Angelina

2 men together? i want to be there to watch it ALL!!!!!! HOT HOT HOT!!!!

on my knees in the lower field giving him head and cleaning it all up....stand up and hand him a beer. ya that shocked him and it was GREAT!

Walking down a dirt road trees on both sides gently swaying in the wind the winter drizzle makes me pull my hood on tighter to cover my ears better. Not thinking that by doing this I cannot hear anything at all totally oblivious to my surroundings I walk into the woods at the end of the road watching where I step to avoid the inevitable mud puddle. The evergreens stand tall and proud a testimony to the endurance of nature and time closing in over me like the duskiness of evening even though it was the middle of the morning so I knew I had plenty of time for this walk I decided to take. Jumping over yet another mud puddle I begin to think that I should go back and get the dogs just in case after all there was a cougar not too long ago in these parts. With that thought I hit the other side of the puddle and splatter mud all over my jeans and hiking boots. Damn! I keep walking along the path knowing it well and thinking I would go and walk thru what we call Narnia around here because it looks like something out if the evil witches realm. As I turn to change my course I feel like someone is watching me I stop and put my hood down and look around me trying to see anything or anyone. I mean after all very few people know of these woods and those that do are mainly neighbors. Shrugging I think that it must be a coyote I know if there is not a large pack I don’t have much to worry about they are well fed in this area. I continue up thru a deer trail climbing over fallen logs and over little rivulets of water, large forest ferns releasing their water onto my legs and soaking me. After falling for the third time I get to the part of the forest that is dark as night in the city so not as dark as we have in the country. You can tell at one time this was a neglected Christmas tree farm the trees are spaced perfectly in rows and never thinned so that the canopy above it is alive while it looks like all the trees below are dead all of their needles carpeting the floor. Standing there looking I can pull my hood off no rain gets down here. I hear a soft footfall I turn to see who is coming I expect a horse which is not uncommon but what I see is a large bear of a man.He has on a baseball hat, a thick tan and blue flannel shirt and jeans with black hiking boots. My heart starts to pound I don’t know this man and he has no horse which here is unusual. Hello I say to him well I must hurry back my family is expecting me; and start to head back out as I got to him and start to brush past he grabs me throwing a hand over my mouth as I scream and slamming me into a tree knocking the wind out of me as his body intensifies the amount of force I hit the tree with. Feeling his body pressed against me a I struggle kicking at him and trying to bite his hand the more I struggle the harder he is pressing into me that is when this realization hits that I feel his cock against my lower back and I start to scream again in earnest. I can feel his hot breath on my neck and I shiver he whispers into my ear in a very deep voice if you don’t stop struggling I will hurt you. As I hear these words I feel a shiver run down my spine knowing somehow he means what he says I nod my head in agreement. He relaxes his hand on my mouth and starts kissing my neck I start to panic and shaking my head I start begging him to please let me go I have nothing on me that you want really I don’t! He laughs a slow deep chuckle “ and what do you think I want” I answer him “money” this makes him throw his head back and laugh in earnest as he presses his hard cock harder into my back grinding it into me as I sob and beg. Does this feel like I want money? Grabbing my pony tail he yanks back my head hard and pushes me to the ground I cry out from both the shock and pain, covered in mud and pine needles I look up at him and his big beefy hand connects with my cheek and knocks me down to the ground. Did I tell you that you could look at me?! I whimper no you didn’t, looking around I am trying to find something anything that I can hit him with realizing he picked the perfect spot to ambush me where no one ever goes and there are no dead limbs for me to use as a weapon even. Feeling a panic try to overcome me I start to inch my feet under me to make a run for it thinking I have to try. When these thoughts entered my head it seems as though he could read my mind,he grabbed me by the hair and started dragging me further into the dead trees of the forest. Holding onto my hair I start screaming hoping that by some miracle there will be a horse and rider out today after all they ride in all kinds of weather. Hellllpppppp SOMEONE! HELP ME!!! He flips me over onto my stomach moving much faster then I would have thought a man his size could do and sits on my face cutting off all air then real panic sets in and I start to thrash kicking and punching. Suddenly I am punched in the stomach and any air that was in my lungs is gone and he begins to unzip my jacket lifting off of me just enough to for me to suck in much needed air then sits back down on my face. He reminds me, I had told you I would hurt you if you weren’t quiet and you had agreed so I will be teaching you a lesson or I might kill you instead I haven’t decided he smirks. Feeling the cold air hitting my t shirt under my jacket my nipples harden. Feeling him rip it off of me I begin to pass out from lack of air. As he lifts off of me and slaps my face a few times..Oh no you don’t you don’t get away that easy! Moaning tears streaming down my face panting trying to fill my lungs with air I feel him unzip my pants and flip me over on my stomach as he starts pulling them slowly down watching each inch as it exposes more of my bottom seeing i dont wear any panties he says to me "so you don’t wear panties you are such a slut". Trying to catch my breath I lay panting feeling everything he is doing to me with complete sense of horror. I can hear his zipper and try to scoot away from him. He grabs my hips and lifts I can feel cold air touch my shaved pussy and tight little star I feel him spread my cheeks as I beg and plead for him to please let me go I wont tell anyone! I promise! Feeling the head of his thick cock pressing into my pussy I start to sob and cry PLEASE DON’T!!! He shoves the head in stretching me wide I cry out begging him to stop while my juices start to flow pressing in farther he laughs…you are a SLUT you love this!! Shaking my head in the pine needles feeling like I am being torn in two crying and hating my body for its reaction to this violation I feel a hard SLAP over and over on my bottom as I cry out with the pain of the punishment my bottom is getting and beg and plead harder. Yes SLUT beg me as he slams his thick hard cock into me pounding into me over and over as my body responds and thrusting back into him I start moan feeling so violated and full hearing me he slaps my ass over and over telling me what a slut I am. Then pushes me away from him to the floor of the forest. Laying there in shame I am crying and sobbing curling into a fetal position so humiliated. Grabbing me by the ankle he pulls me back to him covering me with pine needles and dirt, then he shoves my face into his cock and i refuse to open my mouth so he holds my nose so I must open my mouth to get any air and he shoves his cock deep into my throat as I gag around it. Holding my head so I can’t move he begins to pump his cock in and out of my mouth fucking my face as I gag and cry spittle dripping out of my mouth as you grunt and pump. Pushing me away from you again I lean over and throw up; disgusting slut! You yell at me landing a kick to my ribs. Pulling me back to you by my ankle flipping me onto my belly again and pulling up my hips upwards so that I am on my knees face in the dirt sobbing. I feel you spit on my little star then i realize what you are about to do and I start to fight you, knowing I have never had a cock in my ass I am a virgin. I beg and plead anew! PLEASE NO I CANT! NO ONE HAS EVER!!!PPPLLLLEEAAAASSSSSEEEEEE!!!! Laughing as you press the head of your cock to my little star I am crying and sobbing pushing into me your mushroom head opens me up wide and I scream as I feel like I am being ripped in two. You tell me that I am annoying you as you start to slap my ass hard as you push your cock into my virgin hole. Arching your back you push hard feeling me tight around you my body opening to you smiling you pull out to the head and slam back into me hearing my whimpers and sobs feeling his balls tighten he pounds into my virgin ass over and over showing no mercy feeling my canal start to tighten he can feel I am about to cum…I raise my body off the ground as I moan and beg for more. He starts to laugh, a deep satisfying laugh knowing he has made me a slut. Feeling my canal tighten almost painfully on his cock he arches back and pounds into me faster and harder until I can feel his thick cock get bigger and start to throb in me feeling his cum hit the walls of my canal and his cock throbbing in me as he yells out your pleasure. Laying on top of me I fall to the ground with his weight on me as we both pant and I feel you pulling out of me I cry out the pain is intense. Grabbing my hair he pulls my head back and whisper in my ear…I know where you live if you tell a soul you and your family will pay I will burn you out! Nodding I agree not to tell anyone, getting up he takes my jeans and wipe your cock clean and throwing them back at me you zip your jeans and walk away leaving me laying there in shame crying.

