithole.
“Oh, go slow, slow…” she moaned, gripping the sheets of the bed.
I don’t know what got into me, but I started thrusting my cock balls deep into her ripe ass. My hard cock was pulsating as I increased speed, slamming into her ass cheeks, watching her fat move in waves to each of my thrusts.
“FUCK!” she screamed, “Hold on!” I pulled out and she ran to the washroom. What followed was hearing her taking a massive shit, gaseous noises and all. Even with the door closed and the bathroom fan on, the odor was unbearable. It was nauseating and atrocious, I was thinking of getting my clothes on and leaving, but my cock was doing the thinking for me.
“But you didn’t cum in her yet,” my cock said.
“Dude, have some god damned standards bro, she’s ugly,” I told my cock.
“Pussy is pussy, when she comes back out, cum in her and then we can go.” My cock throbbed.
“Asshole,” I told him, “Such an asshole.”
She came out of the washroom apologizing, “I’m so sorry, it’s been a while, next time I’ll make sure I’m prepared.”
Linda laid down on the bed, spreading her legs, “Your ad said something about a creampie? Momma needs her cream filling!”
My dick, “See?”
I mounted her, stuffing my cock inside her pussy and started pumping. I closed my eyes, but then decided to look down at my cock going in and out of her. Her arms pulled me down for a kiss, her hefty tits wobbling as my pelvis met hers. Honestly it took me a while to cum. I hammered at her cunt for a good 20 minutes and finally my seed burst into her. Her fat hands gripped my ass pulling me deeper, and I released all I could inside of her. I rolled off of her, and laid there for a bit, she cuddled into me, thanking me.
I got dressed and she started making plans for our next encounter. I met her about three more times and then broke it off. It wasn’t that she was fat, it’s that she just wasn’t my type at all. I’ve banged fat chicks that were totally hot as hell, but she was just not attractive to me at all.
She was disappointed, telling me that she thinks she’s in love with me, but I told her that I didn’t have the same feelings and just wanted to go my separate way.
I’ve fucked at least 5 different women from CL, fell in love with one – but those stories are for another time. I wrote this story just to get it off my chest and get it out of the way. I have to confess she was one of the worst fucks I’ve ever had.

You´re my goddess, and no one can ever replace that wantonness I feel when I’m around you. Take me down, feed the flame. Take me round, feed my need, find me craving, fill my hunger, fill my need, turn me outside into inside, fill me gently with your hunger.Take me down feel my need fill me roughly take me down fill me roundly. Just…don’t make me bleed…The Priestess Goddess Phoenix !!!

post pictures of girls or boys(who would become girls) who u want to be kidnapped and locked in an empty basement cell while feeding her for a week straight then stop and watch as after a few days, possibly a week of starving she eventually succumbs to the idea of using her own piles of shit inside the cell to curb her hunger, the first few times will cause her to gag by only licking it, but after a few more days she'll start taking mouthfuls at a time, holding back her want to vomit knowing she needs to fill her stomach with anything solid. seeing her continue to recycle her own shit, getting more and more sick but unable to stop.

Don't know if anyone here has heard of the movie The Hunger Games, but the female star of it is named Jennifer Lawrence and she is hot!

Im very into comix like jabcomix of milftoon and im looking for people who know more then i do about the comix universe.

I have nothing to offer but my curiosity and hunger for more quality material! hit me up if your into comix, well have a chat!

hey motherless,
I've been dating this girl for just over a month now, and I'm incredibly happy with the relationship, but last couple of days I've been hit with an insatiable hunger for old man cock. I would love for an older man (over 40 years old) to strip me naked in my house, lead me to his car (forcefully preferred) make me suck his cock while he drives us back to his place. once we get to his place he'll pull me out of his car, push me down to my hands and knees and make me crawl into his house. once we get inside, he will lead me to his bedroom and dress me in some slutty lingerie and womens clothing then leash me to his bed. he will call some of his friends over, and while we wait for them to show up he will force his cock down my throat. his friends will show up and they will each take turns throat fucking me, before they pull me on the bed and take turns fucking my mouth and my ass. spanking me, spitting on me, and they'll all cum on me. after his friends after their way with me, gang banging me, my daddy will lead me by my leash to the shower, where he will piss on me and make me drink his piss. he'll quickly shower me down and then lead me by the leash to his back yard where he will tie me up outside. I'll wait outside half covered in cum and piss, dressed in womens clothing waiting for my master and his friends to use me again.

