I just learned about the unified field in quantum mechanics, it's really awesome and tells how beyond the atomic is the nuclear level, beyond that is some grand unified field, and beyond that is "The Plank Field" or "the unified field" which is scientifically proven to be pure conscious awareness, and is the source of all matter and that intent can shape matter through transendental meditation. Dont beleive me? Look up "Unified Field" on google or youtube and you will be amazed that "god" has been discovered through science not only that but a couple good movies about it are "the secret" and "what the bleep" down the rabbit hole

Help this pathetic faggot become Internet famous. I would love to go as far down the depravity rabbit hole as possible.I am here for your abusive amusement please message me and tell me how I could be the lowest possible faggot in the world.

My (24F) ex-BF (26M) got me addicted to porn. I never watched before until he wanted to while we had sex. It was fun and exciting. He picked a regular amateur vid of a couple fucking. Nothing very noteworthy about it now but at the time I felt so dirty, watching other people fuck while he was taking me from behind. I could tell he loved it because he was harder than I'd ever felt him and he barely lasted. I was riding the high of being so dirty for a while. 

The next night he just put it on without saying anything. This time he licked my pussy till I came before he fucked me. The whole time he was watching a woman getting gang fucked. I was jealous that she turned him on more than me but I loved seeing all those men taking her without even caring if she liked it. I'd never seen a man act like that and it made me feel like I was missing something. Thinking about it made me feel even dirtier, which just turned me on more.

I started watching it without him, going down a rabbit hole of increasingly degrading scenes. He loved it. He loved coming in and seeing me fucking myself to women getting brutally fucked, hit, spit or pissed on. I stopped wearing bras (i have smaller tits anyway) and eventually stopped wearing panties except for during my time. 

He dumped me about 4 months later. He texted me that he was going to stop by with his brother (25) on their way to go on a dirt bike camping weekend. My brain took that to mean he was bringing his brother over so they could fuck me together. When they got there I was completely naked and ready. His brother was shocked and just walked out. My BF went off on me about being a whore and left. I apologized over and over and cried for hours. Even after that I couldn't go to bed without getting off. I felt horrible and turned on for being that way. 

I hate that I love porn so much. 

Porn is ruining my life. I should be working right now but all I can do is sit here stroking my cock to all the fine asses and tits I see. I go out in public anywhere and all I want is to pull my cock out and stroke it to all the hot fuckmeat I see. I wish I could find someone as twisted as myself to encourage me to. Or have someone who just randomly pulls out my cock, or demands that I produce my cock, for the sole purpose of milking me at their whim no matter where we are then continuing on like nothing happened after I blow my load. I have to admit also that my latest fetish, interest, desire or whatever you want to call it is to truly experience a power exchange. I wish I could walk in to home with a woman wearing stockings, heals and a strap-on to me treated like a whore, to be made her whore pushing me to my knees, demanding I suck her cock, getting throat fucked until she decides it's time to pack my ass with her fake cock. I want her to fuck me hard and demand that I not touch my cock myself while she pounds my ass deeply while degrading me until making me blow cum. Then she could suck it up and give me a big sloppy kiss making me eat the mess of cum I made or feed it to me to complete my degradation.... I feel like that's the next step of my fall down this rabbit hole of indecency.... Unfortunately I haven't found someone to take those next steps with...

I confess that last year we had moved into our new home and had scheduled to have cable and internet installed in our home. I was given an appointment date and waited for the cable guy to arrive. My husband of 15 years had left for work as well as my daughter so I was home all alone.

I decided to put on a pair of white shorts and a white summer beach top. I wasn't wearing a bra as either as I love the freedom when I am home alone. The cable guy was due to arrive anytime after 10 am and he arrived approx fifteen minutes after 10. The van parked in our driveway and I looked out the window and saw a very muscular and handsome black guy exit the van. He was very tall 6'2 and had a nice build. I would mistake him for a football player if I didn't know any better.

