I jerked off during my Biology class.

It was pajama day so that made it a lot easier to do it.

The guy to my right asked me a question so I had to look at him while I bashed one off.

I hope that doesn't make me gay...

I do believe America needs to relearn these words.
http://dictionary.reference.com

Democracy:
noun, plural de�moc�ra�cies.
1. government by the people; a form of government in which the supreme power is vested in the people and exercised directly by them or by their elected agents under a free electoral system.
2. a state having such a form of government: The United States and Canada are democracies.
3. a state of society characterized by formal equality of rights and privileges.
4. political or social equality; democratic spirit.
5. the common people of a community as distinguished from any privileged class; the common people with respect to their political power.

Socialism
noun
1. a theory or system of social organization that advocates the vesting of the ownership and control of the means of production and distribution, of capital, land, etc., in the community as a whole.
2. procedure or practice in accordance with this theory.
3. (in Marxist theory) the stage following capitalism in the transition of a society to communism, characterized by the imperfect implementation of collectivist principles.

Communism
noun
1. a theory or system of social organization based on the holding of all property in common, actual ownership being ascribed to the community as a whole or to the state.
2. ( often initial capital letter ) a system of social organization in which all economic and social activity is controlled by a totalitarian state dominated by a single and self-perpetuating political party.
3. ( initial capital letter ) the principles and practices of the Communist party.
4. communalism.

Fascism
noun
1. ( sometimes initial capital letter ) a governmental system led by a dictator having complete power, forcibly suppressing opposition and criticism, regimenting all industry, commerce, etc., and emphasizing an aggressive nationalism and often racism.
2. ( sometimes initial capital letter ) the philosophy, principles, or methods of fascism.
3. ( initial capital letter ) a fascist movement, especially the one established by Mussolini in Italy 1922�43.

Learn anything yet? Like how social equality (Health care for all, gay mariage) is democracy?
Wisdom overcomes all ignorance if people learn it. Educate yourself, TYT and RT america on youtube.

My second year of junior college, my friends were living in a rental duplex in the neighborhood most of us grew up in. It was like 3 bedrooms and we crammed 9 guys in there. It was worse when the other guys were in relationships too because I was never comfortable lying in bed, trying to sleep, while some hottie bit her lip trying not to moan as she got finger banged. Sometimes I’d walk in and just them making out would make me turn around, get in the car, and go for a long drive.

That was when I got in an accident.

I don’t remember any of it. The other driver had T-boned me after, according to him, I ran a red light. But I was the slow, patient driver that braked on yellow. And he had five wrecks. Insurance did most of the work and there was one witness who said the other guy was speeding and that alone made him responsible and I didn’t have to pay.

But I also didn’t have a car for a few months while the court case was being fought. My insurance didn’t get me a rental either. Thanks, Obama.

Only one other guy had a car in the house and we couldn’t all fit so…

My mom drove us.

She lived just four blocks away and she was a cool, stay-at-home mom. Most of the guys knew her since elementary school when she chaperoned field trips and when we got to hanging out in high school, she’d never bust us for sneaking a few drinks during poker games in the basement. That first she came down for frozen pizzas, we freeze, waiting for trouble, yelling, a lecture, a look, anything. But she never mentioned it. By senior year, we didn’t even pretend to hide our Solo cups. And the guys liked her, joking the way guys do about my hot mom, her fake tits (no proof of that!), and how she’d get dressed up for giving us a ride to school while we were in ripped jeans and faded T-shirts. She wanted it, they were sure, and sometimes they’d flirt, “Looking nice, Mrs. Stevens. New perfume?”

But there’s still something about being in college, on crutches, and having my mom drop me off at school that I couldn’t get over. The car rides were quiet.

She had a mini-van and the guys in back would whisper and giggle and I’d hear, “Would you rather…” then a bunch of text alerts and my phone would vibrate and I’d look and it’d be like two photos of porn stars covered in jizz that I’d avert from my mom’s view.

Everyone would respond to the group text and if I didn’t, I’d get ragged on so I’d pick.

On our drive home from class, this kid Blake sent one that made me turn around and go, “Really?!”
He’d sent, “For half a million dollars, would you rather get fucked in the ass or in the mouth? Both to completion. Like inside.”

Everyone had pretty much the same reaction, calling him gay, refusing to answer. He swore that was the game, two awful choices and you had to pick one.

“What’d this one say?” My mom asked. She was smart enough to know the game they were playing.

“Forget it,” I said. The drive was slow. A lot of crosswalks with students that never paused.

“I want to play. It seems like you’re all having fun.”

