Wondering if this is a glimpse into the future for some?

Okay, I know we're still in the "beta" phase, but is there a way right now to put a lot of files that have already been uploaded in your galleries? Apparently I have four galleries, but the only files in them are the ones I've viewed individually and click "Add to Gallery". Looking at each and every file to do this will get tedious. Was wondering if there's another way (or if anyone way will be put in in the future.)

Thanks!

I got married recently, to a long term boyfriend. A little back story - we were dating for 8 years, and since it was our time, as we are both pushing 40, we have done it.

Interestingly, he has began questioning me about my previous love life, and he has never done this before. He knows I had a long term bf for ten years, and my first bf in hs, but now, he is into specifics - asking me how he was like in bed, and similar yet strange questions.

I gave him crumbs, not going into specifics, and it got him super excited, and I must admit, elevated our sex life for a while. Now, he wants more, asking me to describe him the best sex I had with him, if we have done something weird etc.

I asked him back for his ex gfs, and that made him back up a bit - I saw he didnt feel quite comfortable talking about it, and he tried to slide with old "you are my second, there is nothing to tell", but after a while, he is at it again.

Now, my ex was a party freak, born rich, his life was an endless party, and in the end, that was the reason I left him - when you hit 30, you dont see the future with a man who is coked up or drunk all the time.

So, my 20s were wild, and on more than one occasion (but not often), I had sex with him, and his friend(s) after hard partying, and there are quite a few things to be told, but I am pretty sure my husband would freak out.

And the most peculiar part is - my husband is not a freak in bed, he is very timid. I once proposed (long time ago), that we might watch porn as a mean to fire us up - we did, and he asked me to stop, wasnt into it. In sex, I was always the one taking the lead towards new things, and always, but always, he would be reluctant about it, he almost looked scared of intimacy. This makes his newly developed interest more than strange.

I am in quite of a dilemma. My reason screams "dont do it", but on the other hand, since he is so horny and pushy, I want to open up a new frontier in our sex life, while at the same time, I almost want to hurt him for being so interested in it, by telling him about that one time, I sucked off my ex and two of his friends, or that time, I was fucked by him and one of his friends, on turns, for six hours, after two days of non stop partying.

I am not sure yet, but I am leaning towards the first option, to keep my mouth shut, since I am quite confident, that a man cant open up sexually, if he hadnt for 8 years of a relationship.

Am I wrong in presuming this?

The true future Queen of Fuckholes can't get enough for her meatholes

I just want to lift my  18 year old daughter up and congratulate her on graduating,  i was told this was a good site to do that, daddy loves you babygirl i cant wait to see where you go and what the future holds in store

I would like to confess that for many years when I was real horny I would go to a porn shop and get my cock sucked. T have gotten many blowjobs from men but have never touched or sucked any cock. Lately I have seen vids and pics of cocks rubbing cocks and I have to say it turned me on very much. I decided to try it so I went into a booth with a gloryhole and started stroking waiting for some to want my cock. Soon enough I see a hand motion me to the hole and I start to get a blowjob. After a few minutes of get my cock sucked good I asked to see his cock. In came a small cock which I took ahold of and stroked it some. I began rubbing my cock on his and it felt so good I was getting hornier by the second. What happened next really surprised me. As I was rubbing my cock against his I started to cum. My cum went all over his cock and I was so turned on my cock didn't even go soft. I have done this a couple more times since then. The last time I let the guy come into my booth and after a blowjob and rubbing cocks I want to cum on his cock so bad. I told him what I wanted to do and he said I could. Watch my cum cover his cock and him enjoying it was super hot. What made it even better was watching him stroke his cock (using my cum as a lube) as he shot his load of cum all over the floor. I hope to have more times like this in the near future.

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I don't listen to new music, as it all sucks. I don't see new movies, as they all suck. I hate how stupid kids are nowadays. None of them know about the history of our country or the world. they can't spell, don't read books. They are ditzy, they are stupid. They deserve to die. They are the future of our world. I'm so sick of stupid people. I wish everyone was at least as intelligent as me. As well versed. I wish I could train people with the street smarts I have. People are so stupid. I estimate that I am more intelligent then 85% of everyone in the world that is younger then I am. I hate people. I hate technology. I hate the fact that stupid people concentrate on the latest gadget instead of trying to solve real world problems. I hate the Ipod. I hate texting and cell phones. Also, I hate the word tampon. People are stupid and they suck anus. And not even the good kind of anus. I have to go take a shower now. Thanks for reading.

I must confess, only the last year or so have I really become open with my sexuality only because my GF /future wife encouraged my bi sexualness. Since that approval I have become the biggest slut in NJ and have been training hard for when the opportunity comes that we can fuck a couple together and fight over the cock going in them , I want to share a cock with my girlfriend and ride cocks together, scream together, anyone else have this fantasy or actually live it

I just needed to share this crazy and amazing situation that i have fallen into.........so I go onto this social media app to make friends. i met this very BEAUTIFUL young girl that has s gorgeous, sexy, sweet tight body. she works out so she is in great shape. But tonight she confessed a secret with me.....She loves reading dirty comments about her body. It turns her on like crazy. So she has this crazy idea to create an anonymous account and post her pictures with dirty captions to get as many dirty comments as possible. Well of course i do it. Then she tells me about this girl that has awakened this side of her......Well eventually i make friends with her and this other girl tells me how lucky my friend is to have something like this and wishes she had someone do this for her.......Well I told her thank you for awakening this side of my friend.......and she asks for payment for awakening this sexual desire from my friend........I ask her what she desires and her response is, "I want to be added to the account too." Well I ask my friend what she thinks......Thats when she responds with "What ever you want Master." In my head I am tripping out. Well skipping all the boring details.......i now run an account where they want me to post their pictures and lure guys to comment dirty comments so they can get off.........Honestly I have never felt so damn happy ever.....If you are lucky maybe i might be able to convince them to let me post them here.......They LOVE reading dirty, sexual comments about them.......Hopefully you can help make that a reality for them in the future.....Thanks for listening.............