this came from a different site and i was shocked and no man i had talked to isnt what are your thoughts Some years ago, I was at a private play party being held in a large house that had a number of private rooms. A woman I knew somewhat approached me for a scene. She really liked being tied up with rope so that she couldn't get loose but had a hard time finding men whose skills were good enough to prevent that. She had heard about my special interest in rope bondage. We talked beforehand about what the scene would and wouldn't involve. (Me and my negotiation fetish, don'tcha know?) One of the things she wasn't interested in was that the play be sexual. Given that "sexual" is a somewhat vague term, I proceeded to ask her if several different acts would or would not be OK. All of them were not. OK. Candidly, I don't much like doing nonsexual scenes but I figured what the hey. I find her attractive, we seem to have a certain rapport, the scene will probably be "adequately" fun anyway, and who knows what the future might bring, right? So we do the scene, and it's actually not half bad. (For a non-sexual scene, anyway.) Oh, and no, she couldn't get loose. [grin] So the scene is finished and she's getting dressed when I hear her quietly say, almost more to herself than me, "You actually kept the agreement to not be sexual. That was interesting." Huh? I turn to look at her, my jaw hanging open. "What do you mean?" I ask her. "You're the first one who ever did that," she replies. HUH??? "Yeah," she continues, "All of the other men have just gone ahead and had sex with me anyway." I cannot believe what I'm hearing. "What do they say afterwards?" "Usually something like, Oh, it just happened." I just stare at her, stunned into speechlessness. Then it dawns on me that she was likely thinking that I would break the agreement as well. She went into the scene anticipating that that would happen. All throughout the scene a part of her brain was waiting for that to "just happen." She was expecting that I would break my word. A part of me starts to become really angry at her that she would think that of me, but I decide to not say anything. After all, I had kept my agreements. We finish up and rejoin the party I get to thinking about her prior experiences. That's not OK. It didn't "just happen." A blue car driving by on the street outside the house "just happened." A cloud drifting overhead "just happened." A man intentionally engaging in sexual behavior after he has explicitly promised to not do that is not something that "just happened." No, that assertion just plain doesn't fly. Over the next several months, we go on to have several more private play dates of a similar nature, although as she gets to know me better certain things that were previously not OK now become OK. I love happy endings. So a short while ago, at a small dinner with some local kinksters, I tell this story and one woman at the table replies, "What's your point?" When she sees that I'm kind of staring at her she continues, "That's more the norm than the exception." The other woman at the table looks at me and ruefully nods agreement. It gets me to thinking, when Greenery Press was considering publishing "The Kinky Girl's Guide to Dating" I was one of the pre-publication manuscript readers. After I had read the manuscript, I called the publisher and said, "Are you sure you want to publish this? It's basically one long catalog of horror stories about what jerks the local male doms are. An awful lot of these stories are about men lying to get sex, lying about their other relationships, and lying about other important things. If I was a local submissive woman I'd feel like running screaming in the opposite direction. No way I'd want to get involved with these guys." What particularly bothered me about the manuscript was that the author wasn't talking about newbie men. She was talking about established, well-known guys. Guys seen at places like local munches with some frequency. Guys (supposedly!) well educated about basic SM principles such as consent, respecting limits, and so forth. Guys who knew better than to pull crap like that. This bothered me, rather a lot, particularly the implications. So what I basically have here is at least three women, all of whom seem fairly rational and emotionally stable with no anti-male axe to grind, and all of whom are separately affirming that being lied to by men -- in particular, being lied to by local, known, supposedly educated men -- in order to get sex/play/etc. is a common experience for them. In particular, incidents involving men lying or breaking agreements in order to "get" sex and/or to avoid using condoms seem to be extremely common. (In "The Kinky Girl's Guide" manuscript the author recounts an incident in which she wakes up to find her dom fucking her. She's not too drowsy to discover that he's not wearing a condom, which is a direct violation of their safer sex agreements. He was apparently hoping that she'd be too sleepy to notice. When she angrily asks him why he did this, his only reply is a hangdog facial expression. Their relationship ends soon thereafter.) In my travels across the country, women in other locales have affirmed the basic truth of this. We men are notorious for outright lying (about really important things) to women in order to get play, to get sex, and/or to avoid using condoms. My God, is the situation really that bad?

