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I once went to a party with two girls and when i got there. The room was filled with loud music and Marijuana smoke. I smoke in the bathroom and got high as fuck. I was already drunk before i arrived. I walked into the room and all the mens eyes were on me. I proceeded to give them all lap dances. I could feel these men becoming horny as i danced. I wasnt wearing any panties. So im sure the scent of my pussy made them even more excited. After about 30 minutes of lap dancing my friend walked with me to the bathroom she left out and 3 men came in with their dicks out and hard. I was so horny i let them fuck me. When they finished nutting in me. 3 more came in and busted there semen in me. I was so turned on. I could have gotten fucked all night. My pussy was sooooo wet. More men came in to use my nut infused cunt. I was having the time of my life. Then this one guy had a huge dick. It had to be 12 inches long and 3 inches wide. He looked like he was holding a snake. He came in pushed me down and slid his big thick dick into my hot wet cunt. He pumped into me and i came so hard. I wanted another round with him. But he was done with me. Then more and more men poured into the bathroom to shoot their loads in me. I later found out that one of the girls i came with was selling my pussy.
I’m DEADPOOL. That’s right, I’m the real Deadpool. No I’m not crazy. I’ll leave a secret code that only those who really know me could figure it out. WMHRSNSCARDCESCAECKAGCFLFWAHACLJ. Only the few who really know me could decipher that.
I started making up characters as a kid. Deadpool started in the 70’s. That’s right. Your getting the real origin of Deadpool.
I had some old comics. In one of them the Shadow fought a Ninja dressed in Red on a sub. My favorites were Cap & the Avengers, & Batman. But I liked this red ninja. So I made me as a super hero named “Red Ninja” when I was really little. In time the character got a much better name.
Over time he got cooler names. I won’t tell you his real name. My real character he became in my 20’s is very similar to Deadpool. I like mine better.
When I nearly died recently I destroyed all my 1,000’s of characters & their back stories. Old drawings. I’d hoped to one day draw my own comics, or let my children. But I’m near death so it’s not going to happen. No one wanted them. So I shredded them. I had to move into a tiny place. I had some way cool stuff though.
Starting in the early to mid 80’s I sent some of my worst characters & some ideas to Marvel Comics. I was going to use the good ones for my own comics. I’m pretty sure I saw one of my characters vaguely in a comic. Very vaguely. Either way I got some No Prizes. Empty envelops. The first one I wrote & said I didn’t get a prize. The prize was no prize, an empty envelope. You just give them ideas for characters; stories. But it becomes their property. You give it away.
Well; somewhere around 1990 or so; while in college, I decided to send Marvel one of my mediocre characters. I kept the best to myself. I was offered an art scholarship, but pursued other stuff.
Please realize I “gave” them the character. Just a rough idea. I did not give them my real character. I honestly don’t even remember what all I wrote in the letter.
In no way am I claiming anything beyond a rough idea. They apparently took a vague idea & made something cool out of it. So the character is completely theirs. I merely gave them a seed to plant & grow. Im not even certain they used my idea. The visual; mannerisms, & name make me convinced they did. Either way; I gave it away for fun, so who cares.
Around this time I was still collecting comics; but I stopped. That’s why I mailed this to them. My life was fixing to change dramatically. No more time for childish things. No more collecting comics. So since I doubted I’d ever pursue my comic ideas; I gave Deadpool (not my characters real name) away as a joke. I wanted to see if “I” could live on in the comic books, in case I died on a battle field. I loved Marvel. If they thought him/me worthy of being a super hero/villain, then it would mean my much better characters would be cool if I ever made my own comics. I had 100’s better than Deadpool.
Well I forgot all about it. No more kids stuff for me. My kids got into all the super hero stuff many years later. One day my daughter said dad. You have got to watch this movie called “Deadpool”. He’s just like you. I scratched my head. Realize my character has a different name. But I’m pretty sure I called the alternate less fleshed out version of red ninja; the bad “punisher” like pretend version of me, “Deadpool”. The one I mailed Marvel.
