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henry_jones1936
4 hours ago
Straight Male, 54
0 miles · New Orleans

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I don’t know if yoga pants should be illegal, but sometimes I think the things I want to do to the girls and women I see wearing them probably would be…😏

I've been with 20 women, some of whom had multiple orgasms and one who would stay soaking wet for hours after we fucked to the point of having to wear a maxi pad to soak it up if we were going somewhere after sex, but I've never had anyone squirt.

I have never hitchhiked, but I have picked up several over the years, most recently about 9 months ago. She was cute and probably in her early 20s on a long lonely stretch of highway on a very chilly, gray fall morning. She was going out of my way but I agreed to take her where she wanted to go and thought very seriously of asking for a favor in return (hand job, blowjob, finger her pussy, or an all-out fuck in the backseat), but didn't, keeping the conversation light and delivering her safe and sound to her final destination. But I've often thought of how awesome it would have been if I had asked and she had agreed.

Does wiping up my mess from her belly or ass with a warm washcloth after l've unloaded all over her count? I'd say that's a lot more thoughtful than just rolling over and going to sleep, which usually comes next…

I can't speak to being on the receiving end, but I've known at least two women who loved anal sex, and others who warned me to steer clear of their assholes without me even bringing up any interest in it at all. But when I've slid my throbbing, fat cock into a willing asshole, it is so tight and the noises the girl makes as I'm slowly going balls deep are so intoxicating, it is some of the best sex I've ever had. Then to relentlessly pound her up in there and finally blowing my load deep inside without having to pull out as I may have to if I were fucking her pussy. I also enjoy watching my cum drain from her as her ravaged hole contracts and expands back and forth until it finally gets back to it's normal watertight size.

Although Die Hard is a classic, it is no more a Christmas movie because it takes place at Christmas, as Friday the 13th is a recruiting video for summer campers.

Here's some really lousy advice, the only kind I'm capable of giving when it comes to relationships, so don't even consider taking it.

Even if I was madly in love with someone when the relationship ended, I always recovered faster the sooner I got into another one. Maybe not the best advice, because you should probably learn to be ok by yourself and not rely on someone else for your happiness. But getting some good pussy as soon as possible always helped me to sweep the memory of the bitch who just dumped me under the rug for good. As for mutual friends, I stopped cultivating new friendships a long time ago and have lost touch with nearly all of my older ones so I won't have the problem of sharing friends with my ex should my wife and I split up. Just me and Mr. Miller Lite, whom she's not a friend of anyway so we won't even be bumping into one another in the beer aisle at the store.

I've had both girlfriends and friends with benefits, although I think I've had more FWB than GF. I was in love with the GFs, but only wanted to fuck the FWBs. I think that was the main difference. I had relationships with them all. We went out, we had dinner, we met with other friends, and we fucked. But the difference in my mind and I think theirs as well is that with the GFs, there was a mutual love between us as well as monogamy whereas with the FWBs, there wasn't love, just lust, and friendship as well as no commitment or expectation of faithfulness.

Once upon a time, I was a particularly good neighbor to a young, recently divorced mother of two young boys. Catching a glimpse of her the day she began moving in, I knew I had to have a shot at that big, round, perfectly hart-shaped ass, so I introduced myself as soon as I could to get in ahead of the other hard-legs in the neighborhood. Within a week, we were in bed together, and the non-committal, convenient, not to mention super-hot sex lasted for several years.

I haven't found anyone I know or used to know on Lush, but I did find a former high school classmate on Facebook 20 years after I last saw her. I had a huge crush on her in school, but was always too timid to do anything about it. We were friends, and I just left it at that but wanted a lot more. We lost touch eventually and then one day 20 yeas later, I found her on FB. We reconnected and ended up having amazing sex several times. At least I thought it was amazing. Since I was the one with the feelings and was finally fucking this woman, it was a surreal experience for me and was akin to fucking a celebrity.

You know you're getting old when...let me count the ways! But in keeping with the theme of this site, I knew I was officially old when I lost the ability to shoot a cum load 2 feet like I once did not that long ago, sometimes more than once in a night. Now it's sadly more like a 2 inch dribble.

