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- My Family -
Straight Female / 21

My Husband Being My Brother

I’m kind of new to this whole confessions thing, so bare with me if I branch off occasionally.

My husband and I have been married for 2 and a half months now. We’ve been enjoying ourselves, prospering in life, fucking raw like Monday Night in WWE, doing everything married couples do except argue. But recently, we found out something that would disturb the average person.

Through a blood test, I found out that he’s one of my father’s biological sons. I don’t know my father personally, but I was told was a whore. I’m his only daughter and youngest child. I was told that he had gotten 7 women in 7 different states pregnant, then just kept rolling like the stone he is. When I found out my husband was one of his 7 sons, I was shocked…but not completely.

Before I broke the news to him, I fucked the daylights out of him. I bounced on his dick then after he came, I gripped it, circled my tongue around the tip and made him call me hermanita, which he doesn’t know means little sister. I don’t know what sick demonic monster took over me in that moment, but I let her do what it do.

We went for about 6 rounds. While I laid in his arms, I finally told him. He laughed it off and I laughed along with him before I brought him the results from the blood test. His smile faded immediately before he left the room for a few minutes. He went into the bathroom and shut the door. I knocked and asked was he alright. The door flew open, he snatched me inside, bent me over on the sink and penetrated my pussy roughly, grabbing a handful of my hair as he thrusted inside of me.

He was as furious as he was horny, angry that I did what I did after finding out he was my brother. Now me personally, I love it rough. I love getting beaten during sex, but this time wasn’t like any of the others. He was slapping the shit out of me, punching me in the back of the head and pushing my face down against the sink while fucking me from the back.

He turned me around and slammed me against the wall. The light switch was pressing into my back, but I paid it no mind as he began to strangle me. He began to degrade me, calling me a disgusting little slut over and over. I knew it was because he still hadn’t processed the information that we were siblings, and neither did I, which is why my first instinct was sex.

We fucked all day and night for the next three days. While I was cooking all three meals, while we were eating, while we were showering, while we were brushing our teeth and washing our faces, while we got ready for work, while we were at work on the furniture (we both work side jobs at Ikea), on the way home from work, until we went to sleep and as soon as we wake up.

I feel like finding out we were related attracted me to him even more. I’m going to be spending the rest of my
life with this man and there’s nothing I really want to do to get out of this marriage. I don’t think it’s possible anyone’s going to find out about it either. He doesn’t care, I definitely don’t and we’re never having children.

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# 61293 - by Tastiest Black / October 14, 2022
- My Spouse -
Straight Male / 53

PT1... I Didn't Stop

A couple of weeks ago I picked my wife up from a works do. Sat outside in the car she appeared accompanied by a colleague. He opened the rear door for her and they both got in. 'You don't mind dropping off Jim do you honey'. Driving along I couldn't help noticing their playful banter. I could see in the mirror that he had his arm around my missus and then he kissed her. Surprised she pushed him away but he was persistent and did it again. The giggling stopped and peeking in the mirror I witnessed him pull my wifes strapless dress down. Her tits exposed he took each in turn into his mouth

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# 61500 - by Driver / October 24, 2022
- My Family -
Straight Female / 58

My Grandson Has The Hots For Me 2

I wrote a little while back about how my grandson made it pretty clear he wanted to lose his virginity to me, or to be more precise, to the porn starlet I used to be. You can read how things came to that if you're interested. It's under the same title as above.

He's a freshman in college this year, and he told me a few weeks ago he wanted to spend his fall break with me rather than go home. He'd hinted during our zoom sessions that he'd be honored if I took his virginity. This made me so uncomfortable that I decided not to let him visit. But, after posting my confession here, I gave it a lot of thought. He's been so repressed and isolated his entire life that I don't think granting his request would screw up his psyche any more than his parents already have. Besides, we're both adults. I decided to let him visit.

