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I went to my friend's slumber party but there were only six of us because parents were afraid to let their kids out of lockdown. We had fun anyways and I still made three new friends. At bed time we changed and lied togheter on the floor with sheets and pillows. We giggled, talked, told stories and I fell asleep. In the middle of the night a head between my legs and a tongue at my vagina awoke me. I was startaled and afraid to. It felt good so I pretened to stay asleep. I had no idea when it all started but it lasted another five minutes or so before she quietly slid away. My pleasure feelings stopped and I fell back to sleep. When we got up that morning it was weird to look at everyone and know that one of them just gave me my first sexual contact. I talked and even stared at their hair looking for clues. Nothing. I went home not knowing who gave me those pleasurable feelings. Was it one of my friends or one whom I just met. And why me? Will I ever know, do I want to know? Will I look at girls in the same way as before? Curiousity is still in my head. I have a new bad I cannot break. I go to bed and end up thinking of that night. I start touching and rubbing until I have to get up, lock the door, and get naked. I put my blanket and pillow on the floor. Then I hump, ride, and grind my pillow with each girl running their tongue on my pussy. I try each girl to find the who gives the most pleasure. Every day gets better and better and I cannot wait till bedtime to masturbate.
#tongue #slumber #friends #sleepover #girls #parents #sex #pussy #virgin #pleasure #pillow #hump #grind #ride #stories #curious #habit #masturbation
Episode 9, Summer's Over
Another school year has begun and there is only a swim or two before the pool got closed. And so ended my skinny dipping. A bizarre summer it turned out to be spending Saturday afternoons naked at Farrells. In the end it just became normal and I was ok with that, in fact as I look back other than my mom making me go skinny dipping the first time it was Lynn who got me to agree to take them off again for keeping it secret, it was Lynn who made me live up to that agreement the next time I was there, it was Lynn who took off with my bathing suit leading to my constant nudity. It was also Lynn who I let touch me first, I didn't cower or try to hide the boner I got, I didn't resist when the girls wanted to walk me around by my "handle". I think I did most everything I was asked to do or go along with. Fall and winter meant not going there often, but even that was about to change. I don't know if one of the older girls had a birthday or what but that winter was the start of the older ones looking after us others while the mothers now went out to the bar. Maybe once or so a month us kids would find ourselves at Farrells again and the first time no sooner had our mothers back out of the driveway Lynn tells me to take my clothes off. I did and once again, after them seeing me naked so many times, I am feeling a bit uncomfortable. Everyone has all their clothes on and it feels different. At least at the pool the others were nearly naked. Soon enough everyone was back to normal playing around and it didn't seem to matter to anyone that I was naked. The next time there I didn't wait, I went into the bathroom, stripped and came back out much to everyones surprise. I clearly remember walking around laughing and liking it. The two older girls would be off doing their thing while the four of us played around. As the year ends I turn eleven and each time we go to Farrells I take my clothes off, I'm doing it knowing they will just want me to anyhow. I am beginning to like being naked around my friends.
Next Episode, Summer of '70.
As I had for many years, I thought a little lust in the mind wouldn't hurt.
So for years, like almost anyone, there was some brain lust as I'll call it. But after a while, I think the real things kicked in. Real lust , not just being OK thinking about it. Well, this wasn't something I felt OK about.
But when I finally let go of my guilt. The lust started to go away.
My mind & soul were never tainted. And for me it was definitely a different experience. But I knew he was never anyone I'd kiss or anything else. That was what made it easier. I promised I'd never act on my feelings. I think , he mostly felt that way too. I'd have to much to
lose and very lttle to gain to have a relationship ant this time.
Life is nothing but a series of endless financial losses until you eventually kill yourself. I was finally starting to make some decent money for once fml..
I fantasize about being engulfed in slime, flesh, anything. I also have a demon fetish.
I also want to come out to my parents but I’m still questioning I am bisexual but I just don’t know how to tell my parents.
