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I am a young woman, tall, thin waist, long legs, and large natural tits. I am somewhat of a naturist I guess, I'm naked as much as I can be. I like being exposed in public. Just wearing a see through too small for me sundress gives me so much joy or an off the shoulder loose crop top so you can see under-boob or see down the top when I go shopping. I let the elderly man next door see my naked all the time. Just by walking outside around the yard. I buy tank top s and bikini's too small for me so they just sort of fall off by bursting. I love short skirts, like so short they barely cover my ass. I just can't help it. I once wore a see through blouse with no bra or camisal underneath with a one of my very short skirts to a local carnival. In the spring, when it was my prom, the dress I wore would have probably been banned at most school proms... and it fell off on the dance floor.
I flirt with people when I'm bored and that's a risky thing we do because nobody wants to catch feels.
I have a scarf and blanket fetish! Absolutely love seeing a woman wearing a thick soft chunky scarf or lieing under a fuzzy blanket. Love imagining and experiencing the soft feel of the fabric on my skin and quite frankly it turns me on!
It has turned into a obession as well. I have bought a lot of scarves and blankets over the years, like a lot a lot! All different sizes and materials, the bigger the better. Always looking for a new piece, one that I dont have yet. Fantasizing about the feel and the softness of the fabric.
Blanket scarves are just the best thing ever, big soft warm and comfy! It does suck that females have it easy when it comes to this, they have so much choice... While the male equivalent is just blegh.. limited. Even started to buy 'female' scarves, but mostly gray and black ones. I have about 30 scarves now and sometimes I feel embaressed wearing them in public, like it is not the most manly thing to wear... Atleast that it what the voice in my head keeps saying. What can I say? I just love the comfy feeling a big soft scarf gives, so shut up voice! Gosh, winter cant come fast enough!
Same for blankets! There is nothing more relaxing than sitting on the couch all bundled up in blankets, nice and warm. My girlfriend loves it too. Hell we have over 10 thick soft blankets in the house, with more to come I reckon. All different fabrics, but all are comfy and soft.
Scarves and blankets! I love them :)
I masturbate everyday thinking of my young sister in law. even think of her while making love to my wife in bed.
My neighbor and I were sipping wine and chatting. I was telling her this and that about my marriage and how my husband leaves me unsatisfied. Next thing I know she was kissing me. It ended with me having my first experience with another girl. Now I am sorting things out. I was so horny and totally lost control. I confess.
#guilt #sex #girlgirl #lesbian #horny #husband #neighbor #69 #kiss #first
I am obsessed with female clothing. Yes, I am a closet cross dresser. My girlfriend knows nothing about my cross dressing. We had an argument so I left and went into the city which is fours away. Taking one of my slutty cross dressing outfits with me. I had a room and decided to finally go out in public like the sissy slut I have always wanted to be. I went to a bar and was hit on right away. I hooked up with the guy and ended up back at his place. When he took his close off he had the biggest cock I had ever seen. I felt a strong sensation to suck it. He walked over to me and stood with his big cock inches from my face. I picked the semi erect mammoth and with out hesitation started sucking on it as if my life depended upon it.
When he had me straddle his cock so he could take my virginity. He also stroked my little sissy cock at the same time as I humped his cock. When he climaxed so did I in the most mind shattering orgasm I ever have had. I spent the night with him and found it hard to leave the next day. I want to be with him more than my girlfriend so I broke up with her. Looking forward to visiting my new lover and his wonderful cock.
I’m DEADPOOL. That’s right, I’m the real Deadpool. No I’m not crazy. I’ll leave a secret code that only those who really know me could figure it out. WMHRSNSCARDCESCAECKAGCFLFWAHACLJ. Only the few who really know me could decipher that.
I started making up characters as a kid. Deadpool started in the 70’s. That’s right. Your getting the real origin of Deadpool.
I had some old comics. In one of them the Shadow fought a Ninja dressed in Red on a sub. My favorites were Cap & the Avengers, & Batman. But I liked this red ninja. So I made me as a super hero named “Red Ninja” when I was really little. In time the character got a much better name.
