I married my sister in law. I got married the year I graduated college, that same year my parent in laws died in a car accident. So my 12 year old sister in law came to live with us. Three years later My wife died of a brain aneurism, leaving me to care for a teenage girl. We got close. And when she was 19 we married.

I was driving to work this morning still feeling tired I didn't notice the car in front had stopped, I drove straight into the back of it,
A midget got out and shouted I aint happy
I said which one are you then?

I work the late shift at a convenience store. We sell beer and wine, but no liquor. Last call is 2 am, even for us, and my boss isn't to keen on exceptions.

The other night this little blonde cam running into the store. She came right up to me and whined. Apparently it was her 21st birthday, as of midnight, and she wanted to buy beer, but no one would sell to her. As far as I was concerned, it was the right day, but it was already after 2. I told her I was sorry and she started whining again.

I looked the little tart up and down. She wasn't hot, but she was definitely cute, and her shirt was lo cut, showing off a nice set of tits and ass. I felt sorry for her, but I also felt my cock go rigid. I told her to hurry. It was close enough that I could pass it off as a mistake. When she came back up with a couple of tall boys, and I grabbed them as if to run them through the scanner. But I stopped, just a second and said that if I did this, she owed me, and I'd expect her to "pay" if she knew what I meant. She looked a little nervous and shifted a little. I asked if she wanted the beer that bad. She shook her head and laid her id on the counter. As I rang her up and scanned her license, I told her where my car was and that I expected to her to go there, climb in the cargo back and get naked. She paid and took the beer and ran out the door.

I did a little work around the store, waiting for her to do as I said, and also giving her a chance to stew a little in the thought of what was to come. I grabbed the brooms and dustpan and walked outside. The store is crawling with security cameras and mirrors... inside. Outside is another matter. I also park on the dark side of the store, where the light is burned out. I never gave any thought to it, it was just the closest side and the dark didn't bother me.

I walked around the building and dropped the stuff. It would be enough to give my boss the thought that I was cleaning in the lot if he decided to watch me. I couldn't see her in the car, but when I opened the back hatch, there she was. She had laid the seat down, giving us more space. Her clothes were tossed aside, but she sat curled up, her knees to her chin and her arms around her legs.

I climbed in next to her and shut the hatch. I ran my fingers over her spine and started kissing her neck. I even cracked open one of her beers and offered it to her. She sipped it as I continued touching her.

I started with her arms and the outsides of her legs. The beer and my patience made her relax. She started to moan as I kissed her, dropped her arms and spread her legs just a little. I didn't take full advantage quite yet. I rubbed her belly, drifting high toward her boobs and low to her mons. She moaned and laid back, inviting me to her. I spread her legs and got my face down to her pussy.

I kissed along her thighs, then ran my tongue over her slit. She reached down, opening her cunt, inviting me in. I rammed my tongue inside her, licking her hard and deep. She panted and bucked against my face. I withdrew and slid my tongue up to her clit, licking around her precious pearl. I sucked on it, driving my fingers into her hole. I tickled her g-spot as I sucked her clitoris, quickly bringing her to orgasm.

In the heat of the moment,I unzipped my pants and took out my cock. I drove it into her, hard. She screamed and rode against me. I bent over her in the missionary position and bit her tits, leaving clear bruises. I kept fucking her, sliding her ass along the rough fabric of the floor covering.

She climaxed and gripped my cock, causing me to ejaculate inside her. I pumped every last drop into her pussy, and thrust inside her a few more times for good measure. I pulled out and grabbed her shirt, wiping my dick off. I then took her panties and stuffed them in the glove box. I patted her thigh and got out of the car.

I kinda felt bad, because I hadn't planned to fuck her, just eat her out and maybe make her suck my cock. I got back to work, having lost a whole hour outside. I marked "cleaning the lot" off my shift list and moved onto something else.

In another minute, she came in, rather sheepishly. Even with her shirt and bra on, I could see my bite marks on her breasts. I smiled a little, but looked away so she couldn't see it. She walked over to me and held out her hand. I took the slip of paper and unfolded it, seeing a phone number inside. "Call me," she said, as she walked out the door.

It all started when I had become single for the first time in nearly three years. I had dedicated three years of my life to one woman and I had done very well at being faithful even through the hard times. There were plenty of opportunities. I consider myself to be an attractive man, and being slightly above average with words I have this way of saying things that make everything sound that much more enticing. I am a liar, but I am a damn good one. More than once I have convinced a woman to love, or lust for, me through words alone. It disgusts me, but at the same time it gets me what I want more often than not. I am manipulative, but I am damn good at it.

As with any long term relationship breaking up, there was a lot of hurt. You've just spent three years with someone who already was, or had become, your best friend. You try to do the "staying friends" thing, but it never works out and you end up either never talking to each other again because it hurts too much, or you never talk to each other again because you can't stand to. In my case, it was both. It hurt a lot, and even the thought of talking to her made me so angry it would throw off my mood for the rest of the day. So in step my friends. And I have to tell you, I have a great many good friends that know very well how to distract me.

There's the booty call friend who has always wanted me and is not going to miss out on this chance she has. I am a serial monogamist and she knows it. I don't stay single for long.

Then there's the really good guy friend who invites me over for anything, whether it be to down a few brews on the front porch, play some games, or even just shoot the shit for no good reason. He's the one that's there. He's the one I depend on a lot even though he doesn't know it or feel like I am.

There's the soul mate that lives two thousand miles away, stuck in a relationship she herself has said she isn't happy with. She is trying to make things work, but the going is slow. We would be perfect together, but two thousand miles is a long walk.

