Shared a bed with sis again and finally got to do it
We went on another weekend getaway, unfortunately this time not in the same bed but still in the same room.
I was hoping to go further this time, luckily on the first night already we got drunk. I ordered some extra shots before we went back to the hotel, we where really drunk and my sis could barely walk. We got safely to the room and i went to take a shower while my sis just went to bed and passed out.
I got out and saw her laying in just her panties and a short tshirt, she was facing ass up.This made me really hard instantly. I went to sit on bed side and shook her a bit while talking. She didn't wake up from this and i quickly started jerking off. I played with her ass and than tried to get a feel for her boobs. I kept wanting more so i moved my hand again to her ass. I spread her legs a bit and moved my hand between and started rubbing her pussy. She was still out of it and i noticed she was getting damp so i moved her panties to the side and started slowly rubbing her clit before i slid one finger in her. Slowly i built up pace and added another finger and later even a third. At this point I was so horny i i climbed in her bed and manouvred myself on top of her. I positioned my head between her legs and licked her pussy for a bit. After that i repositiones and i slowly rubbed my dick through her lips before i put it in. I didn't go deep but i slowly fucked her before i had to pull out and came all over ass. I climbed off her and the bed grabbed a towel and cleaned her ass up and went back to my own bed.

miela might pass out after you fuck her in bed

33 year old slut passed out and ready. What happens next?

Story 2.At this time I've only been a teacher for 2 years and this was my first year on my own. My aid, Jay, had been a teacher for years, retired, and came back as an aid after his wife passed away so, I was using Jay to help me while I was figuring things out.One week I had everyone right a book report and I was going to have Jay help me read and grade everything. Jay had agreed and took half the papers.  I completed my half first and asked Jay how his was going. He said he hadn't started them yet. I asked him why and he told me "I was going to but, since I'm doing you a favor you have to do me a favor".  "Oh boy, here we go" I think to myself and ask him "a favor? That depends on the flavor".He tells me "I want you to get under my desk and lick my nuts while I do this". Not really what I was expecting but I asked "that's all?" He responded with "no ma'am, I will have further instructions for you when I want you to do something else. Now, get under my desk". He moved his chair back making room for me and unbuttoned his pants bringing them down enough for his cock and balls to be exposed. I got under his desk and he rolled his chair back into place. I was surprised, I was not really sure I would have room under his desk but, once he rolled his chair up his crotch was in my face."Get to work. Lick my nuts" I heard from above me.I started licking his sack. At the time I was 28 and it dawned on me that I have never done this, I've never licked someone's nuts. I'm under his desk. I start by kissing the bottom of his sack and lick it with just the tip of my tongue. I use the tip to work around his sack making sure I'm breathing on his crotch, I want him to feel my hot breath on his balls. "Mmmm" I hear from above the desk. "I guess he's enjoying it" I think to myself. His big black cock is in my face, it's hard and I keep rubbing my face and head on it while I'm licking his nuts so, I decide I'm going to suck it. I go to put him in my mouth and he says quite firmly and assertively "I'll tell you when to suck it bitch!" "Woah, hold on, did he just call me a bitch?!"  I think to myself. I don't have time to even respond before he says "did I fucking say stop bitch? Get back to licking my nuts"It occurs to me that I may be the boss in this classroom but at this moment I am very much NOT in charge. I am under a desk, a big black cock in my face, licking the nuts of a man who is literally twice by age, old enough to be my father and he is in charge of me right now. I have 0 authority and have to do as instructed.I start licking his sack again except this time, I'm paying special attention to his nuts. From above the desk I hear "suck my balls slut" "yes sir" I say as I put his balls in my mouth, his beautiful black cock resting my my face as I begin to massage his testicles with my tongue while sucking them. I've never done this before either but I guess I am doing a good job because I hear "mmmm yeah that's a good bitch" i am enjoying this. The degrading talk, being under his desk, having his balls in my mouth. I don't know how long I was sucking his balls, I was really getting into it. It was like I was trying to swallow them. "Okay you can stop" I hear him say. "Are we done already?" I ask and he responds with "did I say you were done? Now you can suck my dick" I was really excited about this and I eagerly took his dick in my mouth and started sucking him and rubbing his big cock with my tongue "mmmm yeah slut that's nice". I realize that I am being degraded verbally and sexually by him and I'm surprised by how much I like it. I'm enjoying being talked down to and treated like this.I start sucking his dick as hard as I could, I'm moving my head around working his cock in my mouth, I'm bobbing my head the best I can with little room under the desk when suddenly, I hear "oh fuck!" He grabs my head and pushes his cock down my throat, my face is buried deep in his crotch "fucking swallow you stupid slut" he says in almost a growling, demanding, authoritative voice as he cums down my throat. So. Much. Cum.Oh my god he cummed so much. I didn't think it was possible to have that much sperm and I swallowed every drop of it. Like a good bitch.After I was done being treated like dirt I got out from under his desk and he said "thank you Mrs. Ashley. That was great. Did you enjoy yourself? Was i to rough or anything?" "Well, I've never had anyone call me bitch, slut, stupid or anything of that nature and be okay with it. But I liked it. Just don't do it to often" 

Hi, in this story I'll be going by "Ashley". I am a special E.D. teacher and this took place 2 years ago. (Everyone involved with this story is an adult so calm down weirdos)

Stick around people, this is long but good.

At the time I was 28 and my teacher aid was 57 who we can call "Jay". At this time my marriage wasn't doing well and I'd confided in Jay about it. My husband had cheated on me several times when I was pregnant with our first child and when I was pregnant with our second child I found out he had a kid from another woman prior to us getting married! We had been arguing about a few things such as him talking to other woman and he was mad at me for having guy friends.  He also did not like that I let Jay and another guy at work talk to and flirt with me. The other man we can call "Carl". Carl was 59.

Jay, would compliment me on my appearance while Carl would tell me I was his favorite PAWG, I did not know what that was so I had to ask Jay. Jay told me it was what "us black people call a "phat ass white girl".

Me and Jay would talk about our sex lives periodically, his former wife loved anal and he liked giving it and I told him I tried it once when I was a teenager and it hurt. He told me I should try it again but with someone that knows what their doing.

Fast-forward a little bit and me and the husband are not doing well, he's cheated again. Jay tells me I need to go get some dick since my husband thinks he can fuck around on me and blame his "sex addiction". I never turned him down for sex so he can't say I never put out, I like sex.

I decided that Jay is right and I told him. I asked him if he wanted to have sex Friday after work. He almost spit his coffee out! He said "I'm sorry Mrs. Ashley but what did you say?" I said "look, my husband cheated, you haven't had sex since your wife passed away, I've never had a black guy and I'm curious about it and you have me curious about anal again ". After some talking he told me what I needed to do to get myself ready. Friday morning he hands me a butt plug and tells me to put it in and keep it in all day so, I did.

Today I made sure to wear my pants that really, really showed my big butt. Even Carl noticed and made several comments throughout the day about it. 

After work, once the classroom and halls were empty I got up and locked the door to the classroom and we went to the other side so you couldn't see us through the door window (we were not worried about being spotted through the other windows, our classroom is on the second floor) 

I walked in front of him and he kept squeezing my butt which was turning me on. When we got to the end of the room I turned around and he immediately put his hands up my shirt and started to play with my breasts. I looked down and he already had his cock out and I was impressed, I've also never had a big one. He played with my breasts and I started stroking his BBC. I was originally just going to let him put it in my butt but I wanted to test myself so, I got on my knees and put him in my mouth and started to suck it he started to moan and said "come on Mrs. Ashley you can take it all" and I did. All of it. It was in my throat. He grabbed my head and started to move it around on his cock while I sucked and rubbed it with my tongue. I guess I was getting carried away because he said "I'm gonna cum stop stop stop" so I stopped. 

I let him rest for a moment and he unbuttoned my pants and bent me over a desk. He pulled the plug out of me, I spread my butt open for him, he put one hand on my hip and the other on his cock, he started to put it in, it hurt but he listened when I said wait and we eventually got all of it inside me. I have a big black cock in my ass. He waits for a moment and asks me "are you ready" I say yes and he slowly starts to fuck me, as it gets easier to take he gets harder and faster and to my surprise I'm enjoying it! I start moaning and he starts slapping butt. I start pushing back making his thrusts harder and deeper in my butt, I swear I feel him in my stomach he grabs my hair and starts talking dirty to me. "you like that?" I moan yes "you like it up your fat ass?" I say I love it he says "you want me to cum in your ass don't you?" I say "yes, cum in my ass Jay" and he does I hear a loud "oh fuck!" And I FEEL him cum inside me. 

The story doesn't end here. He says that he has to tell Carl about this and I reluctantly agree to let him. He also tells me that I should give Carl a try since he's infatuated with me. 

We tell Carl on Monday and Carl asks why I didn't give him a shot. I tell him I will later but I need to let my butt rest because I am still very sore and tender from Jay. Carl, tells me he's had a vasectomy and that he can wreck my asshole some other day. Soooo after work, same thing, Carl comes to my classroom, I lock the door and take him to my corner. He grabs me from behind and pulls me in, my back to him and starts squeezing my breasts and kissing my neck, I unbutton my pants and he puts one hand in them and starts to rub me. I ask him "can I suck your dick?" And says "fuck yes". I get on my knees and he is more aggressive than Jay was, he pushes it in my mouth and says "fucking suck it" and proceeds to fuck my mouth for a little while. He then stops, tells me "get up and bend your fat ass over so I can fuck you" I like this. I bent over and he pushed himself inside me. All the way. He was also big. He slapped my ass, grabbed both my wrists, pulled them behind me and started fucking me hard and fast. I've never been fucked so hard and fast before. He fucked me until he cummed in me. 

Passed out drunk and ready to be used

My son's best friend is a straight white boi in his 30's. He has been my roommate now for several months. I started by putting xanax in his drinks. Then as soon as he passed out, I started fucking his face until it woke him back up. I did this over and over every night that i could for a couple of weeks. My big black cock looks so damn good in his white mouth. He pretended not to notice and then i realized he was getting erections when i would facefuck him We've come a ways since then. Now I buy him wigs and clothes and makeup and he dresses up like any little white slut that i want while i am at work and then i fuck his face as hard and a long as i want to when i get home. Tomorrow i'm making him look like Adriana Chechik and i'm going to gape his virgin white ass wide open. He has no idea. But i'll make him love it. I highly recommend. A white boi can be any white girl you want.

Passed out wife with my cock in her mouth.

Anyone care to fuck her little mouth with me?

Pauline The Slut - Part 49: Pain 
 When I came around my body was in pain. I looked down at my aching breasts. There was dried blood on both and also down my thighs. I heard a grunting sound to my right. I looked over and saw my husband pushing Hannah's head up  and down on his cock. He was forcing the full length down her throat. I could tell she was struggling  from her flaying hands and tears running down her face. I felt no sympathy for her.  
 

I was watching the scene when I heard a sound whistle through the air before I felt the pain across my shoulder and back. I turned to look behind me. It was a mistake. This time the lash fell across my breasts forcing a scream from me. I'd forgotten about Debbie.  
 

She was standing there with a whip in one hand and some chain cuffs in the other.  She raised the whip above her head and swung it down towards me. This time I managed to deflect most of the whip with my arm but before I realised it she was on top of me turning me onto my stomach.   
 

She cuffed both my hands behind my back then turned me over and cuffed my right leg to the leg of a table.  My left one was cuffed and I was spread uncomfortably wide so she could cuff the other end to a metal ring beside the fireplace. My breasts and cunt were completely exposed to her whip. 
 

"Please No!" I begged as she sneered viciously down at me. I watched in horror as she picked up the whip and swung it over her shoulder. The whip hissed through the air and tore into my breasts slicing  the tender flesh and drawing blood. "ARRRGGW!" I screamed as the whip cut through the air again, this time slashing across my stomach. 
  

"NNNARRGGGOOW!" I howled, my body jerking helplessly trying to avoid the lashes. Debbie laughed as she inspected the red strips she had inflicted on me. She then positioned herself so that the next blow would land directly on my cunt. I tried to twist away from the blow but my legs were spread so far apart that it was hopeless.  
 

I was trembling in terror anticipating the onslaught. The whip flung towards my spread legs and sliced the tender flesh of my cunt. Another scream ripped from my throat. I felt blood trickling from me when another lash landed between my outstretched legs.   
 

Debbie knelt down in front of me and pushed the handle of the whip hard into my cunt. "UUUUGGHHH!" I grunted as she pulled the handle back and pushed it further into me. My cunt felt like it was being torn to shreds. I passed out again.  
 

When I came through I was in bed. My body was crisscrossed with cuts and dried smears of blood covered my body. My cunt was throbbing with pain and any movement was torture. I didn't leave the bedroom for days as my body recovered from the whipping.  
 

When I finally felt strong enough to walk about I got dressed and went downstairs. There was no one about. I went to the kitchen and made myself something to eat before returning to the bedroom. I slept for what seemed like days. The pain had eased and the cuts were healing.  
 

It was some time before I realised the house was unusually quiet. I went downstairs but could find nobody. I looked out on the beach but there was no one there either. Every one must have gone to town.  
 

Night came and nobody had returned. I fell asleep. When I awoke the next day the house was still empty. I went to my husband's bedroom, it was empty and all his clothes were gone. As I headed to check another bedroom I heard a car outside. I went downstairs to see who had come back.  

The door opened and in walked the man who had taken Beth away. 

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Tell this whore what you’d do to her. She lives in the middle of bum fuck nowhere and is moving to a city where she can meet a lot of guys and be the slut she fantasizes about. She wants to be used, whored out, passed around and gangbanged. Gets turned on by strangers seeing her naked and getting off to her. Until she can act out her slutty fantasies this site will have to do. Tributes welcome. 

Passed Out... Now What ?

Love a girl in (and out) of uniform 🤤 Bet this barrak bunny's been passed around a few times.

A Night to Remember: Sarah and Kris's First Time with Steve
Sarah and Kris lay bound and gagged on the floor, naked and scared. They had been kidnapped by a group of home invaders earlier in the day and were now being held captive in some sort of strange place.

Steve was the leader of this band of criminals. He and his men had decided to turn these two into sex slaves for themselves. It wasn’t exactly legal, but it would make good money.

“I think you two are going to like being slaves for your new masters,” he said, looking down at the couple lying on the floor. “We’re going to take care of you both, don’t worry about that. You won’t have to do anything except obey our commands.”

Kris and Sarah looked up at him, eyes wide with fear. They knew that there was nothing they could do to stop these men from taking control of their lives. Steve smiled down at them, pleased with their submission.

He turned to his men and nodded. One of them stepped forward and grabbed Sarah, dragging her over to the bed. He shoved her face down onto the mattress, spreading her legs apart. Another man followed suit, grabbing Kris and doing the same thing. The two of them began to undress the couple slowly, stripping them completely naked before binding their hands and feet together tightly.

When they were finished, they left the room without saying a word. Sarah lay still on the bed, her body trembling uncontrollably. Kris tried to comfort her as best he could, but there was nothing he could do to ease her fears.

“It’ll be okay,” he whispered, stroking her hair gently. “Just hang in there until we can get help.”

But even if help did come, it wouldn’t be soon enough to save them from what was happening next.

Steve returned to the room alone, carrying a small bag in one hand. He set it down on the table next to the bed and opened it up, revealing its contents. Inside were various tools and pieces of equipment – ropes, chains, whips, and other things that made Sarah’s heart sink.

“What are you going to do to us?” she asked, trying not to sound too terrified.

Steve laughed softly, leaning down so that he could look directly into her eyes.

“Oh, honey, I’m just getting started.”

