does anyone have any videos where the guy takes his mom's virginity? Nina Hartley or Andi James preferred, Cory Chase or Zoey Holloway acceptable. I've seen the Vanessa Cage one but she's too young for milf stuff imo

Hello motherless community,

I've got a question to all of you and I hope someone with experience can help me out a little.
Now this is 100% real, but I don't blame you if you doubt me.

So I'm a 22 year old Dutch guy. My best friend (who I know since Elementary school) came to me a few weeks ago telling me he was gay. Now this came to me as a somewhat of a shock since he had his fair share of girls. However, he's been single for a while now, not even chasing women. That's logical since him coming out of the closet to me. He told me that I was the first to know, he didn't even tell his parents yet. But this wasn't the big shock. An even bigger shock came after what he told me next. He told me that he was in love with me. Now THAT was a big... HUGE shock. I didn't know what to say. There was an awkward silence after his confession. He broke the silence, knowing that I'm not gay at all and told me that he knew that and didn't expect anything of it. He just thought it was fair to let me know.

I told him I respected that and admired him of being able to do these huge confessions to me. I asked how long he was in love with me and he replied that it was for a year now. He found out he was gay with his last girlfriend and broke up with her, but the feelings for me did not come right away.

With still hung out after that, but for me it did become a bit awkward. He doesn't act differently around me now, so that is awesome, but I can't help but feel sorry for him. I kinda feel like I'm friendzoning him. Now I know it's not the case, but I still feel this way.

Now the part of my little confession. I'm not gay, but I'm kinda willing to help my friend. He told me he did not have any sexual contact with another man. Let me be clear, I don't want him anywhere near my asshole. But you know, I kinda wanna... I don't really know how to say this. But I'm considering him to check out my body in a somewhat sexual way, so that he could feel comfortable around a mans naked body. Perhaps even letting him giving me a BJ. But, that's about it and I do not even consider doing more.

My question to you guys, should I do it, or would it be even more awkward since he is my best friend. Anyone has experience with a situation similar to mine? Please give me some advice.

And yes, I understand if people think this is fake just to get attention and you have a right to that opinion, but I swear that this is the truth.

Off topic just have to vent.

Dont gamble people. it is like a drug or worse. IT controlled me, im so depressed. What started as a fun night out with my girlfriend at the casino turned me into an addict. I started lyinng and sneaking up to the casino. I started spending all my savings.I started spending money i shouldnt of. I didnt drink and was sober.

Im 30, i have a clean criminal record. I kept chasing losses and tried to borrow and lie to cover up what i did. I then thought of illegal things to get money to support the habbit. I just turned into a different person, i dont know what gotten into me.

I had such a happy life, a great girlfriend and i blew it all. i dont see any point living. she left me cuz i lost everything and then some. i got nothing going for me and i am in debt up to my eyeballs

No clue how to recover, noway to get money... eating canned soup debating when to take my life.
had over 6figures, and now nothing

I confess that my husband and his best friend chase me for 2 years after a threesome, it's been flattering

I've decided to allow them to enjoy their pursuit, do you agree that I should?

I'll cut right to the chase...I had sex with a guy with Down syndrome. It wasn't planned, one thing just led to another.

I was sitting on the bus and I noticed he was staring at me. We both got off at the same stop and his boner got me curious. So I started a conversation. Pretty quickly he told me how pretty I am and that he was still a virgin... I asked if he was allowed to have sex and he said he was. So I made him an offer he couldn't refuse :D

Back at his place, we undressed and I told him to just lay on bed and I'd do the rest. A quick blowjob got him super hard and when I inserted him into my vagina, it literally took three thrusts before he came. I then told him that it is normal to clean yourself after sex, so that it doesn't become smelly. I really wanted to teach him a thing or two.

In any case, that was pretty much all. He was a nice guy and definitely, with a bit more practice, a good lover :D

My Master knows how hard for me is to sit still, no matter what trouble i get in lol He always makes me laugh when He points that out. But the word Lust is such a powerful word the way I know it for some time and the chase of it and there is constantly something I yearn from/with my Master. Such greedy pet my Lord but it's by Your cut, and she miss her Nightmare ;p.. just as well I can't resist and I have tried haha to sit still but why can't I stop thinking about what would make my Master hard and can't resist to do the things He likes and put myself in trouble and humiliation and corrupt for You. Myself and the others to... ughhh I know You are busy and I know it hasn't been long but my very insightful Master knows my dependence, my desire, His power over me...
either way I think when my Master notices His crawling slave again I think He will like what have I done on this trip ;p
mmmm I think i just was nostalgic like it Jas been sooo long when You had Your eyes on me
I've been very bad girl my Lord very very bad 

About a year ago I was nearly killed in a car crash. The experience changed me in a number of ways, not least of which is that it turned me from a faithful husband to a tail-chasing philanderer. It used to be no big deal passing up the chance to fuck a chick, but now my acute awareness of how short and fragile this life is won't let let me do it. Admittedly, it's been pretty fun so far.

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Thought this deserved a post for you asexual deviants out there

So my wife and I started to post some pics recently.. Just sexy pics of us playing, while making sure to not show our identity.

As we started chasing that initial rush, we started showing more and more. Until we ended up, while in a serious play session, posting her face in a photo where she way laying spread wide on the bed. We both came really fast but it was too late.

She had been saved and reposted...  Since then it's been reposted a we verbal more times on different sites.  

We're kinda worried but man... It's a turn on too.  I'd lie if we hadn't discussed her starting an of page doing some light porn.

Hope you enjoyed the read.

I confess I groped an asian girls ass yesterday.
I was wakjing though town and saw this hot petite asian girl wearing a short white skirt and heels. She was struggling to walk in the heals. Most asian people where I live don't have great english and many of them are illegals so I thought they are prime targets, plus I don't think its in there nature to kick up a fuss.
So I followed her down the road walking close behind her. I waited for my moment and when we went around the corner and there was nobody too close I went to walk past her. As I did I had a good squeeae of her ass. She had a pretty small ass but it still felt great. She stoppped walking, said 'hey!' or something to that effect in a low voicee and hit me lightly with her handbag. I said sorry as if it was an accident (even though it clearly wasn't) and walked off quickly in front of her. Because of the heals she couldn't chase me, although I doubt she would have anyway.
It gave me such a rush and felt great. I'll probably do it again.
Have any of you done anything similar? who are the best girls to target? Race? Age? (18+) and how should I go about doing it? cheers

As a successor to Craigslist, our newly posted Double List ad scored an A-plus last evening, as our gang bang group leader, Robby, pulled a 33 y/o thick blonde named Sophie for an M-F-M threesome at my place. Hooking up with women who answer random casual-sex ads is always a crap-shoot, since at least 50 percent of them flake out, but this was one case where everything went according to plan -- and then some!

