The following is not real. Some of you know have known me will recognize some of the people, but this is not how this actually happened. People suggested I try writing something else so here you go.

So, Im going to be straight up for a second. I think about fucking everyone I meet. I think about how they would feel under my hands. Or how I could make them cum. I think about what kinky stuff they might be into. Is the fat old charge nurse into anal? What would that paramedic do if I asked him to piss on me? Would the clerk that checked me out at the store rim me if I went down on him?
All of these and more race through my mind. Normally I push them out of the way. Sometimes I dwell on them, and try to find out. And that’s how it was with my father in law.
From the moment I saw him, I wanted to fuck him. Joe and I had just started dating and we had gone to his parents house. My future father in law (lets call him Frank) was a runner. Not just recreationally. He liked to do marathons and shit like that. As such, he was in amazing shape. Athletic and slim. His muscles were well defined under his skin, and he had the sharp facial figures like a sculpture. His hair was still black, aside from the gray that had begun to appear at his temples.
To be fair, I was in shape then too. More than one, actually. They were just circles of various sizes.
From that day forward, I wanted to fuck him. I wouldn’t say I was obsessed, but I did think about it often. I was still occasionally fucking Joe’s brother, so I would find myself comparing their cocks. Joe’s wasn’t small, necessarily, but it lacked his brother’s girth. I began to wonder what it would take to get Frank to fuck around on his wife. He had raised one son to have an intense moral direction. Joe doesn’t like anything I like in the bedroom, mostly because he finds it degrading to me.
On the other hand, his other son was a complete dirtbag. He was the one that came on to me first. To be fair, I kept it going after the wedding, but he could have said no. What kind of a guy fucks his brothers wife the day they leave for their honeymoon?
So what kind of guy was Frank? One of his sons was an outlier, but which one? And then what kind of woman would not only entice him to cheat, but to fuck his sons wife as well. It was the kind of challenge I rose to. I had to find out. It would be quite the accomplishment, fucking all the men in a family. Well, aside from mine, I guess.
It would be a process. A long one. Find out if he would cheat. Find out if he would cheat with a fat girl. Find out if he would cheat with a fat daughter in law. Finally find out if he wanted a whore or an angel. I could do either, but angel was temporary. I would see him pretty regularly, once week or so, more often during the summer. He had a pool, you see, and Joe loved to swim.
So I got to work. First step was to see if he was even interested. I waited until the next time we went swimming. That would be a few weeks away, so I contented myself through masturbation that mostly involved him and my dad tag teaming me. By the time we were actually going, not even these clit sessions could tide me over.
I had thought about doing a two piece, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. So I settled on my one piece. It would be sufficient for this. The changing room was their bedroom, and it had a sliding glass door that led to the pool. There was a curtain to pull to cover it. I thought about leaving the curtain open, but there was never a time when he was the only one in line of sight. Disappointed, I headed to the pool to join the others.
It was while swimming that I saw my first opportunity. The pool itself was a saltwater pool, and at one end was a hot tub fixture that overflowed in a waterfall into the pool itself. Frank was standing by the waterfall, talking to Joe, who was in the tub. I dove under the water, and while I swam to the waterfall, I adjusted by suit so that I had a nipple peaking out. I wasn’t able to be sure, and I didn’t want too much to show, but it was a gamble.
I rose out of the water next to Frank, my left nipple exposed. I slid up next to him and asked what they were up to. Joe couldn’t see my tits from his position, No one else would be in line of sight if I turned towards Frank. Slowly, with the waterfall falling on me, I turned towards him and asked him what he was drinking.
He looked to me and opened his mouth to answer, but his eyes went right to my tit. I held my breath. Would he say something? Would he freak out? Would he just stare?
The latter. As he responded to me, I slowly exhaled the breath I had been holding. His eyes were flicking between Joe, me, and my nipple. I was looking him over too. His chest had a small v shaped patch of graying hair, his nipples sat flush against his body. His neck was ridged by firm tendons and muscles. Fucking hell he was sooo hot. Joe began moving toward the stairs so I dipped down and fixed my suit.
I swam away eagerly awaiting my next chance. I was optimistic about this thing for the first time. Pushing the envelope and taking chances were such a turn on for me that I was spent the rest of the swim time rubbing my clit hidden by the water.
We caught eyes a few times after that, but he didn’t really betray anything else. A plan took form. I would be the last to get out. I would go into the room to change, and somehow entice him in there once I had stripped out of my suit and covered myself. Then, a quick flash, or something. I wasn’t sure yet.
As luck would have it, Frank and I were the last two. Improvising, I got out and piddled around outside until Joe had finished changing. I went in, and began to look around the room for something to give me an excuse to get him in here. I had to hurry, and act while he was alone in the pool area. If anyone else was there, they might come instead.
It didn’t take long. There was a hamper in the bathroom for towels, but Joe had been Joe and just piled them on top of it. Under the pile of wet towels, it might be missed. I stripped out of my suit, and wrapped myself in a dry towel. I rushed to the door and looked out. He was still alone, but he was out of the pool.
I slid the door open. “Hey Frank. Where do I put my towels?”
He looked at me in the towel, and flipped his head to the main doors into the house, possibly to see were everyone was, then back to me. “I-In the bathroom, Claire.” He said.
“I looked I don’t see it. Can you show me?” I asked. Deliberately I looked down. His wet trunks clung to his body. It wasn’t hard to see the outline of his cock, hanging flaccid, along his body. It was hard to gage, but he looked bigger than either of his sons. I let my eyes linger, then went back to his face. I bit my lower lip.
Wordlessly he started towards me. “Thanks, Frank.” I said, retreating back into the room before he got there. Now what? I thought to myself. Just dropping the towel would be a high risk high reward situation. If he reacts poorly, it might be impossible to say it was just an accident. Instead, I sat on his bed, facing the bathroom. I spread my legs, leaving the towel on, but parted just enough.
He came in and stopped. My breath caught again. For what seemed like an eternity he stared at me. He smiled slightly, but it was gone as quick as it came. He moved to the bathroom.
“Oh.” He said as he rounded the corner. “Fuckin’ Joe.” He said. He leaned down to begin picking the towels up. He turned his head to me. His eyes right between my legs. I know he could see my pussy. “Does he at least put thigs away at home?”
I just shook my head, looking at him. He looked away and stood. “Well, there’s the hamper. You can put the towel in there.”
I stood, bent over to grab the wet one I had used, and walked into the bathroom, passing him in the door way. I turned sideways, ass to him, as I slipped through. I stuck my ass out, and brushed it across his groin, feeling his bulge as I did so. I dropped the towel in the hamper.
I turned to Frank. He was staring at me. “Can you hand me my clothes? They are on the bed.” His face was red as he turned and proceeded into the room. As soon as his back was turned, I went for it. I dropped the towel. He returned and stopped as soon as he saw me. “Thanks.” I said. And I took the clothes. He stared at me. At my tits. My pussy.
“Claire, I-“ he began. I closed the door.
Fuck. I needed to cum. I heard the door slide open and then close. I thought about his cock, I thought about him pinning me in the doorway and forcing it into me. I wondered if he would try to fuck my ass. My fingers went to my clit. It didn’t take long before I was cumming.
After, I took stock of where I was. I had gone for broke. It hadn’t blown up in my face. And I felt like I knew he would cheat. I felt like he liked big tits, and I felt that he wanted me to be slutty. Maybe this would be easy.
I was wrong. The next few swim days he was noticeably absent. His wife had said that he was running errands or something like that. She never seemed bothered. I fucked myself after one day imaging he had told her and we were going to have a threesome.
The next chance would be an unexpected one.
It was Labor Day. I remember because I was off and Joe worked, taking the double time that he would get. Joe was already gone when I woke, and knowing that I would have 7 hours in the house alone had me wet thinking about who I was going to have over to fuck. I had begun to flip through my contacts when the phone rang, the caller ID showing it was Joes cell. My heart sank. He had to be telling me that he was coming home early.
“Hey, babe.” I answered, forcing a yawn.
“You just getting up?”
“Yeah. Whats up?”
“I need you to do me a favor. I need you to go into the garage and grab a tool and bring it to my dad.” He said.
I sat straight up. “Yeah I can do that.”
“Mom has the car and she’s out at my aunts. He told me not to worry about it, but hes been looking forward to this project for a while.”
“Sure!” I jumped out of bed as he talked me through the garage and the location of the tool. Once identified, I let him go, and began to plot my course of action.
He was clearly hesitant. But he couldn’t trust himself around me. He knew what the game was, he knew he would lose, and he was just trying not to play. I needed to be able to get him to the table.
Clothes would be key. It was a little cooler, too cool for shorts, but leggings would work. No panties. The top would be a little trickier. My tits are huge, H Cups. Braless wasn’t an option, but I had an ill fitting balconette that let the tops of my areolas pop out if I positioned it right. A white camisole and light black sweater completed the outfit. I checked myself out in the mirror. A quick tug on the camisole brought a hint of areola into view. Perfect.
I went out to the truck, threw the tool in the back and headed off to my in laws house. The whole ride over there I had the butterflies in my stomach that were my vice. That anticipation of something new and different. The pushing of boundaries, the taboo of the act, the risk of getting caught. All were combining to give me a high that nothing else could touch.
By the time I pulled into the gravel driveway, my pussy was aching. As I rolled to a stop, I realized I hadn’t even thought about what I was going to do. I had been so preoccupied thinking about fucking him, that I hadn’t even bothered to think about how I was going to do it.
As I got out of the truck, Frank came out from the side of the house. He was in jeans and a long-sleeved red shirt. Sawdust clung to it. He stopped when he say me, but then continued on.
“What are you doing here, Claire?” There was a tinge of anger. Good.
“Joe told me you needed this.” I went to the back and pulled out the saw.
“Yeah I told him not to worry about it.”
“Well he worried.” I passed the saw to him.
He looked me up and down. “Tell him thanks.” He said and then turned with the saw and headed back to the house.
Fuck. This wasn’t working. I watched as he turned around back. He was resisting, but I saw it in his eyes. I know that look. Seen it in plenty of men’s eyes. I pulled the black sweater off, threw it in the truck, and headed off in his footsteps.
I rounded the corner and saw him in his workshop. Formerly a detached garage, he had turned it into his hobby room a few years ago. There was a piece of wood on two stands that he was measuring. A few stools and chairs littered the perimeter of the shop. When he saw me, he stopped and sighed.
“What are you working on?” I asked.
“Claire, why are you here?”
“Im bored.” I said, biting my lip. “Joe is at work, and hes not as entertaining as he could be even when he is home.
“W-well I got a lot of stuff to do here, and I’m not going to be entertaining anyway.” He returned to measuring.
“Well, anything is better than being alone at the house.” I found one of the rocking chairs and sat in it. So far, so good, but I was running out of moves. The silences persisted for a few minutes while he measured and marked different pieces of wood. Then it hit me. I had a plan. All I had to do was wat for my opening.
It didn’t take long. After about 5 more minutes of silence, he left to go inside to get something. I took my shot. As soon as he was gone, I jumped up and headed for the pool. Flipping the cover on the control panel, I flipped the tub to on. I raced back to the shop, and I stripped off all my clothes, placing them in the chair I was sitting in. I then raced through the brisk air to the tub, where I slid in.
The water was ice cold. My nipples immediately hardened. The water coming from the jets was warm, but still, my teeth began to chatter. I prayed the water would heat up quickly.
I heard the side door open. He was heading back into the shop. It didn’t take long before he rounded the corner. I waved at him. He slowly walked over.
“Claire. What the hell are you doing?”
“Entertaining myself.” I said. I made a show of pushing my hands down to my pussy. “Since you wont, I have to find something to do.”
“This ain’t right, Claire. Theres something wrong with you.”
I smiled and closed my eyes as my fingers slipped inside me. “Mmmhm.” I moaned in agreement. “Very wrong.” I said.
He watched me finger myself. He didn’t leave. I went all in. I stood and began to walk out of the tub. The chill in the air brought my chattering teeth back. “I’m going to go into the house and Im going to be entertaining myself. If you are bored, you should follow me.” And I headed for the sliding door.
I entered, thought about the couch, but decided against getting it all wet, and went to the floor instead. I got down on all fours, ass in the air, and began to play with my pussy. I rubbed my asshole too.
I heard the door open and smiled. I had won.
I rolled over and lay on my back. He stood over me. He began to undo his jeans and I moved to my knees. “You are going to love this, Frank.” I told him.
I was eager to finally see this cock. As his jeans fell I reached up and took his boxers in my hands, I pulled them down.
It was wonderful. Bigger than either of his sons. A good 6 or 7 inches, if I have to guess, but thick. His balls hung in a sack covered in gray pubic hairs. I opened my mouth, and licked the length of his shaft, my eyes locked with his. From the tip to the base, and then back again. He began to grow. I took him into my mouth and began to suck. Using my mouth, suction, tongue, suction, tongue. He grew to an impressive level of fullness in my mouth. I pulled it out.
“Gag me, daddy.” I said before plunging down on it again. This time I felt him hit the back of my throat and the first gag began. I felt his hand on the back of my head as he held me there. Oh yes. He wanted a whore. I’d give him that.
He let me up and I pulled back, rubbing the slime covered cock on my face. “You are so much bigger than Joe.” I said.
“Shut the fuck up.” He said and he forced it back in my mouth. Another round of gaging began. When he let me up from it, I went back to his balls, letting the cock lay across my face. I licked and gently sucked each ball, and then I moved lower. He moved back. He looked at me confused. “What are you doing?”
Poor bastard. He’d never been rimmed. I smiled. I stood and undid his shirt. Once off I sucked and nibbled at his nipples as I walked him back to his chair. He fell down into it. I returned to my knees and the blow job. Building up a good supply of saliva, I worked down to his balls again, and then to under them.
It was clear he had been working, but it turned me on even more. Lower and further I pushed, my tongue searching for his ass. I could hear him moaning. I reached up and grabbed his cock. Mainly to keep him from jerking it and cumming too quick. I finally found it. I thought about how wanton and whoreish I was being. On my knees, with my tongue on my husbands fathers ass.
“Fucking hell, Claire.” He moaned. I pulled out.
“Betty doesn’t to that, does she?” I smiled.
He shook his head and stood up. It was his turn to take control. He turned me around and began kissing my neck and rubbing my tits. I felt his cock pressing into my back. He reached down and inserted a finger into my pussy. I felt him pushing me down and over. I resumed my position on my knees, my shoulders and head on the carpet.
“Fuck me daddy.” I said.
“Where?” he asked
“Anywhere you want.”
“Does he do anal?” I shook my head no, preparing for the possibility that I was about to take a pretty big cock in my ass. “Just my pussy.”
I felt the head at my ass. I reached back and spread for him. “Yessss, daddy.” He began to push in. I gasped when he first popped in. We had no lube, aside from my spit, and he was bigger than any I had been buttfucked with in a while. I let my cheeks go. The pain was reaching my threshold. I took my other hand and went to my clit, hoping to off set it.
That seemed to work. The searing pain became more bearable. “Im a whore. Im a whore. Im a whore.” I began to repeat to myself reminding myself that I wanted this. He began to slid in and out.
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Frank?”
“Call me daddy.”
“Do you fuck Bettys ass, Daddy?”
“Not in a while.” It turned me on even more that Betty used to take dicks in her ass.
“Pull my hair daddy.” He obliged as he began to pick up speed. He had the stamina I expected from a runner, as well as the endurance.
He was pounding my ass now. My own fingers had brought me to the point of climax. I screamed as the cum took me, clinching my ass around his thick invading cock. I fully expected him to cum. But he slowed down. Not wanting to hurt me as my ass was clenching, he slowed, delaying his own satisfaction.
As soon as I subsided, we resumed the fucking. His relentless assault on my body. I couldn’t wait to have him fucking my pussy like this. “Im gonna cum, Claire.” He exclaimed.
“Do it daddy. Cum inside me.”
With a shudder he did. With each pump he moaned and shook. I couldn’t feel him cumming, but I knew it was a lot. I only felt it as he fell out of my ass. He fell next to me, catching his breath. I moved to my side and snuggled up next to him. “Good?” he asked me.
“Better than both your sons.” I smiled.
He looked at me shocked for a moment. Before he began to smile, letting his head fall back to the floor. “Wow. You are a whore. But you are an amazing fuck.”
I smiled and looked down at his cock. The cum coated it, but it didnt look bad. I leaned over and took it into my mouth. He looked at me with a mixture of lust and confusion. I felt his cock twitch a little in my mouth.
I pulled off it. “I want you to fuck my pussy next.”

so here's my situation. when i met my wife melissa, i also met her best friend. let's call her "anna". as time passed, all 3 of us became kind of a group, and i consider anna a close friend, if not my best friend, which is nice sharing a good friend with my wife, we all hang out and we all get along well together.
over many drinking nights, i've gotten info out of drunk anna. turns out anna finds me attractive and admited to having a crush on me. which is not surprising considering how similar anna and my wife are.
at times when anna and i are alone i've asked her specific things, once i dared ask her if she would ever sleep with me, or have a threesome with me and mel.
anna admited that she would love to have sex with me, but wouldnt because she would never betray melissa. and a threesome with another girl is icky to her.

i once got melissa real drunk and brough up the idea of a threesome with anna, and she got very upset. but over the last 2 years i've asked her again and she has said she is open to the idea, but only if anna was into it.

so here's my dilema. seems like i only have to convince anna now. now she has said she's not interisted in having sexual contact with melissa, but perhaps they would be ok with a taking turns situation in which they would not have to do things to each other.

how do i go about convincing a girl who's kinda on the fence about the whole thing?
i know she finds me attractive but her biggesst concern i feel is not believing that melissa would really be cool with this. she doesnt want to risk the group we have. now i know if we do this i wont act weird or try to make her feel uncomfortable. i can be mature and adult and can separate sex from friendship.

any tips on how to approach anna about joining us for some sex play? i know she wants the cock, how can i persuade her to hop on???

