Hello there.

Looking for a picture, that I am unable to find anymore. Not sure if it can be found on this website though.
There are 3 (nude) people on the picture.
From left to right :
- A young man
- A mature woman with short hair (probably blonde).
- Another young man
All of them are standing, and are looking straight to you (as if they were posing for the photographer).
If I remember correctly, the man on the right is bulkier. At least one of the two men have a tattoo on their shoulder.
The picture was taken outdoor but I can't remember the landscape. I think there was some vegetation but not sure it was an actual forest.
The picture has a vintage or amateur vibe.

Potential tags would be linked to family/incest stuff I guess, or nudist.

Thank you by advance.

Regards.

Chick is probably searching for dicks

I was dreaming of fucking my sexy ex boss tonight but then I slammed a shot of clear and realized she probably not freaked out like me and her husband might wanna hurt us if we got caught. But my wood is still wood

so i've been chatting on ml on-and-off for years. well over five, maybe up to ten. i don't know exactly.

it's addictive and liberating to be so open about my kinks and interests. i usually bury them deep inside of me unless i'm with a partner who i completely trust and know will react positively to them.

but, anyway, i've had plenty of offers to hook up for some fun on ml and i always bat them away. i decline the offers without ever giving them a serious consideration. i guess i do it because i worry about my safety and i guess because i only see ml as a bit of extra fun while wanking.

that was until about three weeks ago. i started chatting to a guy on ml who really put me at ease. we just seemed to click instantly and, even better, he was only about an hour by train from me. in the height of arousal one night, we agreed to meet. we both thought i'd chicken out but i didn't. i don't know why him but this time i went through with it.

after a quick coffee and a very awkward public chat, we went back to his place. i was so nervous. so nervous i could barely speak. he said he'd never met anyone off ml before either. his place was pretty small, a little untidy, nothing too grim though. the blinds were all down and the place stunk of aftershave.

he suggested we watch some porn to break the ice. so we sat on his sofa, with a drink and just went through his favourites on his big tv. i've never seen porn on such a large screen! i'm usually on my phone or laptop at best. i don't know how long we sat watching porn. probably an hour? maybe it was the wine, maybe it was the porn but i eventually got comfortable enough to go further.

as we watched, he got his cock out. i snuggled in a little and let him grope me while he wanked to the porn. as he watched, he went inside my clothes and then i took them off for him. i felt a little lost tbh, i didn't really know what to do but i just tried to follow his lead. eventually i felt brave enough to go even further and go on my knees in front of the sofa. i sucked and i sucked him for ages. he didn't really give much feedback but i sucked him until my jaw ached and had to slow down. he wasn't even particularly hard, which was a bit disheartening. he kind of pushed me off eventually and jerked in my face. it took some super vigorous stroking but eventually he came and dribbled a little bit of cum into my mouth.

we then just kind of cuddled on the sofa for a bit. i thought he'd want more but the body language wasn't good. so i just awkwardly pulled my knickers back up, said goodbye and left him to watch porn.

he messaged me the next day. sort of apologised, said he was in a weird mood. asked to see me again. i'm not sure tho. i know he's not a crazed axe murderer now but we didn't even kiss, let alone fuck.

sorry about the wall of text. i had to get this out of my system.

I immigrated from eastern Europe to Denmark. I was 25 at the time, and, since God gave me some of that Slav beauty, I got married within a year, got my papers, children, citizenship, whole nine yards.

My husband is this tall, handsome man, blonde and muscular, very kind and civilized - we never argued, and this year will be 16 years of our marriage.

But he is cold, all of them are. They do not know how to have fun, they all drink, but alone, in their homes, social life is next to non existent, and him as well as other of their men, even though usually handsome, and lean, lack some kind of masculinity.

He doesn't have a single hair on his body, I've never seen him angry, nor passionate about anything, including me.

That made me feel isolated, in a bubble of all things nice and correct, and that led me here, and to other online forums, since soon enough, sex without any traces of passion, felt stale and disappointing.

Only thing I live for, are my kids, and the summer, when we visit my folks, back home. He tries to fit in, with my friends, he can drink, but not in a smoke filled restaurant, so often, he would excuse himself, and go back to my parents house. Anything that makes other people visibly happy, it is like, it repels him.

