if you and your two brothers had 3 teen girls kept in the basement what would you do??
other family members live down the street...do you invite them???
this is fiction ...just like to know what you would over a 10 year period???

I confess this is my first post, but i thought id share with you about a few years ago i was with a girl who was 19 years old, 5ft 5, and weighed about 100lbs. She was in love with me, but i just didnt want to be tied down at the time so she wanted to be my fuck toy, she would do absolutely anything i wanted without giving it a second thought. She wanted to do everything id ever mention, even the random things that no one planned were either great or just a huge turn on. One thing i still think about is she lived with her family in a single wide trailer, she had 2 younger brothers one about 17 and the other 15, one night with her brothers dad and mom home we were watching tv in the livingroom when her parents went to thier bedroom, and as soon as they did we went into the hallway bathroom where she started to suck my dick. It wasnt long before we were naked and i was fucking her over the sink, out of nowhere her brothers kept trying to come in on us and she was yelling at them to get out, they could have came in and joined for all i care. I ended up cumming on her face and making her walk in the livingroom before she was allowed to wipe it off and swallow it. I dont think her brothers even noticed because it was so dark.
There was another time i will never forget when i was working and she was home alone, her dad cut grass for a living and he had hired a guy she went to school with who really liked her, he was late one day and her dad just told him to go to thier house and he would come get him after the first job. Well she was texting me about it and he showed up, so she had him come in and watch tv with her until her dad got there, well while they were watching tv she layed on the couch on the other side of the room from him and text me. She ended up falling asleep, he got really brave and being as stupid as he was didnt care, so when she fell asleep he pulled his dick out and started jacking off. He actually went and stood over her and came all over her face hahaha, she jumped up and started punching him then she ran to the bathroom and text me about it while cleaning the cum off of her face. Being the pervert i am it made me hard just hearing about it. I told her to take a pic and send it to me, but it was to late she had already cleaned herself off. The only thing i didnt like about that whole day is i wasnt there to see it and do it myself.

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.”

Mmm my niece pic.got got.posted in bathroom stall at our annual family gathering and i stayed in the bathroom alot just to hear the faps, they think it was some random girl i assume, her dad and brother moaned hard, seen them walk out.of stall like nothing happened smiling,  she never had a clue, people were being really nice to her tho, grazing up on her etc idk

My family thinks very highly of me. They�re very proud of me and tell me how good I�m doing. Little do they know that I hate them almost as much as I do my parents. Hate? No. More like rage, as my therapist noted. Eleven years of my life. From Four to around Fifteen. All my mother did is choose booze and drugs over me and my little brother and sister. And you people knew about it. I KNOW you did. But you did nothing. You people lived in nice homes and hid behind smiles while we slept in roach infested houses. You fought tooth and nail when my big sister stepped in to save us. Took her out of the Will.

My family thinks very highly of me. They�re very proud of me and tell me how good I�m doing. I don�t hide behind a smile, but they don�t want to see the real me. I�m 24 years old. I�ve been diagnosed with Server Depression with Psychotic Traits, Disthymea, and Borderline Personality Disorder. I�ve survived three attempted suicides. One was ODing on sleeping pills. I can�t even remember what I did the other Two times. They�re could have been a Fourth, but I�m not so sure now. I�ve been doing better the last few years. I may just have a life worth living.

My family thinks very highly of me. They�re very proud of me and tell me how good I�m doing.
But Got I�m So Fucked Up.