I look at the hunger problem as a supply and demand issue. instead of reducing the amount of hungry people, we simply reduce the amount of people in general using involuntary euthanasia.

If hubby ever knew how many cocks I've had in my pussy before I married him he probably wouldn't have married me. Before I met him I'd let almost anyone inside of me, most of the time without using protection. He's a very conservative man, and he knows I've always been very open minded - but only knows a very small portion of my sexual history. I've probably had (and enjoyed) over 300 dicks (that's probably a low estimate to be truthful), and about half of them released inside of me. Size never mattered to me - in fact I like them a bit smaller than how the porn industry portrays how big men should be. When a man is inside me I don't want to feel like I'm giving birth, I want to feel the pleasure of his hard cock. I orgasm very easily, and yes I was diagnosed with being a nympho (hypersexual) - (hell I even tried to seduce the lady therapist who diagnosed me). He doesn't know I've been with both men and women - and does know that I am on medication but what he doesn't know is that I have been diagnosed with being hypersexual. He thinks I just have anxiety. Even on the medication (antidepressants and mood stabilizers) it's like I have an incessant hunger to fuck. I fuck my hubby so much his nuts are dry and still I want more. Sometimes I've thought about talking to him about it, but I don't want to break his heart because I love him dearly. I've been checked for STDs, and even with my sexual history I'm clean (miraculously).

I lurk on this site, I do not have an account. I'll find myself masturbating to pictures of women and men, and sometimes I just can't handle not being fucked ... my pussy is literally wet all the fucking time and I'm addicted to pulsating cocks throbbing in me, or a woman's gentle fingers gliding on my clit... Once I suggested that it would be ok if he wanted a threesome with another female and that I would be down for it. He laughed it off, saying something about how it would ruin our marriage and that he has enough sex with me and that I'm all he can handle.
Have I ever cheated on him? Yes, but with women only. In some weird way I justify cheating with another woman as not actually cheating, because there is not a real cock inside me... but wow do I crave the feeling. Sometimes I've thought about fucking some random guy and going home to my hubby and mounting him, just to mix both of their cum together... that's a bit of a dream of mine, but then I fantasize that happening and I walk in on hubby fucking another woman and I make her eat the strangers cum and my hubby's cum from my leaking pussy. I'm on the pill, someone like me wouldn't be a good mother at all - while I do have fantasies about being a mother, watching my tits swell with milk, my hypersexuality wouldn't make me a good mother at all. The baby would be crying and I'd be fucking my pussy with my favorite toy... not good.

Before I was married, I've had all sizes of dicks, and I guess the reason I don't like massive dicks is because - well they hurt. I was at a bar and this biker guy was hitting on me and I just looked at him and told him, "I fuck before the first date babe, you probably couldn't handle me."
He laughed with a little snort, stood up and pushed his crotch into my leg. I could feel a massive cock hanging down his pants. I was curious.
"You can't handle me, most women can't."
I took him up on it and went back to his place. His cock had the circumference of a coke can, and was at least 10 inches long. There really wasn't any foreplay - I don't like foreplay - he stuffed his cock in my mouth, my jaw was almost unhinged, then he jammed it in my pussy. The pain was insane. He just laughed, "I told you so."
I didn't want to give up so I let him use me, and I had a hunger for cum and needed it in me.
"Where do you want it, slut?"
I grabbed his neck and looked him in the eyes, "Don't you dare pull out, cum in me."
His eyes lit up and he smirked.
"That's right, my little man whore, I want you in me" I said as I felt his massive cock destroying my insides.
He came a lot. He must have tore some of my skin because his cum burned. I barely could walk after he finished inside me but I did my best. I got up, thanked him and left. Sure, there are some women out there that love these massive cocks - but I'm totally happy with 4-6 inches. Those cocks make me orgasm all the time.
Anyway this is super long. I guess my confession is, I kind of feel lost and I don't feel right unless I'm getting fucked. I confess I might tell my husband what's really up with me, but I'm scared. I'm scared because I think that if I do that he'll divorce me, or it will give my brain a green light to let other men inside me... if I could I'd have a constant line of men, lined up for my pussy... that's how fucking addicted I am. I hear a woman moan, even jokingly - I want her. I hear a man talk about sex, I want him. I see every day people walking, I imagine them fucking me. I feel so cursed.
I've practically raped men before I was married because of my mental issues... I've destroyed marriages, relationships... I got drunk once and humped my best friend's husband's leg right in front of her and she slapped me... (yeah we're no longer best friends, my bad). My pussy, she's always hungry and I can't seem to feed her enough.
My medications are not working. My pussy is so hungry... she needs to be filled.... I can't get the thought of warm hot cum splashing inside my wet love hole... I have to stop writing
Signed,
Sarah

