Looking for young petite girls with daddy issues. I would be willing to serve as daddy to them via text, email or in person.

What would you do to this slut with daddy issues? 

So, I've finally come to grips with the fact that I have a huge daddy issue. I love roleplaying as daddy's little girl, being daddy's dirty slut, etc. Never with my real dad (ew,) but the idea of being treated like every dad's dream daughter is a huge fucking turn on.

This slut has such deep daddy issues she'll do anything for my approval. What would you do to her?

Chapter 3
This isn't a progressive prison. Quite the opposite. They aren't interested in rehabilitation, only punishment. As a result the guards carry a number of different weapons. Non-lethal but still damn effective. And they need to practice with them regularly. Your prescence offers them a unique opportunity to train using a person, rather than manniquins.
You're walked, naked, through the prison and out into the yard. During the walk your slutty fag body is seen by almost everyone. The prisoners taunt you and mock your tiny fucking clit. They promise that if they ever get their hands on you they'll rape you unconscious and cover you in the cum of real men.
Once in the yard you're hand cuffed to the chain link fence. Both wrists and ankles. Spread eagled. You're completely vulnerable. The warm sun offers a small amount of comfort.
The guards explain that they are going to practice their riot suppression techniques on your sissy body, beginning with nightsticks. They already know they can shove them up your boipussy whenever they want so instead they're going to beat you with them. They focus their attention on your titties. They're dying to know if the nice big implants Daddy bought you are as sensitive as real titties. It turns out they are. Repeated blows to your tits rain down. The pain is incredible. Your crying and begging for mercy has no effect on them. The bruising starts to set in immediately. Just when you think you'll pass out from the pain it stops.
The beating only stops because they're moving on to the next weapon, not because they give a damn about your suffering. The guards unholster their tasers and you realize what's in store for you next.
They each take turns shooting the electrified darts into your soft, girly, body and running the electricity through you. You dance and writhe in place. The pain is excruciating and yet your clit is growing. It has a mind of it's own and it's enjoying the humiliation, torture and pain. It knows this is what you crave. What you deserve.
The guards grow bored simply shooting the tasers at you and decide they should hook them directly up to your useless balls and run the electricity into you. The darts are stabbed into your sack and the trigger pulled. Hundreds of volts run through your pathetic balls and throughout your body. Over and over. Your cries only make them laugh. Your begging for mercy only makes them do it more and more. Eventually you lose control and piss yourself prompting howls of laughter. The humiliation makes you blush from head to toe. It also makes your cock start to grow again.
The next weapon to be unleashed is the bean bag shot gun. Bonus points are going to be awarded for anyone who hits your tits and even more points for hitting you in the clit and balls. There's a very brief conversation among the guards about the risk of doing permanent damage but it's quickly decided no one gives a damn. The first two shots hit your tits knocking the wind out of you. The third shot hits your throat making it almost impossible for you to scream anymore. After that each and every shot is aimed at your clit. Round after round smashes into your crotch. Each one feels like being kicked in the balls. Your legs go limp and you're left hanging by your wrists from the fence like a depraved piece of meat.
A bucket of ice cold water splashes over you, snapping you out of your stupor. You can barely feel your clit anymore. Your balls are swollen to the size of oranges.
The next weapon to be used is rubber bullets. They aren't utilized very often on the prisoners because of the damage they can do. No one cares about the damage they'll do to you.
Again, bonus points are available for hitting you in the tits and crotch. This time around the discussion about damage is a bit more serious. It's agreed a direct hit could destroy your balls. The consensus is that if that happens they'll take you to the prison doctor and have him remove your balls completely. They'll turn you into a total fucking eunuch.
The first couple of shots hit your thighs and stomach. the pain rips through you instantly. The swelling and bruising is also instant. As is the perverse enjoyment you're feeling. Your depraved mind has decided you both deserve and enjoy this treatment. As before, your clit starts to grow at the thought.
Inevitably two shots, in quick succession, hit your balls. Your screams can be heard throughout the entire prison before you fall unconscious.
It takes two buckets of ice cold water splashed over your limp body to revive you this time.
The guards examine your almost ruined clit and balls and decide the doctor can, probably, save them.
That being decided they go get the guards that ride horseback and oversee the prisoners working the farm.
Those guards need practice with their whips. They don't get to use them as often as they'd like so practice is always welcome and you're perfect for their needs.
You're unshackled from the fence and turned around, facing it, and reshackled. The two horseback guards flip a coin to see who goes first. The winner uncoils his 8 ft whip and begins swirling it in the air. With a quick flip of his wrist the whip leaps out and bites your ass. Your screams echo across the yard. Another swoosh and the whip crosses your back. Bright red welts form immediately. The burning sensation radiates out across your back. They start coming faster now. Most of them hit your thicc ass, making you dance and quiver and shake and scream. Eventually it becomes so intense you go numb. Your ass is on fire but now you simply accept that this is what you deserve because you're a sissy slut, pain whore.
After what seems like an eternity you're unshackled and turned around again. The bite of the cuffs into your wrists and ankles is inconsequential compared to the pain rushing through your ass and back.
The second guard begins his turn focused on your titties. Your plump, sensitive, titties feel the sting of the tip of the whip. He's incredibly accurate. Hitting your nipples over and over. They all laugh as you cry and beg him to stop. Instead they encourage him. They want to know if he can make you scream even louder.
He's confident he can. He says he doesn't want.to hit your ball because they're really close to being completely destroyed but he's sure can hit your clit.
Turns out he's right
The whip bites into your useless cock over and over.
Your screams carry for miles. As does their laughter. The worst part though, is that throughout the entire whipping, you cock has been seeping cum. And now that they are done they notice it for the first time.
It's then that they realize what they have on their hands.
Chapter 4
The fact that the prison is also a working farm results in some unique opportunities, and challenges, for the men working it.
The farm provides vegetables and meat for the prison.
It also provides sadistic guards with some creative ways to torture sissy sluts.
For example, the guards know your boipussy can take it deep, because they shoved a whole nightstick up your slutty ass, but they got to wondering how fat a zucchini they could stuff in your gaping hole before you passed out or ripped. Turns out the answer is 10 inches before you screamed so loud it could be heard miles away, and then you passed out. What confused them was that you seemed to be enjoying it up to that point.
They also discovered that your useless faggy body could be used to solve practical problems.
The prisoners were running into issues with fire ants in the soil they were working. The guards realized that you could be used as bait.
You were stripped naked, yet again, (At this point it was rare for you to have clothes on at all. Much quicker to rape you if you're already naked) and taken to the farm field. The walk past the prison yard was both humiliating and thrilling for you. So many men wanting to fuck your sweet little holes. Potentially so much cum for you to swallow or be covered by. So many hard cocks for you to suck. All you could ever want. And you wanted them all.
Just before the guards lead you outside the fence they tie your hands behind your back and put a collar around your neck. A rope is passed through the ring on the collar and handed to a guard on horseback. You can feel the hot sun making your big, fat, titties redder and redder.
The horse starts walking forward and you follow along behind. The rider picks up the pace and you have to start running a little to keep up. The heat and the running has you sweating and gasping.
The rider speeds up a bit more and you have to run hard to keep up. The guards in the truck following you, and rider are laughing at the way your clit is bouncing around as you run. They're also laughing at the way your titties are slamming up and down.
Again the rider speeds up. This time you can't keep up, you stumble and fall. They don't stop. You're being dragged through the dirt into the field. The rocks, gravel and dirt are scraping your titties and, especially, your clit. It hurts so good. You feel like an animal and deep down, much to your shame, you're enjoying it.
Just when you think you can't take anymore it stops.
You're in the middle of the field. The fire ant hill is mere feet away.
They flip you over and cut the rope around your wrists. The guards in the truck get out and rummage around in the back of the truck. They pull out four stakes, a length of rope and a hammer.
You lay, gasping, in the hot southern heat. The scrapes all over your body are on fire. Your clit is throbbing, both from the pain, and the shameful pleasure your feeling. Being exposed and used by these strong, cruel men is making you feel more and more like a sissy fucktoy. Completely empty of masculinity.
The guards have pounded the four stakes into the ground around you. Ropes are wrapped around your wrists and ankles and your stretched, spread eagled, as they tie them to the stakes. You're unable to move, except to wiggle a little. Your pathetic attempts at struggle make your clit flop around uselessly which elicits more laughter. They put a burlap bag over your head and tie a rope tightly around your neck to hold it in place.
The guards have been working quickly. They don't want to be swarmed by the ants, that's your role.
One of the guards grabs a long stick and, just for laughs, hits your clit with it, just ot hear you cry out, before heading toward the ant hill.
He begins poking the hill with the stick. The ants come swarming out and all the guards run for the truck. The guard on horseback takes off at a gallop.
The ants don't take long to find you. Crawling over your arms and legs they begin heading toward your scraped clit. Within seconds they've completely cover your useless clit and begin burrowing down into the shaft.
The guards are about a hundred yards away and yet they can hear you screaming, crying, pleading and begging for release. There's no help coming. You're at the mercy of the insects who are beginning to bite your useless cock and push their way into your sissy ass. It's so easy for them to crawl up your boipussy. It's been fucked so often lately it gapes. They march right up you effortlessly.
The intensity of the pain in your clit and ass has distracted you from the dozens of ants devouring your fat, soft titties.
They're everywhere. On you, in you. Using your useless fucking sissy fag body for their needs. As it should be. Your thicc, feminine, slut body exists only for the pleasure of others, and that includes insects.
Because you're a depraved pain slut your clit starts to grow, making it easier for the ants to enter you.
The guards can't believe you're getting hard. They're glad they decided to record the whole spectacle because otherwise no one would believe it. They can't wait to show it to everyone down at the bar.
Right about the time you start to pass out, from the pain and the exhaustion of screaming and crying non stop for almost an hour relief comes.
They need you alive. Damaged is fine but alive. A 2" hose sprays you with a deluge of cold water sending the ants flying. The hose is shoved into your pussy to flush them out. The Icy cold water shoots into your guts with incredible force.
A stick is pushed into the end of your still hard clit to kill the ants inside. The pain of the stick being jammed into your useless cock makes you finally pass out but not before you hear the guards say they can't wait to do this again with different insects.
Chapter 5
The sunlight through the infirmary window wakes you. You're not sure how long you've been there. You feel good though. There's no signs of the ant bites so you figure you've probably been there a few days.
When the nurse comes in you ask her a few questions. Turns out you've been there three days. They kept you sedated and medicated. That didn't stop the guards from occasionally coming in and sodomizing you anyway. Apparently you moaned like a little bitch even though you were almost completely unconscious.
The knowledge that they used your ass for their amusement and pleasure while you slept, without giving a damn if you enjoyed it, filled you with both shame and arousal. You were a human flashlight for three days, for god only knows how many cocks.
You notice that your skin seems softer and smoother. At first you thought it was because of the treatment for the ant bites. You ask the nurse about it. She says, no, they have, in fact, been pumping you full of hormones. She says she's never seen doses that large before. You lift the sheet and look at your cock. To your shock, surprise and shame it's even smaller than before. So are your balls.
You drift off back to sleep feeling more like a girl than ever before.
Chapter 6
Your recovery is progressing nicely after the ant torture. You've been given a break for a week.
The break consisted of only having to suck every cock put in front of you (dozens and dozens) and being fucked repeatedly, all day and night. Usually one at time but occasionally being gang banged. 6 or 8 cocks filling your boipussy with their hot cum. So much cum it would still be leaking out of you hours later.
It's pointless for you to put clothes on most of the time. When you are allowed clothes they are femmy as possible. Short skirts, crop tops that don't really contain your fat titties, garters and stocking and nothing else. Essentially, they dress you like a sissy slut whore.
At this point you're not even sure you remember your own name. You've been called everything but. Fucktoy, cumdump, meat puppet, whore, slut, faggot, sissy, girl, fuckface, useless, pain pig, ant girl, and a bunch more.
It's reached the point where you don't feel right if you're not sticky from cum or your boipussy is empty. It's come to feel completely natural to be impaled on a real man's cock.
Chapter 7
There's a problem down in the barns. One of the stallions is in heat and there's no mare to breed him to. It will be at least two weeks before they can get a mare in to breed with him. He's become damn near unrideable.
The guards have been discussing it and you're the solution. It's even decided that you are going to suck the stallion off. Some of the guards wanted to let it fuck you but.others were concerned it might destroy you. Not that they give a damn about you. They don't. They just want to keep you alive so they can continue to torture and use you. You're a slutty, depraved, amusement for them.
You're marched down to the barn. Almost every guard on staff has come along to watch and record the perverted spectacle. This is filling you with mixed emotions. It's completely humiliating to be forced to serve the sexual needs of an animal in front of a large crowd of people. On the other hand it's a dream come true to serve the sexual needs of an animal in front of a large crowd of people.
The stallion is walked out into the corral so that the guards will have a good view of your depraved cock sucking. They weren't kidding when they said he was horny. His cock is already getting hard and you haven't even touched it yet.
You drop to your knees beside the stallion and tentatively reach out for his growing cock. It's already 18 inches long and it's only half hard. Stroking it makes it grow quickly to its full 3 foot length. It's beautiful.
The guards are growing impatient. They're yelling for you to quit screwing around and start sucking.
You pull the massive cock to your lips and kiss it. Swirling your tongue around the tip produces pre-cum and the horse starts to settle. You stretch your mouth wide to take as much of the massive head as you can into your slutty mouth. To the surprise of the crowd you can get it in your mouth. Sucking as much as you can, tasting the musk, feeling the heat, hearing the guards calling you filthy names is all combining to turn you on. To your shame, and the amusement and disgust of the guards, your clit starts to grow.
A few more minutes of worshipping the big animals cock and you can start to feel it throb. No one has told you if you're supposed to swallow the cum. You decide that if you're going to be the best, most depraved piece of fuck meat you can possibly be, you should swallow.
With a loud grunt the horse begins to cum. So much hot cum gushes into your mouth. Too much to swallow. It shoots out of your mouth, out your nose an all over your tits. Sputtering, coughing and gagging, on your knees, in the dirt, covered in horse cum, in front of a crowd, you lose control and begin to cum too.
The guards howl with laughter and heap verbal abuse on you.
All you can do is hang your head in shame. And pure, perverted, satisfaction.
Chapter 8
You awaken the next morning, still flush with excitement and shame from yesterday's bestiality show.
The memory of your depravity, and the unbridled lust and perversion, makes your cock start to grow again.
You sucked off a horse in front of a large crowd. You savored its cum in your mouth. Your tits were coated in his hot, sticky jism.
Rather than being repulsed you realize you want more.
Unfortunately for you, today's plans don't include the animals.
There's a section of farm land that isn't draining properly and has become swampy. The prisoners don't want to go in and drain the water because it's full of leeches. That's where you come in.
The guards could bait the leeches with fresh pork but why waste good meat when they can use you.
Once again you're marched, naked through the prison and out to the road to the farm. The name calling and abuse as you pass the prisoners is as vile as ever. Rape threats, humiliating comments about your pathetic little cock, reminders that you are definitely not a man anymore. You're a faggy little sex slave for an entire prison and the people who run it.
As you walk through the fields with the guards, toward the swamp the hot sun beats down on your naked body. It occurs to you, and makes you blush, that you don't have to worry about tan lines.
As you approach the swamp you realize it's bigger than you imagined. There's got to be hundreds of leeches in it.
The guards tie your hands behind your back and order you to start walking into the water. You hesitate momentarily. The slash of a whip across your back gets you moving quickly.
Too quickly. You lose your footing in the thick mud, stumble and fall face first into the water.
Your struggles to turn over roil the water and stir up the mud, releasing the leeches and other bugs living there.
The guards yell at you to get further into the water and to get on your back with your legs spread. This time when you hesitate a rubber bullet is shot at you, hitting you square in the ass. The pain is excruciating and the swelling starts immediately. But you move.
You wade into the water and find a spot where you can submerge your body and still keep your head above water.
It only takes a couple of minutes for the leeches to find you.
At first it tickles as they begin to crawl over your naked, slutty, body.
Then they start to latch on. Initially it's on your thighs and stomach. Then it's your arms and tits.
Eventually they find your cock and your boipussy.
As the first one starts slithering up your cunt you realize they're not just going to use you externally. With your hands tied behind.your back there's no way for you to protect yourself.
There are a least a dozen on your titties. Biting and sucking on your nipples, areola, and soft tit meat.
You've lost track of how many have slipped inside your cunt. You can feel them working their way deep inside you. There's so many it feels like a cock. A live wriggling, biting, cock working deeper and deeper into you.
The assault on your cock distracts you from the damage being done to your boipussy.
At least three of them have worked their way into your urethra and have latched on. The pain is unbelievable and your screams and pleas for mercy echo across the swamp. All it gets is laughter and mocking from the guards. They remind you that you're nothing but meat and this is what meat gets used for.
For three long hours you lay in the water, a fucking plaything for insects. The heat and the loss of blood start to take a toll. Your head is getting light. It's about then that you realize that this is your destiny. A sex slave for vicious perverts. Rape meat for horny prisoners. A fucktoy for an entire barnyard full of animals. A piece of meat, so depraved and filthy that being sexually abused by insects, letting them destroy your ass and pathetic sissy cock, feels right.

