I remember when my brother died. It was a car accident. I was surprised how intact his body was, especially considering when I heard �car accident� I had expected him to be in as bad a condition as our parents were after their accident. I wouldn�t let any of the other morticians touch him. This was my job and I was going to do it. He didn�t look half bad once I cleaned the blood off him. As beautiful as ever. Maybe even more so. I loved him too much to let him go without a proper goodbye� but I tried as hard as I could to restrain myself- just like I had done in life. No matter how hard he begged his big brother to fuck him, I wouldn�t let myself give in without a good fight. There was no fight to be had this time. There was no begging. No beautiful green bedroom eyes being flashed at me. Just his cold dead body bared before me. It was weird feeling his skin so cold. It had always seemed to feel like he was on fire when he was alive. If it didn�t turn my on so much it would have made me cry. Once I finished putting the finishing touches on him I couldn�t hold back. I knew this was the last time I would be alone with him and I couldn�t let him go like this. He knew that I sort of made a hobby out of fucking the attractive young men who came through the morgue and we had talked about if and what I would do to his body if he ever died. I had always hoped that I would die before him, so I didn�t think I�d ever get a chance to actually do the things we talked about. But there he was. Laying in front of me with such a perfect erection that I couldn�t help but strip down and climb on for one last ride. I had always loved riding my baby brother�s cock, but I had no idea how much I would miss his moaning. The silence was eerie and made me want to break down crying so I just imagined what he would say to me if he were alive. I imagined the way he would moan and all the little noises he would make. I imagined him calling my name. I imagined all the snarky remarks he would cast up at me with that sly smile of his. I had no idea how long it took me to cum but it probably wasn�t long at all. I loved my baby brother and his cold hard cock. Even dead he knew how to please me better than most guys I�ve hooked up with.
I like to imagine this was part of my grieving process. Like I never would have been okay with letting him go if I hadn�t of had this experience.
I miss him more than anything and there isn�t anything I wouldn�t give to be able to see him again, but this was one of the best nights we had ever spent together.

originally i came here to wank to other peoples confessions, then i saw some pics, which led me to thinking about a girl i knew, so i figured id share.
i confess i never fucked this girl when i had the chance. i was 17, she was 15. i meet her and her friends at an amusement park. i ended up going out with her friend who ended up being a psycho. the whole time i was dating her friend, we would talk on msn. one night she asked me what my favorite color was, blue pink or black. i said blue and black. she ended up emailing me a picture of her in her panties, all 3 colors. she told me to delete them, but i had them saved on my email anyways.
i confess i deleted them when i started dating my current gf who goes through all my personal info, had she found the pictures, we would have split. i actually deleted all my porn cause of my current gf. i had like 14gbs of porn saved up for 6 years. i also confess to deleting all of it.
anyways, back to this girl. her name is ashley H. for security purposes. you could probably still find her with that little info, you guys are good like that haha. we kept in contact for a while after me and her friend broke up, but never really got together, mostly because she lived 3 hours away, and we had no way of reaching each other.
before when i used to know her, i dont think she realized how hot she was, which is killing me right now, cause shes a fuckign bomb shell now. i made some other accoutn on fb to add her and try and talk to her because she moved away to another province,and had i msged her via my fb, my gf would find it and so on.
ive thuoght about emailing her from my email, asking if she rememebrs me and the pics she sent me. reminding her i didnt send her any in return, and if she wanted to exchange again. id have to be pretty sly though so my gf doesnt find out.
from what i know she doesnt seem to sleep around much from what i can stalk, but i hope she does. she looks like a great whore.
quite frankly, i dont really care what some trolls might think about my rant about missing out on this girl, wether its real or not. it is to me, i just wanted to share is all. enjoy some pics, i'll see if i can recover my old email and deleted photos.
the pic attached is from when i used to know her. i'll add more pics of what she looks like now. hopefully one of you pervs know her.

I confess that I just got a 30 year old Vietnamese woman to get completely naked for me on cam. Met her on an adult chat board the other night where she started asking me questions on how she could convince her boyfriend to let her have a threesome. She told me she's in Vietnam, he in New York. She's supposed to fly there to see him for the holidays and wants to have a threesome with him and another guy while she's there. We've been talking about this for the last two days. About an hour ago she was simul-texting me and her boyfriend at the same time and he apparently got fed up with her asking him about the threesome and signed off for the night. She texted me he'd left and wanted to know how she could convince him. I said "Maybe he's afraid you're to good looking and whoever you bring in won't just let it rest as a one and done. Let me see what you look like".
Her response "Do you want to see all of me?"
"Nude you mean," I asked.
"Yes" she responded.
"Sure, if you want." She sent me a request for a video chat and there she was, sitting with her shirt open and these two beautiful little breasts that had the brightest pink nipples you've ever seen staring back at me. She didn't show her face and kept nervously closing then reopening her shirt.
"Take it off." I said. She hesitated for a second then slipped it off her shoulders.
"Do you like?" She asked in her stilted accented English.
"Very much" I responded. "Are you going to take those panties off and let me see all of you"
Her hands hovered over her waistband. She moved them away, covered her chest with one arm, sat in silence for a minute or so, then finally laid on her back and slipped them off. She then turned on her side so I could see all of her. 
"Let me see between your legs" I ordered. She brought her legs up to cover her crotch, then stretched them out again, then finally brought herself up to her knees, spreading her legs just far enough for me to catch a glimpse of her mound. 
She leaned forward towards the camera and said "I going to hang up now" and that was it. Show over. I texted her how it felt getting naked for a complete stranger and she responded that she felt nervous but excited at the same time.
I asked if she was turned on any. She said she was. 
I said I would really have liked to watch you touch yourself. She responded "maybe next time" and then told me she had to get off as she had to go back to work.
Before she signed off I asked her her if she was going to tell her boyfriend about this and she responded that he didn't need to know.  She ended the conversation with "Talk to you later (sly smiley face)" which I interpret as more interesting things to come in the future.

