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The most difficult thing for me has always been constipation. Ever since I was little, I had a hard time going to the bathroom to poop and would spend a solid half hour or more trying to push it out.
Pooping is one of the things that I have always feared doing because it was painful every time I tried. There have been occasions when I was so constipated that when I finally did poop, there was blood. Not every time but sometimes.
When I needed to poop, I would bite down on something such as a towel, book, etc. in order to avoid screaming and alarming everyone in the house. Since it was related to poop, I usually did everything I could to conceal the fact that I was having such problems since I did not want to explain to my mother that I have had problems shitting for years.
My mother eventually took notice and was concerned. It was not until I was trying to poop one day that my mother came in the bathroom and saw me squatting over the toilet. After I finished shitting, my mom and I had a long discussion about how long this had been going on for and why I hadn't told anyone so we could have the issue resolved. My response to her question was "I was embarrassed," so my mom began researching and making remedies to soften up my shit.
Despite trying various home remedies, including prune juice and castor oil, she ended up seeing a doctor who prescribed laxatives for me. There is no doubt that those things worked. To this day I still have constipation issues, but overall, I've gotten much better without using laxatives.
Since I've gotten older, I've realized that people have natural issues with constipation and I'm not the only one in the world who has them. I used to be so ashamed to tell people about it in situations where there was no other choice.
To anyone facing the same situation, here is some advice. It is very important to speak up about your constipation so you can get the medical help you need. Constipation can lead to other serious health issues, so don't feel ashamed about talking about it.
Regardless of how annoying it might be, everyone shits, so if they judge you because you have shitting issues, may they one day experience constipation to better understand how you feel.
Thanks for reading
P.S. If you experience constipation, learn from my mistakes and best of luck on your journey
#embarrasing #shittyadventures #toilet #tissue #poop #constipation
I confess at once paid a girl that just got out the gym to let me lick her feet and spit in my face she loved it and I got her number she would always tell me on the phone how he would never even look at me twice unless I pay her and she made fun of my man boobs in public grabing themm laughing while other girls walk
I was staying with my friend and his wife while looking for a job. He was always bragging how hot his wife was and how good she was in bed. I thought she was plain and overweight, but she had a nice big wide fat ass.
Usually I would go job hunting shortly after my buddy left for work and not return until the end of the day. One day, my interview was canceled and I was near the house, so I thought I would stop by and grab a bite to eat. When I came in I heard my friend’s wife upstairs making noises. I went upstairs and peaked in the bed room - she was masturbating with a vibrator. I waited until she was in the throes of an intense orgasm, when I walked in and took off my clothes. She was bewildered, especially when I tossed the vibrator and mounted her. My friend was right, she was a great lay and orgasmed with me when I came deep inside her. After the glow of sex wore off she said she was pissed at me for taking advantage. Then I took her again, bending her over the bed. No complaints after that.
This became a daily routine after my friend left for work. It definitely prolonged my job search.
I've cheated in almost all of my exams and quizzes this school year. I sometimes feel guilty but often not. I know I'm only fooling myself but dang i don't know myself anymore and i always doubting my skills and capabilities. I'm really guilty and super pressured right now... I don't know how or can i even maintain that 96-98 grades? i also cheated in our quiz bee huhuhu
I must confess reading lesbian confessions got me worked up. I ended up masturbating to dirty thoughts of different women I know. I am a 27 SF married and never with a girl.
