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My sister has a good friend, lets call her Lynn. I have always wanted to be friends (sometimes more) with Lynn but I am not good at initiating social interaction so I was stuck were I was, seeing her occasionally when my sister brought her over. She always makes me smile and laugh and I admire her determination. Now Lynn is driving most of her friends away (according to my sister) including my sister, which means two things.
1. I won't get to see her as often/ almost never.
2. I have always wanted to be a mediator in conflicts and to help and comfort people in hard times. I want to help Lynn and comfort her and just be supportive especially because I feel a connection to her and want to be her friend, but I don't know how to become her friend because of such a lack of contact (also she is pushing away friends so I doubt she wants new ones). I feel like this is my chance to become friends with her and help her as a person but I just lack to means. By that I mean partially my lack of social skills but also Lynn dislikes my sister now and my sister is forcing herself on her, and I have no way to contact her other than via my sister which makes me feel awkward. I can't just be like 'Hey, you know that friend that hates you now. Ya, can I have their number."
My daughter is 5 years old and she gets a lot of compliments for her beautiful long lashes. I was really tired of hearing those flatteries... I cut them off about 15 minutes ago while she was sleeping.
She has to learn that nothing can be taken for granted.
I live in a multi story building with many foreign families and a lot of them have some kind of trouble with the police, distrainors, lawyers and other creditors. When I'm at home, I often hear that there's someone who keeps ringing the door bell, to talk to one of those families. Apart from me, almost no one of these people work, they are sitting at home all day and watch TV and therefore they know who's standing in front of the door and therefore don't open it. But I'm a helpful person so I let them in by pressing the buzzer for the front door down stairs. It's funny to watch the police while they are trying to get entrance to the flat.
#building #foreign #families #funny #police #lawyers #confession
I remember my girl friends in high school trying to convince me to get high on drugs with them. Always told myself I would never get involved in that and kept telling me it was no big deal. Told me these college guys would invite them to do coke in their apartment and don't know how many times I kept coming up with excuses to not go. I think it was pure pressure and not wanting to be less than them what made me go with them one day. I met them on our way out of school, walked a few blocks and remember four guys sitting around a cocktail table and feeling like the new girl in school. I soon found out getting young girls high was great way for guys to lure young girls and sexually seducing them. I remember the stupid powder going straight to my brain, watching my girl friend making out with this guy practically naked and an ending up with my panties yanked off getting my pussy eaten out in the middle of an oral sex orgy. I remember it was first grab, first suck and so high I really couldn't do much about it. All I knew was that this guy's head was wedged between my legs, was about to have an orgasm and just let him have it. The worst was that after he turned me in Jello, his dick hardly fitted into my mouths. All I could do was suck and end up with a face smeared with cum and washing off in the bathroom stepping over bras, panties and guys boxer shorts and hoping my parents would never notice when I got home. I guess I found out why coke is called the sex drug.
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
Be careful what Church you choose & especially the preacher. Many people view Church as a club where they gossip about others. Then exclude others. Theres nothing wrong with going to Church. Just realize everyone else around you is very flawed too. Don’t let them judge you, or make you feel bad. They push gay children into suicide. Yet they will overeat, & many other things. I am very flawed. Everyone is. Love yourself as you are. Do not let any fucker make you hate yourself. We all sin. Especially me. Sometimes people like me. Then they meet me. I am more flawed than nearly any person you could meet. Very flawed. Don’t let me judge you. Don’t let anyone judge you. Don’t let your past destroy you. Don’t let what other people did to you destroy you. Fuck them. Love yourself. Never harm yourself. I love you. Forgive yourself. You sinned. We all do. It’s not worth dying over. Yes theres a Heaven. It can wait on you. Hold on everyday. Don’t let this world break you. But don’t look to me for guidance. I’m a total mess. We are all struggling to live in this world & survive. Forgive yourself for not being perfect. But never think you’d want to meet me. You would be extremely disappointed. I am sorry that I failed others. 😇
Because I had a cold the last few days I didn't shower. But I had to drive my kids to school nevertheless and I had still some tasks to do. So I took my youngest boy (5 months old) and drove off to buy food. The only thing I could think of while in the store was a hot shower and I decided to drive home quickly to get one.
I bought all the stuff we needed and drove home. In the car on my way home I was sure I forgot something but I just couldn't find out what it was. At home, I immediately hopped under the shower and then I remembered!
