Unwanted advances from older women

[Professor Rape]

Why?

Terry's wallet is missing

 

[DMAN]

I wish a middle aged Asian doctor would play with my balls… that sounds DLIGHTFUL tbchwy

You would think so but he was only 12 and wasn't really into those things just yet.

I've heard this was the same day fate had DMAN tune into O&A for the first time, is that true?

It would have had to have happened the week that Jesse Ventura was sworn into office in 1999, ironically.

 

[The NaTurryl Man]

Why?

I've just heard a lot of stories from black guys of being molested by their moms friends or their aunts and shit. It's dey culcha

 

[The NaTurryl Man]

Terry's wallet is missing

Bold of you to assume I have a wallet. I can keep lint in my pockets just fine.

 

[whyarewedoingthisagain_mybb]

The DMAN has been abused by older women all his life.

Last weekend this chick who was plenty past her expiration was trying to look over The DMAN's shoulder at something on his 2011 laptop. And she was asking him questions about the content he was browsing (At this time it was just Pokemon stats that @Brooke Shields had researched for him.) And she said "Oops I almost rested my head on your shoulder, hehe" and then this old maid had the D-AUDACITY to actually rest her head on The DMAN's 500 dollar shirt, while her nauseating giggle right in his D-EAR.

The DMAN just got approached by a literal grandma which has triggered a shame spiral he is now going to redirect away from his own D-EGO and apply to a vague target: Older Women... Tell us your stories of how they have abused you. Please, we deserve to have our truth shared with the world.

Have you ever had a girl tell you a story, that she's copying directly from a movie she thinks you've never seen, and then starts to change it a little after you can't help but make D-FACES at her for saying some silly shit?

One time when he was 21, The DMAN was cornered by a husky midget 35 year old native american looking monster goblina who kept standing way too close to The DMAN and trying to play with his little 21 year old D-MUSTACHE just growing in for the first time. He totally blacked out whatever she was asking him/saying over and over again, but he has a locked up memory he can't access right now unfortunately. And that's just the reality of being a victim of abuse at the hands of a woman. He knows it was some stupid negging shit though.

The DMAN was legendarily molested TWICE by women -- First The DMAN was molested by his mother's friend, over the toilet. She was like 30, The DMAN had to be single-digits like 8 or 9, and she wiped his ass for him when he was way too old to have someone do that without being a paraplegic. And The DMAN doesn't have any scat fetish or any ass wipe fetish or anything of that sort. She barged in after the dump was complete to "help out." Don't remember any ball rubbing or anything, she just wanted to wipe the D-ASS and she did make a lot of encouraging comments about how we're almost done. LOL

Now the second iconic molestation that occurred was when The DBOY was simply 12 years old. The DBOY went to a dermatologist, this woman was a full grown doctor. Not a nurse, not some college chick messing around.. But she was young and Asian, americanized late 20's probably. The DMAN was there to talk about his chocolate complexion, but she was reading his medical records and saw that he walked into a clinic one day a year ago because he was experiencing blue balls after school when a girl on the bus cock-teased him too far, and he started to panic having no idea what it was. (yet another example of a twisted female polluting The DBOY's mind for sport, but digress...)

So this doctor, this dermatologist, She decided to use that as her excuse to ask The 12 year old DBOY if she can follow up. And The DBOY had absolutely no clue this was out of the ordinary, She felt up his DBALLS and played with them for a few minutes asking him weirdo Asian girl questions about how it feels, as The DBOY looked out the window at the buildings below us, cluelessly. She wrapped up molesting the 12 year old DBOY, and The DMAN had buried this memory too because he didn't even realize it was sexual, because he saw this woman as a stiff Asian, they are robotic routine enforcers. The DBOY didn't even think she had the desire. The DMAN didn't understand that this cold Asian had the capacity for love.

Now that The DMAN looks back on these female-depraved moments in his life, he kicks himself for having been too innocent to actually enjoy these stories that become porn fantasy... He coulda shot a fat little wad of water (no swimmers at 12) right into her SLITTY eyes. But The DBOY was raised innocent to a degree. That was until this nurse molested him, he soon after discovered O&A. But these stories really happened, and The DMAN buried them for many years. The grass is always greener, Fans. We'll be right back, after these words.

The DMAN got blueballs not knowing what it was and went to the emergency room? At least we know what the D stands for now, dumb.

 

[DMAN]

The DMAN got blueballs not knowing what it was and went to the emergency room? At least we know what the D stands for now, dumb.

HE WAS ELEVEN YEARS YOUNG

 

[Rick Roblinson]

I remember this time in HS computer class the teacher out of nowhere started rubbing my shoulders while giving the class instructions. The way the computers were set-up some of us were looking at each other and I was staring at my friend who was trying not to burst into laughter. She kind of looked like Barbara Walters.

 

[johnnynoname]

that shit stops when you hit 46 because most of the "older women" don't have uterus' anymore, and don't really care

 

[johnnynoname]

uteri?

 

[BUBBLER]

I've just heard a lot of stories from black guys of being molested by their moms friends or their aunts and shit. It's dey culcha

Is that why they all turn gay

 

[The NaTurryl Man]

Is that why they all turn gay

Nah it's just the Muslim ones that do that

 

[DominusOdium]

In the dimly lit corners of The Lamplight, a bar known for its eclectic crowd and endless stories, sat a regular forum poster from Onaforums, known only by his handle, "DominusOdium." He was there for the usual: a couple of beers, some loose conversation, and perhaps a new anecdote for his next post.

