I confess the best job ever was working at a Fotomat when I was 18. The youngsters might find this hard to believe, but you used to have to take your film to get developed by somebody else if you wanted your pictures. We went through every pic that came through that place, saw all kinds of hot nude chicks (including some we knew), hardcore shots, the whole nine yards. It would be fun when some slutty girl would come pick up her pictures and I'd be thinking "ha, I've already seen you with a cock in your ass."

as most of you know that read my post know that i love dick and boy pussy. but today isn't one of them stories.
i road my bike to Mcfaddin beach today and as soon as i hit that 3 mile mark where i knew the most that could happen is i get a fine and not go to jail. thanks to some fucking POS lawyer its now illegal to go nude. and the first 4 miles is one county and you will go to jail and after that they will only give you a fine.
today i was setting around my house bored. so i took off on my motorcycle. and ended up at the beach so i headed down the beach just cruising not looking for fun. but i wasn't going to turn down a chance if i got one. and at the 2 mile mark i stopped and striped down to my G string i passed a few people 2 sexy young things found out later they was 18 and 20 year old. and thats young for a old man like me. one of then flashed me her tits and said i love old me in g strings. i didn't hear that i just saw tits she told me later what she said. when i hit the 5 mile mark i saw a man i have fucked a few times he always has his cock in a cage. but i drove on buy then i pulled my string to the side and let it all hang out. and after passing a few others i found a spot where i couldn't see anyone east or west. so i broke out my chair and my beach blanket and laid out letting everything hang out.
i think i was about to fall asleep when i heard a girls voice. so i looked up and there they was the two girls i saw earlier. and ask if i thought it was safe to get nude here.
i told them i dont know we just have to keep a look out and see someone coming just slip the bottoms back on. and they both striped right then and there. and my dick hasn't been hard over a female in about a year and never that young since i was their age.
i grabbed my other beach blanket out and laid it beside me and the laid down beside and and they started 69ing right there and i started fingering both girls at the same time then one looked up and saw my hard dick and i mean it was hard as a brick. and said damn thats just the right size and i want it. and the other girl said thats not the deal. and i will call her Lisa said fuck the deal i want it and before i could do anything my 7 1/4 dick was balls deep in her she rode me hard for at least 5 minutes and told the other girl i will call her Jen. damn he can last longer than my BF and after another 5 minutes or so Jen said well might as well let me have some before he pops a nut or dies and the traded places and Jen was riding me. by this time i was having a hard time trying not to cum. but some how i was able to hold out for at least 10 more minutes and ask witch one wanted it and where did they want it. Jen said pull out and cum on my pussy and Lisa can lick me clean so i did and i know i cum 3 times more than i normally do and sure enough lisa went down on her and started licking her clean.
and about that time two guys came up and said well how did you like watching our G/F's play around in front of you. and did they let you finger them when they 69 each other. and lisa said yes and we even let him cum on us and we licked each other clean.
BUT NEVER told them i fucked them both.
so i'm guessing they had a deal or something that if they did something or didn't someone was going to get something.
i dont know dont care i got to fuck a 18 and a 20 year old

Good Evening Ladys! I have a confession.... I know we have got to have some smoking hot ladies lurking in the shadows on this site. I want to see you tonight... yes you! ; ) I want to see all you closet nymphos showing us what makes you hit or unique. Don't have to show nude. Just show us those curves. This could end up being fun for everyone. Don't be shy beautiful ;p I confess I want to see some real milfs.

I went for a drive today through the national forest. I was naked for almost the entire drive, over 20 miles. Even went for a little hike nude. It was a very fun experience. Would have been better if I found some other naked, horny people to enjoy it with.

hit up the strip club on the way home from work. I heard they had 2 for 1's and specials on VIP. They'd just remodeled the place, hired new dancers, and were trying to get people in. I'm all for titties but what I didn't expect was to see my neighbor on the stage. I know it's a down economy but holy shit. Part of me said walk, part of me said stay. It's a full nude and I really wanted to see Desi's rack so I stayed. When she made me her face went from shock to surprise to naughty smile, all in seconds. After her bit she slipped down and hit me up for a dance. I wasn't sure about it. Then she asked if my wife knew where I was. Desi just had to toss that in. Might have been a threat but the way she said it made me brush it off as play. We went back and forth a couple times and she knew with a DD rack I was already hooked. I got setup with the "neighbor price" for 4 song full nude in a private booth (hey might as well go for gold).

