Are there any guys/gals who simply want everything, just like me? It doesn't matter if I call you a whore and fuck your ass raw with another guy inside your pussy. I don't mind whether you lick my feet or choke me with a plastic bag. We can vomit on each other and then I'll beat you senseless but you'll shit on my face and we suck your boyfriend together. With a chill pissbath and a joint at the end. I want to try having pleasure in everything I can think of. Anyone feels the same? Disagrees? 0 answers?

I was invited to a party last weekend at a friend of a friends house. I went thinking that I might meet some new people. I wore yoga pants and a sweater with a bra that showed plenty of cleavage and 4" heels. At the party there were two black guys (40ish) who showed me a lot of attention. We talked and laughed about many things; and, there was the usual touching of arm, shoulder, back, and occasional brushing of hip and ass that falls short of groping and I don't object to. Anyway, the party was kind of dull and one of the black guys (Marc) commented that the party needed a strong dose of weed. I laughed and agreed maybe too enthusiastically. So they started talking about weed, saying that they grow it in their basements and that its really good stuff. They said they used black magic, which I thought was a joke, and laughed not knowing that its some kind of fertilizer. People were arriving and leaving to go elsewhere; and the other black guy (Thomas) asked if I wanted to come over and try some of his weed. He seemed like a decent guy; but,, I asked where he lived because I didn't want to go to a seedy part of town. It was in a decent neighborhood so I accepted. I didn't want it to look like we were leaving together so I suggest they leave and that I would follow 10 minutes later. When, I left, Marc came over to my car and said he would ride with me and show me the way.

Thomas had an average size 3 bedroom house and offered me a glass of wine when we arrived. Then he brought-out a plastic bag full of weed and a couple of pipes. He packed and lit one and passed it to me. I took a short drag and it was strong and good. The second drag was longer and made me feel very comfortable. He lit the second pipe and passed it to Marc. We sat on the couch passing the pipes between us. Of course, I was in the middle so I got more than they did. We laughed and talked and their hands found my thighs and brushed my boobs as they passed the pipes. The talk gravitated towards sex and they complimented me on my hair and boobs asking me if they were real. I said they were and Marc squeezed one to check it out. I didn't object so Thomas squeezed the other one. Both were caressing my thighs with one hand and feeling my boobs with the other hand when not holding a pipe. Weed always makes me horny and the caressing was making me feel it. One would kiss me on the lips while the other would lift my boob from my sweater and bra and suck on my nipple. Then the hands on my thighs moved to rub my pussy. Soon, they lifted my sweater over my head and I reached back to unhook and remove my bra. The hands returned to knead and squeeze. Then a hand went into my pants under my panties and a finger penetrated my pussy. I stuck my tongue in the mouth that was kissing me, lifted my ass, and started to pull my pants down. They helped me remove them along with my panties. Then they pulled their pants down to expose their rigid cocks. I took a long drag on a pipe and held it in for a few seconds before exhaling. Then I went down on Marc's cock. I licked and sucked on it with all the enthusiasm of the cock worshiper that I am. Sucking cock is something I really enjoy and I always try to be the best at it. Thomas was doing an excellent job on my pussy with his mouth and fingers bringing me close to an orgasm. Then we switched so I was sucking Thomas and Marc was playing with my pussy. Then we went to one of the bedrooms and Thomas got between my legs and started fucking me. Marc knelt next to my head and put his cock in my mouth. Thomas fucked me in different positions until I had an orgasm. When he was ready I told him to do it in my mouth and I swallowed his cum. Men usually get turned on when I do that and Marc immediately got between my legs and started fucking me with a fury. He was slapping my ass and brought me to another orgasm. He kept going until I had a third before he came in my mouth. Then we took a break to have a drink and smoke more weed. Marc asked me if I did anal and said that would be next. They both fucked my ass and then dped me. They gave me 6-7 orgasm that night before I passed out. I woke up the next morning in-between them. During breakfast, we exchanged contact information and I went home feeling fulfilled. :)

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 have one really weird fantasy. I arrange a meeting with a femdom and the course of the meeting. I know what awaits me. This part before I get to her, is the most exciting part of all. I feel a lot of excitement and fear because i know what is going to happen. When I get to her, she immediately ties me to a table, bed or floor. She makes me ejaculate.
 At this point, I am sorry and aware of the mistake I made. It’s that second part of the fantasy when where begins the non-consensual part of the session. Now, she starts his work. She starts torturing me with electricity, smothering me with a plastic bag or hand, sitting on my face so I can’t breathe, waterboarding. I beg her for mercy, I beg her to stop, I changed my mind. I will do anything to stop it. But she just laughs and goes on. I got what i wanted.

I have one really weird fantasy.

 I arrange a meeting with a femdom and the course of the meeting. I know what awaits me. This part before I get to her, is the most exciting part of all. I feel a lot of excitement and fear because i know what is going to happen. When I get to her, she immediately ties me to a table, bed or floor. She makes me ejaculate.
 At this point, I am sorry and aware of the mistake I made. It’s that second part of the fantasy when where begins the non-consensual part of the session.

 Now, she starts his work. She starts torturing me with electricity, smothering me with a plastic bag or hand, sitting on my face so I can’t breathe, waterboarding. I beg her for mercy, I beg her to stop, I changed my mind. I will do anything to stop it. But she just laughs and goes on.

 I got what i wanted.

Im looking for a video that i saw a whiiiile ago. It's this couple making an amateur sex tape of themselves in what looks like a hotel room. At first there's like a plastic bag kinda blocking the camera so they stop fucking to move it. And right as he's about fuck her, he's putting lube on her. she says not to just throw on her and he does it anyway. Right while she's asking why he did that, he starts fucking her and she cant finish her sentence because she's enjoying getting fucked. This is an URGENT request. I haven't been able to find the video after that !

I confess,

I was fucking myself with a empty jar and it exploded inside my ass. I spent about 10 minutes pulling the shards of my asshole making sure there was nothing left in there. There was so much blood and it hurt really bad.

I have managed to shove some paper towels up there with disinfectant which stung a lot.

I have not eaten anything for 3 days, just sugar and water because I don't want to be taking a shit while my asshole is cut open and bleeding.

I don't know what to do or how long I should leave it, it still hurts. I have to sit on towels and plastic bags because blood leaks out although not a lot now.

What should I do, if it doesn't get any better soon I'm just gonna end it fuck my life.

I want to confess... I'm a 53 year old married guy. My wife's 21 year old daughter from her first marriage lives with us. She's not much of a looker, but she's still a 21 year old pussy. She keeps her bedroom pretty messy, with clothes all around the floor. Sometimes when I'm home alone, I'll go into her room and go through her clean and dirty panties that she leaves around. I'll jerk off into the crotch. I'll get naked and rub my cock and balls and ass over her pillow and sheets. This past weekend as I walked into her room to make myself cum, I saw a pair of gym shorts on the ground with a towel and a plastic bag. The towel and the shorts were soaked. SHE'S INTO PEEING HER PANTIES!!!!!! As soon as I saw this I knew what she must have been doing. She peed her pants right there. And probably fingered her pussy and clit until she came. So I did what I do. I knelt over her shorts and I rubbed my cock in her pissed pants. I let my cock pee right on the crotch of her shorts into the towel with her pee... then I got hard and made myself cum on her shorts and her piss, and my piss..... WOW!!!!! I so want to set up a cam to catch her in action.

I used to play tickle games with my younger sister when we were growing up.

I learned to masturbate at 11 years old and from that moment on, I was hooked. I loved jerking off and was always trying to find different ways of making my jerk off sessions better. I experimented with sticking my cock into various openings, wrapping things around my cock and using different lotions, gels and oils to make my jerk off sessions feel better. I resorted to using our vacumn cleaner for awhile, and even tried jerking off into plastic bags filled with my little sister's hair setting gel. I used fur lined gloves and then discovered a rabbit fur that was around the house. There weren't many slippery items around our house that hadn't been splattered with a good dose of my jizz.

I confess I like to steal my friends/buddies gf's/wives/family members panties and sniff them (if they're dirty - my fav), wear them, and jerkoff with them on my face, sometimes I like to cum in them too. I've taken everything from thongs by VS, panties by VS, arie panties, generic thongs and panties. I've even stole a top (I cd every once in a while).

Today I stole my buddies sisters(she's in college and a hottie) superman panties. Thankfully they were dirty(tho not enough). I'm sniffing them right now. They weren't stinky enough to smell her ass or her pussy (she's an incredibly clean girl). They were the only underwear I could find in her room. Should have gone and got one of his moms thongs (she's smokin too).

Last weekend I was in another state for my cousins wedding, and I got to stay in my cousins old room at my aunt and uncles house. she had been home for her brothers wedding from college and left a suitcase there on her floor. I looked threw it and found a nice lacey thong that was dirty. I threw them in my shorts pocket and went to bed. All the next day on the way home I fingered them in my pocket, getting hard in the back of the car. When I got home I smelled em and they smelled great! Her ass smelled so divine, and her pussy had leaked out onto her thong and left some crusty bits I sniffed for probably 20 minutes straight! My cousins really cute and for the first time I beat off to her, god damn I came so much!! lol. It's not the first pair of panties I've taken from her though. Awhile ago, she had a family emergency and had to go back home earlier than expected, and left her bag at my house. I immediately went through her stuff and found a nice pair of panties, I still wear em every once in a while.

One of my buddies fiance has caught the brunt of it though, I've taken 4 of her thongs ( all dirty, two of em smelled like she wore em for a week, ooooooooooooo) and jerked off in another while they were gone and I was at their apartment.(That was a nice pair, with a nice white bow on the front) One pair of her panties had a bunch of her dried up juices all over it, and I still haven't worn that one yet, I still like to rub it on my face! Another pair of hers has a bunchhhhhh of dried juices on it, but I'm not so sure its all hers. I think she took a creampie and put em on, because there was just so much dried up thick stuff on the green pair. I also think this pair was REALLY fresh, like within a day. I got hard just looking at em and immediately smelled them. When I got home I licked em (pretty) clean and jizzed all over myself thinking about my buddies jizz and his fiance's juices mixed and in my mouth, awwhwhwhhw. SHE has a GREAT smelling ass, and she's smokin hot too. I like to wear her thongs when I go over to their house, lol. all her thongs were Hanes tho, they were kinda cheap cloth thongs, but they still feel good.

A few weeks before the wedding I went into my friends room while she was at the pool with her kid, and my buddy was taking a shower. I found a pink thong sitting on a chair kinda underneath some clothes, and I smelled it really quick to see if it was clean, and it wasn't! So, being full of adrenaline, I stuffed em down my pants (didn't have any pockets) and went and watched tv. Deciding I couldn't take a chance and I didn't want to get my smell all over them ( i hadn't showered in a few days - it was a partying binge) I took em out to my car and smelled them the entire way. Her ass smelled gooood, but not as good as my cousins. This pair doesn't fit as well as she is a TINY TINY chick and I'm about 6'3 225lbs. She is kind of a whore, most all my buddies have fucked her, some at the same time lol.

Another pair I got, which I think were unwashed when the chick wore them (I never met her) because when I wore them the pink dye had come off all over my gooch and ass. But I got this pair when I was over at my friends brothers apartment, and I walk in and there is a pink thong tac'd to the wall. I was like wtf, and my buddy said that "one of my brothers friends had sex on my bed and left these in the sheets". My buddies brother got sick of looking at em and took em down with a plastic bag, and threw them in the trash. So I naturally started planning my heist haha. I waited for the perfect chance when my buddy was sleeping (we were hung over as fuck) and his brother was taking a shower to dig in the trash and get em. I snagged em, but this was a close call, as his brother came out of the bathroom (which faced the kitchen trash can) I had just stashed em in my pocket, and since I've done this a few times, I had taken over a piece of trash to cover my tracks, lol. He had no idea. But this thong barely had any scent at all, I was kind of disappointed, as this chick was supposed to be a huge slut. oh well...

I've taken panties from my buddies wife when I helped em move. I snagged em out of the dresser when I carried something by myself. Too bad she doesn't like thongs or strings... oh well, she is a bitch.

I've also stolen two pairs of hotpants from my other buddies fiance. She is not attractive, and her pussy smelled like death, thank god for the washer... There may be more that I just can't remember now, if I remember them I'll post em on this thread!

There are a few more of my friends, buddies gf's/wives w/e that I need to get a pair from, and I'm always on the lookout. Feels good to tell people what I've done, hopefully someone else likes to do the same and can share some stories about it.

