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I Finally Reached That Point...

Ever since I was young, I had my addiction to masturbation and porn, but in one specific day, I found myself sticking things up my ass. I made that confession long ago. It was really painful at the time, but I got used to it (sticking things inside me, I mean). And then, maybe years later, I had an urge to masturbate my ass, and I did it. I like to masturbate my own ass, sticking things like brushes and pens inside me . There were moments I ONLY used my ass to give myself pleasure and then searched for ways to give me pleasure, but then I realised: I never had an orgasm while sticking things inside me.
Even though I tried more than once to reach the climax, something would stop me at the very end. It happened more than once, and it didn't matter how hard I'd push it, no matter how fast I'd push it, it never seemed to reach that point inside of me to make me cum only by anal masturbation (maybe I should buy a dildo, and I want to! But I can't, because I don't have enough privacy). Even though I wasn't able to orgasm with my ass, the feeling of "fucking" myself is something I can never get enough of. I love it. I love that feeling. I haven't done it in a while, like months, but then I gave in to my urges. And that changed.
Around three days ago, at midnight, I decided to do it. I got my usual brushes (yeah, I wash them everytime before and after I do the act) and laid in my bed. Started fondling my nipples and I was already horny. I love fondling my nipples. And then that moment came.
I put the first brush inside of me, as far as it could. I was moaning, hard, doing all the things I like to do while masturbating my ass, forcing my face against the pillow, moving my hips and butt up and down, left and righ, riding that brush, it's a feeling I love the most. And when I do it, I take my time, I have fun, I do it silently, little by little, until I get to the climax where I usually stroke my dick until I empty my balls. But this time was different, I forced myself to go all the way until I came only by my ass. I think I've found the exact point. Then I started to stroke it inside my ass faster and faster, as fast as I could, and I was moaning so much, trying to reduce my voice. That feeling was driving me crazy! Sometimes, the feeling was coming, but something was missing and I still don't know what. But then, after a lot of time, where I found a better position, I felt it coming.

I came. Only by masturbating my ass. I came. For the first time. It was a small amount of everything I had filled up, but it was cum. I saw it.

The satisfaction I fel at the moment was something out of this world. I was sweating, breathing heavily, seeing my thing over me. It was one of the best masturbations I've ever had. I will do that again someday.

The Best Masturbation I've Ver Had... And Probably The Weirdest One.

Hey, so I'm here with another masturbation confession and this one got wild. If you don't know me, I made some confessions about masturbation before, if you want to read later, jus go in my profile and search for it. Well, this is another one, but what is different about this one? I made some small things while jacking off this time, things more wild than the last ones. Anyway, let's go, but before that, I'm sorry for any mistake about my writing, english isn't my first language, but I did my best to write this.

