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I always have to interfere in problems of others, not because I wanna help them but because I wanna know everything about them. I am just too damn curious. Most of the times those problems are total bullshit and I have difficulties trying to sound caring but I NEED TO KNOW everything.
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.
This is a really long story but it’ll try to make it short, last year I started dating this guys best friend, let’s call this guy brad. So brad started spreading rumors about me since me and my boyfriend started dating and he bullied me everyday and got other people to do it too, he’s sexually and physically assaulted me and now he goes to a different hs but he still continues to talk about me and it’s been reported to his school but nothing has been done. How
do I get him to stop? 😭
I’ve been in therapy my whole life and I just wanna end all this pain and suffering. It’s so hard to get going and continue to live day by day by day.
I just can’t deal with all of this anymore.
I really just wanna end it all - i’m so done with everything
When I was 15, I got asked to be in my cousin’s wedding—my first time as a bridesmaid. Our tea-length bridesmaid dresses had a low, scoop neckline that wasn’t especially revealing on the three older, smaller-chested bridesmaids who barely had any cleavage but, on me, it bared my rather big and blindingly white boobs to anyone who cared to look—which lots of guys did, and I could do nothing about. (Mom had bought me a pretty lace push-up bra and panty set for the occasion.)
The groomsman I was paired with to escort me down the church aisle was 30, big-muscled and really good looking. My boyfriend (16) and my parents were also at the wedding, but my groomsman kept checking me out anyway, especially my embarrassingly jiggly boobs, and it made me feel both self-conscious and kind of sexy.
After the reception dinner, my boyfriend (who didn't really know anyone) wanted to ditch the wedding stuff and use the hotel pool, but I was obligated to stay, where I danced and flirted with my muscly groomsman, pressing my rather exposed boobs against his chest during the slow dances and feeling his reaction as he got hard down there, grinding me a couple times. I got served champagne by waiters fooled by my boobs and bridesmaid attire into thinking I was 21, and ended up a little tipsy. My new friend amused himself by slipping cold ice cubes from his whiskey down my cleavage when no one was looking, then snuck me up the elevator to his room where we got naked and into his bed, ready to get to know each other better.
I thought we might have a quickie, but he took his sweet time with me. Pinned underneath him and probably half his weight, I wasn’t going anywhere, though I worried my absence at the reception would soon get noticed. He feasted on my boobs like he hadn’t just had dinner, then fucked me for well over an hour without using any protection. I had always made my boyfriend wear a condom, but had to admit it felt damned good and more intimate without that artificial barrier between us. His big-chested, broad-shouldered physique and all those rippling muscles were a refreshing change from my boyfriend’s slim build, and his reproductive equipment was a lot bigger and thicker, too. He went deep into me, filling me up, and I climaxed with him right away.
He kept going, and it was fun and intense and I got a few more orgasms out of the deal, and then he worked up to a strong, sweaty finish and finally came inside me just as I was coming, too. I felt him throbbing, then the weird, wild sensation of him shooting semen into me without a condom—it felt intimate—and I was glad I’d made him come, and that we came together. Sharing an orgasm with him made me feel like we were bonded, and we stayed in bed, kissing and squeezing each other. He got hard and wanted to fuck me again, but I feared I might already be in trouble, so I slipped my sweaty bod out from under him and gathered my dress and underthings and put myself back together, fighting him off all the while as he kept pulling me toward the bed.
Back in my dress and downstairs at the reception, I rejoined my mom and my aunt who, noticing my damp, messy hair and sweat-soaked boobs, asked if I was having a good time, figuring I must have been doing a lot of dancing. My timing was perfect as my boyfriend had just returned when the pool closed for the night. I felt naughty and kind of sexy knowing I had this guy’s sperm still swimming inside me, some of it leaking out and running down my thigh, though nobody noticed.
I worried a little that my boyfriend would somehow find out, and worried a whole lot more when I missed my next period, got a test and found myself pregnant. But I was a lucky girl and miscarried a few weeks later, and my parents and boyfriend never knew a thing! I never told anyone (until now), and still fondly remember my hookup with the hot groomsman on that wild wedding night seven years ago.
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
My wife of 14 years is a fat cow. She's about 5ft. 6in, weighs about 220lbs. She has F cup tits and a big, loose, hairy pussy. I force her to do sex things she doesn't want because she turned so fat and ugly. When she was young and hot I did anything she wanted, now it's her turn. When she disobeys me I make her take her punishment. She must put her hands behind her back and lean over at the waist. I then punch her tits from side to side really hard, full force with my fists. They get bruised and I usually end by fucking her from behind.
I have now bought an old cow milker, and hook up her udders to it and make her get milked by the machine for 30 minutes every day. Her nipples have gotten huge, her clit is next.
I want to fuck a blue-skinned woman.
