my daughter jsut went out and bought another 66 ford pick up. why i dont know i have one that i fixed with a tube frame and a 572 BB chevy engine. the othere looks great but its still has a 429 ford engine in it. but why i'm posting this isn't here is because she wants this one to be 100% factory 352 engineand all.
its because it has a BIG camper on it. and when we was looking to see what it would take to it off but it was full of boxes that didn't look like they never been opened. and when she started opening them they was full of blow up dolls dildos butt plugs cock rings you name it she most likely owns it now.

So, I was looking at these real sex doll advertisements. I am fascinated, but I'm not really sure who would buy these things.

I'm not talking about those cheap inflatable plastic things, but the ones they advertise as "like the real deal". They look quite realistic, but I find them ridiculously expensive.

I understand that the materials, the manufacturing process cost a lot, I just don't see who would spend $6000 for a sex doll regardless of it's quality.

Here is a simple calculation. Maybe prices are higher in te US but in my country you could buy 1-2 hours of fun with 18-20 year old university girls for $60-65. For the money one would spend on one of these dolls one could fuck 100 different girls, and have sex every week for a year.

I can't imagine how one of these dolls would like after a year of use, and also I can't imagine that someone who has the money to buy one of these don't have money to attract girls, even if they are golddiggers.

So, whores or dolls?

Any one that can tell me what's a good toy/doll/cock cum cup? 
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I wrote a KotH fan fic years ago then forgot about it. Just added a part 2. Enjoy!

Nights in Arlen
A KotH sex story
By: null

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

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

---

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

---

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

>Part 2<

There was a tap at the window. Luanne cast a hazy look towards the sound.
“Luanne!”
She had not gained focus yet as she slowly rolled to a seated position and rubbed her eyes.
“Luanne! It’s Lucky! Come to the window.”
The voice of her ex-boyfriend somehow filled her with joy. She walked over to the window.
“Luanne… I’m an idiot. I nearly lost the best thing in my life. And for what? A bunch of losers? I need you back, Luanne. Will you come away with me?”

Luanne was filled with warmth and hope. She climbed out the window and into Lucky’s outstretched arms. He ran with her to his 4x4 and shut the door. Luanne was absolutely beaming. She was about to crank up the radio when she noticed the display looked weird. It looked like a digital clock. Slowly but deliberately her dream faded and she returned to reality. She had been looking at her clock. 11:17 PM…

As the hope and joy of her dream melted away it was replaced by the cold dread of her dark bedroom. As her mind made the transition she leaned up. There was light coming from underneath the door way. He was still awake. Luanne sat frozen. Listening for any sound. She thought she could hear something but then realized it was her own heartbeat. Pounding in her chest.

“Calm down, Luanne” she thought to herself. “He just forgot to turn off the light.” She could hope.

As she continued to sit there in silence a lack of any sound had a calming effect. Was she in the clear? The second she allowed her anxiety to relent she heard the garage door open. A cold pall was cast over her. Her only reaction was to silently lay back down and curl up. Her pounding heart the singular focus. As it began to echo in her ears all fell silent when she heard her door open. No sound. No feeling. Only the black of her eyelids. It felt like hours to Luanne before she heard her door close. As she listened to him walk to her bedside the chill turned to the feeling of insects crawling up her back. It was all she could do to not physically brush away the feeling he had draped upon her. Heart pounding again.
He stood at her bedside for a full minute. Looking at his prize. The line of her ample body causing his manhood to press against his jeans. He took one final swig from his Alamo can and put it on her bed table. Luanne heard the jangle of his belt as he removed his pants. As ants on her back were now biting her the knowledge of what was about to happen nearly drove her to vomit. She swallowed hard as he slunk under her blanket and pressed his throbbing dick against her. He wrapped his arms around her stomach and began to grind into her large ass. It was at this time that the cold sweat came and all feeling was gone. If Luanne had a mind she would understand that this was a defense mechanism to help her cope with the extreme nature of her predicament. But alas, she does not. However, what was undeniable was the feeling of nothingness that washed over her. He was now holding her hips as he pressed his penis in-between her legs as best as he could while still clothed. He liked the pressure. After a few minutes, another pressure was too much to bear. He removed his boxers. Slid her sweat pants down to her knees and placed his throttled member in-between the soft upper part of her thick thighs. He could feel the involuntary wetness develop through her white cotton panties as he started to dry hump her. Luanne could smell the mixture of his constant bad breath and stale Alamo beer creep down her face as he began to lick her neck and ear. She began to tear up as his hands moved across her stomach to her breasts. He began to fondle her breasts over the bra. As he kneaded her breasts he began to moan in her ear.

“I love you, Luanne” he stammered out as he continued his assault.

The mixture of precum and pussy juice had become audible with his thrusts. Sensing he was close he slowed down. He ran his hands over her stomach back to her thighs. He rubbed them over then moved one hand down to her pussy. The fact that the whole area was moist filled his entire being with excitement and a warped sense of connection to Luanne. “She is enjoying this” he thought to himself. He gently pushed her to the side as he removed her sweatpants and panties. As he laid back down beside her flat on his back he took a deep whiff of the mess she had made in her panties. The unmistakable smell filled him with carnal lust. He adjusted so that he was sitting with his back to the head board and she was sat in-between his legs facing away.

“Luanne? Luanne… are you awake?” he whispered.
Luanne began to cry. The soft whimpers driving Hank Hill to near sexual insanity. He gathered himself.
“Luanne… hold your arms up.” A request that was always made and never followed.

He removed her shirt unassisted and pulled her towards him so that she was sitting on top of his engorged member. Driving it into her mattress. Softly he draped his hands over the top of her breasts and moved up and down over her bra. Hank liked the last little barrier. Soon it was more than he could take. He pushed her forward slightly and unclasped her bra. He moved the straps off her shoulders but was careful not to let it fall off the front. In one fluid motion, he moved his hands from the top of her breasts down. The bra fell to her lap and he fondled her heavy breasts. His fingers rising one by one as he dragged them over her large puffy nipples. Her whimpers became quiet crying. After a few minutes of groping her chest and kissing her neck one of his hands came up to wipe her tears. Her whole face was covered. This made Hank insatiable. He gently twisted her head to the side and began licking the tears from her cheek. Moved to the other side and cleaned that as well. The stink of his drying saliva altering Luanne’s perception. The salty taste in his mouth was the limit. He pushed her slightly forward at the hips and his dick popped straight up. He spun her around so that she was facing him, put her lifeless arms over his shoulders, and pulled her into him. Her chubby pussy lips were now wrapped around the base of his shaft. The heat from it surprised him. He began to involuntarily grind into her. Luanne was looking down, eyes closed, sobbing. Tears dripping from the bottom of her chin onto her breasts. He placed his hands on the side of her face and pulled up. Her eyes would not meet his.