It was around three or four months ago. I would be alone at home that night, so I used that chance to have one of the wildest masturbations ever. I told before about my first anal masturbation and how that felt amazing, so I keep doing this when I have enough freedom to do so. And this night was one of these moments.
How I said before, when I have anal, I use brushes, pens, my fingers and anything I can. I waited until my family go out, waited some minutes and finally started. I went to my computer, played a porn video, wore some panties (yeah, panties) and, If i remember correctly, even a bra, got to my bed and then, after a whole moment of horny, I started. I usually start with my nipples, playing with them, sucking them or at least trying, and only with that, my pleasure was big. Minutes later, I started stroking my dick little by little while trying not to cum. Usually, when I do anal masturbation, I don't use my dick because my ass is enough to make me horny, but this time I decided to use my dick. I did this for a while, I was feeling really good, but then, things got better. Finally, after all that, I started. I got my brush, the one I always use, and then opened my legs, trying to put that thing inside me. My anus was still tight, so I had to give up a little and use my fingers first. But the feeling surpassed any of my biggest desires. I used one finger and after a while, used a second finger. I was so hard, so horny, I never felt something like this and I couldn't even imagine what was about to come. Finally, my ass was loose enough, so after a while, I got my brush again and finally used it.
I started slowly until it gets all inside of me. My pleasure was different from any other thing I've felt before. I moved slowly at the beginning, my dick swinging smoothly, and when I started to put faster, my dick moved like crazy, going up and down as I kept sticking that brush inside me. I was moaning so hard I couldn't even hold my own voice, so I had to change my position. I pressed my face against the bed and kept putting the brush as strong as I could, I was biting my bed, moaning, it was unbelievable. My ass was feeling awesome and I wanted more, way more. Unfortunately I don't have anything bigger to use as a "dildo", so that was the only good thing at the moment, but I used that as a pro. But now, things got way more amazing. I wanted to try more positions and one came to my mind. I don't know the name, but basically, I saw my window. I got to the window of my room and leaned there, looking to the other side with the brush still in my ass. The best moment was about to start.
Now, my window don't go anywhere, just another room, but if it gave me a view from the neighborhood, I can't even imagine how horny I could get at that moment. But even with that, my ass was begging for more pleasure, so I gave it what it asked. I started to move the brush again, even harder and faster than before. The pleasure, the moans, I couldn't even tell how good it was. My mind and body was completely immersed on that situation, to the point that I actually forgot about my dick. Remembering that, I started to stroke it slowly just so I don't cum that easily. But it didn't work that well. After some minutes getting fucked by a brush, I went to my bed again and kept using my ass, sticking that brush, riding it, giving myself to pleasure. Pure bliss. But... why did I said that it was probably the weirdest one? So... while doing all that, the problem began when I took the brush out and saw that it was covered in blood. Not only the brush, but my bed too, with blood stains and even my was was sticky. That never happened before.
Now, I don't have blood fetish or something like that, but even seeing that, I just wanted to finish what I was doing. So I did that, but I preferred to go to the floor and finish there just to not make my bed even more ditry. It didn't took more than 5 minutes, but those 5 minutes were enought to put blood on the floor. I jacked off while riding the brush and finally came all over the ground, dizzy and satisfied with what I done. After that, I cleaned my floor and tried to clean my bed, making the stains less obvious. I washed my brush, put the panties, which I took way before the blood starts, back to its place and just did other things for the night.

It was the best anal masturbation I've ever had.

I Got Wasted 'cause I Didn't Want To Deal With Myself Tonight...

If you saw my previous confessions, you know all of them were related to porn and masturbation. And... it was good, it was delicious, I wanted more and more and more and when I realised, I was fapping almost every day, even without porn. There were moments that I was masturbating every single day and when I realised it, I tried to stop and... I couldn't. It lasted four days and all my relapses happened the same way. I even dream about masturbation, I'm not lying, the biggest time I was able to get without relapse was 101 days, but now I'm trying to surpass this. It's been 16 days since my last masturbation. You might be thinking why I'm doing this... I don't want to pass my 20's addicted to porn and masturbation, so I'm trying my best to stop for once. And I know, masturbation has its benefits, but I simply can't control myself. There are moments that I fap only to calm myself, or because I'm horny or even without any reason and always feel trash later. I didn't want to stop, tried to make a limit (1-3 per month), but it didn't work. This.

The thing is, I'm doing my best to quit this world, but knowing myself, it's possible that I'll relapse after 50-100 days. That always happen. Well... I'll try to quit for once.

Peeping Tom Is Born...

Hey there, me again, huh. Well... there's three stories about my past, not related to the theme I always talk about, but they're kinda funny. First one, Unfortunately, it wasn't the first boob I sucked, but the first one I saw. I remembered it recently, so I thought "why not"? Well, let's go.

