I was working in a supermarket three years ago, I was 60 at the time and keep myself in very good shape. I had noticed a very attractive woman coming in from time to time to do her shopping and I thought around 40ish, she sometimes had a young girl with her who looked around 10. It turned out the mother, Jill was 42 and her daughter Cassie was 9. I started getting very friendly towards Jill and would strike up conversation's with her whenever The opportunity was there, we had a common interest in movies.

As time went on and we became more comfortable with each other we started having a coffee together when I was on my break, Cassie would have a milkshake . She was a very polite young girl and enjoyed joining in with conversations about movies and going camping infact anything out doorsy. This went on for about 4 months when I decided to ask them if they would like to go to the movies with me, they were both keen and readily accepted. We enjoyed the movie and each others company and when it was over we decided to walk a few blocks to a cafe and get milkshakes. Cassie was so chuffed and insisted on walking between us and holding both of our hands, she was very relaxed with me and developing a little crush.

A few days later Jill came into the store to invite me over for dinner and a movie at her place with her and Cassie, I accepted and brought munchies with me. It turned out she lived about 200 meters from the store and always walked to do shopping.

When I arrived we had dinner, that Cassie was excited to tell me she helped mum to prepare, it was delish and we chatted for a bit before sitting down to watch the movie. Jill was wearing a short pleated skirt that looked like a netball skirt and Cass had changed into her nighty. The nights were just a bit chilly so Jill had a throw rug that covered all of us, I sat in the middle and we all got comfy. A few minutes into the movie Jill snuggled up closer to me and lifted my left arm over so that my hand fell onto her thigh I instantly started to bar up, it had been some time since I'd touched a woman. Cass had noticed everything that her mother had done and she also moved closer leaning onto my right side so that my arm went over her and rested on her stomach. We were all feeling warm and comfy, then Jill reached under the rug and took hold of my hand placing it right onto her pussy, she wasn't wearing anything under her skirt. She felt amazing, I could tell she shaved and had a minicured strip of pubic hair cut Brazilian style. My cock was just about busting out of my jeans. I started tracing my finger along her crack and quickly found her hole, she was very wet and gave a little moan as I slid my finger in. It was so warm and the wetness was sending me crazy, she moved a little to give me the best position for maximum finger penetration. In the meantime Cass was actually wriggling around and causing my hand to go further down hey belly until I could feel the edge of her panties. I wondered what would she do if I put my hand under them, would she scream and tell her mother, what would I say to cover that. She answed my questions by moving so that my hand was now directly on her pussy mound, I moved my fingers gripping her entire little pussy in my right hand, it felt amazing and I realised I'd never before been so aroused. I thought, well here goes, pulling my hand back to the edge of her panties and sliding my hand down over her silky smooth hairless mound until my middle finger had found her pussy crack. Wow, my breathing was gettig laboured a bit and I felt myself trembling. I was amazed at what My finger was discovering on her sweet little girl pussy. I always thought people who wrote these stories were full of shit when they would say a little girl was wet, I didn't believe they could produce precum at that young age, well I was wrong. As my finger followed her little crack, as I had just done with her mother, I was amazed to find it just kept going and she actually had a tight wet little hole. I was fingering both mother and daughter at the same time and I could sense that Jill was about to cum.

She arched a bit and burried her face into my arm trying to muffle her moans as her orgasm released from her body, Cassie took very little notice prefering to concentrate more on what I was doing to her, moving her body to gain as much penetration from my finger as she could, Cass felt wetter than her mother and I could fell her wetness running down the crack of her arse.

As Jills orgasm was subsiding she started to stand up announcing that she just had to go over to the shop and get some milk that she had forgotten earlier, she said she was going to make us all a hot chocolate drink to have with the rest of the movie. I hadn't watched any of it and had no idea what it was even about. She leaned over and kissed me, whispering the choc drink will make Cassie go to sleep and we can continue having a good time. I said yep,that sounds good at the same time I had now burried 2 fingers into Cassie and was totally amazed that she could take it so comfortably. The moment we heard the click of the sreen door and Jills footsteps going down the path Cass jumped up and pulled off her panties, I didn't say anything, she lay straight down onto the armrest opening her legs in readiness. I undid my pants and took my cock out, kneeling into possition to enter her. I'm not huge but I'm not tiny either, around 7 inches and I just slid straight into her right to the hilt. I could still hardly believe this 9 year old girl was able to take the full cock of a grown man. I stated rather than asked, that she has done this all before. She said yes, she started at 7 with her mothers last boyfriend Brad and she was very sad when he left just before they met me, she said this was the first time since he went away and she really wanted to do it. I fucked her like there was no tomorrow, it had to be quick, we would barely have 15 minutes before Jill gets back. As I looked down at her I litterally felt my balls tighten as my orgasm began to flood her tight little hole and my cum instantly started to flood out of her squirting back on me and running down her arse crack.I quickly grabbed a t-shirt to mop up the excess sperm as she was letting out a little squeely grunt having her own orgasm at the same time. It was the most erotic sex I had ever had and the night wasn't over.

