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I’m 21 and I’m kinda dating a 17 year old. I know it sounds weird but hear me out. So we aren’t technically together but we’ve been friends for a while and we go on dates and hang out all the time. I was honestly just fine with being friends. We met through a video game and realized we lived really close to eachother. She started trying to get physical with me first. She would kiss on my neck and try to touch my privates and even sit on my lap. I’ll admit she is very attractive. Tan skin, thick thighs and a nice butt. But I tried to suppress those feelings. We do kiss and makeout sometimes but I’ve been very strict on no sex. She will be 18 in 5 months. But until then I’d feel scared to sleep with her. Her parents are fine with us being together and hanging out. I just don’t think they’d want us to sleep together yet. Any opinions?
I dated a girl who would make out with her sister sometimes when they got drunk together. I tried to talk her into a three sum with her sister, but when I brought up that they make out she denied it.
After moving in it didn't take long for my girlfriend's daughter to almost cling to me. My girlfriend doesn't see it and I want a happy family, so I am trying to manage it. She is a sweet sexy girl but I will be her father and the mother is clueless without much control and/or bad judgement. The daughter is always braless. And when at home, she is barely dressed. She once opened her robe to me and asked what I thought. I yelled you cannot behave that way. Since then she has calmed down noticably. Now she wants me to teach her how to kiss. I said we need to talk to your mom but she begs me to say nothing and ask we keep it a secret. This would be bonding. Besides, it's only a kiss? I was so close to doing it. I wanted to but thought, what will she want next? And any normal man could easily fall pray to this beauty.
Back when I was a little girl (5 yr old) I was at church and me and my friend lucy were at the back of the church where no one was and we played house and we pretended to be cats but then we started playing as husband and wife I was the husband and she was the wife and we kissed just a peck and we heard someone coming so we hid under a table and we giggled and this is where it got sexual we looked at eachother and we slowley moved in to kiss eachother and we kissed there and we kissed roughly and we used tongue too she now goes to my school and we never mention this to anyone I get uncomfortable and awkward around her but I have a boyfriend now
I never told anyone that my high school swim team coach molested me. I grew up in a midsized city that felt very small town. The kind of place where it doesn't take long for rumers to spread.
I joined the team when i was a freshman. During practice one day i got a really bad cramp. A couple of girls had to help me stay above the water and get me to the side of the pool. The muscles on the back of my left thigh locked up and I couldn't straighten my leg.
The coach and asst coach got me out and carried me into the locker. There was a room to one side that had a padded table in it. My coach closed the door and stayed with me. I remember it hurt so bad i was crying.
She massaged my leg and it started to feel better. I didn't notice until most of the pain was gone that she was running her fingers under the bottom of my swimsuit and she would brush her hand between my legs as she was massaging me.
When I could mostly move my leg she had me turn over. I was shivering from being on the cold table. She said something about getting me out of my cold wet swimsuit. Before i could react she was pulling it down my shoulders and off. I didn't know what to do. I just laid there. It felt like forever before she coverd me with a towel.
She started massaging my leg again and brushing up aginst me between my legs. She asked me if it felt good. I don't think I said anything.
I had never been touched there by someone. I remember her talking as she moved her hand between my legs. She put her other hand under the towel and touched my breasts. I'd masterbated before but this was different. I had an orgasim unlike anything I had ever given myself.
By the time there was a knock at the door she had given me another one and had her finger inside of me and knew i was still a virgin. She covered me back up and opened the door. She told the asst-coach that she must have locked it by mistake.
When we were alone again she helped me off the table she squeezed my butt and told me to keep this our little secret. Sometimes she had me do things to her. She was my first kiss. The older i got the more i hated her for taking those first experiences.
I started to notice others girls ended up in that room with her and the way we look at each other like we knew what was going on we just didnt say it.
A few years later she got fired and left town. No one really knew what happened but there were rumors. Small town USA loves a good gossip story.
I guess i had just blocked all this out. I knew it was real I just ignored it. Then about a month ago I got a friend request on Facebook. It was her, and everything flooded back in. I felt like that scared exposed 14 year old little girl. This all happened in 1983. Far too late to do anything about. Part of me wants to tell her actions effected my life. The other part of me is terrified to say anything at all.
#teacher #student #molestation #fear #silence
Back when I was 7 or 8 me and my child hood friend always makes out. No clothes only underwear we humped each other while making out i always thought it felt good. we're both girls looking back at it now i think that's is my lesbian awakening
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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.
