Mail Order Bride: My Experiences
This is probably going to be a long read.
I'm not sure if anyone on this site has delved into mail order brides, but if you've got the money and you're lonely - it's not the worst thing in the world to do. I've always had several fetishes for oriental and even Russian ladies. So after grieving for a few years after my wife left me for another woman (yes, that fucked with me in so many ways), I decided to try the dating scene. I'd make matches, sometimes even hook up with the lady but nothing really ever clicked enough for me to have a long term relationship with the women. It was date, fuck, on to the next. It got old fast and I was looking for something more, looking for a woman that was actually in to me. So one day I decided to try it.

The sign up fees are stupid and can range from $70 - $200 a month depending on the package you select. I figured I'd make quick work out of it and find someone I was interested in and exchange personal information with them. SO I signed up.
A lot of these girls look like 10/10 models - they all have professional pictures taken and I was like "well I just got scammed, they're all fake as fuck." Seeing all of these flawless women was a bit of a turn off for me - being in my late 40s, I knew I wasn't a bad looking guy but these women - all of them were way out of my league and I had my doubts, especially because I know a majority of them are after citizenship. I felt like I made a big mistake.
I contacted a couple of the ladies, usually didn't get a response. One day I logged in and this very attractive Filipino lady left me a message, just saying "Hi. Saw your profile."
I went to her profile and looked at her pictures, and just kinda shook my head.
I was talking to other women on there, but nothing really panned out. A lot of them barely spoke English.
So I chatted her up. I told her that we had an obvious age difference, and that I didn't know if she'd be comfortable with that. She replied back, "Most Filipina ladies like older men, it's kind of a cultural thing. I like older white men."
So we hit it off. We decided to exchange personal details and I called her up and we'd talk on Skype too. We'd laugh, joke, and just talk about everything under the sun - including her past relationships. She was engaged to be married but the guy got another woman pregnant and the marriage was cancelled. She talked about some of her boyfriends being abused and drinking all the time. She told me about her parents and how she moved out of the house at a young age and supports herself by having a masters degree in economics and works in Manilla and helps with city planning. We talked for months and months. We'd get intimate on Skype, she'd start fingering her pussy, moaning that she wished I was inside her.
"When are you coming, or should I come visit you?" she asked.
My heart raced. So I made plans to take off work for a week and fly out to the Philippines. It's a long flight and I couldn't even sleep - but when I got on the ground I got off the plane, and went outside the airport and called her. She was waiting for me and saw me standing by the road, and honked her horn. She got out of her car and ran up to me, gave me a great big hug and kissed me on the lips. Holy fuck she looked better than her pictures, she could have easily been a model. I loaded my luggage in her car and hopped in the passenger seat. I'm used to order, at least somewhat order - but driving in the Philippines scared the ever fuck out of me. It was very unnerving. From nice paved roads to roads cratered with massive potholes then to dirt roads - we finally made it to her small house that she was renting. We talked all the way to her place, I was so shocked I finally got to meet her - because I didn't feel like it would ever happen.
I was nervous and didn't want to push myself on her, I was worried that maybe I was ugly to her in person.
We got inside, and she made me feel right at home.
"You must be hungry! I cooked this yesterday for you, I'll heat it up, and I'll get you some tea!"
She spoke perfect English, with a small accent from Tagalog.
I told her not to worry. I felt a bit nervous - all the discussions we had, all the cybersex we had - I felt out of place.
She called me over to her small little kitchen table and had a plate prepared for me, with hot peppers, fish and some other ingredients. I have no idea what it's called (even to this day).
"You said you like spicy babe," she said smiling.
I took a few bites. My mouth was on fire, tears ran down my face.
"Holy fuck!" I said, "It's perfect."
She giggled, and her small firm chest bounced at bit. She caught me looking.
"Now now, there's enough time for that later. You still think I'm attractive right? I was so worried that you wouldn't think I'm attractive... "
I looked at her, "You're beautiful, absolutely stunning. Of course I'm attracted to you - physically and mentally. Hopefully I'm not ugly to you..."
Her eyes widened, "Oh, you're fucking hot dude, I'm still very interested in you!"
So we watched some TV, she obviously was horny, as I held her hand she guided me down her shorts to reveal a shaved and dripping wet pussy.
I haven't had sex in a long time. I didn't last long at all. Just how tight she was, how perfect her body was, and how beautifully she looked right into my eyes while I was inside her. I felt her touch my soul so deeply.
"I always imagined this moment, just like this..." she said, smiling.
"Oh, I thought I'd last a lot longer than I did, it's your turn to cum..."
She moaned as she played with my cum dripping out of her swollen pussy. Her fingers spread her dark brown pussy lips aside, showing a beautiful pink inside, as white dribbles of my sperm leaked onto her couch.
My mouth found her small supple tits, licking and sucking - I worked my way down to her dripping shaved pussy, and started massaging her clit with my tongue.
She moaned and grabbed a fist full of my hair, pulling me closer as her hips moved back and forth as I ate her out.
"I'll always be yours, I love you..." she moaned.
"I love you too," I said taking a quick breath.
She began to buck and moan, "Fuck..." she whispered, releasing my hair from her grip.
"I'm not going to want to leave you here," I admitted.
It got late, we ate dinner and went to bed. We fucked again before falling asleep.
We were to lovers who seemed obsessed. She took the week off of work so she could show me the sites around Manilla.
While she took me around to see the sites, something popped into my head - "just marry her already."
I went into a jewelry store by myself (she had errands to run) and got her a nice engagement ring.
The next time she took me out on the town, there was this big beautiful fountain (not sure of the name of it) and I got down on one knee.
"You bring so much life to me, my mind body and soul would ache without you being in my life, will you marry me?"
Her eyes widened, and she looked right into my eyes. There was an uncomfortable silence which seemed to last for an eternity.
"Of course I'll marry you!"
People around us clapped and congratulated us.
I didn't know how easy it was to get married in the Philippines. It's almost like Vegas but without Elvis overseeing your vows.
We fucked every single day, sometimes twice to three times in the same day. We discussed that she was going to quit her job and move with me to the USA. So I helped her pack a lot of her stuff in boxes and we mailed the boxes to my address. She talked to her landlord who owned the property and told them she was leaving at the end of the week, so she can move to the USA with her husband.
The landlord congratulated her and wished her well.
I've been married to her for 15 years and she is still the most amazing woman I've ever met in my life.
We've had 2 kids together and her body snapped right back into shape. She's as beautiful as ever. A timeless beauty. So yeah. Sometimes those crazy mail order bride sites actually work.