I confess that I still fantasize about how my dad used to fuck me. I�m a 24 year old guy now and he passed away a couple years ago but I still jerk off thinking about him. I�ll admit that I�ve fucked a lot of guys but daddy�s cock was always the best. It wasn�t just because he fucked me so WELL but also because he loved me.
The way he would take me in his arms and hold me before even taking my clothes off always made me smile. It completely cleared my mind and got me ready and really excited and happy to have him inside me. He would kiss me while he teased me to get me hard and he held me so close when he fucked me.
Daddy always knew exactly what I wanted and how to give it to me, too. He had a huge cock and, even though I assume he didn�t have much practice because he was a priest, he definitely knew how to use it. He had big hands and would run them all over my body.
I liked how rough they were, like he had worked all his life even though he came from a pretty well off family. It always felt amazing when he would grab my cock with those strong hands.
I can�t even explain how wonderful it was to have my daddy�s cock inside me. I�d position my hips in certain ways to try and please him more because I was so eager to have his hot cum filling me. I really loved when he would tell me how tight I was. I liked that I could please him.
I�d get on my knees anytime, anywhere for him. I love the feel of his cock sliding against my lips and even when he�d hit the back of my throat I enjoyed it. The musky smell of his skin was enough to make me throb. I couldn�t get enough of his cum, its taste was better than any food my mom or brother could cook.
I would do anything for my dad. Sexual or not. He was my father and my biggest dream was making him happy. I still live my life in a way that I think he�d approve of.
I miss him so much.

Jus to start off, I don't care what any of you think about what I am confessing here. So if all you have is critisizam then go somewhere else with it.

That said here is my confession:

I want to fuck my step-sister. She is 28 years old, 5' 9" tall and 110 lbs. Her and her husband have been married for about 4 years and she has been trying to get pregnant for 3 of them with no luck. I figure being the good step-brother that I am I'd like to try to help her. She likes to get smashed on alcohol and one of these days I'm going to offer her my help while we are both inebriated. That way we both get what we want and the alcohol will be to blame. No one else will ever know. That should make for some good aquard silences during family gatherings.

Here's a picture to show how redicilously built she is.

i caught my younger brother fucking my wife at a family party. both of them were drunk enough to not know what they did but still able to fuck.
i know its wrong but i got so hard watching him pound her from behind and dumping his cum deep inside her pussy.

Help, ML!

I have THE BIGGEST crush on my best friend's sister. He knows better than to "let" me date her, because he knows her pics would just end up on ML or something like it. But not only that, she's into men way older than her, and I'm only two years older. Add to that the complication that half of her family loathes and despises me, and it doesn't seem likely that we'll ever end up fucking.

If there is any advice you have, let me know. Otherwise, I have an idea. If there's anybody on here 40+ in the Cleveland OH area who would like a chance to get a HOT piece of ass, I'll make sure you meet... and she's lonely, so she WILL go for it. All I ask is pics.

I won't put pix up on here because #1 I think her brother comes here; #2, they're not very sexy pictures (she's pretty conservative about what she puts on her FB). If you're in the area, leave me your email. Or if you have advice on how to get into her panties myself, lemme know. Getting pics is the ultimate goal...

Me and my family vacationed in south africa after thailand and just got back so as everyone was tired and sleeping I started going through everyone's camera for a few laughs and while skimming through my niece's camera I found a picture of her smiling and holding a huge fucken black dick and a video of her blowing the guy in a bathroom. She's 19 and the dude looks like fucken obama, I tried to copy her entire memory card but her damn camera was too fancy and didn't fit into my cheap adapter and I was caught red handed but I told her it's for a surprise slideshow for the family and she bought it! She practically slept with her camera that night and now everytime I'm at my brothers place I'm always snooping her computer and cameras to find them.

I confess that after breaking up with an ex-gf, I uploaded all our private videos on internet. Her brother and friends saw the video posted on all mayor free porn websites and the word spread out. even her mother saw a video of her sucking my cock and getting rough anal sent by somebody who wanted her family to know. she was graduating from college back in 2007 she had just turned 18 so her videos went viral. There was not many amateur porn online back then. She moved abroad to study even there people recognized her. I still se many of her videos and pictures being reposted everywhere even today. Its good to know that her life was not ruined by a sex tape as many of you people think it it should. Sex is not a tabu anymore in our society. She gets all the attention and is smart enough to carry on. Me on the other side haven't been able forget her and still jerk off to our videos. My advise to anyone wanting to do the same is to go ahead and do it theres nothing wrong besides exposing yourself as a prick and her as the slut she is.

I don't regret it.