i believe the story is substantially true.

i think details have been changed. For example, you would find a "Dixie Pride Lumber" web site or the restaurant on Yelp. i also doubt the trailer setting.

but i totally believe giving money to kids for some kind of sex is how relationships like that begin. that part of it rings true to me.

 

OP thanks for reporting this, it was a great read! As far as the story it's self I think it is true, but some of the details may or may not have been exaggerated.

 

OP thanks for reporting this, it was a great read! As far as the story it's self I think it is true, but some of the details may or may not have been exaggerated.

 

OP thanks for reporting this, it was a great read! As far as the story it's self I think it is true, but some of the details may or may not have been exaggerated.

 

we need pics of their possible skills

 

can someone at least make fakes of these?

 

they could both suck my cock dry

 

yes yes yes

 

everything

 

Well, yes you are not the only one who thinks about things like this, Many probably do but have nowhere to express it.
Why I am adding to my post is that subsequent to all this happening this last two weeks, my husband came home and the other night while sitting at dinner I mentioned how it was nice to have him home and how much we both missed hm, and my daughter added to the conversation by saying "Yes dad, mom really misses you, she hugs me at night, so while you are gone I am like you" after a moment my husband laughed and said "hmm well, I am glad my two girls can find comfort and safety together, remember though I am just a phone call away so if you are lonely just call me" So we both said "Oh ok" but in my mind I was thinking good lord that was close... when my daughter chirpy as ever said " Dad, how long before I can have a boyfriend?" to which He replied she could have one when she was 16 or 17, right now she was too young. My daughter seemed ok with it but then asked " What if it was not a boy dad" My husband was shocked and said " What"!! so she explained, " what if it was not a boy.. a man, like you big and strong, boys are so you know wimpy and they dont even have jobs or money or cars or anything" God bless my husband because he handled it well and said she should not worry about things like this till she was 16 and at that time he would be happy to answer the question and give her advice. That evening when we went to bed, I think I had some of the best sex, I must have cum 10 times, I kept going over in my mind the thought that some stranger a man, was in my daughter, enjoying her, even my husband noticed, he mentioned, that I must really have missed him this last trip... He doesn't know the half of it.. !!!

 

hot hot hot  why dont you start to share your daughter with your husband, or at least get her started on your own.  explain to her that is safer if you show her the ways of love making first

 

hot hot hot  why dont you start to share your daughter with your husband, or at least get her started on your own.  explain to her that is safer if you show her the ways of love making first

 

>>168057 No, that's nuts. Incest is not the road to go. How about when the girl turns the age of consent this lady can help her daughter find a grown man to date and she can rate the man to see if he's good enough for her. She obviously prefers older men, and the lady has a fantasy that her daughter is with an older man, so it works out for both of them.

 

This thread is retarded. Why are all the chan sub sites so full of pedophile trash.

 

Like you I had a challenging upbringing, both of my parents were out of control drunks. When I was in the 7th grade (12 years old) my somewhat older siblings left the household to go to college and to start their adult life. I had a terrible time adjusting and many years later I realized that I was actually depressed. My own version of feeling unwanted and a bad person. But my sexual reaction was to withdraw and just become extremely shy around girls. And develop a life long interest in porn. I don't know why, but I was just plain afraid of girls and this wouldn't change until after I left college. Like you, I don't remember being molested, but something put that fear into me, I just don't know what it was.

Your virginity story was very sweet, though typically female. Did you come? Did he come? Did he seduce you, etc., etc. No need really to answer, there are tons of "how I lost my virginity" sites out there. It obviously is a good memory for you. But because I was so shy, I have always thought I totally missed out on that experience and so it is very interesting and sexy to me. It is not a fantasy of mine, of course, I can't go back. But the idea to two adolescents having sex for the first time is a very sexy idea to me. Maybe even the most erotic thing I can think of.