With those words ringing in her ears, he picked up a length of rope and began tying her wrists together behind her back. As he worked, he talked nonstop – telling stories about his past crimes, bragging about how much money he would make from selling them as slaves, making crude comments about their bodies. Sarah listened with growing horror, unable to escape the realization that this nightmare was only beginning.

Finally, when he had finished tying her up, he stood back to admire his work. “There, that should keep you nice and secure while we work on your friend here.” He gestured towards Kris, who was already struggling against his own bonds. “Now let’s see what kind of trouble we can get ourselves into, shall we?”

Steve approached Kris slowly, a wicked gleam in his eye. He could see the fear in the young man’s eyes, and it excited him. He loved having power over others, especially when they were so clearly at his mercy.

Without a word, he reached out and ran his hand down Kris’s chest, feeling the muscles tense under his touch. Kris tried to pull away, but Steve held him firmly in place.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered, leaning in close. “And there’s nothing you can do about it.”

Kris whimpered softly as Steve began to undo the ropes binding his hands. Once they were free, Steve grabbed him by the wrist and yanked him upright.

“Get up,” he commanded.

Kris stood shakily, his legs threatening to give out beneath him. Steve didn’t seem to notice, or if he did, he didn’t care. He simply pulled Kris over to the bed and pushed him down onto his back.

“Spread your legs,” he ordered.

Kris hesitated for a moment before complying. He knew that resistance was futile – Steve was much stronger than he was, and there was no way he could overpower him.

Steve grinned as he watched Kris comply with his demands. He loved seeing the fear in his eyes, knowing that he was completely at his mercy.

“Good boy,” he purred, running his hand down Kris’s chest again. This time, he didn’t stop until he reached the young man’s cock.

Kris gasped as Steve wrapped his fingers around his shaft, squeezing gently. He couldn’t believe what was happening – he had never been with a man before, and the thought of it made him feel both terrified and strangely excited.

Steve could feel Kris’s cock beginning to harden under his touch, and it only made him more eager to continue. He began to stroke the young man slowly, watching as his hips thrust upwards in response.

“That’s it,” he murmured, leaning down so that his lips were just inches from Kris’s ear. “Let go and enjoy yourself. You know you want to.”

Kris whimpered again, but he couldn’t deny the truth in Steve’s words. He did want to enjoy this, despite the fact that it went against everything he had ever known.

As if sensing his thoughts, Steve began to stroke him faster, his fingers moving deftly over Kris’s now fully hard cock. Kris moaned softly, his hips bucking upwards as he neared the edge of release.

Just when he thought he couldn’t take it any longer, Steve stopped suddenly, leaving Kris gasping and panting on the bed.

“Not yet,” he said, grinning wickedly. “I want to make this last as long as possible.”

Kris whimpered in frustration, but he knew better than to argue. He lay back on the bed, trying to calm his racing heart and mind.

Steve watched him for a moment, enjoying the sight of the young man lying there, completely at his mercy. Then, without warning, he reached down and grabbed Kris’s balls, squeezing them tightly.

Kris cried out in pain, his hips bucking upwards involuntarily. Steve chuckled, enjoying the feeling of power that came from causing such distress.

“You like that, don’t you?” he asked, squeezing harder.

Kris could only whimper in response, tears streaming down his face. He had never felt such pain before, and he wasn’t sure how much more he could take.

Just when he thought he might pass out from the agony, Steve released his grip, allowing Kris to collapse back onto the bed.

“Good boy,” he said approvingly. “You took that like a champ.”

Kris couldn’t respond – he was too busy trying to catch his breath and regain control of his body. He had never experienced anything like this before, and he wasn’t sure if he could handle it.

Steve seemed to sense his distress and leaned down to whisper in his ear.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you,” he promised. “At least, not too much. I just want to play with you a little bit, that’s all.”

Kris nodded slightly, still unable to speak. He wasn’t sure he believed Steve’s words, but he didn’t have much choice but to trust him for now.

He felt Steve’s hand on his cock again, stroking him slowly and gently. This time, there was no pain, only pleasure. Kris closed his eyes and let out a soft moan, allowing himself to get lost in the sensation.

For a while, it seemed like time stood still. All that existed was the feeling of Steve’s hand on his cock, bringing him closer and closer to the edge of release.

But eventually, the pleasure became too much for Kris to handle. With a cry, he came hard, his body shuddering with the force of it.

Steve grinned as he watched Kris come undone, loving the feeling of power that came from being the one to bring him to such heights.

When Kris had finally finished, Steve leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips.

“You did good,” he whispered. “I’m proud of you.”

Kris could only nod, still too stunned to speak. He wasn’t sure what had just happened, but he knew that it had changed him in some way.

Steve seemed to sense his confusion and smiled softly.

“Don’t worry,” he said. “We’ll take things slow from here on out. I promise.”

And with that, he began to untie Kris’s feet, freeing him from his bonds.

Once Kris was free, Steve helped him off the bed and led him over to where Sarah was still tied up.

“I think it’s time we let your girlfriend join the fun,” he said, grinning wickedly.

Kris nodded, feeling a mix of excitement and fear at the thought of what was about to happen. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for this, but he knew that there was no turning back now.

Steve reached out and began to untie Sarah’s wrists, freeing her from her bonds. She looked up at him with fear in her eyes, but Steve simply smiled down at her reassuringly.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” he said. “I’m not going to hurt you. Not unless you want me to, that is.”

Sarah whimpered softly, unsure of how to respond. She had never been with a woman before, and the thought of it made her feel both excited and terrified.

Steve seemed to sense her hesitation and leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“Just relax and let go,” he murmured. “I promise you’ll enjoy it.”

Sarah nodded slightly, still too stunned to speak. She wasn’t sure if she believed Steve’s words, but she didn’t have much choice but to trust him for now.

She felt Steve’s hands on her body, caressing her gently. It felt strange at first, but soon she found herself responding to his touch, her body coming alive under his fingers.

Steve smiled as he felt Sarah relax under his touch. He had known all along that she would be a natural at this, and now it seemed like his prediction was coming true.

He leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips, feeling her respond hesitantly at first, and then more eagerly as she got lost in the sensation.

As they kissed, Steve’s hands began to wander, exploring Sarah’s body more fully. He cupped her breasts gently, feeling their weight in his hands. Then, he began to stroke her nipples, feeling them harden under his touch.

Sarah moaned softly as Steve touched her, her body responding instinctively to his touch. She had never felt anything like this before, and she wasn’t sure if she could handle it.

But Steve seemed to know exactly what he was doing. He continued to stroke her nipples, teasing them gently until they were fully erect. Then, he began to kiss his way down her body, moving lower and lower until he reached her pussy.

Sarah gasped as Steve’s lips made contact with her most sensitive area. She had never experienced oral sex before, and the sensation was almost too much for her to handle.

Steve smiled as he felt Sarah’s body respond to his touch. He loved the feeling of power that came from bringing someone else to such heights of pleasure.

He began to lick and suck at Sarah’s clit, feeling her hips buck upwards in response. She tasted sweet and musky, and Steve couldn’t get enough of her.

As he continued to feast on Sarah’s pussy, he reached up and began to stroke Kris’s cock again. It was already half-hard from watching the scene unfold before him, and it didn’t take long for Steve to bring him to full hardness once more.

Kris moaned softly as Steve stroked him, his body responding instinctively to the sensation. He wasn’t sure if he was ready for this, but he knew that he couldn’t resist the feeling of Steve’s hand on his cock.

For a while, it seemed like time stood still. All that existed was the feeling of Steve’s mouth on Sarah’s pussy and his hand on Kris’s cock, bringing them both closer and closer to the edge of release.

But eventually, the pleasure became too much for either of them to handle. With cries of ecstasy, they both came, their bodies shuddering with the force of it.

Steve grinned as he felt them come undone, loving the feeling of power that came from being the one to bring them to such heights.

When they had finally finished, Steve leaned back and looked up at them, a satisfied smile on his face.

“Well?” he asked, grinning wickedly. “Did you enjoy that?”

Kris and Sarah could only nod, still too stunned to speak. They had never experienced anything like this before, and they knew that it had changed them in some way.

Steve seemed to sense their thoughts and chuckled softly.

“Good,” he said. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. Because we’re just getting started.”

And with that, he led them back over to the bed, ready to begin the next stage of their training.

I dated sisters. Not at the same time and not together, but once upon a time, I dated sisters.

The first, Anna, was a wildcat. I met her at a bar and when we got to her place she had her clothes half off before the door was closed. She was tiny. Maybe 5’2” and a hundred pounds. Slim, boyish hips, A cups. All kinds of pale, she was also a redhead. Both of them were. Bright, carrot-top orange, redheads. Anna kept her lower pelt shaved so I never got to see her in her full glory.

There was little that she didn’t find to be a turn on. The first time I tucked a couple of fingers into her backside, I swear she purred.

She was also one of the crazy ones. Fist fight crazy. We were at that same bar a few nights later and when someone she didn’t like tried to flirt with me on the dance floor. Anna hit her. Right in the face. Had nothing to do with me, really. She just didn’t want her evening interrupted by someone hitting on her date.

We weren’t together long. It was more of a fling than anything. But during that time I met her family. Parents, who didn’t like me, a younger brother, Will, who was a very strange young man, and a younger sister, Honey. I didn’t pay much attention to the younger siblings. The brother was in junior high and the sister was a senior in high school. I was five years older than the sister and all I remember of her at that time was the red hair and that she dressed like her mom. Baggy sweatshirts, farm-girl, high-waisted mom jeans, and athletic shoes. Oh, and glasses. If she wasn’t a farm kid, I believe she would have been a complete geek.

I knew a family that had a son that took Honey to the senior prom that year. She asked him, he was already out of school, and he went, figuring he’d get to party with the kids and have a great time. When they got to the post-prom and he found that his date wasn’t going to drink with him, she didn’t drink, and had no interest in ‘getting down’, I remember him using that phrase, he took her home and spent the night with someone else.

I moved away and then back again a couple of years later and started working at a local manufacturing plant. Honey was home from college that summer and a kid I worked with was seeing her casually. Same story. No dice at all. No kissing, no skinny-dipping with the rest of us, nothing. A very ‘good girl’. They didn’t go out long. Nothing like her sister, who was dating a woman at that time, much to the shock of that part of Kansas in the 80s.

I saw her around town and said, “Hi,” when I did. We were friendly in that ‘I don’t know you very well but I can’t get away without saying hello’ sort of way.

One evening I was at the Pizza Hut and Honey came in with a guy I’d seen but didn’t know well other than his name. He wasn’t originally from Smith County but he was well settled there at the time. What little I knew of him, I didn’t like.

I was still there the next summer when she came home from college again and one evening I was gassing up at the Pump N Pantry when she came storming out of the store and hopped into my car. She was obviously angry.

“Honey? You okay?”
“Can you take me home, Val?”
‘Sure.”

She’d been keeping an eye on the store and she saw him before he saw her. She dropped to the seat. He walked over to his car, which they had arrived in and looked in. Then he scanned the parking lot. Then he shouted at me, “Hey, Val!” it’s small town so it was no surprise he knew my name. “you seen Honey?”

“She came out took off running toward downtown!”

His trailer was on the way to downtown. Anna’s house was on the way to downtown. And she knew a lot of people, having gone to school there, some of whom were between the Pump N Pantry, and downtown. She could, quite literally, be almost anywhere.

“Shit! Thanks!” He spun the tires leaving the parking lot.

I finished pumping the gas, paid, you had to go in to pay back then. It was before debit cards. She was still laying in the seat when I came back out.

“You okay?”
“Yeah. Yeah. You know Donell, right?”
“Yeah, oh yeah, I know Donell.” Like a few of the other young men around town, I’d could say I ‘knew’ Donell. Weird nipples, a gaping pussy built for two, and a voracious appetite for sex. Every town has one or two of ‘em. Ours was Donell. The only person I knew for sure hadn’t been with her was Honey.

“She’s in there. Walked right up to Rick, rubbed his . . . his crotch, and said, Should I wait up for you? Gave him a kiss! Right in front of me!”

“Not to be rude or anything but were you going to spend the night with him?” Honey was a good girl. I’d never heard so much as a peep about her, other than that she didn’t put out and did so much as fool around. So imagine my surprise.

“Yes. Yes. I was. I was supposed to spend the night with him tonight.”

I laughed and she looked at me with a hurt look in her eyes.

“What/“
“Oh, I don’t know. That just isn’t what I know about you. That’s all. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.”
“I know what people say about me. Prude and all that. I’m not like my sister. You know how she is.”
“I certainly do.”
“Yeah. I forgot. That’s how we met, isn’t it.”
“It is. So. Where am I taking you? Your folks still live on the farm?”
“They do. But I hadn’t planned on being home tonight and I don’t want to be. You have plans?
“Nah. Maybe a couple of beers, see what’s on HBO, maybe fire up the grill.”
“You don’t live here, do you?”
“No. I live in Kensington.”
“Mind if I tag along?”
“Sure, I don’t see why not.”

She still dressed like her mom, even in the Kansas summer. So about a movie into our evening, she asked if I’d mind if she took off her sweatshirt.

“You’re a big girl. That’s entirely up to you..”

She stood up and skinned off her college logoed sweatshirt and revealed a thin, white t-shirt with the same logo.

“K-State, hun?”
“Yup.”

Her sister was tiny and petite. Honey was not. At 5’8” or 9 she was a head taller than her sister. And where her sister was all A cup, Honey was easily C. And I couldn’t help but keep glancing as she was obviously bra-less.

“What?”
“No. I’m sorry. I’m a guy. It’s what we do.”
“I know. Mike loves ‘em.”
“Mike?”
“Mike. I guy I know in college.”
“Know? I thought you were seeing Rick?”
“I am. But being so far from home and not having someone to spend time with gets kinda lonely. So yeah, Mike.”
“So you have two boyfriends?”
“No. Just the one. Mike’s not a boyfriend. Rick might not be either, after tonight. Damn it. And I was going to sleep with him.”
“You were?”
“Sure. I sleep with Mike, why not with Rick?”
“Wait! What? You? You’re . . .”
She laughed again.
“Why were you so upset about Donell?”
“She’s a bitch. You know that.”
I did, in fact know that. She was not a nice person. She was just easy to get naked. I’d considered calling her that night myself. Which I mentioned.
“Yeah. Doesn’t stop me from calling her every so often.”
“Really? What the heck for?”
“Same reason the other guys do. She fucks.”
“Really? What’s that like? I mean, what’s she like? Does she do everything everyone says she does?”
“Well, no. It’s funny. She’ll let herself be sandwiched,”
“Sandwiched?”
“Yeah. One guy in the front, one in the rear.”
“OH! I would never do that. No butt stuff for this girl.”
“Everyone has limits.”
“She will, though, butt stuff. Maybe that’s why she’s so popular. But she won’t give a blowjob. Absolutely refuses. I think somebody peed in her mouth once.”
Once again she laughed. “Poor girl. Even I do that. Blowjobs. Not the pee.”
I was shocked. “You do? But you don’t do any of that.”
“Not this close to home I don’t. My folks pay for my college. If they thought I wasn’t the good girl they raised me to be, it’d hurt their feelings. I don’t want to do that. So I don’t do anything like that this close to home. Tonight would have been the first time. Rick keeps saying he loves me. Something’s always feel off so I haven’t gotten to close to hm. I finally believed him. Glad I found out before he got my pants off.”
“You? Little Miss Goody Two Shoes? You take your pants off with guys?”
“Yeah. And with one girl. Had to try it to see if I liked it.”
“Did you?”
“Meh. It was okay. Nothing I’m going to write home about. Obviously. You look shocked.”
“I kinda am.”
“So, I had plans for the evening. Now I don’t. You didn’t have plans, now you do. You gonna ask?”
“Ask what?”
“If I’ll take my pants off.”
“Would you like to take your pants off?”
“I thought you’d never ask.