I picked him up at the amtrak station early Saturday morning. I wanted to look my best so I had my hair done and spent a lot of time on make up. Josh (my grandson) likes my cleavage, so I made sure I was wearing a blouse that showed it off. I tied it just above my navel, which I know is slutty for a woman my age, but my tummy is still flat, and Josh likes it. He likes a woman in tight faded jeans too, and I can still fill a pair out in (mostly) the right places. I also wore a pair of heels that showed off my fresh pedicure. He was really happy to see me and gave me a big hug. He pressed his pelvis into me, kissed me on the lips and squeezed my butt. Lol, I couldn't help wondering if people were staring and thinking, "That kid's got himself a GILF." Hah, he does. Literally.

On the drive home I teased him about the "freshman 15" (he'd gained three or four pounds) and asked him how he liked college life. He said he was doing great academically, would certainly make the Dean's list, but socially he hadn't made many friends. He stayed in the dorm studying most of the time. He kept looking at me as I drove. He's young and says weird things out of nowhere. I drive an older Corvette, and he said I looked so sexy when I shifted gears, like some warrior goddess in full control of her wild steed. He complimented me a lot, even my feet, saying they looked smoother and younger than some of the girls at college.

I told him he looked a bit tired and he said it was just from the midterms and the six hour train trip. I said he could lie down when we got home, and he said, "With you?" I smiled and felt myself turning red.

As I was unlocking the door to my house, I had some trouble with the key. Josh was standing right behind me while I was jiggling the lock. He casually wrapped his arm around me. He caressed the part of my midriff that was bare, and nestled his nose in my hair and kissed the top of my head. I always loved it when a man did that, but Josh doing it made me nervous and I dropped the key. He picked it up and got the door open. I followed him inside, and when I started to pass him, he grabbed my hand, swung me around and embraced me. Well, I knew what was going to eventually happen anyway, so I went with it. He probed my mouth with his tongue, awkwardly, but I loved his passion. His hands were all over my body. He undid my blouse and bra and took them off. He said he wanted to feel my breasts against his chest. He kept saying my name. He always called me by my first name.

He said, "I want you to do what you did at the beginning of [he mentioned the title of one of my movies]." I couldn't remember what I did. I barely remembered the movie. I had to ask him straight out. He told me.

So, I got down on my knees in front of my grandson. I unzipped him and took out his cock. He had no underwear on. He knew he was going to do this. I started licking the length of his cock, teasing him, then I deep throated him. I gave him my specialty, what used to be my specialty, and he came in a couple minutes. I swallowed it all. He slid down the wall, heaping praise on me all the time.

He wanted me to stay topless for the rest of the day. We talked awhile, but he was really tired, so he lay down. I brought him his dinner in bed, topless, and he really got a kick out of that.

Later he said, "Tonight's the night. Starla is going to make me a man." (Starla was no part of the name I used in porn. I'm using it because Josh often calls me by my porn name, and it makes recounting this easier.)

What a thing to say. I didn't say anything to him, but I thought, you've been watching too many porn movies. Bad ones too, probably mine.

That night, I told him that before I made him a man, he needed to repay me for the exceptional blow job I gave him. We were both nude, and I lay back as he crawled between my legs. It had been a about a year because I was taking a break from relationships. I couldn't believe how wet I got. Not like sometimes when I was younger, but for someone past menopause, I was really wet.

I wanted this to last, so I kept Josh at my inner thighs for awhile, just enjoying the kisses. I guided him slowly to the sweet spot, and it was heavenly. What he lacked in skill he made up for in eagerness. I don't remember any man who loved being down there as much as he did. I had the biggest orgasm in years.

When I was satisfied, he mounted me missionary style. I was still wet enough, I didn't need lube, but I told him to take it easy. I took his cock and rubbed it up and down my labia for a second. Even though he'd come earlier, he was dribbling precum. I guided him in. He moaned. The teacher in me came out, and I started telling him to go slow, how to get a rhythm going, and so on. He ignored me and started humping away.

