Ok so this is my first post, and by the seems of things a bit of a lame one I will admit. I've been a ML addict for quite a while, uploaded a few images & videos of other peoples stuff and made a few gallerys of stuff I love, but never put anything up that was actually personal.

I've been with a girl (Lisa) since Uni, for just over 7 years. She's really a great girl who I have semi moved in with, it's my place and she stays over most weeks. I live in a small part of a quiet country but I'm from a large town. She's a country girl who's quite shy but made the first move on me back when we started, and from that point on things were great. 2 years in and after moving into a new place at uni a new girl, Jemma, moved in, and after a few months we had a serious affair (even to the point where she'd let me fuck her anally without any concerns. All the time I stayed with Lisa, and I felt bad for cheating on her like that, but I couldn't help myself for wanting Jemma. I moved back home from uni, and cut things off with Jemma after Lisa broke things off with me. I made the big effort and made a declaration to Lisa that I wanted to stay with her and meant to marry her. That was 4/5 years ago, and I stayed faithful as I wanted things to work out. I moved back to the opposite side of the country to be with her, and took a job down here to be with her.

About 2 months after taking this job I met a girl (Kerry) who used to have my job (running a bar/ hotel) before she went away travelling. She came back to start working while she decided on her next step in life, and the first time I met her I was having a meal there with Lisa. She walked over to me to ask for help with some problem they were having, and my jaw dropped. This Kerry was stunning. I dropped the meal with my GF to help Kerry out with this problem, and was instantly drawn to her. We spent 2 years working alongside each other, flirty banter rolling off our lips like there was no tomorrow and no consequences. The beauty of it being at work was that Lisa was never there to see it. Nothing ever happened between us, and Kerry took a job working on 5* international cruise liners. She'd be away for 4 months at a time, and back for 2 months or so. I never felt anything for Kerry beyond a severe lust towards her flesh, but whenever I was with Lisa it just disappeared because I love Lisa enough.

Lisa is that sort of girl that is lovely, seriously homely, and has never really moved away from her family farm. She has an awful habit of dragging me down a bit with little remarks about things I like or want to do, by simply disapproving of it, not that I really pay any attention to her protests but I still hear them. I know her whole family (after 7 years not suprising, since I lived with her immediate family for a year when I first started my new job), and they all love me.

Kerry came back some time last year, and left early September and it was like she'd never been away. We went straight back into the flirting, but working in hospitality you sort of expect that behaviour, and she's got that flirty personality that I just passed it off as her being herself. One night after she finished and sat drinking at the bar I drove her home, and when she went to kiss me goodnight on the cheek she tried to kiss me. I wanted Kerry to kiss me, but out of some sense of honour I stopped it, and told her that it was because of Lisa that it couldn't happen. She got out of the car accepting this, and I didn't see her again properly until about 4 months ago when she came home on an extended leave.

I came back to work after 4 weeks off, and she was back there. Same Kerry as always, and damned near every male in the village telling me how stunning she is, like I needed any reminder! We were back to the flirting, the occaisional innocent touch as we passed behind each other but nothing untoward. She refused to give me a goodnight kiss on the cheek when I took her home, until one night I called her up on it. From then on she'd ask for a lift home, kiss me goodnight and that would be that... We had our laughs, and we get on like such a goddamned house on fire that I felt like we were back to how we were early last year. We even played a joke on a customer, telling him that we had gotten engaged, and that I'd proposed to her in the supermarket. She made the whole story up herself, and all I had to do was go along with it. That night we had a few drinks behind the bar, and since I'd had too much to drive she told me in no uncertain terms that I would be staying at hers, in the spare room. We snook back into hers, she went to kiss me goodnight on the cheek as usual, and I felt her almost trying to kiss me again. I ignored it and went to sleep in the spare room as I didn't want to get back into that situation again (I didn't even know at this point if she'd remembered what she'd done last year).

Then last friday night happened. Now bear in mind, Kerry has haunted my thoughts since that first kiss. I dwelt on that attempted kiss, even until that Friday. Kerry and I were working behind the bar, she had a few drinks more than me and I took her home as per usual. We got outside her house and we went for the usual peck on the cheek and again she goes to kiss me. Now being as crazy about Kerry as I am, and after kicking myself for nearly a year about not accepting the last kiss I uttered "For fucks sake..." and kissed her back. After a half hour of making out, me taking her clothes off and winding up rubbing her clit through her panties she stopped me, and it got a little awkward. She told me it couldn't happen as I was "smitten" with Lisa, and that she had felt like such a fool for trying to kiss me the first time. Also that she had liked me back then, and after the liquid courage had tried to kiss me because of that. I told her that I had made my bed and that I supposed I ought to lie in it (with Lisa). She reminded me that I'm only 27, and we had a stilted sort of conversation, with her getting out of the car telling me that I needed to sort my shit out and not just for her sake.