1st song, meh
2nd song, way hotter and a lot of joystick play. Towards the end she even went for some pants kissing.

DJ outside the curtains announced the break and a new chick on stage. I looked over at Desi and caught that naughty smile as she unzipped her purse. I thought she was going for gum until I saw the wrapper. She unzipped and wrapped me, smiling the whole time.

3rd song was a combination of her amazing hands, her huge tits, and an amazing tongue. Every time I looked down at that bobbing head I smiled. My wife knew her. I knew her husband. My kids played with her kids. And mommy was sucking my cock to pay for the Christmas presents.

By the 4th song she'd worked me so hard that the slightest touch could set me off. She used her hands to tease the wrapper off, then begged me to finish on her tits. I could have been nice, but I figured it'd be more fun to miss. The first splash went across her chin and nose. The second was neck and chest. The rest left a beautiful pearl necklace across those amazing tits. I smiled knowing she'd have some other sucker's face buried in those later.

So the other night I was hanging with my 19 yearold girlfriend and we went to her school to shoot some Photography for one of classes. We got to talking and she told me since its a college people are aloud to take nude self portraits of themselves and that got me to thinking of how much fun it would be to either A. Get her to or B. find a girl at the school to shoot a lil movie;). They have walls to give you privacy in the room so it could very well be possible if she's into it, but the question is how to ask or come across it...?

I got divorced almost three years ago. I am a female, in my late 30s, and I have been married for 15 years, so I married young.

He was my first, if you dont count a few innocent hs pettings, and our sex life was pretty non existent, for the last few years of marriage. I have relived myself, many times, and eventually got sucked into the world of erotic forums, porn sites etc.

After we split up, my libido just jumped through the roof, and my online addiction sky rocketed. I wanted sex so badly, I have caught myself having these indecent thoughts about men around me, at work, at the supermarket etc.

Why didnt I do anything?

I am affraid. I have had sex with only one man in my life, and I guess I was insecure, so I stayed locked inside this cage I have built for myself.

Through all this, I started chatting with this man, some ten years younger than me, via this erotic forum. It became a form of hotting, with words at starters. Then I sent him some photos of me, without face and clothed, he sent me his, and he is a handsome, handsome man, so handsome, that I have wondered what such a good looking man is doing sexting a woman like me.

It evolved, i sent him some bikini photos, than partial nudes, and full nudes at the end, and eventually we saw each other on cam.

It was so sexy. He was raining down on me with compliments, throughout all of this, how beautifull I am, how hot I am, and such things are nice to hear. LIttle digression - I know I look good, and my looks werent the obstacle for me to find someone to have sex with - it was the other issues, I discussed earlier.

So we continued with this for more than 6 months, and it was hot, so intense. He was so good at describing things, it was like living through an audio version of the best erotic story ever written. Him, talking, made me climax every time, but looking at him through the camera didnt hurt either.

And he was obsessed with my behind, always asking for me to show it, and if I did, he would climax almost immediately. He would always tell me how he wants me from behind, or in a reverse cowgirl etc, and it got me appreciating that part of my body, and I did become aware that it does look good for a woman of my shape and size.

Long story short, after almost half of year of this, one day he sends me a message that he is coming to my country on business (we both live in Europe - different countries), and that he will be in such and such hotel, room number ..., and gives me his telephone number, for me to call him, so we could go out for dinner and, who knows.

I decided not to go, not to call him, it was all fun, but one thing is a fantasy through the weil of some anonymity, and this would be something completely different.

