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  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I suspected my wife of fuckin her best friends boyfriend. We held a party at our house recently, so I hid my video camera in the bedroom.

    The next day I watched it, and sure enough at one point during the night the two of them go into our bedroom, she bends over lifts her short dress, he pulls down her g string and he fucks her from behind. He lasted about a minute.

    Its her birthday party soon and its her 30th. Iv said nothing and arranged a party like a good husband should. Iv prepared a video of great and important moments of her life which are gonna be projected onto the wall of the bar we hired. The last clip is gonna be her getting fucked from her best friends guy.

    Lets see who's laughing then.

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  • — Wet Stories —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I'm a 30 year old female who recently spent time with my 53 year old mother. I live about two hours away and see her once a month. The second night I was there, I had just gotton out of the shower and realized that I had forgotton my body lotion. I knew Mom always had some in her night stand so I went into her room to look. I opened the night stand and saw this red velvet type bag with a draw string. I touched it and it felt odd. I decided to look in it and got the surprise of my life.

    It was a huge dildo. It was flesh colored and life like. There was a tag in the bag that said, "molded directly from Kevin Dean's 11" erect cock." I said, "oh my God, my mother is masturbating with this huge dildo!" I was a bit surprised, but then again, I know Mom is not shy about sex either. She hasn't been in a relationship in sometime and I'm sure she gets horny like most of us.

    As I sat there looking at and then holding it, I began to have these mental pictures of her plunging it in and out of herself. It was a bit odd, but somehow a bit exciting as well. It was obvious that Mom needed a big cock to get off and that too got me aroused.

    I was horny and wanted to masturbate and I decided I wanted to use it. I layed back on her bed, opened my robe and spread my legs. I got it moist by licking it first and realized I may have just tasted my mothers cum. Why, I don't know, but this got me hot. I put the dildo in and it was big. First a few inches and then a few more until I had about 8" in me. It felt wonderful and I was turned on. I fucked myself with it for several minutes until I had taken all but about 2" of it.

    I now understood why she like this dildo. It just felt incredible and it produced an orgasm like never before. I actually ejaculated. Later when my Mom returned home, all I could think about was her fucking herself with it and I wanted to strike up a conversation that might lead to her telling me about it.

    We had dinner and some wine and got a little light headed. I asked her if she minded if I asked a very personal question. I asked her how often at her age did she masturbate. To my surprise she just answered and said, "about 4 or 5 times a week." I told her I did about the same. I then asked her how she masturbated. She told me she used a toy. I told her that I had thought about toys in the past but didn't know where I would ever get one and in turn said that if I did get one, I would prefer a large one because I needed a good size to reach orgasm.

    She then said," oh, I understand that, I really need something large to have a good orgasm." This was my chance to see if she would talk about her dildo. I said, "oh, then you have a big dildo?" She was a bit hesitant, but said, "yes". I said, "oh, really, where did you get it?' She told me on the Internet. I then said, "Mom, would you mind if I saw it?" Her response was, "you really want to see your mothers dildo?" I simply said, "yes."

    She motioned for me to come to her room. She sat on the bed, opened her night stand and took out the bag. She reached in and pulled the dildo out. I said, "wow Mom, that looks hot." She said,"it really is great." I asked her if was able to take all of it and she said yes. I then joked and said, "can I see ? LOL" She looked at me and said, "I doubt you want to see your own mother masturbate."

    That comment gave me a butterfly. It was taboo and a bit weird but it hit me. In did want to see my mother masturbate. I looked at her and said, "what if I said I wanted to?" She said, "honey listen, if you were to watch me masturbate, that would be like incest wouldn't it?" I said, "Mom,incest is when relatives have sex with each other, not when they watch something."

    She said, "Erin I couldn't do that,it wouldn't be responsible of me." I said, "Mom, I'm 30 and you're 53, I think I can make my own choices." I then said, "o.k., let me have it, I want to masturbate with it." Mom hands me the dildo. I said, you can watch me or I'll do it my room." She didn't say a word. Instead, she reached over, took the dildo from me, set it on the night stand, stood up, took off her jeans and then slide down her panties. I was sitting on the bed and she was standing in front of me. When she slide off her panties, I was taken a back. She has this big triangle of dark hair. I had never seen so much hair on a woman, but I had never seen a woman her age nude either.

