BGOL TRUE confessions
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GOW - I won't clown cause you put in MAD work on the board. I'll just respectfully request that you edit this shit...quick.
Again, no beef!
-CTF
oh and I brought some crocs and I wear them.
wow. i've never seen any black folks down here in the south wearing crocs.
True Story
I did a show at the VFW in Tampa. It was a cool mixture of young and old women. After the show, a chick(redbone in her mid thirties) asks me how much I would charge to fuck her and her sister. I tell we'll discuss that later. She introduces me to the sister(chocolate, fit, a little younger). They are from Texas visiting an Aunt. The Aunt is about 40 something, out of her prime( looks like she used to be bad). The Aunt has her niece with her. The Niece is a sloppy fat ass chick with a cute face. She was probably in her early 20's but looked like she was worn out.
After short discussion, we agree to head to my hotel. The women keep asking me if I will need help. I tell them no(I don't like to share pussy)
We stop by a gas station, where the women buy a box of Magnums(3 pack, I'm nervous) a piece, all while being very vocal to anyone who would listen, that they were going to fuck the shit out of me. I was a little embarrassed.
So we head to the hotel, the chicks decide to take wash up. While the Chocolate sister is in the shower, I get impatient(I had Rize2 and Redbull in my system) and start to undress Redbone. I start to eat her pussy while Aunt rubs my back and cheer leads. Niece has already laid her fat ass back and is watching the scene from the other bed. Chocolate comes out of the bathroom toweling herself. Redbone tries to sit up to stop from cumming. Her sister and Aunt hold her down. She comes so hard, thighs squeezing my head, that she almost pops my contact lenses out. As I tried catch my breath, after being trapped in what felt like a triangle choke hold, everyone realizes that Redbone is crying. Says she has never cum like that in her life. It takes all of my willpower not to stand over her, hands to hips in a Superman-esque manner. Aunt hits the shower.
Next is Chocolate. We go right into fucking. We go from Doggy style, to Side Straddle before she comes. She stops me, saying that she can't afford to go to Texas with her pussy stretched out. Says her husband is small.
Next is Auntie who makes up in personality what she lacks in looks. We go Missionary at the edge of the other bed, Niece still watching. Aunt is staring in my eyes like we're making love, pussy sloppy wet. I realize that I have to be careful or she was going to make me bust. I slow stroke her to orgasm and linger for a second. I shake off my feelings of affection that were beginning to take root for the old broad.
I realize that fat Niece(she's about 250LBS) is waiting. She turns around and backs her bulbous ass to the edge of the bed. She wants it from the back. I begin to fuck her. Aunt is back on cheerleading duty, now joined by Redbone who is kissing my neck and shoulders. Big Niece starts taking shit. "That pussy good, ain't it" "You like that pussy,huh?" "This pussy wet, huh?" In response, I push my weight on her back and start hammering her into submission. After a few minutes,Niece rolls over out of breathe.
Now I'm exhausted.
I sit down on one of the beds. Redbone disappears and reemerges with a warm washcloth. She washes off my tools and begins to give me head. Aunt continues cheerleading "Suck that dick, girl" "Get his balls" I lay Redbone down and start with the slow stroke. Chocolate is half asleep, Niece is knocked out, and I'm having Ralph Tresvant-type sex with a woman I just met, my ego is fully inflated. Redbone cums.
It's almost 5 am and Aunt has to go home to her husband. The women get dressed and start to file out when I realize I forgot to cum.
And I think they all were married.
I did a show at the VFW in Tampa. It was a cool mixture of young and old women. After the show, a chick(redbone in her mid thirties) asks me how much I would charge to fuck her and her sister. I tell we'll discuss that later. She introduces me to the sister(chocolate, fit, a little younger). They are from Texas visiting an Aunt. The Aunt is about 40 something, out of her prime( looks like she used to be bad). The Aunt has her niece with her. The Niece is a sloppy fat ass chick with a cute face. She was probably in her early 20's but looked like she was worn out.
