Choices, some are never easy.

Love this bitches stinky feet. She’s so dumb, it’s so easy to convince her to send me her feet 

Easy access Halloween costume. Wanna see how it works?

ACCIDENTALLY INGESTED BREAST MILK - WTF?!
Last night I hooked up with this African chick, mid 20s, single mum. Quite big and with a massive ass, Kenyan ass to be specific and massive tits as well.
Overall it was an easy conquest, she was really really keen to meet up for a while. For a big girl with a kid her pussy was quite tight and she was extremely wet, to the point that as I was naked on top of her my cock slid inside of her with no assistance. 

I also ate her massive ass and made sure to tell her it was so big that I couldn’t breathe, she claims to have never done anal, however my tongue slid in very very easily and lightly gaped her.
If she’s being honest about no previous anal experiences, then I may have to visit her again and make her asshole acquainted with my cock, as it appears to stretch easily….

ANYWAY…
As we were making out, I went to suck on her tits, the first time around I felt a sweet taste and didn’t think much of it…thought it may have been a moisturiser or something…
However…the second time I went to suck on her tits I did so quite hard and felt a squirt on my tongue, same exact sweet taste…I then realised it was fucking milk bros…I thought what the FUCK?!

In all fairness…for all I know she’s fat enough to be incognito pregnant or something…not sure when the milk kicks in to be honest and her kid is like 4 I think…surely you’d stop producing milk after that long?

What I do know though is that immediately following the milk injection I really really struggled to cum, I was able to block that thought out for a bit and just get it done. But when post nut clarity kicked in…fuck man I was so grossed out, that shit made me want to vomit and I had to get out of there pronto…I can’t get the memory of the taste out of my head. 

What the fuck man…Has this happened to anyone else? How did you feel after the fact? Sometimes when I do weird shit im fought between disgust and hedonistic pleasure, but this time…fucking yuck bro 

I knew about my son`s cuckold relationship thanks to acquaintances. We all belong to the BDSM community. I was having none of it. Although I had always been very dominant with him, I expected he would behave like a man with his wife, not to let her step over him like he did. That´s why I always spanked my daughter in law, to get her to know her place.The worst part was the identity of the “bull”: a SWITCH (ie, someone who can be both a dominant AND a submissive, depending on the circunstances, therefore, NOT A REAL DOMINANT) whom I have dominated several times at BDSM meetups, without sex. Imagine my frustration when I realized this poor excuse for a man, whom I have had literally kissing my feet, was topping both my son and daughter in law, pretending to be an “alpha male”. So I tried to talk him out of the picture in the next meetup. First, I tried to reason with him, to no avail. Then I used my daughter in law as a whipping girl, but this just turned him on even more. So I appealed to his submissive side just by ordering him to end that relationship, to which he said this wasn´t my business. I threatened to reveal to both of them who he really was. He didn´t respond, so I backed him against a wall, slapped him across the face and had him opening his mouth so I could spit inside. After he swallowed, I touched his boner and commented how aroused he was getting with my mistreatment, as a reminder of his true role. He looked at me a bit scared but didn´t cave in. My frustration grew even stronger when my son told me he was planning to get my daughter in law pregnant from their “bull”. I knew they wouldn´t believe me he was a switch, so I arranged a meetup with the four of us, so they could see it by their own eyes. Upon arrival, I told him I was going to spank him and ordered him to strip naked. After a moment of hesitation and looking to the three of us, he obliged. They couldn´t believe their eyes. Then I did the same to my DIL. Then I took the two of them, broken and naked, to my bedroom and told my son to wait outside. Once inside, I sat on the bed and told my DIL to sit in a chair, kiss my feet and take off my heels. While she did, I fondled her body (I´ve always had a bi streak) and taunted her about how I had “her bull” wrapped around my finger now. Then I took off my dress and underwear and told her to lie on the bed. She looked at my naked body with a mix of jealousy and fear and shook her head. She knew what was coming. For a moment I thaught about ordering the “bull” to restrain her for me, but I didn´t want any more physical contact between those two, so, instead, I said to him “Don´t intervene, and don´t masturbate, just sit there and enjoy, this is between she and me, did you get it?”. My DIL couldn´t believe when he just answered with a very submissive “Yes, Ma ´am”.Despite being younger, she is a petite woman, so it was easy for me to push her to the bed and climb over her. She tried to resist and, to her credit, gave quite a good fight, but she was no match for me. I managed to pin her wrists against the headboard, plant a kiss on her and trib her to orgasm. Then I threw her, had her lying flat on her back and sat on her face. I ordered her to lick me to orgasm, which she did. Meanwhile, I taunted her about how much she enjoyed the tribbing and how much “her bull” was enjoying the show. When I came, I told her to sat on the chair and watch how submissive was “her bull” on bed. I had him handcuffed to the bed and told him he couldn´t cum without my permission, to which he only responded “Yes, Ma ´am”. I straddled, scratched, slapped, spat, smother and had him begging to be allowed an orgasm. He obliged like the good submissive he actually is. When he cum, I had my DIL clean up the creampie from my cunt, something she did with my son as part of their cuckolding practices. When she was done, I told her to spit the cum on “her bull”`s face. She did it without hesitation and with a lot of rage. I was having the time of my life, so I told her to feel free to take out her frustration with him, just like I did. She straddled him and spent a good while slapping his face, body and balls and calling him a wimp and a fraud. As you can imagine, I encouraged her to continue. Not only she ended that fake relationship, I ended up turning him into the cuckold he actually is in the following months, having him watching me with other men while he only watched, and performing degrading acts just like he did to my son. And then I dumped him, too. These days, either he performs as a submissive or switches with other fake dominants like him. No one has taken him seriously as a dominant since that day. 

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Easy White Wife. 

I confess that I enjoy seeing other perverts out in public places. Often, they are so easy to spot and are so obvious to what they are doing.

I see a lot of these guys at the mall. They sit in strategic locations to try to look up girls' skirts. So many of these girls are so oblivious to what is going on.

New York City is filled with guys like this and they are all over the place. I have seen guys taking pictures of girls and following them to start at them.

Does anyone else find it intriguing to see guys do this stuff?

So this is where we confess stuff I guess. I'm a closeted bisexual guy and since I was in my early teens I had always wanted to suck some cock. I never did anything about it cause I was worried people would find out and I'd be labeled as gay. But after years I couldn't take it anymore so I found out there's an adult bookstore an hour from me with a viewing arcade. I had read stories about what happens there so I went to try my luck. I got lost twice on my way there but I finally found it. It took me a good 20 mins to work up the courage to actually go in but I finally did. There were a lot of booths in there and a bunch of guys just walking around. I had no idea what to do.i finally went into a booth and but a dollar in and watched a little bit of porn. Once my time ran out I had a hard on and stepped out to see if I could find someone. When I was about to leave this 60 something year old man came in an sensed what I wanted to do. He signals me and asks me if he can join me in a booth, I just nod cause I'm so nervous. We walk in close the door and just on instinct I get on my knees awhile he undoes his pants. He had a thin 5 inch dick and I just went with it. All nervousness went away I just started sucking and licking. I ran my tounge up and down his shaft and started sucking his balls I was amazed at how easy it came to me. He asked me if I wanted to go to his house I shook no cause I was too scared, I wish I had said yes still regret it. Anyway I kept sucking for a couple more minutes when someone knocked on the door. I had never been in adult bookstore so I just assumed it was someone going around making sure nothing was happening so I got so scared and said I have to go. It makes me sad I didn't get to make him cum. It took me a year to work up the courage to go back but that second time I was bolder. By this time they had glory holes cut into some booths. I went into one and soon after a guy walked in and started watching a movie and jacking off. I knelt down and was looking at him I finally whispered can I suck it. He quickly got up and I had this 7 inch black cock. I started bobbing on it. Gagging as I tried to deep throat it. I don't know if he warned me or not but in a couple minutes I feel him blow his load down my throat while I had him deep in my mouth. He then quickly left but a minute later and old m an came and started quickly jacking off then he saw me near the hole and stuck his small cock in. I was in there for 15 minutes before he left cause I guess he couldn't cum. Afterwards I quickly left and drove home with the taste of cock and cum in my mouth

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So, we go out to dinner. Nothing too exciting, but we do pick up her birthday present, a Bluetooth mouse for her tablet. She gave me mine yesterday, a paid trip to a local gaming convention, hotel and everything included. Also, one book of my choice, since when she went to go look, the ones I wanted were sold out.

