Was at the pub last night after work. While I was talking to the barman (a man my age, just over 50) he was telling me that he had got lucky and fucked a 21 year old the night before. Joking around I told him pics or it didn't happen. I never expected him to show me pics. Especially pics of my stepdaughter. I stayed quiet about her being my stepdaughter. He was telling me she called him daddy and told him that she wanted to fuck her stepfather but she didn't know how to go about it.
When her mother went to work this morning I took matters into my own hands. She was still in bed when her mother left so I went into her room, I sat down on the side of her bed to wake her up. I shook her shoulder gently to wake her and as she started to roll over my hand "accidentally" slid down a bit onto her chest. When my hand stopped on her tit she woke up and looked me in the eye. I smiled as I gently squeezed her tit, when she smiled back, my fingers found her nipple, it got hard immediately. I grabbed one of her hands and put it on my hardening cock and told her I knew she wanted me to fuck her, her face went bright red but there was no denial. I slid her shirt up so I could see her tits, they looked perfect, I couldn't help myself and started to lick and suck her nipples one at a time. Her hand started to slide up and down on my cock.
Sliding my hand down towards her pussy made her slide her hand inside my shorts, as my fingers slid between her meaty cunt lips, her hand grabbed my cock and she told me she wanted my cock in her mouth. I made her wait about 10 mins while I fingered her cunt. She got so impatient that she moved herself around so my fingers stayed buried inside her but she could get my cock in her mouth. Fuck me she was a better cocksucker than her mother. You could tell she liked sucking cock by how she attacked it. Not once did I have to push her head down, she knew how to deepthroat from the start. After fucking me with her mouth, I picked her up and threw her on the bed and told her to spread her legs like the little slut she was, she put her feet behind her head and told me to pound her harder than I fuck her mother. While I was fucking her she grabbed her phone and started showing me videos of her masturbating, in every video she was calling out "daddy fuck me" and "daddy make me your fucktoy".
We fucked for about an hour, when we were finished, she sucked her cum off my cock and asked me to promise not to tell her mum. Like I was gonna do that lol, I'm not that stupid. I agreed on one condition and that was I get to fuck her whenever I wanted and she said she thought it was obvious we were going to be fucking regularly.

For my protection and my friend this is a fantasy story. it is up to you to decide if it is true or not. but i am not saying that it is. This did not really happen. But, if it did, I would be confessing something that has haunted me for 2 years. My wife of 10 years died of an aneurism suddenly while she was at work. She was an executive assistant for a large company in San Francisco. We had no children. A friend of hers called me in tears before the police arrived at my place of business, which I will not identify. Oddly, I was composed while being told on the phone, kind of. I kept repeating "what?, what?" as if I didn't understand what she was saying. Her crying and sobbing made it clear this wasn't a bad joke. But, I just kept saying "what?" "what?", getting a bit loud at the end. None of my coworkers noticed my demeanor given the nature of our work. My reaction could have been consistent with a normal business call. I cannot explain. I don't remember hanging up the phone. I was sitting there with my mind spinning. trying to make sense of the phone call. I was in complete denial. After a few minutes, I started playing solitaire on my laptop. crazy, i know. but, i didn't know what to do. somehow, the game actually distracted me and I managed to put the phone call behind me. I was strangely at some kind of weird peace. But then I fainted when I saw 2 uniformed police officers standing at the end of the hallway asking a coworker which one was me. When she pointed at me, I suddenly blacked out from shock. They revived me shortly. I did not injure myself in the fall. The older female officer asked me to confirm my name, and then told me what I already knew. I got sick. I threw up until I was dry heaving. I could not believe it. I became hysterical and had to be escorted out by the officers. I didn't really think about it until we arrived at the hospital that they were taking me to identify her body. I panicked. But, a doctor gave me something, I presume a sedative shot. It calmed me down real quick. When they lifted the covering to show her face, i was calm. probably from the drugs. i said, yes that is my wife. next thing I knew I was home. The county medical examiner conducted a pretty quick autopsy to determine the aneurism. I thought those things took longer than that, but I guess they had a good idea what it was and scanned her brain to confirm it.