But for this discussion, what is interesting to me was that I could always cover my shyness by saying I didn't want to be rejected by a girl, which is something most boys understand. But in my heart I knew that the truth was that my biggest fear was meeting "you" and "you" saying, "wow, I've had a crush on you all semester, no one is home, let's go right now!" I honestly don't know what would have happened, maybe I would have run away or maybe it would have worked out alright. But I just didn't want to find out. I fell in love a number of times during school and college, but they were impossible loves, like it was with my best friends girlfriend, etc. I yearned for intimacy, but sabotaged it at every turn.

So, perhaps in your quest for intimacy, like me, you sabotage it. Perhaps that explains the rape fantasy thing, which most people would not think of as encouraging intimacy.

I loved your description of hooking up with the guy with a van. What a cliche, of course he drove a van! And I think it is as erotic as it was risky. I think risk adds to sex. My experience has been that the build up of doing something risky and sexual is often better than the sex itself, but I love your ultimate judgment, "i cant say I hated it."

I think that chatting as a young girl to older men was also risky, on its own without hooking up with anyone. The one thing that is obvious to me is that the men chatting with you knew what they were getting into and what they were doing. Not just knowing it was w

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I'm sorry to hear you were so shy growing up. I was shy as well but not as much as you I suppose. I was shy in the sense that it has taken years for me to even come as far as I am (which I dont think is very far). I cant say im neccessarily "shy" anymore but my issues have always stemed from self esteem. I have never been too confident and that made me shy. I was scared of how people would perseve me and if I would be accepted. I have always been my worst critic and keep many things (like what I said in this post) to myself. I never get to talk about it because I am ashamed of it. But anyway... I am more confident these days and getting more so each day. Also coming more into accepting the things that turn me on and what I enjoy.

You said I didnt have to answer about the virginity stuff but I will. No I didnt come, I rarely do while having sex. Rare meaning there has been ONE time. And yes, he did. He most definitley seduced me... he knew I liked him and we were hanging out with a group of friends that day after school. It was just me and him and three other people alll day. (school was just a half day). I convinced my family to let me stay the night at my female friends house so that I could stay the night with him (which he convinced me to do). That night we were all watching a movie and I was on his lap. He started breathing harder and I turned around to ask him what that was about. He just looked at me and said I should know. I had an idea but wasnt certain... i was a virgin after all. And I dont breath loundly when Im horny... But any way, he eventually kissed me and then we took it in another room and laid on the bed and made out. People kept coming in though so he asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. I said sure... very nervous though because I could feel where things were going. Well we go for our walk and he turns down an alley (space between a house and a fence) we sit down and we make out some more. Then he asks if I wanted to do anything else. Little naive me asks him like what other things. He lists them off, blow jobs, hand jobs, or sex or continue to make out. (all of which were prety much for him... no mention of fingering me...selfish bastard.) I say something about trying head and he asked if i was sure... I go for it and am practicly doing pushups with his dick in my mouth. Im sure I looked obsurd. Total virgin. But then he stops me and asks if I want to do anything else. And he said he wanted to fuck. I said ok... softly. Not sure if i was ready but knowing i wanted to do it. So he pulls out a condom that he had made mention of having earlier in the day and i take off my pants. Lie on the grass. He gets between my legs and slosly pushes in... I was waiting for a pop of some sort like i heard in all the stories online but there was none. Later I associated this to what I mentioned in one of my other posts about having my marker session and thinking i popped something. Yeah, prety sure it WAS my ch

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Your story totally turned me on and I enjoyed thinking about it (and getting turned on again) a few times today. Fantasy sex is always perfect, but first times are rarely satisfying. As a concept it is sweet and fulfilling, but that doesn't seem to be the reality for most. But, your story is still a turn-on for me. So let me return the favor, a true story about the closest I have ever come to raping someone. This is absolutely a true story and I have never told this to anyone.

After college I decided that I was sick of being a virgin so just decided to go to a hooker and let it be the debacle I knew it would be. It was a lot like your van guy scene, except I didn't come and she would not let me kiss her pussy and eventually time ran out. I smoked at the time, so probably had a cigarette afterward. Driving home I remember thinking, that wasn't great, but it was also no big deal, I had totally blown this sex thing out of proportion. As you say, "I didn't hate it."