Since she was without a car, I picked Sophie up in front of a liquor store a few blocks from where she was staying with her mom. She'd been living in Texas the past six years and had only returned to Denver a week earlier after her husband had ditched her. As you can see from the picture, she's a hottie: heavily tattooed across her shoulders and back, 36-C-plus tits on a solid 150-pound frame standing around 5-8, and strong legs. She admitted to some shy nervousness and had therefore picked up a pint of vodka to "relax herself"; she nipped at the bottle (along with hits from an accompanying bottle of orange Gatorade) as we drove the 15 minutes back to my house.

Robby had hoped to get a couple other guys from our group to join in on the fun, but the short notice prevented that from happening. No matter -- we two guys ultimately proved to be plenty for Sophie to handle. While the two of us waited for Robby to show up, Sophie kicked off her shoes and stripped off her jeans. No panties! She lay back on the bed and I pushed her sleeveless top up to expose her breasts -- no bra, either -- and played with her nipples for a couple of minutes until my "partner in crime" showed up.

Because Sophie had expressed a desire to be tied up and dominated, Robby arrived with a briefcase full of necessary items. We spent a couple of minutes wrapping her wrists and ankles in Velcro-type cuffs and then clipping them to the restraint system that slipped underneath the mattress. It was a setup that would have impressed the Marquis de Sade. With her arms and legs outstretched and her eyes covered in a black blindfold, Sophie was ready for action. Robby and I got undressed and went to work. I dove between her thighs and used my thumbs to spread apart her puffy, smooth-shaven labia, started sucking on her clit, and maneuvered first one and then two fingers into her already wet pussy. Robby knelt next to her face and she quickly wrapped her mouth around his rapidly hardening cock. I got her off much more quickly than expected, with her twisting against her restraints and moaning noisily around Robby's dick. I pulled away from her crotch and Robby dove in for a taste as we switched places. Eventually we released her legs and Robby pulled her down so that her buttocks were flush with the bottom edge of the mattress. He then pushed her legs up into the air and shoved his hard cock into her pussy, pounding away while I throat-fucked her. At some point we cut her loose and flipped her over, switching back and forth between one or the other of us fucking her pussy or mouth. Robby pulled out his spreader bar and attached her ankles to it. At this point she was on her back again, and he pushed her legs way up (I held them there) as he lubed up and slid his dick into her tight asshole.

We'd been fingering both her holes intermittently, but this was the ultimate penetration. I sat on her chest and shoved my dick into her mouth. gripping the sides of her face with my two hands as I tried to stick my cock all the way down her throat. Meanwhile, Robby was pounding her butthole and simultaneously pushing my newly purchased tube-shaped vibrator in and out of her vagina. He and I came pretty much at the same time -- he filled her ass with his goo while I dumped mine down her gullet.

At this point it was time for a break and some clean-up, so we undid Sophie's restraints and used a warm, moist washcloth to mop up as much as we could of the lube, jizz and pussy juices on our respective private parts. Meanwhile, Sophie took a couple of hits of Gatorade-chased vodka and declared she was ready for more action. With both of us guys old and having recently ejaculated, we instead went to work on her with fingers, tongues and my handy vibrator. Lying on her back with legs in the air, Sophie instructed me as to the optimal angle for vibrator penetration as she rubbed her clit furiously with a free hand. Meanwhile she was sucking on Robby's dick while fondling his balls with her other hand. As soon as I found just the right location, she begged me to "stay right there" and shortly exploded in a massive orgasm. She used her hand to push my hand away, effectively removing the vibrator from deep inside her pussy, but the "aftershocks" of the orgasm kept her entire body twitching for more than a minute once we'd backed away to let her come down from the excitement.

I talked her into flipping over and getting up on her knees, at which point I climbed around to the head of the bed and slid underneath her cantilevered body. Robby approached her at the foot of the bed and, following a generous application of lube, worked his dick back into her ass. I grabbed the back of her blonde head and pressed her face into my crotch, holding it there against her protestations as Robby pounded her ass yet again.She reached down and finger-fucked her pussy to another shake-inducing orgasm while deep-throating my cock -- admittedly not a grand feat as it's only 5.75" fully erect, but still....

By this time a couple of hours had passed, and I think we were all ready to cal it a night. I have no doubt that Sophie could have gone on for double that time, but she needed to be home by midnight and, besides, the guys in this scenario were worn out! While Robby packed up his gear and headed out the door, Sophie took a quick shower as I straightened up and tossed the sheets into the washing machine. They were covered in spilled lube and vaginal discharge, so a thorough washing was clearly warranted.

As I drove Sophie home, we discussed future activities. She was definitely open to some more multi-guy action, and Robby had promised to accommodate her, so long as we could get enough notice. I mentioned I'd been at the adult cinema at the time Robby emailed to let me know we had a "date" in a couple of hours. "You mean there's a place where they let you fuck in public?" she asked incredulously. I replied that it could be done discreetly, although most women who went there just gave blow jobs and had guys jack off on their tits. She responded, "Well, I've done discreet fucking in actual movie theaters, so that shouldn't be a problem." As I dropped her off, we agreed we'd try for a Saturday night "movie date" a couple of weeks down the road. I'm already looking forward to it.

I confess that I am considering cheating on my wife. Don't get me wrong, I love her with all of my heart, but she doesn't treat me very well. I'll not go into too much detail, but it's been 4 months since she's even let me touch her. I remain loving and caring towards her, do all that I can to make her happy, but it never seems to be enough. I am not an unattractive guy, in fact I grew accustomed (in my single days) to being the one pursued, not the one doing the chasing. I'm still occasionally pursued to this day (though the ring usually puts a stop to that). Fidelity is important to me, I've never cheated on anyone before, but 4 fucking months of no fucking?!?!?! How much can a guy take?
I dunno motherless, what do you think?

fucking fat girls who complain about men who dont like them just cos they are fat, but wont date a fat guy themselves, fucking fat bitches need to realise that is their standard instead of chasing in shape guys

