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Out Of The Closet
Coming out of the closet is never an easy thing to do. Where you forced out by an unfortunate circumstance? Did you come out on your own terms. What and how did you finally come out? To who?
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Gay Male / 26

    It started when I was working construction after high school. I was taking a piss against a wall and this other guy came over and he wanted to sword fight. He pissed all over my shoes. My next incident happened when I was unloading bags of quick dry cement and he grabbed me from behind and pushed me up against the truck and called me a sissy. I wasn't able to shake him off, he was humping hard against me, when I got away and turned around he laughed at me and called me a faggot queer. He opened his zipper and took out his penis and said he wanted it serviced and for me to get on my knees.

    He went around the truck and called over a couple of other workers and told them that I was going to service him and he wanted them to be witnesses. I got slapped several times before I went down on my knees and he put his cock up to me and I took it in my mouth and gave him my best blow job. I managed to get him to cum. He looked down on me and his buddies were looking at me and he said he knew I was a queer faggot.

    When I stood up I realized I had cum in my pants. The other two guys asked for a quick blow job.

    What they didn't know is that was my first time. It was my best time too. It was the only time I came in my pants while giving a blow job. The other best time was the first time I gave in and got fucked.

    At the time the only queer was the me, they didn't consider themselves gay. They liked to fuck me, and I serviced them or gave them blow jobs, but to them I was the faggot not them. It didn't matter, I was clearly a faggot, and I was clearly a bottom and I was ok with that.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Lesbian Female / 24

    In my sophomore year of college I sublet a room in a two bedroom house from a senior student. She had a boyfriend who had graduated and lived out of town. One late night, she just gave me a kiss on the mouth. She must have seen a look of shock on my face and she apologized and cleaned my lips with her fingers. She came to my room later to apologize again, and I asked her what prompted her to do that. She said she didn't know, it just came over her.

    We were washing dishes, I was drying and she was handing them to me and she gave me this look, I asked her what was going on and she declined to say, she just apologized. I went to her room after she was in bed and I sat on her bed and asked her what was going on. She said she didn't know, I asked her if she had feelings for me, she said yes, and I asked her what about her boyfriend and she told me that she didn't feel anything for him. I leaned over and kissed her on the mouth, I asked her if she liked that. I kissed her again and asked her again. I reminded her that she had kissed me first.

    I got in the bed with her, and put my arm and leg over her and kissed her again and asked her if she liked that, did she want to make love with me because I wanted to make love with her. Our first session was mostly kissing and breast play and some genital touching. I told her if she really wanted me to make love with her she was going to have to let me eat her out.

    The next day for breakfast I asked her if was willing to let me eat her out. To take off her pants and sit on the table and lean back and give me her pussy for eating. She was good, I sat in the chair and I ate her out, I had never eaten a girl like that, offering her pussy to me like that.

    I asked her to move to my room because I had a queen size bed and that I expected her to reciprocate, it couldn't just be one way. She had never given and it took a while before she would go down on her own and actually enjoy it. At that time I was wanting to express myself and I expressed myself with her.

    For whatever reason I was never one to display my affection in public, I guess it comes from years of being told to keep it to myself. But what we weren't able to display in public we displayed in private. During spring break the next year she and I went with some other kids to Florida and we were around a lot of gay people and we went gay in public. But when we got back to college we went back to our old ways.

    The thing is that you never know if you are really gay, or if it is just something you want to do. As far as I am concerned I am gay, but as far as I am concerned I don't think she knows.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 37

    A couple of nights ago after a drink or two I ended going back to this strangers house and to cut a long story short got my cock sucked. I don't know how it happened one minute he was engaging me in conversation the next he'd unzipped me and had my ridged shaft out stroking my length. He looked me in the eye as he did so and as a reward I kissed him. He pulled away and smiled that's when it happened. I felt his breath on the tip then I watched as he took my cock into his mouth. He sucked and wanked me to the biggest orgasm I've ever had. I noticed his delight at seeing me slowly going limp then gently he put me away. Before I left he said he understood my guilt and that I wanted to go. He throw his arms round me kissing me passionately and placed his phone number into my pocket. I really don't know whether to call him.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 55

