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Oops, I Forgot To Put It Away

Humiliation - no other word. Complete humiliation.

The other morning I got up early to take a long shower. I had been feeling horny, so I brought my rubber suction cup dildo into the shower with me. After fucking myself into a few orgasms, I finished my shower. I got dressed and went to work.

When I got home, my very black and very big rubber dildo was sitting on my bed. I immediately panicked as I would never had put it there. I could not remember bringing it out of the shower. The only way it could have gotten there was one of my kids removed it from the shower. What a bad mom!!!! Lol

Later that night my daughter sits down next to me on the couch and says ‘really mom?’ I was embarrassed and humiliated beyond repair. I humbly told her I had been horny and I forgot to put it away.

No other words…humiliation.

I Am In So Much Trouble

I fucked my buddies 17 yr old daughter. I can't say I regret that. Wow it was the tightest little pussy I ever had. At a ballgame the other night she caught me in the parking lot and asked to hitch a ride home. Next thing I know we are in the backseat, her legs in the air and a tight little pussy with a death grip on my cock. I looked down at her and told her I was about to cum. I was gonna shoot a big load on her tummy but I got a surprise. She grabbed me around the neck, pulled me down and wrapped her legs around my back. I was shooting my load in her pussy as she milked every last drop out of my cock. I felt GREAT but she isn't on birth control. I am not a religious guy but I am definitely praying now...

Best Fuck Ever

I was never interested in black men…until Lawrence came into my life. He is the security manager at the office campus I work at. I met him one evening when I wanted a ride to my car after working late.

Up drives this incredibly hot, built, well spoken man and I get into the security vehicle. He says what lot mam and I melted. His voice was soft but comforting. We talked a bit and eventually I got out and into my car. He waited until I actually drove away before leaving.

The next night, the same thing.

The third night I felt comfortable enough where we actually made plans for Sunday to get lunch together.

Sunday: I am a ball of nerves. I showered, shaved - yes, my cooch - got dressed in a sundress and headed out. I did not even wear makeup for some reason.

Lunch was comfortable, calm, relaxing. It was filled with laughs, information passing and some sexual innuendo. I had explained that I had never dated a black man and he said I am just like white guys. We walked the boardwalk and decided to head to his apartment which was down the block. He had a nice apartment that faced the bay. He was in his second career so he had a pension that pays for it.

As we get into his apartment, my cooch started up. She must have known this man would be inside of her. My dampness made my cotton thong stick to my hairless cooch.

We sat on the couch and it went from there. Kissing, touching, clothing removal. I was a ball of sexual energy and from his large hard cock, so was he. I had to taste him, so on my knees I went. I sucked this cock like I have never sucked a cock before. I worked it up and down. I sucked and licked his balls. Then it happened…my mind when freaky, I took a deep breath and I took all of his cock down my throat. I gagged but pressed on until I felt the heat of his balls on my lower lip. He started saying words - I didn’t hear them at first - but I just kept chomping down on his hardness. At one point I looked up at him, the presence of evil and comfort filled his eyes. He grabs the back of my head, pushes all of the way in and he shoots his load down my throat. He howled and I just held on for dear life as he flooded my belly.

When he regains his composure, he lifts me up, carries me to the bed, tosses me on it, puts on a condom and begins to drill my soaked cooch. He pounded me into the bed until I came. As I did, I dug my finger nails into his legs. This just encouraged him to pound harder. My pussy was in heat and it wanted more. I kept saying yes and more and right there. He kept giving it to me. He fucked my cooch for who knows how long until he came. He pulled off the condom and coated my ass cheeks and my back. He literally fucked me silly, as I laughed when I collapsed on the bed. He fucked me later in the day again with the same vigor and power. I sucked him with the same desire and energy later that day too.

That was three weeks ago. We have fucked every day since that first night. It continues to be the best fucking of my life!

Can't Get Enough

I was 15 when I had sex the first time. The older boy licked me a few times, I got wet he stuck it in and pumped a few minutes then shuddered, jammed it in and shot in my unprotected vag. He didn't like that I told him I expected more (he asked, I didn't start it). It wasn't his size, it was a bit uncomfortable as it is, but I thought he'd lick me more and had sex longer. He came back one more time and I made him get a condom and he came while rolling it on. I laughed he got pissed and that was that. However; he told every guy and girl at school i was an easy lay.