First time I got some pussy from my fat mom Mom.  one Friday  i had decided I was going to stay home and not go out with my friends was about 6 o'clock when Mom got home and walked in she said hi and said she was surprised to see me home she said she figured I would be out chasing girls with my buddy's I told her everyone had plans and I was just going to stay home tonight I watch as my short bbw mother walked down the hall and to her bedroom to get out of her work uniform and take a shower i crept down the hall and watch her reflection in her dresser mirror as she stripped naked and disappeared into her bathroom closing the door I ran in her room and found her fresh warm damp panties and held the damp crotch to my nose and took in her musky aroma I was instantly hard I sucked and sniffed her panties until I heard the shower cut off I went back to the living room about 20 min later she entered the living room in her bathrobe with her lotion 🧴 her nightly routine as she started applying her lotion she mentioned how sore her legs and feet were be being the nasty perve i offered to rub her feet for her she was laying on the couch with her feet in my lap I started massaging her feet working in the lotion taking my time as I was massaging her feet I had noticed she had her eyes closed and her robe had opened just enough I could see her fat hairy pussy I moved and readjusted my self in doing so she let her knees part a little bit more I was rock fucking hard staring at her the dark bush and Scarlett red 🍒 pussy meat I began working lotion into her legs she spread her legs a little bit more she was moaning telling me I'm such a good boy I could smell the aroma of her horniness escaping her mature pussy filling my nostrils when I had finally worked my way to the top of her legs she had her legs spread ludely spread open I took it as an invitation and started playing with her pussy she let out a sharp gasp and hissed and me calling me her nasty mommas boy and started talking very dirty to me got my face between her legs and took in a deep breath through my nose 👃 taking in all of mothers horny musky smell before I started tongue fucking my mom's fat pussy I ate her fat stinky pussy for a good 15 min before she got up climbed on top of me and slipped my young hard cock into her fat hairy pussy saying promise to cum inside mommy she rode me for about another 10 min before I filled my mom's womb with my potent incestuous seed  fast forward to today I'm 25 and have been in a sexual relationship with my mother for well over 10 years 

I haven’t mentioned before that I love to smoke meth occasionally and have secret sex. I accidentally stumbled on smoking meth a few years ago. I went with a friend to a friends house to get some weed and when my friend and I walked in, there were 2 guys and a woman smoking something I had never seen before. I had heard of it but never smoked it. My friend said go ahead and try it. It will make feel like no other feeling you have ever had. Peer pressure go to me and everyone was looking at me. The 3 spun ones had a strange look in their eyes as the looked at me and took turns making clouds. When it came my turn they showed me how to spin the bowl so as not to burn it. The smoke started swirling and then they told me to start inhaling slowly in and I did until I couldn’t hold any more. My eyes got wide and I blew out the smoke. It was a wonderful feeling. Within a few minutes I could feel myself getting horny. After a few more puffs of the clouds, I was on fire! I felt so good and so very horny unlike any horniness I have ever experienced. I have chased that feeling ever since. I spent 5 hours with them before I New it. Durning this time one of the young men in his 20’s invited me to another room where we could smoke some of his personal. Once in the room we started smoking like before but this time he showed me how to take a shotgun hit from him. He blew his smoke he had inhaled into my mouth with the straw. After a couple of times of that I couldn’t handle being that close to him and looking in his eyes and use the straw any longer.he took a big hit and then pressed his lips to mine and blew in. The sensation of our lips touching was intoxicating. At this point I was good and ready to fuck and we did. Mmmmm it was one of the best stimulating sexual experiences ever. I will never forget how his dick felt pushing into my pussy for the first time spun out. I bought some and took with me when we finally left. My girlfriend that was with me liked it as much as I did so she and I stop and bought a couple of pipes and went to her house and started smoking again and we started the same shotgun method and before you know it we were kissing and groping one another and panting with lust for one another. This is the first time we ate each other out. I’m telling you it is a very wickedly powerful drug.

Has anyone had a similar experience?

Notes Of Agent Kassin
Date: 9th September, 2009
It’s been a week since I arrived in Japan. My place is not a 5 star hotel, perhaps a one star. It has a classic Japanese slide door, a small sofa bed, some pillows, enough for an assassin. I’ve done a lot of operations back in the States and a couple in Europe, but this one is a new experience. My objective was to track down a Yakuza gang guy called ‘Kobarchi’. Don’t know what his name means but I do know for a fact that Asians are exceptional in stealth and melee combat. That’s why ninjas are quite feared I guess. But as a western white guy, I’m never afraid to explore new challenges. After all, we are known for adventuring and conquering the entire world.
I encountered a few of Kobachi’s men in a street, 3 guys to be exact. I kicked their asses and interrogated the whereabouts of the Kobachi’s guy. The problem was one of them escaped, while I was interrogating. I took the 2 guys out and chased him but I couldn’t catch up. He disappeared. Now they knew about me. That was 3 days ago but it did lead to an unexpected surprise. Yesterday, they sent a woman to take care of me and worse I was caught off-guard when they sent a sexy bitch. She busted through the door threw a couple of knives at me. Fortunately, I managed to shield it with the sofa bed. Then she attacked me with a dagger and I’m unarmed. Great. I mainly tried to stay defensive but then I managed to knock her dagger out with the Japanese umbrella.
Now it’s a fair hand to hand combat. She screamed some Japanese words like a battle charge. And we fought, it was intense. But I caught her in a chokehold and I snapped her neck. The room went silent real quick. I looked down to see her and there she was, her eyes wide open, her mouth slightly open. Victory at last. I put her down on my small sofa bed while she was staring right at me. It was very erotic. I could feel an erection in my pants. Then I had an idea. I’ve never tried it before but didn’t think she would be my first. I undressed her pants and opened her shirt. A black bra and a beautiful silk pantyhose. Her face was death staring in defeat and I’m about to humiliate her. Her pantyhose looked so good on her that I didn’t want to take it off. I grabbed one of her knives and pierce a small hole through her pantyhose, then tearing it with my hands to make it bigger. I pulled out my cock and rubbed it around her face as an appetizer. Her poor little face shows no retaliation. Then I slowly pierced my cock into her vagina and there I banged. Up and down while looking at the erotic stare of hers. It made it so magical. It’s a thrill unlike the other. Then I came. I looked at her one last time before I changed my location, her face defeated with some white dripping from her vagina. I’m sure Kobarchi or his guys would know just what happens when they test my skills.

I confess I am an adult white male going through species reassignment surgery to become an adult female brontosaurus (like the one featured in the pic) I am undergoing hormone replacement therapy to give myself a nice long tail that goes "Swish" and a long neck that will help me reach the leaves at the tops of tall trees so I can eat them ... I'm a plant eater. If anyone would like to role play that you're a T Rex chasing me while I'm protecting my nest full of babies hmu

The following is a blurb from an article where a guy sums up his horny desired mind, caused by the hot bodies of chicks:

"I was going to see prostitutes behind my wife’s back, lots of them. It became a cycle I couldn’t escape. When I wanted to have sex it was like a drug addiction. Now I can see that I was constantly chasing that high. It was part of the excitement. As soon as it was over I was miserable. I’d think: What did I just do?"

