I lost count of how many times we fucked at work .me and her. ..some time she would grab my dick .in the middle of the hallway. .when did that I had to repay the favor so I would squeeze her ass ..start to kiss her..we would fuck on our break in one of the Rooms....this one time ..she was with her sister at the time .and she was working ..so we ended up staying in the hotel..in one of the Room I could get. .her sister was with us .thank God there was 2 beds..she slept in one and her and me in the other...time goes by and it's time for bed ..we fall asleep ..I wake like at 3 or 4 am ..and them both still slepping. .I grab my lil slut .and start to kiss her ..cheeks. neck shoulder. ..and again...till I kiss her lips..she latched on my mouth lil the slut that she is ...I start to kiss her ..all the while my other hand Is working her pajama and panties. ..I get her ass out and grab and squeeze it ..moving to her pussy. .no surprise that she was already wet ..she just gave me a lil kiss..and bit my neck ..I get love that shit..I get finger her until my hand get tired. .and turn her over on her side.and she sees her sister .and remembers.shes there..she doesn't stop me ..I slowly drive my dick head in her pussy. .and I hear her moan and lil a she stops ..I keep going and all she does is grab my neck and pull my hair..I began to pound her tight pussy.so much the bed started to rock and make noise I just heard her say. ...shhhh....but I kept going.. I finally uncovered us and I she her amazing body..pajamas. .half way down to her knees...and tits all hanging out of her tank top...and my dick in her pussy. .she grabs me so stop I take my dick out and start to play with her ass..with the tip of my head..and I start to split her tight hole ...she just grab on to me and I push her self onto my dick ..I fucked her slowly this time ..she was dripping wet and loving it..so much so she turned over and started to ride .me ..so good .I came . And I exploded in her womb ...we made so much noise..come to find out later from her sister that she saw the whole things.she smiled and said can't wait for my turn to get fucked like amanda. .she passed by and grabbed my dick and kissed me..I slid my hand on her ass as squeezed her cheeks apart so much so I could feel her wet pussy just ozzing ..

I'm a chronic masturbator. That's not my confession.
Since last Wednesday afternoon I have jerked off so much that my balls hurt when I cum. I am having dry heaving orgasms. My prostate is so enlarged it feels like there is a tennis ball in my ass. Two nights ago I threw out my shoulder jerking my self. I won't tell you what I did at Target but it involved a bikini on clearance I found in the dressing room, twice. No pillow in my house doesn't not have a stain on it.
I confess I have no plans to stop.

i can never tell you how I feel. the thought alone makes me wanna cut my self. i havnt felt that way in years, even if i thought you were okay with it or even felt the same way , Id still never tell you. ill just hide like i do everything else

I haven't gotten laid in a long time because of PTSD from a woman who really screwed me up. I thought I was in love with her. Anyway, after 2 years of disparaging and acting like a complete depressed fool, I was walking my dog and went to the dog park. I sat on a bench and let my dog run around and have fun.

As I sat there just taking in the cool winter fresh air - I noticed this woman casually glancing at me. I didn't know how to react, I had a few flashbacks of my ex so I just looked down at the ground and didn't want to make eye contact.

"Hey." I heard a sweet voice ask me.
I looked up, it was the woman that was looking at me. She was right next to me. I stood up and smirked.
"Hello."
"Hope I'm not disturbing you, I've seen you here before and I just wanted to say hi. My name is Lori."
I told her my name and shyly looked away.
"No you're totally not disturbing me. My dog has a lot of energy so, yeah I'm here a lot."
"Oh they can have way too much energy!" She laughed.
Anyway we made small talk and hung out for a good 3 hours until it got dark.
"Hey, can we exchange numbers?" She asked me, "I don't want to be too forward but - you're a nice guy I'd really like to get to know you."
We exchanged numbers and she went in for a hug, and I let her - I hugged her back. She smelled so good.
She was petite with short black hair, red lips and pink cheeks (the cold weather gave her a natural blush). I'm 6 ft 2 inches tall, and she's about 5ft tall. She had a nice frame that her winter jacket accented well.
A few days later after meeting her I get a text on my phone from her, "You want to get some coffee?"
So after I got out of work, I met her at a coffee shop and we really clicked well. It seemed we liked the same movies, the same TV shows, the same music... we hit it off well.
"Hey would you like to come over and watch a movie?"
She blushed, "Of course I would love that! I'll follow you in my car."

We got inside my house and we both decided to geek out and watch Lord of the Rings (we're both Tolkien fans). She sat next to me, and I put my arm around her and immediately she moved in for a kiss. I froze.
She pulled away and was a bit confused, "are you ok? Did I do something wrong?"
I shook my head, "no, it's not you - look I like you a lot, but I'm in therapy for PTSD because a few years ago my ex really damaged me... and it's not that I'm hung up on her, it's that my mind reverts to the trauma she's caused me."
She was silent for a bit, so I said, "And I totally understand if you want to leave, it's fucked up - I know."
She smiled and held my hand, "I'm not going anywhere - thank you for being honest with me. I like honest men."
Out of nowhere, "yeah I haven't dated in over 2 years, haven't had sex... nothing."
"Oh that's going to change, whenever you're ready I'm here for you."
My cock got immediately hard.
"I mean I'm ready but my brain acts stupid," I said chuckling and pointing at my cock making a tent in my jeans.
She chuckled, "well - I'll be honest with you too. I've had a crush on you for a long time and I kind of been stalking you, I know it sounds creepy... but I just couldn't work up the nerve to talk to you. I thought you maybe were married, or had a girlfriend."
"Yeah I've never had a stalker before, that's kind of sexy honestly," I laughed.
"I'd sit there and watch you and think to my self - why is such a nice guy so out of reach... I really didn't want to date anyone because I had this major crush on you so I was turning people down for dates!"
"I'd really like to get to know you, just understand that I do have some trauma and I'm still in therapy - I'm working on it."
"Can you tell me what she did? Or does it hurt too much?"
"Oh, I can talk about it. I've been talking about it with my therapist for two years! Where to start... Well I met her online, and we met. We hit it off really well. She'd come over, we'd have fun but eventually it turned into her programming me. We'd be having sex and she'd start calling me her husband, saying that she wanted me to cum in her to get her pregnant so we can make a baby."
I paused, reflecting back on it.
"Anyway, she'd look into my eyes while she was on top of me begging me to give her a child, calling me her soulmate, her husband... this happened over and over. One day at work I get a call, it's her telling me she's pregnant. She demanded to know what I wanted to do, if I was man enough to take care of her and the baby. I told her of course; I was happy and couldn't wait to start a life with her. I went home from work, and she was waiting outside of my house. It was a bit odd because she never showed up unannounced. She seemed different, but I didn't think anything of it. We went inside and she broke down crying. Then she punched me in the face. She turned into a wild woman, grabbing and pulling at my hair, clawing at my chest and throat screaming 'you ruined my fucking life! I have a husband, I have a child!'. I was shocked and then she calmed down, "I'm aborting the baby and you're going to pay for it. If you don't I'm going to ruin you. Every waking moment I'll be making your life miserable."
I took a deep breath, "and she did. She made my life miserable. She would call the police on me and pushed false allegations of sexual harassment, and even tried to tell the police I raped her. I took her to court, I won - but when she went away it's like I lost my mind. I wanted the baby, I wanted her, but everything was a complete mindfuck - including her being 'madly in love with me.'"
Lori listened intently, "Sounds like a complete psycho... that's a lot to go through. But hey, on a better note, I'd love practicing making babies with you when you're ready!"
We laughed and I leaned in for a kiss. My hand cupped her soft breast through her shirt as our tongues danced in each other's mouths. Her hand unzipped my pants and stroked my cock.
"I---" I stammered.
"Shhh, lean back and enjoy it," Lori whispered.
Her mouth enveloped my hard cock, her head pumping slowly up and down. Lori would look up at me, and fondle my balls and continue working my dick with her mouth.
Lori pulled her top of, and took off her pants and undies. I pulled her head gently off my dick and laid her down and kissed her body. My fingers probed her hot wet pussy and she moaned. My mouth made it's way down to her pussy and my tongue slid inside and licked her salty wet clit. She moaned and grabbed my hair, calling my name.
"I'm going to cum!" and she did. I've never witnessed a woman squirt, ever - but she did - all over my face. I really didn't like the taste of it, it wasn't what I was expecting but it was a huge turn on.
"Lay back, it's my turn to make you cum," she said with a smile.
She mounted my hard cock and it slid in her. I didn't last long.
"Oh Lori, I'm going to explode!" I told her, I didn't know if she was on the pill or anything and suddenly, I was worried about getting her pregnant and started to panic. I tried pulling her off, but she pressed down harder and rode my cock harder.
"I'm not going anywhere. I'm not her, I'm me and I want my fantasy man to finish inside me. I want every inch of that cock deep in my pussy and I want every last drop of cum that you have in me too. Relax, feel me...."
I fucking came. I came and came. I came so hard it hurt. When she got off of me, cum was dribbling from her pussy, dripping on to me, and down her leg.
"Holy fuck," I said. She kissed me.
She spent the night, we fucked twice more. In the morning she had to go to work and so did I but we did meet up later on and I went to her place. I spent the night.
"So, are we a thing? Can I call you my girlfriend or what?"
"You better be calling me your girlfriend! Hell yeah we're a thing. If you ever have any concerns, you can always talk to me - I won't do you wrong like your ex did."
So I guess after 2+ years of being single, I now have a very sexy girlfriend. I have to confess that I'm still afraid, but also confess that Lori is way better in bed than my ex is - and I know I shouldn't even compare... but I think that's part of my psychological issues. And yes, I'm writing this as part of my therapy because I can't go on facebook and post shit like this... I just hope I'm not going to get fucked over again, I can't handle it - and she's the most beautiful woman I've ever been with.
Might delete later. peace.

I’m not gay I’m a sissy faggot.
Don’t have any romantic interest in men. Infact I love women. Especially slutty women. But sexual I want to be a slutty women. I want to be a public whore. I want men to fuck me like the 19yo NO LIMIT cum slut I see my self as.

Honestly I think my ideal relationship would be with an older couple say 50’s. Serving under the fat BBW fuck pig wife. I imagine being all dressed up and bound up in the corner. Chastised and plugged wearing a funnel gag and serving as a urinal for the wife’s drunken Gand bang party. I as I watch her fat roll bounce like a lava lamp as she takes 3 cocks at once I am truly in love. I worship this woman and all she can take. After the last cream pie my gag is removed and the fat balding husband drags me by my pigtails to the end of the bed shoving my face into my loves fat gaping blown out cum filled pussy and Bellows “EAT!!” As I burry my face in her massive pussy he tears away my plad skirt and panties and violently rips my princess plug out of my sissy ass. As I let out a massive shreek the woman I love orgasms and sprays all those strangers cum and her piss all over my face. Then I feel the cock of the fat old man that ownse the woman I love slam into my sissy pussy as he degrades me. He angerly explains that worthless fat pigs need to be used and abuesd by true alpha men and that’s the only thing worth less than a fat pig slut is the sissy boy that loves her for the disgusting pig she is.

I hate this Man I truly despise him except for the fact that he is 💯% right. And for that reason I worship this man. I gladly such his old sweaty balls. I gladly rim his ass and drink his piss because he’s right. I am madly in love with his fat pig slut of a wife. She has no limits then neither should I.

After all the men have brutally fucked me and my lovely pig has cum 2 more times they drag me into the bathroom floor and piss all over me.ad I lay there my my 300 pound public slit waddles in and crouches over my face and tells me I was a very good slit trainee today and I deserve a reward. As I see he blown out but hole lower over my mouth she wispers “in been saving this for you for the past hour”. She then squirts a massive load of strangers cum mixed with her shit into my open mouth. She then kisses me on the forehead and wispers in proud of you.

As I lay there savoring the beautiful gift given to me by the woman I love. I realize. This is where I belong this is who I was mentioned to be.

I confess that my local swimming pool has unisex changing rooms and you can see under the cubicles. There has been many people on the local papers who have been caught filming in there! Ive never done it myself but i know how easy it is to see under so i get me gf to strip and croutch down to suck my dick while she fingers her self if anyone looks under from and cubicle they would get an eye ful of her! I dont think she considers this but i love the feeling. Im sure there are many vids or pics of her pussy from that place.

So...I am a true card carrying sex addict. 12 steps and all. And except for porn, I've been sober for going on 5 years. for those who don't know that means I've only fucked my wife and no one else. Things have been rough lately and I haven't gone to a meeting or talked with anyone in a while and... well I started doing things I shouldn't. One thing led to another and today I met with this married slut in the picture. And let me tell you she has a great body. I didn't end up fucking her. Just played with her and got a bj. but I've got plans to go pick up where we left off. Only stopped today due to a time crunch. Now i'm twisted up about it. It felt really good and her tits and ass felt amazing. Not to mention those lips on my hard cock. It was in public too. I told my self if we met up in public I could keep it just a "fantasy" and not let things go to far. But I was kidding myself. One of my issues is enjoying public really. And she is submissive,wouldn't say no. So before I could stop myself I was forcing her head on my dick. even smiled at a nice older gentleman walking by the car and gave him a good flash of her tit.

So here is where I am... I loved it as it happened of course. but I feel guilty and know I have a problem. Do I,,,Can I,,, make myself stop and not see her again? What should I do....

I decided to post this confession in a place where it will get the most attention anyone might ever give it...

In this new year I promise this world to see a new man, For better or worse depending on your outlook.

in this two and a half decades of my Iife I failed in almost every way. Ive failed to find any women that would except me as I am. The person I strived to be was a rightous and Idealistic man but in modern times I feel Im an obsolete model and I find I can no longer go at it alone. So now in this new year my content will be second to my outward appearance and now the "idea" and role of me has changed. if to be reliable and and have preference to function over form is a thing that has fallen to the way side then the rules of the game dictate I change myself. Im not incapable of doing so, Im a smart, capable man and can do such through one means or another

Ive failed to find a career, Ive studied 3 years paided 110,000 dollars, all to have the job market take a shit, so now I work in the fast food business and believe it or not minimum wage doesnt pay the bills, now i sell drugs and pull a nice profit doing such

In my time on this earth for one reason or another Ive also found my friends to be a great deal of my pain, I live and would die for those I care about but In my gravest time of need I find my "friends" to be in short supply, only to be found when they need something, its not me they want but a service I may provide, and even at a great cost to me I will do it, for my friends, but why should I continue to make myself a slave to these people.

For these reasons and many others I find myself in a place where to continue would be suicide. If this world accepts the things it has forced me to become, the old self I was, the rightous self, is now dead and the the modern version forged under my reasoning and understanding of this world promises it will make those deserving pay for this dark image of my character they have decided to unveil.

To some this is a threat, but it is merely the end result of a persons honest attempt to be better then the animal of which hes born.

I ask only to consider these things then you may forget them as quickly as you load the next page

Ok, so I have a few questions after I "confess."

I have a fiance wo is at this point 6 months pregnant, and is thoroughly uninterested in any type of physical contact other than say a hug or quick kiss on the lips.

It is driving me completely insane, because our sex life before was amazing(3-4) times a day. Our doctor has said that her sex drive would return after the birth if it didn't during the 2nd trimester(which it hasn't). I have gotten pity sex twice since we found out she was pregnant, which I ddon't enjoy as much because she tells me beforehand that she feels bad and wants to "help me," then just lays there and I catch her starng into sace or watching T.V. IT WAS NEVER LIKE THAT BEFORE! So I have started to get quite a bit self conscious because of theae things, and it has been messing with me head.

Serious side note: She does not like me watching porn, and doesn't want to assist with pictures/video of her own. I have a terrible imagination and cannot achieve orgasm without visual stimulation. She knows this and promised I could take pics months ago, but has never let me actually do it even though I have asked.

So i basically have not been able to "finish" myself in about 4 months, and it is starting to get to me. She wanted me to wear my wedding ring(which men do not usually do before the wedding) because girls hit on me a lot. The problem has come from the ring actually. Since I put it on, it seems like girls at work are practically throqing themselves at me. It may be because I make good money and my fiance is a house-fiance(lol), but these hot little 18-23 year olds are making blunt comments to me about things they'd do with 5 minutes alone in a closet or stairwell with me.

The meat of this confession, is that I feel terrible for thinking it because I love my fiance and would never cheat on her, but I have been picturing in my head at work what it would be like to fuck one of the cute little blondes over my desk. She's 18(I'm 27) and always wears either extremely tight spandex or little skirts. The other day she actually started talking about her underwear then pulled her skirt up and showed me her thong following with "oops, i forgot you were in here for a second."

It's getting quite ridiculous, I feel terrible for having these thoughts, so I had a few questions as previously mentioned.

1.) Is this normal for somene who is devoted to staying faithful and loves their spouse?

2.) Do I tell my fiance how these girls are acting, and act disgusted with it?

3.) Do I try to transfer to a new floor/building?

