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It’s been over a year now and everyone has wanted to watch every time, so far. The last text I sent read, “It’s now time for the Mommy and Tommy show out by the pool, for anyone interested in watching us do it soon… Please be ready to join us in less than 5 minutes.” I was browsing stories here and read about a guy who enjoyed a Hilton experience. I thought I would share a ploy I have when I travel and stay in hotels. The next time, a few weeks later, we had sex for the only time. I knew it was very wrong, not only through fear of pregnancy as Anna was just entering puberty with nipple growth and a few pubic hairs, but at dinner later that evening, the fragrance of my semen and her juices coming out of her horrified me at the prospect of being discovered by mom that way. my heart raced, i peeked out the window of the bedroom--what had i done? my husband was not home yet, i watched and saw him in his room. he stripped for a shower, and i know he saw me. he saw me stare. it was like my forearm large... i had to stare, i was dumbfounded.
i was a little girl again, and this big strong man held me safely in his arms. my breast pressing tightly to him--he kissed me deeply, then began to fondle me. his scent was intoxicating, as his hands roamed freely across my body. my top was gone, and my bikini bottom was pushed to the side. his fingers invaded my private parts, and i moaned as i buried my face against his hairy chest. Recently my wife went into town grocery shopping and I thought both kids went with her, but her daughter stayed behind, and I began to masturbate on the couch to a video of my wife, and her daughter ended up coming downstairs and not knowing how long she had been watching me I got up to go to the bathroom and cum in there, but I saw her my stepdaughter rubbing her beautiful big tits and her clit not knowing Id already seen her, and suddenly I get a little harder and asked her if she wanted helpOh I’m sure there are good preachers; but you don’t need a gas bag to reach Heaven; accept the Spirit; read the Bible, and be good. If you’re in the mood for an indie adult short film adapted from a real life sexual confession then you’re in the right place. The award-winning XConfessions was born in 2013 as the first step of filmmaker Erika Lust’s mission to create a new wave of adult cinema. My Aunt is a big fat woman in her late 40s and has very meaty feet with short toes and bulging heels. Her size is US 8. I used to sleep at her home and sneak in her room at night. She is a heavy sleeper and I used to uncover her feet and jerk off to them. I used to cum on her flip flops, sandals and flats. Once I got so horny and took my kink to extreme level. I wore her bra and panty, put on her flip flops and walked around the house. Then I went to her room and put her undergarments off in front of her sleeping and cummed on her flip flops. I was too scared to do that because I was afraid that if she woke up and saw me naked and wanking in front of her, I'll be finished. I still did that and saw her walking in her flipflops I cummed on last night. That gave me an sense of satisfaction. I have really wanted to worship her feet but was too scared to do that because I did not want to get caught. He said, “Come on girl you know what you’re doing! And I’m loving it but I know your family. You’re making me want to do things that wouldn’t be proper.” As I was climbing up the very steep stairs, I realized that Stan was right behind me getting a great view of my bare butt. I was instantly aroused. I couldn’t believe the warm wave of horny-ness that blew through me. Finally having an older man look at me that way and getting an obvious erection doing so. I was very excited. I always went up to the loft alone but now Stan was daily finding excuses to escort me up those stairs. I would fantasize about him throughout the day anxious to get to work and being sure to wear skirts and dresses that would give Stan the best views without being obvious to others.
I have fooled my female coworkers so many times and have got them to send pictures of their feet. There is skinny Indian girl in my office who leaves her footwear under her desk daily. I cum on her shoes every day after the office hours. We started dating "secretely" and I never told anyone. When the pool would close we would go and make out in the engine room. One thing lead to another and we started exchanging blow jobs. It was an amazing rush. That was half the agreement. The other half was the party getting ready to get it on, had to notify the other party so they could be invited to watch the exchange if they wanted to. The invitations are usually texts with a place and time for the desired deed. He held me, kissed me deeply with the smell of me on his face. I said, Stan … I’ve made your face smell bad. He said, “Girl I’m not washing my face anytime soon.” We continued to kiss deeply. I don’t like preachers. They spread racism; classism, and homophobia. They teach members to push gay children out of families. Yet these fat divorced preachers run around looking at porn and hitting on other people’s wives. I used to work with one. I took great pleasure into proving to people he was misquoting the Bible and a sinner. Oh I know I’m a sinner too.A few years ago I dated an artist. He treated my body and our sex like art. He. Took. His. Time. He consciously and deliberately decided which part of my body to bite or caress next. He built anticipation. He was calculated. He was artistic. And now I only want to have sex that feels like art. Anything less feels like trying to hang a connect-the-dots picture on walls of the Met.” —N.S., 39
I was never attracted to any other guys until I met him. There was a sexual tension between us that was pallatable and he was so nice and attentive. September came and the campgroung closed for the season and I never heard or saw him again. i felt so small, insignificant compared to this man! at 6 ft 4 in in heels, i have never been towered over by anyone--until then. i stood there, helpless to say anything, my face bright red, and even down into my chest. I am typically a quiet, reserved and abnormally low risk person. This trip, this trip I threw caution to the wind.As a young horny high school boy, I would jerk off on many occasions thinking of Johnathan. He was dating the hottest school cheerleader and I used to wonder if they had sex. I was a smooth 16 year old boy in the 70's and I was totally infatuatued by the lifeguard at the campground. He was 18, wore a red speedo, had hairy manly legs and a perfect happy trail on his stomach. He was tone, tan and friendly with me. Well I hung out at the pool every day as we would chat endlessly and I could not get enough of him. His words and wants made me wet with desire. I lifted my skirt exposing my pussy inches from his mouth, “Do you want me?” We then had a shower together and I had dreamed so much of this moment that it was almost strange. His body had not changed very much over the years and I had a massiver hard on the whole time we were under the water and Johnathan had a big smile on his face. I had a 3-hour wait at the airport and I thought I would go to the Airport Hotel for a drink. When I got there I saw a sign for a Spa and I though I would get a massage. The spa was in the basement of the hotel and it seemed somewhat deserted and quiet. There was a young male at the reception and he told me that he could take me right now - so this was perfect. I went into the room and stripped off and got on the massage table.
My daughter and husband eagerly took their front row seats in tense anticipation. My son followed me out of the pool and over to the laid out towel just in front of our, “Watchers.” I was flying through a snowy centric airport last year. My flight got delayed and then cancelled. I am on a flight tomorrow at 4:00 PM so I immediately book a room in the airport Marriott. I’m not Jesus; but a lot more of you would make it to Heaven listening to me than most preachers, and even I wouldn’t listen to me.
My Confession by Naughty Voyeur
we chit chatted a while, and i noticed he was seeing down my bikini top all the way to my nipples. he wasn't staring, but he had to look down, and i'm sure they were in plane view for his eyes. i blushed red as soon as i realized it. i tried to apologize, but he he put his finger to my lips to shush me, and told me, "no need to be embarrassed." Stan lives alone and since then once, twice a week, I go over to his place to have sex. He’s had a vasectomy decades ago so he took my virginity with no threat of getting pregnant.
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