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  • — Men Only —
    Straight Male / 54

    This year we will have been married for 40 years. I never loved her, not like that. She is more like my sister, we live together and that is fine. She and I haven't had sex in over twenty years. I don't go around telling her when or if I get some woman to bed, but I imagine she knows.

    For all practical purposes this has been a marriage of convenience. She comes from a well to do background, which allowed us to live in a very nice house in a very nice neighborhood and our two kids grew up with good schools, university degrees and all. On my salary alone we would never have had that. When I married her I was looking at the money, having grown up on the wrong side of town where the working class lived.

    I won't say that I took advantage of her, not in the sense that I never gave back. But it has been a marriage of convenience. I don't know how she entertains herself, or if she ever needs to entertain herself. We haven't shared a bedroom in over twenty years, to each their own. As far as sex with her, she was never a good partner, never cooperated or engaged. From the earliest days I always felt that it was a form of masturbation, except using the real thing instead of your hand.

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 46

    The first time I suck a cock I arranged to meet a man at an adult bookstore.
    When I got there I followed him into the video booth I sat down on the chair unzipped his pants and pulled out what looked to be a 7-inch cock.
    I immediately open my mouth and put that beautiful cock in my mouth sucking it for all it's worth and I had such a boner from sucking this cock.
    But I kept sucking this cock licking his shaft massaging his balls and licking his balls teasing his dick head with my tongue and sucking his cock some more.
    As I was sucking his cock I felt his cock start to throb in my mouth he was getting ready to shoot a hot load of cum I kept sucking it and sucking it I wanted that cum next thing I know I have a mouth full of his sweet come in my mouth and I swallowed every drop of it that was the first time I sucked a cock and I fucking loved it.
    And ever since that first time I have sucked I don't know how many cocks and I haven't even taken a few in my asshole that's the fucking best.

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 35

    My landlord has the power of life and worse-than-death over me, thanks to a surprise visit during consensual sex with a young man who turned out to actually still be a few months shy of legal age. He filmed us, sent the young man packing, after verifying his identity, then locked the door, and came over to me, tied up and vulnerable as I was, and made sure I could be identified, before specifying the terms of our future 'relationship' Finding myself utterly helpless, both literally and figuratively, I had no choice but to cooperate with him, which involved my complete surrender to his desires, and those of a surprisingly large group of "friends" who took advantage of me, either as a "freebie" or for a fee, payable to him! I had an extensive collection of bondage gear, mainly of the total-enclosure nature, latex, leather, and rubberized fabric, the latter being mainly self-engineered, although the "pride" of this group was an actual Vietnam-era ex-army body-bag, sold by an Army surplus store, and used by hunters as a drag-bag for carcasses. The fat miserable bastard really preferred that to anything else, and I spent days, nights, weekends even, locked up in it, the zipper padlocked to a chain round my neck, and straps buckled tight round my waist, and knees. There was an added zipper at my mouth, plus two tiny air-holes right above it, and another zippered opening right at my crotch. Thus he had unrestricted access to everything he wanted, which involved endless face-fucking and cock-sucking, by him, and every last one of his "buddies" often one after the other, for an entire day, or even weekend! Some smart-aleck came up with a laboratory who would pay for refrigerated "pre-cum" in a glass vial, apparently for research into 'male enhancement' products, so I was milked and subjected to prolonged orgasm delay/denial, until they had gathered enough of the precious gunk, for a sale. It has been a year now, and I still have to let myself be treated this way, on demand, or risk a complaint from the 'victim' who would doubtless have been 'in fear for his life'.....the hard honest truth is, I have come to enjoy this treatment so much, that I think I am a true addict, and I don't think I even WANT to be free of it, if I could! Doesn't seem like there's much chance of escape anyway, as I have no job, no money, and not the guts to try to disappear into a "new" life, just in case it goes wrong. They delight in telling me how much "child m****ters" are hated and brutalized, in prison, and it seems better to accept this sort of brutalization, which at least comes with the bondage I crave so much. I have no friends or family, and nobody to advise me, although I'm pretty sure the only advice I would take, would be to embrace the status quo, and luxuriate in my humiliation and abject surrender to these demanding pricks! (in more ways than one!)