Her mom took care of the phone calls and funeral arrangements as I was in complete despair. Something that no one knew is that my wife and I were getting a divorce. We had not seen a lawyer or told anyone, yet. She asked for it. That also devastated me. I am an average looking guy, but she was practically a model. She was a cheerleader in high school and college. she was 5 ft 3 in., 120 lbs. light brown hair with hazel eyes. Now she was dead at the age of 33. We had not had sex in 5 years, despite my best efforts. She eventually told me that she had no interest in sex. I did not suspect she was having an affair. I knew her better than that. She knew it was hurting me, so we went to a few specialists and she was diagnosed with hypoactive sexual desire disorder. I did some research and now believe that it could be related to the aneurism that eventually killed her. She was going to file for divorce so that I could find someone who could fulfill my needs. I did not want it but she was very adamant.

A older man I met at church about 3 or so years before this tragedy, ended up being the guy who would be her embalmer at the funeral home. He came to my home to tell me and ask if I wanted him to get someone else, someone I didn't know, to do this THING to my wife. I told him no. it was his job and I trusted him. He kept offering to ask for another embalmer, but I assured him i was fine with it. He was very kind and gentle. He offered his condolences with a tear or two to match my own as he headed for the door. Before I shut the door, he turns abruptly, as if he had forgot something, and asked me if I wanted to see her that night. The transfer to the funeral home from the hospital had already been made. She was in a refrigerated unit at the funeral home. He was going to start the embalming process in the morning once all the paperwork had been filed. I don't know why exactly, but I said yes. I followed him to the home. it was late, probably 11 pm, maybe later. He told me that he was not supposed to do this, so please not to let anyone know. I assured him I would not.

I was expecting stainless steel drawers with handles, like you see in the movies and tv shows, but it was a decent size room that was refrigerated. inside, were three gurneys with people who had died that day. One was my wife, another was a 70+ year old man who had died of a massive heart attack earlier that day while having lunch with his wife. He was a large man, maybe 6 ft 2, 270 or 290, i don't know maybe 300. big guy. the covered body on the third gurney was shaped very similar to my wife. He told me it was a girl who was a passenger in a car with another girl who crashed while texting and driving. the driver lived. This girl, was not wearing her seatbelt. she was thrown fro the vehicle and broke her neck. died instantly. He couldn't keep talking about it. for some reason, the young girls death chokes him up and effects him more than even my wifes. I assume it was because she was so young. a mere teen. He starts to say something, but stops.

So, he's quite emotional after this day and says I can stay as long as I like, until he comes back to get me or I came looking for him, whichever happened first. He was going into the chapel area to nap on one of the benches.

he left me alone with three dead bodies in a cold room. I stood there for what seemed like several minutes before I approached my wifes body. I pulled back the covering. There she was, as I had seen her before. I stared at her still made up face from work. They hadn't had a chance to clean her up for embalming yet. She was very white, kinda bluish. But, still just as attractive as the girl I fell in love with in college.

I guess it was an impulse. without even looking around to make sure no one was watching, I pulled the covering down to expose her breasts. I don't know how its supposed to work, post morten, but her nipples, which I hadn't seen in 5 years, were very erect. Her breasts are not very big. She is a small b cup, but still very perky for her age. NOW, I looked around and even went to the chapel to see if my friend was awake. He was snoring loudly.

I suddenly, with a very confusing mix of guilt and excitement, started getting hard. I hurried back to the cold room. I realized I had left the covering half off while I checked on my friend. I didn't bring a jacket, so I was pretty chilly, but my blood starting flowing and suddenly I began to warm up. I pulled my phone from my pocket. i was going to take some nudies of my dead wife. at that point, my cock had taken over and I didn't care how messed up any of this was.

so, with a shudder, I pulled the covering all the way off to the floor. I was in shock. I was expecting a bush, considering she had no interest in sex, but there she was... with the thinnest most perfectly trimmed landing strip I had ever seen on her. I was naturally confused, but didn't waste time wondering "why" she did it, or possibly "for whom" she was doing it. I started snapping photos and got very excited.