I busk for a living. I could make more money with a regular 9 to 5 job, but it's thrilling to be on the streets and living and living day by day. there's something real bout it. I like throwing a few coins in my guitar case in the morning to get started, and I like that first tip that comes my way. such a jolt to see, always makes me think that it's going to be a good day.

really sunny days are amazing, you play all the happy songs you want and everyone's walking around with a smile on their face. it's great. you feel like you're spreading happiness in the world, that you've made a real positive contribution. tips are great too, happy people tend to notice you more and tip bigger because they're in the mood. cloudy days are bad, but it's a challenge, you can play more contemplative songs and sometimes people stop and watch you play. you don't get the tips usually, but its cool to see people moved by your music.

on quiet days I drop my pants and roll out a chubby. I don't get a lot of tips from that, only from this old creepy guy in a trenchcoat who tips by the minute... more tips the longer I can hold off. I'm not sure about that guy, but on cold quiet days he's probably 90% of my tips for the day, so I cant' afford to chase him off.

I tend to buy maccas with the tips, they had those $2 and $3 burgers for a while, I'd eat a couple of those for a meal and go to the bathroom and drink from the tap. Keeps you fed while you're purseing youre music. I know I can't do this forever, but I'm going to enjoy it while it lasts. BEst times of my life.

I saw this...
No, we all do not want that.
All I wanted was to care and be there for so many who did me worse than this.
I was always the caring, warm, listening, thoughtful guy that ended up hurt and wishing he never had got near the person.

I have been the shoulder that got cried on, The one who sat and truly heard the words and feelings one wished another would, The one who was there when others never were, The one who went to you when I saw you cry when others were laughing........
I was one of the good ones they never seem to see.
I was the one they found easy to hurt and degrade for nothing.
I am the one afraid of anyone and wishes for someone good to see they need to reach what hides inside for a good one also....

50+ years old and hurting inside every day still wishing someone cared and wanted a life with me and the love I have to give and share...

I will not chase or be the caveman others seem to want....

For the right loving person still looking for someone who never uses others or takes risks and just safe and caring, I still wait....

What’s it with girls chasing skinny guys…. ATP why do I even go to the gym?

my now ex let this guy fuck her raw and for years always told me that she’s saving it

found it cause this champ messaged me directly an exposed her…. She told him she was single 

I love the incest fantasy.

It seems like a lot of main stream porn actresses get suckered into the occasional incest video (step-relations or Mom Teaches Sex where they don't outright acknowledge the mom is also part of the threesome or lesbian mom-daughter that somehow is more acceptable) like Lisa Ann, Siri, and August Ames. It's great watching Zoey Holloway or Tara Tainton or Corey Chase go all in on incest fantasy, but there's something even better about that rare treat from these mainstream ladies.

Know any other videos like these? Links?

I wish to confess something to my Master. I felt it again the chase for Your lustful eyes on me and the drop when I realize not even that makes my Master in mood. Why can't I be just calm about it when I can't help You with Your stressed and Your mood? You were right I keep trying and trying. But I felt such low afterwards. Like very happy I scored that perverted video for You because I lovee being Your good girl and loveee our playful. But thinking that I have no idea when and powerless to do something about Your mood feels like.. well sucks. It kinda takes away the fun playful sparking sensation. Hmm.. that cab task, with You peeking while busy and task from last night. Soooo different sensation! I do miss playful to be kept and flowing and happening. My mind always struggles to grasp and understand, why do we say no to fun. Not matter of space or busy. Matter of like just keeping some little flame of passion and fun alive, you know. I love it, all around i see people frustrated and drained and cant comprehend why not doing some effort to keep some fun alive. All the mischief we did and doing and so on, the passion around it and creating our own rules and world, it's like a fresh breeze in daily life. I don't get it why not having it

I confess... I met up with a homeless woman and fucked her. She was middle-age, pretty fat, and definitely ugly. She posted an ad on Craigslist about wanting "to have fun and a place to stay." I told her we could fuck outside then maybe (maybe) go back to my place.

I picked her up then we drove to a quiet place, way out in the middle of the woods, maybe a mile out. We got out and I said, "How's this?"
She gave me sort of a disapproving look, but said, "yeah, it'll work."

I told her to take off her pants and bend over. She found a big oak tree and kind of hugged it, bent almost doggy style. I fucked her from behind while she leaned against the tree. It was a little weird but hey, it's all pink in the middle, right?

After a bit I told her I wanted her asshole, and at first she said no. Then, while I was still fucking her pussy, I said, "You want a place to stay tonight?"
She was kind of quiet at first but then just said, "fine, go ahead."

Without missing a pump I pulled out of her pussy and buried my cock in her ass. The only lube was from her pussy and the little bit left from the condom. She just grunted a little in what I assume was pain, and she kind of started this little whimper thing. After a bit she sniffled, almost like she was crying a bit - I didn't ask, or care, really.

I fucked her ass as hard as I could, and she grunted/whimpered/sniffled the whole time. After about fifteen minutes, I pulled out, pulled the condom off, spread her ass and came on her asshole.

I told her to stay right where she was, and I was going to get another condom from my truck to "fuck her 'regularly,' again."

I got to my truck and saw the dumb broad had stayed exactly as she had been when I was fucking her - bent at the waist, hugging a tree, pants and panties around her ankles.

So I got in my truck and drove off. I think she started to chase after me when she realized I was leaving, but I only looked in the rear-view once.

Too mean?

Duel confession, I'm amused and impressed. My sister in law was having an issue with some neighbor boy(s) peeking in her window. She lives in a rural area so the only real light source is her front and back doors. She has a deck that wraps around the corner of her house and just inside that sliding door is one of those soft side hot tubs. Get the picture?
My wife asked me to help her sister out and install a motion light. I set the sensitivity so anyone close to the deck would activate the light. I warned my sister in law that deer could also trigger the light so not to be alarmed. Sure enough she caught deer coming in to graze on her shrubs and bushes. She told us the light came on a few times when she was in her hot tub, so I wasn't sure if the boys got chased off or it was deer either way she felt better.
Got the idea one day to turn the switch to the light off and see what was attracting the young guys. Parked down the road on a 2 track and walked to her house. I discovered I could stand by the corner of the house and peek around the corner and see the kitchen. Saw the sister in law walking around in a t-shirt with a glass of wine. As she walked into the room with the hot tub I walked over near the sliding door and saw her set the wine down and pull the t shirt off and get in the tub. Have to admit I was impressed and surprised at her body. She's tall and thin like my wife but her breasts are much bigger and her pussy is shaved. Over this past summer I tried to go over there once a week for a show and she didnt disappoint. Most of the time she's on her phone. Caught her taking selfies and even masturbating. I'm positive she has no idea I'm there. I always go back the next day and flip the switch back on.I have to admit I've jerked off watching her.

