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I do not know what to do and I feel so guilty right now. My mother passed away in 2011 and I held her in my arms when she died. After the funeral, the rumours started. Even my sister, who is now not a part of my life anymore because I cut her out, accused me of killing our mother. This was especially hard for me. And now, 8 years later, I still have to listen to those accusations. They say that I treated my mother badly and that I had hit her. I have to disagree. No, I did not! I never hit my mom, but I of course was not the picture perfect son. I made mistakes and I am very sorry for them. I do not pray as often as others might do, but I think about mom all the time. I look after my mother's grave and bring flowers regularly and when I am there I am talking to her and asking her for forgiveness for all the mistakes I made.
Do you think she can hear me?
I think I might be a murderer after all... Am I a bad person? I start to think that I am. I would like to apologize here once more for how I treated my mother some times. I was a teenager and had my own head. I asked for her forgiveness, but is that enough?
Shortly after she died she visited me in my dreams, but now everything is empty. There are only nightmares.
But I will try to get better. To get a better person.
I promise, Mom.
xx
#mom #deceased #died #mother #grave #murderer #sister #empty #lonely #confession #forgiveness #guilty #bad #person
I confess that I don't like my children as much as I should. I just can't be interested in the stuff they make or in the things they love.
I have a 15 years old son and a 11 years old daughter.
I always question their behaviour and the things they like, I don't get most of it.
Sometimes (and please don't hate me) I just think how stupid they are and I wish I don't have children.
So I had this neighbor that was the exact same age as me (5) we used to kiss in those playground tubes multiple times a day and we would even show our friend. Then once we were inside go thsi little kids tent and we touched each others private parts. (ALL OF THIS AT THE AGE OF 5)
We still talk to this day, I know he remembers the kissing but I’m not very sure about the tent.
I wasn't exactly sure what category to put this under.
I have sort of a rape fantasy about some tall, powerful Chechen militant with long hair (one in particular I saw on google images) and I am ashamed of it but every time I think about it I get super hot and bothered.
I just want him to dominate me, whisper dirty things in my ear in Russian, claim me as his property, abuse me, love on me etc.
God, I need to get laid lol
Scared is the word I would use right now to define my life at the moment. It's not just school, I am scared of being left alone. I think my boyfriend is about to leave me for someone else. I know he's having an affair with another woman, but I can't leave him. I can't be alone right now so I have to take it I guess. It's just a matter of time until he realizes what a boring and annoying person I am and then he'll leave me forever.
I am scared of people. Social anxiety is nothing to take lightly.
Sometimes I even can't leave my house or my bed. Other people scare me. They might talk to me. What do I reply?
I think I need help.
For three years now going on four I have been fucking my little 15yr old aunty fingering her asshole, giving her rimjobs & last year I finally popped a kid out of her but the thing is I've had this urge to wanna go into her 50yr old mums room while she was asleep and just start eating her lovely old pussy. I catch her all the time looking down at my cock especially wen I get out the shower all I feel are her eyes undressing me, Now that makes me just wanna grab my Nana & just bend her right over in my lounge room & go to town on her lovely pussy then after that slide my big black veiny cock right deep into her asshole then make my aunty suck all her mother's ass juice of my cock
I’m fixing to face a giant moment. I tried to undo the pain I caused those I loved the most. I don’t know how to try to undo someone else I hurt, because she posed as someone I used to know. I realize now she just loved that person the same way I did.
But I wasn’t all bad in my life. I did a lot of good in this world. There are people alive because of me. Sadly I also hurt people.
I’m not giving up. I’m just accepting my situation. I intend to come out the other side. But I’m wise enough to know that may not be possible. Especially during this pandemic.
I truly wish I had not hurt those who loved me the most.
I masturbate with my mother's panties, i love sniffing/tasting and wearing them. I recently have put pics of my mother nude and none nude online, knowing men are masturbating to her and may recognize her, really turns me on
I screwed up my relationship and it ended because I was too scared to tell the truth. Unknowingly to me at the time I was suffering from depression, I got myself into debt and I couldn’t get out of it. Instead of telling my partner I tried to deal with it myself. My partner had a temper, often wouldn’t speak to me for days or weeks on end if I had upset him even though I didn’t know what it was I had done wrong. He never asked me if I was ok, he never took any interest in me and I was constantly walking on eggshells. None of this excuses what I did. He started spending time away from me, told me he wasn’t happy with our relationship anymore and I think he had met someone else but would never admit it. I desperately wanted our relationship to work but it was too late. Several months later, we were still living together and he found out about my debt, I didn’t tell him but he found out and hit the roof. My heart was pounding so fast I thought I was going to die, he wouldn’t listen to me and it was the worst night of my entire life. I often have flashbacks to that night and even just writing about it makes me so anxious. I left our home the next day, our relationship was over. He told everyone we knew what I had done, people spat at me in the street and rightfully blamed me for everything. I lost everything, my home, possessions and a big part of myself that I will never get back. Years have now passed and he’s moved on with his life, met someone new and sold our home. I can’t move on. I hate myself so much, I can’t forgive myself for what I did and I know that I am a bad person. I haven’t rebuilt my life, I still have nothing and no home of my own. I have depression and I realise now that I have had it for a long time. I paid my debt off which should have been a big relief but it wasn’t, I desperately want my old life back and I know that I will never get it back and that is my punishment. People think that I have shown no remorse but I feel it every second of every day. I deserve to have a miserable life, I am scum.
