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I've been a professional photographer for more than 6 years and love my job. I've become very popular and connected in the past few years and have spent a lot of time away from my husband and family. I'm totally ashamed to admit even to myself that I've been having lesbian affairs for more than a year now. One discreet affair with a model turned into an introduction into a parallel lifestyle. My husband thinks our babysitter was suggested by friends when actually we've been dating secretly. It's hard to admit but I think I'm a lesbian.
I am so happy I found this site. I have a story thats been burning at me for a long time and now I can put it out there without worry of exposing myself.
I had been friends with a couple for a while, about 5 years, they were nice to me we would go on holidays together and they would be there to support me morally and so on. The wife always had a problem with me though, i don't know why. She is really beautiful and has a sexy ass and she is intelligent etc etc. I on the other hand , I am not bad looking, I'm tall, attractive, slim, I have a great smile and personality too. At the time all of this was not so obvious to me. My then boyfriend would always tell me that the husband of that woman (20 years my senior) had a thing for me but i obviously brushed it off as him being a bit possessive.
Skip a few years my boyfriend died in a horrible way. So I was grieving and that man (who at this time I viewed as a brother) came to my house to comfort me and to help me through that painful time. After that he would check on me a few times a week . Calling, texting or emailing.
Understand this, during this period I was so angry at the world that my boyfriend had died, I didn't care about a lot of things or people. So when this man declared his undying love for me, I just wanted to know how far he would go with it.
We had been friends for a long time and I understood him a lot and i 'got' him . We thought on the same wave length and we had the same thoughts and feelings towards certain things . We just 'clicked!
Not long after that he wrote me an email describing the intense sexual attraction he had toward me and how he no longer viewed me as just a friend but someone he cold share his life with. In all honesty?? At that particular point in my life, that's all i needed to hear.
For years after that email we would go on trips together, make out heavily , we couldn't go all the way because we wanted to save that for when he had left his wife. At the same time me and him loved his wife so much we didn't want to break her heart with our 'affair'. So we just used to make out and talk and touch and dream. I fell in-love in a way I never knew possible . We fought , we cried, we yelled at each other but no matter what, after everything , we were always there for each other. It was an intense love on so many levels. We loved each other hard.
I could not bear the thought of breaking his wife's heart so i broke mine. I lied to him that i was going on vacation but i knew what i was doing. See, i decided to resettle in a different time-zone in a different continent, just so it would be difficult for me to be with him. Its worked. I'm not with him, hes still married, I'm still dating and having fun with it. But, my heart is with him and my dead boyfriend.... They are the only ones who will have my complete heart and soul.
I dream of a time we could have been together because i feel empty not knowing....
At the same time I'm okay with my decision... I loved hard and I know what its like to be loved right back with everything even when sex is off the table. But goddam I love him still
A few years after we married I met someone and brought him home wanting an open relationship, my husband was shocked but I told him it's either both of you or none of you and he backed down. I thought it would be more exciting but now I see how much damage I've done and the betrayal in my husbands eyes. I'm such a screwup.
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 confess i want to make out and have hot sex with one of the girl that works in the same company as me.
im married and have a kid and shes has a bf and a kid too. we were very close before up to a point where people thought something was happening between us. it was before she got pregnant. i masturbate a lot thinking of her.
I have a girlfriend. And I love her. But before her, there was someone else. We never really got anywhere worth writing home about, this other girl. She was in a difficult place at the time. So we just flirted, kept up a certain level of sexual tension, while still keeping each other at arm's length. It was, strangely, fun. Let's call her Mary.
Then, I started dating the girl that would be my girlfriend. She was hard to get and even harder to read. A real spitfire who'd never let me get away with anything. Everyone she meant would say that there’s something about her that just leaves you enthralled but you just don't know what exactly. It's something. Call her Amy.
Things hit off with Amy. It was a rocky start being who she is but it got somewhere nice, somewhere serious.
