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I am a sissy male and enjoy it immensely. I dream of finding a tall dark and handsome Man and he loves me for the sissy I am. He asks me to marry him and I say YES. I am his wife and lay curled up next to my Man every night playing with his Big Man Cock.. I m his wife and take care of him doing what I wife needs to do for her man. He treats me like the sissy cock slut I am and keeps me dressed like a whore. This is the life I want to live.
Sissy Boy C.
For love I gave up on being a soldier.
9/11 happened. I called to enlist. Too disabled by then.
However. I saved lives other ways.
I’ve been shot at. Nearly died saving a life. But I failed as a dad. Failed as a husband.
I’m not the man I wanted to be. It’s too late to change that. This disease will kill me. It’s just a question of how long I can hold out.
They probably won’t post this. But if you want to give up, don’t.
Courage is refusing to let depression win.
I was an orphan. Homeless. They told me I’d die. I’m still here.
I don’t care that my parents wanted to abort me. That they hated me for being born. I gave up on God ever loving me. I’m all alone. But I’m all I need. If no one else will love me, then I’ll love myself. If God doesn’t care about me; then that’s His loss, I’m a pretty good person. People only see the disabled outside of me. But inside I’m very kind.
So if your sad & alone, I am too. Many of us are. Why should we parish because others don’t care? If they want to leave you out, so be it. Walk to your own drum. Watch TV. Laugh. Listen to music. Live just so you can defy them.
I have explicit thoughts and dreams of my husband even though he left me for another woman. We're still married and I just wish he would come home.
Riding around in my automobile, as the song goes. My girlfriend was my age, barely old enough to drive as inexperienced as me, but eager to catch up with classmates telling us tales of their sexual adventures.
Maybe the tales were lies. Our friends were full of tales of doing it in the car, getting caught or nearly caught, pregnancy scares, and drunken near orgies with multiple partners. All we had managed was a loosened bra at the drive in. Our hamburger stand stories were mainly met with catcalls and promises from our friends to instruct us since we weren't "progressing" on our own.
Shirley had an older sister, cheerleader, popular, near-slut.
One night Shirley had had enough ribbing from friends and her sister. She wriggled out of her panties as I drove, turned sideways in her seat and pulled her skirt up to give me a good look. I was having problems both driving and looking. Shirley guided my hand to her pussy and was using my hand as a sex toy while I grinned ear to ear. Soon she got herself off and we stopped for a light.
We were both feeling pretty grown up when the driver in the 18 wheeler looked over. He blasted his air horn a couple of times and gave us a thumbs up sign. Took a little of the bloom off the rose.
We made our way to the hamburger stand. Shirley gave me the panties as a trophy and flashed the other girls in the rest room. For one night anyway we were the stars of dating scene.
A week before christmas I found a little package on the doorsteps. I thought it would be a nice little present from my boyfriend but after I got it inside I noticed that there was another name on top of it.
Someone must have mistaken my house with another one. I left the box on my kitchen table and went to work because I was already very late.
After a long and exhausting day I came home and I had totally forgotten about the package, I noticed the box lying on the ground and a strange smell. I found out that there was a little kitten in this box, she freed itself and peed all over my kitchen floor. Cute little thing but I had absolutely no time or money to afford a little cat.
I then decided to do something horrible.
At night, I took the kitty and put her in another box and left her on my neighbour's doorsteps. I thought they could care for her and give her a home she needed.
I haven't heard about it for around 2 weeks but then - SHOCK.
In the morning of new year I opened my front door and there it stood - a box.
You can imagine how shocked I was when I saw that the same kitty was inside of this package as two weeks ago. But to that time, she didn't look healthy at all. She was super skinny, she was almost unable to get up on her feet and she had some strange bleeding marks all over her body. I immediately took her to the vet but he couldn't do much. He told me she hadn't eaten in days, that she was hydrated and that she got burnt with something like a cigarette. He had to put her to sleep because there was nothing he could do.
#christmas #present #kitty #package #box #cat #pet #vet #confession
please find me a cute nice husband or I will kill you all! I am sick of waiting bitch god!
I got distracted driving a large sausage truck ahead of the peloton in the Tour de France. I saw a lady showing her ta ta’s.
So I swung the truck over beside her and rolled down the window.