“They like it because it makes me uncomfortable. Assholes.”

“Let her play!” all the guys chimed in.

“So would you rather…” She paused to think, tapping on the steering wheel. “Asparagus or broccoli?”

The guys all laughed.

“That’s not really the game,” I said.

“I’m just warming up! And it’s practical. I thought I’d make you boys something with vitamins. Keep you fitting into clothes and looking good.”

“It’s got to be two tough choices,” I said.

“This wasn’t a game when I was a kid,” she told us.

“It’s got to be something awful or sexual or maybe two options so good that it’s tough to choose either,” Gabe said.

“It’s not really something I want to play with my mom.”

“Give me an example. What’d Blake ask?”

There was a silence at a light as everyone looked around at who’d man up and say it.

“Anal or oral,” Blake said.

The light turned green in the silence and the car revved up. “Both,” she said.

“Oh god,” I groaned.

The boys cheered like mad. “Yeah, Mrs. Stevens!”

“What? They’re both fun if you’re in the mood.”

“Kill me,” I muttered. She smacked my leg playfully.

“Blake asked that?” she said, looking in the rearview. Blake was in the middle of the bench seat in back between Tommy and Michael. “All right, then Blake, would you rather jerk off Tommy or Michael?”

The two guys in the pilot seats, Gabe and Louis, turned and laughed and high-fived as Blake just shook his head and Tommy and Michael looked out the window, inching away from Blake.

“I answered yours! Let’s hear yours? Or you going to say ‘Both’ too?” She was a devil of a woman.

“I don’t know… Michael looks like a virgin so he’d probably finish quickest.”

There was a chorus of “Ew!” “Gay.” “Gross, dude.” And Michael was adamant he’d made it with like twenty girls last week.

“Sure, Mike,” Mom said, giggling, teasing.

“All right, all right. Um…” He was desperate to get her back, but all of this was really just an attack on me. “Who would you rather?”

“Between Mike and Tommy?”

“Between all of us.”

She thought about it as she turned “I thought these were supposed to be tough choices.”

I wasn’t sure where we were. It was a cornfield, which were common around her, but usually just on one side. We were surrounded and the only buildings in front were grain silos and farm houses and there wasn’t any traffic coming our way or tailing us.

“Do you have a choice?” Mike asked.

She pulled over into a shaded spot. “The only tough part about this is having to choose at all.”

“Whoa, hold on,” I said.

Mom undid her seatbelt and as it went up, so did her sundress letting her bare, bouncing breasts hang out. I’ll never forget her tan marks.
She got in back before the guys knew what to do and she was on her knees between Gabe and Louis and one hand was fumbling with both zippers. “One of you better get up here and fill my mouth.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve done the math. There’s enough room for everyone in every hole and every hand.”

“Mrs. Stevens,” Michael said, unsure. But Blake undid his pants and stepped up and slid his uncircumcised cock in her mouth, putting his hands on her head. She went down deep on him then came off, licking his shaft to his tip.

She’d gotten Gabe’s and Louis’s pants undone and told them to take them off. “Who wants which hole? We got a pussy and an ass that needs filling and Blake can’t do it all himself.”

“I’ll take pussy,” Louis said, trembling.

“So Gabe gets the ass. Don’t worry about hurting me. John,” she said to me licking up Blake’s shaft again. “Open the glove compartment and get Gabe some lube. Always use lube boys. A lot of it.”

I couldn’t. I was frozen.

My mom, topless and in a thong and strappy heels, bent over my friend’s cock with four others out, ready to get stroked, sucked, and fucked. I couldn’t aid this. But I couldn’t leave either.

“John!” she snapped. But she was impatient for her fucking and got up to shuffle on her knees to the glove box for her lube. KY.

“Okay, boys,” she said. “Some rules first. No telling anyone about it, but you should all be taking videos and photos. You’re not in charge. I am. You stop when I say, not after, definitely not before. All those cocks are going to get drained. When you need to finish, on my face, chest, ass, stomach, hands, wherever, but not inside me. On me. And please, call me ‘Mom.’”

She adjusted the rearview so I could see, if I wanted. I peeked. Then watched. Getting aroused. Wanting it too. Wanting her to be anyone else’s mom or my stepmom or a stranger. But she wasn’t. She was my mom. And I watched my friends fuck fill both holes, her mouth. She jerked them slowly, then quickly, asking them if they wanted to cum, then stopping to edge a bigger cumshot out of them. She switched people at will. There was a lot of bumping around and at one point she was getting railed by just Blake in the ass and she was right by me and she kept looking up, smiling at me, licking her lips.

