with the pot-leaf backpacks. yum.

Bernard's Cock

This is the confessional story of how Bernard was able to fuck whoever he wanted in class.

Bernard was timid and shy, and his thin body reflected this. However, as is often the case with such a person, he was the horniest of fuckers. Losing his virginity permeated his thoughts throughout every minute of his waking life, and when he slept, well, needless to say all his dreams had a common theme. Every morning Bernard awoke to the disappointment that the cunt he thought he'd finally been penetrating, was just another dream, and that in fact all he had achieved in doing was to make his pyjamas wet and sticky about the groin area again.

Eighteen and the closest he'd been to fucking was in his dreams. However, an unearthly gift was about to change all this.

The first time it happened, Bernard was in Math class. Sitting absentmindedly as ever, Bernard would alternate his gaze between the clock on the wall, and the view out the window. The girls were playing volleyball in the playground. He would try not to stare at them for too long, firstly so that he wasn't caught, and secondly so that he wouldn't get an erection in class. Every time one of the girls would jump to shoot, he would narrow his vision at their vest covered breasts, some were larger than others, but all gave him equal delight.

Turning his attention back to his text book, Bernard couldn't help but notice the pink thong of the girl in the desk in front of his. She was Jessica Riley, and she was the prettiest of things. Seeing her thong from behind, Bernard couldn't help but imagine what the front would look like, how she would look with nothing but the thong on, with her long brunette hair resting on her naked shoulders. How he would love to pull her thong to oneside and taste her fresh pussy, how her body would writhe under the influence of his tongue up her cunt. Bernard's breaths begin to become shorter when all at once his thoughts were suddenly broken.

Mrs Adams was standing over his desk. "Distracted by something again Bernard?", she enquired in harsh tones.
"No Mrs, sorry Mrs", fell the words out of his embarrassed red face.

Leaning forward, Mrs Adams continued to lecture Bernard on the importance of remaining focused in class and studying well. However it fell on dead ears, Bernard had already been distracted by her low cut top, draping off her shoulders, exposing first her collar bones, then her well defined cleavage. Bernard tried to retain eye contact with Mrs Adams, tried to look as if he was paying attention to her words. It was too dificult. He Intermittently nodded to simulate agreement with what she was saying, however this was merely an excuse to catch a glimpse down her blouse.

Seeing the top of her black lace bra, remembering the sight of Jessica's pink thong. Imagining Mrs Adams and Jessica naked together, rubbing each others bodies, kissing each others lips. Picturing them on their knees under his desk, pulling down his trousers, seeing their astonished faces as he reveals his gigantic cock (it wasn't). Bernard could no longer suppress the feeling in his boxers, a bead of sweat rolled down his face, and his cock all of a sudden was erect.

As instantaneously as Bernard's cock was hard, Mrs Adams speech wash frozen. He looked up awaiting the next sentence but it didn't come. He looked around, no one was moving. He looked out the window, the girls had stopped playing volleyball, frozen like statues in their sporting poses. Finally he looked back at the clock on the wall, it ticked no longer. In total shock, Bernard rose from his seat. Shaking like a leaf he reached out to touch Mrs Adams' arm. It was warm and soft, she remained totally motionless and unaffected.

The distress evident on Bernard's face slowly faded as his parted lips transformed into a wry grin. The realisation time was frozen and his cock was rock solid made Bernard overwhelmed with a strange blend of fear and joy. Building in confidence, he reached for Mrs Adams' tits, the first non-maternal pair he'd ever felt. He squeezed them with delight. In the blink of an eye he had removed her blouse, and then - not without difficulty - removed that seductive lace bra, dropped it to the floor, and almost awe struck eye-balled her large exposed tits. Those grand orbs of desire, framed and enhanced by a thin waist and slender shoulders. Bernard was beside himself.

Removing his own top, Bernard moved closer to Mrs Adams. He threw his arms around her waist tightly to feel her naked torso against his. He tasted her lips, slid his hands down her trousers and groped her firm ass cheeks. After feeling her tongue with his own one, he moved down to kiss her neck, in doing so he saw it again - over Mrs Adams' shoulder - the pink thong of Jessica Riley.

