So, I'm a student in the United States attending full time and holding down one of those bullshit on campus jobs. Last year I was working and trying to support myself (no parental help) and I pulled down a little less than $12,000 gross income. When I try to go to school and get out of this entry-level bullshit, I apply for FAFSA just like any other student, and am looking to get enough in grants and loans to cover my school fees totaling about $11,000 and change per semester. I got a few scholarships, and FAFSA denies me any financial hardship consideration? No PELL Grant, about 2 grand in stafford unsub, and that's about it. I get instant denial for private loans (because I have no cosigner) and when I ask "how can I improve my credit, so I can get these loans," I'm met with "Well, to improve your credit and chances of approval, you can pay off loans on time." And yet...I can't get a loan to pay off? Now is it me, or am I stuck in the biggest catch 22 clusterfuck? I mean really, what am I supposed to do here? I'm no idiot by any stretch of the imagination, and I'd like to think I have the tiniest shred of common sense. This whole system is just...beyond me. I can't even understand the thought process behind it.

So, if anyone has any wisdom to share on how to get myself out of this financial aid clusterfuck, I'd love to hear it.

>no health care
>whites are a minority
>massive debt
>can't get elected unless you believe in Bronze Age fairy tales
>slavery and mass murder of indigenous people
>kill brown children in wars for cheap oil
>play a "sport" where large black men wear armour and grab each others' genitals
>no culture
>take credit for winning both world wars when you only played a minor role
>assassinates citizens with drones
>shoots kindergardeners on a yearly basis
>average citizen owns at least 3 guns
>still uses imperial system
>still tortures
>still has death penalty
>quarter of the population is in prison
>banana republic levels of income inequality
>high crime despite wealth
>high poverty despite wealth
>injecting chemicals into ground for cheap gas
>builds wood-houses and uses overground electricity
>majority of population denies evolution
>draconian levels of military spending
>mutilate their babby's genitals
>3rd world murder rate
>govt regularly starts a war every few years, typically with faked evidence for cheap oil
>govt can legally tap your phone
>govt can legally know what websites you visit and what books you got from the library
>govt can search your room if you drew a picture of a weapon

this girl in my neighborhood comes over to my place asking to borrow $50 for her fix, i ask her what do i get in return, she says your money back, i replied, come on now you think im gonna get it back, hows that suppose to happen when you have no source of income, so jokingly i said lets go in my room and earn you that $50, we both laugh and she says am i serious i said if you want to, she hesitates and says ok but not to mention it to anyone else, so i lay her flat on her stomach and just fuck her good an idea came to mind, so i pulled out my dick and just put it in her asshole, i give her a few good hard thrusts as shes trying to squirm away and says in pain not in my ass, i knew it was in there i just pretended to act like i didnt know, i must have given her 10 good pumps in the ass, its not like she can run to the cops or her aunt with this, she sold her body for her opiate fix, maybe it taught her a lesson and not to do it again because the next guy might not be so forgiving

One of the hottest girls I've ever seen. Lots of her incoming...

My wife is a tour guide in Bali. I secretly know how she made so much money from that job.
To be honest I masturbated a lot thinking about how all those foreigners using my wife, but sometimes I feel sad when thinking about our daughter. I asked her to stop and find another job but she refused, saying that she likes the job and the income is good. Our financials is not so bad and I think we can make it without her 'job'. So I guess she's some kind of nympho but somehow she looks for fulfillment from other men instead of from me.

Restaurant etiquette

After having worked in and patronized restaurants for many years, I've noticed a decay in the behavior considered to be "acceptable." As a result, I've decided to outline what is included in proper restaurant etiquette for those ill-informed individuals who continually bend the boundaries.

SERVICE INTERACTION:
-When your server greets you and asks how you are, "coke" is not an acceptable answer. Servers are people too, and by asking how you are, a waiter is simply attempting to engage. Be human. Answer.
- Waiters and waitresses are not less intelligent than you because of where they work. Many times, they are college students who are extremely intellectual. As a result, they are well aware of your assonance. Don't make yourself look like and idiot. Be kind.
-If your food has been poorly prepared, then please, by all means, send it back. But, if you forgot to specify something or if you just don't like what you chose, it is not the responsibility of the waiter or waitress to make your mistake correct.

TIPPING:
- TIPPING IS NOT OPTIONAL. Period. Generally speaking servers make far less than minimum wage and depend on your gratuity for their income. If you don't tip, your are thieving the services you have received. You cannot choose weather or not to pay for something you have purchased, and would not expect to leave the supermarket without paying. So, pay for the service you have received. *Additionally, most servers tip busboys and other staff based on their nightly sales. As a result, your presence at a table will cost a server money. This means if you do not leave a tip, you are literally stealing from the person who served you- they will still have to pay money for your check.
-Acceptable tipping rates include: 15% or your check (before discounts) for standard service, and 20% for good service. Occasionally, for excellent service, you may decide to leave more. You should never leave less than these amounts unless you have a serious complaint with the service you received.
-Factors that should not negatively influence the amount of tip you leave include: the quality or quantity of food, the condition of the restaurant, weather or not you liked your food, how much your bill amounted to, or atmosphere. Servers cannot control these things. It's not their fault if you don't like your burger.
-If you stay at a table for an extended period of time, you should increase the amount of tip you leave. Servers make their money by serving tables. So, if you are occupying a table for an extended period of time, you are preventing them from making money. Tip appropriately.
-If you can't afford to tip, get take-out. Most restaurants offer this option. Times are tough for everyone, including the servers.

GENERAL BEHAVIOR:
-Talking loudly on your cell phone is disruptive to other patrons. Your call is not more important than other people's enjoyment.
-If there is a wait to be seated, you must wait to be seated. This is a lesson of kindergarten. You cannot cut in line simply because you "don't feel like waiting," or because you "have somewhere to be." Everyone else feels the same way you do.
-Noise levels should be kept to an appropriate indoor level for a public place.
-Profanity is disruptive. Avoid it.
-Vulgar stories should be shared at a low volume.
-Feel free to share positive experiences with staff along with negative ones. It is nice to hear good things, too.
-PAY YOUR CHECK. Restaurants remember you, and stealing is stealing.

I hope this information is helpful, and will promote good behavior.

I need some real advice please read all of this an comment.

I fucked my friends mom. I was in my 20's and she was in her 50's. She was married at the time. This is how it happened no bullshit here you cant make up shit like this. Real life can be fuckin crazy. One day i am over at my friends parents house, He doesnt live in town so when he comes here he stays at his parents. So i am over there sitting on the couch an his mom sits down next to me and starts talking about how i am her favorite of all his friends an what a good person i am. I just agree and bemuse her. She has one of those weird personalities where she is overly nice to most people.

She then starts talking to me about movies "we both like old western movies". Later a weeks a couple days i don't remember she calls me. Tells me that she wants to talk with me an invites herself over to my house. I did not give her my number. She comes over tells me some bullshit i forget what it was some kind of excuse to get into my house. We talk for a few hours and i notice her looking at my cock through my pants. I ignore it because hey she my friends mom. Plus she is overweight an she looks old. On the positive side She does have a big ass and very large tits easily DD if not bigger.

She leaves an tells me how wonderful it was to get out of the house an how we have so much in common. Then she invites herself over for the next week an we make plans to watch a old western. Between these 2 visits i talk with a guy i work with about it. He tells me "she wants to fuck you" I am more of a recluse and i don't date much plus she was married. So i didn't believe it. But the next time i talked to her son i told him "Hey man i think your mom wants to fuck me." he replied Do it an we both laughed him thinking it was a joke and me thinking i just might.

So the scheduled visit arrives and she comes over wearing a hoody not showing any skin. we are watching a movie i look over and the hoody is unzipped an she is showing some cleavage. She always sat uncomfortably close to me and i could see down her shirt. I got aroused she looked over at me then down at my pants an she just put her hand on my cock acting innocent like she had no idea what had happened. I called her out an she pretty much rapes me.

Now i fucked her once an it did not leave me feeling good about the situation because of her marriage and my friendship with her son. The sex although taboo was not that great she just laid there like most women. I told myself never again.

A few days later she calls me an tells me she is coming over we need to talk blah blah. So she comes over an we are sitting next to each other and she tries to grab my cock. I told her no it was just a one time thing an i think we would be better as friends. She tells me don't Worry i don't feel bad about it an neither should you. She then tells me she hasn't fucked her husband in 5 years and they are all but divorced in name alone. She then tells me that she will never tell anyone about it and it will be are little secret. I was hesitant she saw it and just took her tits out. Yeah i fucked her again.

So we made it a regular thing twice a week for 2 years she called it "movie night"
I told her that we couldn't really be together in a real relationship.various reasons age an the fact she was married. She said that was okay because it was just labels an she didn't care about that as long as i fucked her.

In the 2 years i fucked her in the ass several times. Made her squirt many times. And in general fucked her like a whore. She told me she had never squirted before me an i could do anything i wanted. I took advantage.

Towards the end of this friends with benefits. Her husband came over to my house looking for her an she was just sitting in my room with her tit out. He was pretty pissed. Some how she convinced him that she was wearing a shirt an he was acting like a crazy person. But the story got back to my friend through his brothers friend who was the guy who showed her husband where i lived. Pretty sure he was fucking her at one time also. She always let her sons friends move in when they needed a place to stay. He was one of those friends who needed a place to stay.

So my friend called me about it. I told him yeah i fucked her an we talked about some other stuff. I have a way of being sarcastic all the time. She proceeded to convince him i was just fuckin with him. ?he bought it?

More time passed. This is where the fucked up shit happens. There was a girl i used to fuck when i was younger we had a real casual sexual relationship. She would come over to my house drunk at late hours an demand that i fuck her. It was awesome at 1st but i got tried of the bitch waking me up an one night i told her not to come over anymore. She did an i only saw her a couple of times after that. After we stopped fucking she got a job at a bar. One of the regulars pursued her for some time they ended up dating an she got pregnant. He was 10 years older then her an she didnt love him but she married him. We did not talk to each other but saw each other at my neighbors garage sale. She then knew where i lived.I remember thinking if i get the chance i am going to fuck her again.

So one night Guess who is at my door. Yep it was her she made up an excuse to talk to me an i let her in. She was in my house about 5 mins when i realized this was my chance. We ended up fooling around really hot an heavy an she tells me she has to leave or she is going to fuck me an she cant she is married. We exchange emails.

I was completely in lust and never had i been swept up in emotions over girl. She was in the same boat we confirmed are intentions via email an she came over the next night. We fucked it was amazing she is beautiful an her pussy was really really wet.
After the fact she told me she wanted to be with me an that she always had. I told her i needed to stop my previous relationship with my friends mom. She told me she needed to leave her husband. Next day she told her husband and i told my friends mom. My friends mom was like okay i understand but i still want to fuck you. She then told me don't worry no one will find out. The thought of fucking both of them was appealing and i was just stupid enough to think i could do it.

So i told my new girl that i had broke up with my friends mom but she wasn't taking me seriously. My friends mom some how convinced herself that there wasn't another woman an i just wanted to break up. She came over a few times under the guise of talking about the break up. I fucked her and guess who shows up. Yep my new girl who is an yeah you can guess it drunk. Soo My Friends Mom freaks out an i told my girl to leave so i could finish breaking up with her. My Friends Mom then realizing there is a another girl decides she doesn't care she just wants me to fuck her. I told her i didn't feel right about it. I really like my girl and i wasnt going to risk fucking it up.

MFM says NO i wont have it. I told her tough its over. She leaves but proceeds to send me over 250 text messages a day. seriously. I thought i could reason with her proceeded to try. she was pretty pissed but i felt she had come to terms.

4 days later she calls me an says we have to talk i told her i would speak with her but not at my house because i knew she would just try to fuck me. So we we meet in a parking lot in public. She tells me that she hired a private investigator to "do research" on my new girl then tells me that her "PI" has pictures of her leaving another mans apartment and all but fuckin him on the porch . I thought that is weird my girl was still married at the time but the pi didn't say anything about that. So i told MFM Send me the information the pi collected an the pictures to my email. Big mistake now she has my email.

MFM looked shocked, She figured at 1st hearing this news i would break off my relationship with my new girl. So yeah she emails me the CC of her and her "pi talking about the investigation. The pi had a gmail email and the content seemed to be written by the same person. So i asked for the pis number. The number she gave me always went straight to voice mail an the voice mail was always full. So i did reverse number look up on it, Yeah it was MFM dsl number that didn't accept incoming calls. That was the birth of who i now call "THE PSYCHO BITCH"
My friends mom now known as TPB was trying to fool me an get me break up with my girl so i called her out on it an told her i knew the number she gave me was hers.
I told her to stop calling me an that it was over.

TPB did not like that. she then called me all the time literally all day and night while i was at work an texted me every other minute. I asked her to stop told her If she didn't i would call her son an tell him that she wouldn't stop calling me. she went fuckin nutts screaming at me threatening to get me arrested. Threatened to have me beat up. You name it she went there.

I had no choice but to block her number. Because i could not do shit on my phone it was always getting text an calls. She filled up the memory in my phone with crazy shit
eventually she realized her number was blocked an started emailing me i have over 500 emails from her. lots of just weird stuff. She got my girls phone number an started calling her. Told her she was still fucking me an so on. Told her she was coming over to my house when she knew she wasn't there shit like that.

The most fucked up part of it was in her emails she tells me that she got pregnant with twins an aborted them both. Told me she was having sex with 3 other guys while she was fucking me. Told me one of them has herpes an I needed to get a std test. She tried demean me an insult me. Manipulative on the worst levels she was trying anything to get me to respond. Eventually i did 3 months after i blocked her number. I called her asking her to please stop texting my girl and to stop driving by my girls house. She said she would and that she wanted to meet me to apologies for how things went. I was stupid enough to believe her and agreed to meet. She meet me out side of my house when I got in the car she tried to tell me she never lied to me an the pi got the facts wrong an blah blah. I told her to stop the bullshit And That i was never going to fuck her again. She got quiet looked away an said i wish we could be frei... Then wham she hit me in the face closed handed i opened the door to get out an she took off tires screeching with me half way in the car. MY neighbor saw what happened and told me i needed to call the police so that if she tried to get me arrested for some fake bullshit i would have record of her acting crazy. Cops told me her real age 53 she said she was in her 40s
She was also sending me emails telling me what i had told her which was stop calling stop texting and stop sitting out side my house and driving by my girls house. She was pretty much stalking both of us in her spare time. I goggled she send those because its a he said she said type of thing her sending me the email was a way for her to cover her bases an pretend like i was stalking her.
I honestly moved on instantly an never thought about the The psycho bitch unless i was getting a email or a text. The phone company i use only lets me block numbers for 3 months Without fail when it relapsed i got more crazy text an had to block her again.

That was 2 years ago I am still with my new girl and i am very much in love with her. I have not talked with TPB or my friend since the craziness. She still sends me emails at least once a week with random cryptic comments meant to entice a reply

here is a couple of the emails i randomly selected

"Coming soon to a theater near you..."
"Ready to go downtown & 5th ward!
Not been there since that last time.
Odd, true & by choice.
Got goody bag filled with very interesting things...very.

As for the tomfoolery, hi jinks & Oscar- worthy performances by the entire cast...blah blah.

So vapid & inane.
Do not care.
Blah."

Downtown is code for me to fuck her in the ass.

"Sufficient time has passed to ensure no problems repeated.

Not gonna leave things negatively. Absolutely not.

Will contact for meet place, date & time.

No girlie histrionics. No tattling. No talking shit. Way way passed that.

5-10 minutes.

There are no memories of the heart or mind left.

Just unfinished business that will be completed.

Not gonna have negativity follow over & over.

Don't bother to pout about it.
No drama.
Get over yourself.
I have.
Blah

If left unfinished, it becomes crap-filled baggage to carry.

It's well known that what goes around come around.

I'm not havin it."

Anyone know how to get this crazy bitch to leave me alone its going over 2 years now.

She still send me emails wanting me to "meet with her"

Thanks for reading i hope some one can learn from my experience. Maybe even give me some advice.

I received a letter like this... is it working or scam ?
it sounds working scheme... are anybody having any experiences with it ?

MY GUARDIAN ANGEL INCOME SYSTEM

As seen in Oprah!!! $50K in your PayPal Account!
Dear Fellow Friends,

That's Right - $50,000 in your PayPal account and that's NO JOKE!!

IT WAS PROVEN ON OPRAH, CNN, 20/20 and various highly respected U.S. TV and radio programs as being 100% legal, feasible and true!
For the price of 2 $5 Subway Foot-Longs You Can Help Someone and Change Your Life! It works QUICKLY and LEGALLY. Basically, this is all about PEOPLE HELPING PEOPLE

"THE GUARDIAN SYSTEM" $10 USD -- That's all it takes!