The guys would shoot cum on her face and it’d drip off as they kept fucking her. When they had finished once, she made them keep going. I think each finished three times and she tried milking more out. She was dripping. And smiling.

“Okay, let’s all get out so we can get dressed more easily.”

The boys all filed out of the van, listening to her. But she slid the door closed.

“It’s our turn, baby,” she said and kissed me with cummy lips. “I saw you watching. I know you wanted a turn. Well now I’m all yours.”

The windows were tinted and the guys couldn’t see what was happening but they tried to open the doors and peek in but since the car was off, they knew they weren’t stranded at least.

Meanwhile, Mom led me to the back where she sat on me, kissing me, letting their cum drip off her face, pressing her jizzed on breasts against my bare chest. It was gross…but I liked it.
She pulled my cock out and slowly gyrated her hips as she slid it inside her. She was in complete control.

And I loved it.

She went slow at first. It was my first time, whether she knew or not, and she treated me lovingly, kissing me as she sank onto me. Asking if I liked it like this. Asking me if I was ready for more? For faster? For harder?

“Yes,” I moaned.

“I love you,” she said.

And she didn’t stop until I finished inside her.

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When she let them back in the car, Blake wanted more but she was cleaned up, clothed, and not in the mood. He tried to force it but I sat him down. It was a quiet ride home. Mom stole glances at me, little smiles. I had them too.

Then she pulled up to our house. Our other roommates were out so we all went inside and mom got started on cooking us broccoli and fried rice and a good home-cooked meal.
And for dessert, Blake had to watch the rest of us and her and he never got that special by himself moment with Mom like I did.

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Let me know if you'd be interested in a whole blog dedicated to these erotic fantasies I have.

On tuesday my older sis(24) finally moved out of the house, too bad because I always peek at her tight little ass while she changes haha, anyways she threw a shit load of girl stuff away and while dragging them out I found her college diaries and saved them. After hours of pointless reading hoping there would be something to fap to I came across "Discovering Myself At The State Fair".

Long story short she saw a horse backstage at the state fair with "it's huge manhood swinging up and down" and she was hooked, she watched/downloaded a bunch of horse movies blah blah and ramdomly signed up for an animal care class so she could get full access to an actual horse. It took forever for her to get alone with her team's horse hahaha, but after her class left the care station which is about 2 and a half hour drive away, "I got close, it was do or die, what i've been waiting for" but sadly never wrote anything else in detail other than "it was veiny, large and powerful" and "quickly rubbed the ky jelly I've been saving all over and just to see it shine and glimmer I began stroking him" that was pretty much all.

Reading further into her journals she did it a few more times and even took the horse's cum home in a ziploc bag and god knows what she did to it. After she turned 24 she started messing around with our dog, "After hours of trying it finally came out and dropped to the floor!", "it was lightish blue with a red tip", "I wasn't sure but I bent over and he entered me", "it was quick but good". Seriously, after I wanked off to this I tried bending over in front of our dog and he dropped his blue colored cock and mounted me, I'm not gay but yeah I jerked him off afterwards and yes he looked as if he knew what was going on.

My sis is super fuckin hot, she modeled for car expo and stuff to pay off her college crap. I'm not gonna post them up because she's kinda famous now but I found the videos she self took of her sucking off our dog and the horse, too bad hahahahaha and by the way the best video is a 52 sec clip of her sucking the horse really deep while looking at the camera then she threw up all the cum hahaha.

Well, I'm going to confess to you about my terrible nylon fetish, you can read this if it turns you on because this is completely true. I didn't really mean to, but I've ended up writing a lot including about the time I was raped. So, if this shit turns you on, read on, but if you're fantasising about it I don't want to know because this did happen to me and it is painful to think about.

I'm a straight male teen, but I really want some nylons to wear. I hate how my body is starting to bulk and become more triangular, I also hate my bodily hair but don't want to shave it off or i'll be made fun of. I love having long legs and want to "neutral" looking slim body for a while but can't. I actually detest the male body, including my own, which is probably the explanation for my nylon fetish.

I really want to get some new nylons, but I'm too embarrassed to buy them from a store and my mail is always intercepted before it gets to me so I can't get anything online. I hate it, the ones I have no are ripped and stretched too much and stained and don't look sexy at all. I'm considering going out of town to buy nylons and just gritting my teeth about the embarrassment.

Despite all this, I don't actually like having this fetish at all. It possesses me, I have an alter ego. I call her Jess. Jess comes out when wear nylons, or sometimes, if I smoke cannabis, I become jess for real and put on a girls voice and act very girly.