But early on with Amy, Mary and I kept texting and kept interacting on social media. We would comment on each other's photos how hot we thought the other was. Amy didn't mind. Mary was a friend, after all. In the DMs, Mary always talked about how we should get some coffee sometime; how we should maybe get a drink. Just us. She knew about Amy, though. We talked about Amy sometimes, so she knew.
The plans for coffee or drinks never went anywhere. I just kept saying, "Yeah. Maybe."
It didn't go anywhere until one day, it did.
Amy was out of town. And Mary dropped a selfie on my DMs saying she in a cafe downtown alone. I thought about for a while. Then I hopped on my car and went for it. "What harm could some coffee do?" I thought at the time.
I got there and we talked. She talked about med school and I talked about my own shit. It was, in a word, surreal. Then she asked me to walk her to the toilet. It was up some stairs and away from prying eyes. Before she went in she gave me a hug and, out of habit and shock, I hugged her back. My heart was racing. She pulled back and held my face in her hands, then wrapped them around the back of my neck gently.
"You're an amazing guy, you know that?" She said, her face close to mine. She was, without a doubt, one of the most beautiful people I've ever known.
I smiled.
We stared at each other for a while, arms locked around each other. In any other situation, this is where I would go in for a kiss.
But no, I just said, "You should go in, Mary. I'll downstairs."
I don't know if it was guilt or something else. Maybe a part of me had finally decided to admit what my concious mind wouldn't: that I was cheating on Amy.
When she went in, I called up my bestfriend. I told him to call me in 10 mins with some fake emergency. He knew where I was and who I was with, so he agreed. No questions asked.
When Mary returned, we continued talking for a little bit before my bestfriend called. I left that cafe on the whim of some fake emergency that afternoon. Despite that, I was one of the best non-date dates I've ever had.
A few days later, Mary stopped interacting with me on social media. No likes, no comments. She stopped the DMs and when I would try, she would respond but only to be respectful, I felt like.
And so eventually, I stopped.
A few weeks had passed and I got a DM out of the blue from Mary. I remember I had just woken up that summer day when I got it.
"I meant what I said. You're an amazing guy. Wish you the best. Take care of yourself."
I never responded. I didn't know how to. I didn't know what it meant.
That was three years ago. I don't see Mary anymore. I don't speak to her, whether in person or online. But sometimes, during the late nights, I think about that day in the cafe and about what that message, that seemed too much like a goodbye, meant.
Amy, to this day, doesn't know about it. And I've never done anything like that since. We're happier than we've ever been now and things are going great.
Mary hasn't dated anyone since, I don't think. But I see her online, looking happy and still in med school.
I'm writing this now because it's been three years. All that time and I still think about Mary.
My hubby got in an accident and was in the hospital in surgery and my landlord came to my bedroom and asked to come in he said if I did not fuck him he would kick me and my husband out and I did not want to have my hubby homeless and recovering from the accident he could not walk so I fucked him and I regret it.
I've been sleeping with my aunts best friend regularly since I was 15. I'm now 26 and she is 36 and married with 3 kids. we still find time for eachother. as much as I feel bad about it I can't quit her. there is something about an older woman that keeps you coming back. my aunt would be very upset if she knew as well
Me and my bf live in same apartment. We have sex daily. My parents doesn't know this. They still think I am a virgin.
when my mother in law and her husband would go out on cruises and vacation my wife and I would watch over their home. I always had a strong attraction to my mother in law and constantly fantasized about me and her. whenever my wife was at work and I was off earlier is stop by their empty house and rummage through stuff but mostly her underwear drawer. I'd grab a good pair or sometimes there were some dirty ones in the laundry I could sniff. I'd sit in the bathroom and masturbate while either sniffing her panties or using them to stroke myself. no one ever suspected anything. my crowning achievement was when my wife and her dad went to the store to get dinner stuff and my mother in law thought I had gone as well so she got undressed and changed in her room and I managed to record it through the 1 inch gap in the door way. sometimes I think she would welcome my sex with open arms just by the way she looks at me and touches me. one day I'll make a subtle move and see what happens.