I am 14, I have a fairly flat chest and a bubble butt, and constantly get teased about it. One day, walking home from school, (my parents were out of town at the time, with a baby sitter watching me) I took a right to a shortcut in a wooded area, hoping it was quicker. I hadn't realized there were a group of girls (all older than me, bigger and more developed, too) had been waiting for me there, with a small gathering of other students of various ages (some younger, some similar ages to the girls and i) waiting to see what the girls would deem "my punishment." Two girls jumped out and grabbed me, one on each arm, and stripped off my backpack. "Welcome!" Another had said. "Today you will be punished!" "You're always such a posh bitch, pushing people around, flaunting your bubble butt, we decided to teach you a lesson!" She announced, with cheering and clapping from the crowd. I'd been wearing a school uniform white blouse, with a long navy blue skirt, pleated and high waisted. I wore black Mary Jane shoes and white tights with high waisted cotton granny panties with "diva" written all over them. Immediately, I was pinned down onto the forest floor on my back, and felt a tug on my skirt. "No!" I yelled, squirming. "Oh, would you rather do it yourself? Strip your little skirt and leggings off, you can keep the shoes if you want." One girl explained, taking out a camcorder and filming me, another girl ready to take pictures. I relented, "Fine." Thinking that was all I'd have to strip off. The two girls holding me down released me, glancing at me with a warning look not to run. I stood up, with the crowd lookin at me with anticipation. I began to unzip the side of my skirt, slipping out of it and handing it over to a waiting hand. Blushing tremendously, I stepped out of my shoes and hesitated with the edge of my leggings. "Do they HAVE to come off?" I asked. "Yep, now hurry, show us your panties." The girl responded. Finally, I pulled them off, stepping out of those as well, humiliated with my diva panties on show, bunched up around my hips. I pulled them all the way up in order to cover myself more, the waistband going halfway up my back and almost to the edge of my small breasts. Everyone was watching, laughing and snapping pictures. I was ordered to put my hand on my head and twirl around, showing off my panties. "Now take off your blouse for us, you'll do it or these pictures will be everywhere." The lead girl warned. Slowly, i unbuttoned my blouse and took that off as well. "And the bra! We know you barely have breasts anyway." I unclasped my bra from behind and let it drop, allowing it to be taken with the rest of my clothes. Again I was made to twirl around for everyone to see the high waisted panties. I was allowed to keep my shoes still. I only had my undies and shoes left. "Think those undies could go any higher, diva?" A girl had asked. "No, I don't think so..." I replied, confused. Suddenly, I was pinned to the floor face-first, with girls holding my arms above me, spread apart, and my legs spread apart too. "These are snug on your butt, huh?" The lead girl teased, playing with the waistband, groping my ass to further humiliate me. Then she pulled the waistband up, giving me a wedgie and exposing my bubble butt to the chilly wind. She gave two small tugs, then pulled up my underwear a bit more all around, so they weren't bunched up. She gave my butt a playful smack and allowed me to get up. "Don't pick your underwear." Then she took more pictures, directing me to hold my waistband up, so it would look like I gave myself the wedgie, taking more pictures. "You're free to go now." "Can I have my stuff back?" "No, you ungrateful brat. And don't pick your wedgie! I wanna see you walk home with your ads hanging out. You have undies and shoes, you can walk home." "No, please! Don't make me walk home like this!!" "Would you rather do it naked?" She offered. I sighed, "No..." "And we'll be right behind you! So don't think you can cover yourself and pick your wedgie!" "Wait, one more thing before you go! Say you love being in a wedgie and wear only undies and shoes! And smile for the camera!" "I love wedgies and wearing embarrassing undies and shoes, it's my favorite outfit." I said, begrudgingly. I ended up having cars honk and people come up to me to take pictures, slap my ass, or hoot as I passed by on my way home. I made it home, where my babysitter laughed at me and forced me to stay in my undies and only allowed me to wear undies and shoes for the rest of the time my parents were gone, following the girl's instructions given to them. They laughed at my humiliation and gave me wedgies too.
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17F and I masturbate on the daily. But there's always that ONE week every month when I can't masturbate the way that gets me every time... I hate periods...
My brothers friends, I've felt them all, their hard cocks while they sleep. Then I felt the greatest one and we did the whole 9 yards. It was my freshman summer and my brothers friend, J, was meaty but not fat, not muscular but not skinny. He was thick. He always acted gay and did gay things like put his under wet like a thong and slapped my ass. Until one night we finally got to sleep next to eachother...I pretended to be asleep but I woke up to a hand rubbing in my underwear and on my ass. Not even 30 seconds after I woke up he was spitting on his dick and shoving it in my right hole. I was asleep but I savored every second of that fat Latino cock in my ass. I was moaning but he had his hand over my mouth so my brother wouldn't hear me. I was taking that dick so good. He then layed down and shoved my head under the blankets, I sucked his cock and spit all over that dick. He push my head down and arched his back up while he shot a fat load in my mouth. I swallowed the whole thing. He turned around and act like it never happened and went back to sleep. We did this for a couple months until my brother and him started drifting. I miss him always making me laugh and flirting with me. And I miss his daddy dick the most.