I met him at the door and invited him in and showed him into the living room. He introduced himself as Ty and I told him my name is Jill. Ty went to work right away and I sat on the couch watching him go to work. I had never been with any other man never mind a black man and I admit my mind was certainly running. My husband and I have a great sex life and just last night we had fucked for hours into the early morning. Any way I digress. Here I was looking at Ty and trying to imagine if he had a big cock or not. Why was I thinking this way? I never thought to cheat and I had only one lover in my life, my husband.

I am 35 5'1 100lbs 32b long blonde hair blue eyes and very tan. I am completely shaved as my husband likes that look. The young look as he likes to say. When Ty finished in the living room I showed him into my daughters room to set up her internet and cable. I also showed him the spare bedroom and my bedroom which also need the same hookups. I left Ty alone and went to do some of my house chores. I walked by my daughters room and saw Ty crouched behind my daughters desk and then I noticed he had something in his hand and had it up to his nose. OMG is he smelling her panties? I didn't know what to say as my mind was spinning with all kinds of thoughts. I walked away and said nothing. I walked into my bedroom and stood with my back to the door.

Was he smelling my daughters undies? Did this turn him on? I was getting turned on myself at just the thought. I don't know why but I undid the button on my shorts and slip my hand inside and slipped a finger into my pussy. I shuddered when I touched my clit. I was soaking wet! Why am I thinking this way. I continued to rub myself slowly and then I heard him. It was a clearing of the throat sound. I froze. Then I heard him enter the room and walk towards me. I was frozen like a rabbit. He stood behind me and slid his hand around my waist then down into my panties. He cupped my hand onto my pussy. Then he whispered to me. Your a slut aren't you? I shook my head yes. Why did I? I'm not a slut. But I said I was. Ty pulled his hand out of my panties and then slid my shorts and panties off. I stepped out of them standing there bare assed. Bend over he said. Put your hands on the bed. I did as he said and I felt his tongue lick my ass then I felt him spread my ass and kiss my asshole. Ty pushed his tongue in and licked all around. then he stood up and I heard him unzip his pants and remove them.

I felt his cock press into my ass. He aimed his 8x6inch cock into my ass then I felt him opening my ass with his cock. I had never been fucked in my ass before and now I as going to have this huge black cock take my anal virginity. The pain was intense as he pushed deeper inside with every thrust. I was clenching my fist and tears were coming down as he fucked my ass. Ty soon was pushing in and out of my ass with reckless abandon and giving me a fuck of a lifetime. Soon the pain went away and I was enjoying his huge monster. I started meeting his thrusts as he entered my ass. Then he told me he was going to come. Ty grabbed my hips and buried his entire cock up my ass and with it his load of cum. I felt him twitch and jerk as he emptied his load into me. When he pulled out I could feel his cum running down my legs. Ty turned me around and pushed me to my knees and said lick me. Suck my cock clean. I did as he said.

When I was done he put his clothes back on and told me he was done for the day. He had other customers to install. I said what about the rest of the job. Ty said he would be back tomorrow. I couldn't wait.

I confess that I want to find a hung man who is willing to seduce my mom. She is visiting me and is staying with at my place and is alone throughout the day while i'm at work. She is single and somehow has given me hints that she is horny all the time. I know she can use some good pounding. A bit about how she looks: she is white pale skin, big nice round ass and DD natural tits, pink nipples and blond hair. she is 50 and she looks like she is 35, really good looking MILF. whenver i go out with her, guys and men hit on her all the time. She takes care of herself and always tries to look good.

She is left at my house by herself everyday as I have to go to work. So what i'm thinking is to find a guy who has a big cock who is willing to come to the house to... for example... fix the leak in the bathroom or something and somehow find his way to seduce her into fucking and sucking. I know she is sexually active and masturbates a lot. I have walked in on her a couple of times (she never realized) and I have found her dildo, one of those big rabbit ones that rotate and vibrate and all that. The thought of her getting a good fuck makes me feel so horny too. I guess being sexual runs in the family. anyone has any ideas where i should start from for this search?
if this happens, i will be damn sure that there are cameras to capture everything.

