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What could be worse than losing the love of your life?
I can tell you: Losing not only the love of your life but also all of your money, even your car.
But it's not what you think. I didn't get hurt. I was the once causing it.
I tricked a woman into thinking I was in love with her. She believed it. It was a turbulent romance with a lot of sex, many drugs and fightings.
I slept at her place because I don't have an own apartment and she even paid some of my bills!
She loved me, no she ADORED me, I can feel it. That wouldn't be so bad, would it? But she was such a pain in the ass, she always wanted to cuddle and go to a nice restaurant and do couple stuff I guess. It was terrible!
So I dumped her.
Took her checkbook and her car when she was at work and drove off.
She hasn't heard from me since and she won't... ever.
I don't regret anything.
I have broke other people's trust, I fully admit to this and we will happily live with banished sin and banished against our pillars, boundaries, morals, values, honors by God.
Thank you so much
#god #love #fulfilment #righteousliving #justice #fairness #equality #promise #forgiveness #living #jannah #happyeverafter #wow #beauty #embrace #growth #life #woman #man #humanity #unity #peace #harmony #alligmenet #mutuality
my partner has been getting very distant with me over the past month or so and i keep nervously walking myself through the benefits of being single to brace myself for being broken up with. they’re... not the person they were when we started dating. they did a complete 180° as a person since then, and i like who they are now and enjoy talking to them even with that change, but i’m worrying.
they’ve been busy and distant, and asked for me to just label them as a partner while they question if they’re aromantic or not. but because of that i can’t tell if they’re being distant over this month to prepare me to be broken up with, or if they’re just busy and reflecting on themself. i don’t even know what i would do if we weren’t romantically involved anymore?
we’ve been together more than a year now and were best friends for years before dating - they’re my closest friend, the person i trust and open up to more than anyone ever in my life. feeling distance between us is painful and scary... sometimes i wonder if i would be happier in a romantic relationship with someone else who better fits me, if us becoming friends instead of lovers would be good and i could find someone with a matching sex drive who’s more masculine and dominant (which is more my type than they are now). but they’re so close to me and i really feel like a happy old married couple with them, like i feel secure and cared for and i have someone i trust always by my side.
i just don’t know what to do, mostly because i don’t really know if there’s anything to do at all. it basically all hinges on whether or not they’re aromantic - if they are, we’re back to being best friends. if they aren’t, we’re together still. i don’t know what i would even prefer at this point either; all that i want is, selfishly, to be #1 in their life and more important than anyone else. that’s selfish, i know, but i want them to myself and i wouldn’t be able to stand seeing him date another person... when we were best friends they dated their current friend, and seeing their relationship constantly shoved in my face when i just had a hopeful crush was so painful. i can’t even imagine having to see it and knowing i’d been effectively replaced.
i’m just scared and nervous and confused. i don’t even think being best friends would really be too horrible at the end of the day. i don’t think i even know what i want.
what the fuck do i even do, man.
I was walking behind a guy when I noticed 100 bucks falling out of his pocket. Because he ran into me seconds before he lost the money, I took it without saying anything. I am now going to invite my girlfriend to a nice and romantic dinner.
I was the other woman.
I am a 38 year old, white female who was sleeping with another womans man, a 22 year old and he was hot but strangely enough I got even more aroused when his 21 year old wife who was a gymnast kicked my flabby booty.
I have brown long hair. B cup breasts I still have my good looks and figure except I have a bit of of pot belly and a flabby fat butt. And he loved it.
So we in his room and his wife was suppose to be at work. I'm sucking him off his big fat dick went deep in my throat, he fucking me good, I'm on top but I'm in heaven my eyes was in the back of my head until his small 5'2 but cut up wife pops in the room. We both jump up, she was warring her form fitting work out clothes showing all her muscles. Me being a scary pussy my 5'9 stupid ass ran for the door she was blocking. WAM she socks me right in my belly it felt like she stabbed me, my belly wobbles, jiggles and emplodes from her fist. I could feel my fat butt meat wobble from all the impact. I drop to the floor half way out. I was thinking I got to get out of this.
