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I don't know what God wants. I should have died. God seemed to pull me back from death. My body just shut down.
Now what? I have no home. My ex-wife can't decide if she wants me. All my kids have gone from well behaved honor students to being depressed & struggling at everything. Same for my ex. Yet they don't seem to want me back. I just sit alone in a room day after day in the dark. When this runs out i have no next place to go. I'm disabled. My med bills are more than i make. I live on bread and water mostly. I can't even fix my old car. Its like my life has ended but God saved me from death. No; didnt try it. I live in unclean plsces. Had transplant. Keep getting infections.
I have a purpose. But they can't see it. I'm growing so weak from infections. I can't afford a hospital again. The next time will probsbly be the last. So weird. I just keep living. I'm like a stain on a carpet. No one wants it. Its just there.
I told a sweet person she needed to exercise & lose weight. Then I told her to find someone else. Why? She claimed to be someone from my past. She didn’t realize I had known the person she was pretending to be. The person from my past was very kind & had been hurt. I thought a lot of her & didn’t like someone posing as her. However; this person i couldn’t see in the chatroom was a very sweet person too, & also hurting. I tried to set aside my pain from my own broken heart, to help her. But then her friends didn’t like my advice & put me out of the room. I wish I could undo the mean things I said. I did not care about her weight. I just didn’t like her pretending to be someone I knew. Does that make sense? This person from my past was a very good person. I tried to help her before my life nearly ended. So it was odd to have someone posing as her. Plus she caught me at my worst, & then I experienced a health scare. But I feel so bad.
I’m also heart broken because I had a wonderful woman, but I hurt her. God gave me a wonderful person, & I broke her heart. Then I turned around & hurt someone else who was nothing but kind to me. I seem to keep hurting people. But I don’t mean too. I’m just overwhelmed. My heart is broke. Im lost. Now a big moment is coming in my life. So I’m trying to make my peace just in case. Hopefully I come out the other side. But if I don’t I at least tried to make things right. If your a person who thinks your overweight or not beautiful. Quit thinking that way. These are labels society put on us. People used to tell me they wished they looked like me. Well I paid a heavy price to look like this. So no ones appearance is perfect. That lady I met about 11 years ago was beautiful. She just couldn’t see herself the way I did. My ex was the same way. She also couldn’t see herself the way I did. Sadly. I couldn’t be the man she deserved. I let everyone who cares about me down. I am sorry for all the pain I caused others. A lady tried to flirt with me the other day. No way. I’ve already left a trail of broken hearts. I wish I could set those right. But I’m not going to hurt someone else. I’ve did enough harm. I don’t want to hurt sweet people I care about.
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.
This confession is for my parents.
Last year I gave an entrance exam, ie IIT JEE. I prepared well for it and was confident that I will crack it. But at the time of examination, I got blank! I just baffled. I didn't knew what to do. After some time, I got relaxed and just marked most of the answers randomly. I was disdained by my performance. I was not sure about my result. I felt gawky.
But when I saw my result, it was unforeseen, an illusion. I got AIR 2466. I was amazed! My luck was with me.
Today my parents are proud of me, I'm in IIT Delhi. I work hard. But sometimes I feel obnoxious that it was a mere luck, not my hard work. I always want to tell my parents about that situation, but never get enough courage. Just because my basics are crystal clear, I co-op up with my studies.
I feel bad and happy at the same time.
