Being forcefully stripped in front of girls was most embarrassing experience for me. These senior boys did just for fun and because girls were there willing to watch. I knew they were going to strip me and would be able to do anything to stop them. Even when it horrified me to have my dick exposed, I couldn’t stop myself for getting an erection. I got held in front of five girls with my hard dick sticking out in front of them. I had never been forced to stand there half naked with girls flicking my dick and grabbing my dick. I felt like had been stripped and left with no secrets to hide. The worst was that I would have to see all those girls every day in my school and embarrasse myself all over again every day. Part of me must have gotten turned on by it, because when pulled my pants back up and walked away, I found out I was dripping wet with pre cum.

I just don’t get it. I know that I am not horrible to look at. I just want to know why this cant happen when I’m single. I cant ask for advise because I already know what to do. But fuck, this is not what happens to me.

While still ready, I wish she’d have her friends come over and use the toilet, humiliating me while some guys from a local gay club would pound my ass without me knowing it, leaving loads of cum in my ass. Then have my girlfriend fill my ass, with everyones piss. Then she’d drain everything out of my ass, all my shit and peoples piss, into a funnel with the end tied to my mouth making me take it all in. I’d then like to get fucked by her 30 inch strapon, making me take every inch in my ass until i scream for mercy, then she can fist my tight ass up to her elbow, slowly sliding her other arm and fist inside it while another friend of hers puts her filthy feet in my face making me lick them clean.

I’m a guy.

Second;

My sister is very very hot, I sometimes imagine and dream of fucking her hard and up the ass, cumming inside of her.

Anyways…

I went over to see my friend at his house for some Friday night drinking and smoking and his sister answered the door. Ben had called to leave a message for me that he had to work late and wouldn’t be back for 3 hours. He asked that I hang with Meggin until he got back.

Meggin and I had a few beers and then smoked a giant blunt of some really epic shit. We got to talking about the attraction we’d always had for each other and one thing led to another and we started making out. Before I knew it we were ripping off each other’s clothes.

She went for my zipper and pulled out my cock and sucked on it like it was the last penis she was ever gonna see.I wanted to fuck Meggin, but didn’t want to disappoint my friend. My hard cock won out, of course, but before fucking her, I thought I’d return the favor by licking her pussy for awhile. She had a hot little ass and I slapped her cheek as I pulled down her panties and tried to maneuver my head in between her hot thighs. OH NO! What the fuck is that smell? I almost puked right then and fucking there. Her pussy stunk like a dead fish on the dock in August. It not only stunk. It really stunk. I had to turn my head away quickly because I could feel the chicken salad sandwich I had for lunch starting to come up my throat. “What’s the matter?”, she asked.
“Nothing”, I replied. I had to get out of there before the smell started burning the hair off of my body.

“Look, Meggin, I’m sorry, but all of a sudden I got a horrible toothache. I have to go. I’m sorry. Tell Ben I’ll catch him tomorrow,” I was zipped up and out of that house in 30 seconds.

Now I don’t know what to do.I haven’t called either of them and they haven’t called me. It’s been two days. I don’t want to lose my best friend, but there’s no way I’m ever going to be able to look at Meggin again.

I’m screwed.

Some of you might say I’m lucky, but hear me out.
I was in love with a girl, we used to be together for a couple of years. Meanwhile, I met another girl, which was as wonderful as my love, but in different ways. She was everything my other was not… So we got together, each of them knew that I was dating the other.

I loved both of them, and they both loved me.
But I got them thru manipulation. That’s what killed my happiness. It is a wonderful thing to be love and be loved by two girls at the same time; but never do what I did. I was making them suffer .

When the doorbell rings, if I’m not expecting somebody, I become momentarily afraid that some form of law enforcement has found proof of the things I’ve watched, and could somehow retrieve them from my computer.

Most people believe I am one of the safe people… The kind of guy that you could leave your children with, and not worry… What would they do if they knew?

Worst part is that I’m a musician, and I end up having sex with random girls after every concert. I do this just because I feel somewhat empty. I know I wouldn’t have meaningless sex all the time if I could have that girl. I wish I could grow a pair and talk to her, instead the only thing my balls are good for is going in random girls mouths. I always feel horrible after I have sex with one of them. I really wish I could go up to that girl and just say SOMETHING I don’t care what I just wish something would come out. Seeing her all day at school really makes for a bad night of meaningless sex.

Her mom is a much better lay than her.

Couldn’t believe it first as she recognized i was in love with her and she called me to her room. i thought she will sentence me or something but she smiled at me and suddenly began kissing me. she was telling, that she wanted it as much as i did, locked the door of the room and began to take of her cloth.

after licking her pussy and she sucking my cock we began fucking on one of the tables. couldn’t belive it. after this, we met several times, even at her’s when her husband, some stupit buissinesman travelling around, who wasn’t able to satisfy her, as she said.

we had an affair until i was 19 and the time, the most bad thing happened. she got pregnant! i felt like a fool ’cause she always tooked the pill, but that was not the biggst problem. this was, as her daughter was born and we had to clear about who’s the father ’cause she ment, she was fucking with her husband at this time.

but it happened as i thought it would: i was the father of the little girl we named cara, as i supposed some weeks before birth. nobody but us two knows, that we had this affair and that cara is my daughter, because her stupid husband even today thinks she’s his child, and that’s what really hurts me, even it is six jears ago from now

so when i was in the pool, the girls were trying to toy with me and all i thought was, that they were stupid bitches. I went to go play some games with them, but then i thought im gonna play a little game on this one girl. So i swam underwater over to her and put my hand on her vagina.

She tells all her friends on me, and the only ones in the pool are my teammates and me, except one of them was going to tell confront the girls. He came up to me and was wondering why i did that. So I told him they were toying around with me so i got them back. I made all my teammates not tell my coach about this so he wouldnt kick me off the team. No one ever spoke about this again.

Over the course of the summer I slept with 4 different guys. Mostly good experiences but it was just sex… no romance, just pure Fuck. September came and I met a new guy, we were so much alike in so many ways that he eventually became my first boyfriend. I liked him, everything was cool at first… then he turned psycho on me. That guy had ISSUES.

I’m a nice guy, i don’t like hurting people, he totally used that against me. He was very mentally abusive with me, he would manipulate me in ways that I still don’t understand. Everytime I tried to brake up with him, but he would take out the “I’m going to kill myself if you brake up with me” card. And more shit like that.

One night he had a party at his house, towards the end of the night, he was drunk and threw fit. He got jealous cause I was flirting with girls. but nobody knew we were dating. We had mutual friends which made keeping it a secret a touchy business, it was part of my tactics, but he wouldn’t get that. He called me names, just saying really hatefull things that I’m not used to hear. so I threatened him to leave and brake up with him (cause c’mon, he had been treating me like shit for 2 months at this point) So he threw me on his bed and pined me, holding me by the neck, he was choking me, begging me not to leave him. I’M 22, HE WAS 19, I am bigger, stronger than him, but I…. its like I couldn’t do anything.

