Before you read this and assume im some EDL chanting fuckwit, i have no problem with anyone so long as they don't have a problem with me. Im in no way writing this with racial motivations, it's targeted at asylum seekers who come into this country, divide communities and create hostile environments for anyone not like them. However i will admit i use one group in particular as an example, but that doesn't make them the only one guilty of this.

What would you say if there was groups of people moving to your country; buying streets of houses for their relatives and other people from their country; ignoring the law of the country they're in and following their own special law instead with no interference from the government who are scared of 'offending them'.
In England this is happening and has been happening for years and no ones doing a fuckin thing about it. Call me a racist if you want i don't care, so called 'refugee' communities with no interest in integrating with our society are ruining this country.

Gangs of Muslim men raping little white girls because in their culture women are below men.

Young kids being brainwashed by sharia law fanatics in pop-up mosques appearing like fuckin weeds in every town and city.

British troops being harassed and beaten up in the streets and being branded 'murderers' in their own country.

Refusing to learn and speak english and only speaking their native language with people from their country.

I have no problem with people of different faiths, backgrounds, whatever. But i won't stand for it when british people become a target for these cunts and no one has the backbone to get rid of them. If you hate white people so much fuck off back home!

When I was 19 years old and in college in Florida, I got really heavy into drugs. Mainly party drugs like coke and ecstasy, and of course plenty of weed, but on occasion other drugs as well. I was out of control and living one big party life on my parent's dime while they struggled mightily to pay for me to have the opportunity they never had and go to college. Looking back I feel like a total asshole about it now as they wanted nothing more than for me to be successful and not have to struggle...sorry, I digressed.

Anyway, since I had no money and wanted to keep up my partying lifestyle and since I was always very athletic, in shape and considered "good-looking", through one of the people I met in the party scene I ended up doing some modeling to make some extra money. Pretty low rent stuff, nothing glamorous, but a couple hundred bucks a week.

This quickly evolved into the opportunity to do some "videos". It started with just masturbation videos of me lying in bed, or on a couch or in the shower jerking off. I figured I was going to do it anyway so why not get paid for it and I was getting paid $100-200 per day that I did a shoot. I could sometimes do 3 or 4 scenes in a day. The guy running the operation said he was impressed by my "re-load" ability and also that I had just the right cock for it...I'm about 8 inches, decently thick and my dick looks perfectly formed from shaft to head and can blow pretty big loads even after only a little break in between. I knew that these were primarily for gay guys to watch but I didn't care. If someone gets off from seeing me, so fucking what. I did these for a while and then he asked one day if I'd want to do some full sex movies and photo shoots and showed me some of his portfolio and all things considered the chicks looked pretty hot and we were now talking more like $300-500 per day so I jumped right at the chance.

It was a crazy scene and pretty much everything you wanted was at your fingertips. Women and drugs galore. Parties every night after shooting. We were all in the 18-22 age bracket so it was just a no responsibility show. But as quickly as I made money it went back out the door on drugs and partying. Then one night when we were partying at the main house this director used for shooting videos, him and a couple of the other "big wigs" in their operation asked me if I would be willing to do some more hardcore shit. At first I was thinking they meant bondage, s&m type stuff, but they quickly made it clear they were talking gay action. I immediately said not a chance, I was straight and no way I could do it. They pushed the matter (and a coffee table with a big pile of blow on it) and said that all the actors in their gay shoots are straight guys because that is the look they wanted in their videos, strong masculine men, not femboys. The guys just do "gay for pay" and they also said I could make up to a $1000 per shoot depending on the circumstances. At that point my eyes lit up and I think they knew they had me. I asked them more questions and they said I could be strictly a top and receive blow jobs, that I didn't have to get fucked or suck or kiss anyone if I didn't want to. I could also do bi scenes where a female actress or two would be involved. I said, what the fuck, let's give it a try.

