It has taken me a while to be able to admit this fetish I have, but my therapist told me I will feel more comfortable if I tell people on an online forum. So here it is. I love to smell my own farts. I even built my own contraption that consists of a plug and a pipe, and a mask so I can smell them better and inhale them.
I find the combination of draft beer and hot breaded chicken wings produce the best stench the following day.

i confess my gf started work spinning poles in the world's first stripper fueled power plant. The power plant produces over 2,000 megawatts of power exclusively for the benefit of orphans, vagrants, and panda bears.

she honestly is making daddy proud.

Seeking Modded Camera to buy:

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In my efforts towards this endeavor, I soon learned that I don't know dick about cameras and sank a couple hundred dollars into taking them apart and having them not turn back on. Those tiny ribbon cables are too complex for my bumbling troll hands and plus, I really don't know what the "ir blocking lens" looks like anyways. Could somebody do it for me? No seriously, I will pay. If somebody can produce a sample of video with similar quality and offer me the same camera for sale, I will buy it. I'm just putting this out there for anyone who's camera savvy and looking to make a few hundred bucks.

Porn is ruining my life. I should be working right now but all I can do is sit here stroking my cock to all the fine asses and tits I see. I go out in public anywhere and all I want is to pull my cock out and stroke it to all the hot fuckmeat I see. I wish I could find someone as twisted as myself to encourage me to. Or have someone who just randomly pulls out my cock, or demands that I produce my cock, for the sole purpose of milking me at their whim no matter where we are then continuing on like nothing happened after I blow my load. I have to admit also that my latest fetish, interest, desire or whatever you want to call it is to truly experience a power exchange. I wish I could walk in to home with a woman wearing stockings, heals and a strap-on to me treated like a whore, to be made her whore pushing me to my knees, demanding I suck her cock, getting throat fucked until she decides it's time to pack my ass with her fake cock. I want her to fuck me hard and demand that I not touch my cock myself while she pounds my ass deeply while degrading me until making me blow cum. Then she could suck it up and give me a big sloppy kiss making me eat the mess of cum I made or feed it to me to complete my degradation.... I feel like that's the next step of my fall down this rabbit hole of indecency.... Unfortunately I haven't found someone to take those next steps with...

Hello, no idea if this'll work or not... anyway, I've got some thoughts about possibly going into porn production [like a director or producer, not an actor] as a springboard to get into general independent film production [most likely specializing in low budget sci-fi and horror].

The problem is I have no experience with film production of any kind, and though I've read that you don't need stuff like degrees to get into independent film [or porn for that matter!], I've got no idea where to look around in my local area; I live in the Pacific Northwest, near Seattle.

1. Are there any places around that area which could allow me to potentially interact with the people specializing in general independent film and/or adult film production?

2. Is there any rules in Washington state that makes adult film and pornographic production here illegal?

My confession is that I was in a secret military division in the US army for over a decade. I was volunteered into a secret program. They cut off my penis and testicles, and grafted a new set of genitalia onto my body. I later found out it had be genetically engineered to produce alien sperm that they'd produced using tissue samples of the aliens from Area 51.

The military board would set me up in isolation and send in teenaged girls for me to impregnate. Their aim was to produce alien-human hard-core porn to sell to the black market. It turns out that lots of cashed-up Russian millionaires are willing to pay big bucks for videos of a man with an alien cock fucking blonde US cheerleaders. They used it to fund all their important R&D initiatives of the past twenty years.

The agency put me out to pasture about ten years ago. I'm subsisting on a military pension and life is still pretty good, but my alien cock is starting to weird me out. Sure, it's massive and the erections last for hours, but ordinary pussy don't feel as good as the pussies of all those high school cheerleaders in the middle of a porno set. Sometimes I wish that they'd replaced the alien cock with my original penis, but then again, this alien cock also pick up cable and has a wireless internet connection.

Bernard's Cock

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I'm intrigued by the other poster's offer of a reward for something, because I've been looking for a couple of old vids, from the '90s actually, produced by Odyssey Video called Oral Amateurs. They had a series of vids, and I'm looking for the first two, actually just a few scenes from the first two.