My goodness. She was everything her sister wasn’t. The pants came off first and she was wearing this lovely pair of pink satin bikini panties. Then the t-shirt. Magnificent. No sag. C-cup. Lovely, lovely, pink nipples. A splash of freckles across her upper chest. Just a little bit of a pooch of her belly. Just enough to make her look real instead of perfect. Her hips weren’t wide, but they weren’t boyish like her sister’s. They were definitely a woman’s hips. And right there, after she dropped those panties, at their juncture, the loveliest patch of carrot orange hair. It wasn’t thin or narrow, this was a bush.

“Rick is a moron.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’ve seen you both naked now and you and Donell do not compare. You can stand there naked any time you want.”
“But if I stand here, I can’t do this.”
“Do what?”

She knelt in front of me and parted my thighs so she could lean in. She unzipped my jeans and said, “Lift up.”

I did and she tugged my jeans and shorts down to my bare feet. I was glad I had showered before I ran into town. I’d worked that day and I didn’t want her to have to deal with that.

One hand grasped my shaft and gave it a couple of strokes. She made eye contact with me, cupped my balls with the other hand, and with a smile she leaned in and flicked my glans with her tongue.

I’ve had a lot of blowjobs in my life, man and boy, and while she may not have been the absolute ultimate best, and she was up there on the list, she was the most enthusiastic. Hands down. Flicking, licking, engulfing. She had obviously had practice and she enjoyed what she was doing. As my hips began to hump and my breath got short, she leaned up and said, “Tell me,” and began to stroke harder and faster.

“Honey! I’m telling you. Gonna cum!”

I felt the back of her throat almost before I was aware she had taken me back into her mouth, she did it that quickly. That bump was all it took and suddenly I was unloading in her throat, bypassing her mouth entirely. I could feel her smiling.

“Well?”
“Fuck! Fuck! Where’d you learn to do that?”

She stood and putting one leg on either side of my thigh, she sat. I could feel her heat and her wetness against my bare skin. She took my hands and put them to her breasts. So firm. So warm. And the nipples were so hard.

“Mike.”
“Well, Mike certainly knows his blowjobs.”
“Yeeeeahh. I don’t think I’ll tell him you put it that way.”

She stood again directly in front of me. One hand began to massage her breasts. The fingers of the other disappeared into that beautiful muff.

“You too. Let me see you touch yourself.”
“But I just came.”
“And I need you to come again.”
“I’m not hard enough.”
“You will be.”

Taking me in her hand, she once again began to lick and suck until I was ready. Her mouth felt exquisite. If you’ve ever had someone take you into their mouth just after your orgasm, you know the feeling I’m talking about. It’s a pain you don’t want to stop.

“Here. Get down on the floor. On your back.”

I did and she straddled me. Parting herself with one hand and holding me with the other, she lowered herself onto me. This time it was her turn to say it.

“Fuck. Fuuuuuuck.”

Donell’s pelvic floor was a barn door. Anna was tighter. But Honey. Oh my. Honey. She could squeeze. Expand and contract at will. Which she did. I managed to hold on through her first orgasm but when I could feel her inner muscles begin to ripple again, I rolled on top and began to drive and grind, drive and grind. Her eyes were wide and her arms held me so, so tightly. She whispered, “You can’t come in me!”

“I won’t!”

With a few seconds to spare, I pulled out of her and began to stroke. She leaned up on one elbow, her other hand began to pinch and rub her clit and, while not simultaneously but close enough, we both came, I splashed her hand, and her belly and the upper edge of that glorious orange muff.

“Damn it, woman. Damn it. Thank you!”

She pulled me down next to her and kissed me.

After a shower the next morning, and a naked breakfast, I drove her into town and dropped her off near her sister’s house. Passing the trailer park, we saw Donell’s car at Rick’s.

“Well, that answers that question?”
“You gonna call him?”
“No. He can call me.”
“Whatcha gonna say?”
“Good-bye.”
“Then are you going to call me?”
“Then I’m going to call you.”
“Don’t tell your sister I said hello/“
“I won’t. I know you two had a thing. I don’t want her to know we have, too.”
“Can we have another one?”
“I’m not leaving town until August, so I hope so. I’ll call you.”

I'm embarrassed by my actions or non action involving my wife.

She went to a work colleague's birthday party. A few of the girls came to our house before the party to have a few drinks before the taxi collected them. When they left I was delighted because I had the place to myself. I ordered a pizza and I had a few beers as I watched the game on the TV, happy days.

I was awoken about the 4:00 by someone trying to open the front door. I thought it a bit funny because my wife and myself always use the side door of the garage to come in and out. I heard the door closing so I just turned in the bed a fell asleep knowing that my wife has arrived home. I was again woken from my sleep by soft talking, loud whispers. It sounded like 2 men talking. I listened trying to hear my wife's voice but couldn't hear her, only the men's voives. Shit, we're being robbed. I sneaked out of the bedroom to investigate. I could hear voices coming from the front room, I really don't know what I'll do with a shoe in my hand for protection. As I got to the front room I could see through the slightly opened door these strong rough looking guys with no pants on having sex with my naked wife. One was between her legs and the other stuffing her mouth with his dick. They both had their phones out recording themselves. The next thing they swap places it's then I noticed that my wife is unconscious. They're tossing her around and she's only flopping like a doll. Their sex doll. I just froze I didn't do a thing. Was it from the shock, was it from being intimidated/scared from 2 who was using my wife or was it because I was kind of enjoying watching her get used? 

After about 30 minutes, they got dressed and left. Out the front door and I heard a car driving away. I locked the door and went to check my wife. She was completely out of it. I got a wet face cloth cleaned the cum off of her and dragged her to bed. I really don't know why but after I cleaned her up I took some photos of her passed out and naked, why I did it I really don't know.

The following afternoon my wife came out of the bedroom and down to me in the kitchen. I asked how the night was and she said that it was fun but she didn't remember too much later in the night. She said that come Monday at took she'll be told about it.

I never mentioned anything about that night to her. Often I kind of beat myself up about not stopping them from using her but then more times I love thinking back and I can see her just being thrown around and having her cunt and mouth stuffed by 2 dicks.

What should I have done? I just don't know.

I gotta confess that I love sucking cock so much I have to fight the urge to follow random guys into public bathrooms (I lose often). The best night I had so far was at a party where it got late and almost everyone left except for me and 4 guys. I sucked them all and let them cum all over my face and body (ruined my blouse). I gave a guy a blowjob in the back of an almost empty bus once just because he had on nice clothes and good cologne. Thankfully I live in a decent size city and can move around to suck random cocks without a chance of being recognized. The feeling of a hard cock in my mouth is better to me than getting fucked. Gagging it down my throat until I almost pass out is amazing and cum tastes better than anything else in the world.

Now, I am a bit of a sexual deviant, since I am here, but in real world, I am mostly timid and careful. I have had quite a few relationships, but here I am, 41, and still not married.

Now, our friendship evolved into a threesome, I would say, over the years. She is my best friend since we were young, and he is an ok guy, we used to hang out, in pairs, when I had a bf, and me alone with them, many, many times.

I have noticed that he had some cheeky looks towards me, but in my life, I got used to it, since I was always aware of my looks, and gave no attention to it. Men will be men, nothing wrong there.

We always talked men, when alone (me and my friend), and I remember her confiding that he is big, and very energetic,when they started dating. Of course, after they got married, these sessions became somewhat one way - with me talking and her listening.

That changed, when she started talking about them wanting to spice things up, their fantasies etc. The reason of this talk was - that since they have started opening up, their sex life became much better, after becoming stale for quite some time.

I tried not to be nosy, but she was determined to tell me everything, including the fact that his fantasy is a threesome, with another woman.

We laughed about it, and that was it.

Until one day, when out and about town, we got a bit tipsy (just me and her), and she told me that they have been talking about potential partners, and my name came up, as the first pick, but that she could never ask me for that, because it would be awkward.

I am still not sure if it was a slip, or she used the alcohol as an excuse to tell me that.

Afterwards, when sober, I initiated the subject, and she was blushing. She wanted it to happened, but she was reserved, as was I.

We talked about it for ages, she was assuring me that it will be just one time, that she wants to give him his fantasy for his birthday, and that it wont be awkward, since we have known each other for so long, and that she just wants to make him happy, and who else could it be - they do not know many women, I am the only one single, he likes me... What were they suppose to do, hire a hooker?

When he saw us in their flat, all dressed up, after he came home from work, he thought it was a trap. I could see the disbelief in his face, but when she started unbuttoning his pants, in front of me, I think he almost passed out.

Still, it was damn awkward, hot, but awkward. There was almost no interaction between me and her, and it turned into a taking turns thing, where he spent most of his time on me. And he finished inside me.

Now, I feel that she is angry, but I do not know at who. She acts all fine on the phone, but I have seen her only once since it happened, and couldnt look at me, god knows what is happening in their home.

I think we fucked up, and the worst thing is, that that night, I didnt even cum.

Pauline The Slut - Part48: Revenge

I was pulled back into the house and dragged into the lounge. The lights were on and there were a number of cameras. Then I saw Debbie and Hannah standing together with two strapons. The cocks were massive particularly against their young bodies.

My husband threw me to the ground. “Here she is. The slut who’s responsible for all your pain and suffering. Here’s your chance for your revenge. Do whatever you want to her.”

The sisters looked at each other, then at my husband, then me. A shiver went down my spine when I saw the hate in their eyes.

“What are you waiting for.” my husband asked.

They looked at each other again, then sprang towards me. I tried to get up and escape but they were on me before I could get to my feet. I curled up in a ball as they began kicking my body. This continued for several minutes before one of them grabbed my arms and pulled them painfully behind my back forcing me onto my knees. My whole body ached from the kicking.

"Suck bitch," Debbie commanded, jerking her hips with the strapon into my
face. I opened my mouth and she forced the full length down my throat. She pounded away. I struggled for breath as she buried the strapon deep into my throat. She finally pulled out and I gasped in mouthfuls of air.

They dragged me over to the coffee table and pulled me across it lying face down. It was now Hannah’s turn to rape my mouth driving her strapon in and blocking my air passage. I was thrashing about for air when Debbie drove into my ass. My scream was muffled by Hannah’s strapon. Hannah withdrew from my throat allowing me get some air before grabbing my hair and pushing into my mouth again.

I felt hands maul my breasts, finding my nipples and then digging their nails into my tender flesh. There were more muffled screams as the nails tore at my breasts. The lack of oxygen was making me dizzy as the two strapons pounded in and out of my throat and ass. I felt weak and nauseous when I passed out.

When I awoke I was dragged off the table by my hair and left on the floor on my back. Hannah fell on top of me her mouth covering my left nipple before biting violently. A scream ripped from my mouth. She then moved to the right one and again bit down. I screamed again.

When she finished I looked down to see blood seeping from both breasts. She moved over me and lowered her cunt to my face. “Lick me whore. Make me cum.”

I was too weak to resist. I pushed my tongue into her young cunt. She rubbed herself up and down on my face while I kept licking. I then felt a breath on my cunt followed by a tongue teasing my clit. It had to be Debbie as Hannah was still sitting on my face. Then she bit hard on my clit sending a bolt of pain through me.

Hannah pushed her cunt down on my mouth silencing my scream and bringing herself to an orgasm. My face was drenched with her juices. She crawled off me.

Debbie looked at me with an evil expression. She rolled her hand into a fist and forced it up my cunt. Tears filled my eyes as she buried her fist deep inside me. I felt Hannah move to the other side of me. I felt her fingers against my ass. She entered me then pushed further trying to get her hand inside.

“No” I screamed.

She pushed and I cried as I felt my ass stretch painfully to accommodate her hand. I could feel her forcing her hand into a fist tearing my insides apart. They both worked in unison one pushing towards my womb while the other reached my bowels. My body was pulsating in pain from the double intrusion. I howled as I was split in two. Debbie’s fist punched my womb sending a jolt of pain up my spine. The pain was overwhelming and my throat was raw from screaming.

My body was jerked back and forth like a rag doll as the two sisters fist fucked me continually. In and out, in and out. I could hear both of them grunt and pant as they tried to penetrate further. My head was spinning, sweat pouring from my body. The pain intensified to an unbearable level. It was like nothing I’d experienced before. Their hatred for me seemed to drive them further. It felt like hours had passed.

I don’t remember passing out.

I like to get my wife passed out drunk undress her on the couch then order a pizza delivery to see his reaction when I invite him in!

you would like to eat her pussy for minutes before you pass out

Got used at the restroom today

I feel super slutty when im horny, and i love doing fap roulettes! So today i decided to step it up a bit and be used like the slut i am.

I put on a mini skirt which barely covered my sissy cock, nylon stockings, and boots, for the top i just wore a hoodie. I headed to a public restroom.

I put headphones on and played 5hours of hypno, threw my phone in the corner and put my headphones on and my blindfold on, then unlocked the door and i sat on the toilet. To make it more fun i decided to lock my hands together, and throw the key away in the room, gosh it was at anyones mercy to let me go. Thats when i knew i messed up.

I couldn’t move nor do anything but wait, 10-15 minutes passed while all i could hear was sissy hypno, when something touches my mouth, a hard cock was touching my lips, all i did was open my mouth and it was already inside of me, it went on for about 20 minutes before i felt the load inside me, sadly for me he left.

Same thing happened for about 3 hours!! Cocks came in and out and i was so scared, i was covered in cum and all i could taste was semen. No one freed me, until i managed to stand up and lock the room and then go for the key, after that i just cleaned myself up and left like the good sissy i am.

I have a fantasy about meeting a pretty girl. We go out on a date and end up back at my place. Things get hot and heavy, then surprise she has a small penis. I'm surprised but things keep going.

Any trans women fantasize about passing so well that you trap a straight guy? And he's OK with it.

I have this long term connection with a woman, that finally gave some results.

She is a friend, from a larger group of friends that used to go out together, when we were younger. After some time, the group broke up, everyone got married etc (except me), and we would see each other, not so frequently. In her 20s, she was this tall, cute blonde, slim, but with huge tits, and one of my friends from that era, dated her at the time, so she was off limits. After they broke up, while the group was still all together, we started occasional flirting, and she was a real tease, but it never lead to anything. She then got married, got three kids, got fat, and all that is left of her were her huge boobs, who got even bigger.

We all, or most of us, meet up from time to time, for old time sake, and in one of these occasions, when piss drunk, I told her that I was so into her, that I jerked off to her fb almost daily. I bit my tongue as soon as I said it, but she just let it pass, with a smile, and before leaving, when saying goodbye, she made a little tap on my croch, and whispered "something to think about tonight".

When ratio came back, the next morning, I called to apologize, and she accepted it, and that was it. We were both drunk, I said a stupid thing, she did something stupid either, and that is it. She is not hot now, so some male attention, I guess, felt good, and that was it.

Few weeks back, we were out and about, again, after more than a year, and I immediately saw that she was trying to be close to me, talk to me, since the begining of the night. Never in her life has she worn cleavage, but that night, it was so big, that everyone was staring at it.

I didnt drink, excused myself because I came with a car, and had to work in the morning, and she said "yay, I have a designated driver".

When we were coming back, she was drunk as hell, and she started teasing me, licking my ear, touching my chest, and asked me what am I gonna think about when I get back home (bare in mind, I told her that thing some two years ago). At this point, I was hard as hell, and I replied that I will imagine her sucking me off.

