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I am 53 years old, recently stayed at my daughter's house for a week.
In the morning when she and her husband left for office I was alone at home and bored moving here and there I found my daughter dirty clothes and took out a pair of her dirty panties. I sniffed and lick her panties smelled was amazing and making me crazy, then I found her bra and sniffed, I then wrapped them around my cock and jerked off with her dirty panties. I shot my load in her panties put back in dirty basket.
I never think about my daughter before, but it was just full of fun and thinking about her I got hard on again.
I start thinking sexual intercourse with my own daughter. The thought make me crazy.
I masturbate with her panties and bra all week.
I'd like to confess that I pee in swimming pools. It's just such a relief to pee wherever you are standing. My dad and I do that for 15 years now and it's fun.
male, 37 years old.
I just watched "The Lion King" with my 4 year old daughter.
She didn't bat an eye but I had to leave the room as mufasa was killed. I cried like a baby and hid in our bathroom.
#lion #king #daughter #cry #embarrassing #dad #confession
I am only 14 so it is normal me and my boyfriend (13) only kiss, hold hands, and minor touching. And that was bad because his dad caught us getting excited. He made it like it was normal and cool. Now my boyfriend won't touch me. I am mad and trying to show myself to his dad.
#mad #dad #expose #nude #masturbatetodad
my dad an i often meet up to smoke some weed. my parents are divorced so my mom isn't allowed to know anything about that
Two years ago when I was 17 I had a silly crush on my best friends Dad. I didn't have a clue that he even would give me a second thought but that changed one day when I stopped by their house and he was the only one home. We chatted for a while then it became obvious that he was flirting with me. I was flattered but didn't think he would do anything. I turned to look at something on the TV and he came up behind me and kissed me on the neck. When I didn't resist he put his arms around me ran his hand in my blouse and began playing with my tits. One thing led to another then he bent me forward over the back of the sofa and raised my skirt. I thought he was going to play with me and didn't realize he had a;ready gotten his penis out. All of a sudden he was in me and I told him to pull it out because I wasn't on birth control. but he continued. The more he did it the more I was enjoying it so I just ask what he would do if he got me pregnant. His answer was we would cross that bridge if it happened. When he let me have it it was awesome and I let him know it was ok. A few weeks later it was obvious he had indeed knocked me up and we had to cross that bridge. He paid for me to have an abortion which I didn't want at first but he convinced me it was best.
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.
I love to masturbate when other people are around like when my father will take a nap I'll sit with him and pleasure myself
I stayed with my BFF and her family in a lake cabin one summer when I was 14. Most days we would go fishing with her dad. My friend and I were competeing for best tan so we probably lied on the bow more than fish. She would move her suit inward, so I'd follow. We didn't want any tan lines. Bolder with time we went topless. Her dad fished and acted as though everything was normal. So we ended up taking it further by sunbathing completely nude. I still recall the thrill of being naked and observed. That was the start to being an exhibitionist. I returned to school braless until my parents realized. I fought with my mom for months until she gave in. Dad stayed out of it and enjoyed my new look. So ten years later I have rarely worn a bra or panties and flash a victim of choice at every opportunity. The more excited they act, the more I get turned on. I love to get nasty too.
I don't even know if I want forgiveness. But I find this overwhelming urge to confess. I can't keep it in. The father of my child admitted he still has feelings for me. It felt like I was in a dream. He was out of my life and our son's life for 11 years. We've made amends and we are all on good terms. But things have felt off. Weird. I get mixed signals from him. He told me today he is always happy to see me and he always looks forward to seeing me because he still has feelings for me. He never stopped. Then he dropped the real juggernaut: he wants to have sex with me. He thinks about it. I admitted I think about it, too. That's the part where I feel guilty. Well, the first part of it. I can't tell him no. I am dangerous when sex is involved. I'm a lust addict. I felt myself flushing with feelings of lust when he was talking to me. Thoughts and feelings were swirling around. All the fantasies I've had about him since he resurfaced were playing in my head. Him admitting feelings and that he wanted to have sex with me felt like a fantasy playing out in real time. He said he wasn't going to act on it, but then said no, he didn't trust himself either. And jokingly said "well, maybe" in regards to having an opportunity to act on his feelings. It was alluded to several times. Basically, if we at all had an opportunity, or wanted to create one, we could. We could cheat together. I have a boyfriend and he has a wife. I don't necessarily want to cheat on my boyfriend. It's not like a desire I have specifically. Just like he doesn't want to cheat on his wife and hurt her. But when it comes to me and lust--like I said, I'm dangerous. I don't trust myself. I couldn't say no. I don't know how to explain it. It's a familiar feeling. Being overtaken by lust and feeling like I'm not in control. I've dreamed about cheating "accidentally" and feeling the horrific shame of not being able to undo what I did, despite feeling devastated, feeling like I didn't act of my own will. That's what it has felt like in the past. Not being able to say no to someone because, well, I didn't want to say no. I can't separate the "want" from the "should". I shouldn't do it, but I want to. I shouldn't have this slice of cake, but I want it. I cannot deny myself that which I crave. He's a craving. I did not need him to tempt me, to exacerbate and amplify my feelings for him. Especially now that he resolved all the tension and mixed signals I was picking up, I don't have to wonder if he's being an asshole or if he's hot/cold to me because of whatever made up reason. It's all clear now. And what I'm picking up is that he's ready to throw down. If only we had a chance... I wonder if fantasizing about that moment will be enough to satiate my desire. Or if I will need to make it a reality.
