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i love waking up
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Posted:Jun 9, 2015 5:22 am
Last Updated:Jun 13, 2015 7:51 am
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to new bruises or tenderness in areas where I've been used. I love waking up and feeling disgusted as the prior nights events fill my head...the words...the force....the quanity...all remind me of what a pathetic useless iam....i hear something from the bathroom and soon see an obese naked man coming towards me...his broken decaying teeth showing as he walks towards me and tells me to get ready to get my belly full....i feel his hand grab my hair as I start to open my cocksucker....i choke on it as I slowly begin to remember that my step father drove me home....i hear his voice as he fucks my face...reminding me how much my ass you to suck on his fat cock when my worthless mother was too drunk to take care of his needs....he pumps faster into my mouth as he retells the first time he left his seed deep in my cunt as my mother laid passed out....inches away....he shoots his load....as he tells me.....it was in that moment ...he knew there wasn't anything he couldn't do to me...i taste his salty nasty cum slide down my throat as he bends over and orders me to clean his ass so he can get going....my body shakes as my tongue touches his pasty,flabby skin....
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On days like this
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Posted:May 30, 2015 5:56 am
Last Updated:Jul 2, 2015 6:55 am
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I miss the mornings after he slipped into my room....I never let him know I was awake but there's no way my tiny wet pussy didn't give it away.Often i was already in bed when she left for work and knew before i laid down whether the night would have him creeping into my room or falling asleep on the couch. I always lifted my gown up way to far and I never wore panties so when he did let his urge control him...access would be easy. Usually throughout the day...regardless of a nighttime visit...my step grandfather was very discrete in his intentional repititive touching of me....no one ever saw...but a few of his friends....and I never resisted. whether he would tell me to let him see how big "my girls" were getting or bragging to his friends how I was built like a brick shit house. Often his friends would act disinterested as they stared at my new boobs and asked me questions about my day and told me how pretty I was becoming. I craved the attention and never stopped them when the caressing and sucking started.....first for just seconds then over time....they took turns....my grandpa would be in my ear telling me how beautiful I was as he watched his friends mouths sucking on me. It all progressed naturally and even knowing now its not acceptable....i never felt like a victim...My grandfather told me a women gets along alot better in the world when she submits her body and mind to a man or men as that is what we as women are meant to do. In my room he would suck on my tits and moan as his tongue and fingers explored my pussy. I know my cravings and my mindset were created by all his decisions and even today after swallowing a strangers load in his familys mini van...i see nothing wrong with providing myself for a man. In fact....I have no other option as I crave constantly
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pathetic need has no timeline
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Posted:Jun 11, 2014 1:35 pm
Last Updated:May 24, 2024 1:24 am
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I kept telling myself to go to sleep...even as my finger worked my clit I know I would reach out....I know by now my cravings have no mercy...I scour my contact list...and offer my holes to those I think may still be up...I slip my jeans on and quietly leave my house ...to the park up the street ....his car is already there...and his cock is already out....no words are said as I climbed in and let him push my head onto his cock....his moans calm me as his words of disgust ...fill my ears.....my mouth fills with his load as he orders me to drink it all like a good cunt....he tells me I'm a good girl...and I thank him as he zips his pants...I close the door as he pulls away...my feeling of being used ...guiding me as I walk back home
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Grateful
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Posted:May 31, 2014 3:50 am
Last Updated:Dec 29, 2014 9:27 pm
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Waking up to my head being pushed between his legs let's me know my job is not finished. As my mouth fills with cock I struggle to remember where I am at. The man is moaning and telling me to use my filthy mouth to clean his ass....I do as I'm told as I try to place his voice. My tongue slips into his ass and the salty taste of sweat is clear. .The man tells me to enjoy my breakfast as he pushes down onto my face. ...my pussy is throbbing as I hear a woman's voice asking the man to please send me home. I hear him laugh as he told her he paid five dollars for me last night and he was going to get his money's worth. I continued to tongue bathe his ass as he told her to sit next to him and watch how pathetic I am....lapping his ass juices up...he ordered me to his cock and I briefly saw his face but recalled nothing. She watched as I serviced his cock..my fat tits acting as her punching bags...she was not happy to share his bed and he encouraged her to hurt my fat milkbags...my pussy was dripping as his load filled my mouth...she punched my tits more as she watched his creamy load slide down my throat....he laid back...enjoying the scene as she began licking his cock clean...he ordered me to the floor....ass up and on all fours...as he spoke sweetly to his ....I rubbed my clit as he told her how he met me the night before as I was being used in a bar bathroom stall. .as he spoke... the memory of the night began to play in my head
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consent...
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Posted:May 30, 2014 9:20 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2014 8:27 pm
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I suppose I never gave it verbally....not in all the years...he had access to me. I try to recall how it even came about but time and intentional memory loss won't allow much detail. Two weeks into my marriage my husband lost his job and we were forced to move into his parents home...to get back on our feet. Mom was straight out of a 1950's sitcom and dad was a big barreled chest man who drank..smoked and stunk horribly...he was always taking pop shots at my husband and his wife....yet neither would stand up to him....the tension was always there.....but never spoken. One day my husband and I got into an argument and his father yelled out that if he didn't hit me he would....my husband said nothing as I erupted....All I remember when I came to was my husband was gone....my mother in law was asleep and my father in law was standing over me...asking if I needed more or was I going to shut my mouth.... I was crying and trying to get up when I tasted the blood in my mouth....he smirked at me..and told me to go cook dinner....I was shaking as I walked past him......he stood in the kitchen....watching me....and rubbing his cock....I couldn't figure out where my husband went...and I was starting to get uncomfortable. ...he laughed at my uneasiness as he pinned me against the sink and told me if I didn't want beat anymore I better change my fucking attitude. I said yes Sir.i saw my husband scurry past the kitchen...that night his father came to our room and fucked me as my husband pretended to sleep...I said no words as he told me I would be going off of birth control in the morning. His seed went down my leg as my husband rolled to his side
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Please....
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Posted:May 19, 2014 7:55 am
Last Updated:Jun 16, 2014 1:57 pm
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I want...need..a local man who will use...humiliate and own me while knowing there is life outside this kink. I want a man who not only likes to be rough when using me but truly believes my purpose is to serve and worship his cock...in public...in private...whenever he desires. I want his marks on my tits and ass and my throat always hungry for his fucking of it...I want to drain his cock like its my job...with no regard to my pleasure...I want to be owned...not just fucked
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