After short discussion, we agree to head to my hotel. The women keep asking me if I will need help. I tell them no(I don't like to share pussy)
We stop by a gas station, where the women buy a box of Magnums(3 pack, I'm nervous) a piece, all while being very vocal to anyone who would listen, that they were going to fuck the shit out of me. I was a little embarrassed.
So we head to the hotel, the chicks decide to take wash up. While the Chocolate sister is in the shower, I get impatient(I had Rize2 and Redbull in my system) and start to undress Redbone. I start to eat her pussy while Aunt rubs my back and cheer leads. Niece has already laid her fat ass back and is watching the scene from the other bed. Chocolate comes out of the bathroom toweling herself. Redbone tries to sit up to stop from cumming. Her sister and Aunt hold her down. She comes so hard, thighs squeezing my head, that she almost pops my contact lenses out. As I tried catch my breath, after being trapped in what felt like a triangle choke hold, everyone realizes that Redbone is crying. Says she has never cum like that in her life. It takes all of my willpower not to stand over her, hands to hips in a Superman-esque manner. Aunt hits the shower.
Next is Chocolate. We go right into fucking. We go from Doggy style, to Side Straddle before she comes. She stops me, saying that she can't afford to go to Texas with her pussy stretched out. Says her husband is small.
Next is Auntie who makes up in personality what she lacks in looks. We go Missionary at the edge of the other bed, Niece still watching. Aunt is staring in my eyes like we're making love, pussy sloppy wet. I realize that I have to be careful or she was going to make me bust. I slow stroke her to orgasm and linger for a second. I shake off my feelings of affection that were beginning to take root for the old broad.
I realize that fat Niece(she's about 250LBS) is waiting. She turns around and backs her bulbous ass to the edge of the bed. She wants it from the back. I begin to fuck her. Aunt is back on cheerleading duty, now joined by Redbone who is kissing my neck and shoulders. Big Niece starts taking shit. "That pussy good, ain't it" "You like that pussy,huh?" "This pussy wet, huh?" In response, I push my weight on her back and start hammering her into submission. After a few minutes,Niece rolls over out of breathe.
Now I'm exhausted.
I sit down on one of the beds. Redbone disappears and reemerges with a warm washcloth. She washes off my tools and begins to give me head. Aunt continues cheerleading "Suck that dick, girl" "Get his balls" I lay Redbone down and start with the slow stroke. Chocolate is half asleep, Niece is knocked out, and I'm having Ralph Tresvant-type sex with a woman I just met, my ego is fully inflated. Redbone cums.
It's almost 5 am and Aunt has to go home to her husband. The women get dressed and start to file out when I realize I forgot to cum.
And I think they all were married.
Lol its some wild muthafuckin cats on here!
STORY 2
Went to the freak club/aka swinger club with some female friends. Now I usually just chill and be a voyeur, but for some reason that nite, I was horny as hell. Long-story short, I ends up fucking 3 married women (only 1 was there with her husband) and 2 single chicks...just that one nite (bitches truly ain't shit).
While fucking this one cute-ass thick (not fat) redbone, another chick starts watching. So as soon as I finish fucking the redbone, I holla at the fine-ass, fit amazon chick. I guess she's impressed by the show, so we end up fucking 2 minutes later. For some reason, we start feeling each other so I take her home that nite and end up fucking her off and on till about 2 in the afternoon the next day. To top it off, we actually dated for a min and I used to hang with her and her daughter! Till this day, I still consider her a good friend.
STORY 3
Same freak club about 2 months later (FYI - I stopped going there a year ago), I see this brotha sucking on the nipple of this 40-something PAWG
I'll definitely add swinger clubs on my "TO DO LIST"
I'll find a way to convince wifey too
This is a real-talk confessional thread, not your amazing sexual stories, all these braggarts popping up talking about fucking aunties and swingers and shit
Bruh...I wouldn't brag about fucking a 1-armed bitch and NOT fucking a bitch I took to a fucking sex club!!!
