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To be honest, this has nothing to do with sex. I just wanted to get a message out and I knew most people usually go on this category. I've liked this guy for a little over a year now. We have a lot in common and we used to be really close because we were always having to sit next to each other in class. We had a band concert recently and I was really upset because this was the first concert I had where I wasn't sitting next to him. Later that week, I was hanging out with my friends when one of them.. let's call her May... brought up the topic of my crush... let's call him Brayden. I told them about how I felt after the concert was over and started to cry. All three of my friends... May... uh, Monica... and, uh, Alexis... told me I should just get over him. That is when I went full on rage mode.
They were telling me to get over him? For God's sake! I couldn't believe they went there! Alexis was fucking dating a guy from fucking Norway! May was fucking leading on a fucking senior (we are all freshmen)! Monica is asexual so I had nothing against her... but she has a secret admirer... let's call him Daniel... so, yeah. "Sure and in the meantime, May, you can stop talking to that Senior, Alexis, time for you to break up with that Norwegian guy, and Monica, you should just transfer schools so Daniel doesn't have to deal with your asexual ways!" I was so fucking mad!
By now you have all realised that I have a very short temper but I had a reason to snap. Next time you feel like telling someone to get over their crush, remember what it would be like if someone told you that. It sucks. We are separated now and Alexis commit suicide. I hate those girls so much for making me feel that shitty.
#love #betrayal #friends #crush #suicide #remember #tears #hate #temper #message
I said yes to another girl's proposal even though I was in a relationship. I couldn't stop myself as the girl that proposed me was my crush back in school and I find her really attractive. She had no idea I was in a relationship. I guess I had to let her know myself when we became friends.
I used the text now to text my dad pretending to be my girlfriend because I suspected he had lust for her. I quickly confirmed it was true he thinks I'm her and wants to fuck her behind my back
I tell you, the day I get over my depression and forgiveness, would be the day of your painful demise. You already have judged and betrayed me a lot ever since I met you, and I won't have any problem in bringing all that out at once, and devastate you. I tell you again, You won't get away after ruining me this easily. Its just I'm waiting for the right moment to happen.
Motherf*****r.
I've never admitted this to anyone...until now.
When I was 15 I secretly caught my aunt getting fucked by this guy. Turns out she was dating him and introduced him to the family at a picnic the next week.
A few weeks after that I dropped by her house but she wasn't home. He told me I could stay and wait for her. I did. We ended up talking and he was nice to me. He shared his joint with me if I promised not to tell. I agreed.
He told me that he saw me watching them and I was so embarrassed. He laughed it off then stood up.
Three weeks ago all of us were just hanging around drinking and enjoying the night. The night picked up and people started to get more intoxicated. Now I've always want to fuck one of my best friends boyfriend. I had saw his cock before on accident and it was amazing. Well my boyfriend was gone that day and I was getting really drunk I could tell. We went out and I didn't see him after that for a while. I ran into him alone on the way home and he walked with me all the way home. When we got to the door I grabbed his cock and started kissing him. I told him that I wanted that cock and was going to get it one way or another. He said that he would gladly let you have it and we stumbled into the apartment. We were taking off each others clothes and got fully naked and I took him to my room and locked the door. I walked into the closet and came out in my crotchless pantyhose and kneeled down and sucked his cock. Wow it was big he moaned as I went deeper and faster. He picked me up and threw me on the bed and pinned me down and choked me. I was helpless. I told him to use a condom and he said the fuck with that and shoved his throbbing cock deep into my pussy I screamed. He fucked me so violently I bled a little. I could feel him cum deep inside me and it felt so warm. He pulled out and kissed me so passionately and said keep this between us. I let the cum drip out of me and I made us some drinks. We fucked over and over all night till morning and have a few times after that.
I once betrayed my friend with talking behind her back and acting nice in front of her.
My girlfriend of 2 years cheated on me. I was stunned when I found out, I always treated her like she was the most special girl in the world. I'm a decent looking guy, have a nice size tool and never had trouble getting dates, but now I know I wasted 2 years of my life on someone who wasn't worth it. Her sister had always flirted with me when she was alone with me, and I had resisted, but now I was angry, and ended up fucking not only her sister, but her mom too when she was having compassion for me after her daughter cheated on me, we were just talking and one thing lead to another and I pounded her puddin' as hard as I've every pounded any girl, loaded her up with cum and she loved it.
Now my girlfriend regrets cheating on me and has dumped the other guy she was seeing and is begging to get back together.