He said, "My god, I can't believe how tight you are. And you must have had a hundred men, maybe more. But you're so tight!"

I thought, Thanks babe. You really know how to give a woman a compliment! I didn't say that, but after it was over I told him that being experienced, even very experienced, doesn't necessarily imply a structural breakdown.

He kept his mouth on my neck, pretty much on one spot, sucking and biting hard. The next day I had a genuine full fledged hickie. Been a hell of a long time since I had one of those. He came hard and moaned "Starla." We lay together for a while but didn't say much.

It's been three days and we've done it in every room of the house. I haven't been this satiated in years. He's like a machine.

The Rubicon's been crossed and things will never be the same, I know. I'm his grandmother, but also his lover. He says he loves me, but it's Starla he's in love with. As for me, my feelings are too complicated to describe. It'd be easier to stop if we didn't get along so well. He's extremely naive in some things, but wise as an old man in others. I should be teaching him how to be less awkward socially when he goes back to school. He needs a girlfriend of his own. This isn't right, but it definitely is good. That's the problem.

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# 61514 - by Cheryl / October 25, 2022
- True Sex Confessions -
Straight Female / 45

Work One Weekend

This happened about 15 years ago. I've never told anyone, including my now husband, but I think about it often.

I had been divorced for a couple of years. Hadn't been dating anyone, hard to attract many guys while working full time and raising a 5 yr old by yourself. I tried to keep my sex cravings in check with my dildo, but it was getting old.

I worked as an IT programmer project lead and we were under the gun to finish a project or they were going to move our department to the East coast. Everyone was working lots of weekends and nights and I had to put in the most extra time as an example, since I was one of the ones in charge.

We had a guy at our location who was the systems lead for not only the system I worked on, but all the systems. He had been there several years and knew more about our systems than anyone. If we had a problem, or even a programming issue, G could likely fix it.

He came in a lot of the weekends when my team was going to be there. Doing some of his work, but a lot of times just there to help us out, which I appreciated. His job there depended on us finishing ours too, so he tried to help out. He was a couple of years older than me, in really good shape, well over 6' and 200 lbs, he used to play football and was still playing sports.

Rumors were his marriage wasn't the best and he had a couple of affairs at work. The girls always talked about his big chest, broad shoulders, and firm ass. I tried to stay out of any comments since I was a leader, but I admit I gawked at him any time I had a chance and could get away with it, he was definitely easy on the eyes.

One weekend I was there with one of my people, he also came in. About Noon my person left, so it was just him and I, which wasn't unusual. He was going to do some maintenance on our system, so he walked over to my cube and stood at the entrance.

I was working and kind of daydreaming and when I turned my chair my eyes were fixed at waist level for about 10 seconds and I realized I was staring at his cock. He always wore pretty tight jeans and I could make out his cock, how big it was, pointed to the side.

I came out of it and realized he's looking at my eyes staring at his cock. I couldn't have been more obvious. It was like when guys stare at my breasts. I was busted. He just stared at me and didn't say anything, we were both speechless. He finally told me what he came over to say, and ended it up with "if you want a closer look, just come on in (his office)".

I was so embarrassed but sort of turned on. I've never been the sexual aggressor in any of my relationships, but it felt like I was the one who started this. I sat there for a few minutes and finally thought what the hell, lets see what happens, and went in his office and shut and locked the door.

I walked over to his chair and he stood up and started kissing me, then grabbing my boobs. It sent electricity to my pussy having a man touch me after so long. He took my hand and put it on his cock in his jeans and I started rubbing it.

He put his hands under my shirt and started squeezing my tits through my thin bra, it felt so good. I took off my shirt and bra and he started sucking my boobs. We sat down on his carpeted floor and took off the rest of our clothes. When I pulled down his briefs his cock flopped out, it was about 6-7" but extremely thick. I had never had one that thick before. I started sucking him and he immediately got hard and huge.