Its then that I thought to myself: “that’s how beaten wifes that still stay with their abusive husbands feel like…”

…. man I erased so much of this from my brain I’m having trouble recalling the events properly, it was so bad.

somehow, he manipulated me into staying. He played with my feelings and my head. Since when do you hear about abused 22 y/o guys… I was so ashamed of myself.

To break up with him, I had to take a break. I visited my parents for 2 weeks, in a town 10 hours away. I sent him an e-mail from there so he coudln’t show up at my door and … I don’t know what he could have done.

In the end it worked. I broke up with him. Today I have a girlfriend that treats me well. I’m happy but still a little shaken. I told my mom and she thinks I should go see a therapist… o.O

One day when we were watching a movie and she fell asleep, she was right next to me and i just kept staring at her tits then i moved my hand and grabbed her left boob, then she woke up. Darn!! i remember that when i was like 6 or 7 i would do what they did on tv make-out. i made out with my sister, we didn’t talk about it but i was only able to kiss her on her neck not her mouth. the longer we made-out the more i got to do, first i was able to grab her boobs from the outside of her shirt then she would lift up her shirt, i was able to grab her bra and some skin. she has really big boobs.

One time, i remember she almost took off her bra, but my mom called her and we had to stop. im 16 and she’s 26, and i can’t stop thinking about how she makes me really hard and how i really want to have sex with her. that’s my confession

Is this normal? I can’t imagine myself doing this to any other man, nor does him. Are there guys who do this?

I think I’ll die a virgin and alone and can’t do anything realistic to change it. Even if I am the only one with this perspective, I am really attracted to girls, even want romance and have lots of crushes on any given time and have tender feeling of love and occasional lust. But I feel we are all indoctrinated to behave one way only in the dating scene, we are just brainwashed by society in the way they want a guy approach to them. I can’t comply to the mating games rules established by media and society, they suck for me. I just want to be natural and have a happy fulfilling real relationship, but sometimes I conclude that women don’t look for averageness on love and sex. They look for adventures risk and pleasures. So I am not able to provide a movie for them cause all I want is simple and real love. I am in big trouble, even considering celibate and even a romance celibate if that definition even exist. Thanks.

Daisy would hike up the back of her skirt and take off her underwear, but leave on her stockings and garterbelt. I’d unbutton my trousers and pull out my fully erect penis.

When she settled down on my lap. she would fully impale her twat on my erection. By the end of “coming attractions”, a couple of newsreels, a cartoon, a Flash Gordon serial, and two movies, I would have ejaculated inside of her four or five times.

It turned out that my dear, sweet Daisy was a very “Fertile Myrtle”, if you know what I mean. Five children in all.

She passed away back in ’91, and I miss her terribly!

And I miss the “Good Old Days” and all those many wonderful trips with Daisy to the moving pictures show!

God Bless You, dear, sweet Daisy, wherever you are!

The only thing is I cant do that… Im a very horny guy and I have a huge sex drive and when Im with a girl I like and we kiss I usually get hard straight away sometimes just from cuddeling. I just want a girl to understand me but I dont even understand myself…

Its been a year now since the relationship and I have had 3 flings one with a 30 year old who I really liked and we got on great but she said we were in different places and she only really wanted me for my cock. The other two were with 2 girls who I dont even like.. I think I just wanted sex and they were easy I didnt enjoy either time and regreted doing it but they still call me n stuff but imtrying to keep away because Im sure they just want to have a quicky.

I havent been on a date in years and Im really lonely, scared to enter the whole thing again because I guess its all just going to end the same way.

I wish I was one of those guys that sticks with his girlfriend for 4 years or more. I think I have so much to offer a girl I am successful and fit, I am quite sensitive and very cheeky but it seems these days when I meet a girl I really want they just want to be friends and end up with some asshole boyfriend.

Last month my best friend of 6 years kissed me in a club, It was really strange, we hadent spoken in months and we finally talked again and ended up kissing. We went out a few times after that and I told her I liked her more than a friend.. I think I loved her but she told me she didnt fancy me. Which I found wierd seeing as she kissed me. We fell out and I havent seen her for 4 months now and I dont want to think about her anymore because it feels like she used the kiss to get back as friends again.

I feel really happy these days and smile alot and try seem open to new girls but no girls really pay attention to me in an affectionate way. I dunno why maybe they can sense the fear I have of fucking things up as usual.

I hope one day that goes away.

I was visiting her for a couple of hours and we were having a pretty good time kidding around. She caught me looking down her blouse at her tits and later looking up her skirt when she was sitting on the couch. After giving me “the look”, I knew I’d better watch myself or I’d be in some big, big trouble!

But I couldn’t help myself – I just had to look! My Grandmother has really BIG tits that just won’t quit and the hairiest cunt I’ve EVER seen! She wasn’t wearing a bra and she didn’t have any panties on either!

Anyway, to make a long story short, she caught me peeking up her skirt again. She made me come over to the couch and stand in front of her. I had gotten all hard and everything and I tried to hide it from her but she grabbed my hands and pulled them away from my crotch. She pulled me in even closer. So close in fact, that she had to hike up her skirt so I could stand there in between her spread knees.

I was scared stiff in more ways than one!

Then she told me to stand still and not to move around. I was totally petrified as she unzipped my pants, reached in and pulled my rock-hard little pecker out!

Then she took out her false teeth, leaned forward and sucked my entire cock into her toothless mouth. ALL five and a half inches of it! OMG!!! I was in heaven!

She had grabbed a hold of both my asscheeks in her wrinkled hands and started moving me forward and back so that my cock was fucking in and out of her sucking mouth.

All of a sudden my balls started tingling and that’s when I found out that my Grandma likes it rough. As I was getting ready to shoot my pent-up load of sperm down her throat, I grabbed her head in both hands and started fucking my Grandmother’s face. I was only 13 but I was face-fucking my own Grandmother like a man possessed!

When I startd cumming, my knees gave out and I fell over backwards pulling my cocksucking Grandmother down with me. I kept fucking Grandma’s face just as hard and fast as I could and pumped my sperm down her throat for another five seconds or so before I passed out.

When I came to, about 4 or 5 minutes later, my Grandmother was down on her knees with her great big tits hanging out of her blouse, and she asked me if I wanted to do it some more.

Over 14 years and 27 gallons of sperm later, my answer is still YES !!!

I have been developing feelings for a member of my family that I know would seem…questionable.

My sister who lives several hours away is gorgeous, stunning and an absolute vision. And every time I think of her i have this constantly growing urge to romance her sexually and romantically.

I want to badly to try and romance her, even though our relation isn’t by blood, she is still a part of my family as though she were.

A part of me feels guilty and spiteful of myself for feeling this way towards her, but at the same time I only wish I could be with her.

After she gave my cock a mushy strokes, she stopped for a moment, then she stared at me for a while. I suddenly felt guilty of what I have done with her. Her innocent-looking eyes were like saying me to stop this nonsense, but her body language conquered what’s inside those eyes and proved me wrong.