I told her only if I could keep fucking her sister and her mom too. She just looked at me kind of stunned. I just smiled and walked away.
It was revenge, it was extreme justice :)
My best friend and his gf who im also close with, live together in a tiny apartment. She works 1st shift and him 2nd. I often would go hangout with his girlfriend for a few hours until he got home.. I knew she was attracted to me because she would wear very revealing skimpy clothing when we'd be alone and she would subtlety flirt too..
I had wanted to fuck her for so long but resisted for years.. until one night I came over and she was on the couch in a very low cut top with her tits busting g out and very short shorts. I sat next to her, making small talk for a few minutes before she asked if I was hungry.. she got up and opened the fridge, her back to me about 10 feet away..And bent over with her legs straight, her shorts now revealing a few inches of her ass, pretending to be looking for something in the fridge..She turned and looked at me, still bent over, seductively smiling. She caught me staring and said to me "do you like it?"
Playing dumb I said "like what?"
Now she was walking slowly towards me as she said "my ass, silly. I know you were looking. It's okay, I wanted you too."
My cock was throbbing in my jeans, clearly bulging through them as I replied "Ash, I don't want to this to John, he's my friend." She was standing in front of me now, close enough to touch her.. she said "do what to him? We're only talking..Not that he would care. He hasn't fucked me in weeks."
After that she slipped off her shorts, now lying at her ankles.. "oops" she said.."I can see you want me, I've wanted you too for so long. It's only sex, I have needs that John doesn't take care of. He won't ever know, nobody will"
I couldn't resist anymore, I reached out and pulled her to me. She got on top of me and we feverishly began kissing grinding, stripping..
She knelt between my legs and slipped off my boxers, my cock hard and throbbing..She started stroking it, "yours is so much bigger than his, I wonder how you taste" she started sucking me, giving me the best blowjob I've ever had. She was loving it, staring up at me with a look of pure lust..I had always thought she was a naughty little slut deep down and now she was showing me she was.. she swallowed my cum and I remained hard, unbelievably horny still. I picked her up carried her to the bedroom and fucked her senseless.. then we showered together and waited for John to get home..
We continued fucking for several months before I got a gf and ended it.
He still has no idea
#betrayal #girlfriend #sex #slut
About 2 years ago my husband read my journal and I cant forgive him for it or move past it. By reading my journal, he thought I was having an affair, I wasn't. I was online getting counseling and the person that was my counselor and he left to move to England and I was devastated. I felt abandoned by my counselor. I am angry because he read it, took pictures of it, shared my most intimate thoughts with my son. I cant forgive that either. I am grateful that my son realized how wrong it was for his father to share my written, private word. Fast forward to today, He does not support my desire to do other things, he will sabotage me by, stating he has to work, give me that pitiful look.
He is a man that does not like to be alone. He has no friends and slowly but surely, ran my friends way.
Anytime I wanted to go out, it was never a thing of have fun it was, almost like he was upset that I was going out with my friends. Since the incident of my journal and the way he shredded my, I have no desire to be married to him anymore. I will not have sex with him, because I hate the thought of him touching me.
I smile but have serious distain for him. This man does not deserve me at all and I don't want him and the moment I get enough money to leave, I will.
#betrayal #husband #hate #journal #secret #betrayed #confessed
So this started with me blaming my friend, at first i was blaming him for my parents finding vapes in my room , then it went bigger and worse, my parents found a box of condoms in my room and when they asked me about it, as usual i blamed my friend for it. the next time he came to my house it was with my ex who i'd used the condoms on, and my parents asked him about it. my ex said i had used it on her, my parents face dropped. they were very angry... that it for now.
I seriously want to commit suicide. I'm just done with life. The friends that I thought would never switch up on me, did. My dad, who is like my best friend isn't talking to me. Rumors about me at school are going around that it's making me not want to go school no more. I just can't, I been wishing for death since a little kid for being bullied over my skin color. I have a boyfriend, he knows about my suicidal past, but not the reason why. He always tells me things about my skin color and asked me if bothered me. I said no because I didn't want to seem so fragile. But it in reality it hits me so hard. I hate that the first thing that goes through a mind of a person when they meet me is my skin color. I absolutely hate it. I just don't think I can't do this anymore. If I didn't have a boyfriend, I would honestly already do it.. but I don't want to break his heart bc I know how much it would hurt him.
