I do not know what to do?????????? I am very attracted to my sis in law:( I know it is wrong but she is too damn hot.. The only time something has gotten close to happening is when she was drunk and I was too. I had just gotten home from work long day of a night shift job. Park the car and go inside take my coat off then put the keys away. I start towards the living as I hear laughing and loud noise. All of a sudden I spot a gallon bottle of vodka that was 3/4's empty. As I step towards the bottle to get a closer look I spot something out the corner of my eye. It was my younger sis in law with her tight lil arse in her nice little silky shorts and her ever so reviling cloth of a shirt. You see out of 4 sisters including her she has the biggest bust. I would say 36C. Now as she is coming down the stairs looking at the floor as usual i can not help but notice her stumbling a bit. Before I have time to crack a joke she falls…… and guess what… I just so happen to be there to catch her. Before I know it I am staring down at a very supple tight firm tiny areola. Her boob had popped right out so before my wife, brother and sister come to see what all the noise was about I quickly pop that thing back in to her shirt what could had been a long argument with the wife turned in to laughter and giggles… I pick her up while explaining to everyone how clumsy she is then take her upstairs to her room to lay her down. After that I get into a more suitable attire go down stairs and start drinking before those assholes drink all the liquor.

After a while of more drinking and laughs everyone started to pass out on me. I guess that is the price you pay for having to work a night shift. Everyone gets a head start on everything. No biggy, after everyone passes out I go put them to their designated spots in the house. I sit turn on the tube to play some video games FPS. As I am playing and In the zone I hear some tiny footsteps coming down the stairs. It’s her my young clumsy halfway dressed sis in law. Damn she is sexy. She comes up to me and asks where everyone had gone. I briefly tell her the events of what went on after her dramatic exit. We both laugh well I did she giggled. I also went onto say how buzzed I was and how I am kicking ass and taking names on this FPS. She replied with a giggle “ oh that’s badass, can I watch?” as she sits next to me I could tell she was still buzzed out of her mind. Well I know she is because she is never interested in what I am doing ever or at least that is what I thought. Well come on a hot chick likening video games it is unheard of. So I sat what the hell being buzzed in all I slap my lap without hesitation. To my amazement she giggled and sat on the couch next to me…… I laugh and continue to play my game as she watch in fasciation of my unfiltered mouth screaming at the TV I noticed she picked up my drink sipping away. After the game I ask her if she would like another because I obviously am going to need another she say no. as I am coming back from the kitchen I see she has made herself comfortable on the long couch laying belly up….

I confess i come back from Estonia and that estonian girls are the most beautiful girls in the world ! And they don't seem to be shy like french girls are. Many estonian are not afraid to wear white (so often c-thru) tops and skirts. And they are not shocked when you look at their cleavages (even very young girls) . (Well, except one ice cream seller who noticed that i looked at her boobs and pull on her top lol). Special "cuteness mention" to postcards sellers and for little girls who sell newspapers in the street.

Looking for video. Young girl and two younger male friends. She'd flash the webcam and would let them touch her boobs. One kid was half touching himself the entire time. Some neighborhood friends. yeah..

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Nights in Arlen
A KotH sex story
By: null

It was about 9:30 PM on a Tuesday night in Arlen, TX. Luanne Platter and her friend Jaime are sat on Jaime’s 2nd floor apartment balcony. Not a big place at all but Jaime kept it clean and welcoming. Hot but with a nice breeze blowing, the two of them are in shorts and sneakers. Luanne decided on a black bra and white tank top for her visit. Jaime’s was the last place on earth where Luanne felt comfortable and somewhat normal. Jaime has on a hoody but her D breasts are not easily stashed away.

“It’s getting late Jaime… I have to go soon” said Luanne as she tapped out another cigarette from her friends pack, her 3rd that hour.
“Do you want to go to Sugarfoots tomorrow? I’ll give you a ride. I definitely saw a ‘help wanted’ sign. They would hire you in a second!” said Jaime, Luanne’s friend of a few years. Not as pretty as Luanne but built the same way and on par mentally.
“I don’t know. I guess. I hate waiting tables. It’s like being a servant. You have to be happy when you’re really not.”
Luanne was visibly troubled and her friend was getting worried. Luanne had been broken up with Lucky for two months. Even before her and Lucky hit the rough patch that led to their parting ways her attitude had been different. Not the happy, blissfully clueless, piece of southern thickness those who know her have come to expect and love. These last few months she’s always seemed preoccupied and when questioned dismissive and distant.
“Luanne, what’s wrong? You’re not being Luanne. Are you still hung up on Lucky?” asked Jaime.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Jaime.”
Jaime grew worried and decided to change the subject.
“So do you want to go to Luke’s Saturday night? He and his friends are crazy! We need to just wear next to nothing, go there, and show off. Then leave early. They’ll be so about us then we’ll just leave!” Jaime envisioned their victory and laughed. Her chest bouncing as she didn’t have any support on.
“I don’t know, maybe.” Luanne responded, blankly, as she finished another of her friend’s cigarettes.
Jaime was sure a wild night of flirting and showing off followed by an abrupt departure would be just what Luanne needed to get her back on the right track. She felt accomplished already. In the way that she and Luanne’s type often do as they envision their future through rose colored glasses.
“Alright, I gotta go. So you can give me a ride tomorrow?” asked Luanne, with a curious increase in vocal energy that Jaime could not explain.
“Anytime, just call. I’m off all day.”
Luanne made eye contact with Jaime for the first time in 15 minutes.
“You’re the best” said Luanne.
Jaime felt sad at that moment. It confused her as this small compliment should have lit her up. It didn’t and it was the way Luanne said it. As if it meant something more than a simple thank you. She stood up and squeezed Luanne tight. Their breasts each flowing outward as they tried to escape the pressure of the embrace.
“I love you girl… you know that right?” asked Jaime.
“Yea, I love you too Jaime. Mind if I take a cig for my walk home?”
“Take them. I have a carton in the fridge.”
“Thanks” Luanne responded, relieved. She squeezed back to equal Jaime’s embrace.

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As Luanne walked home one thought, and one thought alone, was dominating her. She literally had to shake her head once in an attempt to push it away. The wind was calmer now. It was summer so kids were out playing hide and go seek. She saw a young boy find and start chasing a younger girl. The young girl was laughing uncontrollably as the boy tackled her onto the grass. Luanne was struck with a profound feeling of nostalgia. As she watched her steps she reminisced on her summer nights as a young girl running from boys. She tossed a cigarette butt into a drain. She crossed her arms under her breasts and her cleavage grew. The good memories of summers past were distorted then gone, replaced by a knot in her stomach. She had begun to hate her body. She hated that her breasts were so big. At one time they were such a source of confidence and pride. Now they disgusted her. As she thought about this she almost wanted to uncross her arms as she could not even stand indirectly touching them. She hated her golden blonde hair. A feature all of her girlfriends constantly said they wished they could have. “You can fucking have it” she thought. Anymore she just wore it in a lazy pony-tail. She hated her thick, round, protruding ass. Something most girls would hate but she loved once upon a time. An asset guys in her area were most keen on. She knew what she had and she flaunted it. Now, it was most decidedly a hate filled relationship. With her chest she could cover up, which she did when she was anywhere but at Jaime’s. But with her ass there was nothing she could do. All of her clothes were what they were. Short, tight, or revealing. In most cases all of the above. As she thought about her wardrobe she began to hate the girl she used to be. This caused her to tear up a little as the thought of hating ones younger and more innocent self is tremendously complicated and confusing. Luanne would never think on that sort of ‘meta’ level but she did know what she felt and it was weird. As she turned down the alley behind Rainy Street her steady pace was significantly slowed as her eyes met the yellow walls of the Hill residence off in the distance. Red truck parked in the driveway. For a second all thoughts and feelings were absent as if she were a deer in headlights. Slowly a feeling of dread surrounded her. She had been down this alley hundreds of times. If she had any talent in her hands she could draw it from memory. That said, for the past few months it has felt absolutely alien to her. She tightened the cross under her pale, ample boobs and began the final trek home. She was sick to her stomach now. She felt sweat beginning to accrue on her forehead. Her jaw was tight. Her hands were clenched. This all became apparent at once as she landed her first step on the driveway.
“Luanne!”
She felt as if she was hit on the back of her head as all the feeling of the past minute was instantly gone.
“Luanne look!”
She turned and looked towards the sound of her name. Bobby and Joseph were running toward her. Bobby was holding something in his hands.
“Bobby, what?” Luanne called out half in a daze having come from the mind state she was in.
“It’s a frog we found down by the Johnsons pond. Look how big it is!” Bobby cried.
Bobby and Joseph arrived at where Luanne was standing sweating and dirty. In Bobby’s hands was a rather massive green frog.
“Bobby that’s gross” Luanne said half aware.
“Do you think Dad will let it in the house?”
Luanne felt a quick jolt of electricity shoot from her head to her toes when Bobby mentioned him.
“I don’t know Bobby. Maybe you should let Joseph keep it tonight and find out in the morning. He might be sleeping” Said Luanne with ulterior motives for keeping him unbothered if at all possible.
Suddenly aware that he’s been mentioned by Luanne Joseph’s gaze was broken away from her thick round ass.
“Yea, my dad won’t care!” he stammered trying not to lose the image of Luanne’s deeply defined ass crack and underwear lines in her tight red cotton shorts.
“OK, Joseph. We can keep it at your house. But if my dad says it’s OK he’s moving in tomorrow! Now come on your mom got us hot pockets for the sleep over!” Bobby cried.
They both ran off towards Dale’s house. Joseph clumsily looking back at Luanne then disappearing behind his dads minivan. Luanne felt sick again as a result of seeing the dead insect on Dales truck. “He’s gross” she thought as she considered the type of guy who would have that on his truck. Then she turned and walked towards the sliding glass doors. Now sick to her stomach for another reason.

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The light were on but nobody was in the kitchen. The thought had occurred to her to rip one final cigarette before she went in but at this point was numb and plus Aunt Peggy didn’t want her sneaking cigarettes in the back yard anymore. The numbness was slightly lessened at the thought of Aunt Peggy. Basically Luanne’s mom now she felt close to her but more on a friendship level. She thought Aunt Peggy was one of the most intelligent people in the world even though most of the world thought, while friendly in her own way, she was an over confident windbag. Suddenly Luanne became aware she was standing at the sliding glass door looking into the house but unable to open the door. She was temporarily frozen in time as she neither wanted to go in nor continue to stand there looking like a weirdo. As she began to raise her hand to the door the light went off in the kitchen. Luanne stood there with her hand on the door handle for a few seconds. Then she slowly opened it. There was no risk of creaking or grinding as he kept everything in perfect working order. This thought caused knot to return. She slowly closed the door behind her and locked it. As she walked to the doorway to the living room she could hear Aunt Peggy talking to herself. Something about “fixing something when he should be in bed”. The acute awareness that often goes with sneaking around suddenly fell out of her. Numbness was all that was left. He was awake. In the garage. The sweat returned to her forehead. She swallowed the lump in her throat. She didn’t want to talk to Aunt Peggy in this state so she waited in the dark kitchen until she heard Aunt Peggy in her bedrooms bathroom then slipped into her bedroom. She shut the door and leaned against it. No lock on the door. There used to be one until a few months ago. She started crying quietly. She sat down on her bed and took her shoes off. She had white ankle socks on with pink paws dotted throughout. She peeled off her red shorts and dropped them into her hamper. The white cotton underwear matched her socks. She slipped on Jaime’s Arlen High sweatpants and got under her covers. She felt exhausted from the mental anguish of the past hour. Foolishly she held onto a single hope as she always did at this moment. Laying on her side in her room in his house she hazily stared at the clock on her night stand. Cigarette smoke and winterfresh gum on her breath. The clock read 10:32 PM…

To be continued.

Part 19: My (Anna's) Adventure [rest of the story on my profile :) ]

Hey guys, for this next part I (Anna) will be the writer, because this is a story that happend to me without him being there. Hope you enjoy :-) :-*

I was and still am bi curious. And since I didnt wanna cheat on my partner and Jim with another man I went for gals instead. I'm into all kind of girls, brunette, redhead, blonde, tall, short, bit tits, small tits, must have long hair tho ;-). And shaved too. And of course attractive. But thats subjective you know? Now you may ask "Where do I find bi/les girls like that?" Funnily enuf: Also in sports. I dont have that much time for sports, so I'm only doing yoga. Now I couldnt fuck the girls in my yoga class, they know my husband etc. so I had to go to another town, but its only a 20 min drive there so no problem :-). I registered in that group under a false name, but lets just assume for easiness that they called me Anna.

First time I went to class I looked at every girl in the class. Sum of 'em were just looking like allday basics sluts. Do you know that feeling when you look at someone and just immediately know that she is a annoying bitch? Getting everything by looking good and knowing it? That kinda girls. The yoga class has a facebook group and guess who is sending the most pictures of themselves in yoga cloths? yep. the sluts. I mean, they are good looking and all so I didnt mind ;-) Its just that I wasnt looking to fuck one of them. Sluts are always chatty. That's no good if you wanna remain "undercover" ;-). Sum of the slut pics gonna be below this. What I was looking for was a shy girl who looks at girls like she wanna fuck'em. There was just one woman around my age, all others were younger (its a young city, many students you see). The one that immediately caught my eye was Beth. Nice 32c tits, long blonde, deep blue eyes. A real stunner that girl. But despite that, she always stayed in the background. I introduced myself and we chatted for a while. She is a nurse in a hospital, likes jogging and yoga, eats and drinks healthy, no kids, no husband no nothing. And young 23 years old. While we were speaking she kept staring at my cleavage. Seems like I've hit the jackpot ;-) I didnt tell her about my family, I think that was things will be easier.

For the training I joined her in the last row. I frequently caught her looking at the asses of the other girls. I love girls in yoga pants too I have to admit :D Once when she saw me catch her look, she blushed and turned her head away for a while. After the training we all went to the showers. Beth was the first in. It was a typical gym shower, where you could see everyone else showering too. Beth was taking her sweet time, looking at all the other girls, who were chatting and so on. I took the shower next to her and often turned my head away from her so she could check me out.
The other girls were leaving one by one until only me and Beth remained. From the corner of my eye I could see her watching me. I turned my back to the wall and slowly slid my fingers into my pussy. With my other hand I grabbed my tit, massaged it and bit my lip. From the corner of my eye I could see Beth fingering herself as well. I half-closed my eyes and moaned softly. I stopped and turned to Beth. That took her off guard. She stopped fingering herself immediately.
Me:"Dont be shy, cleaning your pussy is important. Go on, I dont mind."
B:"Oh.. Okay.." she started fingering herself again while I soaped my breasts and ass. I bent over, sticking my ass in her direction and pushed a soapy finger into my ass, took it out again and washed off the soap.
This time I turned slowly towards Beth.
Me:"Darling would you mind rubbing my back? I cant reach it."
Beth came to me and applied some soap. I hummed like I enjoyed it (which I did ;-)).
Me:"Thank you so much. And I gotta say, you have a beautiful body."
B:"errr thanks..."
Me:"Do you like my boobs?"
B:"Yes they are beautiful..."
Me:"So thats why you have been staring at them all the time." I laughed. "Do you want to touch them?"
B:"I..."
Me:"Dont be shy!"
I take her hand and put them on my chest. Beth blushed but didnt turn me down.
Me:"How do they feel?"
B:"Great... really... wow..."
Me:"Can I feel yours as well?"
B:"I... I mean yeah why not?"
So I touched her tits, massaged them a little and played with her nipples. Beth closed her eyes and bit her lip. I let go and took a step back.
Me:"I think we'll be good friends Beth. I got to go now. See you next week."
Beth nodded and I got dressed.

I had a plan for the next week. I bought white yoga pants that where partially see thru. I put on no underwear. When I saw Beth I went to her and hugged her, pressing my boobs against hers. I was already excited and my nipples kinda hard. Beth couldnt stop staring at them so I slapped her ass and said:"Hey, my eyes are up here" and laughed. I was also very touchy with her, touching her whenever I could without being inappropriate.

In training I was infront of Beth. She had a great view of my pussy. I made sure of that by splashing just a little bit of water on my crotch before the training started. I couldnt watch Beth during the training but I tried touching my butt as often as possible.

After the training, I asked her for her phone number. She gave it to me and we went to the showers again. I waited till all other girls left and then grabbed her ass while she had her back turned to me. She jumped and squeaked, but I only laughed.
Me:"Sorry, but your ass looked to ... tasty. And it feels good as well. You really work out a lot dont you?"
Beth:"Yes I do..." and quietly added "but it never yields the results I want..."
Me:"What was that?"
Beth:"Nothing..."

It took some more weeks to gain her trust. I always gave her a lot of attention and showed off as much as possible. After two weeks, I invited her to drink a glass of wine with me the next evening. She agreed, so we had a date.

I wore a strapless red dotted white dress, which barely covered my ass and a red g string. Beth came in a tank top and light summer pants. We sat down at a table and ordered our first drinks.
Beth:"I feel underdressed next to you."
Me:"Dont worry, you look fantastic! If I didnt know better I would say that you are wearing a push up bra, but since I know your tits well..."
Beth (blushing):"Thanks. You look great as well."
The drinks came and we took our first sips. We talk about boring stuff for a while, drank more.
After a while I asked
Me:"How come you dont have a boyfriend? You are so beautiful. If you'd show some more of that ass with tighter pants and some more cleavage, you could have any boy you wanted!"
Beth:"You think so? But I dont wanna look slutty. I dont want to attract those kind of boys who only want sex... All the relationships I had were just about sex."
Me:"You can still look classy and still show more of your awesome body. I know what you mean. Boys always look just for sex ... and most of the time they dont even know how to please a woman."
Beth:"Exactly!"
Me:"Maybe we should stick to girls then..." We both laughed. "But to be honest I've never even kissed one before. No idea if they do it better..."
Beth (biting her lip):"Yeah me neither..."
For a moment there was an awkward silence, we both sipped our drinks a little.
After that Beth really opened up to me, talking about her past boyfriends and how she just left a bad relationship. I told her about some fictional BF's too.
As the night went on we got more and more drunk. At the end of it, we had taken a taxi first to her flat. We both got out and went to the door. We hugged and I said
Me:"We should do this again some time. This was fun."
Beth:"Yeah totally!"
Me:"You know how I said I never kissed a girl?"
Beth:"Yes?"
Gave her a short kiss on the mouth. She looked like she didnt believe what just happend. So I kissed her again, longer this time, licking over her lips a little.
Me:"Looks like thats not true any more."

With that I left her and went to the taxi.

Next week Beth was first kinda shy around me but I hugged her and told her not to worry. We both had a little bit too much that night and such things can happen then... We both laughed it off and talked openly again.

The following week I started texting her, sending her pictures of me in different outfits asking for her opinion. I never got a picture back though, until I specifically asked for one.

The week after we went drinking again. I wore a deep cut white shirt and hotpants. Beth came in a really nice, short black dress. After we ordered and drank our first drinks, some old guy bought both of us drinks. After drinking them we made sure to leave the bar. Non of us wanted any of that. I suggested we leave the bars and go to hers. Beth was reluctant but finally gave in. We drank some more. When it got late I asked her if I could sleep here. She said she didnt have another matress. I said we could sleep in the same bed. Again, she gave in.
We went to bed and I think we both felt the tension. I only wore my string so I told her I was cold an suggested cuddling. First, I was the big spoon. I had my arm around her belly and pull her close. I rubbed my tits against her back, then started touching hers. She didnt stop me so I continued. She even started moaning a little. After a while we turned around, so now she was the big spoon. She wasnt as forward as me, but still laid her hand on my tits. We fell asleep like that.

The next morning I woke up first. I ran my fingers along Beths body... she was laying on her back. I felt her panties. I started rubbing her pussy over the panties. Beth woke up, looked at me and said "what are oyu doing?"
I kissed her, long and passionately. After a few seconds even with tongue. Her panties got wet, soaking. I peeled them off. Mine as well.
Beth:"Are you sure you want this?"
Me:"O/C I do! You are beautiful. I would have fucked you yesterday if we werent that drunk. I want you to enjoy it you know? ;-)"
I sloppily kissed her again, then went 69 on her. Her tongue played around my clit just as my tongue played around hers. Soon we were both soaking, fingering each other and moaning.
We changed positions to scissoring. We rubbed our pussies together, our tits jumping up and down. We locked eyes. Moaning harder and harder until we finally came, gushing all over each other. Afterwards we laid in each others arms and kissed. I think we even fell asleep again.
When I left her appartment, we reassured each other that this wouldnt be the last time.

End of Part 19

I hope you enjoyed it guys :-*

The girl in the pic is beth btw.

I have never confessed this to anyone but I have a very young memory of when I was around 5 or 6 which one of my older first cousins would cuddle with me in her bed and would play with my penis. She was around 11 or 12 and she would just touch me all over my body. I really wanted her to do what ever she wanted to do to me and I would touch her vagina and try duplicate what ever she would do to me. I feel like a fool that I did not take advantage of this situation more and now it is a memory that I wish had gone further. It was years in the future that we did something else, which consisted of her figuring out that I was fascinated by her boobs. She after of week of me salivating all over her, at this point i was around 14, she took me aside and just lifted her shirt and told me to go ahead a have a feel. And if that was satisfying enough. Again like an idiot I did what i was told and did not asked for more. Today, I wish i would had taken advantage of that incestual opportunity. I am afraid I will never again have that chance again. I wish i was as perverted as I am now then.

mexican ride

this is my fist attempt at writting like this, hope its OK ok ,yes this is a true story, I was in mexico a few winters ago and there were some people offering horse rides along the beach, I had never riden a horse but wanted to try after , a few drinks ( gotta love the all inclusives) I approached them, they told me because I had never riden I had to let one of them go with me, I agreed , and off we went ,
The guy that rode with me was younger maybe 15 or 16, I didnt think much of it we rode along and then he turned the horse off onto a trail leading into the brush, so as we were riding he had his hands on my hips, I noticed him sliding them up and down a bit but didnt give it much notice,
I guess I should explain a bit,I was 31 at the time ,i try to stay in good shape running every day, on this day I was wearing my bikini with a t-shirt over top ,it was long almost to my knees so I felt I was well covered.
Now as we rode of course my t-shirt was up because I was sitting, I felt him slide his hands down my waist along the side of my hips and then up again but this time his hands slid under my top and were on my bare skin on my waist, OK I thought ,whats he up to, just a little harmless fun on his part? After all he was quite young, so we plodded along, and he kept sliding his hands a bit higher all the time, If not for the drinks I think I would have stopped him but I was curios to see just how brave he was and what he was up to, just then the horse stopped walking, the boy gave him a kick and i jumped ahead, i went back at the same time he slid forward wrapping one arm around me and his hand sliding to just under my breasts, he kept his hand there and put his other around my tummy, as he got even closer behind me,
Then I felt either a finger or thumb very lightly rubbing the bottom of my boob,and a few light pushes ,he was testing the waters I thought,
OK so how daring and brave is he goiung to be, looking back I should have stopped him but I was still very curios how far he would push it, then both his hands cupped my boobs and gave a little squeeze, I think I went into shock, I was getting felt up by a 15 y/o.
He gave me a couple squeezes and rubbed one hand above my bikini onto my bare boob skin,It was starting to feel nice, that is a weekness for me ,being felt up.
As qucikly as he started he stopped and removed his hand, OK good I thought ,he had his little fun now hes satisfied, but then I felt him slide his hand up my back and in a flash pulled the string on my bikini,now it was loose, both his hand immediatly went back under my top and started caressing my boobs again,this time skin on skin,he was feeling my nipples and playing with my boobs, god it felt nice, a few drinks, the sun shining down the perfect scenario.
I could also feel him wiggling his hips against my ass, Im sure i could feel his cock hard between us, then he whispered , "mucho gracias," I had to let out a little laugh, then he grabbed my top and lifted it, trying to pull it over my head, I didnt want him to do that but he looked around and got a very good look at my bare boobs, now he was getting more aggresive, really feeling me up,pinching my nipples, i was getting very turned on, thats when i did something I shouldnt have ,I reached behind me and slid my hand down his shorts, grabbing his cock, he was rock hard,i started to stroke him , getting faster, not sure how long it was but not long and he grabbed both my boobs hard and I could feel the hot wetness oozing out of his cock,
It wasnt long and we were back at the start, both of us enjoyed the ride, after we got off he pulled me aside, he asked if his friend could see my boobs, he told me they were the nicest he had seen, so i thought why not and lifted my top for his friend, as I was leaving there were 2 young girls maybe 14 getting on the horses with 2 of the guys, OH dear I thought, I hope that goes well,
IM sure they try this with every woman, some go along some dont, IM curios if anyone else had had a similar exspriance id love to hear about it,

this young lady sat on my lap today i popped a boner soo bad, and my cock twitched and she looked at me and grinned. but i wanna know what you'd do to her? lol. i wanna do stuff like touch her ass but im too afraid i got away with touching her boobs today but that was only because she wouldn't move out of the chair i was sitting in. suggestions?