that's when things got out of hand. I was so turned on, I wanted to see her pussy. on the table, her cold outer labia was flesh colored and closed. I spread the covering on the ground and picked her up to put her on the floor.

rigor mortis is unsettling to say the least. while her legs and arms did bend down under the weight of gravity, her left leg and left arm seemed to stay more stiff. even her head didn't fall back like I would have expected.

i got her to the floor. and had a difficult time getting her legs to come apart. I finally figured to massage the legs to make them more pliable. eventually, she lay on the cold floor, naked, legs spread showing her perfect and tight pussy. and she was dead.

i didn't stop to think. i kept taking pictures and then realized... i realized the obvious. it was cold, but I got my pants down to my knees and knelt to the floor.

I don't believe in god like most people. i believe in a higher power but don't think he pays any attention to us. i hope I am right. i put my cock against her freezing cold pussy. rigor mortis, no moisture in her pussy, no lubricant. i was screwed.

i had gone this far. i wasn't going to be denied the pussy that was legally mine, at least while she was alive. I started going through drawers. finally, two rooms down the hall, I found some lubricant that I didn't even want to think about why they had it.

Back in the room, I dropped to the floor. I greased up my still throbbing cock. then, gently started applying lube to her pussy. it didn't feel as soft and fleshy as i remembered, but once I got my cock in, I remembered the ecstasy of having sex with my beautiful loving wife.

her eyes were closed, so I wiped my hands and opened them. I was a little surprised when they stayed open. I was fucking my dead wife as she seemed to look at me. I suddenly came harder than i can ever remember. it just kept pumping cum until it started oozing out her vagina.

i fell to the floor next to her. started playing with her erect nipples. and it wasn't more than 2 minutes before my erection returned.

as i lay on the floor, i could see the other two gurneys against the wall, side by side... then I got an evil thought in my head. yes, you know what I did.

I jumped up. penis purple and throbbing out of control. I walked slowly over to the other dead girl. I had no idea what she looked like.

I pulled back the cover and my jaw dropped. she was the most perfect looking blonde I had ever seen. her hair was cut short, up to her neck. And if i had any doubts about if she was a natural blonde before, I just saw the proof. a small patch of silky blonde hair sitting on top of her pussy mound. her tits were also not very big, but thats okay. she had thin, but muscular legs that made them look longer than they were. I noticed a nasty scrape on her left arm and left hip. not too big, and they had been cleaned.

the sheet goes to the floor next to my dead wife. this girl was even lighter than my wife. And somehow she seemed a bit more limber. I don't know why. I repeated the process., massaging her legs until they parted and revealed the smallest set of pussy lips I've ever seen. In a perfect clam shape with still some rosy pinkness left. her lips were also fuller than my wifes. not a lot, but they were cushiony to the touch. I took some books from a nearby shelf to put under their heads so I could see their faces better.

The girls eyes were still closed. When I opened them, they were bright gray, like so many movie stars. except for the scrapes from the accident, her flesh was smoother than my wifes, as a teen girls flesh would be. My wife was stunning. The perfect sex object now displaying her wares. And now this strange girl, legs spread, bright gray eyes appearing to look into mine. neither naked female able to smile, since they were dead. I make sure everything ls lubed appropriately and just before i enter this fresh coed, it occurs to me to check something.

I pulled apart her lips and with some work, and found...a hymen. if there is a god, i'm going to hell anyway. I gently enter her. looking into her eyes, then over at my wife who was now watching me fuck a dead teen girl. when I said her pussy was small and tight, and now a hymen? I wasn't kidding. I have an average size penis, about 5-6 inches. but, the blood had been pumping so long, I has as thick as I was long at this point.

I started to think it was't going to work, then decided I was going to MAKE it happen. the lube was adequate. I pulled back for a forceful thrust and grabbed her shoulders for support as I pushed hard. i felt ripping flesh. i mean lots of ripping flesh. i looked down and saw some blood. just what rubbed off her vagina as I made her a woman. I kept going. my god, it was impossibly tight. within a minute, i had again cum more than i thought i had in me.

i cleaned myself off, thinking it was time to put everyone back in place. but, i saw them again. lying side by side. these two beautiful women, totally naked. and totally mine to do as I wish.

