One time when I was in college I was over at a girl's place fooling around. Consistent hookup buddy. I had just slid my hand in her pants when her roommate burst thru the door followed by a big black guy. She was clearly pretty sloppy on the liquor and she said oh hey, I'm about to fuck this sexy football player I don't give a FUCK if you're here or not. I asked my girl if she wanted to go to my place, she said no I wanna watch. I stayed and watched with her. My hookup buddy didn't wanna keep going after the show was over. In fact, she asked me to go home. LOL. I actually never hooked up with her again after that, and it wasn't my choice..But the thing is, I LOVED watching her slutty roommate cheating on her boyfriend, getting totally destroyed by that enormous cock. I couldn't look away. And I do hope my former hookup buddy hooked up with that guy with or without her roommate after I left, she was a great time when I got her and I LOVE imagining her getting destroyed by him. The sight and sounds of the roommate stretching herself, her face contorting and the guteral moans she let out while she jumped up and down over his thick rod is the hottest thing I've seen so far in my life. Compared to most average guys I'm not small. In fact I'm 4+cm "above average" depending on the study. But that night I learned I'm definitely NOT big. LOL..I love fucking women, I love masturbating to women, I don't fantasize about being with a man, but FUCK do I love some BBC and fuck would I love to watch another sexy woman get wrecked in real life again. 

I'm a 22 year old girl, I think I might be a porn addict or something. I'm horny so often and I spend hours edging myself every day. I have a bunch of taboo and fucked up fantasies like incest (though not with any of my actual family members), rape, drugs, drunkenness, age play, older men etc. I know I despise any toilet stuff or like, actual violence(though I def love more hardcore sex). I know im definitely submissive and I'm the younger/innocent/victim in all of these. My issue is that I've have one drunk hookup after a nights out and that's literally it. I've made our with some guys at parties but that's where my real life experience ends. 
i know this will never lead to meeting up with someone in real life, I'm in Sweden,  but if you wanna send me fucked up fantasies, or dick pics or whatever I'd honestly love that, and know I will be reading/watching/fantasising with my vibrator to them!

This might be long, so if you do not have the patience, you've been warned.

I am a 40 year old divorcee, single mother. My life is work, and my daughter, trying to survive paycheck to paycheck.

You can imagine that such life, that has been going on for the past four years, since our divorce, left it's toll on my social, and sexual life. Somehow, I found refuge on the internet, and here I am.

I was never a beauty, far from it, but I had my ways of making up for it, covering my flaws with a long, blonde hair, and a fit body, men were after me, and I got pregnant with one of them, which led to marriage. Soon enough, we found out we weren't compatible, and ended it after less than a year. After that, said life made me lose focus on my looks, my sexuality, I gained a few pounds, and it all went to hell, men stopped noticing me, I felt a huge fall in my self esteem, and became lonely, and desperate, so desperate, that I found my went here, among other places.

At first, it was just stories, then it went to forums, images, and in the end porn. I can't quite describe what made me lustful in porn, but it felt nice, I saw some things I never did, even though I felt like a pretty open minded woman, some things intrigued me, and I just felt the spark of passion, lighting up inside me.

Soon enough, I started online sexting, had a few cam sex sessions, and it got even more exciting.

So, I would, once a month, leave my daughter at my parents house, not to go out, even though I told them that is the reason, but to stay in, relax, and immerse myself into the world of fantasy. I would spend two days, almost completely naked, with wine, and my lap top. Started taking care of my looks again, bought some lingerie, shaved myself down there, made some cheeky photos, for my future sexting adventures, and it was all fun, and very, very exciting.

Never saw that going any further, I was not interested in a real man, from flesh and blood, and I was ok with it, until...

One of those weekends, it was morning, I just got online, and the guy I had some fun with a few times, was there. We started sexting, he asked me what am I doing, if I am alone, and I said yes . Then he told me he would love to come over, I responded - me too. Now, till this point we never talked about our location, and he asked me where I am from. When I said it, he smiled - we live in the same city, not such an outrageous coincidence, considering I live in a small country in Europe.

