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I remember these evil girls pushing me out of the shower room completely naked telling me "show your stuff" and locking the door behind me. Stood out there watching them laughing behind the window, while a crowd of boys gathered around saying "spread those cute thighs" for us. I remember there was no place to hide, got forced to stand there stark naked exhibiting myself. By the time those bitches let me back inside, I had exposed every inch of myself. I remember walking out with everyone outside looking at me and thinking the next day I would have to face them all in school. The teasing was so horrible I felt naked every day I went to school.
#abused #nude #humiliated
I have the weirdest feelings about my cousin. He’s 22 almost 23 and i’m 24 about to be 25. He and I haven’t really spent much time together. growing up he lived in the city and I grew up on the coast and in the bay area. I only really know him in that I know he likes video games that I also like and he likes the same kind of tv content as I do. I also know he and I are basically at the same stage in our lives where we don’t want to depend on our parents anymore. We have plans to spend a week together this coming summer (2022) so we can celebrate him graduating. Over the past week we’ve also talked about how we want to start doing care packages and sending them to each other as a way of getting through life as adults. We didn’t have a lot of time alone to talk so I don’t know what he thinks of me but I know for sure that he cares about me because when I have a mental freak out he’s there for me until I’m calmed down. I would never make the first move but part of me hopes when I visit him next summer that he pushes me against a wall and just makes me his. I just want to know if my feelings are appropriate or if I should give up waiting for him to be my knight-in-shining-armour?
#confused #isthistruelove #amijustoverthinking #iwannacarryhisbabies
Im addicted to porn and sex I come home everyday and use a toothbrush on my pussy and I can’t help but cum and orgasm. All I want to do is be used in public by strangers.
So I'm in love with someone who was pretty much my best and closest friend for a good year of my life. I dated her cousin for a couple of months, and she didn't like her cousin. And that relationship was just toxic and when I ended it she was happy, and if I ever mentioned her she'd get annoyed and just bitch about her. After awhile of us just being best friends and just messaging everyday and letting eachother in on secrets about ourselves, I started catching feelings. She is 2 years older than me, but whenever we spend time and talk it feels as though we are the same age. We started hanging out just the 2 of us, and gradually we started spending a lot of time together. We talk on the phone for hours every day, while driving, while studying, on the train, before sleeping, we pretty much know everything about each others life on a day to day basis. But whenever we hangout together I try to sometimes get closer to her and hold her. And I just imagine myself holding her and never wanting to let go, but I'm too much of coward. I've been hurt by people before, and been played, so I'm very slow to realise what's real and what's not, and have major trust issues. I want to ask her out but I'm scared she's gonna say no and I'm just gonna ruin whatever it is that we have right now. I'm scared that if I ask her and she doesn't feel the same that I might just distance myself from the person that's the most involved in my life. I can't do that to either of us.
I learned that my wife had a threesome with her female co-worker and her husband, It happened when I was away on business in Europe
I discovered this when our email accounts merged accidentally when we got new phones,
When I checked a folder that was new to me. I started reading and at first couldn’t believe what I was actually reading and then I couldn’t stop until I got to the end .
The emails started a few months before it happened. The girls planned it with a lot of detail , including renting a beach house for the weekend
It was all there spelled out including conversations after the fact
How they both offered themselves to the husband, how they agreed to be his sex slaves for a weekend
It was like reading a sexy novel except it was my wife who was one of the main characters
I have not yet confronted her about this and the longer I think about it I am not sure I want to I find myself thinking about them all the time,
My wife has still not realized that I can see all her emails, Every now and then her co-worker sends her an email with a picture from that night, most are of both of them on their knees wearing leather collars , others of my wife being spanked or having sex.
In the emails they always ask if or when they can have another fun time.
My confession here is that I get aroused thinking about them and secretly want her to agree to do it again.
Am I crazy
Confused husband
I am not sure I love my girlfriend anymore. Or if I even loved here in the first place.
I met her when I was in a rather shitty place mentally. I was still in love with my "fuck buddy", but she did not love me and started a relationship with someone else. That hurt. Like deeply.
