Hi,

I kind of want to hear your thoughts about something that I am kind of insecure about...
I posted this Anonymously because I don't want to attract the "wrong" people. And I please ask for nice comments or thoughts on this... I'm not comfortable with very explicit stuff...
I don't really know how to start...

I'm in my early 20s, I'm a girl, bisexual and like to show myself...

...To be honest, it's not that I show my body or anything around all the time for everyone to see...
I don't dare doing that. I sometimes, when I feel really good or excited(which happens often I'll admit that), I sometimes decide not to wear a bra and then, sometimes, wear something that is just a bit too low cut or too open or I open up my blouse just too much, so it's possible to take a look inside and then I do as if I don't know. But again, I only do this when I am really really excited or very comfortable.

Please notice that I use the word "sometimes" a lot.

Most of the times when I go out bra-less I do wear something more appropriate but I kind of make sure you can clearly see the outline of my boobs under the fabric or like in the summer I love to wear shirts or tops that are tight fit or sleeveless with widecut armholes, so you can see the sides of my boobs. But further than that is out of my comfort zone(maybe hard to believe but it is).
Talking about this gives me somewhat the same warm feeling...

I have an issue admitting to myself that I have this odd behavior ...

A couple of years ago, I googled something like "going out naked in public"(because I would one day like to do that, or something like that but I don't dare to)I had an idea of what I was looking for but was mostly kind of clueless. This site was somewhere in the results. There even are people(men too) that go a lot further than me(this is probably not news to you but for me I didn't know about it and I was feeling very uncertain about the whole situation and didn't dare talking about it). There's a word for it(nymphomania) but I don't like it. There's a kind of negative image to that word and it's too sexually loaded, but that is my opinion...

At work I would never do this, it probably would get me in trouble or get me fired. I wouldn't like that to happen. Inappropriate behavior is not something I would want to be fired for and as a woman you can get a bad reputation very easily.

When I go out and I'm in the mood, I also find it funny and even cute, when I look up and I see the "oh, I've been caught" look on their face and I actually get a kind of kick out of it and it is very arousing and I almost always am blushing too when they look back embarrassed... I'm usually also very careful about when and where I can do it, I only do that when I really like or have feelings for someone or when I'm extremely aroused. Usually guys don't know how to act and girls make me aware of it or give me that look...

It is not really meant to tease anyone but I know it obviously can seem like I do that.
It's part of who I am and I can't help it.

Don't get me wrong, I really like doing this, if I would dare or if it would be possible or acceptable, I would probably be nude all the time.
When I moved in my apartment, the moment mom and dad were gone home, I took it all off and even pulled the blinds all the way up, it was one of the best things I ever felt and it's still the first thing I do when I get home.
I also find it adorable to see the reaction when I invite a boyfriend or a girlfriend over and when I open the door and then I ignore the fact that I am totally naked. I will get dressed when he or she is not that comfortable with it though.

I kind of also want to stress the fact that I don't go around "doing" everybody. I'm not that sexually active. I only do that when I completely trust that person....

Here is my confession, a few months back I was perusing the net checking a few different sites I use for hook ups, there is this one for swingers that I've been using lately and on this particular night I just happened across a profile of a mature couple. The pic had a freshly showered woman wearing sexy lace panties, her back facing the camera, showing off her sexy ass. I couldn't resist and I clicked on the profile and to my shock and awe...it was my parents. Apparently they've been swingers for years and my mom has been living the hotwire lifestyle and is bisexual. She had pics showing off her pussy in incredably sexy outfits and all the commenters were from horny guys wanting to cum in my mom's pussy. I was so turned on I had to take my cock out and jack off, knowing my mom is right next door. The crazy thing is...I think they know. It sends a notice when someone views your profile. They haven't said anything but since then I've found their secret toy stash and their homemade vids and pics. I love cumming to my mom's pics!

It combines shemale part and incest part...let me know wt do u think??