When I was 11 or 12, I was doing swimming classes. It was the place that I met my first and only girlfriend and when I saw my first boob. There was this other girl, a time after me and my ex stopped seeing each other, she was a year younger than me, maybe two, and I remember it very clearly. That day, she was literally by my side. After some turns inside the pool, was when I saw it. her bikini went up and I could see her nipple. Ironically, was the first nipple I saw in my entire life, I don't remember if I got hard, but remember that I still tried to see it a lot of times and I did, not only that day. For you guys to see, I think I didn't even know about masturbation at that time, so I didn't do anything. Unfortunately, I never saw that girl again, don't even know her name to be honest, so there's no way I can contact her.

I always loved boobs, butts, thighs, legs in general (except for the feet), and this is how we go to the second one, related to it.

I was around 14-15 years old, and there was this girl at my school who I fell in love with. But... well, it wasn't like that at the beginning. She had an amazing body to her age and one that fits exactly in my type of body, her ass was literally the most amazing thing I've seen till that moment. And then, one day, that happened. I was in my seat close to the theacer's desk, she was talking to her friends, and then, that happened. She leaned towards the desk and I could see inside her shirt... and the bra. I tried to look discreetly and I'm 100% sure I saw her boob. I wanted to see again, but I couldn't. And that's that. I don't remember if I did something after that, If I jacked off to her, I hope not, but well, that's it.

And then, here's the last one. My first "sexual" interest, the first time I got interested in girls. And trust me, I was in freaking preschool and I remember, even after, like, 12 years. Around my 4-6 years, I wnet to preschool and I was with my mother or father, I think, and I saw the girl, even talked to her. I don't remember her name, but she was wearing a pink skirt and a white shirt with a stamp. We had a uniform, but she wasn't wearing. Then, later, I was in a desk with other classmates and she was on the desk by my side. Then, at a certain moment of the class, my pencil fell on the ground and I laid down to get it back. But when I looked front, I saw her legs and then her panties. It was pink with a lighter part at the borders. I was too young to understand that, but even at that moment, I kinda got interested on that and guess what? Looked at it again, no one saw that coming. I wasn't that discreet at the time, so I literally laid down a few times to see her panties, I think I even threw my pencil on purpose just to not look suspicious (even though we were all a bunch of idiot kids), but it didn't gone well. At the third or fifty time that I did that, she realised and looked at me with a suspicious look and said "I'm using skirt!". I'm not joking, she caught me red handed, but as we were kids, it just happened that. I didn't try to look at her panties again after that.

Well, this is it. These were my peeping tom stories. Do you have any story like that? I want to know. I think I did all the confessions I could, there isn't anything else, so I don't know if we'll meet again.

My Crossdresser Side...

I told ya'll before, I have interest in crossdressing. Not, like, dress myself as a girl and go out like that, but I secretly do it. Sometimes, I get my sister's lingerie, her dress or skirt, lipstick, earrings, and make myself up. Because of my body, I don't look like a girl, and to be honest, I don't want to be one. But just the feeling of doing something that wrong, like dress myself up as a girl and walk around my house like that is so exciting. My family doesn't know about that side of me.
I don't know what happens, I just like the feeling of using panties. Sometimes, when I'm all alone, I go to my sister's room and get lingerie, put panties, bra, and look myself at the mirror. If I were skinny, I would probably look beautiful, but it is still amazing. after that, I masturbate with her panties, but not like that, I don't get her panties, jack off and cum into them, I use them put them to the side and start rubbing my dick. Last year, I couldn't even bare two minutes using her lingerie and jacking off while fondling my nipples, it was just delicious. Things like that make me even confused, because the thinking of skinny mans crossdressing kinda turns me on.

I still want to crossdress, but I'm thinking about living alone to do it. I'll make a confession about it later.

Have You Ever, Like, Jack Off Just To Kill Time?

Like, I was thinking that, sometimes, I used to jack off just because, I don't know... I probably didn't have anything else to do, I was bored, I couldn't sleep, so, like... sometimes, not this year, but last year I used to put a porn video and turn me on because I thought "I don't have anything else to do, so... I'll just jack off to kill time and hope that it makes me fall asleep or whatever."

Have you ever done that?