“Luanne? Uncle Hank loves you. You know that, right?”
Luanne answered with question with more quiet crying.
“Luanne? I don’t want to hurt you. I want to love you. You’ll let me love you, right?”

He did not wait for an answer as his putrid tongue was thrust into her mouth. He began to grunt has his tongue made love to her throat. He had now moved his hands down to her ass cheeks so he could slide her dripping wet cunt up and down his shaft.

“Oh god, Luanne” he stammered as he began to feast on her neck and chin.

It was in this moment that awareness clumsily returned to her. It had never gone this far before. Never this intense. Luanne bravely ventured a quick a look into his eyes and he was not there. They were lifeless. Like a dolls eyes. She had to do something. She had to make a decision. To save the one shred of dignity she had left…

As he was mindlessly grinding her and the pace quickened she whispered, “…Uncle Hank?”

The sound of her whisper somehow shattered through him as he looked up at her.

“Uncle Hank…” she whimpered as she gulped down the putrid mix of his saliva and hers, face breaking out because of all his bacteria.
“…I’ll love you back if you’ll let me, Uncle Hank.”
The statement threw Hank Hill’s mentality for a loop. As he searched for words he noticed her arms slightly tighten behind his neck. It was all he could do to speak.
“How do you want to love me, Luanne?” he asked as he slowly began to grind again.
“Like this…” and with that she began to slowly counter his gyrations.

At this point Luanne stopped crying. Any thought aside from the void caused from being molested by her uncle was a light in the darkness.
Effecting an innocent Texas twang as best she could she asked, “Can we ‘jus rub ‘em together? As she softly but assuredly began to pick up the pace. All in the hope that agreeable vulnerability would calm his carnal lust.

Normally, this is not how Hank Hill operates He needs absolute control. Absolute dominance. But the magnitude of her request had pierced him. Had he finally broken her? These “sessions” have been escalating and getting dangerous. If she had succumbed to him, he had to play his hand right so he didn’t upset the delicate balance.

“Yes, baby. We can.” He answered as he slid down flat on his back.

Luanne wiped her nose with her arm, leaned forward over her uncle so that her heavy breasts were hanging down over him, and began working her hips. Slowly grinding her cunt up and down the length of her uncle’s big dick. Hank Hill had left himself again. Only this time he was in a haze of infatuation. Secure in the fact that he had broken her. She was his. He reached up and cupped her breasts in his hands. Pulled her down slightly and began to suck on her puffy nipples. Popping them as he released her large areolas. As he was tonguing her breasts the sickness returned to Luanne. As with any trauma, being present in the moment invites the pain to come rushing in. She had to end this quickly. She began to roll her wide hips and press down into her uncle’s rock hard erection. Suddenly he stopped sucking her breasts. She cast a quick glance at her uncle and his eyes were closed. He began to gyrate into her deliberately. He grabbed her large warm ass cheeks with his hands and pressed her into him even harder.

Her uncle breathlessly spoke, “Oh baby. Keep loving me.”
His ass was now rising off the bed as his pelvis lifted her with each thrust. So much so that she had fallen forward and they were chest to chest.
“Oh Luanne… oh, God! I’m cumming baby!” he choked out as four ropes of her uncles hot cum forced its way in-between them.

Involuntarily, Luanne rose up off him and the cum began to drop down her stomach. As it began to reach the top of her pussy she cupped in with her hand. She looked at her uncle. His eyes were closed and he had a tired smile on his face. She stayed straddling him. Afraid to move. She silently moved her hand up her stomach to get the rest of her uncle’s sperm off her body and into her hand then wiped it into the comforter. As she did that he looked up at her.

“You’ve made your uncle very happy, Luanne.”

And with that he leaned off her bed. Bent down and put on his jeans. The reality of watching him put on his jeans. The hairy legs and the jangle of the buckle was too much for Luanne. The vomit rushed up her throat and into her mouth. She clenched her lips as tight as she could. Mercifully, her uncle did not look back and silently left her room. Luanne stayed motionless on her knees on the bed. Nose and eyes running from the acidic vomit that had filled her mouth. She listened as she heard the familiar sounds of his “after session” bathroom sounds. As she heard the click of their bedroom door she rushed to the window, threw it open, and let the vomit shoot out of her mouth. Two more rushes after that. When she was done she dropped to her knees and openly wept in the corner of her room. The confusion of what had happened. The absolute disgust at what she did to avoid worse. The panging dread at what she would have to do in the future. All this mental anguish was cascading over her and breaking her soul.

After a few minutes, she got up from the floor. She put on her sweatpants. “Jaime” she thought hazily as the tears rolled down her face. Slunk to the bathroom and showered. Slunk back to her bedroom. Ripped all the blankets and pillows off her bed then laid down in her towel.

As she regained focus she saw the can of Alamo on her night stand. She smashed if off and saw her clock.

12:31 AM.

To be continued.

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Last week I started a poll about which celebrity I should write my story about. You picked Selena gomez. So here it is.

New poll attached

Camping out
(Tags:MF oral, mutual, cowgirl, anal)
DISCLAIMER: no events in this story have happened, or will ever happen. Everything below is strictly the product of my imagination

