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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,...
"Piraaaateeeen!!" Der Ruf des wachhabenden Maats im Ausguck zerriss die betriebsame Ruhe auf dem Deck der "Proud of Britain" Bis zu diesem Zeitpunkt war es eine ruhige, angenehme Reise gewesen. So angenehm, wie sie für eine junge Frau wie Mary-Ann Davenport auf einem Handelsschiff des frischen 18. Jahrhunderts in der Karibik sein konnte. Sie war die attraktive Tochter des Gouverneurs von Port Royal und die einzige Frau an Bord. Die Zustände auf einem Handelsschiff wie diesem waren äußerst...
Bad Karma Part IV - A Switch in Time The sex with Ben last night had been great, although it was never quite the real thing with the bodysuits. Oscar as Wendy had stuck to being the good little woman who took her man in the standard missionary position, but had been sorely tempted to suggest that she might like to take it up the rear. Although there were many men who would do that with a woman, some men had a blocker on such activities and Oscar just had the feeling that Ben was one...
Samantha’s First Threesome Gallery of Independent Artist’ Coalition.I love my job. I lucked up and landed at this small, unique art gallery after college. I tried to make it as a sculptor and received a rude awakening. My private school education in art gets you exactly jack shit in the way of marketable skills in the real world. “Samantha, my Mother demurred, “it is time to grow up and get a real job.” I was selling a piece at an upscale auction when I met Jonathan and his wife Maddie. They...
Hello,It's been a while. What’s your greatest fear, pet?You don’t know? I do. It’s being exposed to people you know. To your friends, to your family. If they could suspect even the slightest thing your whole world would get overthrown. This is why you will keep showing yourself off to strangers for me. Because they don’t know you. Nobody knows your name. Maybe in a little while nobody will even remember your face, but everyone will remember what you did for me. And most of all you will know...
ExhibitionismMatt and Courtney sat in one of the alcoves, the couple looking out at the snow-covered mountains, Matt with a cup of coffee and Courtney with a cup of hot tea. "You're being awfully quiet," the Alpha said to his wife. Courtney broke off her stare of the outside world and turned her gaze to her husband's smiling face. "We went to the moon," she whispered. Then shaking her head, "Astronauts go to the moon; normal people don't. It was ... It was..." She wound down and just looked at...
Mrs. O'Grady was surprised when I came home early, in such a good mood. She smiled and cried when I told her that Sarah was alive, going to be my partner and that she was going to pick me up in a car the FBI was going to supply. I told her about our going dancing tonight. I'm afraid I let the good news get the better of me. I grabbed Mama O'Grady, lifted her up and spun around a few times. Of course when I let her down, I had to run to my room to avoid being hit with the kitchen broom....
As I knocked on her door, she was there in a jiffy. She had a broad smile on her face, and pulled me in and as her arms went around me, she gave me a tongue welding, sloppiest kiss I had ever had. As she was kissing me I felt her hand squeeze my soft cock through my pants. I thought this is going well. I can do this. Are we going to work or fuck? “John. I’m so glad you have came back. I enjoyed the last time you were here, and I am hoping that we can continue with the work we have...
(1) - Libby and Tiffany Libby was 12 years old when she had her first great night time adventure. Her friend Tiffany had told her how she and her older sister had their own adventures and all the neat things they learned on their excursions. The one adventure Libby was especially interested in was of Tiffany's mommy and daddy and the games they played at night. Tiffany didn't want to tell her everything so she decided to see if her daddy and his new wife also played games at night while...
Charles woke up the next morning and turned to look at Alice; she was already awake and lying on her side looking at Charles.“What?”“I couldn’t sleep, I have been thinking,” said Alice.“Serious things?” asked Charles.Alice nodded“About last night by any chance?”Alice nodded again.“Guess we need to talk about it,” muttered Charles.“Do you want to discuss it now or shall we get up and discuss it over breakfast?” asked Alice rolling over and taking all the covers with her.Charles jumped out of...
NovelsAh, those were the days. My first car was not a normal car. It was a 1970 Chrysler New Yorker with a 440 Magnum TNT police interceptor pursuit engine that put out 418 horsepower and more than 500 pound feet of torque. It had a passing gear at 95, no shit. The carburetor would open up and the sound of a tingling bell could be heard inside the car. No fuel injection for me, back then. When all my friends were buying Corvettes, Mustangs, Camaros, and Olds 442’s, I had my sedate, four door...
