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As a boy every time my dad would see me he’d say God made a mistake when he made me, so my dad wouldn’t take me. I remember him throwing me out as a tiny boy. I’d only see him when he visited my sister.
My mom would say she hated me & would have aborted me had she known id be like this (disabled).
I’d like to say it all worked out well. But they gave me away. I was abused in horrible ways. I was mocked & hurt endlessly in school.
Even now; when I go out & try to function in this world I hear others laugh at me.
I struggled to put stuff in my old beat up car to fix my ex & children’s home. As I struggled some men walked over just to mock me.
I used to fight back sometimes. I don’t even care anymore. I even had a nurse mock some of my stupidity in the hospital this week.
I don’t care anymore. It’s hopeless. I can’t find a way any more. My parents were right about me. God did make me broken.
My sister and mom were mocking me the other day. They laughed at a doll I used to hold as a boy. Called me gay. I’m not gay. I pulled the doll out of the trash because it reminded me of me. I held it and cried for it. I spent my whole life trying to help others. Trying to love others.
I told my sister as they laughed at me that God loves me. She mocked me. Said keep believing that.
But she’s right. God doesn’t love me. Doesn’t protect me. Doesn’t care about me. He did make me broken. Did make a mistake. I shouldn’t exist. He should not have made me. I’m worthless. I have no meaning. No one wants me.
I almost cheated on my boyfriend. I was on an anon chat site and I sent two dirty texts before the guilt and respect for him overcame me and I shut the chat. I feel like garbage and I can’t stop panicking about it and feeling like a shitty person. I didn’t even get to anything sexual in the chat, I just talked about kissing. But I still feel like a filthy cheat. I love my boyfriend, he’s perfect and I will only move forward from here. Never ever again will I get that close to betraying him.
My fantasy is to watch my girlfriend have sex with another guy but she is completely against it.
I'm 39, turning 40 in a couple weeks. It's been kind of getting to me, I admit. I went out with my friends for a girls night and I have never cheated on my husband in our 16 years of marriage but this never got I knew in my mind that I wanted to. I drank a lot, knowing it's the only way I could go through with it. I hadn't had sex with anyone else since before we started dating, and I wanted to have a fling before I turn 40. If kill him if he did it, but I didn't feel guilty, but I do now. I got drunk and threw myself at a younger guy, we danced and I made sure to really show him that I wanted him. We kissed and messed around st the club, and we left in an uber to his apartment. I was really drunk but still had some sense and was thinking of a way out and when we got there he had a roommate who was smoking pot. I hadn't done that since college, so we smoked. I got really high and we kissed more and I just remember sitting on his lap topless and the next thing I was going down on him. This was in the living room of his apartment with his roommate in the room. I ended up having a threesome, they both penetrated me and we did things that I haven't done with my husband in years. Both had sex with me but it was as one at a time while I took the other in my mouth. Both had me anally, which is really embarrassing and painful. When I woke up in the morning I got dressed and ran out half drunk and got an uber home. It 9 am. My husband was very worried, he locate where I was and said he drove there but couldn't get past the locked gate. I told him it was one of my girl friends and apologized to him. He accepted it. He's throwing me a huge 40th birthday party so I don't want to ruin it. It's been a week today.
I lived alone and would flash this younger guy. I was in my 50s he was in his 30s. I never had sex with him. I did allow him to watch me masturbate with a vibrater through my bedroom window. Then he left.
Another time, I met him at a bookstore and walked around flashing him.I was dressed sexy, no bra or panties, stockings, high heels. His jaw dropped when I whipped out a boob. He reminded me about security cameras. I replied “Do I look like I give a fuck? You know he’s watching beating his meat”. Never saw him again.
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I'm sixteen, and recently over spring break i went to the beach with my bf and some friends. i was wearing a pretty skimpy bikini, and this older guy (at least twice my age) was checking me out. At first i was a little creeped out, but then a bit turned on. i happened to meet up with him when i went to the bathroom, and we were alone. i gave him a look, and he gave me a look back... one thing led to another, and he ate my pussy out and then we had sex. he was bigger than my boyfriend, and a lot more experienced. i'll probably never see him again, i don't even know his name. But i know i shouldn't have cheated on my boyfriend. i feel guilty, but it was great having the attention of an older guy. i'm not underage (at least where i live) so it's not like we did anything illegal. But i know i still shouldn't have done it. i don't think my bf will ever find out, but i'm not sure how to stop feeling guilty about it everytime i see him.