My first confession here, and yes, I am new to this place. How I found it, and how I ended up here is a long story, which I can begin to explain by saying that I have always been very sexually active. You can't say that I was promiscous, but I always looked at sex as something normal, healthy and generally a thing no one should be ashamed of.

I am 38 now, female, married for almost 15 years, mom, and. a good wife. My husband is a love of my life, I am still very much attracted to him, we have good sex, and, there is not a single reason I should be unhappy. But...

My sex drive was always higher than his. At the start, when we went at each other like rabbits, I was fully satisfied, I gotta admit. But, since many years have passed, our sex is not as frequent as it once was, and that pushed me to self pleasuring, on a frequent schedule. And, long story short, I somehow ended up here, not for the porn, but for the written word, that can be mostly awful, and clearly made up, but it can be very enticing and exciting to see and read about the experiences and turn ons by others.

So, I guess this is where my story actually begins. I have always been flirty and I have been told more than once, that I am charming, as generally a very socially oriented person, but in the past few years, I have been using flirting as a kind of a vent, fully knowing that it won't lead nowhere, but still practicing it, for the fun of it. Combine that with, always growing self awareness, and the fact that I understand that time passing by is not getting me any younger, a compliment here and there makes me feel warm on the inside.

To be clear, I am objectively aware that I am above average looking for my age, but still, we all have our inner doubts, and we all enjoy our doses of serotonin.

So, in July, I went to a short holiday to Greece, with my mother and my offspring (as I understand the other word is forbidden here), as my husband was prevented to go at that time, because of work, and we also planned another little trip in August, when only we will go to the seaside.

First day, I have noticed a guy working at the kitchen bar, looking at me. It was a small hotel beach, in Rhodes, with a restaurant / caffe on the beach, and an open kitchen, looking at the beach. We chose a place right underneath it, at the top of the beach, and I caught him looking. It is not the first time someone gawks at me in a bikini, so, I forgot about it instantly. That same day, when we went to lunch at the same place, when our orders came, I saw that only my salad had eatable flower decoration on it. When I figured that out, I instinctively looked at the direction of the bar, and he was looking back, with a smile, obviously waiting for my reaction, and if I will figure it out.

That is where our game began. I thought nothing of it. He was a semi/handsome man, in his 20s I would say. Tomorrow, we located again at the top of the beach, and I deliberately started teasing him. You know, nothing special, turning the subbed so he can see me, moving my bikini so I can tan my bottoms. Again, flowers in the salad, plus, the waiter brought a rose in a little vase, only to our table.

Same the next day, as I got a little more daring, when the other two were in the water, I got my top off, to catch a few rays, while also checking if he is looking. He was.

The next day, I was deliberately standing in his sight, while oiling myself to prevent sunburns. I did it slowly, and I did it in a cheeky, sensual way. I also made eye contact for a few seconds, while doing it. And it was exciting, I must say. Not the fact that I wanted to do anything with him, but the fact that he was obviously attracted to me, and that he enjoyed this play, more than I did.

On the 4th or 5th day, I decided to drink my cocktail, standing at the bar, and as the caffe bar, and kitchen bar are continuing to one another, I chose the place at the division of these two sections. He was clearly sweating, not just from the heat, as I saw he was battling with himself if he should talk to me. For a moment, I thought that the kitchen staff is forbidden from talking to the guests, but that wasn't the case, he was just nervous. Then, I realised, he is maybe 24 or 25, and I might look scary to him, as I forgot that I am an "older lady" for him, and that made me feel bad, maybe I have over done it.

But, he found the nerve, and started talking. He was asking me, in bad English, these profane questions: where I am from, am I enjoying the holiday etc. I acted uninterested at first, but he didn't give up. The next day, I started flirting, you know, for flirting sake and my dose of serotonin, and that soften him up a bit.

How I felt? I felt wanted, and one day I even got a little horny, and sent my husband an unsolicited topless photo.

So, I guessed that will be it, even as our flirting game continued.

On day 8, I went out at the evening to the city of Rhodes, since the hotel is not far from it, by taxi, and just wandered around. My trip companions weren't up for it, so I was alone. Just walking, looking at the shop windows etc. And guess, what, around 9p.m., when I was gawking at some silly local made sandals, I heard a silent "hello".