I confess everything is going wrong that can go wrong. I've had every single one of my best friends betray me at this point. One won't talk to me because I'm not christian enough for him, the other I dropped because he was talking behind my back and setting up situations for me to get hurt and go into his arms and get back with him. I'm being harassed by some crazy girl who's in love with my boyfriend who sends me threats and insults and I just found out yesterday that my best friend has been hitting on my boyfriend and may have had a relationship with him behind my back. My mother is too obsessed with herself and 3 boyfriends to actually do stuff and pay the bills so there's no internet, cable, heat, or hot water. I have to stay with my 8 year old ADD brother who never shuts up and I just want to blow my brains out.

hi board,

im in a knotty situation and need advice.

im married and we have 2 children. since a few months im fuckin with my colleague at work. it all started at a celebration at work. she is very shy and doesnt to very much. to most colleagues she is very harsh. but she was always very friendly towards me and smiling when we greeted.

she was at the celebration with her husband (my wife was not there) and after some beer he asked if i want to have a threesome with them because she finds me very attractive and likes me.

i never betrayed my wife before, so i had to think a couple of seconds about it. but sure, my colleague is 12 years younger than me (31, i'm 43) and good looking (a solid ~6-7 with nice boobs). so i agreed and we had a threesome.

in the following weeks we met oftener and her husband was usually just watching while i used is wife and filled up all her 3 holes. she is a complete slut and does nearly everything you want from her. (she even does some more things if her hubby isn't around)

at work she is always acting like everytime. friendly, smiling and just says hello. so i thought: great im just fucking this slut and there are no problems.

last weekend i fucked her the first time without her husband standing by. she was a slut before, but then she was just a thrash whore. she let me do everything to her (even swallowing my piss). but after that she confessed that she loves me and that she is leaving her husband for me.

but i dont want to leave my wife for her. she is still good looking for 38 (surely was hotter than my collegue when she was her age) and the sex is good but not the dream of every man like with my colleague.

how i can persuade my colleague that things just should go on like they used to be? i use her like she deserves it and without love and this shit.

im afraid she don't wants to bang anymore if i dont respond to her feelings

I confess that I am a married, straight man. I had an opportunity to arrange a threesome with a couple of very attractive girls, but I had to be screened by their male friend first. I was so taken by my fantasy, that I agreed to let him suck me off.. I had to play with him a little bit too. Now I get to go have a threesome tomorrow, but don't even know if i can do it. I feel so terrible for betraying my wife like that, and i nearly puked several times after i got home. Fuck my life and stupidity.

friend of mine told me to cheak this out, now I'm passing this little tidbit on to the rest of you.

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My wife's BFF knows our marriage is open, and yes her and my wife have played around with each other. We came up with an open relationship contract of things we can do and things we can't do. Nothing about fucking her BFF was in the contract at all - and when I got the chance, I took it (who the fuck wouldn't, look at her!). I did break one rule, fucking another woman without a condom. So I thought that the encounter was fun, but I got a few text messages from my wife and she was pissed the fuck completely off.
"Why would you fuck her, of all people?"
I explained I was horny, and that she's fucked her too so I thought it wasn't a big deal.
Turns out she has feelings for her, and she feels like I somehow betrayed our open marriage contract - not because I didn't use a condom, but because I fucked her BFF.
I get a text from her BFF about the pic I took, telling me to show it to my wife so she knows I didn't cum inside her (I guess her and my wife got into a big argument because my wife thinks I came in her BFF because - well I don't like pulling out at all, but out of respect for my wife I came on her BFF's face).
I called my wife at her work, and she was like "that's your thing, you never pull out and I know you came in her!"
So I told her I took a picture of me cumming on her BFF's face. She was silent but wanted to see it.
I sent it to her via text.
When I got home from work, my wife was home - we sat down and discussed everything, including her feelings for her BFF. She cried a bit because she felt betrayed, and hurt not just by me but her BFF. I told her that it could be a lot of fun if we incorporated her into our marriage and that maybe we wouldn't have to have an open marriage because we both like her BFF... She thought about that for a bit - but said that she is in love with both of us and it just would take some time getting used to, but that she would think about it because it's the "best option."
So I told her BFF to take her out on a date tonight, take her to a nice restaurant, take her to a hotel and fuck her good, and that I can't wait to get the sloppy seconds. Her BFF texted back, "perhaps you'll have two sexy ladies on the menu tonight..."
3some? Dick is hard just thinking about it. Maybe I'll just sit back and watch them fuck and stroke my cock until they invite me in... whatever happens I hope my wife chills out. It's a weird situation and I don't want to lose my wife over some bullshit.
Another text from her BFF, "Maybe she'll actually let you cum in me ;) - I know you'd like that."
I think that might set my wife over the edge, so I'll probably cum in my wife and have her BFF eat it out of her for starters.
Yeah, I'm posting this on ML - can't really post this shit on twitter or reddit lol - nowhere else and no one else to tell this shit to. Thing is, I think her BFF has wanted me for a long time, and I've kinda wanted to fuck her too - we've flirted, but never took it beyond that. Now that we did, I just hope everything pans out...

Okay Motherless, I need help. Today, in just over an hour and a half I will be hanging out with my best friend's wife of three years. She has been coming onto me for months and I've steadily been denying her. She has blatantly told me that if I want to fuck her, all I have to do is bend her over and take her. Thing is, I haven't been laid in a while and lately I've been considering it. I agreed to go see a movie with her today. She's a total butterface with a rocking body, but I just can't help feeling like I'm betraying the best friend that has been there with me since we were babies.

What should I do?

As a narcassistic and very unfriendly bastard, I'm tired of cumshot vids where there's a crowd of college guys all laughing and cheering each other on while the girl in the middle laughs, and blows cum bubbles. Sure, part of me is jealous but a good cumshot scene requires so many elements to be just right. The scene should come from the angle of victimization, betrayal, shame, and if not true terror, at least a sense of hopeless apathy. The man's face should not be seen, for he is not just one man but a living metaphor for all men who have put women to their knees through out the ages. The set, lighting, camera work, story line, music, post editing, and of course the choice of victim need to be gently balanced to achieve the epitome of man's greatest desire, to explode endless falls of semen into the face of an innocent girl! Slack-jawed, hair tangled, clothes ripped, our whore hangs her head slightly to one side in unbearable shame, eyes closed, quietly excepting her fate. Zoom out, fade to black.

So where to begin. The other night I learned that my wife was cheating on me when we first started dating. She broke it off with the other guy once we got serious but its bugging the hell out of me.

Some history, this occurred over 5 years ago. Not long after we started dating I got what I thought was a UTI (urinary tract infection). She is a Dr. so she just wrote me a script for some antibiotics and I got better. She told me it had been years since her last sexual partner and I believed her so I wasn't really concerned.

So now we've been together for 5 years are married. Recently I get another UTI this one isn't near as bad as the prior one. Some meds and I'm better. UTIs are not common in men so I'm a little concerned. I start doing some reading and realize the UTI symptoms could be the result of an STD. This gets me thinking about when we first started dating.

History: So two weeks into dating she goes on a trip with her EX-Boyfriend. They'd had it planned for several months before I knew her. They've been friends ever since they broke up and used to do lots of trips etc together. I trusted her when she said they were just friends. So no big deal.

Now thinking back I'm getting a little paranoid. I decided to look through her email to see if maybe there was something going on back then. I read through all the emails to him and realize nothing there. Then I notice a lot of emails to another guy I've never heard of about the same time we started dating. Seems she met him at one of the hotels she stayed at for work. So while we were starting to date she was getting to know him as well. He's engaged at the time and "unhappy" and she's ok with that! She decides to go visit him. Tells me she has a conference and basically goes there with the sole intention of fucking him.

So now I'm mad cause she lied to me. I keep reading the emails and the guy tells her he's sick. She panics cause they had unprotected sex! Apparently he'd told her about having an affair with a transsexual prior to them being together. So she's all freaked out. She makes the guy get tested for HIV and he comes back clean. She got tested as well and was also clean. I'm reading this and I'm like WTF!!! How could this person I love had made so many bad decisions and lied to me about all this. After this occurs she tells the guy that she is with me and that it is over with him.

So the first couple times we had sex we were safe. After that we decided it was ok to do without. This is prior to getting the test results back but after she was concerned there was a problem! So now I'm questioning who it is I'm married to.

I can't sleep and every time she touches me I feel betrayed. I know I will have to confront her at some point but right now I just can't get the nerve to talk to her about it. I'm wondering if she's been sleeping around with someone else and what all she may have exposed me to.

An actual confession:

I'm married with 2 kids, perfect family life, bar my wife is pretty much frigid compared to me. So I fuck around a lot. I pretend I'm taking extra hours at work, but in reality for the last year or so I have been fucking an old co-worker pretty much every chance I get. In the 10 years I have been in this relationship, I am probably bordering on having had 20-25 other women, some just one night, a few a lot longer.

My realisation is that this is a lot more common than I ever anticipated. Most of the women I have fucked have been in a relationship, but after some flirting and a straight up question of "fancy having a fuck sometime" they loved it. Not to say I'm successful all the time, I have been shot down more often than not.

I guess my advice is either find someone sexually compatible to be with, or be ready to cheat your arse off. And if you choose to cheat, ask lots of women, you will be REALLY surprised who will actually go for it. Her best friend has gone home from a party full of my cum twice now, and really seemed to get off on the betrayal.

Oh, and I would give it at least a 50% chance one of your parents was a cheating bastard like me.

I confess I let my ex husband trade me to a horny old man in exchange for his younger prettier daughter ~
I barely remember leaving the bar where we spent the night celebrating his new job.. just flashes of driving home. But I do remember being confused about why I was in the back seat of our car with a very old man. Glaring at the front seat, where I normally sat, was a thin, young blond girl. (Later finding out she was only 19). The cold air woke me up some as I walked towards our front door with my arm being held tight by the old man. Looking ahead I see my husband guiding the blonde through our front door and straight to the couch where he proceeded to ask how he could make her comfortable. We all four ended up in our living room where I was ordered to serve drinks that I was unable to have. He made it clear he wanted me awake the rest of the night. After watching him through a few drinks and some conversation, it was obvious my husband had made an agreement to swap me with that young blonde that he was pampering.
When it dawned on me what was happening I immediately looked to my right to see the obese old man grinning. He sat in a flannel plaid shirt that barely covered his beer belly and sweat pouring off him like a waterfall. He stripped nude and giggled as he told me the years of ideas he had built up for me, being the limitless toy my husband told him I was. I called out for my husband but he ignored my pleas as the old man held me down and forcefully ripped my clothes off. Before I could fully comprehend what was happening by hands were cuffed together around the foot of the couch. He left me their shivering as he made a trip to the car and bathroom. I was left to see my husband already undressing his toy gently as he kissed her slowly down her perfectly tight body and perky boobs. The butterflies in my stomach went crazy and I began to feel nauseous with jealousy and the betrayal of him breaking our rule about agreeing to just such events. I began to cry which prompted my husband to look up with a proud grin and say “Aren’t you happy I am getting what I deserve? Aren’t you excited to see my cock the hardest and happier that you can make it?” Then he stood and removed his clothes to reveal his throbbing, rock hard cock. I drooled with my mouth open at the sight then smiled through my tears as I remembered that his pleasure was more important than my needs or feelings. I could hear the girl begin to giggle and that was his cue to lay back down with her. I was so entranced watching the pleasure on his face I didn’t realize the old man was back in the room.
I had never seen an uglier sight as that man naked. He was setting down a small black suitcase to uncuff me from the couch. He ordered me to crawl to the dining room that was in direct view of the living room. I soon found myself tied to chair legs, stretched and on all 4’s decorated with a dog collar, leash and ass plug tail inserted abruptly. My instinct was to struggle but my training told me to be still and wait for instructions. I shook with anxiety as I waited to see the next tool we would be pulling from his suitcase. I wasn’t surprised to see a ball gag and whip. I glanced at Rick to see if he even noticed what was going on or if he was going to intervene because he had never let another man abuse me in BDSM fashion. Up until now I had only been ordered to give blow jobs to a few of his friends. To my disappointment he was totally hypnotized by his sexy girl…. still kissing and rubbing like teenagers.
My concentration was broke by the crack of the old man’s whip on my bare ass. I howled out loud as i felt the pain travel down my legs. (Once again I looked to Rick and he hadn’t even flinched). “You are my dog to train for the night” the old man demanded. “No talking, no walking up-right and obey without hesitation or you will be whipped”. I looked up at him with my tear filled eyes and nodded agreeingly. He nodded back and sat in a chair facing my side and began to train his new dog. I am thankful that night was started with heavy drinking and remember only flashes and pieces of it. For what seemed like hours he sat in that chair and ordered me like a dog to sit, beg, bark and hump a pile of pillows while he stroked his old, wrinkled cock that was hiding under his belly, laughing. I remember towards the end of the training, my body was red with shame and my pussy embarrassingly wet when he had me turn around and I could finally get a glimpse of Rick. It was the exact moment he came in her with the most exhilarating look of relief and pleasure I have ever seen him have. I got lost in watching his pleasure but soon snapped out of it with a slap to my face. I hadn’t noticed the old man standing in front of me taking off my ball gag. “You should be trained enough to untie” he boasted as he freed my limbs. He told me to sit on my feet, paws up and begging like a dog. He proceeded to tie my tits individually from base to nipple with a thin wire as he explained dogs need long udders and mine were ruined anyway. After the last pull to tighten the rope he shoved his wrinkled cock in my mouth while using my hair as handles to push. As he fucked my face I could hear Rick and the girl getting dressed and giggling over drinks in the other room. Before I knew it he was pulling his cock out and walking behind me. He grabbed my leash and said “bark the whole time I fuck you or you will get beat”. That statement woke me up with flurries of shame and embarrassment knowing they could hear me. Pulling my collar tight he rammed his cock in relentlessly. I was focused on bracing myself to stay up when I realized simultaneously with a streak of pain on my back from the whip that I forgot to bark. Still squealing from pain I started reluctantly to bark with the second thrust like a hurt poodle. “Good dog” he moaned and pumped faster as he pulled my collar tight. I was gasping for air and still trying to bark when they walked in the kitchen to get a look. I thought I was about to pass out when his body finally dropped on top of me in what felt like seizures. I was unable to move at all but could hear Rick demanding I get up and bring him and our guests more beer. Even with everything going on, I was completely frozen with thoughts that a stranger just came in my pussy without protection. That old man finally rolled off of me and said “keep the collar on and bring our beers to the living room dog.” I replied with a bark and crawled to the refrigerator to drag a 6-pak with my teeth. I knew stanking would get me whipped and I think I had enough of that especially with the already burning pain from my still tied tits. I was hoping this would be the last chore of the night and they would be going home soon after.
I finally got everyone served and sitting submissively waiting for everyone to finish their chats and beers when the conversation and glares turned to me. I was visually scared and shaking as Rick explained that he had to promise me to the old man the whole night for his “special needs” & abuse in exchange for conventional sex with the blonde slut. Rick handed the girl a pretty satin nighty and told her to get comfortable and get in our bed. After she left the room he told me to lay on our coffee table, tits up. He proceeded to tie my hands and feet to the legs of the table. The fear was so great that I had my eyes closed and wanted to run.. to denounce my cuckquean title and just hide. He kicked the table hard, pulled his cock out of his pants and in his sweetest voice he said “Look at this hard cock and know how well you are pleasing me”. I replied with a simple smile and opened my eyes. He finished to say with an evil smirk “It seems ‘ol boy has a thing for paralyzed and passed out chicks, so you won’t remember much”. I immediately started to struggle with the ropes as I thought “how is he going to get me passed out”? They both laughed knowing I wasn’t going anywhere. Rick sat down on the couch watching and stroking as the old man pulled a special pill out of his pocket and before I knew it had it pushed down my throat. As I got dizzy I remember thinking at least he’s not choking me and Rick is hard looking at me.
I was awake but blurry and I became almost paralyzed. The girl walked back in the room and plopped back down on the couch next to Rick. She took over stroking his cock and remarked how she will never be an old used whore like me. The next thing I remember they were laughing and doing lines of coke off my belly then, Rick told her it was time to go to bed and leave the old man to his business. I couldn’t move to see but, I know he was leading her to our comfortable huge bed while I was strapped to a wooden table. I blacked out over and over but woke sharply to each crack of the old mans whip on my body… to vague visions of him on top of me pounding away… his huge ass cheeks smothering my face… to flashes of him grunting as he gave my tits lashings with his whip…. then to blackness.
The sun rose and I found myself still tied to the table. My tits were unbound but purple with rope marks and burns. I felt welts and pain all over my body from the thin whip he fancies and burning in my ass and pussy from an apparent long night of fucking. The ball gag was back in my mouth and could see the old man still naked sleeping on the couch next to me. I prayed Rick would wake up first telling me it was all over. I did not get that lucky. Soon he woke already grabbing his cock and staring at me. I was so sober and awake I knew I would remember and feel every disgusting touch of him and there was nothing I could do. I mumbled “the night’s over” through my gag and he replied “He said the whole night and the nights not over until he wakes up and gives back my girl”. He tied his sweaty stinky t-shirt around my mouth over the gag to muffle any possible sounds. To my surprise I saw him adjusting and turning on a video camera that I’m assuming was on all night. He came back to me and straddled the table over my face. He began to rub from his ass to his cock on my face, holding my hair and grinding. I started gasping for air and struggling when he mumbled through a sinister laugh “Don’t worry dog it won’t take long for the blue pill to kick in”. I felt the weight of his huge body lift off some minutes later with me now waiting for his next move. I felt his huge hands grap each tit like handles as he pushed his cock in to my ass. Within minutes I was covered in his sweat and mine from the pain and humiliation. The weight of his whole body thrusted his cock into me with each stroke as he was bending over squeezing and biting my tits. Without notice he pulled his cock out and rammed it in my pussy. Thrusting and shaking over me then falling and crushing me as he caught his breath from cumming. I began to cry as I waited for him to remove his smelly body from me. He whispered in my ear “That’s the 4th load of my sperm locked in your cunt tonight” before getting up and standing in front of my open legs.
He looked down our hall and chuckled “I guess he would rather be with her than save you”. I couldn’t speak or move, I was helpless as he stared at me like meat. I was shocked my husband would let a stranger have control of me and my body fully. I knew he wasn’t done when he could hear Rick fucking his girl in the other room, too busy to notice. He stood closer between my spread legs and for the first time I felt warm piss covering my body and face, a feeling only second the the cruel laugh he maintained as he showered me. Laying in the most physically degrading state of my life he tells me he’s done and leaving and that Rick can keep the girl the rest of the day. I watched him dress quickly leaving me helpless and dripping with his cum and piss. All I had left to do was wait for Rick to get bored and come out and rescue me.
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Finding Daddy in a Good Girl

Hello, Everyone,

From the first person, so a lot of I me my... Am working through a painful D/s breakup and was hoping this would help others, so you're the I me my.

