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I'm everything great and pretty and even if they don't like it i am gonna be thin and stop kate and sarah walking all over me with all their babies and I am thinner then them and more beautiful then my niece or aunts and older or younger cousins.
I am the beauty queen and it girl of now and always and everyone adores and loves me and I am so rich with money, beauty , health and serenity.
I won some big time stuff soon enough.
I had to bury my dad in November 2013, he had cancer. I haven't managed to get over it yet and it's very hard for me to even think about him.
January 2014, my grandmother died, too. And this isn't hard for me to tell. She's dead for a month now and I don't miss her anymore. I moarn about the death of my dad more than the death of my granny.
I feel bad about it. I loved my granny so much.
Please, forgive me.
My girlfriend and I really enjoy having a few tokes, getting a good buzz on and then fucking like rabid animals. She loves to be dominated, tied up, held down, choked, anal, etc.... you get the idea. She wasn’t always like this, I slowly introduced her to some toys and it took off from there. Now I add a new element that I am not even sure she is aware of. Since the hot weather arrived I like to have the windows open in the evening to help cool the house (no a/c as I see no sense where I live at it gets nice and cool at night).
Now I have been leaving the blinds up with the window open and fucking her good and hard every time she stays over. I love in a neighborhood of single family houses and I am certain that several of the neighbours who have adjoining backyards can see us and definitely hear us. Last night I was “punishing” her by whipping her ass with her favourite flogger. I am certain the sound travels well over to my neighbours yards. I then will still have her bent over the edge of the bed and give her a good fucking. The reason I am certain neighbours can see us is that there have been times I look out my bedroom window and can see stuff going on in their kitchens and stuff. It’s even better when it starts getting dark and I turn on the nightstand light, that way I know people can most likely see us.
It really gets me off knowing one of my neighbours might be watching me pound my girl’s ass and pussy.
Now, the question remains, should I tell her this or should I say nothing and act normal? Something tells me that she might be on to my little game though and is enjoying it as much as I am.
I am just happy to have a little submissive slut who will do anything I want.
I’ve been with my bf over 11 year, since I was 16. In 2020 I was feeling pretty neglected attention/sex wise so I started talking to guys online.. and then I ended up meeting one for a hike and sucked him off in the woods and later he fucked me senseless on a trail. Well that was so exciting to me that I wound up on tinder that night to find someone else. The next day I met up with someone new, had mind blowing sex. From there I was HOOKED! I’ve now slept with over 15 people since then, some of them multiple times. Well my best friends boyfriend slid into my dms, and my friend was upset I didn’t tell her so we don’t talk anymore.. but I still talk to her boyfriend and have plans to meet up with him once he’s able to visit where I live (they moved away). And NOW.. I’m talking to my boyfriends best friend/boss.. he liked an old picture of mine on fb randomly 2 days ago.. so I decided to shoot my shot and message him on snap. He was super flirty so I went with it and now we’ve exchanged many pictures and videos.. he’s coming by on Monday to drop off my bf’s sweatshirt while my bf is at work at his other job, and I told him he should come in to fuck me on the bed we share.. needless to say I can’t stop thinking about Monday. I’ve wanted his best friend/boss since before I even met my bf. We had a bit of a fling before my bf came along, we made out and he fingered me on a dance floor. I’ve wanted him to fuck me for at least 12 years!!!
I was 16 my sister, 18 and i were home alone when she walked in on me masturbating. I did not know she was watching. then she jumped and put her dildo in me. at first, it hurt but then it felt soooo good. then she got my vibrator and used it on me. i came in her mouth. she started sucking on my clit like a pacifier. she pulled my hair. then she had me do all the same to her. when continued to do this for a whole year. until she went to college. ever since she left i have became suicidal and had to go to the hospital 2 times for attempted suicide, 5 to get stitches, and a mental facility 11 times. my parents still dont know and they will never ever ever ever know.
Sometimes my Fiancee can make me so fucking mad, especally when im trying to help and time after time again she just pushes me away and acts like im in inconvence. Like for fucks sake if you dont want me to help then i just fucking wont, you dont ever have to get my fucking help again.
