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I was stupid. I ruined relationships due to my personality, it was odd. I was always inside a shell, nervous and full of anxiety about an uncertain future. But once I establish a form of deeper relation with someone, those factors of my personality fades away as if I was someone else. It feels like being trapped inside my mind. My morals change, and the knowledge I had of myself disappears. I commit actions only to
regret it later but repeat it again. It feels like transitioning from a normal person to a person who is devoid of any emotions, manipulative, impulsive. I want to go back to my lingering past. I isolated myself but I was late to realize what I was doing. I cannot confirm that fact that I am back to how I were before but, I hope that all of me is cohesive and not a broken mirror. I have what I wanted but don't deserve it. This is a confession and as well as my fear. At this moment, I am simply existing.
#life
I am 50 years old and still use a dummy (or pacifier as you Americans call it). I've used it again since I was 17.
I cannot fall asleep without it. Thank God those things are also produced for adults!
I confess that I am probably still single because of this.
2 years ago when I was 35 I hade a one night stand with my moms cousin who was 44 at the time and recently married to a stupid cheap idiot. Actually her hubby pushed her towards that radical step in her life. It was her first act of infidelity. And it happened on my BD party . After that for some time she was acting as if all that was a mistake and my fault. But in a month it happened again but this time a 3sum with my wife aunt and me.
I love my wifes dirty panties but am obsessed with wanting to watch another man sniff her knickers
I put 95% of the effort with people I consider friends. I realize now that I don't really have that many people in my life who care enough to check in.
#lonely #friendship #life #alone
My husband is in the military. He was first stationed across the country from my friends and family and dragged me along. I was alone there, and didn't know anyone. And instead of showering me with attention he always volunteered to stay late at work, and volunteer for work during the weekends. Then when he would get home he would be too tired to give me much attention. And on the days he did have off he liked to spend with his military buddies.
Before this I was a very innocent, very conservative girl. My husband was only the 2nd person I had sex with. But I needed attention and created a profile on adult friendfinder. I didn't intend to meet anyone I just wanted attention.
Since then I have had sex with over 70 guys from that site. I am addicted.
i'm a 54 year old straight male but i just love everything to do with panties. even just hearing someone say 'panties' can turn me on ! i wear them all the time, never mens underwear, just sexy panties. my gorgeous girlfriend knows this of course and doesn't mind at all. she even lets me wear hers sometimes. she has the sweetest tasting pussy i've ever known and whenever we have sex i always make sure she cums in my mouth at some point.
often, if she's out or at work i just have to go through her laundry basket. i find all the worn panties i can and sniff them, inhaling deeply. oh, that scent of her juices always gives me a raging hard on. i put a pair over my head with the damp bit tight against my nose and another pair in my mouth, licking and sucking them for all i'm worth. the third pair i rub over the panties i'm wearing, making my cock as hard as possible. eventually i take drop my panties and wrap hers around myself with the damp bit on the most sensitive part of my cock. then i stroke myself slowly, smelling her and tasting her while feeling her juices on my cock. it doesn't take long before i feel myself reaching the point of no return and i suck and inhale even harder as i mix a huge amount of cum with the wetness on her panties.
i think she knows i do this but never says anything. that just turns me on even more.
a few times i've even had her panties in my mouth whilst actually having sex with her so she must know i do this. one day i want to do it with her watching, that one wouldn't take long at all !
My bitch wife at 40 years of age, is great looking, natural blonde with very very light brown to blondish pubes on her pussy that I don't let get shaved. She has big A cup tits, very small but she is very thin. I liked them a lot. I found out she has been fucking all throughout our marriage, even our kids (now both in college) may not be mine. She was a virgin when we first fucked when she was 18, and I 24. Now she's had over 32 other men inside her pussy, mouth and ass.
I wanted to divorce the lying whore, but she was begging and pleading and offered to do anything if I would just stay with her. I told her to get naked and beg me. . . she did. I told her to stand up and bend over the back of the couch and beg for me to fuck her. She did it. I fucked her cunt, then told her to turn around and suck my dick with all her pussy juice on it till I cum (she hates the taste of her pussy juice, and hates taking my cum in her mouth). She did it all, and swallowed my load. I told her that if she stayed she'd be in this type of relationship the entire time of our marriage. So if she didn't like it, she should tell me now and only see me in the lawyers office. She was holding onto my legs, crying, begging me to let her stay married to me. I had my pants at my ankles and turn around and had my ass in her face. She kissed both cheeks.