I go to a bathing lake near my city that is being known for bathing with swimming suits and speedos but people can go nude, too.

I drive there with my bike on purpose and don't have anything for bathing with me - no towel, no speedos. So I ride my bike to this place and pretend that I occasionally wanted to take a bath there.

"But I forgot to take my speedos with me. Hmm, the only solution is to go nude."

Then I get rid of all my clothes and go have a bath. Having done that I stand where my clothes are and look around, pretending that I had clothes on. Of course all people with clothes on look at my penis then.

Having become dry, I put my clothes on again and ride my bike home. Then I jerk off to the imagination of other people having seen me there.

Then I think "What was I thinking, they could put this on youtube and a future employer could make fun of me". Maybe in the future face recognition will be good enough to browse all videos on youtube and people would just have to take a photo of me, submit it on the internet and the video would show up.

Then I jerk off again and think: "Well this is what I look like, faggots. Deal with it. If you find this funny, you are inhibited and you don't like your body. You are probably christian. I have no guilt regarding my body. What would you subtitle that? "Guy walks all nude at lake"? That would do nothing to me, I'd think: "Yeah, that's me" and that would be it.

this is my confession. it's rather trivial and insignificant but i thought i'd share this with everyone because it happened recently and tbh i don't know how to wrap my thoughts around it.

my gf and i met at university and have been dating now for 6 years, and are at the stage of marriage. we've met each other's parents, talked about the future and decided we want the same thing out of life.

however, the other day as my gf and i were having a shower, i decided to get out sooner so i could make dinner since she was taking a long time and i thought it would be nice for her to come out with dinner ready for us in bed. anyway, her phone was on the dining table and so for the first time in 6 years i thought i'd get a hold of it and have a look at what's inside. i've never even thought about doing this before because her and i are very independent and don't bother too much with social network stuff so there's nothing to actually look if her or myself were inspect each other's phone.

well, that's what i thought. well, it's true her phone is as app boring as mine but what was strange was a single photo of herself in there. it's the photo that i've uploaded to ML. i don't know what to make of it. it's definitely her but why does she have this photo in her phone? who took the photo?

so, now she's out of the shower, dinner is ready and we're eating on our bed whilst watching some anime. she's talking about work and i'm sitting there thinking about this photo with a wtf look on my face and so whilst she's talking i ask her 'what's with the half naked photo of yourself?' and then she drops the fork and stummers for a second as she's regaining her composure and then goes on to tell me that her brother took the photo. she's trying to explain and i'm sitting there stunned, shocked, speechless and thinking 'god,i wish i never asked her'. because now, i've only got more questions and the idea of marriage is so far beyond me now but at the same time .. it's so strange, at the same time i'm wanting her to keep talking about her relationship with her brother because it's so twisted and kind of sensual that it's turning me on.

i hit the nail on the head and tell her that her relatioship with her brother is wrong and that it needs to stop. i say this to her because the truth is something that i don't want to encourage because of the fear that i'm not good enough for her and the idea to be her second choice is just demoralising. she tells me that she's in love with me and that her and her brother have been close for many many years and that it's nothing to worry about.

why shouldn't i be worried when she's been keeping this a secret? why should i even be making dinner for us when there's a secret life she's got and it's like, who is she? do i even know her? do i want to know her? why now? i'm 26 and all our friends are getting married, having their own families and i'm stuck with this? i spent all of university and the past 3 years living an introverted life when i'm actually an extroverted person wanting to do so much else but because of her i've been living this way.

of course, if i knew about this earlier when we met, i'd be cool about it because then i'd assume that i can have 'fun' on the side too.

i forget what my confession was suppposed to mean. that's right, my gf has had sexual intercourse with her brother for a long time, only recently stopped but they sometimes would take photos of each other. the part about me expressing how i feel is just my insecure nature trying to validate a bad situation.

there won't be anymore photos of her either. i'm not sure if i should allow her to entertain the idea of her brother and myself. just because i'm getting older and it's probably too late to find a woman that's truly loyal or at the very least, not sleeping with her brother. oh well. thoughts?

I am drunk! which means random confession I otherwise wouldn't do! Woooooo!

I am almost 24 and still a virgin, It's my own choice I have turned down willing applicants to rid me of this plight in the past and most likely would right now as well.
It's not that I feel any particular attachment to it or I feel I am more moral for not doing anything. It's just I always felt that the first time should mean something, I don't want to just bone someone at a party I want it to mean something. But as I age idk, I just worry my inexperience will effect future relationships I guess. ( I am a dude btw, and straight (well straightish anyway(I might be bi but meh I never explored it much) sooooo ya)

As a Tattooo Artist have had many strange requests and up till a few years ago I would'nt do Genitalia but have changed that rule when it comes to ladies.
I and other Artists I know get to do many Tattoos close to ladies pussies and a few even up tonow on the outside of the Labia but earlier had a request from a lady wanting her 3 childrens names tattooed on the inside of her Labia.
I tell you what it is bloody hard when you have a fit looking Yummy Mummy laying on the bench with her pussy spread wide open to Tattoo but I managed even if all I could think about was filling her vagina when the entrance right there and even when done and sterlised the area was so tempted to slip finger in but gloves on and you never know might get work off her mates so heres hoping for lots of future pussy on display maybe I should see about payment in BJs.

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

I appear to be, at least.

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

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

A girl and 65 men, what do you think of her futur? How could she find any husband now?

This is my first post here. Im a bigger fella and have been having confidence issues lately but started seeing this girl. I think that sex is a possibility in the near future. So heres the reason for my post. Im really self concious about the size of my penis.

Im still a virgin and it scares me not knowing if it actually looks good erect. Can you please give me an honest opinion on what you think of it?

