Excuse me Devil, won't You check to see did I have the right hint for the password? If not so that I can give You more clear hint. I mean, even tho You get crazy and drive me nuts to konda hate You. Am I not still Your slave, because I wait like I am. Not saying I won't be a little hard work because You made a mess out of me. But I do wait like a little puppet at the corner of the shelf all dusty. I want because my mind and body knows that You hold the key and I am not running from what I crave and desire, and just as well I still know that in me is the puzzle peace that fits for You and what You crave. So i just want to know can You log in with the new password or not. So when You feel like talking to me, that we can. Is that something uncomfortable to ask?

I hate that she won’t fuck on her period but god I love the messes she makes

M18, I‘m addicted to wearing my mom‘s sexy underwear. I get so horny feeling her thong on my dick. I always leave a big mess in her underwear

Is uploading messed up?

I came downstairs one summer morning my mom and dad split years ago and my mom was kind of a mess. we lived in a one bedroom apartment so her sle#%^ on the couch was nothing new when I get into the living room mom‘s pas%# out dru)$ on the pullout couch naked at the time my mom was may late 30’s she is about 5‘7 170 so I little on the thicker side, her breasts are probably bigger c cups and she had big silver dollar nipples. I crawl into bed and started exploring her pussy, her pussy was shaved but had a little stubble, she had what I call an “innie“ vagina so I had to spread it to get to her lips. i started slowly looking and lightly touching, putting my face close and smelling the sent coming off she was laying on her back with legs cocked I realized she was deeply pas/{ %^# when I could fit my finger up to the first knuckle inside of her, after a while of my finger exploring her inside, she woke up having an orgasm on my hand, it started with her breathing really fast, and loud sigh, and I can feel her pulsating like her pussy was squeezing against my finger,. She opened her eyes, still dru#, looked at me then looked down at her vagina with my finger inside her and had another orgasm she was propped up on her elbows, looking directly into my eyes. She said something like oh wow, under her breath I felt her pulsating on my finger again and let out a loud groan. she leaned her head back and laid back down, reached her arm out and grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards her head . She pulled my shorts and underwear down grabbed the base of my penis as she was doing this she still had her legs cocked on her back, but she was looking off on the other direction I remember looking into her face I saw her, close her eyes head back towards my waist,and took my whole penis in her mouth using her other hand to grab and squeeze here tits then moved her hand down to rub her clit, she was rubbing herself in big circles really fast i could hear a squishing sound coming from her pussy, she sucked my cock with her eyes closed the entire time, but she did moan and deep throat, after a few minutes, she pulled her head away, spread her legs took her fingers to spread her lips and said put it in here. I got between her legs, put the head on my cock against her vagina this was a long time ago, but I do remember placeing the head of my penis on top of her slit and then sliding it down when it got to her vagina, she thrusted hard and my cock went in, she let out a loud groan as it slid in. I kind of just sat on my knees, as she rocked back and forth on her hips, grunting, and panting loudly starting slowly then working her pace up, I can still see her tits jiggling with each of her thrusts she did 100% of the work I can’t remember how long i lasted but after what seemed like a few minutes, she started to move up on her elbows and throwing her pussy into me, she was just staring down at her pussy watching my cock go in and out her panting and groaning started to get very loud, I remember looking down at her pussy as my cock appeared and disappeared in rapid succession, and then looking up at her tits, bouncing up and down and her face getting sweaty with her mouth open in the shape of an O. the next thing I remember telling her that I’m starting to get really dizzy. She said it’s OK hun let it go, i had my very first orgasm inside of my own mother. I can’t remember if she had an orgasm when I came, but I do remember her nipples being rock hard

Ms Peachy messing around with her new toy

Are You saying that the Devil is not watching his toy at all? Or liking how even when mad at Him i know my place? Do please tell me is it not hot being ready for those eyes at all times and craving the naughty little mess? Not hot Devil seeing my devoted body and mind? 

What messed up things would you do to this whore?

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.