I push thru the last thing underbrush, emerging into a large clearing. The far edge dropped off to a sheer cliff about 50 feet away, overlooking the tree covered peaks of the Blue Ridge mountains. The midday sun lit the horizon in vibrant blues and greens.
“Hurry up mamachita, you need to see this.” I called back, slowly crossing the clearing. I dropped the bag containing the tent, just short of the halfway point of the clearing, as my hiking partner fought her way into the clearing. She ran her fingers through her dark hair, pulling a few leaves from it before crossing to my side.
“Absolutely beautiful.” She whispered, as I wrapped my arms around her small frame.
“The second most beautiful thing I’ve seen today.” I answered looking down into her dark eyes. She smiled up at me and gently kissed my arm. Selena and I had been quietly seeing each other for over a year, snagging dinner together when our schedules had us in the same town, or calling and snapchatting each other every night. This was the first time since we met that we both had a week off at the same time. After several minutes of taking in the view, I released the embrace and pulled out my cell.
“And no service, just like you wanted.” I stated, showing her my screen. She smiled and checked hers, finding the same results. “We probably should get set up before it gets too late.”
I unpacked the tent, and within a few minutes, had the 20 person tent set up. I tossed my bag in, and my sleeping bag. I walked over to Selena and eased her pack off her back as she finished setting up the camp kitchen.
“Where’s your sleeping bag?” I asked.
“I didn’t bring one.” She answered unzipping her bag looking for something.
“Good thing I brought my two person bag.” I responded.
“I thought you’d want me with you if I wore this to bed.” She added pulling out a small red lace baby doll. She held it to her frame and let out a giggle noticing my growing bulge, before stashing it away. “I thought you’d like it.”
I finished setting up our camp and gathered the fire wood as Selena began cooking our dinner. The camp fire lit up our site as the sun fell below the horizon. She gave a small shiver, so I got up and wrapped a blanket around her shoulders, then spread a second across our legs. She snuggled up close to me. Her small frame felt even smaller next to me. We spent the next several hours simply talking to each other.
I stood to stretch my legs, when she noticed a difficult to hide bulge running down my leg.
“Is someone ready for bed?” She asked, biting her lip. She stood l keeping herself wrapped in the blankets. She pushed herself to her toes to kiss my lips, before taking off to the tent.
“Not yet!” She yelled out as I touched the tent door. I went back to the fire and waited. After several moments, I heard the zipper on the tent unzip, and saw a small hand becon me to the tent. I entered the tent, and saw Selena still wrapped in the blankets. After closing the tent she motioned for me to lay on our sleeping bag.
Once I was down and comfortable, she dropped the blankets as “I can’t keep my hands to myself” started playing. The red lace only made her tanned Latina skin look even more desirable. Every move she made and touch of her body she took excited me more. She teased flashing me her small tits, but instead I had to settle for watching her ass and pussy lips eat the thin thong string.
She lowered herself to straddle my hips as the song switched to “fetish”. The moment she undid my shirt and touched my chest, I nearly exploded. She kissed my neck, then inch by inch down my body, eventually undoing my pants, pulling out my throbbing man meat.
Selena linked her lips before kissing the tip, leaving a small lipstick kiss on the end. She ran her lips along the underside of my shaft, before taking my balls in her mouth, wrapping her hand around my dick. Her small hand stoking me, made it feel even bigger than the ten inches it already was. She split her fingers and licked her way back to the tip.
I closed my eyes as I felt her bobbing her head up and down, enjoying sucking my Dick almost as much as I enjoyed her doing it. I slowly opened my eyes after several minutes when I felt her stop and go just to stroking my dick. She was gazing seductively at me. She rotated herself, straddling my chest, then returned to sucking my dick, as I looked down at her tight, wet pussy, and her even tighter asshole.
I gave her pussy a deep, tongue filled kiss, drawing a long deep moan from her. I slid my tongue upwards and gave her ass an even deeper kiss, eliciting a sharp gasp, before a trembling, pleasure filled moan. Selena sat upright, pushing my tongue further up her ass. She gripped my Dick with both hands, stoking it long and hard, as my arms wrapped around her thighs, allowing me to massage her dripping wet clit.
She soon released my Dick and gripped my hips, pushing herself downward onto me as her body trembled in orgasmic pleasure. After a moment of catching her breath, she turned and lowered herself onto my dick, slowly stretching her pussy in pleasurable pain.
Selenas pussy was soaking from her recent orgasm. It was a lighter tan than the skin just inches above and below it, and completely smooth from waxings. I reached down and squeezed her ass as her thin pink lips consumed my dicks head, and slowly covered the remainder of my glistening member.
My hands made their way up her sides, and untied her top, exposing her perfect tits. They were a perky b-cup with dark brown nipples, rock hard and slightly bouncing as she slid up and down my length. I took her tits in my hands, drawing an audible gasp of excitement.
Her hips rode back and forth, sliding every inch of me in and out of her. Her labored breathing, moaning and gasps be game heavier and more passion filled the faster and deeper I helped her move. Eventually she collapsed down onto me and locked her lips to mine as a second, more intense orgasm ravished her body. I felt her juices push hard against my dick, almost flushing me out.
I laid her next to me and properly removed my clothes. She remained face down with her hips high I the air. I knelt behind her and rested my tip just inside her pussy. She pushed on my thighs, then slightly spread her ass, opening it for me. I leaned down and gave it one last good lick before pressing my way into her ass. I could only fit about half of me in her. I wrapped her legs around my hips, and lifted her off the ground, cupping her tits for support. It only took a few thrust before she was screaming, eyes rolling deep back into her head.
“OHMYFUCKINGGODIMCUMMINGSOHARDCUMONMYFACEPLEASEIWANTYOURCUMONMYFACE!” She screamed. I laid her down face up and knelt next to her head. I stroked my Dick hard and fast as she puckered her lips, as my cum shot out in thick white ropes of sticky liquid.
By the time I had finished, she had passed out in pleasure. I laid down next to her, wrapping her in my arms and us in the blankets. I kissed the top of her head as she smiled at me.

Pick a tanned doll

I confess the 1st time I had sex with my wife I was juiced up on Viagra. We checked into a nice hotel on a Sunday afternoon noon after been dating for a few months. I popped half a Viagra an hour before. I fucked her five times, each time after intensive foreplay. We both left exhausted that night. That was it her, she fell in love with the cock and being fucked like a rag doll.

Moral of the story, if you want to keep em’ juice up get them back for more.

fun with dolls...mmmmm

My future slutwife.. a real cum doll

July 4th fucking Ellie the sex doll.

I want to confess that I am an absolute sucker for powerful men. If I see a man in a suit, I go weak at the knees. If a man has a deep and profound commanding voice, my pussy literally oozes. I've always fantasised about a couple of powerful men taking me under their wing, looking out for me and adoring me but fucking me and using me like their little whore every second they desire it. I want them to bring friends over, I want to be shared. Shared and loved. Like an old rag doll.
I want to be sat on the floor looking up at a circle of cock around me and my owners encouraging me to do them proud. Ahhhh the dream 💕

Tiffany Doll

Fuck doll

Rag doll me

What are you doing if you come on this private patio and see this dumb little Asian fuck doll sitting there drinking?

I want a tranny ladyboy to stuff me with her fat cock and brutalize my cunt until I'm her mindless bitch. I'd love for one of those fake girls to sneak into a bathroom of a club, flashing those rubber doll tits to get in and then take me against a wall or even dragging me into a back alley, stuffing me full of her hot cum and knocking me up instantly.