After the blind-siding end of a second long-term DD/lg relationship-- the first a 10-year marriage (not surprising), the last a 10-month 24/7 LDR (breathtakingly surprising. Does 10 months count as long-term?)-- and finding once again that I was moaning about passive-aggressive, narcissistic pussies who THINK they're Daddy Doms but are really submissive cowards, I made myself very quiet and asked myself exactly what I thought a good Daddy was.

As a result, instead of moaning some more, crying into my pillow, or sending him a bajillion texts asking him why he was being such a cunt and letting him talk me back into the relationship (or, rather, manipulate me into talking myself back into the relationship), I went out on a tear (thank God for New Orleans), sloshed home to create a FetLife account, joined some relevant groups, contacted a couple of local people who seemed like they knew their way around the scene, and read myself back into soberville for almost 24 hours straight. And then, I started a list of the qualities I thought were essential in a Daddy Dom.

The list of words became fairly lengthy, so I started a taxonomy and they ended up fitting into groups of three. I'm sure the information architect in me (yes, I'm a geek, shut up.) will further categorize these groups, but it just began to seem... I don't know, lyrical. And then, the word, "compassionate" started resonating. First, my eyes were drawn again and again to that 13-letter composition, and then the sound of its 4 syllables echoed fluidly in my head like water moving, and finally that reciprocal beating of the rhythm of the word with my heart that happens when my body's trying to tell me something began.

It occurred to me that it might be the little girl in me that was trying to soften toward him again after he betrayed my trust for the 4th time in as many months. But no, that softening wasn't happening this time (and still isn't, thank you very much). While thinking about this, the question, "What exactly is a Good Girl?" started whispering, and a new list began. And, guess what?

The lists are virtually identical.

To an independent, perceptive, dominant woman in all other aspects of life, this shouldn't have been the epiphany that it was. How could a woman who prides herself on her unerring spidey sense and strength of character be suckered in by not one, but two men of low character who manipulated the very D/s abandon that led her to them initially?

And that's when I realized that compassion wasn't supposed to be reserved solely for others. Unless you consider the little girl inside of a strong woman to be other. And, I don't anymore. That little girl, I, deserve(s) the same compassion, forgiveness and understanding as Daddy does. A Good Girl requires a Daddy with a strength of character to match her own. Even if that requisite reciprocity comes from being her own Daddy while she searches for the man who truly deserves and appreciates her considerable love, power and control.

So, sit tight, little girl. You've got everything you need in the interim.

Here are the lists, if you're interested:

Daddy Is (1) The Law Of Threes:
https://fetlife.com/users/1864710/posts/1228667]

A Good Girl Is (1) The Law Of Threes:
https://fetlife.com/users/1864710/posts/1229514]

XOXOX,
Rain

I confess i really need a woman to start a relationship up with behind my wifes back. This relationship will be about nothing but dirty fun and completely disrespecting and betraying my wife's trust in me. I need a woman who will be mean to my wife make fun of her help spread her pics without her knowledge or consent and basically think of her as a worthless piece of shit. if this sounds like something you'd do then please reply to this post and i will contact you. thank you

People often ask me why I have such a cynical perspective on love, and all I can think is 'Look at all the examples I've been given and tell me how I can find hope in the matter at all?'. We live in a world where love is second-rate, or coerced out of people, not genuinely felt by the heart. We betray the ones closest to us with secretive conversations, breaking the hearts we promised to shield from the brunt of the world. We care more about finding our sliver of happiness than sparing a moment of kindness to those who deserve it without hesitation.
How can I possibly NOT be pessimistic about love? We treat it like leprosy, where being truly affected by it is worse than any imaginable curse.

This is a CONSENSUAL non consent story. Both parties consented to what really happened.

She responded to a post of mine, looking for a woman for some CNC. We chatted for a few days and then we made up to meet in a public park. She wasn’t happy with how vanilla her SO was and she said that she NEEDED to be taken by force. I told her that when we meet, she shouldn’t be wearing any underwear or a bra.

As soon as we meet, she followed me to my van, yes my van. I am a vanlifer and live in my van.
We drove to a park overlooking the river, and spoke for a short amount of time to ensure that she was consenting to this and wanted me to go further. In the meantime, I put leather cuffs on her wrists and slipped her dress off of her shoulder so I could begin to play with her perfectly sized tits. She begged me to take her into the back of the van and have my way with her, soo

I dragged her by her hair into the back of the van, had her get on her knees and start sucking my cock. She is an enthusiastic cocksucker but we weren’t there to be gentle, so i grabbed her by the side of her head and began to roughly face fuck her. She was gagging on my cock, barely keeping herself from puking but it was plain to see that she was enjoying it and I definitely enjoyed looking down, seeing the look in her eyes and hearing the sounds of her going down on me.
I dragged her up on the bed, and started to spread her legs. She resisted, so i forced her legs apart, and began to finger her wet pussy. I whispered into her ears that her wetness was betraying her true feelings. I managed to get 3 fingers in her pussy and a forth finger up her ass before she begged for permission to cum.

I dragged her into a seated position and added a chest harness so that my rope was squeezing her beautiful tits, making them stick out and “call” to be sucked on and bitten by me.
We spent about two hours with me alternating between abusing her tits and abusing her other holes before it was times to cleanup and take her home.

This entire time, we could hear other visitors to the park, arriving and getting out of their cars and I repeatedly had to cover her mouth so we wouldn’t be discovered. I had found a great slut to play with.

Her name is Jerry, fucked her like slut. Her pussy smells realllyy nice and she now she is fucking someone else. She betrayed me.

I am 41, have never been married, and my sex life kind a went to shit after I hit 35, so, occasionally I end up here.

This is my confession, it aint much, but it took me some courage to do this.

After I hit 35, my sex life died in a way. I was never beautiful, nor hot, but I did attract men, with no problem. Now, the men that want me are questionable, to say the least, and I am spending my time mostly alone. I have had a few flings, and one night stands, but regretted it every single time. I had a long term relationship which I threw away, over a stupidity, and now I am regretting it.

It may sound stupid, but I was with him for 7 years, and when the time came to talk about marriage, I realized that I had only two orgasms with him, for all that time. Going back, I was unsatisfied in two other relationships I had prior to him, in a similar way.

Then, it dawned on me - my first boyfriend ruined me.

We were seniors in hs, and he had prior been with this girl, everyone envied. When he showed interest in me, I was over the moon. We proceeded having a year long relationship, in which, he was more than dominant, sexually. Now, when I think of it, it is strange for someone who is 19, to have such confidence, and such kinks. He was my first, so I didnt second guess it, but I was cumming hard, when he choked me, slapped me around, called me names, he would even cum in my glass of water, and make me drink it during breakfast...

After we broke up, and I met my next bf, I realized how insane our thing was, and I was angry, felt betrayed and disgusted by myself, for letting someone treat me that way.

But, him, the next guy, and my not destined future husband, all were so gentle, and vanilla, and respectful to me. Yet, they didnt make me cum.

So he broke me. Made sex for me, being, degrading and hurtful, as the only way I could get off, but on the other side, I do not want to feel the way I felt with him, but I want the orgasms he gave me.

So, I am nowhere.

( part one can be found here https://www.wihood.com/boards/member/Chromenhawk/recent ))

Terror Weekend ( Part 2 - The Return )

Your breath was coming in short pants. You don't know how long it has been. Your rib cage is aching. You are scared. You read somewhere that if a person is actually hung by their wrists long enough the lungs collapse.

Your whole body is aching from shivering. Being naked is getting to you. The fucker has you hurting so bad and has barely even hit you. Just the environment is giving the beating.

The bleeding has stopped on your right foot. You almost had the knife. But it cut between your toes and when you flinched you knocked the knife over.

Then you hear the muffled sound of an engine approaching and stop. A car door open and close.
OMG ... he is back ... oh fucking thank god!

The door rattles and he walks in. His shirt in his hand a bag dangling from his fist. The mask still on.
He looks at the knife knocked over and you can sense his smile.
He looks at you and sees the look of relief on your face. That you are HAPPY he is back.

And the shivering stops. Replaced by a cold anger and focus. No way. No way is that smirking bastard going to get pleasure from your relief at his being there.

He walks up t you and runs his hand up your thigh, over your hip, and along your side to your left breast. You glare at him willing the thought "I am going to cut your balls off and fry them" into his head.

He smirks more and grabs the nipple and TWISTS HARD ... and keeps twisting harder and harder until your eyes close in tears and you moan out in agony.
Then he lets the nipple go and you are gasping and heaving again.
you feel his hand between you legs running the slit once, twice. Then open your eyes him licking his fingers.

You try to glare back again willing him to hear "So what. I am wet. My body betrays me, but you WON'T get the satisfaction of my mind."
You know this game. Maybe not this intense .. but you know it.

He walks behind you and you hear a thud. He probably threw the bag on the table.

Then you hear a whir and feel a strong wind on your backside. Cold freezing. The bastard turned the fan on. A little dragging as you are cussing him out and a click an hum and the air on your back suddenly becomes warm. Soothing warm.

You feel him behind you, blocking parts of that oh so wonderfully warm wind, and your feet are pulled together. And something is being wrapped around the ankles. Looking down yuo see it is vinyl tape.

His mouth is on your ass then. kissing, licking the sweat. A nip and a bite. The moan escapes your mouth through the gag. So soft and sensual. So much like the fuckhead is worshiping your ass. But the softness with the warmth feels so good.

And then his mouth is gone and you feel the full strength of the warm air. Drying his saliva on your ass.
Almost drying the fluid between your tied together legs. The leaking you had from that soft sweet mouth on your ass.
You let your head drop and shake it. NO!
No letting him think you like it in your mind.

A click and your hands get yanked up a bit, the agony of stretching , but then the clink clink of the metal and you fel your body getting lowered.

Not sure if you are relieved or not. He is ready to use you. But GOD! The relief of the chains and being stretched out after all those hours he was gone.

You body pools to the floor and you sob. And the fan is changed again so it is blowing over your whole body.
You relax into it but mind tense for the assault to come.

You hear the clatter of a chair and a little rustle.
And again the screech ... the damn screeching.

You look back. He is sitting there, sharpening the most wicked knife you have ever seen. Just sharpening. Barely paying attention to you.
Next to him is a big fan blowing air through a space heater.
All he did was protect the health of his fucktoy. Broken toys don't give blowjobs ... you hear that once.
He s just sitting there and the screech of the whetstone on the knife is driving you nuts.

And you remember the OTHER knife. The one he threw down earlier that cut your foot.
You relax. Let the warm air work into your muscles. Wait for him to get into his routine. You will teach him not to think.

Carefully you shift your body. AS if trying to get comfortable. To let the hot air from the fan get to other cold parts.

You wait.
You let your body stop trembling. Although it is aching.
YOu lay your head on your arm as if you are sleeping. And you so want to. But you pay attention. He runs his thumb along the edge of the blade and then starts to dig through a tool box for something.

And you reach out carefully and quietly for that knife. The one he forgot about. Fingertips touching the hilt. Ready ... for

Suddenly you feel yourself pinned to the ground. His whole body against yours.
Your cheek being ground into the wood floor. His breath on the back of your neck.

"I so wish you had gotten to it. It would have been more fun. But I won't let you win by not trying hard enough."

You feel him squirming on your back and then feel his pants sliding down. As he hold your face to the floor by the back of the neck.
His knee pins the small of your back and you feel a sharpness descend down your calf as he cuts through the bindings of your ankle bonds.

As soon as they are free you start to kick. and start to reach even harder for that knife. Just so close to your fingers. He PINNED you ... The fool didn't knock that knife away!

Suddenly he slams your face into the floor HARD ... and your eye and forehead hurt where he slammed it.
He slams AGAIN and AGAIN.
And you know you are about to pass out.

Your body feels flipped. Your legs shoved apart and you look up ... the darkness fading.

Just as you feel him enter you.
You try to scream ... and you realize you are screaming at YOUR body.
Because when he slid in? He had no problem. You were so wet, it just went right in.

His left hand wraps around your throat and you can feel him squeezing. Your breath catches. Your hands pushed above your head.
You knees, sliding along his hips with each thrust.
Your betrayer feet, on his ass. Not just held out unwillingly but on his fucking ass, pulling him in.

No breath, no gasp, mother fucker holding your arms above your head and chewing on your tits.
fingertips brushing the edge of that sweet knife you almost got ... sweet enough if you could just grab it and plunge it in his back.

And your hips tremble, your thighs quiver, your vision dwindles down to a pint from the lack of oxygen ... he is about to shoot ... you can tell ... if only ... the knife ...

And you feel warmth in your pussy ... a lurch, a growl, a grunt and ... the whole splash and you know ... not even a condom ...
and you cum with him ... in an explosive cum ...

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BLACKOUT

She greets me at the door as I arrive home from work. She is excited, I've no idea why. She is wearing a huge black t-shirt, that comes half-way down her thigh. I frown, confused.

I notice her mascara is a little smudged and her eyes are pink. She grabs my shirt and pulls me in for a kiss. I can taste gin.

She breaks off and smiles.

"I have a surprise," she tells me.

I'm lead to the bedroom, and immediately pushed down onto the bed. She climbs on top of me and starts frantically kissing me.

As my cock swells, I barely notice the rope tightening around my left wrist. I break off and look up at the restraint, just as she begins to fasten the other arm. We look at each other and laugh.

She climbs off the bed and starts to unbuckle my belt. My trousers are quickly torn away, followed by my underwear. She takes my now bulging cock in her hand and motions her face down like she is about suck it dry. Instead, she stops herself and, looking up towards me, gives it a gentle teasing kiss.

She giggles.

For the first time I notice there are more restraints at the foot of the bed. She starts securing my ankles. I grimace a little not expecting quite how tight she ties them.

"Are you ready for your surprise?" she asks.

"There's more?" I think to myself, as I nod slowly and silently.

She smiles and leaves the room.

When she returns she is not alone. Her friend is tall and blonde, wearing a tight white dress. I move my legs together in some vain hope that doing so might cover me.

"Don't be shy baby," she says as she walks up to the head of the bed.

Her mouth finds mine. As we're kissing I notice she is slipping pink panties out from under the t-shirt. Suddenly, without any warning, she bites my lip, hard. The taste of blood fills my mouth. Before I can make any protest she stuffs her panties deep into my mouth. From under a pillow she quickly pulls some duct tape and my lips are sealed. I pull against the restraints in anger, but I'm quickly distracted.

I look down and see my wife's friend holding my cock.

"I thought you were exaggerating," she says laughing. My wife laughs too.

"What the fuck did that mean!" I think to myself.

She starts sucking. The intensity is like nothing I've ever experienced.

"Good, isn't she baby?" my wife says as she slips her hand up inside the giant t-shirt.

I don't know what I'm feeling right now. Is it anger? Fear? Exhilaration?

My wife was right, though, her friend is good. Too good. I can't cope with much more of this. Her lips are gripping so tightly it hurts. I'm going to cum.

She stops suddenly, and wagging a finger, says, "No, no, no. You don't cum."

She stands up from the bed and walks over to the chair on the other side of the room.

"Shall we show him our movie?" she asks with a sinister smile.

I look over at my wife. I have never seen her, or anyone, so aroused. She looks like she is in some kind of trance. Her eyes are wide, her breathing is deep and slow. She nods.

Her friend beckons her, and she quickly moves over and sits down on her lap. They start to kiss. For five minutes they continue kissing and caressing, ignoring me completely. They break off at regular intervals to whisper into each others ears. Every whisper is met with laughter.

This is too fucked up. I've had enough. I pull hard against the ropes but doing so just makes them tighten around my wrists and ankles. The pain is excruciating.

Both women look over and laugh. I scream through my gag, but their laughter just intensifies.

All the while my cock is betraying me, as it bulges and leaks precum.

They quickly go back to their kissing. Without breaking off the friend points a remote control at the television and it comes to life.

The screen stays black for a few seconds, and then my wife appears. It is daytime. She is sat in the passenger seat of a car, dressed in a low-cut silvery grey dress with black tights. Her makeup is much thicker than I'm used to seeing on her. She smiles at the camera.

"Say 'hello' to hubby," her friend says from behind the camera.

"Hello hubby," she says laughing and waving.

"Now tell him what we're doing today."

"OK, today we're going hunting."

"For?"

"We're going hunting for cock."

"What kind of cock?"

"Big cock."

"Not just cock though right?"

"No, not just cock."

"What else?"

Before my wife can answer the screen goes black. When the video resumes her friend is on screen, wearing the same white dress she is in right now. It suddenly dawns on me that this was filmed today. Maybe just a few hours ago.

She is holding the camera up filming herself. She explains that they've found a building site. She says they've met a man called Greg. She says that Greg has agreed to let my wife suck his cock.

The video cuts to my wife on her knees gagging as this man, this stranger, thrusts his cock into her throat.

