I am a 32 year old male, married for 5 years. My wife is a solid 9, blonde, slim and beautifull. I had my share of girls before I got married, and I never had trouble finding one, but since I got married, I never cheated on my wife.

Instead, I got hooked on porn, and ML, and that got me through those years, because my libido is very high. I cant bitch about my wife, sexually, she is ok, never did anal, but I am no big fan of anal, so it just got boring.

But, as it usually gets, I got attracted by this woman I frequently see in the gym. She is my age, blonde, slim (you notice the patern), with a wonderfull, round ass. For months, I was obssesing with her. I used to spend my entire training gawking at her ass in yoga pants, and wanking after the training, while thinking about her. I started asking questions, found out she is married, a milf, and that even got me fired up more and more.

At this point, I started flirting with her. Hottie like her is used to get hit on, but on the other hand, I am not that bad of a material, and as I said, girls used to like me, so, rusty as I am, I started making my move.

She was flattered, but obviously reluctant to do anything more than casual flirt, so I backed off for a while, but after that, I noticed, that she started seeking my attention, right after my withdrawal. I got her out for coffee, and she pretended that she sees a friend in me, and got thankfull, because in me, she got someone who can listen to her. She told me about her problems in marriage, mediocre husband, no closeness between them. I started making up stories about non existant problems in my marriage, so, one thing led to another, and we got close.

At this point, I was in this for more than 4 months, and I started feeling sick of myself, both because of this girl, and my wife, so I just wanted to back off, but, last week, she asked me out to dinner, so I said yes.

Entire night, she was tensed, we almost didnt talk, and I told her, that I feel bad because of our friendship, that I feel like I am getting more from her emotionally, than I should, if I am faithfull to my wife, so, it got awkward, and we ended it early, and I offered myself to ride her home.

On the way home, she asked me to park in a lot besides the road, so I did. She started kissing me, and grabbed my cock through my pants. That was it, ten seconds later, she was sucking my cock and moaning. I told her I wanna fuck her, but she just kept on going, and pushed her head between my legs, and started sucking my balls. And that was it, I blasted all over her hair, and almost got blacked out, because of all that sexual energy I was collecting for months.

I drove her home, and we didnt say anything to each other.

Yesterday I was back in the gym. She cancelled her membership.

I guess her hubby isnt that bad after all.

It’s so quite on here tonight.

Is it because everyone is watching Antony Joshua boxing ?????

Please post your wanking material here for those that aren’t watching the boxing

This story might not be hardcore enough for everybody but it happened to me today and is a true story. My cock is still rock hard and I'am so excited for work tomorrow.

Okay so I have a massive fetish for upskirt panties and the only thing I love more is satin!

I started as an intern at a company a month ago, where there was another intern who started 6 months before me and was now working full time. She is fucking hot, blond hair, really innocent face, skinny toned body, although quite small boobs that you usually see on fit girls. But this girl has been a major bitch to me and has only ever made me feel like worthless shit.

Our desks are arranged in circles with her directly across from mine and when she's wearing a skirt I usually catch quite good glimpses of her panties and it drives me crazy. Which often results in me looking up porn and relieving myself when I work late.

Today I came in and fuck me she was wearing a white satin dress that looked more like a nightie or slip. For almost an hour she sat with her legs wide open flashing the sexiest little gold colored satin panties.Fuck I couldn't concentrate I just stared imagining my tongue in her pussy and the camel toe she was flashing. Her tits looked so smooth under the soft material.

I decided I couldn't take it any more and had to go to the toilet and have a wank. I had just started pulling when there was a knock on the door, it was her telling me to let her in. Shocked, I quickly zipped up and let her in. She snuck in a closed the door behind her. She looked fucking pissed off when she said "I had to use your computer last night... and I saw your internet history" Fuck who doesn't delete their history I thought. "Did you see my panties today?" and she grabbed my cock. "Oh fuck you were having a wank!" she said but left her hand on my dick. "Why are you so obsessed with satin and panties?" she asked still holding my cock through my pants.