Anyway, when we get back, as soon as the door is closed she’s stripping, like a good little Slut. She then gets up on the bed on all fours, presenting her ass for her spanking. New rule implemented starting this weekend, and one she loves. So, I take care of a couple things while she’s waiting, and then get onto the bed behind her and start administering her spanking, light slaps, nothing hard, but they do come fairly fast. It takes a couple minutes before her ass is red, but it does happen. As I’m doing this, I look over and see her hairbrush nearby. I reach over and grab it and slide it into her wet cunt (you can smell it, from her excitement about being spanked) and resume my spanking. She moans like a good little Slut.

I give her a few more spankings, then reach down and start manipulating the brush in her cunt, sliding it in and out, turning it, wiggling it side to side and up and down, just driving her crazy. Soon she’s begging to cum. I let her, with her countdown starting at 15. As she’s counting down, my hands are wiggling that brush side to side, and you can see her jiggling, and hear the trouble she’s already having with numbers.  My hand needs a couple seconds break, and she rushes through as many numbers as she can. Probably wouldn’t have made it if I didn’t need a break. Seems those hours of popping a counter 3 times a second helped out. ;)

After she cums I have her roll over onto her back, leaving the brush inside. She spreads her legs for me, and I continue with fucking her cunt. I keep up the same things, eliciting a different feel due to the position change. Pretty soon she’s asking to cum again, and without hesitation I tell her to go. She has a good orgasm. As she’s coming down off of it, I slide her brush out and tell her to clean it. The little hole in the handle is filled with her goo, nice, white, and creamy. She opens her mouth and in it goes. I leave her there as I go to the toy drawer, thinking about what I want to use.

I come back and first cuff her hands, and then secure them above her head (while putting on the cuffs, some of the cold metal touches her skin, and she gives a little shiver. Delicious to watch). Next comes the blindfold. I make sure it’s in place correctly, and then go to get the rest. I put a couple more cuffs around her ankles, and then tie a couple of short ropes around the runners on the top of the bed. Next I snag her little red vibrator, turning it on and slide it into her still wet hole. She moans in satisfaction as two of her three holes are now filled. I then thread the rope through the rings on her ankle cuffs, and secure them in place, pulling her legs up and out. With both like that, her cunt is nice and exposed.

I point this out to her just as the little leather strands from her flogger find her cunt and clit. The reaction is sublime, as she tries to shy away, but with her legs as they are, she isn’t very effective. I’m using the small end, which is thinner and has more strands, and faster. She squirms as I continue the assault, the vibrator going about half speed. I continue this for a couple minutes, varying the tempo and placement of the strikes to keep her guessing.

As I ease up with the flogger I reach down and start work with that vibrator, which has her going all over again in no time, begging to cum. Tonight I’m in an obliging mood. She only has to count down from five this time. With a vibrator in her cunt and a brush in her mouth. It takes longer than normal, but she holds out until she’s allowed to cum, and then watching that back arch and that body spasm is great. I smile to myself as I catch it on video.

I toy with her feet a bit, watching her jump away from my hands as they slide along the soles, unable to go too far, being held in place by the ropes. Then, I turn her vibrator off (it shouldn’t be on for more than 15 minutes, and it’s been about that long since I broke it out) and pull it our of her, with an audible pop. Reaching up, I remove her brush, which she gladly relinquishes, leaving her mouth open, her tongue seeking for what’s coming next. The vibe goes in, and her mouth closes around it hungrily, tongue already working on licking those juices off. Not wanting to leave the brush alone, I pop it against her clit a couple times, getting a good jump from her, and then slide the handle back inside of her.

I look up and see her toybox sitting open, and notice the nipple suction cups we’ve hardly used since buying. I grab them and apply to first one nipple, and then the other, and her voice goes up an octave. The little Slut likes this. Then it’s back to fucking her with her brush, which she actively participates in, fucking it back like a bitch in heat. I pull out all the way out a couple times, and once it slaps against the coverlet, leaving a gooey mess. Guess I’ll have to wash the bedding after this. Oh well, worth it, I think. It doesn’t take long before she’s begging to cum again, this time on video, unbeknownst to her. I let her, and give her a few seconds to recover before I tell her to cum again. She spasms even harder than the previous one as the orgasm racks her body. Such an obedient little Slut. I do love her trick of being able to cum on command. For fun I have her do it a third time, and that one must have been pretty intense for her, and she writhes around on the bed, lifting her ass into the air and pulling those legs every which way. I had to make sure the ropes were holding and the knots weren’t slipping, but everything was fine. She didn’t pull the bed down around our ears, not for lack of trying though.

I ease her brush out one more time, and it goes into her mouth, her vibrator being set off to the side. She’s recovering, but I can’t just leave her there, can I? I reach down, two fingers parting her folds while a third finds her clit. She goes wild as soon as I do, and within a minute is ready for another go. She starts at 10, as told, and does have some trouble getting there. She manages, and cums, legs clasping around my hand as much as they can. It’s a nice long orgasm. Must have enjoyed that one. :)

She is spent, so it’s time to get her released. The ropes and cuffs come off, the nipple cups go back into their box, and the brush and vibe are set off to the side for cleaning (she’ll take care of that and put away the ropes when she’s recovered enough). I get her a glass of water, which she accepts, before going back and just laying there for the next five minutes, unable to really think or move. I cuddle a bit, and she rolls onto her side, molding against me.

While we lay there, I lightly stroke her side and squeeze her shoulder. She’s still horny, the little Slut. You can hear it in her moans and see it in her movements. Yes, well trained. As soon as I tell her to get a hand busy on her cunt it‘s there, working that pussy. I concentrate on her shoulder, one of her weak spots, and let my other hand idly play with her nipples as she undulates against her hand. The action on her shoulder is what really gets her going, the nipple play is just a bonus. As I increase the pressure, she is asking to cum. I let her, and it’s a nice and easy one, she’s had time to cool down.

I stroke up and down her exposed side as her hand continues it’s ministrations (she hasn’t been told she can stop yet). I then stroke lower, over her ass and then into her wet pussy from behind. She moans louder as I begin to lightly pump in and out of her, every few strokes taking time to just rub up and down on those lips of hers. It’s constant attention, though, and with her hand still going she doesn’t last long. She cums, hard, with me inside her. I do love her doing as she’s told.

Then, to end the session like it began, I slide out and land a slap to that ass. The sounds she lets out is exquisite, and I continue, the slaps becoming harder and faster, but only on the one cheek that is not covered by me. She doesn’t seem to notice that only one side is getting the attention, or doesn’t care. She’s bucking against her hand in no time. And her request for permission to cum takes her 30 seconds to say, the words won’t come to her pleasure addled brain. I love that, too. Can’t even concentrate enough to say “Sir, may I cum?” She doesn’t get to cum until she’s finished her words. It’s difficult for her, but she perseveres and lets out one final orgasm for the night, before collapsing, as I tell her she can stop.

We cuddle for a few more minutes. As I get up to leave, I lean down and kiss her ear, whispering “Happy Birthday”. I’ll take the grunt that elicits from her to mean “Very happy indeed”. After I leave, it’s another 20 minutes before she can get up and move again without falling down. She does clean her toys and tries to put away the ropes. But she can’t remember how to wrap them just yet, so I show her one, and she does the other. Brain foggy and all that.

Anyway, that’s how our night went. Hope you enjoyed. :)

This is so easy even you can do it Let him get undressed then whip out your cell phone and snap away ......then tell him i expect a raise in my check or these pics will end up ----------------------

Just found this site, and it's amazing. I've been wanting content that pushed taboo a little further than the popular sites do.

I am in Winnipeg, a younger guy, who is a closet bottom of little experience. Slender legs, and an amazing and fuckable ass.

I would love to find someone local to push some taboo boundaries with me, and let me make them cum in ways they didn't think possible !

Preference for older guys with their own space.

Quite serious. I am very easy to talk to ! Looking for just 1 kinky guy, not a bunch.

Thanks for reading !

She was easy

Amy is a VERY easy lay. Nobody that knows her has ever heard of her turning down dick, even multiple at once, and she never uses condoms.
Knowing that, would you fuck this slut raw?

I know this is probably weird but I really have a fantasy to ass fuck a horny grandma. Any one on here ever fucked one before and are they usually pretty easy to find and willing to get their ass destroyed?

Some easy blonde pussy for your Monday morning. Are you interesting in making a tribute? Hit us up!

The night I fingered a crackhead and why I remember it fondly. 

A used to assist a friend in throwing some epic parties 15ish years ago. One night, after a few too many, I fucked a short portly blonde. She wasn't ugly by any stretch of the imagination, but she wasn't a stunner. She sat firmly in the 6-7 range. You know? Attractive enough to fuck sober, but you worry they'd get clingy and want to be a thing. Even now, at 37, chatGPT rates me an 8.5 for conventional attractiveness, even after I told it to be harsh, so you know... I've got that goin' for me. BUT, to my shock, she pulled a switcharoo and didn't want people to know she fucked me. ME!? 