Most of the shit we read here are not "confessions" but "fantasies". Well, this isn't.

I had recently divorced, I was 32 at the time. My ex-wife had not the same sexual drive I had so I was out of control when I was finally free from her.
I lived in a big city and had not been to my home town in a while, so I decided to pay the family a visit. It would help my shake the depression I had. To my surprise, by the weekend I visited, some other relatives were, so we set up a party, nothing wild, just some drinks and a feast.
Not sure how, I spent the whole day flirting with my 19-years old cousin (we're a big family and I'm the 3rd grandchild on that side of the family, so I have A LOT of younger cousins, male and female). I hug her and grabbed her boobs, but she said "not here; come pick me up at mom's tonight at 9".
So I did and we wasted no time in making up, but she said "take me to a more private place". We drove to a motel and got into action as soon as we walked the door.
My god! She was so good at sex to be that young! she's a great cock sucker and and a very memorable fuck.
I kissed her like I never kissed anyone before, I sucked her nice, perky tits and went down on her full-bush pussy. It tasted like glory to me. The taboo feeling of what we were doing was just to much to me, so I started saying "do you like this, cos? Do you like being my sexy little bitch?" and she got mad, yelling not to calle her "cos" but calle her by her name. Didn't mind, I kept fucking her and it was the best fuck I've ever had!
The downside is she left me some hickies on my neck and chest and they were so difficult to hide!

I am Lisa and im 63 years old, I have been coming here for about a year and love reading peoples confessions and feel it is about time I write my own. It all happened way back in 1973 and I will try and write it down as best as I can remember it.
I was 19 and still very much a virgin, I was raised by very strict catholic parents, they even made me think that masturbation was wrong, even though the year before I had started doing it. but feeling very guilty after doing it. I had left school the year before and didn't have many friends. I got a job for the summer at a holiday camp on the east coast of England (not going to name it) I was really looking forward to getting away from my parents and when I got to the camp the manager put me in with two older girls, Karen 26 and Tina 30.
Tina was tall blonde and had the biggest boobs I had ever seen, Karen was Tiny only 5 foot tall and like me had red hair. Both girls very very friendly and they had made me a bed up in the living room of the cabin. The first few days were a blur as i learned what my job was. We worked almost every day and only got 2 days off a month. My first day off was 2 weeks after I started and Tina was also off that day, she decided she was taking me into town for a drink, I tried to tell her I did not drink and never had, but she would not take no for an answer and told me to put on something nice, since it was still very warm even at night I put on my best dress that I had with me, it was a pale yellow summer dress and since my boobs were so small I never needed a bra. We went to a local pub nothing very exciting but it was the first pub I had ever been in. She got me a glass of wine and it went right to my head but I loved it. We talked a lot and the subject turned to sex and men. She got it out of me that I was a virgin and that I had never even kissed a boy, the more wine I had the more I opened up. She told me that she would have to find me a man this summer. Now because of Tina's big boobs and because she was also very beautiful she did get a lot of attention from the guys, she used to be married but her husband had died in a car accident 3 years before. She loved the attention and one guy (Tom) was really nice he was 21 and I could see he really liked Tina. About an hour later she told him she didn't want to leave me alone and he suggested that we both go back to his house as his parents were gone and he had the house to himself. 10 minuets later we were back at his house and i got handed another glass of wine and Karen and Tom were Kissing and touching on the couch next to me, I thought they would go to a bedroom but they started stripping each other right there and were soon naked, I didn't know what to do, but I couldn't look away. His cock was hard and he was soon fucking her hard and fast. They finished and it was only then they remembered I was there, Tom stood up and Tina laughed and asked if I wanted to touch his cock, she didn't need to ask me again I just reached out and grabbed it, it was still wet from Tina and he got hard again as i held it. Tina smiled at me and said I should put it in my mouth, I didn't really want to but he got closer to me and Tina just kept saying do it, so I opened my mouth and he put it in. Now I had no idea what to do, but he was pushing it in and out and I have to say I felt very naughty and it felt good. He pulled it out and shot his cum over my face hair and dress, It was then I noticed Karen had her hand on my thigh, she moved it under my dress and found my panties, I had gotten quite wet, and before I knew it she was pulling them down and Tom was trying to get my dress off, I had to stand up and before I knew it I was naked. I had never been naked in front of anyone since I was very young. They pushed me back on the couch and Tina told Tom to fuck me but said to wait until she had got me ready, she used her fingers on my pussy gently rubbing me and she slid a finger in me, I was totally under her control, my legs were spread wide and when she thought I was ready she told Tom to move in, I was a little scared but Tina kissed me and that distracted me as Tom put his cock in, very slow he pushed it in, it hurt but she kept on kissing me rubbing my small boobs too, he kept pushing then all of a sudden it went right in, that really hurt but it also felt kind of nice and it kind of sobered me up. he kept fucking me, I am not sure how long but he shot his cum inside me and pulled out, when I looked down I almost cried there was so much blood but Tina said not to worry as that was normal. She took me to the toilet and cleaned me up. She asked If I was OK? to my surprise I found I was and told her I had enjoyed it, She kissed me again and told me it was going to be a great summer. We got back from the bathroom and found Tom sleeping on the couch, we got dressed and left. On the way back to the camp she kept stopping and kissing me feeling my bum and when we got back she pulled me into her room, she stripped me naked and pushed me onto her bed, before I knew it she had her face in my pussy, she licked me I am not sure for how long but all of a sudden I felt funny and started shaking then for the first time ever I came Oh my god the feeling was amazing. She moved up and cuddled me. I woke the next morning in her bed alone. She had already gone to work and I was alone in the cabin. I showered and dressed and went to work feeling very happy.

That night I got back to the cabin, Tina kissed me as soon as I walked in, Karen was on the couch and she said I was one of the girls now, as I walked past her she gave me a light smack on my bum, it was then I saw that Karen must be as naughty as Tina.
Now our work didn't leave us a lot of free time and usually left us knackered after it. It took 3 days before Tina took me to bed again, this time I was sober and she just grabbed me as I walked in tore off my clothes and before I really knew it she was down on my pussy, Her tongue worked its magic and soon had me cumming, She got off me and I was about to get up when Karen walked in she took Tina's place and was licking my pussy, Tina straddled my face and lowered her pussy to my lips, she was already very wet and I was not sure what to do, but like Toms cock before I let her do most of the work with my tongue finding its own way, they swapped palce's but I was always on my back. After about an hour I was exhausted and we all sat and had a little drink. I discovered I loved being naked
Our next day off we all went out together to a secluded beach, we had wine and a picnic and it wasn't the warmest so we had the place to ourselves. We did start with wearing bikinis but we were soon all naked the had cover with some rocks and someone would have to be right next to us to see us, so we felt safe. We had lost of sex that afternoon, too much to list or remember but to this day sex in the open if my favorite.
It was 3 days later Tina had to leave as her mother was sick, and it only left Karen and I. I was going to move into Tina's room but Karen said I should just sleep with her. Over the next few months we fell in love, now back then being a lesbian was not as accepted as it is now, so we hid it. Our summer job ended and I did think about going back home but Karen and I moved into a small flat together in a city I wont name. We got jobs working in a pub, and I was very happy being with Karen but I did want to try men again and Karen knew it, she didn't want men at all but did say if I wanted one I could as long as she was there with me.
There was one guy I liked he came in to the pub most nights so I set about getting him into bed. and that proved harder than I thought, he was about 40 but still very good looking but also married. We got talking and I took every chance to flash him some skin, I would wear the shortest skirts and never wore a bra, I wore loose fitting tops and would bend over knowing he could see my small boobs, he finally took the hint and one night he was waiting for me leaving the pub, we kissed and touched for ages and I took him back tot he flat I told him about the condition and to my surprise he was cool with it, Karen sat and watched us strip and fuck, it was all very quick but he did have a big cock and oh my god he shot so much cum inside me. he dressed and left and Karen was on me as soon as he left, she didn't mind licking his cum from my pussy in fact I think she really liked it. This happened once a week for a month until his wife found out and well things got a little messy she attacked me and I ended up in hospital
Karen decided we should move and for the next year and a half she was my only sexual partner, then out of the blue Tina got in touch, she invited us to her house as her mother had died and left her very well off, so off we went to Devon and my god Tina's house was massive very private with massive garden in the back and a swimming pool. We had no idea Tina was so rich, she hid it very well. We were only there 10 minuets and we were all naked, but as it was cold out we stayed in doors, we caught up the only way we knew how but fucking each other till we could hardly move. Over the next week we fucked so much we almost never dressed and Tina asked us to move in, we jumped at it.
Now it is not easy living in a 3 way but we worked hard at it and we all loved each other very much, Tina brought us men to play with and in 1976 I fell pregnant and gave birth to my daughter Emma, Tina was next to get pregnant in 1978 and had a son Mark. Karen had still never fucked a man yet but that all changed in 1980 when one of the men we had over really wanted to fuck her too and with all the booze she gave in and let him do it, she loved it and from that day on she would fuck with the guys we had over and well in 1982 she fell pregnant too and had a daughter Lucy.
Our sex life sort of calmed down a bit, we still had sex with each other a lot but the men got fewer and fewer.
Tina got sick in 1990 and died in 1993 she left everything to Karen and I. I adopted Mark and Lucy and we really had a great life, our kids knew about us being lesbian and my own daughter came out as bisexual that year.
I never had sex with a man again until 2010, Karen and I were talking as all the kids had left home maybe it was time to spice things up again, but it was not so easy since we were not as young and hot as we used to be, then we had a stroke of luck, My daughter Emma asked me if we could put up a friend of hers for a week as he was down our way and had no place to stay, she had told him of our nudist lifestyle and he was fine with it. David turned up the first week of June, what Emma had left out was how young he was, he was just 22.
We didn't want to scare the poor boy so when he turned up at the door we were dressed when he turned up, we let him stay in Emma's room, looking back it is kind of funny because Emma is a very girlie girl, her room is very pink and we didn't clear it out and we didn't know she had so many sex toys in there, he started to un pack and the first thing he found in the drawer was a big vibrator, I couldn't help but laugh, he did too and told us not to worry he knew Emma very well. We left him too it and went to make lunch, we had got naked and when David came down he was also nude and my god what a body his cock even soft was big and meaty.
That night we had a few drinks and discovered he and Emma were an item about a year ago but she left him for another girl, my daughter can never stay with anyone for very long. As we drank the more I looked at his lovely cock and the more I wanted it inside me. Karen saw my look and being more than a little drunk she told him that I wanted to fuck him, she never could handle her drink but when she told him his smile told it all. Now we may have been older but we did keep in shape and his cock was getting a little hard, Karen reached over grabbed it and it was soon very hard, it went over and lowered my mouth onto it, he never tried to resist and Karen let me suck him she stood up and let him finger her, that night we took turns fucking him, I loved the feeling of a cock cumming in me again. It turned out to be a very very naughty week, he fucked us both so many times I lost count, we even did anal something I had only done with a man once before but lots of times with sex toys. At the end of the week he left us but we were feeling very happy and told him to come back any time.
Sadly Karen got Cancer in 2013 and died 2015 I was in bits for about a year and decided living in this big house all alone with so many memories was too hard to take, Emma and her girlfriend moved in and I went traveling Visiting Mark In Canada with his family, Lucy lives in Greece she is as wild as Karen ever was and when I visited her she had a man waiting for me , she knows me so well, I spent a month there and it was like re living my youth I lost count of the men I fucked she just kept bringing them home for me ages 18 to 55, it was easy for her because like her mum she was very beautiful but unlike her mum had 36DD breasts
I went back home for new year 2017 Emma had some close friends over and we had a nice naked new year and that is where I met Gavin, he is Emma's girlfriends (Susan) dad, we hit it off right away and as we talked he told me how after his wife died he visited Susan and Emma often and slowly got used to being naked with others, it took a week but we ended up in bed and so begins a new chapter in my life

That is my story i hope you all liked it, first off there will be no pictures mainly because when most of the good stuff happened we never took any but mostly because I just dont want too
So if you want to leave a comment please do so but if you are going to be nasty please go away

Sorry, this is a long post but just had to share.

Just want to thank ML for reinvigerating a 40ish UK couples sex life! What with work, house, young kids, family etc sex was very occasional and even then it was a 5 minute quickie or a fumble! I’ve always watched porn as it’s a good stress relief - nothing sick or unusual, pretty straight forward. Wife knew and would watch sometimes for a few minutes, but never really got it.

I found ML about 2 months ago and watched for a few weeks to get an idea what it was all about. Appreciate a lot of it is made up and fantasy, but just something about it was different. Mentioned to my wife and she had a look with me one night. Well…fuck me did she not start feeling horny as we read through the boards! Before I knew it she had my cock out sitting on the settee and giving it a good polish. Shot a load pretty quick! A few more evenings, the same - cock out, might jack me off or if she was really horny she’d suck my cock, but wouldn’t let me finish on her because of the mess! Sometimes I’d get to finger her pussy at the same time.

Just before Christmas I suggested something different - each watch ML on a separate device but sit in different chairs. She seemed up for it! Both start watching at the same time and give each other suggestions for boards to look at. I was always first at opening my jeans to get my cock out. Shortly after, she’d start rubbing her pussy through her leggings and eventually her hand would go inside her leggings. Half watching my wife play with hereself and reading the boards at the same time was fucking hot. Eventually I had to go over and she’d jack my cock for a while and we’d have great sex on the settee. This went on the same for a while.

It also had changes during the day. The odd grab of arse cheek from both of us, walking past me she’d brush her hand against my cock, I’d sometimes grope a boob - just small things like that that has put me in a permanent state of semi (literally) arousal!

However, things changed up a gear on Christmas Day. My family were round for dinner. I was in the kitchen tidying up when she walked past me and did a quick arse grab and went into the utility room to get another bottle. She shouted me in thinking she needed a hand with something but no…..she undid my jeans and starting to stroke my cock. I couldn’t quite believe it as my parents, brother and his family were sitting about 12 feet away. I grabbed her tits which got her excited, but someone came into the kitchen so we had to stop. Family left about 2 hours later. Didn’t take long and we were on the living room rug in a 69 - hadn’t done that in nearly 20 years! She rolled off and a slipped my wet cock into her pussy and came hard quickly after.

Back to teasing each other using ML after Christmas, but New Year’s Day her family were here for dinner. Noticed wife was wearing a knee length skirt and shoes with a slight heel which showed off her nice calfs. Things she doesn’t really wear. Later on I had to use our en suite as the kids were in the bath with her mother kneeling next to the bath playing games with them! When I came out my wife was in the bedroom and said she had a surprise. I thought we can’t have sex just now with her family in the house! She pushed me onto the bed and she lifted her skirt! She wasn’t wearing any knickers and she had shaved her pussy smooth. Never seen her hairless in 20 years! I just about nutted in my pants. All she said was “new year, new look”!

We went downstairs are were sitting at the tabled and couldn’t stop thinking about her sitting there with no knickers and a beautiful clean pussy. Her family eventually left, and as soon as the door was closed she was on her knees in the hall with my cock in her mouth as she lifted the front of her skirt and played with her clit! Into the living room she sat on an armchair with one leg over the arm. I ate her pussy and tongue fucked her for about 30 minutes. It just tasted and felt so different. She then knelt on the settee and wanted me to enter her pussy from behind. Pushed her skirt up and opened her arse to get entry, but I dropped a blob of spit on her arsehole which made her jump. I quickly squeezed my cock into her tight arse as she protested, swinging her arm back to punch me in the hip a few times. Eventually she was moaning like a whore rubbing her pussy with her face in a cushion so not to wake the kids. I wasn’t quick enough to pull out so shot a huge load in her arse, what a mess as she squeezed it out dripping over her wet pussy. She wasn’t happy at the mess and have only had anal a handful of times when drunk as she’s not that into it.

A few days of teasing and sex followed, but last night while she was rubbing her pussy through her dress she jumped up from the chair and I thought she was going to come over, but she turned around and pulled up her long stretchy dress and knelt on the settee. With a look I’ve never seen before, she looked over her shoulder and told me to fuck her arse as she pulled her knickers to one side. I duly obliged and she kept telling me not to cum in her arse! I pulled out and entered her glistening wet pussy and stroked her hard while grabbing her bid swinging mum tits, until I felt her pussy begin to grab my cock as she again moaned into a cushion. She orgasmed on my cock which made me shoot the biggest load I can remember deep into her dripping pussy , my balls hurt so much after I came!

I’m just glad I got the snip about 5 years ago as I worked out I’ve shot a load in her pussy 19 times in the last mouth. That would certainly have resulted in child3!! Never had that much sex, not even as a teenager!

Next thing is she doesn’t know I’ve posted this as she’s not on line yet (dealing with one of the kids acting up going to bed!). Can’t wait to see her reaction when she realises it’s us! There is some risk as she said although she likes reading the boards and seeing the pics, she would never post anything!

I was adopted at a very young age to a very normal, albeit large, family. I'm one of seven. Being adopted has never been a problem for me. It hasn't brought along identification problems and such. I do remember when my parents decided to take in another child. She's my foster sister. She was bounced around between several different families for the same reoccurring problem. She would pit the father and mother against each other so that they would argue and fight. She would appear cute, innocent, and loveable to the father, and yet she was mean, hurtful, and aggressive towards the mother. My parents figured that they would be able to calm this child down and give her the steady family life that every child deserves.

We lived in a two family house that had three floors. My parents' bedroom was on the second floor, as well as the bedroom for the foster sister. My room was on the third floor. Space was never a problem, but privacy was at a premium with nine people living on two floors. Each floor had its own complete bathroom. The third floor proved to be the most private.

I was eight when she was first introduced into the family. She was fourteen. I'm Korean and she was Filipino. I never had an asian role model growing up. Almost immediately she took that role. I would try to be around her, hang out with her, talk to her, and just tag along with her whenever I could. However, after a while her old habits started again. My parents started to fight and bicker more and more. She was at the center of every argument. But me being only eight years old I didn't fully comprehend the depth of what was happening.

Slowly the fighting stopped and my parents agreed that they would care for her until she became a legal adult, then they would help her to become independent before she turned nineteen. This was decided when she turned sixteen. I was ten.

After dinner I would always go to her room and try to play with her. Sometimes I would get her to come to my room to play different games because I told her I would stop bothering her for the day if she did.

In my room I mentioned that I liked her. This grabbed her attention; she shut and locked the door. She started to probe deeper. She asked me questions like "Do I have a crush on anyone at school? Do I have a girlfriend? Have I ever kissed a girl? Have I seen a girl naked?" Of course I answered that I never had to a girlfriend and kissing a girl. I told her I've seen naked women on the playboy channel.

The next thing I knew the sister that I adored pulled down her tank top and pulled out the first pair of naked, real life, in person boobs I have ever seen. Her mocha skin, what I know to be B cups now, and dark nipples had me. I was like silly puddy in her hands and she knew it. I didn't get to touch, and she swatted my hand down when I tried.

Things still appeared to be normal. I spent so much time with her no one was really going to notice if I was away with her, even with the doors closed. Over the next two years, until she moved out, she questioned me further and taught me what sex was.

Some nights she would let me touch her boobs, fondle her nipples, and other nights she would show me her unshaved pussy. Most nights she would touch me. She would take off my pants and touch my penis and balls. She would give me hand jobs even though I wasn't in puberty yet, and she would suck on them.

She had me completely. Every night after dinner she experimented. She bribed me to let her lick my asshole by telling me I could touch her pussy. She licked and stuck her tongue into me while I was on all fours but I never got to touch her pussy. She bribed me again to let her stuck a finger in my butt by saying I could suck on her nipples. She would suck on her finger and slowly work it in to the knuckle and then suck my dick while she fingered me. She let me suckle her tits like I was her baby.

I began to go through puberty by the time she turned eighteen. We would both be naked, she sucking my dick and me not being able to touch her. I would cum in her mouth, she'd spit it out and play with it between her fingers, and then swallow it. She would sit on my face make me eat her out her pussy and asshole.

We never had intercourse. We've done everything except for anal and vaginal sex. Our hands have explored every inch of each others' bodies. I've cum on her face, tits, pussy and asshole. She left and lives on her own now.

With no way to contact her or see her, our sexcapades came to a end. I'm older now I'm going to be married to another girl. I can never forget her though. She probably would still have me completely in her hands even today.

I don't know if this is the right forum, but I've got a story to share. It all really happened. I touched a girl while she was asleep. Or maybe she wasn't.

