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I'm a 24 year old female student and one night I was drunk and gave my roomate a blow job. The problem is that a few days later he was in the shower and I jumped in and sucked him again.

I came home after a hard exam and just needed to taste him. Last night, I woke up at 3 am and could not sleep so I slipped under his covers and in the morning I sucked him again.

He has what must be the "perfect cock". It is normal size, fairly thick, nice head and gets hard instantly. He taste better then any cock I have ever had. He is one of those "HOT" guys but he just doesn't know it which makes him HOTTER !!!!

I love sucking him and I seem to do it with more effort, more enthusiasm, deeper and better then I have ever done so. His perfect cock, cums the perfect amount at the perfect time and he tastes just soooo perfect !

My one line confession is now 15 lines long lol - I am addicted to that perfect pink cock attached to this hot sweet guy that tastes heavenly. Someone help me !!

I was a perfectly normal kid until puberty hit. Then I became a world class pervert. That's fine and dandy if you are a boy but if you are a girl that makes you a slut. So slut I am.

It came a little early for me. I was 10 the first time I felt that yummy tingling sensation between my legs and in my nipples while looking into the eyes of an absolutely beautiful 12 year old boy. I had no idea why but I wanted him to touch me everywhere and kiss me. I so badly wanted him to make out with me.

He didn't.

He didn't know I existed let alone had a huge crush on him.

So I searched for a way to scratch my burning itch and then one day saw some stupid sappy movie, I think on the Hallmark channel or something about this teenage girl and how she coped with being raped. I had never up to that point in my life really thought about it. In fact I don't remember being conscious of the concept of rape until that moment. Then it was all I could think about. In school I would stare at boys and imagine what it would be like to be raped by them.

Then at my 11th birthday party, my first boy girl party, a boy I particularly liked but was too shy to approach, approached me and asked if I had a boyfriend. I said "no" and he continued asking more questions and before I knew it we were in a closet in the basement bedroom swallowing each other's tongues. I was no where near brave enough to let my hands roam but I wanted to know what his ass and crotch felt like and I wanted his hands to learn similar things about me.

He must have been reading my mind. Jason slipped his hand up the back of my dress, over my panties and into the back of my panties and cupped my naked ass cheeks. His hands felt awesome. I thought I was going to pee I was trembling with excitement so. I licked as deeply as I could thinking that was the way to go when Jason's tongue taught me other more sensual ideas about kissing. I reached up and put my hands around his neck and massaged it the way I liked mine to be massaged and he moaned into my mouth. I became conscious of swallowing his spit and liking it. I could barely stand up I was shaking so badly. He sat us both down on the closet floor, pulled some clothes off their hangers and made a little bed on the carpet with them. He asked if he could touch my pussy. I whispered "do what ever you want but please, please please include raping me in there someplace."

It took a few seconds for that to register with him and all of a sudden he was a man of action. He got me naked in 10 seconds and himself naked in 5. First order of business was seeing what my mouth felt like impaled on his gorgeous erection. So he clumsily rammed it down my throat. I was so turned on by the thought of giving my first blow job I forced myself to choke down every inch and even pondered letting myself choke to death with it buried in my throat. What a special way to go I thought to myself. Well he pulled out before that could happened than rammed it back home again and repeated a few more times then grunted and some salty sweet slimy stuff was in my mouth. I figured out what happened and I swallowed. I didn't' swallow because I thought it was delicious or because I was horny though both were certainly true, I swallowed because it was the quickest way to get the cum out of my mouth so I could get right to yelling at him for not getting to the rape part of our little adventure. He told me to wait a while and he could do it again. I didn't know this. The way my mom talked men could only do it about once a month or so. Seems 12 year old boys could do it far more frequently.

Half an hour later I was groaning in agony and ecstasy all at once. The pain of my first rape turned me on so completely that I would have agreed to being fucked by a flaming sword as a condition of getting to cum.

Well I came and he came again and this time it filled my newly 11 year old newly devirginated little cunny and I was absolutely head over heals in love. Not with Jason though I definitely had the hots for him and I generally liked him. No, what I was in love with was being raped!

