I had an online sex partner for over two years. Yeah, I know how it sounds. It started on a different platform, and at first it was kind of a chat, cheeky chat if you want, and then she started sending photos, first without a face, then with, first nn, then nude, and it kind of escalated. I must admit, at that point I wasn't sure if it is not some guy sending photos, so I let it slide for a while, and then requested a cam to cam, and, bingo, no foul play there.

Now about her looks - average looking blonde, in her early 40's, never been married, single, career woman, you know the type. We started having cam sex on the weekends, and it evolved into this thing that happened almost every night. She was lonely, I was lonely as hell, so it was nice. After some time, she would turn the camera on, even when she was busy doing something, so did I, and one time, she had a friend over (I was muted and a friend had no idea I was watching). After she left, I told her that I enjoyed looking at both of them, just talking, and that I had my sexual satisfaction from viewing this.

All this span over a time period of more than a year, so things happened slowly. We had our fun with or without her present, and at some point, she told me that her friend is coming over, and that she will introduce us, me as her long distance bf, but warned me to be nice, no sexual stuff, and to keep my mouth shut, because she told her that we see each other once a month, even though we never met in person. I guess she was feeling shame for having an online fuck buddy, if that can be called that way.

So we talked cam to cam, it was fun, and that happened a few times, and in that time period, I guess she told her that we are doing cam sex and bragged about my size, and one time when we were all online, she (a friend) asked me about that, if it is true.

That night ended with me jerking off for them while they watched.

Now, fast forward almost a year, she told me that she is coming to my city, for a work thing, and if I want to finally meet her. Fuck me, I was excited as one can be, of course I would. We agreed on everything, I will come to her hotel room, and wait for her when her conference thing is over, and it will finally happen.

I was ready to leave, it was well past midnight, I just guessed she changed her mind, and is now avoiding her own room not to see me, when they entered. Later, she told me she did have second thoughts, and our mutual online friend was there, and she kept this rendez vous a secret, but confronted with doubts, after their work thing was over, she took her to a bar and came clean - how she is conflicted, how we never actually met irl, that I am waiting upstairs, and all that with a couple of drinks, so when they came in, they were both quite tipsy.

I fucked them both that night, and it was, so fucking, especially for a man with such poor sexual experience like me. We fucked all night, first round with a condom, second without, and it was beyond amazing.

This happened in September, and less than a week later, she wrote to me that this isn't healthy, and that she is breaking it off.

Now you can see my perspective, I was devastated, but I did not give up, all this time, I was trying to renew the connection, writing to her, sending her messages. Nothing, silence.

Until last night, when she came back online, responding to one of my messages. She had no time for me, but wanted to say hello, and tell me that we will talk today.

Wish me luck, I might get her back.

You're getting fucked by your father
By your own flesh an blood
You suffer torment
Ir suits him
Why does he do that?
Why is he doing that to you?
Is that his love?
Does it make him a man?
You're sickend at him
His saliva and his kisses
By his hand on your lap
By his hand on your breats
If that's his love
He's an idiot
If that's life
You desire death

You're crying in your pillow at night
You are afraid of him
Afraid, that he comes inside you
At his game
You can't deal with it
You can't defend yourself
You can't tell anyone
You're too ashamed

You're too young
Much too young
You're too young
Much too young, much too young
You don't know what happens
You don't know why
You wanna scream
But you stay mute

You're getting fucked by your father
By your own flesh an blood
You suffer torment
Ir suits him
Why does he do that?
Why is he doing that to you?
Is that his love?
Does it make him a man?
You're sickend at him
His saliva and his kisses
By his hand on your lap
By his hand on your breats
If that's his love
He's an idiot
If that's life
You desire death

You're crying in your pillow at night
You are afraid of him
Afraid, that he comes inside you
At his game
You can't deal with it
You can't defend yourself
You can't tell anyone
You're too ashamed

You're too young
Much too young
You're too young
Much too young, much too young
You don't know what happens
You don't know why
You wanna scream
But you stay mute

am i the only one who cant watch porn with the sound on because i got used to having it muted?

so my brother-in-law got caught with his pants down a few days ago. Stupid bastard was banging the neighbor when his wife came home early. I'm allowed to laugh I'm not related to him. My wife's pissed, it's her brother. He'd been married 5 years and everyone loves his wife. It's fucked up, but funny. So after the initial shock everyone starts asking where it goes from here. Somehow I get nominated to have a cup of coffee with is wife. I'm the neutral party since I'm not related to him. I'm not a coffee person and not totally comfortable meeting her but it's family so I opt for a couple beers.

