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I've been married to my husband for 20 years. About 10 years ago we moved to Ohio for abou a year, the whole time I fucked my father in law, I haven't done it since. It will always be the worst thing I've ever done.
I've recently felt like my mother was cheating on my dad. I took the matter in my own hands trying to find out if this was true.
One night when she was sleeping I took her phone, cracked her password and installed a service to track her calls and messages.
I kept watching for 30 days, read and listen to all her conversations and also saved a few. She was cheating on my father for some time and had juicy text messages on how she wants him inside her. That man is an old childhood friend of my mother and he also knows my father.
My mother connected to that man's wife on FB acting like 'a friend' to her.
I haven't been able to look at her the same way ever since.
I go looking on homemade porn sites for videos of my best friend. She used to be a swinger, and cheated on her husband for years with one lover in particular. I look for her because her lover had a tape of them together. I believe it’s more than one because he did a hidden cam once, then told her about it and she then tagged she loves the camera. I go looking for a hot haired brunettes that are hot and pale biy no such luck yet.
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 used to work at a library after high school. I was 21 and there were a lot of younger, teenage girls that worked there. One of them, on her first day grabbed my crotch and told me she was good at giving blowjobs. We would fool around at work, secretly. One day she texted me that she was home from school and alone, so I went over on my lunch hour. She proceeded to blow me and I took her virginity in her bedroom. We hooked up a few times afterwards. Years later (now both of us married) we got back in touch and picked up where we left off.
I love wearing very short skirts and dresses and letting men see me without under wear. My husband has no idea I do this during the daytime while he is at work. I have gone as far as picking a guy who had enough guts to say something to me, I had sex with him in the car then walked around the mall with his dripping cum down the inside of my legs.
My boyfriend of 8 months had his birthday last Friday. Im addicted to sex and I've been cheating on my boyfriend from week 3.... before his birthday dinner I was at a friend's house getting fucked. I only left because I was running late to the dinner. When I showed up I said it was work and traffic that made me late. I kissed my boyfriend and had a birthday dinner while another man's cum leaked into and stained my panties pretty badly. We also had sex later that night
I had sex with my friend's girlfriend. My friend and her once had sex in my room, so she knew where I stayed. I invited her over on Valentine's day after school, my friend was out of the country at that time, and we just went for it. Great sex, she is very gorgeous and we have kept this secret for a long time now. After some months, my friend got another girl and I also had sex with her also after they had dated for 2 weeks. He knows about this one though, and he has been chasing my girlfriend and exes but failing. I feel bad.
When I was 15 I was diagnosed with Anorexia after taking a really bad mental fall. It's been many years later and I never fully recovered, but I find myself constantly restricting and vomiting, and always feeling disgusted with myself. I have a 19.7 BMI, but it's not good enough. I really want to get underweight to prove to others that I am skinny, I am in control, I want to scare people, I find a numbing feeling that comes with this, and I love it.
Of course, the side effects of the disease is wretched and I think of how lovely recovery would be. I'm not here to get hate, Im just here to confess. I already seek therapy.
My Dad has cheated on my Mom multiple times and she doesn’t care. There was one time she told us to defend her and we were but then she flipped the script and took him back. My parents never hug and kiss like a couple. They look like friends half the time. I had to tell myself growing up that this is not what love should look like, and the way my Parents have behaved in their relationship has affected my relationships. I never like getting too close to people because I feel like I can’t trust them.
Overall I have no respect for my Mother and Father and it’s a feeling I can’t help...
When the fat guy that sits besides me at work eats, it offends me. I'm always judging his food choices. I know I shouldn't because he's actually really nice, but I don't even feel guilty about it. He triggers my ED *bad* /vent
I am a very heavy person and I always have been and I really like to change but I guess not strong enough? Because I still keep doing what I am doing without thinking about the consequences. I am eating and eating and stuffing my face and I am so fat but I cannot change it. I am not strong enough or something I guess and I love food I mean LOVE FOOD. I could never go on a diet and sports does not work for me either. I guess I might be just too lazy but I am still waiting on the motivation to turn my life around but it just does not come you know.
I recently got tricked into going to my cousin’s wedding after party. I’m not into weddings, don’t get all the fuss over it and see it as a waste of money and sanity. Of course, strange things happen at them. Occasionally, something good.
My cousin and I are not close and rarely see each other. We’re polar opposites but have nothing in common. We do now. His new wife. At the reception after party his wife came up to me to introduce herself as I rarely attend family functions. I figured it would be yet another meet and greet then onto the next person. Nope.
