Silly nasty tooth whore had more cock in her mouth than a toothbrush 

i have to confess that i want to be gang banged by a whole lot of men. i mean like 50 or more. all of them taking turns on me, using my mouth as a hole to fuck and cum in, and my ass as a masturbation toy, pounding big hard cocks in and out of it over and over again and again until they erupt and fill me with loads and LOADS of cum. yes, i am a guy but i wanna be fucked by lots and lots of men. while there is a big hard dick in my mouth and another big hard cock is fucking my ass, i want a dick in each hand so i can jerk them off until they either cum on me, preferably on my face, or take the place of one of the cocks that just cum inside of me. it can be lika an assembly line, a dick in my right hand and one in my left and as the dick in my mouth cums on my tongue one of them can take its place and the same goes with the other, taking the place of the dick that cums in my ass.. i would LOVE it if each and every cock could cum at least 2, 3 or better yet 4 times. once on my face from me jerking it off, once in my ass and maybe the other 2 times in my cum hungry mouth. when i leave after all of them have fucked me silly, i want to be COVERED in cum, i want to be able to feel and hear it sloshing around in my belly as i walk and feel it seeping out of my well fucked ass and running down both legs. does that make me sound like a slut? a whore? or just a cock sucking, cum guzzling FAGGOT?

If I were a woman I'd be the biggest slut known to exist. I'd constantly be fucking ANY cock I could find and I'd use my pussy/mouth/ass to get anything I wanted without trying to hide the fact that I'm a whore. Unfortunately I'm a man though and as such sex can't be leveraged the same as what a woman can. I can always wish though and the desire to be a slutty whore is still within me. One thing that I don't understand is why it's so complicated to find someone whose sexual energy matches mine, a woman that I can take control of/use roughly for my pleasure but also a woman who isn't afraid to put a strap-on cock on and take control of me, fuck me roughly like a whore. Why is it that sex and sexual nature has to be so complicated and a man wanting to have a woman take control and strap-on fuck, peg them silly such a taboo or turn off for so many women? What is the block that women have about emasculating/controlling a man that makes it so displeasurable for a majority of women? Anyone care to chime in?

I'm Irish, living in London. I've 40 and married, but over the years I had 1 "really black" girl from bahamas, 3 "uk black" girls(very different from "U.S. black" or "caribbean black",uk black girls have much prettier features, nice lighter shade. btw the half or quarter mixed race young girls over here are amazing,like gorgeous little princesses!
anyway, and i've had 2 anglo/indians. i state all this to prove i'm not a racist, before I ask you all this question. whats the fucking story with african women, the ACTUAL black native women. i'm around thousands of them in uk, for years now, from nigeria and ghana in particular, and they all seem to be stuck up, arrogant, ugly cunts.
I cant stand them and considering my love for chocolate skin that says something.
Their men hate them too, soon as the first child drops the ass starts expanding, so the men spend EVERY, SINGLE, waking, second, away from the wives trying to fuck, or arrange to fuck, silly rebellious white english girls!!
anyway thats it, much as i love white cum splashed all across black skin, these bitches do nothing for me!! i arrange a works trip every year to amsterdam for about 6 of us. we've been the last 8 years! amazing city!!

about 10% of the hookers in the windows are black, from african black right across to lovely dutch black, i make it my business to get thru at least 4 black girls every year, so i spend some time wandering round and checking them out before i arrange anything with them.chatting to them first and returning later means you find out which ones are up for anything and a bit dirty!!
I went with an African one few trips back, just so i could treat her roughly, paid her extra extra for anal so i could fuck her ass hard for all her arrogant sisters. i slapped her round quite a bit, her big ass, her tits, her pussy and the couple of times i slapped her face she was shocked, but didnt say anything, she just took it, the proud stubborn bitch. i pulled her hair and twisted her nipples, and called her all sorts of shit, i really took out my anger at all those nasty nigerian bitches on this one whore. like i said, all strange stuff, fucking love the black girls, but absolutely fucking hate those cocky cunts!!