She grabbed my member and started to suck. The aura of her lust and desire for me is so strong, as I watched her thrusting my dick like a lollipop and juggling my balls. My lil’ sis, for her young adolescence, turned herself to a woman at that very moment.

“Make come, make me come, please fuck me hard, I want you, I want you right now, quick!”

I didn’t stand a chance against her will, so I readily embraced her to the toilet sink, and positioned her perfectly for a ‘doggy’.

I felt nervous at that instance, aiming to her spot, her wet pussy begging for a penetration..But Bubbles can’t stand the waiting no more, so she grabbed my cock and she speared it right on the spot..!

Then I put my hand on her love handles and started to come..The “Ooh’s” and “Aah’s” began as I deeply come into my slutty sister’s paradise. We both were saying “I love you’s” to each other as we go along..
Then we broke to make another style..

I mashed and ate her breasts like crazy and fingered and fucked all afternoon. While my dick found a new home to her sizzling wet pussy.

We took all of that stolen moments for our desires to be fulfilled. After I fucked her hard, I gave my shot of what my cum tastes like. I let her extract all of its contents like files to WinRar..!

“Ohh…oh, baby..You’re fantastic..I love you, I love you Bubbles..Oh,oh..” I said as she unloaded my cum.

“Yeah..ooh yeah…Fuck me again baby.. Fuck me next time, my lover..”

I didn’t make a promise to her ’cause I don’t want this thing to happen again. But I know, she will haunt me for more.

Luckily for us two, my sexy mom and sister Blossom arrived 7pm. We had ourselves spending time tasting each other and fucked the afternoon long.

We just acted like nothing’s happened as promised.
(To be continued…)

She treats me with so much disrespect that I can barely stand to look at her and it’s all because of money. She covers most of her bills and food. She covers our rent, which a lot of the time I’ll admit can’t pay. I told her I couldn’t pay but she insisted that I move in.

She drives up the credit card and gets upset that I can’t give her any money b/c she’s in the debt she created.

Recently, I just started making some money to help pay rent but she is so evil with how she speaks to me. I’m sick of it … I’m so damn sick of it! I feel trapped like I can’t get out of this relationship without turning my whole life upside down.

I’ve been thinking about cheating, just to hurt her and make her feel like shit; she’s driving me to it.
Although, it would be better to break-up with her; I don’t see the point of her not feeling the way she makes me feel or worse

I want to wait until I make more money and treat her with the disrespect she treats me with, find another girl and leave. I can’t bare to be with her in my success, when she can’t stand by me respectfully when times are bad.

She doesn’t know business is picking up for me financially.

I don’t know I’m not a bad person . . . maybe I just needed to vent on here . . . maybe.

i really like chubby girls, shes kinda chubby. But I need some fat to grab a hold of i want to stuff her until her fat belly is so soft and squishy i could ejaculate.

i want to stuff her and have her pants rip and her shirt buttons pop that would make me so hard, i want to feed her so bad.

[Translation: Portuguese » English]

I love Mia, Marlene and Beatriz. 3 women, which is in common? The fact that they all have gone through a tragedy or several of them in life. The fact that all of them are beautiful, the fact that I do not know how to always be those people that attract me and for me that I love. The fact that love them and feel what they felt over the life of them. I do not know why but all the people that attract me in the beginning and that later in the know are just a Bea, Mia and Marlene. I wonder why I? Why? Because I always loved by such people? Is luxuria calling for me? If that was why I feel it is more than that? I love them both. And I’m completely in the shit. Because my life stops because of it. For more laps I try to give. It attempts to do more to move on. For more initiatives that invention and try to do to forget everything else. Everything ends up wrong. I’m tired of living in that kind of world, where individualism reigns, where each is for you, where nobody is able to look the other and help him. I hate it. When we got the point. I know that I’m alive but I feel that all the dead time. People are dead inside, and I will understand. The Mia and Bea were people who did everything to give life … and failed. The Marlene is another. Why the hell am I love me again, by someone who certainly will end the same way that ended with the other two.

So I finger fucked her behind a children’s splash area, with kids running around. We left and I fingered her again behind some bushes near the playground. She got so wet that we almost fucked, but my sister wanted to go home. So we went home and i fingered her to the point we almost had sex, till my mom came home. She didn’t see us but we had to stop since we were still out in the open.
She left and I sat inside the apartment stairwell licking my fingers….

She was pretty shallow if you know what I mean… Her Gspot wasn’t hard to find.
We broke up after, cuz she was scared that my mom knew… Oh well easy come, easy go. She wasn’t that good.
-Ivez
I’ll be posting more later.

One day a bunch of kids from the neighborhood found me and helped me escape. we had a long adventure together, during which i had to pick sides against my own family who turned out to be totally evil selfish bastards, and in the end we were rich, famous, and still alive. well me and chunk eventually shacked up together and from time to time he will give me blowjobs and/or let me fuck him. i think he just feels sorry for me because even though im free to do whatever i want i still just sit in our basement and watch TV all day (and surf da net, obviously).

Anyways, i just wish god hadn’t made me be born a ghoul and gay and not even have a shot at getting into heaven when i die. it is so depressing that it makes me want to take my life, but i would only end up in a worse situation (hell). so i guess i just have to be happy to be alive and try to stay alive as long as i can. the thing is that when those kids “rescued” me from my family my whole world got flipped turned upside down. And I’d like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I’ll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.

Clearly God has a unique sense of humor, cause I have a hard time understanding how the girl of my fantasies actually finds me devastatingly attractive, cause most your lesser totally hotties never find me attractive enough if at all. Though, it should be noted that this confession and/or complaint is probably temporary. Guess I am used to trusting myself to obtain the best I THINK I am worthy of, rather than letting God bless me with what HE thinks I deserve. I guess I just have to learn to be secure in the fact that God answered my prayer better than I even prayed it.

But what am I gonna do with my own never good enough self image? Think I will pass it to THAT guy, who’s name and number shall remain anonymous. Now, HE gets to possess my never good enough self image. And God tells me that is just fine, cause he needs a wake up call anyway. And you may find this confession a bit cheesy and even offensive or even unbelievable, but that is cause you probably never prayed to God to fulfill your wildest fantasies, so, you are presently stuck living the mediocrity of your dreams. And where is your faith? Probably in the mediocrity of your dreams. And should I prove to you God answered my prayer by showing you a picture of my devastatingly gorgeous wife? No, I will just remind you of how totally boring I look, how uninteresting is my bank account, and how socially retarded I am. Besides, most men have seen pictures of her anyway, but I have not even seen her Playboy spread!

Yes, no lie! I am a mostly dysfunctional and unsuccessful Christian guy, and God sends me a Playboy playmate with a long since misplaced faith. I actually prayed to God, please send me the most devastatingly beautiful, brilliant, and engaging Christian woman in the world, who will find me, ME, totally hot and exciting for the whole of our lives, and GOD SENDS ME A FORMER PLAYMATE!