So my girlfriend can take my 8 inch cock up her ass...ads.... all the way. Not bad for a 125 lb sex doll

My wife is bissexual, but she is extremely jealous, so we built a nice collection of realistic sex dolls to use in our fantasies.
Also, since she travels a lot on business, I let her fuck other women, as long as she filmes it and send me the videos, which I watch while fucking one of our dolls!
We're a really happy couple!

If you saw me in a out of the way gas station in the middle of the night, would you drag me to the bathroom and make me your little fuck doll breeding for as long as you want wwyd

I confess that even though I'm married and love feeling my husband fuck me, I wish so badly that he would tie me to a bed in the middle of a room so that my legs are spread wide open and my arms are above me, and then open the doors and just be completely power  less as I watch a massive group of guys surround me and feel them start groping my body and fucking me like I'm their personal sex doll until I'm completely covered in, and my pussy is overflowing with cum.

I keep trying to tell my hubby how fun it would be and how much I'd enjoy him sharing me with his friends or with other guys, but he won't listen and just says that he doesn't think any other guy would cum for me.

I would absolutely love to prove him wrong by showing him how hard I can make other guys cum, either by giving me a cum tribute or jerking off to my pics and showing me how hard they cum 😫

My sister turned 18 last week and she is still playing with barbie dolls

My Master likes being rude and mean and he knows that gets me wet. Him using me and making me feel like just an object is the privilege only him so far made me properly feel. And our darkness align ohh very much so and our toxic works like Joker and Harlequin. But when we do those crazy things and my Lord provides care and keep my head above water and reward me for being good little fuck doll and his marionette.. makes me weak inside my bones. And I never stop to wonder why do those eyes distract when slave crave to just be a good girl on many levels and why does my desires to fulfill my Lord’s fantasies get punished.. perhaps to be treated like fuck toy that I am.. all that this little fuck toy knows was that it’s very tasty and inspiring and leading me towards Sneaky Devil is when he let me beg and make my mind conflict inside of intense desire to please
How much I was bad girl my Lord?
How much I have to miss the intensity we create?
And how much my toxic surprise is going to be denied?
How bad it is that I overcame my bad girl traits and slip into something more tasty?

which girl would you lock away and keep as a fuck doll.below is pics of each girl so you can have a good look at them individually,happy wanking,winning slut gets a gallery uploaded on here p.s dirty comments about any of the girls will be rewarded with extra pics of them!!!

Just waiting for night to fall. I live in the deep country and can pretty much go outside and stroke my cock anywhere I want at night. I love the feeling of being naked and free outside though I’ve grown board with just jerking. Tonight I have a couple sex dolls set up out there. My cock is getting hard just thinking about it. Anyone else have night escapades with themselves?

Hi guys, long time reader, first time poster.

I confess just the other day I achieved intercourse with a teenager. I wrote out how it happened for your fapping pleasure. Before the trolls arrive, I will not post pics or vids, as I enjoy banging this girl, and will not likely enjoy getting banged by Bubba if I ever got caught. Yes this is a true story.

I have changed our names to protect both of our identities.

***

I had arranged to meet Beth before the group gathering. Tonight is the youth group's Christmas banquet, and she thinks that she's coming in a bit early to get in some photographs.

Well, she is. I told her that I'd like to send some proofs to a modelling agency, and that I need a model to work with. She was flattered and more than willing to comply. Beth is a simple country girl, homeschooled. I asked her once about her schooling, if she learns about biology, physics, math, if her mom is really capable of teaching it. Turns out there's lots that she doesn't get taught.

I really wanted to know how much she knew about sex, and a general sex-education in highschool would include STDs, so I ask her if she's ever heard of chlamydia. She answers, "It's pronounced clematis, and it's a viney plant with white flowers." No sex-ed.

When she arrives, she's wearing a stunning crimson red dress. It hugs her curves. It's strapless, and shows the top of her cleavage, and shows more than half her thighs. The best part of the dress is the zipper up the front--it goes from top to bottom, and there's a zipper head on each end. She's let the heads run a couple of inches from the hem on both ends. She weighs maybe 100 pounds, this dress shows off her perfect legs and ass like nothing else.

Her blonde hair is up in a fancy kind of bun, with long strands dangling down. She isn't wearing any stockings and her legs are smooth and white, and wears a mid-calf-high leather boot, with heals. She's about 5'2" usually, with the boot maybe 5'4". For a 15 year old homeschooler, she has sex appeal down.

"Come right in!" I motion her into the studio I have set up. The studio is in the same building as the banquet, where this youth group meets. She wasn't warned, but I have three high-definition video cameras in the room--one at front, one at side, and one in the opposite corner, close to the ceiling. I intend to revisit this appointment in my mind many times, and the recorded video will help.

"So, today we're going to take a few shots and get them submitted to a modelling studio, to get their feedback on my photography technique. Ready?"

"Sure", she answers with a hesitance, "But what's the video cameras for?" She motions to the obvious cameras.

"Don't pay them any mind, they are for my own purpose. Just ignore them!" I keep cheery and focused, not gonna let this get derailed. I flick on the three high-wattage flood lamps and get some lighting going.

Beth sits on the provided couch. It's a slouchy couch that I selected exactly for that reason. She sits on it and immediately loses balance. Her arms and legs all go out to rebalance, and I get a glimpse of everything wonderful. Perfect "little girl" white cotton panties. And you know damn straight I caught a few clicks, nevermind the video.

"Whew! I almost fell right over!" She wiggles to sit upright. I get her in a few positions: upright, laying on her belly, laying on her back, standing in front of the couch, standing on the couch. A couple of favorites: I got one where she is laying on her belly, and she is facing the camera, head propped up on hands, with elbows to the floor and her knees apart and feet up towards her head. What a glorious view for the camera behind her; on the couch, laying on her back, she has her two hands almost cupping her breasts, pursed lips facing the camera, and her one leg straight and the other upright and bent. God I love her legs.

A couple of times I glimpsed her panties again, and made an "Oops!" kind of sound, so as to play innocent with her. It was obvious that it didn't *really* bother her, and she wasn't ever really embarrassed that it had happened.

Half an hour has passed and I probably have 100 photos, all very excellent. She loves the attention and follows every suggestion.

"Beth, have you ever been tanning?" She's white like my bed linens.

"No, Mom and Dad have me working the greenhouse and I don't get out to go to school, so not really."

"Your skin is very white, can we try something?" She nods. "Come sit on the couch."

I put down the camera and walk up to face her sitting on the couch, and put my hands on her calves just above her boots.