Anyway, if anyone has those old vids and can upload them somewhere I would be happy to compensate with other similar topic vids or send $ through the pal of pay. I used to have the old VHS vids way back, and been looking for them forever.

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I want It bigger inside my g👀k cunt!
Without any lubricant, except what my wet pussy produces. 
And I hope it hurts because I'm very tight. 
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While I comment mostly on politics here, there is a PBS program that I'd like to discuss that I believe deserves mention for its stellar presentation, and narration;

The Pioneers of Television

I have a tremendous respect and admiration, nay a soft spot, for the generations that have come before me. One of the generations I admire most is, The Greatest Generation. These people grew up in an America, and also a Germany, an England, an India, a Brazil, very different from the ones that we know today. As an American, I'll speak from what I know of in my own country. Many of The Greatest Generation grew up as what we would consider today as abysmally poor. A good deal of them grew up in homes without electricity, much less any other modern convenience.

When their country called on them during WWII, they not only willingly left their homes & everything they knew, many for the first time, but did so patriotically even going to fight for the freedoms of other countries like France, Holland, England, The Phillippines, and etc. Many of these brave men still lie in graves scattered all around the world. The wives and girlfriends worked tirelessly in munitions and airplane factories to support their country. When they came home with their battle scars, they and their wives made families and set about, without complaint, to built the most free and prosperous country the world had ever known. They saw to it that they and their neighbors were clothed and fed. They built and housed their families in the best housing they could afford. They brought us arguably the most fantastically styled cars in history during the 1950's. Art, culture and education exploided with The Greatest Generation. They dressed with pride and treated one another respectfully. And all of this was done through hard work, sheer grit & determination, and rugged individualism.

When television first began in the last 1940's, no one, including the fledgling televison industry, knew quite what it should be. I know in todays world of laptops, iPhones, & tablets that seems amazing. Many of the first t.v. shows were current/ events / news shows, or the comedy of successful, well established Vaudeville & radio acts bringing their routines to the small screen. Shortly after this, the idea of playing games on t.v. for the viewer to watch was given a try. To gain viewer interest, producers gave prizes away to contestants, &/or they showed known celebrities playing the game as with one of the first t.v. game shows, "What's My Line?".

For me, seeing well established old time Vaudevillians like Jack Benny, Bob Hope, Milton "Uncle Milty" Berle, Jackie Gleason, & Red Skelton working their hearts out to make people laugh on live t.v. is still some of the best television ever! And it was ALL live! If a performer screwed up....guess what?... it was seen by thousands, & sometimes millions of people. My favorite all time television moment happened late one night, long before I was even born. A young comedian took a chance and decided to host a show that came on late at night when all the other stations where off the air, showing test patterns. The show was called "Tonight!" on the National Broadcasting Network (NBC). The young comedian was the late, Steve Allen. It was a big risk, because who knew if hard working Americans in the late 1950's would stay up to watch t.v. that late at night? In those days of live t.v., most of the shows had monitors off camera, so that the performer could see what the viewer was seeing, and could then make any adjustments to the performance that might be needed. As he began his routine, Mr. Allen glanced into the live monitor and got a glimpse of how ridiculous he looked. This single item became the downfall of the segment for Steve Allen, and gave us one of the singularly most hilarious moments in television history! I've seen this probably 100 times, & it still makes me laugh so hard that it brings me to tears:

youtube.com/watch?v=YaNxy4wDv1k

For me, old t.v. shows, old movies, & books are like a time machine into our shared past. With life as busy as it is today, it's sort of like we're all living in a fog. What these programs & movies do for us is they give us a "magic sword". We're able to take that sword, cut through the fog of modern life, and have a clear view, almost magically of what came before us, like a window. In Jan. 2013 PBS will be replaying these epic shows. So folks I encourage you to stop, take a moment and make yourself some popcorn, and sit down with me to enjoy and revel in the history of The Greatest Generation & the wonderment of,

The Pioneers Of Television

-redrocker

My girl has been trying to make it in the music biz for years. She’s always getting attention for her looks on stage. Dudes are inappropriate at bars all the time. After gigs. She keeps gigging and trying and recently had a meeting out of town to meet a record producer. 