So a little while back, I posted a few pics of mom. Now to tell you a bit about it. Growing up in a single parent home, you get use to things and test boundaries often. But you also look to get out as soon as possible to venture on your own. Well that is just the case here as well.
Growing up, mom would have boyfriends here and there. Some were serious, while others just seemed to be what I started to figure out as just booty calls or fuck buddies. That is how I was able to find pics of her on her computer. Coming home for a weekend, mom was at her computer when I walked in and she quickly closed her laptop and gave me a hug and kiss hello. I guess she figured she needed to get stuff out for my old room as she immediately went and got clean sheets and a blanket out of the closet. Like I haven't known how to make my own bed and change sheets??
Well, I figured I would check my emails after having been on the road to come home for the weekend. And that is when I got the surprise of a lifetime. There was mom, on a sex site and her profile was up. Now I am no dummy, I always knew mom was sexy and would always try to steal glances whenever possible. I do the same with my sister as well. Again, I am no dummy. You see a sexy and hot woman, you take notice. Anyway, I made sure to check and see what her screen name was and noted what site she was on. I later would make my own profile on there and get in touch with her. I wanted to see what all I could find out.
I knew mom was a bit of a freak and a wild one in bed when she was having sex. Walls are only walls and they only prevent you from seeing, but not hearing. That is until I figured out a way to watch her. And since my room was next to hers, I made sure that I got plenty of looks whenever possible. That weekend trip was torture as I wanted to get home and get my profile started. I knew mom was a sexual freak, but I wanted to know how bad and in every way possible.
Once home, I got on that site before I even unpacked my car. Uploaded some pics that I thought would interest her enough to begin talking and "getting to know each other" so to speak.I didn't take long at all. And as soon as the chatting started, it got interesting quick. Oh by the way, I didn't see her whole profile that first time, I was still sort of shocked and by the time I thought of it, I figured I had better get off her computer before she came back in and realized that she was still on that site when I walked in. So when she sent a request to be "friends" I was all too happy to accept. Well, I was even more shocked to see what all it was that she was into sexually. No wonder I was able to hear her all the time. After alot of emails and pic sharing, I simply couldn't stand it anymore. I knew that I had to fuck her. The only question was, how do I go about it? That took time for me to figure out.
Well, I finally figured one out. I figured I would make an attempt to get her to meet me and when would she be available to get together. I suggested the following weekend and she gave me an excuse that her kids would be at home all weekend and that she wouldn't have time for anything like that. But maybe the following weekend if that were possible. I knew that she was giving me a line of bullshit as me and my sister both were not going to be there. She was going to be with one of her fuck buddies the whole weekend. JACKPOT, is what I thought. So after a day or 2, I called her on the phone and asked if it was okay if I came home for that very same weekend. Mom is pretty skilled in the art of being sly as she didn't miss a beat with saying that I was always welcome to come home for the weekend whenever I wanted. She said that I had keys and if she wasn't home when I got there, to make myself comfortable and go about doing whatever it was I felt the need to do.
I figured that I would get ahold of some friends and make plans to hit a few bars for drinks and whatnot. I messaged mom when I got home and told her that my friends were picking me up so if she sees my car and I am not there, I went out with them to hit the bars. Well much to my surprise, the 3rd bar we hit always has a mixed crowd in it from young to old. And what I saw had my heart and my cock beating so fast and throbbing so hard, I almost lost control of myself then and there. Mom was dressed so sexy and was out with her "date" dancing away and having a great time it seemed. I thought about saying hello and introducing myself, but I had other plans in mind. I told my friends we should go and hit another place for drinks. That I didn't want to ruin my moms date and have her feeling awkward at all. But I did need to see if I could find out how sly she really was.
So once we left, I messaged her telling her that I was going to crash at my buddies house since we are going back there with our whole group to party the rest of the night. She again didn't miss a beat with saying that she was sorry she wasn't home, that she went to an early movie with a friend and they were just having dinner and enjoying a quiet night at the moment. She is such a good liar, that had I not just seen her 5 minutes earlier, I would have believed it. I asked her to simply message me when she gets home as I wanted to make sure she got there safely. Nothing that I wouldn't say out of the ordinary. But that would be key in my plans. So safe in the knowledge after her saying she would, I proceeded out for a few more drinks. But I really couldn't get the picture of her out of my head and I told my friends that I would catch them tomorrow and that I was going to walk home. By this point, we weren't that far from mom's house and it would let me work out what all I had in mind.
I got home pretty quickly for walking too. I knew it was from being excited with the anticipation of mom coming back home with her "date" and getting to see her in action. Suddenly the thought occurred to me that she may very well not come home at all with her date and go to his house. That thought hadn't entered my brain and I quickly started thinking that what I thought was a foolproof plan, was full of holes and I had played the fool. Time seemed to drag on and on but then suddenly my phone went off and it was a good thing that I had it on vibrate only, because the ring would have been a dead give away that I was home. I hadn't heard her come in and wondered what the hold up was, she said she was home safe and sound. I started to think she had lied about that too. I had to find out. So just to be sure, I quickly and quietly made my way to my sisters room since hers faces out towards the front. I would see if she was in her car and just getting her stuff out.
What a sight that I suddenly see. Being on the 2nd floor, I literally have a birds eye view of mom in the passenger seat and her date behind the wheel of her car. There is mom face deep giving the guy what appears to be an amazing blow job and her dress pulled up with him vigorously fingering her pussy. My cock went so hard in that moment, I thought that it might split the skin.
I made sure to get back into my room as fast as possible for what I just knew was going to be an amazing show. I had previously bought a few remote wireless spy cams and had already set them up and linked them to my laptop. I put my time to good use prior to heading out earlier in the night. I activated the cams and got myself set. I had to clear space in the bedroom closet to set it all up because I didn't want anyone else to stumble upon what I had planned. This also gave me added cover just in case mom decided to do a check to make sure that she was alone with her date. Apparently I didn't need to worry about that. After a few more minutes, in walks mom and her date and they were not going to waste any time it seemed. Mom was already stepping out of her dress. And she either went pantyless the whole night or she had them stripped off from earlier. Either way, they were both more then ready to go.
Like I said earlier, mom is very vocal when she is fucking and it seems that the walls drowned out more than what I thought. Some things I never did hear, I mostly heard the parts of her wanting to be fucked harder and deeper or faster. Not the little things that seemed to be said.
Her date literally picked her up and threw her on the bed. Then went into what seemed to be attack mode. He got in between her legs and started licking and sucking on her pussy with such enthusiasm and lust, that I was a bit envious. I thought I loved going down and eating pussy, but this guy was like a man possessed and a master. He wasn't down there long when I got to see the greatest thing in the world. My mom in total ecstacy and in full orgasm. Then, SQUIRTING!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!! Mom is a squirter!!! I hadn't even realized that I was stroking my cock until that moment. Because seeing mom squirt all over the place sent me over and I came right then and there. It was all I could do to burst out of the closet, head in there and start to fuck her right then and there. But the best was still to come.
Seems that since he already came from the car blow job, and mom already squirted from her tongue lashing, they both needed to take a bit of a break. So, he made his way back downstairs to get drinks for the 2 of them. My heart about stopped when mom got her phone out and took a few pics. I would later see them on her profile. It looked like she might be trying to upload them right then and there. Then suddenly my phone went off and I about jumped out of my skin. Mom had messaged and asked if I would be home for breakfast or if she should plan on cooking for only herself. I knew I couldn't answer right that very second, so I knew what I would do. I waited until they started to play around again to send my response. Once I thought they were getting worked up enough, I sent my reply. Not to cock block the guy, I knew he would be balls deep in mom before long soon enough anyway. Just to see the response and reaction. I told her that I would be home for breakfast, but she didn't need to feel like she had to cook or anything. I also said that I was glad she was home safely and hope she had a good night.
It was such a turn on seeing them in a 69 position when her phone went off. They both seemed like it was an inconvenience but mom said she had to check and that she would turn the phone off after she did. Mom responded and said that she would see me in the morning and that she was a bit tired and going to go to bed shortly and there was no need to respond back. Again such a good and sly little liar. When her date asked her who it was, she told him that it was me and that I wouldn't be interrupting them any longer tonight. What was said next damn near made me cum without so much as touching myself. He said to her, "So, do you really spy and peek in on your son when he's home? I mean some people say they do that and it is just a fantasy and only think about it. But do you really watch him showering?" And if that didn't about make me cum, her response almost killed me. She said, "I absolutely do. Every chance I get. And he has no idea. I almost had to cancel tonight since he came home for the weekend. But since he was going out with his friends, I figured no need for me to sit here all by myself. And even luckier that he isn't going to be here until the morning. So you can't stay the night, but you can still fuck me as long as you want." I felt light headed, horny and an all kinds of other emotions I can't begin to name.
She then went on to say, "Remember how I told you about the last time he came home? I had forgotten that I was in his room the night before and camming with that other guy from out of town I see occasionally." Total shock envelopes me at this point. But he seems to know but can't put it all together right away. So mom says, "Remember how I told you that is the guy that is into incest and loves to not only do it, but role play it as well. So whenever we cam, I go into my son's room. Now, we don't role play mom and son, but brother and sister. And I act like its his room I am in while he is away. It gets pretty hot pretending he is my brother and watching his sister get off in his room. Especially when I squirt. So whenever he comes down, we fuck in my son's room. When my son got home I had forgotten to change the bedsheets and blanket. I had to rush and do it as soon as I saw him walk in. My heart about stopped. I was so exhausted from squirting and getting off that I completely forgot about it. I thought I was busted for sure that day."
BETRAYAL!!!! That was the first thing that I thought about. "How could she do that?" I wondered. But then again, wasn't I doing just as bad as her? Then, I began to realize everything that had really been said. Mom watches me shower and spies on me whenever possible. (note to self, check room for hidden cams ASAP!!) So he asked her "Why is it that you 2 never roleplay mom and son? Seems like you want to." She simply says, "He gets off more on brother/sister or daddy/daughter and I know that I am not able to pull off the daughter role for him. Which is fine with me." He asks, "Well if you could do it, would you?" And with more enthusiasm than I would have ever thought, she replies, "Why? Do you want to play? I wouldn't want you to get uncomfortable pretending to be my son. Especially when you start to really pound me hard. You know how loud and vocal I get sometimes. I have no idea how bad I will be. Because if we start off role playing, we aren't stopping until we are done. Just so we are clear." With that, he says to her, "So mom. Can you suck my cock again? Because once you get me hard, I am going to fuck your brains out. Unless you don't think your son can get you off like those other guys have." The smile that came to her face is etched into my memory to this day.
Once she had him hard as a rock, he proceeded to fuck her so hard and so fast that I thought they were not only going to break the bed, but pound it through the fucking floor. During this whole time and scene being played out in front of my via my spycams, I came so many times that I had nothing left in me to come out. But still a raging hard on and wanting and wishing that I was in there and fucking her for real. They were really into it too. Going into every position imaginable and her squirting again and again and again. It seemed almost as if it was neverending. Then, the finale. He says to her, "Mom, I am going to cum. And I am going to cum deep inside you. What do you think about that huh?? Having your son cum inside your sweet wet pussy? You like that?" So mom locks her legs around his waist and says, "Sweetheart, I wouldn't have let you cum anywhere else anyway. And I am glad that you want to and are going to cum inside me. I'll just have to make sure to go and get a morning after pill tomorrow after breakfast just in case honey. Okay?" And with that, he lets loose inside her. I was transfixed. Frozen. I don't even remember if I was breathing or not at that moment. They then lay there together, completely content. Breathing heavy and sweating. Seemingly to be one person at that moment.
It didn't take them long to get themselves sorted out and for him to get dressed and ready to leave. But while they did, he did seem all at the same time, happy yet jealous. Like he was happy that he gets to fuck her, but jealous because he knows that she not only has thought about it, but now actually acted out fucking me, her son. Who she has been thinking about fucking for awhile it seems and spying on me for who knows how long.
So he asks her, "So what did you think? And what does this mean from now on?" She says, "I loved it!! It was so erotic and intense. I have never squirted so many times in the same night. And you know perfectly well that I haven't. And it doesn't mean anything. So we pretended that you were my son. Nothing more." I knew in that moment what he was looking for. He said, "No. I mean what does this mean as far as you actually doing it now? I mean you have been spying on him. You even cam and get off in his room with your out of towner and fuck him in there as well. Now that you pretended to fuck him, you mean to tell me you won't actually try to fuck him?" I held my breath yet again for her response. Which was, "Would I fuck my son for real? I can't honestly answer that. I have seen his girlfriends and I am not stupid, I know that he gets his share of women. And girls talk, even though I am his mom, they aren't afraid to talk about what he does so well and what they like and don't like. Plus, I wouldn't even begin to know how to seduce him and go about it all and not freak him out." I am actually a bit shocked when he says, "Well, you never know and never will know unless you try. If he's smart, he wouldn't pass it up. And I am sure that he already spies on you or at least has spied on you before. All boys do it to their moms growing up. And never sell yourself short, you can run with those other girls as well. Remember, he is your son, and you do know his likes and dislikes. Use it to your advantage. I am sure you can do it. You know how to be subtle."
And with that, they kiss each other good bye and mom locks up for the night. I wait until I think she is sound asleep, and then begin turning everything off. I can't wait until morning and breakfast. I have no idea how I will be able to not let on about everything that has gone on tonight. Even when I "talked" to mom on that adult sex site, she never mentioned anything about incest in any of her fantasies or kinks. I figured she has to completely and utterly trust those she tells that information to and it doesn't come easily or lightly. And I am all the more glad and thankful for it. Because, real soon, mom is going to be in for the shock of her life. Not to mention the fucking of hers and mine.
More to come later. Sorry if this was too long, but I felt I had to at least give a sense of how it started and built up. Yes, mom and I fuck on a regular basis. I will post more on that like I said. Thought you might like to know how it all started though. Until next time you fellow pervs and incest lovers. You know what they say, Incest really is the Best.