There's the girl that is offering a steady relationship, but I don't want to get into one right now. I keep the flame kindled just enough for when I'm ready to take that step again, but no more.

Then there's the best friend since childhood and his wife. They have offered me a place to stay, but I don't want to do that just yet. I'm good with moving back home for a few months to get back on my feet after moving out of the Ex's place. He has always been there for me when I needed him most, and he's there for me now. They take me out to dinner, keep me entertained. Providing that distraction is invaluable and they both know it. But the wife has this way about her of having fun with that distraction. We are both flirts to the N'th degree, and my best friend finds it hilarious when we flirt with each other. But lately, or so since I have become a single man once again, that flirting seems to have increased to a fever pitch. It's not like it was before. It's more..... involved.

It was innocent enough to begin with. Always in my friend's presence, and always good for a laugh. A short reference to gay sex between my friend and I, based mainly on the fact that we joke around about it often. Then an reference to her interjecting between us, perhaps a threesome. "No," I say, "that wouldn't happen. I would steal all of the attention!" More laughs.

Then it was like a spike on the Richter Scale, we both kind of turned it into high gear. References to private time. 'What would happen if-' type things. She was growing closer every time we were around each other. We were getting to be around each other more and more often. We both knew it was innocent, but something would nag in the back of our minds that kind of doubted that entirely. It was always there, we both knew it. Then she invited me over to talk while my friend was out of town. He goes out of town quite a lot for business working for a professional show company. Suddenly I got this uneasy feeling. This was my best friend's wife inviting me over while he is out of town. I know he knows though. She tells him whenever we are hanging out and where it will be. He has joined us on occasion. But this felt... different? I had it set in my mind that I was not going to do anything and I was going to shut down any advance that might happen.

Nothing happened. We talked about it, because the tension was there. I explained that she was my best friend's wife and that nothing would ever bring me to sever my friendship just for a good piece of nookie. Nothing. She agreed, stating that she would never sleep around on him. It was just the "Game" that was fun.

By "Game", I merely mean the entirety of flirting. Many people flirt with an agenda. Whether it to be a kiss at the end of a date, or to sleep with a stranger based on suave alone. I happen to enjoy flirting just to flirt. A party that reciprocates that flirting is always preferred, because it makes both of us feel good to know that we can be found attractive. Flirting makes you feel great, and makes everything seem that much more fun. I call this the "Game"; the entire act of flirting just to flirt. No agenda to be had. No intentions of getting into anyone's pants. Just having a good time and seeing who bows out first. It's a game.

A week or two later, myself, my good friend that invites me over all the time, his fiance, my best friend, and his wife are all at a Mexican restaurant for Karaoke night. My best friend's wife is sitting next to me, and my best friend is sitting across from her. The flirting is inevitable, and it starts up almost immediately. It's an absolute blast, and I get quite a few margaritas in. My best friend gets up to sing a song, and his wife brings up the night I previously addressed. I told her how nervous I had been about coming over, and in my drunken state, with my filter switched off, I let slip that in another lifetime where she wasn't my best friend's wife, there is no doubt that I would be all over her in a heartbeat. She's an attractive girl with a great body. A man would be a fool not to be.

From then, the details get hazy but a few things I remember distinctly. In my mind, I am dead set against anything happening between the two of us. Then I feel a foot running up and down my calf from my left side. It sends a shock wave right through me and I catch my breath a little bit in surprise. I look at her and whisper stop. She does, for a while. It doesn't take long before she gets back to it, and I give her a menacing glance. She apparently finds it playful and continues, so I wait until her husband isn't looking and run my hand up her inner thigh just high enough to get my point across. She then stops, looking at me with surprise and starts laughing a bit. I play it off.

I get far too drunk to drive that night, and they took me to their place, saying they would bring me back to my car the next day. I don't remember much from that night other than some more flirting. A reference was made to her cats liking to jump onto the bed and sleep between her legs. I remember replying with something along the lines of "Wish something else could be between your legs," and she lifted her eyebrows and just gave me an "Mmmmmm" before handing me a pillow and a blanket. I lock myself in the guest bedroom for the night and take care of the raging erection I had been fighting to hide from the moment I had gotten her text in the car saying "What you did was not fair!" There was a short exchange of texts, but that was all it took.

Then we find ourselves out to dinner, just her and I once again. This happens relatively often when my friend goes out of town, just kind of a "Hey keep me company for a bit" thing. But this dinner feels slightly more intimate than the others for reasons that should be obvious. Our conversation tended to stay around sex, with her explaining that I happen to be a pretty good influence on her sex life with her husband. I asked how, and she went on to say that when I am around and I get flirty, or touchy-feely like I did the one time at the Mexican place, it turns her on to the point that she jumps her husband as soon as they get private time. I actually take a bit of pride in that. Mainly just know that I can turn someone on that much.

Once dinner is over, she asks what we should do next. He wasn't going to be home until late that evening, so we had more time to kill. She suggested a movie, so there we ended up, sitting awkwardly next to each other in the theater. I had already raised the arm rest between us, stating that I wasn't against a cuddle during the movie, but we still didn't make any move toward each other. But my hands were burning. I wanted to touch her again. I would find out later she wanted to touch me again as well. The empathy was almost unbearable in its scope, and eventually I took her hand in mine and started giving her a gentle hand massage just to occupy myself. After a few moments of this, I put her hand down on my leg, letting it rest there and I put mine on hers. We kind of looked at each other, both of us appearing very comical in our 3D glasses, and the game of Chicken was on. Almost immediately she move her hand farther inside my thigh, close to the knee but enough to get the point across. I gripped her thigh tighter in return.

