My Confessions

[tatanka11]

What's your fantasy?

 

[Mercdog69]

What's your fantasy?

Wow that's a tough one. My husband watches me fucking others. I guess going out while he's gone. I'd be dressed in short dress hose heels and garter belt no panties. Go to the laundry mat by the local college and wait for a young black boy to come in and when he looks at me I spread my legs showing him my pussy. Then take him to my house and have him fuck me in my bedroom. I've never fucked anyone with out hubby knowing. I don't mean to cheat but I want to experience the excitement of a young student pounding my pussy without him knowing

 

[Deleted member 1445247]

Never mind now the guy just left. After he shot his cum on the floor at my feet. He told me thanks as he left. But my pussy is wet. Lol my boy called and said he's on his way. I'm so freaking nervous.

Damn. You okay? Also hope the guy shows up for ya

 

[Mercdog69]

Yes thanks. He showed up and a friend came with him. I thought about backing out. But thought what the hell. So we're at my house now and there getting ready to fuck me. So I'll let you know how it goes. Hadn't planned on two but lucky me. I just hope we're done before husband gets home or I'm in trouble.

 

[Deleted member 1445247]

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Yes thanks. He showed up and a friend came with him. I thought about backing out. But thought what the hell. So we're at my house now and there getting ready to fuck me. So I'll let you know how it goes. Hadn't planned on two but lucky me. I just hope we're done before husband gets home or I'm in trouble.

Have fun! Hope you enjoy the spit roast!

 

[Mercdog69]

I'm going to have the best time of my life. I'll get back to you later and let you know how it goes. I'm having trouble texting now. There ready to fuck me. Lol There both naked waving there hard big black dick at me. Got my skirt pulled up and shoved me back on the couch. Oh fuck he's entering me I'll get back to you later can't take any more

 

[ALWAYSWATCHING]

In order to tailor a training program for me, I was required to provide the trainer with a complete personal and intimate report. All was relevant to him. Many of my initial challenges were written assignments. I look back now remembering how difficult it seemed at the time, but it all sounds quite practical and logical now.

Assignment: Write about your sluttiest fantasy. Give as much detail as you can so you can enjoy that memory and embrace that feeling.

It begins in a scenario where I find myself on one of my long country drives. It's late afternoon when my car engine suddenly cuts out, I manage to drift off the road, stopping on the side. My first instinct is to call someone, somewhere for help, but I can't get any mobile reception out here. I turn on my hazard lights and though I have no clue about mechanics I get out and open the bonnet. I look both ways on the road, hoping to see a car approaching, but its really getting dark before I finally see a set of headlights coming towards me. I wave my arms as they approach, and I'm relieved when the car slows down and parks behind me.

Two men get out and ask me in a friendly tone if they can be of any help. I smile at them gratefully and explain that I don't know, my car just stopped running. One of them takes a torch and begins tampering with the car's engine, the other man comes over and stands next to me. I'm shocked and gasp softly when I feel his hand start rubbing my arse. I look at him, he shakes his head and with his free hand puts a finger to his lips and whispers, shhhhh. His firm hand explores the shape of my arse, occasionally his finger flicks against me. I'm dizzy with a sudden rush of arousal, I know I should stop him but I feel frozen to the spot.

His fingers begin to gather the fabric of my summer dress, pulling it higher, until the back of my legs are exposed to the cool air. He hooks a finger into my underwear and begins to edge it downwards. My heart is beating so fast, but I'm still not moving, not stopping him. He coaxes my underwear down below my thighs then calls out to his friend. I'm mortified when his friend sees what I've let happen, but I remain silent. Before I can think of anything to say or do I have both mens hands on me. Under my dress, helping me step out of my underwear, unbuttoning the front of my dress, pushing up my bra, baring my tits to them.

Shame courses through me, but I'm still doing nothing to stop them molesting me. With growing awareness of every touch, I realise I'm not stopping them because I like how it feels, my body's responding to them, reacting to this sexual assault.


That's the first half. Please let me know if you'd like me to continue and post the conclusion.

Yes,please carry on….great read

 

[Mercdog69]

In order to tailor a training program for me, I was required to provide the trainer with a complete personal and intimate report. All was relevant to him. Many of my initial challenges were written assignments. I look back now remembering how difficult it seemed at the time, but it all sounds quite practical and logical now.

