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 

(Leeds, UK). Gotta admit I'm a slave to depravity.

Though I'm like 35 now, pretty sure I've been a fucking sex obsessed since I can even remember. It's not even fun. Dom or not, being at the whim of women's sexuality means you're a slave to them, and I really am.

It fucking sucks. haha. Never satisfied, and worse still even keeping yourself in good shape, dressing well etc you can only date / fuck so many women - it's not easy, and at the same time all the hottest women are still in their 20's as you get older.

Then you gotta somehow try and find a nicely depraved woman to share that with, and / or live with being horny all the fucking time.

It's a goddamn miracle thath porn sites like this exists. Imagine how fucked up reality would be if you only had your hand and mental images.

Perverts of the world - check in :)

I am a married man who got curious and sucked cock a few years ago.

After years of watching big dick porn, I had to find out what it was like to give head. My wife knew about my interests and we would talk about it when we fucked. Without telling her what I was up to, I made a post on a website looking for a dick to suck.

After a few uninteresting replies, I finally got a very good reply. A guy was staying at a local hotel and just wanted his dick sucked. He did not want to talk, get to know me or anything. His instructions were "I'll be nude on the bed with the door unlocked. Come in, suck me, leave." He attached a photo of an eight inch penis that was almost too good to believe.

I drove over there, found the room, entered and there he was nude on the bed and his cock was as big as it looked in the photos. I went right over to the bed and took it in my hand. It was warm and heavy but had that familiar feeling of holding my own hard-on. I stroked it some then leaned over and put my lips on his shaft and licked it. Not bad. After licking it for about 30 seconds, I got on the bed between his legs, held his shaft up and put my mouth above it. I decided to got for it and locked my lips down on his cock and started to bob my head. I thought "well now I'm officially a cocksucker."

I soon found out that sucking a huge dick is hard work. I eventually got him to finish but it took about 15 minutes and my jaw and throat were sore from the sucking and thrusting of his cock. When he came, his cum splashed the back of my throat and filled my mouth. I swallowed about half and let the rest slide out onto his cock. I got up, wiped my mouth and left the room. Job done.

I took a short video of the action and later that evening I told my wife what I did and showed her the video as proof. Needless to say we fucked like crazy that night. For months to come, when we fucked, I'd whisper in her ear "he came in my mouth" and she would instantly orgasm.

Confession #2: my own dick never did get hard when I was in his room. I wasn't turned on. After the initial contact and thrill of actually doing it wore off, I felt awkward and self conscious. It is not something that I would do again. Turns out, it is a better fantasy than reality for a straight man. I also count myself fortunate that it turned out well. Meeting a stranger could go badly in any number of ways. If you feel that you must satisfy your curiosity, be safe.

