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

I was going through some old storage boxes from when I was younger and found this polaroid I took of this girl I used to date. The way we hooked up was a bit crazy, my girlfriend at the time was her best friend – and that girl (Jenny) had a boyfriend who suggested we swap. My girl (Barb) shrugged it off, “I don’t care.”
The relationship was going nowhere, and she was a dead fuck in bed.
So I was like, fuck yeah – Jenny was way better looking than Barb. So we all agreed.
We got a hotel, and Jenny and I waited outside and talked while by girlfriend and Jen’s boyfriend fucked. I wasn’t even jealous, either was Jenny. She was more on the lines of “I can’t wait to show you this sexual position I made up, guys can’t last.”
I pulled out a condom from my pocket, “I came prepared!”
She laughed, “I wish they’d hurry up.”
It was a rundown motel, most people went there to fuck around. 3 minutes later Barb and Jen’s boyfriend came out of the room, Barb looked a bit disheveled and wasn’t smiling.
“Our turn!” Jenny said, and we both let them in the car and headed in the hotel.
The sex was epic. She fit my cock like a glove, and in the heat of the moment we both completely forgot about the condom. It was passionate, our bodies had so much build up sexual desire for one another – she came really quickly, grinding on my cock. She bent backwards as she was riding me, bending my dick with her and started slowly gyrating.
It felt good, my dick was rock hard, “This is that position, isn’t it? Because I’m about to cum!”
She giggled, “let me know when ok?”
I felt her muscles clench as she swiveled her hips slowly on my cock, and my cock was about to start pulsating cum inside her, “yeah I’m … gonna…”
She sat up on my cock and started pushing it deeper inside her, biting my lip, smiling, looking into my eyes.
I came deep in her, and she bit down on my neck leaving a nice hickey.
“Fuck Jen… I came in you…”
“Good. I wanted it. Fuck. If you break up with Barb, I’ll break up with my loser of a boyfriend.”
Jen broke up with her boyfriend, and I dumped Barb. Turns out Barb was fucking him on the side for a long time behind my back, and she admitted it when I dumped her. I was fine with it, even the fact that they never used a condom and he consistently came inside her, resulting in her getting pregnant. They ended up getting married.
Jen and I dated for a long time, I proposed to her and we were engaged – but unfortunately I lost her to some drunk driver before we could get married. I’m in my 50s now. Married, and have a kid with a wonderful woman - but Jenny, she was someone very special and I’ll never forget the good times we had. As for Barb, she’s become a trailer trash whore, 6 kids by 5 different men… she tried contacting me through Facebook but I blocked her after looking at her profile.
In a lot of ways, finding that picture lightened me up. It’s like she’s saying hello to me, reminding me of the great times I had when I was younger. I miss you Jenny.

I confess that I just hate these god-damn niggers running around. A few days ago I had to go to the bank to cash a check. It was a sizable amount so had to go inside instead of the drive-thru. I went in and stood in the long ling waiting for a teller while looking around. I haven't been in there since last month and the place looked like shit! The nice furniture they had before was replaced by some mauve upholstery and the nice shiny stone floor was replaced by this ugly tan carpeting!

When the line moved up, I got closer to the tellers. Three were humans and one was a big fat sheboon with corn rows and a gold front tooth. I thought it was a male at first but two saggy mountains were attached to its chest! I silently prayed that I would get one of the humans, 3/4 odds isn't bad odds. Finally, the lady in front of me was called up by a man and the nigger was the only one open. It hollered "Next?! C'mon up he-re Mista!". I pretended like I didn't notice since I wanted to wait for a human but they were busy with customers.

The idiot behind me tapped me on my shoulder and said "That lady on the left is open, sir." Then I just decided to go up to the sheboon as I was too considerate of others to hold up a line like a nigger would. I went up to the sheboon and presented my check to it.

"Is this real?" it asked me with an odd ball glance. I nodded silently but was thinking "of course it is you stupid ass nigger!" Then the sheboon typed into the computer and had me give my ID. I been a customer of this bank for 12 years and this was the first nigger who serviced me. I had given it a form so it would deposit most and I wanted two thousand eighty in cash. I was given a receipt that showed the money was now in my account.

The nigger started counting out the cash I was owed and when finished, gave me it. I counted it to myself because I didn't trust this nigger and sure enough I was about two hundred short! I axed the sheboon that it made a mistake and I needed two hundred more. "But Is counted it, mista!" it yelled out. I said "No, when I counted there was two hundred missing. Can I see the manager!" The nigger snarled and yelled back "You musta hid it in yours pocket! I counted the change right!"

All the commotion had alerted a security guard who came over and demanded to know what the problem was. I told him that this sheboon took $200 from me. She screamed that she counted it fairly and that I was hiding it. The manager finally came over from hearing the loud fuss the sheboon was making and asked what was going on. I filled him in while the sow began squealing that she counted it right. I gave him the money and he counted it. Sho nuff, there was $200 short. He told the sheboon so but she yelled "He musta hided it!" I said that the sheboon saw me count the money right in front of her and I had no time to hide anything. I said they could even look at the surveillance camera if they wanted.

After I brought up the camera, miraculously the sheboon put $200 on the counter saying it fell on the floor while she was counting. I didn't buy it at all because niggers are criminals. I don't know how this one got a job at the bank unless AA or a liberal was responsible. The manager apologized to me and gave me a free tote bag that they give out to those who open new accounts. I didn't accept and told him that I wanted to close my account. This one niggerfuxated experience was enough for me!

I then left the bank and got into my car. I then called a friend to tell him of what happened. Twenty minutes or so later, I started to pull out of the parking lot but then as I'm driving away I see that sheboon with two security guards outside the building! I think it got fired or arrested..or both . I won't be going to that bank again. If they are stupid enough to hire one nigger then more and more will come in eventually. My friend recommended his bank that doesn't have any nigger tellers at all and that's where I opened a new account that very day.

Anybody else ever have coon-tact with niggers, and it just ruins your day?

They say timing is everything and that was true for me today.

I get off work at noon on Fridays. I stop at the bank and get some cash and go to one on the many full service massage parlors near me for some stress relief. Today the girl I got was a hot Latina from Nicaragua who gave me a good pounding that really drained my balls.

I was thirsty and hungry after my session and walked over to this burger place in the same strip mall. While I am sitting there eating I see all these cop cars pull into the parking lot. I looking out the window and I see them pull up in from of the MP and raid the place. Wow half an hour time difference and it could have been me in there.

there is this sexy little pizza guy that seems to bring my pizza every time i call. i never ask for him but it seems hes the one that always shows up. guessing hes 125 pounds 5'4 very short black hair. and they way he carries his self i was about 80% sure he was gay. so i tried something that i did by accident with a old retired repair man about 9 months ago and i'm still seeing him. but hes 100% a bottom. so i took the chance and ordered a pizza tonight was wearing my yellow see through G string. and sure enough about 20 minutes later a car showed up and when the door bell rang i answered it. DAMN it was some cute little chubby girl. and on the desk top my screen saver was going and it had 2 guys fucking while a girl set back and watched. she said nice screen saver and i have one the same panties as you do right now. and pulled her pants down just enough so i could see.
i laughed and said cool but do you have one of these in too turned around bent over so she could see my tiny butt plug. she laughed and said i have all 3 sizes but at home.
i tipped her $20 and ask that boy is he legal age and is he gay or bi. and she Cory he drives the red chevy volt. and i said its red all i know.
she said he legal and says has to be gay. but she hasn't ever ask him but will if she wants me to.
i invited her to stop by when she gets off work and bring another pizza i will pay for it and we can compare G strings. she laughed and said HMMMM.
but i dont think she is coming because of this china virus everything closed at 9 pm around here. and she never showed up.

Exposed my exhausted friend after she passed out in my car for a ride home

I need some real advice please read all of this an comment.

I fucked my friends mom. I was in my 20's and she was in her 50's. She was married at the time. This is how it happened no bullshit here you cant make up shit like this. Real life can be fuckin crazy. One day i am over at my friends parents house, He doesnt live in town so when he comes here he stays at his parents. So i am over there sitting on the couch an his mom sits down next to me and starts talking about how i am her favorite of all his friends an what a good person i am. I just agree and bemuse her. She has one of those weird personalities where she is overly nice to most people.

She then starts talking to me about movies "we both like old western movies". Later a weeks a couple days i don't remember she calls me. Tells me that she wants to talk with me an invites herself over to my house. I did not give her my number. She comes over tells me some bullshit i forget what it was some kind of excuse to get into my house. We talk for a few hours and i notice her looking at my cock through my pants. I ignore it because hey she my friends mom. Plus she is overweight an she looks old. On the positive side She does have a big ass and very large tits easily DD if not bigger.

She leaves an tells me how wonderful it was to get out of the house an how we have so much in common. Then she invites herself over for the next week an we make plans to watch a old western. Between these 2 visits i talk with a guy i work with about it. He tells me "she wants to fuck you" I am more of a recluse and i don't date much plus she was married. So i didn't believe it. But the next time i talked to her son i told him "Hey man i think your mom wants to fuck me." he replied Do it an we both laughed him thinking it was a joke and me thinking i just might.

So the scheduled visit arrives and she comes over wearing a hoody not showing any skin. we are watching a movie i look over and the hoody is unzipped an she is showing some cleavage. She always sat uncomfortably close to me and i could see down her shirt. I got aroused she looked over at me then down at my pants an she just put her hand on my cock acting innocent like she had no idea what had happened. I called her out an she pretty much rapes me.

Now i fucked her once an it did not leave me feeling good about the situation because of her marriage and my friendship with her son. The sex although taboo was not that great she just laid there like most women. I told myself never again.

A few days later she calls me an tells me she is coming over we need to talk blah blah. So she comes over an we are sitting next to each other and she tries to grab my cock. I told her no it was just a one time thing an i think we would be better as friends. She tells me don't Worry i don't feel bad about it an neither should you. She then tells me she hasn't fucked her husband in 5 years and they are all but divorced in name alone. She then tells me that she will never tell anyone about it and it will be are little secret. I was hesitant she saw it and just took her tits out. Yeah i fucked her again.

So we made it a regular thing twice a week for 2 years she called it "movie night"
I told her that we couldn't really be together in a real relationship.various reasons age an the fact she was married. She said that was okay because it was just labels an she didn't care about that as long as i fucked her.

In the 2 years i fucked her in the ass several times. Made her squirt many times. And in general fucked her like a whore. She told me she had never squirted before me an i could do anything i wanted. I took advantage.

Towards the end of this friends with benefits. Her husband came over to my house looking for her an she was just sitting in my room with her tit out. He was pretty pissed. Some how she convinced him that she was wearing a shirt an he was acting like a crazy person. But the story got back to my friend through his brothers friend who was the guy who showed her husband where i lived. Pretty sure he was fucking her at one time also. She always let her sons friends move in when they needed a place to stay. He was one of those friends who needed a place to stay.

So my friend called me about it. I told him yeah i fucked her an we talked about some other stuff. I have a way of being sarcastic all the time. She proceeded to convince him i was just fuckin with him. ?he bought it?

More time passed. This is where the fucked up shit happens. There was a girl i used to fuck when i was younger we had a real casual sexual relationship. She would come over to my house drunk at late hours an demand that i fuck her. It was awesome at 1st but i got tried of the bitch waking me up an one night i told her not to come over anymore. She did an i only saw her a couple of times after that. After we stopped fucking she got a job at a bar. One of the regulars pursued her for some time they ended up dating an she got pregnant. He was 10 years older then her an she didnt love him but she married him. We did not talk to each other but saw each other at my neighbors garage sale. She then knew where i lived.I remember thinking if i get the chance i am going to fuck her again.

So one night Guess who is at my door. Yep it was her she made up an excuse to talk to me an i let her in. She was in my house about 5 mins when i realized this was my chance. We ended up fooling around really hot an heavy an she tells me she has to leave or she is going to fuck me an she cant she is married. We exchange emails.

I was completely in lust and never had i been swept up in emotions over girl. She was in the same boat we confirmed are intentions via email an she came over the next night. We fucked it was amazing she is beautiful an her pussy was really really wet.
After the fact she told me she wanted to be with me an that she always had. I told her i needed to stop my previous relationship with my friends mom. She told me she needed to leave her husband. Next day she told her husband and i told my friends mom. My friends mom was like okay i understand but i still want to fuck you. She then told me don't worry no one will find out. The thought of fucking both of them was appealing and i was just stupid enough to think i could do it.

So i told my new girl that i had broke up with my friends mom but she wasn't taking me seriously. My friends mom some how convinced herself that there wasn't another woman an i just wanted to break up. She came over a few times under the guise of talking about the break up. I fucked her and guess who shows up. Yep my new girl who is an yeah you can guess it drunk. Soo My Friends Mom freaks out an i told my girl to leave so i could finish breaking up with her. My Friends Mom then realizing there is a another girl decides she doesn't care she just wants me to fuck her. I told her i didn't feel right about it. I really like my girl and i wasnt going to risk fucking it up.

MFM says NO i wont have it. I told her tough its over. She leaves but proceeds to send me over 250 text messages a day. seriously. I thought i could reason with her proceeded to try. she was pretty pissed but i felt she had come to terms.

4 days later she calls me an says we have to talk i told her i would speak with her but not at my house because i knew she would just try to fuck me. So we we meet in a parking lot in public. She tells me that she hired a private investigator to "do research" on my new girl then tells me that her "PI" has pictures of her leaving another mans apartment and all but fuckin him on the porch . I thought that is weird my girl was still married at the time but the pi didn't say anything about that. So i told MFM Send me the information the pi collected an the pictures to my email. Big mistake now she has my email.

MFM looked shocked, She figured at 1st hearing this news i would break off my relationship with my new girl. So yeah she emails me the CC of her and her "pi talking about the investigation. The pi had a gmail email and the content seemed to be written by the same person. So i asked for the pis number. The number she gave me always went straight to voice mail an the voice mail was always full. So i did reverse number look up on it, Yeah it was MFM dsl number that didn't accept incoming calls. That was the birth of who i now call "THE PSYCHO BITCH"
My friends mom now known as TPB was trying to fool me an get me break up with my girl so i called her out on it an told her i knew the number she gave me was hers.
I told her to stop calling me an that it was over.

TPB did not like that. she then called me all the time literally all day and night while i was at work an texted me every other minute. I asked her to stop told her If she didn't i would call her son an tell him that she wouldn't stop calling me. she went fuckin nutts screaming at me threatening to get me arrested. Threatened to have me beat up. You name it she went there.

I had no choice but to block her number. Because i could not do shit on my phone it was always getting text an calls. She filled up the memory in my phone with crazy shit
eventually she realized her number was blocked an started emailing me i have over 500 emails from her. lots of just weird stuff. She got my girls phone number an started calling her. Told her she was still fucking me an so on. Told her she was coming over to my house when she knew she wasn't there shit like that.

The most fucked up part of it was in her emails she tells me that she got pregnant with twins an aborted them both. Told me she was having sex with 3 other guys while she was fucking me. Told me one of them has herpes an I needed to get a std test. She tried demean me an insult me. Manipulative on the worst levels she was trying anything to get me to respond. Eventually i did 3 months after i blocked her number. I called her asking her to please stop texting my girl and to stop driving by my girls house. She said she would and that she wanted to meet me to apologies for how things went. I was stupid enough to believe her and agreed to meet. She meet me out side of my house when I got in the car she tried to tell me she never lied to me an the pi got the facts wrong an blah blah. I told her to stop the bullshit And That i was never going to fuck her again. She got quiet looked away an said i wish we could be frei... Then wham she hit me in the face closed handed i opened the door to get out an she took off tires screeching with me half way in the car. MY neighbor saw what happened and told me i needed to call the police so that if she tried to get me arrested for some fake bullshit i would have record of her acting crazy. Cops told me her real age 53 she said she was in her 40s
She was also sending me emails telling me what i had told her which was stop calling stop texting and stop sitting out side my house and driving by my girls house. She was pretty much stalking both of us in her spare time. I goggled she send those because its a he said she said type of thing her sending me the email was a way for her to cover her bases an pretend like i was stalking her.
I honestly moved on instantly an never thought about the The psycho bitch unless i was getting a email or a text. The phone company i use only lets me block numbers for 3 months Without fail when it relapsed i got more crazy text an had to block her again.

That was 2 years ago I am still with my new girl and i am very much in love with her. I have not talked with TPB or my friend since the craziness. She still sends me emails at least once a week with random cryptic comments meant to entice a reply

here is a couple of the emails i randomly selected

"Coming soon to a theater near you..."
"Ready to go downtown & 5th ward!
Not been there since that last time.
Odd, true & by choice.
Got goody bag filled with very interesting things...very.

As for the tomfoolery, hi jinks & Oscar- worthy performances by the entire cast...blah blah.

So vapid & inane.
Do not care.
Blah."

Downtown is code for me to fuck her in the ass.

"Sufficient time has passed to ensure no problems repeated.

Not gonna leave things negatively. Absolutely not.

Will contact for meet place, date & time.

No girlie histrionics. No tattling. No talking shit. Way way passed that.

5-10 minutes.

There are no memories of the heart or mind left.

Just unfinished business that will be completed.

Not gonna have negativity follow over & over.

Don't bother to pout about it.
No drama.
Get over yourself.
I have.
Blah

If left unfinished, it becomes crap-filled baggage to carry.

It's well known that what goes around come around.

I'm not havin it."

Anyone know how to get this crazy bitch to leave me alone its going over 2 years now.

She still send me emails wanting me to "meet with her"

Thanks for reading i hope some one can learn from my experience. Maybe even give me some advice.

Carly

I confess my wife went away for 4 days and I didn't do nothing. So pissed I missed out, I've been looking forward to her going away for 2 months to get some strange pussy and ass decorating my dick but just couldn't make it happen.

Some back ground my wifes hot, a good lay but she lacks tits (deflated A cups), skinny, only does anal 1/10 times when really pressured, absolutely hates to be submissive in any way (even really mild stuff, ass slap etc). Sometimes I just wanted a chubbier girl with god dam big dangly jugs, to pound her shitter and fuck her face with no drama.

Wife picked the most shitty busy dates to go on, I only got Friday 9 till 5 alone no kids and a few hours here and there the other days that where jam packed. Had she had left 2 days later I'd of had the whole weekened to myself and a few days after to clean up. Bonus one of the kids had a cold which I got it too.

I realise there wasn't going to be enough time to find a hooker I liked, that did the things I wanted and still have enough time to cover my tracks. On top of that felt kind blah with the cold. I'd need at least a day or two to look around find any hairs, lube stains, fuck stains to clean and dry out, condom wrappers, glasses etc that are easily over looked.

Last time I had one by the time I'd changed the sheets, tidy up etc found a girl that was free and returned my call took 5hours (most hookers don't start till noon). I had to settle on the looks, she lacked the big tits, but she did the things I wanted. She was a good fuck, for 4 hours took everything including 2 rounds of painal like a champ didn't even complain/sulk. However even with 2 days to clean up there were still clues left.

I washed the sheets that were on the bed wife noticed - what I should of done is take those sheets off left them in laundry basket for the wife to check, put fresh ones on for the hooker and washed those then the wife would of though I'd just put on fresh sheets. I also had to wash towels, glasses all took much longer than imagined the next day.

I gave the hooker a lift back and she left her phone case in the car (a cloth bag). Didn't notice till I got in the car with the wife and saw in on the seat. lucky it was back and the wife never noticed.

The other time I went to the girls place and it stank of cigarettes. Which meant I stank of them and then the fucking car did. Had to air out everything for 2days.

I confess, I gave an older black lady a ride today and she jerked me off. Im young (21) and white... I have this thing lately where I like to flash people from my car:) so when this older black lady (35-45) asked me for a ride while I was at the gas station, after a quick thought I told her, "Sure!" (it should be noted that i was running late for class so i decided ahead of time that this good deed of mine would be worth it) She hopped in and we were talking, Ill call her Ronda. As I was driving I said what would you do if I pulled my dick out. If a woman says anything besides "HELL NO" then you are good to go! Ronda kind of avoided the question plus I had made a wrong turn. I ask her again what would she do. She told me she didn't know. So I did it. While on the highway I unzipped my pants and edged down my boxers. I had become growing hard from the excitement. She noticed telling me 'oh you're already hard', staring at my dick. I asked her to touch and after a little hesitation she finally did for a few seconds. She took her hand away and I reached for her hand and put it back on me. I needed to find a place to park, fast. We find ourselves in the back of a Home Depot parking lot sitting in the back seats of my car where the windows are tinted. I asked her to put her mouth on me. I could tell she loved my cock and was rubbing on my balls. She leans down and starts sucking me off. Im rubbing her ass and her pussy over her leggings. She was loving this and would grind her pussy against my hand. She stopped sucking my tip so she could pull her pants off. She took her time and did it very gracefully, removing her pants and boots. My hand reaches between her thighs. Ronda is jerking me off as I slowly rub her clit with my middle finger, spreading her pussy. As I was rubbing her and getting her wet, I slid my finger inside. This made her gasp and grab on my arm. I started playing with her clit more because I could tell that's what she liked. I was rubbing her good and she had her eyes closed and was loving it, moaning softly. I have a little video clip I will provide, you can watch if you want. This is my first time doing this so sorry for crap vid. No cumshot, no blow action, no pussy... just a short video and unfortunately the only one I made!

I was driving from a city to a smaller town on business. It was a hot sunny day, but was keeping my suit and tie on for some reason. As I drove along I began thinking about a very nice gal who I visited with at the outside bar at the motel the night before. Yes, things worked out and she came to my room and it was fantastic. It could only be a one night stand since we both are happily married.

As I thought about the evening, a throbbing erection had a mind of its own. This was a highway with limited traffic...In fact I hadn't seen another vehicle the whole time. I found an entrance to a small gate to a ranch and pulled in. I looked both directions and saw nothing but desert and desert plants.