My actual business is in photography. I take portraits. I often take portraits of girls for their single doting mums. Some of these are well-to-do people, sometimes they are not. I am still a fit good looking guy, despite being in my mid-forties, and sometimes the mothers try to bargain with me by offering extras not on my price list. If they are good looking I’ll often agree. I’m a horny guy and if I can get my big cock into a nice pussy, I love it.
One woman I met a few years back. She was a stunning 35 year old blonde with big tits and a hot ass. She came to see me so I could take photos of her with her three daughters. She’s recently divorced and is struggling to keep up all her payments after her husband left her. She’s called Silvana and she’s a Slovak by blood but born in the UK. The photos I took of her and her family were nice, but Silvana couldn’t pay me for all of the prints straight away so I negotiated in my normal manner, suggesting she might be able to help me out. “You wouldn’t be thinking of something sexual, would you?” she asked coyly and when I waved my hand dubiously, she understood immediately and volunteered to suck my cock. Of course she didn’t know at the time that my ten inch coke can wide boner was going to slap her in the face. Silvana sucked a mean cock. Even with her smallish mouth she was able to get her lips around my bell end and take my girth down her hot throat. I let her suckle me for a good fifteen minutes before unleashing a fountain of jizz down her mouth. At this point, she thought the liaison was over, but I reached down and reached inside her blouse and felt her globe like boobs. She started to pull away, but I squeezed hard on her tits and pulled her to me, pulling her upright so I was able to kiss her. She tried to fight it, but then, as my rejuvenated cock bounced on her belly, she relented and let our tongues get twisted. I undressed her. She has a great figure, with a hot ass and big 36DD tits with fat juicy nipples. I laid her down on the couch in the photo studio – all photographers have a leather couch, it’s like an identity accessory – and spread her legs. Her cunt was glistening and I was pleased to see she only had a thin wispy line of blonde curls above her clitty. After licking that wet slit, inserting three fingers and stroking her button, I was ready for a hot fuck. Silvana didn’t disappoint and I was into that furrow like a beast. She rode me good and I came again deep in her pussy.
After this occasion, I couldn’t keep Silvana away. Silvana has a little part time job at the local college Monday to Thursday. She’d pop around at lunchtimes and then again after work and I’d ream that pussy for all I was worth. It wasn’t long before she asked if I could take some more photos of the girls. I said it’d be fine and offered to do them for free. Silvana had a surprise for me. She wanted me to photograph her whole family in the nude. She explained they were naturists and that nudity was very easy for the girls. Everyone was often nude at home if there were no visitors. Her two older daughters were both real sexy stunners. Bathsheba is 15 and she’s pretty with a nice roundish face and little freckles which match her blonde hair. She already had substantial tits and a womanly figure. I remember thinking so when I did the portraits. The middle sister is Jeanie. Jeanie was 13 and had just started to develop tits the last time I saw her. When she came for this special photo session, I was stunned at the difference a few months can make to a girl. She was gorgeous, with long blonde hair tied in a tail and a firm young body, her boobs pressing against the material of her jumper; she pushed them out, making them look bigger than they probably were. Lastly was the baby of the trio Poppy who was only ten, but had the cheekiest grin on her and a great attitude. She talked all the time and the girls often used to tell her to shut up. Like kids of that age she was curious of everything, my camera equipment, the couch, the décor on the walls, the bathroom. She would carelessly squat down with her legs apart, her dress riding up so I could see the baby camel toe on her tiny pussy.
You may remember I confessed before that I have a penchant for young girls and have been as far afield as Thailand and Cuba to get my fix, so the idea of a whole family of blonde stunners and three of them being underage didn’t bother me one iota, in fact it turned me on so much that when they all started to strip off for my camera, I asked if I could strip too, so we were all at ease. Silvana readily agreed and I peeled off my shirt, showing my muscles and then took off my trousers – I don’t wear unders, with my huge cock it’s too constricting – and watched as the girls’ eyes grew big like ice blue saucers as my shaved lob on sprung out. I was very good over the photos, but the girls kept looking at my meat. Poppy couldn’t resist touching it, inquisitive girl that she is, and my half-boner jerked to life. “Look, mummy, it’s alive!” We all laughed and now the barriers were down, whenever I approached to rearrange them, a leg here, an arm there, the girls were starting to frisk my goodies. Silvana didn’t stop them. I sort of appealed to her for permission and she said “It’s better for a girl to lose her cherry to a man who knows what to do with his cock than with a stupid school boy. So go on, don’t be shy.” As if I fucking would !