I have to confess that after over hearing one of mom's friends confiding in her, I can't help but get a hard-on every time I see her. I was playing the PlayStation up in my room when I got thirsty. I came down to the kitchen to get a drink when I heard mom saying not to worry because I'm upstairs and nobody else was here. That's when I overheard her say what happened to her on vacation. She told mom what happened and I'll never see her the same way after what I heard.Herself and her husband went to this holiday resort for a week to get a little rest and relaxation. This one night her husband and herself went to a restaurant and then on to a bar, he drinks way too much, he got into an argument and tried to punch a bouncer and got thrown out with me trying to calm things down. I was so fed up with him and just wanted to get back to the hotel. I tried to get a taxi but there was none to be gotten so she dragged her husband and started to walk in the direction of the hotel. She eventually stopped a taxi and was just about to get in when her husband started to get sick. The driver told her to get out, that he didn't want any old drunk getting sick in he's cab. How were we going to get back and i didn't even know what way to go, I was so so mad with him, she told mom. Then out of nowhere this guy said that he was just after parking his car and knowing how hard it is to get a taxi at this hour of the morning, said that he'd give us a ride to where we were going. I just mentioned to him that my husband was very, very drunk and he was getting sick from the drink. The fellow said that his car wasn't that clean and we could drive slowly with the windows down but it's up to us. I didn't know what to do, take a spin from a stranger or keep walking in a direction I wasn't sure about.. The man who offered us the ride said that he could understand why she was slow about accepting the ride. He asked us what place we were staying. He gave us directions but he told us to avoid going the quickest way because it wasn't the safest place to be walking in the daytime let alone the night. I thanked him and he started to walk off, when...I shouted at him, was the ride to the hotel still available. He turned and said it was. He helped my husband up off the small wall that he was sitting on, simi conscious. We followed him around the corner into this lot which had a few cars in it. The next thing, my husband started to get sick but it was only empty reaching...trying to get sick with nothing coming out. There we were standing around a drunk, who now was in a heap on the ground. The kind man said that he has some water in the car and went over for it. The next thing I hear him say, that he's after dropping his keys and can't find them. I went over and he's on his knees looking for them. He said it's either where he was looking or near the wheel of the car where I was standing. She told mom that she  turned and squatted down to check under the car when all of a sudden from behind, the direction of the kind stranger, a plastic bag was put over my head.... Mom gave out a big gasp.... I couldn't breathe or shout. She told mom that she had on a dress which was already up over her waist and I could feel and hear the rip of my knickers being torn off and he penetrated me...I was being raped.  He ripped open her blouse buttons and pulled her bra up and was fondling my breasts.  She said she could see her husband on the ground and she thought this is your fault. She was on the verge of passing out when he released his grip on the bag a small bit allowing her to get some much needed air into her lungs. She said that she was gasping for some when he pulled the bag tight around her neck again making it even harder to hold her breath. She said that with every thrust of his dick, I would bang the side of my head on the car. I must have passed out. When I came to I was, like my husband, just in a heap on the ground, trying to catch my breath. I was thinking that, when he forced himself into me that I could get a smell off him. He had that smell of a person who hadn't washed for weeks, a mixture of B.O. and piss. She eventually got her composure back. She got up and pulled down her skirt,  trying to button her blouse, she only had one button left on the blouse, she noticed that she wasn't wearing her bra. She went back to look for it but couldn't find it. She said to mom, I wonder if it was a trophy for the guy. She went over to help her husband having no knickers or bra on, he didn't have a clue what just happened, and they walked to the hotel. She told mom that with every step she could feel his cum running down her leg and I was trying to keep my boobs from falling out of my torn blouse. Mom asked her if she called the police which she told her that she didn't, nothing would be done about it in the country they went to. She then dropped a huge bombshell, she said how could this happen again. With that mom said, AGAIN. Yes, again she said. She said to mom that she was raped when she was 20 at the local park over 30 years ago. She told mom that she was training for a race, jogging around the local park. The park is about 2 miles around a couple of soccer fields and kids swings and slides. It's all open except for one end near the soccer field where the path goes behind some bushes on the park side and trees on the other side. It was there that it happened. She said that she did 5 laps and went for a warm down lap just taking it easy before she jogged home. She told mom that there were loads of people still walking and jogging on the path at the time. She rounded the blind bend when....bang... she got a blow to the back of the head and it knocked her to the ground. The next thing she knows is that she's being dragged with a hand over her mouth into the tree side of the bend. She started to kick and fight this person when out of nowhere 2 more people appeared, 1 grabbed my hand and the other lifted me by my shorts which slid down towards my ankles stopping my legs from kicking,  lifting me deeper into the forest away from the safety of the park. The one person who was holding my arm went with his other hand and stuck his fingers into my vagina which was exposed by the other guy grabbing my shorts. They eventually threw me onto the ground but when the first guy took his hand off my mouth I started to scream. Bang, I got a slap to the head again and put his hand over my mouth. Lifting up the shorts that were now off  me,  he forced them into my mouth. As hard as I was trying to keep my mouth closed more and more of the shorts were being stuffed in. My jaw was being forced so much I thought it would break. The tank top I was wearing was the next to go, which exposed my breasts, because she didn't wear a bra today. The 2 of the guys at the top of me were squeezing my breast but the one who hit me and forced the shorts into my mouth was really hurting my breast. The other one was squeezing hard but the, as she said to mom, the older, head guy, really clamped onto my nipple and squeezed, pulled and twisted my sensitive nipple. She said to mom that her nipples were sore that day because of some chafing against the top. She then felt a slight pain between her legs and only then noticed that the person by her legs was after penetrating her. She could feel him inside of her and she told mom that all she thought of was, I was a virgin and why was this the first time with 3 black guys. I could see the other 2 starting to pull there things out with one hand while still on my breast with the other. The next thing I hear the head guy say that he's going next before the python gets loose in her. This guy really was a lot rougher he liked to see me in pain. He threw me around like a rag doll and really thrusted as deep as he could before he said it's your turn , python. I couldn't see him but ouch I could feel him really spreading my vagina. It was really hurting in a different kind of way. She told mom that she had really mixed up emotions. The pain from the head guy who was really trying to hurt me. If I let out a whimper and tried to pull away, he would continue to do whatever he was doing but he'd do it with a lot more violence. She said that her nipples were so sensitive that she was squirming every time he squeezed them, they were really killing her but he'd squeeze them even harder. The next thing the leader did was to threaten me, saying that he'd kill me if I screamed and took my shorts out of my mouth but he replaced it with his dick and told me to suck on this, shoving his dick into my mouth. She said that he caught the back of my head and forced it down on his penis and way back my throat. I started to gag and that really drove them wild. They started laughing and the boss man said let's see who can make her get sick and then took turns forcing themselves deep into my mouth forcing me to gag and finding it very hard to breathe. Python had his go and just like with my shorts, he was forcing my jaw so wide. Sylvia was drooling out of my mouth and tears were flowing from my eyes. Python left my mouth and went back to my vagina saying he was going to cum inside this tight white pussy, and started to pound his huge cock into me. She said to mom that she was so, so confused because she knew she was being raped but she started to feel her self starting to enjoy it in a weird sort of way. Python even noticed it and said it to his partners in crime, how the white bitch is starting to enjoy the big black cock. He said that she's after lubing herself and starting to enjoy us. With that the boss told python to give it up, he's going to be the first to cum in her tight white pussy and so he took over. The pounding got harder and faster. He told his 2 boys " squeeze the shit out of her nipples". I started to try to make them stop squeezing them when the boss man gave me a slap across the head and told me to put my hands on their dicks and wank them. When I didn't he slapped me again and said "did you hear what I said bitch"? So I took my hands away from my breasts and started to wank the 2 of them while they squeezed my nipples like they were using vice grips. The boss got more and more excited seeing me in loads of pain and he shot his load into my very sore vagina. The next thing the first guy took over from the boss and eventually shoots his load and then python takes over. She told mom that he was trying to get all of his penis into me but he was being stopped by my uterus, all the time the psycho boss was still pulling and twisting my nipples. He too finally fills me up with his cum. 2 of them started to pull their pants up but not the boss, he stands over my sore, exhausted, shocked and filthy body and starts to pee on me. If I wasn't bad enough, she said to my mom. They started to tease me by saying that I was looking for it. How I enjoyed it as much as them. Come by anytime and they'll give me more. That I was only a slut, a white bitch.She mentioned to mom can you remember the time that I ran away from home. Mom said that she could, that she totally forgot about it. Well her friend said that  she the rape happened about 2 1/2 months before and she went to get an abortion by herself.She told mom that she was the first one she ever told about the 2 incidence and to promise not to tell anyone, even my dad. which mom did. The next thing dad pulls up in his car after work and they stop talking about it. I just can't stop thinking about it when I see her and I just get so excited thinking of her being used against her will. I found a picture of her and mom when she was about that age when she got gangbanged by 3 bid black cocks. She looked very nice back then. She has put on a bit of weight since then but she always has nipple pokies when she comes over to the house and all I can think of is how I wish I can squeeze those nipples. Am I a pervert for thinking that....

Hi everybody. I go to a lot of Renaissance Faires and similar events, and kissing games (and more) are very popular with all ages, especially after dark, after the public is gone, and topless or naked bellydancing, making out with strangers and having sex in the tents or right out on the grass can be popular pasttimes at some of them. A sample kissing game is "cloven fruit" where one person hands another a piece of fruit with cloves stuck in it. If the recipient takes a clove out with their fingers, the giver kisses them on the hand. If they take it out with their teeth, the giver kisses them on the mouth, & it goes as far as they both want, but the recipient has to pass the fruit on to someone else.

(By the way, I'm a slim goateed blond man in his thirties)

At one campfire, I was kissing a beautiful, busty black-haired girl in a princess dress and corset, while a bunch of other people were playing kissing games as well. After kissing her mouth & neck for a while, I yanked her top down & started sucking on her breasts. After a while, 2 other guys started making out with her as well, me sucking one breast, another guy sucking on the other breast and the 3rd guy kissing her.

At another event during the day, 2 cute girls I was friends with grabbed me & started taking turns kissing me with no warning.

At yet another event at night, one hot girl with short dark hair walked up to me & said "My name's Trouble" and stuck her tongue down my throat and felt me up. A while later another guy and I were making out with her and feeling her up. She then did a strip tease in front of a large group at a bonfire until a party-pooper stopped her. These were all at parties with a large number of people around.

In front of one tent (after hours) a group of us were drinking and making out; one couple was obviously surreptitiously having sex in a sleeping bag. After everyone else wandered away or inside, the girl I was kissing (we were both sitting on the grass) shoved me over, yanked my pants down and sucked my cock. We had sex on the lawn in the middle of the park.

In keeping more with the tone for this particular message board, I've seen some kids playing, too. One group of 10-13 year olds was playing "Spin the Bottle" on the grass away from the adults, but weren't doing anything too serious. Later on, though, one lovely olive-skinned girl, about 12 and developing, with shoulder-length black hair and big lips, was sitting with a 13-year old boy at the campfire with all the adults, and I realized she was giving him a hand job through his sweat pants right there in front of everybody- until a mother noticed & made them stop & sit apart. Kids games of "Truth or Dare" apparently get interesting, too; I know that one buff 11-year old gymnast girl, a real kewtie with straight blond hair, ran naked back & forth thru the campsite on a dare at night. Some growing girls in their early & mid teens have costumes that don't fit quite right, and sometimes a nipple or entire bare breast pops out.

At one public ren-fair, two male models (buff guys with short dark hair) were showing off a couple of modern kilts that snap together, when one ripped the kilt off of the other, leaving him naked in the middle of the crowded lunch area, right in front of a bunch of girls in their early teens in princess costumes. They seemed to enjoy the show.

"Kilt checks" are popular. See, men wearing kilts aren't supposed to be wearing any underwear, so some women & girls ask if they can perform a kilt check to make sure. The most modest way is to feel up the outside of the kilt for panty lines. The next level is to feel up the inside of the back of the kilt and grab the guy's bare bottom. Some girls actually feel up the inside of the front of the kilt, and feel or even stroke what they find there. I read on another forum some people complaining about an event they had witnessed, where one woman got down on her knees and stroked under the front of the kilts of five guys in a row, for several minutes at a time, right at the busy crowded front gate of the faire. I knew a girl who taught her 11-year old sister (a freckled blond kewtie in a princess dress and a plastic tribal collar-necklace) how to do kilt checks, but I only heard about it afterward and didn't get to see her feeling up & stroking strange men in the middle of a crowded public park, or to be one of them.

"Capturing" people & making them "slaves" is popular among the goth kids, but they almost never do anything interesting with the idea. One time though, this trio of hot goth girls aged 15-17 was a lot more interesting, when they were getting tied up & spanked. The tall one with a black pageboy haircut got her black minidress pulled up for her spanking & wasn't wearing any underwear, and had the loveliest shaved slit. The henna-haired punk girl in jeans & t-shirt insisted on pulling her jeans down to show us her shaved kitty as well. The top-knotted petite one in the pink minidress & black leather bra came back for me the next day and we spent a wonderful afternoon making out naked in a closed historical display tent.

One late night two 15-ish punk rock girls were thrown out of one encampment for stripping naked & making out with each other, and my friends & I wished we had a large party tent for them to resume, but we didn't. One was a super-cute pink-haired pixie holding her clothes in front of her instead of putting them back on.

