Ashley Danielle, young white girl with a black guy. In the video they are having sex on the bed and the girl is really vocal and asks the guy to eat her out. And then they start having sex again and they think the condom broke because his dick is wet. Its been on here before but someone posted her facebook on the video so i guess it got deleted. If anyone has it, thanks in advance.

Looking for content of vocal northern British women. The very country accents are best. Not sure how to find on my own.

My wife is Asian--Chinese. I like the little girl look of east Asian women. My wife is very submissive, which is a powertrip for me. I am always the one on top. I ask her to say aloud "kiss my vagina" but she is too shy to vocalize it.

Anybody want to play on cam with a CD gurl? Will play with men, women, other CD or TG people- just be nice, vocal, and have cam & mic. Message me and we will set it up! If you’re horny, and tired of just jacking to video, but don’t want to have to fork over lots of money to some cam girl- hit me up! I’ll be dressed and ready to play around 2-3 am pacific time. 

I had a bottom come to my house today and of course my nigga walked up rang the door bell in nothing but a jock strap. When I opened the door I was naked and ready. We hit the Tina and it was game on! I stuck my cock in his mouth and started skull fucking his face until he gagged. We came in and I jerked his fucking monster cock edging that fat fucking cum stick for like an hour. We hit the bed and 69 I rimmed his ass and fucked that hole bareback and nutted up in that sweet hole. I get vocal and told him to give me that fucking nigger cock nut across my fucking face and that 10 inch nigger cock swamped my fucking face and I loved it. I am a nigger cock mother fucker!

So my girlfriend has always told me that I was the biggest dick she ever had. I am 5-1/2", so it seemed somewhat odd, but I believed her. I had doubts, like when she always asks me to fuck her deeper, when I'm already all the way in. She often plays with my dick and laughs and giggles, but won't tell me what it's about, I've always shrugged it off as nothing until recently, I raided her email and found an old sex video of her and her ex boyfriend. Didn't think anything of it, but it did make me horny and I watched it. I didn't think anything of it, until I saw his dick in the video. My mouth and heart dropped. It was massive, almost 2x the size of mine. I watched the whole video and compared our current sex life to the one she had with her ex, I haven't had a hardon yet without thinking about it. What really hurt me and turned me on the most was how loud and vocal she was when they were having sex. Even some of what she was saying. "You have spoiled me" "I only like big dicks now" "Ouch, you are in to deep" "My pussy is shaped like your dick now" "I can't live without that big dick". Not to mention, she came near the start and once more at the end. I have never made her cum through penetration.

She doesn't know that I found this. How should I bring it up to her?

Nights in Arlen
A KotH sex story
By: null

It was about 9:30 PM on a Tuesday night in Arlen, TX. Luanne Platter and her friend Jaime are sat on Jaime’s 2nd floor apartment balcony. Not a big place at all but Jaime kept it clean and welcoming. Hot but with a nice breeze blowing, the two of them are in shorts and sneakers. Luanne decided on a black bra and white tank top for her visit. Jaime’s was the last place on earth where Luanne felt comfortable and somewhat normal. Jaime has on a hoody but her D breasts are not easily stashed away.

“It’s getting late Jaime… I have to go soon” said Luanne as she tapped out another cigarette from her friends pack, her 3rd that hour.
“Do you want to go to Sugarfoots tomorrow? I’ll give you a ride. I definitely saw a ‘help wanted’ sign. They would hire you in a second!” said Jaime, Luanne’s friend of a few years. Not as pretty as Luanne but built the same way and on par mentally.
“I don’t know. I guess. I hate waiting tables. It’s like being a servant. You have to be happy when you’re really not.”
Luanne was visibly troubled and her friend was getting worried. Luanne had been broken up with Lucky for two months. Even before her and Lucky hit the rough patch that led to their parting ways her attitude had been different. Not the happy, blissfully clueless, piece of southern thickness those who know her have come to expect and love. These last few months she’s always seemed preoccupied and when questioned dismissive and distant.
“Luanne, what’s wrong? You’re not being Luanne. Are you still hung up on Lucky?” asked Jaime.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Jaime.”
Jaime grew worried and decided to change the subject.
“So do you want to go to Luke’s Saturday night? He and his friends are crazy! We need to just wear next to nothing, go there, and show off. Then leave early. They’ll be so about us then we’ll just leave!” Jaime envisioned their victory and laughed. Her chest bouncing as she didn’t have any support on.
“I don’t know, maybe.” Luanne responded, blankly, as she finished another of her friend’s cigarettes.
Jaime was sure a wild night of flirting and showing off followed by an abrupt departure would be just what Luanne needed to get her back on the right track. She felt accomplished already. In the way that she and Luanne’s type often do as they envision their future through rose colored glasses.
“Alright, I gotta go. So you can give me a ride tomorrow?” asked Luanne, with a curious increase in vocal energy that Jaime could not explain.
“Anytime, just call. I’m off all day.”
Luanne made eye contact with Jaime for the first time in 15 minutes.
“You’re the best” said Luanne.
Jaime felt sad at that moment. It confused her as this small compliment should have lit her up. It didn’t and it was the way Luanne said it. As if it meant something more than a simple thank you. She stood up and squeezed Luanne tight. Their breasts each flowing outward as they tried to escape the pressure of the embrace.
“I love you girl… you know that right?” asked Jaime.
“Yea, I love you too Jaime. Mind if I take a cig for my walk home?”
“Take them. I have a carton in the fridge.”
“Thanks” Luanne responded, relieved. She squeezed back to equal Jaime’s embrace.

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As Luanne walked home one thought, and one thought alone, was dominating her. She literally had to shake her head once in an attempt to push it away. The wind was calmer now. It was summer so kids were out playing hide and go seek. She saw a young boy find and start chasing a younger girl. The young girl was laughing uncontrollably as the boy tackled her onto the grass. Luanne was struck with a profound feeling of nostalgia. As she watched her steps she reminisced on her summer nights as a young girl running from boys. She tossed a cigarette butt into a drain. She crossed her arms under her breasts and her cleavage grew. The good memories of summers past were distorted then gone, replaced by a knot in her stomach. She had begun to hate her body. She hated that her breasts were so big. At one time they were such a source of confidence and pride. Now they disgusted her. As she thought about this she almost wanted to uncross her arms as she could not even stand indirectly touching them. She hated her golden blonde hair. A feature all of her girlfriends constantly said they wished they could have. “You can fucking have it” she thought. Anymore she just wore it in a lazy pony-tail. She hated her thick, round, protruding ass. Something most girls would hate but she loved once upon a time. An asset guys in her area were most keen on. She knew what she had and she flaunted it. Now, it was most decidedly a hate filled relationship. With her chest she could cover up, which she did when she was anywhere but at Jaime’s. But with her ass there was nothing she could do. All of her clothes were what they were. Short, tight, or revealing. In most cases all of the above. As she thought about her wardrobe she began to hate the girl she used to be. This caused her to tear up a little as the thought of hating ones younger and more innocent self is tremendously complicated and confusing. Luanne would never think on that sort of ‘meta’ level but she did know what she felt and it was weird. As she turned down the alley behind Rainy Street her steady pace was significantly slowed as her eyes met the yellow walls of the Hill residence off in the distance. Red truck parked in the driveway. For a second all thoughts and feelings were absent as if she were a deer in headlights. Slowly a feeling of dread surrounded her. She had been down this alley hundreds of times. If she had any talent in her hands she could draw it from memory. That said, for the past few months it has felt absolutely alien to her. She tightened the cross under her pale, ample boobs and began the final trek home. She was sick to her stomach now. She felt sweat beginning to accrue on her forehead. Her jaw was tight. Her hands were clenched. This all became apparent at once as she landed her first step on the driveway.
“Luanne!”
She felt as if she was hit on the back of her head as all the feeling of the past minute was instantly gone.
“Luanne look!”
She turned and looked towards the sound of her name. Bobby and Joseph were running toward her. Bobby was holding something in his hands.
“Bobby, what?” Luanne called out half in a daze having come from the mind state she was in.
“It’s a frog we found down by the Johnsons pond. Look how big it is!” Bobby cried.
Bobby and Joseph arrived at where Luanne was standing sweating and dirty. In Bobby’s hands was a rather massive green frog.
“Bobby that’s gross” Luanne said half aware.
“Do you think Dad will let it in the house?”
Luanne felt a quick jolt of electricity shoot from her head to her toes when Bobby mentioned him.
“I don’t know Bobby. Maybe you should let Joseph keep it tonight and find out in the morning. He might be sleeping” Said Luanne with ulterior motives for keeping him unbothered if at all possible.
Suddenly aware that he’s been mentioned by Luanne Joseph’s gaze was broken away from her thick round ass.
“Yea, my dad won’t care!” he stammered trying not to lose the image of Luanne’s deeply defined ass crack and underwear lines in her tight red cotton shorts.
“OK, Joseph. We can keep it at your house. But if my dad says it’s OK he’s moving in tomorrow! Now come on your mom got us hot pockets for the sleep over!” Bobby cried.
They both ran off towards Dale’s house. Joseph clumsily looking back at Luanne then disappearing behind his dads minivan. Luanne felt sick again as a result of seeing the dead insect on Dales truck. “He’s gross” she thought as she considered the type of guy who would have that on his truck. Then she turned and walked towards the sliding glass doors. Now sick to her stomach for another reason.

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The light were on but nobody was in the kitchen. The thought had occurred to her to rip one final cigarette before she went in but at this point was numb and plus Aunt Peggy didn’t want her sneaking cigarettes in the back yard anymore. The numbness was slightly lessened at the thought of Aunt Peggy. Basically Luanne’s mom now she felt close to her but more on a friendship level. She thought Aunt Peggy was one of the most intelligent people in the world even though most of the world thought, while friendly in her own way, she was an over confident windbag. Suddenly Luanne became aware she was standing at the sliding glass door looking into the house but unable to open the door. She was temporarily frozen in time as she neither wanted to go in nor continue to stand there looking like a weirdo. As she began to raise her hand to the door the light went off in the kitchen. Luanne stood there with her hand on the door handle for a few seconds. Then she slowly opened it. There was no risk of creaking or grinding as he kept everything in perfect working order. This thought caused knot to return. She slowly closed the door behind her and locked it. As she walked to the doorway to the living room she could hear Aunt Peggy talking to herself. Something about “fixing something when he should be in bed”. The acute awareness that often goes with sneaking around suddenly fell out of her. Numbness was all that was left. He was awake. In the garage. The sweat returned to her forehead. She swallowed the lump in her throat. She didn’t want to talk to Aunt Peggy in this state so she waited in the dark kitchen until she heard Aunt Peggy in her bedrooms bathroom then slipped into her bedroom. She shut the door and leaned against it. No lock on the door. There used to be one until a few months ago. She started crying quietly. She sat down on her bed and took her shoes off. She had white ankle socks on with pink paws dotted throughout. She peeled off her red shorts and dropped them into her hamper. The white cotton underwear matched her socks. She slipped on Jaime’s Arlen High sweatpants and got under her covers. She felt exhausted from the mental anguish of the past hour. Foolishly she held onto a single hope as she always did at this moment. Laying on her side in her room in his house she hazily stared at the clock on her night stand. Cigarette smoke and winterfresh gum on her breath. The clock read 10:32 PM…

To be continued.

I like to blow some fat fuckin clouds.then smoke a joint while my wife sucks my cock fora good hour tilI tiil I flip her on her back and pump her tight pussy til I cream her cunt. After cum I pull up YouTube and watch the Patty Duke Show. But just the intro song. I find that THAT particular medley keeps the so-called "climax blues" at bay. It's a dandy vocal riff as well; "...identical cousins, all the way..." Now THAT'S fuckin' music, my low-foreheaded friends out there. Tune in, diggit!

I did a bad thing when I was 18. I know now it was really bad, and could have fucked up my whole life if I got caught.

I got out of school and started work at a care home for young adults with learning disabilities. Due to it being a private home it was way underfunded and I was left unsupervised a lot. One day most of the patients went out and I was left with one patient, a girl of slightly younger age to me, limited sight and next to no vocal skills.

I had to supervise her on the toilet, and after she took care of business and wiped, she started rubbing her pussy. I tried to ignore it, but as I pulled up her panties I could smell her cunt strongly. I got her to wash her hands, and went to calm down.

I kept on thinking about the smell as I got her sat down to a film. I went for a cigarette break then came back and sat with her, and she instantly cuddled into me. The film was some crappy romance, and it came to the shitty sex scene and she sneaks her fingers down her crack and starts rubbing while holding me. I broke away, and did some paperwork. And I made sure all the doors were locked well.

She then needed the toilet again so I took her in, and she just stood there and started rubbing her nubbin again, and I went over to stop her but instead just kind of stood close. She hugged into me again, rubbing hard. I brought my hand up with her t shirt and started rubbing her nipples and she started moaning. I took my other hand, and guided hers d0wn to my cock, and she just kind of held it. I moved my hand down to her pussy, and felt around, and her pussy was soaking, literally dripping. I took her to her bedroom and she laid down on the bed. I had a brief crisis of conscience but it didn't last long before I was pushing my cock into her while rubbing her clit hard. She moaned like crazy, and came pretty fast. When she did, her spasms brought me really close and I blew a massive load in her.

I freaked out, and near-dragged her to the shower, and cleaned her out as best I could. Being a horny teen, this got me worked up again, so I slipped in her again while she was still really cummy, and came again within minutes.

Never got caught. Fucked her a few more times, fingered her a bunch and got her to suck my cock. I'm terrible, I don't care.

A few years later I had a long running thing with a 50 year old severe paranoid schizophrenic I was a carer for, she took it bareback anal every nightshift (once 4 times) because she thought I was jesus. She had a dildo that was like a bat, and with that in her pussy, her arse was the best hole I ever had, by far.

My wife thinks it's funny when we'd run into one of my ex's at a party. I'm always willing to make introductions. They usually glance down submissively before putting on a fake smile. It's become this game to my wife. She spends the rest of the evening guessing if I made them take it up the ass or down their throat. It's obvious I broke them and left a lasting impression. Sometimes she's right (singers are always scared of their vocal chords. It was pretty obvious I'd face fucked them). Sometimes it's a surprise (yes I made it fit in that tight little ass, bareback. I blew it deep in her ass and no guy goes unwrapped and absolutely no doggy.

I guess it's a dominant pride thing. My wife can handle me and she's gotten to meet some of the broken trail I've left behind...

Love her vocals

I submitted a confession post a few months ago describing my first sexual encounter with another guy (http://www.wihood.com/V1C49967), but had another new experience recently that I wanted to confess to enjoying immensely.

After my initial meeting with that guy went well, we decided to start fucking on a regular basis. Started off just meeting at hotels, then at each other's places, then overnights and eventually weekends. Similar dynamic to our initial meeting, with me pleasuring him with my ass/mouth until I earned the right to cum myself. He introduced a lot of fun things to (and into!) me and taught me a lot about being a good submissive bottom. After we were both tested and came back clean, I even let him start fucking my asshole bareback - the first time I felt his sperm pumped up my butt was incredible. Anyway, stories for another time. The relevant point of information is that we have one simple rule. During our meetings, my mouth and asshole are there for his pleasure, whenever and however he requests it.

This last weekend, I stayed the night at his place after an extended session of sucking his dick and riding some of his dildos. We never share a bed when I stay the night ("Only fags *sleep* with other men" being his logic), so I slept in the guest room. I'm a fairly heavy sleeper, even in a somewhat unfamiliar place.

I'm not sure what time it was, but it was still dark when I woke up to him on top of me. I was laying prone and he had the covers pulled away, with his entire body pressed against my back. I could feel his cock, warm and slick with some kind of lube, sliding across my butt crack, spreading that lube over my asshole, He was trying to be quiet, but I could still hear and feel his breath in my ear as his cock ground slowly across my anus.

I must have jerked involuntarily or something, because within a few seconds of me become aware of his presence, he sensed I was awake. Instantly, he slapped one hand over my mouth, stifling a gasp from me. His other hand slid down my body and he began to press the head of his penis hard against my asshole with his fingers. It was so slick with lube that he was inside me within seconds, forcing my anus open and plunging his dick deep inside me. While I had gotten used to his size and having him inside me during our meetings, this sudden penetration caught me off-guard and I groaned against the hand clamped over my mouth. It was a confusing sensation - pain in my asshole from the surprise entry mixed with the pleasure of his cock inside me. Bringing his hand back up, he settled his weight on my ass, driving his dick even further into me, pressing his balls and bush against me.

During most of our encounters, he wasn't very vocal with me, but this was different. As he drew his cock back, he kept his mouth close to my ear and grunted "yeah, this is my ass", before thrusting back hard into me. HIs thrusts were powerful, pulling his cock most of the way out of me, then slamming it back in deep, calling me his "little bitch" and telling me to "fucking take it all". It did hurt - and I squirmed under him, groaning against his hand - but it also felt so incredibly good. Being held down like that, forced to accept his dick pounding into my asshole, was so intense. While I'd been submissive up until then, I'd never felt like such a perfect bottom before. The pain in my asshole was washed out by pleasure and I started moaning and raising my ass in time with his thrusts.