It didn't cure me totally and I still had (and have) issues with shyness, but at least I knew I could have an erection (more or less) under the circumstance and put it in and so forth. Incidentally, I rarely am able to come the first time with someone I was dating or was very interested in. I have visited hookers over the years and it is never a problem with them. But with women I am interested in, for some reason I just can't get off the first time.

That doesn't actually have anything to do with my 'rape' story, but that is "how I lost my virginity."

A few years later I had totally fallen in love with a woman at work and of course she was involved with (dating) someone else who was higher up in the company. That was my pattern. I can't remember the circumstance, but he either quit or moved to another office. I pretty much assumed that that meant that they were done, and basically I was right. I don't remember the details, but I asked her out. We went to the local observatory on a Sunday, so I think maybe we were talking and there was something happening there and I might have just said, "hey I love that stuff, do you want to go with me?"

It was great and we got along great. Towards the end of the day, she said something like, I don't know what I have at my house to eat, but why not come over and I will cook you dinner. And of course I jumped at the chance. I couldn't believe it. This seemed to be happening as if in a fantasy. So we went and actually she had something really good, like maybe she had planned it but didn't want to decide about inviting me over until we had spent time together. I loved that, not offended at all, but was a little amused. I was just totally into her. At some point after dinner, we were sitting on the couch and talking and laughing and she was explaining how she had

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Hmm, either you didnt tell the story right or she over reacted. I don't feel like what you did was abnormal. Lots of guys get aggressive when going at it. Sexualness is like a hunger in people and to some people they are more intense lovers. Basicly, bitch can calm her tits. And the fact that she complied with that stupid staement about having your way with her any way shows that she wasnt TOO against it. And you stopped... so there was nothing done wrong. Fuck her, I hope you are ok and have moved passed it well.

You are right in that you can tell if a man is going to be more dominant or submisive, and the varying degrees. I've gone out with guys that were obviously more submisive, and though it helped me to practice being more of a decision maker... i dont want to be in a relationship where I have to make all of the decisions. Then too I have been involved with a guy who was MUCH more demanding.

When I was in ... 8th grade I believe I met a guy at the mall who i struck up a sort of relationship with. I was much weaker then than I am now and took alot more shit than I should have. But he would say things like because I am half black and he doesnt like black girls, I had to make sure i washed and straighted my hair every day because he didnt want me to smell like a black girl and didnt want me to have kinky hair like a black girl. He was also very good at munipulating me. I remember one of the last conversations we had was me being mad at him because i hadnt heard from him in weeks..almost a month. And he said it was only because he was in the hospital all that time from getting in an accident to come see me. I have no proof of whether this is true or not but it was bullshit either way to try to hold that against me. He also pulled a stunt one night where he said he was really depressed because I wanted to leave him and then "put me on hold". He put the cell phone down on the bed and answered his hosue phone. He acted as though I could not hear him and told his "friend" that he was really depressed and was going to cut his wrists or worese because I didnt want to be with him... This guy was sick and an example of what I do NOT want in a dominant partner.

Ugh.. lol im pissed just thinking about that joker.

Any way I have enjoyed talking to you and hearing your stories and have gotten to relate some stories I havnt been able to talk to with anyone. We are both playing this game however as Anons, and wish to keep in touch with you. Might we swap emails?

 

eidmftll@sharklasers.com (good for 1 hour)...