Cass took hold of the t-shirt and put it between her legs as she left the room and headed for her bedroom wiping sperm and her own sex juices from her pussy. Just in time, as the front door key was inserted I quickly sat down and the door opened. Jill walked in and looked around, "did you miss me" she chimed, not waiting for an answer she said, "I'll get the hot choc for us all" and then "Cass, are you coming, we are going to put the movie back on."

We all resumed our places and within 10 minutes Cass was asleep against me. Jill was about to wake her and send her to bed but I said "it's ok, I'll take her" with that I picked her up and carried her into her room. I was holding her ready to lower her to her bed when I felt something plop onto my foot, I looked down to see a big blob of sperm that was still coming out of her had fallen onto my shoe. I laid her down on her bed covering her with her doona and kissing her on her cheek. Cass wrapped her arm over my neck and whispered thankyou and I love you.

Needless to say, Jill and I had a great time I was able to fuck her for hours and ended up spending the night with her. The next morning Cass was overjoyed that I was still there, well the day was filled with more surprises but I think I will leave that story for another day.

so this all happened when i was in my mid twenties, in my late thirties now. It was the third and last time that me and a friend of mine who we will call sam ended up in a sexual situation. She was a single mom at the time, divorced from her abusive husband and living on her own with two kids. I was working part time as a delivery driver and as the assistant manager of a retreat center about a half hour from where she lived. I would bring her left overs from work for her and the kids when I could, the food waste from both places was just rediculous. Anyway, so me and my girlfriend were in one of our Off phases so I had more free time to hang out and put in extra hours at work. I had just finished a long run and had a ton of extra food that i knew her/the kids would appreciate, being a single mom she always had a hard time making ends meet. So I sent her a text asking if I could swing by and drop some stuff off fornher freezer. She responded "Sure! the kids are at thier dads this week but im around working on my online orders". A Half hour later im pulling up to her house with a decent bin of mixed foods. Her house was underwhelming to say the least. Small first floor with a tiny attic, two very small bedrooms and a small bathroom. But its what she could afford and she kept it damn clean considering. The door was unlocked so I popped in my the good and set them down on the counter. No sign of Sam so I looked around the corner and said

"Sam? I got the stuff, you decent?"

she responded

"Yeah, sorry was just finishing straightening up the bathroom and i cant find my god damn hair ties"

me

"Can't help you much with that, just you a rubber hair band?"

Sam

"Fine, wish I could shave my head sometimes"

She always had the most gorgeous thick and healthy red hair. Shaving that off would have been a warcrime in my book. We proceed to pack things away; frozen stuff to the freezer, fridgey stuff to the fridge, canned stuff to the can stack.

We have the sort of rambling conversations that old friends have when they hang out together. I asked after her kids and how they were doing in school/preschool, how they were doing with the seperation, if she had been on any more dates. then Sam said:

"Sooooo" drawing the word out into several syllables.

"you two are apart again?"

then I said

"yeah, you know how we are, off and on and on and off"

Sam responded with

"well maybe this time youll go out there and date someone else for a change, my romantic life might sort of suck but at least im looking around at what there is to work with"

I said

"Yeah thats probably a good call"

Sam and I had known each other for a good fifteen years at that point. We had flirted back and forth and occasionaly had little "encounters" with each other, but it never ended up turning into a real relationship due to the drift of our lives. Something that was more or less an open secret between the two of us, just under the service whe both knew that at several different points in our lives we could have been killer together. The last of those conjuctions was six or seven years in our past though and things had settled back into a stable loving friendship....that had some serious sexual tension burning in the background.

at this point the work was all done and she offereed me a coffee, something she drank nearly by the gallon every day. She said it was because of her meds making her tired but honestly I think she just really liked the act of making coffee more than anything else. I did say that I wouldnt mind something stronger. She hadnt drank since she originally got married years ago but kept a bottle of surprisingly well chosen whiskey for guests. Pretty sure it was just for me but our relationship being what it was that wasnt much of a surprise, unspoken love has a way of setting up certain patterns of thoughtfulness. Being the good host she pops up and grabs me a glass and pours me a bit. Not being a drinking anymore, and never being someone who drank hard alcohol she always poured me way too much.

