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I was walking home from work night and I passed by my sister's house and heard her screaming at someone to stop so I quietly opened her door (which I have a key to btw) and saw her getting beat by her boyfriend, I then came behind him threw him on the ground and I started punching him he took out a pocket knife and stabbed my leg. My sister started to dial 911 but he punched her out and broke her phone. I took the knife out of my leg and slit his neck. I called 911 and they placed me in a holding cell. They told me they're gonna keep me here for 25 years unless someone pays my bail. Three days later my bail was paid I figured it was one of my friends but when I got home my sister was on my couch holding a welcome home sign. She hugged me and we invited family over and had a party.
#murder #protecting #sister #abuse #jail
I beat my girlfriend more than a few times. She didn’t deserve it, and I’m sorry for any unhappiness or feelings that it may have caused her.
Okay. This is a legit embarrassing but necessary confession. I love pain and was paying a girl friend 300 dollars a week just to hurt my balls. Now she is being greedy and wants 400. Your honest opinion. Is 300 enough or is 400 the right price for something so easy? Just for once a week!
I am being sabotaged again. someone is stalking me stealing things on my server. you're gonna get caught!
Each day, I am jealous of my cat because she doesn't have to get up every morning, go to work and live a daily human life. It just sucks. I wanna lie in bed all day, lick my balls and sleep, too!
I'm best friends with my ex boyfriend but my current boyfriend doesn't know about it and he shouldn't find out because he hates M. so much for hiting me while we were together. I can't like without M., so I will meet with him in secret and I won't tell anyone.
My Father used to physically abuse my half-brothers a lot. He slapped one of them so herd he left a hand print on his face. He shoved my brothers head through a wall. He once broke my mothers nose. He purposely cuts my dogs nails so short she would bleed because he was mad at her. My mother knew about this so she kept me away from him. He still hurt me mentally. He is the reason i have to take anti-depressants now. I don't see him anymore but he's old and I'm afraid hell die before I'm ready to talk to him.
I'm married and sometimes I hate my husband!!! We both used to be very abusive to each other. For years!!! He started the abuse. However, we have both changed drastically. I mean we went from fighting every day. (Fist fighting!) Due to his lies and cheating. He was very controlling and wouldn't allow me to break up with him. I would leave and he would find and stalk me. Begging me to come back and I would go back every time bc I loved him, still do. We've been together forever, I met him when I was 14, he's 5 years older than me. Anyway, we went from fighting every day to no actual fighting just heated arguments. Which is major for us, trust me. We used to fight like cats and dogs. Anyway, we don't anymore. But, I still feel the pain in my heart and mind mainly bc of the last time he cheated. What happened was he cheated for the last time I believe like 8 years ago and got his ex pregnant. They already had 2 kids. Since, they live in a different state and she hardly lets him see the kids he had no idea she was pregnant with the third kid. During the time she was pregnant he went to jail for a year, which had nothing to do with us fighting, by the way. While he was in jail he had enough money saved so he still paid all my bills, rent included. He paid for everything. He just asked me to wait for him. Well, I did. While he was in jail he got "saved or found God." When he out out he asked me to marry him. He said: God spoke to Him and said that I was supposed to be his wife and that God showed him all the messed up and evil things that he has done to me throughout the years with all the lies, deceit, betrayal, abuse, and cheating; etc. He said: God spoke to him and told him to change or he would spend the rest of his life in jail. He hates jail. Well, long story short he told me about all the dreams and/or visions God gave him about our lives and he wrote me a letter and drew me a picture everyday while he was in jail. I listened to him, but I didn't fully believe him. I wanted him to prove that he changed and he did/has repeatedly! He has did a whole 360!!! Anyway, we got married. I didn't know he had a third child with his ex and later when he found out he was too afraid to tell me. He found out when after he got out of jail. Which explains why he wanted to get married so quickly. Anyway, he did change, but I knew there was something still bothering him. I asked and asked. But nothing. Finally, one night he says God told him to tell me. I knew something was wrong bc he never slept. Just tossed and turned all the time. So, when he told me I flipped out!!! I asked for a divorce, but he declined. So, I sought out a few different advisors and they all pretty much gave me the same advice which was to try to make our marriage work especially since he had not cheated during the actual marriage. But I felt bamboozled and devastated!!! I cried for days. So, we went to marriage counseling. He confessed to everything. How many times he cheated on me before we got married, with how many women and most importantly why he did it. Everything!!! I sat there and took it like a CHAMP! I really tried to listen like a friend instead of a wife or woman who felt totally and completely broken. Then we had a sit down with his ex. She hates me, by the way. We got down to the nitty-gritty. I mean how many times did they cheat on me together. Why did she keep the other child a secret from us? When she finally told him, why did he keep it from me? Why did she agree to keep me from knowing there was a third child after the fact? Why did they both have their other two children acting as though they did not have an extra sibling? They