Tonight, however, the atmosphere felt different. As DominusOdium nursed his second pint, a woman approached him. She was heavier set, with a presence that commanded attention, her salt-and-pepper hair neatly tied back, and her eyes sharp like the sea at dawn. She claimed a long career in the Navy.

"Ever heard of battles at sea?" she asked with a knowing smile, her voice laced with tales of distant ports and stormy seas. Her stories were captivating, her laughter contagious. They talked for hours about naval battles, technology, and the camaraderie of life aboard a ship. DominusOdium was enthralled, not just by her tales but by the way she looked at him, as if he were an old friend or perhaps something more.

As the evening wore on, the seduction was subtle but undeniable. Her hand brushed his as they laughed over a shared jest about naval bureaucracy. Her touch was warm, her interest in him clear. The bar was closing, and she suggested they take a walk. They found themselves in the narrow alley behind The Lamplight, where the night air was cool against their flushed cheeks.

Under the soft glow of a streetlamp, she pulled DominusOdium close, her breath warm against his ear as she whispered more stories. The physical closeness was intoxicating; her hands roamed over his back, pulling him into a deep, passionate kiss. The world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of them in this secluded space, the intensity of the moment fueled by the stories and the thrill of the night.

But as their lips parted, DominusOdium noticed something off. Her stories began to loop; details she'd shared as memories now contradicted themselves. Concerned, he started to ask questions, probing gently into her past.

It was then that the bartender, having watched this dance for weeks, caught up with them outside. He leaned in and whispered to DominusOdium, "You know, she's not who she says she is." With a sigh, he continued, "That's Diana Orbani. She's got alcohol-induced dementia. Thinks she's been everywhere and done everything."

DominusOdium's heart sank as he looked at Diana, her face now reflecting the confusion of a mind lost at sea. The stories, the touch, the romance - all of it was a lie spun by a mind adrift in its own delusions. He felt a wave of disgust wash over him, his skin crawling at the thought of their intimate encounter. The thrill of the night evaporated into a bitter taste of disillusionment.

He pulled away abruptly, his expression one of revulsion. "I can't do this," he muttered, more to himself than to her, as he turned and walked away, leaving Diana in the alley, her reality crumbling around her like the fading echoes of a dream. The Lamplight would never be the same, and his posts on Onaforums would now carry the weight of this night, a stark reminder of the harshness of reality beneath the veneer of fantasy.

 

[Torque’sHeadBump]

Of course the Harryster raw dogged her and came all over her,

 

[Barzoni1010]

Older women are the best, they're horny and insecure

 

[Professor Rape]

Older women are the best, they're horny and insecure

Finally said something right, child.

 

[TheRevAlJolson]

Back in my early 20s I used to go to this bar/wanna-be night club to scam on the over 30 office-cunt crowd. A lot of those sluts were single, childless, 35 years old and in the hurry-up offense to settle down on some dick. The smell of desperation really gave me a rod and I plowed through that place for the better part of a year just picking off stragglers.

I had one lady beg me to lose the bag and blast in her mid fuck, which I stupidly obliged. That bitch was literally moaning for me to knock her up. I came so hard I saw stars.

There was another one I met from there that tried so hard to lock it down with me I actually felt sorry for her. I actually really liked her, but she probably had 15 years on me, so it was pointless. I leveraged her desperation to do the most despicable things to her. Real scumbag shit on my part in retrospect, but I was like 22 and didn't give a fuck. Oh well. I still kinda feel bad about that one.

 

[Child..]

Back in my early 20s I used to go to this bar/wanna-be night club to scam on the over 30 office-cunt crowd. A lot of those sluts were single, childless, 35 years old and in the hurry-up offense to settle down on some dick. The smell of desperation really gave me a rod and I plowed through that place for the better part of a year just picking off stragglers.

I had one lady beg me to lose the bag and blast in her mid fuck, which I stupidly obliged. That bitch was literally moaning for me to knock her up. I came so hard I saw stars.

There was another one I met from there that tried so hard to lock it down with me I actually felt sorry for her. I actually really liked her, but she probably had 15 years on me, so it was pointless. I leveraged her desperation to do the most despicable things to her. Real scumbag shit on my part in retrospect, but I was like 22 and didn't give a fuck. Oh well. I still kinda feel bad about that one.

 

[TheGhostOfAbeVigoda]

You would think so but he was only 12 and wasn't really into those things just yet.



It would have had to have happened the week that Jesse Ventura was sworn into office in 1999, ironically.

I don't know why I was such a corrupted little pervert but by like 8 years old I was beating off and wanting to fuck grown women with tits. Denise Richards really woke something up in me.

 

[Lucky Buddha Beer]

 

[DMAN]

I remember this time in HS computer class the teacher out of nowhere started rubbing my shoulders while giving the class instructions. The way the computers were set-up some of us were looking at each other and I was staring at my friend who was trying not to burst into laughter. She kind of looked like Barbara Walters.

One of The DMAN’s Spanish teachers in high school had giant heavy tits. She used to rest those big heavy tits on our shoulders all the time while pretending to look over our worksheets. The DMAN’s second biggest fantasy was that she would sit down next to him and just start jerking him off under the table. The DMAN’s first biggest fantasy was that the Dominican girl with the big giant fat ass who sat in the front row would sit next to him and let him motorboat her butt cheeks in front of the world.