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Dirty Roulette, aka a white label of flingster.com! You might remember when the website chatroulette.com came out almost a decade ago. Thought up by a seventeen-year-old girl from Moscow, Chatroulette really changed the model of your traditional webcam video chat. Instead of only being able to chat with one person (typically someone you knew well), suddenly anyone in the world could video chat with anyone else in the world, and you’d have no way of knowing who that other person might be. Teenage girls became the site’s initial main demographic, as it was a kind of exciting way to spend a Tuesday night, chatting with strangers on the internet.
As you might imagine, it did not take long at all for Chatroulette to be invaded by dirty old men. Within a year, parents were up in arms about how they should keep their kids off of Chatroulette because it became, as one psychiatrist put it, “…much too dangerous for children…a predator’s paradise.” Although I’ve never been on Chatroulette myself, from what I’ve heard, within a year of the site being in operation, it had become nothing more than a barrage of perverted old men jacking off on camera.
Although Chatroulette is still active, they have taken measures to curb this sort of behavior. They explicitly spoke out to discourage using the site for anything sexual and changed their terms and services to state that pornographic content is strictly forbidden. They even devised an algorithm to be able to recognize when something other than a face is being presented on camera. Can you imagine having the job of inputting the data for that algorithm? How many different dick pics do you think they had to look at? Sounds like a special kind of hell.
In the wake of the Chatroulette controversy, however, plenty of porny entrepreneurs saw a whole new market present itself. And that’s how we got sites like slutroulette.com and Dirty Roulette. By using the Chatroulette model of randomized webcam chats (and the ability to quickly skip to a new partner), all of the dirty old men in the world now had an outlet to indiscriminately broadcast their dirty old dicks. Eureka!
Okay, Enough Boring Fucking History for Now; Let’s Get to the Good Stuff…
That brings me to Dirtyroulette.com. The website is extremely pared down. It consists of nothing but two screens on top of one another (one showing your chat partner, and one showing you), a chat box to the right, a series of control buttons (start, stop, and girls [more on that later]), a disclaimer saying that you must be 18+ to use the site, and a lengthy description of how to use the site underneath the chat section.
Go ahead, enter your gender, click start, and give Dirtyroulette access to your webcam and microphone. Now you’re ready to have some hot video chats with sexy sluts from around the world! Alright, let’s go.
Alright! Bring on the Random Sexy Sluts!
Click start. There’s a dick. Skip. Another dick. Skip. An old man stroking his shriveled-up dick. Skip. Either a hairy thigh or a hairy dick. Skip. Ooh, is that the smooth leg of a hot chick? Nope, just an extremely zoomed in dick. Damn it. This could go on, I would imagine, for weeks and I bet you’d never find a single girl on this site. I couldn’t stomach more than a couple of minutes of it, though, so I decided to click the “girls” button, thinking maybe this would save me from the hellscape of dicks I’d somehow stumbled into.
Okay, now I’m brought to a new url: girls.dirtyroulette.com. This version is set up the exact same way as the original, but, instead of my eyes being assaulted by disgusting old man dick, there’s a sexy woman rolling around on her bed in her panties. Ah, much better. On my cam screen, though, there’s a prompt to allow the site to use Java. Otherwise, I won’t be able to interact with her. I click accept and am told that I must verify my age.
Well, that is awfully fucking curious, isn’t it? I could have been thirteen years old and seeing more dicks than any straight man needs to see in a whole lifetime, and that’s okay, no age verification necessary, but now I want to see some tits and I have to be eighteen? What the fuck’s up with that?
I’ll tell you what the fuck’s up with that. Once I click on “verify now,” I’m brought to a different site, myfreecams.com. It looks like your typical xxx cam site—a bunch of thumbnails of cam girls who are live, a list of filters to the left, and a spot to log-in located in the top right-hand corner.
From there, I am prompted to sign up with my email address (they don’t even make me enter my date of birth or anything to verify my age, by the way). I sign up thinking ‘what the hell,’ it’s not like they want my credit card info or anything. They send me a confirmation email, I go click the link, and now I am able to use Myfreecams (AKA purchase tokens). Okay, whatever. But what happened to girls.dirtyroulette.com?
I go back to Dirtyroulette, wondering if maybe now that I signed up for Myfreecams I will also be able to get my roulette chat on. Nope, same thing as before: “verify your age.” I click it again, and I’m back to Myfreecams. Looks like “girls.dirtyroulette.com” is actually just a whitelisting for Myfreecams (keep an eye out on my review on that to come).
Maybe Change the Name to Dickroulette?
As far as porn sites for straight guys go, Dirtyroulette doesn’t have much to offer. Unless, of course, you’re looking to try out a new cam site, but it is not roulette style. If dick is your thing, though, I’m sure you’ll have a grand old time on Dirtyroulette—it’s easy to use, requires no signing up, and there is seemingly no end to the amounts of dicks you can interact with.
Another thing Dirtyroulette has going for it (that I definitely didn’t expect to see from a roulette site) is remarkably impressive video quality. There were hardly any lags, and (much to my dismay) all the dicks appeared, one after the other, in crystal clear, highly responsive live videos (not that I stuck around too long to have a lengthy chat with anyone).
I also applaud Dirtyroulette for stepping up and providing an outlet for all the dirty old men in the world who could be attempting to plague innocent sites like Chatroulette. Somebody had to do it. Better that it’s someone like me being inundated with an endless stream of dirty old dicks than some unassuming young girl in Idaho. So, that’s a positive mark in my book.
