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This is further to my confession of; Vintage nylon babydoll nightie and peignoirs.
I was called away on the phone so had to end quickly my last vintage nightie confession..As I said I am right into these sexy vintage chiffon baby-doll silky nightie garments. I love playing with my hard cock through the layers of silky chiffon nylon while walking around and sitting down and in bed too. And this is really great thing to do, all U males out there if you have or can get a 2 layer vintage nightie,Get the nightie in and hold the top of the nightie with your right hand [get in the nude, and stand with your legs apart] then put your left hand slightly behind your left leg and hold the bottom off the nylon nightie and bring it up to your balls and hard cock then just hold the outer chiffon layer,and pull it back and forth, back and forth, the length of your hard shaft and balls, and WOW WHAT a FEELING I do this many times till I C-U-M into the chiffon BUT what I love to do is just slow down the " back and forth'" stuff and get your CUM to coat the underside and length of your shaft and balls, its a real BUZZ. AND, when you start doing this FETISH stuff, you wont want to stop doing it, at the first opportunely U have. especially if your Wife or partner has a vintage nylon [2 layers] tucked away in her nightie drawer
So go to it Guys, you"ll love it like I do and cant stop doing it from time to time or as many times as possible ..
I hope you Guys reading this FETISH have as much fun as I did writing this This includes the Admin Guy .
Do you know who wants to be a millionaire?
A friend of mine was a candidate in this show and I was one of his telephone joker. And yes, I was called.
I knew the answer but I told him the wrong answer on purpose because I didn't want him to be richer than me.
My brother knows I love going commando and takes this for granted. I was sitting on the couch with my brother, my mom, and my dad. We had dinner guests over so after dinner we went to the living room. We all sat down to enjoy a conversation. My brother started shaking his legs which triggered my dad to shake his. At this point I was bouncing a little. I felt the all to familiar feeling in my silk jogging shorts and noticed I was showing more then I wanted too. I tried to pretend like I didn’t notice but our dinner guests did. My brother looked at me with a grim and I knew he did it on purpose. About 20 minutes later, I was getting wet.
Some years ago, I was around 11, I visited my mom in hospital. She's a nurse there.
I got there by bike and in front of the entrance are bicycle racks. I put a security lock around the front tire and went to her ward.
When I came back, I remember seeing that woman, standing in the entrance hall with one of the security man and they are discussing about something. I went out to my bike and noticed that I put the security lock around the wrong bike. There was another blue bike right next to mine and I had mistaken it.
But instead of taking the lock off, I just took my bike and rode off because I was too scared of the consequences.
For my study I have a room in another city, but now I'm going home for the weekend.
My parents don't know I don't sleep during the week in my own room but in the bed of my plump, buxom landlady, who is a widow of 64 years and having a great time with her!
as far as I am concerned, how I see a lot of these pathetic slimey famous young people, but most of them are creepy ugly, poorly minded and lacking in values and manners. Most of the people you see famous are literally gay. Shame filled up secrets would shock us all from them. Most of them are dirty deviant sick pathetic people. I look at all the royals and prince andrew literally personifies that sick pathetic image of the rich white fat trashy titled freaks. Kate and William and Harry and Meghan look like goofs and whiney germy tardbark tryhards. If they could see how they really look to most when you remove all the gloss of rainbowland you get drainbow and that is how they make you feel. You don't feel uplifted seeing them sucking off the poor and sucking off the earth. They are more retarto- farto then they think they are. SLIMEY looking. SLIMEY acting just like meghan or andrew. creepy slimey to be straight with you. That is all you get now from the world. You look around and its all gay fake asses with KIDOS, not kids, not children but the new words is KIDOS, KIDO-DIDOs. all they do is O's! hahaha. They are the real nobodies who deserve nothing just only them that have not worked that out yet! the world is laughing at them. That fake ass so extra, behavior and rich trashiness and sick toxic minds. There is no hope for them at all and god knows it!!!!
I'm a 21 year old gay male. Decent looking.