Fast forward 12 years, and we reconnect on FB. Her husband just died, I just got a divorce, and it was nice to have someone to talk to. Her condition was evident in the photos that she was a user, but we weren't "talking" like that, so it was whatever. We hung out once, and it was a buddy hang, not a fuck buddy hang. 

Months go by, and I start receiving texts. The government took her sex trophies and she was homeless. Not like this was an ongoing situation, this had all happened within the last 5 hours. She had a ride somewhere later that night, but was spending some downtime at a casino. I thought, "Well, damn...I could bring her food and toss her 50 bucks, seeing as how she's broke and probably hasn't eaten all day." I get there, and after a while we decide to head to my car to continue our very lengthy conversation. It's, like, 2:30AM.

It was here that she started to fall asleep while I rubbed her boney shoulders. No exaggeration, she is 4'11 (jail records confirm this) and at the time MAYBE 85lbs. She coils into my lap, so I slide my hand towards her hips and continue rubbing. I'm a stand up guy. A saint, really. So, I ask permission to slide into her panties and I get the okay! I'm using both hands to grip her hip bone, and I might as well have been gripping a prop skeleton. I slide my hands in and started to rub her pussy. She lets out this raspy crackhead moan... You know the one. She honestly sounded like she was on death's door, which is actually why I'm telling this story, as it occured to me today that I should Google whether or not she was still alive. This went on for about 15 minutes. 

The pros, and why I remember it fondly: No ass cheeks. Everything was easy access. No thighs to move out of the way... it was just pussy and bird legs. Her little body curled up in my lap next to my hard dick made me feel massive! 

The cons: Dehydration. She couldn't get wet and her pussy was a walking swiftly into "don't touch it" territory smell-wise. These crackheads just don't care for themselves the way they should. 

The end. 

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The following is not real. Some of you know have known me will recognize some of the people, but this is not how this actually happened. People suggested I try writing something else so here you go.

