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I have a huge crush on my mother in law. She has long tone legs, an amazing round ass and nice tits. Her personality is great, she's such a sweet, caring person. I have been masturbating to fantasies of having sex with her for a few years now but have grown really fond of her lately. The only time we have ever been alone she caught me staring at her tits. I was staring at them and looked up making eye contact. She pushed her chest out more and looked down at her tits, then back in my eyes. I've never acted on my feelings for her but I always try and find a reason to touch her whenever I can. Sometimes when I'm over for dinner all I can think about is bending her beautiful round ass over the kitchen counter and diving my rock hard cock deep into her hot wet pussy. I don't know why but I want to cum inside her so bad. Like I said I've never acted on it, but there is something about her that is just so damn sexy.
#lust
I often find myself fantasizing about having a baby even though I don't want to be a mother, love children, but one day they'll grow out of that and I can't bear the responsibility of raising another human being and just tossing them into society one day.
I am with my boyfriend for ages and I really would be a mother but he still wants to wait. So I just stopped taking the birth control pill. This happened over a year ago (!) and I am still not pregnant. Maybe the universe tries to tell me that I shouldn't have children with him? Maybe he's bad for me? Maybe there's some other guy out there who's perfect for me? I now started taking the pill again, maybe my shining prince will come soon?
#pregnant #baby #children #mother #pill #birth #control #universe #prince
Not sure how to start this so here goes.
I am a 52 year old married mother with 3 girls. Iv always been in good shape always been active. I have a great job and a house I've built up and im proud of in a nice area in Manchester. I think I'm still young and can turn heads even at my age.
Im 5,9 slim but I have a big bottom haha and it gets me noticed.
My daughters are all grown up and only one of them still lives at home. My girls have always brought boys home, some cute some not but id never thought much into it. Iv had affairs in past (and no my husband does not no so lets hope he never does find out hehe) and still occasionally will have sex with strangers if I'm in the mood, they always want to put it in my bottom hehe.
my daughter lets call her K who still lives at home finally got serious with a nice guy he's a bit older then K she is in her mid 20s and he is 32. They are saving up for a house. We will call him B.
I never really noticed or even thought about B in a sexual way for the longest of times until one summer I was sat in the garden in my summer dress, I was sat on the decking messing on my phone. its was a hot day, myself and B was the only two home that day. I didn't think much of it at first but B came out to the back where I was sitting, we talked for a bit about day to day life and suddenly B sits straight infront of me.
I honestly didn't think at first I just talked and answered questions he asked. When id look up to talk back to him i would just catch his eye roll back up to my face level. That's when I realised what he was doing, he was taking a good look at my knickers.
My first reaction was to shut my legs. I was shocked at first and angry, I wanted to punch the pervert, I asked him if he would get me a drink. Of course he said, as he was standing up he placed his hand over his crotch to push down his thick hard dick and thats when the dirty slag in me came out. As soon as he was out of sight i stood up and pulled my now wet knickers as far up my arse crack and pussy as they would go, I rubbed my pussy for a few seconds just to be sure there was a damp patch on them.
I sat back down with my knees together, I was so turned on by what i was about to do. I was going to give this dirty fucker what he wanted a good view of a real milfs wet pussy.
B come back outside with a nice cold drink and again one hand on his crotch.
As he passed me the drink i told him to sit, we talked for what seemed like hours, I was so nervous and unsure but I thought fuck it. With a big smile on my face as we talk i slowly opened my legs.
OMG is all I can say. The boy couldn't take his eyes off my dirty cunt he wanted it so bad.
B likes to return the favour whenever he can by showing me bits here and there but last week he got really brave, I was sat in the kitchen talking to my daughter when B walks in the room in just his robe. I could see straight away it was adjusted to benefit me, he walk over to me and sat next to me, my daughter was on the other side of the room talking but not paying attention to anything else other then what she was doing. He sat next to me sideways on so he was facing me.
I could only steel a look every now and then but slowly and surly the robe parted from his legs until this think hard cock was in plan view.
My god if my daughter wasn't home or even in another room i would sucked that dick like it the last dick i would ever see again. It looks beautiful. He stayed like that for a while and I was finding it hard to control myself needles to say i fucked myself silly that night and have been doing since just thinking about what one day I will let him do to me.
We haven't had sex or even talk about it. Things are at a stage of we both know what's happening but we haven't talked about it I don't know how to take things further or if i should.
we are very touch and feel with each other and i will be honest i look for any reason to text him and I think he also looks for any reason to text me, he can be forward in his text so I play it down but I want nothing more then to let this young man do what he wants to me.