I've lied to my partner and I betrayed him. I lost controlled and withdraw money from our joint account. I loved it to live the wealthy life and I spend so much money on unnecessary things, you wouldn't believe. I always wanted to confess it to him but I just couldn't do it, I was too afraid and too embarrassed to talk to him about it. I didn't know it better and decided to steal the missing money from his savings and put it on our joint account. Of course, all leaked out, I disgraced him, lied to him and betrayed him and I don't know how I could make up for it. I can repay all the debts I made but I can't repair our broken relationship. Now I have to stand trial and make amends for my sins.
#partner #betrayal #money #theft #savings #trial #relationship
I've been with girlfriend for nearly 3 years and I love her more than anything, I didn't know you could love someone as much as I love her. Everything between us is perfect, we rarely argue and if we do we laugh about and we move on. We have a really great sexual relationship too, she's just as kinky as I am. I've got a female friend called Beth, and we've been close friends for around 8 years now. She's probably the only other female friend I have that I'm really close with. Now... I've always had an attraction to my friend, I probably wouldn't date her, but I still think she's rather beautiful. I often find myself fantasising about her, and I'm always disappointed in myself when I do. I know she's in to me too, as she's said a few times when she's tipsy. But I have a girlfriend... I don't want to leave her, I don't want to upset her, I don't want to be even thinking about Beth like this; but I don't know what to do.
I'm male, 21 years old and I've got serious trust issues.
Me and my girlfriend actually meet every day, in school, after school, on the weekend, in the holidays. We are together for almost half a year now. When we are not together (what doesn't happen very often), I always carry my mobile phone around. For the case she's calling or texting or something.
And when she doesn't text me back within... let's say 5 minutes... I become anxious, nervous and impatient.
I always imagine that I said/texted something wrong, that she's mad at me or that she doesn't want me anymore.
Or I think that she's betraying me or anything like that.
Last saturday, I thought she went out with some of her friends, so I texted her around 11 pm and then I waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and she didn't write me back. I really got worried and thought she would never contact me again. The night was horrible. I couldn't sleep properly, I was staring at my phone the whole night.
Next day, around 11.30 am, she texted me that she was so stressed the last night that she fell asleep around 9 pm and that she hadn't gone out with her girls.
All night long, I was a total wreck, I imagined all the worst things to happen.
I haven't told her about this because it's kind of embarrassing and I don't want her to feel sorry for me or anything.
#girlfriend #anxious #nervous #impatient #betrayal #embarrassing
When I was 15, I got asked to be in my cousin’s wedding—my first time as a bridesmaid. Our tea-length bridesmaid dresses had a low, scoop neckline that wasn’t especially revealing on the three older, smaller-chested bridesmaids who barely had any cleavage but, on me, it bared my rather big and blindingly white boobs to anyone who cared to look—which lots of guys did, and I could do nothing about. (Mom had bought me a pretty lace push-up bra and panty set for the occasion.)
The groomsman I was paired with to escort me down the church aisle was 30, big-muscled and really good looking. My boyfriend (16) and my parents were also at the wedding, but my groomsman kept checking me out anyway, especially my embarrassingly jiggly boobs, and it made me feel both self-conscious and kind of sexy.
After the reception dinner, my boyfriend (who didn't really know anyone) wanted to ditch the wedding stuff and use the hotel pool, but I was obligated to stay, where I danced and flirted with my muscly groomsman, pressing my rather exposed boobs against his chest during the slow dances and feeling his reaction as he got hard down there, grinding me a couple times. I got served champagne by waiters fooled by my boobs and bridesmaid attire into thinking I was 21, and ended up a little tipsy. My new friend amused himself by slipping cold ice cubes from his whiskey down my cleavage when no one was looking, then snuck me up the elevator to his room where we got naked and into his bed, ready to get to know each other better.
I thought we might have a quickie, but he took his sweet time with me. Pinned underneath him and probably half his weight, I wasn’t going anywhere, though I worried my absence at the reception would soon get noticed. He feasted on my boobs like he hadn’t just had dinner, then fucked me for well over an hour without using any protection. I had always made my boyfriend wear a condom, but had to admit it felt damned good and more intimate without that artificial barrier between us. His big-chested, broad-shouldered physique and all those rippling muscles were a refreshing change from my boyfriend’s slim build, and his reproductive equipment was a lot bigger and thicker, too. He went deep into me, filling me up, and I climaxed with him right away.