With that I told her to stay naked and be naked every time she entered the house. She would be allowed clothing only if we had visitors. She agreed. She went off naked and made us supper. We ate, and during dinner I made her tell me in great detail about the best of her lovers, and the worst. She was crying again. I told her that she was a whore, a slut and that she shouldn't cry about it that's just what she was. I also told her that she couldn't let any other cocks inside her unless I was there to watch.
"Now it's time for your punishment" I said and she thought she'd already been punished. "That wasn't punishment, that was my pleasure"
I took off my belt and made her stand with her hands on top of her head while I beat her with my belt on her ass and then turned to her tits. I then made the crying bitch lie down on the dining room table with her legs over the edge and her pussy spread open and beat that. She was crying for real now, and I let up.
"You ask like a slut, you need to be branded a slut" There is one more thing you have to agree to if you really want to stay married. "What?" she asked.
"You are going to have to be branded a slut, I'm going to have that word branded on your lower belly, just above your pussy hair. It will show when I make you wear a tiny bikini at the beach, or when I take you to nude resorts and beaches." She was concerned about the pain, but I told her she is putting me through more pain. The cunt agreed.
I made the arrangements, and took her to a body modification studio that does branding, tattoos, piercings etc. They made a brand with perfectly shaped, thin letters that said "I'm a Slut" In addition to branding my little cunt, I had "Tom's cunt" tattooed after I shaved a small amount of pussy hair just above her slit. With her thin, light colored blonde pussy hair it shows through.
I now have a total fuckslut for a wife, she does anything I want, anytime I want, and I make her show her tattoos at nude cruises, swing clubs, nude beaches, nude resorts, even public resorts and beaches as I make her wear the tiniest bikini bottoms so the brand shows. We just got back from Europe where I made her walk down a busy street for 2 blocks totally naked. She got groped by about 10 young guys, I just let it happen to the lying slut, then I threw her into the car and took her to a park and fucked her, and let 2 guys passing by fuck her too.
I guess this is what she wanted all along, to be a slut. She is very happy and has thanked me for being married to her. Oh . . . she has to kiss my ass every morning.
#dom #tattoo #branding #sm #exhibitionism
I have been married 25 years to my husband. We were at a party at some friends house last summer. Everybody was drinking and having a good time. By the time everyone decided to turn in, it was early morning, everyone was drunk and most passed out wherever they were t the time. I had laid out some blankets and pillows on the floor for hubby and I. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. I just lay there awake, when one of our friends husbands came over and started feeling my boobs. It was dark, and felt so good I just let him, and soon he had his hand down my pants and was fingering my pussy. I was so wet and he had me so excited. I had no problem when he removed my pants and laid on top of me. His cock slid into my wet pussy with ease, and I stayed as quiet as possible while he fucked me and filled my pussy with a huge load of cum. When he was through he kissed me, then got up and went to bed.
After laying there for a few minutes, I was almost asleep when another husband of a different friend came over and started playing with my boobs. As I did before, I gave no resistance. He played with me for a while, then took out his cock and brought it to my mouth, and started fucking my mouth slowly so as not to make me gag and make any noise. I let him have his way with my mouth until he rewarded me with a huge load of cum which I eagerly swallowed.
After he went to bed I fell asleep, but once again I was awoken yet again by another horny visitor. I had fallen asleep with my boobs and lags exposed, so our guests son decided to see what it felt like to play with a woman's boobs. He whispered it into my ear, and confessed to me that he had never felt a pussy before. With that I took his hand and moved it down to my very wet pussy, and let him feel around and finger me. I couldn't help but to reach out and feel his dick through his shorts. He was small, but rock hard. I lowered his shorts a little, and directed him on top of me. As soon as his dick was as deep as he could get it, he came probably the biggest load of cum I have ever had. He didn't go soft though, he kept pumping slowly like he was in a trance. He fucked me surprisingly well for such an inexperienced lad, then came again, filling me with more spurts of cum. By the time he pulled out I was dripping. Before he pulled up his shorts I pulled him to me and cleaned his small but potent dick with my mouth.
