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I dated a nice man for a month now, Magnus. He's quite a bit older than me but makes me laugh, is handsome, sportive and has a way with me that makes me melt. Our sex has become hotter and crazier by the week and he somehow stretches the limits more and more. Last night he knew I was having a short dinner with my Dad. We went to a pizzeria around the corner. I dressed in a blue thin dress as Magnus asked and looked forward to catching up with Dad (my parents are divorced so I do not see him very often). As I was leaving to meet him, Magnus was at my place and he grabbed me and hugged me and… Read more

After my mom and dad divorced I lived only partly with my father. It was mostly odd long weekends and I kept most of my things at mom's. She regularly brought home men andintroduced me but only very few of them I saw more regularly or seemed interested in a relationship with ma. Many spent time talking to me while mom cooled or made herself up to go out. Very often I heard them make love afterwards. As I grew older I fantasised and masturbated to the sounds, and occassionally peeked on them. I watched some porn and experimented sexually and one day one of my mom's friends rang the door althou… Read more

I agred to be filmed for a fee. They promised to not post it publicly. And so I went to the hairdressers, bought a new sweet dress and sexy red underwear, put on my red high heels and stay up net stockings, a beautiful choker and my best make up. I was a little nervous and arrived early. It was a kind of recording studio or something, in a side street of a busy road and Mr Olofsson let me in. He kissed me and said I looked wonderful. Mr Axelsson was to film and he was all ready and immediately started filming me. Mr Olofsson sort of interviewed me for the camera, asking my name, family situat… Read more

It was the second time I met Magnus. He was tall, good looking, well off and around fiftyfive. We had met in a bar and after some drinks and chatting he asked if I wanted to come home to him. I agreed after he had asked me three times and offered me some compensation. He seemed friendly and gained my trust quickly. He was married with two grown up sons, but his wife was away and his k**s lived elsewhere. We quickly ended up in bed and made wonderful love and he paid my taxi ride home and we exchanged numbers. He called me a few times and asked me out and the fourth time I agreed. We met at… Read more

I just got home. After a long warm shower I am slowly calming down. This was an absolutely crazy afternoon. Thomas picked me up as agreed. I've met him regularly over the last year and he treats me good and is generous, even if he has strange perverted ways with me as well. But today he drove us to an old school gym and not his home. He guided me inside and we sat down and watched two basketball teams of the school do a test match. The young men were all super tall and fit. The trainer and referee turned out to be an old friend of Thomas. When the match was over, Thomas walked me out onto the… Read more

I was shocked when I saw pictures of myself naked and spread on a porn site. My uncle had taken the pictures and I was still quite young. He sent me a link and I was horrified. My face was clearly recognizable and my real first name was given too. There were a lot of comments and I got both embarrassed and aroused reading them all. So many were excited by seeing me. When I tried to protest and asked him to delete them he blackmailed me into sucking him off again and swallowing his load. And, what was more - he took even more pictures and posted those too. He texted me various porn-pictures an… Read more

Carl was taking me out for drinks in a wine bar he had found. It was quite a fancy place and I had boughtt a new black short tight silky evening dress and shoes especially for it with some money he had given me. I put my hair and and carefully put on my make up and picked my silver earrings, necklace and the new patterned stayup stockings. I met him at the door of the place, called the Wine Corner, and he took my hand and we went in. It was already very full and we were asked to wait a bit before we were to het two seats directly at the bar. It was cosy, with dome soft jazz playing and beautif… Read more

It was a nice and not too warm summer night and I had my new small flowery summer dress. My girlfriend and I had seen a nice romantic movie, had a few drinks in a bar and got on the late night bus back to the North of the town. We greeted the old bearded bus driver and boarded. There were a group of men already on the bus which seemed as if they returned from watching a match of some kind,wearing team scarfes. They seemed happy but tired and talked quietly among themselves. My Girlfriend Anna and I sat together half asleep when suddenly she realizes its her stop. She grabs her handbag and hops… Read more

When I am blindfolded my hearing and attentiveness is sharpened. Every sound and sense of movement or touch become augmented. Being all naked and chained to a urinal in the downtown gym further heightened my senses and the feelings of vulnerability and exposure. The humiliation makes me blush in shame and the self-esteem ground to dust. The cash pushed into my purse and bra before they had me strip also clearly established my position. And as the evening hours pass and the unseen men pass and enjoy me the tiled floor and walls feel increasingly hard and cold. I don't complain as the lustfully… Read more

I wear my red heels, net stayup stockings, a blue pleaded miniskirt and just a short leather jacket. I have nothing underneath. Mom's heavy droplet earrings and a leather collar from the pet shop. I made my lips a little redder than I otherwise would and put on my blue eyeshade. He - Mr Olofsson - likes me like that I know and he likes to pick me up at the side of the street. It's in the evening and we meet in the clubbing area of the city. He arrives on time and I get into his big Mercedes. To my surprise he is accompanied by a friend. He introduces himself as Mr Holmgren, a longtime frie… Read more

