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I worked with a gal she was just 19 with a killer body but very very ugly with big thick glasses. I was 28 with three kids and both my wife and I worked to supply our family. I've never had a hard time attracting woman and had been married to this drop dead gorgeous blond for 8 years. I never wanted to hurt her I loved her very much and we had alot going for us. Andrea got around because she out right told me one day she was very horny and she used her body to get any man in her bed. She always flirted with me and I don't understand why but my dick wanted her. One night we worked late and she stayed over to help and she was all over me talking tinkling and just flirting. I didn't want anybody to know but I asked her if she wanted to go out after work, were talking 1 Am. It was not unusual for me to work all night because orders had to be filled. We went to McDonalds and alone we got talking about cable TV which I told her I didn't have wish I could. She was telling me she had it and invited me over to see. I accepted. When we got to her small and I mean small apartment she had three rooms, kitchen, bathroom and living room. Her bed was a mattress in which she picked during the day on the floor. She turned on the TV for me and started to look at her mail. I sat on the couch with her and before long was kissing. She told me she always wanted to see my dick so I pulled it out and she started to give me a blowjob. After about 5 minutes she stood up and pulled her jeans and panties down. My wife doesn't shave and now I was looking at a shaved teenage pussy. She laid back and I started eating her out. After a short while she sat up grabbed my hand and we put down the mattress. I noticed she had taken off her top and I was at awe, so much smaller than my wife with little nipples. We laid down and I started to suck her nipples and drove her crazy. Than she laid back legs spread and I entered her unprotected. It felt awesome, she kept telling me I was hers and she needed a man in her bed every night. She came very hard many times until I shot my load in her. Instantly gilt came on me and I wanted out now.. She grabbed me and begged for me to stay crying. I soon left and went to a truck stop to wash and went home it was now 5 am and crawled in bed with my wife. It never happened again but I still do see her from time to time.
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I confess to being a cocaine addict, among other things that I want to confess about. This is a long story and I will keep it as short as possible. It all started when I was in middle school, just as I was finishing 8th grade, i had reached a point in my life where I had become aware of how alone I was. I was being bullied my whole life in high school but only when I turned 14 did the loneliness begin to really hit me. I wanted to fit in with everyone so badly that I was willing to do anything. Once, I saw a group of popular kids doing drugs in the bathroom stall and they caught me looking at them. I asked if I could join and they didn't believe that a girl like me would even dare to do drug with them and thats when the insecure little girl inside me forced me to put aside all rationality and I just went for it. Since that day I have been battling addiction, depression and anxiety. I have to spend the rest of my life popping pills for my withdrawal symptoms and depression and I have to work my ass off to get my self-esteem back on track all for a second of impulsivity. Till today, I would say that i regret no thinking of the consequences. I regret not thinking of myself or my family before jumping into the trap. More than anything, I want to go back to the day and get the last 6 years of my life back...
I get off thinking about my ex boyfriend. We kind of "hate" each other and I know this is wrong. The worst part is, I get turned on by the thought of his calves. But it's not my fault he's so damn hot :\
I grew up being told not to let anyone touch my body except my husband after marriage. That meant nothing sexual. My ex-boyfriend and I were driving somewhere and his hand was on my thigh. He slipped his hand higher just to see what I would do. It was making me realize horny. I let his finger graze my private spot. He then started touching me on the outside of my clothes. We went to find a place to park and we started making out. Eventually I let his hand go under my clothes. And I started touching his private place too. It got hot and heavy. I told him we had to stop or it would go to far. He told his parents and we broke up because they didn’t like it. I never used to do things like that but I find myself in situations similar to that one. I only told 1-2 people but I can’t bring myself to tell my parents or religious leader. I feel like I do need to tell my religious leader so I can be worthy again.
I have a girlfriend and it’s the first one I’ve ever had. We got together a year ago and sometimes I feel like she is a good lifelong partner. But I always wish I could’ve dated cute girls and went on dates and showed girls to my parents. I never got that experience. And when I see cute girls in public I imagine myself dating them. Just today my brothers girlfriend had her friend over and her friend was kinda cute and I wanted to flirt with her. It sucks because I know Im a good looking guy and to be tied down at 20 stresses me out.
#love #relationship #admit #guilt #truth
I’ve been thinking about my sexuality for some time, I downloaded Grindr and met up with some guy and Got my first blowjob by a guy and then I didn’t like it so I know what my sexuality is now
I'm 53, male, and married now for nearly 30 years. No children.
