From a shy college student who couldn't quite find her niche, to the confident post grad, wife/mom she became... I love to look through the pics over the years... I get a bit senimental as we talk and laugh on the phone, someimes leading into a nice phone sex session as I rib her about the 30 day rule.. we reminice and come together, planning for our next rendezvous.. "the older I get, the younger you look :)" "Oh Please... laughs"

I had discovered ML and was doing a bit of vetting the site, and, knowing how much she liked pornograph... promptly shared it with her at out next liason...

"You found something new,?"
" I did. I think you'll like it.."

"Lemme see.."

I watch as she cradles the laptop, knees up, right after we got into bed...

"This is pretty good..Is it legit?" "I've been lurking for a few months.. you know me.."

I watch as she deftly surfs the site, mutual comments about what we see, and as I notice her hand reach for her pussy, we look at each other and almost say in unison.. "If I (you) don't show my face, I'll be ok with it.. What's gonna be your nickname.." Her pussy was dripping and she was so so hungry as I teased her with Motherless porn..

Betweeen our times together, she texts and phones me about what she masturbates to here, what I have or want to post..

I just had to pick up my camera and catch the moment I first saw herhand reach down as she surfed the site...

I'm a grad student, and have a revolving door for my bedroom. The campus banned alcohol, and is closed after 10pm. I live off campus near all the local hangouts. I cruise around after 10 looking for drunk co-eds with no place to sleep. My favorite game is to wake up after them, and start demanding to know why their in my apartment.

When I was a senior some girlfriends and I went on a trip to the Bahamas. We stayed at a big resort our parents thought we’d just enjoy the weather, and the pools. We did but they didn’t know we wore thongs and went topless when we could! In the evenings we got dressed up and went clubbing. I’m 5’”4” blonde, fit, and B cups. I had a sexy blue dress with no bra and a slit up the side to show off my legs. My nipples were showing through the thin fabric and I know people could get a glimpse of my thong as I swirled around. We mostly danced with each other but I did meet a guy. Long story short, I fucked a 25 year old grad student who thought I was in college…compared to my bf, he really knew what he was doing lol! I got up to shower and go back to our shared room after 4 am! I met one of my girls also doing the walk of shame and we continued to share notes whispering, lest we wake our more responsible friend, as we entered our room and got in the shower. My friend was a little taller with long red hair, and c cup boobs. I think I’m a bit prettier but she’s a hotty :-) I was feeling pretty horny from our chat and began to soap her up, soon our giggling stopped as we started to kiss and finger each other. We’d never done this before but I was caught up in the moment. I dropped to my knees and buried my face in her trimmed red bush. I licked her to orgasm, we kissed some more and she did the same to me before we dried off and slipped into our beds.

I confess that when I was 24, I dated a 16 year old high school girl. I finished university at 23 in Ontario and that summer I traveled out to BC with a friend for something adventurous to do. When the winter came, I decided to stay out there for a while and got a job at a ski resort, as a lifty. Many of the people working up there were either around my age or younger, and a fair amount were high school students from the nearby city. This super cute and fun 15 year old girl took a liking to me and we became friends, but I was definitely not interested in anything more. I had never dated anyone more than a year younger than me and although of course the thought popped into my head, I kept my distance. So much so that after a while we didn't talk anymore. Then the next summer I ran into her and we decided to hang out sometime. I was now 24. She was now 16 and her tits had grown in a bit more. I was turned on but still thought of her as little sister to protect. Well she started to ask me to hang out all the time and I didn't have much going on there not knowing too many people so I obliged. She even invited me to her house and her mom didn't seem that weirded-out by my age (I didn't lie because I wasn't fucking her). Maybe she thought I was a nice mature boy, which I was.

I of course lied about her age to people I knew but she looked really young and I think they knew. She was only in grade 10 for god's sake. It was only a matter of time before one night when I dropped her off at home (just down the street from her house so she could sneak in since it was past her curfew) she made a move. It was very movie-like and somehow I was just mesmerized by the beauty of it. It was raining, I kid you not, and I stood outside with her, beside the car, parked at the side of the road. I could tell she didn't want to say goodbye. She stared up at me with her big beautiful innocent eyes and asked me to kiss her, just this once. We had talked about it once and I told her it could never be, but it was so magical and I just gave in and gave her that hollywood kiss in the rain. Then she went home.

After that I still told myself I would not let that happen again, but in a way I really wanted it to. I had kind of fell for the lolita. I actually really liked her. She was so cool and gorgeous for a 16 year old. I was just so attracted to her and although my morality was against it, it really really turned me on that she was a fresh little teen with still growing tits and braces. One night without me knowing she arranged to sleep over by telling her parents that she was sleeping at a friend's house. She sprang it on me late at night and said she couldn't go home now so I had to let her stay over. Well she basically seduced me and I ended up fucking her. I asked her like 10 times if she was sure and she said yes. I later found out she wasn't a virgin so I guess it wasn't that big of a deal to her, but it was to me. It was fucking AMAZING! She was so young and so tight and firm and fresh. Sure, she didn't know how to fuck, but that only made it all the better at the time. She was on the pill so I nailed her bareback and pulled out to jizz all over her. One of the best orgasms I have ever had. A couple days later we were home alone at my place (all roommates gone) and I fucked her on the couch, and that was it, I was in love and prepared to date this girl.