From that point on every chance I got I teased and seduced as many boys as I could.

Within 6 months I had been raped by half a dozen boys, a few of them more than once. I told no one because I didn't want to spoil a good thing. I figured if I told then that particular boy would not be available to rape me again. Some I didn't repeat with mostly because they were far too gentle for my taste.

Then a miracle happened. A 14 year old girl in my neighborhood was gang raped. She was so brutally raped that she lost consciousness and was unable to identify her attackers. I came in my panties without touching myself just from reading that story in the newspaper.

I did some research and figured out the exact location of the gang rape, something the paper was a little vague about, and began hanging out there. It was a deserted lot in the downtown area of our little town. that didn't quite do the trick and then one day my Dad scolded me for wearing a slutty outfit. I asked what was slutty about it. I didn't ask as a way of defending myself or justifying what I had on. I asked because I wanted to educate myself on what makes guys think a girl is a slut. Dad was only too happy to entertain questions on the topic bent on educating his sweet innocent virgin angel daughter on what not to wear. I, of course, took extensive detailed mental notes.

Then I made my way to the local thrift store, blew my allowance and put together a world class "Attention-all-would-be-rapists-of-the-world-please-come-hither-and-rape-this-aspiring-gang-rape-victim."

I put together a sort of hybrid of a first communion dress/catholic school girl uniform. I wore a petticoat under and cut the skirt of the dress short and had the lacy first communion dress over it cut even shorter. My white cotton panties got strategically cut out holes for pussy and assholes. I cut the top to bare my belly but left a little lace to tease with. I work a dozen assorted crosses around my neck and glued a few cross patches in different places. Then I put my hair up in pigtails and put on the sluttiest shoes I owned which were 4 inch black pumps. I then grabbed my Teddy-Bear and a big pacifier and skipped my way to that empty lot taking the scenic route through every street and ally. I was the picture of absolute innocent sluttyness.

Of course my goal was to see how many loads of cum I could go home with inside me.

It actually took longer than I thought. I strutted slutty like all over the streets for three hours. Had any cops gone by I would definitely have been arrested for trying to be a hooker. I hadn't even thought of that at that age. Well I didn't hear them at first. Then I did. They apparently had been following me for a couple of blocks. I seductively led them back to that vacant lot as soon as I realized my evil plan was working. 13 of them altogether. I thought maybe 2 or 3 but not in my wildest sex dreams did I imagine I would be so fucking lucky. I led them to the darkest recesses of that lot and turned around and there they were. They had been steadily gaining on me and were now only about twenty feet from where I stood. I quickly counted 13 boys, ranging in age from about my age all the way up to mid twenties. Some white, some black, a Hispanic. They were just neighborhood boys all knew each other and I knew half of them from school.

I smiled and asked "whose first??" and sat down on an old crate and hiked up my skirt and began licking my lips. <..(continue confession)

Hi. I am a married woman who recently worked up the nerve to share my rape fantasy with my husband. I told him that even though sex with him is great, I needed something a little more exciting...and dangerous. He suggested that he could "rape" me to fulfill the fantasy, but I told him it just wouldn't feel like a "real" rape if he was the rapist. I told him that I would never cheat on him, and that if the idea of me with another man really bothered him, I wouldn't do it, but that the only way to make my fantasy seem "real" was to for my "rapist" to be someone else. Since he loves me and wants to make me happy, he told me that he would see what he could do.

This past weekend, he went out of town with a couple friends of his on a guys' getaway, leaving me at home alone. He left on a Friday afternoon and told me he would be back Sunday night. I went about my day on Saturday pretty much like usual, shopping and running errands, and returned home around 10PM after having dinner with a girlfriend of mine. I was in bed by 11. I had been asleep for an hour or so, when I was jarred awake by a man yanking my head up by my hair and clamping his hand over my mouth. He rolled me onto my back, and when he switched on the light on my nightstand, I could see that he was wearing a ski mask, and that he had a knife. I tried to figure out who he was, to see if I knew him, but I wasn't able to recognize him.