My sister and I had the worst fight we ever had. I was being mean by hitting, but not much, but I wasn’t saying anything mean. My sister can control her physical side, but she can’t control her words. She made me feel terrible like a monster, like a pest that wouldn’t go away. Words, to me, cut deeper than the skin. In the midst of our fight, she said she wanted me to scream louder so my dad could come hit me. Said it would make her happy to see me in pain. Whenever she left me alone , I would sob and cry as quietly as I could, so they wouldn’t hear me.
I had cried at least eight times in less than 2 days. Even before the fight I cried because mom and dad wouldn’t really notice me much. One time my mom was with my sister in the kitchen laughing and having fun. I came outside to join, but right when I came mom fell silent. She didn’t acknowledge me at all. I said hi but she didn’t care. I went back in my room.
My sister said don’t go, but I left since I felt left out. Once I left my mom said why should she stay. I heard it and I cried and cried. Then after the fight, dad screamed at me and told my sister to leave me alone. A few minutes later my sister, my dad and my mom were laughing and having fun while I was crying feeling like I didn’t belong. I still feel like I don’t belong . Everyone would be happier, have no more fight, no more cry’s, no more maintenance. I DONT BELONG!!!
#sorry #family #parents #sister #fight #depressed #sad #lonely
As much as this sounds like it's fake, I assure you it DID happen and I don't regret it one bit.
So,
I had this professor who I got wet just thinking about. He wasn't like, an Adonis or anything. I have a thing for old guys and he was just my type. He wasn't married, fortunately.
So yeah just thinking about him made me horny and sometimes when it was his class im attending, i had to excuse myself to go to the toilet to masturbate bc i just keep thinking of him bending me over the desk and fucking me in front of the other students while i squirt all over the floor.
Anyway, long story short, I went to his faculty to ask him about a specific part in a paper he assigned to us and since he was fortunately alone, he got to eat me out.
WHEN I TELL YOU HIS TONGUE IS SO GOOD!!!! holy fuck the way he sucked my clit and made me moan so hard???? When i tell you i get wet just remembering it-
Atp i cant remember the specific detail how it started but i noticed his eyes straying to my skirt bc we were sitting and it kinda rode up and i just bit my lip and put his hand on my thigh and that's where it all went down. God he was a great pussy eater. If only i could make you guys listen to the squelch lol.
He also got to fuck me open in the faculty couch so 😋😋 the huge possiblity that we could get caught; with him pumping his dick in my pussy and me moaning like a slut, god it made me more excited.
Anyway, TLDR; I got to fuck my GILF professor and he was good at eating pussy. Made me moan loudly 10/10
(Also been thinking of asking him to fuck again but in a motel so i could scream as loud as i want)
I've always been an A+ student. Not once did I get a B, not even an A-. Funny story; one time my teacher entered in the wrong grade and told me about it and how I thought I got an F in the class, even though it was a mistake, I started crying my eyes out. I didn't forgive myself when I showed up late to class or turned in a homework assignment 5 minutes late. That's not why I'm writing this confession. I cheat, a lot. I am a university student with perfect grades, and the only way I can get those grades is if I cheat. I will not pass the test, even if I studied day and night for it if I don't cheat on it. That started during my second semester in college and ever since, I've been lazy and discouraged and have no will or reason to continue on with school. The thing is, I know it's wrong, and even if I ever get caught, I will not care whatsoever. But I can't stop myself. I've violeted my trust in myself. My family's and friends' trust in me. The dean of the school and all my professors who have congratulated me on my excellence.
#mistrust #cheating #plagiarism #college #student #professors #work
I'm 39, turning 40 in a couple weeks. It's been kind of getting to me, I admit. I went out with my friends for a girls night and I have never cheated on my husband in our 16 years of marriage but this never got I knew in my mind that I wanted to. I drank a lot, knowing it's the only way I could go through with it. I hadn't had sex with anyone else since before we started dating, and I wanted to have a fling before I turn 40. If kill him if he did it, but I didn't feel guilty, but I do now. I got drunk and threw myself at a younger guy, we danced and I made sure to really show him that I wanted him. We kissed and messed around st the club, and we left in an uber to his apartment. I was really drunk but still had some sense and was thinking of a way out and when we got there he had a roommate who was smoking pot. I hadn't done that since college, so we smoked. I got really high and we kissed more and I just remember sitting on his lap topless and the next thing I was going down on him. This was in the living room of his apartment with his roommate in the room. I ended up having a threesome, they both penetrated me and we did things that I haven't done with my husband in years. Both had sex with me but it was as one at a time while I took the other in my mouth. Both had me anally, which is really embarrassing and painful. When I woke up in the morning I got dressed and ran out half drunk and got an uber home. It 9 am. My husband was very worried, he locate where I was and said he drove there but couldn't get past the locked gate. I told him it was one of my girl friends and apologized to him. He accepted it. He's throwing me a huge 40th birthday party so I don't want to ruin it. It's been a week today.