were all lying! She did after a while she begged him to tell me. I believe her, but she is still so "in-love" with my husband, she would do anything he says. Not her words, mine. Anyway, now they don't communicate unless I know about it. My husband has sincerely changed, but I'm stuck with all this hurt and pain!!! I'm really trying, but it is so hard. I mean he gives me the majority of his money, tells me all of his whereabouts, I have all of his passwords, he shows me all of his bank statements, he doesn't go see his kids without me, and he doesn't make moves unless I know about it. Yet, and still I am not happy!!! I feel broken!!! I am trying. But I feel like getting revenge!!! Even though I could never see myself having sex with another man. That's the truth. I just want him to hurt the way he has hurt me! I'm struggling!!! I feel like all my innocence was stripped away from me. I genuinely loved someone who didn't know how to love me bk. Now that he is so focused and getting his/our lives together, i.e. about to buy a house, we both are working a good steady jobs, in college, going to church regularly, reading the Bible, and praying together.... Now, I'm the one ready to destroy our family just to give him a taste of his own medicine bc I can't get over the past. PS I'm not an ugly person. In fact, everyone tells me on a regular how beautiful I am and I was raised that my outward beauty should match my inward beauty. So, I have always been forgiving. But now I feel like I'm being overtaken with evil and hatred even though no one knows it. I feel so stupid and stressed out! And I'm always worried that he is going to hurt me again.
I am in my 40s divorced 3 kids. I just started shooting meth. when I shoot meth I Immediately turn into a sexual deviant. I had the same problem when doing coke, I swallow and love it when high
I was a little girl about 7 and my drunk dad came in the room i was sleeping in and made my F*** a D** while making my sister watch. i can't move passed it cause everyone in my school heard rumors and think i'm so disgusting they don't even talk to me or treat me like a person anymore. I live in an apartment; very seldom do i leave and when i do i have to go 80 miles at least where people don't know me. I feel very unclean and undeserving of love since i lost my virginity to a D**, I feel beyond damaged
I was sexually abused as a child, ages 4-7 by my babysitter and her teenage son. I'm not mad about it at all, but it definitely gave me some slightly naughty and dirty kinks and fetishes.
I would never do what they did to someone else though
#sex #child #confession
I love my boyfriend... he's very hot and fit with a shit tonne of money from his family. But he's got a tiny pathetic cock and he's so weak! I used to think I could deal with it but I can't... I also have a dirty little secret... I love seeing him humiliated and bullied! He's sooo submissive which makes him very easy to bully to get my way. It turns me into a huge slut! :S
Does anyone want to blackmail him for me on Skype? jack.hope39 is his account. The meaner, the better? You can probably force him to let me fuck you or get a couple of grand off him or just make hi your bitch and force him to do whatever you want... At the very least he's got pictures of all his friends and family because I've seen them which is disgusting!. Remember he's all about appearances.
For the record, I'm 5ft4, blonde, blue eyes, 34DD and cute.
Save your conversations with him so I can read them! email is cookiecrumble at hot mail dot com
Claire
My actual business is in photography. I take portraits. I often take portraits of girls for their single doting mums. Some of these are well-to-do people, sometimes they are not. I am still a fit good looking guy, despite being in my mid-forties, and sometimes the mothers try to bargain with me by offering extras not on my price list. If they are good looking I’ll often agree. I’m a horny guy and if I can get my big cock into a nice pussy, I love it.
One woman I met a few years back. She was a stunning 35 year old blonde with big tits and a hot ass. She came to see me so I could take photos of her with her three daughters. She’s recently divorced and is struggling to keep up all her payments after her husband left her. She’s called Silvana and she’s a Slovak by blood but born in the UK. The photos I took of her and her family were nice, but Silvana couldn’t pay me for all of the prints straight away so I negotiated in my normal manner, suggesting she might be able to help me out. “You wouldn’t be thinking of something sexual, would you?” she asked coyly and when I waved my hand dubiously, she understood immediately and volunteered to suck my cock. Of course she didn’t know at the time that my ten inch coke can wide boner was going to slap her in the face. Silvana sucked a mean cock. Even with her smallish mouth she was able to get her lips around my bell end and take my girth down her hot throat. I let her suckle me for a good fifteen minutes before unleashing a fountain of jizz down her mouth. At this point, she thought the liaison was over, but I reached down and reached inside her blouse and felt her globe like boobs. She started to pull away, but I squeezed hard on her tits and pulled her to me, pulling her upright so I was able to kiss her. She tried to fight it, but then, as my rejuvenated cock bounced on her belly, she relented and let our tongues get twisted. I undressed her. She has a great figure, with a hot ass and big 36DD tits with fat juicy nipples. I laid her down on the couch in the photo studio – all photographers have a leather couch, it’s like an identity accessory – and spread her legs. Her cunt was glistening and I was pleased to see she only had a thin wispy line of blonde curls above her clitty. After licking that wet slit, inserting three fingers and stroking her button, I was ready for a hot fuck. Silvana didn’t disappoint and I was into that furrow like a beast. She rode me good and I came again deep in her pussy.