She said he’s just like you. The guy who plays him looks a lot like you (not really. But I am attractive. And I married a beautiful woman). He talks endless trash. Is always trying to be funny. Uses two swords and guns at once. Wears a red ninja outfit. Never shuts up. Cusses. Can do all that ninja gymnastics stuff like you. He’s you. Huh? That did sound like me.
So I watched the movie; remembered sending the idea to Marvel, & laughed my butt off. She asked what was funny. I said that is me. That’s really me as a super hero. I mailed that idea to Marvel before I married your mom way back in college. I didn’t know they made it into a super hero. Of course she didn’t believe me.
Now let’s be clear. I’m not taking credit for the character or anything. I can’t even remember what I mailed them. I had been drawing characters since age 7 or so. Red Ninja had been me since the 70’s.
I was finally giving up buying & collecting comics. No more drawing & expanding characters. I was putting all of that away & growing up. Time to leave college & start life. I never thought of that stuff again till she made me watch the movie. She was right though; that was me, especially back in the late 80’s & early 90’s.
I won’t bore you with the whole story & details. Nor can I remember what all I actually even mailed them. But either way; I gave it to them. Looks like they used it. I was hoping someone would turn it into a character. That if I died I’d still be alive in a sense as a super hero. Just a private joke. So in my mind anyways; I pulled one on Marvel, got them to turn me into a super hero of sorts.
So since I have no clue what I mailed them I’ll show why my daughter saw the similarities. She had seen me training with two swords at once. And two knives. She’d seen me throw weapons & shoot guns with both hands. I’m an expert marksman with near any weapon, with both hands.
I do know martial arts. I have easily beaten multiple black belts with my mixed fighting style in training. I have extremely fast reflexes. Makes me really hard to fight. When I sent it in I had finally managed to slim my muscular body down from 275 lbs to under 250. To para jump or slide down ropes out of copters you must weigh under 250. I was so lean and low fat I had cuts & veins everywhere. I thought Deadpool having healing powers like Wolverine would be great. Instead of claws he’d use two swords & pistols like me. He’d have my agility; athletic ability; super strength (I was a power lifter). Only magnified for comics of course. I’m the lame real life version.
I was very conceited about my appearance & abilities. I talked endless trash. Cussed none stop. I never shut up. I still have a constant smile. I try to be funny and constantly try to make people smile & laugh. A crowd once watched me fight several men. They say I was turning flips. Doing crazy moves. Like Deadpool. And the whole time I was telling jokes and talking trash. That’s true. Like Deadpool.
I used to run track. I could nearly touch the top of a basketball backboard. Great at long jumping.
I was being trained by an ex special forces relative & was intending to join the military soon, which is why I mailed off the idea for Deadpool to Marvel. Letting go of my childish ways. Would be no more time for that. After I mailed it off o bought no more comics. Drew no more characters. I was done.
I had a relative of sorts who used to work with me some. He was impressed by my marksmanship. He had been a soldier & then soldier for hire. Mercenary. I was a great marksman so he thought I should try that after the military.
Well in high school & college I found myself living in this high crime gang controlled inner city. At night it was a war zone. Cops were afraid to come in there at night. So if you got caught up in something you were on your on. Like the fight I just talked about.
Starting as a little kid I used to fight to protect others. I slowly learned to mostly be quiet & passive in school. Until I moved into the gang area. Sometimes I’d fight to protect others. But not in front of teachers. At school I had fought to protect any weak loner. I don’t care what color you are. Religion. Gay. I would protect anyone. In my eyes we are all the same.
Well; those of you who work & goto school full time know, your rarely home. At night I’d wake up to gang activity. Screaming. Gun fire. Fights. People buying & selling drugs. Drug dealers are the root problem in these neighborhoods.
I’ve fought and been chased by gangs in high school. Been shot at just for walking home. Kids on those streets know what I’m talking about. I learned to mind my own business. But a few times I had to go out into the dark night. Batman.
Ninja movies were getting popular. I always trained with two knives & pistols at this time. So now I added two ninja swords.
So around the time I sent this to Marvel I’d snuck out at night & stopped a few crimes when I heard screaming. Usually only for a woman or child. Not dressed as a ninja. I’m the real guy.