So I muster up all my energy and rush her only for her to but me in some sort of front choke. She knees me in my belly again. I gasp for air and life. I am pissing on myself cuz I think she is trying to kill me. My belly is burning hot with pain, I'm feeling sick now cuz he just fed me ( a lot I might add) and i feel it coming up. And it dose.
I was so embarrassed and humiliated, I'm trying to escape but she had me trapped. In some neck hold. I was going out. I could feel my self getting weaker, I can hear myself snorting like the pig I am finally I start to fart uncontrollably. And that's when she let me go.
Dizzy, dumb and wobbly I stumble and wobble to the door only to bump into a wall. She's kicking me in my tank ass as I crawl to the front door. Finally I got out. I didnt even go back for my clothes.
I was scared out of my mind but I couldn't help but be turned on by my ass whoopin.
Today I was shopping with my mom at our local mall and after successfully buying clothes we needed we thought we would get ourselves some nice crêpe, there's a little place in the mall that sells them. There was quite a line in front of the little booth, but we weren't in a hurry and thought we could wait. 10 minutes later, it was almost our turn, when this stupid bitch came by, just pushed in and walked in front of us. I said something along the line like "Are you nuts? What's wrong with you?" but she just ignored me. Well, we weren't in a hurry, so we just let her.
This stupid bitch then ordered 4 crêpes, and if you know how they are made you know that it takes quite a while to make one. I was furious after that but I thought well.. Karma's a bitch, she'll get what she deserves.
I also have to say, she was quite fat, so I guess she got all 4 of them for herself..
After she paid she walked past us and smirked like the stupid bitch she was. She wanted to say something petty or spiteful, I know it but before she could say anything I just flipped and knocked the crêpes out of her hand.They landed on the dirty floor and the woman just gaped at me with an open mouth. It was awesome. She tried to insult me after that but my mom and I just walked away.
I really hope I taught this arrogant and stupid woman a lesson for live.
#angry #furious #food #fat #ignorant #anger #woman #confession #noshame
My phone thinks I’m a woman and a republican. I’m a male liberal. I told someone. They said well you do fight for black and gay rights. And you watch Hallmark. It thinks your gay. Huh. I do listen to music mostly women like. I do watch a lot of movies women like. I fight for black; gay; disabled; & women’s rights. I once had a man tell me if I was a women he’d marry me. He said can you cook. Well yes, I can make homemade cookies. He started laughing.
I guess I get the endless shoe ads. But why a republican? I do troll conservative writers. But I mostly read left news.
Wait. I have had rich white men try to pick me up at the library. I complained about that to people. They said your so clean. Your clothes. All those muscles. Your dance shoes (well. I am a great dancer). Your teeth. Your hair. Your face. You read books in a library. You set down and read books in a bookstore. You own dance shoes. You color coordinate belts. You groom your hair. Your teeth are white. You’ve got those butt jeans on. Ok. I look and act gay. I even plant flowers.
But a republican? Someone laughed and said your a Christian and you love sports. Huh. Well most Christians are Republicans I guess. And I do watch sports.
So my phone thinks I’m a gay republican. I’m really a straight democrat. At least I’ll never want to buy the stuff in the ads or vote for the politicians. But I did see a shirt and wonder if they make that for men.
When I turn 18, I'm very curious girl. I have curious about girls, women, lady and not for a men for sure.
My mother's cousin is a terrible woman. She's one of those who go through the house and turns up her nose about every little thing out of place and every little speck of dust. I don't like her. When I was 9 years old, I spit in her soup once. Now I am a bit sorry for that.