I'll try to keep this short and sweet. Do it once and you're done.

To get started just copy this whole page and paste it to your documents to edit it. Simply follow the instructions below and in 2 to 4 weeks, you could have as much as $50,000 in your PayPal account or even more.

Most people respond to this program because of the low investment ($10USD) and high profit potential. There is no limit to the income you can generate from this (you can just do it over and over!) If you follow the instructions, you will reach thousands of people!

HONESTY, FAITH AND INTEGRITY makes this system work!

I think everyone has heard of "PayPal"? Anyone with an e-mail address can join for FREE! If you're not already a PayPal user, the first thing you need to do is go
to PayPal.com and sign up

Here's how it works:

Step 1:
Send a $5.00 US dollar donation from your PayPal account to THE FIRST e-mail address on the list (No. 1) by using the PayPal 'Send Money' feature and be sure to include in the email "Payment for Internet Marketing". THIS KEEPS THE PROGRAM LEGAL.

Step 2:
Then send another $5.00 US dollar payment to the 5th person on the list (No. 5) with an email that says "Payment for Internet Marketing 5th".

Step 3:
Once you have done that, REMOVE the 1st email address and place YOUR email address at the bottom (position no. 5). Then move the 2nd to 1st, the 3rd to 2nd, the 4th to 3rd, and 5th to 4th. You now become the 5th email address on the list.

DO NOT TRY TO PLACE YOURSELF IN THE FIRST PLACE. IT WILL ONLY REACH THE PEOPLE YOU SEND IT TO AND THEN YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS WILL BE REMOVED FROM THE LIST. If you do this, the way it was designed, it will reach thousands by the time your email address gets to the top.

REMEMBER to send a $5 US dollar donation to the 1st email address and the message "PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING". Send the other $5 US dollar donation to the 5th person and an email with the words "PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING 5TH". This will help the 5th person to track the progress of the letter and continue to send out more emails.

Here is the list:

1. nia516@yahoo.com

2. jay_gee29@yahoo.com

3. perfectform08@yahoo.com

4. bcaldarera@aol.com

5. Simpelman@gmail.com

Make sure your email address is the same as the one you used to open your PayPal Account! (as this is the way you will receive your payments).

Now that you have paid the 1st and 5th person and sent them both an email (via your PayPal account), place your email address in the 5th place.

Step 4

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IT IS YOUR JOB AS THE 5TH PERSON ON THE LIST TO ENSURE THERE ARE AT LEAST 20 'PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING 5TH' REPLIES.

The 5th person is the Guardian of the System - YOU!!!

If there are NOT at least 20 replies then the 5th person will keep sending/posting the letter until there are at least 20.

MAKE SURE YOU SEND $5.00 US DOLLARS TO THE 1ST PERSON TO THANK THEM FOR WHEN THEY WERE THE GUARDIAN OF THE LETTER AND $5.00 TO THE 5TH PERSON SO MORE EMAILS CONTINUE TO GO OUT.

Now the fun begins. We reap what we sow - other people will see your posting and do the exact same thing. As you wait through the 4th, 3rd and 2nd slots for your work as Guardian to pay off, hundreds even thousands of others will be assuming the role of Guardian and keep the program moving.

Once you have arrived at the 1st position, it means hundreds and maybe thousands have been working the program since you started. All of those people will then pay you as the 1st and you won't believe the kind of money that has been generated. Seriously, its common sense - you do it and 25 or more people see and do the exact same thing and EVERYONE wins!!! You will receive thanks and the same blessings!

When your name (email address) reaches the 1st slot, 900 to 15,000 people will send you $5.00 dollars each. You could easily make up to $50,000 USD.

Keep in mind - the most you spend is $10 dollars. Remember -- what goes around comes around.

DO NOT TRY TO PUT YOURSELF IN FIFTH PLACE WITHOUT PAYING AS PAYPAL WILL AUTOMATICALLY NOTICE THIS AND DELETE YOUR ACCOUNT AND POSSIBLY PURSUE LEGAL ACTION. THIS IS A LEGITIMATE PROGRAM AND THEY ARE PART OF IT.

TESTIMONIALS:

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I was shocked when I saw how much money came flooding into my PayPal account. Within 3 weeks my account balance has ballooned to $22,449. At first I thought there had been some sort of error with my account.

HERE ARE THE STEP-BY-STEP INSTRUCTIONS AGAIN:

Step 1: Set up your PayPal Account (if you don't already have one), and send the top name (1st person) $5.00 US dollars - Don't forget to include "PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING". This is IMPORTANT as it keeps the program legal.

Step 2: Send the other $5.00 US dollars and a note stating "PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING 5TH" to the 5th name on the list.

Step 3: Remove the top name (email address) and move the other 4 names up one place each. Place YOUR name in the bottom slot (5th) and you will receive a minimum of $100 dollars for your efforts.

Step 4: Keep sending/posting this letter until you get 20 'PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING 5TH' replies in your In-box.

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>>The Guardian system is based on HONEST people helping each other out. This program is completely legal if you follow the step by step instructions. It's the same concept of building a downline except more profitable and affordable. It's like the movie. "Paying It Forward", where we all give someone else just five dollars. Make BIG money in an HONEST way!

To Your Success

Simpelman

My coworker told me I could sell feet pix and told me about motherless. We talk about sexual exploits often. I won’t lie, I’m in need of extra income. This was taken today. See foot for proof. 

if you guys are interested we can work something out. I once sold my panties right off me to a guy at a Christmas after party pre covid. Let’s see where this takes me….

27 north east if anyone was wondering. 

I got a serious crush on local coke head.

I’m 45 very soon,, married with kids, I live in a small town there’s a girl around I’m not sure how old she is, I think she maybe in her 30s but she looks early 20s, someone  told me she was 39 but she couldn’t be, I must have misheard. She’s skinny m, always showing off her flat stomach, her hips are well proportion, she sexy as fuck, she genuinely gives me that feeling in my stomach. I don’t think she has any kids, I think her care free lifestyle excites me too, I used to have a life like that!!

Shes appears to be unemployed, she hangs around town, going to this party and the next. I do see her with some real low life scum bags. She always to be happy and smiling.

I know her brother a little bit, one day he called me over to discuss something we had in common. I now have something to strike up a conversation with her.

Being 45 and married I’m obviously out of shape, she most be aware of me looking at her I probably give her the creeps because she doesn’t acknowledge me at all.

So I’m on the treadmill and on a diet I’m getting into shape, I’m also looking into ways to get some extra disposable income to have. By the end of the year I will go for it.

 I can’t believe the stereo typical mid life crisis is such a real a powerful thing.

I'm nearly 60 and have enjoyed 30 years of paid sex with some really memorable occasions. Unlike many other guys who have satisfying sex lives with partners or girlfriends I have had to pay, but I have used the opportunity to have sex with attractive young women that I would never have been able to enjoy any other way. I'm always after the elusive girlfriend experience, however but treat girls well and have often been very pleased with the outcome.

A bit of history: Back in 2010 I used the Adultwork website to meet up with a beautiful 19yo photographic model model (we'll call her Clare) who also liked to offer extras. After a very successful sexual encounter I told her I enjoyed gangbangs. "What's a gangbang?" she asked! Well I didn't just tell her, I felt obliged to educate her properly and organised one with myself and 3 other middle aged guys. She and we loved it and she held several with other organisers before at Christmas 2011 I suggested another new experience, a visit to a well known naturist/swinging club. Let's call it Oreos.

All organised, several guys and her met at a pub before going the club. At reception, however she was turned away. We hadn't realised they had a 21yo age limit and she was 4 days short of her birthday. Fortunately one of the guys had a hotel room so we were still able to party but this was always the special event that didn't happen.

Soon after that Clare started a relationship and stopped working. She became pregnant and had three children. She left a lot of punters bereft, we wished her well but she had been one of the most enthusiastic and lovely amateur hookers, with a genuine fondness for older men and a strong exhibitionist streak and sense of fun.

I could never get over the missed event however and kept trying to arrange it with other girls. In the end I advertised a reverse booking on Adultwork and my very cheap offer of £100 for 'at least two hours' at the club was accepted by a girl calling herself Lush Companion. She was delightful, half Philipino, petite and sweet. We stayed the whole evening and I had a great time. We treated two guys to joining us in a private room although they only got to watch us and be wanked off by her.

Earlier this year, I heard rumours that Clare was working again and established email contact. In a racy chat session she let on that she felt occasionally stifled by motherhood and craved the attention she used to command from guys. She also wanted to prove she was as tight and passionate as before she delivered her babies vaginally. She was proud that her figure was almost as slim and firm as before.

We arranged to do the Oreos visit nearly five years after the first time. She would travel from home in Birmingham to Bristol, I would pay her travel expenses, plus £60/hour for two hours and would try and arrange a couple of other guys to increase her income and make up more of a party.

I advertised on Craiglist for single guys to "share an 25yo slim amateur hooker at Oreos" and when I had a disappointing response, advertised for couples as well. I did have about 2 guys and 2 couples expressing an intention to attend and participate. As it turned out nobody from Craigslist or any of my usual gangbang circulation list turned up (Losers) but we had a ball anyway.

When Clare's train arrived I was delighted to discover she was just as pretty and slim as I remembered and just as friendly and up for it. She looked stunning in the nude at Oreo's and I enjoyed a shower with her as she experienced some initial embarrassment.

Clare was only shy for about ten minutes and then realised that there were worse fates than being fancied by 20-30 blokes. She really entered into the swinging spirit. We fooled around in the Jacuzzi, were joined by a black couple who were very naughty with each other underwater. The woman, Kate, said she wanted to lick Clare out so we went to the largest of the private rooms. I could tell that Clare was really getting off on the very polite but obvious attention from guy in particular one and feeling magnanimous to both Clare and the guy said Puss could do whatever she wanted and she asked the very 'buff' and extremely nice guy, John, if he wanted to join us to 'help use up a bottle of baby oil'.

In the private room I french kissed Clare and slathered her slim torso and pussy with oil while Clare wanked John. She then sucked him while the Kate licked Clare out and fingered Clare's pale pink pussy with her brown fingers and crimson nails whilst declaring that "Oh my god you have most gorgeous pussy (True) and you taste so good". While she did that her partner fucked her in doggy with his stereotypically large cock.

Then I said it was Ok, so John found himself fucking Clare but forbidden to cum. He and I took her in turns and in several position before he came on her smooth belly. As the client, I reckoned I would finish the session by coming inside her. OMG that was lovely. Winston was fiddling with her anus and my balls which I quite enjoyed but Clare didn't appreciate!

Winston was pissed because Clare wouldn't let him fuck her "You'd split me open" she said, which seemed unlikely seeing as she had delivered several babies, but she was still very tight and I gather she had had a bad experience with a BBC in the past. Absolutely her call, after all, I was the only one paying!

After the joint session in the private room John had to leave. He had a huge grin and still couldn't believe his luck having had Clare choose him and me telling him he couldn't come until I said so!

With only 45 minutes until we had to catch the train, I had a second wind and having asked Clare just for a cuddle, we had a very sweet spoons and cowgirl quickie session in a clean private room, by ourselves (I'm afraid we left the other one with soggy towels and pools of oil and worse. Disgraceful!).

Well, after two and half hours in total at the club we ran out laughing into the street and hailed a taxi, getting her to the station just 5 minutes before her train. I don't know how many times she came over the evening. I managed more than I thought I was capable of and the subsequent Viagra headache was just mild enough for me to bask in the afterglow.

I won't forget this amazing experience for a long time. It hugely exceeded already high expectations, mostly because of a wonderful girl and a very good vibe at the club.

It cost me £140 for her (all I could afford), £15 entrance (special offer for couples on Tuesday), £30 in cabs, £40 for her train fare. This is twice as much as I've ever spent on a punt. Would have got 4 half hour sessions with my hometown regular - but what an experience!

She and I have exchanged texts and emails over the subsequent 24 hours. It is abundantly clear that she really enjoyed it. I'm so glad.

Details have been changed to protect the guilty but this actually happened last night 3rd June. I know - I was there !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Whose the best choice out of these incoming freshmen?

My latest facebook "Win" more incoming and also maybe a video

S.P.I.R.I.T. - Southern Plantation InterRacial Interactive Tradition
SPIRIT is a genre of heterosexual erotica involving dominant whites exercising their social southern tradition of sexual rights over respectfully submissive blacks who are willing servants, not slaves, and always answer their dominators with "Sir" or "Ma'am", but never "Master".
Although the terms nigger, niggerbull, boy, niggerlupa, bitch, girl, whore, are accepted as standard designations, domination never involves humiliation or physical abuse (such as gagging, slapping, choking, suffocating, spitting, cumming anywhere outside of a woman, pussy/ass to mouth, homosexual acts, etc.) as the niggers are always treated as valued breeding stock and pets. Complete submission is always achieved upon the firm gentile grip of a white person's hand upon a nigger's genitals and then upon the nigger's head exhibiting the social authority of white power as the nigger goes down to their knees to give head in the sacred act of nigger communion.
The practice of albadominus (white sexual dominance) is enabled by the lifestyle of nigerservus (black sexual service) in which blacks accept their social purpose of sexual subservience to be the natural result of ancestral breeding on the southern plantations. As the careful breeding of enslaved black women had produced black bitches who could not resist white cock, so too had such breeding inadvertently produced niggerbulls aroused by the sight of the plantation pairing with their nigger wives while never being able to resist the lure of a white cunt. As the genetic disposition of the black bitch predisposes her to sexually seek the personal comfort of the social protection and provision that can only be provided by a white man (socially referred to as white power), the black bitch always experiences powerful orgasms from the idealistic fantasy of being safely owned by a white man along with the actual sense of complete security that she can only experience from having the white man's cock deep inside her. Likewise, as the genetic disposition of the niggerbull predisposes him to be a committed servant and protector of the white woman, nothing arouses the niggerbull more than feeding at the white cunt of life before devoutly offering his massive load of niggerseed at the pleasure of the dominant white woman.

S.P.I.R.A.L. - Southern Plantation InterRacial Antebellum Lifestyle
SPIRAL is a sub-genre of SPIRIT pertaining to niggers who choose to give up their jobs and possessions to go live naked (though not barefoot) on southern plantations where they are taken care of as breeding stock.
Divided into house niggers and field niggers, house niggers live in the big house and perform casual housework tasks in addition to their sexual obligations while field niggers live in the stables and perform casual gardening tasks in addition to their sexual obligations. SPIRAL also takes place away from the plantations in the urban centers where single niggers and nigger couples live with their white homeowners. SPIRAL ultimately occurs in secret, off of the road, niggertowns, where every household has niggers who regularly walk about the town naked and where niggerbreeding is at the foundation of the local economy.

S.P.A.M.M. - Swirl Pearls And Mature Mandingos
SPAMM is the SPIRIT sub-genre of spoiled, interracial desiring (swirl), petite teen white girls (pearls), sexually dominating mature Mandingos (M&Ms) whose duty to them is to protect and serve them addressing them as princesses.
Any conceptions to occur results in the pearls deciding the fates of the babies with no involvement from the fathers.

P B & J - Polar Bears & Jungle Bunnies
PB&J is the sub-genre of SPIRIT erotica pertaining to stout mature white men (polar bears) sexually dominating and breeding willing younger black women (jungle bunnies) usually with both of them in their socks and t-shirts in front of the jungle bunnies' nigger husbands.
Jungle bunnies always have un-straitened hair and hair surrounding their vaginas and refer to their first polar bear as 'Sire' as he will always retain primary sexual rights to her and will present her with a collar that she will always proudly wear in acknowledgement of his rights over her.
When a sexually active black woman is taken by a white man for the very first time, the event is referred to as being an A.R. or Antebellum Reunion in which the black woman is said to have been 'restored' to her proper place and function.
Any conceptions to occur results in the sale of the zygotes to an underground adoption agency for $10,000 to be divided between the bear and the bunny. This modernized honored southern tradition is known as niggerbreeding and allows the polar bear to form partnerships with several jungle bunnies to provide an adequate source of income on the black market for both himself and their families who acknowledge his white seed and white power as making him their household's primary income provider as well as the actual man of the house.

B.A.J. - Buckras And Jungle Bunnies
The BAJ SPIRIT sub-genre celebrates the coming of age tradition of virgin teen white boys (buckras) encouraged by their fathers to sexually dominate and breed a grown jungle bunny in front of her nigger husband to earn the badge of white manhood for which it is always a great honor for the jungle bunny to have been utilized in enabling a white boy to become a white man.
On very rare occasions, a buckra may actually meet the challenge of earning his badge of white manhood through a disrespectful black woman with whom he will seduce into submission to having an A.R. to teach her proper respect and restore her to her proper place and function in front of her nigger husband (if she's married). On such rare occasions, the restored niggress will usually become the devoted black bitch of the young buckra who thereby becomes her sire.
Any conceptions to occur results in the sale of the zygotes to an underground adoption agency for $10,000 to be divided between the buckra and the bunny unless the bunny is a restored married niggress who enthusiastically accepts the honor of baring and raising her young sire's child.

