I watch this video from time to time for the simple reason that it's one of the grossest things I have ever seen. It's fascinating.

I'm a straight guy (I find men unattractive), but I'm fascinated with dicks, and I have somewhat of an obsession with cum. Most of my porn collection is of girls with cum on their faces or tits, or especially creampies. But the actual guys in the photos or videos turn me off. If it weren't for that, though, I'd kind of like to suck a guy off. I know I could swallow (I used to suck myself off as a teenager), and I think I'd enjoy it... if it weren't for the damn guy attached to the cock. I've even fantasized about doing a gloryhole so all I'd have to deal with is the cock and the cum I sucked out of it.

anyone else have a weird fascination with ugly or odd tits?

I have always be fascinated by women perversion. This is really something I have always try to figure out. Perversions are usually considered to be something more on the « men » side but I have discovered women can very well hide some very disturbing fantasies. I love the idea of a perfect mom, good worker, member of her community, who is in fact turned on by perverse porn or ideas. Hiding it. This is something I’d really love to discuss again with a woman. In English or French. Thank you.

Having a sexual relationship with family members can
get started in just about any variety of situations,
some because one or more member has the definite hots
for the other, and some because of circumstances that
arise almost out of nowhere. Mine arose simply because
of my sister, and what she did with her birthday
present.

Darla got a small, hand-held video camera for her
birthday. It was pretty neat, and she went around
videotaping everyone in the house. I didn't know that
she had videotaped herself, too, and what she was doing
while she taped herself.

"Come on, Gary, let me show you my tape," she said.

"I've seen your tapes all day," I said. Mom and Dad had
gone to bed, and it was late, and I was tired. It was
past midnight.

"No, you haven't seen this one. I guarantee, you'll
like it."

I followed her to her room, where she hooked up the
small camera to her TV set.

The tape began in her room, with her just standing
there smiling. She sat next to me on her bed, and then
she nudged me. "Here's the good part,Gary."

She was laying on the bed, her legs spread, her fingers
moving up and down her pussy lips. I could feel my cock
suddenly grow, and I knew that my face was getting red.
The room suddenly felt stuffy.

She writhed around on the bed, rubbing her pussy,
lifting her skirt higher andhigher. Then, the tape
showed a close-up of her red, swollen pussy lips. Her
fingers moved to her cunt, and she pulled her lips
apart, rubbing her clitoris.

"Do you like that, Gary?"

I didn't know what to say. "Yeah," I said. My voice was
choked.

I squirmed, trying to adjust my hard-on in my pants. I
had never imagined that my sister looked so good. I
mean I knew that she had a nice body and all, but to
see it on display like this was giving me all sorts of
ideas.

She reached over and put her hand in my lap. Pressing
downward, and looked at me. She pulled my hand from my
side and put it on her knee, then pushed it up higher.
I could feel her smooth thighs and the warmth of her
crotch as she pressed my hand up under her bath robe
against her pubic bush.

I gently moved my finger against her pussy, feeling the
downy hairs beneath my fingers. At the same time, she
was rubbing the outline of my hard cock through my
pants. I felt her fingers on my zipper.

"Take off your clothes, Gary," she murmured. "I want to
take some more videos."

I knew that what I was doing was probably wrong, but I
had no choice, my hormones were raging at this point so
I stood and took off my shirt. She reached up and
unsnapped my pants, pulling them down to the floor. I
stepped out of them as my hard throbbing cock jutted
out over the band of my briefs.

My sister gasped audibly. "Damn, Gary,
you've got a big one!"

She reached up and grabbed my cock and pulled me toward
her.

She held it in her hand, examining it closely. With her
other hand, she tugged at the band of my briefs, and
pulled them down. As the elastic band passed over my
hard cock and set it free, it popped back up in the
air, reaching all the way up and slapping me in the
belly below my navel.

She stood and pulled off her robe. She wasn't wearing a
bra. Her tits bounced provocatively as she sat again
and pulled my cock to her face.

I watched with fascination as my sexy sister put her
lips around the shaft of cock. She ran her lips up the
length of it all the way to the head. Her tongue darted
out, flicking out and swiping across the purple head of
my rigid dick.

She then slowly moved her mouth down again, licking my
cock all the way to the base of it, holding my balls in
her hand. She pulled my heavy balls to her mouth and
licked, then sucked one of my swollen orbs into her
mouth. I couldn't believe that she was doing this, it
was like a dream.

I pulled away from her. "Lay on the bed," I said.

She lay back and spread her legs. "Please, Gary, fuck
me," she whispered. I didn't need to be asked twice. I
climbed on top of my sister, sucking on her erect
nipples as I positioned my cock against her hot, wet
pussy. I felt her reach down and guide my cock, wiping
the head of it against her juicy pussy.