I have no idea how long he spent fucking me. But, finally, he began to thrust faster...and within seconds he pushed as deep inside me as possible, groaned and began to pump his warm jizz up my ass. He's a heavy cummer and, even after having taken his load in my mouth earlier, he still had plenty of sperm for my rectum. His hips shook a little before each hot pulse. After he came, he stayed inside and on top of me until he was soft. He finally rolled off of me and got up, told me I wasn't allowed to touch my own dick and/or cum, then got up and left the room. My dick was throbbing - begging for release - and my asshole still sore from the rough fucking, but it all felt so amazing and my head was spinning. I'm surprised that I managed to fall asleep again after that experience, but I was exhausted from the rough fucking and eventually did.

A few hours later, he woke me up again the same way for another round...

I confess that I fucked my next-door neighbor last night.

My neighbor is a black girl in her mid-twenties. I'm not normally into black chicks (I'm white, FWIW), but she has a very nice body - big, firm tits and a tight ass. Kind of an ugly face but you can't win them all.

For the past couple of weeks, we've had an ongoing dispute that was beginning to get heated. The dispute was more on her part, with her accusing me of things that didn't make sense and me having no idea what she was talking about, thinking she was insane and getting increasingly pissed off. Yesterday, she realized that she was wrong and came over to apologize. We talked for awhile and the conversation drifted on to various other topics, so I invited her to stay over for supper. She actually started being flirty with me and, though I still thought she was kind of bitchy, I decided to go along with it since I hadn't gotten laid in awhile.

Since I didn't really give a crap what she thought of me, I escalated a lot faster than I normally do and within a few hours, I had her face in my lap and her mouth wrapped around my dick. She had good technique, coordinating her hands and mouth in a nice rhythm that had me ready to cum within a few minutes. I kept as quiet as possible until I was just about ready to shoot off, then put my hand on the back of her head and held her in place while I pumped my load down her throat. Normally, I'd warn a girl before cumming in their mouth but, fuck it, she'd been a recurring nuisance in my life and had earned a little surprise sperm. She swallowed it all though.

Before she could say too much, I spun her around, sat her down between my legs and quickly put one hand down her pants and the other up her shirt. I didn't waste any time being gentle, just shoved my fingers inside her pussy and started rubbing and squeezing her nipples. Her pussy was soaking wet and clenched nice and tightly around my fingers as I slid them in and out of her, rubbing her clit and occasionally bumping against her g-spot. She pressed her back against me and squirmed against my hands, moaning and gasping. I pinched her nipples hard and her pussy gripped my fingers even tighter. I was starting to get hard again, so I switched to focus solely on her g-spot and had her writhing against me. She came in a matter of minutes, squirting and soaking her underwear and pants, drenching my hand.

While she was still trembling from her orgasm, I pushed her forward onto her knees and bent her over my coffee table. I put on a condom (safety first!) and shoved my dick into her cunt. Her pussy was amazingly tight and squeezed around my dick from the aftershocks of her orgasm. Her juices dripped down my balls as I pushed into her; so hot. I drew back slowly and then shoved it back into her hard, making her gasp. After enjoying the feel of her pussy for a few seconds again, I picked up the pace and started pounding her as fast as possible. I held her wrists down against the table and banged her with as much force as I could. I'd never hate-fucked a girl like that before, but it was quite an enjoyable sensation - pistoning my cock in and out of her, the table shaking under her, hearing her gasps and moans with each thrust. Between the desensitizing effects of the condom, and having cum once already, I was able to fuck her like that for a good long time. I even slapped her ass a few times and covered her mouth once when she started getting too vocal. Finally, I slammed my dick into her one more time and came again. I pulled out of her, took the condom off and squeezed my jizz onto her back to dry.

She didn't stay the night, fortunately. I got a last bit of amusement watching her quickly dash back to her apartment with the crotch of her pants soaked. Before she left, we exchanged numbers and talked about hooking up again in the near future. Not going to be dating her or anything like that, but she makes a good receptacle for my cock and I wouldn't mind fucking her on occasion.

It is such a turn on when a man takes control in the bedroom and tells you dirty things in your ear. Feeling his hot breath on the neck. Grunting & moaning out like an animal as he cums, telling you "Yeah that's right baby take my fucking load!,." Of course all women are different and enjoy different things.
But I'm sure most can agree that it's sexy when the man is skilled at dirty talk. Fellas.... I cannot stress enough the importance of being vocal while fucking. If all you do is let out slight, light & dainty moans, then hand me my vibrator & see yourself on out. 

Miley Cyrus still has talent, just not her vocals per say.

There was a video on here recently that I liked, but can't seem to find. I think it got pretty popular. It had a pale, flat-chested, smallish amateur girl with medium hair, riding a cock, being pretty vocal, getting drilled pretty hard, some probably thought she was a butterface. Any ideas?

A friend of mine recently adopted a shelter cat. She named it Oprah.
Because the cat is fat, black, and likes to be very vocal.

Yo!
looking for a dance video I've seen here before.
brunette dancing in mini denim skirt to electric music with vocals, some upskirts
in the background was a middle-age woman smoking a cigarette, that was very characteristic for the video!
room was a kitchen I think
Thx

Damn, this girl likes it in the ass! She was a bit too vocal about it for my tastes, but that's what I want in a girl!

So a little while back, I posted a few pics of mom. Now to tell you a bit about it. Growing up in a single parent home, you get use to things and test boundaries often. But you also look to get out as soon as possible to venture on your own. Well that is just the case here as well.
Growing up, mom would have boyfriends here and there. Some were serious, while others just seemed to be what I started to figure out as just booty calls or fuck buddies. That is how I was able to find pics of her on her computer. Coming home for a weekend, mom was at her computer when I walked in and she quickly closed her laptop and gave me a hug and kiss hello. I guess she figured she needed to get stuff out for my old room as she immediately went and got clean sheets and a blanket out of the closet. Like I haven't known how to make my own bed and change sheets??
Well, I figured I would check my emails after having been on the road to come home for the weekend. And that is when I got the surprise of a lifetime. There was mom, on a sex site and her profile was up. Now I am no dummy, I always knew mom was sexy and would always try to steal glances whenever possible. I do the same with my sister as well. Again, I am no dummy. You see a sexy and hot woman, you take notice. Anyway, I made sure to check and see what her screen name was and noted what site she was on. I later would make my own profile on there and get in touch with her. I wanted to see what all I could find out.
I knew mom was a bit of a freak and a wild one in bed when she was having sex. Walls are only walls and they only prevent you from seeing, but not hearing. That is until I figured out a way to watch her. And since my room was next to hers, I made sure that I got plenty of looks whenever possible. That weekend trip was torture as I wanted to get home and get my profile started. I knew mom was a sexual freak, but I wanted to know how bad and in every way possible.
Once home, I got on that site before I even unpacked my car. Uploaded some pics that I thought would interest her enough to begin talking and "getting to know each other" so to speak.I didn't take long at all. And as soon as the chatting started, it got interesting quick. Oh by the way, I didn't see her whole profile that first time, I was still sort of shocked and by the time I thought of it, I figured I had better get off her computer before she came back in and realized that she was still on that site when I walked in. So when she sent a request to be "friends" I was all too happy to accept. Well, I was even more shocked to see what all it was that she was into sexually. No wonder I was able to hear her all the time. After alot of emails and pic sharing, I simply couldn't stand it anymore. I knew that I had to fuck her. The only question was, how do I go about it? That took time for me to figure out.
Well, I finally figured one out. I figured I would make an attempt to get her to meet me and when would she be available to get together. I suggested the following weekend and she gave me an excuse that her kids would be at home all weekend and that she wouldn't have time for anything like that. But maybe the following weekend if that were possible. I knew that she was giving me a line of bullshit as me and my sister both were not going to be there. She was going to be with one of her fuck buddies the whole weekend. JACKPOT, is what I thought. So after a day or 2, I called her on the phone and asked if it was okay if I came home for that very same weekend. Mom is pretty skilled in the art of being sly as she didn't miss a beat with saying that I was always welcome to come home for the weekend whenever I wanted. She said that I had keys and if she wasn't home when I got there, to make myself comfortable and go about doing whatever it was I felt the need to do.
I figured that I would get ahold of some friends and make plans to hit a few bars for drinks and whatnot. I messaged mom when I got home and told her that my friends were picking me up so if she sees my car and I am not there, I went out with them to hit the bars. Well much to my surprise, the 3rd bar we hit always has a mixed crowd in it from young to old. And what I saw had my heart and my cock beating so fast and throbbing so hard, I almost lost control of myself then and there. Mom was dressed so sexy and was out with her "date" dancing away and having a great time it seemed. I thought about saying hello and introducing myself, but I had other plans in mind. I told my friends we should go and hit another place for drinks. That I didn't want to ruin my moms date and have her feeling awkward at all. But I did need to see if I could find out how sly she really was.
So once we left, I messaged her telling her that I was going to crash at my buddies house since we are going back there with our whole group to party the rest of the night. She again didn't miss a beat with saying that she was sorry she wasn't home, that she went to an early movie with a friend and they were just having dinner and enjoying a quiet night at the moment. She is such a good liar, that had I not just seen her 5 minutes earlier, I would have believed it. I asked her to simply message me when she gets home as I wanted to make sure she got there safely. Nothing that I wouldn't say out of the ordinary. But that would be key in my plans. So safe in the knowledge after her saying she would, I proceeded out for a few more drinks. But I really couldn't get the picture of her out of my head and I told my friends that I would catch them tomorrow and that I was going to walk home. By this point, we weren't that far from mom's house and it would let me work out what all I had in mind.
I got home pretty quickly for walking too. I knew it was from being excited with the anticipation of mom coming back home with her "date" and getting to see her in action. Suddenly the thought occurred to me that she may very well not come home at all with her date and go to his house. That thought hadn't entered my brain and I quickly started thinking that what I thought was a foolproof plan, was full of holes and I had played the fool. Time seemed to drag on and on but then suddenly my phone went off and it was a good thing that I had it on vibrate only, because the ring would have been a dead give away that I was home. I hadn't heard her come in and wondered what the hold up was, she said she was home safe and sound. I started to think she had lied about that too. I had to find out. So just to be sure, I quickly and quietly made my way to my sisters room since hers faces out towards the front. I would see if she was in her car and just getting her stuff out.
What a sight that I suddenly see. Being on the 2nd floor, I literally have a birds eye view of mom in the passenger seat and her date behind the wheel of her car. There is mom face deep giving the guy what appears to be an amazing blow job and her dress pulled up with him vigorously fingering her pussy. My cock went so hard in that moment, I thought that it might split the skin.
I made sure to get back into my room as fast as possible for what I just knew was going to be an amazing show. I had previously bought a few remote wireless spy cams and had already set them up and linked them to my laptop. I put my time to good use prior to heading out earlier in the night. I activated the cams and got myself set. I had to clear space in the bedroom closet to set it all up because I didn't want anyone else to stumble upon what I had planned. This also gave me added cover just in case mom decided to do a check to make sure that she was alone with her date. Apparently I didn't need to worry about that. After a few more minutes, in walks mom and her date and they were not going to waste any time it seemed. Mom was already stepping out of her dress. And she either went pantyless the whole night or she had them stripped off from earlier. Either way, they were both more then ready to go.
Like I said earlier, mom is very vocal when she is fucking and it seems that the walls drowned out more than what I thought. Some things I never did hear, I mostly heard the parts of her wanting to be fucked harder and deeper or faster. Not the little things that seemed to be said.
Her date literally picked her up and threw her on the bed. Then went into what seemed to be attack mode. He got in between her legs and started licking and sucking on her pussy with such enthusiasm and lust, that I was a bit envious. I thought I loved going down and eating pussy, but this guy was like a man possessed and a master. He wasn't down there long when I got to see the greatest thing in the world. My mom in total ecstacy and in full orgasm. Then, SQUIRTING!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!! Mom is a squirter!!! I hadn't even realized that I was stroking my cock until that moment. Because seeing mom squirt all over the place sent me over and I came right then and there. It was all I could do to burst out of the closet, head in there and start to fuck her right then and there. But the best was still to come.
Seems that since he already came from the car blow job, and mom already squirted from her tongue lashing, they both needed to take a bit of a break. So, he made his way back downstairs to get drinks for the 2 of them. My heart about stopped when mom got her phone out and took a few pics. I would later see them on her profile. It looked like she might be trying to upload them right then and there. Then suddenly my phone went off and I about jumped out of my skin. Mom had messaged and asked if I would be home for breakfast or if she should plan on cooking for only herself. I knew I couldn't answer right that very second, so I knew what I would do. I waited until they started to play around again to send my response. Once I thought they were getting worked up enough, I sent my reply. Not to cock block the guy, I knew he would be balls deep in mom before long soon enough anyway. Just to see the response and reaction. I told her that I would be home for breakfast, but she didn't need to feel like she had to cook or anything. I also said that I was glad she was home safely and hope she had a good night.
It was such a turn on seeing them in a 69 position when her phone went off. They both seemed like it was an inconvenience but mom said she had to check and that she would turn the phone off after she did. Mom responded and said that she would see me in the morning and that she was a bit tired and going to go to bed shortly and there was no need to respond back. Again such a good and sly little liar. When her date asked her who it was, she told him that it was me and that I wouldn't be interrupting them any longer tonight. What was said next damn near made me cum without so much as touching myself. He said to her, "So, do you really spy and peek in on your son when he's home? I mean some people say they do that and it is just a fantasy and only think about it. But do you really watch him showering?" And if that didn't about make me cum, her response almost killed me. She said, "I absolutely do. Every chance I get. And he has no idea. I almost had to cancel tonight since he came home for the weekend. But since he was going out with his friends, I figured no need for me to sit here all by myself. And even luckier that he isn't going to be here until the morning. So you can't stay the night, but you can still fuck me as long as you want." I felt light headed, horny and an all kinds of other emotions I can't begin to name.
She then went on to say, "Remember how I told you about the last time he came home? I had forgotten that I was in his room the night before and camming with that other guy from out of town I see occasionally." Total shock envelopes me at this point. But he seems to know but can't put it all together right away. So mom says, "Remember how I told you that is the guy that is into incest and loves to not only do it, but role play it as well. So whenever we cam, I go into my son's room. Now, we don't role play mom and son, but brother and sister. And I act like its his room I am in while he is away. It gets pretty hot pretending he is my brother and watching his sister get off in his room. Especially when I squirt. So whenever he comes down, we fuck in my son's room. When my son got home I had forgotten to change the bedsheets and blanket. I had to rush and do it as soon as I saw him walk in. My heart about stopped. I was so exhausted from squirting and getting off that I completely forgot about it. I thought I was busted for sure that day."
BETRAYAL!!!! That was the first thing that I thought about. "How could she do that?" I wondered. But then again, wasn't I doing just as bad as her? Then, I began to realize everything that had really been said. Mom watches me shower and spies on me whenever possible. (note to self, check room for hidden cams ASAP!!) So he asked her "Why is it that you 2 never roleplay mom and son? Seems like you want to." She simply says, "He gets off more on brother/sister or daddy/daughter and I know that I am not able to pull off the daughter role for him. Which is fine with me." He asks, "Well if you could do it, would you?" And with more enthusiasm than I would have ever thought, she replies, "Why? Do you want to play? I wouldn't want you to get uncomfortable pretending to be my son. Especially when you start to really pound me hard. You know how loud and vocal I get sometimes. I have no idea how bad I will be. Because if we start off role playing, we aren't stopping until we are done. Just so we are clear." With that, he says to her, "So mom. Can you suck my cock again? Because once you get me hard, I am going to fuck your brains out. Unless you don't think your son can get you off like those other guys have." The smile that came to her face is etched into my memory to this day.
Once she had him hard as a rock, he proceeded to fuck her so hard and so fast that I thought they were not only going to break the bed, but pound it through the fucking floor. During this whole time and scene being played out in front of my via my spycams, I came so many times that I had nothing left in me to come out. But still a raging hard on and wanting and wishing that I was in there and fucking her for real. They were really into it too. Going into every position imaginable and her squirting again and again and again. It seemed almost as if it was neverending. Then, the finale. He says to her, "Mom, I am going to cum. And I am going to cum deep inside you. What do you think about that huh?? Having your son cum inside your sweet wet pussy? You like that?" So mom locks her legs around his waist and says, "Sweetheart, I wouldn't have let you cum anywhere else anyway. And I am glad that you want to and are going to cum inside me. I'll just have to make sure to go and get a morning after pill tomorrow after breakfast just in case honey. Okay?" And with that, he lets loose inside her. I was transfixed. Frozen. I don't even remember if I was breathing or not at that moment. They then lay there together, completely content. Breathing heavy and sweating. Seemingly to be one person at that moment.
It didn't take them long to get themselves sorted out and for him to get dressed and ready to leave. But while they did, he did seem all at the same time, happy yet jealous. Like he was happy that he gets to fuck her, but jealous because he knows that she not only has thought about it, but now actually acted out fucking me, her son. Who she has been thinking about fucking for awhile it seems and spying on me for who knows how long.
So he asks her, "So what did you think? And what does this mean from now on?" She says, "I loved it!! It was so erotic and intense. I have never squirted so many times in the same night. And you know perfectly well that I haven't. And it doesn't mean anything. So we pretended that you were my son. Nothing more." I knew in that moment what he was looking for. He said, "No. I mean what does this mean as far as you actually doing it now? I mean you have been spying on him. You even cam and get off in his room with your out of towner and fuck him in there as well. Now that you pretended to fuck him, you mean to tell me you won't actually try to fuck him?" I held my breath yet again for her response. Which was, "Would I fuck my son for real? I can't honestly answer that. I have seen his girlfriends and I am not stupid, I know that he gets his share of women. And girls talk, even though I am his mom, they aren't afraid to talk about what he does so well and what they like and don't like. Plus, I wouldn't even begin to know how to seduce him and go about it all and not freak him out." I am actually a bit shocked when he says, "Well, you never know and never will know unless you try. If he's smart, he wouldn't pass it up. And I am sure that he already spies on you or at least has spied on you before. All boys do it to their moms growing up. And never sell yourself short, you can run with those other girls as well. Remember, he is your son, and you do know his likes and dislikes. Use it to your advantage. I am sure you can do it. You know how to be subtle."
And with that, they kiss each other good bye and mom locks up for the night. I wait until I think she is sound asleep, and then begin turning everything off. I can't wait until morning and breakfast. I have no idea how I will be able to not let on about everything that has gone on tonight. Even when I "talked" to mom on that adult sex site, she never mentioned anything about incest in any of her fantasies or kinks. I figured she has to completely and utterly trust those she tells that information to and it doesn't come easily or lightly. And I am all the more glad and thankful for it. Because, real soon, mom is going to be in for the shock of her life. Not to mention the fucking of hers and mine.
More to come later. Sorry if this was too long, but I felt I had to at least give a sense of how it started and built up. Yes, mom and I fuck on a regular basis. I will post more on that like I said. Thought you might like to know how it all started though. Until next time you fellow pervs and incest lovers. You know what they say, Incest really is the Best.