I was fighting myself on this one, I wanted to go, but I was scared, really scared that I will ruin it, by meeting him. You have got to understand, this was a kind of a relationship for me, something I was looking forward, seeing him online.

He was staying there for three nights. On the second night, I called him at 1 a.m. My voice was... I was scared. Asked him if I can come over to his room.

An hour later, I was there, in leather pants (god, what was I thinking), and a bottle of wine. We started going at each other immediately, we were both so desperate. He ripped my blouse off of me, and went for my breast right away. I was on fire, ready to go, like I have had hours of fore play.

And as we started to undress, I remembered his fixation, so as he was laying on his back, I got on top of him, kissed him, then turned the other way. I have never had sex in this position, so I was a bit scared, but ready to go. He had a condom on... And he came after no more than 20 seconds.

My dissapointment was inmesurable. He did try to get me off, afterwards, but wasnt good at it, so I faked it. I excused myself, and lied to him that I will see him again tomorrow, and told him it was good, it was all I was hoping for.

Never saw him again, not in real life, nor online. But this awkward experience was an eye opener of sorts. What was I affraid of?

Two weeks later, I met a man of my age, also divorced, like me, and I am having the best sex of my life.

I think this whole experience helped me understand a few things about myself. And one thing is for sure, I lost years of my life, living of sexual scraps, from my husband, later on, from online erotica, but nothing beats the real thing, when it is done right.

I go to a bathing lake near my city that is being known for bathing with swimming suits and speedos but people can go nude, too.

I drive there with my bike on purpose and don't have anything for bathing with me - no towel, no speedos. So I ride my bike to this place and pretend that I occasionally wanted to take a bath there.

"But I forgot to take my speedos with me. Hmm, the only solution is to go nude."

Then I get rid of all my clothes and go have a bath. Having done that I stand where my clothes are and look around, pretending that I had clothes on. Of course all people with clothes on look at my penis then.

Having become dry, I put my clothes on again and ride my bike home. Then I jerk off to the imagination of other people having seen me there.

Then I think "What was I thinking, they could put this on youtube and a future employer could make fun of me". Maybe in the future face recognition will be good enough to browse all videos on youtube and people would just have to take a photo of me, submit it on the internet and the video would show up.

Then I jerk off again and think: "Well this is what I look like, faggots. Deal with it. If you find this funny, you are inhibited and you don't like your body. You are probably christian. I have no guilt regarding my body. What would you subtitle that? "Guy walks all nude at lake"? That would do nothing to me, I'd think: "Yeah, that's me" and that would be it.

I'm freaking out!

This morning a got a text from my daughter's coworker saying my daughter Sara had left her phone at home and asked me to bring it to her at work. I drove over to her apartment and found it under some of her dirty clothes next to her bed.

I was walking down to the car when I text came. Thinking it was possibly Sara I opened up the text. Instead it was someone named Paul. It was went into great detail about how the night before was so much fun and how he'd like to see her again.

It's no surprise Sara was seeing men, we got her on the pill when she was 13 and had many boyfriends over the years.

What freaked me out was when I started scrolling back into the text. Sara had sent lots of nudes of herself to Paul. It was amazing but she looks so much like me nude it was like I was looking at pictures of myself.

I sat in my car and started to read more. Soon I found nude shots of Paul's very hard, very big and veiny penis. I was floored at the size. I'd never seen a man this big! I unstantky got hot and even jealous. My husband is no where that large! 

It dawned on me as I stared at the closeups that it was not a young man but an older man. From the amount of belly hair and shape I could tell it was a dad bod, not some boy her age.

In one of the early texts where it was clear they were just flirting Paul said something like "If Donna or Chris ever found out, they'd get mad" He knew both my and husband's name!

I grabbed my phone and searched through my contacts. I had three Pauls listed. One of them matched! It was one of my husband's old college buddies who he golf's with almost every weekend!

I sat there forever not knowing what to do. Finally I decided to send all the pictures of them to my phone along with screen captures of their conversations.

I dropped off the phone to the front desk afterwards so I didn't have see my daughter.