Anyway this starts all the way back in elementary school, I always felt different. I was the odd kid out and often picked on but if you were to look at me there would be no obvious reason. I was clean, looked normal but I was always off, this is when the horrible pattern started. I had met this kid, let's call him Cody, anyway we hit it off at first when school started because he was the new kid and I was a loner and we bonded over just running around at recess because neither of us liked sports (or ever were invited to play) and the swing set. As the year went on I thought everything was fine and normal, his mom even started volunteering at the school to serve snacks for the students which had given me a chance to meet his mom which I thought was great until i got pulled into the office one day. I was told that I was being suspended for harassing another student, it turns out Jake was deeply afraid of me and my vivid imagination, so afraid that he had pretended to be my friend so he wouldn't get hurt. His mom volunteered at the school to even keep an eye on me so she can see for herself what was going on. That's when I really knew something was wrong with me and what sickens me is that this exact same pattern of me finding one person and developing a dangerous fixation on them, my intent is never to harm them but I do... never physically but I'm so insecure in everything about myself. I need to pick a fight with them just to know that they care enough to argue back. I make up a sad story or suicide attempt to see how much they love me. I constantly push these boundaries to test how much they will take and if they will hurl me out of their lives too. This pattern has slowed down but not in a healthy way, ive now turned to opiates to give me that feeling of euphoria I would get when someone would say something nice to me or give me a hug. I'm up to about 160-200 mg of oxycodone use a day which I guess is enough to kill someone without a tollerance and everyday I wish I wouldn't wake up from my nod. When this isn't enough I turn to casual sex on grindr just so I can still feel sexy and desired, I never use condoms because I hope I get HIV, that'll kill me in a few years if I don't treat it hopefully. Oh I should also mention that the only person that ever loved me unconditionally no matter how bad I got died of cancer when I was 19, the same time my "fiancé" left me. He was actually pretty good at dealing with my crazy, he knew how to work around it but after losing my mom I got really bad. Wanna know what's funny? I have a high paying job! I'm really smart and manipulative so I was able to cheat a resume and land a 30$ an hour job, I just pretended I knew what was going on lol I've even bought a car recently. I have this random peaks of energy and sanity I think where I set a goal and then I work hard to acheieve it, all while hiding a drug addiction. This isn't easy to do but any addict can tell you that they'll figure something out to push them through the day. As you can see this is so haphazardly written because this is how my brain works, I'm never on a single path and do you want to know the sickest thing that torments me the most in my life? I love. I love so hard. I love everyone and everything. All I want to do is love each and every person on this earth and i know that I have enough compassion in my heart to go around to each one of you but with my deadly desire to be desired like that in return all I do is hurt anyone who crosses my path. I've stopped now. I even got on methadone to start saving up a chunk of money for my family and entered the methadone clinic who dose me every morning before work, then I go to my office, milk the fuck out of the clock, go home, pop some xanax or whatever drug I can get my hands on because I have stockpiled fake pee for the UA's and pass the fuck out. On my days off it's just a blur of some type of intoxication. The beauty of this is, I'm no longer harming anyone, I tell my family I'm just dedicated to my career and they believe me because they see the new diesel (used 2011) Ford Dually I bought. I'm not in emotional pain for the lack of not having human interactions. My account is growing slowly but since I don't pay rent I can put almost half my monthly income into savings. I've written a list of the names of all the people I've hurt and for each name is a letter telling them everything that's beautiful about them. In 6 more months (if my body can hold up to my downers at night and daytime stimulants) I'll leave on a positive note with my dads debt paid off and my brother a newer truck which he should be able to make the payments on with the way I got the loan set up. Fuck you guys I'm so sorry I've failed you all. I was supposed to be the one to take every tear and change it for you... there has never been a time when my compassion didn't bring joy to someone's face, in fact that's the only thing that's kept me here this long. Kill me if you want and can find out who posted this, it would help. Today is January 7th.. late July and the toxic creature that has infected our existence as a species will enter the void of nothingness. Damnit, I was supposed to be something so beneficial. Anyway, bye babes. You have my love - mine is not to reason why, yours is not to make reply for I am to do and die.
#insanity #death #suicide #fear #addiction #abandonment #loss
I fought death for so long. Then I had one brief moment of hope.