I wanted to stray many times, but it only happened once, some ten years ago. On one such night, when cigarette smoke was too much for his fragile, little soul, my ex bf came into the restaurant. I ended up giving him head, in an alley. He was rude, and motherfucker deliberately came on my hair, just to piss me off.

But even that was better, than no reaction at all, since, I knew why he did it, he was envious of my new life, my family, my success, but the sad part is, he had nothing to be envious about.

This weekend, I will, once again, have a programmed sex with my husband, every Saturday, after we get wasted, probably at home, he will hump me, and fall straight asleep after he is done.

Last time I had some kind of non scripted sex, was back home, in that alley.

I love going through the boards, reading confessions, exploring urges of others, retrospecting on my own.

I am a 44 year old man, married, never cheated on my wife, nor will I, but this place helps me find the vent, that keeps me away from doing something reckless, that could ruin my marriage.

That being said, my love life wasn't very exciting, except for one crazy night, back in college, and I thought some of you might appreciate this memory, as much as I do.

I had a girl I hooked up, occasionally, lets call her J. She was this round little thing, a bit chubby, cute in a way, but far from being the hottest girl in town. First time we hooked up was after this party, and she initiated it. We weren't in any kind of contact during the day, she would approach me, once in a blue moon, usually during some party, and we would do it, either in my, or her room. So, every party, I would glance around, looking for her, never approached her, but when she would come to me, I would know that that night, we will have some fun.

One such night, it was well passed midnight, and she was quite tipsy, she was there, again, but now with a friend, lets call her M. I noticed her, earlier, hell, I think everyone did, slim, green eyed blonde, with amazing figure, a 10 (or a very strong 9), but the kind that likes to keep to herself, and isn't quite aware of her feminine powers. When she said that we should go to her room to smoke, and she came with us, I was kind of bummed - no sex tonight.

Boy, was I wrong!!!

We continued drinking, and smoking, and J was all over me, not caring for the presence of her friend. It was a small room, with two beds, close to one another, and when she reached down, and unbuttoned my pants, I fucking froze, waiting for M's reaction. She was smiling, but not looking our way, but it was obvious she wasn't going to leave.

As J was wanking me, she commented something about my size, and M got up, and looked, again, with a smile. She asked her if she has this back home, and she nayed with her head. Since I only had one girl before J, and my only outlook into the sex world was porn, I thought I was bellow average, but the truth is, that I am not, but on the contrary.

M knelt besides her, and grabbed my cock. I couldn't get my eyes off of her. This tugging could have lasted 10 seconds, or 20 minutes, I have no idea, but when J asked me if I want her, and I mumbled "yes", she looked at M, and she just took her pants off, and got on top of me, without a condom, without a word.

Till this day, this was the best pussy I ever felt. In retrospect, I wanted get her shirt off, to see and feel, and kiss her tiny tits, but I was out of it, just grabbing her waist, her ass, pulling her down, so I could kiss her. She came while kissing me, moaning like a little bird.

I wanted more of her, but I had no say in this. As soon as she got up, J got on top, but turned to the other side. She had a big ass, and it was quite a spectacle, but my eyes were just looking for M. She was on the other bed, so I called her. She came, and we started kissing. I asked her to sit on my face, and she said no, with a smile, and continued kissing me, while J was doing her thing. I told her that I'm gonna cum for her, whispered it, and as soon as I said it, I felt I was cumming. Pulled out, and shot the biggest cum shot of my life, all over J's ass and back. M was watching it, and again, smiled.

I was out of it. All I know is that we continued drinking, and I do not remember the rest of the night, I probably passed out.

It was the hottest thing that ever happened to me. Of course, I managed to fuck it up, since I became so obsessed with M, started pursuing her, she wasn't interested, and that bothered J, and, long story short, that was all of the action I got during college, in total.

But, I still masturbate to the memory of that night.

I hope you guys liked it.

Fucking cock tease thinks being "owned" will protect her from getting what she deserves.
How many of you want to show her that her "daddy" won't protect her when a line of superior men are ready to break her in for the "daddy" she supposedly adores?