So, Im going to be straight up for a second. I think about fucking everyone I meet. I think about how they would feel under my hands. Or how I could make them cum. I think about what kinky stuff they might be into. Is the fat old charge nurse into anal? What would that paramedic do if I asked him to piss on me? Would the clerk that checked me out at the store rim me if I went down on him?
All of these and more race through my mind. Normally I push them out of the way. Sometimes I dwell on them, and try to find out. And that’s how it was with my father in law.
From the moment I saw him, I wanted to fuck him. Joe and I had just started dating and we had gone to his parents house. My future father in law (lets call him Frank) was a runner. Not just recreationally. He liked to do marathons and shit like that. As such, he was in amazing shape. Athletic and slim. His muscles were well defined under his skin, and he had the sharp facial figures like a sculpture. His hair was still black, aside from the gray that had begun to appear at his temples.
To be fair, I was in shape then too. More than one, actually. They were just circles of various sizes.
From that day forward, I wanted to fuck him. I wouldn’t say I was obsessed, but I did think about it often. I was still occasionally fucking Joe’s brother, so I would find myself comparing their cocks. Joe’s wasn’t small, necessarily, but it lacked his brother’s girth. I began to wonder what it would take to get Frank to fuck around on his wife. He had raised one son to have an intense moral direction. Joe doesn’t like anything I like in the bedroom, mostly because he finds it degrading to me.
On the other hand, his other son was a complete dirtbag. He was the one that came on to me first. To be fair, I kept it going after the wedding, but he could have said no. What kind of a guy fucks his brothers wife the day they leave for their honeymoon?
So what kind of guy was Frank? One of his sons was an outlier, but which one? And then what kind of woman would not only entice him to cheat, but to fuck his sons wife as well. It was the kind of challenge I rose to. I had to find out. It would be quite the accomplishment, fucking all the men in a family. Well, aside from mine, I guess.
It would be a process. A long one. Find out if he would cheat. Find out if he would cheat with a fat girl. Find out if he would cheat with a fat daughter in law. Finally find out if he wanted a whore or an angel. I could do either, but angel was temporary. I would see him pretty regularly, once week or so, more often during the summer. He had a pool, you see, and Joe loved to swim.
So I got to work. First step was to see if he was even interested. I waited until the next time we went swimming. That would be a few weeks away, so I contented myself through masturbation that mostly involved him and my dad tag teaming me. By the time we were actually going, not even these clit sessions could tide me over.
I had thought about doing a two piece, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. So I settled on my one piece. It would be sufficient for this. The changing room was their bedroom, and it had a sliding glass door that led to the pool. There was a curtain to pull to cover it. I thought about leaving the curtain open, but there was never a time when he was the only one in line of sight. Disappointed, I headed to the pool to join the others.
It was while swimming that I saw my first opportunity. The pool itself was a saltwater pool, and at one end was a hot tub fixture that overflowed in a waterfall into the pool itself. Frank was standing by the waterfall, talking to Joe, who was in the tub. I dove under the water, and while I swam to the waterfall, I adjusted by suit so that I had a nipple peaking out. I wasn’t able to be sure, and I didn’t want too much to show, but it was a gamble.
I rose out of the water next to Frank, my left nipple exposed. I slid up next to him and asked what they were up to. Joe couldn’t see my tits from his position, No one else would be in line of sight if I turned towards Frank. Slowly, with the waterfall falling on me, I turned towards him and asked him what he was drinking.
He looked to me and opened his mouth to answer, but his eyes went right to my tit. I held my breath. Would he say something? Would he freak out? Would he just stare?
The latter. As he responded to me, I slowly exhaled the breath I had been holding. His eyes were flicking between Joe, me, and my nipple. I was looking him over too. His chest had a small v shaped patch of graying hair, his nipples sat flush against his body. His neck was ridged by firm tendons and muscles. Fucking hell he was sooo hot. Joe began moving toward the stairs so I dipped down and fixed my suit.
I swam away eagerly awaiting my next chance. I was optimistic about this thing for the first time. Pushing the envelope and taking chances were such a turn on for me that I was spent the rest of the swim time rubbing my clit hidden by the water.
We caught eyes a few times after that, but he didn’t really betray anything else. A plan took form. I would be the last to get out. I would go into the room to change, and somehow entice him in there once I had stripped out of my suit and covered myself. Then, a quick flash, or something. I wasn’t sure yet.
As luck would have it, Frank and I were the last two. Improvising, I got out and piddled around outside until Joe had finished changing. I went in, and began to look around the room for something to give me an excuse to get him in here. I had to hurry, and act while he was alone in the pool area. If anyone else was there, they might come instead.
It didn’t take long. There was a hamper in the bathroom for towels, but Joe had been Joe and just piled them on top of it. Under the pile of wet towels, it might be missed. I stripped out of my suit, and wrapped myself in a dry towel. I rushed to the door and looked out. He was still alone, but he was out of the pool.
I slid the door open. “Hey Frank. Where do I put my towels?”
He looked at me in the towel, and flipped his head to the main doors into the house, possibly to see were everyone was, then back to me. “I-In the bathroom, Claire.” He said.
“I looked I don’t see it. Can you show me?” I asked. Deliberately I looked down. His wet trunks clung to his body. It wasn’t hard to see the outline of his cock, hanging flaccid, along his body. It was hard to gage, but he looked bigger than either of his sons. I let my eyes linger, then went back to his face. I bit my lower lip.
Wordlessly he started towards me. “Thanks, Frank.” I said, retreating back into the room before he got there. Now what? I thought to myself. Just dropping the towel would be a high risk high reward situation. If he reacts poorly, it might be impossible to say it was just an accident. Instead, I sat on his bed, facing the bathroom. I spread my legs, leaving the towel on, but parted just enough.
He came in and stopped. My breath caught again. For what seemed like an eternity he stared at me. He smiled slightly, but it was gone as quick as it came. He moved to the bathroom.
“Oh.” He said as he rounded the corner. “Fuckin’ Joe.” He said. He leaned down to begin picking the towels up. He turned his head to me. His eyes right between my legs. I know he could see my pussy. “Does he at least put thigs away at home?”
I just shook my head, looking at him. He looked away and stood. “Well, there’s the hamper. You can put the towel in there.”
I stood, bent over to grab the wet one I had used, and walked into the bathroom, passing him in the door way. I turned sideways, ass to him, as I slipped through. I stuck my ass out, and brushed it across his groin, feeling his bulge as I did so. I dropped the towel in the hamper.
I turned to Frank. He was staring at me. “Can you hand me my clothes? They are on the bed.” His face was red as he turned and proceeded into the room. As soon as his back was turned, I went for it. I dropped the towel. He returned and stopped as soon as he saw me. “Thanks.” I said. And I took the clothes. He stared at me. At my tits. My pussy.
“Claire, I-“ he began. I closed the door.
Fuck. I needed to cum. I heard the door slide open and then close. I thought about his cock, I thought about him pinning me in the doorway and forcing it into me. I wondered if he would try to fuck my ass. My fingers went to my clit. It didn’t take long before I was cumming.
After, I took stock of where I was. I had gone for broke. It hadn’t blown up in my face. And I felt like I knew he would cheat. I felt like he liked big tits, and I felt that he wanted me to be slutty. Maybe this would be easy.
I was wrong. The next few swim days he was noticeably absent. His wife had said that he was running errands or something like that. She never seemed bothered. I fucked myself after one day imaging he had told her and we were going to have a threesome.
The next chance would be an unexpected one.
It was Labor Day. I remember because I was off and Joe worked, taking the double time that he would get. Joe was already gone when I woke, and knowing that I would have 7 hours in the house alone had me wet thinking about who I was going to have over to fuck. I had begun to flip through my contacts when the phone rang, the caller ID showing it was Joes cell. My heart sank. He had to be telling me that he was coming home early.
“Hey, babe.” I answered, forcing a yawn.
“You just getting up?”
“Yeah. Whats up?”
“I need you to do me a favor. I need you to go into the garage and grab a tool and bring it to my dad.” He said.
I sat straight up. “Yeah I can do that.”
“Mom has the car and she’s out at my aunts. He told me not to worry about it, but hes been looking forward to this project for a while.”
“Sure!” I jumped out of bed as he talked me through the garage and the location of the tool. Once identified, I let him go, and began to plot my course of action.
He was clearly hesitant. But he couldn’t trust himself around me. He knew what the game was, he knew he would lose, and he was just trying not to play. I needed to be able to get him to the table.
Clothes would be key. It was a little cooler, too cool for shorts, but leggings would work. No panties. The top would be a little trickier. My tits are huge, H Cups. Braless wasn’t an option, but I had an ill fitting balconette that let the tops of my areolas pop out if I positioned it right. A white camisole and light black sweater completed the outfit. I checked myself out in the mirror. A quick tug on the camisole brought a hint of areola into view. Perfect.
I went out to the truck, threw the tool in the back and headed off to my in laws house. The whole ride over there I had the butterflies in my stomach that were my vice. That anticipation of something new and different. The pushing of boundaries, the taboo of the act, the risk of getting caught. All were combining to give me a high that nothing else could touch.
By the time I pulled into the gravel driveway, my pussy was aching. As I rolled to a stop, I realized I hadn’t even thought about what I was going to do. I had been so preoccupied thinking about fucking him, that I hadn’t even bothered to think about how I was going to do it.
As I got out of the truck, Frank came out from the side of the house. He was in jeans and a long-sleeved red shirt. Sawdust clung to it. He stopped when he say me, but then continued on.
“What are you doing here, Claire?” There was a tinge of anger. Good.
“Joe told me you needed this.” I went to the back and pulled out the saw.
“Yeah I told him not to worry about it.”
“Well he worried.” I passed the saw to him.
He looked me up and down. “Tell him thanks.” He said and then turned with the saw and headed back to the house.
Fuck. This wasn’t working. I watched as he turned around back. He was resisting, but I saw it in his eyes. I know that look. Seen it in plenty of men’s eyes. I pulled the black sweater off, threw it in the truck, and headed off in his footsteps.
I rounded the corner and saw him in his workshop. Formerly a detached garage, he had turned it into his hobby room a few years ago. There was a piece of wood on two stands that he was measuring. A few stools and chairs littered the perimeter of the shop. When he saw me, he stopped and sighed.
“What are you working on?” I asked.
“Claire, why are you here?”
“Im bored.” I said, biting my lip. “Joe is at work, and hes not as entertaining as he could be even when he is home.
“W-well I got a lot of stuff to do here, and I’m not going to be entertaining anyway.” He returned to measuring.
“Well, anything is better than being alone at the house.” I found one of the rocking chairs and sat in it. So far, so good, but I was running out of moves. The silences persisted for a few minutes while he measured and marked different pieces of wood. Then it hit me. I had a plan. All I had to do was wat for my opening.
It didn’t take long. After about 5 more minutes of silence, he left to go inside to get something. I took my shot. As soon as he was gone, I jumped up and headed for the pool. Flipping the cover on the control panel, I flipped the tub to on. I raced back to the shop, and I stripped off all my clothes, placing them in the chair I was sitting in. I then raced through the brisk air to the tub, where I slid in.
The water was ice cold. My nipples immediately hardened. The water coming from the jets was warm, but still, my teeth began to chatter. I prayed the water would heat up quickly.
I heard the side door open. He was heading back into the shop. It didn’t take long before he rounded the corner. I waved at him. He slowly walked over.
“Claire. What the hell are you doing?”
“Entertaining myself.” I said. I made a show of pushing my hands down to my pussy. “Since you wont, I have to find something to do.”
“This ain’t right, Claire. Theres something wrong with you.”
I smiled and closed my eyes as my fingers slipped inside me. “Mmmhm.” I moaned in agreement. “Very wrong.” I said.
He watched me finger myself. He didn’t leave. I went all in. I stood and began to walk out of the tub. The chill in the air brought my chattering teeth back. “I’m going to go into the house and Im going to be entertaining myself. If you are bored, you should follow me.” And I headed for the sliding door.
I entered, thought about the couch, but decided against getting it all wet, and went to the floor instead. I got down on all fours, ass in the air, and began to play with my pussy. I rubbed my asshole too.
I heard the door open and smiled. I had won.
I rolled over and lay on my back. He stood over me. He began to undo his jeans and I moved to my knees. “You are going to love this, Frank.” I told him.
I was eager to finally see this cock. As his jeans fell I reached up and took his boxers in my hands, I pulled them down.
It was wonderful. Bigger than either of his sons. A good 6 or 7 inches, if I have to guess, but thick. His balls hung in a sack covered in gray pubic hairs. I opened my mouth, and licked the length of his shaft, my eyes locked with his. From the tip to the base, and then back again. He began to grow. I took him into my mouth and began to suck. Using my mouth, suction, tongue, suction, tongue. He grew to an impressive level of fullness in my mouth. I pulled it out.
“Gag me, daddy.” I said before plunging down on it again. This time I felt him hit the back of my throat and the first gag began. I felt his hand on the back of my head as he held me there. Oh yes. He wanted a whore. I’d give him that.
He let me up and I pulled back, rubbing the slime covered cock on my face. “You are so much bigger than Joe.” I said.
“Shut the fuck up.” He said and he forced it back in my mouth. Another round of gaging began. When he let me up from it, I went back to his balls, letting the cock lay across my face. I licked and gently sucked each ball, and then I moved lower. He moved back. He looked at me confused. “What are you doing?”
Poor bastard. He’d never been rimmed. I smiled. I stood and undid his shirt. Once off I sucked and nibbled at his nipples as I walked him back to his chair. He fell down into it. I returned to my knees and the blow job. Building up a good supply of saliva, I worked down to his balls again, and then to under them.
It was clear he had been working, but it turned me on even more. Lower and further I pushed, my tongue searching for his ass. I could hear him moaning. I reached up and grabbed his cock. Mainly to keep him from jerking it and cumming too quick. I finally found it. I thought about how wanton and whoreish I was being. On my knees, with my tongue on my husbands fathers ass.
“Fucking hell, Claire.” He moaned. I pulled out.
“Betty doesn’t to that, does she?” I smiled.
He shook his head and stood up. It was his turn to take control. He turned me around and began kissing my neck and rubbing my tits. I felt his cock pressing into my back. He reached down and inserted a finger into my pussy. I felt him pushing me down and over. I resumed my position on my knees, my shoulders and head on the carpet.
“Fuck me daddy.” I said.
“Where?” he asked
“Anywhere you want.”
“Does he do anal?” I shook my head no, preparing for the possibility that I was about to take a pretty big cock in my ass. “Just my pussy.”
I felt the head at my ass. I reached back and spread for him. “Yessss, daddy.” He began to push in. I gasped when he first popped in. We had no lube, aside from my spit, and he was bigger than any I had been buttfucked with in a while. I let my cheeks go. The pain was reaching my threshold. I took my other hand and went to my clit, hoping to off set it.
That seemed to work. The searing pain became more bearable. “Im a whore. Im a whore. Im a whore.” I began to repeat to myself reminding myself that I wanted this. He began to slid in and out.
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Frank?”
“Call me daddy.”
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Daddy?”
“Not in a while.” It turned me on even more that Betty used to take dicks in her ass.
“Pull my hair daddy.” He obliged as he began to pick up speed. He had the stamina I expected from a runner, as well as the endurance.
He was pounding my ass now. My own fingers had brought me to the point of climax. I screamed as the cum took me, clinching my ass around his thick invading cock. I fully expected him to cum. But he slowed down. Not wanting to hurt me as my ass was clenching, he slowed, delaying his own satisfaction.
As soon as I subsided, we resumed the fucking. His relentless assault on my body. I couldn’t wait to have him fucking my pussy like this. “Im gonna cum, Claire.” He exclaimed.
“Do it daddy. Cum inside me.”
With a shudder he did. With each pump he moaned and shook. I couldn’t feel him cumming, but I knew it was a lot. I only felt it as he fell out of my ass. He fell next to me, catching his breath. I moved to my side and snuggled up next to him. “Good?” he asked me.
“Better than both your sons.” I smiled.
He looked at me shocked for a moment. Before he began to smile, letting his head fall back to the floor. “Wow. You are a whore. But you are an amazing fuck.”
I smiled and looked down at his cock. The cum coated it, but it didnt look bad. I leaned over and took it into my mouth. He looked at me with a mixture of lust and confusion. I felt his cock twitch a little in my mouth.
I pulled off it. “I want you to fuck my pussy next.”