I got out of the car opened my shirt unzipped my pants and began playing nipples and going for relief. I was so hot I didn't waste any time with slow pleasure...just wanted relief and put a large load on the ground. I zipped up my pants, buttoned my shirt and as I opened the door to get back into the cool car....I looked directly across the narrow highway and there was an old ranch pickup.....two guys smiling at me thru the windshield and they must have really enjoyed the show...because they were clapping!

My relief was replaced with knots in my stomach.

I guess this is the story of how I ended up fucking my cousin.. Ive always been into incest but never knew a way to get the idea out into my female family. I lived right next door to my cousin and one day on the way home from work i just started texting my younger cousin Rose. We started just talking and I got her to confess some secrets about doing drugs and fooling around with guys. Being so young I was pretty shocked to hear it but it wasnt all that bad. Then I told her i had a dream that me and her kissed and she told me that she wondered what that would be like. I then replied " well i always found you pretty hot" she replied with " really no way! I always thought you were" haha I would go visit and we would just watch each other and make deep eye contact. Then one night I said I was gonna go for a drive and some a few joints and if she wanted to pretend she was going to her friends for the night and she could actually just chill with me? She said she would love that! She got my aunt to believe her and then all i had to do was wait. It was nerve wracking because we lived right next door and I had to sit in my car and wait for her and make sure noone saw her getting into my car. She finally got in sneakily and we drove off. Smoked a few and got wicked high. we started talking about space and timetravel stupid shit then I told her I couldnt believe i had that dream. and she said "me either. its kinda hot though" then all i could do was stare into her eyes.. then boom we started kissing.. amazing.. I couldnt believe i had my cousin in my car and actually making out with her.. then I started to rub her hips and waist. got her pants undid and made a move.. her freshly shaved pussy felt so good . She hopped over my car console and was on top of me now. all I could do was pull her pants down over her ass and finger her pussy.. omg i couldnt believe it.. i then told her I was gonna eat her pussy. I then reclined the seat and she pulled her knees up on my shoulders and i started eating her out. the sweet taste of her pussy wow.. as i was eating her out i was undoin my jeans and pulled them down. then she sat right down on my cock. let out a moan and started riding me.. it was hard in the car but it was so great.. she then asked if I put on a condom and I said no because i thought she was on birth control. she said no so we moved to the back seat and I slipped on a condom and fucked her good.. I couldnt believe it. We planned on doing it again soon after that and we only did 3 more times. Had to sneak her into my room through my bedroom window. I had no lock on my door so we had to sneak her in and then wait for everyone to go to sleep before we could fuck so noone would walk in. I made her cum so good. She would sit on my face and i would eat her out and she would ride my finger as it was in her ass and grind my face.. so hot. we had two preg scares but it was worth it. we kept on smoking pot and then fucking. Best head ive ever had and best pussy to pound. Id make her cum 4-5 times each time we fucked and she would always want more. She would even "bring me medicine" and i would smoke her out and quickly pound her pussy. We never got caught but I did get caught being into Incest on the computer and was forced to move out. :\

I confess that about twelve years ago I fucked my aunt Claire (my dad’s little sister).

I was 21 the first time I fucked her and she would have been about 35 or 36. I was in the army at the time and just about the only sensible thing I did with my money (before or after this) was to buy a house not far from my mum and dad’s place, giving me a decent shag-pad so I didn’t have to try and sneak girls into my parents’ house while I was home on leave. Claire was always my flirty aunt when I was growing up, always making jokes about how she’d sort me out if I didn’t get myself a girlfriend soon and stuff like that. To be honest, I’d wanked over her a lot while I was a teenager! She was about 5’4’’ (a lot shorter than me) with mid-length dyed dark blonde hair and probably about a size 14 – 16 so she was ‘chubby’ but she was a good looking woman and had a big pair of tits that had been the main focus of my teenage lust.

This particular weekend I’d gone home for a family barbecue on the Saturday evening. Claire was there with her boyfriend, Tim, and she’d been hitting the wine pretty hard. Eventually he’d lost his temper with her and they ended up having a domestic in the living room while the rest of the family sat round in the back garden making awkward small talk to try and stop all the kids from hearing the arguing. Eventually Claire told Tim to fuck off home if he didn’t like it and stop ruining her night. He stormed out and she came out in the back garden, sat down next to me and carried on drinking.

A little later she asked if I still had that house I’d been talking about buying last time I’d seen her and could she crash there that night so she didn’t have to go home to ‘that fucking knobhead’. I told her she was more than welcome to the sofa for the night (I wasn’t even thinking about fucking her at the time, just that she needed a place to kip) and a little while later we got a taxi back to mine.

When we got in she made herself comfortable on the sofa and I went into the kitchen to get a couple of drinks. As I walked back in to the living room I froze in the doorway – Claire had turned the TV on and it was still on the Sky porn/chatline channel I’d been watching the night before. Claire giggled and asked why on earth I was watching stuff like that when I had that hot girl I’d been with at the last family party (a girl called Kate. She was miles out of my league in looks and fantastic in bed but we’d both agreed that neither of us would stay faithful while I was away so we’d ‘split up’ but agreed to meet up for the fantastic sex whenever I was back home. I hadn’t been able to see her that weekend because she was doing stuff with some boyfriend she was with at the time).

Claire eventually stopped taking the piss out of me for watching porn and found a film to watch and we sat round chatting and drinking for a while until eventually Claire asked where the toilet was. She was gone for about ten minutes and I was just starting to think she must have stumbled into the bed and gone to sleep when she reappeared. She said she’d been having a look round upstairs (it was the first time she’d been in my place) and asked why I had a camcorder sat on my bedside table? I laughed and told her that Kate liked being filmed and I must have left it there last time I’d been home and seen her. Claire laughed and said she didn’t know that her baby nephew was so kinky, then asked to see the video. I thought she was joking and just laughed but she asked again. I told her I wasn’t sticking my porn on for my aunt but she insisted and eventually I gave up and put one of the videos on.

The video started with Kate dancing and stripping for me while I was holding the camera. When she was naked she started grinding on me and telling me all things she wanted to do to me, then she grabbed the camera and asked me to do down on her – something I loved almost as much as her. Claire was giggling and congratulating me on making her cum so noisily when on-screen Kate told me to stand up and strip for her. Luckily at the time I was at a shit posting with nothing to do on camp other than go to the gym so (for pretty much the only time in my life!) I had a really good body which Claire noticed straight away.

On-screen I got the camera back and Kate knelt in front of me, pulled my boxer shorts down and started to kiss my cock (a decent seven and a half inches with enough girth to keep most girls happy). At this Claire turned round to me and said ‘you really have grown up a lot, haven’t you?’ I smiled and told her not to be silly, she’d seen it plenty of times before (although, admittedly, I had been in nappies the last time she had!) and she replied “it didn’t look like that last time”. We watched for a bit longer as Kate gave me a fantastic blow job on screen when Claire turned to me and said “I can’t believe I’m getting so horny watching my nephew getting blown”. I thought I’d misheard and asked what she’d said and she said “I’m getting wet watching that lucky girl sucking your big cock”.

I’ll be honest and say I was a bit shocked and I asked her if she was serious. She put her glass on the table in front of her, leant in to me and whispered in my ear “I’m very serious, if you want me then you can have me” and with that she pulled my face to hers and started to kiss me. I couldn’t believe my luck and started to kiss her back while my hands instantly went down to play with those tits I’d wanted to have in my hands pretty much for as long as I could remember knowing what tits were for.

Claire’s hands were already pulling my jeans open and pulling my cock out as I reached behind her, unzipped her dress as far down as I could get it and pulled it down at the front exposing a black lacy bra barely holding two huge tits in. As she started giving me one of the best hand jobs I’ve ever had I pulled her bra off and starting licking and biting her nipples while I pushed my right hand under her dress, pulled her knickers to one side and started to play with her pussy. She wasn’t lying about being horny – her pussy was already soaking wet and after just a few minutes of rubbing her clit and fingering her I had her lying back on the sofa cumming hard. As her orgasm faded I pulled her dress all the way off, along with her panties, and sat over her slowly wanking myself while taking in every inch of the body I’d been lusting after for so long.

As I said, she was overweight but not fat, with big thighs and arse (something that still turns me on in a girl now). Her tits were nearly perfect – big but not too big and pert enough that they didn’t flop around everywhere. Her pussy was neatly shaved into a ‘landing strip’ and as I looked down at it she opened her thighs and asked me to eat her out like I had with Kate on the video. I didn’t need any second invitation and I knelt on the floor in front of her and started licking her pussy while my right hand rubbed her clit. After a while I changed to licking her clit while finger fucking her with first three then four fingers, roughly forcing them in and out of her tight (no kids!) pussy while she moaned my name and ground her crotch onto my face while pulling my head even closer into her cunt with both hands.

After I’d made her cum two or three times she told me she wanted me cock so I stood up and in one movement pushed it deep into her. I’d been planning to ‘show-off’ a bit and take it slow for a while but as soon as I felt that tight cunt around my cock I started to hammer into her as hard as I could. She was loving being fucked like that and was moaning and gasping my name, telling me it was the best she’d ever had as I forced my cock as deep as I could into her. I didn’t last long until I could feel that familiar tightness in my balls and I told her I was going to cum. I told her to get on her knees in front of me and as she did she pulled my cock into her mouth. Her tongue never stopped moving once, licking every bit of my dick from my balls to my Jap’s Eye as she roughly wanked me with one hand and gently squeezed my bollocks with her other. As I was getting closer she stopped licking and sucking my dick and started talking dirty to me as she wanked me, telling me she knew I’d fancied her for years and that she’d seen me loads of times trying to get a look down her top when I was a kid. She told me that it had turned her on knowing I was looking at her tits and she’d thought about letting me do more than look a couple of times when I was younger but never had the chance. Then she told me to call her Aunty Claire and that she wanted me to show her how much I liked her tits by covering them in cum. All of that put me over the edge and I just about managed to gasp out something like ‘oh fuck, Aunty Claire’ before my cock exploded with probably the biggest cum shot I’ve ever managed all over those amazing breasts.

As the cum finally stopped pulsing out of my cock she grinned and slowly pulled my foreskin back and licked all of the last drops of my cum up from around my helmet before looking me in the eyes and licking all of the cum off her tits.

We spent the next few hours in bed licking, sucking and fucking in every position we could think of with Claire letting me cum all over her tits, on her face and in her mouth about four or five times before we finally fell asleep at about 0400. I woke up again at about 0900 to find that I was alone in the bed. I was starting to think I’d dreamed it all when I heard a voice from downstairs. I wandered down to find Claire sitting on the sofa in the living room wearing just the T-shirt I’d had on the night before, on the phone to Tim patching their argument up. As I walked in she was telling him she loved him and that she’d be home soon to sort things out. She looked up as I walked in, saw me standing there naked with a semi-on and immediately told Tim that “our ********* just walked in with breakfast, I’ll have to go. I’ll be home soon”. With that she hung up, stood up and walked over to me. She grabbed me by the cock, pulled me over to the sofa when it had all began the night before and lay back in-front of me, looking up at me to say “I’ve only got time for one more go before I have to leave, fuck me” as she spread her legs and pulled my cock inside her. We fucked until I could feel myself getting close again and I told her I was about to cum. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me even deeper inside her and told me that it was ok, she was on the pill and she wanted to feel her nephew shooting deep inside her. She was starting to cum herself and as I felt her pussy starting to tighten on me I couldn’t hold back anymore and we both came together, me filling my aunt’s pussy with my cum.

We lay next to each other kissing for a few minutes until we’d got our breath back. Then she sat up and looked around for her knickers which I’d thrown on the floor the night before. She pulled them on and went upstairs carrying her clothes from the previous night which had also been left on the floor, asking me to call her a taxi while she was gone. A little while later she was back down, having had a quick wash, brushed her teeth and dressed. She told me she had to go and as I stood up she came over and kissed me again. Then she whispered in my ear “I can feel your spunk dripping into my knickers and it feels so dirty and so good. Are we going to do this again?” I told her that of course we would, if she wanted and she pointed out that she’d made it pretty obvious that morning that she definitely would want it again. She gave me her mobile number and told me to let her know the next time I was up and that I mustn’t tell anyone what had happened (as though I’d was that stupid!). As she was saying that, we heard a car horn outside. It was her taxi so she gave me one last kiss, told me to make sure I called or texted and left to go back to her boyfriend.

Fucked around and found out: Lost my Fiancé to another woman.

I'm devastated, but its literally my own fault. I suppose this is a cautionary tale.
I dated my now ex fiance for 5 years, got engaged in the last two years of the relationship. She was everything to me, my world - I've never known a woman that compares to her and probably never will. Her beauty is stunning, her personality was so soft and gentle, passionate, passive - we agreed on damn near everything - liked the same things, disliked the same things. We'd laugh, cry - barely have any arguments, and if we did argue it would always be settled by sitting down and discussing our feelings. It was the perfect relationship, but I fucked it all up.

Sometimes she'd make comments about other women, "she's got big tits and look at that ass...."
We'd check out ladies together sometimes, and at about the second year of our relationship she confesses, "I think I'm bisexual... I don't want you to feel threatened by that, in fact it might be to your benefit..."
Well I was a bit stunned, and I did feel threatened but I loved her so much that I just shrugged it off and was like, "hey, I'm here for you because I love you babe!"
Well eventually I started looking at other women, and imagining them with my fiance. I'd even point at the woman and tell her, "you'd fuck her wouldn't you."
She'd laugh, "maybe..."
And perhaps I got a little annoying with it, but I just wanted her to live her best life. We'd sit down and talk about perhaps having a threesome with another woman just so she could experience it.
"You know, I love you, and it's fine I really don't need to be with anyone else - I don't really want anyone else because I don't want it to come between us in our relationship," she confessed to me.
A few weeks ago, we were at a friendly get together. There was this woman who was chatting up my fiance, and they were both getting pretty drunk - so was I. Of course they both started talking about sex. The woman (we'll call her Susan) was talking about selling sex toys as a side gig and they started discussing their favorite toys. Not big deal, it was kind of hot.
As the night continued on, so did the drinking. Lots of people left and we were almost the only people left at this get together so we started feeling a bit awkward like "well it's time to leave."
So my fiance invited me Susan for a night cap back at our place. Susan accepted and we left. Susan drove her own car, and my fiance was with me. My fiance was tipsy, and started talking about how attractive Susan was, and that she wouldn't mind fucking her.
She reached over and started massaging my cock through my pants as I drove an then unzipped my pants, pulling out my cock and she started giving me road head. I was turned the fuck on.
We got back to our place and we all went inside, I got three beers out of the refrigerator and sat down next to my fiance.
Susan was flush and chugged the beer pretty quickly.
"Two girls sharing a double dildo is fun, but two girls sharing a cock is better... nice warm meat pulsating inside you..." Susan started telling my girl.
"You down to fuck?" My fiance asks, looking at me, then back to Susan. Susan blushed, and winked at my fiance.
My fiance gets up and walks over to Susan and starts kissing her, passionately. Soon enough all of their clothes are on the floor and they're both completely naked. My fiancé's fingers are inside Susan and they're both moaning. I'm like - fuck it, might as well get naked and start fucking.
So I get behind my fiance's perfect ass and she's wet as fuck, bent over licking Susan's cunt and I slide my dick right inside her and start pumping.
"Oh, let me get some of that dick too," Susan moans as my fiance eats her out. My fiance freezes. It hits her that I'd be fucking this woman too.
She looks up at Susan, then back at me, "sure..."
My fiance moves forward so I have no choice but to pull out of her tight little pussy. Susan hops down from where she is sitting and pushes me down and starts sucking my cock, my fiance joins her, licking my shaft, and they take turns giving me head. Then Susan mounts me as she's kissing my fiance, and my fiance mounts my face. I'm eating out my fiance, while Susan grinds on my dick. They're both moaning and my wife cums hard on my face as I lick her clit. Susan starts shaking, my fiance is fingering her clit as she rides me, and Susan erupts and orgasms on my dick. She topples off me, still convulsing.
"Fuckkkk, he's good. That's some good dick," Susan moans.
My fiance flashes me a look, almost like she was mad, but I just shrugged it off an grabbed my fiance by the hips and started fucking her. I emptied deep in her, I always did. This time seemed different. This time my fiance seemed like she was somewhere else. She was jealous, she was mad.
Susan licked my fiance's pussy after I came in it and eventually Susan passed out on the couch, naked.
My fiance got a cover for her and we both stumbled off to bed.
No cuddling, nothing. She was being very cold. I thought, maybe she's just drunk I'll find out more in the morning.
We woke up and Susan was gone. My fiance was giving me the silent treatment.
"Let's talk about what happened."
"I need some space."
I gave her space.
Weeks went by and our relationship was never the same. Eventually I'd find out that she had Susan's number and she would secretly meet her when I was at work. Susan was pushing my fiance to leave me. Eventually she did. My fiance left me for Susan, and moved in with her.
I eventually had a very long talk about what happened with her... and it was the most heart breaking event I've ever had in my life.
She wasn't jealous of me fucking Susan. And for her that was a turning point. She was jealous because she wanted Susan and she didn't want me there. She was jealous of Susan giving me attention instead of giving her attention. It's at that point she knew she liked women more than she liked guys. It was an epiphany to her, the entire experience changed her views on her own sexuality.
I cried, I begged... but it was over. The most beautiful woman in the world to me, my best friend, my partner in crime walked away from me. This devastated me of course. Lots of bullshit goes through your head when you're depressed - and it's not good. So I went to therapy, and it's working.
I don't believe I'll ever find someone like her, so I've actually sold a lot of my belongings and have booked a flight to India. Why India? Because I need some spiritual growth. I'm not telling her I'm leaving the country. I'm not even telling my own family. I've been in contact with a Buddhist monastery - and I think that's the path I need to be in for a few years. I just need some solace and reflection. My flight leaves tomorrow... and I have only one regret, that I didn't stop the threesome from happening. Yes. YES - I do know that she probably would have eventually found someone else and left me, but the mind (at least my mind) will always come up with "what ifs" and try to comprehend various scenarios. It's a coping mechanism.
I'll always love you, Maria. That will never change. In my mind I see flashes of us being happy, of our marriage, having children, being us... that will never change either. You are free.
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. I lost.

All characters in the story are 18+

Cheryl is a 31-year-old white woman who has been dating her white boyfriend Mike for 5 years. She is 5'7", slim, toned, 125 lbs gym body, blond and blue with pale skin and perky 34B breasts. Cheryl is a hipster type of woman that is well groomed as is the style of the day.

In her youth she was a rebellious punk rocker chick resulting in her being well tattooed, starting around age 18 she got the tattoo bug and now displays a tattoo of a fox on her right forearm, flowers on her right shoulder, the entire right side of her body has a tattoo of a pin-up girl, a bird in a cage on her back, a cute little snail on her lower waist, and her favorite tattoo is a skull on the top of her right foot. She had always been a tomboy growing up and throughout her life.

Her boyfriend Mike, 35, is short and average in about every other way, he is a doctor, a wealthy doctor but he is not worldly making him gullible and naive which is something that Cheryl’s narcissistic side takes advantage of now and then. She has lied to him about stuff like how many guys she’s slept with in her life, and she has cheated on him a few times over the years.

One day she and Mike got into a fight before she went to work. Her co-worker John always flirted with her, and that night Cheryl told John that she didn’t care about Mike or their relationship anymore. That night after work, Cheryl followed John into his car and flirted with him until, with a smirk on her face, she leaned down in his seat and took his cock out of his pants. She sucked on John’s big cock for an hour, hearing her phone buzzing the whole time, knowing it was Mike trying to call her. She didn’t care at all and sucked that big hard cock until John put his hand on her head, and held her mouth down on him while he blew his entire load into her mouth. He felt how she kept sucking his dick while he was nutting, and she swallowed all his cum and ate it. When he was finished, she just sat up, wiped some cum off her lips, and looked at her phone.

She texted her boyfriend, “Hey! Stuck in traffic. Be home in a bit!”

John looked at Cheryl and said, “Why are you still with that guy?”

Cheryl said, “Because he’s got money! And because he’s dumb and won’t even realize when I go home that I just ate some other guy's cum tonight”

She went back to Mike’s apartment and just watched tv with him like nothing happened. He never found out about it.

Another time she cheated on Mike was when she was pissed off at him, and she wanted to mess around with John again after work. In the back of his car in the dark parking lot, Cheryl found out about John’s ass fetish. He told her exactly what he wanted to do to her, and she did it submissively and loved it. John had her in the backseat with her pants pulled down around her ankles and had her face down and ass up. He got behind her, spread her perky tight ass cheeks, and went down and licked her entire ass crack with his tongue. He loved the musky scent of her sweaty asshole as he pressed his nose on her puckered-up butthole and sniffed it so hard as he was jerking off his cock. This sexual attention and felt like such a dirty girl. She pressed her ass back on John’s face because she knew he liked it. That cheating episode with John ended with him licking her ass until he jacked onto her butthole. Cheryl knew all she had to do was pull her panties back up her legs, and Mike would never even find out what she did that night.

The biggest lie that Cheryl told Mike is how she doesn’t want to have any, the truth is, just not with him. It has been a big fight between the couple in the past year. Mike really wants to have a child and start a family with Cheryl but she always made excuses.

Cheryl’s boyfriends and hookups in her life have only ever been white guys. She likes to be very submissive during sex and has let many guys use her hard in the past. Right after she turned 18, she went to a college party with her friend. She got really *****, and this older guy at the party took her upstairs with him. She remembers losing her anal virginity that night as he fucked her in the ass. Then he laid her on her back, and she let him pull her head off the side of the bed, and fuck her mouth until he blew his load down her throat. But she is very turned on by race play fantasies that she keeps a secret to herself. When Mikes gone on trips for work, she will watch BLACKED RAW videos and masturbate. It brings out that rebellious girl in her, where she feels like it’s naughty, bad, and so risky to fuck a black guy like that. Just thinking about it when she masturbates turns her on, and she gets a sexual rush through her body thinking about having unprotected sex with a big black cock.

