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I think my boyfriend likes talking to other girls more than talking to me. He often seems very distracted when I try to talk to him but as soon as another girl shows up, he's "awake" and fools around with her. I guess I am very jealous about that but it keeps me wondering.
I now think about breaking up with him, just to let him pay. I feel bad all the time and could cry all day long and I want him to notice but he doesn't.
I (f15) and my boyfriend (m15) were hanging out and we made out and he got a boner and then he said "wanna give me a bj" i didn't want to but i didn't wanna say no so i gave him a bj and then after he fingered me and i got really nervous so i puked on the bed and it was his parents bed oops
I am a straight 16 yo virgin with a boyfriend. I live at home, do school, and p/t work. So I am busy. It's not easy to masturbate, but I do enjoy playing with myself before sleep. I don't think I've had the Big O yet. But my arousals intesifies when I read. Some confessions are so juicy, I return for more. I have thought of kissing my best friend but it's only a fantasy. I read some say it's natural for a girl to kiss a girl once but not in my world. Maybe a kiss would go on to the big O. it makes me really wet, my heart beats up, my thoughts go rampant, and it's so hard to keep quiet, but I must. I am confused as to why I get like this when I am super horny. In a normal state of mind I don't have sexual thoughts of my friend.
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Ok so this one is going to be a complicated one. I broke up with my ex boyfriend last summer, but we still talk to each other and text a lot.
He also found out that his dad has cancer. He is very very close to his family so this is a tough one.
His dad is deteriorating and the doctors say he only has a couple of weeks left.
I met my ex quite often the last time, we met up and talked and watched TV. But only just as friends. I want to be there for him when his dad passes away. I really like his dad, so it's gonna be hard.
We agreed to be friends, but I think that he waits for an opportunity to make a move or something..
I really like spending time with him and I of course still love him, but I am not sure if this is the right time. Or if there is a right time at all.
I broke up with him last year because of long distance and little time for each other and stuff like that. And one part of me wants to get back together with him. But I guess I could have those feelings because I pity him or something? I don't know..
Well, I confess that I am selfish and spend time with my ex because I do not want to be alone. And because I pity him because of his father.
I love him, but I'm tired of being patient and accepting his moody whims and anxiety driven doubts. Sometimes I want to scream at him "grow the fuck up!" But instead I calm myself and busy myself with cleaning or go do something alone to breathe through my frustration and anger.
He's in his mid-30s and a divorced father, so I expect him to be a bit more mature than he is, but maybe that's my problem. We are the same age and it's frustrating that he hasn't learned how to be more responsible and take more initiative.
He seems incapable of moving forward and making decisions about his future, which is largely because he endlessly feels stuck by his kids and hopeless about the future.
We are adults, it's time to stop crying over the spoiled milk and make the most of the life we have, which is pretty amazing actually. He backed out of marriage and now he wants to back out of living together, but still claims to love me and want to be only with me. Truth is, if I move out to "give him time" to get his shit together, I already have my eye on another guy who can warm my bed for me. I hate being alone. I hate living alone. I have feeling alone. If he can't understand that after everything we've been through, then he doesn't really know anything about me. I love him more than I have ever loved anyone I didn't give birth to, but I'm tired of being the after thought. I'd like to be someone's priority for a change because I always prioritize the person I'm with.
I'm so fucking angry I want to scream. Why do men have to be so fucking selfish!? Even the good ones have a sense of entitlement that because I'm a woman I'll pick up their mess and help them take care of their kids because they're in over their head. Then they take advantage of me, like I'm nothing special for taking care of them and theirs.
I got a lot of love to give and I spoil my man as much as I can, so what gives? Why is it fine for me to take my man out for his birthday and he can't even write my name on a store bought card let alone take me out to dinner!?! I'm gone for a WEEK and I come back and the house is destroyed. He leaves for 4 days and comes back to a clean house. I go out for groceries, I bring back stuff he likes. I make little things to remind him I love him and show him I'm his. I don't yell or complain or whine or bring up crap that's done and over with. I never get jealous or pressure him for more time. I'm a really great girlfriend, actually. I don't spend his money or expect him to buy me things. I don't mess with his stuff or make our life about me. I love his family and remember important dates, I take care of his kids and try to be fun and supportive and loving and happy. When something goes wrong, I shrug it off and keep moving forward. I hold him when he's hurting and celebrate when he's excited about something. What else am I supposed to do? I never deny him sex and we have a great sex life. I cuddle him and give him attention all the time, flirting or being playful, teasing and just being warm and kind. If he needs space, I'm happy to give him space and go do my own thing. But if I want to go out, it's usually he wants to stay home. I'll be the third or fifth wheel with my friends because he just wants to stay home.
