My list of sexual exploits

[miron_lang]

5 Star thread IMO

[TBear]

You were drunk, I didn't expect you to remember!

[ßringer]

TBear - B+. I was pleasantly surprised by not only how well this ****fest turned out, but also by the magnanimous nature TBear displayed in the aftermath. It wasn't my usual style, but TBear insisted that we take it slow. "Why slow?" I queried. "Two reasons. Reason one being that I want to introduce you to a new style of ass ****ing, the style of slow and sensuous" He replied. "...And the other?" I asked. "Because I'm 376 years old" he retorted.

TBear started out gently rimming my **** cavity before we took turns slowly teasing each other's c*cks with our tongues. We engaged in foreplay for about 20 minutes while we waited for the viagra to breathe life into his long dead c*ck. When it was time, TBear tickled my perineum with the tip of his withered geriatric d*ck before slowly inserting himself inside of my now eager starfish.

He ****ed me slowly and passionately for the better part of 13 minutes before abruptly ending the session just as I'd spewed all over his plastic covered couch. "Why did you stop?" I asked. "Matlock is coming on" he responded.

As I was leaving TBear told me that he'd secretly recorded our encounter and that it would be uploaded to the internet by the following morning.

[NearHypnos]

Lmao@ Piggy and PB32

[ßringer]

Poet - A+. I can honestly say that I expected this one to be bad going in, but I was in a dry spell and found myself in desperate need for a hole to unload my love pudding inside of - ANY hole.

The night started off well with Poet inviting me over to his mother's basement where we ended up sharing a TV dinner and watching old "Buck Rogers" reruns. As the night wore on I could tell he was incredibly lonely and began questioning if I were a bad person for exploiting this simply for sexual gratification. That doubt eventually dissipated once Poet made his move.

After some mutual fondling on the couch we stripped each other down and began foreplay. I was very impressed that his breasts were larger than those of any girl I'd ever ****ed before, so I spent quite a while playing with his nipples. Even when completely naked, he was as shy as anybody I'd ever met and I could see that he just wasn't comfortable enough to really enjoy what was going to happen, so I slipped a roofie in his mountain dew while he wasn't looking.

Pretty soon Poet was passed completely-the-**** out and I began to have my way with his jiggly ass. I was kind of weirded out by all the 80s hair metal band tattoos he'd tattooed all over his ass cheeks, but I managed to put it out of my mind while I did the deed.

Poet woke up before I could finish but he was still groggy and defenseless so, at the point of orgasm, I rolled his fat ass over, squeezed his flappy man t*ts together, and thrust my c*ck between them until I unloaded several ropes of stringy homemade yogurt all over his Woody Allen glasses.

Poet passed out again shortly after I'd given him a bountiful facial and, not wanting to be around when he woke up, I quickly dressed myself and left the house.

[samouraï]

Pretty Boy32 - D-. We had some fun but we couldn't climax because he reacted so oddly to every bumping noise we made together. I'd be ****ing him in his stupid w*gger ass and the bed would rock and he'd instantly jump up and check the entire house for an intruder named Larry.

This and squealpiggy

[Miburo]

Bringer confirmed Lounge slut

[Spray_resistant]

This is pretty creative and not as easy to do actually, I know from the pwntender I was in. Coming up with this stuff off the fly takes talent, focus, and imagination.

[ßringer]

This is pretty creative and not as easy to do actually, I know from the pwntender I was in. Coming up with this stuff off the fly takes talent, focus, and imagination.

...and whiskey. Lots of whiskey.

[Spray_resistant]

...and whiskey. Lots of whiskey.

I lost it since I quit drinking for good, you get crazy ideas with intoxicants.