    She layed back on the bed, took the dildo and opened her legs. Oh my God, I started to shake. I was looking at my mothers cunt and she had thick hair spread down her inner thighs. This was really taboo, but I got turned on that she was wanting to do this. She plunged the dildo into herself and started pushing it in and out. After only a minute or so, she was taking all of the 11" in her. The more she fucked herself, the more I could hear her wetness. After five minutes, she began to buxk her hips and all of a sudden, she pulled out the dildo and squirted on me. We were both very turned on.

    I think both of us were concerned that we were very hot and when that occurs, you want more. I just sat there staring at her wet cunt. I knew I could lick her. I'm bi and licking a woman is something I love to do, but this was my mother. I thought she would cover up right away and end it, but she layed there and then began to finger herself. I said, "Mom could you cum again?" She said,"yes." I then said, did it excite you that I watched?" She again said, "yes."

    Out of the blue, I blurted out, "can I finger you?" Mom didn't say anything, she just pulled her knees back to her chest exposing her cunt to me and that was my permission slip to do so. I put two fingers in her and she moaned. I then put in three fingers and began to slosh them around. She was really moaning and to my surprise said, "Erin, fuck me, fuck me please." I took out my fingers, picked up the dildo and pushed it into Mom's cunt.

    She let out this, "Oh my God that's good, fuck me deep." I pushed the dildo in futher and got this rythmic motion going. I was pushing it in until the balls of the dildo hit her lips and then I would pull it all the way out. I was literally shaking. I was on fire and I surprised myself by saying, "I want to lick you."

    The shock of my life then happened. Mom took hold of the dildo, pulled it out and said, "lick Mom's cunt Erin." I leaned forward darted my tongue into Mom's hairy cunt. It was sensational. I was so turned on and this was something I never thought about and was totally surprised at how it affected me. The tabooness of licking my mother was euphoric. I knew no one would ever know. I sucked on her lips and would push my tongue in as far as it would go. Mom was so turned on by this. After moaning and bucking her hips, she said, "Erin, I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum honey, keep licking me, oh my God here it comes." Right then, Mom squirted on my face, and in my mouth. I kept sucking her until she screamed and then she squited again. Her thighs, the sheet and my face were soaked.

    We layed there for a few minutes without talking. I was so horny and wanted to cum. I took a chance and got up off of the bed. Undressed, then got on the bed and strattled Mom's face. Without hesitation, she began to lick me. She made long licks up and down my cunt and then would stick her tongue in me. I was so turned on and uninhibited I said, "lick my cunt Mom." With that, she began to lick me furiously. I became very vocal saying, "I'm going to cum on you Mom, do you want my cum?" She moaned loudly which told me yes. A minute later I said,"I'm going to cum Mom." She sucked furiously and then it happened. I began to squirt and I could see Mom swallowing. She pulled my lips open and I gave one last push and squirted again. It went all over her face and hair.

    We layed there for maybe ten minutes not saying anything. Mom then looked at me and said, "what do you think?" I said, "I think that was incredibly hot." We have done this three times in the last year and it isn't uncomfortable to us to see each other or even talk about it. It is a an incredibly hot sexual experience that is very private and no one other then you readers will ever know.

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  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I'm a long time lurker here. This is not a guilty confession, although no doubt I'll get many responses calling me names.

    I'm a woman whose 40th birthday is in the near future. I neither smoke or drink, do not go to bars, and have not been on a date in twelve years. I do not have random sexual encounters with men or my own gender. I do not even gamble. In other words I am as bland a person as is humanly imaginable.