-CTF
well, shit on me then. I wasn't bragging. I didn't say they were 5 college chicks(another story)This is a real-talk confessional thread, not your amazing sexual stories, all these braggarts popping up talking about fucking aunties and swingers and shit
SPILL 'EM, BRUH!
Fuck what people don't or won't believe!!! I value a few of the BGOL'ers input and you're one of 'em.............
SPILL 'EM!!!
Nice thread....
Anyway here's my confession, I used work at CompUSA as Sales Manager and at the time we had a contest for the front-end associates (cashiers) who sold the most TAP (Technology Assurance Program) that's the extended warranty they sold on items, anyway the prize would be that the winner would receive lunch for a whole week, because in return it helps us as a Store out with our TAP percentage which was 5% of the total sales per day... so here we are at lunch talking everyday getting to know each other better so we trade numbers... next thing you know I had the Front-End Manager put her on the following week schedule every night I would closed the store.... and I would fuck her every night in the receiving room and then take her home, shawty was a freak she swallowed every night like clockwork
So one night I couldn't take her home, so I told her I would wait here until her ride gets here and then I would leave so she's safe, so here her rides shows up and it's the Front-End Manager she kiss him and waive by to me, so this bitch then send me a text and said that the Front-End Manager is her boyfriend and that's how she got this job
Anyway here's my confession, I used work at CompUSA as Sales Manager and at the time we had a contest for the front-end associates (cashiers) who sold the most TAP (Technology Assurance Program) that's the extended warranty they sold on items, anyway the prize would be that the winner would receive lunch for a whole week, because in return it helps us as a Store out with our TAP percentage which was 5% of the total sales per day... so here we are at lunch talking everyday getting to know each other better so we trade numbers... next thing you know I had the Front-End Manager put her on the following week schedule every night I would closed the store.... and I would fuck her every night in the receiving room and then take her home, shawty was a freak she swallowed every night like clockwork
So one night I couldn't take her home, so I told her I would wait here until her ride gets here and then I would leave so she's safe, so here her rides shows up and it's the Front-End Manager she kiss him and waive by to me, so this bitch then send me a text and said that the Front-End Manager is her boyfriend and that's how she got this job
Say it aint so GOW...
Nah, man. i didn't do that shit. HE did that shit. I thought folks might question me if I put that in there but it ain't like I did anything quasi-homo. The only rule of the Devil's 3-Way is that the guys don't touch, which we didn't. I don't do that shit, I wouldn't be around that shit.
But if dude wants to kiss his wife after she sucks my dick who am I to clown. Now if he wanted me to kiss her too I would have bounced.
Y'all some damned clowns. But it's all good. It was my first 3-way, I was surprised that they were black and into this, and they were married. Shit was just wild.
One of the coolest things I've done is...
My cousin and I helped a photographer guy break in his new digital SLR...by fucking for the camera.
It was my cuz's idea...and she and I have done 2 sessions with the guy...so we have some professionally shot and lit homegrown to show our friends and family.
I'll give you a hint that some Glamor Shots guys are shooting nude and hardcore on the side...and if you know the right guy...you and your girlfriend can have some very cool fun with your clothes off.
Fucking is even more fun when you've got someone watching...and the camera flash going off around you.
Take something to keep your dick nice and hard the entire time...and have fun.
My cousin and I helped a photographer guy break in his new digital SLR...by fucking for the camera.
It was my cuz's idea...and she and I have done 2 sessions with the guy...so we have some professionally shot and lit homegrown to show our friends and family.
I'll give you a hint that some Glamor Shots guys are shooting nude and hardcore on the side...and if you know the right guy...you and your girlfriend can have some very cool fun with your clothes off.
Fucking is even more fun when you've got someone watching...and the camera flash going off around you.
Take something to keep your dick nice and hard the entire time...and have fun.