My experience with one particular dating site has been far less than stellar since I joined about six months ago. It's the six-letter one that starts with "T." Since I'm at the far upper end of the age spectrum (71), I can't imagine I'm a "hot commodity" for most women on there, although I sure attract my share of "fakes, flakes and foreign babes." Judging from my responses alone, there must be an entire section of Hong Kong bursting with gorgeous women anxious to hook up. Yeah -- right!

This past Friday night was the anomaly. At about 10 pm I was alerted to a match. Swiping right to accept, I saw that Emily was a 33-y/o Hispanic woman. I decided to cut to the chase and announce I was horny and looking for a meeting that very night. Since I was ready for bed, I figured it didn't cost me anything to pour on the pressure. Much to my surprise, she admitted a similar interest, and we soon came to a tentative agreement.

Since I'm married, I can't host, She claimed to have moved to Denver recently and had two roommates who were [a] home for the evening and [b] had friends over. She lived in a large apartment complex in one of Denver's north suburbs, so I suggested we meet at a 24/7 porn theater that turned out to be literally 20 blocks from her place. She was skittish about that prospect, so instead she suggested I drive over to the clubhouse area of her complex and we meet for some car play.

Ten minutes later, I was out the door and on my way. My wife and I share a 2BR condo, and one of its advantages is that our bedrooms are on opposite sides of the unit. On Friday nights, she takes a sleeping pill, so it's possible to slip out unnoticed. Emily messaged me twice as I headed north, clearly concerned that I might flake out on her. Thirty minutes after I pulled out of my garage, I was parked in front of her complex's clubhouse and promptly let her know I'd arrived.

She walked up to my car just as I was climbing out. She's about 5-5, 160 pounds, large tits, big butt, and a soft "poochy" belly. We kissed briefly but felt rather exposed under the parking lot lights, so we climbed into the backseat of my car from opposite sides. I drive a Prius, which is hardly conducive to amorous activity, but she was clearly horny enough to want to make this work. She wore a peach-colored mini-dress with thin shoulder straps and a scoop-neck front to show off her cleavage. We kissed some more while trying to find an optimal position for further action.

Reaching up under her dress, I quickly discovered she was naked beneath it, with a smooth hairless pussy that was already getting moist. She pulled down her top to give me access to her nipples -- nothing special, but sensitive -- and shifted into the corner of the backseat as she pulled the hem of her dress up to her waist. Even after she hooked her right ankle up over the front passenger seat to give me full access to her slit -- her thick thighs were spread as far apart as room would allow -- the area wasn't quite spacious enough for me to go down on her.

So instead, I proceeded to rub her pussy with my left hand while using my right hand to massage her tits and tug on her nipples. Over the course of about 20 minutes, I finger-fucked her to at least a dozen orgasms. At various points in the process I had two fingers in her vagina, three in, and four in -- pumping away like a madman as she rode the wave multiple times. I tried to fist her, but my hands are fairly large, so the best I could do was four fingers plus the thumb up to the first knuckle.

She was extremely vocal -- alternately urging me on and announcing each impending orgasm -- so it was a good thing I'd left my car windows closed. Four or five times she reached down with her right hand to brush-bate her clit as i worked my hand in and out of her pussy, and twice she grabbed hold of my t-shirt with her left hand and twisted the cloth (plus a bit of the underlying skin!) as she came. [When I got home, I saw there was a speck of blood in the center of my shirt.] At one point I administered The Shocker (three fingers in her pussy, plus my pinkie deep in her ass), and not only did she NOT object to the intrusion, but twice more in the throes of an orgasm she boldly invited me to do it again. "That's the first time I had someone do that to my ass," she claimed. I kind of doubted that, but I was in no mood to refute her claim.

Twice during our fingering session I took a slight break -- hey, I'm OLD! -- and withdrew my fingers to lick off her juices. The second time, I offered her the first taste, and she greedily sucked two of my fingers into her mouth.

Naturally I was hoping for some reciprocating action, but before I could shift in my seat and start to pull down my gym shorts, Emily said, "Geez, look at the time, My roommates will be wondering where I'd gone." With that she delicately lifted her ankle off the front seat where it'd been resting, climbed out of the car, and did a quick adjustment to her dress so that all the naughty bits were covered up.

I suggested a return engagement for Sunday afternoon, and she seemed quite enthusiastic to meet me at the porn theater a mere two miles from her apartment. Off she went into the night, and I headed home. When I got there, I pulled out my phone to message her about Sunday, only to discover she'd "unmatched" me in the interim. I caught myself thinking, "I bet she did that as I was driving away," and was pissed at myself for not having secured some other way to contact her. She'd gotten what she wanted without having to satisfy me, but I still had fun. "Her loss," I figured, since if we'd actually gotten together on Sunday in a place with room to stretch out, there would have been some serious pussy eating going on.

Alright guys here's some advice, if you want to see really good self shot teen vids, try and find ones that girls have made for their boyfriends! They are always really intimate and the girl is usually quite ahem "vocal" as she wants to impress him!
You're welcome!

I confess... there isn't ANYTHING about this vid I didn't like:

http://hardsextube.com/video/646809/Teen-fucked-by-big-black-cock

from the daughter blackmailing her step-daddy into fucking her, the voyeur friend, how pretty she was and how slutty she dressed... how damn vocal she was about wanting that big black cock in her tight white pussy... I didn't last more than the first 10 minutes!

I wish someone would download it and post it here so I could fav it :)

I wrote a KotH fan fic years ago then forgot about it. Just added a part 2. Enjoy!

Nights in Arlen
A KotH sex story
By: null

It was about 9:30 PM on a Tuesday night in Arlen, TX. Luanne Platter and her friend Jaime are sat on Jaime’s 2nd floor apartment balcony. Not a big place at all but Jaime kept it clean and welcoming. Hot but with a nice breeze blowing, the two of them are in shorts and sneakers. Luanne decided on a black bra and white tank top for her visit. Jaime’s was the last place on earth where Luanne felt comfortable and somewhat normal. Jaime has on a hoody but her D breasts are not easily stashed away.

“It’s getting late Jaime… I have to go soon” said Luanne as she tapped out another cigarette from her friends pack, her 3rd that hour.
“Do you want to go to Sugarfoots tomorrow? I’ll give you a ride. I definitely saw a ‘help wanted’ sign. They would hire you in a second!” said Jaime, Luanne’s friend of a few years. Not as pretty as Luanne but built the same way and on par mentally.
“I don’t know. I guess. I hate waiting tables. It’s like being a servant. You have to be happy when you’re really not.”
Luanne was visibly troubled and her friend was getting worried. Luanne had been broken up with Lucky for two months. Even before her and Lucky hit the rough patch that led to their parting ways her attitude had been different. Not the happy, blissfully clueless, piece of southern thickness those who know her have come to expect and love. These last few months she’s always seemed preoccupied and when questioned dismissive and distant.
“Luanne, what’s wrong? You’re not being Luanne. Are you still hung up on Lucky?” asked Jaime.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Jaime.”
Jaime grew worried and decided to change the subject.
“So do you want to go to Luke’s Saturday night? He and his friends are crazy! We need to just wear next to nothing, go there, and show off. Then leave early. They’ll be so about us then we’ll just leave!” Jaime envisioned their victory and laughed. Her chest bouncing as she didn’t have any support on.
“I don’t know, maybe.” Luanne responded, blankly, as she finished another of her friend’s cigarettes.
Jaime was sure a wild night of flirting and showing off followed by an abrupt departure would be just what Luanne needed to get her back on the right track. She felt accomplished already. In the way that she and Luanne’s type often do as they envision their future through rose colored glasses.
“Alright, I gotta go. So you can give me a ride tomorrow?” asked Luanne, with a curious increase in vocal energy that Jaime could not explain.
“Anytime, just call. I’m off all day.”
Luanne made eye contact with Jaime for the first time in 15 minutes.
“You’re the best” said Luanne.
Jaime felt sad at that moment. It confused her as this small compliment should have lit her up. It didn’t and it was the way Luanne said it. As if it meant something more than a simple thank you. She stood up and squeezed Luanne tight. Their breasts each flowing outward as they tried to escape the pressure of the embrace.
“I love you girl… you know that right?” asked Jaime.
“Yea, I love you too Jaime. Mind if I take a cig for my walk home?”
“Take them. I have a carton in the fridge.”
“Thanks” Luanne responded, relieved. She squeezed back to equal Jaime’s embrace.

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As Luanne walked home one thought, and one thought alone, was dominating her. She literally had to shake her head once in an attempt to push it away. The wind was calmer now. It was summer so kids were out playing hide and go seek. She saw a young boy find and start chasing a younger girl. The young girl was laughing uncontrollably as the boy tackled her onto the grass. Luanne was struck with a profound feeling of nostalgia. As she watched her steps she reminisced on her summer nights as a young girl running from boys. She tossed a cigarette butt into a drain. She crossed her arms under her breasts and her cleavage grew. The good memories of summers past were distorted then gone, replaced by a knot in her stomach. She had begun to hate her body. She hated that her breasts were so big. At one time they were such a source of confidence and pride. Now they disgusted her. As she thought about this she almost wanted to uncross her arms as she could not even stand indirectly touching them. She hated her golden blonde hair. A feature all of her girlfriends constantly said they wished they could have. “You can fucking have it” she thought. Anymore she just wore it in a lazy pony-tail. She hated her thick, round, protruding ass. Something most girls would hate but she loved once upon a time. An asset guys in her area were most keen on. She knew what she had and she flaunted it. Now, it was most decidedly a hate filled relationship. With her chest she could cover up, which she did when she was anywhere but at Jaime’s. But with her ass there was nothing she could do. All of her clothes were what they were. Short, tight, or revealing. In most cases all of the above. As she thought about her wardrobe she began to hate the girl she used to be. This caused her to tear up a little as the thought of hating ones younger and more innocent self is tremendously complicated and confusing. Luanne would never think on that sort of ‘meta’ level but she did know what she felt and it was weird. As she turned down the alley behind Rainy Street her steady pace was significantly slowed as her eyes met the yellow walls of the Hill residence off in the distance. Red truck parked in the driveway. For a second all thoughts and feelings were absent as if she were a deer in headlights. Slowly a feeling of dread surrounded her. She had been down this alley hundreds of times. If she had any talent in her hands she could draw it from memory. That said, for the past few months it has felt absolutely alien to her. She tightened the cross under her pale, ample boobs and began the final trek home. She was sick to her stomach now. She felt sweat beginning to accrue on her forehead. Her jaw was tight. Her hands were clenched. This all became apparent at once as she landed her first step on the driveway.
“Luanne!”
She felt as if she was hit on the back of her head as all the feeling of the past minute was instantly gone.
“Luanne look!”
She turned and looked towards the sound of her name. Bobby and Joseph were running toward her. Bobby was holding something in his hands.
“Bobby, what?” Luanne called out half in a daze having come from the mind state she was in.
“It’s a frog we found down by the Johnsons pond. Look how big it is!” Bobby cried.
Bobby and Joseph arrived at where Luanne was standing sweating and dirty. In Bobby’s hands was a rather massive green frog.
“Bobby that’s gross” Luanne said half aware.
“Do you think Dad will let it in the house?”
Luanne felt a quick jolt of electricity shoot from her head to her toes when Bobby mentioned him.
“I don’t know Bobby. Maybe you should let Joseph keep it tonight and find out in the morning. He might be sleeping” Said Luanne with ulterior motives for keeping him unbothered if at all possible.
Suddenly aware that he’s been mentioned by Luanne Joseph’s gaze was broken away from her thick round ass.
“Yea, my dad won’t care!” he stammered trying not to lose the image of Luanne’s deeply defined ass crack and underwear lines in her tight red cotton shorts.
“OK, Joseph. We can keep it at your house. But if my dad says it’s OK he’s moving in tomorrow! Now come on your mom got us hot pockets for the sleep over!” Bobby cried.
They both ran off towards Dale’s house. Joseph clumsily looking back at Luanne then disappearing behind his dads minivan. Luanne felt sick again as a result of seeing the dead insect on Dales truck. “He’s gross” she thought as she considered the type of guy who would have that on his truck. Then she turned and walked towards the sliding glass doors. Now sick to her stomach for another reason.

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The light were on but nobody was in the kitchen. The thought had occurred to her to rip one final cigarette before she went in but at this point was numb and plus Aunt Peggy didn’t want her sneaking cigarettes in the back yard anymore. The numbness was slightly lessened at the thought of Aunt Peggy. Basically Luanne’s mom now she felt close to her but more on a friendship level. She thought Aunt Peggy was one of the most intelligent people in the world even though most of the world thought, while friendly in her own way, she was an over confident windbag. Suddenly Luanne became aware she was standing at the sliding glass door looking into the house but unable to open the door. She was temporarily frozen in time as she neither wanted to go in nor continue to stand there looking like a weirdo. As she began to raise her hand to the door the light went off in the kitchen. Luanne stood there with her hand on the door handle for a few seconds. Then she slowly opened it. There was no risk of creaking or grinding as he kept everything in perfect working order. This thought caused knot to return. She slowly closed the door behind her and locked it. As she walked to the doorway to the living room she could hear Aunt Peggy talking to herself. Something about “fixing something when he should be in bed”. The acute awareness that often goes with sneaking around suddenly fell out of her. Numbness was all that was left. He was awake. In the garage. The sweat returned to her forehead. She swallowed the lump in her throat. She didn’t want to talk to Aunt Peggy in this state so she waited in the dark kitchen until she heard Aunt Peggy in her bedrooms bathroom then slipped into her bedroom. She shut the door and leaned against it. No lock on the door. There used to be one until a few months ago. She started crying quietly. She sat down on her bed and took her shoes off. She had white ankle socks on with pink paws dotted throughout. She peeled off her red shorts and dropped them into her hamper. The white cotton underwear matched her socks. She slipped on Jaime’s Arlen High sweatpants and got under her covers. She felt exhausted from the mental anguish of the past hour. Foolishly she held onto a single hope as she always did at this moment. Laying on her side in her room in his house she hazily stared at the clock on her night stand. Cigarette smoke and winterfresh gum on her breath. The clock read 10:32 PM…

>Part 2<

There was a tap at the window. Luanne cast a hazy look towards the sound.
“Luanne!”
She had not gained focus yet as she slowly rolled to a seated position and rubbed her eyes.
“Luanne! It’s Lucky! Come to the window.”
The voice of her ex-boyfriend somehow filled her with joy. She walked over to the window.
“Luanne… I’m an idiot. I nearly lost the best thing in my life. And for what? A bunch of losers? I need you back, Luanne. Will you come away with me?”

Luanne was filled with warmth and hope. She climbed out the window and into Lucky’s outstretched arms. He ran with her to his 4x4 and shut the door. Luanne was absolutely beaming. She was about to crank up the radio when she noticed the display looked weird. It looked like a digital clock. Slowly but deliberately her dream faded and she returned to reality. She had been looking at her clock. 11:17 PM…

As the hope and joy of her dream melted away it was replaced by the cold dread of her dark bedroom. As her mind made the transition she leaned up. There was light coming from underneath the door way. He was still awake. Luanne sat frozen. Listening for any sound. She thought she could hear something but then realized it was her own heartbeat. Pounding in her chest.

“Calm down, Luanne” she thought to herself. “He just forgot to turn off the light.” She could hope.