Who wants to leave a load or 3 in her? 

Cry for your "daddy", bitch. He'll probably be happy to be rid of you. Cockteases like this should just be face down, ass up and crying. 

I sat at the bar on New Years eve, pondering life. There has been so many ups and downs, especially the downer of how my wife decided to leave me for a married couple. The funny thing was, we never had any issues – it was just out of the blue. When she came to me about it all, she said it wasn’t me, that she just wanted to explore her sexuality and that she was being selfish. She said she didn’t mean to hurt me, and even let me keep the car, the house – hell I got to keep everything. We had no kids as she was infertile, which was fine. Me being 46, no kids, no wife – I was just kind of done with everything.
So there I was, drowning my sorrows and in my own thoughts, and this girl sits down next to me. I thought nothing of it, I was too invested in self-pity. Fuck I didn’t even notice her sit down until she ordered a beer.
“What would you like miss?” The bartender asked as he wiped the counter down.
“I don’t like domestic, gives me a headache, do you have Newcastle or Guinness?” she asked with a soft voice. Good choice, I thought – and I was pulled to pay for her drink but decided self-pity was the theme of the evening.
“We’ve got both”
“I’ll get a Guinness then!”
“Hey, you need a refill?” I heard her ask. I didn’t think she was talking to me, but I noticed my glass was almost empty, I turned to see who she was talking to. I almost fell out of my chair, she was drop dead gorgeous. Her bobbed black hair framed her face perfectly, her luscious lips sparkled and her eyes seemingly looked right into my soul.
“Oh um, me? I might call it a night,” I said to her as I shyly looked away.
“That sucks, I’ll tell you what, and it sure looks like you could use someone to talk to – so stick around. I’ve got this round, you get the next?” She smiled and checked her phone.
I looked at the bartender, “I’ll have what she’s having,” and I looked at her, “thank you for your kindness.”
I don’t know why I said that, it just came out of me – “thank you for your kindness??” are you fucking kidding me? Yet, it seemed to work.
“I’m Cindy, happy New Year to you…”
I smiled, “I’m Mike, happy New Year to you too, pleasure to meet you.”
The bartender came with our drinks and we clinked them together, “to better days, yeah Mike?”
“To better days, Cindy, I sure need them!” I laughed.
“Why, what’s up? Tell me about yourself, Michael!” She said, using my full name – which was shocking, no one ever did that, so it was strange to hear.
“Oh boy, my tragic life, it’s pretty uninteresting. Where do I start? My wife left me a year ago to live with a married couple she’s been screwing around with behind my back, but at least she left me with everything – we got divorced, and well, I haven’t heard from her since. Which is fine I guess. I can’t complain about my job, I love my job. I work with labor unions, organizing non-union workers and helping people get a decent wage…”
Cindy took a sip of her Guinness, “how crazy is that, what your wife did? If you really love someone you wouldn’t do that – I’m so sorry that happened to you. Hell, she could have at least asked you to join them! If it’s any consolation, I got dumped by my fiancé 2 years ago and haven’t looked back. I figure once someone breaks trust like that, there’s no going back. I don’t even really think about him anymore at all.”
“Yeah, I thought she was the one, ya know? And I’m sure you thought your ex was the one too – otherwise you wouldn’t have been engaged, right?”
“It always amazes me how people lack compassion and empathy these days. We’re a rare breed you and I…” she took another sip of her drink, “People who actually give a fuck… who care, it’s so damn rare. She hurt you out of her selfish needs, as did my ex. The hell with both of them!”
I laughed, “agreed, the hell with them,” I raised my glass and we clanked them together and laughed.
We talked for hours, it was almost 10:30 PM, and Cindy showed me the time on her phone “the end of 2024 is almost here.”
“Hopefully that’s a good thing, Cindy.”
“Hey, you want to bring in the New Year with me? My place or yours? Why stick around in a bar when we both can talk and chill together?”
I was a bit shocked, “Are you sure you want to bring in the New Year with a 46 year old guy who’s probably going through a midlife crisis?”
She smirked, “Dude, you’re hot. I like older men. You got that salt and pepper hair, tall dark and handsome, with those dark brown eyes I could lose myself in… I’ll cure that midlife crisis of yours,” she laughed and nudged my shoulder.