Thanks,
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Everyone has their thing for porn and masturbation.
Sometimes, I like a classy looking girl in a more artistic look then just some big tittied bitch getting fucked five ways till Sunday.
Lets just put it out there, women who make stock model shots on Deviantart.com.
Some of this shit is really really good. Very cute, very sexy, and always good for a wank. What I'm on my soapbox for, is that one woman I frequent often locked up all her stock and posted a message to everyone simply stating (and I paraphrase);
"I'm sick and tired of people making sexual statements and advances towards me because of my stock. I have asked you several times not to do this, and also to stop making comments on my feet as sexual objects. I'm locking up my stock and will not be showing it again for the foreseeable future. You people who find sexual pleasure in my stock are disgusting and I would beat each of you with in an inch of your life."

Okay hun, lets talk for a second like adults.
You posted pictures of yourself in next to nothing, in various provocative poses, on the internet.
What the hell did you think was going to happen?
I've seen this a lot in the last few years and it amazes and disgusts me all at the same time.
For a teenager who is young and dumb I have some sympathy. You don't know what the hell your doing.
But for a 23 year old woman (and older) to be bitching about this day after day is just stupid and Juvenal.
If you can't take it, don't post your fucking pictures on the internet. A talent scout isn't going to come across them and make you a star, people aren't going to praise you on your creativity and artistic skills, they are going to see you as wank off material.
You wanna be seen as a woman and not a thing? Fucking act like it.

Bombshell, my girlfriend brought up that she wanted to see me get it on with a guy, she has said this drunk before but was legitimately bringing it up again while sober. I have always been a little bi-curious (not attracted to men but watch ladyboy porn etc.) but never really thought of it as something I would really do. So when we talked about it more it led to her joining in, and also having women threesomes as well...wtf!

Needless to say I was pretty excited but honestly I am nervous. Neither of us have ever done this before. Also, it seems she wants a guy and I to "start" and then she will join. Is it worth me having my anal cherry popped for more kinky sex with 2 women to happen in the future or is this just my penis thinking? Also, how the hell do you even get a good fuck buddy/girl? Any advice Motherless?

I confess, my gf and i had a threesome with her sister. her sister wants to leave her bf to be with me.

Neither of them mind sharring me and also keep reassuring me that theyre both fine with it, and would be happy to date me at the same time. ive been with my girl for 3 years and we are more than in love and dead set on marriage.

But since it happened, almost every time we are making love, or talking about our future, she always finds a way to bring her sister into it.asking if id like to be married to them both, and if i miss her and things like that.. to be honest, of coarse that sounds amazing.. but every time i think about it all i can see are the fuckin negatives..

Like what if my gf gets jealous somewhere down the line? Hell ive yet to meet their parents, so i can only imagine showing up like: " Hey im both of your daughters boyfriend." Not to mention how awkward itd be breaking it to my fam.

Fuck, of coarse her sis calls me just as im writing this.. saying how much she misses me, and is always thinking about me..

damn man.. least it feels good to write this out. not like i can tell anyone i know about this.. biggest fuckin dilemma ever. should i just go for it and face the consequences as they come? or just be happy with my girl.. which honestly wouldnt be hard to do at all.

I waited a couple of years after graduation to attend college, working to save enough money to give myself a good foot up. I lived with my parents and worked for a farmer.

Occasionally, my folks would go out of town for the weekend and I’d stay home. “No parties!” they’d insist and most of the time I lived up to that. It was a small town in Kansas and the neighbors would have ratted me out so if I had people over, it had to be kept small.

This was in the eighties, when there was still no internet or streaming and not everyone had cable. My folks did. So around Memorial Day, when I knew I’d have an extra day or two off and my folks would be out of town for a week, I stocked up on some groceries and beers and put out a few invitations.

Back then I was sort of seeing, more fucking than seeing, a woman named Mandy. She was older than me by a little bit, wasn’t fat but was definitely chubby, cute but not pretty. But she was very adventurous sexually, had a great set of tits, and a wicked sense of humor. She was a lot of fun and my Mom hated her, another reason I was interested.

Mandy was, by the way, several of my firsts. She was the first woman I’d been with who was on the pill. I could cum inside of her all I liked. She was the first to ever ask me to fuck her ass. And she ate ass. She was also the first person I ever tit-fucked. To completion. And she was my first threesome. This is the story of that threesome.

While everyone else was downstairs watching HBO, something that was still pretty new in our area back then, we snuck off to my room and proceeded to get naked and get busy. My younger brother and my best friend were both there among the eight or nine folks who were over so I wasn’t worried about it getting out of control.

We had enjoyed our foreplay and I had her on her back, spread wide, and I had just gotten balls deep when there was a light knock on the door. I grabbed a blanket and covered us up, staying inside of her.

“Hello? You in here? Mandy?”

It was Carla, a friend of my best friend’s new girlfriend. I didn’t know her well, having only met her a couple of times. I held my finger up to my lips, not wanting to be interrupted. “Shhhhhhh.”

Mandy laughed and said, “Yeah, we’re here.”

The door opened and closed and in the light that came through the open curtains from the streetlight on the corner, I saw her cross to the bed and felt her sit on the edge.

“We?”

“Yeah. Val and me. Who’d you think would be here?”

“Val?”

“Yeah. Hi.”

“Oh shit! Are you two . . .”

“Yeah.”

“Oh, I’m sorry! I just wanted to talk to Mandy for a minute.”

“Whatcha need, Sweeite?”

“I just needed to get away from Matt (Matt was my best friend).”

“Why?”

“I went to the kitchen to grab a beer and he followed me. He tried to kiss me.”

“Isn’t Hillary here (Hillary was Matt’s girlfriend.)”

“Yeah. She’s asleep on the couch.”

Carla had come to the party alone, the only single one there. Everyone else was paired up. Carla didn’t have a boyfriend and Matt, who fancied himself a cocksman, had brought his future ex-wife, Hillary, who had worked all day and had fallen asleep almost immediately. Matt, seeing an opportunity, had made a move on the single girl, who wanted nothing to do with him.

