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CONFESSION CONFESSION Sept 4th 2003, Received a call from an old school girlfriend,she had split from an unfaithful partner & was looking for a stop overto sort her life out. She had not called me for around 3 years, but we were very close as schoolfriends, and had some mutual friends in adult life. Feeling apprehensive ofher staying with me, I still agreed she could come. But how would I hide thelife I lead. The dungeon below my home & the frequent phone calls I received & thelavish style I...
Confession By Blueheatt __I hooked up with new girlfriend Ava. She was a professional licensed sex therapist. As time went by she told me how these women just need to get things off their mind and then she can get to any problems after that. I said: I bet you have a lot of stories you could tell. She said she couldnt tell any of them because of legal confidentiality rules, like a priest will never reveal anything said in a confessional. No law can force him to. I like to write porn stories,...
THE CONFESSION If I had to describe myself or the life that I have lived up until this point I would say that I have known the pleasure of the flesh to be the greatest part of my life. Some might say that I have been damaged by my up bring, but how can having the complete love and devotion of two loving parents be wrong? Yes the title of my story is correct, I am an i****t whore; having fucked nearly forty members of my family, watch includes my mother and father, my two brothers and four...
Written and edited with the help of an ex-catholic friend. This story may stir some controversy but then why write if it tastes like vanilla. Raised in Boston to love, honor and obey his family and one-day to fulfill his spiritual calling, Tom O’Brien was the youngest of six American bred Irish children. Every Irish Catholic family dreams of the day that one of their children will be ordained into the priesthood, increasing the prospect of an eternal reward in Heaven for the parents, and...
FetishThe work of a priest is never done. Not that I am complaining, I enjoy my work. I step into the central compartment of the confessional and draw the curtain behind me. Sitting in the dark I can not read the scriptures but instead spend my time waiting examining my own guilty conscious and asking for forgiveness for my own many sins preparing myself to hear the confessions of my flock. I don't have to wait long until I hear the shy footsteps of my first confessor approaching quickly down the...
"Confession time!" I announced as I passed the bottle of wine my girlfriends and I were working on. "I wanna hear all about your deepest, darkest confessions! Make me forget that bastard that cheated on me!" I knocked back my third glass of wine and reached for the bottle after Nikki passed it back to me. All of the women sitting around the fire started to giggle and point fingers to one another, trying to get someone to confess. "Oh, all right, said Shana. "I'll go but you all have to promise...
I once jerked off in a Starbuck’s restroom after taking some upskirt shots of the soccer mom drinking her latte. Another time, I stole my sister’s panties and used them as a mask while I cranked off into her pillow. What’s your dirty confession? That’s the question behind XConfessions, an arty porn site that makes smut based on anonymous confessions.The site was started in 2013 by Spanish porn visionary Erika Lust. She initially just wanted to create an online place for people to share their...
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Reddit NSFW ListI am a male in my 40’s from Minnesota, and I love to let my wife fuck other men. I do not have a very large cock, it is only about 6 1/2 inches long but a little on the thicker side. My wife loves large cock, and by this I mean at least 8 inches. I used to be the type of guy who was totally against this kind of stuff until 1 night watching a porn with my wife that was full of swingers. Ever since, the door has been open for my wife to fuck other men. We have been married for 20 years now, and...
I know you asked me for discretion, and I will honor that, but I have to get this out and off my chest. I was contacted by a female who I shall leave nameless on xham, (I'll call her Pinkie). We messaged several times back and forth, and eventually I clicked the friend request button. Time passed and no friends. OK, whatever, it doesn't always have to be. Well, that night she messaged me and said that she just realized how close we lived to each other, and wouldn't it be awesome if we could...
"Ready for your bath, dear?" Anne Pilson asked. "Yeah, I guess so," Lindy replied while still doing her homework. "Just give me another minute, okay?" "I'll go run the water," Anne replied, "take your time." Five minutes later Anne could hear her eighteen year old daughter climbing the steps to the second floor bathroom. She smiled to herself, still glad that Lindy still enjoyed the Thursday evening baths that had started when she was just a baby. "It's not to hot is it?" Lindy asked while...