It was a night to remember, and to this day my husband has no clue his buddies and even the neighbor kid used me that night. I loved it, and cant wait for the next sleepover.
I recently got tricked into going to my cousin’s wedding after party. I’m not into weddings, don’t get all the fuss over it and see it as a waste of money and sanity. Of course, strange things happen at them. Occasionally, something good.
My cousin and I are not close and rarely see each other. We’re polar opposites but have nothing in common. We do now. His new wife. At the reception after party his wife came up to me to introduce herself as I rarely attend family functions. I figured it would be yet another meet and greet then onto the next person. Nope.
We started talking and she actually was interesting. She looked like a naive, young bimbo and I’ll freely admit I didn’t think much of her because she was with my Jughead looking cousin. I had more common interests with her than I ever did him. Or was it just her flirting her butt off?
Regardless, we slipped out back to have a more in depth discussion on a topic I actually take seriously. She starts in with the dirty talk. Woah is this girl drunk already, or does my cousin just suck like I assumed? Who cares. Grabs my crotch and starts nibbling on my ear. For once in my life I amazingly say nothing and just go with it.
She wasn’t drunk but I had feelings she was just curious as I’m often the mystery guy as i do my own thing and try to avoid anything nerve wracking. I seem to attract it, even when minding my own business out back.
She started kissing me and I kissed her strongly right back. Became a full blown make out session. She stops, licks her lips, smiles and says “I had to get that off my chest.” I just stare at her smirking. She says I’ll be back. I roll my eyes and am shaking my head trying not to laugh as she went back to the wedding table with my cousin.
Another cousin of mine I actually like came up and says what was that all about? I acted like I didn’t know what she meant. She said ****’’a new wife was all flirty. “Is she drunk -already?” I guess so. Just met the girl. She’s friendly.
i went back to my table out back and attempted to enjoy all the crappy, cheesy Coldplay and all the lovely CCR and Eminem without wanting to shoot myself, so I went outside to get some quiet. I went further around back as the smokers were dominating the front area.
Around back I saw one of the cute bridesmaids. Brief chitchat. She is definitely drunk and starts relaying how my cousins’ wife is a whore. I smiled. She then asked what made me smile. Oh just a hunch.
She then said she’ll pick one hot guy and screw his brains out. I asked is this is a common occurrence at weddings. She said oh yes and that they all screwed anyone they deemed fascinating or attractive. Seemed like a regular answer knowing how some people can be at weddings.
She then said that she saw her dressing me down at the reception. I rolled my eyes. She said I guarantee you’ll be inside her in some capacity before the night is over. She headed back inside beyond trashed. I just started laughing to myself. Man my cousin can sure pick them. Another cheating hoe supposedly in love with my yucky cus but cheating already.
I went back inside and there she was. Her dress now somehow became a skirt. Great legs, killer a** and a pretty nice rack. Well hello there. I smiled and walked back to my table: She followed. She starts asking a lot of questions. Beyond annoying. I said “do you want to get something more off your chest, or is that just commonplace for you?” She started giggling.
I smirked as I can’t smile like regular people amazingly can. She told me even though she loves my cousin and they’d known each other for years (she was his deceased wife’s close friend), that she loves meeting new people and she’s never seen me. I started thinking of the drunken bridesmaid’s comments. The load of bull this chick just gave me, but I’ll humor her. Let’s see where this goes.
She told me she wanted to f**k but there was no real way to do it, even though I could tell she was nervous. I said that there must be a basement or back door closet, why the hell not? She starts giggling and licking her lips. “You’re a naughty one, where’s he been keeping you?”
She went back to my cousin who per usual is trashed out of his mind. At least he had an excuse here. One of the few things he does well is get loaded and insult people.I look over in disgust. It wasn’t the slutty wife he just married who was much like his dead wife in that department, only she was actually attractive, but the drunken, skinny bigot she just married. What a joke.