My name is Melanie. When I was 13 years old, my dad took me and my siblings to a mountain village in Wyoming for the summer. He owned a condo there, and that summer I developed a crush on a teen boy who also was in the village for the summer. One day, the boy and I happened to cross paths in a parking lot next to the garage under his family's condo. He told me he wanted to show me something, so I followed him into the garage and all the way to the back corner where a door led to a small empty room. We entered the room, and he asked me if I wanted to make out. I nodded yes, and he closed and locked the door. We started to kiss and I felt his hand slide up the inside front of my t-shirt, his fingers slipping through my bra to my left nipple. To make things easier for him, I took off my shirt and bra, but then he asked me to keep going and to take off my sneakers, shorts, and panties, too. I said OK, but only if he promised not to do anything that would risk getting me pregnant. He agreed, and I stripped myself nude. He got on his knees and began to lick my clit and my pussy. It felt amazing, and I started to moan. Then, he stood up and asked me if I trusted him enough to go along with whatever he wanted to do. I was feeling excited and horny, and I impulsively said yes. He told me to get down on my hands and knees, so I did. Then, he took off his shorts and underpants, straddled my hips, and lowered his cock between my thighs. He had a huge erect cock. I felt the tip of it placed against my anus, and I felt his hands grab my hips. The next thing I knew, his cock was sliding into my asshole. I was surprised, but I was excited, and his cock felt so warm. It started to hurt as it stretched my sphincter muscles wide, but I bit my lip, and as his cock penetrated deeper into my rectum, he began to rock his shaft back and forth, and I began to moan with each thrust. The truth is that I was moaning from pain, but I didn't want him to know, and as I moaned with each thrust, I whispered "Yes" or "Fuck my ass harder" so he thought my moans were from pleasure. That turned him on even more, and he began to thrust his cock deeper and harder into my rectum. I was not only moaning louder with each thrust, but my thighs were shaking, and I could feel my whole body glistening with perspiration as I endured the burning pain of each anal stroke, reaming out my ass. He had tons of energy, and he must have been thrusting into my asshole at a rate of 120 thrusts per minute. This went on non-stop for half an hour, so he must have pounded my virgin rectum about 3,600 times. It hurt a lot, but it also started to feel good about half-way through. And he was loving it. He moaned with pleasure at every thrust. Finally, he delivered a massive load of cum deep inside of my ass, and then we both collapsed to the floor, his erect cock still lodged deep inside of my ass. We were both breathing heavily and sweating, and his cock felt so warm inside my rectum. My pussy felt wet, too. Any way, that was my first anal sex ever. And I never had a chance to be with that boy again before the summer ended. But I am now married and 31 years old, and my husband and I have anal sex regularly, like eight or nine times a month.
i admit that i always pee in the public swimming pool or in lakes because i either think the public toilets are really disgusting or because i just dont want to go that far
The cheating on my wife isn't really the worst of it. Last night I made out and then had my best friends fiancé (I am their best man) suck my dick. I think I'm a pretty bad person right now....
I am a 13 year old girl who plays video games. Obviously, in the video games I play, there is nothing but older guys. Typically 16-30. I never give out my age, due to creepy old people, or because nobody wants to talk to a 13 year old "little girl". Since I don't tell anyone my age, the guys start to like me and I have about 10 guys I talk to on a daily basis but it's mainly just talking and occasional flirting. I am mentally, physically, and especially sexually attracted to older men. so I have had feelings for every one of them at one time. I've sent nudes to one of them, the other says he loves me and he wants to meet me and he would kiss me. (Keep in mind that I met every single one of these guys online) I told another guy that I liked him and he didn't say it back but he acts like it so I think he's leading me on and I want to stop contacting him but I just can't. I have almost every one of these guys chasing after me. I know it's wrong and I could get them thrown in jail for it but it's my addiction and I can't help it.
When I was 16 I really fancied my older sisters friend. Let's call her J. She wasn't super hot but she was rumoured to be an absolute slut. In August after my exams me and a friend were going to a music festival that my sister and J were also attending. We were all going down in my sister's car. The night before we all stayed at our house. I'd had a couple of drinks and was super excited about the trip. When everyone was heading to bed I formed a simple plan to show I my cock. I thought if she saw it she might fuck me at the festival. It was a very simple plan I sleep in boxers so when my sister went out of her room I'd go in with my cock hanging out at the front and pretend I needed to get a book. If she said anything I'd act embarrassed and put it away. My chance came and in I went with my clock on display. J was sleeping on the floor on a mattress so had to see my cock. She did and told me it was out I said sorry and popped it back in my boxers which was difficult as it quickly got hard as she looked at it. I went and grabbed a book then totally went for it. I went and crouched down near J' s face with my legs apart. I pretended to be apologising for my mistake but my hard cock popped out of the gap and was on display again. She smiled said "No problem little guy." Reached out gave my cock one stroke and put it away in my shorts and told me to "go to to bed teeny weeny". I returned to my room and stroked my 4 inch cock till I came in about 10 seconds. My plan failed but J was a slut she fucked my mate at the festival. She called me little guy every time she saw me from then on..
even death will not tame my sister rose marys violence and evil and if you see for yourself how many times she makes the whole team fall down you see what a weak leader she is and how gutless and over sexed she is. nothing will tame the evil demonism of my violent sister and her violence towards men and others. and you will always come off worse for wear with my sister rose mary. just wait and see. better then you have come down due to her. so see it as a warning and run while you can.
I'd like to admit I' dum. I won't pass my finals I'm sure but I don't care.
#dumb #finals #care #school #confession
I used to be obessed with my crush in 7th grade and then he movied and unfollowed me from instagram..