The next week they had scheduled me in for my first scene. I was shaking like a leaf prior to which was totally not like me. In the other stuff I had already done I was totally calm and had no issues getting naked, getting hard and fucking in front of other people. It was a one on one scene with me and another guy. I was going to be swimming naked in the pool and then get out and immediately go to the lounge chair next to the pool when the "pool guy" was going to show up to service the pool and eventually me who was masturbating while watching him clean the pool. I actually was having a difficult time getting hard which was totally not the norm for me, but he came over and began blowing me for a while and soon enough I did get fully hard. I had sunglasses on and just kept my eyes closed and picturing hot women. I put on a condom and ended up fucking him in a few different positions and then to my surprise he end up blowing his load on my chest as he was riding me, then slid off my cock, dropped back down and sucked me to completion taking my load all over his face.

I said afterward that it wasn't that bad, but I didn't think I wanted to do it again...until I got my next offer and more cash. It went on like this for a while and me just doing the fucking and getting sucked. I still was primarily doing straight shoots though. Then the director came to me with a proposal for a scene. It would be me and this girl I had done some straight scenes with and we would be a "married" couple and then another guy who was coming to our house to do some repairs. But he wanted it to be a scene where me and her completely serviced this guy. We all were going to suck and fuck each other, no holds barred type stuff. I was extremely hesitant but he offered up my biggest payday yet and it was a good chunk of money for 4-5 hours of total "work". I was so far gone into the scene at that time that I agreed and said let's do this.

The day came and again I was nervous. I did all my usual prep on my "manscaping" and where I normally do everything I can to keep myself fresh down below, this time I added the step of the diet one of the other male actors recommended and his full enema routine to completely clean me out. The worst thing on a porn set when anal is involved is having a shit accident. It came time for the scene and we were in the bedroom on a king size bed where I was fucking the girl for a while then the "repair" man came in, he joined in with me "thinking" he was just going to play jointly with my wife but then he starts licking my balls and ass and pulling out my cock from the wife's pussy and sucking on it. We go through some more motions and she is sucking him then she tells me she wants to see me suck him and this is it, the moment I took a cock in my mouth. I did what I had to do and then after he fucks her it was my turn to take his cock. I was laying on my back as she sat on my face and then he started fucking my ass. Hurt like hell but I had to put up a good front. He even made a comment that got into the video about how tight my ass was. Anyway, we finished the scene after everyone had been fucked and sucked and I went out that night with some of the other people from set and we got destroyed on drugs and booze. I was fucked up beyond belief and when I got home that night I said that was it, I was done. Absolutely no more of all of it. The drugs the porn, nothing. The next day I called up the director and said to pull me from the stuff he had me scheduled for the next week. He tried to convince me and told me what a fucking amazing job I had done the day before, but I told him I had to get out. I couldn't handle the life and really was regretting all of it. I pulled the plug that day and never looked back.

So, somehow through all of this I didn't flunk out of school. I ended up completing my degree and living out a pretty mundane, boring college life and working a bullshit part-time job in one of the offices on campus answering phones and shit. Really nobody in my "normal" life had any clue about what I had done. My parents were none the wiser about anything I did partying or whatever and were proud as could be the day they saw me get my degree. I started a job with a top consulting firm and in the decade plus since, have worked hard and progressed so much in my career that I look at the "crazy" money I was making from porn and laugh at how little it is compared to now. I am engaged to a very attractive and smart girl who is an attorney and makes plenty of money herself, but also has no clue about my prior life.

I guess my biggest fear is that one day I am going to come on here and see one of my videos front and center. I know they are out there in various places on the web, but they obviously weren't under my real name and the look I had back then was very different than it is now where I am clean cut hair, have a beard, and even back then in a bunch of the scenes I had bleached blonde hair for a while and a deep Floridian tan. I guess my real name and SSN is on file with the porn company somewhere so that could somehow get out, but generally speaking I got away free and clear without any repercussions. Crazy the journey our lives take.

About 6 months ago my daughter took me out to the bar to celebrate my 60th birthday. We had dinner and was enjoying some drinks when one of her childhood friends came in and she invited her to join us. Erica was a very attractive woman in her mid 30's and has an amazing set of tits on her. My daughter suggested we all leave and go back to my house to smoke some weed. Erica said she hasn't smoked for years that her husband didn't like her doing it but agreed to go with us.