How had he forgotten about Jessy, sitting there, bent forward, frozen. He stepped away from Mrs Adam's body, approached Jessica's desk. She sat there with the end of a pencil in her mouth. How innocent she looked clearly deliberating on one of the problems from class. Bernard was transfixed by her pretty frozen face, by her soft lips teasing the end of that pencil, he couldn't resist any longer. Her head was at a perfect height, he turned it towards his crotch and dropped his trousers. He ripped off his boxers and manually opened her mouth, then - slowly yet purposefully - buried his throbbing cock in her gob. He felt her wet tongue before the back of her mouth.

His heart beating like a drum, Bernard lost all self-control. Taking hold of her head with both hands, Bernard begin thrusting in and out of her mouth. The silence in the room was broken by the sound of squelching and of Bernard's balls ricocheting off her chin. Jessica's mouth became ever fuller with spit and bile as she began to gag on Bernards cock which gave him a shock. He took his cock out her mouth to see if she had awoken. She hadn't, but moreover, she was more beautiful than ever. Frozen in time with saliva hanging between her mouth and his cock, her eye make-up a mess.

Bernard lifted Jessica out of her chair. Fortunately she stood of her own accord. Starting from the top down, Bernard unbuttoned her shirt one by one. She didn't wear a bra, and her perky budding tits were a sight to behold. Small, unassuming, fucking perfect. Her body was just as Bernard had imagined. Petite as anything, slightly tanned, soft, delicate, ripe.

Bernard continued to strip both his mannequinesque beauties completely bear. He looked around the room at all the other frozen faces, but with little inspection was sure he already had the two finest women in the room stripped naked, ready at his disposal. He pushed Mrs Adam's onto his desk face up, and positioned her body so that her head dangled off the end. With some effort and plenty of huffing and puffing, he lifted Jessica's body on top of Mrs Adams' the other way around and on all fours, so that her hairless pussy rested right above Mrs' Adams' upside down face.

Bernard stood back and admired his perfect fucking creation. Proudly he stood up to it, kissed Jessica's pretty little ass cheek (for it looked so sweet), then angled his cock down towards Mrs Adams' mouth. He secured the two bodies in place with his hands, and begin to pummel her mouth like a rabid dog fucks their favourite toy.

Once again the room was full of the sound of gagging. This time Mrs Adams' mouth squelching whilst spit spluttered out all over her face. Bernard stopped fucking her face for a moment, again admiring his creation and the mess he'd made of it.

Using his hand, he cupped up some of the saliva from his cock and Mrs Adams' messy face, and dribbled it over Jessica's ass. Bernard returned his cock to Mrs Adam's throat, burying his whole length in there as far is he could go, holding it there for a few seconds so to lube up his cock. He pulled it out again, took a firm grip of Jessica's hips, and with some force required, squeezed his cock into her asshole.

Her asshole, tight as it was, gradually parted, expended, and engulfed the head of Bernard's cock. He slid inch after inch, deeper and deeper into her shitter, and as he reached maximum penetration, she wimpered.

Again Bernard feared she had awoken. He reached forward and turned her head to face him. It was still motionless, yet now it bore an expression of discomfort. Still angling her face towards him, Bernard removed all but the head of his cock from her ass. Staring deeply into her eyes (still beautifully framed by her messed up makeup), he slammed his cock hard up her ass to the sound of flesh slapping flesh and another whimper. Certainly she was still frozen in time, but to Bernard' delight, she quietly whimpered as he continued to pound her ass.

After a few minutes of fucking Jessica's pretty little ass, he removed his cock, and spat onto her barely gaping hole. It slid over her asshole, down the ravine between her red ass cheeks towards her pussy, before dripping on Mrs Adams' face. The sight of this excited Bernard immensely, and joyfully he returned his ass stenching cock to Mrs Adams' throat.

He pounded away gleefully, alternating between the teachers gob and the students asshole, the messier Mrs Adams' face became, and the more Jessica whimpered, the more Bernard became excited. Frantically he fucked both of them until he felt a contortion in his stomach. Uncontrollably, as if possessed, he stretched Jessica's ass cheeks wide apart, found her drenched wet cunt with the head of his cock, plunged the whole thing in, and instantly erupted. With a demonic grunt, the likes of which Bernard did not know he could produce, Bernard was finished.