My husband left a couple of years ago. He couldn't handle the responsibility of it all, but we have never stopped being intimate.
We currently have a friends with benefits relationship, even though we're still legally married. Neither one of us wants a divorce, and our relationship is honestly better than it ever has been.
Recently, he has brought up the idea of me and someone else giving him a double bj.
I feel crazy because I'm considering it.
Im in a relationship with my boyfriend for almost 2 years. But he's working abroad. Thus, we are physically far from each other. I have cheated on him for several times with different men. I love him so much but its the physical affection I couldnt bear. I am longing for his touch thus I find this kind of longing to other people that results me into cheating on him. I dont let my infidelities turn into full blown sex, it would just be heavy kissing, touching and petting. I feel terribly bad about it. Hes doing his part as my boyfriend and soon to be fiance but I feel like I fail him. He doesnt know about my infidelities because I know that would shatter his heart into many pieces. And I cant bear to hurt him more for I love him dearly. I just want to stop cheating on him. And I just dont want him far away from me, I feel weak and vulnerable. Please help me out. I really feel sorry.
A neighborhood girl (12) was going around bullying the other kids and trying to act "cool" claiming she drank and smoked and drugged all the time (you know the type) i gained this knowledge from my 10 year old niece who was one of the girls bullied, well i decided to she needed a lesson, coming from the background i did i was able to aquire a small amount of meth, the bully always carried around this knockoff purse, so i went to speak with her about bullying my niece (knowing full well she would just be a little twat) well as she was running her mouth i casually dropped the baggie of dope in the purse she had set on the bench, i walked a block away abd called the cops and tipped in that a minor was in possesion of drugs at the park, she waa arrested, charged with a felony and did six months in juvie, i later heard she was constantly getting beat up for running her mouth in there, even though it was a horrible thkng to do shes now no longer a cunt and is even doing better in school.
Once my best friend (let's call her R, 12) was sleeping over at my house and she asked me if her big brother (let's call him A, 14) can come because he was supposed to go to his friends house but he was grounded. So R said it would be no big deal and A would sleep on my couch. I said yes because A is so hot. When R and A came we decided to play hide and seek so R was it and A and I had to hide. A told me told me to follow him so I did we ended up going in my bathroom's small ass closet. We were sitting down facing each other and A whispered "Hey, um there's something I have to um tell you" I gulped and said " what is it" then before I knew A was leaning towards me and we were kissing. 5 minutes later R stil hadn't found us and we were making out now, getting rough, our bodies were pressed together and A was putting his tongue in my mouth. Then we heard someone walking toward us and stopped. I straitened out my hair and the door opened it was R and she said "found ya." 8 hours later and 4 games of hide and seek, 5 rounds of would you rather, 4 games of truth or dare and 7 make out sessions later we were all tired and ready to get some sleep I gave A some blankets and pillows and he set up on the couch then R and I went to getting a few more blankets for our setup. We put them out and layed down and fell asleep. Something woke me up in the middle of the night, someone shaking my shoulders and I was half asleep to notice it was A so I got up and said "hey" A said "hi" then I checked my phone and it said 2:38 this better be good. A told me to follow him once again as we went into the living and out the back door it was fairly cold outside but not freezing, we went up to my tree house he closed the latch up the tree house and I sat down on my carpeted floor then he sat down in front of me and leaned into kiss me again and I let him, 5 seconds later we were in the make out stage then things get serious quick he started putting his hand up my shirt and up to my bra he unlatched the clip on my bra and I took it off then we stopped kissing and took off my shirt and my top half was naked then he started to unzip his pants as I knew what was happening I took off my pants as well and layed down he came 2 seconds later and came and layed down on top of me and took his things and put it in. It was like, wow. Then we started making out again while he went up and down he did this for about 45min. Without stop and I we both decided we were done. I put in my clothes and we sneaked inside. I woke up at 8:19 and saw R was still sleeping and do was A. So now every week A and I have sex and I love it. Is it bad that I'm only 12?
A new years even I got drunk and high with my best friend and her boyfriend. We ended up having a very fun threesome but now things are super awkward between us. She is scared her boyfriend might have gotten me pregnant since we didn't use any condoms and she knows I'm not on birth control.
I confess. I screwed my son's girlfriend. And it was oh soo good. It was one of those things, right time, right place, right moods. Not sure other than it just happened. Now should I feel bad that she is younger than my daughter? It's all good, unless he marries the girl. Then what?
#sex #sonsgirlfriend #confession #wrong #son #daughter #younger
I'm a bi girl and when I had my first sleepover I wanted to scissor my friends pussy so bad I was wet the whole time and I knew she had a crush on me too (she's a lesbian) but the only thing I did was push my crotch against her ass while watching a movie I still think about our legs wide open and our wet clits rubbing together slow then gradually getting faster and so wet as I hold her breast ugh
#lesbian #bi #scissoring
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