I scream through my gag, I fight with my restraints. The pain is still too much. I turn my head away from the screen, close my eyes and try with all my might to block out the noise of my wife having her face fucked.

Without any warning, a sharp explosion of pain shoots through from the tip of my cock. I look down. Her friend has put some kind of clip on me.

I scream and scream. I try to push the panties out with my tongue, but it's no use. Suddenly the clamp is released.

Her friend stands over me holding it in her hand.

"You want it back on?" she asks, sternly.

I shake my head furiously, causing beads of sweat to fly in all directions.

"Then watch our movie!"

Greg pulls his cock out of her mouth, and starts stroking it frantically. Just as I think he's about witness a stranger cum in my wife's pretty face, the screen goes black.

The movie resumes in a park. Her friend is slowly panning the camera around commentating on the most mundane of observations.

"We're just in the park now," she starts, "having a nice little stroll."

"Look, there's a tree.
Oh and a pretty little bench.
Couple of dog walkers.
Another tree."

The camera continues to motion around. I think I know what is coming. Any moment I am expecting to see my wife out in the open sucking another stranger's cock.

But I am wrong.

"And look," her friend says, "there's your wife, surrounded by four strapping young lads."

There are four of them!

Her friend walks over towards the group.

"Having fun lads," she asks as she approaches. One of them reaches down and grabs my wife's tit.

"Make sure you're rough with her. She likes it rough. Don't you slut?"

My wife pulls the cock she's sucking out of her mouth, and answers, "Fuck yeah," as she slaps it hard across her own face.

The film stays in the park for another couple of minutes as she works the circle of four cocks.

"Where do you want them to cum?" the friend asks.

She looks at the camera and smiles. Just as she is about to answer the screen once again turns black.

Next they're in the back of a car parked outside a supermarket.

"Don't film my face," the man in the car with them says, as he holds up his hands to hide himself.

"What's your name?" the friend asks.

"Doug," he replies.

"How old are you Doug?"

"61"

"Nice. Get your cock out then."

He pulls it free, my wife pounces. The camera shifts focus to my wife's hand, that is creeping up her dress. She's wearing no underwear.

The next scene shows my wife driving the car along the motorway. Her left tit is out on display.

"Which cock is your favourite so far?" her friend asks.

"Hmm," my wife replies, "that's a tricky one. Probably one of the young lads."

"Have any of the cocks today been as small as hubby's?"

She just laughs. And then holds up her pinky, as the screen fades to black.

Someone else is holding the camera now. Both women are stood in an expensive looking kitchen. The friend towers over my wife as they kiss, passionately.

The scene changes quickly again. On screen now is a huge mountain of a man. A wall of muscle. He wears blue jeans and a plain black t-shirt.

"Will you let her suck your cock?" the friend asks.

"No," he replies, "I want to fuck her."

"You want to fuck her?"

"Yes."

She turns the camera onto herself, and asks "What do you think? Should we let him fuck her?"

I hear my wife laugh hysterically in the background.

"I'll flip a coin. Heads you get to fuck her."

The coin hits the floor on the far side of the kitchen. The camera moves quickly towards it.

I shouldn't have expected any different, but my heart sinks as the queen's head appears on the screen.

The man wastes no time. He marches towards my wife and somehow tears her dress clean off. It comes away in two almost perfect halves. He then bend her over the kitchen counter and starts pounding.

"Fuck!" my wife screams, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

The camera moves underneath them giving me a perfect view of this monstrosity of a cock filling my wife's tight cunt.

He drives into her like this for twenty minutes or more. All the while she screams "fuck", "yes" and "shit" on an endless loop.

The camera shifts to my wife's face. Black mascara streaks down her bright pink flesh.

"So fucking good," she says looking into the camera.

The screen goes black.

The movie returns to its beginning, in the car.

"Not just cock though right?" I hear the friend ask again.

"No, not just cock."

"What else?"

"Cum" my wife answers, "lots of thick creamy cum."

The Greg scene returnd. He wanks his cock as before but this time I see it explode and cover my wife's face with sticky cum.

Next it's back to the park.

"Where do you want them to cum?" the friend asks.

"All over my face."

One after the other they do just that. Each loads seems thicker than its predecessor. Its everywhere: her mouth, her chin, her forehead, her hair.

The supermarket carpark follows. The old man grunts and her mouth starts filling. She sits up back up and shows the camera his load sitting neatly on her tongue.

"Don't swallow," her friend tells her.

It flicks back, to the muscle mountain. The camera is on my wife's face, as he fucks her harder and harder.

"Do you want him to cum inside you?" the friend asks.

"Yes," my wife sobs, "fuck yes."

The friend moves back underneath them and the mountain starts fucking her even harder. She screams.

"Go on you dirty bastard," the friend says, "give that pussy its cream."

He starts to grunt. His pace slows. He makes six deep thrusts and it's all over.

"Oh, fuck," I can here my wife panting quietly to herself over and over, '"oh fuck, oh fuck."

He takes a step back and the spunk oozes out of her.

The screen fades to black. In red letters the words "The End" appear. I breath a sigh of relief and close my eyes.

Suddenly I hear my wife speaking on the TV. I look up it. She is now almost exactly how I found her when I came home. She wears the black t-shirt, her eyes are pink.

"There's one more thing to show you," she says.

The movie returns once again to the building site. She is on her knees with Greg's cum spread across her face. Her friend throws something pink towards her.

She takes the object and starts wiping her face clean. My heart sinks to new depths, as I realise it's her panties.

In the park she does the exact same again.

Then I see her spit the old man's cum out onto them.

Finally, back in the mountain's kitchen, her friend stuffs them deep inside her cunt.

"We'll leave them there for him," she says.

My wife comes towards me. She kisses me lightly on the forehead.

"They taste so good don't they baby."

I am a 23yo MWF Im 5'4 100# long golden blonde hair (natural) with blue eyes. My measurements are 34B-24-34. I was at a party with my husband and he introduced me to a guy he knew who suggested that I might be interested in doing some commercial modeling. He gave me his card and said to call if I was interested. I have a very good figure and I take care keeping myself in shape by working out 4 or 5 times a week. Needless to say I was really flattered that he would say I was modeling material. Later on the night my husband and I were having sex and he said I should really look into doing the modeling. I was out of work and we could certainly use the extra income. I told him I would give his friend a call in the morning.

The next morning after my husband had left for work I got the business card out of my purse and called my husbands friend. Carl answered the phone and we got into the discussion of me coming in to do some sort of screen test photo shoot. It just so happened that he had an opening that morning and if I was free he could get me in today. I had nothing to do that day so I said sure. Carl gave me the address which was in an office complex in the San Fernando Valley area. I got off the phone and took a shower and drove to the address Carl had given me and got there exactly on time. Carl met me outside and had me follow him into this plain looking office building. We walked down the hall and went into his office suite. He had a receptionist there, a cute Asian girl about 20yrs old who was very sweet and polite. Carl left me in the waiting room and went back into his office. I sat in the waiting area for about 10 mins before the door opened and out came this beautiful black girl who looked a little shaken or nervous. I don't know which but Carl came out behind her and said we would be in touch. The girl quickly left the office without even looking up at me.

Carl extended his hand to me and said Jennifer come on in. I looked at the Asian girl and smiled and she said good luck! I smiled and said thank you and walked into Carl's office. Carl is a tall taned guy who is ruggedly good looking about 6'1 big chest and shoulders. He looks like he would have played football in his younger years. Carl was about 40 years old. I looked around Carl's office and he had all these photos of beautiful girls who were obvious models. Some were clothed while some were not. I got to thinking what type of modeling did Carl have in mind for me? The office had a black leather couch on one wall opposite Carl's desk. On the desk was a mini tripod with a video camera mounted on it as well as another camera on another tripod in the corner.

I sat on the couch and Carl began asking me questions about modeling and what I would like to do. Then he asked me about how I felt about nudity. I told him I was comfortable in my own skin and didn't have a problem with it. Carl told me that I could make anywhere from $1000 to $5000 a day if I was truly interested in commercial modeling. I told him I'd do it if I could make that much. He then said that he needed to take pictures of me and do a short video. I told him fine and Cal began taking photos of me. He told me to stand and do some poses and I followed his lead. I was wearing a short black skirt with a white top that was sheer and see through. I had on black heels to match. I was really getting into the modeling when carl said ok now take off your shirt. I stopped and looked at him and asked do I need to? And he said yes . I thought about it and decided teh money was worth it. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt and took it off and put it on the desk. Now the skirt he said. I took it off as well. I was now standing in this mans office in my bra and panties feeling all vulnerable. He took some more photos of me bending over then he told to sit on the couch and lift my legs up over my head and spread my legs . I was not expecting this but i did what he said. They he pressed further and said for me to remove my bra and panties. I told him I had never been naked in front of any other man besides my husband. My husband and I met in high school when i was 15 and I was a virgin. We got married 2 years ago and I had never been with any other man besides him. Carl smiled and said I understand. He then asked me again to take them off. I hesitated then said what the heck and I stood up and turned arounf then took them off. I stood with my back to carl so he could only see my ass. Then carl walked up to me and pushed me towards the couch. Kneel on the edge of the couch and rest your arms on the back he said. I did this and he said now raise your ass up. I did this as well all the while my heart was beating out of my chest. I heard a few clicks of the camera and then I looked over and Carl had turned on the video cam. Face the wall please he said. Now Carl's voice was a bit firmer. I did as he said then he came up behind me and asked me how I felt right now.
I feel scared I said. Why are you scared he asked? I don't know but I am. He said don't worry I won't hurt you. Then I heard his zipper come down and I was like oh no he's going to rape me! What are you going to do I asked? Don't worry Jen I'm not going to hurt you. It's all part of teh screen test he said. He then slid his hand between my legs and felt my smooth pussy. I had just shaved it smooth yesterday for my husband as he likes that young look. I couldn't believe another guy as touching my most private area. Then I felt his finger enter me. Mmmm he said nice and wet. I couldn't believe my body was betraying me. You like sex Jen? Yes I said. Good. I told him I had never had another man before. He laughed and said that my husband was a very lucky man. Then I felt his cock touch my pussy. I nearly jumped. Hold still he said and I felt his cock enter my pussy. I braced myself and bit my lower lip as I felt carl's hands on my hips and his cock pressed deeper in me. He was moving in and out really slowly. Carl squeezed my ass while he slid in and out of my pussy. I could feel his entire length slide in my pussy making me feel things I had only felt with my husband. Carl's cock was larger than my husbands adn I never knew such feelings as I was feeling at that moment. My mind wanted it to stop but my body said no keep going. I love my husband but my body was loving this new cock even more. Carl began fucking me faster and faster slamming his cock in and out. I couldn't hold back any longer and I started moaning and grunting and groaning with every thrust. I was giving in to my animal instincts. Oh yes fuck me fuck me harder I said. Was I crazy? Why was I acting like this? I was about to cum and I said I'm cumming and Carl fucked me harder as I came on his cock. My legs were shaking as I continued to experience one of the best orgasms I had ever experienced.

Carl pulled out of me and I turned around and immediately began sucking his slimy cock. His cock was all wet from my own pussy juice and cum. That's it baby suck my cock. You're a good little whore aren't you? He asked. I looked up at him while sucking his 8" cock in my mouth and nodded my head. You like sucking cock? Yes I nodded again. You want more? I again nodded yes. He took his cock out of my mouth and took my hand and led me to his desk and had me bend over on his desk. Carl then got behind me and spread my ass cheeks and rubbed some lube on my ass. I immediately know what was coming. I had only tried anal once before and my husband failed miserably. I told Carl I hadn't done this before. Carl said don't worry I'm going to fuck your asshole right.

Carl then positioned his cock at the entrance of my virgin asshole and pushed in slowly. I could feel my tight ass open and accept him. It was tight and then he pushed further into me. This is when it all began to hurt badly. The pain was intense. I asked him to wait and to stop but it was too late. Carl was now pounding my asshole with his massive cock. I began to cry and yelp with each thrust in my virgin ass. It was obvious that anyone in the waiting area could hear me as I was being fucked. Carl told me I had the tightest ass he had ever fucked and that included some younger girls he fucked before. I held onto the desk as he continued to fuck me. After a few mins the pain subsided and I was now liking this new found act. I began reaching back and spreading my cheeks trying to take more of his cock in me. Carl laughed and said your going to do great in this business. I said what business is that and he said Escort and Porn business! I couldn't believe it this was an audition to become an escort and work in porn. I let my head fall in shame as Carl emptied his load up my ass. When he pulled out I felt his load run out and down my legs. I lay there knowing I was just fucked by a stranger for the first time and I was shocked that I actually enjoyed it. I got dressed and went to leave and Carl asked me. So what do you think? I told him I would think about it.

So here I am thinking about it. It has been two weeks since the interview and I haven't said anything to my husband about it. What should I do. What do you think I should do?

Here's my confession. My wife was raped a couple year into our marriage. It was a single guy breaking and entering. We don't know if he knew anyone was home or not. But either way, when she came down stairs thinking it was me, he pounced. He threatened her life with a gun, which pretty much shut her up and kept her compliant. He had her take him to the bedroom where he forced himself on her. At that point she started to fight, thinking she was going to die anyway. He beat her pretty bad, and just flat over powered her.

When he was done, he threw her in the shower and told her if she turned off the water or came out he would kill her. I came home and found her there, curled up in a ball under freezing cold water. We still don't know how long she was in there, but we think it was around an hour or so before I came home. The shower ruined pretty much any chance we had at any sort of DNA match. They did the kit thing anyway, and never had any matches. She was, however, left with gonorrhea. Thank God it's curable. But, it did add to the physical and emotional struggle she had in the aftermath.

She sought out counseling afterward. Shortly after I joined her in counseling as we noticed it was impacted more than just her. It was nearly 2 years after before we even attempted sex again. She just wasn't ready before that, and I wasn't going to rush her. And, before you question whether I was faithful, let me tell you - I was. I love my wife, and would NEVER betray like that. I'm not saying cheating is the worst thing in the world, but cheating on your wife that was raped, that's pretty low.

Anyway, fast-forward to about 2.25 years post-incident: our current therapist is relocating, and recommends us to a new therapist. He's relatively new, but had personal or family connections to the therapist we were seeing, so we took the referral. By the time we were seeing him, the issues we were really still having at that point were sexual in nature. More-so hers. She was in a place where she was able to cope with what had happened, but our sex life had suffered tremendously. After a couple sessions he brashly recommend that she reenact the rape. I thought this sounded fucking insane, and quickly protested. She wasn't too keen on the idea either. But, by the next session she told me she wanted to give it a shot, and after much persuasion I finally gave in.

She set the ground rules. She didn't want to know exactly when it was going to happen, but she stated what could and could happen. As well as things that should and shouldn't happen. She wanted it as close to the event as she could. The more she described what she wanted, the more turned off to this whole idea I became.

But, after about another week I decided to just go for it. I worked myself up in my head, got myself in that mentality, told myself I was doing this for her - and set the stage. I had a relative watch our kids for the weekend, and I waited for the second night. I took off work, but told her I was going to work. When I doubled back an hour later and proceeded with the reenactment, it was on.

I'm normally a laid back, somewhat passive guy. But for some reason I just snapped into this crazy mind set. It was pretty brutal. Obviously my wife knew it was me (no face masks was one rule), but personality-wize she would not have known it was me. I got what I thought was way to rough. I pulled her hair, threw her down. Smacked her repeatedly, and even punched her in her stomach a few times. There were a few moments I considered stopping, and to be honest a few moments I almost threw up thinking about what I was doing. But I kept going. After I was able to subdue her I moved on to fucking And she did actually put up a crazy amount of fight. I had to work to keep her pinned down. When I started fucking her, I fucked her so hard and fast. It was so overwhelming for me I came way quicker than I thought I would. What normally takes me 20-25 minutes took me about 5 of serious hard pounding.

I came inside her, and she just melted. She wrapped her whole body around me, and held me so tight. I collapsed on top of her. She kept whispering "thank you. thank you. thank you." And started saying "I came. OK, just want you to know. Fuck I came." It was massively intense.

We didn't go back to the therapist for about a month. But when we finally decided to schedule a follow-up with him, we learned that he had been shut down, and was under investigation. Apparently, in the short time that this guy was a shrink, he had exploited several women. He utilized his position to get them to do things, or to identify easy targets for him to pressure into sexual favors. He ended up losing his license to practice, and ended up serving a couple years in jail. He got a pretty good plea bargain though.

Anyway, since then, my wife will ask me for this a few times a year. I used to hate the idea - before I tried it the first time. Now, I'm fucking hooked. I would never really rape someone. I know the emotional carnage that happens afterward. But a forced sex fantasy - one of the hottest things in the world. She wants to step it up now, and possibly try with a stranger or a close friend. She would prefer a close friend, but we don't know how to exactly approach that with anyone we know. She's also told me I should seek out another woman that has the same fantasy. She's told a few of her friends about what we do, to see if any bite on the bait. Unfortunately none have. But she said if any do, she would give me full permission to "let them see just how amazing that can be."

I don't want you all to think this is my way of exploiting my wife getting raped. Seriously, there was years of emotional damage to both of us. But, I will admit - our sex life has NEVER been better. Yes, I trully think we could have discovered forced sex fantasy without her getting raped, and probably be in the same position that we're in now. But this was our path. So, I guess I'll take it.

Anyone else lucky enough to have a wife or GF into forced sex fantasy? Or any guys actually do this? Like through Craigslist. I always see the ads.

I'm looking for a scene where the daughter is talking about a confession that she has been sleeping with her step dad for years and her mom doesn't suspect. The daughter asks the dad to sleep in his bed that he shares with her mom. He says that is the ultimate betrayal. They do it anyway. She is a brunette and is smoking hot. Its around 18-25 minutes long. PLEASE HELP!!!!!

i confess my fiancee just told me that she had a miscarriage in her prior relationship. im shocked and disgusted and feel betrayed. how could she do this to me? i now question whether or not i want to have children with her. does anyone here have similar experience?