He kept going, and it was fun and intense and I got a few more orgasms out of the deal, and then he worked up to a strong, sweaty finish and finally came inside me just as I was coming, too. I felt him throbbing, then the weird, wild sensation of him shooting semen into me without a condom—it felt intimate—and I was glad I’d made him come, and that we came together. Sharing an orgasm with him made me feel like we were bonded, and we stayed in bed, kissing and squeezing each other. He got hard and wanted to fuck me again, but I feared I might already be in trouble, so I slipped my sweaty bod out from under him and gathered my dress and underthings and put myself back together, fighting him off all the while as he kept pulling me toward the bed.
Back in my dress and downstairs at the reception, I rejoined my mom and my aunt who, noticing my damp, messy hair and sweat-soaked boobs, asked if I was having a good time, figuring I must have been doing a lot of dancing. My timing was perfect as my boyfriend had just returned when the pool closed for the night. I felt naughty and kind of sexy knowing I had this guy’s sperm still swimming inside me, some of it leaking out and running down my thigh, though nobody noticed.
I worried a little that my boyfriend would somehow find out, and worried a whole lot more when I missed my next period, got a test and found myself pregnant. But I was a lucky girl and miscarried a few weeks later, and my parents and boyfriend never knew a thing! I never told anyone (until now), and still fondly remember my hookup with the hot groomsman on that wild wedding night seven years ago.
I am living in sin for several months now. I have a long distance relationship with my boyfriend and we only see each other every couple of months. We've been together for over 10 years now and I am now 25 years old. We promised each other our virginity and wanted to save each ourselves for the other one. I am pretty sure that he will propose to me on Christmas, the next time we see each other.
My secret is that I've been seeing some else since summer. And that is not the worst part. The person I am seeing is also a woman.
I don't know how it happened, but we met on the bus, started to talk and it was just like BOOM! I've never felt anything like this before. I, of course, still love my boyfriend to death, but with this woman... I feel complete, I feel so happy I never thought I could feel.
We went out for drinks rather quickly and that was the same night we shared our first kiss. It was electric. It was magical.
I know now that I am totally and irrevocable in love with her.
But that is not all... She doesn't know anything about my boyfriend either.
We have to keep our relationship secret, because my family is very very very religious and they would never talk to me again if they found out.
And they of course wouldn't talk to me anymore if they only knew that I cheated on my boyfriend.
Why am I writing this now? Because yesterday... yesterday was the first time we had sex. I do not feel bad for the sex itself because it was rather spectacular and I am more than happy that I had my very first time with her. But I feel bad that I am living a life full of lies and that I betrayed and cheated on my boyfriend, best friend since middle school...
I don't know what to do know. I know, someday everything will unravel, but I just don't know what to do....
#betrayal #cheating #woman #boyfriend #inlove #love #sex #lesbian #confession #sin #lying #lie #family #religious
My wife let me take lots of pornographic pics of her and trusted me to keep them privately. Whenever I feel like it I send them to random internet sites, post fake hookup ads making her out to be a cheating spouse, a slut and a whore. She's overweight and I share her big fat ass all over the internet.The first time I admitted to minor forms of this she let it go, then recently she made me promise to stop exploiting her as a porn figure. If she knew how I have displayed her big ass and how I continue to share her stretched open cunt to hundreds of thousands of men she would beat my ass severely. I don't have the balls to stand up to her cuz she WOULD kick my ass easily if she knew any of this so I'm gonna repost this under cowardice confessions too. i doubt I will stop before something forces me to stop. I love her but she was a huge slut when we were younger and I'm not letting that go. Fuck that fat bitch.
#fat #bitch #wife #cunt #slut #whore #porn #pics #forbidden #husband #coward #exploit #trust #betrayed
I confess I am and always will be in love with two women. One who is truly my best friend, partner and the mother of my child. The other is the most passionate, complex and hopelessly broken woman I have ever known.
I am with and will be faithful to my partner. She has stayed by my side through good times and bad. When I see her smile I'm as giddy as I was the day I mustered the courage to ask her out and she said yes, all those years ago. She is my soulmate.
The other was the one who wasn't meant to be. The one who loved me with all her tortured heart. The one I couldn't imagine living without athough I knew I could never be the strength she needed. The one whose soul was crushed along with mine when we parted ways, when I ended our relationship. The one whose perfume I still smell when I pass the spot where we first kissed. Whose sweet voice I'll hear until the day I draw my last breath.
I will always feel I am betraying my partner when the memories of the other push their way into my mind unbidden.
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