Watching my sister

When I was 14 I use to watch my sister (who was 17) through the keyhole of her bedroom her wardrobe had a mirror on the door so I had full view of the room she had a routine when she came home from school straight to her bedroom I'd have the mirrored door fixed so I could see everything she'd lock her door it was only 2 of us at home as my parents were at work I'd take up position at the key hole and watch her take her uniform off down to her bra and panties I was hard as I could be I think she knew I was watching she seemed to tease me take off her bra and walk around the room for a while then the panties would come off her lovely hairy pussy she'd lie on the bed and play with her pussy rubbing her clit sometimes she'd use the handle of her hairbrush and put it in to her pussy I'm outside the door stroking my cock wishing I was in there with my head buried between her legs eating her pussy this was a regular occurrence this was over 40yrs ago I still get hard when I think of her playing with her pussy

17 days ago

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    • Fuck you pedo! You will taste the power of Trans Cock! We will rape the incest out of you! Fuck your incest bull shit!

      One Time I was having Lunch at Burger King and then in comes a group of Midgets carrying their King who was wearing nothing but a Robe and the Burger King Crown, holding a Scepter and his Throne was a Toilet.

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    • One Time I was having Lunch at Burger King and then in comes a group of Midgets carrying their King who was wearing nothing but a Robe and the Burger King Crown, holding a Scepter and his Throne was a Toilet.

      The King was also barefoot and he had what looked like his underwear around his ankles and oh my god the moment this asshole came in I couldn't tell what smelled worse his feet or the shit he was taking in the restaurant as I can see everyone in the restaurant either laughing or groaning in disgust seeing a grown man sitting on the toilet in a restaurant wearing only a Crown, Robe, and his Underwear.

      Then King Feet got off his Porcelain Throne without wiping his own ass and pulled up his underwear; dear God help us if anyone saw his Penis. He then stuck his barefoot in the toilet and everyone in the restaurant was showing disgust as Burger King employees began yelling at King Feet and his Court Jesters to get the Hell out of Burger King as they were violating Health Violations.

      Then King Feet took his foot out of the Toilet and began to Smell His shit covered Fucking Feet in the middle of the damn restaurant as other diners were really getting sickened.

      Then the Midgets carried King Feet over to my Table and then King Feet snatched my Whopper, put his foot in my whopper and started sucking his toes on my whopper.

      I was so mad I hit King Feet with my Drink and took his scepter and whacked him and caused him too fall off his toilet throne smashing it to the ground leaving turds and broken toilet shards on the floor of Burger King as Burger King staff came to drag this half naked King out of Burger King.

      My day was officially Ruined but Ding Dong the Burger King is Dead.-=-

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    • I love watching my wife fuck she 17 in I'm 33 we fuck like hell she built like amber Lynn porn star her mommy all so good fuck she gives better head my wife wants be porn star but I love watching her fuck when she don't think I'm watchkng

    • Brandon the Gum Throwing Loser

      I was just minding my own business until Brandon a fucking dumbass that never does his class work and is always trying to piss me off because he's an attention seeker and as we were watching a movie in class and Brandon's disgusting ass chews pieces of gum, wads them in a ball and throws them at me.

      He threw three pieces of gum at me and as much as I try to ignore Brandon the attention seeking troll. He threw a piece of chewed gum in my hair and I was pissed off so I threw my book at him and then he throws a book at me and I charged at Brandon's dumbass and the fight was on.

      I threw punches at Brandon and he started hitting me back as Brandon's desk fell and hit the floor hard as I started punching and kicking Brandon in the head.

      As our teacher tried to sperate us I grabbed the garbage can and tossed the garbage on Brandon and threw the can at his head and spit in his face and that's what he deserves for throwing Gum at my hair that it took me all fucking morning to look nice for all of the girls at School where Brandon is a fucking Dumbass who flunked last year and has a very stupid looking face and is always doing dumbass shit just to get attention.

      I got a 10 Day Suspension and i'm grounded too for that fight and me and my friends planned on going on a trip this weekend and now I can't go because of Brandon's dumbass.

      Fuck you Brandon you fucking dumbass, just because your fat mama dropped you on your head when you was born doesn't mean you take your insecurities out on a guy like me with cool friends and is popular with the ladies.

      Fuck you Brandon you Fucking Loser.!!

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    • Quit molesting babies!

