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I've been using prostitutes for 30 years and have relations with over 5,000 young women. I've spent an untold sum. Street girls and escorts in 4 countries I've resided. I don't do sex tours or brothel houses. I'm NOT proud of this and more importantly I know why I do it and where it stemmed from in my maturation.
I'm considered attractive with a really toned physique even at 54, so I pass for a permanent 35. I was blessed with never looking old. Unfortunately, women my age can't keep up with me sexually in regards to endurance or physicality so I need younger girls. I'm constantly always asked why I pay for sex by young working girls themselves and I never tell them the truth...I love NSA sex. It's selfish but relationships are difficult for me to maintain and I always resort back to mongering. But moreover, I'm an undisputed sex addict.
In particular, a cunnilingus addict. I've mastered techniques over the years since it started finding my father's porn cards of guys performing orally on women when I was 12. I had a cousin who was 14 and wanted to see what it felt like so I went down on her regularly for 2 years. No one ever knew.
I carefully seek out specific girls who love receiving oral sex. I'm obsessed with thoughts of tongue-fucking virtually every pretty girl I see all the time and I act out on it by buying company.
Prostitutes are the perfect outlet for me. I've met hundreds of really sweet girls who were positive and loved my performance. That's the turn-on for me., but I've NEVER abused or mistreated anyone. I like the intimate contact of oral sex and 69. Inherently, most prostitutes are more vaginally conscientious than regular girls because their income depends on it 365 days-a-year...but I admit to eating out really pretty street girls for hours in all situations - sleeping, drunk, passed out, high, talking to their mother on the phone etc. I think I love the empowerment I get when a woman repeatedly cums in my mouth over and over.
Medically, I'm 100% so I've been lucky but now as I get older, my desires grow stronger...I don't want to use medication to curb my thoughts but I can't stop performing long, passionate oral sex on women...
I am a prostitute and I run an entire 'escorting' business. I didn't need the money; I'd been a self-harmer and suicidal for years so I did it out of self hatred, and now I have a business so I can't really get out of it. The most disgusting parts about this are:
1) I have a girlfriend and she doesn't know anything about my business or the people I've slept with
2) I aren't actually 18 yet, unknown by my clients...
I would like to confess that I am ashamed of my boyfriend. Don't get me wrong, he is a very attractive, good-looking guy and he is charming and funny and he has a well-paid job. The problem is his basic general knowledge, or more the lack thereof. And believe me, it sticks out rather quickly when you get to know him.
We take part in trivia night with some of our friends every couple of weeks and it is just so embarrassing to watch. He does not know any of the answers, but is almost always the first one to blurt out a wrong answer. He never heard of the tide, he has no idea what insolvency is and he thinks that Major Tom is some famous mayor of a big city.
He's the mockery in our group of friends, even though they are all kind to him. I always try to take his side though and tell them that he is good to me and that he has a secure job to provide for me.
But... well, the last couple of weeks I often found some excuses why he cannot come with me to visit my family and stuff. He embarrassed himself in front of my whole family as well when he told my dad that he wanted to see tigers when going on safari in Africa. Yes, I know, there are worse things out there, but I think it is embarrassing that he does not know that tigers do not live in Africa, but in Asia?!? How can he not know that....
I just can't stick with him and defend himself in front of my family all the time. My family is made of academics and general knowledge is very important to us...
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I try to make my boyfriend angry because he said proudly announced once that no one and nothing can make him upset.
It's my new challenge to show him otherwise. :-)
#angry #boyfriend #upset #challenge #proud #funny #confession
Even my own family is torn. When the pandemic started i started too. My IQ is higher than most. I'm also neutral on many things.
So i contacted politicians; news; etc. on many levels. I tried to offer thanks; encouragement; & advice. I tried to get them to all work together for our common good. I think a few listened. I also ticked off at least one reporter.
Theres a democrat who is running. I want him to win. So i tried to play mind games. Tried to get him to see why a majority will probably vote against him. He's the best choice. So if he had listened; compromised; spoke a lot on key issues to the majority & showed his support; while not talking much about where they disagree; i think he could have won. But he didnt listen to me. Probably thinks I'm a typical goof. So he will probably lose.