Assignment: Write about your sluttiest fantasy. Give as much detail as you can so you can enjoy that memory and embrace that feeling.

It begins in a scenario where I find myself on one of my long country drives. It's late afternoon when my car engine suddenly cuts out, I manage to drift off the road, stopping on the side. My first instinct is to call someone, somewhere for help, but I can't get any mobile reception out here. I turn on my hazard lights and though I have no clue about mechanics I get out and open the bonnet. I look both ways on the road, hoping to see a car approaching, but its really getting dark before I finally see a set of headlights coming towards me. I wave my arms as they approach, and I'm relieved when the car slows down and parks behind me.

Two men get out and ask me in a friendly tone if they can be of any help. I smile at them gratefully and explain that I don't know, my car just stopped running. One of them takes a torch and begins tampering with the car's engine, the other man comes over and stands next to me. I'm shocked and gasp softly when I feel his hand start rubbing my arse. I look at him, he shakes his head and with his free hand puts a finger to his lips and whispers, shhhhh. His firm hand explores the shape of my arse, occasionally his finger flicks against me. I'm dizzy with a sudden rush of arousal, I know I should stop him but I feel frozen to the spot.

His fingers begin to gather the fabric of my summer dress, pulling it higher, until the back of my legs are exposed to the cool air. He hooks a finger into my underwear and begins to edge it downwards. My heart is beating so fast, but I'm still not moving, not stopping him. He coaxes my underwear down below my thighs then calls out to his friend. I'm mortified when his friend sees what I've let happen, but I remain silent. Before I can think of anything to say or do I have both mens hands on me. Under my dress, helping me step out of my underwear, unbuttoning the front of my dress, pushing up my bra, baring my tits to them.

Shame courses through me, but I'm still doing nothing to stop them molesting me. With growing awareness of every touch, I realise I'm not stopping them because I like how it feels, my body's responding to them, reacting to this sexual assault.


That's the first half. Please let me know if you'd like me to continue and post the conclusion.

Hey I'm Cindy Mercdog69 wife. I've experienced something similar. I love your story

 

[Mercdog69]

Hey I'm Cindy Mercdog69 wife. I've experienced something similar. I love your story

I was at a laundry mat near our local college. Where the college boys come to do laundry. I was looking for it. I was dressed in a sun dress no panties or bra. A couple of young black guy came in. When they seen me they stared but turned to do laundry. When they turned back towards me I had my feet in the chair which exposed my pussy. They really stared hard. I smiled at them. We were the only one in there at the time. I told them to come sit beside me. I'm pretty hot for a 52 year old woman. As we started to talk I began to caress there legs. I reached down and pulled my dress up exposing my pussy to them. I began to rub their dick through their sweat pants. They both began to finger fuck me. I was moaning as one of them got between my legs and began to eat pussy. They had their dicks out and I could see they were hung. I said let's go to my car for privacy. We got in the back and I was on my knees my dress over my ass as one was fucking me as I sucked the other one. They switched and finished Cumming in me.

 

[Mercdog69]

I really loved being a slutty bitch. For a 52 year old woman to seduce young black college boys. I know people in the laundry could see us in my car which made it hotter.

 

[Mercdog69]

It’s late afternoon, your husband’s out, and your pussy is dripping, throbbing from need. You slide into that short dress—red, tight, brushing your thighs like a tease. The garter belt locks in, hose sleek against your legs, heels black and fierce, and no panties—your pussy bare, tingling with intent. This isn’t betrayal—your husband knows you roam, and you’ll tell him later, let him relish it.

You head out, purse in hand, a sly spark in your eye, straight to the laundromat by the college. Inside, the machines churn, air thick with soap and heat. You perch on a chair, legs crossed, the dress inching up to hint at the garter.

Then he walks in—a young black student, all lean strength and quiet fire, dropping his bag by a washer. His gaze snags yours, trailing your legs, and you feel the pull. You uncross slow, spreading wide, the dress lifting to bare your pussy, slick and ready under the stark lights. He hesitates, then moves, sitting close, his thigh a warm press against yours.