Me

"well im gonna have to sit with this for a bit

"

Sam

"you are'nt in a rush though right? i was going to ask what you thought of some of my new designs"

Me

"you dont have to twist my arm"

Sam did plasma cut and mig welded art for sale online and to local shops. She really did have an eye for interesting designs made from junk. I never minded being asked to look over her stuff, and sometimes i could give here a suggestion here or there. She pops open her laptop and starts scrolling thru some of the new stuff she has rigged up.

me

"You know, if the business slows down a bit you could always get a job at one of the small welding shops, you beads are really good and you could still do art on the side" We are both leaning over the laptop and of course I glance down her tanktop. Did she have massive planet sized boobs? nope. Were they all but a mild suggestion? nope. Could you not quite fit the whole thing in your mouth? Yep, and i know from experience a long time ago. ie, i couldnt help it, aaand she knew it.

Sam

"yeah i know but i like being my own boss, and being a girl at an all male welding joint isnt as sexy as it might sound like it would be."

me

"yeah i get it"

sam

"Shit my battery is damn near drained"

me

"i can grab the charger if you want, it in the bedroom?"

Sam

"Nope, it was firmly plugged in and wedged behind the couch"

So we move to the couch and continue to look thru stuff as i nurse my whiskey. Feeling the burn of it loosen me up I grow a bit more expansive on my ideas for crazy porjects that she could never complete on her own if her budget was ten times what it currently is. During this of course we both readjust outselves a few times, getting a bit closer each time. She not making an attempt to cover her cleavage or her super loose shorts that start to ride up. i dont make an attempt to hide my semi erection, or that fact that im occasionally looking at things other than the screen. This sort of situation isnt all that uncommon for us: chatting, flirting a bit, half lustfully looking at each other. We had been doing this for literally years at this point so i guess we were just used to a slow burn when we were together. we would then go our seperate ways. Get ourselves off on our own, occasionally coming clean to the other and confessing the fact. Like i said, we had our pattern. After about an hour i finished my whiskey and got up to put it in the sink. Walking back i was moving between her sitting cross legged on the couch with her laptop to her right side, leaning over heavily. sliding thru the small space i notice two things, and then a third. FIrst i can see down her lacy bra really well and thats distracting, second her shorts were up and loose enough that i could actually see her underwear. For a heartbeat i caveman brain thinks: lace? a thong? she likes thongs, and she has a great ass, but what about lace...

she starts to ask me something and the third thing i notice is that with a POP the rubber band holding her hair snaps and shoots behind the couch. without thinking i grab her pony tail to keep her hair out of her typing.

Me

"youre right, these rubber bands do suck"

sam

"yup..." she says with a sort of hesitant quiet voice

she stops typing. i stand there holding her pony tail. she sits there quietly for a moment.

Me

"you ok?"

Sam

"Yeah....the way you are holding my hair like that is usually my prefered first step to giving a guy a blowjob"

a part of me wants to say "oh shit sorry, ill grab you a rubber band" But whether we want to blame it on the whisky, being without a girlfriend, there half decade of tension...i didnt say that.

Me

"if thats the first step whats the second step?"

Sam

"well that depends but usually something like this"

straightening up a bit she looks up at me and POP! undoes my belt buckle. At this point my heart has started to be really hard and my hour long half erection has gone to a life defining boner that i feel she probably could have actaully heard as it got to full.

me

"Oh....... and the next step?" i say as i gently turn my holding of her pony tail into something a bit more loving and sensual. feeling her soft thing hair between my fingers.

Sam

"Usually my next move is something like this"

she repositions hereself into a kneeling pose on the couch and then

POP!

she very loudly unbuttons my pants as she slowly parts her lips, continuing to stair up into my eyes.

Me

"Shit...........and the next?" i say in a slightly shuddering breath after an even longer pause than before.

sam

"Oh defenitely this is next" She unzipps and fully opens my pants

sam

"oh and this part too, we have to keep some sort of balance" She moves one of my hands out of her hair and slides it down her tank top to fully grope her left boob. i happily followed the lead and began pinching her nipples, something that i know she is extremely fond of.

me

"soooooo......."

Sam doesnt say anything but lowers my pants to my ankles slowly, making a point to gently breath on my leg on the way down. she takes my pants down off my ankles and then brings her face back up making a point to gently graze my leg with her cheek. looking back up at me, face right in front of my boxers she says:

"now for my second favorite step"

she without much warning or ceremony pulls my boxers down while keeping her eyes in mine. As she pulls down there is yet another

POP! as my crazy hard seven inches flings free and slaps against my stomach, barely missing her lips.

me

"wait thats your second favorite step?" i say in a husky rushed voice, heart pounding.

sam

"yip, ill let you know my favorite step when its time" she said in an up beat tone, full of good cheer and sexy as hell in her mid ranged reedy voice.