Whenever I see a girl/woman with high-heels on, I actually see them standing on a dildo as I love to watch women heel-fuck themselves. I've had Tylene Buck do it on Streamate, street whores, and other women on streamate slide their high-heels into their dripping holes and fuck themselves silly as they rubbed the tip of the shoe against their g-spot. Then I see Amy Roback, and Meridith Viera on the Today Show, I imagine them spontaneously take of their shoe , lift their skirt/dress and force their pantyhose inside with the tip of the heel as it forces the nylon to dug against their clit as they fuck themselves.

My Last Boyfriend

The thing that stuck with me the most was how he'd arrange to having me give him a blowjob. He would usually sit down to watch some hardcore porn movie in the living room with me. His tastes would often veer towards the fetishistic. For a time he was heavily into interracial gangbangs, that's where one blonde buxom bimbo would have to take on five or more well-hung black studs who'd fuck her silly. Then he moved on to facials and bukkake videos which would show some girl serving a number of cocks, only to have them cover her face in semen. He soon developed a particular fondness of a specific German brand of those videos which would also often culminate in the girls getting their cum-drenched faces showered in gallons of fresh piss. He'd have them playing on our TV, letting me hear the sounds of strangers fucking, sucking and cumming while I carefully unzipped his pants and let his cock slip into my mouth, lovingly licking and slurping on his veiny shaft. Soon thereafter he discovered yet another style of hardcore pornography to get him hard and ready. This time the videos added another element to the cumshots, gangbangs and golden showers: the humiliation, degradation and torture of the girl. He'd come so hard watching some young and innocent looking teen get tied up, spanked, hurt and verbally abused to the point of tears and frequently beyond. He savored the moments when she would be called whore, cumbag, cockslut and so on and loved to see those words have an effect on her. But even those videos of hard, merciless fucking and cruel and abusive domination were nothing compared to his favourite taste in porn: rape.

It was the ultimate turn-on for him to witness a young girl be forcefully penetrated, while she squirmed and begged. He loved it when the camera stayed on her face, absorbing every second of her fear, suffering and humiliation. Occasionally he'd mutter something vicious and hateful under his breath, while the screaming and grunting on the screen kept going. I've no doubt, that his words were as much directed to the girl in the video as they were towards me dutifully sucking and pumping his cock.

As his depraved tastes in porn progressed over the months, he'd want me to ask him to do some of those things he so liked to watch to me. It was one of his hang-ups that he'd never say what he liked to do to me. He never actually said things like 'I wanna tie you up and shove my cock down your throat'; 'Let me fuck you into your asshole'; 'I want to see you taste your own cunt juices before I spurt my cum on you'; 'It makes me so hard to treat you like a cheap and dirty slut'

It had to come from me. All the time. You'd think that would give me some kind of power, but that was far from the case. He was very good at manipulating my emotions to the point that I would feel like I was somehow messed up for not begging him to act out all kinds of weird sexual fetishes on me. Worse yet, he made me feel like I was mistreating him or sabotaging my own feelings for him by not asking him to treat me like some filthy gutter trash whore in bed. So that was what I did.

With each new hardcore video that would get into heavy rotation at home, I would soon ask him during some blowjob or handjob on the couch, if he would do that to me, too. Occasionally he'd refuse at first, slightly disgusted by my apparently sick and filthy urges. But instead of feeling like an idiot, I'd feel ashamed, yet even more eager to win his consent. He had me beg for days before he deigned to give me a golden shower, that I so claimed to want. I had to finger myself to orgasm as he splashed my face with piss, to 'convince' him that I really did get off on it. He was just as stubborn during the first few times he ass-fucked me; when he first whipped me or when he started rough-handling me during sex.

please I want to taste myself on your cock.
please stick it up my ass.
please let me be your nasty little girl.
please hit me.
please I need it to hurt.
please say it like you mean it.

The funny thing is, that after a while, it became impossible to seperate his tastes from mine. The faked thrills blended into actual thrills. I slowly grew accustomed to the taste of his sexual fantasies. I took a liking to not just playing but being his fucktoy, his slave, his victim. Before long I found myself acting out his fantasy of me whenever I was home. At work I'd be myself, chit-chatting with my collegues about this problem student or the other, grading papers, preparing lessons and so on. But shortly after I stepped into our home, I would casually slip into my role of kinky little minx daring him to teach me a lesson in humility.