I have this terrible nylon fetish. I think I have it for these reasons:
- Both of my old sisters (12 and 15 years older than me) used to carry me around on their feet when I was little, often whilst they wore nylon. I'd straddle their feet and they would "walk" with me. I used to love the feel of their nylon. I was a strange child, I remember being 6 or 7 and writing on a board in my room about wanting to have sex with a girl in my class, and how embarrassed I was when my sister read it and then would tease me about it. I can remember one time when I was about 7, I went into my sisters bedroom when I couldn't sleep and got into the younger of my two sisters beds and began cuddling her because I wanted sex, she must have been about 16 at the time. I kissed her on the cheek a few times and put my arms around her chest telling her I was cold. Nothing happened, she just acted innocently and carried me back to my bed, sat and talked to me for a while about general stuff (i don't remember what, nothing exciting) and then gave me one of the blankets from her bed.

- I used to steal their nylons, and got caught several times. I was always told they were not for boys, and that made them strictly taboo, and therefore more exciting. When asked why I couldn't describe why, I just said "they feel nice" and that was probably all I knew, because I didn't know much about sexual feelings at all.

- I don't find men attractive. I hate the male body, including my own. I think this is probably because when I was 8, I got molested by a 13 year old boy.

I've never told anyone this in real life, but I've posted it on here a few times. This is a genuine story and I'm not getting a kick out of writing this, it's a confession, coming from one fucked up person, so you can get a look into my physce and maybe understand why I'm in the dark corners of the internet. This boy was an older brother of a friend at school. Basically, I used to see his younger brother a lot as we were close friends and he would come to my house often, nothing gay we were just friends. During the summer I had a pool in my garden and he and his older brother came round.

Well, it was warm and we were in swim shorts, and the younger brother went to the toilet inside the house. This left me and his older brother in the garden shed (it's like a summer house) with his brother and he started telling me all these secrets that his brother and had told him about me. Petty stuff, like which girls I fancied, what trouble I had been in at school - he never knew about the nylons.

This boy picked up hammer that was in the shed and then threatened me to suck his cock. He never actually hit me, and that's what I'm ashamed of, but I was young and intimidated he was overwhelming me with blackmailed. This boy rolled down his trousers and told me to suck his dick unless he wanted everyone to know my secrets. I said I didn't want to and he started shouting at me. I was in the corner of the room and I did it. I didn't cry, I didn't feel anything, I just did it. I remember that taste, it didn't feel erotic at all, it just kind of felt like a finger. I didn't pull his foreskin back and he was still flaccid or maybe a semi. He didn't cum, and only did it 3 or 4 times. Maybe I was really bad at pleasing him, or maybe he came to his senses, or maybe he was interrupted. I don't remember everything, but he laughed at me and left and said don't tell anyone about this or I'll tell everyone you're gay for sucking a cock.

He stood there laughing and then walked out the garden. I was about to burst into tears and his brother returned and asked me what happened. I said nothing happened. He really wanted to know and I just yelled at him to get lost. He and his brother left.

I really hate that guy. He got away with violating me. He's made me question my sexuality for years and he's fucked me up emotionally. What else is very annoying, is he has a beautiful, absolutely stunning, girlfriend who's 4 years younger than him.

There is no karma is this world. He's got a beautiful girlfriend, while I'm a fucking creep with trust issues, sulking in the corner of the internet, questioning my own sexuality because he ruined my childhood. I've tried to kill myself many times, and considered finding a way to take him with me, but I've never had the guts to do any of it.

I struggle to trust anyone and I hate the male phesque. It makes me question my whole sexuality because of that. Basically, I want to be a girl because I hate men, including myself. The only way I feel femine and happy is with nylon. It lets me escape who I am and I become someone else.

I have considered what it I would need to have a sex change multiple times. I don't feel like I'm close to any of my family members (not even my sisters any more, they moved out when I was about 10 and I barely see them. They probably couldn't wait to get away from me). I often think though when my parents die, I'd have a sex change. However, being exceptionally tall at approximately 6ft 4, I'd hardly pass for female.

I really don't know what I should do. I guess this is just a confession rather than a question. I full expect a bunch of perverts with no morals at all to come troll me now or to call me a fag or gay. I'd rather you didn't, but hey this is the internet and I can't physically stop you, but maybe you'd understand why I am this way.

To nearly everyone, I'm a straight attractive slim tall male who does ok in society. No one knows about my dark secrets. I don't act gay or camp, or look female at all.