Her arm was draped over mine, so my reach was slightly diminished. I was already halfway up her leg whereas she was closer to the knee. She had a head start this way, so to take things slowly I just started rubbing her thigh gently, scratching with my nails against her tight jeans. When I made a lot of slow and tantalizing movement, I saw her breath get more labored and slightly faster. I knew she was already getting turned on.

As she moved her hand farther up my thigh and deeper inside, I responded by doing much the same, a lot of the time I would grip slightly harder on her inner thigh as I got closer and closer to her most private parts. I was turned on, and it was showing but I don't think she noticed. After all, we were close to each others' forbidden zones, but neither of us had made contact yet. I was so close to her vagina I could feel the heat she was giving off and it was intoxicating. I was maybe an inch away.

I leaned away slightly, pulling my hand up her leg and ran my pinky in the crease between her thigh and pelvis, moving away before I made contact with anything in between and resumed my spot an inch or so away from her moist pussy. She responded, moving another millimeter up my leg, but adjusted her arm and hand slightly. I don't think she realized it, but when she did, I felt her finger make the absolute lightest contact with my right testicle. I wrote it off as a mistake.

In my mind, I was racing through all the possibilities and outcomes, all of the different things I could do to her, all of the vast pleasures I had learned to inflict over the years. I fantasized about taking her when we got back to the truck, both of us climbing into the back seat with its tinted windows and giving in to this madness we had been brewing. I moved my hand another millimeter closer.

She let out a very very quiet little moan, and again my mind was back to the what-if scenarios. I could run my hand over her pussy, feel it through her jeans and press firmly against her clit. I could, but I don't.

It was all a rush of exhilaration. This forbidden thing we were on the verge of doing, and yet both of us holding our ground in this horrible and torturous game of chicken we had started. My jaw was clenched shut. I couldn't go any farther. Something was holding me back. I like to believe it was guilt. I have this problem with conviction. I tend to feel guilty. I blame my morals growing up, the southern gentleman way I was always raised with.

The movie ended, and at the same time, both of us stopped our game and made ready to leave. She needed to visit the restroom, so I waited outside. When we finally exited the place and were walking to the truck, I asked "So how bad was it?", referring the wetness I had worked her into. "I wouldn't necessarily call it bad," she responded, giving me a wry and playful smile. I laughed as we got into the truck.

She had lifted the center console away and bolted into my lips before I had even gotten into the seat fully. I didn't resist. Hell, I started fighting her for domination in the kiss, jockeying for position as I adjusted myself to counter her weight pressing against me. Her hand bolted down to my crotch, where I was already well on my way to another erection and she gently coaxed it into full being. I grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her higher as I returned the favor and got my other hand against the crotch of her tight jeans. She was so wet I could feel the moisture through the denim. Logic and Reason had come to a boiling point in their war within my subconscious, and logic had just made the final killing blow. I was doing this. Fuck the consequences.

We found ourselves clamoring over the seats after we moved them forward, giving as much space as we could in the back seat before stumbling back. As we did so, both of us were fumbling with our clothing, half tearing, half removing them as carnal instincts began to take full effect. Once we found ourselves in the back seat, I put the center console, a leather box type deal, about a foot and a half wide, back down and forced her onto it, pants off, panties lost somewhere along the way. I lifted her legs high, burying my mouth into her with a fiery vigor I hadn't used since my teens. She tasted fantastic, practically leaking her juices all over my chin and into my beard. I just kept lapping up everything I could, teasing and nibbling, sucking on the clit then flicking my tongue over it quickly and heavily. Her tits were hanging out, the D cup bra also lost in translation somewhere alongside her panties. I hadn't even caught their color or style in the process of removing them.

"Fuck me," she moaned. "Gladly," I said before lifting her up, turning her over so her chest was resting on the console. I sat back on the back seat, taking my rod in my hand and guiding it into her waiting hole. She sat down and stayed there for a moment, clenching around me before she came almost instantly. I grabbed her hips and pulled her as far down as I could, shoving myself into her as deep as possible. I felt her cervix pressing against the head of my cock. She seemed to like it, but it may have been the orgasm too.

After letting her get the first rushes of her orgasm, I began using my arms to raise and lower her hips, forcing her to ride the rest of her orgasm out. There were people walking around the parking lot, but we were near the back and she was trying her best the be quiet. Some things you just can't hold back, and there was more than one profane word stated loudly. She started to take over on the riding, slamming herself down onto me over and over and over. I hadn't seen a woman so eager for cock since the beginnings of my previous relationship. She was crazed. I was okay with that.

I can't say how long we went like this before we peeled away from each other and she turned around, mounting me once again, this time pressing her breasts against my face as she rode. I grabbed both of them, just now realizing that it was the first time I had truly paid attention to them since they had been freed of the bra. She had immaculate breasts, still perky and youthful in her mid twenties. I ran my tongue around a nipple, sucking on it while she rode me gracefully and with just enough force to keep getting me closer and closer.

Finally, I leaned her away from me, she reached back to brace herself on the passenger and driver seats as I put one hand on her pelvis and the other on her ribs and started bucking myself into her hard and fast. I could feel it coming, and it was going to be god damn wonderful to let this aching load go. Harder and faster, I plunged again and again until I felt it explode deep inside. God damn it felt like heaven. I saw stars, rainbows, and fucking unicorns, but I didn't stop fucking her. Again and again, I released spurt after spurt until I was dry firing and still I fucked her. The oversensitivity was all but unbearable but I didn't care. I could feel her getting close to a second orgasm and I wanted her to come again.

She obliged a few seconds later, reaching down and violently rubbing her clit as she came all over my dick. As she was cumming, she was letting out these sounds somewhere along the lines of a whining plea for more and a scream of "YES!" I kept fucking, my erection staying solid as a rock. I haven't been this turned on in years and by God I was taking full advantage of it.