I was in Bangkok, one time after a night out drinking in the early hours of the morning I led one of the street ladyboys down a lane way. I sat down and she sat down beside me, we talked a little then I started playing with her tits, as I bared her tits out as I was feeling them I started squeezing her nipples and next thing milk started coming out of her nipples. I looked at her with a suprised face she looked at me a nodded yeah! It was a mad experience I couldn’t get my head around it.

She was looking for some paid action but I was just having a mess around, I ended up walking off and she started following me, when I got to the end of the lane I started to run, she ran after me! She gave chase for quite a while too I could hear her high heals click clock click clock after me.

They were good days

I have to confess, i did something pretty... well, strange.

The other day when i had the house to myself, i was pretty giddy and hard, without much to make it go away. Out of boredom, i eyed the vacuum cleaner and got an idea.

In short, i gave myself a sort of bj with the vacuum hose. I'm not exactly small down there, but i could get about halfway in it. It felt AMAZING, especially when the suction would break and just sort of do this thing, like blowing a raspberry in reverse.

Desperate? Maybe. But damn if it didn't feel great. My only regret is not being able to fit all of myself in it. I mean, i've had someone deepthroat me before, but to have the same from a vacuum? I may never chase guys again lol

I would definitely suggest someone try it if they're even the slightest bit curious. No harm no foul, right? xD

I’m an Australian airline pilot, one of my flights was Sydney to Bangkok, it was at Don Mueang Airport where I met my future wife.
She was a hostess for Thai Airways and the most beautiful girl I had ever seen.
I was walking out of the arrivals lounge in my Captains uniform and Sara was in her Hostess uniform when she walked past me turning and smiling.
After we met in Bangkok we dated for a couple of months then rented a condo near the airport and became a couple. I changed my schedule and now spent my time off in Bangkok, Sara was 19 years old and I was 28.
For our six-month anniversary we took a holiday to the Island of Phuket and stayed in a Hotel on the beach,
I still couldn’t believe how lucky I was having such a beautiful girlfriend. I was even starting to get used to other men always looking at her often to the annoyance of their girlfriends.
It was Saturday evening and we wanted to have some fun, we took a taxi to Patong and the famous Bangla Road. This famous red-light district road is lined with bars, clubs, neon lights, Thai girls dancing and talking with tourist men.
We stopped at a few bars had some drinks, watched the Go-go dancers and bar girls working the tourists.
After the street bars we settled in a club with tables and a stage where bar girls danced in tight crop tops and shorts. The club started filling up with tourists from many different countries and ages. We were sitting at a table near the stage and it became obvious to me that Sara was attracting more attention than the girls dancing.
I could see the bar girls noticing the attention she was attracting also, one girl came to our table and spoke with her in Thai, Sara told me she wants her to dance with her.
I said she should, she loves to dance and I was happy to watch.
They got up on the stage, the tourist men loved this and cheered, the girls started to dance. Sara was wearing a tight white t-shirt and cut off denim shorts, under this was a white padded strapless bra and black G-string.
After a couple of songs Sara and the bar girl had all of the attention, the bar girl took off her crop top revealing her petite boobs. The men cheered loudly and many were standing at the edge of the stage now, I had to stand to see the girls now.
The girls were dancing to Billie Jean when the bar girl grabbed the bottom of Sara’s t-shirt and started lifting it up. I couldn’t believe my eyes when she held her arms above her head and let the bar girl take it off.
The crowd went crazy, I saw Sara looking for me and caught her eye, I could see she was nervous.
I thought I would be jealous and I actually was however the raw sexual excitement was so much more powerful, at that moment I needed her to keep going more than anything in the world.
I smiled at her and nodded my head saying it’s ok although there was no way she could hear me.
Through the crowd I saw the bar girl undo Sara’s bra and take it off revealing her amazing boobs, the men went absolutely crazy, I nearly exploded.
I decided to push through the crowd and get to the edge of the stage also. The crowd of tourist men were like a pack of wild animals, it was obvious Sara was no bar girl, she was classy, petite and the most beautiful girl there.
Sara caught my eye again, she mouthed “I’m sorry”, I just smiled and gave her a thumbs up. I had never seen her like this before, I could see by the way she was dancing that she was loving the attention.
A couple more songs and both girls were naked, some other bar girls joined them also naked. Sara’s freshly shaved pussy was definitely getting the most attention.
The sexual energy was intense, there was security to stop any men getting up on the stage however its accepted for men touch the girls when they come close.
I could see the bar girls working the crowd now, each trying to find a man who will pay their “bar fine” and take them out for the evening and/or negotiate a price for sex.
Sara was staying back, not game to get close to the crowd of men with their outstretched groping hands.
Some bar girls still naked were now mingling with the men in the club, there was a room at the back with pool tables which was much quieter.
I called Sara over and said “let’s play pool” she replied “like this” I said “sure why not” she laughed and agreed, I could tell she was excited.
I cleared some space and got her down safely (well mostly), I turned around and she wrapped her arms around my waist. I held onto her hands and walked her through the crowd. I knew there was hands over Sara’s body. She was squeezing close but I could feel hands between us chasing after her boobs,
I could only imagine what was happening behind.
We got through the crowd, Sara’s only comment “well that was interesting”
I didn’t ask for details.
We setup the pool table and started to attract our own crowd again, the men were loving watching Sara bending over to take shots. They were better behaved now, not trying to touch and many talking with us.
After a few games Sara whispered in my ear “I’m horny” I said “so am I” and
“I want you right here right now”.
She giggled and said “how?” I took her hand and led her to the end of the pool table, I lifted her up and sat her on the table. She was giggling like crazy now, I spread her legs and lifted them up laying her back on the table.
I looked around and saw guys jaws dropping, I pushed her legs back and started licking her pussy.
This was like a switch being turned on, men surrounded us and hands went all over Sara’s body, guys held her arms back, her legs open, hands over her boobs, squeezing her nipples, fingers trying to get past me to seek out her pussy. One guy obsessed with her face, making her look into his eyes, stroking her cheeks, squeezing her lips, telling her to cum for him.
Licking her pussy, my fingers inside I felt her pussy clench tight and heard her squeal, I knew she was Cumming, men still holding her legs wide open.
In our normal love making this would be when we fuck, I was rock hard and more excited than I had ever been in my life. I looked around to see a crowd of men surrounding us with sleazy looks on their faces and hands still all over Sara’s body.
I decided we needed a souvenir and stood up taking my phone out of my pocket, without me guarding there was now fingers all over and inside her pussy, her ass, rubbing her clit. I switched my camera on and selected video,
I shot 20 seconds of video which seemed like hours at the time.
I put my phone back in my pocket caught her eye and said “let’s get out of here” I held out my hands, she fought her own hands free and grabbed mine.
I pulled her off the table and she grabbed me around the waist again hugging on tight.
I headed for the toilets and we moved through the crowd, I could hear Sara squealing and didn’t really want to imagine what was happening.
We made it to the toilets went inside a cubical and locked the door, Sara sat down on the toilet and said “OMG that was intense!” her eyes were sparkling,
I had never seen her like this before.
She grabbed at my hard cock, pulled it out from my shorts and started sucking like she had never sucked before. After swallowing my Cum she said “what about my clothes?”
I said “forget it, there is no way we are fighting our way back to the stage and I’m not leaving you here alone” I took off my shirt and gave it to her. She put it on like a dress, we decided to get out of the club.
Walking down Bangla road, Sara in just my shirt and me only wearing shorts we were getting a few strange looks however with our sexual energy and adrenaline running high we didn’t feel too out of place.

