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So here I am confessing about a mistake I made and regretting now. I have a pyrosexual fetish and it basically means that one is aroused by the use of fire on self or even others or anything like that.
At teenage I had realised about my fetish and since then I have been masturbating with fire like burning a little portion of the cloth that I am wearing or pouring flammable substance on my clothes and teasing myself..however I don't do anything harmful, it's always on limit. 6months back I got engaged to my bf and now we broke up because I showed honesty and told him about my fetish and it turned out to be very bad. Now He don't wana be with me at all.. I am broke af now. He even started dating other girls.😭
I think my ex wife is close to dying. I think she divorced me to try to force me to find another.
She says other women want you. True. Women have always wanted me. But I’ve only ever wanted her. My heart belongs only to her.
No one will ever touch me but her. No one else can ever earn my heart. Earn my love. I gave it to only one.
I’d rather die alone than be with anyone else. I’ll just hold her memory in my heart until it beats no more.
Thing is. Her plan has just hurt her; and our kids; and me.
I’m dying now. I probably won’t be here even a year from now. I can’t livd without her.
I just lured our cat which lived over 10 years with us, into the car and left her somewhere in the woods. I know it sounds cruel but she just bothered us anymore with all the hair she lost and she only wanted to be fed with human food.
I know that's not an excuse for being such a heartless person but we just didn't have another way out.
Please god, forive us.
#cat #woods #car #bother #food #excuse #heartless #forgiveness #god
Sometimes when I'm bored I lick my friends ears for pleasure. I get bored and tell them its a disorder. Some are kind enough to not get weirded out by me but recently I started biting...
I'm a 16 year old male (for real; I'm not trying to bait anyone, or anything). I've always looked somewhat feminine, taking a lot more after my mom than my dad. When I was younger, I was even occasionally mistaken for a girl. That said, I'm a junior at a fairly progressive high school, and in my Drama class before Winter Break, I played the role of Juliet in Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet. My Drama teacher is sort of weird. He's also VERY particular about the craft, so I was fully costumed and wore makeup the day of. To top it all off: it was a kiss scene! Now for the confession: my partner, playing Romeo, wanted to do the "thumb trick", where I would end up kissing his thumbs instead of his lips. I said okay, but when the kiss happened at the climax of the scene...I moved his thumbs away! He was really embarrassed, and so was I, but in the moment I felt really compelled to do it. I tried to apologize afterwards, but he just dismissed it...I'm not sure what to do now...
#juliet #shakespeare #drama #highschool #romance #crossdressing #embarrassed #dress #makeup
During my tween and teen years my father was the Minister of this Church in San Jose, Costa Rica. As part of the compensation both my sister and I went to the local American School. I was twelve, and barely budding and this boy, also twelve asked me if I would show him my tits. He held out a dollar, a dollar was a lot of money then, and we went to this empty classroom and I opened my shirt and pushed up my camisole and he saw my tits. He told a couple of friends and during the afternoon recess I made another five dollars showing my tits. Later, for two dollars I showed them my panties and for five dollars I would let them pull my panties down and they could see and touch my pussy, which at home we called our Titi. I made a lot of money, and in a week I had over fifty dollars. I showed my sister and she made some money too. These local boys liked blond and blue eyed girls. Later after puberty, and with grown tits we charged ten to twenty dollars for intercourse. We made and saved our money, when we returned to Michigan when I was 17 I had over a thousand dollars and my sister over seven hundred. And we had lots of experience.
When I was busted in a prostitution sting my parents were horrified. I offered to pay the cop and he added bribery to the charges. I was sent to county jail for six months for that. While I was in jail my sister made the money. We didn't need college, we moved to Los Angeles and then to Las Vegas and worked for a man who kept us busy with rich men from out of the country. We spoke enough Spanish and were quintessential American girls and we made more money than ever. We paid off our parents' home. "Church Minister takes money from Prostitution", but that headline never came out.
We currently live in the DFW area and own a small business, selling sex paraphernalia online. We have twelve employees and make a good living. People don't want to be seen buying sex toys and things like that, so we ship them out in boxes marked as cosmetics. Most if not all of our clients are women. We don't sell porn.
I'm in 30s now. Back in my teenage years I was easily aroused. On the farm I would watch a duck having sex ( which goes quite long) I would start masterbating and my little dark monster would vomit as the animals finished. It's was with any animal that I witnessed like goats and bulls also. At one time I rubbed on a tree and came in my pants in the jungle while watching the cow and the bull. Those innocent days
It's been over a year and three months since the last time we talk, but every day I think of him if he is alive or okay because I know he has been kicked out of house and lives on the streets. Like our story is so complicated and hard but I can't stop thinking about him and I don't know why like every guy I ever talk to my stupid brain and heart keep comparing them to the guy who I love so much and broke my heart. Part of me wants to contact him so badly like I did contact him to have closure but he thought I had closure of him and I thought the same way but I guess now because deep down inside of me my heart wants him. So my question is should I contact him again even though the last time we talk I tried to get closure....