Guys asking me out, feeling me up was normal, and when a girlfriend told me she heard I was the school slut I found out about the guy talking about me. The girls in school had already ostracized me, I wasn't a virgin anymore and the damage was done. So I did start letting guys who took me out to nice places or guys I really liked, fuck me. I was 17 when I went from a party where I'd been smoking and drinking, with a group of 5 guys. I was almost passed out, one guy in back wanted me to suck his dick. I did and they pulled over by a lake and next thing I knew I was getting fucked by one guy after the other. I think I got fucked 8 times that night by the 5 guys. The day after I went out with one guy who I'd had really good sex with and when finished I just wanted more, and more and more. By that weekend I go ahold of one of the gangbang guys and asked him to get a group together. That was my second gangbang and was with 9 different guys.

Since then I just love it so much when cock and cock is pummeling in and out of me, the guys waiting for their turn, sucking on my boobs, feeling me. In college when there was a big party blowout, I'd be the party slut. Sometimes laying naked in a bedroom, sometimes on a mattress naked in the middle of everything and guys piling on and off as they wanted. I'm not married but I think I might be soon. Dave my current love, is 36 and loves the idea of me banging other guys, especially in gangbangs. He'd even licked me afterward. He has arranged some for me, his only request is that it is always strangers, no one we know in our personal or work lives.

I got gangbanged early and can't get enough not even after 17 years of sex. I'm a gangbang queen.

Finally Caved

I met Nicole at a work function about a year and a half ago. I attended a conference that the company she worked for was hosting. She is a brunette long dark hair nice sized tits fit good in my hand and a slender waist some hips and a great ass. Stands about 5 foot 2 or so. She was in a tight fitting dress when we met and I spent the majority of the day with her and quite honestly flirting a lot.

I myself am single not seeing anyone 6 foot 2 230 lbs great shape , guess I am a gym rat. I am 24 and she is 35 but does look her age. By the end of the day I had asked her out for drinks after the event. She invited me to go with some of the workers. Her friends from work were giving her a hard time. I arrive at the bar and we were talking and flirting and I found out that she actually was married and had kids. 2 that where Close to 10 I believe. She looked sad when she told me that but I just kept on as if nothing bothered me. Tostada the end of the night we exchanged numbers and we text back and forth for a bit. We started to work out together and we had talked that it was only as friends. I noticed that when we were alone there was a lot of touching of my arms and I would touch her back as we would walk side by side. I would always ask her to get dinner or lunch or a drink and she would think about it and say she could not. I even got bold enough that when we would hug to say goodbye I would slide my hand on her ass cheeks and give a little squeeze. She would give me a smirk and walk off. After the first time I did this and got away with it. I made it a common practice and would put my hands all over her cheeks. A slap a rub or a quick pinch of her ass is what she had gotten used to. Still asking her out after every work out. That was the only place she would agree to go with me on one on one. It got to the point that people at the gym would ask me where my wife was when I would go get a workout on my own.
This wen ton for over a year and then one day I had text her you up for a drink and a wink emoji. Then jokingly text her I know just a work out say 45 minutes. She responded sound great can you meet me in 20 minutes at this little dive bar close to her work. I said yes let’s do it. She walked in and for the most part I had seen her in yoga pants and a tank top but today she was in a tight thigh high flower print dress with black stockings. We had some drinks then again jokingly said let’s go back to my place before I could say just kidding she said let’s go.
We headed out and before we left again arm around her back close to each other and my hand was all over her ass. Some light kissing in the car a quick 20 minute drive and close to 35 minutes from leaving the bar I had her on my bed with her skirt up left her thong and thigh highs on and was licking away. I tongued her rose bud and sucked on her clit. She had her dress around her waist and I didn’t want to take a chance of her changing her mind before I could stick it in. Before she could say use a condom I gave her a deep kiss and started to put slide it in. It was the best feeling finally after all this time I was fucking her. We spent the next few hours having a really good time.

It has been a few weeks and we have been spending more and more time together. She let it slip that her husband had pist her off and she had enough of his shit. His loss was my gain. I’m going to ride her until it stops.

First Cruise

We went on a cruise, and I hated it. Too much structure for a holiday, get off the ship but need to be back at this time. Dinner is served at these restaurants, dress codes and then the formal nights. Not for me, thanks.

On one of the formal nights, I was forced to wear black tie, and I hated it. You are given the option of going to one of the informal restaurants, which is what I wanted to do! However, my wife didn’t have any of it. At the end of the meal, we ended up having a row, and it was a bad one. I stormed off to find a bar and cool down.