Avrila
The Avrila is the SPIRIT sub-genre celebrating the coming of age tradition of teen black girls who are presented by their mothers for deflowering by polar bears to officially become proud black bitches.
If the mother is without a polar bear to call upon, when time and finances allow, the mothers will coach their daughters while they're vacationing out of town at a motel or hotel on how to present themselves to an available white man for deflowering.
Any conceptions to occur results in the black bitches keeping their babies with no involvement from the fathers unless the black bitch is fortunate enough to become the personal breeding bitch of her deflowerer who then becomes her sire.

Real Queens of Spades
The sub-genre of SPIRIT for Real Queens of Spades refers to established white women known as either queens or albadoms sexually dominating niggerbulls for pleasure and occasional breeding.
The symbol of the queens is a crown atop of a spade bearing the emblem of a 'Q' and usually displayed at the center of a Confederate flag.
Niggerbulls often serve as butlers wearing bowties, tight t-shirts, and footwear, at albadom functions casually providing them with head upon demand. The niggerbulls are usually trained in the service of the Daughters of Freya, a religious fertility cult of white women devoted to the goddess Freya by maintaining stables of devout niggerbulls trained to worship white women as goddesses for sexual pleasure and breeding and holding every act of giving or receiving head from the white goddesses as being the giving of a blessing. Other niggerbulls are trained by albadoms; independent white women who train niggers from off of the streets to become devoted niggerbulls.
Any conceptions to occur from breeding results in the queens keeping the babies with no involvement from the fathers.

This is my confession/story of what my life is like struggling with the demon that lies within me. I apologize in advance for the length of the confession/story but I feel I need to get so much of this out and off my chest. I understand that some might be disgusted with this story and my actions, but do know that we all have demons of some sort within us and you can judge me or whatever you want. This is who I am and there is nothing I can do to change that fact.

On the outside I look like I am living the perfect American dream life. I'm in my late 30s, a former jock athlete, happily married to the cute, fit, blonde former college cheerleader who still likes to fuck like its going out of style. Three happy and healthy kids. A great house in the nicest of suburbs my city has to offer (that also comes with a big mortgage, but I digress). A very successful career and all the spoils that come with that including a decent income and reasonable wealth. Lots of friends and weekends spent going to my kids games and recitals, and nights BBQ'ing and drinking with neighbors. Basically the envy of many men and what should be the charmed life.

But there is something that has always been inside me that is missing with that perfect life. It is a demon that needs to be satisfied otherwise it takes over my existence. It doesn't just spring up out of nowhere and grab me. No, it builds over time slowly, sometimes months or a year, with little hints or actions that make me slightly aware that it is still there and there is nothing I can do but give it what it wants. That is the only way to come back down to earth and "normalcy".

The day that the demon decides is the day to force me into action would seem like any other to those around me. I sit in meetings or on calls outwardly actively engaged in what is going on, but my head is somewhere else flooded with thoughts of what is to come by days end. As my afternoon drags on, I start to put the demon's plan into motion. My cock is already rock hard under my desk as the anticipation builds. I call my wife and tell her that a big crisis has come up at work and don't expect me home in time for dinner or even maybe before she goes to bed. She would never suspect a thing as I am a high ranking corporate officer who often needs to work late or weekends. I would never stray from our vows as I am the perfect husband who is sexually satisfied at home...or am I, I really don't know?

6 o'clock rolls around and I wait for everyone else to one-by-one depart the office for the day. After seemingly all have left, I grab the nondescript gym bag that is in the corner coat locker of my office. While anyone else would assume it just contains my gym clothes, the reality is it contains the tools that the demon knows I will need to satisfy his lust. I take my bag and walk to the elevator and down to the lobby. Once in the lobby I bypass the elevators to the garage where my car sits waiting to return me to my suburban dream life, and walk straight out the front doors of my building. I turn left and walk the 2 blocks to the subway station. Instead of getting on the train that could also return me to the suburban utopia with the rest of the suited masses, I instead get on the line that takes me to a part of town that couldn't be more different than my home.

I exit the subway and night has already fallen. The sounds of the city are all around me, but I hear nothing. I have become more like a zombie possessed and oblivious to the outside world. The police and fire sirens and calls of beggars asking for change pass by my ears as if they didn't exist and I head straight to where I need to be. I turn the corner into the side alleyway and there is it, the large, black, heavy, metal door in an unmarked building is all that stands between me and the relief from the demon that I so desperately need. I ring the buzzer and and hear the familiar click that unlocks the door and allows my entry into my sanctuary.

Upon entering, I am now in the sterile 6x6 room with another door straight ahead and a bulletproof looking glass window to my left. Behind it sits a man smoking a cigarette and looking like he'd rather be any place but here. I slide a $20 bill into the little revolving door in the window, looking past the man at the assortment of items for sale on the shelves behind him. On the ledge to my right is a big cardboard box full of condoms under a sign that says to be safe and and take as many as you need. No worries I say to myself, my bag contains all of what the demon needs. The man puts a plain white towel and a locker key into the revolving door and spins it around in my direction. I grab them hurriedly and move towards the second door which again unlocks with that familiar click as I push my way through.

Now inside the inner sanctum of the demon, I enter into the locker room. Several others are milling around and faint grunts and noise can be heard in the distance. I find my assigned locker and open it up. I disrobe from the constraints of my corporate attire and wrap the towel that barely reaches all the way around my muscular build around my waist. I open my gym bag and pull out my old gym flip flops and the smaller toiletry bag that contains my tools...a bottle of Wet lube and various condoms including several magnums just in case. I slide the flops on my feet, close and lock my locker, place the key in my small little toiletry bag and head to the shower room a few feet away.

I enter the showers and there are a few men in there. It seems as though all eyes are on my as I walked up to a showerhead. I place my bag and towel on the hook and turn on the water feeling a rush of heat pour over my body. In the corner a man is leaning against the wall while another man is on his knees servicing his cock. Another guy is standing under his showerhead stroking as he watches. I hit the lever on the soap dispenser and begin to soap up my body, paying particular attention to my cock and asshole. I turn and see two other guys embracing, stroking each other and passionately kissing as one looks over constantly at me. I begin to stroke myself as well as my cock has risen to a mild erection as my other soap covered hand teases and pokes my asshole. Another man enters and takes the showerhead next to me and gives a nod to gauge my interest, but not yet, not the right guy just yet. I turn off my water and pat myself dry with my towel before slinging it over my shoulder, grab my bag and exiting the showers.I walk out the side door of the locker room into a hallway. Again multiple men are mulling around whether naked or with towels around them. As I walk some reach out as if trying to grab my semi-rigid cock, but I keep moving to the big glass door on my right and enter the large steam room. Words are rarely spoken to each other, it is purely signals and actions.

The steam room is like an moving mess of body parts. Men are fucking and sucking in group play that is hard to even describe. There is one handsome younger twink who is on his hands and knees getting fucked from behind while sucking on a large bear's cock. The twink is just the look that the demon likes but he is otherwise occupied. The mass of fucking and sucking is enough to rise my cock to full attention but the steam room is not where the demon wants to be satisfied. I stand in the corner for a minute and stroke myself before heading back out into the hallway. The dimness of the light really only allows for you to see more shapes and figures, not the details of the person you are passing. I continue down the hallway and the sound of the bass pumping music gets louder. Me personally in my everyday life couldn't stand this type of music, but the demon inside me loves it and sort of sways to the beat. As I turn the corner at the end of the hall I enter a maze of small rooms with sterile cots, some of the doors are closed and some with them open where single men wait for their next lover to arrive in various states of pose. Some on their knees, others standing and more lying or sitting on the cots. Some rooms already contain two or more men in a wanton state of lust, sucking and fucking every which way possible. While I get nods and signals from several of the men, I decide to push further and find an empty room to set up shop, which I finally do find a few more doors down.

I enter the room and hang my towel on the wall hook. I place my bag of tools next to the cot and take my position on my knees. Within seconds a man who I would say is about my age is standing at my door. I am not picky for my first cock and I motion for him to enter as he quickly does. Nothing is said as he drops his towel and I reach up grabbing his cock in my hand. I slowly stroke him and then pull him closer and begin to lick his nice mushroom tip. I lick the underside of his cock and then dive right in taking him fully in my mouth. I suck furiously for about 2 minutes before he tenses up and I pull his cock out as he shoots his load all over my chest and the floor. He picks up his towel and turns and walks out.

The demon feels slightly better after being doused with some hot cum, but is nowhere near being satisfied. I sit on the edge of the cot and wait for the next man to catch my interest to look inside my room. As I lean back against the wall and stroke my throbbing cock, several more men stand at the doorway, but I turn my gaze away as none interest me much. Those with the proper etiquette know to then walk on to somewhere else. FInally a younger man, not really a twink, but more a jock like myself in my early twenties stops at my door. I smile and he smiles back and I motion with my head for him to come inside. He sits next to me on the cot and reaches over to grab my cock. I return the favor and grab his nice sized, not to big but just big enough, cock. We stroke each other and begin to kiss. My other hand caresses his nicely built chest. After another few minutes, he pushes me back to laying on the cot and moves his mouth to my hard dick. He begins to suck me off nice and slow, as if he was savoring every little bit of me. It feels so good but I know I need to hold out from cumming or the demon will punish me for sure. He lifts my balls and I instinctively push my ass out and bring my legs up towards my chest. He begins to lick and tongue my asshole, swirling his tongue around before plunging it inside of me then back out again, repeating for quite a while all while slowly stroking my cock with his hand. He moved back to licking the underside of my dick and slowly started pushing his fingers inside me, first one, then two and eventually three. It felt so good to feel that feeling again.I pulled him up to me and raised him to his knees sitting above his chest and took his cock into my mouth. I sucked on his cock for a few minutes before pulling his head down towards me, kissing him and then saying into his ear that I need him inside me now. He nods in agreement and I reach down and grabbed a condom and rolled it out onto his dick. I grabbed some of my lube and drizzled it onto his cock and then squeezed a little into his hand which he instantly reached back and rubbed on my asshole and pushed inside with his fingers. He slid back down my body and pushed my legs back towards my chest and slowly pushed the tip of his cock into me. That initial feeling of pressure and a little pain quickly subsided as my willing hole opened up and took him into me.

He continued to pump himself into me for a few minutes as we took turns stroking my cock. It was just then that I caught the gaze of someone at the doorway and realized it was the young twink from the steam earlier. I smiled at him and ran my hands up and down my current lovers chest to then get his attention and gauge whether he was willing to have someone else join us. He shook his head yes and we both in unison motioned with our nods for the youthful guy to enter. He came over and right away kneeled on the ground next to the cot and took my cock in his mouth. I pulled at him to indicate he should get on the cot and in a 69 position with me. He quickly jumped up and straddled my face and went back to servicing my cock as the other guy continued to fuck my asshole. I lapped at his asshole for a minute doing my best to strain my neck and rim him well then he lifted his ass up higher and his cock popped right into my mouth. We sucked each other off briefly but my straining cock was dying to be inside his young twink ass. I pulled at him to grab his attention and mouthed "I want to be in you" which he nodded in agreement. I reached down and grabbed a condom as he dismounted our 69 position and he turned around to sit on my stomach. We rolled the condom on me and then lubed up my cock and his ass. He then grabbed my cock and slid it with ease into his willing hole probably so easily from being loosened up from the pounding he took in the steam room. The three of us fucked in unison while I stroked the young twinks cock. I think with this action we all knew we would last much longer so we really picked up the pace. I started to feel a swelling in my ass and knew that my first lover was ready to blow. He continue to fuck and I saw him arching back with his eyes closed then felt one last deep push and he filled his condom up with his cum deep inside my hole. This was all I needed to finally release and I shot my load inside of my newest lover in an intense orgasm like I can't even describe. Finally the young twink shot his load, albeit not a huge load, all over my chest. The first guy pulled out of me, grabbed his towel and quickly left the room. The second guy sat on my cock still grinding a little as if to get every last drop out of me.I rubbed his cum into my chest and also rubbed his chest. He leaned down and gave me a little peck, then got up and walked out.

Right then I felt a wave of relief wash over my body. I knew the demon had been satisfied. I grabbed my towel and my small bag and headed rapidly back to the locker room, not making eye contact with any of the shadowy figures along the way. I washed off in the showers paying no mind to the men engaged in various activities around me. I went to my locker, reapplied my corporate wear making myself look just as I had when I walked in. I put my towel in the trash can near the exit of the locker room, walked toward the front entrance room and through the inner door, then dropped my locker key into the slot in the window and exited to the outside world through the heavy metal door to return to my regular life. A feeling of disgust and guilt came over me. Every time I leave I say to myself that maybe this will be the last time, but I know deep down inside, that demon is just laying dormant, waiting for his chance and maybe next month or next year he is going to show himself again and I will need to answer his call. We can try to fight our demons but all too often it is a fight you cannot win.

I am a 23yo MWF Im 5'4 100# long golden blonde hair (natural) with blue eyes. My measurements are 34B-24-34. I was at a party with my husband and he introduced me to a guy he knew who suggested that I might be interested in doing some commercial modeling. He gave me his card and said to call if I was interested. I have a very good figure and I take care keeping myself in shape by working out 4 or 5 times a week. Needless to say I was really flattered that he would say I was modeling material. Later on the night my husband and I were having sex and he said I should really look into doing the modeling. I was out of work and we could certainly use the extra income. I told him I would give his friend a call in the morning.

The next morning after my husband had left for work I got the business card out of my purse and called my husbands friend. Carl answered the phone and we got into the discussion of me coming in to do some sort of screen test photo shoot. It just so happened that he had an opening that morning and if I was free he could get me in today. I had nothing to do that day so I said sure. Carl gave me the address which was in an office complex in the San Fernando Valley area. I got off the phone and took a shower and drove to the address Carl had given me and got there exactly on time. Carl met me outside and had me follow him into this plain looking office building. We walked down the hall and went into his office suite. He had a receptionist there, a cute Asian girl about 20yrs old who was very sweet and polite. Carl left me in the waiting room and went back into his office. I sat in the waiting area for about 10 mins before the door opened and out came this beautiful black girl who looked a little shaken or nervous. I don't know which but Carl came out behind her and said we would be in touch. The girl quickly left the office without even looking up at me.

Carl extended his hand to me and said Jennifer come on in. I looked at the Asian girl and smiled and she said good luck! I smiled and said thank you and walked into Carl's office. Carl is a tall taned guy who is ruggedly good looking about 6'1 big chest and shoulders. He looks like he would have played football in his younger years. Carl was about 40 years old. I looked around Carl's office and he had all these photos of beautiful girls who were obvious models. Some were clothed while some were not. I got to thinking what type of modeling did Carl have in mind for me? The office had a black leather couch on one wall opposite Carl's desk. On the desk was a mini tripod with a video camera mounted on it as well as another camera on another tripod in the corner.