"Pull over".

It wasnt the best, it was a drunken blow job, but she was into it, and I came pretty fast. She swallowed every last drop.

That night, when I left her in front of her building, she was all giggly and cheeky. Tomorrow, I woke up to realize, that she blocked me on all social media, and even on the phone.

Makes me kind a sad. She is a fun person to be around, but I guess we both made a mistake with this one.

I am turning 40 this year, and sex in my marriage was bellow par. We married young, 17 years ago, and he was my fifth lover (told him he was third), and he was the best lover I ever had, everything before him seemed like a clumsy game, regarding sex.

The peak of our sexual relationship came during my pregnancy. But, after it, my libido just died for a while. We didnt have sex for quite some time, and even when we started doing it, it wasnt the same. My looks didnt deteriorate, I even think I look better, all in all, then I did in my late 20s. Something was missing.

After a while, our sex became so rare, that one year, I remember, we had it only three times. I admit, there was a lots of my fault in this, too many times I said no, and after a while, he just stopped his advances.

At one time, I was convinced he had an affair. I started snooping around, only to find out that he did not, but I did find out that he was using a lots of porn sites. This one is one of them. So, I started stalking him online, to see what is missing.

And, oh boy, did I miss a lot. Things he lusted over made me feel like I am a novice in the realm of sex, and that he has been settling with me, ever since he met me, holding back his desires, of which, many are still off limits for me, but I decided to make an effort to light up the fire.

I started dressing up. That woke up the man in him, our sex became more frequent, and intense. Then I asked him, mid intercourse, to put it in my bum. His eyes opened up, he started to stutter, and when he did, he came after only few seconds.

The difference in our sex life is so big, that once again, he is groping me while he passes by, in the house, he sends me dirty messages, etc.

After anal, I will do more, and the best part is, he is so open now, that I feel so wanted now, that, I think I saved my marriage.

It still bugs me, that neither me or him, had the common sense, to just talk, it would have spared us years of doubts and loneliness.

This might be a bit long, but have some patience.

I am 38, divorced, career woman. Divorced because my marriage couldnt handle the career part of my life, so I am alone for the past 8 years. I have had my flings during that time, but due to the life style, nothing serious. Lack of time for myself, has lead me here, and some other erotic forums, mostly seeking the written word.

Now, this might sound superficial, and odd, but I look good, and I was aware of my looks since my youth. Men were always all over me, and I never felt, no, not never felt, I was never rejected, except this one time.

He is in my line of work, and he is all one might want - tall, handsome, successful, rich. And at that time, he was freshly divorced and I made my move, dropping hints, asking one of his friends "in confidence" if he will be at that party, flirting shamelessly...

He was so nonchalant with his rejection, through a smile, like I wasnt even there. I felt that. Men have been killing themselves, all of my life, to get a crumb of my attention, but he just looked through me, like I am no one.

Three years later (I did meet him in the mean time, I was just avoiding talking to him), I met him at a seaside resort. I was there with a friend, and he was also, with a male friend. I dont know what it is, is it ego, but I decided to take him, to make him mine, to make him want me.

So, my flirting went off the charts. I would find the sunbed next to their, topless sunbathing, posing, laughing... My friend hooked up with his friend on the 2nd night, so we would spend our evenings together, all 4 of us, until those two would go to their room, and I would "wait" until they come back, so he wouldnt be left alone.

But I wanted him to make the first move.

And he did, again, through a smile, after a few nights of our late night drinking.

He told me that I gave him, and the whole beach, quite a spectacle that day. I asked him if he liked it, and, since we were both tipsy, he told me he did, that it made him a bit restless (he used the exact word). So I asked, what is he gonna do about it, on which he replied - I need a blow job.

Few minutes later, we were in a room, and I was on my knees. He was pretty rough, and he came quickly. When he announced he is cumming (he said - I am gonna feed you my cum), I pulled him out, and he came outside.

We laughed it off, and as I expected him to move on, he just picked up his things, saying something like, they will be back any minute, and got out.

Tomorrow, at the beach, I was doing my regular routine, but everything was different. That started to piss me off, so after lunch, I used a moment when we were left alone, to confront him.

I asked him, if everything is ok.

He responded, I quote:

"Do not tease me, if you cant even commit to sucking cock till the end."

And that was it.

Eight months have passed since then, and I still hate his guts for it, and even more, I hate myself, for being such an idiot, chasing a man who obviously didnt want me.

passed out milf

I am married, and I am about to leave my husband, after cheating on him for over a year.

Got married young, he was my 2nd bf, and life went on. After some time, he stopped noticing me. I did gain some weight, but I am far from being fat, since I am petite, even a few extra pounds are visible. We just stopped having sex, and not because lack of trying on my end. He would always do it, when I initiated it, but after I while I got fed up, and stopped taking the first step. He didnt approach me for over three months, and when he finally did, it was because he was drunk, and couldnt even perform.

I tried everything to help myself in my solitude, including this place, but I was longing for someone to touch me, not just touch me, for someone to want me.

Then he came along. I have met him one evening, when I went out with some friends. He gave me attention, everyone noticed, and even made jokes about it (be careful, she is married). He found me on social media, and we started texting.

I am close to 40, so all this online chatting and flirting was totally new for me, and I didnt manage to get a hold of it. This lasted for a long, long time, he was very persuasive, and I went for coffee with him.

The moment he sat opposite to me in that caffe, I knew that I was done.

It is now over a year of our sexual relationship. The sex, oh my god, the sex is perfect. He made me try some things I have never thought I would enjoy, but I did, (anal and bondage), he made me feel loved and cared for, even though the sex was rough and super intense. After a few months, he asked me to get a divorce, and move in with him.

I was struggling to make a decision, had my ups and downs, not ready to take this life changing step. So I decided to try my best to save the marriage. We started having sex again, still only after I initiated it. It was so bleak, so vanilla, so uninteresting, that I started to wonder, was it always like this, or am I broken now?

I realized that I am not broken, but our marriage is. His birthday is on 5th of April, so I wont do it before that, and I will wait a few weeks after it passes, and I am telling him. I dont want my life to pass by me.

I live in a city, which is a big university center in eastern Europe. Now, to explain, these get filled, every year, with many, many gorgeous girls from the countryside, who are free to live their lives how they want them, for the first time in their lives. If you add the patriarchal upbringing in the areas they came from, you got a bingo on your hands.

I used to take full advantage of this,l when I was younger. Those girls were so hungry of life, yet, mostly, not so experienced, and they tried to hide their inexperience, by showing to the world (and men from the city), that they are not these prude peasants from the mountains, villages and sleeping small towns.

Well, time passes, I get married, divorced, and before you know it, I am over 40. No way for me to get back into that scene, because I am too old - I cant just show up on a freshman party, like I used to, 20 years ago.

Now, there is a small caffe in the same street as my office. It is in the old part of town, tourist part of town, and this place is a bit hipsterish, but it is close to my work, so I drink coffee there, almost every day. And, there is this petite, brunette waitress. When I hear her accent, I knew from what part of the country she is from, so I took an elaborate guess - "student".

She smiled, and nodded.

Now, I am not a big tipper, but I started tipping, and not small amounts, and of course she noticed. As time passed, I started coming to every single one of her shifts. One Sunday morning, when it is almost empty, I asked her to sit with me (she was alone in the bar - no manager), so we can have coffee together.

We talked, and you know how it is with young women, I forgot how easy it is to manipulate, if you have got the talk, and the attitude. I look rather well for a man my age, I might even say far beyond the average, but still, she was too young for me - 19, first year of college.

She smiled, and laughed, and we got a bit closer. Week, after week, after week, I was there, she was laughing, and we became "friends", if a man and a woman of such age disparity, can become friends. I asked her to get me back in the game, maybe take me to some places where it is fun, that I feel young, but am restrained by my age, and narrow group of friends.

So, we started hanging out. We went to few places - total modern trash, then I stepped up my game, and invited her to a few cool and hip places, she could only see in the movies - a jazz club, cabaret, and one fancy dinner with local music.

Then the cinemas came along, theater, and when I brought her to the opera, and even bought her a dress and shoes for the occasion - she was done.

That night I got a blow job, and by her technique, and the fact that she swallowed, without flinching, made me realize, that it wasnt her first rodeo, nor the second.

We remained "friends", and when I wanted to fuck her, she was reluctant, thinking that, if we go any further, that that will ruin our "friendship".

We were both aware that it is a sugar daddy situation, and I didnt object. So, I was getting my cock sucked once or twice a week for almost a year. Then, she met someone, and stopped coming. She told me that our friendship is over, and that she cant go on, since it is time for her to find happiness in her life.

I was dissapointed and all, but, well, it was nice.

Now, I am looking for my next target.

passed out slut

Well, there goes my marriage. Wife invited her co-worker over for drinks a few weeks ago, they both got pretty drunk. Wife passed out and I was in the other room – totally didn’t know my wife was passed out. Her friend stumbles through my house and found me messing around on Motherless lol.
“Oh you like porn, cool,” she giggled behind me.
“Ah fuck well, Mandy knows about me looking at porn,” I told her bluntly.
Angelica pulled half of her top down, “what do you think?”
I was stunned, nice perky tits.
“Nice,” I told her, “definitely pretty!”
“You want to suck on them?”
“Oh come on, no. I’m married where is Mandy?”
Angelica laughed and swayed trying to keep steady, “sleeping on the couch, she’ll never know.”
She walked up to me and put her small tits in my face as I sat in my computer chair.
They were soft, and my tongue and mouth were suddenly sucking and licking at her lovely little tits.
She grabbed my crotch and massaged my cock through my pants, panting for me to fuck her.
I unzipped my pants and pulled them down, she lifted up her little skirt and pulled her undies to the side and sat on my hard dick.
Let’s just say I came inside her twice, and before we were done I came in her mouth.
Her friend stopped off at my house before my wife got home from work and rang the doorbell, so I answered.
“Hey, um…”

“You ok?” I certainly was thinking about inviting her in for another fuck but my wife would be home in a few minutes.
“No. I’m pregnant. You were the first guy I’ve been with in 6 months…”
I must have looked as white as a ghost. I couldn’t speak.
“Fuck,” I finally said.
“Yeah, you did cum in me a lot. Don’t get me wrong, I liked it but… now I don’t know what to do.”
“Look I’m married, I can’t fuck that up.”
“She knows, she has known for a while. Your dumb ass left a picture on the iCloud and she saw me and your cock.”
My heart stopped, and the world started to spin.
“We’re going to need to figure out what we’re going to do,” Angelica stated bluntly.
“You can get rid of it, and I’ll pay for the abortion.”
“Talk to your wife. You’d be shocked what she’s been up to,” she hinted.
“What?”
“That little mole right next to her pussy on the right side… I’ve seen it,” Angelica blushed and turned to walk away.
I stayed silent. My wife was fucking a woman?
So we’ll see what happens when she gets home. Now that I know her and Angelica have been fucking, at least I’ll have some ammunition.

I find this trashy single mom so compelling. She's a coworker, and we barely speak to each other, so she has no reason to think I would love to kidnap her and connect her tits to a car battery until she passes out. Or that I would sodomize her while forcing her face down a dirty toilet if I could get away with it. 

Bitch Boss Must Pay! (Story)

I wonder if anyone ever hated their boss to the degree that I do whilst having to keep their mouths shut and smile at the same time. I come from a foreign country, working my first job, basically forced by my father to go 'pay my dues' for a few years before returning to the family business eventually. The truth is the family is exceedingly wealthy (albeit most of our wealth comes from illegitimate sources) but I must admit I do respect the intent to go through a 'normal' process with regards to my career.

So I get a job at an international consultancy, start at the bottom and basically accept whatever work brief that lands on my table.
I spend the first year working long hours, running endless research, burning the midnight oil, accepting a very modest income at the same time. Basically I find myself doing all my boss's work AT THE SAME TIME acting as a goddamn gopher for her almost everyday. Collecting her laundry, babysitting her cats, fetching her food/coffee, and writing ALL of her reports while taking all her derogatory comments on the chin. Having done my best to hide my family background, I supposed she just considered me another lowly foreign peasant of a worker to be abused and taken for granted.

Now I admit I am not much to look at, 6 foot tall, slightly overweight, ungainly hair but i do try to scrub up nice and always dress as well as I can. The fact that I do not have a girlfriend or have much of a social life at all, doesn't escape her and her peers who never seem to stop reminding me that I just cannot or will ever get with a girl in this country. For the past year, that seems to be a subject of fun at every team social event but to my credit I smile, go along with it and just get my work done. The most annoying thing about my boss however is despite my hard work and efforts to please her, she did not even see fit to give me a raise or a bonus at the end of the year! My pent up frustrations at this point were just about to boil over.

Her one and only saving grace is that she was hot. Beautiful 5 foot 6 specimen, with gorgeous smooth fair skin, dark raven hair and an ass that looked fucking fantastic in a tight dress suit. Her shapely curvaceous body was well sculpted by hours at the gym and at the yoga studio, basically hours that could be spent at work instead of being the lazy cunt that she was. Just a few years older than myself at 28, she had risen to the position of senior manager on the basis of her winning smile and flirtatious demeanour with the male superiors at the company. Despite my disdain for her work ethics, she was quite mesmerising and easy on the eye. i constantly found myself stuttering in her presence, blinded by her beauty and that awesome perfume she always wore. On my smoke breaks with my male peers, I would have to bite my lip and just listen into their conversations around how each of them would try and be the first in the company to tap that fine ass. Fortunately for them, they did not have the misfortune of being her subordinate I constantly thought.

In my private moments I would imagine all the things I would do to her to put her in her place. Unfortunately being in a foreign country, I did not have the means or the courage to carry out some of the darker thoughts floating around in my mind. However, one fine day as what I would consider fate, our team got the word that they would be travelling to my home country for a week long project at the headquarters. Our team of 5 which consisted of Mel, her assistant;Anne, myself and two other guys would be sent for 2 weeks, one to work on the project and another for some rest and relaxation as part of our annual perks.

Upon hearing the news that we would be travelling to my home country, Mel very 'astutely' stated that I should be the one handling ALL the travel arrangements for the entire team seemingly due to the fact that I would know best where to stay, eat, party etc etc. How convenient. As usual I sucked it up and agreed while formulating a plan in my head to ensure that she in particular would be having a trip she would never forget.

I went about booking the best of everything I could think of for our trip, the best hotel, great restaurants and bars for the first week. Everyday after a hard days work for the first week, I would bring my colleagues to experience nothing but the finest in my city while taking great care not to run into anyone who might know or recognise me in my city. As far as she knew, I would retire for the night and go back to whichever slum I came from, stating that I rather than stay in the hotel would prefer to spend time with my family. In truth, I would be laying out plans for my dear boss come the end of the week.

The final working day would culminate with a big night out for the team. Unbeknownst to them I had reserved the club owned by my cousins and had organised an unforgettable experience for all. Dinner at a 5 star restaurant preceded and arriving at the hotel to pick everyone up was a convoy of luxury vehicles one for each team member with Mel given the Rolls Royce. Again they were all cars owned by my family and each driver our employees. I personally volunteered to drive her and upon being questioned how I had organised all this on our company budget, I simply stated that I had called in favours at the car rental service I had 'used to work for'. I suppose she was so caught up in the experience she did not ask further questions. Now as her personal gopher, I had come to know of her affinity for specific party drugs and she had ordered me to obtain them for her for the purposes of really enjoying the night. As part of my ruse, I at first advised against it stating that this was highly frowned upon in my country. As usual, well she did not listen and insisted upon it anyway.