“I’m not far away, my house is just down the road a bit…” I told her, and then asked, “How old are you?”
She bit her lip, “Don’t freak out, I know I’m a bit young – I’m 24. And I trust you, I know people pretty good, I’ve got a good sense about people – you give me a good vibe, so yeah, let’s head to your place.”
She followed me to my house, we both parked in my driveway and went inside. I took her jacket and hung it up, then showed her to the living room. She sat down on the couch and giggled.
“What kind of movies do you like? I’m going to guess science fiction and fantasy from the figurines on the TV cabinet,” she said pointing to a dragon figurine.
“You would be correct! I love sci-fi and fantasy, a lot!”
“Oh we’re going to get along just fine, Mike – just to let you know I’m not into sports… at all.”
My heart skipped, “Neither am I – I find them boring! Oh shit, let me get you a drink. How’s rum and Coke?”
“Perfect! Oh shit we forgot to get Champaign!”
“I actually got some from Costco the other day, it was a $50 bottle and I planned staying here for New Years and not going out but… well luckily I did!”
I chilled the Champaign on ice as we drank our rum and Cokes and got to know each other even more.
As midnight approached I got the Champaign ready and got a couple of Champaign glasses – we counted down together, “3, 2, 1! Happy New Year!!!”
I found myself in her arms, our lips were touching, our tongues were exploring. Her arms wrapped around me, holding me against her body. I could feel her soft breasts pushing into my chest as my hand gently caressed her face.
We must have kissed for 20 minutes straight, and our hands began to wander. She pulled back, again biting her lower lip.
“I don’t fuck on the first date,” she said with a sly smile, “but we’re not on a date!”
She unbuttoned my pants, pulled them down and started sucking my cock. I leaned back on the couch and let her go to town. Her sexy black bobbed hair swayed and caressed her face as she swallowed the whole of my cock. She quickened the pace, jerking me off and sucking as my cock got harder and harder – I didn’t want to cum just yet so I stopped her, and pushed her down on the couch. I pulled her shirt up, undid her bra and pulled her pants and panties off. I started licking her lovely soft breasts, teasing her hard nipples and worked my way down to her completely shaved (waxed) pussy. My face dove right in. Her juices were sweet, succulent, she tasted like no other women I’ve ever been with. She moaned and cried out in pleasure, her body shaking and quivering with each lick. I pushed a finger inside her, she was tight as hell. I started working my finger as my tongue lapped at her dripping cunt. She exploded in pleasure, literally. I’ve never been with a woman who can squirt, but she did – the warm fluid gushed on to my chin, on to my chest as she writhed in orgasmic delight. She let out a guttural scream, “FUCKKKK!! OH MY FUCKING GOD MIKE!!” Cindy nearly passed out.
I cuddled into her as she was recovering, she started stroking my hair, “holy fuck – who the fuck are you and how the fuck did you learn how to do that??”
“What?” I asked.
“No one has ever made me squirt, I’m the only person that can do it – you’re the first person to ever get it right!” she was panting.
“Oh you’re in a lot of trouble mister,” she said as she pushed me back, and started sucking my cock to get it rock hard again. When she got it hard enough she mounted it, taking it all inside of her. She started riding me, her breasts bouncing on my chest as her lips met mine. Her pussy was way too tight, I wasn’t going to last long at all.
“Holy fuck you’re so god damned tight Cindy… I’m not going to last long…”
“GOOD!” She pushed me deeper into her tight hot hole, looking into my eyes – she was mesmerized, as was I.
“Such a beautiful cock Mike, oh so good….” She said as her cunt stroked me deep inside her.
“Cindy….” I murmmered as my hands gently clenched her cloudy soft breasts.
“Give me all of your cum Mike, fill me up…” Cindy whispered.
I did. I erupted deep inside her, my cock jumped and pulsed as cum sprayed inside of her. She moaned and began grinding my dick in her pussy. I could feel every detail of the inside of her tight pussy, she was milking my cock dry. There was so much cum her tight little cunt couldn’t hold it all, so it started dripping out and down my balls. She got off me, and I felt her mouth licking the cum off my cock and balls. After she was done she cuddled into me.