She said “my that’s a big load of sausage. I’m amazed you can squeeze it into those tight entrances”. I replied “that’s what she said”.
Then I heard all these annoying little bells and horns. It was the tour riders on their bikes. Bunch of nerds cock blocked me.
Well I drove my sausage truck on up the road. They interrupted me chatting her up, but I got those digits. Once this bicycle race is over I intend to get in her knickers. If she thinks I have a big truck, just wait till she sees the big sausage.
TRDP
My girlfriend 27 has a fetish lust for teenage boys. I told her if she ever wanted to pursue the fantasy I wouldn't get jealous, not thinking the opportunity would ever arise. Last summer at the beach we were in the water, pretty far from shore but still only waist deep. Some teen boys were nearby and she decided to take off her bikini and try and get some stares. She was successful ha. I joked she should go say hi and see what happened. She swam over naked and before long was being groped by two and fingered by the other while rubbing their cocks. It was strange at first but then really turned me on. We later passed them walking with one of their moms! She also told me she often masturbates to the idea of being tied and gangbanged by a young HS sports team. Not so much the sex but rather being bound, dripping with all their cum. Her love of illegal sex acts is one of the reasons I love her.
I’ve failed an escape challenge. I spent the night hogtied and gagged in my guest room while my friends had a girls night. I will be left this morning tied to a chair and gagged. I’ve been made to invite a friend over for lunch as well. I either have to escape or be found by her when she arrives.
To be honest, this has nothing to do with sex. I just wanted to get a message out and I knew most people usually go on this category. I've liked this guy for a little over a year now. We have a lot in common and we used to be really close because we were always having to sit next to each other in class. We had a band concert recently and I was really upset because this was the first concert I had where I wasn't sitting next to him. Later that week, I was hanging out with my friends when one of them.. let's call her May... brought up the topic of my crush... let's call him Brayden. I told them about how I felt after the concert was over and started to cry. All three of my friends... May... uh, Monica... and, uh, Alexis... told me I should just get over him. That is when I went full on rage mode.
They were telling me to get over him? For God's sake! I couldn't believe they went there! Alexis was fucking dating a guy from fucking Norway! May was fucking leading on a fucking senior (we are all freshmen)! Monica is asexual so I had nothing against her... but she has a secret admirer... let's call him Daniel... so, yeah. "Sure and in the meantime, May, you can stop talking to that Senior, Alexis, time for you to break up with that Norwegian guy, and Monica, you should just transfer schools so Daniel doesn't have to deal with your asexual ways!" I was so fucking mad!
By now you have all realised that I have a very short temper but I had a reason to snap. Next time you feel like telling someone to get over their crush, remember what it would be like if someone told you that. It sucks. We are separated now and Alexis commit suicide. I hate those girls so much for making me feel that shitty.
#love #betrayal #friends #crush #suicide #remember #tears #hate #temper #message
Taking a trip overseas with my wife. I told her it’s for a show and antiquing in the city she’s always wanted to see and we are doing that, but it’s partly to get her close to a Red Light District in the midst of all the debauchery and sex and lust and see if she can break out of her conservative mold.
First night there I’ve arranged an erotic massage for her, she has no idea. He’s very attractive and fit, it will be late at night in our hotel and I’ll step out to head to the bar. I’ve told him to try to push the limits with her, obviously he needs to read her signals/consent but that he has my absolute permission to tempt her and stroke every inch of her body. She’s very receptive to massage, gets her arouses, and I plan to get her tipsy beforehand. I’ll be recording it on my phone and I hope when I come back that she’ll be flush with excitement, arousal and maybe even a little guilt as we make love. Then it will hopefully open her to hearing my sinful desires like swinging and masturbating to porn together and going to strip clubs (for her and me). Now if all I get is rejection, I’ll nod and say “ok honey” but secretly I’ll arrange to visit a strip club and erotic massage during her spa appointments. I’ve researched several places and I can totally get off with a lovely babe rubbing her tits on me and grinding me or jacking me off until I cumming all over myself.
I honestly prefer a new sexual beginning for my wife and I but if that’s not going to happen…well, it will be a new beginning for one of us.