I am an unfaithful wife, in an unhappy marriage.

I am married for 17 years, and my husband is a wimp. At one period of time, I even thought that he is gay. Our sex was never exciting, he was never an exciting person, I just settled. And no, he is not rich, didnt do it for the money.

And I always felt betrayed by my own life choices, and envious of my best friend. She is pretty, I am not, she is tall, I am not, she is hot, I am not. Her husband is a hunk, even past 40, mine looks like a granny.

I wanted him for myself, desperately made moves, which he deflected without any interest. Do not get me wrong, I am still a fairly good looking, compared to women around me, but not compared to her.

So, I started cheating, with men I didnt find that attractive. It started off "inocent", with snogging and light pettings, and over the course of years, it turned into full on cheating, with sex. I gave up my anal virginity to a college guy, in his early 20s. I have slept with 28 different guys, over the course of 12 years. And every single time, I was imagining it was him on top of me.

My husband found out about one of them, and he was pissed, but it passed him after a few days. He only told me with disgust, that he is not kissing me any more. And we didnt have sex since (more than 5 years).

I am lost, and I feel worthelss.

The old “cuckhold arousal reaction” versus the “anger/betrayal response”

Saw my little sister giving my bf head a few days ago and cannot figure out how I feel. At first I felt betrayed. Then I felt it was my fault for not doing it for him earlier when he wanted me to.

Cruising for fun.

This last spring I went on a cruise through the eastern Caribbean. It was nice to get away for a while and forget about working.
Boarding the ship was rather uneventful, and I spent the first day learning my way around the ship, and finding the best places to relax.
We spent the first two days at sea, sailing from FT Lauderdale to St Kitts. Naturally, having two whole days at sea meant there was plenty of eye candy
playing about on the pool decks.

I loved watching all those young looking teen girls frolicking about in teeny two piece bikinis. eventually I had to retire to my cabin and relieve myself.
that night I got drunk, wandered around, and discovered that the top deck's spa did not close until midnight. As it was already 1 am, I had no chance tonight.
But I figured tomorrow I could enjoy a little privacy in the spa without a dozen other people crowding their way into the somewhat tiny pool. The spa was built to hang over the side of the ship,
as if it were floating in mid air, but also offering a lot of concealment from the otherwise open deck space.

Fast forward to the second night at sea. It was about 8 o'clock. I ate my dinner, went to the sauna, had a couple drinks at the bar, then made for the top deck.
It was wonderful. not a living soul in sight. I took off my shirt and flip flops, set the jets on high, then set down into the empty spa.
Another thing I liked about the top deck was the lack of cameras. My military service, mixed with a general paranoia and desire for privacy, causes my to dislike being watched all the time.

For about 20 minutes I stayed there, enjoying the soft hum of the ship, the sound of waves below me, and the warm night breezes of the Caribbean.
Suddenly, my spider senses pinged a contact, with my military trained ears noticing the slightest change in ambient noise. It was footsteps.
I watched and waited, and saw this sexy young girl come around the corner from the stairs. she saw me as she walked up,
and we exchanged polite glances before she set down her towel and began to undress.
I glanced at my watch. 10:52. I looked back to see that she had taken off her shirt and shorts, leaving very little to the imagination.

She had deep blue eyes, soft pink lips, cream colored skin with almost no freckles or dimples at all,
a cute little belly button on her flat tummy, almost no body hair and a cute little up turned nose.
She was wearing a tight pink bikini bottom with a light blue and white top, and her golden blonde hair curled and feathered its way down to just above the center of her back.
She stood about 5 foot 2 inches, with nice, B cup breasts and a figure that suggested she was involved in some kid of sport, maybe swimming.
As I eyed her up and down she broke the silence and rumble of the spa jets. "Hi." she said, she saw me looking, I could tell by her smirk. lots of guys must gawk at her in a bikini.
"Uh, hello" I replied. "Nice night." Fuck, that was stupid.

"Yeah," she giggled. "It's nice to not have to do anything."
"I agree." I confidently responded.
"It's so empty up here," she said. "Why are you all alone?"
"I like the peace and quiet" I told her.
"Me too," she spat out. "I like to get away from my parents, sometimes."
"Parents?" my confusion must've seemed obvious.
"Yeah." she explained. "My mom and dad don't want me wandering around alone."
"I see" I replied to her.

"But they're asleep, so I snuck out!" she giggled excitedly.
"Snuck out?" now I was really confused.
"Yeah, but I'm already 15 1/2. I can take care of myself." she said, sternly.
"Oh!" I understood, now. "You looked older."
"I get that a lot" She said.

"It's good, though." I was back pedaling. "you seem very mature for 15"
"Thanks!" she said, with renewed confidence. "I'm Abby."
"I'm Steve" I announced as she scooted closer to shake my hand.
I could see her blushing as my foot brushed against her leg under the bubbles.
"Sorry," I laughed.
"It's ok, not like anyone's looking." she said, cutely.

We locked eyes for a moment, I was trying to figure out her expression.
"So are you having fun on your trip, Abby?" I spoke as calmly as my shaking nerves would allow.
She was still close to me, my foot still grazing her leg.
"Yeah," she said. "But I was really hoping to find a hot guy, here..."
She trailed off, looking me up and down. At least, what she could see above the water.
"Were you hoping to have a little vacation romance?" I ventured, pressing my foot slightly into her leg.
She smiled, biting her lip. "I wanted to have some fun, at least."

"Who says you can't have fun, Abby?" I said. I was feeling bolder, I started moving my foot up and down her shin, until I reached her knee.
"My Dad caught me with a boy from school, a few weeks ago." she confessed, as if she were betraying her closest friend.
"What were you two doing?" I asked, genuinely curious if teenagers now were really as wild as my friends with younger siblings tell me.
"We were having sex." she spoke softly. "My Dad saw us in his truck."
"OH." I replied, trying to hide my excitement from imagining this sexy young girl riding some lucky SOB's pole.
"Yeah..." I was grounded until we left." she told me. "So I didn't see him, again."
"Did you use protection?" I asked her.
"Yeah, but it felt weird." She explained. "The condom."

I was already in too deep, so I decided to keep digging.
"Have you ever had sex without a condom?"
"No." she said. "My friends are all on birth control. They say it's alot better."
"Are you on birth control?" I asked her.
"No, My mom & dad won't let me. They think I'll start sleeping around." She said, almost bitterly.
"I don't think you're the type." I said, reassuringly.
"THAT'S WHAT I SAID!" she exclaimed, jumping almost out of the water.

She came back down a little closer to me, and her knees hit my right knee, causing my foot to spring up.
She gasped as my toes bumped her bikini clad mound.
"Shit!" I said, under my breath.
"It- It's ok." she smiled. she was biting her lip, again.
"Are you ok?" I asked her.
"Yeah," she giggled. "That felt good."

"My foot?" I joked.
"Yeah, when it... touched me." she seemed shy about it.
"Do you like being touched there?" I asked her, feeling more confident.
She shook her head, obviously feeling turned on. I placed my hand on her thigh, above her left knee.
"How about here?" I looked into her eyes. she shook her head again. I moved my hand up and towards the inside of her left thigh.
"And like this?" I slid my hand up between her suddenly open thighs. Her breathing became shallow, almost bated.
"Yeah.." she said, biting her finger. She scooted closer to me, allowing me to reach further.
My hand slid up along her inner thigh, as if finding it's own way. Suddenly I felt cloth. I pressed a knuckle into her soft flesh, though the bikini.

She let out a moan, and rolled her eyes for a moment. "I like that." She scooted even closer. I glanced around, to make sure we were completely alone.
No one at the bar, sun chairs, or stairwell doors. Just me and this sexy young girl. And my hand on her crotch.
"Abby.." I started, before getting lost in her eyes. I moved my hand from her mound, and guided her sideways on to my lap.
My rock hard boner was struggling with the restraints of my shorts, but it still managed to poke her cute little ass when she sat down.
She looked at me as my hand once again slid and caressed its way up to her young, teenage mound. I could tell what she wanted, so I leaned in and started to kiss her.

Instantly, her arms were around my neck, grabbing and pulling as our tongues explored each other. I hooked a finger under the side of her bikini, and slowly, pulled it to one side.
My fingers found their way across smooth, hairless skin, until stopping at a warm, slippery slit. She kissed even harder as I ran my middle finger up and down her slit,
coming oh so close to her waiting hole. As my finger entered her, she let out a long moan. she pulled hard on my neck, as my finger buried itself up to the knuckle in her tight young pussy.
"Oh my god!" she mouthed as my finger began to move in and out of her. Her hips began rocking, and her nipples were visibly hard.
I used my other hand to massage and tweak her nipples through her bikini top, as I added a second finger to her young hole.

She slid her right hand down, across my chest and stomach, before stopping at the waistline of my shorts. After several failed attempts to get under the waistband,
her hand began to undo my front tie strings, and then unzip my plastic zipper. Her tiny hand found my erection and grasped as far around it as she could.
She began to pump my shaft in rhythym with the fingers that slid in and out of her young, hairless pussy.
We kissed again as our pace became faster, Finally she pulled back from me with a gasp.

"I want to do it." she whispered. "I want it inside me."
I didn't waste time asking if she was sure, her writhing body and fire-hot pussy told me all I needed to know. I sat her up and pulled my shorts down, freeing my eagerly waiting cock.
She hovered above me for a moment, as I helped her pull her bikini bottom as far to one side as it would go. I put my hand on her lower back, and guided her down,
while her hands found and rubbed on my dick. She lowered herself down, quickly, and my dick was jamming just an inch away from her waiting pussy.
I lifted her up and adjusted my dick, so that the head was barely pushing into her pussy. As soon as she felt it, she sat down, hard.

"UHHHHHNN!" she groaned into my neck as the unbelievably tight warmth enveloped my entire cock in a single thrust. I had to fight the urge to cum right then.
Her eyes were wide as she adjusted to the size of her new intruder.
"oh, oh, OHHH!!" she began to moan and gasp as we started up a rhythym. I worked my hands underneath her bra as she kissed me hard, between thrusts. I pulled her nipples as she rocked back and forth,
gasping my name. I pushed completely into her and lifted her off the seat, before walking to a section of the spa where I could stand and she could lay back on a drink table.
I began to thrust into her more rapidly. we only had a few more minutes before the spa would close, and the deck hands would show up to clean the top deck.

I could feel my orgasm building as Abby clawed and grabbed at any part of me she could reach. her legs wrapped around my back and she began to shake and thrash about, and her pussy clamped down on my dick.
I only lasted a few more seconds, with her hot pussy squeezing and milking my dick for every drop.
"Yes! Yes! YEEESSSSS!" she gasped and sighed as I gave in to my hormones and shot my entire load into her young, fertile womb.
We laid there for a few minutes, my cock still diamond hard, buried deep inside her.
I pulled out, and with a Passionate kiss, she stood up, pulling her bikini back into place.

"I gotta get back, Steve." she said, picking up her things. "Maybe we can chill again, tomorrow."
"Maybe, Abby." I winked at her. She smiled, flipped her hair and left.

Hope this don’t break any rules and get deleted cause it’s the only place I can think of posting this.

So a DnD game im in got twisted and really dirty in our recent session and for the first time ever, the DM decided to negate and forget that session and events and the next time we met we restarted from where the previous one had ended. I know that’s a big “no no” and like something you’re not supposed to do but it was like a unanimous, unspoken agreement between the DM and all the players that it was what’s best. we had to forget what we did.

So im new to DnD anyway and this was my first game. Out party was made up of a black male human ranger, a female elf bard, a nonbinary dragondorn fighter, and 2 dwarfs(a father and daughter); he was a sorcerer and she was a cleric. An unofficial member of our party was also an NPC who used to be the DMs player character and who they always like to insert for fun. She was a tiefling rogue and sort of an agent of chaos; she always popped in and out of the story and was both a friend who helped us but also would scam or steal from us and leave us with trouble she started. At one point we met up with her again and she managed to haggle for a luxurious enclosed wagon cart for us to have while we were heading to deliver an important artifact. As it was nighttime and pouring out, we enchanted the horses to know where to go so we could all stay inside, chilling and getting wasted.

There was a cloaked hitchhiker on the side of the road and the tiefling convinced us to give them a ride. They turned out to be a pretty female drow druid looking to stay under the radar; we said we’d drop her at a sketchy town we would pass on the way to the city we were going to. We found out much later that the drow was actually a friend of the tiefling and this was planned; they would drug us and swap the artifact with a fake for them to sell. Unfortunately, the tielfling failed a slight of hand check and a dexterity check and this resulted in the vial of drugs being dropped and shattering, exposing everyone to a lot of it. The huge dose meant the constitution saving throw was high and no one made it so we were all affected and basically the whole group devolved into a wild orgy.

Everyone at the table felt weird and we decided to try to possibly roleplay through it and things got intense really fast. At first all the party focused their sudden lust and physical attention on the tiefling and drow; stripping, groping and playing with their bodies. Just one big multicolored mass of writhing naked bodies against each other. The dwarf daughter started fucking herself with the handle of her holy Warhammer, an honored family heirloom. After that it just turned into a perverse free for all; the dragonborn and human were DPing the tiefling, the drow was rimming the elf, who was making out with the dwarf daughter who was currently being fucked by her father. Then it switched to the dragonborn fucking the dwarf daughter, the human fucking the drow and the tielfing and elf spit swapping while the dwarf dad watched and jacked off before fucking the elf. The dragonborn and dwarf daughter also hate each other so they were rage fucking a lot; he kept fucking her in the ass because he knew she hated it. After some more details, like the drow, dwarf and elf all making out together as they watched the three males gangbang the tiefling(as they all had previously had crushes on her), everyone at the table got uncomfortable and we stopped and skipped ahead.

We all had to roleplay the shame and awkwardness of the next morning and time after that, also learning of the two women’s plan; we grudgingly forgive the tiefling but we took the drow prisoner and made her our servant and to do errands and shit for us or we turn her in. We delivered the artifact, did a few more odds and ends then near the end of the session the DM skips ahead a few weeks. We visit a medical facility and learn that; the dragonborn got the tiefling and the dwarf daughter pregnant, the human got the drow pregnant and the dwarf father got the elf pregnant. We also learn that the whole party also now has an STD but we don’t know from who.

We end the session and all agree this was a mistake and went too far; we would never bring it up again act like it didn’t happen and we started from the end of the previous session the next time we met. We played things differently that time around; we avoided meeting up with the tiefling and so we have a longer, shittier ride to our destination. We cross paths with the drow again but ignore her but because she thinks the tiefling has betrayed her she attacks us. We beat her and again made her our bitch and continued on normally. it made for an awkward reuninon when we ran into the tiefling again. Oh, we also found out after the original session that it was the elf that gave us all crabs, since bards fuck everyone and everything.

Because I was the dragonborn character and he still hates the dwarf, and me and her player actually don’t like each other in real life, I still took advantage of a scenario where she got drunk; he convinced her to do a striptease on the bar and fucked her afterwards. He also got her hypnotized so that every night she would put her holy medallion up her ass like a buttplug, wear the symbol of the god that’s the enemy of hers and walk the streets in a tooth floss bikini. It pissed her off sooooo much lol

Okay so I put this in my group first but didn't get many replies, so here goes... This is how I got into Motherless. And its all 100% true.

It started a few years ago. I was on summer break, and bored, and got on omegle. I guess I wanted to see some cute boys, lol. Well, this guy (I thought it was a guy) with a video of a snake eating a bird came on. He was trying to get girls to flash, but I told him I'd seen it already. So he starts showing me random porn and it was mostly funny (surprise tranny kinda stuff) so I stayed, and talked a bit. Then he sent me a Facebook link and asked if I knew the girl... It was me!

I found out later that it was just a trick, sent you to whatever Facebook account was logged in. But at the time he claimed to have hacked it and I was stupid so I believed him. He made me tell him my name and where I lived and shit like that. I was soooo stupid! But I did it. Then he made me flash, and then do more. Finger myself, stick a sharpie in my ass, right on myself. It lasted around an hour before my parents almost caught me and he let me go... And I thought that was the end of it.

Obviously, it wasn't. He had my name and address. He found my school, used that to find my account... And then messaged me from a fake account. Told me to set up a Skype account, for another cam session. I was terrified, disgusted, felt dirty. But we got on can, and they were nice. They still wanted me to do things, but they kept asking if I enjoyed it (which part of me did, obviously). Then they got on cam.... And I saw that it was a girl, just a few years older than me! It was freaky, but at the same time really turned me on. Especially when she stripped too...

So, we kept skyping,and before long we were dating. She even came to visit a few times (luckily wasn't too far away), which was a LOT of fun.

Of course, since it was long distance, we started to grow apart. I'd want to break up, date someone here... And she'd make a fake number, pretend to be someone else and threaten me, make me do horrible shit, and then come in and 'save me'. Each time we'd be together for less time, and she'd do more and more vile things... (That's where the pics Jorough captioned came from, BTW. Those are NOT fake tears... But its okay now, they've been repurposed and don't upset me now :))

Towards the end of all this is when she made our motherless account. 'HerMistress'. Some of you may know it vanished really suddenly.... Well, that's because I found out it had been her all along, and (after recovering a bit from the single worst betrayal I've ever felt) told her that if she ever talked to me again, if she didn't delete the profile and my pictures, I would go to the police, tell them everything, and then kill myself. I had honestly already tried once at that point.. And I cut myself. Luckily didn't leave obvious scars.

So yeah, that's pretty much it. I felt dirty and violated for a long time, and basically refused to let anyone get close. But I missed this, having people get off to me and compliment me and so on (call me an attention whore, whatever, its natural and you all know it ha), so I made a new account. And that's basically it.