Some 30 years ago, I shared a house with two girls, for only a brief period, couple of weeks. They were nice and we got along well. I was twenty-something and the girls were two or three years younger. For various reasons, we were all virgins at the time. I didn't ask them directly, but they were both raised as strong catholics and from what they said about themselves, it was pretty clear to me that they had never had sex. One weekend, one of them left to see a friend, so it was only me and the other girl in the house. Things went as usual for both of us, we both did our own stuff, and ocassionally we met in the kitchen or in the living room. I think it was Saturday night, none of us went out, so we watched TV and chatted about life, school and whatnot. It got late but we didn't feel like we were done with chatting, so the girl, let's call her Suzie, asked if she could sleep in my bed so that we could keep talking. I was sure there was nothing sexual in it, because of her attitude towards sex. (Not that I wouldn't want to - she was pretty, blond hair, slender body, nice firm boobs.) Aside from her attitude, a short time before that she started going out with one of my friends - it was nothing serious yet, but they were recognized as being in a 'relationship', sort of. And I had a large king-sized bed in my room, where we could sleep far enough from each other so that there'd be no contact between us. So we did like we agreed. Went to bed, talked a little more, fell asleep. Nothing steamy.
In the morning, I woke up at the break of dawn, unusually. We slept under one large duvet, and during the night our bodies must have had naturally moved towards each other. I don't remember exactly - it's been a while, - but we were touching somehow. Maybe with legs, hips, or my hand touching some part of her body, I don't know. Anyway, the unknown feeling of finding myself so close to a young girl with attractive body, in one bed, almost in the dark, and the sense of light touch... ESPECIALLY that sense of touch... it gave me a huge boner instantly. I just lay there motionless, enjoying the moment and thinking what to do next. Well, I guess maybe I didn't think that much, it all went naturally. I drew myself closer to her, pretending it to be a natural movement in my sleep. I wanted to touch her as much as I could, and I was hoping I'd get to some interesting places. But I definitely didn't want her to wake up and realize what was going on. I was afraid she'd freak out, run away and later tell everyone how I tried to take advantage of the situation. I was afraid of how people would look at me then, including her fresh boyfriend - my friend. So I made only small movements and then stopped every time for a couple minutes, pretending to be asleep. We touched with our legs a little. Then more, our thighs touched. I touched her arm, then somehow I wrapped my arm around her waist, wondering if it's not too much. It seemed it wasn't, and her sleeping body accommodated to my movements. It already felt like heaven. She wore a black, not-too-long t-shirt and something like elastic running shorts. I wasn't sure whether that was it, or whether she wore anything underneath those shorts. I don't remember every detail, where and how I touched her, but I remember her turning on her back. I was on my side, turned towards her. Slowly, with long pauses, I worked my hand up her chest and very lightly touched one of her boobs, through the t-shirt. It felt great. I thought I could feel her nipple. I could barely breath, I was so excited. Then I went down to her belly, under the t-shirt and tried to touch her skin, to see if she wakes up. She didn't. But this time I didn't have the courage to go back up again and touch her naked boob, I only placed my hand just below it, so that I could feel where it began.
This was already more than I had hoped for, but I let my hand to further wander over her body. She turned on her side, away from me, and I gradually put my hand on her hip, ass, thigh, knee, I think I could even reach as far as her calf. It seemed as if she could somehow sense all this in her sleep and it felt pleasant to her, because every now and then her body would make small movements, but she never drew herself away from me.
Then she moved more and I didn't know what it was, what position she was in. So I lifted the duvet and had a look. She was now half on her side, half on her belly, her back and ass turned towards me, and she had brought one foot to the knee of her other leg, so her thighs were now parted. My heart jumped. Until then, I couldn't get between her legs, because they were together and I didn't want to push my hand hard, so as not to wake her. But now, I was so horny I couldn't resist trying to touch her between her legs. Again, very slowly, I put my hand on her ass. My cock was throbbing. If I touched myself then, I'd probably blow my load instantly. I felt her nice, round ass with my hand, and then slid it further and further down the crack. She didn't move. I could feel that under the elastic, it was bare skin. I could feel her pussy lips with my fingers, at first very hasitatingly, but then I pressed a little harder, as she didn't react. Now I was in heaven. A few hours ago I had no idea I would be touching a virgin pussy. All my senses concentrated into my fingertips. I was like a blind man. I knew I'd never see her pussy, so I was trying to 'see' it as much as I could with my fingers, and let my imagination complete the picture. I don't know how long I was there, rubbing the fabric and feeling the soft skin and flesh underneath. I moved my fingers along the entire length of her pussy, up and down, and it felt wonderful. I went up, over where I thought her clit would be, and I could feel her hair through the fabric. Then I touched her clit again... and that was when she moaned and moved her body.
I froze. Actually, no - I let go of her instantly, in panic. By then, the room was filled with daylight. She woke up, and turned to look at me. I didn't know what to think. I didn't know whether she felt anything, or how much she felt. I don't remember what we said to each other, but I remember she replied to whatever I told her, "Did we do anything? I don't remember," with a knowing look in her eyes and a hint of a smile. At that point, I was still confused. It wasn't until much later that I realized that she knew pretty good what we were doing, that she must have felt everything. That she must have been awake probably long before I touched her breast through the t-shirt. Unless you're drunk or something, I think it's impossible that you wouldn't wake up to someone touching your legs, back, belly, breast... So she probably pretended to be asleep for most of the time and only let out a moan when she couldn't hold it anymore. And she probably wanted me to continue, although never said so, and I've wondered many times how far she would've let me go. But I stopped, and I'll never find out. Over the years I recalled the situation many times, and always found it so stimulating. I often imagined what would have happened if I ignored her moan and continued. How I would massage her clit until those shorts were soaked with her juices. How I would then slide my hand in her pants and feel her warmth and wetness with my fingers. How I would take off those shorts and she wouldn't - couldn't resist, then go down and eat her out. How I'd roll that t-shirt up and see those beautiful tits of her and grab them with my hands. How she would moan then. How her body would arch in orgasm. How I would let her suck my cock, or teach her to give me a handjob, or just rub the head of my dick on her moist pussy lips, until I covered with my cum her young, slender christian body that pretends that doesn't want to have sex.
But that's all left to my imagination. I'm glad for the experience as it happened, it remained a huge turn-on for me for years to come.

This is one of the crazier things I have ever seen or dealt with.

So every weekend I do a local flea market & I have done it for prob 7 years now. Well this one little girl that always loved me when she was little. She was & is cute as hell. In the past 2 years I've probably only seen her & her mom like 4 times a year instead of every weekend like they used to. But every time she saw me she'd go straight to my lap & ask what new stuff I had in. She was a very sexual girl but in a innocent way. Like always trying to kiss me but more than just pop kiss yet not french kissing, sucking on my neck & biting me. Her mom would always be like Britany stop you are making him uncomfortable. & I always acted uncomfortable when she was doing it but that made her do stuff like that even more. Her mom wouldn't even realize she was doing it until I was like Brit would you quit! (while hoping like hell she'd keep on. Always wished Id figure a way to put her mouth on my cock.(never happened tho) Well she & her mom pull up to my back bay door of my spot to come into my flea store/booth & I about passed out when she got out the car. Brit the little 5-9 girl I used to play with that is now ONLY 12 & freaking 7 months pregnant!! Well evidently last spring when she & a friend went to stay with her dad in Daytona for spring break(where he lives now that he is out of jail). she got picked up by three marines one day & fucked them all day long while she was supposed to be laying out at the beach with her friend during the day while her Dad was working. Of course they gave her fake names & #s Well (so they are home free)

they did not find out she was prego until just about a month ago. It was to late for an abortion so she is gonna have it by c section 4 weeks early. She still looks so freaking young even younger than other average 12 y.o.s but fucking beautiful she has the prettiest blue eyes budding boobs & a little soccer ball size belly.

Even weirder her mom told me the whole story graphically & then when she was sitting with me Brit told me everything that happened.(while I rubbed her sweet little pregnant belly. I asked her honestly if she felt like they raped her & she smiled like an old pro & shook her head no. I acting concerned told her to explain step by step how it all started that day. God My cock was hard the whole time she was telling me how they fucked her & what all she had done with them.(she new I was hard NO DOUBT)

Well I really just wanted to share this but if you wanna hear a bit more just say so. BTW I know a lot of this sounds hard to believe but she comes from a very shady family & things that normal people would not do.(like letting 2 11 y.o.s stay at the beach by themselves all day at an unfamiliar place & etc...) thats honestly just par for the course for her parents.

Man I wanna fuck that tiny little thing with those crystal blue eyes perfect strawberry blonde hair AND that perfect ass with those tiny tits & little soccer ball round belly!!!!

I really wanted to fuck my grandma once.

I always was a little bit curious how is it with older, experienced woman. Last year my grandma turned 65. Shes hubby brunette with big boobs and round ass, without any man in her life for last 6 years. She looks like she could be my mom. I never seen her as a women I want to get, but I can't deny - we had some kind of magicial connection. I love her in the way human loves the closest person in family. And I know she love me too and she's pround of me. She's also very open to me. When I was young my parents wasn't ready to talk with me about sex, girls and guide me somehow. But my grandma was. And she always speaked the truth: about girls, about sex, even about her experiences.

It was winter and I came to visit her. I wanted to help preparing for Christmas, talk about changes in my life, new job and so on. We lost count of time and drank a lot of fruit liqueur. We had a long talk about my relationships, my conclusions about life, girs, sex and creating my own future. She shared her own stories and clonclusions too. She told me some things, she never told me before - like for example, that she had threesome once, she liked to kiss girls, when she was younger and she had fuck-friends relation with some guy and she enjoyed it like never before. And she told me, that she mostly liked, how he fucked her in public places. "With passion", she said.
It was late and my bus ran away. I just wanted to call taxi, when my grandma sugested me to stay for night. She have one bed, but we slept together thousands of times so I accepted her offer.

I went to take a bath. For whole visit in shower I could not stop thinking about what she said. I imagined, how that guy fucked her like a piece of slut. I had instant remorse, because it turned me on like crazy. My dick erected so hard, I wanted to touch myself. I wanted to touch her too. I felt bad.

I had no clothes for sleep, so I stayed in boxers and t-shirt. I wanted to hide my erection, holding clothes in my hands, but I think it cound not work. My grandma went to take bath, leaving me on the bed with all these thoughts. When she left, she was topless. She forgot her sleeping shirt. It shouldn't be big deal. I saw her naked before. But today it was a deal. I wanted to come closer and play with these big boobs. She have big, ligh pink nipples. I love these. I wanted to suck 'em immediately. Have them in my mouth. Play with my tongue and watch, how they get bigger.

We turned off the light and went to bed. We again started talking. Topics got hotter. I asked her, if she likes to give head. "Only if it tastes good and is big enough", she answered with smile. She asked me, how I like to do it with girls. I answered that I like them from behind. I wanted to sound manly, but I'm sure I didn't. My voice broken down a couple of times.

I saw her nipples by the shirt. They got bigger. They was ready to taste them. She liked the way we talk and I knew it.

It was cold a little bit. We hugged. I know, she felt my erection. She wasn't even suprised, when her leg found my hard cock. I wanted to pull it out, put it on her hand and watch, what gonna happen. My grandma wanted to act like nothing happened, but her breath told me everything. She wanted to pull me closer.

I put my hand on her back. I wanted to get lower - to her juicy ass. But I was scared, about what happens. I felt, that we moving flowly. I felt so bad and I wanted it so badly...

Our bodies were moving. It is hard to describe, but it is like dancing. Hands were moving, but very, very slow. We obviously wanted to act naturally... like nothing happens. Our lips was very, very close, but then... We did nothing. We got frozen. I desperately wanted her to move. To stop it. To kiss me and start touching each other. In my mind i found milion places on her body I wanted to put my hand on. I stopped breathing, waiting for that moment, but it never happened.

Then she put her hand on my hip just for moment - dangerously close to my cock - and turned to the other side. I got closer and felt her ass toughing my dick. I was holding my hand "naturally" hugging her on breast level. I felt her nipples. I was breathing in her ear.

We started moving a little bit and i felt, how mu dick rubb her pussy. I don't remember so much. Momentally i felt bad, bad one thing i remember clearly - she was totally wet.

We didn't anything this night and any other. We don't see each other as often as we used to.
We both know.
It is hard for me and I don't know, how to handle it. Sometimes I still think about that night - like today - and I would like to live it once again. But other days - I can't think about her at all.
We didn't talked about it. We act like it's cool, but it isn't.
I confused about my feelings about it all.

Where can I find more of her????I love her young big boobs!!!

Looking for a video, it was 2 girls in the bath, amateur, talking and then kissing. they were young, but i dont think it was illegally young. You saw some boob.

This will be a long one, so, have that in mind.

I am 41, in my second marriage. I have one offspring from the first, and two from the second. I am ugly, and my only advantage were the big boobs, when I was young and slender, but now I got fat, and have no aces up my sleave.

Both of my husbands are the same, dead beats, not capable of doing anything right, unemployed, so I am carrying the weight for all these years. Only time I felt alive, was between marriages, and even then, my looks weren't of much use, I dated an older guy, who died during our relationship, and then had casual sex with a black man, which is a big deal over here (eastern Europe), since no one wants to go near one. And I had that one night...

My husband haven't had sex with me for years, two at least, and here I am, on a porn site.

About that one night. I have a friend, this insanely beautiful blonde. We met back in college, and she was with her, now husband even back then. We kept in touch all these years, even though he became a successful lawyer, and now they are living a life unimaginable for me. He is, everything a woman can dream from a man, tall, handsome, works out, rich, perfect manners, just an entire package.

We are each other's confidants, for over 20 years, she knows all of my struggles, and she has none. We hang out, at least once a month, I go to their place, we drink, laugh, watch a movie.

These meetings of ours were the only light in my boring life.

By now, you already have an idea what happened. We had a lot to drink, he was almost passed out on the couch, we were a bit to the side, talking naughty talk, I was, as usual, bitching about my lover at the time, the one who died two months after that, telling her how he never goes down on me, while I go down on him every time.

"M will do it," she just said, "if you want to. M, will you go down on her."

"Gladly."

I started laughing, but then he got up. I looked at her, and she was smiling, and this might be a good time to mention that they are pretty free spirited people, but I never imagined in this way. He pulled down my pants, and I felt ashamed, because of my bush, but he dove right into it. She was still smiling, and drinking wine.

"I am too drunk," he exlaimed,"come here."

He got on the big sofa, and just pulled me towards him, wanting me to sit on his face. So I did. I was facing his nether regions, and he started to pull his pants down, while I was moving like crazy, rubbing all over his face. He was big, really big, and I wanted to swallow him, but just before I wanted to lean, she got there, and took matters in her hands, and mouth.

That was the first time I came.

Then she got on top of him, and started to ride him, facing me. I went in to kiss her, and she kissed back, but when we moved away, she smiled, and just nodded no.

When I saw her cumming, that was my second time. It was flawless.

She got off, so he pushed me and just said "hop on".

I went for a cowgirl, wanting to face him, but he just showed me turn the other way around. So I was in a reverse cowgirl, trying to stay alive, when he announced that he is cumming. As I felt him spurt the seed in me, I came for the third time.

I was too drunk to remember how the rest of the night went, I recall feeling awkward, and that I got home really quickly. I thought this will be the end of our friendship, but, no.

She called me two or three days later, and flat out told me that they think that night was great, but both agreed that should never happened again, or it will influence our friendship.

And, I never felt weird nor strange after that, they both acted like nothing ever happened.

I masturbate to the memory of that night, at least once a week, and I wish, oh, how I wish, that such night can happen again.

But I know it wont. It has been five years.

Porn and sexual frustration made me crave incest. I'm a woman, by the way. This started years ago. I was 19 then and at home from college during a summer break. I was still a virgin at that point and I had only had one boyfriend, so of course I would spend most of my free time watching porn and masturbating. I never considered myself to be an attractive woman: I was 5'5 and weighed 260 pounds, with huge belly fat/fat rolls, double chin, sausage fingers, broad shoulders and very thick legs/cellulite. Well, I did have a big ass and tits (E-cup) to go with it too (duh) but that was about it. My mom, now in her 50s, has pretty much the same proportions/build, except she's a blonde and I'm a brunette.

The turning point was when I was watching that really nasty amateur porn video. Some fat blonde slut (even bigger than me, and 18 according to the video) with big tits and ass was being fucked, bareback, by a fat, hairy, middle-aged man with long thick dick. For some reason it really turned me on! I was fingering herself and rubbing my hard clit really fast. I was close to cumming and all of a sudden the girl starts moaning "Yes, daddy, harder, harder!" and "This is so wrong...but it feels so right" and "Incest... incest..." That took me aback, I had no idea it was i****t porn. It opened with them fucking abd then suddenly they start talking like that. And then I felt my heart beat really fast, my pussy clenching as a big, nasty glob of juices popped out and dripped down the chair. I thought about it and said Fuck it. I continued watching and fingered myself just as fast. Within few minutes I came hard. I felt so dirty and nasty afterwards. (I saved the video and I still masturbate to it from time to time, it is so hot.)

My dad came to my room that night. I know what you must be thinking LOL but he would always come to my room to give me a goodnight kiss. He always adored me. Needless to say, I'm an only child. But that night I felt this strange, sudden... thrill when he walked in. Then he leaned over and kissed my forehead, like he always did. Except this time my whole body felt flushed and my heart started beating faster. I could feel his scent and I shuddered... After he left, I couldn't sleep, I kept thinking about that, about him... I creamed my panties, my clit popped up... finally, I slid my hand down and enjoyed myself. I tried to just think about the porn I watched, but I soon started imagining my dad on top of me, pounding me hard... To paint a picture, my dad is a huge man, 6'3 and weighs over 350 pounds, works as a construction worker. Huge belly fat but with big, strong hands and tense, pronounced muscles in arms and chest. So the fantasy of him on top and fucking me hard was very exciting! I came to that fantasy and it was the best orgasm of my life. Then all the emotion overwhelmed me and I cried until I fell asleep. I honestly didn't know if I was crying because I was so ashamed of what I did, what I fantasized about, or because I knew it could never happen...

From that point on evety time my dad would come to my room at night I would get aroused. My imagination was running wild. Over time, I kind of started flirting with him. I couldn't help myself. Telling him how sweet he was and how I was lucky to have him. I would look him in the eyes when I knew he was about to give me a goodnight kiss and hold his gaze. But of course he never made a move. I once told him ('jokingly') he should get to the master's bedroom or mom might get suspicious. He just laughed it off. I was getting hornier by a day.

I actually went through my father's computer one day, while both he and mom were away. Bad idea... it only made things worse for me. Of course there was porn on it... of big, busty girls, some even bigger than me, most of them young women, my age (18-25). No dad-daughter stuff, but still... it waa like it... confirmed something... of course I got wet and ended up getting off to both my dad's porn and the fantasies of two of us together. I remained extremely horny and frustrated (even more than usual) for the rest of the day. I must have masturbated at least five times that day.

That lasted until I returned to college. After a while I would make sure to walk around him in a towel. I would take shower when I knew he would be around and then come out and pretend to look for something before coming to my room to get dressed. All flushed and wet, small towel barely covering my big boobs and round fat ass. I could feel my dad's eyes on my legs... tits... ass. I think I even saw him get hard at one point, his erection tenting his pants. I felt my clit throb when I saw that, my heart was beating so fast. He looked away quickly and didn't say anything. It made me feel so naughty... wanted. I would even do it when my mom was in the room with him. I couldn't help myself. But once again, he never made a move at me. I wished he would at least reach out to touch me... or kiss me... but he didn't. It made me very angry. But I still love him so much.

What to say in the end? That was ten years ago. I have graduated college, lost some weight but still a big girl. I have a good job and a great boyfriend that wants to fuck all the time. My parents are still happily married and all. But whenever I think about that summer and my dad, I get wet. Even writing this turned me the fuck on. No need to pleasure myself this time. I will simply go to my boyfriend in the bedroom and spread my legs. Sometimes I wonder, if I had never seen that porn and got turned on, would I have ever thought about my dear dad that way? Would our relationship still be innocent and pure? But it's too late now, I'm irreparably nasty and perverted. A lesson in there.

Jill was 42 then and stunningly attractive. She's 5'6" and weighs about 120 lbs. She's the mother of two grown children and seems to have retained, if not improved the figure of her youth. I've always considered her best feature to be her beautiful legs but she also sports a magnificent pair of 38 D's with large areolas and large succulent nipples. She has always been proud of her figure and has made a habit of tastefully showing it off. The sight of her long tan legs in a short skirt topped by those bountiful bouncing boobs is nothing less that salacious. She still turns heads wherever she goes. Men hit on her all the time and she is always flattered and gracious, even in response to the crudest approach.

On the big day, a Saturday, she went to the grocery store right after lunch to pick up a few things for the weekend. Her husband was out of town on business but she expected him home Sunday evening. She was wearing a short pleated skirt that fell about six inches above the knee, garter and hose, high black heels, and a tight stretch top without a bra. I should stress here that despite my description of her appearance she has the class and beauty to dress this way and still not look the slightest bit slutty. I can assure you that she was arousing plenty of attention, but most of her admirers took nothing more than a discreet look. One was a little bolder. Jill realized that a young Hispanic man was discretely following her around the store and she decided to have a little fun with him. When she caught him looking out of the corner of her eye she'd make a point of bending over a display case, and once, when he was behind her, she dropped something on the floor and bent over from the waist granting him, no doubt, a pretty good view of her stocking tops and garter.

He kept his distance in the store but caught up to her in the parking lot. She was not frightened because guys have hit on her frequently throughout her marriage and all of them had accepted her polite rejections. The young man introduced himself as Rudy and complimented her effusively on her appearance. Jill was flattered as usual, and as usual polite. He helped her with her groceries and asked her if she would go out with him and she responded that she might have taken him up on his offer if she wasn't happily married, but her husband frowned on her dating other men. He couldn't be brushed off so easily though, and assured her that her husband need not know. She again politely declined his offer and he seemed to accept his defeat graciously.

Jill had no idea that Rudy had followed her home from the parking lot until he walked into her garage while she was unloading groceries. He had parked his car around the block out of sight. Startled, she calmly asked him what he was doing there and told him he had to leave. She didn't get scared until he pushed the button to close the garage door and pulled out a knife.

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I have a confession. A very interesting thing happened to me on Friday night. My daughter, my soon to be ex (convinced my daughter is trying to patch things up between us) and I went to Atlantic City to the group Halestorm at the House of Blues. It was a standing only concert and was sold out. I'm not a big fan of standing concerts but I love Halestorm. Lzzy is amazingly talented and so fucking hot. She didn't disappoint that night either wearing a short leather top and super tight leather shorts pulled as high as possible and spiked heels (check youtube for Halestorm 9/6/13 there are some good vids posted there already) Anyway, I picked a good spot with a good view of the stage, a direct line to an ac vent overhead and a quick line to the bar on my left. I put my girls in front of me to keep the press of people off of them (I am a bouncer at a summer beach club and am pretty good at claiming my space in a crowd). The interesting thing is that a young 20 something kept brushing up against me. When she did I would look over at her. I actually thought she was younger because she was so petite, but she had a wristband on so I knew she was at least 21. This went on for a while with me getting a smile when I looked over at her. Then she said (shouted actually) in my ear, "I hope you don't mind. I love these guys and I'm probably goin to bump into you a lot." I told her it was just fine and that we are all here to have fun and not to worry about it. I had my hands in my pockets with my elbows out, a classic stance when you want to preserve you space and she was just behind me and to my left. Halestorm started a new song and Lzzy belted out their classic "I get off" (should be the theme song for motherless btw). Well my little 20 something liked that song and brushed up against me again. But I noticed that it was a little different this time. When I looked over she was intently looking at the stage but was overtly brushing her boobs against my elbow. Now I mentioned that it was a sellout crowd but there was clearly room for her to stand with out having contact with my arm. So, I moved slightly to give her a bit more room and she and her boobs followed. I looked over again and she was still raptly looking at the stage but was blushing now. Well now I'm a trooper and wanted her to enjoy the show so I pushed the elbow out toward her a little more and let her rub her sweet little tits as much as she wanted.

Between the next 2 songs I struck up a conversation. She told me it was her 4th time seeing Halestorm and that the following day she was following them to York,PA to see them again. She loved Lzzy's brother RJ, the drummer. During the rest of the show she kept up a running commentary during the quieter moments between songs. Then when the band played "I'm not that innocent" I shit you not, the boobs came back. God what fun, Lzzy Hale screaming out "I'm not that innocent" while a not so innocent rubbed her tits on my arm. I probably should have taken my hand out of my pocket and seen if there was any room in her tight white jeans but I didn't. I was enjoying myself just fine. When the show was over she didn't leave right away but chatted with me a bit more about the band. I told her, with a wink, to have fun at York the next day, she blushed again and said thanks and winked at me before walking off. My daughter saw us talking and was surprised that the girl had talked to me. I told her most of what the girl had told me about Halestorm and kept the rest to myself....until now. I need to go to more concerts.

I confess I have been on Omegle yesterday and I got tits: 3 pair.

The first was pretty nice, sexy teen girl from Australia,had her period so no pussy ...
The second girl was young and chubby but showed me her tits willingly, seemed to be pretty horny, but i disconnected cause she was annoying...
The third pair of boobs were the best. Okay the first girl was the hottest but I met 2 young teens from Russia. They told me they were lesbians. I rubbed my nipples and got to see one girls tits in exchange and for a quick look at my dick I got a long and passionated lesbian kiss. I came so hard.

By the way I also met other girls,one told I am the prettiest boy she ever saw on Omegle the another one I think fell in love with me. The latter is 10 years older than me and refused to show her tits so i also disconnected her (several times/she became annoying -.-)

now most of you think why dont I get to see naked girls on Omegle? Here is the answer:

I an 18 years old good looking and intelligent. You are old disgusting fuckers with the body shape of a bear and the head of a pig.

For my 30th birthday, my close friend (who is a masseuse) offered me a free as-long-as-I-want-massage and a dinner out wherever I want. I had never gotten a massage before, so I decided to take her up on her offer. She had an office that she works out of, but also had a table at her house.

She opened the door, and she was wearing a sun dress, without a bra. Now, her boobs arent huge, but she probably should have worn one with that outfit. She took me into the room and told me to undress and put a towel around myself and get on the table. She left the room, and I called her in when I was ready.

She started on my feet and worked her way up. She slid her hands under the towel and got pretty high up, but never actually directly touched any "private" areas. She massaged my ass through the towel, and continued up my back to my neck and head. The head rub felt great, probably the best part up to then.