We were off the main flow of the party and just chatting. Then I started flirting and he was flirting. Not sure how or who started it. This was my dads friend who was complimenting me. And a little touching as he tickled me. It was fun, exciting, and arousing all at the same time. Then he kissed me. As I pushed off, he started rubbing my crotch. Now I was wanting and allowing him to kiss and touch me. Next his hand is down my pants. And am feeling emboldened, so I rubbed his pants. On the outside, his dick felt thick and hard. I didn't have the courage to reach down his pants and verify it it was really that big. We remained fully dressed except my shirt he had unbuttoned enough to expose my braless tits. The perfect ones he said he had always adored in so many ways. One hand was on my tits as he licked and sucked. His other was fingering my pussy making it noisy and slushy. This was the best sex I ever had. I was biting my lip trying to keep quiet. As soon as I was about to come, we heard someone approaching. We quickly broke off and parted. He returned to the party and I went to my room. For at least an hour that night I fantasized and masturbated having multiple orgasms.
Now he wants more and I tell him it was a mistake. I said in case you didn't know, I am only 16, a virgin, and I don't act that way. And that he should just consider himself lucky to catch me at that time and place. But now we must move on and pretend it never happened.
If he's around for my 18th birthday party, I want to pickup where we left off. He's very attractive and obviously turns me on.
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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
My fantasy is finding out how far I can push my stepdad before he touches me. I wear shear nighties that are see through with bright lighting Big tank tops and tight ones and too short and short shorts and undies and things to make his thing go bing. It gets me aroused. And occasionally I catch him touching himself. I grin to let him know he’s been busted. He is easily bothered and I love it. My mom is constantly giving me shit that I dress like a slut. Not so bad if home but I better never catch you outside like that! Do not worry I will enjoy and do her husband like she never could when she is far from home on one of her little trips. I’m enjoying life and having fun. I am usually horny and enjoy masturbating, especially when wet and aroused.
I am in a complicated long distance submissive relationship with a guy from another country. He is a perfect Dominant and I don't deserve Him. I enjoy being monitored and told what to do by Him. I like Him to give me tasks and chores to please Him. I love my rules so much that I hate when I disobey them and make Him have to pick punishments for me. I have made very stupid mistakes in my past and He deserves a much better submissive than I am. I want to humiliate myself for Him and hopefully please Him by posting online to atone for a big rule I broke. I am no longer ashamed of my relationship, only by my inability to be perfect enough for Him.
I peed in my stepdad's hot tub. He lives with us for 4 months now and he bought a hot tub for him and my mom but me and my younger brother are not allowed to go in there. And because we don't like him we decided to play some pranks on him. This was the first one; next we are going to put some fishes in it.
My stepdad got cancer. I am glad about it because I don't like him.
My father use to be a pastor, and then he killed someone.
He was always really violent when he got angry, and it was hard to control him after that. He wasn't entirely abusive, but when he was mad, boy, was he a monster.
It didn't come to me as a surprise when I came home one day from school and the house was surrounded with people and police.
Dad apparently killed someone who accused him of lying about something. I was only 8, so I never really understood what exactly happened, and I never tried to even as I grew up.
My mom acted like it never happened, maybe it was her way of protecting me and my little brother.
She remarried 3 years later, but I hated her new husband and his daughter like crazy. They just drove me insane. I was really jealous because they seemed like the perfect family, and truth be told, his daughter was a total bitch.
I just started googling what I could do to get rid of them. There was divorce, lie about him raping me, and murder. No way in hell was I going to jail, though.
Luckily for me, they both loved to eat apples.
Everyday I would dig the trash out for the cores they threw out and collected the seeds.
I'd mash them up and flavour the mix, then sprinkle it on whatever they had to eat for the day.
When my stepfather died, the autopsy said they died of intoxication via apple seeds.
Everyone assumed it was because they ate too much apples, little did they know..
I kind of regret it now, but I eventualy found out my stepdad was cheating on my mother and was a bit abusive to her emotionally.
I guess I did a good job.
I’m trying to teach one of my sons all he will learn while I can. With my health there may be few left. In life we often choose to pass on moments. But that’s fine. I hope he just chooses to learn at least some things.
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 dad constantly makes sexual jokes and comments on my body, sometimes even in front of my mum and we just laugh it off even tho she knows it makes me uncomfortable.
#dad #parents #disgusting #abuse
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