I sat on the couch and Carl began asking me questions about modeling and what I would like to do. Then he asked me about how I felt about nudity. I told him I was comfortable in my own skin and didn't have a problem with it. Carl told me that I could make anywhere from $1000 to $5000 a day if I was truly interested in commercial modeling. I told him I'd do it if I could make that much. He then said that he needed to take pictures of me and do a short video. I told him fine and Cal began taking photos of me. He told me to stand and do some poses and I followed his lead. I was wearing a short black skirt with a white top that was sheer and see through. I had on black heels to match. I was really getting into the modeling when carl said ok now take off your shirt. I stopped and looked at him and asked do I need to? And he said yes . I thought about it and decided teh money was worth it. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and took it off and put it on the desk. Now the skirt he said. I took it off as well. I was now standing in this mans office in my bra and panties feeling all vulnerable. He took some more photos of me bending over then he told to sit on the couch and lift my legs up over my head and spread my legs . I was not expecting this but i did what he said. They he pressed further and said for me to remove my bra and panties. I told him I had never been naked in front of any other man besides my husband. My husband and I met in high school when i was 15 and I was a virgin. We got married 2 years ago and I had never been with any other man besides him. Carl smiled and said I understand. He then asked me again to take them off. I hesitated then said what the heck and I stood up and turned arounf then took them off. I stood with my back to carl so he could only see my ass. Then carl walked up to me and pushed me towards the couch. Kneel on the edge of the couch and rest your arms on the back he said. I did this and he said now raise your ass up. I did this as well all the while my heart was beating out of my chest. I heard a few clicks of the camera and then I looked over and Carl had turned on the video cam. Face the wall please he said. Now Carl's voice was a bit firmer. I did as he said then he came up behind me and asked me how I felt right now.
I feel scared I said. Why are you scared he asked? I don't know but I am. He said don't worry I won't hurt you. Then I heard his zipper come down and I was like oh no he's going to rape me! What are you going to do I asked? Don't worry Jen I'm not going to hurt you. It's all part of teh screen test he said. He then slid his hand between my legs and felt my smooth pussy. I had just shaved it smooth yesterday for my husband as he likes that young look. I couldn't believe another guy as touching my most private area. Then I felt his finger enter me. Mmmm he said nice and wet. I couldn't believe my body was betraying me. You like sex Jen? Yes I said. Good. I told him I had never had another man before. He laughed and said that my husband was a very lucky man. Then I felt his cock touch my pussy. I nearly jumped. Hold still he said and I felt his cock enter my pussy. I braced myself and bit my lower lip as I felt carl's hands on my hips and his cock pressed deeper in me. He was moving in and out really slowly. Carl squeezed my ass while he slid in and out of my pussy. I could feel his entire length slide in my pussy making me feel things I had only felt with my husband. Carl's cock was larger than my husbands adn I never knew such feelings as I was feeling at that moment. My mind wanted it to stop but my body said no keep going. I love my husband but my body was loving this new cock even more. Carl began fucking me faster and faster slamming his cock in and out. I couldn't hold back any longer and I started moaning and grunting and groaning with every thrust. I was giving in to my animal instincts. Oh yes fuck me fuck me harder I said. Was I crazy? Why was I acting like this? I was about to cum and I said I'm cumming and Carl fucked me harder as I came on his cock. My legs were shaking as I continued to experience one of the best orgasms I had ever experienced.

Carl pulled out of me and I turned around and immediately began sucking his slimy cock. His cock was all wet from my own pussy juice and cum. That's it baby suck my cock. You're a good little whore aren't you? He asked. I looked up at him while sucking his 8" cock in my mouth and nodded my head. You like sucking cock? Yes I nodded again. You want more? I again nodded yes. He took his cock out of my mouth and took my hand and led me to his desk and had me bend over on his desk. Carl then got behind me and spread my ass cheeks and rubbed some lube on my ass. I immediately know what was coming. I had only tried anal once before and my husband failed miserably. I told Carl I hadn't done this before. Carl said don't worry I'm going to fuck your asshole right.

Carl then positioned his cock at the entrance of my virgin asshole and pushed in slowly. I could feel my tight ass open and accept him. It was tight and then he pushed further into me. This is when it all began to hurt badly. The pain was intense. I asked him to wait and to stop but it was too late. Carl was now pounding my asshole with his massive cock. I began to cry and yelp with each thrust in my virgin ass. It was obvious that anyone in the waiting area could hear me as I was being fucked. Carl told me I had the tightest ass he had ever fucked and that included some younger girls he fucked before. I held onto the desk as he continued to fuck me. After a few mins the pain subsided and I was now liking this new found act. I began reaching back and spreading my cheeks trying to take more of his cock in me. Carl laughed and said your going to do great in this business. I said what business is that and he said Escort and Porn business! I couldn't believe it this was an audition to become an escort and work in porn. I let my head fall in shame as Carl emptied his load up my ass. When he pulled out I felt his load run out and down my legs. I lay there knowing I was just fucked by a stranger for the first time and I was shocked that I actually enjoyed it. I got dressed and went to leave and Carl asked me. So what do you think? I told him I would think about it.

So here I am thinking about it. It has been two weeks since the interview and I haven't said anything to my husband about it. What should I do. What do you think I should do?

Pornhub and Xvideos just underwent two of the biggest purges of digital media the internet has ever seen. This was all at the whim of some fuckjob over at the New York Times.

It isn't a question of if, but when—

What will Motherless do when the NYT comes? When the twitter hate mob has millions of people screaming at you? When mastercard and visa pull your income? Perhaps most importantly, when cloudflare pulls out?

Will you bend over and let them have their way? Or will you actually stand against them?

This girl is fucking hot but it always just bothered me how hard she tries and how much she cares. Whatever, blondie’s tits incoming. 

When I was in college I got hooked up with a Gentleman by a friend of mine who was a drug rep. The Gentleman was a specialist surgeon who came to visit the local hospital every other Monday when he would do cases. He had to stay in town overnight in case there was a complication, so he got a hotel room. Every other Monday, I went and stayed with him in his room. He was very generous. He always treated me nicely and respectfully. Hit fetish was having me sit on his face although we did most everything else as well. I would let him lick me silly from front to back, then we would usually finish by me riding his cock as he lay on his back. This went on for two years until his arrangement with the hospital ended.

My Gentleman was 50 years old, married and had three kids, but we never talked much about his wife. I was 20 when it started.

I came to depend on the income. It really helped a lot and I would have had much bigger student loans without it. I never considered myself a prostitute, but I now know that I was. I went on to work in pharmaceutical sales, and into sales management from there. The only person who ever knew about this was my best friend and room mate in college.

Not only do I not regret it. It was great. I would do it all over again in a heart beat.

I've lived in a fairly tale type of neighborhood. There are blue, orange , yellow , and pink houses up and down the street. It's an orgasmic rainbow of colors. Most of the homeowners, I'd say about 75%, are single men, of whom all vote Republican. Most are employed with decent paying jobs. Anywho, it was my second month living in my current home when my girlfriend's gay brother asked if he could rent the room we have over the garage. At first I was hesitant, because I like my privacy, but my girlfriend pointed out that we could use the extra income. I quickly realized how nice the extra money would be. Well he was here about 3 weeks when I noticed many of my neighbors, sometimes 2 or 3 at a time, coming or going from his room, at all times of the day. Didn't take me long to realize he was prostituting himself. Turns out most of the men on my street are gay. Who would have thought? I confess, I wish I didnt have a garage.

My sister-in-law finally had enough of my wife’s shit. My wife goes out of town on business trips pretty often. I knew she was fucking around with other guys, and I even told her that I knew, but that I really didn’t care. Of course she lied and told me I was crazy.
So my SIL came over yesterday, pounding on the door, I opened it and she was red faced and pissed off.
“My sister is a cheating cunt, and she’s been sending me pictures of the guys she’s been fucking,” she was frantic. I smirked, laughed a little. My marriage has been dead sexually for a few years and I really didn’t care.
“Yeah, I know she’s cheating but honestly I don’t care anymore. Hopefully she finds someone that she’ll actually love.”
My wife is 34, her sister is 21 – a bit thick, but not bad to look at. She was a “oopsie” baby – her parents had her 13 years apart from my wife.
Frantically my SIL, “you don’t care?? You need to go out and fuck someone! You deserve happiness too!”
I just shook my head, “nah.”
She approached me and wrapped her arms around me and then kissed me. Her fingers fumbled with my pants and unbuttoned them. She pulled her top off revealing large tits and got on her knees and started sucking my cock. I didn’t stop her but found myself grasping her head and guiding her.
She moaned and pulled away, “such a perfect cock, I need it inside me.”
She laid back and spread her legs on the floor, I mounted her and pushed deep inside her wet cunt.
My sister-in-law was looking right into my eyes, “fuck me good, use my pussy,” she bit my lip and moaned that she was going to cum as my cock slammed in and out of her.
I kept fucking her, pinned her legs back and plowed her pussy hard. I felt my cock tensing up, ready to explode.
“Don’t you pull out, you fucking cum in me. Give me your cum baby…”
My cock began to pulsate with joy inside her. I could feel her arms holding me tightly against her sexy naked body. Every last drop of my cum was inside her as I slowly pulled out.
She kissed me and cuddled into my chest.
“Take a picture of my messy pussy…” she whispered.
“What?”
“Do it, please? I want to send it to my sister.”
I laughed, but I did it. I took a picture of her pussy dripping with my cum and texted it to her. She forwarded it on to my wife with the caption, “I just had the best dick I’ve ever had, and he didn’t even pull out!”
“She’s going to know it was me fucking you, watch.”
“Good. Then you can divorce her ass and date me,” she kissed me again. I always thought about fucking my wife’s sister – she’s not bad looking, and she’s totally a people pleaser. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt wanted – and honestly even if I don’t get divorced (by some weird chance) I’m definitely going to be fucking my sister-in-law as much as possible.
And yes, my wife immediately texted her sister back, “I’m getting on the next plane home and if you’re still at my house you’ll be missing a few teeth you fucking slut.”
SIL replied back, “I showed him all the pictures you sent me of your lovers. He’s the first guy I’ve fucked in over a year after I broke up with my ex, you’re the slut you old hag.”
“On my way.”
Wife never did grab the next flight but texted me, “we need to talk.”
I responded back, “do we? You told me I was crazy, I’ve been so alone and you totally use me for my income – so perhaps we need to part ways.”
She immediately called me on the phone crying, “no no! Please don’t do this. We can work this out! What if we had an open relationship?”
“What is the point, you’ve already been fucking whoever you want and honestly, I’ve liked your sister for a while now. So don’t take this out on her, this is your fault.”
She cried more and told me she loved me regardless. She supposedly comes home in 3 days, but in the meantime, I’ve invited my sister-in-law to spend the night.

My girlfriend has the sexiest thighs I just got done rubbing lotion on them she's wearing a floral dress with green Oscar the grouch panties. Pics incoming

Courtney likes to get around, and I want to get around in her! Lots of pics incoming!

some girls can sure be cunts, me and my buddy are out here firefighting and making solid money and then he calls home and finds out shes fooling around with some low life fuck face who has no income (maybe he has a big dick) i dont know, his sister goes and kicks her out of his apartment and its fucking dumb when a girl says "i didnt mean to" like how arrogant can you fucking be, girls like that drive me insane (in a bad way) im no sexist i respect women but women like that grind my gears, i should get my girl to kick her ass when im back home for a couple days but his gf is pretty hot, tattooed and pierced, wouldnt mind tapping that again, she could use a little bit more on the back end though

I am sick and tired of blacks pulling the race card any time they want. And just how many are actually decendents of slavery. And then again, how many of them actually lived during that time. It's sickening if you look at the financial drain the black community has put on government programs. All you have to do is check the Census data. How's this for numbers?

http://www.census.gov/population/socdemo/statbriefs/sb95-22/sb95-22.html

"About 1 in 3, or 1.9 million, Black mothers of childbearing ages were food stamp recipients, compared with 1 in 9, or 3.2 million White mothers. Despite these differences in recipiency rates, Black food stamp mothers did not have significantly more children than their White counterparts."

And this is just for the Food Stamp program. There's also Section 8 housing, Women, Infant and Children Food Nutrition program (WIC), Temporary Aid to Needy Families (TANF) to name only a few. These programs were designed to supplement where income didn't stretch. They were not set up to just sit on your asses and drain program after program.

Now, get off your asses and do something about it. Sitting there with your hands out at every welfare program available just shows that you're too lazy to do anything more.

I confess I enjoy that a former friend lost his girlfriend due to lockdown. His GF was out of state on school/work related business and he was stuck back at home living off her paychecks. She was a smoking hot petite little piece of ass, super submissive, nice tits and a big ass anyone would love to spank or grope. Half the guys age at least as he is on the older side, but we’ll accomplished and learned, but young and obviously attractive. Well being the submissive type she was, she got lonely during the lockdown. So lonely she got knocked up by another man. HAHAHA!!! Guy she doesn’t even know the name of on a one night stand shoots a baby into her and their relationship goes the way of the dodo.
Guy was a prick, still is to this day. We were in the same kink community together, and he mentored me for a while, so I got to learn a lot about how he thought and what he believed. Never have I met a person so hypocritical in his beliefs. Always wanting to “improve the community and get rid of the infighting” “keep new blood flowing in” and “make things more inclusive.” All the while he can’t get over his own views on people and refused to even allow people he disagreed with politically or personally near himself, wanted super specifically experienced partners and playmates at the expense of any newcomers, and wanted only his friends and experienced people to come to his fancy kink dinners. So when he lot his GF, his primary income, and as a result his apartment, I was screaming with joy on the inside that maybe bitches like the old geezer get what they have coming to them.
To that guy I say FUCK you. You got what you deserved.
Felt like sharing it on here since I know he is never on here and because BOY does it feel good to wallow in someone else’s misery.

10 year ML member here, and I’ve decided I’m going to start sharing pics/vids of my wife, anonymously to start but who knows down the road. 

She’s 36, 4’11”, curvy with great tits and ass. Loves to run and leave me her dirty, sweaty panties when she’s finished. 

I’ve got a lot of fetishes that she will indulge, she’ll often piss on me or in my mouth before we fuck in the shower. She’s very sexual, relatively dominant, and open to most things after a few drinks. 

For about a year, we were making porn on PH for extra income (pandemic side hustle!) and got relatively popular. I loved sharing her then, and I still love sharing her now. 

My ultimate fantasy is for an early 20s, curvy dominant bi girl to get her to switch over to girls. She says she’s not that interested, but I think a little bit of wine and the right girl could get her there. I don’t even need to participate, I’d just love to know she’s cumming on a cutie’s face from time to time!! 

hello friends, long time lurker and very shy about sharing but i think this may worth it.

i have a situation i'd like to share and comment with you all.

To put things in perspective:

- I own a few apartments, wich i'm renting mostly to students since they are close to a big campus.
- Regarding women, im a complete beta idiot, im aware of my limits, i dont have much success, and i end falling too fast and too much for any girl who smiles at me twice.
- I'm in my 40s and it's been very long since i've dared to interact with another woman, i mostly hate them on a unconscious level i guess (my last gf really screwed me)

Considering this, now to the point.

3 months ago, i emptied one of the apartments, and it needed some work, i was considering to renew it a bit since it's one of my most profitable places (it's literally in front of the campus). It's a 1 room place, so i thought maybe expend some extra money on it and try to get a 2nd room to increase the income.

While i was considering all this, a girl called, she had been told by a friend about the place and she insisted on visiting even when i told her it would not be available for 6 months. We arranged to meet there that same day.

When i arrived she was already there, and i barely believed what i was seeing, she was absolutely stunning, 20yo, a beautifull face with deep green eyes, blonde hair on a pony tail, skinny, tall, very sensual figure. She wasnt dressed slutty at all, just some plain jeans and tshirt, but she looked sexy as hell.

On my scale of 0 to 10 she was a 23.

I was nervous all the time we were there, it always kill me to interact with a hot girl, on top of the looks she had a beautifull voice and she was kind and delicate.

i was sweating a lot but i managed to tell her about my thoughs about remodeling but she insisted that the apartment was perfect for her in its current state and pushed me... and like an idiot i ended agreeing renting it to her even when it wasnt what i wanted

i hated myself for a few days like i do when someone manages to take advantage of me like that... but i made the deal so i got the paperwork ready and we met there again

she signed and gave me the deposit. i was upset and it was noticeable, so she asked me if something was wrong... i dont know why but i told her, i told her everything... told her that she pushed me to do something i dont really wanted to and that i hated to feel uncomfortable around girls like her... i was angry and she freezed for a bit... i guess she wasnt expecting a 45yo man to confess being a shitty human being

she didnt said a word during my meltdown, so i was even more embarrased, i apologized and gave her the keys and ran to my home to hate myself a bit more.

a whole month passed, and she gave me a call, telling me i forgot to give her my bank account for her to transfer the rent, i was pretty sure it was on the contract but she insisted and asked me to come to discuss a few things about the apartment

i didnt liked the idea at all, but had to accept, so i went there the next morning.

so i knocked the door, and she opened it... i began to sweat right there guys... she was wearing the tinyest pajama i've ever seen... barefoot (im a feet guy)... her hair a bit messy... every inch of her was the very definition of sensuality

we went in, she offered me a coffee, i sat there in the couch and...

she kneeled in front of me

i freezed... she was there smiling... i was confused...

she placed her hands on my knees, and kept smiling... we were both in silence... i was REALLY sweating... my heart was jumping in my chest...

she said "i want to talk with you a few things... but first i think i need to apologize about what you told me last time"

i managed to say an "ok" and nod

she smiled and began to take my jeans out, i really could not believe any of it.... before i could think what to do she was giving me a blowjob, my very first one without a condom on...

it took me 30 seconds to orgasm... and she swallowed it... i was so embarrased that i wasnt able to speak at all...

so like that... she finished cleaning me... and sat by my side smiling

like nothing had happened and ignoring that i was half naked, she began to talk about the apartment... she wanted her room to be painted again and a few other things from the kitchen... of course i agreed to all, and during that talk i managed to relax... she was holding my hand all the time... she didnt seem to care that it was sweating

after that short talk... she asked me if the apology had been good enough and we were on good terms now... i told her that i never intended anything like that but of course i loved it and it was all more than good between us now

she seemed sincerely happy about what i said, it was time for her to go to the campus again so i went back to my place... very confused but well... i masturbated many times that day thinking about that.

