A guy I know from the area found an extreme lover. He also boasted. The two drove to one of the crumbling houses in an area of ​​the city where houses were awaiting demolition. In one of the rooms, she handcuffed him to the bed, and they began to fuck… They were found a couple of weeks later by workers who came to demolish the house and saw the following picture: a girl was lying face down on the bed, instead of a head there was meat, brains, blood, and a leaking eye. Below her is a man with a half-gray head, his mouth covered in blood, his hands and feet handcuffed and fastened to the bed. The girl's neck and shoulder were gnawed off. It turned out that someone crushed the girl’s skull with a blunt object and left. The man turned grey, couldn’t get out, lay there and ate the girl from hunger, and died.

There was a party, and I, being drunk, when my wife fell asleep, gave cunnilingus to her friend… Without leaving the table. Disgusting, of course… It was bad, but I couldn’t resist, and I was pleased. And I love my wife!

I hate a special caste of morons in stores. The same ones who stand and watch their purchases go through. When everything is punched, the fuss begins: look for the store card, then the money, the card, the package, damn… And you stand there like a fool while your purchases are already punched, and this misunderstanding is standing in front of you and checking the receipt for fraud for 50 cents. I dream of separate stores for these idiots.

I usually don't count other people's money, but this is a special case. My sister is a single mother, she has a good job and a normal salary, but then she suddenly began to lack money. Either for my nephew’s shoes, or for textbooks, or for something else. I don't feel sorry, but I'm tense. I asked: “Perhaps there are some problems?” But the answer was: “Everything has just become more expensive.” And then it turned out that she fell in love with a fictional character from the game and spends all the money on donations to a blogger-cosplayer who communicates on behalf of this character. She's a complete fool.

When I lived in a dorm, I had no luck with my roommates. One brought first jaundice, and then scabies. The second one fucked every day with different men and talked about it in detail. The third one ate absolutely all my food. The fourth not only devoured my food, but also snored like a man. The fifth worked as a prostitute in her free time. The sixth one told everyone on every corner about the delights of oral sex and could smear cream on her pubic area in front of everyone. Well, I was a virgin.

No-strings-attached sex with your childhood friend's older sister. Everything is cool, everything suits us, but meanwhile it’s very strange to realize that she once drove us and picked us up from kindergarten, and even babysat us. I'm sure she thinks about it sometimes too

Wife left my friend, and naturally went to his neighbor. Now, in short, the joke is that this neighbor fucks her behind the wall and she screams like a victim… well, my friend thought for a long time, thought about what to do, as a result, now he constantly orders prostitutes, just after his ex-wife done fucking behind the wall, he begins his own and asks them to scream and yell as loud as possible.
This is how fucked up Infinity War is!

I saw a notification on my phone, a friend sent me a photo. Well, I think I’ll take a look, he’ll probably send some funny picture as usual. I open it, and there is her bare chest and the message: “We’ve had enough of being friends, let’s fuck!” This is what I understand nicely) And then I woke up...

I am an exemplary family man: married for 18 years, three children. Sometimes we would argue, and my wife would even move in with her mother for a month, but I never even thought about cheating or leaving for another woman. But then only a girl who had graduated from a university got a job in our department — a short blonde, with a laugh, with a wasp waist and bottomless emerald eyes, she and I quickly found a common language. Due to duty, I have to communicate with her a lot, and every time my penis gets hard, the craziest lustful thoughts arise in my head. Damn it, she’s almost old enough to be my daughter, my balls are already grey, but she’s still a devil in the ribs. For several months I was not myself. The opportunity arose to move to another branch, and starting in the new year I will be leaving there for a management position. No matter how great the temptation, family is most important.

I created a Facebook page on behalf of my classmate’s ex, began writing to her, remembering the past, and began begging for intimate photos. I thought it would block me or she will figure it out right away, but no. I took a closer look — the photos are real, not a neural network, because I remember well the features of her skin and body, I saw her in a swimsuit more than once. I saved it for myself, deleted the page and now periodically admire it. I understand that the act is disgusting, but inside there is a feeling of success that was not there even when I defended my Ph.D. dissertation.

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