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  • — If The Boss Only Knew —
    Straight Female / 19

    Sick Boss Up-Skirt Camera

    I am pretty sure that my boss had a spy cam setup under my desk.
    This is my first job out of high school. I took it so I could help pay for college expenses so this is really important. I am young, Latina, and small for my age but I make up for it by trying to be independent. The only problem is that I'm really shy and don't speak up when I should. I try so hard to make people like me.
    I was so grateful to find a job that was only a few blocks from my home and yes, I still live with my parents. It's only part-time for now, so it won't interfere with my school.

    So here's what happened...
    The company I work for has only two office workers (both of us women) and then there's our boss. He's a middle-aged white guy, tall (about six-two) and pushing about two hundred, maybe three hundred pounds. He is originally from Chicago and likes to talk a lot about food (and women). He's kind of a braggart and loud. I can hear him from the other side of the building and through his office door.
    Even in our interview, I could tell he was a bit of a pervert because he kept staring at my little breasts the whole time we talked. I would have been really offended except he offered me the job right then and there. So what, my desk was at the farthest wall, next to the entrance. I could live with that.
    Now, he told me that I had to wear something casual and cute. He wanted to keep a relaxed atmosphere but wanted me to wear something inviting for our clients. Short pencil skirts with button up blouses. It was pretty specific, but being that this was only for a few hours a day, it wasnât too much to ask.
    I love my job. Greeting people and taking messages was pretty easy and simple. I had the greatest desk. It was brand new dark wood with smoked glass trimming. It was in a corner but had a great view to the parking lot and the green-belt area beyond it.
    The only issue I had was with my chair. It was an old and worn model. The stuffing was coming out of the seat in several places. It was a hold-over from my predecessor. She was a retired accountant and had trouble getting up. This chair had an electronic lift control. I tried it a couple of times. It only hummed but didnât work. When I asked about it, I was told that a new chair was on order for me.
    So now itâs my first day, Iâm wearing my new outfit; short skirt, red top and three inch heels. Everythingâs going pretty smooth and time flies by, fast. My perverted boss only comes over to look down my blouse twice. I'm sure he wants to get a glimpse of my nipples. I just button up an extra button. Everything was really smooth, except for that damn chair. I swear I could feel the springs poking into my ass. The chair was worn to where my ass automatically fit into a defined groove. Not only was it uncomfortable, but I swear I didnât touch the controls, but the chair began to lightly vibrate. I swear. It was it was very light, but I could tell. It stopped after about an hour. Thank god. It was really starting to get intense on the crack of my ass. It didnât hurt, but it was really distracting. I was clenching thighs and crossing/uncrossing my legs all afternoon. I remember thinking how much I would have enjoyed it if it was in my room at home. At the end of the day, I asked my boss when the chair was coming. He said probably early next week. He told me it was a real pleasure having me around. Smiling, he was actually talking to my chest.
    So the next week is pretty much the same as the first day. I greet people, take calls and then try to keep from wetting my panties. That damn chair seems to have a mind of its own. Itâs like we have a sexual relationship. I keep asking about the new chair, but secretly I hope it doesnât come in. Somehow the vibrations are getting stronger. I have to take more restroom breaks during work because the buzzing is making my insides shake. Sometimes I find myself rocking to some subconscious rhythm. I can only take it for about an hour at a time. After hitting the power button on the controller about fifty times, the chair stops. At least thatâs what I thought (at the time). It was odd, but like clock-work, my boss would come striding over to update me on the order. Itâs still on order. He was very sorry. He never looked sorry. He always seemed like the cat that ate the canary. Of course, he took his daily look down my blouse.
    After about a month of this, Iâm beginning to think that my replacement chair is never coming. At least my perverted boss never approached me. Maybe itâs because he has daughters my age. Thatâs what I thought.
    It was Friday and everything was great. It was getting late and my chair hadnât malfunctioned, yet. My boss starts his crap. Hey, baby. Got any plans for tonight? You have a date? Youâre looking very nice (emphasis on nice). I told him that I was staying home. I lied. I had a date with a new guy. I was wearing my lacy bra, thong panties, five inch stilettos and had my makeup done up. He was really going too far with his comments. He said that whoever the lucky guy was, he was sure I would have a great time. Maybe I would like to take off a little earlier today. Well hell, Iâll take it! What is this guy up to? Did he change? Nope. I caught him staring at down at my bra. I hope he enjoyed my little titts. He says I can take off an hour earlier.