Visiting Raleigh, looking for some fun. Im laid back, easy going, open minded and looking for a local guide for fun. Lets chat and see what we can get into.

POLL- How many of you rubs one out at work? Tell your story.

I have a private office so it's easy to drop my trousers, loosen my tie and jerk off to my favorite picture and sniff panties. I want to take a nap after busting a load but then feel relaxed and rejuvenated for the rest of the fucking workday.

I have wanted to post my confession for a while, but have never had the balls to do it. I found this site on my dads PC and I know he likes to read confessions. I think he may guess this is me but I am going to take the chance. I am even going to use my real name just to add to the risk, I know you will all say I want to get caught and maybe I do I still don't know myself.
I am Kelly and I am 20 years old, I am very blonde and also very short only 4 foot 10 inches tall, I am slim but my breasts are small too, almost nothing really but I have learned to live with it and yes I would like bigger but unless I win the lotto that isn't going to happen. I have always been quite shy and did not lose my virginity until I was 18 and it was not the best time I have ever had, but that is not my confession.
My confession starts around a month ago, and it all started very innocent. I was visiting my friend Karen, I met her last year at work and over time we became good friends. She is older than me 34 but unlike me she is very outgoing, she would drag me out to clubs and she acted more like my age than I did, she is married and her husband Mark is very easy going and let her do pretty much anything she wanted. Anyway getting back to my confession I was at her house and we were having a few glasses of wine, well more like a few bottles. She started talking about sex and she knew my sex life was very limited but this time she just kept talking and asked if I wanted to see some naked pictures of Mark, I went very red and she didn't wait for me to answer, she pulled out a box full of pictures not just of him but also of her. She laughed and told me not to be shy, she handed me some pictures of Mark, he was naked and his cock was hard and my god it was big. She handed me more and some were him shooting cum and the more I looked the wetter I was getting. She showed me pictures of him fucking her and then of him fucking another woman, that got me thinking and I asked who she was, she told me she was an old school friend and then the next picture Karen was sucking her nipples. Now I had thought about sex with other women before, what girl hasn't? but even with the internet I had never really looked at pictures of girls doing it. As I looked at more, I was really getting wet. Now what happened next I can't tell you if it was an accident or not, but Karen stood up and spilt her wine right over my top and skirt, she said I should get out of them and she would put them in the washing machine, before I could say anything she had pulled my top over my head, I didn't resist and stood up and took my skirt off, all I was wearing after that was a pair of very un sexy panties, no bra because my breasts are so small. Karen came back in and she was naked, it was then it dawned on me that she had spilt the wine to get me naked. She said it was so warm anyway and asked if I minded the nudity, I shook my head and took a big drink of wine. She saw my panties were wet and she smiled and said I was over dressed. I stood up and pulled them off before I had time to think about it. She said wow, she say I was not shaved just trimmed. She asked If I wanted to see a video of Mark and her, it was about now I knew where this was going. She put the DVD on and right away I saw her sucking his monster cock, and as we watched I saw her fingers go to her pussy and then it cut away to Mark fucking another girl, this time the girl was around my age and his cock was in her ass, I couldn't look away, I noticed my had had gone to my own pussy and was gently rubbing my clit. As I watched Karen put her hand on my thigh, I froze and I don't know why but I moved my hand away and she put her hand in its place. I sat back and she pushed my legs open, from that time on I was in her power, she pushed her finger in and it was soon replaced by her mouth, I have no idea how long she was licking me but her tongue was doing magic things to me, then it hit me my first ever orgasm done by someone else and it was a big one and it just kept coming. When it stopped she moved up and kissed me, a full on kiss my hand went to her pussy and my finger slid deep in, I just knew what to do, it was like something had clicked in my head. We kissed and touched fir a while and then came up for air. She asked if I was OK? all I did was nod and smile. We drank a little more and I was so relaxed I never heard Mark come in, He laughed when he saw us and said to Karen that she had managed to seduce me then. Karen jumped up kissed him and started to undress him. In under a minuet he was naked and I saw that monster cock for real. He was semi hard and she led him over to me and took my hand and put it on his cock, it was so thick my small hand couldn't go all the way round. Karen told me to turn over and get on my knees on the couch, she opened my legs and I felt his cock at my pussy then it went in, my god even though I was very wet he really had to push and it hurt a little, he pushed it all the way in and slowly at first started to fuck me, i felt a finger at my ass and then Karen's started to lick my ass as he fucked me. He got a little faster and Karen stopped licking and stuck a finger in my ass, I have no idea how long it lasted but he exploded in my pussy and I fell forward on the couch feeling exhausted. We played around licking and sucking for a while and I must have fallen asleep because I woke the next morning still naked on the couch with Karen next to me. I had no idea where my clothes were, I got up and went to the kitchen to get a drink. I found my clothes washed dried and folded, I dressed and left a note for Karen

I got home and my dad asked me where I had been and why I had not called I told him where I had been and he was happy that I was safe. I wonder if he will read this :)

This is how I lounge around the house! Easy access.

My friend's teenage (18+) daughter and my wife have the same hair color, and much the same style. I confess that when my wife is giving me a blowjob, it's way too easy to look down and imagine that it's Emma sucking me instead. It's everything I can do to keep from saying Emma's name.

Can anyone else relate?

Mail Order Bride: My Experiences
This is probably going to be a long read.
I'm not sure if anyone on this site has delved into mail order brides, but if you've got the money and you're lonely - it's not the worst thing in the world to do. I've always had several fetishes for oriental and even Russian ladies. So after grieving for a few years after my wife left me for another woman (yes, that fucked with me in so many ways), I decided to try the dating scene. I'd make matches, sometimes even hook up with the lady but nothing really ever clicked enough for me to have a long term relationship with the women. It was date, fuck, on to the next. It got old fast and I was looking for something more, looking for a woman that was actually in to me. So one day I decided to try it.