Cheryl was able to get a substitute teacher job for the very last day of the year at the local high school. One of the teachers was sick, so they called Cheryl and asked her to come in. She’s never done it before but was super excited to try it. That same Friday, Mike was leaving for a business trip, and was going to be gone for a few days. He was going to drop Cheryl off at the school in the morning, so he could go in and introduce himself and say hi to some of the teachers. Their apartment was right next to the school, so Cheryl could just walk home at the end of the day.

She wanted to look cute, but not too sexy at her job. She wore black skinny jeans that were tight on her long legs, and wrapped around her firm plump ass cheeks, showing off her big thigh gap between her legs. A white button up shirt to look professional, and black open toed high heels. Cheryl has always loved getting attention from men, and loves when guys stare at her feet when she wears her high heel shoes. That’s why she got her foot tattoo, to bring more attention to her feet.

Cheryl and Mike go into the school in the morning and introduce themselves to some of the other teachers they see. All the teachers love Cheryl, saying how she’s so pretty and sweet, and they say how Cheryl and Mike make such a cute couple.

Mike is about to leave for his trip and he says, “Bye babe. I love you! I’ll call you tonight.”

Cheryl is standing by the front door of the school, just staring down at her phone, not even caring what he says to her. She says, “Yeah I have to go.”

Cheryl arrives in her class that she’s about to teach. It’s the last day so she’s only going to make the students watch a video. The bell rings and the students come in and sit down and they see this young looking, tatted up white girl writing her name on the board.

Cheryl says, “Hello class. I kind of have a weird last name, so you can just call me Ms. D. Your teacher’s sick today so I’m the substitute, but don’t worry, you’re just watching a video!”

Trey is 18 years old, a senior, and the tallest black guy on the basketball team. Even though he’s 18, he looks older than that because of his well built body. He walks in the room and can’t believe how sexy this sub is. He is about 6’3, muscular with a toned body, and has a cock bigger than most porn stars. When his penis is soft, it hangs down 10 inches between his legs, always swinging and showing through when he wears basketball shorts or thin sweatpants. But when he’s horny and his cock gets fully erect, it's 11 inches, thick, veiny, slightly curved up, a fat mushroom tip head at the end, and a big hanging ball sack. He looks Cheryl up and down and checks her out. That sexy face, skinny tone body, that wide thigh gap showing between her legs, and those big sexy white feet in her high heels. He sees how she’s all tatted up, and it gives him the impression that she’s a bad girl and likes a little bit of pain.

He leans over to his friend next to him and says, “God damn….I wanna fuck that chick so bad bro. She looks like she’s 20 too. How the hell is she a teacher?”

His buddy Jamal, who is a 18 year old senior also, says back, “Bro I know. Young, pretty pale white girl. God damn. Ask her how old she is, I dare you.”

When Cheryl’s done giving her introduction, she asks if there’s any questions. She sees one of the black boys in the back of the class raise his hand.

She says, “I’m sorry, I don’t know any of you. What’s your name, and what’s your question?”

Trey says, “Hey Ms. D, my name's Trey. I was just wondering how old you are…”

The class laughs because it’s obvious to everyone Trey’s flirting with the new substitute. Cheryl couldn’t help but check out Trey when he stood up. He was so tall with a sexy muscular body for a boy in high school. She can tell how Trey’s staring at her that he likes her. She smiles and likes the attention, making her feel sexy in front of the whole class.

Cheryl says, “Well Trey, I am 31. I don’t feel that old, but I am”

The video starts and Trey and Jamal text on their phones back and forth during class.

Trey texts, “Damn she looks like she’s fucking 20 or something bro”

Jamal texts back later, “Bro…her numbers posted in a contact list on the school’s website.”

He texts Trey her name and the cell number that’s listed on the site. Trey quickly searches her name on Instagram and finds her open profile. He looks through all of Cheryl’s photos in the back of the class, while she’s at the teacher’s desk watching the video.

He can tell she’s a little attention ***** by the photos she posts. Tons of seductive, sexy looking selfies, and he finds a pic of her in her bathing suit, and sees even more tattoos on her body, including the full side tattoo of the pin up girl on Cheryl’s right side.

Trey texts Jamal the pic and says, “Bro, I wanna fuck this bitch so bad. Look at this shit….Tonight I’m gonna text her cell and send a video of my dick. I wanna see what she says.”

Jamal texts back, “FUCKING DO IT! haha. Do you know if she has a boyfriend?”

Trey texts, “Yeah there’s a few recent pics of her with some white guy. How much do you wanna bet though that this chick is a slut?”

The class was over and the bell rings. As Trey is getting up to walk out of the class, he’s checking out Cheryl the whole time.

He walks up to her and says, “Hey Ms. D., I gotta say you look damn good for being 31. Sexy tats too.”

Cheryl is sitting on the teachers chair with her legs crossed, and her right foot dangling in the air in front of her in her high heel shoe. She notices Trey looking down at her foot when he talks about her tattoos. She can tell by the look in his eyes that this boy is turned on by her feet, and she kinda likes it. She smirks up at him, knowing she’s teasing this boy now, all alone with just him in the classroom. She sticks her foot out a little higher and shows off her foot tattoo to him.

She says, “Yeah this is my latest one. Hurt like hell, but the pain is part of the experience.”

Cheryl gets a big grin and smile on her face showing her pearly white teeth.

She says, “I’m guessing you’re on the basketball team, since you’re like 6 '5. How old are you?”

Trey says, “I’m legal. I’m 18, but I’m way bigger than my age. I’ll see you later Ms. D.”

He makes Cheryl blush and have a big grin on her face because she likes getting hit on like that. He sees her blue eyes and cute smile, and can’t stop thinking about how bad he wants to see those blue eyes look up at him while he lays his big black cock on her face.

Before Cheryl walks home, she stops in the teachers’ lounge and gets a water. There’s an older white male teacher alone in there with her, and he checks Cheryl out. He was not attractive at all, and she did not want anything to do with him.

He walks up to her and says, “Hey….you the new substitute? I’m Mark. Hi.”

Cheryl looks at this guy with her bitch face, and just ignores him like he’s nothing. She can tell he’s some loser old white guy and doesn’t even wanna pretend to be interested in him.

Mark says, “Hey I saw you today, and was wondering if I can take you out to dinner? You’re gorgeous.”

Cheryl looks at this guy again, and kind of laughs under her breath.

She says, “Um no. I have a boyfriend. And you’re totally not my type anyways. See ya.”

Cheryl walks out of the room feeling so powerful with how she just turned down that older white guy. She thinks to herself how 5 minutes ago she was just flirting with a black boy in her class, and she wouldn’t even give that white guy a minute of her time. She laughs and walks down the hall.

Once she’s gone, Mark says to himself, “Fucking bitch…”

Cheryl leaves the school and has a smirk on her face, thinking about how she felt so young again like she was in high school when she was flirting with Trey at the end of the class. She knew if she had the chance she’d probably fuck him. She thinks about his tall muscular body, and how he’s in shape and could probably fuck for hours without getting tired. It makes her think about the BLACKED RAW videos. She always imagined herself in those videos when she masterbates to them, and she can totally imagine Trey being one of those big sexy black guys.

It’s late on that Friday night, and Cheryl’s alone in her boyfriend’s apartment. She knows Mike will probably call her to talk before he goes to sleep in his hotel room. She thinks it’s kind of funny how he still tries to call her when he’s gone on his trips. Most of the time she never answers his calls, and just makes up some lie about how she was busy and forgot. She watches tv on the sofa, and is dressed in short red booty shorts, and a black tank top that she wears to bed. Suddenly, her phone buzzes and she thinks it’s probably a text from Mike telling her good night. She opens the text and it’s an unknown number.

The text says, “Hey Ms. D. It’s Trey from school. This is what was hanging between my legs during class while I was checking you out today…”

He texts Cheryl a video of him in his room. He’s holding his hard black cock and smacking it in the palm of his hand, making loud smacking sounds with it. Cheryl can’t believe this video. She’s kind of in shock, but once the video ends, she restarts it and watches it again.

She says to herself, “Holy shit….”

She sees Trey’s long, thick black dick. Veins popping out on the shaft, thick mushroom head at the end of it, and how his cock curves up a little bit. She imagines what that would feel like, that curve, just rubbing her pussy walls deep in her.

She sits there thinking about what to do. She knows she shouldn’t be texting this boy from school, but that narcissistic, selfish side of her takes over. She thinks that Mike won’t find out. She just wants to have some fun and flirt a little bit.

Cheryl texts back, “First of all Trey, how did you get my number haha? Second, why are you sending me videos of your Big Black Cock haha?”

Trey reads Cheryl’s text and when he sees how she said Big Black Cock, he knows for sure she watches interracial porn and is probably a huge slut.

He texts back, “Don’t worry how I got your number haha. I think you’re a fucking sexy little snowbunny, and I gotta show you what I’m packing.”

He sends Cheryl another video of him swinging his big cock around while he has her Instagram photos on his computer screen.

Cheryl sees his big, long dick swinging around like it’s a black bat between his legs, smacking his thighs and chest. She sees her photos in the background and thinks how this boy went to the trouble of searching for her number and Instagram page, and that turns her on.

Wanting to flirt more with him, Cheryl texts, “Not gonna lie, that things fucking huge haha. Way bigger than my boyfriends…”

She wonders if by dropping the hint that she has a boyfriend it will make him back off. She hopes he doesn’t care. It would be a huge turn on for her if Trey wanted her to cheat. Her pussy starts to get wet in her tight booty shorts as she feels the adrenaline rush from the thought of cheating.

Trey texts, “I saw those pics of you and your white boyfriend. I bet he’s got a tiny dick haha. Nothing compared to my 11 inches.”

Cheryl read 11 inches and is impressed, but she acts like a tease to Trey and and says, “No way you’re 11 inches haha”

Trey texts back, “Oh yeah haha? I bet it's bigger than that cute white face of yours Ms. D. I bet if I lay my cock on your face, my balls would be on your chin, and the tip of my dick would be above your hair haha”

Cheryl reads how he described laying his big black cock on her face, and it turns her on imaging that. She bites her lower lip because she’s so turned on right now.

She still likes being a little tease to him, and texts, “Yeah right haha. It ain’t that big hehe”

Trey can tell by how she’s still flirting with him and texting back and forth like this that he can break this bitch down and fuck her.

He texts back, “Let me prove it to you. What’s you doing tonight…?”

Things are getting a little more serious now, but Cheryl still wants more. She’s biting her lip, smiling, while she’s flirting with this black boy from school.

She texts, “I’m just chilling alone tonight at my boyfriend’s apartment watching tv….”

Trey is stroking his cock while looking at her pics, and texting back and forth. Looking at a pic of her from her Instagram where she’s in a short dress and high heels. He’s slowly working his cock head, staring at her, and thinking about how bad he wants to get her pregnant. That horny animalistic instinct in him takes over, and makes him want to breed this sexy pale white teacher so bad.

He texts back, “Give me your address Ms. D. Let me come over and prove it to you…. Do it.”

Cheryl reads that text and sits there for a few minutes just thinking. She is so turned on right now flirting with this black boy, and wants to just say fuck it and do this. She also thinks about what if she gets caught. What if Mike finds out somehow, or people at the school find out. She bites her lower lip, smiling, and just says fuck it. She texts Trey her address.

Trey texts back, “I’m leaving right now.”

Once Cheryl reads that text, she can’t believe this is really happening. She has so much adrenaline running through her body, but she’s so turned on right now too. She runs to the bedroom and strips naked, and just puts on a short yellow dress that comes to her upper thighs. No panties, no bra, and she’s barefoot. She checks out herself in the mirror, and puts some eyeliner on. She sees how sexy she looks in her short dress, and she knows when she doesn’t put any panties on that she’s gonna fuck this boy.

She looks at herself in the mirror and smirks, and she says, “You bad girl.”

She has thoughts of BLACKED RAW videos when she looks at herself in the mirror, thinking about what she’s gonna do tonight.

A short amount of time goes by, and Cheryl opens the door when Trey arrives. They look at each other with a little smirk on each other’s faces.

Trey says, “Hey Ms. D.”

Cheryl responds with just, “Hey…”, but she’s got a big grin on her face as Trey walks in her boyfriend’s apartment and she locks the door.

She’s almost twice this boy's age, but now that she’s not in her high heels, she’s so short compared to this huge, tall black boy. Trey came over wearing thin sweat pants and a tank top. He’s not even wearing boxers because he knew there’s no point, he was probably going to fuck this chick. And he didn’t bother to bring a condom either.

Now that Trey is actually here for real, Cheryl gets a little nervous, and part of her is thinking to herself if she should really do this.

She says, “So, do you wanna like sit and watch tv or something?”

She sits on the sofa in the living room, but Trey doesn’t sit. He slowly walks up to Cheryl as she’s sitting there, and he stands in front of her, looking down at her. He loves that she’s barefoot. He looks at her big, skinny white sexy feet and knows that they would give him an amazing foot job. That gorgeous sexy white face looking up makes him think about how bad he wants to fuck her brains out.

Trey looks down at Cheryl and says, “So what? You think I’m lying about my size Ms. D?”

Trey is grabbing his cock through his sweatpants while looking at her.

Cheryl’s whole body is buzzing with adrenaline, and she knows if she does this, there’s no going back.

That rebellious girl in her makes her think to herself, *Fuck it. Just do it. I bet I can get away with it haha*

She leans her head back and stares at the ceiling, biting her lower lip. Trey watches her and knows he’s breaking this slut down. Cheryl looks back up at Trey with a smirk on her face and looks down at his hand grabbing his cock through his shorts in front of her.

She leans forward on the sofa and says in a teasing way, “Yea Trey, I don’t think it’s really that big.”

Seeing that sexy little smirk on Cheryl’s face when she says that turns him on so much. It makes Trey’s cock throb, making a tent in his sweatpants with an outline of his huge cock.

He says, “Pull those pants down then Cheryl…I know you wanna be a bad girl with me tonight. Do it.”

Trey grabs his phone out of his pocket, and Cheryl slowly and seductively tugs on his sweatpants, pulling them down, until they fall to the floor. She sits on the edge of the sofa while Trey stands in front of her face, and his hard black cock springs up in the air, free out of his pants. Cheryl’s so close to him, his dick hits her chin when it flips up. She leans her head back a little and sees his big black cock throbbing and bouncing in the air all by itself because he’s so horny.

Cheryl stares at that big black penis right in her face, then looks up and Trey with a face like *Oh Shit….*

Trey reach’s out and runs his fingers through Cheryl’s blonde hair. She feels him grab her hair and pulls her head back to look up at the ceiling.

He says, “I’m about to prove I’m fucking right, Cheryl.”

He pulls Cheryl’s head to him and lays his big heavy black cock on her face. His long ball sack hangs under her chin, and his black meat lays on top of her mouth and nose, going up between her eyes. She looks up at Trey with his black cock on her face. She feels the warmth from his penis on her skin, how it flexes, and throbs on her face. And that sweaty, musky smell of his cock and balls fills her nose.

Trey points his phone down at Cheryl and snaps a photo. The photo shows his dick laying on her face. His balls on her chin, and the tip of his cock hanging over top of her forehead. Her blue eyes looked up at the camera when he took it, and it even shows her tattoos showing on her shoulder, arm, and foot in the photo.

Cheryl pulls her face back and says, “Hey, I didn’t say you could take that pic, mister.”

She says it playfully, but she’s kind of serious too because she doesn’t want to get caught. She knows that if anyone saw it at the school, they’d be able to recognize it’s her from her tattoos.

She says, “Don’t show that to anyone, ok? I’m serious.”

Trey just says, “Mmmhmmm.”

He reaches and pulls her head back to his cock. He grabs the base of his penis, and gently smacks that heavy black cock on her face playfully. It’s so big and heavy, Cheryl closes her eyes as she gets her face smacked by that cock.

Trey says, “I told you I was fucking right. I knew my cock was bigger than your cute fucking face.”

Cheryl pulls her head away again, looks up at him with a smirk and says, “I knew it was this big from your videos you bad boy. Maybe I was just teasing you, and wanted to get this beautiful black penis over to my place.”

Trey grabs her head and pulls it back to his cock and says, “Get that face over here.”

Trey holds her head and starts rubbing his cock up and down on her face, and then he pushes her nose and mouth down to his big ball sack. Cheryl feels a little humiliated right now, being treated like she’s his bitch, but at the same time she’s so turned on by this. Mike is nothing like this. His skinny little white dick is 3 inches hard. He doesn’t have the cock to pleasure her, and he doesn’t take control during sex like she needs and wants as a woman.

While Trey is rubbing his big sweaty cock on her face, he feels the cold hair from Cheryl’s nostrils sniff his ball sack. He hears her do it too.

He says, “Oh you nasty little hoe. Sniff those fucking balls.”

That sweaty, musky cock smell is so manly and turns Cheryl on, and she hears how horny he sounds when he says that. She smirks knowing she’s turning him on. Trey grabs the end of his dick and rubs his cock head above her head, as Cheryl is under his big cock, sniffing his balls. She opens her mouth and Trey feels Cheryl put one of his balls in her mouth and starts sucking on it. He works his cock head in his hand while looking down at her sucking on his nut. She gently pulls her head back until his nut pops out of her mouth. She looks up at with that cute smile of hers.

Trey says, “Wash those fucking balls with your mouth, hoe.”

Cheryl is so turned on by being submissive like this, and she licks all over his hanging ball sack. She puts the other nut in her mouth and sucks on it. Cheryl is tasting his sweaty, salty balls, and is not disgusted by it at all.
Trey wants to see her cute face with his cock in her mouth, so he says, “Open your mouth”.

Cheryl looks up at him and opens her mouth ready to suck on his big beautiful black penis. He bends his dick down and puts the head of his cock in Cheryl’s mouth, and she closes those lips around it and starts sucking. She loves the feeling of sucking on a big hard cock. It is like a stress reliever for Cheryl to feel a big hard penis in her mouth, and suck on it like a baby sucking her bottle. That’s why she cheated on Mike a few years ago and sucked her coworkers dick in his car.

Trey takes his shirt off, while she grabs his thick penis with both of her little white hands, all while keeping the cock head in her mouth. It’s so long and thick she can grab it with both of her hands and stroke the shaft as she sucks on the tip. Trey just stands there looking down at this sexy white hoe twisting her hands on his shaft as she’s sucking hard on the cock head. She’s good at sucking cock, and even sticks the tip of her tongue in his slit on his cock head. She can taste his precum from his hole as she teasingly flicks her tongue.

He leans his head back, staring at the ceiling, and says, “Ooooohhh shiiiiiiiiitttt. Fuuuuck yeeaaa bitch. Good girl.”

His cock is rock hard and fully erected after her teasing his slit like that. It drove him wild, and he wants to fuck her mouth so bad, and see how much she can swallow.

Trey says, “Hands down…”.

Cheryl puts her hands down by her side on the sofa, still with the tip of his penis in her mouth. Trey runs both of his hands through her silky blonde hair and grips it tight. Then he pulls her mouth down as he pushes his cock in her mouth. It’s so thick and big, it fills her mouth up and hits the back of her tongue, trying to go into her throat. He hits her gag reflex, and she coughs, gagging on his cock that’s trying to go down her throat. Cheryl instinctively reaches her hands up to his cock to try to pull it out of her mouth.

Trey just says, “Hands down, bitch.”

Cheryl puts her hands back down to her side like she’s his slave.

He gets a tighter grip on her hair and starts fucking her mouth with his big dick. Pulling her mouth down on his cock while he’s thrusting his hips into her head. His black dick is so long, when it’s hitting her throat and can’t go down, his cock is bending as he’s trying to push it further. He knows his cock is too big for her throat, but he loves how wet and tight her mouth feels, and he just does it a little longer. Hearing the wet gurgling noises Cheryl makes, when he goes just a little bit too far, and she coughs with his dick in her mouth. He pulls his cock out and it’s covered in spit and drool. A string of spit is connecting her lips to his cock, as it's throbbing in the air in front of her face. She looks up at Trey and her eyes are watery from her gag reflex.

Trey is so horny now with his wet cock twitching in the air, he says, “Take that dress off. Show me that white pussy.”

Cheryl wipes the spit off her lips and chin. She is so horny she doesn’t even think about Mike at all as she lifts her dress up and pulls it off her. She sits back on the sofa and puts both of her feet up on the edge of the seat. She spreads her feet apart and opens her legs, showing Trey her bald wet pussy.

Trey sees more tattoos she has on her pale skin, and it turns him on even more. That huge pin up girl tattoo on her side, and he sees her perky, tiny little titties on her chest. Her tits are so cute and not saggy at all. She has hard pink nipples poking out on her tits like little pink erasers. Cheryl sits on the sofa, biting her lower lip in anticipation, looking up at Trey. He stands there, looking at her body as he strokes his big cock.

Trey gets down on his knees on the floor in front of her and sees her pussy up close. Cheryl’s so horny and aroused that her pussy lips are so thick and puffy. Her body is making her labia lips get big like that to protect her vagina during sex. Cheryl has her legs spread apart, and it makes her pussy spread open like a flower, ******** the wet, pink tender flesh inside her white pussy. Her clit sticking out at the top, and her vaginal hole so small and ******* to Trey. He can tell her pussy is gonna be a tight grip on his cock.

Trey leans down and puts his big wet lips on her pussy. He licks it from her vaginal hole, all the way up to her clit in one big wet lick with his tongue. That one big wet lick makes Cheryl moan. He loves the smell and taste of this white pussy, and does sloppy wet licks all over it. Then he puts his big lips over her clit, slurping on that erected little sensitive button of hers.

