Am I Perverted ?!

   When you turn 50 and start wearing diapers, then ask yourself these questions .. It's too early for you .... Otherwise you are not perverted, but just a masochist, with whom, who - whatever he wants he can do .. on any time and in any way ... apparently your relatives have brainwashed and you did not have a normal childhood .. sorry ....

   Rather, from the tales you look like some debauched masturbator to me, but let's say you're a woman ... Why do you even think of these questions? You report to someone about your sex life and you wonder if you will present yourself well to him? "Perverted" or not - if you're both fine and no one is suffering from it, I don't see any problem. For example, the relationship between a sadist and a masochist may seem disturbing (or vice versa), because one of the two may be seriously injured, but I see absolutely no reason for concern in you ...

   No, are you crazy? You have a good sex life, you realize your fantasies, you get to know your sexuality and if you have a regular partner, I don't see anything wrong. Those who kiss are more perverted to me, but it is disgusting and humiliating for them to do French. And this is given that there are as many bacteria in the oral cavity as anywhere else in our body. But they know ...

   Why do you think nonsense? You have a man with whom you get along well sexually and you are both satisfied. What more do you need? It's simple. You try something new and if you like it, you can practice more, and if you don't like it at all - you don't repeat. Everyone has boundaries and preferences. For some, French love is disgusting, and for others it is the obligatory beginning of sex. I'm one of the latter and I never thought it was perverted, it seems normal to me. On the other hand, I would not have sex in the toilet of a disco, while for some it is a regular practice. Everyone decides. There is a reason to call intimate life intimate. It would be very foolish to suddenly hurt your husband, because somewhere someone wrote that everything you like is perverted. Let it be perverted ... you sleep with one, not the whole city. You are happy with this one, happy- I don't see a problem. You may be perverted by some people, but once you find a man with the same preferences, you hit 6 in the lottery and you don't have to look for problems.

   The first critic with diapers and pushing! Did you start pushing yourself, you know? Envious! Since when do I look for a woman like TV! To do everything with pleasure, desire and passion? Thanks! Calm down, you're not crazy. You are a sorceress!

   Have fun and don't think about it! The net is full of boring people who spend all day spreading wisdom on the common people. No, anal sex is not bad at all, but not bad at all! You just need a little more preparation! French love is great. A finger massage of a woman's prostate is a super arousing thing. Have fun and enjoy life: * M40

   You are perverted, and very much so. Also super dumb as those with the same understandings. F, 22

   Of course not! And if you both like it and no one forces the other to do something, what do people have to do with your relationship? What is happening between me and my partner is just our job and I do not think that anyone has the right to discuss it. Do you like it? Yes? Then what do you care what we, the neighbor or someone else think?

   I understand you. My husband and I are more conservative, except for anal sex. We started with boyfriends, and we practice it more often than normal (who can say how normal it is), because I like it. As for the haters, I will say that I am 48 years old (my husband is 47) and I do not have any problems with the anus. I don't even think I have. My muscle is very strong. I'm training him :-)