I just met the girl of my dreams on Omegle she lives across the world, fuck. Time to start chasing Wish me luck

Is there anything worse than the 'guy friend'....i'm dating this chick and her 'best friend' is this guy....what a tool. sorry you don't have the balls to chase this girl, but please, stay out of my way...drives me nuts.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j1ZmTJzYTN8 I wish I was 18 again and chasing a girl along the beach. She wants to be caught and we fall down in the sand together and make love while this song is playing.

Recently my gf has started to let me cum in her ass, by that I mean withdraw from the pussy, she gets into position and I stick only the tip of my cock in her ass hole and let loose. She does not like anal and last time I tried she nearly left me.

But last week I gave it to her, she got into position expecting me to cum but I just ended up rough fucking her ass for about 30 seconds whilst she squirmed and tried to get away, I came and she went fucking psycho throwing just about everything of off our shelves at me and ran into the kitchen and got a pan and chased me around the house with it.

By this time I was in fits of laughter and she was trying her hardest to keep a straight face and not burst out laughing. Eventually we calmed down and I admitted what I did was wrong and purely in the heat of the moment, I apologised profusely but I was affraid she might leave me.

So I said in a rush "hey you wanna revenge fuck me in the ass?"

Holy shit worst mistake ever... She used her dildo with some vaseline on and was really gentle, it still hurt like hell - never again, I wish I just let her walk out. She enjoyed it thought and got quite turned on by it apparently, I think I've opened pandoras box here.

I confess... I met up with a homeless woman and fucked her. She was middle-age, pretty fat, and definitely ugly. She posted an ad on Craigslist about wanting "to have fun and a place to stay." I told her we could fuck outside then maybe (maybe) go back to my place.

I picked her up then we drove to a quiet place, way out in the middle of the woods, maybe a mile out. We got out and I said, "How's this?"
She gave me sort of a disapproving look, but said, "yeah, it'll work."

I told her to take off her pants and bend over. She found a big oak tree and kind of hugged it, bent almost doggy style. I fucked her from behind while she leaned against the tree. It was a little weird but hey, it's all pink in the middle, right?

After a bit I told her I wanted her asshole, and at first she said no. Then, while I was still fucking her pussy, I said, "You want a place to stay tonight?"
She was kind of quiet at first but then just said, "fine, go ahead."

Without missing a pump I pulled out of her pussy and buried my cock in her ass. The only lube was from her pussy and the little bit left from the condom. She just grunted a little in what I assume was pain, and she kind of started this little whimper thing. After a bit she sniffled, almost like she was crying a bit - I didn't ask, or care, really.

I fucked her ass as hard as I could, and she grunted/whimpered/sniffled the whole time. After about fifteen minutes, I pulled out, pulled the condom off, spread her ass and came on her asshole.

I told her to stay right where she was, and I was going to get another condom from my truck to "fuck her 'regularly,' again."

I got to my truck and saw the dumb broad had stayed exactly as she had been when I was fucking her - bent at the waist, hugging a tree, pants and panties around her ankles.

So I got in my truck and drove off. I think she started to chase after me when she realized I was leaving, but I only looked in the rear-view once.

Too mean?

Anybody know where I can find the video where
Cory Chase tricks her husband to fuck his stepdaughter (goth looking girl) while blind folded?

I confess that my mom killed herself because I rejected her sexual advances.

I'm 28, I live at home, dad's been dead for a couple of years. I was sitting in the living room watching adult swim when mom comes in dressed very inappropriately and sits down on my lap. I freaked out a little bit and wasn't into it. She said she thought I wanted this, and I asked where she got that idea so she told me she found my porn on the computer (which I share with her.) I do actually have a ton of fauxcest videos on my computer, but only because Corey Chase is hot. My mom's... I don't know I don't think of her like that, but she definitely doesn't look like Corey Chase.

Anyway if your mom ever comes on to you should probably just throw her a mercy fuck.

attractive hung 35m (somewhat closeted) bisexual guy looking attractive stud/daddy type (preferably with a big fat cock) to tell me to do all kinds of nasty faggot shit. i will, of course, record and share the videos with you.

im an absolute freak and will do pretty much anything im told as long as it doesn't involve feces (i will however do a2m), animals, blood, bug chasing (hard limit) or chi****en. open to literally anything else. my main kinks are dr**s, pnp, big cocks, crossdressing, piss, and general faggotry. ghb and meth are guaranteed to immediately turn me into the most cock hungry faggot you've ever seen.

if you happen to be in the mpls/stp area and are hiv neg, there's a chance you can actually fuck me and make me your bitch for real.

It all started when I was in college. Freshman year, to be exact. I was taking Adderall to help with my studies and it had some... interesting side effects. One night, I found a flash drive that someone left plugged into the computer lab's computer. Curiosity got the best of me and I popped it into my laptop later that week in my dorm room. Turns out, it was filled with interracial porn - big black guys fucking tiny white girls like me!

I spent countless hours watching that shit on Adderall, which only made things worse because the stimulating effects of the drug made me crave more than just studying! Soon enough, I started hooking up with black guys in real life too - chasing that rush of cheating on Josh with big black cock! And let me tell you something... there's nothing quite like it!

I can't seem to put attachments on posts after they are up. I was going to show off my wife slowly but I gotta jump to the chase

My experience with one particular dating site has been far less than stellar since I joined about six months ago. It's the six-letter one that starts with "T." Since I'm at the far upper end of the age spectrum (71), I can't imagine I'm a "hot commodity" for most women on there, although I sure attract my share of "fakes, flakes and foreign babes." Judging from my responses alone, there must be an entire section of Hong Kong bursting with gorgeous women anxious to hook up. Yeah -- right!