As it turned out, all he was waiting for was a little encouragement. Some reassurance that I was willing to be used for every sordid little fuck fantasy he had set his mind to. Which was why I often found myself tied and bound, my clothes torn off me and his thick prick ramming into me with as much anger as he could summon. All while he beat me and yelled obscenities and abuse into my face untill I was crying, screaming and begging him to stop. It wasn't any good until tears were streaming down my face. Nothing would get him off more than seeing the pain he caused by fucking me.

So one time, as I was babbling incoherently in-between my sobs, pleading with him as he pounded my abused asshole and throwing my head around with every loud slap his hand made when it connected with my face... I felt him move his hand away from my red and pulsing cheeks and to my throat. I could barely control my sobbing breaths. He pushed his cock in a little deeper causing me to moan slightly, then he made me lock eyes with him. He stared into my eyes with a mixture of crazed lust and barely concealed disgust. 'You filthy little whore. Worthless fucking cunt. Do you want me to do it with my cock buried in your slut ass?' he hissed at me. For a moment I was confused, then he began to squeeze my throat, chocking me slowly. I felt a tinge of panic, but before I could form the words to beg him to stop, he was angrily thrusting into me again. 'Now what, you piece of shit whore? This what you dream of? Ending up ass-raped and choked in some guy's basement?' he began using his other hand to really smack me around. I tried to scream but the lack of oxygen was starting to get to me. Except for a dry cough and the involuntary jerking from his thrusts I barely registered anything around me. I knew he was beating me, but the burning in my lungs was quickly drowning out the pain. It was only when he pulled his dick out of my puckered hole, that I remembered him fucking me in the ass. Then his grip suddenly disappeared from my throat. I desperately gasped for air, trying to fill my lungs with the comforting coolness of oxygen. Out of the corner of my eyes I barely noticed him, furiously jerking off and blasting his load all over my face. I was about to cry out my surprise when I felt his veiny prick push into my mouth. 'Lick it clean, bitch. All of it.' he yelled moving his dick back and forth in my mouth. I held back my gag reflex as I tasted myself on his cock. Closing my eyes submissively I moved my tongue around trying to lick every part of his shaft. When he pulled out after a while, his dick had gone half-limp. He stood up straight above me, pointing his penis at my face.

I could tell what was coming and started struggling against my bonds. He chuckled, and suddenly I felt the first gush of piss hit my face, splashing into my mouth, my cheeks and down my hair. I let out an anguished cry which I realised turned him on more. His piss hit me with more force than I had expected and as I was thrashing around beneath him, some of it hit my breasts while some even found its way into my mouth as I screamed. When he was done, and I was well-soaked in cum and urine he stepped down again and started undoing my restraints. 'Your one nasty fucking whore' he said, slapping my breast hard once more for good measure. I cringed and said nothing, which as it turned out was a bad idea. He pulled me down by my hair, forcing me to kneel before him on all fours. 'Lick my feet' he demanded, which I obeyed hesitatingly. He ran his hand down my back, slapping my ass hard while I ran my tongue in between his toes. Unhappy with my performance, he pulled me up some more demanding I use my tongue where it belonged. He turned around and bent over slightly bearing his ass towards me. 'Go on and lick it, you stupid cunt. I want to feel your tongue on my asshole' I wanted to scream. I wanted to yell at him, How he dared to treat me like this. I hated him for demanding me to lick his shithole. The anger and humiliation was making me tear up. But I couldn't stand giving him the satisfaction of having made me cry like that, so instead I buried my face in his ass crack and start pushing my tongue into him. He started moaning and cursing excitedly. 'I knew it. You fucking pig. you twisted little slut. You love that.' He took my hand and placed it on his semi-limp cock. 'Jerk me off, you sick fuck.' This was too much. I could barely keep myself from crying. But as I dutifuly licked out his asshole, I used my hand to pump him into another erection.