Ok so honest.. if Bree was your step sister and she was a total whore and wanted to fuck you would you? And I found her nudes too.. she loves posting herself online too. A major attention whore.. total daddy issues lol

I haven't had sex in 8 months. I'm starting to lose interest in the depraving things I used to like on here. In no way do I want any kind of dick. Tried that when I was much younger and didn't like it. I'm older but, don't look it and definitely don't feel it. But, ever since I fucked around on my baby momma and her and I can never work things out women lost interest. When I was with her I was fucking 18-21 year olds. Now I can't even get a handy from a cracked out 28 year old with daddy issues. FML.

What do you think of me? What would you do to me? Obviously take me on a nice date and listen to all my daddy issues right? 😘

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I confess the biggest slut i know is my older aunt(i was 16 she was 32 when i met her)who stayed with my mom and i for about a year when she 1st came from mexico. in that year she gave at least 10 doifferent guys head several times in the same room as me..i slept in the living room with her seperated by a big curtain. she had people come over late and quietly have sex while she thought EVERYONE was asleep. she had a few neighbors over while my mom was away and had issues with her babys daddy who would hit her and shed cry and find someone to fuck..
I lost my virginity to her asshole one weekend while my mom was away when i was 16 and she got dragged home drunk and passed out face down.. she was drinking downstairs at a party and she brought a guy up that day..they turned the lights off so i wouldnt see and she blew him right behind me while i was watched tv acting like i didnt know! She finished and they rushed downstairs, then wayyy later that night she came up again with the same guy plus 2 more helping because she was out of it her thong was showing and her skirt was wayyy up. and no surprise they threw her on the couch and told me to go to sleep(In my house!!) so i left for a bit and quietly peeked at them feeling up on her telling her things like "Open ur mouth!" and shed nod rolling her eyes back. one guy sat on the couch with her face on his junk while he jacked off pulling her hair up, forcing her mouth open. and the other 2 took turns from behind keeping her butt up and bent over the couch. i knew they were trying anal because they were wetting her asshole trying to get in and she moaned and screamed at some points. it only took like 10 minutes and they all left quick and left her there. after they left i went to see if she would wake up and i slapped her a few times. then her ass. i locked all doors quickly and couldnt resist seeing my aunts wet oiled asshole ready to be used i bent her over the couch again with her face burried even a pillow over her head so she wouldnt wake up and turn so i licked her all around, even her ass i didnt care i was getting sloppy 4ths! and my dick slid right in as far as i could. grabbing her hair, slapping her ass, pulling her waist back. i fucked her sooooo good..i think i left hickies!

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I’m a pretty hardcore gay guy. Into fisting and servicing random older daddy types.
Recently, however, I’ve been really craving to go down on some hot pussy. I did it once when I was 15 and really enjoyed it, and a couple years back I got the pleasure of munching on some meaty FTM bonus hole! We fisted each other and he squirt all over my face and hand and body. It was so fucking hot, I just tried to keep drinking it.
That’s how dedicated to doing this again. I’m absolutely down for some more trans cock, but I’m really wanting to open myself up to girls and women. Honestly, I’ll be down there for a while, so I hope you give me a couple tips and then enjoy the ride. I’m cool with chems and mood enhancers, but let’s not get too messy.
I’m very good at taking directions, I’m very polite, and I’m totally willing to offer my body up for any experiments you might want to try.
I have a great cock if you want to get fucked, but condoms are an issue. I see a dr on the reg and am currently “clean” of STIs.
Non smokers a plus.

My brother and I were just opportunists and had always been, so when my parents decided they were going out for the evening, we knew there was a chance to do something exciting but there was no way we were going to be able to have a party. We opted to sit at home and watch movies and ordered several before mom and dad left and threw a pizza in the oven. The minute they were out the door, Tommy was all over me with questions.

"Can Mike and Billy come over?" He asked with an adoring look on his face. "I promise we’ll just sit here and watch movies." I did think Mike was quite cute but way too young, of course and honestly they were older than Tommy so I saw no harm in it.

"If you keep your mouth shut about the vodka." I stated in a tone that implied his life would be at stake if he opened his mouth. "And seriously, you guys have to keep it down, too"

"You got it, Sis!" He replied enthusiastically and immediately got on the phone with his buddies. I grabbed myself a glass, popped in some ice cubes and headed for the liqueur cabinet. I poured myself a glass not knowing what it would take to get me drunk. I merely followed the footsteps of my Daddy. While putting the bottle of vodka back I noticed some videos behind the other bottles and carefully pulled one out. It was definitely porn and I chuckled to myself while twirling the box in my hand to try and understand what the movie was about. I studied the girl on the front who had her hand around a huge cock and she was stuffing it into her mouth. There were two other guys behind her and one was about to stick his tool right in her ass. I set the box down and put the vodka back. My hand put the glass to my mouth and I took a sip.

"Ugh!" I shrieked. "How could anyone drink this stuff" I said again to myself and took another sip while pondering the pictures of sex still lingering in my head. I headed for the bathroom and drew myself a nice hot bath, removed my clothes and got in. Moments later I heard the door opening, closing, people talking and gathering food but soon it all settled down and I knew the night would be an easy one. Sip after sip I sat in the tub with the imagery of that stupid movie going through my head and before long I found my hand covering my bald little beaver and soon my fingers were working on the little button. I lay in a meditative state for some time until I heard a knock at the bathroom door.

"What?" I said angrily. Tommy’s voice was soft and he said with some difficulty.

"I need to pee." He pleaded. "Are you going to be long?"

"Probably," I said. "Just come in and pee but don’t be trying to look you perv." Tommy and I had seen each other naked many times. Neither of us were ashamed of our bodies and there really was never any uncomfortable weirdness between us. He slowly entered the bathroom and I heard nothing but silence for quite some time. "I thought you had to pee." I said startling him into quickly trying to explain.

"I’m trying, sorry. I’ll just be a minute." He said in a voice that sounded like he was nearly crying but I could see that he was embarrassed through the chrome of the faucet handle. I moved closer to the mirrored image and saw that my brother was holding onto a throbbing erection and trying to point it at the toilet. I nearly died laughing but knew that if I did, I would be so busted for looking so I sat there watching with my hand over my mouth. He had quite an impressive boner that I had never seen before and I suppose a sister shouldn’t, but I was getting a bit turned on by it. I started to feel a little sorry for him but let him be for the moment and thought maybe a little conversation would help him relax.

"Don’t ever drink vodka." I said to him from behind the shower curtain and then swished a little water around and looked down at my tits. My nipples were harder than I had ever seen them.

"Why?" He asked. "Are you drunk?" I could still see him standing there with his erection in his hand though the image was slightly distorted.

"Close to it, bro!" I said and shook the ice around in the glass and took the last swallow. "This stuff is strong and I got a hell of a buzz." I said with a slight slur that I was faking. I stuck my arm out from behind the shower curtain and teased him. "You need a hand?" I said and laughed holding my hand out. "What’s the matter with you? Cant you pee while I’m in here?"

"It’s not you." He bellowed with frustration. A moment of silence lay upon us and then I felt a slap against my hand but it did not feel like his hand. "I have an issue here." He said worried.

"What the fuck was that?" I said as I angrily slid the curtain back and saw him holding his erection. "Oh no you didn’t!" I said as a warning while I watched him crouch and try to hide himself. He started laughing and shaking his head.

"Oh yes I did." He said between laughs and I began to laugh, too. I slapped him hard on the ass as he was trying to back away. "Ow, dammit!" He cried and grabbed the curtain to roll it back so I couldn’t see him. "What the hell, man, I’m trying to pee!" He said still chuckling. "Nice tits, by the way. For a sister, I guess."

"You asshole!" I screamed and he just laughed louder. "Why do you have a boner, anyway? You perv. Got a thing for your friends downstairs?" I laughed at him.

"We found some porn flick on the dresser in Mom and Dad’s room so we started watching it." He said very frankly but I know that he knew better. Nonetheless I should have never left it out for him to find.

"Great," I said sarcastically. "Now you guys are having a wankfest? You better put that back before Dad finds out you watched it. Is it any good? Are you learning anything?" I asked and laughed.

"Very funny!" Tommy said sarcastically. "I don’t know, I saw a couple of minutes of it and had to pee so I came up here and now I can’t pee so could you please be quiet so I can get this done?" He laughed a little but I’m pretty sure he was serious.

"You don’t need to pee, you need to wack off." I said jokingly but in a serious tone. I sat up and turned sideways in the bathtub, pulled the curtains back again and held my tits in my hands, jiggling them. "Does this help?" I said with a big grin on my face and he turned to me and stared. He grabbed the curtain and flung it back against the wall.

"You are my sister, that’s gross and that doesn’t …..wait…..it’s going down, yes, yes that did help! Sis, you’re a genius! I’ve totally lost my boner. Perfect!" He said from the other side of the curtain but all I heard was silence so I waited a minute.

"You’re lying aren’t you?" I said.

"Yes." He replied. "I hate you. You have awesome tits, dammit. We both laughed and I asked him to hand me a towel which he did promptly. "You getting out?"

"No." I said. "I have an idea and I’m only doing this because I love you." I put the towel over the tub side and placed my tits on the towel. I pulled the curtain up from the floor with my hands and exposed only my tits to Tommy. "There, now jerk off to those puppies." I said holding the bottom of the curtain across my collar bone and waited. I heard a little movement but had no idea what he was really doing. I couldn’t believe it. He was really jerking off to my tits and I could slowly start to hear him slapping away. I started to lift my shower curtain veil to see if I could actually see him masturbating and he was definitely going to town. I kept lifting the veil and figured eventually he would see me trying to look and tell me to cover my face but he never did. I was in awe, no doubt, as I had never experienced such a thing and I just sat there smiling at him and watching him pump his hard cock through his hand.

"Can I do it?" I asked him, only because I was tipsy. I would have never been in this situation if it hadn’t been for that darn vodka.

"What?" He asked. "Are you serious? This is weird as it is." He stopped and put his arms down to his side and he made a strange face. "Sure, I guess. What the hell." He stepped forward slightly pointing his hard shaft at me while I got up on my knees at the edge of the tub. I put my hand slowly around his cock. It wasn’t quite as stiff as it was earlier but it quickly became stiffer as I pulled my hand up to the bottom of his head and squeezed it slightly. By the time I got a really good grip on his staff, it was harder than a rock. I put the curtain behind my head and grabbed the base of his cock with my newly freed hand and put my other hand over the head of his tool. "Spit on your hand." He said to me and I looked up at him in confusion. "I’m serious, spit on your hand and let it slide through."