I left my little son at the supermarket!!
I got back to the store and indeed, I left my son in his maxi cosi at the cash desk....
I know it's no excuse but I was very sick and I haven't slept for a few days. I can't tell you how sorry I am and this will not every happen again...
I want to confess that I am a terrible mother.
#mother #bad #terrible #cold #sick #shower #kids #forget #son #supermarket #store #confession #sin #despair
I've posted here in the past. Love women but other than analingus and sucking their toes it's platonic only. My tiny penis is good for urinating and 2 finger masturbation. Not penetration. I'm fortunate that I can ejaculate with no erection. My real weakness is servicing cocks to a swallowed completion. Prefer straight dominants, fat pigs, or manipulative young males who see my closet status as a vulnerability. So yes, I'm a closet faggot. I do have a fascination about being out to curious women. Knowing a few have my closet door key and I can't retrieve it. My name, state, and compromising photos. Intoxicating and scary. 63 as of this posting. But still very mobile and still very queer. Wish I could out myself to a select few. Risky but a need.
#florida #fort #walton #beach #closet #queer #sub #beta #faggot #tinypenis #key #exposed
As a kid, me and my friend caused a forest fire. It wasn't that harmful but played with matches and we accidentally dropped one to the ground.
We never told anyone about it, and they don't know until now who it was.
I am a very bad girlfriend and very selfish. I have the best boyfriend in the world and I love him so much, but unfortunately we are not able to see each other as often as I would like. We live in different cities and because of our working schedules we often see each other only every two weeks on the weekend. My birthday is coming up in 3 days and I was soo looking forward to it because we had planned all kind of awesome things together...
But he texted me this morning at like 5am and told me that he couldn't make it tomorrow and that he could not be there for my birthday because he's in the hospital... Appendicitis... His surgery is scheduled for tomorrow.
Of course, I was totally shocked when I read that! But I have to confess that I am very disappointed because I was soo looking forward to the weekend and my birthday. We made so many plans and now they all fall flat...
I know, I should be worried because he's in the hospital and all... That is why I need to ask for forgiveness. I am a terrible person.
#foregiveness #terrible #girlfriend #hospital #anger #disappointed
Do you know the feeling like you are forgetting something? Like there is something in the back of your mind, just on the tip of your tongue, but you cannot remember why you feel the way you do?
I am very very anxious when it comes to touch and I react strange to some noises and such. I think there is something in my past that changed me. And I think my mind made me forget on purpose to shield me from the negative images and memories.
Can anyone relate?
#feeling #forgotten #memory #mind #confession
When I was 15 I went to an all boys boarding school, witch I thought it was more of a prison than a school. I was always being harassed by older boys just for the fun of it. They always hung out in bunches targeting younger boys to play jokes on. I wasn't the only boy they harassed, there were two other boys that went through the same thing. I never liked playing basketball because the showers were to far away from the main school building. Used to wait till everyone finished showering to take mine. It was also close to the cyclone fence that went around the school, where they used to chit chat with girls from the nearby school through the fence every day. One day they caught me alone in the shower with my towel rapt around my waist, dragged me out and strap me to the fence. They stood there waiting to hear the girls approaching, ripped my towel off and left me stark naked to get caught as girls went by. I had never felt so horrified about having girls gathering in front me, giggling and asking if I was going to get a hard on for them. All they did was have a good look, stick their fingers through the fences to wiggle my dick and watch it grow. My face was burning with shame, my dick was hard as flag pole and I wasn't going anywhere till some untied me. So humiliated I was totally at a loss of word, while they had a party checking me out from head toe. I guess they all sexually got off on it and it was them that managed to untie me and letting off the hook. I had never ran back into a shower as fast as I did and stayed there till they all left. What made me mad was that those bastards go away with it because I was to embarrassed to report it. I guess I wasn't the first or the last boy that got stripped in front of girls, but sure I'll remember it for years to come.
so i've never told anyone this, hell if this place wasn't anonymous i would probably post this under a fake name and ask if any of you guys wanted to make this a reality ;) but anyway.