I’ll give one example. I heard a woman yelling for help. I went running out. A very large man was trying to attack her with an ax handle. Trying to break thru her window. She was protecting her child. So I fought & disarmed him. Made him run away. Then I had to talk to the cops. Witnesses confirmed my story & I got off. People would watch. But not interfere. I’m lucky people liked me enough to speak up for me a couple of times. Had it been gangs they probably would not have. No one calls the cops on drug dealing gangs. They will do drive byes & stuff. Unlike Deadpool, I can’t magically heal.
I only did these things a few times. Real life isn’t a movie. But my friends had saw me in action. My wife had told my kids those stories & about the time she watched me fight & save another woman. And of course talk to the cops yet again.
In real life once you save the day; you then get to talk to cops; teachers, bosses. You get kicked out of school; paddled; almost arrested; fired. Real life isn’t a movie.
So Deadpool wasn’t really me. He was like an alter me. A bad version of me. He would go off into the military for special forces like I was planning. Be a Merc like I was contemplating. But he’d be half nuts. He’d decide to take out drug dealers and criminals to stop crime at the source. You know that voice in your head that you ignore. Hey go do this. You know better from listening to that voice as a kid. Don’t listen to that crazy voice.
That is the real problem in these neighborhoods. Drugs fuel the gangs. Addiction destroys people. Gangs strike fear in neighborhoods. Everyone is afraid to call or speak to cops. Cops are afraid to come there at night. They arrive way too late & in large numbers. By the time they do it’s usually too late.
So the goofy one in the movies does act a lot like me. Obvi I’m no nutt super hero. I’m the real guy. I based the character off me. I like what they did with it. Totally different from me. As I said; I mailed in a very vague idea. They appear to have developed it into something cool. But I can’t take credit for any of that. But the behavior & general description are so much like me that my daughter realized it when she watched the movie. They’ve all seen me get right up in the face of would be tough guys and talk trash; joke, & cuss just like Deadpool. They’ve seen me lift up very heavy weight. Shoot two pistols at once. Train with two swords. On & on. I have that endless grin on my face. Im the real Deadpool.
So where did the name Deadpool come from? As a child I was an amazing marksman. I never missed. Some vets nicknamed me Eagle eye & Deadeye. I liked Clint Eastwood. So I called the bad; drug dealer pretend version of me Deadpool. Pretty sure I sent that name in with the idea. But it’s not important.
There was a real Hollywood game. People tried to predict who would die. Then bet money (a pool). So this Deadpool version of me would instead pick which deadly criminals should die. He’d take their drug dealing money. That would be his income. His “pool” of money. Plus; Eastwood had a movie out around that time, “the Deadpool”. I think I was watching it on VHS when I wrote the letter.
Clint Eastwood played a vigilante in Dirty Harry movies. I preferred the spaghetti westerns.
So since I don’t think I’ll be alive much longer I thought I’d secretly confess that I’m convinced I’m the basis for Deadpool. I don’t care if anyone believes me. I did specifically tell them they could have the idea. I did ask them to turn it into a character for Marvel comics. I didn’t send them the real character. He was much more complex and pure. Instead I sent them something I thought people would want to watch & read. This was in the rap anti establishment days. No one liked Cap anymore. I’m a whole lot more like Cap. But no kidding. As I type this there are ninja swords hanging above my bed. There are two pistols on a nightstand by two knives. As I said; Im the real Deadpool. Well; sort of.
What do I look like? Well I’m very sick now. But I’m very lean. Weigh about 255. Very muscular. I was born with blond hair & blue eyes. People say I’m attractive. And I act “a lot” like the character in the movie still to this day. That’s why when my kids first saw the first Deadpool movie they ran in there saying dad, your in a movie, you’ve got to come see this. And yes; I am really that cocky. I’m convinced no one can beat me. I did learn to shut up at times. But I talk endless crap. I crack endless jokes. I never shut up. I have a crap eating grin non stop. I did not go into the special forces for a very good reason. Nor did I become a mercenary. I’m afraid the real me isn’t overly impressive.
I am no kidding wearing a shirt that’s blue with stars on the top. Alternating red and white vertical stripes on the bottom. I just realized that when I looked down. My kids had them made for me I guess. They look like one offs.