    Hello everyone I've really enjoyed your stories for me I've been in love with cock since teen age boys use to shove their cocks in my mouth at the age of 8 and eventually fucked my ass for all it was worth they told me if I r told my folks theyd kill me. The first time it happened it was just one 16 year old and I never went back to the bush fort for about a week so when I figgered the coast was clear after about a week I went back and was playing in the fort I heard people coming but I wasn't doing anything this time he had 8 of his friends he told them that he fucked me and I sucked him pretty good they took off all my clothes I was totally naked

    Soon they were having me suck them off and spit on my hole and fucked me like there was no tomorrow but the funny thing was I liked it and fucked them back they each did me twice each and had me suck them clean and left me with cum running down my legs I squatted and watched it pour out my ass and went there everyday then word got out and other boys would show up to get blown or to fuck me I felt t like that was my purpose

    I've been wondering how I'd be if it never happened but being married 6 times I was always thinking about cock! The last marriage she was bi and I was ok with that I was living in freeland michigan and when she'd go to work after the kids went to school I'd go to the local bar and started talking to this pretty good looking guy he told me there was a abandoned motel across the street and that's where everybody went so off I go with him thinking it was just going to be him it was but there were 7 other guys all clean and fat cocks so off with my clothes and the fuck fest started I told them they could fuck my mouth but I wanted them to cum in my ass I love that feeling especially when they shoot strong so after sucking those beautiful cocks I cleaned up and went home to shower and put my phoney self in the groove till the next morning and back to the motel I went that went on for a year and the only time I couldn't go was when she was home Saturday and Sunday

    I'd try to talk her into going to visit her folks they lived about 4 hours away sometimes she would and I'd run to the motel to get serviced but when she got home she'd want to fuck I didn't mind cause she loved anal so I did the deed all the time thinking about that motel

    I love cock I'm not into the kissing thing that's why I went to glory holes I got the meat and I'd get my ass filled to the top now that I'm older I got to get in before anyone sees me otherwise they'll avoid the old guy but when the come to the hole I play with them real good and if it's big enough I turn around and slide it in my ass and fuck em good I usually have 7 or 8 repeat customers they tell me they like my mouth and ass a couple turn around and put their ass up to the hole for me to fuck them but I'd rather get the cream for myself but everywhere I go I see cock at the public swimming pool I see a lot off nice cock I'd love to reach out and touch all of them but I just think it



    so there you have it even when I watch porn I'm always looking at the guy and get a raging hard on if I could I'd have a cock in my ass all night long and a few of my life long friends will spend the night and we play like when we were kids we suck each other but they always stick it in my ass and ride sometimes 3 or 4 times thru the night everytime they cum I suck em hard again any suggestions email me ultimatekeys@@msn.**m
    thanks and hope you guys and gals have a great weekend and may all your fantasys come true

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 21

    I sucked dick for the first time ever recently.

    A few nights ago I went out for a night. I was feeling a bit lonely and a bit horny. I was definitely hoping to meet a sexy woman for a one night stand. After a couple of hours and a good deal of time talking to this one very attractive woman, I convinced her to come home with me.

    She had a great body, a nice set of tits, and her skirt was teasing me so bad the whole time. We got back to my place and it didn't take long to get to business.

    We were making out hard, taking off each other's clothes. I was naked first and my extremely hard cock was throbbing with excitement as she slid her skirt down and wiggled her but at me at the same time. That ass was so fine that I thought I would blow my load right then.

    As she turned around to face me is when I had the ahock of my life. She was a he. I was dumbfounded. I stared at the fully erect cock sticking out from the place where there should have been a soaking pussy on this gorgeous woman.

    I was speechless for a while. She didn't make any moves trying to keep from startling me even more. She started explaining that sex wouldn't have to be any different if I didn't want to see the cock I could just fuck her from behind the entire time.

    My raging boner never lost it's excitement the entire time either. I admitted that I have always been bi-curious. She said now was the perfect time to try it out because I could fool around and still have sex with a sexy woman all night. She was very polite about it and promised to leave if I decided that I couldn't continue.

    A few minutes later I was sucking a beautiful woman's cock on my knees doing everything that I could think to make it the best blow job possible and occasionally looking up at the firm (now I know they're implants) tits above me. I was enjoying ecstasy the whole time.