I pressed gently, pushing my cock inside her a little
and she moaned. I thrustall the way into her, feeling
the warm, moist tightness of her cunt. I could feel my
balls pressing against her ass and she moaned again. I
began to thrust in and out of her with a rhythm she
seemed to like.

She tightened her legs around my ass, as her legs began
to tremble and shake. She moaned, and I could feel
spasms in her body as she pressed against me. Then she
came, just as I felt my balls tighten. I shot my cum
deep inside her, filling her hot box with my own
sticky, hot juices. I couldn't have held back if I'd
wanted to. It was like she was sucking it out of me.

After a few minutes, I pulled out of her and lay beside
her on the bed, dragging my cock across her legs,
leaving a sticky trail of cum and cunt juices.

"Why the hell did you tape yourself, anyway?" I asked.

"I wanted to see what it looked like."

"Looked pretty damn good to me," I said.

"I wanna see what you look like, jacking off, or
something."

It was that "something" that we taped.

I'm a little addicted to reading confession sites like this, but the confessions are mostly sickening (and, thankfully, probably mostly fake). There's something strangely disgusting and compelling at the same time about seeing what people will say when they have a supposedly anonymous way to just let out whatever they feel like. I guess that this might be a personality flaw, but the endless boasts about murder and rape and other bullshit are too fascinating to pass up sometimes. Does anyone reading this have a similar habit?

I recently had a fascinating thing happen to me. I live a few milesoutside a very small town. The same place i have lived all my life.Everybody knows everybody and their families and their business. Everyyear friends of mine throw a party at the end of the summer. This iswhat happened a few days ago at this years party.Let me give a little back ground info that will help everybody understandwhat happened. I have been a pervert for panties for as long as i havebeen getting hardons. I have taken the panties of every hot female that iknown. I always have assumed this was my secret and nobody else knew  about  my love for sexy panties(there have been a couple of my gf's i dated later in my life that i knew had me figured out but that is a different story for a different day). 

This is how i found out that my "secret"  was no secret at all. Everybody is drinking and having a good time at this end of the summer party. I was talking to the mother one of my ex-gf's.  We were flirting with each other just like we did the entire time i dated her daughter who was my high school sweetheart. I have always wanted to do nasty things to this woman and she looks better now than ever. I was really thinking things were going good for me then  she asked me a question.
She asked me if i still had my giant panty collection. I told her i had noidea what she was talking about. She laughed and started telling methat she and most of the women i stole panties from have always knownit was me that took them. She also said that her daughter who was mylive in gf at the time had found my collection and told her all about it. Inever knew this and became quite embarrassed when i heard it.I still denied it so she started talking a little louder and other friends of ours  were starting to listen. As she started to describe exactly what some of these panties looked like and dates she new they were taken from her. Other women were now moving in closer to me to listen to what she was saying to me. 

I was starting to get a little nervous and then a very attractive neighbor of mine told me that she and a couple of her friends always wondered what exactly i did with these stolen panties. Did i just use them to jerkoff into or did i like to wear them under my clothes? Before i could answer she looked at me and smiled then said that bet you are wearing panties at that very moment.

Now i was scared to death because i did not know how far they wud take this. Also i was scared because under my pants i wearing  pair of black silky string bikini panties that i had taken a month earlier from a lady that was standing rite there at this party. 

This story is 100% true and if anybody cares about this kind of thing let me know and i will finish it 

My desire basically took over after his ongoing attention to my legs and even though it was wrong, I did'nt feel I was intruding.
Afterall, I should be able to dress comfortably at home without judgement. Evenings in the Den together watching television are enticing as I display my legs for his viewing.
We snuggle and play games and have grown much closer as it's just us two now.
I seduced him with jelly once as it dripped on my legs and as I was licking it from my hand, I felt him licking it off my thigh.
Each week I wear a little less exposing myself ever so gradually so he won't notice.
It may be wrong but I always keep some 'jelly' nearby as I'm fascinated by this. I'm sure its just a phase he's going through but I'm actually enjoying this immensely and since the divorce it fulfills my needs as well as his.
My heart pounds through my chest when I see him licking it off my thighs, I continue to bait him further.

He is a wonderful boy and a pleasure indeed, but I'm very tempted to 'jelly' my pussy to see what his reaction is then.....this may sound like 'taboo', but should I continue...or should I stop immediately???

Your comments and support is appreciated.

46/F/ Divorced mother of two/Ohio

I have to admit that I am completely fascinated with the idea of fucking a horse. I've seen videos of other girls doing it and I get so turned on. I want to feel a horsecock in my hands and rub it on my pussy and feel his hot cum flow all over me. I lay awake at night touching myself and imagining it. How I wish I could figure out a way to play with a horse for real.