I'll warn you this is really long, but I am so thrilled by our weekend I need to tell someone and I can't say anything to my real world friends so why not the ML community.

I'm coming out of the haze of an incredible weekend. So incredible that I needed to call in sick to work this morning. My girlfriend Sarah and I had house guests for the weekend...another couple, Mark and Heather, who are a married couple about our age that we met on vacation in the Caribbean earlier this year. We had a great time on vacation with them going out drinking, to the beach and on a charter sailing trip for a day. Everyone was quite flirty with each other on vacation, but nothing more came of it besides Sarah and I saying how cool they were and me mentioning that Heather was pretty freaking hot in a bikini.

After heading home we stayed in touch over FB and email and since we live in a city where tons of tourists come on summer trips, we invited them to visit for a weekend to see the sights. You never know how a weekend like this was going to go since being on vacation is a lot different mentality than being at home. They drove the 8 hours from where they lived arriving Friday afternoon at our house. I was home already from work but Sarah hadn't gotten home yet. We sat outside on the deck and had some drinks waiting for Sarah. She got home and said hi and received nice friendly kisses from both of them. Then they gave us a present they brought which was a framed picture of all four of us from vacation and also some homemade pot brownies...a homage to the nice big joints we all shared together at the resort on vacation.

After a few more drinks we decided we should clean ourselves up and head out for dinner and more drinks. Mark and I were done quickly and met back up in our kitchen for another scotch. Knowing they were "cool" as the expression goes, I offered up a couple of lines of blow that Sarah and I always have in the house, particularly on a Friday night when you need something extra to keep you going after a long week of work. We each did a few lines until each of the girls came down looking absolutely stunning in their little dresses. Mark and I made a point of giving them encouragement by letting out some hoots and saying "damn girls" which led to Heather doing a little twirl showing off her great little ass. We called for an uber, all four of us did a few more lines and then we were off.

We ended up at a restaurant not too far from our place in an area that is predominantly a younger, post-college crowd, so about 15 years younger than all of us. It is always nice to catch glimpses of younger guys checking out my very fit and busty girlfriend when we are out in this area. We ate a nice dinner and downed multiple cocktails and bottles of wine. The girls kept nagging that they wanted to go dancing, which really isn't my scene as I am more of a sit at a bar type of guy, so we compromised and picked a place that is still more of a bar but does do a pseudo dance club feel after 11:00. We grabbed a table in the corner near the dance floor and much to my surprise and joy, Mark discretely pulled out a baggie full of ecstasy pills and offered them up to which we happily took one each and swigged them down with our drinks. For the next hour the girls would venture on and off of the dance floor while Mark and I talked at the table about typical guy stuff as I felt the ecstasy start to kick in. Then the first wave came over me hard when Mark knocked me on the shoulder and pointed to the girls on the dance floor grinding away on each other with hands running all over their bodies. Right then I knew this was going to be one hell of a weekend. The girls continued on like this while Mark and I continued to stare and laugh with each other. Periodically they would come back to the table for a drink and then back out to dance. Then one time they come back and Heather sits right down on my lap and takes a sip from my drink and plants a big kiss right on me and has her hand rubbing my chest through my shirt. I look over at Mark and he seems fine so then I turn to Sarah standing there and she is smiling so I don't try and stop anything. I will say that Sarah and I have always talked about playing with another couple though we have never followed through on it. Heather takes my hand and coerces me to the dance floor where now it is my turn to get the same treatment Sarah got. She runs her hands all over me occasionally cupping my now hard cock which is only being contained due to my boxer briefs. Then she nibbles on my ear a bit and whispers how hot Sarah is and how hot I am and that they are so glad they came to see us. While this is going on I look over and see Sarah and Mark sitting closely talking and see her hand on his leg. I never knew how I would react if this situation ever occurred but seeing them close and flirting gets me even more excited. After a little while longer we decide that we should head home and grab an uber back to the house talking about the need to go in the hot tub once we are back at the house.

As soon as we get in the door, I turn on some music and turn on the speakers on the back deck and the three of them head back there. I go into the kitchen to fix some drinks and through the window I see Heather stripping down and Sarah removing the hot tub cover. Heather's body naked is as good as I remember imagining it would be when I saw her in a bikini on vacation.I look over and Mark is also stripping down and all of them are laughing and giggling. I get the drinks and walk out the door to the deck and Sarah too has stripped off her clothes and all three were already in the hot tub. I deliver them their drinks and they start encouraging me to get in, so I strip off my clothes and do a stupid little dance to the sounds of all three of them hooting at me. I already have a semi hard-on and see them all staring right at my crotch. I'm no porn star but I'm about 7.5 inches and reasonably thick so I'm fairly decent in the package department. As soon as I get in Sarah's hand goes straight to my cock and starts jerking me off, which I can tell is the same thing Heather is doing to Mark as her shoulder is moving up and down above the water line. But then I feel a foot reaching across and rubbing my inner thigh. Heather then just blurts out, "I can't wait any longer" and jumps across the tub and starts passionately kissing Sarah. But the foot that was rubbing my thigh is still there. I realize now it was Mark! I understand this might be taking a turn some of you aren't comfortable with or find despicable, so if that is the case stop reading now. He looks over at me and I look back and give him a smile. So I will admit I have always been bi-curious but never once acted on it. Sarah and I have talked about it and she knows I love certain things and talking dirty like her using a strap-on on me, making me suck it, her telling me I am a good cocksucker, but it was all just between me and her.

Mark slides over and starts kissing Heather's neck. Sarah is still stroking my rock hard cock and then I feel a second hand grab hold of my dick. Now Heather's hands are on Sarah's head and tits so I clearly know it is Mark grabbing hold and just then Sarah looks over at me realizing there is another hand helping her stroke me and also realizes it must be Mark. She pulls away from Heather's embrace, gives me a sly smile and then pulls her hand off my cock, pulls my head to her and gives me a big kiss.Mark and Heather just laugh and Heather says, "See honey, I told you they would like this!".