My college roomate and I have an average sized dorm room. Our beds are bunked so we can have a couch and large TV. One Tuesday night, I was coming back from a night class and accidently walked in on him watching porn on the TV. He was jerking underneath a blanket, so I actually didnt see anything, but he was still quite embarrassed. I didnt give a shit. I was horny, so I grabbed a beer and sat down on the other end of the couch. I got hard pretty quickly, and noticed he was still slowly jerking under his blanket. I started rubbing my dick through my pants. Roomate saw, and he said "do that under a fucking blanket, dude." So I grabbed a blanket and covered myself. FIgured I might as well take my dick out and fully beat off. I finished before my roomate did. We decided that night to come up with some ground rules: 1. this would happen only on Tuesdays 2. Always under separate blankets 3. No looking at each other 4. you would have a tissue to immediately clean yourself up 5. you would finish as quietly as possible 6. sit on opposite ends of the couch 7. no discussion about our Tuesday evenings

This went on for several months until one Tuesday my blanket was missing, probably stolen out of the dryer. I told my roomate, and he said "whatever, my blanket is long enough. but hte other rules still apply and you sit on the other end of the couch." Well, the blanket was not as long as he though, so we ended up only being a foot apart. It was quite awkward, and we both decided to get buzzed to make it more tolerable. He apparently drank a little too much, because he fell asleep while jerking. I was feeling a bit tired, and lost my hardon. His hand fell to the side and I felt it touch my leg. I said "dude, move your hand." He didnt respond. I realized that my dick had gotten instantly hard again. I looked over at him, shoot his wrist, and he didnt move. I figured he was out for the night, and I wanted a different experience. I grabbed his wrist and wrapped his hand around my dick. It was awkward, but I used his hand to jerk myself off. I was enjoying everything, and probably moving his wrist a little too hard because I feel his grip tense and a voice say "what the fuck are you doing?"

I stopped moving, and didnt know what to say. I let go of his wrist, but he didnt let go of my dick. I figured he was still a little drunk and out of it. Not sure what to do, for some reason I decided the best move I could make would be to grab his dick and start jerkign him off. He was soft but quickly became hard. TO my surprise he started to jerk me off on his own. I quickly came and got a little on his hand which pissed him off. he came pretty quickly too.

We talked about it the next day, and realized how gay that was. But it felt good, so we continued to do it every once and a while.

I’d like to start off by saying that this is my first attempt at writing so please bear with me.

There was nothing out of the norm about my family or childhood. My dad worked hard at the company he started and would be out of town quite often. His office was that our house and my mom did the secretarial work. This allowed her to be home with my brother, sister, and myself. As we got older she would only be home for one or two days when he was out of town and then she would go to wherever he was. And a lot of ways we were your typical upper middle class family from the Midwest.

There were some differences, though. The type of differences that go unnoticed. My mom wasn’t modest at all. There was nothing uncommon about seeing her in various states of dress. Or even completely nude. It was never anything sexual and being short and overweight, she isn’t what most would consider a milf. So seen her nude, even as a teenager, never led to hidden desires or fantasies. Then, in an instant, all of that changed.

Dad had been called out on a job the day prior. As usual, mom would stay home for a day or two so she could do the banking and such. Those are the night’s that she would either clean everything in the house or just lay in bed reading until the sun came up. Had this been any other night none of this would have occurred. There were three rooms upstairs. My bedroom, my bathroom, and a bonus room where my friends and I would hang out. This meant neither of my parents came upstairs. Ever. Needless to say, I was shocked and confused when the light in the stairway turned on. The door was open but the room was dark and I couldn’t be seen. As mom topped the stairs I noticed she was wearing a hot pink satin chemise that ended about 4 inches below her huge round ass. Something I’ve never seen her wear nor did I know she even owned it. Even though I had seen her in less, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I never got out of the recliner after watching a movie, so mom would have never expected me to be in the bonus room. Especially since my bedroom door was closed. Where I was sitting was completely dark but provided me with an unobstructed view of the entire well lighted hall and bathroom.

With a rapidly growing cock, I watched as she entered the bathroom and started cleaning. The way her huge tits swayed inside the smooth silky material was unlike anything I had ever seen. Her large nipples sticking out like the erasers. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Even more, I couldn’t believe the thoughts and the reaction my body was having. There I was, sitting in the dark, softly squeezing and rubbing my cock, trying to not make any movements or sound, having my first voyeur experience. Unbeknownst to my own mother. Pulling the shower curtain back and reaching to take down the shower head, she stretched as far as she could, rising on the tips of her toes. Providing me with the most amazing view of under bun. When I thought my cock couldn’t get any harder, my body proved me wrong. With the showerhead in hand I watched as she bent over to remove everything from the tub and turned the water on. For the first time in my life I was looking at my own mother’s pussy. Most people would say that they would be grossed out. I used to be one of the people. But after seeing her plump and smooth pussy peeking between her thick thighs, I knew all of my fantasies were about to change. I continued watching her and to shoot finish cleaning the entire bathroom. Part of me was so disappointed as she started walking down the steps. Another’s part of me was relieved because it meant I could finally give my cock some relief. As soon as the hall light was off my shorts were down and my cock was in my hand. I don’t know if I have ever had so much pre-cum even to this day. I also think I set a personal record that night for fastest orgasm.