She leaned forward, once again our lips found each other, kissing hard and long as both of us twitched. I was still inside of her, slowly growing soft as I felt my cum leaking out around my shaft. I stopped kissing her. We were both sweaty and I leaned my forehead against her shoulder as she ran her fingers through my hair. We were both breathing hard. "Oh fuck...." I said, letting it hang there. My conscience was starting to come back, Reason coming back from the dead with a vengeance and tearing down the fort that Logic had built in its absence.

She seemed to get my drift. "Our secret?" she asked.

"I don't know," I said. I was starting to get physically sick at what I had just done.

"Yes," she said, I could hear it starting to effect her words as well. "Our secret. It will never happen again. We just go on with our lives the way we always have, and that's it. This is over."

"I suppose you could say that... I hate it. I hate myself. I hate this. Why are we here? What have we done?" I'm starting to panic. She grabs my head in both hands, looking me dead in the eyes.

"Stop it. This never happened." she says

"No," I say, setting my jaw, "It didn't."

I'm getting wrapped up in an affair at work and I'm not really sure what to do. There's a woman in her early 40's that I've worked with for a few years now. I feel comfortable saying that we've become friends over this time but in the last few weeks things have gotten out of hand.

First off, she's been having some serious marital issues. Her and her husband have seemed to be on the bring of a divorce for the past few months but she's trying for the sake of her kids. I've been trying to be a good friend and be supportive whenever I can. Now every few weeks we have a little after work get together and once we've had a few drinks in us we started flirting.

Things have just escalated from there. First it was just the stares that lingered a little to long. Then just the friendly physical contact that we don't want to break. And last night while dancing along with all of our co-workers she was grinding into me whenever she could. She gave me a ride back to my car and we ended up making out a little. I don't feel all that terrible about it and I won't be surprised if something more happens but I'm just concerned with where things are going to go. She's really sweet but she's a lot older than me and things are really hectic. On the other hand all I've been thinking about is tasting her again. I have a feeling more bad decisions are going to be made....

All men enjoy females competing. We all like to compare females and decide which one best suit our specific interests.

In the misogynistic lifestyle, females are valued for how well they perform. This includes: their appearance, desirability, sexual performance, obedience, devotion, and how well they cook, clean. The importance of these categories can vary based on the man

As a female, it is your duty to serve, please and amuse men. The ultimate goal of a female is to find a man that she can serve long-term full time 247 as his servant/slave/property. If she is lucky enough to find a man to take her on (before she gets too old), she won’t have to worry about things like working outside the house, paying bills, worrying about her car etc.… She’ll only have to focus on things that a female should focus on; Serving, pleasing, obeying and completely devoting herself to her man. This is what every good female needs for fulfillment in life. You need to live this life and you should not let anything stop you from making it happen!

if you are a devoted female, very misogynistic, believe in male rule, and you are average or better, it would be very easy for you to live the life you always needed to live.

There are several ways that a female can achieve this success and live her dreams as an object/property/slave and servant to a man. One of the most satisfying and popular ways is to be the upgrade. There are many misogynistic men in their 50s or beyond that have lower performing and less desirable females. When you are ready to reach your ultimate goal of devotion of complete servitude, you should seek out one of these highly prized older dominant men, and convince them that they deserve a better, younger, more desirable female. There are so many females in their 40s and 50s that are no longer performing at an acceptable level. They could very easily be upgraded by an obedient, younger, average looking (or better) female. You see it all the time. Older men dropping the "old hag" for a newer better female!

When you are the upgrade, you are achieving your goal of becoming personal property, and you are providing him with the invaluable service of being a better serving overall female. Be that upgrade now while you are still desirable enough to be owned by a good misogynistic man. After that, all you need to do is continue to perform well as a good misogynistic female should.

If you are awarded servitude to an older dominant man by being his upgrade, never feel sorry for the outgoing female. Competition is a fact of life. By you replacing a female that means you are doing your duty to improve a man's quality of life. Never consider the outgoing female’s situation, just be proud that you are giving a man better servitude and performance than the previous female supplied. This is a situation where both you and the man win. You get your dream life and fulfillment and he gets an improvement of servitude.

I want to hear from all of the good misogynistic females out there about upgrades.

Tell me if you were ever the upgrade. Tell me how satisfying it was, knowing that the man is much better serve. I want to hear all about the experience.

If you are a female that lost her man to an upgrade, I will enjoy hearing about what happened, and if there was anything you could've done differently to prevent it.

If you are a female that has accepted the fact that living a life of objectification and servitude is your natural purpose, I want to hear about steps you want to take to be a man's upgrade and steal him away from a less deserving female.

47m, Simi Valley, CA seeking PNP FWB Girl!

Not sure this has ever worked before with anyone, but i'll give it a go. I'm a 47 year old guy, divorced a year ago. I'm looking for a woman who is looking for a down-low fwb, preferably one who enjoys smoking with my good friend Tina Turner. Normally I can bring her along so no worries. Hosting will probably fall more to you, based on my circumstances. I'm typically good on weekday mornings, but evenings and weekends are more difficult. If you can pick up a few hosting times, that would be great. Car fun is always good, too.