And I gave him my adress.

I waited for him for about an hour, and in that period of time, I was elated at one point, while shivering in fear the next. I couldn't wait for him to touch me, and at the same time thought how I would end up dead, since he must be some lunatic, god knows what he will do to me.

He wasn't, he was just a married guy, whose wife and kids are away often, during the weekends. I didn't know what to do, how to behave, so I ended up opening the door in a one piece lingerie. He kissed me on the doorstep, and we went straight to the bedroom.

He was still fully clothed, when he went down on me. I was so sex starved, that I think I came in a few minutes, but honestly, I do not know, it might have been an hour, since I was totally out of it. When I looked down, after getting back my senses, he was already naked, big, fully erect, and standing by the bed. I went down on my knees so fast, and it tasted so good. I was never a fan of sucking, I did it many times, but this was the first one, that I fully enjoyed. I wanted to swallow it, I licked his balls, kissed his leg, rubbed his cock against my face, while burning from lust.

He bent me over the bed, with my knees still on the floor, moved my onepiece to the side, and I felt his hand on my clit. I was so wet, that with every move, I made that sound, you know... Then I felt his lips on my bottom, and eventually, his tongue on my anus. At that moment, the realization that I didn't shave that, made me anxious, but as he continued to work on it with his full tongue, made me relaxed, once again.

That was another thing I never experienced, and it was good, and his hand was doing all the right things, and I was so close, when he pulled my hand down, and guided me, to continue it, by myself. I did, and he stood up, I could her the condom wrapper break, and I loved the idea that he is standing there, looking at me, as I pleasured myself, while moving my hips in a circular motion. I wanted him so badly, and I didn't want to cum before he enters, and I was so close, so damn close, when I felt his head on my anus.

I wanted to protest, to say something, since, that was another thing I never experienced, but I was so close, and as he started going in, slowly, inch by inch, pull out almost fully, and start going back in, even slower, I started cumming so hard, that it made me sob.

I guess that was too much for him too, so he grabbed my hair, thrusted four or five times, really fast, and really hard, and started roaring like a fucking lion. It did hurt, but it was the sweetest pain I ever felt.

I was so weak, that I couldn't even make coffee, so he did. We talked till sunset, when he had to go. He told me we will do this often, he told me he is mesmerized by me, he told it, and went away.

His profile got deleted the same night. I can't say that I am surprised, but I am disappointed. Still, I have no regrets, that one afternoon, was the highlight of my sex life, from the day I was born. And it brought a lots of self esteem back, I am now trying to better myself in more ways than one.

I still have my weekends, and this is my first free weekend, since it happened, at the end of October. I am not looking for anything right now, and who knows, weekends like that one might never happen again, but who knows.

And that is it.

P.S. I hope you won't judge.

I am married for over 17 years, and the last few were really bad. My wife has been behaving like a real bitch, lost any interest in me, and I started entertaining the idea of divorce, or doing something on the side, so, I chose the later.

I still take good care of myself, so I look pretty good for a man pushing 45, but I have been so long out of the game, that it was really hard at first, had quite a few misses, but, eventually, I managed to hook up with a woman few years younger than me. I have known her for some time, through some work friends, and fate wanted us to be in the same late night restaurant, I went to with some guys from work.

She is not the prettiest woman in the world, but she has a banging body, with nice, round ass, and quite sizeable tits, divorced, and with a few issues regarding her looks. It took me less than a week to bed her, and on our only third encounter, I fucked her in the ass.

This has been going on for the past three months, and I fuck her two to three times a week. I honestly thought I was sex starved, but her... She can't get enough, and I am loving it.

I will pursue this for a few months more, and if it all goes well, I am divorcing that bitch of mine. If I haven't found this woman, I would still consider myself useless, and my life a sad caution tale.

Seeking Sugar Momma for in real life relationship!
I'm a 44 year old man living in Seattle WA.
Needing help with bills...and more l.
In exchange I will go on dates, spend time with you, have kinky and wild sex with you. 
And more!
Magnus

I lost my virginity to my husband, the night he proposed to me. I was 21 at the time.