We started talking and she actually was interesting. She looked like a naive, young bimbo and I’ll freely admit I didn’t think much of her because she was with my Jughead looking cousin. I had more common interests with her than I ever did him. Or was it just her flirting her butt off?
Regardless, we slipped out back to have a more in depth discussion on a topic I actually take seriously. She starts in with the dirty talk. Woah is this girl drunk already, or does my cousin just suck like I assumed? Who cares. Grabs my crotch and starts nibbling on my ear. For once in my life I amazingly say nothing and just go with it.
She wasn’t drunk but I had feelings she was just curious as I’m often the mystery guy as i do my own thing and try to avoid anything nerve wracking. I seem to attract it, even when minding my own business out back.
She started kissing me and I kissed her strongly right back. Became a full blown make out session. She stops, licks her lips, smiles and says “I had to get that off my chest.” I just stare at her smirking. She says I’ll be back. I roll my eyes and am shaking my head trying not to laugh as she went back to the wedding table with my cousin.
Another cousin of mine I actually like came up and says what was that all about? I acted like I didn’t know what she meant. She said ****’’a new wife was all flirty. “Is she drunk -already?” I guess so. Just met the girl. She’s friendly.
i went back to my table out back and attempted to enjoy all the crappy, cheesy Coldplay and all the lovely CCR and Eminem without wanting to shoot myself, so I went outside to get some quiet. I went further around back as the smokers were dominating the front area.
Around back I saw one of the cute bridesmaids. Brief chitchat. She is definitely drunk and starts relaying how my cousins’ wife is a whore. I smiled. She then asked what made me smile. Oh just a hunch.
She then said she’ll pick one hot guy and screw his brains out. I asked is this is a common occurrence at weddings. She said oh yes and that they all screwed anyone they deemed fascinating or attractive. Seemed like a regular answer knowing how some people can be at weddings.
She then said that she saw her dressing me down at the reception. I rolled my eyes. She said I guarantee you’ll be inside her in some capacity before the night is over. She headed back inside beyond trashed. I just started laughing to myself. Man my cousin can sure pick them. Another cheating hoe supposedly in love with my yucky cus but cheating already.
I went back inside and there she was. Her dress now somehow became a skirt. Great legs, killer a** and a pretty nice rack. Well hello there. I smiled and walked back to my table: She followed. She starts asking a lot of questions. Beyond annoying. I said “do you want to get something more off your chest, or is that just commonplace for you?” She started giggling.
I smirked as I can’t smile like regular people amazingly can. She told me even though she loves my cousin and they’d known each other for years (she was his deceased wife’s close friend), that she loves meeting new people and she’s never seen me. I started thinking of the drunken bridesmaid’s comments. The load of bull this chick just gave me, but I’ll humor her. Let’s see where this goes.
She told me she wanted to f**k but there was no real way to do it, even though I could tell she was nervous. I said that there must be a basement or back door closet, why the hell not? She starts giggling and licking her lips. “You’re a naughty one, where’s he been keeping you?”
She went back to my cousin who per usual is trashed out of his mind. At least he had an excuse here. One of the few things he does well is get loaded and insult people.I look over in disgust. It wasn’t the slutty wife he just married who was much like his dead wife in that department, only she was actually attractive, but the drunken, skinny bigot she just married. What a joke.
I immediately started laughing and badly I must say. I sounded like the joker. I grabbed a beer and went back outside: I must’ve been out there a solid 20-25 minutes before I realized she was about 5 feet away from me grinning. I know that look. Fine by me I hate my loser cousin anyway and hey she started this, I’ll gladly finish.I did. Twice..
We found an old closet full of chairs and folding tables they used for functions at the hall. She went down on me and me her. We got it on, on an old tent type of surface. After I finished the first time we both started laughing. She got dressed and said “meet me back here in a couple hours, I want some more.”
I highly doubted that would happen again as in a couple hours she’s likely be in a hotel while my cousin slept it off. Wrong again. We met again back at the closet and hour and a half later and redux. Again, once more only this time against a wall.
I never saw her again in that capacity. It was as if she needed one last hurrah before she went off with my cus. Of course they were already married when I met her so perhaps I got a quality…
I know that my dad has been cheating on my mom. But, i do nothing. I didn't confess to my dad nor tell my mom and my sister. I just do nothing. At my 14 years old mind that time i thought it wasn't my business. I don't really like my dad anyway. He is quite bossy and has a bad attitude. 1 year later, my parent got divorced. My life has changed. I was sent to boarding school. My parents didn't really care about me and my sister anymore. All of this happened because of me. 23 years old marriage just ruined because a daughter like me doesn't want to be responsible. I deserve to live like this. But the fact my sister and mom suffer because of what i did just.....