Basically, i'm 20 years old now but thinking back, i wish my 16th birthday was different, in reality it was a fairly typical birthday, but now? Now i wish it was just me, and a group of horny gay men, each taking their turn with me ;)
Hell, it's my dream at this point, and i'm hoping one day i can find people to help out with it, hehe
I got drunk and cheated on my husband with my husband. We live in the town where I went to college. My husband and I went to my 10th reunion last summer, and had a blast. About an hour before we were going to call it a day and go home, we ran into Bill, the guy I dated in college, who I hadn't seen since we broke up in junior year. He looked great, was lots of fun and hit it off with my husband. We had several drinks and I realized I was still very attracted to him, and he seemed to be hitting on me. When it was time to go home, he gave me a long and passionate good-bye kiss while my husband was getting the car. I got very aroused - and asked him where he was staying. Turns out he was actually flying out in a few hours, and our house was closer to the airport than the hotel he was staying at. When my husband pulled up I told him we needed to go by Bill's hotel so he could get his stuff and crash with us that night, and go to the airport from our place. My husband agreed, so that's what we did. When we got home, we had a few more drinks. Our house has three bedrooms, each with its own bathroom.
Our master bedroom is on the main floor, and we have the other two bedrooms on the second floor, one to the left at the top of the stairs and one to the right. My husband said he'd prepare the room at the top of the stairs for Bill and then meet me back in our room after I got some soap, shampoo and towels to leave in Bill's bedroom. It was late, and we were all very tipsy and tired. When I got the soap and supplies I found all the lights were off in the upstairs bedroom to the left, but I could see someone was in the bed. I quietly dropped the soap and towel in the bathroom, and as I left I stopped to get a glimpse of Bill sleeping. He was under a sheet with his back to me, so I decided to give him something to remember. I stripped naked, and leaned over and kissed the back of his neck. A powerful arm immediately pulled me into the bed and I discovered he was naked and we just went at it like bunnies in the dark. It was just like I remembered in college - great and passionate foreplay, then he went down on me and was attentive until I orgasm, at which I pulled him up on top of me so he could slide in and finish inside me. His penis was rock hard and felt wonderfully familiar, and I had a vaginal orgasm like I had not had since my honeymoon. He rolled over and promptly fell sound asleep, so laid next to him figuring in a few minutes I'd go down to my bedroom. I hoped my husband was already asleep because it'd be hard to explain why it took so long to take a towel upstairs. Unfortunately I felt so happy I fell sound asleep. I bolted awake when the morning light through the window shined on my face. I let out a little scream because I was mortified at what my husband would do now I was caught sleeping in the guest bedroom - I heard steps running toward the room I was calling out to see if everything was o.k. I also felt that powerful arm pull me back so my head hit the pillow and I was looking up into my husband's face. By now Bill was in the doorway, and smiled. He asked, "did you two spend the whole night up here? I heard you two going at it. My husband responded "sorry, after I came up and got your room on the right ready, I was too tired and drunk to go downstairs, so I just crashed here in the room to the left." I realized that when I had brought up the towel and found someone asleep in the room the the left, I assumed it was Bill since I though my husband was going back downstairs to meet me in our room. So my naughty "good-bye" fling in the dark with Bill was actually with my husband. But it was SO good, I'm relieved. I drove Bill to the airport and when I got home, I told my husband I wanted to sleep with him in the upstairs bedrooms more often!
#reunion #sex #collegeboyfriend #cheating #oral #orgasms #foreplay
Hi, my name is Charlie and im 17. Last week, i was housesitting with my girlfriend for her mother. I knew her mum wouldnt be back for about 2 weeks and only me and Vanessa where in the house so i walked around Naked, like i would in my apartment. Vanessa left to do some shopping, and getting munchies and films for our night in. She locked the door to keep people wandering in on my nudity. I decided to start cleaning the house as a surprise for Vanessa when she returned. And i knew no body without a key could get in and see me and my manliness in all our glory. Little did i know that her neighbour, Annie, a middle aged woman was instucted by Vanessas mum mother to come and check in on her daughter every so often with the spare key. She entered but didnt say a word. She krept in so slowly and stealthily, she could of robbed us and i would never have knew. I was doing some cleaning up as i said and i picked up a lacy pair of black panties, i held up close to my eyes to see if they were clean or not. However, stealthy Annie saw it a different way.