I confess that I cast a spell to win the lottery but found a treasure instead…
 It was not but before yesterday. The lottery jackpot was outrageously high. I had attempted earlier with my girlfriend to produce enough loosh to manifest some winning numbers. We yielded no positive results for lottery but I enjoyed our endeavors. 
 I knew if we were to stand a chance of creating any real Sex Magik, we would need more willing bodies. People that entertained a certain type of magical thinking. Likely of the Cluste-B variety..
 I created a new profile on a popular alternative hook-up app. The profile pics were nothing particularly spectacular, but I thought they communicated a certain air of a couple that were secure with themselves. The bio though, was a simple short blurb advertising my intent. I didn’t fuck around with straight couples or bullshit bicurious single males. I wanted cock and pussy. I was going to have a fucking full swap or an orgy.
 The bio detailed my plan. All participants agree upon a shared set of lottery numbers. We then set upon each other with carnal lust and the appropriate Will and invoke our manifestation. “Should we fail to produce the lottery numbers”, I penned, “we would still win in the end”.
 The last part was an extremely dry joke but it was brought up later. 
 I actually received quite a few responses but most were single men. Eventually I received a message from a person I will call Jack. Jack had wife named Jill. Jack started sending me pictures faster than I could send mine back. I was afraid I wasn’t sending enough of my gf and too many of my cocklet and I. Jack didn’t mind though. Jack thought that was just fine.
 We set up a place for the four of us to meet. I always vet people out before I stick my dick into them or their’s into me. I have a sensitive barometer for people I fucking hate and so I like to sniff new prospects out before I take them home or to a hotel.
 I had cleared the entire thing with my girlfriend before I ever ran the add on the bio but given the small community we live in, and the troubles we have had before in finding swinging bi couples, she was very surprised at how fast I had arranged such a meeting. It made her nervous for the entire day.
 My gf and I arrived at the agreed meeting place before Jack and Jill. It wasn’t quite six in the evening but it was already dark. The other couple were more than fashionable late. My gf was practically frantic from the anxiety she felt. She usually feels some anxiety on the first meeting when we swing but this was extraordinary. It highly uncharacteristic of her.
 When they arrived I suggested we all just pile into my truck for the warmth. Jack and Jill were agreeable to that and we all climbed inside the cab. Jack liked my truck and tried to engage me a little on the topic of diesel engines and vehicle models like mine. I fained little knowledge. I was more interested in fucking his hole. I mean, his wife was okay, but I liked this man from the moment I smelled him. But I would soon cum to see how very much, Jack was absolutely insane.
 At first, there was some back and forth between the four of us but it would not be long before Jack would rise to dominate the conversation totally and I was in awe at the spectacle of him. He was a juggernaut that could not be stopped. Holy shit. He was a bit shorter than me and had a muscular build. Probably procured through hard work rather than lifting weights. He wore a fleece cap but I expected a cowboy hat. He a chiseled jaw with a cleft chin. He was very handsome.
 Jill was closer to our age. She was probably your typical bpd nympho. A body of about  average but very large breasts. Scandinavian with Irish maybe? Doesn’t really matter, she had large breasts. Very fuckable in my book. Her fantasies were very dark I think. Definitely lots of psychological damage. Large breasts though. Jack would tweak on her nipples as I sometimes managed to chime in. It was very distracting in the most delicious of ways. Did I mention that her breasts were rather large? She wanted dicks rubbing together inside her. Actually I wanted that, but I knew she would have enjoyed it.
 Jack wasn’t a total dick though. He had method to his maddness. As he attempted to dazzle my gf and I with his strange stories and exploits of himself he left small oppenings. He found out quite a bit more than I tried to let on. He was much more cleaver than one might initially assume by his antics.
 Jack began to regail us with stories of killing, incest, rape, sex torture, squirting, marijuana omnitopical, drugs, his construction career, his pro-rodeo career , his porn career,he was a veteran,  how he hated his mom (I guess?), more incest,his ties to mafia, the finer points of leather stitching and yet more incest.
 Also, he only bottemed unless, “the dude was a chick”. My girlfriend looked right at me as he said that. I knew what she was thinking. I was thinking the same thing. 
 Actually, I was thinking about something totally different than her. I had been watching far too many youtube videos about people psychological problems. I had found out what type of crazy people with traits like myself find appealing. Jack was prime specimen of what is supposed to get my juices flowing. I think that youtube is right. 
 With every story, my gf became more and more apprehensive. They mentioned god 11 times. She counted. Every other story was a burning red flag. “These people are fucking kray kray!”, she said to me without speaking. Sure, the story about the squirting sex slave and tarp over the matress seemed funny at fist. But they sorta lost my gf’s interest when the said they had to beat the shit out of her and take her to a mental hospital. Because they cared. Fucking A. The story of the justified homicide did not help. 
 I knew there was no way this was going past the initial meeting between us. It was a shame. I was not sure if anything this person said was true. Pathological lying is hallmark of people with narcissistic traits. But Jack was broken in way that seemed very familiar to me. It could very well be that every story he told was crafted based on his perception of what he thought I might find interesting. It could also be that most if not all of what he said is a close approximation of reality. Chaos fills the lives of the people with traumas. Jack lived in another world at any rate.  
 We finally parted ways after two hours of Jack’s fantastic stories. Neither my girlfriend or I thought it wise to persue them but I harbor deep regrets. Jack being either human typhoon with bpd or a psychotic narcissist, makes no difference to me. The damage is the same. The sex is probably the best I will never know. I don’t even know why it would be so great. But I think it would. People say that it is. Who am I to gainsay them?
 I wanted to win a billion a dollars but instead I found a person that beyond any treasure that could compare. A person so beautifuly tortured that only I could see the true worth of. A person that would not bore me. A person that would probably murder me. A person whose emotional dis-regulation riviled my own I think. Probably eclipsing it. I am sure every day with Jack would be a whirlwind of passion and near death experiences. 
 I confess this Jack, should you ever read this and recognize me, I would have rocked your world like no fucking other. I would have made you cum with every hole I have. I would have fucked every hole of yours. I would have played every crazy mind game you set up for me. I would have made every pore of yours drip sweet and I would have drained your fucking balls. I would have fucked your body, destroyed your mind and raped your sole. You would have fragmented into a dozen or more pieces inside your mind and I would have fucked every one of them. You could have beaten me until my body was bruised and my will was broken. I could have broken you. It would have been fun. I would have saved you from god. You could have joined me with the devil. We could have found refuge in each other’s holes.
 Fuckit, I still have your number…
 

My confession is that for the past 2 years, almost every single day, I have masturbated to the same fantasy involving my girlfriend.

Without her knowledge, I want to share every nude photo and sex video we have ever made together with her dad. I want to watch him masturbate to videos of her. I want him to tell me what type of sex act he wants to see her do next so I can plan to record it with her.