Now for my family. The riots. Did you watch the man choked to death? Hear him begging? Sure; he resisted some. They may have suspected drugs. Its a dangerous job. But they got him down & arrested. They had multi cops present. They could have easily helped him up; put him in the cop car. Sure; maybe they were waiting for an ambulance. But you can't keep a knee on a kneck that long. Sure: the crowd may have annoyed & distracted the cop. I don't know everything yet. But i know enough that i want that cop charged & convicted of something. I feel we must change our laws. Force the other cops to interfere if one cop gets out of line like that & enough are present to alter things. We can't have a human choked to death for spending a fake $20.
Well; my family is very diverse. My step dad is ex-special forces. Volunteer everything. Fire/EMT/cop; so he sides with cops. A niece dates only blacks & has sweet black son. They are not agreeing on things.
I tried to play peace maker. I pointed out that we need the peaceful protests to bring awareness & change laws. This made him mad. Should only have protests in that city. I said no; need it in more to force change.
But; i said must enforce they quit early & go home; so you can then concentrate on the nasty types that show up to rob; hurt; & kill. For those types we need a heavy hand. If local politicians & cops can't contain it; then roll in the Guard. We can't have shop owners beaten; security guards killed; & small business people wiped out. We must seek change; but in a civil manner. Otherwise; we become divided.
I pointed out to my step-dad that a black security guard killed a nude unarmed white 130 lb teen on a college campus in a southern state (South Alabama). It was also caught on video; yet the guard was not found guilty of anything.
Well. He defended the security guard without even knowing the case. Said i don't know all the facts. I said i studied the case. The guard should have been found guilty of something. Maybe a small charge. But something. How can we trust people with guns when a tiny person in the nude unarmed is shot dead for being high & acting nuts? If he were armed or had tried to kill someone, or grabbed the guards gun, then I'd change my mind. But he didnt.
But neither person list
ened. Step dad just defended the guard; assuming he's innocent. My step dad is a good man. But he assumes all cops are good because he is.
Meanwhile; my niece thinks all white men are racists. All cops are racists. She complains she had problems with cops when alone. She looks white. How is that racism? She thinks my step-dad is racist. He let's them live in his house for free. I know for a fact he risked his life to save a black woman. He's been shot for this country. Ive seen him speak out against racism. He just loves his fellow emergency responders. But she still sees him as racist.
Funny thing; during Rodney King riots we lived in gang part of big inner city. While getting groceries a group of black males approached us. They apparently were too young to remember. I held her in my arm & her sisters hand as the males surrounded us. One had a gun in waistband. Theg called us racist names & threatened to kill us in broad daylight. Got intense. Yet here she is defending the rioters; saying it takes the riots to change things. Now she's peaceful; & would never do that; but she defends any black misbehavior if its against whites; & calls my step dad racist; even tnough he houses them.
So i tried to be peace maker; but that didnt work.
Then there's the monuments. I'm Christian. Statues mean nothing to me; they are idols. Well; she wants all the Confederate ones removed; they are racist. Ha ha. I ask her why. She sayes they were slave owners. I point out that most CSA soldiers never owned a slave. That the Constitution allowed the south to legally succeed. That the north invaded. That Union troops raped & killed innocent women & children in one branch of our family. Of course most men down here fought. I said ending slavery was the only good outcome. I said you complain how the south is more poor than the north east; well thats because of northern laws that kept the south poor for many yrs. We are just now overcoming it.
So we got in a weird argument. He & I agree; either leave all the statues; or take them all down; including the Union ones. She wants the Union ones left up. I pointed out that Grant still owned slaves at the end of the war; but Lee freed his before the war started. I pointed out Washington owned slaves. Now she wants Grants & Washingtons statues removed; but Lees can be left.
He got mad because he feels no statue should be removed dedicated to soldiers. He also feels the north was justified in invading the south; because America is stronger because we stayed united. I said no doubt. So is Great Britain. But I'm sure the Scots; Welsh; & Irish saw it different when they were being invaded; raped; & killed in ths past. Just like southerers did. But it was way in the past; so who cares now.
