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My Cuckold Fantasy And My Daughter

I pen this confession with some shame. I'm a pervert and have been since puberty. Thankfully, I've always stayed on the right side of good taste in my relationships, which is why I've been happily married for twenty years. I would love to see my wife fuck another man and then, as a cuck, have to eat the cream pie; this will never happen. I would love for my wife to tie me up and peg me; this will never happen. I would love to strip my wife in front of my friends and then watch each one fuck her; this also will never happen.

A couple of months ago, one of my perverted fantasies kind of came true. I have an 18-year-old daughter whose name shall remain strictly anonymous. She has started dating a nice guy and seems very happy. One Saturday night, she came in at 1 am in the morning; she was a little merry, although she seemed sheepish with me. She went for a shower, which was odd. I followed her up and used the family bathroom as I didn't want to wake the wife up using the ensuite. My daughter's knickers and bra were on the laundry basket inside the jeans and T-shirt she had been wearing. I noticed her panties were matted in goo. She had been fucked; I sniffed them and caught that acrid smell of spunk. The jeans gusset was also damp with spunk.

My confession, which I know will draw mountains of hate, is that I ate the cream pie goo from my daughter's underwear. I imagined her boyfriend fucking my cherished daughter in his car, her jeans and knickers around one ankle, as he used my lovely daughter's vagina, ramming his cock into her and filling her full of his spunk. Then my daughter pulled up her knickers and jeans as her pussy started to leak the enormous load it had just received. I played the part of a cuck father; although wrong, it was one hell of a fantasy trip. I later used her knickers to offload into. Given the load in them when she took them off, I guessed there was no way she would suspect anything.

I told you I was a dirty pervert, and now I've actually done something that qualifies for that title.

Secret, Forbidden Lovers

I’ve held a secret for a very long time… I’ve been in a forbidden, sexual relationship for years, and it’s still ongoing.
My little brother and I are lovers. We have been, on and off, since we were teenagers. At first it just happened. We were wrestling with each other in our house, while our parents were away. It was hot, we were in bathing suits, hormones were high… before we realized we were kissing and groping each other. When I felt him erect against me, we just gave in. It’s by sheer miracle that I didn’t end up pregnant, because he came inside me. I was 16 and he was 14. I was his first woman.
This went on intermittently for a couple of years, with longer pauses when either of us were dating someone else, although sometimes we did cheat with each other. We were just too hooked on the “forb***nness” of the whole thing. We stopped for a few years when I went away for college. We may have fucked on a Christmas during those years, but we basically made our lives away from each other during that period.
Which is why we were even more hooked when we resumed, years later. We were more sexually experienced, and when we fucked again… it was mind-blowing. I realized I had more intense orgasms when fucking him than I did with anyone else. Including my husband.
Now I’m 39, married and mother of one. At 38, my brother has managed to stay single all these years. We’re still lovers, which makes me feel guilty. I’m cheating on my husband for someone I can’t come out with publicly… but I can’t quit my brother either. I just can’t.

Weekend Playtimes

This started when I was 14. Almost every weekend, there would be a party at my best friend's parents place. Mike would invite as many of our closest friends over on Saturday nights to play poker, billiards, table tennis, etc. We normally played til 2 or 3 in the morn then head home. One night I had a wee bit too much to drink so Mike told me just to spend the night. After everyone else headed home, he and I ended up laying on his bed chatting, mainly about girls. It was a rather hot and humid summer night so both of us had stripped down to our briefs. We were talking about this particular girl which we were both attracted to when he noticed my growing bulge. Next thing I felt was his hand touching my growing cock. Instinctively my hand reached between his legs and touched his. Oh man. His was rock hard and bigger than mine. We looked at each other then starting kissing. I had yet to kiss a girl let alone a guy but this felt amazing. He slipped off my briefs then his and we both laid there, playing with each other's cock and balls. It felt so good and so natural that before long, we were laying side by side in a 69 just sucking away. Only lasted a few minutes and we both shook and shuddered as we filled each others mouths with our sweet cream. Fell asleep with the taste of his sweetness on my tongue then when we awoke, we sucked each other off again. Think by this time, we were both hooked on cock. Over the next 4 years, we did this every time we could and after we graduated high school, we both ended up going to the same college. Spent every opportunity in bed, sucking, which of course led to fucking. Having 8" sliding all the way in, then back out made my head spin in ecstasy and when he started to fuck me hard and fast, I almost passed out at times. Loved feeling him squirt his semen deep inside me. This went on all throughout college but eventually we settled down with women, had families, etc. Met again a few years back at a school re-union and picked up where we left off. Just as good the second time around. So yummy.

Bicycle Fun

This past summer I've been riding my bicycle into town and orgasming pretty much the whole way there, then back home.