Over time he got cooler names. I won’t tell you his real name. My real character he became in my 20’s is very similar to Deadpool. I like mine better.
When I nearly died recently I destroyed all my 1,000’s of characters & their back stories. Old drawings. I’d hoped to one day draw my own comics, or let my children. But I’m near death so it’s not going to happen. No one wanted them. So I shredded them. I had to move into a tiny place. I had some way cool stuff though.
Starting in the early to mid 80’s I sent some of my worst characters & some ideas to Marvel Comics. I was going to use the good ones for my own comics. I’m pretty sure I saw one of my characters vaguely in a comic. Very vaguely. Either way I got some No Prizes. Empty envelops. The first one I wrote & said I didn’t get a prize. The prize was no prize, an empty envelope. You just give them ideas for characters; stories. But it becomes their property. You give it away.
Well; somewhere around 1990 or so; while in college, I decided to send Marvel one of my mediocre characters. I kept the best to myself. I was offered an art scholarship, but pursued other stuff.
Please realize I “gave” them the character. Just a rough idea. I did not give them my real character. I honestly don’t even remember what all I wrote in the letter.
In no way am I claiming anything beyond a rough idea. They apparently took a vague idea & made something cool out of it. So the character is completely theirs. I merely gave them a seed to plant & grow. Im not even certain they used my idea. The visual; mannerisms, & name make me convinced they did. Either way; I gave it away for fun, so who cares.
Around this time I was still collecting comics; but I stopped. That’s why I mailed this to them. My life was fixing to change dramatically. No more time for childish things. No more collecting comics. So since I doubted I’d ever pursue my comic ideas; I gave Deadpool (not my characters real name) away as a joke. I wanted to see if “I” could live on in the comic books, in case I died on a battle field. I loved Marvel. If they thought him/me worthy of being a super hero/villain, then it would mean my much better characters would be cool if I ever made my own comics. I had 100’s better than Deadpool.
Well I forgot all about it. No more kids stuff for me. My kids got into all the super hero stuff many years later. One day my daughter said dad. You have got to watch this movie called “Deadpool”. He’s just like you. I scratched my head. Realize my character has a different name. But I’m pretty sure I called the alternate less fleshed out version of red ninja; the bad “punisher” like pretend version of me, “Deadpool”. The one I mailed Marvel.
She said he’s just like you. The guy who plays him looks a lot like you (not really. But I am attractive. And I married a beautiful woman). He talks endless trash. Is always trying to be funny. Uses two swords and guns at once. Wears a red ninja outfit. Never shuts up. Cusses. Can do all that ninja gymnastics stuff like you. He’s you. Huh? That did sound like me.
So I watched the movie; remembered sending the idea to Marvel, & laughed my butt off. She asked what was funny. I said that is me. That’s really me as a super hero. I mailed that idea to Marvel before I married your mom way back in college. I didn’t know they made it into a super hero. Of course she didn’t believe me.
Now let’s be clear. I’m not taking credit for the character or anything. I can’t even remember what I mailed them. I had been drawing characters since age 7 or so. Red Ninja had been me since the 70’s.
I was finally giving up buying & collecting comics. No more drawing & expanding characters. I was putting all of that away & growing up. Time to leave college & start life. I never thought of that stuff again till she made me watch the movie. She was right though; that was me, especially back in the late 80’s & early 90’s.
I won’t bore you with the whole story & details. Nor can I remember what all I actually even mailed them. But either way; I gave it to them. Looks like they used it. I was hoping someone would turn it into a character. That if I died I’d still be alive in a sense as a super hero. Just a private joke. So in my mind anyways; I pulled one on Marvel, got them to turn me into a super hero of sorts.
So since I have no clue what I mailed them I’ll show why my daughter saw the similarities. She had seen me training with two swords at once. And two knives. She’d seen me throw weapons & shoot guns with both hands. I’m an expert marksman with near any weapon, with both hands.