We ended up dating for a year. Her parents didn't really like it but accepted it because I was a good guy and didn't hide anything and came over for family stuff all the time. They also had a lot of family issues and this was kind of the least of their problems. I fucked her right in their house, many times. It was so surreal. She still had a curfew and wasn't supposed to sleep over at my house and I wasn't supposed to sleep there, although we always broke those rules. Sometime I just couldn't believe I was dating a little high school girl with rules and parents to answer to. Somehow it made the whole thing so hot. I told my friends and family back home that I had a young girlfriend but still pretended she was 19. They would rightly think me a pervert for fucking a 16 year old. I eventually moved back to Ontario for grad school and never came back. We talked on the phone for a while and then I started banging a uni student of mine (I was a TA and one of my first year uni students came after me, but that is a whole other story) so I stopped talking to her and that was it. She was a great girl and I still wonder what shes up to sometimes. Since then I have fucked girls more than 8 years my junior (for instance I am 32 and fucked a 20 year old recently), but never a girl that young again. There was a certain precious beauty to fucking such a young girl and boy did we ever fuck. I really trained her and taught her everything. She even reluctantly let me fuck her in the ass a couple times. I just remember her stomach down on the bed, me holding her cheeks open with my fat dick in her perfect little asshole (no ass hair yet, and a nice pink colour), her moaning a little in pain and me thinking, "I can't believe I have my 24 year old cock in the ass of this tight little 16 year old. It probably won't ever get better than this."

Of course I have had some great sex since, but in some ways it will never quite top that triumph. The crazy part is I wasn't just using her, I actually loved the girl. This is just one of about a dozen sex stories I can never tell anyone in real life since it is too taboo but I wanted to share it on here. I have a feeling way more people than you think do stuff like this and nobody says anything because of social standards and such. How strange that we all want nothing more than to fuck a cute little teen, but no man can publicly admit this or he will be ruined. What a repressive time this is for sexuality.

I'm a pretty 21yr grad student. I come from good family and upper middle class 2 parent home. I have been afforded opportunities and showered with attention from my parents. We are black, yes, families such as ours do exist.

But I have always been attracted to white men and vice versa. My father would disown me if he new this.

I have this fantasy of being kidnapped and taken to a mountain cabin by 4 or 5 rugged, kinky, racist mountain men. At the cabin they will humiliate me. I will be gangraped, dp'd, fisted, pissed on etc. Made to swallow load after load of hot cum. When I am covered in cum they piss on me to clean it off. Then I am held down while the dog gets his turn with me. All the while brutalizing me, slapping, spitting, chocking me while the call me the filthiest racist names.
I know I'm a sick puppy but this turns me on so much.

I confess that i have liked this girl for a long time, but i can never seem to get anywhere with her. She is the same age as me, red hair, pretty good looking, and crazy smart.

The first time that i saw her was in the 8th grade. She was a transfer student and at the time, had a REALLY bad attitude about the small town that i live in. But she was so amazing that the second she walked into the door, time kind of slowed down. (i know it sounds super cheesy, but i had a huge crush on her and was actually not that into any girls at the time) Her and i would argue day after day. She was always so "grumpy" and in return i would pretend that i knew everything. But in reality, I was just happy to be around her when i could.

Over time, she made less friends and more enemies, but her and i would still continue to bicker from time to time. That was until our Junior year, she got to move off to some college as an early grad and i was left here. I still could not completely get her out of my mind, but I began to notice and cultivate a relationship with a redheaded girl a year younger then me. We had been friends since we were close to 4 years old and did a LOT of stuff together like band and church youth. She was always so caring and devoted to helping people and all around a good girl to be around, but i had long since been put into that dreaded friend zone and could never tell her how i felt until about 6 or 7 months ago.

The problem that i have is that the "mean" redhead that was my age, i had written a letter (or rather a long message on the internet) to telling her what i really thought of her. and surprisingly enough, she not only was shocked, but kind of felt the same way too. This put me in a weird position, either pursue the one that i had a major crush on since we met knowing that she would just move off again in a couple weeks, or continue to take care of the one that i saw every day and she had no idea how i felt.

Well i finally decided to go for it and asked the older redhead out to dinner. The only problem, was right before the date was supposed to take place, I had been hanging out with one of my guy buddies and asked the younger redhead to hang out with us. When she showed up, she said that she wasn't feeling well, but didn't want to be alone. She went into the other room and laid down. Even though i was about to go to a very important dinner with a girl that i had a crush on for years, there was my very good friend so sick that i was almost afraid i would have to take her to the hospitable. My guy friend and i picked her up and decided that she needed to go home and rest, so we took her and her car home. I then proceeded to pick up the girl my age and took her to a rather nice dinner. However, the thought of my friend was in the back of my mind the ENTIRE time. All i could think about was i hope she was ok and instead of going out and treating my crush right, i cut the date short and just took her home.

Now from time to time, i still see that crush when she comes home for holidays and summer. and even though i am in college now too, i still think about that night and wonder what if things had been different?

Do you think i did the right thing or did i just screw up a perfectly good relationship because i couldnt get the thought of my friend out of my mind?