So I volunteer at an animal shelter, along with a few others. And one of the volunteers is a cute, a little thick hispanic girl who is recently 16. Since I am a few years older, and a j.b. fan, I thought all I could do was look but not touch. But we became friends and since she was unable to drive, Her parents trusted me enough to drive. A month goes by and we begin to playfully "flirt" you could say. She knew I was starting the process of divorcing my wife of a couple years, so her company was welcome. She hinted at hanging out when not volunteering, but an early 20s guy hanging with a teen spooked me out. But one day, I gave in and we went fishing with a couple others. It was fun and I started to get a slight crush on her. The. After fishing, I brought her home, her parents werent home and she invited me in, I said no since it caught me off guard. She seemed a little sad about it so I called her about it and we talked for hours. We decided that we would be better off as friends cause of our ages. But the next day, we were at the shelter, and she was in her softball uniform since she came from practice. And she looked so sexy with her thick legs, and kinda pooch stomach and messy hair, I couldn help but flirt again. She flirted too and when I was bringing her home, she put her hand on my leg after I called her hot stuff. So in response i put my hand on her leg. Since she was in spandex shorts, herr tan skin felt so nice i also gave a slight squeeze. The. She leaned over and told me to go to my place. I did, we went in, my roommate was gone, so I couldnt resist. We made out, I slid my hand down her shorts and started to finger her. She was so nervous she was shaking. She the. Said sorry, she didnt know what to do cause she was a virgin. Hearing that, I lost all self control and took her clothes off and she did the same to me.
I got on her top of her, slid her legs on my shoulders and the rest is history. I almost didnt pull out in time cause I was so into it. Ever since then, we have done good at hiding our closeness, even though we joke about being friends with benefits. I've eaten her out, fucked her in the shower, doggy style you name it. But the problem is I love her and im sure she loves me. Weve been messing around for a month or so and I have had no desire to see other women like i did before. I care for her, but i feel like our ages are stopping us

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.

I am a 44 year old man currently having sexual relations with a 19 year old girl. Let me set a few things straight before we continue. I don�t have a daughter fetish and she doesn�t have a daddy fetish - the age thing is actually irrelevant to the situation although it is obviously very relevant to the confession. Pics or GTFO people - this is a possibility as I do have pics, however, I am not sure if I want to go down that route just yet for her sake as it seems a little unfair. That is not to say it won�t happen, I just need to give it some time and some thought and find out how she feels about it.

Before I begin the story I will say that I can�t go into details about how we met as I really don�t want this to become anything other an an anonymous confession. Especially as it is still going on and believe me I don�t want to fuck that up in any way!

It started when we got talking in an environment that wasn�t creepy or weird - just two adults getting along. We got to know each other over the course of a few months and we found that we had a few things in common. This surprised me as I am not generally into younger girls and was actually in an on and off relationship with someone my own age. She was always flirtatious with me and I found that very flattering and there came a point where we actually found ourselves in a nightclub at the same time as each other and had a dance.

That was pretty much when things started to get hotter. I am not really sure how the youth of today are dancing with each other but this girl couldn�t have got closer to me if she tried, to the point that when the inevitable happened and I started to rise to the occasion she started to grind even more. She obviously had an attraction to me, and I was surprised by this as I am not bad looking but I didn�t think I was the kind of person that a teenager would be attracted to and this girl is drop dead gorgeous. I know what you are thinking, this is the internet so of course she is� She is. She does have low self esteem though, which I am not complaining about. She later told me that I was the first older person that had actually spoken to her like she was an adult. Combined with my ability to make her laugh, this seemed to have pushed her buttons.

Nothing happened that night. I wasn�t really sure how to proceed as this was not something that I had much experience with and although I am an extremely confident man, both in and out of the bedroom, I wasn�t sure that I wanted to seduce a teenage girl. It turns out that it is very hard to resist though when they try and seduce you! Our conversations after this point started to turn a little bit more heated and we did get on to the subject of sex. I found out that she was not very experienced at all and the experience that she had was not great. It wasn�t long after this that we eventually found ourselves alone in my bedroom, and this led to our very interesting first time. If you are interested I would be happy to continue on and describe the moment and talk about how it progressed and some of the experimentation that we have recently been up to. I appreciate that this confession is a bit bland in comparison to some of the others on here but it does have the potential to heat up, I just wanted to tell some people because, well, I am 44 years old and having sex with a hot 19 year old!

My wife's self esteem is pretty low. She feels that she's too fat, she's not, just plump. What's the best way to get her self esteem up?

she was awakin one morning with her dad in bed with her and his hand down the front of her panties. of course she was shocked scared and frightened. he calmed her quickly and let her know who it was. she say she ask him several times what he was doing and for him to stop. says her pussy was soaked and his middle finger was burried deep as it could go inside her. she was liking it and he knew it. she had set on his lap for years in the recliner watching tv and learned she could squrim around and he would get hard under her ass. she didn't know for a while why or even what it was but she liked when it would happen. he was priming her then by doing nothing about it. he never tried to expose it to her or acknowledge it in any way. this had happened as late as two days before her mom left for ohio on business. she was two weeks from turning fifteen. she couls feel his bare hard cock against the side of her leg throbing. he told her she had one chance to say no and he would either go or stay till morning. she remembers vividly saying don't leave. with that he kissed her and she fumbled with his tounge in her mouth and kissed him back. he then mounted his self on top of her and opened her legs as far as they would go moving the leg of her panties open he lined up the head of his uncircumsized cock with her flower and showed her how to open it for him. she felt the pressure of his dick pushing against her and as he pushed harder the head went inside. she says he rotated his hips a bit and pushed further. it hurt. he would pull it back out and then go a little further the next time as he found the path she could literaly feel herself tearing inside and excepting his fat cock little by little. he had given her her legs to this point and let her move them about, then he hooked them in front of his elbows and started pumping slowly in and out to as deep as he had already been. he was just better then half way and without warning or sign he broke the established rythem and let his body sink to its fullest inside her. she tried to buck him off of course and all it done was take him in deeper. she resolved the fact he wasnt going any where and her body relaxed to except the act. he started a slow grind with his pelvic bone against her clit, she was in pain and in extacy at the same moment. he did not pump her for a good while she says. they just lay there. she says she can still close her eyes and feel her pussy contracting around his member. then comes the fetish for dirty talk he started telling her how good she was making daddy feel, she was a woman now and he was going to fuck her like one. he told her with his loins grinding against hers that if she ever told anyone at all even her best girlfriend, it would mean he would more then likely go to jail and her life would change for the worse for ever, he says you must not ever tell baby girl. she said ok daddy. then he started back out as slowly and gentel as he entered. he got half way out then went back in all the way each time getting longer then before till he was fucking her full on. she says she would moan and whimper and would say in her ear you are driving daddy wild little girl, your pussy is better then mommies, you make my cock so hard. do you like daddy fucking you? this was the ultimate, you know you are daddies little slut now don't you, and she said nothing, he gently pulled her hair for the first time, and said it a little louder and she responded with yes. he came inside her with his vas. safe cock. rolled off and let her curl up next to him and go to sleep. this went on for two years. then theyy decided it was time to stop before some body found out like mom. does this excite you or turn you off??

So I'm just gonna post this anonymously as I don't really want to identify myself on here, you never know who's about. Anyways, I've been a very lucky guy and I've got many many stories to tell so I thought "fuck it, let's just put it out there". This is my first time posting on here and I'm not going to be putting up any pictures, I just feel like that's a bit disrespectful and I don't want to get in trouble for that shit. I'll also be changing names to protect those involved, including myself.

So, I was in my teens and I was attending college when I meet this super hot ginger girl, a real stunner. She must've been a few years older than me, maybe three or so. Let's call her Liz. Liz was around 4 foot 9, slim, freckled, brown eyes and red hair and fucking hell her tits were amazing. I can't even describe it, they weren't overly big or anything they were just very "out there" if you get what I mean.

Every day she would come to college and we'd be in a class or two together every so often, she always came to school in this white shirt that clung to her tits tighter than it probably should have. I'm pretty sure whenever she walked into the room every guy snapped their neck to check her out.

Now I'll be honest, I'm not a popular guy and I was even less popular back then, I wasn't exactly considered a cool guy, I was always this scruffy geeky rocker type so I hadn't really had much experience with girls at that point. We all have to start somewhere.

It turned out that Liz was actually a really cool girl, we got talking and we were pretty decent friends, we eventually got into this groove of hanging out in the art room every Monday as we always had time off from classes at that time and it would usually be me, her and her best friend who I was also on good terms with.

We flirted quite a lot, and had some fun, I recall myself teasing her about her gingerness and "out there" tits, so I called her gingertits. Looking back on it it was probably a really childish thing but fuck it, we were young. We flirted with each other every so often and generally hung out getting to know each other, though I never believe anything would come of it.

So this one evening her friend who was usually with us went out, I figured she went out for a walk or something. I continued what I was doing, which I believe was some sort of artwork and Liz smiles, slowly strolls over to me and starts flirting pretty intensely, leaning over me in a way that shoved her tits in my line of sight.

I was fucking terrible with girls back then, I did not know a thing, so I awkwardly sat up and walked around in discomfort, not really sure what to make of the situation. Sure enough, she followed, looking up to me with those beautiful brown eyes and unbuttoning her shirt. I was freaking out so I walked backwards even more and was pretty much pinned against the wall with her still approaching.

I can't be sure as it's been years ago but she stared me right in the eyes, smiled all cute and half-jokingly said something to do with the two of us getting together and leant in for a kiss, pushing herself against me I could feel her tits press against me.

At this point something clicked, call it instinct but I just completely forgot about all the nervousness and how unsure I was about it and I leant down and kissed her, she was so fucking short. Things got heavy fast, we were making out pretty hard and I'll admit I wasn't really thinking. I lifted her up and placed her on the counter that surrounded most of the art room, literally tearing off her shirt and revealing her beautiful tits, I damn near tore that shirt in half.

We continued to make out, she was very clearly enjoying it, having gotten what she wanted and was biting her lower lip, holding onto her shirt as it fell down her shoulders. I had gotten harder than I ever had before and suddenly began taking off my jeans, god I wanted to fuck that slutty little bitch.

But no, she said she didn't want that as she was saving her virginity for someone she loved and tbh that was a real ball ache but she made up for it. She jumped down from the counter and fell to her knees. She began unzipping my jeans and pulled my underwear down with them, revealing my cock. I was pretty self conscious, as I imagine most guys are but it turned out I had nothing to be self conscious of.

She smiled, shocked at the size of my cock, I'd always thought it was average but apparently it was the biggest she had ever seen outside of porn. She smiled and held it in her tiny hands, she was so damn petite. She was so happy to have a cock to play with, she began sucking, playing with the head with her tongue and licking it up and down. Eventually I face fucked her pretty hard and she gagged, I'm sure she loved it as she couldn't stop smiling. I couldn't hold it in anymore and she began jerking my cock with both of her hands, licking my cock with her mouth as wide as she could make it. I came in her mouth, it splashed a little over her pale pink lips and she swallowed it all, even wiped it off of her lips and swallowed that as well.

We quickly got our clothes back on and returned to our seats and as soon as we do Liz's friend comes back into the art room asking "so what did I miss" and neither of us said a word, we just looked at each other and laughed a bit. We never got up to any mischief again as I left the college soon after and we didn't stay in contact but I still think about it sometimes and I can't help but imagine how great her tight virgin pussy must have been.

Sorry for any mistake there, I'm not an erotic writer, I'm just talking about my experiences. Hope you enjoyed anyway, let me know if you want to hear any more. Trust me, they get wilder.

-DK

I confess that I did something really terrible last week: I raped one of my best female friends. I am really sorry for it, but the stupid thing is that I planned it beforehand. And it was really a turn on to do! Even though I feel really guilty, I might do it again.

So here is the story of it... Lets call my friend Danielle, she just turned 20. I know her for several years now and we are good friends of each other. Last week on the night out, I offered to drive her home. I do this often for friends so it was nothing special and she accepted. Then I made sure she got really drunk while clubbing, by getting her and my other friends a lot o shots and drinks. She didn't drink beer like us, but some mix drinks and at a rapid pace.
So soon she was really drunk and I told my friends that it was better if I brought Danielle home. So I took her by the arms and directed her out of the club and to my car. It took some time because she was so drunk. When we were in the car I told her she might need some asprine, though what I gave her was actually some drug, (GHB for those interessted). So while I drove she started to black out. Our way home goes through some forest, so i drove the car of the road and a bit further into the forest. I was really scared to do it, but Danielle turns me on so badly! I shook her gently and called her name to make sure she was passed out. There was no responds so then I decded to go for it. The drug should work for some time, so I thought to take my time. So first I just touched her body everywhere over her clothes, feeling all the curves I had lusted for so long. I kissed her lips and opened her mouth to stick my tung in. Of course she didn't kiss back but I liked it. Then I raised her shirt and paused a bit while gazing her bra. This would be the moment! I would finally she her boobs! I droped her bra and with my hands I massaged her boobs and nipples. They where so beautiful! They are not really large, but a good full hand nontheless. So i licked her tits and bit her nipples. I couldn't hold my self, I was already going to explode so hot it was! So I unbuttoned her pants and struggled to lower them a bit. It was so great to see her shaved pussy;-) With my hand I imediatly started to stroke her while likking her tits. After a while I decided to go for it fully. I lowered my pants and took my dick out. First I took her hand and let her numb hand stroke me. Then I wanted to dig in, so I moved atop of her, took a bit of manouvering in the car, but I managed. First I stroke the top of my dick along her pussy, before really jamming it in Danielle. I pumped her really hard while touching her boubs and gazing at her sleeping face. It was so good to finally fuck her great, hot body. I felt like I was going to cum, so I held it in for a while. Then I wanted to fuck her ass, she has a really nice round ass. So I turned her sideways and put my dick against her ass. I knew she never did anal, so I was going to deflorate her her. I pushed my dick in her ass slowly and then I heard her moan. At first I thought, fuck! But she didn't do anything more, so I started to fuck her ass. I imagined her voice calling my name while fucking her. Dannielle then started to moan and move a little. The drug started to wear off. So I fucked her faster and this time I didn't stop from cumming. I came in her ass and it feeled so hot to have finally fucked her, both in her pussy and her ass. Though, now it was over I started to doubt wether I should have done it. But I can't change it anymore and I was also happy in a way. I kissed her and took a towel to whipe my cum from her ass a bit. I dressed her up again and then drove her further home.

On the way she started to gain a bit of consious again. I used her key to gether inside her house and put her in her bed. Then I just left.

Yesterday I saw her again and she thanked me for bringing her home. I was a bit scared that she might find out. She did say that het ass hurted. I told her she dropped really hard. I am sorry for raping Danielle, but it was also really hot!

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I confess. After a long sleepless night of fixing up a laptop, downloading and installing the .iso - passing it over to the now 'functioning' laptop, from a Linux system, downloading all the drivers. The Ethernet controller without internet was definitely the most fun part.
Getting all the basic stuff in check and out of the way, of course remembering how shit m$ was and thanking the heavens I got out of that mindless, self-indulging piece of shit most people naively claim is technology.

At around six O'clock in the morning I was just plain bored and too tiered to concentrate and virtually cause some chaos on Battlefield 3. So I thought I'd maybe indulge into a little Omegele trolling(yes, I was that bored and shattered beyond imagination). Of course this led from .gif to .gif and then to .jpgs (the standard shit)
After about twenty seconds of cock, cock, cock and more spineless characters, some random chicks appeared. And even though the idea of them complying to the 'Instant Win' it just felt wrong. Which is rather strange because my no - noes are only teens or younger and scat. But that just felt completely desperate and I wasn't even really bothered to get a eyeful of anything, I mean; cummon ... there is porn EVERYWHERE online - why 'work' for it.
I came to the same conclusion as every time I end up on that bullshit site. I see too much cock, which is not a pleasant site, was still bored shitless and hating that place as always, for some unknown reason I still drift on there from time to time.

In conclusion. If you do indeed feel the need to do this sort of stuff, maybe the urge. It is the probably the most desperate thing you could ever do - that of course, if you are really trying to see some tits.

Go to a hooker, pay her, her soon to be well earned money. Get that stress out of your body and dedicate your time to something more productive in life that just aimlessly trolling people who already are bored senseless anyway.

Or

You could just do what we all do, have done and probably very soon; will be doing again.
Get out of the house - alone, or with friends, that's your choice - go to a bar/pub/club... have a beverage of your liking and talk to someone who tickles your fancy.
Because, at least for me ... It's just much much easier to come here, or any other site with COPIOUS amounts of FREE porn, choose something that gets your rocks off and do your thing. And not spend endless hours wasting time, siving through cocks, loops, people who are not stupid to fall for these old tricks. Oh, did I mention more cocks too ...

That's it.

I confess I got hate fucked by an employee.
My name is Alexia and I'm the general manager of a company.
All the staff under me (about 15 people) hate me (probably because I slept with a director to get the job).
This is the story of how one of them got their revenge, and how I loved it.