    We fucked all night long in a lot of different positions. I choked down her first load of cum with just a bit running out of my mouth and down my chin which she eagerly licked it off of me. Then she swallowed my cum like a pro. I fucked her ass for a long time before shooting my second load deep inside.

    Then it was my turn to take a dick in the ass. I was eager after thoroughly loving sucking cock. She went slow and easy at first and once I started to ease up with her cock sliding in my ass, she started speeding up. Soon enough I was moaning and screaming with pleasure just like she had been before.

    Her second load of cum drained out of my rectum as we fell asleep with one another. Waking up a few hours later I was eager for more cock. We 69ed for a while and nearly came at the same time.

    It was wonderful.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Lesbian Female / 19

    When I got to college I was in a four girl suite. It was my first time being naked around non family members. My roommate jumped in the shower stall with me, she played hide away with my panties, back in our room she threw me on the bed and got on me and kissed me. Still naked, she sat on my hips, got serious and put her hands on my boobs. She got off and apologized. We got dressed and went to the cafeteria for breakfast.

    It was many more weeks before I touched her boobs, we laid on the bed and used fingers on each other. We didn't speak. The kiss was hesitant and short. In the shower the next morning, she soaped me and we kissed again and sighed.

    We moved out the next semester and more or less came out to our families during spring break.

    We are new to this, sleeping together, living together, being together. We are supposed to say we are lesbians, the most we have been able to say in public is that we are girlfriends. We are nineteen, and we are lesbians.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 31

    I had just completed my first semester at college and had gone home for a few days with a friend. About a mile before my house a truck ran a red light, T-boned are in front of us and flipped back and my friend ran right into the left rear of the truck. I recall the truck hitting the car, our screams and the next thing I know I wake in ICU in serious condition. I had a broken leg and ankle, lost my spleen and both arms were broken. I was in a cast which wrapped my chest and my left arm with out at an angle over my chest with a rod supporting it against the chest cast. My Right arm was broken and that cast was from just below my shoulder, angled inward all the way to my fingers (thumb stuck out the cast). After 4 days in ICU I was transferred to a private room where I remained for another 2 weeks. I could not feed myself and had to have aid when I used the bathroom (urinal and bed pans). I was humiliated as I had lost all sense of dignity. I was unable to pull the bed blanket over when I was cold.
    For a week my parents (mom, step dad and my dad) were always with me. However, the hospital stall took care of my needs. The cast on my leg and foot was replaced after 10 days and a new one was out back on which allowed me some mobility in being able to set on the bed and in a chair (bed side toilet) but not walk.
    I was transferred to a Rehabilitation Facility after 3 weeks to wait out another 3 weeks before the cast on my arms would be removed. My parents and friends had resumed their daily lives and I knew I was improving because my dick had started getting hard again. Harder than a piece of Georgia Granite too and an amazing need to get a nut. I have always had a strong sex drive and it was nothing to get off several times a day. When I would get hard laying in bed I would hold up my good leg so my knee with tent the bed covers and no one would see my raging boner, which by this time was beginning to and drool was sticking in my thick black pubs. I knew the man who would come and bath me every day knew I was suffering because I would get hard as a rock when he got anywhere near washing my crotch. He would thumb it with his g fingers and say, "one day closer to taking matter into your own hands." The other man who came on other days wouldn't say anything, even when I apologized. Then came the day this really nice looking black man ( mid 40's) came in and told me the other aide was going to be out for 6 weeks for surgery and he would be taking care of me until I was dismissed or the other man returned.
    They would hand ways me in my bed the get me up in the chair to change the linen so when he pulled back the sheets and pulled the wash basin beside my bed on the bed table there I was with my 7 1/2 incher sticking up like a flag pole. I apo0logized and he said, "your isn't the first hard cock I've seen, won't be my last...and not the first one I have held while I wash it down." Then he asked why my girlfriend hasn't come in to take care of me. I told him she was a100 miles away and only came when others were here. He said, "I've caught people getting head jobs but turned and walked away. We are all sexual and have sexual needs and they need to be satisfied." Then he asked, how long after your accident before your sex drive returned? " That is when he said, nursing staff reports changes to the doctors as its a sign of healing."
    He was washing my foot when he said, "So its been how long since you got off?" Not sure why I said it, but I blurted out, "I beat off the morning before the accident, so its been 4 1/2 weeks." He said, "when I was your age I was fucking or jacking my dick 4 or 5 times a day." I said, "me too." The sexual openness with this man, my desperate need to get a nut had precum oozing out of my cock (per his comment) like sap dripping down a Pine tree. He pulled my good leg out and placed the warm wash cloth between my ass cheeks and began to wash my ass hole. My body began to tremble and my dick jumping all over. He said, "you want me to help you blow a big one?" I shook my head YES. With that he moved the rag and was doing something that is when he turned and ran his wet, lubed finger against my ass and told me to raise my hips. I did and he shoved his finger in my ass and I shoot to hard it went up and hit him in his face, then he jerked toward my head and shot all over my cheeks, chin, hair and I kept on shooting. My entire body was shaking as he put his hand over my mouth. He was wiggling his long finger back and forth over my prostrate as my hips shook. I was out of breath but he kept massaging my prostrate and when I opened my eyes his hands were still over my mouth and we was staring at my still hard cock. He said, "want to blow another one?" I shook my head yes and down on my dick he went sucking it deep in his very hot mouth.
    With his right hand between my legs and his long finger massaging my prostate and his head going up and down on my dick I was his wedding band on his left hand which was now laying on my stomach massaging in my cum. It took a few more minutes and I shot off in his mouth and he swallowed.
    He washed my face again to remove the cum, washed it off the cast and washed my ass again. He asked was I okay and I said, YES>". He got me up and into the chair in my room and changed my bed. When He was getting my up to get back to bed he said, "once I get you settled I need to jack off in your bathroom as there is no where private here - other than rooms." I said, "leave the door open, please. I've never see a hard black cock before." With that he pushed down his scrubs and out popped the biggest dick I've ever seen. He asked, "have you ever fooled around with other guys?" I said, "circle jerks in middle and high school. But you just gave me the best blow job of my life and your married." He said, "married men are the safest and best sex buddies of all men." He stood on the foot stood beside my bed and jacked his dick and shot all over a towel which he had placed over my med section.
    I remained in the facility for 2 weeks after all the cast were removed for physical therapy and every day he worked I got a blow job. Then, one day I set down in that chair and pulled him to me and sucked my first ever dick and swallowed his load. He and I have been friend for several years and he took my ass cherry in his bedroom while his wife went out of town with their daughter.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Straight Male / 54

