Nishad09

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Loves to read confessions especially the young girls with older man , incest and kinky ones. Wants to have sexting with young girl to masturbate together .

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Masturbating Friend's Step Daughter..1

My friend's step daughter is close to me and she often visit my home. I am divorced and living alone. She comes to me my home whenever she go to party and gets late and don't want like to go to her home.

It was Friday and I was enjoying my drink late night and watching romantic movie. I was feeling tipsy due to drink and movie , and she came to my home from party and she was also bit drunk and we started taking sitting on same sofa.

Our talk leads to flirting and she notice my hard on and she laugh. I said it's been many days I masturbated and so it's getting hard. She said she too did not masturbate for many days. So I suggest we can masturbate together in flirty manner ! And she said good idea . So I suggest all these times we are doing alone , shall we help each other to masturbate ? And I pulled her near me and rub my fingers over her panty. And her hand move inside my boxer and she started stroking my hard on. We started moaning and my fingers move inside her panty and she was so wet. She bend over me and I kiss her and she kissed me back. Our speed increased and we both moan to peak and then we both reached orgasm and all my cum release all other her hand and my fingers got all her wet juice .. we laughed and then lick our hands looking at each other and laughed .. and said it's so hot to masturbate for each other. We cleaned up .. I said we can sleep now and I asked her to sleep in guest room and I went to my room..

More to share in next episode ..

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What's With All The Negativity Here

what's with all the negativity here im just trying to cum and people have been degrading me because i use this website for its purpose

like im horny what do you expect

thought it's fine keep degrading me it's really turning me on ;)

My Kinks (not Really) So Far I Guess

still young so i did a little exploring, here's my kinks and the things i like in sex so far (as a virgin, this is all from masturbating and imagining) might update in the comments when i find more

- arms tied to the bed
- edging
- getting ate out while i sleep
- getting fucked slow and deep
- nipple sucking
- having my feet played with
- having my womb pressed on
- butt squeezing
- restraints
- dry humping
- thigh riding
- ass fingering
- praise kink
- degradation kink as well ( sometimes if im in a slutty mood )
- sometimes a brat
- too submissive for my own good
- creampie
- likes male moans and grunts
- being called a "good girl" ( gets me wet all the time )
- having a cock rubbing on my clit
- sex in front of a mirror sounds nice
- doggy style is good, but prefers missionary
- mating press sounds hot
- harnesses are interesting
- likes my pussy being slapped
- fingering with my panty on
- likes my neck being grabbed ( choking ;) )
- nipple squeezing
- i like biting sometimes
- cockwarming
- sitting on cock with occasional unexpected thrusts ( basically cockwarming but hotter )
- orgasm denial

all this writing is making me wet. fuck.

Once Again I Am Horny + Rant ??

