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  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Straight Male / 23

    My gf and I were on the way back from a movie and had to go right past my mom's house, so we decided to drop in and see if she needed anything. We let ourselves in and made our way towards the back, family room, where we could see the TV was on. We got to the kitchen and were about to announce ourselves when we noticed mom was not alone, Aunt Cindy, her older sister, was working her over with a rubber cock.

    Lesbian porn was playing on the TV, both of them were naked, and Aunt Cindy's toy was one of those harness type where she was the guy. Mom was bent over the arm of the couch and Cindy was really giving it to her. About that time my gf reached her hand around behind her and started rubbing my crotch.

    We were both just frozen there watching my mom and aunt go at it. My gf pulled both of my hands around her and placed them on her breasts, then started grinding her ass against my raging hard-on. By her breathing I could tell my gf was about to start moaning, so I decided it was time to leave.

    I literally had to drag her out of my mom's house and force her into the car. She took her panty off and openly fingered herself and played with her boobs all the way to our apartment. She actually leapt out of the car and wrapped her arms and legs around me. She was way past needing any warm up!

    I opened the door and we fell into the apartment. I didn't even get the door shut before my gf was on top of me. We didn't even make it back to the bedroom for over an hour, all the time fucking with the door wide open. We were at it in the bedroom into the wee hours of the morning. I know I've never seen my gf that turned on before.

    I know my gf totally enjoyed what she saw, I even think I heard her say, "Fuck me Cindy" and "Lick me mom" during the night.

    #32985 — Comments (2) — Jan 15, 2017 at 12:18 PM — That's Juicy! (15) Remove This.
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 48

    I've read countless stories on this site, and in magazines in the past about guys who are turned on by their wives past sex life, and or stories about their wives fucking and sucking other men in the present tense. I fall into that group. I'm not sure what to make of it, but when my wife tells me about all of the guys who have fucked her, or all of the cocks she has sucked, I nearly shoot my load just hearing about it. I can't seem to get turned on unless she tells me some kind of sex story about her past. But when she does, I'm horny as hell! My wife is a pretty, tall, blonde, with a nice body, big tits, and a nice ass. She has never had a problem getting laid. Her main fetish is sucking cock. She loves to suck cock, and has sucked loads of guys off. Married or single, didn't matter to her. If the situation was right, and she liked the guy, she sucked his cock. When she talks about it, I get hard as hell. She knows how much I love hearing about her sucking, and fucking other men, and uses it to get me going, because she knows that I will go down on her like a mad man when she tells me about fucking other guys. I don't understand it, but the thought of eating her out after another man has fucked her, is the most erotic thing I can imagine. She has had a few lovers since we've married, and I can't wait to taste her when she comes home. I especially get turned on when she sucks another guys cock. Can anyone explain this fetish? I don't know why it turns me on so damn much, but it does.

    #32580 — Comments (2) — Jan 14, 2017 at 9:13 PM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Male / 25

    To start off, I guess I was a typical horny teenager. I got into porn by the time I was 15. I'm an only child, with 2 parents who both worked. I had far too much time to myself to get into trouble. I had the occasional girlfriend and started having sex when I was 16, but more often than not, I was always in my room on the computer getting into more and more porn.

    I was also 16 when I first came across "i****t" themed porn. It didn't really jump out at me right away. Outside of it being impossible to ignore my mom's big tits, I had never really thought about her that way. After seeing enough of the porn, I started to get into the idea more and definitely started thinking about my mom. Every once in a while I'd go and get some of her panties and jerk off into them, being careful not to get any cum on them. It was shortly after my 17th birthday when one morning my dad angrily approached me, with my mother slowly walking behind him. I was always very careful about deleting my browser history and all that, but somehow I must have forgotten to just once, and that's all it took for my parents to find that I had been looking at/watching the mom/son themed stuff. I was mortified as my dad yelled at me and wound up kicking my ass pretty good. I was already bigger than him at that point, but I wasn't going to hit my dad. Mom was basically silent. I could tell she wasn't happy with him taking it so far. My dad left when he was done with me, and mom came and patted my head and then followed him. That was the end of it, or so I thought. I even stopped looking at the mom/son stuff, out of fear of what would happen if I got caught again.