So, I got together with this chick and she's really wonderful. Sweet, considerate, funny... But I can't get over my "ex". She's in my head 24/7.
We sporadically still text with each other and she always says that she wants to stay friends, but I don't think that I will ever see her again. And that destroys me.
And I am still with this other girl, who sould be THE ONE for me... but she isn't. And I am annoyed when I am around her, I am angry, I am heartbroken... But I can't tell her all those things. We stopped having sex and I think that is my fault.
I don't know what to do. Should I stay with this girl? I am not sure that I truly love her or if I am just with her because my "ex" does not want me?!
I am torn.
#love #confused #heartbroken #whattodo #fuck
I am 36 years old, have a 19 year old son. I walked into my bathroom after coming back to my house, I'm assuming unexpectedly. My sons best friend whom I've known for over 11 years, was at the house alone, my son had called and said that he was there, while my son went out for about 45 minutes. I guess Carl didn't know I was coming home and he was in my bathroom with 2 pairs of my used panties, and worse one of my used pads. I'm in my third day and had just changed from overnight, it was a pretty used and disgusting pad. He was sniffing them.
He got very embarrassed and was I, and eventually he just blurted out that he really liked me, always had and thought I was the sexiest woman on the planet.
I told him it was OK, but to ask me first, he could indeed look and in his case, sniff all he wanted. I reached under my dress and pulled off my panties complete with pad, and handed them to him. I think he could pretty well see my pussy hair when I did it, though it really wasn't intentional. I went under the sink and got a new pad, and asked him to go into my undie drawer and pick out a pair he wanted me to wear. He came back with a nice black lace pair, I put them on, halting at the knees, then placed the pad and pulled them up. At that point I know he saw my privates.
I told him to stay there and finish whatever he wanted just to clean up after himself, to place the pads in the can, and then to put the panties in the hamper. Then I left.
I don't know what else to do, he's my sons best friend, I know I can't have sex with him, but it's nice to have a guy that is still that intrigued with my smell, and look.
Hello all, I'm a Mid 30's married British Indian guy with a below average cock. My wife is gorgeous thick Indian woman size 14 38dd's and extremely vanilla! It's taken me years to get her into toys. the thought of another cock scares her! But I would love her to be a full size queen at the command of a real bull with a proper cock to satisfy her with. While I'm locked in chastity and humiliated. I think of all the fucked up shit I would have to do, get her ready to be fucked, bathing her shaving her getting her best lingerie ready that she only wears for a bull never for me... only for it to come back ruined after she has been used! Be their personal slave and errand boy obeying every humiliating command given. Guiding big dicks into her, lining them up before gaping her ass licking her pussy as she gets fucked, cleaning up her creampies. I fantasise about my humiliation, forced bi, only being able to fuck her using the bulls used condom, getting them to cum over my pillow ... work clothes etc. Watching them fuck and cumming over her wedding rings only to make her sick up all the cum!
I don't know why this turns me on so much but it does!
Is this normal??
#slave #humiliated #humiliation #wife #cuckold #husband #indian #british #degraded #used #abused #bull #sph #tiny
when I was in primary school I had a group of friends that I thought were my friends and didn't really fit in. when they would do something I would always get blamed or somedays they wouldn't even talk to me or look at me. I took the fall for them a lot and my mom keeps on telling me that I need to stick up for myself but when I do I let my anger get the best of me and I lose friends. it happens as well even though I'm in secondary school and most days my friend's don't talk to me or they are talking about me but I feel like I can't trust anyone and I am scared that when I am older ill be as alone as I am right now
I am married and love sex. I have only ever had sex with myself and husband. I masturbate and my husband promotes the idea. Another guy is out of the question. I wonder how'd he feel about a part-time female partner. I only have the fantasy when I am masturbating, super wet, off the chart horny, and so curious. Otherwise, like when I am talking to or having sex with my husband, the urge is not felt. So strange and I cannot figure it out. I'm 20 so I have time to figure it out, but if you could just give me some ideas in the mean time, I'd appreciate.