Nothing else happened for 2 weeks and then i sent the painter to her place, that same night she called me, and told me that the paint was fresh and she wasnt able to sleep with that smell... she asked me if i knew any place she could sleep that day... i offered her an empty apartment i have not far from there... and out of nowhere she says "i was thinking in your place"

20 mins later she was naked in my bed, swallowing again my load...

then she began to kiss me... my hands were all over her, she was on top all the time... i wasnt able to do anything... she did it all... we spent there 3 hours of the best sex i've ever had. and she falled asleep with me there. i still doubt that i managed to make her orgasm even once... but she didnt care.

and here comes the thing

next morning she offered me a deal...

in exchange of a 30% discount on her rent, she would keep doing things like that. That would mean free rent for her because here the government pays students money when they come from unpopulated areas like her.

i dont need the money at all... but on the other hand... i cant help to think about a million ways this can derail...

she still looks and feels like an innocent girl from a small place, she has a boyfriend (dating him since high school) back at her town, but she insists on saying that he is more like a friend and she plans to end as soon as she comes back this summer. She wants to do this with me... she dont want a boyfriend... she wants us to be friends and help each other... and she chose me because she feels i cant harm her... wich is certainly true... if anyone can get hurt i know its going to be me... regarding the money thing, she admits that she expects a bit "more" from me but she want me to do it on my own judgement... and she explicitely said she dont want money... more like gifts or a weekend trip to somewhere nice... on the other hand she will walk the extra mile for me once in a while (she already did that recently)

i still have to give her a reply... but we've already done things a few times since then... she even agreed to try a few of my silly fantasies... so its implied that i have acepted...

my problem is that i think im again falling in love... how can i not love her when she is the kindest, nicest, sexiest, and more pleasing girl i've ever been with?

i know the age difference will make it impossible for her to take me seriously in the future, she even makes fun of it sometimes... but i cant help to enjoy the "moments" where reality seems to fade away between us...

That's all.... my only question is... am i doing ok by doing this... even when i know this will end with me in depression again? (and thats the best scenario i can think of...)

she's got me in her hands...

ask me anything, if you want.

I’ve thought about cheating on my wife or becoming a sperm doner. I just don’t have the heart to do it and breaks my heart too much because of how much I love her and she’s the light of my life.

But my needs aren’t being met and she’s broken several promises. So this isn’t about sex, it’s about starting a family.

She said after we got engaged, she would remove her birth control implant so we could start a family. She didn’t.

She said after we got married, she would remove her birth control implant so we could start a family. She didn’t.

She said after the big wedding celebration, she would remove her birth control implant so we could start a family. She didn’t.

She said that before the honeymoon and wedding night, she would remove her birth control implant so we could start a family. She didn’t.

She said after I got a new job, she would remove her birth control implant so we could start a family. She didn’t.

I’ve jumped though every possible hoop, we even have our own house and cars. Got plenty of living space and income, and we both are in good health. Good family and friend support too. So everything checks out and been happy together.

I’ve dreamed about being a father for so long, and it’s crushing me. What hurts the most is that the potential opportunity to conceive your first one on the wedding night and honeymoon is something I will never experience ever because of her.

Thinking about getting my wife pregnant, seeing her pregnant, and then having our family has been what I’ve wanted so much. We talked so much about having a family and starting a family for so long.

I don’t know what to do or what I’m going to do. Needed a place to vent this all out. 

Either her birth control implant goes or I go. That’s how I feel right now. I want to have a family, and if she doesn’t…then as much as she is the right woman/one for me, she isn’t the woman/one I’m supposed to have a family with.

I confess I often steal girl's underwear from public laundry mats. I had an elaborate set up in the 90's that I use to use. Pretty much a half basket of clothes from Salvation Army which I could dump and walk away from at any time. I would put these clothes in a dryer, and just sit there on the pretense of waiting for my clothes but was really scoping out who else was in there.
The city I lived in was medium sized (350,000+ but less then 500,000 population) and had lots of laundromats.
I would usually set up on this one in this mixed lower income bracket/upper income gentrified neighborhood. I would steal panties from single women who would place their laundry in the dryer and leave. There were lots of trendy, yuppie, coffee shops and cafes near this location so most people wouldn't stay. But it was important for me to see the women I was stealing the panties from so I could hold her image in my head while I wore her panties, or jerked off into them.
I often wanted to (but never did for obvious reasons) to return them to the owner after I had jerked off into them. A couple of times I took some from a mother/daughter pair, very hot. Like I said, this was in the 90's, camera phones were less than stellar then. But nowadays I still occasionally steal panties but not as much as I use to. There are to many camera's watching these days.

For the past couple of months I've been meeting with a black hooker for amazing blowjobs, it all started with every husbands complaint of after a few years of marriage the sex starts to tapper off. So one day I was super horny and put an add on Craigslist looking for an NSA blowjob, I got a reply from a young black girl who was very close to my work and could host, she claimed she wasn't a full time hooker but just down on her luck and needed some cash. We agreed on $40 for 15 minutes and I got to cum in her mouth.

It was great, so I met with her a couple more times, but at $40 bucks a pop it was adding up, so I struck a deal with her and got her down to $20 every time but I guaranteed I will meet her 5 times a week. Since then I've also managed to basically convince her to let me do anything I want to her mouth for that
15 minutes, and have even gotten her to dress up, or get naked and have been fingering her at the same time.

Since I need to fund this somehow I've stopped eating out and started bringing a bagged lunch, in return I've lost weight from eating better, my boss has noticed my production go up because I tend to only take 5 minutes for lunch plus I'm not tired in the afternoon from a big steak sandwich or something, part of that to is the fact that around lunch I start getting super horny as I email my latest request to my little cocksucker and tend to stay at my desk secretly stroking my cock in anticipation of the afternoons fun to come instead of checking out the office girls all afternoon.

Also right around 7:00 or 8:00 in the evening I start to get horny again thinking about all the dirty stuff I've been doing to this girls mouth and get in the mood, I can't go meet her again so the wife will do. We've been having sex regularly again and because I get most of my perverse cravings taken care of elsewhere I don't mind a little love making, which in turn makes her happy and makes her want to do more for me. This past weekend she surprised me by dressing up slutty and taking it in the ass, which is usually reserved for birthdays and anniversaries.

Recently I've also been conversing with my blowjob girl and have found she rather likes our agreement as she gets some guaranteed income, she knows I'm married so STD free is very important and the fact I'm a good looking guy with a nice, manicured cock makes it enjoyable for her, plus I get her little gifts here and there and am respectful of her boundaries, which quite frankly are non existent when it comes to blowjobs.

Mondays are my favourite because I'm usually having withdrawals and after a couple days of not cumming I have a big load saved up to make a mess all over my little sluts face. I've
already started stroking under my desk so that I have a big, juicy load for her, now my biggest dilemma is to decide what I want to do to her today. Her deepthroat skills are amazing and recently I've been blowing my load when I'm balls deep in her throat, and she able to swallow it without so much as wince, and absolutely no gagging, so maybe that.....

Last week was a amazing, the one day I was in the mood to have her hang her head off the edge of the bed and fuck her mouth, she obliged and I finished all over tits while fingering her. Another day I asked her to put pig tails in her nappy hair and too much makeup, again she obliged and I sprayed a huge load all over her face.
On a few occasions I had her put her tung out for me to fill with cum and then have her swallow it in one big gulp, and all with no complaints.

Friday afternoon I had her sit on the floor up against the bed, I put one leg up on the bed and fucked her mouth with instructions to let my cum dribble out of her mouth onto her tits when I finish, but this time I requested that she beg me for my cum, she was good sport and was very convincing
In her request to "fill my slutty little mouth with cum", and "let me taste that juice".

So now I'm trying to think of new scenarios to try with her, any reasonable ideas? And there is no sex, only oral........

I'm a full-time college student graduating with honors this May, will have no trouble finding a well-paying job soon afterward, and have alternative sources of income planned on the side. I'm tall, fit, handsome, and have a good girlfriend. By appearance I'm a normal guy with a bright future.

My confession is that I want nothing more than to be a sexual deviant. As soon as I begin making decent money, I know this is the path I'll be taking. I want to fuck prostitutes, watch women fuck and blow dogs and/or horses in person, and maybe even travel to Cambodia for some really messed up stuff. I'm taking a trip to Vegas in a couple weeks for my final spring break, and I'm planning on going to an Asian massage parlor and getting the happy ending (baby steps).

I want to hear from other people feeling the same way and men who already participate in sex tourism. Is it as awesome as it sounds?

I can tolerate needing to reload a video 3 times to avoid "Motherless can not load this video at this time"

I can tolerate videos loading 6 times slower than other site with the same exact flash video player.

But for God's sake, FIND A BETTER FUCKING AD THAN THAT FETISH CAKE. No offence to people into fecal, but you are in a minority, even on this site. I can even put up with a bestiality ad, but this shit made me revert to my ad-blocked FireFox, which for me loads videos even slower than my normal browser.

Seriously. Find site with greater relevance to potential traffic, and make a deal with them. You'll get more income, and the rest of us don't have to see shit. Literally.

Pic unrelated.

I think my wife is cheating on me. The personal trainer she has been working with for over the past year is a very muscular well sculped 28 yr old. They got very friendly over the past year and she has allowed him to do work on our house for extra income, let him use our spare car, and now she is letting him move into our basement because he lost his apartment. Their work out sessions used to be in the evenig for an hour, now thewy don't start until 9pm and last past 10:30.
I am not at all muscular and admit I'm a bit intimidated by him. Him and his buddies, while doing work on our house, have joked around about me when they see me doing the cleaning and the laundry. They say they are just messing with me but its humiliating when they ask if i'm wearing panties when I do womens work. One guy has even yanked my shorts down to make fun of me as I was walking past them once.
if anyone else has had to go through this or has an opion i would like to hear it. irish_eb62@hotmail.com

I work for cash at an unlicensed after-hours bar that lets in minors. I do not report my income or my tips. And yesterday there were a few loud and obnoxious jocks in, and they were making rude and racist comments to a black waitress. So I went outside and slashed their car tires.

what ever is happening with LIVE CHAT (the advertisement) isn't worth it. It will not close and gets hung up. Find another source of income.

Looking for some of your daughter's used panties. I'll pay well for a pair or two and we can make it a monthly thing if you want a little extra income. I'll wire you the money and you can just drop em' in the mail

What IF 20 Million Illegal Aliens Went Home
By the way, if you or your family members came to America legally, Welcome - - - we're glad you're here and that it was done by the Rule of Law. Thank you for respecting our borders.

What if 20 Million Illegal Aliens Vacated America ? ( note: ILLEGAL - here without papers)
I, Tina Griego, journalist for the Denver Rocky Mountain News wrote a column titled, 'Mexican Visitor's Lament' -- 10/25/07.

I interviewed Mexican journalist Evangelina Hernandez while visiting Denver last week. Hernandez said, 'They (illegal aliens) pay rent, buy groceries, buy clothes...What Happens to your country's economy if 20 million people go away?' Hummm, I thought, what would happen, so I did my due diligence, buried my nose as a reporter into the FACTS I found below.
[Did you notice Evangelina said "your" country?]

It's a good question - it deserves an honest answer. Over 80% of Americans demand secured borders and illegal migration stopped. But what would happen if all 20 million or more vacated America ?

The answers I found may surprise you!

In California, if 3.5 million illegal aliens moved back to Mexico, it would leave an extra $10.2 billion to spend on overloaded school systems, bankrupt hospitals and overrun prisons. It would leave highways cleaner, safer and less congested. Everyone could understand one another as English became the dominant language again.

In Colorado, 500,000 illegal immigrants, plus their 300,000 kids and grand-kids - would move back 'home', mostly to Mexico. That would save Coloradans an estimated $2 billion (other experts say $7 billion) annually in taxes that pay for schooling, medical, social-services and incarceration costs.

It means 12,000 gang members would vanish out of Denver alone.

Colorado would save more than $20 million in prison costs, and the terror that those 7,300 alien criminals set upon local citizens. Denver Officer Don Young and hundreds of Colorado victims would not have suffered death, accidents, rapes and other crimes by illegals.

Denver Public Schools would not suffer a 67 percent drop-out/flunk-out rate because of thousands of illegal alien students speaking 41 different languages. At least 200,000 vehicles would vanish from our gridlocked cities in Colorado. Denver's 9% unemployment rate would vanish as our working poor would gain jobs at a living wage.

In Florida, 1.5 million illegals would return the Sunshine State to America, the rule of law, and English.

In Chicago, Illinois, 2.1 million illegals would free up hospitals, schools, prisons and highways for a safer, cleaner and more crime-free experience.

If 20 million illegal aliens returned 'home' --

If 20 million illegal aliens returned 'home', the U.S. Economy would return to the rule of law. Employers would hire legal American citizens at a living wage. Everyone would pay their fair share of taxes because they wouldn't be working off the books. That would result in an additional $401 Billion in IRS income taxes collected annually, and an equal amount for local, state and city coffers.

No more push '1' for Spanish or '2' for English. No more confusion in American schools that now must contend with over 100 languages that degrade the educational system for American kids. Our over-crowded schools would lose more than two million illegal alien kids at a cost of billions in ESL and free breakfasts and lunches.

We would lose 500,000 illegal criminal alien inmates at a cost of more than $1.6 billion annually. That includes 15,000 MS-13 gang members who distribute $130 billion in drugs annually would vacate our country.

In cities like L.A., 20,000 members of the '18th Street Gang' would vanish from our nation. No more Mexican forgery gangs for ID theft from Americans! No more foreign rapists and child molesters!

Losing more than 20 million people would clear up our crowded highways and gridlock. Cleaner air and less drinking and driving American deaths by illegal aliens!

America's economy is drained. Taxpayers are harmed. Employers get rich. Over $80 billion annually wouldn't return to the aliens' home countries by cash transfers. Illegal migrants earned half that money untaxed, which further drains America's economy - while we currently suffer an $8.7 trillion debt.

At least 400,000 anchor babies would not be born in our country, costing us $109 billion per year per cycle. At least 86 hospitals in California, Georgia, Texas and Florida would still be operating instead of being bankrupt, out of existence, because illegals pay nothing via the EMTOLA Act.

Americans wouldn't suffer thousands of TB and hepatitis cases rampant in our country - brought in by illegals unscreened at our borders.

With 20 million less people it would also put the 'progressives' on the horns of a dilemma; illegal aliens and their families cause 11 percent of our greenhouse gases.

Over one million of Mexico's poorest citizens now live inside and along our border from Brownsville, Texas to San Diego, California in what the New York Times called, 'colonias' or new neighborhoods. Trouble is, those living areas resemble Bombay and Calcutta where there is a grinding poverty, filth, diseases, drugs, crimes, lack of sanitation and worse. They live without sewage, clean water, paved streets, electricity, or any kind of sanitation.

The New York Times reported them to be America's new 'Third World ' inside our own country. Within 20 years, at their current growth rate, they expect 20 million residents of those colonias.

(I've seen them personally in Texas and Arizona; it's sickening beyond anything you can imagine.)

By enforcing our laws, we could repatriate them back to Mexico. We should invite 20 million aliens to go home, fix their own countries and/or make a better life in Mexico. We already invite a million people into our country legally more than all other countries combined annually. We cannot and must not allow anarchy at our borders, more anarchy within our borders and growing lawlessness at every level in our nation. It's time to stand up for our country, our culture, our civilization and our way of life. It is time to vote out the politicians who think otherwise!

Now, here are some interesting Statistics!

Here are 14 reasons illegal aliens should vacate America, and I hope they are forwarded over and over again until they are read so many times that the reader gets sick of reading them:

1) $14 billion to $22 billion dollars are spent each year on welfare to illegal aliens. ( that's Billion with a 'B' )

2) $2.2 billion dollars are spent each year on food assistance programs such as food stamps, WIC, and free school lunches for illegal aliens.

3) $7.5 billion dollars are spent each year on Medicaid for illegal aliens.

4) $12 billion dollars are spent each year on primary and secondary school education for children here illegally and they still cannot speak any English!

5) $27 billion dollars are spent each year for education for the American-born children of illegal aliens, known as anchor babies.

6) $3 Million Dollars 'PER DAY' is spent to incarcerate illegal aliens. That's $1.2 Billion a year.

7) If we go with 20 million illegals compared to there being 300 million Americans, they make up less than 7% of the people within our borders. But, 28% percent of all federal prison inmates are illegal aliens.

8) $190 billion dollars are spent each year on illegal aliens for welfare & social services by the American taxpayers.
9) $200 billion dollars per year in suppressed American wages are caused by the illegal aliens.