I found my fathers dildo collection when I was 30years old. My father is divorced. I heard my mother say shortly after they split "I hope he is happy with his toys". On day when I was checking on his house, making sure the heater was working during winter, curiosity go the better of me. Under the bed I found a box with an impressive dong that must have been a 12 incher. There was also a more slender vibrator. Both were clean but well used. I got shaky, nervous even, and instantly hard. I thought to myself, "should I touch them?". I knew my dad had these up his ass and would jerk off while sitting on these massive dildos. I never had a daddy fetish before, but I had to touch them. I had to feel the object that fucks my father. I ran to the bathroom and jerked off all over myself, the hardest I've cum in a long time. Right after I felt almost ashamed. I cleaned up, put everything back just as I saw them and left. I had 2 days left before my dad came home. I was hard again before I got home after a 15 minute drive. I jerked off again and again.

The next day I gave myself a couple of hours before work and checked on the house again. This time I wasn't going to feel ashamed or nervous. I also got it into my head that I had to lick and suck these toys that fuck my dad. The vibrator was smaller but honestly looked less clean so I choose the big dong. I licked round the head, imagining the last time it was pressed against my father's asshole. I kissed the tip and licked up and dad the shaft. I finally popped the whole tip into my mouth and ran my tongue around it. I wondered how thoroughly it was clean ever the last use, but it was too late to worry and I didn't care. It drove me crazy and I again blew a huge load.

I still get hard and jerk off thinking about it. The toys have since disappeared from under the bed, I don't know where they went and wonder if someone got suspicious and moved them. Well that's my story and I swear it is true.

Hey everyone. I just got off work and found something interesting. I work in a restaurant and work morning shift as a dishwasher. I found this in a to go box from last night and I think it might belong to one of the female bartenders or one of the servers. I am not sure but I think they might just know about what I like fetish wise ( dirty panties) or could it have been an accident and they forgot to take it home? Id like to know cause I am kinda lost and turned on at the same time...what do you guys think? Im taking them home btw

This story might not be hardcore enough for everybody but it happened to me today and is a true story. My cock is still rock hard and I'am so excited for work tomorrow.

Okay so I have a massive fetish for upskirt panties and the only thing I love more is satin!