if i ever get a boyfriend I'd probably tell him how wet i am all the time. because oh my fucking god do i get wet so easily. i could see the slightest suggestive image and i would be able to feel how wet my panties are, and i could have the slightest dirty thought and that smell from my panty would emerge as soon as i open my legs a little. i don't get it, im so sexually frustrated but at the same time i feel like I'm a little too young for this, and it makes me feel really dirty because everyone basically thinks I'm innocent, and I've always been told that i have an innocent face, even a guy friend was a little surprised when he realized that i could fully understand all the "hidden" suggestive meanings in his words when he's talking to his friends. "how did you know what that meant??" well......... i mean I don't remember either, guess i was a little too invested in reading nsfw since i was 14, started watching mild porn when i was 16 and I've been masturbating for what, 3 to 4 years? like some dude said i should get a boyfriend, but it's basically taboo in my culture to marry before marriage, and not gonna lie i do feel disgusted with the idea of sex before marriage here, purely because the men here are disgusting. unless i move out of this dreaded country then maybe i could try hooking up with some guy... but yeah im still studying, and I've been a good daughter.. never smoked, never drank, never done dr*gs, good academics and all that. and no matter how horny i am i always feel like the men here just don't suit my tastes, even if someone online tells me to "go outside", there's nobody here who's actually, you know, interesting. but yeah i feel like I'm a little too young for marriage just to have sex, i think I'll just move out one day and purchase some sex toys to satisfy myself and all that. might not get a dildo tho, i like the idea of having my virginity taken by my own husband. but yeah I'd probably get vibrators and pussy pumps, might even use a vibrator in public just to "test myself", I've always liked holding my moans and i think it's hot, and if i ever get myself a man I'd want him to do that to me, controlling the vibrator as i shop for stuff, would probably wear pads in case i squirt ( wouldn't want to make a mess in public ), oh and you know it'd be nice if i could masturbate with water right now like i mentioned in my last post but unfortunately water supply's out for god knows how long because of some faulty pipes, and i have to live with this wet patch in my panties and fighting the urge to just fucking grind on the edge of my bed as my roommates are present. once i get out of this shitty campus maybe I'll finally be able to have some fun with myself, yeah i say that all the time but do i look like i have a choice... there's no way I'm gonna talk about this to a friend irl, the mention of nsfw things can literally get you expelled from here because of how taboo the mention of sex here is. like a girl and a guy got expelled because they sent each other nudes, and some people were reported for watching lesbian porn. so you can imagine how sexually frustrating it is for me because i just can't let it out lol. this website is all i have to relieve my thoughts a little ( not my pussy tho the more i write the more i get wet ), oh and I've taken pics of my boobs and pussy before, thought of posting it to a nsfw discord server once but changed my mind in fear of having someone save the pics. oh and I've definitely recorded fingering myself before, but deleted it right after because i was so indulged in masturbating i didn't realize the angle was off lmao. and not to mention im a little hairy because im scared of cutting myself while trimming, but I've thought of getting my pussy waxed before, just a little scared that it'll hurt or idk, rip my skin off. but yeah anyways i think i have daddy issues in a way, like I'd love to be caressed and hugged, kissed everywhere, spoiled with love and g*fts, or you know, being taken cared of sounds nice, being guided in bed, even the idea of guided masturbation sounds nice. sexual punishments also do sound hot... like if i "misbehaved" in some way and he play with me and deny my orgasm.. that's really hot. being called "love", "darling", "princess".... my sexual fantasies feel a little too good to be true, which always results in me always doubting if I'd get my preferred lover, and i promise I'd provide as well, I'd be obedient, I'd listen to him, I'd even be his pet if he wants me to, he can pet me, put a collar on my neck and demand me to bend over any time... I'd fulfill his sexual needs as he fulfills mine. I'd give him head on his bad days, I'd let him destroy my pussy out of anger or jealousy to remind me who i belong to, and I'd even let him use me when he feels like it. I'd submit to his every order, and he'd lead me to my own pleasure. I'd want to be filled over and over again to the point where I couldn't even think anymore, and I'd let him fuck me for hours on end. he can overstimulate me all he wants for his own amusement, and I'd beg for him to stop and he'd fuck me harder ( unless it gets too painful then I'd say the safe word ). all if it just sounds so hot to me, but in the end i still feel like I'm a little too young for all these "hardcore" sexual thoughts. I'll just have to masturbate for i don't know, 5 more years and finally marry a guy who's so vanilla he'd only fuck me on fridays, and I'd probably die depressed and sex deprived. what can i say, my life hates me in a way

My First Experience Giving Head

I lived a pretty sheltered life. Home schooled, church going family, lived on a farm. That isn't to say I had no friends, just that dating on a one on one thing didn't really happen a lot, more of a group activity thing, and I lost my virginity later than most people at the age of 19. However about 2 months before that, when I was still 18, was the first time I gave someone oral.

I met the guy, we'll call him J, at church. At the time I was a teen and he was married but that didn't matter because he was also 39. He was so handsome. I was struck the first time I saw J. He was black, stood about 6'4", slender build but still wider than me. I'm a 5'2", blond hair blue eyes. super petite white girl. My hormones went into overdrive. But being I was young and he, well, married nothing would happen.

A year later his wife passed. I didn't know she had cancer until towards the end. Afterwards I was one of a few church members who volunteered to help out. Little things like making food for him and helping him keep his house clean, though he more than did that himself. Nothing else it gave me a reason to talk to him and get to know him more. After that stopped, I would still assist him with various things like when he painted his shed or helping in his garden. By this point I was almost 19 and then it happened.

There were a couple times where I thought I may have caught him checking me out. I was never quite sure. We were in his living room moving a chair and he tripped or something and fell into it and I fell on his lap. It was kind of one of those cheesy movie moments where I was sitting across his lap and we were laughing over tripping over ourselves, and then our eyes met. I'm pretty sure it was me who kissed him. I almost pulled back, in fear I went to far, but I felt his hand on the back of my dress pushing holding me close.