I had stood up for a date, and was having a drink at the bar and trying not to look too pathetic when I caught sight of one of my employees walking past the window. I carried on sipping my cocktail, before my tipsy mind caught the better of me. I opened up my work phone and found his number. I hesitated a second before deciding not to waste my night (and hopefully not waste my freshly shaved pussy).
'Hey, saw you in town, let me buy you a drink' I wrote on the text, and pressed send.
I'd pretty much given up on a response by the time I finished my drink and I contemplated a taxi and a night in with my battery operated friend. Then my phone buzzed.
'I didn't see you i'm in xx bar, find me and i'll let you buy a round'
I wondered quite how many friends he was out with, but my inner slut screamed 'the more the merrier' as i felt myself begin to moisten.
I made my way to xx bar and tipsily made my way to the toilet. I did a quick bump of coke and checked my makeup. Feeling confident (and increasingly wet) I made my way out to the club to find my employee.
I found him sitting on a couch, he was sat on a couch chatting with two of his friends. I pulled down my top to expose a little more cleavage and walked over.
'So what are you boys drinking?' I asked and made my best eyes at one of his friends.
The group of them laughed, and I knew they knew who I was, but I didn't care as long as one (or more than one) of them were in me by the end of the night.
'three beers' I heard my employee say
'only if you introduce me first' i said with a big flirtatious wink.
he laughed again 'boys this is my boss' he announced
With that I grabbed one of his friends' hands and dragged him to the bar with me. He looked at me dumbfounded and i pulled him close to me, so my tits were pressing into his chest. I could see him looking down my dress as I said
'I'll need help carrying all these drinks', he smiled the knowing smile of a man who knew a sure thing when he saw one and followed me to the bar.
When we got to the bar, I ordered the beers as instructed and a round of shots too and we carried them back to the table. We did the shots and sat around drinking the beers as my employee and his friends made barely hidden jokes at my expense. I would have loved to have been offended, but I confess motherless, the torrent of abuse just turned me on.
When one of his friends got up to go to the toilet, I decided I was going to try and get my first lay of the night. I got up seconds after him and followed him to the bathroom, expecting him to notice me walking behind him, but as I got closer i felt some grab my hand and drag me. I spun to see my employee dragging me towards a fire escape.
He barged through the door and i smiled a wicked smile, knowing what he was about to do. He pushed me against a wall and he his hand was immediately under my dress, rubbing at my clit over my dripping panties. He covered my mouth with his other hand as I moaned and my eyes were rolling into the back of my head as the door closed.
I couldn't have planned this better, this was exactly what I wanted and I had my first orgasm more from the situation than from his hand stimulating my cunt.
My hands were free and I thought about playing along and trying to fight him off for a second, but I knew I wouldn't be fooling either of us, so I pulled him closer and undid the zipper of his jeans. His cock was smallish but rock hard, so I pulled it out, and started to roughly wank him.
His hands left my slit and my mouth and he gripped my dress, he started to pull it down when I squeezed his cock and moaned
'rip it'
he gripped it (and he was a pretty athletic guy so this was hot as hell for me) and ripped the front of my dress open.
I knew then that I was a slut for the night and I had no way of hiding it, he pulled my bra down to expose my puffy big nipples to the cold night air and i moaned again, his fingers pinched and pulled at my nipples as I felt his pre-cum spread all over my hand.
feeling hungry I thought it was about time I took a knee. Normally I'm pretty self conscious about sucking cock, but something about coke makes me crave it like nothing else. i licked the salty tip and before I'd even got my mouth fully around he'd grabbed my hair and was pulling me onto it. He pulled me about halfway down before I first gagged, and he let me out for air. As he did I slipped a hand between my legs and pulled my thong down a little and slipped a finger inside myself. Then i braced and said hungrily
'next time, don't stop'
he yanked me back onto his cock and i managed to get it a little further before gagging, this time he knew what i wanted and started to buck into my mouth as i heaved. i curved my finger towards my g-spot and found myself in heaven as my mouth was being fucked like never before.
As I came for the second time i felt him grab my hair and pull me backwards, i was screaming loudly as he spat in my face i could see he was close to cumming when he pulled me back to standing and turned me around and bent me over. He threw my skirt up over my hips and looked at my ass for a minute.
then he pulled himself close to me and lined his cock against my slick opening.
finally he penetrated me.
'fuck me' i shouted at him over my shoulder and he obliged.
His cock felt twice it's size in my swollen sensitive snatch and he ploughed me good and hard. As my thrid orgasm approached I could feel him begin to twitch, I knew I wasn't on birth control, but my inner slut didn't care.
'cum in me, breed me' i moaned
Sadly he pulled out and kneeled me down in front of him as he stroked his cock in front of my face.
'whore, fucking whore' he said before unleashing his thick cum all over me.
I licked a little off my face before standing up.
I spied the way out of the alley and, to my horny amusment there was a small crowd applauding.
'I'm going home, give me a text when you're done here, bring your friends' i whispered to him, before pulling my dress over me as best i could and walking towards my adoring fans.

So I guess I may as well confess something of my own...

I've had a relationship with my step-father for nearly two years now. I never actually realized how sexual our relationship was until after the first year.
Let me start by saying that we aren't related by blood in anyway. After I realized how our relationship would be viewed, I did some research on it. Our relationship also started not long after I turned 18.

To paint a picture, my step-father doctor with a small practice, fairly devout and a widower, his first wife died in childbirth, giving birth to my step-brother. My mother was unwed when she had me and is devoutly religious, moreso then my step-dad. I'm a product of homeschooling and abstinence-only sexual education.
My mom and step-dad have been married six years this year and our personal doctor for as long as I can remember. I've come to trust my step-dad, I guess we'll call him Matthew, with everything involving my health and I usually ask him about anything I'm too embarrassed to ask my mom. He explained to me that 'hair' is normal, as are periods and female arousal.

The way things started was not long after my birthday. Matthew took me aside one day and handed me a little packet of pills,asking me to take them each evening at the same time. He told me that, while my mom looked down on them, some girls needed them when they got to be my age, to help with things like periods and acne. He told me that my mom was mainly against them because they had the added effect of acting as a contraceptive and a chance of increasing a woman's bust size. He promised to keep them a secret from my mom under Patient/Doctor privelege. I accepted them and took them as directed, not really thinking about it.

About two weeks later, while my mom was working and he was on call, he pulled me aside again, saying he needed to give me a check-up on how the pill was working to make sure there weren't any side-effects. We went to my room and went over the normal stuff, checking my pulse, heartbeat with a stethoscope, pupils, ears, tongue, etc. I remember he kept furrowing his brow like something was wrong, making me worried.
He then told me that he needed to double check some things and would need to do a more thorough check-up, asking me to strip. At this point I had never been in less than my underwear during a check-up, but I had no reason to question Matt, so I stripped down naked, feeling intensely self-conscious and embarrassed. He checked my breasts, commenting on how they were still only A-cup and I remember his touch feeling kind of electric. He then asked me to turn around and bend over, which I did, feeling even more self-conscious.

When we were done, he told me that the pills didn't seem to be working, most likely due to a protein deficiancy, explaining that Muscle Drinks and Protein Shakes didn't provide enough daily intake and that I would require a series of expensive shots and medications that wouldn't be covered by insurance. I was stressing out at this point until he calmed me down and suggested that there may be another way, but that he would need my permission.
He explained that the male organ produced the protein used in the medications, almost the same way a cow produces milk, and that coupled with stimulation between my legs, he could produce the protein necessary. As a doctor, he would be able to provide the correct dosage to combat the deficiancy and activate the pills.

Not much of it made sense to me, but I never understood much about medicine to begin with and was more worried about what would happen if I didn't do it, so I accepted. I was still nude at this point and he asked me to lay on my back on my bed with my head on my pillow as Matt took off his pants. I remember my heart was racing, mostly due to worry, but also because of my nudity and his undressing. When I saw his member, I actually thought how it looked like a single udder, except harder and a bit thicker.
Matt reminded me that I was okay, and that our Patient/Doctor privelege still applied, meaning that he wouldn't tell anyone and that my mom wouldn't find out about the pills. Form there he spread my legs with one hand, while the other started milking his member. When he ran a finger over my opening, I remember gasping a bit at the sudden feeling, only for Matt to tell me it was normal to make noise, but that I should try to make the noises into my pillow so people wouldn't overhear. From there, Matt leaned down, putting his head between my legs and licking the top of my opening with his tongue, making me jump and gasp again, telling me it was an old doctor's trick.

From there he continued as I tried to hold back any noise, sometimes holding my pillow over my face while he ran his tongue over a specific spot above my opening. The feeling made my heart beat faster, my body felt hot, my breaths were sharp and my back kept arching while my hips kept trying to get closer to his tongue. This continued for a few minutes until the feeling built more and more and I started to spasm, my legs twitching and my opening feeling like it was tensing and relaxing rapidly while I tried to muffle the moans I made into my pillow.
I lay there for a moment panting as Matt looked at me, smiling. He told me it had all gone perfectly, but that he was having trouble milking his member. He suggested that a woman's saliva would help and that I could milk it with my mouth, which would help things along since I would need to swallow it all anyway. I distinctly remember just nodding dumbly because I couldn't think of anything else to say and Matt asked to open my mouth and turn my head to the side.

The first thing I noticed was it's thickness and that it tasted like licking my fingers when nothing was on them, then a slightly salty taste that Matt later told me was normal, since it meant the saliva was working. From there he guided me, telling me to move my head back and forth, a hand on the back of my head to help me. His other hand moved back to my opening and, as sensitive as it was, it felt like it needed something more. I remember that when he moved his middle finger to the center of my opening, that I reflexively moaned.
Matt briefly taught how to swirl my tongue, to mind my teeth and be careful not to gag. Eventually all of his concentration went back to my opening as he rubbed the top with a thumb and began to slowly guide a finger in and out of my opening a little more each time. It wasn't long before I began to spasm again. I think the spasming hit the right spot, too, because I remember Matt tensing and salty and gluggy start to squirt into my mouth as his member twitched. I remember thinking faintly that Matt had amazing skills as a doctor to control the amount so well.

As salty and gluggy as the stuff was, I swallowed it all and lay there panting as Matt leaned over me, doing the same. After we got dressed, he told me that he would be able to provide me with the dosage as needed, sometimes more often or less often than others and that to help the process, that I should shave between my legs each night the same way I did my legs and under-arms. From there everything went on kind of normally. Not only that, nearly a month later my bust began to grow substantially, from an A-cup to a D-cup. My mom said I was a late bloomer while Matt told me in private that it was a good sign that the pills were working.

Anyway. That's my confession, I guess.

I hang out with my next door neighbour a lot she's 24 and I'm 26 she's pretty ugly face wise she will be the first to tell you this! She's got a pretty ok body though especially after a few drinks. Last night we were drinking and I pulled my cock out and told her that I want to make her feel not so lonely and she laughed at it and we both got naked and talked about how we both think we're ugly and that were self conscious of our body's and I decided to tell her some of my most disgusting sexual experiences to make her feel a little better and she told me some of hers she has a really huge oversized clit and has had guys make fun of her for it and her family used to make her play with herself for them and laugh and degrade her and she made me suck it and she instantly squirted everywhere and the more o sucked the bigger it got and she told me she wanted to try and use it like a dick so she used her pump and got it to the point it was pretty well 2 inches out there and I laid there and let her try and fuck me with her huge clit and I finally sat on it and got it in all the way and clenched it tight and rode her until she got off from it and I'm totally inlove with her clit now it's like a little baby dick and it's cute lol girls share your oversized clits and guys if you have similar experiences let's hear them. This girl and I have talked about Hooking up for a few months and all I needed to do was whip out my cock and degrade Myself she definitely gets better looking as she gets freaky

Hello Motherless,

Sorry for being away for a bit, had some bullshit to take care of but i'm back to my old self and will be more active here again too. Got some big news on a long overdue update I promised you. So here it all is... read and get excited its awesome news.

Thanks to all of you who have helped make Motherless what it is, and second we are asking you to continue doing what you do best by making this new improved version of the site even better!

A desktop version of Motherless is coming in the next day or two. You’ll notice right away the site looks and feels better because the design is slicker.. it offers increased usability for content creation, navigation, search, etc and it's even got the new Chat system everyone wanted (we just need to make sure our new desktop version is properly tested first) - but we all know motherless isn’t about the size of the search box, it’s about the sexy stuff you all post when you feel like it.

If you want to see a list of the new features and improvements just click around the site and it will all be super fucking obvious as you upload and watch all the vids you like.

HERE IS THE PART THAT MATTERS SO PAY ATTENTION PERVERTS!!!
Motherless is only as good as you make it. If you like something, let us know, if you don’t like something say so. Most of all -- go ahead and post all your best stuff this month. Everyone is stuck at home with this Corona shit going around. Lets use that time wisely by posting pics of your girlfriend, wife, mother or sister to Motherless.com so we can all have something good to look at until this virus blows over.

I know I know. Nobody likes to change anything ever but this new version of the site really is better in so many ways. Give it a try and in a week i'm sure you wont want to go back to the old way anymore either.

The Staff has worked tremendously hard to bring these improvements to our site and we hope you'll enjoy them!

Your Fearless Leader,

DEWEZ

I am a dirty old man. My wife knows this, she's come to terms with it. Sometimes even gets off because of it. At 50 years old, I've been to therapy because of low self-esteem and always trying to prove I'm a worthy fuck - even to complete strangers. Now I'm in a pretty complicated situation because of my sexual addiction. I've been on ML for a long time. Hell, I've even come close to fucking a couple of the women on here (that were probably catfishing me). Everyone wants pictures - like they're some kind of proof. She's sent me pictures, I actually took the one of her drinking wine.

Sometimes I have to travel out of the country for business, and my wife knows I fuck a few ladies that I've come to know in the last few years. Hell, I've even sent her pictures of them just to see how far I can push shit. My wife is pretty free to do what she wants, she's had other partners besides me - she usually prefers females rather than men but has had male partners in the past.

So I had to travel to Mexico for business about a month ago. The last time I was there I met this 23 year old thin Mexican girl, and I spoiled the shit out of her. Bought her some nice clothes, gave her some money, treated her like a queen. Money talks in Mexico, it's the key to a Latina's heart. Sure enough not even the second day I'm there she's fucking the shit out of me. We exchange info, and she tells me anytime I'm down in Mexico that I should contact her.

So when I went down there last month, we hooked up again. I took her out to eat, took her to a bar, bought her some clothes, and she ended up at my hotel room and of course we fucked.
She likes anal, so I was fucking the shit out of her asshole while she played with her pussy. I didn't have a condom on, I usually wear one with her but this time I just decided to go bareback - what man doesn't like the feel of his cock unwrapped?? Her asshole was nice and clean, and I felt like I was about to cum and pulled out. She backed her ass up and I put my cock in her nice warm pussy and she started grinding it, swiveling her hips. I grabbed her ass and pulled her closer and slid deeper inside. I busted a nut deep in her. She didn't seem to care. We fell asleep and fucked again in the morning, I came inside her again when she was riding me.
Yesterday she texted me that her period was late a week ago, she took a pregnancy test, and it was positive. She said it took her a while to think about telling me she was pregnant because she doesn't want to terminate it but she wants me to make sure her and the baby are taken care of. If I wasn't married, I'd marry her in a heartbeat - but she comes from a very strict Christian background and her parents will definitely be upset, perhaps even disown her.

My wife has actually talked to her on the phone a few times prior to this, and has seen her pictures.
I'm kind of afraid to tell my wife, because a part of me believes this could destroy my marriage.
My sexual addiction has really gotten me into trouble this time around. My wife will eventually find out. Part of me wants to move the woman into our house, but at 50 years old (wife is 47) it's going to be hard trying to help raise a baby. Part of me wants to 'lose' my cell phone and change the number - but I understand that's the 'fight or flight' response...

She's probably the most beautiful woman I've ever had sex with... I'm so conflicted and don't know what to do with this very sexy hot 23 year old Latina who is carrying my baby. Yeah, yeah - I know I'm posting this shit to a porn site - I just need some kind of outlet because right now I'm kind of getting a lot of anxiety and depression over it. I don't want to ruin her life either. I do have feelings for her, and I know she says she has feelings for me (probably more about the money lol). My wife is going to be very mad.

Hey guys. I guess that I should warn people not to enter this thread if they enjoy shooting people down and calling bullshit. It is 100% understandable if you do not believe me, but the most I can do is to ask you to take this seriously and give an honest opinion.

I confess that I was born a fully functioning man, but decided to tell my parents that I considered myself to be a woman when I was 14. I dressed as a girl and underwent various Hormone Replacement Treatments until I was 19 and was allowed a vaginoplasty. The hormone replacement medicine has given me hair, nails, skin a breasts like a woman. A certain amount of surgery has eased my transition from man to woman.

As a fully functioning woman now, I can masturbate. I am 23 and have had a vagina for 4 years. I can orgasm like normal. I have to dilate my vagina in order to keep it working.

My self esteem problems are pretty severe. Obviously having spent a lot of time being uncomfortable with the body that I am in hasn�t helped. I have a real problem with my pussy. Do you think it looks ok/normal? Would you guess I was born a man? I am really nervous about letting a guy fuck me. The only sex I have ever had was a couple of weeks ago and even then I asked him to fuck me in the ass as I was too nervous to let him put it in my pussy. Other than that I have given two other guys blowjobs. On nights out I usually make excuses about periods or not being up for it in order to stop men fucking me, but it is getting to the stage I feel I need to just go for it and let a guy fuck me.

I am pretty much only saying this because I am extremely drunk and have been having guys trying to fuck me all night long at a bar. If you guys could actually give me some confidence/tips it would be amazing. I imagine a certain level of skepticism to be involved, in which case you may air your opinion, but still try and give an answer which accepts my story as fact.