 

there was this sexy blond behind me the other day and i couldnt help but casually take pictures of her sexy legs

 

One night when my friend cara was sleeping over (all of my friends usually shared a blanket for all of us) I was sleeping next to cara, and she really does have the nicest, softest, most delicate and perfect ass. she was wearing a single top and a light blue bra, black leggings and blue and whit striped bikini style underwear with red trimming. anyway, she asleep and at first I was pretending to sleep while having my hand on her ass , softly and very very gently caressing it. fucking hell it was nice! but soon I wanted more. I turned over to face her and saw her singlet just below the edge of her bra, I got out my phone and had it on flash to see in dark and hoped it wouldn't wake her. I extremely slowly and very very carefully pulled her bra down to expose her cute little nipple. she is only an a-cup n was also about 15 at the time. she is still only an a-cup and we are 17 now. I got photos of her exposed breast, then exposed the other and got loads of photos. she is such a heavy sleeper. I played with them gently, I even got the courage to gently suck on them!! I then went back to her amazing ass, it was so so soft!!! I remember this night in such vivid detail, it was the greatest night of my life and I have a girlfriend who has slept over and we have had sex all night. atleast most of it. one night she gave me all head, all night! and still this night encounter with cara tops it. anyway, I went back to her ass and I squeezed and rubbed harder and harder, I slowly started to pull down her leggings, millimeter by millimeter I move them down, only being able to pinch and pull at the creases of the tights. I eventually after a long time got them off, once at her knees I slid them of quickly but gently with ease. she rolled a little at this but stayed on her side with her ass poking my way. I then got more pictures , I jerked off to these until I lost my phone last year, I was and still am heart broken. I caressed her ass, and in this panties nearly all of her cheeks were showing, but this was not enough, I had to get them off too, and the same way as before, I did. she layed in my bed half naked, and her ass was incredible!!!!! I got loads of pics including ones of her cheeks spread!! she eventually moved and curled up a bit in her sleep, it exposed her fussy and asshole completely, of course I got more photos!:-D I licked her asshole gently and then her pussy. I then slowly fingered her. I was so careful not to wake her. I had my dick out and was touching it to her ass cheeks and spreading her cheeks and outing the knob in her crack, then letting the muscle relax around my dick a bit. I was exploding with hornyness! I went back down, and god she smelt good!! the freshness and most amazing and sweet pussy smell I've ever smelt. even her ass smelt and tasted divine! I got her nice and wet (this was all done with great care, concentration and patience) I slowly put my dick into her, I couldn't help it! it was so warm and nice and the

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>>167494
As someone who has pretended to be asleep while being fingered, anal fucked and photographed before, she wasn't asleep. I'm an extremely heavy sleeper (slept through a strong earthquake). You're a dumbfuck for even thinking your cock slipping into her unprepared ass wouldn't wake her. And you're a terrible liar.

 

>>167499
>>167494
haha

 

Too chicken-shit to take pics T-T

 

I'd like to believe at least a fraction of them are true, since the ones I've posted about myself are. Would suck to be the only person not making shit up on this board =P

 

My boner doesn't seem to care whether they're true or not.

 

>>167625
I strongly support this mans boner

 

I would want to b 16 yrs old if it happened!

 

and i would masturbate! while taping myself and go back to being a guy to fap to it or just live my new life try to get my otaku siscon brother to love me cause im a little gay

 

and i would masturbate! while taping myself and go back to being a guy to fap to it or just live my new life try to get my otaku siscon brother to love me cause im a little gay

 

I'd go with 14, just starting to blossom, get some guy to buy me a dildo, and go crazy!

 

I would want to be about 8 years old so that I am at least at an age where speech is possible and understandable, and more brainpower, and small signs of development. But unlike most I wouldn't want to wear tight clothes or masturbate. And If I had a choice to keep my mind from before it happened or not to, I would most likely not. I mean I wouldn't mind having a part of my mind so I can finally know I got my wish to become a girl. A REAL girl one that is capable of having children. But I would just want to grow through not saying not explorative of my body at all. But go through life as a girl. Having a natural attraction to men, having a body sensitive to most touch. I mean it must be so great to have a body that can be shaken with a single touch or send chills with one too. I would love to go through life as a girl going through love, feeling what it feels like to lose my virginity. Going through heartbreak. And maybe even doing some taboo things or, if my life ends up having it getting raped, or when I was younger having a horny uncle or something. Who knows but I am more interested in just life as a woman not just wearing skimpy clothes and feeling how it feels to tease and have gazes swarm on you and undress you in their mind. But to also have the fragility of a woman the pure feeling of a woman, and to feel the desire of how a woman is so wanted and cherished among many I just want that.