As she continued to sit there in silence a lack of any sound had a calming effect. Was she in the clear? The second she allowed her anxiety to relent she heard the garage door open. A cold pall was cast over her. Her only reaction was to silently lay back down and curl up. Her pounding heart the singular focus. As it began to echo in her ears all fell silent when she heard her door open. No sound. No feeling. Only the black of her eyelids. It felt like hours to Luanne before she heard her door close. As she listened to him walk to her bedside the chill turned to the feeling of insects crawling up her back. It was all she could do to not physically brush away the feeling he had draped upon her. Heart pounding again.
He stood at her bedside for a full minute. Looking at his prize. The line of her ample body causing his manhood to press against his jeans. He took one final swig from his Alamo can and put it on her bed table. Luanne heard the jangle of his belt as he removed his pants. As ants on her back were now biting her the knowledge of what was about to happen nearly drove her to vomit. She swallowed hard as he slunk under her blanket and pressed his throbbing dick against her. He wrapped his arms around her stomach and began to grind into her large ass. It was at this time that the cold sweat came and all feeling was gone. If Luanne had a mind she would understand that this was a defense mechanism to help her cope with the extreme nature of her predicament. But alas, she does not. However, what was undeniable was the feeling of nothingness that washed over her. He was now holding her hips as he pressed his penis in-between her legs as best as he could while still clothed. He liked the pressure. After a few minutes, another pressure was too much to bear. He removed his boxers. Slid her sweat pants down to her knees and placed his throttled member in-between the soft upper part of her thick thighs. He could feel the involuntary wetness develop through her white cotton panties as he started to dry hump her. Luanne could smell the mixture of his constant bad breath and stale Alamo beer creep down her face as he began to lick her neck and ear. She began to tear up as his hands moved across her stomach to her breasts. He began to fondle her breasts over the bra. As he kneaded her breasts he began to moan in her ear.

“I love you, Luanne” he stammered out as he continued his assault.

The mixture of precum and pussy juice had become audible with his thrusts. Sensing he was close he slowed down. He ran his hands over her stomach back to her thighs. He rubbed them over then moved one hand down to her pussy. The fact that the whole area was moist filled his entire being with excitement and a warped sense of connection to Luanne. “She is enjoying this” he thought to himself. He gently pushed her to the side as he removed her sweatpants and panties. As he laid back down beside her flat on his back he took a deep whiff of the mess she had made in her panties. The unmistakable smell filled him with carnal lust. He adjusted so that he was sitting with his back to the head board and she was sat in-between his legs facing away.

“Luanne? Luanne… are you awake?” he whispered.
Luanne began to cry. The soft whimpers driving Hank Hill to near sexual insanity. He gathered himself.
“Luanne… hold your arms up.” A request that was always made and never followed.

He removed her shirt unassisted and pulled her towards him so that she was sitting on top of his engorged member. Driving it into her mattress. Softly he draped his hands over the top of her breasts and moved up and down over her bra. Hank liked the last little barrier. Soon it was more than he could take. He pushed her forward slightly and unclasped her bra. He moved the straps off her shoulders but was careful not to let it fall off the front. In one fluid motion, he moved his hands from the top of her breasts down. The bra fell to her lap and he fondled her heavy breasts. His fingers rising one by one as he dragged them over her large puffy nipples. Her whimpers became quiet crying. After a few minutes of groping her chest and kissing her neck one of his hands came up to wipe her tears. Her whole face was covered. This made Hank insatiable. He gently twisted her head to the side and began licking the tears from her cheek. Moved to the other side and cleaned that as well. The stink of his drying saliva altering Luanne’s perception. The salty taste in his mouth was the limit. He pushed her slightly forward at the hips and his dick popped straight up. He spun her around so that she was facing him, put her lifeless arms over his shoulders, and pulled her into him. Her chubby pussy lips were now wrapped around the base of his shaft. The heat from it surprised him. He began to involuntarily grind into her. Luanne was looking down, eyes closed, sobbing. Tears dripping from the bottom of her chin onto her breasts. He placed his hands on the side of her face and pulled up. Her eyes would not meet his.

“Luanne? Uncle Hank loves you. You know that, right?”
Luanne answered with question with more quiet crying.
“Luanne? I don’t want to hurt you. I want to love you. You’ll let me love you, right?”

He did not wait for an answer as his putrid tongue was thrust into her mouth. He began to grunt has his tongue made love to her throat. He had now moved his hands down to her ass cheeks so he could slide her dripping wet cunt up and down his shaft.

“Oh god, Luanne” he stammered as he began to feast on her neck and chin.

It was in this moment that awareness clumsily returned to her. It had never gone this far before. Never this intense. Luanne bravely ventured a quick a look into his eyes and he was not there. They were lifeless. Like a dolls eyes. She had to do something. She had to make a decision. To save the one shred of dignity she had left…

As he was mindlessly grinding her and the pace quickened she whispered, “…Uncle Hank?”

The sound of her whisper somehow shattered through him as he looked up at her.

“Uncle Hank…” she whimpered as she gulped down the putrid mix of his saliva and hers, face breaking out because of all his bacteria.
“…I’ll love you back if you’ll let me, Uncle Hank.”
The statement threw Hank Hill’s mentality for a loop. As he searched for words he noticed her arms slightly tighten behind his neck. It was all he could do to speak.
“How do you want to love me, Luanne?” he asked as he slowly began to grind again.
“Like this…” and with that she began to slowly counter his gyrations.

At this point Luanne stopped crying. Any thought aside from the void caused from being molested by her uncle was a light in the darkness.
Effecting an innocent Texas twang as best she could she asked, “Can we ‘jus rub ‘em together? As she softly but assuredly began to pick up the pace. All in the hope that agreeable vulnerability would calm his carnal lust.

Normally, this is not how Hank Hill operates He needs absolute control. Absolute dominance. But the magnitude of her request had pierced him. Had he finally broken her? These “sessions” have been escalating and getting dangerous. If she had succumbed to him, he had to play his hand right so he didn’t upset the delicate balance.

“Yes, baby. We can.” He answered as he slid down flat on his back.

Luanne wiped her nose with her arm, leaned forward over her uncle so that her heavy breasts were hanging down over him, and began working her hips. Slowly grinding her cunt up and down the length of her uncle’s big dick. Hank Hill had left himself again. Only this time he was in a haze of infatuation. Secure in the fact that he had broken her. She was his. He reached up and cupped her breasts in his hands. Pulled her down slightly and began to suck on her puffy nipples. Popping them as he released her large areolas. As he was tonguing her breasts the sickness returned to Luanne. As with any trauma, being present in the moment invites the pain to come rushing in. She had to end this quickly. She began to roll her wide hips and press down into her uncle’s rock hard erection. Suddenly he stopped sucking her breasts. She cast a quick glance at her uncle and his eyes were closed. He began to gyrate into her deliberately. He grabbed her large warm ass cheeks with his hands and pressed her into him even harder.

Her uncle breathlessly spoke, “Oh baby. Keep loving me.”
His ass was now rising off the bed as his pelvis lifted her with each thrust. So much so that she had fallen forward and they were chest to chest.
“Oh Luanne… oh, God! I’m cumming baby!” he choked out as four ropes of her uncles hot cum forced its way in-between them.

Involuntarily, Luanne rose up off him and the cum began to drop down her stomach. As it began to reach the top of her pussy she cupped in with her hand. She looked at her uncle. His eyes were closed and he had a tired smile on his face. She stayed straddling him. Afraid to move. She silently moved her hand up her stomach to get the rest of her uncle’s sperm off her body and into her hand then wiped it into the comforter. As she did that he looked up at her.

“You’ve made your uncle very happy, Luanne.”

And with that he leaned off her bed. Bent down and put on his jeans. The reality of watching him put on his jeans. The hairy legs and the jangle of the buckle was too much for Luanne. The vomit rushed up her throat and into her mouth. She clenched her lips as tight as she could. Mercifully, her uncle did not look back and silently left her room. Luanne stayed motionless on her knees on the bed. Nose and eyes running from the acidic vomit that had filled her mouth. She listened as she heard the familiar sounds of his “after session” bathroom sounds. As she heard the click of their bedroom door she rushed to the window, threw it open, and let the vomit shoot out of her mouth. Two more rushes after that. When she was done she dropped to her knees and openly wept in the corner of her room. The confusion of what had happened. The absolute disgust at what she did to avoid worse. The panging dread at what she would have to do in the future. All this mental anguish was cascading over her and breaking her soul.

After a few minutes, she got up from the floor. She put on her sweatpants. “Jaime” she thought hazily as the tears rolled down her face. Slunk to the bathroom and showered. Slunk back to her bedroom. Ripped all the blankets and pillows off her bed then laid down in her towel.

As she regained focus she saw the can of Alamo on her night stand. She smashed if off and saw her clock.

12:31 AM.

To be continued.

anyone knowof a vid or two that is at least (around) 5mins long , with rough-ish kinda sex that you can hear clearly , like with wet sounds and/or that pounding sound, but without / or with very minimal vocals, also without (loud) music of course. thanks, its been much harder to find than id first thought it would be. also if anyone knows a keyword that usually also entails this kinda vid that'd be awesome

So I've been married nearly a decade, but my wife and I have always had an "open agreement" and it's led to a few fun nights for me. We don't share who or what we do on our free time, but I recently found out that my co-workers, who are married, are swingers.
Last month we were hanging around at their house what started as a joke of me taking new pics for their swingers profile on a website ended up with her blowing me while he fucked her from behind.
The following week, they invited me over for a threesome and she rode me like I have never been rode before after blowing me for 20 minutes. I lasted mere minutes inside her.
Luckily, they like to fuck for hours, so I eventually got it back up and we DP'd her before I had to take off for home.
Last night we got in another round and she just knows how to fuck. Plain and simple.
I lasted about 30 minutes before I blew my first load this time, unlike the 4 or 5 the first time we screwed (which, my wife likes, she just wants hers and gets off then gets pissed if I take too long!).
I had to get going and he texted me over an hour later to say they just finished up. So I still have some work to do! :)
Mind you, he isn't lasting the whole time and then popping, he fucks til he cums, gets it up again and goes, and does this over and over until he can't get hard.
I am more of a fuck once or twice, but I jerked off 5 or 6 times last week just to see how many time I can cum in a row. So I am looking forward to not being able to feel my legs! haha
She is vocal, gives awesome head and takes it in the ass like a champ. He likes to watch and is very much about letting her get as much as she wants.
Just wanted to share a story about my new found playtoy! :D

I'm looking for a movie on here That I saw awhile back..

Pretty much its in the living room, has sound, the girl is petite and very vocal and the guy is well built. Guy fucks her standing up over the couch, etc.

Can anyone give a hand.. I wanna say it was over 10 minutes if that helps.

I am looking for a video I saw here a while ago. It’s a amateur. The woman is riding reverse cowgirl and the video is a close up of her pussy. She is very vocal and moans a lot. Says John a few times. Can someone repost or point me to it. Thanks. 

So this is a follow up to a problem I had come about a little over a week ago. Quick flashback, my friend/fuck buddy's daughter messaged me asking me to do to her what I do to her mother. Now I have been wanting more than to be just fuck buddies but for some reason she has not seemed interested in more than that. Not sure if I mentioned it in the other post but her name is Amy and the daughter's name is Maria. (Just to be clear, names have been changed for added anonymity).

So for just about a week, I have been trying to figure out exactly what to do about the message I got from Maria. Having never had a father figure in her life, she has always sort of gravitated towards me as one. I have never minded that at all either. She always seemed to just want to have someone other than her mother to count on. So getting a message wanting me to do things to her that I do with her mom was beyond a shock. I was speechless in every way possible. I posted something here because I found that being able to "talk" about it was easier than keeping it to myself and no way to really figure out the best way to handle the situation. While I had some obvious comments of what to do, there were a few that were very helpful with this situation. So I felt I would share what happened the next time I met up with Amy.

As always seems to be the case, the weekend was coming up and as usual, I knew Amy would be calling and wanting to fuck. Trust me, I never mind when she does either. I won't be boastful and describe her as some hot super model that has perfect measurements. I will descibe how Amy looks to give you a "visual" as best as I can. She is about 5'6", around 140-145 pounds (not a rail and not fat either), just motherly. You know how a woman may have a few extra pounds on her after having a few kids. Even years later I mean. I love that she has an ass I can grab and smack and tits that I can really have fun with which I believe are 36 D's. She has another daughter younger than Maria as well. I just thought of the perfect person that best compares to Amy. Imagine Reese Witherspoon with about another 15-20 pounds on her. I am not even remotely kidding with this either. I have even asked her to roleplay like she was Reese while we have been fucking. Sadly, she never does. Okay, back to what brought me here. Sorry.

Amy calls and asks if I am coming over because she is really horny and she also has a surprise for me. I wonder why she asks me if I am coming over as ususally she just says, let's fuck, get here as soon as you can. I tell her I will be there as soon as possible and that I have to get a few things so I don't have to drive from her place to mine all weekend.

I always love coming into the house when Amy is worked up and overly horny, sometimes she will be sitting on the sofa totally naked and waiting for me. Or sometimes in her bedroom with her favorite toy getting herself warmed up for all the fun we know we are going to have. Well, this time was different for one reason only. She had a video camera set up in the bedroom and was already filming herself. NO, there will be nothing posted here. She has the video and you will understand later why.

I have been wanting to make a video with her for a long time now and think that is what the surprise is. But I am in for yet another shock. I see her there and in the middle of getting herself off. She has her purple vibrator out today. This one is one I usually use on her myself because of the afffect it has on her. Oh, I forgot to mention, Amy is a squirter. And this vibrator makes her squirt what always seems like gallons. The orgasms are too intense for her and that is why this vibrator is used only when I am with her. I also notice that the bed is already soaking wet. Instantly I am hard and without a thought at all, I am naked and on the bed and in between Amy's legs licking and sucking on her pussy. I literally love to go down on her. Really most of the women I have ever been with, I always enjoyed eating their pussy more than actually fucking them. I just love the taste of a woman's pussy and how it feels on my lips and tongue.

Amy seemed to have it timed and I think she heard me coming in and held off on purpose on another orgasm until I came in the room. Not long after I get my face in between her legs and my mouth on her pussy does she explode all over me and damn near drowning me. Hey, if ever you are going to drown and die, that would be the way to go. At least for me it would be. Anyway, as Amy is squirting all over my face, she is getting alot more vocal than any other time of us being together. I mean, usually neither of us has to say anything to the other. We just know what we both like and don't like after so many times of being together. Not entirely strange for her to say anything, just strange in the manner she was saying it. It's not until later that I find out why.

Once she hits her orgasm and squirts, I pretty much just have to fuck her now. Once again, Amy gets pretty vocal. I figure its just for the camera and to be honest, I never even looked to see if the damn thing was even really on or not. But I figure hey, shut up and get busy. She may change her mind if I fuck up and say something stupid. I work my way up her body kissing, licking and sucking all the places that I know she loves so much. I just love her tits too. Again, she has mother tits, not perky like she was when she was in her late teens and early twenties, but they sure as hell aint saggin' either. I mean for me, I think they are just perfect.

I finally get all the way up to her and we are face to face. I love how she looks when she is like this. Its that look you get from a woman that just lets you know that they really do care even if they don't say it. My mind wanders ever so briefly as to why she won't let our relationship go further than just this physical part. I get snapped out of this thought to Amy telling me to "make love" to her. Now I am really fucked up. In all the times we have been together, not once has she ever said that. I took this as a sign of what I hoped to come and what I have wanted for so long.

I oblige the woman of my desires and dreams, this beauty that captures me and makes me want to be with her as much as possible. I then slowly slide my cock inside her and we begin that slow dance. At first, its just me slowly going in and out of her. Then she starts to gyrate her hips in time with me. All the while, she is talking about how it feels for her and wanting me to tell her what it feels like for me. Its almost as if we are the announcers of our own sexual encounter giving a first hand account play by play of what we are doing and feeling.

We continue this for awhile before it just becomes too much for either of us. I can tell that Amy wants to cum again and she knows I won't deny her that. I want to cum as well. I know I am not going to last much longer. I start to pick up the pace and go from "love making" to all out fucking. Amy and I are both worked up and in a frenzy. She tells me to hurry as she is about to cum and I tell her I am about to as well. But she wants me to get her off first because she wants to swallow this time. Knowing that we have all weekend and I can cum in her pussy later, I do exactly as she asks. I start to fuck her as hard as I can so she can cum and squirt all over the place.

I see in her face that she is just about to let loose and make my final push into getting her over the edge. Just as she starts to moan, I pull out of her and she starts to gush over and over and over again. It just doesn't seem to stop even though I know it is over in only moments. I then move as fast as I can to get my cock in her mouth and she starts to suck on me with an enthusiasm I haven't seen in quite some time. I tell her that I am about to cum and this just spurs her on even more. I think in response, I just started fucking her mouth as hard and fast as I was just fucking her pussy. Right about this time I look and see the video camera that I had really kind of forgotten about and I let loose inside her mouth.
Amy is swallowing every bit she can, but some seems to dribble out the side of her mouth. But she is a bit greedy when it comes to swallowing, she wants all of it and doesn't let a bit of it "go to waste" as she puts it, so her hands come up to catch whatever she isn't able to immediately swallow down.

Utterly spent, I flop onto my back next to her in bed to catch my breath. Amy gets up after a few minutes and turns off the video camera that was indeed recording it all. Again, I figure that is the reason for all the vocalization while we were having sex. Oh how little did I know. I told her that I very much indeed liked my surprise and was glad that we finally made a video together. And that I really didn't think about it until the end and that was what drove me to cum so hard.