I kmow this is an odd place to turn for advice, but I'm curious what responses I will get. I am a 27 year old straight male with pedo and ephebophiliac tendencies, and some twisted sick fantasies. I'm not proud of it, but I've grown to accept it. I go weak in the knees whenever I see a cute girl about 16 or younger, and my heart races anytime I see one in any stage of undress. And I can't even begin to describe the feeling when I catch a glimpse of a hairless, pre-pubescent little pussy! Now I would never hurt a child, and while I fantasize about things like molestation, rape, blackmail, sharking, etc., I know the difference between fantasy and reality, and while I might go out of my way to peek up a tween's skirt or spy on a little girl getting undressed, I would kill myself before I ever knowlingly allowed harm or caused harm to come to a child.

Now having been a pedo most of my life and a male for all of it, I'm no stranger to being unfairly judged. I constantly hear the terms pedophile and child molester used synonymously. I know what it's like to always be passed up for a child care or sitter job even though I'm better qualified than another candidate simply because I'm male. I know what it's like to not even be able to confide in my closest friends for fear of being judged or told to stay away from their family. Quite frankly, it sucks.

So here's my issue. I've recently fallen in love with and gotten married to a wonderful woman who is, surprisingly, almost 9 years older than myself. She knows about my interests and is thankfully both understanding and forgiving. But with this marraige I have also gained two young nephews who live close and are a very active part of our lives now. Now I have never been interested in boys, so there is no problem there on my part, but my wife and I are about to take in a new roommate in the form of my brother, who is also a pedo. And unlike myself, he started off liking only girls, but over time has grown fond of boys as well, and to be honest, I think he actually prefers boys now.

So why is it that I, a pedo who hates being unfairly judged without being given a chance, is hesitant to allow my own brother, who is also a pedo, to be around his nephews without someone else to keep an eye on him. I know it's hypocritical, but I also know how difficult it can sometimes be to always behave and not give into temptation. I know that I can police myself, but I just don't know how strong his self control is.

So am I wrong to pre-judge my own brother for the same thing I have hated being pre-judged for my whole life? What would you do? Would you trust him with the boys? What about if they were girls? Would you trust him then? Would you trust ME? My wife and I are trying for kids of our own, and so this is just as relevant to our own future family as it is to my current sister-in-law's family now. What's your opinion?

i fantasise about meeting a nice dominant and finally meeting in real life. The meetings goes very well, i dressed up as a proper slut, tight mini skirt, stockings, CFMN stilettos, tight see-through blouse over a tightly laces corset with silicone false breasts and some slutty makeup to finish the look. i have been in chastity for a week so i am unbelievable horny when the knock on the door finally happens. i totter over to the door and look through the peep hole and it is Him so i open quickly and step behind the door and open it fully for Him to enter. As he passes by me i close the door and lock it behind us. He sits down at the table as i totter over to the mini bar to get the champagne i had brought with me and place it on the table, there are two champagne flutes in the middle of the table.
-You may sit down.
i obey and sit opposite Him at the table. The idea was to have a eye to eye real life meeting here and take it from there.
-Well i can see that your pictures didn't lie. You look very pretty, i am glad you didn't exaggerate and that your pictures was of you. It is not always like that i can tell you.
-Thank You Sir.
He reaches over and picks up the champagne bottle and starts to open it.
-Clearly this is cause for celebration, i am very pleased.
-Thank You Sir.
He effortlessly pops the cork and starts to pour into the two glasses. After he puts the bottle down he motions me to pick up a glass and then takes the other one.
-To a very interesting future for the both of us.
i toast with him and take a sip of the champagne as we continue to chat and start to plan our next step and then there is this hard knocking sound. i look around and am surprised to find that i am laying in the floor bed, i can hear the maid calling through the door that it is checkout time. As i start ti sit up on the bed i realise i am still dressed like i was last night so i yell back that i'll be out of there in 10 minutes. The maid yells back OK through the door. i get up and totter over to the dresser where i had put my male clothes in a drawer. It is empty, i look around and realise that my suitcase that i brought my alter-ego in is also gone. Quickly i totter into the bathroom to check there and the only thing in there is a pink beauty box. i open it and look inside and i recognise my own makeup. A quick search later reveals that there is nothing else left for my except for the pink beauty box. I look through it carefully i find my car keys, wallet, cell phone and house keys in the bottom to my relief. Then the gravity of my situation hits me, i am dressed like a slut in a cheap motel room with no way to get back to my male self. Holy c**p. My mind spins and i have to sit down on the toilet to avoid falling down. I force myself to take several deep breaths and pull my mind together with an effort. My car is parked just outside the motel door and if i stay away out of site for the day i should be able to slip inside my house under the cover of darkness. With an effort i stand up and evaluate what i see in the big mirror. i am a bit dishevelled but a few brushes through my long hair and some quick touch ups of my makeup, i decide that it is as good as i can make it. Peeking through the spy hole and the windows i can see that it looks clear outside so i take the pink beauty box in my left hand together with my car keys and pull the door open with my right, i quickly stagger out of the motel room towards where i left my car before i realise that it is not there anymore, i look around the parking area in wild panic and recognise my car at the other end of the open parking area. In a blind panic i head for it as fast as i can i the ridiculously high heels, knowing that my behaviour is causing more attention to my absurd outfit. When i finally get to my car i fumble with the key before i manage to unlock the driver side door and get inside. As i turn the key to start the engine i bless my foresight to have arranged the meeting in a town over an hours drive from my town, but then i see the blinking fuel light. That is impossible, i filled my car up fully yesterday. I stare at the red light blinking for what feels like a long time until i realise i am still at the motel so i put the car into gear and drive off with screeching tires. After a mile i pull over and open the beauty box and pull my wallet out. I close my eyes and open it, praying that my cash and credit cars are still there. They are so i give a shriek of happiness as i slowly drives towards my home. i can remember a service station just a few miles ahead and as i pull in and stop by the unmanned station i breathe a sigh of relief. There is no one nearby so i get out and fill up the tank with my credit card. When i get back safely inside the car and drive off i feel a lot better. i knew an area where i can park until it gets dark that is not that far from where i live so i headed directly there and when i got there i parked. i pulled out my cell phone from the beauty box and looked for messages from Him, explaining what had happened but there was nothing. Feeling a bit tired and hung over i decided to try to get some rest so i tilted my seat back and dozed off. i woke up late in the afternoon and panicked at first until i realised why i was there and what had happened and then i freaked out again. When i calmed down i once again checked my messages but there was nothing from Him. i was hungry and thirsty but not to bad as i just at there, waiting for the protection of darkness, trying to figure my situation out. Eventually i deemed it dark enough so i started my car and headed home. The drive was uneventful as i finally pulled up under my carport and turned the car off. i lowered my window a but and listened carefully for any signs that some of my neighbours where out, but i could not hear anything so i closed my window, turned the dome light off and opened the driver side door. Carefully i exited and stood in the darkness, blessing the fact that i had not put up a motions sensor despite having been recommended that by my good friend and neighbour. Slowly and as quietly as i could i made my way to the side door, unlocked it and slid inside to safety, locking the door behind me. I headed into my kitchen, closed the drapes and turned on the lights before filling a big glass of water up and drinking it down in one go before heading into my bedroom. When i got there i started to undress quickly and soon there was just the panties and chastity cage left so i picked up the key i had left on my bedside table and went into my bathroom. I stepped out of my panties and tried to insert the key into the padlock, but it didn't seem to fit. Carefully not to force it in i tried again and again but it would not fit. I checked the key and it's tag, it was the correct key but it still did not fit so i headed back into my bedroom and my bedside table. As i was standing there and looking around me wildly i heard a ringing phone. I headed out to the kitchen to where i had left the beauty box and my cellphone before i realised that the ringing came from inside my bedroom. In a daze i turned back and found a pink bedazzled new iphone in my bedside table drawer. The caller id on the phone was Master and i almost dropped the phone in chock. Shaking i answered it.
-Hello?
-You are Mine now!

I have done a dangerous thing.

I am 43, married, and me and my husband had a rough year. Without going into details, there was this tragedy, that struck someone close to our kids, and we had lots going on to help them get over it. In the process, our mental health was really bad, and we started therapy etc.

After a few months, I felt better, kids are ok, but hubby has become numb, and seems that he has started slipping further into depression. Our best friends, a couple our age, with whom we used to socialize every weekend, were there for us. At first, we needed our time, but after more than six months, we met up, like we used to. My husband ruined the evening, by being really down. Ok, we will try it again.

Same thing. So, I started seeing them, mostly my girl friend, once a week, for coffee, and we would catch up, and it would be so good for me, our talks had a healing effect on me. I told her that, thanked her, and she told me she will always be there for me.

Then, she had to travel for a month, due to work, and I was left all alone. It is hard, when you are coming out of a mental trauma, and have no one to lean on. So I called her, talked to her on the phone. It helped. She eventually told me, if I have no one to talk to, that she will call her husband to call us for coffeee (they were always inviting both of us, only my husband wouldnt come).

So he did, and I went by myself.

I cant quite pinpoint the moment I felt attracted to him, but I always was in a way, but never really thought about it. He is tall, and that is important, because I am really tall for a woman. Still, much taller than me, but unlike my husband, who is tall, with a bit of excess of flesh, especially on his stomach, he is built like an athlete.

His wife, my friend, looks so much better than me, she is a blonde, I am a brunette, she is a petite, slim beauty, with feminine and elegant posture, I am tall (still slim, but too tall) woman, who always felt self conscious about my back side.

On our third coffee meet up, he said he cant go out, and asked me to come to their home. I was the one who made the first move.

I went in for a kiss, he backed off, but when I grabbed his groin, he surrendered.

It was the best sex of my life. I came three times, and he came in me, twice.

After our heads cooled off, we agreed that this shall never happen again, and I am sure it wont. I feel like a total scum, bet he does too, I have repented, but I just cant stop thinking about it.

I confess, I'm new to this site, 24 y/o male, high sex drive, and freshly single. I've always been into taboo and I find my self plunging deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole. I'm interested in everything from young to old and animals also. I'm not gay or ever been curious men just don't turn me on. Ive always wanted a complete slut to explore my profound interest in sex. Some one I could fuck for hours and not feel like I need to hide my taboos and be normal. I figured some where in the motherless community might be a woman who gets it.

Nights in Arlen
A KotH sex story
By: null

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

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

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

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

To be continued.

I'm finding my self more and more attracted to my friend, like her mannerisms and the way she is just real with me. I know that I shouldn't be and that its wrong, but that's kinda what gets me horny. I got drunk last night and told her how I feel and now I'm just waiting to hear back

I am my Master’s beggar his slave and to beg for all is my nature with Him. We have a bit crazy path well chasing a rabbit hole and i love every singe bit of it. Lately all of sudden my limits dropped for my Lord even more and fear sneaked in, not fear of not trusting my Lord but a fear of unknown as I have never felt this way, I never was a slave like I am for Him. And I have been a bad girl two times once where I freaked and stopped the play, because those raw was so tense and for a moment i just needed to stop, fearing my Lord won’t like my raw that forgetting he does, i regret that messing our flow the way we are is written in those cray things and i love his madness. Then i was bad for putting my desire for balance in front of what i knew it was my Lord’s need and desire. I lowered my task when in reality i wanted to please Him and he was kind to His slave but she always thinks about His on first place and that was my slip. Slave lose her ground and gets confused when her Master mess with her head and leave her confused but then again that’s what we do as well.. That’s what my Master does an she always loved how he does that, and it’s not like it’s a rule to have me.. it’s just the way we blended. The desire to cover all his needs bad and good somehow sneaked inside of m and i always crave to tell and show that to Him. My master have other fantasies as well, such as being a god whore not because she likes having a cock but because i yearn to serve and struggle for Him, digging my masochistic grave deeper as I can, and truth is that only Him have ability to rescue me or keep me in dark. So perhaps this i did well, because i tasted just that to it’s core how is it to be devoted loyal not thinking toy for her Master whoring just because he said not even being ready for that. Slave does wish she did that that night but this was more harsh on Her. This wasn’t about self punishment because i failed my Master, it was desire to show my devotion and prove how much i am in His hands on His mercy beggar for all He gives me. Colored by Him to my bones and my blood. And parts of me crave to be punished for those second thoughts, yes i know i was playful that night and you my Lord didn’t punish me like that time I wasn’t. But you have more right to me and communicated with your slave so good so far that punishment at times like that is something that your slave would like to talk about. But even that is in your hands to, i just beg with all to be Your pet and earn that. I don’t have expectations i have yearnings when it comes to You my Lord and i know it’s all your pace. But oh god yes i yearn so many things and just to walk the path with you down the rabbit hole. To show her devotion she was ruined tonight just like my Master would love to see.. and took and captured what she was able to craving to capture more and breaking head how could she do that, and i left my grave opened in case my Lord sees and wants to add some more I took them all together and struggled to my core with it ohh fucking god i crave to tell you to whisper to my Master every bit of it twisting and turning embarrassed for being such whore then bothered and turned on because it was to please my Master. All i did even when it was a mess it’s m thirsty soul, thirsty for You my Lord and ache for Your lustful fuel and addiction to be lost in that.. i lust to be lusted by You and i lust to give myself as much as one can give.. all all that one can give. And i am still a beggar to be at Your feet, your slave your property your pet your whore and your little slut. I crave You the way You my Lord just crave to be at your feet daily because it colors my days with beautiful colors and as well with struggle and torment and cannot stop i wish You even when you are in bad mood.. i cannot stop and dream still dream of my Lord letting me be His bubble to be landed with His hands at His feet and i crave to earn that. my master is different and i just hope i didn't poke His stubborn with being crazy, my Master makes me crazy and pull my strings that i cannot feel otherwise but raw sensations. Painted in worry, desire, happiness, hope, torment, struggle, yearning, confusion, dirty acts, corruption, lust, dreams, shameless, lost in my desire for You, fear, madness, surrender, aching to have my purpose for You, and covered i cu and dirty whorish task, humiliation.. a mess till You put me back together and i have always loved it from You.. hoping my Master will enjoy this and that my suffering story one that has Him as the only reason will please Him and beast in him.. i loved my privileges Master. I am Your beggar

We could be PC and pretend masturbating and internet porn don’t exist, but they do. And there is a very big problem with internet porn. Internet porn is a succubus whore from Hell intent on draining you of your vital seed, your testosterone, your energy, and your desire to succeed and conquer.

Or, to put it mildly, masturbating to internet porn does not do a body good. Internet porn is like a drug addiciton. The access to endless variety of porn causes you to constantly search for the “perfect” scene. This leads to massive overstimulation of the brain, the overstimulation causes a dopamine (dope) release into the brain (your fix). After you have an orgasm it’s like coming down off a drug. After all that excitement, that endless stimuli for the brain, your body just shuts off and you turn into a lazy piece of shit. How many time have you been about to do something, decided to just have a “quick one”, and by the end 30 minutes later had no motivation to do anything? I already know the answer: a lot.

Here are 10 reasons to stop masturbating to internet porn:

1) Internet porn saps you of precious energy – When you give up the porn and the endless masturbation sessions you have a lot more energy and drive. You want to get out and take care of business. You want to make money, you want to hit the weights, and you want to go and talk to that cute little blonde in the cereal aisle – and you just may have blueballs enough to do it.

2) Internet porn can lead to erectile dysfunction – Keep at it and eventually you will only be aroused by internet porn. Right now guys in their TWENTIES and even guys in their TEENS are having trouble getting hard without porn. They have to keep finding more and more disgusting and outrageous porn scenes to satisfy their hunger. Eventually nothing will do it but seeing a naked black man buttfucking a dog. That’s serious business. Keep up with the porn and it will happen to you too.

3) Internet porn will make you want to stop having sex – Why bother with sex when you have every fantasy in the world available at one of your hands? Japan is a notoriously porn friendly country. Japan is saturated with porn. In Japan there is an entire culture of young guys called “Herbivores”. These herbivores have no desire for sex. All this porn and now the guys don’t want girls, they want sex with their hand, or sex with robots or nothing at all. Japan now has the lowest birthrate in the world. Can you see the connection?

4) After you stop masturbating to internet porn your voice may become deeper – Straight from the horses mouth, this is what guys who have stopped masturbating are saying happens.

5) After you stop masturbating to internet porn you will have more self control and will power – I’m telling you from personal experience you just plain feel better and stronger and more masculine. It’s the opposite feeling after masturbating to internet porn.

6) After you stop masturbating to internet porn your Testosterone will rise – According to this article, Testosterone is slightly higher when abstaining from orgasm. And it does rise slightly during sexual activity—before dropping back down to normal. Having sex with a real life girl increases your testosterone while having sex with your hand and sitting in front of a computer with 5 different pages open decreases it. I don’t need a science article to tell me that, I know it to be true from experience.

7) After you stop masturbating to internet porn you will become calmer, more rational, and less anxious – Again, straight from the horses mouth. Check out the link below to see all the positive results guys are getting.

8) You will become more attractive to women – Let’s assess the situation. Who do you think women find more attractive? A) Guys who spend their time in the dark, jacking off to endless streams of porn, finish after about an hour, take a nap, finally make it out in the sunlight (or not) and can’t even look them in the eye. Or B) Guys who don’t spend their time playing with themselves for hours, are full of testosterone, not having spilled their precious seed twice that day, have a deeper voice, and have the ability to make eye contact.