I’d had a couple of drinks, and managed to avoid the wife who was looking for me when I got chatting to a lovely lady. She was in her late 50s and a great-looking, sexy lady. I told her the truth about being married and having a row; I expected the ‘I’m married’ part to be the end of our flirting. However, I was gobsmacked when she suggested we go and hide in her suite! I didn’t know ships came with suits??

Sheila had some serious money; her suite was a good three or four times the size of our double cabin. It even had a fully stocked bar!! I got pissed. She asked me if I’d like to fuck her; yes, she asked me. I’d never been unfaithful, but I thought, what the heck, my bitch of a wife couldn’t care about my enjoyment of the holiday. I had the most magical couple of hours fucking and being fucked be this fantastic lady I’d met a few hours before.

I felt a little guilty when I got back to our cabin. My wife wanted to make up sex, so I fucked her too. Since the holiday, I have kept in contact with Sheila, and the one-night stand has ended up being an affair, which I love. She lives 50 miles away; however, I travel for work, and it's facilitated some of the best sex I’ve ever had.

I Saw Something I Should Not Have Seen

My sister was 11 at the time (Deceased now). I was 13 when I saw her sucking the penis of our retired neighbor and his wife was watching TV at the time. I just froze and they did not see me and I never mentioned it to her or anyone. I was only there for about 5 seconds when he obviously ejaculated in her mouth. Back then I was nieve and did not know about ejaculation and I did not see her spit anything out of her mouth so I can only assume the obvious as they did not have children.
I believe that she was groomed and more than one man was involved but I don't have proof as I never saw it happen again. I believe she would go to his place on a Saturday but I joined a football team so I never saw.
Things that I believe were signs would be occasionally as I'm riding to a late start for football I would see neighbouring men enter or exit his home and sometimes during the week after school my sister and I would walk past and these men would say Hi and my sister looked like she blushed when she smiled.
She would go up to the farmers markets held on the park close to our home and come back with what looked like new clothes or runners and tell us she was given them with some story attached. She never seemed to have a lot of money and she would save her allowance.
She had a good life and she became a successful business woman with great children and a loving husband but that sight has been etched in my brain for a long time.

No Reason To Stop

When I was a teenager i was rather unattractive. Tall, very thin, my breasts did start growing until high school, and I wore braces. Boys made fun of me and girls didn’t like me. I had one friend, Sharon, who was overweight and as unpopular as I was. We were best friends and I practically lived at her house. She has a brother a year older who I secretly had a huge crush on, but he had no interest in me. Her parents were awesome, always welcomed me to their home and treated me like family.

Our sophomore year Sharon slimmed way down and all the sudden guys were crazy about her. We still spent time together, but only when she didn’t have a date so we drifted apart some. Her mother passed away suddenly mid year of 10th grade. It was tough on all of them, especially Sharon and her dad Mike. The few times I saw him for the next several months he had gone from being outgoing and happy to quiet and depressed.

Finally, as we entered our junior year of school I got my braces off. My boobs actually started growing and I had the beginnings of female curves…though I was still skinny. None of the boys I liked were interested in me so I just didn’t date. Sharon and I hadn’t hung out in a long time but she invited me to a party at her house midway through our senior year. I went, excited to know her brother was home from college for the weekend. I was no longer the ugly, skinny, flat chested girl and guys actually asked me out. My boobs were now a solid C cup and exercising and playing on the volleyball team definitely helped my figure. But, I still remembered the boys who now wanted to date me making fun of me and calling me ugly so I refused all of their advances.

Sharon and I had a great time at her party and she invited me to stay the night the next day, Saturday. I agreed and met went to her house around 5:00. When I got there she was acting strange. A guy she had been dying to go out with had just invited her to dinner. She apologized and said I could wait there that she’d be home by around 9:00. She finally convinced me to stay and she left on her date around 7:00. Sadly, her brother wasn’t home so I was there by myself watching tv when Mike got home.

I explained why I was there and he said he was glad I was so he’d have someone to talk to. Mike is a handsome man, at the time in his late 40s, about 6’3” or so. He seemed to be in a much better emotional state and we sipped some wine and talked paying little attention to the tv. He told me I had become a very beautiful young woman, and said he always knew I would. One thing led to another and we wound up in his bed. I wasn’t a virgin, I’d had sex twice before a couple of years back just to lose my virginity. But I felt like a virgin when he entered me. Being stretched like that was painful for a bit. But soon it felt amazing and I ended up having my first orgasm NOT from masturbation.