I gathered up some saliva with my tongue and drew it to my lips, then pushed it all out from between my lips and let it fall to the tip of his big head. I watched as the spit fell onto his helmet and draped down the sides and into the palm of my hand, then I wrapped my hand around his cock and twisted it to get all the juices all over. There was some slick liquid seeping out from the tip of his hole and it seemed to mix with my spit and make it all very slippery. I pushed and pulled his cock in and out of my hand over and over and placed my other hand against his taught stomach. I was just starting to enjoy the feel of his throbbing cock within my fingers and ran my hand across his hip, grabbed his ass cheek and pulled him closer to me, allowing me to push his cock into my cleavage when he started thrusting himself towards me, I grabbed my left breast and pushed it up into his tool while my right hand just kept sliding over his throbbing pipe. I was really getting turned on and looked up at him with a big smile and bit my lower lip. He started shaking and then shouted some explicative when I felt something pelt my upper lip. Startled slightly, I stopped everything I was doing and looked down. Tommy was still pumping his thick cock through my hand and I kept looking around and then saw some thick, white, creamy liquid squirt from the tip of his penis and realized that he was ejaculating.

"Oh, shit Tommy!" I cried and was again rewarded with warm splash of cream on my forehead. I quickly pulled his cock downwards and pointed it at my tits. He quickly snatched his member from my hand and frantically finished himself off, spraying my breasts with his spunk. I watched him breath heavily and stagger backwards, looking at me like I was crazy. "You just sprayed my tits with jizz, don’t look at me like I’m nuts." I said and laughed slightly until he shook his junk at me tossing little droplets into my general direction. I ducked and laughed and threw a washcloth at him. He laughed and pulled his pants up, zippered them and headed out the door. "I laughed again and yelled as he was leaving. "Tell your buddies that your sister is up here and drunk for them to take advantage of."

I lay back into the water and washed the semen off my chest and licked my upper lip wondering what the stuff tasted like. A thick creamy blob pulled off my lip and lay across my tongue. I swished it inside my mouth briefly and was quite surprised at its wonderful texture and sweet taste. I washed my face and lay back realizing that I was out of vodka and didn’t want anymore however I did want to know what was going on downstairs as I heard some laughter and teasing going on so I got up out of the tub and tip toed to the door. I cracked the door open enough to hear what was going on.

"Where ya been?" Cried Billy. "You’re missing everything! This is so awesome! What were you doing, wackin’ off?" Laughter filled the room and all I heard was some mumbling and then Tommy’s voice got quieter.

"My sister is upstairs in the bathtub and she’s drunk, I think." Tommy said. "If you go up there she has the shower curtain open and you can see her tits."

"What? Are you serious?" Billy cried.

" No Way !" Mike whispered.

"I’m serious," said Tommy. "look, one of you go up and act like you need to use the bathroom. If she doesn’t answer, she’s passed out."

I heard the commotion of Mike and Billy arguing over who was going upstairs first and I started getting edgy. I got back into the tub and slid the curtain over just enough to see in, and then I grabbed my eye pack, put it on and lie back. I heard someone creeping up the stairs so I put my elbow on the tub and let my arm fall out into the room. I couldn’t see but I could hear someone slowly open the door. I waited a minute and could feel the presence of someone in the room. It was so hard not to laugh and then I heard the door close completely and the lock engaged. Whoever was in the bathroom had a plan so I waited with my hand unfolded right next to the toilet. Soon, I heard a zipper and then some shuffling and I was cursing the eye pack because I couldn’t see a thing and then something bumped my hand and I quickly moved it unintentionally. Again there was silence but sure as I knew it was going to happen, I felt a warm object on my hand and I slowly closed my hand around it. It was significantly smaller than my brother’s but I started tugging on it anyway.

It didn’t take long for me to figure out someone’s penis was in my hand as it began to grow and before long it was hard as a rock. I drew my hand up to the tip of his little stiffy and twisted my hand around the tip. I had planned on sitting up but before I could even move, his cock started throbbing and I heard a little splatter in the tub. I kept tugging on him and felt the warm liquid working its way down my thumb and then I felt a warm sensation on my nipple. "Bullseye!" I thought to myself and kept my hand clenched around his tool while I was bombarded with little warm droplets everywhere. His ejaculation seemed to go on forever and I thought he would never stop eventually he pulled his little staff from my hand and practically ran out of the bathroom.

I was having way too much fun with this and wondered if Tommy’s other friend was going to make his way up here and if he did, how would I get him to follow through. I rinsed myself off and sat back against the tub and waited but I didn’t hear anyone come up the steps. I sat back against the tub wall and thought of a plan but nothing g came to mind immediately and I heard a little tap at the door.

"Anyone in here?" Mike whispered in a soft tone and began to slowly push the door open. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. I heard the door close and then a quick turn of the lock. I tried to open my eyes just enough to see but only got a vague outline. I let my head fall towards the side of the tub and waited. I heard a zipper and then slight movement but couldn’t really tell what was going on. Soon I heard the shower curtain moving slowly and knew he was checking out my naked body and then I heard his belt and pants hit the floor. I opened one eye and saw him begin to kneel down next to the tub, his cock was half hard and right next to my face. I didn’t want to startle him but staring at his cock which was bigger than my brothers just made me want it in my mouth. I felt him reach out over me and wondered what the hell he was doing and then felt his hand on my breast. Soon the other hand was on my other breast and he was rubbing them gently and getting my nipples erect.

I began to stir in a manner that looked like I was enjoying his touch. He was startled at first but soon realized that he was turning me on. His hands went back to my breasts and I slowly turned sideways in the tub and lay my head back on the edge, arching my back. I grabbed his hand and led it down my stomach into my crotch, hoping he would get the right idea and he certainly did. He came up off his knees slightly, stretching to get at my love nest and I opened my eyes to a view of his erection directly above me. I reached up and grabbed his throbbing cock and pulled t down to my mouth. His fingers were all over my lips and he was thrashing water around going down and up across my clitoris. I stuck my tongue up to reach his cock and started to lick the underneath of his head, bringing it down completely and into my mouth. He pushed it into my mouth and somehow right on down my throat and ten he pulled it out suddenly. I pulled it back down to my mouth but he wouldn’t let me put it back in so I puckered my lips and danced them on the underside of his swollen tool. I quickly grabbed his hands and held them on my clitoris and dug my pelvis into them. A warm flush went through my body and I would not let him move his fingers. He kept them still as wave after wave flushed through me and I had no idea what was happening but if felt great.

A warmth began to flow down my wrist and I opened my eyes. Thick creamy liquid squirted out from between my fingers and I felt him jerk back. I grabbed the head of his cock and tried to lead him to my mouth but he kept backing up. A huge gob of his ejaculate flew from the tip of his cock and I felt it land on the roof of my mouth. He stood up quickly and had a look of astonishment on his face while I was smiling directly at him and he pulled his pants back up as quick as he could flinging the remaining semen onto my neck. Upside down I watched him zip up and practically run out of the bathroom.

I rinsed off again, soaped up, rinsed again, drained the tub and stepped out. Grabbing a towel I wrapped it around myself and headed for bed. I got a great night sleep, too.

Where are you ladies with daddy issues?? It is Father's day!!!

My girlfriend Megan has severe daddy issues. We haven't had sex yet but she likes to role play that I'm her daddy and I have spanked her and that. Her relationship with her real dad is messed up, but her older sister is weirder. They actually flirt with each other and Megan has said that she'd go gay for Diana (her sister).

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29 and i have daddy issues, like it when older (50) me breed me

There's something about native girls (indians) that makes me wish I could address any of their daddy issues by ramming my cock up their cute little bannock bums and shooting hot cum all over their faces. Anyone else with similar thoughts?

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Allow me to preface this with that there will be no pics, so do not ask, if you wish to shill for ML by asking for pics, find another thread. Use your imagination, if that is not enough, then try some IQ improvement exercises so you can develop a better imagination.

I met a very hot 19 year old (I am 47) on Tagged. so far we have not met in person.

She does however have one fetish that I am entertaining her on, she has a Daddy/Daughter thing... I have written two very brief chapters for her to read and she seems to like them.

My issue.. I am stuck.... maybe I need imagination help too, lol.

For you wannabe daughter fuckers and even more importantly, those REAL daughter fuckers.... can you give me some scenarios, basic plot lines. I think she might even visit this site... I hope not because she will see this.

I read a few of the erotica sites and after 10 stories, all the plot lines seemed thin and lame. I need something hot, non-forced that we can use as role play when we meet.

Leave out the age I will fill that in when I write it for her...

What we have so far is we live together, she is still in high school and she caught him looking at porn, but he does not know that. He covered her up and got an erection and she saw it, because she was faking being asleep.... She liked that plot thus far...

Since I never molested my daughters, I am stuck as to what to write. One of my daughters got very very sexually inappropriate with me once when she was 13, in front of the wife and was severely punished by the wife and never did anything else again, thank god, she is the hot daughter and I hate jail coffee.

The girl is hot, studying at an aero engineering college in Arizona. Good chance we will never meet, but our age difference adds some great fantasy probability to the situation. She likes my story so far. No rush, we only communicate once a week, her school work is VERY demanding.

So pervies..... Whatchya got?

ugly arty bisexual flatmate i had in london with SEVERE daddy issues

Daddy Issues

I have a confession to make.

I'm a 21 girl from London and I've never told anyone about this before. I confess I have a fantasy of being in a gangbang with a group of old men. I have daddy issues which would explain why lol. I want a big group of old men (maybe from the pub??) to take me to a hotel and fuck me non stop. They will each take their turn while I suck another's dick. Maybe they can DP too. Then they get in a circle and cum on my face and boobs.

I don't know why this turns me on so much. I just want it to happen.

Thanks for reading my dirty secrets!

Lydia xxx

I confess I am a kinky 18 year old girl with daddy issues..

It started with me very anxious, i knew my Master’s aim and we have started negotiating about that and Him making me feel the balance He wanted to insert made my knees weak and so willing for Him. We really play with fire and sink in deep ocean what other might call abusing, emotionally and otherwise. He says He never sinked deeper with anyone but i sure do know i wouldn’t taste even a bit with someone else. His Sneaky nature makes trust risky but over the years He would saty around and all that flashed infront of my eyes. That night i was weak to make His fantasy come true and He was kind, then tomorrow i felt His sadistic side on strike and my nature always feels bound to make it happen what He craves, thirsty to taste it as well, dark corners He calls me into, corruption that makes Him so excited idk what exactly in me feels so tied by that. Like i want Him to know someone is there with all the connection to let Him taste it. Like some deep care so He can have His demons dance around me and consume me. Conflicted with second thoughts flashing tilting up and down, He is a beast He will ruin you, and in other hand hearing Him letting me know He is there for me happy He have that chance to be so free. It was the true, He can fix me only with His attention no matter how abusing it can feel or how corrupted an against what i would do in general. His lust takes me in His arms and make me dance like i never danced before, always conflicted anxiou but He say smile and be a good slut for your Master and that warmth and that strange trust, He will hold me He will not drop me. No matter how bad His sadistic is, a blind trust. So far i did so many things that makes my blood boils when i think about it but being risky with Him makes me wet and excited and so alive and so happy. We will manage, the connection is stronger than any issue we might have from past. I have never trusted more even in times i felt Him like a beast and was afraid what if He breaks me an doesn’t fix me. But then He pour confidence in me and desire for that path. And i made my choice, make His fantasy come true in all the conflict and i knew i’ll break into little pieces even tho i made mistake and said only with not knowing where our dynamic stands can break me i was so wrong. That yes, but that wasn’t the only thing. When i speak to „normal“ people i see how insane we both are and what we are doing, and i can see how they judge You, but that energy of Yours the desire to feel all no matter how bad it can be.. how did I find You , have You created that in me.. was it there.. I am losing sight of was i tor it is molded in me. A seduction but it can’t be because i have not felt more close to anything like i am to Your energy, even tho i am not corrupted and You corrupted me and now i beg for more just like You said i will. Eithr way i decided to jump when i feel my Lord that sadistic i always fear i know he will break me and abuse me deeply and i’ll suffer beyond what i can explain but then i trusted i trusted to all what he said to me and i knew one word will fix and i trusted He wants me as His toy, You fix in some point toy You like using. And that intimacy we were building makes me so more hungry and able to walk the path, it’s the puzzle more that was needed. It’s the fuel so that you can bare more and more and needed for deep deep ocean my Master is tempted with. So i visited the wolf pack, some details You know how i got there and then i figured i was desperate to prove myself even tho Master said you don’t have to slave, but I know His stubborn nature and if I haven’t tried so far we wouldn’t be here because i was so stubborn to be at His feet He looked in my direction at some point. I loved that change in Him, makes Him more open and it’s not selfish change, I want Him happy regardless. I knew what He wanted to get my all holes filled at once and i knew His corruptive wanted me not to use condom even tho at times He conflicted for me and that was soo tasty that it made me jump, He said that’s risky He was taking care of me, so I decided to take care of His corruptive to. It’s soo important we feed our desires or we go old so fast and spirit dies an soon we don’t know what we live for. We play on levels that are hidden but that cracked smile keeps You going us going for some time. So i was shameless slut of my Lord an i managed to poke and tease and then spill it out when i made the moment right asking professor, daddy and the watcher to make my fantasy come true and that i couldn’t trust anyone else with that. Long story short they accepted.. and while it started happening i knew this is where i break my innocence snapping under my Master’s fingers just like that and i know He likes to push so He pushed even more. With not fixing

I confess that I got fooled on Omegle--and boy was it hot. Connection made and all I could see was the front of a bathrobe, but it looked interesting so I typed in a few hi, how r u sorts of things. The robe opened and I could see it was a girl.
She was easy to talk into taking her clothes off, and when I was starting to talk her into 'bating, she said, "I've got to pee." I said to go ahead, I'd wait...but she carried the laptop into the toilet and gave me a close-up of her peeing like the proverbial racehorse.
I'm not really into water stuff, but I thought it was hot that she wanted to show me. She then went back into the bedroom and rubbed one out for me.
Afterward, I checked my video...and fucking quicktime stopped just before she went into the toilet. Damn quicktime.
BTW, I'm 68 and look at least 62 or so...god love girls w daddy issues!