What do you think of her? Think she has a shot?

Hi! I am working at a mail-order firm currently. My job is to check the products, when they come from the producer. If everything is alright and so on. The products contain shoes, jewelry, books and a lot more. When I have checked the goods they go to the warehouse and then to the customer if ordered.
I was thinking of spicing up my job a bit. I hope, there are creative and of course naughty minds here who can help me think of some fun at work. Nothing is off the table! Thanks! Of course I will report and take pictures.

So I guess I may as well confess something of my own...

I've had a relationship with my step-father for nearly two years now. I never actually realized how sexual our relationship was until after the first year.
Let me start by saying that we aren't related by blood in anyway. After I realized how our relationship would be viewed, I did some research on it. Our relationship also started not long after I turned 18.

To paint a picture, my step-father doctor with a small practice, fairly devout and a widower, his first wife died in childbirth, giving birth to my step-brother. My mother was unwed when she had me and is devoutly religious, moreso then my step-dad. I'm a product of homeschooling and abstinence-only sexual education.
My mom and step-dad have been married six years this year and our personal doctor for as long as I can remember. I've come to trust my step-dad, I guess we'll call him Matthew, with everything involving my health and I usually ask him about anything I'm too embarrassed to ask my mom. He explained to me that 'hair' is normal, as are periods and female arousal.

The way things started was not long after my birthday. Matthew took me aside one day and handed me a little packet of pills,asking me to take them each evening at the same time. He told me that, while my mom looked down on them, some girls needed them when they got to be my age, to help with things like periods and acne. He told me that my mom was mainly against them because they had the added effect of acting as a contraceptive and a chance of increasing a woman's bust size. He promised to keep them a secret from my mom under Patient/Doctor privelege. I accepted them and took them as directed, not really thinking about it.

About two weeks later, while my mom was working and he was on call, he pulled me aside again, saying he needed to give me a check-up on how the pill was working to make sure there weren't any side-effects. We went to my room and went over the normal stuff, checking my pulse, heartbeat with a stethoscope, pupils, ears, tongue, etc. I remember he kept furrowing his brow like something was wrong, making me worried.
He then told me that he needed to double check some things and would need to do a more thorough check-up, asking me to strip. At this point I had never been in less than my underwear during a check-up, but I had no reason to question Matt, so I stripped down naked, feeling intensely self-conscious and embarrassed. He checked my breasts, commenting on how they were still only A-cup and I remember his touch feeling kind of electric. He then asked me to turn around and bend over, which I did, feeling even more self-conscious.

When we were done, he told me that the pills didn't seem to be working, most likely due to a protein deficiancy, explaining that Muscle Drinks and Protein Shakes didn't provide enough daily intake and that I would require a series of expensive shots and medications that wouldn't be covered by insurance. I was stressing out at this point until he calmed me down and suggested that there may be another way, but that he would need my permission.
He explained that the male organ produced the protein used in the medications, almost the same way a cow produces milk, and that coupled with stimulation between my legs, he could produce the protein necessary. As a doctor, he would be able to provide the correct dosage to combat the deficiancy and activate the pills.

Not much of it made sense to me, but I never understood much about medicine to begin with and was more worried about what would happen if I didn't do it, so I accepted. I was still nude at this point and he asked me to lay on my back on my bed with my head on my pillow as Matt took off his pants. I remember my heart was racing, mostly due to worry, but also because of my nudity and his undressing. When I saw his member, I actually thought how it looked like a single udder, except harder and a bit thicker.
Matt reminded me that I was okay, and that our Patient/Doctor privelege still applied, meaning that he wouldn't tell anyone and that my mom wouldn't find out about the pills. Form there he spread my legs with one hand, while the other started milking his member. When he ran a finger over my opening, I remember gasping a bit at the sudden feeling, only for Matt to tell me it was normal to make noise, but that I should try to make the noises into my pillow so people wouldn't overhear. From there, Matt leaned down, putting his head between my legs and licking the top of my opening with his tongue, making me jump and gasp again, telling me it was an old doctor's trick.