Now the bomb drops. Amy tells me that she saw Maria's message to me. And this is about where my heart sinks and my balls about enter my stomach. Before I can even utter a response, she tells me that its okay, and knows that I didn't message back. Also that the video camera wasn't my surprise either. Now I am really confused and I am sure the look on my face told her so as well. She tells me that she knew she had negelected to have "the talk" with Maria, bacause she really didn't know how to approach the subject. But after seeing that message, she figured that something had to be done and what could she do to better explain. So she sat Maria down and asked her what all she had either seen or heard involving when I would come over.

After hearing all that Maria had to say, Amy knew that she couldn't avoid it any longer. Now, Amy knew that by me not messaging Maria back, or saying anything to her, I was trying to figure out the best way to handle the situation. And I told her that she was 100% correct but if she knew about the message, why didn't she tell me she knew. Amy's response is not nearly what I had expected. Maria had told her that on nights I was over and we thought she was asleep, she would sometimes hear us having sex. At first she didn't really know what was going on, until one night when she caught us without either of us knowing when we were in the family room in the basement and on the sofa.

Amy said that, despite what she saw in her daughters message to me, she was surprised at how forthcoming Maria was in telling her everything. She thought that Maria would have been too embarrassed or self conscious to talk in depth about it. Maria had also told Amy that she had snooped around in her mothers room and found all the toys that Amy has. She didn't know what they were for until she heard her mom moaning one night and went to see if I was there. She peeked in and saw her mom using one of her vibrators and getting herself off.

Apparently after that, whenever I was over, if she couldn't peek in on us, she would listen and start playing with herself as she doesn't have anything else to use. More and more as Amy told me about all the events that took place at her house, the more confused I sort of start getting. So I ask her where she is going with all of this. Amy had thought for a few days as to how to approach this with me, and came up with a solution.

Instead of having Maria asking others or trying to find out on her own about sex, that she was going to make sure that she was educated correctly so to speak. Enter the video camera. Amy figured that since Maria had already caught us fucking and would try to sneak a peek after having seen us once already, she would make the video. Then she could play it for Maria and explain to her what all was going on and taking place. The only thing that Maria has to do, is not let on that her mom and me have made videos for Maria to learn from. Naturally, as this is the first video we have ever done, I ask her what she means by "videos"??

Amy thought that since I have always wanted to make them, we might as well do it in a way that will satisfy Maria's curiosity and she can really learn from it. Which goes back to all the vocalization earlier. But Amy said that if I was not comfortable with it, she would erase the memory card. So after alot of discussion and rules that have to be followed, I agreed. Amy had just one other request for me, and this is where I really start to sweat. She said that when the time is right and ONLY if she (Amy) feels that its okay, that I be the one to make Maria a woman. Now I know that this can all change, but she knew my answer by the hard on I was starting to get at this point.

So, given that we had "instuctional" videos to make, Amy got the camera back out and we started with "Blow jobs 101" for Maria. But it also seemed to include how a woman should stoke a guys cock and mutual masturbation. I wonder what Maria is going to do and think when she sees these this week. I will be sure to post when I find out.

Recent true story

Ok so I've been dating my girlfriend for about two years, since she turned 19. I'm a bit older than her, almost twice her age. With that has come quite a bit more experience. We have a pretty healthy sex life and an even more devious fantasy/role play sex life. She's not particularly possessive and has brought her friends back to our apartment for us to "play" around with. I've been able to fuck three of her girlfriends, but most of the time I just watch them till she coaxes the girls into giving me blow jobs or she finishes me off. She's very vocal when we "play" she always likes to talk me up to an orgasm and almost do a play by play description...it's really hot and she's really articulate and sexy. One of our favorite sex talk games is her telling me about her fantasy of getting gangbanged, but with me there and involved. Sometimes it's her giving me head while she fucks or sometimes it's my cock in her ass while she sits on top of me and random men fuck then cum in her pussy. It's always hot, but we never actually have gone there.

Well the other night she came home kind of drunk from hanging out with her friends. I was up watching tv when she came in and laid down on the bed next to me. I could smell the booze on her skin and in her hair, but there was another scent which I recognized...it was sex.

She lifted her head looking at me and half smiled, "I hooked up with a guy tonight."

Not being jealous myself and having just fucked one of her friends the other day I asked, "Was it fun?"

She looked at me with a drunken smile and replied, "Oh yes." Then she reached down and began to stroke my cock through my pajamas. "But his cock wasn't nearly as good as yours."

Not to brag, but I am packing a solid 10 inches of thick cock. To be honest her words turned me on, but also gave me some comfort knowing that no one was fucking her better than I was. She leaned over kissing me, nibbling on my lip, slipping her tongue in my mouth, and sliding her hand up and down the shaft of my hardening cock. I'm not gay, but I could still taste the saltiness of cock in her mouth and it really caused my dick to get rock hard. That was when she whispered in my ear, "He left you a surprise in my kitty." Kitty was our pet word for her pussy. It kind of both shocked me drew my curiosity.

She began to wiggle out of her panties, but instead of throwing them on the floor she placed them against her mouth and began to run her tongue on the crotch. I could see that they were soaked with her juices and a thick smear of cum that had leaked out of her pussy while she wore them home. She dabbed a bit of it on the end of her tongue and then leaned over and kissed me. Again I didn't really know what to do, so I just kissed her passionately as she slid her cum covered tongue in and out of my mouth exchanging the mans load between us. She then broke the kiss and looked at me saying, "I wish you had been there to share it with me. Next time we will do it together." She lapped up more cum from her panties and kissed me again...the salty, sweet, and alcohol flavored cum slowly slipped into my mouth as she kissed me deeply. Her tongue raced around sharing the cum with me while her hand furiously jerked up and down on my stiff cock.

That was when she grabbed my shoulders and began to push me down. "I want you to clean up my dirty kitty with your tongue..."

(to be continued....)

i was the one who just posted the confession of jerking off watching my friend shower... A few weeks ago I was at a friends house, im in my twenties now, and anyways him and his gf who is hot as fuck said they was going to take a shower... So im playing video games and i hear them get in the shower so i creep up and listen by the door, the next thing i know i hear her getting pounded from behind, that slap slap slap sound, her moaning and groaning, so i whip my cock out and beat off furiously, my friend starts fucking his girl reallllly hard and fast the slaps got ten times faster so im beating off trying to keep up and she lets out a muffled scream and i blew my load all over their floor... It isnt the first time ive listened in either... I use to live in a trailer with 2 couples and me, and there was only one bedroom so one couple go the bedroom and the other couple slept in the living room with me, i got the couch they got the floor with a dresser to divide the room for privacy, anyways i would pretend to fall asleep and listen usually to the 2 in the bed room fuck, and the girl was not quiet, very vocal, the trailer would shake a little they fucked so hard... Anyways came many times listening to those 2, and the 2 in the living room i only caught once but none the less came also... its just something that gets me off....

Gay request...love vids guys blk or white trying 2 take huge cocks and being very vocal about it anyonelse turned on by this

hi i am a married 41 yr old male and i would like to talk my wife into having phone sex with other women she's had a few lesbian lovers before marriage, we only watch lesbian porn and she always masturbate to lesbian fantasy's she is realy vocal if you have any suggestions plese reply thanks

Nigger owners manual. A guranteed ROFL...

NIGGER OWNERS MANUAL

Congratulations on your purchase of a brand new nigger! If handled properly, your apeman will give years of valuable, if reluctant, service.

INSTALLING YOUR NIGGER.
You should install your nigger differently according to whether you have purchased the field or house model. Field niggers work best in a serial configuration, i.e. chained together. Chain your nigger to another nigger immediately after unpacking it, and don't even think about taking that chain off, ever. Many niggers start singing as soon as you put a chain on them. This habit can usually be thrashed out of them if nipped in the bud. House niggers work best as standalone units, but should be hobbled or hamstrung to prevent attempts at escape. At this stage, your nigger can also be given a name. Most owners use the same names over and over, since niggers become confused by too much data. Rufus, Rastus, Remus, Toby, Carslisle, Carlton, Hey-You!-Yes-you!, Yeller, Blackstar, and Sambo are all effective names for your new buck nigger. If your nigger is a ho, it should be called Latrelle, L'Tanya, or Jemima. Some owners call their nigger hoes Latrine for a joke. Pearl, Blossom, and Ivory are also righteous names for nigger hoes. These names go straight over your nigger's head, by the way.

CONFIGURING YOUR NIGGER
Owing to a design error, your nigger comes equipped with a tongue and vocal chords. Most niggers can master only a few basic human phrases with this apparatus - "muh dick" being the most popular. However, others make barking, yelping, yapping noises and appear to be in some pain, so you should probably call a vet and have him remove your nigger's tongue. Once de-tongued your nigger will be a lot happier - at least, you won't hear it complaining anywhere near as much. Niggers have nothing interesting to say, anyway. Many owners also castrate their niggers for health reasons (yours, mine, and that of women, not the nigger's). This is strongly recommended, and frankly, it's a mystery why this is not done on the boat

HOUSING YOUR NIGGER.
Your nigger can be accommodated in cages with stout iron bars. Make sure, however, that the bars are wide enough to push pieces of nigger food through. The rule of thumb is, four niggers per square yard of cage. So a fifteen foot by thirty foot nigger cage can accommodate two hundred niggers. You can site a nigger cage anywhere, even on soft ground. Don't worry about your nigger fashioning makeshift shovels out of odd pieces of wood and digging an escape tunnel under the bars of the cage. Niggers never invented the shovel before and they're not about to now. In any case, your nigger is certainly too lazy to attempt escape. As long as the free food holds out, your nigger is living better than it did in Africa, so it will stay put. Buck niggers and hoe niggers can be safely accommodated in the same cage, as bucks never attempt sex with black hoes.

FEEDING YOUR NIGGER.
Your Nigger likes fried chicken, corn bread, and watermelon. You should therefore give it none of these things because its lazy ass almost certainly doesn't deserve it. Instead, feed it on porridge with salt, and creek water. Your nigger will supplement its diet with whatever it finds in the fields, other niggers, etc. Experienced nigger owners sometimes push watermelon slices through the bars of the nigger cage at the end of the day as a treat, but only if all niggers have worked well and nothing has been stolen that day. Mike of the Old Ranch Plantation reports that this last one is a killer, since all niggers steal something almost every single day of their lives. He reports he doesn't have to spend much on free watermelon for his niggers as a result. You should never allow your nigger meal breaks while at work, since if it stops work for more than ten minutes it will need to be retrained. You would be surprised how long it takes to teach a nigger to pick cotton. You really would. Coffee beans? Don't ask. You have no idea.

MAKING YOUR NIGGER WORK.
Niggers are very, very averse to work of any kind. The nigger's most prominent anatomical feature, after all, its oversized buttocks, which have evolved to make it more comfortable for your nigger to sit around all day doing nothing for its entire life. Niggers are often good runners, too, to enable them to sprint quickly in the opposite direction if they see work heading their way. The solution to this is to *dupe* your nigger into working. After installation, encourage it towards the cotton field with blows of a wooden club, fence post, baseball bat, etc., and then tell it that all that cotton belongs to a white man, who won't be back until tomorrow. Your nigger will then frantically compete with the other field niggers to steal as much of that cotton as it can before the white man returns. At the end of the day, return your nigger to its cage and laugh at its stupidity, then repeat the same trick every day indefinitely. Your nigger comes equipped with the standard nigger IQ of 75 and a memory to match, so it will forget this trick overnight. Niggers can start work at around 5am. You should then return to bed and come back at around 10am. Your niggers can then work through until around 10pm or whenever the light fades.

ENTERTAINING YOUR NIGGER.
Your nigger enjoys play, like most animals, so you should play with it regularly. A happy smiling nigger works best. Games niggers enjoy include: 1) A good thrashing: every few days, take your nigger's pants down, hang it up by its heels, and have some of your other niggers thrash it with a club or whip. Your nigger will signal its intense enjoyment by shrieking and sobbing. 2) Lynch the nigger: niggers are cheap and there are millions more where yours came from. So every now and then, push the boat out a bit and lynch a nigger.

Lynchings are best done with a rope over the branch of a tree, and niggers just love to be lynched. It makes them feel special. Make your other niggers watch. They'll be so grateful, they'll work harder for a day or two (and then you can lynch another one). 3) Nigger dragging: Tie your nigger by one wrist to the tow bar on the back of suitable vehicle, then drive away at approximately 50mph. Your nigger's shrieks of enjoyment will be heard for miles. It will shriek until it falls apart. To prolong the fun for the nigger, do *NOT* drag him by his feet, as his head comes off too soon. This is painless for the nigger, but spoils the fun. Always wear a seatbelt and never exceed the speed limit. 4) Playing on the PNL: a variation on (2), except you can lynch your nigger out in the fields, thus saving work time. Niggers enjoy this game best if the PNL is operated by a man in a tall white hood. 5) Hunt the nigger: a variation of Hunt the Slipper, but played outdoors, with Dobermans. WARNING: do not let your Dobermans bite a nigger, as they are highly toxic.

DISPOSAL OF DEAD NIGGERS.
Niggers die on average at around 40, which some might say is 40 years too late, but there you go. Most people prefer their niggers dead, in fact. When yours dies, report the license number of the car that did the drive-by shooting of your nigger. The police will collect the nigger and dispose of it for you.

COMMON PROBLEMS WITH NIGGERS - MY NIGGER IS VERY AGGRESIVE
Have it put down, for god's sake. Who needs an uppity nigger? What are we, short of niggers or something?

MY NIGGER KEEPS RAPING WHITE WOMEN
They all do this. Shorten your nigger's chain so it can't reach any white women, and arm heavily any white women who might go near it.

WILL MY NIGGER ATTACK ME?
Not unless it outnumbers you 20 to 1, and even then, it's not likely. If niggers successfully overthrew their owners, they'd have to sort out their own food. This is probably why nigger uprisings were nonexistent (until some fool gave them rights).

MY NIGGER bitches ABOUT ITS "RIGHTS" AND "RACISM".
Yeah, well, it would. Tell it to shut the fuck up.

MY NIGGER'S HIDE IS A FUNNY COLOR. - WHAT IS THE CORRECT SHADE FOR A NIGGER?
A nigger's skin is actually more or less transparent. That brown color you can see is the shit your nigger is full of. This is why some models of nigger are sold as "The Shitskin".

MY NIGGER ACTS LIKE A NIGGER, BUT IS WHITE.
What you have there is a "wigger". Rough crowd. WOW!

IS THAT LIKE AN ALBINO? ARE THEY RARE?
They're as common as dog shit and about as valuable. In fact, one of them was p******** between 1992 and 2000. Put your wigger in a cage with a few hundred genuine niggers and you'll soon find it stops acting like a nigger. However, leave it in the cage and let the niggers dispose of it. The best thing for any wigger is a dose of TNB.

MY NIGGER SMELLS REALLY BAD
And you were expecting what?

SHOULD I STORE MY DEAD NIGGER?
When you came in here, did you see a sign that said "Dead nigger storage"? .That's because there ain't no goddamn sign.

Iv'e been thinking that if I ever rape a girl... and yes it's crossed my mind, that one very fun thing to do is to rape her throat. Tie her up, lie her on her back with her head hanging over the edge of the bed. Force her mouth open with dental forceps, and shove my dick balls deep past her tonsils and thrust her voicebox till I cum all over her vocal cords. I'm sure I'll get covered in vomit when she gags but extra lube I guess. Would probably be the most brutal thing you can do in an act of forced penetration. Probably way worse than anal rape. Sound fun to anyone else???

Son-in-law fucks his Mother-n-law. Very vocal.

I have a gorgeous fiance that I do everything for. I cook, i clean, i work, i massage her daily and basically treat her like she's everthing to me.

So here are a few issues that have popped up lately. She never tells me she appreciates me, or thanks me. She used to, but it has since stopped. I drop everything right in the middle of it to do whatever she needs because she is 8 weeks pregnant. I understand hormones fuck shit up and all, but jesus titty fucking christ is it too much to want a little of the same in return.

When she worked(at the same company) if i was off i would dop everythng and cme have lunch and breaks with her, but she will not get up and spend 15mnites with me on a break now that I a the only one that works. I mean we live 2 blocks away from work...not like the drive would hurt her.

Anyway I always get little excuses from her like, i'm not feeling it today or i'm comfortable, but if i pull the same shit i get the whole pouty face shit until i start to feel bad.

So anyway seeing all this amd how the sex stopped completely I understand pregnancy does things to women, but it didn't stop till the doctor confirmed we we're pregnant(like the dr's words flipped a switch or something)

So i start thinking maybe she's getting the dick elsewear, i set up a hidden pen-cam and find out after a few weeks that literally nothing is happening. She lays in bed, gets food from the kitchen then comes back and watches more TV.

So I catch her today, masturbating to pics of me and my dick that she took. She says she is fine and still loves me but doesn't want to fuck, so I am confused as hell.

She swears I am the best sex she's had and i make her orgasm multiple times when we did, but she just doesn't want sex right now.

I have needs and have been jacking off a lot, but she doesn't like me watching porn and won't pose for pics for me.

So honestly I have never cheated, but I am kind of offended that she won't make the effort to even come spenda measely 15min break with me because sshe's watching a rerun of mythbusters on netflix, and it puts these thoughts in my head like "you treat her so weel and she doesn't let you know how much she appreciatesit vocally or phgsically, so go fuck someone else who will let you vent t them and just fuck them raw, no strings to relieve stress.

I honestly don't want to lose her or fuck it up, but I have never thought of cheating before especially when I actually love the girl, so why is it coming on now?