To avoid acting awkward, I left the house shortly after waking up and getting dressed. Mom called like she normally did as she was leaving town. I almost laughed out loud when she said that she wished she would have been able to see more of me before she left. I apologized and blamed it on having to help a friend move. Before she would let me get off of the phone, she made me promise that we would hang out when she got back. She had no idea how much I meant it when I said that I can’t wait to see her again. I headed home me only after hanging up the phone. My cock throbbing the entire drive there. The moment the store was shut behind me I began stripping off my clothes. Walking down the hall to my parents’ room, I knew what I was about to do was wrong. I had never snooped through my parents belongings. But I had to find that chemise. I had to find out if she had any other sexy items. It didn’t take long to find her drawer of bras and learn that those huge tits I had just became a fan of were 44DDDs. There were some sexy bras I had never seen buried in the back. But something told me that there was more than a couple bras and a chemise. I have always enjoyed seeing a woman in a pair of panties. So it goes without saying that my cock twitched the moment I opened her panty drawer. In the front were the typical mom panties I had seen her in countless of times. Pulling the drawer out further I began seeing bright colors and silky material. I knew I’d found just what I was looking for. Once again, I received another surprise.

Taking a mental picture of the everything’s location, I began to gently remove everything. After removing the first couple pair of sexy underwear is when I noticed a medium sized envelope. Leaving it in its place I continued removing her panties. When I picked up the last three pair is when I first chain laid my eyes on a dildo. It looked to be about 8 inches long, flesh colored, and covered in thick veins. Placing it on her bed beside all of her panties I removed the envelope in laid in the center of my parents’ bed. Completely naked with a hard cock I was surrounded by all of my mom’s silky and lacy under garments. Gripping the fleshy feeling fake cock, I’d twisted the bottom making it start to vibrate. Putting it to my nose I inhaled deeply to try and get my mother’s scent. I have no idea what came over me but it went directly from my nose into my mouth. I had never had any gay or bisexual thoughts. All I knew it is if I had to put a cock in my mouth in older to taste my mom, then I would have let 20 hung studs fuck my face until I had a sore throat and was covered in cum. Fucking my mouth with my mother’s dildo with one hand I opened the envelope with the other. Gently dumping the contents on the bed I couldn’t believe what I saw. At least two dozen pictures of my mom fell out of the envelope in front of me. Immediately dropping her fuck toy out of my mouth, I carefully studied every picture. Putting them all back in the in the exact order that they were, I ran to the computer room and scanned all of them. Making sure I sent them to two separate e-mail accounts and cleared the history I ran back to the room to put everything back. Knowing she wouldn’t be home for couple of days I decided to take her toy cock and a few of her sexiest panties back to my room.

I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel guilty the moment I shot the biggest load of my life into the crotch of her slutty lace cheeky panties as I had the thick cock as deep in my throat as I could. But that feeling quickly went away when I realized that my cock was still hard 15 minutes later. After releasing a few more loads of hot cum I decided to finish looking in the rest of her drawers. I didn’t find anything out of the ordinary and was about to return to my room to spend the rest of the night looking at pictures of my mom stuffing dad’s cock in her mouth and pussy. Deciding to take a quick look in her closet I soon found her stash of magazines containing erotic stories. These weren’t your regular penthouse letters. Every one of them were incest themed. To be continued…

True story on me getting fucked for the first time.

First off I am a guy. Just FYI. Year is 2001. I just turned 18 about two week before. It was the first weekend I could officially get out and do things at 18. Me and my friend David went out on a Friday night. We first bought a pack of cigs and a lottery ticket. Then we went to a strip club. It was pretty awesome. It was full nude and I loved every minute of it. We then decide to go get a porn. So we walked into a porno store. We looked at all the tapes/DVDs. Guys were following us around. I was 18 6'1 160lbs. I now know they wanted a piece of ass. There were booths in the back. Me and david were interested. We walked back there and went to look at the booths. In two booths next to each other there was a hole in the booth. I walked in one and a cock came through. I freaked out "pretended" and we both left.