I always feel sympathy for boys and end up being with them because I feel sorry for them. Instead of because I like them. They end up cheating on me and I end up being heartbroken and sad.
My hubby got in an accident and was in the hospital in surgery and my landlord came to my bedroom and asked to come in he said if I did not fuck him he would kick me and my husband out and I did not want to have my hubby homeless and recovering from the accident he could not walk so I fucked him and I regret it.
I lied to my job that I was vaccinated. I didn't want to get the vaccine because I didn't trust it. I heard many horror stories of severe adverse reactions and I was really afraid that it could happen to me. I paid for a fake vaccine card from a scammer online and showed it to my boss when asked to verify my status. When he questioned me, I lied to my boss and told him that it was real. He didn't believe me and reported me to upper management. When I came to my senses, I gave in and took the vaccine. Despite this, I am still in trouble for lying and comitting fraud. I am on the verge of losing my pension, insurance, my livelihood, and everything I've spent decades working hard for. Father God, please forgive me. 🙏
So I had this neighbor that was the exact same age as me (5) we used to kiss in those playground tubes multiple times a day and we would even show our friend. Then once we were inside go thsi little kids tent and we touched each others private parts. (ALL OF THIS AT THE AGE OF 5)
We still talk to this day, I know he remembers the kissing but I’m not very sure about the tent.
I'm so very sorry to everyone I've hurt or used when I was a young man , and all that racist talking I did, I spent many years hating people I didn't even know because of their skin color , I deep down didn't mean it and believe it was a way I dealt with my own fears and insecurities , I don't really hate any one people. Please don't do what I've done for half of my life, that is raising your hands and using people for what they can do for you, I became what I hated and feared ... I became a bully. Forgive me Lord Jesus and forgive me my brothers and sisters .
#me #forgiveness #bully #hate #confession #heartless
I am a straight young virgin girl learning the art of masturbation. I like to experiment and try different methods I read about. My newest thing is spreading in front of a mirror and seeing how big I can get my clit. I saw some really big ones and want to compare mine. I think I am becoming an addict to masturbation. The process usually starts as being curious and wanting to learn. So I search and read. This is how I found this site. Then the next thing I end up watching different porn. I went to lesbian with the intent of learning my own body better. I try most categories, but I find the lesbian style gets me going the strongest. Women's sex parts are the same but they can look so different in shape, size, color, etc. It opens my imagination and I wonder how my body will change. My boobs are just starting, but I hear they will end up being like my mother's. Now I have even been eating better because I don't want to get fat like her. I am straight, but confused why I get aroused looking at other girls. I confess I have even been looking at my friend differently and wanting to see her nude. We are the same age, but she is more developed and looks a couple of years older than me. I want to touch her and have her touch me. But I do not want to be a lesbian. Am I weird because thoughts of touching get me wet and horny?
#curious #confession #straight #lesbian #learning #masturbation #wet #nude #reading #porn #horny #weird #experimenting #mirror #clit
When I was 16 I became friends with my mentor while I was in a boys home. My mentor was a 31 yo black male. He would take me off campus and to his house, buy me food and take me to church. One day after leaving the on campus gym where we'd been playing basketball one on one he directed me to an empty classroom. I knew what he wanted and confirmed this when he pulled me close and I could feel his cock semi-hard. Eager to please I immediately dropped to my knees and started sucking his huge cock. He sat on a desk and touched my little dick for a second while I pleased him. He came in my mouth which I didn't like too much so I spit it on his shorts. Fast forward 15 years later I have fathered five kids, been married once and am in a monogamous heterosexual relationship. Recently over the course of maybe five years I've become complacent with my sex life, simply because I have done everything i want, from two women, anal sex you name it I've done it. I started having bi sexual feelings and started to want to act on these feelings. I would get very horny and tease guys, play with my significant others toys, wear thongs and thoroughly enjoy it. My now spouse knows all my fetishes, she allows me to wear her panties, knows I like male on male action as well as transexuals. There is something about a trans that I like, smooth body, nice asses, and that surprise between their legs. I would never penetrate a man but have discussed with my spouse about a threesome with a man we like and both of us pleasing the man. We talked about it for a year or so, she even bought a strap-on that we tried, it was way too big. But she would let me suck it and try her best to pleasure me. Recently I found a gentleman I was comfortable with talking to and showing my body via pics and of course he was instantly ready to participate in a freaky night of male on male sex. I went one night and flaked as I got to his apt. The next night my spouse basically forced me to go, saying I'll never know if I'm going to like or what I'm missing if I don't go, so I forced myself. I shave my privates like a woman, smooth, nice ass and dressed in a black thong. This time I wasn't so into it. He'd been jerking with some kind of lube and his cock tasted terrible. Him asking me to undress humiliated me, even tho that is one of my favorite things because I know I have a nice body, my ass being the nicest assets I have. He wanted me to lay on his couch outside in my panties while he sat in between my legs, tugging on my cock. He was definitely enjoying himself and I was nervous, almost sickened at what I was doing. I came rather quickly and wanted to dress immediately. After I dressed he asked me to sit in the living room with him and talk so I did. I like the thought of being objectified. I like making someone's cock hard. I like touching cock and being submissive. I'm nervous about my wife feeling I'm taking things a bit too far but I need her to be involved. She says she doesn't mind, but I'm worried she won't really be turned on. I need her to tell me that it's ok to get on my knees, I need her to be supportive of me wanting to be treated like a woman from time to time. We have agreed next time she will be there. And we will both be used. I wouldn't mind coming out as bi-sexual, but I don't want to tarnish our names and embarrass her. I have often thought I'd we don't work out I will definitely be on the look out for a woman that likes the same things I do and just be real from day one, like hey I like to wear panties and sucking cock turns me on. If she doesn't want that I'll move on to the next.