    A year passed. It was a few days after I turned 18. Mom had a day off from work and was there when I got home from my shitty job that I had gotten after I finished high school. We made small talk for a while. Eventually, she got kind of quiet and I asked her "what's wrong?" and she told me "oh nothing. Just thinking. Bills, you know?" I dismissed it as just that.

    A few minutes later, still quiet, mom asked me "Andrew... do you still think about it?"

    Being clueless, I asked "think about what?"

    I was sitting on the couch, as she stood over by the recliner and folded laundry. I looked at her as she paused and quietly said "you know... me. Us."

    My mind raced. I knew exactly what she was talking about. And yes, I had very much been thinking about her, us. She's a milf, for lack of a better term. 46 years old at that point. 5'5", long brown hair with gray mixed in. Nice, thick figure. Huge tits. I had always imagined what they must look like out of bra and shirt.

    I sat, frozen. I let out with several stutters "what? That? Maybe. Why? I mean... honestly, yes. I'm sorry. Why?"

    She said "it's okay, sweetie. I've thought about it, too."

    I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I stared into my lap nervously for a bit, before looking over at my beautiful mother, who was staring straight at me. She was blushing and smiling. She asked me "what do you like about it? You know... does the mother/son thing turn you on? Is it me?"

    Still nervous as fuck, still sort of stuttering, I told her "well, I guess it's both? I think the idea is hot. And you... look at you. You're hot." If I could do it over I'd have probably told her she was beautiful, or sexy, or something more flattering than "hot", lol. But being 18 and nervous, that's what I blurred out. And lucky for me, she loved it.

    "What about you? You've thought about it? What do you like about it?" I asked her.

    "It's very naughty. I can't put my finger on it, but I haven't been able to stop wondering what it'd be like. And you're very handsome, Andrew."

    By now my imagination was in full swing. The thought of doing anything with my mother was enough to give me a full out erection already. She noticed, as I failed to hide it.

    She walked over to me, leaned over, and rubbed my cock through my pants. "Why don't you come with me? Let's stop wondering."

    She didn't have to tell me twice. We held hands as we walked to mom and dad's bedroom. She told me to get undressed as she headed into their bathroom and shut the door. I quickly undressed and waited. A few minutes passed, and she opened the bathroom door. There stood my mother, wearing this red piece of lingerie and black high heels. She stood in her best "sexy pose" as I stared at her gorgeous body shown off by the see through top of the lingerie.

    I was sitting on the bed as she walked towards me. My heart was pounding. She sat next to me and we started to kiss. Passionately. Only seconds had passed before we leaned back and laid down on the bed, continuing to kiss. I felt her up and down. The girls I had been with before couldn't compare to the curves she has. And the kissing was great.

    Soon enough, she got into a different position. I knew what was coming. She paused for a moment, as her hand wrapped around my cock, and then she looked at me and said with a smile "you're much bigger than your father. Just so you know." And then she took my cock in her mouth. At first I laid still as she sucked my cock. A few minutes had passed before I sat up a bit, reached down, and put my hand on the top of her head. I ran my hand through her hair, before pushing down on her head and forcing my cock into her throat. She pulled off and excitedly said "that's it baby, make mommy do what you want." And then she took my cock back in her mouth.

    I'm not sure how long it went on like that, with me occasionally pushing down on her head. There were times where I think she was going to pull off for a break, but I kept her head down. When I felt myself getting close, I held her head down and began to fuck her mouth. She made distressed sounds but I was so close, I kept going until I was cumming in her mouth and throat. When I was done and let her up, she coughed and caught her breath, and then swallowed my cum.

    She stood up in front of me and asked me "so what do you think we should do now?" with a huge smile on her face. I stood and got very close to her. I slid the straps of her lingerie down to the sides and exposed those gorgeous, huge tits of hers. I played with them for a bit, getting a bit rough at times. I also reached behind her and grabbed her ass for a while, and told her "you're so fucking sexy, mom."