She told me to flip over, so I carefully held onto the towel and rolled over. She started back down at my feet again. She was at the bottom of the table, and I had a great view of her cleavage as she bent over. She massaged my feet pretty aggressively, and I could see her boobs bouncing a bit.

I should stop here and briefly mention how we knew each other. She was my best friends ex-wife, and we have known each other for about 15 years. They dated at a very young age, married very young, and divorced a few years ago. They had a very messy divorce, and he moved out of the state so I was left to pick up the pieces. We became close, and we viewed each other as family. So finding myself staring at her chest made me feel a bit awkward.

So I eventually just laid my head back and stared at the ceiling, then closed my eyes. She started moving up my legs, and massaged pretty far up my thigh. My dick, being soft, was laying right on my stomach, and I was pretty sure she could see the outline, as she worked perfectly around it. She did my chest, my arms, and went up my face and did another head massage, then went back down towards my feet.

This time, when she got to my groin/thighs, I started to get hard. I didnt think it was noticeable, until she started to laugh. I opened my eyes and saw my dick was elevated, and the tip was poking out from the top of the towel. I said "oh my god, I am so sorry. I am so embarrassed." She assured me it happened more than I thought, and that she would just "work around it."

I shifted myself, to hopefully hide my dick back in the towel. But I ended up doing the opposite and even more started to show. She told me to relax, she wasn't looking at it. I told her that it felt uncomfortable and I was just trying to fix myself and the towel. She then surprised me by taking the edges of the towel (which were in front of me) and opening them. MY dick popped up, and I was so surprised I think i said something like "what the hell??"

She laughed and assured me it was no big deal. She explained that some of her clients have whipped out theirs during massages in hopes of a "happy ending," but she has refused every one of them. Cited something about her being a professional.

As she was talking to me and her hands started to go down towards my feet, I started to get soft. Then, she turned course and started going back up to my thighs and groin. She made a comment about my "penis being very persistent." I told her that I was sorry, and that I learned a valuable lesson about what I should "do" before a massage. She stopped massaging, looked at me, then at my dick, and said "this is the ONLY time I have EVER done this. Tell any of my clients, or anyone, and we are no longer friends."

I gave her a confused look, and she grabbed my dick in her hand and started to stroke. It wasnt gentle strokes, but long, hard, and fast strokes, like she wanted me to cum in record time. Her tits were bouncing like crazy. I was in the moment, and reached my hand up and felt her tits from the outside. Since she didnt react negatively, I slid the straps off her shoulders and pulled down on the dress. It fell down to her stomach, and now I could see her tits bouncing and swinging.

I pulled her one boob towards my face, and she shifted herself closer. I sucked on her tits, then pulled haer head in and started making out with her. It was probably the most gentle kissing I had ever had, which was weird in contrast to the violent way she was jerking my dick. But it was working, and I felt close to cumming. I think she heard me breathing heavy from my nose as we were making out, because she broke away and put her mouth on the head of my dick and jerked off until I came in her mouth. She swallowed, then finished going back down my leg and massaged my feet some more, with her tits still hanging out.

After my feet, she told me that the massage was ending now, as her one arm was pretty tired. She pulled her straps back up and I put my boxers on, and told her that we should just stay in and order food. We ended up fucking that night. Best birthday ever.

I’m a white man and my fiancée is East Indian and exotic. I love her and I would never do anything to jeopardize our relationship. But I’m attracted to my Fiancées 18yr old sister, and have been for a couple years.
She’s funny, snarky, and very intelligent. I can converse and debate with her on so many topics that have never really interested her older sister. and like her sister she’s very cute, petite and very exotic. She has a very tight body with a small bubble ass and tiny, round perky tits. I’ve seen her in only a towel and I’ve sometimes caught glimpses of her boobs as she never wears a bra when walking around the house in her pjs.
ive woken up from dreams of me taking her body, Tasting her and pounding into her young pussy. And i feel horrible about it. I love my girl, And will spend my life with her but I had to speak up, to tell someone as I can’t tell my fiancée.

I’m looking for a picture. It’s a pov young woman who is blushing and wearing a flannel shirt sitting at a table in a restaurant and the person taking the picture is holding their phone and it’s a photo of her flashing her boobs.

First time writter, long time lurker.

Last summer, I went to Rhodes with my sister. First time away on holiday without my family. It came to that, because the chance to go just came up, my husband could not go, due to work, so, I was really looking forward to it.

We were staying in this hotel close to the beach, and to the city, and city is amazing, first few nights we stayed really late, and, all in all, I felt like in heaven.

Due to our late stays, my sister would sleep late, and when at the seaside, I cant do that, so every morning, I went to the beach, near by. It had this secluded part, behind this rock formation, where I could tan, without crowd around me.

To be honest, I wanted to be topless, and tan equally, but I do not have a very positive view of my own body.

I am 40, married for over 15 years, still slim, but my breasts are not what they used to be, gravity is winning that battle, and there is body fat on my waist and thighs, so I am not happy when I look in the mirror, and I just do not feel confident to be seen topless - it is not about being shy, because I never was.

On the 2nd day, I realised that this secluded part of the beach was used as a wild nude beach, because two older couples came by, and got but naked. After seeing their bodies, I realised that I have got nothing to be ashamed of, and it felt comforting and nice.

Next day, this young boy came too, and positioned himself suspiciously close to me. I never took my bottom off, but I felt his attention towards me, even though there were few other people there as well. I tried not to look at his direction, by throwing just a few glimpses. He was turned my way, with a full on erection, that he wanted to act casual about. Then I noticed how young he is, 20, tops. I felt a chizzle down my spine.

I am not gonna lie, having the attention of a good looking, younger man, made wonders for my self esteem. Consciously or not (I told myself I just wanna tan), the next day, I was wearing a tongue. He was there again, only him, and a couple in their 60s on the other side of this little beach. He sat closer this time, and I felt a bit cheeky, so I tried to pose in a provocative way. My glimpses caught his erection, but this time, he was fiddling with it - adjusting it, dusting off sand etc.

I have no idea where I got the courage, but I turned on the side, facing him and just smiled at him, and got on my back.

I knew he was playing with himself, before I saw it, I just felt it. I could hear his breath getting heavy. Curiousity got the better of me, so once again I turned towards him, and looked down. He stopped, suddenly, twiched, because he probably got scared of my reaction. It was big, fully erect, and I was already horny as hell, so I said nothing, he smiled, I smiled back, and he continued. He was done within a minute. I saw he felt ashamed of himself afterwards, quickly gathered his things, and went off.

I thought I will never see him again, it just felt that way, and I was content. It was a peculiar feeling, I have had my summer "adventure", without doing anything stupid.

But, tomorrow, he was there, even close this time, practicaly besides me. But, the beach was packed, and the day after that, so we talked. Of course, I was the one to initiate the conversation, cause I have realised that he was a bit intimidated by my age. Nice boy, bad english, but I was still impressed for how long he could keep his erection, just by being besides me. I guess that is youth.

I was tempted to "think" about this ordeal, when I go back to our room, since all of it, the sun, the sexual tension, the suspense, made me pretty restless, but there never was a chance for it, and I, myself, am a bit complicated, when it comes to masturbation. I need piece, a certain mood, and it just wasnt there.

The following day, we were all alone. He was there before me. I chose to position myself right next to him, as my heart was pounding. I didnt wanna cheat on my hubby, I just enjoyed the rush of him being around me.

Since we were alone, he felt braver, and started touching himself, while talking to me. It was surreal. The first time, there was a 10m gap between us, but now, he was at a hands reach. And I reached. Hand job never hurt anyone, I thought. He started playing with my breasts, and I guess he felt I was a bit reluctant.

"Your boobs are pretty"

My weakest point. I dont know if he was smooth about it, or it was just me being arroused, but the next thing you know, I was on him, with my breast squised around his hard penis, going up and down.

And as I felt he was about to climax, it just dawned on me what I was doing. I got up, like something bit me, and just got back on my towel, and turned the other way. I am not gonna do it, my husband doesnt deserve this, what a hell am I doing.

I should have just left, but I am not sure that subconsciously, I wanted to. Sure enough, he was behind me, pressing himself on my bottom, I felt him. He moved my bottom to the side, and just went in, in this, spooning position.

It only took few strokes for him, fast and hard strokes, but still, after just a few, he got out, and finished on my ass. I got on my stomach, as he was rubbing it in on my ass and thighs, like a lotion. I wanted his fingers to go down there, I wanted mine to go down there...

But they didnt. He just got besides me, and started talking in his crooked English.

I didnt get the satisfaction that day, nor for the next few days. He was there, but the place was crowded, so we just talked.

Guilt got the better of me, after I came back home, and I felt really bad for doing all that, so I have supressed it, until now.

As a dedicated erotic story reader, I never imagined I will have the guts to confess mine.

I just turned 35 and have something I need to confess.I Actually probably have much more than this one post but this is where I'll start. The summer after I graduated High School I started working for my Grandad at his gas station. It was still full service back in the late 90's and it worked around my upcoming college class schedule.

My Aunt Ginger ran it for my grandad as his health was not that great and he was getting on up in years. She was 48 and I was 18. She had been the focus off many jerk off sessions in my teen years. She still had blonde hair,not sure if she dyed it, and was in great shape. She swam,ran and worked out constantly,in talking to my mom I found out her husband at the time and soon to be ex was a total piece of shit. He cheated on her constantly and was abusive mentally and physically.

At this time they were separated but probably still fucking bc he would be at her house a few nights a week.Her only child,my older cousin, was five years older than me and was in the armed services and was in town before going on a deployment for 6 months. After work Friday she asked if my sister,her boyfriend and I wanted to come cookout Saturday night we said sure. I had to work Saturday but got off at 6 and headed over there. When I got there you could tell everybody already had a few to drink and where lounging in and around the pool. My drunk Aunt who was normally reserved told me to grab a beer and get my swim trunks and get in the pool. I ran inside changed and came on out. She was laying out on a raft in the middle of the pool. She said come on in the water is fine.I dove in beer in hand and swam to her to put it on her raft. Coming out of the water I almost choked. Her raft spun and I came up at the foot of it and found myself staring right at her crotch. For some reason her suit was sitting wrong and the edge of the suit on one side was right up between her pussy lips. "You gonna drown" I heard my uncle shout from the grill,snapping me back in to reality. "Yep I'm ok just sucked in some water"I yelled back. My aunt asked if I could push her raft to the steps so she could get out. I obliged and got to the side and pushed it the 20 ft to the shallow end steps. When we got there she rubbed my head like a puppy then kissed me on the check and said you were always my favorite nephew. I said gee thanks considering my other cousin was total douche and spoiled brat and everyone hated him. As she got out she did that thing woman do when they get out of water and adjusted her bikini bottoms. I tried to catch a sneak peak but only got to see some ass cheek.

About 5 minutes later my uncle calls out the food is ready and my cousin,sister, and her bf wake up and we all head in side.By this time my aunt had changed in to some running shorts and a tank top. She was refilling her wine glass and fixing her plate when my uncle said something shitty aboout how much food she had on her plate. I was known to be a smart ass and patted my uncles belly and said like you have any room to talk. I turned to my aunt and said he's just jealous of your girlish figure and wishes he could still wear a bikini. Everybody laughed and we ate and drank and chilled out. Aunt Ginger finished off a bottle of whatever wine and said she was going to bed. Uncle Bill was passed out on the couch and the rest of us went to different guest rooms and passed out for the night. About 4 am I woke up with a raging hard on and the feeling I was going to piss all over myself. the house was pitch black and was still very drunk. I felt my way down the hall and found the guest bathroom to which the wonderful sounds of my sister's bf vomittting coming through the door. There was only one other bathroom up stairs and that was the master. The door was cracked open and I tried to be careful but the raging piss being barely held back was the only think I cared about. I opened the bathroom and flipped on the light and closed the door behind. To anyones that had to piss with a hard on it's not easy. I did my best to hit the toilet but i'm pretty sure most of it was anywhere but. As I was shaking the last of the piss out the door start to open and my Aunt goes Bill are you Ok? I pause not knowing what to do and for some reason turn towards her dick straight in the air and before I can say a word she says come to bed you know how horny wine makes me and opens the door wide open in nothing but her panties. Our eyes meet then she stares at my dick while I'm starring at her boobs. She's goes Oh My Good Jake I'm so sorry. I finally get my shorts up and run out while she is diving back in her bed.

The next morning everyone sleeps in but I get up first and head downstairs. I see Uncle Bill tried to get to his bedroom but fell at the top stairs and passed out again and even looked like he pissed his pants. I head to the kitchen and grab some Orange juice before I head outside and dive in the pool to clear my head. I swim a few laps before I get out.As I'm coming up the ladder I look up and my aunt has been sitting there watching me. She's chilling, drinking some coffee and asks me how feel. I told her my head is ringing but I'll be ok. She says so about last night and I tell her that Clay was throwing up and I had to piss and start to ramble. She says don't sweat it, it will be our little secret. I say works for me and we gone in about the time everyone is waking up and cook breakfast then aftewrads I head home.

Monday I get to work and she is already gone and this goes on everyday until Thursday. Thursday I come in and the older man that works there had come in as well. He says your Aunt called me in and said to call have you call her when you got here. I call her up and she says I need some work down at my house come on over. I get there knock on the door and no one answers. The door is unlocked so I open it and hollar out Hello. She yells down upstairs Jake. Not knowing what was happening and having read one to many penthouse forums I start to think it's about to go down. I head upstairs and call out Aunt Ginger and she says in the bedroom Honey. I walk in hoping for my Aunt naked but find her in overalls and a head band cleaning out her closets. She is throwing all of my uncles stuff in boxes and just cramming it in there then duct taping the shit out of it. I ask her whats up and she tells me that she told Uncle Bill they were done this time. Come to find out that weekend they were going to reconcile and she was going to let him move back home. Sunday my cousin overheard his dad talking on the phone to his girlfriend after we all left telling her he was out of town and would be back tonight. My cousin confronted him and broke his dad's nose when his dad told him to mind his own fucking business. So my Aunt had been busy getting an attorney and restraining orders. I told her she seemed pretty upbeat considering she was getting a divorce. She says it feels like a 1000 lb weight has been lifted and I feel free again. So we work and laugh and pack all his stuff up and put it outside in the garage for him to pick up while she's at work the next day. It's kind of late and she says go get some food and come back my treat for being so helpful. She hands me $50 and I head to the chinese place down the street. When I get back she is in the den on the couch listening to what had to of been Kenny G or some shit. She had lit some candles and turned the lights down some and had poured a glass of wine. She said grab a beer and join me. I walked in and she was wearing some running shorts and over size t shirt. Nothing really sexy about it except the way she was sitting I could see up her shorts enough to see her black lace panties. She patted the spot next to her and said sit down. I plopped down and passed her a container of sweet and sour chicken and some chopsticks and we just ate and talked about the assholes we deal with everyday at work. The more she drank the more touchy she got. Rubbing my legs,touching my hair,and pushing me like she was a 16 yr girl. She asks about my gf and I tell her we broke up a few weeks back bc she was going away to school and it was stupid to try to make it work. She said well as handsome as you are you will be fine. You have become such a good looking young man and really grown in to your big head. As a kid my head was huge luckily I was 6'4 by then and it was normal. She then goes your cock has really grown to since the days when you used to spend the night and run around naked when you were supposed to be putting your pajamas on. I choked on my beer and said "what" she says "I'm just playing with you Jake,lighten up you aren't the only one who can be a smart ass." I laugh and tell her that I'm glad she left Bill bc he was a dick. She agreed then said "crash on the couch or in one of the guest rooms,you've had to much to drink and your mom would kill me if I let you drive." I wake up the next morning about 9am find a note on the fridge. Don't come in to work today I have your shift covered,I need some work done at the house. Chill out the house is yours i'll be back by 2.

I eat breakfast then decide if I want to shower or take a bath in her big jacuzzi tub. I throw my underwear in the washer and grab some of my cousins shorts and T shirt and head up stairs. I turn on the jacuzzi and start to look for a towel. Nothing under the sink so I open the closet and they are sitting there on a shelf. I grab one and go to walk out when a laundry basket in the corner grabs my eye. I look and see a pair of panties on top. I walk over pick them up and immediately smell them. My cock instantly sprang to life. They were the ones she had on the day before working the house and smelled like it. I looked around and found some baby oil and started to go to work. It was the greatest thing I ever smelled and I just had to taste them. I started to lick the crotch and could taste her all over them. My the time I was done jacking off the smell and taste were gone and I was dizzy with lust. I jumped in the tub and just relaxed for about hour it seemed. I got out and went and watched TV. Nothing good was on so I started looking through her movies to find something. My cousin liked all the good comedies like Airplaneand Caddyshack so I knew there would be something. In the very back I found one blank VHS tape and put it in the VCR. Figuring it could be one of Bill's porn tapes I hoped it would be something good. It starts off it was just an old copy of some shitty 90's TV show. I fast forwarded a little and the show went black for a minute then it's my Aunt's bedroom. She's laying on the bed talking on the phone. After a minute I realize she is talking to Uncle Bill and they are having phone sex.He is on speaker and she is recording it for him. She is very shy you can tell and nothing very dirty per se. He has her finger her pussy spread eagle then has her get on all fours and tells her to spread her ass cheeks. She says"Bill you know I don't like that." He begs her and she finally relents.She gets on all fours and spreads her ass wide and she fingering her snatch and tells her to slide a finger in her ass. She sticks one in her mouth and moistens it before she slowly inserts it in her ass. Before long she is face down in the bed 2 fingers in her ass the other hand going back and forth between her clit and fingering herself. She gets more wild then you can tell she is having an orgasm. She calms down rolls over and he tells her goodnight then she comes to the camera and kisses then lens and says I love you Honey. The date was from 1991. I fast forwarded to see if anything else was on there but nothing other than shitty TV shows.

(to be continued)

Camille came to work with me one day, a few months after we’d met. It was ladder work, which is why she wanted to come. I work alone mostly. And she likes being up on the ladder. I built a business taking care of people’s homes. When people ask me what I do for work, that’s what I tell them, I take care of people’s homes, but the real answer is so much more. On this day with Cam we’d be scraping window trim. But the next day is car transportation to and from the airport. And the day after is finding and fixing a small leak, but most likely replacing the dishwasher, and then repairing the flooring from the damage. Oh, and then I have to pick up clothes from a customer and allocate them elsewhere, but not before rebuilding a screen door and making and installing shelves for a local coffee shop. But on this day we’ll be on ladders scraping window trim. Which is why Cam wanted to come.

Cam stepped out of the bedroom that morning into the hall as I was exiting the bathroom. “How does this look?” She asked me. Referring to the outfit she chose to wear to work that day, she showcased it with an impromptu hallway-width catwalk turn. Unbelievable, I told her. “It’s not too long?” She asked. Referring to her skirt. Seems just right to me. Oh, good! She replied excitedly with a short hop and tail wiggle as she proceeded back into the bedroom to finish ablutions.

Camille is a short girl at five foot even, and very petite. She’s young and pretty with striking blue eyes and shoulder length dirty-blonde hair. But what attracted me to her most was and still is her playfulness. Cam doesn’t tend to take things too seriously, which I’m working on myself. Where I would maybe think far too long about something that simply doesn’t matter, Cam just goes for it and calls me a silly goose. And she’s got this ability to surprise me every time. Less so now as we’ve been together for sometime. But still from time to time she gets me. Like every day really. And to my weaning dismay, tending toward total approval to the point of following suit, ninety percent of the time her playfulness is sexual in nature, or rooted in some sort of sexual connotation. Sexual, kinky, naughty, taboo, and sometimes just downright filthy, she’s one hundred percent comfortable with her body, expressing herself sexually, speaking her mind, and she doesn’t wince easily. She’s a free flowing form of one hundred percent woman. She’s nice, she’s thoughtful, caring, loving, and an overtly naughty sex crazed being. Who wouldn’t love that.

For example: Now this is an extreme case, but it gives insight into who she is. Now let it be known, neither of us have a desire to play in this way, but Cam always jokes around in an attempt to push the boundaries, my buttons, and get me to loosen up more and more. SO we’re walking down the road one day and (Oh, God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this. Okay here goes.) So we’re walking down the road and I noticed some dried dog poop. I grabbed her and said, “Look out for the poop. Don’t step in it.” So she says to me, and I quote, “Dare me to lick it?” I’m like, Good Lord girl, no! “What’s the big deal? It’s just poop.” She told me. Question asked, question answered. - Now I need to tell you before I lose you here, this story is not about poop. I promise you. This is just an indicator into who she is. So Cam proceeds to get on her hands and knees, on the side of a fairly well trafficked road, and egg me on. And to boot, and I guess this is pertinent information, Cam doesn’t exactly believe in wearing underwear. I mean, she will if no other clothing is covering it. At which point she calls it outerwear. But if she’s wearing even the shortest of dresses or skirts, any other accompanying garments are out of the question. So there she is, this young, pretty, sexy thing, bent over on the side of a public road, her ass clearly visible to anyone who happens to pass by, daring me to dare her to lick dog poop. And if I say something such as referring to the fact that someone might see her. Her only reply ever is always in the vein of, let them see, somebody's gotta make the world a better place. It’s not that she wants people to see, or even goes out of her way to ensure that they do. But Cam is just being Cam, and what happens, happens. I aspire to her nature of play and carefreeness, especially when it comes to sex, or simply expressing myself. I’m getting there, and I’m becoming less reserved about it. That’s why I’m writing this. I told her I would.

Oh, good lord, she just came through the room, or pranced through is more like it. Panties on her head, and a bra around her crotch area. “Is this how you wear them, David?” She asked me. Um, no, but getting closer!

So we’re off to work. Now this is a real job with real work that needs to get done. Cam is a hard fucking worker too. Bright, intelligent, intuitive when it comes to getting shit done. What needs doing, where, when, how; all the things. This isn’t just play time. Or I should say, this isn’t solely play time. But as Cam says, most time is an opportunity for play time.

So we get to this house and Cam and I begin setting up for our day. Occasionally people are shuffling by. It’s a friendly town. We wave, they wave, we say hi, and so on. We get the ladders set up, the music going, and all we need is a tarp and some scrapers and we’re off. This is a mountain ski resort town in Colorado, so It’s a beautiful day. And increasingly so, the people in these towns, whether they be tourists or locals, dress more like they are on a beach in Southern California rather than at nine thousand feet. But the weather is conducive, so the attire is, shall we say, nice to look at because there’s less and less of it. Or as Cam points out to me, “she’s hot.” So despite what Cam is wearing, it really draws little to no attention specifically to her. Despite the fact that, “she’s hot too.” If you take notice, you take notice, but a short skirt is par for the course here. So up the ladder she goes.

No panties on, the view from below was, how shall I say this, enjoyable to say the least. And improved my typical workday by severfold. I’m being modest. It was fucking incredible. I’m a grateful guy in general, but this was like, “okay, I’m not sure how I conjured this into my life, but I’ll take it all day long!” She liked it, she knew it, she wanted it, but most of all, she enjoyed that I liked it. And liked it, I did. So much so in fact that I could hardly keep my hand off myself. In fact, the only time I did remove my hand was to take pictures and videos that we looked at together later. I’ll share one with you here.

Now I haven’t told you a story so far, rather, just something that happened. Setting up the scene so to speak. But what would a scene be without a story? I’ve told you about me. I’ve told you about my kinky little girlfriend. But what I haven’t told you might make your head explode. In the best way, of course. At least it made mine. But I’m vanilla, or so I think. I don’t know. You be the judge. But hang tight, it’s about to get good.

So we’d brought two ladders and set both of them up, but Cam insisted I be the ground person. Or that one of us only be on one ladder at a time. Because what I haven’t told you yet is that now it was my turn, and Cam made me wear very revealing shorts to work too. One of the ways we connected when we’d first met was our mutual dislike for wearing underwear. For me, when I was a teenager I stopped wearing briefs because I was chubby, and they were just uncomfortable. I tried boxers but still to this day I don’t know how people wear those things. They’re just so uncomfortable. So since I was fifteen years old - I’m forty-six now - I haven’t worn a pair of underwear one day. And Cam loved that. Easy access to the flopping penis, she tells me, is a wonderful thing for a girl like me.