When i was 16, my friend and I went to a party, drank a lot as usual. At the end of the night, we came back to his parents house, nobody were home. We were used to sleep in the same bed because we didn’t have to make another bed. That night we went to bed and start talking shit cause we were wasted, we talked about a lot of things, talked about girls and then he asked me if I’ve ever sucked a cock. I said : nah bro, have you? He was negative too. We talked about gay things and whatever, so he...
I glanced up at Mark as he finished wiring two leads to a small box of electronics. The other ends of the leads were connected to a cold, metal dildo, which was strapped firmly inside me. This was my punishment for last night. I shuffled slightly on the bed, the bonds allowing me very little movement, but the device stayed firmly inside me. My ankles were tied to the front corners of the bed, and my wrists were tied to a table that was fixed in place over the top of the bed. My old word...
"Ready for your bath, dear?" Anne Pilson asked. "Yeah, I guess so," Lindy replied while still doing her homework. "Just give me another minute, okay?" "I'll go run the water," Anne replied, "take your time." Five minutes later Anne could hear her eighteen year old daughter climbing the steps to the second floor bathroom. She smiled to herself, still glad that Lindy still enjoyed the Thursday evening baths that had started when she was just a baby. "It's not to hot is it?" Lindy asked while...
InterracialBe it life or death, we crave only reality. If we are really dying, let us hear the rattle in our throats and feel cold in the extremities; if we are alive, let us go about our business. Walden, Henry David Thoreau. She was asleep, he nearly so; I sat in the corner, trying and failing to concentrate on my book. There were a thousand places I would rather be than here, but she needed him, and he needed me. (In retrospect, these many years later, I think we were both fooling ourselves, he...
Kathy Wu paused at the top of the stairs as she reached the sixth floor of the seven-story apartment house. The old tenement building had been built without the convenience of an elevator and if she had been visiting anyone other then her friend Jiang Li, she would've insisted that they meet her in the lobby. Stepping up to apartment 6B, the twenty-three year old ran one hand through her shoulder length black hair as she rang the small doorbell with the other. A long minute passed before the...
In a story I once read, an author addressing himself to lovers of incest stories, told of the ease with which he was able to seduce his mother. He ended his letter saying that there many mothers who would gladly welcome their sons with wide-open arms and legs into their beds, if their hot and horny sons only make a pass at them. He went on to point out that many a single mother, without a lover in her life, more then not were inching for cock and would ultimately, in spite of their moral...
Im 42 yrs old. divorced, and a closet gay sissy. I always have been.I cant start from the begining cuz of the u******e thing so Ill start on my 18th birthday.I went to school for half days, then work for the other half. every day I would stop at home; while my parents were at work, and jack off.but not like most boys. most boys would blow their load, wipe it up and be done. That was fine at first but I wanted to be as perverted as I could with my hour of total privacy. See back then, growing up...
True story. —- In my defense, I can argue that his computer was so much better than mine. Well, sort of. Anyway, Id use any excuse I could find to justify my curiosity. Dad used to spend so much time at night in his computer… sometimes I woke up very late at night to drink water or use the bathroom, and Id notice the light in his bedroom. His computer light. Oh, there should be something really, really good happening over there, and I had to know what it was. But first, let me say something...
I guess that you could say that I've been a whore...a slut...whatever you wanna call me. I love sex, I can't help it...from my first time when I was a young girl, I've craved it more and more, and I've kept it a secret from everybody...I thought that if anyone knew, then I'd get a reputation for it, you know? I didn't want guys to reject me because they knew I'd been with other guys, so I never told them, I always played the fool... My name is Alison, and this is my story.