So that's the story of how Bernard lost his virginity (if you can call it that). After cumming (and taking a moment to watch his cum spew out of Jessica's pussy onto Mrs Adams' face) he quickly cleaned and dressed the pair, and soon as his cock was soft again, the clock ticked again. Needless to say Jessica and Mrs Adams' were might confused as to why their makeup had suddenly became a mess, why Jessica's ass was sore, and why Mrs Adams' had lost her voice. However it remained an unsolved mystery.

From that day onwards, whenever Bernard got an erection, time froze. Might this gift turn out to be a curse for our timid Bernard. Who knows? All Bernard knows, is that he had the best fucking experience of his life, one that he couldn't have even dreamed off without his magic cock.

Alright guys and gals I have a request for you at motherless. A very close friend of mine starred in her first adult video Friday June sixth for a website called brokemodel.com she is a petite girl with a four leaf clover tattoo on her ass and a small UFO tattoo on her collar bone. She didn't use her real name for obvious reasons but I was hoping someone here could help find this video for me.

What is the significance of life? What is the significance of doing what we do day to day? Where is mankind going as a whole? We live and so we do. Because we are alive, we put ourselves in motion. There are so many people, so many paths, and yet each of us can only choose one path. So where do we go? What do we do? We are each a leaf, blowing through the winds of life. We look for meaning in the things we do, so that we will have purpose. Life is the blink of an eye.

On Friday morning I cycled out to a local dogging/cruising spot I found when trawling the internet. I wasn't expecting much on a friday morning, but thought I would check it out and maybe return one evening.

I cycled to the woods where it was supposed to be, got of my bike and pushed it along with me as I explored. There was a bit of evidence about, a few empty beer cans, tissues and a couple of condoms. So I thought worth returning to. Just being there with the used tissues and condoms started to stir some interest in my lycra clad crotch. Before starting my ride again I thought I would take a quick piss seeing as it was rather secluded and quiet. I got my cock out, semi erect, and look a piss, enjoying the feeling and having a little stroke. I had just put my cock back into my cycling shorts when I heard a quiet "pssst" behind me.

I turned around and saw a young guy stood there with a very obvious bulge in his jeans, which he was rubbing his hand over. He looked me straight in the eyes and just said "want to take that back out?". Almost involuntarily I lowered my lycra and he was down on his knees taking my cock in his mouth. My cock is rather average sized, but I was still surprised that he took it so deep that he could lick my balls at the same time. After a few moments of sucking he pulled away, and turned me around, parted my cheeks and rimmed my arse. Fuck, as he reached around and stroked my cock I thought I would cum straight away. It wasn't long before he could sense my impending ejaculation, and he spun me back around just in time for me to cum over his face.

He then spoke again, he hadn't said anything else since telling me to take my cock out. "My turn". He pushed me down on to my knees. I pulled open the buttons on his fly as he pulled his cock out. He then thrust his cock into my open mouth. I haven't sucked much cock, and it was a bit of a shock. He held my head and kept thrusting. He groaned each time I gagged and my spit was running down my chin. Fuck, it was making my cock hard again, which made him laugh and thrust even harder. Suddenly he stopped, with his cock balls deep into my gagging mouth. I felt stream after stream of hot cum flow out down my throat. He raised his foot slightly so it touched my balls and I came over his shoe. Fuck, it was so hot, my cock was so sensitive cumming twice so quickly.

He pulled his cock out, wiped it on my face. For fucks sake. He then stood with his legs slightly apart, groaned slightly, and took a big piss. I just watched, I wanted to taste it, but couldn't find the words to ask him to piss in my mouth, so I just watched it splash down onto the leafs.

Finally he spoke again. "10am next Friday". He put his cock away, and walked off with my cum still on his face.

I took a swig from my water bottle, had another piss myself and rode home.

Here’s my newest video of my gf deepthroating my cock and brushing her teeth with my cum. This time I made her get naked and do it outside. Sorry about the neighbor’s leaf blower and barking dog, but that’s just one of the pitfalls of making homemade porn.

Please can we have a good quality media player in the new year..one that "DOES NOT" downgrade the quality of the video..thank you guys..

If you do I'll send the girlfriend round for one night,she's a really dirty bitch and will do anything..she knows how to suck a cock ,she could suck start a leaf blower.!