I Just seem to have the worst Social Issues ever no matter who tries to be my friend I end up hating their guts in the end. Maybe it has to do with trust issues that I just refuse to let go of, bad choices I made in my life, bad crowds I hung around with, but the problem is my friends say they really care about me yet I really hate them because they care about me. I know it sounds fucked up but it's just that I became friends with these guys over common interest, we used to text eachother every day and would do skype calls but then one day is when my metamorphosis began.
I grew jealous and angry after my friends started playing some stupid game and asked me to join I flat out refused despite them bugging me to play it with them, then I would ignore them when they would go to call me on skype, then they would ask why I wouldn't join them, I wouldn't answer, they were on facebook talking all the time and I refused to join them no matter how they kept bugging me to join even wanting me to play a game with them so I chose to avoid them.
Time after Time I began avoiding them whenever they wanted me to game with them, hang out, or to just talk, it later escalated with me yelling at them, getting angry at them, this one friend I have is a sweet kind hearted person and I treated him like shit, he wanted to talk with me and hang out but I just flat out treated him like shit, I would force them to remove me from tagged posts on facebook, in face i've even threatened them and called them a loser.
But where things really went downhill was when we made plans the whole weekednd to hangout and as usual I got cold feet and lied about not feeling good when in reality I wanted to but the thing is I was so pissed off at them and it was all because that retard had to go and make some tribute post with me in it, that really made my blood boil, it sickens me when they do these nice things for me, tagging me in stuff, making tribute posts, I swear I wish these fucking losers would all die in a car accident.
Then for some reason I joined but retard's pc crashed in the middle of the shitty game they ply and I was happy but then he's like "Dude you know what, it's obvious you hate us so we're not going to talk to you for a while." Ever since then we barely walk to each other anymore, I am starting to regret all of my actions, the way I treated my friends, getting angry at them for no reason, hating them, and wishing bodily harm on them, i'm such a disgusting person all I want is to make things right but sadly I feel like the damage has already been done.
I did however try to be a better friend and make up for my mistakes but sadly they began acting like assholes to me and made life hard for me. They would intentionally try to leave me out of shit on purpose and always had the "sorry we forgot about you" excuse or "We didn't have time." Bullshit then they always say it was a mistake or blame it on their computers why messages never got sent; seriously how many more fucking excuses are you going to give me. Not to mention his constant habit of breaking promises every single time he makes them; he promises to do something, he promises to hang out and guess what all he does is break promises and then when I asked what happened, he takes his fucking depression out on me for no reason and gets moody with me and then says "Life's not fair, woe is me, leave me alone." I didn't do a goddamn thing to you and you decide to take your problems out on me all because you want to act like a selfish spoiled little baby and have a woe is me attitude with me.
Then you apologize to me and say you wasn't feeling good, well guess what when I got mad at you, you decide you can't take it and then when I tell you about how much of an asshole you acted like, you get all defensive about it and have the nerve to think we should forget about it, how about you fucking take some ownership of your own problems and learn to control them and maybe we can move on but no and guess what they keep happening all the time.
Then when he blocked me after I tried to say hi and he gets all pissed off at me saying I was spamming him I decided I had enough and then after I told him how pissed off I was at him; he threatened to take legal action me claiming I was abusing him; are you out of your goddamn mind; number one you were the one who decided to take your bad day and depression out on me and I was sick of it and then you go and play victim saying I was abusing you.
You know what if that's how you are going to act then you know what you don't deserve any friends at all if you can't take any criticism and want to play victim and act like the world has something against you; you seriously need some goddamn counselling because you are obviously troubled and you take your troubles out on those who try to be good to you; you really need help, badly because you may end up taking it out on the wrong person and they would beat the shit out of you, and you really need your ass beat for how much of an asshole you've been acting, not to mention just a few days before, he gotten his videos he worked on taken down unfairly by youtube and when I showed my support to him, he embraced it, but then days later he would go and take his fucking mood swings out on me.
Worst of all, after we made up and he said he would start acting like a true friend again, he clearly couldn't keep his promise at all, as he would duck my messages on purpose, then say he is still upset over this long message I sent that I would never have said to him if he hadn't pissed me off that day. Oh my god, get the fuck over it already, Jesus Fucking Christ get this retard some help, not to mention I gave him a shoutout and he blatantly ignored me and when I told him about it he said I ruined his day; no dumbass you ruined my day all because I was trying to tell you to correct your mistake and what do you do, you get defensive and instead of correcting that mistake you instead act like an asshole.