I've never met a sex position I didn't like, but typically keep it very basic with missionary, cowgirl, seated, and doggy style. However, I did date two women back to back who were polar opposites on what they liked in bed and each had their least favorite positions with one having a favorite as well. One disliked cowgirl only because it hurt her knees. The other's favorite was cowgirl, and she could cum multiple times in that position. She also hated doggy style because she felt it was unromantic and disrespectful.

I am a bonafide ass-man but no doubt the sight of a nice rack does it for me as well every single time.

I had been single for a very long time before getting married and had always been faithful in relationships so I thought I would make a perfect husband once I got hitched. But what happened instead was an immediate sense of loss of freedom and my lust for nearly every woman I saw intensified tremendously. The sex I was having with numerous women had increase exponentially in the years leading up to my marriage and after tying the knot, I evidently had not gotten bed-hopping entirely out of my system, and ended up sleeping with 2-ex girlfriends, an ex-FWB, as well as a one night stand with a co-worker all within the first 2 years of getting married.

Absolutely. A girl from work. She is much younger than me and I work closely with her dad who also is a coworker, so I would never touch her, but I think about it constantly.

Over the years, I had sex with several coworkers. A couple turned into a year long dating relationship but the others were just casual. Good times all around.

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I was on top of a woman Fucking her at the same time when she was on the phone with her husband.

Reminds me of the time many years ago when a girl was riding my cock when the phone rang and she had a 10 minute conversation with Mom & Dad while she continued riding me. It made the experience even hotter knowing Mom & Dad were clueless.

I have a part-time job helping to run a large campsite and this past Saturday I was helping two of the female housekeepers clean up the kitchen of a cabin that has a leaking air conditioner. I kept getting the eye from one of them and thoughts of having a threesome ran through my head. I figured the one giving me looks would definitely be up for it, but of course I was more attracted to the one who wasn’t paying much attention to me. But I would have fucked them both right then and there.

The “wrongest” thing I’ve ever done was cheat on my wife only 2 years into our marriage. It wasn't planned and was entirely spontaneous when I was on a 30-day business trip. The very first night of the trip, I learned I had messed up my room reservation and I wouldn't have a room until the following night, leaving me virtually homeless for one night. A woman who worked for the same company and whom I had met during orientation earlier that day overheard my predicament as I discussed it with the front desk, and when my only alternatives were to try to find another hotel at 9pm or sleep in my compact rental car, she offered to let me stay with her in her room. I was surprised to say the least since we had just met only hours earlier. I was also touched by the generosity and trust she had demonstrated as well as a bit aroused at the thought of spending the night with a woman who was not my wife for the first time since getting married. Although she was definitely not what I would consider a beautiful woman, not even pretty, she did have very large tits and an ass to match. I had no idea whether her offer was out of the sheer kindness of her heart or if she had other motivations in mind, but in my weary yet excited state, I took her up on her offer, and off we went to her room, luggage in tow. Once we arrived, we were immediately reminded the rooms we were authorized to book had only one bed. We ignored that fact and began rummaging through our bags to begin getting settled in for the night and as I insisted she take her shower first, I "jokingly" added unless she'd like for me to join her. Without skipping a beat, she said that would be great. After I regained my composure from the ton of bricks of unbelievably good fortune that had befallen me, we stripped one another naked and jumped into the shower. We made out hot and heavy under the blast of water while thoroughly soaping one another up, her paying particular attention to my cock and balls, and me to her massive jugs, big round ass, and tight pussy. After rinsing off, we didn't bother drying, but ran to the bed where I pinned her knees to her ears and ate her out until she came. With my face covered in a thick layer of warm, aloe-like pussy juice, I rolled over and had her straddle me. She rode my dick for quite some time, cumming at least once more while I alternated between playing with her tits and holding her ass to help her thrust back and forth. After she fell to her side exhausted, I climbed on top of her, sliding my cock back into her already ravaged pussy and fucked her for another 20 minutes or so before pulling out and covering her belly and tits with a massive cumload. After cleaning one another up with a moistened towel from the bathroom, we cozied back up in bed, my mind racing with what had just happened, regret already creeping in at an alarming pace.