I got my cock sucked by a dude! It was wierd has hell at first but after a couple of minutes and that warm mouth working my cock I got really horney and it wasn't at all bad. I was at the beach and this older guy was really friendly, shared lunch with me, let me use his jet ski and invited me up for a swim later in the afternoon at his place, just a half a block or so off the beach. I didn't know it but he was gay and once we went to his place he kinda of changed and he sort of started to hit on me. At first he started by wanting to skinny dip in the pool, saying the salt in our truncks were bad for the PH of the pool. I felt a bit wierd but went along, still not really not knowing what Jim had in mind! It didn't take long before I found out though!
Jim's eyes locked onto my cock from the moment I slipped out of my shorts and he got a strange grin on his face, that I will never forget, as I walked into the pool by the stairs and saw he was already hard and stroking his uncut 9 or 10 inch cock very slowly. I was shocked but tried to be cool and act like it was no big deal as I felt the cold water hit my balls. Jim woke me from my trance by coming directly over to me and asking if I was cold, I had goose bumps all over, I just mummbled something and Jim started rubbing my body as if to warm me. My head was spinning and I wanted to tell him to stop but I didn't and his hands finally found my cock and even though I was shaking like a leaf I let him play with my cock. He worked me semi-hard playing with my cock and then backed me back to the pool stairs and had me sit on the top stair. I was still 3/4 stting in water as Jim took my cock head like a bobbing apple and worked it bringing me to a full blown hard-on and any thoughts of stopping far from mind. Jim sucked me like this for a long time without me cumming, must have been the cold water on my balls, but after a while we got out of the pool and went into the house. I had a swollen cock standing like a flag pole and it would flinch as Jim played with my ass as we walked into his bedroom from the back patio porch. I was on fire and had precum leaking from my cock head as I saw that king size bed and felt Jim rub up against me pushing me onto it. Jim slid in next to me and worked our cocks together with his hands smearing my precum between us before he took my pulsating cock once again into his warm wet mouth. It didn't take me as long this time to finally explode a massive load of cum into Jim's hungry mouth and he didn't spill a drop. I cummed like a horse, I am not shitting, I have never cummed like that before, it was really hot. Jim worked my cock till it was as soft as a nuddle and I left shortly there after and have not been back since but I have thought about it. Jim invited me to come around anytime but said next time we could try some "other things" and I am not sure what that means.

It was just before dawn One miserable morning in black 'forty four. When the forward commander was told to sit tight when he asked that his men be withdrawn. And the Generals gave thanks as the other ranks held back the enemy tanks for a while. And the Anzio bridgehead was held for the price of a few hundred ordinary lives.

And kind old King George sent Mother a note when he heard that father was gone. It was, I recall, in the form of a scroll, with gold leaf and all. And I found it one day in a drawer of old photographs, hidden away. And my eyes still grow damp to remember his Majesty signed with his own rubber stamp.

It was dark all around. There was frost in the ground when the tigers broke free. And no one survived from the Royal Fusiliers Company C. They were all left behind, Most of them dead, the rest of them dying. And that's how the High Command took my daddy from me.

I admit that for the past 10 years I have been a paedophile. And I have hated my self every day for it ever since. But not anymore, it ends today. I am turing over a new leaf. I am done with that shit.

Um wow. I know you can't see her face, but does anyone have more of this girl or know of her. She has four leaf clovers tattooed on her chest. I think her name is Cailin or Caitlin, something like that and lives in CA. I know it's a long shot but she is tasty looking.

hey, i search now so long for a Rap clip with a pornstar (brown hair, lil tits) playing a cleaning lady, i saw a year ago or more.she was walking to a big house, where she rings on the door. the women of the house let her in and you shows her were and what she has to clean, and she leaf. the girl starts to destroy everything in the house and makes her own party gos under the shower and i dont know anymore what all. what i remeber from the music, was something like ... welcome to LA...or...this is how its coing in LA ... i realy dont know it anymore :) so please can somebody help me with finding that clip??

I confess that Jose (not his real name) placed his leaf blower gently over my pussy, then shoved in his sexy burrito.