I was really embarrassed and just said I like looking at them. She sat up on the sink edge and opened her legs a little so I could see her panties again "Just look?" she said. I smiled and pushed her legs open wider so much her pussy was almost pushing the smooth satin thong with her lips exposed on the side. I slide my finger up and felt her clit on the smooth material. She pushed my hand away and said "No touching" "Pull it out and show me what I like to see" I pulled out my cock which was fucking dripping itself at this point. "Wank slowly for me and imagine everything you want , tell me what your thinking." I didn't last very long, she had just ticked all the boxes of almost all my fantasies. I came just as I told her I'm imagining her stuffing her panties in my mouth. She wiped some my cum off her leg and tasted it.

Later on in the afternoon, she sent me an IM saying "I'am so wet, if you want my panties in your mouth, meet me again in 2min"

Best day of work fucking ever!

A slut worthy of having more of her pictures uploaded and being wank material for the men of motherless??

I fucked a married woman.

So I am 30, single, and havent had sex for quite some time. She is ten years my senior, a bit chubby, not the most beautifull woman in the world, but not ugly, short hair, but with a pair of nice tits. We work together, in a restaurant, and before or after work (since we have uniforms), I have noticed she dresses poorly for a woman her age - yoga pants, and tight shirts. Man, did I gawk at that fat ass, and juicy tits every time I could.

Since I am single, and a walking hormonal bomb, I started flirting, not because I thought anything would come out of it, it was just a way for me to play, and get a bit of mental material for later jerk off sessions, dedicated to her.

She started responding to it, but I still thought it is a dead end. She is just having fun, messing around.

But, I have noticed she has been brushing against me, smiling at my stupid jokes, and well, I responded by trying to find myself in situations in which we would be close, and in which we would touch our bodies.

That went on for quite some time, until, one night our manager asked her to lock up, since she had to be somewhere. So I decided to stick around, until it is only two of us. We have this back room, where we change our uniforms, and I waited for her to go there, and when I approached the door, I asked "are you decent", after knocking, because I needed the place too.

"I am, you should have come earlier"

That gave me wings. I entered, saying something like, I am in a rush, and proceeded to undress, to my underwear, to change, to my "civilian" clothes. I was intentionally turned her way, in baggy boxers, with a full on hard on. Still thinking nothing will happened, I just wanted her to see how excited I am to be near her, and use that thought as wank material, after I run off home. But then, while putting my hoodie on, still turned to her, I felt her hand on my cock. As I tossed my hoodie to the side, there she was, sitting on that couch, rubbing me through my boxers. I lunged at her, started kissing her, while peeling the jeans off of her. Hairy pussy, I mean, really hairy, havent seen that in ages. She was wet as a rain forest, so I was inside of her, very fast.

In while I was undressing her bellow waist, she took everything off north of it. Huge tits!!! She wanted it. she kissed me back, holding my shoulders, my forearms, while I was fucking her. I wanted to enjoy the sight of her tits, so I put her legs on my shoulders, and started fucking her hard. They were bouncing all over the place, so she grabbed them in her hands, while looking at me.

I got her shins in my hands, and pulled them back, so I can pull a bit back, and look how I enter her, while not losing pace.

Oh, she loved it!!!! And I was ready to bust...

Guess she saw that too, so she pulled me close, and started getting for under me. She wants to be on top, I thought.

As I lie on my back, you can imagine my delight, when I saw her stepping over my face. Oh, what a huge ass!!! Her wet, hairy cunt was on my face and I just started devouring her. She started sucking me, all the way, but I had no time to think about it, as she was wiggling her ass, rubbing her cunt all over me. Her pubes were so wet, her moans with a cock in her mouth...

And then I remembered a "trick" I used in such situations before. Anus stimulation, ok, that could do the trick, but I pulled her ass cheeks apart, while looking straight into her brown eye. She starts working harder. I try to position myself as close to there, while not reaching for a lick, acting all casual, it is just there. My nose touches the inside of her cheeks, then her asshole, and then she starts moving so violently, up and down, that her asshole presses hard against my nose and upper lip, and starts shaking. I press her down with right hand, while with the left I push her head down on my cock.