Finally had my first experience with a transexual woman (pre-op.) It's been a long time fantasy of mine, and I just decided it was time. Went on to backpage, and found a prostitute. Yeah, yeah I know, lame but believe me I've tried the old fashioned way, I'm a big guy, and in my experience transexual women tend to be more picky than natural born women. So I paid (sadly I had to pay more BECAUSE I'm a big guy, but no reason to get cold dick just because of another obstacle)

She was Asian, very passable, with and once I got to her place she was fairly understanding, and pleasant. We started slow since it was my first time, and kind of let her take the lead. She asked if I was comfortable with her taking off her bottoms, (I assumed that's what she assumed I was there for but I guess some guys are conflicted) and I might have betrayed my eagerness a little bit because once her cock was out it went straight into my mouth. I asked her to teach me what she liked, and that seemed to be her specialty because she made sure I didn't miss an inch. I've never been what you'd call submissive, but letting her take control was very freeing.

I think she noticed I responded well to that, so she didn't ask me to eat her ass, she just turned around and grabbed my hair. It was so clean back there, and she smelled nice I had no problems. Once she was tired of that, she sucked me off (intense!) and rode me until my soul came out.

I asked if it were possible that she could come for me, and she made me service her ass again while she jerked off. She told me she was coming and I caught it all. I understand now why women want to kiss after swallowing, but she wasn't too into that.

It was cool, and fun, and I definitely want to do it again. Maybe when I get my Christmas bonus XD

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.

I confess I would love to see my young wife taken by another guy. Love to see her resisting a bit at first but then accepting it and letting it happen. Then seeing her body betray her as she builds to numerous orgasms until finally she lays naked on the bed totally spent.

Pauline The Slut - Part 45: Hannah's Next  
 
 Another dog was brought in and my husband took the leash from the twin. He walked the dog in front of Hannah. When she saw the dog she suddenly realised the full extent of what had been happening behind her. Then the horror of what was going to happen next came to her. She screamed and her body started to shake uncontrollably. She tried to move but was bound tightly to the table which stood firmly in place.  
 

"Meet your new lover." my husband taunted her.  
 

He stepped towards her bringing the dog face to face with her. "Kiss" he commanded the dog. The dog started to lick Hannah's face with his long wet tongue. She tried to turn away but without success.  
 

"Kiss him" my husband ordered Hannah. She kept her mouth firmly closed. My husband pulled on the leash halting the dogs licking. The dog growled bearing his fierce teeth at Hannah.  
  

"If you don't kiss him he's going to bite your face off." my husband told her. Tears streamed from her eyes as the dog growled threateningly. She opened her trembling mouth and stuck out her tongue. 
  

"Kiss" he ordered the dog. The dog's tongue started again entering her open mouth. We all watched as the two tongues intertwined. Her face was coated in dog saliva.  
 

"Open you're eyes and look into the camera" Hannah was instructed. She opened her eyes and looked straight at the twin who was filming the scene just as the dog's tongue entered her mouth again. After a few minutes filming, my husband pulled on the leash dragging the dog away from Hannah's face. The dog growled in disappointment before realising that he was been dragged towards Hannah's cunt.  
 

He eagerly pounced into position behind her. His tongue now licking in long streaks between her ass and cunt. The filming continued, one camera recording the action and another recording the agony on her face. The dog's tongue was now penetrating her cunt. It was obvious he had done this before. An agonising cry came from Hannah's throat. Despite the degradation of being used by a dog the tongue was bringing a response from her cunt.  
 

She squeezed her eyes shut as a barely audible moan escaped her mouth. Her body jerked as the tongue found her spot. Working at speed the tongue drilled deeper into her. She shrieked as her orgasm approached. Before she could enjoy the moment my husband pulled the dog away.  
 

She opened her eyes, the look of want so different from her look of terror a few minutes earlier. Her body continued to jerk seeking release. The dog was pulling at the leash wanting to continue with his bitch.  
  

My husband loosened the leash, "Mount her" he commanded. The dog instantly leapt up on Hannah. His massive thick cock hung over her menacingly as drool from his mouth fell on to her neck. He positioned himself  lining his cock up with her cunt. 
 

"No!" she mumbled though her quivering body betrayed her. He rubbed the tip of his cock against her cunt lips. She shuddered. With his first thrust he forced over an inch into her small cunt. She screamed like never before as the pain ripped through her. The dog pressed harder forcing another inch of his thick cock up Hannah's cunt. 
 

"No, it's too big" she screamed out. Her eyes shot wide open as he slammed further up her tight cunt. She was being stretched like never before. "Please stop" she whimpered as the dog buried himself further into her. He had now just over half his cock inside Hannah's young body.  
  

Hannah let out another scream in agonizing pain as her cunt was stretched further and further. The massive cock tore through her tiny cunt.  
 

"AHHHHHHHHHGGGGHHHH!!!" she cried out.  Her young cunt was being forced wider and wider by the invading cock. The pain became excruciating as the dog's massive cock pushed forward and harder. It looked like she was going to pass out.  
 

"UHHHHHH!!!AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Hannah suddenly screamed so loud that everyone in the room jumped. She continued screaming as the dog made one final push burying the remaining length of his cock into her. Now that he was completely inside her his tempo began to increase. He pulled back and then powerfully slammed his length into her. He continued, harder and faster.  
 

The dog was grunting and then let out a long, low growl of pleasure as he slammed frantically into Hannah's cunt a final time. He was deep inside her when his body shuddered as he released his cum. Hannah had passed out.   
 

Several minutes passed before the dog released himself from the abused cunt. A flood of dog cum dripped from Hannah's hole. Anne was dragged over to her daughter and forced to eat the cum from her daughter's cunt.  

Dear wives: Just because we put a ring on your finger doesn't mean you get to stop giving a fuck. If you looked hot and loved to fuck when we married you, that probably had something to do with our willingness to make a lifetime commitment. You don't get to park your lazy fucking ass on the couch, gain a hundred pounds, and act like sex once a week is some household chore. We have every right to go outside the marriage to find sexual satisfaction if that's the attitude you're going to adopt, so don't act all fucking betrayed when we do. You're the one who failed to live up to the commitment, not us. Put down the bon-bons and make some effort to look and act like the person we married if you have a problem with it.

I really love the fact that Mia Kahlifa becomes a porn superstar, even if it was only for a short time, considering that she comes from a Muslim country where stuff like that gets you killed in a heartbeat. Now she's hated back there and IS making death threats, her family taking distance from her and the news talking shit about her "betrayal". I always feel GREAT when these towel-heads feeling insulted and what not. Who knows, one day maybe they realize that a sweet, naked, pink pussy ain't that wrong. And I'll promise that it'll look better and taste better than goat ass.

OBS! I'm NOT racist, I just HATE Islam and what they're standing for.

LETS SEE HOW LONG THIS STORY LAST'S IN CONFESSIONS BEFORE IT VANISHES

UNFAITHFULL LISA
Lisa stood all of 4'11" very small petite figure, C Cup tits, long mid back flowing mousy coloured hair lovely big brown eye's beautiful cheeky smile, always wore tight fitting clothes, she deliberately gave herself the camel toe look, she loved all the attention people looking at her.
Dave that is me i stand 5'10" fit torsos 98kg's balding brown/grey hair hazel eye's your everyday normal looking guy.
I dated Lisa for 2-3 years, I always thought she loved me and would never cheat,
but i started hearing rumours, that sometimes when she went out with her girly friends, she would hook up with other guys rumours said she had had sex in pub, and night club toilets, and a few times went back to these guy's apartment homes with one or two of her mates.
with my job i had be away at times needed at different factories, some times i was away 2-6 weeks at a time,
I worked along side my best mate, John who also travelled away normally we went together, but as the years went by he travelled less and less because he had a young family married to a stunningly beautiful woman, Suzan
I had security cameras all over my house every room i could view through my phone, i travelled away only 2 weeks, and Lisa was supposed to be alone in my house as we lived together,
I had never had any reason to check the camera's until recent rumours started, so while i was away i looked on a fairly regular basis i didn't see anything un-normal till the Friday night when my best friend and work college John and his wife Suzan turned up, Lisa went into the kitchen soon followed by Suzan who got a few drinks back to the front room lounge, John then went it to the kitchen headed up behind Lisa put his hand on her arse turned her around quickly put his hand on her pussy area they began to snog, 4-5 mins before both went to join Suzan taking some snacks, they headed out obviously pubbing and clubbing, Lisa returned later in a taxi on her own, Saturday same thing but end of the night Lisa returned accompanied by John Suzan and another guy, who was also a friend, Chris, all four fooled around was touching cuddling kissing, around an hour later the 3 left, just before they left John and Lisa went out to the back garden apparently for John to have a smoke, but the only thing that got smoked was John's cock, Lisa had dropped to knees unzipped him and did the dirty,
all week was quiet till Thursday night John appeared on his own Lisa was expecting him as she was in just her bath robe dressing gown, as soon as he entered my house she whisked him upstairs stripped him and they fucked,
I was feeling betrayed sick to the bottom of my stomach,
on returning home i said nothing at all, first day back at work i tried to avoid John to not be in an awkward position,
I made things a normal as i possibly could at home Lisa never gave anything away we had sex as regular, i did ask her a few times if i could have anal with her, but as always was told no nothing going in there its an exit only, and it would remain that way for ever,
a few weeks passed by nothing more happened to my knowledge between Lisa and John,
I learnt another Work college was renting a flat in a block that was directly in front of my house, he was going away with work he took over from John, i spoke to him , and asked if i could use his flat stay there over a weekend, while he worked away he laughed , but when i told him my reason's, he agreed as he dislike John, john had apparently stitched him up so he could see this as away of getting a little pay back,
he told me he was going to be away the following weekend, i got my boss to send me a memo asking me to go away for a week from the Thursday till the following Friday, i left the memo open on my office computer knowing John would see it.
all worked out well John took the bate i was in the flat all security cameras was on and working i had a perfect view could see directly in through my bedroom window most of the room.
Friday came, i was all set up ready watching, i got a phone call out the blue from Suzan asking me if John had got to me, or when he did he had left his weekend suitcase behind, Suzan went very quiet i could hear her sniffing she was crying i asked what's up, she said i think John is having an affair, he is cheating on me, i think its with you Girlfriend Lisa,
I know i suspected that as well, talk of the devil he has just pulled his car into my garage, Suzan very confused asked how did i know as i was away for a week, umm No Suzan i'm sat in a 3rd floor flat i loaned off another college who is away, they just got into my bedroom both naked and they are on the bed fucking now, i got a perfect view, security camera's in the bedroom and i have some binoculars,
tell you what i pick you up in the morning Suzan, get your mum to have the kids we can drop them off then come here to the flat, you can see for yourself, next morning Saturday, i picked Suzan up dropped the kid at her mums
Got back to the flat just in time to see Lisa standing naked un-drawing the bedroom curtains, could see someone in my bed, Suzan looked through the binoculars said its John OMG look look Dave look they are eating each other 69, Look as she started to cry, for the next hour she sat watching the security cameras on my phone and looking through the binoculars, Lisa and John having sex every position the could get in to, I was watching as well but also watching Suzan touching fingering her pussy, i dropped my wallet on the floor it fell in front of Suzan I went down to pick it up and sneaky planted a kiss on Suzan's pussy through her pants, she put her hand on my head pushed me towards her pussy she pulled her pants to one side, i put my mouth on her pussy and began to lick her out teasing her clit, i put a finger in her arse and pussy and slowly moved them in and out.
Suzan kept saying no no stop but held my head on her pussy, all the time still looking through the binoculars, at her husband John fuck my Girlfriend Lisa, Suzan was moving her hips slowly beginning to buck as she came on my tongue and finger's she let out one rather loud sigh as she squirted everywhere, was like a fountain, OMFG, i've never come as hard as that and definitely never squirted your the first, going shy and red,
Suzan stood up put the binoculars down stripped herself naked, what a body ample tits nice nipples perfectly shaped very fit and a nicely shaven pussy was an outty, she looked at me said what you waiting for get stripped of meet me in the bedroom she knelt on all fours on the bed, as i walked in she looked back over her should do you like what you see, its all yours, my John is fucking your Lisa so that's exactly what we are going to do, she then see my cock, where the fuck you get that thing from, how long and thick is it, no matter put it in me, i mounted her from behind slipped straight in her pussy it was sopping wet, she must have come 2-3 times before i had started to fuck her properly, she soon fell flat on the bed i parted her arse cheeks she put her hands back saying let me do that, i looked at her perfect arsehole, i put a finger into her she squirmed then told me if i was going to fuck her in her arse doing slowly as she had never had anything in that hole she was an arse virgin, that was me i shot my cum deep in her pussy, Suzan quickly spun around and took my cock in her mouth sucking him back to life, she took him out and was rubbing real slowly, teasing was an amazing feeling, my my my who's a big boy i not had any this big how long is he 9-10- 11 inches long and thick fucking hell it's got to be 5=6 inches around, you will never get that in my arse, i lay her back on the bed lifted her legs put them on my shoulder bent her up a little so her arsehole was close to my cock, i slid it up and down her sopping wet pussy i lube her arse up ready then i positioned the head just in her hole slowly eased it in i kept saying relax relax as she settled i just had to ram myself deep 1 big thrust and i was in taking her arse virginity, she screamed blue murder , bucking trying to toss me off i just carried om pumping away, i was to long for Suzan to push me out, as i fucked her hard and deep she started squirting and squirting and squirting, her eyes was rolling legs shaking furiously she said don't stop over and over repeating it don't stop i'm coming i came twice, before i had to stop, she looked at me said you are the best, i never been fucked like that never squirted never come as many times, my hole are yours from now on,
we got dresses, went back to looking to see what John and Lisa was doing, we stayed in the flat together over night and Suzan never stopped sucking and letting me fuck her pussy and ruin her arse. next morning when we woke we watched John leave the house, returned 30 mins later parked his car back in my garage, he re-appeared in the bed room where he laid out 2 McDonalds breakfasts and hot drinks, Suzan said he does this every Sunday at home, said he normally rubs some dips on her tits then licks it off and puts he hash brown in her pussy and eats it out, sure enough he did what, Suzan said he do, myself Dave and Suzan had one more quick pussy fuck, then i drove her to pick there kids up then got them all a McDonalds breakfast the kids said Daddy did that on a Sunday but they only got a small kids meal.
The kids went in the house Suzan sat talking to me saying thank you when could we meet up again she wasn't going to let me go, she was now mine, she said she was going to kick him out and start divorcing him, she say they was no longer suited and he was cheating, but not name the woman, I asked he to wait a while play as if we knew nothing, we could do a re-run in a few weeks, as i was planning a pay back on Lisa, after a little arm twisting and telling her i wanted to be with her a much as did me, came out she had fancied me a long time before she married John but i always had a woman in tow, and she had dreamed i was fucking her when John was.

TO BE CONTINUED 2nd part once i see if this part 1 stays in confessions, or goes missing gets removed ???

Few exciting sexual things to get off my chest. So I'm married with kids. Wife knows I was a sex addict who used to visit escorts. Have to keep my activities secret now after getting caught so I just usually hit massage parlours for happy endings and b2b. Went to one today and struck it super lucky. There was an eastern european girl there with THE most smoking body. Fake tits and lips but a 11/10 body and a 8/10 face. Tanned, slim but with huge (soft) fake knockers and a bubble butt. She was perfect and let me finger her whilst she made me cum in minutes telling me I had a surprisingly big cock. Anyway after that I knew id come home where my wife who had just ended her period said shed be ready to pump. I was so turned on that id be sucking on 2 sets of huge boobs within the space of 2 hours  I came again within minutes. To top matters off, I was on this site in boards a few days ago and saw some hoe cheating on her husband and the husband had posted her videos of her cheating on spy cam and dropped her real email address. I emailed her to see how the bitch would react. She played dumb at first but I said I'd seen her nude online and wanted more of her nudes but her constant querying replies and nervous reaction betrayed the fact she knew something was up and I was serious. I showed her I have proof of her cheating and told the bitch to now send me nudes if she doesn't want me to disclose her secret. She is unbelievably actually playing ball and after 30 or so emails sent me the first pic of her boobs!! I'm now negotiating getting her to write my name on her chest before sending me more snaps of them so that they aren't just screen grabs from randoms online and the strategy appears to be working. I literally can't believe my luck! Haha gotta love how fucking pervy and messed up everyone now is these days 😂