After many years of marriage I finally shamed by wife into agreeing to get a guy that neither of us knows, in a city we weren't known it at all, and bring him into the bedroom. I hired an escort, he had a really big cock, and came with a recent medical test showing he was negative for diseases. She was naked in bed, with only one small light on, I went in the bathroom with the guy, gave him the money, and he and I stripped and as told to him in private, I had him do it the way my wife wanted. No kissing, she sucked him hard, I was rubbing her clit and licking her pussy and got her wet, the guy fucked her for about 30 minutes. I was sucking her tits, the guy took some turns sucking on them too. She didn't cum but he shot in her pussy. He pulled right out and I got on top of her and took sloppy seconds for the first time in my life. I loved it, I was fucking her like never before with his cum providing so much lube she felt like she was so loose and I loved it. She came twice while I fucked her used pussy and I added my load.
Once again, he was hard and he added a third load to her used up pussy, and then he dressed and left, just as we'd arranged. I opened the drapes, turned on a bigger light so anyone in the building across the street could see her and I naked. I then licked her pussy and she came three more times, I swallowed so much cum I didn't believe I would actually do it, but I didn't mind. She actually told me later she really got off on my licking her cum filled pussy. I cleaned her with my mouth, and kissed here with my sloppy sperm covered mouth, then fucked her again.
After that she got on top of me and sat her pussy right over my face and I got the rest of the 4 loads of sperm that were deposited in her hairy, loose, cum bank. I cleaned her out totally, and we both went to sleep. In the morning my breath was totally "sperm breath" and her pussy smelled like much used sex, the room was smelling of a woman who'd been fucked a lot. I fucked her again, and she once again got on top of my mouth for me to clean her.
We called the same guy back twice that week. Even now, back at our house, we fuck more than we ever have and each time she makes me clean her pussy with my mouth. We found something we both really love, and turns us on. I just wish she'd relax and enjoy it with the other men. I asked her about it but she said it makes her feel like she's not cheating because she's doing it for me, not to enjoy it. She loved the really huge cock, and almost came but had to force herself not to.
But she comes like crazy when I even talk about watching a big cock fucking her.
There are two women that I am very interested in dating and the interest with both seems mutual. I know one is totally crazy and will do nothing but piss me off once we start a relationship because I've seen how shady she can be but I find myself drawn to her more than the other. I know she'll likely cheat on me, or take advantage of me, because I see her doing it with her current boyfriend with me but I just can't help myself. The other girl is really sweet, kind, sexy as hell, and for whatever reason, I'm just drawn to the psycho.
I am a 22 year old white male. I enjoy flashing my cock to anyone who is willing to look over. I am trying to tell my story on this website. This is a great website.
So, this segment has happened multiple times but I will only tell you about one, the other times happened exactly like this but just more then once. So, when my sister was in her room and I was in mine, but we were getting ready or she was going to go downstairs soon. I would drop my pants, either to take a shower or change, but instead of going straight to the shower or other clothes. I would openly jack off in my door way so my sister had no way of missing it while she walked down the stair. That are right next to my room's door. I would be standing there with my cock in hand and stroking fast, waiting for her to come out and look right in my room at my cock. She never disappointed. It was always a thrill for her to see me jerking off in my room.
It was 1978, and I was ten years old. I was what used to be known as a 'poindexter'...a small, bookish boy who knew more about the inside of a public library than I did a public park. This fact was not pleasing to my father who wanted a strong, manly man to carry on the family name.
So it was that summer that my dad tried to 'man me up'. He enrolled me in every junior sports league available in our small town... and I failed miserably at all of them. Finally, in desperation, he signed me up for swimming lessons at the YMCA. He told me stories of his days swimming at the'Y', naked men and boys cavorting together in the pool. I think he hoped that my seeing other males with masculine physiques would inspire me to utilize the gym facilities there and 'bulk up' before I hit puberty.