"If we rub your skin a little bit, they'll get a bit of color. Like a little bit red. Are you ticklish?" She shakes her head no.

It was a lie, that her skin should change color. There's no real truth behind it, but it was a lie based on truth: she doesn't like how white her skin is, and I want to touch her. I put my hands on her calf, right above the boot, and drag my fingertips in small circles, over her knee and up to her lower thighs.

She giggles, and doesn't protest. Her skin has changed color though, on her face; she is flushed.

I pull up her chin to look up at me standing in front of her, and do the same to her cheeks, her forehead, her nose, ears and behind the ears. When I got behind her ears, she closed her eyes and leaned in, so I took my time moving on. I tickled her hair, her neck, and moved to her shoulders. "Sit forward", I tell her.

She moves to the front edge of the couch, and I step on the couch to get behind her, then sit behind her with one leg on either side. "Now sit back." Her full weight is leaned against me, and if she knew what a hard-on was, she would feel mine pressed right against her lower back.

I continue massage tickling her shoulders, down her arms, and get back to her neck and ears. She lets out a soft moan and says "That feels really relaxing."

"And it's working too, your skin is changing color." There's no mirror for her to see, so I think she has to take my word for it. "I need to get every inch of your skin, so you're going to have to trust me." She doesn't react, or speak or flinch or anything, so I take my turn.

I casually make continuing tickle circles down her shoulders, to her collarbone, back to her neck, just beyond her collarbone. Her skin is so smooth, and without blemish, and she is totally relaxed and pressing her weight into me. Eventually I reach the hem of her dress, and am massaging her breasts. It's not a fondle or a cupping, but the same tickling. They're so tender, and they almost feel hot to the touch, but that might be in my head.

I continue to tickle up and down her chest, from hem up to neck and ears, and back down again. If she had any reason to be suspicious of foul play, it could be because I would be massaging this part of her body for 10 minutes alone. I even made sure to reach in under her dress a tiny bit, where the zipper head has been let down a bit. And when she didn't protest about that, I let slip in my fingers just under the hem of her dress, right onto her covered breasts. It's tight-fitting, so I don't insist on getting them in, just a bit of foreshadowing for her to think about.

"How are you doing?" I ask her, softly. "Mmmhmm" She responds without words, and I think she slouches a bit. I remember the camera that is facing the couch, and that it probably has a nice view of her crotch right now. OH! Her crotch..

I reach one hand down to her knee, and start massaging there, while the other tickled its way down the front of her dress. Agains she never protests that I ran my hand over her breast, over her belly, pressing in every step of the way. When both of my hands are on her knees, I start to do a drag kind of tickle, straight lines on her thighs, inside, on top, outside. And repeat, each time getting closer to the hem of her dress. Inside her thighs, on top of her thighs, outside of her thighs. Up and down. Repeat.

As I reach the hem of her dress, on my next pass I make a subtle gesture for her to part her legs, I just sort of push her knees a bit outwards. On my next trip up, I am not only inside her thighs, but reaching all the way down to the back of her thighs.

"Beth, do you still trust me?"

"Oh, yes!" She answers almost as a plea. "Put your hands on the back of my head." She reaches around, and clasps her hands on the back of my neck. At the same time I am continuing my upward travel to the hem of her dress, which has no risen because her legs are parted. Very gently, raking my fingers over the insides of her thighs I can feel the warmth that comes from the prize at the end of the road..

Then it happened, my thumbs caught the slightest glance of cotton--her panties. I almost froze it was so unexpected. I mean, I was going there, that's what I wanted, but now that I had arrived I was caught in fear.

"Are you done?" She asks. Her hands are rubbing my head, and she's almost squirming in my hands, as though to try to provoke me to continue.

"Not unless you are", I answer. She relaxes again, and sighs. She wants it.

Now, I pick up her one leg with both hands, and hook it on the outside of my knee. She complies and does her other leg for me. Now spread wide open, she leans her head on my shoulder, and for the first time I notice her breathing--it's quite heavy, she is silently panting.

So I work my way up from her knees, tickling her thighs, knowing that this time I will touch her, and there's no going back.

Every inch closer, she breathes another heavy sigh, I can feel her tensing her whole body, gripping and pulling my hair with her hands. Finally, with my thumbs, I feel the cotton again, and I rake up against it, making circles again.

Then, I hold my hands steady on either side of her panties, just millimetres from her crotch, and, holding my own breath, with my right thumb, gently press into the cotton. At first, light as a feather, and when I'm done, with enough pressure that Beth is squealing. She has never been touched like this.

I start to stroke my thumb up and down the cotton, where her pussy lips divide. It is so hot, and there is considerable friction from how wet she is. Beth is moaning with every exhale.

With the rest of my hands, I grip her under her thighs, right around to her ass, still stroking her very damp panties. She is almost pulling my hair out, writhing in ecstasy, moaning louder with every breath.

I move one hand from her thigh back to her chest, and stroke heavily her chest and neck and ear, and cup her clothed breast. I slow my stroking--I'd like to change pace, but don't want to disappoint her.

Now cupping her vagina and her breast, I just hold her tight, pressing her back against me. Breathing silently, but heavily, she finally speaks.

"Oh my God, Andrew. That is incredible. That feels so good. I don't want you to stop."

"Let's skip the banquet, eh? What do you say?" I have my eyes on the prize, and want to seal the deal. We're only a few rooms away, but nobody knows we're here, and we could stay all night. The banquet starts in about 30 minutes.

"Well.." she pauses. It's clear she wants to go.

"Ok, I tell you what. Let's stay here for a little while longer, go to the banquet, then come back. I promise you won't regret it." Beth is obviously excited.

"Andrew?" She asks. "I want more."

"Let me give it to you then." I slide out from behind her, thankful for a chance to breathe and give my own boner some space. She's now slouching right back against the couch, with her ass on the front edge.

I kneel down in front of her, and reach up her thighs, and under her (now unzipped) dress, grasping both sides of her panties at her waist. She lifts her ass a little and with a quick tug I have them at her ankles, then over her boots.

I look up and see in her full glory: perfect shapely thighs, knees slightly parted, and a perfect, swollen, parted and glistening wet pussy. She has a dirty-blonde patch of hair in a neat little V-shape above her labia, then a perfect hairless stomach.

"If you want to prove to me you're ready for this, then you'll have to leave these behind." The look of shock on her face, as a twirl her panties around my index finger, is priceless. I'm going to make this sweet innocent girl the hottest fuck toy there ever was.

She bites her bottom lip, looks up to a corner of her eye and finally nods to agree.