I started as an intern at a company a month ago, where there was another intern who started 6 months before me and was now working full time. She is fucking hot, blond hair, really innocent face, skinny toned body, although quite small boobs that you usually see on fit girls. But this girl has been a major bitch to me and has only ever made me feel like worthless shit.

Our desks are arranged in circles with her directly across from mine and when she's wearing a skirt I usually catch quite good glimpses of her panties and it drives me crazy. Which often results in me looking up porn and relieving myself when I work late.

Today I came in and fuck me she was wearing a white satin dress that looked more like a nightie or slip. For almost an hour she sat with her legs wide open flashing the sexiest little gold colored satin panties.Fuck I couldn't concentrate I just stared imagining my tongue in her pussy and the camel toe she was flashing. Her tits looked so smooth under the soft material.

I decided I couldn't take it any more and had to go to the toilet and have a wank. I had just started pulling when there was a knock on the door, it was her telling me to let her in. Shocked, I quickly zipped up and let her in. She snuck in a closed the door behind her. She looked fucking pissed off when she said "I had to use your computer last night... and I saw your internet history" Fuck who doesn't delete their history I thought. "Did you see my panties today?" and she grabbed my cock. "Oh fuck you were having a wank!" she said but left her hand on my dick. "Why are you so obsessed with satin and panties?" she asked still holding my cock through my pants.

I was really embarrassed and just said I like looking at them. She sat up on the sink edge and opened her legs a little so I could see her panties again "Just look?" she said. I smiled and pushed her legs open wider so much her pussy was almost pushing the smooth satin thong with her lips exposed on the side. I slide my finger up and felt her clit on the smooth material. She pushed my hand away and said "No touching" "Pull it out and show me what I like to see" I pulled out my cock which was fucking dripping itself at this point. "Wank slowly for me and imagine everything you want , tell me what your thinking." I didn't last very long, she had just ticked all the boxes of almost all my fantasies. I came just as I told her I'm imagining her stuffing her panties in my mouth. She wiped some my cum off her leg and tasted it.

Later on in the afternoon, she sent me an IM saying "I'am so wet, if you want my panties in your mouth, meet me again in 2min"

Best day of work fucking ever!

I confess I've been fucking a homeless woman for the past 5 days, and have been paying for her cheap hotel room, buying her food too.
It all started last Friday on the 11th of June. I went to the store and this woman was on the sidewalk, her head between her hands looking down at the ground. She had a small sign that read, "hungry and homeless please help." She had dark brown hair, tan skin - and from what I could see a nice figure. She looked to be in her mid 20s, and I approached her, put $5 in her cup and turned around to go inside the store.
I heard a soft, "thank you."
Not looking back I casually said, "no problem, I hope things get better for you."
I went in the store and bought some items, but also thought I should get her something to eat too. So I did. They had sub sandwiches for $5, and I got her one, plus a box of chocolate chip cookies as a desert.
I got out of the store, and she was still there, head between her hands. I placed the sandwich and box of cookies next to her and turned around to walk away.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" she asked, with her soft voice.
I turned around and she was no longer sulking, or hiding her face. She had no makeup on, but was absolutely beautiful. Her blue eyes penetrated me, and then I noticed she had a black eye and a few bruises on her neck.
"Holy shit," I was horrified, "are you okay?"
"I- I am fine. I don't need your pity. This is what happens when you hook up with an abusive asshole. Thank you, god bless you for helping me."
"Look, whoever did that to you..." I searched for the right words, "I hope you don't have any contact with them anymore."
"I don't, that's why I'm homeless. I don't want to go to a shelter, I tried that and someone stole everything I had."
Someone walked by smoking a cigarette, and she asked to bum one.
"Get a job," the guy mumbled.
I pulled out my wallet, "here's two dollars for a cig."
He stopped and pulled a cigarette out and gave me one.
"Be more empathetic," I told him. He shrugged and walked away mumbling under his breath.
I handed her the cigarette, she already had a lighter and with a tiny flick of her thumb it was lit.
She inhaled it deeply, and I noticed she seemed far off and distant for a second as if she was thinking of a better time.
"Not too many people give a fuck about people like me..." she said.
"I try to - but the way society is, well we're all pretty much fucked." I told her.
"Yeah, well you probably got a white picket fence and a house, and me - well I make a lot of bad decisions, as you can tell." She lifted up the cigarette gesturing that smoking was one of them.
My dick started thinking for me at this point. She was pretty, had a nice body, nice tits. Her face was rounded with nice cheek bones. She was a bit dirty. Her shirt was stained, and she obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Her jean shorts were faded and ripped.
I was attracted to this woman, and blurted out, "If you need a place to stay..." I stopped myself. I didn't know her, and certainly couldn't invite her back to my place.
She looked me in the eyes and I could tell she was about to cry.
"If you need a place to stay I could get you a hotel for a few nights. Get you some food, try to help you get on your feet. Help you apply for jobs."
She smirked as a tear rolled down her dirty face, "No. I don't need you to be my savior. I'll be okay, really."
"I'm not looking to be your savior, nothing like that. I try to help people as much as I can. I don't have anyone in my life that I have to pay for, I'm a 38 year old loser to be honest. Sure I have a good paying job, I have my own place - but... well. What do I have to show for it."
"You have a house, probably a wife, kids..." She said looking down at the sidewalk.
"I don't, that's what I mean - I don't have anything to show for all of my accomplishments... so if I can help you, it makes me feel better about my life. Understand?"
She put her cigarette out on the sidewalk, grabbed her backpack and got up. She was sexy, with toned legs, nice hips, perky full breasts - her nipples poking through her stained shirt. If she took a nice hot shower, she would clean up well. Perfect 10 in my book.
"I'm in a bad situation, I guess I need all the help I can get at this point."
We walked to my car and I opened the door for her, she laughed a little.
"And they say chivalry is dead," she said as she shut the door.
I got in and started my car. I knew there was a cheap hotel a few miles down the road. We had a bit of small talk, she said she went to college for finances but dropped out because she met her ex that she 'fell madly in love with,' but that the relationship turned out to be a complete nightmare.
I asked if she had parents, or siblings that could help her out, and she got pretty quite.