This past Friday night was the anomaly. At about 10 pm I was alerted to a match. Swiping right to accept, I saw that Emily was a 33-y/o Hispanic woman. I decided to cut to the chase and announce I was horny and looking for a meeting that very night. Since I was ready for bed, I figured it didn't cost me anything to pour on the pressure. Much to my surprise, she admitted a similar interest, and we soon came to a tentative agreement.

Since I'm married, I can't host, She claimed to have moved to Denver recently and had two roommates who were [a] home for the evening and [b] had friends over. She lived in a large apartment complex in one of Denver's north suburbs, so I suggested we meet at a 24/7 porn theater that turned out to be literally 20 blocks from her place. She was skittish about that prospect, so instead she suggested I drive over to the clubhouse area of her complex and we meet for some car play.

Ten minutes later, I was out the door and on my way. My wife and I share a 2BR condo, and one of its advantages is that our bedrooms are on opposite sides of the unit. On Friday nights, she takes a sleeping pill, so it's possible to slip out unnoticed. Emily messaged me twice as I headed north, clearly concerned that I might flake out on her. Thirty minutes after I pulled out of my garage, I was parked in front of her complex's clubhouse and promptly let her know I'd arrived.

She walked up to my car just as I was climbing out. She's about 5-5, 160 pounds, large tits, big butt, and a soft "poochy" belly. We kissed briefly but felt rather exposed under the parking lot lights, so we climbed into the backseat of my car from opposite sides. I drive a Prius, which is hardly conducive to amorous activity, but she was clearly horny enough to want to make this work. She wore a peach-colored mini-dress with thin shoulder straps and a scoop-neck front to show off her cleavage. We kissed some more while trying to find an optimal position for further action.

Reaching up under her dress, I quickly discovered she was naked beneath it, with a smooth hairless pussy that was already getting moist. She pulled down her top to give me access to her nipples -- nothing special, but sensitive -- and shifted into the corner of the backseat as she pulled the hem of her dress up to her waist. Even after she hooked her right ankle up over the front passenger seat to give me full access to her slit -- her thick thighs were spread as far apart as room would allow -- the area wasn't quite spacious enough for me to go down on her.

So instead, I proceeded to rub her pussy with my left hand while using my right hand to massage her tits and tug on her nipples. Over the course of about 20 minutes, I finger-fucked her to at least a dozen orgasms. At various points in the process I had two fingers in her vagina, three in, and four in -- pumping away like a madman as she rode the wave multiple times. I tried to fist her, but my hands are fairly large, so the best I could do was four fingers plus the thumb up to the first knuckle.

She was extremely vocal -- alternately urging me on and announcing each impending orgasm -- so it was a good thing I'd left my car windows closed. Four or five times she reached down with her right hand to brush-bate her clit as i worked my hand in and out of her pussy, and twice she grabbed hold of my t-shirt with her left hand and twisted the cloth (plus a bit of the underlying skin!) as she came. [When I got home, I saw there was a speck of blood in the center of my shirt.] At one point I administered The Shocker (three fingers in her pussy, plus my pinkie deep in her ass), and not only did she NOT object to the intrusion, but twice more in the throes of an orgasm she boldly invited me to do it again. "That's the first time I had someone do that to my ass," she claimed. I kind of doubted that, but I was in no mood to refute her claim.

Twice during our fingering session I took a slight break -- hey, I'm OLD! -- and withdrew my fingers to lick off her juices. The second time, I offered her the first taste, and she greedily sucked two of my fingers into her mouth.

Naturally I was hoping for some reciprocating action, but before I could shift in my seat and start to pull down my gym shorts, Emily said, "Geez, look at the time, My roommates will be wondering where I'd gone." With that she delicately lifted her ankle off the front seat where it'd been resting, climbed out of the car, and did a quick adjustment to her dress so that all the naughty bits were covered up.

I suggested a return engagement for Sunday afternoon, and she seemed quite enthusiastic to meet me at the porn theater a mere two miles from her apartment. Off she went into the night, and I headed home. When I got there, I pulled out my phone to message her about Sunday, only to discover she'd "unmatched" me in the interim. I caught myself thinking, "I bet she did that as I was driving away," and was pissed at myself for not having secured some other way to contact her. She'd gotten what she wanted without having to satisfy me, but I still had fun. "Her loss," I figured, since if we'd actually gotten together on Sunday in a place with room to stretch out, there would have been some serious pussy eating going on.

It's happened again...

Are the straights okay? I'm up to 189 straight guys this year either lying or they don't know what they want when they messaged the gay "hey". It's a quick reveal when you handle cock sucking like you've never seen a dick before and honey you didn't prepare very well because you didn't understand did you? Icing on the cake when your gf or wife walks in to you moaning on your back or showing you can deep throat further than her.

You all ghost as well like it was an experiment in fetish. It makes me feel cheap when I want someone to at least talk to and not just a one nighter. Why are you weirdos chasing my ads?

And babes, you're not bi after i sucked your dick once. Trust me, trust your sexuality, nothing changed bro. The gay don't spread like an STD.

And treat your women better. Straight as arrow on the wrong fucking app, what the fuck guys.

Hi everyone, about 20 years ago I had a bit of a VHS collection. But over changes of life that collection was inevitably lost over the decades. But now I've been rebuilding my old collection digitally. There's one film in particular that I had that i'm struggling to find. I can't remember what the name of it was but I do remember a couple scenes. This film was either early 90's or late 80's, back in the days when pornos had storylines!

Scene 1: the first scene I remember was of an older male husband and step-father character who was coming back to the family after sometime away, can't remember why. He finds his wife taking a bath and then a rather rough blowjob/sex scene happens in the tub. I believe then the husband's step-daughter walks in on them and for some reason the step-father chases down the step-daughter and they have a sex-scene in bed.

Scene 2: Actually here i'm not sure if this the same film. This is another scene I'm struggling to place but it could very well be part of the same film as scene 1. Here is a Femdom BDSM scene where the fem is ordering two other male characters to perform various acts on a women who is tied to a table. She demands that they perform oral sex on the tied girl as well as on herself. I know that's vague but it's tied to another scene that I'm sure is from the same flick. Later that same femdom character is driving in a van with her earlier male slaves. They are looking for the fem's sister or friend to get some kind of revenge on her. They find her walking and pull her into the van. The fem sits in front as he shouts orders to the man in the back who is fucking her friend/sister.