I pushed him back on the floor, rubbed his cock on me to get it wet and tried to get him inside me. It took awhile but I finally had him all the way in and was riding him to my first orgasm. then another. It felt so good to have a cock inside me again.

We didn't have a lot of time because the weekend guard made rounds and used our offices for the breakroom and rest rooms. We fucked hard for about 15 minutes then he said I'm going to cum pretty soon, but I've been fixed. I told him to cum inside me, fill me up.

He grabbed my ass and lifting me up just a bit and started jackhammering my pussy, it felt so good. I had another orgasm and that set him off. With one big push he shoved it in as far as it could go, he was hitting my cervix, and I felt heat flood my pussy and he was trying not to moan too loud.

I collapsed on him and I could immediately feel cum dripping out of me. We laid in each others arms and kissed for awhile, just holding each other. We eventually snapped out of it and realized we needed to get it together. He had a towel in his office and I cleaned up, got dressed and went back to my cube.

5 minutes later the guard made his rounds and came into the break room to eat lunch, we just barely made it.

I ended up marrying the head of the place, the lead person at the site. He's about 20 years older than me, very wealthy. He's a good person and treats me very well and provides a good home for us, but I'm not really attracted to him sexually. But I do my duty and give him whatever he wants, when he wants it. It's a fair trade for a beautiful home and me no longer having to work.

G and I never did anything else, but we would smile a lot around each other and I know we were both thinking about that one hot weekend.

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# 61463 - by ITGirl / October 22, 2022
- True Sex Confessions -
Straight Female / 27

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.

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# 61398 - by Rachel / October 19, 2022
- True Sex Confessions -
Straight Female / 27

Because You Asked For More

My last post (61398) seemed popular so since people wanted to know more...

I did indeed go to J's after church that next week and we did more of the same. I was kind of nervous the first time because I had a full bush and by this time, I trimmed down to nothing but a little landing strip. We didn't waste time, either. After I was inside we literally just said hi to each other, then started kissing. I went straight for his cock, unfastening his belt, unbuttoning his pants, and reaching in to grab his very big cock. within moments of entering his house, his cock was entering my mouth. And for me, it was like being thirsty and finally getting a drink as I'd been thinking about it nonstop.

"My knees are getting weak," he said after a couple minutes, and he helped me to my feet and led me to his couch. There he set me on my back and immediately went under my dress, removing my panties, and started massaging my "lips" with his tongue. I've never felt anything like it and fell into it immediately. He started using his fingers, too.

"It's getting really warm. Intense." I said to him. He moaned or grunted or something and before I knew it I was starting to orgasm. I wasn't sure what to do and freaked, trying to pull away but he grabbed my hips and held me in place and used his mouth and tongue and fingers to push me over the edge into a full on orgasm. I couldn't stay quiet.

"Oh God, J! Oh my god! Oh my god!"

Once I was finished and he finally pulled away I went right back to my knees and practically worshipped his cock with my mouth. He lasted about half an hour before he flooded my mouth again. This time, though, when he started to get close he pushed my head down. He kept pressure on his hand on the back of my head. It made me feel like he was really enjoying it this time and didn't want me to stop. Then he slightly raised his hips and his hand really tightened on the back of my head.

"Mmmmmmmyeah! Take it all, Rachel. Yeah, just like that."

He had pushed my head down as he came. He was in my throat and I could feel his cock pulsating as I felt it shoot into my throat. I was swallowing it anyway, but I really had no choice this time.

His hand was still tight on my head but I was able to pull back until just the tip was in my mouth and I continued to work it some, swallowing every last bit that came out. "You are so good at that," he told me. "You could do that multiple times a day, every day!"

We continued to talk with him sitting in the chair, his cock out, in my hand. I stayed on my knees between his legs, occasionally licking and playing. This was the way things went for the next few weeks until my 19th birthday... which I will tell you about next time, if you like.