I struggled briefly, but he pressed the knife against my throat and told me me in a threatening voice that he would hurt me if I struggled or fought or screamed. He asked me if I understood, and I nodded yes. He then told me that I was going to do everything he told me to do. He again pressed the knife to my throat and asked me if I was ready to fuck. I was trembling and shaking as I answered yes. He asked me how long it had been since I had sucked my husband's cock, and if I swallowed when I did. In a trembling voice, I said that I had sucked him just a few nights earlier, and that, yes, I had swallowed. He told me that I would be used to what I was about to do then, because I was about to suck his. First though, he reached under my nightgown, and ripped it away, then he yanked down my panties. Then he straddled me, pulled my head up, jammed his cock into my mouth, and ordered me to suck him off. I started sucking him, and he ordered me to suck it harder. I sucked him as hard as I could, and after several minutes, he blew a huge load into my mouth, then forced me to swallow it. He then told me that it was time to fuck. He told me that by the time he was finished with me, I would forget all about sex with my husband.

He was about to mount me for a missionary fuck, when I saw him smile through his ski mask. He ordered me to turn over onto my stomach. I was thinking he was going to do me doggy style, but he shocked me (and even really scared me a little) when he asked me if I had ever been done up the ass. The truth is, my husband and I had only tried anal sex once, but we had stopped because it had hurt too much. I tearfully told him that I was an anal virgin. He told me that that was about to change. He proceeded to ram his cock into my ass, and I cried out in real pain at first, but the pain soon subsided and soon I actually began to enjoy it. When he finished, he used a belt he found in my room to tie me to the bed while he went to use the bathroom. When he came back, he said it was time for the "main event". He forced my legs apart and proceeded to have vaginal intercourse with me. He fucked me hard and while he was inside me, he called me a slut and a bitch, and basically humiliated me. As he continued to pound me, in no time I was soaking wet, and I had a mind-blowing orgasm, then a couple of minutes later, I orgasmed a second time and then a third time, each as great as the last and the most incredible orgasms I had ever had. After a few more minutes had passed, I felt him climax and ejaculate deep inside my pussy.


After he was finished, he got off of me, and told me if I knew what was good for me, I would keep this what had just happened to myself. He said if I reported the rape to the police, I would be sorry. He reminded me that he knew where I lived, and to make his point, he pressed the knife to my throat one more time. I told him I wouldn't report the rape. Late that evening, my hubby came home and asked me how my weekend was. I told him it was pretty good, and gave him a wink. I told him when we were getting ready for bed that I wanted to thank him for fulfilling my fantasy. He told me that he could tell me who my "rapist" was, and how it had all been set up, but I told him that I didn't want to know...I said not knowing would make the whole memory of what happened seem all that much more real. Needless to say, I rewarded him all night long for making my fantasy come true

I don't know if I will have another experience as good as the one I experienced last weekend again, but I can say that my fantasy was all I could have ever wanted and then some.

My older sister has been going through a messy divorce for almost a year now, and as a result, she and her daughter moved in with me. It made sense. She wanted to get away from it all, and I live a pretty good distance from the rest of the family. I've also been through a divorce myself, so I can relate. Also, I have enough space for the extra people. Things have always been fine since they moved in. We all get along just fine. I think the only inconvenience would be my loss of "private time."

A few months ago, I had a day off from work and just hung out at home and drank by myself. This was not unusual. My sister and niece went about their normal routines. My sister was in bed early, needing to be up early for work the next day. I had been sitting in the living room drinking and watching TV. Nicole, my niece, had just finished showering, and as soon as she got out of the bathroom, I darted in there to take a piss. After that relief, I noticed that Nicole had left her clothes on the bathroom floor, including her panties. Being drunk and horny, I let my thoughts begin to wander. She is a very attractive young woman. Very pretty, with a very nice, in shape body. It didn't take long before I had picked up my nieces panties and began jerking off into them, as I sat on the closed toilet. I'm not sure how long I had been going at it, closing my eyes and picturing Nicky's perfect body, before I heard a noise at the door. I opened my eyes to see Nicky standing there, peeking in at me. In my drunken rush to get in there to pee, I hadn't even closed the door all the way. I froze.