I am horrified of myself. I am absolutely disgusted in myself. For some reason, I have a craving to know what the human body tastes like, and I have fantasies about devouring human hearts.
Ever since I was in 7th grade, I've always loved looking at girl's asses. I mean come on, what guy doesn't. I'm always think about sex and hot chicks and ever since 9th grade ive recorded girls asses because their are some fine asses in my school. I've deleted most of them but have some really nice ones stashed. I've also gotten extreme satisfaction out of tapping girls asses because I'm just an ass man. I've never been caught because I'm not blatantly obvious about it, but I love it so much and always look forward to looking for the huge asses in my school.
Ok so this one is going to be a complicated one. I broke up with my ex boyfriend last summer, but we still talk to each other and text a lot.
He also found out that his dad has cancer. He is very very close to his family so this is a tough one.
His dad is deteriorating and the doctors say he only has a couple of weeks left.
I met my ex quite often the last time, we met up and talked and watched TV. But only just as friends. I want to be there for him when his dad passes away. I really like his dad, so it's gonna be hard.
We agreed to be friends, but I think that he waits for an opportunity to make a move or something..
I really like spending time with him and I of course still love him, but I am not sure if this is the right time. Or if there is a right time at all.
I broke up with him last year because of long distance and little time for each other and stuff like that. And one part of me wants to get back together with him. But I guess I could have those feelings because I pity him or something? I don't know..
Well, I confess that I am selfish and spend time with my ex because I do not want to be alone. And because I pity him because of his father.
My roommates are so angry. Some love Trump. Some love Obama. I can get along with them when they are separate. But when they all choose to try to eat together it briefly starts our pleasant. Then they are yelling at each other. I’m like wow. How do I leave this area of the house.
I hate being old & divorced. Someone else owns everything I ever worked for. I have to endure this.
I actually like all but one of them. That one I can only tolerate. Too angry.
But they don’t like each other. There relatives or friends show up & its Trump & Obama. They all think Biden is an idiot by the way; but will win. None of them like or respect Biden. So strange that we are fixing to elect someone no one I know likes or respects. Even the ones who show up & seem to be socialists think Biden is incompetent. But they hate Trump.
I’m tired of politics. I don’t care. I don’t want to talk about it.
I don’t care are global cooling; warming, or whatever they call it now. I don’t care about asteroids or hemorrhoids. I don’t care that rich entertainers are mad or having sex with farm animals. I don’t care that some royalty person from another country married someone from the ghettos & they are making commercials together. I don’t care that some fat director craps in front of his assistants.
I don’t even want to know the details. Why are you angry that Trump has orange skin & corns on his feet. Why are you angry that Obama was a foreign exchange student & had bi sex while high on coke in college. Why do you care that an asteroid may hit us. Why are you worried about a hurricane that’s hitting another country. Why do you care in we faked the moon landing.
I’ll admit; the whole alien thing does intrigue me. But that’s only because I saw some weird flying craft up close. I used to build stuff for space. I’m very smart. I’m still trying to figure out how some of that tech works. Let me inside of one & I might figure it out.
I don’t think it’s space aliens. I think it’s secret tech. But we are way ahead of where I though we were. But I can’t have intelligent conversations with these people because now one is telling me she was abducted. I listened to her story. It’s illogical. Either she’s lying or confused.
I’ll prove that with one of the other abduction stories I’ve heard. Please pay attention.
Very smart college educated dude claims he was driving down road at 1am. UFO appears over car. It stops. Lights stay on. He is beamed up.
Well my IQ is so high I can explain all of that.
He is now in space on a giant ship. For many hours they test him & ask him questions in his own mind. OK. Possible. I can explain that.
He’s took back. Blacks out as he’s put back in his car. He wakes up. Car door is open. Lights on. Engine off. He cranks car. Goes home. Sneaks in so parents don’t see him before 5 am. Goes to bed.
He really believes that happened. However; I’m smarter than nearly any person on earth. I catch things others miss. Now I’m old & senile. But I see flaws. I have driven that very same stretch of road. During the exact same time frame as he described. During the same hours. I’ve lived in the same area of each city during my life. I was leaving the same place at nearly the exact same time. Going to basically the same place. I passed his stop point before reaching mine.