 

I've had fantasies since I was about 7 or 8 about being molested or raped. I don't know if I really even derived any "sexual pleasure" from it at 7 or 8. I still have fantasies about being raped and used in porn, both as a young boy and in present day. I always wonder how I would have looked in child porn, and I sexually pleasure myself to my own childhood pictures. They can be anything from pictures of myself in the bathtub or naked to pictures of me clothed, shirtless or in a swim suit. When I was a young boy, about 8 - 12 years old, I was on a swimming team, and so I have pictures of myself in a little speedo. These pictures of myself in a speedo (as well as pictures of other teen boys and young boys in speedos) sexually arousing. At about 12 or 13 I began having the occasional homosexual rape fantasy about a neighborhood boy, but most of my sexual fantasies were about consentual sex with my classmates and neighborhood boys. About four or five years ago,I began downloading porn of young and teen-aged boys from Emule. I realized that what was most sexually stimulating about these boys was just knowing that these young boys had been molested, raped and used in child porn pictures and videos, some of them being sold into child prostitution and porn by their families. There was one video which became a major turn-on to me, and it had a young boy being tied up, stripped and forced into performing oral sex as well as anally raped by at least 3 men. I've had similar fantasies where I, as a boy, was stripped, used in child porn and raped in the swim shower.

 

I'm the guy who created the topic. Just call me "Used", for the purpose of having a name to adress me.

Gabe -> Me too. I have som sexual fantasies about myself as a child. I often imagine myself, as a child, being raped. It aways involve being in this situation with lots of people looking/participating into it. And i had this fantasies way back, when i was young too. When i was about 10 to 13 years old, i became so obssessed with that thought, that sometimes i walked about my school, way after the end of the class time, at night. I would go to the school's gym, or to a ittle farm inside the school, where other students went either to play soccer, or to bring their girlfriends, and i walked about, just waiting to see if some of the older male students would try and force me to do somethig, or just try to rape me at once. I went to the point of lowering, just a bit, my pants, so that they could see a glimpse of my butt, pretending that i didnt' noticed that it was lowered. At a given time, some older students even adressed to me, and let me join their group. We talked a lot, and i noticed that some of them where looking at my lower parts. The hapiest moment was when some of them touched "by accident" (they never said anything, but did touch me) my butt. I know it was on purpose because it got frequent, as the talk went on. One of them even touched me in my penis, pretending it was by accident too. By that time, i was so hopeful that i would have my fantasies realized, that i'd put myself above a table, making some insinuating poses, pretending that it wasn't on purpose. They kept looking at me, but none of them tried anything besides hat. Perhaps they where afraid to do so. I was a little disapointed. I really wanted to be force to do sex at that point. And remembering now, even at that time, i would like to have at least one girl looking at it, either being forced along with me, or just looking and humiliating me for being in that situation. And even back them, i had this strange fantasy of "leting go" in my pants (shitting...) after the rape, and the tought of people seeing this, and laughting at me for that, really turns me on, for some reason.

But i never wanted it to be filmed or registered. I like the tought of having this situation hapening to me, and only the people who did it knewing that. Like a "dark secret" between me and the people who did it. If i had a girlfirend suffering the same fate, them i would like her to don't talk about it, keeping the "secret", in that only the people who did it knew, besides us.

In school, i really wanted that, at some point, some bullies just come and beat and rape me all over some isolated place (either with me having a girlfirend suffering the same abuse, or not), and the day after, i woul walk up to them, and they would pretend that nothing happened. But would sometimes make fun, or

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That's crazy. Have you tried.

 

Haven't tried nothing like it. But i know, for sure, that if something like that even hapens to me, i wouldn't fight back or try to help my girl. I would just et everything hapen.