I marvelled at how gorgeous she was when I picked her up from the hotel. Wearing a figure hugging, above knee length, tube- top lavender dress with matching high heels, she was truly stunning. With her hair done up neatly in a bun to accentuate her delicate neck and shoulders, she could have been mistaken for a professional model. On our way to the club after dinner, she predictably consumed the powder along with champagne I had placed in the car for her. The club itself was truly one of the best in the world and she and the team were afforded VIP treatment, with the best drinks and seats in the house. I entered the club giving knowing glances to the security team, barman and the manager. The powder I had provided her initially gave her a limited boost intended to wear out at a certain point. After 3 hours of drinking and dancing, she turned to me to ask for more. I again attempted to feign reluctance but however she would as usual, get her way. I passed her an amount and asked a waiter to guide her to the VIP bathroom to ensure privacy for her. Mel got up and followed him to a secluded office area and was left alone in it. Unknown to her, being the designated handbag holder, I had placed a few more grams of her favourite vice inside whilst she was off dancing and parading her fine ass on the floor.

Mel used the bathroom before preparing the powder in lines on the counter. As she bent over, the bathroom door flew open with four burly men dressed in police uniforms entering ominously and commanding her to put her hands up. Frozen in shock initially, she tried to blurt out some sort of explanation for what she was doing to no avail. They informed her that she had just committed a grievous crime and someone on the staff had tipped them off. Tears welled in her eyes as she sobbed and tried to explain how she was a foreigner and had no idea that what she was doing was illegal. Shaking their heads, they informed her that she would be taken into custody and her team and company would be informed. She was read her rights as they handcuffed her wrists behind her back and lead her out of the bathroom and towards a private stairwell leading to the rear entrance.

She wept, her makeup streaming down her pretty face as she was ushered out the entrance where a black, tinted SUV awaited. She pleaded again and again to at least let her colleagues know what was happening with those pleas falling on deaf ears. She was placed in the backseat and sandwiched by two of the men, still desperately trying to reason with them. Unfortunately being drunk and a little stoned, she herself was unsure what words she was uttering in the first place. As the SUV sped off to its destination, she somehow gathered her thoughts and attempted once more to get out of her predicament.

“Please guys. I really am just a foreigner and I had no idea I was doing anything seriously wrong. Please find a way to let me go and I will never do this again. I just want to get back home. I cannot have this land on my record. I will be ruined. Please if there is anything I can do to get you to reconsider taking me in, I will do it. Please. I will do anything.” She literally at this point was begging for her life.

The man beside her looked at her inquisitively. “Anything?”

“Anything”. She said through tears and sobs.

The man in the front passenger seat turned around and looked at her. “Nice dress. Take it off”.

“Are..are you serious?” she stammered.

“Take it the fuck off”.

The driver pulled over at the side of the road and turned around to watch the show. Her backseat companions released Mel from her handcuffs allowing her to reluctantly reach back to unzip her dress, holding it up at her chest, hoping for a reprieve that never would come. She allowed the material to fall off her torso, exposing her lace white strapless bra, pulling the dress down her waist, her knees and ankles, leaving her in her bra and matching white lace thong. The beautiful girl handed over her dress to one of the men with the other reaching out expectantly to receive her bra and panties as well. Mel choked back a loud sob as she unclasped her bra, unveiling her pert B Cup breasts before pulling her thong down her legs and submitting them to him. She was now fully naked and humiliated in front of the men. She wrapped her arms around her body and crossed her legs; desperately trying to protect whatever modesty she had left. The handcuffs were reintroduced, her wrists once more locked behind her, allowing her breasts and hard large pink nipples to be on full display.

“Spread your legs”.

Her soft, swollen eyes blinked away tears as she slowly spread her legs to expose her smooth waxed pussy to the men in front. She was aided by the men at the back, who took no issue with having her knees and calves on their laps. They stroke her lovely skin as phone camera flashes went off, capturing the sight of her naked and spread in the car that begun to resume its journey once more.

Meanwhile back at the club, Anne and everyone else were wondering where their manager had disappeared. She had been gone for about 45 minutes with myself feigning ignorance on her whereabouts. Efforts to ask staff if they had seen her were met with shakes off the head. Finally as scheduled, Anne suddenly received a text message from Mel’s phone informing them that she had met a nice young man and had chosen to go off with him. ‘Mel’ also assured the rest that she would catch up with them as soon as she could during the week and not to worry about her. Anne sighed with a smile of relief and simply texted back the words “Enjoy boss. Have fun!”. With that we enjoyed the rest of the night at the club before I left them to head off towards my real fun for the night and the rest of the week.

A luxury car picked me up outside the club and I immediately received a video documenting the recent events surrounding my annoying boss. The four men all of whom were my own cousins filmed her stumbling naked and handcuffed down a flight of stairs to the basement of a house we owned about an hour and a half outside of town. Upon reaching the foot of the stairs, she was met with the sight of a dimly lit room with a large four-poster bed in the background with an attached bathroom at the side. There was no other furniture or fixtures save for a steel chain attached from the ceiling with wrist manacles. Mel gasped when she saw a large dildo, a butt plug, a few mouth gags and some other bondage equipment placed on the bed as well as a riding crop and a whip. I grinned at her expression of fear and panic as she took in her surroundings that also included a tripod and video camera beside the bed.

“What the fuck are you people going to do to me? This is illegal. Are you really policemen?” she screamed.

A loud hard thump was heard as a large hand smacked her across her face causing her to crumple to the floor, stunned by the sudden blow. My cousin knelt down and grabbed her by the hair pulling her up sharply to her knees before berating her.

“What did you say bitch? Do you want to go to jail? Do you want to appear in a court for your drug crimes? Do you want to appear in the news as the stupid foreign cunt that thought she could flaunt our laws? Do you???”

“But you can’t do this! Whatever you are planning to do, please don’t do it!” she cried out through the pain of having her hair roughly pulled.

“We can do whatever we want. This is our country. If we want to send you to the worst women’s prison in the state, we can. If we want to make your pretty ass disappear, we can. If we want to chop you up in little pieces and feed you to the dogs, we can! Now, are you going to cooperate or not? If you do, your friends may be able to see you again and you may be able to return to your own fucked up country! What’s your choice cunt?” he shouted in her ear.

“OWWW…I’ll do it! I’ll do it! Please don’t turn me in!” she screamed.

“Let me remind you why you are here!” he yelled. He opened the bag of remaining powder, stepped away and poured it over the concrete floor.

“Get on all fours and come here! You love to snort don’t you? COME HERE AND SNORT! ALL OF IT! CRAWL BITCH!”

Mel sobbing wildly slowly placed her hands on the floor and began crawling towards the mound of powder. She gazed up pleadingly once more at the men before positioning her face over it. Impatient, he grabbed the back of her head and pushed it down, rubbing her pretty face all over the white powder. “SNORT!”
She cried as she inhaled, her face, neck, breasts and torso covered in cocaine. Gasping and coughing, she fell to her side as he released her once satisfied that she had consumed as much as possible. As she lay there, they produced another set of cuffs, this time locking her ankles together. I watched as they raised her to her feet, attaching the ceiling manacles to her wrists, suspending her from the ceiling with her feet barely touching the ground.

I was really getting hard at the sight of her completely naked, stretched out with her arms above her head, covered in white powder, gasping away, trying to spit out whatever had entered her mouth and nostrils. She groaned as a ball gag was produced and inserted into her mouth. A towel was produced and she was wiped clean off the remaining powder on her body and face. A leather blindfold was placed around her head as well as a set of noise-cancelling headphones to prevent her from hearing a single sound. Mel was now as she should be to me. Blind, deaf and mute. The men stepped back to take a few more photos of their bound and gagged guest as she hung from the chains, to await my arrival.

I walked down the stairs slowly, in anticipation of what I was about to do to my dear boss. I had deliberately requested for my cousins to leave the room and even before I reached the foot of the stairs, I could hear the sound of her labored breathing and muffled groans through her gag. I drank in the sight of her, beautiful fair skinned beauty hung out before me in nothing but her high heels. As she could neither see or hear, she had no idea I was approaching her slowly, walking around her, admiring her firm, fit and feminine body that was slick and shiny with her own sweat. I had asked for the air conditioning to be turned off to increase her level of discomfort. I circled her slowly, noting how flawless and wonderfully curvaceous she was, with amazing hips, perky ass and breasts that were not large but with tasty, large pink nipples highlighting them. I was really enjoying her muffled moans and groans that were so sexy on my ears, far sexier than the sounds of her ordering me around for the past year or so. Her body jerked around as my hands finally landed on it, running them up and down her waist, stomach and up to her soft, supple breasts, fondling them gently enjoying tweaking and lightly pinching her nipples. She groaned out loud, shaking her head as my lips landed on her neck and shoulders, kissing her lightly, licking her and enjoying how she tasted. I embraced her from behind, burying my face in her hair, kissing her cheeks while squeezing her breasts. She was so helpless before me and I loved every second of it.

“Hello Mel. I know you are going to hate what I am going to do to you but I don’t care. You have enjoyed using me in certain ways, now I am going to enjoy you in many other ways too. Fucking bitch. You have made my life difficult and now you are going to pay for it you stupid lazy whore!” I said out loud, secure in the knowledge that she could not hear a thing with the headphones on.

She struggled in vain as my hands reached down to grab her ass. Those firm, round and sensual cheeks felt so good to me. Her moans intensified as I ran my fingers between the crack of her ass and around the front on her bare waxed pussy. I walked over to the bed, returning with the riding crop in hand. I imagined and recalled all the times she made me be her errand boy, demeaning me and not giving me any recognition at all. With that anger I unleashed my wrath on her fat ass, without any mercy at all. The crop rained down upon both cheeks, causing her to scream madly through her gag. Red welts began to appear on her skin as I wound up and released the crop, spanking her as hard as I could without stopping. She trashed around as far as her restraints would allow her, incoherent cries for mercy filling the room. As I whipped her, I voiced out all my frustrations at her only stopping when her ass began turning black and blue.

I walked around to her front, gripping her face firmly while berating her. Tears streamed down from underneath her blindfold as I slapped her face a few times. Even then I found myself unsatisfied with the revenge I was doling out on her. She screamed in pain once more as heavy nipple clamps were applied, pulling her fat nipples downwards. I stepped back to admire my handiwork, watching her writhe in pain. When I felt the slightest bit of pity for her, I removed the clamps and allowed her to relax. Knowing that I would have her to enjoy for the next few days, I called my cousins back in to unchain her and clean her up for what was to come next.

While in our early 20's, my cousin (Leanne) and I used to get drunk every weekend. One weekend I went round for our usual drinking session and one of her friends (Tracey) was there. They had started drinking before I got there and were already half tanked.
I went into the kitchen to pour myself a drink and when I came out got the surprise of my life. They were both sitting at either end of the lounge naked with their legs open, giving me a wonderful view of their naked bodies.
Tracey told me she didnt think I had the guts to walk up to my cousin, take my cock out and slide it into her mouth. Well, I wasn't going to pass up that opportunity so I walked toward Leanne and as I took my cock out she opened her lips. She looked like she wanted it just as much as I did. As Leanne started sucking my cock, Tracey started to finger Leannes pussy. When Tracey slid a third finger inside Leanne, she started to deepthroat me like her life depended on it. After making Leanne cum with her fingers, Tracey took her fingers out of Leannes pussy and put them to my lips so I could taste my cousin.
As I was licking Leannes cum off Traceys fingers, Leanne told me she wanted to watch me fuck Tracey while she showed me what a slut Tracey was. Hearing that Tracey laid on her back and spread her legs like the true little slut she is. As I was fucking Tracey, Leanne kept asking her questions like how many cocks had she sucked? over 500. How many cocks had she fucked? over 300. What was the most amount of cock she had in one day? 8 when she had a gangbang to get back at her ex-bf and she let them all fuck all 3 holes.
I told Leanne it was her turn, and like a trained whore, she laid down beside Tracey and opened her legs, she rubbed her pussy until I took my cock out of Tracey and slit it inside Leanne. I told Tracey to sit on Leannes face, so I could lick and play with her tits while I fucked Leanne.
I fucked Leanne till I came inside her, Tracey wanted to suck my cum out of Leannes pussy and like a good slut she swallowed it all, much to Leannes disappointment.

When I was young, I married for money. He was much older than me, I was in my 20s... Such a cliche. And ,as it happens, when I turned 37, he left me a younger model. One might say, I was in luck. Never worked a day in my life, got financially settled, I am still young, so, the world is mine.

Except, it isnt. I am aware of my looks, I looked good back then, I still look good, way better than women my age. But, since our marriage ended, I am lonely.

I havent had sex in 5 years, since then. I still have my needs, which I fulfill in places like this one, but my sex life is dead.

I suffer from autumn/winter blues, so last September I decided to do something about it, go back to the gym, or go to dancing lessons. A friend of mine, while smiling mysteriously, told me that she can recommend her trainer. We giggled like school girls, while she told me how good looking he is.

A young guy, in his early 20s, built like Tarzan, with long hair, and the widest shoulders I ever saw. I started acting like a teen. Joking about how my pancakes would ruin his diet, trying to look the best I could for him. He was flirty too (I still got it), joking "someone is excited to see me" once, when my nipples were piercing through my top.

Eventually, I gathered some courage to ask him to "come by after he is done, on pancakes". He said that I am his last one for the day, and that I just have to wait for him to shower.

As soon as we got inside, he grabbed my by my waist, and kissed me. He is so tall, big and strong, my knees gave up, I almost fell.

I felt his hands on my shoulders - "suck my cock".

I have thought about him many times, in my alone time, and I imagined him, so strong, taking me in his arms, and carrying me to bed, then making passionate love to me. But here I am, on my knees, with his cock in my mouth.

Not much has passed, and I felt, by his grunting, spasming and behavior, that he is about to cum, so I pulled him out, and finished him off with my hand.

He tapped me on my head, like I was a dog, and went into the bathroom.

Such an anticlimax. All the excitement has gone, evaporated into the thin air.

When he got out, he mumbled something about how he is in a rush, and got out.

On our next appointment, I came back to my normal self. I was cold, distanced and uninterested. He noticed that, and asked if everything is alright. I asked him, will he ever finish the pancakes, he missed on last time.

"Nah, I'm good."

So, that is my story of a glorious single life.

You see my ass passed out in an alley like this what you doing?