The sign up fees are stupid and can range from $70 - $200 a month depending on the package you select. I figured I'd make quick work out of it and find someone I was interested in and exchange personal information with them. SO I signed up.
A lot of these girls look like 10/10 models - they all have professional pictures taken and I was like "well I just got scammed, they're all fake as fuck." Seeing all of these flawless women was a bit of a turn off for me - being in my late 40s, I knew I wasn't a bad looking guy but these women - all of them were way out of my league and I had my doubts, especially because I know a majority of them are after citizenship. I felt like I made a big mistake.
I contacted a couple of the ladies, usually didn't get a response. One day I logged in and this very attractive Filipino lady left me a message, just saying "Hi. Saw your profile."
I went to her profile and looked at her pictures, and just kinda shook my head.
I was talking to other women on there, but nothing really panned out. A lot of them barely spoke English.
So I chatted her up. I told her that we had an obvious age difference, and that I didn't know if she'd be comfortable with that. She replied back, "Most Filipina ladies like older men, it's kind of a cultural thing. I like older white men."
So we hit it off. We decided to exchange personal details and I called her up and we'd talk on Skype too. We'd laugh, joke, and just talk about everything under the sun - including her past relationships. She was engaged to be married but the guy got another woman pregnant and the marriage was cancelled. She talked about some of her boyfriends being abused and drinking all the time. She told me about her parents and how she moved out of the house at a young age and supports herself by having a masters degree in economics and works in Manilla and helps with city planning. We talked for months and months. We'd get intimate on Skype, she'd start fingering her pussy, moaning that she wished I was inside her.
"When are you coming, or should I come visit you?" she asked.
My heart raced. So I made plans to take off work for a week and fly out to the Philippines. It's a long flight and I couldn't even sleep - but when I got on the ground I got off the plane, and went outside the airport and called her. She was waiting for me and saw me standing by the road, and honked her horn. She got out of her car and ran up to me, gave me a great big hug and kissed me on the lips. Holy fuck she looked better than her pictures, she could have easily been a model. I loaded my luggage in her car and hopped in the passenger seat. I'm used to order, at least somewhat order - but driving in the Philippines scared the ever fuck out of me. It was very unnerving. From nice paved roads to roads cratered with massive potholes then to dirt roads - we finally made it to her small house that she was renting. We talked all the way to her place, I was so shocked I finally got to meet her - because I didn't feel like it would ever happen.
I was nervous and didn't want to push myself on her, I was worried that maybe I was ugly to her in person.
We got inside, and she made me feel right at home.
"You must be hungry! I cooked this yesterday for you, I'll heat it up, and I'll get you some tea!"
She spoke perfect English, with a small accent from Tagalog.
I told her not to worry. I felt a bit nervous - all the discussions we had, all the cybersex we had - I felt out of place.
She called me over to her small little kitchen table and had a plate prepared for me, with hot peppers, fish and some other ingredients. I have no idea what it's called (even to this day).
"You said you like spicy babe," she said smiling.
I took a few bites. My mouth was on fire, tears ran down my face.
"Holy fuck!" I said, "It's perfect."
She giggled, and her small firm chest bounced at bit. She caught me looking.
"Now now, there's enough time for that later. You still think I'm attractive right? I was so worried that you wouldn't think I'm attractive... "
I looked at her, "You're beautiful, absolutely stunning. Of course I'm attracted to you - physically and mentally. Hopefully I'm not ugly to you..."
Her eyes widened, "Oh, you're fucking hot dude, I'm still very interested in you!"
So we watched some TV, she obviously was horny, as I held her hand she guided me down her shorts to reveal a shaved and dripping wet pussy.
I haven't had sex in a long time. I didn't last long at all. Just how tight she was, how perfect her body was, and how beautifully she looked right into my eyes while I was inside her. I felt her touch my soul so deeply.
"I always imagined this moment, just like this..." she said, smiling.
"Oh, I thought I'd last a lot longer than I did, it's your turn to cum..."
She moaned as she played with my cum dripping out of her swollen pussy. Her fingers spread her dark brown pussy lips aside, showing a beautiful pink inside, as white dribbles of my sperm leaked onto her couch.
My mouth found her small supple tits, licking and sucking - I worked my way down to her dripping shaved pussy, and started massaging her clit with my tongue.
She moaned and grabbed a fist full of my hair, pulling me closer as her hips moved back and forth as I ate her out.
"I'll always be yours, I love you..." she moaned.
"I love you too," I said taking a quick breath.
She began to buck and moan, "Fuck..." she whispered, releasing my hair from her grip.
"I'm not going to want to leave you here," I admitted.
It got late, we ate dinner and went to bed. We fucked again before falling asleep.
We were to lovers who seemed obsessed. She took the week off of work so she could show me the sites around Manilla.
While she took me around to see the sites, something popped into my head - "just marry her already."
I went into a jewelry store by myself (she had errands to run) and got her a nice engagement ring.
The next time she took me out on the town, there was this big beautiful fountain (not sure of the name of it) and I got down on one knee.
"You bring so much life to me, my mind body and soul would ache without you being in my life, will you marry me?"
Her eyes widened, and she looked right into my eyes. There was an uncomfortable silence which seemed to last for an eternity.
"Of course I'll marry you!"
People around us clapped and congratulated us.
I didn't know how easy it was to get married in the Philippines. It's almost like Vegas but without Elvis overseeing your vows.
We fucked every single day, sometimes twice to three times in the same day. We discussed that she was going to quit her job and move with me to the USA. So I helped her pack a lot of her stuff in boxes and we mailed the boxes to my address. She talked to her landlord who owned the property and told them she was leaving at the end of the week, so she can move to the USA with her husband.
The landlord congratulated her and wished her well.
I've been married to her for 15 years and she is still the most amazing woman I've ever met in my life.
We've had 2 kids together and her body snapped right back into shape. She's as beautiful as ever. A timeless beauty. So yeah. Sometimes those crazy mail order bride sites actually work.

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I confess that I've been pushed onto the floor by mature (over 45yo) aggressive top dom daddies 3 or 4 times before and they pissed all over my body and face and into my mouth and they forced me to drink every drop of their golden goodness. I loved the experience. I'm a 30yo bottom sub, 5'7", 190, babyfaced and sissy-faced, whimpy character, tight ass, in Canada. It's always easy for dom tops to overpower me and use/abuse me for their perverted pleasures. I moan like a girl.

I confess that I'm 30 and I just enrolled in college to be around hot, young girls, especially freshman girls. Yes, I'm that pervy. It's not a Community College either; it's a large research university that I moved from home to attend with sororities, parties, and hot young girls running amok.

Growing up in a family that never really talked about or put much emphasis on college, I felt robbed of the college experience. Now, even though it's later in life, I'm glad I get to experience this. Even though I can't experience it to the FULL effect (i.e. I'm probably too old at this point for a dorm, or to join a fraternity, this is still pretty awesome.

I didn't really go for my education. I already have an okay paying job. I went because college girls turn me on, and I want to fuck them, lots of them, before I leave this joint - especially the young college freshman with their 18 year old smooth, hairless, and blemish-free legs with no line or imperfection separating where the leg ends and the asscheek begins.

Everything I'm saying is a true story. I have a class tommorow. This isn't some bullshit fantasy story that people always post on Motherless (i.e. I FUCKED MY DAUGHTER). I really did this shit for the aforementioned reasons.

So, my question to you, Motherless, is HOW DO I FUCK THESE GIRLS? College girls are supposed to be easy, right? Surely it must be possible that I could get one to fuck me. These 18 year olds are alone in their dorms with no supervision, correct? I know I can't just hang out in their and wait for them to pass. I assume a lot of the girls here are looking for sex, and there has to be something I can do to let them know I'm interested, but what?

I had a date. I don't have dates often. People always say "you have to escalate" in the pickup community. They don't tell you how, when and where in short terms, instead they write lengthy texts about it nobody can remember. And worst of all, WOMEN CONTRIBUTE NOTHING. They manage to destroy every sexual tension, and I am not even allowed to complain because I won't get support from men or women, all I get to hear is, what a loser I was. No wonder that people ran amok in Littleton back in the day, I am not surprised.

I confess, that I do not know how to escalate when I am in public. I cannot remember those lengthy texts which tell you what to do. What is sexual escalation? In simple easy feasible terms please. Something a normal person can actually remember under pressure.

Does this fag Bosshog123 post enough? Christ, the boards would be easy to browse if not for this needy bitch

I confess that I just played 30 minutes of hot sensual blues on my guitar while my brother was banging his wench in our laundry room down the hall. I was jamming out coming off of a killer weed high. The music flowing like rushing water down rapids. I could hear them clearly as they were colliding hard against each other quieting any moans they wanted to make. I heard stuff clatter around about midway through my third solo. I decided to kick it up a notch. Really playing that guitar like sex. It was awesome bring the hammer of live solo guitar music. It was fucking prime. I knew my bro was into that. I rode the frets and made my melodies that more delicious. I belted into a huge solo as they got louder as they must have been close to release. My fingers rolling easy over the notes that came so naturally. Then they were silent. I began toning it down and coming to a slower point as they finished and were prolly putting clothes on. I would say I did a big favor for my bro. After a lil while they had to cross the room I was in. She went first and he followed. He looked over to me with a big shit eating grin and said thanks. Fuck it was hot playing guitar for people in the midst of ecstatic passion. Their in his room now fucking again.

Fox

Confession: It's not easy fucking in zero g

Fart fuckin that dildo.... so easy to blow a load...

I am a sissy,i will suck your cock and swallow your cum or take ot in my boi pussy bareback and let you shoot as many loads as you want up me,the more the better,the more cocks the better,im free and easy and never say no,i am such a good slut

My husband is in jail, for a really serious crime, and the odds are, that he might never go out, or that we will both be 80 when he does, so it is the same thing. For starters, I am not banned to see anyone else, so, I can do whatever I want, but when you are left alone in your 40's, after almost 15 years of marriage, it is not that easy to come back to dating, or even to the idea of having sex with someone else.

So I started exploring the online world of erotica, and ended up here. I know that these boards can sometimes be over the top, and not always truthful, but there is more reality in these, than in any other form of online forums, or stories, and I found that the written word is the only thing that made my body react to erotica. Confessions made me think about things I never dared contemplate, let alone try.

There was this built up tension inside of me, that just came bursting out one day. On my second, or third night out, after more than a year of him being locked up, a young man showed interest in me. I still look good, but I never thought that someone so young, in his early 20's, would react to me. Spent the night drinking, and even when my friends left, I stayed with "the hip crowd". Loved the attention, the flirting, everything. We all ended up in someones apartment, couple of guys, a few girls they had with them, and as the night was coming to an end, I was left alone, with the guy who was showering me with attention, and one of his friends.