    • Then King Feet got off his Porcelain Throne without wiping his own ass and pulled up his underwear; dear God help us if anyone saw his Penis. He then stuck his barefoot in the toilet and everyone in the restaurant was showing disgust as Burger King employees began yelling at King Feet and his Court Jesters to get the Hell out of Burger King as they were violating Health Violations.

      I am so enraged that some fucktards are mad because the Snow White ride at Disneyland is sexual assault. Like did any of you miserable retards ever read or listen to snow white back in school, then again I don't think these fucktards learned anything in school because they showed outrage everytime they got F's on their report cards.

      Snow White would have died if it were not for True Love's first kiss but all of you woke unemployed, and refuse to work for a living because you are perfectly fine telling others how to do their job stupid bitches want to make it look like the prince tried to rape her. Obviously you stupid cunts need to have your brainless heads smashed with a sledgehammer.

      I'm so fucking fed up with SJWs bawwing over stupid shit like this, these people need to get a life, if your life is so miserable that you find shit to get offended over. You wonder why you are single and have no job how about you look in the mirror. Clearly these SJW fucktards never got belts taken to them growing up they instead had their phones taken away, which makes no difference because the people shouldn't be allowed to have phones or internet all because they want to find dumbass shit to get outraged over.

      Anyone who wants to start outrage should be exposed as a stupid fuck and have their heads smashed with a hammer and anyone offended by that deserves the same treatment

    • One Time I was having Lunch at Burger King and then in comes a group of Midgets carrying their King who was wearing nothing but a Robe and the Burger King Crown, holding a Scepter and his Throne was a Toilet.

      The King was also barefoot and he had what looked like his underwear around his ankles and oh my god the moment this asshole came in I couldn't tell what smelled worse his feet or the shit he was taking in the restaurant as I can see everyone in the restaurant either laughing or groaning in disgust seeing a grown man sitting on the toilet in a restaurant wearing only a Crown, Robe, and his Underwear.

      Then King Feet got off his Porcelain Throne without wiping his own ass and pulled up his underwear; dear God help us if anyone saw his Penis. He then stuck his barefoot in the toilet and everyone in the restaurant was showing disgust as Burger King employees began yelling at King Feet and his Court Jesters to get the Hell out of Burger King as they were violating Health Violations.

      Then King Feet took his foot out of the Toilet and began to Smell His shit covered Fucking Feet in the middle of the damn restaurant as other diners were really getting sickened.

      Then the Midgets carried King Feet over to my Table and then King Feet snatched my Whopper, put his foot in my whopper and started sucking his toes on my whopper.

      I was so mad I hit King Feet with my Drink and took his scepter and whacked him and caused him too fall off his toilet throne smashing it to the ground leaving turds and broken toilet shards on the floor of Burger King as Burger King staff came to drag this half naked King out of Burger King.

      My day was officially Ruined but Ding Dong the Burger King is Dead...-

    • I was having dinner at a Mexican Restaurant and while I was enjoying a round of Nachos and Margaritas and in comes a man in a Mariachi Suit holding a Guitar, however the man had a hardon and he appeared drunk and he began to sing very loudly exciting the other customers. 

Then he took out a bottle of Tequila and began to make his way towards the restroom and let’s not forget, the man's penis was visibly erect and here I was eating just to see a grown man with a big meaty penis. 

I swallowed my drool and followed him into the restroom. After about a half an hour of sucking this man and his antics in the restroom we returned from the restroom barefoot in our underwear. 

He then shoved his meatsword up my nasty asshole goes yet he’s still singing. 

Then he sits down at an empty table next to where I was sitting, he picks up his knife and starts to stab some children in the middle of the damn restaurant as I could hear everyone screaming in horror.

 Restaurant Employees were yelling at this gay child killer that he needs to leave the building because of his behavior but then he goes over to another table, and snatches little boy, puts his cock in his mouth, and RAPES HIS THROAT while his dick was covered in my shit.

 At that point I was so pissed off that I grabbed his penis out of the child and sucked him on the floor at which point the employees dragged his drunk, half naked ass out of the restaurant. 

It’s a shame that my night was not prolonged with more antics of a drunk barefoot titan, seriously I hope this God gets some more rape action with my dirty anus, people please drink constantly and hopefully my Mariachi friend will rape you and your children.