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.
I still have love for my ex-girlfriend. Eleven years ago, we broke up because she was cheating on me and just generally became a horrible person. We eventually made our peace, but I still think about her and have not been able to move on in my romantic life; I haven't had a girlfriend since her. Many years and mental energy have been wasted due to her actions and my inability to move on.
My husband is in prison for beating me. I visited once and said I forgave him and brought a sexy video. He smiled and said he loved me. I played a video of me sucking our best man's cock first then I hold the camera and say I love gagging on cum. I'm going to let your best friend fuck my tight ass in the parking lot. Think about his huge cock pounding your wifes pussy!
Then he sat beside me and said he should see her rub it. She asked if he likes seeing her hold dick. He asked her to not do this and she smiled then said she likes how she doesn't get beat up anymore unless daddy's dick punished her then hand me the phone. He begs me to stop but I tell him we paid the guard to not stop us. Now you are going to watch your wife get a mouth filled with cum. He watched us then cried and apologized. She picked up the phone and said he is a coward and she never loved him. Think about my tight body getting fucked while you rot in here. So hot
I love my boyfriend to death, truly. Before I get any hate for this at all, hear me out. My bf is a lowlife. No job, overweight, loud, and a couple years ago had sex with me when I didnt consent. We've grown since that day, but, I'm excited for college. I feel like I might meet someone there, or just have really good sex. I talked to him about 'taking a break' while im away at college, but when I come home for breaks, we can continue like I was never gone.
I get it's wrong, but I have so many fantasies and I'm always really turned on. I want to have more than one guy on me, I wanna be at a party or frat and have a bunch of other females there for a 'sex' party I guess to say. I want guys to visit my dorm and use me, I just want to feel pleasure.
A few years back I caught my gf talking to another guy! I went through her phone without her knowing and was surprised by what I found. Pages of text between them plotting their hook ups. Behind my back. I couldn’t believe my gf was capable of such things! My gf by the way is very beautiful and flirtatious. 5’1 brunette with thick lips and fat little ass! To my surprise I knew the guy she was fucking! It was her old boss . Tall thin muscular black man in his mid 40’s. She was 24 when this happened. I never confronted her about it. I just moved out with no explanation. She texted me recently and said she missed me. But all I could think was how deceitful she was .
I went to a mental hospital 10 days ago and today i just got discharged. There was a guy there that i kinda had a relationship with and i feel like dick because i have a girlfriend and I’ve been dating her for 4 months. I think i might break up with her tho
I am 14 and pregnant but I don't know who the father is . My bf dosent know I've cheated many times . I want to abort it pls give me advic what should I do
This story may be long so please bear with me. I have been with my husband for 15 years and married for close to 10 years. Halfway throughout our marriage I was diagnosed with an illness which decreased my sex drive. I also have no kids due to my illness. Because of my low sex drive I would mostly say no to my husband if he wanted to have sex. Sex would occur maybe once a month of maybe every few months. One day while watching TV I grabbed my husband's phone to look at some pictures that he took and he immediately took back his phone and started acting suspicious. My husband is a very bad liar so I knew instantly that he was hiding something. He confessed and showed me all the porn that he had been watching. I was so upset at him and cried because I felt betrayed. If he told me he was into porn I would have been okay with it and watched as well, I guess it was the sneaking behind my back that made me upset the most. Months went by and I could feel my hormones starting to change. I was always horny. This time when I wanted to have sex my husband never had the time (he works 2 jobs and gets exhausted). 1 night we made the plan to have sex when he got home, but it never happened. When he left for work I started watching porn but it did nothing for me. I then began to masturbate, but again nothing. I decided to go online and sex chat with strangers to see how it would make me feel. I chatted with a few guys and the feeling was incredible. Made me feel so bad. I would take sexy pictures and rejoice every time I received a compliment on my hott body. I felt wanted, which is the exact feeling I was longing for. I then began chatting with this new guy. He was different. He was funny and cute and also married and feeling lonely in his marriage. With him it wasn't about the sex it was more emotional. For me, I have an amazing relationship for my husband so i was purely looking for something sexual. I spoke to this guy for a month and finally decided that we should meet. I would wake up in the morning and my husband would tell me how beautiful I was