"When I was a teen, my family went on a road trip that I refused to go on. They didn't even leave the city and their car was hit by a drunk driver. I lost my mom, my dad and my brother. The police showed up at the house and that's how I found out. So I got put into the foster care system until I reached 18... then I left. No aunts or uncles, nobody. Grandparents passed when I was a child, I don't remember them. I'm all by myself, and I have been since my parents died. My foster parents were loaded. They paid for all of my college, but when I dropped out because of my ex, they pulled all their funding and disowned me... which is completely understandable but I just can't forgive them for turning their backs on me. I know I'm not even their own flesh and blood, so they didn't even need to pay anything after I left."
I didn't say anything. I felt bad for her. She was completely alone.
We got to the hotel, $55 a night, which wasn't bad. I could surely afford to house her there for a few days.
I went in and paid for 5 days. With tax it was just under $300. I got the key and went back to my car and handed it to her.
"It's all yours. Just don't trash the place okay?" I said laughing.
She laughed, "Hey you're welcome to come in, I like talking to you. I haven't talked about this shit in a very long time."
My dick woke the fuck up, "Sure, it's good to get bad things we've experienced out of our systems. I'd be happy to talk to you about anything you want!"
We went to the designated room and she unlocked it, she went in first and I followed her.
Someone had the air conditioner cranking full blast, and the room felt like it was 50F degrees.
She turned it off, then turned around towards me.
"Look at me, inviting a guy to a hotel room and I don't even know his name..."
"I'm Jason, nice to meet you..." I left it open because I didn't know her name either.
"Judy," she said as she plopped her backpack on the bed. She opened up her backpack and pulled out some red and white underwear and walked over to the sink. She turned on the water and soaked them, using soap to scrub them.
"Ugh, I barely ever get to wear clean clothes - so I do my best to keep at least my underwear clean!"
"I mean, yeah - I'd probably do the same thing too if I was in your situation."
She stopped washing them and hung them over the ledge of the counter near the sink to dry. Judy tried to fix her hair up in the mirror as best she could, but she really needed a brush.
"Hey, if you want I can buy you a brush or whatever... do you need anything else?"
She paused and looked in the mirror at my reflection still standing by the door.
"Am I a kept woman now? Are you going to buy me all these things and keep me locked away in your tower?" She seemed a bit agitated.
"No! I'm not like that, I just wanted to help you out. Look, I'll let you be - I just really understand how things can really get bad."
I turned to open the door, "Take care of yourself, ok?"
"Hey wait, I'm sorry... I'm just... No one has ever tried to help me like you have... tell you what, you can get me deodorant and a brush. Maybe some red lipstick and some blush? A toothbrush and toothpaste? See, I'm getting greedy now." She was smiling.
"Ok, consider it done!"
"I'm going to take a shower, clean up - can you go get that stuff? I'd love to sit down and talk to you more."
I did. I went to a store and got her everything she asked for. I thought about getting a pack of condoms but then thought there wasn't any point. I was there to help her, not fuck her. Yes I wanted to fuck her but given she was abused, she's probably not going to want to have sex. So about 25 minutes later I was back at the hotel room, and knocked on her door.
She opened the door, her hair was still wet, she changed her shirt to a black shirt that revealed a lot more cleavage, and I could see a perfect outline of her tits. Her nipples were very obviously erect. She also changed her pants to jogging pants. She smelled of hotel room soap and shampoo. Her eyes caught me checking out her tits, but she didn't say anything at all. She was very beautiful all around.
I went in and sat down in the single chair that occupied the hotel room. She bounced on the bed and found the TV remote on the side table, clicking the TV on. She flipped through some channels and then turned to me, ignoring the TV.
"So what's a nice guy like you single for? I mean not that I'm any catch or anything like that... but honestly - no girlfriend? No wife? What's up with that?"
"Judy, sometimes life throws bullshit at you, ya know?" I said, kinda looking down, a bit embarrassed about being single.
"I was engaged once. I was going to marry someone but she decided she liked a fat tow truck driver instead... so one day I came home early from work and this fat greasy bearded ugly dude was fucking my fiancé, right on the bed. She yelled at me like it was my fault. Her tow truck driver fuck buddy got off her and charged at me, so I got into a huge fight with him. He fractured 2 of my ribs, I busted his eye socket and jaw. Cops came, he was arrested for assault. That was 10 years ago."