My neighbor moved in with her husband 2 years ago. Her husband is an over the road truck driver, so he’s gone 6 days out of the week mostly. Sometimes he’ll be home for the weekend but for the most part he’s gone a lot. When he’s home he drinks until he passes out in the backyard, or go out to a bar. They have no children, so she’s all alone when he’s gone.
When he would leave, she would ask me to help her with little things, and being a good neighbor, I would always help the little lady. I’m 52 and my wife decided to leave me a good 10 years ago, so instead of going through a shit ton of financial loss (again), and having my heart break (again) I just decided that I didn’t want any relationships and that I’d just play the field and fuck whoever came my way. My neighbor (we’ll call her Jessica) is 36, and always wanted to chat me up when she saw me outside. I’d always be nice and friendly, talking about the weather, and just general bullshit going on.
We grew into pretty good friends, if she seen me outside sometimes she’d call over to me to help her with something – usually some handyman issue that her husband never fixed. Things really took an interesting turn 6 months ago, she called me over to see why her stove wasn’t working and I immediately found that the gas was intentionally turned off to the stove.
She knew I knew, and she knew she was caught. Jessica was embarrassed, and sat down on a chair in the kitchen and started to cry.
“I’m just so fucking lonely. I’m sorry for bugging you.”
I consoled her, told her that I was her friend and that she could always talk to me.
She got up, and hugged me really tight, I could feel her pushing her tits against me and her hands gripping on to my shirt as she sobbed.
“I’m really fucking lonely…” she murmured. Our eyes met, we kissed, and we fucked.
As you can see from the picture, Jessica isn’t a bad looking woman. Her raven black hair, her lovely tits – she’s got a lot going on for her. Since we first fucked, when her husband is away, she’s always over at my house and even spends the night sometimes. She’s admitted she has deep feelings for me, and I have to say I do have feelings for her too. We’ve been fucking behind her hubbies back for a good 5 months now, and I’ve never used protection. Little lady has a bit of a fetish for creampies, she says her husband never touches her anymore and they’ve been married for 8 years. She awkwardly admitted that she can’t remember the last time he came inside her.
She’s been talking about filing for divorce, selling the house and getting an apartment – but I told her that she didn’t need to get an apartment because she’s basically living with me when her hubby is away. Hell, my bedroom has bras and panties laying around half the time because she leaves her clothes at my house half the time.
When I told her that she didn’t need an apartment, she lit up and was excited.
“I totally would love to be in your arms every fucking night,” she paused, and blushed.
“I’m so fucked,” she said as a tear rolled down her face.
I was confused, “what? What is wrong?”
“You don’t want to know, I just realized something.”
I shook my head, “what is it babe?” And then I panicked a bit, “are you pregnant?”
She laughed, “no… not at all. I just realized I’m in love with you and it’s not just any little crush, I’m madly in love with you and I don’t know what the fuck to do about all this shit, I need to get a divorce. I’ll go see a lawyer tomorrow.”
My heart stopped, fucking hell time stopped, but words came out of my mouth that I wasn’t even trying to say, “I love you too.”
I fucked her again, looking into her eyes as I came inside her.
Currently she has filed for divorce; her husband didn’t seem to mind and doesn’t even know I’m banging his wife. He’s talked to me a couple times over the fence of our properties.
“You’ve been a good neighbor bro, but the house is up for sale and I’m moving away. She can go do whatever. We really lost our connection a while ago, she got mad because she found used condoms that I forgot to throw away in my truck. I mean you’re a man right? When you’re on the road and some cracked out lot lizard is pounding on your door for a $20 fuck, why deny it.”
I just nodded my head, “yeah men have needs.”
He grunted, “yeah, the fuck she think happens on the road? She’s a dead fuck anyway, fuck we haven’t fucked in probably two years.”
That was the last time I saw him. Jessica is living in the house until it’s sold, but always comes over – she has a key to my house. Every night we’re having fun, she makes me feel like I’m 18 years old again. I’m not sure that we’ll get married or anything like that, but it sure is nice to have a beautiful woman in my arms every night. Jessica is planning on getting off her birth control pills, she did ask me if I wanted to be a father – and I told her that I’d love nothing more than to inseminate her beautiful body with my cum. So, I might be breeding her soon. Fucked up thing is, that’s her word for it, “breed me daddy.”
She likes to be on top and loves doggy style too. Gripping her soft tits while I cum inside her is fucking amazing.
She knows I go on porn sites, we’ve discussed it because I brought it up a while ago. Jessica actually loves watching porn, and doesn’t care that I take her picture. I hope Jessica stays with me for a while. She’s a very nice woman, literally tells me what’s on her mind, we talk about all kinds of shit, 100% open and honest with each other too.
Sometimes life sucks, but if you wait and let it flow, it will reward you.

I confess... I dated a woman who turned out to be a total pillhead. At first it was all good, but she had 3 kids who were all fucked up (all over 18) and they would get her to go to the doc and then steel her pills so THEY could get high. Then my GF would be fucked up because she was totally addicted to the crap by then, so she would have to go out and buy stuff to replace what they stole from her (a lot of this I didn't find out till later) She couldn't always get the same thing, so she wound up getting hooked on all types of shit... highpoint in her career? She was off on a binge, out of cash and no dope to smoke, so she sucked the drug dealer's big black cock for a rock... she had graduated from being a junkie to a real life crack whore

Living with a crack whore (when she was around) wasn't exactly a fantasy. Her mind was on the crack... when we did fuck, she wasn't there even when she WAS there. Actually fell asleep giving me head one night... whatever love I had for her died, SHE wasn't there, and what was left was just pitiful to see... I can't tell you the number of times I cleaned her up with promises that she was done with the shit, only to see her slink back into it once she was "better". I came to realize that was the life she wanted... she lives it full time now, and it is a matter of time before she is dead.

Now her son was married. Son, of course, was leeching pills from mama, and got wifey hooked too. One night, kidding around, she said "who do I need to fuck for a pizza" That got me thinking... and yeah, I caught her one night when everyone else had run off (mama had a couple pills, son wanted some... wasn't enough to share with wifey, so she got stranded at my place) Wifey was pissed, obviously, she knew what was up... I let slip that they had forgotten there were a couple tucked away in the bedroom, and that was all it took. Soon she was begging me for them, then the offers started... what a dirty thrill to fuck my GF's son's wife, to have her offer to do the most slutty perverted things willingly... yeah, I should feel bad taking advantage of her weakened state, but you know what? I fucking don't... any love I had for the GF was dead, I grudge fucked that little slut all night. I was smart enough not to bring the pills out all at once, giving her a little to keep her high but not so much she got fucked up, and always wanting more..

GF and I split, obviously... all she would do if she stayed was was wind up stealing all my shit to pay for her habit, and that ain't my scene. Oddly, her daughter showed up one night, she had been partying in the area and her friends dumped her (more likely they got something and ran off so they didn't have to share) She wanted a ride home, I told her I was down for the night but she could crash there and I would give her a ride in the morning. Made some dinner (she was already high on something, and probably hadn't thought to eat in days) and she jumped at it... next offer was to watch a movie, and the TV was in my bedroom... it didn't take long, I fucked the shit out of the daughter... literally... you could tell from her ass that it had been well used, and she didn't object when I slammed into it. I guess she had some beef with mama, because she was eager to fuck me, no pills needed. When I had her on her knees skull fucking her, she pulled my cock out and looked up at me. "Am I doing a good job, daddy?" I shit you not... this family had issues...

Now, understand, when the daughter was made up, she was pretty fine, but when she was high she looked like every other drug whore out there... not pretty, but the grudge fuck was all good. She even came back about a week later, HER daughter (GF's grand daughter) stood outside the house while I licked the daughter's pussy... she called out to the granddaughter that she would be out in a minute while I plowed her bent over the bed

No, I never fucked the granddaughter... but someone has. 16 and she has a little baby... I hear she is as fucked up as the rest of them. I have lost touch with them, but I look them up now and then just to see what is going on... all of them keep going in and out of jail in a revolving door... I am far better off without all of them in my life... I don't need that shit! But yeah, it was nice to fuck mama, daughter and daughter in law... wonder if they ever told each other what I did?

NO, I don't have pics... the pics I have I ain't interested in sharing. If you don't believe it, fuck you. I didn't tell you all this because I wanted life long buddies. I really didn't want to accept at first that my sweet GF was a crack whore pillhead, so the info didn't make the rounds of people I work with, and it would be a little hard to explain to people you casually know that you fucked a family because they were fucked up... oddly enough, most of my friends try to maintain some air of respectability. But they have made the news a time or two with their drug addled antics, and I might be persuaded to share the links to the arrest records and such (if properly motivated) if proof were needed.

For the record, I like sluts, not whores... I don't mind a slut being slutty and PLAYING at being a whore, but (and those who have been through it know) a serious drug using whore just really ain't there, even when she IS there. I want someone down for kinky sex, but not someone that has to be plied with pills to do it... don't suck a cock for crack, suck it because you want it bouncing off the back of your throat! Yeah, I had some pervy fun with the daughter and d'in law, but all in all, it just wasn't worth it... that was me making the best of a bad situation...

this post will be long but i wanted to share. it's a true story. i dont care if you believe it or not. i'm just sharing it anyway. i started grooming my boss about 1.5 years ago in order to get my own advancement within the company since hard work doesn't mean shit where i work. now I've been fucking my boss for almost a year now. i have had my pay go up 7% and added an extra vacation day since then. it's not much but it's a start. i dont know what my end game is but it's probably going to be getting her job while i groom her into the idea of a promotion for herself or a 'better opportunity' somewhere else. i dont know yet.

my boss is a total dumbfuck. to be that stupid is a feat. some might say a natural talent that no hard work can ever accomplish. she is one of those obese short purple green blue hair bisexual gender fluid people. this stupid ugly bitch has no individual thought of her own. truly lacking brain function. she does whatever corporate tells her to do. but she can't even do that right without asking for help from everyone. theres no doubt in my mind she's fucked her way up the corporate ladder because she is really fucking stupid and her own decisions have backfired literally every time. astonishing how inept she is. everybody kisses her ass in zoom meetings but talks shit behind her back in the work groupchat she isn't part of and has no clue about.

since ive been fucking her for months now i discovered that she's a complete fucking idiot outside work too. she's told me shit about her life she shouldn't be telling me. sometimes i dont even know how to react or respond. she claims she was raped 4 times but seeing how god damn stupid she is i don't really believe her. she told me about the time her father beat her for bringing a black guy home and the time her father beat her for bringing a woman home. this stupid bitch loves to talk. big time daddy issues. the more i hear about it, the more i cant understand how the fuck this bitch gets a higher salary and better position than me. it just makes ZERO sense at all.

this idea to groom her came to me about 1.5 years ago when all this lockdown stuff started happening. one night at home i was having log in issues from my work laptop and needed to go into the office. i didnt have the keys so she agreed to meet me at the office and unlock the door. she had no choice since i had a deadline and if i didn't meet it we would lose an important client. so i did what i had to do at the office and we go to talking since there was no reason for her to be there. she asked me what my wife thought about me driving back to the office late and i told her (probably for the 15th time by that point) that i wasn't married or in a relationship and that i pretty much fly solo. i think we smoked a cigarette outside and talked a bit more about that and work but I don't remember all the details. a little bit after that she texted me one night asking if my work stuff was going ok. i told her about some tech issues and asked if there was a way for me to have a key made so i wouldnt have to bother her if i needed to get to the office late at night. turns out corporate doesn't want people like me who work hard and give a fuck to have access to work stuff so i don't lose clients. my boss has to unlock each time. even if it was for 10 minutes she had to be the one to unlock the door. ok fine whatever. I think the 3rd or 4th time I had to go to the office late she was giving me hints that she was into me telling me she doesn't mind doing it and she would rather be with me in the office for 10 minutes than at home watching netflix alone. stuff like that. i remember driving back home one time and basically coming up with the idea to fuck her for advancement. more as a joke but later more serious. i'd think about it in the shower trying to come up with ideas but she was making moves too it seems.

one night i had to go in because of some tech shit and so i texted her and she asked me to pick her up on the way to the office because her car was in the garage. seeing how i had no choice i did it. i did the work i had to do, some chit chat since she was there doing fuck all as usual watching me work and brought her home after. she asked if i wanted to come in and watch the office for a bit. i told her no it as late, some bullshit like that but then she told me she was lonely and hasn't had somebody over her house since covid started and I was thirsty so I went in. Had a glass of water, sat on the sofa. so im on one sofa shes on the other. the office is playing in the back. usual small chit chat about how the tv show is similar to stuff that happens in our office, whatever, and then her cat comes from behind somewhere and jumps on my lap and scares the shit out of me. she laughs tells me her cat must feel comfortable with me. she goes from her sofa to mine and starts petting the cat. the fucking cat was basically napping on my stomach/crotch area. her hand is inches from my dick. i told her it was time for me to go and she said something like 'aw too bad'. i dont remember her exact words but it was heavily implying she wanted me to stay. i drove home thinking i would be fucking her soon and how i should approach it.