Im still freaking out!

This site has totally gone to hell...everyone trolling facebook for pics and making up stupid fucking stories about them with no nudes of anyone....I guess it's time to bid this site farewell...I've met some real nice perverted people on here and had a lot of fun but anymore it's just pathetic

Terror Weekend ( Part 1 )

You wake up. Feeling your arms stretch at the shoulders, your feet dragging on the floor. The sound of metal clinking.

You try to spit the foul taste out of your mouth as you shake your head trying to get the blurriness out of your eyes.

And you realize, there is a cloth in your mouth. Tied tight. Hurting the corners of your lips.

A muffled grunt come from you as more weight falls on your shoulders. They are being yanked up and up and your body is being forced to stand.

You start to struggle, your body shivering all over as if you are freezing, and soon all of your struggling seems to do is get you swinging in the air as your feet clear the ground. All your weight on what feels like handcuffs digging into your wrists.

There is another metal clank.
and your wild swing steps as your toes reach the ground.

You hear a shuffle behind you.
Suddenly your head snaps back as your hair is yanked from the back.
To see a leering face ... not a real face ... A mask. A horrifying pig like snout pattern on it.

"Time for fun fucktoy!" growls the lips the mask doesn't cover.

The eyes though ... you will always remember the steel blue eyes ... as you realize the shivering is because you are completely nude.

And then your head snaps back into place as your hair is let go.
Tears are forming in your eyes, your chest is heaving and your pulse racing.

"WTF?" you think.

Last you remember was going to your car after a movie. Parked in the top of the garage.
And a smell, a sound like a shuffle. And that foul taste you just tried to spit out.

"Now what would I like best to use on a little fucktoy?" you hear behind you.

Some metal clinking. Like shuffling through a lot of tools.

Your eyes widen with fear.

"MMMM good. But not sharp enough."

Silence for a second then you hear a screeching noise. Your trembling now not just from cold. You are fucking terrified.
You KNOW what is going to happen, but where are you? WHO is that?

You try to scream out "Just let me go!"
But it is muffled.
And softer than the screeching ... the incessant screeching.

Your mind wanders ... what the hell? What is that screech?

OMG you think ... he is SHARPENING something!

Then you hear an exasperated grunt.

"No ... this just won't do!"

And you hear steps behind you. Steps going around you to the front of you.
And he is there. Shirtless, denim slacks, not much hair on his chest but enough to know.
Muscles wiry, not huge. Skin showing some age, not young.
Big strong hands though ... strong hands holding the biggest fucking knife you have ever seen!

And he throws the knife down point first at your feet .. KerCHUNK.

You can see him leering at you.
You hate how panicked you are ... because you know it is making your breasts heave ... turning him on more.

And he steps close to you. Grabs your hair. And kisses you HARD ... bruising your lips, scratching your cheeks and chin with the stubble from a poor shave.

YOU kick back and struggle. And all he does is ram his fingers into your pussy.
Two of them.

"Fuck ... the little fucktoy is WET!"

And he frigs ... fast and furious.
And to your shame what you hear from the frigging? Is a sloppy slushy wet sound as your abdomen contracts, your hips start to shake, and your legs tremble.

No way ... no way ... you are not going to cum ... not like this.

But he stops and walks away from you. Licking his fingers. cleaning them of your juices.

He looks at you.

Steel blue eyes. Then the knife he threw at your feet.

"That is a rope from the ceiling. The knife is sharp enough to cut it. If you can get to the knife. It is a nice knife. Just won't hold the edge for what I want to do to you.
Think about it while I am gone buying a new one.
What I am going to do to my little fucktoy when I get back.
I am almost eager though for you to escape. I will just have to hunt you down again"

And he smiles and walks out the door.

Leaving you naked, bound to the ceiling, your means of escape or protection just out of your reach.
A body aching from the constriction, and getting so close to a mind-blowing cum.
And fear in your mind.
At what he will do when he returns if you don't get to that knife.
And at how you almost don't want to escape.