I Don't Even Know How To Categorize This...

I don't know, it's not only an confession, but more like an talk.

I said before about trying a dick, even though I'm straight, but it's an sensation that comes and goes fast, in minutes, and it goes away when I suck my own dick. More and more, I think about buying a dildo, but the thing is: my family. If I tell them about it, they'll have the wrong idea and even if I try to hide from them, there's no place I can hide, they would soon find the dildo. I'm thinking about trying it when I start to live alone, but it will take some time. And to be honest, I'm still a virgin. If someday I try a real dick, I want to lose my virginity with a girl first and then try with a guy, just to know the difference and to be sure if I like it, I still don't consider myself as bi. Or... I just don't want to believe it. I know that sounds homophobic, but it's not, I swear. I'm saying that because I never felt any romantic attraction to men, I never felt any physical attraction to men, I just have a urge to suck a dick sometimes and it's driving me crazy, just like when I want to fuck a girl. I'm not sure, I never felt that confused before.

A Strange Desire...

All my confessions are related to masturbation, but it is something that I do a lot since I was 12. So this one won't be different. I remembered it today, so I want to confess. Actually, it will be two confessions.

First confession: I was about 16 or 17 years, and I've had already tried to put thing in my ass, like brushes or pens, but this day was different. I've got a extreme desire to masturbate my ass, but it was, like, thursday and I hadn't a moment to do it. But then, saturday came. I never got so excited to do it before. My family went out to a party, I think, and I saw an great opportunity. I waited for a moment to make sure no one was coming and then I started it. First, I put a pen, in and out, and it was already good, I was hard as a rock and I wasn't jacking off yet. But, at that moment, something got stronger inside me and I wanted to put something bigger. Then, I saw my sister's hairbrush on the bathroom and it was bigger. You can see what's coming next.
Then, I went there, got it and put it in my ass with everything I got. I've never felt so good while masturbating, and I did it for almost an hour. I came in everything over my bed and got totally satisfied in the end. That was when I was younger, but now, things got worse.

Second confession: Last year, I was jacking off almost every day except for March to July and September month separately. But one night, it was different. I got turned on and started it, but I don't know what happened, but instead of squeezing and give pleasure to my dick, I didn't fap, I just masturbated my ass that night, and hear me out. After the first confession, I never felt that pleasure again, but that night, I really felt. It was delicious, wonderful. I was masturbating my ass with brushes, pens, and even my fingers. Not only that, this time, I even fondled my nipples, so I was completely out of me. I put my ass up and swung it up and down, to the sides and I enjoyed every sigle second of it. It lasted almost an hour again, those masturbation moments were getting longer and longer, not only because I try to hold my cum, but because I want them to last longer.

And those were the confessions. I know it's gross, but it's what I like to do while masturbating. Well, se ya'll next time.

Trying To Stop...

Sometimes, when I think that I'm too addicted to porn and masturbation, I try to stay some time without jacking off or doing anything stimulating, like fondle my nipples or put things in my ass, you know, that kind of thing. Last year, at the end of 2021, I was jacking off a lot, so I've decided to stop it in 2022. The thing is, I didn't fap since day one and I'm kinda happy now. But what do iI do? I usually make goals to reach and surpass, like, I started with 50 days without it and I'm okay for now, but then, I will raise it to 100 days and, if I make it, I'll go till the end. Do you guys think I'm doing right in stop fapping?

I Recorded Myself Jacking Off And, Oh My God, It Was Fucking Horrible

I'm here with one more confession and this one is somehow related to the one about me loving to try different kinds of pleasure (confession number # 54143, from October 8). Someone made a similar confession and she gave me this idea, so... I'm here with this one.