I got back to my house with Lisa in bed at about 5am, with her all lined up to hostess my family around the area for the weekend. I spent all weekend with her slightly grumpy for no apparent reason to her, though it was really because I didn't know what the hell to make of the Friday night/ Saturday morning. This girl I had tried to convince myself that I didn't want had made another move on me, and I simply couldn't stop myself a second time... She's THAT hot! Lisa took my infernal family out for the weekend and did her best to take care of them, all the time I'm wishing to see Kerry again.

Tuesday comes around and Lisa decides that she's going back to the farm for the week as she needs to catch up on the work she's missed. Her self confidence is low in general, and I know she would be beyond distraught if she had any idea of what had happened Friday night, never mind the ensuing Tuesday night.

Kerry had arranged to have a few leaving drinks on the Tuesday night, as she was going away to a wedding today. One of my absolute best friends Barry was invited, though by a circumstance I wound up back at work on my own so they all came into my bar to be around me. Kerry, her sister, a friend of hers and another girl from work. Barry I know has a big thing for Kerry, as has most of the male population of the village. All of them sat the other side of the bar with Barry having a great laugh, but me with eyes only for Kerry. It got to 1am and I closed the bar, Kerry a total clusterfuck with drink after doing a few body shots off the other girl from work and a couple off me.

I went downstairs to cash up for the night, Kerry comes down to ask if she can have another round of shots even though we're after the license. I tell her of course she can, we chat a while before she says to me "Ok, so I'm going to go back upstairs because I want to kiss you right now, and it's bad". I tell her "Sometimes people do bad things" and she walks right over, sits on my lap and kisses the hell out of me. I've had enough of fighting the urge to get my hands on her and went back for her. I'm half watching the CCTV cameras to make sure no-one comes downstairs to catch us, and proceed to heat things up a bit. I eventually stop her, tell her to get her ass back upstairs and pour that round of shots out before some-one suspects something. She goes back up, I finish off cashing up and she's back downstairs for another bottle just as I'm putting the nights takings in the safe. I grab her again and kiss her, which she tells me "You think this is a game, but it won't last", and after a short making out she goes back upstairs.
I get upstairs, she leads me out the back of the bar out of sight and starts making out with me again, obviously I have no compunction about it by now and am eager just to get my hands on her.

Eventually we get everybody out for gone 2am, and I am told I'm giving her a lift home, to which we get in the car and we're instantly back on each other. We go for a drive and wind up out in the middle of nowhere, parked up in a layby on a tiny little country lane. We start talking about what happened, and how she's irritated that I have a GF, but that I kissed her. She tries to tell me that I must've known she's liked me for such a long time. I tell her that I couldn't have known as she seems to be like that with everyone, and that until she tried to kiss me on the Friday night I didn't know if it was just the alcohol that was what had made her try to kiss me the first time. She understood that, and we talked about how she had wanted me for such a long time, but thought herself such a fool for trying to kiss me the first time. She then told me that she's never really had a relationship with anyone as she has people she fucks, and people she likes, and never the twain shall meet. Until me. She really likes me for myself, my personality and the way we just suit each other, and obviously in a sexual way. I tell her about how much I've wanted her since I first laid eyes upon her. We talk then about her personality, as she likes new toys all the time; new gadgets, new clothes, new stuff all the time. I wanted to know whether it was just the thrill of a new thing, and that once played with and done with that it goes back on the shelf and is never wanted again, as that's what I don't want to become. She tells me she's not even sure if that's what it is, compounded by the fact that I belong to someone else and that I'm supposed to be unobtainable, but also that she wants more than anything to be with me. She also says that she intends to spend the remainder of the next 10 years working on Cruise ships.
She then says that she's not sure if I'm essentially just an itch that she has to scratch and that it would get me out of her system. I tell her "There's only one way to find out", to which she plants herself on me again. This time we kiss and kiss and eventually wind up getting naked in my car, I frig her off to the tune of 2 courses of multiple orgasms committing every moment to memory in case it never happens again. We don't fuck, but after eating her out and hearing her come so many times the 2 hours we spend at it become too much. We get dressed and I take her home, with her telling me that she wants to fuck me on the bosses desk. Kerry tells me she's going to kiss me again before she leaves to go back to the house, and we part for the day.