What do I do?

This isn't really a confession. But I figured I'd post it here because everyone stays glued to this forum.

I confess that I intend to turn my girlfriend who before me was a prude into my personal submissive slut. I have been quite tame with her since we have been physical focusing more on the passionate side of "love making". Now however since she has never had a worthwhile sexual partner before me I feel she is ready and comfortable enough to have the world of d+s exposed to her.
I am going to ease her into the lifestyle. Starting out with simple things like orgasm control and denial on a smaller scale. As well as her being more vocal in sexuality. Having her ask permission to orgasm. Having her speak her mind when she is horny and wants to get fucked.. Because she barely says anything. It would turn me on so much if she came and asked me "oh master your little slut wishes to get fucked by your mighty shaft". Hell I would be all over that. Who wouldn't? And from there on things would play out. I love teasing her. Barely touching her. Caressing her softly. She flows with wetness. Like unbelievable wetness.wet to the point that her bed has a wetspot even before we fuck. Oh and I love eating her out.. I would eventually get her comfortable enough for bondage. Where then I would bind her wrists and ankles full spread st. Andrews cross style. I would tease my little cock slut until her juices are flowing like a waterfall. Then I would hold my cock above her lips just out of reach of her tongue teasing her and slapping it against her lips as my finger runs over her wet cunt. I would then collect a good amount of moisture on my fingers and smear her delicious sex juices all over her lips and threaten her "don't you dare lick that off.. If you do. You will not get this cock inside you.." Then I would eat her out and intently watch her facial expressions as she cums again and again till she's begging for my cock. Normally she covers her face when I eat her out. Prolly cuz she's shy or something. When I eat her out she just gets wetter and wetter. She tastes so sweet yet salty at the same time. And a perfect clit ring as well that I toy with often. After that well. She would get my cock after a lot of begging. She would have to ask permission when she wants to cum. And when I'm ready she has to beg for my cum in her mouth or cunt otherwise its on her tits or back... Mmm

Fuck. Sorry kinda got carried away. And sorry about grammar and Paragraphs. In on my shitty torch! Anyways ill also try to get her comfortable with me taking pics of her. I have a sexy mask for her to wear if she doesn't want her face shown. So what do you guys think? Good idea to turn a prude into a slut? Or you just want the pics ;)

Fox

I know I'm not the only one who has messed around with their sister-in-law. This happened about 12 years ago so no pics, just enjoy the confession. Wife and I took her sister to dinner which included polishing off a couple bottles of red. We had to pass our house to take her sister home but my wife had to pee so she asked me to drop her off before I took her sister home.
When we got to her house Aimee asked if I wanted something to drink and we opened another bottle of wine. While we were talking she started walking towards her bedroom and told me to keep talking while she changed clothes. She asked me to unzip her dress and I thought she would ask me to leave the room but she just stepped out of her dress. Underneath she had on a black thong and black pushup bra. While she was hanging up her dress I sat on the bed and when she came back over I said something about "check you out looking all sexy in that lingerie."
She kinda laughed I asked her to come over to the bed so I could get a better look. She didnt object and came over and stood between my legs. I had my hands on her hips and asked her if I could see what's under her bra. She told me I could have a quick peek so I pinched the front hook of her bra and tossed it on the bed. Told me she was a 34C while I was staring at her boobs. Started moving my hands up to her boobs and she said we're both going to get in trouble if you do that. Started cupping her boobs and she looked away and then looked back and said its been awhile since anyones touched those.
Kept massaging and pushing them together and began sucking her nipples. She arched her back and put her hand on the back of my head. While I was sucking her tits I slid her thong down to her knees and she stepped out of it. Started kissing her stomach and got to her thin landing strip of red hair above her pussy and she said she wanted to lay down for that. Licked her pussy for 10-15 minutes and really enjoyed how loud and vocal she was. When she got close she kept saying please make me come. After she finished she told me it was my turn and she started sucking me. Told me her sister was right about me having a long cock. I was impressed she was able to swallow all of me (almost 7 1/2"). Of course I said something stupid like, your sister can't do that and she responded I can do lots of things my sister can't. Just before I was getting ready to shoot my load in her mouth I asked her if she wanted to fuck and she said we don't have time, so I gave her a nice mouthful which she easily swallowed. Fucked her about 10-12 times over the next year when it was convenient, but those are stories for another day. Be interested to hear any experiences others had with sister in laws. Peace.

During a drunken fuck session with my wife, she vocally fantasised about being watched by another man, i carried on this fantasy and told her he was taking pictures of us. She came really hard. (So did I)
She's never told me any fantasies before, she usually says she hasn't got any.
I love the idea of being watched, also wouldn't mind someone joining in.
Please enlighten me, is this something she really wants? Or was it just a one off thing?? She just shuts it off when I mention it.

A SLUT'S JOURNAL EXCERPT FROM 2 NIGHTS IN DECEMBER

DECEMBER 15

Load 1: (mark). My newest BBC who will fuck me anywhere u say....this time in a cvs parking lot

LOAD 2 : on my way to T I made a stop along the way so J could dump a load inside me. Got bent over a chair in his garage.

Load 3: Rick … He loves fucking me and I told him I've been bad and there were already a few loads inside me. i think that turned him on....

Load 4. New CL guy who fucked me at the highway rest area-he put a condom on but I got him successfully excited enough that I got him to take it off before he started cumming with the hopes that he would be so excited in the process of cumming that his dick would find its way inside me… And that's what happened:) holy shit he shot a huge load inside me

Load 5. M hippy from CL; I walked into his house crawled into his bed without ever saying a word to him he started rubbing my tits and put a condom on so he could try to fuck me. I didn't realize it at first and I totally started having fun with him and before long it was off and I was writing him cowgirl like a whore in heat until he pumped a nice load inside me-I must say I've only had five loads inside me tonight but they were big loads because there is so much sperm swimming inside me right now......yay for me;)

Load 6: CL responder who met me in the parking lot of Lowe's to get in the back of my car not far from gh… Told me to pull his cock out and suck it which of course I skillfully did. He rather liked me swallowing his entire cock as he rubbed my clit thru my cum soaked panties. I asked him were he'd like to put his load and his said i could pick....i love a gentlemen:) i told him i wanted his load inside me and he quickly turned me ovver and obliged.....

LOAD 7: went back to gh......(C the non cummer ) -well he turned that name upside down tonight… I suppose avoid him because he can't, and will leave me sucking hiM. To no end. Not not tonight, I just got back from Florida he declared I haven't fucked anything in 10 days! I think I'm ready to cum". Motherfucker… He didn't disappoint. I've always loved his cock and tonight especially. He put that 9 inches slut pounding sweetNess deep inside me and delivered a pulse pounding, cum pumping powerhouse load of hot sperm so far into my body that it may remain there til im diead and buried… a fact that is OK with me. My ultimate goal is to never live another day of my life without the presence Of Anonymous cum lodged inside me. I can safely say that so far I have achieve that goal since the beginning of June… In other words there's never been a moment these last six months in which the presence of sperm was absent

Load 8: bill -picked me up from the abs and took me down the street to the dimly light parking lot used by a nearby strip club. He took me into the back o his ghetto trashed mini van to fuck me . His dick likes me too much to last very long once it's inside me. He was quick but determined to drive that big cock deep inside me ASAP in order to safely delivered his load into my body. I eagerly accepted it then turned around and sucked all my juices off of his cock then gave him the camisole I was wearing so he could clean off the remnants of My juices and his sperm from his cock. Once he finished I gladly get the shirt back and probably put it back on

Load 9: CL RESPONDER -The second person with a cock that looks like a Klingon Bird Of Prey...haha.. only this time he's White. He met me at the parking lot behind A collection of Marriott properties .....Nice cock and a huge huge cummer. One he was able to get his dick securely inside me he began fucking me like a jackrabbit moving at the speed of light. I thought I might even start to give off smoke from the ever increasing friction caused by hIs thrusting motion that was the equivalent of redlining… Thankfully I had been so thoroughly filled with one anonymous load after another that my body was so saturated with semen that despite his rapid fire fuck thrusting wa so lubricated from sperm i was safe from catching on fire from friction....lol

LOAD 10-my artist on Meyers st

DECEMBER 17th:

LOAD 1 : CL responder from two nights ago at rest area

LOAD 2 late shift around 6:30 at the rest area again

LOAD 3 -another craigslist responder that he actually came right before the late shift… i already forgot this guys name a but he fuck me in the same spot that the late shift guy did minutes before

LOAD 4 : Jeremy by way of WB… He lived a little bit farther north so I went up One of my other areas in which I frequently get fucked in public… The parking lot at W Road...this time I utilized the other side of the parking lot near Kohls. He really liked fucking me and was damn excited and quite vocal; he repeatedly told me how he loved my dedication to being a World class public cum dumpster

sadly only 4 loads today....

The Waitress - BDSM Erotica by SteelCity412

I was just about to wrap up my shift when the new girl at work asked me, "Where can I find my time card?"

She had red hair, a short stature, with large breasts. She wore glasses, and had an overall nerdy look, and a great ass. My co-worker had told me earlier she was only 19 and was taking a break between high school and college.

I was 26 at the time, and although she was young, I found her quite attractive. She worked front-of-house at the restaurant as a bartender, while I worked in the back as a cook.

I told her, "Don't worry Ashley, I'll grab a time card for you."

Over the next few weeks, we would run into each other after our shift. I often would deliberately make sure I wrapped up my work around the same time she did, so we could have time for a chit chat. One day, I asked her for her number, and suggested we should hang out sometime after work, since we both work such non-traditional hours.

She agreed.

About a week later, after having some drinks with my friends, I decided to text her and start a conversation. After we exchanged a few texts back and forth, she also admitted to having a couple drinks as well.

Ever meet somebody and just KNOW they are perverts, just like you?

Almost out of nowhere, she texts me, "Do you like kink? I am a submissive."

I was overjoyed when I read this text message. It had been a little while since I had a prospective slave to train according to my sexual needs and desires. I remember pausing and thinking on how to respond. I still had much planning and thinking to do.

I simply replied, "I enjoy BDSM too, but that relationship requires healthy communication."

She didn't text back.

We saw each other at work, but we didn't speak about the text conversation for a few days. We would talk about vanilla, mundane things. However, she became more eager to chat with me, and was quite friendly, more so than before.

After a few days had passed, I decided to text her after a late night at work.
I texted, "Hey, would you like to come over to my apartment after work this weekend and participate in a scene with me?"

She texted back, "Sure :-) I would love to. What were you thinking?"

I replied, "I think it is important that we start off with training you according to my sexual needs. I think it would be intelligent for us to have a phone conversation prior to meeting, so that I can direct you on my expectations. Also, I want you to take time to decide whether you are genuinely interested in committing to the training."

The phone rings.

When I picked up the phone, she said nervously, "Hey Mark, it's Ashley from work."

I greeted her back and said, "So, you would like to come over to my apartment this weekend?"

She replied with a quiver in her voice, "Yes."

I said, "Well, I want you to think about spending time with me seriously. You're going to have to be a good listener, take direction well. It won't be easy, but if you enjoy being service-oriented, then you will find our time together rewarding."

She replied, "I enjoy being submissive, especially being objectified. It's a headspace I like living in, and I was wondering, can you email me your expectations of me, and I can let you know if I can meet them?"

I said, "Absolutely, I don't want you to be totally in the dark about what I need from you."

She replied, with more confidence, "Great!"

The conversation eventually shifted toward more vanilla things, like work, and her going back to school in the fall. She became more trusting of me, citing an issue with her other partner, eventually admitting that he has problems being dominant in the bedroom, even though it is a headspace he desires to have with her.

I told her, "Some people have different roles in your life. Perhaps you need another partner to meet that need."

She paused for about five seconds, let out a nervous laugh. She changed the topic, talked about the recent heatwave we were having, I told her I was tired and needed to go to bed. She admitted the same and we hung up the phone.

The truth is, I wasn't tired. I needed to get to work on outlining what I needed from her. I spent the majority of the night typing up a summary of the training session. At certain points, I paused, helping myself to a cigarette.

I remember thinking, "Should I ask this from her? Maybe she won't be into this."

I decided to press on. I listed everything we would be going over that evening: How to orally please me, leash training and different commands, toilet training. My requirement that she will be expected to be naked at all times upon entry to my apartment. Punishments and corrective measures that I will have to take if she needs them.

Most importantly, I included a mission statement I wrote for her to read and memorize and recite on cue.

At the end of the email, I concluded, "And at all times when in my apartment, you are to address me as Master."

I clicked send.

When I arrived at work the next day, I was filled with excitement at the thought of seeing her. My cock was hard all day long, filled with anticipation.

I thought, "I wonder how she'll react when she sees me, will she talk to me at the end of my shift?"

The work day concluded and as I punched out of work, Ashley taps me on the shoulder and says, "Would you like to walk home together?"

I happily replied, "Sure".

We started off down the street talking about the work day. She talked confidently, telling me how she kicked a drunk patron out of the bar. She took on a much more assertive demeanor around me then I ever had seen.

Once we walked far enough from the restaurant, she said, "So... I read your email and I am excited about this weekend. Do you want to come over my place tonight?"

I replied, "That's great! I am happy for you. But, I am not interested in meeting tonight, we are meeting in two days, this Sunday, at 9pm. Correct?"

She affirms, "Yes, absolutely! My apology, I didn't mean to cross a boundary."

I said, "We can talk about it on Sunday. This is my street, excited to see you this weekend!"

We gave each other a hug. I could feel her perky breasts underneath her clothes and the scent of lilacs, the perfume she was wearing. We parted ways.

Sunday arrives and what seemed to have only been two days since I saw Ashley felt like two months. I was excited to put it mildly. My cock was hard since I woke up that morning. I made sure not to masturbate, making sure I had enough for our time together.

That afternoon I picked out my outfit I would be wearing - a black pair of dress pants with a black long-sleeved shirt, perfectly clean and wrinkle free.

I placed my bamboo crop in the corner of my spacious living room. I made it myself, painting it black - picking bamboo since it is so light and easy to swing. Also, I placed my red-collared, bright metal-chained leash on the coffee table along with a marker. I bought a nice doggie bed for her to lay on and placed it in the corner of my living room. My last item was a dog bowl with some water. Surely she might get thirsty.

9 o'clock arrived and I hear a knock on the door. I walk down the private stairs that lead up to my apartment and there's Ashley, smiling and saying with confidence, "Hello Mark!"

I smile and say, "Hey Ashley, come on in!"

We walk up the stairs to my second floor apartment and exchange informal chit chat about work.

"You know, that guy at the bar was a real asshole the other night", she says, while walking up the stairs.

I reply, "Yes, but you held your own, that's all that matters".

She laughs loudly. Maintaining her confidence and wit.

We get to my living room and she glances around, seeing the items I have placed about the apartment.

She giggles and asks, "What's this?" pointing to the leash.

I reply, "That's yours! Remember?"

She giggles again, but this time, nervously. I can see her realizing that I wasn't kidding.

I wasn't fucking around.

She looks around some more, and after a solid pause, I ask her, "What are you doing?"

"What do you mean?" she says.

I firmly reply, "You are suppose to be doing something right now. Don't you remember?"

She slowly puts her purse on the floor and begins taking her coat off. Her voice changes, becoming more downtrodden and apprehensive.

She softly says, "Yes."

"Then what's taking so long?" I reply assertively.

She slowly begins unbuttoning her purple collared blouse, revealing her black bra. All the while shifting her eyes between her blouse and my general direction. She isn't smiling, she isn't frowning either.

I can tell she is becoming embarrassed and insecure. My cock swells in my pants. I don't hide my erection. I want her to see how large my cock is getting in my pants. I want her to know that I am taking control.

"Can we hurry it up here? Come on, come on, let's go!" I mildly exclaim.

At the sound of my voice, her body lets out a quick jump, and then she promptly begins to take her bra off, while unbuckling her jeans.

"I feel like I'm a little overweight, so that's why I'm apprehensive."

I gently replied, "Don't worry, I'll be the judge of that.'

She takes her jeans and underwear off together, revealing red, trimmed pubic hair, and a fair-skinned pussy.

Once she took the final item of clothing off, her socks, she stood up folding her arms over her breasts, obstructing my view.

I say, "Look at me."

She looks down at my feet.

I repeat louder, "Look at me."

She finally looks directly into my eyes.

"Put your arms at your side" I say.

She slowly puts her arms by her side, eventually breaking eye contact with me and looking at the ground.

I exclaim, "Good girl! See, now was that so hard?"

She continues to stare at the ground.

I begin walking around her, with crop in hand, clinically observing her naked body. She remains quiet looking down. Her breasts were large, with medium sized, puffy, pink nipples. I place the end of my crop underneath one of her breasts and press up to see underneath. I was pleased.

I approach her, still quiet, and continue examining her breasts with my hands, gently squeezing them in my hands. I bend down, and begin licking her breasts.

She begins to moan a bit, and I immediately stop, fold my arms, and say, "Look at me."

"Did I say you could moan?" I calmly, but firmly say.

She plainly replies, "No."

I say, "No... what?"

She replies, "No, Master."

I happily reply, "Good girl!"

She faintly smiles, and I continue my examination.

I finish licking her nipples. Then, I began to grab her ass, very lightly, and run my hands all over her back, then back down her legs.