We end our hot tub foreplay after a few minutes and move inside to the family room. With nothing but beach towels around us, Sarah and I sit on the couch first and then Mark and Heather join us with Heather next to me and Mark next to Sarah. Heather grabs my still hard cock and I lean in and start kissing her while I see Sarah do the same to Mark. As if on cue Mark and Heather both stand, drop their towels and kneel beside each other in front of the two of us. We have already opened our towels and Heather starts sucking me off while Mark is fingering and licking Sarah's completely waxed pussy. With her left hand Heather is reaching over and rubbing Sarah's clit. I am in heaven and even more so when Heather says she wants a turn so she pushes Mark out of the way and dives in head first to Sarah's dripping twat. Mark is standing there stroking his cock which is pretty much average, about 5.5 or 6 inches and not too thick, but still not bad. I was stroking my cock when Mark moves over, kneels down and takes my cock in his hand and guides it to his mouth. Did I say I was in heaven before...now I am really in heaven. He is incredible at sucking dick. Knows exactly what to do, even occasionally rubbing a finger around my asshole and lifting my sack and tonguing my hole. Instinctively Sarah and I are holding hands as this amazing, beautiful couple is pleasing both of us. I start to sense and then hear Sarah erupt in an orgasm that has her squeezing my hand so tight I lose feeling in my fingers! I let out some pre-cum and knowing I don't want to fully cum just yet, I guide Mark's mouth off of my cock and he tastes the pre-cum in his mouth and slides up and kisses me with it on his lips. I never really had any interest in kissing another guy but given everything I just went with it.

Mark then positioned himself standing between Sarah and I and I just reached out and grabbed hold of his cock. He did the rest and led himself to my mouth and for the first time I have another guys cock in my mouth and I must say I was instantly hooked. It felt so foreign but so familiar at the same time. Sarah was rubbing Mark's ass while Heather plopped down on the couch next to me and slowly rubbed and occasionally licked my dick. After a few more minutes I suggested we move to our bedroom and the king size bed to continue our fun. As soon as we got up there I threw Sarah on the bed, flipped her over into doggy and just started pounding her pussy. Mark took the cue and did the same with Heather and we lined up next to each other fucking our girls in unison. Mark would lean over occasionally and kiss me while Heather and Sarah were pretty much locked in a deep kiss the whole time. After a few minutes Mark pulled out and reach over pulled me out of Sarah and pretty much yanked my cock to his wife's pussy. I pushed right in and started fucking Heather. Mark then lined up with Sarah's pussy and started fucking her. Again, I am no porn start, but Heather kept saying how big my cock felt and talking dirty to Mark saying how much she loved my big cock inside her. She pulled herself off me and then grabbed me and had me lie down on the bed while she started riding me. Next thing I knew I felt my legs lifting up and Mark had buried his tongue in my asshole. Sarah stood up over me on the bed and Heather was eating her pussy. Mark asked Sarah if we had any lube and she reached down to the bedside table to grab our always easily accessible large bottle of Wet Platinum. I had a pretty good idea what Mark had in mind and I was completely ok with it. Sarah handed him the bottle and he once again lifted my legs as Heather continued riding me and I felt the pressure of Mark's cock at my asshole as he slowly started pushing into me. It felt similar to when Sarah would use her strap-on but also very different with the warmth of his cock and the feeling of flesh instead of plastic. I think he must have only been inside of me for a minute when I couldn't control myself any longer and shot what seemed like a bucket full of cum inside Heather. She slid off my cock and up to my mouth and dripped my cum into my mouth. Sarah then flipped her off of me and started licking my cum from Heather's pussy, leading to Heather having a very loud orgasm. Sarah then kneeled next to me on the bed as Mark continued fucking my ass and she took my semi-hard cock in her mouth sucking me back to an erection. Then Mark's eyes began rolling back in his head and he arched his back and then I felt it, he shot his load inside my ass and just then I began cumming again and shot another load into Sarah's mouth. We all collapsed on the bed, just laying there in absolute bliss for about 10 minutes.

Shortly afterward, Mark and Heather went to the guest room and Sarah and I fell asleep naked cuddling each other in bed. We woke up in the morning pretty much in the same exact position to the sounds and Heather and Mark fucking in the guest room so that got us turned on and we got a quickie in ourselves. Once we were finished we went into the bathroom and got showered and cleaned up and talked about how incredible the night before was but also our bit of anxiety over whether or not it would be awkward when we were all back downstairs in a few minutes. As amazing as everything was, we were all rolling pretty hard on ecstasy and also drunk on top of it and would things be weird this morning. I mean, we all fucked each other including me for the first time sucking cock and taking it in the ass from another guy. Luckily, all the anxiety quickly subsided when we walked downstairs to the smell of fresh brewing coffee and Heather leaning up against the counter in only a pair of booty shorts and a short t-shirt, her hair pulled back, no make up on and a cup of coffee in her hand and she looked at us with a huge smile, said good morning and gave us each a sweet little kiss. Then Mark came down the stairs, walked over and got a cup of coffee said good morning and then slapped my ass and said "how's it feeling today big man?". With that we all laughed and sat down on the deck and enjoyed the morning talking just like normal and how we talked before any of the night before happened.

Well that was the end of night one, but certainly not the end of the weekend. I think I have written enough for this morning but hope you enjoyed hearing about it. I'll try and follow up later with the rest of the weekend activities.