always loved her hunger!

Take me down ...feed the flame ... find me wanting ... find my frown
turn it sideways upside down. Take me round ... feed my need... find me craving ...fill my hunger ... fill my need turn me outside into inside.

Fill me gently with your hunger. Take me down, feel my need, fill me roughly take me down, fill me roundly. Just…Take me places I’ve never been. ~~ The Goddess Of The Darkness...The Goddess Of The Devil...Your Priestess Goddess Phoenix!!!

The man held the young girl in his arms protectively, caressing her body and awakening a new hunger in her that she had never felt before. As the mans hands danced over her skin she felt her body respond and her sexuality awakening, There was no feelings of nervousness, fear of pain or rejection, only a deep sense of love, safety and desire. Their lips were locked while their bodies moved together then when the young girls confidence in the new sensations grew she raised her hips and felt a man move inside her body for the first time. They made love slowly at first then growing faster as their passion grew, until finally screaming as their bodies reached a shattering climax. As the young girls slumped against his chest she felt the deepest sense of love for and from the man, she knew he would do nothing to hurt her and only wished the very best for her, because she was his little girl and he... was her father.

wrote this earlier today, would like some feedback

I arrive at your house. It was time for me to collect on the bet we made over the weekend. we had bet $1000 on the college football game, and you had lost. I sit on your couch and make small talk with your girl while you leave the room, I assume trying to find the money. You come back telling me that you are unable to pool the cash together and want to know if i'd accept any other form of payment. You see me gaze at your girl and get the idea where my mind is.
You pull your girl into the next room and after a heated discussion of whispers you come back in together, she glaring at you. you sit on the opposite end of the couch, as she drops to her knees in front of me. She begins to unzip my pants and I brushed her away. She looked at me slightly confused.
"You're wearing too much." I instruct her. She rolls her eyes and stands back up. She turns her back to me and pulls her shirt off over her head, revealing a small pink lace bra. She then bent over dropping her pants, showing her perfect and delicious ass in a tiny black thong. She then popped her bra off, exposing her small puffy peach nipples. She tossed it to me before sliding her thong down, running her fingers up her slit, then licked the remaining juices off. she turned back to me and squatted down, rubbing her tiny clit in front of me.
"Is that better?" she asked reaching up massaging my now obvious bulge. I nodded as she slid back up close to me. She unfastened and unzipped my pants and pulled out my rock hard 11 inch dick. She gasped and bit her lip in excitement. She spit on it then used both hands to rub it in while looking over at you, playing with your comparatively tiny dick.
She took one ball in her mouth and sucked on it, then the other, then did her best to fit both in while stroking my ever hardening dick. Her tongue flicked against my asshole a few times before tracing every ridge on my dick with her tongue. She traced the bell rim of the tip before kissing the slit. Her lips slowly covered it, using her lips and tongue to work just the tip for a few minutes. Her hands continued to work the shaft as she worked her way down the shaft. She began straining and popped up to catch her breath once she was only about 3/4 of the way down. She gulped a couple breaths as spit oozed in strings from her chin to my dick. She worked and forced her way down until my balls were hitting her chin, as I throat fucked her.
She pulled my out and looked at you excitedly. You nod, still stroking yourself. She turns around and points her ass at me, lowering herself down guiding my dick into her tight pussy. As revved up as I was, I almost blew right there. I gave her ass a good smack then reached a hand around to play with her small but delicious tits. Pleasure built in my loins as she slid up and down my shaft, massaging and playing with my balls as she rode.
I slid her off and stood up. I turned and bent her over the arm of the couch. She locked eyes with you letting you see her face as i ran the head of my dick along her slit, slowly working my way balls deep into her pussy. She showed you with every thrust the pleasure that was rushing over her body. She reached out and grabbed your shirt as her body tensed up. I give one good deep thrust as her juices spray hard back against me, soaking my dick, balls, legs, the arm of the couch, the floor, everything. She drops her head to the couch in exhaustion.
I drop a wad of spit onto her tiny asshole, and used two fingers to massage it into the hole. Her head raised up once I had hit the first knuckles. I added a small amount more of spit before pulling my fingers out and placing the tip in the edge of the hole. I give her ass a good hard smack as I fit the tip into her ass. She gasped in surprise and excitement as I worked the entirety of my dick into her ass, clearly taking her ass' virginity as tight as it was, and as long as it took me to loosen her up. I Grab a handful of her hair and give it a good firm pull as I completely enter her ass, my balls slapping her soaking clit.
It didn't take long until she was screaming 'fuck' as she came again. I pulled out of her ass and came back around to the front of the couch. She rolled off to her knees and massaged her tits in front of me as I jerked my dick. She looked over at you as you stood up doing the same. She smiled and opened her mouth hungerly. You drop your load first, spraying and covering her outstretched tongue. Before she can swallow I let go, filling her mouth the rest of the way and spraying a few ropes of thick cum onto her face and tits.
I pulled my clothes back on and shook your hand before heading towards the door.
"Can he come over more often?" she asks you before I can leave.