“Hey,” he says, voice a low growl, and you tilt in, letting him catch your scent. Your hand finds his leg, solid under denim, and you cup his cock and balls. His hand mirrors yours, slipping under your dress, fingers brushing the hose to your wet slit. He’s brazen—two fingers sink in, deep and steady, and you bite back a gasp, the dryers’ drone your shield. It’s a spark—you grip his arm, voice a murmur, “My place.” He smirks, eyes alight, and follows you out, the thrill a live wire in your veins.

At home, you lead him upstairs, straight to the bedroom—your husband’s side, his pillow, his domain. You hike the dress up, garter straps biting, and push him onto the bed, right where your husband sleeps. His shirt’s off fast, baring tight, warm skin, and you unzip him, his cock springing free—thick, hard, throbbing in your grip.

You straddle him, heels digging into the mattress, and sink down, his length splitting you open, a sharp moan tearing out as he fills you completely. He grabs your hips, thrusting up, and you ride him hard, hose tearing at the seams, the bedframe rattling under your hunger.

He’s fierce—flipping you onto your back, your head on your husband’s pillow, he spreads your legs wide, driving in deeper, his cock pounding your pussy until the sheets twist beneath you. Your juices soak the bed, your cries bounce off the walls, and you cum, clenching him tight, trembling as the wet spot spreads.

He’s close—groaning, he pulls out, stroking fast, and spills hot across your thighs and belly, thick streaks of cum painting your skin. He grabs his underwear from the floor—black briefs, still warm—and wipes you both down, mopping your slickness and his release, then tosses them onto the pillow, a crumpled, sticky token on your husband’s side.

You lie there, dress rucked up, garter askew, his cum drying on your thighs as he pulls his jeans back on and slips out. The underwear stays—smeared with your mingled mess, a bold mark for your husband to find before you tell him tonight, voice calm, “I fucked a student today, right here, for us.” He’ll see you, and it over your face, touch it, and you’ll watch his pulse quicken, knowing you claimed this for both of you. That damp, used fabric’s yours to savor, and you lay I it over your face, waiting for your husband, a raw echo of the young stranger who fucked you senseless on your shared bed.

Hey just wanted to update you I had to take them back so they could meet curfew and husband would be home soon. I had his friend drive while I got in the back with the boy I met first. All I had on was a sun dress. Nothing else. On the way to town he raised my dress and shoved me hard on my back raised my legs and drove his dick deep in me he began to pound me hard as his friend adjusted the mirror to watch. When we pulled into the college in back where the dorms were he wouldn't quit fucking me. I said we need to stop before someone sees us. He just laughed and said I'm not done yet. What could I do he had my legs against my chest and was pounding me hard. His friend was watching now and I seen him wave at someone. I begged him to quit so we wouldn't get seen. He laughed again and said this is what you wanted old woman. I opened my eyes to see more guys around looking in. I begged please stop your embarrassing me. About that time I heard the door open and felt hands on my tits. He said fuck her brother fuck that white pussy. I was beginning to feel humiliated. He began to suck my tits as I just played there with closed eyes hoping to get it over. I opened my eyes and his dick was in my face I couldn't believe the size. He said suck it and put it to my lips. Forcing my mouth open and shoved it in my mouth. I began to suck him as I was getting my pussy pounded. I felt him coming in my pussy. He spun me around and I was hanging half out of the car as he lifted my legs and begin to fuck me hard while his friends looked on cheering. He was pounding all his big dick deep in me and I felt him throat and felt him filling me up. He stepped back and said how was that white girl. I didn't know what to think it felt good but I hadn't planned on this. I started to pull my dress down when another boy came up dick in hand and began to fuck me. By the time I was done 2 more had fuck me. I finally got to leave and on my way home I could feel my pussy leaking all their cum. I made it home in time to change the sheets and shower before hubby got home. He asked me how my day was I just said okay. Knowing if he seen my pussy he'd see it swollen and gaping open.

 

[Mercdog69]

Very hot indeed. And the Laundromat smelled like your pussy after you left for the car.