I warned my wife 5 years ago that I would cuck her out to a younger guy on our 25th wedding anniversary. I'm 50 and any guy at 50 knows things start going awry with your cock after 45. While I absolutely do take cialis, it's just not the same. Perhaps it's just all psychological but I do have prostate issues too. She kind of brushed it off until I brought it up again a week before our anniversary.
"There's no way I'm fucking another guy. Is this a test? This is stupid."
"I want that to be my anniversary gift. I do, I want you to fuck some other guy without a condom, I want you to feel a hard cock inside you, cumming in you - I love you I just want you to feel good."
So we got into a bit of an argument, but I went through with finding a well-hung dude that would bang my wife. I wanted to be jealous. It took me a few days - but I found a few swingers groups and a 26 year old buck. The dude's cock was at least 3 inches bigger than mine (I'm at 6 1/2 inches). I showed my wife his picture and she said he was cute but still didn't think it was a good idea. I showed her a pic of his cock and her eyes got wide. That was the dude.
"I'll contact him and let him know it's on."
"Can't we just have a nice romantic evening by ourselves? Why do you need to do this, I'm happy with you, don't do this."
"After he fucks you, we'll have a romantic evening by ourselves and I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."
"Wait, you're going to fuck me after he does? What is wrong with you? What if he has a disease? Did you even think this shit through?"
She was pissed.
"You can't just give my body to other men. If that's how you see me, as some object maybe you have the wrong idea about our marriage."
"NO. I don't see you as an object. I understand that my performance in bed is getting pretty shitty because of my age, and I've lost my youthfulness. I'm not that rock hard 20 year old you met way back when, and when we have sex I have issues sometimes. I just want you to feel that again, because I love you. When he's fucking you, remember how hard I was, think of me pumping in and out of you when I was younger... that's all... I just want you to feel good."
She paused for a minute.
"Have you ever been unfaithful to me?" She asked.
"No, I haven't - I could have a few times, but I never did because you give me everything I need."
She looked down and sighed.
"This is the only time I'll do this. This won't be a thing. I want us to meet with him first, there will be rules. Are you going to be there, watching?"
I was shocked, "ok - I'll send him an email. Yeah, I'd like to see a nice big hard dick in you - but if I get jealous I'll walk away."
"He's not going to last long in me... Tell me about this guy, is he married, you said he belongs to some swinger club?"
He probably wouldn't last long in my wife. She had absolute control over her pussy. I told her he was married and that his wife was ok with it and that we'd meet both of them. I set up a date to meet with the bull and his wife. They seemed a bit nervous.
His wife was a pretty petite blonde with small breasts and a cute frame. She was 23 but looked younger. The wife seemed a bit interested in us, asking questions about our marriage and if this was our first swinging experience. I told her we'd been married for 25 years (coming up soon) and that I just wanted my wife to experience a youthful cock. She didn't seem too shocked at all but rather supportive, telling us that her hubby can get the job done no problem.
Hitting on my wife, his wife looks her directly in the eyes, "I swing both ways, so if you want me there to make sure he's behaving, let me know!"
My wife blushed, "Well, I really didn't want to do this but I'm doing it because my husband thinks it will help... my needs."
So my wife started with the rules. No kissing, no anal, the safe word was my name, this was a one time deal, no further contact after the act, as soon as he cums he leaves. I had to put my two cents in, saying he needs to cum in her, and I want her pussy dripping with his cum. The wife smiled and told me "that should be no problem for him, he'll leave a mess."
I got a bit jealous, because I wanted to be him - youthful, strong, ready to fuck if a light breeze crossed my cock. His wife seemed a bit perky, and into him actually fucking other women.
"Do you ever get jealous of him fucking other ladies?" I asked.
"Oh, hell no. I have a fetish - and when he's done with your wife I get to taste her on his cock. I love tasting other women on his cock. So, when he's finished with her, I get him and he loves every fucking second of it. It's too bad your wife won't let you fuck me while he's fucking her, you'd like my little pussy."
My dick throbbed. "I'm old, it doesn't work as well as it used to."
"Nothing my mouth can't solve," she snapped back and I caught a glance of anger from my wife.
So I gave them the date and made reservations at a nice hotel.
On the way home my wife was silent. When we got inside our house she let loose.
"You totally wanted to fuck that slut, didn't you!"
I laughed, "No - I mean she was cute, but she's totally not my type."
The day came and my wife was starting to oppose going through with it.
"You sure you want to do this?"
I nodded. We did.
I went into the room with her. The guy showed up a half an hour late, and I thought he was going to bail on us but he didn't.
"My wife's waiting in the lobby for me." He said, trying to break the ice.
My heart was pounding, my wife was blushing and looking very nervous.
I walked over to my wife and slid her shirt off, and unbuttoned her bra.
The guy looked at her breasts, "You've been blessed," he said smiling.
My wife blushed more, "Indeed."
She was ridged and stern.
I unbuttoned my wife's pants and kissed her on the lips, my tongue entered her mouth. I pulled back and whispered in her ear, "it's going to be ok. Pretend I'm fucking you. Pretend I'm fucking the shit out of you babe..."
She sat down on the bed, removing her panties. She closed her eyes.
I stepped back and let the guy take over. He took his clothes off and walked over to her sitting on the bed. He caressed her cheek gently, took her hand and placed it on his cock. Immediately his cock grew, she kept her eyes closed. She leaned forward and put his cock in her mouth and started pumping him with her hand.
"I'm going to take a picture!"
My wife opened her eyes and was looking at his cock, then looked at me. She put his dick in her mouth again looking at me seductively. Her arms wrapped around him, pulling him into her mouth deeper. With one hand she began to finger her pussy, and then stroke his cock with the other.
She stopped sucking on him and laid back on the bed.
"Fuck me," she told him.
His cock was massive. He mounted her and she groaned with pleasure. She looked him directly in the eyes.
"Fuck me with that big dick. I want all of it in me. Fill my cunt."
He started pumping, and she started matching his thrusts with her own. Their eyes were locked.
She grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper with each thrust. Then unexpectedly, grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down for a passionate kiss.
I wasn't jealous. I realized I wasn't jealous but I was horny as hell. I wanted to join them. I wanted to whip my cock out and fuck her at the same time he was, but that wasn't part of the deal. My dick was throbbing with excitement as my wife moaned and moaned.
"Let me get on top, let me ride the massive cock," my wife told him.
And holy fuck did she ride his dick. I've never seen her move in that way, ever. Her beautiful ass would bounce and grind on his dick, taking every single inch inside her up to his balls and then she'd pull up to the tip of his cock and repeat. She'd lean low and their tongues would meet in a flicker of delight. He would grab her by the neck and their eyes would lock deeply in passion.
She called his name, "Fuck my pussy, fill her up baby, give me your babies... come on ohhh yeah come on baby, I'm going to cum all over this beautiful dick, ohhhhhh".
They both came at the same time. I watched her cream filled pussy convulsing with pleasure as his cum dripped out. She collapsed on top of him, kissed his lips, his chest.
I was stunned.
"I told you you needed some young cock."
She didn't answer, only gently pulled his cock out of her pussy and kissed her way down and put it in her mouth. Her eyes met mine, her ass was in the air and my dick was throbbing through my pants. She started licking and sucking his cum coated cock. I got behind my wife, watching cum leaking from her freshly fucked cunt.
"Fuck it," I said. I pulled my pants down and mounted her from behind while she sucked on him.
I slid right in. I started pumping in and out, and could feel her wet pussy dripping with cum coating my cock. I didn't care - I didn't even care that some other guy fucked my wife, I was just happy she was turned on. She started moaning as I fucked her and she blew him. He was moaning and panting too. With each thrust I felt my cock getting even harder, I felt like I was 18 again.
"Oh god baby you're so hot, I can't wait to fill you."
"yeah fuck me baby, give me your cum. I want all of your cum in me."
Her cunt was so wet, cum and the combination of her pussy juice ran down her leg and I couldn't hold off. I pumped my cum deep in her, thrusting deeper and deeper with each ejaculation. My wife's pussy was completely full of cum.
I pulled out and she stopped sucking him. He got up and started getting dressed, kind of like "well the job is over I better get the fuck out of here."
My wife got up and gave him a hug, and kissed him.
"Tell you what. Tell that little wife of yours that we'd like to borrow you from time to time, and she's welcome to join us, and my husband would like to fuck her - and I'd like to watch."
I was speechless.
"Wha-?" I tried to protest.
"If we're going to do this kind of shit, we're gonna do it right. And it's time for me to be honest. You asked if I was always faithful, I lied. I had an affair once because you were having problems with your dick, and I felt horrible. I only fucked the guy once, but it relieved a lot of sexual frustration but also caused me a lot of pain and anxiety, that's why I needed to go to therapy a while back."
I felt betrayed, but I understood, I looked at the other guy, "I'd 100% like to fuck your wife if you'd let me."
I was pissed... but I still loved my wife too.
She walked over to me and hugged me, got on her knees and started licking my cock.
"I'm your little whore now, and that will never change."
I jammed my cock into the back of her throat as the guy just stood there and watched. He didn't know what to say to the entire situation.
Finally, he said, "I'll talk to my wife about it. You want me to text her?"
"Yeah, text her and tell her to get up here if she wants some old man dick."
He chuckled.
She came up. Both my wife and the guy sat on the sofa, watching me nail his wife.
She was a freak in the sheets. She had a "breed me" fetish, and was constantly telling me how fertile her little pussy was. She was probably the tightest pussy my cock had ever been in. It was the tightest pussy I've ever came in.
My wife and I are still happy, and understand we're getting older - but we'll have as much fun as we can as long as we can. We're swingers now and regularly meet with the other couple for 'breeding meetings'. My wife and his wife actually like making out and eating each other out, especially after we cum in them. Good times. I never new how fun this lifestyle was until I became a part of it. Happiest I've ever been in my marriage too.

would you dump this 18 year old cutie if you found out she got drunk at a party last weekend and let 2 of my 'friends' fuck her? i feel betrayed and heartbroken and she is sad too but what the fuck 2 guys and both my best supposed mates?! what kind of evil whore does this then claims to still love me and that it was all alcohol inspired. i get drunk every night and i've never banged her sister nor any of her stupid friends!

I confess that any man who is thinking of having sex with his daughter SHOULD NOT DO IT. Trust me, I was molested by my father and it fucked up my life in so many ways. I thought he loved me and that it wasn`t wrong, but when I got older I think he betrayed me. And I know I`m fucked because why would a young girl be on Motherless in the first place? And if you have molested someone I hope you turn yourself in or at least admit to what you did. By the way this is a confession because I`ve never told anyone and I still live with him and see him everyday.

Not gonna lie but I am actually proud of what I am about to admit.

For years I have fancied my mum in law ok starting to show her age a bit now but still a hot piece of cunt natural redhead and a fine body looks after herself non smoker veggie etc.

So for years I have done the usual perv things smelling her used undies etc but finally went a route a lot of you on here will probably judge me for I drugged and raped her

To be fair it is her fault she had asked me to help her move a few things in her house and the wife went shopping with her friend faand ther in law at the pub so we were alone to work away anyway about halfway though helping her we were in the attic and she had went into basically a crawlspace and was backing out and her skirt caught on something I think a bit jutting out of the hotwater tank and pulled it up so for first time ever I got to see her undies in situ so to speak and yes I was very impressed better view than dare I say it my wife .

After she struggled a bit I was amazed she called me for help so up close I could see though her undies she still had a nice full redbush and beautiful pussyflaps and as I was mere inches from her even managed to catch a whiff of her pussy scent .

After helping I slipped to the toilet for a wank but didn't help much rest of the day was a hardship horny as hell and nowhere to stick it I was glad we finished and she said she was tired and was going to lie down after pouring me a drink and having herself a herbal tea to relax herself afyer a hectic day.

Whllst sitting drinking she got up and went upstairs leaving her cup sitting so when the thought crossed my mind to stick a few sleeping tablets in her tea I opened med cupboard found a pack stuck 4 in and not a moment too soon she was back

After a while she said she was away to lie down for a bit then about half an hour later I sneaked up to peek on her and she was out cold and at this point I decided to see if I could get a sneaky peek at her cunt so went over to the bed and after a gentle shake she didn't stir so I pulled the quilt back and joy of joys she was sleeping in his her underwear so after another shake she groaned a bit but didn't wake I really got carried away

So I opened her legs and pulled her undies to the side and enjoyed the view for mere seconds till the inner voice said to touch it so byond a touch I reached over and at first rubbed up and down her flaps tugged her pubes and yet she slept so before I knew I was doing it I had worked my finger in and started to finger her and at this point her body betrayed her and she started to juice up and going with the flow I leaned in and started to lick her the taste the smell were driving me nuts and my cock I could have used to knock down a wall I was dry thrusting the air and it was this point I could have walked away but no chance I took a gamble and went for it

First I tried to make sure she was still out gave her tits a hard squeeze chewed her flaps and bar groaning she remained sleeping and I knew I couldn't deny my cock his entitlement so after moving her to a better postion I at first rubbed my warhead over her flaps and started to rest him against her vagina opening poking in an inch taking out then eventually slid him in as far as I could and yet she still slept but her body still betrayed her seemed to respond pussy muscles clenching and relaxing clenching again and her whole body seemed to rock off its own free will and when I started to pump definity her body worked with it and before I knew it I was ready to cum and as she has been though the menopause I just blew my load in her

So what next well after cumming I flipped her bra up and sucked on her nipples for a while then put her back as she had been and as a finale put my spunky semi hard cock in her mouth then left and went down to watch tv she eventually woke up after my wife came back and showed no signs off anything even thanked me for helping her only sign anything amiss she was surprised how tired she had been lol

anyway thanks for letting me get this off my chest hell letting me boast nothing else to say bar goodbye

I need to confess something and maybe get some advice. Here's my situation. I am 26 and have older friends (mostly in their 40s) and one of them has a 18yo daughter. I am always at my friends house watching movies or just kicking it there and his daughter always sits with me on the small couch. Well one night when I was there he went out to the store leaving his daughter and I alone like we have been dozens of times. The second his car is out of the driveway she starts kissing me and and putting my hand between her legs. I can feel myself getting turned on and she was very very wet but I know its wrong. I thought maybe it was a one time thing but now every chance we have to be alone we are making out and fooling around. It has gotten to the point of when we all are watching movies in his front room and her and I are covered by a blanket she has me fingering her under the blanket well her dad is less than 15 feet away. IDK what to do. On one hand I am betraying the trust of a friend of 5 years. On the other hand I am very much attracted to his daughter. What should I do?

When I was 18 I moved into a spacious residential home with a Jewish family that had the cutest 11 year-old daughter with adorable big brown eyes. Even though I knew I was betraying a trust given to me when I was invited to move in with the family, I made it my mission to have her. I was close with the family for about 6 years before I moved in and enjoyed a great relationship with the daughter.

The seduction was fairly easy and fucking exciting. Melissa's dad was off to work at 5AM. Her mom was a heavy sleeper into sleeping pills and always slept until 9AM.

Melissa was up every morning and using the bathroom at 6:15AM. My plan was simple. Expose myself to her while pretending to being asleep. So after a week of watching the family routine I put my plan into action by leaving my bedroom door ajar. What 11 year-old girl could resist peeking in the bedroom of a handsome young stud like me?

6:15 rolls around and I hear her bedroom door open. I turn on my side facing my bedroom door with Johnson limp but fully exposed. My face half buried in the pillow so I could peek at the door. Sure enough, a few moments after hearing her bedroom door open Melissa is standing by my door staring at my nakedness. I have to admit I was working hard at staying soft. I never intentionally exposed myself to anyone before and here I was naked in my bed with a little BLEEP girl checking out my package. This was definitely a turn on. But I didn't want her to see me hard that morning.

She stood by my door intently peering in for about five minutes before heading off to the bathroom. And when she was done she was back at my door for another peek.

I did the same thing the next morning and so did Melissa. She spent about five minutes checking out my package from behind the slightly cracked open door.

The next morning I left the door open a substantial width and laid on my back with a half a hard-on for her young eyes to gaze at. She spent a little longer using her eyes to have her way with me that morning. I wondered if she was masturbating.

Later that afternoon we were alone in the house and that's when I went in for the kill. We were sitting on the couch watching TV when I looked at her adorable face and said, "I saw you at my bedroom door this morning."

She immediately started blushing and moved her eyes to the floor. I said, "That's okay Melissa, I am not upset. It's only natural for you to look. I would have looked if you were laying in bed with nothing on. I would have looked real hard," I added with a smile.

She kind of half looked at me and replied, "Really?"

I reached out and in a classic move placed the side of my index finger under her chin and gently drew her eyes to meet mine.

"Yes, Melissa really. I think you could be the prettiest girl I've ever seen. It would have been impossible for me not to look at you lying on your bed without your nightie on."

She offered me a sheepish half smile and I leaned over gently kissing her lips. I asked her if she liked that and she nodded yes, opening the door to me taking her.

We didn't have much time left alone so I didn't go beyond kissing. Even though I was her first kiss she was a natural at making out. I didn't go any further than kissing and caressing her arms. We made out for about a half hour before her mom came home.

Later that night I crept into her bedroom and she was amenable to me having my way with her for the next three hours. It took me about 15 minutes to get her naked and suck on her pretty little pinkish buds. About 30 minutes after slinking into her bed she was having her first oral orgasm all over my face. I can't tell you how thrilling it was to take this little girl's innocence. She was a tiny girl so I didn't even consider penetrating her. But playing with and making this little hottie cum over and over for me was just as good fucking her. She had the sweetest bald little slit that I paid lots of attention to.

I did not want to seem pushy so the next night I did not go to her room. The first words out of her mouth in the morning were, "Where were you last night?"

Bingo! From that night on we frolicked almost every night for the next two years until we got caught. I had some well deserved nasty things said to me and I moved on. Feeling like a complete jerk for taking advantage and betraying those who trusted me. What I did was wrong. But if you saw Melissa you would understand why I had no choice. :)

i wish this was my wife and daughter.
http://sunshinecoastdaily.com.au/story/2012/01/10/a-mothers-betrayal-abuse-daughter-sex-court/

"woman recently began a cyber-sex relationship with a man in Melbourne and became obsessed with sex.

They would send sexual videos to each other.

The woman then began forcing her daughter to watch the sex videos she was making with the man, as part of a twisted effort to teach the young girl about sex."

My name is really Morag but I've told all my friends that my name is Wendy. They've known me as Wendy for about 15 years now. Should I tell them my real name and if I do, do you think they will feel betrayed at all? Or do I just continue pretending that my name is Wendy?

Our friends daughter came over one day to visit and she interupted mine and hubbies playtime so when we were all sitting there hubby was still rock hard and he was looking at lindsays tits (38d's) and we got on the subject of sex and when hubby stood up to leave room she saw his boner and was like OMFG and he was all embarresed coz we thought she was pissed but then she was like can I see it please. Hubby stood in front of her and she then just grabbed it and sucked him dry as I played with myself. We feel bad though as its our friends daughter and we betrayed their trust

I wish I was a German born before WW2. I admire Hitler and the Nazis, I think it is the biggest tragedy they failed in their crusade against Jewry and Bolshevism. I fucking can't stand all these communist fucks, you'd think they'd gone away in '91, but no they are now alive and stronger than ever in the form of half-breed Mestizos and in our White House trying to ruin the greatest economy in the world. I used to like the Israelis once and bought into the Jew guilt thing until I woke up and realized how much they betray the US and our so-called relationship.

