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I'm leaving my wife today. She doesn't know it yet. I said I forgave her the first time she cheated. I tried to and I wanted to. She did it again. Im done.
I know my boyfriend spies on me and is part of research groups that do global social experiments on me. I also let him mistreat me.
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.
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.
you are not a good person. I feel foolish now for trusting you. I wish you pay for your actions.
I have a very special bound with my ex. He still loves me, I think I still love him and we often spend sometimes together. However, he asked me to not have any kind of affair with any of his friends.
So last month I fucked his best friend.
A long, unforgivable fuck.
I feel like a bitch and he feels like a piece of shit and we both know that if my ex discover the truth he is gonna to beat us half to death.
Oh, and I also kisses hid other best friend two years ago, but I guess a kiss is now a minor inconvenience.
2/2 of his best friends. Am I a slut or he can't choose good friends?
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 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
Last month my 3 year girlfriend cheated on me with her ex at a her bff party. She told me about it that same week and we decided to give it a chance, she said it was a big mistake, just making out, no sex. But she was acting weird still, like there wasn't something right. And that made me the more scared. Finally, she told me still feels something for him. I mean, her ex from 5 years ago, really?! I felt my heart crushed in a million pieces, angry at myself for being such a fool.
So for these past weeks I have been going out and had many one night stands, mainly with common friends, even her BBF from that party! But mostly I have been seeing a colleague after work, she had always been very flirty with me and I told her I was planning on leaving my gf. When she's at work, we sometimes go to my (and my gf) apartment. We have sex in the kitchen, the shower, everywhere. But my favourite is the bed, there is nothing like the satisfaction of seeing my gf in our bed, the sheets still dirty from all the fun I had. She obviously thinks I am trying to cope and trying to work things out between us. I know I shouldn't be doing any of this, I still love her, but my need to fuck everything is greater. So now my objective is to have as much fun as possible and if she gets hurt, too bad!
I can’t tell him I want to end it we share a dog n I have no place to go I’ve fucked his coworker and supervisor and I almost fucked his best friend from elementary school I don’t want to hurt him but I’m never pleased
My girlfriend an I live in LA but we don't live together.
She has 2 other female roommates. One of the roommates is kind of hot in a nerdy way. Anyway, I was at my girlfriends apartment one day helping fix her bed frame. I took a personal day from work and the roommate worked from home.
Her and I got lunch and had a couple beers. We came back to the apartment and she gave me head. I had sex with her for a little bit stopped because we were afraid someone would walk in.
Later that night my girlfriend went down on me. She said my dick tasted sour...it was from the pussy cum from her roommate. I told her I was sweating all day putting the frame together. She believed me.
Nothing ever happened again with the roommate. I'm an asshole
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 was a prostitute for seven years from the age of 16 before I found the man who would become my husband. He met me through the escort service I worked with and he's in his late forties. He has some money but recently he lost his job and to keep the bills paid I offered to go back on the game. Thing is now I've started I can't stop. It was supposed to be a two or three times a week thing, but now I'm seeing two or three clients a day. I've even been for a weekend trip away with one of them and started having bare back sex with regular guys, which is something I hadn't done since I was a teenager. I've had a gang bang and snorted cocaine again. My husband has an opportunity for a good job, but I don't want to give up the sex life I've suddenly rediscovered. His cock was fine for five years but I'm still under 30 and need more than he can give me. Luckily we don't have kids. I know I ought to tell him I intend to keep on the game, but I think he might be hurt.
So I've been fucking my friends' boyfriend since Christmas and i'm not even ashamed. He loves me and my massive tits and i love how his long, fat cock fills my pussy each night. We have the most amazing sex ever, he makes me scream and cum more than anyone i have been with and he pumps me full of his seed every chance he gets. He's currently passed out on my bed after our all night fuckfest. My pussy is sore from the pounding i took. I can't wait for my man to wake up so we can continue.
I use to be a delivery man and I meet this girl in the poor part of town. I never gave her my real name but we hooked up ever few months for about a year. A few months after one of our hook ups she texted me saying she was pregnant. I wasn't gonna deal with that. Got a new phone number and acted like I never saw it. A few years later I got couriious and looked her up on Facebook. Sure enough she was rasing our son. I facebook stalked for years. Finally around the time he was 10 then I had my life together I had partied. And I "accedsntly' ran into her at a dave n busters party she tagged herself as going to. Once I saw her I pulled her to the side and acted like I never knew what happened to her. She told me all about our son. We ended up getting into a relationship and getting married. She treats me like I saved them because being a low income single mother is hard. My confession is a do honestly feel bad for making her do it all on her own. But if I tell her now it's going to wreak the rest of our lives.....
Everyone thinks we are ideal gay couple- a model for straight and gay people to follow.
Truth is, I've been cheating on my husband since I started dating him. I lost count of the number of cocks I've sucked or had up my ass- or how many mouths and asses I've fucked.
I've cheated on him at my job, in public bathrooms, at porno theaters, and in our own bed.
I look for sex on the street, at work, online, and even with some of our mutual friends- especially those married to women.
I still love him more than anything and I dread the day that he finds out.
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
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 :)
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 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.
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