I jumped thru. It looked like a second chance. I started pushing. Trying to serve those I love. It looked so promising.
Then my faith was used against me. Go forgive the nasty people who broke you. So I went to one. I love you. It could not have went any worse.
Well maybe if an asteroid fell & hit earth. But it was pretty bad. It broke me. I was too weak to endure that. Had not healed yet. I tried to climb back. I almost made it. But most of the things I loved were now out of my influence. They all suffered for my failure.
I almost put it all together. Then I nearly died. I don’t know how I’m alive. I should not be. It’s like the dead arose.
So I tried to fix it all. Then COVID. All this. Them. I keep trying stand, then another hammer falls on me.
I reached out & did some kindness for others I love. A gift of myself. I don’t have much of that left. Thought good day. Then I just got a lot of very bad news. Two friends may die. One almost certainly.
At this point I’d rather get in a rink with the heavy weight champ.
I’m not sure how much a person can endure or take.
The problem with love, is it hurts. But to not love, is to hurt others.
You know that sad child game. I wish I’d never been born. You get the Xmas movie It’s a Wonderful Life.
Well not for me. I suck. But I have saved lives. Had wonderful children. Helped a lot of people. I couldn’t wish myself away.
Ah duck it. I gotta Stand.
I did something so dumb but wanted to do this for helping poor kids out there. and I over spent $1,000 plus and want to spend other $700 on xmas secret santa gifts for kids for salvos because they don't have enough and I am on a disability pension and I feel so stupid I did this but I want to. I do care. I wish someone could help me raise some money to help fund my idea. Its not for me but for the kids out there. I just want to let them know someone cares. if you start a go fund me on chemist page I would appreciate it. I am doing products kids can use like shampoos, hand wipes, body sprays and lip balms, toothpaste and toothbrushes etc.
am I a loser dickhead or what? !
fuck xmas and being poor I am sick of it. I poor but I want to help. so go figure it out.
#with #scratches #of #rash #and #infection #i #want #to #still #help #others
My husband doesn't eat me the way I wish he would. I could do an awesome job. Now I think of trying my ways on a girl to see if I could give her great pleasure. Am I turning lesbian?
I became really close friends with my English and math teachers in high school. I even babysat for them. After graduation, they became really close friends of mine. We would drink and tell stories. After about a year of this, I learned that they are in an open marriage. And I also learned that this woman, kinda not pretty and over twice my age, wanted to fuck me. We were already faced and I went for it. Her husband was in the house. And he would occasionally walk through the room. After about an hour of sex he walked in and said break it up or else he would join. I cheated on my girl for some 38 yo cougar. I have dropped them as friends and refuse to talk to them.
I am Charlene 14 skinny and my boobs nut started yet so boys dont give me any attention. I have no sexual experience except masturbating and what learnt at school. I really wanted to feel a real cock so I made a plan. I went to see grandad and asked if I could sit on his lap like when I was little. He was suprised but agreed. I was wearing a short skirt and my thinnest knickers not sexy as my mom wouldnt let me have anything like that. I wriggled on his lap until I could feel his cock growing and said my skirt is a bit caught up can you please tuck it under me. He started to ajust my skirt and I could feel his hand on my bottom. His hand started to move between my legs and I was feeling very aroused but got scare and got up and said I had to go. I dont know whether I will try this again but it gave me a huge masturbation.
26 yo straight female married 7 years. Lately when I am super horny and masturbating, I imagine our sexy nanny eating my pussy. It's difficult to mb between baby, husband, and nanny. I get turned on by the way she watches me breast feed, dress, bathe, ... . She is so exotic and special... I am embarresed at how out of control my thoughts are.
#nanny #exotic #young #sexy #lesbian #straight #husband #baby #bathe #breastfeed #pussie
Yesterday, I was VERY drunk and when I am drunk I get the strangest ideas. So yesterday, I left a big sausage in my neighbour's sand box, I pooped in the sand box.