#strange #confused #sex #horny #masturbate
My trip got canceled so I happily bought wine, steak, flowers and headed home to surprise my wife. Instead I got the surprise by finding her in 69 position in my bed with the maid. For a week now my brain is still fizzling and confused. The thoughts are in every direction. She cheated but least it was not another man or it's worse because it is with a to die for chick. I was betrayed but I'd love to have a threesome with the smokin hot babe that I'd get killed for if caught fucking her. I want a piece but could never tell the wife or soon to be X. I get blue in the mind when I feel betrayed and then blue in the balls when I think of a threesome which I have never had. Sooooo CONfusED. Good masturbating fantasies but mostly heart break thoughts. Do I go or do I stay? Is my wife heartless or just too sex driven horney slut?
#confused #lesbian #threesome #dropdeadgorgeouschick #fuck #suck #69 #maid #horny #masturbation #x #slut #sex
I have been in a relationship with a wonderful girl for several years now. She has her flaws, but I've believed her to be the love of my life, and I've asked her to marry me. At university, I've recently met a different girl that is completely perfect for me, has no flaws whatsoever, and is completely attracted to me. I don't believe in cheating, and I just don't want to break my fiancé's heart. The anxiety I've had over what I should do has caused me to cry myself to sleep for the last few months.
I caught my little sis and boyfriend screwing. It was such a weird feeling. I liked and didn't like it at the same time. They were going at it and getting into it like I have never seen or experienced. I just stood there silently and watched. Now I am so confused in so many ways and no idea what to think or do. I confess to being lost.
At 18 I got married as a virgin to my high shcool sweetheart. Five years later and he is still the only one I want to be with. But now I have started masturbating to the tune of a younger coworker. She compliments me and says sweet and innocent little things. I find myself getting aroused. A few times I wanted to touch myself. I could not wait to get home. I am straight but I have started fantasizing of her. I am suddenly curious to another girl. Like now, I masturbate and dream of different scenerios. I want my husband to walk in on us naked. We are so busy that he isn't noticed. I am on my knees with my ass in the air tongueing her pussy, squeezing her round tight ass, rubbing her perky tits, and kissing her lips. Then out of nowhere my husband slides his big fat cock in me and pounds me to orgasm. Then he pounds her as I ride her face. My husband fucks good so she will not be disappointed. I want to watch and participate at the same time. I know how to please myself, so I am confident I will please her pussy good. I want her to feel what I am feeling.
My fantasies may not come true but you know what I will masturbating to. At least into the near future.
I cannot believie I just wrote my confession(s)!!! I am wrong.
#virgin #straight #threesome #coworker #ass #pussy #aroused #girl #husband #wrong #confession #masturbation #perky #round #firm #sex
Most of my roommates are young females. I’m an older male. No; I’m not chasing after them. But the other day I had a weird moment.
I drive the speed limit and very carefully. I’m very polite. A large truck suddenly sped behind me. Accelerated over and over. Nearly hitting me. Swerved at me. I kept slowing on this winding rural mountain road in the dark. I finally stopped. Waited for a fight.
I’m very polite. But I’m a highly trained bad mother. The person suddenly accelerated. Nearly wrecked as they took off & slid into the ditch in the rain. I just moved slowly and watched. Log trucks fly around these blind roads. So you don’t want to loiter.
Anyways. My roommates were talking about the feud they have going with some other people. Something about a dog bit a kid. I don’t know. Interesting thing. They warned me not to shop here for a while. Asked where I get gas. Described a truck. Yes. Same truck.
Well. I’m a very large martial artists. Also trained by vets. I don’t scare easy.
I get someone is mad their dog was put down like 2 yrs ago or something. But I didn’t even live here. Don’t bring that crazy mess to me.
The world is full of bar Chit crazy people.
So anyways. My ex called me. I’d been visiting them. Now I’m sick. She said can I bring our kids up in the mountain to see you. No.