i remember the story, you made me think. as for us...these days i demand sex! i call him at work and tell him he needs to get home and take care of me lol so daily unless i am working then i am lucky if its twice a week.

what type of "fruit" is your husband thinking of? does he want to play with other men, women with strap ons or just vanilla sex women? do you know? BTW i hope those links helped angel

mmmm i dont think i know how to attach my breasts to this thread oh well! they are too big anyhow!

All the women in my family have trouble on B/C i tried and i bled for over a month. good luck with that new B/C hope it helps you.

you have a beautiful body; your ex must have been an ass hole and so not deserving of you if he thought that. some peoples children! i'd love to have a body like that beautiful!

first i need to clairifiy this, i have only been with one and he is about 10+ years younger. my other boys range in age from 23 to 50 but these i am taking slow and easy i am not ready to rush yet. these are all straight men and i wouldnt have any of them if my husband was willing but he is not so there i am. ask away sweetie i dont mind at all.

of course i would never "play" outside of our marriage without his blesing. we have ground rules and as long as everyone involed sticks to them then there is no problem. he cant/wont give me this need so we have decided that i need to go outside..bought a sweet strap on shoop you can ask me anything i dont mind they are not all young some are older then me usually i call them my boi's . however they can be either switches or straight and love anal play as long as they stick to the rules i/we can play and do..

When i woke up it was like opening a flood gate my poor Husband is still adjusting to my new sex drive. i am trying to take things slow for him and not press him too much but these days when i need sex he needs to deliver LOL there are needs that i have that we have decided i need to go "outside" our marriage for; i am trying to be patient and not rush him so i have taken a boy/man as my plaything.

AAHHH

whatever you do DONT give them your SS # i had a company in NY send me a bill...i called and asked if they were stupid it had been raining for 3 months here and i would have LOVED to go to NY.. they wanted my SS# to clairify it i said NO...give me the one you have...be careful and besides you were a minor they cant go after you.