I’m a 29 married mom and I’ve been fucking my boss. He’s 42 married and has kids. 

One night we went out with a few people from work. We have flirted a bit over time but this night was heavy on the flirting. It was a late night and as soon as the last person left his house, my boss turned to me and grabbed my ass. Grabbed me by the back of the neck and kissed me. Eventually we went to the living room and he made me suck his big cock. And it was definitely big. He wanted to go down on me and ate me till I came twice. Then he bent me over and started fucking me doggy. Hard. 

we did it all over the house. When he was ready he creampied me. About 15 mins later I figured I would go but he wanted more. He started fucking me again and eventually gave me a big facial. 
I went home at like 4 am with cream in me and on me. It was so hot. 

I thought that would be it. But we ended up sending sexy texts and pics back and forth. One day at work told me to wear a dress the next day so I did. I came in and shit the door. He flipped up my dress and started eating me. Eventually he bent me over his desk and creampied me again. I went back to work with it dripping down my leg. 

we did it one more time. He had a party and his wife passed out. After everyone left I stayed and sucked his dick in his kitchen. Then he wanted to put it in my ass and I let him. He came on my face again. Then told me he’d put it in his wife later that night. He sent me the proof. 

I can’t wait to fuck him again. 

I was out of town on business and called my sister who lived in the city I was going to, to see if I can stay at her place rather than get a hotel. She told me, no problem, I could stay in the spare room, but she would not be home until late. (She works odd hours as a nurse)

I got to her place about 7PM after my appointments, put my suitcase and crap in the spare room and then went out for some food and drinks, came back by 10, and basically just went to bed.

I was woken at about 2am to what I thought was the noise of people having sex in the living room. However, after I quietly left the room and peaked around the corner into the living room, there was my sister, buck-ass naked on the floor, watching a porn while fucking the hell out of her self with 2 different dildos.

At first I thought she was stuffing them both in her pussy, but as my eyes focused, I could see she had 1 in her pussy and one in her ass and she was slamming away and moaning and grinding and watching the TV.

The porn she was watching was a lesbian orgy with toys and strap-ons.

Now, my sister is 27, long brown hair, nice body, and DD breasts. Always been a tad overweight, but can still pull off a bikini because of those tits. But she's always been kind of, well....homely. She'd never doll herself up and attempt to look good for anyone. She could use one of those makeover shows. None of my friends ever showed any interest in her. It could be because we're about 10 years apart, but mainly for all the reasons above.

In any event, at that moment, she was fucking hot as the sun.

I watched with my rock hard cock in my hand under my boxers until she came and started to quiet down. So I quietly went back to the room to attempt to go to sleep. (which I was able to, only after wacking off to the thought of my cock up her ass)

Morning comes and I get up, shower....and she comes in the bathroom asking if it's me behind the shower curtain! haha, I said, Yeah. She asked if I just got here. I said, No I got in last night. She's quiet for too long so I added, "I was so tired from work, I hope my snorring didn't keep you up, I was out like a light until I woke up 20 minutes ago!" she laughs and just says, no, but she thought I was coming tonight, and leaves the room. (I'm sure she was freaking, thinking I heard her!)

I get out, get dressed and meet her in the kitchen, say HI, hug, etc

That's basically it. Spend 1 more night...we went out that night with a few of her nurse friends, whom one I believe she might be screwing around with. (girl) They were just way too play flirty.

But that's all there is to tell.

I have no desire to fuck my sister. (sorry creeps)....but when I close my eyes and picture her fucking her holes like that, it still gets me hot!

I'm in the dressing room...all alone. I want you to come in and pull down my shorts and panties and bend me over and fuck my pussy and then slip it in my ass while video tapings it. Then I want you to have me on my knees and suck the cum out of you hard dick and invite your friends to fuck me randomly...can you make my fantasy come true..