I know I deserve to be treated better, but I don't know if I believe such a man exists. My boyfriend is the best guy I've ever met, even all this bullshit included, because I have known a lot of selfish assholes. I've loved addicts and mentally ill men. I've taken care of them as they cry on the toilet, shitting while they're high and depressed. I hold them as they sob ugly tears because they've cheated on me or found themselves in a bad place and they know they're hurting me - but I can't stand to see them so destroyed so I hold them and let them fall apart while I hush them and tell them it's going to be ok, that I still love them. Because I do still love them.
I want to cut out my own heart and light it on fire. I don't want to be swayed by men. I don't want to love my boyfriend so much that I put up with all his bullshit, waiting for him to figure it out because he's been at a disadvantage for so long. I am so weary of this fucking life. I can't be anything but nice. It's not in me to bitch at people or be mean. I don't want to hurt anyone. I just want someone to love me and think I'm special with as much excitement and effort as I put into my love and admiration of them. Even steven. Is that really too much to ask?
I'm in love with this guy for over a year now... but there are two problems. For one, he has a girlfriend and for two, he's the best friend of my boyfriend.
At my boyfriend's, I changed into my swimsuit in the pool bathroom and left my clothes there. When I returned to get dressed, my underwear were gone so I dressed without them and moved on. My boyfriend was with me, so the horny widower stole them. I gave him a smirk and imagined him sniffing and jacking off on them. I got excited and wanted him to look up my shorts to see I had no panties. Maybe he could see how smoothly I had just shaven. I felt so nasty, horny, and wet. I was inventing what I could do on my next visit. I was so involved, I forgot my boyfriend. I will surely masturbate tonight. With tonights event on mind, masturbation would be more enjoyble than sex with my boyfriend. His father might be 18 years older but is more attractive, more manley and handsome with lots of confidence and surely longing for young sex.
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I don't even know if I want forgiveness. But I find this overwhelming urge to confess. I can't keep it in. The father of my child admitted he still has feelings for me. It felt like I was in a dream. He was out of my life and our son's life for 11 years. We've made amends and we are all on good terms. But things have felt off. Weird. I get mixed signals from him. He told me today he is always happy to see me and he always looks forward to seeing me because he still has feelings for me. He never stopped. Then he dropped the real juggernaut: he wants to have sex with me. He thinks about it. I admitted I think about it, too. That's the part where I feel guilty. Well, the first part of it. I can't tell him no. I am dangerous when sex is involved. I'm a lust addict. I felt myself flushing with feelings of lust when he was talking to me. Thoughts and feelings were swirling around. All the fantasies I've had about him since he resurfaced were playing in my head. Him admitting feelings and that he wanted to have sex with me felt like a fantasy playing out in real time. He said he wasn't going to act on it, but then said no, he didn't trust himself either. And jokingly said "well, maybe" in regards to having an opportunity to act on his feelings. It was alluded to several times. Basically, if we at all had an opportunity, or wanted to create one, we could. We could cheat together. I have a boyfriend and he has a wife. I don't necessarily want to cheat on my boyfriend. It's not like a desire I have specifically. Just like he doesn't want to cheat on his wife and hurt her. But when it comes to me and lust--like I said, I'm dangerous. I don't trust myself. I couldn't say no. I don't know how to explain it. It's a familiar feeling. Being overtaken by lust and feeling like I'm not in control. I've dreamed about cheating "accidentally" and feeling the horrific shame of not being able to undo what I did, despite feeling devastated, feeling like I didn't act of my own will. That's what it has felt like in the past. Not being able to say no to someone because, well, I didn't want to say no. I can't separate the "want" from the "should". I shouldn't do it, but I want to. I shouldn't have this slice of cake, but I want it. I cannot deny myself that which I crave. He's a craving. I did not need him to tempt me, to exacerbate and amplify my feelings for him. Especially now that he resolved all the tension and mixed signals I was picking up, I don't have to wonder if he's being an asshole or if he's hot/cold to me because of whatever made up reason. It's all clear now. And what I'm picking up is that he's ready to throw down. If only we had a chance... I wonder if fantasizing about that moment will be enough to satiate my desire. Or if I will need to make it a reality.
Because I have some kind of suppressed anger or something, I hurt my boyfriend VERY often. I don't know how it happens but I often say something that really hurts him or I hit him unintentionally.
Some time ago, I thought about leaving him for another man but I thought we handled it and that we were happy but I notice now that there's still some anger in me I can't control. Very strange.
I am going to break up with my boyfriend by text message.
I've been enjoying making my bf jealous, telling him other guys have been paying attention to me etc. I try to suppress it, but sometimes I just getting annoyed by his late replies often when he's replying a day after. I dont know how to get rid of this toxic trait. It feels satisfying. Right now I've been ignoring him for about a day and some sick side of me is hoping it'll make him want me more. Maybe I need therapy.