I said remove all Union & CSA statues. Put them on battlefields; in museums; or cemetaries. Take them off other places. Then no one from north or south is offended. Nope: he wants them all left where they are; but believes the north was 100% correct. She wants Lees left up; but all slave owners including Grant; George Washington; & Jefferson destroyed (not moved). Both got mad at me.
So i just went back to watching my comedy. Let them fuss about it. But i do comment to people. Try to get each side to compromise. If that seems hopeless; i sometimes just try to annoy them. If your being hateful & help cause division; then i feel you should be mocked & messed with a little. Nothing major; just give you a tiny dose of the crap you shovel out.
Back in school, my mom made me sandwiches which I could eat during break time. The problem was that they were so disgusting! I had to throw them away every time and buy me something to eat...
I haven't talk about it with my mom because I don't want her to be upset.
I was a prostitute for seven years from the age of 16 before I found the man who would become my husband. He met me through the escort service I worked with and he's in his late forties. He has some money but recently he lost his job and to keep the bills paid I offered to go back on the game. Thing is now I've started I can't stop. It was supposed to be a two or three times a week thing, but now I'm seeing two or three clients a day. I've even been for a weekend trip away with one of them and started having bare back sex with regular guys, which is something I hadn't done since I was a teenager. I've had a gang bang and snorted cocaine again. My husband has an opportunity for a good job, but I don't want to give up the sex life I've suddenly rediscovered. His cock was fine for five years but I'm still under 30 and need more than he can give me. Luckily we don't have kids. I know I ought to tell him I intend to keep on the game, but I think he might be hurt.
True story of my naughtiest night ever
This is a totally true story that happened in 2005. No one except the people involved know about it and no one in the world knows it is me except me.
About 15 years ago I went to a fancy dress party on a Sunday night with my then BF dressed as Agnetha from Abba (the blonde one). I was wearing a very short skirt, blonde wig and sparkle make up.
My BF got really drunk and started to act like an asshole and we got into a huge fight, I stormed off and told him I was going home which was around 20 miles away. I couldn’t get a cab straight away so I went to a pub that was inside one of the local Village hotels and stood at the bar on my own, it was about 1130PM by then and the bar was pretty empty.
I noticed 2 guys that kept looking over, nothing special about them but they weren't ugly either.
After about 30 minutes one came over to me and asked if "I was working", I thought that he thought I worked at the hotel at first so was a bit confused and asked him what he meant, he said "how much for both of us?" It took a couple of seconds for it to sink in and then I suddenly realised that he thought I was a prostitute! I imagine it was the way that I was dressed that made him think it.
I was pretty drunk (very actually) by then and still really pissed at my BF, I should have ran but for a reason that I have never been able to figure out I just blurted "£300" thinking that would make him go away, I didn't even earn that in a week then. He just looked at me and said "OK, me and (whatever his friends name was) have to go to a Cashpoint to draw it out, we will be back in 10 minutes". I had every intention of just running at that point but I was also really turned on and a lot scared, which made me even more turned on. They left and I just stood there, drinking even more and wondering if they would come back.
After about 10 minutes they both returned and the one that had been quiet before came over and asked if I had a room there, I was so nervous at this point that I lied and said yes (I figured that if they thought I was registered there and was with someone else then there would be less chance they would hurt me!) but that there was another girl with me and she was in there.
Short guy had a room as he was visiting tall guy who lived locally so suggested that we went to his room, that was the longest short journey I have ever done. As soon as we walked out of the bar into the hotel corridor and were out of site of the staff he handed me £300 in cash, all in £20's and it dawned on me that not was this only real but that I had no condoms! I told them that I was just going to pop into the ladies room to count (he actually looked quite insulted about that) and to wait outside. I went in, went straight to the condom machine and bought a pack of 10 with the change I had in my handbag before popping into the cubicle to check that all was fresh "down there" :) I was incredibly turned on by this point and was already really wet but I still couldn't believe that I was going to go ahead with this!
