Yes indeed no nudity but you can find all the discriminatory and hate speech you want!

But wait, the icing on the cake…

…really? Do i need even say anything.

“Heeelp me…” I spotted her as I walked out of the club. She was tall, but not too tall- 5’10 perhaps, but it was hard to tell. She was entirely bent over, the top of her body disappearing into the big green dumpster in the alleyway. The hinged lid rested on her back, giving the odd appearance that the dumpster was trying to consume her. She swayed and shook as she struggled in her three inch heels, leading me to believe that this girl was heavily intoxicated. Although at first I was disgusted by the sight and turned to leave, the glimmering sequins of her red dress against the flickering neon lights of the club caught my eye. I walked over quietly.

 “Uh you here to say me?” Her slurring voice was muffled by her metal prison, lost still by the booming base of the club nearby. I could see now what the problem was: her hair was caught in the hinge of the dumpster lid- it must have shut while she was going through its contents. What she was looking for, I’ll never know, and honestly could care less. All I could think about right now was how far her dress was riding up her ass in this position. I could feel my dick getting hard in my slacks. Her ass was perfectly round and completely disproportional to her waist. Although I couldn’t see her breasts, I could only assume that she had the perfect hourglass figure. My swelling dick was begging for attention, so I began to rub it. I even zipped my fly to release a bit of the tension.

Sometimes in life, a man is given a choice- he can either act in a way that compliments his upbringing, or he can do whatever the fuck he wants. Stepping closer, I pulled up her dress slowly, revealing a torn, soaking wet thong. I was clearly not the first person to find this drunken slut here tonight. Even so, her unassuming tone led me to believe that she probably didn’t even remember the last guy who came across and fucked her little pussy. Blacking out can do that to a girl.

“At least she’s warmed up already,” I thought to myself.  I find fucking women when they haven’t been properly prepped can be difficult and uncomfortable at first. Although I can definitely get off on forcing myself into a dry, unwilling pussy, I was grateful for the ease in my workload tonight. At least this girl I knew I’d be able to fuck and leave quickly without anyone really noticing. Not that they would care anyway. I ripped off the rest of her filthy panties and admired her dripping cunt.

“What uh you doin mister?” she began to protest.

“I’m going to give you exactly what you fucking deserve, you dumb slut.” I grabbed her hips and shoved my cock hard all the way into her pussy. She jumped up in surprise, banging her head on the metal lid of the dumpster.

She was soaking wet and tight- the last guy clearly did not fuck her long enough to do any real damage. But I was taking long, powerful strokes. Slamming my pelvis into her ass with each time I pulled out, I embraced the sound of her muffled grunts under the dumpster lid. While I fucked her into sobriety, I admired her tight little asshole. Licking my middle finger, I probed her, bringing a hiccupped yelp from the dumpster. I could feel her anal muscles clenching around my finger as I made it in all the way and began to rhythmically pulsate it inside of her anus. This really made her protest. Screams erupted from inside the heap of trash as she began to struggle, wriggling against the cold metal and tugging her hair futilely against the hinge.  I lay on the lid just in case, squishing her belly while I kept violently fucking her pussy and sodomizing her asshole.

When the screams returned to grunts, I decided it was time to pull out my finger. So I did, all in one quick motion. There’s that lovely scream- my cock jumped inside of her with pleasure.

“Aren’t we just having all kinds of fun? Why don’t you give yourself a little taste?” I lifted my body up off of the lid and snaked my arm into the dumpster. It was hot, and the movement itself kicked up a putrid smell. Clambering for her face, I found it, immediately shoving my middle finger into her open mouth so she could taste her asshole. I pulled my finger roughly against the inside of her cheek, wiping it clean.

The soft sensation of her wet mouth against my finger really started to bring me over the edge: I knew I was close. But there was no way I was going to leave any evidence behind after I walked away. Feeling into my back pocket, I pulled out my trusty penknife and quickly opened it. Reaching back under the dumpster, I began to cut her hair out of the hinge. Not all heros wear capes, I know.

The second she was free, the girl pulled out of the dumpster, standing up almost as tall as me in her heels. Clearly experiencing a false sense of sobriety, she attempted to push me off of her from behind, but instead fell over onto the cold asphalt. Precum leaked out of her pussy as she lay there, sobbing. Not one to waste time, I grabbed her mangled hair and forced her to her knees.

“Open wide, you piece of trash slut. It’s time to give your savior a bit of a reward.” She opened her mouth to say something-perhaps in protest- and I immediately pushed my cock down into her throat to the hilt, embracing the feeling of her tongue against my balls. There was no going back now- I felt the deep feeling in my brain overcome all worldly thoughts as my balls tightened and my cock became rock hard. I held her in place as she gagged on my cock, choking on the thick shaft. I used her to masturbate my dick, never letting her pull back more than an inch. I knew by now that she was on the verge of passing out. Good. I let out a strained grunt as I finally released my load inside of her. I felt the cum fill up her throat, injecting my hot sperm into her stomach as she went limp.

Letting her go, I watched her body fall onto the ground like a ragdoll. What a night! But why should I have all the fun? Grabbing her by the hair, I lifted her back up to the dumpster. Carefully, I pulled her hair back through the hinge of the lid, shutting it firmly onto her back. As I walked back to the street, I could hear a subtle sound coming from the bin, punctuated with soft sobs.

“Noooo… noooo…. noooo…”

The man-on-top sex positions are very good for couples who are trying to have a baby, because penetration can be very deep. If the woman’s legs are held on the man’s shoulders her knees and thighs are drawn right back, sperm can be deposited deep in the vagina – at the neck of the womb. This provides the best chance of conception occurring.

As he brings her knees nearer to her chest during this position, the penis goes in deeper. The woman can find just the right angle to give her the best sensations – perhaps as her man stimulates her cervix with the tip of his penis. If, at the same time, she ‘milks’ her partner’s penis by contracting and relaxing her pelvic muscles, this can be extremely exciting for him.

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