00999

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Gender: Bi-Sexual Male
Age: 28
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I Was Born For This.

I'm a chubby, smart Black girl who is extremely likeable and has a great personality. I have thick thighs, great boobs and a fat ass (and some rolls).

I can attract almost anyone I want except the people I actually want.

I'm very ambitous and wish to live a gooood life because I know I can work hard enough to achieve it but damn, I love home-making so much that I feel I won't achieve that.

I want to be a housewife to a traditional, dominant man who makes my every decision. I want him to tell me what to wear, what to eat, how to put on makeup, etc.

I want my focus to only be on my family and my husband, and making sure they are okay.

I feel bad because I'm this biiiig feminist online but love controlling, patriarchal men under the wraps.

I also want to get married in the next 2 years.

That Happened

My name is Carla, I’m a mom of three and I work my ass off to make ends meet,

I’m currently single and live with my daughter in her house with my sons

She has a roommate he walked in on me naked one time and we froze he moved out ended up fucking me.

Game Night

My family was always close and we would do a weekly game night and we would always start with twister with a twist
And we would all be naked

To us it wasn’t weird because we were all usually naked anyways and very sexual
Game nights had one game and the winner picked their prize
And I had never won until one day I finally won
I was so excited I sat on the couch and said I wanted to cum multiple times.

So sat on the couch and spread my legs and first my bro made me cum, then mom then dad then my sister
It was amazing

My First Time

I don't put down bi as I really only want sex with women. But when I was 15 I fucked another boy. We'd been close for a while, and I was over at his house one night spending the night. We took his sisters room since she had a double bed. We played strip poker and when both naked he suggested that we play for something else. First it was jacking on each other, then he purposely lost so he could suck me for 10 times moving up and down. He went 20! After we were lights out under the covers and he was moving around. I asked him what was wrong and he said his butt itched. He made some motions then asked me to stick my finger in him. With the help of some saliva I got two in him and that still wasn't doing it. He wanted more, I told him I only had one other thing and moved his hand to my hard cock. That was what he wanted. Saliva didn't lube him or me enough, I couldn't get it into him.

He got up put on his underwear and walked out to the bathroom, he had lubed himself with vaseline and brought out some on his finger to lube my cock. I let him put it on me and cover my cock with the vaseline. He was lying on his stomach and moving his ass around. Quite frankly; I'm still attracted to asses, and his was really good looking, no hair, almost no hair on his legs. So I got on top of him and asked him if he was sure and he definitely wanted me to "stop the itch". The vaseline worked, I slowly but firmly moved my curved, yet thin 8inches all the way up his butthole. I paused and he started moving side to side "move it around" he told me. So not wanting to start "fucking " him, I moved side to side and he told me no, to do it the other way. I slowly pulled out then back in and did it 2 more times. I paused, once again all the way up his hole and asked with a whisper in his ear if that was what he wanted. He said yes, I asked him: "Do you want me to fuck you?" "Yes" was his answer. I told him I'd do it if he said the words, told me to fuck him. "Fuck me, please fuck me" was his answer.

I started slowly going in and out, pulling all but the head out before going back in. He was breathing heavily and I kept asking if that was what he wanted, in a soft moan he said YES. After about 5 minutes I was picking up the pace and asked him if this was his first time doing it too, and he said it was. I asked how he could take a cock so easily and he said he'd found his moms vibrator and had been fucking himself with that for a year. I pick up speed and then stopped. He asked why I'd stopped and I told him I was about to cum in him if I didn't. He asked me to fuck him, to fuck him hard and it was OK to cum inside him.

So I had my first fuck, anally and with another guy, I came up his butt. He got up and this time no underwear walked out to the bathroom. Soon I heard the flush, and he came back. "You cum a lot" was what he told me. He got in the bed next to me, and I felt his butt and my finger in his just fucked hole. Then next day we went down to the basement and behind some old curtains he bent over, gave me the jar of vaseline. I lubed him and then me and I fucked him again.

I fucked him for over a year till I got a girlfriend who finally let me fuck her. After that I've never even wanted another guy. But I'm embarrassed to tell my real "first time" story.

Women Are Just Different

I suppose that I was complicit in this affair. How it started, he paid attention to me, he was nice to me, he helped me with some bills, and he turned me to him when he had sex with me. I ate it up, I felt important to him, I felt desired by him. I fell in love. Men don't, not like girls do. He liked me, but I was his office fling, his sex buddy.

I'm not over him, just more mature or understanding. He was looking for someone warm at his side, I thought this was the real thing. I can't say that I understand, I don't. I've accepted that. Maybe that's the way it is. Women love the men she has sex with men. Men have a good thing.