So although rather uneventful in my estimation, Cam insisted that up the ladder you go, sir. Yes ma’am. So there I was, a dangling participle revealed for her viewing. And viewed, she did, with camera and all. That iPhone has an amazing zoom, she told me. Talk about uncomfortable. Cam would yell things below as people would pass by. “Throw down the hammer, David?!” Oh good lord. “”Hey, yur lookin’ good up there!” And, “David, do you need me to hold anything for you?” And, “Hey David, I think your balls are hanging out!” Some of her comments weren’t designed for cleverness, rather to provoke the passersby and embarrass me. It’s astounding what people don’t notice. I’m on a ladder with my giant old balls hanging from my tiny red shorts one block off of Main St. and no one notices even when she points them out. The irony being you know that if I were doing that and Cam wasn’t there…

I would throw comments up to her too in an attempt to out embarrass her. As if that were possible. I wasn’t quite as good at it though, and all I’d accomplish was to make her laugh. Which was awesome, but not what I was going for. “Hey lady, the moon is out!” Or, “I see you missed a spot!” I don’t even know what that one means. All Cam had to do was reference caulk all day. For me it was a bit more challenging. I either went from not making any sense at all to just embarrassing myself with all I was yelling up to her. “I see your butt!” And queue the disgusted look from the speed walker passing by. “Cam, I’m really not good at this, love!” She was literally crying from laughter at my stupid comments. And luckily she saved me by yelling out to the speed walker. Something to the effect of, “It’s okay, he’s a little retarded, but he’s got a nice penis!” Forgoing the caulk reference completely. The lady’s look turned from one of disdain to a crooked smirk very quickly. But then I got a good one in. “Hey Cam, I see a crack, do you want me to fill it in with my big white caulk?” Okay, when I say a good one, I mean a less retarded one. I know, we’re not supposed to use that word. But I don’t think mentally handicapped people meant, abolish the word completely. They themselves just don’t want to be called retarded. But me? I’ll take a little degradation. It’s fun for sex! And sex we did!

Cam’s skirt, per the way she liked it, would be pulled up high enough to where if you looked closely enough you could see her vagina. I know! Huh, funny. Cam and I are having a back and forth right now. When I type sometimes I speak it out loud. She loves that I’m writing this, but she’s correcting my sexual vernacular as I go. She wants me to call it a see-you-next-tuesday. No, she says. Arg! A cunt! It’s a cunt. Some people have vagina’s. Hers growls! Cam just growled at me. Lol. Anyway! The way she likes to wear her clothes is if someone’s going to notice, then let them. It’s such an interesting thing to witness though. Most people actually don’t. And the ones who do pretend they don’t. She’s not trying to cause anyone alarm or discomfort, and like I said, her attire actually blends in, but she is who she is and she enjoys pushing boundaries in herself. That’s what I love about her. Plus it doesn’t hurt that she’s stunning to look at for me. A very unassuming girl. And don’t get me wrong, it’s not as though she flaunts her vagi…cunt, but if that skirt flops just the right way as a set of eyes just happens upon a glance down there, you’re gonna pussy. She’s now telling me to call it her Baby-Boo. Oh, sorry. My Baby-Boo. Baby-Boo Cunt Muffin Sandwich. I don’t really know what that means but it all checks out to me! Now she’s trying to get in here to type. H afgd sh 78 39n87gdfs

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Good lord. She wants me to tell you what her cunt muffin looks like. Okay, I’m just gonna involve you on all the back and forth that’s going on here. Yes, I will tell them it’s young. Cam is twenty-three years old. We met a year ago. She moved in six months later. She does the dishes naked. She goes to the bathroom with the door open. She pees in the shower. She licks me everywhere. She calls her tits bumps because she says she doesn’t have any. They’re not boobs, they’re bumps. I personally love them. She’s now blushing. Wow, that’s a new one. And, yes, dear, her vagina is that of a seventeen year old hairless Mexican Chihuahua. I think those are two breeds mixed into one. She’s just being silly now. It looks like one of those pumped pussy’s. We watch a lot of porn together. Pumped pussy is actually quite hot. Hers looks like a hotdog bun. She’s telling me to tell you this. I personally think it’s more the length of a hotdog bun, and looks like a shaven pumped pussy. Cunt-Muffin, sorry. Anyway, It’s long and bald and quite puffy. And it jiggles when you smack it. But I’m not kidding, it’s really long. Like all the way from normal clit positioning to her asshole. She’s giggling now. Which brings me back to my point. If Cam bends over in public, game over. There it is. She’s telling me to call it her pussy.

Wait, so your vagina is your cunt and your asshole is your pussy?
Correct.
So what’s your mouth then?
You know what my mouth is!
Oh good lord. Okay, we won’t get into that. She wants me to tell you.
Tell them how you pee-pee in me.
Dear Reader, actually, you know what, this brings me right back to the story.
Yay, she says.
Okay, so.

We’re on the ladder. No, she’s on the ladder. She’s got me flustered now. Cam is on the ladder and she says she’s got to pee. Now I never know what to expect from this girl, but I know, it’s typically never what I thought. Because when I expect a torrent of piss to come flooding down from above, no. Instead what she does is pee into her empty coffee mug on the window ledge and hand it to me. Naturally I say, what now? Whatever you like, dear. What do I like, I wonder. I’m sure she’s wanting me to drink it. And honestly, it didn’t bother me all that much. But what I really wanted to do was shock her. Show her that all is not lost and I am learning to misbehave. So I dipped my cock head in and filled it to the brim. Took a sip and climbed it back to her. Okay, that was hot, she told me. But Cam being Cam, she finished it in several gulps, put the mug down and continued scraping. “You just drank piss,” I told her! To which she responded, It’s hot up here, and kept scraping. That was our first experience drinking from each other, it came out of nowhere, and it got me like nothing ever has before. I was instantly hooked. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen a woman do. It spoke to me sexually in a way nothing ever had before. It was almost addictive to the point of definitely wanting to explore it more rather than less. And we explored. We are exploring now as I type this. Now it seems all we do is drink each other's piss. Which I gotta tell you, it’s the last thing I thought I’d ever do, (to drink and be drunk from) but the thing I’m enjoying the most. It’s intoxicating in a way I cannot quite sum up in words. Cam says, try it! You’ll like it or you won’t. Cam says make sure you drink lots of water. I agree. Drink lots of water if you’re going to piss in your girlfriend’s mouth, and vice-versa. But we drink so much pee that it’s hardly even sexual anymore. Cam says, “turns me on!” I agree, it turns me on too. But it’s more utilitarian at this point. We spend a ton of time together. That’s not to say we don’t spend time apart, but we’ve learned to love and more so, accept each other as is, so it’s fun. We can just be who we are with each other. And who we are has turned out to be a pee drinking couple, among other things. And we drink a lot of pee. We literally just drink from each other all the time. I don’t use the toilet anymore. And neither does she. We either pee in each other, on each other, in glasses or on ourselves. To which Cam just made slurping noises with her tongue out. Oh Good Lord. Okay I’m getting turned on now.

We share a lot. We’re both artists, we enjoy similar things such as peeing in the shower. I’m joking, not joking. But I think my point is that we enjoy being apart just as much as we enjoy being together. Because we enjoy what we do separately too. So when we come together, it’s from full and enjoyable lives that we love. But pee, right. It’s utilitarian at this point, but no less hot. We just pee anywhere all the time. Sometimes even without provocation or foresite. We’ll just be walking along the road and there’s piss running down Cam’s leg. Or I will pee my shorts while sitting across from her drinking our morning coffee in the garden. But most often we’re drinking it. I’ve drank so much of this girl’s pee I hardly drink anything more. And even when I’m drinking other things, Cam pees in them for me, and I in hers. But I think our favorite is directly in our mouths. And there’s no asking anymore. I got over that months ago. I just pee. No asking, no wishy-washy, just simply pee.

Despite popular belief, when you drink water, pee tastes like water. We’re both healthy, active, relatively fit people. So nothing weird there, like no weird taste or disease or anything like that. It’s just pee! And I like pee. Cam likes it too. Even once, okay now bare with me. We pee’d each other’s clothes. As in, soaked them through. Now even though you might think this is getting weird, or, weird sailed long ago, it’s our thing and we enjoy it. But clothes soaked through, they then hung out to dry until we were ready to wear them out. I think you know where I’m going with this. Yes we wore pissed dry clothes in public. Cam just chuckled to herself. Yes, honey, I know. Cam likes the smell, but I don’t really think it does. Or if it does I guess I like it too. It’s just kind of nice in this crazy world to have a secret in plain site like that. We have friends, jobs, dreams, aspirations, family, all of it. But at the end of the day we enjoy the piss. Cam calls it piss more than me. I say pee. Dick wine. Bladder nectar. She’s giving me these names now. Urethra juice. She’s asking me to tell you what I use her mouth as. I’d argue but…it’s my urinal. Her mouth is my urinal. My colastami sack. My toilet bowl. Okay I’m done now.

So Cam is telling me to tell you other things but I think I’ll save that for another story. I have to admit, this was fun, and cathartic. She’s my catheter, she says. Okay, we’re gonna go now. Cam says please try drinking pee and that it’s good for you to try new things. She’s waving, bye. Okay, until next time. Pee you later! Bye!!! Bye!

ok so i had logged onto motherless a weeek back and saw this amazing self shot strip video of an asian chick... in the commments some1 mentioned her photobucket id and with that a website which has tons of hacked photobucket ids which can be searched via userid or categories... no i forgot to save the link of that site... i think it started with F or S and was a short name... it had categories like pregnant, too young for big boobs, video slut to name a few... can anyone give me the name of that site? Thanks in advance

When I was young I used to grope my sister's(very much older than me) boobs in sleep, feeling them through the pjs in the middle of night. I would time the squeezing of my hand to the inhalation of breaths so that there wouldn't be too much pressure that'd wake her up. Sometimes i'd feel the the nipple get hard telling me that she knew about it sometimes. Also, few times I tried that with my mouth and had been successful for some seconds without letting her release my little adventures a night. share if u had experiences like that.

I used to have a video in my favorites section that disappeared (like oh so many do) and I really want to find it, but I haven't seen it in what feels like years.I remember the video was something like 30-40 minutes long, had a young girl with blonde hair, maybe glasses. For a lot of the vid she was topless with a pink skirt. The lighting had a pretty yellowish tint to it. She had a kind of nerdy look to her I think, pretty big boobs, maybe kinda big herself but by no means chubby or fat. At some point she does a headstand.

Sorry it's a pretty garbage description and a long shot but fuckkkk I just wanna see that vid again

Long long ago I saw a video with two young girls on chatroulette. I remember it as one of them were wearing a pink top and the other a grey top, they both wore little black shorts. I actually think that they wore two bras for push-up.
They were chatting with that Justin Bieber-looking boy fake chat video.
I think that they mostly ran around, like most giggly girls would do. At the end of the video they flashed their boobs.

Big boobs on young teen...

Any horny young big boobs , always masterbating female ( 20-30)  who loves being a Anal & Throat slave for a Black Man?

express yourself sexually to a black Daddy 

I wrote a KotH fan fic years ago then forgot about it. Just added a part 2. Enjoy!

Nights in Arlen
A KotH sex story
By: null

It was about 9:30 PM on a Tuesday night in Arlen, TX. Luanne Platter and her friend Jaime are sat on Jaime’s 2nd floor apartment balcony. Not a big place at all but Jaime kept it clean and welcoming. Hot but with a nice breeze blowing, the two of them are in shorts and sneakers. Luanne decided on a black bra and white tank top for her visit. Jaime’s was the last place on earth where Luanne felt comfortable and somewhat normal. Jaime has on a hoody but her D breasts are not easily stashed away.

“It’s getting late Jaime… I have to go soon” said Luanne as she tapped out another cigarette from her friends pack, her 3rd that hour.
“Do you want to go to Sugarfoots tomorrow? I’ll give you a ride. I definitely saw a ‘help wanted’ sign. They would hire you in a second!” said Jaime, Luanne’s friend of a few years. Not as pretty as Luanne but built the same way and on par mentally.
“I don’t know. I guess. I hate waiting tables. It’s like being a servant. You have to be happy when you’re really not.”
Luanne was visibly troubled and her friend was getting worried. Luanne had been broken up with Lucky for two months. Even before her and Lucky hit the rough patch that led to their parting ways her attitude had been different. Not the happy, blissfully clueless, piece of southern thickness those who know her have come to expect and love. These last few months she’s always seemed preoccupied and when questioned dismissive and distant.
“Luanne, what’s wrong? You’re not being Luanne. Are you still hung up on Lucky?” asked Jaime.
“I don’t want to talk about it, Jaime.”
Jaime grew worried and decided to change the subject.
“So do you want to go to Luke’s Saturday night? He and his friends are crazy! We need to just wear next to nothing, go there, and show off. Then leave early. They’ll be so about us then we’ll just leave!” Jaime envisioned their victory and laughed. Her chest bouncing as she didn’t have any support on.
“I don’t know, maybe.” Luanne responded, blankly, as she finished another of her friend’s cigarettes.
Jaime was sure a wild night of flirting and showing off followed by an abrupt departure would be just what Luanne needed to get her back on the right track. She felt accomplished already. In the way that she and Luanne’s type often do as they envision their future through rose colored glasses.
“Alright, I gotta go. So you can give me a ride tomorrow?” asked Luanne, with a curious increase in vocal energy that Jaime could not explain.
“Anytime, just call. I’m off all day.”
Luanne made eye contact with Jaime for the first time in 15 minutes.
“You’re the best” said Luanne.
Jaime felt sad at that moment. It confused her as this small compliment should have lit her up. It didn’t and it was the way Luanne said it. As if it meant something more than a simple thank you. She stood up and squeezed Luanne tight. Their breasts each flowing outward as they tried to escape the pressure of the embrace.
“I love you girl… you know that right?” asked Jaime.
“Yea, I love you too Jaime. Mind if I take a cig for my walk home?”
“Take them. I have a carton in the fridge.”
“Thanks” Luanne responded, relieved. She squeezed back to equal Jaime’s embrace.

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As Luanne walked home one thought, and one thought alone, was dominating her. She literally had to shake her head once in an attempt to push it away. The wind was calmer now. It was summer so kids were out playing hide and go seek. She saw a young boy find and start chasing a younger girl. The young girl was laughing uncontrollably as the boy tackled her onto the grass. Luanne was struck with a profound feeling of nostalgia. As she watched her steps she reminisced on her summer nights as a young girl running from boys. She tossed a cigarette butt into a drain. She crossed her arms under her breasts and her cleavage grew. The good memories of summers past were distorted then gone, replaced by a knot in her stomach. She had begun to hate her body. She hated that her breasts were so big. At one time they were such a source of confidence and pride. Now they disgusted her. As she thought about this she almost wanted to uncross her arms as she could not even stand indirectly touching them. She hated her golden blonde hair. A feature all of her girlfriends constantly said they wished they could have. “You can fucking have it” she thought. Anymore she just wore it in a lazy pony-tail. She hated her thick, round, protruding ass. Something most girls would hate but she loved once upon a time. An asset guys in her area were most keen on. She knew what she had and she flaunted it. Now, it was most decidedly a hate filled relationship. With her chest she could cover up, which she did when she was anywhere but at Jaime’s. But with her ass there was nothing she could do. All of her clothes were what they were. Short, tight, or revealing. In most cases all of the above. As she thought about her wardrobe she began to hate the girl she used to be. This caused her to tear up a little as the thought of hating ones younger and more innocent self is tremendously complicated and confusing. Luanne would never think on that sort of ‘meta’ level but she did know what she felt and it was weird. As she turned down the alley behind Rainy Street her steady pace was significantly slowed as her eyes met the yellow walls of the Hill residence off in the distance. Red truck parked in the driveway. For a second all thoughts and feelings were absent as if she were a deer in headlights. Slowly a feeling of dread surrounded her. She had been down this alley hundreds of times. If she had any talent in her hands she could draw it from memory. That said, for the past few months it has felt absolutely alien to her. She tightened the cross under her pale, ample boobs and began the final trek home. She was sick to her stomach now. She felt sweat beginning to accrue on her forehead. Her jaw was tight. Her hands were clenched. This all became apparent at once as she landed her first step on the driveway.
“Luanne!”
She felt as if she was hit on the back of her head as all the feeling of the past minute was instantly gone.
“Luanne look!”
She turned and looked towards the sound of her name. Bobby and Joseph were running toward her. Bobby was holding something in his hands.
“Bobby, what?” Luanne called out half in a daze having come from the mind state she was in.
“It’s a frog we found down by the Johnsons pond. Look how big it is!” Bobby cried.
Bobby and Joseph arrived at where Luanne was standing sweating and dirty. In Bobby’s hands was a rather massive green frog.
“Bobby that’s gross” Luanne said half aware.
“Do you think Dad will let it in the house?”
Luanne felt a quick jolt of electricity shoot from her head to her toes when Bobby mentioned him.
“I don’t know Bobby. Maybe you should let Joseph keep it tonight and find out in the morning. He might be sleeping” Said Luanne with ulterior motives for keeping him unbothered if at all possible.
Suddenly aware that he’s been mentioned by Luanne Joseph’s gaze was broken away from her thick round ass.
“Yea, my dad won’t care!” he stammered trying not to lose the image of Luanne’s deeply defined ass crack and underwear lines in her tight red cotton shorts.
“OK, Joseph. We can keep it at your house. But if my dad says it’s OK he’s moving in tomorrow! Now come on your mom got us hot pockets for the sleep over!” Bobby cried.
They both ran off towards Dale’s house. Joseph clumsily looking back at Luanne then disappearing behind his dads minivan. Luanne felt sick again as a result of seeing the dead insect on Dales truck. “He’s gross” she thought as she considered the type of guy who would have that on his truck. Then she turned and walked towards the sliding glass doors. Now sick to her stomach for another reason.

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The light were on but nobody was in the kitchen. The thought had occurred to her to rip one final cigarette before she went in but at this point was numb and plus Aunt Peggy didn’t want her sneaking cigarettes in the back yard anymore. The numbness was slightly lessened at the thought of Aunt Peggy. Basically Luanne’s mom now she felt close to her but more on a friendship level. She thought Aunt Peggy was one of the most intelligent people in the world even though most of the world thought, while friendly in her own way, she was an over confident windbag. Suddenly Luanne became aware she was standing at the sliding glass door looking into the house but unable to open the door. She was temporarily frozen in time as she neither wanted to go in nor continue to stand there looking like a weirdo. As she began to raise her hand to the door the light went off in the kitchen. Luanne stood there with her hand on the door handle for a few seconds. Then she slowly opened it. There was no risk of creaking or grinding as he kept everything in perfect working order. This thought caused knot to return. She slowly closed the door behind her and locked it. As she walked to the doorway to the living room she could hear Aunt Peggy talking to herself. Something about “fixing something when he should be in bed”. The acute awareness that often goes with sneaking around suddenly fell out of her. Numbness was all that was left. He was awake. In the garage. The sweat returned to her forehead. She swallowed the lump in her throat. She didn’t want to talk to Aunt Peggy in this state so she waited in the dark kitchen until she heard Aunt Peggy in her bedrooms bathroom then slipped into her bedroom. She shut the door and leaned against it. No lock on the door. There used to be one until a few months ago. She started crying quietly. She sat down on her bed and took her shoes off. She had white ankle socks on with pink paws dotted throughout. She peeled off her red shorts and dropped them into her hamper. The white cotton underwear matched her socks. She slipped on Jaime’s Arlen High sweatpants and got under her covers. She felt exhausted from the mental anguish of the past hour. Foolishly she held onto a single hope as she always did at this moment. Laying on her side in her room in his house she hazily stared at the clock on her night stand. Cigarette smoke and winterfresh gum on her breath. The clock read 10:32 PM…

>Part 2<

There was a tap at the window. Luanne cast a hazy look towards the sound.
“Luanne!”
She had not gained focus yet as she slowly rolled to a seated position and rubbed her eyes.
“Luanne! It’s Lucky! Come to the window.”
The voice of her ex-boyfriend somehow filled her with joy. She walked over to the window.
“Luanne… I’m an idiot. I nearly lost the best thing in my life. And for what? A bunch of losers? I need you back, Luanne. Will you come away with me?”

Luanne was filled with warmth and hope. She climbed out the window and into Lucky’s outstretched arms. He ran with her to his 4x4 and shut the door. Luanne was absolutely beaming. She was about to crank up the radio when she noticed the display looked weird. It looked like a digital clock. Slowly but deliberately her dream faded and she returned to reality. She had been looking at her clock. 11:17 PM…

As the hope and joy of her dream melted away it was replaced by the cold dread of her dark bedroom. As her mind made the transition she leaned up. There was light coming from underneath the door way. He was still awake. Luanne sat frozen. Listening for any sound. She thought she could hear something but then realized it was her own heartbeat. Pounding in her chest.

“Calm down, Luanne” she thought to herself. “He just forgot to turn off the light.” She could hope.

As she continued to sit there in silence a lack of any sound had a calming effect. Was she in the clear? The second she allowed her anxiety to relent she heard the garage door open. A cold pall was cast over her. Her only reaction was to silently lay back down and curl up. Her pounding heart the singular focus. As it began to echo in her ears all fell silent when she heard her door open. No sound. No feeling. Only the black of her eyelids. It felt like hours to Luanne before she heard her door close. As she listened to him walk to her bedside the chill turned to the feeling of insects crawling up her back. It was all she could do to not physically brush away the feeling he had draped upon her. Heart pounding again.
He stood at her bedside for a full minute. Looking at his prize. The line of her ample body causing his manhood to press against his jeans. He took one final swig from his Alamo can and put it on her bed table. Luanne heard the jangle of his belt as he removed his pants. As ants on her back were now biting her the knowledge of what was about to happen nearly drove her to vomit. She swallowed hard as he slunk under her blanket and pressed his throbbing dick against her. He wrapped his arms around her stomach and began to grind into her large ass. It was at this time that the cold sweat came and all feeling was gone. If Luanne had a mind she would understand that this was a defense mechanism to help her cope with the extreme nature of her predicament. But alas, she does not. However, what was undeniable was the feeling of nothingness that washed over her. He was now holding her hips as he pressed his penis in-between her legs as best as he could while still clothed. He liked the pressure. After a few minutes, another pressure was too much to bear. He removed his boxers. Slid her sweat pants down to her knees and placed his throttled member in-between the soft upper part of her thick thighs. He could feel the involuntary wetness develop through her white cotton panties as he started to dry hump her. Luanne could smell the mixture of his constant bad breath and stale Alamo beer creep down her face as he began to lick her neck and ear. She began to tear up as his hands moved across her stomach to her breasts. He began to fondle her breasts over the bra. As he kneaded her breasts he began to moan in her ear.

“I love you, Luanne” he stammered out as he continued his assault.

The mixture of precum and pussy juice had become audible with his thrusts. Sensing he was close he slowed down. He ran his hands over her stomach back to her thighs. He rubbed them over then moved one hand down to her pussy. The fact that the whole area was moist filled his entire being with excitement and a warped sense of connection to Luanne. “She is enjoying this” he thought to himself. He gently pushed her to the side as he removed her sweatpants and panties. As he laid back down beside her flat on his back he took a deep whiff of the mess she had made in her panties. The unmistakable smell filled him with carnal lust. He adjusted so that he was sitting with his back to the head board and she was sat in-between his legs facing away.

“Luanne? Luanne… are you awake?” he whispered.
Luanne began to cry. The soft whimpers driving Hank Hill to near sexual insanity. He gathered himself.
“Luanne… hold your arms up.” A request that was always made and never followed.