I also hate how the white nationalist movement has been co-opted by rednecks and inbreds, the Nazis valued art, culture and opera, not throwing keggers, listening to mind-numbing screaming music and growing fat on BBQ. White youth in this country have no taste or respect for any of their heritage or culture.

The sad thing is what can I do about it, nothing. Can't move to Europe either as they are handing the keys of the gates to the Islamic hordes. The only comfort is when Rome fell, the rest of the world that hated it so much went to shit. Likewise all these subhuman mongrels who hate the West will find out the hard way when there are no more American or European engineers to design their computers, desalinization plants, oil wells, or automobiles.

1) Convince 18 year old girl you're a nice guy
2) Betray her trust
3) She masturbates on cam
4) ???
5) PROFIT!!!

Fuck I love being an asshole

LMFAO. Perv's your IP Adresses have gone public. Hahaha MOtherless has betrayed you! Let the packet sending begin! lol jk ;)
http://www.wihood.com/chat2/ips.php

I confess i am feeling suicidal over my ex.
The only think i can think about is blowing my brains out holding her picture.
I know it's wrong and she isn't worth it.

You see i have been in love before but no girl was perfect until i found her, she was in every way the girl of my dreams.
And she liked me too.

We were together for a couple of years and where planning to get maried.
She had a bit of a rought time with everyone betraying her but during this time i was always there for her, i dried her tears and helped her with everything.
Then she got new friends and suddenly i was not important anymore.
Due to some stuff happening i was falling in a depression and wanted her to be there for me, just saying that everything would be alright is something that really helps.
She refused and told me that that wasn't her job and that her friends ment more to her.
The months before she was spending time with these friends(more male than female) and too be honnest i hated it but wanted to see her happy.

When i needed her the most she dumped me, later i had to find out that she cheated on me and dumped me for him.
And even trough this was confirmed by all her friends, she still denies it to this day.
Instead she turned a lot of people against me with her lies and even called the cops on me.

I tought i was over it, several months have passed an i have a new gf. Sure she isn't perfect for me but she is nice and understands me. But still... now these toughts are coming back and it even got me hooked on drugs to "drown" my problems. It ruins my life and my buisness but what can i do... i still lover her so much but she was the one person i ever trully cared for and only person i ever truly trusted and she betrayed me and trew me away.

She was my dreamgirl, i got her, i lost her.
Thos who say it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all don't know shit.
I would kill to have never known her so i would be spared from this pain.

What to do....

I want to share the story on how racism and white domination became a huge turn on for me. I am a 23 year old black woman who grew up in the south. All my life I was told by my parents that I needed to stay away from the white boys at school and stick to my own, and that is what i did. My very first boyfriend was my fathers best friends son. He was the son of our churchs pastor, and very race proud. A lot of us down south are, but one day he decided to cheat on me with this white girl from school. I found out when that white girl and her boyfriend approached me asking where he could find my boyfriend so that him and his friends can kick his ass. I was naturally defensive but once he told me why my attitude completely changed. My boyfriend and I had been together for a few years at this point, and I know he had cheated on me in the past and I came to believe that this is just how relationships were supposed to be this time it was different. This time it was a white girl, and I had never felt so betrayed in my life. There was no reason for me to not believe them, his girlfriend was there crying and admitted to it right in my face. We got into his car and went to his house. What happened next was the hottest thing I have ever seen in my life. This white boy beat my black boyfriends ass all over his front yard. Seeing my boyfriend dominated like this after always tooting off as being superior was turning me on. After the fight was over and my boyfriend layed there on the grass beaten, i got in the white boys car and left. On the ride back to dropping me off I was offered to go over his house, I accepted - i didnt want to be at home, i knew my parents would beat my ass if they found out what just happend. while there we all reflected on what happened and him and his girlfriend started getting into a verbal altercation. he was calling her nigger lover, whore, slut and all other kinds of names. she eventually had enough and left...this was turning me on even more now. after she was gone, i made the comment that it would only be fair if we got back at our significant others and told him to not worry about being called a "nigger" lover - this surprised him and i made my move. we started making out and eventually we began to fuck. I started it by saying things like "give me that white dick", "fuck this nigga pussy", etc and after a little he began to get the hint. i never came so hard in my life, and ever since I've been addicted to sucking white cock while being called a nigger, white cock slave, and anything else you can think of.

eventually my boyfriend found out about this and all he could do was cry like a little bitch. Ever since I've been with nothing but white boys. I just thought I'd share becuase i see so many racist comments in here that get me wet, and theres nothing I love more than knowing my nigger place, and helping superier white mens cocks cum in this warm black mouth of mine.

Empathy, look it up. I have been looking at this site for few days, I like sex and sometimes younger girls and I must admit I have at times struggled with the line. Although I understand the attraction you have to girls that are to young (gods knows the world we live in,is bombarded with it). The age of the girls and sheer volume of really full on comments is truly scary. God or someone help the daughters of you guys, no wonder we keep kids under cotton wool these days. Do you not understand what raping a OLD girl would do, do you not understand what raping or even playing with your own daughter will do to her. Daughters want their fathers to make them feel safe and loved. Imagine how she feels after each time, imagine how she will feel when she works out that her Dad took away her innocence, robbed her of the right to experience love and sex all by herself, without manipulation and that weird betrayal feeling she is yet to fully understand. it's never to late, go and apologise right now, tell her you will never hurt her again and spend the rest of your life making it up to her. To top it off there is some really sick fucks, that talk about hurting them, you may not be one of those, but you are facilitating it (make no mistake), imagine your daughter face down in the gutter after on of these fuckers has had his way, she probably called out for you, imagine the moment she began to understand her fate. Stop it, it's never to late to change.

Empathy, look it up. I have been looking at this site for few days, I like sex and sometimes younger girls and I must admit I have at times struggled with the line. Although I understand the attraction you have to girls that are to young (gods knows the world we live in,is bombarded with it). The age of the girls and sheer volume of really full on comments is truly scary. God or someone help the daughters of you guys, no wonder we keep kids under cotton wool these days. Do you not understand what raping a OLD girl would do, do you not understand what raping or even playing with your own daughter will do to her. Daughters want their fathers to make them feel safe and loved. Imagine how she feels after each time, imagine how she will feel when she works out that her Dad took away her innocence, robbed her of the right to experience love and sex all by herself, without manipulation and that weird betrayal feeling she is yet to fully understand. it's never to late, go and apologise right now, tell her you will never hurt her again and spend the rest of your life making it up to her. To top it off there is some really sick fucks, that talk about hurting them, you may not be one of those, but you are facilitating it (make no mistake), imagine your daughter face down in the gutter after on of these fuckers has had his way, she probably called out for you, imagine the moment she began to understand her fate. Stop it, it's never to late to change.

i been happily married for about 12 years now. until recently but i will get to that. i married my high school sweetheart because it was the right thing to do when i got her pregnant. well after 12 years of marriage i found out the child inst mine. so the past 12 years were basically a betrayal by my bitch wife!

but do not worry fellow motherlessers. because that woman works very late and takes a lot of cross state business trips i get a lot of alone time with her daughter. as you can probably tell we are separated but still living together.

i do a lot of nasty things to this little girls since i found out she really isn't mine, how great is that. having a little 12 year old girl who love you dearly call you daddy.
this girl turns me so on reminds me of her mother when i first met her in middle school. i have in fitted the guest room with mirrors on each wall in the house which i call our little play room. at her nubile young age she has developed a nice slender body just like her mother and i take advantage of this by making her dress up in the sexiest underwear i can buy which i keep hidden. it gives me a powerful rush whenever she screams daddy. the harder she cries the harder i pound on her. i make her sleep with me when the other woman is away on a trip. i make her suck me off till i fall asleep. in the mornings when shes fast asleep i like to slip it in which ever hole depending how she slept.

half way writing this confession i got so turned on i woke her up in her sleep with my cock in her mouth. god since i am not her real father, when she is legal i will find a way to make her my new wife.

This is basically a confession on a couple of much younger (teens but legal where I am) girls I've been with.

First up, some ground rules. You're not getting pics, so don't ask. I don't live in the U.S., where I do live, 16 is the age of consent, but porn is still a no til you're 18, even though half the girls I know (at least the younger ones) take nudes.

Yes, this is legit, so trolls bitching and whining that this is fake, cool story bro, pics or it didn't happen, Op is a fag, etc.: crawl back under your rock, and find another thread to post in. I'll stick around over the next while to answer any legit questions.

Finally... I posted this on AnonIB's secrets, once in response to another thread which was either deleted by staff or removed by the Op, and again in my own thread, and a week later the fucking site went down. Go figure. I gave up for a while, I mean really, I can keep this shit to myself and live happily. However... frankly, seeing all the old on this site makes me happy. I enjoy younger girls. As a society (and I'm talking Western, European/North American society, and fuck Japanese and most other societies as well), we're geared towards appreciating the beauty of youth. Old actors get to be Morgan Freeman and Clint Eastwood, old players get to be Hugh Hefner... old actresses, retired and left to grandmother. I've got no problem with that frankly. It works well. Girls mature early, guys mature late. The dynamics work. And old chicks still get enough play thanks to most guys being willing enough to fuck anything that moves.

And in the middle of that older guy/younger girl based global village, you watch America, where pedo is the new "commie," and it's like watching an older brother who is dumb as a fucking post repeatedly make the same mistake over and over, all the while sitting there being pissed off at him, and finally you've got to say something. Since I figure there are plenty of users, male and female, who don't have an issue with younger girls/older guys, I figured I'd contribute.

By the way, I tend to be a bit long winded, deal with it. Anyhow - I'm not talking kids here, but mature teens. Physically, and quite frankly, mentally (I know way more immature adults than I wish I did, and some teens who are essentially serene in comparison). And watching guys get labelled pedo for fucking a 16 year old girl who wants it is fucking insane. Watching girls put on a sex offender list for posting a shot of their tits, ruining their lives - what the fuck, America? You've lost both your brain and you dick?

That's my half-assed motivation, now, my story. In the last three years I've been with 7 girls. Not a ton, I don't pick up bar skanks and like to actually get to know people. The oldest of these girls (the current one) is 20. The others were 16 to 18 when we started out. For the record, I'm in my early to mid 30s. I had a serious (dating) relationship with one of them, the rest have been friends with benefits. Aside from the 20 year old chick I'm fooling around with now, the others were 16, 17, 17, 18, 18, and 18 to start (the oldest now being 21).

Before this I dated on and off but not a lot, and only girls my own age (I've always had a thing for younger girls - but I will go older as well, it depends on the girl). Since the first time I got involved with a younger girl, however, I've been constantly involved with someone, even just as FwB, and I've more or less become a sex addict.

I'm kind of skipping my current "friend" relationship (the 20 year old) because it's not quite on topic, but she's a total slut in the bedroom - anal, rimming, ass to mouth, swallows like a champ, etc. If you've got questions I'll answer them, otherwise... it's fun. And being that she's a little more experienced, the sex is a little better. Hate to let you pervs down, but fucking a 16 year old isn't always the best sex (there are nerves involved, even when it's consensual, that's why sex gets better with age, so if you're going the young girl route - be prepared to teach).

Aside from the current girl, the teenage ones - the most recent girl (as far as our first meeting) was 18, loved anal, and I completely ruined her asshole (not really, but she definitely loosened up after a while; I was not the first guy to fuck her ass). Was a summer fling. We may do it again. It's up in the air right now, so who knows.

My favourite, and it wasn't just the age, was the youngest, who was 16 when it started, now 17, only I didn't know really where I wanted it to go. I legitimately started to like her. And this was a problem: she just wanted to fool around. Shocking as it may seem but she actually initiated everything, from meeting in person (we knew each other online), to fooling around together. She kind of grew away from me (I only rarely got to see her) and we basically unofficially ended things after about 8 months but fuck... it was fun. A great ego boost and an awesome girl (I get the feeling I'm not the only older guy she's been with mind you). She wasn't much into anal or oral, just sex, but she had some other... twists to her. You'd be surprised how kinky some young girls can get.

At one point I was seeing three of these girls at the same time (but not together, no group sex, I just mean, one day with one, one day with another) and they all knew about it. Not details in all cases but they were open relationships so they knew I was with other people, and some of them were fooling around on the side too (the one I dated is actually now the oldest, the rest came after, with that one I was monogamous from the time she was 17, lasted a year and a half). I actually saw all three of those within a 24 hour period one day back in the summer. Fucked the 18 year old's ass, ate out and rubbed another 18 year old the next morning (then came on her ass), and finally fucked the 16 year old's cunt that night.

I've left out one of the 17 year olds (cute asian chick) and the last 18 year old (not hot but made up for it by being a good fuck) simply because this is getting long-winded.

So I felt like I was spoiled for a while, but like I said the summer fling is over (clearly since it's fucking winter now), I lost interest in the other 18 year old chick (she's too self-absorbed), but I still adore the youngest one... it just didn't work out. I'm surprised it lasted as long as it did frankly. I'm not anything official with the girl I'm fooling around with now but the sex is great so... although, who knows, I have some options.

So at this point if you bothered reading all this, you're probably at a wtf point. Ok, let me give this advice:

Lesson the first: you want to hook up with a younger girl, stop treating her like the fantasy slut you want, and just start being friends. Young girls mature WAY faster than guys and chances are, even if you're not the most amazing guy in the world, something will happen. I'm not amazingly hot, rich, or a porn star. I just try not to be a total prick. Oh, and avoid the high maintenance types. Fuck that. Go for the quiet girl, the best friend of the pretty chick, or the kinky type with daddy issues, if you're really looking for a younger partner. Treat them well and you'll be surprised how much young girls love sex and how far they're willing to go (I've been called Daddy a few times, "fuck my ass Daddy" is extremely hot when you're old enough to actually be her father, well almost).

Lesson the second: Having said that, do not get too attached. Young girls want sex. It's not just guys who run off hormones. Don't be surprised if they're just looking to hook up - but a tad differently than a guy would. Guys will jump at the first chance to stick their cock in something. It's fucking sad to see sometimes. Girls, even if they're just looking for sex, will play coy for a while, look for friendship, and try to ensure the guy isn't a total fuckwit (ok, some sluts will just put out, but I'm not really looking to pick up an STD). So while you're best bet is to just know them and be friends with them like you would anyone else, they're nowhere near ready to get serious 99.9% of the time - keep your feelings in check. I could have enjoyed that one girl for eons, but hey, different places in our lives...

Lesson the third: Enjoy yourself. I don't care what age you are, if you're male or female... if she's old enough to want it she's going to find it (and fuck knows guys will) so just try and be the responsible one, but enjoy it nonetheless.

I feel that's enough. Skip the retarded questions. No names, no pics, no places, but feel free to ask about what we did, how we met (general terms), anything you actually want to know from an older guy who actually has been with someone under 18.

Oh, and if you're wondering why I'm being vague even though it's legal here at 16 - it would still be a scandal and I'm not betraying anyone's trust. Hence no names places etc.

Ok Motherless, lets see how you do, decent questions and I'll stick around longer.

I raped a woman in work couple of yrs ago. She worked for a diffrent firm in same building and used to walk about wearing tight short skirts.For around a yr I tried to chat her up with no sucess and then 1 day she was on her own and I saw her in 1 of the lounges(work in an airport) bent over sorting out paperwork I could see her panties and my cock sprung to attention so I sneaked up behind her grabbed her by the hair with my left hand and put my right up her skirt.Next i moved her panties to the side and slipped my finger in and when her pussy betrayed her and got wet I wrestled her onto a sofa and damn she put up a good fight forced myself between her long legs and dropped my trousers. when my cock was free he stood real proud (I dont know if everyone the same but I get raging hard-ons when I am in raping mode) and after a bit more fight out of her I managed to sink my cock into her pussy and pumped her hard and nasty for a good 15 to 20 minutes before I cum inside her wonderful tight wet cunt pulled out and a first for me this bit still gets me I wiped my cock on her panties pulled up my trousers told her if she goes to the pigs I would hunt her down and rape her again over and over.Do I regret it no have raped before 5 times and basically if the bitches spread their pussy for me I wouldnt lose control so fuck them the skanky dirty whorebitchs.ps This last bitch still works there is funny when she sees me is terrified and o a funny note the bitch got preggers around that time and no not claiming it is mine coulda being just preggers when I raped her but if it is haha that taught her a lesson.pps pity the cunt doesnt dress sexy any more is the only drawback

DAMN YOU MOTHERLESS!!!
you used to be my friend!
why have you betrayed me!
everywhere i look i see scat, animal, old, fat, ugly, gay, or otherwise unpalatable porno. AND THATS A GOOD THING!!! this is a fucking moral free zone! that means EVERYTHING is okay and nothing is taboo. so why are all of these staples of the perverted and depraved allowed, but my little girlies arent? do you WANT me to rape small children? bcuz this site is about all thats stopping me.

now watch the majik. trolls will be fed.

Take a step back. Fucking look at yourself. You are human. You are beautiful. You are so beautiful. And you can be anything. You can be everything. Do not hate because someone broke your heart, or because your parents split up, your best friend betrayed you, your father hit you, the kid down the street called you fat, ugly, stupid, worthless.

Do not concern yourself with things you cannot control. Cry when you need to, then let go wehn its time. Don't hang onto painful memories just because you're afraid to forget. Let go of things that are in the past. Forget things that aren't worth rembering. Stop taking things for granted.

Stop taking life for granted. Live for something. Live for yourself. Fall in love. Fall out of love. Fall in love. Fall out of love. Do this over and over until you know what it really is to love someone. Question things. Tell people how you really feel. Sleep under the stars. Create. Imagine. Inspire. Share something wonderful. Make something beautiful and then destroy it. Meet new people. Make someone's day. Follow your dreams. Live your life to its full potential.

Just live, dammit. Let go of all the horrible things in your life and just fucking live. And one day, when you're old, look back with no regrets.