I rolled the both over. they could have been mother and daughter. perfect asses. just absolutely perfect. i lubed up. started pumping my wifes asshole. When she was alive, she said that is something she would NEVER EVER do. out of the question. Yet, there I was. pushing my cock into her asshole. it felt a little, grainy, i guess? but obviously very tight. She was dead. I could go as deep as I wanted. I pushed and pushed, grinding into her cold, but bouncy soft ass cheeks. it felt incredible.

then, the girl. it felt about the same, but her ass was smoother, heaving and swollen, although, quite cold which I had gotten used to. I managed to lift her to her knees, sort of. i grabbed her tits and pulled myself into her as deeply as I possible could. that's when the final and most powerful gushing of cum started. I'm laying on her back kissing her neck as my cock empties into her. at that moment i thought of the girl who was driving. how much more guilty she would feel if she saw her friends hymen and asshole torn to shreds because she couldn't wait to text later.

an hour or so later, I had cleaned everything up. found new coverings. the old ones were quite dirty now. and had both in place and looking pretty much like they did when I arrived.

i put the dirty sheets in my car and trashed them later.

after I was sure i had all in order, i woke my friend, the embalmer. he was embarrassed he has slept so long. I told him it was fine, because I got to say goodbye to my wife.

He tells me he is going to stay and start the embalming since its almost morning, anyway. He walks me to the door. gives me a hug and tells me again how sorry he is. then...what he says next, well, that is why I'm confessing today. I'm an evil person. More than you know. My friend, who was kind enough to bring me to the funeral home to see my wife... he tells me what he was too emotionally choked up to say before his chapel nap.

that poor girl in the room with my wife? that was his granddaughter. She had just graduated high school and was heading to a Purity Pledge meeting before heading to Summer Camp. A Christian group of teens that pledge to maintain their virginity until marriage. He said to me that the only solace he could find in this senseless death, is that she will go to her grave having kept her promise.

Yes. I am going to hell.

so last night i got very very very horny looking at sissy porn along with some of my favorite female pornstars who i feel really ABSOLUTELY LOOOOOOVE and really own stretching their not only beautiful but goddess-level and tight AF pussies that definitely got me to the slutty submissive masochistic level of horniness i reached after completely feminizing myself by shaving, doing makeup. fake lashes, lipstick, hair bows, goth girl lingerie and masturbating myself to orgasms at least 10 times looking through some well-put together sissy caption galleries that kept helpong me fantasize about being pushed to transition myself so i could be the slutty fem i feel like inside, getting degraded by dominant men who put me in my place by splattering me back to back with cum, making me eat as much as i can, reminding me to keep my flaccid 2in cock hidden in my cum soaked panties till they decide i can jack off onto myself then to think about how good it must feel to have a pussy as a woman, what all those sizes feel like, how long it has been since i stretched or got to feel something deep in mine because i no longer have parts of my toy sets, and most of all how much i would reallly love to one day be able to get creampied and feel cum matted in my hair, dripping down my face to mix with drool in my mouth, then dribble from my chin y
to my chest.