I said, "You have a very beautiful body."

She didn't reply, still looking down.

I stepped back from her, and said, "Look at me."

She looks over. I put my hands on my hips and I say, "Look at my crotch, my cock is hard, and it's because you have a beautiful body, and you're being a good girl. What does a good girl say?"

She dryly replies, "Thank you, Master."

I say, "Now try that again, but smile when you say it."

She mildly smiles and repeats, "Thank you, Master."

Then I direct her on her first command.

"Okay, so now what I need you to do is learn how to 'present'. This is important, because I need to examine your pussy, and I want to be able to view your pussy by simply saying 'present'.

Get on your hands and knees, and raise your ass in the air, push your hips out, so I can see your pussy."

She looks at me, embarrassed once more, but acting much quicker on the command than before. She gets on her hands and knees and puts her ass in the air, somewhat high.

I say, "Be a good girl and raise that ass up higher."

She does, and I exclaim, "Good girl!! Are you ready for your treat now?"

She somewhat smiles and says, "Yes, Master"

I kneel down next to her. I work my hands gently over her ass, and tease her, lightly rubbing the inside of her thighs. She quivers, anticipating what I am about to do next. I begin rubbing the outside of her pussy from behind her legs. I take my time. I nicely tell her, "You can vocalize if you'd like."

She begins moaning as I place my finger inside her. Gradually, she gets louder, uttering "Yes, yes, oh, thank you master, yes". She begins acting more primal, more of the whore she really wants to be for me.

All of this time, I have been totally clothed.

She begins to approach her climax, and then I immediately stop pleasuring her. I stand up, and walk in front of her, and she looks up at me, with her ass in the air. Her body language and face express a desire for more.

I say, "Now it is time for you to see the object that you are here to please. It is something that commands your total respect and service. Look at my crotch."

"Yes, Master" she says genuinely, staring at my fly.

I slowly begin to unzip my pants, and I delicately present to her my 8-inch, hard cock, with my balls hanging out of my pants, and place my hands at my waist.

"Now, until I tell you otherwise, I want you to keep total eye contact with my cock. Do you understand?"

"Yes Master."

"Good girl. Now, you need to understand my cock is much different than other men's. It has complicated needs. It's a privilege that you get to see it, and eventually please it. Today I am going to show you how to orally service my cock, among other things. Are you prepared to please my cock?"

She obediently says, "Yes Master Yes".

"Alright. Now it is time for you to profess your dedication. You were instructed to memorize your mission statement as a precondition for your training, are you prepared to profess?"

Still staring, fixated on my hard cock, she says, "Yes Master, I am ready to profess."

"Then start" I tell her.

With her ass still raised in the air, her pussy protruding from behind her legs, her breasts dangling towards the ground, and her eyes looking reverently and respectfully at my hard cock, she says:

"I believe absolutely, and totally, with my body and my mind, in humbly worshipping Your Cock as my god. All of my sexual needs are secondary to Your Cock. I will always respect Your Cock without question. I will always eat Your Cock's cum without question - unless told otherwise.

I am here to be used, degraded, and treated like the dirty whore that I am in order to satisfy Your Cock. I do this willingly and eagerly. I seek to learn more about myself through service to You, and will do so happily."

My cock begins to throb and firmly point upwards in the air. I can feel a rush of lust and anger course through my body. Still standing with my hands at my waist, I say

"Get on your knees, keep your hands at your side."

She does so nervously. I walk towards her slowly until I arrive directly in front of her face. I maneuver the base of my cock onto her face and place it at her closed mouth, my balls hanging over her chin. She begins to look down again. I say,

"Look at me in the eyes".

She looks up at me with a blank expression. She can't believe what just happened. Just before we were regular co-workers, flirting every once in a while. Now she is acting like a mindless whore. I wait a few seconds, and I say

"I want you to taste my cock. Put my whole cock in your mouth."

She immediately does so, slowly, still looking up at me. As she gradually places my cock in her mouth, I begin to feel the power I have over her. I decide pause, look up, and enjoy my power over her.

Then, she begins to rock her head back and forth, sucking my cock.

I become enraged. I did not instruct her to suck my cock, merely taste it. I immediately take the back of her head, slowly and forcefully shove my whole cock down her throat, remove it. As my cock exits her mouth, a string of saliva trails off the tip of my cock. I bring her head close to my face, and quietly yell

"I told you to TASTE my cock, not SUCK my cock. Dirty whores are good listeners. Why won't you be a good listener?"

Surprised at my first show of force, coughing, she begins to say, "I'm.. I'm so sorry Master, I.."

I slap her across the face. "Bad girl, bad girl!" I say. She gasps, and I grab her hair and force her head towards my cock with my right hand. I begin repeatedly slapping her across the face with my cock using my left hand. All the while, I say

"Repeat after me: I'm a dirty little whore."

She replies, "I'm a dirty little whore."

I say, "Fucking look at me whore. Say it again, over and over."

She repeats, "I'm a dirty little whore, I'm a dirty little whore, I'm a dirty little whore, I'm a dirty little whore.."

I continue to slap her face with my cock as hard as I can. She flinches a bit, but I grip her head firmly in place by her hair. She looks bewildered and humiliated. I can see she is becoming distraught.

I step back and place my hands at my side, proudly presenting my cock in the air. She, still on her knees, her face a bit red, either from my cock slapping her, embarrassment, or both, composes herself. I say,

"Do you see what happens when you disrespect my cock?"

She say, "Yes Master".

I say, "Well how am I going to give you your treat if you don't respect my cock?"

"I'm so sorry Master. I will work harder now."

"I know you will" I replied.

While she's still kneeling, I walk over to her, and place my balls on her closed mouth. My cock, laying across the right side of her face, is partially obstructing her view from her right eye. I say,

"Now, it is time to taste my balls. Open your mouth and place them there until I give you further instructions."

She does so, wrapping her lips around them. I wait longer this time, finally reasserting my dominance. I begin to feel saliva collecting inside her mouth. She does a good job, not sucking. I say,

"See! You're being a good whore now. This is what good whores do!"

She remains dedicated to the position, her face staying in place underneath my cock. I wait a little longer, and remove my saliva soaked balls.

I stay close to her, with my cock close to her face. I say,

"OK, good girl! Now it is time for a treat. Are you ready?"

"Oh yes Master, yes."

"Alright, it is time for you to orally service me. Do you have any thoughts on how I would like my cock pleased?"

She asks, "Do you like your cock sucked cleanly, or do you enjoy it sloppy?"

I was very pleased by this question. She being only 19, I didn't think she would understand the different ways of pleasing a cock. It became obvious to me she had been trained as a mindless whore before.

I replied excitedly, "Make it sloppy, I enjoy seeing saliva drip out of your mouth and onto your breasts. I also want you to try your hardest to put all of my cock in your mouth. And when I cum for the first time this evening, you must open your mouth, and look directly at me, swallow my seed, and say "Thank you Master"."

I added, "Now, get on all fours and come with me to this mirror and get back on your knees. I want you to know how you look when you are pleasing me well".

She agrees, saying, "Yes Master". She crawls over to the mirror, gets on her knees.

I say, "Begin" and she says, "Of course, Master" and she immediately begins sucking my cock.

She was enthusiastic, glancing at herself in the mirror. She made a quick, repetitive motion with her head. I could tell she was excited to finally have the freedom to please me with more freedom. She also used her tongue for a moment, licking my cock like a dog. At times, she made slurping sounds. She never wiped the saliva off of her mouth.

Every so often, I would infantilize her, saying "What a good girl! This is what good girls do!"

Then it finally became time for my first ejaculation. I prepared myself not to utter a groan. But rather, affirm her nicely while I cum for the first time. It's important that she has positive reinforcement the first time around. I want her to do this often, and I want her to have a positive memory of tasting my seed.

I say, "Alright Ashley, it's time for you to receive your next treat! Are you ready?"

She says in a muffled voice, still devotedly worshipping my cock, "Yes Master, Yes!"

I grab the back of her head by the hair, snap her head back. She immediately opens her mouth. I begin rubbing my own cock, pointing it towards her mouth. I say plainly in a direct tone,

"You've been such a good girl. Good cock sluts eat and enjoy cum. Can you smile for me? Are you ready?"

She smiles nervously and says, "Yes Master."

At the sound of her voice I begin to cum. I grab her hair tighter and hold her head firmer into place. I had been hard all day and the volume of cum my body had stored up was unusually large. The first stream shot directly into the back of her mouth. She flinched a bit, surprised at the force in which it left my body. The next few streams landed nicely in her mouth. She was overall comfortable with my cum. I can tell she'd done this before. After I finished, I said

"Let me see my cum in your mouth."

She opened her mouth wider so I could see. It was a huge load. Then I said,

"What do good girls do with cum?"

She looked at me, my cock still hard, my hand still holding her head in place close to my cock. She swallows and says,

"Swallow Master".

And I say, "Good girl! Good good girl!"

*to be continued*

I confess that I am slightly drunk, so feel like I am going on a rant a bit here, but feel this needs to be said. Some will be relieved or informed by what I will say. Some will feel angered or disparaging about my comments. Either way I am going to say it and probably shrug off the ensuing naysayers tomorrow.

I am female (I know � SHOCK HORROR). More on that I am actually attractive. If you don�t believe me then stop reading. Or just write below the obligatory �fag pretending to be girl� comment. In fairness there are a lot of people posting on here pretending to be girls. I hope you all realise however that women do indeed visit porn sites. I know you all want to think of us as meek, mild and innocent, but we have to learn about sex from somewhere. Plus. As a lot of men fail to understand even the basics of pleasing a woman, we need to get our sexual satisfaction from online. A lot of girls like to know exactly what a guy wants, plus like to tell their own stories and opinions. The pressure on a woman to be good and proper means that the very nature of an anonymous forum that is uninhibited like this site means it will be popular.

As a �moral free zone� community, do not post about how you want to fuck a girl who is clearly too young to understand about sex, or how you have sex with animals, and then look down upon those people who have sex with a person of the same sex. Also, if you are gay, then don�t get so offended by being called a fag or a queer or anything else that these guys can throw at you. You are what you are and you know there isn�t anything wrong with it. Don�t validate their bigotry with a response.

Next is to guys specifically. The old adage that girls like bad guys isn�t true. Be nice to a girl without being too clingy. If you are honest with a girl then you will be happy in a relationship with her. Don�t ever tell her what you think she wants to hear, just be yourself. If you want to go down on a girl then do it, don�t do it because you think it is what she wants, and if you do do it, then at least be vocal and ask the girl what she likes (lick the alphabet if you are unsure of what to do). Another shock horror moment, but if a girl doesn�t protest and you don�t mind, it doesn�t hurt to give the butthole a little attention. The best guys at oral manage to include a little pleasure for the backdoor as well as the front. Don�t rush into sex. A girl takes a lot longer to orgasm, so in order for it not to be a race and to ensure you both cum around the same time make sure she gets a lot of attention during foreplay. Bigger isn�t always better for a man. Trust me 5 or 6 inches is average for a reason. A 4 inch dick that knows what to do is better than a 9 inch that doesn�t. No girl wants to be in pain during it and for a normal girl anything over 7 will be painful without the right prep work. When it comes to anal be patient. If a girl allows you to take her in the ass, then at least have the courtesy to acknowledge it is to please you. Give her time to prepare for it and know that you aren�t ever going to be able to comfortably fuck her at the same speed you jerk off at. If you don�t want to go back to jerking off, then at least have some consideration for her.

This paragraph is pretty personal as it is just about ages. Different women like different ages, I know, but as I prefer an older guy, this is all I can write about. If you are a man in your 40s or your 50s, don�t just ignore a girl at a bar because she is attractive. If she is making the eyes at you all night, she probably wants you to buy her a drink. Also to these guys, just because you get a girl 20 years younger than you, doesn�t mean she instantly wants to call you �Daddy� every time you sleep with each other. Also a lot of girls want to have a guy who is confident. If you are confident, then a girl won�t really mind about your looks too much. Obviously you can�t be the elephant man, but a girl would rather sleep with a guy who is overweight and comfortable with the way he looks than be with an anorexic who is constantly fretting about their body image. Don�t expect a girl to give your cock a suck every day if you are only going down on her once a month. Also understand that, although slightly different, the female mind works into similar ways as a male. Every guy a girl meets she thinks about him in a sexual way, but just because there is a little light flirting between the two of you, doesn�t mean she has made her mind up that she wants to sleep with you.

For the women reading this. If a guy offers to buy you a drink, don�t just say yes for the sake of a free drink. Most guys doing this are trying to get into your panties, so save them their time, money and feelings by being upfront with them straight away. If a guy you have friend zoned obviously fancies you, then don�t continue to flirt with him, let him buy you drinks, hug him every other minute and hold hands with him in between bars. Let him know under no circumstances will you ever see him as boyfriend material, but let him know how much worth he is to you as a friend. Also, if you have a boyfriend, then don�t get jealous if he has a female friend, chances are you flirt with all your male friends, it is just the way things are. If by chance he does cheat on you, then dump his loser ass as he isn�t worth another thought.

I think that is all for my drunken rant. Sorry for my spelling and grammar mistakes, as I am sure I am in no fit state to correct them. Sorry if you feel the need to comment on how I am not a girl, or how I am ugly or even how I can�t spell. I know a lot of you will miss the point of this and just carry on either not getting women or not satisfying them. I hope some of you can actually see this and take something away from it. If you another female who wants to rant about men and sex, then feel free, or if you are a man who thinks they know something about women that pisses them off, then I would be interested to read what you like/dislike. Otherwise I am sorry for what many will perceive as a pointless post, but I need somewhere to blow some hot air.

I am looking for a video I saw here a while ago. It’s a amateur. The woman is riding reverse cowgirl and the video is a close up of her pussy. She is very vocal and moans a lot. Says John a few times. Can someone repost or point me to it. Thanks. 