Since we are both from a small town, in rural area, this wasn't so unexpected, but he was surprised, in a good way, since I had a bf for over a year before him, and they kind of knew each other, since it is a very small town.

Never cheated on him, afterwards, but maybe I should (I never will), since our sex life has been almost dead for years (thus I am here).

A few times, when he was drunk, he would ask me about my ex, commenting how he thought we were in a serious relationship, hinting at my virginity, and I saw him smirking at him, when we would meet, in a way, like, "I know you did nothing for over a year, you fucking loser".

The truth is, we did everything except vaginal sex, but I mean everything. At that time, I figured, for some strange reason, that I will marry him, eventually, and that I had to save myself for the day he proposes. Sex without penetration (except for a few times he convinced me to anal play), was far more satisfying than anything I ever experienced with my husband. He sees me as this perfect, pure wife, who never saw a penis before his, yet I sucked my bf's cock for hundreds of times, before we met.

Now, I am sorry that I never had real sex with him, since I know, it would be magical, so I linger in my thoughts, and fantasies, regretting my life choices.

I know this isn't much, but it is pure. Hope you won't judge me for withholding the truth from my husband, but I just felt this to be the right way.

I hear all the "stop the body shame" speeches females make and yet no one in their gender seems get body shame hurts who it is directed at. That means ANY GENDER. I do not see any change in the nonstop shame from gender OR race at ther other sides. Karma being what it is... Imagine someone who does care deeply about the issues you face and it hurts them to see others hurt and wants the same end to all shame unless earned by bad actions onto another.
Imagine you shame them in any open place and make the jokes so common that even tv and anyone shoots it off for a laugh.
It seems there is a problem of understanding what being equal is.
Do onto others as you want done onto you..

That means if you same someone then expect it back in full as you do onto a gender so you must want it done onto you, right? If not then set the example.

I was raised to accept all race and gender as equal and only judge who has done wrong to another in any form.

Gender and race are making them self stand out with the shame and looking down on others I see here and other places and in real life every day.

Where did all the nice people go?
Well, After being beat to see blood and someone fall to the ground knocked out to just see what happens and get a laugh from doing it and made fun of till I hid from every human terrified as no one including teachers or the school system helped do anything more than make it worse for me... Well.

I am a good person who ran to another to help. As a child I want to teachers who fell as kids laughed and truly asked what I could do to help. In that case it was go get help from the office in front of the school.

I would see someone hurt by others and ask if they needed a friend or just someone to talk to.

I was always thinking of others and caring...

What ever happen in the first day of 3nd grade to others was like I walked into some different versions of this world. My black friends told me they could not be around me anymore or they would be beat up being "too white" around me. My own race just got mean and if you did not hit back or hurt others then you were not in some click, You were the target for their hate and fun.

I was knocked out many times and almost we will say "ended for ever" just because they wanted to see it for real.. sick... Teachers said they were laughing after I hit the ground bleeding from the nose after being hit in the head knocked out. Shame, hate, beat,... that was my life till I got out of school.

I am terrified of people and all genders and race including and for sure mine.

I was not like that. I was not raised to ever think I would be done that way. I only hate who directly hurt me and no other...
I do fear as any being would anyone I do not know or trust well from all that happen.

BUT, I am not going to shame or anything someone I never saw do direct wrong actions to another.

So, I do not know of the other "good ones"... But I am terrified and have nightmares, My back is messed as well as the joints the doctor knows was injured badly back then.
The only time I laughed at the term "hard headed" was nothing ever happen from being knocked out. That was checked long ago after they counted up how many times I had been hit that hard.
My IQ is more than fine and no issues from any of that part.

So the shame and hate that damaged me is what happen. I am too terrified of people.

Figure al others like me who in the end DID hate anyone for things they never did and there is one thing as why the world may be how it is.

You can not stop hate and hate at the same time or hurt someone for nothing.
Change can not happen if no one puts that first as the main goal.