I immediately started laughing and badly I must say. I sounded like the joker. I grabbed a beer and went back outside: I must’ve been out there a solid 20-25 minutes before I realized she was about 5 feet away from me grinning. I know that look. Fine by me I hate my loser cousin anyway and hey she started this, I’ll gladly finish.I did. Twice..
We found an old closet full of chairs and folding tables they used for functions at the hall. She went down on me and me her. We got it on, on an old tent type of surface. After I finished the first time we both started laughing. She got dressed and said “meet me back here in a couple hours, I want some more.”
I highly doubted that would happen again as in a couple hours she’s likely be in a hotel while my cousin slept it off. Wrong again. We met again back at the closet and hour and a half later and redux. Again, once more only this time against a wall.
I never saw her again in that capacity. It was as if she needed one last hurrah before she went off with my cus. Of course they were already married when I met her so perhaps I got a quality…
i really am a big snob. i love to save my money. i want a middle class house, i want a middle class wife and 2 middle class children. i love to drive a smaller car though i could buy a bigger one.
long live the babbittry!
I am in love with a 35 year old married man! It was only supposed to be a sneaky link. But I caught feelings and I know he just wants to fuck me but I like him :/. He’s expecting a child soon, so our relationship is only temporary. What should I do. He does turn me on too
So I... had an affair with this guy some three years ago. Ugly as fuck, to be honest. Ok I mean, just really unattractive. Our relationship was essentially based on weed. Not that I didn't buy my own. But I would always use with him, just to have someone to smoke with, since I get really anxious when I do. I would smoke loads back then. Then I stopped buying it. 'cause I wanted to stop. But I kept visiting this man's house. We wouldn't have sex anymore, I was having sex with another guy, a friend of his actually. This other guy was kind of nice and really cares about me but I cut him out of my life 'cause he won't have sex with me anymore 'cause he thinks I'm desperate. Which I kind of am. My life is so dull 'cause I have no plans, no projects, no motivation. Aside from weed, I smoke cigarettes and drink, I don't drink too much but yeah, I'm kind of the addictive type you know. Most of all I was addicted, I still am, to these two men. And I'm also anorexic/bulimic, not too thin lately, and I've managed to stop the binging and purging, I'm making progress you know, but still no future, no education... I used to be in university. I was studying philosophy. I was the brightest student in my year, but I was always on drugs and when I started sleeping with these guys I pretty much gave up on everything else. I tried to launch a music career, so to speak. I mean, as I was hurting like a goddamn dog I started composing sad tunes on my guitar. I've been in therapy all my teen and adult life, I'm 23, it's been more than ten years, with different therapists. Maybe I'm gay, maybe I'm bisexual, maybe I'm a random nymphomaniac, narcissistic, shizotypical, borderline fucked up mess with daddy issues and a self-centred attitude and paranoia and bipolar depression and no friends, virtually zero people I trust. I have no idea what I am, it's not like I've been abused and furthermore I got tested and they say I have nothing, I'm just kind of above average intelligence-wise and particularly sensitive, that's what they say. I taught myself how to play piano in ten days and I can do some pretty impressive stuff and bla bla bla yeah I'm showing off. But really I'm just so sad. I dropped out of uni, anyhow. Oh, I said that already didn't I. And I masturbate almost daily but with a sense of disgust even. I don't enjoy any kind of porn anymore, and I don't even enjoy actual sex, I mean, I had a couple of really good fucks with these two guys but yeah who cares. And what kills me is I've been so in love with the second guy but I fucked up because I'm fucked up and now he's gone but it's been three years and I was his first girl so it was bound to happen wasn't it. Why shouldn't he want to be with someone normal who doesn't hit him when he doesn't want to have sex, someone who is not so whiny as I am, so bitter and self-centred and FUCK I wish I could turn back time or I just wish he could DIE sometimes I really do everything except move on with his life leaving me here in my ugly stinky rut. I'm so depressed I've gotten used to it but sometimes I get these glimpses of lucidity and they really hurt.
#life #sex #drugs #weed #future #depression #addiction #issues
Photographer can not resist directing is own cuckolding
I am a photographer and had an assignment for a modern relationship magazine involving couples in real live life style situations.