the next short while i would defend her a bit at work. maybe not 'defend' but like .. see things from her perspective or not be as combative when she would say stupid shit in meetings. this was the best plan i could come up with that wasn't obvious. anyways it seems to have worked since it came up at another late night office situation and she thanked me and started saying stuff like her cat misses me and sniffs the sofa where i sat for my scent. fucking weird but she's a whackjob so it doesn't surprise me. she brought her tablet and we watched some more of the office and i asked her if she knew about a couple people in our office dating. she said no and then asked if anybody else was. i told her something like "oh you mean like you and me with all these late nights?" and we both kind of laughed. she gave me a side eye/flirty look and i knew it was close to fucking.

she started texting me late at night for random shit, nothing to do with work. sometimes she'd ask me for my opinion on random shit she saw online or ask me to come hang out with her and her cat. i always told her stuff i felt she wanted to hear and not what i really thought...because what I really thought was she is pathetic and useless as a boss. somebody i wouldnt be around if i wasnt paid to be around them. one night she invited me over to plan some work stuff for the next quarter and we could order a pizza and watch tv and stuff like that. that was the night she first sucked my cock. she was obvious in her attempts at this point but i chickened out with fucking. i came all over her face and hair and sofa cushion that night. we've been fucking secretly since. nobody at works knows about it. i haven't told any of my friends. shes not a proud fuck but she's a set of holes while i advance my career. trying to do that on hard work and merit wasn't working so now i fuck my boss.

she's fucking gross when she's naked. her rolls are disgusting to look at. her tits look like another roll of fat. her belly button area smells sour and sweaty most likely from all the sweat in her rolls. she doesn't groom her ass and pussy too often so there's always hair around her asshole. when we fuck missionary her tits flop to each side of body to the point i don't see her nipples anymore. i mainly fuck her while she's bent over. her ass looks pretty good that way and i dont have to look at her face. i think i have cummed on her entire body at this point. she probably has crusty old cum in her fat rolls. she's basically free pussy and blowjobs. she cant take my cock all the way in her mouth but fuck do i love to see her gag trying. slapping my cock on her cum filled face and stupid hair is so satisfying. and ive gotten a raise and more vacation. sometimes you have to sacrifice a bit.

I know this might sound like I am being a shill for somebody but I am not.

During Christmas I was in CL looking for a unusual present for a friend. It had been years since I had been on CL but after searching for awhile I went to the personals section. And WOW. I went into the casual meetings section and have been hooking up 3 or 4, sometimes 5 times a week since. I am a decent looking 59 yo guy and have found many girls in their early 20's who have daddy issues and fantasies that I am able to take care of. It is fucking unbelievable!!

Confession time. Background, I'm a trans girl, kinda passable if the lighting's bad enough and you're not paying attention (so just to head it off, if anyone wants pics, trust me you're better off looking at any gallery already here, don't act disappointed, I'm doing you a favour), I have a bit of a daddy fixation and I've been seeing this older guy on and off for a bit over a year now. The Plague hasn't made it easier but we've been lucky here so most weeks one person travelling to see one other person isn't an issue. I'm probably hotter with half my face covered up anyway. He's definitely in the dad age range, maybe even granddad if the imaginary generation between didn't waste time, anyway point is he tickles my fetish and he knows it, he's an okay guy but us seeing each other has always been for the purposes of sex first, maybe a bit of chat after but it's not "dating" by any stretch of the imagination. I'm getting off track. What I'm confessing, because why not maybe it'll be good for me to get it off my somewhat lacking chest, the sex has steadily been getting kinkier between us, nothing bizarre but you can imagine the kind of thing, it started out me telling him I was up for booty calls so he didn't have to try to chat me up before getting me on my knees, he liked having a young (ish) thing to drain his balls when he wants and it's got to the point where he pretty much treats me like an unpaid call girl. Dirty talk's always been there but I'm feeling like when he calls me whore he means it now. This isn't what I went looking for in a daddy but it hasn't kept me away, when I'm with him obeying is just automatic no matter what, when I'm on my own and I get a text from him "am I okay with this?" is kind of in the back of my mind but I've always played along anyway. I've been shared twice now, first time he suggested it and I said yes, second time he texted me to say there'd be a friend of his there when I arrived, no "is that okay", and I turned up on time and all he said about it afterwards was I was a good whore. Last time he had me over was just him and me but he told me he wanted photos of me and I let him take them, me naked fingering myself then fucking myself with a few toys and my face visible in all of them. When he'd taken enough he said they were so I never forget what I am, then after the usual fucking he sent me on my way. I'm not asking for advice or anything, I know what I did and he knows my contacts and where I work, I guess I just felt like since it's done now I may as well make that confession post I've been thinking about for some time, I'm 100% not willing to face losing my job (which I absolutely would) so I guess my confession is I guess I may have let myself be turned into a sex slave and honestly I don't know if I regret that or not.

My wife and I have an affinity for Latinas and Oriental / Asian women. I'm 49, and my wife is 45. My wife is bisexual, we've had a few threesomes with ladies we've met at bars and my wife really had a taste for some Latina pussy, so we looked up an escort service. I brought up that most escorts have limitations, and we should probably just put up an ad on a swinger site. So we did.
"Looking for our Latina Unicorn"

It took a bit to weed out incompatible people, or guys looking to fuck my wife (and me). A lot of guys will put on lipstick and a dress and have their cock hanging out like "I'm what you both need" - and it was getting frustrating. Finally we had a bite. This sexy big titted Latina who lived near our area was interested. We chatted with her online, exchanged phone numbers and invited her out to dinner so we could get to know her. She liked us, she flirted not just with my wife but with me too. She was telling us that she really wanted some desert after dinner. It was my wife who put the breaks on.

"Let's slow down, we'd really like to get to know you..." my wife said, my dick was disappointed lol - I wanted to fuck this 30 year old babe right on the restaurant table. Her name (I don't even care about censoring her name), was Julieht. When my wife said to slow down, Julieht pouted, her lower lip curled in disappointment.
"Are you two looking for something long term?" Julieht asked point blank.

"Long term? You're pretty young, having fun with two people in their mid to late forties is one thing, but how can you figure we'd have a long term relationship when you'd eventually want someone younger?" My wife kicked me under the table.

Julieht, probably saw me wince in pain, but ignored it, "I've been a unicorn before, to couples younger than me to couple's in their 60s," she kind of shook her chest so her titties would jiggle and winked, "and let me tell you - all of them wanted more of me. Most girls want that white picket fence, a house and a husband, I just want a home to cuddle with two people I'd love to spend the rest of my life with."

I could see my wife blush, and her chest was turning a bright pink - when my wife's chest turns bright pink, she's horny - and I always use it as an indicator of how close to an orgasm she is. My wife was turned the fuck on.

"I'm on the pill, so I won't get pregnant," Julieht said after a bit of silence.

"He'd wear a condom," my wife said, almost like she was negotiating with Julieht on what is off limits.
Julieht leaned over and pecked my wife on the lips, "I don't have any allergies so that's fine."

We talked more, got to know more about her. Turns out she's a beautician, and doesn't work too far from our house - just about 4 miles from us.

I became the skeptic, for once, and asked, "why would you be attracted to an older couple like us? You're very beautiful, and young..."

"I was married once, I have one child and she stays with my mother back in Bogotá, Colombia. My husband worked for the wrong people... with drugs. He's dead... so I'm a widow."
My wife comforted her, "I'm so sorry, that's horrible!"

Julieht continued, "I was forced to do terrible things, it was always the younger guys having their way while my husband watched. I was married at 18, and I thought he loved me but he got involved with really bad people. An older man took me under his wing and helped me escape to the USA when I was 20. I've been here 10 years. So I like older people because they are a lot more mature... they're more straight forward. My husband was killed probably because I left, but I couldn't handle the abuse anymore. I wanted to bring my daughter, but couldn't. I call her when ever I can."
Julieht started to tear up, my wife scooted over and put an arm around her.
"It's ok, no one should ever have to go through that."
I looked at Julieht, I was at a loss for words so I told her, "You're welcome to spend the night with us if you want, I know you've been through a lot."

So she came home with us, she followed us in her little car and parked in our driveway. We all went inside. Julieht immediately started to take off her clothes, and groped my wife's breasts. My wife laughed, "oh you're a horny bad little girl," my wife said.
My dick was instantly hard. At the request of my wife, I put a condom on and we all got busy. Julieht had a HUGE rack, her tits were gorgeous (I wish I had pictures of them!). I'd fuck my wife, then I'd fuck Julieht - we'd swap around, the women eating each other out while I fucked them from behind. Once my wife came, I wanted to make Julieht orgasm, so I had my wife lick her huge tits and play with her clit while I fucked her missionary.
Julieht was a squirter. Juices sprayed all over my cock and balls as I thrust deep inside her, and my wife massaged her clit.
She convulsed tremendously and screamed (laughing) "OK! OK STOP!! STOOOP!" as my wife giggled.

I got off of her and Julieht said, "it's you're turn," and looked at my wife, "can I ride him? Can I make him cum?"
My wife slapped Julieht on the ass, "fuck that dick," she said licking Julieht's lips with her tongue.
I laid back and Julieht got on top. Her pussy wasn't super tight, but it was nice. The condom was probably inhibiting a lot of the sensation. Julieht began fucking my dick, pumping it up and down as I played with her tits. My wife was caressing Julieht's ass, fingering her little asshole. Julieht moaned and stroked my cock with her pussy. I pushed deeper inside her, an pulled to the edge of her lips and thrust back in... the sensation was so warm, so wet. Those beautiful tits bouncing in my face, and her hot wet pussy set me off. I came. My wife, smacking Julieht's ass telling her "take that cum, take it..." and Julieht riding me faster as I came more and more.
Julieht got off me and the condom was gone. My wife panicked. I panicked. Julieht made a weird face and put a few fingers inside her pussy, and pulled out the rubber. It slipped off!

My wife was freaking, "are you disease free?? Are you sure you're on the pill? What are we going to do?"
I took a deep breath, "it's fine babe -"
Julieht was a bit offended, "Of course I'm disease free, what the fuck?"

My wife apologized and tried to calm Julieht down, but the damage was already done. Julieht was gathering her clothes and getting dressed.
My wife shot me a look, like "DO SOMETHING!"
So I said, "she is just concerned, we just literally met you and - it's just a question. We both really like you and-"
"And WHAT?" Julieht stammered, starting to cry.
"And we'd like to continue seeing you!" I said.
"I'll have to think about it, but we can't have issues like this. I don't have any diseases. I may be a fucking whore, but I'm clean!"
"you're not a whore," my wife said.
Julieht left.

This happened 3 months ago. Guess who is going to be a daddy? Me.
Wife is pissed, but is ok with Julieht coming over and us spending time together. Not sure where this is all going to lead. My wife isn't leaving me, and I have a pregnant 30 year old unicorn to deal with.
I'd say fuck my life, but I'm not at that point yet. I did tell my wife that there needs to be a paternity test to see if the baby is actually mine... as I'm not sure how many guys Julieht has fucked since we were all together. Enjoy the pictures... unfortunately none of them are nude.

TLDR: wife and I got a unicorn, we fucked, the condom came off before I came and I got her pregnant.

The Freudian Slip
An erotic, mostly true story (names omitted) of finding the love of my life.