I am married and straight , my job calls for lots of traveling , this particular tour of mine had been long, was tired as hell, after long and exhaustive negotiations with my customers representative I managed to conclude the deal , this guy was on my age and good looking, he invited me to him home for few drinks , I wanted to say no but I agreed , he was living alone, over few rounds of whiskey I was dead tired, he told me he is good at giving massage , in fact it was an offer, an offer I could not refuse ,he made me lay on his bed and began working on me, he was awesome with his hands, my stiff muscles were loving his every cress, I was drifting, then his hands began massaging my crotch area, my cock was bound to get stiff as I was away from my wife, to my surprise he began caressing my cock, I wanted to stop him but don`t know why I could not, he un-did my pants and stroked my cock which was hard and throbbing and then he began sucking it, he was too good with his mouth, all the time I kept my eyes tightly shut, he sucked me more vigorously when he sensed I am cumming , swallowed every drop of my cum, even milked my cock till the last drops
Have never told this to anyone , soon again will be traveling and meeting him for business
I was 10 when this happened.....I was looking in my moms drawer and I had seen a massager. I picked it up ran upstairs and glanced at it for a while. I turned it on and put it all on my body then I stopped in my pants on my clit. I moaned softly and blushed.
I pushed it down a tiny bit further and it vibrated my pussy's lips it felt so good I had a small orgasam on it and then I asked my mom what this was and she said A Neck Massager ..
I said Oh and hurried upstairs in her room wiped all the orgasam off of it and put it back and unto this Day I still masturbate with her neck massager.
(I'm 17 BTW)
My mom and my dad separated some years ago but still stayed married. Mom moved out, found a knew apartment and they both didn't talk to each other.
Some nasty stuff happened, she moved back in, they fought, she moved back out.
That happend quite a few times.
Now, my mom lives about 50 miles away, I don't see her that often. But she and my dad get along really well the last months.
Now she told me that she wanted to move back in.
I don't want her to move back in! It's a disaster! A catastrophy! They will get along for a few weeks or two months, then there'll be screaming, and destroying things, maybe the police has to come. I don't want that!
I have to prevent it! That's not possible.
Now, I am in the first row when the party begins. And I promise you, I'll destroy it, before it even begins!
I've been lying to everyone. I was born and raised in a religious family and society where it is wrong to have sex before marriage. But I am not virgin like they have always been thinking about me. I had sex with someone in university. I have a boyfriend now, and he is also a religious person. He doesn't want to have sex before we get married. I wonder what if one day he find my secret..
I never told anyone about this. My parents would disown me if they knew and no one would want to be with me. Fuck me, right.
I confess... I have a huge crush one of my best friends. I mean, I'm REALLY into him, and I know he wants me too. We don't have any classes together, so I wait to see him inbetween classes and during lunch period. When we hug, I secretly get so turned on, yet I know I shouldn't. He's actually asked me out several times, but I've turned him down on all occasions. I'm not even playing hard to get, I'm just so shy. When I get bored in class, I fantasize about having a hard-core make out session, and losing my virginity to him. Offtenly, I tease him by "Accidentally" falling into his lap and rocking in my relaunchant haste to get up. God, I get so horny just thinking about all the kinky stuff he could do to me... he's a dom, I'm sure. I don't know what to do with myself. I'm ashamed of my high sex drive... yet I want him specifically, so bad. Wish I had the guts to tell him.
I'm married
I started to have massages when I was in my 40s, either by straight men, bi, gays,
I've got something about Chinese woman massaging..
I had to attend to have a massage, at least once a fortnight, it's that bad, I sometime have two in 2 hours ( one after another) but different places.
Chinese womem they get me in my sensitive places...to get me going, then will strip off, then hand relief, and more...I've spent a fortune..
It's was only started to sort my back out, know it's an on going thing....
My wife and me are serving as foster parents for three nephews, these kids are my wife's relativos and thay are horrible. They can't behave at all, they argue all day and fight all the fucking time.
My wife and me are sick to the point that we are not getting along at all and just keep fighting and fighting, and I hate it, because these kids came home just to ruin my marriage just because of my wife's brother who is a lazy scum that doesn't want his spoiled kids.
I've even been contemplating divorce since she is unbereably angry all the time.
I just want these kid to leave, they are horrible, they are extremely spoiled, if you don't give them what they want they scream and shout, they acuse us of beating them to give us problems with the neighbors, one of them tried to break my nintendo switch on purpose because I didn't let him play with it one day.