10) The illegal aliens in the United States have a crime rate that's two and a half times that of white non-illegal aliens. In particular, their children are going to make a huge additional crime problem in the US.

11) During 2005, there were 8 to 10 MILLION illegal aliens that crossed our southern border with as many as 19,500 illegal aliens from other terrorist countries. Over 10,000 of those were middle-eastern terrorists. Millions of pounds of drugs, cocaine, meth, heroine, crack, Guns, and marijuana crossed into the U.S. from the southern border.

12) The National Policy Institute, estimates that the total cost of mass deportation would be between $206 and $230 billion, or an average cost of between $41 and $46 billion annually over a five year period.

13) In 2006, illegal aliens sent home $65 BILLION in remittances back to their countries of origin, to their families & friends.

14) Another dark side of illegal immigration: Nearly one million sex crimes are committed by illegal immigrants in the United States!

Total cost: A whopping $538.3 BILLION DOLLARS A YEAR!!!

If this doesn't bother you, then just delete the message, don't register and don't vote. Otherwise, forward this to everyone you know!

If you do not like what I say I don't really care. I am 56 yo divorced man. I spent 30 years in the military and retired 8 years ago. I had been divorced many years ago when I found my wife was fucking someone while I was stationed overseas. I now own, live in and manage an apartment complex. Nothing fancy but clean and safe. From time to time one of my female tenants will try and barter sex for rent money. Usually I turn it down because it is my income that makes up for the shitty retirement the military give you, and I found that they never do catch up and you throw their asses out anyway. 5 months ago I had a woman who could not pay rent and was 2 months behind. She approached me about a rent for sex gig. She has a fucking hot, skinny body so I agreed to half off in exchange for twice weekly sex and anything goes. She was desperate so she agreed. I have to admit it was a great exchange but she let it slip that the reason she had trouble with the rent is she had a drug problem. The second I heard that she was on her way out. For 3 days she begged me to let her stay. She said she would do anything. Anything? She said yes. I told her I wanted her 14 daughter because I thought she would never agree to it. She was real quiet for a minute and then she in a kind of talking to herself voice said she was not a virgin and she would ask her. I was shocked but excited. I did not hear anything for 3 days when there was a knock on the door and it was her daughter still in her school uniform. She said we needed to talk. She cussed her mom out and cussed me out but then became silent and said she would do it but that I would also need to give her $50 a week and said her mom spent all her money on drugs so she never had any money herself. At first I was going to chicken out but then thought how fucking hot it would be so I went to my office and came back and handed her $50 and told her she starts tomorrow. She agreed. She stopped by the next day after school. She was a nice fuck. She will not let me fuck her in her ass but she sucks cock like a pro and has the tightest, wettest pussy I have had in years. Its been a great month so far. Its funny that the daughter spends more and more time here to get away from her mom. She has even stayed overnight a few times. Nothing like 14 yo pussy in the morning!

Mods,,,,, you've got to explain this Premium Paid joining more clearly..

I paid to join, and yes, everything's faster and better.

But you click to join, and are faced with buying X many credits for X amount of money but it doesn't explain what you get for your credits? How they are used up?

It would be better if it was so much per month perhaps?

I'm sure a lot of punters are put off by clicking the link to pay (as I was several times) and NOT KNOWING WHAT THEY ARE GETTING FOR THEIR MONEY?

After all, no one buys stuff without knowing what they are getting?

Clear this up, put a clear link on the Homepage to the Premium Services and perhaps you'll get a LOT more income?

Cheers,
Mickie99

I'm in my late 20ty's, a male crossdresser that love's to suck cock as well as take one up my ass. I live in a low income area some would call a getto in a mid-size city. My apartment is a small studio first floor with a row of windows that face an alley way. I have blinds but usually have then partly closed. There's seldom any cars that pass through but a lot of kids walk by all the time. They can easyly see inside my place if they want to without much effort. I know they've seen me jacking off to porn or useing a dildo on myself or getting fucked up the ass by one of my boyfriends because I can hear them snickering, laughing or commenting on it. This really turns me on. Nobody has complained but I want to know if I can get into trouble for doing it. I'm in my own place and behind blinds that are almost closed.

Well this is the only forum I can think of posting this. I have been single for a while. Just kinda lost interest in dating.

Anyways recently this chick on my route has been showing some interest. I was kind of amazed as although I am attractive I have gotten pretty out of shape. She flirts pretty hard every time I see her.

So using the wonders of the internet I checked her out and it turns out she is a total fem Nazi. Well all I am not just a motherless regular but in real life am a racist, a misogynist and well a lot of people have compated me to Archie Bunker if that tells you anything.

It gets weirder...this chick actually teaches feminist courses at a local university!

Do opposites really attract? I can't think of more divergent people than me and her. Me an out of shape down on his luck biggot and her an attractive woman with solid income and a hot little body.

I know a lot of people will call troll but this is the real deal. I guess sometimes truth is stranger than fiction.

If anyone has a similar experience and can post I would be greatful.

Thousands rally against Ga. immigration

But the facts are..we do not need them or want them.

JOE LEGAL vs. JOSE ILLEGAL

You have two families: "Joe Legal" and "Jose Illegal".
Both families have two parents, two children, and live in California .

Joe Legal works in construction, has a Social Security Number and makes
$25.00 per hour before taxes are deducted.

Jose Illegal also works in construction, has NO Social Security Number,
and gets paid $15.00 cash "under the table".

Ready? Now pay attention...

Joe Legal: $25.00 per hour x 40 hours = $1000.00 per week, or $52,000.00
per year. Now take 30% away for state and federal tax; Joe Legal now has
$31,231.00.

Jose Illegal: $15.00 per hour x 40 hours = $600.00 per week, or $31,200.00
per year. Jose Illegal pays no taxes. Jose Illegal now has $31,200.00.

Joe Legal pays medical and dental insurance with limited coverage for his
family at $600.00 per month, or $7,200.00 per year. Joe Legal now has
$24,031.00.

Jose Illegal has full medical and dental coverage through the state and
local clinics at a cost of $0.00 per year. Jose Illegal still has
$31,200.00.

Joe Legal makes too much money and is not eligible for food stamps or
welfare. Joe Legal pays $500.00 per month for food, or $6,000.00 per year.
Joe Legal now has $18,031.00.

Jose Illegal has no documented income and is eligible for food stamps and
welfare. Jose Illegal still has $31,200.00.

Joe Legal pays rent of $1,200.00 per month, or $14,400.00 per year. Joe
Legal now has $9,631.00.

Jose Illegal receives a $500.00 per month federal rent subsidy. Jose
Illegal pays out that $500.00 per month, or $6,000.00 per year. Jose
Illegal still has $ 31,200.00.

Joe Legal pays $200.00 per month, or $2,400.00 for insurance. Joe Legal
now has $7,231.00.

Jose Illegal says, "We don't need no stinkin' insurance!" and still has
$31,200.00. Better yet, his new babies were born in the US , so they are
considered legal so they get state Medi-Caid and food stamps because he
technically has NO income.

Joe Legal has to make his $7,231.00 stretch to pay utilities, gasoline,
etc.

Jose Illegal has to make his $31,200.00 stretch to pay utilities, gasoline
and what he sends out of the country every month.

Joe Legal now works overtime on Saturdays or gets a part time job after
work.

Jose Illegal has nights and weekends off to enjoy with his family.

Joe Legal's and Jose Illegal's children both attend the same school. Joe
Legal pays for his children's lunches while Jose Illegal's children get a
government sponsored lunch Jose Illegal's children have an after school
ESL program. Joe Legal's children go home (or childcare, that costs even
more).

Joe Legal and Jose Illegal both enjoy the same police and fire services,
but Joe paid for them and Jose did not pay.

Why every time I press back it doesn't go anywhere. Seems advertisements are popping in as a page served, which increases Motherlesses "hits" on the ad, which means more income. Please fix this. Having to press back 3 times is annoying.

I wonder if there is anyone on this site that actually has to pay income taxes?
Well if you do, check out this nigger bragging about his EBT card (that is a food stamp card), and write him about whatever happens to come to your mind.
Make him feel proud to be a scum sucking welfare turd.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o64Fz-KW1Dk

Once your only source of income comes from youtube, you will say anything and think nothing is out of the question to get your exposure. I don't agree with Anonymous all the time but I love to see them cause mayhem and fuck shit up whether or not the things they do is justified or right but hopefully they can turn their sights on this pathetic douchebag.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SqugpJagwNQ

Starting in June of 2006. i graduated HS in 2005. I'm 25 now, this was when i was 19. I had a rough school year that year, i studied my ass off and was struggling all year in school, when i got to the point where i said fuck it, and just dropped every class. i got a job apprenticing at a tattoo shop (not really a job, i didn't get paid i just got free tats and was first learning how to be a tattoo artist myself) when i started smoking weed a lot more than i ever really did before. I also tried coke for the first time, and would drink regularly.

I met a guy through the shop, who i will refer to as "Mark". mark was like 30 something at the time, working as a piercer there. he always had girls coming in and getting piercings from him, going in his booth for up to 20 minutes at a time, and i never saw money exchange hands. a lot of the time, the girls definitely didn't look 18, and I'm sure their parents weren't there letting this happen. my suspicions got the better of me after being there about 2 months and i walked into his booth to borrow his cell phone charger, and he's getting a blow job from a girl while her other friend was sitting at watching and laughing. he told me to come in, and i was just standing in the doorway, with the curtain over my shoulder, unsure as to what to do. he told the other girl i was a tattoo artist there, and that she should hook up with me. without really any hesitation, she got up and started to come over to me and kiss me. i kissed her back for about 10 seconds, before i pushed her off and walked out. after a couple minutes they all came out of the booth and the girls left and mark came back over to me. he was laughing lightly and simply asked me why i didn't get a blow job or fuck her or whatever. and i was like well man, i have a girlfriend, you know that. and plus i don't even think those girls were legal. and he said and ill never forget exactly what he said to me that day. "who fucking cares about their ages man? they want dick just as much as any girl". and i was totally about to debate him, but i had no valid argument. i agreed.

I've always known deep down i find younger girls (around 14 - 18) attractive, but never really fantasized about doing anything about it. but i definitely realize their beauty. working at the tattoo shop i got to see a lot of girls, and after picking up piercing in 2008, i got to pierce a lot of tits. some clits, but they were older women and 20 something year olds. the 17 year olds coming in getting their tits pierced was awesome as fuck though, and even one time, a mother and daughter both got them done at the same time. mothers tits were saggy as fuck and gross though.

now i apologize to anybody thinking this is the extent of my confession. that was only the beginning, I'm trying to give you a light history as to how this whole thing happened. i was exposed to younger girls for a couple years. i worked with mark off and on, at two different shops together. we shared girls and even had a foursome with two girls somewhere along the lines, but after awhile, it wasn't cutting it for me. i wanted more excitement, i wanted more passion.

i started using cocaine heavily at this point, winter 2009. it wasn't to the point i was beating anybody for drugs or stealing or anything, but a lot of my income (at that time i was making around 60k a year) was going to blow. i was constantly working, i co owned a shop with a friend of mine from high school, and we were doing ok. he also did coke, and i was the one who sold it to him. He became ALOT worse than me at it, and he would go on binges of 2 or 3 days without sleep or food. he was to the point it was almost sickening to watch.

well after awhile of this behavior from him, he started messing around trying to get a lot more coke than he could afford, trying to sell it. he was cutting it so much, he couldn't even sell it to anyone because it was shit, and secondly, i was selling to everyone he was trying to sell it to. this pissed me off, but i let it slide and kind of helped him out and would give him more than i would give anyone else.

well i remember the day, he calls me at like 2:45am. i shoulda said i remember the night, but oh well. early morning. he sounded like fucking shit, like he had just blown an eight ball and called me a second later. he was talking fast as hell rambling on about fucking up horribly. this was normal for me, i would listen, mumble every things gonna be ok, and tell him id see him tomorrow. well he started to yell, then get quiet and say to himself no don't yell don't yell. he said dude you have to come over my house. you have to come over right now. and i kept asking him why, what was so important? he just basically broke down and said he couldn't tell me, but he needed me to come over. so i got on my clothes i took off about a half hour before to try to get a couple hours of sleep, and headed to his apartment. it was only 4 blocks away so i ran.

i go in his building and up to his floor and knocked on his door. he let me in after it sounded like he was moving shit around, and i came in took off my jacket and said what the fuck was the big deal?

he lead me into his family room and sat me down on the couch. at this point I'm pissed that he's all coked out, hasn't paid me yet for any of it, and is probably going to rant on about how he needs more or something. well he looks at me and is like, we need to go to the store. we need a lot of things. and i look at him and say dude, what the hell are you talking about? i get up, and I'm walking over to the kitchen to at least drink a beer because I'm awake, and i almost fell over. i fucking kicked a body laying on the ground.

under me, on the hardwood floor, was a girl, half naked, with only pajama pants and socks on. laying on the floor. no blood, no wounds or anything. I'm thinking ok so she's passed out drunk or something. maybe she's sleeping and he wanted her to leave. but then it occurred to me. why the fuck would he call me, tell me to come over in such a rush and say we needed to go to the store to buy things? I'm pretty sure this bitch is dead at this point. i back away. i almost vomited. i sat back down. i asked him to explain how the fuck this was happening.

he told me he got the ball from me earlier in the night when we were leaving the shop (around 1030, it was a slow weekday night) and he went to his friends house. his friend apparently didn't have any money to do the blow, so he came up with an idea. he was going to get my friend some pussy for some coke. my friend of course said ok, that would be fine. the other guy said he would have to go out and call his friend and for my friend to come with. they both hopped in the car, and while they were driving through the city, the other guy randomly stopped on side street. a girl they had passed was walking past the side street, and didn't walk down it, and kept walking. the guy then turned the car back on, and pulled onto the main street then onto another side street. he turned off the car, and got out this time. the girl walked down the side street, and apparently the guy struck a conversation with the girl.

my friend is thinking at this point that the girl is this guys friend, and she's going to come and fuck him later. well, the guy takes out a rag, puts it over her mouth, yells at my friend to open the back door, they throw her in the car, and they drive off back to his friends house. when they get to the house, for one reason or another, the guy didn't want to stay there, so they went to my friends house. the one who's living room I'm sitting in now wondering why theres a body on the floor.

so once inside, my friend started to scream at the guy and all this shit, and the guy casually explains, he found someone my friend could fuck, and when he was done, all they'd have to do is put her somewhere out of the city after feeding her a bunch of xanax and she wouldn't be the wiser. well how coked up my friend was, he went along with it. he said he and his friend fucked her for an hour or two, and then his friend left unexpectedly to let my friend deal with the girl. my friend said he couldn't drag her out of his apartment alone or drive her anywhere because he didn't have a car. so this was apparently where came in. well the first thing i did once i knew the whole story, i went back over to her. checked her pulse. thank fucking god she was alive.

second thing i did, was ask if he had any xanax. and he said of course. i asked if he had fed her any yet. he hadn't. so i crushed up two 1mg pills put it in a shot of water mixed it around, i layed her on her back and poured it down her throat. good, now she will be out for a little longer. i wasn't trying to have her wake up in the middle of my brainstorming.

now i know what you think. yeah this guy couldn't have been so calm and collected during this. I'm writing this years later, describing what i was DOING. my mind was absolute shit at this point. i had vivid hallucinations of police running through the door arresting us both. this girl looked 16 or so, she was half naked drugged and unconscious on my friends floor, and i just fed her anti anxiety pills commonly used for date rape.

i look at my friend after i gave her the zannies. i said i need to go home and get my car. we need to do this quick, before its like 5 or 6 am, and more people are leaving their apartments going to work or whatever the fuck their doing. anybody up at this hour is most likely drunk or fucked up so we should be fine if we get her to my car in 4 minutes and nobody sees. so I'm about to walk out the door. when it occurs to me.

i look back over at the floor, see this girl laying there. its too easy. as I'm walking over to her I'm taking my belt off. my friend looks at me like I'm crazy and is like what the hell are you doing?! we have to get her out of here man! and I look back and say, dude, if you don't shut the fuck up, you'll be the one laying on this goddamn floor. I'm tired, i got a bunch of shit to do tomorrow morning, you call me over here for the weirdest fucking request anyone has ever asked me, I'm going to fuck this girl. because if i don't, and we get fucked for this, i would totally regret not doing it. he started to argue me, i said stfu a couple more times, and he sat back down.