Okay, even though I enjoyed it at the time, now I feel kind of bad about it.
For one full week three of us abused a young female resident in the residential Care Home we work for by making her lick out our pussies in her room every morning when she should have been having her Breakfast with the rest of the residents in the Home.
When we had finished doing that we took her to the treatment room, where we took turns in sitting on her cowgirl style and constantly whispering into her ear, "Where's your Mommy now to help you?"
This we continued until she was so worked-up with hunger and sadness, she broke down in tears. We then took her back to her room, and locked her in there for the rest of the day.

I can no longer tame my hunger and desires of thick black cocks! I was racist but now I beg to be gang fucked and filled with black sperm. And gaped deeply. Make me take your cum as I beg for that nigger nut to make me your slutty fuck toy! 

A question for Sadistic people here, but not the fake abusive so called Sadistic Dom's. Maybe some self aware people are here, let's test it out..
The question- You know the moment where your masochist misses you and it brings some pain feeling that hunger, but she also enjoys that hunger, and then in that moment she craves mercy because it touched something similar but new sensation in her. What's more tasty for a Sadist, just keeping her hungry or letting little mercy in order to explore new twisted sensation?

Just before anybodys complaining about wrong grammar: english is not my first language.

This is what happened a few years ago...

One of my best friend´s familiy has always been passionated in sailing. He and his father have been doing tours with theyre favortited old sailing ship since he can remember and once i had had the honour to learn to know this awesome guy, who introduced me to that joyfull hobby. I fell in love with that ship from the first time on and after a while i became friend with the rest of the family.

I enjoyed some great sailing trips over the years and always had a great time on land with these people too. So as you can imagine it was a shock for everybody when the father died due to a bad heart desease.

It was bit more than one year after that happended, when we hit out to a sailing trip we did every year. Destination was a city in the north, wich takes about one week to get there. So plenty of time for a relaxed trip with all the nice things you can do on a ship.