    I chose the category "out of the closet", because I've come to realize I am a cuckold and would like to admit that here. I have been married to my beautiful wife since 1999. She is 10 years younger than me and gets a lot of attention from other men. She has no problem flirting with men even when I'm present. For some reason I love it. I have never tried to stop her flirting even when other people notice and say something about it. I always say it's no big deal. They're just friends. I make sure my wife and the guy can hear me when I respond. I want them to be encouraged to continue flirting. I can almost always tell if she will meet the guy later. If he's tall (over 6 feet) and slim, she almost always will. That's not to say she wouldn't be with other men with different physical attributes. I know from when we first met, she is not shy about letting a man know she wants him.
    I have found out about at least four affairs she has had during our marriage. She may have had more, but I'm only certain about four. When I found out about her first one we had a typical fight over infedelity and almost split up. Instead we stayed together and things got better. Then about three years later I found out about another affair she was having. This time for some reason I found it really exciting and did not try to stop it. It eventually ran it's course and when it ended she came to me to confess. She was more than shocked when I told her I knew about it while it was going on. She asked why I didn't say anything. I told her it turned me on to know she was having sex with another man and I was ok with her cheating. She thought that was weird that I felt that way. She was willing to incorporate stories of her cheating into our sex life. She saw how hard I got from her stories, but when I told her I'd like to watch her have sex with another man, she absolutely refused. Which I thought strange since she had no problem cheating on me already.
    Well anyway, she has had a couple of affairs since then. I could always tell when she was cheating, I just let it happen and would jack off to it when she was out. Then for the past five years or so no indication of her cheating.
    I thought that's to bad. Maybe she is done with it. Then the other day I'm getting dressed for work and I notice a foot print on the bedroom wall. It was a much bigger foot print than what I would leave. If the old saying about big feet is true, whoever had this foot also had quite a large cock. The print was at the right height and distance from the end of the bed, that it could have been made when a man would have layed on his back. It looks like he would have been laying there with a woman between his legs sucking his cock and his foot up against the wall.
    I didn't say anything about it to my wife for about a week. Finally yesterday I asked her who's footprint it was. She started to give some answer when suddenly in the middle of what she was saying, she changed the subject without explanation. I didn't persue an answer. I'm hoping it's what I think it is and she's having sex with another man.
    When I visualize her on her knees pleasing a man I get rock hard. The thought of her laying back and spreading her legs to receive a large cock from some other man almost makes me cum in my pants.
    So like I said I have to admit to being a cuckold.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 31