I asked my wife and best friend to model and they would get paid. Both had been models for me previously but in separate situations. I took them on a couples walk in the park; cooking together for a breakfast; a night on the town; cuddling together on the couch in the evening and even asked them to pose in a very innocent looking bedroom scene.
In each setting they were to truly act close and in love. The images were looking great and I was really pleased so were my editors who decided to expand the coverage to a keeping love and intimacy alive in a relationship.
They were perfect for the images, my wife is great looking and a very sexually aware person and kind of a flirt and my friend is tall, classically handsome and well I'll just say he knows his way around women.
The first photos were of them getting ready to go out. Her doing her makeup in a mirror with the back off her evening dress slightly unzipped and he putting on a dress shirt and tie. I was thrilled the perfect amount of closeness without being too much for my editors. I even asked them for a pose with a simple loving looking kiss. It was perfect.
We went to a nice hotel lounge with perfect backgrounds. First they sat at the bar for a few shots and had a drink while I shot from across the room with a telephoto lens, too far away to direct them so I asked them to just act natural in the part of a loving couple. The dress she had chosen was amazing and showed her perfect figure and cut low enough that her cleavage was somewhat on display. He was in a dress suit with a somewhat tight jacket that showed off his muscular chest.
They were perfect together and even held hands and got close whispering in each others ear, even a light but intimate date night kiss. Then I asked them to move to a darker part of the lounge with a stream of light pouring in gently from the side. The light silhouetted him and illuminated my wife including her breasts.
At this point I was again across the room with a telephoto lens. They again played their parts perfectly. A waiter came by asking if they wanted anything. My wife leaned forward and I could see more of her breasts, and no dought the waiter was given an opportunity as well as he stayed by their table talking and paying attention to her every word and movement.
Suddenly I realized I was getting aroused watching the scene play out.
Nothing really happened at the bar and the photos continued to get better and better. In this spot they even touched and kissed more and more. I let them finish what was now their second glass of wine.
Finally, I had rented a room at this hotel, which was a luxury hotel in Des Moines. The room looked out over a beautiful part of the city with glowing night sky and street lamps. I had arranged for flowers and a bottle of champaign.
They were thrilled with that and continued to play their parts while I made more images. He opened the bottle and poured the glasses to just the right fill level. They toasted each other with their arms intwined like lovers would. Then he escorted my wife to the balcony. The lighting was amazing and he even put his arm around her waist very low and then moved his hand up close enough that he had to have been able to feel the side swells of her breast.
I kept making photos but I had begun to feel really excited. I worked quickly. Still playing the part they kissed a couple of times. I praised them for the images and asked for two more shots.
One, I needed a discrete shot that looked like he was unzipping my wife's dress. So I prepared the shot lighting so that all the lights were off but a candle and the city lights streaming in on them with a mirror in front of them. I said ok go ahead. My wife had her back to my best friend and she kind of giggled and smiled at me as he started to unzip her dress. I had them repeat the shot several times to get it just right and give my editors plenty to work with.
The second shot was more intimate. They needed to be in bed looking like they were finishing the night in a loving affectionate embrace. They were kind of surprized but agreed. So my wife told him to finish what he started with her dress offering him her back. I shot more of this as the zipper went down and suddenly realized she wasn’t wearing a bra. He pushed the straps off her shoulders and I could see her in the mirrow and so could he. My best friend was left standing there as she walked to the bed. He hurried to remove his clothing and was now down to his boxers. I could tell my wife was feeling fine from two glasses of wine and the campaign. They were both laughing - me too. The laughter reduced the embarrassment and tension of the moment.
So I went right to work giving them instructions, which really felt weird tellling my best friend how to embrace my wife and make it look real. I mean seriously they, at this point, needed little direction. They were almost on auto pilot. My wife’s breast kept poping free from the sheets and she kept covering them as they made different positions for me. I know my best friend had to have an erection, you could see it bulge up in the sheets and my wife I think felt it as they hugged and kissed.
When I was done I decided I wanted a couple more shots. I couldn’t help it. In my mind I wanted more and though maybe I would even join them. I told my best friend to lay on top of my wife and hold her breast so the camera couldn’t see more of their bodies to just about thier waists. It didn’t really take much convincing. My wife giggled again and ask me if that was really what I wanted. I nervously nodded yes. So she boldly exposed herself and held the sheets up for my friend. At this point I saw that they had both removed her panties and his boxers. They were skin to skin and I saw that my friend had a huge erection.