Well, when I visited my Grandma’s home for Christmas break, my aunt and uncle where living there also. I never met my aunt until the day I visited Grandma. She was hotter than I expected, but she also had hot feet too. Now, I couldn’t just ask her for a foot rub or maybe even worship, so I did the next best thing. At night when everyone was sleeping, I would sniff her shoes and socks endlessly. The stronger the odor the better. Even after she wore them after the family went out sometimes. I feel dirty, but aroused and confused. She’s my aunt, I find her pretty attractive too. I’m kinda sickened by it too, but I fantasize sometimes about rubbing her feet, licking her soles gently, sucking her beautiful toes, and smelling those odors. She’s family and I’m really confused by it. I try to sneak a sniff whenever I visit and it sure turns me on!

And during all this time I’ve been in love with another girl. Another girl that I knew in high school and until this very day, I am still in love with her. Her and I share everything, and I mean everything in common! I know she still has feelings for me as I do for her. But for some reason I cannot break up with my girlfriend. She’s a great girl now, super sweet and rarely ever asks for anything in return for her graciousness, but I feel like she’s just putting on a facade. She’s also brought out a side of me that I don’t even know.

And this other girl, well she is simply amazing. Everyone loves her, she’s everyones friend, and everytime we see each other, it’s like nothing’s changed- we always flirt back and forth in a sort of aggressive kind of way even in front of her boy. I just don’t know what to do. There’s so many factors in this… My best friends don’t even like my current girlfriend.. In fact… they hate her stinkin guts! I had a shot with this other girl before but I think I may have ruined that by now, haha, yeah ruined.

So ne wayz we sexored for 14 hours. at the end of it i was shitting out dickskin cause he must have rubbed off in me.

now i’m all aroused and i’m eating chocolate pretending i’m a girl outta 2 girls 1 cup.

Thats all i have to say about that

By Brad Innes.

I only think about her about 10% of the time when I masturbate, and I like to talk dirty to girls I meet on myspace and send them naked pictures (they love those).

Anyway, I managed to seduce a girl who lives in my building and I think I might have a chance to fuck her. The problem is she doesn’t know I have a girlfriend, so if my girlfriend comes for a visit, then I’m afraid she’s going to find out!

If I AM going to get caught by my GF, I won’t cheat on her, but if I won’t, then I think I would love to!

2 months ago i hired a hooker because i felt lonely. My girlfriend is on another country and we haven’t seen each other for at least 8 months. I didn’t want to get emotionally involved with anyone so i decided to pay a prostitute just to let my inner beast loose.

The day i fucked this slut she felt abnormally attached to me, we exchange numbers and became friends.
One day we talked over the phone and decided to meet to have some drinks and talk. That evening we had sex again and spent the whole night together. Of course without any money involved.

We have been talking periodically over the phone, I know I’m not supposed to fell for a whore, i don’t want to have any feelings for this girl but my fucking brain is giving me a hard time.

The past Saturday we talked and agree to see each other that same night… when i called her she was with a “costumer” and i felt really bad….she told me to call her one hour later…..so i did but she never picked up the phone or return my calls.

Today is Tuesday and i decided to give her a call to check if she was alright…. she didn’t picked up again….i checked online on her website to see if something was wrong and her pictures were gone and when i tried to book her again they pimp told me that she was out of town. I call her from another cell phone and surprisingly she picked up….i asked her what was wrong….and she told me that her mom was in town and that she is not going to work anymore. I ask her whether i could call her and she say no…i will call u…
She only work as a hooker for less than 3 months…or at least that is what i know.

I got feelings for this girl….i know i can do much better…..i have a lot of female friends that i could fuck anytime i want…..i tried not to get involved with anyone but i ended up so much worse.

I’m not going to call her again, but i know i will take some time to recover from this. My girlfriend is coming next month and i don’t feel the same way about her anymore…..after meeting this girl the chemistry on my brain changed and i cant do anything about it.

so we’re at her place, and we’ve polished off like…3, maybe 4 bottles of wine…and i’m to the point that i’m spinning drunk, most likely because i drank most of those bottles…and she’s pretty well buzzed too.

she starts to get a little crazy. like going to emotional extreems in conversation, and we’ll be talking and she’ll slap me right across the face. which i’ll admit, i’m all for a little rough-house…but not in the middle of completely irrelevant conversation, yano?

she starts to crawl on me on the couch, and i just pretty much let her, dont try to push it at all, then she makes out with me as i’m in the middle of conversation, and as soon as she pulls away i start right back where i got cut off. and she starts crying about how she’s not sexy enough for me, *i used to date a few strippers, and she knows it, and i’m pretty sure is very insecure about that fact*

so then she turns up the music and starts dancing for me, and as i’m slightly starting to get turned on, she cuts off and goes and smokes a cigarette. by the time she gets back i’ve already halfway passed out-did i mention i drank like 3 bottles of wine? and she tells me if i’m tired to just go lay down, so i strip down and crawl into her bed, and she comes in like 10 minutes later and strips and says she wants to fuck. normally i would have…except by then i was really starting to get the spins, and the only thing on my mind was holding onto the bed so i wouldnt fall off.

i politely turn her down, and tell her i’m waaay to fucked up and would puke on her…ask me again in the morning, and she starts to freak out. then goes on about how no guy has ever turned her down, about how she’s not sexy enough for me just because she dosent have big fake tits, and is throwing a general fit like a kid who’s parents wont give him candy.

she then lies down next to me, back to me and i try to pull her in close to calm her down, and she lets out a big sigh of disgust and storms off to the kitchen. i dont know how long she was gone, because i passed the hell out…but she wakes me up yelling at me again. i tell her to calm down, and this goes on back and forth for about 20 minutes, then she finally turns off the lights and crawls in bed. then starts crying, or more like sobbing uncontrollably. i try to calm her down, but then have to leave for a minute to ralf, and come back and she’s still sobbing, then goes on to start cussing me out and talking shit, not really to me..but about me like i’m not even there. then more sobbing, and finally i calm her down and we go to sleep.

next morning she apologizes repeatedly for the incident, and has for the last couple nights, and says that she’s really an alcoholic and shouldnt drink anymore, bad shit happens, blah blah blah.
anyways…i still really like her…she’s a great girl, except when she’s drunk, and i only witnessed the one night. and we have great sparks as a couple so far, except that one incident.

any advice please?!? should i cut my losses and kick her to the curb…or try to give her another chance?