(Pic is not him, just an example of his looks)

I need help Finding a GGW video!
The first scene is a petite latina girl playing on a boat. The second is a brunette. The scene is in a room, and the girl is wearing a blue bikini top, I think. Se has a necklace with big weed leafs on it, and meantions that her boyfriend is out on a boat.

Can someone help me find it? Name or something?

Young Leaf

There was a spring that I went with my family on a trip to a national park. We stayed outside of the park, at a campground, and drove all around to do the touristy stuff. These days I might be one of those weird people that actually get along with their family and don't mind the time together. The campground was nice and each loop had a few cabins and space for RVs but the best part was that you couldn't see any of the other campers from your little lot. A few cousins and I ended up in a cabin so the RVs wouldn't be so packed, (knowing this place - no - not an incest story). This is all context to tell you that there was only one communal bath-compound thing.

Glory Holes. I'm not going to try to surprise you all. Its dicks in holes in walls so dicks can get into other holes. The women had their half of public bathroom / showers and so did the men. Anyone in a cabin didn't have a shower, and my little node of the family trip only brought our pop-up which my parents were in. It was an AMAZING place (I have gone back and the whole loop was moved, and bathrooms updated). I spent the whole first day running, hiking, biking all around the campground which is what led me to the showers. When I went in the showers were full, and I was only hoping to get a rinse down before dinner and then go back for a real shower later. I stalled for time by ducking into one of the stalls. I sat down on the pot and sent a text to my parents knowing them i'd be about 15min late, and set a reminder for myself. The hole wasnt in my stall, but I did hear some other people tittering about it as they told their friends on the way out. I had gloryhole experience before, once, and itd been an experience. Not exactly fun but hot then and hotter in retrospect. I scooted out real quick and checked in the empty stalls until i got to the one with the hole, second from last stall.

It was an old stall wall that had been repaired a few times already and was only just attached to the wall. plywood had been screwed to both sides to hold the toilet paper racks on. They had, of course, been broken off and a hole made in the plywood. I flushed the toilet (gross) and waited for a shower to open up while trying not to let my heart beat out of my chest. To help I was going to scroll through my feed but the bathroom door opened and my eyes snapped to the hole and were transfixed on the wierd beige green of the opposite stall wall. I remember I could see someone had tried to scratch the swastika on the wall but fucked it up, and then tried to scratch out their mistake. The stupidity of it made me laugh by accident and i think that was what made that person enter the opposite stall. I also think they knew about the gloryhole because the guy came into the stall already unzipping his shorts and his dick was already half hard. He was a white guy, some kind of labor worker judging by the insane farmers tan he had going on. He was older than i was, as most of the guys i serviced on that vacation were, but his was the first; somewhere near the end of his college days i guessed. i fully admit to getting on my knees as soon as the stall door opened, at first so i could get a better view but - yeah, i know how that sounds. he paused for half a second but was flattening his hips against the wall and shoving his dick through almost instantly. 'get it, bitch' he said in his most 'street' sounding voice. It was bad enough that i noticed how fake it sounded, which made me laugh again and at this point, fully coming to the cold sober realization that i had easily agreed to his demands. my laugh was more like a hum around his dick and he cooed in response. I'd had gloryhole experience before, and gay sex, but really nothing that let me stay in control, but this was all control. This stranger just had to belly up to the wall and enjoy whatever i did, or be sad with what i chose not to do. i could do what i wanted in that stall and, for that lucky guy, i used myself on his cock. As soon as it was hard i was trying to get it farther and farther down my throat. He whimpered quietly while people came and went around us and i alternated between swirling my tounge on the head of his dick and making the sloppiest mess of my mouth that i could; his cock inching down my throat each bob of my head.