From Scared And Mousy, To Open And Wild

College was both difficult and uncomfortable. I didn't make friends, I was scared of my courses. My escape was being alone. During my senior year I met Alicia, and she pushed me into having lesbian sex with her. My first intimate relationship. I was mostly embarrassed and self conscious. And frankly confused.

I left college and returned home, got a job working front desk at a Hilton downtown. A 'girl', who worked cashier on the same shift, older in her late twenties, got my top off and I told her about my one college experience. We 'dated' and I moved out of my parents' house to live with her, in an intimate relationship. I had accepted my orientation and thought I had met true love. Just like we got started it ended and I returned, broken hearted, to my parents and quit my job.

A man I knew from growing up offered me money to have sex with me. He caught me at the right time and I agreed. The most money I'd made for San hour of work. I became an online 'girlfriend' date for older men. In the first year I made more than my mother, tax free too. I turned 24, with a BMW, money in the bank, and a client list.

I quit cold turkey when I turned 29. I bought a house, got a job working for a W2. I'm currently dating Eileen, she doesn't know about my 'consulting' business. I'm no longer uncomfortable with intimate behavior, and I can give as well as receive.

They Don’t Know!

I know I’m old, but I’ve lived a very full life, few regrets. I’m constantly amazed about the youth ( especially my grandchildren) and their ideas of what the “ olden days” was like.
No, we didn’t have internet, cellphones or TikTok. But, we didn’t have Covid lockdowns, HIV or things like Tranq either.

Thanks to no cellphone videos or digital cameras, there’s no record of their grandma sitting topless on my shoulders at a Dead show, tripping on acid. No proof of that one girl in high school who gave out blowjobs under the bleachers just by asking. Hey, back then you could fuck just about any girl you wanted, no condoms, you just asked if she was on the pill.
What they don’t understand ( and I think it would freak them out) is anything they have done, will do or will think about doing sexually, I’ve done to their grandmother. Backseats, on the beach in broad daylight, in the bathroom at the bar, we did it.
Best part is, every now and then, we still get busy. Try to bleach that out of your head!

For One Semester I Lived Like I Want To Live The Rest Of My Life

My parents bought an apartment for me while I was in college. I had the other room up for rent and over the years I had several college roommates. It was my last semester and a guy called and asked if the room was available. I was older and a senior and so grown up I said sure, if he could swing the rent. He moved in, he was a graduate student and had a semester to go himself and didn't want to sign a year's commitment.

Without any conscious thought, I set the table in the morning. I picked up his clothes when it was time to do laundry. I straightened out his bed before going to class. I set dinner hour and he learned to show up. I went domestic without as much as a thought. There was a man in the house, and his towel needed washing and his bathroom cleaned up. He didn't complain, he hung around and if there was something interesting going on he would include me and take me out.

He came to my door one night, and told me that it was foolish under the circumstances for him to sleep alone, with a girl under the same roof. He waited for me to get up and grab my pillow and he put me in his bed between him and the wall. The amount of time that passed between me being put in his bed and he putting himself inside me was too short to measure. It was all one movement. After finishing his errand with me, and withdrawing slowly, he put me on my side to hold me for the rest of the night.

I lived out the rest of my last semester in the glorious feelings of having a nest to take care of and sleeping with a man. I fully admit that I was in full marriage mode and it hurt when he moved on, But for all the various experiences you have in college, being a wife for one semester was the best. It's the memory I most cherish, the memory I want to experience again.

When I was 16 my boyfriend and I were really into getting high so we were chilling in one of our friends when 1 of his buddies said he always wanted to fuck me, he was a virgin, and my boyfriend told him to stop being such a pussy and fucking do it then. I was surprised at first been he said he was serious I went into the next room with him and had sex, it being his first time it didn't last to long and my boyfriend and the other guys laughed a bit when my boyfriend told him he would show him how to really fuck me. So he bent me over the couch and fucked me right infront of all four of his friends. Well needless to say he let the other virgin of the group have a go at me and before long all of them had a turn. The rest of the day we spent it fucking and getting high. I wasn't allowed to put my cloths on for the rest of the day. I spent the whole day fucking. Took two boys virginity and went from having had sex with 1 guy to 5 guys. And had my first gangbang. Was a great experience that I fondly remember 7 years later.

I have been fucking my little sister for the last six years.
Our parents don't have a clue. We both enjoy how 'wrong' it is and we have no intention of stopping.
I also love that she let's me do literally whatever I like to her. She swallows, she let's me fuck her ass and now she's on the pill we don't use condoms anymore.
I'm telling you- there is no better feeling than cumming inside your little sister's pussy while hearing her cum at the same time. Nothing.