Anyway if feels good getting this out in the open
XOXO
I'm 32 years of age and for the past few years my desire to have sex with my mother has grown stronger. She is 53 shortwith a bit of curves that makes her look a bit chubby. At a stage when i was still in the house 18 to 20 years of age she use to undress infront of me. She would leave the bathroom door open when she peed even when she bathed. Not covering up i could see her nice c cup breasts small nipples and her bush covering so i couldnt see properly. But still caught glimpse here ant there of her. At that time i didnt think of her in a sexual way so i just looked as a male of that age. Until the one day when without thinking when she stood naked infront of me again busy getting clothes i reached out and touched her breast to take of something stuck on the side of her breast. I placed my hand on her breast and and moved it over to the side to wipe it off. She stopped with what she was trying to take out the cupboard looked over to me as i had my hand on her breast. I had my hand on her breast for a few seconds as i enjoyed what i felt when i touched it. She asked what i was doing and i said just getting that of and she than said that i shouldnt enjoy it to much as she is my mother and with that said i notice that her nipples got longer and hard. Which my hand immediately went and touch her nipple. She made a noise i couldnt make out and suddenly got uncomfortable. Pushed my hand of her breast and said that's enough. Since that day i have been wondering more and more how the rest of her must feel like. A couple of months later after that day she caught me pants on the ground busy helping myself. Both of us froze and she looked at my hard cock in my hand and i couldnt help but look her up and down she had her see through nighties on and i could see her nipples as hard as that day. She turned around and went back to her room i thought she is going to tell my dad but till this day not a word. But ever since than she hasnt been naked infront of me like it use to be. No if i see her naked i accidentally walked in. I know she is my mother and the feeling i have to have sex with her isnt normal. Thing is i have been wondering what will happen if i just tell her straight forward how i feel what will happen.
#lust #sex #family #mother #confessions
My mother's cousin is a terrible woman. She's one of those who go through the house and turns up her nose about every little thing out of place and every little speck of dust. I don't like her. When I was 9 years old, I spit in her soup once. Now I am a bit sorry for that.
My parents put me on disability when I was young but the problem lies in the method I think. Forgive me God. I don't know how to fix it. Scratch that I do but I'm terrified not just for me but for them. Also when my brother was living with I practically kicked him out on the street. He's In jail now. I think it's my fault. I'm an embarrassment to my parents.
Due to unforeseen circumstances I had to move in with my aging mother. We have not seen each other much as I used to work in exploration camps for nearly 20 years (which ended my marriage).
The bath room in mothers' house is right off the kitchen on the bottom of the stair well.
Yesterday early morning I stumbled naked into the kitchen. I sported my usual morning wood.
As I turn on the light mother came out of the bathroom and looked at me. She got a smile on her face and said 'Oh my....' and went upstairs to her bed room.
This a.m., when I got up she called down if I am nude. I was and said yes. She said good.
What do I make of this?
I moved into my first own apartment 3 months ago. I have everything I need for a living, a bed, cupboards, a closet, everything. But I haven't unpacked my stuff yet because I am just too lazy. Not even my clothes, they are still in my boxes. My mother is really annoyed but what should I say? I like it this way. ;-)
After moving in it didn't take long for my girlfriend's daughter to almost cling to me. My girlfriend doesn't see it and I want a happy family, so I am trying to manage it. She is a sweet sexy girl but I will be her father and the mother is clueless without much control and/or bad judgement. The daughter is always braless. And when at home, she is barely dressed. She once opened her robe to me and asked what I thought. I yelled you cannot behave that way. Since then she has calmed down noticably. Now she wants me to teach her how to kiss. I said we need to talk to your mom but she begs me to say nothing and ask we keep it a secret. This would be bonding. Besides, it's only a kiss? I was so close to doing it. I wanted to but thought, what will she want next? And any normal man could easily fall pray to this beauty.
I married a much older woman, very active in crafting, quilting, sewing, and not very affectionate or loving, due to childhood trauma which she never would discuss, except in the vaguest terms. She never was interested in sex, but felt that a certain minimal attention to her "investment" was required. As I gradually revealed the depths of my obsession with total-enclosure confinement, she discovered that this had an addictive pleasure for her damaged psyche, and she participated with staggering cooperation and enthusiasm, exploring the limits of such behavior methodically and mercilessly. We live in an old rambling house, with many alterations over the years, and the den I turned into a sewing room for her, contained an alcove about eight feet by four, with a door-sized opening into it. At her insistence, I turned it into a sound-proof cell, with a wrought-iron 'barred' door, under a heavy sound-proofed outer door, into the sewing room. And there I lived, permanently, with a small mattress, a chair, and a bucket. There were various methods of totally enclosing me, from total sensory deprivation leather helmets, locked in place, to strait-jackets, full-head ex-Russian Army gas-masks, with or without sight, and with brass valves epoxied into the filter receptacle, as a substitute for the rubber hose that had dangled from the 'snout' to loose-fitting latex suits with attached hoods, feet and mittens. Once zipped up the back to the neck, and down the back of the hood so the metal tags met, and could share a brass padlock, they were inescapable. So she sewed and quilted, with her new-age music, as I stood at the barred door, often in forced silence, sometimes tied to it, with my goodies protruding through the bars, waiting for her to take a 'break' and torture me with lengthy orgasm denial, driving me to the point of insanity, with need to come, before going back to her 'work' leaving me in silent, agonizing frustration, until the next 'break'! This was fascinating stuff for a masochistic bondage freak like me, and when I was able to speak, I told her how much I loved and appreciated her, which made her quite girlish! Months went by, in agonies of orgasm delay and denial, and any time I got out, to carry out some chores, or get showered, she threatened me with a stun gun, until I resumed my 'rightful' position. Then one day her mother arrived to visit, at the age of about seventy-five, and I was shut away behind the soundproof door. Until suddenly it opened, and I was introduced to the white-haired harridan, who soon made it plain she thought her daughter was much too easy-going with me, and encouraged her to go off to a quilting festival out of state, leaving me at the tender mercies of this dreadful old woman! She was incredibly horny, still! She took me to her bed, in the guest room, strait-jacketed, and raped me over and over, my mouth filled with her tobacco-tasting tongue, her spry old body moving on top of me in slow intense, endless couplings, which she controlled by threat, into the length of time that satisfied her. To make a long story short, she moved in permanently, and her daughter told her she could do what she wanted with me, as it was all too much trouble for her, anyway! They're reading this over my shoulder, approvingly, and now it's time to return to my cell.