She picked the bar. We met around 7. By the time I made it she'd already had a couple and the guys were starting to do the rounds. She's a hot little blonde, a bit chubby with a massive rack. That dumb bastard really fucked up. She asks why I called and it's written on my face. This is family, not social. We go back and forth over a couple beers. I ask what she's thinking and she tosses out a few gems. She threatened to take home a random stranger and fuck his brains out. I assume it was an empty threat but I don't want her fucking herself up because of that idiot. Then she gets this playful look and smiles. She hits me up for head in the parking lot. I was about to say something when she put her finger on my lips. If I say no she'll call my wife and say we did it. Doesn't matter if my wife believes her or not, damage would be done. I'm thinking she's had enough and I'll take her home so I pay the tab and we walk out.

She starts to head to her car and gently guide her over to mine. I don't know how much she's had but I'm not letting her behind the wheel. I pop the lock and step back but instead of opening the door she backs into it. We're at the far end of the lot, no people, lots of cars. She leans forward and starts at my zipper. I brush her away and she pulls her phone out. I'm realizing I don't have much of a choice. She drops the zipper, works the button on my boxers, and gently falls to her knees. I cringe a little as a rush of cold air hits my pants.

With one hand she's gently rubbing and getting me worked up. With the other hand she's scrolling her phone contacts. I hear my wife's voice pick up and she starts to talk to her. Usual girl chat b.s. It's hot hearing my wife while getting stroked. She gets my wife talking and then I feel her tongue start to tease. The more my wife talks about how sorry she is the harder she sucks. When my wife stops talking, she pops off and says a bit more. This back and forth is fun. She gets my wife talking again and this time I have some fun. I gently grab her blonde hair and I start fucking her face. I hear my wife talking but I honestly don't care. I work that mouth as hard as I can until my wife stops talking. She pops off, asks my wife to hold for a minute, mutes it, and just works me. I grab her hair again and just enjoy it. She realizes it a moment too late and I hold her head as I completely drain my balls in her mouth. As she slid back it dripped on her tits. She hit the unmute and made up some lame excuse. A minute or so later she thanked my wife for letting me go out, and said I was taking her home. She hung up and we both started laughing.

Not sure what's funnier; listening to a coworker talk about some stripper giving him a handjob while traveling for work, or draining my balls in his fiancee's mouth while he's bragging about how she'll never know. Thank god for mute. I only answered because she was on her knees and I wanted to torture her. The minute he started in about a stripper I just held her head down. I guess she doesn't let him cum in her mouth... oops...

Then he starts bitching about how she never lets him tap her doggy anymore. I had to kill a smile. She's afraid to let him back there because I made her take it up the ass. He's going to make her a wife, I'm fine with her being my bitch.

GF is visiting family and we were skyping but my laptop is busted with no cam. I think she thought she hung up when she left to take a shower but I figured I'd sneak in a quick peek and a fap while she changed, so I muted my mic so she wouldn't hear.
Instead she comes back in with her brother and they start fucking. I don't know what to do, he's eating her out then she's sucking him off before she's on her back getting fucked and I'm just frozen, fapping forgotten. I'm shaking right now.

Not only is she screwing another guy, it's her brother who she constantly visits. I don't know how to fucking handle this. I saw it all until they finished. She checked her computer and saw the call was still going and asked if I was there but I said fucking NOTHING and she hung up. What the fuck do I do?

Fucking Kick @$$ torrents muted me for making a India rape joke in the comments of a Hindi movie.

Years ago my wife's cousin would allow her 14 year old daughter come babysit. She had a body like this :

Having her over, I was always in a state of being horney and wanted to fuck her but obviously would not. One night while watching a movie my wife went to bed leaving us downstairs. I fell asleep on the movie and woke to find the girl on the far side of the sectional couch asleep. I started to wake her but then thought this is a golden opportunity because I knew she sleeps hard. I turned on the stairwell light to the upstairs (so I could see anyone on the steps) and muted the TV. I positioned the girl such that her ass was pointing out (it took me 10 minutes of lightly nudging) and took her shorts down to expose her ass cheek. I shouldn't have but I sniffed her ass and jumped when I heard a noise (it's amazing how noisy your house is when you're trying to be sneaky!)