I still live at home with my parents, who are both pretty much dependent on me to shop, do things around the home and care for them.
But I have needs too. So I bought a dildo online to pleasure myself with.
However when I saw something online about a gay guy using a dildo attached to a bicycle seat, I decided to try it out myself.

It was relatively easy to fix it to the seat pointing upwards and forwards. And wearing longish skirts with no knickers on, I inserted the dildo as I began riding the bicycle.

It took some time to learn how to get the best results, but once I did, practicing along the lanes around the village we live in, I found I was able to make myself climax as the dildo slid up and down in my pussy.
After a few weeks of really enjoying those rides, I tried the dildo up my backside and incredibly the orgasms were even more intense.

The angle was perfect for me to ride and fuck myself, so much so I was able to cycle having fun without people in passing vehicles knowing I was having dildo sex on my bicycle.
And just before reaching town or back at home, I'd put the dildo, plus the attachment I'd fashioned into my knapsack.

I've recently bought a second larger dildo to enjoy, but I've yet to fix it to my bicycle. When I do I'll let you know how it goes.

If My Coworker Knew...

Been working along side this guy since 2019. I'm not much for hanging out with coworkers so I'd never met his family. Earlier this year though the company gave out tickets to a baseball game, and we were all seated next to each other. Surprise of surprises, when he showed up with his wife, I was a bit shocked. Prior to meeting my wife 8 years ago, I was a bit of a pussy hound, and when I'd strike out at the normal bars I'd hit the titty bars to get my rocks off. I ended up in a purely sexual relationship with a stripper. She was hot, skinny, blond, tight ass, fake tits. At first we were fucking in my truck after the club closed, but it progressed to her coming to my apartment on her nights off. Obviously, it was my coworkers wife. I kept my mouth mostly shut and pretended not to know her, for his sake and my own, my wife was there also. Through casual conversations though, I learned that they've been married for over 10 years.

The too long didn't read is that I was fucking my coworkers wife when they got married.

Girls Can Go Hunting And Land Themselves A Male

It's always about sex, and has control and access. It took me long time to understand that as the fundamental dynamic between men and women. The prize, the uterus. The Victor the msn that controls access to the uterus.

Once I became aware of the sex dynamic my problems with men came to an end. Stopped, period. My uterus has gone unused. I'm 37, I need sperm. High quality male sperm. I started my search at work. Some very high quality male sperm. Some friends and neighbors. Some very high quality sperm. So how to go about getting some of that sperm?

I resorted to time immemorial. Flirt, ensure I accentuated my unused, that is, virgin uterus. It's available boys, now fight for it. Let the best man win. After the other men were laid waste, !i gave him exclusive access to my uterus. Time and effort and my fertilized egg was tucked in bed, implanted. From then on it was on autopilot.

I've been working hard for the male to want to keep me. There are a few things the female can do in these situations. other than showing him a good time. Make sure he thinks he's the boss.

My uterus used, a male coming home for dinner, a new house. It's all about control and access, it's because we let them.

New Beginnings At Rugby

When I was seventeen myself and a slightly older rugby club player put in some extra training when the other players on my team had gone home.
Afterwards I took a shower and the older player joined me.

I couldn't help but notice how beautiful looking his flaccid cock was. A similar size to mine, but a little thicker.
He saw me looking and didn't hesitate to say "If you like it so much, suck it for me".
A minute or so later after first stroking his hardening penis, I knelt in front of him under the shower spray and sucked in my first ever cock.

It felt and tasted strange at first, but it didn't stop me from giving him what he later called a "fucking awesome blow job".
By the time he was ready to cum, he had hold of my head and was literally fucking my mouth. And he still held it tight when his cock erupted. It gave me no choice but to swallow his load, and it was at that exact point one of the clubs coaches walked in.

There was no denying what we were doing, but instead of shouting at us, he told the older lad to get dressed and leave.
A few minutes later in the changing area after the older lad said it was an awesome blow job, the coach who was in his late forties asked me if I really liked cock.
Even before I could reply, he took out what I can only describe as the most amazing looking upward curving hard cock and asked me to "Empty my balls".

For the second time in only a matter of minutes I knelt in front of another male and sucked in his much larger cock.
It was more difficult to take all of his thicker longer curved cock, than the other lads, but I still gave it my full attention and soon had him moaning with Joy.
But he wasn't satisfied with just having me suck on his dick. Moving us back towards the showers area, he removed my towel so I was naked again, then got some hair conditioner and put some on my arsehole and some on his cock.
Getting me to lean forwards putting my hands onto the chrome grab rail, he got behind me and very slowly slid his cock into my arse.
There was a little pain, but not so much I couldn't take his cock. And the more he worked his cock in and out, the better it felt and the more pleasure I began to feel.
Unfortunately being my first time and wanting him to fuck me for longer, he came quickly. His cum flooded my arsehole as he thrust in harder. And as he finished cumming he stood me up, kissed the back of my neck and reached around to begin tossing my cock.
A few minutes later still kissing my neck with his cock softening inside of me, my cock erupted and I came all over the tiled floor.

