My Neighbor’s Daughter

Dudley Dowrong, a long-time lurker on the forum, had finally mustered up the courage to share his thoughts on a recent post.

No + vote again, he began, until the morning conversation between Faith and Michael, I didn’t understand Faith’s attitude about Lucy fucking Michael.

Faith knew how Lucy was addicted to hard, juicy dicks, and that her dad had probably been dry for six months or more.

A perfect combination for an explosive and intimate fuck, he thought, and indeed, it happened.

Ur presentation is awesome, he continued, thanks again for sharing your talent with us.

Across the forum, another user, Anonymous reader, chimed in with a rather…unusual comment.

U sucked shit off his dick, he typed, followed by a string of enthusiastic emojis: :0 wow.

Meanwhile, Anonymous reader, a young woman, shared her own preferences when it came to men.

I’m a 21-year-old girl who loves fucking older men, she confessed, without apology.

Yet another user, also anonymous, expressed their gratitude to the forum administrators.

– You guys are the best! the band had a great time and loved the photo session, they exclaimed, can’t wait for the next time when they’re headlining the Wiltern or Palladium! x

One user, however, took a rather…unsettling turn in their comment.

I’m 56 and according to your stories, you’re like 24, he wrote, apparently you love sucking and fucking men in their 50s!

Ur the kind of woman I’ve been looking for my whole adult life, he continued, self-confident, open-minded, and very experienced sexually!

I’d love to meet you in person and get to know you very intimately, he concluded, with a hint of desperation.

Other users shared their own experiences, some rather disturbing, others simply bizarre.

I fucked one of my daughter’s friends once, one user admitted, she was 16 and so tight.

I was worried for weeks after that she might be pregnant, he confessed, with a hint of regret.

Another user shared a similar experience.

I had a similar experience, he wrote, a friend of my dad’s fucked me in the arse when I was 17.

It was the middle of the night, he continued, and he bent me over the breakfast bar in the kitchen while my parents were asleep a few rooms away.

Most erotic feeling I’ve ever had, he concluded, with a hint of shame.

Some users simply expressed their admiration for the forum’s more…mature members.

I’m 40, one user wrote, I hope I get this lucky one day.

When I’m 55, to have some 24-year-old pussy, he fantasized, would be a dream come true.

And then, there were the comments that left one wondering about the sanity of some users.

I wonder how it tasted in your mouth after he fucked your arse, one user asked, with a hint of morbid curiosity.

Great story, another user chimed in, did he call you for sex?

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