    I met "Joshua" back in August. I was driving along when I sighted a curled up figure on the sidewalk. I stiopped and found a young boy crying in the rain. It seemed that his family had put him out of the car when they discovered that they didn't have enough money to feed all of them at a restaurant. I didn't believe it at first, but I would discover later it was true. When he gave me his address, I couldn't let him walk three miles in the rain back home, so I dropped him off. when we got to his house, he sat on the front porch in the rain because he had no way to get in. So of course I took him to my place. When I got him to go to the shower I saw the welts and bruises and scars on his torso. A call to Child Services got me a simple response of 'we can't comment on an open case but we will record your call'.

    Joshua became a regular visitor to my home. I lived a mile away from him but he didn't mind the walk. I was appalled by his scruffy appearance and tried to clean him up and get him some less shabby clothes. By contrast, the times I saw his parents they were dressed in new clothes and well-fed. I also treated his injuries when necessary.

    I don't recall when he began to spend the night, but he had his own pajamas and shower supplies and a small wardrobe at my place by the time school started. Often on the weeknights he would stay at my place. I tried once to call his parents and let him know where he would be sleeping, but as soon as I mentioned his name I got a screaming, swearing, violent tirade about how they were going to 'teach Joshua his place'. I never tried to talk to them again.

    It was the end of September that I woke up at night and felt the oddest sensation. I looked down and saw Joshua sucking on my toes. When he noticed that I was awake, he screamed and ran to a corner, putting up his arms like he expected me to hit him. I could only put my arms around him and hug him and try to calm him down. Eventually I was forced to take out one of my breasts and let him suckle until he calmed down. After he relaxed I told him he hadn't done anything wrong, just to ask first.

    From that point on, Joshua was sucking at my toes and fingers and nipples and earlobes. He'd lick any part of me that he could. And it didn't take long for me to copy him. He was so starved for affection and contact that he wanted yo experience my existence in every way he could. And I have to admit, I came to enjoy both giving and receiving.

    It was the middle of September that the constant mutual stimulation took on a sexual overtone. Our simple nighttime caresses suddenly became either dry-humping or energetic mutual masturbation through our nightclothes. I was the pone who suggested showering together, but it was Joshua that added digital penetration and oral sex to our list of pleasures. At every step I either rationalized it or simply ignored it. Even when he performed analingus and cunnilingus on me or I performed fellatio on him I found it in myself to not think of us as lovers.

    I was Halloween that turned the tide. We had our own private night, and I wore a short-skirted sexy Alice costume and he wore a Cheshire Cat costume as we handed out candy. At one point in the evening there was a lull and he had begum playing around under my skirt, and by this point in our relationship I thought nothing of it when he lowered by panties and began licking at my ass. In fact I got on my knees and leaned against the sofa to give him better access. When he put his arms around me and began rubbing his penis against my ass I understood what he was trying to do. And I understood that after all we had been through, this was the Point of No Return.

    So I told him to get the vagisil moisturizer from the bathroom. He understood and applied it on my rectum and worked it inside. He entered me with no problem. It only lasted a few minutes before he climaxed but it felt marvelous. I went without panties the rest of the evening and when we showered we consummated properly.

    Now that the last taboo was broken, we became lovers in earnest, and he began spending more and more time here. In the middle of December he finally stopped going home. He's been here six weeks now, still going to school. I called Child Services again this Monday and got the exact same response as last time. He's been away from home for six weeks and his parents haven't even reported him missing! Not to mention the stretches of time he spent here that apparently never got a red flag from anyone.

    Technicall y I am a horrible pervert and a criminal. But Joshua is safe, well-fed, loved, attending school, and not being beaten. So what if he's in my bed and my body? So what if he'd rather play with my box rather than the XBox? He's happy here. And I must admit so am I. I had not realized how empty my emotional life had become, nor how nice it was to have a real sex life.

    What are we? Lovers, I guess. In it's purest form.