Very strange I know and I don't know why but there is just something about them. This is what happens when you are locked away in your room, left to play Halo, Mass effect and Overwatch games.
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I'd really love to get a blue penguin. I even would clear my fridge out to make some space for him.
So, freshman year in high school I had my first boyfriend (I am female). We had dated before during the summer but it hadn't worked out. I never stopped having feelings for him, and I got some friends to talk him into asking me out. We were at one of my friends birthday parties, and she told him that he should date me. He laid on my chest while we played "never have I ever" and he was heavier than me, so I wasn't super comfortable but I loved being with him so I didn't say anything. After that we played truth or dare, and some friends dared us to play "seven minutes in heaven. We got to the closet and there was memory foam in it so it was very comfortable. That night we stayed in that closet for nearly two hours, simply laying with each other. He asked me out and I said yes. Shortly after he did, he kissed me and used tongue. We laid together for a bit longer and he started groping me. It felt nice, and he told me I have very nice boobs (32 D). After that we tried to fall asleep together, and he used my tit as a pillow. But the friends came in at about 2 or 3 am and told us we had to sleep in separate rooms. People thought we were fucking. A few days later there was a soccer game, it was raining and our friends encouraged us to go behind the school and make out. So we did, after talking for a while he kissed me. He groped my ass and tits. We both do cross country, so the following week on the bus home from a cross country meet (it was pretty late, and winter so it was dark) he put his hand on my leg and kept sliding it up until he was touching my vagina through my jeans. He also had his arm around me and was trying to grope me. I whispered to him that it probably wouldn't work because I was wearing jeans, and he stopped. I leaned on him and we stayed like that, his arm around me and my hand on his leg. I decided that I wanted to him to keep going, and his hand was on top of mine (the one on his leg) so I took that hand and put it near my breast. He didn't seem to get it so I put it right on it so that he would touch it. He groped it and used his hand to draw circles around my nipple. Then we started to approach our school so he stopped, and we got off the bus and parted ways. Flash forward to Thursday of that week. We had a cross country practice and after practice, I changed and we went in the back of the school, behind a shed. We started kissing, and he was groping my ass and tits. After a moment he started rubbing his hand on my pussy, through my pants. Then he slipped his hand down my pants, and started rubbing on it through my panties, but they had slipped to the side. He then moved them fully and rubbed around. Then he put his hand farther down, and slipped his finger into my vagina. His hands are bigger than mine so it hurt a bit when he first put it in, but then after I got used to it I started moving my hips against his movements. He didn't know what he was doing, so he kept taking his finger out and trying to rub my clit (which he didn't find). Then he would put it back in and just sort of jam it in and out. It wasn't too bad, probably because it was a brand new thing for me. While this was happening he tried to get his hand under my bra, and ended up just moving it to the side so he could feel my breasts without it in the way. He was gentle at first but then started getting a little rough. He stopped fingering me and lifted up my shirt, and then started kissing(maybe licking??) my chest, and massaging my breasts. He tried to unclip my bra, and I decided to do it for him. Then, he noticed the time and said he had to go. He hugged me once more, and left.
Later that night I told two of my closets friends, and I decided to talk to him because I did not like how quickly the relationship was moving. So, we started talking and I told him that. He said that he wasn't planning on doing that it had ended up doing it anyways. He started talking about how hard the relationship was and how he had gotten more stressed when it had started. Then I told him something about how much I had wanted our relationship to work, and he said that he wasn't as into it as me. I was crying at this point. He asked me what he did wrong while he was fingering me and I explained to him a bit of how he should've kept a steady rhythm and how he should've actually found my clit, and maybe went for my G spot. After that he told me that he wasn't happy with our relationship and that we werent similar, and that I was too quiet (I was quiet bc i was nervous around him) and stuff like that. He said that he was pushed into the relationship. He said that he felt that he should've never gotten into the relationship, and that hurt me a lot because I really, really liked him and wanted to spend more time with him, but not move so quickly. He had said that he had asked me out on impulse, and was only thinking of the physical things (basically wanted to use me). And that our relationship was stupid. Then I asked him what he was going to do (was he gonna break up with me or wait and see if it worked out.) He said " I don't think I can do this anymore". I was crying so hard at this point because I had wanted this relationship for so long, and it turned out that he didn't even care about me. Then he said "in any case, bye, see you tomorrow. This will work itself out." I later learned from a mutual friend that he had broken up with me. I certainly did not think that he did, because his texts were very misleading. I felt so hurt from that and hated him. But I couldn't really hate him because I still liked him. Every time I saw him it hurt me. Then when I asked him if he had actually broken up with me (because he was super unclear and I wanted to check with him) he said yes, and left me by saying "k". He was extremely rude, and took so much from me. If I had dated him longer and not boughten up the fact that we were moving too quickly, I probably would've lost my virginity to him.