The son is trying to seduce her mom. He knows that his mom is bi-curious. The son have chest like a girl...clean. soft amd smooth.... Mom and son sitting on bed, clothes on (for the moment).
Mom: Yes, now tell me what you wanna talk about?
Son: I wanna tell you the reason why I dont have girl friend.
Mom: Ok, whts it.
Son: Let me show you.
(Son removed his shirt and shows his breasts to her mom.)
Son: Because of tthese i dnt have gf. I am shy with these. I am afraid if I show these to a gal...she will laugh and go away. I have never seen a gal's boobs till now. And I am not sure if mines are like gals.
Mom: No son these are not like gal's....(bt in real..bisexual mom liked those breasts...tht made her horny)
Son: Are you sure? You can touch them and have close look.
(He takes her hand and puts then on his man boobs)
(Mom like them but cant show tht she likes them)
Mom: yeahh they are ...(mom is getting wet and aroused now)
Son: I have not seen boobs till now. So I am not sure.
Mom: I have seen them, I have them. I know.
Son: Yeah....If you can ....dnt get angry....I just wanna confirm if yiu are right. If you can show me (pointing to her boobs), it may help.
Mom: NO...ARE YOU MAD?? DONT TALK TO ME LIKE THAT.!!!!
Son: Yiu have to help me, because of my man boobs I fear i will never have a girl friend. Pls.
Mom: Ok,
(She removed her blouse and tried to open her bra.)
Son: Let me help.
(He took his hands around her body like he is hugging her and removed her bra)
(Son touches her boobs and then checks his)
He starts grabbing her boobs and massaging those. Mom gets into the action. And then you can build up from here.

I confess I’d love to watch my mom used by a group of bisexual girls then enjoyed by the younger cock she so loves 

Any mom and daughter duos looking for a black daddy dom in real life in 2025?
 
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And I’ve spoken to Rebel, bnwo daughters who are looking 👀 for a black daddy for themselves and possibly bring home 🏠 to her biological Mother or Stepmother who is open minded to  Triad relationship in real life as well.

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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…

here's mine. so, last night I was supposed to stay at my dad's which is like 200k from my mom's and thats where my girlfriend is too. anywho, I couldn't make it there so I texted my girlfriend while missing her little get together :( then her best friend went over and she texted me saying "can we sext" i sent back "why the hell not, would (her best friend's name) mind?" she sends "umm (best friend's name) wants to join" so I'm pretty much dying of regret that I didn't go but I say "sure" later on they get pretty drunk, and her best friend has my girlfriend's phone now and she sends me "could i eat her out" at this point i'm like (holy fuck i could've had a threesome... great)but i agree and they do their thing (not getting into specific for you pervs, sorry). her best friend falls asleep and i call my girlfriend and she cutely says the funniest thing "she sucked" i'm completely high at this point so i can't stop laughing at this. we talk until my phone is dead then we sleep. this morning i swear the day is october eleventh 2010. its 11:09am. and her best friend is eating her out again. i'm really happy for my girlfriend actually, i mean, who wouldn't want to be a bisexual girl. i really feel i'm not doing anything wrong, mainly cause she's thinking about me at the very least while getting 4 fingers shoved into her pussy. haha that line was for you pervs by the way. but yeah, my confession really is I technically gave the green light for my girlfriend to be bi. do i get a medal for this? like seriously? for god's sake, in the future i'm probably going to have multiple threesomes. can't wait.

Hi, Another Peeping mother here. I posted on PeepingMom's thread a little while ago and decided to continue with my own thread for those that are interested. I'm not nearly the talented writer she is, so please bear with me.

First off, a little about me: I'm a single mom, 38 years young, nowhere near drop dead gorgeous but I have been called a MILF more than once..lol. I just have one child, 14 year old "Josh" and have been divorced for several years now. Btw, I'm bisexual and don't date many men these days so Josh is my main male attraction.

Like PeepingMom, I don't want to initiate any physical contact with my son as I fear that would ruin the beautiful relationship we have now. I love him with all my heart and would never want to lose him over something caused by my selfish lusty wants. As I said in her thread, I enjoy sun bathing in our back yard in the summer. As a teacher I have the summer off and have plenty of spare time to indulge my never ending quest for the perfect tan.:)

Like PeepingMom, this started with me accidentally seeing Josh masturbating in his room. He was almost 12 at the time and was laying on the bed looking at a Maxim magazine while playing with his cock. His loud metal music was blasting on his stereo which was what initially brought me to his room. Actually, at the time, I was upstairs masturbating myself and he may have not known I was home.

I came down to his room and his door was slightly open and I started to walk in but noticed he was just in his shorts and his dick was out and I immediately walked away in embarrassment. He must not have seen me as the door stayed ajar and the music continued. I felt like an idiot and my heart was racing but I went back and being as inconspicuous as I could peeked in. Fortunately, his back was to me and he was facing the opposite direction from me.