They actually looked a bit surprised when I came back out, I think they thought that I was going to climb out of a window! We carried on up to the room and not one word was spoken all the way there. One woman came into the hotel corridor just before we went in to his room and looked at me as exactly what I actually was, a cheap hooker!
I wasn't sure how it was supposed to start but that was quickly resolved by the first guy that had spoken to me taking off his T-shirt and starting to take off his jeans, which prompted the other guy to do the same, in what seemed like seconds they were both naked and both hard, they were both quite athletic and both had decent sized dicks, about average from my experience.
The taller one of the two came over and pushed me into a sitting position on the bed and pulled my head towards his cock, I was actually going to do this and just like that for the first time in 3 years I had another mans cock in my mouth! He pushed me back so that I was lying down and kneeled over me, while he was slowly fucking my face his friend had pulled down my skirt and knickers and was eating me out, I genuinely thought I was going to explode! I had never done anything like this before, had certainly never been with 2 men and here I was being paid for it! I felt the shorter one move away and thought that he was about to fuck me so I mumbled "condoms, handbag" as best as I could with a mouth full of cock! He got them but it turns out that he wasn't ready for that, he wanted what his friend had been getting. The taller one climbed off me and they took the opportunity to take off the rest of my clothes, I was now fully naked, in a hotel room in front of two strangers and I was being paid to fuck them!
They stood side by side and had me get on my knees on the floor to suck them both, it was totally and utterly surreal swapping from cock to cock like some porn star. Almost without warning the shorter one grabbed my head (I think he was about to cum!) and pulled my blonde wig clean off!! That had all of us burst out laughing and stopped everything in its tracks for a few minutes, I took the hairpins out of my own blonde hair (shorter than Agnethas wig!) and the next thing the short one had his cock straight back in my mouth whilst the taller one watched. I wasn't really blowing him a such, it was more that he was fucking my mouth and I knew what was coming as he got faster and faster, he dug his fingers into my head so hard that it actually hurt a little bit and then boom, he shot his cum right into my mouth. I have never really been a swallow kind of girl, I normally spit it out but I had no choice with this guy as he still had hold of my head and I swallowed this complete strangers cum in front of his friend!
As soon as he had finished he pulled his dick out of my mouth and it was instantly replaced with the tall guys, I couldn't believe that I had just swallowed a load of cum from one cock and seconds later I had another one on my mouth. Tall guy didn't last long either and before I knew it I was swallowing his load as well, 2 loads of cum from 2 different guys in minutes!
Things calmed down for a few minutes then, I honestly think that they thought that as they had both cum that was it, maybe it is with an actual prostitute I have no idea but I was so turned on at that point there was no way they were getting away with it that easy!
Within minutes I had sucked them both back hard again and this time I was going to get some enjoyment for myself. I practically dragged the taller one over to the bed by his cock and returned the favour from earlier by pushing him back onto the bed and going straight down on his now rock hard dick, my ass sticking in the air ready for his friend. I felt the bed sink under his weight as he climbed on and from behind he pushed my legs further apart, I was now so turned on that I was actually “aching” down there, like an intense itch that really needed scratching, I really, really needed fucking! I felt him rub his dick against my now dripping pussy, flicking against my clit and up and down my lips, I’m sure that he was enjoying it but I just wanted him in me so badly. I felt the slight pressure against my hole and then the bliss as he slowly slid in, it felt like being slowly filled with something that created an immense sense of pleasure and tingling and a sense of euphoria as he went in with that initial rush through my body that I always get during sex followed by that sense of being “full” as he fully entered me. He could never have known but doggy is by far my favourite position and the one thing I love is exactly what he was doing, he had my hips gripped tightly in his hands and was not only pounding me but pulling me back onto his cock with every thrust, I was in heaven. It was getting hard to concentrate on tall boys cock with short guy doing such a great job and I was afraid I would end up biting him! He turned slightly on the bed so that he was now sideways to me which I then realised that he had done so that he could reach my tits while I was blowing him, that was it for me, I was in heaven! One cock filling me from behind, one in my mouth and now my very sensitive nipples being toyed with, I came like I have never come before or since. It was so intense that I actually felt light headed and had to bury my face in tall boys stomach just to stifle the scream! This set short boy off and he really started to pound at me, his balls banging off my now very sensitive clit and that wonderful feeling of fullness just getting warmer and better. I put tall boys cock back into my mouth and now really went for it, like a deranged woman! He didn’t last long and within a minute or so had shot another load deep into my mouth but this time I was in charge and I did something else I have never done, I took his cock out om my mouth while he was still spurting and let him shoot the rest over my face, I have no idea why but it was so horny! When he had finished cumming I put him back in my mouth and cleaned every drop from his still rock hard dick. This set off short guy and I really felt the last 4 or 5 aggressive thrusts followed by him pulling me into him so tightly I thought he was trying to spear me! I could feel his cock pulsating in my pussy as he came and it occurred to me that I hadn’t actually seen him put on a condom! I realised pretty quickly that he had as I didn’t get the feeling of additional warmth or the increase in pressure that I usually feel when a guy cums inside me, I must admit I was actually a bit disappointed.