Then yesterday I knew I had to see her again before she goes away for another 4 months, and that I had to see if when she was sober she still felt the same. I pick her up after going for a meal with Barry, talking of nothing but her (and how she's said to him that on her wedding night she intends to perform the Selma Hyek dancer scene out of From Dusk Til Dawn for her husband!). We go for a drive and park up outside where I go to the gym, and we talk shit for an hour or so with me just resting my hands on her legs. She tells me she had better get back as she's done no packing, at which point I decide that I have to taste her lips again. We make out for another half hour at least, and we stop because she's leaving in a few hours. I take her home again, she kisses me passionately on her driveway and says goodbye.

She's as cold and dispassionate about people as I can be, and this makes it hard to read precisely what's going on... but it also makes her such a fucking ball-breaker!

I guess I'm posting this because I need some feedback on what I should do, I still love Lisa but I'm not sure that I can love her that much as I'm willing to do all that with Kerry? But if I'm not going to see Kerry for 2/3rds of the year? And what if I am just an itch that has been scratched, is it worth throwing away 7 years with a girl that is still devoted to me?

What would you guys do?

PS- thanks for reading.... I know it's fucking dull!

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For years, I've pretended to be different people, and I've been able to get girls and couples to send me nudes, videos, etc.

I've now moved up my game, and have convinced customers, my wifes sister, and some of her friends to do the same - none of them know it's really me, and I see them all the time.

One time, I had my sister-in-law and her husband, fuck on cam - anally, and she took a facial.
2 days later I sat across from her at a family dinner.

I can't stop, and I've now taken requests to get people other folks know naked.

I've included one pic of "Danni" below. She's vanished from the web, but she was so much fun.

I confess that I love seducing married women and slowly convincing them to let me do things to them that they won't let their husband do. Nipple clamps, facials, cum in mouth, deep throating, creampies, anal, bondage, toys, writing on them, exhibitionism... There's always that line that they won't let their husband cross. I'm always listening for that boundary. Once i know i play the long game. The feeling of power when you finally get her to cross that line makes me nut so fucking hard! After she crosses it the first time I get her to do it again and again, until I get bored and dump her for a new fuck toy. I love breaking married bitches because you know they won't tell after that. No way they're going to admit I got to do things he didn't!

My second year of junior college, my friends were living in a rental duplex in the neighborhood most of us grew up in. It was like 3 bedrooms and we crammed 9 guys in there. It was worse when the other guys were in relationships too because I was never comfortable lying in bed, trying to sleep, while some hottie bit her lip trying not to moan as she got finger banged. Sometimes I’d walk in and just them making out would make me turn around, get in the car, and go for a long drive.

That was when I got in an accident.

I don’t remember any of it. The other driver had T-boned me after, according to him, I ran a red light. But I was the slow, patient driver that braked on yellow. And he had five wrecks. Insurance did most of the work and there was one witness who said the other guy was speeding and that alone made him responsible and I didn’t have to pay.

But I also didn’t have a car for a few months while the court case was being fought. My insurance didn’t get me a rental either. Thanks, Obama.

Only one other guy had a car in the house and we couldn’t all fit so…

My mom drove us.

She lived just four blocks away and she was a cool, stay-at-home mom. Most of the guys knew her since elementary school when she chaperoned field trips and when we got to hanging out in high school, she’d never bust us for sneaking a few drinks during poker games in the basement. That first she came down for frozen pizzas, we freeze, waiting for trouble, yelling, a lecture, a look, anything. But she never mentioned it. By senior year, we didn’t even pretend to hide our Solo cups. And the guys liked her, joking the way guys do about my hot mom, her fake tits (no proof of that!), and how she’d get dressed up for giving us a ride to school while we were in ripped jeans and faded T-shirts. She wanted it, they were sure, and sometimes they’d flirt, “Looking nice, Mrs. Stevens. New perfume?”

But there’s still something about being in college, on crutches, and having my mom drop me off at school that I couldn’t get over. The car rides were quiet.

She had a mini-van and the guys in back would whisper and giggle and I’d hear, “Would you rather…” then a bunch of text alerts and my phone would vibrate and I’d look and it’d be like two photos of porn stars covered in jizz that I’d avert from my mom’s view.

Everyone would respond to the group text and if I didn’t, I’d get ragged on so I’d pick.

On our drive home from class, this kid Blake sent one that made me turn around and go, “Really?!”
He’d sent, “For half a million dollars, would you rather get fucked in the ass or in the mouth? Both to completion. Like inside.”

Everyone had pretty much the same reaction, calling him gay, refusing to answer. He swore that was the game, two awful choices and you had to pick one.

“What’d this one say?” My mom asked. She was smart enough to know the game they were playing.

“Forget it,” I said. The drive was slow. A lot of crosswalks with students that never paused.

“I want to play. It seems like you’re all having fun.”

“They like it because it makes me uncomfortable. Assholes.”

“Let her play!” all the guys chimed in.

“So would you rather…” She paused to think, tapping on the steering wheel. “Asparagus or broccoli?”