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  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Female / 19

    Around Christmas 2012, my boyfriend invited me to his and his fathers house (His mom died some years back). It was a small get together with some of his Aunts, Uncles and their kids. I enjoyed myself immensley and was getting along just fine with everyone present. Most of the day I didn't drink, but as it started to get dark I decided to have some wine.
    By 9 o'clock at night I was bodering on being drunk and needing to go and pee I climbed the stairs. When I reached the top I heard at first, then as I moved forwards I saw my boyfriends father. He was stood leant against the door which I presumed lead to his bedroom, on her knees in front of him was his brothers wife and she was taking his very long thick cock into her mouth.
    They didn't notice me at first and I just kept on watching her suck his fat cock down her throat. Only when her husband, his brother came up next to me, did I even think to move. I thought all hell would let loose, that never happened and far from it. Maybe my boyfriends uncle's presence made them look round, maybe it was my gasp, but his wife just kept on sucking her brother in laws cock.
    As I turned to look at her husband he said "I'm not surprised your oggling his dick. He got to the front of the queue in our family, when cock size was being given out". Walking past me and into the bathroom, he closed the door and re-emerged a few minutes later, before walking calmly down the stairs as if nothing had happened. By that time my boyfriends father had unloaded his cum down his brothers wife's throat and I'd watched every horny second of it.
    Walking back downstairs myself after going to the bathroom, I asked my boyfriend if he'd take me home.
    We stopped off half way to my parents address, not because my boyfriend was especially horny, it was because I was. Getting out of the car I made him drop his jeans and boxer shorts before I knelt down and took his cock into my mouth. I sucked him clean, the first time I'd ever swallowed his load. All the time I was sucking on his cock I was thinking about his father and how much bigger he was.
    A month ago today I called by my boyfriends house, wrongly thinking he'd be home. I'd totally forgotten he was taking football practice. It was only the third time I'd seen his father after Christmas and those times my boyfriend had been present. I'd not asked my boyfriend why his uncle allowed his father to have sex with his wife, thinking it might cause trouble or maybe he didn't know. When my boyfriends father answered the door and told me he was out, I instantly thought I'm going to ask him.
    I'd asked him if I could wait and as he sat down after getting me a drink I plucked up the courage and asked, saying "Hey Mr ....... how come you get to have sex with your brothers wife and he don't mind one bit". Not flinching or looking away, he grabbed the bulge in his shorts and said "he ain't got a 9 & 1/2 inch dick and his wife was my girlfriend along time ago. Still loves a big cock to suck every now and then". Still keeping his eyes on me he added "Why, you want some".
    I was shocked, I mean it was my boyfriends father. I've never asked if he felt or feels guilty, so I don't know, but as I smiled back at him nervously he stood up, looped his hands inside his shorts and released his enormous cock. It was just as I remebered, very long and so thick. The difference was, we were both sober and I was the person being offered his length to suck.
    Moving over to where I was sat, he held his cock out in front of me and said "He won't be home for another hour at least, it's all yours if you want it". Closing my eyes slightly and reaching out, I took a hold of his meaty cock and guided it towards my open mouth, letting it slide inch by inch over my tongue until it filled my mouth.
    It wasn't as difficult as at first thought it would be to get it in. It seemed I was a natural at sucking large cock and soon had him gasping and holding my head as he began to fuck my mouth.
    His cock was awsome and I was soon playing with myself, reaching under my short flowing skirt and rubbing my pussy through my panties. With his dick taking all of my attention I didn't hear him at frist, I did when he repeated himself "Would you like to feel it deep up your pussy".
    He might have been my boyfriends father and almost twice my age, but I knew straight away I wanted him and it fucking me. With him asking me with my mouth full of his cock I could only grunt and gently nod.
    I was knelt up on the couch, my panties wrapped around one of my ankles and my boyfriends father's tongue lapping at my open wet pussy, when I came for the first time. He'd put two fingers inside my pussy and was licking my clit when I felt another wet finger enter my ass. It was that, that made me cum so violently. No one had done that to me before.
    My second orgasm happened when he'd been fucking from behind for about five minutes. My pussy felt as though it was being fucked by a rolling pin and I was loving every thrust of his thick cock. Hw wasn't wearing a condom as I'm taking birth control and I could feel his fore skin sliding up inside me, as it slid over his cock head.
    We changed positions after a few more minutes with him sitting down and me mounting him. I let his cock slide up into me and once again fill every inch of my c**t. Lifting my top over my head and unclipping my bra, he took a hold of my sensetive breasts and guided me with them to fuck him. I rode his cock as though my life depended on it and losing any shred of decency, I asked him to finger my ass.
    This time when my orgasm began to reach it's climax, my boyfriends father, filled my soaking pussy hole with his seed. It was only then when I fully took all of his long swollen length into me, making his pubes squash as I bottomed out on his pussy juiced soaked cock.
    Lifting me off him I thought that would be it, I was wrong. When he lifted me, he made me straddle his face and he then began to lick out my dripping pussy. He sucked out all my juices and his cum before finally letting me relax as he lay me down next to him.