I do know martial arts. I have easily beaten multiple black belts with my mixed fighting style in training. I have extremely fast reflexes. Makes me really hard to fight. When I sent it in I had finally managed to slim my muscular body down from 275 lbs to under 250. To para jump or slide down ropes out of copters you must weigh under 250. I was so lean and low fat I had cuts & veins everywhere. I thought Deadpool having healing powers like Wolverine would be great. Instead of claws he’d use two swords & pistols like me. He’d have my agility; athletic ability; super strength (I was a power lifter). Only magnified for comics of course. I’m the lame real life version.
I was very conceited about my appearance & abilities. I talked endless trash. Cussed none stop. I never shut up. I still have a constant smile. I try to be funny and constantly try to make people smile & laugh. A crowd once watched me fight several men. They say I was turning flips. Doing crazy moves. Like Deadpool. And the whole time I was telling jokes and talking trash. That’s true. Like Deadpool.
I used to run track. I could nearly touch the top of a basketball backboard. Great at long jumping.
I was being trained by an ex special forces relative & was intending to join the military soon, which is why I mailed off the idea for Deadpool to Marvel. Letting go of my childish ways. Would be no more time for that. After I mailed it off o bought no more comics. Drew no more characters. I was done.
I had a relative of sorts who used to work with me some. He was impressed by my marksmanship. He had been a soldier & then soldier for hire. Mercenary. I was a great marksman so he thought I should try that after the military.
Well in high school & college I found myself living in this high crime gang controlled inner city. At night it was a war zone. Cops were afraid to come in there at night. So if you got caught up in something you were on your on. Like the fight I just talked about.
Starting as a little kid I used to fight to protect others. I slowly learned to mostly be quiet & passive in school. Until I moved into the gang area. Sometimes I’d fight to protect others. But not in front of teachers. At school I had fought to protect any weak loner. I don’t care what color you are. Religion. Gay. I would protect anyone. In my eyes we are all the same.
Well; those of you who work & goto school full time know, your rarely home. At night I’d wake up to gang activity. Screaming. Gun fire. Fights. People buying & selling drugs. Drug dealers are the root problem in these neighborhoods.
I’ve fought and been chased by gangs in high school. Been shot at just for walking home. Kids on those streets know what I’m talking about. I learned to mind my own business. But a few times I had to go out into the dark night. Batman.
Ninja movies were getting popular. I always trained with two knives & pistols at this time. So now I added two ninja swords.
So around the time I sent this to Marvel I’d snuck out at night & stopped a few crimes when I heard screaming. Usually only for a woman or child. Not dressed as a ninja. I’m the real guy.
I’ll give one example. I heard a woman yelling for help. I went running out. A very large man was trying to attack her with an ax handle. Trying to break thru her window. She was protecting her child. So I fought & disarmed him. Made him run away. Then I had to talk to the cops. Witnesses confirmed my story & I got off. People would watch. But not interfere. I’m lucky people liked me enough to speak up for me a couple of times. Had it been gangs they probably would not have. No one calls the cops on drug dealing gangs. They will do drive byes & stuff. Unlike Deadpool, I can’t magically heal.
I only did these things a few times. Real life isn’t a movie. But my friends had saw me in action. My wife had told my kids those stories & about the time she watched me fight & save another woman. And of course talk to the cops yet again.
In real life once you save the day; you then get to talk to cops; teachers, bosses. You get kicked out of school; paddled; almost arrested; fired. Real life isn’t a movie.
So Deadpool wasn’t really me. He was like an alter me. A bad version of me. He would go off into the military for special forces like I was planning. Be a Merc like I was contemplating. But he’d be half nuts. He’d decide to take out drug dealers and criminals to stop crime at the source. You know that voice in your head that you ignore. Hey go do this. You know better from listening to that voice as a kid. Don’t listen to that crazy voice.
That is the real problem in these neighborhoods. Drugs fuel the gangs. Addiction destroys people. Gangs strike fear in neighborhoods. Everyone is afraid to call or speak to cops. Cops are afraid to come there at night. They arrive way too late & in large numbers. By the time they do it’s usually too late.