As she started cumming, she almost broke my nose, but didnt push her head back. I came so hard, that she was not able to consume it, she pulled back, gasping for air, while my cum was running down my croch.

I smelled like cunt for three days.

It was fun, and it felt ok. We were laughing and joking afterwards, and I felt good things are about to happend.

The next day, nor the day after that, she didnt come to work. On the third day, manager told me she quit, out of the blue.

That is my luck. I have this feeling that anyone else would turn this into a fuck - buddy situation, but not me.

It has been over a year since, and I still cant stop thinking about it.

Hey everybody! I've been surfing the site quite a bit the past few days taking a look at everybody's kinks and revisiting a few of mine I haven't entertained in a while. Mentally wallowing in my fetishes made me start thinking about some of the past sexual events of my life. I love hearing about other people's fantasies and real life exploits, hopefully some of you will enjoy hearing about mine.

I started at an early age (13). My first experiences were with other males and led to an ongoing affair with my best friend who was one year younger than me. As a matter of fact, I had been sexually active for four years before I had my first sexual encounter with a female. Well, that's not entirely true, but to be fair I really didn't know what we were doing when I had my very first encounter with a girl so things I would have done had I known what I do now were left completely unexplored.

My best friend and I had been sexually active with each other for about a year when I had an experience that has stayed with me my entire life. I lived in a rural area, but not too rural. It was a short bike ride into town on the state highway that ran just a few yards from my home. I'd grown big enough by the age of 14 that nobody questioned my age in a couple of the local convenience stores that sold our favorite magazines (Club, Hustler, and High Society) so every now and then I would ride into town and pick up a couple new magazines for us to peruse with the money we pilfered from here and there. One afternoon while riding back from the store I stopped at an old fashioned rest area on the highway just outside of town. Picture a good sized nicely manicured lawn surrounded on all sides by trees with a few picnic tables, and a path leading from the parking area to an old style well water pump in the middle of the area then splitting off in two directions to the outhouses all the way at the back of the plot of land. I rode my bike to the back of the area to the mens outhouse and dropped it on the ground. I figured while I was sitting there on the throne I'd take a moment to peruse the newly acquired reading material.

While I was sitting there enjoying one of the magazines I didn't realize another person had come up the walkway to the outhouse until the door swung open and I saw a man standing in the doorway. He was an older man, in his 50's, chubby and with white hair so short it was almost stubble. He quickly apologized and closed the door. I figured I'd been busted so before I got into any trouble for having porn magazines I quickly stuffed them back in my duffel bag, wiped my ass and started on my way out of there.

To my surprise, the man was standing outside the door waiting for me. As I went to walk past him he stopped me and asked if I minded if he borrowed one of my magazines for a few minutes. He sensed that I was feeling uncomfortable with being busted and told me he knew I was under 18 and said it was ok with him. I remember admitting my actual age to him and he assured me it was cool and he wasn't going to rat me out or anything like that. The few words we exchanged made me feel pretty comfortable with him so I gave him the bag, he picked one out and disappeared into the outhouse stall. While I was waiting for him to finish and return my magazine I noticed he left the door to the stall halfway open. I took a few steps to the right so I could see around the door into the stall and saw that he wasn't even using the toilet. He was standing there just inside the door with his pants around his ankles stroking his cock to the book he'd just borrowed from me. I'm normally very shy face to face but seeing this old guy who could have been my grandfather stroking his magnificent rod made my mouth water and I knew I wanted to get it on with him. Praying I didn't spook him I stepped far enough over for him to see me and said "Having fun in there?". It didn't take long for me to find out if my boldness was going to pay off or not.