Nicole pushed the door open, walked in, and closed it behind her. I sat still, not knowing what to do, other than to take my hand off my cock, which still had her panties dr**ed on it. She stared for a minute, standing there wearing only a towel.

"I just came back because I had forgotten my stuff in here. But it looks like you're using it now."

"I'm really sorry, Nicky." I started to say.

"It's okay." She said. "I don't mind."

I apologized again. But again she said "no really, it's okay." And laughed. "I kind of liked it, actually. You don't have to stop if you don't want to."

I sat frozen, still. I had no idea what to do. It turned out, she knew what to do.

She walked over to me, reached down, and began to jerk my cock, with her panties still on it. We locked eyes as she slowly stroked me. I couldn't even focus on the pleasure at first. All I could do was wonder "is my niece really doing this?"

She kneeled down and continued to stroke me. I knew I should stop her, but I couldn't get myself to do it. She told me to stand up, which I did. And then without another word, she took my cock in her pretty mouth. I'm let out what was I'm pretty sure a very loud groan. She began to suck my cock, and from the job she was doing, it was obvious she had done this before. I used my hand on the back of her head to push my cock into her throat from time to time, as she vigorously sucked my cock. When I was began to cum, I pulled her head, shoved my cock in and shot strand after strand into her throat. When I was done and let go, she coughed and grasped for air, while looking up at me. We stared at each other as she breathed heavily. She stood up, and she took off the towel, exposing her gorgeous body. I stared. She stepped closer to me, slowly, until we made contact.

She whispered "do you want to fuck me?"

"I really can't. You're my niece."

"I want you to fuck me." She grabbed my hands and placed them on her tits. I groped her, but still, I wasn't sure.

"Fuck me, please, Uncle Nick."

I was convinced. I grabbed my pants and pulled them back up. I walked over and opened the door. I walked over to my naked niece and picked her up, and carried her to my bedroom. I tossed her onto the bed, where she didn't waste any time. She began to finger herself as I closed and locked the door, and then undressed. I didn't bother turning off the lights. I hopped into the bed with her, and got in between her legs. We briefly kissed, as I positioned the tip of my cock on her pussy opening. I rubbed my tip against it for a bit, before shoving my cock inside her. She let out a loud noise, a mix of a moan and scream. I covered her mouth with my hand as I slowly moved in and out of her tight pussy, cramming more and more of my cock in with each thrust. We stared into each other's eyes as her pussy gripped my cock tight. I asked her if she was okay, and she went "mmm hmm", and I moved my hand off her mouth. I asked her how many times she had done this before, and she told me "I've done it a lot with my boyfriend. But his dick is tiny compared to yours."

I've never really thought of my dick as being big, lol. Above average, yeah, but not like huge or anything. But I was certainly enjoying the complement. We smiled and I continued to fuck her. I kept going slow but firm, until I was able to work my way all the way in. I was balls deep inside my niece, and she felt and looked heavenly. I put my hands on top of her head to keep her from sliding away as I started to fuck her harder and faster. She let out some moans and almost a whining type noise, and even threw in what would best be described as a grunt, followed by "fuck me, daddy."

I did my best to fuck the life out of her. Eventually, I felt myself getting close, and I needed to slow down. I backed out, leaving just the tip of my cock inside her, and I began to finger her clit. I did that for quite a while, until she started cumming. Her whole body shook and she moaned loudly. I crammed the rest of my cock back inside her, fucked her for a bit, and then pulled out and shot on her stomach. We stared at each other as I kept jerking until I was done, both with huge, dirty grins on our face. We ended up kissing for a bit, and then laid there next to each other. There was an occasional awkward giggle or two mixed in. We had a little talk... obviously, we agreed neither of us was going to say anything about it to my sister. We were both noncommittal as to whether we'd do anything else line that with each other again. We kissed goodnight, she thanked me, and she went back to her room and to sleep.

To be continued...

I am in an intimate relationship with my step daughter. I am surprised I don't feel guilty about it because I never never looked at this way growing up. Now that it's happening I can't imagine it any other way.

I married her mother when she was five. We ended up getting a divorce when she was sixteen because I caught her screwing her ex.