It all started last year, around august, because before that, i've stayed 101 days without fapping. 2021 was a difficult year for me, related to pornography, after these 101 days. I couldn't stop more than 3 days, except for september because of that nofapseptember bullshit. So, in 365 days, I've passed 131 with no jacking off. But in the days I did, I changed my desires.
I was jacking off one night and after I finished, I got me looking on the internet for different ways of giving my pleasure in the masturbation without using female clothes or putting things inside my ass, so I saw new ways of masturbate and I saw different stimulations, like recording yourself while doing it. And then, days later, I tried. I put my phone to record me, but... when I saw that, I've felt disgusted not because of my body, but because... I couldn't see me there. I only saw something not human. It was horrible. I've tried doing it again, but everytime I was disgusted. So I gave up doing that.
I like masturbate, the feeling is so amazing, I love cumming, but I definitely don't want to see myself doing that.

Did you guys do it before?

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I Give My Guy Friends Handjobs Even Though I Have A Boyfriend.

So I’m 21 and a junior in college. I have been with my boyfriend for 2 years. We have a great relationship and a lot of sex and he is the only guy I have sex with or give head too.

However I have 3 guy friend that I have known since high school that I give handjobs too. I have been giving them handjobs before I met my boyfriend starting back in high school and it has continued on through college. It started at a party in high school. I was in the hot tub with one of the guys and I gave him a handjob. He told his two friends about it who I’m also friends with and it just became a thing we do sometimes when we get together. I don’t do it to them all at once. I’ll usually see one of them once or twice a month. We will hang out at my dorm and get dinner sometimes my boyfriend comes. He has met all of these guys and likes them.

The handjob usually happens after dinner or at the end of us hanging out. Sometimes in my dorm and sometimes in a car. It’s like an automatic thing usually. The most recent handjob happened Friday night. The one guy and me and my boyfriend went out to dinner and then chilled in my dorm for a bit watching a movie. My boyfriend went back to his room and after he left my friend pulled down his pants. Didn’t even saying anything he was hard and I stroked him. I’m usually clothed when I do it and they cum on my hands and their chest. Occasionally I’ll take a shower with one and I’ll give him a handjob in the shower. It does make me horny. I like to make their cocks spurt and I always go to my boyfriend after to have sex

I Was A Slut

I’ve spent my whole life pretending to be someone I’m not, and I just can’t do it anymore.

When I was little, my uncle started touching me. I was seven or eight the first time. He’d call me into his room, sit me on his lap, and slide his hands under my clothes. At first, I didn’t understand what was happening, but I knew it felt good. Weird, but good. I liked the way his hands made me feel. Special. By the time I was nine he was licking me and giving me orgasms, so naturally soon after I was licking and sucking him off whenever he asked. I didn’t just do it because he told me to, I wanted to. I craved it. I would think about it all the time, how his cock tasted, how he’d moan when I did it right. I’d touch myself at night, imagining his hands on me again.

By ten or so, he was fucking me. Not just touching, but really fucking me. The first time he pushed inside, it hurt, but in a way that just made me want more. I would almost beg for it, even though I knew it was wrong. He stretched me open, fill me up, and I’d love every second. Afterward, I’d lie in my bed, my thighs sticky with him, sorta wishing he’d come back for more.

Then his friends started joining in. I was scared but let them all take turns, let them do whatever they wanted. I loved the way it felt to be used like that. I loved how they’d groan and call me cute and a good girl. I’d pretend to be shy around everyone during the day, but alone with him or tgem, I’d spread my legs and take every inch.

By thirteen, I was sneaking out to meet older boys and men. I’d let them gangbang me, trying to chase that same full, stretched feeling I got when I was little. I’d come home with their cum dripping out of me, my body sore in the best way. I’d act like everything was normal, fine, like nothing was going on, like I was still innocent, but the truth was, I was a slut and I loved it. I lived for it.

I got good at hiding it. I’d smile and blush and act like I didn’t know what sex was. But the second I was alone with them, I’d drop to my knees and take whatever they gave me. I’d pretend I didn’t want it, that I was being forced, but really, I was the one begging for more.

