Do you like stroke to fictional characters? I love this one from my favorite game:

I'm a female in my mid-20's, a old-law student, fairly cerebral, into reading mostly non-fiction, social justice, Russian literature, independent, responsible, yadda yadda. For all intents and purposes, I'm a grown-up.

I appear to be, at least.

I confess that I still sleep with my teddy bear, sometimes wear a nightshirt that is covered in little cartoon cupcakes, color in coloring books, blow bubbles, and I find unusually high levels of entertainment on a website called dolldivine(dot)com.

The website is like playing with paper dolls, only it's the Future Version of what I did when I was younger. It's obscene how much fun I have on that stupid website. I can make my own Harry Potter or My Little Pony avatar over and over and over until my little heart explodes into a million little pieces of rainbow confetti.

This is fun, fiction, truth, fantasy or real? Makes no difference to me or you.
I am playing a dangerous game, me and my lover (not my girlfriend but another mans girlfriend)are exploring deep into our dark side. Touching feelings that best be left unspoken. Since we been talking we been walking sex machines. Both our partners enjoy the fruit of our labor. I believe if people could talk openly about what they feel think and not say, you will see that me and you are not so different. I believe in boundaries and respect, never to hurt anyone. But I am human and for that you can not fault me.

~the end~

Just a (fictional) little story I've been working on. This is a first draft. Let me know if you'd like to read more. (What I've written so far is pretty long, so it'll have to be posted in installments.)
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It's eleven o'clock on a Friday night, and I'm driving home from the grocery store. I lead an exciting life. I always slow down when I pass through the strip of college bars on my way home. I wouldn't want to run over a poor drunk frat boy. I wouldn't want to miss the skimpy outfits the sorority girls are wearing, either. When they have a few drinks in them, they never seem to notice that their shirts are riding a little too low, or that their skirts are hiked up a little too high.

While I wait in the road for a couple of guys to carry their drunk buddy across, I take notice one of these unfortunate sluts. Perky tits, tiny little waist, and just enough hip to hold her skirt up. She's sitting on the curb, with her perky little tits spilling out of her skin-tight top. The light is dim, but I could swear I see a hard pink nipple poking out, begging to be squeezed. She drunkenly shifts her legs and gives me a perfect view of her lacy white panties. The cloth is slightly askew, revealing just a peak of her pink, hairless pussy. I get wet just looking at her, and ache to rub my own pussy through my jeans.

Just as I reach down and rub my throbbing cunt through my pants, a honk from behind me breaks me out of my trance. I've apparently been sitting there in the middle of the street a little too long. I wave at the other driver and drive ahead, losing sight of the sorority slut. As I begin imagining what her date might do to her tonight, blue lights flash in my rear view mirror. Great. I guess a cop noticed my little vacation in the middle of the road, too.

I pull over to the side of the road, and notice that the car behind me is an unmarked police car. Why does he care if I sit in the road too long? Doesn't he have better things to do? As he gets out of his car and starts walking towards me, I notice just how large he is. He's at least 6'4”. He's not a body-builder by any means, but he still looks like he could break me in half. I've already rolled down my window by the time he makes it to me, but the asshole still knocks on my door with his flashlight to get my attention. I grit my teeth against the knowledge that he's just scratched my paint, and say, “Is there a problem, officer?”

He speaks with his gruff voice, and tells me, “I'm going to need you to step out of the car, ma'am.”
“Is that really necessary, sir?”
He lowers his voice to a menacing growl, “Get out of the car. Now.”
“Okay.” As I step out of the car, I notice that, while his gun and taser seem genuine, his badge isn't real. It's a cheap plastic badge you'd get at a costume shop. He catches me looking at his badge and grabs me by the wrist, spins me around, and pins me against the car, my tits pressed against the door. “Who the fuck are you? Let go of me, now!”

In answer, he grabs my other arm, pulls out honest-to-god handcuffs, and cuffs my wrists together. I scream at him this time, “Who the fuck are you?!”
“That's none of your goddamn business, whore.”