The guys all laughed.

“That’s not really the game,” I said.

“I’m just warming up! And it’s practical. I thought I’d make you boys something with vitamins. Keep you fitting into clothes and looking good.”

“It’s got to be two tough choices,” I said.

“This wasn’t a game when I was a kid,” she told us.

“It’s got to be something awful or sexual or maybe two options so good that it’s tough to choose either,” Gabe said.

“It’s not really something I want to play with my mom.”

“Give me an example. What’d Blake ask?”

There was a silence at a light as everyone looked around at who’d man up and say it.

“Anal or oral,” Blake said.

The light turned green in the silence and the car revved up. “Both,” she said.

“Oh god,” I groaned.

The boys cheered like mad. “Yeah, Mrs. Stevens!”

“What? They’re both fun if you’re in the mood.”

“Kill me,” I muttered. She smacked my leg playfully.

“Blake asked that?” she said, looking in the rearview. Blake was in the middle of the bench seat in back between Tommy and Michael. “All right, then Blake, would you rather jerk off Tommy or Michael?”

The two guys in the pilot seats, Gabe and Louis, turned and laughed and high-fived as Blake just shook his head and Tommy and Michael looked out the window, inching away from Blake.

“I answered yours! Let’s hear yours? Or you going to say ‘Both’ too?” She was a devil of a woman.

“I don’t know… Michael looks like a virgin so he’d probably finish quickest.”

There was a chorus of “Ew!” “Gay.” “Gross, dude.” And Michael was adamant he’d made it with like twenty girls last week.

“Sure, Mike,” Mom said, giggling, teasing.

“All right, all right. Um…” He was desperate to get her back, but all of this was really just an attack on me. “Who would you rather?”

“Between Mike and Tommy?”

“Between all of us.”

She thought about it as she turned “I thought these were supposed to be tough choices.”

I wasn’t sure where we were. It was a cornfield, which were common around her, but usually just on one side. We were surrounded and the only buildings in front were grain silos and farm houses and there wasn’t any traffic coming our way or tailing us.

“Do you have a choice?” Mike asked.

She pulled over into a shaded spot. “The only tough part about this is having to choose at all.”

“Whoa, hold on,” I said.

Mom undid her seatbelt and as it went up, so did her sundress letting her bare, bouncing breasts hang out. I’ll never forget her tan marks.
She got in back before the guys knew what to do and she was on her knees between Gabe and Louis and one hand was fumbling with both zippers. “One of you better get up here and fill my mouth.”

“Are you sure?”

“I’ve done the math. There’s enough room for everyone in every hole and every hand.”

“Mrs. Stevens,” Michael said, unsure. But Blake undid his pants and stepped up and slid his uncircumcised cock in her mouth, putting his hands on her head. She went down deep on him then came off, licking his shaft to his tip.

She’d gotten Gabe’s and Louis’s pants undone and told them to take them off. “Who wants which hole? We got a pussy and an ass that needs filling and Blake can’t do it all himself.”

“I’ll take pussy,” Louis said, trembling.

“So Gabe gets the ass. Don’t worry about hurting me. John,” she said to me licking up Blake’s shaft again. “Open the glove compartment and get Gabe some lube. Always use lube boys. A lot of it.”

I couldn’t. I was frozen.

My mom, topless and in a thong and strappy heels, bent over my friend’s cock with four others out, ready to get stroked, sucked, and fucked. I couldn’t aid this. But I couldn’t leave either.

“John!” she snapped. But she was impatient for her fucking and got up to shuffle on her knees to the glove box for her lube. KY.

“Okay, boys,” she said. “Some rules first. No telling anyone about it, but you should all be taking videos and photos. You’re not in charge. I am. You stop when I say, not after, definitely not before. All those cocks are going to get drained. When you need to finish, on my face, chest, ass, stomach, hands, wherever, but not inside me. On me. And please, call me ‘Mom.’”

She adjusted the rearview so I could see, if I wanted. I peeked. Then watched. Getting aroused. Wanting it too. Wanting her to be anyone else’s mom or my stepmom or a stranger. But she wasn’t. She was my mom. And I watched my friends fuck fill both holes, her mouth. She jerked them slowly, then quickly, asking them if they wanted to cum, then stopping to edge a bigger cumshot out of them. She switched people at will. There was a lot of bumping around and at one point she was getting railed by just Blake in the ass and she was right by me and she kept looking up, smiling at me, licking her lips.

The guys would shoot cum on her face and it’d drip off as they kept fucking her. When they had finished once, she made them keep going. I think each finished three times and she tried milking more out. She was dripping. And smiling.

“Okay, let’s all get out so we can get dressed more easily.”