After I'd gotten cleaned up and dressed the coach offered me a lift home. We talked about what had happened between us and about me sucking off the other lad as he drove. And before we reached the village I lived in then, he pulled over down a small farm road.
It was my third time sucking cock that day. He didn't cum quickly and throughout he taught me how he liked having his cock sucked.
That beautiful feeling of his warm sticky cum sliding down my throat after about fifteen minutes, will stay with me forever.

When I got into what still is my parents home, and into my bedroom, I masturbated thinking about all that had happened.

Fourteen years later, I still have sex with my ex coach. We suck and fuck mostly outdoors or each others cars, as he's married and I have a fiancée.
The other lad whose cock I sucked in the shower, went on to play rugby at a professional level. We never had oral sex again and as far as I know, he's now totally straight.

My Mothers, Sisters At Heart, Lovers, Wives To Each Other

Backstory, my mom had me at 14, she didn't want to see or hear from my biofather, he joined in the Army and was killed a year later in a training accident. My mother finished high school and we lived with my grandmother.

When I was ten we went to visit a friend of my mother's. She lived with her husband in a great big house. I walked downstairs to look for my mother and I found her in the kitchen. Her friend was asking her to come live with her, that she loved her, her husband knew about her feelings and my mother could work for him. I walked in when my mother was kissed on the mouth and she told her friend she loved her back. Even at ten I knew that something really strange was going on. The idea of moving there was like a dream come true. I begged my mother to move.

Slowly I came to realize they were lesbians. They slept together, they got pregnant together. By the time I left for college I had heard it from their lips. My now stepfather seemed not to care, by then I had four new brothers. All along I was raised to be a master at running a home. I was older internally than the girls I met in college. The college boys were worse than just immature. I had nothing to do with them I married a man sixteen years older at twenty four.

My mothers would have six boys between them. They lived as sisters, slept together, and 'entertained' my stepfather. Not as often as you think, my mother reminded me. It was the cost that they paid, and he was the man having sired six sons.

Sibling's Caught

When my family go on vacation, Our two children a boy and a girl always shared a room. When my Son turned sixteen and his Sister was fourteen, they complained about sharing a room and not having any privacy. I discussed it with my Husband. He said: We can't afford another room. I suppose I could share a room with Marc and you could share a room with Lori. I said: We have our best sex sessions on vacation. I'm not giving that up. We convinced the kids, to put up with it this time and we'll try to change things next time.
Some nights my Husband and I went out for dinner without the kids. They hung out and looked after their own food. On e night we came back from dinner and I decided to check on the kids. I opened the door between our rooms and was dumfounded to see them fucking. I muttered, I'm so sorry I never knocked and shut the door. My husband came out of the bathroom and asked how the kids we're doing. I said; They were doing good.
The next day when my Husband and Son went to hit some golf balls, I asked Lori how long they've been fucking. She said; We could hear you and Dad going at it through the door. Having no privacy to ourselves, we started doing each other. Once we started we couldn't stop until we fucked. I told them if their going to continue, they need protection. I knew I couldn't stop them so I went out and bought them some condemns. When we got home they continued to fuck and Lori was on Birth control.

I Had One Chance To Land That Man So I Made The Best Of It

My father taught Agronomy at a rural college, and was the local Ag Extension officer. I was seventeen that summer, working for my Dad in the office. A local boy Bryan came by, he wanted some help with soil analysis before he continued with his fertilizer. My Dad sent me out to collect the samples.

Bryan drove me around on his dirt bike, so we could get the samples my Dad had mapped out. I kept skidding forwards, my legs around him, my tits crushed against his back. He told me to hold onto the side handles I was giving him a hard on. At the next sample location I got off and said prove it. He undid his jeans and his dick swung out. I got his dick in my hand and milked him and told him not to tell my father.

We got the samples back and asked him if he was going to take me to the A&W. I sat next to him, on the bench seat of the pickup. We sat together with his arm around me, all the high school girls with high school boys, I had a regular man, and he was holding me tight.

He dropped me off at the office, wanted a kiss so I kissed him. Things moved fast and I was pregnant by the time school started in September. I got a lot of kidding, mounted for dropping a spring calf the following year. I wasn't the only girl, in farm country after 16 girls are fit for breeding. My Dad bought into Bryan's farm and helped him make it a top producer. Me, in those days, I spent my time making him boy helpers and made me a couple of girls. Today girls run away to college, get knocked up by city boys and end up in an apartment. But then, a married pregnant girl made a father proud, especially if she gave him a grandson.