“Would you like to stay here with us? That’d be okay, wouldn’t it, Val?”

“uhhhhhh, sure.”

I started to pull out so I could lay face up and talk to both of them.

“What are you doing?”

“Well, I thought . . . “

“No, no. You don’t mind if we finish, do you, Carla?”

“Um. Finish? OH! Uh, I could find another room or wake up Hillary or something. I don’t want to interrupt you.”

Point of fact, she already had interrupted and I was losing my hard. But, I knew Matt for who and what he was and if he was thinking about getting into this girl’s pants, he wouldn’t stop at one try.

“No. It’s okay. We can stop. We have all night.” I was nothing if not a gentleman.

Mandy set that straight. “No we can’t. As long as Sweetie here doesn’t mind, let’s make this one a quickie and we’ll get something going again later. You don’t mind, do you, Hun?”

“Uh, no. I don’t mind. It’s just sex, right?” There was more than a hint of doubt in her voice.

“In fact, if you want, you can crawl in here with us, if you want.”

I expected a refusal and that she’d leave to go back to the party. Maybe wake Hillary up.. But Mandy reached up and stroked her face with a fingertip, “We won’t bite you, you know,” and then, after a pause, I felt the blanket lift up and a pair of jeans brush against my hip.

Then Mandy’s voice, “What are you doing?”

“Getting in with you.”

“Not like that.”

“Huh?”

“Aw, c’mon, you don’t get to watch us dressed like that.”

Carla stood back up beside the bed. There in the glow of the streetlight, she was lovely to see. First the jeans. Down her lean boyish hips and then stepped out of. She made a gesture as if to ask if that was enough. “C’mon, Sweetie. You’ll be seeing all of us, won’t you?”

She wasn’t wearing a bra so when her t-shirt came off over her head it was to expose lovely B-cups with areolas as small and dark as pennies.

“Everything?”. There was no panic in her voice but you could hear the shyness.

“You can leave those on if you want.”

She crawled back in next to us and I could feel a real thrill as her bare skin brushed against me again. I knew Mandy could feel me stiffen inside of her.

“Now, sir. Where were we?”

I swiveled my hips to let her know that I was listening and leaned in for a kiss. Then Carla’s voice came quietly out of the dark.

“Can I see? I’d like to see.”

I felt Mandy reach over my back and tossed the blanket down to my hips. Carla tugged it off and let it fall beside the bed. Her hand brushing across my bare ass was like electricity.

Slowly I began to stroke and I could feel how much wetter Mandy was now. She was excited, too. Carla leaned down behind us and in the moonlight could see me sliding into and out of a very tight and wet cunt. Then she crawled back up and laid down beside us, her head on a level with my own while she rested on an elbow.

I looked to see if I could catch her glance but she and Mandy had already locked eyes and I was not included in the exchange. Carla’s hand came up and her fingertips began to massage her nipple as I saw Mandy’s right hand sneak across the slight space between us and begin to rub the crotch of Carla’s panties.

Carla’s eyes closed and her head tipped back as the touch of the fingers at her groin had their effect on her. Then her eyes opened and she leaned in between Mandy and I and although I couldn’t see it happen, I knew that they were kissing. At this point, although I was inside of one of them, I was merely an observer.

Mandy’s fingers now sought the elastic of Carla’s panties and began to attempt to reach inside. The angle was awkward and I could see her fingers bending back. Carla extracted herself from the kiss and stood beside the bed. Hooking her thumbs in the waistband at either side, she leaned forward and pushed them down to her knees, and then stepped out of them.

She had just the smallest puff of hair at the juncture of her thighs and it was dark and lovely. Mandy reached out as Carla stepped closer again to the bed and stroked it with her fingertips, pressing between her thighs and parting them. I could myself growing closer to an orgasm, and didn’t want to be.

“Val, scootch down!” Mandy whispered.

I pulled out as she pushed with her hands against the headboard and shoved her body farther down the bed, making room around her head.

She gestured and Carla climbed up, with her back to me.

“No, no, no. Turn around..”

Carla adjusted herself and parked her knees on either side of Mandy’s head. Then, with a sigh, she settled that taut body and I could see her relax as her pussy made contact with Mandy’s mouth, as if Mandy was sucking all of the energy out of her.

Her thumbs and forefingers began again to pleasure her sharp, little nipples as Mandy pulled her knees up, spreading herself for me to re-enter. Which I did. In one stroke, grinding at the end.

I tried to hold out. I did. And I got maybe a minute of stroking into and out of that plump, tight, slippery pussy, but watching Carla ride and writhe on Mandy’s mouth was too much for me and I could feel myself about to finish.

“I’m . . . I’m gonna cum.” I began to bottom out into her, knowing I could put it in as deep as I wanted.

“Please,” Carla’s whisper was gruff, “I want to see it. I want to see it! I want to see it cum!”

l pulled out and didn’t even need to touch myself. Streams of cum shot from me, the first couple of which were hard and thick enough that they splashed against Carla’s crotch where it rested on Mandy’s chin. The rest decreased until the last one bubbled against the thick mat between Mandy’s legs.

Carla fell forward and before I was fully aware, she had my cock in her mouth, sucking the last of my cum from me. It was a nearly painfully exquisite sensation. I knew she couldn’t have been extremely experienced but she knew enough to make me nearly faint from the pleasure.

As my cock deflated, she shook it from her mouth and as I watched, she began to lick the cum from Mandy’s body. First mine from just above her pussy, then Mandy’s from her open cunt.

As I watched and stroked my once-again stiffening cock, remember, I was a young man, they brought each other to shivering climaxes. Not simultaneously, but close enough for them to exhaust each other. As they rolled apart, and Carla crawled up to lay beside us, I saw the shine of my cum, which had been pressed between them, on both of their bodies. Mandy’s fingers traced patterns in it and she leaned down to lick it from between Carla’s tan-lined breasts.

“Fuck,” Many whispered. “Fuck. I could stand to do that again. Where’d you learn to eat pussy like that, Sweetie?”

