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There is so much on my mind right now I don't know where or how to start.
I am exhausted I am tired I am lonely I am stressed I am crowded.
I don't want to be with people, but I do not want to be alone either.
University is killing me right now one test after another and another. Work is horrible, I am being bullied and threatened.
I just want it all to stop.
I just want to sleep.
I'm attracted to guys and I do want to have sex with them.
But I'm not into macho guys or even very traditionally masculine guys. I like guys that are more fluid and more feminine. I like guys with long hair, that don't have much muscle and that are okay with wearing more feminine clothes. I like trans guys, agender and non-binary people, not just cisgender men. As long as they don't have tits and identify as somewhat masculine, I would be up for it.
I've never done it, but I really want to fuck a guy. And not just have his cock in my pussy. I want to get a strap-on and fuck his ass. I want to see my guy in lingerie.
I want a guy who can hold me, but that's also okay with me holding him. I want him to take control and to give it up to me.
Everyone I know is either really gay or really straight, and no one I know who is attracted to guys has ever said anything about wanting a guy the way I want one, and it makes me feel kind of out of place, and strange. But I still want a guy like this.
When I was still married, I had a feeling he was cheating on me. I found a pack of condoms in his car. The box was already opened so i poked a hole in the wrapper of each one. Then I preceded to soak them in habanero pepper juice for an hour. I put them back in the car before he woke up. He told me he had to go help his mom with some things aroung the house.
He left.
3 hours later my best friend called to tell me that she had sex with her "boyfriend" and that now she was on fire down there!
My husband came home and placed an ice pack down there, saying he got burnt by something. Needless to say after that, he lost his wife and she lost her friend. Neither one of them knows what I did. Now if I see either on e of them I always ask, "Where's the fire?"
I confess that I’m a trans female exhibitionist. I love to go commando and wearing buttplugs and I love playing with my naughty bits in public. I get turned on flashing my uncut tranny cock to strangers and I especially enjoy when a stranger wants to have some naughty fun with me. My ultimate fantasy is being fucked in an adults only store.
#trans #mtf #exhibitionism #public #naughty #fun #playing #commando #sexual
I hate christmas and every other holiday or birthdays and stuff. I could throw up when one of those days come. I get so angry that I have to calm myself down by playing counter strike.
#christmas #birthday #holiday #counterstrike #calm #down #day
I threw several slugs through the window of my totally dumb, ugly and neurotic neighbour.
And I'm proud of it!
I had to write an essay about the topic "Organ donation - Should people who are involved in an accident automatically be donors?"
I think it's a very stupid question and of course, everyone should be a donor.
I just wrote "People involved in an accident are dead anyway."
Got a F but it was totally worth it.
#organ #donation #accident #donor #involve #dead #grade #essay #confession
I'm going to become a doctor. To be honest I don't work in medical care because I care about other people or because I want to help them. I just do it to get the prestige and to be in the high society and of course to earn a lot of money.
I purposely freeze because I wanna lose weight. I keep my window open no matter if it's day or night. And when my mom asks my if I am cold I lie to her and say no.
#lie #confession #freeze #window #mom
I get a hard-on when I see my sisters naked. When the notice, they think its funny but I cannot control it. Sometimes when it gets hard, I cannot stop rubbing it.
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.
I saw that the father of my boyfriend had been watching me and he was hard. Or so it appeared. So I slowly worked myself to him. I gave it a brief squeeze, looked him in the eyes, and asked, what's this? He turned beat red and just smiled. No one was around it was all in fun. Besides I gave him a moment he will remember for quite some time; I hope.
I love watching men fucking sex dolls. I get a turn on with the idea of a man waiting for me and fucking a doll and showing me how he would fuck me first , its like a try before buy deal , its ok. I love men who tit worship a woman as well.
In chatrooms, I pretend to be a 12 year old girl and chat with the pedophiles. They always want to meet, I agree and beat them up when they come. It's not a sin, right?
#chatroom #pedophil #beat #sin #confession
I'm addicted to tight clean pussy and anything that has the slightest dirty fish stench will cause dry heaves and eventual vomit if a full breath of stank enters my stomach. I hate dirty pussy more than anything, don't mother's teach you how to wash and douche so men dont reject their daughters for hygiene. Uhhh i can only imagine what grilled cheese yellow discharge mess is in their mothers cooter
It started when I was 14, I was being bullied, and abused by my boyfriend, and not knowing who to turn to, or how to even explain what people were doing to me, I looked for a release. I found it in self-harming. For months no one knew what I was doing, then my boyfriend caught me. He began to abuse me even further. It progressed from one time a week, to every day, to 2-3 times a day. This went on for nearly 8 months when my boyfriend then committed suicide.
I took it for the worse and tried to OD. I got help but 2 months later I relapsed, then another 4 months after than I did again. This went on until I met my now boyfriend. To this day, two years later I still self-harm when I breakdown. But for now I have been 3 months free.
Whenever I am bored, I call a random number and as soon as someone picks up I sing the song "My heart will go on" by Celine Dion. So much fun!!!
My girlfriend went to the hairdresser's and got this awful hairstyle like really short. They are at shoulder length now and she had those beautiful long long hair before that and I liked to pull them while we had sex. Now I cant do that anymore.
And she looks so different and I am not so sure that I find her attractive right now. We are invited to a birthday party tonight and I really do not want to bring her. Is that rude? It's the first time that she's meeting some of my friends and I wanted her to make a good first impression. Maybe I am overreacting but I dont know what to do. She cut it and what's done is done. But I guess I have to get drunk tonight to get through it...
What do you think... is it ok to lie to a person that is dying? That is a question I get to ask myself over and over again for the last 3 years. My Dad was very sick. I do not want to say too much about it to protect my identity, but after his diagnosis, we knew that he did not have much time left. He needed a kidney transplant and he needed one fast.
My sister and I immediately went to the doctors to see if we were a match and could save his life by giving him one of our kidneys.
I remember that my sister's appointment was on a Tuesday, mine was following the next day on Wednesday.
Here comes the horrible part... I never went to my appointment. I was drinking and partying the night before and overslept. It was such a terrible, horrible and terrifying time and I used to get my mind off things by doing a lot of wrong stuff with a lot of wrong people.
I woke up in a haze on Thursday afternoon to a frantic phone call from my sister telling me that she was no match. She was crying hysterically and beyond reasoning. I still remember that moment. I could have said that I forgot my appointment and that I would make another one. But a lot of other stuff happened before (I do not want to talk about it in detail), that I was ashamed to admit it. In this moment, I was certain, if my sister was not a match, I would not be one either.
So, I lied. I said I WAS at the appointment and that I also was not able to donate.
In that moment I really believed that the universe would not be so sadistic and evil as to let my kind and good father die because of his terrible excuse of a daughter.
Well, he lived for 3 more months. They were not able to find a match or a donor in time. And I will never know if I could have saved his life.
#father #dying #donor #match #lying #lie #horrible #death #confession #ashamed
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