Afterparties at the non-public events used to have naked bellydancers and public blow jobs more frequently than they do now (at least at the parties I've been getting to). But recently, one blond hottie with glasses was dropping her ill-fitting dress to the ground both day & night (no bra or panties) and giving head to whomever asked. She's also quite fond of having sex on the battlefield after hours, with whomever.

Very recently, wandering camp to camp with a girl after hours at my local ren fair, when we passed a couple standing up making out in the middle of the path, with the woman stroking under the man's kilt, my companion and I started making out, and she dropped and gave me a blowjob while the other couple a few yards behind us dropped the ground and had sex.

I confess I often have fantasies that revolve around buying women at open slave auctions, and bringing them home too torture and rape until they cease to amuse me. After wards I would sell them too a special kinda whorehouse that specializes in providing women you can abuse. In my fantasies the girls bought at these auctions have all been abducted by force from upper class families, or are simply helpless lower class girls that bought into some ad promising a well paying job in a different country only to find themselves now being leered at and eventually sold to be raped. The Asian girl in this picture represents a similar looking girl who is the daughter of a client of mine. I have often been over to their house and have spent many times quietly undressing their daughter in my mind and dreaming of her naked, and tied in my special room at my house. I would take a thin loop of rope with both ends through a cylindrical bracket that allowed me to easily tighten, or loosen the loop and place in around her slender throat. Amusing myself by gently choking her until she began to turn red and trash around like a fish, then releasing the rope so she could gasp a desperate lungful of air. Only to have me tighten it up again. This would go on for hours, when me stopping occasinally to slap her hard, or spit a yellowish, green lung oyster onto her pretty, tear stained face. When I grew bored I would place a plastic bag with a tight elastic band around its base over her head. There would be a few small hole punched into the bag which allowed a minimal amount of air, but the tight elastic band would be uncomfortable around her throat. The bag would be clear so I could watch her distress, but she would be blindfolded. Every now and then I would get up and suprise her with a wake up slap!

Hey guys! I'm looking for vids of young teens on webcams that're pissing. I've already seen the girl peeing in plastic bags and I want to see more vids similar to that. Thanks!

Sorry if this is a bit long....
I have been having an affair with a married woman for a number of years.
We met while I was working for her husband.
He has no idea and he and I are still friends (although I'm not sure if friend is the right word for a guy who is fucking his wife).
That said, they have an 18yo daughter who is one of the hottest looking babes you'd ever want to meet. She was around 12 when her mother and I started our affair.
Things were pretty normal as far as sex went although I did note that Amanda would often talk about her daughter Bec, (names have been changed to protect the innocent and the guilty) and how pretty she was, while we were messing about with foreplay.
One night, while we were fucking and talking dirty, I decided to ask Amanda what Bec looked like naked.
Well she went into detail, she described her slim body, her flat chest, tight little bum and cute pussy with just a hint of pubic hair. The more she spoke about her the wilder the sex got. She was telling me how sexy Bec looked in the shower, with water running down her body, then said she'd love to see me spread Bec's legs and lick her tight little cunt!!
I was a bit surprised, and turned on, not only by the idea of her wanting me to lick her daughter but by the language!!
She'd only ever said pussy and had never used the term cunt before.
It became one of the wildest sex sessions I had ever had and by the time she reached a screaming climax she was begging me to fuck her daughter and describing, in detail, how my cock would look sliding into Bec's tight little cunt.
After it was over I got another surprise. She sat up on the bed and started to slap me, screaming at me that I was a filthy pig for wanting to have sex with her daughter.
She then got dressed, stormed out, and it was a few days later before I heard from her, in the form of a text message.
She asked if she could come visit so, with my dick instructing me, I said yes.
When she arrived she was all over me like nothing had happened and it wasn't long before we were naked on the couch and playing again.
She told me she had a surprise for me, went to her bag and came back with a plastic bag. In it was a pair of panties, obviously too small for Amanda.
I looked at her and she said they were Bec's and were the ones Bec had worn to bed.
On the crotch there was a smear of drying pussy juice, only light but visible.
I wasn't sure where I should go with this so I just jumped in feet first and licked them; they tasted so sweet.
That sent Amanda nuts!! She grabbed my cock and started sucking like she'd never sucked before. The more she sucked the more I licked the panties.
She asked me what they tasted like and did I love the taste of Bec's juicy little cunt?
I told her they tasted wonderful and wished it was Bec's cunt I was licking.
With that she climbed aboard my cock and fucked me like a woman possessed, all the time begging me to tell her how I would fuck Bec.
As she got close to orgasm she was looking into my eyes and saying, I want you to cum in her, fill Bec's little cunt with your cum. I told her I would and I wanted her to lick it out.
That sent her over the top, she had a shuddering orgasm just after I blew my load inside her.
She slid off of me and sat on the couch beside me.
All of a sudden she snatched up the panties and started slapping me, screaming at me that I was a filthy, perverted, prick for licking her daughter's panties and wanting to fuck her.
I sat there amazed at her actions and watched as she got dressed and stormed out yet again.
This went on for around three years.
We'd have wild sex while I was licking, and sometimes cumming in Bec's panties, Amanda joining me in licking them, sometimes licking my cum off of them as she was having incredible orgasms, then the ultimate slapping and abuse before she left.
I figured it was her guilt but she kept coming back.
Finally, when Bec was about 15, or so, the panties stopped coming and the sex became vanilla.....until a couple of weeks ago.
Amanda and family went away for the weekend so, as I have done on many occasion, I went around to feed their dog.
I'd had a text message from Amanda earlier in the day reminding me to feed the dog and telling me there was a present for me under her pillow.
After feeding the dog I went into her room, a place I'd fucked her a few times when her husband was away, and under her pillow, in a plastic bag, were a pair of panties and a note which read. "Hi, thought you might enjoy these. They are Bec's, she wore them to bed last night"
Bec is now 18 and the panties were still damp where her pussy juice had soaked them.
Amanda has sometimes heard her masturbating in the night so I figured, with the amount of juice on them, she must have masturbated in these panties.
It didn't take me long to start wanking, as I licked them, and I was about to shoot my load all over them when an idea struck me.
I went into Bec's room, found her panty drawer, opened it and took out a pair of white panties with a pink and blue circle pattern on them, that were sitting on top.
I put them over my cock and as I sucked on the crotch of her used panties I shot a huge load into her clean ones. I rubbed my cum into them then went into the bathroom, got a hairdryer, dried them off, folded them and put them back in her drawer.
When Amanda, and family, arrived home she called me to tell me they were back safe and sound and to thank me for feeding their dog.
I thanked her for the panties and I told her what I had done.
Right away the tone of her voice changed and I knew it had turned her on but there was nothing she could do with hubby and Bec there.
A couple of days after they had returned Amanda visited me and she had her laptop with her.
We got talking about my session with Bec's panties and that led to some hot kissing and it wasn't long before we were naked on my bed. After a lot of kissing, licking and sucking, which had me desperately wanting to fuck her, Amanda got up, left the room and came back with her laptop. She said she wanted to show me something and, as I watched, there appeared a short video of Bec walking from the bathroom to her bedroom in bra and panties, the very panties I had blown my load in!!
The vid was only about 8 seconds and I asked Amanda when she had taken it? She said, it was the morning after they had arrived home, so Bec was walking around with my dried cum against her hot pussy.
After watching the video a few times we were so damned horny that we fucked like a couple who'd just met.
Amanda had at least two orgasms before I filled her pussy with my cum then as I lay beside her I waited for the inevitable slapping and abuse, but it didn't happen.
She snuggled into me and said she had a confession to make.
I asked what it was and she said, "you saw Bec in the panties you came in, well that night when she'd taken them off, I took them to bed with me and licked them while I masturbated. I imagined she was sitting on my face, holding her cunt lips apart while I licked your cum out of her."
I was surprised, and relieved, because I had fully expected to be slapped around again but as she seemed turned on by it I kissed my way down her body and started to eat her soaking wet, cum filled, pussy.
She went right off, she was holding my head and fucking my face, all the time talking about how she so wanted to lick her daughter, wanted to watch me fuck her, then lick her some more.
Ever since that day all she can talk about is a threesome with Bec and it always leads to a hot phone session or incredible sex if we are together.
I know a threesome will never happen but, at the moment, the fantasy is enough to keep Amanda horny so I'm happy.
At least she seems to be over the guilt she felt when Bec was younger.

I get off to videos and pics of women being tortured. Any kind of abuse will do, but I especially love it when their tits are mangled, whipped and nailed to boards. I've always thought that women are pieces of shit that don't deserve to exist on the same level as a man, and the fact that they do bugs the shit out of me.

Recently, I started exploring a new side of this - asphyxiation. It's tough to find, and even tougher to find stuff that's realistic, but I found these videos of various Jap cunts being sealed inside plastic bags and having a vacuum attached to suck the air out.

It's so fucking hot watching them struggle and try to scream, thrashing around as the oxygen escapes their lungs and their brainst start to die. A few of them get left in there for quite a long time (5 minutes or more) and you can see their bodies convulsing as the time without air gets longer and longer...

So fucking hot.

I am a 30 year old truck driver and cleaner, my wife is 26. My wife is a college cheerleading coach and she tells me pretty hot and interesting stories about her experiences and about the cheerleaders all the time. For the longest time, for almost my whole life, I had a panty fetish, I love sniffing, wearing, and cumming on panties. I mostly use my wives as I don’t feel comfortable using another woman's but this day was a exception. For one, I am very open to my wife and she uses her panties on me to make for different experiences. One day, in the beginning days of summer of 2019, my wife told me about how the lockerrooms needed to be cleaned and that she was busy, since I didn’t have any trucking to do, I volunteered. On the day, everyone was out for a month vacation, when I entered the lockerroom, I was immediately turned on. Their was alot of panties the girls have left, mostly g strings and thongs. I wanted to jerk off so bad but I had a job to do. I spend about 10 or 20 minute’s cleaning as other than the panties, the cheerleaders haven’t left a mess, their was some shirts and a ponpon their and here but it was pretty clean. Since I had 2 hours left, I took off my pants, and started counting the panties. Their was a total of 10 panties, 5 were g strings, 3 were thongs, 1 was a green hipster, and one was a white sailor moon brief. I thought the sailor moon brief was odd as every cheerleader was obviously aged 20 and older but I remember my wife told me about a Japanese cheerleader and I figured it was hers. I took all the panties in my hand and took a big sniff and when I did, It felt like I had entered Heaven, It smelt the best, the girls in the cheerleading group know sure how to wash their pussy and still keep their unique scent. I remember I was rock hard after, I took the white sailor moon panties and started jerking with it while sniffing all the other girls panties one by one, I was so fucking turned on. I never felt this perverted and good at the same time. After 10 minutes of jerking my cock as fast as person, I felt the orgasm building up, so I sticked my dick in the gusset and letted out a big load and a big moan. I think I cummed non stop for 20 seconds and the panty was completely covered. I quickly took all the panties and put them in a plastic bag and tied it, saving them for later. Later that day, after dinner, my wife knew I would like it and figured I kept them, I told them what happened and she got turned on. We later fucked while my wife wore one of the cheerleaders thong. I unfortunately never got to do something like this again and all the cheerleaders have graduated college, other than the panty that my wife wore and definitely the sailor moon brief, all the panties were left undisturbed and still live in the tied up bag, leaving the smells intact. I have a daughter now so Im more busy than ever now. Glad to tell this story when I was a bit younger.