“I didn’t.”

“You mean that was your first time?”

“Yeah.”

“Well don’t stop on my account. You’re good. So you’ve only ever been with guys?”

“No,” this whisper was shy and I could almost hear her blush.

“You mean?”

“I’m a virgin? Yeah.”

“Shit. I’m sorry! I didn’t know!” This from me. I wouldn’t have guessed.

“No. It’s okay. I had to have a first time with someone. This was fun.”

“But we didn’t? It wasn’t really a first time.”

“No. And I don’t want to do . . . that. But what else can we do? I’ve read the letters in the magazines in the bathroom cupboard at home. I know there’s other . . . stuff. Can we do some of that?”

If I hadn’t already been hard again, that would have done it.

Mandy reached over and pulled her down for another kiss which I leaned in to join. “We sure can, Hun.”

There was a loud knock on the door and then Matt’s voice. “Val? I’m going to take Hillary home. She’s tired. But I’ll be back. I can’t find Carla so I think she snuck out early. I was thinking about getting on that. She looks like she might know what’s going on. Val? You in there?”

We all three snuggled quietly, not answering.

“Val? You in there?”

“Yeah.”

“Can I come in?”

“No. Probably shouldn’t.”

“Hi Mandy!”

“Hey, Matt.”

“I’ll be back a little later if I can’t get Hillary to wake up. If you see Carla, tell her I’m looking for her.”

“Yeah.”

His footsteps retreated down the hall and then down the stairs

“So,” Mandy asked, “what other things are you thinking?”

Nights in Arlen
A KotH sex story
By: null

It was about 9:30 PM on a Tuesday night in Arlen, TX. Luanne Platter and her friend Jaime are sat on Jaime’s 2nd floor apartment balcony. Not a big place at all but Jaime kept it clean and welcoming. Hot but with a nice breeze blowing, the two of them are in shorts and sneakers. Luanne decided on a black bra and white tank top for her visit. Jaime’s was the last place on earth where Luanne felt comfortable and somewhat normal. Jaime has on a hoody but her D breasts are not easily stashed away.

“It’s getting late Jaime… I have to go soon” said Luanne as she tapped out another cigarette from her friends pack, her 3rd that hour.
“Do you want to go to Sugarfoots tomorrow? I’ll give you a ride. I definitely saw a ‘help wanted’ sign. They would hire you in a second!” said Jaime, Luanne’s friend of a few years. Not as pretty as Luanne but built the same way and on par mentally.
“I don’t know. I guess. I hate waiting tables. It’s like being a servant. You have to be happy when you’re really not.”
Luanne was visibly troubled and her friend was getting worried. Luanne had been broken up with Lucky for two months. Even before her and Lucky hit the rough patch that led to their parting ways her attitude had been different. Not the happy, blissfully clueless, piece of southern thickness those who know her have come to expect and love. These last few months she’s always seemed preoccupied and when questioned dismissive and distant.
“Luanne, what’s wrong? You’re not being Luanne. Are you still hung up on Lucky?” asked Jaime.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Jaime.”
Jaime grew worried and decided to change the subject.
“So do you want to go to Luke’s Saturday night? He and his friends are crazy! We need to just wear next to nothing, go there, and show off. Then leave early. They’ll be so about us then we’ll just leave!” Jaime envisioned their victory and laughed. Her chest bouncing as she didn’t have any support on.
“I don’t know, maybe.” Luanne responded, blankly, as she finished another of her friend’s cigarettes.
Jaime was sure a wild night of flirting and showing off followed by an abrupt departure would be just what Luanne needed to get her back on the right track. She felt accomplished already. In the way that she and Luanne’s type often do as they envision their future through rose colored glasses.
“Alright, I gotta go. So you can give me a ride tomorrow?” asked Luanne, with a curious increase in vocal energy that Jaime could not explain.
“Anytime, just call. I’m off all day.”
Luanne made eye contact with Jaime for the first time in 15 minutes.
“You’re the best” said Luanne.
Jaime felt sad at that moment. It confused her as this small compliment should have lit her up. It didn’t and it was the way Luanne said it. As if it meant something more than a simple thank you. She stood up and squeezed Luanne tight. Their breasts each flowing outward as they tried to escape the pressure of the embrace.
“I love you girl… you know that right?” asked Jaime.
“Yea, I love you too Jaime. Mind if I take a cig for my walk home?”
“Take them. I have a carton in the fridge.”
“Thanks” Luanne responded, relieved. She squeezed back to equal Jaime’s embrace.