    She grabbed my cock and said "so are you, Andrew... son."

    I pushed her onto the bed. She slipped off her panties and the heels came off. She spread her legs as I shoved them open further. To this day, I'm not sure that anything can beat the excitement of that first time I shoved my cock inside my mom and she yelled "oh my god baby yes! Take me!" I can picture it like it was yesterday. And, I took her.

    I didn't even bother starting slow. I knew I was good to go for a while, having already cum once from the blowjob. I fucked her hard and fast, as she moaned loudly. I was rough and I moved around a lot. Her legs out wide, me leaning onto her and putting my hands on her head to pull her towards me; or her legs up on my shoulders, as I leaned down on her and tried to fuck the life out of my mother. She was enjoying every second of it. At one point during a position change, she started fingering herself with me still inside her. I moved her hand out of the way and started to finger her instead, as I very slowly moved my cock in and out. It didn't take that long before she was yelling that she was cumming. She repeated "mommy's cumming" and "you're making mommy cum" a few times. She wasn't kidding. Her whole body shook, as she'd wrap her legs around me and then spread them wide. I started to fuck her again and she yelled so loud I was worried the neighbors could even hear it.

    I fucked her hard and fast again, until I could feel myself getting close. I announced that I was going to cum, basically trying to see where she wanted me to do it. She just told me "okay baby, cum for me. Cum for mom."

    I pounded her until I started to shoot my load inside her. I grunted and even let out a moan as I buried my cock in my mother and emptied my balls inside her. We looked into each other's eyes and she had this open mouthed, wide-eyed, intense, serious pleasured look on her face. That's the best way I can describe it. We were both in heaven. When I had come to a stop and had finished unloading, she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in close and we kissed for a very long time, exchanging smiles several times along the way.

    "So, was it anything like you imagined it'd be like?" She asked me.

    "Even better, mom. You?"

    &q uot;Even better, baby."

    She told me she was going to take a shower and that I had better go do the same before dad gets home. I agreed. We had resumed normal activities before he got home, while exchanging undoubtedly dumb-looking grins with each other up until he got there.

    We went a few months without doing it again or even mentioning it again. I wanted to do it again so badly, but I didn't know if she still wanted more, or if it was just a one time thing for her.

    Eventually one day we were alone and having a disagreement about something, and I just lost it and pushed her down onto the couch. "Well this just got interesting" she said. "What are you going to do now? You're angry, and you've got me all alone."

    I ended up going down on her for a bit before fucking her on the couch. That was the day I realized we could do it a lot more often. And so we did, and have been ever since.

    She's 53 now, and I'm 25. Her tits sag a bit more and she's got more gray hair, but she still looks great. And she still loves to fuck. It's harder for us to find the opportunity as often these days. I'm married and living with my wife, but I still try to find enough time to go and visit mom once in a while. My wife knows I go over there a lot, and teases me that I'm a "momma' boy." If she only knew how true that were, lol.

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  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Straight Male / 26

    14 and Horny

    I was 14 and horny. I hadn't quite entered puberty yet. I had been camping out the warm summer night before, and a neighborhood boy who was about 10 years old came over to my campsite just to check out where I had camped out. I got to talking with him, and I took a chance by asking him if he'd ever been curious about seeing another guy's Dick before. Fast Forward, we walked to his house which was close by, there was nobody home, so I was getting excited to go through with my perverted plan. I told him how big my Dick got, and how it stuck straight out, bending upward, when I know someone is staring at it. I was wearing a pair of cutoff shorts no underwear, and a t-shirt only.