The girls stayed up talking and smoking while I went to bed. My daughter had to drive back home the next day and I had the house all to myself again.... Later in the evening I heard a knock on my door and it was Erica and she asked if Kathy was home.. I told her she had left but could come in if she would like...She walked and I offered her a drink and asked if she had fun the night before. She said yes and asked if I had any more weed... We started smoking and talking and she said she really missed getting high...I told her she could come over anytime and it would be our little secret...She laughed and thanked me.

In a couple days she came back over and we got high again. She started asking me why I never got married again after my wife passing away 10 years prior and I just said I haven't found the right person yet. She continued saying it must be hard living alone for all these years and I said it was but I survive. She starts talking about her marriage saying her husband hasn't touched her for months. I told I couldn't believe that and that it's been since my wife passed since I've been with a woman. She thanked me for the weed and talking with her and I told her to come back over anytime.

A week went by and she showed up again wanting to get high. We smoked and was talking when I felt her hand on my leg, It startled me at first but I didn't mind. She said she had been thinking about me being alone for all these years and wondered if there was anything she could do for me. I didn't what so say but just that I was okay.... She looked at me saying she wanted to thank me for talking with her and getting her high and her hand moved to my cock!!! She started opening my pants saying I bet you miss this and pulls my cock out...I taken by surprise but its been so long since a woman touched my cock I didn't stop her. She stroked me and soon had her mouth wrapped around my cock making me cum in no time!!!

A month went by and she showed up again wanting to get high and again sucking my cock. But this time I started touching her and taking her top off to see her gorgeous tits!! She finished me again got dressed and left.

Another two weeks went by till she returned but this time I wanted more!! I started touching her getting her tits out again and putting my hand down her pants feeling her moist pussy. She had my cock in her hand as I opened her pants and she pushed them to the floor. I fingered her as she stroked my cock and soon had my face between her legs tasting her juices while she sucked me off again!!!

Being 60 my cock doesn't last as long as it used to but the next time she showed up I wasn't to waste time.... She walked in and I just started undressing her and licking her pussy...After she cum on my face a few times I was hard and I just stuck my cock inside her. It felt amazing being inside a womans pussy again and I shot my load inside her....We sat naked together and smoked and she said she didn't mean for this to go that far that she just wanted to help me out a little. I apologized and said I couldn't myself and just wanted to fuck her.

I haven't seen her now for over a month but hope she comes back over someday

Ok so i have to confess i love living in southern California this time of the year its 80* today and girls are already wearing short skirts. N E ways i was sitting in traffic on my way to the hardware store and look over to the car next to me and there is a hot little Mexican chik in a short skirt with big tits and im looking then i remember i had some mardi-gra beads still in my truck from fat Tuesday. so i dig them out of my console and show them to her and she flashed me. this isnt the firt time ive been flashed on the freeway but she was smoking weed and did it like it was nothing so i told her to pull over and she got over in-front of me and moved her way over so i fallowed like any man would and when we stopped i grabbed my phone and waled up with the beads and handed them to her and asked if i could see them angain and take a pic ans popped them out. I am pretty happy i needed to go get that tool for work. thanks boss. i did not ask name of number because im married but did ask to touch and she said no.