From there he continued as I tried to hold back any noise, sometimes holding my pillow over my face while he ran his tongue over a specific spot above my opening. The feeling made my heart beat faster, my body felt hot, my breaths were sharp and my back kept arching while my hips kept trying to get closer to his tongue. This continued for a few minutes until the feeling built more and more and I started to spasm, my legs twitching and my opening feeling like it was tensing and relaxing rapidly while I tried to muffle the moans I made into my pillow.
I lay there for a moment panting as Matt looked at me, smiling. He told me it had all gone perfectly, but that he was having trouble milking his member. He suggested that a woman's saliva would help and that I could milk it with my mouth, which would help things along since I would need to swallow it all anyway. I distinctly remember just nodding dumbly because I couldn't think of anything else to say and Matt asked to open my mouth and turn my head to the side.

The first thing I noticed was it's thickness and that it tasted like licking my fingers when nothing was on them, then a slightly salty taste that Matt later told me was normal, since it meant the saliva was working. From there he guided me, telling me to move my head back and forth, a hand on the back of my head to help me. His other hand moved back to my opening and, as sensitive as it was, it felt like it needed something more. I remember that when he moved his middle finger to the center of my opening, that I reflexively moaned.
Matt briefly taught how to swirl my tongue, to mind my teeth and be careful not to gag. Eventually all of his concentration went back to my opening as he rubbed the top with a thumb and began to slowly guide a finger in and out of my opening a little more each time. It wasn't long before I began to spasm again. I think the spasming hit the right spot, too, because I remember Matt tensing and salty and gluggy start to squirt into my mouth as his member twitched. I remember thinking faintly that Matt had amazing skills as a doctor to control the amount so well.

As salty and gluggy as the stuff was, I swallowed it all and lay there panting as Matt leaned over me, doing the same. After we got dressed, he told me that he would be able to provide me with the dosage as needed, sometimes more often or less often than others and that to help the process, that I should shave between my legs each night the same way I did my legs and under-arms. From there everything went on kind of normally. Not only that, nearly a month later my bust began to grow substantially, from an A-cup to a D-cup. My mom said I was a late bloomer while Matt told me in private that it was a good sign that the pills were working.

Anyway. That's my confession, I guess.

Oh sure training is a blast and sometimes I want to hurry and race to the end. However I have regretted such impatience in the past. Training should always be pushing them to improve yet also be obtainable.as there boundaries shrink. Pain threshold grows you can inch the line further and further. Eventually a complete submissive is produced. Make no mistake this has more to do with trust and connection than anything else. Connections needed to feel comfortable doing what is or was considered taboo. Trust without it the journey can't even start cultivate these and make your mission learning all you can about who they are. Eventually through the correct and honest approach you will get your desired sub. After all it is in a subs nature to seek your approval and to please.

My wife is out. I am a submissive pervert. I am about to slide a fat plug into my ass. I am going to edge for several hours before squirting my load into my mouth. I always produce more cum if I squeeze and slap my nuts while I wank.

Anybody know who this talented scat slut is? Or have more of her amazing ass gaping content? If she’s not already doing scat porn she should be. Amazing how she’s able to pop that huge knot of that dog cock dildo all the way in and back out over and over while continuously shitting more feces than I produce in 3/4 days and I’m a man with a hungry gape ready asshole!

what happened to Summerskiller? i kept up with all of her posts hoping someday she'd produce nudes... sad day :(

I am looking for girls and women to make attractive and we'll produced SPH and small dick humiliation videos. I am good looking and tiny and am looking to create great content showcasing real women who love to hate small dicks and small men.

I fucked her so hard, that she let out a really loud moan, and then all of her hot pussy juices spilled and starting spewing all over the place!

I was shocked by how much pussy juices she produced!

It got my soaked!