Shoeplay strangler. This victim was very risky as she was one of my wifes friends. But i had watched her for a long time. Beautiful tall tanned skin, long brown hair and very nice feet. I cant tell you how many times i have jacked off to her. But i had caught her shoeplaying a few times and i would have to be careful around everybody not to just sit there and stare. She even made the comment one time about how sweaty her feet were and slipped her tennis shoe right off revealing her sweaty black ankle sock. Ohhhh i wanted to attack her right then in front of everybody. I rushed to the bathroom and exploded. But this particular day my wife was out for a few hoursand told me her friend would be by to drop some things off and if i would help. I knew right then it was going to happen. When she pulled up and stepped out of her car she had on tight blue jeans, cowgirl boots and a button shirt. My heart was racing and my cock began to bulge. She told me hi and asked to give her a hand. This was the moment no looking back i couldnt control myself.. As we walked in the house she was in front of me as she layed her bag down on the counter she turned around and i had already pulled my weapon out pointing it at her. Her eyes grew large and a gasp came from her mouth and said what are you doing i told her to shut up and turn around. She started to cry and said that she would not tell anybody about this if i just let her go. I told her to shut up again and stuffed a wash rag in her mouth. She whimpered and shook as i grabbed her by the arms and guided her to the living room where i had put a blanket down and ordered her to lie face down. She was trembling. I ripped her shirt off of her and grabbed her hands to pull them behind her back. I crossed them and bound them with black electrical tape. I rolled her over on her back. She cried through her gag. Beiatiful smooth skin her bra and jeans man i wss already about to explode. But the moment i have been waiting for. I reached down and grabbed one leg and her boot with the other hand and slowly started to take her boot off. As her foot came out i could smell the sweat and the leather of the boot on her feet. To make it better she had on black nylon knee high socks. Oh my the feel and the smell of her feet. I slowly took the other one off and just buried my face into her soft sweaty nylon feet. I didnt want to ruin and explode all over them. I was going to keep them as a souvenirs to enjoy times to come. I reached up and unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them off her smooth legs. She had a thin leather belt that i had already made up my mind i was going to strangle her with. I couldnt take too much longer as i had to dispose of her too. I stripped her socks off after a few minutes of smelling and rubbing and decided it was time. I tied her feet with tape and crawled onto her back i grabbed the belt and slowly started to put it around her neck she started squirming and screaming i took her gag out and she tried to plea with me screaming my name and pleading with me not to do it. I pulled the belt as tight as i could with one hand around her neck and used the other hand to bare down on the back of her head as to make more pressure to strangle her. She kicked and bucked with her strangling screams. I couldnt hold in any longer i exploded all up her back and over her bound hands. I groaned as i shot my load all over her. I even released pressure from the belt for a minute. She lied there couphing trying to regain her breath. I rolled off of her and went into the kitchen to grab a clear plastic bag i wasnt done with her yet. I crawled back on top of her and quickly but the bag over her head followed by the belt. I cinched it tightly around her neck and rode her again. The thrashing of her beautiful body and the shaking of her head oh she was a beautiful sight. As the bag sucked to her face and her eyeballs bagan to bulge and burst vessles in her eyes. She started to slow before finally just twitched. I resumed this position for five more minutes just to make sure she was done. I rolled her over and rubbed my again throbbing hard cock all over her beautiful feet i exploded one more time all over her tied feet and legs before i wrapped her up and carried her out. I had to make a quick dump job of her to clean up and figure out what i need to do to her car.

my girlfriends mom is away on vacation and i agreeed to go there to water her plants. everyday I go into her room and jerk off , smell and lick her dirty panties. she left a whole laundry basket full of dirty clothes and while looking through it I found A SUCTION DILDO wrapped in a Walmart plastic bag jammed to the bottom of the laundry basket. she hardly speaks English but the dildo is smaller than me 😂. I feel like she knew I have been smelling her panties over the years and left that as a surprise for me. Should I ask her if she wants the real thing?

I confess I am a 53 year old,accomplished professional man in the health field. My fiancee is 2 years older,also a professional, a dedicated mother of her own as well as adopted children and as well as a proud, doting grandmother.

I mention this to preface and illustrate the dichotomy that we love living each and every day. This is both as a couple and individuals. Very simply my woman is and has been since VERY young, a shameless, no limits cumslut. I LOVE being in love with a nasty cum loving, cock craxed whore! In fact I am her cuck, a cocksucking cuck at that.

One of my/our many sick perversions is sharing the many TRUE experiences with those who have similar, culturally unacceptable interests, especially those who have lived them.

To share a quick example, while out of town on business, yesterday I received a package that contained 2 pairs of her panties sealed in a plastic bag. They were both covered and soaked with cum, one of them more then the other. If replies to this HONEST post from those interested in my story's contents outnumber those questioning the validity, believability or moral admonishment, I will continue sharing more details of our life of debauchery. I'm just not interested in wasting my time defending my lifestyle nor it's authenticity.

So I confess that this fantasy came from my head...

Sitting at the end of the block I could see the driveway of the boy's parent's home. It was about two hundred yards down the little street, and I was excited to see the boy peek out from the driveway and walk towards the car. I had brought a small camcorder to record the boy's walk from his house, and also to record the boy telling me out loud that he was going to totally submit to my will twenty-four hours a day, three-hundred and sixty-five days a year, until I see fit to release him from his enslavement.

Just eleven days ago he had been a completely naive, virgin, eighteen year old boy who struck up a conversation with an older man on a random chat site just because he was horny and wanted someone to talk to.

He had no idea what he was getting himself into during that online conversation, stupidly agreeing to come to my front door with his thin body shaven totally hairless to let me use him "however I wanted to." I can still picture the boy pulling that tight black winter hat over his eyes, unknowingly enslaving himself to me. He'd probably thought that the wildest thing he was going to do that night was pull his pants down outside the entrance to my place so I could look him over through the peep-hole. As he found out almost immediately, he was very wrong

Over those ten days the boy was changed permanently. As soon as he had entered my home he was restrained, collared, and very deeply ass-fucked while blinded by the hat with his arms secured tightly with handcuffs behind his back. He was then asked if he consented to what was happening to him while being video recorded to which he responded that he was. As soon as he nodded his consent he was throat-fucked and made to drink piss while kneeling in the shower. For the remainder of those ten long days, the boy was totally restrained, drugged, abused, and manipulated by multiple men, women, and toys.

I had kept the boy blind and deaf the whole time, making the young teen wear a video headset that forced him to watch and listen to a continuous feed of severely degrading and depraved bondage porn. whenever he wasn't blindfolded and being used by anyone, he would be tied up tightly in one of many painful positions, then he would have large rubber dildos and butt-plugs taped tightly in his mouth and perfectly shaved asshole that were meant to choke and gag his throat and keep his asshole stretched wide open.

I saw the boy at the end of the driveway looking around and realized he had no idea what my car looked like, he had been blindfolded the entire time. I waited till he looked back in my direction, then flashed my lights several times.

The boy turned and began walking towards my car slowly. As he walked he hung his head, completely disgraced and feeling totally worthless. I turned on the camcorder and began to film the boy's slow walk. As I filmed my little teenage slave walking towards my car, I narrated.

�This pathetic skinny boy walking towards my car turned eighteen a couple weeks ago. That means he's legally allowed to consent to all kinds of kinky sex. This is the same boy that has appeared in all of the teen slave video I made recently. This morning, I dressed him in tight young girls clothing and put him in very uncomfortable bondage, tying him to the bed in his bedroom at his parents home just before they arrived home from a vacation they had been on since before I even met this boy."

I paused in my narration and zoomed in on the boy's ashamed face.

He had obviously been found by his parents in the tight bondage I'd left him in this morning. The look on his downturned face was a mix of shame, obedience, and fear.

I then continued to narrate the video I was making as I recorded this boy choosing completely voluntarily to contact me again, completely cementing his position as my permanent, live-in slave boy who I could treat however I wanted.

"I gave him the choice of staying with his family, or coming with me. It looks to me like he's chosen to give his life to me, but I'll ask him once he is sitting in the back seat of my car so I can have videotaped evidence that the boy is totally consenting to what I want to do to him. If anyone comes looking for him, all I have to do is show them the video, that's why I've chosen to explain all this on video.�

Finishing my narration, I continued to film the small boy walking closer to my car, the limpness in his body and the shame in which he hung his head conveyed to me that his will and his self-esteem were just about gone. As the boy walked up to my car, I reached back and unlocked the back door. He got inside the car and shut the door.

I noticed that he was wearing sweats, and wondered what exactly had happened in that house over the last few hours. I mentally reminded myself to videotape a full confession of the boy later, explaining exactly what had happened when his parents had gotten home and seen him tied to the bed wearing the tight black shirt that said �Whore� on it and the little white spandex shorts that were probably supposed to be worn by a 14 year old girl playing volleyball. They were stretched so tight around his crotch that his little shaved cock made a large bulge. I wish I could have been there to see the reaction of his mother and father.

For now, I turned the camera to face the boy. He was sitting quietly in the back seat, his head hanging low as he stared down at the floor of my car. I pointed it at him for a few moments without him noticing and filmed the small, thin teenager sitting there cold and scared, then shut it off.

�Boy, I see that you have made the right choice. I hope you know that you are totally my property now, and that all of the perverted, painful, and horrible things that I've been doing to you so far are going to continue for as long as I want. In a few moments I'm actually going to allow you to talk, so listen very carefully to what I'm about to say.�

I grabbed the boy roughly by his neck and squeezed it tightly with one hand while yanking his hair back with the other, forcing him to look me directly in the eye. In this car was the first time he had seen me without a hood covering my face. Looking at him coldly, I spoke firmly and without emotion.

�You are my possession now. I own you. You are going to do whatever I tell you to do, right?

The boy nodded his head up and down, knowing that he wasn't allowed to talk until I told him to.

�I am going to turn on this camcorder and point it at your face. You are going to look directly into it and say your full name, your age, and your parents home address.�

The boy nodded his head up and down as he listened.

�You are then going to say that you consent to become a 24/7 slave to me, and that I permanently own you. You are going to say that you like being tied up and abused by older men, and that you will let any man who wants to abuse your body have full and total access to do whatever they want to you, as long as it's OK with me. You will tell the camera that you want nothing more than to be abused and bound and fucked in your little teenage mouth and that tight little asshole of yours. Do you think you can remember that?�

The boy nodded his head.

I took the camera, pointed it at him, and turned it on. He began to talk, but his head was still bowed in shame. I shushed him, then I put my hand under his chin and raised his face to meet the camcorder head-on. In the camcorder viewfinder you could see his face being lifted gently towards the camcorder by an obviously older and mature man's hairy arm, but nothing more. This was the first time he had been allowed to speak in my presence. His voice was high-pitched and very soft, almost like a young girl's. I nodded and he began to speak.

�My name is Jesse Rogers. I am eighteen years old, and my birthday is March 3rd, 1994. My parents live at 5429 Birmingham street in Royal Oak Michigan.� He paused.

I gave him a very dark and somber look because of the pause, and then I saw tears begin to form in his eyes. It was at this moment that I knew I had total control over this little teen boy. Not wanting him to cry on camera, I smiled at him and saw a calm look enter his face. He began to speak again.

�I give my full consent to become a 24/7 slave to my master, and he now permanently owns me. I enjoy when he ties me up even though it hurts a lot and gets really scary when he blindfolds me, and I love when him and his friends abuse me and choke me and put their cocks into my throat and my asshole. I promise that every man who wants to fuck and abuse my body will be allowed to do whatever they want with me as long as it's OK with my master.�

The boy fell silent. I turned off the camera and put my large hands around the boy's soft neck. As I felt the smoothness of his eighteen year old skin on the palms of my hands, I began squeezing his throat tightly while I looked him in the eyes.

His face began to turn a dark purplish red and he started gasping for air and struggling around on the back seat, terror growing in his eyes. I held his throat tight and yelled loudly at the little teenager who was struggling not to pass out.

�You forgot the best part boy. I'm going to turn on the camera again, and you are going to look right at it and say that you want nothing more than to be totally abused by as many men as possible. Say that you want to be bound and fucked hard in your throat and asshole. Tell me that you want men to choke you unconscious while they fuck your shaved little eighteen year old body. Say that you are totally worthless, that you were born to be a slave to a man, and that you will do anything I say.�

I released the boy's neck as he began to lose consciousness and he slumped over in the seat. I leaned over the front seat and slapped the boy hard repeatedly on his cheeks and face until he fully regained consciousness and sat up in the seat. I turned the camera back on and zoomed in on the boy's face, which was now bright red from getting choked almost to the point of blacking out and being slapped so hard over and over. The boy began to speak again in a very submissive, pathetic voice.

�I want nothing more than to be totally abused by as many men as possible.�

I nodded.

�I want to be bound, and then fucked hard in my throat and my asshole.�

I felt my erection growing in my pants.

�I want men to choke me unconscious while they fuck my limp little eighteen year old body. I am totally worthless. I was born to be a slave to a man. I will do anything you say.�

With that, I turned off the camera and took the hood from the front seat. It was a very tight leather hood with only a large mouth-hole. I put it over the boy's head and strapped it tight around his neck, plunging him into the familiar darkness. I took my handcuffs and secured the boy's wrists tightly behind his back, then I took a thick leather dog collar and strapped it tightly around the boy's neck. I leaned down and attached the collar to an O-ring I had installed in the floor of the back seat. I then drove straight for home.

Arriving at my place, I parked and got out of the car, then went around the side and opened the rear door. The boy was curled up in the fetal position with his neck attached tightly to the floor. I reached in and unlatched his collar, then roughly dragged him out of the car. I walked him to my front door, opened it, and led him inside.

I closed the door behind me, and turned to face the boy. He was wearing a sweatsuit, the collar, and the hood which made him look like the perfect example of a helpless young boy. I grabbed him by the hair and dragged him roughly towards the basement.

Once we reached the basement room I got behind the boy and pushed him so his face was pressed tightly against the concrete block wall. I tugged his sweatpants down to his ankles and was amazed at what I saw.

The boy was still wearing the little white shorts I had put on him this morning! I reached down into the back of the shorts with one hand and felt my huge butt plug still in his asshole. He must have had in the entire time, so I put my hand around it and slowly began to work it in and out of his cute little bubble butt as he began shake and cry. After moving the plug around in his ass for a moment, I grabbed tightly and pulled hard.