I will give him her dirty panties & vibrator so he can smell and taste her cunt. I want him to cum all over the vibrator so when she uses it next his dried sperm ends up in her body.

On nights when she and I do a blindfold/restraint game, her dad will make up a story to his wife-her mom- about going out to spend the evening with his friends, but in reality he will be silently masturbating from the doorway of our bedroom while I have sex with his beautiful daughter. I want him to hear her moans and watch me fuck her from every angle. When he has had enough ill wave him in close enough to smell her cunt while he silently shoot his load all over the floor next to the bed.

When he's done I'll fuck her for a few more minutes while he leave before cumming inside her.

I want her dad to know every detail of her body. Every time we all get together as a family I'll watch her interact with her mom and dad and get off knowing that while she tells dad about her new job, he's preoccupied with thoughts of her body getting fucked in every hole. I want his daughter to become his real life porn star. I want him to know his daughters cunt better than his wife of nearly 30 years and i want him watching her as she moans, fucks, sucks, orgasms, and leaks cum. The more sexually graphic, the hotter it is to me.

I get off to this fantasy daily...it has been a really long time. I have never shared these fantasies with anyone for obvious reasons, but nothing gets me hornier.

I will share two small photos of her body below, but the pictures won't show very much and I won't post any more afterwards. I would post more if I could, but I can't risk confidentiality. I know this is a morally fucked up fantasy but her dad is the only person I fantasize about taking advantage of her. It is only with him that I get off to fantasizing about treating her like a whore and exposing her to him while she in such a vulnerable position.

I am posting a picture of her vagina, boobs, and a photo of her in panties. Sorry for all of the blurring. i can't figure out how to embed images and it looks like I can only attach one file at a time, so I'll try to attach the other two after posting.

FYI She is white, 5'6, about 130 lbs, 25 years old, brown hair.

I watched my friends have sex at our hotel while they thought I was sleeping.

We don't live very close to each other so every so often we pick a hotel, split the bill and chill for like 2 days. My two friends are dating so I guess you could consider me a 3rd wheel here haha, but in reality it was very fun though! Anyway night came and I was laying in my bed with my phone kinda under the cover, it likely did look like I was sleep, i was quiet and not moving much but i had a almost direct view of my friends laying across the bed from me.

I must've fooled them too because i started to notice the sheets moving down there by my friends privates, and after a bit it dawned on me that her bf was fingering/rubbing her. My heart started racing and i felt super awkward for a moment until i heard my friend moan and it turned me tf on. i laid there watching them move quietly as to not "wake" me, i heard them kissing, more moans and curses and i feel guilty for getting as wet as I did but holy shit this was the first time something like this has ever happened to me. I could tell she was jerking him off too and from the looks of it the dude was hung like a horse, i was just enamored by it all

It was kinda funny watching him get on top of her and try to be quiet on my behalf, i could tell when he lined up and when he sunk into her based on the motions. i assumed he got balls deep because they started rocking, slow at first before speeding up a bit. I could hear the skin slapping, the muffled moans and everything. I was a silent witness to it, and as every second passed i felt my underwear get more and more wet.

for a moment the bf got ballsy and started going faster and harder, i heard my friend kinda gasp in surprise before he stopped, pushed deep and went still with a groan. My heart was still beating out of my chest when I heard my friend say they should go get cleaned up in the bathroom, and as she got up I could see the glimmer of stickiness on her thighs before she walked up.

from there, idk what happened but I think she gave him a clean-up bj, just from the amount of time they were in the bathroom. Its really hot to think about her sucking him off, and trying to not make a sound.

its a day later now and i feel guilty that it turned me on so badly. They are a monogamous pair (i think) and honestly some of the funniest/nicest people I have ever known, yet at the same time i wish I could watch them do it again. Watching them in secret as they fuck.

I've watched porn for years, but now I want to irl watch people have sex in front of me. maybe stroke a guy, or finger a girl too, if they want me to join in. But the act of seeing something so personal and intimate has struck a nerve in me that I dont think is gonna stop ringing anytime soon

The reality beats porn every time.

Ever watch porn while in a k-hole or high on other dissociatives? I swear sometimes that feels more real than actually physically fucking a girl. Its like the videos become a universe for you and the camgirl and even thoough its prerecorded, you're prerecorded too sorta. Like damn, in one reality youre fapping to an old video of a stranger but in another, your souls have bonded and your orgasms created whole universes. How weird would it be to then some day cross paths with someone you created a universe with, but here you're just passing leaves in the wind?

Today I posted a Craigslist add I've posted maybe a dozen times before with no luck -- but re-posting takes minimal effort and it couldn't hurt to try. Sure enough, this time it was well worth it.