Within minutes they were both ready to go again, with a little help from my newly enthusiastic blowjob skills, they were definitely going to get value for money! This time they swapped places with tall guy lying me on my side and lifting my leg up to fuck me while short guy lay alongside me so I could suck his cock. When tall guys cock went into me I could feel straight away that something was different, I couldn’t quite place what but as I looked down between my legs I could see that he hadn’t put a condom on but at this point I just didn’t care, the site of this total strangers cock sinking into my soaking and aching pussy was just complete bliss. He reached down and started to rub my clit with his thumb and that just drove me over the edge, I was having what felt like continuous little orgasms over and over again. The only down side of all of this activity was that my jaw was really beginning to ache! I had never suffered from an aching jaw due to an overdose of blowjobs before I took his cock and started to wank him off as fast as I could, licking the head every so often and squeezing his balls with my other hand. Before long I felt him tense and knew what was going to happen next, I didn’t slow down at all and literally aimed the head of his dick into my open mouth until he shot his load straight into my face and onto my tounge before giving him the cleaning treatment. This was obviously too much for tall guy and I felt him tense up as he was about to cum. I actually wanted him to cum inside me but at the last minute he pulled out and came all over my hips and stomach which like a total slut I happily rubbed into my skin.
I spent the next 3 plus hours being fucked on all fours whilst sucking the other one off, riding one while his mate stood over him and got sucked by me, getting fucked missionary while the other one knelt by my head and fucked my mouth, getting fucked in the ass (I had only ever let my BF do that once and with him I hated it, not this time though!) and shorty even mentioned trying a double penetration (one in my pussy, one in my ass) which I was game for but the tall one didn't want to get that close to the short ones cock! I think we ended up using around 8 of the 10 condoms (I let them take them off so they could cum on me or in my mouth after fucking me to remove the temptation of going in “bareback” again) and I swallowed another 3 loads of cum from each one of them, I had taken 10 loads in one night and it was the first time I had ever seen a man “run dry”, I managed to empty both of them!
I lost count of the amount of orgasms I had and the whole thing only came to an end when my phone rang, it was my BF who had obviously only just drunkenly left the party!! I obviously didn't answer but used that as my reason to get dressed and leave, they were both pretty much worn out and done by then anyway and we had been “dormant” for 20 minutes or so. Short guy asked for my number and I gave him a completely made up one and the last thing that they both said was that was the best money that they had ever spent! To be honest I had completely forgotten about the money at that point, that was just a pleasant side effect.
I went back down to the lobby and called a cab, the receptionist giving me the same look as the woman in the corridor had done earlier which wasn't surprising, it was now about half 3 in the morning and I probably looked like I had been fucked for the last 3 hours, I could still taste cum in my mouth and I knew I had it all over my skin, I did wonder if she could smell it on my breath!
I got a cab back to my parents (I've always had a key and a room there, I used it when I had arguments with my BF), went straight to bed and the next day cleaned up and simply told him that he was a dick and that I had gone straight there from the party. He didn’t get any off me for a week which he thought was because of his drunken rant but the reality was the next day I genuinely felt battered and bruised, they had fucked me into exhaustion! He only lasted a few weeks after that, mainly because he was a drunken dick.
