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I have to say that I always have to cry. Lately I watched the weather forecast and BAAM crying.
And not just because of the bad weather, I cry in almost every TV show, when someone is happy, when something terrible happen.
I guess I am really sympathetic....
#weather #sympathetic #tv
I'm hungry but there's nothing here I could eat. I'm considering right now if the plant next to me on my desk is edible...
So I’m 15, almost 16 and I just did something I’m pretty sure is illegal. I went on Omegle and decided to try the video chat option, because I never had before. I have large-ish boobs and wasn’t wearing a bra, just a t shirt. I get out on with this guy and start groping myself over the shirt. This guy gets a massive boner, so I panic and leave. Long story short I ended up on this call with a clearly 18+ British guy, who you could only describe as a dilf. I ended up naked except for my socks and was practically fisting myself as he jerked off, telling me how he wanted to bend me over his desk and pound my “tight little body” and wanted to make me take 2 cocks at once. He called himself daddy and called me his sweet slut and little whore. I sucked on my own tits and almost started moaning out loud. I’ve never done something like this before but it feels so good and I had the best orgasm of my life watching him cum. I can’t tell anyone I know, but I needed to confess.
#omegle #underage #daddy #kink #dilf #threesome #british #teen #sex
When I was about 9 I went into my dads bedroom while he was sleeping. It was a hot night and began raining. I just wanted to close his windows. Dad was totally uncovered, and totally naked. I was very into peeking at his penis which I never saw before, and got very turned on about it. After that I tried every way to peek at dads body. I took advantage of mom working nights to ask him if I can be in his bed to watch TV. He usually fell asleep early. I always lifted his sheet to peek. I finally began gently feeling him. Now I am 29 and married but still have the hots for my dad.
I don't know where to put this so I'll just stick it here. I love my wife, I can't see myself ever not loving her. But she's fallen out of love with me. I'm suicidal as I've lost her love. A few months ago she got her self in trouble and was arrested I completely fell apart I cried and was hopeless. No help at all. She got police bail and released. To return at a later date. I hoped that this scare might have brought her back to me emotionally (we still live in the same house) but she still distant even more so, she drinks all the time and stays out to the early hours of the morning. She returned to the police this past Thursday and the matter was closed with her receiving a police caution This is where my confession happens on her last night out when she stayed out to 4.30 yesterday morning I actually started to wish she'd got a prison sentence for her misdemeanour that way I would not have to feel this neglect, and suffer the share panic I feel when she's out and does not contact me or answer her phone. I feel guilty for wishing such a thing but I'm in turmoil and her ways with me is worsening my depression. And it is slowly killing me
I am 13 (female) and I masturbate to lesbian porn even though I am definitely straight. Just the fact that I masturbate is bad, and I know that it is a sin in the Catholic religion. I am ashamed of myself.
I'm a 23 yr old male and I have a complete obsession with sucking off older men. I've only ever been with 2, but for a year I would meet up with a 56 yr old man in his car, we would find a good spot and I would suck him off, swallow his load and he would drop me off. I never wanted anything in return except his cum, though occasionally he did suck me off as well. Now the man I see is 49, I go to his apartment and suck his cock to completion, sometimes he returns the favor but for the most part I go to satisfy my craving. However i love woman, and will only date woman. I only like men for their cocks, I would never date a man but I enjoy the company of a man when i'm single, but search for a woman to tie myself up with and then I am 100% faithful to her.
I got married too early and I would rather be with her sister or her sister’s roommate. She’s gotten so fat and she just lives her life depressingly. I would love to be single for a week
A small view on my work I did last week:
-> on the internet for private purpose: 75 %
-> show non-existing interest in other people: 3 %
-> drink coffee: 15 %
-> inform my boss on non-existing process: 1 %
-> chat with colleagues via Whats App: 5 %
-> do my actual work: 1%
I have been married for 12 years to my wife and we have 5 children. I have had 9 gay lovers during that time. She is unaware of the lust for cock that burns inside. My first time was with a older man who was very nice and didn't have any problem getting me to his house. Doug and I were naked and he wanted to take my picture for a keepsake. He gagged my throat and I chocked on his thick hard cock. He taught me how to suck him and tease his body...my last taste of cock was from a dream...Barry took his time with my body. He stuffed me with his hard fat dick in every way possible. When I felt him in my ass moaned and shrieked I'm true slut fashion
I'm a 'straight' man, but... I sucked a black man's dick and swallowed his cum a couple weeks ago.