It’s a very busy highway by day. By night there are endless big trucks always in the right lane he used. There are constant lone cars & big trucks either passing or speeding in the left. State troopers are hiding there every day & night because it’s a deadly area & perfect place to hand out tickets. It is an endless series of going up & down steep little hills. With tight curves thrown in. You had better get some speed up going down the hill or you are crawling at the top of the next. Trucks are endlessly getting stuck in the left & trying to pass the other in the right while both suddenly bottom out to under 25. While you were doing 70 moments before. Hiding on the steep drop offf edges in tall grass are troopers. You never know where or when. Sometimes a few. Sometimes a whole lot. It’s like a bunch of sharks waiting to be fed by divers.
You want to speed. But there’s never been a time you made it thru all those hills without seeing a cop.
Not to mention you can come over those hills at 2am & suddenly have both lanes blocked by tractor trailers doing 10 mph. You had better pay attention.
So this guy claims his car stopped at the bottom of one of those hills. His headlights are on. He’s in right lane. Drivers door is open into left lane (oh. If you try to go off edge of road you have like one foot of extra pavement, then a steep fall off into a ditch; rocks, trees. You don’t ever want to go beyond the line doing more than 10. In parts you can’t go over at all). So how would someone pass him at speed or even slow without hitting his door? It’s in the lane. These are tight lanes.
Every truck has a CB. They are going to warn each other. The cops are going to hear that & probably be called. Cops are endlessly going up & down the same stretch too.
He says his car rolled to stop. He stared at the craft as it lowered. Etc. He came back. Slept for a while. Woke up groggy & confused. Tried to start his car. Battery was drained. Kept trying. Got it started. Shut door. Went home. In bed Freire 5 when parents wake up. Left at other end at 1, 4 hrs earlier.
The entire time as slow & stop; then awaken drowsy & then start car & go, no one ever passes him. I have made that exact same drive in same lanes & times & days hundreds of times. There’s never a time that’s possible. The rest of the world doesn’t stop going & coming to work; stop transporting goods & handing out tickets to out of state truckers, just because aliens chose to abduct you that day. Even they must be in our reality to interact with us. I’ll try to view this as a scientist with an open mind. I have a great imagination. But we must agree some laws must be observed. Such as common sense.
Then there’s this problem. I was driving a German sports car. He was driving an old Yugo. I can haul ass up & down hills. I used to race cars on a very small level. I know how to get up & down the hills & around the corners. I also know where the fuzz are most likely to be. This means I speed often within reason & slow so as not to get tickets. I worked with this guy. He was still driving the same car since it was a recent event. Every day when we left he left immediately. I chatted with friends. Then left. A short distance down the road I’d zoom right past him. Dude never made speed limit. People got mad cause he often wasn’t even 5 under. One of those old Church lady drivers. Young dude. Still learning how to drive. Said he had same habits before this happened. Oh did I mention I’m very highly educated. Lots of degrees in science & hight tech stuff. I started working in an engineering firm as an associate at 16. But I also hunt & fish; married a cheerleader. I’m not a nerd or goober. I’ve never touched drugs or alcohol. I’m from a military & space research family.
So I averaged about 73 mph hr covering the same stretch of road in same time frame. It took me roughly 2 hrs from his start to end point. It’s a long tedious drive. You only make it if you insist on living in that rural area, while attending college or working in that high tech place with all the jobs.
So he leaves a friends house at one. This dude never hits 50 mph. Ever that I saw. He’s slowly creeping up endless steep grades. Nervously gong down steep grades. Comes to a stop at one bottom. Studies a UFO. Gets beamed up. Spends hours in holding; talking; tests. Is transported back. Gets beamed down. Takes a nap. Wakes up. Clears his head. Eventually gets car to start. Slowly drives home groggy. Gets in bed before 5am.
Now as a science driven person I took it serious for two reasons. I have put my hand on what the Navy now calls a Tic Tac. I spent over 30 minutes studying it from every angle & looking inside. I can explain a lot of what I saw because I’m very smart. I can’t explain some of the tech I saw. Because I’ve never heard of such things. I’d need access & time to study & test it to figure out how it works. So here was a very smart person going to college in a tech field. He seemed honest & sincere every day. No none-sense person. He claimed to have been in a craft.