    I'd only been dressed 10 minutes when my boyfriend walked in and kissed my cheek. His father was in the shower washing off the scent of our sexual liason. I'd covered any sexual scent by putting on some perfume.
    In making the decission to fuck my boyfriends father, I'd gone past the point of no return. So I decided it wasn't to be the first and only time. I've slept with him on a few occasions since and each and every time I become sluttier and dirtier. I'm now considering letting him have my ass and seeing if I'd enjoy having him fill me that way.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I'm now 30. When I was 3 my parents were divorced and mom got married a year later to another man. He didn't pay much attention to me at first like about till 7 years. About then, when I was 10 he started exposing himself to me, very subtle at first. Like I would come home from school and he would be there, mom was at her job as a nurse. I always went to the bathroom when I first got home and sometimes I would walk into the bathroom and see him standing there with his penis hanging out like he was gonna pee. He would always say he was sorry, like it was an accident. I know now that he was doing it on purpose and he wanted me to see it which I did, a lot. He was a salesman and worked his own hours so I think he timed it to where he was at home when he knew I was gonna be there.
    Things went on like that for a while until one day when mom was out of town for some kind of nurse convention he walked out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around him. It was open in the front and he came into my room to ask me something, he said. He was standing there talking to me and I couldn't help but notice his dick hanging out through the opening in the towel. He noticed my eyes wandering down there and again said he was sorry but this time he held it out and shook it a little and said it was nothing for me to be embarrased about, just a part of a mans body, etc. He pulled the towel closed and walked out of the room. I was very confused. On the one hand I was very curious about it and on the other I knew I shouldn't be looking at his dick like that.
    Dad and I (I was calling him that by now) used to like to stay up late and watch tv after mom was asleep. He would always be in his underwear. One night I noticed how he had his hand down the front of his underwear feeling himself. I paid no attention until I looked over and saw his underwear sticking up what looked like about a foot. I asked him what was wrong with it. He pulled the front of his underwear down and showed it to me and said that it just got that way sometimes. I was amazed, it was so BIG. At that point I was wondering why he would be showing me that so I asked him why. He said that he thought that I was old enough to know what that part of a man's body looked like. To be truthful I was facsinated by it and couldn't look away. He was rubbing it the whole time we talked. The head of it looked like it was swelling up. It had these big veins in it. I noticed every detail. I kept glancing at it while we talked until suddenly he started breathing hard and said "sorry". I looked at his dick and this stuff was squirting out of it. It went on the coffee table, the floor, everywhere. Of course now I know all about that but at the age of 10 I was clueless. Scared me to death I thought he had hurt himself and stood up and asked him if he was ok. He said yeah and that he didn't mean for that to happen. Of course, I was full of questions then and he explained everything to me. He even did it again for me about an hour later but this time he was a lot more obvious about it. He went and got some lotion and squirted it on his dick and stood there pumping on it while I watched. When he came, there wasn't as much as the first time naturally but his sperm still shot out about a few inches. The first time it was about 2 feet.
    After that he would almost always be home when I got there from school. We would sit there on the couch and watch tv and talk. I guess he would catch me staring at his crotch which I guess I did because he would rub himself and ask me if I wanted to see it again and I would just giggle. He unzipped his pants and got it out and would shake it till it got hard. At first he just dry jacked himself but after a while he would tell me to go to the bathroom and get his lotion for him. After a while I would squirt some on his dick and watch him coat it all over before he jacked off for me. I liked to watch him stand in front of me while he did it. It became a little game for us. We would both guess if "a lot" was gonna come out. Sometimes he would cum in buckets, sometimes just a couple squirts. I guess over time it all had to do with how much he and mom were fucking combined with how much he would jack off for me. All I know is that over time I got to where I enjoyed watching it more each time he did it. I would run from the school bus at the end of the block to our house because I knew he was gonna be there to put on a show for me. Eventually he got to where he would be there with his dick already out of his pants and rubbing it when I walked in.
    Looking back on all this I know that what he was doing was very wrong but the thing is, I loved it and I was never "damaged" because of it. I grew up, dated a number of guys, and am now married with a girl of my own, who's 4. With almost every guy I've had sex with, I've asked him to jack off for me. Some were willing, some weren't. My husband loves to do it in front of me and we often have mutual masturbation sessions. Of course it's obvious where my love of watching a man masturbate came from. If anyone is wondering if my stepdad ever touched me or tried to take advantage of my body, the answer is no. He was actually very loving and we did do other, more "normal" father/daughter things together. My mom never found out about our special time together and as for my stepdad, we talk on the phone occasionally. They were divorced when I was 12 and mom never re-married. He moved out of town with his job. Part of me feels guilty about enjoying what we did, like I was the one doing something wrong, but the fact is I loved it. I'm not ashamed to say it now, I did.