Now if you think this is going to be a stoke story, forget it. Actually, that's not the way I write nor do most stroke stories turn me on. So, I usually avoid them and really don't have any interest in writing them. Like lots of guys, I like sexual stories. They satisfy the prurient interest that is part of most guys' psyche. Mine too. A lot of stories include coming of age scenarios, you know, little ones losing their Virginity! Well, not real little ones, you know, not pre-pubescent...
It was 12 55 am, the club was buzzing with music, the RnB base made Stefania's head swim, she was looking at her best friend, who was dancing with her other friends, and she sighed inwardly, lately shes been having these thoughts about her best friend which werent exactly genuine, they were sort of fantasies which bothered Stef alot. She looked at the time, it was only 1 02, the night was still young but the thoughts were constantly in Stefs head, she decided to drink something. She had to get...
LesbianWritten and edited with the help of an ex-catholic friend. This story may stir some controversy but then why write if it tastes like vanilla. Raised in Boston to love, honor and obey his family and one-day to fulfill his spiritual calling, Tom O’Brien was the youngest of six American bred Irish children. Every Irish Catholic family dreams of the day that one of their children will be ordained into the priesthood, increasing the prospect of an eternal reward in Heaven for the parents, and...
Her skirt was so impossibly tight he found himself fantasizing about what colour and style of lacy knickers she might be wearing beneath it (if any) as she turned to one side and bent forward. He also noted how her full but pert tits seemed to float in a pair of shapely cups beneath the brightness of her shiny blouse. He then idly speculated on what she could do with those deep red lips as her long blonde hair cascaded carelessly down over her bobbing bosom like a magical waterfall."Yesss!", he...
CheatingHer skirt was so impossibly tight he found himself fantasizing about what colour and style of lacy knickers she might be wearing beneath it (if any) as she turned to one side and bent forward. He also noted how her full but pert tits seemed to float in a pair of shapely cups beneath the brightness of her shiny blouse. He then idly speculated on what she could do with those deep red lips as her long blonde hair cascaded carelessly down over her bobbing bosom like a magical waterfall. “Yesss!”,...
After a long afternoon of delivering the sacraments to the three city hospitals, Father Antony Secco took a short detour on his way back to the rectory of St. Jude Thaddeus. It'd been several days since he heard the young musician's confession, but his words still echoed in the young priest's mind. This fantasy fulfillment agency called It's Just Sex! sounded like just what he needed. He dropped a quarter into the pay phone and punched the number he'd memorized. The voice answering was crisp,...
TabooAfter a long afternoon of delivering the sacraments to the three city hospitals, Father Antony Secco took a short detour on his way back to the rectory of St. Jude Thaddeus. It’d been several days since he heard the young musician’s confession, but his words still echoed in the young priest’s mind. This fantasy fulfillment agency called It’s Just Sex! sounded like just what he needed. He dropped a quarter into the pay phone and punched the number he’d memorized. The voice answering was crisp,...
Rebecca and Olivia meanwhile would be going into Sixth Form. Their old school didn’t have one, so they’d be moving to Dylan’s school for the next 2 years, which made things a lot more convenient for magical fun. Making sure his phone had charged overnight, Dylan got dressed into his trousers and shirt for school, and went downstairs for breakfast, where he of course tuned into BBC Breakfast to watch his new favourite weather girl in action. His cock stirred at the thought of what they’d...
I was asked a while back to write about the housewives of McKinney, Texas, an upscale bedroom community north of Dallas. I declined to write about the ladies, my close friends, out of fear that I might be discovered. I was assured that if I didn’t give their true names, no one would know. Still. I was hesitant to write anything because, you know, ladies talk.Then one of our group members decided she would start chronicling our discussions, so to beat her to the punch, I decided I’d write down...