It was him, with a grocery bag, smiling at me. My heart started beating faster, I wasn't expecting him out of the hotel. He politely asked me for a coffee, and I agreed.

What followed was very hard for me. The poor guy outright admitted his feelings for me, like a high school kid, started talking how he works those seasonal jobs during the summer, that he is from continental Greece, etc, etc... That is when I asked him about his age. 21. I felt like the crappiest person in the world. I found an excuse why I have to rush back, mumbled about seeing him tomorrow, and fled.

I thought about how I must've done harm to this young man, and that this time I went overboard, by teasing him into thinking that something could have happened. I really felt bad. Tomorrow, I chose the sunbeds lower, by the sea, so I could avoid him. When I went for a shower, since the showers are at the top of the beach, I caught him looking at me. His face... He was obviously aware that the charade is over.

On our last day, I was laying at the beach, with these thoughts racing through my mind. And at one point, it was after lunch, I just got up, and started walking towards the bar, not knowing what I actually want to say. To apologise?

As I approached, his smile was there. And I just blurred out "I wanna say bye, I am leaving tomorrow"

He was still smiling, and said something like "I liked having you around, looking and talking to you"

And that is where I snapped. "you have a place where I can give you a goodbye kiss"

Regreted saying that, the moment I said it. It looked like he was about to choke on the words not able to come out of his mouth "bed room, around corner"

As I walked to the "bed room", I had the urge to run away, but I thought, you made your bed, so now...

As I got around the corner, I realised that it was a room with spare sunbeds, not a bedroom. He was there, in his apron, breathing heavily. When I got in, and closed the door, we were in a complete dark for a few seconds, before he reached for the light. In those few seconds, a year passed in my mind.

I have never cheated on my husband. Never. My, before mentioned sexual appetite has only been fed by myself, in moments between encounters with my husband. I thought I would never cheat on him, since he really didn't deserve it, but on the other hand, I just wanted to give something to this young man, who I used maliciously, for my own fun, not fully understanding the scale of his feelings. I wanted to have sex with him, at that moment, I did, but from the bottom of my heart, I felt ashamed for wanting to cheat. So when that light came up, I got on my knees, and gave him a blowjob.

He was confused, and obviously very horny. I think he wasn't really experienced, since he was just standing there, stiff, while not touching me at all, except for a few light, gentle touches of my breasts, over the swimsuit. He didn't last long, maybe a few minutes, and he really wanted me, judging by the amount of cum, that I wasn't able to swallow by a single gulp.

When I got up, trying to hide the tremor in my legs, I acted all normal, and kissed him on the cheek. And just went out.

I can't remember the last time I was that wet.

Now, two months later, I am still haunted by this. On one hand, I feel terrible for cheating on my husband, and on the other, I can't stop thinking about that whole event. And if you are asking, no, there is no way this or anything similar will happen in the future. I am out of the flirting game, for good.

He called to confirm and I have headache. My pierced tongue confirmed my coming. I am staying overnight. I have always been stubborn to earn my Lord Satan attention and His cum, I do and do and do till I earn it. Am I being a good girl now my Lord, have I earned a nudge a kiss before I go into rabbit hole You opened?
Will this be a good outfit? Not so sure about underwear, but wanted Devil to see what I got for Him. Aren’t You going to take me in deep ocean of Yours when I beg so much for it not caring for outcome, forgetting all dropping walls and focusing only on my devotion. Aren’t You going to open my mouth and lat me taste Your spit of how tasty it is for You when I am so willing to drown for Satan

Rabbit

NEED HELP! i was with horniest girl whole day. I give her what she wanted but i had problem.. when she was on top ,i really couldnt stay so hard...Also i have 5" so that makes problem while she was jumping like crazy rabbit...

she said "im ok with everything but if i wont be on top again we gonna only drink beer together ,nothing more"... i saw seriousness in her eyes ...any serious suggestion?

Causing anyone to stroke like a motherfu$king rabbit in heat?