After this occasion, I couldn’t keep Silvana away. Silvana has a little part time job at the local college Monday to Thursday. She’d pop around at lunchtimes and then again after work and I’d ream that pussy for all I was worth. It wasn’t long before she asked if I could take some more photos of the girls. I said it’d be fine and offered to do them for free. Silvana had a surprise for me. She wanted me to photograph her whole family in the nude. She explained they were naturists and that nudity was very easy for the girls. Everyone was often nude at home if there were no visitors. Her two older daughters were both real sexy stunners. Bathsheba is 15 and she’s pretty with a nice roundish face and little freckles which match her blonde hair. She already had substantial tits and a womanly figure. I remember thinking so when I did the portraits. The middle sister is Jeanie. Jeanie was 13 and had just started to develop tits the last time I saw her. When she came for this special photo session, I was stunned at the difference a few months can make to a girl. She was gorgeous, with long blonde hair tied in a tail and a firm young body, her boobs pressing against the material of her jumper; she pushed them out, making them look bigger than they probably were. Lastly was the baby of the trio Poppy who was only ten, but had the cheekiest grin on her and a great attitude. She talked all the time and the girls often used to tell her to shut up. Like kids of that age she was curious of everything, my camera equipment, the couch, the décor on the walls, the bathroom. She would carelessly squat down with her legs apart, her dress riding up so I could see the baby camel toe on her tiny pussy.
You may remember I confessed before that I have a penchant for young girls and have been as far afield as Thailand and Cuba to get my fix, so the idea of a whole family of blonde stunners and three of them being underage didn’t bother me one iota, in fact it turned me on so much that when they all started to strip off for my camera, I asked if I could strip too, so we were all at ease. Silvana readily agreed and I peeled off my shirt, showing my muscles and then took off my trousers – I don’t wear unders, with my huge cock it’s too constricting – and watched as the girls’ eyes grew big like ice blue saucers as my shaved lob on sprung out. I was very good over the photos, but the girls kept looking at my meat. Poppy couldn’t resist touching it, inquisitive girl that she is, and my half-boner jerked to life. “Look, mummy, it’s alive!” We all laughed and now the barriers were down, whenever I approached to rearrange them, a leg here, an arm there, the girls were starting to frisk my goodies. Silvana didn’t stop them. I sort of appealed to her for permission and she said “It’s better for a girl to lose her cherry to a man who knows what to do with his cock than with a stupid school boy. So go on, don’t be shy.” As if I fucking would !
I started by stroking Bathsheba’s big tits. They were soft and round and like her mum, she had copious nipples on them. I brought one up to my teeth and sucked it, gently biting the tip. She spasmed with excitement and grabbed at my cock, yanking it hard. I grunted and felt for her love box and was surprised to find it soaking wet with pussy juice. Three fingers slid in easy. I was frigging the bitch as she pulled on my dick. I then spread her naked pussy and entered her in one smooth stroke. She cried with the intensity of a huge fuck stick slamming at her cunt, breaking her woman’s cap and making her bleed. It was impossible to stop myself. Covered in fuck juice, sweat and blood, my cock fucked her as if it was running 100 metres. Fast and fucking furious. I could hear Silvana saying “Take it, my love, feel his cock. You’ll love it. Feel his cock.” She couldn’t help it, the little bitch, and soon she was responding and grabbing me close until after about five minutes of chaotic rutting, during which we slipped over the floor and bashed against the famous leather couch, I exploded like an atom bomb and filled her brim full with white juice.