    Truth is stranger than fiction:


    I' ve known most of my life than I preferred sex with other men even though I like women too. The year I graduated high school my only sister graduated college, got married and moved across the country. We live in a fairly large southern city and both of us attended local universities. Although I was required to live in the dorm my first semester, afterwards I was back at home and liked it that way. Mom was a Nursing Supervisor at the local hospital and worked these odd rotating (day and night) 12 hours shifts on with 3 days on and 3 days off. Dad works in upper management so he is one a standard 8 to 5 work schedule, unless there are special meetings or he is on the road. Needless to say, I enjoyed my own personal time with each.

    I had just completed my second year and on a break to the beach before I began a summer semester. When I came home dad told me my sister had a miscarriage and mom had flow out to be with her a week or so. Then he told me to grab a soda and sit down at the table (I had just driven home). I was wasn't sure what this serious conversation was about, but I knew it was serious. Dad told me that Thursday night some gay came to the house and told mom that I was gay and needed to be kicked out of the house. Seems this flamer I knew, who I had refused to have sex with, decided to tell my parents I was gay I hopes my Christian parents would run me off. Dad came home while the man was there and when mom told him what the man said, dad chased him to his car waving his fist at his face. That is when I found out dad felt I was at least bi for some time but has no discussed it with mom. Anyhow, they had a fight and dad took up for me. Oddly enough while they were fighting my brother-in-law called, fighting turned to packing and mom left early the next morning for the west coast.

    I knew my dad wasn't a homophobe like mom, but was relieved he was so receptive, none judgmental and so very, very supportive of my being myself - regardless. Over the next week when we were together our conversations centered about my being bisexual, when and how and with who I first experimented. Mom came home and was anything but hostile, or angry. Being away on the west coast, with a sister and brother-in-law who were supportive of me when she told them had a very positive effect on my mom. Dad and I seemed to become closer than ever before and we began to spend a lot of time together going fishing, hunting, Sports activities etc. Dad was supportive but advised me to shun screaming gays, as their loves are so filled with drama and they are vindictive - personal experience.
    Dad would day, "because you like an occasional role in the hay with a man doesn't mean you have to act like a women."

    Over the next 2 years dad became my best friend, and confident and mom and I became even closer. Once she told me, if I ever decided to marry a man, he would be welcomed as a son-in-law. Dad had invited me to go with him and 2 men from his office to an NFL game, which was an over night adventure. It was a 7 hour drive to the game and the 4 of us had a great time talking about everything, including gay live. I was relieved when these 2 married men seemed to share my dad's attitude and okay with man-on-man. After a few drinks that night at the bar the older guy, who was in his late 50's, shocked me when he said, "I've never had a women suck me as good as a man." We all laughed as the other man agreed. Dad changed the subject and a few minutes later dad and I headed off to our room.

    Dad and I were each in our own beds watching TV when dad said, "I've been telling you a masculine acting man will get more dude action than a screaming queen action and it won't be with another queen." For the first time in my life I wondered if my dad has been with a man, so I asked. He laughed and said, "the only man who hasn't at least been in a circle jerk is either a liar, ugly as hell or no male friends." I asked dad if he ever let a man slow him and he said. "absolutely. But I never said it" and he laughed as he turned off the light and rolled his back to me.