I was shocked but said nothing trying to act professional. I arranged the shot with the sheets just discretly showing a little skin and I even moved his hand to exactly the right spot to cup my wife’s breasts perfectly so her nipple would not show. Which as I arranged it, left his fingers covering right on top of her nipples. At this point my wife made eye contact with me as he arranged himself on top of her.
Then suddenly I saw her eyes roll back and her mouth gape open. My mind was racing and I wondered if he had penetrated her. I quickly began shooting images again. I made several photos then told my best friend to slide down three of four inches. I made more images then told him to move up five or six inches. That’s when I became sure he was inside her. She gripped the sheets and and gasped for a breath so deep and held her breath as he moved forward.
In a half a second or so she opened her eyes to look at me and I knew this was her moment, their date, not mine.
So I acted like my battery had died. So lame.
I told them I would be right back. But they knew it would take me at least 12 or so minutes to get to my car in the parking garage and 12 or so to get back. They had at least 20-25 minutes. I mean it was only fair of me to give them an opportunity to finish what I had started. So I left not appearing to hurry.
As I closed the door I heard my wife moan really hard. So instead of going to the parking garaged I stood there outside the door listening to my best friend and my wife have sex. After 10 minutes the elevator down the hall arrived and I started walking away so it didn’t look like I was eavesdropping to the couple from the elevator. As I got to the elevator and they past our room I heard my wife scream as she came. They kind of freaked and hurried to their room. I went to the bar.
I had a shot of whiskey and the bartender asked me where the models were. I said they were busy. He laughed and said he would be busy with her too if he was that guy, as he added how perfect her tits looked. That was intence and he noticed my uneasiness and gave me another pour on the house. When I went back to the room. They were dressed and seemed perfectly alright, as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred.
My best friend left. My wife decided she wanted to go to the bar. On the way down she said she wanted more towels in the room and walked to the front desk to tell them. We then went to the bar to the delight of the bartender. Who poured our drinks on the house. He got an eyefull as my wife’s breasts were showing off wonderfully. She kind of teased both of us right there in public.
After our second round we went back to the room. Where I discovered that the bed had been remade. We made love and nothing was ever said.
But I was hooked and still am. I decided to tell them the editor loves the images and that the editors want to use the same models. What is even more amazing is that the editors have said just that, they loved the images and they would like to do three more shoots. Each one progressively more clear on their personal intimacy. They are also tripling the modeling fees to $1,500 per hour.
So, now I am in a position to have been told by my editors, I will need to use the same models, my best friend and my wife, as models for the next chapters of arranging for my deeper and more complete cuckolding and paying them to do it. -FH
I have been seeing a married woman behind my wife's back. My wife is a cute Asian, and my lover is a hot Brazilian (Amy). This has been going on for many years now.
We don't get to see each other often,....only a few times a year, so when we do get together, it's all about sex. We've had internet sex while our spouses are in the next room. It's gets us off.
The last time we were together, I called my wife and put her on speaker phone and talked to her as I screwed my gf. On her back, naked, legs in the air I was deep inside of her as I placed the phone between her breasts. I talked to my wife about stupid things, while I rammed in and out of my gf. The look on Amy's face as she forced herself to be quite was priceless. The situation was incredibly exciting and Amy and I came together - she spread her legs wide as I ejaculated into her pussy. For a moment, it was difficult to say anything, but I quickly told my wife that I had to hang up and I let myself flop exhausted onto Amy. She went back to her husband with her panties soaked with my leaking come. I went home with my crusty cock. Later, my wife went down on me until I spilled into her mouth - all the time thinking of earlier that day.
We are planning anther meetup next week. This time, she will be calling her husband instead.
I know that people with think this is scummy, but it's difficult to stop - and we don't care what they think.