Bruh, I feel you. I'm at the same crossroads. Its like I could have written that post. I told a buddy of mine a few months ago that I was listening to UGK-Underground Kingz and Pimp C has a song where he says, "I don't wanna do this no mo'/ but this the only thang that I know/". I told her thats how I felt about hustling, and that I felt like I'm so much more than a street hustler. It's good to know how to survive, but hustling came from a sense of desperation. After that desperation is gone then it is time for something else, and I felt like I wasn't picking up on that "something else". Like I was a couple years behind in investing. Like I just started doing stuff that I should have done 2 years ago w/ my money, and that maybe something devastating was close that was going to make me pay for being behind.
Sure enough, I got locked up Feb. 29. It was my second time getting arrested for the exact same thing. The first time my lawyer had some connections because he used to be an assistant district attorney in Fulton Co., but this time he didn't know the prosecutor and she was being difficult. Long story short, I had to put my dick on the line and go before the judge with a "non-negotiated plea". Basically, my (paid)attorney and the prosecution couldn't come to an agreement and I wasn't taking what she put on the table so we went before the judge, each stated our points, and let the judge decide. She, the judge, gave me a year probation with first offender treatment. This was with me pleading guilty
, which I didn't want.I didn't ever think I would have to use my first offender pass on some shit like this, never. But that's the least of my worries because now I have to find something else to do to make money, fast! I had about $800 on me when they got me, and the dipshit cop put it in evidence instead of personal property so I had to go through a lot of shit to get that money back, typing up an order, a motion, certificate of service to the D.A.'s office, etc. I also had to dip into my savings to pay my lawyer, which I never like doing.
To make matters worse, March was the last month on my apartment lease. One day in mid March I get home to a Dispossessory note on my door. After I got out of jail, which was only a day, my money was tied up w/ the jail/court, so my sister wrote me a check for my rent, I dropped it off. Didn't hear anything else about it until I see this Dispossessory note saying that I would be evicted on the 26th. My lease was up on the 31st. So I go down to the leasing office to talk to someone about it and I'm told that they don't accept "third-party checks", as well as them not being able to even find the check to return it. My sister had to put a freeze on her account. Long story short, I had to find a new apartment in a rush and move by the 26th. I love my new spot, but its $240 more a month and this is the wrong time for that kind of increase.
I hardly hustle anymore, even though I still have a clientèle. I'm just not motivated anymore. Discouraged as hell. Don't know which way to go. Who to turn to. I'm lost man.
I talked to an associate about starting a lawn service but the equipment for that runs a few grand. I have a great truck, my mama has a 14 ft. trailer that I can buy, but since I told him I'm broke he ain't been answering my calls. I might have to do it myself, but that means more upfront money.
Pressure busts pipes, and I'm pressed to go with what I know. Hustlin.
When did Roxy ever do that? Never heard of or seen it.
I was in grad school... landed this tight intership in D.C.... got out of my lease/ took a leave from a job and quit another intership and packed for D.C. Someone at the school hated and got the intership offer taken from the table. I was homeless.. had to get my beg to get my partime job back and intership... some nites had to sleep in the office until finding another apartment. I had too much pride to ask anyone for help. I ended up getting a full time job and getting my life together.
Moral to this story? If two fine women EVER ask you to have a threesome in a hotel room...
YOU DO IT!
It's easier to apologize with flowers later than holding your dick with regret.
Remind me to tell y'all the story one day of The Phone Number I Should've Kept. It's that cute sista on the bottom left of Freaks #30. That's a sad story, too. Let me tell you...
yoooooo son, i hate to laugh at you. But i hope all these High school kids who be up in bgol is reading what you said.
thats as real as it gets.
Much props for being real with these stories, lol I know you going get called a super simp and shyt. It takes a lot of courage to drop shyt like that on here and every guy had to have gone thru similiar stories.
Hope you not having any more of those type issues, lol
Thanks man... it was a very humbling experience. I felt like the walls were crushing me in. I prayed everynight for God to let me get out this situation. Going a month and some change without a crib and short on cash was hell... When i got my paper right and landed back on my feet... I told my mother that was sleeping in the office/crashing homeboys... because I did not want to ask for help... Moms was like, "son you could have called me...I would have done etc." My answer to her... " I need to be a man and handle my own business." I became a man that summer... and thank God everyday for the experience.