About me: Im 5'11", chubby, though I've lost a ton of weight to get to where i am now, still losing, too. I've got 5 tattoos and 1 piercing. I've got very gray brown hair, beard and glasses. My cock is average in size, shaved and cut, and did i mention a piercing? I am a pretty laid back guy, easy to get along with, funny and can carry my end of a conversation. i'm very open minded sexually and would love to find the same. Ideally, we get together, get naked, put on some porn and roll the bowl a bit before we suck and or fuck. Rest, hydrate and repeat! I've seen so much of this one here, that I know these women exist! I'm not super picky with the type of woman. Be white or hispanic, thin to curvy, 18+, older welcome too!, clean and disease free is a must.a strong sexual confidence and appetite is best, and be open to new ideas, but nothing crazy. I'm not a smoker, except for Tina, and expect the same, or at least it's never done around me.

Trying to get myself back up off the ground, and as things are, i rarely have money. But I will spend it if we needed it. Just most times, expect that we'd be getting together to fuck and get high. The last thing is, be open to the idea of another woman joining. ok, so if you got this far, you are probably interested, now just hit reply!

T

former teen star Amanda Bynes was arrested for DUI after clipping a cop car, oh well, hollywood career is over anyway, off to porn with your busted ass

When my roomate and gf are asleep, i go out to the car
and watch porn in privacy, every once in awhile to completion.
Leaving me with a sticky mess to hide.

Hey there. I'm in the Detroit, MI area for the week and am looking for something to happen.

I'm 23, but have a face that makes me look younger (I can verify that I am 23). I'm looking for a MILF (between the ages of 30 and 40) to spend some time with for the week. I have a car so I could drive to you and leave when you'd like me to leave.

I'm really looking to fulfill a fantasy of mine, maybe it's yours too. I look far younger than I am. I'm looking to be corrupted/taught by an older woman. I am by no means a virgin, but I can be your virgin for a day/night.

I'm clean and I ask that you be too. Thanks :)

I was in Nevada for a military joint services exercise at the Nevada Test Site north of Las Vegas. I had been there for over a week and living with a hundred or so hot young men had made me extremely horny for a cock. As luck would have it I was tasked with driving a group to the airport in Las Vegas for their flight home. Their flight left at 11 and I did not have to be back at the base until midnight.

On the way to the airport to drop the group off I passed by a mini mall shopping area that had a ABS there. I made note of it as I was headed there as soon as I dropped the group off. Pulling in to the parking area and parking the van I looked the place over. There were cars in the parking lot and it being close to lunch hour I was hoping there would be a crowd of willing cocks to suck. I wasn’t sure if it had glory holes but I was hoping it did.

It was hot outside and the cool air inside the store was welcoming. I looked around a bit, went and grabbed $20 worth of tokens, insuring I could spend a long time in a booth dropping tokens. I headed toward the booth area, parted the curtains and step inside. It was dark and it took a moment for my eyes to adjust. It was fairly large in size. There were booths along all four walls and a single row down the middle of about 8 booths or so..

I headed in and as I turned the corner I noticed some one going around the corner in to the 2nd booth in the middle row of booths. I glanced up and saw no light on the first booth so I opened the door and went inside locking it behind me and dropping a token to turn on the light. I looked toward the wall to see if there was a hole and to my delight there was.

A chair was there against the back wall and I unzipped my shorts and dropped them to the floor and sat down and glanced through the hole stroking my cock. I dropped a half dozen tokens indicating my intent of staying a while. I could see through the hole the lower half of a rather tall well dressed black man. I placed one finger through the hole and circled the hole hoping he would take the hint. He responded by unzipping his fly and relieving his cock from its confinement. What a magnificent cut cock it was.

It was flaccid and already large in length and girth. He slowly stroked it and it began to get erect and engorged with blood. I moaned with desire just watching it harden. I fingered the hole and put my whole hand in palm side up. I wanted that Mandingo meat so bad. I could see past my hand and he moved closer and placed the head of his cock in my palm of my hand. It was huge, as big as a ripe plum. I reached farther in and grasped the whole shaft and gave it a stroke toward the head. He moved closer to the hole and I withdrew my hand and placed my mouth open at the hole.

He rewarded me by pushing his cock through the hole and in to my mouth. It was huge, warm and it was so salty tasty. I ran my tongue around his head and suckled it in my mouth. He was slowly moving closer to the wall until he was leaning entirely against it. I was doing my best to enjoy this magnificent cock. I had actually “field” measured it and there was almost 12 inches of 2 1/2 inch thick black cut cock protruding through the hole for my pleasure. I was truly in cock sucker heaven.

I began to seriously stroke this cock down my throat relaxing and letting it go deeper and deeper with each thrust. He was now stroking his cock with rhythm to my thrusts and was fucking my face. I finally just stopped and with my face pressed against the wall my mouth open lips against his loins I just let him fuck my face. I finally had to come up for air and wipe the snot from my nose and drool from my chin.

I stood up grabbed some paper towels that were provided and cleaned myself off. Catching my breath I looked down at this mighty sweet piece of manhood and knew what I had to do.

Something this nice only comes around once in a lifetime and I was going to ride this carousel until I grabbed the ring. I had been still slowly stroking his cock and it was wet from my saliva. I had stepped out of my underwear and shorts and was naked from my waist down. My t-shirt was drenched in sweat.

I turned so my back was to the wall and his cock and slowly backed up until I could feel his cock head touching my ass hole. I took a breath, through my head back and with a deep sigh I backed up and on to his large swollen cock. I push hard and with my ass cheeks spread wide I engulfed that cock until my ass was plastered against the wall and nearly a foot of hard thick black cock was deep inside me.

Only less than an inch of plywood separated us and I cold hear his breathing behind me. He slowly began to stroke his cock in and out of me and I could hear him whispering to me how good my as felt and how tight it was.

I began to massage his cock with my ass muscles and he moaned deeply with pleasure when I did so. If this wasn’t ass fucking heaven it was close. We both just stood there he slowly rhythmically working his cock in and out slowly stroking my ass. On occasion he would withdraw almost to the head and then stoke it deeply until his nut sack smacked my ass.