The boys all filed out of the van, listening to her. But she slid the door closed.

“It’s our turn, baby,” she said and kissed me with cummy lips. “I saw you watching. I know you wanted a turn. Well now I’m all yours.”

The windows were tinted and the guys couldn’t see what was happening but they tried to open the doors and peek in but since the car was off, they knew they weren’t stranded at least.

Meanwhile, Mom led me to the back where she sat on me, kissing me, letting their cum drip off her face, pressing her jizzed on breasts against my bare chest. It was gross…but I liked it.
She pulled my cock out and slowly gyrated her hips as she slid it inside her. She was in complete control.

And I loved it.

She went slow at first. It was my first time, whether she knew or not, and she treated me lovingly, kissing me as she sank onto me. Asking if I liked it like this. Asking me if I was ready for more? For faster? For harder?

“Yes,” I moaned.

“I love you,” she said.

And she didn’t stop until I finished inside her.

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When she let them back in the car, Blake wanted more but she was cleaned up, clothed, and not in the mood. He tried to force it but I sat him down. It was a quiet ride home. Mom stole glances at me, little smiles. I had them too.

Then she pulled up to our house. Our other roommates were out so we all went inside and mom got started on cooking us broccoli and fried rice and a good home-cooked meal.
And for dessert, Blake had to watch the rest of us and her and he never got that special by himself moment with Mom like I did.

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Let me know if you'd be interested in a whole blog dedicated to these erotic fantasies I have.

I missed an opportunity to be bad (and I'm having regrets of not going through with it). LONG STORY

Was in a work setup where a female colleague (let's call her R) and I had to stay in an Airbnb condo for a couple of weeks. I admit that R was my type body-wise (she had small love handles, her armpit to sideboob area is very "eatable" and her hips and thighs are to die for). Unfortunately, I had kept a professional distance with R. Other than office events, I had never been with R outside of office settings and we have kept mostly professional with our interactions. It was safe to say that I find her attractive but we were only office friendly (we were both with someone at the time).

On the early weeks of our stay, it became very apparent to me that R likes to drink and party hard. She usually does old-game in our place before heading out (she'd down a couple shots of tequila and some cans of beer). I've even went with her in some of her outings. Nothing special, just hard drinking and harder partying.

Now here's the part where the opportunity presented itself:
There was a night where she came home drunk from a party and decided to start drunk dancing while chugging down shots of tequila. She pulled me out from my room (was doing work) and asked me to be her drinking buddy (of course I indulged her). As a testament to her drinking strength, she downed half a bottle of Patron all by herself within 30 mins (I also got drunk with a couple shots of gin and 2 bottles of Blue Moon). She was so drunk that she could longer stand without swaying and she was practically zonked out. As a good friend and colleague, I carried her (we were shoulder to shoulder) to her room and laid her on the bed (at this point there was nothing inappropriate going on). While I was moving her to her side (so she won't asphyxiate in case she vomits) she started undressing to her underwear (pair of black lingerie). I was trying not to stare while positioning her but R started pulling down my shorts while she was kicking off her dress. By instinct, I stepped back in surprise. With me out of her reach, she tells me to take pictures of her. She starts moving around attempting to look seductive. She even moved her panties to the side as a tease (showing her pussy with a good trim of bush). Better judgement aside (note that I'm drunk too), I started taking a video of her. She was clearly drunk in the vid but it was hot nonetheless. After a minute or two of her drunk posing, she passes out. Given that she is on her back again, I approached to set her to her side. While my hand was on her back, she wakes up and reaches out again to my shorts. This time around, I let her pull it down since I want to already move her to her side (boxers were still on). After my shorts were at my ankles, she pulled her panties down, completely exposing herself. She then grabbed my hand and placed it on top of her pussy (I think she wanted to put it in but she was so drunk). At this point, I was shocked and still. I was not sure what to do (this is the first time I ended in this situation). After a couple of moments, she said "fuck me already". After hearing this, I instinctively started fingering her (what can I say, I got horny too). She reacted to my fingers (2 digits, g spot rubbing) with light moaning and saying "Good, but I want hard dick..." She was too drunk that she did not finish and passed out. At this point my dick was hard and bulging through my boxers. I'm also sure that she was staring at it before she passed out.

Now the painful part: Given that she's passed out, I ultimately decided to not pursue it forward (in hindsight, it was my good boy reflex). I pulled my fingers out, fixed her bra (a tit was out at this point) set her on her side, covered her with her blanket and got out of the room. For the remaining period that we were there, we never got that risky again. We never got to talked of what happened again. We remained colleagues until I transferred to another company.

I could have fucked her and HARD. Thinking about it, if I was a little move devious back then, I could have tested all of her holes without any problems (I have never tried rough anal at that point).