I m a girl who was very obedient to her parents then i found a guy on fb we are in same city. he send a req to me and i accepted.. after some tym num exchanged nd al that... now we have a 4 year relationship.. before 3 nd half year i called him from my friend num becuz my mobile batery was end... nd today i came to know that he has a relation with her for the past 3 nd half years.. i gave him 4 years of my lyf... i took a huge stand for him infront of my parents for him.. i am a daughter who live a life just like a princess.. but this man broke me into billions of pieces... when he was catched.. he simply said it was just a tym pass.. i want to get marry with u nd his mother was like.. so what if he had a relation with other girlz.. the thing is u will be his wife.. nd he is a man a man can do these all things at this tym my parents support me.. they said me to forget him... they are still with me nd i m blessed with such a kind heart parents... he want me to forgive him but how can i forgive a man who cheated me from the start of our relationship so i just left him yesterday,nd i just want to say to all boys that for god sake if u are comited than plzz. stop doing such kind of rubbish stuff becuz ur girl has a billion of hopesss from you nd it is really difficult for her to leave u,, but she has to do it because u force her
AND MY MESSAGE FOR ALL MOTHERS IS KINDLY TEACH YOUR SONS TO ACT RESPECTFULLY..how can u forget that u also have a daughter.. what if someone else do the same with ur daughter...
DONT HELP HIM TO SPOIL THE LIFE OF OTHER GIRLS.. instead of teach him to give respect to girlss.. .
#sex #wife #confession
Last week my sons hot young girlfriend did her laundry at my house. While they were upstairs, i walked into the laundry room and found a pair of her panties. I lifted her silky little size 2 to my face and inhaled her musky sent. I could just imagine how wet she was when wearing these. I was so intoxicated with the sent I could not help but to take them into the bathroom. The gusset was small but it had a slit in-between the silky material and and the cotton. I proceeded to pull down my pants and slip my rock hard penis into the gusset. It stretched just enough to allow me to literally fuck it. It felt so good that soft material slowly grasping me! I came within a few minutes drenching the panties with my cum. I put the panties back in the basket with out anyone knowing. Today she is here at my house and I can see the top of those panties peaking out the top of her jeans. Rock hard again! "I need to take care of something". Damn I love her panties!
My wife and I just returned from a cruise and one day when we were both nude on the bed in our cabin I took pictures of her while she was nude and she didn't know it. i have posted these pictures on various internet sites and want to jack off while I'm looking at them.
Taking a trip overseas with my wife. I told her it’s for a show and antiquing in the city she’s always wanted to see and we are doing that, but it’s partly to get her close to a Red Light District in the midst of all the debauchery and sex and lust and see if she can break out of her conservative mold.
First night there I’ve arranged an erotic massage for her, she has no idea. He’s very attractive and fit, it will be late at night in our hotel and I’ll step out to head to the bar. I’ve told him to try to push the limits with her, obviously he needs to read her signals/consent but that he has my absolute permission to tempt her and stroke every inch of her body. She’s very receptive to massage, gets her arouses, and I plan to get her tipsy beforehand. I’ll be recording it on my phone and I hope when I come back that she’ll be flush with excitement, arousal and maybe even a little guilt as we make love. Then it will hopefully open her to hearing my sinful desires like swinging and masturbating to porn together and going to strip clubs (for her and me). Now if all I get is rejection, I’ll nod and say “ok honey” but secretly I’ll arrange to visit a strip club and erotic massage during her spa appointments. I’ve researched several places and I can totally get off with a lovely babe rubbing her tits on me and grinding me or jacking me off until I cumming all over myself.
I honestly prefer a new sexual beginning for my wife and I but if that’s not going to happen…well, it will be a new beginning for one of us.
Addicted to sniffing used panties
I don't how it came about but for years now I have been sniffing used panties which turns me on real hard I just love the aroma that they produce when there fresh and the women I chose were clean I had to pick when where and at the right time to get them right I have sniffed a few of my auntys my mums sisters a couple of thems panties and they are so yummy mature women my auntys are I would wait until everyone's off guard know where there dirty washing is who Evers house I'm at find the panties have a good sniff crotch only right where the pussy had been allday and all night and leave so releaved and look at my auntys thinking how good they smell etc etc never been caught one of my cousins I lived with washing use to be in bathroom so I always went for a shower after her had the whole time I was in there to live my fetish she was so good down there my girlfriends mother I smell hers uhm her sister her brothers girlfriend I can't stop I love it
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