    Some weeks passed before I brought up the trip again and asked dad if he thought those guys played around and he said, "Its none of my business what they do or do not do." I asked if he would given and opportunity. Dad said, "you already know the answer to that question. Would you let a man, who looks like and acts like a man blow your dick he asked?" I said, "hell yeah...and I would probably blow him too." Dad said, "me too, son" From that point on dad and I had some very open and detailed conversations about the men I date and I gladly share details. Dad finally admitted to doing a 69 with a man in the neighborhood...a couple of co workers, including both the guys who were on that trip. I've seen may dad hard as stone through his shorts and leaking big time when we talked and especially when we watch bi porn, which is dads favorite (bi men). I have never had sex with my dad but I would and he know I would. My dad set me up for a 3 some with the two men he works with who went with us to the game. On several trips we have swapped off roommates with my and my dad having male sex in the next room with the same men the other has sex with the trip before, or night before. On a fishing trip with these same two married men dad was driving and one was giving dad head in the from seat and the other was sucking me in the back. Dad looked into the back and winked at me as the other was bobbing up and down in my dick. When asked by me, or the other guys why he will not have sex with me, dada always says, "Someday. Someday."

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 44

    Im a stupid ass, im a nude slave, my name is naked boy. I am such a fuckup!! I cant stop being nude.
    All i qant to do is shave off all my body hair and oil up and work outside completly nude everyday. I get drunk in the sun while working hard then wash off at the end of the day and eat, continue drinking, then like a fool call the dope man and have some rock delivered.

    As soon as i get my shit, i smoke like a fucking fiend untill im in a state of parinoid bliss.

    My cock is turtle head scared, but im a horney naked freak aa i pace the backyard, asshole twitching, buck naked and contimplating streaking through the hood.

    My fucking ass is soo hot and my tall tone slender body looks damn good scorched dark bronzed from my daily antics.

    I cant explain why i want to be such a showoff freak, especially high, but i just get crazy when i smoke.

    I mean i know im not normal, but i have done some freaky shir and want to do more, especially with others.

    What should i do? I keep fucking smoking outside nude in the dark, crouching in the bushes doing huge blasts then pacing around craving roaming the streets like a bitchboy ready to be captured and enslaved.

    Ive gone there, but not lately.
    never caught, dont know how, but ive booked around like a freak for hours wearing nothing but marker ink, makup, and slutty jewelery.

    Once i got soo fucking drunk and high that i shaved my head, leaving it long in back, about 18in. along with shaving my 6ft. fully tan bod head to toe free of any body hair smooth, then writing obscene phrases all over myself in permanent hot pink sharpie.

    I colored my nipples pink, wrote cock sucking cum guzzlin naked dancing goo boy slave across my tight chest, Anal Slave in big bold caps on my ass cheecks, and saturated my wntire body in baby oil.

    I put a faux diamond studded collar on my neck that said slave, a feminane silver gaudy decorative belt, and two krinkly pink headwraps tightly on my legs up to my thighs just undernieth my plump meaty jiggling ass cheeks.

    Finally hot pink lip gloss, slutty purple eye shadow and lash thickener, and painted all 20 nails whore red.

    I chugged a glass of whiskey, snortes a fat line of brown nose fire crank, chugged a beer then did three straight bell ringers, i was sooo high i couldnt think about anything but sex and wanting to be a freak.
    My cock was numb and almost invisible as it shrank to a teeny lil nubby clit like bump but i was euphorically horney and got off on it, wanting to stay that way and show it off.

    I remember how tinglee my hot nips were and how good it felt playing with them and rubbing my slick oiled chest. The whole time my hot soaked ass cheeks were jiggling with joy as my lubed twitching asshole craved to be filled, so i crammed the shaft of a light up carnival toy up it leaving the baseball sized transparent neon flickering globe activated between my cheeks. God that felt soooooo good!

    I took one final look in the mirror and did a 360, put clothespins on my nipples and casually hopped the backyard fence skipping across the main road to the feild.

    My God i was soo fucked up i crept through the hood for hours in the night unbelivabley undetected with my strobe globe flashing between my ass cheeks, frequently twisting and thrusting it as i longed to be fucked.

    Im telling you i was WASTED and i would have loved to been ganged like a punk on all fours in a circle of strangers being brutally facefucked assreamed beat slapped and hairpulled and soaked in spew as my gapeing raw ass oozed and i licked and sucked countless shafts and ball sacks clean.
    Mmmmmmmm Mmmmmmm Mmmmmmmmm.

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