So the goofy one in the movies does act a lot like me. Obvi I’m no nutt super hero. I’m the real guy. I based the character off me. I like what they did with it. Totally different from me. As I said; I mailed in a very vague idea. They appear to have developed it into something cool. But I can’t take credit for any of that. But the behavior & general description are so much like me that my daughter realized it when she watched the movie. They’ve all seen me get right up in the face of would be tough guys and talk trash; joke, & cuss just like Deadpool. They’ve seen me lift up very heavy weight. Shoot two pistols at once. Train with two swords. On & on. I have that endless grin on my face. Im the real Deadpool.
So where did the name Deadpool come from? As a child I was an amazing marksman. I never missed. Some vets nicknamed me Eagle eye & Deadeye. I liked Clint Eastwood. So I called the bad; drug dealer pretend version of me Deadpool. Pretty sure I sent that name in with the idea. But it’s not important.
There was a real Hollywood game. People tried to predict who would die. Then bet money (a pool). So this Deadpool version of me would instead pick which deadly criminals should die. He’d take their drug dealing money. That would be his income. His “pool” of money. Plus; Eastwood had a movie out around that time, “the Deadpool”. I think I was watching it on VHS when I wrote the letter.
Clint Eastwood played a vigilante in Dirty Harry movies. I preferred the spaghetti westerns.
So since I don’t think I’ll be alive much longer I thought I’d secretly confess that I’m convinced I’m the basis for Deadpool. I don’t care if anyone believes me. I did specifically tell them they could have the idea. I did ask them to turn it into a character for Marvel comics. I didn’t send them the real character. He was much more complex and pure. Instead I sent them something I thought people would want to watch & read. This was in the rap anti establishment days. No one liked Cap anymore. I’m a whole lot more like Cap. But no kidding. As I type this there are ninja swords hanging above my bed. There are two pistols on a nightstand by two knives. As I said; Im the real Deadpool. Well; sort of.
What do I look like? Well I’m very sick now. But I’m very lean. Weigh about 255. Very muscular. I was born with blond hair & blue eyes. People say I’m attractive. And I act “a lot” like the character in the movie still to this day. That’s why when my kids first saw the first Deadpool movie they ran in there saying dad, your in a movie, you’ve got to come see this. And yes; I am really that cocky. I’m convinced no one can beat me. I did learn to shut up at times. But I talk endless crap. I crack endless jokes. I never shut up. I have a crap eating grin non stop. I did not go into the special forces for a very good reason. Nor did I become a mercenary. I’m afraid the real me isn’t overly impressive.
I am no kidding wearing a shirt that’s blue with stars on the top. Alternating red and white vertical stripes on the bottom. I just realized that when I looked down. My kids had them made for me I guess. They look like one offs.
OK kids of mine. There it is. Let’s see if you can figure out my code. No one else ever will. I’ll give one of you a clue. See if you can surf the web and find this. Decipher the code. Prove I wrote it. You asked me to tell someone I invented Deadpool. That would be wrong. You can’t give something away. Ask someone to make something of it. Then try to take credit. So here it is. No name or proof. But my admission. One more joke. If you find this and read this have a good life. Now you know where I got the idea. From an old The Shadow comic I owned. Why did I like the red ninja? He was better than the shadow. That’s why when I sent the character to Marvel. Instead of sending them the real character that red ninja became; which I will not reveal here, I gave them a meaner version. A “Punisher” like version. A soldier for hire who didn’t just cross the line; he became a criminal of sorts. Much like Wolverine was in a comic or two. Dark. The opposite of me. Like alternate Superman.
I am very proud of you that you saw me in the way Deadpool acted. You even pointed out how I used to pull your legs & claim I could block bullets with my swords. That’s obvi a lie. But I’m still pretty good for a real person.
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I was a little girl about 7 and my drunk dad came in the room i was sleeping in and made my F*** a D** while making my sister watch. i can't move passed it cause everyone in my school heard rumors and think i'm so disgusting they don't even talk to me or treat me like a person anymore. I live in an apartment; very seldom do i leave and when i do i have to go 80 miles at least where people don't know me. I feel very unclean and undeserving of love since i lost my virginity to a D**, I feel beyond damaged
I am a Spiritual Satanist and this christian woman wouldn't stop bothering me with the damn scripture. So I had enough and did a ritual. I don't feel bad that she totalled her car only days after her husband cheated on her. She recently messaged me that she knew god was testing her. Only to hear about her house was burglarized while dropping her kids off. I would feel sorry but I don't.
