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Im 15 gay and boy. I made a fake facebook as a girl texting this boy in school that isnt gay and is one of those who gets bullied and i hate him.but as the girl i said wank off that guy called (my real name) in the changing rooms. His mum comes to my house and tells my parents, school questions me about the situation and i deny everything saying i dont know anything and everyone believes me it has been gone the police know aswell but in scared someone will find out and expose me i dont know what i was thinking at the time but i feel bad someone help me get rid of this guilt
#guilty #online #policeknow #parentsknow #schoolknow #imnervous #someonehelp
My best friend is lesbian she has a girlfriend and I have a bf but last night me and my bestie had sex I felt so guilty but it was so good we are like 13 tho and yk it was really wierd after that I really feel embarrassed and ashamed of myself for doing it with her I hope god can forgive
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I confess to being lazy. I try and do as little work as possible. I often don't do homework assignments until the last minute. As I type this, I have readings I am supposed to be have done. I have not done them because I can't bring myself to do the work. Sometimes, I get lower grades than I should because I was lazy and didn't work as hard as I should have. One time, I put off an assignment for months after it was due.
I nap often because I am so lazy that sleep is a better option than actually doing school work.
I am guilty. I am a sinner. I will seek out ways to discipline myself, and do penance.
I accidentally gave my cat the wrong pill, she is now drugged up and may have liver problems. I feel like I've made an innocent creature go through grief for nothing, it kills me that there's nothing I can do now.
In 1986 when i was 12 years old a neighbor man asked me to sell him my dirty underwear. He said he would give me 100$
stupidly I did and i kept it a secret.
Years later i heard he had gotten in trouble for molesting little girls and they found over 500 pairs of little girls underwear.
I often wonder if mine were in his collection.
Werid.
After I drink hot tea I rewarm the last of the water and put the teabag back in. Then I let the warm teabag sit ontop of my clit until the whole area is warm and pulsing. Once I'm good and hot, I massage the warm teabag in circles, faster and faster until I cum.
I’m suffering from self harm addiction and I’m so guilty because I promised everyone I’d stop but I can’t especially when I have a very bad day
I'm 53, male, and married now for nearly 30 years. No children.
I grew up in a strict religious home. Sex was reserved for married people and I still believe this to this day. I had in my teens what I would consider with my limited experience, a normal libido. Erections with the slightest stimulation: vibration of the school bus, brushing up against a girl, bikini clad tv characters, and all manner of stimulus, and I would have a raging hardon. By 13 or 14, I can't remember, I started masturbating in the shower initially. It gradually increased in frequency all through my teens and early 20s until I finally got married at 23. We were both virgins and very naive. I knew before I married my wife that she had been physically and emotionally abused by her step father who, by the way, was only 12 years older than her. He never raped her, but fondled her breasts and made advances towards her. He even bored a hole through the bathroom wall to spy on her and her sisters. When they discovered the peep hole, they plugged it as best they could and told their mother, but if fell on deaf ears. She couldn't believe he would do such a thing. He did worse to the other 2 girls than my wife, but apparently she was affected more than her sisters.
After we were married for a year, what little sex there was in the marriage ended abruptly. Penetration became painful for her and after many doctors visits, the diagnosis was vulvar vestibulitis. We tried all manner of "cures" for years. Spent thousands of dollars on attempts to "fix" her problems. To no avail. I gradually returned to my old habits and eventually added porn to the addiction. Work, public restrooms, driving down the road in my car, were all opportunities to jackoff. She didn't work much, just the odd part-time job here and there, so I had little to no time at home alone, so I masturbated whenever I had the opportunity.
Over the years, I had a couple opportunities to be unfaithful with other women. About 5 years into our marriage my wife was out of town for about 3 months taking care of her grandfather. Her younger sister and her daughter were moving across several states. Their route took them through our area, so they decided to stop at my house and stay the night before continuing their move. My grandmother lived next door to me, so I stayed with her while my sister-in-law and her daughter stayed at my house. This was all with my wife's knowledge. I had the perfect opportunity to have sex with her and no one would have known. After she left, I masturbated what felt like non-stop for days thinking of her. She has the best looking ass of the 3 sisters. She's also the only physically fit of the 3. How I wanted to fuck the hell out of her before she left. As she was backing out of the drive to leave, I noticed she left something in the bedroom. Some piece of clothing or something. I ran outside and flagged her down. When I handed her the object, whatever it was, she had a somewhat puzzled look on her face. Did she want me to invite her back inside? I don't know, but I had my suspicions. She told my wife years later that I was a better man than my wife knew. We both looked at each other and had that look of acknowledgement. During the same time period, my aunt, who lived across the road from me took in a renter. She was gorgeous! Auburn hair, killer body, beautiful face and wild as they come. I never made a move. Next came my wife's best friend. This was the closest I ever came to cheating physically. She moved in with us, but we were very careful about never being together without my wife around. I came home once to find my wife gone and her friend was laying out in the sun right outside my bedroom window. I watched her from the window and jacked off, more than once, don't remember. To this day, I still think she chose that spot intentionally to tease me. She fained a muscle cramp once to try to get me to give her a massage. I resisted. I watched her drive out of our driveway when she left later that same day only to see here angrily cussing and shaking her head. She eventually got married and moved out. I traveled for work for about a decade. Never took advantage of the opportunity. Always looking, but never touched another woman. I just never got up the courage to cross the line.