It was my first marriage, but she already had a child when she was a teen. I met her when I was 35, she was 33 and her daughter was 18. She dedicated her life to her daughter and finally when her daughter turned 18, she decided it was time to slow down and find someone special. The honeymoon didn’t last that long in our marriage. I was always ‘too sexual’ for her, always ‘groping her inappropriately’. The final straw was when I found some emails and a text message about how she liked sucking on his dick before he stuck it in her ass. I was a broken man for a long time. I invested myself into my ex-wife 1000%. Her daughter was very beautiful, and I never even once hit on her, or made any moves.
After much therapy, I came out the other end ok. It’s been 15 years and I’m 50 years old now. Sometimes I’ll have anxiety, so I’ll go through my insurance and find a therapist or counselor. My insurance recommended a woman and I called to make an appointment. It took about a week, but the day came and I went to her office and low and behold it was my ex’s daughter (step daughter). She was a bit shocked to see me. She said she saw my name but she was sure it was someone else. She had beautiful long brown hair, nice hourglass figure, brown eyes and soft supple breasts seemingly not strapped in by a bra. She blushed, she knew I was looking.
“It’s been a long long time, dad. What have you been up to? What do you want to talk about today?”
“Well I don’t know how this works, perhaps this is a conflict of interest – because sometimes I think I have PTSD because of what happened between you and your mother. I’ve been ok I guess. Well obviously not perfect, because I’m here…”
“Oh, tell me more…” She said, looking me in the eyes. I shied away, looking down at the floor.
“Don’t be nervous, you can tell me anything.”
“I’ve never been married since your mother left me, I just didn’t want to be hurt again. I feel my life is just bland but I also don’t want to go through the physical and mental pain again.”
“Physical pain?” she asked.
“Depression, when I’m depressed my body aches horribly.”
“Understandable. So I’ll be honest with you, when I moved out and after she did that to you I broke contact with her,” she said still looking at me in the eyes, she smiled, “she ruined her own life to be honest, and she did her best to ruin yours too.”
I looked at her confused, “what do you mean she ruined her life?”
“Take a deep breath, dad.” She laughed, “Can I call you that?”
“Yes, of course. You never got to know your own biological father, so of course you can call me dad.”
“Good, we’re on a Freudian path” she laughed, then continued, “Dad listen, the guy she left you for had her hooked on some bad things. I was away at school and she was smoking meth and crack. The last time I saw her she was at a clinic and had track marks all up and down her legs from heroin usage. You dodged a bullet. She’s tested positive for HIV, and a bunch of STDs – probably from whoring herself out to get drugs. So I couldn’t handle being around her anymore so I cut ties with her. And I found it awful that she did that to you. You were always so nice to her, to me. You expressed your love in so many ways and she shit all over you. I looked up to you, always thinking that when I find a guy or girl that I’d want someone like you. Hell, when my mom met you I had a major crush on you. In a lot of ways I wish you would have kept in contact but I do understand the emotional trauma of what she did pushed you away. I did kind of stalk you, you’re pretty easy to find on Google, so I kept track of you but kept my distance because I didn’t want to remind you of the trauma mom had caused you and me too.”
I didn’t know what to say, it was a lot to take in.
“I just don’t know what to say, that’s horrible what happened to her,” I said, feeling a little bit of peace that the bitch was getting dragged through the sewer like the cunt she was.
She put a hand on mine, “It’s ok dad. You probably feel a lot of rage and anger and that’s why you’re here.”
I looked into her eyes and I melted. She absolutely was putting on the moves.
“Tell you what,” she said, “My last appointment is at 7:30 PM, so why don’t we catch up over some coffee? You’re a coffee drinker, right?”
“Uh, yeah absolutely.”
So I made plans to meet her after she got off at a well-known coffee shop (Starbucks). I was a bit worried that I was taking her kindness wrong, that I was mistaking it for being interested in me.
I got her cell number and left.
On my way to Starbucks she texted me, “What kind of coffee do you want? Already here – I got this round!”
So I texted her I just wanted the house coffee with cream and sugar.
She was sitting at a table with her laptop and I approached her and sat down.
She looked up and smiled, and then gestured around her, “look at all of these nosey people who can’t mind their own business when an attractive looking man sits down near a younger professional female. That’s human psychology, always judging, always making shit up in people’s heads.”
I laughed, “well, they have dirty minds then – forget them. How have you been all these years? You look absolutely stunning, and I’m not saying that out of turn – just letting you know you’ve grown into a very fine woman!”
She blushed, “And how does that line go…” she thought for a second, “you sir, have aged like a fine wine.”
I laughed, “you’re totally hitting on me.”
“I’ve got daddy issues, daddy. Seriously, my mother doesn’t know who she lost. I’ll be honest, I’d take pictures of you and masturbate to them, I had such a huge crush on you. You’d get my panties soaked just by giving me a hug, and well – just being around me, can confirm, you still do.”
My anxiety started to kick in, “is this a joke?”
“Absolutely not. I was so jealous of my mother, I wanted you so bad.”
My dick was getting hard.
“Yeah but you probably have someone special now, and I don’t want you to be unfaithful to them.”
“No, I’ve had a few girlfriends, but nothing serious at all. I’m a single girl enjoying my freedom. I didn’t charge you for the session today. I won’t ever charge you, ok?”
“So you’re a lesbian?” I asked.
“No, I swing both ways,” she laughed and spilled a little bit of her coffee.
“Yeah but I was your father for a few years and …”
“That’s what makes it so hot, you literally are my Freudian sexual fantasy, that step dad that every girl wants to fuck but never gets to fuck and here you are… and well, perhaps this pussy still has a chance?”
I was done talking, I haven’t had sex in years, “It absolutely does.”
We went back to my place, I was nervous as hell.
She unzipped my pants and pulled my cock out, “mom lied, she said you had an ugly little dick – this is a thick monster.”
Her lips wrapped around the head and she started sucking. I felt her open her mouth wider and I was in the back of her throat.
She unbuttoned her shirt and pulled her bra off revealing her beautiful breasts, looking up into my eyes as she continued to suck me.
“Daddy, I want you to be bad….” I pulled my shirt off, she caressed my chest and her lips stopped sucking, and she kissed me on the lips, and then let her tongue work its way back down to my throbbing cock. She pushed me down on the sofa, and started going to town on my dick with a passion I’ve never seen before. With her mouth full of my throbbing meat, she’d moan. I felt like I was going to cum, and pulled her head off of my dick.
“Mmmm, daddy likes my mouth,” she said erotically, “wait until daddy’s dick get’s a taste of his daughter’s tight little pussy…”
“You’re a bad girl,” I whispered to her.
“You have no idea daddy, I’ve been a very bad girl.” She moved her naked body across mine, I could feel her soft warm breasts gliding on my skin. Her mouth enveloped mine, her tongue jutting inside my mouth and I could taste her sweet saliva. Her hips swiveled, teasing the head of my cock with her dripping wet pussy. She knew exactly what she was doing.
“Mommy never wanted me to have a dick this good, daddy,” she said as she pushed down on my cock, taking all of me inside her wet, tight hole.
“Make me a good girl, daddy I’ve been so fucking bad!”
I smacked her ass with my hand hard, “Watch your mouth, you know better than to swear around me!”
“Oh yess daddy! I’m so sorry daddy, it’s just that your dick feels so fucking good in me.”
I spanked her again, even harder as her pussy massaged my cock. I grabbed her beautiful tits and licked her nipples. I felt her body tense up, her pussy locked on to my cock – all of her muscles tightened and she let out a scream and began bucking wildly.
“Oh fuck daddy, daddddy your cock is so good I’m cumming.”
I felt a flow of warmth dripping down my balls as she collapsed on top of me.
I held her tightly and kissed her forehead as she panted, I could feel her pussy muscles convulsing in pleasure around my hard dick.
She whispered, “daddy, I always wanted to taste your cum…”
She got up and knelt between my legs and started stroking my cock, then licking it with her tongue.
Her lips gently kissed the tip of my penis, and then she swallowed it. I could feel my balls tightening up, and she cupped them in one hand and stroked my cock with the other as she blew me.
I called her name, “I’m going to cum.”
She didn’t relent, she quickened her pace, sucking harder, stroking faster. I emptied my balls in her mouth. Pulsating over and over, cum sprayed into her warm wanting mouth. I could feel her gulping down each ejaculation as I lost complete control of my body. I grabbed her head and pulled her lips down to the base of my cock and kept coming in the back of her throat. She swallowed it all.
We decided to date, and after a few years we tied the knot. Some people might be wondering about the legalities, but I never legally adopted her. My ex-wife and I were only married for about 3 years. My “stepdaughter” moved out when she was 19, almost 20 – but she always treated me with respect and we were pretty good friends. The last we heard, my ex moved to another state, and she might have passed on from a drug overdose. Neither my new wife, nor I want to research it or find out. I guess that's what prompted me to write it on Motherless. She's Motherless - and has been for a long time it seems.
Anyhow: That’s how I met my second wife. We have a lot of fun, and we’re extremely in love and she’s pregnant now. She’s due in 3 months! Everything happens for a reason. Sometimes you have to walk through fire – but understand that things will eventually get better, it just might take some time.
No, that picture isn’t her – I chose it because it looks like her (so much so that it could be her twin lol).
We still do daddy daughter role playing! I’m also ok with her having some fun with women if she wants but she chooses not to.
“You fulfill my fantasies, daddy.”
Real? Fake? I don't really care if anyone believes it - I just needed to vent.
Peace.

I have a confession.
My older brother and I were at a rodeo in west Texas. We weren’t competing or anything just watching the show. Anyway, there was this nice looking young brunette working the concession stand and I started flirting with her. I wound up getting her number.
I called her a few days later and we made a date to go out. I picked her up and told her that there was a party at a friend of mines house that I wanted to take her too. Her dad made us take her little brother Glen along with us. I guess he thought that would keep me from trying to fuck his daughter. She was a cute, petite brunette with a small ass and these very firm, very large tits that I couldn’t wait to get my hands on. Anyway the three of us went to eat at a local restaurant and then off to the party we go.
We get there and there are a number of guys, probably 7or 8 and just two other girls besides Kathy. I was looking for a way to get her alone and there were these two guys playing a video game in the living room. I introduced her brother to them and left him in there with them.
There was a card game going on at the kitchen table and Kathy and I got involved in that. There was a bottle of Jack Daniels being passed around the table as well as a couple of joints and it wasn’t long before we were pretty high.
I asked a buddy of mine named Larry if I could use his bedroom for a bit to which he agreed. This was a well known party house and this was not uncommon.
I took her back to the bedroom and it wasn’t long before She was naked sucking my dick and then spread her legs to get fucked. We were pretty stoned and I guess I went to sleep.
I was awakened to the bed moving a couple of hours later and when I rolled over there was my buddy Larry laying on his back with this little whore riding his dick for all she was worth.
I gathered my clothes and got dressed with him still fucking her. I walked back to the kitchen and got a beer. Everybody was pretty much crashed by then. I guess Glen heard me in the kitchen and walked in there to see what was up. I told him to come here I want to show you something. We walked to the bedroom door and he could clearly his sister bouncing up and down on Larry’s cock.
I told him I was heading out and asked if he wanted a ride. He said he did and we left her there and I dropped him off in front of his house before going on home myself.
The next day her dad called me wanting to know where his daughter was. I told him that her and a friend of mine seemed to hit it off so I left her with him. I even gave him the address in case he wanted to go see for himself. I understand that he went by there and tried to get her to come home with him. I guess she had some daddy issues cause I heard she told him to go fuck himself and stayed with Larry.
I saw Larry in town a few days ago and he told me he had bored with her pretty quickly but she seemed to like the availability of plenty of weed and alcohol that was always there. He also said she seemed to be enjoying the large variety of hard dicks that were always coming through. From what I hear she had been fucked by between 12-15 different guys before they all bored with her and dropped her off in front of her dad’s house.
Fast forward about 2 months and I guess my older brother had bumped into her somewhere and he is dating her. I told him about her time at the party house and he confronted her about it. She lied to him and said it never happened and that I was just jealous because she didn’t want to go out with me anymore. I told him whatever and just let it go.
Next thing Iknow he has moved her in with him. I didn’t say anything else about it to him. I guessed he’d figure it out soon enough.
The town we lived in was kind of small and it was difficult to not bump into people. I was working nights on drilling rigs. I got up about noon on a day off and decided to go have a couple of cold beers. There was a small bar I used to go to. As I was pulling in to park I noticed a couple fooling around in the front seat of a truck around the side of the building.
It was a dirt parking lot and small so I walked right past where this was going on as I went into the bar.
I could see that the passenger door was open, there was a girl on her back with her legs spread outside the truck and a guy between her legs fucking her. The guy noticed me but I just gave him a quick thumbs up and kept walking.
I sat down on a bar stool and ordered a beer. After it was about half way gone I notice the guy from the truck outside walk in. And lo and behold this little whore that he had been fucking followed him in. And, you got it, it was this gal that was living with my brother.
She noticed me too and came over wanting to talk. The guy didn’t seem to give a shit what she did as he ordered a beer. I told her I didn’t want to talk about this in public and told her let’s go outside.
We walked out to my car and sat down in the passenger seat. I walked around and sat in the drivers. She started chattering something about please don’t tell your brother.
While she was still talking I unzipped my pants, reached over with my right had and pushed her face into my lap. I was pushing her head down and raising my hips while I fucked her mouth until I shot my wad down her throat.
When I was done using her mouth I told her that if she wanted me to be quiet that she would be doing whatever I told her to do. She agreed and for probably close to a year from then I would fuck her mouth and pussy any time I wanted. Hell, I even loaned her out to friends at times.
After a while my brother caught her fucking around and tossed her out.
The last I heard of her she was going into the Navy. Bet all those sailors were loving her.

This is a request for real stories involving girls with daddy issues. If it gets good response I will share my own experience with them.

I confess that I want to turn my somewhat submissive 18 year old bisexual girl into a full blown sex slave. She already has to give me bj's daily and I get to tell her what to do and do whatever I want to her but I always try to walk a line of not pushing too hard and not going past her limits to much because I still really love her and want a good relationship; the things I fantasies about getting her to do are a little fucked but I want to know what my fellow sick people of the internet suggest as a training regieme. More importantly she has a super cute younger sister who has a bit of a thing for me at the moment (I often tickle her and poke her as a joke and we have lots of good slightly flirty jokes with eachother but she's never even kissed a guy). I'd love to pop the sister's cherry the same way I popped my gf's and I secretly think that the mixture of submissiveness/fucked up family life (bad divorce) and daddy issues my gf has might not only be present in her sister but could help facilitate me getting her into the idea of it happening. Currently every now and then I joke about fucking her sister sometimes - at first my gf was really offended now she is just kind of silent. About it. She also always says how her sister is going to be super hot and to top it all off my gf is bisexual and has already had a threesome with me. So fellow deviants help a brother out! What should I do?

Here are some photos of my old girlfriend from Michigan State. She was 19 in these photos. A little freak. Sorry for the quility of the photos, I had to take phone cam photos of the original pictures. This girl has serious Daddy issues. She ended up leaving me for an older guy. I guess this is a way to get rid of some old anger. Post all the vile things you would do to this bitch. The more comments you leave the move photos of her I will post in this section. Give it to her good!!!!!!

Jizz on this whore!!! I have a post in the "Hardcore" section of the MOTHERLESS message board. This is my ex-girlfriend from MICHIGAN STATE. (2 years ago.) She was 19 years old. She has Daddy issues and left me for an older man. Cum on her face and verbal abuse the whore! Attack Men! Fuck that Whore!

young, fun and experienced couple looking to corrupt lil miss innocent you. You must be willing to serve and obey, entertain, and please us as a way of existing. We are not looking for online anything. We mean real life, take you out of your environment and put you to work here.
You must be honest, good looking, submissive, and relatively free of baggage that could keep you from giving yourself completely to us. Daddy issues are a plus if he still doesnt make you cry on the phone.

So one day, I find this place. I fall in love with this place. I have a daddy fetish and I think to myself, this is where I fit in.
Time goes on, I like to come to the boards and read all the crazy shit about people, have even posted some confessions myself.
And I feel like maybe I have some knowledge that can be shared, but don't read on if your not ready for a good dose of reality.
No really!! Are you ready for this? I mean really ready for this?? k here goes..