I started by stroking Bathsheba’s big tits. They were soft and round and like her mum, she had copious nipples on them. I brought one up to my teeth and sucked it, gently biting the tip. She spasmed with excitement and grabbed at my cock, yanking it hard. I grunted and felt for her love box and was surprised to find it soaking wet with pussy juice. Three fingers slid in easy. I was frigging the bitch as she pulled on my dick. I then spread her naked pussy and entered her in one smooth stroke. She cried with the intensity of a huge fuck stick slamming at her cunt, breaking her woman’s cap and making her bleed. It was impossible to stop myself. Covered in fuck juice, sweat and blood, my cock fucked her as if it was running 100 metres. Fast and fucking furious. I could hear Silvana saying “Take it, my love, feel his cock. You’ll love it. Feel his cock.” She couldn’t help it, the little bitch, and soon she was responding and grabbing me close until after about five minutes of chaotic rutting, during which we slipped over the floor and bashed against the famous leather couch, I exploded like an atom bomb and filled her brim full with white juice.
I rolled off and Silvana dutifully went to lick my smeary cock. This had the dual effect of cleaning me up and keeping me horny for Jeanie. Now Jeanie’s tits and ass were superb for a young girl. She had beautifully shaped boobs and hard brown nips which stuck out like tiny thumbs from her chest. Her ass was like a little peach. Her pussy tho’ wasn’t shaved like Bathsheba’s and had a large sprout of golden hair surrounding the lips. But she was more than willing to follow her mum’s lead and suck me, so I didn’t have to carpet munch that tender hole. Her sucking, which was more like lapping, got me so horny I thought my cock was at least an inch bigger by the time I spread her legs and positioned myself. This was bliss. Jeanie had already busted her hymen at some point as there was no restriction when I took her cunt to heaven. She moaned appreciatively as my monster weapon speared her baby pussy. I lifted her up to ride me, and I sat on the couch and she loved this, spreading her legs so wide so I had access deeper and deeper into the recesses of her cunt. At one point Silvana instructed her other daughter’s to take a leg each and pull her so she was splayed at 180degrees and my cock was buried ten inches deep in that dirty little slut hole. Finally, I lay her back and her legs encircled me and I sprouted like a king inside her princess pussy. Once again Silvana licked me clean. There wasn’t time for more as I had another client coming and I had to tidy up – in fact I eventually had to delay them by half an hour to air the room as it smelt of sex and sweat.
Having taken those two beauties, they then started to come around to my place independently of their mum. They told me they’d turned into rampant little sluts and now had reputations at school as the fuck queens. I loved that and the girls would tell me – and show me – how naughty they’d been at school before I piled into their tight slits. When the taste takes me, I fuck Bathsheba and Jeanie with their mum and these trio’s excite me. I was disappointed not to have fucked little Poppy’s poppy but one week in the summer I was asked over for a summer party. I thought it was just a BBQ, but it was a party for Poppy’s birthday and there were lots of hot mums with kids and a few daDs, who acted jealous of me as I was fawned over by Silvana and a few babes. When Bathsheba put her arms around me and sat on my lap, I could see their envious glances. Jeanie was even more blatant, joining the girls in the paddle pool, pissing about and making herself all wet so any man could see she was nipply and horny. Now she’d started to shave her pubes, her clit stuck out from her pussy like a rocket and the outline was visible against the gusset of her bikini bottoms. She was flirting with me and another dad, Jim, who I later learnt she was also now fucking on a regular basis (Jim’s wife knew nothing of this and she stood there oblivious). Apparently his cock was even bigger than mine.