OK kids of mine. There it is. Let’s see if you can figure out my code. No one else ever will. I’ll give one of you a clue. See if you can surf the web and find this. Decipher the code. Prove I wrote it. You asked me to tell someone I invented Deadpool. That would be wrong. You can’t give something away. Ask someone to make something of it. Then try to take credit. So here it is. No name or proof. But my admission. One more joke. If you find this and read this have a good life. Now you know where I got the idea. From an old The Shadow comic I owned. Why did I like the red ninja? He was better than the shadow. That’s why when I sent the character to Marvel. Instead of sending them the real character that red ninja became; which I will not reveal here, I gave them a meaner version. A “Punisher” like version. A soldier for hire who didn’t just cross the line; he became a criminal of sorts. Much like Wolverine was in a comic or two. Dark. The opposite of me. Like alternate Superman.
I am very proud of you that you saw me in the way Deadpool acted. You even pointed out how I used to pull your legs & claim I could block bullets with my swords. That’s obvi a lie. But I’m still pretty good for a real person.
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I want to watch my girlfriend fuck other guys and I want her to show me the mess in her pussy.
Once on holiday in Spain, my friend and I were on the beach when a group of five boys sat next to us to make contact. I was horny and started fiddling with one of them. After some flirting I started French kissng him. I was topless with small bottoms and let him kiss my nipples.
When he was rubbing my inner thigh, I directed his hand between my legs. My friend wasn't in for it with one of the other guys, so they only could look at their lucky friend. When evening started to drop in, my friend wanted to leave, but I said I would stay a little longer.
It was getting empty at the beach and there was a clear perimeter around me and the 5 boys. I took it up a notch and put my hand in his shorts at started rubbing his hard one. He shifted my bottoms and started fingering me. The others could look straight between my legs how their friend's fingers played my pussy.
Horny as hell, I took down his shorts and led his penis to my pussy. He laid over me and entered me, taking not too long to unload inside me. When he rolled over, I could see the mixture of horniness, jealousy and a little embarressement on the other boys' faces.
Still horny, I asked the one closed to me to come over. I pulled him over me and while we started French kissing my hands opened his shorts and he fucked me straight away. Repeated the operation 3 more times so all boys could unload.
I put on my pareo and top and left, never seeing those boys again. When I arrived in our appartment, I dropped my pareo and walked to my friend on the balcony in my bikini. My bottoms were soaked with sperm and my friend noticed it. She looked up at me and I smiled slutty.
She asked me "Did you even go to his room or did you just let him fill you on the beach". I admitted to having sex at the beach and it didn't surpise her too much. She left it there not asking any further questions. I never told her I had all the boys have their way with me.
It was a big party night and I was running late, got to a friends bash around 11pm. All the guys were taking turns with this girl they had in a bedroom upstairs. She was really drunk and half passed out. She was letting any guy do anything to her they wanted. They said she'd gotten so out of it around 10 and had been getting fucked ever since. They pushed me up the stairs, I figure I was probably going to be the 8th guy and who knows how many times the other 8 had fucked her. She was passed out when I got into the dark room, by the light of my phone I saw the messy pussy but wanted some sex anyway. I plunged into her and she roused a little, but just grunts really, all the guys came in the room and turned on the light as I was cumming. I just shot a load up my own sisters cunt. She is a year older than me and I just fucked her.
I gradually got my fat wife to start letting me spank her. She liked it at first, usually ending up with her having ruby red ass and my cock slamming into her backdoor. She likes butt sex and can even cum from it. Then I got to where I didn't want to stop. I usually spank her with a paddle now, or sometimes my belt, leaving welts on her back, her big fat tits, her back, her thighs and even across her lower belly and pussy. She cries and I fuck her anyway I want.
I can't help it now, I really like hurting her. She was always proud that she was the only married woman we know that can say her husband is the only cock she's ever had. I'm arranging a gangbang and don't care if she agrees or not, she's going to get 15 cocks besides mine in her cunt and mouth. Then I'm going to whip and spank her for being a slut. That is happening tomorrow night and she knows it, and there is nothing she can do about. She's about to go from nicey little wifey, to gangbanged slut. Just like the girls in high school she used to look down on.