I grew up in a strict religious home. Sex was reserved for married people and I still believe this to this day. I had in my teens what I would consider with my limited experience, a normal libido. Erections with the slightest stimulation: vibration of the school bus, brushing up against a girl, bikini clad tv characters, and all manner of stimulus, and I would have a raging hardon. By 13 or 14, I can't remember, I started masturbating in the shower initially. It gradually increased in frequency all through my teens and early 20s until I finally got married at 23. We were both virgins and very naive. I knew before I married my wife that she had been physically and emotionally abused by her step father who, by the way, was only 12 years older than her. He never raped her, but fondled her breasts and made advances towards her. He even bored a hole through the bathroom wall to spy on her and her sisters. When they discovered the peep hole, they plugged it as best they could and told their mother, but if fell on deaf ears. She couldn't believe he would do such a thing. He did worse to the other 2 girls than my wife, but apparently she was affected more than her sisters.
After we were married for a year, what little sex there was in the marriage ended abruptly. Penetration became painful for her and after many doctors visits, the diagnosis was vulvar vestibulitis. We tried all manner of "cures" for years. Spent thousands of dollars on attempts to "fix" her problems. To no avail. I gradually returned to my old habits and eventually added porn to the addiction. Work, public restrooms, driving down the road in my car, were all opportunities to jackoff. She didn't work much, just the odd part-time job here and there, so I had little to no time at home alone, so I masturbated whenever I had the opportunity.
Over the years, I had a couple opportunities to be unfaithful with other women. About 5 years into our marriage my wife was out of town for about 3 months taking care of her grandfather. Her younger sister and her daughter were moving across several states. Their route took them through our area, so they decided to stop at my house and stay the night before continuing their move. My grandmother lived next door to me, so I stayed with her while my sister-in-law and her daughter stayed at my house. This was all with my wife's knowledge. I had the perfect opportunity to have sex with her and no one would have known. After she left, I masturbated what felt like non-stop for days thinking of her. She has the best looking ass of the 3 sisters. She's also the only physically fit of the 3. How I wanted to fuck the hell out of her before she left. As she was backing out of the drive to leave, I noticed she left something in the bedroom. Some piece of clothing or something. I ran outside and flagged her down. When I handed her the object, whatever it was, she had a somewhat puzzled look on her face. Did she want me to invite her back inside? I don't know, but I had my suspicions. She told my wife years later that I was a better man than my wife knew. We both looked at each other and had that look of acknowledgement. During the same time period, my aunt, who lived across the road from me took in a renter. She was gorgeous! Auburn hair, killer body, beautiful face and wild as they come. I never made a move. Next came my wife's best friend. This was the closest I ever came to cheating physically. She moved in with us, but we were very careful about never being together without my wife around. I came home once to find my wife gone and her friend was laying out in the sun right outside my bedroom window. I watched her from the window and jacked off, more than once, don't remember. To this day, I still think she chose that spot intentionally to tease me. She fained a muscle cramp once to try to get me to give her a massage. I resisted. I watched her drive out of our driveway when she left later that same day only to see here angrily cussing and shaking her head. She eventually got married and moved out. I traveled for work for about a decade. Never took advantage of the opportunity. Always looking, but never touched another woman. I just never got up the courage to cross the line.
When my wife turned 43, a "miracle" happened. Her pain went away and we enjoyed about 5 years of what I believe was a normal sex life. We had intercourse 3 or 4 sometimes more times a week. Then just as quickly as it came, it went away. The pain was back and then she had a nervous breakdown. Can't work, won't leave the house except for doctors visits, sits on the couch and watches tv and plays video games. She's 52.
Should I have left 25 years ago? Sometimes I think so. I went right back to jacking off and the porn obsession has gotten worse. It takes more and more deviant videos to get me off. How I wish I could go back in time. Would I still marry this woman? I really don't know. I just feel worthless, angry, frustrated, and hopeless. I feel as though my life has been a waste as far as my marriage goes. Neither one of us is happy, but it's not for lack of trying. I hope one day this all ends up being worthwhile.
#frustrated #horney #regret #guilty #conscience #sisterinlaw #bestfriend
My neighbor and I were sipping wine and chatting. I was telling her this and that about my marriage and how my husband leaves me unsatisfied. Next thing I know she was kissing me. It ended with me having my first experience with another girl. Now I am sorting things out. I was so horny and totally lost control. I confess.
#guilt #sex #girlgirl #lesbian #horny #husband #neighbor #69 #kiss #first
I was sleeping at my friends house and because his much younger sister was at her friends I was able to sleep in her room. After me and my friend were done hanging out in his room and decided to go to bed I went to his sisters room. Even though his sister is younger than me she is still good looking. I went to her dirty clothes hamper and grabbed some socks. I had one to my face and one I used to masturbate with. I just smelled her dirty feet and I had cum in the sock. I felt guilty after and I put the socks back with her dirty clothes. It felt really good but also I felt weird after knowing what I did. I was thinking of her while masturbating as well. Then when I left before I went I grabbed her dirty underwear and just licked and smelled them, then I put them back.