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  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    This is about a fetish I indulged in some years ago, and how I discovered it. It's weird, so you may not want to read... You've been warned.

    One day, as I was alone at home, I was sitting on the living room couch, watching TV. It was during the summer, I was lightly dressed, and we had several windows open in the house and no screens on the windows.

    I kept being bothered by a house fly landing on my leg. I would swat at it with my hand, and it would land at the exact same spot seconds later. This went on for a while, over and over, the fly would land back at the same place on my leg. I was rather annoyed about all this useless swatting. I thought "Well, let's see what it'll do if I let it. Maybe it'll go away". So the fly came back and, after a few seconds of hesitation, started walking up my leg. It walked, and then would stop and taste the flavor of my skin here and there. It tingled... both the walking and the tasting. When the fly got up to my inner thigh, I pulled my panties aside slowly. The fly flew off but came right back again, landing at exactly the same spot it took off from. During the few seconds the fly was gone, I had pulled my panties off. After its safe landing, feeling bolder by then, the fly started walking again, exploring, going left a bit, going right, tasting... and it eventually walked onto my hand, which was holding my pussy lips open. Without hesitation, the fly walked over my hand and arrived on one side of my clit, tasting, tasting. It walked some more, climbed my swollen clit, tasted the spot right there under the hood for a while -- I could feel every single time its trunk touched it -- then off to the sides, where it's so sensitive for me. Then it hopped onto my labia and down to my hole, which was starting to juice up. The fly camped there for a while, walking and drinking all around my hole -- tick tick tick-- stepping over it, getting in better position and closer to the source of all that sudden wetness, stepping a bit further towards the dripping bottom of the hole. I could feel this tiny tingling moving around, finding and tasting the most sensitive spots around and on my clit, my hole, my asshole, everywhere. I became incredibly aroused. I could feel the fly drinking my pussy juices around the hole, then walking back up to my clit, my labia, back down. Wow. I absolutely loved it.
    I stayed there with that laborious fly eating my pussy for a long time, trying to make it last as long as possible, and enjoying every second of it. In the end I couldn't hold it anymore and had a huge orgasm -- the contractions were so strong that the fly flew off my pussy.

    After that first time, I did it again... and again. Sometimes I was even lucky enough to end up with more than just one fly on my pussy at the same time. The more the merrier. I counted 7 one day on my outdoor patio -- what a trip!


    I found out later that this had a name: Entomophilia. Aside from that, most bugs creep me out though.