I kept in occasional contact with my step daughter. I tried make to every one of her school functions I could. What's sad is I never saw her mom and dad at single one. Once she graduated high school, I was the one that toured colleges with her. I about broke down and cried at the first one when induced me as her real dad. She ended up going the university in our home town.

One night, around 2:00 a.m. my doorbell starts ringing continuosly. When I get to the door it's my step daughter. She's sobbing uncontrollably and the right side of her face is swelling up and starting to bruise. I get her sat down on the couch and grab a bag of frozen vegetables. It took awhile but I managed to get her calmed down enough to tell me what happened.

Her so called father came home drunk and high and tried to r**e her while her mother was at work. She managed to fight him off and run from the house. She came straight to my house which is a couple of miles away. Once I found out what happened I was furious. I managed to get a grip on my temper and call the police and then her mother. That night she asked if she could move in with me. She's nineteen at this point so her mother couldn't say anything about it. Her mother was pissed.

She'd been staying with me a couple of months when the discussion over supper turned to boyfriends. In a nut shell, she told me she didn't have one and probably wouldn't for a while. Between school and work she didn't have time. She also said she wasn't really interested in guys her age. I believe the phrase she used was they're all little boys in grown men's bodies and she can't stand to be around them for any length of time. She told me if she was going to date it would have to be someone older. I didn't recognize it at the time, but she gets this look on her face when she is determined to get something and she knows it's going to be difficult. That look hadn't changed since she was little. She had that look that night.

A couple of weeks later she comes to me and wants to ask a favor. She explained all of her clothes were loose and baggy, specifically to hide her body from her dad's stares. Now that he's not in the picture anymore she really really wanted some different clothes. Up to this point she's done everything herself. She's worked her ass off to pay her own way. I had no problem spoiling her once in while. So I took her shopping.

The clothes she was picking out were the polar opposite of what she was wearing now. It wasn't anything different then what I eas seeing other girls her age wear so I didn't think much of it. Then we got to the part of the day where she wanted to pick out what I'll call "ladies foundation undergarments" and oh she so enjoyed making me as uncomfortable as possible. I finally told her I don't need to see what you're picking up. Just let me know how much when you're done. Of course this was a mistake on my part and very intentional on her part.

By the time we get done it was supper time so we have a nice dinner together and head home. Once we get home we both change into conformable clothes to settle in and watch some tv. When she comes out of her room wearing shorts and a top she bought on our shopping trip. All I could think of was who the fuck designs these things. At first glance they're just a set of loose fitting pj's, but a half a second later I realize that while appearing loose and comfortable, they cling and acentuate every curve and what curves she has. For the first time ever I don't see the little five year old girl I first met. I see an insanely beutiful young woman.

I stared I couldn't help it. All I could think of I was as bad as her bio dad. She asked me what I thought. It took me a second to get myself back under control and I told it looked wonderful on her. As soon as I said it I realized she had to have noticed me ogling her. I started to apologize to her for staring at her like her dad. She got a fierce look on her face. You could NEVER look at me like he did. When he looked at me all I saw was lust for something to be possessed, used and tossed away when he was done. It made me feel slimey. I saw lust in you, but also love and adoration. It was completely different than how he looked at me. You're more than welcome to look at me like that anytime.

Another couple months go by and she's slowly wearing down my resolve to treat her like a daughter. Finally, apparently she had lost patience with me. I found out what else she bought besides bras and panties at that store. She came out in a sexy bra, thong, gartebelt, stockings and high heels. She strutted back and forth in front of me a couple of times. She stopped in front of me, spread her legs a little and bent over showing her perfect ass. Her cute clingy pj's were one thing but left no doubt of her intentions. That was the first time we had sex.

We've been together as a couple for a little over two years now. We stopped hiding it about a year ago. We didn't really mske any announcements or anything. Just stopped trying to hide it. We went out to a nice restaurant to celebrate our "coming out". The waitress made the mistake of referring to her as my daughter. I was going to correct her but I received the shut up look and she played my daughter the rest of dinner. When the waitress brought the check she asked my love if she was treating her father tonight. She told the waitress I was getting a treat tonight but I was paying for supper. She got up and gave me an incredibly passionate kiss. The look on the waitresses face was priceless. The couple at the table next to us had figured what was actually going on and thought it was hilarious.