I felt his asshole try desperately to keep the plug in, so I pulled harder until the boy began screaming and I heard a pop as the plug came out of his ass. I pulled it out of the white boy-shorts and threw it in the corner. With my other hand, I reached down into the front of the shorts and grabbed his hairless little cock. He still had the tight cock-ring on his hairless little teenage penis but it had gone kind of soft.

I knew he was still on the two Viagra, so I began to fondle him with my one hand while the other was holding his head tightly against the wall. I could feel his soft little cock getting harder in my hand and I squeezed it tighter and tighter until it was rock hard.

I could hear the boy whimpering through the leather hood, So I leaned in behind him and put my elbow around his throat, holding him tightly against me as I abused his teenage cock. Putting my lips to his ear, I whispered to him.

�It turns me on so much to see how scared you are boy. I am so glad that you chose to become my slave. I can't wait to see how the torture affects you, I'm going to do things to you that you will never forget.�

I felt as the boy's muscles became rigid, and his body began to shake.

�I'm going to choke you now. I'm going to put my hands around your neck and choke you until you are unconcious. Then I'm going to hang you by your collar from the ceiling. I am going to slap your body until you wake up from the pain, and right when you wake up I am going to force feed you the stimulants that I kept you on all week, but I'm going to give you a very high dose. After that, I am going to invite all of my friends over to have a little party. I am going to fuck your throat with a dildo until you can't breathe while my friends take turns fucking your little asshole and shoving toys inside of you.�

The boy was sobbing heavily through the hood, and as he cried I ripped the rest of his clothing off of him. Once he was nude, I unlatched one of his wrists and quickly re-latched it in front of his torso. I grabbed hold of the boy and lifted him a few inches off the ground, then attached the tight handcuffs to the large hook I had in the ceiling.

With the boy hanging by his wrists, I stood behind him and noticed that with the him hanging at this height, my cock lined up perfectly with his ass. The boy was crying loudly through the mask as I stuck my fingers into his mouth and gagged him while gathering up his saliva in my hand. I reached down and coated my hard cock in the teen's saliva, then grabbed him by the hips and slowly pushed myself into his hairless asshole as the boy cried and moaned

Once I was as deep as I could get in the boy, I took one hand and reached around the boy's smooth waist and began masturbating his little shaved cock. The boy was still crying, but I could tell he was becoming more calm. I wanted to make the boy terrified, so I squeezed his cock extremely tight as I began to fuck his asshole as hard as I could. The boy began flailing around and sobbing louder, and as I fucked and groped the teen I took my other hand and brought it up to his neck.

As I fucked the boy brutally, I began to choke him by his throat, stopping his airflow and sending his body into a state of panic. I was getting very close to cumming, so I choked the boy with both hands as tightly as I could and felt his body begin convulsing. As he struggled and shook, I felt his asshole begin to tighten around my cock every time he tried to breathe. As his asshole convulsed around my cock, I felt his body begin to grow limp.

Just as the boy was making his last attempts to breathe, his asshole clenched tightly around my cock and I couldn't hold back any longer. I gave the boy's throat a last squeeze and felt his body go slack as I pumped my cum deep into his eighteen year old ass. With the boy unconscious, I slowly pulled out of him, then grabbed a large leather belt and began slapping him all over his body. When he woke up, I wanted every inch of his body to be in excruciating pain, so I spent a good ten minutes whipping the boy's hairless body as it hung from my ceiling.

By the time I was finished, the boy had dark purple welts running up and down his entire body. I took a few pictures of the boy, then went upstairs to print them and put them in the mail to be sent to the boy's parents. Along with the pictures, I had previously written a well though out thank-you note to this boy's mother and father. I read the letter to myself out loud.

�Dear Mr. and Mrs. Rogers,

Thank you so much for raising such wonderful son. He is everything I could ever want in a teenage boy-slave. I have included several photos that I have taken of your son since he left your home to live in my basement and be a fuck-toy for my friends and I. He will be kept in severely painful bondage whenever he isn't having his throat or his asshole fucked, will be permanently collared.

I hope you enjoyed finding him when you arrived home from your vacation. Being tied up in your home was entirely his idea by the way, he didn't know how to tell you his true feelings about his love of submission so he decided it was best if you just found out accidentally.

He is mine now. I am going to abuse your son in every way I can think of. I'm going to put a plastic bag over his head and tape it tightly around his neck, then watch as he struggles to breathe. I'm going to take him to an adult movie theater that I know of, and I'm going to chain him by his arms and legs to a small table, then videotape different men fuck him in his ass until he screams. When he screams, a man will shove his cock deep into your son's throat and hold it there as he gags and slobbers all over it. I am going to attach muscle stimulators to your son's shaved little teenage body and turn the electricity all the way up. I can't wait to see his little body tied tightly to a table, convulsing as the stimulators torture his weak muscles until he can't even stand. I am going to take your son to Mexico with me the next time I go too. I've been wanting to make him fuck different things, and I know some men in Mexico that can help me with that.

Anyway, thanks again for raising the best slave a man could ever want, I will use him well.

Sincerely,

Master

Me and my wife are huge fans of this site. My wife likes to look up mostly normal things. Me, however, i like seeing things you cant find many other places. Well, she has already told me that theres no way in hell shed do anything with a dog or horse, nor will she drink her own piss, or anything else that she finds wierd. Shes a beautiful woman and shes very sweet and very satisfying when it comes to my sexual needs (except for some of the more bizarre things I like, as Ive said). Well, the other night she said she wanted to get drunk, and for once so did I. I had a couple of days off work together so I knew I could sleep the hangover off and feel fine for my next day at work.

I grabbed a bottle of vodka, a bottle of jaeger, and a cpl of 12 packs of cola and came home. It was later than usual becuz of the stops I made home. She had our son already bathed and in his pajamas and he was watching Netflix in the living room when i got home. I put the stuff in the kitchen and sat down next to him while he watched some cartoon. Invader Zim i think it was. It was then I noticed my wife was glued to the computer screen, I watched her and she never looked away. After almost 10 minutes she finally looked over at me and Ive never seen her face get so red. She got up and went into the kitchen, and I heard the bags rustling so I knew she was getting the stuff ready.

I got my son in bed (becuz she got him ready for bed) and after I knew he was asleep I pulled his door to and went into the living room. My wife had already started drinking shots of her Jaeger. I poured some vodka then asked her, "So what were you watching." She got red again, and then said "...I was watching incest porn." When she said it, i wasnt phased. theres alot of that on motherless, most of its fake but some of it I think is real. Who can tell... I nodded and said, "Yea, its pretty hot, until you realize its not real." She quickly said, "No sweety, its real." Long story short, she showed me the vid, and in the vid the guy and woman show their drivers liscences. It was a mom and son pair, and they went at it like wild dogs. My wife watched the vid as glued to the screen as she was when i saw her the first time. It was kinda funny, but also a REAL turn on.

A few hours passed, we drank more and played xbox (yes, I have a wife who games... best part about her). We were pretty well toasted and playing Halo 3. Well, we starting betting each other. Whoever won the match would either get a wish. Basically whoever won got whatever he wanted from the loser. I let her win the first one, and she wanted to be eaten out, so I obliged. I won the second round, so naturally I asked for a blowjob. I got it, but I didnt cum. Thirs round was a tie-breaker. I told her that if I won i was going to ask for something pretty messed up, and she HAD to do it, she couldnt back out. She hesitated, but agreed. She then said that if she won then she was going to make me do something I was interested in but hadnt tried. Lets just say that it involved a strapon. Now the thought of it entices me, but being fucked by a huge plastic cock is much different than being licked or fingered. So I made sure to win.

She accepted that she had to do what i wanted but I think she was kinda happy that we didnt have a dog at that point. I then thought for a minute and said, "I want you to go upstairs and play with your sons cock." Now, I was honestly saying this just to see her freak out. I like playing tricks on her like that. As I figured she looked at me with the "Are you fucking crazy" look, and right as I was about to start laughing she said "Ok." I almost pissed myself when she said that. I then thought she was fucking with me. We sat in silence for a minute before I asked her "Are you serious?" She nodded. I didnt know what to say. Im sure the alchohol was having a big effect on her. She said that the incest vid really turned her on and that she was curious about it.

Well, we went up to his room. He was asleep. Before we went in she said this "If he wakes up, then were stopping. Ok?" And I nodded. She then said, "Im only touching it. ill stroke it for a minute, but Im not doing anything else." I nodded again. She walked in and I stood in the doorway. She sat on his bed and put her hand on his chest, and he didnt budge. Well, she spent a few minutes just looking at him, before finally sliding her hands under his underwear and started to play with him. I was so turned on that I was playing with myself in the doorway. She continued to play with him before finally pulling his underwear down slowly and letting his little cock be seen. She held the small pecker between her two fingers and jerked him. I know its sick, but it was so hot to watch. Just when i thought she was about to stop she leaned down and put it in her mouth. I hate to say it but I came right there. I couldnt help it, that was the biggest surprise Ive EVER had in my life. She sucked on it for a cpl of seconds before my son stirred. She pulled away and pulled the covers over him before he came to. All I remember was her telling him she was just checking on him or something. I was lost in post-cumming bliss.

After my son went back to sleep (which was a cpl of seconds after my wife had "checked" on him, she pulled his underwear back up and then walked out of the room. She was turned on, but she was also feeling horrible. I told her that she could blame it on me asking to see it. Regardless she pulled me into our bedroom and sucked my hardon back to life, and we fucked like... well, wild dogs.

The next morning was awkward though. She couldnt look me or my son in the eye. My son has said nothing of the event (Im sure he doesnt even realize anything was happening), and we spent our mornings talking about Resident Evil and Spiderman. My wife later told me that she felt like the worlds worst mom, I jokingly told her "Sweety, you sucked your sons cock, if anything your the worlds best mother." She gave me her classic "Fuck you" look.

Well, its been months since this happened and shes calmed down about it. weve talked alot about it, and I got her permission to post this. Her conditions were that i dont give names, or the town we live in. Im not giving any of our pics either so dont ask.

You can say this is fake all you want, becuz no.....no pics will be posted. I wouldnt post pics of my wife becuz she is mine and mine alone to see. Im also not going to post anything that can make our identities known becuz.....well, think about it. Anyone who believes this, or doesnt believe this, thats your decision. i just thought Id share my first triumph of getting my wife to do something she never thought she would.........

Oh, and P.S.- were planning on getting a puppy. And yes, my wife says she open to the idea. But shed have to be really drunk. And no, I doubt shed ever agree to do to our son what she did before, and Im trying to be a good husband and not push it by asking again. But if I can get her to suck a huge dog cock (or better yet, fuck one) then ill be happy.
You call me evil, I call myself enlightened.

This is the story of a spoiled teenage coed who is
forced to accompany her parents on an African safari.
She becomes separated and is kidnapped and abused by
jungle savages and other nasty sorts. There is no real
violence... aside from the rapes, non-consensual sex
and bondage, that is.

AFRICAN DRUM'S - Part 1

Kristen had whined the entire week before they
left. She had whined and sulked during the plane flight,
and was now whining, sulking, pouting, and occasionally
snarling. Going on an African safari, far from chili
dogs, pizza, MTV, and her friends, was not her idea of
a holiday.

For once, though, her parents had held firm. They
intended that this would be a good old fashioned family
holiday, and were determined to enjoy it if it killed
them, and her. No amount of whining, cajoling and beg-
ging had managed to sway them.

Thus she was now standing on the runway in a
baking heat, watching her father wave forlornly at bag-
gage handlers who zipped by as if he were invisible. It
was little wonder, what with the enormous amount of lug-
gage sitting beside him.

Kristen herself was very far from invisible to the
baggage handlers, as well as all the other bemused,
astonished and wondering Africans within sight. If she
noticed the stares, she gave not sign. She was, after
all, used to be stared at, though not in quite the same
way.

She was, as she well knew, a lovely, even stunning
young woman. Her development had started early. Even
when she was eleven years old, her physical maturity
was such that she was taken for a girl several years
older. She'd learned quickly that the men who looked at
her so closely could be manipulated in a variety of ways
to her benefit.

At eleven, that merely meant cooing and blinking
her eyes. By twelve she was wearing tight or revealing
clothes and positioning her body in such a way that
older boys and even grown men would groan and flash
carnal visual images in their minds.

By the time she'd turned thirteen, she was an
expert at manipulation, at controlling and maneuvering
men, using their weakness for her nubile teenage body
to make soft jelly of their hearts and minds, and hard
steel of their prongs.

She'd lost her cherry before entering high school,
to a handsome teacher who'd responded by changing her F
to an A. Usually she didn't have to actually sleep with
them of course. A little cooing and sultry whispers,
combined with a kiss or two sometimes did it.

For more difficult cases, she'd casually rub her-
self against them, or let them cop a feel of her boobs,
or crotch, and sometimes even jerked them off.

She'd gotten great grades in High School without
having a particularly nimble mind, or studying hard.
Others wondered about that, but as a leader of her peer
group in school, few openly questioned her methods for
academic achievement.

