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I had my first real girlfriend when I was 14. When we made out I would take all my clothes off and would stay naked as long as possible. I got turned on walking around in front of her and she liked it too, although she never once took off more than her top. We would go to her house after school because her parents both worked and I would strip for her. She invited me over one Saturday evening telling me her parents would be away. When I got there she had some friends over and I wasn't sure what was going on until she told me they knew, she had told them and now they wanted to see. The teasing was nuts and it made me horny enough to do it. I went upstairs to my girlfriends bedroom, she came with me and as nervous as I was she was equally encouraging. I still remember the feeling of walking out from the bedroom going down the hall and getting to the top of the stairs. Too nervous to be hard I started going down and could hear their excitement when they saw me. I knew which step would let them see I had no underwear on and the squealing when I landed on it was insane, I was so horny. It wasn't long before I was hard and eventually I masturbated for them. After that I regularly stripped for her friends, who by the way were my classmates too.
As a Christian, I lied to my psychologist.
I told him that my girlfriend killed herself when I was 16 even though I found out in the last year that she actually was still alive.
I just didn't know how else to explain the train wreck of my life.
So now I feel like I need to come clean somehow.
But after I told him he confided in me that he lost a young patient one time earlier in his career and that he struggled for a long time wondering what he could have done to save him.
I feel like I have to level with him, but I feel absolutely wretched that I lied to him and he confided in me like that.
#lies
I have this dream last night. It seems that I am in some kind of party, In that party, there is this guy.
I've been eyeing on this guy and that guy is unfortunately interested with my best friend. They are indeed in love with each other. And I was left there alone. A few guys ask me few questions, I thought at last someone is interested at me. But in the end they just approached me because they are interested with my best friend (which is with the guy I like).
I woke up at 2:00 in the morning. I had a hard time sleeping back, and I cried.... and cried myself to sleep.
I don't know that guy and I know it's not real, but the pain remains. I don't know why..
or maybe I know why .. It's really hard when someone you like, love someone who is so close to you.. in real life... it's my sister. I know .. I know.. blood is thicker than water.. but it's a real pain..
I sometimes cry... but no.. not because of them... but because.. I feel unlove. (my family loves me.. I mean you know, someone special.. a guy) I feel unattractive and all... Gosh I wish someone will love me now.. It's kinda shallow.. but it's basically what everyone wants.
I really want to stab somebody just to know how it sounds and feels, I’ll never do it but I’ll keep on imagining,freak...
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 know someone who met their 5th spouse at Church.....
If you marry twice; that means at least one of you had very bad judgement the first time, and both of you failed at marriage.
If you divorce 2 or more times, it’s you.
.My fetish has led me to look at nudist photos which included children of all ages. I can't help it but I love it so much, I look at it almost every night. I also indulge in looking for lolicon hentai and mangas online, but nothing gets me off like looking at the real thing. Confession 1685 is probably the best I've read on here. And after reading many posts on here I realize I'm not as bad as I thought.
I am a divorced mom of two. And I have to get something out of my chest.
About two yrs. ago, I discovered that my then husband was having an affair with a coworker from the office he works for.
As angry as I was, I found the way of keep my head cold. I turned the blind eye for about a year while getting evidence of his actions, so I could build a strong case against him in the court so, I did.
A year went by and he acted very surprised when confronted with the evidence my lawyer presented to him. He knew he had no choice but to sign the papers.
Two weeks later after he moved out of the house, I threw a party to celebrate my long awaited divorce.
I work for a big company with medium to small branches all over the city (Monterrey, Mexico) which specializes in selling construction and builders materials.
Every branch has a secretary and two male workers. The big branches have two secretaries and up to four workers. where I work it's just me and two guys.
I would be lying if I said I've been an angel. Every now and then I would accept an invitation from my coworkers to have a drink and some kissing and fondling had happened when we were drunk but that was all. Never had sex with them even thou there's mutual attraction; much less an affair.
So I threw this party to celebrate and of course; friends, family and coworkers were invited.
Everything was so great, plenty of music, beer, tequila, carne asada and above all, happiness and laughter.
It was around 1 am that the first guesses started leaving so I told my then 6 & 8 y/o kids to go to bed, and by 2 am every family member and friends were gone. But back at the patio my two coworkers were still drinking and listening to music so I joined. We danced some more and at some point, I started to feel dizzy. I'm not a tequila drinker but I was so happy that I had a few shots while dancing.