i got down on the ground, i took off her pajama pants. stared at her pubic hair airstrip down to her nice pussy. just looked at it for a minute. i licked my fingers, and slid two of them up and down her slit. i started to put them inside her, and it felt so weird. whenever i fingered a girl before, it was responsive, and would tighten up however i moved my fingers. with her, there was nothing. i was still rock hard, I've had a sleep fetish forever and this was pretty damn close to that. a girl who is laying there susceptible to whatever you want to dish out, taking it all no matter what.

i whipped my dick out and rubbed it along her clit, and as I'm doing this, i suddenly yelled to my friend, go and grab my fucking car and bring it back here. i threw him my keys. he got up and ran out the door. i looked back down at her, laying on her back, i started to slap her tits around. nice B cups, and bent down and sucked on the left one. then i guided my cock up to her pussy, and rubbed the head of it up and down her slit. i really had to spit on my dick like three times to get it wet enough to get it inside. once it was in, i just really pounded it like how you would beat off when you really just wanted to cum as quick as possible. after about two minutes of thrusting, i felt the cum building up.

i pulled out right before i busted, and i opened her mouth, and came into her throat. i took more water from a cup on the coffee table, and poured a little in her mouth. i put my clothes back on, washed my hands, washed my face with water, then i went and grabbed a bunch of baby wipes from the bathroom. yeah, i knew my friend had those, he docent use toilet paper he docent like it he uses those like pre wet baby wipes. weird, but in this situation i was thankful. i put one around my fingers, and shoved it up her pussy. rubbed it around the edges, and rubbed her face with it. i ended up grabbing around 10 more, rubbing her whole body down with them. i don't really know if that would destroy evidence, but i did it anyway.

after what seemed like eternity, my friend comes rushing in the door. he wants to know how were going to get her out of the apartment, and into the car. i asked where he parked, and he said out front. i said no you dumb fuck, theres a camera out front your building remember? we need to take her out the back in to the alley. I'm going to find some girls clothes and dress her up. he didn't have any clothes from girls or anything like that, so i put her in a big hoodie and picked her up. i said i would pretend she was sick and i would mutter how she needs to feel better and wed be home soon down the hallways so if anyone came out their door they would think i was ushering a sick girl home to her own bed. i said go now, get the car, and pull up out back. it took me about 10 minutes to carry her down 4 flights of stairs to the back door. thank god the only person who saw me was an old lady who was walking her dog to the end of the hallway to piss on her neighbors door. dumb bitch. everyone in the building hated her. she would probably forget in ten minutes i even passed her. i finally get outside, my friend has my car idling there. he opens the back door, i throw her in the seat, and i hop in and he gets in the back seat. i was going to say get up front, but it made more sense. when i pull over, he can just open the door and push her out.

i have no idea where I'm going to go to do this in a secluded area. so i just drive. i got on the highway, and i drove a couple exits till i wasn't in the actual city. every red light i was debating just doing it right there. but eventually, we got to a stretch of road that wasn't well lit and it was secluded. woods on both sides. so i pulled over real quick, and he opened his door, and kind of slid her off the seat. he told me i was good to go, and i drove forward, and he shut the door. i looked in the rear view mirror, she was about 3 feet off the shoulder on the grass, not super visible, but if you drove by, you would definitely see. no cars were coming, so i sped down the road and back onto another more lit road and drove around till i found the highway again.

by the way, he took off his hoodie i put on her, pretty much last second before i pulled over. thank god, because that might have been evidence against him.

so long story short, or should i say long story even longer, was we finally got back to his apartment, by this time, it was pretty much light out. we both get upstairs and i laid down on his couch. for what had happened, i was surprisingly calm. i felt pretty damn good. i told him it was fucked up to get into a situation like that, but hey, i was just as guilty as he was for going along with it. we drank a couple beers, decided on not opening the shop in a couple hours, and went to sleep.

i really never forgot about it like i woke up the next day and rehashed it so many times n my head, fucking her, pounding what felt like her lifeless body, and nutting all in her mouth. i knew my friend would never tell anyone either, i mean, why risk it? but anyway, the next night, we were at a bar we tend to frequent for a couple drinks a couple nights a week. somebody was talking about how someone they knew heard about someone THEY knew who got "kidnapped" and then was found outside the city the next day. me and my friend looked at each other, and asked the guy what he knew, and seemed mesmerized something like this would happen. it was almost funny in an eerie sort of way.

needless to say, nothing has ever come of it, and I've since quit all drugs completely, my friend still smokes weed and we both drink but other than that, were doing ok. the guy who actually grabbed the girl in the first place is in jail now apparently according to my friend. armed robbery. could of seen that coming.

well i feel a lot better, I'm confident that this won't get back to me, unless someone does a shitton of digging and finds out the actual incident, but i don't even think it was reported to the police or in the paper or anything. so good luck.

ONE LAST FINAL NOTE. to anybody who says pics or any bullshit, i totally would of taken pics and vids of her and me fucking her, but i still wouldntve posted them on here. maybe a pic if i blurred the face, but yeah ir egret not having a camera. well my hands fucking hurt like shit from typing this up so franticly. at least if you think its fake, you read the whole thing and enjoyed it. i know what i did. i don't care what you anonymous people think. the more people who think its fake, the better off i am anyway.

Gov. Brown Signs Controversial Dream Act Pt 2

Declaring the need to expand educational opportunity, Gov. Jerry Brown announced Saturday that he has signed legislation making illegal immigrants eligible to receive state financial aid to attend California universities and community colleges.

Under AB 131, illegal immigrants who are accepted into state universities can receive, starting in 2013, Cal-Grant assistance, which last year provided grants averaging $4,500 apiece to more than 370,000 low-income students.

The measure also allows students who are not in the country legally to get institutional grants while attending the University of California and California State University systems, and to get fee waivers in the California community college system.

Brown said that California Department of Finance estimates that 2,500 students will qualify for Cal Grants as a result of AB 131, at a cost of $14.5 million.

"The overall Cal Grant program is funded at $1.4 billion, meaning that 1% of all Cal Grant funds will be potentially impacted by AB 131 when the law goes into effect,'' said a statement from his office.

So since Calif is broke, were is all this free money coming from? Maybe from the tax payers who legally work and have to put up with all the crime that illegals bring with them?

I think since Demo-craps do not understand the meaning of the word illegal and feel that they are above the law and only enforce what they think is right or wrong, they should be the ones that pay for this give away to law breakers.

What is the point of educating people that are here illegally and cannot legally get a job in the USA? And if they do get a job, are they not taking one from someone there that is here legally and needs the money to support themselves and their families?

I was holiday, and I vaguely remembered a friend on Facebook posting a naughtier than usual picture on Facebook. When I was home I was excited to find it, but couldn't. She obviously removed it in hindsight.... FUCK.

My question is, I run a home server anyway, is there a way of downloading all incoming photos (and messages I guess), so I have a copy even if they delete those photos?

I masturbate to Facebook way too much.

Part 21: Honeymoon with Haley [for the rest of the story pm me, I can send you the link]

I talked a lot about my sex with Anna here, but rarely about my sex with Haley, even though its far more of a 50:50 deal than you might think. And unlike between Jim and Anna, the sex between me and Haley is not one sided. If you were to ask me with whom the sex is better, I couldnt give you an answer.

Before Haley and me went on honeymoon, we talked about what we both wanted out of it. I wanted mostly sex, cuddling, spending time only with each other. Haley wanted all that too, but also a feeling of vacation. So we chose to fly to an island for our honeymoon. We would stay in a nice hotel, close to the beach, big pool, jacuzzi. All we desired and more.

When we were in the plane, half way to the island, Haley whispered to me
H:"When I saw you packing sex toys, I was already excited. But now I am horny as fuck. I could fuck you all week long, without any pause."
Me:"I cant wait as well. I want you to be my sex goddess. I want to fuck you in public, I want to show off your body to strangers."
H(blushing):"I'd love to be your sex goddess as long as you praise me. I dont know about the showing off though.."
Me:"We'll see."

When we arrived at the hotel and got into our room, Haley started unpacking her things. I went behind her and started groping her. My hands went under her top and under her skirt. She wore a dark blue bikini underneath. She started moaning softly. I turned her around and undressed her, then she undressed me. She looked amazing, the sun on her skin and hair... I pulled her close and kissed her. We went down on the bed and Haley sat on my belly. She danced on me, slowly, winding like a snake. I took her ass in my hands. She moved her hip forward periodically, so every few seconds I could lick her pussy once. Then she turned around, ass to my face. Her hip movement continued and I could still lick her every now and then. Her hands were all over my belly and legs and finally she started stroking me slowly. Then her head came down to kiss the tip. Then she took half of my dick into her mouth, circling the tip with her tongue. Next, she turned around again and lowered herself slowly onto my cock. While my dick went deeper and deeper, she clawed into my chest and rolled her eyes moaning in her deepest voice. When I was completely filling her her hole with my cock, she moved her hips in circles. Then up and down, slowly. At the lowest point, I always lifted my ass a bit so I penetrated her even deeper. I was rewarded with a deep moan. After a while of slow fucking, Haley kissed me and said "fuck me like you want to destroy me."
I sat up and pushed her onto her back. Then I came over her, kissing her. I pulled her hips closer and began hard fucking her immediately. From her came a drawn-out moan then scream of pleasure. Then she returned to deep grunting. We made so much noise, I was sure the whole hotel could hear us. And I loved it. Soon I shot my load into her, filling her wet pussy with my hot cum. We sank onto the bed.
H:"I had at least two orgasms..."
Me:"Ready for the next one?"
H(Laughing):"Lets get set up first and have a look at the pool."
So I put on some trunks and Haley put on her bikini again. The pool was big and not overfilled. We swam around a little and played a bit, then we chose one corner of the pool with no people nearby and hugged each other, she with her back to the wall of the pool. We made out a bit, Haley had her legs around me and pulled me close. My dick was rubbing against her pussy. I got hard. Looked around. No one paid attention to us. I turned to Haley, she was grinning. And then she grabbed my cock. I never thought she would go so far, so I looked very surprised.
H:"Well you said I should be your sex goddess. Now I am horny. What about you?"
Me:"I could never deny you."
Her hand stroked my cock for a while, then she pull it out of my trunks. She moved her bikini bottoms to the side and before I could say anything, she had my dick inside her. She bit her lip and rolled her eyes.
H:"Damn, I think I just came again... you inside me... in front of all these people.."
We fucked very slowly for a while (otherwise others would have noticed) and when Haley was pleased she told me to step back a little. I did as I was told, pulling out in the process. Then Haley submerged and shortly after I felt something around my dick. She was giving me and underwater blowjob. When she came back up for air she kept stroking me. When she submerged again and blew me again, I came in her mouth. Bubbles rose from her and she came up spitting out water and cum.
H:"Wow I didnt expect that ...so fast.."
Me:"I couldnt hold it any longer... this is amazing."

We made out some more and before we left, I told her to pull up her bikini bottoms so I (and everyone else) could see her camel toe. When we got out of the pool I caught some people looking at us. Especially guys looking at Haley. Exactly what I wanted. When we got to our room, we had to get ready for dinner already. I brought up the first sex toy: a remote-controlled vibrator egg. So in addition to her lovely summer dress in with the multicolored dots and her hot string, she wore a vibrator egg to dinner. And I had the remote control on my phone.

I played with her the whole evening. First I turned it off, until it was time to chose our meals. So when the waiter asked her what she wanted, she answered:"hhhnnhmmm ohhh... I uhhh... .." before ordering some pasta.
When the waiter was gone, I turned it off again to give her some breathing room. Next I turned it on when we got our drinks. I turned it up so much, that she couldnt hold her glass still so she had to put it down. She pressed her thighs together. Then I turned it down. Her head was already red.
H:"I think I just came."
Me:"I dont think it'll be the last time tonight."
She smiled. While we had our main course, I turned the vibrator on, but kept it on the lowest level. It looked like Haley got accustomed to the level of vibration during the meal. Before the waiter came, I turned up the heat again. Haley couldnt stop herself from touching her throat and cleavage. Even when the waiter came, her hand was still on top of her tits. She had her eyes half closed when the waiter asked her how she liked her meal. She said "it was... very very good..." in her erotic voice. I could see the waiter blush and I think he even got a small bulge in his pants.
H:"I just came for the third time... what do I have to do so you turn down the vibrator?"
Me:"Show maximum cleavage. Pull it down so far that I can see a hint of areola."
Her nipples were already super hard. Her tits looked super erotic in that dress, they almost wanted to pop out. I turned off the vibrator.
Me:"Now I want you to start a conversation with the waiter. Doesnt have to be for long, but I want to see if he'll get a boner from just looking at your tits like this."
She played her part well, asking the guy how long he's been working here and if he liked the dress. After the waiter walked away I asked her
Me:"Did you see his boner?"
H:"Yes I did. I'm so turned on right now... lets hurry upstairs.."
We went to our room, ripped off our cloths. I opened the door to the small balcony and pulled Haley to me.
Me:"I'm going to fuck you right here. I want everyone to hear you scream while you get fucked. Everyone shall know that we are having fun."
She smiled and started dancing in the moonlight. Her hair glowed silver-blonde. I could see her goosebumps and erect nipples. Every detail of her body. Then she went down on her knees and blew me. I love it when she keeps eye contact. Then she got up, leaned over the balcony and whispered "take me."
I needed nothing more. I slowly pushed in. Inch by inch I felt her pussy lips around my cock. I fucked her slowly, my hands pulling apart her buttcheeks. I increase the speed. Her moans get louder. I fuck her harder and harder, my balls slapping against her pussy. She is so loud, I can hear a slight echo from the hotel across the street. But she reached her peek, when I put a finger in her asshole. Her "oh yes I'm cumming!" echoed through the night. One final drawn-out moan and I shot my cum into her belly. I turned her around and hugged her. Then I carried her to the bed, laid besides her. She cuddled to me and we fell asleep in seconds.

The next morning I woke up to Haley sucking my cock. When she saw that I was awake, she jumped on my cock and fucked me. I sat up and hugged her while she was riding me. We kissed and fucked for a good 15 min before we both came. We got dressed and went down for breakfast.
That day would be a beach day. When we were about to leave, I made sure that Haley's bikini covered as little as possible. We went to the beach hand in hand. We both wore sunglasses so I could easily keep an eye on the surrounding men. We were walking down the beach with one foot in the water basically, so everyone would be looking at us. I saw several men staring at Haley's ass as we passed them. We found a spot far away from all other tourists and there we put down our stuff and blanket.

We went swimming for a good while, the ocean had just the right temperature. It was a beautiful day. When we came back, Haley wanted to sunbath so I put on some sunscreen. As I caressed her body she moaned softly. I said "stop moaning or I'll get a boner." We giggled. She turned on her back so I could put sunscreen on her front. I removed her bikini top in the process. When I touched her nipples, she moaned again. I removed her bottoms as well and applied sunscreen there. More moans, but Haley looked discomforted. When she tried to put her bikini back on I stopped her.
H:"What? I cant lay here naked! Come on."
Me:"I dont want you to get tan lines. Just cover yourself with your foulard." (Thats a colorful piece of cloth, and almost transparent).
She was still unsure but I insisted. So she laid down with only a foulard covering her nakedness. Just looking at her made me horny. Haley had closed her eyes. She just looked perfect.
From time to time a person would pass by. I could watch them through my sunglasses. The men, even if they were accompanied by their GF's/wifes were just staring at Haley. One even stumbled and almost fell over his own feet. After some time I realised that some of the men came by a second or third time.
When we were all heated up, we went swimming again (for that haley put her bikini back on). I told Haley about the guys looking at her. She blushed but I told her that I love it when other guys see her like that, because they envy me then. She was my sex goddess but others worshipped her as well. She liked that. So when we returned to the beach, I told her to strip naked again and then lay on her belly. She covered herself with the foulard again. When no one was around, I would finger her until she was wet. Then I moved the foulard so that her pussy was visible if you were looking hard enough. I told her how she looked to the others. She giggled and spread her legs even a little bit more. I could see her pussy getting wetter as well. Again, a lot of men came by to worship my goddess. I told her and she said she wanted to go back to the hotel to fuck. Cant say no to that. So I told her she should only put on the bikini bottoms and cover her chest with the foulard. On our way back, every single man was looking at her. When we had returned to our room, we wasted no time and fucked for hours. We took breaks to drink and eat, but other than that I basically was permanently in her. I really enjoyed slow fucking her in every position. It was dinner time when we finally stopped. At dinner, we were romantic like on a first date, eating off each others forks, holding hands, looking into each others eyes for serveral minutes. After dinner we went to bed and cuddled until we fell asleep.