NovelsMy next-door neighbor Patty reminded me a lot of Carol. Both had beautiful dark hair and exceptionally pretty faces, and although Carol was tall and Patty short, there was still something about both of them that somehow made them sisters. And while Carol, with her almond-shaped green eyes and long fine legs looked erotic, Patty was the very definition of erotic. “Do you like to masturbate?” Patty asked me softly, her voice barely audible over the hum of the fan. We were sitting next...
by Zvogel For my last birthday Maggie surprised me by telling me she will fulfil one of my fantasies, she’s arranged a for a portfolio of studio photos of her, you know the usual type, given a makeover, dressed in a sexy dress and posed in provocative poses. As it 's my birthday treat, if she has the bottle, some topless pics as well, I dropped her off at the studio. “Pick you up in an hour, enjoy your self, Love you .” I say. She smiles back at me and blows a kiss. The first...
Summer was nearing a close. It was nice late Sunday morning. The thirty-seven-year-old, Kevin Pittman, was in the driveway handwashing the blue 1981 Datsun 280ZX his father had gifted to him when he retired and moved, with his wife, to Nevis. Kevin’s c***dren – Destiny, aged ten, and Amir, aged seven – were playing freeze tag in the front yard of the suburban 2,169-sqare-foot, three-bedroom, two-and-a-half-bath, house that included a 232-square-foot bonus room Kevin had converted into a guest...
The tall, slender, dark haired man, dressed in scrubs and carrying a laptop and a small bag over his shoulders, walked up to the door of the large well maintained house and rang the door bell. A moment or two later, the door was opened by a very attractive woman wearing a silky blue robe whose auburn hair was still wet, as if she had just emerged from a shower. "Ms. Patience?" he asked the blond haired, blue eyed woman in front of him. Upon seeing her nod, he continued. "I'm Dr. Seymour...
My man and I had finished our shower and he is sitting in the dining area reading the paper with just a towel around his waist. His friend Tony is visiting and is sitting across from him. I come up behind him and run my hands over his back and into his hair. He leans back into my hands enjoying the attention as I lean over his shoulder with my long dark hair brushing his back and body. While my lips and tongue enjoy the taste and feel of his skin, Tony is getting a full view and is looking...
VoyeurA week passed and Liz was amazed to find she couldn't even face Ted or Beth. She was too scared and humiliated from that night on the roof, She was scared they might blame her for some reason. She might be the one to logically point to and say, "She's the one who got us into all this." After all, she was the first one Don had caught. Maybe she'd given that slimy bastard the idea with all her uninhibited fucking. She was so confused she didn't know what to think. All she really knew was...
This is another hot experience I had with my sister-in-law a few days ago. We have had sex a few times since our first time. Those times were few and far in between and not as hot as the first time or this. It was in the middle of the week and we were expecting heavy snow in my area. I had the capabilities to work from home so I did, my wife on the other hand does not and she had to go into the office. Usually when I work from home I don't get much work done, just a lot of watching TV or porn...
TabooVI ‘Remember what you are, Kitten.’ Her words were clear as her soft lips were pressed against my ear, making me shiver with need. I nodded at the reminder, grateful for it. It would be easy to forget my true nature here and get lost in all the lust that surrounded me. I found myself staring at the ceiling, willing to into focus, my gaze traveling between it, Kay’s mischievous eyes, and Cindy’s slight smirk. Jenny was still with us cradling my foot in her hands as she sucked my big toe into...
Cherry Kiss is one of the best whores analized.com has ever seen. She loves to be fucked like a whore and treated like a cum rag. Today, Cherry has requested as much cock as she could get. She is brought two big white cocks to satisfy and suck off. The men take turns deep throating her and skull fucking her. They waste little time before opening up her tight backdoor. Cherry Kiss swaps between gagging on their cocks while they fuck her ass rough and hard. This isn’t enough for the blond...
xmoviesforyouYes, this is yet another new story from me, the now-infamous author of the Marilyn stories. Don't worry, fair fans. She'll be back in due time. Meanwhile, try this story out for size, and let me know what you think. Also, I reserve all commercial and non-electronic rights to this story. If you're not legally permitted to read this in your neck of the woods, well, don't. CLOSER TO CLOSURE - By Brett Lynn Jenn Dyson slammed her apartment door shut, purse in hand. After...