I was adopted a few months ago by 2 very awesome people..i love them very much! they have a 10 year old son and 16 year old daughter..the trouble is, ever since the first time i saw the daughter (ill call her “Katie”) i’ve been very physically attracted to her and she’s shown interest in me too.

the other night our parents went out for their 20th anniversary dinner and left us 3 kids alone in the house for the night. “Katie” and i dropped “Nick” (the 10 year old) off at a friends house for a sleepover at 9 o’clock. then “Katie” and i started watching the movie Wedding Crashers in our parents room. When it got to the “hand job scene” at the dinner table, “Katie” noticed that i was aroused and asked if i’d ever gotten one. i said no because i hadn’t. she asked if i wanted one and i said yes. she started just to rub my jeans jokingly and then slid her hand down my boxers and was surprised at my size and then i could tell she was turned on. she unbuttoned my jeans and ripped them off. she had this look in her eyes that kinda scared me but it made me feel really good too. so she started rubbing and sucking me. i didn’t know what to think but then i really started enjoying it. and we made out and had oral sex from about 11 to 1. she then asked if i wanted to go farther and i said not right now. she was fine with that and then we went to sleep in our parents bed.

i woke up at 9 the next morning to find “Katie” completely naked straddling my crotch area and we proceeded to make out more and then she gave me a quick blow job and rubbed her butt up against my penis and said “there’s more where that came from.” then we had breakfast together. she said if i wanted to we could keep having oral sex and maybe more for as long as i wanted to. i really want to because we’re attracted to her but i don’t because i don’t want our parents to find out. help!

As I got older I discovered bondage magazines and 8mm film to feed my fetish. As an adult I tried to induce my girlfriend to try it but was unsuccessful until finally I found a string of lovers who were willing subjects. I was startled to find that it was a common female fantasy and that I was not a “weirdo” for having it.

My favorite session was dressing up a lover as an ardent feminist along with a graphic t-shirt and tight mini-skirt then proceeding to bind her to a chair and gag her while I videotaped the proceedings. I had to mime what I wanted her to act like and what her facial expressions should be. I next hog-tied her and had an assistant videotape me and her struggling on a bed. Close up shots had me biting her ear and licking her neck. I then tied her to a footstool with her ass sticking out which I then spanked hard with a leather flogger.

Next I made her crawl on the floor to where I was sitting on a couch, un-gagged her and made her lick my black boots while I occasionally spit into her face as I pronounced her a “worthless cunt-whore”. I pulled her onto the couch and forced her to suck my cock as I spanked her ass.
I put a dog collar and leash on her neck as I bent over and force her to rim my anus and stick her tongue up it.

I then lay down on the bed, gagged her again and made her mount my cock and fuck. After I had a huge orgasm I dragged her like bad dog to the bathroom floor and pissed on her making sure most of my pee was aimed at her face.

I love binding willing females and making them service my desires. I hope this story will encourage fellow enthusiasts to share.

Clam

The thing is, this dream mirrors how I really feel. I’m in love with my girlfriend, who is always beside me when I wake up from that dream. But I am in total lust with her sister. It’s to the point now where I think about the dream during the day and get excited. So… so… hot!!! I suppose I’ll be thinking of that dream the next time I see her, too. I wish I could tell her about it or even act on it, because I think she is attracted to me. I don’t want to hurt my girlfriend, though.

Last Summer my wife and I went to a Nude Beach in Malibu Ca. My wife knew that I had always fantasized about her going topless at a beach. I think we got a little more than we bargained for… in a good way. After about an hour or two, my beautiful, shy, conservative wife finally agreed to take off her bikini top. I think she only really agreed because there were about a dozen nude men(mostly gay)all around us. She leaned back on her elbows, because she knows this positions her perfectly shaped C-cup tits. Keep in mind, she escaped stretch marks after our two kids. It all just went back in place… thank God!

Any ways, as she lay there with he tits on display a tall black fellow walked up to us to chat. Though he was wearing swim trunks, the obvious shape and length of his penis was clearly visible. He asked us the time and if we come here often.. small bullshit, I know it was just to get a better look. My heart was racing because I wasnt sure how my wife was feeling or how she would react. All of a sudden, the man sits down on the sand next to my wife as he contuned to talk about the beach and the police and other banter that I cant remember.

As he sat there, kinda leaning back on his side, our view of my wifes tits were at eye level as she remained frozen sitting up knowing it was the best position for her tits. Both me and the the man continued our conversation each about 2 feet from my wife, just looking across her chest as to pretend to be looking at eachother. Her tits glowed from the sun. The glisten of the tanning butter on her dark chocolaty nipples made them look like candy. We watched and talked as she shook a fly off her hand, making her tits jiggle like jello!!

After a few minutes of this very subtle yet erotic moment, the guy decides that he is going to take off his shorts because “he doesnt want my wife to feel uncomfortable being the only one naked”. We both laughed becuase we didnt think he was serious. Sure enough he did as he said, and now we see why! As he slides down his shorts, his penis bounces out as the elastic of the shorts clear the tip of his semi erect cock! My wifes eyes were glued to the sight,we both gasped. I had to comment to break the ice. WOW I said.. we all laughed.

He then sits back down and asks if he can use our spray tan lotion. My wife leans over and hands it to him. He sprays a few on his chest and legs … then his cock. he hands the bottle back to my wife and rubs the lotion in, stroking his cock a few times as to rub the lotion in. We both were quiet and watched as he did it… It was like in slow motion.

I said as a joke be carefull with that thing.. as it quickly grew to its full length.. standing straight up. He said to my wife, “go a head give it a couple tugs” … mywife looked at me and said “Im sure!!” in half insulted half giggly way. I knew deep down she wanted to beacuse she couldnt keep her eyes off of it. I said ” go ahead honey” “Its not gonna bite”.. “just a few strokes wont kill anybody”!!! She gave me a strange smirk and leans ovr to her left and strokes him with her right hand. I was soo turned on , already hard, I rubbed my cock though my shorts almost coming dowm my leg.

She stroked away as to be going for the gold. What I thought was to be just a quick couple of tugs, turned out to be this lucky bastards day!!! he leaned back looked up to the sky, rolled his head back and lets out this loud progressive moan as he shot this massive load all over his chest….almost clearly up to his shoulders. It was amazing……. She then leans over and say “ok come on your turn” as in lets get this over with… she reaches in my shorts jerks on it like four times and I explode….. We all lay back on the sand in silence… me and the guy just totally drained.

I’ve never had a girl before, maybe because I’m a little shy and I never asked a girl out… but the problem is that I love this girl, I’ve done so much for her but she will never see me as more than a friend… we always talk about things that we do not tell anyone else. We trust each other. She says that, if she could chose whom to love, she would chose me.

But the thing is that she always chooses guys that don’t give a shit about her feelings, and then she comes crying to me, because they always hurt her….. I can’t understand why she prefers those guys over me…. I always care about her.. I would never hurt her! I want her so much!

Next year she will go to the university and we won’t see each other so often. She will meet someone there and will never love me…….
I can’t think about other girls…. There are some girls interested on me, but I can’t love other girls……

The girl I love is not perfect, she’s not the best one in my school, but i would never want anybody else…. I just want her!

I’m afraid that I am wasting my time and she will never love me. I’m tired of being the best friend, or the “just friend” and being rejected as a lover….. I’m tired……

I’m just a pathetic guy, crying over a girl that doesn’t realize how much I love her and how I would always give my best to make her happy…….