The third day of our trip, I gave a new bikini to Haley. It was a micro bikini, so it barely covered anything. I wanted to try it at the hotel pool first, because there were only a few people there. The bikini top is literally just strings with a tiny bit of fabric to cover nipples and areola. The bottoms are even more revealing. Its literally just strings of fabric, barely enough to cover the asshole and the clit. The string is sinking in between the pussy lips. All in all a bikini worthy of a sex goddess. When we got to the pool, there were just a few people, mostly old men. They were staring at Haley like she really was a goddess. I could see that Haley was insecure, blushing under her sun glasses. We got in the pool and fooled around a bit. Haley had to readjust her bikini often, since it slipped off her nipples all the time. It war really easy for me to slip a finger into her pussy every now and then. By the time we got out of the water Haley was turned on so much that I could see the wetness of her pussy, not covered by her bikini. I told her to get us drinks and that she should walk past the men like it was a catwalk. She did so and I could see her self esteem rise with every step. On her way back I was sure she could order any of the men to do anything and they would jump at her command. Only the women looked jealous, because all the men clearly kept staring.
Haley never looked so good before, she was radiating.

I had an idea. We went up to our room, opened the windows and started fucking right after. I wanted the guys at the pool to hear Haley cry out in pleasure. And she did scream. We decided not to go back to the pool. So we cuddled for a while, watched a movie and went to dinner. For dinner, Haley wore a low cut top and hotpants that barely covered her ass. When we crossed the room to get to our table, I saw a lot of guys looking at Haley lustfully. I recognized most of them from the pool. The corresponding women didnt look so happy.

The next day we wanted to spend at the pool again. Haley wanted to put on the bikini again and of course I didnt say no to that. Mostly the same women and men were at the pool. We had made a plan, to get Haley to walk in front of the men as often as possible. So first she had to get back to our room to get a towel. After we swam, she got drinks from the bar. And then went back to the bar to bring the glasses back. I watched the other people all that time. I think I saw some of the men getting small bulges in their pants. When Haley had passed the men for the seventh time, one of the women got up and went into the hotel. I watched closely as she came back with a guy from the hotel staff. They looked in our direction. I told Haley what I saw and also that she should try to flirt her way out of the incoming situation.

The hotel staffer came to us and said "Ma'am, I have had some complaints."
Haley took off her sun glasses and looked at the man. In her sweetest voice she answered:"Oh? What complaints?" In a dramatic gesture she touched her chest.
He:"Well.." he scanned her body... "the other guests feel that you dress... inappropriately."
H:"Inappropriately? For the pool?"
He:"Well..." he couldnt take his eyes off her. "Yes... the bikini you are wearing..."
H:"Whats wrong with the bikini? It covers my tits"- she touched them -" my vagina.."-she spread her legs-"and also my ass." With that she turned around and gave him a good look at her goods. "So what is wrong with wearing a bikini at the pool?"
He:"I... well..." The blood surely rushed from his brains to his dick. His pants were already bulging. "May.. Maybe it just doesnt cover them well enough..."
H:"Well I think I am well covered."
He:"Still I would like to ask you to put on something else..."
H:"And I would ask you to leave me alone. If you dont, I will file a sexual harassment suit against you and the hotel. I can see your boner. And my husband will support my claim. The way you look at me is inappropriate. Now get out of here. Please."
First the guy just looked puzzled, but then he left.

I grinned. Haley really knew her shit. The women who had gotten the hotel guy in the first place looked even more angry when he left without a result. She went into the hotel again and Haley got up.
Me:"What are you doing?"
H:"You'll see..."
She went to the man of the woman who just left. She talked to him for a bit, touching herself just like she did when she was talking to the hotel guy. She even turned around and bent over too. They laughed together. I got up and slowly walked up to them. As expected, the woman reappeared with another hotel staffer. I took Haley and we jumped into the pool.

When the staffer tried to talk to Haley, she dove to the other side. He slowly walked around the pool, so he wouldnt slip. When he finally almost reached her, she swam all the way back, we got out of the water and into our room. With open windows, we fucked again. I lifted her up, pressed her against a wall. We fucked in that position until my arms got tired. We slow fucked doggystyle for a while then went on to missionary. I blew my load then. We chilled the rest of the day. At dinner we got more angry looks from the woman who wanted to rat us out. Her face went dark red with anger, when her man (lets call him Steve) waved to Haley and she waved back. Over the course of the evening I could see the couple arguing. It ended with her storming off. Btw, Haley wore a skirt and a tank top. When we were done eating and went to the elevator, we spotted Steve at the bar. I told Haley she should flirt with him some more. Haley was reluctant, but I reminded her what a bitch Steve's wife was. So she agreed. I went up to the room and waited for her. After 40 min or so, she came. She was grinning when she told me how she flirted with him. She touched his arm, his hand and laughed with him. He then asked if her husband would feel okay about this. Haley told him "He'll never find out if you dont tell him..." Then she talked to him about his wife. Haley touched his arm some more and as a goodbye even hugged him. After that Steve clearly had a boner she said.
H:"I feel naughty... was that a bad thing I just did?"
Me:"I dont know and I dont really care. It turned me on... thats whats big here."
She laughed. We got naked and had a nice and simple good-night fuck.

On the fifth day on our trip, we decided to go to the beach again. Haley was finally feeling good about using her bikini there. She got so many looks. I then encouraged her to take of the top, which she did. She was clearly the center of attention. We went into the water, going as far away from the other people as possible. She gave me some salty kisses and then grabbed my dick underwater.
H:"I want to fuck you in this ocean right now."
I was happy to comply. Soon I was fucking her from behind, basically in full view of all the other people. Haley tried to hold back her moans but some went through. So after just 5 min we had a lot of attention. Haley knew it as well. I came a minute later and so did she. We stayed in the water for a little longer, then went back to our blanked. Haley was sunbathing again, only covered with her foulard. We went back and forth between swimming and sunbathing until it was already late. We went home and took a shower. We were so late for dinner that most guests were already done.

On the sixth and last (full) day of our honeymoon, Haley was done with showing off, so we stayed in our room the whole day. Here I saw and took my chance.
Me:"Do you want to try something new?"
H:"What are you suggesting?"
Me:"Anal."
Haley thought for a while and then agreed. I got the other sex toys we hadnt used the whole week and started pleasing Haley. I lubed up her ass and a small dildo. I went easy on her ass and made sure that her pussy stayed wet the whole time. Her first anal orgasm came from an vibrator egg with a cord. I pushed it about 2 inches (5cm) in and let it vibrate. Her moans clearly indicated that I had hit a sweet spot. After I had used another dildo on her ass, she was ready to get fucked. I slowly inserted my dick, inch by inch. Haley's high-pitched "Ahh"'s rang in my ears. When I was all in, Haley grunted deeply. I felt her juice running down her and my thigh. I started fucking her ass slowly, then increasingly faster. My balls slapped against her pussy again and again. I would cum soon and when I did, Haley had a squirting orgasm, covering my legs, her legs and the bed in her juice. We collapsed onto the bed and cuddled.
H:"This was the sex-richest week of my whole life."

End of Part 21.

Me and Anna already have some ideas on what to tell next. Vote for your favorite title in the poll (that story will be next).

I own a few houses in a college town. It's rental income. Typical flood of coeds in spring/fall and empties out in summer. Pretty strict on screening and on rules because college kids can be really destructive, and they're financially broke. Anyhow got a sob story from a young lady who was short $200. My rule has always been the 7th, not the 1st. Shit happens, I totally get it, so you've got a week. Anyhow she's got a sob story, I tell her to get it from the parents. She asks if I can let her skate on $200 short. First she drops hints, I'm oblivious, then she drops clothers. 19, bright red hair, I'm sucked, fucked, and busting a nut all in 30 minutes. Unexpected is an understatement. I'm 38. I work out but I'm not a college kid. I'm guessing maybe she's into older guys, no clue. Odd part is she gave me the $200 a few days later, and then blew me again. She's fucking amazing. I'm just glad my wife hasn't met her.

I know this shit is from a video that I've seen, but I can't fucking find it. Anyone on here think they can find sauce? Deep appreciation incoming...

I have been in a financial domination relationship with a guy I met on CS:GO for the past couple of weeks. He absolutely destroyed me in a game and humiliated me verbally. I looked into his account afterwards and found out he was an 18 year old streamer. I also saw how he looked and I decided I wanted to ask if he would be my master. I am not gay, but I enjoy the idea of being under the servitude of another male's feet. It was so appealing considering how badly I felt humiliated by him during the game.

He was intrigued, and after a $250 initial tribute to make sure I was serious, we had a long Skype cam meeting where I divulged everything about myself including bank account information. We agreed to some terms such as the fact that he gets all of my income minus bare necessities and that I may only edge to his feet and nothing else. I was also required to completely forfeit my Steam account to him. I play CS:GO with him, but I more or less only function as cannon fodder.

The relationship is going smoothly and we have decided to move onto the next level: chastity. I ordered the device yesterday. Picture is him from an edging session a few days ago.

20 points to show the sheep that the economy here in the US is indeed in a shit hole. Save your money and prepare for the worst! All these facts are real, real fucking scary considering Obama and the media are praising economic growth. Get ready people!

#1 The United States has more government debt per capita than Greece, Portugal, Italy, Ireland or Spain.

#2 The European Commission has formally declared that Europe has now entered another recession. German banks are leveraged 32 to 1 and the European financial system is rapidly approaching a nightmare. Lehman Brothers was only leveraged 30 to 1 when it finally collapsed.

#3 There are clear signs that economic activity is also significantly slowing down in the United States. For example, new orders for goods manufactured in the United States experienced the biggest drop in three years in January.

#4 U.S. consumers are busy racking up staggering amounts of debt once again. Total consumer debt rose at an annual rate of 9.3 percent in December. It is now sitting at a grand total of 2.498 trillion dollars.

#5 The U.S. Postal Service has announced plans to eliminate 35,000 more jobs.

#6 There are more unemployed Americans than there are people living in the entire nation of Greece.

#7 The percentage of American men that have jobs is near an all-time record low.

#8 Right now, there are 88 million working age Americans that do not have jobs and that the government says are not looking for jobs.

#9 The average duration of unemployment in the United States is nearly three times as long as it was back in the year 2000.

#10 In January 2009, there were 2.6 million �long-term unemployed workers� according to the federal government. Today, there are 5.6 million.

#11 The average price of a gallon of gasoline in the United States has risen by14 cents in just the past week, and the average price of a gallon of gasoline in the state of California is now an astounding $4.29. Sadly, the price of gas is expected to continue rising over the next few months.

#12 The U.S. housing market continues to struggle deeply. Home prices in the 4th quarter of 2011 were four percent lower than they were during the 4th quarter of 2010. Overall, U.S. home prices are 34 percent lower than they were back at the peak of the housing bubble.

#13 Large numbers of Americans are putting off basic health procedures due to the declining economy. Just consider the following example from a recentHuffington Post article�.

Americans between the ages of 50 to 64 got 500,000 fewer colonoscopies, or screenings aimed at detecting colon cancer, during the recession, compared to the two years before, according to a recent study from researchers at the University of North Carolina�s medical school.

#14 The number of Americans on food stamps has increased by almost 50 percent since Barack Obama first took office.

#15 Right now, 48 percent of all Americans are considered to be either �low income� or �living in poverty�.

#16 The U.S. government is stealing about 150 million dollars from our children and our grandchildren every single hour of every single day.

#17 If Bill Gates gave all of his money to the U.S. government, it would only cover the U.S. budget deficit for about 15 days.

#18 Since the Federal Reserve was created, the U.S. dollar has declined in value by more than 95 percent and the U.S. national debt has gotten more than 5000 times larger.

#19 Approximately 25 million American adults are living with their parents. Most of them are doing it for economic reasons.

#20 According to a new Politico poll, only 30 percent of all Americans believe that the next generation will be �better off economically� than the previous generation.

This might be the most inappropriate place for this topic but because of that it might even be the greatest.

I am 30, have a company that is generating no income. I live based on the money I get from my parents, who also become older and will die in presumably 20 years maximum.

I accomplished the german abitur. I did not succeed in my following study at university.

It's not that I like my parents much. It's that when they die I - according to my limited knowledge of the world - think I will have to flip burgers for the rest of my life to earn money.

I tried Internet Marketing and even though I tried a lot I didn't make any long term income. I found IM to be a scam that generates money only for the ad supplying agencies not for the ones creating websites with ads on them.

I want to be self-employed but all my endeavours towards this goal fail. I sit here, thinking about several new internet businesses I could create but none of them seems like a sustainable long term business as the internet is victim to technical obsolescence. To stay important you have to catch up all the time, improve. Trial and error. And I found myself experiencing more error than success so my previous internet businesses failed.

Without trying to solve the problem on the same level it was created - trying to find out why they did not work - I want to know what I could do now. Except the notorious flipping burgers.

Incoming

I confess my cheated on me online a few years ago. It went on for a year, and the more she thought it was harmless or OK, the less she respected me. The lack of respect showed in other aspects of our relationship.

It didn't help that she was the dominant one in the relationship and made more money than I did. It made her feel like she contributed more than I did, so she became demanding and often needed to have things go her way. One time I wanted to buy a new rifle from the gun store, she decided because it was her money she'd get to pick the model for me. We had such a fight we nearly broke up right there. Everyone around could hear us, it was awful.

Then she started telling me how I should dress... It was getting really bad. Thank god she didn't want us to wear matching colors, that would have been embarrassing. And in the end she was always deciding where we'd go, which friends we'd be with, etc.

She wasn't like that at all in the beginning, but the cheating started as harmless fun and soon it made her lose respect for me. She figured if she could pull it off, she was really better than me.

But thankfully, one day I found out. I confronted her, yelled at her, I was hurt and betrayed. I wanted to leave her, but at the same time this had gone on for only 1 year and I remembered the first 5 years of our relationship where she was different, where she was actually loving, respectful and faithful. I took a few days to cool off and think about my decision, and I decided to give her a chance. If we could fix our relationship, in 20 years this nightmarish 1 year of betrayal would be just a drop in the ocean, a short bad period in our lives.

It's been 5 years now and we're happy. She doesn't cheat anymore and she's the loving and respectful partner I had in the first 5 years of our relationship. She's still deeply ashamed and sorry for what she did, but I moved on. It's already a drop in the ocean. One bad year out of the dozen we've already had together.

Still, I can't thank Valve enough for updating VAC and catching her wall-hacking at Counter-Strike. Took you a while guys, but thanks! It saved our relationship! She's made a new account and is back playing, but she's doing it legitimately now. We make the same income, and I can finally wear the skin I want or buy the bullpup if I want to.

Warning: Shit post incoming

I'm so sick and tired of the post-election breakdown, and the bitching and moaning from both sides about Trump.

Maybe he'll make a decent p********. It's not likely, but it is possible. The signs are against it though. If you're a Trump apologist, let me say right now that none of the anti-establishment rhetoric he spouted during his campaign will come to pass--already he is showing himself perfectly willing to appoint the same NeoCon, hard-right, Warhawk, social conservative, banker-friendly assholes that he railed against. At least the Left is honest about their big-government intentions, but you stupid cucks keep falling for the same old line. I hope to God I'm wrong, but it doesn't look good.

As for you liberals, you make me sick. Party of the people, eh? You fuckers bent over for Hillary 'I'm a Traitor' Clinton right after Sanders did the same. You have no backbone, and no ground to stand on to complain. I didn't vote for Trump, but I'd have voted for fucking Elmo over her evil ass. You support tyranny at home and abroad, and its gotten so bad now that 'moderate' liberals (whom I agree will on social freedom) are all but an endangered species, replaced by rabid SJW Nazis, hell-bent on proscribing anything and everything that makes them the least uncomfortable. You have turned your party into a parody of itself that the GOP could not top if it tried.

And now, the Libertarians. I am not mad, but just disappointed. I voted for Gary, but honestly a half-melted bucket of butter brickle icecream would have made a better candidate. Between the astounding stupidity, latent racism that always seems to tag behind LIbertarians like wet toilet paper on dress shoes, and really terrible foreign policy, what could have been a great leap forward for the Third Party ended up a flop.

I vote Libertarians when I can, I love Hayek and Mises, and I desperately want this country to embrace the principles of freedom that are the foundation of our nation. But that won't happen. I can see that now, and I'm resigned to it. Change will come when it always does, when things get bad enough that the only way forward is to start over fresh. If that's what it takes, so be it. I can wait.

But don't any of you fuckers dare complain--you made this mess for all of us, and now I have to live through it. The least you can do is suffer in dignity while the corrupt, evil, bastards you put in power screw us all over. To my hardcore Socialists, Libertarians, Minarchists, Free-Staters, Confederates, Single-Taxers, Secessionists, Pot-Smokers, Reloaders, Gay advocates, Entrepreneurs, and Anarchists of all colors, my hat's off to you. We tried, we really did. But to the rest of you assholes, on the Left and the Right, shut your mouths. If you didn't like the choices this election season, or the outcome, then maybe you should have treated Ron Paul better.