"Why don't you come in here with me?" he asked. He didn't need to ask me twice. I was instantly in the stall with him. "Take your pants off and play with yourself" he said. I wasted no time undoing my jeans and dropping them to the floor. My cock was already hard before I even had the button undone and when it sprang out at him he gasped, like he had just seen the most beautiful thing ever. I started stroking my cock for him, his eyes riveted to me as I played for him, and my eyes to him. The meat he had between his legs made my mouth water and I wanted very badly to drop to my knees and swallow him deep. I figured my boldness had already gotten me this far so I made another bold move. I flat out asked him "Do you want me to give you a blow job?". At first he said no, but I could tell he really meant yes. We stroked for a little longer and I asked him again, do you want me to give you a blow job? His response was a little less convincing this time. So I said to him it's ok, I really want to and I promise you're not going to get into any trouble. It's our secret. He unwrapped his hand from his shaft and put it on the back of my head as he stepped toward me. I dropped to my knees in the dirty outhouse and took him in my hand before wrapping my mouth around him and getting my wish of sucking his beautiful cock.

When he first felt my mouth on him he groaned and pushed my head down deeper on his dick. He told me to keep stroking myself while I blew him. I raised my eyes, my mouth filled with his cock and saw him looking down at me stroking myself while I gobbled his meat. His cock was short, but not too short. Just long enough to comfortably fit all the way to the back of my throat without choking me when I went all the way down on him. It also had a nice girth to it so my mouth felt completely full, but not overfilled. I can't even begin to describe the taste of his skin, but I still have flashbacks to that particular flavor even all these years later. I pulled my dick for him, putting on a show while I completely lost myself in sucking his perfectly proportioned cock. All I could think was "Oh, my God, I can't believe I'm here doing this completely nasty, slutty thing!" Unfortunately I got too wrapped up in sucking him and didn't pay enough attention to pacing myself and the next thing I knew I was blowing my load all over the floor. I felt it coming before it actually blew but by the time I realized I was going to shoot it was too late for me to back off and stop it.

So there I was, in a rest area outhouse with a perverted old stranger's cock in my mouth while I milked myself out on the floor at his feet. I came so hard I had to take him out of my mouth while I caught my breath. He voiced his approval of my show and told me he really liked watching me make myself cum. I stroked his cock and played with his balls while he talked to me. He then instructed me to wet my hand with spit and cup his balls while he jerked himself off. With my spit soaked hand massaging his nutsack I knelt on the floor at his feet, my jeans still around my ankles, while he furiously pumped himself. After only a few strokes he said to me "I'm gonna cum, do you want it?" I told him I just wanted to watch him blow, and blow he did. He pointed his cock to the floor and shot like a rocket, his cum hitting the floor, mixing with the sizable puddle I left at his feet. When he finished milking himself dry he said to me we should probably get out of there. As much as I wanted to continue playing with him I agreed it was best we not push our luck. He told me he was going to leave and I should stay there for a few minutes so nothing would look suspicious in case anybody else had happened to stop at the rest area.

I sat down on the toilet while I waited, still not believing what had just happened and already the fantasies were building. I started thinking about what it would have felt like if he had leaned me over the toilet and shoved his cock up my tight ass, which is exactly what I thought about all the way home. For weeks I spent a lot more time than usual riding my bike up and down the highway, watching the rest area for any sign of him. Every moment I was able to steal away for some wank time was spent thinking about either his thick cock pressing into my bowels and shooting me full of filthy old pervert cum or my mouth wrapping around it until he coated the back of my throat. I fantasized about what it would be like to talk him in to taking me home where we could play unfettered. In my fantasies I'd reckoned he was a single man, living by himself in a nice quiet house with no nosy neighbors. I could ride my bike to his house and hide it out of sight, go in and let him have his way with me, fucking my mouth and ass to his heart's content. My deepest desire was to find this sick old fuck again and become his personal fuck toy. Sadly I only ran into him one time after that. I had stopped at the rest area to grab a drink of water from the fountain and use the toilet. As I was leaving I made it half way down the path and looked up to see him walking towards me on his way to the outhouse. We gave each other a knowing nod but I was crushed by the fact I couldn't just turn around and follow him back to the stall because there was a family there having a picnic who would have seen us both going in together. I never saw him again after that. Almost 30 years later I still fondly remember that nameless grandpa and it makes my cock twitch and rise to this day thinking about what happened and fantasizing about what could have been.