This is a story of a guy that followed me around the mall and kept trying to attack me one day. It involves a bit of sexual assault but not as bad as it could have been. Also I skipped out on a lot of the details, especially with the touchy parts, even though I remember all the details. If it doesn’t make sense I can describe a lot more detail in comments or PM, but I’m skipping a lot of details to keep it from being a novel (I tend to ramble if I get started). And I apologize for this being so long. I was typing it on a word document and then pasted it here and saw it was so insanely huge.
To be honest I’m not really traumatized by what happened, and the experience wasn’t remotely as bad as some of the people on here have gone through so I don’t demand sympathy. In fact I’m not even really bothered by it as much as I should be (Is that weird?). It’s something that only I (and I guess the guys involved) know about and I like to keep it that way, which is why I didn’t report it or anything. In writing the whole thing down it makes me realize that I was pretty stupid. After the first situation I really should have learned better than to let myself get into the others (you'll understand if you read it), but I guess I kept shrugging things off and assuming that I could get out of all the situations without making a scene and getting police involved, even though in reality I was just lucky every single time. It was really stupid of me to not scream and thrash as much as I could, I don't even know why I couldn't manage that. Still, luck saved me and for that I ended up better than a lot of other people, and so I'm thankful for that.
I guess I’m just writing it so that somebody random can read it, since I want to keep it secret from my real life. Again I don't know how much sense my writing makes, hopefully enough.
Anyway on to the story for those who care to read it:
It happened in spring of 2012. It was the day my older sister, Amy, was graduating high-school. Pretty much her grad events started at like 10 AM for group pictures in the sunlight and stuff, then they had a break for about 4 hours to do what they wanted before everyone had to meet up for the convocation part. My sister and her friends all wanted to spend the break at a nearby mall, since we needed lunch/shopping and had time to kill. My mom drove us all to the mall and dropped us off there, having to drive home to pick up my step-dad and younger brothers who didn’t want to come with us in the morning.
When we got there Amy’s friends decided it would be fun to go have lunch in the gas station in the same parking lot. It had a little A&W attached and they thought it would be hilarious to go to a fast food restaurant and eat gross food dressed up in all fancy dresses. We got our burgers and sat down at one of the tall round tables with the high up stools so that their dresses stayed mostly off the floor. I didn’t have that problem since it wasn't my grad, so I was wearing a moderately short minidress. It was black, stretchy, and had the zipper on the front. Big dresses aren’t comfortable, plus there wasn’t a chance of it being stepped on and ripped (which happened to one of them at the dinner).
We were eating our lunch in the corner of the gas station where there were like four tiny round tables. As we were eating two guys came in and got some food. One of them, a chubbier fellow with a thick beard and a hat, went and sat down at one of the other tables but the other one decided to stop and chat with us. I guess the outfits made it pretty obvious it was grad time, and Amy’s friend Christine was in a super friendly mood and more than willing to chat with him about how awesome of a day it would be, even though he was probably like 50 years old and looked like a cross between a trucker and a homeless guy.
That was all fine with me, I’m not a talk-to-strangers type of person but I just ate my food and didn't get involved, however I did listen in. It was mostly the greasy guy chatting about all his grad stories, girls’ dresses getting ripped, guys falling through tables, a couple fights etc. however there were a lot of mentions about how good looking the girls were back then, as well as a few random compliments about how good all of us looked. He didn't seem entirely creepy, just so friendly it was awkward.
Anyway after I finished my meal the guy got up and left the building (leaving his friend still at the table), and after drinking my whole drink I really had to go pee. The other girls were not finished eating (because they do more talking than eating) and so I told Amy I was going to the washroom really quick and she just said to hurry up because they wanted to go to the mall soon. So I found the bathrooms and went in. They were on the other side of the convenience store near the refrigerated drinks through a door and a little hallway.
I finished in the washroom and went back out, but jumped in surprise as I opened the door since the chatty old dude was standing right in the door frame, staring down at me. He was certainly not on his way to the guy’s room. He must have come back inside and noticed I had gone to the washroom and decided to come visit me. He was partly blocking my way out while I stood with the door open. I’m not stupid and could tell what he wanted me for, since he was very obviously undressing me with his eyes as they looked me up and down. His stare was so intensely penetrating that I felt like I was already naked. I felt tempted to just strip down right there to save his imagination the effort, and by the look on his face his imagination was already doing a good enough job that he might not even notice the difference.
I knew I was in a dangerous spot, but I honestly couldn't think of a good way to get out of it. He was a very strong looking person and I was certainly not, so if I tried to push him out he would just push in harder. He hadn’t tried to grab me but I was easily within arm’s reach, and it looked like if I tried to scream he could quickly shut me up. He was standing in the door so I wouldn't be able to slam it shut, and I didn't want to step back into the washroom and let him in. All those options seemed they would end with a smile on his face, and definitely not a smile on mine.
The weird thing was this guy didn't seem at all like the person who had been talking to us before. It was him of course, but his entire attitude seemed to have flipped upside down. He no longer looked remotely friendly or full of energy like he was before. He must be really good at faking a friendly attitude, or else has multiple personalities or something. Now he just seemed terrifying and confident, to the point that I felt like there was no hope of me getting away, and that I the only thing I was supposed to do was lay down right there and let him do his thing. That feeling came in waves, sometimes so strong that several times I was very close to simply giving in and saving the effort of trying to avoid something that seemed guaranteed to happen.
Fortunately for me I always snapped out of that feeling quick enough. I knew I had to get out of there, but I didn’t want to try anything that could make him get violent, so I decided to try just assertively walking out the door. I was hoping that he was trying to seduce me in a non-violent way and that if I looked confident about leaving he would let me go. He was only blocking half the door, but unfortunately when I tried to walk by he casually leaned his arm across to get in my way. I pushed on it a little but he wouldn't move, and instead used his other hand to feel down my back, quickly coming to rest on my butt. I was getting a bit scared with him touching me but I still hoped I could get him to buzz off.
“Excuse me!” I said to him in that bitchy tone that always comes with those words. I pushed on his arm again, and he definitely knew I wanted to go but unfortunately was having none of it. He just leaned in and his other hand made its way around the bottom of my dress. It didn't take long for me to realize this was a failed attempt so I turned toward him and smacked his hand away. He responded by pushing me up against the door frame, pressing his body against me while his hands ran down my sides.
(Anyway I’m sure you all get the general idea of where this was going. In the interest of keeping it clean and short I’m going to skip all of this part and briefly summarize. Also because I tend to ramble, so I’ll just skip it entirely.)
Pretty much I tried to keep calm and wriggle away ineffectively for a while. I didn't want to make things get violent since if he started using his full strength I wouldn't have had any hope of getting away, but when I wiggled my way out he just shoved me against another wall. He ended up getting more aggressive and I just got scared to the point of being practically motionless for who knows how long. He kept whispering insults and gross comments about me and for some time I was convinced they were true.
Some sense kicked into me when he pinned me up against the door and I turned the handle, causing us both to tumble down onto the floor. This was followed by a few struggles that nearly ended with him on top of me, but ultimately had me kicking him right in the face with my pointy heel. It was such a good kick that it pretty much reduced him to a crying mess (which he deserved) and let me get out of there. The whole time I forgot to just scream for some reason, but it turned out fine since he was the one left crying on the bathroom floor.
(It probably doesn’t make sense when shortened that much so you can ask questions in PM or comments and I’ll elaborate. If it weren’t for character limits I would end up rambling on with paragraphs about every moment.)
We left the A&W and I didn’t tell anyone or call the police, simply because I had gotten away before anything terrible happened and I really didn’t want to ruin Amy’s grad day by having the police come. Also because if I told anyone then everybody would be sympathizing and checking if I was okay rather than celebrating Amy’s success, which was something she desperately needed since she was kind of depressed. You can call me an idiot for that if you like, but at the time I thought it was the best decision and I really didn’t want to deal with the police anyway. I wasn’t traumatized or anything and I know it could have been much worse. Most of the stories on here are WAY more horrifying than what happened to me. I guess it was made a bit better by the fact that I gave him what he deserved in the end.
As I left the washroom I noticed the other guy was still at his table, finished his food. He was staring at me, but pretending not to. Since the two knew each other I assumed he must have known what had went on in there. Maybe he was keeping watch to make sure greasy trucker guy had me all to himself, or the more likely situation that he was waiting for trucker guy to finish so he could have his turn with me, in which case he was probably very upset that I was out of the bathroom, or that I was still wearing a dress! Either way I’m glad he was out here instead of both of them meeting me in there. I barely had it in me to fight off one pervert; had both come then I don't think it would have taken much convincing for me to do what they wanted. Then again maybe he was totally innocent and I was just being really suspicious.
We had to go to the mall to get movies and snacks for the next day, since the girls were planning to celebrate graduating by doing absolutely nothing productive for as many days as they could manage. We spent a solid half hour or so looking through a tiny local movie trader in the mall and while we were there guess who showed up? Greasy trucker guy! Sadly his face was not as broken as I had hoped it was, although there was a clear cut on his cheekbone.
Trucker guy came in and saw us looking for movies, and once again inserted himself into our group and started talking enthusiastically with the chattier girls in the group. I had resolved beforehand to not make a big deal out of what happened and I still wasn’t going to, even though he had deliberately pushed in between me and Amy to use himself as a wall so nobody would see him put his hand on my butt. I tensed up a bit but didn’t make a scene about it, since I had decided to not let what happened interfere with grad day and to be honest this was nothing compared to what he wanted to do in the gas station. I pushed his hand away gently a few times but it always ended up back right away, a bit more firmly each time. Eventually I just decided to put up with it for the time being and pretended to read some DVD cases. For quite a while he managed to carry on a perfectly friendly and innocent chat with the girls about what movies are good, all while stealthily trying to claw my dress up.
It was actually impressive how he managed to be so friendly when his only real motive was to cop a feel of me. Clearly I hadn’t given him as many of those as I was supposed to back in the gas station. I had resolved before not to make a big deal out of any of this, and if I could let the other stuff slide then this certainly wasn’t a big deal in comparison. He was clever and persistent, and subtle at least, and it’s not like anyone was noticing. Plus I didn’t think he could really do much more than that without drawing attention to himself, but that didn’t stop him from trying. I think he knew that I was never going to report him so he wasn’t afraid of doing this in public, and it seemed like he was going to keep trying to go further. I guess he had no reason not to as long as I was just standing there letting him do whatever he wanted.
I figured the things he started doing were getting so obvious everyone should have noticed, but none of the girls did and they kept chatting. To be honest I still wasn’t too bothered, since I knew eventually we would leave and nobody but us two would have any idea, however what worried me is actually getting caught like that since I didn’t want anyone to know that I had let some old dude grope me in public. I couldn’t tell him off without everyone knowing that, but I realized it wasn’t like he was going to attack me for trying to move away. I pretty much spent the next however long shuffling about the movie store acting interested in random things. He’d follow me around casually to put his moves on me but I never gave him a long enough before I went elsewhere. Eventually he got tired of not getting anywhere and said his goodbyes to everyone and skittered off.
After getting our movies we had to go to the attached Wal-Mart for snacks and all the junk food and pop we could find. We still had time before my mom was supposed to come get us so we killed a bit of time there as well, since we bolted through all the food isles grabbing stuff and had enough junk food to feed a fat army. We spent about half an hour going through the electronics section. My family used to play a lot of Wii games (and some Xbox) so we were browsing the games aisle for a long time. One of the girls decided to buy a DS game and went looking for the attendant to get it out of the cabinet. While she was gone Chris looked in the cart and decided we still needed Munchies. Since they were still waiting for the game they asked me to run and get some while they waited here so I headed back to the food section, snagged a huge bag of the stuff, and started back.
Walking down a main aisle again I looked ahead and noticed old trucker dude yet again. I realized at this point that he was going to keep following us until we either vanished or he got what he wanted. He was between me and the electronics section and hadn’t noticed me yet so I ducked into a side aisle full of furniture and decided to go around a different way so I could not have to run into him. The electronics were a section in the middle and I figured I’d just go around and meet up with Amy before he saw me, however when I got to the main aisle on the other side I saw him again walking down an aisle toward where I was. He still hadn’t noticed me since I saw him through the shelves but I still didn’t want to run into him so I went down another isle. We played unintentional cat and mouse throughout a good chunk of the store.
I ended up in a section close to the gardening section at the back corner of the store with the tall shelving everywhere. I figured by now he knew I was in the store and was looking for me so as long as he didn’t see me I would be fine. I was at the end of an aisle at the back wall. Nobody was around were I was and there were only a couple people down near the main aisle on the other end. One of them was trucker guy, wandering down the main aisle glancing down either side. The aisle near me had a bunch of bins and storage stuff and it was possible for me to look over them through the shelves and watch him. By the looks of it he couldn’t see me. I watched him stealthily since if I tried to leave the end of the isle he would see me. He looked back and forth a few times down the last aisle.
When he finally turned away and started down the other direction I breathed a sigh of relief. However apparently I was watching so intently I didn’t notice footsteps behind me until it was too late, and I suddenly felt two arms around me from the back. One of the hands covered my mouth for a time, although I tend not to scream when I’m scared anyway. After a few moments I saw the trucker guy turn around and head back toward me. I knew the person behind me was the other one from the gas station because I could feel his rough beard on my neck, and I figured they must have been trying to herd me away from the busy part of the store so they could trap me, which I apparently fell for like an idiot.
(Here’s another part that I’ll be skipping a lot of details on.)
I was still holding the bag of munchies in one hand for some reason, but the other was free to try and push him away, although it didn’t work. By the time I realized I’d never push him off like that, trucker guy showed up around the corner and I was immediately stuck between them. I couldn’t push away, there was nobody else in sight, and Amy would never look for me in this corner of the store, so I quickly resigned myself to my current role as the tasty filling of their human sandwich. Thankfully neither of them got to enjoy their filling for very long since we eventually heard loud footsteps from a couple aisles over. To be honest I hoped for a moment whoever was there would go away, because I didn’t want anybody to see what I was doing. Luckily trucker dude let go of me, walked over to the other aisle and started talking cheerily to the person there, leaving me in the arms of the chubby (less strong) guy.
He seemed to be under the impression that at this point I wasn't going to resist anything, so he wasn’t really restraining me. I waited a little while until he was not paying attention and smashed my elbow into the side of his head, and I was able to get away without giving trucker dude time to get back and put me back in my place between them. I even made it out with my bag of munchies. I was really lucky that person showed up in the next aisle, even though he hopefully had no idea what was going on, since without him I was completely expecting to be there until they got bored of me.
Neither of them really chased me, which is good because with the heels I was wearing they could have crawled and caught me. I guess they knew they failed and didn’t want to make a scene, and trucker dude knew I wouldn't make a scene on my own if they left me alone. I was in the clear again and wasn’t worried about them trying something in any places with other people so I resolved to stick next to Amy for good.
When I got back to Amy and the others, they were leaving the electronics and I gave them their food. I got a “What took so long” response, but I didn’t tell them that less time was spent getting the food than was spent trying to escape from touchy perverts. We went to the checkout lines but they only had one open and we had to wait in line for a long time.
Unfortunately I hadn’t seen the last of my admirer, and while we were standing in line I noticed him on the other side of the registers standing by the bathrooms staring at me. I made eye contact by accident and he nodded his head toward the bathrooms with a sly grin, obviously wanting me to join him (and probably his friend) inside. He somehow must have thought I was just playing hard to get, and just teasing him by kicking him and trying to escape. I guess in his backward way of thinking, being felt up in the gas station, followed through the mall, and grabbed at in the back of a Wal-Mart would fill any girl’s stupid, horny brain with such overpowering desire that I couldn’t possibly resist jumping into the washroom to let him finally have his way with me.
As sarcastic as that was, it’s a little embarrassing to admit that I was actually, for some reason, tempted to go over there, and I have no idea why I would even think that while knowing what they would do with me. Unfortunately for him I decided that it would be a bad idea to go into the washroom with them (duh). We all left together and as we walked past the bathrooms he didn’t look as disappointed as I expected, considering I was being such a fun wrecker. Maybe he still held out hope that I was going to give in to my lust and crawl back to him, but more likely he had gotten enough satisfaction from everything else that day even if I left without giving him the entire experience, although I’m sure his imagination had no trouble filling all the holes.
We left the mall and were picked up by my mom in her van. I sat through the convocation while my sister got her awards and diploma. It was all pretty boring to be honest; especially compared to how unpleasantly exciting my day had been so far. The rest of the day went really well and was lots of fun, however the whole day I kept thinking I would run into those guys again, since they kept finding me in the mall. While we were taking pictures outside the church where the convocation was I could have sworn I caught a glimpse of trucker dude in the far side of the parking lot for just a moment, although I was almost certainly seeing things as there was no way he could have found out where we were. Still I didn’t want to go and investigate on the off chance it was actually him, since there would be the remote possibility of being dragged into some white van to be used and left in a back alley, which really didn’t appeal to me.
By the end of the day I was past it all though and I was able to totally enjoy the dinner and dance afterward and have lots of fun. It’s not like I forgot about it, obviously I haven’t, but it wasn’t hard to deal with in the end. I’m totally okay and always have been, and I’m still confident I made the right decision in not telling anyone about it, even if everyone here thinks it was a stupid idea. It wouldn’t have improved my life to get the police involved, but it certainly would have ruined Amy’s grad, and I would have been a terrible sister and friend to do that when she was already so upset about her own life.
Anyway that’s the story. Hopefully it’s still good for this board. Any comments, questions, etc. are welcome. I’m totally good with just talking or answering anything because, as I said, I’m not traumatized by it