All I remember from that moment on, is my coworkers helping me undress in my bedroom.
The next morning I was awaked by my sons moving my shoulder and slapping my face. MOM WE ARE HUNGRY!!!
Well it was still morning.11:40am
I opened my eyes and raised my upper body a little just to find out I was completely nude in the middle of my also completely nude coworkers who were still snoring.
I told my sons get out of the room... I have to get dressed.
As soon as they walked out I awaked both of the guys so they could get dressed and leave.
Feeling my anus a little sensitive, I jumped in the shower not before I took a pee and relieved my guts in what appeared to be a mix of liquid and foamy substance without the smell of... well you know what I mean.
"It must be the tequila"... I said to myself
That day was what appeared to me an endless Sunday. I was avoiding almost all day to approach the subject with my sons but, they were in a funny mood with awkward faces and attitudes all day long so by dinner time I had to finally ask them.
Roberto was watching!!! one immediately told on his brother.
Yeah but you too!!! replied Ricardo the youngest.
WATCHING WHAT??? I asked.
What those men were doing to you!
OMG! I didn't know what to tell them so I changed the subject and send them to sleep with the excuse of their early school tomorrow.
The next morning I walked into the store. Pedro and Raul (my coworkers) were there already.
So I asked them both... what the hell happened that night?
Raul very nervous asked me... you don't remember? nothing?
I said... of course not! otherwise I wouldn't be asking!
They told me that I was like in a trance, yelling at them to fuck the shit out of me. Pedro was going to start while Raul was going to wait outside the room but I told him not to. I was already undressed so they undressed as well and started to fuck me both at the same time.
And then what?... I asked
Well you wanted to have anal sex.
And?... I asked again
We gave you a beer enema
Omg!... I started to laugh. You did???
So you went to the restroom and then came back and we both had anal sex and all kinds of sex with you.
Ok...I said. That's pretty much some kinky night but still pretty normal don't you think?
At that point they looked each other to the eyes.
Ok OK... now what???... I asked
"Well... we told you your sons were peeping because the door was open and you told us to let them watch"
Omg!... I said that?
"Yes. not only that but you told them to get closer so they could see better"
And what did they do?... I asked
"Well they were there watching the show at the edge of the bed the rest of the night"
And that was it right?
"Ok you asked for another beer enema before sending your sons to sleep and we went to sleep as well"
I was in a shock but at the same time somehow felt a little aroused by the thought of me being capable of doing such things.
Not surprisingly, days later my sons asked me when was I going to throw another party.
We've done it four more times without the need of a large party, just tequila and beer. Just the three of us and of course those two who wouldn't miss the show.
#divorced #bad #mom #exhibitionist
I admit that i enjoy wearing women's lingerie and clothing,call me what you want but until you have dressed up in sexy lingerie and clothing then don't judge people,i wear lingerie under my work clothing. Panties bras suspenders stockings and when I get home i get rid of the male clothing and slip into something lacey silky smooth and sexy
Ive been seeing a guy for about 2-2.5 months now, he barely gives me any attention but the sex is great.
Since i got "together" with him i have slept with 3 different guys, 2 being exes.
I was always so against cheating but i just need that attention and love like i get from my exes.
I know his sleeping with other girls but i just cant seem to end it with him.
I listened to my mother talking to my father and heard that she confessed to have cheated on him. I hate her.
#parents #wtf #confession #cheating
17F and I masturbate on the daily. But there's always that ONE week every month when I can't masturbate the way that gets me every time... I hate periods...
I heard he’s dating someone new. Good for him- he always told me how I made him a better person. I’m glad someone can enjoy what I made him into.
He made me worse. Getting assaulted will do that to a person.
I have the evidence. It would be so easy to tell his friends and family, to watch his support group crumble to dust… I fantasize about it. But there’s still some wounded little part of me that cares about him. That doesn’t want to hurt him despite everything.
How pathetic. I hate being the bigger person.