After a few minutes of kissing I could feel him getting harder under my ass. Considering I was wearing a summer dress and didn't fall exactly the most lady like, I could really feel him hardening in his khakis. And it was very noticeable.

"Someone is a little excited," I said. My voice was more of a breathy whisper than normal speaking voice.

"Sorry," he said. "It's been a long time. Doesn't take much to turn me on I guess."

I smiled. "You're turned on."

"Oh yeah, big time."

I looked down, though I couldn't see his cock through myself. "Do you want help taking care of it?"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't leave you like this." I reached my hand down and rubbed him outside his khakis. "That's really big," I muttered before "I'm still a... I've never done this before. Anything. But it's okay. You can show me how." I kept kissing him, little pecks. "Its okay. I want to do this for you."

He nodded and I didn't know what to do so I started kissing his neck, moving my body so I could start to slide to my knees but also rub his cock some more. I fiddled with the zipper before he just unzipped it and took it out. I was right. It was big. Scary big. If I had to guess I would say 10inches easily and thick, but there were some prominent veins on that thing.

So here I was on my knees in front of the gorgeous man who at this point was 41, my hand wrapped around his BBC and not sure what to do so I start kissing the tip slowly. Then I start to circle the head with my tongue before kissing and licking down the shaft. His whole cock was glistening with saliva before I even tried taking him in my mouth. Then I took the tip in my mouth. The whole head. I sucked it, flicked my tongue around it. Then I took a bit more, slowing bringing my head down about an inch then applied pressure with my tongue and sucked on the way back up. Then down again, about 2 inches, and sucked on the way up. 3 inches is when I started getting trouble with the thickness.

J put his hand on the back on my head and pushed down. I felt his thick cock fill my throat, I couldn't gag even, and he pushed me down til I was about halfway before relaxing his hand do I could come back up, still slowly sucking.

"Jesus Christ," he moaned.

This repeated for about 20-30 minutes by my estimation. I started to notice his breathing get more labored but at the time I didn't know why, I just thought it meant he was really enjoying it. I guess, in a way, he was haha

"Rachel" he moaned, and I loved hearing him moan my name that way. Then he repeated my name. Then again. Then he was breathing fast and saying my name over and over like "RachelRachelRachelRachelRachelPRAISETHELORD!" and this huge flood filled my mouth. He startled me with shouting "Praise the Lord" but I didn't know why. I had no warning and sad as it is to admit I didn't know this was the end result. So when his cum just started flowing into my mouth I didn't know what to do and just started swallowing as much as I could while still trying to suck. Eventually I just resorted to bobbing my head fast without sucking and swallowing what I could. There was too much and it some poured from my mouth onto his khakis but we were at his house so its no big deal.

Afterwards he sat with his head back, a huge grin on his face. I was still on my knees, holding his cock, still sucking and playing with it, his cum dripping from chin. He looked down at me.
"Rachel, that was one of the best blowjobs I think I ever had."

"Or you just needed it."

"That too." He looked at the chair. "Hop up here. Your turn."

"What?" I was caught off guard. "My turn for what?"

"I'm going to go down on you."

I got instantly nervous. I don't know why. Virgin jitters, I guess. "No, that's okay. Besides you have to clean yourself up."

I stood up. It was late in the day and I needed to get home. "But I'll come by after church this weekend and maybe we can do more of..." I motioned towards his cum stained lap "...this."

There is more stories that came out of this if you like this one. Running out of characters, plus they're separate encounters. Let me know if this turned you on and you want more.

My Walk To School

Growing up in Norther Arizona, running wild in the woods and high mountain ranges was kind of magical.
I loved the creeks and fields in nothing but a bikini top, shorts and a smile.
I was taught at a young age that it was natural to wear as little as possible and never feel self-conscious about it.

By the time I was fourteen, I was no longer a virgin or ashamed about my urges to self-pleasure myself.
I was young, horny and ready to explore my limits.
I was very aware of how older men could be easily aroused and how gentle they can be while cleaning off their man-milk from your face afterwards.

I definitely didn't like boys my age. Most treated me like shit and called me flat-chested and f-ugly. I was tall for Junior High and very skinny. I also wore glasses so I was bullied and had no real friends. That left me a lot of time with my sexual addictions.