 

my confession is that I want to hang out with your wife.

 

anyone know where the pics on the left and right sides of OP's pic came from?

 

>>166780
2nD that!

 

3rd, my good man

 

Just then, the news caster on the TV said something and Lisa started to giggle uncontrollably. That got me going, giggling right along with her. I was beginning to think that I might be able to fuck her, so I started put my hand on the inside of her thigh. She pushed my hand away, still giggling maniacally. She said that she probably stank. I told her that the sweat wasn't bad, it was sort of sexy.

She then said that it was "that time of month" and was feeling a little crampy. She continued to giggle, almost unable to talk. I said, you mean "On the Rag" and that set us off laughing even more. She got up and staggered over to the desk and grabbed a handful of Skittles and poured herself another shot. She went into the bathroom, grabbing at the wall and the doorway and then returned with a hand towel and a roll of toilet paper.

She jumped on the bed and then crawled on top of me in a very awkward position. Still giggling fiercely she told me she wanted me to "check her oil." I had no idea what she was talking about, but she maneuvered around, sort of kicking me in the head with her knee in the process. I had slid down on my back and she eventually mounted me, sitting on my chest, facing my feet. She put the hand towel under her ass and leaned very much forward with her head almost to my knees and her ass in the air.

The sweet sweat smell turned into an unpleasant metallic smell. My hard on soften a little, but her ass looked spectacular.

Please Sir! Check my oil. I still didn't know what she was talking about, but she reached to the waist band of her shorts and pulled down her loose workout shorts. There was a huge wet spot on the pussy and ass area of her compression shorts, and I could see a distinct camel toe. Please Sir! Check my oil! I stopped giggling and put my hands on either side of ass, feel their moist warmth. I moved my hands up to the top of her compression shorts and grasped the waist. You really OK with this? Yes.

I slowly pulled her shorts down as the wet fabric separated from her wet skin. I pulled them all the way down as far as they would go, right above her knees and she finished the job, taking both items completely off in complicated process taking what seemed like 10 minutes. I was looking at her asshole and pussy and sure enough, her pussy had a string hanging out of it. It did not smell great. It was pretty bad. Her asshole was a tiny slit and her pussy was not shaven at all. But her pussy hair was very soft and light and very sparse. She was fair skinned and a natural blond and just didn't need to shave. I just stared.

 

Lisa continued to giggle. She reached back and pulled the string and pulled the bloody tampon out of her pussy. She said "what have we here" and inspected the tampon and wrapped in toilet paper and tossed it towards the trash can. I don't think it made it, but I was checking out her pussy. I wanted to lick it, but the smell was overwhelming. I just gawked.

All of a sudden she farted and giggled, "oops! sorry about that." But immediately she stopped giggling and said "Oh my God! Oh no!" she yelled in a panic and her tight anal slit began to distend. Oh shit! she cried indredulously (and prophetically) as a huge turd emerged. A second one plopped out immediately after. I can't tell you how bad it smelled. I wasn't going to puke or anything, but it was bad. But the turds landed on the towel, thankfully. Those turds where bigger than my erect dick.

Then a few drops of urine started to emerge from her pussy and I said, uh I think you might want to make it into the bathroom. Which she did, crawling forward to avoid the shit. She took a wad of toilet paper and wiped her ass. She did this twice, inspecting the toilet paper carefully before dropping it on the floor. It was as if I was no longer in the room and she had just gotten off the toilet. I lay there with two massive turds on my stomach and used toilet paper balls on the floor.

She rolled up some more TP and began to wipe her pussy, but mostly using it to stem the dribbling flow of urine and then staggered into the bathroom and leaving the door open sat on the toilet and peed some more. She came out of the bathroom and grabbed her shorts and put them on without looking at me. She ran out of the room without saying anything.

That was the last I, or anyone else in the company saw her in the company. I heard that she called the HR person and quit but nothing was ever said to me about it.

 

If you were to ever see her again what would you say or do?