Sooo at this point we have both obviously completely given into our passions beacuse without another hesitation she licks my shaft from bottom to tip and takes me all the way in, stopping when she reaches my balls. she holds me there for a couple beats, then pulls all the way back out, grazing my shaft very gently with her teeth. She looks back up at me and says

"So you seem alot bigger than you were before, can i cock get bigger? because im pretty sure i would have heard about that if it was possible"

me

"you got me, ive never measured it"

sam

"lets do that later!"

me

"uh, ok but"

before i could finish my sentence she throws off her tank top and bra, puts my hand back on her left nipple and takes me all the way back in. She definitely has gotten alot better at giving a bj since the last time, which of course leads my mind into a quick succession of:

how many guys has she been with?

is that wierd to think about during a bj?

Jesus christ does she not have a gag reflex

at this point she is sliding her mouth all the way down to the hilt of my cock, and all the way out with her hand following close behind. she takes a break with her mouth and looks up with me again and says

"im gonna sit low on the couch, kneel over me. it will make the rest easier"

i dont even verbally respond, i just complied. She could have said that she needed me to set my truck on fire and then figure out what the square root of potato was and i would get it done. Straddling her midsection i started pinching here nipples pretty hard and she started moaning even loader, even around my cock. the postition seemed more comfortable for me but worse for her actually. i mean its her call so whatever. then i realize that her hands have left my cock for more important work elsewhere. she had both her hands down working her pussy thru the leg of her shorts. Sidenote, Sam gets really really wet when shes excited, and she gets excited sort of easily. It wasnt much of a surprise that i could hear how wet she was, or that her moans were increasing in speed and intensity. honestly it hadnt been for the whiskey i would have exploded already. hooray for alcohol. im starting to get really close now, things are buildings and i can feel my cock starting to twitch with precum.

me

"hey im getting really close, if you want to edge me now is that ime " she pulls her mouth off my cock and says

"perfect timing, im close too"

she lightly teases my ballls with her tongue and then brings her right hand up and licks her soaking wet fingers. my eyes go wide.

me

"i totally forgot you were into that" i say in a voice that isnt hiding a bit of my excitement

sam

"yeap, you remember that vibrator you gave me after the divorce?"

me

"yeah, always thought it was pretty hot that you actually said yes to it, and used it"

Sam

"yep, whenever i use it i get myself close, push it all the way in while im cumming, then lick it clean"

me

"jesus christ thats fucking hot"

sam

"i do it like a vampire cleaning up after a feeding"

with this she plunges her mouth back down around my cock and her hands go back to work on her pussy. even with the longer than usualy pause for edging we both arent far off from the finale.

me

"shit im almost there again, not sure i could edge after that"

in one quick motion she brings her right hand back up, again totally soaked. she slides her mouth off me with a loud

POP!

quickly licks her fingers and wraps her hand around my cock and puts her mouth around the tip. she looks right in my eyes and strokes me like crazy, sucking hard even for her cheeks to go hollow. about two seconds later i start to cum harder than i ever had, and likely ever will in my life. i could feel her tongue swurling around the tip and i pumped shot after shot into her mouth. It almost felt like she was sucking the cum out of my body like pulling a rope. after about seven or eight life changing spurts i was spent. she kept sucking and jacking me until she got all of it out. breathing heavily i said

"good god that was amazing, you know i think swallowing is hot but you know you dont have to. you can spit it out if thats easier"

Not being in a position to speek she just shook her head and kept that insanely beautiful eye contact. I then noticed that she hadnt stopped working her clit, but she had slowed. That now changed as she teased her clit with one hand and plunged her fingers in and out with the other. Breathing hard thru her nose, mouthful still of course, she started to cum super hard. The moment she was about to fully tense up she swallowed hard and let out a moaning scream that was more than half feral sounding. Her underwear was soaked all the way through to her shorts, which were soaked through to the couch. she didnt squirt, she never did that no matter how hard she tried. but good good was she soaked.

coming down finally and catching her breath she said

"THAT is my favorite step"

me

"fuck that was hot, do you do that every time you give a bj???"

sam

"just about, or he can go down on me while im still tasting his cum and a bit of myserlf"

she said this as she licked her fingers again and then offered

"want a taste?"

me

"you know i do! ready for another one while i recoup?"

she just smiled and lead me to the bedroom where i went down on her twice and then we had a cum race which i lost horribly to her. unfortunately that was the last time we had one of our little meetups. we sort of got busy with our lives like we always do. She got a long term boyfriend. me and my girl stayed together somehow or other. Few years later she was in a fatal car accident while driving the kids to her parents. we actually were suppose to hang out "like old times" the next week. the kids were fine but she didnt make it. Her family knew we were good long term friends but thats about all they ever lead on about but i went to the funeral, did the hand shaking and the hugging. When going through the line and i got to her somewhat senile mother i have her a hug and she leaned forward and said

"she really loved you you know? she talked about you to me all the time, ever since you met"

felt like a god damn slap in the heart. What made it worse was her dad was close enough to hear and giving me a knowing look very gently nodded his head in a way that clearly meant "yeah she did". sorry to end on a down note but it made that last encounter feel a lot different. Was a good day, she was a good friend and i miss her every day. Love you sam.