It was the day before the arrival when we were landing on a little island where we took some time to rest at the bar located on that secret spot.
It was a beautiful early summer night and we spent long time first on, later below the deck. But anyway, being at the fresh air the whole day working on a ship makes you tired, and so after a while most people went to sleep.
I was still awake, talking to my friends dad widdow, his stepmother. Us two, a friend of her and another participating familys daughter were sleeping in the main cabin, 2 on each side on the huge bunks. I jumped over to her to not awake the others with our conversation and it became very intimate. She was telling me about her dead husband, what she was missing about him and brought back some memorys about this great person. Ont he other hand we were talking about my actual problems with girlfriends and I was sursprised by her experience and open-minded view especialy on sexual matters. I didn´t expected that from a person aprox. 20 years older than me. I cannot deny that the topic of our conversation and the days offshore with no time for yourself made me a little bit horny, but I didn´t expcted anything to happen. She is my friends step mother and her husband just died one year ago, a person I respected like not many others. But we kept on chatting and in her expressions I noticed some kind of lonleyness, some hunger for love that she didn´t had since he died.
I began to stroke her neck, wich she commented: " What are you doing there? But keep on going, it feels good." and she came a bit closer. Do you know that moment, when you dont need to talk and just feel that there is something in the air between you and the person beside you? The situation was unreal, we were lying on this ship, her sleeping friend 5 inches beside us. I kept on stroking, changing position to come close beside her and conversation stoped when we both became exciting about what was just happening. I took all my brave and just kissed her and her answer was so claiming, so lustful like I rarely experienced it. It was like the bursting of a dam when we were kissing, exploring each others body. It was so hot, that mid age woman was really beautiful. And she knows what she wants. Now all reservation was gone, my fingers went down her body and i felt that she was shaved and already wet as hell. Than I began to penetrate her while she was grabing my cock and started groaning as quiet as possible. I noticed that I won´t stand that hard jerking for long, so I changed position to sit on her breats, feeling those nipples on my ass and she greedy sucked my cock. I still had 2 fingers in her and noticed that theres no way to satisfy her than fucking her. So I moved downwards, taking of her pantys and went in, first slow, but she was pulling me in and holding me tight to her waist. Really, I cannot find words for that hunger I felt from her. We started going it on...

And then her friend moved and made some noise. We stoped, looked at each other, waking up in reality and decided to let it be, scared if she noticed what we have done.
I went to the toilet to let out my load wich already started hurting in my balls and went to my sleeping bag.

The next day she just said two things when there was moment undisturbed.
"This never happened"
"My friend didn´t noticed anything, we shouldn´t have stoppped."

Unfortunately, there has not been a similar situation again to complete what we started... yet.

I'm a happily married man to a beautiful woman, but I confess I have a hunger for sexy transgenders. Ones that when you see them in public you would never guess they had a penis. I'm not secretly gay. I have no attraction towards the male body, but a gorgeous feminine form that just happens to have a penis really makes me crazy. I've only been with one. She claimed to be a hermaphrodite. Something about being a twin but the zygotes fused and she has a dick and balls because of it. I sucked her cock and swallowed her cum (which was very thin and watery compared to mine because her condition renders her able to produce semen but not sperm). We fucked each other and came all over one another. Then I went home and fucked my wife (only my gf at the time).

wake up america you really want a differance close all boarders stop all imports let americans by american only and see how fast jobs are created. think about it why pay an american 20.00 an hour when i can get the same job done in another country for 2.00 an hour thats just good planning by companies and i dont have to give them health care. look at all the things you buy clothes, shoes, cars, steel, food, ect, ect what is really made here...... not much. so yes in fact the p******** is at fault for letting companies leave america and dont charge them a dime to bring the products back. instead of looking at race look at facts our country if really in a pinch cannot support itself we still have homeless from Hurricane Katrina in 2005 this is fact if we were to ever face a real issue on a grand scale america would be fucked!!! look at history remember the dust bowl if this were to happen today million would die from hunger fact. think of yourself what do you really know? can you survive? do you know how to sew, grow a garden, build a shelter, hunt, fish, basic medical skills, can you care for your family in such times or do you rely on computers for you info? no the issue is not race it is getting back to the basics of surviving remember this 80% of americans are a paycheck away from being broke think this is not true check your bank acount you should have at lease one year salary do you? so yes keep playing the race card and put all your hopes on one man instead of really looking at whats going on i wish you the best of luck... and when it comes down to it... WHAT DO YOU REALLY KNOW?