I got married young, had a daughter, and tried to be the perfect wife and mother. I never told my husband about any of this. I acted like I was pure, like I’d never been touched before him. But the truth is, I’ve always been dirty. I’ve always needed it, but felt like I had to hide it, hide me.

Now, watching my husband with our daughter, I feel it all again. That same hunger, that same ache. I tell myself it’s wrong, that I should stop it, but I don’t. I watch them, my body burning, my panties soaked. I remember what it was like to be that little girl, to be used and filled and wanted. And I crave it. I yearn for it.

I’m not angry. I’m not even disgusted. I’m just... needy.

And for the first time in years, I don’t have to pretend.

I Just Had My Best Anal Play Ever.

I like to play with my ass, I love masturbating my ass, but recently, I wasn't able to do so. I was urging to do it for a while, MONTHS actually, but never did because of some questions. I didn't have lube, I don't have a dildo, so when I use other things like brushes, it hurts. But recently I could buy lube (still no dildo, though), and could finally do it. I just had to wait for a moment that I could be alone at home. And this moment came, a Thursday evening.

I got my lube, got my brush and laid in my bed.

You might be asking why I don't have a dildo. I don't live alone, I live with my family, so I can't buy a dildo. I don't have a place to hide it from them, they'd eventually find out.

Anyway, I won't tell in details, but I let myself be free after a long time without doing it. Shove it deep inside me, put my ass up while pushing my head against the bed, fast, hard, my dick feeling it. I did masturbated my ass before, only my ass, not using my dick. But it's been so long since I last did it, that I can surely say that the feeling of fucking myself this hard was amazing, always wanting for more and more until I'm satisfied. Each position, each penetration was driving me crazy, making me moan louder and louder, but just as the previous times, I wasn't able to cum only with my ass. I don't know why that happens, I can't cum with my ass. But the feeling is so good that it makes me want to cum. I tried everything, I feel my dick getting there, but never gets to the climax. Anyway, in the end, I used my dick and finally came, ending the best anal masturbation I've ever had.

Milestone On My Way To Bisexuality

Today I’m very comfortable with and enjoy my bisexuality. But in my early 20s I was confused and trying to figure things out.

I had graduated college a year earlier and was living in Boston. I got a surprise call from a guy I knew in school and had done an internship with. Greg was a nice guy and we were friendly but not close. He said he had tickets to a play and asked if I wanted to go. I thought it was odd but said sure, why not.

We went to the play and had normal guy chit chat but not much due to the play. Afterwards we went for something to eat. As we chatted it became real clear to me that Greg was dropping hints about his horniness and need……obviously for gay sex. I never considered Greg real masculine but didn’t realize he was gay or bi either. I didn’t know what to do. I considered myself straight, yet I had constant gay fantasies too. I was resisting Greg’s advances but honestly wanted to climb under the table and give him head. Lol….finally I decided to be brutally honest and told him exactly that. He just laughed and said “Finally! Check please”.

We went back to his place and I remember feeling guilt, shame and embarrassment about my gay feelings but also incredible excitement at getting to explore.

We spent the evening sucking and fucking each other. I “confessed” to Greg my closeted needs and feelings and got them satisfied. He was excited like getting to take someone’s virginity. I loved the feel of warm hard cock…in my hands, mouth and ass. When Greg came big inside me I felt a huge weight lifted. I took a man’s cock and cum. Am I gay? Bi? Straight but curious? I didn’t know which, but knew I had feelings and needs that were openly being addressed and that felt really good. When I came in Greg’s mouth it was incredible. Talk about release and relief!

In hindsight this was just the first of many experiences that led me to my current very comfortable bisexuality including openly so with my wife. I don’t play gay often, once in a while I need it badly. Sometimes my wife pegs me and sometimes she lets me suck men off. That “date” with Greg started it all and he still beds me on occasion.