when I was 14 my dad, had some renters that lived downstairs.. my dad worked long hours and was hardly around.. after a while I started to hang out with the renters as they would treat me like an adult.. they were in there late 30's and we would always talk about girls and sometimes watch porn.. It was cool.. one time on a sunday morning.. my dad was gone for the day on a business trip and it was football sunday.. My renter invited me down to his apartment for a day of porn, football and a couple suprises.. I was curious.. so I went down and he had the first suprise ready for me.. A joint.. I smoked weed for the first time and got real high.. then we sat down on his couch and he sat right next to me.. real close.. but because I was high it all felt good.. then he put on the porn, but this time it was differn't.. it was a couple dudes 69 sucking... I didn't want to seem uncool so I acted like nothing was wrong... next thing you know he was rubbing his dick and wispering things to me like.. "why don't you suck it.." and "don't worry no buddy will know but you and me".. he then took my hand and put it on his dick.. I started to rub it.. after about 5 minutes of this and watching the guys go at it.. I decided to step up and I reached down his sweatpants and grabbed a hold of his dick.. the guy seemed to like it, so I continued.. he grabbed my head and pushed me down onto the floor down between his legs and he slid his pants off.. now I was face to face with my first dick..his dick was weird.. It was long skinny and had a large forskin.. the guy made it easy by grabbing my hair and proceeding to fuck my face.. I had never felt anything like it in my life.. I liked it.. his skin would swoosh around in my mouth with my tounge while he pulled it in and out of my mouth.. after a couple minutes he decided that he was ready to finish.. and told me to open my mouth and swallow his load when he cam.. from the porn I new what he wanted.. I had no idea how bad it would taste.. when he shot the first load in my mouth I swallowed.. same with the second but the third made me gag and I got the rest on my face.. this is a true story and it continues from there..

I went to this girl's house last night to sell her a sack of weed. She was 20 bucks short, so I said she could toss me off and we'd call it even. She was a little drunk, so the handjob quickly turned into a blowjob/titty fuck. I nutted down her throat and went happily on my way. But this morning I find out her stalker ex-boyfriend was lurking around in the back yard watching the whole thing through the crack in the blinds; apparently right after I left he busted in and beat the shit out of her. Now he's in jail and I might have to go testify about getting my dick sucked in a court of law. How awesome is that.

Yearbook pic of a girl I went to highschool with who's brother was extremely open about fooling around (mostl mutual fapping and oral but a few actual fucks) with her when they'd been drinking or smoking weed. He thought the fact that they were both adopted made it OK. Most people didn't seem to think it made a difference... I didn't care because she was damn cute and I'd fooled around with my own full-blooded sister.

As I get older my fantasies are more about mind control than sex. I dream of living in my rich uncle's house which would be mine of course, and to share the mansion with me would be a gaggle of women, all of whom I know or knew at different times of my life. On the day of their arrival I would show them around and explain their house keeping duties and exercise routines. I would lead them to the laundry room, sit them down one at a time, and shave each of their heads while the others watch. The hair would be saved to make proffesional grade wigs. When a girl is good she gets to wear her hair or anyone else's for that matter, which would surely grow into a catty act of disdain for one another. This would amuse me greatly. Late at night the "herd" of baldies would strip for a swim then return to the house for booze, weed, sex, and a wonderful dinner prepared by me. The ladies would not be allowed off the grounds but would shop online for just the right clothing to match each persona. Schoolgirl uniforms, camo and army boots, bondage gear, toddler dresses, office attire, roller skates, and evening gowns. There would be endless video of the girls having sex and pissing on each other with yours truly providing the money shots into each of their faces. Reward, punishment, suspicion, drugs, sex and music. But I am only one man. Occasionally I would ship in some ringers, the finest she-males with the biggest cocks to service my girls.
Eventually, I would choose one girl to make pregnant, and the rest would bow down to her, fighting each other for the privilege of licking her huge belly, nursing on her fresh milk and seeing to her her every need. Once the baby is born, I would sneak away under the cover of darkness. I don't like kids.
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I confess that recently, I've fallen back for my ex, Reese (not real name... for now ;P). Excuse the crap first picture, I wanted to post a picture I'm certain can't be reverse-searched before I posted her saucier pics. We got together when I noticed her at work, talked to her, realized the guy she was with was an asshole, and convinced her to leave him for me. What happened next was a mad flurry of amazing sex, smoking fancy weed and genuinely enjoying life. I broke up with her (like a fucking moron) when she saw some FB messages of me joke-flirting with another girl at work. I have always been a faithful monogomist in life and never would have cheated, but I was afraid there was no way she'd ever forgive me :/ So she goes back to her ex and they move in together. I monitored her tumblr ever since, regretting my decision, but finding other women to continue life with. I'm almost a year into a committed relationship. One day, by accident, she tagged a SECOND blog to her first one. The new blog has pics of her posing nude, including a couple with her tiny-dicked bf. Because we were never honest, I never knew she liked showing off her body, never knew she was a little bi-curious and that fmf threesomes were a possibility, never knew that she'd understand that flirting was flirting, and as long as I loved her and was stable for her, things like that didn't matter. But I know now :) And so does she. She's still (understandably) iffy about the entire thing, but we think we are going to try again, this time more openly. Until then, though, we're going to attempt a fwb situation, possibly even doing cam shows to earn some extra cash. I started this entire account to document the situation after discovering the confession board. I love this site :) However, since her and I are BOTH currently in relationships that we're too afraid to lose, I can't risk us getting caught. Add to the drama. DUM DUM DUMMMMM. lol. So anything reposted from her blog will be filtered enough to stop reverse-searching, but I WILL eventually be posting original content we generate ourselves if there's enough interest. So, upvote if you want more :)