I’m 27 years old gay guy …
Never been in relationship …
I consider myself a bottom …
But only had sex 3 times …
Everytime my aunt invites me to her best friends house I always end up hooking up with her friend. Actually anywhere we meet for a get together we hook up. My aunt and her friend are 10 years older than me and used to watch me when I was a baby. I'm 32 now. We first hooked up when I was about 22. Her husband was on his way out since they had a fight. I suggested some.drinks and so we did. Next thing I know we're kissing upstairs in one of the rooms. We're both touching eachother. I turn her around too start having sex and she says no because she loves her family and it's wrong. I say okay that's fair. We continue to make out but no sex. Few weeks later I'm at their house and she wants to show me the new backyard and mini horse. We get to the barn are and she kisses me passionately. We kiss for a few before having too stop as others are walking out. All night we play it risky by flirting and touching when no one is looking. Almost getting caught a few times. Eventually most leave and it's me her and her husband and his friend. The 2 guys are so involved in their debate and show about wrestling moves that we sneak off to a room and immediately start kissing again. Kissing and touching. This time she gives me a blowjob and I don't the same for her. We kept the door unlocked. The risk is fun. I eventually got to where I could see if putting my self in her would be okay. She was hesitant but I pushed in and she stared at me. We had sex for a minute or so and she stopped me saying she can't cum since she's loud when she does. We stopped. After that we met up quite a few times. Her husband and 2 kids went camping for a long weekend and I stayed there with her doing everything you can imagine. We talked about fantasy's. I mentioned one of mine being that I always wanted to find out my aunt wanted me and that we would eventually have a secret sexual relationship. She was surprised but interested. So now I'm hoping one day my aunt can slip on somehow. Doubtful but I came close once. That's all.
I just got broken up with but it isn't a bad thing cause I wanted to break up with them but it still hurts.
Hi, I'm writing this Anomynously, and I'd just broke-up with My 1st Boyfriend. And I thought about moving on with My Life by NOT thinking about him, but when I told him it's over, he said that Women are:
-Sluts
-Whores
-Cheaters
-Liars.
I didn't like him much, because he didn't notice me, he'd NEVER paid attention to me, never notice that I was there, and he'd always played his video games than actually spending time with me.
six months ago, I was away from home for three days. I was attending a family funeral. usually my wife of ten years would have accompanied me, but on this ocaision, she was unwell. finding myself alone in a five star hotel room, my pinch faced shrew of a wife, three hundred miles away, I picked up my phone and browsed the local escorts. I had built in a contingency of a thousand, in my budget for this trip. that would get me a very nice escort indeed.
I browsed for a while, pausing on the 18 year old blonde who still had her actual school uniform and the two girls that offered the ultimate lesbian fantasy for men.
then, from somewhere deep in my subconcious, a long held fantasy materialised. transsexuals.
I typed transsexual escorts into my search engine and I was amazed at the number listed locally to me. I browsed through them until I found one that fitted my fantasy completely. TSNicole. she was tall, slim, blonde, pert natural breasts and a nice feminine bottom . she was perfect!
200 an hour or 1000 for a night. right on my budget. I rang the number for the agency and gave them my details. they sent me an email confirming the booking with a receipt for the payment.
when my phone vibrated again half an hour later, it was a text from the escort, saying she was in the hotel reception. I texted her back that I would see her soon then.
five minutes later, she knocked on my room door.
when I opened it I was astonished. she was absolutely stunning. you would never guess she was a once a man. I took her coat and handed her a glass of champagne. I had ordered a " james bond " as I called it, from room service. champagne, caviar and some smoked salmon nibbles in case she was hungry. we had a nice " getting to know you " chat . she was intelligent and well educated. she was studying to become a social worker.
I won't demean her, or my memory of that night by detailing our intimacy. it is enough to say that we made love several times during the time we spent together and I was left extremely satisfied.
I do not consider my liason in any way homosexual. she was a woman in every way, with the exclusion of her very small penis..
I'm hoping my work will take me near that hotel again soon.
I am 19 years old, female, in very good shape and pretty. I have been having sex for about 4 years, and only two nights ago had my first sex with another female. She is 42 years old, incredibly pretty, and a rich doctor. She is divorced, no kids, and lives in a big mansion. She seduced me, and I loved making love with her. I found I like the taste of her, and don't feel self-conscious any longer about my smell or taste. I am seeing her again tomorrow night, I am so wet. I've never had this kind of experience with a man.