It was the same in college. She'd started just
this year, and had found the college professors even
more willing to come under her sway. The high school
teachers had the added worry, first of arrest, and
even after she passed the age of consent, of firing,
if caught with her.

College teachers didn't really have to worry
about that. Affairs between students and teachers
weren't unusual. They could freely make use of what
she offered in exchange for good grades, and not worry
about consequences.

Now, as she stood on the runway, clad in her
tight short shorts and her purple tank top that was
cut off just below the breasts, she was the near
perfection of a sexual creature. She didn't even have
to try and pose anymore. Any position she took could
automatically bring males organs to erection.

Her body was that of a goddess, perfect in it's
Ivory Whiteness, gleaming with health. There was not a
pimple, mole, or freckle anywhere on it. She was tall
and effortlessly graceful, her movements that of a
ballet dancer.

Her breasts were large enough to cause double
takes, but not large enough to detract from the perfect
symmetry of her shape. They were high and perfectly
round and of a firmness few young women ever achieved,
even during arousal. Her nipples were tiny pink nubs in
the exact center of each breast, which, when hard,
lengthened to an almost unnatural length, standing out
hard and ultra sensitive.

Her legs were the kind that made men run into
poles, so transfixed were they by the long gleaming
contours of her perfect thighs, shapely calves and
sweet and lovely knees.

Her ass would have won awards if such were given,
and if she had ever deigned to enter any contest. It
was the perfection other women longed for, had opera-
tions for. Not an ounce of fat, not a hint of imper-
fection marred her sweet and sumptuous buttocks. They
were more perfect in their shape when she slouched in
her sneakers than most women achieved in six inch heels
and tightly shaping pants and jeans.

Her face was the profile of delicate loveliness.
Her eyes were wide and bright, bright blue. When she
wanted, they were the eyes of an appealing child.
Within an instant they could turn sultry and wanton.

Her nose was a mere button, a little snub thing
that made the women sigh and smile. Her mouth was nar-
row and luscious, her lips full and sensuous, her teeth,
brilliant white perfection. Taken as a whole, her face
was enough to make grown men and women weep, the men
with regret, that they would never know her intimate
acquaintance, the women with amazed jealousy.

Her hair was the perfect frame for such a won-
drously sculpted visage. It was chest long and as
feathery soft and fleecy as the finest silk. At the
same time, it was luxuriously thick, cascading around
her head and splashing over her shoulders and down her
chest and back like a lustrous waterfall halted in mid-
fall.

All of these taken together drew lustful and en-
vious stares and gasps wherever she went, and contri-
buted to what was, admittedly, more than a hint of
arrogance, haughtiness and vanity. Being rich always
tended to draw people into immodesty. Being rich as well
as stunningly, dazzlingly, ravishingly, gorgeous, gave
her an ego hard to reign in, even on those odd occasions
when she tried.

Of course, her luscious silhouette and mouth
watering face were not the only reason she was drawing
stares at the moment. The main point of attraction
for the Africans was her hair, which was a bright, but
not unattractive shade of pink.

If she had been aware of the amusement, or con-
fusion her hair color was causing, she would have simply
sniffed about the crudeness and lack of sophistication
of the watchers, utterly certain that wherever in the
world she happened to be, whatever she happened to be
wearing was THE height of fashion, and that included
hair coloring and style.

She was not aware of the bewildering looks though,
since all her attention was focused on herself, and the
unhappiness and uncomfortableness she was presently
feeling. These were not things Kristen was normally
forced to contend with.

Seldom in her short life had she been refused any
pleasure, comfort or want, however fleeting or tran-
sitory. Everywhere she went she was granted boons
favors and generosity. At home, her slightest wish was
her parents most important demand. Nothing was denied
her.

Of course this went a long way to explaining her
self indulgent nature, her selfishness and vain outlook
on life. Kristen was about as spoiled as any human
being that walked the face of the earth, and as shallow
as a dried river bed.

Though she was far from stupid, an original
thought had never crossed her pretty little mind. She
followed the dictates of her social group to the
letter, her every move governed by whatever happened to
be "IN."

Now here she was sweating, SWEATING! In a sauna
that was permissible, but out in the open, in her
clothes, it was utterly intolerable.

"Dadddeeeeeeeeee," she whined. "Can't we go in-
doors where it's air-conditioned?"

"The building isn't air-conditioned sweetheart.
It's hotter than out here," he replied.

"Not air-conditioned?" She was truly amazed. In
her experience all buildings were air-conditioned. What
kind of a place was this?

"Ahhh, here comes our driver I think," her father
sighed with relief.

Kristen turned to see a boxy looking car racing
towards them in a cloud of dust. She squinted her eyes
against the sun, then put her hand over her mouth as
the thing drew up in front of them, hurling small
pebbles and dirt all around.

"You Charles Taylor?" a voice demanded.

"I am."

"Righto."

A figure jumped out of the box and moved around to
stand in front of them. Kristen looked up in disgust.
The man was in his early thirties, tall, with coarse
dark hair and weathery tanned skin, he wore a cheap
brown short sleeved shirt and dark green pants tucked
into boots, not even designer boots.

He was sort of handsome, in a rugged, cowboy type
way, with a thick, barrel chest and enormous, biceps.
His hands were big and rough from work, and his chest
hair curled out through the half open shirt. Kristen
wrinkled her nose in distaste.

"Pleased ta meet yah." The man said, holding out
his big hand at Taylor. "I'm Joe Steel."

"How do you do?" Charles said, shaking hands.
"This is my wife Lucy..."

"Charmed." Lucy said, waving her hand back and
forth in front of her face to stir a little breeze.

"And my daughter Kristen."

"Hi there Kris." he grinned, his eyes sliding
quickly and appreciatively up and down her body.

"Kristen." she said, stiffly, glaring in reproach.

It didn't do to let the help become to chummy to
begin with, and nobody dared call her Kris.

With no further delay Joe had begun hefting their
bags one and two at a time, and tossing them into the
rear of the "Rover" as he called it. He showed not
even a hint of effort at the heavy bags and was quickly
done, whereupon he jumped into the drivers seat to
await them.

Charles held open the rear door and Lucy and
Kristen carefully stepped in.

"Don't you have air-conditioning?" she complained.

"You're joking?" He laughed. "Air-conditioning!
What a laugh!" He then proceeded to laugh, long and
hard, before stomping on the gas pedal. The three pas-
sengers were thrown back against the weakly padded
seats as the Rover bumped and bounced across the dirt
field and out through the airport gate.

In a short length of time, they were driving
through an incredibly dirty and tacky looking excuse for
a city, with hordes of Black people wandering around
aimlessly and shrieking in some ugly foreign language
that Kristen knew wasn't French or Italian, the only
two acceptable languages other than English.

"How far is the hotel?" She grumbled.

"Hotel? We ain't goin' to no hotel, gorgeous.
We're heading right for the jungle. We'll pick up the
rest of the gear in Bankoland, then head inland."

"You mean we'll be traveling in this?!" she de-
manded in astonishment.

"That's it beautiful."

"But... but... but... we CAN'T travel in this!"
she exclaimed.

He looked back at her in irritation. "And just
what's wrong with this? This is a helluva fine machine,
girl. It'll take you through damn near anything without
stalling."

"How long do we have to be riding around in this
thing?" She demanded.

"This is your ride for the duration, Princess." he
grinned.

"Daddeeeeeeee!"

"Now look, precious, we could hardly travel in a
Rolls in the middle of the jungle," he tried to placate
her.

"Couldn't you get something that was at least air-
conditioned!?"

"You'll never get acclimatized with air-condition-
ing pinky." Joe grinned.

"What?"

"He means you won't get used to the heat,
darling."

"I don't want to get used to the heat!" she stamp-
ed her foot on the floor.

"You ain't got no choice there, pinky."

"Don't call me that!" she demanded, furiously.

He laughed, which did nothing to cool her temper.
She folded her arms tightly, despite the heat, and sank
back in her corner of the seat, determined to sulk un-
til she was back home again. The Rover continued to
bounce along until they reached a small village outside
town.

There they stopped. There was six other four wheel
drive vehicles there waiting. Joe looked at them in
disbelief. "What in hell?" He jumped out and went to
the waiting native drivers, chatting furiously.

"You told me to find everything on the list and
bring it here with drivers." The man in charge said,
shrugging.

"What in hell was on the friggin list?!" Joe de-
manded. He poked his nose inside the rovers and jeeps,
his face growing more and more incredulous.

Finally he came over to stand in front of Charles.

"Are you nuts?" he demanded.

"Excuse me?"

"What in hell is all this junk? You got furniture
here, fer chrissake!"

"Yes, a few tables and chairs, and cots."

"Tables and chairs!"

"I suppose you've never sat in a chair or at a
table." Kristen sniffed, disdainfully. Joe glared at
her, then turned back to Taylor. "You have any idea
what this is costing you?"

"Of course I know." Charles said with dignity.

"How about how long it's gonna take us to pack up
and set down?"

"I'm sure they'll manage."

Joe closed his eyes and counted to ten.

"It's your funeral," he said before finally,
stomping over to the other drivers.

"Really." Lucy said. "Couldn't you have found a
better guide, Charles?"

"He is supposed to be the best, my dear."

"He smells badly." Kristen sulked.

"I dare say we'll all smell badly soon." Her
father said, altogether too happily. Both women looked
at him in disgust.

They bounced down dirt roads for several more
hours, with the other cars riding along behind. They
left the road then, going through the jungle on even
more bouncy trails. Just when she was certain she
couldn't take another minute, they stopped in a small
clearing by a river.

"All right. We're here." Joe said in obvious re-
lief. He almost dove out of the rover, moving as far
away from Kristen as he could get. Never had he had to
bear such a constant unending barrage of whining com-
plaints, and snotty comments.

If she had known the fantasies he'd used to try
and block her out for most of the afternoon, Kristen
would have been outraged. In truth, they weren't all
that different from most men's fantasies about her,
except for being considerably more violent.

The dozen natives proceeded to set up the camp,
which included two large tents, each ten feet by twelve
feet and tall enough for a tall man to stand. Inside
each they carried a large round plastic bathtub, which
they set up in a curtained corner, along with the
portable toilets.

They attached round curtain rods to the tubs, then
put on the curtains. A pipe with a shower nozzle on the
top was put into place, and a generator to power the
pumps, along with other gear, was started up. One large
vehicle was entirely filled with big drums of water,
which were rolled over and attached to the pumps.

Joe sat on the front bumper of his Rover and
watched in stunned amazement as the tubs, along with
tables, chairs, benches and cots were all unloaded and
brought into the tents. Each time Kristen saw him, she
turned up her nose and sniffed in disdain. Joe imagined
what a good sturdy leather belt would do to her round
little behind.

The Taylors wandered around, enjoying the scenery,
what there was of it no further than a dozen yards from
the camp at least. Kristen accompanied her parents,
shrugging and sniffing at everything they pointed out.

He's got a big campfire going, for the atmosphere,
Charles had said, since of course they'd brought por-
table propane stoves and lanterns for heat and light.
The fire drew the only appreciative statement from
Kristen Joe had heard all day. She'd allowed that it
was "OK."

Soon after things were installed, the Taylors all
retired to their tents and the pumps started up. Joe's
mind filled with the image of the pink haired girl
having a shower and despite his irritation at her,
found his loins stirring.

Normally he wouldn't have dreamed of it, but the
little bitch had been such a snotty little thing that
he almost felt she owed him one, a look that is.

With nobody in sight, he unzipped the tent and
poked his head inside, then walked in, poking his head
out to be sure nobody had seen him. He moved across
the room to the little curtained alcove, then looked
inside.

The curtain that ran around the tub was in place
and water pattered off it weakly. The pumps were only
as good as the power source which had to be small
enough to cart around. Still, a good spray of water
enveloped the girl as she stood under it.

The plastic curtain was solid, and only her shadow
showed through. Not a man to hesitate, Joe wandered
across the few feet that separated it from him and
pulled it aside slightly.

Her back was to him, and what a back! Despite his
many experiences with women he had to swallow a sigh of
appreciation. He shook his head as his eyes beheld her
beautifully proportioned body, the lovely round swells
of her buttocks and magnificent legs.

She turned and he let the curtains fall. Then
opened them a crack. Her head was tilted back and her
hands were rubbing shampoo through her long hair. He
closed his eyes for a second, then opened them again.
No, he hadn't been imagining.

"Good Christ!" he murmured, his voice easily
covered by the sound of splashing water. What a body!
His eyes lingered over her upturned breasts, looking
even more golden and perfect as she unconsciously
thrust her chest up and out.

Her belly was smooth and flat and looked like the
softest thing on earth. Her damp pubic hair, she was a
blonde, he saw, barely covered her dark little slit as
she stood with legs slightly apart.

The water trickled off her gleaming wet skin,
giving her a slick, oily look that set his heart pound-
ing and his cock pulsing. It was all he could do to
keep from jumping in and screwing her right then and
there.