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# 61482 - by Rachel / October 23, 2022
- My Spouse -
Bi-Sexual Male / 50

Blowjob In The Ruins Of A Roman Brothel

I picked up my wife after she attended a bachelorette party. She was a bit drunk and on the drive home I seized the opportunity to ask her about an event during our recent vacation to Italy. We had visited the ancient ruins of Herculaneum and she went her own way for about a half hour but never told me what she had been doing. The booze had loosened her tongue and this is the confession she made:

There was an area roped off but I was curious and tried to see into the dark room behind the barrier. A guard was observing me and approached me. He asked if I wanted to see the room that he described as a bordello. I may not speak Italian but I knew what that must mean. I nodded and he unhooked the rope barrier to lead us in. He took out a flashlight to show the murals on the walls of the dark room. They were pornographic. He pointed out one in particular where a whore was sucking a cock. He spoke in Italian saying “cattiva”. I had no idea what he was trying to say but looked it up later. It means indecent or naughty. There was a stone bench in the room and he put a hand on my shoulder guiding me to sit on it. He pointed the flashlight at the mural again repeating “cattiva”. Then he pointed at me saying the same word. Not understanding, I just nodded. The next thing I knew he took out his cock and it was right in my face. I guess when I nodded he understood that to mean I was “cattiva" and would suck his cock.

He turned off the flashlight leaving the room completely dark. I felt his cock brush my cheek then the tip pressed against my lips. I gasped in surprise and as soon as my mouth opened he slid his cock between my lips and thrust it hard, deep into my throat so I felt his balls on my chin. I started to choke so he pulled back letting me catch my breath but then put his cock to my lips again. I thought what the hell, I’m in an ancient Roman bordello sucking a stranger’s cock like a whore. This is a once in a lifetime experience. I sucked his cock. He turned the flashlight on so he could watch me do it. His cock quickly got rock hard. I was enjoying sucking it and used my tongue the way I do with you to stimulate the tip then slowly take it deep. He put a hand on my head to control the tempo of my bobbing head to what he liked. It felt like it does when you fuck my face. He obviously liked having me suck his cock and paused often to prolong the blowjob. Then I felt his hard cock throb and twitch in my mouth. I knew he was about to cum and tried to pull back but his strong hand on my head pressed it even tighter into his crotch. I felt his cum sliding down my throat. I was struggling to get free but he kept spurting more cum in my mouth. It was a lot! He didn’t release my head until was done.

You know how much I hate it when you cum in my mouth but that time with him there was nothing I could do about it. I wanted to spit it out but it was too late. I had already swallowed that huge load of cum he had ejaculated. He turned on the flashlight and I could see the leering look on his face as he grunted his satisfaction. He repeated the word “cattiva”. He was calling me naughty and indecent. I guess I was. Anyway he walked away leaving me in the dark with the aftertaste of his cum in my mouth. I groped my way along the wall and out the door past the rope barrier. I could see him down the street laughing and talking with his buddies. They looked over at me and one of them did a crotch grab and called out “cattiva”. I walked away in the opposite direction afraid that they might decide to gang r**e me. Then I saw you and quickly took your hand to lead you away from the bordello and the group of men. I wanted desperately to get a drink to clear the taste of his cum from my mouth.

I noticed that as she confessed and thought about her misadventure she had her hand up her dress and was rubbing her c**t. I pulled over into an empty darkened parking lot next to a warehouse. She asked what I was doing and I told her that it was time she did for me what she had done in that Roman whorehouse. I took out my cock that was partly erect from listening to her confession and reached across to pull her head down to my crotch. She too was aroused and eagerly took my cock in her mouth sucking it passionately. She kept rubbing her c**t as she sucked me off. When I was about to cum I held her head down like she said the guard had done. For once she didn’t protest. I suppose she felt guilty for what she had let him do and owed me one. Maybe she just wanted to repeat the experience. In any case she greedily swallowed my load and that made her cum too.