    • Natural curiosity

    • No just another bull shit story.

    • This story is a 100% true believe what ye like I know it's true

    • No it is 100% fake.

    • Another dick Head

    • And you are a 100% fat old cow cunt! Haven't you killed yourself yet?

    • Dick head

    • Ohhhh poor widdle cow cunt! Are you gonna cry while you post another "Brandon Gum Thrower Burger King" post? Yep! Crying! waaaaaaaa

    • You think what you say upsets me far from it dick head hahahhahaha

    • For a woman you sure are proud and brave!

    • Wanker

    • Me wanking, that's what you go to? That's what you think about? You diddle your clit thinking about me stroking my male member? Ewww

    • What makes you think I'm a woman I bet your thinking about playing with my cock wouldn't you love it hahahahaha you'd love the taste of my cum

    • You're a man who thinks "she's" a woman and you dress like Minnie Pearl while you put a banana in your rectum pretending you're being raped by Harry Belafonte while you snort meth and look at pictures of willowy young men and your "clit" is a cashew that you hot-glued to your body. It's a sad life but I guess you're special to your mother!

    • Your a twisted man I feel sorry for you

    • You're a widdle baby awww is your diaper full of poopie? Is it giving you a rash? Poor widdle baby! Baby get special time in the bathtub! Baby get held under water! Gurgle gurgle! Now we wrap widdle baby in newspapers and throw widdle baby off bridge into river! Ha ha ha have fun in heaven with Jesus widdle baby!

    • Quit killing kids!

    • Another keyhole bull shit story. Key holes that always line up just perfect and see through key holes haven't been used since 1940 when the new tumbler lock was made for house locks.

    • When I was a kid instead of keyholes, we just used our X-Ray glasses that we ordered from an ad in a magazine for $2.99. We could see thru walls with those babies !.....LMAO.

    • I remember them, they worked great! LOL

    • Where i live there's key holes in every door

    • Where you live? Fantasy land?

    • Are you fucking retarded? Believe it or not, there are plenty of places—at least here in America—that have houses built before WWII. In fact where I live most of the houses are from the 1920s. The fact that you live in some dystopian Soviet bloc where everything was built in the 1970s is YOUR fucking problem.

    • And are so stupid that when you look through a keyhole lock you only see a tiny area of the room. That means the chance of you seeing anything other than the wall is very slim.
      Ps my house was built in 2006 to my wife and my specs. Those old rat traps should be torn down. But then poor trash like you would have no where to live.

    • If your house was built to your wife’s spec, that would make it a whorehouse.

    • If the person is standing right next to the key hole, you see very little, just that inch or two of skin immediately adjacent to the keyhole...but...if the person is across the room, you can see most, if not all, of their body.

      A lot of these stories ARE fake, a lit are true, many are a combination of truth and fantasy - who cares?!

    • No you won't see a lot more across the room because you are looking thru 2 holes and that narrows the light reaching your eyes. Go take a TP tube and look thru it and maybe you will learn something. As I said the person has to be in the view of the key hole and that don't happen often.

    • You're a fuckin jagweed who lives in some modern place because when I look through the keyhole into the room next door I see the whole fuckin room. So eat a dick

    • You lie a lot too! Just like your story.

    • Quit strangling toddlers!!!

    • Well I didn't write the story, but if I did, it would be about how I took pity on a neurotic ladyboy/chronic masturbator shut-in who gets all worked up writing about how they understand keyholes because his 2006 house is so veh-wee veh-wee special and when he tried to hang himself from the crossbeam it broke because he can't design for shit, the poor thing!

    • When I was 14, my dad divorced my mom and married a woman half his age. She was nice looking and I understand why he married her. He or I neither one got along with my mom. I obviously moved in with him and his new wife. She wanted so badly to impress me that she was willing to do almost anything. I acted like a typical 14 year old prick, giving her a hard time. It was summer and I had just came home from a friends house. My dad was at work and his wife was in the bathroom. I was trying to tell her I was leaving to go back to my friends house, but I couldn't here her through the door. So being the little asshole I was, I opened the door and walked right in. She had just turned off the shower so I could hear her better, and stepped out naked. I really expected her to be in the shower behind the frosted door. I didn't know what to say, and neither did she. I just stood there looking at her naked body. I finally said I was leaving and walked out. I stopped being such a prick that day and we started getting along.

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