This was a tag for something on AOL. Figured it would make a good theme for a story. Are You Turning Into Your Roomie Chapter 1 My name is Ronnie and I'm now a sophomore in college. My freshman year had been filled with a huge set of ups and downs for me. Academically I had done really well, acing almost my entire freshman course. Socially it was a disaster; I had not fitted in at all in the freshman guy's dorm. I was smaller and skinnier then the rest (it seems that somehow...
It seems that a number of people around me have recently experienced personal tragedy, sometimes unexpectedly and sometimes in the form or a lingering illness. Their grief and sorrow got me thinking and reminded me of a story told to me by a good friend Tino, who is now a retired minister. ****************** A man and a woman had a child. He was the apple of their eye, and they loved him more than anything else. One day, just shy of this 30th birthday, a drunk driver lost control of his car,...
‘I don’t know how you can work down here and not get turned on by these things,’ Donna exclaimed, running her hand across the taut, marble buttocks of the nearest piece. ‘You realize they’re just statues, don’t you, Don?’ Julie chuckled, pushing her friend’s hand from their newest perch. ‘How many times do I have to tell you not to touch them?’ ‘Sorry, Jules, but they look so real, and damn if it hasn’t been a while since I had me some nice ass in these hands,’ she declared, her palms...
When my cell phone played it's stupid ring tone, it was 10AM and we were about two hours into the drive. I saw that it was Rita, my lawyer, and almost didn't answer. Finally I said, "Yes Rita, who is suing me now?" "I have good news for a change. Actually it is great news. Its the last hoop to jump through. You have to decide. if you will take five million now and one million a year for ten years or if you insist and the whole fifteen million at once. They are ready to write the check...
I awoke and stretched until my joints creaked, then I got out of my bed, I stripped out of my PJ's and went to the bathroom dressed in just my knickers. If any male members of my family saw me, it would surely make their day; as it happens, I didn't see anybody on the short trip. I washed and brushed my hair; I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled at my reflection. I'm seemed to have peeked at 5 foot 4, but I think my bust is still growing. My newly purchased bra in a 34 'B' was...
Jossy didn't notice the glint of light as she sat down for her first coffee of the day. It came from the rich villas perched high on the cliffs the other side of the bay. The glint was the only movement beneath the blistering sun, other than the occasional turning of a bronzed body down on the beach below. Jossy made herself comfortable at the table on the decking outside her hotel room. She needed to make some sort of decision today, a decision she'd put off for far too long. Her room was...
I love riding the bus in the afternoons and sitting just by the stairs to the upper deck, I am an upskirt fan and always looking for opportunities to view delicious panties and the bus has given me plenty of good views in the past and if the angle is right you get a back view as they go up and a front view on the way down. If the timing is right which is usually around when the schools kick out then you may get girls actually standing on the stairs for the entire duration of the trip and I end...
Return to slavery by Rowena Return to slavery by Rowena Rachel sat in her beautifully appointed office ,dressed elegantly in the latest and most tasteful fashion a white silk blouse buttoned to the neck, a smart black skirt to just below the knee, her long blond hair piled high on her head, so very different to the slutty clothes she wore when she was a slavegirl so long ago. She sighed contentedly. She was now a successful and rich business woman. She enjoyed her power and wealth....
"It will blow over," I said, in as confident and reassuring a tone as I could manage. "It's just going to be another one of those 'Christ in a cracker' or 'I saw Bigfoot at WalMart' stories that the media runs when there isn't any real news to report. That's all." The photo had turned-up the day after I got back from my stay in Mexico, and was a sidebar or bottom-of-the page item on most of the mainstream news sites. We hadn't dared peek at the fringe sites or the ones that...
i have always been bi and when my best mate split with her old man she stayed at our hse my man is a doorman so a first we spent our time watching girly flicks then we would give each other a cuddle and one thing led to another. but i told here that i had to let my hubby know ,aslong as he was ok with her and me fucking but i could not cheat on him ,as he came in that night we all sat and he was fine. she said she liked the idea of him watching but she was off men so we fucked he wanked and all...