I can't tell you how precious a sight that is: I am knelt before her, panties in hand, her dress unzipped almost to her naval, legs slightly parted, red and swollen pussy in plain sight, sweat running down her face and hair plastered down, and now this look of mischief, of innocence lost, of lust across her face�

I rub my hands from her knees to her waist, on the outside of her thighs a few times, gradually working inwards. She's now looking into my eyes while I do it, and every time I get closer to her pussy her smile cracks even wider. Just as my hands are about to make contact, she closes her eyes and arches her back, but I stop, lean in, and blow a gentle breeze right over her swollen clitoris.

"OH GOD!" She nearly screams. Her hands reach out and behind her, looking for something to clutch.

The smell is invigorating. She has told me before about how her parents are "all-natural" eaters. She's clearly not on her period or ovulating. Just a clean, salty-sweet scent of lust.

I lay a few gentle kisses on her abdomen, then where her abs and legs meet, then a couple right up inside her thigh�

"Andrew are you going to�" She can't even finish the question.

I kiss her right on the clitoris. Then her labia. Then her pubic hair. My hands are rubbing up and down the inside of her thighs, and I lay my tongue flat across her lips and stroke up towards her clit.

"Mmmm� Oh that feels really good." Beth is moaning again with every breath. With one hand I rub her on her pubic hair, and up her belly, then under her dress until I reach her breast. To my amazement and delight, she doesn't wear a bra with this dress and I have in my hand her naked, erect nipple. Her breast is hardly bigger than a handful, a B-cup if I had to guess.

As I roll her nipple between thumb and finger, she starts jerking her body, throwing her back against the couch, then forward, legs up, then down. My other hand has now hooked a finger in between her lips, and it is soaking wet. I've been almost constantly licking and chewing her lit, and as you all know she is in an elongated state of climax.

I can tell that this wave of climax is near finished, so I start to let her down gently. My hand on her breast moves to her back, so that I'm holder her around her waist, I start licking slowly and broadly her lips and thighs, and my other hand is holder her behind her knee.

"Beth, I told you that we could make your skin look a little redder!" Her face is totally flush, and her crotch is bright red and swollen.

"Wow", is all she can muster.

Holding her tight, I move my head out of her lap, then let go, leaning up and in towards her face. She's looking into my eyes and watching me come close. Then I grab her by the back of her head, and kiss her right on her lips. She is clearly caught off guard, kissing like this is much more intimate than being orally satisfied.

She almost resists until I show her how to do it -- aha! The difference now isn't that she doesn't want it, but that up until now she has simply done as she was told, and is completely inexperienced. I kiss her top lip, her bottom lip. I lick her top lip, then kiss it again. I see her, in between kisses, licking her own lips, realizing that this is what her pussy tastes like.

I pull her chin down and her mouth open and thrust my tongue onto hers, licking her tongue, pushing and teasing it. Then a couple of gentle kisses again, and I pull back to stand upright.

If she knew to look for a boner, I'd almost be poking her in the face with it. I mean, I'm still fully clothed but holy hell this raging hard-on�

"It's time to get to the banquet if you want to make it in time." I look her in the eyes, turning off the bright, hot lights, and taking in her sweet sight.

She lazily, almost drunkenly stands up, her dress half unzipped and not even on straight anymore. Her hair is a mess, she's obviously been pulling her own hair too. She wiggles her dress and it straightens out, then she zips it fully up and fully down. Then I see her eyeing her panties I left next to the couch.

"Nuh-uh!" I exclaim. "These are mine." I hold them in my hands, and give them a big whif--just more of the same sweet smell I've come to know and love, then stuff them in my slack's back pocket.

Here we are, both of us dressed, we walk out the studio and to the banquet.

All of Beth's friends, and the teenagers I chaperone, are there. All of them all dolled up, wearing big smiles. Naturally the girls and the boys have found themselves on opposite sides of the room, looking and giggling at each other.

"Beth! You look so beautiful!" they all exclaim.

One of them, holding her hands, asks her, "There's something about you, you look different." Beth doesn't answer. "You're glowing!"

I leaned into Beth's ear and whisper, "Told you!" Then walk away, to let her be with her friends.

The next two hours are the longest two hours of my life. I still have her panties in my back pocket, and sat across the room from her; she sat with her back to me. Occasionally, she'll turn to see her friend, to chat with her, and I'll see her long, perfect legs, knowing at the end of them is my sweet, naked pussy.

To be continued...?

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So, did Santa bring you any good presents?

I got one of these as a Christmas gag gift, but my wife doesn't know about it and I haven't had a chance to enjoy it yet (waiting to have some time alone at home).

http://www.spencersonline.com/product/fuck-a-duck-blow-up-love-doll/19837.uts

What sexually pleasing things would you do to this sexy white blow up doll?

Bimbo fuck doll on display 

I confess I found I had a fetish I never knew I had. While cleaning my house I found an old Tinkerbell Barbie doll. She looked so sexy and willing, her short dress and perky tits I just couldnt resist. So I raped that little bitch then and there. She started jerking me off then I licked her hot little pussy. Then when I couldnt take it no more I fucked her in different positions before cumming all ver her face. It was amazing.

Would any one want to play with my little baby doll?

Which slut deserves to be fucked like a rag doll? Only choose 1

I hate her so much, i want to turn her into a cum dump fuck doll

I confess that I have a loving husband that would do anything for me and we have a good sex life, but he doesn't have what I crave. I want to have 2 black dicks to come over and fuck me like the true slut that I am! I want them to use me like a rag doll and be submissive to all of their demands. I want to be bent over and fucked raw while sucking the other's cock. I want to feel their loads deep inside my pussy and back of my throat. It gets me wet just typing this hoping to have this fantasy fulfilled one day.