The jist of the ad is "I'd like a massage, maybe you would too? Let's have a fun, intimate experience and trade massages." Of course, with a nod towards it being something more - but not explicitly so.

So I got a bite, from a fit, 29 year old Asian girl. (I'm a 29 year old fit/thin white guy.) Her body is maybe a 7, no tits, but slim and a good ass, and her face is maybe a high 8. I'm probably in the 7 range myself, depending on the day, so I was game. That said, I know from experience on CL that most responses are catfish and guys just dicking you around, so I even though we picked a time for her to come over, I wasn't 100% convinced that she'd show up, or that she would be a she, until the knock came at my apartment door.

I'd laid out a towel on the bed and warmed some massage oil. She was shy and a bit awkward, so I tried to project a relaxed and non threatening attitude as I gestured toward the bed and said "whenever you're ready."

She started to take off her dress, revealing a pink lacy thong, "Should I take off all of it?" she asked.

"Whatever you're comfortable with."

Well, she must have been comfortable. She turned so her back was to me as she slide down her thong, unclasped her bra, and lay face down on my bed.

The way her hips were angled, her tight ass was begging to be mounted, and I could see a hint of her bare slit. I started by dripping some warm oil onto her shoulders and spine, and rubbed it thoroughly into her back. I slowly worked her upper back, then her lower, the shoulders, and her sides, sliding my fingers around her waist as I ran my grip over her hips...stopping just at the top of her ass. I was playing it slow, and she was clearly enjoying it, letting out satisfied moans and re-positioning to spread her legs slightly. At some point I lost my shirt "so i won't get oil on it."

I oiled her legs, and worked my way from the calves up to her thighs, periodically flipping back to her back or shoulders for a spell as my hands kneaded their way closer to her slit. As I reached her inner thigh, she slid her legs apart to reveal an already-dripping pussy. I teased at its edges as I slide off my jeans. I got up on the bed, my knees outside of her legs, and began to work her ass cheeks in slow, deep rubs, every so often sliding up her back and spending some time there -- as I leaned forward to put pressure on her shoulders, she shifted her ass back into my erect cock, straining at my boxer briefs, and slowly rubbed herself against me.

I dismounted and, slowly, finally, slide one hand over her slit as she moaned hard. I worked her lips gently, rubbing lazy circles in the area of her clit, for several minutes.

"Want to turn over for me?" I asked. She was on her back in seconds, with her hips spread wide, and my hand back over her pussy, sliding 1, then 2 fingers inside as the other hand teased her nipples. After a while, I grabbed her hand and moved it to my bulge. She felt the length of it, once, twice, then reached inside my boxers and pulled it out. I grabbed the oil and lubricated my cock as she worked the length of it in her hands, cupping my balls as my other had continued to play with her pussy.

I gradually moved my cock closer to her lips, and she gingerly started to work the tip with her tongue. My hands continued to oil and work her hips and her tits as she picked up speed, eagerly taking my cock down her throat.

I knew if I let her keep at it, it would be over too soon, so I kicked my boxers the rest of the way off and got up on top of her. I continued to work her chest with my oiled hands as I rubbed the bottom of my shaft against her slit. She wrapped her legs around me and grinded back on me, our hips working together as the full length of her oily body pressed on mine, and my cock teased her pussy lips.

Finally, she reached down and grabbed my cock, working it slowly for a a minute, then pulling it inside her. I thrust deep, as her warm, tight pussy gripped my cock and her body tensed around mine. I started pumping away, but after 10 seconds her eyes popped wide open "condom!" she said. Oh well.

I obliged, grabbing a handful of condoms from the drawer, dumping them on my nightstand, and sliding one on before assuming the same position. The momentum was briefly broken, but we got it back.

Now, I'm normally the kind of guy who lasts *too* long. It's not something I'm proud of, its a side effect of too much time with porn and masturbation. But after just a minute or two I came harder than I had in weeks. It felt too amazing for me to be disappointed by the brevity. That's what 40 minutes of foreplay will do to you.

I climbed off and pulled the condom off, as we caught our breath. After a minute, she noticed that I was about 3/4 hard again.

"Can you go again?" she asked.

"Well, I think it's your turn to massage me"

*to be continued if there is sufficient interest*

[Picture is from google, but a fair approximation of reality] [re-posted to fix typos]

I get so turned on and shoot the biggest loads of thick hot cum when watching porn with women who have their faces painted like a clown or Harley Quinn. Any woman out there like to paint there face and get face fucked so the makeup runs down your cheeks before getting their dirty wet fuckholes filled with cock and cum? Anyone care to chat about this make this a reality or maybe try something like this via Skype if not in person? I welcome any and all responses on this.

Trying to find the Rub-a-tug-tug video from reality kings!
Can't seem to find it on porn sites like redtube and pornhub.

Help a brother out?