Easy answer.

9) You can stop getting viruses on your computer- Viruses are a pain in the ass and can sometimes take days to deal with. Most computer viruses come from porn. Eliminate the source, eliminate the virus.

10) If you can’t believe me, then take the word of these gentlemen who beat their addiction to internet porn and reaped the benefits – There are 90 pages worth of positive results. I’ve only quoted from the first few pages:

“I really like where I’m at now. I am so much calmer. I am losing my rage and anger which I am glad about. I have found out that the temper I had was linked to this addiction.”
“Social anxiety was the problem I faced right from my childhood. (I was too much interested in science, unlike normal kids, so I always had a feeling that I was not “one of them.”) I experienced huge improvement in my confidence and selfassurance since cutting out porn. I have more energy now and I am exercising daily. (I never did before.) I now perceive myself as a self-assured, successful guy, rather than some introverted jerk.”
“Daily exercise and porn abstinence really seem to help. I am enjoying my new lifestyle now. In contrast, after I started watching porn, my social anxiety was boosted.”
“I’ve noticed the longer I stay away from porn that it’s easier to talk to them [women], flirt and get into conversations.”
“One week after quitting porn and masturbation I met a new girl, which even a month ago would have been unimaginable to me”.
“Another thing is the extra attention I’m getting from the opposite sex. I’ve never really had a problem talking to girls and they’ve spoke to me in the past of course, but it’s incredible how often girls start random conversations with me now! At a recent wedding I went to, for example, there were few people on the dance floor and I decided to get up and have a dance with my aunties. Then all of a sudden I was surrounded by women who were all grabbing me and wanting to dance with me! I’ll be honest; it felt good to have that attention!”
“It’s amazing how much of a difference there is. I’m a lot less nervous, more coherent, confident, everything. It really does feel like my real personality can come out.”
“The effect on my social life keeps getting better. I’m finding it really easy to talk to people, especially women. Someone made a comment to me the other day at my salsa class. Something like, “You like to talk to the ladies, don’t you?” I didn’t even notice because I was having so much fun but, when I think about it, he was right.”
“[Later] I started doing push-ups at work with some of the guys. When I started out I was at like 15 push-ups, and I was struggling. Well today is the first time I have been able to do them with these guys since I have gone 60 days with just a couple orgasm/ejaculations. They were shocked at how many push ups I could do. They all commented on not seeing anyone increase from where I was at about 2 months ago to what I am at now. Today I did 200 (not all at one time ). Maybe not superman but a big improvement in a couple months.”
“The other is the way I carry myself. I walk with more confidence. I feel better about myself. I do not feel like isolating myself as much as I did in the past. Well actually the longer I go without porn the more the desire to be with a woman is increasing.”
“[Later] Today is day 50 without porn. My body has healed very well. NO ED problems or weak ejaculations like I suffered from just a few months ago. So giving up porn and fantasy and going without orgasm (mostly) for just this period of time has made big steps in healing the damage I had done to myself. I also learned that I have gone far enough that I can recover my peace of mind a little more easily after an ejaculation.”
“When I do semen retention for 2 weeks, I notice these benefits: 1) Face looks radiant and energetic (I may get occasional double glances from girls in shopping mall or street) 2) Expression looks carefree (not struggling for more energy, or not worrying about negative stuff) More natural confidence without needing to adjust thoughts. 3) Voice gets deeper and more charming (This, strangely, makes both men and women like to talk with you.) 4) More positive thoughts (The negative thoughts that used to bother seem so minor and irrelevant – I can ‘get over’ issues easier.) 5) More calm emotionally and easier to control myself 6) Exponential increase of stamina and physical energy/strength.”

Sounds like the guys quoted above had other social problems in addition to porn addiction, but even for the Average Joe quitting porn and masturbation has real benefits. Keep your precious seed for yourself. Don’t give it away every few hours while taking the drug of internet porn. Let the confidence and the testosterone build up inside of you instead of spilling it every day. And when you do give it away, give it to a girl and not a kleenex. Winners don’t spend their time jacking off. Of this I am sure. Try it for 30 days and see for yourself. You may just like the results. I know I do.

To the 'so called' Native American Indian who feels it is perfectly acceptable for Illegal Aliens to Not only be here ILLEGALLY, but (obviously) feels that they should be given the Key to the City, simply b/c they are Still here... What part of ILLEGAL do YOU Not get? Yes, other people came here, many years ago, and once it become a Settled Colony, there became Rules and Laws. There is a REASON why ALL nations have Laws and Rules, and regardless of whether You believe in them in or not, they MUST be followed! If you were to board a plane and go anywhere outside the USA, YOU would be expected to Follow the Laws and Rules of wherever you are. This is the 2013, and the Laws regarding Immigration have been in place, in this Country, for MANY years! BOTH sets of my Grandparents came here, to the USA, and when they boarded the ships that brought them here, they came through Ellis Island...knowing that there may be chance that they would NOT be accepted, and knowing that, they would have LEFT if they had been refused entry to this country. Thankfully, they were accepted, and they the Minute they got here, they LEARNED TO SPEAK ENGLISH! They did NOT expect ANYONE to learn Their language! They Immediately got JOBS...they did NOT expect Anyone to support them (be it in food, rent, etc). They felt that by accepting Assistance, it would be demeaning, and would make them appear weak and unable to get to their "Dream" of being a Self Supporting AMERICAN! You see, here's the difference...These ILLEGALS are NOT interested in being AMERICANS, the way my Grandparents were. For my Grandparents, that was the Ultimate dream come true...to BE an American...NOT an Italian American, or a Canadian American, or a German American...JUST an American! However, with these Illegals, they don't give a flying a Fuck about being an American...they are simply here SUCKING THE TEAT of Americans, and DRAINING us DRY! They have NO American Pride (note All the Mexican flags in their illegal cars, hanging from their mirror). As for them wanting to work...the vast majority of them send their earnings BACK to family members in THEIR own country...(Meaning: they are NOT spending it HERE to keep OUR economy going)! And, as their driving Illegally (no insurance, no registration). WHO do you think picks up the tab when these Illegals have car accidents? WE DO! (be it in the form of OUR insurance rates going up, or in the medical services that are needed that They can't pay for, b/c they are NOT insured). WAKE UP, Chief Foot in your Mouth! The fact that you claim to be a Native American, means nothing...you are supposed to be AMERICAN! And, when some group of people are Destroying America, then ALL Americans' need to band together and PROTECT America! But, maybe your brain just doesn't get that... So, when YOU have to start learning to speak Spanish, I hope you remember this conversation...b/c even then, your status won't mean Shit!

Master was i really that bad? Or it’s just because my Master can and He loves making me suffer and i love suffering for Him oh and yes hate in same time.. it really torments me when I think i was bad but Master knows it challenge me as well.. and yes i love our fucked up ways.. what it doesn’t feel good at all and i get all blurry and desperate in other ways than playful and desperate in sexy emotional way is when I think my Master might drop His pet.. you never know with His nature.. well that makes me sad and stupid because i don’t want that path to stop.. i don’t want stop working I want to be better and better in pleasing my Master, Devil and my Lord.. yeah fun is empty without You and so is masochist attempts.. interesting thing with it unless you have Sadist to lead and guide through it it doesn’t satisfy the thirst.. grave is not the grave unless there is Master and Sadist to keep you under then pick you up.. I just don’t want my Master to stop and I just want to know He didn’t.. please don’t use against me if there is a bit tasty mercy in You.. the idea of stopping is painful harsh.. the torment You do to me is desperate, teasing, drive me nuts, tormenting, insane, tasty, hate and love, challenging and self reflecting 
my Lord holds all the power that didn’t change for a bit and the desperation to have attention of His can really make a chaos
and yes i am crawling for attention and yes slave cares for walking the path that much that desire makes her insecure.. its also i interesting thing, Master owns your insecurities and lift you up or put you down in same time he likes confidence and how does the slave have confidence when she is always a beggar and never really knows how much her Master wants her 
p.s. I know my Master likes when i smile 
its hard to smile :/ when he owns that to

OK, lets see who's paying attention.

Who likes the new Motherless layout?
I'll be one to say that as of right now I am not a Fan.

I remember when it came out, I was like "Nope" and switched to the Old Version. I recently cleared my Cache and Cookie and when I came back it went to the New Version. Instead of switching I decided to give it a go, and think about what like and don't like.

First. I feel that the Community aspect of the site is being pushed played. Comments are now at the bottom instead of to the side. When it comes to YouTube I ignore comments. But here at Motherless I feel it adds to the experience. I used to be a user of Adultspace way back when it was trying to be an adult "MySpace" but the community there fell apart. When I checked on the site some last year, Adultspace had become a pay per access hookup site. The lesson here is if we want to make the best of Motherless we need to communicate constructively with Admins.

Back to the new layout, Spacing feels weird too. Like everything feels really spaced apart but by making Images and Thumb nails smaller. Just not accustomed to that yet.
Speaking of spacing, its a standard thing, Facebook has it, YouTube has it. but with the Content in the Middle I have like 15% of the screen empty to either side. Really who still has a Square monitor? It's time Site developers start using that wide screen real estate.

The Shouts section is new, and it's interesting, yet, repetitive. content has a Shout Button, which in essence you hit it and it says "Hey, look at this, I think its cool." thing is, for everyone who hits it, seems the same content gets repeated as you scroll down.

Also looking in groups there are navigation buttons Home, Left and Right. this is great. Ways to Invite Friends to a group. Also a couple of cool new features.

I will continue to explore the new version. We should expect that the old version will eventually go away. It doesn't make sense to maintain to different code base. As a programmer my self I know this. Maybe it's an aspect of my age, but I'm going to verbal with constructive criticism.

You guy chime in what do you think of the New Site layout version?

I have a fucked up confession to make. I found out recently that my girlfriend was a swinger in her past relationship. However what she told me and how she described it wasn’t much of a “swinging“ situation, more of being used as a sex toy by her ex.

Her boyfriend had got a promotion and won a trip to Mexico. After a long night of drinking and being presented with multiple awards at a Ceremony. He suggested Drunkenly started to hit on a slightly chubby woman who was there with her husband. Without consulting her, he invited the couple back to the room with them. When I was hearing this I was pretty shocked as I’ve always thought she would go pretty far sexually but She Is a shy girl I and pretty self-conscious about having small breasts and a very large behind. When she is very drunk though she starts to realize her “ass”et and has been known to pull up her skirt in public so I’m not surprise she allowed her boyfriend to pick up a couple but she said she did not find either the Girl or her boyfriend he picked out attractive. Her boyfriend didn’t care and invited them back anyway. Once back in the room her she said Her boyfriend just sat down in in a chair and whipped his dick while the unattractive guy and his girlfriend started to undress her and pull her into the bed. She said before she knew it she was face deep in pussy while getting fucked by a guy with a small dick from behind very aggressively. She describe the experience as overwhelming but She said she wasn’t having any fun and didn’t feel right. At the same time she was clear with me she Never told them to stop or that she wasn’t enjoying it. She says it that got much worse when the guy invited her boyfriend over for a “sandwich.” She then starts crying as she describes “I didn’t know what to do or what a sandwich was, But as I watched as he told his girlfriend to mount mine boyfriend. She obediently jumped on his cock leaned forward And whimpered as her boyfriend and mine “sandwiched” Her.
After a very short minute or two it was her turn she told me she didn’t know what to do but did just as she was told and after being double penetrated for a Long minute or two could feel the humiliating warmth of hot strange cum in her bum.

After this story we had sex and I’d be lying if I didn’t say I’ve been turned over and stared at that asshole thinking about her being used.

I am 24 and male. I confess, that I got my asshole violated and loved it. I always liked girls, but now I know that I have an asspussy, so maybe I need to reconsider some things.

I don´t want to bore everybody with all the details about the background story and how it happened. I found my self in a room with a bunch of guys and they decided to rape me. They wanted me to suck their dicks and threatened me whit a knife when I refused to do it. I didn't want to get hurt, so I basically gave in from then on. I got on my knees and started to suck cock. After a few minutes, when everyone was rock hard, one of them said something like: While we are at it, why not fuck his ass?

While undressing me, they noticed that I got an erection from giving head. I don´t know why I got hard from sucking their cocks, I really didn't like it at that point, I just concentrated on doing it. Well long story short, they started calling me a faggot and gave me a girls name. At that point there was no holding back for them, my lack of resistance and the obvious signs my body gave, made them believe I wanted all that to happen. Well maybe subconscious I did.
In addition to the girls name, they decided it would be kinda gay if they fucked a dude. So one of them went to the bedroom to borrow some panties and makeup from his girlfriend. They sliced the panties open, so my asshole would be accessible when I ware them. Then I got some lipstick on my lips, but not like you normally would apply lipstick, they just smeared it across my lips and cheeks. To finish it of I got a cowgirl hat, to cover up my male looking hairstyle.

They all laughed at me and told me what a pretty girl I am. I felt completely helpless and humiliated, weak and robbed of all my masculinity. Not that I think being weak and helpless is a feminine trait, but at this point, being in this situation I had no choice, other than feeling feminine. Being male just wasn't an option. I looked down on myself, saw my, now limp, cock in those panties and couldn't resist to think how cute those panties look on me.
One of them noticed that I went limp and said to me he knows exactly what I need now, to get in the mood again. I was told to get on all fours, so I did. He told me to crawl over to him and suck his dick, and I eagerly did. While I was sucking his dick, one of them started to lube my asshole and fingered it for a bit. I tried to relax my hole as good as possible, because I didn't want it to hurt. It sounds illogical, but when you push like you are taking a dump, its easier to take things up the butt. After figuring that out, he had no problems fitting two fingers in my ass. He then spat on his cock and pushed it against my hole. I guess my ass was a bit gaped after he pulled out his fingers because I tried to keep it as lose as possible and he said to some of the other guys: "Look at that greedy fuckhole!" one of the others said: "She is a real talent!", while saying that, he got in front of me and pushed his cock in my face. I switched to sucking his meat and continued to rub the other guys cook. The lipstick was all over my face. At the same time the guy behind me pushed his dick in my asshole. He was very gentle and slowly pushed his cock deeper and deeper with every thrust. Once he was balls deep, he took up a decent speed, but not to fast or hard. I kept sucking and started to produce muffled moans. They where right, it seemed to be what I need, my cock was hard again.
"I am going to make you feel like a real girl! Do you like to get fucked in your cunt?!" I had my mouth full of cock, so I didn't answer right away. The guy fucking me slapped my ass really hard and said: "I am asking you a question you stupid bitch, answer me!" The guy I was sucking pulled back, grabbed me by the chin, made me look directly at him and said: "Answer him! Do you like being fucked in your cunt?!" before I could answer the guy behind me started to orgasm, he suddenly started to pound me real hard and fast, my whole body rocking back and forth from his thrusts and him pulling me back on his cock. The guy holding my chin now screams at me: "Answer!" and whit every thrust from behind I get out one word at the time: "Yes-I-love-to-get-my-ass-hole-fucked!" He finishes whit one last hard push and pulls out. I feel cum dripping out of my ass. Then he says, heavily breathing: "Thats not your asshole you fucking slut. Thats your pussy from now on, a girl has to have a pussy. Do you understand that?" I answer "Yes...i do". One of them slaps my ass and says: "Good girl. Now beg us to keep fucking you."
So I am kneeling there on all fours, cum dripping from my hole, running down my leg, I am still stoking one guy with my left hand, feeling waves of bliss floating from my asspussy through my whole body, feeling the relive of being nothing else as a peace of fuckmeat. I stop to stroke the cock, I lay down on my back, spread my legs as good as I can and start to finger my dripping hole. "'Please fuck my asspussy, make me feel like a girl, pleeeeease. I want you to fill me up whit cum! I need your cocks, please make me cum!" I started to stroke my hard cock throgh the panties while fingering my cunt. One of them closed in on me: "You gonna get what you need until you cant take it anymore!" he pushed his cock in my greedy hole and started to fuck me, he fucked me way harder than the guy before, it felt amazing. He then slapped my hand away from my dick and said: "Stop stroking that ting! You can´t jerk off with a clit like that. Girls don't always get to cum. If you can´t cum from getting your cunt fucked, you don´t get to cum at all."
From then on I got fucked in every position I could imagine and some I couldn't. After hours of fucking and cumming I was covered in their lovejuice, my panties drenched in sweat and cum and my pussy was gaped. It was heaven...

I have a mind fuck of a confession. I've been coming to this site for over a year, which seemed like a place to explore my sexual side at first. That eventually turned into opening up and sharing my interests and creative sides with others. Maybe I was looking for something that might or might not be there, I don't know.

Maybe I was looking for human contact in a way that I could not find with the rest of the interaction and other relationships in my life. I formed a few friendships that I found more fulfilling than some of my in-person friends.

Over the course of the past year, my life went through a rise and fall, culminating in a grand-scale depression that caused me to lose my job and push my family away. When bad things happen to me, they stack up and hit me simultaneously or in succession. And this year seemed to continue on a nasty down-slide that made we start to question myself on so many levels - self-worth being one of those things.