“That was perfect,” Cindy sighed.
“Can I get your number?” I asked jokingly.
“Ya think??” she laughed.
We both got serious for a second, “would you be opposed for me taking you out on a date?”
She kissed my lips, “I’d love that. But remember, I don’t fuck on the first date!”
We both laughed.
“Cindy, seriously, I’ve never met anyone like you and honestly dating you wouldn’t really be about the sex, it’s about getting to know you – because it just seems like you were put in my life for a reason.”
“Mike, everything happens for a reason. I’m a big believer in that. Bad things happen and we learn lessons from them. Good things happen and fill us with joy and happiness. So, let me be clear – I won’t ever cheat on you Mike, I know that I’m just saying words to you – but I know how it feels. And I know you’ll never cheat on me either, because you’re a 46 year old guy banging a 26 year old.”
We laughed.
“Cindy, you’re way mature for your age – I don’t even see your age.”
“Oh, I see your age – that’s a kink of mine,” she smiled, “don’t get offended if I start calling you daddy, and beg you to spank me for being a bad girl.”
“Oh you’re a bad girl, huh?” I said as my hand smacked her ass.
“Oh daddy, I’ve been so bad…”
We ended up fucking again, this time doggy style. I was trying to go soft on her with the spanking but she kept telling me to smack her ass harder. I did.
“I’m so fucking bad daddy, spank me!!! HARDER!! HARDER DADDY!”
She has so much energy, and she got off from me spanking her while fucking her from behind. She came, her ass jiggled and I couldn’t hold off, and came inside her again.
We both collapsed – we were exhausted.
“We forgot to drink the Champaign.”
I showed her were my bedroom was, and she stayed the night. We both fell asleep in each other’s arms and when I woke up, she was still there. I made her breakfast and we spent the day together. We fucked a few times more on New Years Day too. I got her number, and we’ve been seeing each other every day. I took her out to eat on Saturday – it was a good date. At the end of the date I drove her home and walked her up to her apartment.
We kissed and she asked if I wanted to come in for a cup of coffee. I smirked and pinned her up against her apartment door, “I’m going to break you of that fucking on a first date rule,” my hands groped her breasts.
She opened the door to her apartment, shut it and we fucked right there on the floor. I ended up staying the night. I’m seeing her again tonight, she’s coming over to my house.
Yesterday I actually asked her if she is on birth control, her only response was “nope.”
My response, “good.”
She responded back with the smiley face emojie with hearts for eyes.
“Breed me daddy.”
Sure, we’re moving way too fucking fast – but life is life. I don’t give a fuck. I think I’ll eventually ask her to move in, and perhaps if all goes well – perhaps to spend her life with me. I know there is a massive age difference. I’ll be 62 and she’ll be 44, I’ll be 72 and she’ll be 54. But at least we would be happy in knowing we were in good company. Shit, I sound like I’m falling in love… I probably am in love.
I confess I’m in love with a girl I met 8 days ago.

There were two slutty chicks in college who probably fucked every straight guy in school. We'll call them M and C. I was friends with M. She made it clear she loved sex. Of course we fucked but it was weird fucking her and knowing that pretty much every kid I knew probably fucked her. After graduation she vanished. Relocated. I guess she needed to start over.
I wasn't friends with C. She was a rich kid whose daddy paid for her own apartment. She had practically no furniture. She had a revolving door of guys who would fuck her on a mattress on the floor. I didn't fuck her. She insisted on condoms, and M hated them, as do I.

38m, 6'4", probably chubby and hairy enough to count as a "bear". I want to suck off a BUNCH of teen twinks all at once, like 5+, and have them all cum on my cock(4.5"). After everyone's dumped a load(or six), I'd have another guy move in to suck my cock clean and snowball with me swapping loads of cum back and forth. I'm not even sure what that'd be called; it's not quite a creampie, the cum isn't in a hole. An eclair? Pic for attention, more in comments. 

I confess that I am loving cumming into my Co-Ed’s food/drink these last few days.  Watching her drink my nut in her water this morning got me rock hard and excited.  She was confused at first; asked her friend who took a gulp and said it probably the minerals in the water.

XD