When Trey sucks on her clit like that, Cheryl’s head falls back in the seat. She stares at the ceiling, moaning, and breathing heavy. His wet mouth is sucking on her entire pussy and it’s driving her wild. Then suddenly Trey pulls her ass out to the very edge of the sofa and pushes her legs back onto her. Cheryl’s legs are bent at the knees, with her feet over her head. She reaches up and grabs her toes to hold her legs back. This makes her stick her ass out even more. Trey goes lower and presses his big wet tongue on her asshole and swirls all around it, then presses his lips on her butthole, kissing it. Cheryl looks down between her legs, and just sees Trey’s upper head.

She says, “Ohhhh shiiiiitt…”

She holds onto her feet above her head and her toes curl up in her fingers. Cheryl hasn’t gotten her ass eaten out like this since she let her coworker do it to her that one night. Mike thinks ass play is gross, but Cheryl loves it.

Trey does another big wet lick from her asshole, all the way to her clit. Then gets back down to make out with that tight, puckered up little butthole. He knows she’s a dirty girl that likes her ass eaten.

Trey pulls his head away and they’re both so horny now.

Trey looks right into Cheryl’s eyes and says, “I wanna cum in this white pussy so bad. You’re so fucking sexy Cheryl. Are you on birth control?”

Cheryl wants to fuck so bad now, even with all the consequences that could happen from it. She thinks that even if she did get pregnant from tonight, the fuck session that she’s about to receive from that huge cock will be worth it.

She feels so submissive and sexy with him, she smiles and says, “No I’m not…”

Trey stands up and lifts Cheryl to her feet. He picks her up and puts her over his shoulder. Her head hangs off the back of him, and her ass and legs are in front of him. She’s so petite and light he picks her up easily. He carries her like she’s a trophy that he won, and now he gets to do whatever he wants with her. He starts walking down the hallway to the bedroom he sees. Cheryl’s feelings and thoughts about Mike and any consequences are all out of her head now. She’s so turned on by this dominant masculine black boy that she wants to fuck him so bad. She doesn’t care about getting fucked on the same bed that her boyfriend is gonna sleep in when he comes back.

Trey drops her on the bed, and she bounces on it. Cheryl is laying on her back, while Trey stands next to the edge of the bed. He grabs her hips and pulls her ass to the edge. He grabs under her knees and pushes her legs back on her, and tells her to hold them. He sees that fat wet pussy spread open between her legs under him, and he spits on his hand and rubs it on the head of his black cock.

Cheryl’s gonna learn that dirty talk turns Trey a lot during sex. He rubs the tip of his thick cock between her fat wet pussy lips, teasing her.

Trey says, “You want me to fuck this white pussy? Huh? You want me to beat this pussy up with my big dick?”

Cheryl holds her legs back as she lays on the bed. There’s no hesitation now in her response. She’s horny and she’s had race play fantasies for so long, and she’s wanted to say this for years.

She says, “I want you to fuck me with your big black cock and cum inside me.”

Hearing her say that in her cute little voice drives Trey wild. He thinks how this slut doesn’t care if she gets pregnant, and how that’s so fucking hot. He pushes the fat tip of his penis in her vaginal hole, and he feels it stretch around his thick cock. His dick slides in her wet tight pussy, and Cheryl lays her head back on the bed, staring straight up.

She says, “Oooooohhhh yesssssss. I wanna feel it deep inside me.”

Now that his cocks in her pussy, he grabs both of her ankles and holds her legs open in the air. Feeling that tight pussy grip on his dick, he just overpowers her and makes her pussy keep stretching out. Working his hips back and forth, he fucks her and his black cock is already getting soaked in her pussy juice.

He loves seeing her big white feet up in the air as she gets fucked. He finally sees the soles of her feet and they’re so sexy. She has long, skinny feet with a big sexy arch on them. Long skinny toes, and the soles of her feet are clean, with pink and pale skin tones on her soles. He holds her ankles and brings one of her feet up to his face as he fucks her. He presses her toes on his nose and sniffs her toes, then licks all over the soft, smooth sole and arch of her foot. Then he puts those toes in his mouth and sucks on them as he looks down at her as she gets fucked. He gets so turned on by her feet it makes his cock rock hard. It feels like a thick pole is fucking her pussy.

He says, “Sexy fucking feet, MMMMMmmmm”.

He switches legs and pulls the other foot up to his face. He’s so horny now he buries his nose underneath her long skinny white toes, and he starts sniffing her foot so hard while he fucks her. He sniffs her foot and feels her toes curling up on his face. It turns him so much he almost nuts, and has to stop for a few seconds.

He pulls her foot away and holds her legs open, and leans down over top of her as he fucks her. Bucking his hips, doing a nice hard rhythm with his cock strokes. Her pussy is deeper than her mouth, and he’s going balls deep. Feeling how much looser her pussy feels now, he knows he’s working it out. Her pussy is so wet, and he’s stuffing it full of dick, and it’s making loud, wet queef sounds because his cocks pushes all the air out of her pussy. He’s leaning over her, looking down at her gorgeous face, watching it contort as she gets fucked by him. She screams and he feels her pussy clamp down on his dick as he makes her cum. Her hands push on his chest, trying to signal him to slow down after her orgasm, but he fucks right through her orgasm and keeps making her take that dick.

He hears Cheryl’s cute little whimpers as he’s smashing her pussy, and seeing her face and those noises she’s making almost makes him cum again.

He pulls his cock out and stops and says, “Fuck, you almost made me nut”

Trey is leaning down over top of Cheryl, and she pulls his face to hers and starts making out with him. They shove their tongues in each other’s mouths, and kiss passionately. Cheryl uses one of her hands and grabs his big wet cock that’s throbbing in the air above her pussy.

She slowly strokes it and says, “You want to get me pregnant, don’t you bad boy?”

Hearing this older white teacher say that drives Trey wild.

Trey says, “Fuck yes, you sexy little bitch. You want me to fuck a baby in you? What would your boyfriend think about that?”

Cheryl has an evil little grin on her face and says, “I’ll just lie to him for 9 months and say it’s his. I bet I could make up some lie and tell him I was r*foot by a black guy and don’t remember anything.”

Trey gets so turned on by how naughty this white girl is. She knows that she’s sexy and she can manipulate men and get whatever she wants. From rich guys giving her money, to alpha male men with big cocks giving her the sex that she needs. Trey wants to use and abuse this white slut and make her have his black baby.

He flips her over on the bed. She’s lying flat on her stomach in the prone position, and Trey sees that big pale white ass, and her bird tattoo on her upper back. This is the breeding position because he can fuck her hard and make himself nut.

Cheryl lays on the bed, her body shiny wet from the sweat on her. She’s never had sex like this, and she loves it. Trey looks down at her and sees this vulnerable white slut, and his cock is throbbing. He climbs on her back and uses his feet to push her legs apart on the bed and keep them spread open. He grabs Mike's pillow on the bed and puts it under Cheryl’s stomach so her back arches a little and her ass sticks up.

Trey rubs his cock on her pussy again, leans down by Cheryl’s head and says, “I’m gonna cum in this white pussy.”

Cheryl’s only thought is fucking him, and nothing else.

She says, “I want your cum in me, Trey…”

Hearing her say that drives him wild, and he slides his cock back in her fuck hole and puts his hands on the bed like he’s in a push up position. He combines thrusting his hips with his cock, and slamming his body weight down on her that makes this position a deeper, harder fuck. Slamming his cock in her pussy, smashing her, so his balls are smacking her clit. She grips the bed sheets and whimpers as she takes his 11 inch penis deep in her pussy.

In this new position, Cheryl can feel the curve in his penis digging in and rubbing her wet, ribbed vaginal walls deep inside of her. It makes her toes curl up in the bed sheets, and she bites the pillow by her head.

Trey is making horny animalistic groans and grunts as he fucks, because it feels so good for him when he can pound her deep and hard like he wants.

He keeps slamming his body weight down into her ass, and says, “Take that dick, you fucking bitch. Take that dick.”

He feels his big hot load getting built up, and he grabs Cheryl’s hair into a ponytail in one hand, and he pulls her head back. Cheryl’s head gets yanked back and he rides her hard. Trey looks next to the bed and sees a photo of her and Mike. Trey thinks about how he’s fucking this white guy’s girl behind his back and he’s gonna get her pregnant probably. That gets him so close to cumming, thinking about what he’s doing to her.

Trey’s fucking Cheryl hard and says in a loud voice, “You want me to breed this white pussy, hoe? Huh? Say it! Say you want to be a baby mama!”

Cheryl is so caught up in the moment too and doesn’t hesitate at all and says, “MMMMmmmm fuuuuck yessss Trey…. Mmmm cum in my pussy. I wanna have your babies!”

Trey’s load is built up in the tip of his cock, and he was edging himself while she said that. He pounds Cheryl’s pussy a few more times, then feels his hot cum about to explode.

He says, “I’m gonna fucking cum!”

Trey grunts and moans like an animal as his black cock starts squirting out heavy thick wads of his nut into Cheryl’s pussy. He keeps his dick balls deep, and she can feel it inside of her body as it is squirting out and splashing against her cervix at the end of her pussy. Trey had a pent up load, and it’s about 10 big squirts until he milked it all out of his cock. He keeps his cock inside of Cheryl as he’s over top of her, holding her down on the bed. Letting the orgasmic tingling rush run through his body from head to toe.

Cheryl lays there exhausted, with her head laying on the bed. She’s out of breath too, laying there looking at the pictures of her and Mike on the dresser.

She breathes heavily and says, “Oh my god…. wow…. You fucked my brains out, Trey.”

Trey pulls out of her and his dicks getting soft, but it’s still a big, long cock that swings between his legs. His black penis is covered in white creamy cum from both of them. He stands up next to the bed and Cheryl rolls over on her back, still trying to catch her breath. He just looks her over head to toe, thinking about how sexy she looks. She’s hot and sweaty laying on the bed, and he can see all of her tattoos all over her body. He looks at her long skinny legs laying on the bed, her big feet hanging off the side, and he looks at her flat stomach and imagines her with a big pregnant belly.

He says, “That felt so fucking good. I blew so hard in you.”

Cheryl lifts her head up off the bed and looks at Trey and says, “Yeah I know, I could fucking feel your cum hitting my cervix.”

She gets up off the bed and slowly stands up, because her legs are still weak and wobbly.

She says, “I’m gonna take a quick shower. You can get something to drink and watch tv if you want.”

Cheryl walks by Trey on her way to the bathroom, and when she’s next to him, Trey spanks her big white ass with his hand.

Trey says, “Sexy fucking ass.”

Cheryl’s pale white booty jiggles, and she looks back over her shoulder to Trey and smirks at him as she walks to the bathroom.

She gets in the bathroom and looks at herself in the mirror. Her hair is messed up, and she has the typical look of a girl that just got fucked. Her body is still buzzing with adrenaline as she thinks again about what she did tonight. It was the best sex of her life. She was so turned on, finally acting out her race play fantasies in bed. It turned her on so much to say to him while he fucked her that she wanted to have his babies. But now that the rush is gone, she gets a little worried about actually getting pregnant.

She just tells herself in her head, *Ok…I’m gonna get my period in 2 weeks, it’ll be fine. It’ll be ok.*

She gets out of the shower and walks out in her towel to the living room, but doesn’t see Trey anywhere.

She looks around, then grabs her cell phone and texts Trey, “Hey…Thanks for saying goodbye I guess….”

She realizes that he just left and ghosted her.

Trey knew he was leaving to go to an out of state college in one week. He knew when he left the apartment that he would never see her again, and he doesn’t even care if she gets pregnant. He won’t have to worry about it. To him, Cheryl was just a sexy white bitch that he wanted to fuck and cum in her like he marked his territory, and he knows he’s going to do the same thing with tons of younger girls at the college he’s going to.

Cheryl sits on the same sofa from earlier and is a little depressed. She feels so used right now, and it pisses her off that she was the one that got taken advantage of. Her phone buzzes, and she picks it up to look at what Trey responded back with. It’s a message from Mike. She just ignores his message and sits there thinking about what she just did. With a little smirk on her face, she bites her lower lip thinking about how much of a adrenaline rush this was. It was the best sex of her life, and a rush of excitement knowing it was wrong and risky, and she kind of wanted more.

She texts Mike back saying, "Hey I'm going out for a bit, I have to go get something..."

She got dressed and went out to the store to buy a Plan B pill, because she didn't want to risk getting pregnant and caught.

Blonde whore in my car..

perfect little slut in the car

I went for my regular TS whore blowjob as drunk and high as usual... next thing I know is a dominant ugly shemale smashing my asshole, it hurts a lot since she has a hook shape fat dick. She has to use 2 condoms to finish as the first one came out full of my shit. Then she runs out of my car as I ask her to suck her a few...pity :) My wife have no idea ;-)

THIS IS A GREAT STORY

Beth ran one hand through her thick mane of auburn hair, absent mindedly biting her full, lower lip as she looked through the brochures on the coffee table. The salesman leaned back on the couch a bit to allow him a better view into the gap between the buttons on her blouse as her chest strained the fabric. I noticed him grin slightly, his approval at something I had known about Beth since we married two years before...that Beth was a beauty.At 5'7" and 125 pounds, Beth had height and hair of a fashion model, but with the wholesome face of the 'girl next door', and a figure that was all woman...long, tapered legs, gently curving hips and rounded ass, smallish waist, and full breasts, nestled snugly in their 36d cups, which incidentally was where this salesman's eyes were riveted now. Her best feature, though, was something not visible to anyone but myself prior to this day. Beth had the nicest tits I'd ever seen before, full, round, firm and that was obvious. But her nipples, more specifically the aureole surrounding the nipple, would swell as she became aroused. The silver dollar sized area actually protruded slightly from her breast, like plump strawberries, and was extremely sensitive. I knew that no man had seen them before, as Beth's strict Catholic upbringing had caused her to retain her virginity until our wedding day. Our sex life was great for me, having a beautiful woman like her to myself, but she had some difficulty reaching orgasm. It concerned me more than her, though, and she frequently said that it wasn't that important to her, that she loved me regardless, etc. All that put me at ease until today, as I stood outside the back window of our home looking in.I'd been busting my ass trying to establish clientele in the sales job I had, working long hours, coming home late, and pooping out after dinner. This afternoon, I'd had a particularly rough day, and decided to knock off early. I noticed another car in the drive as I pulled up, so I parked on the street, and walked to the back of the house. From the covered patio in back, you can see into the living room from a window there, and I saw the salesman then.He was an extremely handsome guy, I had to admit, with dark hair, tall, and what seemed like a muscular build. I could sense that Beth found him attractive too, by the body language....little things, like the way she looked at him as he spoke, the way she leaned in slightly when he made a joke, stuff like that. Beth was wearing a light cotton sun dress that buttoned up the front, and clung nicely to her upper body. The skirt part was about knee length, but sitting as she was, had ridden up half her thigh. I was just going to go in, but something made me stop short for a moment and just look...something about the way his eyes moved over her legs and chest. I stood and watched.Beth had made coffee, and the salesman settled back on the couch and draped his left arm on the couch back, sipping and checking out my wife as she shuffled through some of his brochures. As she leaned back on the couch, it happened. He put his cup down, casually turned her face toward his with his left hand and leaned in to kiss her on the mouth, while his right hand came up to clamp onto her left breast! I couldn't believe it! Beth pushed him away, shocked, saying "What are you doing...stop, I'm a married woman" but he had her arms pinned as he leaned in on her, kissing her, and continued fondling her chest. I stiffened, thinking "Holy Shit, this guy is going to rape my wife!". I wanted to run in and stop him there, but it kind of struck me that Beth didn't seem like she was in all that much distress. Don't get me wrong, she writhed and protested, but I wouldn't say she was fighting for her life or anything. She didn't scream out, it was more like a plea, "no" she said quietly, like a weak attempt to fend off the inevitable.He began unbuttoning her dress from the top, and kissed her lips, face, cheeks and neck while he did. I heard him talking to her, telling her she was beautiful, that he wanted her. Beth struggled, still telling him "stop, no....please..." but he had leverage on her and successfully pinned her against the couch back. They continued their unorthodox wrestling match, and he continued on her buttons until he had her dress unbuttoned to mid waist, at which point he peeled the garment to one side and Beth's bra-covered breast popped out. I could see the white fabric strain as her chest heaved from the exertion, the excitement, or both! He kneaded and pinched the large jug while still hidden in its lacy cup, all the while nibbling her neck and ears. She held his head in her hands and tried to push his face away. As he kissed his way down her neck, he dipped his right hand into her exposed bra and scooped her tit from its cup.He cradled the globe in his right hand as if he were weighing a melon at the market, and the side of his thumb grazed roughly over her swelling nipple. He pulled away for a moment to look at the heavy tit, then with a throaty moan, his mouth clamped onto her breast. I could see Beth's legs stiffen, and her face was a picture of panic as she looked left, then right, then left again as if trying to find a place to hide. Her breathing was ragged as she muttered "Oh Jesus, oh, I...oh shit....". The tit sucking was beginning to get to her, though, and her eyes finally rolled back into her head and she seemed to suck in her breath as he sucked in her nipple. She no longer pushed his face away, but just cradled it there, frozen, with her lips formed into a perfect "O" as he moaned and licked away. He broke contact and came back up to kiss her neck and lips. Beth seemed to have surrendered, and I was shocked to see her no longer fight him, but to return his kiss!My heart was racing as I watched. I reached into my pants and pulled out my dick and began to stroke my hard on. The salesman kissed her mouth deeply now, and Beth kissed him back as he continued handling her left tit. Sensing her submission, he relaxed his grip, and drew circles over her breast, lightly tickling the skin before pinching the nipple in his fingers. His right hand lowered and landed on her knee, and Beth twitched. He tried to stroke the inside of her thigh, but she pushed his hand away, telling him no, that she was married, that they can't, that it wasn't right, that they shouldn't be doing this. Three times she pushed his hand away, and three times he tried again. With each attempt, though, he got a little further, his hand inching up her inner thigh, and although she pleaded , I could see her knees parting a bit more each time until the white 'vee' of her cotton panties was visible. At last he hit the mark!! Beth's legs opened wide and she moaned deeply as he tickled her mound from the outside of her panties. I knew then that the inevitable would happen...this stranger would fuck my wife, while I stood by and watched.The thought of another man doing Beth had really never crossed my mind before. I mean, I knew that she was very desirable, and that men had made advances toward her, some gentlemanly, and others crude, but she always shrugged them off and was unfailing in her loyalty to me. Why today was different, I don't know....was it my job, and the neglect it put on her needs? Was it something I misunderstood about our marriage? Was it the very good looking guy, whose bold advances stirred some pent up desire in my bride? I wasn't quite sure about the reason, but I found myself frozen to the ground, my fly down with a raging boner in my hands while another man was stroking my beloved's most private parts! The salesman took his time as he caressed her cotton-covered slit. He brazenly grabbed her leg inside her knee and pulled it up onto his lap to spread her almost obscenely wider. He stroked her thighs from knee to crotch, lighting there for a time as Beth moaned like a bitch in heat, before moving on to stroke the other thigh. He kept whispering to her, but I couldn't make out what he was saying. By the time he actually pulled aside the fabric of her panties, her lips were swollen, her hips were grinding, and as he inserted his finger into her she groaned loudly into his mouth. He moved slowly, pushing his finger in, withdrawing to rub her clit for a bit, then pushing in again. The stranger moved his hand around the back side of her hip and slid into her panties from the top to grab her ass. He then slid off of the couch and onto his knees on the floor between her open thighs, and as he went down, he slid the panties down her legs and tossed them aside. I had to admit it was a smooth move, and I squeezed my prick as I watched.Beth had never been into oral sex, wouldn't let me even try, and she sat up a bit as if to resist as the stranger opened her legs to lick her pussy, but he had her by the back of her calves, and he simply parted her legs and latched onto her gash. The move seemed to take her by surprise, and she cried out a little as his mouth landed on her exposed mound, but it was definitely a cry of joy. The salesman worked her snatch, and I could see his head moving up and down as he held her legs up and open by the backs of her knees. Eventually, he moved his hands off her legs, and I expected her to try to kick away, but instead she wrapped them around his neck of her own accord. He brought his hands up and finished unbuttoning her sun dress, splaying the garment open as he reached around to unfasten her bra. Beth shrugged her shoulders as the dress and bra straps fell aside, and the man filled his hands with her tit flesh. He paused to glance up at her, sprawled back on the couch totally naked, her thick hair messed, her breasts full, heaving, and the aureola swollen, her belly rising and falling in rapid breaths. "Very nice, Beth" he said softly, before resuming his feast. Beth came hard, squeezing his head as her fingers tightened in his dark hair.