Yes because the chairs were wet with cum

 

[Mercdog69]

Hey just wanted to update you I had to take them back so they could meet curfew and husband would be home soon. I had his friend drive while I got in the back with the boy I met first. All I had on was a sun dress. Nothing else. On the way to town he raised my dress and shoved me hard on my back raised my legs and drove his dick deep in me he began to pound me hard as his friend adjusted the mirror to watch. When we pulled into the college in back where the dorms were he wouldn't quit fucking me. I said we need to stop before someone sees us. He just laughed and said I'm not done yet. What could I do he had my legs against my chest and was pounding me hard. His friend was watching now and I seen him wave at someone. I begged him to quit so we wouldn't get seen. He laughed again and said this is what you wanted old woman. I opened my eyes to see more guys around looking in. I begged please stop your embarrassing me. About that time I heard the door open and felt hands on my tits. He said fuck her brother fuck that white pussy. I was beginning to feel humiliated. He began to suck my tits as I just played there with closed eyes hoping to get it over. I opened my eyes and his dick was in my face I couldn't believe the size. He said suck it and put it to my lips. Forcing my mouth open and shoved it in my mouth. I began to suck him as I was getting my pussy pounded. I felt him coming in my pussy. He spun me around and I was hanging half out of the car as he lifted my legs and begin to fuck me hard while his friends looked on cheering. He was pounding all his big dick deep in me and I felt him throat and felt him filling me up. He stepped back and said how was that white girl. I didn't know what to think it felt good but I hadn't planned on this. I started to pull my dress down when another boy came up dick in hand and began to fuck me. By the time I was done 2 more had fuck me. I finally got to leave and on my way home I could feel my pussy leaking all their cum. I made it home in time to change the sheets and shower before hubby got home. He asked me how my day was I just said okay. Knowing if he seen my pussy he'd see it swollen and gaping open.

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That shift from control to chaos—him pinning your legs to your chest, his friend waving others over, hands on your tits, a dick forced into your mouth while they cheered—it’s a hell of a leap from the laundromat tease.

You went from calling the shots to being their playground, cum filling you over and over, leaking out as boy after boy took their turn.

Five of them by the end, leaving you half out of the car, dress useless, pussy swollen and dripping all the way home?

Tell us—how did it feel to be humiliated like that, used so thoroughly by those young strangers, your pleas ignored as they turned you into their prize?

Did that sting of embarrassment mix with the heat of it, their hands and cocks claiming you while you lay there, eyes shut, tits sucked, pussy pounded raw?

How was it, feeling them cum inside you, one after another, their thick loads stretching you open, knowing you couldn’t stop it?

And that drive home—pussy leaking their cum down your thighs, soaking the seat—did you scoop any out, smear it across your face, or suck your fingers clean, tasting their mess?

Did you catch the scent in the car, that heavy reek of sex clinging to the air, a reminder of how they owned you back there?

Then when you got home, changing those sheets, showering before your husband walked in, washing out your swollen, gaping pussy full of their jizz... you've got quite a story to tell him. Wait until he's about to cum before you do he'll lose his shit and explode everywhere all over you.

That shift from control to chaos—him pinning your legs to your chest, his friend waving others over, hands on your tits, a dick forced into your mouth while they cheered—it’s a hell of a leap from the laundromat tease.

You went from calling the shots to being their playground, cum filling you over and over, leaking out as boy after boy took their turn.

Five of them by the end, leaving you half out of the car, dress useless, pussy swollen and dripping all the way home?

Tell us—how did it feel to be humiliated like that, used so thoroughly by those young strangers, your pleas ignored as they turned you into their prize?

Did that sting of embarrassment mix with the heat of it, their hands and cocks claiming you while you lay there, eyes shut, tits sucked, pussy pounded raw?

How was it, feeling them cum inside you, one after another, their thick loads stretching you open, knowing you couldn’t stop it?

And that drive home—pussy leaking their cum down your thighs, soaking the seat—did you scoop any out, smear it across your face, or suck your fingers clean, tasting their mess?

Did you catch the scent in the car, that heavy reek of sex clinging to the air, a reminder of how they owned you back there?

Then when you got home, changing those sheets, showering before your husband walked in, washing out your swollen, gaping pussy full of their jizz... you've got quite a story to tell him. Wait until he's about to cum before you do he'll lose his shit and explode everywhere all over you.