I am still the warm, caring, thoughtful, loyal, loving human I was born as...
I just protect it from being hurt to the point I loose that part of me..

Give me a save,warm,caring,loving place and the being who puts others before them returns to those who unlocked it in me by knowing I will not be hurt and I can trust who protects that part of me.

I wish I could have known who I could have been if it all never happen.
I was out going, happy, cheering others up,helping any time I could and always there for someone hurting and in need all as a child.

So look at the so called ALPHA and BETA or what ever gender and race posts here and other places.
If it makes me afraid then I am also afraid to talk or trust with ease any relationship. And with good cause.
I do not want to be shamed and hurt by who I am with and will not do that to who I am with.

Can you look from above down on all this and see how general posts aimed at a gender or race and how the words placed with that post is to make clear how inferior that person is in the eyes of who posted it can run off the "good ones" and might even run them off forever?

If you have a hand in shame then lack of change for the better was helped by your actions placing shame and hate on others making them give you all the room you seem to be wanting.

SO, All the stop the shame people... Stop the shame to all equally and who still does it is to blame.

I could truly love any race or gender.
If they saw what I hold in me and always provide a safe,warm,caring,loving place for it to grow and always love and care with warmth protecting it and it will give to who gives, will place first who places them first.

Is that not what was hoped for long ago by so many?

To find someone like that above all else?

Only change can make it happen.

That is if the human race truly wants that hope to come true.

Stop hate,stop shame,Judge only who just hates and acts on that hate to hurt others who have done nothing.

Parents were right you know...
Think before you act :)
Be well,Be safe.
Always care and love but never hate, shame or degrade others for nothing.
Change needs all to take part and not just one side...

I only see " women sex organs" on the internet 🛜 ( porn videoes , sex pictures,....) , but in the real life reality I didn't see or touch yet .... I wish I can 

I am 19M from the US interested in having a discussion with anyone about my many cuck fantasies. My cuck fantasies only include being a husband or boyfriend to a famous celeb whore and being forced to watch them being destroyed. So, don't go asking for real life picks of my family members.

I am 35, married, and a nymphomaniac.

Not really sure when exactly I realized this, but I think somewhere, after college, it became clear to me. That was the first time I had a close friend, who was comfortable talking about sex. She did most of the talking, I kept my mouth shut, but from her insight, I realized, that my urges are just my own, and that these things aren't something all women go through.

At that point, I was already masturbating at least two times a day, for over ten years. This was especially hard in hs, since I never was a looker, and had no real life sexual experience whatsoever. I had my first boyfriend in college, and we would have great sex, almost every day, sometimes twice a day, but yet, I had to help myself at least one more time, daily.

I became looking for any kind of stimulus, so I watched porn, read erotic stories, whole nine yards, and I still do.

Married my 2nd boyfriend, at age 30. When I suggested porn as an extra stimulus for our sex life, he was elated. We had a good run, couple of years of non stop sex, porn and all kinds of toys, role play, fantasies...

After our first kid, this died down, but my needs remained.

So I started running. That was the only thing that pushed the devil out of me. In two years, from the beginner, I managed to finish two full marathons, and a dozen of half marathons. It helps, but does not heal.

Didn't want to cheat, since he doesn't deserve it, but my nature prevailed, and I found a young guy on tinder, who I use from time to time. We don't have sex, he just goes down on me, and he is happy about it. I suck him off after he is done, even though, I really want to have sex with him.

And, I eventually will, that is inevitable, but I just want to feel, for a bit longer, that I am not doing anything wrong.

My body is waging war against me, and I can not do anything about it.

Any girls interested in spending 1 week as my cumrag?
Not looking for sex. Just cute tits, face, legs to cum on. Better if you’re ok being tied with rope or cuffs. Not expecting you to talk much just kneel so I can feel you up and jerk off on you. I know it sounds crazy to meet people, but is the fantasy even interesting for you? In real life I’m a homebody who gets too focused on my creative projects I just want a cute outlet to enjoy.
You can write hat you would travel, or host, or not interested, or like the fantasy but wouldn’t actually do it.