When I was younger I was a regular at the county fair. I hung out with a group of friends that got a little wild. There was a camping tent set up in the back of the fair. My friends and I would pick up random guys and make out with them in the tent. I am embarrassed about it even today as I am a very conservative wife. It was a competition to see who could get further. Lots of kissing, fingers, dry humping, not sure if anyone made it all the way ...
I'm 13f and the other day I was lying in the park with my close friend who I haven't seen in like half a year. She told me she loved me and she wanted to kiss me, I don't know what happened but I kissed her very passionately it seemed like it lasted a life time. It was also my first kiss. We walked back to her house holding hands and stopping to kiss like 3 times. Later she asked me to be her girlfriend I said yea this is my first proper relationship and I just had to tell someone.
I'm at that age where if I tell any of my friends at school I'll get highkey judge and terrored so I'm telling the Internet.
My boy best friend proposed to me yesterday. Did I mention he smoked a lotta weed? He was pretty much of a failure and that was the reason I became his bff, cuz I was always there for him and listened to his problems. He tried to kiss me, I pushed away. Today it's 10pm and he is still not home. His friends are calling me to ask if I know something but I am hiding what happened. His phone is switched off. I am really scared.
As achild my best friend (of the time) would always hang out at her house and play "house". I would be the dad and she would be the wife and we would always end up kissing,making out, and gropping each other. Till this day we still do this
I was at the laser tag arena and i was with a friend and i went to give her a kiss on the cheek and she kissed me i didn’t tell her i was mad but i was. i’m ashamed of myself
My girlfriend started dating this older black guy. We’re both 16 and in high school but this guy is in his 20s. I know of him because he apparently is in a gang and he would sell weed to a lot of my friends. My ex is white with long brown hair and pretty blue eyes. She has the perfect body and her lips are pink and soft. I get so jealous knowing she’s with him. She doesn’t even do drugs or drink. I think she is with him to piss her parents off. But she told me she didn’t really like him as a person but he was just a good kisser and would turn her on. I’ve seen them kiss. It’s so gross to me he sticks his tongue down her throat. And worst thing is he’s made her give him a bj and he’s had sex with her. She was a Virgin before him. Idk why she stays with him but he must’ve done something right in the bedroom to make her his toy. I wish I could have her back.
There is this man I meet regularly in the park when I am walking my dogs and we started talking a few months ago. He also has two small dogs (I do not know the breed) and we let our dogs play together. It is really nice, we talk a lot about everything, he has the same humour as me and he is very attractive. I am always looking forward to going to the park in hopes that I meet him. And then it happened, I couldn't believe it. He kissed me one day. Out of the blue.. while we were laughing about something (I can't remember now what it was) and the moment was just perfect...
The thing is... I am single, but he is married!!!!
He never mentioned her to me, never muttered a word about her! And he is never wearing a ring (I've checked). She came by the park when our dogs had a "play date" to bring him is phone (because he forgot it at home). That's how I found out. That was after the kiss, I think like a week later...
We never talked about the kiss since then and I don't know what to do.. I actually thought I was going to fall in love with hime before I knew he was married. Now I am heartbroken and I don't know if I should tell her?
#crush #dogs #kiss #married #wife #heartbroken #confession
I have been with my partner for 4 years. He was my first and I always thought he would be my last. He moved 1000km's away from his family to live with me and my parents while I was at Uni. I finished Uni and couldn't get a job, money was tight, he gained a lot of weight and never knew how to please me. He wouldn't try new things and sex became a routine 3 minute quickie so he wouldn't complain that week. I finally got a job but it was only a 2 month contract and I had to move 800km's away. I knew when I got out there I wasn't in love with him anymore, but how do you break up with someone that lives with your parents. One night I got very drunk and went home with a football player I had met. He was cute and an amazing kisser. I didn't let anything further happen but we still talk and I don't know if it will happen or not. I don't feel that guilty because my partner makes me feel horrid about myself. It is the first time I have felt beautiful in 2 years. I don't know what to do, I'm just so confused.
I really didn't know where to put this and I'm not gay at least I dont think. But I am 15, I'm a boy and I like it when my daddy kisses me in the mouth.
We both have big fat lips and I don't think he knows it but I look forward to it every morning. I love to give him a big fat juicy one on his lips.
So I had this neighbor that was the exact same age as me (5) we used to kiss in those playground tubes multiple times a day and we would even show our friend. Then once we were inside go thsi little kids tent and we touched each others private parts. (ALL OF THIS AT THE AGE OF 5)
We still talk to this day, I know he remembers the kissing but I’m not very sure about the tent.