    He sat down on a couch in the living room. I told him we would play a little game. I'd pick a number between 1 and 10, he'd get 2 guesses. If he picked the right number, I would have to remove my shorts from the next room, toss them to him from around the corner, then parade into the living room from the next room without any pants on, if I wanted to get my shorts back from him. I made sure he guessed the right number on his 2nd try, then I acted reluctantly embarrassed that he won. Excited and shaking I walked around the corner sporting my young hard on, and 'Scott'(the 10 year old boy, began to laugh). That just added to my excited humiliation as my young Dick bounced up, down, and flopping around, as I glanced over at Scott to watch his focus on my stiff Dick, which I remember at the time was probably about 5 to 6 inches long, with a particularly fat circumference, and a large protruding well defined head(helmet). I paraded back and forth, to make sure he got a good show in profile. I pretended to be gazing into the distance as if I was unaware I was naked from the waste down flaunting my stiff Dick pointing up toward the ceiling for my young neighbor boy's eyes only.

    After his initial laughing, he said something like 'Woe! that is a Big Dick!' 'Walk that Big Dick over here so I can get a closer look at it'. I was anxious to comply. When I strutted over to the couch, I was now close enough for him to notice a couple of small tufts of pubic hair that were growing exclusively on both sides of the base of my Dick. He instinctively reached up with his thumb and forefinger to tweak a number of my long red pubic hairs, as he said 'Ewwww, Little Hairs! I was so excitingly humiliated, I felt like I was going to come for the first time. But it didn't happen. As he continued to stroke with fascination my long reddish orange pubes, I suggested he take his other hand, and with his palm, run it along the length of my stiffened Dick, over the top, underneath, and along each side, then wait about 10 seconds before repeating each rub of his palm, 'just to see what happens'. He was only to eager to do so. As soon as his palm brushed over the top length of my teen cock, my Dick jumped noticeably to an even stiffer stand at attention, pointing even more towards the ceiling, while also causing me to quite involuntarily, buck my hips back and forth, almost in slow motion with each stroke of his hand. I heard myself sighing out loud with a long drawn out Ooooooooo! Because I couldn't believe how good that felt.

    Scott began to recognize that with each delayed stroke of his flattened palm, he was in control of making my hips involuntarily thrust and buck back and forth by his touch. He laughed aloud with each thrust of my hard on. Once when he brushed his palm under the length of my Cock, I bucked forward and almost hit him in the face with my Cock Knob, but he just chuckled and ducked out of the way. Whenever he laughed or chuckled, I felt my face burn red with humiliation. This was new to him too, but he seemed to be enjoying himself. From his sitting position on the couch, he inspected me closely as I stood there bottomless. He then pointed out my Dick was actually quivering, which it was. Just then I suddenly became ashamed, and said ok, that's enough. I grabbed my shorts which he had set down next to him off the couch, quickly put them back on, then left his house hoping he wouldn't tell anyone about the little game we just played. I told him if he ever wanted to do something like that again, he could just say to me 'want a banana?' the next time I saw Scott playing in a field near my house, I was shocked when after a short conversation he asked 'Want a banana'? I told him 'nah, that's nasty', and that we weren't going to do that anymore. I lost touch with Scott after that. That was my only homosexual experience in my life. As humiliating as it was.

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  • — I Did It For The Money —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 23

    I've always been emotionally detached when it comes to sex. I think it has to do with the fact that my first few times having sex were with my uncle, who r**ed me, while I just laid there and took it. When I did start having consensual sex, either it was good or it wasn't. Really hasn't mattered who it's with or what kind of connection there is. If it's good, it's good. If it's not, it's not. No stress either way.

    When I was 16, a man offered me $100 dollars to suck his cock in the back of his car. After refusing at first, it dawned on me that I could actually make good money doing this, and again, I don't really care who the guys are. I ended up accepting his offer, and never looked back.

    When I went off to college, I met a "friend of the program", aka, a sleezy booster, at an NCAA D-1 college. I started getting paid to blow and fuck potential recruits, and current football and basketball players. No, I won't tell you which university, so don't ask. Needless to say, I made thousands and thousands doing this. They pay very well for the sexual services and to keep me quiet about it. I don't know how many guys came and went, and I never really gave a shit about whether the recruits came to our school or not. It was all about the money. Sometimes the sex was amazing, and sometimes it was shit. Most of those guys were completely arrogant and they all think they're God's gift to the earth. But again, it never mattered to me. As long as they followed the rules and wore a condom, I was good. I even continued to do it for a year after I graduated, because of the money. I walked away when I got tired of being around college kids too much of the time. I've been taking time off right now, which hasn't been a problem financially.