The salesman got up and slowly removed his shirt and tie. The guy liked doing everything slow, and Beth just lay there looking up at him. He took off the shirt, and I could tell that my wife liked what she saw. The guy was built, with a muscular back, neck and arms. He unzipped his pants, slid them down and kicked them off and stood before her in his boxers. He reached down, guided her hand to the waistband and said "You do it, Beth". Beth sat up straight on the couch with her head about waist high to him and pulled them down. I couldn't see because his back was to me, but I heard her kind of gasp and mumble something unintelligible. I could see her hand come up to his prick, but my view was obstructed. He placed his hands on her head and moved foreword, like he wanted his dick sucked. I heard Beth say "I...I never..." , but he spoke quietly to her, saying "It's ok...just open your lips....that's it, Beth...use your tongue...that's very good".I was pissed because I could NEVER get her to do that. I heard Beth's muffled gurgles, then saw as the salesman withdraw and kick his boxers from his ankles, and it was then that I saw it, got a glimpse of his cock, about 10 inches of thick meat, hanging semi-flaccid from his crotch....It was fucking huge, the biggest thing I'd ever seen, let alone Beth. She just stared at it, mesmerized as he stepped up again. Beth came foreword on the couch to meet him as he stood between her legs, her first attempts at cocksucking getting bolder. She held the organ in her small fingers, which made the thing look even that much bigger, and kissed it along its length, her tongue stabbing at it as it grew. I heard him tell her to stick out her tongue and he began to move his hips as Beth bathed the shaft from one side, like she was licking an ear of corn (his cock being almost as thick), the huge erection sliding back and forth across her lips. He told her "lick my balls, please Beth". Could you believe it!! Please, he was asking her!! And I'll be damned if Beth didn't lean down and lick them. He reached down and took his prick by the base, and began to slowly rub its length along her face while she tongued his scrotum, covering her cheeks, eyes, nose with her own saliva from his huge sausage. And how did Beth react to this humiliation, this face washing? I saw her small hands come up to clench his muscled ass cheeks and pull him closer as he ground his pelvis into her face!After several minutes of this, the man's cock was fully erect, and Beth could not take her eyes off of its chiseled hardness. It swung to and fro like a batter on deck as he instructed my wife to lay back. He told her "I'm going to fuck you now Beth, would you like that?" Beth just stared at his mega-cock, muttered something, and lay back opening herself to him. He climbed on top, supporting himself with one arm and kissed her deeply on the mouth. His other hand grabbed the organ by its root, and he began swabbing its head up and down her wet slit. She moaned into his kiss as the huge head grazed her clit. My wife groaned in ecstasy as he painted her pussy lips with his mighty prick, occasionally dipping a few thick inches into her causing her to just about come off the couch, only to pull back and rub some more. After some time, he slowly sank into her to his full length. Beth's moaning intensified. He didn't move then, just lie there on top, and she groaned loudly and came again. He withdrew slowly, and sank in again. Beth was whimpering, cursing, saying "Oh my God, Oh my..Oh my God....oooh....Fuck....Ohhhh....shit..." He stroked her a few times, then withdrew completely, turned her around like she weighed nothing so that she was on top, straddling him. "Put it in again, Beth" he said, and she did, sliding down on his huge cock. He told her "Slide up here so I can lick your beautiful tits, Beth," and she cooperated fully, offering him each swollen nipple in turn. He covered her globes with his saliva, cradling each tit in his hand as he kneaded, licked and sucked. His face was smothered in her cleavage while she rode his thick prick. I looked down at the measly 5 incher in my hands, and as Beth came for the third time, I came onto the concrete floor.

I love to get up nice and early in the mornings and go for a run. I should probably note here that I havent done a shit in a toilet in close to 2 years. On my morning runs I love to leave a nice surprise for a random person in the form or a fresh steaming pile of my poo. I am not picky about where I leave this gift, but it can often be places such as at the front door of a house, on a car, on a park bench or really just anywhere public.
When I first started this gift giving I used to smear it a lot more but these days I mainly just back them out and then leave, that said I will occasionally still smear it if the situation is right ( smeared some on a houses front door 2 days ago for example ).

It's raining outside and I'm naked in my car... jacking off to porn. I would love to be eating a wet pussy or sucking a hard cock. Message me if you are in the Broken Arrow area.

Confession: I got harassed and groped today, and I liked it

I was walking from campus back to my apartment. Some drunk guy was sitting on the sidewalk, and I must have caught his eye, because as I walked past he stood up and started cat-calling me. At first he was just saying things like “Where are you going hot stuff?” and “Looking for a good time?” I kept my head down and continued walking, but he started following after me. He got much more aggressive too, calling me names like “slut, bitch, whore” and other such names. He did this for two whole blocks. At the end of the second block I had to stop for a red light. He came right up behind me. I felt his hot breath caress my neck, reeking of booze. “Cone here bitch,” he slurred on my ear, sending chills down my spine. He reached around and grabbed my left breast over my clothes. I gasped in shock and winced at his touch. His hand squeezing my soft mound. Then a cop car drove past, and it was enough to scare him into sliming away. I can’t get this memory out of my head, it keeps playing over and over, and it makes me so very wet.

I gotta confess. I want to fuck a Sonic carhop bent over my bucket and still in her roller skates. I get hard every time go there and see those hot tight asses and young perky breasts rolling up to my car window.

This one goes out to all the moms and sisters on here.

Imagine your 18 year old son/brother ends up in hospital after a car crash.
You would feel devistated especially when you get the news that he is in a coma.

The doctors told you they can't do anything but wait..
Everything depends on if he wakes up or not, but ever waking up again has a very small chance.

So you visit his bedside for 2 months hoping he just wakes up.
You feel heartbroken to see your boy in a state like this.
You sing songs.. You reed stories to him.. You let him hear music.
But nothing seems to work.

Then suddenly when you kiss him goodnight as you always do, you get a reaction.
The only problem is: The reaction you got was leaning against his crotch.

Now.. as a loving mom/sister.. You would do anything to get him back.
But something morally wrong as this?..

How far would you go to get your boy back?

My car got broken into today. Stole my guitar and college books. Those fuckers.

i confess... i like to meet guys in car parks and suck them clean

what turns you on?

so over the weekend i went to a friends party. my friends sister was there and she had some friends over. we all were drinking and my friends sister and i were flirting all night. so as everyone and we are talking in the kitchen and she sits on my lap. at this point people are leaving or sleeping. i start getting handsy and start kissing her. we end up going outside to my car and fuck.

she is like 5'2, guatemalan, small tits cute ass shaved everywhere.

all of this wouldnt be a problem except for two things: 1) its my friends sister (not really concerned about that, kind of funny actually) 2) i just celebrated my 4 year anniversary with my gf. we are long distance so thats why she wasnt around.

basically after, i had no regrets really, just want to fuck her again. i feel horrible for this though because im not feeling super guilty about it all.

Stroking my dick in the car help me get it hard like next Pic and make me bust a nut

I received a letter like this... is it working or scam ?
it sounds working scheme... are anybody having any experiences with it ?

MY GUARDIAN ANGEL INCOME SYSTEM

As seen in Oprah!!! $50K in your PayPal Account!
Dear Fellow Friends,

That's Right - $50,000 in your PayPal account and that's NO JOKE!!

IT WAS PROVEN ON OPRAH, CNN, 20/20 and various highly respected U.S. TV and radio programs as being 100% legal, feasible and true!
For the price of 2 $5 Subway Foot-Longs You Can Help Someone and Change Your Life! It works QUICKLY and LEGALLY. Basically, this is all about PEOPLE HELPING PEOPLE

"THE GUARDIAN SYSTEM" $10 USD -- That's all it takes!

I'll try to keep this short and sweet. Do it once and you're done.

To get started just copy this whole page and paste it to your documents to edit it. Simply follow the instructions below and in 2 to 4 weeks, you could have as much as $50,000 in your PayPal account or even more.

Most people respond to this program because of the low investment ($10USD) and high profit potential. There is no limit to the income you can generate from this (you can just do it over and over!) If you follow the instructions, you will reach thousands of people!

HONESTY, FAITH AND INTEGRITY makes this system work!

I think everyone has heard of "PayPal"? Anyone with an e-mail address can join for FREE! If you're not already a PayPal user, the first thing you need to do is go
to PayPal.com and sign up

Here's how it works:

Step 1:
Send a $5.00 US dollar donation from your PayPal account to THE FIRST e-mail address on the list (No. 1) by using the PayPal 'Send Money' feature and be sure to include in the email "Payment for Internet Marketing". THIS KEEPS THE PROGRAM LEGAL.

Step 2:
Then send another $5.00 US dollar payment to the 5th person on the list (No. 5) with an email that says "Payment for Internet Marketing 5th".

Step 3:
Once you have done that, REMOVE the 1st email address and place YOUR email address at the bottom (position no. 5). Then move the 2nd to 1st, the 3rd to 2nd, the 4th to 3rd, and 5th to 4th. You now become the 5th email address on the list.

DO NOT TRY TO PLACE YOURSELF IN THE FIRST PLACE. IT WILL ONLY REACH THE PEOPLE YOU SEND IT TO AND THEN YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS WILL BE REMOVED FROM THE LIST. If you do this, the way it was designed, it will reach thousands by the time your email address gets to the top.

REMEMBER to send a $5 US dollar donation to the 1st email address and the message "PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING". Send the other $5 US dollar donation to the 5th person and an email with the words "PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING 5TH". This will help the 5th person to track the progress of the letter and continue to send out more emails.

Here is the list:

1. nia516@yahoo.com

2. jay_gee29@yahoo.com

3. perfectform08@yahoo.com

4. bcaldarera@aol.com

5. Simpelman@gmail.com

Make sure your email address is the same as the one you used to open your PayPal Account! (as this is the way you will receive your payments).

Now that you have paid the 1st and 5th person and sent them both an email (via your PayPal account), place your email address in the 5th place.

Step 4

Okay, the only thing left to do is to POST YOUR LETTER. You can post on craiglist.com, ListJoe.com, Theleadmagnet.com, FreeSafeListMailer.com, DesktopLightning.com, ViralMailProfits.com , ListBonus.com ,Adchiever.com ,State-the-art-mailer.com , message boards and newsgroups (there are thousands). You can even send an email to your own list.

IT IS YOUR JOB AS THE 5TH PERSON ON THE LIST TO ENSURE THERE ARE AT LEAST 20 'PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING 5TH' REPLIES.

The 5th person is the Guardian of the System - YOU!!!

If there are NOT at least 20 replies then the 5th person will keep sending/posting the letter until there are at least 20.

MAKE SURE YOU SEND $5.00 US DOLLARS TO THE 1ST PERSON TO THANK THEM FOR WHEN THEY WERE THE GUARDIAN OF THE LETTER AND $5.00 TO THE 5TH PERSON SO MORE EMAILS CONTINUE TO GO OUT.

Now the fun begins. We reap what we sow - other people will see your posting and do the exact same thing. As you wait through the 4th, 3rd and 2nd slots for your work as Guardian to pay off, hundreds even thousands of others will be assuming the role of Guardian and keep the program moving.

Once you have arrived at the 1st position, it means hundreds and maybe thousands have been working the program since you started. All of those people will then pay you as the 1st and you won't believe the kind of money that has been generated. Seriously, its common sense - you do it and 25 or more people see and do the exact same thing and EVERYONE wins!!! You will receive thanks and the same blessings!

When your name (email address) reaches the 1st slot, 900 to 15,000 people will send you $5.00 dollars each. You could easily make up to $50,000 USD.

Keep in mind - the most you spend is $10 dollars. Remember -- what goes around comes around.

DO NOT TRY TO PUT YOURSELF IN FIFTH PLACE WITHOUT PAYING AS PAYPAL WILL AUTOMATICALLY NOTICE THIS AND DELETE YOUR ACCOUNT AND POSSIBLY PURSUE LEGAL ACTION. THIS IS A LEGITIMATE PROGRAM AND THEY ARE PART OF IT.

TESTIMONIALS:

Mary Gatters, Columbia, SC said on Oprah show:
I only have one thing to say to you. OH MY GOD! I sent out 142 copies in total before 20 replied like the instructions said. Then I went on a short vacation. When I got back my account had over $32,000 dollars in it already and the money was still coming! I'm still floating on air (especially with my new car). I thought the "Guardian System" sounded cheesy, but now I realize it is the formula that makes this letter really work! THANKS.

Richard Barrie, Boulder, CO:
I was shocked when I saw how much money came flooding into my PayPal account. Within 3 weeks my account balance has ballooned to $22,449. At first I thought there had been some sort of error with my account.

HERE ARE THE STEP-BY-STEP INSTRUCTIONS AGAIN:

Step 1: Set up your PayPal Account (if you don't already have one), and send the top name (1st person) $5.00 US dollars - Don't forget to include "PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING". This is IMPORTANT as it keeps the program legal.

Step 2: Send the other $5.00 US dollars and a note stating "PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING 5TH" to the 5th name on the list.

Step 3: Remove the top name (email address) and move the other 4 names up one place each. Place YOUR name in the bottom slot (5th) and you will receive a minimum of $100 dollars for your efforts.

Step 4: Keep sending/posting this letter until you get 20 'PAYMENT FOR INTERNET MARKETING 5TH' replies in your In-box.

Please give it an honest effort, you will not be disappointed and will be very glad you did when it starts to work. Be creative. Remember, all you're going to be out of pocket is about the cost of a couple of coffees with the opportunity of banking thousands of dollars into your PayPal account! Take the smallest risk of your life!!!

>>The Guardian system is based on HONEST people helping each other out. This program is completely legal if you follow the step by step instructions. It's the same concept of building a downline except more profitable and affordable. It's like the movie. "Paying It Forward", where we all give someone else just five dollars. Make BIG money in an HONEST way!

To Your Success

Simpelman

I had two cock in one night, an hour apart. I had an arrangement with my second lover that he will fuck me after I fuck the first one. I made a surprised visit on the first lover. I immediately sat on his face and let him lick my pussy as he stroke his cock. Then, I straddle his cock, fucked him hard and made a huge bed noise. As I was enjoying the ride, the second lover was calling on the phone and he was downstairs ready to pick me up. He arrived a little bit early. I answered his phone call and let him listened as I fucked the first lover. He heard the bed noise, my moan, his moan, dirty things I whispered to my first lover. Second lover can't wait, he said he would leave if I won't be around in ten minutes. I hurried up my orgasm and left the first lover unsatisfied. I went down and jumped to my second lover car. It took only few minutes and we arrived his place. He immediately licked my dirty pussy that was full of cum as he threw me on the bed. He didn't stick his cock immediately as he teased the shit out of me with his tongue, his hands, his cock. I was on fire and I felt it all over my naked body. Until I couldn't take it anymore and asked him to fuck my extremely wet horny pussy. He felt how wet I was, even the bedsheets were wet everywhere. It was an amazing hot sex I ever had for a long time.

I confess that over this past weekend, my bi-curiousness got the best of me! The past few weeks I have been encouraging myself to eat my own cum after every jerk off session and occasionally fuck my ass with my girlfriend's hairbrush. My girlfriend was leaving me at home this weekend while she went home to visit family a few state's over.

I was jerking off to some glory hole porn and man was I fucking horny!!! I was in the mood to taste some cum, and take something up my tight asshole. I looked up the nearest adult bookstore in my area and it was only 15 minutes away. Reviews said that they had video booths as well!

I pull up to the place and there was only a handful of cars in the lot, I walked inside and asked the cashier for some coins to the video booths, handed him a $20 and was on my way. I walked down a dark hallway with numerous doors and red or green lights lit up above them. Halfway down was a door with a green light, I knocked lightly and entered in the room. Inside the room I noticed a round hole on either wall roughly about 4" in diameter, the room smelled like sex and cum, there was a metal chain in the center and a blank screen on the wall. I fed the machine, unzipped, and began to jerk it.

In just a few minutes, a large black cock entered the hole on my right. He was about 8 to 9 inches long and straight as an arrow! I grabbed his dick and instantly began to lick the mushroom head of his rock solid cock. I slowly worked down his shaft with my mouth and tried to take in as much as I could. I was stroking him and sucking on his mushroom tip, trying my best to get his cum down my throat. The longer I went, the hornier I got and wanted to try fucking him.

I pulled off his cock and told him I wanted my ass fucked through the hole, but wasn't sure if he would fit. He told me there was only one way to find out and shoved his dick back through the hole. I spat on my hand and lubed up my aching hole for him, I slowly backed up and saw another cock come through the other wall. This cock was a white dick, cut, and only about 6 inches. Much smaller than my black fella here I was going to fuck!

I jerked off the white dick as I was adamant about fucking this BBC raw. I tried a little longer and it was just too big!! He pulled out and looked through the hole at me and the white cock I was jerking off. He said to fuck the white dick and let him cum inside me to loosen me up and give some lube for my ass. The white guy's cock was already twitching and aching for a release, so I backed my tight ass up on it and let him fuck me hard. His smaller dick slid into me and I still felt a lot of pain shoot up me, but after I relaxed, I was completely turned on!!

The white guy kept pumping his dick inside of me as I glared into the dark eyes of the black guy in the other hole. All of a sudden, without warning I hear the guy groan and my asshole felt really slippery and wet, he pumped a few more seconds and then zipped up and left. I went back to my dark meat and began sucking him some more telling him how loose and wet my asshole feels now and how I want him to fuck me hard. I slid my ass back up against his hard dick and slowly had the tip of the head slide in, but couldn't get over the full mushroom! I jerked off so hard as he tried to enter inside of me! I was about to explode everywhere, so I got a great idea! I jerked off and came into my hand, catching everything I could.

I turned around and began giving the hard dick a hand job with my cum. I was so turned on still, my dick was rock solid on the thought of being fucked! I slowly slid my ass on his dick for the third time, and third time was a charm! His cock slid right inside my tight wet hole. He fucked my as I was bent over for a solid 10 minutes until he knocked on the wall and came deep inside my asshole.

I was left there with 2 loads deep inside my ass and it was the best sexual experience I had ever had!

She's got the car packed and now off to college. I hope she enjoys her time there.

Only ever popped off premature once. Never had a wet dream, which I kinda regret. Never came in my pants.

I had a friend who did though, while we were watching an old Swedish Erotica clip at a bachelor party back in the day. Back then you still needed a screen and a projector. Pat had never had a real girlfriend, had never gotten a handful, not sure he’d even kissed a girl. The movie was on and we were all shouting at it like we knew what we were talking about. Sticks in my mind that it was an old Seka loop (this was the early 80s) and she was about to get it in the ass. Just as the heavily-mustachioed ‘hero’, parted the posterior of his equally hairy companion, you heard Pat say, “Oh no. Oh no. Oh no! Fuck!” and off he rushed. We teased him unmercifully, although we were no doubt hard as stone as well.

It started out as an easy day. Kansas in the summer. Hot in the morning. Hottest in the afternoon. Hot all night. I finished mowing the lawn and was walking down the to gas station for a ‘pop’. There were girls and young women laying out on a couple of lawns taking advantage of the morning sun. To a youngster like me, it was like viewing heaven and I was hard all the way to the pop machine and back. But you’d better believe I took the same route home.

The swimming pool opened at 1 and I spent the day at the pool. More swimsuits and sun-tanned flesh. Bikinis. One pieces. Lifeguards. Our regular lifeguard was a beauty named Julie and she had this light pink bikini that I could describe to you still. It was almost transparent enough for you to believe that it was. To this day though, I’m sure I could describe her patch to you, so maybe it was more transparent than I remember. Fuck. Hard off and on all afternoon and all the way home on my bicycle.

Home in time for dinner. No time to jerk off. Talk about a build-up. Looking back at it now, if I knew then what I know now, I would have assumed that if I came at that moment, I’d be completely dehydrated.

That evening I had to work at the concession stand at the local ball diamond. Softball double-header. There were usually of couple younger people, like me, and a couple of older people. That evening one of the teachers from the local elementary school was on. Mrs. Barker. We used to sit up in my buddy’s old treehouse and watch her sunbathe on her deck, which she thought was invisible to the rest of the world, so she sunbathed naked. She didn’t know about the treehouse. Man. Every time I brushed against her that evening, and it wasn’t always an accident, I was hard. Being as old as I am now, I wish it was still that easy.

I was so amped-up and so miserably horny that I rushed out before we were done cleaning up. Fumbled some excuse about not feeling well and bolted.

There was this little bathhouse just past the outfield, but the man was locking it up so I ran over the bridge over the creek and started through the trees to head up the hill to this little shelter, an old, stone, WPA-built picnic shelter thats table was long since gone. I knew that all it would take was a few strokes and I’d be fine.

My cock was banging up against my belly and I could feel each step in my balls as I ran. I was picturing Julie without her bikini and Mrs. Barker without her shorts and t-shirt. I was picturing those young women on the lawn asking me to join them. I was picturing all kinds of things as I rounded the corner into that picnic shelter and dropped my shorts.

And there, like a live-action porno movie, three feet from me, was a guy I knew from the local mechanic shop where my folks had always taken their car to be serviced.

I can still picture it. Like me, his shorts were down. Kneeling in front of him was Tina, someone I knew a little but we didn’t run with the same crowd so I didn’t know her well. She was a mousey, quiet type, lean and angular, with a bookworm’s reputation and who had never gone to school dances when we were in the same school.

She was wearing cut off denim shorts, flip flops, and a softball jersey. The jersey was unbuttoned and pulled back and I could see the curve of her breasts. I could also see Junior’s calloused, mechanic’s fingers were tangled in her hair and it was obvious that his cock was in her mouth to the root. Her hands were wrapped around his waist and were clutching at his ass.

He looked up and grunted, “What the fuck? Hey! Val! Hey!”

The one of her eyes that I could see met mine and she went down a little further on what must have been a very hard cock. I didn’t actually see her grin but I’ve always felt like she did.

And then, like my friend Pat, I stuttered, “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!”

I can’t begin to tell you how much I came. I didn’t touch myself and no one touched me. But I came all the same. Long, ropey streams of which I can still picture. I hit her softball jersey, her hair, his hand, her face, his leg, and the tops of her thighs.

“WHAT THE FUCK!”

Bobbing down quick, I grabbed the waistbands of my shorts and underpants and yanking them up over my still dripping, still hard cock, I muttered, “Oh hey! Hey, Junior. Tina. Sorry!” And I ran.

That night at home, in bed, with the lights out, I came again. And again the next day. That night I made a call.

“Hello?”

“Hi. Is Tina there?”

“Yeah, Tiiiiiiiiina! Get your ass over here! Phone’s for you!”

“Hello?”

“Hey, Tina, it’s Val, I was wondering . . . “

“No. I’m not busy tonight. Whatcha got in mind?”

“Ummmmm, maybe we could . . . “

“Sure. Pick me up at 8?”

“I . . . “

She’d already hung up.

I rolled my old Ford up to her house a few minutes early and she was already on the porch. Dressed exactly the same as last night. Might even have been the same softball jersey.

“Hey, Val!”

“Hey.

“Junior’s pretty pissed at you. You know why, right?”

“Because I came on his hand?”

“Because you came on his hand. And his shorts. And his leg. And then you ran off.”