I fantasize constantly of my wife taking 4 to 6 cocks at a time it turns me on so much more so because she wants it I love that she's a filthy slut willing to take so much cock lately I think of her taking BBC being punished
My first time having sex was with a woman much older, I was early teens. She was married and her husband watched her with other guys. He set up many gangbangs for her usually all men their age (mid 30's). They let me come in at the end of one of her gangbangs, in a motel room, after everyone had left and it was just the two of them, I guess because of my being underaged. She hadn't cleaned up at all as he liked her to get all messy during and didn't even permit her 1 clean up during her gangbangs. She was lying there on the bed with a pool of cum beneath her ass and pussy. She had a very hairy pussy and much of it was matted with cum too, cum splashed on her belly, her face, her tits. Her legs were open, I sucked her C cup tits and make her nipples perk up. He told me I didn't have to be nice because she was a whore and you just piled on and fucked whores. Then I got between her legs, and stuck my cock into her loose cunt and felt the pool of cum on the bed on my balls. I fucked her loose, cum filled cunt and added mine to the mix. He made her stay there while I recouped, even made her suck me and I got hard again, and once again filled her with my sperm. While I was doing that she sucked her husband and he came in her mouth. She kissed me while I was fucking her and squeezing her boobs, and I could taste his cum as she pushed some into my mouth with her tongue. It was not only my first fuck, she was also my first kiss, with her husbands cum in her mouth.
He said I could come by there house and fuck her sometime there, without all the gangbang mess. I can't wait.
I was on vacation in Munich Germany. I'm a black American male. Went out bar hopping and came upon an underground bar. Had a lot of drinks with some cool German guys I met, which were celebrating one of the group 22nd birthday. The bar had a dark room. Never been in one before. Went in with the group of five to explore. Fucking everywhere! The birthday boy commented that he would like some black ass. We were all drunk so I complied. Thought it would be just us in a small area of the dark room. There was a table. I laid down on my back and spread my legs for him after a lot of foreplay. He was on top of me and thrusting inside me like a wild animal. Then I look over to see the other four guys watching. When he finished inside me, he pulled out and another climbed on me and stuck his dick in me. I was drunk and horny. Never did that before but let all 5 of them gang fuck me and cum inside me. I had trouble walking when they finished using my ass but loved every minute of it! Would love to have that experience again, especially since I had 3 anal orgasms while getting fucked.
Secretly, I am so gay. My wife knows I consider myself bi, but I would love to get fucked in a gang bang situation. Also I love getting pegged.
I am a 73 year old widow. I live alone now. I found myself in a situation with a young man (18) who had never had sex and I let him do it to me everyway a man and woman can have sex. I even let him inside my bottom which I hadn't done in about 20 years. Last night he brought over 3 friends and I let the 4 boys have sex with me repeatedly through the night. I've never done anything like that before. They kept it up all night. All three of them shot orgasms in my mouth, all three multiple times in my bottom, and 2 of them did it in my vagina as well. I didn't even have time to clean up between them, they just kept going after one another. I spent 30 minutes on the toilet I had very loose stool after all that sperm up my backside.
I only had my husband, and had one affair with a neighbor when I was 20 years old and my husband never found out. I feel like a whore but feel very young too.
I want two men's penises in my vagina at once. I love the idea of them sliding in and out at. different times.
I've been looking on CL but haven't found anyone yet.
I met this Korean woman who was in her early 30's. Good looking, tight body, great legs and ass, and huge tits. She was very chatty, and eventually after becoming a bit of a regular asked me to come back at closing time. I came back and helped her close up and as we were turning the lights off she opened her blouse and kissed me. I grabbed those huge tits over her bra kissing her as I worked my hand under it to push the bra up over her tits. DD size tits that were very firm, with very little sagging and the most perfect dark brown areolae and nipples. Her areolae were about an inch and a half wide, with big meaty nipples that were a full half inch thick, and stood out without arousal about 1/2 inch at least. I kissed her nipples and sucked on them and they grew to 1 full inch in length. She unzipped me and pulled out my cock and I bit her nipples and hiked up her skirt to reveal no panties.
"I took them off about two hours ago" she said in that lovely accent.