I lived about a mile away from the Jr. High School and would walk all by myself thinking about ways to meet the nice men that waved to me from their porches. I would go by in my knee length skirt that I would roll up till you could barely see my panties. You have to use bait if you want to catch fish, my step daddy used to say.

There was this nice retired man that would always be there on his porch swing drinking coffee and calling out to me. He knew my family and my first name. If I was early enough, I would stop by and have a Mr. Pibb and talk a bit. His wife passed away years back and he was always lonely. I loved the way he treated me like an adult and not a kid. He always told me how pretty I was and that I should care what anyone said. After school, I would walk by and if his paper was laying on his drive, I'd take it up to his door and drop it off.

This was the year I took up cross country, track and basketball. I wanted to make some friends and get out of the house. I guess I was getting into a lot of arguments with my mom and my stepdad was constantly trying to play daddy. He was no longer treating me like his little girl but more like a red headed step child. But that's a story for another day.

It was middle August and I was coming home sweaty, hot and tired. It was starting to get dark out but I saw the old guy's paper out on the drive. As I got to front door, I could see him through the partly open curtain. He was sitting in his recliner with his camcorder connected to the TV watching a video furiously jerking-off. Look, it was not really shocking to me. All men do that. I’ve known this from a very early age. I was kind of interested to see what kind of video he had recorded that would have him trying to start his crotch on fire with all that rubbing.
As I pressed my face to the glass and tilted my neck a bit, I could make out the person on the video.

It was me. I was sitting on his porch, opposite to him, facing his picture window. He had videotaped me through the blinds. You could see up my skirt. My panties were pink on this day and you could easily see my perfectly framed camel toe. The picture quality was excellent. The audio was turn down and he was listening to some oldies on the radio. It was that song by Smoky Robinson – Ooh, Baby, Baby.

I wasn’t mad at him. I was really turned on that he was masturbating to my video. Of course, I knocked on his door. I heard him knocking things over as he tried to pull up his pants and put away his camcorder. When he came to the door, he was out of breath and wide-eyed as soon as he recognized my face.

After a few pleasantries, I handed him his paper and asked him what he was up to. The smell of his musky act was still strong in the air. He told me he was just watching TV. I asked him if I could watch some with him. My mom was working late and I had plenty of time. Maybe he could give me a ride later.

I was so pleased with the way he was blushing and sweating. I went to the kitchen and got a glass of water. As I came back to the living room, he was trying to hide the camcorder and wires in the closet. I could barely hold back my laughter. I turned the TV back on and changed the channel to HBO. I believe that the movie 50 Shades Darker was already on. As he sat down on his leather recliner, the man on the TV was fucking this gal on a pool table. By the way, this is the same chair he was just masturbating on.

He started to apologize for the movie but I just quieted him down right away. I told him I was not offended and I loved watching dramas with sex scenes. I wasn’t a child anymore and not even a virgin.

I turned off the lamp beside his chair and sat down slowly on his knee.
The room was lit by only the video of the man fucking this chick hard on the pool table. After about five minutes of moaning and fucking sounds, I started to slowly shift back and forth on his knee. As the fucking got more intense, I slid back against his thigh and slid my other leg completely over his lap.

We sat there like that with my head back against his chest. My panties were now completely exposed as my skirt was riding high on my waist. I could tell he was trying really hard not to get aroused but he lost that battle. He was fully erect and his hot member was pressing firmly against my butt crack. So I slowly began grinding and squeezing it with my ass cheeks, like I was trying to cling to it for dear life. I slid up and down, slowly crushing it.

That did the trick. I felt his big hands reaching under my top. He knew exactly where to touch me and how hard to pinch. He stopped just long enough to turn off the TV. In the dark, his tongue explored every inch of my mouth as his hands did my body.

His shifted his body as I felt his pants drop to the floor. His cock was wet as it slapped against my thigh. With one hand he guided himself past my panties and into my wetness. Slowly at first and then purposefully he picked up his pace. I could tell he hadn’t been with a woman for the way that he became so very primal. He was so deep inside me that I didn’t know where he ended and I began.

I began orgasming over and over like waves washing over the rocks. I was holding onto the armrests for dear life until his final thrust. He wrapped both arms around my waist and held me while I could feel his shudder and his cock twitch and pulsate inside me.

I don’t want to bore you with the conversation afterwards or the awkward ride home, but I will say that I left a very sticky wet mess on his truck’s leather seat.