I knew what it was it was a glory hole. He wanted his cock sucked. Since I was with david i didn't want to seem gay. So we left, and went home. The next day he had to work. I was bored by myself. I could have called some other friends but I wanted to check this out again on my own. So I went back on saturday around 8pm. I brought a few condoms in case i need it. I walked into the store got some change and then walked around a bit. There are a few guys here. Mostly older but there was one about 30 years old. I walked into the booth locked the door and put a dollar in the machine. I began to play with my cock through my ants. The younger 30 guy was looking through the hole at me. He pulled out his cock and started stroking. I could see this through the hole. He put his cock in the hole and pushed it all the way in. Here was a 8 inch cock inches from my face. what else could i do? I took it in my hand and started stroking it. My mouth started to water and my cock got rock hard. I stuck my tongue out and gave the head a flick. He was shaved cut with a big set of balls. i then put it in my mouth a bit and sucked on it. This was my first blow job.

I really wanted to get fucked back. I have never down this. So i put a condom on the cock and slid it down. I pulled down my pants spit on my fingers and worked my hole a bit. I put my ass to the hole. He slide his cock in inch by inch into my ass. then he started pumping away at my ass. faster and faster. He had one last pump and came into the condom.

He pulled out and i could see the cum in the condom. it was awesome. I had to have more cock. I was hooked. I pulled up my pants and walked out of the booth. There were about 4 older guys looking at me. I walked around the store trying to feel them out. One stood out. He was older, He looked like a grandfather from the back. Maybe about 65 or so he had his back to me looking at movies. I walked by him and it was my math teacher Mr Williams. i knew i wanted his cock. I never thought he was this type of guy. He had kids and a wife. I walked by him hoping he would see me. And he did. He looked me dead in the face in horror. I winked at him. And he got the hint. I walked back to the booths. put a dollar in the machine. He walked in and pulled his pants down. He didn't waste time. He stuck his cock through. This was very nice about 7.5 inches but much ticker than the last guy. I started to suck his cock. he started to fuck my mouth. I really wanted him. I took my mouth off his cock and walked out of the booth. He followed suit and walked out of his booth. I went into another booth twice as big with no holes. it was called a buddy booth. there was a bench in this booth. I walked in and left the door open. He came in right behind me. He walked in and shut the door and locked it. He started to un button his pants. I started to pull down mine. i took my pants off and showed him my young boy ass. he started to feel on my ass and touch my cock and balls. I put my knees on the bench and bent over to give him access to my ass. He knew what was happening. I handed him a condom. He rolled it over his cock. I spit on my fingers again and worked my hole to get it lubed up. he put his cock to my hole and slide it all the way in. he started to pump and fill my ass with his cock. He started nice and slow and got faster and faster. i could tell he was about to cum. He did one last thrust and plowed deep in my ass. he came really hard. He whispered in my ear that he has wanted to fuck me for the last 4 years. I told him that we can do it any time if he kept his mouth shut.

We met there every other Saturday for 5 years. I also got an A in his class.

How is that for my first time?

100% True story about my life when I was younger, I want to unload so I can feel better, I'm now a grown Adult btw. Hence the proper spelling and punctuation, unlike many of the fake trolls.

I had many interesting moments while growing up as a kid, I definitely was told I was a handsome and cute boy by almost everyone I knew; which I think was my curse and blessing at the same time because I was molested. But at the same time I didn't feel like a victim, I liked it, and none of it feels like a bad or negative experience.

It all started one day before I went to school, I stupidly stole my step-dad's wallet money and spent it on snacks like reese's etc. from the corner store close to school. I felt like a rockstar passing them out to my friends and everyone else in class, until my dad showed up to my school.

He was so mad he went into my classroom and spanked me in front of all my friends, then dragged me home. He usually isn't this abusive just so everyone knows, he was just really pissed-off that I started stealing; it was just a dumb kid move and I learned my lesson immediately. But the thing was, something must have released his mental libido after spanking me; cause after we got home, he wanted to spank me more. This time it was a much less angry, yet stern �you're still not done getting punished� spank. And this time he wanted to pull down my pants and underwear, and spank me bare.

Keep in mind, we were alone in the house, as I'm an only child, and both my parents worked at the time, but my stepdad obviously left work and took a day off after he found out what I did.