Things seem to be starting to change. I'm getting interviews, and I met someone who has changed my outlook on life. She has become such an integral part of my life in so short a time it's scary, and it freaks me out so much. I have not known her that long but I have told her some things that I never told any of my friends or family. I've opened up to her in a way that I have not opened up to anybody else in my life, ever.

In the last several years, I've become a person who does not feel comfortable letting people get too close. I hang around my best friends for a while before pulling back. I spend time with my family for some time before retreating and letting the momentum die. As for relationships, forget about it. After my first girlfriend, who put a wall up around herself and threw me out of her heart, I turned around and did that to the next girl. The girl after her, as brief as that one was, severed those remaining heart strings of mine, leaving me unable to fall for anyone in spite of attempts. My thirst had dried up, and my emotions were declared dead. In fact, throughout 2011, my emotions were further ground up as my depression amplified. The rest of my life fell apart, and I started to wonder if it was all worth it. I looked for answers and ran out of questions while none of the others were answered. I started to wonder if 2012 was my final year.

But lately, I feel like I have been slowly coming back to life. Job interviews, reconnecting with emotions, and finding this person becoming so much a part of me that it is scary and wonderful at once. Part of me wonders if I could actually fall in love with this girl, even though I am afraid to pursue the matter in my mind. Part of me is saying to be careful, while the rest of me wants to get to know her even more.

Another snag is, she lives nowhere near me, which really, really sucks because I could fall in love with her so easily if I let myself. And if there weren't two states between us, among other complications... my heart can only wonder.

Maybe it's a strong infatuation, maybe it is a prelude to something deeper and more significant, I cannot say at this point. All I really know is, I like where things are going, even if it scares me. In spite of being scared, I haven't felt like this in a long, long time. In fact, I have never opened up to a person like this in years.

Lost, confused, excited, enamoured, whatever it is I am feeling right now, I just had to share it with somebody.

So my friend who i met at uni introduced me to this lass young pretty thing from the chilly west at first we were all fun and games then it happened i chucked in the sex talk and fuck i'm a bedroom dom so obviously this girl turns out to be a fucking sub .

long story short her husband is a prick threatening to kill her if she leaves him n shit so i coach her for one whole week i supported her and made damn sure she wanted out.finally she makes the confession to him and pushes the split

so after all this shit dies down i find myself curious we'd been messaging when my friend wasn't online and i just poke in with a I'd love to see you on cam some time...

at first shes nervous i get her to do some pics and a vid this shit is going lightning fast by the weekend i've got her beautiful body in front of me dripping wax at my very command up and down her legs just once she gets ahead of her self and i direct that candle over her pussy and watch as her face takes on the most erotic intoxicating looks..

my issue is i think i'm straddling a dangerous boundary due to how close we have gotten in such a short period of time but at the same time i'm engaged to a girl who can't take or facilitate my kink oh and to make things better my friend orchestrated our meeting that little cunt knows how i am with girls (i surround myself with girls and flirt with the shy quite ones something about it really gets me off)...and he put a damn sub in front of me i mean seriously your asking for trouble :p

so i've got two beautiful women in my life at the moment im planning to visit my sub when she's cooled down and split from her other half I think i've decided if it's going to work then I am going to do it properly i've only met one girl in my history who's made me feel that ignition of excitement and cocktail of emotions

my partner at the moment admitted she likes to watch but i don't want her jelous streak getting in the way of me having a real relationship i've contemplated trying to coax her hand towards polyamory i know the sub is open to it damn what do i want :p

It's good to be bad...so damn good

About three years ago I went through a bad divorce and had to move back in with my mom and step dad. One thing led to another but my step dad and me began having a sexual relationship. At the time I was feeling low self esteem and lonely so it was a nice distraction. My mom works and my step dad is retired so we would have sex while she was at work and when she was home we would avoid each other so she wouldn’t have a clue.
It took me about a year and a half to get back on my feet so I started dating again and moved out on my own. So I told my Step Dad we need to end the sexual relationship. He wasn't happy but agreed.
About 4 months ago it started back up when I need his help financially with a few bills I was behind. We have a unspoken agreement he comes over once a week we have sex and he gives me some financial help. I am able to date and he doesn't care if I do.

We are nudists.

When we started dating, he was into that, and I followed him. I used to be very self conscious, I was never a beauty, nor slim, but my breasts were always the center of attention. It took me so much time to get used to the looks, and occasional guys making me feel uncomfortable, but over time, I got used to it.

Then, we got married, kids came along, and we stopped it for a while. I got fat, and could not stand my own reflection in the mirror. Our sex still was, and is, really good, we tried everything we thought of, and experimenting was never strange to us. But I felt bad about myself. That lead me into the world of fantasy, thus, I found my way here.

Last summer, we finally got some alone time, and decided to go to a beach, for old times sake. I thought no one would even look at my direction, since i got pretty fat, and only upside was, that my boobs got bigger.

I was wrong. I grabbed a lots of attention. Earlier, there were instances of men, "adjusting themselves" near me, and god knows what else, but I was always looking away. This time, there was an older man, sitting on my right, with his legs opened, partially covered with a towel. He was full on at work, when I turned his way. Me from before would, just turn, or look towards the ocean, but this time, I looked at him. This, obviously helped him, since he was finished very, very fast.

After the beach, I had the best sex of my life, with hubby. It feels good to feel sexy, and wanted.

Sadly, that one day was the only one we could muster, but this year, we plan on going for a full week mini holiday.

The thought of that, makes my juices going.

Hi, i like to confess that i some times, in the shower put my finger in my ass, sometimes 2 fingers.
I have fucked my self with something bigger than my fingers.

I like the feeling when something is in my ass, and in the shower with my fingers, i come mutch faster than normaly.
i did it when i lived with my ex-girlfriend, when she didn't know.

I told her that i was in to that, but she don't want to finger me or let me finger my self when i was with her.
But that not bad, she was realy prude.
She was almost into nothing, that's why i fingerd her while she sleeps and almost put my dick in her.

Love feeling my cock deep in my ass i cum so much  amateur self fuck and self sucker here love it wud love to cam while ye watch

OK strange confession I am not sure any others have posted anything like this. OK first off, I am David and I am 36 and single at the moment. My confession starts around 4 years ago when An old school friend Mark emailed me out of the blue, I had not seen or heard from him since we were both 20, back then we were both players and were always picking up girls and even sharing them. But we lost touch after he moved away for work. So when he said we should meet up I dropped everything took a few days off and went to meet him at our favorite bar from years ago. It was still early in the afternoon and the bar was almost empty except for a pretty red head woman. I got a beer and sat down to wait for Mark to my surprise the red head got up and came over to me, said hello and smiled I looked at her and I couldn't believe my eyes because the closer I looked it dawned on me, this sexy looking woman was Mark! I didn't know what to say but he/she sat down and told me the story. He had always felt he was a woman and since his family we were well off they paid for the operation and he had been living as a woman now for 10 years. All the years I had known him I never guessed he was like that, true he always had that fem look and was a real pretty boy, but all the girls loved him and he did have a very big cock too.
We talked for a while and was really very surprised just how OK I was with it all, that and I couldn't take my eyes of her breasts, something she did notice. We got a little drunk and I said we should go back to my house, In the taxi and I still have no idea why but as she sat down my hand went to her ass, she looked at me but didn't move. We got to my place and I poured some vodka and told her to make her self at home, I went for a pee and when I came back she was naked. Again I was speechless but she said she knew I really wanted to see so thought she would save time. And if I didn't know she had had a sex change I wouldn't have been able to tell. and to my surprise my cock was getting very hard, I took off my clothes and when my cock bounced out she didn't wait she grabbed it and took it in her mouth and my god she was so good at it. After a few minuets I took control and bent her over the couch I fucked her hard first in her pussy ( I have to tell you it felt the same as any pussy I have ever fucked) I shot my cum and she fell forward It was then she kissed me. We ended up fucking again and I think after that we fell asleep. I woke the next morning she was sleeping next to me, I was feeling a little confused but OK with it.
I made breakfast and she walked into the Kitchen still very naked came up behind me and kissed my neck. as we had breakfast she told me that all the time we hung out together all those years ago she really wanted to fuck with me but I said she was a guy back then and I dawned on me why he would pick up a girl and pretty much always call me and we would share her. She got dressed and we decided to meet up again that night.
We went for a meal and Mandy (Mark's new name) wore a sexy black low cut dress that was so short, she said she wore it because it was the sort of thing that used to attract me years ago. She took me to a bar I had never ever been to before, A gay bar, I thought It would be weird but I really had fun, and she suggested we find a third person for that night, not maybe I was stupid but I thought she wanted to find a girl, like we used too, But she got talking to this guy and she told him about the sex change and then about wanting a third to join us. We all ended up back at his place and were soon naked and I have to saw I was quite a turn on fucking her as she sucked his cock, we took turns at doing both, I was laying back on the bed and I felt a hand on my cock I looked up and saw Mandy holding it but they guy ( still cant remember his name) lowering his mouth onto my cock, They both licked and sucked me till I shot a load of cum into his mouth. Mandy came home with me and I was wanting to fuck her again but she said she was sore and I would have to use her ass so with a fresh tube of lube I fucked her ass hard and fast.
Over the next few months We became a real couple but always every few weeks would find a third to join us, sometimes a man sometimes a woman. Then my little sister came to visit, she didn't call ahead first and walked in on us just at a point where you cant stop and saw me explode all over Mandy's face. She excused herself and we cleaned up and went to join her in the kitchen, she said sorry but I told her it was no big problem and wasn't the first time she had walked in on me over the years
and I will tell you more later because I need to go to work

i want live i don't want to watch porn again it is killing you and me we are killing our self i know our lust make us feel that there is something missing or there is a A lack of personalities but yes we are humans we will always feel that wanking is an addiction and addiction is a disease which is destroying our life ... let it and do not come back to this sites .. do a one good thing in your life to your self , your parents or your friends be strong and beat your flesh desire for ever . maybe i say that because i just masturbated yesterday :) but i know that this is my desire goodbye and i hope i don't come again like every time :)

I confess that I harbor a great deal of shame and guilt.
It all started when after Columbine (yes the school shootings). I was there and I was shot at. Before I go any further, it's important to note that some of the people who were killed were people that I grew up with. If being shot at isn't traumatizing enough, seeing people who you knew since kindergarten get shot to death is something that I wouldn't wish onto my worst enemy.
I feel very guilty that I didn't try to help anyone. I looked after myself. I even told myself that they wouldn't help me. I later found out that some of my classmates who got shot were shot trying to help other people. I wanted to reach out to the families but I felt so ashamed over my self-preservation thoughts. I feel like a horrible person. I feel like that I should have at least gotten shot. It has gotten worse over the years. No one understands what I've gone through. I even feel guilty for feeling bad.

Hello fellow perverts as well as completely normie people who just happened to run into my post by some bizarre coincidence. Today I'd like to talk to you about my formicophilia kink which is the use of insects, bugs and other small creatures such as worms and snails for achieving sexual pleasure. In my case, it's all about ants and snails.

In my post I'd like to answer some questions that are likely to spring up inside your head on learning that someone could be into something this strange and bizarre, namely:

1. How did it start?
2. What does it feel physically?
3. Can it result in an orgasm?
4. Is it safe?
5. Isn't that some form of animal abuse?
6. What does it feel like to be into something like this?
7. Am I actually attracted to ants and snails?

So let's start with the beginning. There wasn't a single moment in my life leading up to or proceeding the discovery of my formicophilia fetish when I'd think "wow, these bugs are so sexy, want to have sex with them". Nope. It all came down to simple curiosity. On one sunny day probably back when i was still a teen I just happened to look at a random trail of ants and asked myself a very important question: "What would it feel like to have my penis bitten by an ant?" By that time I was already very cold-headed about sexual stuff and by that I mean, I wasn't particularly bothered by the fact that the thing I was considered doing could be viewed as crazy, disgusting or anything like that. I was like "it's just some ants, whatever". I should also mentioned that prior to this moment, I probably didn't even see any formicophilia related video on the internet and I had really no particular expectations. I was certainly allowing the possibility that I'd end up completely disappointed.

So, being a determined to satisfy my curiosity I collected some common black ants into a small jar and soon after that I found myself with the tip of my penis stuck halfway into the jar. The ants started to bite my glans almost immediately and... it felt ok. Nothing too painful but nothing spectacular either. It was however good enough for me to realize that there may be something more into this.

After that I started experimenting with new species, including ants that are bigger as well as those that sting. As you can probably guess by the fact I'm still into this, the results were much better. How much better?

This leads us to answering the second question and let me start by saying that nothing has ever brought me so close to the tears of pure joy in reaction to a physical pleasure as having my penis bitten in just the right way by a single ant, less than one centimetre in length. I kid you not, when that happened I realized that everything I knew thus far about my sexual organ and how sensitive it is was false. It was like I unlocked the next level of sensitivity in my penis and everything I experienced up to that point was just a boring warm-up. It's the sort of experience you just want to share with people, telling them that everything they thought they knew about the world thus far was wrong...

But ok, that's an extreme example, it happened only a handful of times and didn't last long enough to make me cum which is very unfortunate.

On average though, it's still an extremely pleasant and stimulating experience. You know, ants have mandibles that are riddled with small, sharp, pointy spikes and it's those spikes that are so amazingly good at stimulating the nerves inside the sensitive tissues of human erogenous zones. When they bite, it's like you're getting pinched in a way that's design to bring you as much pleasure as possible.

As for the stinging ants, these that I tried hardly bite at all and it's all about them stings. And let me tell you, they're just as well adapted for bringing humans sexual pleasures as the biting species. I don't consider myself a masochist and I'm very pain averse, but the feeling produced by having my glans stung by a red ant is nothing like pain to me. It's just a pure pleasure spilling all over my organ, activating all the nerves that normally stay dormant. It takes just one sting to give me a ranging erection and cause my penis to drip pre-cum uncontrollably. It also turns up my sensitivity levels all the way up to 100 making everything else feel better too and not just for a moment but for days so even the regular masturbation with my hand becomes a much more intense experience.

Now, you may be wondering can biting or stinging make mu cum on it's own? The answer is a resounding yes, at least when it comes to biting. I already mentioned that one example of being brought to the verge of orgasm by a single ant but who said we have to limit ourselves to just one ant. Unless I'm in a very remote area which I know no people ever visit, in which case I may decide to have some fun out in the open, I usually collect ants from an anthill into a plastic bag and then take them to my place where I usually apply them one at a time making sure they're all biting nice and deep. However, on at least one occasion I decided to stick my penis inside that ant filled bag (filled may be an overstatement, probably less than 20 ants in there) and within less than two minutes, their bites made me cum, completely hands-free (no skin pulling at the base or anything like that) without any prior stimulation. That was sweet. As for the stinging species, I've never came just from the stings but it felt really close at times. But to be honest, I still haven't experimented with all the possible variations just yet, for example there is this one species with which I only ever played outside but perhaps if I brought it home and was more strategical about application the results would be better leading to an orgasm.

As for the safety, I think there is essentially nothing to fear. Ants are pretty clean animals because the safety of their colony depends on there being no fungi or parasites. Also, the species that I use are too small to possibly break the skin.

The biggest risk is probably overdosing that is, using too many ants at the same time which can be rather unpleasant. I did make that mistake with both the biting and stinging ants. In the first case, inspired by one video I've seen posted here on Motherless, I literally put my penis on top of an anthill that was swarming with ants but that quickly proved to be the wrong choice as instead of getting bitten, my dick got mostly sprayed with formic acid and since I've got no kink for that, it wasn't fun. This ended up with some skin peeling off of my penis. Just to be sure though, that was a very superficial damage that didn't really cause any real pain or discomfort, it simply looked a little bit ugly for a couple days.

As for the stinging species, turns out filling up my shorts with angry ants wasn't such a good idea and after a couple of steps my dick and area around it was in a very serious pain.The swelling and itching that followed was also rather unpleasant. Here I should note though, that swelling only occurs when you overdose the stings, you can actually take quite a few without any noticeable swelling, especially to the glans themselves. I also tried getting my nipples stung and there wasn't much swelling to talk about either. Not sure what the effects on the clitoris or labia would be but it can't differ too much.

So yeah, if you let the horniness take over, you may suffer a little bit, but that is probably applicable to all sorts of sex related activities. Of course, there is also an issue of potentially being allergic to certain substances in ant's venom but that goes for everything too. I should also stressed that after all the times I played with ants, there is no visible scaring, loss of sensitivity or any other unwanted side effect.

Ok, so now let's talk about snails, like the one you see in the picture attached to my post. First of all, how did I get started with snails? Here the reason is a little bit different as I was already into formicophilia by the time I learnt about using snails for sexual stimulation and it all started with some random videos I found on the internet. If you type "snail porn" into google and search by pictures, or videos you'll find the links the the same videos that were inspiration for both my kink and eventually led me to post my own content.

My first attempt was with a very tiny garden snail with a shell probably 1.5 cm long. After seeing giant snails used in those videos I mentioned earlier, I had little hope of getting much out of it but boy, was I wrong. Almost immediately after placing the snail at the base of my penis I started feeling something stirring up inside me and the higher the snail climbed alongside my frenulum, the more intense the feeling was. I was basically at the verge of cumming but for reason I don't remember very well now I decided to remove the snail from my skin. Had he crawled over my skin for just 5 or 10 extra seconds, I would have ejaculated for sure, hands free at that.