    So now Iâm excited its payday, leaving early, and I have a hot date tonight! Everything was so sweet. And then I think my arm hits the controller and my chair starts itâs convulse. Not like normal. Itâs more intense and my ass now seems to be sitting deeper in the ass groove. The spring under my ass now is pushing hard on my puss and it feels like an earthquake. Please, not now! I look around. My coworker is downstairs in the copy room and my boss is in his office talking to some old buddy. He is laughing and talking very loud. Who knows what about but I have to get ready to leave soon. All I have left is adding some data in a weekly spreadsheet. I canât seem to get anything done.
    My whole bottom is vibrating, now and my pussy feels like itâs on fire! I can feel the muscles in my both my ass and pussy contracting involuntarily. I push the power off over and over and nothing happens. In the background I hear my boss belly laughing. Heâs talking loud and Iâm hearing him clearly. âOh, yeah. Oh, yeah. Daddy likes that. Thatâs right. Howâs that feel?â What? It must be coincidence. Oh, shit it was more intense now. I was getting wet, now. There was no stopping it now. I let out a sharp âAye!â The boss opens his door to ask if I needed anything. I tried to look normal but I was holding on to the armrests like my life depended on it. He didnât seem to notice, but he was all red and was giving me a creepy-ass look like he knew everything! He closed the door just as my body started to shutter. They were crossed under the desk, but my legs suddenly went straight out and my toes started curling so much that my shoes came off. It was so embarrassing that I couldnât even get out of the chair until the power turned off. Strangely enough, my boss had gone silent. I sat there for a few minutes until I was sure that stand. I took a couple of steps until I realized that I didnât have any shoes on. Then I heard him again, âOh, my god, dude! Black and tiny! Yes, so tiny and spicy too. I tell you, it was amazing! I canât wait to show you. Hum, so sweet and so wet. I canât wait until next time. Yes, I turned it to the highest one! Ha, ha. Iâm sending you the file right away.â
    My shoes were way under the desk. I got down on my hands and knees and started crawling. It was kind of dark. The lamp on my desk illuminating my workspace and my chair but the base of the desk was pitch-dark. Then I saw it. It was a red LED blinking light. It was faint, but it was at the back of the desk where the glass trimming was. I grabbed my shoes and then reached up and got my phone. I turned on the flashlight feature and shined it on the glass. It looked like there was a small box with a wire running to a power adaptor. Was that a camera?
    âWhat are you up to?â My boss was standing a couple of feet behind my ass. I was up. I told him that I dropped something under the desk and what was that red light behind my desk. He said not to worry, it was a thermal sensor. It was part of our safety equipment. When I peeked again, the light was gone. He said that if I wanted to go now, I could. Of course I took off. He just walked back to his office.
    Driving out of the parking lot, I felt so stupid. How long has that been there? What did it catch? Oh, shit I was wearing a black thong today. He was saying something about black and tiny. Was he talking about my panties? Oh, I was going to be sick. All I can imagine is this old fat bastard watching his 32 inch monitor. I remember how the lamp lit up my chair through the glass trim. It must have been a perfect setup. I was in a tight, little skirt that rides up when you sit in a big overstuffed chair like I was in. He must have had a perfect up-skirt view of everything! Did he do something to the cushion? I bet that it was him! He said that he had it turned to the highest setting!
    If I had any question if I was setup, when I got back to the office, I found that my new chair had come in and the âthermal sensorâ was gone. Nothing was plugged in behind my desk. I canât prove he did anything and heâs acting like he hasnât completely violated me.
    Every once in a while, I think he watches the videos of me (there at work). I know the camera had a great microphone because Iâve distinctly hear my voice saying âAyeâ coming from his office. All I know is that I really need this job and that I now check my desk before sitting down. I donât know what Iâm going to do if he tries this again or something worse. I just hope the videos he has satisfy his urges. He's been undressing me with his eyes, now and that makes me very nervous. I'm not sure I could tell him to stop if he pushed me to do something. The thought of that old, fat man taking advantage of me is so horrible. What to do. What can I do? This is my first real job. I don't think anyone will believe me.