My perverted checklist (that I have obviously missed):

1. Rough Anal (she was passed out. Just a rub of lotion to my dick and I could go in already)
2. Throat Fuck
3. Fucking her in Kama Sutra Positions
4. Tit and Armpit fuck
5. Fuck Buddy opportunity (I think she wanted something to happen between us. She just never brought it up )

I've lurked on this site for a long time and just spent a while reading these confession posts. I thought I'd share an experience I had with my ex a couple of years ago - it's certainly not as depraved as some stories here, but 100% true, which I doubt could be said for the majority.

To give some background, when these events happened we'd been together a little under a year and living together for 6 months or so. We had a very healthy and active sex life, a little kinky (anal, toys, porn, etc.) but nothing that would probably even feature on the radar of the majority of posters here. I was in my early 30s, and she was in her mid 30s, very pretty, very petite, dyed auburn hair, perky C cup breasts. There will be no pics to preserve the anonymity of all parties, so don't bother asking.

She had been away for a few days visiting relatives, and she was always very horny after she had not seen me for a while. She texted me on her journey home to say that she wanted me, or words to that effect. I could tell she was a little tipsy from drinking in the buffet car on the train, and I had also probably had going on a bottle and a half of wine earlier that day. I was really horny and was looking forward to her return, so I replied "When you come in, don't say a word. Go to the bathroom and freshen up, then take off all your clothes and stand in the hallway facing the front door. Keep your glasses on. Start playing with your pussy. When I come out, do what I tell you." She replied "Yes Sir", so I knew she'd be game - but she had no idea what to expect.

I turned on the heating in the hallway (wouldn't want to get cold!) and set up my laptop on the table, with a porn clip on freeze frame with a girl getting fucked in the ass really hard. I didn't know exactly when she'd get back, so I just stayed in the living room, drinking a bit more and watching TV.

An hour and a half so later, I heard her come in and go into the bathroom. I waited till I heard her came back out and after a minute or so I came out into the hallway with a vibrator and KY jelly, which I placed on the table next to the laptop. She was already moaning lightly from rubbing her clit. I didn't say a word and came up behind her. I cupped one of her tits with one hand while sliding my finger out of her already wet pussy with another and kissing her on the neck to get her warmed up - gentle to start, in preparation of what was to come. Then I noticed she wasn't wearing her glasses, so I took off my belt and spanked her ass fairly hard. She jumped a little with each stroke of the belt. "Where are your glasses?" "Sorry sir, I forgot". "Go and get them", and she dutifully did.

I soon as she came back from the bathroom with her glasses on, I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. "On your knees" I said sternly. She did as she was told. I took my cock out and started roughly thrusting it into her mouth. It quickly got rock hard (I'm about 7.5 inches) and I grabbed the back of her head so that I was getting the full length in with every thrust. She gagged a little but couldn't speak to complain due to the fact she was getting her face roughly fucked. After a couple of minutes of this I pulled my cock out and started jacking it over her face. She opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out without me needing to tell her, and pretty soon I shot a 3-roper over her face and glasses and in her mouth. Usually she would clean up after this point with a napkin or a towel, but I had other ideas.

"Get on all fours in front of the laptop" I instructed. She did and I hit "play" on the video, with a woman moaning loudly with pleasure and pain as she got roughly pounded in her ass by a guy with a big cock. As she is on all fours watching this video with my cum dripping down her face, I spanked her a couple of times more with the belt, harder this time. "You know what's going to happen next?" I asked. "Yes sir" she whimpered.
As I was waiting to get hard again I would wipe some cum off her face with my finger and feed it to her. It didn't take very long at all before I was again in full tumescence. "Up back in front of the door" I told her. She stood up and faced the door again as my cock got harder than I imagined possible, with thoughts of what an obedient little slut she'd become. I came up behind her and handed her the vibrator as I lubed up her tight asshole with the KY.

Without much fanfare, I jammed my cock into her ass. She jumped and whimpered but didn't say anything. As I started thrusting and her ass become more receptive, I put my arm around her neck, choking her lightly. "Put the vibrator in your pussy" I ordered. We had tried this before but hadn't managed to get it to fit because she was so petite and tight and couldn't take my cock in her ass and the vibrator in her pussy simultaneously. This time she was so horny and wet that she managed to get it in with little difficulty.

She moaned as I continued fucking her, making sure to get the full length of my cock inside her with each reciprocating motion. "Where's my cock?" I asked. "In my ass, sir" came the whimpering reply. "Are you a little slut who likes getting double penetrated?" - I pulled her hair back again. "Yes sir" she replied subserviently.