I write this confession on request and although it shames me. A man (Carl) I dated for some time in my teens took me to a strip club one night. We watched the girls strip and had a few drinks. There were a lot of men, some with masks on, to not get recognized. Quite a few stared hungrily also at me and some even felt my ass. Carl didn't mind he said, on the contrary he explained it made him horny. I was quite tipsy when, after some time, he pulled me up and walked me through the crowd to the back where there were two long corridors. It was painted black with a red carpet and red lights over d… Read more

For a period of time I modelled at an evening class for artists who practiced drawing nudes. I went once a month on Wednesdays to the small art school in the City. The size of the group differed each time but this one evening there were just four men and a lady, all in their late middle age. They got their things ready as I undressed and someone put on classical music as usual. The room was quite large with a bunch of chairs in a big circle. I would stand or sit or lie in the middle of the wooden floor, taking different poses for varying amounts of time. The teacher was one of the men, a smal… Read more

He liked me to call him Daddy and he was in his fifties and I not yet in my twenties. He was caring and nice and enjoyed buying me shoes and clothes and I melted in his arms. After meeting a few times, some lunches, some dinners and some sex and fucking at his place he one day picked me up on a Friday after 'work' and said he had a special idea and wish. As we drove along he had me undress and put my clothes in the back seat. It felt naughty and exciting and I got very aroused as we drove along through the city outskirts and I sat naked. He then stopped in a secluded parking and dared me to s… Read more

I look in the tall mirror My brown hair in a pony tail The double silver chain choker glittering the one mom gave me m, matches nicely the silver droplet earrings. My curves and female parts nicely dressed in the black cocktail dress with a deep cleavage. The patterned stockings and black-silver high heels matching my new little evening handbag. I am happy with my choice of blue eyeshadow and light pink lipstick. Outside the door the music is loud people talk and laugh and the party is in full swing. Must be hundreds of people tonight that came to dance and have fun dressed up and of all ki… Read more

Carl was 15 years older than me but I was in love. He was handsome and self-assured and a strong personality. He knew what he wanted and was very kind. He bought me shoes, skirts and dresses and some bling. Admittedly the high heeled shoes were higher than the ones I'd otherwise chose, the skirts and tops smaller and skimpier. And he loved when I wore the glittering heavy tight chain necklace with a lock as a pendant, which he gave me for my birthday. Two months into our dating he took me to a sleazy bar with a band playing. It was packed with people, mostly men, and the atmosphere great. We d… Read more

It was the third time I met Karl, a married man in his forties. He was tall, blue eyed, and well off. He picked me up after my days work in the office building reception. He had an old blue Mercedes that he only used in the summer. He kissed me sweetly as I got in and said I was pretty in my black office skirt and light blue blouse. I wore a pony tail and the earrings and necklace beads that mom had bought me in Spain. It was a warm summer evening and light although late as it is up here in the Nordics. He had some soft pop music on and it felt like a summer party evening. I answered that I… Read more

I slowly get up from the tiled floor. My knees hurt a little from the kneeling. The light is soft bluish in the small toilet and there is graffitti and drawings on the walls. I look myself in the mirror over the wash basin. My hair is a mess and my face covered in spit and sperm. It hangs from my eyebrow, over my nose and chin and I have some in my hair as well. The taste of cock and bitter cum lingers in my mouth. I slowly pull my bra cups up over my cum smeared breasts again. I slip a hand between my legs and feel my own wetness. I am so aroused and long to climax but instead I button up my… Read more

I wake up longing Naked, wet and bound lying spread on the mattress The sex from the night Still fresh on my tongue The many warm bodies' touch still lingering Their lustful groans, their humiliation of me rings in my ears The pictures they took and posted on those sites With my face covered with their sperm And having me smile for the cameras Before they left for drinks promising all to come back for another round I lie in the half darkness the room smelling of sex Outside I hear cars pass people laugh and talk The street lamp's light shines through the dirty window giving the room a bluish… Read more

A few years back I regularly met a man called Evaldsson for sex which he compensated for by buying me clothes, makeup, shoes, and some simple jewelry. He was a teacher at my former school, married with a daughter of my age (she had been in my class for a time). He enjoyed going shopping with me, having me try out dresses and beautiful underwear. I got to choose some and he some and when we met he often asked me to wear certain things for him. They were mostly the highest herls, skimpiest dresses, stayup stockings and only red lace g-strings. I hid it from my parents and met him at their house… Read more

It's evening ✨and I am in the bathroom getting ready. I put on my heavy golden droplet earrings and the gold necklace with the triple neckchain and heavy white stone pendant. I brush my hair and put it up in a pony with a blue glitter ribbon. I put on some foundational powder, add some rouge to bey cheeks, cajal around my eyes, a bluish eye shade and a dark red water resistant lipstick. I brush up my eye lashes and sit down and paint my toe nails and finger nails with a ruby red, lipstick matching colour. ♥️ I chose cqrefully among the clothes I have laid out. A dark blue cocktail dress, with… Read more