"Oh damn Jason, I'm so sorry. People are such assholes."
"That, they are."
She pointed to her black eye, "see this? This is what happened to me when I caught my ex doing meth. I smelled something funny and when I found him he was smoking it. Something broke in him, idk what happened because the next thing I remember I was waking up on the floor with a pounding headache. That was a few days ago. I packed a bag and left. It's not like things were good between us anyway. He was fucking this other woman, I really didn't care because I'm bisexual and ok with open relationships, but he started paying more attention to her. Turns out she was doing heroine, and he started to do it too. Then they got into meth, and I warned him that I'd leave him if he didn't clean himself up. It got worse, and I fell out of love with him. I just stayed there because I had no where else to go, and no one else to turn to. Well, after waking up when he knocked me out I knew it was time to leave." Judy looked sad as she remembered the traumatic events.
"Hey, I'm sorry that shit happened to you, but you're safe now ok? Judy look at me."
She did.
"You are safe now," I said again.
"Hey Jay, come over here and join me on the bed so we can watch some stupid program that we don't even give a fuck about," she said wiping a tear away.
I sat on the bed, away from her.
"Get over here!" she pointed to the empty spot next to her, "damn you're so fucking shy it's cute!"
I moved next to her. She put my arm around her and snuggled into my chest. She put the remote down and looked up at me, and kissed me. I felt her bite my lower lip, and then her tongue (which was pretty long) push deep into my mouth. My tongue found hers, and I pulled her body close to mine. My cock was throbbing hard. Poking through my jeans. I didn't want to make any moves, I wanted to take things slow, out of respect for her - but she had other plans.
Her hand found my cock, she unzipped and unbuttoned my pants. She took her shirt off revealing perfect breasts. I slid my pants off, then took my shirt off as we passionately embraced each other.
She took off her jogging pants, revealing that she hadn't shaved her pussy in a while.
"I haven't fucked anyone in 6 months," she panted. I laughed and she gave me a confused look.
"I haven't fucked anyone in over 5 years," I told her.
Our lips met again, my hands cupping her breasts. They were so soft! My hand glided down to her beautiful round ass, which was just as soft as her succulent tits! She pulled away from my kiss and licked and sucked my neck. Judy pushed me down on the bed and engulfed my cock in her mouth.
She moaned as her mouth slid up and down my shaft. My hand found her pussy and I slipped a finger inside her. She was soaking wet and dripping. Judy began to ride my finger, and I put another one inside her. I felt her muscles clench around my fingers as her tongue licked and flicked the tip of my cock. Then she mounted me. When she did, she screamed with pleasure. I grabbed on to her waist, looking up at her perfect body.
"Oh Jason, yessss" she moaned.
I was already feeling like I was going to cum, it was building up and my dick was getting even harder inside her.
"Oh Judy, slow it down babe, it's been a while..." I panted.
She sped up, she tightened her juicy cunt around my cock and smiled.
"Ohhh you're going to like this Jay..." she said, sliding me in and out perfectly.
And I did. I liked it. I came so hard in her I nearly passed out. All of my nerves convulsed, I could feel each ejaculation pumping inside her, filling her."
She could feel me too, and she loved it. She kept bucking as I came, and moaned louder. My erection didn't go down and she kept fucking me. I turned her over and started drilling her missionary. I kissed her lips as her nice tits bounced to each thrust I pumped inside her. I must have cum inside her a lot, I could feel it dripping down my balls.
"Oh right there," she moaned.
So I kept pumping her in the same spot. Her body twitched and her eyes rolled back.
"JASON, I'm going to cum all over that cock!" I increased thrusts and started pumping her harder and harder, I was going to cum again, I was going to cum too!
I filled her again.
We laid down and held each other for hours.
The first thing out of my mouth, "obviously you're not on the pill..."
"Obviously," she said as if it was a stupid question.
I stayed the night in her arms. Saturday, Sunday, and Monday I fucked her and came inside her even more. I offered to pay for her hotel a few more nights, but then decided to let her stay at my place.
"Would you like to come home with me? I mean, I just am offering..."