It is OK (YES OK) and sometimes natural to be attracted to younger, older, mom, dad, sister, brother, cousin. But here is what seperates us from the animal kingdom, OUR BRAIN!!!
See, animals will do what feels good because it feels good. We as humans are not supposed to act like animals, we are supposed to act like intelligent humans.
What that means to me is this... we can't really help who or what we are attracted to but since we have a BRAIN, we can say to ourselves, well it is wrong to have sex with that young girl because she is not mentally ready to make those choices for herself. It is wrong to have sex with my brother because if I get pregnant, the baby will most likely be retarded, and so on... (not talking about moral issues here, but obvious reasons why)
This is the reason we lock up people who do not follow rules. Because ALOT of us want to do the "wrong" thing, but we have an intelligent thought that tells us WHY we shouldnt, and if most of us can control our actions, then we think that others should control their actions as well. I've got news for you low lifes.... OUR SOCEITY DOES NOT WANT TO LIVE LIKE COCKROACHES.

Don't fuck up other people's lives, because yours was fucked up. Use your brain, have your fantasys, understand that's what they are...

BTW... this is a pretty general statement, there are always exceptions, all Im saying is act human, not like a fucking donkey.

Daddy Issues http://www.wihood.com/g/nicki_fucks_motherless_/AE2B58D

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.

Women often say that they are oppressed. oppressed? HOW?!
You have more fucking rights today then you ever have. If you have children you don't want your not expected to raise them. And if you do want them there's support from the government/birth father.
If you want something you either just have to complain, cry, or wiggle your ass till you get it. Which I'm sure many of you are bitching now, "Oh see? If men weren't such pigs we wouldn't have to act like that!"
You never fucking had to in the first place! Last I checked there was a time when men went out of their way to make a woman feel comfortable and safe in public.
Now a days women are so frigged and bitchy that men don't even want to try, they just go for whatever bitch is the easiest or the most docile.
Now your probably saying, "Well what about porn? Men objectify women in porn!"
Yeah, we do. But who keeps getting into the fucking porn business because of daddy issues and because they fucked around in high school? Women!
No one put a fucking gun to your head and said, "Do porn or I kill you!"
If you want men to take you seriously, then stop putting yourselves in these fucking stereotypical situations of the victim, the slut, and the hooker with the heart of gold. Your better then that. At least I hope you are.

It started after my girlfriend had left our daughter, Karen and I. Karen was nine almost ten at the time. My girlfriend and I had been kind of heavy into BDSM. Going to meetings of the local group and making friends. I think that was where the problem started. I was into it and did not mind a somewhat open relationship, But I was not into it or as far out there as my girlfriend wanted to be. So she left. Joined up with a group and a guy who she said was "More of a Master than I would ever be!"
My daughter was suppose to be staying over at a friends house for the weekend. As I said I still had some friends in the scene and I was still interested. So there I am in my living room with a naked lady tied up in some ropes. When my daughter walks in.... Somewhere in all this mess I babble out "That it is ok I am just practicing my knot tying". Like I am some kind of overage boyscout or some thing. I quickly get my lady friend untied, dressed and out of there. This did not go over well with my daughter.
Karen started going on about things like this is why her mother had left us, and stuff. The thought that went through my head was that someday her mother might just grow up and want to be a part of her daughters life again. And if she did I was not going to have been the one to say anything bad about her to her daughter. I was going to be a adult in this situation. Karen was young and the hurt was still so new to her. She would figure out the truth as time went on.
But I had blurted out about how I had been practicing my knot tying. While we were arguing Karen said, "That if I needed to practice, that I didn't need anyone else, that I could practice on her!"
I told her that she probably would not like it!
She came back at me with, "How was she suppose to know unless we tried it?"
I just looked at her. I didn't have anything else.
Shrugging out of her Jacket. She asked me, "Do I have to get naked? As the other lady had been."
As she was starting to remove her T-Shirt. When I said, "No she didn't."
Taking out a roll of soft Nylon line I set to work. I decided to start on something simple tying up her arms. I was sure that after realizing what she was getting into, she would want to quit. So I took a length of rope I passed it over her arms. Then proceeded to wrap it some what loosely but still securely around her arms. Finally turning the ends and passing them between her arms and around the ropes in the middle cinching her arms together.
I tied that to another rope that had a carabiner on it. Which I sipped onto a eye bolt that you might miss if you did not know it was there on the beam overhead. I left her there tied in the center of the room. Struggling with that while I went to get some thing to drink.
I peeked in on her from the other room. As she was trying the ropes. The carabiner kept the knots slightly over her head where she could not reach them with her teeth. I stood there looking at my little girl there tied up in my ropes and I liked it. But I would never push the issue.
I came back into the room. Karen quickly tried to hide that she had been fumbling trying to get out of the ropes. I looked into her eyes as I reached for the carabiner to start untying her.
"Had enough?", I said.
"No, Daddy.", was all she said.
I was kind of taken back. My hand froze reaching for the carabiner then fell back to my side. I had seen her struggling to get out of the rope. Her long dark hair whipping around as she pulled at it.
I pulled up a chair so that we would be about on the same level. But I still was most of a head taller than her.
"Karen," I said. "You do not have to go through with this! If you do not want me playing tie up games, having women over, or even going out with women for now. I won't. Your mother left us not that long ago. We are both still tore up about it. We can give it some time."
"Daddy." she said. I could see tears start in her eyes. "That's not fair. You want to play your tie up games. You can play them with me. Then you don't need those women to come over. Until Momma comes back."
My heart breaking over my little girls tears. I started untying her.
"Honey, Mamma might not come back."
I just held her and rocked her in my arms until she stopped crying.

The possibility of more later.

My 18yo slut gf with daddy issues, comment to see more.

I finally am getting rid of my boring GF... pic is not of her, but my ideal type/look (she obviously runs and is tan)
I want someone to tell. Can anyone relate?
(RANT FOLLOWS) a big part of it is the photos and porn I look at on this website and others. I'm into lots of various stuff. Tons of hot girls that take self pics, late teens is my fav, so I got really used to the sluttiness. I'm mid 20's and lost virginity at 17

cliffs:

-She's age 23
-dated 9 months
-smashed after first week
-she sucks my dink, but only had 1 BF before me and didn't fuk till 22 years old (no experience)
-cute nerdy type girl, never had many friends, kinda awkward, 5'2 @ 120-125 (a tiny bit of fat, not skinny, not overweight) I prefer skinny tall bishes, like 5'9 @ 120
-refuses to work out/run but her GF finally talked her into getting a gym membership, like last week.
-doesn't tan

-has a hairy bush (doesnt shave, or trim really)

-doesn't wear thongs or g-strings after I show her many pics and videos of girls in thongs, trying to hint, and i'd say thongs turn me on. she wears regular panties, sometimes cheekies, which are meh. She finds thongs uncomfortable.

-has 1 pair of "heels", they're actually those beginner type ones that are made of cork (forget the name). Most chicks have many pairs of real high heels.

-calls her mom twice a day, texts every hour at least, cuddles with mom (they both just graduated and mom moved back home, though), sometimes texting every 5 minutes to mom. Was desperate for me to meet her mom and step dad after just 2-3 weeks. I should've peaced out.

-I once asked if i'm her daddy, she said "ya" and never said the word again (her real dad left her as a baby) i've had many girls tell me "i want you daddy" or "cum in me daddy", and that shit turns me on a lot.

-I asked her to send me pics a few months ago, after showing her a couple on my phone (panty pics and such) that others have sent me, of course she got jealous. She still wouldn't send me any.

-Last night on Skype she was showing me her website thing... afterward I get bored and show my abs/chest and she's like "mmmm" and I tell her to show me her tits, she refuses. She says to come over and she will. I say "well I want a tease" and she is like "uhh"

-I end call and text "u suck", but i've always let her know I view her as a fuck buddy/friend, she always refers to me as her BF.

I feel bad, but she's just very asexual compared to all of these hot sluts I see around campus and on the internet, even tumblr's with jb's.
I guess the primary issue has been: I want a hot slutty gf (who might flirt or suck another dudes cock), and that I love to show off to my friends and family. Not some reserved girl who doesn't know how to be sexy (running, thongs, slutty clothes, etc)

who wants to see this slut naked? she was molested by her perverted old daddy when she was younger and now she was major daddy issues. more pics @ 10 replies

PRETTY




Pretty house, pretty flowers, and all the pretty people. That could be the start and end to the story there. However, what story wants to just be pretty? You can have your pretty dress and pretty white stallion, but in the end, the stallion just drops dead.
So, imagine this scene. You have two people, let’s say Steve and Martha. They've been together since high school and raised two pretty girls who are almost through high school themselves. Steve has his perfect dream job as a novelist. Plus, he has his fucking millionth copy sold party next week at The Garches. Martha stays at home, the biggest fucking prettiest house in the Upper Valley. She probably just lays around and suntans all day, trying to be that much...prettier for her husband. Not that it would matter much, they've already been to Hawaii twice this year, and it's only March!
Oh wait, sorry, getting a bit off topic there.
So, back to the story.
The couple Steve and Martha then go to Steve's millionth copy sold party, which they just decided to call their "Zeroooooo" Party. Of course they did. Here's where the story gets a little more interesting. So, their eldest daughter, a pretty little thing, just turned 18, let’s just call her Belle to simplify things. Well, she has this boyfriend, jock, quarterback, straight “A” student. A nice guy really. However, unknown to Steve and Martha, she decides to date this other dude. Well, dude not exactly anymore. Sex change, though, would have just been a little prettier. Let's say he is a "duder". As in, all grapes add the "r" when they become raisins. The duder is about 65 now, which only gives him a couple more years before he can retire from the exotic books business. The party is also going to be the platform for Steve to announce his new book. The duder goes up to the stage, and pulls back the curtains to the new jacket cover. Let's just skip all the pretty words, and the fight, don't forget the arson and the restraining order. However, let's not forget Steve and Martha's new jobs at Feed Freddies, the move to Downton Street, and the divorce. Also, Belle's perfect quarterback boyfriend broke up with her when she started wearing more clothes than Queen Elizabeth to school. At very least, the strip club is getting even busier with the Belle, sorry royal ass Eliza, running the show.
Pretty ending to that story, eh? Well, that's just the beginning. This is all just hypothetical, of course. Let's not forget that.
Now, imagine this strip club in the Lower Valley. It’s already been established that pretty young Eliza would be the up on stage shaking her two big moneymakers. You got to love the girls with daddy issues! Let’s say that her tips are pretty good, but it is never enough. Eliza then starts taking the men back stage for her fucking specialty. OK, probably shouldn’t go there.
There is this one fucking ugly duder that would always come in with the prettiest flowers, lilies to be exact. He had a fetish of making Eliza into his pretty yellow picture. Sure, things are going pretty and well for Belle, sorry Eliza, but why does the story have to end there.
So, her estranged father, Steve comes in during one night in carnival. Oh, that place is decked out in all kinds of pretty, from the pretty beads down to the pretty masks. Steve has a right old time, drinks some beers, has a couple nice views. He goes home later and neither of them are any the wiser.
Then, it is a week into Lent that something really happened. The duder is busy working with his Eliza canvas when in walked Belle’s former quarterback dude and his buddies. OK, true, they aren't 21 yet, but who cares when they come in with some perfectly pretty fake I.D.’s. Imagine it going down like this. The dude tries to cop some feels from his former girlfriend when she is covered in all the lilies. Naturally, Eliza tries to cover herself and run. Here’s the best part. The duder fucker grabs her ankle and trips her. He then pulls out a gun and tells her to don’t fucking move again. Before he can start arranging his flowers again, the dude grabs the duder. The dude then gets shot in the head, and so does pretty little fucking Eliza when she goes to help out. The old fucker runs and gets away.
Don’t you just love where these are going? At very least, it would sound better for the story if Belle/Eliza and the quarterback didn’t die.
OK, maybe it is time for a little change of pace, maybe something a little prettier. It probably would be a good idea to give this second duder a name, to make things a little easier to remember. His name will be Ralph, after this guy...Oh never mind. So, Ralph escapes from the Lower Valley. Let it just be said that he does get away with murder. OK, so, Ralph then goes to Amsterdam in the Netherlands. Flowers, flowers everywhere, but so are the pretty people. He especially loves frequenting the Red Light District. That old fucker does what he wants. So, the moral of the story is that Ralph finds a little money on the streets, goes and buys some dope, does it up with a cop outside, and gets arrested.
Justice served, well no.
Actually, there is an explosion the next day in the lobby of the jail. All those mother fuckers die but Ralph. He escapes and no harm done. Then, he goes out and buys a lottery ticket and make some good dough. Next, he invests some of that, and due to a great surge in the economy, he brings in all the big bills. Afterwards, he starts a modeling agency, where he can look to his hearts desire, each of which become a canvas of his own. His business goes under in a couple years, but would cares; Ralph got to live his dream. That is so much prettier than all those people.
That's it, done; let's end the story right there. There were rich people who found out their daughter was fucking some duder. Don't forget the naked cover. It doesn't matter too much, those people got what they desired anyway. Then, the next scene had that pretty girl from the first tale who works at a strip club. She doesn't even realize when her own shithead father comes into the place and takes a couple peaks. Her promiscuity at least was the end of her anyway, when this God awful duder shows up. Shoots her and her ex boyfriend. The story ends on a high notes when the duder travels to Amsterdam, and makes lots of money doing what he loves.
That could be the end of it; it just could. However, why do stories always have to end just when the going gets good? There are always those hardworking people out there that want to make more money. Those are good people and their work have to be honored.
More, more, more, that is all anybody wants now a days. Let's give the people want they want.
OK, imagine this girl...since this is a sequel, it would make sense to bring back at least some of the characters from the first part. So, this girl is Steve and Martha's other daughter...Trudy. She may not be the prettiest girl, but everyone says she's beautiful on the inside with doves flying out of her ass at least twice a day. Trudy is two grades younger than that ex-stripper sister of her's Eliza, Belle, whatever her name is. It doesn't matter anymore. The dove girl sings to all the other birds and dances on the moon. Well, at least before that was before her slut sister was rightly shot in the head. Then, Trudy becomes very introverted, thinking more about her pretty self than to that cruel, ugly world out there. She ends up dropping out of school as soon as she turns 16, and emancipates herself from her now deadbeat parents. Don't worry, she has a perfectly good job next to Feed Freddies at a place called Happy Harvey's; it's a pub. No, she doesn't serve the drinks. Instead, Trudy works at the daycare in the back watching over all the pretty children.
Not long after she started working there, she began to wear this pretty sequenced red dress everyday. That was the only dress she could afford anyway. She did it for this regular that would come in, taller, youngish. He made Trudy feel beautiful again. This dude was not a pervert; he would never touch her. Well, that was until she turned 18, and then they humped it out like hippos.
One day, she over hears him saying he lost his job, so she offers for him to stay with her. He was too much of a mutch not to take it. They lived, they humped, oh life was good. Things soon got more serious, and prudy Trudy was finally falling in love. Ah, isn't that sweet. Let's fast forward now to the part of the story where she finds out he is already married. The mutch only thought she was his friend. Trudy beats the shit out of his pretty head for that. It's pretty, no, beautiful seeing the sight of the bastard afterwards. He must have lost at least 100 pounds with all the stuffing knocked out of him. Now, his wife cop from down in the Lower Valley may have not fucked or, for that matter, seen the fucker for awhile, but she is definitely the daughter of a bitch. Saying she got even is good, but retribution sounds much better. Oh, that poor girl's beauty was just pouring out of her, glistening like a rainbow.
Let's make one this perfectly clear, Trudy does not die EVER! For, that girl's hind is as tough as her hippo brethren. Oh course, that girl did have to go to some physical therapy afterwards. With her new training she can consider herself equal, and close brethren to the asses.
So, imagine a pretty physical therapy center on the edge of suburban bliss. It is a place where stallions run as free as well, stallions. OK, the fence probably keeps them a little more contained than that. Anyway, the center uses the stallions as part of the therapy. Trudy loves the new freedom and the fucking feeling of wind running through her hair. There was just one snitch in her new found happiness, the stallion, Woody, collapses onto it's side while she is riding him. Trudy's other leg is crushed and then amputated. Oh well, lesson learned.
She returns to the therapy center a while later, overjoyed to find Woody is being helped right beside her. He is slowly becoming lame. It doesn't take long for Trudy to start to hate the pretty white stallion. She is becoming Woody's bitch, lower than an animal, as it turns out. Nobody could stay mad at those bit brown eyes for long and soon she no longer minded her pretty third class status. Even more pretty was the sight of her in her red dress, which now made her look like a fruity flamingo.
Enough, enough, story time.
So, uh, losing her leg doesn't stop her from riding Woody all she wanted, slowly of could, he was just too big, and one more blow would spell the end for each of them. The riding slowly got faster and faster as they grow more used to each other. Soon, it was love, big old stallion love. To put it a big more blunt, Woody is soon getting plenty of fill from his sweet little flamingo. So much so, he fell down again during their faster riding sessions. He cracked a couple of his pretty ribs, fractured his big old pretty skull. At very least Trudy continued living, but perhaps not too happily ever after.
Oh come on, the beginning did say exactly how the story was going to end. Get a pretty fucking grip!