(well, back on track) ..I kinda felt weird and embarrassed when he told me to do that, but he was very persistent, so I finally got to undoing my pants and pulling them down with my underwear, then bent over. He first grabbed my ass in his lap and started groping it, moving my ass cheeks around like if they were fruit, this was a weird feeling, I never had been groped and fondled like that before ever, and the sensation wasn't that unappealing either. Still feeling weird, he then started spanking it, continuously making me twitch in pain, until it was red. I could definitely start to tell he was getting excited, because I felt his cock grow while I was on him; he kept going, watching my reactions as he slapped and groped me. It wasn't long until he was rock-hard. By then my heartbeat was pretty much racing, because this was a completely new experience; watching him get pleasure like this, feeling a fully grown adult for the first time, feeling him get aroused on me. It was a sexual awakening like nothing else..

He then told me to get up. I could see his huge bulge, I could only imagine at the time that he was big. He started looking at my reaction to him; my slight unnerved but curiosity about this entire experience, and his bulge. He then started looking at me strangely, like he was thinking hard, and after a few seconds of watching me look at his member, he started to unzip his pants.

I started feeling really nervous and full of anxiety, as I kept watching him unzip; he pulled out his erect cock, and I remember thinking how it wasn't like anything I ever saw until then. It was of course vaguely familiar, but it was a enormous slightly veiny monster version of what I ever thought it would look like.

He said come closer, and after a few hesitant seconds I complied out of sheer curiosity over it; I remember how he grabbed me by the neck, and gently guided me in, until he had the lips on his head. I remember thinking how it felt so soft, he told me to open up, I felt nervous again, but feeling him in this position, I sort of instinctively felt like doing it anyway, so I trusted him and opened. Then he guided me down. I remember it was a odd smothering feeling, but a good kind of smothering feeling. He started to teach me how to give decent head; and after a few seconds of this, all my anxiety went away, I started enjoying this immensely.

As the minutes passed, he kept teaching me the right way of giving better and better head, and I complied readily, until he started panting and twitching in my mouth, I felt a rush of warm liquid as he kept twitching. But like a good student I kept sucking him off until he finished. As he finished twitching and panting he told me to swallow, I did, and I felt a sour yet kinda milky sweet flavor go down my throat, I gagged slightly, but he then assured me he'd help get me used to it.

Shortly after that, my stepdad let me practice sucking cock on him until I was his �pro�. And one weekend, he surprised me by getting his "friends" he conjured from the net to group around me, and let me suck them all to till they came. I ended up loving doing that for him; it happened more and more as I became popular with his special interest group.

I could go on, but long story short, by then I was looked on in school as that cute boy who might have been �gay�. I was of course picked on because I was a little bit effeminate, and my slightly girlish looks didn't help either.

Then after a while I had an amazing idea, I made friends with all the tough boys by giving out secret blowjobs, in offer for protection, I secretly had the privilege to suck many cocks through grade school, and it wasn't a burden for me; as I very much liked doing that for them. They weren't as big as full grown men, but it was always pleasant to suck them off until they came.

Looking back, I loved those years; I stopped doing this when I reached high school though, and tried to start with a clean slate. I'm bisexual now, if you're wondering, I'm 20.

I completely left that life behind, I still crave to get smothered by some good cock now and then but I just feel better now that I've told some people like a weight's been lifted.

btw, this story wasn't intended to be fapworthy, but to some, I can see how it naturally is.

Thanks if you enjoyed reading my story, I sure enjoyed living it through.

pic related, it's me when I was younger.

I confess that I am a Male and I have a Girlfriend who I've been with for almost 2 years and I love her so much. But it's not enough to satisfy my secret sexual desire to suck a cock and be pounded by a guy. I don't want to say I'm gay, I never want to have a relationship with a guy, but just to have fun. So when ever my girlfriend has classes at college, I go out to a bar and pick up straight guys like me who wants to have a little fun. I take them back to my house and suck their cocks so hard but before they could cum I stop and make them suck my rock hard dick. After that I let them fuck me in the ass really hard and have them cum all over my face. When all of that is done I sort of regret it, but the feeling of wanting a cock in my mouth comes back. I do this at least 3 times a week. Don't get me wrong, I love fucking my girlfriend but it's fun to get fucked by guys with her not knowing.

When I was five I convinced a girl in my class to go behind the bushes and show me her twat, then I made her let me touch it.

I then played doctors with the boy next door and we took turns sucking each other off for a few years before we learned what fags and buggering were

also during that time played truth or dare with another boy, we did all sorts of things on 2 occasions. I wanted it so bad the third time but nothing actually happened, I couldnt stop thinking about his dick in my mouth and how good I would suck it. A few months prior had a sleep over at his and another boy let me bugger him (pretend no penetrating). we played games etc.

then we learned that was all gay and it stopped

pretty much in denial about the whole thing now, amongst other things.