He flat out told me, that they want to fuck me. I remember my knees shaking, and telling to myself - "just don't think about it". I wanted it.

I was on top of him, his friend on the other end. Double penetration was something I read about, but never thought possible in real life. It felt so good, cumming through the pain, that now I figure, that there is nothing more intense, one can live through. Neither of them used condoms, but were kind enough to finish outside.

After coming back home, I had mixed emotions. Shame, and joy, guilt and pleasure. Decided not to overthink this, and continued seeing my guy. This lasted for about a year, but never again did his friend join us, and we never really spoke of it. In the end, we parted ways, and the thing is, that all that time, every night I was with him, I wished for one of his friends to be there, as well.

I have figured out an easy way to get laid! Straight up flirt with random women. from teens to how ever old you want. Say, wow you really hot or hey you look good. or hey sexy, mind showing a bit more. or even just a smile, a wink, possitive body language. any thing to get her attention.
if you get a good response. watch body language they are giving off. good body language is. hair stroking, blushing, held eye contact, winking, forward body or hand gestures, eye brow raising, smiling any thing that puts off a positive emotion/vibe/wte.
if you get that. next, is getting her/giving your number. ask her if she would like to chill/hang out/go for a walk/wte. if she says okay. exchange names and numbers. or if you want to be really confident, and if she seems like the kind of woman. possibly risk losing what you have just advanced. ask her, right then and there if she wants to go have some fun. Remember stay confident and keep negative body language away.

i have a fetish that i assumed more people would be in to and that it would be easy to find but i’ve become obsessed with the idea of making out with/fucking my gf after she receives a facial from another guy and I have been very disappointed with video/image results. is it just something i have to seek out irl?

Since getting released from prison recently after doing the best part of a decade in there my wife has tried to make me feel very welcome back at home and she tries to do anything she can to make my transition back to the outside works as easy as it can be. The truth is though that I would much rather still be in the prison. I heaps prefer the prison environment, everything you need is there or easily obtainable. The sex is out of this world and since prison although I’m not gay I have no interest in women and would much rather sex with another man. The raw animalistic nature of man to man sex is something they cannot be surpassed. So easy to just proposition another man and within the hour have his cock balls deep in your ass. 

Uncle Chucky knows how to spot easy game…

Hi, English chap, Polite, easy going ,fun , Divorced and open minded.

Going to be in London for work 1st couple weeks March and staying at a nice 5 star hotel. Hoping that I might be able to have some female company! Age not factor.

If you would like to come nail my mini bar, have dinner, swim have laugh and see where we end up, come say hi . 

My mil is pretty fucking awesome I must say. Just nutty as squirrel shit and a lot of fun. The past couple of years she has started flashing me in front of my wife to piss her off. My wife hates it, but we laugh our asses off every time. Just being generally annoying. My way makes it way too easy for us to embarrass her. I stopped by her house today to drop off some lumber and we got to talking and joking and I got her to flash the camera so I could text it to my wife. I got an earful and an eyeful all at the same time. I fucking love my mother in law. And she’s easy to look at too. Figured you guys would appreciate it as much as I do.

I must confess I love fat whores. They are easy to train to do anything you want to them. I have one that I have trained to feed and fuck. What is that you ask lol I stop at the bakery every weekend and by a box of goody for her. I spend the weekend stuffing cakes candy and cookies in her mouth with her in front of a mirror while I run dick in her.I love making her watch herself as she eats and her fat belly and tits flop around. Sometimes I hang a cowbell around her neck and make her moo as I stuff cake in her mouth. The dumbest whore you ever seen but she takes dick like a champ!

X ray this bitch? I'm pretty sure she's going to be easy to fix ;)

I confess that my local swimming pool has unisex changing rooms and you can see under the cubicles. There has been many people on the local papers who have been caught filming in there! Ive never done it myself but i know how easy it is to see under so i get me gf to strip and croutch down to suck my dick while she fingers her self if anyone looks under from and cubicle they would get an eye ful of her! I dont think she considers this but i love the feeling. Im sure there are many vids or pics of her pussy from that place.

im a straight guy and ive sucked myself few times. it wasnt easy. i had to push hard to get my head deep enough. thats how i know sperm tastes totally awefull. like avocado.

I confess that my boyfriend is anorexic and I love how much he hates himself. I�m only with him because it�s fun to watch him beat himself up every day over food he doesn�t even eat. I really enjoy teasing him and making fun of him and just plain upsetting him because I like to see him cry. I honestly don�t give a fuck if he�s skinny or not but the fact that HE cares makes everything really fun because it�s easy to put him down. He constantly talks about killing himself and how much he doesn�t matter. I hope someday he does it. It would upset his family so much and I like to fuck with them, too.

My (former) wife to be didn't want me to invite my brother and his husband to the wedding. Easy choice.
I hope she marries some closeted guy who comes out after being with her. She probably doesn't let the dogs on the furniture.

Black women are so easy to fuck . 

Easy deepthroat 

Another Sunday, another Church attendance. 

My fiancée and I went to Chruch. We had plugs in, no panties and were wearing dresses.

We sat at the back, jackets folded in our laps to hide that we were teasing ourselves through the thin fabric.

About halfway through, Fiancée leaned over and dared me to go masturbate in the toilets.

So I slipped away, into the small bathroom. Only 2 stalls, the wooden walls didnt go all the way up or down. So in theory somebody could stand on the other toilet to look over or get down on the floor to look under.

This sense of reduced privacy made me a little nervous which then gave me a rush.

I sat on the cold toilet seat, opened my legs and lifted my dress up. Should somebody peep over or under, they would see clearly what I was doing.

I started rubbing my already sensitive clit, teasing my wet hole, dipping a finger inside a little before returning to my clit.

I repeated this cycle as I imagined people watching me over the wooden walls and found myself heading to a climax quickly.

The tiled floor, walls and ceiling made any noise echo loudly, so I had to make sure to cum quietly, which wasn't easy.

After I finished, I licked my fingers clean, fixed my dress, flushed and returned to my seat with my fiancée.

As I described the experience to her in the car on the way home, she also liked the idea of being spied on. I told her it's her turn next week to masturbate in Church.

And if she's a good girl, I'll follow and peer over the stall to watch.

❤️

Women need to shut the fuck up. I am so sick of listening to women bitch and complain. I want to say here, this is not an "I think women should be beat post". I get tired of listening to women complain about how men are always getting ahead, and have the top jobs in the world. Women never stop to think that maybe the guys earned their jobs.

Here is a thought for fucking women who want to be the head of a business. Fucking start one and make it successful. Don't go pissing and moaning that it isn't as easy as that. Men do it all the time. We see something we want and we set out to make it happen. In america there is always a first lady to the p********, and maybe someday there will be a female p********, but guess what If the plight of women was such a terrible thing, I think some of those first ladies might have tried to do something about it.

As for men objectifying women, well guess what when women show off as much flesh as they can with out being arrested they deserve the objectification. Here is a hint ladies, If you want to not be seen as a slut then don't dress like one. I have no problem with people dressing how ever they want, but you will be treated how you look. Does a woman deserve to get raped when she is out? No, but when you dress in an outfit that barely covers your nipples, and leggings so tight that you might as well be naked, then you are inviting a certain attention that you may not want.

It's very easy to give her an orgasm.

I'm going to try and see if I can make her squirt solely by stimulating her anus/rectum.

I'll give an after-action review to see if I was successful in this task.

Daughter Pays off Dad's Debt (Part one of two)

Disclaimer:

This is a work of fiction.
Not true just wishful thinking.
All involved are fictionally over 18.

Below is a pic of the story's motivation. The real Sasha.

She couldn't believe her father as he phoned her right after she got home. She couldn't believe he would pull this stunt again.

“What happened?” she asked, more concerned with the safety of her father than with the task she was going to have to do.

“The goddamn #4 horse was a shoo-in. A shoo-in! I thought it would be easy money, honey,” he answered, clearly drunk. “Let's just be glad Antoine gave us the choice to do this again versus breaking my legs.” He tried to make the last part sound hopeful.

Sasha looked at the body length mirror in front of her and admired herself. Shoulder length dirty blond hair, pink pouty lips that fit symmetrically on her slight tanned Russian-ancestry face, and blue eyes that shined like diamonds. Still listening to her father as he began to cry on the other end of the phone, she checked her backside out, her firm peach butt barely fitting into her waist high jean shorts. Turning back around, she mindlessly fixed the fit of her bra on her c-cup breasts.

Realizing she was more annoyed by her father's crying than the task, she asked, “How many guys?”

“Wha?” her dad asked.

“How many guys? Last time, the guy, Richard, I think was his name, said that he wouldn't mind if I got shared with a few guys. How many guys am I blowing to clear your debt?”