I am a 19yo WF and I find myself drawn to older men. Especially married older men. I have always been this way since my first encounter with an older married man. I was 14 when I first had sex with my boyfriend. He was 17. Not exactly an older man but definitely more experienced. I was staying over my friends house one weekend because my mom had to go out of town for the weekend for work. My parents are divorced and my mom sometimes has to travel. Well we were talking about boys and how I had finally gone all the way. We were sitting in her bedroom laughing and giggling and talking about the details when my friends father came around the corner and we both almost died. We both stopped talking and he said it was time for us to go to sleep. I didn't know if he heard what we were saying but he gave me this sly smile and said goodnight ladies. The weekend flew by and on Sunday my friends dad said he would drive me home. I lived a good way away and it would save my mom the drive back and forth. My friend had asked to go with us but her father said she needed to do some homework that she neglected over the weekend.

We were driving back to my house and we stopped at a stoplight. I was sitting in the front seat and my friends dad looked over at me then put his hand on my thigh. I was wearing a skirt and my heart almost stopped when he touched my leg. I didn't say anything and I looked at him and he moved his hand up and under my skirt. When he touched my pussy I closed my eyes and let out a gasp. Then we heard a car horn and he moved his hand out from under my skirt and began to drive again. As we drove he asked me when would my mother be home and I said she had called me and told me she would be late. Then he asked me if I minded that he touched me. I said I didn't trying to sound all grown up. He laughed and said so you like it when a guy touches your pussy. I shook my head yes and. He asked so have many boys touched you there? No I said. Then he asked if I liked sex. Again I shook my head yes and looked down not making eye contact. Look at me he said. So I looked up at him and he said I am going to show you my cock. Is that ok? I shook my head yes and he unzipped his fly and took out the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was 8" long and very thick. Do you like it he asked. I said yes. and then he put his hand behind my head and pulled my head down towards his lap. Suck it for me. I opened my mouth and took his cock into my mouth and began to suck him off. I had given a few blowjobs in my young life but never to a man. Here i was sucking my friends dads cock. He was oozing precum and I was licking it and swallowing his sweet juice. I loved sucking cock. Still do!