Cool. Someone who has been inside. Now we are talking.
He had no tech data to share. Just interaction with aliens. See that bothers me. My mind would have sucked in all the details. All I get out of this intelligent person who at work is very observant & mechanically inclined is info on grays. Can’t describe the instruments or tests. Yet he paid attention to the technical details of our machines on his first day. I would know. I trained everyone. He was far above what we usually got. Half of our people were either ex military; or in college. The other half not so much. Someone has to do the tedious unskilled stuff.
So I got him to open up because I’ve always been intrigued by that tic tac me & half the street stared at in the 70’s. I never talked about it for two reasons. 1) only a handful of people would grasp what I saw. 2) you don’t talk about such things if you want certain jobs. You can’t expect to advance in life if you talk about crazy stuff. My military family & people I’ve rubbed elbos with have heard about or seen odd stuff too. But you don’t talk about it. We’ve also seen secret high tech stuff. You don’t talk about that stuff.
I always assumed that was just some of our high tech. I could see a military base from where I stood after all. Members of my extended family have invented stuff for the space program. I know we know stuff we can’t tell you. To keep you safe & keep a small standing military we must keep a tech edge. It’s vital to you staying alive. We go fight in the wars. So it really matters to us too. You can’t trust many foreign governments no matter what the far left tells you. We must live in harsh reality so you can live in a euphoric fantasy land within your mind. They have high tech you don’t know about either. We all must have secrets. They spend a lot of money & efforts influencing idiots here to try to help them steal our tech. They have people in our colleges & industries working us over daily. Most of you just lack the IQ to fully grasp that. That’s OK. But remember. There are nations that would team up & rapidly invade this nation if they thought they could pull it off. They constantly plot such things.
They’ve been planning it since WWII ended. They just can’t find a way. They have also been attempting to overthrow us from within for a long time. They actually are behind the whole socialist on campus movement that started in the 60’s. All you really have to do is play on fears. You had colleges full of rich kids taking every class possible to dodge the Nam draft. If they got educated enough they didn’t have to serve. They’d take their drugs & live in fear of death. Blaming us for the real war images they finally saw on TV was easier than blaming the enemy. If they protested enough they could stop us from fighting so they wouldn’t have to go. They had no way of stopping the socialists. Fear causes you to find a way to survive. The socialist spies just used that fear.
I laughed my butt off when the USSR put down their guns for the cameras. They were far behind in tech. Slave labor isn’t as inspired as free people. Clinton sent China our high tech. Now we have the socialists caught back up.
You do realize this pandemic either accidentally walked out of one of China’s labs; or this is a simple test by them to see how we react don’t you? Oh we have to pretend it came from a wet market accidentally to keep the lemmings calm. For society to function we cant have panic. But let’s pretend it was innocent. There’s nothing innocent about how their government suppressed & hid how easily the virus spreads. At the very least if we pretend to believe this is all innocent we must accept that socialism is very dangerous because the ruling elite has the power to hide the truth & do not care that a pandemic is killing so many people worldwide.
Argue if you chose. But I saw it coming. By the time y’all woke up I had a large collection of high end N95’s; face shields; gloves; germ x; toilet paper; dried & canned food; frozen meat. I was wearing my ppe & picking off hours to shop long before they told you too.
I knew they’d have to delay telling you to wear masks because Bill Clinton put most of your PPE lines overseas. They needed to save what they could grab for hospitals.
You’ll be happy to know I got high level PPE in bulk at discounted prices before this hit.
People were laughing as I made trips over & over to clean out every bodies cheap store brand toilet paper before this hit. My house; attic; garage; shed looks like a big box store. My ex thought I was going insane when I filled up every corner with stuff. I asked her am I ever wrong. She said well every once in while. But usually not. Precisely. When we dated I told her when & how the World Trade Center would come down. Within certain perimeters of course. It was obvious after the failed attempt when Clinton was in office. People like me can see this stuff coming. But we can’t get people like you to listen. And if we could you’d panic & run around like crazy people. No offense.