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As Luanne walked home one thought, and one thought alone, was dominating her. She literally had to shake her head once in an attempt to push it away. The wind was calmer now. It was summer so kids were out playing hide and go seek. She saw a young boy find and start chasing a younger girl. The young girl was laughing uncontrollably as the boy tackled her onto the grass. Luanne was struck with a profound feeling of nostalgia. As she watched her steps she reminisced on her summer nights as a young girl running from boys. She tossed a cigarette butt into a drain. She crossed her arms under her breasts and her cleavage grew. The good memories of summers past were distorted then gone, replaced by a knot in her stomach. She had begun to hate her body. She hated that her breasts were so big. At one time they were such a source of confidence and pride. Now they disgusted her. As she thought about this she almost wanted to uncross her arms as she could not even stand indirectly touching them. She hated her golden blonde hair. A feature all of her girlfriends constantly said they wished they could have. “You can fucking have it” she thought. Anymore she just wore it in a lazy pony-tail. She hated her thick, round, protruding ass. Something most girls would hate but she loved once upon a time. An asset guys in her area were most keen on. She knew what she had and she flaunted it. Now, it was most decidedly a hate filled relationship. With her chest she could cover up, which she did when she was anywhere but at Jaime’s. But with her ass there was nothing she could do. All of her clothes were what they were. Short, tight, or revealing. In most cases all of the above. As she thought about her wardrobe she began to hate the girl she used to be. This caused her to tear up a little as the thought of hating ones younger and more innocent self is tremendously complicated and confusing. Luanne would never think on that sort of ‘meta’ level but she did know what she felt and it was weird. As she turned down the alley behind Rainy Street her steady pace was significantly slowed as her eyes met the yellow walls of the Hill residence off in the distance. Red truck parked in the driveway. For a second all thoughts and feelings were absent as if she were a deer in headlights. Slowly a feeling of dread surrounded her. She had been down this alley hundreds of times. If she had any talent in her hands she could draw it from memory. That said, for the past few months it has felt absolutely alien to her. She tightened the cross under her pale, ample boobs and began the final trek home. She was sick to her stomach now. She felt sweat beginning to accrue on her forehead. Her jaw was tight. Her hands were clenched. This all became apparent at once as she landed her first step on the driveway.
“Luanne!”
She felt as if she was hit on the back of her head as all the feeling of the past minute was instantly gone.
“Luanne look!”
She turned and looked towards the sound of her name. Bobby and Joseph were running toward her. Bobby was holding something in his hands.
“Bobby, what?” Luanne called out half in a daze having come from the mind state she was in.
“It’s a frog we found down by the Johnsons pond. Look how big it is!” Bobby cried.
Bobby and Joseph arrived at where Luanne was standing sweating and dirty. In Bobby’s hands was a rather massive green frog.
“Bobby that’s gross” Luanne said half aware.
“Do you think Dad will let it in the house?”
Luanne felt a quick jolt of electricity shoot from her head to her toes when Bobby mentioned him.
“I don’t know Bobby. Maybe you should let Joseph keep it tonight and find out in the morning. He might be sleeping” Said Luanne with ulterior motives for keeping him unbothered if at all possible.
Suddenly aware that he’s been mentioned by Luanne Joseph’s gaze was broken away from her thick round ass.
“Yea, my dad won’t care!” he stammered trying not to lose the image of Luanne’s deeply defined ass crack and underwear lines in her tight red cotton shorts.
“OK, Joseph. We can keep it at your house. But if my dad says it’s OK he’s moving in tomorrow! Now come on your mom got us hot pockets for the sleep over!” Bobby cried.
They both ran off towards Dale’s house. Joseph clumsily looking back at Luanne then disappearing behind his dads minivan. Luanne felt sick again as a result of seeing the dead insect on Dales truck. “He’s gross” she thought as she considered the type of guy who would have that on his truck. Then she turned and walked towards the sliding glass doors. Now sick to her stomach for another reason.

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The light were on but nobody was in the kitchen. The thought had occurred to her to rip one final cigarette before she went in but at this point was numb and plus Aunt Peggy didn’t want her sneaking cigarettes in the back yard anymore. The numbness was slightly lessened at the thought of Aunt Peggy. Basically Luanne’s mom now she felt close to her but more on a friendship level. She thought Aunt Peggy was one of the most intelligent people in the world even though most of the world thought, while friendly in her own way, she was an over confident windbag. Suddenly Luanne became aware she was standing at the sliding glass door looking into the house but unable to open the door. She was temporarily frozen in time as she neither wanted to go in nor continue to stand there looking like a weirdo. As she began to raise her hand to the door the light went off in the kitchen. Luanne stood there with her hand on the door handle for a few seconds. Then she slowly opened it. There was no risk of creaking or grinding as he kept everything in perfect working order. This thought caused knot to return. She slowly closed the door behind her and locked it. As she walked to the doorway to the living room she could hear Aunt Peggy talking to herself. Something about “fixing something when he should be in bed”. The acute awareness that often goes with sneaking around suddenly fell out of her. Numbness was all that was left. He was awake. In the garage. The sweat returned to her forehead. She swallowed the lump in her throat. She didn’t want to talk to Aunt Peggy in this state so she waited in the dark kitchen until she heard Aunt Peggy in her bedrooms bathroom then slipped into her bedroom. She shut the door and leaned against it. No lock on the door. There used to be one until a few months ago. She started crying quietly. She sat down on her bed and took her shoes off. She had white ankle socks on with pink paws dotted throughout. She peeled off her red shorts and dropped them into her hamper. The white cotton underwear matched her socks. She slipped on Jaime’s Arlen High sweatpants and got under her covers. She felt exhausted from the mental anguish of the past hour. Foolishly she held onto a single hope as she always did at this moment. Laying on her side in her room in his house she hazily stared at the clock on her night stand. Cigarette smoke and winterfresh gum on her breath. The clock read 10:32 PM…

To be continued.

Her mom brought her over last night and she watched on the sofa masturbating seeing how her daughter moved bucking wildly while I rode her head down ass up not fitting fully inside her. Spreading her cheeks enough for her puckered star to open and fart for me. Giving my all to her cervix as I released my creamy cum deep inside her. Doing this over several hours to help loosen her tight love hole. Her mom loved watching, licking her daughters juice from my cock. More to cum in near future.

Future single mother

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Seen a nice set of legs posted on social media i was already edging fom other porn so i just immediately started jerkin fast til i finished,  looked after i was done because i was going to see if she posted anything else i could jerk to in the future then seen it was my own sister... awkward..

This is the spoiled little 18 year old brat that is suing her parents for not paying for her private school and future college tuition.

What would you do to this self centered little fucking whore?

Webms are the future. I hope motherless plans to start supporting webms.

Pic unrelated, It's not a webm. But it could be if momless allowed them!

I would like to suggest a feature to this good site...
PLS admins hear me out...
i usually find a nice group and i join for the soul reason so that i can find it again in the future..
some groups however, u cant join u have to be invited..
So please add a "bookmark this group" function button..
this is really a nesasery feature..

My future ex wife! 

The future of most cuckolds once a wife, reluctant at first, samples the lifestyle her cuckold has offered her.

This might be long, so if you do not have the patience, you've been warned.

I am a 40 year old divorcee, single mother. My life is work, and my daughter, trying to survive paycheck to paycheck.