I think it actually disappointed him that they no longer allowed nude swimming, but he still had hopes that I'd somehow blossom into the manly child he longed for.
That first session was truly an eye opener for me. It was the first time I'd ever been naked in any way that might have been considered public and it was the first time I'd ever seen anyone else naked... EVER! I was actually startled with how quickly and easily my burly father stripped down in front of total strangers when he'd never even gone around in his boxers at home. And I was equally shocked at the wide range of males casually strolling through the locker room naked... even some of the younger kids engaged in horseplay in the nude inside the shower room.
I slowly undressed, hiding as best I could behind my now totally naked father and quickly pulled my thin swimming trunks up while drinking in this smorgasbord of naked man-flesh. I felt something stirring in me alright, but it was not a passion for working out or sports of any kind!
I followed my father out to the pool and he arranged for a lifeguard to help teach me to swim. Is actually surprised that the teacher who came to me was none other than Mr. Anderson, my quiet, still single piano teacher.
The first thing I noticed about Mr. Anderson was how much younger he looked out of his usual frumpy white shirt and bow tie. Also, he was thin, but muscular. The last thing I noticed was that unlike everyone else's swim trunks... he wore bright red underwear-style swim briefs. I'd never seen anything like it before! And since he'd already been in the pool, he was soaking wet which made those small briefs cling to the gentle curve of his crotch, which in my newly discovered sexual awakening, seemed to bulge out to enormous proportions!
"Hi, Greg!" Mr. Anderson smiled and waved at me, noticing how I shyly ducked behind my father like a shield.
My father pushed me out front like an eagle forcing it's young from the nest, "He's never been swimming before. I think he's just scared." The adults shared a good natured chuckle at my expense while I struggled to breathe passed the lump that had formed in my throat.
Mr. Anderson bent over and patted my shoulder, "Nothing to be scared of, Greg. You conquered Chopin, you'll conquer this!"
Evidently, I had little choice. But under Mr. Anderson's tutaledge I soon mastered my fear of swimming and even learned to dog paddle...in the shallow end. That first hour seemed to fly by, and I found myself loving the intimate touches of Mr. Anderson's hands on my stomach, thighs, and buttocks. I was actually sorry that our session ended and we headed back to the locker room together.
My father was already in the shower room... naked... and was rinsing out his trunks when we walked in. Mr. Anderson paused under one of the open shower heads and peeled out of his tight, wet suit. "Hey, champ. You need to rinse the chlorine out of your hair and suit!" He turned around and grabbed my arm before I could duck out into the main changing area.
I stopped, frozen in my tracks! There in front of me was my piano teacher and swim instructor in all his glory!! The sight of his shaved body, heavy balls and long cock tucked under a thick bush of curly black hair seared itself into my prepubescent mind! I couldn't move! I felt sure I stood there gawking at his naked tool for what seemed an eternity, but when he turned back and started the shower head next to his, I realized it had only been a few seconds.
"Here, use the shower next to mine. I'll show you how to rinse your suit real good." I gulped... probably too loudly, and timidly untied the drawstrings of my nylon swim trunks. It must have been the slowest disrobing in the history of man. It felt like forever as I pulled this clinging shorts down and stepped out them. I felt mesmerized by the slow swinging of Mr. Anderson's crotch as he finished rinsing his briefs and began to lather up with soap from the wall dispenser.
I stood like a naked statue under the water spray holding my trunks in front of me like a shield. I'd never had an erection before. It sort of hurt, but it felt good at the same time. But whatever it was, it wasn't normal, and I was very embarrassed about it.
When Mr. Anderson reached fit my trunks, I know he saw my very stiff pecker, but he never said a word. Instead, he launched patiently into instructing me on how to rinse my shorts and wring them out before hanging them on the washcloth hook. Then he helped me wash my hair, making sure I scrubbed that chlorine out so my hair didn't turn green.
After that we washed our bodies while we talked about swimming, the fall piano recital, and the new school year. I guess sometimes during that casual conversation, my reading erecting subsided and I relaxed considerably around Mr. Anderson.