Sup users,

I need help looking for a particular video that was studio produced. The setting is at a rest stop/truck style restroom. A girl goes to use the toilet and thinks that a guy is trying to spy on her. After exposing him she then says "Clean my asshole". The starlet kind of resembles Jessie Palmer. It may have been filmed between the late 90's and early 2000's. Any help would be appreciated, I know the description isn't much to go by but I'm really desperate. It's one of the first pornos I enjoyed as a teen and it was lost with a crashed hard drive. Also, if anyone can maybe remember a starlet that looks like Jessie Palmer from around that time would probably help a shit load.

Thank again

Why are there so many shitty “professional” porn videos tagged as amateur? I’m not interested in some awful acting, fake moaning and gurning while the top changes from one ridiculous position to another every 30 seconds. Porn these days is absolute shit, churned out en masse, quantity over quality. Fucking everything these days is mass produced shit. The only stuff worth watching is the occasional amateur stuff that’s just a real, genuine bit of fucking caught on camera. Anyway, stop tagging your shitty porn as amateur when it’s not. 

I want to be a music producer!

I confess I really don't give a fuck anymore. I'm going to go as long as I can going around town jacking off wherever the fuck I want. Top of the list... I'm going to jack in the bathroom at Walmart, cum in my hand then go touch as much produce as I can. I'll watch who takes what, follow them home and a few days later leave a not in the mailbox letting them know what I had done. I'm going to send a video of me masturbating and cumming to my mother. She is smart phone stupid and won't know how to turn off the video before it plays all the way through. Epecially in a panic. course I want you to other women she works with to hear it so the dialogue will be as follows. Thanks for the video mom, here's one for you. Anytime you want me to fuck your ass again, let me know. And for the record, your pussy tastes pretty fucking good for being 50 years old. Then call my oldest sister and say hey sis just wanted to let you know that I came in so much of your food when we were growing up that I'm sure it equates to gallons. Yes, with an S.

This is a request that I think may be hard to satisfy, but can anyone get their hands on some real Chinese porn material? Porn is apparently banned in China, so it makes sense that they don't produce much, but it must exist. Obviously, when I say 'Chinese', I don't mean Japanese, and most "Asian" material circulating on the interwebs is the latter.

What are the best real adult local hook-up sites out there. I know theres alot, but its hard to sift through the BS.. Ok Cupid has produced for me, but I'm looking for the real no dating... just bangin kinda hook ups. Thanks

I must confess that my wife would rather let me fuck her anally than give me a to "completion" blow job. Its not like she is a big fan of the anal or anything, it usually stats off pretty painfully for her then once she loosens up she can deal with it. On the rare times she has completed a BJ it was pretty quick and she didn't even know that i blew my load in her mouth. You'd think she would take that option every time?

You see we have this deal, at my age I still have slight acne breakouts on occasion, and she has a bit of a fetish for popping them, and if I let her pop them then she must choose between a buggering or a mouth pumping. The deal goes to this level because not only does she have to pop them, but she must painfully squeeze them until blood is produced. As you might imagine this at times is very painful for me, so in exchange the whole oral/anal thing came about. Often she makes out on the deal, she'll go a popping and then comes up with an excuse when it comes time for repayment, but i relent, if we it did as often as is required i think it would loose its appeal, and she'd probably have a prolapsed asshole by now.
I just wish she would go for the a shot to the mouth a bit more often, its been over a year since I tossed a nut down her throat, I'd even settle for a face shot, which she has never let me do, heck i would like to do a blast on her chest too.

What the fuck, Internet? Where the hell are the uncensored Jodi Arias pics? I'm surprised that no hacker has produced them yet!