I have kept my anorexia as a dark secret for over 10 years from my family. I've been in a binging and purging cycle for the past couple of days and I got out the peanut butter and my mum told me off telling me I didn't need it because I ate too much already. Just a couple of weeks ago they were threatening to send me to a doctor because I was 'getting too thin'. From her comments I'm back in full blown restriction and I'm ready to prove her wrong once and for all.
I am a married man, but I have been in love with and fantasized about a woman named Suzanne, who was my co-worker and is now my longtime friend. I am thinking about proposing a secret, sexual relationship to Suzanne, but it would require her to agree to 10 conditions, and I don't know if she would agree to even just one:
(1) she must show up at my home every night at 10pm and leave at 2am;
(2) she must be wearing no more than 5 items of clothing -- a shoe counts as one item;
(3) she must obediently submit to whatever I ask her to do;
(4) she must be prepared to be nude in an outdoor or public setting of my choice;
(5) she must be prepared to receive pain that I inflict that may cause non-permanent injuries such as bruises, welts, and cuts;
(6) she must be prepared to receive unprotected vaginal sex;
(7) she must be prepared to receive unprotected anal sex;
(8) she must be prepared to receive throat fucking that may cause her to puke repeatedly;
(9) she must be prepared to receive golden showers and to swallow urine; and
(10) she must be prepared to receive urine inside of her vagina, her rectum, and her throat.
#adultery #coworker #sex #submission #nudity #pain #bdsm #anal #oral #vomit #urine #deepthroat
I think I'm bisexual, I'm 31 and i didnt have a relationship and I'm a virgin. I dated a guy once a couple of months ago and he made me awake from being a woman.... but he wanted sex and I have a huge earthquake in my mind about wheter to accept or not, I read on internet and everything about what to do in this situation, I asked advice to my closest friends, so I decided to continue seeing him. But i turned him down because he took so many time to replyinh my messages also he was going to move far from here so..... it ended in nothing.
I met a really nice girl, she has a very interesting personality, nice smile, small face, I like her, the same as me she didn't have a relationship in her life, but I don't know if she likes girls also. she said she is nor confortable with just being with other people, two alone but she accepted to hang out together and do nerdy stuff. I want to see her again. I downloaded some pictures of her .... and imagine some good things like what are we going to do next and if she wants to be with me..... I really like her..... dammmmmmmmmmm
I still get off to an old makeout session I had in middle school. She was a Mexican girl. Pretty thin. Nice lips and a great kisser. By far my favorite kiss. Her tongue was so soft and her taste was in my mouth for weeks. We never dated we were just friends and kissed a couple times for “fun”. Even though we were 12 I go back to her Facebook and see the pics of her at that age we madeout and I get hard and jerk to the memories.
When I was 15 i done some shit I wasn’t proud of like watching porn , then breaking my laptop by biting it, then going on Facebook via unlimited web to talk to 5 older guys about sex and then 6 months later I attempted suicide from the guilt of it all.
I've had this fish for a while now. I really want to watch, or, listen to, my wife have sex with another man. The thought of her being a dirty slut turns me on like crazy. She knows this and indulges my fantasy through role play but, sadly, will never do it for real.