"What the heck do you think you are doing, you little Panty sniffer, i come to check how my friends daughter was doing and i walk in on her boyfriend sniffing her panties, what is it? Do you like the feeling of them? Do you want to wear them? Oh, your member likes the sound of that, look at it, sticking in the air, hard as rock! You want to wear them!" However i really didnt, i was just so aroused of a sexy middle aged women walking in on me why i was so naked. But i still felt intimidated by her. Her eyes meant buisness, she looked dominant, and definately wasnt afraid of an old teen, no matter how muscular i was! She snatched them out my hands. And she shoved them in my face, pushing me back against, the sofa, i tried fighting back, but she was strong and dominant! She thrown me down, my feet sticking in the air, whaling around everywhere, i was so aroused. If only Vanessa was like this. But no way was i about to put on this panty, without a fight. I kicked her in the head, but it was no use, she pinned me down, and started pulling the g-string up my legs, and before long, i was stood in the living room wearing only my gfs mums panty. I was so embarressed. But totally aroused.
"Oh you like the feeling of womens clothes, well before tonight, you will have to get used to it anyway." What did she mean? I looked at her confused, she jumped on me, pinning me down, she pulled out some rope from no where. Why did she think to bring it? She couldnt of known this would be happening! She tied my hands to the radiator. "Right im going shopping, so dont go anywhere, Phh like you can" She left, i waited for what seemed like hours until she returned.
"Im not wearing that, or them, and especially that!"
This was my reaction when she pulled a corset, stockings, and a bra from her bag when she returned!
"Right,"She said "I have been out, bought all this with your credit card, used up my time, to buy you this sexy things, and you reject, them well your tied up so you dont have a choice!And you need to learn your lesson for sniffing panties, you little pervert!" "I didnt sniff the panties, you bitch" I yelled back agressively. "Oh you shouldnt of done that, now im definately showing Vanessas mum the pictures!" What pictures? "Now, i will release you but if you so what kick, or run trust me, the picture of you in the panties, tied up, aroused, and you will never live this down no put on your lingerie!" I was scared, petrified infact, i got up after she untied me, and i stood their! "Well? Give me the lingerie, i cant belive your making me do this!" She through the skanky lingerie at me. At first i stuggled putting on the bra so Annie helped me, and then she put on the corset, pulling them so tight, im sure my rib cage was going to colapse! Then she pulled down my panties and took the off me, throwing them in the hamper. Next was the girdle, and at first it was uncomfortable, but then it got comfier. Then annie started rolling the fishnet stockings up my hairy legs. She pulled out two massive breast forms, and squeezed them into my bra. To my horror, she then pulled out a thong. I shivered at the though of wearing it. "Im not wearing it," I said. She turned around " Oh really, but all the glue on the rest of your lingerie will have set by now so you will look silling without the thong. Glue? Set? I was horrified and attempted ripping off the lingerie, But it was stuck. It was useless but i might as well put on the thong to hide my growing penis. No use, even wearing it, it didn't do so well contained my massive dick. And i tried moving it but i winched in pain as it pulled on my many pubic hairs. The glue had set. I looked in the mirror to see, an obivous man, in slutty lingerie, i looked rediculous. I looked like a drag queen. I was looking at myself when my sight was quickly blocked by a pair of 6 inch high heeled thigh high boots. It was obvious i had to put them on, which i did, and the glue quickly set. I walked around the house, hearing the heels click, it was horrifying, I was a man, forced to wear drag,, stuggling to walked in 6 inch heeled thigh high boots. i was soo humiliated, I just stood their, in the kitchen, horrified, and the next minute, i felt something hard hit my head, and i was out cold, I awoke about an hour later to Annie, looking down at me. laughing taking millions of photos. She then shown me one, She had done my make up and it was so stupid, My lips, bright red, they looked massive and plump, my eyelishes 2 inches long, my eyebrows looked like slugs and my face was so draggy! Then above my head was a gigantic wig, that towered 2 feet above my head. And below, was a tight, tight dress that crushed my body. I looked in the mirror, and i was horrified, Normally in feminization stories the man looks into the mirror to see a women staring back, but no, for me when i looked in the mirror i saw a man in bad drag looking back. I was humiliated. The door slammed, and Annie was gone! What would she do with the pictures, would she show Vanessa? Too Late!