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  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Im 18 years old female still living at home.I live with my mom and my stepdad. My stepdad is a nice man very handsome hes 43 years old.My mom and him have been having problems I hear them arguing alot and notice hes been sleeping on the sofa in the morning.Well my mom got a loan on a car about a year ago and told me to pay on on it and start being a responsible adult.Well I started to get behind on the payments.I started to panic how am I going to pay the bill.Well Ive been noticing my panties missing from my dresser.At first I thought I was misplacing them.Then I notice my good thongs were having stains on them.Well one night I walk in the restroom and caught him jacking off while smelling my panties. At first I was shocked and disgusted then I got wet and horny I told him he didnt have to do that.He was scared I told him I could pleasure him but it would cost him he said how much my car payment he agreed so now I give him handjobs or suck his dick if he cums in my mouth I get extra gas money or if cums in my ass.He tells me he loves me and always fantized about me and I think I love him too the best stepdad anyonene can have.I love when he spits that load down my throat or comes in my room in the middle of the night and fucks me.I get really pissed off and jeaolus when I see my mom with him because I want him for myself.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was younger, my friend susan and I went to summer camp and she was a year older then me and a bit wilder. My parents thought it would be good for me to attend an all-girls camp and it would make me grow up. What my parents did not know is that the boys' camp was really just across the lake and a short hike.

    We spent the summer sneaking around and making out with the boys. There was a lot of heavy petting and my friend susan had convinced me to try giving a blowjob and had taught me how to do it and to pull out before he cums.

    I made terrific friends that summer of 1978 and I often wonder where some of those boys are today.

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  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My GF and I were seniors in high school this year. My birthday was a few days before the last day of school. She had been joking around for quite a while about her giving me a birthday spanking and how red my bottom was going to be after 18 good hard smacks. She'd make comments like that in front of her friends and other members of the cheerleading squad and liked the way it made me blush, I guess.

    Two days before my birthday, we had been gathering up books and other stuff that had to be turned into the school before we could graduate. I said that it was too bad she had to return the cheerleading uniform because if I was going to get a bare-assed spanking from her, I'd like her to wear her uniform with the short skirt. She just looked at me with an odd smile.

    We were going out to dinner on my birthday and she said I should come by a little early to pick her up because it wasn't a real birthday without a birthday spanking. I wasn't sure what to expect - we haven't been going out for very long (about a year) and she sounded way more into this spanking thing than I expected. After all, it was all a joke, right?

    I got to her house and she opened the door wearing her uniform. Our school had gone a little retro and the girls' uniforms had pleated skirts and short sleeve sweaters. She stood in the door way wearing this short pleated skirt and holding a ping pong paddle. "Welcome, birthday boy. Happy Birthday!".

    I went inside and followed her into the living room. Seated on the sofa were three other girls from the squad - also in their uniforms. They sang Happy Birthday to me and each one of them pulled out a ping pong paddle. I guess it looked like I was going to bolt because my GF grabbed my arm as another grabbed my other arm. "Not so fast" a third one said as she unhooked my belt and pulled down my pants. A second later I was face down on the sofa across my GF's lap. She stroked and patted my ass as she told the other girls that I had asked to get my birthday spanking from a group of cheerleaders. I hadn't, but this didn't seem to be time to say anything. I got a boner immediately which my GF thought was quite funny. "You can't see it girls, but he's getting pretty excited." She reached between my legs and stroked my cock and balls a few times. "I don't think these little underpants are fitting too well. We ought to get rid of them." Then a moment later, she pulled them down to my knees.

    After telling me to hold still, she began spanking me with her hand. The girls in the room counted each smack out loud, giggling and laughing the whole time. When she got to 11 or 12, she said "Oh my, I forgot the paddle. Let's just start over." Her hand spanking didn't really hurt much but the paddle certainly did. All the wiggling and squirming around on her lap made all of the girls laugh. Rubbing my cock around on my GF's lap made me cum all over her legs. She stopped (at spank 16, I think) and made me get up. "It's a good thing you missed my skirt, you naughty boy.". Someone got a tissue, my GF wiped us both off and I laid back over her lap. We had to start over again.