Some people judge but those that know us well are very happy for us. We talking about getting married. Life is good.

I've just listened to, then watched my twenty two year old brother fuck his girlfriend. He must have thought I was out, but I'd actually fallen asleep on my bed, dressed in just an old t-shirt and my panties. Hearing moaning noises I walked out of my bedroom and saw Simon's bedroom door half open. Peering through the gap, I easily saw him fucking his girlfriend from behind. After about three or four minutes, he finally saw me watching him and put a finger to his lips to shhhhsh me. Changing positions he had her mount his very large cock, as I watched on giving me a rear view of her asshole rising and falling onto his dick. His cock looked so good sliding up her ass, I couldn't help myself and slid my hand into my panties. My brother moved a little so he could see me playing with myself and began to fuck his girlfriend really hard, thrusting his cock upwards as she sank down. My fingers were soaking wet from playing with my clit and slipping them occasionally into my fuck hole, and knowing I was reaching orgasm, I moved away a little. Simon slammed his cock hard upwards and began to cum whilst looking directly at me. At the same time I climaxed and let out a low moan I'm sure his girlfriend heard. Just as I turned away, Simon grinned at me and winked. Getting back into my room I heard her saying she was cumming which made my pussy quiver with lust all over again.
Right now they're both in the shower as I type this. Simon though popped his head into my room and caught me stroking my pussy again. His smile was one of definite lust and he even said "Any time sis, you can have it too". before he joined his girlfriend in the shower. It's not the done thing I guess, but if I got the chance to sit anally on his dick, I'm not sure I could resist my brothers huge cock.

I set up a hidden camera in my garage where my daughter and her friends like to hang out on weekends. The first weekend it was there she had friends over and they partied in there as I watched from my room on the computer. It was really exciting watching them just be themselves. As they got drunker it got more entertaining. Clothes came off, the girls started making out. I was jerking off watching it already but it just got better. After it died down a bit it was just my daughter and her best friend and another guy. He asked to see them kiss again, but they asked to see his dick first. He told them he wasn't hard and they said they wanted to watch it get hard. So he took off his pants and boxers and they started kissing. He tried to start jerking but they stopped him and told me just to watch. He watched as they made out on their knees in front of him on the couch.

He started rubbing my daughters tits then the other girls. They moved up into his lap and started kissing him and I could see he was fully hard. My daughter slid back down and started giving him head while her friend straddled him and they made out.

My daughter stood up and stripped down to her bra and panties and laid back on the pool table. Her friend started eating her out then the guy started fucking her friend. He asked if they did this often and her friend said yes. Every time she sleeps over they fool around. I found this so hot because I've imagined that many times before.

He pulled out of her friend and stepped toward my daughter. He said he's been thinking about this all night. He starts fucking my daughter and she's moaning like crazy asking for it harder. She starts yelling for him to fuck her like a filthy slut. He asks how nasty she is and she tells him she fucked her gym teacher all throughout high school. I get so turned on hearing this and hope she tells more. He asks her to tell him about it

As he's fucking her she tells him her first year of high school she was so attracted to her married 35 year old gym teacher. She started flirting with him and he flirted back. One Friday before a long weekend she went to his office after school. she asked to use a shower and he said fine. She went to the change room and got naked. Then she went to the shower room and started showering. After a few minutes she noticed her teacher just inside the door way watching her stroking his cock over his pants.

He asked if she minded and she said not at all. She put on a little show for him and he was getting. Ore aggressive with his rubbing. She told him to take it out and show her. He asked her to take it out for him so she walked over to him and turned around and pressed her ass into his hard cock. He grabbed her ass and pulled her in tight and grinded her.

She turned around and they started kissing then she dropped to her knees and took his cock out. She sucked his cock and ate his cum and then they both left. They maintained a secret relationship for four years while she was in school

Lost Control And Started Something

My wife was out of town for work and my daughter was home alone. I went out with the guys and we ended up at a strip club. It was a long, semi-expense afternoon with a lot of drinking and by the end I was horny and not entirely with it.