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  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Male / 18

    My mom is a whore, not judging just saying the truth that is what she does for a living. She usualy picks up guys and goes to a hotel with hem and comes back home in the morning with more money than she could make in a week at most regular jobs.

    Last night though was different I was woken up at about 1 am to the sound of obviously drunk people 2 guys and one woman who I knew was mom. I got up and looked over the railings and mom was encouraaging these guys to grope her and she was also starting undressing them. Over the next 2 hours I saw my mom suck get fucked and even taken up the ass, they all continued drinking too.

    Eventualy they were obviously getting too tired or drunk and it became quieter till mom fell asleep, one of the guys pulled out some notes and dropped them on moms sleeping body then they both left. After va few minutes when I was sure the men were not coming back I crept down the stairs where my naked mother was laying in the middle of the floor with several used condoms laying there. I am ashamed to say I did not even hestitate but mounted my mom and fucked her hard and fast until I was cumming inside her hot pussy. I have never cum so much in my life.

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  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 42

    I met my wife when she was 17, she's now 28, it soon became apparent that she would fantasise about sucking a c0ck while we had sex. I must admit the idea turned me on as much as it did her.
    The first time it happened we were at a party, lots of alcohol was consumed. A few people stayed over and we ended up in a bedroom with my friend sleeping on a sofa in the same room. As we laid in bed I could tell she was feeling horny, and couldn't believe my luck when I reached between her legs and she was moist, we carried on trying to be quiet but that didn't last long and we seemed to forget our friend Darren was in the same room. That was until he came and sat on the bed as I was licking her, it was pitch black and he joked he wanted a better view, I stopped, took his hand and put it between her legs, she moaned as he slid his fingers inside her, I soon flipped her on her side and took her from behind and told Darren to suck her boobs, which he did for a while, then he sat up undid his trousers and offered his c0ck to her, she didn't hesitate on putting it in her mouth. I must admit I loved hearing her moan with her mouthful.
    A couple of years past and nothing else really happend, until a New Year's Eve round my friend lees, most people had left after midnight but we had stayed, we were daring her to do stuff which ended up with her sat between us, her skirt hitched up and myself and lee taking turns to finger her or sucking her boobs. She loved it but it didn't go any further, instead we went home and had the best sex, me telling her how I'd like to watch her suck him off as I took her.
    Then a few months back, another party, me, my wife and lee ended back at ours drinking, we ended up both giving her a massage, her face down to start, bra and panties still on, we covered her in oil, I had top half lee had the bottom, watching him massage her ass made me so hard, she didn't take much persuading to turn over and take her underwear off. More oil, lee was massaging and sucking her boobs, I was rubbing her soaked pussy, I told lee how wet she was and he soon moved down, fingers to start then tongue, then he opened her legs wide and rubbed his hard c0ck over her pussy, I gave him the nod and he buried it inside her as she sucked me, we both came inside her that night, I can't wait till the next time

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  • — My Family —
    Straight Female / 19

    I've been reading on this site for a while, but until now, I didn't have anything to write about.

    I finally got the courage to try to hook up with my dad. He's been raising me by himself since my mom died when I was 6. I've wanted him since probably when I was 15 or so. We had a strange but strong relationship. He was pretty strict, but he was also very much my best friend. I've had a few boyfriends over the years, but nothing too serious. Enough to have a decent amount of sexual experience at this point. That was one thing dad and I never really talked about. It was the basic "you shouldn't be doing it. But if you do, be safe."

    I never had the courage to tell him I wanted him. By the time I was 17, I was wearing pretty skimpy stuff around the house, trying to get his attention. It never worked how I'd wanted. He'd notice, but he'd ask me why I was dressed like that and I'd tell him because it was comfortable.