I rolled off and Silvana dutifully went to lick my smeary cock. This had the dual effect of cleaning me up and keeping me horny for Jeanie. Now Jeanie’s tits and ass were superb for a young girl. She had beautifully shaped boobs and hard brown nips which stuck out like tiny thumbs from her chest. Her ass was like a little peach. Her pussy tho’ wasn’t shaved like Bathsheba’s and had a large sprout of golden hair surrounding the lips. But she was more than willing to follow her mum’s lead and suck me, so I didn’t have to carpet munch that tender hole. Her sucking, which was more like lapping, got me so horny I thought my cock was at least an inch bigger by the time I spread her legs and positioned myself. This was bliss. Jeanie had already busted her hymen at some point as there was no restriction when I took her cunt to heaven. She moaned appreciatively as my monster weapon speared her baby pussy. I lifted her up to ride me, and I sat on the couch and she loved this, spreading her legs so wide so I had access deeper and deeper into the recesses of her cunt. At one point Silvana instructed her other daughter’s to take a leg each and pull her so she was splayed at 180degrees and my cock was buried ten inches deep in that dirty little slut hole. Finally, I lay her back and her legs encircled me and I sprouted like a king inside her princess pussy. Once again Silvana licked me clean. There wasn’t time for more as I had another client coming and I had to tidy up – in fact I eventually had to delay them by half an hour to air the room as it smelt of sex and sweat.
Having taken those two beauties, they then started to come around to my place independently of their mum. They told me they’d turned into rampant little sluts and now had reputations at school as the fuck queens. I loved that and the girls would tell me – and show me – how naughty they’d been at school before I piled into their tight slits. When the taste takes me, I fuck Bathsheba and Jeanie with their mum and these trio’s excite me. I was disappointed not to have fucked little Poppy’s poppy but one week in the summer I was asked over for a summer party. I thought it was just a BBQ, but it was a party for Poppy’s birthday and there were lots of hot mums with kids and a few daDs, who acted jealous of me as I was fawned over by Silvana and a few babes. When Bathsheba put her arms around me and sat on my lap, I could see their envious glances. Jeanie was even more blatant, joining the girls in the paddle pool, pissing about and making herself all wet so any man could see she was nipply and horny. Now she’d started to shave her pubes, her clit stuck out from her pussy like a rocket and the outline was visible against the gusset of her bikini bottoms. She was flirting with me and another dad, Jim, who I later learnt she was also now fucking on a regular basis (Jim’s wife knew nothing of this and she stood there oblivious). Apparently his cock was even bigger than mine.
Anyway, Poppy had really started to blossom. I had seen some bikini shots Silvana took on holiday and had used them as wank fodder for weeks. Now I saw her in the flesh (of course I had already, but I mean for a second time) I was struck by how her tiny tits stuck out and the outline of her nipples were so clear. She was teasing me as I watched, rubbing her tits and bending over so the cleft of her panties slipped up her ass crack. Later they slipped into her cunny and she hooked in her fingers and pulled them loose as if it was the most natural thing. My cock was rock hard. I was desperate for everyone else to piss off so I could get seriously nude with these girls. I was so excited with all the young flesh – including some of the mums and their own sexy teenage or preteen girls – that Silvana had to take me aside to the toilet and blow me to keep me in check !
Eventually everyone did leave and the five of us settled into the pool completely stripped and played with the water and each other. Poppy was looking beautiful with her small boobs prominent on her chest, teeny tiny nipples poking. Below she had a puffy pussy, its slit always seeming to be half an inch open. Silvana said her sisters were training her. “What for?” I asked. “Your cock,” was the reply from all four women, as if I was a dunce. It was then that Silvana told me Poppy would soon be mine – that night!
It was a special evening. We went for a pizza – Poppy’s favorite – and then I bought some wine, which we all drank a little off, even the girls, as we watched porn on the TV relaxing naked. I couldn’t relax. My hard on was being played with constantly by the girls, but I had to wait until midnight to be with poppy because at midnight she became 11 years old and Silvana thought 11 was a good age to lose it, as she’d also lost it at 11 and to a much, much older man – her sixty year old uncle. Like mother like daughter. At the stroke of midnight the sisters all started laughing. Suddenly Poppy got nervous and it was all the girls could do to calm her. They played with her boobs and kissed her, fingering her open slit and lapping at it with their tongues. They also paid attention to me. Bathsheba was able to deep throat me now and I jerked as her head descended on my cock and buried itself in the throat. Dear god what a mouth. Finally Poppy’s little body was ready. Her cunny was glistening and her body looked a delightful golden glow. The girls spread her legs and I reached down to her pussy and gently stroked her until her pussy juices flowed again, at which point I removed my two fat fingers and inserted the massive bell end of my cock next to her open cunt lips. It was a tight fit. I had to ease my fuck stick in inch by inch. Twice I had to withdraw, accept a fresh licking from the girls, while Silvana and I lubed and frigged up her youngest daughter. On the third attempt it was as if some magic love potion had kicked in and Poppy relaxed her cunt muscles and I entered her sheer sheath, going six inches deep and splitting that slit apart. She gasped with the shock. I pulled out until only my bell was inserted and then drove in, going an inch deeper. “Mummy, it hurts.” “Don’t cry, baby, remember you said you wanted this.” With Silvana and Bathsheba holding her hands and Jeanie manipulating my cock slowly in and out – preventing me from taking over, but also preventing Poppy from harm – I was able to fuck her for a good ten minutes, slowly and forcefully but only seven inches deep. When I came it was like an explosion in that tight space and she seeped all over the carpet. “It’ll be all right, darling,” said Silvana, “We’ll try another time. You see, it’ll get better.”