Very soon she was experiencing wave after wave of orgasm, and between the idea of my cum still dripping down her face and my cock rubbing against the vibrator through the "wall" I couldn't hold much longer either. Soon I was filling her asshole up with streams of cum. As I came I loosened my grip on her hair and took my arm off her neck and she almost collapsed from all the sensations she was experiencing. I pulled my cock out of her ass, turned her around and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips. "Good girl, you've been a very good girl" I said. "Now go and get cleaned up." As she ran off to the bathroom, I could see she was on the verge of tears, clearly confused about how to feel about what she'd just experienced.

I cleaned myself up in the kitchen and waited for her to rejoin me. After she came back she wanted to cuddle and wanted me to be gentle with her, which I of course did. "Oh, by the way, hello and how was your trip?" I smiled.

That day opened the door to avenues of role play and domination that I had not theretofore experienced, but I'll save those stories for another day. Hope you perverts enjoy the story, and if there are any girls on here looking for similar treatment, hit me up!

Sorry, this is a long post but just had to share.

Just want to thank ML for reinvigerating a 40ish UK couples sex life! What with work, house, young kids, family etc sex was very occasional and even then it was a 5 minute quickie or a fumble! I’ve always watched porn as it’s a good stress relief - nothing sick or unusual, pretty straight forward. Wife knew and would watch sometimes for a few minutes, but never really got it.

I found ML about 2 months ago and watched for a few weeks to get an idea what it was all about. Appreciate a lot of it is made up and fantasy, but just something about it was different. Mentioned to my wife and she had a look with me one night. Well…fuck me did she not start feeling horny as we read through the boards! Before I knew it she had my cock out sitting on the settee and giving it a good polish. Shot a load pretty quick! A few more evenings, the same - cock out, might jack me off or if she was really horny she’d suck my cock, but wouldn’t let me finish on her because of the mess! Sometimes I’d get to finger her pussy at the same time.

Just before Christmas I suggested something different - each watch ML on a separate device but sit in different chairs. She seemed up for it! Both start watching at the same time and give each other suggestions for boards to look at. I was always first at opening my jeans to get my cock out. Shortly after, she’d start rubbing her pussy through her leggings and eventually her hand would go inside her leggings. Half watching my wife play with hereself and reading the boards at the same time was fucking hot. Eventually I had to go over and she’d jack my cock for a while and we’d have great sex on the settee. This went on the same for a while.

It also had changes during the day. The odd grab of arse cheek from both of us, walking past me she’d brush her hand against my cock, I’d sometimes grope a boob - just small things like that that has put me in a permanent state of semi (literally) arousal!

However, things changed up a gear on Christmas Day. My family were round for dinner. I was in the kitchen tidying up when she walked past me and did a quick arse grab and went into the utility room to get another bottle. She shouted me in thinking she needed a hand with something but no…..she undid my jeans and starting to stroke my cock. I couldn’t quite believe it as my parents, brother and his family were sitting about 12 feet away. I grabbed her tits which got her excited, but someone came into the kitchen so we had to stop. Family left about 2 hours later. Didn’t take long and we were on the living room rug in a 69 - hadn’t done that in nearly 20 years! She rolled off and a slipped my wet cock into her pussy and came hard quickly after.

Back to teasing each other using ML after Christmas, but New Year’s Day her family were here for dinner. Noticed wife was wearing a knee length skirt and shoes with a slight heel which showed off her nice calfs. Things she doesn’t really wear. Later on I had to use our en suite as the kids were in the bath with her mother kneeling next to the bath playing games with them! When I came out my wife was in the bedroom and said she had a surprise. I thought we can’t have sex just now with her family in the house! She pushed me onto the bed and she lifted her skirt! She wasn’t wearing any knickers and she had shaved her pussy smooth. Never seen her hairless in 20 years! I just about nutted in my pants. All she said was “new year, new look”!

We went downstairs are were sitting at the tabled and couldn’t stop thinking about her sitting there with no knickers and a beautiful clean pussy. Her family eventually left, and as soon as the door was closed she was on her knees in the hall with my cock in her mouth as she lifted the front of her skirt and played with her clit! Into the living room she sat on an armchair with one leg over the arm. I ate her pussy and tongue fucked her for about 30 minutes. It just tasted and felt so different. She then knelt on the settee and wanted me to enter her pussy from behind. Pushed her skirt up and opened her arse to get entry, but I dropped a blob of spit on her arsehole which made her jump. I quickly squeezed my cock into her tight arse as she protested, swinging her arm back to punch me in the hip a few times. Eventually she was moaning like a whore rubbing her pussy with her face in a cushion so not to wake the kids. I wasn’t quick enough to pull out so shot a huge load in her arse, what a mess as she squeezed it out dripping over her wet pussy. She wasn’t happy at the mess and have only had anal a handful of times when drunk as she’s not that into it.