    When the spanking was over, each of the others took a turn on the sofa and I got 19 (one to grow on!) from each of the other 3. Somewhere along the way my underpants had come off completely. I got hard again during the second round of paddling and stayed hard through the end of the last spanking. In all, I guess I got over a hundred swats from these girls. When the last one finished, my GF put her hand on my ass and teasingly rubbed it back and forth while she scolded me for making such a mess. She asked me if I thought the girls should help her punish me for almost squirting all over her uniform skirt or if we should take care of it privately. I don't think I said anything coherent. She smacked me again with the paddle and said she'd talk it over with the girls and let me know.

    They let me up and handed me my clothes. Instead of my briefs, they gave me a pair of the uniform panties they wear under their skirts. "Your ass is pretty sore and we thought you'd prefer these instead of your scratchy cotton briefs." I said I'd prefer my own underwear. My GF said that if I didn't take the panties, they'd put them on me anyway and I could go to dinner wearing her uniform.

    School is out, graduation was last weekend and when I see any of the three girls now, they giggle, ask me how I enjoyed my birthday and one will sometimes give me a quick pat on the ass. My GF still hasn't said much about "punishing" me for my accident while over her lap except that she hasn't forgotten.

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  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Here is the story of how I made my brother-in-law cum. I'm not proud of this, but I'm glad I did it. My step sister is 8 years older than me. Her new husband at the time was 25 I was 16 when this happened. I am now 29. He is such a hottie. I had over heard my sister talking to her friend when she was just dating Jason, that he had a large cock. I can say, I don't know how big it is, but it is by far the biggest I've seen to this day. So here is the story. I was always hot for that stud. There were many times when you could cut the sexual tension with a knife! We were in our pool, all of us. My sister, Jason, my friend, my mom and dad. I was always poking at Jason, groping him, and jumping on his back. I liked to flash him when nobody could see. I would pop a tit out of my bikini and then jump up and straddle him. He would always take a good look before saying something. I would act all embarrassed. Well one time I wanted to turn up the heat more, so I pulled my bottoms to the side and exposed my shaved little pussy. I jumped and wrapped my legs around him from the front. He was crouched in the shallow end. When he stood up, I leaned back, my pussy was looking right at him. He took a good look. Then he didn't say anything. He turned us away from anyones view. Then he talked to me like nothing was up but kept looking at my bare pussy. I was getting so hot. I could feel his cock growing too! Right then my mom called me and asked if I could get the floating chsir for her. I got out of the pool, and fixed my bikini while I walked by Jason. When I got back in the pool, my sister and Jason were kissing and giggling. I was jealous. I splashed them for fun (but really to break them apart). They chased me around splashing me. Then Jason grabbed me from behind, and my sister splashed me like crazy. While this happened, I slipped my hand down his trunks and grabbed is soft cock. My sister went to grab a drink. Jason was quietly asking what I thought I was doing. I stroked his cock. He was telling me to stop and trying to get my hand out of his shorts. All I said was "don't make a scene or everyone in the pool will know". He was stuck. I stroked him fast. He got so hard! It was huge! Like no kidding, I was thinking at the time, 'this has to be as long as my ruler'! I don't think it was actually 12" long, but it was large and very thick. So here I am standing infront of Jason, my hand behind me down his trunks. I grabbed his left hand and put it on my ass. He grabbed it and groped me. He slipped his hand under my bottoms and fingered my holes. He had one finger in my pussy and one up my ass. I was close to cumming myself when I felt a hot splash on my back. Then another and another. He was cumming on my back, in my pool, with my family right there. He stopped what he was doing and I tucked him away and dove in to clean myself off. Over the next while I would text him to 'cum over for a swim'. Or ask if he 'needs a hand' with anything when he is over. We teased each other many times. But nothing else ever happened. I just remember it so well though. Its probably because I fingered myself to those thoughts so many times. I can almost feel that big cock in my hand, it pulsing, my back getting sprayed with his hot cum. Oh god! I wish I would have bent over and let him fuck me with it.

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