Ok so I posted this already https://motherless.com/V927AD58 and wow I am still really freaked out right now today has been so weird first my girlfriend and I went out for breakfast with her dad and I couldn't talk at all because I just kept thinking about stuff so we get back home and she asks me what's wrong and I decided to tell her about all the things that are happening. So I said you know how you said you're ok with the idea of me doing things with other guys snd she nodded and said "oh are you finally going to tell me about the adult store?" And I panicked and froze and she laughed and said it was ok one of her friends had seen me go in like 3 weeks ago which is the last time before yesterday I think and I nodded and she asked me how long and how often I went in and I said for a while it was just a thing sometimes but I told her I just didn't want it to be a big deal and felt like it just needed to be a secret and I said I was sorry and she laughed and said it was ok she understood she wasn't mad but she said if I had told her sooner then she could hsve went with me so she could watch and we both got turned on and fucked then she had to shower to get ready for work. While she was in the shower though I told her there might be a weird problem and she asked what so I told her about my bosses husband and how he wanted to get with me again and she laughed and said "well yeah after as much practice as you've had I bet you're really good at sucking dick" and she was kinda sweet about it so it helped me feel a little better but I said I was worried because I really like my boss and my job. She thought about it while she got dressed and said that she didn't think he would do anything to cause me to get fired but she understood why I was worried. As she was leaving I asked if I should text him to meet up and talk and she laughed and said "you wouldn't get much talking done with your mouth full" and I love her and know she was being cute but I just said "you're probably right" and she kissed me and went to work. I just chilled for a while and watched some movies then fell asleep she finally came home (6 hour shift as a receptionist) and she said she had been thinking and that I should wait a few days to make sure things are good at work then text him to talk and just let him know that I think he's cool and would like to do stuff with him but talk about the job and my boss so he knows I'm worried. I told her I'll do that and then she started whispering in my ear about wanting to watch me suck dick and we fucked again I'm posting this before I go back to bed she's asleep already. If anything interesting happens I'll try and post some more it helps to calm me a bit knowing I'm thinking it through as I type.

this bitch loves it in the ass and loves when people watch her. she dresses slutty and flashes her tits ass and pussy in public. hell, she even flashed her asshole one time. great fuck. just like her mom but younger and hotter.