Quelques jours passés prenant ma douche au matin. Une dame entrant reconnaissant Céline prenant place dans la seconde. Sortant dix minutes plus tard une serviette à la taille comme Andrée me l'avait suggérée auparavant (texte no 2). Céline arrêtant le jet d'eau pour s'essuyer et ensuite remettre sa petite culotte. Ouvrant le rideau à ma grande surprise apparaissant seins nus. Venant devant l'évier tout près de moi sans gêne. Me regardant un bref instant pour m'adresser la parole. La madame de...
I woke up the next morning in pain. There was a reason that I needed to go the night before, but now my poor bladder was reminding me of that reason. After taking care of my bladder and getting dressed, I headed downstairs. I found Liz already in the kitchen working on breakfast. "Morning Liz." "Good morning Rich. Sleep well?" "Too damn tired not to, as always." "Yeah, your father told me that you work too hard. Has it been any easier with the girls help?" "Definitely. I have...
There is something very romantic about lying back on a tub and drawing a warm washcloth up over the chest of the girl in your arms. A warm, soapy wash cloth being pulled slowly up her belly and over the nubile young tit, slowly, both of us watching and the Cat arching up against my left shoulder, slowly, so slowly I could see her nipple get visibly harder as my hand palmed the cloth around her breasts, but I just circled the cloth slowly around as a tease. The Cat made this half snarly thing...
Hi i am riya from bhubaneswar mujhe jab pata chala ki sex exp ko asi net pe share karte hai to me bhi apni exp share karna chahati hu jo apko pasanda ayegi me jo bol ne ja rahi hu wo mere bhai ke sath mera peheli bar thi mujhe pehele se exp hai thodi thodi. Ab me bina bore kiye hua apko mere family ke bare batati hu meri family ek higher middil class family hai mummy papa me aur mera ek chota bhai hai me 26 ki hu aur mera bhai 23 ki haiye kahani 2 saal pehele ki hai . are me to apni bare apko...
I pull in and see an 18 wheeler up ahead but no one else around. I stay back a bit from the truck and choose to let the dog roam a bit on the leash while I sit on top of the picnic table. A truck pulls in and I only notice that it looks like two guys in it. I turn back to my dog and ignore them. Suddenly my dog is running toward the front of the table. I hop off the table to gather her up and continue on my trip when a guy that must have gotten out of the truck comes up behind me. ...
This is a 100% true story of our first time playing with a single male.Our first adventure was around 10 years ago. We talked about it for years leading up to it, my hubby Charles was all for it but I, Lynlee, took a lot of convincing. Looking back at it now i feel really silly for all the hesitation I had back then. Hubby was my first kiss, my first and only sexual partner.We are from Utah and so of course we were both raised in the Mormon faith. We are temple married, I dont wear the garments...
My wife insists that I am a jerk for taking advantage of Cindy's vulnerability. She also made me tell her every detail of how I seduced Cindy. After a round of delightful sex, she made me retell the story with every detail of how Cindy seduced me. She enjoyed the second telling as much as the first. Later, she pointed out that I owed it to Cindy to allow our friendship to continue. I was not sure what Cindy wanted. We chatted briefly online a couple of times, and she did not sound overly eager...
Straight SexLet’s Get This Party Started Hermione arrived with Ron, Ginny, and Harry in the sunroom of the family cottage at Anglesey. Cottage was probably a bit of a misnomer, holiday home was probably a better term but even that failed to express the size and comfort of the home. It was an extensively remodeled, two-story, 12-bedroom Georgian built on a secluded five-acre plot surrounded by trees. Despite their remoteness, they had electricity connected to the house and it was a wonder of Muggle and...