He kicks my legs apart, and jams his knee into my crotch. My pussy that had been throbbing in pleasure only minutes before is now in searing pain. Tears stream from my eyes, and he squeezes his hand between me and the car, working his way up my shirt. He reaches my tits and squeezes the right one until I cry out in pain. Mercifully, he pulls his hand out of my shirt, and I breathe a sigh of relief, even as tears stream down my face from the pain in my pussy.

I hear a metallic click, and my breath catches in my throat in fear. I stand perfectly still, and he once again slides his hand up my shirt. This time, though, he has a knife. He runs it up my belly just firm enough to barely slice my skin. I scream, and he uses his other hand to roughly cover my mouth. He cuts me from belly-button to my bra, just enough to draw blood. Tears are now streaming down my face in earnest, and I can't control the sobbing noises coming from my throat. He adjusts the angle of the blade, and saws at my bra, also digging deeper into my flesh. The searing pain makes my breath catch again, but as soon as it started, it stops. He's cut through my bra, and my tits spring free. He pulls the bra away from my tits, and returns with the knife. He pokes at each of my nipples with the knife tip, causing me to cry out in fear. He chuckles darkly, the first noise he's made in several minutes, cuts down the length of my shirt for good measure, and removes his hand and the knife from inside my shirt.

Why has no one noticed that this is going on? We're on the side of the road. Surely someone should have noticed by now? He grabs my throat, moves his knee away from my aching crotch, and spins me around to face him. The hand on my throat tightens, making it all but impossible to breathe. With his other hand, he puts the knife to the base of my throat. I finally get a look at it; it's only about four inches long, but lethally sharp with one serrated edge. The smooth edge of the blade rests on my throat as he says, “Go on and cry, bitch. It's better when you cry.”

To be continued...

Anyone here in love with porn? 

About 2 years ago I decided to stop being ashamed of my porn addiction and embrace it. I started slowly by taking time out of my workday to find a place to hide and watch porn. I decided to break up with my girlfriend and only have sex with hookers occasionally and spend more time watching porn. I jerk off immediately after I wake up, listen to erotic fiction and pornstar interviews until my first break when I jerk off again. I repeat this process to the end of the day then go home and watch more porn while getting as stoned as possible. 

I have even begun to see reality as completely pornographic. On my days off I drive down around taking candid shots of college girls jogging, shopping or just hanging around. I've made it my goal to jerk off thinking about all my female coworkers. The ones I find the hottest I take pictures of then tribute. At this point I've jerked off thinking about fucking every woman in my life, including my own grandmother.

I love porn and jerking off and objectifying women, porn is my life, porn is my wife. Sex is great and I still have it, but I'm considering hiring the hottest, busty escort I can find and just having her pose for me while I jerk off. I used to have girlfriends and look at women as human beings, but now I just see them as sexual objects that bring me pleasure.

Anyone else just madly in love with porn? 

I confess I have this fantasy worked out and all I can think of when I jack off is this scenario, this is a work of fiction of course as its a fantasy, so no bs comments if you don't like it don't read it.

I want to date a girl who has a daughter just starting to bloom and is strict and abusive to her. I keep having this fantasy of watching the mom spank her as the girl struggles, and finally the mom gets fed up and yanks her little rainbow panties down, exposing her smooth bald ass and pussy. The mom continues to spank and the girl (well developed for her age in muscle through cheerleading and gymnastics) fights back until her mom decides to let a bigger stronger person handle it and has me take her daughter across my knee.

Oh, how I would spank a girl like that...

Hey Freakz,let me introduce lil' Ms.Puddles..................SHE BOUGHT ME MY VERY FIRST COCK-RING...........Where I'm from,that's a commitment.......Is it or is it not?
The world need MORE Women like this 1.............She's a Hott Mess,Indeed

If I told the story ............Truth is Stranger than Fiction:::::::::;.....................stay tuned

Topic: Resident Evil 6 Gif Uploads Denied?

Hello, Administrators of Motherless. I just got a notice that two of my uploads that have been waiting for approval had been deleted by an admin due to violating the terms of use. However, I don't think the two uploads were violating the terms of use at all.