Silence.

“How many, dad?”

“...it's a $2000 marker, sweetie.”

“Jesus,” she muttered, her head exploding in fear for her dad. And her mouth. “What time?”

“He said the next guy to knock on your door will be the one to collect my payment. Can you be ready, sweetie?”

“Yes, daddy,” she said, smiling slightly, aroused at the idea of getting to blow a large black man. “I'll do it.”

* * *

Darnell, who was a delivery driver for the Brown Delivery Company, had been having a bad day. First, his wife left him, having found the skinny white girl porn on his phone. Then, his boss, finding out he had been drinking on lunch breaks, said that he had one more strike until he was on his ass. Darnell, who stood at 6'4” and muscular and black as night, could not be in a worse mood.

The door to the next house was in a rich neighborhood. He didn't mind it because most of the rich guys were at work this early in the afternoon. Knock, wait for an answer, leave the package, and next house. He would be done early, so that was a plus.

He approached the door with a small parcel. Darnell knocked on the door. Waiting a few seconds, he knelt down to set the parcel down. On his knee, the door opened up. His cock immediately hardened as a small white girl in booty jeans, a tanktop, and confident facial expressions stood in front of him. “Are you him?” Sasha asked, straightening her hair over her firm tits.

“What's that?” Darnell asked, smiling. Women had tried to flirt with him before. But they were mostly cougars. Admiring the girl, he realized none had ever been this sexy.

Sasha examined his clothes and the box in his hands. “Am I your reward?”

“Umm...yes?” he answered, standing up.

She giggled. “I can't believe this. You're even bigger than Antoine's last guy. He must be pretty in debt to you for you to get this.”

“Umm... I sure am!” he said, trying to figure out what the hell the girl was talking about.

“Okay,” she said, smiling. “Come on in.”

In disbelief, Darnell asked stupidly, “Where's your dad?”

“Well, he's not here,” she said, turning from him and shaking her ass playfully. “Obviously. And I'm 18, by the way. Don't feel guilty.”

“Fine,” Darnell said. His day getting a whole lot better by the second.

He followed the girl into the house and was led into the living room, a leather couch laid out.

“We can do it here,” Sasha said, her white cheeks growing red with shyness. “Or my room,” she pointed to the stairs.

“Umm...” Darnell sat down on the couch. “Here's fine.”

“Okay,” she dropped to her knees in front of him. She pointed at her shirt. “On or off?”

“Uhh...” still in disbelief, Darnell answered, “Off?”

“Ok!” she exclaimed, sliding her tank top off. Underneath, a bright blue push up bra barely contained her firm but healthy c-cups. “Please don't get any on this. I just got this bra.”

“Umm...ok?”

“Ok! Uhh, your pants?” she gestured at his brown delivery man pants.

Instinctly, Darnell slid his pants and boxers off to his ankles. Out popped his seven inch, already full erect black cock.

“Jesus Christ!” Sasha exclaimed, covering her mouth and then touching the meat of the cock. “That's fucking huge!”

Darnell smiled. He knew that his cock was decent. Odds are that this little slut had never seen one this big with the white boys she probably fucked with. “So...uhh...” he mumbled, proudly looking at her tiny white hands on his black cock.

“Oh, right...”

Without a moment's hesitation, she mounted her mouth on his cock, her gag reflex well-trained. One hand attached itself to his balls as the other stroked the base.

Her pouty lips moved up and down four, then five inches. Up and down she sucked. Stopping momentarily, she stroked the cock slowly, her eager saliva covering the whole cock. “You are one lucky guy,” she whispered, admiring his cock. “You know, my dad works a lot... And works with Antoine a lot. You could...come over...if you want.”

Liking the idea but liking the idea of her sucking more more, he muttered, “Just keep sucking bitch.”

“Yes, sir,” she said, eagerly putting the cock back in her mouth. She continued to bob her head on the cock continuously for three minutes.

“Look up at me. Let me see those eyes, slut.”

Without removing the cock from her mouth, Sasha looked up at him.

Getting close, Darnell stood up, balancing himself with his pants around his ankles. He grabbed the back of her head, briefly fucked her throat. She gagged on his cock, her eyes going back into her head. “Fuck, yeah!”

Slurp.

Slurp.

Slurp.

She let her mouth turn into his fuck hole as he continued to fuck it.

“I said look up at me!”

Struggling, she followed his order.

He let her bob on her own as he reached down and unhooked her bra.
“Hey, my dad said you only got oral!” she protested, the cock still on her lips.

“Shut up and suck,” Darnell yelled, the bra off and his big black hands exploring her firm tits.

Wanting to stop but wanting to get this black cock to explode more, Sasha let the man fondle her as she counter sucked his throat fucking.

Slurp

Slurp

Slurp.

“Fuck...yeah...you... little...bitch... “ he yelled, as he fucked harder than he had the whole session.

Whipping his cock out of her mouth, he shouted, “Show me that face. Show me those eyes!”

He grabbed her chin and angled her face up. Slowly, he dropped her balls onto her waiting tongue. The girl's tongue circulated and vibrated on the bottom of the ball sack as Darnell stoked his wet cock hard and fast.

Looking dead into her eyes, Darnell yelled, “OH FUCK!”

String after string after bead after bead of cum covered her eyes, her chin, and her forehead. The last vinegar stroke landed right into her pretty little ponytail. “FUCK!” he yelled.

Sasha, still covered, mumbled, “Well, that was fucking hot!”

Suddenly, the door to the house slammed open. Standing there were three black gentlemen about Darnell's size, all dressed in suits.

“Who the fuck is this?!” the man in the front shouted.

“Who the fuck are you?” Darnell asked, having quickly pulled his pants up.

“I'm Antoine, mother fucker. Who the fuck are you?”

“Shit...” Darnell whispered, buttoning his pants.

Sasha wiped cum out of her eyes and looked at Antoine. “Mr. Antoine? If you're here, then...who's he? Isn't he the one collecting?”

Darnell ran out the door past the three black gentlemen, jumped in his truck. As he did, Antoine yelled out, “Thanks for warming her up for us.”

Sasha stared at the three remaining men. “Umm...but my dad said...”

“Your dad said we get the first shot at the pretty little mouth. Seeing as how that brother just used it up, we gon' use some other holes. One ...or two...at a time...”

Sasha shrugged her shoulders and reached out for Antoine's fly. “I guess a deal's a deal.”

End part one of two.

I have a temper and anger issues all my life, was a bully to many growing up. It makes me feel powerful to be in control over someone. My husband feels the same but its hard cause we both need the power rush yet but he is a man so its easy to sub to him more than him to me. (I HATE WEAK MEN) Even if its not my thing, sometimes a couple has to be do stuff for the other. But I like to have someone to unleash my anger on also. A bad day at work, I have to take it out someone. Anyone, not sure if anyone understand how good of a release hurting others is. better than sex. Anyway just wanted to share.

Carefree and easy

I wish life was as easy as I could fuck my landlord and boss to get by. 

when I was 14 my dad, had some renters that lived downstairs.. my dad worked long hours and was hardly around.. after a while I started to hang out with the renters as they would treat me like an adult.. they were in there late 30's and we would always talk about girls and sometimes watch porn.. It was cool.. one time on a sunday morning.. my dad was gone for the day on a business trip and it was football sunday.. My renter invited me down to his apartment for a day of porn, football and a couple suprises.. I was curious.. so I went down and he had the first suprise ready for me.. A joint.. I smoked weed for the first time and got real high.. then we sat down on his couch and he sat right next to me.. real close.. but because I was high it all felt good.. then he put on the porn, but this time it was differn't.. it was a couple dudes 69 sucking... I didn't want to seem uncool so I acted like nothing was wrong... next thing you know he was rubbing his dick and wispering things to me like.. "why don't you suck it.." and "don't worry no buddy will know but you and me".. he then took my hand and put it on his dick.. I started to rub it.. after about 5 minutes of this and watching the guys go at it.. I decided to step up and I reached down his sweatpants and grabbed a hold of his dick.. the guy seemed to like it, so I continued.. he grabbed my head and pushed me down onto the floor down between his legs and he slid his pants off.. now I was face to face with my first dick..his dick was weird.. It was long skinny and had a large forskin.. the guy made it easy by grabbing my hair and proceeding to fuck my face.. I had never felt anything like it in my life.. I liked it.. his skin would swoosh around in my mouth with my tounge while he pulled it in and out of my mouth.. after a couple minutes he decided that he was ready to finish.. and told me to open my mouth and swallow his load when he cam.. from the porn I new what he wanted.. I had no idea how bad it would taste.. when he shot the first load in my mouth I swallowed.. same with the second but the third made me gag and I got the rest on my face.. this is a true story and it continues from there..