So that's where I'm at. She agreed to give it a try, to see if it will work out. I asked her to be my girlfriend, she said yes. Today is Wednesday, she's at my house - I'm at work. She's looking for a job.
So what do you think? I've never been with a woman that is so sexy. She cleaned up really well. I've gotten her more clothes, and she puts makeup on even though I tell her she doesn't need it.

I do have feelings for her, and even my brain is teasing that I have a future with her - maybe even marriage... but I asked her something...
"Why would you even be interested in me, I'm not handsome."
"Feelings have nothing to do with looks, and honestly you're not ugly at all, give yourself some credit. Plus, I have a fetish for older guys and you fit my fetish quite nicely, daddy."
I laughed.
"No, I'm serious - it's a kink. If we're going to be together we need to be open and honest with each other. If you ever want to fuck another woman, now that we're in a relationship, we'll have to have that talk ok? Don't get me jealous, it's hard to do but being deceitful will wreck what we have."
"Honestly, you're the first woman I've been with in a very long time Judy."
SO that's where we are at rn. In some ways, I kind of hope I got her pregnant... but I'm also worried that she's gonna run back to her old boyfriend and leave me. I know it's a long story, and for that I do apologize... peace.

Met a nice married sperm deposit box on my company business trip. She was from a different division, overheard her talking to a few Hindu gents from India that were asking her weird questions. She shot me a look like, "help me."
So I walked over and asked her what division she was in, so we started talking and we walked away from the two Indian guys.
"Thanks, those guys were creeps."
I noticed her wedding ring and she smirked, "what happens in Vegas..."
She was definitely interested and I took my cue. We hooked up and fucked every single day after the convention we were attending (5 days). Bitch had a creampie fetish. I'm 42, she said she was 34. Nothing was off limits - I sent that bitch home to her hubby filled with several pints of cum. The last night we were there, she spent the night and we fucked until the morning and I filled her up twice. I fucked every hole, her ass, mouth and cunt. Almost busted in her ass but she pulled her ass off my cock right away and stuffed it in her pussy. I didn't even ask if she was on the pill - none of my business, that's on her. I almost missed my flight back home because I was so tired.
She woke me up, "gotta go - this was fun as hell. Nice meeting you!"
And she left! I never even got to know her full name.
I'm still trying to recover, sore back, sore cock (she liked grating her teeth on it to get a reaction when she'd deep throat it, and skim the skin with her teeth), sore leg muscles - and my cock is completely drained. She took a picture of my dick, so I took a picture of her pussy when she was pushing my cum out lol.

Warning: gay, crossdressing and trap stuff in this post.

I confess that i am kind of addicted to womens underwear, i had gay experiences and here are some of my adventures.