Luckily, he was a strong man mentally as well as
physically. He backed away and stumbled out of the tent
his eyes wide and dazed. No matter her personality
flaws, he was going to have the little bitch if it was
the last thing he did!

He set out to please her as soon as she returned
from her shower. His attempts to curry favor and amuse
her failed dismally however. She was used to men trying
to charm and please her and was in no mood for it. Be-
sides, he was as far from her type as it was possible
to get without actually being ugly.

His smile became strained over the course of the
evening, as his most gallant, courteous and congenial
attempts to strike up friendship, or even a conversa-
tion, failed dismally, shot down by snotty remarks,
arrogant condescension and rude and brusque dismissals.

He was in a foul mood when he went to sleep that
night. It didn't get any better the next day, as she
repeated her whining and complaining to such an extent
he was reduced to angry growls and snarls himself. When
she haughtily summoned him to her tent that evening, he
was in no mood to be pleasant.

Her constant sniveling had driven him to tear into
his stash of brandy far sooner than normal, and he was
ready to bite somebody's head off. None would be better
than hers.

Kristen was wearing a light white designer shirt,
that, because of the heat, she'd completely unbuttoned
and then tied together below her braless breasts.

That her magnificent orbs were thus encased in two
tight sacks that became translucent as she sweated, did
not apparently occur to her, and if it had, she
wouldn't have cared. Tormenting men, even ones she dis-
liked was commonplace to her.

Her shorts were the kind of baggy, multi colored
things currently in vogue in California, and looked
preposterous here, but again, that didn't occur to her.

"What is it?" He almost snarled after pushing
through her tent flap.

"This thing doesn't work." she complained, point-
ing at the shower.

"So what do you want me to do about it?" She look-
ed at him like he was exceedingly stupid.

"Fix it." She said, pronouncing each word careful-
ly as she stared at him.

"It ain't my shower." He glared.

"You were hired by my father..."

"To guide you through the jungle. You want a
plumber go and find one."

"How dare you!?" she glared in outrage.

"Oh stuff a sock in it." he snapped.

"When I tell my Daddy..."

"You can tell Daddy whatever the bleeding hell you
want you silly little cunt. I'm tired of listening to
your whining and bitching and complaining!" He moved
right in front of her, staring down angrily from inches
away. She backed up in consternation, but he kept mov-
ing forward until she was backed against a table.

He jammed his face right up against hers. "Your
shit don't stink! Do it?"

Kristen's eyes and mouth opened in amazement. No-
body, but nobody had ever talked to her like this
before.

"I... I... I..."

"Oh can it! I'm sick of listening to your whining
voice!" He shoved his face even closer, forcing her to
bend backwards across the table.

"You are the snottiest little ice maiden I've ever
seen in my life! You and your Goddam bathtubs and God-
dam CD player and your Goddam pink hair! What kind of a
crazy wears pink hair anyway!?

"It... it's the latest s... style." she stuttered.

"Style! Ha! " He backed up slightly, his eyes
glaring as he looked her up and down. "And your
clothes. You wave your little ass around and show off
your fat titties and then look down your nose at anyone
that takes notice!"

He poked his nose in her face again, forcing her
back. "What you really need is a hard belt across your
dainty little rear end! Or better yet a good hard cock
up your tight, cold little hole!"

Kristen gasped in shock, her skin flushing red in
embarrassment and outrage.

"I bet for all your showin' off your still a
stinking virgin!" he snarled.

"I... I am not!" she whined.

"Bullshit! I can't imagine you letting any man
between those legs of yours!" He reached his hand down
and cupped her left breast through the sweaty
blouse. "The only one that's ever touched these are
you!" He sneered, again putting his face right up
against hers.

Kristen was now terrified. She was in a situation
she'd never faced in her life. Someone didn't like her!
Someone was being mean to her, yelling at her and call-
ing her names. She didn't know how to deal with it and
gaped at him in shock, not even trying to slap his hand
away from her hot, sweaty breast.

"What about it, little Miss Ice Queen?" he smirked.

"Or are you a lesbo? That wouldn't surprise me. A
man hating little homo!"

"A... am not!" she whimpered.

"Yeah?" He curled his lip into a sneer, then
abruptly, jammed his big hand down the front of her
shorts. The button tore off, popping across the tent
as his hand forced into the thin garment. Kristen
gasped again, her eyes staring down in shock.

Joe's hand slid right under her panties and cupped
her bare flesh, squeezing up against her pussy mound.
His eyes continued to stare into hers and as she looked
up, she felt held there, her own eyes unable to pull
away as his fingers began to rub up and down over her
cunt.

End Of Part 1

UNFAITHFUL LISA CONTINUED
PART (2)

Suzan spam wife had been with me in a flat i was loaned for a long weekend by a work college, who was working away for a few weeks, this flat was directly opposite my house and from this flat i could see basically the whole of my master bedroom,
Myself Dave and Suzan watched her husband John fucking my Girlfriend Lisa, we both had the feeling that our partners was cheating, but was not sure who with, John had told Suzan he had been asked to join up with me and had to go away for 3 days, Friday through till Sunday, Lisa thought i was working away for a week,
any way whilst Suzan and me watched the goings on between John and Lisa, she got very very excited and we landed up fucking, and Suzan had let me fuck all her holes letting me take her anal virginity, we fucked all weekend, i paid particular attention to that once virgin arse, i gave it a really really go pounding, leaving Suzan satisfied but extremely sore. Suzan and John had 3 young children together, her pussy was still very very tight despite having 3 kids,
The kids stayed with there gran while Suzan was with me, she was aware, Suzan thought John was cheating, her mum didn't like John at all, she kept telling Suzan he was no good she deserved better,
When i took her Suzan to pick the 3 kids up late on the Sunday morning, Suzan told her mum everyone was rite he was cheating with her best friend and my girlfriend Lisa, her mum asked if we had actually witnessed goings on we explained everything in great detail to her mum, then the mum turned to me and said you to i hope had a good revenge fuck with each other, Suzan blushed,
You do know Dave MY Suzan has always fancied you, since you to was at school together, She told me many many times, she wished she had never married, that slimy cunt John. she always got jealous every time she see you with another girl.
So now will you listen to me my girl Suzan's mum said, Suzan said yes mum I'm going to get rid of him.
I am going to contact that solicitor you told me about, I will wait a few weeks, as me and Dave here are going to set them up and confront them Dave is planning to be away again I am sure when John gets to hear Dave is away again he will be in contact with Lisa and arrange to meet for another weekend of cheating, Dave can use the flat every weekend as his college when not away with work goes and stops with his girlfriend.
WE collected the Kids i took Suzan home, before Suzan left the car she said in no uncertain terms she was mine i could fuck her holes any time i wanted, and she loved it that i had taken her arse virginity, as John had been trying to take it since they first become a couple,
I told Suzan Lisa was an arse virgin to and i had tried for the 18 months we had been a couple to get in her arse, but she said exit only nothing is ever going up there,
over the next few weeks until i could work away of getting mine ad John's boss to pretend to send me away for a long weekend to do with work, i decided i had to ask for his help i spilt the bean's told him what was going on, he then surprised me said he really dislike John the only reason he was still in his job was John ha caught him in a store room fucking his P.A and had blackmailed him, so this would be the perfect way to end John's grip over him. he send an e-mail to me over the office computer, a personal not company message, which i left open on purpose knowing John would see it, bait was laid.
I had a word with my other college, asked if i could use his flat that weekend, he said no problem, is it true what i heard John was having an affair, I pretended to be shocked, I then said you heard those rumours to, my college said he's an idiot i don't like him look he's got an absolutely gorgeous wife what a figure she has a young family a good job and he is throwing all that away for extra marital sex.
During this time Suzan and me met up 4 more times, she used the excuse she was going to the gym for a good work out, that meant John had to baby sit the kids, when in fact she was with me we went to her mum's house knowing her mum was out at bingo, so we had lots of sex every time since i took Suzan's arse virginity, she wanted me to pound her arse, she loved it was going mad over it, eve though she knew i had a really long thick cock that always split her left her extremely sore, she didn't care just wanted it all the time, she told me that her and John was still having sex and he was still as pathetic as ever, she ,was now faking her orgasms even more. i had to admit me and Lisa was still fucking like rabbits, Lisa was really really good in bed always super wet, Lisa called me her huge Duracell bunny as i went on and on,
the weekend end came Suzan's mum had the kids from the Friday, i think she actually took the kids to the seaside for the weekend, John had taken the bait, and Told Suzan he was joining me again working away was a special client special project,
I picked Suzan up got the keys to the flat, we did a little food shop as we was going to be in the flat all weekend. I had made sure before leaving my house and Lisa, all the security camera's was working and recording, Lisa bless her had no idea the security camera's was real, she thought they was decoy's, a bit of plastic with a light that flashed every now and then,
Suzan and me waited in the flat watching my house, sure enough around 7pm John pulled up putting his car in my garage shut the garage door's, Lisa the cheating slut was waiting naked on my bed, for him, Suzan was felling sick, as she was looking through the binoculars, giving me running commentary on what she was seeing, you got to see this, your Lisa is lay naked and is fucking her cunt with a wine bottle, i can see 2 wine glasses on the floor looks like 2-3 more empty wine bottles, that's it John is there naked oh he isn't alone his brother is there as well also naked, Looks like Lisa isn't happy she is pushing the pair of them out the door, she just slapped john, she looks very drunk Dave love, she is staggering all over the place,
OOOHHHH John has just picked her up thrown her face down on the bed his brother has parted her legs, John is holding her down, looks like his brother is fucking Lisa
they did this to me same thing, she is trying to fight, John has moved and shoved his cock in her mouth, now John's brother, James has lifted her on top of John how has pushed his cock in her dirty cheating cunt, i bet James mounts her from behind as John holds her down tight, yep they are DPing her stretching her cunt, haha James is trying to get in her arse, my good she is strong she has got free she is sat there crying, pointing for them to leave, John looks like he is trying to calm her down, now all 3 are cuddling and kissing touching each other,
while Suzan is giving me running commentary, I am busy licking teasing fingering her pussy, she has come twice already, i managed to get 2 fingers up her arse, and 2 in her pussy same time, it drives her mad, I am also masturbating my cock getting him hard ready to push him in Suzan's pussy or arse, probably arse as Suzan craves anal sex after Suzan had orgasmed half a dozen times and given me a squirt shower, we changed places. i was now on binocular duty, Suzan had stripped naked, before she knelt in front of me she took a toy out her over weekend bag, this toy was huge rubber thing, really thick was about a foot foot and a half long, she stuck it on the floor and lowered her pussy over it stretching her pussy wide she took the whole thing then lowered her self rite all the way down on it, i could her her pussy farting squelching as it went further up her, she rode this thing apparently called a big black dragon, (hahahahaha) as she rode this thing she played with her pussy lips and clit, whilst blowing my cock, i didn't last very long as it was just to sexy watching Suzan ride this thing i blew my load deep in her mouth she swallowed the lot licked her fingers, licked her lips, run her fingers around her mouth taking all my cum that spilt out her mouth back in from off her fingers, after i had come she brought me back up nice and hard then lowered herself over my cock taking it in her stretched open pussy, she now had the binoculars, was watching as she rode me, she was slamming her pussy down on top my lap hard,
we ordered a take away to be delivered, Suzan's Favourite, Thai, i had some chicken satay's on skewers i got Suzan to open her legs i dripped some of the sauce on to her pussy it ran down over her clit down her pussy lips into her pussy opening, where i then pushed the chicken up her already soaking pussy, in and out slowly i ate the chicken covered in the sauce and cum, i shared a few bite's with Suzan who couldn't stop orgasming she was shaking.
just as we finished we noticed the garage doors go up, John's brother stood at the front door, as John backed his car out, as John's brother got in the Car Lisa appeared at the front door wrapped in just a towel, she was shouting and swearing loudly at John and James, that's it you pair of useless pathetic cunts go gone on run away, go on you've had your way with me, go on John run home like a good little boy to your wife i don't need your tiny cock, I need a man a real man someone who knows what a woman likes knows how to treat her in bed not just wham bam thank you mam, go on fuck off, John sped away, Lisa went back in slammed the door, she appeared back in the bedroom, and got her vibrator out and started fucking herself, Suzan looking through the binoculars said its getting dark now i cant make things out they are not so clear but it looks like she is really jamming that vibrator in and out really fast and really hard,
as she said that my mobile went, it was Lisa, guess what I am doing rite now, i had the phone on speaker, as Lisa described how she was lay naked on my bed touching her nipples and fucking the vibrator i had bought for her, and how deep and hard she was taking it, and dreaming it was my massive cock inside her,
Suzan was gritting her teeth doing her best no to react say something, to stop her i grabbed her head and forced my cock in her mouth that worked once she had me in her mouth she mellowed out and sucked me so lovely teasing my balls even put a finger or 2 up my arse,
i'm, cumming i'm cumming Lisa screamed down the phone i'm flooding, wish you was hear i want your cock, i miss you,
then the phone went dead silent she rang off, i took a quick look, the curtain had been drawn, garage doors wide open no John, 30 mins later a taxi pulled up Lisa got in it dressed up real sexy. then gone,
Me and Suzan carried on doing as we planned have a weekend full of nothing but sex,
around 2 am Lisa returned alone in a Taxi , i was fucking Suzan up the arse and we was on the balcony of the flat Susan holding on to the rails pushing her arse backon to me keeping up the rhythm we had going on, Lisa looked up seen us we was to high for her to make out our faces, she shouted up i hope your giving her a good arse fucking you lucky pair,