Chapter 9
The guards have come to the realization that you enjoy most of the abuse they've been heaping on you. That led them to start searching out more and more depraved ways to torture and use you, in hope of finding your breaking point.
One of them stumbled across the work of Dolcett on the internet and wondered if they could do it to you.
As much as the idea of impaling you on a spit and roasting you alive sounded like fun they decided they have to keep you alive. Too much paperwork if you die. And besides they're having far too much fun torturing you to have it end so soon.
Instead, they decide that they are going to impale you in the spit and roast you but only for half an hour.
There's a company picnic coming up for the 4th of July so it's the perfect time to barbecue you.
The picnic is being held in a clearing in the woods. It's warm and sunny and all the guards are relaxed, drinking, and happy. It would be a wholesome scene except for the naked sissy slut bound to the trees at the edge of the clearing. Standing, spread eagled, wrists and ankles tied to two trees.
The fire pit has been lit. They're just waiting for the fire to burn down and the coals to get hot.
While you're waiting to be "cooked" the warm summer breezes caress your naked, slutty, thicc body. Your nipples have grown hard, and your pathetic little cock is starting to stir too.
As the fire starts to die down your untied and led to the picnic table and told to climb up onto it. On your hands and knees, ass in the air, they start to prepare you for roasting.
Your hair is soaked and tied up. Herbs and onions are shoved into your boipussy. For flavour. An apple is pushed into your mouth. Not so much for flavour but only to make you look a like a roasting piglet.
They make you lay flat on the table and a large, round, stake is laid the length of your body. Ropes soon secure you to it. A wooden Frame is laid across your shoulders and you're soon bound to it as well. Lastly, a thick, long wooden stake is pushed deep into your gaping cunt and attached to the spit.
The entire time they're preparing you the guards talk about you in the 3rd person. They refer to you as "her" sometimes, but usually, "it".
Two burly guards grab each end of the spit and hoist you off the table. It's uncomfortable, but not quite painful. More than anything it's humiliating. You're a piece of meat, yet again, for their amusement. This time quite literally.
The heat hits you immediately when they put the spit in its rack. A small motor is going to rotate you over the fire, just like a fucking animal to be consumed.
It doesn't take long for the heat to start making you dizzy and light headed. It's also turning you on.
The heat licking at your useless cock with each rotation. The guards laughing at you and enjoying the spectacle.
After a few minutes they break out the barbecue sauce and start pouring it all over your limp body. Covering you, head to toe in sticky sweet sauce. A bottle gets shoved up your ass and the sauce pours in to mix with the other ingredients already inside you.
You've lost track of time. You're hoping you don't have to endure too much more. You can feel your cock and balls starting to singe. Your tits are glowing hot. The pain is becoming almost too much to take. Your screams and pleading are muffled by the apple in your mouth. Not that any of them would take pity and offer you relief.
The last thing you remember hearing, before you passed out, is one of them saying "Three more minutes and then we'll take the meat off the fire."
You're awakened by a bucket of cold water being thrown on you. Every inch of your body feels like it's been sunburnt. To make matters worse you're covered in sticky sweet barbecue sauce.
The guards want to get you cleaned up a little before the next stage of the festivities bit there's no hose to spray you down with. Then a brilliant idea emerges.
You're tossed on the ground, still tied to the spit, and the four dogs that have been hanging around are called over. They quickly begin licking the sticky sweet sauce off of you. Their rough tongues dragging across your burnt body is agonizing. Because you're a sick fuck, you like it. You start to moan and wiggle around to give the dogs access to more of you. Especially your pathetic little cock.
A couple of the guards notice what you're doing and start to laugh. They point out to everyone that you're fucking enjoying it. Everyone agrees that you're the most depraved, filthy, amoral, piece of fuck meat they've ever seen. They're excited about it. It means they can do anything to you. No matter how depraved, degrading, disgusting, violent, or taboo.
While they are chatting about what to do next, one of the dogs lifts his leg and starts pissing on you. The hot stream feels scalding on your burnt skin. It splashes across your stomach and chest. Some of it gets up around your neck and you open your mouth, hoping to be able to drink some of it to relieve your incredible thirst.
Everyone has gone silent, watching in amazement. When the second dog starts pissing on your chest you wiggle around to take it in the face. The hot dog piss in your mouth giving you relief from the thirst and a fantastic thrill at being able to be so fucking filthy. It's at that moment that the last 2 dogs start pissing all over your hard, but pathetic, cock. Your moans of pleasure leave the guards, and their wives, laughing and cheering.
Because it's the 4th of July the guards have brought along a bunch of flags, firecrackers and decorations to celebrate the day.
The dogs have licked you clean and lost interest in pissing on you so everyone is looking for a new amusement.
It's time to do some decorating.
You're untied from the spit and another bucket of ice cold water is thrown on your limp body. As you lay there, dazed, aroused, humiliated, you wonder what fucked up thing they could possibly have in mind.
A kick to the ribs gets you on your back. A couple more kicks and you're spread eagle in the grass.
One of the wives has brought a bunch of small flags. The paper ones with a wooden stick. She wants to shove them in your piss hole. The only problem is you've gone limp. It would be much easier if your clit was hard. It only takes her a moment to figure out how to get you hard again. She drops her panties, lifts her dress, squats over your face and starts to piss. It works like a charm. You can't help yourself. You open your slut mouth and drink it all down as quickly as you can. The shame and humiliation does what it was intended to do. Your useless cock is nice and hard again.
With her cunt still firmly pressed to your face she begins sliding the stick of the flag down into your cock. You're so embarrassed and ashamed at how much you're loving this treatment.
She manages to push two more flags into your pisshole. As she hops off your face she tells you to get the fuck up. You're exhausted and hesitant. A quick kick in the head and a slap across the face gets your moving. Your struggle to your feet.
She instructs you to show everyone how patriotic you are and to start waving the flags. Your efforts aren't even close to what she wants and she kicks you in the ass, over and over, making you stumble around, and making your faggot clit wiggle. The laughter from the crowd is so fucking humiliating and you wonder what the fuck is wrong with you that you love it.
That's when someone suggests that they should tun you into a proper flag pole.
Chapter 10

Having grown tired of watching your futile attempts to wave the little flags jammed in your pisshole the wives have decided to turn you into a “proper” flag pole.

A shovel is tossed at your feet and you’re ordered to start digging. They want a hole two feet deep and 3 feet wide. And you had better hurry the fuck up. Your efforts are decent to being but because of all the abuse you’ve endured so far today you start to tire and slow down. A crack of the whip then the sting as it bites into your ass. You dig faster. Another crack and another stripe across your sissy ass. You don’t speed up digging but your clit starts to involuntarily grow. This prompts laughter and ridicule from the guards, and particularly, the women. They can’t believe just how much of a pathetic, pain and abuse craving, sissy slut you really are.

Before too long the hole is complete. She shoves you to your knees at the edge of the hole, facing it. Turning to one of the other wives she says, “Jenn, bring the big flag and pole over here. We’re going to do this up right. Real patriotic.” She shoves you forward, so that you fall into the hole. Because of the size of the hole only your upper body fits. Your ass is in the air, sticking straight up. Completely gaping and exposed.

As she hands over the flagpole Jenn says, “I don’t think it’s going to fit. It’s way to big.” It’s not going to matter if it’s too big or not. One way or another it’s going in your cunt. Lubed, dry. No one cares.

The fat, wooden, flag pole is pushed up against the entrance to your cunt and pressure is slowly applied. It’s starting to work its way in. You do your best to relax and push out, to get the pole in your cunt without too much pain and tearing. It helps, but there is still so much of the huge pole to go.