"Charlie, what are you wearing, are you wearing drag! I tried to rip it off but it was no use. She told me she liked it, and that she was alright with it, even though i told her i didnt like it , she denied me. The next day she used glue remover to remove eveything but couldn'nt get the boots off. We tried everything. But it was no use! I had to wear the boots for weeks even after her mum got back, Over these weeks i told her "I hate drag, im disgusted my the queers who do it, its discustin" I werent really, i support gays but i had to show her i hated it. She wasnt having it! How was i supposed to know she had a friend drag act! She got him to come over, and they both forced me to wear drag and since then i have been forced to wear drag in the privacy of mine and vanessas house, whilst she held the pictures Annie gave her and as payback for all the time i made her wear, skimpy clothing. I protested alot but it was no use. I got used to it no matter how much i hated it, To the outisde world i was a normal man, in our house, i was an drag queen who looked nothing like a girl. Out side i would wear lingerie under my clothing, and inside i would spend my time with Vanessa and Ryan ( the drag act friend) getting my nails done and walking around in 6 inch heels and short dresses. I didnt like it but i did it to protect the pictures getting out. And even now while i right this, im wearing a short leopard print dress, with thigh high 6 inch heeled boots and a bit blonde wig. Me, my wife and ryan are watching a kinky movie. Then vanessa starts jacking me off, i didnt even realise i had a boner! Then she tapes it back under my legs. Beyond my front door my drag life has never ended, and when me and vanessa got married privatley guess who was wearing the dress!
I am in my mid-twenties working in corporate sales, basically I just need to get other companies to sign contracts to get our services and we have pretty good commissions, depending on the size of our contracts.
I started giving sexual services to clients for contracts maybe last year.. Soon my sales improved so much, it was unbelievable. My impressed colleagues asked what exactly happened, but of course I didn't tell them.
If there's one thing I learned, it's looks and sex sell. I started spending more to make myself look better. Sales are good and existing clients are mostly happy with what they got. Some like blowjobs, some nastier ones take me as a slut and like to cum on my face, but most are just horny men who are bored of having sex with their wives.
Just last week, a client took me back to his office after a late discussion and drink, fucked me in a printing room before signing the deal.
I take these as little entertainment and source of excitement as my job. They make me feel wanted and I confess I love it.
This is further to my confession of; Vintage nylon babydoll nightie and peignoirs.
I was called away on the phone so had to end quickly my last vintage nightie confession..As I said I am right into these sexy vintage chiffon baby-doll silky nightie garments. I love playing with my hard cock through the layers of silky chiffon nylon while walking around and sitting down and in bed too. And this is really great thing to do, all U males out there if you have or can get a 2 layer vintage nightie,Get the nightie in and hold the top of the nightie with your right hand [get in the nude, and stand with your legs apart] then put your left hand slightly behind your left leg and hold the bottom off the nylon nightie and bring it up to your balls and hard cock then just hold the outer chiffon layer,and pull it back and forth, back and forth, the length of your hard shaft and balls, and WOW WHAT a FEELING I do this many times till I C-U-M into the chiffon BUT what I love to do is just slow down the " back and forth'" stuff and get your CUM to coat the underside and length of your shaft and balls, its a real BUZZ. AND, when you start doing this FETISH stuff, you wont want to stop doing it, at the first opportunely U have. especially if your Wife or partner has a vintage nylon [2 layers] tucked away in her nightie drawer
So go to it Guys, you"ll love it like I do and cant stop doing it from time to time or as many times as possible ..
I hope you Guys reading this FETISH have as much fun as I did writing this This includes the Admin Guy .
I do not know what to do and I feel so guilty right now. My mother passed away in 2011 and I held her in my arms when she died. After the funeral, the rumours started. Even my sister, who is now not a part of my life anymore because I cut her out, accused me of killing our mother. This was especially hard for me. And now, 8 years later, I still have to listen to those accusations. They say that I treated my mother badly and that I had hit her. I have to disagree. No, I did not! I never hit my mom, but I of course was not the picture perfect son. I made mistakes and I am very sorry for them. I do not pray as often as others might do, but I think about mom all the time. I look after my mother's grave and bring flowers regularly and when I am there I am talking to her and asking her for forgiveness for all the mistakes I made.
Do you think she can hear me?
I think I might be a murderer after all... Am I a bad person? I start to think that I am. I would like to apologize here once more for how I treated my mother some times. I was a teenager and had my own head. I asked for her forgiveness, but is that enough?
Shortly after she died she visited me in my dreams, but now everything is empty. There are only nightmares.
But I will try to get better. To get a better person.
I promise, Mom.
xx
#mom #deceased #died #mother #grave #murderer #sister #empty #lonely #confession #forgiveness #guilty #bad #person
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