I am in love with a married man. We met on a "fling" site and he told me up front he was in an open marriage. At first i declined him but we talked more and i really liked him. We met at a hotel and had sex and first time wasnt all that great. It was really hot in the room and the lights were on and i just wasnt feeling it. After that I ended it and for 2 wks didnt talk to him but i always thought of him. I reached out and after a week of on and off talking we decided to meet up again. I was about to move out of state with my husband my husband was actually coming in the next morning to drive our truck and I got a hotel room and he met me and we had the most mind blowing sex i have ever had. Everything i thought about its like he knew and did. I have never climaxed this way with anyone. We had sex for 2 hrs I rode his cock, he pounded me every which way, he was the most amazing kisser and i could have gone longer but he had to go. I said goodbye knowing this is last time for me cheating. I left and he knows nothing about my husband i just told him i was visiting family. He text me while i was gone and i told him i had to stay a little longer. 3 weeks go by on and off talking and I miss him so much. I fly in to see him under guise of a work trip and he meets me at my hotel and we had the 2nd most amazing sex of my life. I never knew what an orgasm felt like but he gave me one that night. The way he fucks me its amazing he takes me every way possible and then he kisses me and i could get lost in his lips. I went back to life and still off and on talking a few more weeks go by and i fly in to see him just for day my husband has no idea im even out of town. We fucked like rabbits and I was ready to give up everything for him. He admitted his marriage was on rocks but everytime she text him he wld respond while with me. When i went home i felt like shit thinking he doesnt feel the same so i ended things and basically gave him opportunity to tell
Me he wants me in his life. He never even responded back. I feel so empty i check my phone daily hoping he will text or call its been 4 days. I guess i get what i deserve since he never knew truth about me.
There is this man I meet regularly in the park when I am walking my dogs and we started talking a few months ago. He also has two small dogs (I do not know the breed) and we let our dogs play together. It is really nice, we talk a lot about everything, he has the same humour as me and he is very attractive. I am always looking forward to going to the park in hopes that I meet him. And then it happened, I couldn't believe it. He kissed me one day. Out of the blue.. while we were laughing about something (I can't remember now what it was) and the moment was just perfect...
The thing is... I am single, but he is married!!!!
He never mentioned her to me, never muttered a word about her! And he is never wearing a ring (I've checked). She came by the park when our dogs had a "play date" to bring him is phone (because he forgot it at home). That's how I found out. That was after the kiss, I think like a week later...
We never talked about the kiss since then and I don't know what to do.. I actually thought I was going to fall in love with hime before I knew he was married. Now I am heartbroken and I don't know if I should tell her?
#crush #dogs #kiss #married #wife #heartbroken #confession
im female and i look really hot; i really get compliments all the time. i work as one of the only woman in the technology section. i like my career choice very much and each day i can bedazzle my male colleagues although im working in this company for 5 years now. its the same everywhere else
with my look i always win hearts and minds
thats just great!!
Although our time was brief, I know that I really liked you and I still wish that it could have worked out between us.
What hurts the most is not anything that you did but all that didn't happen.
I believed I would never find love in this life and that this was enough.
Meeting you has taught me that I want to love.
It was so easy to like you and easy to imagine and desire more.
However, in our time together it was inescapably evident to me that I am not the person you would love. Not now, not as I am now.
Would there have been a chance for us if this was another time in our lives?
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.
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