Unlucky in love I was never married. At 37 I had given up hope and concentrated on what I did have, a job and my family. My nieces were the pride of my life and I spoiled them. To them auntie was the source of anything they wanted. I was too embarrassed really to masturbate, so I didn't. I put sex out of my mind. We were never raised that way, to be forward and look for sex.

I remember the evening because that date is burnt into my memory. It was a hot evening so I let the window open for the breeze. I undressed and it occurred to me that if I could see in the unit across the patio, they could see in my window too. I shook it off, finished undressing, fixed my hair and brushed my teeth and went to bed.

It was too hot and humid so all I had over me was a light sheet, under I was only in my underwear. I thought of myself, an out of body, thought, what I must look like lying there almost naked, with the sheet barely covering me. I worked my panties off and opened my legs so I was in one big X, the sheet rubbing my bare lady parts.

I was too concentrated, I didn't hear anything, until my door was pushed open and a man stood there, looking at me. He told me to keep quiet, he dropped his pants and tore the sheet off me. He was purposeful, is that the right word for a man raping you? He drove his way, is that the right word? Drove his hard penis in me, over and over and over. Somewhere, somehow, I went into an uncontrollable seizure, my eyes went blank, my breathing stopped. I felt him drive harder, pining me, immobilizing me, in a death grip. I was aware only that he was ejaculating, cumming inside me. I had no words, I couldn't speak, I laid back and he did with me what men do who rape you.

It's been a twenty years now, I remember it and lay on my bed naked, my legs apart. But the door doesn't open, the man doesn't appear. I go to sleep with nothing by my memories.

I'm a 26

Im 26f, Latina, reasonably attractive, 5'1" black hair, green eyes, fair skin (thanks to the spaniards).

My bother in law 38m raped me a few weeks ago and I keep crying and acting like it's the worst, but they were the best orgasms since I got married. So I haven't told anyone and I am not intentionally leaving myself vulnerable for him to continually touch me.

My husband is a worthless, narcissistic, alcoholic, and I've been plotting my escape slowly… he was handsome once. Before he let the alcoholism take over. Now he has liquor dick constantly, his breath stinks, and on the rare occasion he can get hard ,he is a pillow princess in the bedroom. Just wants his dick sucked whilst he passes out. Then wakes me up by mumbling "get on your side." Where he then forces himself into my tightness and thrusts a few times groaning " you're always so tight" and then cums. Recently I've also found out he's "having online affairs" with women from different states. I'm not even mad anymore. I just want out. He doesn't see his drinking, actions, or our situation as a problem other than mine.

My BiL recently decided to move back North and he requested a chance to stay with us while he tied up loose ends. We will call him Damien. Damien and I have always been close. I was young when we met and he always has taken up for me. My mother in law always tells me that Damien thinks very highly of me. Running joke in the family is that I met the wrong brother first. Damien is roughly 6 ft, athletic (with tight six pack abs and cum gutters and all tats). He's your typical Latino/italian mix ex- gangster who has been released and is trying to better himself. (He went to prison a long long time ago and was released before I ever came into the family). He has hazel eyes with light brown hair. He is intelligent, well read, and hard working. He's been divorced but stays in constant contact with his kids.

The past few months have been hell at the house. With the my husband finding out that I knew he's been chatting up women and lying about his situation and about what's he's going to do to make them happy, he's become volatile and he stays out more than in. I've been so stressed lately that a few weeks ago Damien brought home a bottle and we sat on the deck listening to music, smoking a bong, and drinking. We talked about it all. The temperature hadn't become cold yet but we had a strange cold morning, so I dressed accordingly, when we started day drinking. But as the day progressed and sun came out, I became overheated. I was drunk by now and I was having difficulties removing my hoodie… I got myself stuck in the arms and my head somehow and drunk as a skunk I then decided that if I couldn't remove my hoodie then I'd remove my sweats. My hoodie and shirt should be long enough I thought with alochol and high brain.

Damien laughed and laughed and finally decided to help as I was just tangled in everything. Of course I hadn't even considered that I had lifted my tshirt with my hoodie and my 36 G breasts were exposed. When Damien went to pull the hoodie, I felt his skin brush against them and my pussy tightened. My nipples hardened and became saturated with need. My breathing sped up as I became still and quiet. I could feel his hand gently under mine, standing still. His breathing had shifted too. I wanted to say something to break the silence. But then I felt it.