He removed her shirt unassisted and pulled her towards him so that she was sitting on top of his engorged member. Driving it into her mattress. Softly he draped his hands over the top of her breasts and moved up and down over her bra. Hank liked the last little barrier. Soon it was more than he could take. He pushed her forward slightly and unclasped her bra. He moved the straps off her shoulders but was careful not to let it fall off the front. In one fluid motion, he moved his hands from the top of her breasts down. The bra fell to her lap and he fondled her heavy breasts. His fingers rising one by one as he dragged them over her large puffy nipples. Her whimpers became quiet crying. After a few minutes of groping her chest and kissing her neck one of his hands came up to wipe her tears. Her whole face was covered. This made Hank insatiable. He gently twisted her head to the side and began licking the tears from her cheek. Moved to the other side and cleaned that as well. The stink of his drying saliva altering Luanne’s perception. The salty taste in his mouth was the limit. He pushed her slightly forward at the hips and his dick popped straight up. He spun her around so that she was facing him, put her lifeless arms over his shoulders, and pulled her into him. Her chubby pussy lips were now wrapped around the base of his shaft. The heat from it surprised him. He began to involuntarily grind into her. Luanne was looking down, eyes closed, sobbing. Tears dripping from the bottom of her chin onto her breasts. He placed his hands on the side of her face and pulled up. Her eyes would not meet his.

“Luanne? Uncle Hank loves you. You know that, right?”
Luanne answered with question with more quiet crying.
“Luanne? I don’t want to hurt you. I want to love you. You’ll let me love you, right?”

He did not wait for an answer as his putrid tongue was thrust into her mouth. He began to grunt has his tongue made love to her throat. He had now moved his hands down to her ass cheeks so he could slide her dripping wet cunt up and down his shaft.

“Oh god, Luanne” he stammered as he began to feast on her neck and chin.

It was in this moment that awareness clumsily returned to her. It had never gone this far before. Never this intense. Luanne bravely ventured a quick a look into his eyes and he was not there. They were lifeless. Like a dolls eyes. She had to do something. She had to make a decision. To save the one shred of dignity she had left…

As he was mindlessly grinding her and the pace quickened she whispered, “…Uncle Hank?”

The sound of her whisper somehow shattered through him as he looked up at her.

“Uncle Hank…” she whimpered as she gulped down the putrid mix of his saliva and hers, face breaking out because of all his bacteria.
“…I’ll love you back if you’ll let me, Uncle Hank.”
The statement threw Hank Hill’s mentality for a loop. As he searched for words he noticed her arms slightly tighten behind his neck. It was all he could do to speak.
“How do you want to love me, Luanne?” he asked as he slowly began to grind again.
“Like this…” and with that she began to slowly counter his gyrations.

At this point Luanne stopped crying. Any thought aside from the void caused from being molested by her uncle was a light in the darkness.
Effecting an innocent Texas twang as best she could she asked, “Can we ‘jus rub ‘em together? As she softly but assuredly began to pick up the pace. All in the hope that agreeable vulnerability would calm his carnal lust.

Normally, this is not how Hank Hill operates He needs absolute control. Absolute dominance. But the magnitude of her request had pierced him. Had he finally broken her? These “sessions” have been escalating and getting dangerous. If she had succumbed to him, he had to play his hand right so he didn’t upset the delicate balance.

“Yes, baby. We can.” He answered as he slid down flat on his back.

Luanne wiped her nose with her arm, leaned forward over her uncle so that her heavy breasts were hanging down over him, and began working her hips. Slowly grinding her cunt up and down the length of her uncle’s big dick. Hank Hill had left himself again. Only this time he was in a haze of infatuation. Secure in the fact that he had broken her. She was his. He reached up and cupped her breasts in his hands. Pulled her down slightly and began to suck on her puffy nipples. Popping them as he released her large areolas. As he was tonguing her breasts the sickness returned to Luanne. As with any trauma, being present in the moment invites the pain to come rushing in. She had to end this quickly. She began to roll her wide hips and press down into her uncle’s rock hard erection. Suddenly he stopped sucking her breasts. She cast a quick glance at her uncle and his eyes were closed. He began to gyrate into her deliberately. He grabbed her large warm ass cheeks with his hands and pressed her into him even harder.

Her uncle breathlessly spoke, “Oh baby. Keep loving me.”
His ass was now rising off the bed as his pelvis lifted her with each thrust. So much so that she had fallen forward and they were chest to chest.
“Oh Luanne… oh, God! I’m cumming baby!” he choked out as four ropes of her uncles hot cum forced its way in-between them.

Involuntarily, Luanne rose up off him and the cum began to drop down her stomach. As it began to reach the top of her pussy she cupped in with her hand. She looked at her uncle. His eyes were closed and he had a tired smile on his face. She stayed straddling him. Afraid to move. She silently moved her hand up her stomach to get the rest of her uncle’s sperm off her body and into her hand then wiped it into the comforter. As she did that he looked up at her.

“You’ve made your uncle very happy, Luanne.”

And with that he leaned off her bed. Bent down and put on his jeans. The reality of watching him put on his jeans. The hairy legs and the jangle of the buckle was too much for Luanne. The vomit rushed up her throat and into her mouth. She clenched her lips as tight as she could. Mercifully, her uncle did not look back and silently left her room. Luanne stayed motionless on her knees on the bed. Nose and eyes running from the acidic vomit that had filled her mouth. She listened as she heard the familiar sounds of his “after session” bathroom sounds. As she heard the click of their bedroom door she rushed to the window, threw it open, and let the vomit shoot out of her mouth. Two more rushes after that. When she was done she dropped to her knees and openly wept in the corner of her room. The confusion of what had happened. The absolute disgust at what she did to avoid worse. The panging dread at what she would have to do in the future. All this mental anguish was cascading over her and breaking her soul.

After a few minutes, she got up from the floor. She put on her sweatpants. “Jaime” she thought hazily as the tears rolled down her face. Slunk to the bathroom and showered. Slunk back to her bedroom. Ripped all the blankets and pillows off her bed then laid down in her towel.

As she regained focus she saw the can of Alamo on her night stand. She smashed if off and saw her clock.

12:31 AM.

To be continued.

I have a confession and need some help. Within the past year or so I have taken notice in my gfs step sister. I dont see her that often but I swear every time i do see her, her ass and boobs get bigger. Now she is age 15 and im mid 20's. I dont care much for young girls but for some reason I always catch myself checking her out. ill admit sometimes i will flirt with her jokingly but she is alittle ditsy and dont think she gets it. But i never want to go to far because i worry shell say something. Sometimes shell stick her ass in my face and she wont even realize whats she doing and i see her panty outline threw her pants and i just want to slap her ass or bite it. i sometimes think about trying to grab her or rub up against her and play it as a accident and see how she reacts to it. sometimes i think of sending her a pic of my dick and ask her what she wants to do with it. if i could talk to her and tell her to keep it between us it could work but not sure how to play that out.

give me some ideas to try

Hey, I am looking for a video of a young girl slowly stripping to sentimental music... She starts out fully dressed and goes to complete nude iirc. She had brown, curly hair, firm boobs and a sleek figure. I lost my bookmarks, so I would be happy if anyone had a link for me :-)
thank you

Who likes this young girl boobs?

Well, where do I begin... First of all, this is the first time I'm here. I actually found the site trying to Google what other people might have done in similar situations...

I'm a 30+ guy. I have a girlfriend and a nice job. Above my office is a flat where a family with 2 daughters lives. The oldest is barely 17 now and it wasn't until last year that I've noticed her at all. She was just a cute kid all these years, but then she just boomed over night. Or at least, that's how it seemed to me.

I never really officially met her, no one introduced us, but we bumped into each other entering the building a couple of times, exchanged a few words but that was all. Truth be told, all of our interactions together couldn't have lasted more then one minute.

One day I noticed she liked the Facebook page of a private company I work at. Naturally, I went to check her profile out and while most of the photos were locked, there were several left open. Needless to say, this was the first time I realized she was absolutely totally hot. She's super short, like reaaaaally petite, but has probably the most amazing bubble-butt I've ever seen in any woman or girl in my life. I honestly think that because she's so tiny, her ass looks even better on those proportions. Also, she's a real beauty, extremely long chestnut hair, blue eyes, perfect smile. She is just ridiculously pretty and very, very sexy. Those few photos on FB were mostly just her, taking selfies in the mirror, but it was obvious they were sexual in nature and that she was definitively showing off.

I also read through the comments, where kids from her school were basically openly saying "they'd hit that", "her ass is magnificent", "best ass in the town" and so on. Her replies indicated she didn't mind this at all. In fact, she loved the attention! The same day I sent her a friend request, hoping to see more of the locked photos.

And then... Nothing. She never responded to my request, days went by, weeks went by, and I soon forgot all about it. Until one day a bell ranged. I was alone at the office that day and imagine my surprise when I saw her standing at the door. She forgot her keyes and asked me if she could wait for her mom to come home from work. So I sat her down, gave her a juice and started chatting. It was winter now, so I really didn't get to look at her all that well, but I immediately remembered those few photos from FB. And just like that, I blabbed out "So, why haven't you added me on Facebook?" instantly feeling like a total moron. I mean, here's this hot teen, why the fuck should she be adding me onto her friends list.

She looked confused and said she had no idea I have sent her the request, because she gets like 5 requests a day. In fact, she pulled out her cellphone and showed me that there are like 300 pending friend requests. So we chatted a bit about this and that, I found out she's into sports, she openly bragged about how flexible her body was and we also just talked bullshit about weather and about how the snow needs to be cleaned from the driveway... The same day she added me to her friend list and I couldn't wait to check her photos out.

Just as I expected, there were dozens of extremely sexy poses and probably more then half of the photos had her glorious butt in display. I could not believe how hot she was, it was just puzzling to me how I didn't notice any of this before. Every once in a while I'd check her Facebook, watched the new photos, but kept my distance. She also used this site where kids apparently open up profiles and other kids get to ask them what ever they want anonymously. Reading the questions and her replies, I realized it was all about her beauty, her ass and about sex. Seriously, I think like 90% of the questions were about those three things. It was obvious to me she wasn't really that innocent especially considering all the sexy self-shots on her Facebook profile.

This went on for a while until one day I tried Googling her name. A few clicks later and I found a forum full of her photos grabbed from FB and a lot of young horny guys bragging about how they fucked her or were going to fuck her or how she's a slut and all the stuff young male kids love to say about girls they can't have. Well, I figured why not turn this to my advantage and be a good guy. So I wrote her a message saying "a friend sent me a link and I found this very rude forum full of your private photos". She replied that she had heard about it, I gave her the link and soon she was telling me all about how her schoolfriends love to gossip her and how these bad boys are constantly spreading lies and rumors about her. She was very honest so we kept talking about it. She was clearly embarrassed that I saw all those comments, some of which were really nasty, so she finally fessed up and admitted to me she hasn't even had sex yet. She had a boyfriend but was scared to do it.

And that was it. After that day we would frequently chat about love, gossip, teen years, relationships and she was also full of very intelligent questions about sex, protection, risks and so on. As time went on, these conversations were getting more and more focused on sex itself. She admitted she frequently masturbated, she loved watching porn and she always hinted how she had a lot of naughty photos. We'd play these little chat games at least every couple of days. Finally I just asked her to send me some of the photos. Instead of photos, she asked me how exactly old I was. I remembered that I had removed my birth date from FB profile so I told her to guess, hoping she'd give me less then I had. Now, I'm an ok looking guy, I actually dress very "freshman year" like, baggy pants, t-shirts with funny prints, Chuck Taylor's or VANS sneakers etc. I'm not fat or anything, but she obviously had me figured out and guessed my age with 1 year less then was I actually am. Still, the next day she sent me a photo where she's laying on the bed, wearing only a short sport top and thongs. Needless to say, it drove me crazy. I kept staring at that photo not knowing what to make of it. She swore to me she never showed this photo to anyone else, but I had a feeling that wasn't really true. Still, our chats were getting very steamy, it was mostly me showering her with compliments and she sending me various sexy photos.

Several times I invited her to come over to the office for a drink, but every time she'd apologize or simply go offline and not show up at all. Finally, she told me she really enjoyed my attention but that she felt it wasn't really appropriate for us to hang out in person. She said something along the lines that we should hook up in few years, once she's older. I understood things were getting kinda uncomfortable for her, especially since our conversations were very tense and by that time the photos she was sending me were borderline soft porn, with her touching her nice firm boobs and grabbing her ass or just posing in doggy style etc. So I just figured she loved teasing but that there was never going to be anything else.

I cooled off a bit, our chats were less and less frequent, I saw that she started posting photos of her and this boy kissing, so I just loosened up and went on with my everyday life. I also spent a lot of time working outside of the office, so we didn't really see each other for at least 6 months at all. Also, I have several coworkers in the office and my boss, I was alone in the office very rarely and there wasn't really a chance for anything anyway.

Im 48 years old sis is 41,

We recently bought a house together because i got divorced and she has a 2 1/2 year old, and with the economy being what it was. when we were young we fooled around a little but me being so much older it was relegated to me licking her little pussy and her sucking my cock or letting me rub it between her pussy lips and thighs till i got off, i didnt want to stick it in her because i love my sister and i did not want to hurt her. anyway here it is 30 yrs later and this is what has happened to date.

about 2 weeks ago she asked me if i would rub her back of course i said yes so she took her top off and laid down with just her bra and panties on she handed me the baby lotion and i started rubbing her back, as i was doing this i undid her bra and she took it off and i continued down to her beautiful ass, she has an awesome ass it is something to behold, well i slid my hands under her panties an rubbed her ass thighs legs feet etc, i was so turned on i couldnt stand it yet i made no move that night or a couple of nights later when i rubbed her again, i was going crazy.

Last week she asked me again this time when i was done,(by the way shes no longer wearing a bra at all) I told her to roll over because she said her thighs hurt well i rubbed her legs and worked my way up when I noticed the towel had slipped off her boobs I said something stupid like geez they must be happy to see me she said something like well its cold in here, she has nice tits too and i just couldnt help myself i just reached down and started rubbing her tits and nipples to my suprise she didnt object at all in fact she enjoyed it then as i worked my way stand it yet i made no move that night or a couple of nights later when i rubbed her again, i was going crazy.

Last week she asked me again this time when i was done,(by the way shes no longer wearing a bra at all) I told her to roll over because she said her thighs hurt well i rubbed her legs and worked my way up when I noticed the towel had slipped off her boobs I said something stupid like geez they must be happy to see me she said something like well its cold in here, she has nice tits too and i just couldnt help myself i just reached down and started rubbing her tits and nipples to my suprise she didnt object at all in fact she enjoyed it then as i worked my way down again i made a play and said man i really want to eat your pussy all of the sudden she says what? no! and that was the end of the massage.

Well a couple of days go by, and the other night i decided that i was going to go the extra mile get some candles some good lotion etc, well again i get to rub her tits nipples belly upper pussy region but this time she wore these fucked up man panties that were thick and tight so i couldnt easily slip them to the side anyway she goes to her room for awhile and im nursing a killer hard on, i wait a while and go to her room and start rubbing her feet again which she loves and i slide my hand in her panties and start rubbing her pussy i slid my finger in her, looked up at her face and she was pretending to be asleep, she didnt try to stop me an she even faked a snore i told her out loud that i wanted her awake as i was still fingering her wet pussy she kept up her act, as soon as i tried to pull her panties down she said uh uh pulled them up and said her stomach was bothering her and went to the bathroom, and that was that, i must have jacked off 5 times that night.The next morning she got up things are just as normal as can be, no mention of me going to far and i still play with her butt all things normal. shes taking my niece to her fathers house today so the next time ill get a chance to massage her will be monday.

what am i doing wrong should i just pull her panties to the side and start eating her pussy or is she not ready to take that next step because i want to fuck her so bad its killing me any advice someone with experience could give would help should i bring up the past because we havent talked about that either im getting mixed signals i know she wants to but whats holding her back any help would be appreciated.

frustrated brother...

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Here is the second chapter of my story - 'How do good girls end up as bitches?'

I hope that you like it.

Chapter Two � The Good Doctor

Now you�ve got to understand that I can�t detail every sexual event in my little life in this history, otherwise we would be here for weeks. But according to my diary, from the time of my first rape on my 13th birthday over the next 12 months I had sex of some sort with 87 people. Mostly with my Uncle Bob and Dad of course because they just couldn�t keep their hands and cocks off me, or out of me. And it was only when these two perverts started to get tired of fucking me that they saw a way of making extra money and humiliating me even more, so they started selling me, or trading me with other perverts so that they could get at other peoples� kids.

Most of these 87 people were men, as you might imagine, but there were some girls and women too. Some were forced to do stuff with me, others � like wife�s and girlfriends of the sex fiends I was given or sold to � did things with me because they liked it�got off on raping a young girl with a strap on, or making her eat them out while being fucked by their husband or whatever. My diary says that I did some kind of sex with 13 women over those 12 months.

So you see it would be long and pretty boring to tell you about every fuck, rape, blow job, beating, or whatever that I�ve done � but I�ll tell you about the things that marked me the most. The worst of the worst if you like.

One thing you can say about Uncle Bob is that he�s not stupid � corrupt, perverted, sadistic yes � stupid, no. The last thing he wanted on his hands was a pregnant 13 year old school girl, who happened to be his niece. What he needed fast was a tame doctor that would put me on the pill. True I hadn�t started my periods yet, but he didn�t want to take any chances. I know him and my Dad talked about having me sterilised permanently, just to be on the safe side, but Uncle Bob thought that maybe in the future they might want to �breed me� and that I might be worth more if I could get knocked up � wasn�t that kind of him? He also needed a way to keep track of whether I was clean or not, after all he didn�t want me passing on any diseases and getting his precious cock all messed up. So they needed a doctor to supply the necessaries.

Being a normal (although perverted) person, you might think it�s hard to find people to do what Uncle Bob needed? Well it�s not. There are perverts everywhere � doctors, nurses, police, politicians, business men and women, whatever. You name it and there�s someone out there dying to do it � for a price. And Uncle Bob seemed to know every scum bag and sex maniac in Manchester and further.

It took Uncle Bob only a couple of phone calls to have an appointment with his chosen medical help � a certain Dr. Stuart Radcliffe. A middle-aged, married general practitioner with two young kids of his own and ambitions towards serious incest, rape and torture.

My Dad and Uncle Bob took me along to the good doctor only 4 days after my first rape session � my birthday present if you remember. My pussy was still sore, but the bleeding had stopped after the second day, and I still had trouble walking normally. My ass was bruised from the spanking, but at least it didn�t hurt anymore when I sat down.

In the days after my first fucking both Uncle Bob and Dad had been satisfied with regular and frequent blowjobs, while watching the rape videos that they had made of me. They didn�t want to fuck me again until I�d been to the doctor, just in case they did permanent damage to my cunt and organs � how caring! So they were happy just to fuck my face instead. And I was relieved to have an easy way out as well, because my pussy was so fucking sore I felt like I had broken glass stuffed up me and bits of blood kept staining my panties � but mum never said a word when she washed my bloody underwear, maybe she thought I�d started my periods? And taking a pee or a shit � Jesus Holy Christ did that burn! I had to squat over the toilet and spread my little cunt lips wide to make sure none of the piss touched my bruised and battered skin. And for some damned reason every time I needed to squeeze out a turd the shit seemed to put pressure on my ripped pussy, making every shit-taking a nightmare.

So there I was on Monday afternoon, sitting in Dr. Radcliffe�s waiting room, wearing Dad�s idea of cute little girl clothes � a tight red t-shirt with little white bunnies and multi-coloured flowers embroidered over the front, a white cotton skirt that just reached about 6 inches above my knees (very short in other words), white ankle socks of course and red open-toe sandals. If I hadn�t kept my knees firmly pressed together you would have been able to see the black silk panties that Daddy had picked out for me, but pressed together they were. My bra of course matched the panties, but you couldn�t see any of that through the t-shirt, you would just have enjoyed glancing at my 30AA boobs and wondering just what it would be like to squeeze those firm, ripe apples.

Dr. Radcliffe had made the appointment for us to arrive after his other patients had gone and his receptionist had finished for the day. So we had him all to ourselves and we soon went through to his office. Now Dr. Radcliffe is not an impressive looking man, being 45 years old, already having a well developed hair hole and a bulging belly � the result of too many Rotary Club lunches and pints of beer in the local strip clubs. The good doctor was of course happily married � happy in the sense that he could screw whoever he wanted as long as his wife didn�t have to hear about it. He is also the father of two children, the oldest � a girl of 8 called Wendy, and a boy of 6 called Jason. As I was soon to find out Dr. Radcliffe had well developed plans for these poor little mites. If you like that kind of thing I�m sure you can imagine the sort of deprived acts he leeringly discussed with Uncle Bob and my Dad.

Once sitting comfortably in Dr. Radcliffe�s rather tatty office and having exchanged the usual British pleasantries about the weather, the price of beer and Manchester United�s chances for next season, we got down to business. At least the perverts did � I was just the object of the discussion and something to be negotiated over as to the level and frequency of abuse I was to endure as payment for the medical services they needed. Money was never mentioned in the discussion since it was clear from the start that the doctor expected payment in kind for his involvement. The question was just how little could Dad and Uncle Bob get away with in terms of my time with the doctor and which holes could he abuse during that time. The doctor had a particular wish to take advantage of my virgin anus and this was not on the table (so to speak) for Uncle Bob and Dad. They wanted to keep this prize for themselves, or at least to be able to auction my ass cherry off to the highest bidder � another great money-making idea from Uncle Bob.

So an agreement was reached and hands were shaken � I was to visit the doctor at his office or a place of his choice once per month, for a duration of 2 hours - for my check up and examination. He would provide all the prescriptions necessary for my contraception and if necessary arrange any abortions that may crop up if contraception failed. Should any sexual diseases be contracted, then he would take care of the treatment. If any other drugs or services were required from him then more time would be allocated or more services provided by me, to be negotiated at the time. On his part during the two hours per month he could take advantage of either my mouth or cunt, or any other part of my body, but he could not penetrate my ass with anything bigger than his finger. Nor could he inflict any permanent marks or damage on my body, but otherwise any torture was permitted. Bruises were allowed as long as they were not visible when I was in public or during school activities. He was also allowed to take photos or videos, but these could not be sold or distributed without my Uncle, or Dad�s permission. He was also not allowed to offer me to anyone else during the two hours. There�deal done, negotiations over � time to sample the merchandise.

So my first examination time had come and although I�m sure Uncle Bob and Dad were tempted to stay and watch, they decided to go off for a couple of beers and would come back in two hours. They reminded the doctor that I really did need examining and then took my prescription off to get my pill supply.

Give the doctor his credit, he did take his time and examine me thoroughly. After nicely asking me to strip he took my weight and blood pressure and he measured my height and physical statistics � maybe he over did the measuring of my boobs a bit, but he did act like a doctor. He was wearing a long white doctor�s coat so I couldn�t see the state of his cock, but from the way he was starting to sweat as I slowly pulled my t-shirt over my head, shaking out my long black hair, and unzipped my skirt I would say he must have had the boner of his life. And yes I was doing it slowly � why? Because he only had 2 hours with me and every second I could keep him off me the happier I would be. So down came the zipper on my tight little skirt�so slowly�reaching behind me with both hands for the zipper and pushing out my boobs so that he got a good look. Wriggling my hips (if a 13 year old girl has hips!), I slipped the skirt down my long smooth legs�and his bulging eyes followed it down�down to my shoes�me bending with the skirt so that he can get an eye full of what�s in my bra.

I straightened up holding the skirt and looked around innocently for somewhere to put it � what a neat girl. I folded it nicely and set it down on the chair nearest the door. Five more minutes gone! Now for the bra�reaching behind to the clasp�licking my lips, �It�s so dry in here doctor, could I have a glass of water, please?� The clasp opens and I ease the shoulder straps down over my arms, the cups still snugly holding on to my boobs.

I thought he would pass out at this point; he was steaming and gripping the desk so hard his knuckles were white. God I was actually enjoying this strip tease! I wriggled my shoulders to shake off the bra and he gasped out loud as my cute little apples came into view � light brown orbs, tight and firm with slightly darker aureoles and cute little nubs standing up under the scrutiny of Dr. Radcliffe. The bra joined the skirt and still the seconds ticked by with no movement from the doc.