First of all a bit about this panty and crossdressing fetish:

It started a few years ago, my brother had a kind of hot girlfriend, maybe 7/10. I found hear panties and strings in the laundry and the smell turned me on. i used to masturbate to or into them.
I befriended her family and her twin sisters in my age. We used to go to the same school and everytime i was at their place, i used to go trough the laundry on the bathroom and smell their panties. i found it to be super hot especially when they started wearing thongs.
I used to be in a relationship with both, but it wasn't for a long duration. I had the opportunity to see and touch their pussys multiple times but it never went further. I still ask my self why i didn't pushed things but i guess i was just too embarrased by the situations. To this day, about 4 years later, i still smell their panties if i am over at their place.

In those 4 Years my father found a new girlfriend and she moved to our place together with her daughter, same age as me. She wasn't good looking maybe 5/10 but her body was nice.
A few months later i started hooking up with her, but she was very childish and i got basically cockblocked by her embarrasment. she even thought that masturbation would be gross. She teased me many times with stuff like humping me a bit or pushing my face between her legs, but everytime i wanted to go further she went back and told me to stop. i knew it made her wet because once she went into the shower after teasing me again and i smelled her panties afterwards and they were wet.

This was around 2 years ago. Today she had a bunch of boyfriends for short durations and noticeable many female friends over. One of them lived at our place for about 2 weeks and it was like wet panty heaven for my panty fetish. anyway i looked trough her room and found condoms, lube and dildos under her bed. One of the dildos was a double ended one. the look and imagination of her having sex with her female friends gave me and instant boner.
I found her lingerie stash, everything in a big box. I went trough it and got turned on to the max. i just had to try them on so i wore a pair of stockings with a string and a corset like top. i had the feeling to have the largest boner in my life so far and i went further, i kept wearing the stuff, got into my shoes and jacked and went out with our dog for a walk. (Little note: my parents are on vacation for a few weeks and i stayed home alone) It was already dark and i live in a rather quiet place. At this time almost no one is on the streets. My dick was building a little tent under my jacket the whole time and i had to dodge two people but i came back home without beeing seen. (atleast i hope so) I sat down in the lingerie and started fapping. It was an impressing orgasm but not the best i had so far.

Now to the gay stuff:

I have a friend that i know since preschool. he was my best friend for a long time and after puberty we started to do some "experiments". We basically had anal sex everyday after or even while we are in school. It was almost always me fucking him because i hated the feeling of it. I started trying that stuff with dildos i found, mentioned above.
I slept over at his place or he was at my place and we would always watch porn or do some roleplay. sometiems one of us even prentended to be a girl. Our last session was around 1 month ago. he was home alone and we had some fun with his sexdolls, but we ran out of lube so the sex was literally a pain in the ass. we stopped it and continued sucking each other off instead. I like giving blowjobs but i hate cum.
We even played a few games like hide & seek and the one who gets found within 2min must strip one piece of clothing off.
We explored the room of his milf (maybe in the late 30's. pretty nice body, blonde etc) and found some anal beads, handcuffs and a strapon. That thing was huge, he tried fitting it but it was too big.
At the end he fucked me with the help of the rest lube and spit and he came in me. Since he always looses his mood in and instant, i had to fap with his pockedpussy.

A few days later he was over at my place and we basically did the same stuff expect that i sucked him off and he came in my mouth. i went to work later, still with the feeling of his dick in my butt.

Then there is this other guy who i know since highschool.
We used to be good friends and we did normal stuff except that we fapped together to porn sometimes.
We once had this girl who was showing off on the cam and we sent her some dickpics of us. she continued to fap to them and my friend said what i would give him if he would suck my dick. i said idk and he started to open my pants and suck my dick.
I knew where this was going to i started to give him a handjob while hes doing it and damn is cock was like triple the size of mine, even though he was only a year older.
He seemed to like sucking it because he did it alot in the next months, maybe even a year. i dont remember. then there was this one night. i was sleeping over at his place and he was home alone. he played some games and then he went out of the room and came back wearing stockings and other lingerie and even a latex corset from his mothers friend. she was living at their place for a bit because her husband kicked her out.
We did some roleplay and i proceeded to suck and fuck him. after i came gloryously in his ass, i continued to suck him off, because he didn't liked the feeling of fucking me. It was the first time someone came in my mouth and it wasn't that bad as i expected it to be. The warm and salty taste still surprised me a bit so i spit it out and made him laugh.
After that we didn't really do anything anymore because i had a girlfriend then (mentioned above, the 5/10) and later he got one himself.

So this is basically a confession about my dirty adventures i had so far. I felt like i should share it with someone.