I have uploaded my homemade masturbating video. I produced a great cumshot... xD

S.P.I.R.I.T. - Southern Plantation InterRacial Interactive Tradition
SPIRIT is a genre of heterosexual erotica involving dominant whites exercising their social southern tradition of sexual rights over respectfully submissive blacks who are willing servants, not slaves, and always answer their dominators with "Sir" or "Ma'am", but never "Master".
Although the terms nigger, niggerbull, boy, niggerlupa, bitch, girl, whore, are accepted as standard designations, domination never involves humiliation or physical abuse (such as gagging, slapping, choking, suffocating, spitting, cumming anywhere outside of a woman, pussy/ass to mouth, homosexual acts, etc.) as the niggers are always treated as valued breeding stock and pets. Complete submission is always achieved upon the firm gentile grip of a white person's hand upon a nigger's genitals and then upon the nigger's head exhibiting the social authority of white power as the nigger goes down to their knees to give head in the sacred act of nigger communion.
The practice of albadominus (white sexual dominance) is enabled by the lifestyle of nigerservus (black sexual service) in which blacks accept their social purpose of sexual subservience to be the natural result of ancestral breeding on the southern plantations. As the careful breeding of enslaved black women had produced black bitches who could not resist white cock, so too had such breeding inadvertently produced niggerbulls aroused by the sight of the plantation pairing with their nigger wives while never being able to resist the lure of a white cunt. As the genetic disposition of the black bitch predisposes her to sexually seek the personal comfort of the social protection and provision that can only be provided by a white man (socially referred to as white power), the black bitch always experiences powerful orgasms from the idealistic fantasy of being safely owned by a white man along with the actual sense of complete security that she can only experience from having the white man's cock deep inside her. Likewise, as the genetic disposition of the niggerbull predisposes him to be a committed servant and protector of the white woman, nothing arouses the niggerbull more than feeding at the white cunt of life before devoutly offering his massive load of niggerseed at the pleasure of the dominant white woman.

S.P.I.R.A.L. - Southern Plantation InterRacial Antebellum Lifestyle
SPIRAL is a sub-genre of SPIRIT pertaining to niggers who choose to give up their jobs and possessions to go live naked (though not barefoot) on southern plantations where they are taken care of as breeding stock.
Divided into house niggers and field niggers, house niggers live in the big house and perform casual housework tasks in addition to their sexual obligations while field niggers live in the stables and perform casual gardening tasks in addition to their sexual obligations. SPIRAL also takes place away from the plantations in the urban centers where single niggers and nigger couples live with their white homeowners. SPIRAL ultimately occurs in secret, off of the road, niggertowns, where every household has niggers who regularly walk about the town naked and where niggerbreeding is at the foundation of the local economy.

S.P.A.M.M. - Swirl Pearls And Mature Mandingos
SPAMM is the SPIRIT sub-genre of spoiled, interracial desiring (swirl), petite teen white girls (pearls), sexually dominating mature Mandingos (M&Ms) whose duty to them is to protect and serve them addressing them as princesses.
Any conceptions to occur results in the pearls deciding the fates of the babies with no involvement from the fathers.

P B & J - Polar Bears & Jungle Bunnies
PB&J is the sub-genre of SPIRIT erotica pertaining to stout mature white men (polar bears) sexually dominating and breeding willing younger black women (jungle bunnies) usually with both of them in their socks and t-shirts in front of the jungle bunnies' nigger husbands.
Jungle bunnies always have un-straitened hair and hair surrounding their vaginas and refer to their first polar bear as 'Sire' as he will always retain primary sexual rights to her and will present her with a collar that she will always proudly wear in acknowledgement of his rights over her.
When a sexually active black woman is taken by a white man for the very first time, the event is referred to as being an A.R. or Antebellum Reunion in which the black woman is said to have been 'restored' to her proper place and function.
Any conceptions to occur results in the sale of the zygotes to an underground adoption agency for $10,000 to be divided between the bear and the bunny. This modernized honored southern tradition is known as niggerbreeding and allows the polar bear to form partnerships with several jungle bunnies to provide an adequate source of income on the black market for both himself and their families who acknowledge his white seed and white power as making him their household's primary income provider as well as the actual man of the house.

B.A.J. - Buckras And Jungle Bunnies
The BAJ SPIRIT sub-genre celebrates the coming of age tradition of virgin teen white boys (buckras) encouraged by their fathers to sexually dominate and breed a grown jungle bunny in front of her nigger husband to earn the badge of white manhood for which it is always a great honor for the jungle bunny to have been utilized in enabling a white boy to become a white man.
On very rare occasions, a buckra may actually meet the challenge of earning his badge of white manhood through a disrespectful black woman with whom he will seduce into submission to having an A.R. to teach her proper respect and restore her to her proper place and function in front of her nigger husband (if she's married). On such rare occasions, the restored niggress will usually become the devoted black bitch of the young buckra who thereby becomes her sire.
Any conceptions to occur results in the sale of the zygotes to an underground adoption agency for $10,000 to be divided between the buckra and the bunny unless the bunny is a restored married niggress who enthusiastically accepts the honor of baring and raising her young sire's child.