I am embarrassed that at every summer bbq & gathering of family & neighbors at my parents house my Mom makes reference to our neighbor "Frank" helping to assemble our bikes for me and my 3 siblings on Christmas Eve in 1985 and thanks him in front of everyone. My parents are in their late 60's now.
Why am I so embarrassed?
Because I was 11 that year and, during the night, I heard noises from our den around 2 a.m.
As I approached the den, I could hear voices and groans, it was obvious that someone was in there.
When I got to the entryway I saw my Mom on all fours with Frank on his knees behind her, holding onto her hips, banging the shit out of her. My Mom was clearly loving it. I heard several "Oooooh yeah!!!!" remarks out of her. At one point "Frank" turned his head and saw me staring at them and just smiled and caressed my Mom's ass and asked if she was enjoying herself. I will remember him saying "I've wanted this for a long time" to her and my Mom replying that she had too. I watched for several minutes until they finished and began kissing.
My Dad was a cop and was working overnights at the time. I never saw my Mom in such a good mood as she was that Christmas Day in 1985.
Every time she tells the story of "Frank helping me out so much that night!" and smiles at him, "Frank" almost always glances at me and smiles as if to thank me for keeping my mouth shut.
I am in love with a married man. We met on a "fling" site and he told me up front he was in an open marriage. At first i declined him but we talked more and i really liked him. We met at a hotel and had sex and first time wasnt all that great. It was really hot in the room and the lights were on and i just wasnt feeling it. After that I ended it and for 2 wks didnt talk to him but i always thought of him. I reached out and after a week of on and off talking we decided to meet up again. I was about to move out of state with my husband my husband was actually coming in the next morning to drive our truck and I got a hotel room and he met me and we had the most mind blowing sex i have ever had. Everything i thought about its like he knew and did. I have never climaxed this way with anyone. We had sex for 2 hrs I rode his cock, he pounded me every which way, he was the most amazing kisser and i could have gone longer but he had to go. I said goodbye knowing this is last time for me cheating. I left and he knows nothing about my husband i just told him i was visiting family. He text me while i was gone and i told him i had to stay a little longer. 3 weeks go by on and off talking and I miss him so much. I fly in to see him under guise of a work trip and he meets me at my hotel and we had the 2nd most amazing sex of my life. I never knew what an orgasm felt like but he gave me one that night. The way he fucks me its amazing he takes me every way possible and then he kisses me and i could get lost in his lips. I went back to life and still off and on talking a few more weeks go by and i fly in to see him just for day my husband has no idea im even out of town. We fucked like rabbits and I was ready to give up everything for him. He admitted his marriage was on rocks but everytime she text him he wld respond while with me. When i went home i felt like shit thinking he doesnt feel the same so i ended things and basically gave him opportunity to tell
Me he wants me in his life. He never even responded back. I feel so empty i check my phone daily hoping he will text or call its been 4 days. I guess i get what i deserve since he never knew truth about me.
I have cheated on my girlfriend emotionally and physically more times than I can count. I am a female and I've had sex with multiple men and women since being with my girlfriend of soon to be 5 months. This seems to be a repeated pattern for me. I get a girlfriend. I think I love them and sit in the gooey stage until I get bored and go looking for more and I have been doing this since I was 14.