This black plug is about 6in tall with a girth of over 9in. My usual plug is at 6in girth and even that one has definitely got a painful stretch accompanied by that pop of your asshole triying to recoil back closed once you pass the lip of a plug but i had trained myself to register the pain from the pink plug's pop as something that makes me feel like such a submissive-bratty slut so i decided that since i was a little stretched out from leaving that plug in almost all day and night that i was going to take advantage and see how much pain i could could take and maybe get to take a humiliating picture of this plug filling my hole to a girth that is girthier than almost every dick on the entire planet. I found it very difficult to keep trying to go deeper but as i worked myself up and down, i fould that it started to change into pleasure that gave me chills like i was suddenly transported to a walk in refrigerator and the only way to get warmth was to fuck it with this animalistic instinct moving my hips up and down, making spiral patterns with my ass on each up and down motion. This inner slut spirit in me has clearly been depraved and the arousal i got from doing this for at least the next 20-30 minutes caused my limp tiny cock to pour q constant leak of precum pouring all the way to the floor way to the floor for about 15 minutes til i git up and decided to try every position i could to make my guts open up more inside. furthest i could get was about 1 inch from the bottom which made me feel so fucking desperate to be punished with the pain of it just popping in but it just kept hitting a dead end that would was pushing with such force along with the insane amount of lube i used that i knew if i let go, that it would pop out of me like i was a slutty sissy cum champagne bottle popping a cork 🤣😄😄 Thankfully i felt myself about to orgasm (my very first sissygasm actually because i did it all with just anal stimulation which basically bukkaked my stomach, it made left me so disoriented with prolonged waves of pleasure followed by trembles, but made me have to lay shamefully completely soaked in sweat, lube, and cum that didnt stop leaking out if me til around 7 mins after i had that orgasm hit. My asshole is was gaped for quite a while and i had to eventually strain kegels through my ass muscles to keeo myself from worrying about if i was leaking lube onto my floor.

I have never in my life felt so degraded, submissive, humiliated, pleasured, or more in tou h with the slutty trans girl i fantasize about being. Honestly I would love for the readers to keep that spirit foing by dropping some comments that degrade, humiliate, emasculate, and make me feel like im a dumb little slut who should keep trainig my mouth and ass further down the road of being a submissive sex slave cuckold toy to some dom goddesses or gods. wierd how addictive it is to dream about how badly it gets me off thinking about being a fluffer - voyeur for people who are obviously superior to give each other the sex they deserve while i experience that bliss of torture from denial and control. What can I say? im a hot mess who got the wrong biology for the girl i feel like inside.

I confess I love when my wife punishes me by making me kneel in front of her as she slowly unbuckles her leather belt, unzips her jeans, and wanks her hairy pussy in front of me until she comes denying me any permission to touch her. It's a form of sex denial that fucks with my mind - and she knows it!!

so last night i got very very very horny looking at sissy porn along with some of my favorite female pornstars who i feel really ABSOLUTELY LOOOOOOVE and really own stretching their not only beautiful but goddess-level and tight AF pussies that definitely got me to the slutty submissive masochistic level of horniness i reached after completely feminizing myself by shaving, doing makeup. fake lashes, lipstick, hair bows, goth girl lingerie and masturbating myself to orgasms at least 10 times looking through some well-put together sissy caption galleries that kept helpong me fantasize about being pushed to transition myself so i could be the slutty fem i feel like inside, getting degraded by dominant men who put me in my place by splattering me back to back with cum, making me eat as much as i can, reminding me to keep my flaccid 2in cock hidden in my cum soaked panties till they decide i can jack off onto myself then to think about how good it must feel to have a pussy as a woman, what all those sizes feel like, how long it has been since i stretched or got to feel something deep in mine because i no longer have parts of my toy sets, and most of all how much i would reallly love to one day be able to get creampied and feel cum matted in my hair, dripping down my face to mix with drool in my mouth, then dribble from my chin y
to my chest.

This black plug is about 6in tall with a girth of over 9in. My usual plug is at 6in girth and even that one has definitely got a painful stretch accompanied by that pop of your asshole triying to recoil back closed once you pass the lip of a plug but i had trained myself to register the pain from the pink plug's pop as something that makes me feel like such a submissive-bratty slut so i decided that since i was a little stretched out from leaving that plug in almost all day and night that i was going to take advantage and see how much pain i could could take and maybe get to take a humiliating picture of this plug filling my hole to a girth that is girthier than almost every dick on the entire planet. I found it very difficult to keep trying to go deeper but as i worked myself up and down, i fould that it started to change into pleasure that gave me chills like i was suddenly transported to a walk in refrigerator and the only way to get warmth was to fuck it with this animalistic instinct moving my hips up and down, making spiral patterns with my ass on each up and down motion. This inner slut spirit in me has clearly been depraved and the arousal i got from doing this for at least the next 20-30 minutes caused my limp tiny cock to pour q constant leak of precum pouring all the way to the floor way to the floor for about 15 minutes til i git up and decided to try every position i could to make my guts open up more inside. furthest i could get was about 1 inch from the bottom which made me feel so fucking desperate to be punished with the pain of it just popping in but it just kept hitting a dead end that would was pushing with such force along with the insane amount of lube i used that i knew if i let go, that it would pop out of me like i was a slutty sissy cum champagne bottle popping a cork 🤣😄😄 Thankfully i felt myself about to orgasm (my very first sissygasm actually because i did it all with just anal stimulation which basically bukkaked my stomach, it made left me so disoriented with prolonged waves of pleasure followed by trembles, but made me have to lay shamefully completely soaked in sweat, lube, and cum that didnt stop leaking out if me til around 7 mins after i had that orgasm hit. My asshole is was gaped for quite a while and i had to eventually strain kegels through my ass muscles to keeo myself from worrying about if i was leaking lube onto my floor.