That is my confession that I have not told anyone, ever!! My one night as a £300 a session whore and to this day thinking about the entire thing still really, really turns me on. I have never considered doing it again but I don't regret doing it either.
The reason that I have now chosen to tell it was the fact that I actually saw “tall guy” again about a week ago! He was in Asda about 1/2 a mile from the actual hotel where it happened with a woman that looked like she was his wife. I hadn’t been back to the area since that night as I had no need to but found myself there for a work related trip and popped in to buy some shopping. He walked past me without even registering which didn’t surprise me, I am 15 years older, now have my hair back to its natural brunette colour from the bottle blonde that I used to be, I wear glasses and of course there was the Covid masks. I wouldn’t have actually realised it was him had he not taken off his mask to talk to his companion about whatever item it was that he was looking at on the shelves. I deliberately stayed in the same aisle for 30 seconds or so smiling to myself and sneaking a glance thinking “you fucked the living daylights out of me, you fucked me in the ass, I swallowed your cum 5 times and you paid me £300 for the pleasure”. I was getting wet right there and then in the aisle of Asda!
My now husband (not the same BF I had back then) got his brains fucked out that night all whilst I was secretly fantasizing about having two cocks again, I regularly get him to use a rubber cock on me while I am blowing him and it is because of that night. No one would ever believe that I was capable of doing what I did, I have a respectable job, family and public persona that just wouldn’t fit that type of behavior and I love the fact that I know completely different, that I literally can and have been a complete cum slut
Hi confessing again. I (25F) am still head over heels for my cousin (24M) and I don’t give a single fuck about it. I don’t care at all. No number of persons living or dead can make me. I want him to sit on my face and I want him to fuck me while he chokes me out and then bring me back just to choke me out again. I want him to spit on me and call me a disgusting fucking redneck backwood slut and I want him to break my nose and give me a black eye while he pulls my hair and twists my nipples. I’m too disgusting and I don’t fucking care because I know that it’s just I, Me, and Myself so no one, not even God herself can judge me. He’s coming to visit me this summer so I hope we hang out and get fucked up on weed and drinks so he can take advantage of me.
One time in class the professor was super upset. A boy had just yelled at her in class, and she was clearly on edge. I muttered something under my breath and she yelled at another girl and kicked her out. The girl tried to deny it, but the professor threatened to have the police escort her out if she didn't leave immediately. This girl got thrown out of class because of me. Horrible right?! I thought of confessing that I was the culprit, but I really needed to be in class.
When I was 15, I got asked to be in my cousin’s wedding—my first time as a bridesmaid. Our tea-length bridesmaid dresses had a low, scoop neckline that wasn’t especially revealing on the three older, smaller-chested bridesmaids who barely had any cleavage but, on me, it bared my rather big and blindingly white boobs to anyone who cared to look—which lots of guys did, and I could do nothing about. (Mom had bought me a pretty lace push-up bra and panty set for the occasion.)
The groomsman I was paired with to escort me down the church aisle was 30, big-muscled and really good looking. My boyfriend (16) and my parents were also at the wedding, but my groomsman kept checking me out anyway, especially my embarrassingly jiggly boobs, and it made me feel both self-conscious and kind of sexy.
After the reception dinner, my boyfriend (who didn't really know anyone) wanted to ditch the wedding stuff and use the hotel pool, but I was obligated to stay, where I danced and flirted with my muscly groomsman, pressing my rather exposed boobs against his chest during the slow dances and feeling his reaction as he got hard down there, grinding me a couple times. I got served champagne by waiters fooled by my boobs and bridesmaid attire into thinking I was 21, and ended up a little tipsy. My new friend amused himself by slipping cold ice cubes from his whiskey down my cleavage when no one was looking, then snuck me up the elevator to his room where we got naked and into his bed, ready to get to know each other better.