i think i'm emotionally deprived, i feel empty inside right now...

last night my friends convinced me to go out to a club, i did and it was okay, and i kissed a cute girl.
i hadn't kissed someone in a while and it didn't make me feel how i expected, i still felt empty.
i looked away for like a second and she had disappeared. in my head, i know i shouldn't have gotten attached that quickly because then i may come across as needy, but i couldn't help it. her leaving made me feel so shitty, like i was rejected even though she just kissed me! fuck i hate that i have such irrational emotions. i'm an 18 year old guy, i shouldn't be so damn sensitive.

i have no idea what to do to get myself outta this slump, except for using drugs which does kinda numb that feeling for a while. i think drinking just enhances my negative emotions and thought patterns but when i do stuff like smoke weed or whatever, it helps take the edge off for a while. i suppose getting a girlfriend might help but A) that's assuming a girl wants to be with me in the first place and B) what if i do and she cheats on me or something? the fear of rejection i have feels like its growing as time goes on

anyways they're just the thoughts that are going through my head right now, i really needed to get that off my chest

I spend a lot of summer weekends camping in northern Michigan. Sometimes with friends, but often on my own. Tent, hammock, nice fire, whiskey, maybe some weed and enjoy the fresh air, the water and the stars.

This summer I was driving to my campsite on a Friday afternoon, when I saw a car on the side of the road. This was among the many stretches of road in the area where you might not see a car for miles, or hours. There was a girl sitting Indian style on the grass next to the car, calmly smoking a joint, right next to a flat tire.

Being a gentleman, I pulled over and offered to help change it, see if she needed help in general. This girl was so very sexy. She had a strong hippie vibe, flowing red hair, patterned dress she might have made herself, no shoes, very relaxed and easy going, and friendly. Her name was Allison, and she had incredible legs. About 5 foot 8, half of her was legs. Her little dress was riding up her thighs, barely covering her crotch as I walked up.

"Need a hand?"

"Sure, if you want to, if not I'll be fine. You want some?" she said, offering me the joint in her hand. She had big eyes, the kind of mouth you dream about wrapping around your cock, and medium sized tits hiding beneath her loose fitting dress.

I took a couple of hits, passed it back and extended my hand to shake hers. Instead, she got up and hugged me, squeezing me hard. Her thigh was pressed against my already semi hard cock, and I know she felt it. She giggled a little in my ear, and rubbed her leg back and forth for a second.

"I think there's a spare in the trunk, I'm gonna catch some of this sunshine" she said, lifting off her dress to reveal only a bikini bottom, no bra or top. Her nipples were hard, and amazing. Her tits hung perfectly, with freckles here and there down her stomach to the top of her bikini line.

"does this bother you?" she asked, prancing in front of me topless in the sun.

"Not at all, does it bother you that I'm still watching" I asked, adjusting my shorts without looking away.

She giggled again, bent over, ass aimed at me, and took a blanket from her bag, spreading it out on the ground. Not a single car had come by either direction since I stopped. She was maybe 24 years old, tight and toned with a body that had me full hard before I even got the tire off. She liked to show off, and liked to be watched.