I have never in my life felt so degraded, submissive, humiliated, pleasured, or more in tou h with the slutty trans girl i fantasize about being. Honestly I would love for the readers to keep that spirit foing by dropping some comments that degrade, humiliate, emasculate, and make me feel like im a dumb little slut who should keep trainig my mouth and ass further down the road of being a submissive sex slave cuckold toy to some dom goddesses or gods. wierd how addictive it is to dream about how badly it gets me off thinking about being a fluffer - voyeur for people who are obviously superior to give each other the sex they deserve while i experience that bliss of torture from denial and control. What can I say? im a hot mess who got the wrong biology for the girl i feel like inside. [s][s]

I want to fuck my niece (and I believe she is feeling the same). I never thought I would be in this situation.

She is 30, I am 50. Technically, we have no genetic relationship. She is relatively estranged from her mother (adopted as I am) and I am estranged from my sister. I have been way from her most of her life. We are both working professionals in different career paths. I never thought of her like this before until she got divorced and in hindsight sent serious signals.

She is hot - really hot and I know she likes sex...

She recently split up with her spouse, I helped her move. I came to help and she was wearing spandex with no underwear, low cut shirt. At first I thought nothing of it, however, in moving things, she asked me to specifically move a drawer - one that contained her bras (I looked at the tag - 34C and, "eyes on" shows a health set of tits at that). While moving stuff, we joked with each other and one time she made a naughty comment and I slapped her ass and she laughed and gave me this look - looking back, every indicator of body language said she liked it. As I was moving stuff into her new place, I walked in with a box and there she was with the bathroom door wide open, taking a piss in front of me; legs wide open to her shaved pussy. I merely said, "Oops" and turned kept walking. She laughed. I was still in that clueless zone I guess; or denial.

A while later I offered dinner (work etc for both of us prevented it) and asked what she liked to drink - she said anything that makes me blackout eventually so fun things happen. We have made other jokes and both have made innuendos.

She moved for her job recently to another state (one I have been planning on moving to for years - odd she decided to move there).

Looking back, there are likely dozens of other hints I now know I missed. I know the door is still open. I am not posting pictures (sorry). She has been the subject of my sexual fantasies now for months and I think from some FB PMs the feeling is mutual (down to very vague references to anal (her comments like backdoor and in through the out-door), bdsm and domination/submission). I know our small family would not approve - I think she would approve of the liaison and more believe she wants such - for good sex (she being single and I a single parent for 15 years - no, my child would never ever know).

If it came down to two consenting adults, aged 30 and 50, there would be no issue. However, this person is the daughter of my sister (though she and I were adopted from separate families). This being said here and debated internally for months, I want to tie my niece up and fuck her three ways to Sunday... It seems she is down for this too.

Well, shit.

I honestly think I would like to have my balls cut off.. I am addicted to sex, Ive cheated on every woman I have ever been with multiple times, Ive fucked multiple girls in a single day without any of them knowing about the others, and I am very deep into bdsm. I cant stop thinking about pussy, non stop I think about it. Ive done denial play with a Mistress and it was great.. not being allowed to cum was a wonderful thing for me. After a lot of talking, if I can find a woman to do it in a bdsm scene, I think I would let her go all the way with castrating me.