“Gay”, the definition itself means to be happy. I have lately come to love being a gay man. It's just so emotionally and physically pleasing to be able to connect so well with another man, something well beyond just a friendship, its heaven itself.
I think in the beginning it was just a phase, just experimenting. Then I thought about it more often and when I couldn’t get it out of my head, the pleasure, the acceptance, the want, I knew I was gay.
For me, it wasn’t just the sexual joy ride, it was something else, something deep in my soul that I felt, that I couldn’t do with out and that’s what had scared me.
See, I’m not looking for a single LTR., I enjoy multiple partners. I am what other gay men refer to as a bottom, not just a bottom but also a totally submissive bottom. I love men who take control, who know what they want when it comes to homosexual interactions inside and outside the bedroom.
Most people could never tell I was gay, but it seems other gay men, especially my type of gay man know instantly what I am. I guess I should describe the type of man that gets me wet.
He is my age or older (someone born 1962 or earlier), he is Caucasian, he’s Gay or Bi, he is the same height or taller (6’), he’s mature in every way, he’s between 250 to 300 pounds and has at least a 6 inch cock hard. He’s a top or dom looking for a fuck buddy that he likes to share with his gay friends. He’s into photography/videography and will record every encounter. My prefect man would be all these things and will ensure that everyone knows I am gay and that I love pleasing men.
This is who I really am, its not that I just love cock, it’s that I am in love with cock, it has the ability to rule my life and it calls me 24/7, being gay is not a problem for me I like the sound of it. It’s the knowing I am a gay slut and that I want to get ganged daily and that is a hard task to accomplish and stay employed.
I like women but I'm curious about having my asshole fucked. So I'm thinking of hiring a transsexual prostitute and having a good old moan while a stranger uses my anus to ejaculate into.
I moved to a city in the Midwest, I am male, 23 years old. Had no girlfriend and no prospects. I made friends with the woman in the next apartment, who I actually thought was a guy until I talked to her. She is a lesbian and what I would call (and she does too) a bull dyke. She dresses as a guy usually, sometimes binds her tits, has short masculine hair, tattoos, and brings incredible looking girls to her apartment for the night or weekend of very noisy sex and what must be some hitting, slapping, and general dominance over them. We get along really well,, hanging out, talking sports, going to bars, sometimes even hanging around one of our apartments for an evening of drinking and bullshit stories.
In the drunken talk I admitted that when I was 14 to 16 I'd had sex with four grown men during that time. Sometimes being the bottom and sometimes the top. I preferred the top, but didn't mind either. I got a girlfriend at 16 and realized I could do without dick but not mouth, ass and pussy. She said the same was true for her. She realized I hadn't been laid in over a year and brought me into her apartment and made her girlfriend of the weekend let me fuck her. The beautiful lesbian was really pissed about doing it, kicking and screaming which moved her pussy around more and I shot a big load up her pierced twat. Later she made the girl suck me off, and the next morning my friend told me to come back over and had the girl tied up spread eagle and told me to get some ass. I did. The lesbian kept screaming that I was raping her and my neighbor Carl (real name Elizabeth) slapped her a few times in the mouth and she shut up. I found it all pretty kinky really, a lesbian dyke watching me cum in her very beautiful lipstick lesbian girl. She would make her take my cum from her pussy and from her asshole and stick it directly into her mouth and swallow it all., in front of both of us.