I got home and my daughter was wearing a baggy tee tied in a knot to shorten it and tight short shorts. Volleyball, running, whatever they are for, they drive me insane on any girl and I've noticed my daughter' ass looks good in them too. I got a glass of water and stood at the sink to drink it and stared off into space a little bit. My daughter came over and wanted to use the sink. She squeezed in between me and the counter. Through my pants I felt her curves and then her first cheek landed on my penis. She was playing around not sexually and sort of pushed back on me with her butt and said "Excuse me, sir. It's my turn at the sink."

I replied, "You think so?" I put my hands on her hips and pulled her back from the sink a bit, and into my crotch a bit. She laughed and squirmed. Her playfully squirming set me off. I started pulling at her shorts to pull them down over her butt. At first she laughed and said something like, "So that's how you're going to play?" In a couple of seconds she realized what was happening and she went from laughing to just observing. Not tense, not resigned, just watching it unfold.

I gout her shorts down and her thong pulled part way out of her ass. I pulled the thong out and replaced it with my finger. I started finger rimming her and she didn't flinch or try to stand up as I used my other hand to press her upper body on to the counter. As she leaned over the counter, I took that hand and ran it up her belly to her breast. She lifted slightly to give me access but otherwise just stared out of the corner of her eye. When I undid my own pants, she looked away as my penis laid in her crack. I asked, "Have you done this yet?" "No" she replied. ""Have you used fingers or anything?" "Yes" she replied.

I assumed she would fingering meant she wouldn't be in total pain. I spit in my hand, lubed up and positioned to enter her from behind. When I pierced her and began to penetrate, she arched her back and looked up at the ceiling. "Oh my god" she said, sort of in a whisper, sort of in a moan. I gave her a few long pumps and she came hard on my penis. I held still until she finished, then started the same pace again for another minute or so. As I started to build up to an orgasm, I began slapping into her harder. She called out an "Ahhhh" several times. Then I unloaded. "Oh, fuck!" she yelled. I came hard, harder than I've come in a while and definitely an animal in eh moment. She squirmed around so much that I took the hand from her breast and used both to hold her onto me.

I stayed in her after I came. I had to think because I had just shot int her. Her pussy twitched, but she stayed pressed into me. I didn't go down for a while, With my penis still in her I said, "Please, don't tell anyone." "She replied, "I won't." I slowly pulled out and she sighed and moaned as I withdrew.

My daughter, now with my load in her pussy, pulled her thong and shorts back up. I rearranged myself too and I offered that we go out to eat. She asked if she should change and I daydreamed for a second about my cum in her pussy and dripping into her underwear. "No, we'll go casual. We do need to stop and get you something to take so you don't get pregnant."

We drove pretty much in silence except for the few obligatory words to adjust temperature and move my work off the front seat. A few minutes into the ride she asks, "Are we going to do it again, or just this one time?" I replied, "I don't know, what do you want to do?" She paused half a second then said, "Yeah, I think we will." I replied, "Probably."

Ten years ago I was at a campground by a lake. It wasn't far from my home town, less than an hour, and my family often went there in the summer. The thing I liked about the lake was they had a dual level floating dock. The lower level faced away from the beach and was mostly used to get on from out of the water. The other level was slightly higher and had a slide and such on it.

During the day time a lot of people, kids and adults, were swimming. There was one guy, older, who mostly kept to himself and just enjoying the cool water on the hot summer day, but he was in shape and handsome for someone his age, and I kept noticing him looking at me. After a bit I left and went back to our RV but I decided to come back in the evening just as the sun set to watch it from the floating dock. At this time I was alone but after several minutes I was joined by the older guy that kept looking at me. I tried to hide my grin, but I think he saw it as he said "Open for some company?" I told him sure and he sat next to me, both our backs leaning against raised level. Once the sun set you couldn't see the shore aside from the lights from the campground and you certainly couldn't see anything on the dock unless you swam out there so we were, pretty much, alone. We talked, I found out he was there with his wife, things got more personal and I admitted to being a virgin. He made a comment like "With that body? I'm shocked." or something along those lines. I don't remember exactly the words he used. We went back and forth about how he thought I was a hottie and I said he was handsome and he made a comment about how if he was my age he'd be on me so fast. I asked him what was stopping him now and he said his wife, my age... and I remember I told him "I'm not telling anyone..."