Being a mountain man and cowboy I don’t want to judge my own. But who the F runs someone not even in a situation off a mountain road over a dang dog? Humans have souls. Animals don’t mean crap. Oh I love them. I’ve donated to save endangered species. But I’d never harm someone over one.
You try to live in peace. Get sucked into crazy stuff.
Oh well. I’ll change my time. Turn on that training my special forces dad and vet uncles drilled into me. Hope they leave me alone.
I did laugh though. When you randomly chose to F with somebody you never met. It might be a Church mouse. It might be a 250 lb SOB. I’m both. You just never know. My roommates were worried for me. I started laughing. What was that movie. Not Rambo. Where the crazy hillbillies messed with a nice guy? Let’s hope it doesn’t get to that. Pushed to the brink. Hill billy heck.
Nah. I’ll just film their butts and call the po po if they keep it up. See if they like the color orange. Good show.
I’ll just change when I leave and come. Watch out for them. Hope I can avoid future crap.
I taught my kids to just exit into well lit busy place. Let crazies mess with next person in traffic. That doesn’t work so well on narrow winding mountain roads.
I’m no longer interested in the girl I’m dating. We’ve been together for over a year and we live together. I love having her around but I just don’t feel in love at all. I can’t picture romantic ideas with her in them or getting married or having kids with her. I always picture other women. She’s honestly a great person but it’s to a point where I don’t even want to kiss her. I wipe my mouth after because it feels wrong. I feel so guilty but I can’t help it. And every time we’ve gotten close to breaking up she cries and I feel to guilty. I feel terrible but I just can’t help it. I wish I never got with her to start. If I could go back I honestly would. We’ve had a lot of fun and made memories but I just don’t feel a spark at all. Idk what to do.
#love #relationship #guilt #guilty #confused
i have to confess.... as bad as i know it is, sounds and truly really is? i am attracted to my Husbands brother.
the annoying of love and sexual attraction i have towards my husband is not lessened by the interest i have in my husbands brother.
i wouldn't necessarily say i'm sexually or physically attracted to my husbands brother, it's more of the personality. there's something about his brother that i just relate to and connect with more on a verbal level? idk how to explain it. i would never forsake my marriage or ever cross that line but i'll admit i do random purple have those thoughts. idk i'm stuck.
I’m in love with this guy and we met before I got in a relationship with my boyfriend but sadly we can’t date so that’s when I started dating my boyfriend. Well me and this guy started back talking and my feelings for him have gotten bigger and now I don’t think I want to be with my boyfriend. I feel bad because at the beginning of our relationship it was good and then something happened and it just kinda fell off. Well to make matters even worse my boyfriend got me a promise ring and I don’t want it, I really just want to break it off with him but how do I tell him that after I met his whole family....
Circumstances have pushed me & my family to the brink. I was the rock. But people decided to remove me because a disease broke me. Everyone was supposed to get better. Instead everyone is so worse. So now some have come & asked for help. Problem is I had just had a last ditch surgery to save my life. Then I was homeless & stuff. I’m now temporarily where no one wants me. They are barely tolerating me because I did so much for them. But it’s temporary. Then I’m lost.
So while I’m still able I’m trying my best to help those I love. But its so sad.
So my sin is I’m sort of lying. I’m not lying. I’m bending the truth. I’m just trying desperation heaves to save a person whose probably going to die. My hope is to bring them out of their medical situation. Reach them. And at least help them find peace before their condition ends them. If they trust me & I can reach them, they could live. Probably. But doctors can’t reach him. It seems I may be his only hope. So now I must beat my disease to help him with his medical issues. Thing is no one can tell me how. So I gotta do it. That currently includes stretching truths. I’m researching science and medicine.
I’m not sure if someone who is very sick can live long enough to help. Or clear my mind enough to help. But all the experts are striking out. I helped stabilize him. Now can I fix him? That is a big ask.
So I’m trying to fight off this disease. Fight off all the bad. The nearly dying. Poverty. On & on. This is like an impossible situation.