Anyway, Poppy had really started to blossom. I had seen some bikini shots Silvana took on holiday and had used them as wank fodder for weeks. Now I saw her in the flesh (of course I had already, but I mean for a second time) I was struck by how her tiny tits stuck out and the outline of her nipples were so clear. She was teasing me as I watched, rubbing her tits and bending over so the cleft of her panties slipped up her ass crack. Later they slipped into her cunny and she hooked in her fingers and pulled them loose as if it was the most natural thing. My cock was rock hard. I was desperate for everyone else to piss off so I could get seriously nude with these girls. I was so excited with all the young flesh – including some of the mums and their own sexy teenage or preteen girls – that Silvana had to take me aside to the toilet and blow me to keep me in check !
Eventually everyone did leave and the five of us settled into the pool completely stripped and played with the water and each other. Poppy was looking beautiful with her small boobs prominent on her chest, teeny tiny nipples poking. Below she had a puffy pussy, its slit always seeming to be half an inch open. Silvana said her sisters were training her. “What for?” I asked. “Your cock,” was the reply from all four women, as if I was a dunce. It was then that Silvana told me Poppy would soon be mine – that night!
It was a special evening. We went for a pizza – Poppy’s favorite – and then I bought some wine, which we all drank a little off, even the girls, as we watched porn on the TV relaxing naked. I couldn’t relax. My hard on was being played with constantly by the girls, but I had to wait until midnight to be with poppy because at midnight she became 11 years old and Silvana thought 11 was a good age to lose it, as she’d also lost it at 11 and to a much, much older man – her sixty year old uncle. Like mother like daughter. At the stroke of midnight the sisters all started laughing. Suddenly Poppy got nervous and it was all the girls could do to calm her. They played with her boobs and kissed her, fingering her open slit and lapping at it with their tongues. They also paid attention to me. Bathsheba was able to deep throat me now and I jerked as her head descended on my cock and buried itself in the throat. Dear god what a mouth. Finally Poppy’s little body was ready. Her cunny was glistening and her body looked a delightful golden glow. The girls spread her legs and I reached down to her pussy and gently stroked her until her pussy juices flowed again, at which point I removed my two fat fingers and inserted the massive bell end of my cock next to her open cunt lips. It was a tight fit. I had to ease my fuck stick in inch by inch. Twice I had to withdraw, accept a fresh licking from the girls, while Silvana and I lubed and frigged up her youngest daughter. On the third attempt it was as if some magic love potion had kicked in and Poppy relaxed her cunt muscles and I entered her sheer sheath, going six inches deep and splitting that slit apart. She gasped with the shock. I pulled out until only my bell was inserted and then drove in, going an inch deeper. “Mummy, it hurts.” “Don’t cry, baby, remember you said you wanted this.” With Silvana and Bathsheba holding her hands and Jeanie manipulating my cock slowly in and out – preventing me from taking over, but also preventing Poppy from harm – I was able to fuck her for a good ten minutes, slowly and forcefully but only seven inches deep. When I came it was like an explosion in that tight space and she seeped all over the carpet. “It’ll be all right, darling,” said Silvana, “We’ll try another time. You see, it’ll get better.”
And it has.
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#sex #threesomes #moresomes #oral #mothers #young #preteen #abuse #addiction #greed #lust #obsession #shamelessness #submissive #blonde #teen #shaved #cum #bareback
I am depressed for quite a while now. It happens some times that I feel really really down for a couple of weeks, but it always gets better again after a while. But in those few weeks I feel really shitty and I also self harm. I innately feel like I am full of shit and deserve everything bad I get.
But now... it does not go away. I feel like this since around November last year and I guess it keeps getting worse and worse. I started wondering about suicide now. That never happened before. I imagine what it would be like if I ended it all, how everyone would react and how I would do it and how it would all simply be over. And it is not just like those thoughts you have, but real consideration.