He did this a few times and then quietly whispered he was going to cum. He began to fuck my ass with renewed vigor and I responded by fucking back against his cock. I wanted to cum too as I had been stoking my own hard cock too during this time. My balls ached for relief. He fucked me and fucked me as I whispered back encouragement. I wished to feel his cum inside me.

Shortly my wish was fulfilled as he slammed his cock inside me moaned and began to pump his hot cum deep inside my ass. I could feel his hot sweaty balls against my ass and felt them twitch each time a load of sperm was expelled. I realized that I too had cum and had actually shot my whole load on to the opposite wall. I could see my cum dripping down.

We both stood there silently his cock still inside me. I could feel his sperm starting to leak out and down my leg. I could smell it. He was quietly whispering to me how could I was that I was the best ass he had ever fucked. I squeezed my ass muscles in response. We both got lucky that day in Las Vegas. I rode a nice large black cock and he fucked a tight white ass…

Horny desi bitch sucks cock in the car backseat 

There's a video i saw on here once with a young girl with dark hair and blue eyes blowing an older guy in his car/truck with a hat on, they looked like they were maybe high? any help? thanks guys.

I have to confess, i suffer from a form of hypersexuality. Basically, thanks to modern medicine, my brain's chemical dealieboppers are all screwed up, making it far too easy to become aroused.

It doesn't take alot. A rough car ride, getting too close to others, heck even a musky elevator will do it.

People usually think it's a joking matter, and are usually all "Aw man why would you complain about something like THAT!?". It makes day to day life difficult. Nobody takes me seriously when i tell them it makes day to day life difficult. :C

I couldn't even go to the extremes and simply chop my penis off, since the problem is mostly upstairs. Not that i particularly fancy that idea.

You normal people should consider yourselves lucky that you have a normal sex drive, and have some nice 'downtime' where sex is the last thing you want, and a snack is more preferable.

I'm just gonna go back to fapping now >___>

Today in my car I pulled up next to a minivan at a stoplight. The van was on my left, and in the passenger seat was a very cute teen girl... blonde hair and braces. We made eye contact - I smiled, she smiled back. I had my fly unzipped and I pulled out my cock and started jerking it. She looked back again and I think she saw me stroking... she kind of giggled and smiled again. I loved it.

Carly is the cutest little slut in my school. Anyone recognize her from Wisconsin?

Currently I work as a private security guard. I confess that a few weeks ago, I was standing watch over a parking lot, making sure no one parked there, and in the parking lot next to it, a couple had sex in their car! :-O

The girl was caucasian, about 5'3", about 110 pounds. She had long brown hair and brown eyes. Very beautiful. The guy was black, about six foot, 200 pounds. They had come back from a soccer match being played at the stadium down the street.

I was glad that the guy had a foot fetish, as I do as well! She put her bare feet up on his knees, and he took them in his hands and rubbed them and kissed them and licked her soles. Then they started making out and went inside their SUV. She cried out in pleasure, presumably as he penetrated her. Then the cab of the SUV began bouncing up and down on the suspension. This went on for about an hour; it would bounce for several minutes, then stop, then she would scream in pleasure and it would start bouncing again.

Afterwards, they sat back in their lawn chairs again. I gazed into the woman's beautiful face several times but she did not look back at me. As they were putting their stuff away and getting ready to drive away, the man looked at me and I looked away in embarrassment. lmao.

I never said anything to them, and of course I didn't report it to the company or anything, since it didn't happen on the parking lot I was guarding! lol.

Recently posted a story about my girlfriend Bea (Beatrice) and fulfilling fantasies, and whether I could or should full fill Bea's
I was also pointed out the picture I posted was of Sweet Krissy, this is correct, but I have no picture of Bea as was over nearly 30 years since we parted, but to give you all an idea of what she looked like, an honestly she looked the spitting image of Sweet Krissy I have 10-20 pics of Sweet Krissy as they was given to me when someone from Accra in Ghana West Africa did there very best to catfish me. Nah I played there game, but they used the same story as 99% of all cat fishers use.
Now that's been said, lets get back to the story about Bea's fantasy, that was very similar to my fantasy but I kept that quiet when we met up with a group of friends got drunk and all group told there fantasy I came up with a lame fantasy as I didn't want my girlfriend Bea to know we had similar fantasies, we did make our friend Shauny's fantasy become real along with his bran new girlfriend Sammi the morning after was so sore in pussy and ass holes she couldn't walk properly and had to borrow Bea's rubber ring doughnut to sit on, since this event we have repeated the night and what took place a few more times, with Shauny & Sammi, and we have made a similar fantasy come true for, other friends couple, Sara & John. But John wouldn't let Sara take my cock in her ass.

Now I would ask Bea about her Fantasy always after we had had a few drinks, a night out, and when we made love, I would never dare ask her when she was sober, I did once and she nearly tore my head off and there was total silence between us for nearly a week and she asked me to sleep in the spare room, she kept telling me it was just her fantasy she only mentioned it at the meal as she was drunk got excited just like everyone else, did, if I said we had made others fantasies come true, she laughed, said are you complaining.