So how do I solve a problem the experts can’t solve? They are paid for it. They studied it. I’m a guy laying on the dumpster heap of life waiting to be hauled off to the morgue or homelessness which will be death for me quickly with my health.
To make it worse. I have been suffering for many days. I tried to rest. Controlled my diet. Purged. Even ate the wrong stuff. It’s getting worse. Problem is I think I know what it is. If it is I need a trip far away. I have no car. I need emergency sugary. I would owe so much money. I have no money. I can’t divert money away from my children. They have a home. If I take away money they lose it.
The reality is I will die. No if. Just when. I can’t create debt they must pay when I’m gone. Especially when it’s just a matter of time. But I’m trying to save a life before I pass. They try to inspire you. But then they give up. When they stop trying. That means your doomed. I’ve noticed they no longer bother with me anymore. It’s like I’m a ghost. That is partially being poor. But it’s everyone when I go. No one cares. They tried to cycle me off. I fought it. Then I realized something. All the people I stop seeing get sick. Then they goto this odd place. Then I never see them again. If I ask no one answers. So I tried to stay. No one will answer me.
So I’m going away so the other patients won’t see me getting sicker & then dying? They tell me no. Maybe that’s true. But I’ve lived longer than all expected. Much much longer. So they tell me all the people that reach that milestone go there. Sounds good. I’m doing great. Except I feel horrible. Barely move. Barely get up. How can that be good? So I calculate. It’s open one day a week. Two hours. That’s 4 patients. If they’ve sent many many people ahead of me there. All these people I used to know. As I’ve lived all the docs moved on. Most of the nurses. There’s basically no one in there that knows me. So it occurred to me. I don’t recognize any patients. All the people ahead of me are gone. All the people behind me are gone. I gotta start looking way behind me to remember anybody. So where is everyone. Oh there’s a lot of new patients. But where are all the old ones?
My family tells me I’m being paranoid. Maybe. I am that guy everyone looks to for a reason. Only I’m not anymore. There’s next to no one in the whole hospital I recognize. So I’ve been a patient longer than anyone has worked there? That’s why no one knows me. The patient is the oldest none high level person that was there. How have I lived longer than all the people who worked there when I started going?
So my family said your sick. Your fine. Well I’m no doctor. But am I missing something. Let’s say there were 100 people ahead of me. They slowly went off because they were doing so well. I never went anywhere when I was doing well. So why was I still there? I heard they must be doing way better. Well that’s not a good sign for me. So I waited my turn. Then people behind me went. On & on. So I heard they are going on other days. Makes sense.
But then Covid hit. We all had to go stand in long lines on the exact same day because we are high risk. A long line of dying people. I’ve looked for over a year. I get there early. Then when I leave I pass everyone else. I only recognize the very new ones. No one knows me. So I did research. I should be dead. I’ve way beaten the odds. So they say your fine. But no one smiles. No one talks. They do to other people. I’m that guy who is dying.
Everyone says oh your always worried. Well not about dying. I worry about other stuff. Even though I’ve almost died. So I’m really confused. But if there was 100 ahead of me. How many were behind me? 100? 200? More? Let’s say 200 total. For four times slots once a month? That’s when one old dud checks on us. If I have issues what do I do? Ask him. So I dig. I could go other times. That’s cool. But he likes to see all of our issue on that one day. In two hours. That’s 4 people. So I ask the lady when does everyone else go. She says who else? All the other patients with my condition. He sees all of you on one day. If he’s only there for 2 hrs on one day. That doesn’t add up. So I ask her where all the other patients go. What other patients? Now I know I’m sick. But am I that sick? Am I missing something?
I say where are all the other patients that are doing great like me. That left the hospital and were sent here. She has no clue what I’m talking about. Well It’s right by the hospital, & far from me. I looked. I see no other places in the phone book. I call & ask. What other place?
So I’ve been feeling horrible for weeks. But I usually bounce back. Not this time. It feels so weird.
I don’t fear it. But I’d like to helpful
There’s no other place is there?
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