I have a tenant and her 18 year old son that live in the apt. 2 doors down. during the covid crisis he turned 18 and was doing school at home, he had problems with his school work. i heard his mom yelling at him one night about the grades he was getting and the notice about him not being able to graduate if he didnt get passing grades. long story short his mopm asked me to keep an eye on him and let her know if i saw him leave during the day or had friends over. one day he knocked on my door and asked if i could look at the bathroom sink it was leaking, so i went over, fixed it, and said hey i need to talk to you, come over my apt. when you get a second, i could tell he was worried. he came over and sat down,i really didnt know him at all. other then seeing him around and telling myself, i have the hottest fuckiing 18 year old on the planet 2 doors down from from me. i told him his mom talked to me and wanted me to inform her if he left during the day or had friends over, right away he was making excuses why his 2 friends were in his living room playing games on the computer. i told him dont fucking worry, i wont say anything, i promise. i also asked him about his school work and maybe failing, he just looked at me and said, yea im going to fail, im to far behind. i told him ill help him, tell his mom that he would be coming to my house to do his school work, she was completely of the chart happy when he told her. so he would walk in my apt about 7 15 am, and come in my room, at first he sat on a chair, then he was laying in the bed next to me watching t.v. while i did ALL his school work. all of asudden he was getting all A's. his mom flipped, he did too when she got his report card in the mail that day. he came in my room the next morning and grabbed me and was so happy that he no will graduate high school. the following week he turned 18, and i told him to invite his best friends over in the day and i would have a party for him, booze, pot and porn basicly. at about 215 everyone started to leave ,Sean was pretty hammered laying on the couch and i grabbed him and took him to my room to sleep on my bed, the couch sucks to sleep on. when he got to my room he said i need to piss walked in the bathroom peed and washed his face and came out with a towel around him, no clothes on an then jumped in my bed dropping the towel. i was already laying down and looking for the remote, he said he has it and he turned the t.v. on. what i forgot to do the night before was turn off the dvd player and switch the t.v. to cable. porn was playing, not that it was a bad thing, we all just watched porn in the living room for 6 hours, but because he was naked and i was next to him, all of a sudden he fast forwarded it then played it and turned it up. i was pretty shocked, hes a perfect 10, hottest girlfriend on earth and he's watching porn in my bed naked. i went in the living room and took a hit from the bong, he heard me hit it and asked me to bring it in the room, i did.
his entire body was under the blanket up to his neck and i could see wear both his hands were, on his cock, his 11.5 inch cock. hew asked me to light it and put it up to his mouth and he took 4 hits. he said he never felt this good b4. i should also state, i have fantastic impulse control but it was starting to fade away. i layed on my side of the bed an he said, its freezing in here get under the blankets. i did right after i took 5 nitro pills to get my heart started again, lol, jk. i got under them and he turned my way and said, thank you so much for today, the party and helping him so much, i forgot to say i taught him how to surf the summer before, he would borrow 1 of my boards, but i bought him one an told him close your eyes, i went into the closet and layed it on his body, he opened his eyes, and i could tell he was in shock, he got up out of bed, his dick as hard as it can be, throbbing up and down, he grabbed the board and couldnt believe it. he put the board up on the wall to see it, then grabbed me so fucking hard he cracked my back,., that felt good, but even better was his cock pressed against my ass when he grabbed me, anyway he threw me on the bed, im 6'1 he's 6'3 all muscle and he got on top of me sat on my chest and grabbed my hands and pinned me down and looked at me and just shook his head. he rolled off me layed on the bed got under the blankets so did i, he grabbed pulled me next to him, real tight. like i was pressed against his body and his arm around my neck pulling me closer, thats when i asked him to hand me the bottle of nitro bcuz i was having or near having a heart attack,,,, lol jk. he was jacking his dick with one hand i could feel the movement and then out of the blue he said, " HOW ABOUT A LITTLE HELP" after the paramedics defib'ed me hahaha. he grabbed my hand that was on his chest and pulled it onto his dick, he said promise you will never tell my mom about this, you know the answer to that one right? i started jacking him one handed and i said im going to move that way, he spread his legs open and when i got over them he put my pillow between his legs and pulled me down, i was just going to lay on that side of the bed to jack him with both hands but he had other plans.he grabbed my head with both hands and i had his diclk in my hand he said put it in your mouth and im going to ppush your head up and down so you dont bite it, it was that big....after blowing him that long, i couold barely open my mouth , i said can we lay side to side and ill suck it like that, we moved and he started pumping my mouth harder deeper and faster, he said why the fucking have i never tried it this was.he would pump then stop and his cock was throbbing so hard in my mouth, he said dont move at all or ill cum. he fucked the living holy hell out of my mouth for 4 hours, then he said oh fuck im cuming and grabbed my head and pushed it deep onto his dick and started to cum, he came so hard it came out my nose, i honestly thought i was going to drown, but thoughts of what my death certificate would say as the manner or death , i pushed back a bit with his cock still throbbing and cuming. it was so intense that he held my head in the same position, and pulled the blanket over us with his dick fully in my mouth and he fell asleep, i tried but i wondered if that would be the last time that dick would be in me, i just sorta cherrished the moment, and stayed away with his dick in my mouth, for the next 3 hours.
the funny thing is, this isnt the story i was going to tell. the story i was going to tell was, he has a only fans account and wanted me to help him fill it will slut porn we made, we ended up one night at the adult bookstore in north hollywood where my friend paul works. anyway, ill write the rest of that story tomorrow......
the picture is him in my shower

Girlfriend who is 23 went on a trip to Mexico with girlfriends a couple days ago for six days. We've been together for three years, but recently I started thinking about her being with another guy and getting turned on by it. I told her I'd give her a pass for the weekend. She just kind of laughed it off but according to one of her friends it didn't take her long. Apparently when they got in to their resort she got into her blue bikini that really popped her tits out. Within 90 minutes she was already talking to and flirting with another guy. They got out of the pool and disappeared for a couple hours.

She came back in and her hair was just a mess. They went back to his room and I guess he just destroyed her. Guess we'll see what else she does on this trip.

Tiny babes like her deserve to be used and abused like the toys they are. Fill her holes up with the biggest bbc out there and stretch her out. Fuck her throat till she cant breathe and passes out. Wake her up with two thick cocks penetrating her virgin ass hole, and when she wakes up screaming, stuff another cock down her throat to shut her up

I’d love to fucking force this teasing slut to deepthroat my cock til she passes out

I have been with only few men in my life.

Lost my virginity to a guy in high school, and we broke up soon after.

In college, I met the love of my life. We were together for seven years, and when the time came to start our life together and get married, he got cold feet, and I left him. Reasoning - he is not mature, ambitious, serious enough, and I thought my time was passing.

Then, I had a six year gap, after which I met my husband. We started a family, but I am aware that I settled.

Now, this is not the story of me, coming back to my ex, no. It is about the gap years.

With all three, I had a lots of sex, and I am still having a lots of sex with my husband, but, in those gap years, I was having an affair with my exs friend. Yes, the friend of the love of my life.

He was married, and still is. He was successful, handsome, dressed well, had perfect manners, and I guess, subconsciously, I wanted my man to be like him. I guess he sensed something, so I spent almost the entirety of those, gap years, in a sexual affair with him, while dreaming of him leaving his wife, and becoming mine. Eventually, I figured out that there is no chance of that happening, and I moved on. But the sex...

He was so rough, even brutal, I can say that he used me, and treated me like nothing more than a sexual object. He got me into porn, which I didnt really like, except for the erotic stories. With him, I have tried I think almost anything you can do in sex, and it was amazing.

Now, my confession is this - I am not sorry that it didnt work out, I would not like to go back in such a relationship, but I miss the sex, I miss someone being dominant over me. I miss the thrill.

I'm drunk, passed out and fertile What would you do to me? x

My neighbor moved in with her husband 2 years ago. Her husband is an over the road truck driver, so he’s gone 6 days out of the week mostly. Sometimes he’ll be home for the weekend but for the most part he’s gone a lot. When he’s home he drinks until he passes out in the backyard, or go out to a bar. They have no children, so she’s all alone when he’s gone.
When he would leave, she would ask me to help her with little things, and being a good neighbor, I would always help the little lady. I’m 52 and my wife decided to leave me a good 10 years ago, so instead of going through a shit ton of financial loss (again), and having my heart break (again) I just decided that I didn’t want any relationships and that I’d just play the field and fuck whoever came my way. My neighbor (we’ll call her Jessica) is 36, and always wanted to chat me up when she saw me outside. I’d always be nice and friendly, talking about the weather, and just general bullshit going on.
We grew into pretty good friends, if she seen me outside sometimes she’d call over to me to help her with something – usually some handyman issue that her husband never fixed. Things really took an interesting turn 6 months ago, she called me over to see why her stove wasn’t working and I immediately found that the gas was intentionally turned off to the stove.
She knew I knew, and she knew she was caught. Jessica was embarrassed, and sat down on a chair in the kitchen and started to cry.
“I’m just so fucking lonely. I’m sorry for bugging you.”
I consoled her, told her that I was her friend and that she could always talk to me.
She got up, and hugged me really tight, I could feel her pushing her tits against me and her hands gripping on to my shirt as she sobbed.
“I’m really fucking lonely…” she murmured. Our eyes met, we kissed, and we fucked.
As you can see from the picture, Jessica isn’t a bad looking woman. Her raven black hair, her lovely tits – she’s got a lot going on for her. Since we first fucked, when her husband is away, she’s always over at my house and even spends the night sometimes. She’s admitted she has deep feelings for me, and I have to say I do have feelings for her too. We’ve been fucking behind her hubbies back for a good 5 months now, and I’ve never used protection. Little lady has a bit of a fetish for creampies, she says her husband never touches her anymore and they’ve been married for 8 years. She awkwardly admitted that she can’t remember the last time he came inside her.
She’s been talking about filing for divorce, selling the house and getting an apartment – but I told her that she didn’t need to get an apartment because she’s basically living with me when her hubby is away. Hell, my bedroom has bras and panties laying around half the time because she leaves her clothes at my house half the time.
When I told her that she didn’t need an apartment, she lit up and was excited.
“I totally would love to be in your arms every fucking night,” she paused, and blushed.
“I’m so fucked,” she said as a tear rolled down her face.
I was confused, “what? What is wrong?”
“You don’t want to know, I just realized something.”
I shook my head, “what is it babe?” And then I panicked a bit, “are you pregnant?”
She laughed, “no… not at all. I just realized I’m in love with you and it’s not just any little crush, I’m madly in love with you and I don’t know what the fuck to do about all this shit, I need to get a divorce. I’ll go see a lawyer tomorrow.”
My heart stopped, fucking hell time stopped, but words came out of my mouth that I wasn’t even trying to say, “I love you too.”
I fucked her again, looking into her eyes as I came inside her.
Currently she has filed for divorce; her husband didn’t seem to mind and doesn’t even know I’m banging his wife. He’s talked to me a couple times over the fence of our properties.
“You’ve been a good neighbor bro, but the house is up for sale and I’m moving away. She can go do whatever. We really lost our connection a while ago, she got mad because she found used condoms that I forgot to throw away in my truck. I mean you’re a man right? When you’re on the road and some cracked out lot lizard is pounding on your door for a $20 fuck, why deny it.”
I just nodded my head, “yeah men have needs.”
He grunted, “yeah, the fuck she think happens on the road? She’s a dead fuck anyway, fuck we haven’t fucked in probably two years.”
That was the last time I saw him. Jessica is living in the house until it’s sold, but always comes over – she has a key to my house. Every night we’re having fun, she makes me feel like I’m 18 years old again. I’m not sure that we’ll get married or anything like that, but it sure is nice to have a beautiful woman in my arms every night. Jessica is planning on getting off her birth control pills, she did ask me if I wanted to be a father – and I told her that I’d love nothing more than to inseminate her beautiful body with my cum. So, I might be breeding her soon. Fucked up thing is, that’s her word for it, “breed me daddy.”
She likes to be on top and loves doggy style too. Gripping her soft tits while I cum inside her is fucking amazing.
She knows I go on porn sites, we’ve discussed it because I brought it up a while ago. Jessica actually loves watching porn, and doesn’t care that I take her picture. I hope Jessica stays with me for a while. She’s a very nice woman, literally tells me what’s on her mind, we talk about all kinds of shit, 100% open and honest with each other too.
Sometimes life sucks, but if you wait and let it flow, it will reward you.

I'm not sharing pics, but my older sis (28) has some huge tits and I've been yanking my crank to them for about 3 months now. She has an Insta that she doesn't know I know about. It feels wrong, but I bust some huge loads thinking of those melons.

The other night, I was tugging to one of her pics, and just as I was about to shoot, out of nowhere, I said, "I wanna smell your pussy, sis," and I almost passed out. The nut was that good.

What does this mean? Is it wrong? Should I try to sniff her panties? What's going on?

This is a weird one...

I know this woman for over 30 years. She was never beautiful, nor hot in a regular way. She is short, pretty much ugly, with an ok body (slimish with nice, round titties, but not big in any way), but she was my crush in our teen years. I was doing everything to get her, when I was still a virgin, and I was clumsy, and had a low self esteem (I know we all did, but I was the worst possible example of such behavior), so my efforts came up unanswered.

Until one evening, when we were in a bigger crowd, drinking and hanging out, until it was only me and her left, late in the summer night. That is the first time we kissed. I was making my moves, but she was relentless to keep her pants on, but in the end, I managed to undress her, a lick her pussy. After she came, when I started undressing, she stopped me, and said "that is enough for tonight".

I was a virgin at that time, so you can imagine my frustration.

This made me obsessed with her, but tomorrow, she acted like nothing happened. And I was still around her, day and night, wanting to have her. Nothing.

This lasted for almost another whole year, when again, we were in a big crowd, drinking, hanging out, when she, early in the night, whispered in my ear "I am going to give you what I owe, tonight".

I dont know if you ever had a hard on for hours, but I did, that night. When everyone, finally, left, she gave me my first blow job.

I thought that was it, I am chained to this girl, I will marry her, I will take her, she will be mine. Tomorrow, again, like nothing happened.

Soon after, we all went to college. I found my first gf, and forgot about everything. Later on, got married, she did as well, and I would see her, once or twice a year, on the street, when I was back home, visiting parents. She returned to our shitty little town, got married, still looked like shit, but seeing her, always made me smile, in a naughty way. And she smiled back.

Last year, at a wedding party, I met her, once again. I was there alone, since my wife was unable to travel, due to work. She was there with her husband (who I know from our teen years - we all hanged out together), and out of nowhere, she came up to say hello, and whispered "do we owe each other anything, after all this time").

I gave her the hotel room number, and she showed up, two hours after the wedding was done. That was the 2nd night in which I had a boner for hours.

I fucked her all night, and came in her ass, twice.

Months have passed, and I still jerk off to the thought of that night.

Pauline The Slut - Part 47: Sold 
 
 Lying there waiting for the dog to go soft I fell asleep. When I woke up the dog had gone. I heard laughter from outside. I tried to stand up but it was too difficult. I crawled on all fours towards the stairs heading for my bed. 
 

I reached the bottom of the stairs when I heard footsteps behind me.  
 

"What a horrible mess you've left slut" I heard Therese say, loud enough so those outside could hear her. I looked behind me and there was a trail of cum from where I had been lying to where I was now. A puddle had formed in the spot where the dog had fucked me.  
 

"Lick it all up. After all your responsible for doing it." she shouted. People started coming in from outside just as I began licking up the line of cum. I worked my way back to the puddle. When I reached it Therese used her foot to push my head down and grind my face in the dog cum. When she finished I resumed licking.  
 

Therese called Debbie over. "The slut needs some help cleaning up. Get down on your hands and knees and help her."  
 

Debbie hesitated and looked pleadingly at her cousin. "Do you want to be the dog's next bitch." Therese threatened.  
 

Debbie got down beside me and timidly stuck her tongue out. Therese put her foot on Debbie's head and pushed her face into the cum as she had done with me. "Hesitate again and I'll get the dog."  
 

Debbie started licking. A few times she looked like she was going to throw up but the fear of the dog forced her not to and we finished cleaning the floor.  
 

"Now clean the slut's asshole, we don't want another mess after all your hard work."I remained on all fours as Debbie made her way around to my ass. There were tears running down her face. She froze when she she saw my asshole.  
 

I heard the swish through the air then the sound of contact with Debbie's skin. Another lash ripped her body before the scream left her throat. As another stroke flew through the air I heard Therese tell her to clean my asshole.  
  

I felt her tongue against my hole and then a tentative lick. Another blow struck her body before I felt her tongue slip inside me and lick all around my sphincter. Therese ordered me to push back against Debbie forcing her tongue deeper into me.  

"That's it, make sure it's good and clean."  
 