Well I need some sleep. Time to eat. I’ll tell you this though. If they don’t get a vaccine in the next 5 months I’m going to have to go buy toilet paper & paper towels. I’m hoping by then the stores will be stocked & prices reasonable. Have canned meat went up? I limit my shopping. I do know meat has. You can only shove so much cheap chicken & ground meat in those freezers. I do have a mountain of canned meats & dried beans. I think I over did that. Not to mention the canned vegetables; fruit; rice. My bed still has that crap piled up around it.
My nephew got tickled. This is no joke. Over my head are two samurai swords. I’m very good with both hands. I just reached & touched my AK 47 & pump German shotgun. Now with the other hand I just touched my 45; Kevlar vest; night vision, & helmet. Jungle boots & camo are right there. I have a loaded backpack with extra clips & first aid ready to grab. Under my bed is an M16; & other toys.
A K bar is under my pillow. I sleep with a hand on it sometimes without meaning to. It’s covered of course.
I laugh at myself. But growing up this stuff was drilled into me by vets. Must always be ready. In fairness I do live on a small mountain in thick woods. We have some big wild animals that show up. I once woke up to a deadly snake in my room.
I’ve had to kill a deadly snake that one of my toddlers was suddenly beside. You either are prepared or your kid may die.
I remember being a teen. Wild dogs suddenly burst out of the trees. We’re they chasing an animal? The neighbors kids? I quickly grabbed my rifle & started shooting. My neighbors reacted fast & soon joined in. I was trying to take out all the lead dogs fast. Then the closet to the woods. I got at least 3. Multiple people shooting at very long range. Well it was there field. But I was very long range. About 250 yards for me. Which is what slowed me. Long shots for that rifle. But I reached the woods before they. They got into thick stuff after I started shooting them in there. So I had to pull my blade & do close work. Not sure if we got them all.
City people would cry. Oh the poor animals. Well those predators would eat those same morons whining. I have pets. I’ve given money to save endangered species. I’m part Native American. I live in balance with nature. But I’m not going to leave something that can kill my neighbors children. Do you worry about the big city where street gangs & high cholesterol is your biggest worry.
I’ll worry about keeping my family safe.
Rock on. I am Iron Man. Time to eat. Lift to Oz. And get moving.
Sometimes I wish I got cancer again, just from the attention I'd get.
I'm a 17 year old, senior in high school, female, and I've been craving human flesh since middle school. I wrote a story about cannibalism in 11th grade, and even teachers laughed and didn't take me seriously. I wrote about the movies that also inspired me to want to taste what's under the humans skin. Like, The Hills Have Eyes, Wrong Turn, and Hannibal Lector movies. I explained how the thought of Cut off body parts in a stained refrigerator make me hungry as it still does. I fantasize about what the meat and organs of a human being taste like. Let's get this straight, I'm not psycho. I wouldn't kill somebody just to satisfy the crave, but I will forever be curious. Hey! You never know what could happen, I could taste it one day!
When I was younger (age 8-12) I lied. A lot. (I am now 15 and I don’t lie anymore, I just want to be myself)
I never really had any interests or did anything interested so I lied.
I always said things that I did with my “cousin” or said things that happened with him, I just lied so much about him because no one of my friends knew him. I even barely knew him.
Sad thing is, he was sick. He had cancer.
He was only 9 when it started and past away at the age 13. When he past away I kinda blamed myself.
Because I was always lying about him being sick and stuff, so this is the punishment I received for lying this much. He suffered and then my family suffered because of his death.
I knew it wasn’t my fault because it was a illness, no one could help him.
But till this day I kinda blame myself for it, I low-key know it is my fault and this is the punishment for it.
Mostly I masturbate in a conventional manner. But I took a tip from a female friend who told me if she was really horny she could get off by rhythmically clenching and relaxing her thigh muscles. It was even easier if she was laying on the floor on her stomach with her pubis pushing against the floor.
I've tried this and managed to cum this way. It is fun to do when in a group of people and want to get off unnoticed by your companions. Laying down on the floor suddenly is contraindicated.
Similarly, I was riding a rented horse one day in the park and noticed the rocking motion of the horse was giving me an erection. Leaning a bit forward in the saddle and letting the horse do the work, I eventually got off. A little messy maybe but you must suffer for your art.