She fit 2 dicks in her mouth without touching em?
That either says something about yalls dicks, or her mouth
Dont even wanna think about it
GOW, even though this is the BGOL TRUE confessions...
You could've lied about that part bro
Bruh, I feel you. I'm at the same crossroads. Its like I could have written that post. I told a buddy of mine a few months ago that I was listening to UGK-Underground Kingz and Pimp C has a song where he says, "I don't wanna do this no mo'/ but this the only thang that I know/". I told her thats how I felt about hustling, and that I felt like I'm so much more than a street hustler. It's good to know how to survive, but hustling came from a sense of desperation. After that desperation is gone then it is time for something else, and I felt like I wasn't picking up on that "something else". Like I was a couple years behind in investing. Like I just started doing stuff that I should have done 2 years ago w/ my money, and that maybe something devastating was close that was going to make me pay for being behind.
Sure enough, I got locked up Feb. 29. It was my second time getting arrested for the exact same thing. The first time my lawyer had some connections because he used to be an assistant district attorney in Fulton Co., but this time he didn't know the prosecutor and she was being difficult. Long story short, I had to put my dick on the line and go before the judge with a "non-negotiated plea". Basically, my (paid)attorney and the prosecution couldn't come to an agreement and I wasn't taking what she put on the table so we went before the judge, each stated our points, and let the judge decide. She, the judge, gave me a year probation with first offender treatment. This was with me pleading guilty
I didn't ever think I would have to use my first offender pass on some shit like this, never. But that's the least of my worries because now I have to find something else to do to make money, fast! I had about $800 on me when they got me, and the dipshit cop put it in evidence instead of personal property so I had to go through a lot of shit to get that money back, typing up an order, a motion, certificate of service to the D.A.'s office, etc. I also had to dip into my savings to pay my lawyer, which I never like doing.
To make matters worse, March was the last month on my apartment lease. One day in mid March I get home to a Dispossessory note on my door. After I got out of jail, which was only a day, my money was tied up w/ the jail/court, so my sister wrote me a check for my rent, I dropped it off. Didn't hear anything else about it until I see this Dispossessory note saying that I would be evicted on the 26th. My lease was up on the 31st. So I go down to the leasing office to talk to someone about it and I'm told that they don't accept "third-party checks", as well as them not being able to even find the check to return it. My sister had to put a freeze on her account. Long story short, I had to find a new apartment in a rush and move by the 26th. I love my new spot, but its $240 more a month and this is the wrong time for that kind of increase.
I hardly hustle anymore, even though I still have a clientèle. I'm just not motivated anymore. Discouraged as hell. Don't know which way to go. Who to turn to. I'm lost man.
I talked to an associate about starting a lawn service but the equipment for that runs a few grand. I have a great truck, my mama has a 14 ft. trailer that I can buy, but since I told him I'm broke he ain't been answering my calls. I might have to do it myself, but that means more upfront money.
Pressure busts pipes, and I'm pressed to go with what I know. Hustlin.
My nig even if you gotta ride out the savings and work at Kroger for a minute until you figure your next move, do it.
More to the point though, start up a business, ANY business that is legal and with a decent profit margin.
You a hustler, and its the only thing that will keep your mind focused and emotions motivated.
How the fuck all these Chinese and Nigerians and Mexicans come here with nothing, cant speak shit and still make it happen?
If they can, folk, you too can, my nig. Go out there and turn your life around!
And PRAY--and thank God for the extra chance to turn it all around.
When I got back upstairs to the room, the girls were already asleep, the stripper was dressed. I packed up the lights and the equipment, got their releases, and didn't say shit to anybody.
*******
My girlfriend cheated and dipped out to her Irish boyfriend, now husband, not too long after that. She met that dude on a chat board..
...probably when i was working.
Moral to this story? If two fine women EVER ask you to have a threesome in a hotel room...
YOU DO IT!
It's easier to apologize with flowers later than holding your dick with regret.
I CAN'T FUCKIN BREATHE!!! I THINK I'M ABOUT TO PASS OU