I could smell the sweat of him from the warm spring night. he made the smallest thrusting motions that i found adorable. I wished the hole would have been bigger than it was because right then i really wanted to slip a hand around behind this guy and finger his ass too. i was so super charged on lust i mumbled "i want it' around his dick. In truth i wasnt having all that hard of a time, he was maybe 5 long and not super thick. he was veiny though and feeling the blood pulsing in the veins of that organ was getting me very, very high. I thought he was cumming, and he might have...at first. the hot splash i was expecting hit my throat and not knowing that i could, i opened up my throat to simply take it. the stream got stronger after two seconds and i realized he was pissing directly down my throat and into my stomach. I could feel it splashing and filling me up. it was a shock, and gross, and rude and- and- and....it was so so hot. i couldn't handle the gross shock and the gross revelation at the same time and i puked. the guy laughed, packed up and was out of the bathroom before i had time to finish heaving. a horrible thought occured to me and i checked the timer id set for myself; 8 minutes left. desperate and scared someone would know what happened to me I peeked out from my stall at the showers. they were small things with a privacy curtain, a tiny room to leave your clothes, and the shower - two were open. I literally ran in and rinsed myself off as best I could and made it back in time for dinner. I packed those four or five minutes up and put them on the 'do not disturb' shelf in my mind for a long time after that and went on about life. It took me years to wrap my head around how i felt about it - but i wish i could make myself relive it, and stay on him.

After dinner I was still having small panic attacks that someone near me would say i smelled like piss. every sip from my drink reminded me. i caught myself wondering if anyone i knew would do something like that to someone else. would they enjoy it? I waited until later in the night before heading back for a proper shower. with my towel and shampoo under arm i looked around at our campsite loop and noted eight RVs with as many cabins; all looked to have some kind of occupancy. There were at least four other families i saw in our loop alone, and the one directly across from ours looked full earlier that day also. I wondered how busy the bathroom would be during our stay, and how likely it was that it might be too busy for what i was hoping for. nobody came in while i was taking my shower, or the half hour i sat in the bathroom stall after that.

It was early the next morning, when i stopped in after a run. my stall was open so i went in and finished peeing before anyone else came in. I sniffed reflexively. Im still not sure if I was hoping pissman would come back or not. The first person did their business and left but someone came in soon after them, and more after that. I looked at my watch. 8:20am. I'd be in residence at 8am sharp most days after that, but someone did enter my companion stall. He was taller and had on basketball shorts which he pulled down right away and started to piss. I was suffering flashbacks and being in that stall, with the smell of pee baked into the floor, and hearing it hit water made me gag. I stood up, the movement caught the other guys attention in the exposed hole. I watched him back off and put himself away quickly. I very sensually approached the hole, aware all he'd be able to see was the Y of my crotch, and swayed side to side a little. I could hear him say something, but i did get 'oh shit - something - real.' I think he didn't think they were real, which made me smile. I know how to use my smile. squatting down I put my mouth right to the hole so he could see my grin and blew a small kiss his way. he couldn't see who i was, i know that, but it was still a terrifying rush. I was hooked. he was cute and put his crotch to the hole, shorts and all, which was its own kind of hot; kissing dick through clothes and feeling it get hard is fun too. eventually i stopped when he wasn't taking his shorts down and frowned. he backed up enough to see my frown and paused. his hands were shaking like a leaf. I still think it was his first time with a guy. Eventually I opened my mouth to tell him he didn't have to. "uumm, fine." he said weakly, then leaned down and whispered to me "just the tip".

the next second his dick was through and I knew right away it wasn't going to be just the tip. It was, for about two minutes, I stayed on his cockhead like glue and he melted against the wall. Then i started to go a little deeper on him and that made his cock jump every time i did. I could hear him whispering something every time i went down but if he was complaining I couldn't tell. it went on like this for five or six minutes, lavishly slobbering over and sucking this absolute stranger's cock and i was in a total fog. I could have stayed there all day. Someone knocked on my friend's door, I was beginning to think he couldn't cum becasue he knew i had to be a guy, but the knock on the door shocked him and he jumped which sent his dick down my throat and it started erupting with rope after rope of thick cum. my partner said "Yaaaaah!" when the knock came at his door. Poor guy had to be terrified he'd been caught. The person that knocked laughed uproriously at my partner's little scream. He packed up fast and bolted out too.

I spent a lot of time in that stall that trip, and a good bit in the showers. Im sure there were seven total partners i had, and i remember the details about them all, if anyone is interested.

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This is a really real, all genuine life experience of mine. I can't prove any of it becuase im not a moron who takes selfies for proof.

You can ask me about ANY of these details, or more, and I'll be happy to chat. I've left some descriptors out that might make it more fun.

I have more stories so there will be more of these. it feels good to unload this memory somewhere else besides my own thoughts.