I wasn't paying any attention to where we were going. I was too busy moving my head up and down as sucking this hot dick. I then heard the car turn onto a gravel road and I asked where we were going. Just keep sucking me honey he said. So I continued sucking him. The car came to a stop and I picked my head up and we were at a beach and he got out and said come with me. We walked for about 10 mins and came to a cottage. He put a key in the door and opened the door. This is my summer cottage and we come here a lot during the summer he said. We walked in and he grabbed me and pulled me into his arms and said. So you like to get fucked? I shook my head yes and he said well I'm going to fuck you. He then carried me into the bedroom and laid me on the bed. Strip he said and I started taking off my clothes as he undressed in front of me. I could see his huge cock bobbing up and down so hard and solid. It was nothing like my boyfriends boyish cock. This was a mans cock. A real older man. He crawled up on the bed next to me and started kissing me. He felt my a cup breast and pinched my sensitive nipples. He moved his hand behind my legs and felt my hairless pussy. Do you shave it he asked? I said yes but I don't have much anyways. He then moved down and spread my legs and began licking my bald pussy. He was licking my pussy and sucking my clit making me feel things I had never experienced. I was soon grabbing his head and moaning as he made me cum for the first time in my life.

Then he looked at me and said are you ready? And I knew what he meant as he got up and in between my legs and pointed his huge cock at my tiny pussy. I felt him slide the tip up and down my wet slit and then he started pushing it in. I gasped as he got it in and started fucking me slowly. Then he took my legs and lifted them up and held them apart spreading me open. HE then pushed in harder and was watching as his cock disappeared into my tight hole. I was feeling him in me both pleasure and pain. Soon the pain was subsiding and he was fucking me like a man does. He fucked me in all kinds of positions for the next hour cumming in me twice during that time. He said we needed to go but he wanted to do this again soon. I said yes i do too and he took me home. I was sitting in the car feeling his cum run down out of my cunt and he then asked are you on the pill? I said no not yet and he said I need to get on the pill if we are going to do this again. we got to my house and he gave me a kiss and said see you soon? I said yes and then he waited til I got inside and drove away. From that moment on I was drawn to older men like a moth to a flame. I fucked him for 2 years until he got a job transfer and moved away. I still meet older men and love having them fuck me and use me as their own sex toy.

So I've been dating a girl for about 4 years now, she's hott, has nice curves, but she's also got a sister who is two years younger. I've posted before about using her sisters dirty panties to her off and having my gf suck me off after, but something about me just wants to dick her sister so bad. So about a month ago I wanted to have a guys night down in the town where the sister lives, well the guys all backed out on going to the strip club, so I texted the sister and was joking and calling her my sister in law and saying she'd have to come out. (Pretty sure the sis is bi, just scared to say it around my gf) so needless to say the sis comes and brings some guy that likes her bUT just is too nice and has no chance. We have a blast at the club, I keep feeding the sister dollas to shove in girls panties and she gets multiple facefulls of tits, and even let's some of the girls take money from hers. I keep disappearing for lap dances so she tells me she's going to go dancing for a but with her guy friend at a nearby club but if I need a ride to call her.

So I call her about 145 am and am like i got way to drunk, come get me. So she grabs me and we start back to where I'm staying when I say something sly enough that she had invited me over for a beer earlier and I still wanted that before going home, so she takes me over to her house. We get inside and she says it's her ex boyfriend beer, so I laugh and say it'll just taste better. I go in her living room and sit on her couch, she's like you need to hurry with the beer, so I laugh at her and grab her phone off the coffee table, and was like yeah I'll drink it quick. She reaches for her phone but I keep moving it, so she laughs and says whatever it's locked anyway. So I was like that's fine I can figure it out. Honestly guessed it first try and she was like wtf how? And I was like you have to let me at least look since I got it, so she agrees if she can use my phone to look up her ex on fb. So I give her my phone and she sits next to me and starts looking up stuff. She thought I was just playing on her fb, but I'd gone straight for her gallery looking for sexy pics. So I joke with her when I find a couple of her fresh out of the shower showing off her tits and a couple of her ass..she immediately grabs her phone and stands up and says I can't see those because I'm with her sister.

I keep calm and laugh and say I just want to look, that she's got a hot body, and she can't act like she doesn't love to show it off...she stands in front of me considering it, so I grab her waist and pull her into my lap. She tries to resist until I firmly plant her on my dick and then she just kinda grinds agonist it feeling how hard I was, and she was like you are bad we can't do this. I just laugh and say keep playing with my phone I want to enjoy the shower pics. At this point she looks down and was like oh you only found those? I thought you found these lingerie ones, and she goes to a different folder and hands me her phone back. The new folder has her in a couple different outfits, touching herself, bending over showing how the little purple outfit let's her ass hang out as she grabs it. As I'm staring at these I can see her thong is hanging out of the back of her jeans, so I start tracing my fingers below it and under the hem line of her jeans while letting my other fingers caress her ass over her jeans. She wiggles a little on my dick and says that I need to stop because I'm drunk and she's sober, so we shouldnt. I don't even stop for a second, just keep looking for more photos. I then ask her if she'll send me the photos, and she thinks about and then stands up and says we have to take me home before we do more then we already have. She starts to walk to the kitchen so I follow her and wrap my arms around her, she grinds back against my dick and I say you know that you love your sisters boyfriend is rock hard for you. She just laughs and says come on let's go. We get in the car and she starts asking about our sex life, and I said she could join is anytime, she was like yeah my sister would never allow it and I laughed and agreed. Then I was like wait..you'd actually do it wouldn't u? And she's like I'd love to see what she does in bed to see if we do things the same or not. So I told her I'd love to have them both on their knees taking turns sucking me, she grinned and was like that'd be so hott but she won't do it..by this point my hand was rubbing the inside of my thigh, so I said fuck it and whipped my dick out, she kept looking over at it so I grabbed her hand but she pulled back and was like I cant, she'd be devastated to know we did this much. So we basically agreed that we'd continue being flirty and let some touching happen but to be good for now.

I get home, we text a bit, and I told her I'd of loved to have buried my face between her legs tonight. She messages me back and was like that's my absolute favorite thing, but we need to go to bed before we really end up doing something we can't take back.

I was drunk so I jerked off and passed out. She texted me in the morning saying she'd come get me to go get my car. She shows up in this little white spaghetti strap top that leaves the bottom of her stomach exposed and these just micro Jean shorts that didn't leave a lot to the imagination. She just kept slyly grinning at me as I eye fucked her the entire ride. We talked about sex the whole way and about how we are both open and into swinging and sharing and wishing so many more people were. We laugh that maybe we should have dated instead of me or her sister, but both quickly say we'd end up killing each other because we are both typically very dominant people. We get to my car, I give her a hug grab a handful off that tight ass and kiss her on the cheek. She blushes a little and says I need to stop because it just can't happen. So I laugh and say goodbye as she kind of squeezes her Boobs together and winks at me.

I'm going to make it my damn life mission to fuck that teasing little slut until she passes out someday, and I'm going to leave her with a belly full of cum. No matter what it takes.

I'm a bit Freaked and Ashamed.
It’s been 2 days now.

You folks will hate this post, I’ll get 100’s of down thumbs. Hell, I wouldn’t read shit like this let alone get a boner.
But, this is confessions, and I have one happening now.

My mother in law is really fucking old and in a home.
She has some days-weeks to live. She knows what’s going on just fine, her heart is giving out.

I’ve been in the family only a few years. She has always liked me and flirted with me. Now, she was a pretty hot when young and loved the attention of men. I always give her flirty attention when my wife/family isn’t around. They treat her like a child, I don’t.

Last weekend we went to visit.
She wasn’t eating and looked bad. She lit up when I arrived and reached out to hold my hand. Mt family thought it was nice she and I held hands sometimes. I didn’t tell them about her sly smiles and flirty squeezes. As I was holding her hand and helping her into bed, she had a “pee accident”. My wife came over to help, yet my MIL was still holding my hand. Ok, so what, I’ll excuse myself.

Then her gown opened up, legs apart and I had a full view of her nearly hairless pussy. (do old women lose pussy hair?). Whoa, time to go, I started to leave. She held my hand tight and moved, accidentally (?) spreading her legs more. I quickly left. My wife cleaned her up and after, said it was no big deal I saw her naked, she’s old and needs help.

Ok, so I’m freaked that my nearly dead MIL flashed me and knew it.

I’m ASHAMED.
Because of you Fucking ML pervs.
I had a twitch in my shorts when I saw her pussy and it boned when she wouldn’t let go of my hand.
This is my life, not a fantasy about dau/incest/neighbors/teens/dogs/etc

I came back in and sat next to her on the bed. She reached for my hand and pulled me to her for a hug, which is hard to do on a bed. My wife said it was sweet that I was so affectionate and nice to her mom and it would be the last time a man (not her sons) would hug her.

What she didn’t see was MIL’s hand accidently pressing on my cock area as she hugged back.
Damn, Ashamed, Freaked, my cock got hard.

As I moved away, she leaned over and naturally her head went lower as I pulled away and with one last hug she hugged me around my waist.
Right against my cock.
There was no way she didn’t feel it against her face.
She didn’t pull away and pressed her face tighter as my boner came to full attention along my leg.