He looked back towards the shore, probably checking to make sure we wouldn't be seen, and then said "you sure?" I nodded and he leaned over slowly and kissed me. I was instantly wet (and glad my bikini still was from the swim out lol). I said "wow" and he had one hand on my waist and pulled me on top of him. I could feel a hardness between my legs that felt good to push down on and grind and we continued to kiss. He stared at my chest and asked what size I was and I told him 38C. He copped a feel and we continued to kiss and I kept grinding and suddenly both hands were on my waist holding me down on him and he buried his face in my neck and I felt him pulsating between my thighs. I asked him if he was okay and he said he was, but that my lapdance made him cum. I was stunned and apologized and he said no it was great and I just replied that I had never made anyone cum before. He was still pulsating as I sat on him. I asked him if I could see it and he said it was an odd request but if I wanted to I had to look for myself. I slid down and pulled him out, cum-covered and all. He still had some flowing out that dripped over my hand. I had been curious but too scared about oral and the taste, so I brought my hand to my mouth and licked his cum off my hand. He said that was hot and I was pleased he enjoyed it, so I lowered myself and took the first penis I ever had in my mouth. He pushed my head down and I proceeded to suck him off over the next 20 minutes, with him finishing in my mouth.

More did happen but I'm already pretty turned on recounting this. Maybe more later...

What The Heck Just Happened

On a whim and prodded by our friends, my husband (of almost 30 years) and I are currently in Barbados. I never would have imagined doing this over NYE, but here we are. Our kids are all in their adult lives, so here we are.

I read these confessions every day and I NEVER thought I would have one, but here goes.

At 10:00 tonight, Ricky and I decide to go to the hot tub that is under the waterfall of the pool. I never drink but he was a few drinks into a bottle of rum. Fuck it, right?

When we get there, there are people in the hot tub already. We hesitate and one says don’t worry, we will make room. We squeeze in. Fuck it, right?

It takes me a minute to realize I am in a very private and hidden hot tub with five other men (including my happy drunk husband). If you must know, we went down there to fuck, or at least play a bit. I feel feet touching mine, hands touching me…but I am frozen. My pussy is acting up, my mind is racing, my heart is thumping. Then my dopey ass husband says ‘wow, that is a lot of guys Sandy. You could have your pick tonight and nobody would even know!’ I was speechless.

There was a prolonged silence and someone asked where we are from. I responded with Kansas City. The group of guys were from Canada. Small talk ensued and progressively got flirty and sexual (my husband is the encourager and enabler here not me).

Out of nowhere, my husband turns to me and starts kissing me - tongue and all. What am I to do, say no? His hands are all over me and, as noted previously, I am in the mood for fun. This progresses until Ricky stops and says she is all yours. He holds my hand and says, if you want this, then go for it.

I took a sip of my sparkling water, gave it a thought and asked him if he was sure. He turned to the other guys and asked if they were interested…they were. Me versus four late 20 year old guys. What the fuck? Another sip of sparkling water and I started feeling hands all over me. They were everywhere. Within minutes my two piece bathing suit was off and I was surrounded. One by one they came at me, some hard and some semi hard, but all offering me their cock. One by one I stroked them all hard. At this point my pussy was on overdrive. If these men wanted it, they would get it from me tonight.

They all ended up fucking me in the hot tub while my husband just sat there and watched. This lasted all of an hour or so. Two joined us in our room. They doubled teamed me for about two hours, straight through midnight. They left a little while ago.

So here I lay, naked, worn out from the fucking of a lifetime, pondering what the heck just happened and telling the world what just happened to me. My husband is completely passed out and, remarkably, my pussy is on fire and she wants more. The guys told me their room number if I was interested in more fun, but I think that was meant for tomorrow. I want nothing more than to go to their room right now and give it all to them.

Fuck, what the heck just happened?

Happy New Year!