She starts to lose patience with the progress and starts shoving harder and harder. Your cries for her to please stop are, obviously, ignored and you’re told to shut the fuck up and take it. You’re reminded that you’re only there to entertain them. Your pain doesn’t matter. Besides, she says, your hard clit says you’re enjoying it. She makes you admit you like it. You have to yell, loudly, for everyone to hear, that you like having the flag pole shoved up your ass.

Jenn starts to help. Between the two of them they’re able to force the pole deep into your cunt. Judging by how full you feel, you think there’s about two feet of hard wood up inside you. You’re ashamed of yourself for being proud of how much you can take.

Once it’s firmly in place a flag is attached to pole. It gently unfurls in the breeze. The wind playing with the cloth makes the pole move around in your cunt, pushing it from side to side. It feels like the wind is fucking you.

Your told that you cannot let the flag fall. It’s disrespectful. If it falls you’ll be beaten unconscious.
The group goes back to drinking, snacking and playing games, leaving you there. An object to amuse them.
After about half an hour you notice the dogs are sniffing around you, curious as to why you’re there. Realizing you’re not moving much they conclude you’re not a person and start pissing on you, like they would any tree, bush or shrub. At first they piss on your ass, because the flag pole is a natural place for them to piss. Eventually though they piss on your shoulders, back and face. Because you’re in the hole it’s really convenient for them to piss all over you.
Everyone sees it happening but there’s no way they’re going to stop it. It’s way too funny. Hell, not only are they not going to stop it, they’re going to join in. For the next hour you endure an almost non-stop rain of piss. All over your back and ass, all over the back of your head. In your face. So much in your face. Each time someone pisses in your face you open your mouth and drink in as much as you’re able. You try to be subtle about it so they don’t see you drinking it but eventually you’re caught. It’s decided that if you’re going to do that you might was well be a urinal for them for the rest of the evening. From that point on all of the piss, and theres so much because of all the beer drinking, is aimed at your mouth.
The sun is starting to fade from the sky. The coming darkness signals the next stage of the days festivities. The fireworks display is going to be amazing this year!

Pauline The Slut - Part 30: Dogs Life 
 I woke the next morning on the floor of the cellar with my hands tied to a hanging bar. Everyone else had gone. The Mexican girl, Rosa, brought me some food and water and left. It was a few hours before Beth and Ellie arrived. 
 

They pulled the rope attached to the bar holding my hands. I was brought to my feet. Beth stood in front of me while Ellie stood behind. They ran their hands up and down my body, scraping and pinching before Beth concentrated on my vagina and Ellie on my asshole. They were soon fingering both my holes with one hand while their other hand teased my nipples and clitoris. 
 

This continued for sometime before they both looked at each other and smiled. Together they both shoved their fists up my cunt and ass. I screamed in pain. They punched in and out laughing all the time before they started to swing me from side to side and back and forth using the fists inserted inside me. My screams were continuous as their pace quickened.  
 

They only stopped when one of the men who I didn't know arrived in. He wanted to piss on me so the women lowered me to the floor and left me for him. He had me open my mouth and pissed into it. I couldn't swallow all of it and soon I was choking and there was urine running down my body. 
 

Throughout the day people came into the cellar to use me, men, women, couples and groups. Later Rosa returned with some food. When I finished she hosed me down. That evening I could hear a party going on upstairs. Later in the night everyone arrived down to the cellar and my torture at the hands of the young Rosa started again. 
 

She wheeled a trolley to the centre of the room and told me to lie face down on it. When I did, she handcuffed my hands together and pulled them above my head locking them to the top of the trolley. She then chained each ankle to a corner of the trolley. 
 

She pressed a button on the side. The trolley started to hum before rows of pins started rise from the surface piercing every part of my body. I tried to avoid the pins by raising my body from the trolley. As I did so I heard a whistling sound before feeling a stinging pain across my buttocks. Then another across my back. I looked sideways to see Rosa with a whip in her hand. Another lash, then another forcing my body on to the pins. 
 

The next day, Rosa brought me back to my dog house. People were leaving. The next few days were spent in the dog house with Rosa feeding me and letting me out to go to the bathroom. On Thursday, my husband and Beth left with some suitcases. 
 

As Rosa was feeding me on Friday, my son Donal, arrived. He sat down in a garden seat. As Rosa was about to open the dog house to let me out he shouted at her to stop. He called her over and spoke with her. She went inside the house and returned with a collar, lead and riding crop.  