Sexperts say most of sex is mental, not genital centric. Nice to know I can get off with the old fashioned yank when I'm too tired to focus, focus, focus.
in my previous confession # 1954 I talked about my ugly, very used girl and her super-loose asshole, and canyon wide cunt. She's super ugly but has a super great body, just very used up holes. I hadn't had a lot of sex and when her BF left me fucking her and told her to get out after I had finished, I took her home with me. I use her all the time now, and still make her do freaky sex acts when I want. She's had over 100 cocks in her pussy, more than that in her mouth. It took me a few weeks but I took her virginity in her piss hole. A friend suggested I sell her for pee-hole sex to get enough to get her some dental work, plastic surgery, and get her to a doc that can tighter up her pussy and ass.
She has now agreed, and has just had her cunt made tighter (can't explore how tight yet, but I guess no fisting) and will next get her asshole done. She has also been to the dentist to get her teeth redone with veneers. I made all this money by selling her for piss-hole sex and fisting sex (in her vagina and asshole) and some lesbian sex with some old women who are very butch. Guys were willing to pay well for fucking a pee-hole it seems. So after a few more weeks her face will be done. One guy she used to fuck when she was with her ex, paid to watch and video her getting fucked by 3 dogs, they all took turns fucking her, 2 of them twice, the other three times. She hated that, but she'd done it before so I told her to do it.
With her permission I am going to book her as a prostitute/escort through an upscale agency. I've been in talks with them, they will give her a good amount of work since she'll do men/women/couples, and now has 4 holes to offer for sex. They have a lot of people who are very interested in fucking a pee-hole (both men and women) and have several butch women who want to fuck her.
My GF has agreed to all of this, and is a really good girlfriend, soon to be a really hot looking girl with a great body, who sells it for us.
Some time ago my friends and I were partying in the city. We had a lot of fun and drank a lot of alcohol. The time went by and our alcohol consume took its toll. We were wasted and running around in the city, flirting with girls and mess around with people there.
After a while we met a homeless man. He was sitting in a corner of a building, drinking his beer and just looking miserable. We talked to him and while my friends where distracting him, I peed in his beer can.
We said goodbye and left after that, laughing our asses off.
In retrospect I feel terrible about it and very sorry for the man. He probably hadn't had anything else but that beer and I pissed in it. I am sorry!
I'm the typical good girl, I dint drink, smoke, do any kind of drugs, made good grades, and am waiting till marriage for sex.
Little does everyone know that my fiance and I have had sex multiple times, the funny part is everyone makes jokes about how I'm so innocent and just a little Christian girl who will always be like "any way other than missionary is wrong and of the devil!"
When in actuallity I'm a total submissive, and my fiance is a Dom
He is my Alpha and I his Luna
We even plan on having me a collar made(whatever he wishes I wear) and he says once we are married(no one at all knows we have sex) I will never be leaving the house without marks on my neck showing I am his and he wants to get me a vibrator with a remote for Christmas and make us go on dates with me in a. dress and thong and see how well I can walk and just the thought of it has me dripping
I love when he is rough and pulls my hair and spanks me
When he bites my nipples till I can't stop squirming and then makes my boobs be covered in purple and red with hickeys
When we are watching tv and out of nowhere he sticks his hand down my pants and starts fingering me and playing with my clot till he has to. over my mouth so my parents won't hear(we aren't moving in together till the wedding)
I can't wait for him to tie my up and the bed and torture me for hours then put a vibrator in me on high and go to the store or to get dinner and leave me there(one of his favorite fantasies) and can't wait to get spanked and then have punishment sex when I forget to be waiting naked for him at the door when he comes home from work if I get home first or when I don't strip all the way down before going to bed
And can't wait for me to be in the shower and he comes in while I'm washing my hair so I can't see him and he just sticks his nice hard cocky inside my needy pussy, forcing me to bend over and up against the wall and sucking on my nipples or neck
God I need his cocky inside me right now, but I'm supposed to be sleeping, maybe I'll get in trouble 😉
Do you know who wants to be a millionaire?
A friend of mine was a candidate in this show and I was one of his telephone joker. And yes, I was called.
I knew the answer but I told him the wrong answer on purpose because I didn't want him to be richer than me.
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