Putting one foot up on the chair nearest to him I bent down to take off my sandal, my boobs tantalising the hypnotised doctor�off with the sandal and then the little white ankle sock. Then the second shoe and sock followed, again placed neatly on the growing pile of clothes.

Now for the moment of truth though, I only had my panties left to delay with. Hooking a thumb into each side I began to wriggle the silky black underwear down, over my hot little ass. Over my hips�slow�must do it slowly�easing them down one side at a time�rocking them down my thighs�the crotch sticking to my pussy for a second as they slide down my long, smooth legs � long for a 13 year old anyway. Down to my knees now�lifting one foot, then the other as my nakedness is finally complete and the warm panties dangle from my finger. Neatly folded they too joined my skirt, t-shirt and socks on the pile.

Standing naked in front of the doctor�s desk he studied me from head to toe�paying particular attention to my boobs and pussy. He finally moved a hand and made a circling motion with his finger, �Turn around please Sonia,� he asked. And of course I was happy to make a slow turn so that he could take all the time he wanted to check out my ass.

Slowly he stood and came around the desk and pointed to his weighing scales � more time taken up with a real examination, but that meant really touching me, and that built up his confidence as he started stroking and squeezing his way through checking my breasts, taking the temperature in my mouth, my pussy and my ass! For God�s sake, who ever heard of taking a temperature that way? At least my blood pressure was normal, which is more than we can say about his I�m sure!

�Just hop up onto the examination couch Sonia and put your feet in the stirrups,� says the doc as we get to the part that I really wasn�t looking forward to, the pussy inspection. He slipped on a pair of transparent latex gloves � you know I�ve always found the taste of these gloves a turn on, like whenever I go to the dentist and he (or she) starts pushing these rubber-covered fingers around my mouth it just makes me so hot and I have to fight the urge to start sucking them. Do you feel like that? Anyway it�s not my mouth the old doc wants to poke around in, and he wastes no time pouring gel over his hands and sliding his fingers into my exposed hole. One, two and then a third finger�even with the gel this is stretching things to the limit. I can feel his fingers probing around inside my tender slit, my first ever deep exam. He grunts a couple of times like he�s found something worth digging at and then pulls out his fingers with a rude slurping sound � God that sound is just so rude, sort of like a wet fart when someone pulls out of a wet cunt or ass hole, I always get embarrassed when I hear it.

So next up (literally) is the speculum - cold but at least he lubricated it before sliding that damn torture device up my tight little snatch. Felt like I was being raped by some robot from Mars�and then my poor tight little slit is being stretched wider�.wider�Jesus Christ he�s going to split me in half! �Just relax and it won�t hurt a bit.� No it won�t hurt a bit, it hurts a fucking LOT! My screams echoed around the office and if anyone had been in the building they would have thought I was being slaughtered. But I was going nowhere, with my feet held up and legs spread wide enough to dislodge my joints. My hands gripped the sides of the couch for all they were worth.

�Now, now Sonia,� says Doc Pervert, �We can�t have you wriggling around like that, you might fall off the couch and hurt yourself.� So the doctor opens a drawer behind the couch and produces a set of thick black leather straps. With my mind occupied with the pain in my over-stretched cunt, he�s quickly able to fasten the straps around each wrist to a metal bar running under the seat of the couch. A third, longer strap is attached to both sides of the couch, across my neck � securing my head. From the same drawer he brings out a cute leather ring-gag, which he pushes into my gasping mouth and buckles behind my head. No room to move now and not much sound I can make either, just whooshing or oofing sounds like some damn retard. But the point was that I could make some sound, just not loud or coherent � that�s what he wanted, and a normal gag would have stopped me making any sound. Why was that important? Because he was going to whip me and he was going to get off on my hushed, but not blocked, screams!

Now it was the doc�s turn to strip and he did it a whole lot faster than I had. In 10 seconds flat he was naked except for his fucking socks � can you believe it, he kept his fucking socks on! I guess he hadn�t filled his toy collection at that time because the only thing he had to whip me with was the leather belt that had been holding his trousers up (pants for you Americans). And that was plenty, but at least he didn�t use the end with the buckle.

The first strike of a whip is not the worst you know? It comes as a shock, but it doesn�t hurt the most. To help increase the pain of the blows you need the victim to anticipate the pain and be waiting for it � almost feeling it before the whiplash lands. It�s in the mind of the victim, the extra pain. It�s true, try it.

I don�t think the doc had much experience of this sort of thing � maybe I was his first real chance to try out his fantasies. He landed some pretty hard lashes across my tits and stomach, and I tried to scream � just as he wanted me to, but he seemed to be holding back � unsure of what strength to put into each blow.

The first hit caught me just at the bottom of my breasts and the shock made me strain against the straps and my pussy contracted against the metal spreader still stuck up inside me�trying to push the fucker out of me. But the shock made me suck air in and I didn�t scream at all � the second blow an instant later landed across my stomach � and brought out all the air in a pathetic �Whoosh!� that turned into an even more stupid �Wooor!� sound as the last air left my lungs. He got into a bit of a rhythm after that and gave me a couple of seconds between lashes, so I could get my next breath ready for the almost-scream. And that is what increases the pain � the anticipation of the hit. The knowing it�s coming and the hopelessness of not being able to stop it. Helpless, even unable to scream or turn away from the blows. And I can see him standing there with the belt � naked, his little cock standing up hard against his pot belly. He�s sweating like a pig with the excitement and effort, swinging the belt again��Waugh�..augh�.augh!� Is all I can manage as the tears come pouring out and my half-gagged screams get cut off as I run out of breath and have to drag in another lung full of air.

But tears aren�t the only liquid that started to leak � it�s one of the odd things about me, when I take a beating sooner or later I start to pee. Not big gushing streams, but a little trickle, a few drops at a time as my bladder loses some of its control. And that started now�drops of pee falling from my strained pussy onto the doctor�s office carpet.

It didn�t take long for Herr Doktor to notice my leak and to my surprise he stopped the beating. At first I thought it was because he didn�t want the mess on his carpet, but no he pulled a stool over in front of my slowly leaking pussy and started taking out the metal intruder. Relief! He was a bit rough taking the damn thing out, but I wasn�t about to complain. What he did next really surprised me � I mean REALLY surprised me. He put his mouth to my slit and started lapping at the leaking piss! Now this really was a first for me. I�ve been made to drink a man�s pee before a few times, but I�ve never had anyone drinking mine.

He was pushing his face deeper into my slit now and trying to suck my pee hole, opening my lips with his thumbs�drinking right from the source you might say. I could feel him sucking at me and so I did him a favour � hey you like my pee, have more. So I let him have it, not all at once, just sort of opened the tap a little and let him slurp it down.

I guess this was a big thing for him and really got his motor running. As soon as he�d sucked down the last drop � and there was quite a lot � he stood up, boner in hand and just stuck it straight into the place his mouth had just left. Now his cock was pretty pathetic, but still my pussy was still quite raw from all the mauling that it had received lately and it took a fair amount of effort for him to stuff that skinny 6 incher into my cunny. But this was nothing like the fucking my Dad and Uncle Bob had given me, and old doc Radcliffe humped away for a couple of minutes, his hands squeezing and pulling at my titties, and then he was over the edge. And yes I could feel him inside me, of course I could�I felt every push, every pull back and then every spurt of his dirty cum inside my belly. The fuck lasted maybe 2-3 minutes maximum, so it was no big deal. But my tits and stomach were on fire from the belting. I was bright red from the neck to my pussy � and my pussy was pretty damn sore as well.

He pulled out of me as soon as he got his breath back, pulled out like all guys do, just leaving me with a gaping hole, empty, already leaking cum down from my cunt to my ass crack.

You know guys, once you�ve had your fun and blown your load you are pretty pathetic creatures. You lose all interest in the girl you just fucked, even if you promised her the universe if she would just let you into her pants. I guess that�s why you like hookers so much � no need for commitments. And I guess that�s why guys like me so much, because they can do what they want and just pull their cocks out without a thought. Am I right? You bet your wife I�m right � yeah that�s right, what are wives really for? Fucking � forget it, after the first 50 times it�s a drag right? Having kids - how many guys really give a shit about raising kids? Looking after the house and doing the shopping - it�s not worth it, cheaper to hire a maid. Am I right?

So the doc has blown his load and got his money�s worth. Now he can�t wait to get me out the door and the straps and gag come off fast enough to take the skin off my wrists and neck. He was gentleman enough to help me get my legs down from the stirrups and hand me some tissue for the cum that�s leaking down my ass and puddling on the couch. There wasn�t enough left up me to trickle down my legs, so waddling like a fucked duck I was able to get dressed without getting a mess on my clothes. Putting on my t-shirt hurt like hell, but I left my bra off because my tits were all swollen and it would never have fitted.

As soon as I was dressed the doc hustled me out of his office and into his waiting room � not as much as a single word was said. I guess he called my Dad because 15 minutes later he and Uncle Bob arrived to take me home. From the time Dad had left until he picked me up, the whole thing had taken just over an hour. I guess I got off easy, but the doc certainly found it easy to get off using me.

That was the first time with the doctor, but after that he was a quick learner and every time was a bit harder for me, a bit more painful and the sessions got started a whole lot faster. If you want I�ll tell you more about the doctor and his experiments, just let me know � maybe I�ll make him the subject of a whole story, not just a chapter, he would like that.

You know, when you are writing one of these stories you sort of get drained and find yourself wanting to wrap them up quickly. When I first wrote this down I had thought that I would end this chapter here, but as I was laying in bed the morning after writing it I started thinking about what happened after I had finished with the doctor and was on my way home. Before I knew it my hand was down between my legs and I was masturbating furiously as I remembered what had happened in the car after my Dad and Uncle Bob picked me up. And I thought, after I had cum, maybe you would like to read about it � maybe it would make you feel the way I did this morning?

So, we walked out to Uncle Bob�s car � a shiny new BMW 5 series, pale blue with soft leather seats. Uncle Bob always had nice things and he liked fast new cars � never really figured out where he got his money from though to buy them.

It was pretty clear to me as we walked that they had been on more than just beer while I had been with the doctor. Even though I was a bit preoccupied with my own aches and pains I could tell they were both pretty high. My Dad got in the driver's seat and Uncle Bob got in the back with me. I love the smell of new cars, especially the new leather and today there was more than just the new car smells, there was a fug of smoke from the joints that they had smoked on the way over to pick me up. A nice sweet smell that I often smelled around Uncle Bob when he was in one of his more relaxed moods.

With Uncle Bob�s arm around my shoulder we zoomed off into the evening traffic and Uncle Bob asked me to tell him everything about what had happened after they left me with the doctor � �Everything�, he said with a leer, �Every little detail of what he did to you and what you did.� So I did. I told them about the striptease, about the examination, about how he strapped me to the couch and about the whipping. When I told him about that part he told me to lift up my t-shirt so he could see the marks and swellings. He whistled when he saw how swollen and red my breasts were and he gently cupped my left breast in his right hand and massaged my poor little nipple � which happily responded to his touch by stiffening for him. He liked that and stroked a bit harder, then switched to my other nipple and got that to stand to attention as well.

I could tell from the bulge in his trousers that he liked my story and he told me go on, with every detail. So then I told him about how the doctor had lapped up my pee and sucked down every drop from my bladder as I lay there strapped to his examination couch. That part nearly caused an accident as my Dad hadn�t been paying attention to the driving and nearly ran into a truck turning into a side street. A few nasty words were exchanged between Dad and Uncle Bob about driving tests and road safety and we were back into the story again. But Uncle Bob kept coming back to the pee drinking part and he seemed fascinated by it. After I had been over every detail at least 3 times he had to have some release, his cock was just too painful cramped into his jeans.

�Come on baby� he says, �time to help Uncle Bob relax after a hard day.� And he pointed down at his zip. Now you should know that Uncle Bob always liked me to do all the work around satisfying him. You might have noticed that in my first chapter when Uncle Bob made me rape myself on his cock? Yes, he is a lazy bastard and likes to add to my humiliation by having me make all the moves. So cock sucking often starts by me having to undo his zipper and extract the cock that is going to abuse me. That�s what happened now and with both hands I reached down and undid the button of his jeans and lowered the zip. Since his cock was applying full pressure on the material it was quite a job getting him open. But I�ve got small, delicate hands and longer slender fingers, perfect for wrapping around a cock, or opening zips under pressure.

Uncle Bob has a pretty good figure (for his age � 43 at that time, my Dad was 37) and his beer gut is smaller than my Dad�s. He�s also not so hairy. And, very important for trying to give blowjobs in cars, he wears cool, ball hugging underwear that slips down easily. He lifted his ass to help me get his underwear and jeans down to his knees, and there was Uncle Bob�s trouser snake ready for action � as usual.

The traffic was pretty heavy as we drove along and we were going pretty slow, from one traffic light to the next, crawling along really. So it was easy for me to just lean down and take his cock head into my mouth, left hand cupping his balls, right hand holding the root of his shaft. Giving a blowjob in a fast moving car can be a bit awkward if the road is bumpy or there are lots of bends. You either end up doing unexpected deep throat, or half biting off the poor guy�s member. Very risky. But no worries right now, it was a routine, well practised exercise of my tongue and suction � at least it started that way.

I had given Uncle Bob my bra as we got into the car � I didn�t need it and I had no pockets to put it in. But now Uncle Bob found a use for it � that is he reached down and pulled my hands behind my back, tying them at the wrists with my bra. So there I am sitting beside him on his left, but half turned towards him with my head buried in his lap and my hand bound behind me. Believe me this is not an easy to position to work in and requires balance and strong neck muscles, as well as good sucking technique to keep the cock where it needs to be. Fortunately (if I can say that), Uncle Bob was only using my mouth to warm up on. He wanted a fuck and of course I had to do all the work. He pulled my up by my hair and said, �Time to saddle up sweetie, let�s see if you can ride Uncle Bob all the way home.�

With my hands tied it wasn�t easy and I was glad that Uncle Bob�s car had darkened windows or else half of Manchester would have witnessed my ass riding Uncle Bob�s cock. With a little (a very little) help Uncle Bob positioned me over his cock, my head bent under the roof of the car and my knees on the seat either side of his waist. He did lower his ass on the seat just to give my legs space to get in the right position to mount him. And he did hold his cock for me�putting it against the entrance to my cunt and rubbing his old-cum and my saliva up and down my pussy lips.

�Ok baby, take it� he says. So of course I obliged him, letting my weight sink down onto his shaft, but doing it really, really slowly, letting my pussy stretch open with each inch of his cock. Even driving along slowly the streets of Manchester aren�t that smooth and each bump pushed his cock in that bit further. Dad was watching in the rear-view mirror and Uncle Bob reminded him to keep his fucking eyes on the road.

Now you�ve got to remember that although I�ve given hundreds of blowjobs and hand jobs over the years, this was only my 4th fuck. And I�m still only 13 so my pussy was really, really tight. But I had just been opened by the good doctor and fucked (fuck number 3), so it was a bit easier to fit Uncle Bob in this time. And it was a bit less painful since there was some of the doctor�s gel and a bit of his cum still up there, helping me along a bit.

By using my legs it was pretty easy to control the rhythm of the fuck, even with the bumping and turning of the car. It helped that Uncle Bob�s cock was big enough to stay up my cunt even with the rough ride � trying to ride a little skinny cock like this would be impossible, it would just keep slipping out.

So with my t-shirt pushed up Uncle Bob�s hands had free access to my bruised and battered boobs, and he took full advantage with his tweaking and squeezing. And for him it was a pretty fast fuck because we hadn�t been at it more than 10 minutes when he started grunting and thrusting harder into me, hands on my hips now, and his cock started pumping and spurting into my tight cunt tube.

The hardest part about a fuck like this is getting off a still-hard cock! With my hands still tied and Uncle Bob still pretty hard, it was like a contortionist act to lift my ass off him and get it back onto the seat next to him. And that�s when something really odd happened � if you didn�t think it was odd enough for an under-age girl�s uncle to be fucking her on the back seat of a car driven by her father!

Like I said, Uncle Bob liked his cars and he liked to keep them clean, so as soon as my well-fucked ass touched his back seat he goes ballistic!

�What the fuck are you doing you stupid slut?� He screamed, and my Dad almost crashed again for the 20th time. �Stop the fucking car.� He yelled at my Dad, �The bitch is leaking all over my leather seats�.

So Dad zoomed into the first side-street he could find and skidded to a stop. Out he jumped and leaped to my door, wrenching it open. �Get out you moron.� Dad screamed into my face as he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me through the door.

�Holy fuck! Look at that mess on my leather. She�s leaked cum all over it. You FUCKING BITCH!�

He was in a real state. Angrier than I�d ever seen him. Probably made worse because he was still pretty high from the drugs he�d been on. I was just standing at the side of the car shaking with fear. I could tell my Dad was pretty scared too because he was all white and just kept saying �Take it easy Bob, she didn�t mean it.� And at least he stood between me and Uncle Bob; otherwise I think he would have kicked the shit out of me.

�Well it was your stupid bitch that made the fucking mess so you had better clean it up.� Was Uncle Bob�s answer, and he stood over my Dad with his fists clenched.

So my Dad pulls his handkerchief from his pocket and starts to wipe off the leather seat. �Not like that you fucking queer.� Says Uncle Bob with a sick grin on his face, �I know you like the taste of cum now and again, so let�s see you clean it properly � with your fucking tongue!�

My Dad went tomato red and opened his mouth to argue, but I think he saw Uncle Bob was in a mood for a fight and Dad would have been no match for him. So, like I was dreaming or something, Dad bends down and starts licking up the mix of his brother�s cum and my pussy juice that had dripped and been smeared all over the back seat.

While I�m standing there with my mouth open like an idiot, Uncle Bob has whipped out his camera and is filming Dad lapping and sucking at the cum I�ve leaked. And Dad starts to really get into it, rubbing his cock through his trousers as he slides his tongue over the wet leather upholstery.

So there�s this unbelievable scene � while my Uncle sticks his camera through the door on the other side, my Dad goes at the seat until it�s shiny and clean as new again. But of course now my Dad has a boner again and needs taking care of.

�Let�s do that again you fucking homo, only this time lets get the whole thing on cam.� Says Uncle Bob. �Sonia, you can jerk off good old Johnny-boy, right there on my seat and then Daddy can clean it up, good as new � OK?�

Now this is just sooooo weird, but we get ourselves set � right there in this side-street where anyone could pass by. Dad�s standing at the open door, his zip open and cock out, me crouching on the car floor behind the passenger seat � and Uncle Bob is filming the crazy scene from the other side of the car.

So I take Daddy�s boner in my right hand and start wanking him, nice and slow � for the camera. The back seat light is on so everything looks good for Uncle Bob�s masterpiece. Dad is well gone and is just oozing old-cum all over my hand. I reach under his balls with my left hand to help him get there and after only a couple of minutes I can feeling him tightening-up, getting ready to shoot, his cum boiling out of his balls.

I moved my left hand quickly out of the way so the cum didn�t land on me and just used my right hand to milk him as he came, squeezing his load out and aiming into the middle of the back seat. The first spurts though reached almost all the way to Uncle Bob and splattered the full length of the back seat. Anybody can say what they want, but I know how to give a great hand-job and get every last drop of cum from a man�s balls!

So that was the first part of Uncle Bob�s script, now we needed the pervy part. We needed Daddy to clean up his own mess.

Now I know a lot of you guys get turned on at the idea of being made to lick up your own cum, but mostly that�s while you have a hard cock and haven�t unloaded. Once you have dumped your load it�s a whole new story and it�s only a real pervert that will REALLY get down and enjoy licking up his own hot cum.

So I guess my Dad really is special because he got down there with his face still all sweaty from the orgasm and started cleaning that leather seat like he was a porn super star. All I had to do was lean back against the seat behind me and let Uncle Bob get his close-ups as Dad scooped up the cum load with his tongue, displayed it nicely for the camera and then swallowed. I couldn�t have done it any better. Dad did a great job of finding and cleaning up every drop and polishing the leather seat to perfection.

Now you�ve got to admit that this would be memorable to a young girl, seeing her Dad for the first time do something that was pretty �gay�. And I can�t say I really looked at Dad the same way after that. I think that it must have marked a turning point for Dad too because I witnessed many other gay acts by him over the next years, usually with young boys and often with shocking violence and even �snuff� for the boys during or after he fucked them. I�ll put some of this in later chapters for you �bi� guys. Let me know if you want more.

making a request for something that I know nobody will ever be abke to help me with because the people that are in charge of this site are stingy fucking idiots who allow pics of girls that are 6 years old to be posted and videos of people being murderd on camera to be posted, but they won't allow basically any Stickam vids of girls that look young

there was a video on here awhile ago, it was posted by 2 diffrent people (Fatman0807 posted the version I had) it was of 3 girls one wore a pink Hollister shirt, one was wearing blue shirt and one was wearing green...the 3 of them spread their asses for the cam, then went into the bathroom, got changed and spread their asses and showed boobs (in bras)

anyone who knows what vid I'm talking about and can possibly hook up a link for it, I'd be forever indebted to you :)

This is a story about Mom and Son, that's between mom n me. Ten years ago I was going to a local college and still lived with my parents. I was a pretty fit young man. At that time I was completing my B.E. Mech. I am the only son of mom and dad. When I told him something about my birth, dad left us and settled somewhere on the earth ten years ago. We never know whether he is alive or not. My mom was 38. She was very attractive with brunette hair, about 5'7. At thirty-eight, mom had the body and looks of a twenty-one year old. Her boobs were full, firm and had such prominent nipples, plus a number ten ass.

One Saturday morning I was lying in bed reading some text book, phone rang. Father was out of town for some company work. Mom was in kitchen preparing lunch. Phone rang about six-seven times I thought mom would receive the call so I didn't picked up the receiver. As there was no response from mom so I picked up but mom might have picked up that receiver a second before me. I heard a man's voice.

The person continues on phone, "Hi Honey."

I was aback as I heard someone calling mom Honey.

Mom replied in somewhat shaking voice, "You!"

"Ya, did you told that secrete to your son?"

"No, I won't."

"If you don't want him to know that you have sexual relations with more than ten peoples before his birth so only god can tell him whose son he is? I wanna enjoy two nights with you."

I was shocked. I kept that receiver and went out to call dad to tell all this matter. From that day dad never tried to contact us. That's what I wanted I didn't want him to return home.

Same afternoon mom came to my room, "Sweat heart your grandma is not feeling well so I wants to meet her I will be back day after tomorrow."

I didn't say a word to her and allow her to go I know where she was going but I don't want to spoil our relationship.

When I got home late Monday night, Mom was sitting at the kitchen table. Judging from the half empty bottle of scotch in front of her, she was probably good and relaxed now. Mom looked sexy sitting there in her silk Sari. The fabric was thin and as she stood up one end of the Sari slipped showing her large breasts and her nipples from see through blouse. "I guess I'll go to bed now." she said.

I was also drunk that night and it made me feel like talking. I knew that it's the right time to talk about that call. I told her that I want to ask something. She sat back down, poured herself another drink and asked me to tell her about it. "Mom I want to know, who is my biological father?" I asked.

Mom surprised. "What?"

"Mom, I heard your telephonic conversation with somebody on Saturday."

"But!"

"And I also know that you didn't go to grandma's place."

"OK as you have already known all this I won't lie. But honey actually even I can't tell you about your father because that night I spend my whole night with four friends."

She started crying loudly I couldn't help her.

"It's OK my sweat mom. I can understand you."

I didn't went deep into that subject. I knew my mother was a sex machine. I heard on phone about mom and her friends going at it night after night, sometimes for hours!

Then mom went to her bedroom I also went to mine. But I was feeling uneasy that night so I laid down on bed for two three hours. Finally I decided to smash into mom's room.

There was plenty of light in the room and I could see mom was sleeping in her bed! I saw her thighs from her see through gown. My dick got immediately hard. I walked near mom and leaned to see her closely. Mom's nipples visible they were less than a half an inch away from my lips! Suddenly mom woke up, "You? What are you doing here?"

"Shhhh..., Don't shout I know what you had done in last two days. I want to kiss you, your ass and your sweat wet pussy." I said without any hesitation thanks to drink.