The first one is a picture that is just a variation of what I had uploaded before and it was approved of before. It is basically this same animated gif, but with a different character. So unless this animated gif was approved accidentally, I don't see why the other one was denied.

Sherry Nude Neck Eating by Zombie Ryona

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The second upload that was deleted by an admin was an animated gif of a character being attacked by a dog and you can see the characters breasts bounce and jiggle around. The dog wasn't actually committing any intercourse with the character or even showing any signs of arousal. It is merely attacking the character and the character is trying to break free while it shows off her breasts. Most importantly, it is a video game character and is a work of fiction. I don't see how this violated the terms of use. Especially when a video very similar to it had been already uploaded before. See here:

Maybe I can get some air cleared up around here. All of the content that I have uploaded so far is just from a video game known as Resident Evil 6 with nude mods applied to it. It's all a work of fiction and no real person or persons were actually harmed in them. I do apologize if I sound rude or crude as that is not my intent. I am just confused as to why these two uploads were denied for approval. Thank you Motherless Staff for taking the time to address this.

About 250 years ago , my great, great, great, great,great, grandfather (he was really that great of a guy) had a vision of the future. At that particular moment in time, he and a few decent, hardworking men were busy building communities in the South , cause where else could decent hardworking people live. Anywho, in his vision he saw a great nation populated by people who loved sports. He thought to himself, that sports would be good entertainment for decent, hardworking people. So to help this vision become a reality, he knew that he had to find someone to play these sports , because decent, hardworking people don't have time to play games. He searched the world over until he found a continent populated by people who hated to work , but might be able to play sports. Boy was he ever right. He created a fictional story of needing these people to work the farms , so he started importing these people from Africa. So if you enjoy sports, just remember to thank my great×5 grandfather. You see , we weren't pro slavery, we were pro sports.

Hi all.

First post of my own here so a little backstory. All non fiction, my real blood related sister experiences.

I 32M have been interested in my sister 30F for a few years, I also have a foot fetish and that’s kinda the way she began to interest me. 

A few times over the years she has teased, I can’t tell if on purpose or not. She’s put her feet in my lap, in my face, allowed me to rub them once.  

Those instances are few and far between as we live apart.  
But the other night she had me over for some movies and a catch-up. I think I may have at least laid a foundation of some sort. 

That night she’s wearing a black track suit and no socks, the top would ride up all night revealing her gorgeous, toned stomach, with the hottest belly button piercing.

I positioned myself at the end of the L shape sofa where I knew she would stretch her feet out to.  

No contact happened early on, but most of the time she was sitting there legs up, spread open with one foot on the seat of the sofa next to me, the other resting on the back cushion inches from my head.

Later in the night is when what little happened started to happen.  

She wanted to stretch out further and her feet were already resting against my leg, not on it or anything.  

So I offered her to fully stretch her legs out and rest them on said leg, she then lifted them up and put them right on my crotch, right foot about half way down my thigh. As if that wasn’t heaven enough, her left heel and outside edge of her foot was square on the base of my cock. 

I was maybe a quarter hard at that point but soon the hard on started growing. Didn’t wanna chicken out this time so I just let it grow where it was, and twitched it frequently, just in case she couldn’t already feel it.  

Didn’t have the balls to look at her while doing it so I didn’t see her reaction, but there wasn’t any reaction my end. She just carried on wiggling her toes subtly every now and then. 

I’m pretty sure for part of that time she had dozed off, but she was definitely awake for the first 10 mins or so from when she put them there. So she must’ve felt at least something and not minded (I fucking hope). 

Once I was raging hard under her foot, I shifted my hips a little at one point to press ever so slightly harder into the foot that was resting on my cock.  

I was in heaven.

nothing further happened, but this is the second time something like this has happened. However, no alcohol involved this time.  

At the very least, she seems keen to have more movie nights, and she now knows that it’s ok to put her feet there, so will hopefully start the night like that.  

With a little luck, that’s planted the seed.  

I’ll update as and when. 

Hopefully there will be more to tell. 

If you made it this far, thanks for your time.  

Peace

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