I thought we might have a quickie, but he took his sweet time with me. Pinned underneath him and probably half his weight, I wasn’t going anywhere, though I worried my absence at the reception would soon get noticed. He feasted on my boobs like he hadn’t just had dinner, then fucked me for well over an hour without using any protection. I had always made my boyfriend wear a condom, but had to admit it felt damned good and more intimate without that artificial barrier between us. His big-chested, broad-shouldered physique and all those rippling muscles were a refreshing change from my boyfriend’s slim build, and his reproductive equipment was a lot bigger and thicker, too. He went deep into me, filling me up, and I climaxed with him right away.
He kept going, and it was fun and intense and I got a few more orgasms out of the deal, and then he worked up to a strong, sweaty finish and finally came inside me just as I was coming, too. I felt him throbbing, then the weird, wild sensation of him shooting semen into me without a condom—it felt intimate—and I was glad I’d made him come, and that we came together. Sharing an orgasm with him made me feel like we were bonded, and we stayed in bed, kissing and squeezing each other. He got hard and wanted to fuck me again, but I feared I might already be in trouble, so I slipped my sweaty bod out from under him and gathered my dress and underthings and put myself back together, fighting him off all the while as he kept pulling me toward the bed.
Back in my dress and downstairs at the reception, I rejoined my mom and my aunt who, noticing my damp, messy hair and sweat-soaked boobs, asked if I was having a good time, figuring I must have been doing a lot of dancing. My timing was perfect as my boyfriend had just returned when the pool closed for the night. I felt naughty and kind of sexy knowing I had this guy’s sperm still swimming inside me, some of it leaking out and running down my thigh, though nobody noticed.
I worried a little that my boyfriend would somehow find out, and worried a whole lot more when I missed my next period, got a test and found myself pregnant. But I was a lucky girl and miscarried a few weeks later, and my parents and boyfriend never knew a thing! I never told anyone (until now), and still fondly remember my hookup with the hot groomsman on that wild wedding night seven years ago.
I am a 46 year old CD. I am Bi and my girlfriend knows im a Bi crossdresser. She has in fact pushed my head down to suck a cock she had just fucked. She ends up getting knocked up by her lover and looses her sex drive. I get dressed 3-4 times a week and go to the adult theaters or CL to hook up with men. A few weeks ago I had been completely sissified by a bbc. When he left I still needed more cock. I went and walked the street as a hooker. I turned 6 tricks in 10 blocks and made a few hundred bucks. Now I want to do it all the time
I'm 23, I'm a horrible person. Jane, is a girl from highschool I humiliated and forced into prostitution, I live with her. She is forced to have sex with 12 different men a day, sometimes more. She's 23 as well, and she has given birth 3 times. I raise her beautiful children as my own, two girls, and one baby boy. Jennifer, Kylie, and Russell. I love them all, and I want Jane to stop, but I can't bring myself to apologize to her, tell her I'm sorry for hurting her. But she doesn't love her kids, she hates them. I've given her breaks, but she keeps doing what she's been doing. She's a horrible person, not me. I live with her and her kids in a two room motel, that I pay for using her money. She comes home just to get condoms and food, then she leaves. She's a crackhead whore, and I'm kicking her out tomorrow.
My boss (m54) keeps sending me (f23) racy emails. He keeps asking me to suck him off under his desk or tells me that he wants to fuck my brains out. I don’t reply, I just pretend I don’t see them. I’m afraid he’ll call me into his office soon and I’m not sure if I should hook up with him. He looks like he’d know how to treat me right but he’s married. What should I do? Someone help please.
i wanted to something so great so my parents can say i am proud of you my son . as i am not good at many things but i know i am very much good at my work and i am doing it with all my heart and doing really great my manager and other team member complimented me about my work many times but in returns i didn't get good appraisal and some time they cancel my leaves and all it's heart me a lot. sometime i think it's not my hard work in office that is going to make my parents proud i keep looking the opportunities to do something different but all the time i ended at my work like i am good at this, i can do something great in this.. maybe i am working in the wrong company or under wrong manger coz its been 2 year and they still don't know about my abilities and utilizing me in that way. all they care about constant money is coming not giving the opportunities to younger employees who can really make a difference.