Ha ha! Got you to check out the Title line! :)
But anyway..... here's the story :)
I take a evening class a couple times a week at the local college.
I always like to sit in the middle of the auditorium during the lectures in the second "bowl" meaning that there's a walkway between the first desk area and the second, looking down at the lecturer.
It was a little strange, but I'd swear I'd catch him looking up at me quite often during his class, his eyes lingering on me for more than I would think. Wow, he kind of has the hots for me I thought!
He had singled me out to talk with more than once, and I took the opportunity to accept his help on occasion. Sometimes he'd sit uncomfortable close to me till I moved slightly away..... because often I'd notice his erection! Flattering yes, but I wasn't into him exactly.
I DID learn why his attention was on me more than it should have though, just like this evening actually.
I wear a nice plaid skirt sometimes with different tops with over the ankle black boots.... It made me feel more 'collegiate' than a 'SOTA' :P
But tonight I wore one of my few g string panties instead of my usual high cut panties, and felt more than a breeze than usual.
That's when I discovered that my skirt had ridden up some, though not scandalous in itself, that coupled with the fact I was sitting like a 'boy' in other words with my legs spread out, and with me sitting up high with a clear view of my panties..... and with my scootching down, I'm sure he was fascinated with my clear 'camel toe' during class......
Just call me...... blonde and redfaced! :P

For the past week and a half I've been having very sexual dreams about my ex stepdad. I woke up from one this morning and it's been all I can think about. You know how when you wake up from a dream and it's all fresh you can still remembers details and feelings and then it starts to fade? I've been going over and over what I remember because i don't want to forget it. Something about the way it made me feel. I haven't been this turned on for awhile. It's that sensation that no matter what I do or try to think about, I can feel my pussy more than any other part of my body, my clit throbbing, and my panties getting wetter and wetter. I'm finally about to give in and make myself cum, thinking about him of course, but I wanted to write it all out before I get off and move on and forget this intense feeling.

What I remember from last night's dream was being in a room, my bedroom from when I was younger, and on my laptop. My stepdad came into my room, naked, and told me he needed to use the computer. When I saw him it felt natural, like there was no shock of seeing him without clothes and in my dream I didn't react but I also remember being very aware that I could see his dick and that felt unusual. (I know this hardly makes sense but dreams are always hard to interpret into words for me, as a lot of what happens in them for me is mental). I was sitting at desk right next to my bed and he came over and stood by me for a second, his dick was not just out it was halfway hard. You know, not standing up straight but kinda plump and straighter than normal. In my dream I noticed this and knew what it meant and was fascinated by it and instantly started talking to him differently.

I was asking him to let me finish what I was doing and I remember saying "please" and knowing it was suggestive considering how close my lips were to his cock as I slightly pouted after. I told him if he would just let me finish I would let him do anything he wanted for the rest of the night. And then as I told him that he smiled and came over to sit on the bed next to me. And then I remember actually going back to what I was doing online and him watching me, us talking but nothing specific. At some point here my little brother came walking into the room, also naked, and then it was instantly weird for me. I kinda jokingly half mad yelled at them that they had no boundaries and needed to start wearing clothes around me more and they laughed I think and my brother left the room. So it was weird to me that my brothers nudity bothered me so much, like I looked away and yelled at him, but my stepdads naked dick instantly turned me on.

The other weird thing is that I totally remember how his cock looked in my dream, and it fits well with what I remember of him when I was younger. I've caught glimpses of him in the past, peeing with the bathroom door cracked, or going through the hall late at night. Never anything too strange from what I remember but just a few occasions of walking into a room I shouldn't, or seeing him passing through the hall late at night. (All things I felt were normal for families in small apartments). But it's weird because even before this dream if someone mentions him or I think of him, I've always had a vivid memory of his dick and what it looked like. And it matched up well with the dream, other than in the dream it was definitely hard and getting harder and I was getting a close up view of it.

Unfortunately, I don't remember much else. I know we were talking while I was on the computer and that I was aware we were being somewhat flirtatious even though in the dream I was too young to really know what that was.

And now, I've spent the whole lay lusting over those memories and thoughts of it going further. It isn't physically possibly because he isn't a part of my life anymore, and I don't remember lusting after him when I was younger, though I have always been more sexual than most people I know and tend to have a dirty mind. I started master bating at what to me would be a young age and did it nightly from that point on. Other things like that that are a little more sexual than you should be at that age, but I don't remember ever thinking if him that way consciously.

I know I had another dream about him 2-3 nights ago, and even woke up to tell my fb that I had a great dream (no more details than that) and ended up getting on top of him... After that I didn't think of it again until this morning, when I can't get it out of my mind.