Avrila
The Avrila is the SPIRIT sub-genre celebrating the coming of age tradition of teen black girls who are presented by their mothers for deflowering by polar bears to officially become proud black bitches.
If the mother is without a polar bear to call upon, when time and finances allow, the mothers will coach their daughters while they're vacationing out of town at a motel or hotel on how to present themselves to an available white man for deflowering.
Any conceptions to occur results in the black bitches keeping their babies with no involvement from the fathers unless the black bitch is fortunate enough to become the personal breeding bitch of her deflowerer who then becomes her sire.

Real Queens of Spades
The sub-genre of SPIRIT for Real Queens of Spades refers to established white women known as either queens or albadoms sexually dominating niggerbulls for pleasure and occasional breeding.
The symbol of the queens is a crown atop of a spade bearing the emblem of a 'Q' and usually displayed at the center of a Confederate flag.
Niggerbulls often serve as butlers wearing bowties, tight t-shirts, and footwear, at albadom functions casually providing them with head upon demand. The niggerbulls are usually trained in the service of the Daughters of Freya, a religious fertility cult of white women devoted to the goddess Freya by maintaining stables of devout niggerbulls trained to worship white women as goddesses for sexual pleasure and breeding and holding every act of giving or receiving head from the white goddesses as being the giving of a blessing. Other niggerbulls are trained by albadoms; independent white women who train niggers from off of the streets to become devoted niggerbulls.
Any conceptions to occur from breeding results in the queens keeping the babies with no involvement from the fathers.

Yesterday i bought a second corned beef brisket. It's a fantastic price for beef.

I also bought several jugs of juice and fresh fruit.

Then I went straight to the liquor store and bought vodka.

I absolutely NEED vodka to make a nice fruit hooch.

If I do not have some vodka to drink then I will start drinking my hooch within 7 days or less.

I will start drinking my hooch way way before it has time to finish fermenting and become something decent.

It's embarrassing. I'm very very immature about it.

Anyways, I will be using my Red Star Premier Cuvee yeast -- a strain of the “saccharomyces bayanus” yeast.

That's the same yeast strain as Lalvin EC-1118.

EC-1118 is the most famous 'fast fermenting' yeast and is capable of producing a wine that is 18% alcohol by volume.

I'd argue that "Turbo Yeast" is infamous as opposed to famous.

thanks for reading

i work in adult films as a gaffer, it is my way of making a living, and on behalf of the entire industry i beg you all to stop visiting awful tube porn stream websites. we cant afford to produce films, pay the actresses/actors, pay the film makers, and pay the distributors if everyone watches everything for free. do your part and chip in to enjoy the movies. the industry is at an absolute all time low with no actress lasting no more than 2 years in the business.

Ok, so I must confess that, at least recently, I prefer a well written story to videos and pictures. Perhaps it is because words can evoke images better than poorly acted lines and awkward "for the camera" sex that does not really translate well to real life.

My only real issue with literotica is the phrase "emptied my balls". I see it often in posts and stories and it stops me dead in my tracks. This led to conversations with other people and I came to realize that most people misunderstand how the male body produces semen.

So this is my mini "sex ed" for you folks: The balls produce sperm, which is microscopic. SEMEN is produced behind the bladder in the seminal vesicle. Meaning your balls do not empty when you cum. This is why you still ejaculate (sans sperm) after a vasectomy. Some of you are reading this and are saying "no shit", but trust me, there are people shaking their heads right now in shock, and some that don't believe it. I actually had an argument with someone because they didn't want a vasectomy because "nothing would come out when they had sex."

Yes, I'm fun at parties. People have their quirks. Maybe a carpenter looks at things and sees flaws in construction, artists see flaws in paintings, if there are writers reading this, they are likely picking apart my grammar and sentence structure. I notice when science is bad.