You can imagine that such life, that has been going on for the past four years, since our divorce, left it's toll on my social, and sexual life. Somehow, I found refuge on the internet, and here I am.

I was never a beauty, far from it, but I had my ways of making up for it, covering my flaws with a long, blonde hair, and a fit body, men were after me, and I got pregnant with one of them, which led to marriage. Soon enough, we found out we weren't compatible, and ended it after less than a year. After that, said life made me lose focus on my looks, my sexuality, I gained a few pounds, and it all went to hell, men stopped noticing me, I felt a huge fall in my self esteem, and became lonely, and desperate, so desperate, that I found my went here, among other places.

At first, it was just stories, then it went to forums, images, and in the end porn. I can't quite describe what made me lustful in porn, but it felt nice, I saw some things I never did, even though I felt like a pretty open minded woman, some things intrigued me, and I just felt the spark of passion, lighting up inside me.

Soon enough, I started online sexting, had a few cam sex sessions, and it got even more exciting.

So, I would, once a month, leave my daughter at my parents house, not to go out, even though I told them that is the reason, but to stay in, relax, and immerse myself into the world of fantasy. I would spend two days, almost completely naked, with wine, and my lap top. Started taking care of my looks again, bought some lingerie, shaved myself down there, made some cheeky photos, for my future sexting adventures, and it was all fun, and very, very exciting.

Never saw that going any further, I was not interested in a real man, from flesh and blood, and I was ok with it, until...

One of those weekends, it was morning, I just got online, and the guy I had some fun with a few times, was there. We started sexting, he asked me what am I doing, if I am alone, and I said yes . Then he told me he would love to come over, I responded - me too. Now, till this point we never talked about our location, and he asked me where I am from. When I said it, he smiled - we live in the same city, not such an outrageous coincidence, considering I live in a small country in Europe.

And I gave him my adress.

I waited for him for about an hour, and in that period of time, I was elated at one point, while shivering in fear the next. I couldn't wait for him to touch me, and at the same time thought how I would end up dead, since he must be some lunatic, god knows what he will do to me.

He wasn't, he was just a married guy, whose wife and kids are away often, during the weekends. I didn't know what to do, how to behave, so I ended up opening the door in a one piece lingerie. He kissed me on the doorstep, and we went straight to the bedroom.

He was still fully clothed, when he went down on me. I was so sex starved, that I think I came in a few minutes, but honestly, I do not know, it might have been an hour, since I was totally out of it. When I looked down, after getting back my senses, he was already naked, big, fully erect, and standing by the bed. I went down on my knees so fast, and it tasted so good. I was never a fan of sucking, I did it many times, but this was the first one, that I fully enjoyed. I wanted to swallow it, I licked his balls, kissed his leg, rubbed his cock against my face, while burning from lust.

He bent me over the bed, with my knees still on the floor, moved my onepiece to the side, and I felt his hand on my clit. I was so wet, that with every move, I made that sound, you know... Then I felt his lips on my bottom, and eventually, his tongue on my anus. At that moment, the realization that I didn't shave that, made me anxious, but as he continued to work on it with his full tongue, made me relaxed, once again.

That was another thing I never experienced, and it was good, and his hand was doing all the right things, and I was so close, when he pulled my hand down, and guided me, to continue it, by myself. I did, and he stood up, I could her the condom wrapper break, and I loved the idea that he is standing there, looking at me, as I pleasured myself, while moving my hips in a circular motion. I wanted him so badly, and I didn't want to cum before he enters, and I was so close, so damn close, when I felt his head on my anus.

I wanted to protest, to say something, since, that was another thing I never experienced, but I was so close, and as he started going in, slowly, inch by inch, pull out almost fully, and start going back in, even slower, I started cumming so hard, that it made me sob.

I guess that was too much for him too, so he grabbed my hair, thrusted four or five times, really fast, and really hard, and started roaring like a fucking lion. It did hurt, but it was the sweetest pain I ever felt.

I was so weak, that I couldn't even make coffee, so he did. We talked till sunset, when he had to go. He told me we will do this often, he told me he is mesmerized by me, he told it, and went away.

His profile got deleted the same night. I can't say that I am surprised, but I am disappointed. Still, I have no regrets, that one afternoon, was the highlight of my sex life, from the day I was born. And it brought a lots of self esteem back, I am now trying to better myself in more ways than one.

I still have my weekends, and this is my first free weekend, since it happened, at the end of October. I am not looking for anything right now, and who knows, weekends like that one might never happen again, but who knows.

And that is it.

P.S. I hope you won't judge.

My g/f and I were around in her sisters place last night just having a few drinks and relaxing. Started talking about sex and my g/f was going on about how much I adore oral and how good I am and how I do it for hours and hours. I went to the toilet and when I came out her sis was standing there and said "can I ask you something"? I said of course and she stuck her hand down her trousers, moved it around then took out 2 soaking wet creamy fingers and stuck them in my mouth. She said "do I taste good to you"?
It was so amazing, but I feel a little guilty, even though I didnt know what she was going to do. She knows (and so does my g/f) that I think she's beautiful and I'm a little worried about being stuck in situations alone with her again in the future. I love my g/f and would never need to or want to cheat on her but it's going to be very very hard to say no if something happens.
Anyone have any advice?

Hey all.
Do you think my attire was proper for going out on the town drinking? I certainly recieved a lot of looks and comments (great comments from men and most all women's comments were negative).
Give me all your comments here.
I have more pics to share but would like to hear from ya all on a few things.
1. My attire proper?
2. What would you do to me?
3. Would you keep me around for future use or kick me to the curb?
4. Can I get a cum tribute?

Talk more soon

This is a good place to meet a future wife, right?

You know how we all had that girl we lusted over in hs? Usually, it was the hottest girl, and you had 0 chances with her. Well, not for me. I was into this quiet, petite girl, and she always wore saggy clothes, and never was into the crowd and stuff, but man, she was, and still is, the most beautifull woman I have ever seen. Brunette, big, big eyes, luscious lips. Man, I am telling you, she was out of this world.