After several minutes licking Therese was satisfied. She placed a collar around both our throats and attached a lead to each. She led both of us on all fours out of the room and up the stairs while everyone else returned outside.  
 

When she came to her bedroom she left me outside while she took Debbie inside. After a few minutes I heard the first of a series of terrifying screams from Debbie. I crawled towards my own room and eventually fell asleep.   
 

I don't know how long I slept before I was woken by a slap across the face. Beth was standing over me. "Shower and put on some stilettos and your collar and lead, nothing else. Then come downstairs." She left.  
 

When I arrived downstairs my husband and Beth were sitting in the lounge. My husband called me over and I lay down beside him. An hour or so passed when his phone rang. He answered the call, then took my lead and the three of us headed for the front door.  
 

A car and van were pulling up. Five men got out. I recognised one of them from the video the twins had forced me to watch. I screamed and tried to get back into the house but my husband pulled hard on my lead dragging me back to him. Beth was grinning enjoying my fear and panic.  
 

The man I recognised came over to my husband and handed him an envelope. My husband opened it and looked inside. It was crammed with $100 notes. By now I was hysterical pulling at my collar trying to get away. The other four men had joined us.  
 

My husband spoke to the man, "She's all yours."  
 

"You will never see her again." the man replied. "She will spend the rest of her days at our stables. I will send you on the films."  
  

The other men grabbed Beth and ripped her dress off her body. She looked at my husband in shock then horror as she realised what was happening. She started to kick and scream trying to fight off the men before one of them punched her in the stomach. She slumped to the ground. Her bikini was torn from her body leaving her naked. I then noticed the camera filming her ordeal.  
  

My husband went over to her, bent down and pulled the engagement ring from her finger. She was then dragged screaming to the van. My husband was dragging me back into the house by the time the vehicles started to drive off.   
  

Driving down the road, thinking about all the times we said we will do this or that and it just doesn't happen. Now you tell me to come out to this address just to talk, what is going to happen? I have on my light blue shoes, red socks because why not, jeans, blue tank top with a grey hoodie. My hair is down, for now at least. I see the driveway and your vehicle, you are standing outside with jeans, hoodie, shoes and a baseball cap. You just watch me as I pull alongside you, my heart starts to race and thoughts are all but steady right now. I step out and you smile, we do the normal how are yous and you take your cap off and rub your head as if you are stressed out about something. I look around and notice no one else is around so I go to you and give you a hug, I kiss your neck and move to your cheek, then I softly lick your lower lip and kiss you passionately. Your arms wrap around me and hold onto me tightly. I feel safe in your arms and melt into you. Your right hand goes up and runs along my side, going up and you grab onto my hair and pull my head back. "Follow me" I step back and just follow you like a little puppy. We walk into a shed that is decently cleaned out, all I can do is lick my lips and just wait for you to take your cock out. You move to the center and kiss me again, I pull back and kiss your neck 'Please Sir, let me suck your cock.' I ask so innocently you have no choice but to smile and allow me to. I kiss your hoodie on your chest, then stomach and kneel before you. 'Will you help me Sir, please?' You just nod and unbutton your jeans and pull them down slightly, My hands move up and pull them down, I move your boxers down so your cock springs out of your pants. I smile and take a deep breath, settling down my heart, thoughts and everything, I need to be your little cock sucking whore and am ready to do it. My lips wrap around your cock and pull your tip out of your shaft, my tongue swirling around as I close my lips, cleaning any precum off. I look up and see you just watching me. I move in, my lips holding slightly as my tongue glides side to side slowly, pushing your cock against my tongue. I move all the way in. Your balls hitting my chin and I move back out. My lips start to hold on tighter as my tongue pushes harder up on your shaft, I pull out but then go back in. I tilt my head and push in harder, your tip hits the back of my throat and I stop, I pull out and move to the tip, holding and swallowing anything I may have put on your cock. I move back in quickly as it hits the back of my throat again and I gag. I come back out again but stop halfway. I move back in, faster this time and harder, you feel my throat open up and take your tip. I start to move back but your hands grab onto my hair and hold me there. I start to choke but hold it in. I push my tongue up and close my lips tighter, Feeling your fingers run thru my hair I crunch down slightly so your cock is perfectly angled to go down my throat. I push and hold it, I hear you moan, "That's it Angel, that's it, keep it there" I can hear your dominance coming out. I move back very slightly and then move back in. My tongue starts to push harder now and right then I start to suck. I feel you step back and legs tense up. I come out as you release your grip and allow me to move all the way to the tip. I start to go in and out, faster, harder licking and sucking so nicely. I start to moan as I feel your cock growing in my wet, warm mouth. I move in and deep throat your big cock, I start to get conscience because I start to tear up. You know I like to keep it clean. I move out and swallow anything I can and lick the shaft the whole time. My tongue swirls around your tip as my lips hold on tight. I push in as your hands are not holding tightly. You hold me there and cum down my throat, I keep my throat open, tongue holding tightly and swallow. You feel my throat contract and feel my body relax as I love your cum Sir. You release slightly but not all the way, I move out, licking, worshipping and holding onto your cock as long as you allow it. I continue to lick your shaft back and forth, smiling and moaning, keeping it hard. You step back and your cock pops out of my mouth. I kiss the tip and lick and swallow anything you give me. You grab my hair and stand me up, your hands move to my side and take off my hoodie. Your mouth moves to my tits and kisses the top of the tank top, your hands move to my tits and start to play. I close my eyes and enjoy every moment, your fingers moving into my tank top and pinching my nipples slightly. I moan and hips moves towards yours. Your hands move down and pulls my pants down. 'No Sir, it is ok, this was for you.' I try to pretend like I am in charge. You ignore me as your left hand moves to the top of my pussy, middle finger slightly touching my clit, I pull back but your right arm pulls me closer to you. Your left hand moves up and pulls my tank top down so my breasts come out from the top. You kiss my left nipple and move over to the right. Your left hand moves down and rubs my clit softly but firmly. I can't help but to take a deep breathe and arch my back and put my head back slightly. My hands on your shoulders, rubbing them, holding onto them and rubbing your arms. 'I like it Sir, thank you Sir, thank you Sir' I whisper in your ear. You start to rub harder and faster and I can't help but to push you away. "That is what I figured you would do, fucking pussy." you say with a chuckle. You step back as I bend down to pull my pants up "Don't you fucking dare!" You say with a domineering tone. I cross my arms and stand there, watching you. You take your hoodie off and slide your pants and boxers off completely. You walk over and grab a saw horse that is off to the side. "Now, take your pants off and bend over this." I am under your spell and do as you request. You grab another one as they are around a foot apart. 'Like...like this Sir?' I bend over the first, my fat stomach pushing on it. You move behind me and kick my legs apart, "Let me help you" you whisper in my ear as I feel your body pressed up against mine. Your hand moves inside my tank top and slides up my back, pushing me down over the first saw horse. You grab my fat stomach and put it over the top, I shy away but you have no problem man handling me. You bring the second sawhorse and put it close enough where I am bend over and my tits hang right over the top. My arms dangle slightly as my fat is in the middle of the two. "Hmm...fuck yea, this will be perfect." you say to me. You move in front of me and grab my arms, you grab some rope and tie my right arm to one of the legs, 'No No Sir, No, what are you doing Sir' you grab my left and put it on the other, I feel the sawhorses pushing underneath my tits and pressing underneath my stomach. You stand in front of me and stroke your cock. I try to grab it with my mouth and a few times you allow my tongue to lick the tip. 'Yes Sir, please, Yes Sir, let me suck again'You just laugh and move behind me, touching me the whole time. You get behind me as my ass is out and ready for you. SPANK SPANK SPANK 'Thank you Sir, Thank you Sir, fuck...thank you Sir" With every spank my body moves forward and the sawhorses move forward slightly. You grab something and put it by the feet of the sawhorses, "There, we should be good now" you say and I have no idea. My heart is racing and I don't know what is going on.You get behind me and I feel your hands rubbing my back and ass, I then feel the tip of your cock moving by my pussy. Your fingers reach up and touch my clit which makes me fall into the sawhorses. My legs almost give out but you have me positioned where I am a perfect fuck pony. Your fingers dance on my clit, rubbing it but then stopping. "Are you ready??" I hear you, I don't respond. "FUCKING CUNT! ARE YOU READY!?" You yell but I still don't answer. SPANK SPANK. 'Yes Sir, thank you Sir, fuck Sir!' I scream back at you. I hear you grabbing something else but can't see. I then feel a hard, cold whack on my ass, "COUNT" WHACK 'One...Sir...Two...Sir...THREE SIR FUCK YOU SIR' I scream and moan and bite my lip. "Oh, what, my little slut doesn't like the feel of my belt?" you laugh as you walk around me. You grab my head that is hanging already and put your hands on each side of my face. "SUCK IT" I push forward and try to get your cock but you back up. 'STOP FUCKING TEASING ME!' I scream at you. You grab my head and slam your cock in my throat and fuck my face hard and fast, before I even take a breath tears are running down my face. "FUCKING CUNT!" I can't breathe, can't catch my breath, my tongue pushes up and tries to lick but your fucking my face so fast I can barely move my tongue and keep up. You pull out and slap your cock against my right cheek. My head drops down 'Please Please Sir, I will do better!' 'Please Sir, I need it, Please Sir, I need it, Please' You walk behind me and WHACK on my ass. 'FUCK YOU' I scream as you move behind and slam your cock inside my soaking wet pussy. Your hands on my hips as you hold it in deep. Bringing it out slightly but then slamming it back in. I can't help but to moan. 'I am yours Sir, I am your cock loving whore, please Sir' You start to thrust harder and faster, my tits hanging but almost hitting my chin as you thrust each time harder and faster. I moan so loud you pull out and stop. "I didn't think you would be this loud!" you laugh as you grab your boxers and move around to my face. I move as much as I can to try to get your cock back in my mouth but you don't allow it. You shove the boxers in my mouth and grab electrical tape and wrap it around my head. You grab my hair "Now, fuckpig, we will start" you drop my head as I start to squirm. My fat going side to side and legs trying to just close. "Yea, you aren't going to want to do that" WHACK WHACK WHACK "What the fuck, why aren't you counting, Oh yea...that's right, you can't now!" I moan so loud and your boxers are soaked with my drool and spit already. You move behind me and slam your cock in my pussy again, this time it feels easier, I feel every inch, I feel every thrust, stretching my pussy. 'I I I ahmmmhmmm' I just want to scream I am YOURS! You start to push then move side to side slightly, stretching the soaking hole out for you. My legs are trying to push you out and close but your strength holding them open. You feel my body tense up, you feel my pussy starting to loosen up but then contract. "You want to cum, don't you fuckpig?" I nod and moan and tears running down my face. You scratch my back and continue to fuck me hard and fast, deeper, stretching me, making me your cock sleeve. I can't help it, I tense up and kick and push you out of my pussy and close my legs. Knowing I fucked up but I can't do anything about it. "Fucking Cunt!" You grab my right leg and tie it to the leg of the sawhorse. My left leg is almost dangling, you have me spread out perfectly. You grab my left leg and just put a small tie on it, I am now hanging on the sawhorse. "There we go, I didn't want to do this but...you never obey!"You move behind me, I moan, moaning so loudly and twitching my body needs to let go. Your cock is harder and so big, I have never seen it so huge before. You walk in front of me, petting me, You get behind me and push your tip in my ass. I start to shake my head, trying to look behind me, there is no use, I am now your cum bucket whore. You push it in, slowly, deeper with each second, I moan and try to move the best I can but you now own me...You pull out and then push in deeper, your hand moves and slaps my side, slapping my fat, making it sway. I shake my head faster and faster as your cock pushes, I feel your balls hit my pussy and I know you are all the way in me. You pull out and thrust in deep again. "CUM" you scream at me. I shake my head no, moaning and trying to withhold. You pull back out and then slam it back in. You hold tightly and move to one side and I can no longer hold on. I start to cum, I moan, my eyes roll in the back of my head and let go. You pull out and slam it back in. "There you go, FUCKING ANAL PIG! YOU ARE MY FUCKPIG!" You thrust harder, deeper, fucking my ass as my body shakes and cums. You pull out and shove it deep in my pussy and my pussy explodes on your cock. "THAT'S IT PIG!!! THAT'S IT!!!" You feel my pussy explode and it grabs onto your cock and cum surrounds it. You thrust harder, faster, you pull out and slam it in my ass, then pussy, then ass. I start to orgasm and can't stop. You stay in my ass as my cum squirts out and sprays on your leg and shoe. You cum deep in my ass as my body goes limp but twitching with every thrust you do. You cum harder and it is a huge load. You pull out and some of it squirts on my back. You rub it all over my ass crack and pussy. My hair on my pussy is shining with your cum, my cum and sweat and anything else. You put your hand on my back and one on the sawhorse to hold yourself up. You move in front of me and rub your cock on the boxers and tape, almost flicking it on my nose and face. All I can do is moan and want your cock back in my mouth. You move away and put your hoodie back on, then put your pants on. "Fucking bitch, making me walk around with no boxers, I am not a little perverted slut like you, I don't do this!" You come up to my face, yelling at me and slap me once, twice, three times. My head falls down as you just laugh. You leave me there as I hang there, body twitching, heart settling down, cum dripping. What feel like hours is only minutes and you walk in with a big rottweiler. I start to moan and shake my head and try to shake enough where I break something free. "Oh, knock it off, this is what you deserve" you walk him around as he is shaking his ass and I see his red rocket already. You bring some other blocks over so he can reach my fat ass and pussy, open for him. You help him by walking his face to my pussy, I feel his cold nose then I feel his tongue lick me, My body tenses up completely and you can see my pussy tighten up. You get him in a position and then I feel it, I feel his cock in my pussy lips. I shake my head, moaning, trying. You don't care. You get him going but he doesn't need your help. His paws dig into my tank top on my side and his legs are pushing into my thighs. His cock moves in and out, he seems to lose interest so you move it up...His cock enters my ass and he starts to hump me faster than I have ever been humped. His cock gets bigger and bigger, I don't know what to do. You walk in front of me. "Now...he was a breeding dog but they took all his bitches away, its your turn now" you say to me an inch away from my face. "You feel that...he is knotting in you" I lose all control and cum again. My eyes roll so far behind my head you can tell. "YOU FUCKING BITCH! I didn't tell you you could cum!" You slap me but I am completely limp. You grab my hair and hold my head up, "MAKE IT WORTH IT CUNT!" I cum so hard again it feels like I am pissing. The dog holds his cock deep in my ass and I feel it, I feel him cumming inside of me. He holds it there and he twitches and then pulls out and runs out the door knocking the wood down with a kick. "WOW! You are a true cum bucket now, huh" You grab my hair but I can no longer take it, I pass out...