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Straight Male / 23

    I just fucked a tranny about an hour ago.
    I live in a very small and boring town but I was surfing through Google looking for escorts. I am somewhat paranoid about showing up to an escorts place and being arrested by cops. Most of the females looked fishy so I didn't hit up any. But then I found one single transexual. She had long brown hair, tall, wide hips, nice round butt and a nice big rack. I really wanted to get my dick sucked so I said fuck it.

    I hit her up and drove to her hotel nervous as hell due to my paranoia. When she opened the door, she looked better than in her pictures. She had told me she would only suck my cock through text but when I got there, I quickly realized she had more in mind.

    I got completely naked as she requested and got on top of her nude body. It was smooth, her cock was about 6 inches and was thicker than mine. I began kissing her neck as we both began to moan. My cock was poking her hole and I could tell she wanted me to fuck her raw but I was hesitant. She put a condom on my stiff 6 inch uncircumcised dick and I shoved it inside her. I began to thrust and oh boy, this was the best ass I had ever had my cock in. It was so tight and no girl I've ever fucked in the ass, made my dick feel that way. I was pounding that ass and she kept telling me to cum as I kissed her lips and neck over and over.

    After fuckin her for a good 20 min, I pulled out, took my condom off, and stuffed my cock in her mouth as she was laying down. I face fucked her and her tongue felt so good too. I had my cock in and out of her mouth as I slid my finger inside her asshole. She was stroking her own cock while she blew me and I could her how wet and sticky it was as she stroked. It was so hott. After a while I was ready to cum so I pulled my dick out of her mouth and jerked it until I shot my load all over her tits. She kept stroking her gorgeous dick as I finger fucked her ass. She came all over her stomach and a stream even landed on her breast. It was beautiful.

    If she wasn't an escort, I would've probably fucked her raw. I know it would've felt so much better. After we were done, she got up and cleaned herself and I had a cleat view of her bare ass. I wanted to eat it so bad but I knew we were done. Maybe next time I will, and maybe I'll even suck her off. We hugged and I left. If I ever find a transexual who was very cute and nobody would know that she had a dick, I'd probably date one and possibly marry one. God damn.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Straight Female / 31


    I have to make modifications to this story so it is not quickly identified. I was in law school struggling through tort law and my seemingly impossible finances. I also had to sit through a series of court trials as part of my education...report analyses on them.

    Sitting in the coffee shop attached to the courts, an elegant woman in a blue suit approached my table and asked if she could join me. What it was, after some chatter, she represented a gentleman who wanted me to suck his cock and was willing to pay %500 for the act. Looking at the elegant woman I found it rather surreal but I could see that she was serious. If I wanted to survive in law school, I had to look at the event as an opportunity and I had blown guys before, none represented by beautiful, well dressed women.

    Ending up in an office, curtains drawn, I was sitting patiently when a man walked in and said hello. He was a stocky, not fat, but thick-necked man in his 50's, I guessed. Noting his large hands and nose I wondered if the myth was right and as it turned out, when he dropped his pants, it transcended myth into reality. His cock looked like a street fire hydrant. The man asked, "Do you know who I am?" I lied and said, "no sir" recognizing him as a well known, local judge.