wake up america you really want a differance close all boarders stop all imports let americans by american only and see how fast jobs are created. think about it why pay an american 20.00 an hour when i can get the same job done in another country for 2.00 an hour thats just good planning by companies and i dont have to give them health care. look at all the things you buy clothes, shoes, cars, steel, food, ect, ect what is really made here...... not much. so yes in fact the p******** is at fault for letting companies leave america and dont charge them a dime to bring the products back. instead of looking at race look at facts our country if really in a pinch cannot support itself we still have homeless from Hurricane Katrina in 2005 this is fact if we were to ever face a real issue on a grand scale america would be fucked!!! look at history remember the dust bowl if this were to happen today million would die from hunger fact. think of yourself what do you really know? can you survive? do you know how to sew, grow a garden, build a shelter, hunt, fish, basic medical skills, can you care for your family in such times or do you rely on computers for you info? no the issue is not race it is getting back to the basics of surviving remember this 80% of americans are a paycheck away from being broke think this is not true check your bank acount you should have at lease one year salary do you? so yes keep playing the race card and put all your hopes on one man instead of really looking at whats going on i wish you the best of luck... and when it comes down to it... WHAT DO YOU REALLY KNOW?

My niece would call me... "There is a swinger party at xxx hotel on xxx weekend.. I'd like to go..." That is all it took.. She was always so hungry, only could share that hunger with me. I'd bring the photo rig and we would set off.., getting hornier by the mile.. Once we got settled in ( I would set up the camera rig and the tv so the porn we liked to watch was fed into the tv...)

Once she was out of the shower and ready to mingle, she would put on one of my shirts.. nothing underneath... then we would go down to the party... I always hung back a bit and watched her work the crowd.. She would work the room, then strike up a conversation with me.. She loved to fuck while others watched, our room usually had the after party.. She loved to fuck while they watched/watch her getting fucked..

Hi, this is me and Baby Cassy.
Sometimes I wake Cassy for her feed by gently rubbing my nipple against her lips. When she has smelt my milk, is awake, and ready to feed, I withdraw my Breast again putting it back under my top.
Greg, my husband, shoots his load while Cassy cries with hunger.

I believe without 95% of our sexual psyche is made up from our first sexual experiences I will elaborate a little deeper in my stories it is my belief that your first few sexual experiences formulate and shape your sexual fantasies for the rest of your life . Here is my question you remember your very first orgasm? remember where you were when that first orgasm happened for You? Think of that place go there in your mind now was it somewhere hiding in a dark basement? locked in the bathroom? in your bed while everyone was asleep? maybe it was outside? just these places may now be a trigger for your arousal and you have never quite came to grips with yet. nine out of 10 times your first orgasm was solo. and were not sure if you should try that again? Or were you like I can't wait to do that again it felt good! were you scared and afraid to tell anyone what happen when you were tuching your self? or were you the person who just couldn't wait to tell somebody what you just discovered or show someone what you discovered? Did you embrace your sexuality! Or did you deny it, maybe older boy or girl introduce you to your first orgasm were you curious and played Dr. with the neighbor boy or girl and were you the always doctor or the patient okay here's my point each of these first-time scenarios could be triggers for your sexuality. Doctor and patient -S&M ! older person shows younger person- SEDUCTION ! showing someone what you have discovered- EXHIBITIONISM! embraced her sexuality- DOMINANT/ IN control/' OUT of control/(you know what you're doing is bad and he shouldn't be doing it but you can't stop.) These are all true stories about my first-time sexual experiences and at this .99% of my readers will find a sexual trigger. "the most sensuous part of a woman is her mind and my stories are to feed that hunger that craving for sweets the craving for mindcandy 4 u" I think may have your attention or in the least aroused your curiosity so as we start also I feel it's important as you read or listen to my audio stories to use some of your first sexual experience triggers the first being smell if your first sexual experience was hiding in the basement or attic find something musty from one of those places and put it close to see you can get the aroma it was in the bathroom try scented bath oil lightly on your upper lip if it was in bed freshly laundered sheets may be used to dryer sheets if it was outside open all the windows to let the breeze flow through these of the aroma triggers that I'm talking about sometimes maybe just a candle or incense member the fear of being caught unlock your bedroom door and leave your door ajar a few inches these are all things that are at your sexual arousal and now I've brought these to your attention the sexual triggers that you can use with or without your partner even knowing(the big secret like your first orgasm) The thrill ! The climax! The release! Shall you when I get started are you ready my first sexual experience shaped my whole sexual being as you will soon find out in my personal of my first sexual experience.

can anyone pls photoshop these pictures of jennifer lawrence (hunger games & xmen: first class) and make her clothes see through!

www.celebgal.com/gallery/4iynor-jennifer-lawrence-rolling-stone-magazine-april-2012.html

thanks!