There were a lot of thongs & g-strings in there, but one pair stood out (a very skimpy black lace thong with tie’s at the side). I knew there & then that i just had to sniff them. I sat on the toilet seat and took out my long hard cock & put the gusset of the panties near my nose. The smell of her wet gusset from her moist pussy & the fact that her fanny lips with white discharge on was rubbing where my nose was, was just a massive turn on. I wanked so fast and hard that i shot my load all over another pair of her knickers inside the gusset.

I cleaned myself up and put both pairs of panties back into the basket & went downstairs. Now evertime i see her face, i know that i have come in a pair of her panties, if only it was her pussy.

I personally think we need to stop but we always go back to the same routine and I know for a fact that we both picture it in our heads. I even pictured us naked and in each others arms, calling each other a whore and bitch.

I think it comes from when I was in 5th grade. Me and my friends in my apartment building (male and female) would always play truth or dare. One day I was dared to show all the girls my penis. They all INSTANTLY started to laugh at me. Now to this day I look down at myself thinking my penis is not big enough.

We started dancing VERY dirty, catching the attention of most of the club. Her hands were all over me up my shirt and shit. I was like “Im in there”, yeah RIIIIGHT! After all that I tried to get the digits and she was like “I have a boyfriend” I was like “I have a girlfriend, we have something in common. I dont wanna take you from him.” She says “I’m here just to have fun, thats all.” Now I’m pissed not because she didn’t want to give me her number but I felt like she was being a cock tease. I didn’t show my anger so I put on a fake smile and when it was time for me to leave I told her it was nice meeting her and when I hugged her I smudged CHEWING GUM in her hair. I made sure it was nice and high so that she couldn’t cut it. AH HA.

And yet, the one and only kiss I’ve ever received from a girl was at a “spin-the-bottle” game in junior high.

Why?

Well, partly, because I’m unlucky…as pathetic as that might sound. I was absolutely crazy about one girl in my first two years of high school, and during that time at least two nice girls confessed that they had feelings for ME…not knowing that I was busy drooling after another gal. As fate would have it, I got to know one of these girls quite well over the following year…and I started to feel more and more attracted to her, just as quickly as she began to see us as “just friends”. And so on and so forth.

Partly, I’m quite sure, because I’m a fool.

I can’t seem to develop romantic feelings for a girl until I’ve gotten to know her a bit…which is, coincidentally, when you tend to enter the “friend-zone”. At that point, before it’s too late, you either tell her how you feel or you just slip into a comfortable, painless friendship.

And being a coward and a gutless idiot, I’ve yet to tell a girl that I like her, in said moment.

Now? Again, I’m in my second year of university. My friends have all had multiple relationships, some of which have actually been pretty damned serious. Several of them are now so comfortable with the ladies that they can walk into a club/disco and find a chick to get busy with each and every single time. They know what to say to a girl, how to entertain her, how to please her.

Me? All I’ve got down are the awkward jokes and subsequent silences. The small talk…GOD, I hate it.

Seriously: if a girl walked up to me at a pub, told me that she thought I was gorgeous, and that she wanted to kiss me…instead of jumping up and down for sheer joy, I’d probably be pissing my pants. Why? Because I CAN’T KISS WORTH A SH*T, unless I’ve got a crapload of innate talent for it.

Which of course makes the prospect of going out on a first date even MORE daunting. What am I supposed to do? I’m twenty, getting to first base should be almost AUTOMATIC. Trouble is, the real goal should be GETTING SOME, at this point.

But me? I’d be happy with one, miserable kiss. NO TONGUE, for gawd’s sake, or I might have a stroke here.

You know you’re pretty damned depressing when your hypothetical best-case scenario is some secluded area with a chick so drunk off her ass that she won’t notice what a slobby kisser you are :/

And what gets me is that I KNOW that I’m not repulsive, or ugly, or even unfit. I’m six feet tall, in moderate shape. I’ve been told a few times that I’m not entirely bad to look at.

I dunno…I guess I just wanted to get this off my chest. Hopefully, this’ll have some therapeutic effect, and by tomorrow I’ll be screwing like a bunny on viagra

Seriously though…if anyone, ANYONE has every gone through anything like this, send a few words of wisdom my way, please.

Thanks for reading.

She got dressed and we left. On the ride home she was absolutely giddy but never even mentioned what she had just done. That was 3 years ago and we’ve been back many times though she’s never been with that many men again. We always have fun whether its just me and her or its 4 to 6 guys, me and her. Now its just part of our sex life. We go “play” once or twice a month, sometimes more sometimes less. Sometimes we just watch the movie and go home to “finish” and sometimes she plays with other men. We’ve even played with other couples and she’s discovered women can be fun too!

I can’t believe how our sex life has changed and we’ve never been happier.

She asked me what I wanted now so I explained how I would like her to be totally nude in front of a stranger. She wasn’t too sure about this, or how we would go about it. Mostly it seemed like she was concerned about safety reasons. I finally figured out that I would order some food from a nearby cafe and she could lay on the bed and pretend she was asleep. She still wasn’t too sure about this idea, and never did agree to do it, but while I was calling for delivery she knew she didn’t have a choice. At that point I was determined to show her nude body to someone and this seemed the least threatening way for her to do it.

The wait was terrible for both of us. I was anxious to make this happen and she was nervous about it happening. I was dressed and she was naked as we waited for the delivery man’s arrival. The front desk called and told us the delivery man was on the way up so she quickly got into bed, under the covers. When she had settled in, with her left arm across her eyes, I pulled back the covers to expose her nude body. She gave a little jerk as I pulled her knees open a bit to expose her pussy but didn’t move when the knock came on the door.

The delivery guy was young, maybe still in college, and as I opened the door I motioned for him to be quiet that Kiran was sleeping. He tried to peek around me, but I stepped aside and walked across the room to get money for him. He was quite surprised and looked like he wanted to say something. Again I motioned for him to be quiet and gave him the money. As soon as the door closed Kiran opened her eyes and sat up. She asked if I was satisfied, to which I replied, for now. I wanted to jump on her right then but she told me she was too hungry so I had to wait. I figured it was the least I could do since I’d just displayed her nude body to a stranger. Later that night she had me explain what had happened, what the guy looked like and what was his expression when he saw her. She finally said that it wasn’t so bad as long as she didn’t have to look at them and would do it again if I needed her to.

The easiest way for her to get used to being nude, and being seen was to get in my Datsun pick up and go for a ride. Since the vehicle was higher off the ground than most cars, and she is short, she felt reasonably comfortable and hidden sitting in it without her clothes. Whenever I would say “let’s go for a ride” she knew that she needed to show up in something that could easily be taken off, and not to wear any underwear. Most of the time I waited until we were out of the city, on the open highway, before I asked her to take off her clothes and this time was no different. She pulled off her top and shorts and handed them to me so I could put them out of her reach so she wouldn’t be tempted to grab them and try to cover up. We’d been driving for about 30 minutes enjoying the sunny day when we came upon an area of construction. All traffic was slowed to one lane, taking turns to drive through as a bridge was being repaired. Even though we were moving slowly it didn’t seem to be much of a problem but just as we got to the front of the line the “flagman” turned his sign around from SLOW to STOP. I don’t know if he suspected he might see something, or if he just got lucky but his timing was perfect because as we stopped he stood at the front bumper staring into the cab.