    He spoke a bit about needing the relief from a job of high stress, etc. I took his now hard cock with one hand and there was no way I could encircle it with my hand nor fit more than his glans into my mouth. He said, "Just relax, slacken your jaw, don't be frightened by it. I did the best I could to grip his beer-can sized cock with my hands and suck it off. I jerked him some and then got the idea to suck his balls to compensate for not fitting much of his cock in. Holding his cock up toward his belly button, I lapped on his testicles, feeling them rolling under my tongue.

    He started moaning in relief, saying, "Oh, good, goof." and I went back to his cock and got it in beyond the head. He offered me another $500 if I would slide my thumb up his anus. I thought it gross but also thought the money was worth it. I did it and he continued moaning. He then went even another deal to be allowed to fuck my anus for an additional $1,000. The idea of having that tool inserted into my asshole was truly frightening but he said, "I have incredible lubrication I will use and you will like it."

    Looking around the swank office, I stood up and pulled my panties off, lifting my skirt and bending over the desk. "You'll love, it, you'll see," he said. He walked over to his desk with his boner at high attention and, again, I quivered in fear. He lubed up behind me then I felt the head of his cock at my sphincter, slowly pushing in, until I felt his cock, what felt like all of it, inside me. He asked if I was o.k. and I said, "I'm good," breathlessly, feeling like a month of turds was up my ass. He moved slowly at first then feeling the hot flesh surrounding his large boner he sped up. While I did not "love it" I was shocked that I could take the massive meat tube. I also tried to concentrate on the money this apparently well off man was going to pay me.

    I could feel his balls flattening out on my ass as he drove in deep. Then, he announced that he was going to finish inside me and all I could think was that I was glad he was not inside my vagina. He pushed in so deep I felt me eyes popping out and he came with a loud moan, leaving his tool in until his spurts stopped.

    No more than ten minutes later I was back in the coffee shop, with wet panties under my skirt, my asshole feeling a bit strange, and the gorgeous, gray haired woman came up with an envelope in her hand. She did not leave until I counted $2,000 in $100 bills. Then she said, "Nothing happened, do you understand?" I said, "Yes, I do." As time went by I gradually discovered that the judge must have known that I was a law student and perhaps more, but the event never repeated and the timely money made all the difference to me.


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  • — Gay Stories —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 51