"Are you alright don't you know to whom you are talking with?" mom scared somewhat.

"Ya to a beautiful slut I want you to suck my dick and I want to fuck you hard" my drink was working perfectly.

"Honey, I really didn't know you felt that way, I mean, how could an attractive young man find an old women like me that attractive to do all that stuff you said ," my mom said while she shyly looked at the floor.

"Well mom, you are real attractive, I mean, I.., I'm more attracted to you than I am to women my own age."

She closed her eyes, she was lying on her bed. As she had not withdrawn I chanced touching her breast through her nightdress, she just lay there so I began to cup her breast in my hand and gently knead it. Her eyes remained closed though her lips parted and she was breathing a little faster.

I continued to play with her breast with one hand and I put my other hand on her knee. Again no withdrawal, so I began to rub her leg just above her knee, each rub pushing the hem of her night dress further up her thigh. Her legs were together and I tried to put my hand between here thighs. She clamped tight. "no" she said. "Its only skin I said its no different to stroking your arm" For a short while I thought the moment was lost but then she sighed, closed her eyes and opened her legs. Not just so I could touch her inner thigh but full access to her fanny. With a trembling hand I began stoking her pubic hair and gradually let my fingers explore. She was soaking wet and she gave a slight "uhh" as I gently probed her vagina with my fingers. I would have liked to play some more but I was real hard and want mom to suck my disck.

I asked her to play with my long n hard shaft.

"Wow mom I never, ooohhhh... yeah... you felt that way about me, ohhhh, uhhhh," I said as Mom kneeled in front of me and starting sucking my dick, she first started by circling the head, teasing me each time she licked my dick. She then started to put my whole dick in her mouth, sucking harder each time she sucked.

"OHHH...yeah mom, I never imagined that you could, uhhhh...suck, uhhhh...dick so good," I said I she sucked my dick.

"I'm going to cum...," I said as she started sucking harder and harder.

As I came she sucked some of the cum, but then she took my dick out of her mouth and let all my cum run down her body, down to her tits and gently down to her stomach.

After that encounter we took rest for sometime. Then mom stared at me and kept her hand on her wet pussy.

I automatically understood and started to lick her beautiful pussy.

"Oh sweaty your such a great pussy eater, come one, make your mother cum, ohhhh. yeah!"

I just kept on licking her pussy and then I stuck my tongue deep into her pussy and circled my tongue all around. I then started to feel my mother orgasm.

"Ohhhh...Tommmmm...I going to cum, uuuuhhhhhhh...ohhhhhh...you so great son, uhhhh..."

She orgasmed I ate all her tasty juices, I then went over next to her and asked her if I could fuck her through her wet pussy; my dick had gotten extremely hard again.

The sound of it seemed to shake her out of her sexual frenzy and in a small, pleading voice she said "No." But it was more of a request than an order.

I said, "Mom, we've both been drinking. In the morning neither of us will even remember what happened."

After some argument she finally agreed.

Mom was now on her back with her legs spread out and I was on top of her, I kept my head at her chest level and was sucking on her nipples. Then I started moving back and forth between each of them. Soon mom was on the verge of release, when mom told me that she was going to Cum I took both nipples in my hands and began squeezing them harder and harder. At the same time I slid down mom's naked body and across her abdomen, and then I glued my lips to her dripping pussy!

As my tongue touched Mom's clit, she violently came.

Mom yelled at me,

"Fuck me!, Fuck me now, while I'm Cuming!"

Then I quickly got on my knees and was in mom's pussy before she finished the sentence! She threw her legs around my back and screamed at me, over and over,

"FUCK ME!"

I started deep stroking mom's very tight pussy. I was pushing the entire seven inches deep inside of her, clear to my balls and then pulling it back to where just half of the head stayed inside of the opening to mom's pussy!

"Oh mom your pussy is so good, uuuuh...oh yeah, your so great mom, ohhhhh...come on how do you like that," I said as I started to fuck her harder and then started to to take her tits in my fingers.

"OHh...son, I about to cum, fuck me harder, put your whole dick into your horny mommy, oh yeah Tom, just like in the, uhhhh...story, where I uhhh...cum so hard."

Soon I was on the cusp of my own impending orgasm. I slammed the end of my big dick against mom's womb and told her,

"Here it is, I'm going to fill your pussy with my Cum!"

Mom, "No don't cum in me! I'm unprotected!"

With a lot of effort I pulled my dick from mom's pussy and ejaculated all over her stomach and small breasts, some of cum even shot all the way to her face and hair! When cum hit mom in the tits and face she had another massive orgasm, even stronger than the previous one!

I looked down at mom's Cum covered body and had a terrible thought,

"Holy fucking shit! What have I fucking gone and done?"

Afterwards we lay together and we went to sleep after that intense session which has to be the best I have ever had.

Please help me out as I have a fantasy I want to satisfy, can someone post a video with a young black girl and older white guy. I'd love to see her suck him, then he fucks her and then cums all over her sexy little face. She should be young, thin and have small boobs, I'm not looking for underage but it would be great if she looked that way. So help me out please!

looking for a image, from about two weeks, of two young kids grabbing and older (an very hot ) teen boobs !! its was a on of the most view pic of the week

Hey does anyone have that removed video of a young blonde girl who is in a white shirt, she flashes her blue bra, then later her boobs, and then her pussy or ass for like a little bit? It was on here for a while bit has dissapeared. A user named "palelu" uploaded it, others MUST have copied it it was golden!

Hey does anyone have that removed video of a young blonde girl who is in a white shirt, she flashes her blue bra, then later her boobs, and then her pussy or ass for like a little bit? It was on here for a while bit has dissapeared. A user named "palelu" uploaded it, others MUST have copied it it was golden!

I confess, I went to a Jr. High baseball game today and I wasn't interested in the game. The little tank tops and short shorts of the young girls was my interest. Bending over and the young boobs showing and those young thighs coated on suntan oil, so innocent laughing and joking. I even missed a foul ball checking out a young girls butt. I hope there's nothing wrong with me since I confessed.

I saw a stickam video the other day with a very hot young brunette, doing a little strip and then rubbing her wonderfull, right in the top of their growth, firm looking boobs with oil while sitting on a chair in her room. Can't really describe more but I hope someone knows what video I mean. She is really, hot dark/brunette girl so someone must ;)

I confess I love to cross dress as a girl.
To clarify I am straight, but I enjoy pretending to be the opposite gender, especially pretending to be some chick I know and then proceeding to do nasty shit to myself whilst fantasizing.
People have said that I look alittle effiminate, and I ever thought so too myself. I used to be very fat, but I lost more than half my weight to get my current slim, lean figure. However the fats on my chest never burned properly and I now have a minor case of man boobs. Only a few've teased about it so far, but I love them.

Since young I've always had this compulsion to try on my mother's clothing, but the thought that it's my mom's didn't sit well with me so I managed to lay off till now.

It started recently as I got together with a girl and we were at her place when she offered to buy back lunch since I was feeling lazy that noon after lectures. It was only the third time I've been there so i decided to explore.

Couldn't believe my luck when I stumbled upon a stash of her old undies and clothes. Judging from the bra size they were probably a couple of years old ( We're both 19 now).

Before she got back I stowed a few pairs of her undies in my bag, as well as some old clothing. I still keep them, so to list them out: a black/white striped panty, a purple sports bra, a black bra with crisscross straps, a black lace mini skirt, black spaghetti singlet and really short denim pants.

When I got home that day I immediately put them on and was struggling not to get a boner just yet. The final piece to completing this genderbend madness was a
mocha brown wig which reached halfway down my neck, kinda short but i like. Stole it just weeks before from my uni's drama association.

I stood infront of my full body mirror and couldn't believe my eyes. 15+ years of desire finally fed. I could barely recognize myself in full "gear".
Till today I frequently shift my mirror up to my bed and slowly strip myself and jerk off. Love it.

I confess that I like to get in the sauna nude at my gym. I love seeing the young girls act like they're not looking at my boobs while we're talking.

I think i know why i like real young girls. tattos on my ex wife & (2)daughters. They were small on ankles & lower back and i didnt mind much since it was a done deal. I think of a virgin with no outside marks on their bodies. All the tats on boobs,close to pussy, ass, makes me think of sluts or biker chicks which seem to be the same THIS TURNS ME OFF!

have any of you seen - pics or otherwise really young girls but with big boobs, esp more so than someone normally that age would have.

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: r u drunk?
You: nice
You: very nice
You: show em if u want
Stranger: im not drunk! bahahahaha
You: what r u doing
You: im drunk
You: oh hers are def nicer
You: hers r nicer
You: u can tell from here
Stranger: thats mean
You: show em
You: im a guy were all the same
You: we want boob s this late
You: show me
Stranger: well we cant show you because theyre not nice enoughh!
You: hers r
You: my bad im just drunk
You: urs r nice too
You: im just bored about to fall asleep
You: have fun girls
You: the first girls are really better i was lieing earler
You: who has the better butt
You: doggy is best
You: to tell
You: arch those backs
You: just like that
You: we like to see u on ur knees how ur legs spread out that way
You: nbomb ladies
You: very nice
You: lets see thoise thongs
You: pull em dowm
You: i want a reall ass shot girls dont be scared
You: ur not fat ur sexy
You: close call
You: nices asses
You: both of them
You: she needs a spankiong
You: wish i could slide my fingers all over u
You: in ur slits
You: spank her
You: thats funny
You: i want some pussy now ladies
You: u got me all horny girls
You: have u ever had ur pussies eatin before?
Stranger: yes by my dog
You: so nice
Stranger: wanna see?
You: good girl very much want to see
You: massage her tits they need it
You: very much want to see
Stranger: let i see your dick then!
Stranger: deep throat!
You: then talk
Stranger: can you hear me?
You: wish i could lick u two
You: together
Stranger: wish i could suck you
You: i would love to fuck u girls
You: i would pay
Stranger: good money?;)
You: id want to nut in both of u for that
You: u dont play together?
You: kiss her neck for me
Stranger: we do.. just not in front of the camera;)
You: im glad i cant smell it
Stranger: it smells like shit!
You: damn i wanna pound both of u pussies
You: im bored do something fun
You: i wanna see u get her off
Stranger: whats your name
Stranger: do you like kid cudi
Stranger: ?
You: wish i could finger ur lil slitd
You: s
You: i wanna eat the girl in the back first
Stranger: are you rich?
You: not really just enough
You: to go to the store everyday
You: and hot ones
You: i wanna fuck the cute one in the back
You: she looks like she needs it
Stranger: come over and its a date
You: i would knock her up tho lolz
You: fuck so hard
You: u wont care
Stranger: no babies, but yes
You: ur pussy needs it
You: ur too mean
You: i dont want meAN BABIES
You: just nice cute ones
You: thats what u r for the cute part
You: ur a cock blocker
You: help ur friend get off
You: cause u r so demanding
You: ill cry too then
You: gimme some awesome girl in the back
You: aww
You: maybe u would be happier with dick too then?
Stranger: no
You: i wanna suck some nipples
You: can i see em?
You: ive been good and everything
Stranger: nopeee:)
You: i love to eat pussy
Stranger: still crying
You: can i see you in doggy position?
Stranger: no
You: im sorry
You: i thought didcks made girls happy?
You: show me where they come out of
You: im sorry
You: we should smoke weed then till one of us forgets
You: i want to kiss the girl in the back on her neck
You: right there for sure
You: she needs her tits squeezed
You: i care about her
You: oh that was nice
Stranger: theyre so tender.. it would hurt
You: massage em
You: ur jelly
You: what part?
You: ill help u learn what ever u want tyo know about why guys whatever
Stranger: why do guys get turned on by boobs?
You: most of twhats feels better tho is sliding it in a new girl for the first time
Stranger: what are major turn ons?
You: guys operate by visuals
You: we have to like what we see to become interested
You: in putting more work into girls usually
You: its like signs of healthyness turn each sex on
You: gimme kids ?
Stranger: ya
You: both
Stranger: 3 girls 1 boy
Stranger: 2 boys:)
You: i just want to do a lot of nutting inside girls
You: cute ones like u two
You: but the nice ones first
You: u should get on the pill
You: then the boys can enjoy themselves more
You: its so much better feeling
You: just let her relax
You: i wanna see u make out
You: did i answer ur ques?
You: oh
You: what turns us on is wondering what u look like naked
You: i wanna see the hair on ur pussy but u prolly wouldnt show me
Stranger: well you can just imagine it;)
You: ok thats fair i guess
Stranger: sorry;)
You: for us to get the turned on part instead of the sad part is if u at least tease us
You: oh we like when u touch slowly
You: we like ur soft touch
You: we like when u make us food and do things to take care of us
You: u do it for the kids we bring home the money its simple math
Stranger: i get it:)
You: alot of women just want to be taken care of
Stranger: but i have to have a man that has enough money to buy me shoes
You: provided for and fucked properly
You: but for us to want to buy them we have to think we are getting what we want
You: at some point u have to do what we want to keep it going
You: we know this
Stranger: some action? i knoww
You: whats the big deal about that part tho?
You: u r an animal animals that are healthy have sex drives
Stranger: well we want to have it be special:)
You: had to get special from boys that dont know their way around a womans mind or body
You: u have to go to older guys for that
You: im glad u got on stead of her
You: shes cute but trippin
Stranger: shes crazzy ahaha:)
You: tell me about how ur relationship with ur dad?
You: i know why y r here
You: need peeps to talk too n stuff
Stranger: wer really close like i tell him all about my boyfriendss and stuff
You: seriously tho i would fuck u n try n knock you up
You: thats good
You: u seem like u cant tell him the things u really want to tho
You: i can see it in ur eyes
Stranger: some things i dont want ot tell him...
You: about her huh?>
You: wanna tell me?
Stranger: naww just what i do with guyss
You: yes more
You: im a serial killer allday long thats why im so tired now
You: what do u do with them he doesnt know
Stranger: everything;)
You: where is ur fav place for a guy to cum?
You: wish u would ride this dick for me
Stranger: me toooo:)
You: i wanna smell how wet u are
You: i wanna rub this on ur slit
You: i know u want it
Stranger: ohh yeahhh
You: in u
You: i wanna see u on ur knees grinding on me
Stranger: i want to feel it
You: can u show me something?
You: yea
You: do it
You: cause girls are fertile and we can tell when u need dick everyday
You: u walk differently and sound n talk different when u r horny
You: men can tell not boys
You: thats why u get so frustrated with boys ur ages
Stranger: well thats interesting...
You: how do u think i could tell u were the girl for me vs ur friend?
You: women need us for their testosterone injections to help with their thinking
You: if u notice when a guy cums in you you feel different
Stranger: hmmm i dont knoww.. i guess the way i would look at youu
You: its like medicine for females
You: what u mean?
You: i wanna touch you allover so bad
Stranger: like girls give different looks. it like the playful look and the deep look
You: i can tell that right now u dont want to be made love to, you want to be fucked
You: good and hard
Stranger: just how i like it
You: with ur hair pulled and prolly tossed around a bit
You: see what i mean
Stranger: yeahhh
You: right now u dont want a guy to bring u flowers u want him to tell u to shut the fuck up and swallow this dick
Stranger: well you know what your talking about
You: see im a man
You: we know certain things
Stranger: i can tell
You: i wish u wer e in front of me right now id put my arms around you then bend you over
You: and put you on all fours
Stranger: more
You: id yank ur panties off
You: rip them cause i want it too
You: id just take u and fill ur lil damp pussy with as much cum as i could make
Stranger: more moreeee
You: show me that pussy
You: tell her to eat u
You: tell her just this one time
Stranger: i cantt
You: u can show me those tits in the position ur in whith out her knowing
You: i almost can see
You: oh shit thats soooooo fucking sexy
You: ur pussy is so wet right now
You: i want to touch it and lick it
You: if she goes into the other room i wanna see pussy asap
You: it would help to see ur ass
You: sexy
Stranger: hold on be right back stay here
You: im go soft
You: lol
You: hey
Stranger: hey sorry she wanted food
You: she me while she is gone
You: oh fuck
You: i wont tell
You: can i see pussy hair?
You: doggy
You: oh my god so fucking sexy
You: can i see a flash in doggy from the back like if i was khitting it?
You: tilt cam up
You: pussy
You: view from doggy
You: very nice
You: slide ur finger inside
You: before she come back let me see it go inside ur pussy
You: ;please
You: god u r so much sexier thanher
You: lick ur finger
Stranger: shes backk
You: oh fuck yes
You: ur hot
Stranger: thankyouu
You: to be honest with u ur dad prolly thinks about u like this
You: u would be hard to have for a daughter
You: too damn cute
You: u prolly run around ur house like that all the time
Stranger: no he thinks imma good girl:)
You: u love dick dont u?
Stranger: yess
You: good girl :)
You: u ever let a boy cum in side u yet?
Stranger: noo not yet
You: i can tell ur one of those girls that will like it alot
Stranger: does it feel different?
You: ur whole body will shudder whn u feel a man unloading his seed filling u up completely
You: ask ur mom lol
You: girl talk
Stranger: no way!
Stranger: thats so awkward
You: its true tho
You: talking to people
Stranger: im not asking her thoughh
You: its just sex theyve done it
You: just an idea to talk more about things is all
You: maybe im just a bit open more than others
Stranger: i know but its just awkward with my mom
You: kinda like ur cuter than some others
You: and u have bomb tits
Stranger: thankss:)
You: wish i could suck on em forr u
You: i can bite em correctly
Stranger: i wisj you would
You: lemme have one more
Stranger: no shes hereee
You: ur tan line is cute also
You: on ur tits
Stranger: isnt it? thats what you get when you wear a stapless top
You: id like to feel ur lil warm pussy slideing back and forth on the dick in doggy
You: as ur ass slaps my thighs over and over harder everytime
Stranger: oh yes ehh moree
You: spread those legs and show me that juicy pussy, just plunge those fingers inside
Stranger: i would if she wasnt here
You: wish i could fucmj u this hard
Stranger: i wish you wouldd
You: sit on one of ur fingers while she cant see
You: id moan out eat me please
You: if i were u
You: she looks like she would help
Stranger: if she wasnt here!
You: i wanna fuck u so bad
Stranger: o god me tooo
You: u would totally let me nut in you i can tell
Stranger: how is that?
You: just can
You: cause i make you feel like a real woman huh?
Stranger: yess
You: u want to know how it feels when i grab ur ass
Stranger: yess i do
You: ur just waiting for me to cum, but im not tryin to cum
You: i wanna see more skin from ur fine ass
You: have u ever eatin a girl out yet?
Stranger: nopee
You: or had it done by one for you?
Stranger: not yett;)
You: one day
Stranger: hopefully one day this summer
You: should be tonight if u had some patron
Stranger: i cant shes not like that
You: u let the boys eat you yet?
Stranger: yess
You: good girl
Stranger: thats mee;)
You: i want to put my hands domn ur panties
You: and play with u some
Stranger: or your dick could do the work
You: feel the wet warm folds of ur skin as they slide around my warm rough finghs
Stranger: oh yess ahhhh yeahhh
You: i want to grab u by ur hips
Stranger: yessss
Stranger: pleasssee
You: it would be bomb to hear you whisper daddy in my ear when u came
Stranger: you cum?
You: i want to tuck u into me now
You: feel that ass against me
Stranger: what aboout my tits what would you do with them
You: put on in my hand of course while you are against me
Stranger: more
You: what do i got to do to see more
You: ur ass makes me hornier
You: just keep thinking ill see some of that young pussy
You: why is she giving u a hard time for felling horny
You: its normal
You: enjoy ur body with others
Stranger: im not telling herr
You: can u rub ur clit while ur chAtting
You: where she wont see
Stranger: oh wow ohhh yeahh
You: i just really want to see ur bare pussy so bad
Stranger: i bet
You: if i saw u in public you wouldnt be this open with me but you would still have the same wants n desires
You: so how could i better cut to the chase with younger girls irl?
Stranger: evey girl is dirty behind closed doors.. dont make them uncomfortable though
You: jwithout creeping on em
You: how old are you
Stranger: 16
You: that makes me so hard
Stranger: how old are youu?
You: 27
You: id like this to rub ur clit
Stranger: soo would i
You: id like to watch u grab it and sit n it
You: fuck yea
Stranger: she wants to sleep
You: as an older guy i want to fuck an underage girl so bad
Stranger: why
You: cause i shouldnt mostly
You: and younger girls are fresh and not worn out like some women are
You: not a girl really just a young female
You: ur age is fine
You: your body could take a mans penis probably
You: so one old enough for that obviously
Stranger: like you
You: i wanna spread ur lil legs andtaste that sweet piussy of urs
You: id like to fuck u so hard right now
You: id looen that ass up for u
You: loosen
You: ur a lil slut come on
You: im not ur daddy u dont have to hid it from me
You: pull those to the side now
You: lower the cam a lil
You: lower the cam
You: im in love lol
You: i want to fuck u so bad lil girl
You: daddy needs some too
You: get up in there where u need it thats not deep like u need
You: show me that clit
You: pull it to the side mnore
You: sexy ass
You: god ur fine!
You: all of it
You: it s mine show it to me
You: omg i wanna lick those wet lips
You: therev u go
You: daddys always know their lil girls need some of this
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I confess, I love parents night at my local swimmimg pool. A lot of guys bring their young daughters, and they have to bring them into the male changing room. I always make a point of making sure my cock is on display. It is such a turn on to see the 5 and 6 year old girls faces when they see you soaping your dick in the showers. It's even better when daddy takes their swim suits off and you can get an eyeful of the tight young pussy slits and tiny boobs.

Alright, so my mom re-married when I was young and my step-father's family
is very large and I am constantly meeting new people. A year or so ago I was introduced to his cousin and their daughter [Alexis].
My sister (half-sister [Let's call her Max]) got close to her and they started sleeping over to each others' houses and when she came to my house she would always ogle me a bit, but I ignored it. One time they decided to sit with me through a movie or show or something. Alexis sat in between. The couch had enough space that we could all put our feet on it and such, so it was spacious.
Alexis decided she was cold and I fetched us some covers.
Now, me being the horny teen that I am, I put my hand on her lap.
She looked at me, it seemed to be a mix of pleasure and confusion, so I took it off.
Later on when Max was engulfed in the TV, Alexis whispered to me "You know, it's weird, whenever I fall asleep, I can't feel anything. Like, you could hit me or touch me and I wouldn't wake up." I didn't really respond, just gave her a confused look, and then I noticed she turned her back to my sister and closed her eyes.
Question, do you think the following events were wrong? Did I misread the "situation"? Despite the whole "family" thing and my sister being right there?
Following events of her "slumber." I took this as invitation to put my hand on her lap... and then move it up to her thighs (she wore black tights by the way.)
I very un-smoothly lowered her tights and spread her panties and stuck my finger in. She was, I think, trying not to react to anything, and I started to finger her and rubbed her clit. Now, I'm not green in this department, but I don't have TOO
much experience and she wasn't reacting so I just did this for about a minute and got bored and stopped and just grabbed her boobs a little (for my own satisfaction)and then left.

Now, based off the response and demand I'll post some other stories dealing with Alexis. I might even give you our ages if you care enough.

i confess i worked in the sex industry for 4 years as massage girl (rub and tug). the house rules were no sex, no touching between the legs or anything oral. i got naked with alot of men some hot some not some old some young some fat some skinny.most men would have a spa bath with me wich was a lot of naked cuddling and groping.... i let some of them put me in different positions, finger my pussy, suck on my boobs, tongue kiss me, rub there raw cock up and down my clit, penetrate my pussy and ass.i also sucked a lot of dick cause i couldnt help myself. some of them offered to pay ... others would give me tips and some would get it for free. i feel a bit dirty sometimes and think wat tha fuck was i doing letting them do that to me...i think i smoked to much weed and didnt give a fuck wat they did cause when i closed my eyes it felt good. also i have a naughty horny pussy wich controlled the situation alot. i wonder if i would like being a fullservice girl(prostitute) or if i just got off on it cause we were braking the rules. ah that feels good letting that out :)