Why am I writing this confession now? I just had one of those thoughts, of just ending it and I actually felt giddy and full of anticipation. It was only for a few seconds, but I think I need help.
#depression #help #suicide #selfharm #hurt
I usually sleep on my right side but last light for some reason i could only get comfortable laying on my belly, so i ended up falling asleep that way. I woke up this morning to severe discomfort and quickly realized my penis had twisted up and was pushed into my body and it was fully erect aswell. I tried to pull it out but i felt as if it was locked in two direct ways. It's still like that and it won't go flacid.i'm so embarrases to go to the hospital because i don't egen know what to make of this. Has anyone ever experienced anything like this before. I am really freaked out.
#penis #injury #weird #bizarre #confused #embarassed #humiliated #medical #distress #depression #despair #desperate
I don't know what God wants. I should have died. God seemed to pull me back from death. My body just shut down.
Now what? I have no home. My ex-wife can't decide if she wants me. All my kids have gone from well behaved honor students to being depressed & struggling at everything. Same for my ex. Yet they don't seem to want me back. I just sit alone in a room day after day in the dark. When this runs out i have no next place to go. I'm disabled. My med bills are more than i make. I live on bread and water mostly. I can't even fix my old car. Its like my life has ended but God saved me from death. No; didnt try it. I live in unclean plsces. Had transplant. Keep getting infections.
I have a purpose. But they can't see it. I'm growing so weak from infections. I can't afford a hospital again. The next time will probsbly be the last. So weird. I just keep living. I'm like a stain on a carpet. No one wants it. Its just there.
I've recently been going to lots of parties . I always get crossed faded ( its when your drunk and high) and it always messes me up even more. But, I can't stop. I feel horrible after but, at the moment I feel so good. And I love to go to crazy things with my friends when I go out to party.
I'm a 17 year old boy and I like to be naked when my parents aren't home. When i'm home alone i run around naked in my backyard which isn't exactly to private. One of the busiest streets in the neighborhood can see into my backyard. I think k i've gotten caught a couple of times by people but i'm not sure. What can i say i like being nude.
#nude
I remember these evil girls pushing me out of the shower room completely naked telling me "show your stuff" and locking the door behind me. Stood out there watching them laughing behind the window, while a crowd of boys gathered around saying "spread those cute thighs" for us. I remember there was no place to hide, got forced to stand there stark naked exhibiting myself. By the time those bitches let me back inside, I had exposed every inch of myself. I remember walking out with everyone outside looking at me and thinking the next day I would have to face them all in school. The teasing was so horrible I felt naked every day I went to school.
#abused #nude #humiliated
This may seem like a boring confession, but I can’t tell anyone in my life, so here I am; I’m a female engaged to another female. Yet I cannot stop thinking about the guy I’ve been hooking up with for almost a year.
The smart, reasonable side of me is VERY aware that it’s only sex. (AMAZING sex, but that’s it.)
But the hopeless romantic side of me, loves laying next to him in bed.
I take any opportunity I can to see him. And when I can’t for a while, I find myself wondering what he’s doing and missing how he feels inside of me.
Damn life.
I used a social media to trade nudes with legal adults who asked for such. But, it turns out against my knowledge, that one such person was actually a minor posing as someone of age and said they had reported me to the site.
I'm afraid I'll be investigated by the police then arrested and posed as a pedophile.
Hello!
I confess to being a cocaine addict, among other things that I want to confess about. This is a long story and I will keep it as short as possible. It all started when I was in middle school, just as I was finishing 8th grade, i had reached a point in my life where I had become aware of how alone I was. I was being bullied my whole life in high school but only when I turned 14 did the loneliness begin to really hit me. I wanted to fit in with everyone so badly that I was willing to do anything. Once, I saw a group of popular kids doing drugs in the bathroom stall and they caught me looking at them. I asked if I could join and they didn't believe that a girl like me would even dare to do drug with them and thats when the insecure little girl inside me forced me to put aside all rationality and I just went for it. Since that day I have been battling addiction, depression and anxiety. I have to spend the rest of my life popping pills for my withdrawal symptoms and depression and I have to work my ass off to get my self-esteem back on track all for a second of impulsivity. Till today, I would say that i regret no thinking of the consequences. I regret not thinking of myself or my family before jumping into the trap. More than anything, I want to go back to the day and get the last 6 years of my life back...