A few days of teasing and sex followed, but last night while she was rubbing her pussy through her dress she jumped up from the chair and I thought she was going to come over, but she turned around and pulled up her long stretchy dress and knelt on the settee. With a look I’ve never seen before, she looked over her shoulder and told me to fuck her arse as she pulled her knickers to one side. I duly obliged and she kept telling me not to cum in her arse! I pulled out and entered her glistening wet pussy and stroked her hard while grabbing her bid swinging mum tits, until I felt her pussy begin to grab my cock as she again moaned into a cushion. She orgasmed on my cock which made me shoot the biggest load I can remember deep into her dripping pussy , my balls hurt so much after I came!

I’m just glad I got the snip about 5 years ago as I worked out I’ve shot a load in her pussy 19 times in the last mouth. That would certainly have resulted in child3!! Never had that much sex, not even as a teenager!

Next thing is she doesn’t know I’ve posted this as she’s not on line yet (dealing with one of the kids acting up going to bed!). Can’t wait to see her reaction when she realises it’s us! There is some risk as she said although she likes reading the boards and seeing the pics, she would never post anything!

I was adopted at a very young age to a very normal, albeit large, family. I'm one of seven. Being adopted has never been a problem for me. It hasn't brought along identification problems and such. I do remember when my parents decided to take in another child. She's my foster sister. She was bounced around between several different families for the same reoccurring problem. She would pit the father and mother against each other so that they would argue and fight. She would appear cute, innocent, and loveable to the father, and yet she was mean, hurtful, and aggressive towards the mother. My parents figured that they would be able to calm this child down and give her the steady family life that every child deserves.

We lived in a two family house that had three floors. My parents' bedroom was on the second floor, as well as the bedroom for the foster sister. My room was on the third floor. Space was never a problem, but privacy was at a premium with nine people living on two floors. Each floor had its own complete bathroom. The third floor proved to be the most private.

I was eight when she was first introduced into the family. She was fourteen. I'm Korean and she was Filipino. I never had an asian role model growing up. Almost immediately she took that role. I would try to be around her, hang out with her, talk to her, and just tag along with her whenever I could. However, after a while her old habits started again. My parents started to fight and bicker more and more. She was at the center of every argument. But me being only eight years old I didn't fully comprehend the depth of what was happening.

Slowly the fighting stopped and my parents agreed that they would care for her until she became a legal adult, then they would help her to become independent before she turned nineteen. This was decided when she turned sixteen. I was ten.

After dinner I would always go to her room and try to play with her. Sometimes I would get her to come to my room to play different games because I told her I would stop bothering her for the day if she did.

In my room I mentioned that I liked her. This grabbed her attention; she shut and locked the door. She started to probe deeper. She asked me questions like "Do I have a crush on anyone at school? Do I have a girlfriend? Have I ever kissed a girl? Have I seen a girl naked?" Of course I answered that I never had to a girlfriend and kissing a girl. I told her I've seen naked women on the playboy channel.

The next thing I knew the sister that I adored pulled down her tank top and pulled out the first pair of naked, real life, in person boobs I have ever seen. Her mocha skin, what I know to be B cups now, and dark nipples had me. I was like silly puddy in her hands and she knew it. I didn't get to touch, and she swatted my hand down when I tried.

Things still appeared to be normal. I spent so much time with her no one was really going to notice if I was away with her, even with the doors closed. Over the next two years, until she moved out, she questioned me further and taught me what sex was.

Some nights she would let me touch her boobs, fondle her nipples, and other nights she would show me her unshaved pussy. Most nights she would touch me. She would take off my pants and touch my penis and balls. She would give me hand jobs even though I wasn't in puberty yet, and she would suck on them.

She had me completely. Every night after dinner she experimented. She bribed me to let her lick my asshole by telling me I could touch her pussy. She licked and stuck her tongue into me while I was on all fours but I never got to touch her pussy. She bribed me again to let her stuck a finger in my butt by saying I could suck on her nipples. She would suck on her finger and slowly work it in to the knuckle and then suck my dick while she fingered me. She let me suckle her tits like I was her baby.

I began to go through puberty by the time she turned eighteen. We would both be naked, she sucking my dick and me not being able to touch her. I would cum in her mouth, she'd spit it out and play with it between her fingers, and then swallow it. She would sit on my face make me eat her out her pussy and asshole.

We never had intercourse. We've done everything except for anal and vaginal sex. Our hands have explored every inch of each others' bodies. I've cum on her face, tits, pussy and asshole. She left and lives on her own now.

With no way to contact her or see her, our sexcapades came to a end. I'm older now I'm going to be married to another girl. I can never forget her though. She probably would still have me completely in her hands even today.