His hot warm mouth enclosed around my nipple as his arms embraced me in a hold I could not release from. And honestly I wasnt sure I wanted too. But I also knew it was wrong and so I asked him to stop. But I could feel my nipple swell on his tongue has he flicked it left and right up and down and then sucked on it. His hands kneading my exposed breasts as he made this groans that had my pussy dripping.

He sucked on both nipples, causing my breath to escape me but I began to protest too.

"Damien, this is wrong. Please don't suck on my nipples like that." I said, intentionally speaking as raunchy as I could. I knew it was wrong and I we should stop. But I sort of wanted him to not listen to me but at the same time he had to stop. Fear washed over me as he continued to knead my breasts and suck on my nipples, ignoring me. His grunts and breathing shifting to an almost desperate sound as he began to use his body to push me backwards. I felt the patio table bump against me and he picked me up and laid me on it. Using the hoodie to keep my arms stuck. I was sobering up but not fast enough. I began to cry and become really desperate thrashing trying to get out of the hoodie I freed one of my arms which allowed me to pull the the neckline down and straight just in time to see Damien look up and reach for my free hand and grab it forcefully and pin it under me as he forced my legs open and up. Bending my knees up exposing my pussy and ass to him. I felt like an offering. He used my underwear and sweats stuck around my ankles and tied me to the umbrella post. I was crying now. Begging him to stop. He was eating hungrily at my cunt. I could feel his thick wet hot tongue licking my slit and sucking on my clit. He ate me as if I was the last meal he'd ever have. I tried so hard to not move or grind into his mouth. But it felt so good. My pussy was dripping. I wanted him to rape me. I wanted him to slam into me and use my tight pussy to satisfy himself. These thoughts scared me and I began to fight to get free when the first orgasm hit me as he concentrated on my clit. He built my orgasm out of nowhere and I came all over his mouth. My nipples solid and aching. My body trembling. I cried harder. I tried to thrash but I was lost in the orgasm that had hit me so hard I felt dizzy. I cried "No Damien, I'll scream" and right as I said that he stood over me. Hand around throat and as he pressed his mouth to mine he pressed the tip of his dick against me.

I have really only been with my husband, so I hadn't really thought about this part yet. The part where his penis was going to slide inside me. I began to trying bad pull my head to the side to avoid his kisses but his tongue felt amazing in my mouth. And he tasted of me. And he growled into my mouth "you taste better than I could of ever imagined" and that made me even wetter. He pushed the head of his dick into my slit as he continued to kiss me. I began to scream into his mouth (we live out in the country my nearest neighbor is several miles away. No one could hear me).

I felt my slit struggle to open for him. Which I wasn't concerned with until I felt a little pain. It felt so much bigger than I am used too. He pulled away from my mouth and looked down the line of my body to the tip of his cock being swallowed by my tight pussy lips. He groaned and pulled out a little and inserted his finger into me. All I could hear was how wet I was. He worked my cunt with his finger till my thighs were shaking and i was certain i was about to cum all over again. He sucked at my nipples and belly and every where he could lay his mouth and teeth against. When he bit the back of my knees i made this sound i had never heard from myself and the pressure that had been filling flowed out from me. I SQUIRTED!! ALL OVER MY DECK!!

Suddenly Damien aligned himself and slammed into me, forcing another orgasm out of the pleasure pain i was experiencing. His dick felt massive. My pussy felt as if it was split open. My cervix felt as if it was being slammed into. He pounded my tight pussy. I could feel his thick cock rubbing against my clit as he thrusted his huge cock inside me. I didnt even realize i was still crying and whimpering for him to stop even though i was cumming continously. I kept cumming on his dick with what felt like one huge never ending orgasm.. he thrusted inside me like an animal. Pinning me down, biting me and licking tender places he can reach while still deep inside me. My pussy milked his cock. I could hear it every thrust. Just how wet i was and how my body was inviting him in. He moaned and groaned like an animals

Moaning and saying things like "youre mine now" "I've wanted you since I can remember"

"You're body and pussy is better than I ever imagined"

He began to thrust wildly and his breathing began to be almost frantic. My pussy hurt by now. He felt impossibly big but I was so wet. My big round tits bouncing. Every part of me felt exposed. He shoved into me hard and as deep as he could and I screamed in pain but weirdly pleasure. I felt his balls against my ass as they emptied all his seed into me. I know he knew I am not on birth control. Part of th reason I've been stressed is my insurance is making it difficult to get my preferred method of birth control. Yeah yeah birth control is free but the procedure for an iud is not. Anyways, he filled me up. And I felt his cum flow out of my pussy. But when he untied me and I ran inside to the bathroom more leaked out from me.