I was 22yo and with a married man 16 years older than I am. I worked for him for an event and kept in touch since. One year, he invited me to a party. I went. We started hanging out for coffee. I thought he was attractive but did not overthink as he is married. The real deal started after hanging out for about a year, when one time I wasn't feeling the best and fainted. He was so concerned and nervous, brought me to the doctor's and sent me home. I fell for him unknowingly... His birthday was around the corner so he booked a room, and held a party at a nearby club. After the party he suggested that I rest at his room for the night which I agreed. I showered first and went straight to bed wearing nothing but his oversized tee and my panties. After I slept for awhile, I felt him hugging me from behind and feeling my body. I let out soft moans, I was intoxicated, extremely horny so I went down on him and sucked him good. I was so horny and ready so I went on top and sat on his hard throbbing cock. Boy it is BIG. I was on cloud nine all night long and we went for 3 rounds and all sorts of positions. We have since fucked a lot, but stopped after I got a boyfriend a year back. Even though we stopped fucking, we still hang out for coffee and I always seduce him but we didn't fuck. My pussy is so lonely even though I have a boyfriend, I'm never satisfied. I really miss his cock and how he fuck me.. Until today I still fantasize about him.
My mom worked as a stripper and now works as a prostitute.. I'm so ashamed of her been my mom i getting bully in school, random txt videos of her getting bang in my neighborhood.what should I do.
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My wife of nearly 20 years is a total prude. She normally comes when I play with her ass, but always complains if I try to fuck it. She also wants sex to be gentle. She would often turn me down in the first decade of our marriage and I grew resentful (she comes every time we have sex).
I had a gf back in my 20’s pre marriage that was really sexual. I screwed her ass once on my suggestion and after that, she would ask for it. I would obsess about screwing my wife’s ass, but she thought it was dirty and complained and tells me no. Now I really am not into my wife, just a lot of resentment.
I started cheating on my wife, and I found that many, many women crave being dominated (spanked, tied up, even choked), and love the feeling of getting their ass plowed. Some young (20’s), some my age. They are also more agreeable in general and just overall more submissive. My wife would not follow me through the only exit of a burning building (unless I was leading her exactly where she already decided she wanted to go.)
My wife found out about my affairs and we are trying to work things out. But I doubt she will ever enjoy getting her ass filled up by me even if she lets me. I have lost my attraction for her because of her rejection of my sexual appetite.
Seriously considering divorcing her over this. Thoughts? If you were a woman, and loved anal, would you stay with a man who would not give it to you?
32 yr old woman ... I love to be dominated. I find it difficult to achieve orgasm at all if my partner is not dominating me in some way. Unfortunately, my husband will not partake in this particular proclivity of mine very often. I think he hopes I will "outgrow" this someday and believes that withholding this from me will help me get over it quicker. Sadly for him, it has only made my desire to be dominated turn into an outright obsession, something that I desperately NEED.
So, whatever is a girl to do? Well, this girl, she comes in here and reads through all of the Sex, Fetish, Abuse, Violence, Adultery, Masturbation, confessions to live vicariously through others. The worse the confession, the better for me. Dominance and Submission, Rape, Anal Rape, even some of the underage girls confessions seriously get me going. So I read through all of these, then I go to my husband and let him think that HE is the reason that my pussy is pulsing and dripping wet and think that HE is the reason I have a completely mind blowing orgasm. When in reality, it is all of your confessions! (Thanks everyone!)
Last night, during one of the infrequent lovemaking sessions with my husband of nine years, I cried out the name of our neighbor, who I had been flirting with a little lately.
I had him on my mind because we'd been talking outside that night while our kids played and I just blurted out "I like it Brian!" for some reason during sex with my husband.
We only have sex like 5 times a year for goodness sakes and I was just fantasizing a bit.
My husband is pissed and thinks I am having an affair now.
I am not.
He is so stupid sometimes that I should have one with "Brian"..
I've spent all day crying my goddamned eyes out over a woman I've been seeing for three and a half months. She broke up with me to see someone else.
I'm confessing here because the only person I could conceivably talk to about it to get some kind of catharsis and work the pain out is...
...my wife.
(Yes, I know I'm a piece of shit. We can just take that as read, thanks.)
My best friend has been banging my mother for two years now. I find it hot to call him my dad now.
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