Kiran was starting to get nervous about this guy and reached up to lock the door. Although plenty of truck drivers and others had seen her nude body before as we’d ride around she usually would choose to ignore them unless they honked, or I asked her to acknowledge them in some way. But this guy was closer and slowly walking up to her door. He walked right up to the window and looked in at her nude body. By now he was only a few inches away from her and was staring so hard that he could have been counting her pubic hair. Kiran was getting nervous and started to blush quite a bit. She turned so red that even her breasts started to turn pink. This guy was something else, dirty, with a big belly and from what little I could hear was talking very vulgar language to himself describing her body and what he was seeing. I was beginning to think that he would press up against the glass and drool but just about then I noticed the traffic was finished from the other direction. Since it was now our turn to drive through I quickly reached over and tweaked her left nipple which immediately went into a hard little point. Then I honked the horn at him and took off across the bridge.

After we cleared the area we talked about the event and about how this was the first time somebody had seen nude body at such close range. She said it was humiliating and degrading to have him study every part of her body and stare at her pussy so long. Evidently she was able to hear much more of what he’d said about her body to himself than I had. She ended by saying what a creepy looking guy he was and if it would have been a nicer looking guy, she wouldn’t have minded as much as she did. I really thought that things were going great now, I?d finally exposed my wife?s nude body to people without any barriers or distance between them. She seemed to be resigned to the fact that I was going to do my best to parade her around naked when ever I got the chance, and had expressed a willingness to try it out to make me happy. I was ready for this next big jump in showing her off. Because I was so much looking forward to showing her off, and she?d accepted the idea, that?s what made these next 2 1/2 years all the more frustrating. Nothing I tried seemed to work out. Even when she willingly went along with my ideas something always seemed to get in the way of my plans.

The next real attempt was in a movie theater. As usual I had convinced her to go without a bra, and since she was wearing a shirt with buttons it would be easy to open her shirt to expose her tits once we were settled and the movie had started. We went to kind of an out of the way theater, and since she didn’t want any kids to see her, went to an A-rated movie. It was quite empty, and soon after it started I began to unbutton her shirt. She wouldn’t let me go to fast, but after about 30 minutes I had all the buttons undone, her shirt wide open and began to rub her bare breasts.

Although she has hard nipples, they get even stiffer with some pulling and tweaking, so I did my best to bring them to nice hard points. Everything seemed to be going great so I eased her shirt open and finally had both breasts out in the open. She didn’t seem to mind, and since the movie was terrible, was enjoying the attention I was giving her nipples. There was another couple not too far from us, and it seemed like he was trying to look over our way but his wife kept directing him toward the screen and her. If only somebody would walk in, or out, then they would have a nice view of Kiran’s tits. To my disappointment the movie ended and she quickly buttoned up as the lights came on. All the way home she told me that she’d done her part, and couldn’t help it if nobody saw her. Just because she was willing didn’t help my attitude much.

During this same time of frustration I began to share some of the nude photos I had taken of her with others. I showed them to some of the guys at work that she didn’t know. I found that at least this way I could get some satisfaction that a few people were seeing her nude body. One day she found a couple of the letters that were written to me by some of the men that had received the nude photos of her. In the letters they described how much they enjoyed the photos and what they would like to do with her body. They talked about how they had jacked off looking at her photos while they thought about having sex with her. She told me that I was ‘prostituting her’ by selling her body to these men for sex while they enjoyed the photos of her nude body. During one of these discussions I finally agreed with her, but suggested that maybe we should try it out for real instead. That pretty much ended the argument as she realized that maybe I wouldn’t actually mind doing that. It was just a few days later that she said it didn?t matter any more, and I could do as I wanted with the photos. I was smart enough to let it drop with that comment. One evening as we were sitting on the couch watching TV, and since it was nice and warm the front door was wide open to let in some fresh air through the screen door. I had it all arranged for a couple of guys from work to drop by that night. I had told them that maybe they’d get to see something special, but that was about all they knew. They hadn’t ever been over to the house before, so Kiran didn’t know them. They also were a couple of the guys that had seen her nude photos so they were very interested in meeting her. I had hoped that more than that would happen this night.

Anyhow it was about 9:30 and we’d been watching a movie while I played with her tits and rubbed her pussy. She was getting quite cozy, comfortable, and turned on by then. She was wearing a little slutty outfit that was really sheer lace in the back, but covered up the “essentials” on the front side with little strips of pink satin, of course I had unbuttoned it to play with her tits. When the knock came on the door came I simply said ?come in? and in walked a couple of guys that she didn’t know. Since the front door was between where we were on the couch, and the safety of running to the bedroom all she could do was quickly button up and try not to be too embarrassed. She didn’t want to get up because then she’d show her “almost” bare ass to them, so she put a pillow in her lap and stayed on the corner of the couch trying not to blush too much. I jumped up and offered them something to drink and asked them to sit down, which they did right across from Kiran. I could tell that they were somewhat surprised and embarrassed but also very curious. Kiran was also embarrassed by this as it was the first time strangers had seen her up close dressed in such sheer lingerie. She decided to stay sitting on the couch, under the pillow, as it almost covered her up. I think it helped that we’d already been playing on the couch as she was quite relaxed and a bit turned on by the time they arrived.

Anyhow, after I’d brought them all a drink we all sat down and chatted a little bit while watching TV like nothing was out of the ordinary. Kiran didn’t know these guys at all, which I think helped things a little bit. After about 15-20 minutes I offered them another drink and grabbing Kiran by the hand basically said “let’s go get it.” when we walked to the kitchen they had a nice view of her sheer lace covered ass. I could tell she was getting upset, because she usually doesn’t say much during those times. While we were in the kitchen I rubbed her body some and asked if I could “show her off” to them a little bit. She responded with “you’re already doing that aren’t you?” I took that as an agreement to go ahead, and began telling her how sexy she looked and how much I appreciated what she was going to do for me.