However, for the reasons I'll discuss later I wasn't feeling comfortable using wild snails found outside plus I really wanted a big snail on my penis which in turn led me into getting myself some pet Giant African Snails which in case you're wondering, are very easy and cheap to maintain although if you're living in the States, they're illegal there since they're considered an invasive species. Fast forward to today and I'm using my pet snails for sexual stimulation regularly.

If I were to describe the feeling I'd use adjectives such as wet, messy, relaxing, subtle and gentle. In a sense giant snails are the opposite of ants because where ants apply a very concentrated pleasure into a very small area in a pretty sudden manner, with snails, it's all much more spread and sublime.

Perhaps the biggest testimony of how nice it is to have their smooth bodies tightly glued to my penis is the fact that they make me cum on a regular basis and all it takes is for my to hold my dick slightly at the base. The lovely part is how gradual the buildup towards orgasm is while using them. When it comes to sex I live by the rule that it's always best to do things as slowly as possible and snails are just perfect in this respect, in fact they may be better than anything else I ever tried.

Now, as far as the safety is concerned, the reason why I opted for pet snails that were born in captivity is because upon doing my research on snails prior to using them I discovered that they can actually carry some parasites. Pretty much all articles I've read indicated that the only mode of transmission worth worrying about was a direct digestion of the snail itself but I still didn't feel comfortable letting the slime of a wild snail drain down my urethra so that's why I chose to keep my own snails instead. This pretty much ensures that they can't come into contact with any nasty parasites, and in case there were any, they'd die, since snails are merely intermediate hosts.

I bet there will be some people claiming that it's still dangerous but for me personally putting a snail on my dick seems much safer and hygienic than eating raw meat, letting a dog lick my face, or engaging in anal sex that can literally result in feces being forced down the urethra.

Now you may thinking that "wait a moment, isn't that some sort of animal abuse?!".

Let's start with ants because in their case the matter is basically settled already. Ants are simple insects and according to science they're unconscious, little, biological robots programmed to survive and reproduce. They do not have sentience. An ant has no conscious desire to live or to avoid pain, it's just acting according to its evolutionary programming. Ants are in this sense no different than grass or viruses or even plastic toys really and the fact ants are alive has no influence here because life is not a magical property by any means. In other words, you could just as well argue that stepping on the grass is also an abuse and thus immoral.

With snails, the matter is almost equally simple because despite being much bigger in size, they don't have brains and they're believed to be unconscious as well. Is there like a 0.0000000000001% chance that maybe my snails do have some sort of primitive consciousness and they don't like when I'm putting them on my dick? There may be. But it would be ridiculous to suggest that I should respect that probability so much so as to stop using them because by that logic, that is, if we agreed that even the tiniest risks (in this case, the infinitesimal chance that my snails are feeling some sort of primitive discomfort) should be considered more important than the benefits (in this case, giving me, a human, a conscious being a great deal of physical pleasure) we'd live in a perpetual state of paralysis unable to make any choices. Furthermore, it's not exactly possible to force snails into doing anything because if they're really unhappy, they can simply hide inside their shells or refuse to stick to a given surface. So it's probably safe to assume being on my penis isn't exactly the end of the world for them.

Lastly, I think any person attacking my fetish on the grounds that it's immoral or unethical should first have a look at the real source of animal abuse which is the meat production. Most people eat waaaaay more eat than they need to survive or to stay healthy even though they have access to and can afford switching to a green diet. They just like the taste of meat or are too lazy to change their habits. What I'm trying to say here is that if you're fine with your friends eating meat even if they don't need to, and you think that's fine, then you have absolutely zero grounds for thinking I'm doing anything wrong.

But it's not that I think I'm doing something that is merely less wrong than the thing someone else is doing even if that other thing is worse by many orders of magnitude (commissioning the killing of a cow with a high capacity for consciousness vs putting a snail, an organism with probably no capacity for consciousness on a penis). I don't think I'm doing anything wrong at all.

This brings us to the last question which I think people may have which is how I feel about my own fetish. Do I feel guilt, shame, would I get rid of it if I could? Or maybe I'm somehow proud of it? The answer is, it's alright. I'm not proud of something I had no real influence over, I didn't choose to enjoy having my dick bitten by ants or covered in slime by snails. And I don't feel shame or guilt. Like I said, I don't think I'm doing anything even remotely wrong on moral terms. I also don't think it's dirty or disgusting, I think anal sex is genuinely much more gross than whatever I can possibly do with ants or snails. And I wouldn't get rid of my kink even if I could. How would that even look like? Suddenly they'd make my penis insensitive to the bites? That sounds more like making me objectively worse off.

It does feel a little bit nice though, knowing that I'm experiencing something that so very few people in the world have the opportunity to experience. The fact it's such a taboo and forbidden fruit arguably makes it even more hotter.

We're nearing the finish line so let me just stress once again that I do not feel attracted in any way to insects or snails. I never look at them in a way that is similar to the way I look at attractive women. Instead I view them more like object or tools, similar to the way I treat sex toys. Yes, they're alive but that really isn't as important as some people think it is. Being alive simply means the machinery is working and can produce new machines. The relevant part is consciousness and capacity for it which both ants and snails lack which means it justifiable to treat them in the same way as inorganic matter. When i discovered that ants and snails can be use to achieve sexual satisfaction it was like when I first used a fleshlight or a vibrator. I didn't fell in love with those toys, it's just that now I'm aware of what they're capable of. I'm saying this not because I think actually finding insects attractive (if there even are such people) is something to be ashamed of but to show, that you can use and enjoy them regardless of that.

Actually, I'd lie if I said I didn't think that people should give formicophilia a try. At the worst you'll get to experience something unique, at best you'll discover a new form of pleasure that will be at your disposal for the rest of your life. I'd especially recommend formicophilia to all BDSM people. If you guys and girls enjoy beating, crushing, strangling, whipping, piercing and all these other things, then I see no reason why you shouldn't enjoy playing with insects, not just ants, but I think ants are the best and perfect for beginners. In general, any self-respecting sadist or dom should consider using ants on their partners.

Lastly, let me also note that overall I'm just a guy, I study, I have a functioning family, friends, as well as many other hobbies and interests. Formicophilia is just a small part of who I am. I mention this because all too often kinky people are viewed with the assumption that their kink is what fundamentally defines them, that it's somehow their essential characteristic and everything else is just build on top of that. But that's just pure nonsense to me. If you meet me in the real world you'd never guess what I'm into unless I just told you. The same applies to all people.

I hope that proved at least somewhat interesting. Feel free to ask me questions regarding anything, especially if you're unconvinced by anything that I wrote. And if you want to see more examples of formicophilia in action, feel free to visit my profile since I'm going to upload my stuff regularly, for the foreseeable future.

I'm a long time motherless supporter, this will be my first entry and judging by your responses it will hopefully not be my last.
So this is my confession, my mother married a man with two daughters who are completely different in every way. The first we shall call her Natasha (Tasha) she was blonde 18 and extremely beautiful blond tight young body perky tits tight tone ass and legs, big blue eyes and straight blonde hair and a over all perfect sister very quite, shy and not the type to be open up about anything sexual. Then we have Natalie my second new step sister she's is 20, blown haired. Big blue eyes same body as her sister she was they type of sister that had no problem talking to me about sex and people we've fucked in the past she actually seem to bring up the topic more then I did. I had drove to pick up Natalie from a abusive relationship and gave her comfort in staying at my house for a while. At first she didn't really open up to me. She would cook a meal then return to the room which I provided for her. I figured this is normal. One morning mid summer I started my Harley and came back inside quick to grab a new cd to listen to on my way to work. I opened my bedroom door to see Natalie standing in my room with only a towel on. I asked why she was in my room, Natalie replied I was looking to see if you were leaving. I thought nothing of it and replied yep enjoy your day sis ttyl. She smiled and said ok see ya later. That night I brought home a girl we sat and watched a movie Natalie joined us in the living room. The girl I brought home and Natalie seemed to hit it off and were giggling and enjoying the movie. I how ever was getting more and more in the mood for much more then a typical sit with my sister and watch a movie Friday night. I reached across my date and grabbed a blanket covered us so that I could hopefully reach down my dates pants and play with her pussy. I was met at her jeans button and was stopped. My half hard cock returned to its prior state and upon finishing the movie I walked my date out. I returned from walking her out to my sister in a sports bra, basketball shorts that hardly covered her butt cheeks. laying under my blanket. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a drink and returned to seeing her shorts on the floor at the foot of the sofa. I gulped very hard and to my shock and surprise my new sister asked if I was still cold. At first I didn't even think about the fact of how she was seemingly asking me to cuddle with her under the blanket. I replied nah thats ok I can grab a blanket from the hall closet. She insisted she didn't want to fold up two blankets we could just share one. So I sat up on one side of the sofa and she laid across the rest. We started another movie and I shut off the lights thinking she would or I would end up asleep soon. We had both fallen asleep with in the credits or shortly into the movie. I woke up to the Dvd play / menu options and a song playing over and over. I blinked twice then noticed something odd, my sisters sports bra is now on the floor as well. I knew this maybe the only time I get this perfect chances to see my step sister naked as she slept. So I slowly stood up and slowly tugged the blanket down just to see her perfect perky tits. I wanted to see more so I slowly tugged again she started to move a little so I gave up and grabbed the remote and shut off the tv. I was about to walk into my room but though about it and figured I could rub one off while sharing the sofa with her. My cock began to get rock hard as I thought about stripping off the blanket and fucking my new sister. I had never had sisters or brothers growing up but this made me extremely horny. I sat back down and pulled my jeans down, then my underwear down... and she starts to move she grabs the blanket and pulls it back up over her tits. I sit there and pretend to still be sleeping when she sits up looks over threw the darkness towards me. She slowly feels around for the remote or possible her cell phone when all of the sudden I feel finger tips on my leg slowly moving upwards. She isn't looking for a remote or cell phone shes sitting up right and reaches across my leg and finds my rock hard cock. FUCK ! I am busted. Natalie slowly reaches her hand out and grasps my cock and I hear her mutter "Wow" then she lays back down still naked and now with out a blanket on her at all. I feel the sofa moving slightly and then realize Natalie is playing with her self right next to me.. I pause for a second and think should I "Wake up?" or should I just stay "asleep?" I let go for about 2-4 minutes then I start to move she quickly tries to cover up so I grab tight and yank the covers tight so she cant cover back up. I look over towards her and said something like "Natalie I thought you were going to watch this movie with me?" She replied "I passed out, sorry... restart it!" I reached over and flipped the tv on and the bright TV nearly blinded me, I than asked her, "are you going to stay awake this time?" She, giggled. I looked over and noticed she had her legs still uncovered and her little freshly shaved pussy was just sitting there exposed and waiting... I didn't know if this was her doing or just a accident so I started the movie and she said her back hurt so she moved her head onto my lap. Again I could feel my cock start to throb. She noticed my hard cock with out a doubt, but said nothing. I laid my arm over her body and my hand on her ass. More for a comfort thing than a sexual thing at this point. So were into the movie and I start to fall asleep again. When bam I wake up and notice my little step sister Natalie has my cock in her mouth. Shes sucking my cock so good I was about to cum rather quickly. I wake up and she looks me dead in the eyes and said to me I've been waiting for this since the first time I met you. I smiled and said me too. She went back down and let her mouth sallow my cock. I slowly started to pull the blanket she still had across her back off and noticed she was on all fours with her ass in the air and sucking my cock. So I reached down and started to play with her tits then reached all the way behind her and started to rub her pussy it was fresh shaved, tight as fuck, and wet very wet. She let out a small gasp when my finger went inside her young pussy first. Then I grabbed her hips and pulled her closer I was about to wear her pussy on my mouth for hours. I laid her down an slowly started to kiss her nipples and move downwards. I reached her beautiful pussy and stopped and then went face first into heaven. She put one hand on the back of my head and pulled my tongue inside her I ate her pussy for about 20-25 minutes when she stopped me and said the sexiest thing I've ever heard "We can't tell anyone, ever!" I agreed she continued to enjoy my lips kissing her and my tongue licking her. I have never ate so much pussy and didn't want to stop for anything. I paused and looked her in the eyes and asked her how far she wanted to take this. She said we should problem stop now. For now... I smiled and agreed my cock was still hard as fuck and I had to cum soon or my balls were going to turn blue and explode. We continued to sit on the sofa for a few move minutes until I couldn't stop myself I stood up and stepped in front of her and pulled her head towards my cock she smiled and said, "I thought you didn't like it that's why I wanted to stop, I figured I freaked you out." I laughed and replied with her putting my full cock back down her throat and gasping for air every time she pulled it out. Then again I pushed her backwards and lifted her young tan legs up in the air. This time I wasn't going to eat her pussy this time I was going for more.... If you liked this entry and would like to hear move make sure you comment and I will return. Thanks - FYI I have a few entries to submit including the good sister isn't so GOOD after all and how that happened. Also where we are now ;) Stay Continued !

The first time I went to her place. And she invited me there without ever meeting me expressly to have sex. She was wearing this little yellow romper. She looked so sweet and blonde in the sunlight. I'd say she was only maybe 5'1 in her bare feet and 90lbs, just a slip of a thing. She lead me inside and we talked for a few minutes and smoked a little weed and petted her giant, but sweet dog. I remember the way her blue eyes flashed when she said " wanna go to the bedroom" it was like I had been waiting all my life.

We went in and she was out of her jumper in an instant. Before I could even register it, and she had that Black lingerie from the picture cross crossed on her beautiful body. Her pierced nipples glinted in the sunlight, and for all intents and purposes, I fell to my knees before her. She put one foot up on the bed (which was on the floor naturally, she was 20 after all) exposing her pink labia to me. I hard other things in mind first.

I took her tint foot, size 6, in my hand and lifted it to my mouth placing all her little toes inside easily. She balanced on one leg and moaned as I licked between each little toe. Having sated my desire for the moment I kissed up her leg to her glistening vagina and gave it my first experimental lick. No one will ever convince we she tasted of anything but ambrosia.

I guided her hips down onto the beg and with her legs in the air, I began to explore her folds and under her hood. She began to moan so loudly she was covering her own mouth. The window was partially opened as her air was out, and I have to imagine any passing neighbor could tell the little blonde was getting her work rocked.

I lost count of how many times she came. I'm good, like real good at that, but she was so responsive. She pulled my head up and kissed me, deeply like a long lost lover. I remember then we had to pause. She body was shaking all over from cumming so much and so hard. I may have just been so inspired by her.

After a rest, it was her turn to give me oral, and she pushed me over onto my back. Watching her take me in her mouth was something unreal. Actually everything was hard to convince my self this wasn't the best POV scene of all time. She movers slowly but not too slowly, went deep, but didn't stay there, got it wet and messy, but not so much that it got gross. While she didn't make me orgasm (never happened to me from oral), it was near a religious experience.

From there, she slipped her leg over me and slid me inside her. Seeing this goddess ride me rock back and forth with the length of my cock buried inside her. I hope it is one of the main things that flashes before my eyes before I die. She rocked back and forth getting louder and louder til she came again, evidence by the wetness that dripped down my balls.

Quivering again, she rolled off me with her legs open and gasped "get on top, I need you in me". If she had a need in the world I would have done it for her. If she had asked me to do murder or burn down a forest, I would have given it serious consideration at the moment.

I crouched between her legs which she held up and placed her little feet against my chest. I began to slide I inside enjoying every single inch as it disappeared inside her. From this angle, my cock looked half as wide as she was as it streached her open. As I began to glide in and out, she put her other foot which I hadn't sucked to my mouth and I eagerly let her dart her toes and wiggle them in my mouth, and as she did I could feel my inevitable orgasm building.

I took her toes from my mouth and spread her legs open leaning I to her sweet small body. I had never felt anyone so diminutive under me, And I looked down locking my blue eyes with hers. I croaked out, likely something about cumming or it being soon and she put her hand on the back on my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. When I came back up she said it to me, "cum for me daddy"

I may be 43, but I look quite a bit younger so I don't get the daddy comparisons as much as I would maybe like. In fact this was the first time I had ever heard it, and I think I heard it all the way down in my balls because they almost instantly emptied spraying her insides with cum.

After we laid there and she rolled a joint while laying across me. We smoked it and I ran my hands across her naked body. As when she finally moved there was a big spot under her where my cum had leaked out and looked under her. She let me take some pictures of her feet for myself which I will share a couple of and a couple she sent me.

