I got myself involved with a guy who is much older than me. He is a very nice guy. Loves my body. He is fantastic in bed. He is certainly a kinky guy and frequently we do adventures that I would NEVER do on my own. This is one of those adventures. I became very close to him, very personally close. Nothing was a secret any more, including my feelings. Too much information wasn't enough information. My father's hands under my pajamas. Having sex with me when I was eleven. For the first time I had someone I wanted to talk with about my life. In time, I fell into his arms where I cried for the first time.

COVID transformed my family into a free use system for sex between us all freely. Simply put, my husband was free to have sex with our daughter anytime they wanted and I could have sex with my son whenever we wanted to; free-use, day or night, no questions asked. Due to the HIGH ABUSE of reporting posts where people ASSUME that there is minors or even someone chatting about things that happened years ago (which is where taboos/kinks develop) age is now required. If your post is removed, this removal reason will be messaged to you and you will have the ability to repost again.

My sister who lives several hours away is gorgeous, stunning and an absolute vision. And every time I think of her i have this constantly growing urge to romance her sexually and romantically.

I’m a girl and we own a male dog. Here’s my confession and a little advice to other girls who own dogs: I have fooled my female coworkers so many times and have got them to send pictures of their feet. There is skinny Indian girl in my office who leaves her footwear under her desk daily. I cum on her shoes every day after the office hours. If these are found outside of the thread they will be removed and you will be able to post again within the threads. When I was just a kid, I wondered what my parents did at night b/c I could hear them talking. I couldn’t sleep so I decided to stay near their door. All of a sudden I heard weird noises. It was after three nights of this did I learn that they were having sex. When I was a young boy my cousin and I spent a lot of time together. He and I were very close. We bathed together most every night. Just curious boys we would touch each other, and play around in the tub, in the bedroom and all the time outdoors.

Bec. of my confusion, we sat on the sofa and she starts to cry. I don’t know what she was trying to say. Then she said, It is a very good question, Mik. I think I would say that I was cooking in the nude and that some lard fell onto my vagina. Naturally, I would put some there before going to the ER. So that's my rant, pregnant against my wishes, married against my wishes, living with a man against my wishes, looking forward to a lifetime of this, and more children. I know that it could be a lot worse, always is. And that women have had this put on them and survived. It's a testament to us really. I made up my mind to never leave him. I won't be the one to break up my family. If he leaves me, well then I will do something different, but he won't leave me. I'm his precious wife. Recently my wife went into town grocery shopping and I thought both kids went with her, but her daughter stayed behind, and I began to masturbate on the couch to a video of my wife, and her daughter ended up coming downstairs and not knowing how long she had been watching me I got up to go to the bathroom and cum in there, but I saw her my stepdaughter rubbing her beautiful big tits and her clit not knowing Id already seen her, and suddenly I get a little harder and asked her if she wanted help

I took all of her clothes off except for her bra and lingerie because I get horny when I see girls wearing such revealing suits. And there was my ever-sweet, loving little sister. The one who’s giving me hugs almost many times a day. Its kinda strange on my side as her older brother for her being too close, but nevertheless fine. She’s currently in high school. We have our everyday heart-to-heart talk where she confesses to me all of what happened, the latest showbiz gossips and more! Hehe!An insurance salesman came by selling policies. My boss asked me to join in because I was responsible for benefits. The salesman asked what our premiums were for employees. We had a group policy, do employees all pay the same premium. The salesman said he could save money by pricing each employee individually, as we were a young population he was sure he could cut our costs.

As of 4/12/2023 our Discord is ready for members but is still under construction and categories/channels being added. She is far more better than me, academically. A dean’s lister, a candidate for our U’s outstanding students, and also candidate for Miss University. And I’m so jealous with her academic prowess, up until now. She usually beats me up in all of our subjects.. Never did I have a chance to take the lead bet. the 2 of us..

They slap and spank me and call me names like slut, whore, filthy bitch, useless cum rag, family pussy. They spit in my mouth and pull my hair. Sometimes the shove my face into the floor to make my bare my cum covered pussy. When they are done they say i need to be cleaned. Then they start pissing on me and in my mouth while other slap/ spit on me or in my mouth. by end of the dream, i'm tied up with cum dripping from my ass and pussy and covered in my families spit and piss. Then my family take pictures to share online and talk and about how they always knew i was a slut and inviting people to come use me. So at first, we kissed using our lips and tongue, exchanging saliva with one another. Damn! It was really great! I felt how Bubbles needed me to come into her. Even at my age I knew that most sons didn’t sleep in the same bed with their mothers. You see, it started right after my dad died. I was just six. We had to move from the house we rented to a small one bedroom apartment. Mom had the bedroom and I slept on the sofa in the front room. I was so sad with dad gone that I would wake up crying at night. After a couple of nights of this Mom had me come in and sleep with her. That helped and after a few days the crying stopped. For whatever reason, year after year, we just never changed and I continued to sleep with my Mom. In fact, for several years, starting at that time, I would periodically climb between her legs and up on top of Mom and fall asleep on her.