To this day I can't explain what came over me, but I became overcome in lust at that moment and starting fingering my already wet pussy. It's like Josh and I were in perfect timing with each other. The faster he would jerk his beautiful young cock the faster I would finger my dripping wet pussy. As soon as he ejaculated I myself had a powerful orgasm that made my knees buckle.

For weeks on end whenever I bated alone in my bed I would envision Josh jerking off with me and we would cum together to a wonderful climax. It was also about this that I began my sun bathing ritual and would ask him to apply lotion or sun block to my back. More on this tomorrow if there's enough interest and not too many trolls or haters. Thanks for reading my little confession!

I confess I've been fucking a homeless woman for the past 5 days, and have been paying for her cheap hotel room, buying her food too.
It all started last Friday on the 11th of June. I went to the store and this woman was on the sidewalk, her head between her hands looking down at the ground. She had a small sign that read, "hungry and homeless please help." She had dark brown hair, tan skin - and from what I could see a nice figure. She looked to be in her mid 20s, and I approached her, put $5 in her cup and turned around to go inside the store.
I heard a soft, "thank you."
Not looking back I casually said, "no problem, I hope things get better for you."
I went in the store and bought some items, but also thought I should get her something to eat too. So I did. They had sub sandwiches for $5, and I got her one, plus a box of chocolate chip cookies as a desert.
I got out of the store, and she was still there, head between her hands. I placed the sandwich and box of cookies next to her and turned around to walk away.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" she asked, with her soft voice.
I turned around and she was no longer sulking, or hiding her face. She had no makeup on, but was absolutely beautiful. Her blue eyes penetrated me, and then I noticed she had a black eye and a few bruises on her neck.
"Holy shit," I was horrified, "are you okay?"
"I- I am fine. I don't need your pity. This is what happens when you hook up with an abusive asshole. Thank you, god bless you for helping me."
"Look, whoever did that to you..." I searched for the right words, "I hope you don't have any contact with them anymore."
"I don't, that's why I'm homeless. I don't want to go to a shelter, I tried that and someone stole everything I had."
Someone walked by smoking a cigarette, and she asked to bum one.
"Get a job," the guy mumbled.
I pulled out my wallet, "here's two dollars for a cig."
He stopped and pulled a cigarette out and gave me one.
"Be more empathetic," I told him. He shrugged and walked away mumbling under his breath.
I handed her the cigarette, she already had a lighter and with a tiny flick of her thumb it was lit.
She inhaled it deeply, and I noticed she seemed far off and distant for a second as if she was thinking of a better time.
"Not too many people give a fuck about people like me..." she said.
"I try to - but the way society is, well we're all pretty much fucked." I told her.
"Yeah, well you probably got a white picket fence and a house, and me - well I make a lot of bad decisions, as you can tell." She lifted up the cigarette gesturing that smoking was one of them.
My dick started thinking for me at this point. She was pretty, had a nice body, nice tits. Her face was rounded with nice cheek bones. She was a bit dirty. Her shirt was stained, and she obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Her jean shorts were faded and ripped.
I was attracted to this woman, and blurted out, "If you need a place to stay..." I stopped myself. I didn't know her, and certainly couldn't invite her back to my place.
She looked me in the eyes and I could tell she was about to cry.
"If you need a place to stay I could get you a hotel for a few nights. Get you some food, try to help you get on your feet. Help you apply for jobs."
She smirked as a tear rolled down her dirty face, "No. I don't need you to be my savior. I'll be okay, really."
"I'm not looking to be your savior, nothing like that. I try to help people as much as I can. I don't have anyone in my life that I have to pay for, I'm a 38 year old loser to be honest. Sure I have a good paying job, I have my own place - but... well. What do I have to show for it."
"You have a house, probably a wife, kids..." She said looking down at the sidewalk.
"I don't, that's what I mean - I don't have anything to show for all of my accomplishments... so if I can help you, it makes me feel better about my life. Understand?"
She put her cigarette out on the sidewalk, grabbed her backpack and got up. She was sexy, with toned legs, nice hips, perky full breasts - her nipples poking through her stained shirt. If she took a nice hot shower, she would clean up well. Perfect 10 in my book.
"I'm in a bad situation, I guess I need all the help I can get at this point."
We walked to my car and I opened the door for her, she laughed a little.
"And they say chivalry is dead," she said as she shut the door.
I got in and started my car. I knew there was a cheap hotel a few miles down the road. We had a bit of small talk, she said she went to college for finances but dropped out because she met her ex that she 'fell madly in love with,' but that the relationship turned out to be a complete nightmare.
I asked if she had parents, or siblings that could help her out, and she got pretty quite.