The other day i dropped my grandfather off at his old peoples home, he had a bunch of groceries so i helpEd him bring them up to his place

Anyway, i helped my grandfather, we chatted for a bit and i was on my way, on the way out i saw ms K, who i met on the way in

ms K was short, 85ish, white hair, huge tits and nice wide hips with a big saggy butt, all dolled up with makeup, she was def a strong 8/10 back in the day... but now a gilf

Anyway, she asked if i could get something off her top shelf, classic old grandma... i didnt mind helping, she led me into her bedroom and asked for a box in her closet, i grabbed it no problem, it was kinda heavy though... i placed it on her bed and she asked me to sit and she opend the box full of pictures from when she was young, she was really cute, she asked if i was single, i have a gf, but i told her i was single.... she told me she had a granddaughter my age and i should give her a call, being flirty i picked up a picture of her from the box and said id rather have this girl

She smiled and said "the girl is an old woman now, you dont want me" to which i responded "you are still a catch"... she giggled and blushed like a school girl

Now im a perv, i wanna fuck every female i come across... i was sitting on the bed next to the box and she was standing in front of it, so i go for it, i grab her hand and gently pull her close to me, she looked confused and shocked but i planted a big kiss on this gilf... i pull back we make eye contact and she goes for it, we are now making out pretty hard and i oull her on top of me

Comment and post pics and share your gilf stories and ill finish mine

Here's my beautiful wife, she seems sweet and innocent but she loves to be fucked and abused like a slut.
She showed her true colors a couple of months ago when my friend and I used her as a fuck doll.
She sucked our dicks and we abused her and fucked her almost to unconsciousness.
Tell me what you'd do to my lovely fuck toy,
cum tributes welcome, more pictures if this gets comments.

Lmao. Thought on this dolled up emo slut? 

I COULDNT HELP IT------
i havent done it in a while and i figured i would try a little bit this morning. after my wife left for work, i got up and slipped off my boxers. i dug down to the bottom of my tshirt drawer and pulled out one of my many spam tiny g string panties and slid them up my legs. i walked over to my wifes dresser and reached down to the bottom of her bottom drawer where she keeps the short little slutty skirt i bought for her and pulled it out and then stepped in. i reached down under my bed and puled out my favorite pair of 6 inch black stilettoes and slid them on. then i went and puled out a very sexy, red lace bra and put tat on as well. then i went and swished and swayed my hot tight sexy little prissy sissy faggot ass all around the house. i heard the a tractor in the field across the street from me and i opened the blinds and looked out as the farmer was bumping around on his little tractor. i stood there, blinds open and all slutted out watching as he putted along. i almost wished that he could see inside the window and see me all dolled up in my short slutty skirt, red lace bra, spam tiny gstring panties and my 6 inch heels as i slowly stroked my clit, getting it harder and harder each stroke. i was fantasizing about him catching me doing this and him come running across the road, burst in the house and force me down on my knees to kiss,lick and suck on his big hairy nutt sack before shoving his big hard cock right into my mouth, until his balls were banging on my chin as he fucked my mouth like it was a girls cunt, then pull me up on my feet, turn me around and bend me over the chair, rip my pantyies off and start to fuck me while he watched Wicked Tune: Outer Banks on my tv. i can hear and feel him getting into it now, starting to call me a slut, and a whore and a FAGGOT BITCH as he pistons that big hard cock deeper and deeper in my asshole. i LOVE to be called FAGGOT and QUEER asi am sucking on a hard cock or one is pounding in my ass. it makes me harder and i reach down and stroke my clitty as he is fucking me. he starts to pant and swear saying ---take my cock you FAGGOT, take my big dick up your QUEER little boi cunt. Im gonna make you my BITCH. i beg him, oh Baby, make me a bitch, make me YOUIR bitch. FEED me, BREED me, make me a bitch. e starts to gasp as he starts cumming deep up in my ass, but before he finishes he pulls out, turns me around and pushes me to my knees as the second and third big load of cum splashes on the side of my face before he sticks it back in my mouth so i can suck ALL of that YUMMY, DELICIOUS CUM out of his balls and down into my belly. he finishes up, grabs my ripped panties off the floor, wipes his dick off, puts it back in his pants and walks out the door, leaving it wide open so all my neighbors can see what a PRISSY, PANTY WEARING, DICK LICKING, SHORT SKIRT FLIRT, COCK SUCKING, HIGH HEEL SQHEEEEEELING, CUM SWALLOWING SISSY FAGGOT BITCH i really truly am!

Mommy is my slave and fuck doll and son make mommy happy.

Is love to watch this doll get used as a cum dumpster…what would ya do to her?

I'm probably not a great husband.

My wife is a beautiful and loving. She really adores me but she is so set in her ways when it comes to sex. She just won't try anything different.

At a push I'll get her to try doggy style and that's the craziest position she will do. Just think, the craziest, doggy style. 

That changed for me recently. She didn't know much about it but I did.

She has been having slight pains in her stomach and has been blaming me, saying that I'm hurting her be ramming my dick into her too far and too hard. That's all I need, another excuse for her not to have sex with me. I said that it has to be something else and she should see a Dr. about it, so she did. He sent her to get an Endoscopy and a Colonoscopy, a scopt put down her throat and then one put up her ass. I took her to the hospital for this procedure which would take only a small amount of time. The procedure got delayed for some reason so it was very late in that day that she was finished. It was a day ward that she was at, and it was about to close for the day without my wife getting the recovery from the general anaesthetic that she was supposed to get. They were going to find a bed in another ward so she could fully recover but she'd have to stay in the ward for the night, which my wife didn't want. She eventually talked them into letting her go home only if I took a few precautions with her. They brought me into their office to sign a few release forms and to go over what too look out for and things not to give her. That was done and I helped my wife get ready and she got wheeled out to the car.

She was really groggy, rambling on about this and that, making no sense at all. We got home and I had to really help her into the house. Her legs were like they were made of rubber and her body was so, so limp. I got her as far as the couch and placed her down, o noticed that her boob was almost exposed. The buttons of her blouse were undone and one of her boobs was almost out of her bar. I don't know what came over me but I snapped. I became a monster. 

She was more aware now that she was when she was released for hospital but still groggy enough not to realise things. 

One of the things I was told was, DO NOT, give her any alcohol, so I filled her a cocktail, a strong cocktail, and offered it to her and she started to drink it. I told her that I had going to make us something to eat. I kept an eye on her and I joined her on the couch giving her another drink and we just chatted. Her speech really started to slur. She started to get really giddy and before long she was out of it. Passed out. I stood her up but she was like a rag doll, everything lump. I got her to the bedroom and she just collapsed onto the bed.

I took off all of her clothes. Like I said, this monster took over me. All I saw in front of me was this, sexy, naked, sex toy, and I started. My dick was shoved into her mouth first,. She never took my dick in her mouth before. What a feeling. Then I lubed her pussy up and started to ram my thick long dick into her, something she was having me stop because it was hurting her. Seeing her boobs bouncing wildly with every thrust was such a sight.
Then I threw her over and took her from behind. To hear the slap from her ass with me driving my dick deep into her was sweet music. It was only after a few minutes I saw her virgin ass winking at me. I was lucky if I got to fuck her doggy style so this was definitely a taboo hole for me to fill. I was going to get some anal tonight.