    Back when I was a teen 17 years old and always horny I had a wild experience. My parents both worked I was the last child at home all my siblings had grown up and moved out married or living on their own. My parents decided to have some work done on the house so we had workmen coming in and out most of the time. I would spend my time in my room or the basement the few areas that were not being demolished or rebuilt. One day I got home from school and the hose was empty no workmen around and my parents would not be home until late. So I dug some porn out of my Dads stash and popped it in, It was a guy fucking a woman rough with a rather large cock. I lay back on the couch pulled my sweats down and started to jerk my cock.
    Suddenly I heard someone clear their throat it startled me it was right behind me. I jumped pulled up my sweats turned to see a young man about 20 or so shirtless in shorts and work boots very tanned and muscled body. I was blushing and did not know what to say. He spoke and said sorry I am Todd I am one of the roofers I di not think anyone was home came down to use the restroom. I stood there the porn playing with my cock hard in my sweats. I did not say any thing but I noticed he was hard in his shorts. He then said mind if I watch with you? I am the only one working today and its hot and I am horny. I did not know what to say still reeling from being caught. I said I guess. he walked over to the chair pulled down his shorts and started jerking his cock watching the man pound the woman on the TV. I stood there in disbelief but my eyes were fixed on his cock. He had a thick cock not long maybe a bit over 6 inches but mushroom head. I had seen guys in shower etc and seen hard cocks on porn but never one in real life this close. For some reason I was fixated on it. I sat down and started rubbing myself under my sweats. he looked over and said its cool if I jerk off isn't it? I said yes sure as I gulped my throat was very dry and my body was on fire. He said sorry dude did not mean to spook you and its cool if you want me to leave. I said no its cool as I let my cock free and started to jerk off. My eyes were not on the porn I was watching him. He looked over at me and smiled OMG he was so good looking so tanned his smile did something to me I wanted to be near him. I had never really looked at guys in this way but this guy was so perfect in everyway. He had a line of hair from his chest that led to his dork bush that framed his cock. He had green eyes his hair was shaved close on the sides but had a tuff of hair that was combed to one side. His smile melted me and for some reason I felt the need to touch him.
    As if he heard my thoughts he said to me you can touch it if you want. I did not even think I just got up walked over and put my hand on it. It was warm and felt good in my hand. He leaned back and spread his muscled tanned legs so I could get a good grip. I stated to jerk his cock. he moaned and said mmmm that feels good. He asked if I had ever sucked a cock. I said no, He said would you like to. I don't know why or what I was doing but I said yes.
    I put my face close I could smell him he smelled of soap sweat and a sweet odor I had never smelled before but I liked. I licked the head it had a salty taste that was not bad. I licked down the shaft and my nose took in that sweat smell. I licked his balls like I had seen the chicks in porn do. He moaned and thrust his hips toward my face. Oh God he said yes that feels good. For some reason that made me feel proud that I was making him feel good. My head was spinning I was lost in the moment and I just got lost in his smell his voice I just wanted to make him feel good.
    I said I have never done anything like this. he smiled OMG I melted and as he spoke his voice was deep and hypnotizing with each word he spoke he made me want to please him just that much more. he said kid its cool just do what you feel comfortable with its up to you don't do anything you don't want to.
    With his words I took his cock in my mouth all the way to the shaft. it felt hot on my lips and fit so perfectly in my mouth. I started to do what I saw the chicks in porn do. He lay back smiling down on me and telling me how good it felt. Each time he said how good it felt I just wanted to do all I could to make his cock feel good. My own cock was hard as a rock and was resting on his hairy leg. I sucked and sucked as I could hear the moaning of the people on the porn tape running in the back ground. I thought he would watch as I sucked him but he never took his eyes off of me. He placed his rough working man hands on my shoulders they were warm and his touch sent electric sparks through my body.
    I had sucked on him for a while when he said kid you are going to make me cum. he asked if I wanted to swallow it. I was so lost in what I was doing I did not even think about it when I nodded yes. I could feel his body tighten he moaned and swore fuck fuck fuck kid your gonna make me....... he never finished that sentence. He pushed his hips up took the back of my head and shoved deep in my mouth. Before I knew it he was bathing my throat with his cum. I gagged a bit at first but then I tasted him OMG it tasted so good like nothing I had ever tasted before. I started to suck at him like a baby with a bottle I wanted more all he could give me. As the last shot filled my mouth and I drank it down I did not want his cock to leave my mouth. I held him there while he went soft and I jerked my cock with his in my mouth.
    After it was over I felt shocked and a bit embarrassed. He smiled and said I had done great and that seemed to make me feel better. I turned off the porn and asked him if he wanted something to eat for lunch. he said sure. We went to the kitchen and I made him lunch. he sat there eating shirtless and looking so damn sexy. I was drawn to him maybe puppy love I guess. We talked and he was very nice and funny and I melted ever time he smiled. When we got done eating I asked if he wanted to do it again I could not believe I had said that to him it shocked me as the words rolled out of my mouth what was wrong with me. I did not know what he would say but it seemed to make him happy and he said sure. so you liked it he said? I blushed and said yes I did very much. We went to my room he took off his boots socks and shorts and lay on my bed. his cock was hard and I was ready to taste him again. I put on some music and lay next to him. He took my face in his hands and kissed me OMG he was a great kisser and my cock jumped in my sweat pants. He rolled me on my back and lay on top of me kissing me and grinding his cock against mine. He propped my head on the pillow and moved his hips over my face and lowered his cock to my mouth. I opened and let him in. He started to pump his cock in and out of my mouth as I jerked on my own cock. he took some time to cum but I did not mind I liked his cock fucking in and out of my mouth. he started to pump faster and deeper into my mouth gagging me a bit but it felt good. I heard him moan and he arched his back thrusting deep in my throat. I felt the first shot of his cum and that set me off I started to cum shooting all over his tanned back. I could see in the mirror on the dresser his white ass pumping towards my mouth and his tanned legs and back stiffen as he emptied his cum in my mouth. God he tasted so good I shot such a huge load as did he. He pulled out fell next to me on the bed and gasped saying damn that was so good. I ran my hands over his hairy chest and pulled myself close to him. His musky smell was intoxicating I just wanted to be near him to smell him to taste him I was hooked.
    For months after that day we met up and I would suck him off and he would hold me and kiss me. later we went farther and I let him fuck me but that is another story.
    Years later I got married and had a house of my own and had to have some roof work done I made sure to call the place he now owned to do the work. Could not wait to see him again and maybe have some fun like we did when I was 17.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 34