    Aft er I graduated high school, I went off to college. I'd only see him some weekends or during breaks. On our most recent break after finals, I was back home visiting him. He looked good, as always. He's 41 now, and still in great shape. And, as always, I still wanted him.

    I was dressed in some short yellow shorts and a white tank top. The whole day had passed with no response, as usual, before he said goodnight and went to bed. As soon as he went into his room, I started to drink some of the brandy he had in the kitchen. I figured I'd just drink away my misery. He's never been okay with the idea of me drinking until after I turn 21, so I had to wait until he was in bed.

    Anyway, a couple hours had passed. I was certainly buzzed. I was just sitting in the living room watching the Batman v Superman movie on demand, and continuing to drink. Suddenly I noticed dad standing off to my right, glaring angrily at me. "You know I don't like you drinking" he said.

    "Dad, I'm in college. I drink. It's a part of life", I told him.

    He was wearing a robe that was tied closed, but his some of his chest and chest hair were exposed. I stared at him and I'm pretty sure I cracked a smile.

    He took a seat in his recliner, and started to watch the movie with me. We hung out and talked for a bit, mostly about how we agreed that Superman would completely destroy Batman in a fight, lol. Before I knew it, I was getting more comfortable and forgetting where I was and who was around me. I took off my bra as we talked and laid it on the top of the couch behind me. It wasn't even a minute later before I realized that my dad was checking me out. He was trying not to stare, but was failing miserably. I realized he could see my tits and nipples very clearly through my white tank top. For those who are curious, 36DD. I'm on the "chubby" side, but I've got curves, thank you.

    I don't know if it was the alcohol, or the years of wanting and frustration getting to me, or both... but I jumped at this opportunity. He looked straight at me, as I slowly took off my shirt.

    Eventually he asked me "what the fuck are you doing, Amy?" That was not the response I was hoping for. I told him "it's okay, dad. You can look. You can touch if you want to. I've wanted you to for so long. That's why I dress like this." I was putting myself out there.

    "No, it's not okay. Put your shirt back on and go to bed. NOW!"

    I teared up and ran to my room. I had been shut down. I cried for a bit. Maybe 5 minutes had passed, when I heard my door open and then close. The light was off but there was enough light from the outside for me to make out my dad's nice frame walking towards my bed. I could see him take off his robe and dropped it on the chair on his way over to my bed.

    "You still awake?" He asked me.
    "Yeah, I'm up." I replied.
    I was still on top of my blanket, and I'm quite sure he could see my topless body laying there, as he couldn't take his eyes off me.

    He sat on the bed next to me and sighed. I rubbed my hand on his back. I leaned in and kissed me. I got soaking wet almost immediately, as his hand started to rub my stomach, and then my thigh.

    "Daddy?" I said.
    "Yeah baby?"
    "Fuck me." I said, in my best attempt at a sexy voice.

    "I really shouldn't" he said. But he climbed all the way onto the bed, and slipped my shorts and panties off. I started to spread my legs and he shoved them open wider, and wasted no time in shoving his huge cock inside me. I say huge, because it felt huge. I'm not sure how big he is, but I can tell you I've never been with anything even close to his size before. I let out a very loud moan and an "oh fuck, DADDY!"

    I could very plainly make out the huge grin on his face as he started to fuck me. Hard but slow, deeper and deeper until he was hitting my cervix. I've never felt anything like it. I'd thought about this moment for years, and never could have imagined it going like this. Dad was fucking me like he had probably been wanting to do it for years, too. He was very rough and aggressive. He continued to fuck me hard, getting faster and then slowing down, then speeding right back up. I'm not sure how long it lasted, or how many times I must have said "oh daddy fuck me" or how many times he said something like "you're so fucking tight, baby girl." When he was ready to cum, he pulled out, and jerked off onto my stomach. When he was done, he went down on me and ate my pussy until I came. We laid there together and eventually fell asleep. When I woke up, he was gone. I took a shower and got dressed, but I put a black tank top and this short denim skirt hiked up enough where it just screams "fuck me", lol. I couldn't stop thinking about that night, and wanted more.