They scream all the time, they try to not eat anything for days just to make it look like we don't give them food. These fucking brats are ruining our lifes and it was all thanks to my wife who said yes to this, foster shitty project that I just want it to end as soon as posible...
I have been having a hard time in my marriage for a few months; husband's an alcoholic and our relationship as well as "sex life" is very one sided. I finally snapped when I worked up the nerve to ask him for oral and he said no. So the next morning when I saw a hot young construction worker lost in the stock room at my work, I asked him if he had a minute to help me with a hard to reach spot. He was eager to help sounding respectful but also flirtatious. I directed him to a storage room and asked again if he didnt mind helping me. He looked at me in an unsure way and said "Sure what do you need?" I told him to come here and started undoing his belt and pants. His face was in disbelief as I dropped to my knees; he asked "Are you sure we won't get in trouble?" though he was already pulling out his dick, he got hard as soon as I jerked him into my mouth! I love recalling the sighs and gasps he made; then I stood up lifting my dress, pulled off my lace panties and leaned back on a table of dusty boxes. He pounded into my pussy sliding in and out; threw my legs together and squeezed my ass. I was so turned on and almost close to coming. I sighed "Oh shit" and then he pulled out and came on my stomach and dress. He pulled up his pants with a huge smile then ran out of the room. Even though I didn't come it was exhilarating, and is good for the spank bank. Although Im still waiting for someone to eat my pussy.
I am filled with anger. Anger that is slowly bleeding away to hate.
Everyone is so fucking busy blaming and blamming each other into the dirt. Nobody either seems to or wants to understand, that regardless of your age, sex, gender identity, whatever label you proudly slap onto your chest, that we're all people just trying to get to the next fucking day.
You ever catch yourself wishing for super powers or magic? Doesn't matter how old you are, everybody does it from time to time.
Every time I come back to the same thing: Someone the entire world can rally together against. Of course it would never work and it's a fucking pipe dream, but it only fuels my fucking hate for the people around me.
I don't have high expectations. In fact they're rather simple. Survive, help others survive, get to that next sunrise, then figure it all out again, with the only ever present constant being that we, Humanity, are stuck on this goddamn dirtball TOGETHER.
But the only ones interested in saying anything like that only care about the audience they'll bring. The "clicks and the views" WOOOOO.
Fuck them.
And fuck you if you're one of them.
This will likely be buried in the sands of time. Sure maybe one or two, shit I might even get lucky and twenty whole people will see it.
But will it change anything? Will it get anyone to think? No. Because I'm either:
Alt-right because I don't agree with someone.
Alt-left because I don't agree with someone.
A Nazi, because I don't agree with someone.
Whatever fucking low budget brain label these fucksticks want to stick because I don't agree that there is one bad side and one good side.
And if you are one of those people, I just have a small, tiny, itty bitty criticism for you:
You're ALL FUCKING TERRIBLE.
YOU'RE A FUCKING STUPID.
YOU'RE NOTHING BUT FUCKING POTS AND PANS CALLING EACH OTHER BLACK.
YOU'RE BEING LITERALLY MURDERED IN THE STREETS BUT RATHER THAN CASTIGATE THE ONES RESPONSIBLE, YOU WANNA FUCKING GIVE IT LABELS AND MEAN SOMETHING MORE THAN IT FUCKING DOESN'T AND IT DRIVES ME TO FUCKING HATE EACH AND EVERY LAST FUCKING ONE OF YOU THAT PARTICIPATES IN THIS STUPIDITY AND YOU'RE ALL FUCKING ADDICTED TO DOPAMINE.
ADDICTED TO THAT LITTLE FUCKING PAT ON THE BACK. FUCK YOU
I'm going to die soon. The stress of being in this fucking world actively agitates bodily damage I've sustained and sicknesses I've suffered throughout life. I'm going to die, filled with hate for Humanity, all because these stupid fucks can't figure their shit out and that inability is going to be the fucking cause.
It's not everyone. There are those out there. The outliers. You know who you are.
And before anyone freaks the fuck out, I'm not acting out above kicking a shrubbery or two in my own yard.
These people, however much they fucking enrage me and fill me with hate and EMBARRASSMENT for being related to you on a genological level, are above wasting my time on aside making a random post on the internet nobody will fucking care about.
I don't think I deserve forgiveness.
I just want people to know.
However few.
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