'Tis all.

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Greetings Fellow Sexual Aficionados,

I am Oliver Twain. I come forth here today with an introduction of myself, as well as a request that will hopefully benefit every one of you today and forevermore. The request I bring forth to you all is a simple one that is open to everyone: Give me a topic or a short description of a fantasy situation of yours that you would like turned into an actual story with plot, characters, and steamy situations. I will do everything in my possession to produce the stories that will bring you the most pleasure. Therefore, I call upon every one of you to allow me to make your fantasies a descriptive reality. The only limitation is your imagination.

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i confess with you that the number of people ive dominated sexually produces more numeral digits than the product of 222 divided by 77.

can someone help me find this video or figure out what company produces it?
http://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=1928910387
It's called Rough Gangbang at School and featured a brunette college student that is brought into model for an art class where the guys proceed to gangbang her, spit on her and slap her around a bit. Please help me figure this out! ): it's my favorite video

Amateur porn producer in Westchester NY looking for women of all races and ages (18 & up) to participate in making really good hardcore videos to sell for profit. Looking for completely uninhibited, open minded sexual freaks!

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Help! Who is this beauty? Holy crap! The names provided don't produce anything. Anyone know her? asdf

I produce excessive amounts of precum and cum. I am looking for a cum lover that truly deserves being fed.

I miss the days that you would come over and ride my dick as much as you wanted and how little by little I let you explore until you were wet and so hot you took your panties off as I slept and I awoke to your warm wet walls firmly gripped around my cock as munchy slept next to us. So risky but the cum I produced had me fall in love with you my princess. I hope one day to have you again 

I AM A PROFESSIONAL HARDCORE TECHNO DJ AND PRODUCER BUT MY PANTY FETISH HAD GONE I TO FULL BODY SWAP ROLEPLAY. NO NOT GAY OR CURIOUS I AM A HARDCORE LESBIAN READY TO BE ABUSED BY SOME HARDCORE LADIES. I LOVE ROLEPLAYING TO BE ASLUTTY WHORE. ADDICTED TO YOGA PANTS PANTIES AND SATANIC RITUALS WHEN I SMOKE 💨 ICE. I live e panties making tho HGH wearing yoga pants use a razor like a girl to cum.

Does anyone else get off on lightly dominating/decrating their wife/ girlfriend or any other woman they have? Not physically, but more having producing for you that you know she doesn't really like that embarrass or humiliate her. I like to make mine mine dress way more provocatively then she is comfortable with. I love how much she hates doing it but goes along with it anyways. Anyone else?

When I go to the grocery store I don,t look for the old apple or the wilted lettuce.
I like my produce young and fresh!

This site is no longer the place for sharing consensual experiences with other like-minded persons. Only filth and putrid.. soulless material is approved. But when my gf and I (both of us over 25) try to share ours as well? Rejected/banned instantly.

Well sorry if we trim/shave and/or look too young. I'll take that as a compliment. I'd produce my id and hers if I felt I were legally obligated to or felt there was a possibility of some wrong doing. There, however is not and I'll bid my farewell.

Fuck you Mrekt
Peace

Not sure what is funnier:
1. The people who claim to have seen or have pics of their hot (INSERT FAV RELATIVE OR GF HERE) but can't produce pics of them. On a porn site. 

2. People who steal one NN pic from social media and claim it's their (INSERT FAV RELATIVE OR GF HERE), but have no other pics. On a porn site. 

3. Those who post pics and vids that have been floating around here for months or years and suddenly claim these are their (INSERT FAV RELATIVE OR GF HERE).

4. All the gullible marks here that believe them. 

Now, feel free to call me fag, asshole, say I'm funny for complaining, or any of the myraid of excuses that will be used to distract from the truth. Flame away! LOL 

I've been searching without success for a few good men to help me produce and then post a vid like the link Ive posted....hope "They" don't flag it as spam and delete...It's just something I know I would be really good in.... Maybe there's a few guys in PA who would help me fulfill my dream?

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