  She came over to me, put the collar and lead on me. She instructed me to get on all fours and to walk on all fours. She brought me out of the dog house and walked me to the edge of some trees. I looked at her. She hit me on the ass with the riding crop and told me to go to the toilet there.   
  

I started to stand up to object when she pulled on the lead choking me while at the same time beating me with the crop. "Get back on all fours bitch. You'll go to the toilet like the slut bitch you are. Now get on with it."  
  

I looked over at my son but he just smiled. I received a few more belts of the crop. I spread my legs and started to urinate. When I finished Rosa hit me on the ass again and said "Now bend down and smell your piss." I lowered my head to the spot where I had urinated and sniffed.   
 "Time for a walk." She took me for a walk around the garden. On all fours I struggled to keep up with her. I fell over several times. She would just pull on the lead, choking me until I got back on all fours.  
 

After taking me around the garden several times she brought me over to Donal. He took the riding crop off Rosa and threw it out on the grass "Go fetch.". 
 

I looked at him, tears in my eyes. I turned and went on all fours to retrieve the crop. When I returned with the crop he had stripped naked and Rosa was on her knees sucking his cock. He continued to throw the crop for me to fetch.   
 With me on all fours he got behind me and positioned his cock against my asshole. He pushed and started to fuck me. Rosa lay in front of me with her legs spread. I was about to start eating her cunt when she urinated. It squirted straight into my face. Donal forced my head down into her cunt as the piss continued. When she finished I cleaned her cunt as Donal came in my ass.  
  

I remained on all fours for the rest of the day. Donal would pat me on the head and have me do tricks for him just like a real dog. Later that day, Rosa arrived back to the house. She handed Donal a bag. He called me over and took off my collar. He then took a new collar out of the bag. It had 'Mom' written on it. He put it on me. He then faced fucked me shooting his cum straight into my stomach.  
 

I spent the next few days on all fours been treated like a dog. Then one morning he brought me into the house there were two suitcases by the door. He handed me a short skimpy blue dress to wear. I went to take off the collar but he told me to keep it on.  
 

We headed for the airport. At the airport everyone was looking at me. As we went through security, the metal detector sounded. It was my collar. I was so embarrassed as I handed the collar to the security guard. He smirked as he read it and then looked at Donal.   
  

On the plane, I sat in the middle seat while Donal sat by the window. A middle aged man sat on the outside. As the flight went by Donal turned towards me and started to fondle my breast, then parted my legs and fingered my cunt. The man beside us took a great interest. Then Donal told me to head for the toilets. He followed me into a toilet and had me suck his cock before he got me to spread my legs and fucked me.  
 

He went back to the seat. I cleaned myself and followed him back. When I sat down he was talking to the man. "I just fucked my mother in the toilet. We're now members of the mile high club." The man looked at me. "She's your mother." He then spotted my collar.  
 

"She's sex mad." Donal said "She's a pure slut. You can take her for a fuck if you want."   
 

"Really" 
 

"Go on. She'd love too." 
 

The man got up and headed for the toilet. Donal told me to follow him. I reluctantly headed for the toilet to be fucked a second time.  

I confess I like doing horrible stuff to prostitutes. I don't know what is wrong with me.

A girl I picked up I got the urge to punch her while I was fucking her from behind. I have her a slight tap on the back of the head and she just let out a moaning sound so I did it again harder and she said stop so I did it again. She went ballistic and called me an asshole and some other things, I offered her money to stay but she got dressed and left.

This other girl I picked up I ended up putting my hands around her neck and choking her until her face turned red, she was flailing about hitting me until I let go, she spent a while on the floor gasping for air and crying. She kept lashing out trying to hit me when I went near her and would not stop crying so I had to leave.

What the fuck is wrong with me? I know it's wrong but I can't stop myself.

truck/rest stop ideas: I’ve thought about dressing slutty and parking in a way that’s out of the way but still noticeable (or even over in the truck section despite having a car if it’s one of those places) and leaving my car doors unlocked and windows rolled down...sleeping and seeing if anyone takes advantage. Or maybe tying myself up in the rest room there with a sign saying I did something most men would find offensive (cheating on my husband? truckers/road trippers seem to be fairly patriotic so maybe say he's deployed for that extra push for them to take advantage to honor this imaginary spurned man) and I deserve to be fucked and covered in cum and see who decides to take advantage to “punish” me.

Look at my fucking hot cousin. Everytime i see her she is dressed so slutty with her tits popping out. I know she catches me staring wonder if she would give it up on a drunken night

dressed up ready to be fucked.