I had sex with an escort. I can't tell this to anyone in real life. I feel shame but I don't regret it. I think I might do it again soon.
#sex #prostitution #escort #shame
Basically I have an ex girlfriend called Cassidy who I didn't realise how much I loved before I let her go and hurt her, but my first ever proper love before her a girl called Chloe she hurt me and passed the bad habits on to me when i was sat in months of pain I met Cassidy and we were all good for about a year and ye I got aggressive and I cheated on her and let her go but then she got really aggressive back and for that with this new boyfriend after me and she rubbed it in my face I knew she was gonna have sex with him but ye things are worse cos her sister was pornstar and I couldn't help but wank over her sister and now I fantasize about boys doing and writing stories about my ex meeting up with her new boyfriend and wanting know how they meet and talk and have sex I've been really looking for somone help and write stories about Cassidy having sex with her new boyfriend.
There's this one guy in my school, he's always by himself, doesn't talk with anyone and looks like he's either going to fall asleep or throw a temper tantrum.
We have a new boy in school as well and he's Dominican. We live in a very small town where everyone know each other. So this new guy who didn't know that this other guy is strange wanted to talk to him and got rejected.
Strange guy told him to "fuck off! I don't want to talk to blackish people!" (That were his exact words)
I said to one of my friends that he certainly is a nazi and that assumption spread around town immediately. Now no one in town wants to talk to him or his strange family. Only because of me.
#strange #temper #tantrum #nazi #assumption #confession
I was a shop assistant in a now closed branch of Nice n Naughty, a sexshop chain in the UK. I often had to lock up the shop at end of day if the manager wasnt on that shift as I was experienced and often worked with our junior. We usually left cleaning and tidying for the next morning but cashing up and some tasks just had to be done before we left. I often let the junior go after we had jointly done the cash count as the other stuff was quicker doone alone frankly. I'd then wait in the shop for my lift to arrive. So how do you kill a bit of time waiting in a shop with blacked out windows and an arsenal of sex toys on display? Yep I would product test in order to be more knowledgable about our items so I could help customers better. Yeh right. It was about a bit of fun really. I carried wetwipes in my bag and after picking my toy or toys would wipe away any residue from customer handling during the day and do myself. Sometimes my favourite ones had no power in their batteties and I put them on charge and picked something different but we had such a range I always got something to get myself to an orgasm or two. I always wiped the items I had used and others on display. Anyway it was all a nice perk of working there and I miss it now I work in Tescos.
I am addicted to buy clothes - I am a shop-a-holic.
That's not the biggest problem for me. Everyone in my surroundings told me that I exaggerated with shopping and that I should stop. At first, I didn't believe them and kept on shopping, I did this until I was broke. Every single month.
Now I noticed it myself. But I am just to pride to admit to them that they were right. So now I keep on buying and wasting money just to show them I don't believe them.
I am just stupid, why do I do that?!
i am 55 years old, when I was 12 ,I was fondled by a much older man(60-70 years old) I stayed at his house and he made me lay in bed naked with him he rubbed his penis on my butt I reached around and grabbed it and told him to stop, I did give it a quick touch, now I find myself wanting to find an older man an touch his penis
The building I live in is under constructions and some of the workers pass just outside my livingroom window. I really want them to look inside annd see me change or even masturbate on the couch... wear revealing clothes on purpose just in case one of them will look inside... But I don't want it to be obvious I'm trying to get their attention...
I know it's a good cause, and the there is a lot of actions that we as a white community did in the past and still do in this day and age that makes us need to atone for a lot, but for some reason I'm starting to feel some hatred towards people of others races, because of all this riots and times in which I am attacked by being a white guy, just because I can't have a saying. I know it's pitiful, I know it's a bigger problem on their side, but for some reason, because of what is happening, I'm starting to hate and become a racist myself, and I don't like that thought.
I feel that I'm letting anger take control of me.
I'm dead on the inside, I just feel miserable and sad all the time.
If it weren't to my son, I already would have killed myself. I just don't want to live anymore.
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