She had the sideways growing pussy hair that a lot of oriental girls have and the most perfect beautiful pussy lips and ass I'd ever seen. She wanted to go to her place which was only a few blocks away. First I had to stop at my office next door and finish a few things. She went with me and in the elevator I told her to take off her blouse and bra. She didn't wince, didn't make a face or sound, she just did it. She started to put the blouse back on and button it up, I told her to leave it open. No one was in the building as it was very late. When the doors opened we walked into the hall and I pulled her skirt up. Getting into my office I did what I had to do one handed as I had one hand on her ass the whole time, and most of the time had one of those nipples in my mouth. I told her to lie down on my assistants desk and finger fuck herself while I put some papers away. Her moans were loud and deep. I mentioned that I'd love to fuck that ass and she said she'd never done it but had guys put their fingers in her butt and it hurt.
Back at her place totally naked, we showered, I had her open the blinds so people in the facing building could see her naked and getting fucked. I licked that sweet oriental pussy while making her tell me about her first time getting fucked. She was 17 and with a guy she liked and one of his friends on a camping trip next to a river. She wore a yellow bikini and the boy she liked came into the water and pulled aside her bottom and stuck his cock into her virgin slit, then moved her top so he could suck her tits while he fucked her in the water. After he was done they went on the shore and his friend took his turn. She got fucked the whole 4 days and nights by two guys. As I made my way up her body mashing her huge tits, I inserted my cock and started fucking her. I really didn't care about her I just wanted to fuck this pussy and cum in her. She came herself in less than 5 minutes and came twice more again before I shot my load. She said she normally only cums once with a guy if at all, but I believed her anyway.
I started fucking this little slut and got her to agree that she would do anything for me. I made her tell me the last time before me she'd gotten fucked. It was only two weeks, so I wrote SLUT across her tight belly, and FUN BAGS on her tits. I made her tell me the names of the guys who fucked her the first time and when it was, and wrote in inkpen their names and the date along with "virgin no more" above her cunt hair. She would indeed do anything. My wife wouldn't do things I wanted, no cumming in her mouth - I made the Korean slut do it anytime, anywhere, even once in the backseat while a female friend watched and drove around. Then we all went to dinner and on the way back to my sluts apartment, make her pull off her panties in the front seat next to her friend, and lift her dress up so I could play with her pussy. Then when we all went back to the apartment, the friend came up for coffee and I make my Korean whore get totally naked in front of us both.
My wife wouldn't swing with me, so I now had a swing partner. She sucked pussy, sucked cock (or both for other couples) and I had this neighborhood kid who was a virgin, and I let him lose his virginity in her cunt. I organized a gangbang for her. It was over 2 full days and nights, she'd gotten over 20 cocks multiple times, she was so sore her pussy was bruised. I'd been pushing to fuck her asshole for a long time and her girlfriend (the one who I humiliated her in front of) told her it wasn't that bad, she should try it. So with the last 6 or 8 guys from the gangbang there and her sore, bruised pussy I rolled her over and lubed her asshole up with sperm from her used up cunt, and let the guys watch me take her butt virginity. She grunted and groaned in a little pain, then the whore actually started bucking back at me begging me for it. They guys laughed like crazy at how much of a whore this slut was.
After about a year of having a total whore/slut at my service I grew tired of her. I gave her to a policeman that used to come into the bar a lot after duty. He loved fucking her, and I let them go at it. We met about 3 years after, she was tending bar at a different place, and she called for someone to come out and take her place. I took her to that same apartment, without lube, without kissing, and bent her over the back of her couch, pulled up her short skirt and ripped off her panties and fucked her ass again.
That was the last time I saw her. I hear she was fucking so many guys after I left her, she had turned total whore. She eventually got a gambling addiction, and found some skinny, ugly guy to marry her and pay her debt.
I am not sure how to go about this. I have seen patterns of events everywhere I have been. Since past few years friends and colleagues have asked me questions (although in a very calm manner) about many personal and not so personal things of which I have no idea about. Later I have ended up something bad happening to me about the thing I talked to them about. Very bad politics in office. I read on the internet that it is a part of gangstalking. I don't know if that is a reality.
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