May is the time of year in which, there are aniversary celebrations, of graduation. 20 years for me. Last weekend I was there. In the mean time, I have been doing well in life, but she hasnt. She is still beautifull, dont get me wrong, still the most beautifull woman I have ever seen, but, judging by her clothes and, you know, lack of anti age treatment, you could see she is not in the best place.

She married some bum. Not literaly a bum, but a guy with no future, and she lingers on. We started talking, and she was really into learning about my life, since I moved away from my home town after graduation. At one point, when we were already pretty drunk, she told something like "ah you forgot about all of us, this is like a visit to a previous life for you", at which I blurred that I will never forget her, and that I never had.

That got her interested, so she was persistant. I admitted my infatuation with her, back in hs, and that I have thought about her many times after graduation. And that she is the most beautifull woman I have ever seen, and that I still have a boyish crush on her.

I guess she needed a compliment, or something like that. An hour later, my cock was in her ass, and I was dirty talking the most obscene shit you can imagine.

Life is good sometimes.

I am 41, have never been married, and my sex life kind a went to shit after I hit 35, so, occasionally I end up here.

This is my confession, it aint much, but it took me some courage to do this.

After I hit 35, my sex life died in a way. I was never beautiful, nor hot, but I did attract men, with no problem. Now, the men that want me are questionable, to say the least, and I am spending my time mostly alone. I have had a few flings, and one night stands, but regretted it every single time. I had a long term relationship which I threw away, over a stupidity, and now I am regretting it.

It may sound stupid, but I was with him for 7 years, and when the time came to talk about marriage, I realized that I had only two orgasms with him, for all that time. Going back, I was unsatisfied in two other relationships I had prior to him, in a similar way.

Then, it dawned on me - my first boyfriend ruined me.

We were seniors in hs, and he had prior been with this girl, everyone envied. When he showed interest in me, I was over the moon. We proceeded having a year long relationship, in which, he was more than dominant, sexually. Now, when I think of it, it is strange for someone who is 19, to have such confidence, and such kinks. He was my first, so I didnt second guess it, but I was cumming hard, when he choked me, slapped me around, called me names, he would even cum in my glass of water, and make me drink it during breakfast...

After we broke up, and I met my next bf, I realized how insane our thing was, and I was angry, felt betrayed and disgusted by myself, for letting someone treat me that way.

But, him, the next guy, and my not destined future husband, all were so gentle, and vanilla, and respectful to me. Yet, they didnt make me cum.

So he broke me. Made sex for me, being, degrading and hurtful, as the only way I could get off, but on the other side, I do not want to feel the way I felt with him, but I want the orgasms he gave me.

So, I am nowhere.

i have a confession.

the passed few weeks have been hard on me, i will spare you the details and just say this to start:

i am conflicted in myself, it seems im waiting on something to make me snap, just so i can beat the fuck out of something then break down and cry.

i am a male, about 25 years old.

the love of my life, just so happens to be single again, and i come down with this "psychotic episode".

i've placed myself into the sidelines, just to make sure i knew that i SHOULDNT try. i love her, in no way would i purposefully hurt her.

but as i was saying, i am conflicted and on the verge of "fuck it".
But, she helps me. she is what i need for a calming effect.
i see her, i see a future, OUR future.
when i am with her, there is no thought of "when will i get my next toke of weed".
she IS my toke of weed, she is my blue dream, she is my candy kush.

but i sideline myself, and all i can chant to myself is "best i can do, is help her along and keep her happy, because all i can do, is enjoy her company"

i want her to find someone that wants to make her happy, the last guy didnt work out to well.

where was i going with this?

i forgot, but short story into a sentence:

i love her, i cant be with her because im too fucked in the head, but she still calms me while we're together, even while she doesnt do anything other than sit there.

she is, all in all, a beautiful woman and worth the world, and i just hope she can find someone that sees her, the way i do.

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 have a weird fetish towards incontience.

I often read comments under prolapse/large insertion vids, and a lot of them are telling how the actress will wear diaper in her future.

This started my fantasy. I'm both into scat and large anal insertions (alrought to my knowledge it cannot cause fecal incontience), so I started to like the idea. Later on, I started to fantasize about being with a girl who wears diapers, eating from her diaper, changing her, etc.

I'd like to see my property put to good use this Saturday evening. Suck your cock. I won't know the time until late tomorrow. It could be late Saturday.

Just don't be fat or ugly, and be able to assure me you don't have any koodies. If you can do that, and things go well Saturday, I may be able to make future arrangements for you with my property with more liberties, if I can trust you not to damage my property.

Oh and my property only likes white dick.

Central NY along 88.

I have never confessed this to anyone but I have a very young memory of when I was around 5 or 6 which one of my older first cousins would cuddle with me in her bed and would play with my penis. She was around 11 or 12 and she would just touch me all over my body. I really wanted her to do what ever she wanted to do to me and I would touch her vagina and try duplicate what ever she would do to me. I feel like a fool that I did not take advantage of this situation more and now it is a memory that I wish had gone further. It was years in the future that we did something else, which consisted of her figuring out that I was fascinated by her boobs. She after of week of me salivating all over her, at this point i was around 14, she took me aside and just lifted her shirt and told me to go ahead a have a feel. And if that was satisfying enough. Again like an idiot I did what i was told and did not asked for more. Today, I wish i would had taken advantage of that incestual opportunity. I am afraid I will never again have that chance again. I wish i was as perverted as I am now then.

We live in a really sick world. Life needs to be on an anti biotic.  My neighbor doesn't know that I know this , but for the past two years or probably more,  he has been using the same  figures in his yard scene's.  That vampire that was dressed as a CHRISTMAS Carroler? Nice try. And the sick fuck included Santa in his Halloween scene.  Everyone knows that Santa only works on Christmas.  I confess,  I'm worried for the future generations with a twisted shit like this in my neighborhood.  

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