I am beside myself. I don't know what I'm feeling. I came so many times and he fucked me so good. When I looked down as he pulled out of me, I could see the mess I had made. Front of his pants were drenched and I creamed all over his thick cock. My nipples were so tender and he marked me all to hell. All over. Ugh.. I've rubbed my clit all the time thinking about it. I've intentionally began wearing skimpy clothes around him. He fingered me a week ago in the kitchen. As I cooked and I came on his hands. Again " I fought him" and said "no" as I squirted in my shorts and spasmed all over his fingers. He had began to pull my shorts down and press me against sink counter when we heard the key to the latch turn. He removed himself and went to meet my husband at the door. I was very disappointed.

Two days ago I was asleep in bed with my passed out drunk husband when I woke up to a hand over my mouth. Damien stood next to me with the biggest hardest thickest cock I've seen in person. He grabbed my hand and placed it against it. It was warm and smooth. He pressed his thumb into my mouth forcing me to open it and he shoved his dick in mouth. I sucked at him feverishly. I kept telling him it was wrong and he needed to stop. But he continued to face fuck me and play with my nipples and rub my clit. I came again in his hands and I swallowed every drop of him he gifted me with. He then left me half nude with the taste of his cum on my tongue and my pussy still popping drenched.

It's wrong and I keep saying no. But I want him to fuck me later. I want him deep inside me filling me up with his seed. I want his baby in me. Fuck what everyone else thinks or is going to say. I want to explore things with this man but for now I want hum to keep "raping me". I'm currently in the bath typing this. I've fingered myself 3x already just writing this. I know he's watching me. I'm not going cover everything when I leave the bathroom. I want him to see the easy access to me. They've drinking all evening. I've heard Damien encouraging my husband with more alcohol. That's right papi, get him passed out and then come make me cum. Ugh I'm going to rub my pussy again.

This is 100% true.

When I was 13 years old, and my little stepbrother was 8 years old, we would often be put in the same bed to sleep. During these nights we would wrestle and play and get erections. I'd have him hold my cock, and I'd play with his tiny dick. I was hard as a rock, and I'd say things in the dark, under the sheets, like hold my finger. Of course, it was my cock and he knew it. He'd do the same to me and I loved holding his perfectly straight circumcised tiny dick. At 13 I didn't know what else to do, but touching his dick was amazing.

One day he brought to me an adult magazine his older brother had, and we looked through it. This was one of the few times in my life I saw a naked woman, so it was pretty damn erotic. We'd spend hours together in a particular attic/crawlspace and stare at the naked pics. Both of us would be hard as hell.

Naturally, we'd push on our cocks down in sexual frustration, and rearrange them. We'd sometimes comment/joke on the other having a hard on, and we'd deny it, but then we started showing our dicks. He would comment about how huge mine was compared to his, but that is because I was going through puberty, and he was only 8 years old. I don't actually have a large cock.

One day while we were in the attic both staring at these magazines, and with our cocks out, I was touching my own. I wasn't masturbating, because I had never done that before. I was just barely touching my rock hard cock. If you recall, when you were young and going through puberty, I was incredibly hard and excited.

While barely touching my dick, I suddenly felt this weird urge to pee. It turns out it was my first orgasm. I wasn't stroking it at all. I was just holding and lightly touching it. Suddenly, out of the tip of my cock came my very first semen. It was pure white and thick and I freaked out not knowing what it was. I wasn't expecting it to happen.

He stared with big eyes and started calling it "puss" and I quickly tucked my cumming dick into my shorts, embarrassed and afraid of what just happened. It wasn't a real orgasm with spurting. It was like an orgasm that you get from edging, but not really squirting.

He never told anyone about this... I hope.

I entered foster care at a reasonable young age related to systematic neglect, emotional, physical, and sexual abuse by my biological birthgiver. I hope she dies and rots...

However, due to being sexualized at such a young age, I am hypersexual af. I cannot remember a time I wasn't grinding on something as a little girl. Grinding and tensing my pussy, until heat rose through out my body and I orgasmed and passed out.

I will share with you one of my earliest memories I have is of a family friend or my birthgivers uncle (unsure really... I never understood the relationship). I must of been no older than 5. I had a big t-shirt on with Tweety Bird, white panties, and ruffle socks. Oh and a head band. I had your typical little girl hair cut. Shoulder length hair with bangs. Fair skin... light eyes... pouty lips... you get the gist.