    When I wandered into the kitchen he was sitting in his robe again, like so many mornings when I was growing up. He sat and drank coffee as I strolled in slowly.

    "Good morning, daddy." I said.
    "Good morning, Amy." He replied.

    I went over to grab some cereal and make a bowl. To my delight, I got interrupted.

    Dad was right behind me, leaning into me and pushing me against the counter. He pushed me down and bent me over it.

    "Is this what you want? To be my little slut?" He asked me.

    "Yes sir." I said.

    He lifted my skirt even higher, exposing my ass and pussy. I hadn't put on panties. He roughly got his hand in between my legs and started to rub my pussy first, then finger me. And then he opened his robe, got his cock out, and slid into me from behind, in very rough fashion. This was probably even more shocking than the first time. That my dad was being rough with me was a dream come true. The truth was that yes, I absolutely want to be his little slut. Any time and anywhere.

    He kept me bent over the counter and pressed down on my back with his hand. He also spanked me several times, very hard. I was very loud, and he called me all sorts of dirty names. Bitch, slut, whore, and my personal favorite, he called me his "little slut daughter." That's perfect.

    He fucked me hard and deep, and when he started to go really fast, I knew he was getting close. The next thing I knew, my dad was cumming inside me. I could feel spurt after warm spurt inside my pussy, as he grunted and held my head down against the counter. He didn't let me up until he was completely done. He stood me up, turned me around, and kissed me very hard. He told me what a "sexy fucking body" I have. This was still all a shock to me. My dad had never really been the type to use swear words. And now I was his "little slut daughter."

    I had 3 more days of break left before I had to go back to school. We played several more times. He made me suck his cock, and we fucked a lot. I couldn't have imagined it going any better. We don't really even talk about it, outside of when it's happening. Everything else is normal. I left for school again, but not before he stopped me as I approached the door, made me get down and suck his cock, and then fucked me doggystyle. He came inside me, and sent me on my way. I drove the entire way to school in cum soaked panties. Now I miss him more than ever before. I can't wait to visit him again, or get him to visit here. I'm daddy's slut, and I couldn't be happier about it.

    #32250 — Comments (0) — Jan 14, 2017 at 8:20 AM — That's Juicy! (32) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 27

    The men (and women, but mostly men) that I had sex with when I was really young are p**ophiles and should be in prison or dead, there's no question about that, but I sought them out because it was what I wanted and in most cases nobody else my age was up for it.

    I'm not saying this to invalidate those who have been victims of p**ophiles, in like 99.9999999% of cases if an adult has sex with a child the adult r**ed the child, no ifs ands or buts, if they say the kid was seducing them or whatever they are lying to cover their ass or they're lying to themselves.

    I was different though. I was interested in sex younger than most and I figured out how to find the adults that wanted it from me. A lot of these people, once they realized I wasn't just playing along, wanted so much more than just touching and sex. I swear I tried just about every fetish you could think of. I don't know if mentioning some of these stories in the confession is good, but if anyone's interested just ask and I'll spill in the comments.

    #32040 — Comments (4) — Jan 14, 2017 at 12:10 AM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
  • — Gay Stories —
    Gay Male / 18

    So I turned 18 at the end of December, and I had my first full on sexual experience last week. It was with a 52 year old guy that I had been chatting with on Grindr. We met each other while I was still 17. We used to meet up and I would blow him and we'd give each other handjobs and swordfight, but he'd never fuck me because I wasn't 18 yet. Last week, as my birthday present, he fucked me. He made me into his cumdump. I loved it. He deposited so many loads inside my ass. Just him fucking me made me cum multiple times on myself. He even brought in his other friend who was about the same age as him (maybe older) and the both of them bred me multiple times. In the three hours that I was there, I was covered in cum and my ass was constantly dripping out cum. I want to fuck him again.

    #32029 — Comments (1) — Jan 13, 2017 at 11:58 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
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