I see you walking down the alley and I just smile but look down. No one else is around and we meet up. You ask how I am but I just stand there silent. You look around and grab my hair and pull my head back slightly, you kiss me and push me against the wall. "I asked how you were!" you ask again in a very demanding tone as you back up and push against me. I just look at you as my hands move to your cock. I start to rub it outside your pants as your hands move to my breasts. You squeeze them and go under my shirt to grab my nipple. You pinch it as I let out a moan, I kiss your neck and whisper 'I need your cock, that's how I am Sir.' Your other hand moves to my breasts as you push against me playing with them. You kiss me one more time as I moan and can't help but get wet from your power. I push you away for a moment and slide down the wall to my knees, your left arm straight as your hand pushes against the wall, your right hand takes your cock out and holds onto it. Before you know it my lips are pushing against your hand as your cock lays on my tongue in my mouth. I move in but you won't move your hand. I move out as my tongue glides on the bottom of your cock and pushes up to make you hard. I get to the tip and it pops out of my mouth. I move back into your hand, you finally move it to put it on the back of my head. You grasp my hair but don't pull me in, you are more or less just using my head as a resting spot. I move forward and sit up slightly for a better angle. I move all the way in and then out. You spread your legs a bit more as your cock grows in my mouth. My lips tightly holding on I start to go in faster, deeper, harder. I move out and start to suck. I love your cock SIr, I need your cock sir. Your grasp becomes harder and you pull my face into your cock. I gag and choke but you hold my head there. You hear people walking and you notice someone looking down. You move your back towards them to make it look like you are just taking a piss. I smile and tilt my head so I can continue to get your cock as far in my throat as possible. You hold my head close to you as I move down slightly. Your cock pushes into my throat. I feel it gets past the point of gagging and holds it there for as long as I can. You don't make a sound but your cock twitches. I start to suck harder and lick faster, pushing my tongue up and down, moving my lips in and out, making them massage your massive shaft. My tongue glides side to side but then I go in deep again. My tongue gets pushed with your big shaft, I push up, I move out as my tongue slides back and forth on you shaft. I move to the tip but just suck and worship. You notice a garbage bin down a little ways so you grab my hair and pull me up. You push me to the garbage and turn me around. Again, I am silent, all I have is a smile. You push my head down as my fat stomach gets pushed against the side. I am bent over in a perfect position. You pull my pants down and shove your cock in my pussy without warning. I scream and my moan echoes in the garbage bin. I hear you laugh as I feel your cock stretching me, pushing into me, feeling your power. I spread my legs a bit more but it makes your cock come out. You grab my hips and stand me up taller, you slap my ass and push me back in, almost lifting my feet up, your cock goes back into my pussy easier this time. "Fucking whore, stretched out already huh" you say as you rub your hands on my back and push your cock in and out of my wet, tight pussy. "this isn't going to work" you say loud enough for me to hear but soft enough so no one knows what you are doing. You pull out and I try to turn around but your strength won't allow it. You see a couple of milk crates by the dumpster and push me to them. You push me over them and the height is perfect. You take too long and I turn around and shove you cock in my mouth and suck harder than before. You stand straight up and stretch slightly. "Fucking cunt!" you tell, maybe to get others to know what you are doing or just to make me listen. I look up at you and your devious smile comes out. You grab my hair and stand me up, you pull my shirt over my head as my tits pop out. You kiss my nipple and bite them slightly, sucking on them, rubbing them with your hands, making them yours. You turn me around and push me over the crates. You shove your cock in my ass and it makes me moan louder than I ever have. "Fucking bitch, I was going to be nice and slow but now..." You slam your cock in deep, holding my hips. I bite my lip and bite my shirt that is over my head. "Shut the fuck up! I don't want anyone to know I am fucking a fucking anal pig!" you tell me and just hearing those words make my pussy leak so much it leaks onto your leg. You reach down and wipe up my juice and pull your cock out. You rub it on you cock and slam it back into my ass. You push hard, fast, fucking your little anal pig. I am about to cum but I try to hold it in, you push one, two, three more times and scratch my back. I start to tense up and you know I want to cum. "CUM" you demand and my legs start to shake and give out. You hold my hips and your big cock in my ass and cum deep. You cum so much it oozes out around your cock. I cum so hard I shake and almost fall over. You pull your cock out half way but then slam it back in. You reach around and touch my clit barely and I start to converse and cum again. You thrust your hips in deeper, holding it in my ass, moving slightly side to side, Making me your toy, controlling me with your cock. I feel your cock twitching in my asshole, I try to get strength to push you away but I can't believe how much I am cumming. "I need to fucking piss pig!" I try to look at you and start shaking my head. My shirt has come down slightly but you pull it and choke me with it. You pull me up but then slam me back down, the milk crates barely holding upright. You take your cock out very slightly and I feel it, I feel a warm liquid filling my asshole. You stand up and push your cock into my ass as if you are standing at a urinal. You pull out and the piss shoots out as you continue to piss on me. It drains down my asshole and eases into my fat pussy lips. I feel it, I feel the hot stream of piss and I can't help it. You see me completely lose it and orgasm. I turn to my side and you push me back on my stomach. You finish pissing as I squirt and cum streams down my thigh into my pants. You shove your cock deep one more time into my pussy. "I want to feel your worthless pussy cunt!" Your tip hits a spot in my pussy and I lose it, you pull my shirt and choke me and I cum one more time. It makes me cum so hard I pass out and go completely limp on the milk crates. I come to as I am on the ground with my pants around my knees and shirt covering my face. I have milk crate marks on my stomach and your cum and piss all over me. You are gone. I get a note that says "you may have more cum than just mine in you, get cleaned up"

I am an unfaithful wife, in an unhappy marriage.

I am married for 17 years, and my husband is a wimp. At one period of time, I even thought that he is gay. Our sex was never exciting, he was never an exciting person, I just settled. And no, he is not rich, didnt do it for the money.

And I always felt betrayed by my own life choices, and envious of my best friend. She is pretty, I am not, she is tall, I am not, she is hot, I am not. Her husband is a hunk, even past 40, mine looks like a granny.

I wanted him for myself, desperately made moves, which he deflected without any interest. Do not get me wrong, I am still a fairly good looking, compared to women around me, but not compared to her.

So, I started cheating, with men I didnt find that attractive. It started off "inocent", with snogging and light pettings, and over the course of years, it turned into full on cheating, with sex. I gave up my anal virginity to a college guy, in his early 20s. I have slept with 28 different guys, over the course of 12 years. And every single time, I was imagining it was him on top of me.

My husband found out about one of them, and he was pissed, but it passed him after a few days. He only told me with disgust, that he is not kissing me any more. And we didnt have sex since (more than 5 years).

I am lost, and I feel worthelss.

Trying to find a series of videos. Was a guy in a chair in a doorway with a girl riding him. She was tied up by her neck to the top of the door frame. He would choke her out while she was riding him until she passed out. Then let her come to and start over. They seemed to have a couple videos that were similar. Thought I saw them on here. 

This cute little 4’9” short, 91 pound latina is so innocent she doesnt realize how huge her tits are for size and she just loves to fucking tease everyone just showing off her cleavage and bouncing them around. 
i just want to throat fuck her tiny tight throat till she passes out and then suck on her tits while shes out and then finally wake her up by ramming my cock dry straight into her tiny tight asshole and listen to her scream and cry its her first time and then start lifting her up by her tits while railing her ass so her feet dangle in the air. 
I’d love for any of you to join me in railing the fuck out of this tiny slut

This cute little 4’9” short, 91 pound latina is so innocent she doesnt realize how huge her tits are for size and she just loves to fucking tease everyone just showing off her cleavage and bouncing them around. 
i just want to throat fuck her tiny tight throat till she passes out and then suck on her tits while shes out and then finally wake her up by ramming my cock dry straight into her tiny tight asshole and listen to her scream and cry its her first time and then start lifting her up by her tits while railing her ass so her feet dangle in the air. 
I’d love for any of you to join me in railing the fuck out of this tiny slut

So my girlfriend has a gay friend that cuts hair and recently he made a pass at me and last night my girl was out of town so I let him come over and let me tell you the best fucking blowjob I ever had lol

I have a question, some of you might be able to answer.

A little prelude - I am a 41 year old, married woman, with offsprings. I have been married for 16 years, and in the last few (since covid), I have been feeling uneasy.

Our sex life is vanilla, and it has been getting worse by the day. We still have sex, but I just dont find it pleasing enough. There is some blame on my end, since, when we met, I figured him as a marriage material, because he was, and I was a bit restrained by the thoughts of what will he think of me, so I was reluctant to do some things, I usually did.

Besides that, we have a wonderful marriage, and there is nothing I would want more - besides the sex part.

You might say - surprise him, but there is a catch, even though he is wonderful, he always felt insecure about himself. Plus, I used to be a knock out (I think I still am), and he has been jealous before. On vacation, when he would catch someone looking at me, he would nag about my bikini, how skimpy it is (it was not), and I guess I just felt he would think something bad of it.

So, I turned to the internet, and here I am.

Still, this and other places around the net, havent got much to offer for a woman. Stories are ok, but not exciting enough, and my thirst has been growing.

Now it might be the time to mention, that I have had my doubts about my appearance as well. Men were all over me, before I got married, but over the years, it kind a died down. I do notice that I still gain attraction, men still wanna flirt with me, but I was used to much, much, much more attention.

So, to test this out, I installed tinder. Just for laughs, and to see if I still got it. I set my location to a big city (we live in a small town), and...

Dear god, the amount of attention I got. And I only swiped right to the best looking men. I was in awe. Messaging, sexting, all of it, was so intoxicating, that I had to pull myself together, not to get lost in this virtual whirlpool of lust.

These things do not last long, since there is always something that will happen.

He was my crush at uni. I was in love with him for more than 2 years. He was everything I ever wanted in a man - tall, manly, with strong, black facial hair (back then that wasnt as popular as it is today), he was a great student, dating the best looking girls, yet he would get into trouble and bar fights. Someone who could love me, protect me, lift me up on his shoulders and carry me around.

I knew him, and we became friends. I could feel sparks between us, but he always had a girlfriend. I saw him looking at me, but when I tried to hint something, he would get cold. So, after he broke up with one of his girls, my younger cousin, who was a freshman, asked me to try to set up a date between them.

I only did it, because I thought he would say no. She was beautifull, but tiny, while I had all the atributes of a woman. So I did it, and his face lit up when I pointed her out to him. So, they hooked up, and I was so mad at myself.

I tried evading him, but my emotions were too strong. They dated for a few months, when one night, when we were hanging out together, he got drunk, and tried to kiss me. It was wrong, it was so wrong, so I backed out. He confessed, that he is in love with me, that he has been around me for so long, because of that.

My heart was pounding, I couldnt do it to her, so I said no, with a lamenting question, that I kept on repeating "why didnt you tell me before all of this?"

Tomorrow, he broke up with her, telling her that it is because of me, which lead to a scene, that I would rather evade describing. I got mad at him, for ruining my relationship with her, and just ghosted him.

Now, he is here, on my tinder. He stayed in the city, while I got back home, and got married.

Single, and still handsome as the devil.

I couldnt resist, I ran to him, only few days after our first contact. As soon as I got into his appartment, we didnt speak, just started kissing and undressing. I was so excited, that I was on top of him within seconds, riding him so fast, that I thought I would pass out. I came, I dont know, so fast, that I am not sure if it was a matter of minutes, or seconds.

He was kissing me with such passion, that I almost started crying.

He said: "I love you"
He said: "I have always loved you"
He said: "I wanna fuck you, all day, every day, until I drop dead."

And then he fucked me in the ass. And I wanted it. And I loved it.

So, here I am, writing this, and gaining courage to leave everything behind, and move in with him. I might sound like a complete idiot, but I feel that if I dont go through with this, that I will never be able to forgive myself.

Is this destiny, or not?

Can one leave her family, for the sake of herself, and not totally regret it?

I'm a huge fan of humiliation, and every aspect of it. Love dirty talk, love showing my sub off, exposing her and sharing her. Love degradation, etc. In general I'm just a filthy perv with a growing desire to push limits. I've been this way since I was about 13 or so when I started having dreams of sex, domination. My first dream was having a bunch of women on an island serving me.

Fast forward, I'm in my thirties, I'm busy with my life, I have kids and a family and while I wouldn't change a moment of it, I have been talking to my partner about what I need. And she can't provide it and she and I are both ok with that, so I've decided to look around.

So I figure I should throw out a net for exactly what I want, and its pretty extreme so here goes:

I don't see enough humiliation porn, specifically with self humiliation (there is one pretty amazing video on here of a 19 year old girl telling the world that she is Daddy's whore, but that is the only one). So I want find a submissive woman, who I can guide through training and use Only Fans as a way to show her off, expose her, humiliate her, as well as earn money for her. While I'm her Dom, I would have control over how the money is used, but if she ever decided to break things off then the money is hers with a 10% contract breaking fee. I want to push her with more dirty talk, more humiliation, and more use of toys and public shows of dress control and toy play. I will guide her in edging training and more all shot POV style with her camera phone. As she gains popularity from me marketing her and showing her off more, she will earn followers and more money. Eventually offering her up to followers and hopefully building a gang bang club that can use her frequently, and her holding her camera and passing it around for a very intimate and real show of her use. I don't care if its shaky, I think people today want real, not manicured porn. As it gets more and more extreme I want her body to follow with implants and piercings to show that she is a good little fucktoy. Eventually getting her to a place where she is a millionaire. From there I want to see which is more powerful, my guidance and domination, or the money she is making.

What do you think? Money power or Domination power?

you would fuck her good until you pass out

you might pass out after you fuck hazel grace s ass

I worked with a Latina massage parlor to setup my wife. I'd been there a few times (wife has no clue). After talking with them I discovered they also offer couples massages. So for a Christmas gift I booked one. The ladies recommend getting her as hot as possible before the session. The night before was intense. Just the thought of an ambush set me over the top. Lots of fun. Both of us went twice and pretty much passed out. In the morning I convinced her and we had another round before showering and heading out. Breakfast was an outside cafe we love. She was all smiles and glowing. Parked in the beach parking lot after breakfast and teased her to another O with my fingers. Not to be outdone, her hands, lips, and tongue made sure I didn't last long. She swallowed, and I drove her to the appointment.

My wife is beautiful. Stunning petite redhead with a tight ass and small chest. She's amazing but also shy, conservative, being naked with a stranger in the room was going to be a challenge. The room had 2 beds, we both changed into robes. Table shower is only one at a time. So I let her go, hoping for the best. Both Latinas already knew that the wife wasn't in on it. No moves in her table shower, same with mine. When I got back she was on her stomach and the Latina had started on her shoulders. The tables were close enough to hold hands, but spread enough to allow the Latinas to move around them. I'm 6'6, no issues reaching her hand! Great massage for both of us. Very relaxing, all in sink, soft lightning, soothing music etc. Then the soft touch started. My wife is super ticklish. Her Latina had to adjust but it definitely teased.

We both flip and her Latina gently starts on her inside thighs. I decided to get up, they knew ahead of time. And while her Latina massaged my wife's inner thighs I kissed my wife and teased her breasts. As her nipples hardened I thought about fingering her, only to look down and see her Latina already started. Not wanting to be left out, my Latina began kissing my back and gently stroking me. So I'm kissing my wife and caressing her breasts. She's holding my face. Her Latina is fingering her and I'm getting stroked. Absolutely incredible.

My wife made a move and within moments my Latina had me lined up. Stroking turned to my wife sucking, and her Latina guided my hand down to finger my wife. Once we were set, both Latinas circled with fingers, tongues, lips, kissing backs and nipples and everything in between. At one point a Latina standing next to me was gently massaging my balls while my wife continued to suck. The other one started jerking me, and without warning I erupted on my wife's face.

They weren't done. We continued to tease my wife and one took over while the other moved me to the foot of the table. With a Latina on each side we slid her down and we started fucking. Looking down, seeing the cum glistening on my wife's face, it was insane. I just kept fucking. She just kept moaning. We both teased the Latinas and they definitely went. I had nothing left, but I kept going. At one point I pulled out... one Latina tongued her, the other started sucking me. We both pressed their heads into the other's crotch. My wife has never been with a woman. It was "very" obvious she went. As she went she held my Latinas head down and begged me to cum in her mouth. Everything I had left... just went... After that all 4 of us collapsed.

Another shower, no table this time, lots of water to drink,  settled the tab and we left. Honestly that was Saturday. I'm still stunned and she's still glowing. We've never done anything like this. No clue where this goes.