"When I was a teen, my family went on a road trip that I refused to go on. They didn't even leave the city and their car was hit by a drunk driver. I lost my mom, my dad and my brother. The police showed up at the house and that's how I found out. So I got put into the foster care system until I reached 18... then I left. No aunts or uncles, nobody. Grandparents passed when I was a child, I don't remember them. I'm all by myself, and I have been since my parents died. My foster parents were loaded. They paid for all of my college, but when I dropped out because of my ex, they pulled all their funding and disowned me... which is completely understandable but I just can't forgive them for turning their backs on me. I know I'm not even their own flesh and blood, so they didn't even need to pay anything after I left."
I didn't say anything. I felt bad for her. She was completely alone.
We got to the hotel, $55 a night, which wasn't bad. I could surely afford to house her there for a few days.
I went in and paid for 5 days. With tax it was just under $300. I got the key and went back to my car and handed it to her.
"It's all yours. Just don't trash the place okay?" I said laughing.
She laughed, "Hey you're welcome to come in, I like talking to you. I haven't talked about this shit in a very long time."
My dick woke the fuck up, "Sure, it's good to get bad things we've experienced out of our systems. I'd be happy to talk to you about anything you want!"
We went to the designated room and she unlocked it, she went in first and I followed her.
Someone had the air conditioner cranking full blast, and the room felt like it was 50F degrees.
She turned it off, then turned around towards me.
"Look at me, inviting a guy to a hotel room and I don't even know his name..."
"I'm Jason, nice to meet you..." I left it open because I didn't know her name either.
"Judy," she said as she plopped her backpack on the bed. She opened up her backpack and pulled out some red and white underwear and walked over to the sink. She turned on the water and soaked them, using soap to scrub them.
"Ugh, I barely ever get to wear clean clothes - so I do my best to keep at least my underwear clean!"
"I mean, yeah - I'd probably do the same thing too if I was in your situation."
She stopped washing them and hung them over the ledge of the counter near the sink to dry. Judy tried to fix her hair up in the mirror as best she could, but she really needed a brush.
"Hey, if you want I can buy you a brush or whatever... do you need anything else?"
She paused and looked in the mirror at my reflection still standing by the door.
"Am I a kept woman now? Are you going to buy me all these things and keep me locked away in your tower?" She seemed a bit agitated.
"No! I'm not like that, I just wanted to help you out. Look, I'll let you be - I just really understand how things can really get bad."
I turned to open the door, "Take care of yourself, ok?"
"Hey wait, I'm sorry... I'm just... No one has ever tried to help me like you have... tell you what, you can get me deodorant and a brush. Maybe some red lipstick and some blush? A toothbrush and toothpaste? See, I'm getting greedy now." She was smiling.
"Ok, consider it done!"
"I'm going to take a shower, clean up - can you go get that stuff? I'd love to sit down and talk to you more."
I did. I went to a store and got her everything she asked for. I thought about getting a pack of condoms but then thought there wasn't any point. I was there to help her, not fuck her. Yes I wanted to fuck her but given she was abused, she's probably not going to want to have sex. So about 25 minutes later I was back at the hotel room, and knocked on her door.
She opened the door, her hair was still wet, she changed her shirt to a black shirt that revealed a lot more cleavage, and I could see a perfect outline of her tits. Her nipples were very obviously erect. She also changed her pants to jogging pants. She smelled of hotel room soap and shampoo. Her eyes caught me checking out her tits, but she didn't say anything at all. She was very beautiful all around.
I went in and sat down in the single chair that occupied the hotel room. She bounced on the bed and found the TV remote on the side table, clicking the TV on. She flipped through some channels and then turned to me, ignoring the TV.
"So what's a nice guy like you single for? I mean not that I'm any catch or anything like that... but honestly - no girlfriend? No wife? What's up with that?"
"Judy, sometimes life throws bullshit at you, ya know?" I said, kinda looking down, a bit embarrassed about being single.
"I was engaged once. I was going to marry someone but she decided she liked a fat tow truck driver instead... so one day I came home early from work and this fat greasy bearded ugly dude was fucking my fiancé, right on the bed. She yelled at me like it was my fault. Her tow truck driver fuck buddy got off her and charged at me, so I got into a huge fight with him. He fractured 2 of my ribs, I busted his eye socket and jaw. Cops came, he was arrested for assault. That was 10 years ago."