A few years ago i was meeting a couple of men regularly, once a week we would get together and have fun at their house. As usual i wore my t shirt and jeans with a bra and thong, they liked how i looked in them. I arrived at the door and rang the doorbell, they answered and said that they had something else in mind for the day, i went inside and they explained that one of them wanted to have a lap dance while enjoying a drink and then i would get dressed and leave my underwear and bra at the house and be driven to Milton Keynes and back, while they fuck me on the back seat, one fucks me on the way there and the other fucks me on the way back, pulling over now and again for some roadside fun as a group where possible. I was shocked, aroused, excited, eager and turned on by the whole idea. They had a route of back roads to take to get there so it wasn’t over sooner than we wanted, it was already past 8 when I got there so it was going to be getting dark soon enough. I stood up, took my shoes off and walked over to the one sat in the armchair and pushed my chest into his face, as i pulled away i lifted my t shirt over my head and threw it on the floor behind him, then i leaned right into him and brushed my chest off his face, letting his wet lips that were lightly coated with beer touch my breasts. I then turned around and looked over my shoulder as i unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and pulled them down as i bent over, pushing my bum out and revealing the thong laden curves of my lower self, stepping out of them and turning to face him as he watched with eager eyes and swallowing my slowly revealed nudity with each swig of his drink. I stepped forward, leaning over and brushing my breasts against his face again, looking down at his bulge in his shorts, seeing that it was ready to go but my time was yet to come for that, i still had a task to complete and i was only halfway there, i sat down in his lap, his hard cock against my bum, and unclamped my bra, letting it fall off my shoulders and down my arms, but holding it in place. I looked down at them and held his hand, guiding a finger to the front and hooking it around the front, then i stood up and left it behind in his hands, unleashing my chest to fall free and open to his lustful gaze. He sat up in his seat, leaning forward, calling me over to him, i of course came closer and he stared down at my thong, turning me around, spanking my ass as i watched from over my shoulder, his eyes mesmerized by my bum, i leaned forward, spread my feet some and pushed my thong down, letting it fall a few inches, then turned back around and he could see that i was freshly shaved, not a hair on the area they were to ravage later, and i gave them the final push down to let them succum to gravity and allow my body to be free and uncensored for him to enjoy. I climbed back on top of the seat, only this time i put my knees on the arm rests of the chair and ran my hands all over my body, neck, breasts, torso, thighs, pussy and my ass too...all getting a good feel before i was to close my eyes and give my body to his touch, letting him have a good feel of what has been teasing him while he enjoyed his drink. They roamed free and found the sensitive spots quickly, allowing my body to enjoy his touch thoroughly while he enjoyed my gasps and curves. His friend walked into the room and said come on, lets get moving, you go first since you’re ready to fuck her right her and now. I went to grab my t shirt and they stopped me, saying that there is no need, they were taking the Range Rover, the back windows tinted for privacy and the seats were already down and the boot emptied for maximum room. I said ok and walked outside behind them, my clothes, shoes, handbag and phone left behind. The street was clear, not that they cared, the smiles beaming from their faces told the story that they were happy for anyone to see that they had a naked whore ready to go for some fun, and ready i was! I climbed into the back, followed by my friend, while the other climbed into the drivers seat and pulled up a blanket from the front passengers seat and handed it to us to lay down, laughing as he handed it over saying that he didn’t want cum on the seats or me squirting all over them. I smiled myself hearing it, the cheek of it but it was funny nonetheless. We spread it out and add we did that, he pulled up another blanket and got safety pins out and pinned it in place so half of the back was not visible, but he could see through the interior mirror and see us at will if he turned his head. He started the engine, the old car firing to life and i looked at the man next to me, stripping down and our driver telling us that the sat nav was saying just over two hours, have fun guys. I turned and looked at him and kissed him as we departed, a smile on all of our faces, knowing that we were doing some of the most daring sex we had done together so far. I kept kissing him as he massaged my boobs and played with my nipples, pulling them lightly and then hard, making me pull my lips away and breath sharply, my heart pounding now from all of this and his cock stood up at full erection, i lay back and he got on top of me and played with my pussy, probing it with his fingers and playing with my breasts, smacking them and holding a firm grip on them and making me moan, i looked up and saw the driver looking at me, he said carry on, you have all night for this. I was loving it, every time i thought about what we were doing, every look out the window, seeing people go about their daily lives, people driving around, looking at the car and straight at us as if they could see us there, but they couldn’t, it was only for us to enjoy. He continued to finger me, my pussy soaked and three of his fingers lubricated in my juices, i pulled his hand away from there and licked them clean, like i had been lost in the desert and found some water, i licked the McLean of myself, and then kissed him, the driver saying that he had a bottle of water if i was thirsty. My friend in the back lay down, i got on my hands and knees besides him, pointing my ass at the side window, and began sucking him off, the diver asked me to move a little so he could see my pussy better, i moved and spread my legs a lot more and played with my pussy while i sucked and wanked him off in the back. I put all my effort into sucking him off and trying to sneak a look out the windows around us, loving that life as still going on and no one knew that we were having lewd sex in the back of the vehicle next to them. I sucked him off for nearly half an hour and then we stopped, i lay back and he licked my pussy out while snaking his tongue to my asshole, making me squirm and moan with arousal and excitement, the moaning making the driver gaze back and drop the the slow lane so he could enjoy the looks at us and not crash the car. After a while he climbed on top of me and slid his hard cock over my clit, slapping it and rubbing it against it, making me wetter and wetter, my pussy was wet, pulsing, throbbing even, begin for him to enter me and give me the pleasure i was craving. I didn’t have to wait long as he pushed it into me, slowly and making me moan, realising i could be as loud as i wanted in this tin can, i moaned louder, releasing my sexual pleasures vocally, the driver enjoying it, laughing at times, but then he pulled out off me, then massaged my slit again with his cock and told me to suck him clean, I quickly leaned up and sucked him off, licking and sucking fast before laying back down and having him enter me once more, only this time he stayed inside me, we moved around she the driver could see him on top of me at an angle,my legs up in the air, pressed against the roof of the inside of the car, he thrusted in and out of me, my mouth letting out all sorts of encouragement, as if my pussy was connected to it and telling him how it felt, how good it all was and how it wanted him to speed up and make me feel it. oh fuck! Please, please, please fuck me, fuck me so hard, I’m your little slut, fuck fuck fuck, fuck me hard please, oh god this is amazing! I’m gonna cum , please fuck me, fuck this little slut, fuck this Indian cunt please....OH FUCKING FUCK! My voice letting it known that this orgasm was incredible, an hour had passed easily and we pulled over, the driver lowering the back window so he could walk around and watch, he leaned into the window and played with my nipples, pulling them hard, making me moan and then scream when he pulled very hard. I had my legs wrapped around him now, the driver saying i was fastened in for the ride so he better get back to it, so he jumped back in while i was fucked away, but when he got back on the road, my friend in the back said he wanted me doggy style, so i had to spread my legs wide as i was on my hands and knees and push back, holding onto the back door and sides, pushing my body back so my pussy could consume his cock, bringing me pleasure deep inside me, my juices flowing down my legs, my pussy so wet that not even i could believe it. I had already had an orgasm, and i was not far away from another. The driver said he was going to drop the windows, let it cool down in the car, we lowered his and the passengers side window about a third of the way, the night breeze blowing over my body, my legs where it was wet from my pussy leaking my nectar was chilled and i was still being fucked, the second orgasm was imminent, i pushed back as hard as i could, feeling like I could roll the car if i tried any harder, and the second orgasm came with a vengeance, i felt my body shake all of a sudden and he did not stop, my hands slipping but he still fucked me from behind and he leaned forward to hold me up but instead he grabbed my neck and squeezed it, choking me, making my orgasm climb higher and higher, i was squirting down my legs and I couldn’t breathe, we had done it before a few times but this situation was just rocketing my senses and a pleasure to new areas and then he let go pulled out in one motion. I fell to the seats and shook, my whole body quivering and shaking, moaning and not making any sense of the words i tried to find, only finding gibberish and smiles from him looking at me as he sat back and gazed at my defeated body. The driver looked over his shoulder and looked back at the road commenting holy shit Moni, you fucking slut, didn’t know you liked it this much. I just about found the words i love this, i fucking love it! Please do this to me more often, i cant live without this I think. We pulled over and i climbed out of the car to get some air, the driver providing a barrier between me and the passing traffic, hardly any but still, we didn’t want to cause a crash or get arrested and ruin such an incredible evening, my friend in the back said he was ready for a blowjob, the driver saying lets get back, I’ll drive but this sluts mine tomorrow, it’s my turn, see what she learned on this ride out. I climbed back inside and sucked him off slowly, licking, kissing, sucking and adoring his cock that gave me so much pleasure, i showed it so much appreciation that i was almost worshipping it, like it had blessed me with such an amazing experience and i had to repay the favour and show my thanks. I was doing this for so long, edging his orgasm and lapping up the leaking pre cum, pushing up the drops and using my entire tongue to take it from him. We were not far from home at all and i knew it was time to let him climax now, so i licked from base to tip, then sucked the end and flicked my tongue over the end of it, making him moan and i played with my pussy half the ride home, once it recovered from the pounding it received so well, and i sucked hard down to the base and then back up, my tongue brushing left and right to stimulate his cock, doing that repeatedly until he finally could not hold it in any more and cummed in my mouth, the end of his cock inside, my lips making a seal, i ran my fingers under his cock, pushing any cum left in his cock out and into my mouth, i pulled my lips back, any cum on his cock with it so it left my mouth clean and looked at him with an open mouth, and before i swallowed it all, i leaned over the privacy barrier we had and i showed the driver too, him slowing down to watch me swallow, commending me on a job well done and saying good girl. A smack on my ass as a show of appreciation followed, i stayed like that receiving spanks and getting my pussy rubbed and nipples played with too for the next twenty minutes until we pulled up outside. They said they wish they had drove to Scotland if they knew it would’ve been like this, but it was going to happen quite a few more times again still, i climbed out of the car first, the night air on my skin, sweating in that car and how hot i felt from all that happened made me almost euphoric, i was stood there for a minute while one got dressed and the other checked his phone and walked around to me, smiles on all of our faces, and said the same tomorrow? I’d love to babe was the only suitable response. I went inside, had a quick shower, got dressed and checked my phone, 10 missed calls from my husband, and four texts, the last one reading i wish you would’ve told me you went with David, I wouldn’t have needed to call and worry so much. See you in the morning. I looked at David and asked what he said, he said its fine, i told your husband that you were at the cinema, we saw each other there and watched a movie. I asked if it was any good, he said it was the best, we kissed and i looked at tony, keys in his hands ready to go himself after a long evening with me in the back, i asked how the acting was in the movie, he said the leading actress was a natural, like she was born to do it. The next day it was David’s turn, and he did it all over with me, part two of the movie collection, shame we never came up with a name for it all that year. David and tony are two guys i met online, my husband was suspicious but we came up with a plan and said that we saw each other at the cinemas a few times and got talking, had to watch a bunch of break downs of films to sell the story but it worked for as long as i needed it to.

I just recently found out that my mother has been having an affair with our neighbor from across the street. I am 22 and my mom is 43. She is 5'4 long red hair fair skin 130# 34b. My parents have been married for 25 years. They have had their ups and downs through the years and I'm sure my dad hasn't been an angel the entire time either. But finding out my mother was cheating was shocking. Our neighbor is also married and he's a black guy about 35yrs old. He owns a landscaping business and he maintains our yards. I guess he really does trim the bushes.

So about a month ago I came home early from my job as I wasn't feeling well and I walked into my house and immediately heard the obvious sounds of someone having sex. At first I though the folks were getting it on but then I realized my dads car was not in the driveway and neither was my sisters. I made my way down the hallway towards my parents room and the bedroom door was open. I stopped adn listened to the sounds of skin smacking skin and a woman grunting and groaning. Oh yes ummm yeah give it to me. Oh yeah! I listened for a few minutes adn my cock began to get hard. I don't know why but I took my cock out and began stroking to the sounds. I couldn't see anything so I moved closer.

That's when i saw them. My neighbor had my mother in the doggie position and I could see his black ass as he pounded his cock into my mother. She had her ass up in the air and her face pushed into a pillow. I watched as her tits hung down adn swayed with each thrust of his cock. My mom was so vocal. I had heard her in the past but never like this. She was saying fuck me oh yes fuck me with your cock. please. I was so hard. I kept jerking my cock off watching them fuck. My mom then said she was about to come and he began fucking her faster. I watched as my mom reached underneath and began rubbing her clit as he fucked her faster. Then she came. He stopped fucking her and pulled out of my moms pussy. I looked as I could see her gaping hole all red and wet. He flipped onto his back and told my mom to ride him. I ducked back so not to be seen by her and then waited a few seconds. When i heard the bed creaking again I looked around the corner and my mom was riding him cowboy style.

I watched as I saw my mother slide up and down this big black cock. His cock was so slick with hers and his cum. I couldn't believe this. I continued jerking my cock. I watched as she leaned forward adn he began sucking her tits and feeling her ass all the while my mom was riding up and down on his cock. I watched as they began to fuck harder and faster. I wasn't as careful as I thought as I let out a grunt and my mother quickly turned and looked over her shoulder towards the door and our eyes locked! She just stared at me and continued fucking our neighbor. She never said a word but closed her eyes and turned back towards him and continued fucking him. I watched for about 2 more mins and my mother began to announce that she was cumming and he also said he was about to cum and she told him to cum inside her. Cum in side my pussy baby. Oh yes do it. And I watched as he shoved his cock deep inside as my mom sat down on his cock. I quickly put my cock away and ran out to my car and drove down to the beach. I didn't come home until later that night when I knew my mother was asleep.

I'd definitely like to find a warped kinky woman who is into exchanging clips and vocal roleplay family, anal, watching each other. Body types of all shapes and sizes welcome....

I confess, I have non stop rape fantasies. I love the idea of being used, abused, and publicly humiliated (literally my only limits being no puke/blood/scat). I'm only just becoming more vocal about it now. I even posted some pictures of myself but it appears the mods havent approved the uploads yet, so here they are:

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My current female partner is frigid, I've been curious for quite some time, so out of frustration I decided I would try and find out 'how the other half live':

I joined Cottaging.co.uk and was fairly quickly contacted with compliments on my cock pics, and was contacted by a guy a few towns away that was interested in all sorts of fun; the real 'deciders' were that he wanted to play with me in my Pretties, and he sent me a set of pictures of him and his Fucking Machine! He was to be the Dom on our first meet; I pulled up to his house with the instructions not to knock, just to walk in - he would be in the living room waiting for me. He wanted me to arrive 'normal', then go and shower and remove all body hair below the waist, then dress up for him, then we'd start playing. Sounded good; gave me time to mentally prepare for this thing I'd never done before whilst preparing physically and with my clothing.

However he was naked on a reclining sofa, watching gay porn on a laptop when I arrived - not sure what I expected, but I got over the shock and sat next to him at his invitation - me on his right, still fully clothed in work gear, his laptop to his left, and him slowly stroking his (fairly small 4 and half inch) cock. The scene on the laptop had literally just ended and a new one in his playlist began, with the inevitable touching leading to sucking on-screen. He took my hand and wrapped it around his cock in line with the on-screen action, so I stroked it for him - shocked to be doing it so suddenly, but hey - that's what I was there for really, right!? Maybe I should have suspected something when his now-free right hand started carressing my back, but I'd never been in this situation, so what seems obvious now was all new at the time. As the guy on-screen went down and engulfed his partners cock, this guys hand grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down onto his cock, removing my hand to free the way - just like that my mouth was full, his balls were pressed against my cheek, and using my hair and his hips he was fucking my face. Just like that. No warning. And the biggest shock was that I LOVED it! I gagged a few times but stayed there, basically being used, until he pulled me up off his cock and told me to go and get ready. So I used the shower and liberally coated myself in Veet, removing all necessary hair, then dressed, and finally flushed using his shower head as an enema to prepare my ass for action.

A Sissy Slut padded back down the stairs in black stockings, suspender belt, Corset and see-thru mesh knickers with turquoise lace, matching the turquoise mini skirt I borrowed from my partner's wardrobe. He nodded approvingly, shut the laptop, and told me to go to his room with a swat on the backside for being a 'naughty girl'. Once there he bent me over the bed and spanked me a few times - not my thing but obviously his, and this is about both of us enjoying it - then he pulled the knickers down to mid-thigh and licked me from behind, from cock tip to ass-crack and back. He sucked my cock into his mouth from back there until it was excited enough to spring forward out of reach, then he just feasted on my asshole! I've been rimmed before a few times by females, but this guy just went to town! Up and down, round and round, and fucking me as best he could with his tongue - I almost made a mess right there and then! I'm not really a vocal lover, not known for moaning too much, but he had me gasping and moaning and whining throughout! It was incredible! He inserted several fingers at various times - I have no idea how many I was just tingling so much - but I felt pretty full so it was obviously more than one or two. Then he had me lay down on my back because my legs were going, my knees were weak, I was about to collapse on him! He continued his licking of my ass and my cock, now he had access to it again, and was inserting fingers, toys, beads, and even three pool balls at one point! He literally potted the 8 Ball in me! I was just so lost in my pleasure I lost track of what was going where, or when - it all just felt so amazingly good!

He let me recover for a while, whilst he set up his fucking machine and attached his biggest attachment - the big fat 8 inch realistic cock. He lubed it, and me (not really necessary for me, I was already a slippery mess!), set the machine at it's furthest reach, and then on all fours I backed onto it full length until its plastic balls were pressed against my own. Then he set it moving and the feeling was heavenly! We started slow but he was soon ramping up the speed, much to our pleasure - me feeling it and him seeing it disappear inside the cross-dressed Sissy Slut he had under his command and control. At this point I was on all fours, but slouched down on my elbows - kneeling in front of me he lifted my chin gently until I was back up on hands and knees and just inserted his cock into my mouth until his balls were against my chin. I closed my mouth around him and sucked and licked and swallowed as much of him as I could, LOVING being spit-roast between this Master and his machine. He gradually turned the machine up to maximum, elliciting grunts and groans from me around his cock, his fucking machine pounding my ass with a full 8" cock at 180 strokes per minute - 3 complete strokes in/out per second! I felt him tremble and he grabbed my face either side with his hands and held me there - not that he needed to - by this time this Sissy Slut was going nowhere until he was as pleasured as I had been! He grunted and jerked, and I felt his cock swell and pulse as he came in my mouth and throat and I swallowed every drop, keeping him in my mouth until he shrunk away and fell out with an audible 'plop'. The machine had gradually been stopped in the meantime and I just fell forward, sliding off the monster in my ass, collapsing on my side with a big grin on my face.

He was looking around the floor underneath where we'd been, looking puzzled - "where did you spit the cum?" he asked - "I didn't spit it! After all you've done for me it seemed rude not to swallow!" - I was proud of myself for that, and his smile made me realise he was too. We cleaned up, put the toys away, I dressed, and I left with the hope we could play again but I've not heard from him since. But I'll never forget that night of firsts!

This isn't a very nice confession but I've seen worse on this site. Before I left a previous job to where I'm currently working I hooked up with this beautiful redhead named Aimee. Before we hooked up she told me about her marriage and how they lived in separate parts of their house and hardly communicated with each other. She never mentioned why they wouldn't divorce.

Getting to the point, we fucked over the last 2 months we worked together. Probably the wildest woman I ever fucked and pretty much anything was on the table. She always swallowed me and a few times she told me to cum all over her face and in her hair. Loved to talk dirty. Some of the things she said were funny and others were just downright filthy. She liked me to call her my office whore while I pulled her hair. Sometimes she would tell me to cum in her married pussy. More than once she told me my beautiful cock was so much better than her husbands.

The last week I was at work she mentioned she wanted to try anal and I asked her if she was sure and she said yes.later when we got together, I wasn't so sure I would fit in her but she insisted and said just keep going. From the noises she was making it sounded uncomfortable like groaning and ow ow and I asked her if I should stop and she almost demanded I keep going, if fact she told me "I want to feel all of it in my ass". While I was fucking her ass she told me to pull her hair, so I started pulling her hair and she starts with the dirty talk and started telling me how it felt like I was ripping her asshole open and how good it felt having her ass filled with my cock. Since she was rubbing her pussy she started to finish before me and that got me going and I was telling her I was close and she told me to make sure you cum in my ass, fill my asshole with your cum. We were both very vocal as we finished. After, we're laying there and her ass started making those fart noises from all the air being pushed up there and we were both laughing.

The last day of work a couple of the older ladies made all these sugary desserts, the shit you dont normally eat but you try some to be polite lol. In the parking lot a few people were shaking my hand and giving hugs and Aimee was the last to say goodbye. We ended up getting a room and fucking one last time. Haven't spoken since but still remember all the crazy places and ways we had sex.