and how lucky he was to have me. A week before meeting the other guy I started feeling knots in my stomach knowing that I couldn't betray my husband. I ended up coming clean to my husband one night after dinner. I told my husband about how I was going to meet a stranger to make out and told him it was because I was feeling unwanted from him. My husband was so graciously understanding and did not get upset at me. More than anything he was trying to understand where all of this was coming from. He kissed me and told me he was glad I came clean and that he would never be able to tolerate it if I actually cheated because he has too much self respect to stay with me. He said "if you ever cheat on me, I never want to know. If I know, I will leave you, and I never want to leave you". I stopped chatting with the other guy at this point and started to work on my marriage. Things were starting to get really good, but in the back of my mind I couldn't forget that rush I felt from talking to a strange man and have him admire my body. A few weeks after confessing to my husband I was back online. I started talking to this guy who was also married but with kids. He was looking for an NSA relationship just like me. He was so smooth with his words and somehow convinced me to meet him a week after we started chatting. I was at my friends bachelorette party and planned on meeting him in a McDonald's parking lot for a quick make out session before heading home. I get into his car and kept hearing him tell me how hott I was. He made out for 10 minutes, he even offered to lick me down south but I refused. As soon as I got home I was so turned on and ended up having the best sex imaginable with my husband. I continued talking to this guy and he turned out to be a decent human being. We would talk daily for 4 weeks and met up 3 times just to make out. One day after much thinking I decided to end things and told him I had to work on my marriage. He asked if we could meet one last time and i agreed that we could meet on his birthday. This guy had a way with his words and it was so hard to say no. So yesterday I went to see him, but this time it was in a hotel. I bought the sexiest outfit and lingerie I could find. He was so passionate. He kissed every part of my body and even did things I wouldn't allow my husband to do. I gave him a bj and made him cum within a matter of seconds. He called to check up on his kids and they weren't well so he wasn't able to get hard in time for us to actually have sex. But what we did enjoy was 3 hours of passion and I can't get it out of my mind. I am ashamed to say that i woke up this morning feeling no regret. I love my husband and will spend the rest of my life making it up to him. I will also take this secret with me to the grave. I guess the reason for my confession is to know how I could move forward. How can I make things better? A million thoughts and emotions have been running through my mind all day and I know in my heart that my husband deserves better. I know I'm a cheater, but that's not the only label that defines me. I love my husband more than I love my own mother. I always think about all the years I deprived him of sex, yet he still never cheated on me...and here I was after a few months of neglect going off and having an affair. He is my best friend and i could never imagine my life without him. I know he deserves better. How can I make myself better and worthy of him? I no longer speak to the other guy, but how can I stop myself from getting tempted again? I would appreciate some honest advice.
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sometimes fake friend makes me feel sick and tired, so i fakeing my death, i not contact them for about 2 week, and i cameback, tell them that " i wasn't marie" yes i acting. and fakeing my death, to make them feel guilty, sad, and loss
I am still in love with my ex. I know he's bad for me. I know I shouldn't be because I'm engaged to someone else. I'm engaged to a really good man who would never hurt me in all the ways my ex did. But, like Harley Quinn, I can't resist The Joker.
I'm contemplating going to see him (he lives several states away).
I'm 45, pretty fat, not great looking, and married for 29 years. My husband never was too much for adventurous sex, even when I was skinny and pretty with nice firm, big tits. For the last 10 years I've been fucking any cock that will fuck an old fatty like me. Believe it or not there are lots of guys. I know I'm just being used as a place to stick it in and cum but I like that. About 3 years ago I started having anal sex. When I was young it kind of turned me off. I didn't like it because I knew I'd have to suck the cock that came out of the same hole I poop from. But now I think it's the very dirtiness, the nastiness of it that makes me like it. Before my husband fucked me I hadn't done anything but suck 3 cocks. He was the first to fuck me and was the fourth I sucked. Over the last 10 years, I've had exactly 58 cocks inside me, and now I've had 22 up my ass. I've sucked all of them off, plus many more. I was sucking strange cock before I started letting them fuck me. I'd have never believed a fat old cumhole like me can still get plenty of men.
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