"Oh damn Jason, I'm so sorry. People are such assholes."
"That, they are."
She pointed to her black eye, "see this? This is what happened to me when I caught my ex doing meth. I smelled something funny and when I found him he was smoking it. Something broke in him, idk what happened because the next thing I remember I was waking up on the floor with a pounding headache. That was a few days ago. I packed a bag and left. It's not like things were good between us anyway. He was fucking this other woman, I really didn't care because I'm bisexual and ok with open relationships, but he started paying more attention to her. Turns out she was doing heroine, and he started to do it too. Then they got into meth, and I warned him that I'd leave him if he didn't clean himself up. It got worse, and I fell out of love with him. I just stayed there because I had no where else to go, and no one else to turn to. Well, after waking up when he knocked me out I knew it was time to leave." Judy looked sad as she remembered the traumatic events.
"Hey, I'm sorry that shit happened to you, but you're safe now ok? Judy look at me."
She did.
"You are safe now," I said again.
"Hey Jay, come over here and join me on the bed so we can watch some stupid program that we don't even give a fuck about," she said wiping a tear away.
I sat on the bed, away from her.
"Get over here!" she pointed to the empty spot next to her, "damn you're so fucking shy it's cute!"
I moved next to her. She put my arm around her and snuggled into my chest. She put the remote down and looked up at me, and kissed me. I felt her bite my lower lip, and then her tongue (which was pretty long) push deep into my mouth. My tongue found hers, and I pulled her body close to mine. My cock was throbbing hard. Poking through my jeans. I didn't want to make any moves, I wanted to take things slow, out of respect for her - but she had other plans.
Her hand found my cock, she unzipped and unbuttoned my pants. She took her shirt off revealing perfect breasts. I slid my pants off, then took my shirt off as we passionately embraced each other.
She took off her jogging pants, revealing that she hadn't shaved her pussy in a while.
"I haven't fucked anyone in 6 months," she panted. I laughed and she gave me a confused look.
"I haven't fucked anyone in over 5 years," I told her.
Our lips met again, my hands cupping her breasts. They were so soft! My hand glided down to her beautiful round ass, which was just as soft as her succulent tits! She pulled away from my kiss and licked and sucked my neck. Judy pushed me down on the bed and engulfed my cock in her mouth.
She moaned as her mouth slid up and down my shaft. My hand found her pussy and I slipped a finger inside her. She was soaking wet and dripping. Judy began to ride my finger, and I put another one inside her. I felt her muscles clench around my fingers as her tongue licked and flicked the tip of my cock. Then she mounted me. When she did, she screamed with pleasure. I grabbed on to her waist, looking up at her perfect body.
"Oh Jason, yessss" she moaned.
I was already feeling like I was going to cum, it was building up and my dick was getting even harder inside her.
"Oh Judy, slow it down babe, it's been a while..." I panted.
She sped up, she tightened her juicy cunt around my cock and smiled.
"Ohhh you're going to like this Jay..." she said, sliding me in and out perfectly.
And I did. I liked it. I came so hard in her I nearly passed out. All of my nerves convulsed, I could feel each ejaculation pumping inside her, filling her."
She could feel me too, and she loved it. She kept bucking as I came, and moaned louder. My erection didn't go down and she kept fucking me. I turned her over and started drilling her missionary. I kissed her lips as her nice tits bounced to each thrust I pumped inside her. I must have cum inside her a lot, I could feel it dripping down my balls.
"Oh right there," she moaned.
So I kept pumping her in the same spot. Her body twitched and her eyes rolled back.
"JASON, I'm going to cum all over that cock!" I increased thrusts and started pumping her harder and harder, I was going to cum again, I was going to cum too!
I filled her again.
We laid down and held each other for hours.
The first thing out of my mouth, "obviously you're not on the pill..."
"Obviously," she said as if it was a stupid question.
I stayed the night in her arms. Saturday, Sunday, and Monday I fucked her and came inside her even more. I offered to pay for her hotel a few more nights, but then decided to let her stay at my place.
"Would you like to come home with me? I mean, I just am offering..."