We had a few other magical occasions, always kind of the same, like I was her boyfriend she loved. It felt like love. The true girlfriend experience. I will never not miss her

S&M
There is a part of us
that isn't quite alive

while showing the bright side
her hidden darkness emerged
when I tricked her into hurting herself

she would say come on trick me, tick me, trick me
and I would tell her
Count Dragool with tube fingers would take her slow
if she hit her self hard across the mouth
and she would scream to Eden
bash mashley thrash me
I want the men with red tridents
and ding dong tails too
while she watched my eyes like surveillance drones as if a great confederation of cocks marched towards her

certainly not painless
but the pain of an addict
who knows all to well the pleasure of the needle
first the little sting and then the great oooow
of becoming eaten kingo flinks
and potato chips
by the pussy arts master

she is butter on the stove
im the rare drug
a Do Do bird beaking flesh
a cold hard penetration
she a yielding intricacy of complications
a bald Rapunzel
feeling under abused til now
with black crow lips and jumbo bangled earings
like a long jangling math problem that ends
with a big O
O popping grapes
like pink flower hysterical nipples
popping co co pops
on a singing red bed

her limbs a yawing stretch
of insanity sane
her body a torn zipper
being yanked up and down

a frenzy of crying blasphemies and knotted kisses
dancing the bend over
cha cha cha

Hello

I was just wondering if anybody knew site that are similar to Motherless? I am not been disrespectful, I am just curious as since Ive been on motherless its opened my eyes and now I am more curious than ever about "strange" lol things that go on in this world. I have read that the site has "cleaned its self up" over the last year? and I would just like to push the limits abit further.

Feel free to PM me any links

I hope there is more sites like this place
Thank you for your time

I confess, If it wasn't for my sister id still never of had a sexual encounter, Im still a virgin but she gives me blowjobs super often, Im a 25m with big anxiety issues (mainly about my small dick) We was both smoking weed one day, she blurts out "god Im so horny I want to suck a dick so bad" without even realising I said " I wish I know what one felt like" she looked at me, asked if I ever had a blowjob I say no, she thinks im joking, she realises im being deadly serious and she was like "why not?" and I said I just feel self conscious about my dick size and she was like "let me see it" and she started to try and pull away my shorts, she eventually does, she was like "oh my god its so cute" (I was basically crying on the inside because she knows how small it is now) I get hard from the embarrassment. She was like "its getting hard for me shame your my brother or id totally suck it" and I was like "you would most girls that have seen it have just laughed" and I guess she felt bad and told me to lay back and started sucking, I have a few blowjob vids if anyone wants them, depending on the response ill post them tbh.

It was back in the days of CL, where horny guys like me could post ads and find a side chick with ease. I found it was easy to do if you worded things right. I’d always get a few nibbles from real women looking to fuck. My insatiable hunger to fuck was barely satisfied from my home life, and my marriage was deteriorating because my wife lost interest in sex (hormonal issues). Wife eventually got the medical attention she needed, but she’s the one who opened up the marriage so that I could “go have fun.”
I’d post multiple ads, honest with my intent, “Married man looking to creampie you.” Turns out there is a lot of women out there who absolutely love getting seeded. I’ve been with all kinds of women, black, latina, and white. Usually, if the woman was overweight, they had a lot of issues and were very self-conscious so it was very easy to get in their pants. Not that I was a chubby chaser, but it was pretty much a guaranteed lay if she was fat.
This story is about Linda. Linda was (and probably still is) a nurse. I posted on CL just to see what was out there and I caught Linda’s eye. She sent me a photo of her standing in front of a bathroom mirror, showing some cleavage. I responded back that she was very beautiful, and I thanked her for sending me the picture. We emailed back and forth, I sent her my picture and she thought I was attractive so we decided to meet at a public place just to see if we were a match.
I met her in a park the next day after work. She was a very hefty woman, probably well over 350lbs. Linda was wearing sunglasses, and a long dress, and she had red lipstick on. Even with all of that, she wasn’t pretty to me at all. She took off her glasses, and I understood why she had them on, she was trying to hide that her eyes were misaligned, she had lazy eye. My mind was fighting itself, pussy is pussy, but she was definitely someone I could easily pass up sexually.
“Let’s get a hotel tomorrow, ok?” She told me, and leaned in for a kiss. I froze for a second, and then decided to go for it. Now I don’t know if she was playing a game, but when my lips met hers, it was just a standard kiss, she didn’t even open her mouth for my tongue. My tongue pushed through her lips and her mouth opened and she seemed shocked, like she’s never French kissed. Her tongue wasn’t moving, she seemed like she absolutely didn’t know how to kiss. I pulled away.
“You ok?” I asked.
“Yeah, I’ve just never been kissed like that,” she said blushing. I had my doubts, and didn’t believe her.
“Your husband never French kissed you? You never had a boyfriend kiss you like that?”
“Not like that, no.”
We parted ways and she said she’d pay for the hotel room. The fucked up part is that she lived pretty close to my house, literally 4 blocks away in the same neighborhood. She said she responded to the ad because it was near her and it peeked her interest.
The next day I left work early and headed to the designated hotel, I texted her telling her I was there. She texted me back with the room number, and that she was nervous. I didn’t respond back, just headed to the room, knocked and she opened the door.
She was wearing a red teddy, of which I could see her tits through it, her girth prevented me from seeing her pussy. I had second thoughts, of which she might have picked up on. Linda clenched my arm and ushered me to the bed.
“You can fuck me anywhere you want,” she said trying to be erotic. We started kissing, I removed her teddy and started fingering her. She had a nice soft bald pussy. I went down on her, but had to push some of the layers of fat up as she spread her legs. She moaned my name as I licked her and then told me, “I want you in me!”
She bent over doggy style, spreading her legs. Her ass wasn’t really anything to speak of, a bit flat. I seen her asshole puckering up at me and thought of giving it a try, but slid my cock inside her pussy. It was nice and warm. I started thrusting in and out, letting the tip barely escape before jamming it roughly back in her. She was wet, so wet my balls were soaked in her fluids and it was dripping down my leg. I pulled out and circled her anus with the tip of my cock, and she backed into it. We didn’t have lube and she wasn’t relaxing her anal muscles, so it was a losing battle. I got rough, and pushed as hard as I could trying to get inside her ass, she clenched the bed sheets moaning. The tip popped inside, and I began pushing deeper in her shithole.
“Oh, go slow, slow…” she moaned, gripping the sheets of the bed.
I don’t know what got into me, but I started thrusting my cock balls deep into her ripe ass. My hard cock was pulsating as I increased speed, slamming into her ass cheeks, watching her fat move in waves to each of my thrusts.
“FUCK!” she screamed, “Hold on!” I pulled out and she ran to the washroom. What followed was hearing her taking a massive shit, gaseous noises and all. Even with the door closed and the bathroom fan on, the odor was unbearable. It was nauseating and atrocious, I was thinking of getting my clothes on and leaving, but my cock was doing the thinking for me.
“But you didn’t cum in her yet,” my cock said.
“Dude, have some god damned standards bro, she’s ugly,” I told my cock.
“Pussy is pussy, when she comes back out, cum in her and then we can go.” My cock throbbed.
“Asshole,” I told him, “Such an asshole.”
She came out of the washroom apologizing, “I’m so sorry, it’s been a while, next time I’ll make sure I’m prepared.”
Linda laid down on the bed, spreading her legs, “Your ad said something about a creampie? Momma needs her cream filling!”
My dick, “See?”
I mounted her, stuffing my cock inside her pussy and started pumping. I closed my eyes, but then decided to look down at my cock going in and out of her. Her arms pulled me down for a kiss, her hefty tits wobbling as my pelvis met hers. Honestly it took me a while to cum. I hammered at her cunt for a good 20 minutes and finally my seed burst into her. Her fat hands gripped my ass pulling me deeper, and I released all I could inside of her. I rolled off of her, and laid there for a bit, she cuddled into me, thanking me.
I got dressed and she started making plans for our next encounter. I met her about three more times and then broke it off. It wasn’t that she was fat, it’s that she just wasn’t my type at all. I’ve banged fat chicks that were totally hot as hell, but she was just not attractive to me at all.
She was disappointed, telling me that she thinks she’s in love with me, but I told her that I didn’t have the same feelings and just wanted to go my separate way.
I’ve fucked at least 5 different women from CL, fell in love with one – but those stories are for another time. I wrote this story just to get it off my chest and get it out of the way. I have to confess she was one of the worst fucks I’ve ever had.

you come in take your cloths off no need to be coy your a slut your here to get fucked you dance a bit bounce those tits a bit

you know i'm hard you know why your here you get on all fours and crawl up to me you undo my pants your self you want this you know this is your job

it pops out at you you grab it looking me in the eye knowing your a slut feeling the whore inside you suckle the tip you lick the shaft you slide my cock down your throat you try to be slow you look me in the eye and try to play coy again but you know this is the beginning and your cunt and ass will be well used

your teasing and i don't like that i grab your hair and shove my cock balls deep in your throat you gag you cough you knew this was going to happen and you want it just as badly as i do if not more
down again and a gain shoving more farther your mascara is starting to run that's what you get you whore

a slut is not a slut unless she gets used and that's what you came for

you swallow 2,3, no 4 loads you slut you lick it all clean of course you do your a good little cock sucker arn't you

well the pre show is done your pussy is dripping its been like that sense you got here it shows you to be a whore its begging to be filled like the cum dumpster it is

i lie down this is your work you like up your sopping wet cunt with my cock you slip it inside its a bit much for you to take a bounce or two and your good your cunt as been aching for this this is the one you like it makes you feel like a slut to see your tits bouncing you know your blushing you love it tho in your mind all you can say is wow i am a slut

this is good but you know i want more you had your fun now its min turn i dig my claws in and pull you down deeper harder

you gasp you hold your breath you bite your tongue you hold it in but you love it you know this is what your body is meant for its going to be well used by the time i get done

up and down up and down harder and harder before long your doing it your self pounding your self riding me hard like you know i would and know you love more then anything

you go as hard as you can more and more faster an faster you collapse you don't think you can take any more but i'm not done yet

i grab your waist spread your legs with mine and use my chest and leg to thrust you shriek in shock and a little discomfort you already came and this is too rough and just not fair

...ok i'm done now time for the finale you weakly meekly sit up on all fours your gasping out of breath

you don't like this part it hurts and your tired but in the back of your mind your pussy still drenched and full the cum you can still taste on your lips you know you love it you know you want it it makes you hot it makes you want more

this is what makes you feel used this is what makes to feel like a slut but you love it you'd never say so but you do

i go into your ass my cock easier to slide in from the spit and cum you cry out it hurts that's true no other way to say it but the pain makes you feel proud you can take it it makes you more of a woman

i grab you ass grab you legs your not going any ware i have you where and how i want you you cry you beg tears well up you know it dose no good just don't let him see you say in your mind don't let him know how wet that makes you how much you love your ass getting slapped how even the very real pain makes you so hot you blush

i'm pounding your ass your crying your yelling you swear you hate me it's only making it worse

your so glad i cant see your face your tongue hanging out your tits flapping around god you are such a whore you keep telling your self this is the last time you can't do this any more

you feel my cum gush out in your ass its so warm so good it floods your body it makes you warm it makes you happy a smile curls on your lips and for a wile you bask in it it feels so good its so warm you love it and it makes you proud you know so few woman can take it like you can your a real woman you know how to fuck

is this you ... do you want this to be you ... message me and maybe it can be

Mand
I meet a girl at work..coworker. and we became fuck buddies and friends... .and to my surprise she let me cum in her tight lil pussy.. she had an implant for birth control. ..so she said it was fine .so I came in in her every time we fucked ...once I filled her up so much and then out off now where her sister knocks and says....we had to go to the store with her sister for a pregnancy test...that slut sexy lil thing too ..and she just hopped off my dick and her shorts where next to her. .the type they give you in high school. . .real short ..and we left ..for the store. .she drove and her sister was on the passenger seat ...and I'm in the back..when when get to the store my fuck toy gets off first ..then me ..and last was her sister...her sister took a bit to get off...so we waited .didn't think nothing of it. She took her sweet ass time getting off.. ...so we go in and while we brows the Isle and she got her test ... my fuck buddy wanted to buy some things for her self. .so she left me alone browsing ....and her sister walks up to me and says ......"hey taste this and she pulls her index finger to my mouth. .I didn't have time to see what it was when she just forced it into my mouth ...she just give me a lil smirk and says did you like it ..and Tells me... that's the cum that .manda left in the seat of her car when she got out....I saw it ozzing out of her pussy she says. . ...she still had her finger in my mouth. .I smiled and took her hand out of my mouth and grab her so fast and tight .that she was just surprised and I kissed her ...forcing my tonge down her throat. .like she did to me..and ND and it felt like an eternity for me but it was only just 30 seconds..I grabbed and squeezed her ass and played with her pussy thank good she was wearing sweatpants. .I fingered her . I separated from her and I smiled...bitch... she had made me taste my cum along with her sister..and now she had all that in her mouth. .she dint swallow it right away she kept it in her mouth until she paid..I know because she was choking on it .the cashier was talking to her and she spoke and said yes. To my surprise and then she made a slurping sound ..it wasn't loud. But her sister heard it ..and made a comment. .and ...are you OK. .you sound like your practicing sucking dick ..said it just like that.. and I exploded with all my horny_ness..and she had to swallow it at that point ..she gave a quick look at me and said no I'm just hungry. Mouth is watery. ..she just laught. .we headed home ..and as soon as we got off I stayed back to look at the seat ..and holy shit it was alot of cum that was ozzing out ..a wet spot the size of my fist. I wonder did she pick all ilof it up or did she lick some up..I got in side and they where both in their rooms..so went with my fuck buddy .manda..if you didn't get that..I kissed her and I waisted no time ..I took those shorts off which btw where soaked. ..I left her shirt on..I kept kissing her knowing what I had done. With her sister..cum in my mouth now in hers..I ramed my cock deep in her pussy fucked her in her bed .for a whole 1hr..held my cum till I couldn't anymore I shot another load of jizz zz in her womb. .I knew her sister heard us fucking . We were loud as fuck..I hope she did at least.....and I'm pretty sure that she was enjoying it..later that evening we began to drink ..the actually like to drink on a random night. We all got pretty messed up...but funny thing is that her sisters knew I was just fucking her..nothing else...well I fell asleep in the couch and she.had left for her room in the night ..so I was there with her older sister. .the other one was younger. ..so I just feel a hand on my dick. .I didn't open my eyes right away. .she took my dick out off my shorts .and she just dug right in ..started to suck my dick..I started to get hard a while she started to suck harder. .I finally open my eyes and I see her sister ..dick in mouth and loving it..I grab her head and I start to face fuck her.. so loud that she made me stop. .she tried kissing me but I told her no and pushed her mouth down my cock. .till I came in her mouth. .she slobber my cock so much I think it was to much cum.so for her...big sister had done it better..

Post pregnancy pussy. My wife put on a solid 50 pounds while pregnant She was self-conscious about her body for awhile. We made this video a couple months after when she was feeling sexy. She’s lost a few pounds but is still too chubby for my liking. You can see I’m still enjoying her fat ass when I reach around and jiggle it and spread her asshole for the camera. Who wants more?

My orginal post: https://motherless.com/V78277CB

I confess that I am still a closeted sissy hoe. I remember those times I met up with guys through sni ffies a few years ago and wish I could have gone more all out. I wish I could have had a whole hotel room for myself for the whole weekend, dolled my self up as the hot, sexy and whorish female I always was supposed to be and found myself the nicest biggest alpha cock to come and pound my beta bubble butt. 

Here is a video of me crossdressing once more to express my feelings of desperation. Let me know your thoughts/what you would do to me. Feel free to reach out ;)

One night I love to remember was when I was about 12 yo and was laying in bed with my mom in complete innocence watching a new Friends on the tv. While we laid there she would rub my head while I lay in her lap and I would swap out to rubbing her back. But at this age I was becoming very sexual and in a discovering stage. I had began spying on my family around the house, watching under the door with a mirror while they showered, etc. Anyways, on this particular night my mom fell asleep while in the bed with me still rubbing her back. I turned off the tv and laid there anxiously for what felt like eternity just softly rubbing her to a deep sleep. After her breathing was heavy and regular I began working her shirt up her back. I laid there for at least 15 minutes get aroused by the smoothness of her back. Eventually, I worked her shirt so high that her fake breast held it back. I grazed my and over the top of her shirt to just graze her breast. Instead of bras she chose to wear baggy tshirts constantly so i could see her nipple through her shirt. I lightly grazed it and rubbed in the particular pattern.

This got me so horny I had to pull out my dick and start rubbing it. It was so hard to not just finish at this point but I was determined to take advantage of my heavy sleeping mom while I had a reason to be in her bed alone. After a bit of teasing myself I went back to the goal of getting a boob out. I gripped the edge of her shirt stuck on the edge of her boob. The extra skack from her being on her side allowed me to manuever a single boob out eventually. I went crazy I was so scared to touch it that I light rolled my palm across it. At this age and unexperienced I almost lost it again.

After a few moments of regaining my self I just sat up and stared at it. I rubbed my hand over the top of it and lightly squeezed. I got so turned on feeling the between her breast with a light sweat in the middle. I stuck a single finger between her breast and just moved it around. This turned me on so much that I began touching myself while rubbing her boob.

After awhile I stopped and took and break to make sure she was fully asleep. Her bedroom had a bathroom connected and I waited im there behind the door peaking throiugh the crack at her. I rubbed myself just to just watched her sleep with her shuirt pulled up. My moms boobs were about a D and fake so they were perfectly formed with a dark brown always hard nipple. My mom is a workout nut so her body was always stunning even at her age at this time of ~45.

Based on yalls interests more to come. Real but obvisily no pics because at this time digital cameras werent even close to what they are now much less phones or anything else. Everything I saw was from her window and my eyes adjustment to the darkness.