She was also very talkative.

While I spun the lugnuts and loosened the tire she began asking me questions.

"Do you think I'm pretty?"
"What do you like better, my legs or my butt?"
"Do you like sex outside?"
"Ever fuck a complete stranger?"

I answered every question, trying to play it cool and coy, seeing that approach seemed to make her even more interested. I let her know she was very pretty, had great legs, that I am a nature buff, yes and that I had fucked a stranger. Then I looked her directly in the eyes as I pulled the spare tire from her trunk and told her "I'd love to fuck a beautiful stranger outside, right on the side of the road, where anybody might see"

Her eyes got big, and she began to slide her hand down her stomach towards her bikini bottom. I went back to working on the tire, knowing that would drive her wild. And it did.

I could hear her fingers in her pussy, that's how wet she was. And the little moans. I refused to look until I had the new tire on. And her moans got louder as I ignored her more. As I tightened the last lugnut she was openly telling me she wanted me in her mouth, and between her legs. As I lowered the jack, returning the car to the road she told me she had no gag reflex. I almost broke character, my dick jumped in my shorts, and she saw it.

I loaded the flat tire and the jack into the trunk, and closed it. Then I looked at her. She was laying on her back on the blanket, legs open, fingering herself furiously, mouth open and panting as she stared at my crotch.

I walked to her, slowly, and stood over her. I unzipped my shorts, lowered them until my bulging cock popped out, and told her "don't stop until I'm so hard it scares you".

She grabbed her cunt. grabbed it. came all over her hand, and sat upright. The tip of my dick was between her lips immediately. She took her time, taking me deeper into her mouth an inch at a time, cupping my balls, swirling her tongue around my pulsing cock.

And then I put my hands on the back of her neck, and told her to put her hands behind her back. She did. What a good girl. And then I proceeded to slowly feed her my dick, all the way from tip to balls. Long, slow strokes into her mouth - almost pulling out completely, then pushing back in until my nuts were on her chin. Then I held her there, and stared at her. I told her that her throat was my playground. She moaned onto my meat. I told her when I was done with her I would cum anywhere I damn well pleased. She grabbed her cunt again, frantically rubbing it until she came, still with my entire cock in her mouth.

When I pulled out she gasped for breath. I pulled her upright, bent her over at the waist so she could hold onto the side door handle of her car, and entered her from behind. She was like a vice. I swear her cunt was the tightest I've ever been inside. She was bucking back onto me, as I held her hips, only allowing her to go back a little at a time. Squeezing my shaft with each stroke, she begged to let her have more. So I did, slowly, an inch at a time. My dick was white at this point, coated with her cum. Her legs were shaking and she was panting so hard.

That's when I pulled out, spun her around, pushed inside her as I lifted her off the ground, as she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. I put her right on the hood of her car, and began to pummel her. Just then, the first car we'd seen drove by, honking its' horn. The guy driving was holding a thumbs up out the window. We both laughed, wondering if he would come back.

I grabbed her wrists from behind my head and pushed her arms back onto the hood of the car. Her nipples grazed my chest as I moved back and forth on top of her. I was so deep in her, so fucking deep. I was slowly pushing her up the hood with each thrust. I knew I wouldn't last much longer.

I kissed her, hard, then told her I hope'd she was using birth control, because I was about to flood her pussy with cum. She bit my lip, and said "I'm not, but do it anyway"

I lost it. I fucked her methodically for another 20 seconds or so, and unleashed an incredible load right into her fertile little fuckhole. She came with me, twice, whispering thank you in my ear over and over and over again.

Just then, another car drove by, whistling and horn blowing from two guys in a truck. We figured it was time to get dressed. She asked my name, to which I told her it was sexier if she didn't know. She agreed. I told her where I was camping, including the site number, and that she was welcome to come hang out in my hammock.

The next night, her old car rolled up, still sporting the spare tire I put on. We spent that evening and the next morning making each other cum so many times, I can't even remember how many. Then we had breakfast at this little diner in town Sunday, and went our separate ways. Never did tell her my name.