So, I don't get it. I was out of town, went out for drinks and went to a strip club. This blonde cutie chats me up, she's running around naked. Of course she wants me to buy her drinks, par for the course right? Then she's talking about hooking up (which I thought they couldn't do). So I laughed, and was like "yeah you're not allowed to do that, just like I can't take your picture."
"you can take my picture if I give you permission..."
And I was like, "nah I'm good."
But she insisted, "I'm authentic, take my picture - pick me up when I get off at 12:30am, you got a room?"
So stupid me takes her picture and instantly I have two bouncers on me and I was literally thrown out on my ass. It was 11:20pm so I decided to wait and see if she would still want to hook up.
Sure enough she comes out and I get out of my car and wave to her, she waves back and comes up to me.
"I'm so sorry about that, I told them to let you back in but they said it was company policy to boot you, but hey, about that date - I have to get home but perhaps tomorrow?"
She kisses me on my cheek, and leaves. What the fuck was that even all about?
I have to confess, I'm confused. Was there some kind of scam? What am I missing here. No money was stolen - just about $30 on buying her drinks and another $20 for a lap dance with her (where she put her tits in my face and went upside down and poked my nose with her pussy).

I confess i am in my 40's now and have lost all desire to ever have sex again. I am not angry about it at all which is surprising to me. It might be a phase or might be something that lasts the rest of my life i don't know.

I was a whore dog most of my life with a crap load of one night stands and some relationships along the way but none of them really satisfied me and i lost interest in them fairly quickly.

I wonder if it is because those relationships i did have were so stressful and negative with all the power struggles and bullshit that comes along with it that i just want to distance myself from the whole thing.

I am serious i have felt this way for a couple of months now, i really could not care less if i ever date, ever make love, ever fuck, ever have another female in my life again. I am just happy as it is, surprising i feel this way because i just never thought i would.

Anyone else go thru this?

Looking for a video I saw on here about a year ago, a guy left his webcam on while he fucked a girl with big tits that he said he got from some dating site, on the floor and they get caught at the end by someone off screen and coverup real quick.

Here's a confession: My buddy just quit his life as a drug dealer and started dating this 18 year old girl who works at Taco Bell. She's got a baby that's not his but after knowing each other for a month, they got married. I wonder if he told her about his herpes...

This is a hot russian milf who i met online and speaking with on skype! Im only 25 and she is 40 and my god she is so sexy and turns me on so much! I have always lusted over hot russian milfs and wanted to date and marry one! It looks like this milf is going to be my catch because we are already talking about dating and me going to visit her! I bet she will be amazing in bed and will make me cum so much! I will definitely love to marry her! I fucking love russian women!;)>

I can't stop fantasizing about this little angel. A guy I know dated her and said she sucked like Christine Young. Just imagine...

I need some help. My gf and me have been dating for over 2 & 1/2 years and she recently has gotten into bondage and wants me to try it. The problem is I'm not controlling at all and I need some help. I've already liked pushed her up against walls and forced her to suck my cock, and stuff like that, but I was wondering if any of you had any particular ways or experiences that you could share with me to get better at doing this. Thanks for any help.

Just some more background, we are both 18 and don't have our own place, so we can't do anything too extreme just yet.

I've only ever fucked females before tonight. Sitting in my hotel room waiting for my transgender 'date' to be here and I'm nervous as fuck.

Im addicted to sex and Ive been cheating on my husband regularly since before we were married. Ive hooked up with more than 40 men in the kast 3 years. I have a sneaking suspicion he might already know. This weekend I have a lunch date with his best friend right before a dinner date with him. I have a desperate urge to tell him that he's getting the sloppy seconds from his best friend after our date, but if he doesnt know it would destroy our relationship...

sometimes i wonder why relationships with previous girls haven't worked out.

was it me? was it her? was it the timing or where i was at mentally? why does it even bother me? why do i let it stop me from falling in love?

i've had good experiences and bad ones. i've hung around gay people just to test the waters and allowed myself into certain situations which i knew would leave me vulnerable. i felt i grew from these experiences but actually, it's made me feel empty. i've dated students, a nurse, a stripper, a medical doctor, a girl that was allergic to condoms, girls online n i've been in drunk and sober threeways.

these people have been in my life intimately and know me in ways that no one else does but, now, when i look at it - as i approach my mid 20s, i look at these past relationships with an ounce of sadness n disgust in myself. i recall a violent relationship, a deep relationship and the last one, my first love.

will the next girl i date feel special? will i think that we've got something special going on? has my past relationships n companions made it impossible for me to feel again? has the things i've done affected my morals and beliefs? i once had limits. now, i just look at people like they're emotions that can either make me happy or sad. they're not people anymore. they're just objects to use.

maybe it's safe to say that no future intimate relationship will ever happen. not a happy one with me.

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I have a confession... I had just recently moved and to meet some locals I started using Tinder. Well, I had quite a few matches and I decided to meet up with one incredibly hot fresh 21 yr old girl. We went to a pretty classy Irish Pub, started shooting the shit and having quite a few drinks. While in the restroom something came over me and I was like fuck this isn't going anywhere, what the fuck do I do? So, I walk back out and begin flirting with the mediocre female bartender. The woman I'm there with begins to catch on, so she begins to flirt with some random Joe Schmo from the bar. After a few more drinks we're nearing closing time, and now I have not only the bartender at my beck and call but now the bar's manager a decent looking mid aged woman that is ready to go to my place and the drop of a hat. So, thinking that we're absolutely done and that meeting up with this woman was a waste of time, I drunkenly decided to be blunt with another female bartender whom I couldn't stop starring at. I literally ask her, "When do I get to see you out of those work clothes?" and to my surprise she replies "The girls and I are going to my house to drink and sit in the hot tub, you're more than welcome to join." Completely fucking shocked, and at this point piss fucking drunk, I follow her to her house stumble in and look around to find that her roommates are two older lesbians. She asks me if I'd like to hop into the hot tub or head to bed since I was pretty tanked. I said either or is fine and she leads me to her bedroom, we start making out she does the classic chubby check and starts stroking my dick. Next thing I know someone is banging at the door, low and behold its the fucking bitch from Tinder. She had followed me to this woman's house, and demanded I speak to her. So, my intoxicated ass throws a fit and asks if she can go speak to the woman for me and tell her I'm sleeping or something of the sort, not knowing the type of woman I was with she answers the door saying something like "in the middle of a fuck session can I help you?" and the woman replies "Can I join, the only reason I went out with him was in hopes to get fucked" So, I don't really remember too much at this point, but some foggy memories of these two girls making out with my dick in between their mouths, and some odd sexual interpretation of the human centipede. I woke up to a splitting fucking headache and 4 naked women in a place that I had never seen before, I tried to sneak out embarrassed I may not have performed at my peak potential and I accidentally awake one of the roommates who asks why I'm leaving so soon, there is still breakfast and morning sex to have. I heard bacon and couldn't leave, so while she's cooking breakfast I'm having the hair of the dog that bit me trying to snuff out this hangover as soon as possible, and I ask what the hell happened last night. She replies with a chuckle and "I figured you wouldn't remember much" turns around walks towards me dropping a plate of flapjacks and bacon in front of me, saying "We'll just have to reenact it then won't we?"

Long story short, first time ever having sex and not remembering. I am now dating the girl from Tinder, and we occasionally still have "parties" with the bartender and her roommates along with some new talent.