    My older sister was at sixteen, already a world-class sadist, who delighted in playing rigorous 'tying-up' games, with me, and sometimes her best-friend. I was twelve at the time, already prone to budding erections, and blessed, (or cursed) with an exceptionally large male organ! This fascinated them, and they played with it incessantly, every chance they got. Our mother was an invalid, and my sister, mature for sixteen, pretty much ran the household, with an iron fist! When I complained loudly about cramps, with rope, she get inventive, and made one of her older parkas into a hooded strait-jacket. "This way we don't have to look at your stupid face anymore!" she giggled nastily, while sentencing me to blackness, and difficulty of breathing, tightly hooded as I was so long, and so often, while they tormented my fully-erect cock, and swollen balls, unhindered, unseen, until I was begging for the release of orgasm, which I had been introduced to, by then, and denied mostly! These witches loved to see me squirm and moan and groan, and beg and plead! By the time was fourteen, and she was eighteen, things had moved along, she used contraception, and mounted me often and endlessly, turning her activities into semi-consensual but highly illegal "r**e". I know I was totally addicted to her, and whatever she chose to do with me, by then, and utterly unready to complain in any shape or form. She seemed attractive to me, but she wore glasses, and boys didn't care for her much - maybe she was too bossy for them - and she just didn't date! She did enjoy a far superior sex-life though, what with being able to dictate and control the action, to suit her every whim. Then she discovered tongue-clit contact, and that was her activity of choice from then on! So the parka/strait-jacket was reversed, back to normal, and the hood now left enough space for my tongue to do its rigorously-trained work, on demand! I experienced every possible humiliation, and different version of a similar confinement, as the months turned into years, and suddenly I was eighteen, our mother passed away, we sold the house and moved to an isolated rural place, and lived as husband and wife from then on, our inheritance being pretty substantial! I was a stay-at-home 'husband' and she went to work, and we discovered the delights of full-body latex confinement, which allowed me to do all the housework, while she was at work, and still allowed her to have whatever she wanted from me, on return. There will be no children, obviously, and neither of us care, really. That brings us up to date.......

    #39347 — Comments (0) — Feb 20, 2018 at 2:09 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Fetishes and Kinky Sex —
    Straight Male / 48

    I find friends family members and total strangers used condoms with cum in them and swallow all of the sperm while I jerk off

    #39311 — Comments (0) — Feb 16, 2018 at 9:01 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Fetishes and Kinky Sex —
    Straight Female / 44

    I just had the most amazing explosive sex with my husband and an old male neighbor of ours. Alcohol and talking kinky and getting horny led to it. It was amazing, they both took turns doing me, then both at the same time. We did it all, anal, dp and they both came in my mouth and I swallowed both of their warm yummy cum. I really want to do this again and more often. I have a select list of friends of ours and i want to sleep with them all and the great thing about it is my hubby gave me the green light. I have a date with two of them this weekend. Iâm on Friday and one in the next town from ours on Saturday. I am beyond excited and just cannot absolutely get enough man meat!!! â¤ï¸ð

    #39340 — Comments (0) — Feb 20, 2018 at 2:00 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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