We got them something to drink; went back in the living room, and after we were sitting back on the couch a few minutes I took her pillow away from her and tossed it on the floor. By now they’d been in the house almost an hour so I decided that it was now or never and I began to unbutton her top. She was sitting beside me, so it was easy to undo the three buttons. I left it like that for awhile, so she was showing the inner curve of each breast in the open part, and the satin strips had moved aside so her nipples were visible through the lace. Eventually I opened it up to show them her titties. One of the guys was getting embarrassed, but it looked like both of them were getting turned on as I rubbed her tits and pulled on her nipples. Her tits were completely exposed now to two men she didn’t know that were sitting jut a few feet away in our own living room. By now she’d resigned herself to whatever was going on, and as she often does she just shuts her eyes and tilts her head back to let me do whatever I want. I kept on rubbing her tits and pulling her nipples and even though she felt uncomfortable about being exposed her nipples still got quite hard. After a few more minutes I thought that I might as well try my luck so I reached under her and slid her panties off. I really didn?t think that she would let me do that, but she must have decided to let me have whatever I wanted, as she quietly just lifted her hips off the couch. Now she was sitting completely nude, totally exposed, just a few feet from a couple of strange men. I tried to play with her pussy a little but she didn’t want to spread her legs right away. After a few more minutes I did manage to open them up a little bit and get a couple fingers in her cunt. I rubbed her clit for a while and fingered her cunt while they watched intently. Since she had her eyes tightly closed she couldn’t really tell what was happening in the room. But they were eagerly trying to see all they could. I think they would have jumped across the room, and jumped on her, if I would have waved them over. But I didn’t want to press my luck any farther than I already had so after a few more minutes I told them it was time to leave.

Kiran was pretty quiet after they left, but not mad enough to keep me from fucking her. As we talked about it she agreed that she hadn’t said no to anything that I had asked or done, but then she added that she didn’t think it would matter if she had. She finally told me that had she thought I was going to make her ?have sex? with them so that had made her more uncomfortable. Once again I told her how beautiful she looked, thanked her for her willingness to make me happy, and remarked about how happy she?d made these two guys also. Just so she wouldn’t think that this would be the end of our showing off I asked her how soon she’d be willing to try it again, but she didn’t really answer. The idea was so strong about the possibility that she’d have gone through with fucking them if I would have asked that I couldn’t get it out of my mind. It was at that point if life that I decided I really wanted to see getting fucked by another man. I knew it would be a while for it to work out, but I was sure it would happen sometime.

It wasn’t too long after this ‘home show’ that I got another chance to show her off in public, it was after we had gone out for dinner and a concert. When she was getting dressed I was watching and as I often do altered her choices somewhat. She was putting on a jacket that was like a suit jacket, she usually wears a blouse under it, but sometimes not, it’s held closed by just two buttons. This time I asked – her to go without the blouse, and bra also. She gave me “that look” but did what I wanted anyhow and put the jacket on over her bare breasts. All through dinner the waiter kept trying to look down the front of her jacket. She didn’t seem to notice that he was always standing above her filling her water glass or whatever. I’m sure hoping that he got a good look at her tits. After the concert we went out for a couple of drinks at a rather quiet, darkened disco. This time we were sitting in a booth, and she was on the inside. While we were waiting I reached over and undid one of the buttons of her jacket. I don’t think she realized what I had done as I was also squeezing and rubbing her a little at the same time. This opened up her jacket even more, and when the waiter brought our drinks I know he could see her tits because I could also. Since she was sitting down the jacket was bunched up, and popped open down to the one button that was holding her jacket together, and that was well below her nipple level! This time she caught him looking and when she looked down he quickly looked away. She blushed and quickly closed herself up. She gave me one of those what do you want now looks and in a sarcastic tone asked me if I wanted her to ‘take off the jacket.’ I answered her in the same way that she could at least unbutton it for awhile, and to my shock she actually did.

It was pretty dark in there, and we were sitting so we didn’t face most of the bar, so she wouldn’t really be directly exposed to anyone, unless the waiter came back.. She leaned her head back against the booth and as she often does at these times just closes her eyes and ignores the situation. Doing this was my go ahead signal so I pushed her jacket open so that her tits were completely exposed. Since she was on the inside, I was shielding her from other men’s view as I rubbed her tits and pulled them for a little while. She looked like she had gone to sleep so left her exposed like that and sat back and had the rest of my drink. By then a few people had noticed, and one guy had even moved closer so he could see her better. When the waiter came back, and he asked if we wanted something more, I could feel her twitch, but she didn’t open her eyes, or move to cover herself. I think she often believes that if she doesn’t see them they don’t exist. I asked for another round and when he left she opened her eyes and gave me a look that questioned if that was enough. She could see him coming back with the drinks so closed her eyes again and just stayed still. After he left she opened her eyes long enough to grab her drink and down it, normally she doesn’t drink much, but was nervous. She said she wanted to go, so I left some cash on the table and she pulled her jacket together as we got up to leave. She acted quite upset by it all, especially when a couple of men gave her applause as she walked by. The whole time we were in there couldn’t have been more that 15-20 minutes; and to my surprise she hadn’t buttoned her jacket when we left, but only held it together. She let it fall open when we got into the car and leaned back into the seat with her tits still exposed during the drive home. Maybe it was the combination of a couple drinks and the exposure but she seemed to be quite excited at the moment. I believe that she actually gets turned on by showing off but would never admit it as that would be improper behavior.

The next night we discussed what had happened and how we felt about it all. She hinted that it wasn’t too bad, I actually believe that she enjoyed it since she was starting to get close to 40 and liked to be found attractive, particularly by younger men. She once again expressed the discomfort she felt by being exposed in public, and worried about what could happen as a result. I reassured her that I could take care of that problem and could easily set up another private home viewing as Both of the guys, Ravi and Vishwas, had been asking for a repeat performance almost daily since that first night. It got so bad that I had to threaten to fire them, they work for me, if they didn’t shut up. Even though it had been many weeks since our ‘home show’ hardly a day went by that they didn’t make some kind of remark about it. Finally one day when they were whining I called Kiran and handed the phone to Ravi to talk to her. He started to fumble and could hardly talk. He said something like ‘thanks for letting us come over, and can we come and see you again?’ He was so flustered I could hear her laughing over the phone. Vishwas then took the phone and much clearer told her how he wanted to see her nude body and how he’d been thinking about her almost everyday since then. That surprised me since he’s married and has a good looking wife. I took the phone back and after little bit said goodbye to Kiran and told them I’d try to set something up.

I just want him so bad, there has got to be a way to make this happen…any advice? I don’t want to insult his professionalism or be rejected, but I just dont know what to do. He is the only guy I have ever been attracted too and I can’t seem to shake this crush. How do I let him know without ruining what I already have, If he didn’t want to have sex with me I dont think I could continue going to him for massages, which I really enjoy and I don’t want to stop seeing him, It definitely is the best massage I have ever had even without the “happy ending”, some good advice would be helpful.

I’m a older guy in my 30′s and can’t stop dreaming about those tight little preteens, I see them everywhere, the mall, walking around, in the stores, when I see one I can’t stop looking at there soft round assess, and perk tits, mmmm I’m hard just thinking about sticking my big dick in a tight young preteen pussy and watching her suck my dick, man that would be so nice. so again if anyone have any idea’s as to go about picking up a underage preteen or have any story of fucking a preteen I would love to here about. please help me and if there are any preteens reading this hit me up and well talk and meet and fuck. don’t worry no one will ever know. can’t wait reply soon….