So that's where I'm at. She agreed to give it a try, to see if it will work out. I asked her to be my girlfriend, she said yes. Today is Wednesday, she's at my house - I'm at work. She's looking for a job.
So what do you think? I've never been with a woman that is so sexy. She cleaned up really well. I've gotten her more clothes, and she puts makeup on even though I tell her she doesn't need it.

I do have feelings for her, and even my brain is teasing that I have a future with her - maybe even marriage... but I asked her something...
"Why would you even be interested in me, I'm not handsome."
"Feelings have nothing to do with looks, and honestly you're not ugly at all, give yourself some credit. Plus, I have a fetish for older guys and you fit my fetish quite nicely, daddy."
I laughed.
"No, I'm serious - it's a kink. If we're going to be together we need to be open and honest with each other. If you ever want to fuck another woman, now that we're in a relationship, we'll have to have that talk ok? Don't get me jealous, it's hard to do but being deceitful will wreck what we have."
"Honestly, you're the first woman I've been with in a very long time Judy."
SO that's where we are at rn. In some ways, I kind of hope I got her pregnant... but I'm also worried that she's gonna run back to her old boyfriend and leave me. I know it's a long story, and for that I do apologize... peace.

I'm a 38-year old, bisexual male pervert, pretty well fully developed, run the gamut of doing the sex clubs, the swinging, the BDSM, the occasional streetwalker. And I'm realizing now, the only thing that gets me off anymore is the most degrading, male-dominant porn possible. Not even talking elaborate Japanese rope bondage here - just whatever has the most large things being stuffed into holes that don't fit. More or less, everything Max Hardcore does, although I can do without the clown makeup.

So, the long and short of it is that I trace most of this back to my mom - quite literally. In her bedside table were copies of the "Sleeping Beauty" BDSM novel by Anne Rice, some Anais Nin, and a couple of Nancy Friday's books. I was about in 5th grade when I stumbled across those. And, her vibrator - a tasteless, 70s beige plastic bullet.

I spent many a long afternoon while Mom was at class, laying on her bed and masturbating slowly while flipping through these books. I was quite the good reader, and had no doubt of what was going on, although a few things were hard to picture. Later on, my mom walks in on me trying a couple things out with the neighbor kid my age, and just nervously backs out of the door. Never says a word about it.

There's more like this, leading up to my getting caught peeping on her fucking her husband - a guy 15 years younger. This guy had a tiny cock, which I knew because I also found his penis extender while going through their stuff. This guy was into porn - he got unmarked brown envelopes each month from some porn club. Needless to say a few of them found their way into my stash.

Once in a while they'd rent a porno. The last one I discovered was "Taboo," which I watched mouth gaping. I would have been probably in 8th grade then. Soon after that I was caught outside their door peeping - and again, she just pretended it never happened.

I really want to tell her all this. I want to get all of the repressed things never talked about in the family out on the table, and deal with it. I've spent a while today trolling the local adult classifieds where she lives, which was tremendously exciting. It would be ideal if I could find her online somewhere, or lure her into clicking on some spam, to soften her up.

In the very vivid fantasy I had today, I totally faced envisioning what it would be like to talk to her about it. Send her an email, asking her a few vague questions, and suggest a time we can really talk? Wait until I can see her face to face?

I want it to be on the phone, though, because I don't want her to see me masturbating until I'm ready. I want to start off by asking her about those books. How much had she ever done that was in them? Did she know I spent all that time beating off in her bed?

Right at the end of high school I started fucking a student teacher (former), that was 15 years older than *me*. I wasn't very discrete about it, taking the phone down to the basement on the 50' cord to have phone sex with my older lover, who I dominated out of instinct. She knew and said nothing.

I want to be jacking off while I talk about all this, straining to catch hints of emotion on her voice, guilt, or arousal or horror. To know in that moment that I'm about to really not just push the envelope, but drive my cock right through the fucker, with potentially disastrous and career- and family-ending consequences if I read it wrong.

But right now, I'm so sure I'm not wrong. I've heard how she sounds like when she cums. I've heard her begging in a little girl voice to suck cock. If I go at her where she is vulnerable, I think her tight control will just crack wide open. Absolute truth might be laid bare, and then just sit there and stink. It would be taking a step that to most would put me outside the world of the human, either a beast or a god.

I'm going to keep thinking about this and posting here. More to come.

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