A few weeks later, I was able to grab the opportunity, to ask Bea again about her Fantasy, and I asked would she like it to come true, hell yes she said, I then gave her a few more drinks and asked her to tell me the whole fantasy, I had the basics from other times, but to get it clear what she fantasised about and would envisage happening, I had to get her ply her with more drink,
I knew she wanted to be grabbed of the streets, kidnapped, and forced to have sex in any hole by a large group of men and perhaps another woman or 2.but I wanted more, as she started to tell me in great detail, I wanted to record what she said, so I sneakily put my phone on record she said taken by forced grabbed thrown into a car, or van in a darkened area as she walked home alone, stripped naked tied up blindfolded and gagged, then forced gang fucked in every hole over and over, then when they had finished using her they would bump her back where they took her from naked with her clothes put in to a carrier bag and thrown out the vehicle a short way away from her but in a well lit area.
I then took her home and fucked her pussy and ass as usual, I got Bea drunk on a few more times each time I asked about her fantasy, each time she got more graphic, added more and more things she fantasised would happen,
I was wondering to myself if I really should try make her fantasy come try, or could I even come close to fulfilling just half of the fantasy, I wasn't sure if I could pull it off. or if I should get help, but who ?
I knew it would take some careful planning, and I had to get complete strangers to pull it off, but I had to make sure she would be safe, maybe I could get the guy's from our group who was there at our nights out meals where fantasies was talked about, there was 8 of us, I decided, to get the guy's together, I knew they would love to have a chance at fucking Bea's holes, we chatted about it in private over a few beers, out the the 8 which included me only 5 was convinced the other 3 thought it was a mad idea, as it was only a fantasy told when she was drunk, only 2 of the guys had actually had there fantasies made real with there girlfriends me and Bea, so that idea was a no go, after a few beers a laugh game of pool we all went home nothing more was mentioned between the group of guys,
a day or so later Shauny called me and asked me to meet him and John, down the local pub, when i got there both had already arrived had lined up a few drinks and had seats in a private both, they was playing pool,
I sat down had a few sips of the beer they had gotten me, and waited for them to finish there game, any way we got to talking and Shauny brought up the idea of Bea's fantasy, and as I had helped and participated in bring there fantasies true, they wanted to help me bring Bea's true, ok I said on one condition its between only us 3, both Shauny and John has said that they had spoken to there girlfriend, Sammi and Sara, and they wanted to be in on what ever we planned, so the planning started, we agreed to all meet up a few days later and this time Sammi and Sara has to be there, I told all what was involved in her fantasy, they questioned me about It as they doubted Bea would be that dirty want that kind of thing, so I played them some of the recordings, I asked both couples why they really wanted to help me, obvious answer from the guys they just wanted to fuck Bea again the girls basically said the same, but added that they was left very sore both of them both could hardly walk properly for about a week, they both worked along side Bea, who was there manager at the travel shop they worked in, and Bea kept laughing, about the way they had to sit on the doughnut things, and kept saying looks like you been fucked in the ass by a horse, and they wanted her to have her fantasy come true, and they wanted to witness her having her ass and pussy torn up left really sore, I thought was a little bit sadistic but I could see there point, especially as be had taken part in making them sore.

so, now we was all together in the planning, we had to work out a rock solid plan of how to pull it off, Sammi came up with the idea of advertising for 10 guys complete stranger, to gangbang an in need girl, on a fetish internet site, one of Sara's brothers and his wife used it to find swinger couple's and parties, they told her about the site and said it catered for gangbang parties, she had looked at this site, and there was venues the men could take there wives girlfriends to to be gangbanged, and you could have the whole gangbang recorded, and all who was involved had to be members, and was vetted, and all venues was made safe for the women or man to be gangbanged, one of the venues was in our area, she would make contact with the venue owner/manager who ever, and we could hopefully meet up with him or her, to see if they could help set things up,
While I was waiting for Sara to make contact I carried on with some other little plans,
we had a few more group nights and a couple more private get togethers this time the 6 of us great sex sessions, all 3 of us guys fucked each others girlfriends, and the 2 girls always left sore, they couldn't understand how Bea took my cock in both her holes but never seemed to walk funny or be sore, as I am not bragging larger longer thicker than normal, both there boy friend are average length John is quite thick a lot thicker than Shauny how has a pencil dick, that some how makes Sammi happy,
Bea is a little worried about Sammi as she believes Sammi has a crush on me, I keep her there is nothing to worry about as I love her with all my heart, and if she didn't want me to fuck another woman I wouldn't, Bea said no it's ok as she likes these sex sessions, she like to see me fuck Sammi's ass and wants to see me fuck it harder, and she wants me fuck Sara's ass to she would persuade John to let me, as he hasn't let me so far, only fuck her pussy,

Sara eventually came back to me about 6 weeks after suggesting contacting the venue, she had arranged a meet with the owner who actually ran the parties, and sorted out memberships vetted people out,