“What were you doing with Junior, anyway?”

“He has a nice dick.”

“He’s twice your age.”

“He has a nice dick.”

“I didn’t know you were into that.”

“Into what? Sex? Older guys? Dick? I like dick and it likes me.”

“I guess I just didn’t know.”

“I keep my head down and my mouth shut. That’s how bad reputations get started.”

I laughed. “You do NOT keep your mouth shut!”

“And you’ll know exactly how much I don’t, as long as you keep yours shut. Deal?”

“Deal.”

I am a 22 yr old college student and thinking about leaving my husband of 3 yrs.

He was great at first and then recently he got into cock worship and he enjoys it a bit too much.
In the morning he wants a blowjob , in the afternoon, on the road and before bed. Seriously its about 5-6 hours a day and if i stop or say no he doesnt force me, he just tells me if i love him illl do it and this shows him i love him.

we stopped going to dinners, he just wants me to pleasure him as he watches the ballgame. We stopped watching tv TOGETHER. he just constantly wants me between his legs. I got fedup a few nights ago and said NO and went to my bedroom, and he came in and said"i am the man of the house you play by my rules""i pay the billls and your food and clothes and this is the least you could do, now get on your knees or im divorcing you" Its been like this lately and im afraid to leave.He is wealthy and i drive his cars and he pays my tuition and i dont have the greatest family and i wish he would just get over this and im hoping its just a phase, but im tired of feeling like trash and hope he stops this soon.

Anybody experience this before?I dont know how much longer i can do this. Even when im tired he asks and then forces me and gets rough. i cry and he doesnt even care. Im so lost right now000

I find this trashy single mom so compelling. She's a coworker, and we barely speak to each other, so she has no reason to think I would love to kidnap her and connect her tits to a car battery until she passes out. Or that I would sodomize her while forcing her face down a dirty toilet if I could get away with it. 

I confess that last night after my girlfriend went to bed, I began jerking to some porn to relieve some much needed tension. When I masturbate I get tons of exotic ideas in my head such as woman on woman, man on man, man on trans and I get tons of fetishes like swallowing huge loads, cream pies, or gang bangs.

This kinda night I was feeling a little 'gay' to be blunt. I was strolling through CL trying to pick up a guy for a quick car blowing, but it was 4AM and I wasn't getting any biters. I never done anything homoerotic before, but was always curious to see what it was like. Without any luck, I came across a porn section called CEI. The girls in the videos looked cute, but I didn't like the humiliation scenes. I finally found a vid where a girl was talking about CEI and wasn't in a demanding or degrading manner. I laid down in front of my couch, lifted my legs up so my feet were passed my head. Sitting there stroking all 7" of my manhood and wanting the little swimmers to spray all over my face. Right before I came, I had a naughty thought pass through my head and said fuck it!! I opened my mouth wide as my dick was only an inch away from my eager tongue. I stroked to the video and when she told me to cum, I did. All in my mouth and on the front of my chin, down to my neck and upper chest. It was more liquid than cream, and without hesitation took a big gulp of the half-shot of warm seed in my mouth. I have been eating a lot of fruit and have been on a healthy diet the past month. To my surprise it tasted sweet. I used my hands to grab what was left on my chin, went to clean up, and laid there in bed with my girlfriend. Maybe tonight I will get her to swallow and we can share?

I met this dirty fat whore on a sex line. We swapped numbers and sexted for days before she wanted to meet. I was only 19 at the time and she was 46. I called and told her I'd meet her at her apartment complex. I described my car and told her I'd thought it be hot for you to just hop in the car and start sucking my cock. She agreed. I arrived, called to tell her I was there, and to flash the porch light to let me know which apartment she was coming from. Suddenly I see a flicker to the right of me. I tell her I can see her and to come out I'm pulling out my cock. I started stroking as she came out and started walking toward me still on the phone. Shes whispering how wet her cunt is and how she had some drinks to loosen her up. She pulled up her tank top to show one sagging tit as she opened the door. She sat down reached over a pulled my cock into her mouth. Her hand was cold as was her tongue and felt so nice slurping up every inch. I have much more to tell about this whore if you like

After a particularly long dry spell with the wife, I started jerking off more than usual. I had heard about bookstores and gloryholes, and started watching videos about them. I found I was turned on by the thought of sucking anonymous dick, so one day I decided to go for it. There are a couple places near here that are close enough to drive too, but far enough away the chances of running into someone I know was pretty slim.

As I was pulling into the parking lot, my car died, and I couldn't get it to start again. Although I was able to coast into a parking spot, I was terrified that the longer my car sat, the greater the chance my wife would somehow find out where I was, and the gig would be up before it even started.

I called a tow truck immediately and was relieved when it arrived about 15min later. After the guy loaded my vehicle onto the flatbed, we set off for my house about 30 min away. The driver was an average blue collar guy, about my age at 40, dadbod with some muscle, and kind eyes. A few minutes into the drive, he starts asking me about the bookstore, was I there to buy a toy for a lucky lady? What were the booths like? He had heard "things" but didn't know if they were true,

What kind of things? I asked.

Like, that a guy could get a free bj in the arcades. He replied.

I told him I only knew what I had seen on the internet, but that I thought that it was probably true, and that's what I was hoping to find out before my car took a shit on me. This made him really curious, he told me he always wanted to try it when his wife wasn't putting out, but was afraid of being outted by someone he knew. I told him I was in the same boat, except I was wanting to be more on the giving end.

He got quiet for a minute, then looked over at me.

You still wanna try?

I said pull it out I'll show you.

He thought about it for a minute, then took the next offramp and pulled to the shoulder. The truck was large and high off the ground, the traffic was really light, so it was as private a place as any. He leaned his seat back a bit, unbuckled his pants, and pulled them down just past his ass before leaning back and closing his eyes,

This was as clear an invitation as I could possibly imagine, so I leaned over the console and was face to face with a short, fat, but well groomed cock. It looked so tasty, I leaned into it licking and sucking the head while gently stroking his shaft. He quickly grew to about 7inches of fat meat, the taste of precum on my tongue with every stroke. After only a couple of minutes of me frantically licking, sucking, and tugging, he began to swear, and gripped the edges of his seat.

Oh fuck, that is so good, I'm going to cum!

I was so turned on by what I was doing, I licked and sucked even more vigorously. He suddenly stiffened, and shot rope after rope of cum into my eager mouth. It took several swallows to get it all, and I was surprised at how turned on this made me. I quickly fished out my own cock, and blasted into my own hand in 5 strokes. I don't think he saw me, his eyes were still closed, as I licked my own cum off my hand, then went back to his cock, gently licking and sucking until it was soft again.

I slid back over to my seat, while he put himself back together. Once we were back on the road, he told me that was the best blowjob he had ever gotten in his life. I told him that if I could have his cock every now and then, I'd never have to try a bookstore again. After he dropped my car in the driveway, I gave him a card with my email address, told him there were other things I wanted to try, and that if he ever wanted to get together, to drop me a line.

I'm kinda pissed about my car, but the day turned out pretty good after all. I hope I hear from him soon.

My wife and I took an uber home from a night of drinking this past weekend. I tried to feel her up and she said "but he can see" referring to the driver. I therefore asked the driver if he cared and he said not at all. My wife then let me take her tits out to play with them. When pulling into our driveway I asked if he wanted a better view. Of course he said yes. My wife got out of the car with her tits out and let him see. I told him he can feel them so he did. One thing led to another and our night ended with my wife blowing him in our driveway and he finished on her tits. The best part, the 18 year old son of our neighbor was on his porch the whole time watching. I knew this from the start and didnt say a word.

During the summer, I can easily hear my neighbors across the street when they're having sex -- or, more specifically, when they're cumming. My house faces a cul-de-sac that slopes upward, and the houses on either side of the street act like a sound funnel. Their second-floor bedroom is directly across the street from my second-floor home office, and they don't use air conditioning so the window is open all summer long. It's the wrong angle and too far away to see into their bedroom, but when he or she is having a noisy orgasm, it's as if they're just a few dozen feet away. They like to fuck on Saturday and Sunday mornings -- usually between 8 and 10 a.m. when the rest of the neighborhood is pretty quiet -- and I make sure to be outside watering my flowers during that period. I have to wonder if anyone else in the neighborhood is aware. They're both in their 30s. He's kind of a shrimpy guy (5-8 160) and she's a blazing redhead whose borderline BBW with fairly sizeable tits. We're neighbor-friendly, which means we say "hi" and chat very briefly when we see each other outdoors, but that's as far as it goes.

A few weeks ago, shortly after Sunday noon, I was mowing my front lawn when a young couple came to visit them. I could hear them having lunch on the back deck and chatting away socially, and then they went inside. Shortly thereafter I heard their voices coming from the master bedroom -- too indistinct to hear actual words, but clearly all four of them were there -- and then I had to leave to pick up my wife. When I got back, the visitors' car was gone. I'm curious to know if they had a foursome, but obviously I can't ask. Sadly the weather will be turning cool soon and the window will remain closed. It gives me just one more reason to enjoy summer around the house!

i like to drive around town in my car....with my cock out wanking.....hoping that someone sees it...i feal liberated......am i sick?

My husbands cheated on me so I fucked his friend in the car, no condom, he came inside me, hopefully i don't get pregnant as later that night my husband came inside me too.

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16 heures pile ; Élodie entra dans le vieil immeuble, le cœur serré. Il ne fallait pas qu’elle se rate ; ces saletés d’intraveineuses lui portaient peine, et justement ce nouveau patient en attendait une. Elle en tremblait presque ; elle finissait ses études d’infirmière et, à presque 21 ans, espérait décrocher son diplôme.

Depuis trois jours, elle était en stage dans un centre de soins, son dernier stage, primordial, de fin d’études. Les jours précédents s’étaient mal passés ; elle avait travaillé en doublon dans le centre avec une vieille infirmière hargneuse, elle était trop anxieuse, l’ambiance était mauvaise, en plus. Alors elle rentrait chez elle et pleurait sur l’épaule de son mari. Éric n’avait pas de travail ; il déprimait car il ne trouvait rien (serveur en restaurant), sauf de petits boulots au noir ; et il devait consoler sa jeune femme quand elle craquait.

Étant stagiaire, elle n’avait pas le droit de pratiquer seule, pas encore. L’infirmière qu’elle devait seconder s’était blessée ce matin, et sa responsable – une pète-sec qui l’avait dans le collimateur depuis son arrivée – lui avait dit de faire la visite seule et de ne pas faire de vagues. C’était la première fois qu’elle sortait du centre et travaillait seule, alors c’était l’angoisse.

Pas facile, quand on est en stage de probation, de rester calme, polie, de réussir tous les actes médicaux prescrits. Elle tremblait un peu en sonnant à la porte, sa sacoche à la main. Un homme a ouvert, l’air revêche. Elle a reculé en le voyant : un visage patibulaire sur un corps imposant qui emplissait tout le cadre de la porte.

— Bonjour, je suis l’infirmière, je viens pour la première injection.

— Ouais ! Putain, ils envoient des gamines maintenant ! Enfin, entre, petite.

— Merci, Monsieur.

L’appartement sentait le renfermé alors qu’on était fin mai et qu’il faisait un temps superbe. Il l’a conduite dans un séjour miteux, encombré de linge sale, d’assiettes, verres, cartons à pizza, cannettes et bouteilles de bière. Un taudis, ou pas loin. Il s’est assis en soupirant dans un vieux fauteuil, le seul à n’être pas encombré. Elodie a fait un peu de place sur la table pour préparer la seringue puis s’est tournée vers lui. Il avait autour de 50 ans sûrement, sale, négligé ; il portait un marcel blanc à trous d’une propreté douteuse sur un bermuda à fleurs, d’où dépassaient ses membres épais et couverts d’une épaisse forêt de poils noirs. Un gorille.

Fébrilement, elle a désinfecté, posé un garrot en caoutchouc, et cherché une veine. Pas évident, même après avoir allumé le lustre. La fébrilité la gagnait ; il ne fallait pas qu’elle se loupe : la pète-sec n’attendait que ça pour la virer et soigner son rapport, ce qui serait désastreux pour l’obtention du diplôme. En désespoir de cause, elle examina le poignet et le dos de la main : trop velu ! Elle se résigna à piquer au pli du coude, et évidemment traversa la veine, provoquant un hématome. De plus en plus gros quand elle retira l’aiguille et enleva le garrot.

— Pardon, Monsieur, je l’ai ratée ; je vais la faire au bras droit.

— Et voilà, on envoie des gamines faire les piqûres, elles sont pas foutues de faire leur boulot ! Je vais appeler ton service et me plaindre.

— Je vous en prie, ne faites pas ça, ils vont me saquer. C’était pas facile à faire, avec tous ces poils…

— Dis que c’est ma faute, en plus ! Te gêne pas surtout ! Tu vas comprendre, je vais t’assaisonner !

Élodie pleurnichait, sa seringue à la main. La cata ! C’était un stage qui avait mal commencé, et maintenant…

— S’il vous plaît, laissez-moi vous faire la piqûre, je ferai attention, je vous promets.

— Moi, je vais faire des photos de mon bras et obtenir une incapacité de travail ; ensuite, je l’enverrai à ton patron.

En pleurnichant, elle a tant bien que mal réussi l’injection, puis a remballé son matériel, décomposée, prête à craquer. En plus, elle sentait que le regard de l’homme avait changé : il la reluquait d’un œil obscène. Quand elle s’est tournée vers lui pour lui dire au revoir, elle a vu que ses yeux quittaient ses fesses pour se fixer sur sa poitrine qui gonflait son chemisier blanc. Malgré tout, elle a tendu sa main, pour l’amadouer, en tentant un pauvre sourire. Il l’a saisie dans sa grande patte velue, les yeux rivés sur sa poitrine, ne paraissant pas vouloir la lâcher.

— Tu reviens demain à la même heure ; je veux que ce soit toi qui me suives à partir de maintenant. Et arrange-toi pour réussir tes piqûres. Mon dossier de plainte sera prêt à être envoyé, je te le montrerai. Après, je veux que tu fasses le ménage chez moi, sinon il part. Fous le camp.

Elle est partie en pleurant ; le quart d’heure de trajet en voiture jusque chez elle ne l’a pas calmée. Éric, son mari, l’a reçue dans ses bras où elle a sangloté de plus belle. D’une voix cassée, elle lui a raconté ses déboires et la proposition de son patient.

— Il veut que tu fasses son ménage ? C’est tout ? Ce n’est pas cher payé s’il abandonne son idée, tu sais. Je peux aller lui parler pour qu’il comprenne qu’on est déjà dans la panade. Il te paiera, en plus, si tu travailles chez lui.

— Tu verrais comment il est, Éric, il est sale, répugnant, et il est vieux !

— Ma chérie, calme-toi, il ne va pas te violer, quand même.

— C’est pas ça, mais il me regardait d’un œil si vicieux, j’ai eu honte. J’étais en jupe et chemisier, il me déshabillait du regard, le gros porc.

— Il a quel âge, cet homme ?

— Je ne sais pas, ce n’est pas sur mon dossier ici, mais 50 ans, à peu près…

— Ma chérie, toi qui m’as dit que tu fantasmais sur les vieux…

— Ce n’est pas le moment de plaisanter avec ça, tu sais !

— Tu as une petite culotte ? Montre ça…

— Non ! Fiche-moi la paix, bon sang ! Je suis complètement sur les rotules à cause de notre situation, et toi, tout ce que tu trouves à faire…

— Oui, en effet ! Tu as l’occasion de réaliser ton fantasme de faire l’amour avec un homme plus âgé, en même temps que tu l’empêches de te nuire, alors réfléchis un peu.

— Tu crois ce que tu dis ? C’est du chantage, et tu veux faire de moi une pute !

— C’est ce que je dis en effet, tes fantasmes de prostitution et de l’homme âgé, tu les as depuis longtemps, on en a parlé souvent. Et puis tu exagères, tu n’as pas à te prostituer, seulement à faire le ménage, en petite tenue sûrement.

— Je ne sais plus, tu crois qu’on est coincés ? J’ai complètement raté l’intraveineuse, je vais être virée.

— Non, chérie, on peut pas se le permettre… Tu es mouillée, dis donc !

— Arrête, Éric, c’est tes histoires. Je t’ai juré fidélité, on est mariés depuis un an. Et puis tu verrais ce type, il est répugnant, velu comme un singe… Oh ! Arrête !

Il avait soulevé la jupe et, les deux mains dans sa petite culotte, il pétrissait ses jolies fesses ; son corps réagissait, elle réalisait qu’elle mouillait abondamment. Dans la chambre, il lui enleva juste sa culotte à l’entrejambe poisseuse et la pénétra dès qu’il eut sorti sa verge de son pantalon baissé sur ses cuisses. Il était si excité qu’il s’est vidé très vite, trop vite, laissant Élodie sur sa faim. La nuit, elle eut du mal à trouver le sommeil, repensant à sa journée pourrie, à ce qu’avait dit son mari. C’était horrible : il acceptait qu’elle se donne à un inconnu ; en plus il était répugnant, cet homme.

Vieux, velu, sale. Tout du gros dégueulasse ! Elle avait glissé une main sous sa chemise de nuit, et posé la main sur son pubis, caressant les fins poils soyeux qui le recouvraient, constatant avec surprise qu’elle était toute mouillée. Elle pensa à cet homme ; il était énorme, un gorille, elle si menue, blondinette, à côté de lui, dans ses bras, sous lui qui la pénétrait… Elle secoua la tête. « Rêver de ça, faut que tu sois en manque, ma pauvre fille. »

Il faut dire que son mariage avec Éric n’avait pas tenu toutes ses promesses. Déjà elle s’était plus ou moins fâchée avec ses parents qui ne l’aimaient pas, Éric avait perdu son travail depuis trois mois et ne trouvait pas, mais Élodie avait bien vu qu’il avait refusé des postes ; il lui faisait l’amour moins souvent, fantasmant plus qu’il n’agissait.

Éric était plutôt fluet, pas très grand ni très gros, 1,69 m et 62 kg, brun aux yeux marrons, le corps lisse quasiment sans poil, un peu efféminé. Ce qui avait plu à Élodie, c’était sa douceur, son calme. Avant de se rendre compte que c’était en fait de la mollesse, un manque de caractère. Alors qu’elle avait été attirée, dans son adolescence, par les hommes mûrs et virils.

Élodie était une belle jeune femme blonde, élégante, d’une taille de 1,66 m pour 50 kg, fine et sportive, avec une jolie poitrine bien pleine qui attirait les regards masculins. Quand elle faisait son footing, presque tous les matins, en petit short et brassière assortie, les hommes la suivaient des yeux avec convoitise.

Et voilà où elle en était, frustrée, insatisfaite dans sa vie amoureuse, stressée et malmenée dans sa vie professionnelle. Comment allait-elle pouvoir se sortir de ce mauvais pas avec son patient ? La politique de l’autruche semblait la pire des solutions. Elle s’endormit enfin pour une courte nuit de sommeil.

Sa journée se passa comme dans le brouillard, elle était insensible aux piques des collègues comme aux remarques désobligeantes de la responsable. Juste avant de partir chez le patient, à 15 h 30, elle alla se rafraîchir le visage dans les toilettes, et s’examina dans le grand miroir sur la porte.

Ce matin, elle avait mis une petite jupe brun sombre de coupe droite qui laissait voir ses genoux, un chemisier crème, portés sur un tanga blanc à dentelle et un soutien-gorge assorti, et elle avait choisi des escarpins à talons hauts de 7 cm, à peine confortables mais d’une couleur crème assortie au chemisier.

C’est le visage empourpré qu’elle sonna à la porte, qui s’ouvrit immédiatement ; il devait l’avoir vue arriver.

— C’est bien, tu es à l’heure. Sinon j’aurais dû te punir. Entre.

— Bonjour, Monsieur. Pour le courrier, vous avez réfléchi ? Je vous en prie.

— J’ai même un certificat médical : mon médecin m’a affirmé que tu seras radiée de l’ordre des infirmières ; en tout cas, ta carrière sera finie avant de commencer.

— Ne faites pas ça, s’il vous plaît, je ferai tout ce que vous voudrez, je vous le promets…

— Tu as dit « tout » ? Tu m’intéresses, là. Et tu me fais la promesse ?

— Oui, je vous promets de faire tout ce que vous voulez. Je ne peux pas finir mes études comme ça, ce n’est pas possible !

— Et tu feras tout pendant combien de temps ?

— Euh… Ce soir ?

— Non, ce n’est pas suffisant. J’ai des soins sur 10 jours, donc jusqu’à leur fin ; c’est à prendre ou à laisser.

— Bon, d’accord, je n’ai pas le choix.

— Bon ; pour commencer, tu vas me faire la piqûre en sous-vêtements.

Élodie a baissé la tête sans répondre, sachant qu’elle était coincée. Elle déboutonna lentement son chemisier et le posa sur un dossier de chaise, dégrafa le côté de sa jupe qu’elle enjamba et plaça sur le chemisier. Les joues rouges, elle s’affaira pour préparer l’injection, évitant le regard goguenard de l’homme. Dans cette situation éprouvante pour ses nerfs, elle réussit la piqûre à la perfection. Pour la féliciter, il lui empoigna les fesses à deux mains en baissant sa culotte, et la tira contre lui, lui léchant le torse d’une langue baveuse.

— Tu préfèrerais pas l’avoir dans ta chatte, ma grosse langue ? Viens avec moi, ma petite salope.

Il la fit entrer dans une chambre où régnait un désordre indescriptible : lit défait, vêtements entassés, sales ou non, verres, cannettes, bouteilles.

— Allez, enlève ta culotte, puis sur le lit ; et écarte les cuisses pour bibi… Putain, une vraie blonde avec une petite touffe ! Demain, je veux que tu sois épilée ; plus un seul poil sur la motte, tu entends ?

— Mais, je ne… Et mon mari, comment je vais lui expliquer ?