As we drove home I let her know I expected more of her "cattiva"blowjobs in the future and she submissively nodded her assent. She kept her agreement. Over the weeks and months that followed she developed into a real cum whore. I loved it. Years later we divorced and since then I’m sure many other men have enjoyed the pleasure of her cum swallowing blowjobs. They have me to thank for it.

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# 61376 - by SilverBear / October 18, 2022
- My Spouse -
Straight Male / 30

My Wife

I am so confused and dont know what to do. I came home from work a few nights ago and noticed my wifes phone on the bed while she was having a bath. Her phone kept vibrating with messages and i became curious so i checked who it was. When i picked up the phone, i seen a massive erection with a lot of sexting. I was angry but extremely confused because it was her father. As i kept scrolling, i seen lots of pics of my wife. There were a few titty pics but mostly ass pics with her cheeks spread open. Based off off of the dates, it has been going on since we were married.

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# 61381 - by Trent / October 19, 2022
- My Family -
Bi-Sexual Male / 31

Technically Foster Mom

I grew up in the foster care system from the age of 10 until I was 18. I've had many foster moms and have met hundreds of kids over the years. The one experience I had was the last foster mom I had before emancipation, basically going out on your own. I lived with her from age 14 to 18. She was a large white woman, blonde hair, blue eyes. To be honest I'm pretty sure she only took me in to bring in some extra cash but she was super chill. Didn't really know how to raise kids or parent. I was her only kid so I loved having the whole house to myself.

At age 14, of course I was young. Horny. Curious. Still a Virgin. The first year I was living there, I was shy. Quiet. Didn't really open up. Then I got this crazy idea....because one day I was so horny and curious. I'd often be in my room jerking alone. I'm sure she knew when she did my laundry. After I got comfortable living with her, I began to go into her room while she was at work and smell her panties. I would get on her bed completely naked and have all her panties all over me and jerk it until I came. I was having a great time.

After about 2 years, we were really connecting. Kinda becoming mother and son. She was really sweet and funny. She was also lonely. I could tell. She had no husband. No boyfriend. Never even went out with friends. I was kind of her whole priority and it felt good. There was also a lot of....tension between us. Like sexual tension.

One night I'm laying in bed....im sure she's laying in hers. I'm touching myself of course. House is completely silent. I get a text from her. "Come to the room". I'm like okay? Kinda scared because I'm like "what did I do?". I get up, put it away and go out across the hall and to her room. Open the door. The room is dark. I hear, "come here" but she's whispering.

I stand over by the bed, can't really see anything as my eyes are adjusting. I sort of see her laying down in the bed, the sheets are pulled down by her feet. Her pajamas pants are down by her ankles and she was rubbing her clit. I'm kinda like rapidly breathing now, heart speeding up, boner popping up. I walked over to the bed right beside her and she grabbed my dick in my pajama pants with her hand.

She began rubbing it with one hand while the other hand was rubbing herself. Then she said, "take these off". I immediately throw them down and my dick was straight as an arrow. A little stream of precum was hanging from the tip. Then she grabbed it again and began stroking it using the precum as lube. Then after a while she whispered "come up here". So I crawled on the bed and in between her legs. I didn't know what to do because this was my first time. Her legs were spread and all I could see was a patch of wild hair but she guided my hand to it and I began to rub it. It was warm and wet. Felt weird but she began to moan a little the moment I touched it. I started going faster and she began to moan louder. I wasn't sure if I liked this but she was having a good time. Then I kinda pulled my hand back and stopped. I wanted to be touched. I grabbed her hand and guided it to my dick. She began jerking me off. Pretty soon I could feel it. I started to thrust in her hands and I let out a loud ahhhhhugghg and I started to cum. It shot on her pajama top and a little on her stomach. She slowly rubbed it until it started to shrivel up and die. For some reason I wanted to kiss her so I went up to her but she kind of pulled back. We looked at each other and then she gave me a light kiss on the lips and smiled. After that we went to bed. That was the longest night of my life because I couldn't sleep. I kept replaying what just happened over and over. And I wanted more. And we did more. Until my 18th birthday. I'll never forget her