When I was 16 I became friends with my mentor while I was in a boys home. My mentor was a 31 yo black male. He would take me off campus and to his house, buy me food and take me to church. One day after leaving the on campus gym where we'd been playing basketball one on one he directed me to an empty classroom. I knew what he wanted and confirmed this when he pulled me close and I could feel his cock semi-hard. Eager to please I immediately dropped to my knees and started sucking his huge cock. He sat on a desk and touched my little dick for a second while I pleased him. He came in my mouth which I didn't like too much so I spit it on his shorts. Fast forward 15 years later I have fathered five kids, been married once and am in a monogamous heterosexual relationship. Recently over the course of maybe five years I've become complacent with my sex life, simply because I have done everything i want, from two women, anal sex you name it I've done it. I started having bi sexual feelings and started to want to act on these feelings. I would get very horny and tease guys, play with my significant others toys, wear thongs and thoroughly enjoy it. My now spouse knows all my fetishes, she allows me to wear her panties, knows I like male on male action as well as transexuals. There is something about a trans that I like, smooth body, nice asses, and that surprise between their legs. I would never penetrate a man but have discussed with my spouse about a threesome with a man we like and both of us pleasing the man. We talked about it for a year or so, she even bought a strap-on that we tried, it was way too big. But she would let me suck it and try her best to pleasure me. Recently I found a gentleman I was comfortable with talking to and showing my body via pics and of course he was instantly ready to participate in a freaky night of male on male sex. I went one night and flaked as I got to his apt. The next night my spouse basically forced me to go, saying I'll never know if I'm going to like or what I'm missing if I don't go, so I forced myself. I shave my privates like a woman, smooth, nice ass and dressed in a black thong. This time I wasn't so into it. He'd been jerking with some kind of lube and his cock tasted terrible. Him asking me to undress humiliated me, even tho that is one of my favorite things because I know I have a nice body, my ass being the nicest assets I have. He wanted me to lay on his couch outside in my panties while he sat in between my legs, tugging on my cock. He was definitely enjoying himself and I was nervous, almost sickened at what I was doing. I came rather quickly and wanted to dress immediately. After I dressed he asked me to sit in the living room with him and talk so I did. I like the thought of being objectified. I like making someone's cock hard. I like touching cock and being submissive. I'm nervous about my wife feeling I'm taking things a bit too far but I need her to be involved. She says she doesn't mind, but I'm worried she won't really be turned on. I need her to tell me that it's ok to get on my knees, I need her to be supportive of me wanting to be treated like a woman from time to time. We have agreed next time she will be there. And we will both be used. I wouldn't mind coming out as bi-sexual, but I don't want to tarnish our names and embarrass her. I have often thought I'd we don't work out I will definitely be on the look out for a woman that likes the same things I do and just be real from day one, like hey I like to wear panties and sucking cock turns me on. If she doesn't want that I'll move on to the next.
my ex wife cheated, I confronted her and kicked her out of the house. I set up my rifle and watched this guy eat lunch. I had the rifle on his head and safety off, my finger on the trigger and pressing. I came very close to shooting him but knew I would be found.
I planned a set up where I would tie her in a chair and make her watch as I executed her family one by one. The only thing that saved them was my love for her little sister. She thought of me as a father figure and did not deserve to die.
I thought of suicide myself and just ending it all.
I did not kill anyone and just found someone new. I have a great wife I can trust and children I am very proud of.
my sister abuses me verbally and has done so for years. I hate her because of it and i can't do anything.
A 13 year old girl made me strip nude and masturbate in front of her!
I knew as soon as I saw her beautiful blonde haired blue eyed face approaching that she was coming to watch me masturbate and cum. She said, " Remember you said that you would show me your dick? Can I see it now?" So I stripped nude and my dick was hard already! Then she asked me, " Can I watch you Masturbate?" So I started to masturbate and she stood in front of me watching. She was so gorgeous and sweet, she really let me take my time masturbating. I knew that she wanted to watch me cum and that she would stand there looking at me while I was masturbating for as long as it took for me to cum, so I took my time. My prick was so big and hard, I occasionally let go of it so that she could actually see it throbbing. I wanted her to know how much I loved masturbating in front of her so I looked at her and smiled while I was masturbating in front of her. Then I started cumming, I just couldn’t hold back any longer. When I came she saw my cum squirt out 5 or 6 feet several times and she stood right there watching until I completely finished cumming. As I was cleaning up my cum she smiled and said "Thanks" and then walked away. She then told all her girlfriends what I did. -Glenn Willis
Back to my story with the dentist.
I went back to see him again today.
He looked in my mouth, he told me that I can't come here anymore. I have to see a specialist now because he doesn't know what causes the tooth pain.
I am so dissapointed, how should I be around him now?!
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