— Je m’en fous : t’auras qu’à lui dire que c’est pour lui que tu l’as fait. Putain, tu es mouillée, grosse salope, t’as envie que je te lèche la chatte ! J’y crois pas.

Il avait plongé en avant et sa langue épaisse a commencé à glisser sur la fente rose et humide ; Élodie a soupiré, son corps en manque tremblait et se tendait, et ce fut pire quand il aspira dans sa bouche les lèvres intimes dans un bruit obscène. Elle poussa un cri en jouissant, surprise par le trop-plein d’émotions dû à son état de manque. Il se releva, satisfait, et exhiba une verge épaisse, noueuse et sentant mauvais, un mélange de sperme, sueur et urine ; il la guida entre les lèvres intimes trempées et poussa, s’enfonçant facilement malgré son diamètre.

Élodie ne songea même pas à s’y opposer. Submergée par ses émotions, elle noua ses jambes fines autour du torse de son amant, réalisant qu’elle ne se rappelait même plus de son nom ni de son prénom. Elle serra les dents quand l’homme commença à se retirer pour plonger dans son vagin peu habitué à un pareil engin. Le gros ventre l’écrasait sur le lit défait ; il devait peser le double de son mari, et sa verge, ma foi, était bien raide, épaisse et longue.

Il souleva son soutien-gorge pour empoigner ses seins, les tordant et faisant saillir les mamelons turgescents, tout en la prenant de plus en plus fort ; elle entendit un gémissement continu avant de réaliser qu’il sortait de sa gorge, et lorsqu’il se planta profondément pour éjaculer, elle jouit à nouveau.

Quand elle reprit ses esprits, quelques secondes plus tard, il pesait sur elle, sa verge toujours aussi raide profondément plantée dans son vagin. Elle plissa le nez une nouvelle fois à cause de son odeur et tenta de le repousser sur le côté.

— Alors, petite puce, le gros Franck t’a fait grimper aux rideaux ? Tu as aimé, ma salope : tu couinais comme une truie quand je te ramonais. Allez, je te laisse ; on remettra le couvert dans un moment. Va travailler un peu !

Élodie put enfin se lever ; elle constata que son vagin dégorgeait son trop-plein de sperme sur le drap sale. C’est toute nue qu’elle fit le ménage ; en premier, elle remplit trois grands sacs poubelle avec tous les déchets qui jonchaient le séjour et la cuisine. Elle dut les sortir sur le palier avant de lancer une lessive de vêtements et sous-vêtements souillés, puis vaisselle. Elle travailla trois heures sans relâche sous le regard concupiscent de Franck, assis nu dans un fauteuil, qui lui mettait la main aux fesses, voire plongeait des doigts dans son vagin.

À sa honte, elle n’était pas insensible à ses attouchements ; ses mamelons étaient durs et tendus, et quand il se leva, la verge gonflée, violacée, couverte de semence séchée, elle s’approcha de lui, tête baissée. Il la toisa en ricanant, se masturba en caressant ses grosses couilles velues.

— Alors, petite chienne, tu as envie de te faire baiser ? On dirait que tu n’attends que ça. Avec ta gueule de sainte-nitouche, tu trompes bien ton monde. Si tu veux ma bite, tu n’as que le demander.

— S’il vous plaît…

— Quoi ? Tu la veux, ma grosse bite ? Dis-le, merde !

— Oui, prenez-moi, je vous en prie…

— Caresse ta moule, fourre des doigts dans ta chatte, salope, écarte bien… Voilà, c’est bien, tu n’es qu’une chienne en chaleur.

Il la poussa contre le fauteuil et la pénétra aussitôt jusqu’à la garde ; elle était trempée et brûlante. Franck la besognait méthodiquement ; sa grosse bite trapue remplissait bien le vagin serré d’Élodie qui haletait, les mains crispées sur les accoudoirs, projetée en avant à chaque poussée. Elle jouit alors qu’il grognait et accélérait la cadence ; elle le sentit se vider en elle, remplissant sa matrice de semence épaisse.

— Allez, à genoux, nettoie ma bite, salope, vite !

— Pas ça, s’il vous plaît, c’est sale.

— Tu veux ma main dans la gueule ? C’est ta mouille et mon sperme, tu va tout bien nettoyer avec ta langue ! À genoux ! Bien, tu vois, tu t’y mets…

Surmontant son dégoût, Élodie a commencé à passer sa langue sur la verge gluante, songeant qu’elle avait toujours refusé ça à son mari. Malgré l’odeur d’urine et de négligé, elle finit par gober le gland et aspirer le sexe flasque et le nettoyer soigneusement. Gauche, elle se releva et regarda Franck, incertaine sur la conduite à tenir.

— Je voudrais me doucher, maintenant.

— Tu feras ça chez toi. Il est quelle heure ? 20 heures 10 ? Allez, fous le camp ; pas la peine de mettre de culotte demain, ni de soutif d’ailleurs.

— D’accord.

Il lui donna une petite gifle sèche. Pas très douloureuse, mais humiliante.

— Tu m’appelleras « Monsieur ». Compris ?

— Oui, Monsieur.

— Fous le camp. Et demain, sois à l’heure.

Élodie est rentrée chez elle au radar ; son mari lui a ouvert la porte et l’a examinée de la tête aux pieds. Consciente d’être sale, couverte de sueur, les cuisses poisseuses de semence, elle le poussa pour se précipiter dans la salle d’eau où elle s’enferma. La douche lui remit les idées en place en même temps qu’elle nettoya son corps. Quand elle sortit, enveloppée dans une grande serviette de bain, Éric l’attendait ; elle refusa d’aller se blottir dans ses bras et ils restèrent debout l’un en face de l’autre, comme des étrangers.

— Élodie, ça va ? J’étais inquiet ; ça s’est bien passé ?

— À ton avis ?

— Il t’a violée ? C’est ça ? Il faut porter plainte…

— Tais-toi ! Non, il ne m’a pas violée. Il m’a baisée, deux fois, et je l’ai laissé faire.

Éric la regardait d’un air apitoyé, et en même temps il bandait, de penser que sa jolie femme s’était fait prendre par un étranger. Il s’approcha d’elle tendrement et elle le laissa poser ses mains sur ses épaules et les masser.

— Tu as faim ? J’ai fait une quiche lorraine, avec de la salade…

— D’accord.

— Après, je te ferai un massage pour te déstresser, tes muscles sont tendus.

— Et puis il faut que je sois épilée entièrement.

— Entièrement ? Bon.

Élodie alla manger, songeuse. Elle savait que sa vie de couple avait pris un tournant irréversible. Éric n’était plus son partenaire sexuel unique ; il ne la satisfaisait pas, alors que Franck, cet homme grossier et sale, l’avait fait jouir plusieurs fois. Elle ne comprenait toujours pas pourquoi, d’ailleurs ; il l’avait menacée, giflée, et malgré tout elle avait réagi à ses attouchements, s’était offerte sans pudeur ; il l’avait pénétrée avec son gros sexe, l’écrasant de sa masse, l’avait besognée rudement. En y repensant, Élodie était troublée, son ventre était tout chose.

Après le repas, Éric l’a conduite sur la table de massage qu’ils avaient achetée d’occasion un an plus tôt. Sans rien dire, Élodie dénoua sa serviette et l’étendit sur la table avant de s’allonger sur le ventre, les bras le long du corps. Éric commença à verser un peu d’huile camphrée sur son dos ; il aimait la masser, mais cela arrivait trop rarement à son goût. Il commença par le haut et les épaules pour finir par les mollets et la plante des pieds, puis demanda à Élodie de passer sur le dos. Il vit tout de suite que ses bouts de seins roses étaient gonflés et durs.

Il attaqua cette fois par le bas, et s’arrêta à hauteur du pubis, couvert d’une fine toison blonde et bouclée.

— Je vais chercher l’épilateur électrique ? C’est le plus pratique pour ce que tu veux.

— D’accord, mais va doucement : c’est un peu douloureux.

Éric acquiesça, tout excité ; il épila donc soigneusement la vulve, jusqu’au périnée et entre les fesses, avant de faire les aisselles. Quand Élodie se souleva, elle examina son pubis bombé et complètement lisse, un peu rouge. Éric massa ensuite le pubis irrité, mais Élodie le repoussa quand il tenta des caresses trop poussées.

— Arrête, je suis fatiguée. Je vais me coucher.

— D’accord, ma chérie, je comprends, ne t’inquiète pas.

Élodie, épuisée, s’endormit très vite alors qu’Éric tournait dans le lit, obsédé par des images de sa femme faisant l’amour avec un autre homme, jouissant sous ses assauts. Il se masturba dans le noir sans parvenir à éjaculer. Le lendemain matin, Élodie partit sans faire de bruit car son mari dormait encore. A 16 heures, elle était chez Franck, qui lui ouvrit, pas rasé, sale et empestant la bière, vêtu en tout et pour tout d’un caleçon froissé.

— Bonjour, Monsieur.

— Entre, petite salope. Et enlève ta robe. Bien, tu m’as obéi, tu n’a rien dessous, comme une bonne petite pute. Et tu es épilée. Tu fais encore plus pute comme ça.

— Vous n’aimez pas ?

— Si, tu auras ton jus de couilles, ne t’en fais pas.

Élodie réussit à peu près sa piqûre, puis Franck la fit agenouiller devant lui. Il extirpa sa verge noueuse et se fit sucer ; comme Élodie n’était pas habituée à cette pratique, il lui donna des indications en l’insultant.

— Pauvre connasse, pas foutue de sucer ! Allez, avale, et spam vraiment, nom de Dieu ! Je sens rien, remue ta langue ; une pute de chantier est plus douée que toi ! Allez, encore, force un peu, ça va passer. Et dégueule pas sinon je te le fais lécher. Lève-toi maintenant, je vais te baiser la chatte, ma salope ; tu as intérêt à remuer le cul.

Il la prit contre le fauteuil, elle était trempée ; voyant ça, il claqua ses fesses jusqu’à les voir rougir, puis il la tira contre lui et la souleva, bien plantée sur son mandrin, et se laissa retomber sur le fauteuil. Et il la fit monter et descendre ; Élodie gémissait, les yeux clos. La verge épaisse remplissait son vagin alors que Franck avait empoigné ses deux seins et les pétrissait, pinçant les bouts jusqu’à la faire pousser un petit cri. Ce fut cela qui la fit jouir soudain, tremblant de tous ses membres, et s’écroulant sur Franck.

Lequel se leva, la tenant toujours empalée à fond, pour aller à pas lourds dans la chambre et la poser à genoux devant le lit. La tête sur une couverture sale, elle ne bougea pas, se cambrant même pour qu’il puisse s’enfoncer mieux ; il la pilonna plusieurs minutes, ruisselant de sueur sur elle, avant de se vider en épaisses saccades qui la firent jouir à nouveau. Lorsqu’il la libéra, elle s’agenouilla d’elle-même et nettoya la verge gluante d’une langue agile.

— Je peux faire le ménage, Monsieur ?

— Oui, mais demain je te mettrai un collier de chienne, pour que tu te rappelles ce que tu es. Et ce soir, tu bosses ici jusqu’à 9 heures.

Élodie se nettoya l’entrejambe avec une grosse éponge avant d’attaquer par la cuisine, qu’elle nettoya à fond, rangeant toute la vaisselle propre avant de s’occuper de la chambre de Franck, où elle remplit deux sacs poubelle de déchets, faisant une lessive des draps, puis de vêtements. Elle nettoya entrée, couloir et séjour à un rythme soutenu, s’habituant à travailler nue sous les yeux de son employeur.

Mais elle avait à peine refait le lit qu’il la culbuta dessus et la prit sauvagement en levrette, se retirant régulièrement pour se faire sucer avant de revenir la pilonner de toutes ses forces. Quand il a senti qu’il allait éjaculer, il a fait mettre Élodie à genoux devant lui et a joui dans sa bouche ouverte, l’obligeant à avaler avant de lécher sa hampe dressée. Il la tira alors derrière lui pour la pousser sur le palier, nue et le visage maculé de sperme. Avant de lui jeter sa robe et sa mallette de soins.

— Demain, tu te mets à poil ici avant de sonner.

— D’accord ; à demain, Monsieur.

— Et demain, je t’enculerai ; tu es pucelle du cul, je parie.

— Oh non, pas ça, s’il vous plaît !

— Ta gueule ! À demain ; t’auras qu’à te lubrifier avant de venir !

Élodie rentra chez elle, fourbue et sale ; elle bouscula presque Éric pour se ruer sous la douche ; la soirée passa dans le brouillard, elle refusa de discuter avec son mari, refusa qu’il la touche et se tourna dans son coin pour dormir. Elle pensa longtemps à ce qui l’attendait le lendemain, en rêva aussi car elle se réveilla avec le minou tout humide. Elle passa sa journée en mode automatique, consciente de sa non-implication, d’exécuter les tâches confiées sans y mettre de cœur.

Arrivée sur le palier de l’appartement, elle se déshabilla rapidement et sonna, tête baissée. Il n’ouvrit pas tout de suite, la faisant patienter plusieurs minutes, angoissée à l’idée de voir passer un voisin. Il ouvrit enfin, toujours aussi sale ; il était torse nu, velu comme un singe, portant juste un slip autrefois blanc. Il la fit entrer sans un mot, lui laissa faire sa piqûre avant de lui donner une bonne gifle. Elle recula, les larmes aux yeux, ne comprenant pas.

— Pardon, Monsieur. Je vous ai fait mal ? Je suis désolée.

— Ta gueule. Tu as le cul propre ? Tu es lubrifiée ?

— Oui, un peu…

— Alors je vais t’enculer pour t’apprendre à réussir tes piqûres ; va sur le lit, à genoux, le cul vers la porte, écarte tes fesses que je puisse viser, penche-toi, la tête sur le lit…

Mortifiée, Élodie obéissait, consciente que son corps la trahissait encore une fois ; sauf que cette fois, Frank en avait après son anus, vierge encore car elle s’était toujours refusée à la sodomie. Alors elle était anxieuse, d’autant que Franck était pourvu d’un engin épais qui risquait de la déchirer. Il commença par enfoncer un doigt ; elle se crispa et il donna une bonne claque avec son autre main.

— Tu es serrée, tellement tu as la trouille ! C’est que mon doigt, alors tu te laisses faire !

Il fit lentement jouer le doigt, entrant et sortant, avant de forcer le passage avec un deuxième, arrachant un gémissement à Élodie, consciente de la posture obscène qu’elle avait. Un froid dans ses reins : il versait du lubrifiant dans la raie des fesses, le faisant pénétrer avec ses doigts dans l’orifice convoité. Il travailla patiemment l’anus, jusqu’à glisser trois gros doigts joints jusqu’à la jointure avant de présenter sa queue raide.

— Ne te crispe pas, ma salope, tu auras mal sinon. Je vais te défoncer le fion de toute manière… Là !

— Oh ! Mon Dieu, non, c’est trop gros… Oh !

— C’est rentré, alors ta gueule !

Élodie serrait les dents ; les larmes sillonnaient ses joues alors que l’épais mandrin s’enfonçait en elle, dévastant son anus distendu, la bonne lubrification permettant de coulisser parfaitement. Franck était aux anges, bien serré dans les entrailles chaudes et accueillantes ; il donna de violents coups de boutoir qui arrachèrent de nouvelles larmes à Élodie, qui tomba en avant mais resta bien cambrée, écrasée sous la masse de Franck. Ses 50 kilos avaient disparu sous les 115 kilos de Franck qui la besognait avec rudesse, lui faisant sentir chaque centimètre de son engin.

À sa surprise, elle sentait son bassin qui se tendait pour aller au devant de la queue bien raide ; elle commença à geindre, accompagnant chaque ruée d’un cri de gorge. Elle sentit monter la jouissance alors qu’il accélérait en poussant des grognements bestiaux, l’insultant et lui bavant dans le cou ; quand il se planta en elle, tétanisé, et se vida dans ses reins, elle cria et jouit à son tour. Il resta vautré sur elle un long moment, soufflant comme un phoque et inondant Élodie de sueur.

— Alors, ma petite salope, tu aimes ça, te faire défoncer la rondelle ; je me sors que tu puisses travailler un peu. Tout à l’heure, je t’en remettrai une dose dans le cul. Mais d’abord, ton collier de chienne, j’allais oublier…

Élodie travailla en continu jusqu’à 19 heures avec un large collier de cuir noir pour tout vêtement. Elle nettoya à nouveau cuisine et séjour, et cette fois s’aventura dans deux chambres qu’elle n’avait pas encore ouvertes ; Franck lui expliqua que c’étaient les chambres de ses deux fils qui revenaient le lendemain.

— Tu as intérêt à faire ça bien ; ils sont pas marrants, mes deux salopards : ils te dresseront, c’est moi qui te le dis ! Et avec une petite pute comme toi, je crois que ça va leur plaire. Je pense qu’ils partiront moins souvent faire des conneries.

— Mais… Je ne sais pas… Ce n’étais pas prévu, avec vos fils, je ne savais pas…

— Eh bien maintenant, c’est prévu ! Tu leur serviras de vide-couilles comme pour moi. Ça te pose un problème ? J’ai toujours le dossier sous le coude.

Élodie baissa la tête, matée. Plus que huit jours à obéir. Il lui fallait tenir, échapper à cet homme répugnant et réussir à décrocher son diplôme. Après, tout s’arrangerait, son couple repartirait du bon pied… Elle y croyait de moins en moins ; elle se voyait comme une balle lancée dans une pente de plus en plus forte, incapable de remonter, appelée à chuter toujours plus. Elle rentra chez elle et n’adressa pas la parole à son mari ; elle se doucha, mangea et se coucha, épuisée, pour sombrer dans un sommeil sans rêves.

Le lendemain après-midi, avant de partir chez Franck, elle prit un laxatif et se fit un lavement, puis une fois bien nettoyée injecta du lubrifiant dans son anus. Arrivée devant la porte, elle trouva le collier posé par terre ; elle se déshabilla vite et se fixa le collier avant de sonner. Quand la porte s’ouvrit, elle poussa un petit cri car ce n’était pas Franck, mais un homme nu. Un des fils, bien sûr, se rappela Élodie. La vingtaine, plus grand que son père et moins gros. Nu comme un ver ; Élodie eut son regard attiré malgré elle sur sa virilité ; à moitié bandée, c’était une colonne de chair violacée qui pendait sur des testicules velus.

Elle eut le temps de se dire qu’il était aussi velu que son père quand il la tira contre lui et l’embrassa sur la bouche, les mains empoignant ses fesses et les pétrissant. Elle réalisa qu’elle était trempée quand il la souleva un peu pour planter son dard épais dans sa chatte, la laissant s’empaler d’elle-même. Elle défaillit sous l’assaut soudain. Elle se faisait prendre sur le palier par un homme qu’elle n’avait jamais vu, dont elle ne connaissait même pas le nom ! Et ce fut pire encore quand elle sentit contre ses fesses ce qui ne pouvait qu’être une autre verge bandée.

— Non, pas comme ça, s’il vous plaît ! Pas ici, pas sur le palier… Ah ! Non, j’ai mal, c’est trop gros ! Vous allez me déchirer, par pitié…

Évidemment, les deux hommes restaient sourds à ses supplications et la pauvre Élodie subissait sa première double pénétration. Ils la soulevaient par les hanches et la laissaient retomber, s’empalant jusqu’à la garde sur les deux gros mandrins ; elle poussait un cri de gorge à chaque fois mais ne protestait plus ; elle avait croisé ses mains sur la nuque de l’homme qui emplissait son vagin. Qui la força à le lâcher en se reculant et en s’extrayant du vagin ; avant qu’elle comprenne, il lui allongea deux gifles violentes en aller-retour.

Craintive, les larmes ruisselant sur ses joues marquées, Élodie commença à sangloter, douloureusement consciente de sa position. Ils étaient toujours sur le palier, nus, elle était empalée sur un épieu de chair qui lui distendait le fondement, ses pieds ne touchant pas le sol, le dos collé à son pourfendeur ; et elle venait de prendre deux fortes gifles. Elle leva les mains pour se protéger, mais le regard méchant de l’homme l’en dissuada. Elle lui adressa un regard implorant et il rit cruellement.

— Alors, petite salope, tu es bien le garage à bites dont avait parlé mon père ! Tu aimes ça ? Réponds !

— Oui, j’aime ça…

— Tu as envie que je revienne ?

— Oui…

— Alors, demande, petite pute, demande-moi !

— Oui, revenez, s’il vous plaît ! Prenez-moi, je vous en prie.

Il l’embrocha d’une poussée ; son vagin était trempé et brûlant, et elle jouit aussitôt en criant sans retenue. Une porte s’entrouvrit et se referma aussitôt. Toute honte bue, Élodie se donnait sans pudeur en gémissant, éperonnée dans son ventre et dans ses reins, les seins rudement empoignés et tordus. Le premier qui éjacula dans ses reins entraîna la jouissance du second, puis ils reposèrent Élodie qui avait du mal à tenir sur ses jambes tremblantes. Elle put enfin entrer et refermer la porte sur elle en soupirant. Ils étaient déjà partis dans leurs chambres, et Franck, assis dans son fauteuil, regardait Élodie d’un air goguenard.

— Alors, comment tu as trouvé mes fils ?

— J’ai été surprise, Monsieur. Ils sont… vigoureux.

Elle put enfin faire son injection à Franck, sans trembler, mais troublée de sentir ses orifices se vider peu à peu de semence sur l’intérieur de ses cuisses. Elle put enfin se nettoyer, mais Franck l’appela aussitôt.

— Viens, salope ; suce-moi bien avant que je t’encule ; Tu dois avoir le trou bien préparé avec ce que mes fils t’ont mis !

— Oui Monsieur.