M29 here.  love watersports. Or at least the idea of. But I've never been able to try this with a partner. One girlfriend I had in my early 20'a was a huge squirter. And I would always eat her out and hopefully she would squirt. I was horny and I'd lap that juice up 
Well fast forward about a year with that girlfriend and she asks me "what even is the liquid I'm squirting" (Again, we're early 20's. She's severely undereducated for sex. While I knew much more than she did. I also didn't know a lot when it came to female things, which is something I continue to educate myself on to this day) Anyways, we find out that the majority of the liquid during a squirt episode is basically pee. And she's a little grossed out but she doesn't stop me from doing it. A lot of the time,  I'd get her to squirt and we'd both be so horny that she'd kiss me with such hunger after I'd eaten her out and gotten her off several times. 

Anyways, fast forward a decade. I'm married to a different girl now. I haven't thought about watersports so much other than occasionally searching here or whatever other site I'm on. But my wife always leaves a droplet or two of pee on the toilet seat. (I'm assuming she stands up and wipes) . And tonight, just before I started typing this. I looked at it and thought "why not" and licked it up off the toilet seat. I'm ashamed but I also loved it. Won't do it on the regular but it definitely brought me back to that other girlfriend I had. She was quite freaky and I loved our sex adventures.

Her three holes hunger for cock, particularly her ass.

I confess that this time I am glad a bomb in Boston cannot be blamed on a Lite Brite display that looks like Ignignokt from Aqua Teen Hunger Force.

This is my first ML confession... and i welcome intelligent comments, feedback and shared experiences.

Within the last month or so...some things have been changing in my path as a submissive.
i have increased hungers... my fetishes are intensifying... and i am giving in to my cravings in new ways.

i am doing things i have never done before, privately, on my own.
No one is ordering me to do them... they are coming from within me... like a physical manifestation of my lust.

i confess that this week, i masturbated myself on a dirty, public bathroom floor to express some of that lust...
i sat on the floor in a large stall, in a corner, with my legs open to touch myself.
i let my imagination take me to a place that always affects my body and i rubbed my clit...

i liked it. i want to do it again...and again...
It felt dirty and whorish and desperate... i was safe but i felt vulnerable.
i was surprised how deeply i enjoyed it and how much i want to keep doing it.

Now, it's like...i need it... it's erotic and freeing. Expression of our desires and sexuality can happen anywhere, anytime. We just need to allow ourselves to make it happen... to indulge.
i wonder what i will try next...

Public advertising is not cheap, but when Kandie got kicked out of all the local adult theaters and video shops, he had to find another way to satisfy his insatiable hunger for sucking cock and getting fucked. And, its only money right?

There is this girl I hate. I like fantasizing about how I would kidnap her, sew her pussy shut, beat her, dress her up like a bride, and rip her vagina open with my dick from behind, while choking her face with a wedding cake during improvised wedding ceremony. If that's not enough, I think of sewing our marriage rings to her clit and rip them off when it's time to exchange rings. Other times I fantasize how I'd rape her for months, use pain-inducing drugs and all kinds of physycal and mental torture like ripping her hand nails off or surprise-fisting her (virgin!) anus, or leaving her for days of loud white noise in cold dark chamber without food, and every day or two - slowly cut off parts of her while my penis stuck in her ass - one part at a time, until she has no arms, no legs, no eyes and ears, no teeth and tongue, so that she would ethernaly stay in the dark, not able to communicate in any way. And then I would return that meat bag back into society for rehab, so that she always think about me and fear/feel the pain, and shit in her bed until she went insane, while laying in some hospital in complete safety and comfort. I also would invent a tactile sign - a pinch maybe, which I would always use while torturing her, while she is still able to see me and what I'm doing to her, so that later I could come to hospital when she's convinced that everything is over and remind her that I'm still free and more importantly - close by. Among other things, when she hasn't yet been severely tortured, I'd make her do things to other people - raping and assraping a teen girl with a beer bottle (with a cap on), cutting off slices of her face skin and rubbing salt into wounds, assraping a small boy with a hand cut from a girl while chewing his dick and showing him a video of how this girl was tortured, boiling his leg in oil and eating it in front of him while he's dying from hunger, and many other disturbing stuff. And then I would torture her while blaming for selfishness - that she would prefer other people suffering rather than suffer herself, and that if she had properly refused I would have just let innocent people go. This is how I hate this girl. Most of all I hate her for making me think all these things and enjoy torturing her.