The site itself is also designed well—it’s super simple to figure out, easy to use, and even a monkey could figure out how to navigate it. Oh, dear God, if you do use Dirtyroulette, for the love of Christ, please keep your pet monkey far away from your computer. Even though some of the nasty old dicks I saw during my brief visit to the site could have belonged to a chimp for all I know—you hairy, gross fucking Neanderthals.
I’ll never understand the urge that so many men have to just show their dicks to everyone. Most of the dicks I saw were not even that impressive. It does make me wonder, though, if there isn’t something deeply embedded in our idiotic evolutionary DNA, an inexplicable desire to show what we’re packing to potential mates: “You Jane. I Dick. We fuck now.” Maybe that’s also the unconscious place Louis C.K. was operating from when he decided to just whip his cock out and start jerking it in front of chicks. Deep down, we’re all still just monkeys who need to cum.
Anyway, Where Was I? Oh, Yeah, Dickroulette.
Long story short, Dirtyroulette is a dick lover’s paradise. They do not, however, have much of interest for straight guys, so, unfortunately, our quest for a decent hetero video roulette site continues. And, I hate to say it boys, but the odds that we will succeed in this quest are looking pretty slim. Women can make really good money on those paid cam sites, so that doesn’t leave a whole lot of incentive for them to offer it up on the free with any and every gross dick with a webcam and internet service.
That’s okay, though, it’s a sellers’ market, and I for one definitely don’t mind tipping a workin’ girl if she’s earned it. So, I’m off to see what Myfreecams has to offer. I saw way too many dicks today, it’s definitely time for me to cleanse my palette. Happy fapping, fuckers (just please don’t make me watch).
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Hi this is Rajiv Mehta, Delhi me rehta hu aur wipro me kaam karta hu abhi mujhe job pe lage hue 1 saal hi hua hai. Aaj jo mein pko batane jar aha hu vo ek dum sacchi ghatna hai.Ab kahani pe ate hai. Mere ghar me 4 family member hai mom dad aur ek bhai aur ek sister(Roshni).Dad ka khud ka business hai mom ghar pe hi rehti hai bhai banglore me job karta hai aur sister ne 12th ke exam diye hai aur vo agey ki padhai correspondence se karna chati hai. Uski umar 18 saal hai.Asal me jo meri sister hai...
Sandy couldn’t sleep. She hears slight snoring coming up from the bottom bunk. Even with air conditioning, it is hot inside in August. She only has a sheet over her and no PJs, just panties and tee. She is also restless. Lightly touching herself, she slides a hand down under her panties to her mons and quickly to her pussy. Rubbing her clit slowly, then a little faster, she heats even more. She feels unsatisfied. It has been a few busy days since her brother had last been inside her, and it...
There was only one problem – no man in my life. I’m considered “cute” a sexual death sentence o if I’ve ever heard one. People have daughters that are cute. Sisters are cute. Even puppies and kittens are cute. Cute doesn’t get the kind of sex I wanted. I pondered the problem as I walked home from work. Frustrated, I went through my closet looking for an outfit that would say available and dangerous. What I found were tweeds, sweaters and professional wear. I came to a simple realization – not...
Introduction: My friends story My friends story Ricks WIFE 3 (3 of 6) For several weeks, our life went on pretty much as normal. Linda had resisted my attempts to have HIM identified. My feelings had been a little hurt since I felt that her reticence implied that I somehow could not be trusted to let the incident drop. I think I could have gotten her to tell me if I had been more persistent, but I had suddenly realized that his anonymity contributed to the eroticism of the fantasy for me, and...
I had been going to the same small newsagents for years to pick up my favorite femdom magazine "Madame in a World of Fantasy.," I suppose in this day and age I should have simply taken out a subscription and got it sent to my home. I picked it up personally however for two reasons, one I did not want my wife to find out about my perverted fantasies and two because I reveled in the humiliation when the wife of the older couple who ran the shop was serving. She gave me such a look of...
Al and me have been mates since high school and we have always been close getting around to ech others house when ever we could. Al doesnt know i enjoy a mans company inside the bedroom, but i have always wanted to tell him so that i could possibly enjoy him someday.Anway Al's dad is early 60's and still in good nick for an older man. i have for years now eyed him off on many occasions like when we would all be in the pool on a hot summers day or just before he heads off to bed in just his...
Linda waved Tallulah Sorensen and Charlie Olmos good-bye, as she got into her Jeep and started the engine. Tallulah and Charlie had been seeing each other for two months now and the same old story was happening again: boy meets girl, who happens to be Linda's friend; boy has the hots for Linda, and girl doesn't have a clue about it. Charlie came on to her during lunch break. When his girlfriend wasn't looking, with the most matter-of-fact tone of voice he could muster up, Charlie...
If you have read some of my other stories you will know that I have been fucking my step niece for about ten years now and her mother longer than that. Each time I penetrate my niece I am doing it in hopes, both of us hope actually, that I leave a baby inside her.She already has had a baby. At eighteen she got knocked up by some slack jawed boyfriend of hers. Even when dating him I was still putting my older dick into that tight young pussy of hers. But after the baby was born a DNA test...
We all lead different lives. And none of us is exactly what he or she appears to be. The same holds true for me, I guess. My name is Farah Al-Mokhtar, and I was born in the City of Khor Angar in the Republic of Djibouti. I’ve been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for the past fifteen years. I’m twenty years old. A lot of people are surprised when I tell them that I am a Christian. While it’s true that the Republic of Djibouti is ninety four percent Muslim, six percent of the...