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# 61382 - by Familylove21 / October 19, 2022
- Embarrassing Moments -
Straight Female / 42

I Gave French Lessons But He Expected A Blowjob

This encounter was and is my dirty secret but sometimes I daydream about it so I will share it here. It started as a misunderstanding. He was in Montreal for a few days from the Caribbean, visiting family. I was tutoring French and English as a second language (ESL) at the time. I’d just received my degree in linguistics and was tutoring in my home office. I had lots of time for it when my husband was away on one of his many business trips. When I got a request in response to my on-line ad I was surprised when a black dude in tight red jeans showed up and asked if I was the one who did French. I confirmed I was and invited him into my office room in the basement. I took a seat but he chose to stand. I gave him my rate per session and he was surprised at how low it was. That was odd because it was the going market price for French lessons. I asked him if there was a particular topic of interest to him for the French words to use. He seemed quite interested in that. As we talked I noticed the bulge that appeared at his crotch. He said, “What’s this called in French?” and unzipped his jeans exposing his impressive black cock. I couldn’t help gasping and staring at it. He continued, and how do you say, “Suck my cock, in French?”

He held his cock in his hand and waved it. I was shocked and asked him what he thought he was doing. He realized the misunderstanding and explained that in his country a prostitute would advertise for French lessons if she specialized in blowjobs. He was just responding to my ad because he needed one and thought it was kinky when I talked about doing it in French. I had to laugh but I also kept staring at his cock. He told me how a blue eyed blonde like me would have a real good business in his country as a blowjob girl. Then he asked me if I had ever sucked a black cock. I confessed I had not. He suggested I try it and moved closer so his cock was in my face. I wrapped my hand around it and felt it stiffen.

He invited me to taste it so I licked the tip with my tongue then gave it a kiss. He knew I wanted it and as soon as I parted my lips he thrust his hips forward pushing his cock into my mouth. I could feel my pussy getting moist as he fucked my face. I kept one hand on his cock to prevent him from gagging me and lifted my dress with the other then pulled my panties aside to rub my aroused clit. He stopped fucking my face to delay his orgasm. He told me he enjoyed watching white women suck his cock and wanted it to last. I was so aroused at this point I begged him to let me suck it and leaned forward to do it. He moaned with pleasure and when I gave him some eye contact I saw him leering down at me with a satisfied smug look. It had obviously pleased him to hear me beg to suck his cock.

I used all my cock sucking experience to please him. My lips, tongue and throat all came into play. Soon he could not delay his orgasm any longer. He put a hand on my head to ensure his cock stayed firmly in my mouth as he filled it with a huge load of his warm, thick creamy cum. The taste of his cum as it covered my tongue and the feel of it as it slid down my throat triggered my orgasm and I moaned with pleasure as I swallowed it. He grunted with satisfaction and watched me intently as I continued sucking his cock until I felt it finally soften let it slide out of my mouth.

I sat back in the chair and saw him sneering at me as he said, “Whores get a good tip for swallowing the cum.” He tossed some bills on my desk and stuffed his cock back into his tight red jeans. I told him he didn’t have to pay me saying, “I'm not a whore, I asked you, even begged you to do it. I can’t take money for that. I enjoyed it as much as you”. Then I asked if he could return soon with a submissive pleading sound to my voice. He gave me that leering smirk again as he told me he would return the next day if I let him fuck me. I quickly agreed. I wanted his hard cock in my pussy more than I had wanted it in my mouth. As he left he slapped my butt and said, “Tomorrow I’m gonna fuck your white ass.” And he did, literally.

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# 61413 - by ESLTeacher / October 20, 2022
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