And it has.
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My mother has been psychologically, physically, and verbally abusive since I learned how to walk pretty much. She got into deep shit for it when teachers found out one day, and now she just abuses me verbally and psychologically because it won't leave bruises or cuts.
One day my father left her because he couldn't stand it anymore. Now It's just her and I.
I feel so torn down by her that I repeatedly lose hope looking for a job and apartment, and each time reality strikes, making me see that I'm stuck with her. I just want to die sometimes.
#abuse #hopeless #physical #psychological #verbal #divorce #suicidal
I'm married, 31 and I have kids. We live across from the local high school. I work from home and my wife works away. I noticed some of the girls walking past daily, and soon started chatting with them. Before long, we got very friendly. Two friends, both in grade 10 knew my son, so we had lots to talk about. With a little effort, one of them came to visit, sexy, big boobs for her age, tall and friendly. I kept flirting, and landed the occasional hand on the shoulder. Told her I'd be back now, and called her after a while. When she walked in, I was stroking my cock. Soon I was ramming her tiny pussy, hard, forcefully. It turned into a 4-times weekly thing. I'd love for her to get pregnant, and love to dominate her, inflicting pain, forcing her, and also getting her tied up. I'm sure I'll get caught eventually, but a young schoolgirl tied, helpless, calling me daddy and begging me hurt her as I please, is worth more than the shit I'd get. I get off on hurting her, especially slapping her and biting her all over. Last week I punched her, hard, in the face and on her tit, and she cried! I fucked her hard and sent her home. Her folks saw the marks and she got big trouble. Love it
#young #cheating #abuse #forced #schoolgirl
this is not a sin on my end, but it is something that i desperately need off my chest. my ex-girlfriend verbally/emotionally and sexually abused me. occasionally it was consensual (kissing etc), but she would make me do things i would never do (i am asexual). she told me that if i told her to stop one more time she’d tell everyone i was nothing but a put out, for attention. she would yell at me, and if i didn’t cry, she’d cheat on me. she cheated on me constantly, and never let me get angry, for if i did she would hurt me. i was too afraid to break up with her, but once i did, things got worse. i admitted to one of her friends what had happened, but he told me i was making it up. i was just trying to get her in trouble, i was just trying to play victim. now my ptsd is worse than it has ever been. i don’t know what to do now. she is trying to ruin my life.
I was grown up in a very bad neighborhood where girls were seen as sex objects. When I was 13 I touched a girl wrongly in my school. I touched my best friend's sister wrongly. I touched a girl in my neighborhood wrongly. All during my teenage. I even said sorry to my friend's sister that "I am ashamed of what I tried to do and please forgive me" she forgave me but I still feel that I did something really bad. Please people I understand today what it means and I am ashamed of what I did, but it was all because of my innocence. I knew I was doing something wrong but I didn't knew it's so wrong.
I am very depressed. I have lost all of my friends since I started high school just 7 months ago any my mom dad and sister are abusive. I am the oldest and I get walked all over and my parents are extremely mentally abusive. I would never report anything as i am scared of what would happen. My best friend is going to leave me as soon as she moves home from over seas and I'm worried. I don't have any friends and i could really use a boyfriend to help but i feel like i would just be better served dead.
One of my clients died. His widow asked me to oversee the seal of their farm equipment (since I fixed it for years).
I do and often have to drive out to the farm to either pay the lady or pick up another piece of junk.
Yesterday i went out to lowbed a combine to my yard. I went into the house and she came out of the bathroom with a towel on her wet hair and a button-in-front house coat.
She was a few steps up and leaned against the door frame. The light coming in from behind me did light up the place nicely and I could see side boob and curly hair.
In the moment I asked her if she would do me a favor. She asked what and I asked her to open the front of the house coat.
She did. Giving me a good look at her 70 year old body, then turned around and walked into the kitchen.
Asking over her shoulder"..are you coming in"?
I expected a tight pussy, but she was lose. What surprised me was that she orgasmed anally.
Goes against me business principles, but it was a deal-sweetener.
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