Holly shit I struggled. She had one tight hole. I lubed her ass hole and my dick but I couldn't get inside of her. I then started with one finger, advanced to 2 and the tried 3 fingers, which loosened her a tiny bit. I plastered my dick with more and tried again. When I saw the size of my dick that I was forcing into her ass I was thinking, no way was that getting in, but just as I was about to give up, her ass hole gave it up. Once I got the thick head of my dick in, her hole swallowed my dick. Inch by inch, more of my dick was disappearing into her. I didn't force, when I met residents I pulled out a bit and then inched back in, untill the full length of my dick was burried into her tight ass. To see my dick being pulled out getting closer to my head of my dick, you could see her ass hole getting stretched wider and with every thrust, her hole was getting easier to slide into her. Funny, only after 4 minutes, her hole went from not letting me in, to letting me slide so easily into her. I see it in some videos so I wanted to see if it was real, ( it does happen) I pulled my dick out of her and spread her cheeks,  showing me the widest ass hole, what a gap only after those few minutes. Back into her never before entered ass and gave her a pounding for a bit longer before I pulled out of her ass and opened her mouth to finish the job. I filled her mouth with my dick that was in her ass and shot my load onto her mouth., having it flow out of her mouth, over her lips and Bown her cheeks, oblivious to what just happened.

I did clean her up, the best I could and put her PJ's on and left her sleeping. 

The following morning was fun. She told me that one of her work friends told her that the procedure was painless. She said that she lied. Her throat felt funny but her ass really was sore. She said that she supposes that it probably should feel a bit sore with what she had done to her. 

She has often told some of her friends about the soreness she had for almost a week after her procedure. 

If she only knew what procedure she actually had done to her at home.

She was my sex doll.

Yes i will post more pictures, cause i a slut, just want to be used all the time, please share my body, rag doll my ass

Recently, I hooked up with a girl who friend zoned me back in college.

I liked her during college, she was a dark haired, slim godess, with nice tits, and round ass, not pretty, but cute, and, at that time, she had no interest in me. I was doing my best, but, after a while she clearly told me to cool down, so I did.

Fast forward some 10 years later, we meet up at a wedding. I tell her she looks nice, and, she just breaks her persona, the one I knew, and starts talking to me, like we are best friends, and that we had coffeee just yesterday. It was wierd, but I went along.

She is freshly divorced. Ah, ok, I get it. So, I asked her out for coffee, and, it went slow, but, just when I thought this will end the same way, things picked up pace.

We went from snogging, and a hj, to fingering and a bj, in less than a week, but when it comes to sex, I waited for more than a month. Strange, I admitt, but, not complaining.

But, the woman I thought is a fire in bed... What a dissapointement. Like fucking a doll. Zero moves. She comes, alright, but no effort what so ever. Never seen such a thing in my life.

Probably the hottest and weirdest looking fuck doll ever. 

Tight bikini fuck doll

I confess that I have a girl friend who lives in another state. She wrote me this letter explaining what our next visit would be like.

When Grace and I get there, I want you to pick her up and hold her to you, as you talk to her you will slip your hand under her rear, her legs wrapped around your waist, and let your fingers slide under her dress and feel her slit through her panties. As you keep talking to her I want you to slowly slide your fingers under the edge of her panties and feel the smoothness of her puffy, bald lips. She will giggle a little and wiggle in your arms. Don't put her down, you will keep pressing your fingers against her and let one slowly slip inside her lips, playing with her. I then want you to take her to your bed and sit her on the side and have her remove her clothes. Tell her what is coming, what you are going to do to her. Tell her you are going to fuck her and that you are going to put your cock inside her. As she is undressing I will remove your clothes. Once she is naked you will then have her lay back on the bed and you will look over her naked little body, savoring all of her. Then I want you to look in her eyes as you spread her legs, smile and move your head between them, breathe her in and then begin licking her, nice and slow, I want you to fully enjoy her, use your fingers when you are ready and stretch her with them. She will already be used to that so you will be able to stick them inside her. Once you are satisfied I want you to stand and move between her legs, rubbing your cock against her pussy. Once you are ready to press inside her I will come over and suck you, getting you very wet, then lick her and get her wetter. I will then press the tip of your cock against her pussy and you will press it inside her. If she whines out you will NOT stop. I will hold her legs if I have to and you will keep pressing slowly inside her till you cannot go any further. Then you will not move, you will just be inside her, letting the feeling take you over and letting her adjust to your size. Then when you can take it no more you will thrust slowly and then faster and faster inside her. You will grab her hips and pull her to you, filling her, using her, getting all your pleasure out of her. You will fuck her over and over and over again. Whether she cries or moans in pleasure, you won�t stop till you are satisfied, she is yours to use, yours to fuck, She is your sex doll, to use as you want. She is only yours. I will be there with you and as you fuck her I will hold her so she doesn�t slip away on the bed from the power of your thrusts. Once you cum inside her I will lick your cock clean, but she will keep your cum inside her, letting it run down her legs as she moves. Once you are ready to go again you will take her again, and again and again.....Mmmmmmm!

I love you Hunter!

They arrive, on Friday

All American fuck doll for rage

Something for the Sub to look forward to every morning: The Start of the Day for a Sub of the PleasurDom

The day's starts as always with your old breakfast treat. You slide under the covers and very carefully make sure you don't wake the PleasurDom up. Last week you did and as always you had to chose your own punishment - you slept 2 nights on the floor. Your hand finds my leg and then my limp cock. You start sucking and as it is fully hard the PleasurDom wakes up and lies back and enjoys his start of the day. Once fully awake he pushes the duvet aside and your eyes interlock. The PleasurDom expects his sub always to look in his eyes when his cock is in her mouth. You hear he starts panting and already anticipate what is next. With each hand he grabs some of your hair and holds your head firm and slowly pushes up until his cock disappears and waits. You eagerly await that feeling of panic, but then he releases - it took quite some time for you to learn taking his cock slowly without gagging but now you are proud that you manage it perfectly. In and out.. Each time he gets a little firmer until he is thrusting hard and fucking your face as saliva drips down on the bed. Soon he is ready and blows his load deep in your throat and lies back as you lick his cock clean. You smile and are happy.
He says "good morning my little Pleasur Doll" and gently strokes your face and you are elated your don is happy. You think to yourself - I a where I belong..

What would you do with this stupid doll?

My wife is showering and getting all dolled up for a session tonight. Should I jerk off while she’s in there making it impossible for me to get hard? She will be super frustrated!