My wife saw nothing and MIL had a big smile. I stood up, turned and quickly adjusted. My wife immediately noticed her pink cheeks and smile. “She really likes you, you are so sweet to her” and got a tear in her eye.
I’m ASHAMED.
I wasn’t nice, she wasn’t flush because she liked me. It was my hard cock against her face.

Ok, she is thrilled she could still give a guy a boner. No harm, right?
On the way home, my wife again mentioned I was so sweet and it would be the last time a man would hug her. I said she should have all the fun she can have for the last few days/weeks of life.

Ok.
Last time a man would hug her.
Last time to flash her pussy.
Last time to get a man hard.
Last time to feel cock against her face.

You fucking ML perverts. Never would I think those things. She’s old!! My MIL !

I did and I do.
I did and I do.

Last time for a man to caress her?
Last time for a man to touch her?
Last time for a man to touch her pussy?
Last time for an orgasm??

I did and I do.

I’d have my balls served for dinner if my family found out that I thought about this, let alone what just happened. My wife was encouraging me to give her affection, caressing her head and face etc. but sexually? No Fucking Way.

Her last days?
Did she think it was one time just for fun?
Am I reading way too much into this?
I should never mention/act on it in any way?
Maybe I should see how far MIL wanted to go?

I’ll be seeing her in a day or so.
I better figure this out before I do something I’ll regret: abusing an old woman or never taking the chance for a special farewell to life.

Fucking ML perverts. Me.

I won’t post anymore of this shit if you all think I’m way to fucked up or this is boring and doesn’t belong in ML.

I was stationed in Germany back in the days and while I was there I had an affair, I guess you would call it that, with a male. I was a young guy just turned 18 and wet behind the ears and sergeant Winston was maybe 35 a black guy about my build medium but taller. I got assigned to B Company and ended up becoming his APC driver, 2-3 person scout vehicle called big black dog. We scouted mostly as advance recon and were generally away from the main forces on alerts, maneuvers and field exercises and it was about 6 months into my tour before I noticed sly comments and his double meaning jokes, until then it had maybe kind of just gone by me but up some point I realized something different about him. One night about a month into my realization of some change in our relationship we setup camp after a full day of maneuvers in full alert out on the then East/West Germany border, rumor had it we were to stay in the field for a least a week to create some reaction on the Russian side, headquarters wanted to see if the Russian would move tactical missiles following our deployment. Back to sergeant Winston and I, after setup camp we ate some crappy half warmed C-rations and washed it down with some whiskey Winston had in his stash (I actually wasn�t a drinker, I rather smoked my pipes) and I got pleasantly hammered relative quickly. Winston took the first watch and I passed out on my sleeping bag minutes after taking off my pants and laying down in my boxers. Then next thing I remember is Winston is lying next to me naked his ridged cock pressed against my leg stroking my fully erect cock and my boxers are around my left foot at the base of my sleeping bag. He knew I was awake and from the light of the lantern I watch without saying a word as he began giving me my first blow job and I was turned on beyond my own amazement and don�t think I had ever been so hard. He also knew what he was doing, he didn�t want me to cum so he controlled me between his hand at the base of my cock and his mouth and when ever I would get close he slowed or tweeze me and I was going crazy with lust when he said I should take his cock and feel it and make it a fair game, laughing as he licked his wet tongue along my pulsating cock. I don�t even remember giving it a second thought as I reached down and rapped my fingers around his cock, feeling the firmness and noticing he was uncut which kept some of his cock head from my touch as my hand followed its shape. Winston shifted positions giving us both better access to each others cock, almost a 69 and started sucking my cock once again slowly licking my cock head before lowering his mouth down half its length and cupping my balls in the process. My hand had that skin pulled back from his cock head quickly and his cock was also as quickly rock hard as I shifted and took a little shy lick across Winston�s cock head and had my first taste of precum. From there I guess any wall that may have been there fell and we both ended sucking off each other like animals Cumming in each other mouth twice that night. The next day we were back in the field doing our scouting as if nothing happened and also the next couple of nights we were called into headquarters and spent the night in their camp without even sleeping close to each other, I was with the drivers and he was with the NCOs.

I confess I can't stop thinking about my first. She was short, dirty blond hair, blue eyes that could steal your soul. I recently seen a older pic of her in high school that a friend uploaded...it reminded me of everything we did...

I first saw her a few times around school. She was fairly new to our high school (we has about 350 students total in our high school). My best friend at the time, had something going on with her, it did not seem like nothing serious, and I was right. In a week, they broke off what ever they had, and he started dating her best friend. It was because of my best friend's random relationship with this girl, I was introduced to my first love, who I still think about to this day...

It was Dec 31, her Birthday. She invited her best friend, who invited my best friend, who invited me. Attendance was pretty small. Consisted of 5 girls, 3 guys. We did not really do much as a party, more like all of us in the living room, on the floor talking; It was there we played the first of a few games. Spin the bottle. I remember her not being shy at all when it came to kissing me, but of course, all the kisses where harmless kisses on the cheek. In fact I had my eyes set on a different girl at the party, but she was too shy to kiss me at all.

Soon this game became tiresome, so we took it one step further, seven minuets in heaven. So we all put our names on the pieces of paper and put it into two hats, one for guys, one for girls. Names were drawn from each hat. First it was my best friend and her best friend, okay cool by me, they were dating at the time. Then my name was drawn, I felt a lump raise it way up my throat, and I stared at the other hat, wishing it was the girl I was crushing on at the party, but when the name was read, I sighed, it was the birthday girl. We both got up, and went into her room.

When I got into her room I let out a little gasp, in fact I can remember her room today like I just came out of it. Pictures of horses covered every inch of wall she could reach. I had no clue about horses at the time, so all of this was new. While I was looking around I heard a click at the door, she locked the door behind us. I instantly got nervous, and receded into my shy self. I set down on the corner of the bed. She did not have a real bed to say, just a old mattress in the corner of the room on the floor. I did notice I sat on something, a Screwdriver. I picked it up looking at it intently, she quickly snatched the object of my gaze out of my hand (I later found out she used the end of the handle to masturbate with, if I only knew then!!) and then said bluntly to me.

"We can do whatever you want..." She let the end trail off. I quickly looked down turning my gaze away from her.

"Maybe we can just talk, I see you like horses" I don't know if it was just me, but I herd a sigh of relief come from her as she say down next to me.

"They are the love of my life" She said looking around the posters "I have two, a Appaloosa and a Paint, my two boyfriends" I let out a chuckle and relaxed a bit. we talked for the rest of the time we had before the rest of them came and got us from the room. I flashed her a big smile when we sat back down in the living room. After a few more couples got paired up, she called out her name then mine again. Back into the room we went.

"What now?" she said with a sly grin on her face "Still wana talk" I silently nodded yes and sat down on the bed, my back to the wall. "You know they will be expecting us to do something" she carried on casually, so I started to unbutton my shirt a bit, untuck a few corners of my shirt, then messed up my hair.

"There, you do the same and we won't disappoint the crowd." I said with a chuckle as she followed suit.

"You know, you are different, you respect me. I like that" she said while getting closer to me. she reached her hand towards mine. I flinched a bit, then relaxed as her finger intertwined with mine. I never held a girls hand before like this, my mother yes, but not another girl.

My insides were turning. My stomach was doing flips, my breathing got shallow. I thought I was getting sick. I was wrong. I was falling in love. Soon time flew past and our seven mins were up, but instead of getting up when they came knocking on the door, she invited them all in.

"Might as well, getting late and some people have to go" she laid down, almost pulling me with her. there we lay, under the covers just holding hands. My best friend, who I car pooled with to get to her place (I had no clue of the location) said that we needed to go. I let out a big sigh and say okay and sat up; I was quickly pulled back down by my new found lover who whispered in my ear "I need a kiss before you go, for new years and my birthday..." So i leaned over her, and trembling, I let my lips press firmly against her's. Fireworks exploded in my head and heart, as the moment seemed to last forever...

So here I am am, 10 years after this relationship began. I still get sappy inside thinking about here even though I am engaged, have a beautiful daughter that I love with all my life but I can't help and wish for a time machine, to go back to the 2 years I spent with my first of everything and try to make it work out. Move with her when she moved away or something...

I really don't know while I wrote this, nothing even sexual about it. I mean I could go into detail of the first time me and her did stuff...but the sex is not what I remember most about her. It's the summers down at the lake with her family, The cold nights just hanging out in the barn, everyday driving her home, only to wrestle in the living room tickling each other to death, or the long talk about what we wanted to do with our lives..

God I am pathetic. I just can't stop thinking about her somedays..