Not to mention you promised to do something for my birthday and what did you do; not a goddamn thing, all you care more about is your audience on Youtube which is about 80 subscribers rather than tell your friend Happy Birthday and do something for them and be a good friend to them, but no you fucked that up, and why should I be friends with you anymore if you are going to ruin my birthday and break a promise; dude you really made me mad, so mad I really want to beat the fuck out of you, because there's only so much anyone can take. I remember one time you said you haven't acted like a good friend and acted like a dick and yet you continue to act like one and make me feel bad and make everything seem like my fault and the fact that he's to spineless to accept his own mistakes and correct them really makes me want to break his fucking neck.
then after we made up one last time, you promised to make a better effort and at first you made me believe you was going to change but nope you just can't and won't do it, you continue to duck my messages, show any support, get moody, defensive, caring more about your views on youtube then your friends, called me a sore loser when we gamed and then worst blocked me all because you think I get mad at you all the time, no dipshit I wouldn't get so mad at you all the time if you stopped taking your depression and mood swings out on me, kept your promises since you clearly can't keep one if it saved your life, owning up to your mistakes, and stop playing the victim all the time; you obviously have a problem with me and have had a problem with me and you are too much of a goddamn pussy to admit that you do; so you know what have a miserable life, you obviously don't want me in your's and I sure as hell no longer want you in mine and you know what since you think friends grow apart, then I hope you lose every single friend you have in your life because you have a problem with me and clearly don't want to be around me, and I hope somebody does the same to you like you've done to me, and don't you dare beg for my forgiveness because i've cut all ties with you, and lastly, I really do hope you fail at everything you do in your life because you never keep your promises, you get defensive over your own bullshit, you refuse to let go of shit and expect me to do the same when clearly you refuse to, you play victim all the time, you never compromise, you never show any commitment, you care more about your views on youtube than doing stuff with your friends, you never show your friends any support when they ask you for help, and anytime you say you'll change you never do so for those reasons I hope you fail in life and that karma will hit you and then make you see everything you have done wrong, so fuck you loser.
I am going out of my mind trying to find anyone interested in keeping me in a strong, rubber-lined bag, for long periods of time. Age, gender, appearance, unimportant - they need only to be dominant, sadistic, cruel, merciless, and preferably very horny! There is a small zippered opening at my mouth, for fellatio, and another one lower down where my goodies can be pulled outside and snugged round the roots. Willing and able to give virtually unlimited fellatio, and open to cbt, milking, orgasm denial or delay, rape, you name it! Group, couple, single, TV, Cross-dresser, whatever. The longest I have been confined so far is a 3-day weekend, but I think my limits are probably higher than that, with the right person(s) You would think SOMEONE would realize the possibilities/opportunities in a situation like this, but so far no takers! Help!!
I am a 30 something married woman, outwardly happy with my lot, I am happy with my husband of 10 years, so far no kiddies, but not for the want of trying, lately I have been having a re occurring dream, not every night or sometimes during the day, but about 4 times a week and it has left me wondering why I have this dream.
It all started of quite innocently, I was in bed one morning and I was watching an old black and white film, can't remember the title, there was no nudity or sex, but it struck a chord with me. I drifted off to sleep and I had the strangest dream and I woke in a sweat and almost sobbing when I woke.
I can vividly remember that I was married and living in a darker place however at first I did not realise that it was my real husband as I was married to someone else and I was waiting at the front door for my husband in my dream to return home and I was dressed in the style that would have been the fashion during the 1940's.
I was waiting for my husband at the front door of our terraced house, when he arrived it was a complete stranger, although in my dream it was my husband so acted as I knew him.
I had dinner prepared and we ate, all the time he was running his hand up and down my legs feeling for my stocking tops. This of course was turning me on.
After dinner we cleared up and I was about to slip out to the shops when he stopped me and he just told me to strip, I was taken aback
but as a dutiful housewife I did, off came my dress and slip, so I was standing in my bra, knickers, suspender belt and nylon stockings, which I had never worn in reality ever, I must admit when I saw my reflection in the mirror in out sitting room I did look very sexy, although I remember I was also feeling vulnerable, my husband assisted to remove the rest of my clothing until I was nude. He made me suck his cock until he was big and hard and all the time he was trying to fondle my large free swinging breasts.
He told me to lie on the floor and he stripped and got on top of me and fucked me, I closed my eyes as if some sub conscious thought told me this was wrong and it was not my husband and I didn't want to look into his eyes when he or I climaxed. I can't remember anymore, as I always wake up before either of us climax in my dreams?
This is leaving me in a sweat when I wake, I am at a loss as to why I should be dreaming I am a married wife from the 1940's and dressed accordingly
I have lusted through the act of masturbation, I have judged others, I have envied others, and I have wished bad upon other people.
I just developed a crush and I usually cling on to them hard af and that's what happened this week , I ended up founding out that we are actually related
....shes my cousin and honestly I still cant get her out of my head . Idk what to do *signs*
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