I kept thinking if she woke or my wife came downstairs I'd be w/out excuse. In the end my opportunity overwhelmed my fear and I slowly put my face between her ass cheeks and licked her asshole. It smelled of musk and dankness and her asshole had a rubbery feel to it. I tasted a metalic taste and nastiness but couldn't stop. I jacked off and came over the couch! Later I couldn't let this pass so I put the shorts up and smelled her foot hanging off the couch and then licked the bottoms and toes and jacked off!

Much later she came to babysit while I worked from home. She took my daughter outside to play and I went to a window to check up on them. The I came up with the brilliant idea of going through her bags to find her used underwear and I did! I took a picture of the bag with my phone so I could put everything back just-so. I took out a crumpled panty and sniffed the ass and crotch. There was a shit streak on the panty and I licked it and smelled it! I repeated this so many times I literally abraised my dicked!

She doesn't come over anymore but I wish she would.

Why the fuck can't I close that stupid streamate ad? I can't even mute it when I click mute. I keep clicking X and it still stays. And that's in addition to the other fucking ads you're forcing me to watch. Seriously, fuck you money grubbing assholes.

Forbidden Desires (2)
Waking the next morning, the thought of me masturbating in Mommy’s bedroom thinking of her in those leggings and smoking was still raw and surging inside me. I began to wank. Later that day, she had to go into town. After she left I ran upstairs and into her bedroom. I was so hard; verging on orgasm any minute with the thought of why I was in there and what I was going to do. I went through her drawers and found them. I held her leather leggings in my hand. My erection hardened to the point it pained me. I took a deep smell of them. I started to rub them off my crotch. It didn’t take long to ejaculate. The seamen soaked through my pants and onto them. I licked them dry. Sometimes I would just lay them on her bed and wank over them, thinking of her dangling her cigarette; smoke pouring from her nose. It was starting to consume me. If I wasn’t in her bedroom I was wanking in different rooms. Ejaculating everywhere to my smoking Mommy and her divine leather leggings.

A few days later we were both in the kitchen, she wasn’t wearing her alluring leggings but was sucking on her cigarette. I’ve learnt how to watch without being so obvious. Then she left, I heard her go upstairs. I was hard and wanted a release. Her handbag and cigarettes were on the table. I walked over rubbing my crotch. I picked up her Benson & Hedges box of cigarettes. They felt so sexy in my trembling hand. I dropped my pants and picked up her black leather handbag. I smelt it and grew even more dizzy with desire. I left her handbag back on the table and started to grind against it. I took out a cigarette and held it in my hand. I let out a tremendous moan. I was close to orgasm. I put the sexy stiff shaft in my mouth and that’s when I exploded. A torrent of seamen splashed out. I pulled my pants up and began to lick my cum off Mommy’s handbag. I kept her cigarette for myself. I went into town and lit it. It was an experience but I was determined to smoke like her. As I headed home I went it to the local shop and bought my first box of cigarettes. I was nervous but excited. Every morning I would wake and smoke a ciggy as I masturbated to Mommy in her leggings, and at night and all the hours in-between.

About a week later, I heard the shower go off one afternoon, I left my room. An urge overcame me. Greater than before. There they were, those damn divine leggings crumpled on the floor beside her bed. I pick them up and sniffed them. My urge grew more and more. I turned them inside out. They were still warm. I took a big sniff of the crotch. My erection got an erection. I quickly laid them out on her bed and took my pants off. I got on top of them. I started to grind and thrust. The shower muted my efforts. Faster and faster, I couldn’t control myself. There was a half smoked cigarette in the ashtray on the locker. I took it out and sucked on it. I imagined her saying ‘Cum for Mommy.’ I let out a muffled moan as a plume of smoke soared from my nose – just like Mommy. I had climaxed on Mommy’s leather leggings. I finished her sexy ciggy while licking all my cum off its crotch. I could smell her. I took another cigarette out of the box, broke it in half, lit it and left it back. Rubbed my pants over the stain to ensure all my seamen was gone then turned her leggings back out and left as quick as I had entered. My heart was racing, my breath was short. Part of me wanted her to find me. I closed my bedroom door, light a cigarette and started to masturbate.

It didn’t take long but I could no longer contend myself with waiting until she was away to enter her bedroom and masturbate on her leggings. It quickly began whenever the urge overtook me. Whenever I could. Whenever I wanted. The closest I came to keeping caught was a few days go. She was away so I put them on and laid on her bed, grinded out an orgasm then I fell asleep. The front door closing woke me hours later. Waking in a daze I ran out of her bedroom still wearing her leggings.

I’ve started to imagine different scenarios… maybe I fall on her and other ways I could achieve my forbidden desires…