Yes I was embarrassed and felt violated. I hadn't planned on this working this way. Was just going to get a Last fuck on the way there. I wanted to scream rape but thought who was going to believe me. I took the guys to my house and they would tell that story. But the other guys raped me and was laughing as they took turns raping me. But on the other side I was enjoying it so much I didn't want to stop. I wanted more. Isn't that weird. I can't tell my husband about this he wouldn't understand. I sitting around in another sun dress. No panties or bra. My pussy is sore and swollen and my nipples are sore and swollen also. Looks like they're turning a little bruised I can't let him see me like this. He already asked how my day was and I said fine. He said I looked flushed my face was a little red. He rubbed my legs I shivered inside hoping he wouldn't reach up farther to my pussy. If he did I would be caught as I'm so swollen and gaped open it would be obvious I had been fucked. I'm going to hate going to bed later.

 

[Mercdog69]

Hey just wanted to update you I had to take them back so they could meet curfew and husband would be home soon. I had his friend drive while I got in the back with the boy I met first. All I had on was a sun dress. Nothing else. On the way to town he raised my dress and shoved me hard on my back raised my legs and drove his dick deep in me he began to pound me hard as his friend adjusted the mirror to watch. When we pulled into the college in back where the dorms were he wouldn't quit fucking me. I said we need to stop before someone sees us. He just laughed and said I'm not done yet. What could I do he had my legs against my chest and was pounding me hard. His friend was watching now and I seen him wave at someone. I begged him to quit so we wouldn't get seen. He laughed again and said this is what you wanted old woman. I opened my eyes to see more guys around looking in. I begged please stop your embarrassing me. About that time I heard the door open and felt hands on my tits. He said fuck her brother fuck that white pussy. I was beginning to feel humiliated. He began to suck my tits as I just played there with closed eyes hoping to get it over. I opened my eyes and his dick was in my face I couldn't believe the size. He said suck it and put it to my lips. Forcing my mouth open and shoved it in my mouth. I began to suck him as I was getting my pussy pounded. I felt him coming in my pussy. He spun me around and I was hanging half out of the car as he lifted my legs and begin to fuck me hard while his friends looked on cheering. He was pounding all his big dick deep in me and I felt him throat and felt him filling me up. He stepped back and said how was that white girl. I didn't know what to think it felt good but I hadn't planned on this. I started to pull my dress down when another boy came up dick in hand and began to fuck me. By the time I was done 2 more had fuck me. I finally got to leave and on my way home I could feel my pussy leaking all their cum. I made it home in time to change the sheets and shower before hubby got home. He asked me how my day was I just said okay. Knowing if he seen my pussy he'd see it swollen and gaping open.

Have you read what I wrote about my experience.

 

[Mercdog69]

Hey help me out. He's calling for me to come to bed I keep saying In a little while. I'm afraid to go because if he feels my pussy he'll know it's been fucked as it's still swollen and gaping open alot. My nipples are swollen and sore and a little discoloration. I don't want him to know I was fucked little alone how I was raped. He wouldn't understand.

 

[Justmorelust]

Assignment: Your next assignment is going to be simple. Test your boundaries with a blowjob. Find a guy to suck off and offer your mouth to him. How, when and where are completely at your discretion. Tease him. Flirt with him. Be a slut and do what you must. But to succeed in this task you need to empty his balls.
See how this makes you feel. Are you scared? Nervous? Ashamed? Or does having some guys cock in your mouth fill you with power? Desire? Knowing of who you truly are?

"Simple", he says? Well, this is it. This is the one. This assignment, and if I succeed, will define me, it will confirm that I want this and what I am becoming. I knew something like this was inevitable.

Yes, I was scared and nervous. I was also excited. The thought that to successfully complete this assignment I would have to take a strange man's cock in my mouth, and do it willingly was where the shame kicked in. Despite or because of these mixed reactions, I set my mind to the task.

At first, I didn't really know if, or even how I was going to do this. But something I learned that day, opportunities are all around if you're looking. I was at college that morning, and I was constantly on the lookout, and though I probably could've offered myself to several different men, I kind of lost my nerve.

I was home early afternoon. And I was thinking hard, what should I do? I decided to go for a walk, I love going for walks, I can walk for hours somedays, sometimes I listen to music, or podcasts or audiobooks, sometimes I like silence and my own thoughts. That day though, my thoughts were a little louder than usual, remembering what was written in the instructions, they demanded my attention and were making me wet. In the end though, I didn't "find" a man, he found me.