Oh, I hope her terrible spoilt brat of a son will play in the sand box tomorrow. :-)
Someone tried to walk right beside we without having been vax. And with no mask. The duo started mocking people who get the vax. So I started politely mocking people too afraid of the vax. They said the whole world should have waited 3-5 yrs for proper testing. So I said yeah millions of people having took it isn’t enough proof for morons. They’d rather the whole world die while they follow a few hundred test subjects. Those millions who are fine aren’t enough.
I told them I know someone who was like them. She wouldn’t vax or mask. So she gave it to her family. Now one is on life support and a few are dead. She needed a hospital but they gave her emergency new treatments & she barely lived. But now she’s always tired. Can’t taste or smell. Coughs a lot. But on the plus side she did get the vax & now wears a mask.
I told them that on the plus side. All these people dying who won’t vax are creating job opportunities. I know two people who had bad jobs. They listened to me. And because they would vax I work long hrs they have now been promoted. They now make great money. Great benefits. Will get a retirement. All because of others who wouldn’t vax. So those too afraid of a vax will leave a void when buried. Or by refusing the vax. Letting responsible people get ahead. Or they may just pull an oxygen tank around for life after surviving Covid. I know someone now doing that.
Two people who argued with me about Covid just buried relatives this month. They are worried about relatives in the hospital. They laughed for a year. On the plus side they finally vaccinated.
One of my relatives works in an over flower hospital. He says people come in begging for the vax. Tell him about their children that need them. The people they love. They beg for the vax. Then they die. And another anti vaxer takes their place begging for the vax but it’s too late.
I told those people some of these stories. But I said at least the funeral homes are making a lot of money.
Well these two people weren’t laughing anymore. They looked freighted. They decided they needed to leave the store. Go look for a place that might have the vax.
I may have saved their lives. So that was mean of me. But with good intentions.
Then I went back outside and got in the car with my good looking date. She got her vax when she could. Whew. She’s so good looking. But the rest of my date is too hot to share. I’m glad I’m vaccinated. I like having hot dates. I want to keep doing it for years. She loves that I’m vaccinated.
The last time I called my grandma was about 7 months ago. I just don't have the nerves to talk to her because she's really annoying and very exhausting. She is a knows-it-all and a total brick.
I don't feel bad that I broke ties, she's just so annoying.
"He's jealous." The three members of Silverchair met in primary school. They don't talk anymore. nor do filipinos to them as well.
I spend a lot of time at my girlfriends house. I have gotten really close to her family since we started dating. Her mother seems to really have taken a liking to me because she is very flirty and innocent. I spend the night a lot and sleep in a separate room than my girlfriend because her parents are looking out for everyone. One morning I woke up to her coming into my room to see if I wanted anything for breakfast. I politely told her I was good and she then sat on the edge of the bed. I felt a little awkward when she did this. She asked how I slept and I told her I slept fine. She then proceeded to lift up the blanket and stare at my boner and said oh it does look like you slept fine. Without hesitation, she put her hands down my pants and grabbed my cock and slowly jerked me off. She went faster and faster until I just pulled my pants off completely and spread my legs and let her work. I was breathing heavy and she asked me if I like when she jerked me off. I softly said this feels amazing please don't stop. She leaned in and kissed me then moved toward my cock. When she got there she wrapped her lips around my shaft and gagged herself all the say down. I felt like I was going to explode then it came. Warm salty cum gushed out of my cock into her mouth and she swallowed every last ounce of it. She pulled my pants back up and asked how it was. I laid there in ecstasy unable to speak and she stood up and said that what I thought then walked out of the room and into the kitchen.
I don’t know why but I love leaving my mark on places, the idea of spray painting my own special tag on huge things, whether it’s the side of a train or buildings seems so exciting to me, the rush, the adrenaline. Me and my friend (both females age 14) have painted and written with sharpie at skateparks and random parks. It’s honestly just fun, I love going back there and seeing what I wrote and looking at other people’s work. I honestly think it’s a form of art.
But it’s also dangerous, I’m aware of how easy it is to get caught. I wish it wasn’t illegal. I haven’t done anything in at least six months though.
I'm gay, I'm 14 and gay, I live in Missouri and I just want to get fucked, and fuck guys, I want to give bj's and I want guys to give bj's to me, and I just want to find true love and have a husband with me by my side.
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