I saw that the father of my boyfriend had been watching me and he was hard. Or so it appeared. So I slowly worked myself to him. I gave it a brief squeeze, looked him in the eyes, and asked, what's this? He turned beat red and just smiled. No one was around it was all in fun. Besides I gave him a moment he will remember for quite some time; I hope.
So, freshman year in high school I had my first boyfriend (I am female). We had dated before during the summer but it hadn't worked out. I never stopped having feelings for him, and I got some friends to talk him into asking me out. We were at one of my friends birthday parties, and she told him that he should date me. He laid on my chest while we played "never have I ever" and he was heavier than me, so I wasn't super comfortable but I loved being with him so I didn't say anything. After that we played truth or dare, and some friends dared us to play "seven minutes in heaven. We got to the closet and there was memory foam in it so it was very comfortable. That night we stayed in that closet for nearly two hours, simply laying with each other. He asked me out and I said yes. Shortly after he did, he kissed me and used tongue. We laid together for a bit longer and he started groping me. It felt nice, and he told me I have very nice boobs (32 D). After that we tried to fall asleep together, and he used my tit as a pillow. But the friends came in at about 2 or 3 am and told us we had to sleep in separate rooms. People thought we were fucking. A few days later there was a soccer game, it was raining and our friends encouraged us to go behind the school and make out. So we did, after talking for a while he kissed me. He groped my ass and tits. We both do cross country, so the following week on the bus home from a cross country meet (it was pretty late, and winter so it was dark) he put his hand on my leg and kept sliding it up until he was touching my vagina through my jeans. He also had his arm around me and was trying to grope me. I whispered to him that it probably wouldn't work because I was wearing jeans, and he stopped. I leaned on him and we stayed like that, his arm around me and my hand on his leg. I decided that I wanted to him to keep going, and his hand was on top of mine (the one on his leg) so I took that hand and put it near my breast. He didn't seem to get it so I put it right on it so that he would touch it. He groped it and used his hand to draw circles around my nipple. Then we started to approach our school so he stopped, and we got off the bus and parted ways. Flash forward to Thursday of that week. We had a cross country practice and after practice, I changed and we went in the back of the school, behind a shed. We started kissing, and he was groping my ass and tits. After a moment he started rubbing his hand on my pussy, through my pants. Then he slipped his hand down my pants, and started rubbing on it through my panties, but they had slipped to the side. He then moved them fully and rubbed around. Then he put his hand farther down, and slipped his finger into my vagina. His hands are bigger than mine so it hurt a bit when he first put it in, but then after I got used to it I started moving my hips against his movements. He didn't know what he was doing, so he kept taking his finger out and trying to rub my clit (which he didn't find). Then he would put it back in and just sort of jam it in and out. It wasn't too bad, probably because it was a brand new thing for me. While this was happening he tried to get his hand under my bra, and ended up just moving it to the side so he could feel my breasts without it in the way. He was gentle at first but then started getting a little rough. He stopped fingering me and lifted up my shirt, and then started kissing(maybe licking??) my chest, and massaging my breasts. He tried to unclip my bra, and I decided to do it for him. Then, he noticed the time and said he had to go. He hugged me once more, and left.
Later that night I told two of my closets friends, and I decided to talk to him because I did not like how quickly the relationship was moving. So, we started talking and I told him that. He said that he wasn't planning on doing that it had ended up doing it anyways. He started talking about how hard the relationship was and how he had gotten more stressed when it had started. Then I told him something about how much I had wanted our relationship to work, and he said that he wasn't as into it as me. I was crying at this point. He asked me what he did wrong while he was fingering me and I explained to him a bit of how he should've kept a steady rhythm and how he should've actually found my clit, and maybe went for my G spot. After that he told me that he wasn't happy with our relationship and that we werent similar, and that I was too quiet (I was quiet bc i was nervous around him) and stuff like that. He said that he was pushed into the relationship. He said that he felt that he should've never gotten into the relationship, and that hurt me a lot because I really, really liked him and wanted to spend more time with him, but not move so quickly. He had said that he had asked me out on impulse, and was only thinking of the physical things (basically wanted to use me). And that our relationship was stupid. Then I asked him what he was going to do (was he gonna break up with me or wait and see if it worked out.) He said " I don't think I can do this anymore". I was crying so hard at this point because I had wanted this relationship for so long, and it turned out that he didn't even care about me. Then he said "in any case, bye, see you tomorrow. This will work itself out." I later learned from a mutual friend that he had broken up with me. I certainly did not think that he did, because his texts were very misleading. I felt so hurt from that and hated him. But I couldn't really hate him because I still liked him. Every time I saw him it hurt me. Then when I asked him if he had actually broken up with me (because he was super unclear and I wanted to check with him) he said yes, and left me by saying "k". He was extremely rude, and took so much from me. If I had dated him longer and not boughten up the fact that we were moving too quickly, I probably would've lost my virginity to him.