I know this isn't exactly a blowjob story, but I am still pissed about that and wanted to tell someone.
I found my clit. Now I cannot stop masturbating. I do it every chance I get. Reading other peoples sex makes it even more irresistible.
I was staying with my friend and his wife while looking for a job. He was always bragging how hot his wife was and how good she was in bed. I thought she was plain and overweight, but she had a nice big wide fat ass.
Usually I would go job hunting shortly after my buddy left for work and not return until the end of the day. One day, my interview was canceled and I was near the house, so I thought I would stop by and grab a bite to eat. When I came in I heard my friend’s wife upstairs making noises. I went upstairs and peaked in the bed room - she was masturbating with a vibrator. I waited until she was in the throes of an intense orgasm, when I walked in and took off my clothes. She was bewildered, especially when I tossed the vibrator and mounted her. My friend was right, she was a great lay and orgasmed with me when I came deep inside her. After the glow of sex wore off she said she was pissed at me for taking advantage. Then I took her again, bending her over the bed. No complaints after that.
This became a daily routine after my friend left for work. It definitely prolonged my job search.
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 am a woman who is 28 now. 6 years ago, my best friend(Let's call her Beth) invited me to go with her, her boyfriend and a few of her friends to a Sauna. Her dad installed a private one. I obviously accepted. I needed something to relax me from work. When we went to the Sauna, there was only 2 rooms that could fit 3 people. There was six of us so we easily split apart. I dressed into a towel. I was naked underneath. I was going with Beth and her boyfriend in the sauna. When we got in there, it was very soothing and relaxing. Beth had to go to the bathroom. When she left, her boyfriend(We'll call him Andrew) started talking to me. But it wasn't just a regular chat. He was flirting with me. He went up and sat next to me and complimented my tits. I covered them more with the towel. All of a sudden he grabbed my towel away and started rubbing my tits. I protested but I don't know why I didn't stop letting him touch me. Then he started fingering me and all the you know what. Apparently Beth got lost and couldn't find our sauna. And we were fucking for 45 minutes. We acted like nothing happened when she finally found our sauna. Andrew is still her boyfriend, but whenever we all get together, he still plays with my tits and fingers me. I also forgot to mention that I also had a boyfriend who had no idea about it. But that was 6 years ago. I just felt like I needed to bring this out. I'm sorry...
After reading pantie stories I thought about stealing a pair from my stepdaughter and doing wrong. I confess my evil thoughts.
When I was 12 me and my friend were very curious about our bodies. So we both decided we would have a sleepover and we would explore and figure things out. When we had the sleepover we waited for his grandparents and his mom to go to bed and then we took off all of our clothes and started exploring. We knew what masturbating was and tried it but, as soon as we started his mom came down and caught us masturbating. We kind of liked being caught and now to this day (we are 16 and 17) we sleepover and play truth or dare including us masturbating and doing really risky stuf like going outside fully naked!
I love my GF, but sometimes when we have sex i imagine her to be another girl i love who ive been friends with since childhood, or that same girls younger sister who is really hot. I cum hard every time.
My GF is showering in the next room as i confess this.
I’ve been happily a married for 10 years to a woman I love more than anything on this planet and for all of those 10 years I’ve been doing the most VILE things to her…and she has no idea they’re happening. Long story short I started with small things and when they went unnoticed I just kept pushing the limit. I am here to tell the world about the newest one. Enjoy.
My married father in law loves reddit. I have no clue what he follows specifically, but I only care about him liking and following one reddit page: mine. I made a fake reddit account as a female, filled it with a handful of nudes, solo videos, and sex videos and then I start following HIM…and almost immediately he starts following me back. We chat, “get to know eachother”, etc for only minutes before he asks if I want to exchange pictures and videos and if I’d be ok if he sent me videos of him jacking off to my content. It’s precisely what I wanted and he overwhelms me with videos and pictures of his dick in frame with all my fake selfies, masturbation vids, and videos of “my husband” fucking me. He begged and pleaded over and over wishing it could be him doing those things to me.
My pictures and videos were not fake. My wife has been sending me nudes and solo videos of her for 10 years…we’ve recorded countless sex videos….and that’s the only content I sent him. My father in law spent WEEKS masturbating and saying the most awesome and awful sex acts he would do to the woman he had no clue was his daughter, thanks to cropping her face out of frame.
Whenever we have dinner with her parents I am hard 100% of the time knowing this dark and obscene secret.
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I am here to relax and read which ultimately leads to masturbation. Here I get ideas, think I'm normal, and think some of my thoughts are weird, liking thinking of my boyfriend's dad to give me a big orgasm. I am a 17 yo virgin and the only sex has been with my current 16 yo boyfriend and it's pretty bland. I guess that's all the more reason I like to masterbate. That's all.
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