Élodie, à genoux entre les cuisses épaisses, commença à administrer une fellation ; bien sûr, il râla et l’insulta sans arrêt car elle n’arrivait pas à prendre le gland aussi profondément qu’il le voulait ; mais il était satisfait dans la mesure où elle mettait du cœur à l’ouvrage, le pompant et le cajolant du mieux qu’elle pouvait. Quand il la repoussa pour ensuite la disposer à sa guise, elle se cambra impudiquement et il la sodomisa sans effort, lui arrachant tout de même un cri étranglé. Il la pilonna brutalement, la ployant en arrière en tirant ses cheveux à deux mains, mais il fut satisfait en la sentant jouir sous ses assauts pourtant féroces.

Et ensuite, elle le nettoya soigneusement de sa langue, le regardant avec un air soumis qui lui arracha un rictus satisfait. En parfaite fée du logis, elle lava la vaisselle, rangea, repassa même du linge, ce jusqu’au moment où les deux fils surgirent de leurs chambres et l’entraînèrent avec eux pour reprendre leurs activités sexuelles. Elle cria quand ils la jetèrent sur le lit, mais elle resta allongée, offerte, comprenant qu’elle allait passer à la casserole et qu’elle n’y gagnerait rien à se rebeller. Elle tourna la tête vers eux et n’en crut pas ses yeux : ils étaient nus, leurs virilités dressées, lourdes et menaçantes ; mais ce qui la choqua, c’était les ceintures de cuir qu’ils tenaient bien serrées dans leur main droite.

— S’il vous plaît, je ferai ce que vous voulez ; ne me battez pas, je vous en prie…

— On va attendrir ton petit cul, c’est ça qu’on veut. Alors tu mords le drap et tu la fermes ; va pas rameuter les voisins !

— Sinon, on te prend dans un bois, et là on te cogne jusqu’à ce que tu sois complètement pelée du cul. C’est ça que tu veux ?

— Non, s’il vous plaît, pas ça… Je vais essayer…

Domptée, Élodie baissa la tête et mordit dans le drap qu’elle saisit et serra à deux mains, offrant ses fesses aux deux brutes. Au premier coup, elle gémit ; au dixième, elle sanglota ; au vingtième, elle était dans un état second, au-delà de la souffrance. Ses fesses étaient durement marquées, couvertes de stries entre le rouge et le brun. Le sang ne coulait pas, mais les marques allaient rester plusieurs jours. Puis ils la sodomisèrent à tour de rôle, se relayant dans son anus dilacéré ; ils se délectaient de ses gémissements, de ses râles, guettant la montée du plaisir chez Élodie.

À un moment, ses sanglots et sa souffrance s’étaient changés en plaintes puis en gémissements de plaisir qu’elle essayait de ravaler pour masquer sa honte de jouir dans ces conditions. Mais rien n’y faisait : son corps la trahissait, elle aimait être traitée comme la dernière des traînées, avilie et prise de force. Ils jouèrent longtemps avec elle, la faisant jouir quand ils le décidaient, rien qu’en la sodomisant sans finesse. Quand ils sortaient de son anus béant, elle les suppliait de revenir, de la prendre encore plus fort.

Plus tard, épuisée, repue, elle alla voir Frank qui regardait la télé en buvant une bière. Elle s’agenouilla devant lui, nue et souillée.

— Monsieur, j’ai compris ce que je suis. Je vous supplie de m’accepter chez vous et de me garder ; je serai votre soumise, je ferai ce que vous voudrez.

— Tu seras ma vide-couilles et celle de mes fils ?

— Oui.

— Et celle de qui je voudrai ?

— Oui.

— Je savais que tu n’étais qu’une petite pute ! Bien ! Tu vas rentrer chez toi, prendre tes habits les plus sexys ; le reste, tu laisses. Et tu reviens ici ; tu as une heure. Je vois que mes fils ont bien marqué ton cul. À ton retour, je m’occuperai de tes gros seins : tu vas déguster.

Auteure : Petite Julie

i fantasise about meeting a nice dominant and finally meeting in real life. The meetings goes very well, i dressed up as a proper slut, tight mini skirt, stockings, CFMN stilettos, tight see-through blouse over a tightly laces corset with silicone false breasts and some slutty makeup to finish the look. i have been in chastity for a week so i am unbelievable horny when the knock on the door finally happens. i totter over to the door and look through the peep hole and it is Him so i open quickly and step behind the door and open it fully for Him to enter. As he passes by me i close the door and lock it behind us. He sits down at the table as i totter over to the mini bar to get the champagne i had brought with me and place it on the table, there are two champagne flutes in the middle of the table.
-You may sit down.
i obey and sit opposite Him at the table. The idea was to have a eye to eye real life meeting here and take it from there.
-Well i can see that your pictures didn't lie. You look very pretty, i am glad you didn't exaggerate and that your pictures was of you. It is not always like that i can tell you.
-Thank You Sir.
He reaches over and picks up the champagne bottle and starts to open it.
-Clearly this is cause for celebration, i am very pleased.
-Thank You Sir.
He effortlessly pops the cork and starts to pour into the two glasses. After he puts the bottle down he motions me to pick up a glass and then takes the other one.
-To a very interesting future for the both of us.
i toast with him and take a sip of the champagne as we continue to chat and start to plan our next step and then there is this hard knocking sound. i look around and am surprised to find that i am laying in the floor bed, i can hear the maid calling through the door that it is checkout time. As i start ti sit up on the bed i realise i am still dressed like i was last night so i yell back that i'll be out of there in 10 minutes. The maid yells back OK through the door. i get up and totter over to the dresser where i had put my male clothes in a drawer. It is empty, i look around and realise that my suitcase that i brought my alter-ego in is also gone. Quickly i totter into the bathroom to check there and the only thing in there is a pink beauty box. i open it and look inside and i recognise my own makeup. A quick search later reveals that there is nothing else left for my except for the pink beauty box. I look through it carefully i find my car keys, wallet, cell phone and house keys in the bottom to my relief. Then the gravity of my situation hits me, i am dressed like a slut in a cheap motel room with no way to get back to my male self. Holy c**p. My mind spins and i have to sit down on the toilet to avoid falling down. I force myself to take several deep breaths and pull my mind together with an effort. My car is parked just outside the motel door and if i stay away out of site for the day i should be able to slip inside my house under the cover of darkness. With an effort i stand up and evaluate what i see in the big mirror. i am a bit dishevelled but a few brushes through my long hair and some quick touch ups of my makeup, i decide that it is as good as i can make it. Peeking through the spy hole and the windows i can see that it looks clear outside so i take the pink beauty box in my left hand together with my car keys and pull the door open with my right, i quickly stagger out of the motel room towards where i left my car before i realise that it is not there anymore, i look around the parking area in wild panic and recognise my car at the other end of the open parking area. In a blind panic i head for it as fast as i can i the ridiculously high heels, knowing that my behaviour is causing more attention to my absurd outfit. When i finally get to my car i fumble with the key before i manage to unlock the driver side door and get inside. As i turn the key to start the engine i bless my foresight to have arranged the meeting in a town over an hours drive from my town, but then i see the blinking fuel light. That is impossible, i filled my car up fully yesterday. I stare at the red light blinking for what feels like a long time until i realise i am still at the motel so i put the car into gear and drive off with screeching tires. After a mile i pull over and open the beauty box and pull my wallet out. I close my eyes and open it, praying that my cash and credit cars are still there. They are so i give a shriek of happiness as i slowly drives towards my home. i can remember a service station just a few miles ahead and as i pull in and stop by the unmanned station i breathe a sigh of relief. There is no one nearby so i get out and fill up the tank with my credit card. When i get back safely inside the car and drive off i feel a lot better. i knew an area where i can park until it gets dark that is not that far from where i live so i headed directly there and when i got there i parked. i pulled out my cell phone from the beauty box and looked for messages from Him, explaining what had happened but there was nothing. Feeling a bit tired and hung over i decided to try to get some rest so i tilted my seat back and dozed off. i woke up late in the afternoon and panicked at first until i realised why i was there and what had happened and then i freaked out again. When i calmed down i once again checked my messages but there was nothing from Him. i was hungry and thirsty but not to bad as i just at there, waiting for the protection of darkness, trying to figure my situation out. Eventually i deemed it dark enough so i started my car and headed home. The drive was uneventful as i finally pulled up under my carport and turned the car off. i lowered my window a but and listened carefully for any signs that some of my neighbours where out, but i could not hear anything so i closed my window, turned the dome light off and opened the driver side door. Carefully i exited and stood in the darkness, blessing the fact that i had not put up a motions sensor despite having been recommended that by my good friend and neighbour. Slowly and as quietly as i could i made my way to the side door, unlocked it and slid inside to safety, locking the door behind me. I headed into my kitchen, closed the drapes and turned on the lights before filling a big glass of water up and drinking it down in one go before heading into my bedroom. When i got there i started to undress quickly and soon there was just the panties and chastity cage left so i picked up the key i had left on my bedside table and went into my bathroom. I stepped out of my panties and tried to insert the key into the padlock, but it didn't seem to fit. Carefully not to force it in i tried again and again but it would not fit. I checked the key and it's tag, it was the correct key but it still did not fit so i headed back into my bedroom and my bedside table. As i was standing there and looking around me wildly i heard a ringing phone. I headed out to the kitchen to where i had left the beauty box and my cellphone before i realised that the ringing came from inside my bedroom. In a daze i turned back and found a pink bedazzled new iphone in my bedside table drawer. The caller id on the phone was Master and i almost dropped the phone in chock. Shaking i answered it.
-Hello?
-You are Mine now!

blonde slut jerking my cock in car before...

I had a best friend in hs, we were neighbors and inseparable. She was, and still is, one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. Me, on the other hand, I am short, stubby, and far from being pretty. She always had the attention of men, our age, and older, but she was a kind of girl that didn't enjoy it, she tried to hide her body, introverted and waiting for someone special.

There was a man in her life, in senior year, he was our age, our class mate, but he seemed so mature. When a 19 year old talks about literature, and poetry, that strikes pretty hard at that age. He was all over her, but she didn't want any of it, but he was so persistent, that one night, she gave in, and lost her virginity to him. She told me that, the next morning, along with her decision not to stay with him, since, he is not the man for her.

I was always envious of her, and that made me want him, but I was too much of a coward to do anything about it. I remember thinking of him, almost every day, with a hand down my knickers, and that lasted the whole summer. Then, they both moved away for uni, and I was left behind.

Life went on, I met my now husband, lost my virginity to him at the ripe age of 21, but I continued to live in a fantasy world, lusting over men around me, and that fantasy, eventually is the reason I am here.

I met him few times after that, on the street, but the first time we had an opportunity to talk, was at our 20 year graduation aniversary. I was wearing I short dress, he told me that I look good, and a little after midnight, I was on top of him, in his car, cumming like there is no tomorrow. After that, he threw me on my back, and fucked me like I have never been fucked before, fast and hard, and he didn't bother to pull out.

It has been two and a half years since that night, and I still masturbate to the memory of it.

I know some might not find this very interesting, but my whole sexual life is in these few lines.

Would like to request my weed back from the nice officer who pulled me over last night but did not arrest me. My girlfriend sucked him off in his car while I waited. I did not know what she did until she told me. She said it was better than her dad finding out. I just want my weed back!

10 years ago today..

I recently turned 21. I went to a casino for the first time. I played some slots and eventually sat down for blackjack and an older turkish muslim man sat next to me. Friendly guy. Drunk. Bought drinks for the table. After some time, he offered me 5k in chips to fuck my ass if I went back to his room with him. I took the offer. 5k was more money than I ever had by that point. I think my bank account had like 100$ in it or some poverty level amount like that.

We went to his room, I washed up. He did not. He smelled of body odor. I told him to wash his dick. He left. Came back and his dick still smelled. I bent over, I slathered so much lube on my asshole. I covered his cock in lube.

There I was, bent over. Exposed. This stranger is staring into my asshole, lusting over it. I have second thoughts but it's too late. This is my own fault. Ass in the air, a disgusting turkish man mounted over me. Selling my asshole for 5k. He came trying to fit his cock in my ass. No fingers, no trying to work it it. He went for it full on. I don't think he got the head in fully. I remember feeling a cold splash that quickly felt warmer on my ass cheeks and lower back. I went to clean up in the bathroom. He lied down and said we'll try again when I come back.

Took a few minutes, thinking it over. What have I done? Regrets throughout my body. I came back out. He's snoring. I stole his watch, had the chips in my pocket, and left.

Cashed out the 5k chips and bought my first car. I drove that for about 6.5 years after that. I traded the watch for a BBQ some guy was selling online.

I think about that experience almost every day for the past 10 years. Some times I feel shame. Some times I feel proud. Some times I hope for it to happen again.

January 2nd, 2013

San Diego, CA

The couple at the adult theater.

I'm 26 years old, 6'4" brown hair, brown eyes, 220lbs, in shape, and considering what I do, I must qualify as bisexual.

This was a wednesday night, after I had been out at a dance club. I was feeling horny and didn't want the night to end, so I decided to head over to an adult bookstore that has a porn theater. I had been there before, and knew it was good for a blowjob or handjob.

I arrived around 12:30am (I guess it was technically Thursday) and made my way into the store, purchased a ticket, and went into the theater proper. This theater has two screens, so you can sit and watch one porno or go to the other one if it's showing more to your taste (or you find hotter people on either side.)

I decided to settle down into a seat and I just went all out for it. I pulled my pants around my ankles and sat on the chair. It may be a little disgusting, but who cares. It's fucking hot.

An older man, in his late 50s moved toward me and sat down next to me. Soon his hand was on my cock stroking me, but it wasn't a few seconds before his mouth was on my cockhead and he was slurping me up and down.

It usually takes me a while to cum, but I can usually focus in on some really hot fantasy or situation and get off easier. This time, the saliva from his sloppy blowjob was dripping down my balls and into my asscrack. And as he was sucking me, he began fingering my asshole. Just the tip of his finger, but I scooted my ass off the chair to give him better access.

I started panting and telling him to make me cum. About 3 others were watching this scene, and it turned me on. So I said "Daddy, make me cum" and kept repeating it until I shot a hot load into his mouth and my asshole clamped down onto the tip of his finger.

So then I was done. I pull up my pants, zip up, head out... stop in the restroom to wash my hands... and head out to the car.

What about the couple?

I notice a car pull in RIGHT as I get into my car. A man and a woman. It's now 1am, and this is unusual in terms of coming to buy a vibrator with your man. I watch them get out, and then I watch them talk to each other. It seems like the man is giving the woman a pep talk or dirty talk. I was inside my car and couldn't hear.

Now, the woman was about 5'6" blonde hair, a decent body, a little pudgy but more curvy than anything else.

So I do what anyone would do. I head back into the theater. I notice the woman is heading to the restroom to get ready, and I'm back in the theater talking to the old guy who sucked me off. He's seen them there before, and he says I should get in on it. I ask if I should go out and get a condom from my car, and he says yes... but the couple comes in then, and goes to the opposite side that I'm on.

I wait a few minutes and head over there myself. Fuck going out for a condom. I gotta get in on this, and a blowjob is hot.

So this woman is in the corner right next to the movie screen, which makes it very difficult for people outside of the corner to see her (since the screen is so bright and the corner so dark.) She's squatting down and sucking on a cock and her husband is encouraging her, telling her to suck it down, and be a nasty slut.

I push my way forward after one guy moves out (there were only like 5-6 of us there, and I was, by far, the youngest.) and she looks up at me and takes my soft cock into her mouth. I've had better blowjobs, but this was hot. I grabbed her head and fucked her mouth a little, at first I didn't grab it and bumped her head against the wall a few times until I realized what I was doing and grabbed her.

She stood up as I moved back, because the husband wanted me to cum, and I wasn't about to cum again... like I said, it takes me a while to cum and I just had gotten my balls drained 10 minutes prior.

But as I moved back, another man moved in... but the woman didn't want him. She reached her hand out for me, grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me against her and kissed me. We made out pretty hotly and she turned to her husband and moaned "I want him" and turned around and bent over...

I didn't turn down the invitation. I spread her cheeks and lined up my mostly hard cock at her pussy and shoved it in bareback. She was moaning and pushing back, and I was giving it to her hard. Everyone else was just watching and her husband was saying to cum in her mouth and I kept assuring him I would.

I fucked her for 5 minutes, then moved back, her husband started to fuck her and she said "You like my fucked cunt, baby?" and he was saying how he did. Then I moved back in, this time face to face, she lifted her left leg up and I shoved my cock in as I made out with her and fucked her hard up against the wall.

This went on for another 5 minutes and I started to get close. Her pussy was SOAKING wet. But as I pounded her, I knew I wanted to cum in her cunt, but the husband didn't want that... so... I did it anyway. And I didn't stop fucking as I came in her cunt. I don't know if she noticed and liked it, or if she didn't notice because I had just cum. But then I pulled out and pushed her to her knees and shoved my cock into her mouth. I pushed it all the way in, down her throat and grunted a bit as I held it there.

When I pulled out, her husband asked if she got it, and she said she had.

Then the husband told me to meet them outside.

I did, and he told me they'd be there next week. I haven't seen them since. But, we'll see. I have other stories to entertain you with about all sorts of things.

Sitting in my work truck near the airport would love for a  dirty slut to start flashing and teasing in her car opposite 

Girlfriend rubbing her clit in the car

Yes Master I am your little cum whore, and mind fucked little slut just looking at you.. too nervous to say more but hope this will feed my Sadistic Master mind. And as I was bad and not jumping whit prude and bf.. i made similar situation and had bi watching us while she wanted so bad to be fucked, making her upset like i did with prude a little as bi likes one of the guys making myself in same time more feeling exposed.. and if my Master was in hare the other day and I hesitated I am so sorry my Lord.. you make me all dizzy and grasping for Your mood! I do want to impress my Lord and I do wanna try I am I promise.. and please just when You can a word of You not because I earned with this but when you can give me a breath please just because you can and means a lot to your slave.. i can say the vibe was like on my trip working them in the car with my bad mouth crashing in my house already wanting to fuck me.. rest details when You allow me to blush infront of you please do take this as my begging please.. crawling dragging at your feet all my submission over and over

MEANWHILE, IN RUSSIA...

Mad crash video: Truck rams 12 cars at full speed
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Wisdom overcomes all ignorance if people learn it. Educate yourself, TYT and RT america on youtube.

18 m 8'' for F. Scotland ,Coatbridge/Falkirk car meets ? open2all@outlook.com

A few years ago, for my 16th birthday, my step-dad took me to a strip club with his friends. He went there a lot, so he knew they wouldn't card me as long as I didn't try to buy alcohol.

As soon as we got there, we took seats around the stage, and my step-dad and his friends ordered beers, and I ordered a Sprite. The dancer on the stage was pretty, and I'd been rock hard since the parking lot, but I couldn't take my eyes off another dancer who was standing by the bar. She looked barely older than me, and she didn't have big tits, but she had tiny little nipples and a skinny body, and was very pretty.

My step-dad noticed me gazing at her, and excused himself. He approached her, spoke with her for a minute, and then led her over to where we were sitting, where she introduced herself as Stacy, and told me my step dad had bought a dance for me.

I was nervous and excited, but 10 seconds into the dance I knew I was in trouble. My step-dad and his friends all watched as she straddled me and ground against my crotch, her soft tits in my face. I'd never even kissed a girl before.

I think she had danced for about 30 seconds when I began to try to push her off of my lap, to decrease the pressure a bit, but it was too late. The soft feeling of her abdomen in my hands, and the knowing smile she flashed me as I tried to push her off a bit was more than I could handle, and suddenly my whole body tensed as I began to ejaculate in my pants.

After about another 5 seconds, the dancer stood up and smiled at my step dad and his friends and said, "all done!" My step dad's friends erupted in laughter. My face burned red, as I excused myself and ran to the bathroom. Being a strip club, there were no stalls, and I was too shy to try to pull down my sticky boxers where anyone might see me. So reluctantly I returned to the stage with the sticky mess still in the front of my pants.

There I was forced to sit for another 45 minutes, sipping my Sprite, as my step dad and his friends each got a dance from Stacy, each of them touching and groping her much more aggressively than I had done. My cock grew hard again in my sticky pants, and I was immediately jealous of them touching the girl who had drawn my affections. But no one volunteered to buy me another dance, and I could hardly expect a dancer to dance on my sticky lap.

On the car ride home, my step dad told me he'd never been so embarassed by me in his life, and that I'd better learn some stamina if I ever want to please a girl. He never invited me out with them again.

I'm a straight 30 year old guy who is 6'0" @ 180lb, lifts, has slept with over a dozen women, has a good job, car, house, etc. However, I have become addicted to porn as most of you have, and especially after viewing 10/10 instagram models, am obsessed with women. I have experimented with males before, but definitely prefer female ass/tits/legs. I have always been obsessed with transexuals, you know, the ones who are hotter than most actual females, but don't consider myself bisexual.

Point is, viewing all of these gorgeous women with estrogen flowing out from their tits and pussy, has screwed with my head. I may be just viewing, or jerking, but I always want to BE them. I even think "omg she is SO lucky". Sure, that's why hormone therapy and transexualism is on a sharp rise, but I will not participate, even if I do enjoy dressing up.

The photo is an example of what I wish I looked like. Any other guys feel the same?

looking for a FEMALE submissive slave that can travel far and has a car respond if interested

My lesbian little GF got horny in the car.

Today i got that phone call that every man dreads.

"Hey Jim"

"Hey Sam" I replied.

"Jim your driver's side window regulator is broken. That's gotta be fixed."

OK

"I replaced one motor mount. But i could not remove the other one, the bolt is broken. I can't get to it."

"Also, Jim, you have an oil leak... one of the axles... rust..." he went on for a bit.

I responded "So you're telling me that I'm at the point where putting more money into this car is no longer a good idea."

"Exactly!!!" he said.

OK.

We ended our conversation.

I just sat silently for a few moments.

I'm not going to have my sports car anymore??

But the car is only 26 years old!!!!!!