When my wife turned 43, a "miracle" happened. Her pain went away and we enjoyed about 5 years of what I believe was a normal sex life. We had intercourse 3 or 4 sometimes more times a week. Then just as quickly as it came, it went away. The pain was back and then she had a nervous breakdown. Can't work, won't leave the house except for doctors visits, sits on the couch and watches tv and plays video games. She's 52.
Should I have left 25 years ago? Sometimes I think so. I went right back to jacking off and the porn obsession has gotten worse. It takes more and more deviant videos to get me off. How I wish I could go back in time. Would I still marry this woman? I really don't know. I just feel worthless, angry, frustrated, and hopeless. I feel as though my life has been a waste as far as my marriage goes. Neither one of us is happy, but it's not for lack of trying. I hope one day this all ends up being worthwhile.
#frustrated #horney #regret #guilty #conscience #sisterinlaw #bestfriend
I love my car and my computer more than my girlfriend.... I don't have a guilty conscience.
I am 17 (f) and I am addicted to lesbian porn. Ever since I was a young girl, maybe around 13, I have been masturbating to lesbian porn. I have only had 1 lesbian experience (which will be a seperate confession) and am desperate for more. I
I am an Indian girl but above the age. I read erotic a lot, like dark stories with lots of sex. Am a virgin, and have never masturbated, but i feel guilty for reading such stuff. But I can't seem to stop it for good. I feel guilty only because my parents doesn't know about it at all.
#sex #indian #guilty #erotic #eroticnovel
Back in middle school there were those two guys who we always bullied.
We locked them in the rest room, took their clothes and made them cry.
It was hilarious back then. But today, I have a really guilty conscience.
Sorry, guys!
I get off thinking about my ex boyfriend. We kind of "hate" each other and I know this is wrong. The worst part is, I get turned on by the thought of his calves. But it's not my fault he's so damn hot :\
I (f/20) took advantage of a stranger a few years ago. I was 16 when it happened and I was in town shopping with my best friend. While walking down the street, a guy around 25/30 came up to us and asked us in broken English if we would like to have some coffee with him and that it would be his treat. My bff was against it at first, but I convinced her. It was free coffee after all!
So, we went to a cáfe and tried to have a conversation with him. He was from some dirt poor country or something like that and his English was really terrible. What we found out was that he wanted to go to university and bring his family to him (they were still in his country of origin) and that he migrated because he thought that he could have a better life here. He had no friends and apparently had a hard time making friends and connections.
We asked him why he wanted to have coffee with us and I am not sure, but I think he thought we were cute or something.
We tried to talk to him for like half an hour or more, but it was more or less pointless. His English was really really bad. Why come to our country if you are not able to speak the language???
Anyway... He went to the restroom eventually and we decided to bolt. He wanted to pay for our drinks anyway, so I guess that is not a problem...
I talked to my bff about it today and she said that we behaved like total dickheads back then. I never thought about it before she brought it up today.. Well, I guess I am feeling kind of bad about it now.
So, forgive me?
#stranger #advantage #freedrinks #poor #bad #guilty #pity #bff #coffee #confession
I am a married women of 34. I have two children and have lived conservative life. I have been married for 12 years and met my husband who is a reason in our church and 14 year older than me. I was a virgin in when we married and have no experience of any one else. I am home all day looking after children. I recently saw my neighbour naked through his window. This played on my mind all day. I have into temptation and spied on his window the next morning. I am ashamed to say that I masturbated at the excitement and anticipation of seeing him again but he was not naked. I feel guilty and as though I have betrayed my husband I have never masturbated before we it's a sin. I am now living in guilt and frustration as I can not stop feeling I want to do it agian.
Dear ex boyfriend, I hope you find peace in heaven and love I couldn't give you when you were alive. Sorry for making you feel like a shit...now I am here feeling like shit myself, I wish I could do something to bring you back to me, but unfortunately I can't. I am hurt because I loved you too...I still do it's just that I didn't know how to show it. Forgive me if you can....I will always love you even though you are not here with me, but your memories are.
One of my co-workers is sick for two weeks now. I think I have something to do with it. He always brings is thermos jug with him to work, and he's a really nervous and bustling person, so I put some suppressant in his tea. His reaction on the drugs were hilarious but now I feel a bit guilty.
I hope he will be fine soon!
#sick #suppressant #tea #guilty
When my bf is at work I look up the most disgusting things to masturbate to. I don't ever want to try any of it but the fact that it's so gross turns me on... I feel guilty afterwards
I am a 25 year old East Indian girl who is obsessed with White men, older men. I have been increasingly involved with older White men who tend to dominate me and treat me like crap. I feel racially and verbally humiliated often but I keep going back for more. A part of me feels guilty and ashamed but a bigger part of me cannot stop. The way they use me makes me crazy!
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