I felt him getting harder in my hand. Once he was ready, he turned around and pressed my mouth open while slowly jerking off right in front of my face. Then he let his balls sink into my open mouth with obvious pleasure, moaning as he did so. 'Use your tongue, fuckhole.' I obeyed and tried to please him as well as I could, licking and sucking his balls. Tasting the mix of his cum and my juices that had stuck to his pubic hair. Soon he got tired of that as well, and holding my head steady with both his hands he pushed his cock into my mouth. Deeper and deeper, hitting the back of my throat. He pulled back a little only to push in deep again, causing me to gag and struggle for air. He didn't seem to care. He pulled out for a second or two only to thrust himself into my mouth again, as soon as I had stopped gagging and coughing. He kept going until he managed to thrust his dick all the way inside and down my throat. 'Better get used to getting your throat fucked like this, whore. I don't think I can be satisfied without making you deepthroat me.' When he pulled out again thick strings of saliva were hanging between the head and my lips. He nodded approvingly then grabbed his belt from the chair. Instinctively, I moved away from him afraid of being hit again. 'Relax. that's not what I'm gonna use the belt for. I want to play a little game with you.' He made a sling out of his belt and put it around my neck. 'I wonder if you can make me cum while I'm choking you. Let's see if you can make me blow my load inside your hole, before you pass out.' With the last words he jerked up his belt, tightening it around my throat and led me to a chair. He sat down, proudly presenting me with his erection and not letting go of the leash choking me. I straddled him with short and hurried breathes and sank down over him, his hard meat urging its way into me. 'I reckon you get a few minutes headstart, before I make use of this' he held the belt up to my face and grinned at me. I started grinding my hips, moving them up and down in hopes of creating enough friction to get him to orgasm. he didn't seem to care. i started to caress my breasts, pinching my nipples and pushing them up so i could lick them. i tried to hide my panic, when he seemed entirely unimpressed, but I could feel him pushing back more and more. I leaned forward, trying to think of something slutty or whorish to whisper into his ear, but I couldn't think of anything. So I simply dropped any pretense and said what I had been thinking all along.

'Please I cannot take it anymore. This is too much. It hurts. Please stop, Baby. I don't want this.' I could feel tears running down my cheeks. My short breaths had turned into pitiful sobs. 'I don't know the safeword anymore, just stop please.' He was starting to thrust into me now. Harder and harder every time. 'Please don't Baby. I'm begging you'. His thrusts had quickly become violent and painful and I howled out in pain with each. We weren't having sex anymore. He was simply fucking me, using me, destroying me.

Then he suddenly pulled hard on the leash, squeezing my throat shut and cried out as his orgasm was about to hit. I struggled desperately for air, flailing my hands about. He thrust into me hard. I hit him, scratched him, desperate for air. He threw his head back, screaming in extasy. I grasped for his arm, trying to get control of the belt. He barely noticed as he kept spurting his cum into me. My eyes were burning, my lungs cramping and he just kept pushing his dick deeper and deeper into me. I buried my fingers into my throat trying to pry the belt off...

...and then I came.

I confess that I have been wanting to have my wife bring a guy home who in front of her will strip me, bath me, fondle me, and dress me up like the sissy faggot whore I am and then fuck me silly all while she watches and laughs. Then once I have cum leaking out of my sissy while she fucks him over top of me and forces me to eat all of the cum right out of her. If only I could find this.

She wants to fuck you silly, what do you do to this indian whore

My hot Latina mistress loves when I meet her after work. She swallows every bit of my cum, and I always make sure to check by making her stick out her tongue and show me all of my cum is gone.
Her husband has no clue how much of a complete freak (and whore) she is. My wife of course knows about my little fling on the side, and wants me to eventually see if my mistress would be willing to play with her too. I confess I love to be a bit dominating over my mistress a lot more than with my wife. I love the fact that I'll pull my dick out and command her to suck it as I grab a handful of her hair, forcing her mouth all the way down until she's gasping and choking. When I cum, I make her show me that she's swallowed all of my load - and she finds it so fucking hot when I demand that from her. Sometimes I'll let her take control just to relax and let her fuck me silly. One of her fetishes is to get on top of me and ride me until I cum inside her so she can, "bring me home with her dripping from her pussy."
I asked her why she likes that, her answer?? "Because if my husband wants to fuck me, you're still in me and I'm a bad, bad girl, and it's the excitement of getting caught - like 'whose cum is that dripping out of you??"
Should I ask if she wants to play with the wifey too?? She's never indicated an interest in women, and I don't know how a mature-ish Latina would take that kind of thing.

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