After that, we met a few times a week for sex, continuing for over 2 years. I went to an out of town university for my junior and senior years of college, but we still fucked every time I came home. Strangely, I started dating Sharon’s brother Dave. Even when we dated Mike and I still found time to hook up. I’m now married to Dave and still the best sex I ever have is with his father. We don’t get together as often, maybe once every few weeks, but it’s always heaven when we do!

Two Women, Two Faces, Two Pussies, One Entity

I'm in this triangle. One man and two women. We both work at the same company, different departments. I met her through him. He took advantage of working with me to get me into bed with him. (Polite words for him fucking me because I worked for him). He wasn't always available, he had work and other commitments, it pissed me off. I didn't find out he was with another woman until one day he told me how mad he was with her. It turned out the other woman was on floor above me, and she was his plaything. We could not be more different women.

What your brain tells you is different that what your brain does. When he takes me, another polite word for grabbing me for sex, my brain tells me to get away from him, but my body doesn't respond that way. He has literally had sex with me leaning me over the railing in the stairwell. I learned that kind of sex is not comfortable, it's scary looking down twelve floors, and what you want isn't just his dick in your pussy. I want sex totally smothered by him on top of me, my naked breasts against his naked chest. And yes, I want him talking to me and telling me I'm good pussy and how he likes my tits and how he likes fucking me.

She is a baby doll type. Always really pretty, small, handholding and little kisses. YUK, but he likes her. After I had no choice about meeting her he started putting us together. Setting us up for a double girl date. Me on his left and she on his right. Dinner, dancing, and then he took both us to her apartment and said he wanted us both to sleep with him (another nice expression for fucking us). Once you are fucked in front of another woman, and you are right beside another woman being fucked, you can't fake it, you are now one entity. Two women, two faces, two pussies, but one entity.

You know things have gone too far when you are watching him have sex with her and you want her to orgasm, you want her to orgasm so bad you are willing to suck her pussy if you have to. You know things have gone too far when you hug her too you, all naked and sweaty and you kiss her and hold her face between your boobs. You know things have too far when you want her to lay beside you while he is fucking you and you sneak her hand between him and you so she can pinch your clit and kick off your orgasm. It's no longer about sex with him, unless she is there with you.

I'm not jealous of her being with him, I'm jealous when she isn't with me. I want her to know that she is good pussy, that I love her tits, I love fucking with her.

Oh, Sir!

I've been a happily married woman for the last 10 years. We actually just had our anniversary three weeks ago. We don't have any kids and never wanted any either, so it's just been the two of us sharing a life since we first moved in together. Truth be told, it's been a wonderful and comfortable life. I've really had no complaints about him or our marriage.

So it would probably come as a shock to some to know that I've been cheating on him with my boss, who I will refer to as Sir because that's what he likes to be called, for the past three months.

I've worked at the company for almost 5 years now and directly under him as part of his team for the last 2. He'd never shown any interest in me as far as I had noticed for all that time and why would he? He's married with two children.

Three months ago me and Sir were getting ready to lock up and go home, just finishing off a few little jobs before the weekend. Everyone else had gone home and I was about to do the same when out of the blue Sir came up behind me and put his hands on my hips. I was shocked, obviously but I didn't hate it. He's an attractive man with a voice to match so it wasn't like I had never looked at him that way, just not seriously. He whispered into my ear that he thought I looked lovely in my outfit, which was a black blouse, black pencil skirt and black tie. Honestly nothing out of the ordinary for me to wear. I wish I could tell you that it took more than that but Sir just has this way about him that means I can't say no. I turned around, we kissed, we fondled and eventually he bent me over my desk and took me with no hesitation from either of us. It was incredible and such a rush. I never even thought about my husband or his wife at any point while he was inside me. I was just so focused on Sir.

I love my husband, I really do. I've never regretted marrying him or thought of leaving him but everything about Sir is better than my husband. His looks, his voice, his confidence, his skill and his MUCH bigger cock. The sex was so good that I couldn't resist telling him how much better he was at it, which he obviously loved hearing.

Fast forward to today and I can think of nothing else but Sir. It's a good thing he's my boss because my work is starting to suffer! My husband still has no idea about any of it even though me and Sir have sex 3 to 5 times a week, depending on our opportunities. I just can't say no to him. We've done things together that I would never have dreamed of doing with my husband or even thought that I would enjoy but I have so much fun with Sir that all I can do is look forward to the next time we're alone together.

I always pictured myself as a good wife and never thought that I'd be in this position but now that I am, I'm loving it! I don't even feel guilty about it. It's like a whole new side of me has awoken and I'm going to enjoy the ride!

Emilia