So my whole story starts with one of my favorite shows as a kid. What might this be? Little Nicky, none the less. So what got me curious? Well, anyone who has seen this distinctly knows of the scene where Hitler's punishment in hell ( spoilers for those who have never seen it) is to pick a pineapple from a cupboard and have it rimmed into his ass while he wears a maid outfit. As a kid, I got curious from this and began inserting fingers into my ass quite often and loved the feeling of it. I kept looking for what other things I could ram up there and get away with. Anything from the neck of bottles, to toys, to whatever I could get my hands on.
So skip ahead a couple years of doing this regularly. I now am finding shampoo bottles to lodge up there for the length of my shower, or to keep in there until I felt like I should get it out, then getting to where I do those plus some fingers or, hell, even another bottle ( by these I mean the ones like what you would get from a hotel)
Skip ahead a bit more and I am finding larger bottles of shampoo ( like, 12 Oz bottles with circular bottoms) to ram in there and keep in there as I finish my shower, and then rub one off after words when I am all loose and can put some fingers in there and move em around too.
Skip ahead a little bit farther, now basically in the future. Have had a steady relationship with my girlfriend for years, and finally after 2 during a night of exploring, I got her to try putting a finger in my ass as she jacked me off. She was surprised I liked it as she doesn't like anal at all. Then I told her I knew I did previously, and she got curious so she wanted to know what I could take. About 20 minutes later she ended up getting her fist inside my ass and now all I ever want is size. I can never get enough. She now on the other hand wants to peg me and keeps looking to get a strap on because she gets furiously turned on by taking control and putting anything in my ass she can find. Every now and then I wonder what it would be like to be manhandled and fucked in the ass by a guy, but I am not attracted to them, nor do I want to ruin my relationship with this wonderful woman. Maybe next time she tries to put things in my ass I ask for two hands, not just one :D
I love driving around with my tits out, that feeling you get when you know somebody saw you... My pussy is wet just thinking about it.
Today I was driving and this old man saw my tits, his mouth dropped, and his head turned as I drove past. I hope he thinks of me as he jacks off. I just got done soaking my sheets thinking about him.
Currently sitting on my porch with my legs spread wide, getting some cold fresh air.
I saw my sister without bra, she was in t-shirt but she was not wearing a bra, I can clearly see her nipples from t-shirt. I don't know why I get hard by looking at those. I never imagine her but I want to imagine her . what should I do .
I've recently discovered showing a butt plug but my ass really turns me on I am not gay but I'm into anal sex.
I would love another man to take me from behind.
I am a guy I like dressing up in woman’s clothes and like cock a lot but I am married and she knows and likes it when I dress up. And talks dirty to me until I cum.
I don't understand the idea that there is always a fight between brothers and sisters. I have a brother and a sister, both older than me and we always get along well. When my sister and I were still in high school, our brother had already been in the world of work for some years and had already married.
My brother is quite physically trained, while my sister always dresses to attract attention: ripped jeans or tight leather pants, jacket to show a little belly or hips or neckline, chocolate lipstick and Sharon Stone blonde hair. I was more like a slightly skinny version of Brandon Sanderson, with Tom Selleck's body hair and Adam Drive's face. I was not bullied, because my sister always protected me.
However, it happened that someone made fun of me as a nerd and I felt bad. I once declared myself to a girl I liked, a very beautiful girl. She was a year older than me, she had black skin, long straight hair and a nice face. I had written for her a poem and given her some flowers, but she had turned me down and one of her friends had commented that if she was going to go with a white man, certainly not with me.
I took refuge in the bathroom crying and I hear people enter: they were two students of the school football team, including my sister's boyfriend. We know each other and he is a good person. Selling me in this state, he goes to call my sister. When she arrives, entering the "boys' bathroom", she pushes her boyfriend and her friend out the door and we are left alone.
I explain the situation to her and she consoles me that it will be only for these years in school and that everything will be different outside. But I wanted to put those people in the wrong who make me feel bad. So my sister gets an idea, but she said to must not to tell this thing to anyone. I accept.
So she puts her chocolate lipstick in front of the mirror, turns to me and she to me to closes my eyes. I feel her kissing me on the neck, cheek, forehead, eyelid, nose and finally on the lips as well, giving more pressure to this point. I was confused, but she explains to me that in this way I would make others jealous about I been kissed by a girl with an anonymous identity.
Chicks with dicks are so cute. I wish more of them wanted to keep it. Im really good at rubbing mine. I want to share my skill. And try giving a blow job.
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