I know this isn't exactly a blowjob story, but I am still pissed about that and wanted to tell someone.
I am still very devoted to my ex boyfriend.... We don't see each other anymore but I don't want to lose contact to him.... The last time I saw him was in March and he doesn't answer me in Facebook... If he only knew how I feel about him... He took a part of my heart with him....
I visited my mom last year for her birthday. I moved out a few years ago and our contact wasn't that good for quite a long time and to this time last year we wanted to become closer again.
It was a really nice day, we get along very well.. but then her new boyfriend stopped by. He was totally wasted, didn't know that her birthday was on that day or who I was.
He shouted at her for not making dinner and drove off, not without flipping the bird.
I was just so pissed off! I couldn't and I still can't believe how rude this guy was.
My mom told me earlier he's working in a music store. So, when I drove home I looked in.
Well, I don't have to tell you that this bastard is a real pussy, I just threatend him a little bit like 'Yeah man whats your problem??? Leave my mom alone' and stuff and he showed me the white feather.
That idiot haven't got in touch with my mom since then and she doesn't know anything about this incident.
It's for the best I guess
I want my wife to fuck two of her ex boyfriends from high school. Her first bed was named John. She told me when they'd was around the age of 14 - 15 they would go swimming in his pool. She said he would finger fuck her and she would jack him off in the pool. She said they never fucked but would go into his room before and after swimming and straddle him. She said she had her bikini on and he had his trunks on. She said she could feel his cock pressing on her pussy lips and playing with her then 36C tits. I want her to finish the job and gofucking him. Second guys name is Thomas from her senior year of high school. I was dating her at this time when it happened. I am so still turned on. We had a small fight and she wanted her freedom and meet this guy at school. She eventually told me she rubbed his cock through his pants. Then she finally admitted she gave him head at a local chain super store. She said she never fucked him but I don't believe her. I was able to get her real horney a few months ago and made her get his picture of Facebook while she gave me head she was so turned on. I was able to convince him that I was a girl in Facebook and he sent me a cock pic. It's a little smaller than mine but not bad. I just want these two guys to fuck her and I want to record it.
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I am living in sin for several months now. I have a long distance relationship with my boyfriend and we only see each other every couple of months. We've been together for over 10 years now and I am now 25 years old. We promised each other our virginity and wanted to save each ourselves for the other one. I am pretty sure that he will propose to me on Christmas, the next time we see each other.
My secret is that I've been seeing some else since summer. And that is not the worst part. The person I am seeing is also a woman.
I don't know how it happened, but we met on the bus, started to talk and it was just like BOOM! I've never felt anything like this before. I, of course, still love my boyfriend to death, but with this woman... I feel complete, I feel so happy I never thought I could feel.
We went out for drinks rather quickly and that was the same night we shared our first kiss. It was electric. It was magical.
I know now that I am totally and irrevocable in love with her.
But that is not all... She doesn't know anything about my boyfriend either.
We have to keep our relationship secret, because my family is very very very religious and they would never talk to me again if they found out.
And they of course wouldn't talk to me anymore if they only knew that I cheated on my boyfriend.
Why am I writing this now? Because yesterday... yesterday was the first time we had sex. I do not feel bad for the sex itself because it was rather spectacular and I am more than happy that I had my very first time with her. But I feel bad that I am living a life full of lies and that I betrayed and cheated on my boyfriend, best friend since middle school...
I don't know what to do know. I know, someday everything will unravel, but I just don't know what to do....
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I know my boyfriend spies on me and is part of research groups that do global social experiments on me. I also let him mistreat me.
I’m F 17 and I’ve been dating my boyfriend for 5 months (2 officially) and we have a lot of sleepovers. Every time we sleepover things get heated, he fingers me and I give him a blow job. I really want to sleep with him and I know he does too but I’m scared that I’m too young and should at least wait till I’m eighteen. I’m also very very scared of getting pregnant. But I really want to sleep with him. Not to have sex but because I love him and want to share this intimate moment with him. He will be my first but I’m not his. I really want to tell him I love him before I do it though because I want it to be more than just lust. But I’m scared that if I tell him he won’t say it back and if I tell him that I don’t want to sleep with him until I know that we both love each other then he will only tell me to sleep with me. Am I being naive to think that we’re in live so young? Should I just sleep with him because I feel ready? Or should I wait till I’m eighteen?
I have a boyfried and i love him with all my heart. But one day i was with my best friend and we kiss. Now a felt bad 😭
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