My father has already finished showering and was half dressed as he talked with some older men about business... or golf... or whatever older men talked about. I noticed many men not seeming to be in any hurry to dress and leave. In fact some served to be lounging on the benches in the nude charging with whomever came by.
I left Mr. Anderson at his locker, nearer the showers and headed back to my father's locker and my clothes. Dad asked me how the lesson went, but I was only half listening. I was watching Mr. Anderson as he dried himself, especially his crotch, and talked with some of the men who were hanging out nude at the shower end of the locker room. With all the bodies milling around, I couldn't be sure, but it looked like one of the men near Mr. Anderson actually touched his cock and fondled his balls. Could I be jealous about that? I'd never been jealous like this before.
I sulked about it all the way home in the back jump seat of the family station wagon. I fumed and seethed internally through supper, and while I brushed my teeth. After watching the Rockford Files, I headed to bed and felt very rebellious. I decided I wouldn't wear my pyjamas and would sleep in my white y front briefs instead.
But I couldn't sleep. The more I tried to be angry at Mr. Anderson for something I didn't even know had happened, the more I thought about his naked body, and his long cock and heavy balls. And soon, that strange feeling can't over me again, and I felt another erection coming on.
Gingerly, I reached under the chenille covers and inside my underwear. I touched my small, aching cock for the first time and felt the electric shock as it twitched wildly with a mind of its own! I was so scared! I knew nothing of masturbating, but I felt like I had done something so bad, I immediately pulled my hand clear and turned over to cry in my pillow. I swore as I drifted asleep that I'd never touch my penis again. But sleepy promises are soon broken. But that may be a take for another confession.
I'm 19 yrs old(girl) and I admit that I mastubate almost everyday while watching porn. I know it's a really bad habit but I can't help it, in pretty much horny all the time. It's sucks because I've never had a boyfriend before because I've let my shyness get in the way. I just really want to be with someone who loves me and treats me right so I can his dirty little whore in bed. Is that to much to ask?
I am on a diet right now and I really try to get this to work.
But yesterday I couldn't hold my hunger anymore. I ate all the unhealthy stuff I tried to avoid in a month.
Now I have constipation because my stomach isn't used to this kind of food anymore.
I'm married. Only been for like 7 months. And I want a divorce. My husband doesn't please me and I'm not physically attracted to him in anyway. He tries to control me and treat me like I'm his daughter. Well I'm currently living abroad with him and I met this extremely attractive young man. I've gone to his room a few times and it's starting to turn into a relationship. He fucks me like I've never been fucked before. He just got a new bed today and I got to help him "break it in". We spent almost all of our time off together and I'm starting to have feelings for him. I've wanted a divorce for a while now but I think this is the final straw. I can't wait to be able to get that dick anytime I want it
Because my father is very normal and conventional I like to wear short skirts and tops when I visit him just to annoy him.
I'm 30 years old latina and have been married for three years. For the past year we have been trying to get pregnant with no luck. This week I just found out that i'm pregnant. Problem is that two weeks ago I attended a conference for my company where I had to stay overnight. That evening my boss and I had dinner where we had a bottle of wine then afterward went to the bar for a couple more drinks. I then made the mistake of going back to his room for a nightcap where we ended up kissing which led to us sleeping together having unprotected intercourse. Now I have no idea whos baby I'm carrying but suspect it's his since my husband and I were having trouble conceiving.what i do now??
I commonly have sexual thoughts involving a few of my female friends and yet am still able to be good friends with them and not feel particularly awkward about not being more than friends. Like, I'm not weirded out by it. I do know I would enjoy if something hot happened but I don't feel particularly sure they'd do great romantic partners either. Is this normal ?
I'm f16 and I'm dating a guy (18) and he's the love of my life. I love him so much. We've been together for almost 3 years and have been sexually active for two. He has never cheated on me and loves me so much. Last summer I was talking to another guy I was going to school with and it turned into more than just talking. We started sexting and eventually we had sex. It was different because I had been with my boyfriend for so long and I was really nervous. Since then we've only seated but we plan on fucking tomorrow after school. He has a huge dick and it felt really good. My boyfriend is kind of small and it doesn't really please me all the time. He doesn't know I'm fucking one of his friends but his dick is so good I just keep going back for more.
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