Her name was Stephanie. She was 18 when I met her. We worked together at a retail print shop. She was tall, thick, with sandy blond hair and a cute upturned little nose. I was 30 and married.
Stephanie loved talking about her personal life. It might just be me. People always tell me details about themselves for some reason. She told me when she lost her virginity. She told me when she had an ffm threesome. She told me a month later when her bf and his twin brother double teamed her. Yeah. This girl was having a HELL of a sexual awakening. Of course I was hard as stone with each tale.
One day she showed me a polaroid (this was before smart phones) of her and some girls on a couch. In the middle sat a guy with his dick out. She asked me if I could guess what she did. Without waiting for my response she said, "If there's a dick out I'm going to suck it. That's what they're for."
I immediately pulled my dick out. I'm huge, btw. I always love the shock when a woman sees or touches it for the first time. Stephanie smiled and said it was really nice but she didn't touch me. I was disappointed.
A week later she was in the break room. She was reading the schedule on the wall, her back to me.
I pulled my fat cock out under my work apron. It felt good knowing that only thin cloth separated my juicy dick from the world.
I came up behind Steph and started rubbing her back. This was actually a fairly common thing in those days, random back rubs at work. Today it would be considered harrasment. But work culture was different then.
She didn't mind it and even moaned a little. Then I kissed the back of her neck.
She turned her cute round face at me and said, "You WANT me!" as if it was a surprise to her.
I didn't speak. I just sucked on her ear.
This broke her 18 year old brain. She froze and said, "Umm...ummm....umm." as if she could no longer form words.
I gently caressed her breasts. She had ENORMOUS tits.
"Ummm...umm...mmm" she repeated, fervently.
She wore a white button down. I popped open a button. Just enough to reach in under her bra.
She gasped and I put my mouth over hers. We kissed long and hard.
Then I opened up my apron to reveal my giant cock. She was shocked and maybe even a little disgusted. Like she didn't think I was just trying to have my way with her.
I just held it out and smiled.
Her soft hand grasped my shaft.
"Do you want me to touch it?" She said with a touch of anger, " IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?"
"I want you to SUCK it." I said into her ear as she jerked me.
Just then we heard our manager coming.
She turned back toward the schedule on the wall and buttoned her shirt.
I put my cock away.
We never hooked up again.
She's married with kids now. I saw her on Facebook a couple years ago and apologized to her for taking advantage when she was young.
She said not to worry. "It was a wild time. I had a lot of fun back then."
(Names changed. All else is true)
I don't understand the idea that there is always a fight between brothers and sisters. I have a brother and a sister, both older than me and we always get along well. When my sister and I were still in high school, our brother had already been in the world of work for some years and had already married.
My brother is quite physically trained, while my sister always dresses to attract attention: ripped jeans or tight leather pants, jacket to show a little belly or hips or neckline, chocolate lipstick and Sharon Stone blonde hair. I was more like a slightly skinny version of Brandon Sanderson, with Tom Selleck's body hair and Adam Drive's face. I was not bullied, because my sister always protected me.
However, it happened that someone made fun of me as a nerd and I felt bad. I once declared myself to a girl I liked, a very beautiful girl. She was a year older than me, she had black skin, long straight hair and a nice face. I had written for her a poem and given her some flowers, but she had turned me down and one of her friends had commented that if she was going to go with a white man, certainly not with me.
I took refuge in the bathroom crying and I hear people enter: they were two students of the school football team, including my sister's boyfriend. We know each other and he is a good person. Selling me in this state, he goes to call my sister. When she arrives, entering the "boys' bathroom", she pushes her boyfriend and her friend out the door and we are left alone.
I explain the situation to her and she consoles me that it will be only for these years in school and that everything will be different outside. But I wanted to put those people in the wrong who make me feel bad. So my sister gets an idea, but she said to must not to tell this thing to anyone. I accept.
So she puts her chocolate lipstick in front of the mirror, turns to me and she to me to closes my eyes. I feel her kissing me on the neck, cheek, forehead, eyelid, nose and finally on the lips as well, giving more pressure to this point. I was confused, but she explains to me that in this way I would make others jealous about I been kissed by a girl with an anonymous identity.
I don't know so I blame it on my husband. A few months after pregnancy my husband has lost his sexual drive and mine has drasticlaly increased. I am always so horny and wanting. Well, I ended up kissing my girlfriend. Now I am embarressed, but at the same time I want more. I am straight and so confused as to why I kissed her and why I am curious about having sex with her.
#blame #husband #girlfriend #kiss #want #horny #straight #confused #embarressed #sex
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