Next morning when we finally woke up Suzan said John's car was back in the garage doors open and she could See Lisa and John cuddling and kissing at the front door, i had my breakfast Suzan's pussy, We had a special 69 a meal for 2 all you can eat,
It was a fun weekend we never once go dressed, naked all day and night, we had several showers washed each other fucked under the flowing water, was one of Suzan's fantasy's to get fucked under a water fall, i suppose under a shower was a poor substitute John and Lisa must have had same idea as I watched them both get naked i my bedroom John even neatly folded all his clothes up, they fucked in the bedroom John paid more attention to Lisa but still came really fast, was as if his cock never left her mouth she kept blowing him,
they must have fucked in different rooms as they left the bedroom, night time came and they did same as us ordered a take away to be delivered, Lisa answered the door to take the meal in just a wrapped around towel she held closed with her hand, when she took the delivery she dropped the towel standing completely naked in front of the delivery driver, who just handed her the meal turned and left, Lisa looked a bit put out, as the delivery driver approached the car took off the hat and it turned out to be a young girl, long flowing hair, she got in the car drove off in to the flat's car park, 5 mins later was ringing the flat's door bell same girl delivered our meal, Suzan asked if she had delivered to house across the road she said yeah and the woman answered the door and on purpose dropped her towel stood there naked, looked as if she had cum in the corner of her mouth, she seen a guy sat on the floor naked, looked as if he had a small cock, she also said the woman asked if she liked her body and asked if she wanted to come in share the take away have a threesome with her and her master,
At hearing this i spat my drink out as i nearly chocked, yes she said master, she had wrist and ankle cuffs on and was wearing a dog collar. she said the guy told her to ask if she didn't he would punish her take her naked to the park and give her to the tramps to get gang fucked.
After the girl left, Suzan said i knew he was a sad perv but that takes the fucking piss he really is sick in the head,
that gave mean idea on how to revenge Lisa, get her gang banged by total stranger's, i put that idea to Suzan she loved it teacher her a lesson, she obviously loves getting fucked by different cocks, so why not a whole load at once wreck her cunt.
I'm going definitely divorce that perv even if we don't land up together, then she started to cry, you will stay with me not leave me will you, i don't want to be on my.
All i said was do you really think i loose that arse. Suzan just smiled said come on the prove it lay me face down pound my arse i want 6 loads in my fill me up, hard rough deep turn my arse into a red raw sore cum dump, make me look like what a baboons arse looks like and i don't want you to stop till you do, then you can fuck my mouth and cunt, ripping that up to making that sore, i don't want to be able to walk properly, after this weekend, i want John to ask why i was walking funny. we gave up watching John and Lisa we knew what they was doing anyway, plus the security camera's was recording everything,
so i did as Suzan requested i pounded and pounded and pounded her arse, by the time i had finished she had a dark purple bruised arse hole looked as if the rose bid hole had come out, definitely had that baboon arse look to it, her pussy was battered and extremely swollen her lips was real full and puffy, and both holes was gapping,
The Sunday morning the last day before we confronted Lisa and John i had to fuck Suzan very gentle we had a quick shower i washed Suzan but had to stop as every time i brushed her arse or pussy she whinced gave a little owwww ouch,
Suzan sat naked on the balcony, legs wide open had rubbed some kind of cream on her arsehole and pussy, i could tell just sitting there she was very uncomfortable, Suzan took up the binoculars again, she watched her husband John go out in his car, he returned shortly after with a McDonald breakfast same as he did every Sunday when at home but now was sharing with her soon to be ex-best friend Lisa
soon after Suzan's phone went it was John saying he be home a day early he be home by 6pm that Sunday evening,
then her mum rang to say one of the kiddies was ill could she come pick them up ASAP, so Suzan threw her dress on put her jacket on and shoe's i had to driver her to get the kiddies, at her mums, her mum said you are walking funny my girl, have you done what i think you have done Dave fucked my daughter silly, jokingly she lifted Suzan's dress up oooohhhh i see you have done more than fuck her silly, you have certainly fucked that pussy look how swollen and red that is,
Suzan laughed said you think that's swollen and sore you should see my arse he has wrecked that chuckling, not expecting her mum to look, her mum quickly spun her round, arrrrrr fuck me girl, i didn't realise i had a baboon arse girl as my daughter, her mum looked at me grabbed my cheek giving a little playful wobble, said who's a naughty arse fucker then.
we got the kiddies the eldest was not very well, took them all home, Suzan said sorry she couldn't be there with me to confront them, she will have John soon,
i went back to the flat tidied up, i watched there cheaters cheating a few more times, then about 3pm i phoned Lisa.

I asked her how she was, i walked and sat in a chair on the balcony, Lisa said i'm fine missing you so much dave, i asked are you alone, she said yes of course i am really i said yes i promise came from Lisa, ohhh really so if you are alone, why are you naked , she said how do you know that, i'm just going in the shower really i said, so you are having a shower alone i take it, yes yes Lisa said, so you have been on your own since Friday when i left, yes yes she said again why all the questions, you know i love you and would never ever think about cheating on you i'm not the stupid or nasty, i love you i love you, So you never cheat, on me not with anyone, no one has ever been in my house with you, you have never ever fucked anyone else ever, no no said Lisa, not even John your best mates husband, you never had sex with 2 men at the same time, lets see like John and his brother James, as Lisa started to cry no i wouldn't do that to you,
i said that's good as i was going to ask you to marry me build a family have my kids, spend the rest of our lives together, really really Lisa said excitedly, then a long pause, What do you mean was going to ask me, why not why you not going to ask me, you know i say yes as i love you more than i have loved any man ever,
i burst out laughing really you fucking cheating lying bitch,
What do you mean why are you calling me those things,
I said why don't you ask your master John he can explain it to you,
Why should i ask John he is not my master i hate him, i said hate or do you mean ate ?
ohhh by the way i said when he parks his car in the garage make sure he closes the door behind him, and before you ever fuck anyone again make sure you close the curtain and make sure there is no recording equipment around,
she screamed down the phone i'm no cheat i never fuck that guy he repulses me,
laughing again i said really yes she said really, well i said i dont think he looks to happy you saying he is repulsive, turn look at him look at his face,
the penny dropped, where are you how do you know all this its not true i'm alone honestly, well i can see you are naked and he was naked and he has now left the room, but as i said so you don't get caught out make sure the garage door is closed, it ok he's probably getting dressed ready to get home to his wife Suzan and 3 beautiful kids, he has to be home around 6pm tonight Sunday, what the fuck you going on about stop this Dave stop it, owww look he is standing in the bedroom door way fully dressed now,
Lisa said where are you, i said don't bother putting any clothes on everyone has seen you naked and getting fucked by now, walk to the bedroom window look up and across the road at the flats, i will wave at you,
she went to the window naked looked up i stood up and waved at her, she looked shocked to see me standing there crying she kept saying sorry sorry sorry.
Now i suggest you go wash have a shower sterilise you body flush you pussy mouth and arse out, get dressed, tell John go remove his fucking face from my house and get in his car and go home before i get back to my house,
oh yeah you can strip all the covers and pillow cases off m bed throw them in the trash, i be seeing you shortly you cheating lying bitch, i want you naked when i walk through that front door ok, yes yes don't hurt me please don't hurt me i do anything you ask.
i then phone Suzan to tell her what's happened what i've done and John was on his way home, and i had not told them you knew about this or anything that had happened nor had i mentioned i had ruined her arse or pussy,
15 Mins later after i had witnessed John getting in his car and wheel spinning his tyres to get away quickly, i entered MY house, i found Lisa sat completely naked , she dropped to her knees, holding both my legs saying im sorry really am sorry, he blackmailed me into doing this, i hate him i really hayed him, well you didn't hate him when you was fucking and sucking him did you, and this weekend wasn't the first time was it, this has been going on for months hasn't it,
Lisa said the first time they fucked was the 2-3 weeks before, prior it was just kissing and cuddling, she didn't want to, but John had seen her with another girl that had licked her pussy at a after night club party,
and he blackmailed her into doing this,
i looked at Lisa laughed said you know that's bullshit, while you are on your knees get my cock out and suck it you cheating slut.
she did just that once i was hard i pulled her up by her hair told her to kneel up on the sofa pull her arse cheeks apart show me her arse, she crying said no not that please not that,
not what i asked Lisa your going to take my arse
well i might, it doesn't look like a virgin hole to me, who's been up there, i promise no one, John and his brother James tried but i stopped them forced then off, I told her i see them DP you, Lisa said no they tried to go in my arse but i wouldn't let them so they forced there cocks together up my pussy it hurt so much but only lasted like 2 mins they came together, James tried 2-3 times to take her arsehole but never got it in, then after he tried the last time she had argued with John who took him home John returned the next morning with the straps andd collars telling me i was his slave he was my master, role play shit, but you hated him he repulsed you, see more fucking lies, go on get dressed get your shit together get out my sight my house, we are dont, i could never trust a cheating slut like you never marry you never want kids with you,
Please Please don't kick me out ive got nowhere to go no one else. i love you please i never ever cheat again, please you can do what ever you want to me, but not my arse. well i said no arse you don't stay you are gone today your choice, now that's real blackmail bitch,

Lisa thought for a min said please you can do what ever you want you love me don't you Dave please don't make me take you in my arse, look at the size of your cock and thickness.

On your knees spread them arse cheeks go on kneel up do as i ask, or you know where the door is,
slowly slowly crying like i never seen her cry before keep saying no no please don't, as i moved in behind her, i fingered her pussy and pit a wet pussy soaked finger up her arse then 2 then 3 as she squealed i made her hold my cock and hold it so the tip was on her arsehole shaking and cryig begging me not to, i took hold i pushed the tip of my cock in her as she braced herself then i quickly shoved me rock hard cock into her pussy, she let out a loud sigh of relief, as i pounded into her pussy from behind, all the time i was fingering her arse hole using her pussy juices to lube the hole, as she was now relaxed not expecting anything i could tell she was ready to orgasm her pussy was tightening so i pulled out rammed it back in a few times i did this them to late for Lisa to say or do anything one quick long deep thrust i was all the way up her arse balls deep slapping against her soaking wet pussy,
Ohhhhh fuck Ohhhh fuck still crying Lisa cried Ooooohhhhhhh fuck you bastard, you fucking bastard, your up my arse stop stop please as i laughed and pounded her really really hard going deeper every thrust,
You like it you cheating bitch you like it i laughed, no no please stop you are tearing me i can feel my arse splitting you are to big.
I just carried on took me a good 10-15 mins of thrusting she fell flat in the end so i was able to got deeper power drive into her arse, i was chuffed really chuffed i had destroyed 2 virgin arsed i emptied 2 full loads in Lisa's arse before i pulled out leaving her a shaking crying cum filled mess, i was goooood , both women Suzan and Lisa's arsehole looked similar both red raw sore looking like a baboons arse, neither could sit or walk properly,
after this i told Lisa she did what ever i asked when it came to sex, if she wanted to carry on living here with me, if i wanted her arsehole she gave it willingly, she would now bed sleeping in the spare bedroom till i sore fit and regained trust in her , the only time she was aloud in my room is when i called her in to suck or fuck me,
she had no choice but to agree,
Lisa thought that was the end of her ordeal with me,

BUT it was just the beginning of her nightmare.

TO BE CONTINUED WATCH THIS SPACE FOR PART 3 COMING SOON TO A CONFESSIONS ON MOTHERLESS

does anyone else ever wish they could get away with murdering someone?
i work at this building, and one of the residents is this insufferable cunt of a woman. she's a total bitch, she lies and tries to get me fired on almost a daily basis. but when she makes up lies to get me in trouble, i just wish i could use the key to her place, suffocate her with a plastic bag and have the whole thing be classified as an accident.
i wish there was something i could do to get back at her. suggestions??

I keep having fantasies about doing bad things to my bff and her mother.
really bad things.
tying them up, fucking them and sliding a plastic bag over her moms head and wrapping duct tape around her neck while I stranglefuck her daughter in front of her.

I confess that i haven't had sex in over six months so as i was on my daily masturbatory schedule i ran into a youtube video that specialized in making homemade male sextoys. I also confess that i made one and tried it out and it felt like the real thing. all you had to do was put lube in a plastic bag and mush it around and then cut off the zipper part and slide it in between the the couch cushions and bingo i felt like i was fucking again. Any1 else have any homemade sex toys aswell

Anyone else ever fart into a plastic bag and breathe it? or am I weird?