Well, that's all for the two scenes I can't place. If you know where either of these scenes comes from, possibly even the same title, please let me know! Thanks a ton!

the funny thing about motherless and other anon chan porn img boards is that we're a bunch of weird, fucked up, semi-bigoted and intelligent people--most of whom participate in society in a pretty wide range of functions, including doctors, teachers, lawyers, police officers, former military, to name a few--and here we are all talking about some seriously taboo shit that's so totally strange that people would never have talked about it before the internet without getting like, burned at a stake. it's amazing to me that organizations like naambla even existed before the internet, although i guess with how overtly political sex became in the 1970s, it makes sense.

foucauldian analysis theorizes again and again that all of our relations enforce a patriarchal sexual order that enslaves all of us to a societal panopticon, the watchful entity that keeps you from running red lights when you're at an empty intersection in the dead of night, or from trying to steal even when you could get away with it--and that this matrix of power manipulates the energy of our sexuality towards its own goals.

it's important to understand that foucault isn't proposing a conspiracy, but rather a natural progression of cooperative and conglomerated interests geared, on one end, towards finding out what satisfies us, and on the other end, to use that information to encourage participation in the construction of a society with an overarching goal: in early western civilization's case, which is now the case all over the world, that goal is production, a blind word that on its flip side means profit. whether this is good or bad is besides the point. the concept of profit, like pretty much every concept that comprises the grand concept of human existence, can be used for good or evil purposes.

the point of talking about this matrix of power over our sexuality is that it distorts our sexuality: sex, at its psychological bottom line, is meant to be an exercise in power--thus "the chase," S&M, the "stud," etc--but offset power balances in early and influential relationships also trigger psychological attachments to certain types of power play--take, for instance, the classic serial killer archetype, who often comes from an abusive family or home situation (ie. dahmer and his father, gacey and his father, fish and an orphanage).

so here we are, obviously all fucked up with our strange fetishes that we can't talk about--yet anonymity provides us with the ability to communicate and acknowledge a connection in the formations that have been molded in our psychosexual landcapes. i think what we do here, sharing our stupid stories and talking about who we'd like to take, is a small but important step towards destabilizing a system that feeds on our secret desires and fears.

its the first moment in history (by moment i mean in terms of all history, so like this decade) that we can be so open in our deepest, sickest thoughts-- and i think having such an outlet affects how we act towards other people in real life, too. i know it does for me, i just feel more open about sex and stuff. at least with people i'm close to, anyway.

i think this is all tied in with violence on television and in video games as well--something inside of us wants to see destruction and its not only healthy to express it, its possibly important, because it borders on truths that people aren't conscious enough to have realized yet. underground rock and rap music have been influencing people towards honesty with raw or "shocking" emotions for decades now, and some could argue that the whole history of good art is just a progression of shocks to our consciousness. these ideas and subcultures have undoubtedly influenced the mainstream--but in terms of exploring the reality of our basest instincts, people need to be talking about violent sexuality. it's key to realizing the relationship between power and sexuality that has enslaved men and women to a system of their own creation for centuries.

wow who read all of that? LOL thanks for sticking through it.

This might be a bit long, but have some patience.

I am 38, divorced, career woman. Divorced because my marriage couldnt handle the career part of my life, so I am alone for the past 8 years. I have had my flings during that time, but due to the life style, nothing serious. Lack of time for myself, has lead me here, and some other erotic forums, mostly seeking the written word.

Now, this might sound superficial, and odd, but I look good, and I was aware of my looks since my youth. Men were always all over me, and I never felt, no, not never felt, I was never rejected, except this one time.

He is in my line of work, and he is all one might want - tall, handsome, successful, rich. And at that time, he was freshly divorced and I made my move, dropping hints, asking one of his friends "in confidence" if he will be at that party, flirting shamelessly...

He was so nonchalant with his rejection, through a smile, like I wasnt even there. I felt that. Men have been killing themselves, all of my life, to get a crumb of my attention, but he just looked through me, like I am no one.

Three years later (I did meet him in the mean time, I was just avoiding talking to him), I met him at a seaside resort. I was there with a friend, and he was also, with a male friend. I dont know what it is, is it ego, but I decided to take him, to make him mine, to make him want me.

So, my flirting went off the charts. I would find the sunbed next to their, topless sunbathing, posing, laughing... My friend hooked up with his friend on the 2nd night, so we would spend our evenings together, all 4 of us, until those two would go to their room, and I would "wait" until they come back, so he wouldnt be left alone.

But I wanted him to make the first move.

And he did, again, through a smile, after a few nights of our late night drinking.

He told me that I gave him, and the whole beach, quite a spectacle that day. I asked him if he liked it, and, since we were both tipsy, he told me he did, that it made him a bit restless (he used the exact word). So I asked, what is he gonna do about it, on which he replied - I need a blow job.

Few minutes later, we were in a room, and I was on my knees. He was pretty rough, and he came quickly. When he announced he is cumming (he said - I am gonna feed you my cum), I pulled him out, and he came outside.

We laughed it off, and as I expected him to move on, he just picked up his things, saying something like, they will be back any minute, and got out.

Tomorrow, at the beach, I was doing my regular routine, but everything was different. That started to piss me off, so after lunch, I used a moment when we were left alone, to confront him.

I asked him, if everything is ok.

He responded, I quote:

"Do not tease me, if you cant even commit to sucking cock till the end."

And that was it.

Eight months have passed since then, and I still hate his guts for it, and even more, I hate myself, for being such an idiot, chasing a man who obviously didnt want me.

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

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My wife was saying this morning that women have an obsession with guys with large cocks. she was reading an article about women not bothering to date average size guys so they may find the huge size to fuck and brag to their girlfriends. My wife's only boyfriend before me was huge. He was a short skinny dude with a nine inch cock. My wife was shocked to see it the first time she had sex but with one thrust he bust her cherry and came. It lasted one minute. For the next three months he fucked her no longer than four or five minutes. If fucked so hard he bashed her cervix repeatedly. He could never make her cum. His size did not make him a great lover. It just caused her to bleed.

After a few months she broke up with him and began dating me. She was not hung up on his size or destroyed for other men. In fact my cock was a decent size six but was much thicker than her ex. What was most important was I had great stamna. Our first time last over thirty minutes with her achieving her first orgasm. My wife loves a good long slow screw which after a slow build up results in an orgasm that is explosive. My cock never came in contact with her cervix and the worry over pain was gone.

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I just met this girl who is still living with her parents. They have a dog that keeps smelling my ass and my pussy, and tries to jump on me when we are in her bedroom. It does the same thing to her. She told me not to worry because it is always horny, and chased it out of the room.
Do you think she has sex with her dog?

I recently stopped taking an SSRI, which are a class of anti depressants that are notorious for snatching away your libido. since stopping it, I've gotten hornier and hornier to the point that I'm masturbating at least 5 times a day, including while I'm at work. I missed this feeling a lot, I just wish there was someone else to fuck me so I'm not just chasing orgasms on my own.