My First Time With Another Man - Part Two

Last time, I told how I found out I was bi, how was my first contact with a dildo and finally my first sexual moment with another man. It was the best feeling I had in a long time. The first time, however, was only a blowjob, I sucked him until he came in my mouth. He got tired only by that and said he wanted to fuck me, but that didn't happen that night. After a while, I drove him to his house and went back home. I told him that we could do it again sometime, but deep inside, I believed that wouldn't happen again. Fortunately, I was wrong.

Days later, again in my university, we were at class, he sat far from me, he was probably shy, just like me, but after class was over, I went to the bathroom and met him there by coincidence. We started talking, still kinda off because of our "moment". He was so cute and his mouth was so attractive that I wasn't able to control myself. I'm not the type who takes the initative when it comes to relationships, but with him, I was able to do it. It was just the two of us in the bathroom, I grabbed him by his arm and pulled him to the cabin, closing it shut, and I kissed him. It didn't took long for him to give in and start kissing me back. We were getting horny, I could feel his cock pressing against mine, both hard as rocks, but of course we couldn't do anything there, in a public place. I have some decency. But I wanted to feel his dick deep inside me again. I asked him if he wanted to go home with me after class. He agreed with no hesitation.

Hours passed. I was still hard, trying to hide my boner, heart beating fast, and I knew he was the same. And then, finally the class was over. I ran to my car as fast as I could, waited him there, and then I saw him entering in the car really fast. We didn't say anything. I just drove far from university , far enough to stay away from the sights. I couldn't take it anymore. We finally got home. We got out of the car and rushed through the door. And as soon as I closed it, all of my muscles craved for what happened next. I kissed him with such desire, such intensity, and he did the same, pushing me against the wall, pressing my face, holding me tight as I kept kissing and using my tongue inside his mouth. Finally, I took his shirt off and did my thing with his chest, licking every part of his torso, sucking his nipples. After a while, he did the same to me, taking my shirt off and using me the way I was craving for. I was both rock hard and excited, waiting for more. And then, he took my pants and underwear off, my dick almost touching his nose. He was so surprising, we smiled for a brief moment. And then he began.

He sukced my dick the same way I sucked his days before. Intently, Desiring every second of it. I couldn't believe how good his mouth was. I came inside his mouth, my body feeling it. But it wasn't enough. I wanted to feel him inside of me. Every drop of his cum inside me. I pushed him back, took him to the same sofa and took his pants off, having that amazing view of his hard cock. Suddenly, it was deep inside my throat, going in and out harder, faster, choking me more than the last time. I licked all of it. I could feel my dick twitching with every single taste of his dick. I knew when he was about to cum, he tried to stop me again, but this time I decided to give a break because we didn't want the same thing happening twice. I knew how bad he wanted to use me, to HAVE me. So I gave him the freedom to do so. I turned around and bend over the small table in front of me, my big ass facing his hard cock. I invited him.

"Do me as hard as you can". That's what I said. And he finally did.

As I was looking to the kitchen (which was in front of the living room), I felt his hard cock touching my hole softly, but heating it up. He then put more strength, pressing even harder, even deeper. I felt the tip penetrating me, I almost couldn't hold my moan. And finally, it entered. And I couldn't hold it anymore.

I let a moan echo through the house as his dick went deep in me. I just love this feeling. The excitement. The desire. All of that in one place. And then, he began moving. Slowly, gently, but getting faster with each stroke. I felt it touching that point I adore. I was moaning even louder, as if I wanted everyone to hear it. My legs started to feel numb, I almost fell to the ground, and he kept fucking me the way I wanted. But I needed more. I desired more.

I asked him to go even harder, putting it violently in my ass, and as he did, my screams couldn't get any louder. I took his hand out of my hip and pulled him close, putting it in my face, asking him to, please, be rough on me. And he was. I never felt so good before.

We kept going over and over again, we changed positions, and finally, we both came, letting every single drop of semen come out of our penises. Best sex I had in years.

We became fuck buddies since them. He keeps doing me constantly and I love every second of it.