As a child I had no home. My parents didn’t want me. I had to learn to never feel safe or happy, because it wouldn’t last.
As an adult I once had it all. Then I got sick.
I’ve been homeless again for a while. I’ve been helping a friend with some repairs. While there a family emergency arose. Im helping with that.
It’s so funny; the friend said thank you, I’ll get you back to your home as soon as possible.
I just smiled.
I have no home. I was just helping them, and they suddenly needed me.
I have no home.
I’m glad God is allowing me to help good people.
PLEASE GOD, HEAL THIS KIND WOMAN AND HER SICK CHILD. I’ll do all I can. Please protect and look after her other children as well. I’ll trade every moment I have left if you’ll heal this wonderful family. These tears I shed are not for me; I gave up on me so long ago. It’s for these kind people who need your love.
Its so weird sleeping in a bed and hearing laughter. I’m glad I could make them smile.
It’s so difficult to say goodbye to yesterday.
I pray I give them hope once again.
Merciful Father grant that this broken shell of a man serve you. Help me help them. Then I can fade away knowing I helped others smile again.
#love #hope #compassion #kindness #cry #tenderness
I was watching TV and saw this ad for people who are struggling with depression and issues of the like. It's called NYC WELL. you can text, call or chat--I texted with someone for about 2 hours. the shit that I disclosed is shit I couldn't tell a therapist who is staring at me and judging me. so I opened up and unloaded my mind. So if you need to chat with someone anonymously about your issues, Text WELL to 65173 or call 888-NYC-WELL.
#help #nyc #well #depression
I recently stayed at my friends house and he had a mother and her two daughters staying at his house. He got a phonecall from the mother saying could you come pick us up from somewhere and he left saying i will be about 1 hour. I was left alone in this house and i remembered that earlier on i went for a toilet and noticed that there was a girls school uniform left in corner of the bathroom where obviously the girl had come home and had a bath. Now i am way too sexually peverted to let a situation like that slip through my fingers and headed straight upstairs. Now is probably a good time to describe these girls. One is 12 and the other is 14, both have inherited the lovely blue eyes and long blond hair of their mothers and they both radiate youth and innocence. My friend knew of my panty sniffing obsession but maybe thought i would not stoop so low to sniff underage girls panties. There is a lot he does not know about me. Anyway i went upstairs and into the bathroom and picked up the panties (iI still dont know which one they belong too. hopefully the 12 year old) and took a great sniff and i have got to say i have stole lots of panties and never have i smelled such a therapeutic smell. it was a aphrodisiac and my cock went instantly stiff and i knew i had to taste this little girls pussy on the thin lacy material. I have to say i have stole many ladys knickers and they have not come close to the lovely taste and smell of that adolescent pussy. I think i would do it again if the oportunity arose. obviously i do not not condone this complete disregard of a young ladys privacy but you only live once and this is one of those oportunities that was way too good too pass up. From a very sick bastard.
I used to let women see me nude. Most women like how I look. They will smile or look lustful. Only the most attractive usually have to confidence to hit on me. So I used to let them see me nude if they wanted. They were very happy to see my massive muscular body and giant election with long term elections matched my movie star type face that still hasn’t wrinkled. They’d even pay to see me nude.
But there was a price to pay. A childhood of forced nudity; being molested, and rape.
I tried to shame women sneaking peaks at me (violating my privacy); whether it was my older sisters friends or whomever, but that didn’t work. In society people don’t seem to think men should be modest.
I’m all messed up. I’m too old to get over it.
At least I never treated others the way I was treated. In life we choose. I chose to be kind to others even though kindness was not shown to me growing up.
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