Robert had only an hour to wait before Maria drove up to the front of the building. She and Cathy had no trouble at all on their trip. It was late and Robert decided to stay the night in Hermosillo before going on to Bahia Kino. Maria drove them to a nice inn. They rented two nice rooms and got a good night's sleep. After a good breakfast they continued their journey. Just before entering Bahia they were driving along side lush pasture land that was returning to scrub brush and most of...
she has the most amazing ass...I just want to reach out and put my hand between her cheeks so I approach her we're at a club and I start dancing with her and she starts grabbing me and I tell her that we both like her and that we want her and she comes with us and we fuck her - first you go down on her you show me how and then I do it and she comes and when she comes, she's a squirter...and that gets you so horny that you're hard right away and she starts going down on you and...
The Beginning The Beginning ??????????? The sound of the planes wheels awoke Grace from her sleep.? She would arrive in Houston in just a few minutes.? Nerves began tingling in her belly.? This was so wrong, why was she here?? Her yearnings plagued her for years- to submit- to be under the control of another.? An affair with a college professor awakened her to her need and although it lie dormant through law school, marriage and two children, she always felt? the desire.? She met...
I sensed being awake, but only barely, the next morning. Snuggled up against me, one on each side, were my cousins. No longer were their hands warming my testicles but wrapped over my chest and each had their head on one of my shoulders. The softness of their hair flowed over me and I alternately nestled my face over each head of their hair. I repeatedly took a deep breath from each of them, savoring their smell. Idly, I thought it was not fair they had both tasted me, licked me, kissed me...
Ava pushed through the large double doors emerging into the warm light of a late summers day. Small droplets of water clung to the surface of the plants and trees from a light summer rain earlier in the day. Standing a few feet from the entrance James stands silhouetted in the light as he leans against a fence post to the side of the car park. Looking up from his phone a smile begins to spread across his face, his eyes lighting up as he sees Ava emerging from the building. Spotting him standing...
6. A lot of my playtime is at night. I start in the afternoon and get partially dressed in lingerie, heels, and makeup, and start to play around. I watch some porn get on an adult phone sex chatline on the female side and get nasty men and even a few freaky women off over the phone. Almost every time I am on a chatline I meet T-gurl lovers and occasionally I’ll put together a play-date. It’s a little risky, but it is very exciting to have a stranger knock on your door and expect nothing...
A Gay QuickieBy: Londebaaz ChohanAndrew and Lawrence looked of almost the same age but Andy was older by good 3 years. When they were maybe not even a year; their parents tied the knot and they became step brothers. They grew up like real brothers under one roof and even started looking like real brothers. Andy looked slightly more muscular; masculine and even acted as such. He was always seen more energetic. At 5’ 11”, he truly looked like a man of a man. Larry; on the other hand, was not as...
This is a very short story inspired by a Keith Urban song. It’s not an ‘Ice’ story but I hope you like it anyway. Take care and happy reading! M. ,) ******** He was the first one to wake up on Sunday morning. I felt the bed move and bounce as he got up but didn’t wake up enough to really register it. I stayed in that lovely fog of half-sleep, half-dreaming where I was spending money in a Coach store like I’d just won the lottery. I didn’t hear or feel Christian get back into bed but when he...
Gorgeous GINA Loves My Love Lines - She Came So Hard She FaintedSlender sweet tiny titted tasty gorgeous Gina is my most shy sexy and foxy friend.She looks lovely and almost broke my heart telling me in private how she switched.She was engaged to her first ever boyfriend. She really dreamt of marrying the man.She found him one time, making love with her 'best' girlfriend. So, she broke up.She felt even more insulted, when he demanded back his engagement present to her!People have primitive...
There I was in the second year at the local college, researching for my paper on Larry Flyer’s ideas about pornography. Unfortunately, not much has been written about that. I guess if you read Hustler then you pretty much know what his idea was. I had been to the library several times reading up on the subject and noticed the librarian had checked me out pretty good each time. I had not paid her much attention, but there was something there the last time that i had not seen before. Every...
Mera naam Mahesh kumar hai. Meri age 30 saal hai. Main kota main ek coaching center main physics ka teacher hun. Ye story is baare main hain ki kaise maine train main apni bhatiji ki chudai ki. Meri bhatiji mere hi coaching center main medical ki coaching kar rahi thi. Ab main apni bhatiji ke baare main batata hun. Uska naam tanvi hain aur uski age 18 saal ki hain. Wah isi age main hi mature dikhati hain. Uski boobs bahut hi bade bade hain aur wo aise lagate hain jaise wo uske kapado ko phaad...