This was repeated a few times the same girl a few times, then another. Time passed and we were both going through a dry spell, and in hanging out one evening, she asked if we could have sex . . . as friends. Not get involved but rather like a couple of guys hanging out and just helping each other out. We started just jacking each other off, her using her hand on my cock and I used my two fingers and thumb jacking off he biggest clit I'd seen in person. It stuck out of her outer lips about an inch. I'd seen pictures of bigger ones, but not in person. I eventually sucked her clit and gave her many orgasms. I would bob my head up and down like I was sucking a cock. She would talk to me like she was another guy and I was sucking her dick. Eventually she started taking off all her clothes and letting me suck her tits and once while fingering her and sucking her nipples, she laid over on her belly and told me to fuck her like I would another guy. So I fucked her up her asshole and it was really good. She didn't get off, just laid there breathing heavily, and stroking her clit. After I shot off she came using her fingers and hand on herself. She would sometimes bring over her strap on dildo and fuck me. We did almost everything we could but her pussy was out of bounds for anything by my hand and fingers. She could take my whole hand up her cunt.
So we were having a homosexual relationship though we were male and female. After a couple of months of fucking like two gay guys I was buttfucking her, and put my hand over her mouth, and shifted my weight to hold her still. I pulled my cock out of her ass and jammed my 9 inches straight into her pussy. She started screaming and yelling through my hand over her mouth, trying to shake me off, but I got her pussy fully anyway. I hadn't cum in about a week before that and I shoot a big load anyway. This one was massive, she was leaking my sperm out of her big pussy. Afterward she just laid there with my cock growing soft inside her and I realized she was crying. I tried to make light of it, and she wasn't having any of it. My cock slipped out, and she got up and used my underpants to wipe off the cum and try to get it out of her pussy. She didn't even cover up, just picked up her clothes and walked toward the door.
Throwing her clothes at me she said "I don't want the clothes from when I was raped by you". Then I realized that I had indeed raped my best friend. Raped a guy, but really a girl. Why couldn't I just stay fucking and cumming in her mouth and asshole, they were great, why did I need to fuck her pussy too? She left naked and went down the hall the short walk to her apartment. We avoided each other for a while, she didn't have any visitors at all. In the meantime I met a super hot girl, both body and face. We were fucking pretty regularly. One time when she was over and naked on the couch giving me a blowjob, Carl came to the door. Only it was Elizabeth this time. She was in a dress, full boobs without binding, a bit longer hair in a feminine style, even wearing make up. In front of my girlfriend she said very loudly "The day you raped me, You got me pregnant. What are you going to do about it?" I was stunned, my girlfriend got up, gathered her clothes and pulled on her tight, slinky dress, without undies on, sticking her bra, stockings and panties in her purse, she left saying that we obviously had things to work out.
To my surprise, and I mean really a surprise I was actually attracted to Elizabeth as a girl. She came in, and even told me I could fuck her again, anytime I wanted. In a few weeks her lease was up and we took both of our apartments and went into a two bedroom unit, one for us and one for the baby. I do miss having sex with her manly self, and she definitely misses young, beautiful women being between her legs, but I told her anytime she wants she can do that, with or without me. So now her tits are filling up, she's in the stage where she is horny as hell and she wants to get married before the baby comes. I do cum in her mouth, her pussy or her ass, anytime I want. She is still a very horny person, I think after the baby and she's done nursing she'll start bringing over some lesbians again. I hope so. I feel the need to rape one again.
I am pregnant.
I let my boyfriend cum inside me just because. When we found out I talked about abortion. He wont pay for me to get one. Neither will my parents.
I dont want a baby. Maybe I kinda sorta thought I did. Im 12 weeks in. Ive heard the heartbeat and I just..i just dont want it. Honestly Im kind of hoping that something happens and I miscarry so I dont have to deal with it. I could also get more attention and sympathy that way.
I have smoked weed while I knew I was pregnant. I also took Robotussin and Mucinex DM to robotrip. I still smoke cigs when I can. Because.well. i just dont care.
Its not that i dont care about my baby, i dont care about anyone, really. Thats something ive realized reading these confessions. I just like attention and doing what I want. I dont really care who I hurt. I know Ive manipulated people on purpose but it just doesnt really get to me. I think that now once Ive realized this and harnessed my true power I will take it to the extreme.
Before when I did things I really did feel bad..but now I dont care. At all.
I dont want forgiveness. I dont want to change either, honestly.
#baby #abortion #pregnant #heartless #careless #mom #mother #teen #manipulative
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