My mother wears the same pantyhose for days without washing them. So I go into the hamper when she finally decides to take them off and take them to my room. I get naked and sniff the feet of them and slowly move my way up to the crotch. I spread the area where it rests in her ass and sniff it while jacking off! The smell of her soiled ass makes me so hard and I cum in them thinking of tasting her dirty ass for real.
I am pregnant.
I let my boyfriend cum inside me just because. When we found out I talked about abortion. He wont pay for me to get one. Neither will my parents.
I dont want a baby. Maybe I kinda sorta thought I did. Im 12 weeks in. Ive heard the heartbeat and I just..i just dont want it. Honestly Im kind of hoping that something happens and I miscarry so I dont have to deal with it. I could also get more attention and sympathy that way.
I have smoked weed while I knew I was pregnant. I also took Robotussin and Mucinex DM to robotrip. I still smoke cigs when I can. Because.well. i just dont care.
Its not that i dont care about my baby, i dont care about anyone, really. Thats something ive realized reading these confessions. I just like attention and doing what I want. I dont really care who I hurt. I know Ive manipulated people on purpose but it just doesnt really get to me. I think that now once Ive realized this and harnessed my true power I will take it to the extreme.
Before when I did things I really did feel bad..but now I dont care. At all.
I dont want forgiveness. I dont want to change either, honestly.
#baby #abortion #pregnant #heartless #careless #mom #mother #teen #manipulative
My Mother in-law is 71 and I fantasize about her all the time, I would love to tell her about all of them. The one that makes me cum so easy goes like this.
I tell her I want to wear her panties for a few days so they are well soiled, then I want to take them off her smell her pungent pussy odor and lick her stains. sucking and tasting her crouch area, then finally sucking her toes to get her old pussy wet and finally eating her out until she is dry.
The thought of her touching my cock while licking her pussy and ass would be my biggest fantasy come true.
My mother is a terrible cook. No matter what she cooks, it's a disaster and tastes horrible.
Neither my little brother nor I want to offend her, so we tell her that it tastes good.
In reality, we throw the food away and buy fast food.
When I was around fifteen I found some letters my mother and stepfather had written to each other. He was in the services and away a lot. They'd had two kids after she'd divorced my father and it was obvious to me from a young age that she really liked sex. The first of these letters described an incident that took place on a major train station after she'd seen him off at the end of his leave. Being a friendly person she'd struck up a conversation with a man who was waiting for a train. She described in detail in the letter to my stepfather how they'd talked for about thirty minutes when the man started to slide his hand up her dress and moved it towards her pussy. She said that she was so excited that, 'I couldn't help myself and I opened her legs so that he could touch my cunt that was wet from the fucking we'd done before leaving home. I almost came as his fingers stroked my slit, but when I felt my pants get wet with my pussy juices, I stood up and walked away.' I found a letter in answer to her from my stepfather who was obviously open to her being touched by other men and said he'd love to watch her being touched like that. As I went through their letters, I found out that they'd fucked each other in a public garden just after my father and mother had separated. He described how he'd loved how hot she was when he'd slipped her panties down to her knees and slipped his fingers inside her. Needless to say I was masturbating like crazy reading this exchange of letters. In another letter he said how much he liked fucking her ass and from the tone of her letters it was clear that he had a large cock which she really loved to suck and have inside her. It would be fair to say that she loved sex and was open to many aspects of it. I heard them fucking once in the middle of the night and one thing was very clear, she loved his cock and he knew how to make her cum and cum again. Her public face was very prim and proper but after reading their letters I knew it was just a facade as she liked nothing more than having a man inside her and the more often that happened, the more she liked it and the more I read, the more I liked the hot woman that she truly was. I masturbated often over those letters and guess that she always knew I was reading them but privately she didn't really mind
My best friend has been banging my mother for two years now. I find it hot to call him my dad now.
I hate my grandma!! I don't know why but I guess I'm the only grandchild who doesn't call her his grandma and who likes the grandmother of his grilfriend more than his own.
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