   Honestly - YOU ARE DISTURBED! But not because you do all this, because you only do it with your husband and probably he with you. Maybe ... I was like that for about two years, I gave it my all and he gave it to me. That's how I believed myself. But I accidentally found out that he passed it on to others. Once I fucked a lot, we were in front of mothers. We could not enter, we decided to wait for them. I started to provoke him and brought him to readiness. He hesitated, but decided and fucked me right. He had his back to the street, but I could see the street, I was leaning against the wall. Several people passed by, two girls who showed me a raised thumb and one, about twenty years old, who passed almost to my husband and said: - Great! If only I could get involved. My beloved husband did not get annoyed, but said: - Me, come on. Come on! I was so excited that I didn't understand things at all. My husband kept fucking me and said: "We don't have a key to ours, are we going to fuck her here?" I didn't turn it on yet, but I heard him say, "In us." I live against yours. My husband grabbed me tighter and said to the other, "Go ahead and open." He carried me after him. We entered them. He undressed me naked until he felt it. Not that I had who knows how many clothes. A skirt and a naked blouse. He pulled everything through my head as it was inside me. We moved as if we were "stuck" on a dull kitchen chair. I had a crazy passion and said, "Just without stopping." I don't know what he understood, he carried me around the room and he asked: - Can I on the carpet? "Maybe," he replied. He lay down on the carpet and put me on top of him. He had punched me well and I didn't feel anything else. At one point I lay down on myself, it was nice and I was still not clear where we were, why and what exactly was happening. At that moment, I felt movement behind me and felt something come in from behind me. I was surprised, but it was terribly nice. Then I realized that there were two in me. The pleasure was great, indescribable. Orgasm after orgasm. Like the waves. Not long after, my husband asked me: - Do you prefer in the mouth? - Yes, why do you ask, you know? "I meant him." I turned on, don't think about it and answered: - Yes! On shifts. Something happened that I just fantasized about. But I never thought I would. After this incident, I realized that my husband did all this and everything we fantasized about with this man and his sister. Notice, not his wife, but his sister, he was still a bachelor. I had seen him before the incident, but neither a good day nor a look. Maybe I've met him two or three times. It had been a long time since the incident. Neither I nor my husband mentioned anything, as if it weren't. Until one day I found an envelope with a wedding invitation in the mail. I didn't remember knowing the newlyweds and decided they were familiar to my husband. It turned out that this was our neighbor, the one with whom they did not change then. I didn't know whether to enjoy the invitation or not. I often thought about the incident and imagined how they would fix me, but I never started a conversation. On the other hand, my husband is very happy with the invitation. On the day of the wedding, in the hall, I realized that my bride and husband know each other well. In the restaurant he was sitting across from me, she across from my husband. Romeo's neighbor and mine exchanged vague hints. I didn't understand anything. At one point they moved somewhere. I allowed myself to ask the bride if she understood what they were saying. He has a contagious smile, and so did I. Then he said to me, "You know they're sex maniacs." They talk about who will do it with whom. They are cool! And now they are a little exhausted, apparently they are completely without restraint. I guessed. My husband does not like alcohol, but he drank a "Bourbon" and two beers, which for him is equal to 5 liters of brandy. I was also impressed by the phrase - "who, how and with whom", what exactly they meant. Apparently she knew him well. The wedding was very nice. And the food and the people, the dancing, everything was wonderful. Even before we sat down at the table, I put my husband in the toilet to fuck me. We did it several times by the end of the day. I even drank a Bourbon and me. Although in five sips in five hours. Like after every sip, I took a whistle. Something was happening to me, I was in a hurry or something, but I was constantly having sex. I wanted to drag him to the toilet again, but I didn't see him anywhere. Then Romeo and his sister noticed me and asked what was going on. Said, that I'm looking for my partner. Romeo looked at me and asked, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?" - Yes. But I don't see it. Romeo's sister said, "He may be busy." My brother, go with her. Romeo led me, there was no way I could refuse, and I didn't think about it. We both went to the bathroom, he opened the wheelchair door and we went in there. As I entered, I lifted the hem of my dress, I didn't have to. He fucked him directly. So about half an hour later, when there was a knock on the door and I heard my husband's voice: - Open, we are. I opened it. My husband and bride quickly slipped in. My husband said to Romeo, "Nothing happened there." Lots of staff. Romeo kept fucking me and said, "It's just us." Clearly, they were looking for a place to fuck. My husband crashed into the bride. She turned out to be louder than me. I was worried they wouldn't hear us. But I honestly didn't care, even if they catch us. Somehow emancipation suddenly took hold of me. I understood something in it at a very important moment for me and my family. That I love my husband madly and will never abandon him. That I need variety as well. That in the end it gives great pleasure to both of us. Besides, the sex between the two of us became even wilder, passionate, passionate. This fills us with positive energy. We often meet with Romeo, his wife and sister. His wife is very cute. He wants to fuck his father. Time will tell if she succeeded. Where is the perversion? the sex between the two of us became even wilder, passionate, passionate. This fills us with positive energy. We often meet with Romeo, his wife and sister. His wife is very cute. He wants to fuck his father. Time will tell if she succeeded. Where is the perversion? the sex between the two of us became even wilder, passionate, passionate. This fills us with positive energy. We often meet with Romeo, his wife and sister. His wife is very cute. He wants to fuck his father. Time will tell if she succeeded. Where is the perversion?

   You are every man's dream. Everything that happens in bed, between a man and a woman, is normal. Unfortunately, after a few years of living together, in many cases, the passion decreases and sex begins to become more boring - commission and spoons, as 69 completely disappears. At least that's what happened in my case. Before we get married - fountain whistles. One or two years after the wedding, they decreased significantly. Then only for the birthday and Christmas and at the end, they stopped completely. Some men, if they do not find something in the marriage bed, will look for it in another woman. So women, do not be lazy, but be more diligent and do not neglect the quality of sex.

   I wish my wife was like you! I envy your husband, he is very lucky! Keep going, and don't pay any attention to those who are covered here.

   №16 You have a sick imagination, like a 14-year-old pimply checker! Honestly! You were born a politician. He wrote 200 lines and at the end said nothing.

   And if the man does not comply with the wishes of his wife and wants to make her a rag, he will be kicked immediately. Either you will respect your women or you will be alone! Point! What blowjobs, what anal sex with the woman you claim to love ??? How could you do this to someone you have feelings for? In fact, you men love only perversions, not your wives. As you go outside, stay there, you damn male whores. You will die in loneliness because of your whore.

   And stop writing comments on your own, old author. It can be seen.

   I think it's a perversion to ask yourself this question, author. I read your post three times to find out what it is about, because for me there is nothing in bed that is "perverted" if they both like it. My husband is hyper sexual and like any intelligent man - a man with a lot of imagination. We do not have a single sexual practice that is "forbidden". Sex is extremely important in our relationship and we accept it as a way to realize our most intimate fantasies. We know our anatomy in detail and continue to explore it, constantly discovering new ways of pleasure, this is an endless journey into the erotic world of the other. Number 20 is very funny, but I guess he's just kidding.

   You have nothing, I dream of a wife and wife like you! The thinking of number 20 is abnormal in this case! How could you think about blowjobs and anal sex with the woman you love? I was dating a girl I didn't like. She was very tense, but I avoided her and didn't want her at all. She just wasn't attracted to me in any way. that she was unhappy about it and I decided to give her a chance and I was alone for a long time. She really wanted to have sex and I didn't even like to hug her. Before going to bed I had to take Viagra so I could do it with her She offered everything and she was ready for anything, and I preferred to hit myself with a hand instead of being with her. Well, after that I happened to be with a girl we wanted a lot with. We did everything with her. We didn't bargain: - Let me put it in your ass ... and a topic like that. Everything happened.