I have always had a healthy abundance of secret sexual fantasies that I’ve stored in my spank bank for years and many are similar to the stories described on your website by your followers. The thought of my lovers (past girlfriends and current wife} sleeping with other men has always been a huge turn on to me but I had never really pursued these desires with any kind of true passion for fear of being ostracized. The closest I ever came was with an “on again/off again” girlfriend I dated...
Cheating WifesLife was good right now. Rachael, the girl who I had met at the supermarket when her car had a flat tyre, and I were beginning a relationship which was enhanced by the fact that her sister Joanne and their mother Fiona were sexually involved in it.It had been just over two weeks since our four way sex orgy that had spilled from Saturday evening through until Sunday afternoon and there was the promise that it would be repeated … often!Joanne had joined us in our sexual fun on more than one...
Jón and Forni dressed much neater and with less fuss after I explained to Jón how a hero had to act like a hero, and not like a child. He, in turn, told something similar to Forni and now it may be difficult for them to act like children again. On the way to the dining room, Jón was congratulated again and by inference so was Forni. They still acted like children pretending to be adults and I was happy with that. Their knives were now proudly displayed at their waists. The other children...
Thanks, as always, to the great editing of Steve Zink! This story is dedicated to Phil 0909 who had the wisdom, and good taste, to win the bidding war for my work on the FM auction. I'm glad he enjoyed the story I wrote for him. Domestic Tangle By Eric ROB I feel like I'm sitting on top of the world! I've been rolling sevens the whole last year. I graduated in the top ten in my class at USC, and got named to the second team all America in football. My picture got...
"Yes, I am checking in," I said, putting my credit card on the desk. The woman behind the desk took the card and looked at the name. She was about 5 feet 10 inches tall with dark black hair and brown eyes. Her skin was beautifully tanned and her lips were painted a reddish-brown colour. As she looked at the card I watched the long dark lashes on her lids closely slowly over her huge, sparkling eyes. She slowly opened her eyes again, and reached for a box of cardboard cards sitting off beside...
My name is Kingsley and I wish I could say that I was an average guy about to start his first day at normal high school. The sad reality is that I don’t the correct word for what I am in English is a monster I know because of movies like twilight and shows like teen wolf you will immediately think that I am a werewolf or a vampire but I’m not even something remotely as cool. My dad is cool he is just bones and takes people to hell when they die if you haven’t already figured it out I’m the...
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Kimberly kept glancing at her watch. The morning seemed to drag. She couldn't wait for noon, feeling special that Mr. Harrington asked her to lunch. She was becoming quite infatuated with him. As it turned out, she was engrossed in paperwork and startled when Steve said, "Ready?" Kimberly's head shot up and then she smiled. She stood, twirling to show off the blue button-down dress he had requested. They took the elevator down to the employee garage and walked to the reserved parking...
Jacob hadn't always been a morning person. But now, his body was on school time, which meant that even on his days off, he was up at 6:30. Despite a night of lovemaking with Ann Marie, his internal clock still woke him up. She was pressed against his back, her arm thrown around him. Her breath tickled the back of his neck. Her breasts were mashed flat against him, a feeling he wished to never be without. With a sigh, Jacob slipped out of her grasp to answer nature's call, then returned to...
A little over a year ago Jose and I were wrapping up one of our sex sessions as was becoming the norm on a bi-weekly basis. We laid there next to each other on the lawn chair in my back yard recovering from the great sex we just had for about 10 minutes or so just shooting the shit. As we both started to get up and Jose was getting his clothes back on he asked me if he could bring some more friends next time. I replied to him that Miguel was always welcome and he didn’t need to ask if he wanted...
Long Weekend at the Lake ___________________________________ No institution or agency may use this work for other than the intended purpose – to provide personal entertainment. All characters are fictional. This is a work of fiction. Of fantasy. It’s called ‘My Right of Free Speech.’ If you do not approve of youngsters engaged in various sexual acts . . . or if you live in one of the God-forsaken States that bans possessing/reading such material . . then please, PLEASE, go someplace...