I confess to being extremely proud of being the most sexually experienced and advanced man I know personally at the age of 31. I'm better at sex than any man I know, women can tell also, trust me.
I have fucked over 225 women, that number is over 300 when you include oral sex and manual sex partners since the age of 14. Due to the fact that I'm hypersexual., competitive, but also a giver and people pleaser.... I always wanted to please women and be the best fuck they've had.
Obviously I have a big thick cock that is my prized possession, but it's really because I know how to use it and athletically perform sex and fuck acts more rhythmically and precise than most men. Numerous women have asked if I was a professional male escort, prostitute, former or former porn star. I'm just an amateur expert and local legend. Reputation is everything and my number is 300+ because I have a big cock and am very good. A lot of women naturally choose me for one night stand and flings.
But why am I so proud of something that certain women and men will judge as repulsive and salacious hedonism???
Because a lot of men are envious and jealous of the women I've fucked and all the mind blowing sex I've had.... a lot of it is effortless and i've made porn themes the plot of my sexual reality. They would trade sexual lives with me if they could, trust me, most men would...
And women who think it's repulsive or highly excessive amount of women will have 2nd thoughts once they see me, hear me, spend time, feel my cock, and eventual orgasms. 9/10 of these never consider anything but natural unprotected sex once they feel my cock.
31/F/Newly single
This was weird and unexpected but was so, so hot:
Last August I’d developed some ovarian cysts. They did an intravaginal ultrasound/sonogram, and it wasn’t a big deal.
At a recheck in January, another intravaginal ultrasound, again - not a big deal.
I went back in May prior to an IUD placement and it was at their other office building. The ultrasound tech was curvy/overweight, late 20’s with long, curly, brown hair and big full breasts. She had the lights down really low in the exam room, and talked in a low, warm, comforting voice.
She left the room for me to undress and get into the gown, then came back in to do the exam. I was on my back with my knees bent, legs slightly spread, and she sat to my right - facing me/the computer, with her right hand using the ultrasound wand inside me (hard and phallic-shaped). It felt so intimate, her warm breast was pushed into my leg as she reached around it, moving the wand inside me. Several times she asked quietly if I was doing okay - I was more than okay! I was so incredibly turned on, I needed it to end but at the same time didn’t want it to.
The exam took maybe 12-15 minutes, where the other ones had only taken about 5. She kept repositioning the wand to get the pictures she needed, perfectly hitting my g-spot. I had my eyes closed for much of it, as the visual of her boobs pressed into me, with her hand between my legs was just too much. I was truly concerned I might orgasm.
I went home and masturbated, and enjoy thinking back on that exam. If I ever have to go back for rechecks I’m going to request that office location.
#masturbation #sex #doctor #exam #sex #sexual #orgasm #hot #inappropriate #horny #bisexual #females #boobs #vagina #lust
For a couple months I got into prostitution, for a while I used to go on a dating site type of thing named meet me and I would tell random old men that I was 18 and send them pictures of me naked, I would send videos of me maturbating in return for money. My first client was a guy named rich, he was about 40, he had sons and he had a wife. The first time I met him we fucked in his car, I didn't even go into 10 minutes of it because I realized how disgusting I felt and I told him to stop.
I've always been an A+ student. Not once did I get a B, not even an A-. Funny story; one time my teacher entered in the wrong grade and told me about it and how I thought I got an F in the class, even though it was a mistake, I started crying my eyes out. I didn't forgive myself when I showed up late to class or turned in a homework assignment 5 minutes late. That's not why I'm writing this confession. I cheat, a lot. I am a university student with perfect grades, and the only way I can get those grades is if I cheat. I will not pass the test, even if I studied day and night for it if I don't cheat on it. That started during my second semester in college and ever since, I've been lazy and discouraged and have no will or reason to continue on with school. The thing is, I know it's wrong, and even if I ever get caught, I will not care whatsoever. But I can't stop myself. I've violeted my trust in myself. My family's and friends' trust in me. The dean of the school and all my professors who have congratulated me on my excellence.
#mistrust #cheating #plagiarism #college #student #professors #work
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