I met my current girlfriend on a dating site. She's attractive but not amazing, however, she has a truly sweet personality.
While I was on the site I saw the profile of a girl who was my idea of perfection. I'd messaged her but never got a reply.
Today, I was out shopping with my girlfriend and I saw that girl from the dating site. She looked so beautiful I felt like crying, I couldn't take my eyes off her.
I know my girlfriend is great and I'd recently decided I was in love with her but now all I can think about is the perfect girl I saw today, I will dream of being with her and feel really guilty about it
I sat at the back of the auditorium at my school during a play and fucked myself. I dont know what came over me but i couldnt stop and almost got caught, i wasnt masturbating to my classmates i was just really horny.
#school #play #exibitionism #caught #guilt
I love my girlfriend with everything that I have and will do anything for her. She's one the best parts of my life, but her drinking is her default to life's stresses. I wish it wasn't because she changes into someone I don't recognize when she drinks. She's says hurtful things to me and gives me anxiety by how reckless she becomes. Tonight I woke up in the middle of the night only to feel my back and legs wet, she had pissed herself in the bed. I wish she didn't drink so much when things get stressful because I love her, I just don't love drunk her.
I am in a serious relationship for two years and recently ı started to fancy someone else. I love my partner with my whole heart and ı dont want to end or damage my relationship with him. But ı cant seem to stop looking at my friend differently. We are not so close but we started to spend more time together recently. I feel so happy around him. He makes me laugh. He is not my type but there is something different about him. I told my friends about how I feel and they guessed who ı was talking about before ı even told them. They said that he acts close to me as well. They said that he sometimes flirts with me. I felt that before too but I wasnt quite sure. But he acts so cold to me sometimes and then comes and flirts with me. I feel so guilty for liking him. I told my boyfriend that ı liked being around him as a friend. But I know it is a little more than that. I dont know what to do. And also he has a girlfriend too. I cant stop thinking about him. He acts like he feels the same about me but then he acts like he doesnt know me. I am clear that ı dont want to risk my relationship but I cant seem to Shake this feeling of me.
I hate myself. I have sent the picture right away and I can't cry my heart out. I wonder if I'll ever be able to withstand my own reflection. Don't forgive me because I'm not worth it.
I know my girl is being very dishonest with me because nothing adds up and there is so many far feched excuse but I don't know exactly what she is covering. I don't want lies to make our relationship Fall apart from the extended time of lies I don't know if I can forgive her. how do I get the truth out? I have tried having the most serious and adult understanding conversation with her because we both said we really want to grow old together we have 4 kids together but I have this trust issue only because I really love her and want to be sure we are not wasting time by living lies. I have some proof of her guilt but no confession so it's complicated. What should I do?
I’m only doing this because I feel guilty but I’m..quite young and my friends brought vapes into school and we all just went to the toilets and vaped but I’m really regretting it I feel like a total twat and I don’t know what to do about it it was 0% nicotine/tar by the way and I just really need someone to help me but all the friends I tell just say that people will do it at some point but I feel like such a disappointment if anybody has ANY advice for me I’d really appreciate it
I feel guilty about losing weight. I am beginning to skip meals more than just sometimes. My best friend struggles with her body image, I do too. Before I started to change my lifestyle to get the body I strive for, she would tell me that she would die to look like me. She wants to look like me... I don't even want to look at myself, I don't know why anyone would want my ugly body. Now that I have lost weight she just wants to look like me more. She doesn't copy me or anything she just wants my body. When I occasionally talk about how I struggle with the way I see myself she denies my insecurities and says I'm not fat. I feel like when I talk about how I don't like my body, she may take it as I don't like hers either because she is bigger than I am. Which is in no way true. It feels like its unfair on her half.
(bad spelling in this, prob won't make sense. I just needed to rant)
I accidentally gave my cat the wrong pill, she is now drugged up and may have liver problems. I feel like I've made an innocent creature go through grief for nothing, it kills me that there's nothing I can do now.
I have been doing a lot of stupid things for the past 2 months and here's a breakdown of the major ones:
~ I have been cheating on my boyfriend of 4 years
~ The guy I have been cheating on him with doesn't know I have a boyfriend
~ Again the guy I have been cheating on him with is almost 10 years older than me (I'm 21) and my parents would be furious (I think)
~ I can't bring myself to tell either of them nor get myself to choose (BF provides the love and comfort that I need while the other guy provides the adventure and thrill of a relationship. He also satisfies my sexual needs in ways that I did not know I have.
~ I feel guilty for keeping all of these in the dark, but at the same time I do enjoy it
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
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