My slutty girlfriend with major daddy issues.

This was supposed to be our new sexless reality, After about 8 months she had started to feel guilty about being the other woman in my life even though te reality of my home life meant that I often spent far more time with her then I did there. Our relationship started with one simple rule "no expectations, no committment", she had never intended on sleeping with a married guy but we had one of those attractions that drew us to one another and within a couple of months things became more complicated. Our bedroom chemistry had made it hard to keep our hands off of each other when we were together, we would just lounge in bed naked all day talking and fucking sometimes.

That night we went to the bar where we usually hung out with our friends, I had not exactly been discrete about my affair, in some part of my mind maybe I wanted to get caught to try to get out of a bad marriage that an unexpected pregnancy kept me around for. We had the conversation earlier that week that her guilt was getting the best of her and that she wanted to just try to be friends. I wasn't on board with the decision but I pretended I was to show "respect for her decision". I knew her well enough to know she just couldn't turn her feelings for me off, I filled needs for her both in and out of the bedroom. Like most of the girls that are drawn to me she had daddy issues with an alcoholic father that had abandoned her.It made it hard for her to leave guys that didn't leave her.

As the night played out it didn't take long for us and just about everyone else in the bar to figure out that we weren't quite done yet.I pounded Newcastle while she had a few vodka soda's and listened to some music from the band and flirted and played mind games with each other like we did before we ever fucked. By about 1AM she was practically on my lap reaching her hands down my pants and apologizing for thinking about leaving me.

We left the bar and went outside to a beautiful early fall night, my house obviously wasn't an option and her's was a little far away, I always had a blanket or beach towel in the car and a spot came to mind pretty quick behind my old elementary school that was nearby.

We walked up to the circle of picnic tables in a lightly wooded area behind the school and I laid the beach towel down on one of the tables. I had barely finished laying the towel out before I had my tounge in her mouth and my hands on her amazing tits. She was not perfect by any stretch of the imagination but those tits were, she was a natural 34 D and they hung perfectly, I told her they were like a pair of great tits you would see in a movie from the 70's before silicon fucked so many great racks up. Otherwise she was about 5'4 135, dark brown hair with red highlights and milky pale white skin that some might call alabaster. She worked out and she was a little thick in some places but never fat.

We sat down on the table and started kissing with her on top of me, we tossed off the clothes that were neccessary and just started to let our hands and mouths explore each other. After a minute I grabbed her by the hair (which she loved) and laid her on her back so that I could attack her pussy with my mouth. She was a little OCD about being clean so her pussy was always immaculately clean and freshly shaven (the fact that it was shaven that night is probably a good sign she knew her just friends idea wasn't going to work).Her pussy was basically perfect, a clit that was easy to find with your toungue but not overly prominent and smooth lips that sat flush to her crotch leaving nothing hanging and making her really tight. I buried my face in her pussy and licked slowly around it then up and down the lips on either side before going after her clit.

She was a girl that came often and loudly, fucking her made you feel like a rock star. It was only a couple of minutes after I started tounging her clit while working her G-spot with my finger before she was coming hard bucking her hips against my face.I licked her asshole as she went over the edge and she came so hard that she was soaking wet. She pulled my up by my hair this time and said "I need you to fuck me".

She loved hard from behind with hair pulling and ass slapping and that night my drunk ass was going to give her exactly what she wanted. I put my hands around her hips and stood her up next to the table, she had to put her elbows on the table to raise her ass up just a touch to compensate for our height difference (I'm 6'4 if anyone cares). I was as hard as a rock and she was soaked by this point so I entered her. By this point her pussy was so hot and felt so good I had to give myself a second to get accustomed to it so I didn't lose my compusure,just having a cock in her was making her happy for the second so it was working for both of us. I started slowly at first but it only took me a minute to find my rythym and start stroking powerfully. I don't have a gigantic cock but what I do have was certainly doing the job and I am a big guy so when I fuck it comes with power behind it,I pulled her hair back with one hand while I vigorously reached around to handle her tits or slapped her ass with the other. Things were building and speed was picking up, we were both going extremely hard, it was like the thought of losing each other had made the sex even better.

I didn't intend what happened next but then again it kind of worked out so I am not complaining either.I slipped out of her pussy and when I went back in lets just say the connection had changed. I had never had her ass before, we had talked about it but her prior experiences had been less than stellar. By the second or third push I realized what had happened but I wasn't going to stop until she stopped me. Then she did the greatest thing ever, she reached back and started fingering her clit which I took to mean green light go. The combination of the relaxation from alcohol, the sex and how wet we both were by that point from fucking had made the tough part of getting it in easy and now she was enjoying me fucking her ass.

I was not going to last long at this point because of how hot it was that I was fucking her ass for the first time and the fact that she was into it was putting me over the edge. There was only one decision left, where was I going to drop my load. Usually she swallowed it or I pulled out and shot it on her somewhere (We used rubbers the first two times we fucked but we both hated them and that was it for them). I had to make the decision whether I was going to pull out or put my load in her for the first time in her ass. I opted for plan B and my balls pulled tight to my body as I emptied them into her asshole, i felt like I squirted a gallon of cum in there because it took forever but it felt amazing.

That wouldn't be the last time I got in her sweet little ass but the first was certainly the most memorable.

I confess that I've been fucking a younger girl in secret for the past year and a half. And she's cheating on me.

She's a short girl, 5'0, and somwhere in the range of 100 pounds, and most of that is perky D size breast. Just large enough to deliver the optimal titfuck. And that pussy, by the Gods that honest-to-god delicious shaven cunt. There's nothing better than being 6.5 (it's average!) inches deep in her tight young fuckhole. And I mean *tight*. Like I said, I'm 6.5 inches, and I still bump her cervix. Luckily she digs that.

It started through one of my cousins, who knew her. we all went to a movie together and in the theater, she boldly jumped me and raped my mouth with her tongue. She has told me since that I was the sexiest thing she had ever seen in her life, and she couldn't help herself. Honestly, her words, not mine. I think it's because she has some daddy issues, example: she can't get enough of my beard (especially on the insides of her thighs) because it reminds her of her dad's from when she was little. Fucked up shit, man.

Anyways, I fucked her brains out on a mountain under the stars later that night, and ever since we have been persistently fornicating. We usually got to a bench in a grassy place and I'll bend her over and fuck her doggystyle through her thong. She likes to be choked and slapped, too. I bought her a pair of furry handcuffs that we've put to great use several times. We almost never use protection, either. Only when I can talk her into it, she loves going bareback. Loud thing, too. Shamelessly loud. Loves to be fucked like an animal, naked under the stars. It's kind of our motif.

It's not much of a relationship, but I was her first. She was mine, too, but she doesn't know that. We get together, smoke, and screw like crazy. That's the sum of it, to be honest. But I think she fancies me a soul mate, or something alike it. It's mostly due to her youthful naivete, but it is nonetheless extremely apparent that she loves me. And hell, I think I might love her a little too. I haven't cheated on her, except for a one-time sanctioned encounter with another guy (I'm bisexual). But that was at her behest.

You see, earlier in the relationship, I offered her the option of having solely sexual partners outside the two of us. This would honestly be more for her benefit than mine, as I'm fairly busy with work that keeps me by myself the majority of the time. But she refused immediately, and said that she would never feel comfortable being with another guy while she was with me. That made me feel a little warm inside, and bought a large amount of trust.

Anyways, She goes off to an all-day concert tour, and comes back with stories about this cute guy that she spent the whole day with. Initially, I just gave her a little shit for it. Chided her about having a new crush. She just laughed it off. I thought nothing of it. We smoked, made love under the night sky, then she went home. Not end of story.

The next time we meet, she brings her cell phone, and makes a scene of disallowing me to see it. My interest is piqued, and I eventually convince her to let loose whatever it is she was trying to tell me. It turns out that she had made out all day with this guy. She tells me about how he invited her to his car, then simply withdrew his penis, and told her to suck it. To which she complied, wholeheartedly. She shows me text conversations of them discussing how "fucking awsum ur mouth felt on my cawk". He also persistently asked her for a relationship, to which she never answered straightly. She proceeds to tell me that she feels guilty, and that feels what she did was wrong.

So, I don't know what to fucking say. I initially thought I would be okay with this, and i think she thought I would be, also. But now that we arrived at the situation, I am so very NOT okay with it. In fact, the idea of it is driving me a little insane. The worst part is, she's thinking about seeing him again! And I fucking encouraged her! I couldn't go back on my word, not after all the stupid "modern relationship", "sexual liberation" bullshit I gave her.

I figured I'd just fake it until the jealousy passed, but can't take it any longer. Evidently I have some previously unknown issues with jealousy. I need to break up with her and lick my wounds.

She's so amazing.

I'm such a hypocrite.

Fuck. Me.

She has daddy issues. What kinds of things might you do?

I confess, I have daddy issues. I've been touching myself to this fantasy for years now, and its only gotten worse over time. I want to meet an older married man on craigslist or some other anonymous way.. I want go over, and dress in his underage daughter's clothes - especially her little girl panties. I want him to molest me and call me his daughter's name. I want to call him daddy. I want him to slide into my pussy like I'm an underage virgin, and I want to whimper and cry to my daddy. I want him to cum in me. I want to start off pretending to hate it "No daddy no! I'm your daughter this is wrong!" and in the end my body will betray me, and I'll get so wet that my daddy can really fuck me, and I'll involuntarily cum on his cock. I want the shame of cumming on daddy's cock.

I confess that I used to be young, in-shape, and handsome and I am turning into an old, fat, drunk guy. I really like the thought of being an old gross guy that pervs on younger girls. I would love to hear people's thoughts about whether I should give up drinking and get in shape again or just embrace being an old fat perv. Also, this hasn't really affected how much I get laid. If anything it has been easier hooking up with younger chicks that have daddy issues.

Thoughts on this?
Did she really want to get married to this guy?
Is it a gold digger thing?
Does she have daddy issues?
Does she like it when they fuck or does she just put up with it?
Is she a slut for selling her body like this?
Or does she just have no standards letting a guy like her use her?

Her dad was upstairs asleep while she used my cock like a dildo in her mouth and pussy. She's never as horny as when she knows her dad is nearby, might catch her, or might hear her cum. I confess I feared for my life a bit, as he was a cop, she was 18, and I was 26, but her daddy issues needed to be addressed

Big time daddy issues in Albany.