I was in a quiet backstreet and was walking past a van when I heard a voice, I looked over, there was a man, a plumber I noticed, sitting in his van, his window down. I genuinely wasn't sure what he'd said or if he was talking to me, so I think I just said "I'm sorry?". He said "Nice day for it", and I knew then, this was my opportunity. I gathered my nerves, god, my voice was trembling when I walked to him and said "Can I get in?". He hesitated, "Sure", he said. I went around to the passenger side and climbed in next to him. He started to make small talk, I responded, my eyes sweeping over him, staring at his groin long enough that he'd notice. I had a long chain around my neck that I kept playing with, drawing his eyes to my tits, he asked about the pendant on the chain so I cupped my tits and leaned over to him, as he was looking I just said "Please let me suck your cock". He looked confused, surprised, but then he looked around, decided people on the street might see us, I guess, and said "Come in the back". I noticed he was wearing a wedding ring, and it kind of made me feel safe. I figured he was risking more than I was.

He sat on the floor of the van, leaning his back against the side and quickly undid his overalls and pulled his cock free from his underwear. He began stroking it and I watched him, his cock growing harder. I knelt down next to him, and he held his cock upright and offered it to me, he said "Go ahead, slut". The word jolted me, i wondered for a moment how he knew, but of course my behaviour was fully on display. I would do this, not just because it was my assignment, I had to do it for me. As I leant over him I felt as though I drifted into a zone.

I took his cock and began to suck him, I used my hand, my fingers to wrap around his shaft, letting my saliva spill from my lips and run down his cock to make him completely wet. I was sliding him in and out, moaning, I heard him urging me, calling me slut, he begun to thrust his hips upwards almost gagging me, then his hand was on the back of my head, keeping me in place . . . where I belong . . . with a cock in me.

I don't know how long I was there being used, it felt like it was happening in slow motion to me, then I felt him lunge his cock deeper I heard him groan and his cum began spurting into my mouth, and I took it all, swallowed him until, as my instructions had stated, his balls were empty. Emptied into me. I slowly slid my mouth off him, letting my tongue lick the length of him. I thanked him and told him I had to go. I quickly hopped out of the van and walked, half ran home.

Amazing story, sounds like an amazing experience, so you think it made you more or less into this lifestyle?

 

[Mercdog69]

Amazing story, sounds like an amazing experience, so you think it made you more or less into this lifestyle?

Wow that's awesome. I'm Cindy Mercdog69 wife. I wish I had an assignment to play out

 

[Mercdog69]

Hey I'm Cindy Mercdog69 wife. I love the story. I would love an assignment to live out

 

[Mercdog69]

You doing alright Cindy after everything?

I sent you an email. Did you get it

 

[Deleted member 1456712]

Assignment: Make an audio recording of yourself masturbating and coming.

To say I was reluctant at first would be an understatement. This is "audio porn", I thought, this would be degrading and humiliating. My instructions had stated, "The purpose of this is designed to both test your commitment and to remind you of your status. Sending the recording will further condition your way of thinking and train your perceptions". I was not willing to do this, but despite that, deep down I knew I eventually would, nothing would be achieved by refusing. And then in a moment of clarity I realised, this is something a slut would do, so my compliance became inevitable. As part of the assignment I was also required to write about the experience,

"How did you feel during the recording?"
At first I felt ashamed, performing like this for the recording because I wanted to be a slut, this was the level of debasement I was willing to be reduced to, just to achieve my perverted needs. But of course, I soon forgot about the recording and became immersed in the sensations I was provoking with my vibrator.

"How did it feel listening back to yourself?"
I felt flustered and a little disconcerted hearing the sounds I make when I come. But there was a moment of revelation, when I heard my voice pitch deepen slightly, I knew that was the moment I began to climax. I didn't hate hearing myself and I became more accepting of the process, more open to further training.

"How did it feel sending the recording?"
It was like a declaration I was sending, affirming my wanton status by recording it in the first place, then having the brazeness to share it with others. It was an audible confirmation that I was a slut freely advertising what I would do to let men know that I was a slut. And I felt that this was my newly assigned function. I accept and remain focused on my destination.

I’ve been the confessions. Super nice naughty and sexy.!! Can I listen to this audio? sounds like a master class recording to here you masturbate.