I fucking crave my tranny lover's cock like dr**s and I'm a fucking addict. We've come so many times together, I've lost count of the loads we've shared. I was just a 18-year-old, innocent little slut weighing 140 lbs when I met her. She popped my cherry and showed me what a real cock could do. I was always curious about sucking dick, but I was too shy to try it with a guy, so I fell hard for trannies and their thick, beautiful cocks. I saw her ad on CL and BP, so I figured she was legit. It took me a fucking month to build up the nerve to call my first escort. One night, high as a kite and horny as hell, I finally called her and got the address. I was nervous as fuck driving to the motel, but my hunger for cock overpowered any fear. I walked up to the door, and it opened automatically with her hiding behind it. My heart was pounding; I had no idea what I was in for. She revealed herself after closing the door, and holy fuck, a stallion stood before me. A 6'1 blonde Costa Rican beauty in fuck-me heels, a skimpy corset, and see-through panties hugging her thick, hard cock. I sat on the bed, trying to act cool, but my eyes were glued to that beautiful bulge. She noticed me staring, asked for the money, and I handed it over eagerly. Still sitting, she stood in front of me and told me to remove her panties. As I pulled them down, she grabbed my head and fed me that 7-inch, fat cock I'd been dreaming about. I gagged and slurped, loving every fucking second of it. I was finally the little slut I always wanted to be, hungry for her load. She stood me up, and we made out, rubbing our cocks together. It was so fucking hot. She told me to get on the bed, and I mentioned it was my first time. She looked at me and called me a dirty little slut for the way I sucked her cock. She laid me down and started spoon-fucking me from behind, slow at first to let me adjust to her thick cock. She pounded me harder and harder, stretching me out, and then made me ride her cowgirl style. I rode that majestic cock like a little twinky boy toy, loving every fucking second of it. I was getting fucked so good that I didn't want to stop. I started riding her harder, moaning like a little bitch, “FUCK THAT ASS HARDER! I'M GONNA RIDE THIS DICK UNTIL I CAN'T FUCKING MOVE! JERK ME OFF WHILE YOU FUCK ME! OH GOD, I'M GONNA CUM! DON'T YOU DARE STOP!” I blew my load, shooting cum about 3 feet in the air, and it landed all over her. She came like a horse inside me, filling me up with her hot cum. I was leaking cum everywhere, loving the feeling of being used and filled. From then on, we had so many encounters—fucking in residential homes she rented for a day or two, waiting in hotel closets while she fucked other clients so I could have her all to myself. My ultimate fantasy? To be her little fuck toy "husband," used and ab**sed whenever she wants, my ass and mouth always ready for her cock, always hungry for her load

Please Master don't be cruel to your slave, exposed from inside out to you for you. Hunger never sleeps anyway. Touch me with your Lust.
Willingly opened just for You.

My little slut satisfying her hunger for cock.

I need to confess that i am hungry for my gf's sister. She has incredible tits, better than my gf's, is a little taller and biger ass too. Ive seen her naked once, we whent to a trip the three of us. So i downloaded a spycam in my cel. I put it in the bedroom, we where sleeping in the same room. We where going to sleep, so I went to the bathroom to change. My gf and her sister where in the bedroom changing. The cam was recording.

Then they told my they where changed, so i went out, obviously as nothing happened. I took my cel, whent to the bathroom again and saw the tape. Oh my god, my gf's sister was facing the camera, she was with clothes first, then she took her shirt, big tits and a nice bra... then she took her bra... it was amazing, beautiful boobs, for comford.

Since that trip i hunger my gf's sister, shes amazing, nice, and nice tits. I dream i fuck her. The best thing is that she is very horney. In comparisson to my gf, that isnt so horny, her sister is very horney. I once found a conversation of her and his ex bf, where she beg him to fuck her hard. He was his first boyfriend and had fuck her and she loved it, she loved to be fucked, she love the cock in her mouth, she once told him.

I hope someday i can fuck her, i hope some day all can fuck her