All 5 of us went along to the meeting we talked about what we wanted told him it was a fantasy my girlfriend had, and that it could only happen after she had had a few drinks, and she was not to know it was going to happen, I described in great detail Bea's fantasy, his eye lit up, I certainly can help you out, supply a venue where Bea could be taken and gangbanged and it would be by complete stranger, bar us 5, he then asked what type of men what age group, how many men she fantasised about, if there could be any BDSM, light torture, pussy ass and tit spanking, toys if big , large, or as he described as OMFG size fisting, pussy or as or both single or double fisting, then if the men could DP her make her air tight, DP pussy DP anal, even triple and quadruple penetration then he went on about nipple and pussy clamps, to all our horror he mentioned animals, I had to stop him there that was a definite no go.
We all had to become member join that cost us £15 each not to bad, as there was a bar sauna, hot room, jacuzzi and food at the end of the night, and there was 10 double private rooms in the main building and 20 small chalets onsite that could be used by the participants for over night stays if wanted for a small fee.
Upon joining I was given a form to be completed, saying things that could happen things that was no go band,
Obviously I sat with the other 4 and filled this form in 8-12 guy's plus us 5 between the ages of 25-40, only White males average sized penis's no over weight guys and no muscle bound, all had to shave there penis's as I knew Bea hates pubic hair,
I would allow nipple pinching and twisting no biting, ass spanking but not to hard, no tit slapping or spanking, pussy slappy was ok, the girls made me put that in. blow jobs wanking deep throating gagging, but no coming in her mouth condoms required when fucking her pussy or ass, DP and air tight DP pussy but no DP ass fucking. toys yes, standard size only, could be tied up restrained, and pussy fisted 1 hand only not to deep no whipping no torture at all, no BDSM no face slapping no violence at all, no spitting in mouth lube must be used when ass fucking her, and no animals,
I gave the form back signed and dated, in fact we all signed,
then came the organisers, little bits, he could provide an unmarked black van, but we had to do the kidnapping, he wouldn't get involved in that, he would sort out the room make it look like an old disused office in warehouse, all sounded good so far, and he would book us 3 of the chalets,
Then came 2 crunch conditions the first he and his wife who we had not met but been shown pictures of would be involved, and the 2 girls other than Bea, IE :- Sara and Sammi if they wanted to be there involved they had to be part of the gangbanged, I thought well that's that they will never agree, if the girls did the guys wouldn't, but to my surprise they all jumped at the idea, John said I have 1 condition ok we agree to the girls being part of it but Sara, isn't to get ass fucked , we all agreed, signed shock hands said we be in contact to sort out a date, at that, the organised who's name was Vic by the way and his wife was Dotty, jumped up said I will be back 5 mins, he reappeared with a Calendar and he gave us 6 available dates, and the van would be booked out to us on 1 of those dates, the first 2 was to close and the last but one John and Sara was away on holidays
Then Sammi pointed out that the one date was actually Bea's Birthday, we could do the Friday night, and stay the weekend and if we all enjoyed ourselves have fun on the Saturday , OMG what a Birthday present that would be for Bea, and we would be out on the town getting merry anyway, Vic then said he had some liquid drops that we could put in Bea's drinks, a kind of date rape drug but not exactly one more of a Spainish fly type drug , this one would make her more feel more happy, giggly and sex hormones would kick in to over drive, in other words she be desiring sex and less likely to try fight, he gave me a small bottle told me to only use 3 drops max more could make her feel sick. we all left headed home.
it was all set up ready to go in 2 months time Bea's Birthday,
just had to work out the kidnap part how we was going to work it , so we could pull it off.

To be continued , Will it actually happen Could we pull it off, You will have to wait for the finally

man this sucks Last night this my 19 yo coworker droped her phone as she got into her car i picked it up brought it home and went through all her pictures and couldnt find any nudes of her i even ran recova and pandora on her memory card and no luck fuck i wantet to see her little sult ass and pussy so bad

Stupid Fucking Nigger

So this guy just walks out into the road without even looking to see

A: How close i was to where he was walking

and

B: To see if i saw him or not. Ignorant. I tried to tell him that at least checking would be a good idea because not all people are alert when they are driving and he could have gotten run down in the street, but I never got that far. He started mouthing off that "the pedestrian is always right." And I guess that is true..but does it mean a person has to go out of his way to be an asshole to a complete stranger? He actually told me to "get your fat ass out of your car." At first I thought it was funny because I was once fat but i am not now..but I couldn't leave it alone. The more I thought about it the angrier I got. I made it about 200 yards and turned around and went back looking for him. I think i was thinking about hurting or perhaps trying to kill him. I'm pretty much wired to kill at this point...just because of disrespectful niggers just like him. But then I asked another black but older man that was sitting there on a stoop, and it turned out he had watched the entire thing happen. I asked him where the other one went because I could not find him. He told me in the kindest voice.."he lives way down that street. What are you going to do..risk your life or your freedom? For what? Maybe he was just having a bad day. Maybe he just looks for people to take his frustrations out on. One thing is for sure..he is not looking for you right now...and yet here you are looking for him. Names mean nothing. Words are just words. Please go home and just let it go. And if you see him again tell him all you were trying to do was make sure that he stays safe when crossing streets." It worked. It calmed my pounding heart and allowed me to think again...and I looked into the man's eyes and actually told him that i loved him! He said the same thing to me! Just some old Jamaican guy. Maybe he saved me from making the worst mistake in my life. I don't know. But I realized instantly...it is not the skin color I hate...it is the attitudes, behaviors, and blatant disrespect for others...THAT is what makes me want to kill them. I pray to my Mother Earth that this does not happen again, because I already promised myself...next time I have to stop, get out of my vehicle, and make sure that I get my point across. This happened today I was driving very carefully.

The taste of a chocolate milkshake from Jack in the Box gives me an instant hard on. My side chick for 4 years was a college girl who worked there. Depending on the schedule I'd either stop on lunch, or stop on the way home from work. I'd walk in. She'd make the shake in front of me. She'd take her break. We'd go to the car, an she'd suck me off. 4 years, almost daily, never got caught, always a blowjob and a chocolate shake. If it was after work I'd ask her to make a 2nd one for the ride home, an I'd give it to the wife.

Confession: Last night my wife of 12 years found some mardis gras beads in my car. She put them on, wore them all night and was fucked mercilessly by me in those beads. My sweet church going kindergarten teacher has no idea where they came from. But she knows what it feels like to have me cum down her throat while I pull her close with them.

1 year ago (that's 11 years into my marriage) I went to NOLA near mardis gras time for a conference and I fucked a girl I met at the show. We fucked for 3 days straight, every hole, on the balcony, in the shower, in the back room at the conference. It was glorious.

She wore a set of beads the whole time we fucked and gave them to me when we parted. Those beads have been in my car since.

Lucky set of beads...