I confess that, years ago, I messed with a coworker so often that I may have caused some mental damage. I was in my low 30's and he was about 21 and was new at our firm. His name was Kenny. We became pretty good friends and would hang out from time to time. Not sure who instigated the pranks, but it was on. I guess I exploited his inexperience and was always one step ahead of him. One night, we were on my front porch and he reminded me of just how many things that I did to him. Most of them I had forgotten and have since forgotten again.
I do remember when he and I, along with another friend, went to a bar. We were playing billiards when a cute dishwater blonde came through the door. She sat at the bar and Kenny couldn't take his eyes off of her and continuously spoke of how cute she was. I went over to the bar and told her I needed a partner in a game of pool. So we played against the two friends. Kenny became even more intrigued with her. Later, she and I went back to the bar for a beer. Kenny naturally followed and stayed close to our conversation, although he couldn't hear it. I took advantage of his eagerness to join the conversation by fabricating flaws about him to her and then pull him into the conversation at the precise moment. For instance, I told her that he was a little slow and that he was in Special Education classes in high school because of those mental issues. I added that Mrs. Dothard was his Special Ed. teacher. At that moment, I turned to him and asked "Kenny, you know Mrs. Dothard don't you?". Again, his eagerness to join the conversation led him to lean in and reply "Yeah, yeah. yeah!". I went on like that for about an hour. When I told him the next day at work just what I was doing, he was both embarrassed and a little pissed.
I also remember that I would keep some candy on my desk at work and Kenny would go to my desk and eat some of it when I would leave the room from time to time. One day I sprayed some M&M's candy with hairspray, put it back in the opened bag and placed it on the filing cabinet. I pretended to go to the restroom, turned and walked back in the office. I caught him halfway from my desk to his, spitting out M^M's.
I introduced Kenny to a lot of classic rock and roll that he had never heard. So he liked to ride out to my place and listen to my albums. Only after 4:20. For you younger generation, music used to be recorded on vinyl discs called albums. I bought an album cleaning brush from Kenny. He placed a small sheet of paper in the brush case that read "FOOL", which was his nickname for me. I played an album the first night that I had the brush and found the note. He asked me every day at work if I had listened to an album the night before. I always replied "No, too busy". He followed me home one Friday after work to chill and listen to music. As we walked in the door, he tells me to put on an album. I made up something that I had to do first and for him to play one and I would play the next. I insisted he use the brush. When he did, he found my note that read "FUCK YOU".
I did other things, but I will end with this one. Kenny's car broke down and he needed to sell quickly. I gave him the name of a guy I know who owns a wrecker service, plus buys and sales used cars. Kenny contacted him and the wrecker guy offered him $400.00 dollars, sight unseen, for the car. Knowing the nature of the wrecker guy and how he would react, I told Kenny to call the guy back and tell him you want to shop the price. "He will offer you more money", I told Kenny. He did and the wrecker guy's response was "Good luck" and he hung up the phone. A month later, Kenny paid the same guy $100.00 to haul off the car.

When the Porch monkeys wear their pants below their butts with their dirty boxers hanging out, thats called SAGGIN.

Here is a little food for thought. What do you get when you spell SAGGIN backwards??
Now lift up your pants you lazy ass free loaders.

My wife and I gave each other challenges this morning. I jerked off on the back porch in broad daylight a few minutes ago, and sent her a snap-shot with my phone. For her part, she's supposed to send back a picture of her middle finger, buried in her pussy, with her skirt lifted, at work.

Waiting for my picture...

Ok here it goes. My stepdaughter can be so annoying and sexy as hell at the same time. In the last year she has really filled out, maybe too much too fast. Yes she is also chubby but in a sexy way.
She has noticed how big her tits have gotten and has been motor boating me a lot. And when sitting on the back porch she always sits beside me, facing me rubbing her toes on my crotch in front of her mother. She is very strong and can pick me up and carry me. Her mother laughs as she carries me to her bedroom. She has even stuck her tongue in my mouth as her mom watches and tells her to stop. She tells her mom shut up as she says I am all hers.
And here recently she sneaks into our room and grabs my hand and puts it on her tits and pussy and rubs it around. By this time I'm usually very sleepy from the beer and she uses that to her advantage by pinning me down. I haven't done anything to her but dam it does drive me crazy.

Video request...

There is a video of a teen girl being filmed by a teen boy. The video takes place in a sun porch and starts with the girl sitting on a love seat couch of some kind. She is wearing a purple/pink zip-up sweatshirt and a jean skirt. You never see the boy behind the camera, but he "instructs" the girl to take of articles of clothing one by one. She is shy but definitely wants him to tell her what to do. The video is no more than 2.5 minutes (probably a lot less) and ends with her standing there naked.

The images are pretty clear in my head, so if you need more detail let me know. Even though I have seen it recently, I have looked everywhere and it seems to be buried. It shouldn't be.... she is fucking gorgeous.

Please help

Pissin off the porch

I must confess just took me a big hit of crack and then on my porch with nothing but my shirt on

I have stripped completely naked, and I’m on my porch. I’m rubbing my clit and pussy and teasing my nipples while watching videos of gloryhole, dogging, and strangers fucking women.

I’m edging, and will edge for a while before I allow myself to orgasm and go back inside.

Wish someone would catch me...

Tayla likes to hang out on the back porch, in her bra and thong with her arse hanging out for the old fella is the house below us to perv at with his binoculars

Sat on the porch drinking a beer and thinking about all the women I have fucked in my life. Realized that I met about 110 women, fucked about 60 of them and only 2 gave really memorable amazing blow jobs.
A number that surprised me was that, of the 60 that I fucked, 83% were on the first date. Not that I'm some great looking stud or anything, just that when a woman is horny and wants it, she goes for it.
Sadly, these days it seems every woman is either a hooker, fake profile or scammer. I miss the old days.

I really need someone to order me to get naked and jerkoff on my front porch.