I am a 39 yr old gay guy. I did however get married at 23. I was trying to be something I wasn't and wanted to be "normal". When I went to talk to my soon to be father in law to ask him if I could marry his daughter, his answer was surprising. My father in law was a former marine, decorated war hero, he was about 56 at the time and he was kinda hot. He was 5'8, about 175 pounds, very toned and athletic. He told me after speaking with him that he needed some time to think about it. So he asked me to stay a while and talk some more. We talked about my job, school, the service, the war, etc. After about 4 hours of chatting he retreated to his room to take a shower, so I figured our chat was over and prepared to leave but he invited me to stay for dinner as it was just him there at the house for the next few days. I waited for him to come back and sat there on the couch. He came back in about 20 minutes in his robe. He evidently did not decide to wear anything under it and sat down on his recliner opposite me. His robe opened a bit and I could see his member. It was a nice size not too big but looked thick. I guess he noticed me looking and adjusted himself and his robe. We continued talking and he got up to go get dressed. I sat there thinking about his dick and got hard, really hard. I tried to calm down before he got back. He came back about 5 minutes later dressed in a t shirt and flannel pants. His outfit really accentuated his body, hugging all the right areas. We went outside and continued talking. We ate and chatted and finished up. We sat on the porch in silence just watching the fire pit and he said he made a decision. He said "after speaking with you and knowing you for the past 2 years, I think it would be ok if you married my daughter. I just have one request. You've seen my equipment, I need to see what my daughter will be working with. I think that's fair". I said " what do you mean?". He stood up and said" I want to see you naked, how big is your dick? I've done this with all of my daughters boyfriends and now you." I was in shock. I didn't know what to say. "Don't be shy." he said. He took off his shirt and said "here, I'll get naked too so it won't be awkward." Then he took off his pants and was hard. He was about 7 inches, nice and thick with full heavy balls. I got hard almost immediately. I stood up and took off my shirt, and pants and stood there naked. I am 6'1, was 200 pounds and I have an 8.5 inch dick, thick with big balls too. Now I'm about 225. He said "yea, that's a good boy, nice". He walked over and rubbed my chest and my back and looked into my eyes and grabbed my cock. He said, "you seem very willing to please." I said " I am sir." He said " we'll see". He led me back into the house and up to his study. He said " we're gonna fuck, and I'm gonna see what my daughter has to look forward to." He said "no one will know, I've done this before. I use my study so my wife doesn't know but this couch has had a lot of young men fucked on it." He got down on the floor in front of me and took my raging cock in his mouth. It felt so good. I moaned and he laughed. Damn he was hot! He sucked my cock for about 10 minutes. He looked up and said "I'm impressed you haven't cum yet." I said " it takes me a while to cum and I've never cum from a blow job." He said "well, my daughter is a lucky gal, let's see how long you can fuck." He lubed my cock and his ass and slid down on my dick facing me. "Fuck, you're bigger than any of her other boyfriends and it's been a while so I'm kinda tight." And he was, it felt amazing. He rode me like a horse for about 10 minutes before I stood up and flipped him over onto his back. "This is how your daughter likes it," I said. I plowed his tight ass and he moaned like a bitch. "Yes, fuck me boy, fuck me!" I fucked him for a long time. We were both covered in sweat, he had cum twice already. I stood over him with his legs against his chest pounding away and let flow the biggest nut I have ever had. It was amazing. He said "I'm gonna cum again!" I put my mouth over his dick and took his load deep in the back of my throat. He said "that's never happened before, you are amazing son. Welcome to the family." I married his daughter and he and I got together a few times a year to fuck. Even after the divorce 2 years ago....
My boyfriend cheated on me recently. He admitted that he did it out of selfishness and that I was pushing him away, this was during my grandfather passing and he was like my second father, he said otherwise nothing I did contributed to his action and that at first it was cause he liked the attention he was getting, then he got annoyed with her because of how she started to treat him. We’ve been trying to get through it via separate and together but I’m starting to feel like I want to get payback, I’m angry and hurt very much still for obvious reasons and aside from the cheating our real has and still is amazing. We almost never argue, we communicate, anything he could want out of me I give and vice versa. What should I do?
I'm married and 60 years old and have been sleeping with a neighbor girl who is 19. I know it's stupid but Zoe is so damn hot and gives me anything I want including anal. My wife does not do that but Zoe does. She also likes to give me blow jobs incessently. Damn I don't want to get caught with girl too young for my son to date but I can't stop seeing her.
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