This man was sitting on our couch when my birthgiver shoved me into the living room. I remember it was an odd thing to do as I wasn't completely clothed. But eh... the man offered treats and sat me on his lap. He fed me the treats with one hand as his other hand ran up and down my outer thigh. He asked if I wanted to play a game. I ,of course, said yes. He then told me to stand on his knees and see if I could balance myself. If I couldn't he would catch me. We did this repeatedly everytime he would move his knees so that I would begin to tumble and he would "catch" me by picking me up and bring his face to my groin. At some point he said my tshirt was in the way and that came off. So now I'm balancing in just my headband, panties, and ruffle socks. When he felt I had "won" and balance very well, he said and now your reward and he laid me on the couch and began tickling me. Focusing on my chest and between my legs and inner thighs. I squealed and tried my best to fight off the "tickle monster" but eventually he lowered his face to my chest and began sucking on my flat nipples. I don't recall it feeling anything. But the pressure he was placing between my legs was different. That felt good. He told me eventually I would love my "pink rose buds" sucked like that when I was a big girl. I immediately shot back "I am a big girl!" To which he replied, "Not yet, but we can pretend." He then placed his mouth over my panties on my pussy and I don't know what he did but I instinctively opened my legs more. His mouth was so wet and hot against my little cunt. He then pulled my panties to the side and said "what a beautiful little girl slit, like a peach." He then said "I'm going to eat your peach honey nectar ,since we're pretending you're a big girl". He pulled my panties off and slid off the couch and placed my bottom on the edge of the couch. He spread my legs and placed my legs with my feet still in my ruffle socks on each shoulder. He lowered his hot wet mouth unto my pussy. I remember the first kiss made my thighs twitch. He told me to close my eyes. I did. He then placed his huge mouth over my hairless mound and ran his mouth along my slit. My legs kept twitching and my stomach felt almost painful. He began to lick and suck on my little pussy until he coaxed my clit out. I didn't know that at the time. He worked my tiny pussy till I began to struggle to breathe. My chest became unbearably hot. I felt a lot of pressure in my ears. My heart felt like when I would run really fast. He ate at my smooth pussy till my legs went straight, my butt lifted off the couch and he shoved his fat wet tongue in my hole. I orgasmed all over his face and went limp. Hazy eyes, almost a drunk feeling. Pussy popping. Wet between my legs like a river. He had jacked off into my panties and then put in his pocket. He put my t-shirt back on, kissed my forhead, told me what " a wonderful big girl you're going to be."

He then placed me on the couch properly and I fell asleep. I woke up to a dark living room and moans and grunting from my birthgivers bedroom. I don't recall much after that because I began to press my thighs together over and over till the heat rose again, I climaxed and fell back asleep. I still masterbate to being eaten that day. And he was right. I love my nipples sucked on. Men and women have been sucking on them, my favorite always older people when I was young. I've even gone out of my way to just allow a random man or woman pull my tits out and suck on them. Turns me on so much. But that will be a confession for another time.

I am a 21 year old woman who has had sex ever since I can remember. I can remember people giving me pussy tickles when I was three. An eight year old girl used to get me naked, eat me out and make me squirt when I was four and five. I was allowed to run naked all the time at Uncle Owen’s manshion, and so the kids , mostly girls, used to take me into any bushes or secret place, and laying me back, would lick me like an ice cream cone. But I had to lick them back and I loved it.

Then came the boys with horny dicks! . One day when I was 7, Robbie took me naked into the pool shed and stripped. I saw a long hard shaft litteraly throbbing and bouncing up like a spring. I went to my knees as he put it onto my mouth. I sucked and sucked and rubbed my clit as I did , and soon I was cumming. He cried out that he was cumming. He was 13 and in puberty and so for the first time, I tasted a flood of cum. I drank it all down. Then he layed me down and licked me until I came, and I squirted all over his face. It was so fun.

I used to stay with uncle Owen a lot and that was where the kids molested me every day. He had always lusted for me and he knew what the kids were doing to my naked body. My parents were always away on business and so I stayed with him. As soon as I would get to his house, off would come every stitch of clothing I had, and I was always naked with him; sometimes for weeks at a time.

I remember so many times, bending over with my legs spread. He would rub the ridge of the head of his dick on my oiled pussy, back and forth on my clit. My legs would quiver! My tummy would burn with butterflies and as he edged my seven year old pussy into a squirting orgasm. We slept in the same bed with lots of oral sex, but no full intercourse, because I was to small in the pussy still.

Finally when I was ten, I was really growing. I already had B cup tits and that day came that I’d wanted for so long. I was laying naked at his private swimming pool. He came home and stripped down. He rubbed us down with oil, and then took me in his arms to the bedroom. He layed me down and I spread my legs as wide as I could! Omg! I was already masterbating as he pushed his dick onto the lips of my pussy! He laid down on me, and I yelped as I felt his hard long dick forcing its way into me! I bled the sheets as it tore my cherry, and soon I felt the head of it pushing onto my cervix. He laid there still as my entire vagina gripped his dick.

Then he started humping me! Next thing I knew, he had my legs back over my shoulders and just fucked the hell out of me. Then as he grunted, I felt hot sperm filling me up.

When he let me up, I grabbed hold of that dick and made him scream as I deep throated him.

I loved him and still do. Now I am in a lesbian relationship with Mindy, that same girl who has been doing me since she was eight.