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I have been having a hard time in my marriage for a few months; husband's an alcoholic and our relationship as well as "sex life" is very one sided. I finally snapped when I worked up the nerve to ask him for oral and he said no. So the next morning when I saw a hot young construction worker lost in the stock room at my work, I asked him if he had a minute to help me with a hard to reach spot. He was eager to help sounding respectful but also flirtatious. I directed him to a storage room and asked again if he didnt mind helping me. He looked at me in an unsure way and said "Sure what do you need?" I told him to come here and started undoing his belt and pants. His face was in disbelief as I dropped to my knees; he asked "Are you sure we won't get in trouble?" though he was already pulling out his dick, he got hard as soon as I jerked him into my mouth! I love recalling the sighs and gasps he made; then I stood up lifting my dress, pulled off my lace panties and leaned back on a table of dusty boxes. He pounded into my pussy sliding in and out; threw my legs together and squeezed my ass. I was so turned on and almost close to coming. I sighed "Oh shit" and then he pulled out and came on my stomach and dress. He pulled up his pants with a huge smile then ran out of the room. Even though I didn't come it was exhilarating, and is good for the spank bank. Although Im still waiting for someone to eat my pussy.
I have some resentment towards my husband for being obsessed with oral sex. I feel like its not god honoring.
i am from ind mus family recently get married but i felt my wife don't have any fantacy i told and asked so many thing always nagative answer getting from her but i am different guy i can't be be one women in my life i need changes lot of changes i need every week or every month different women lot of affairs i like recently one of the my relatives aunty got with 3 boys . When u see her husband i felt jealous. I want something like that in my life . My wife should enjoy so I also can be enjoy.even if she don't want to do infront of me threesome or something like that i dont have problems she can hide and she has to respect my feeling also. Wo bhi Azad hum bhi Azad . We can show world we are very good couple or good mus. But from inside we can play wat ever wat we want.let me know if Any IND mus lady want to enjoy life like a free bird and same fantasy i have let me know vicky6f6 is my gmil id contact me and mentioned this confession
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My mom and my dad separated some years ago but still stayed married. Mom moved out, found a knew apartment and they both didn't talk to each other.
Some nasty stuff happened, she moved back in, they fought, she moved back out.
That happend quite a few times.
Now, my mom lives about 50 miles away, I don't see her that often. But she and my dad get along really well the last months.
Now she told me that she wanted to move back in.
I don't want her to move back in! It's a disaster! A catastrophy! They will get along for a few weeks or two months, then there'll be screaming, and destroying things, maybe the police has to come. I don't want that!
I have to prevent it! That's not possible.
Now, I am in the first row when the party begins. And I promise you, I'll destroy it, before it even begins!
I am stuck in a sexless marriage and hate myself for it. I have had opportunity to cheat and offers from other women but turned them down because I'm in love with my wife. I contemplate divorce everyday but I stay for my kids. I hate myself for not having the strength to walk away.
#divorce #marriage #self #hate #resentment
I got married too early and I would rather be with her sister or her sister’s roommate. She’s gotten so fat and she just lives her life depressingly. I would love to be single for a week
My first marriage our sex life was great, the best. We were so compatible on every level, since it was often her that brought up something new to 'spice' up our sex life. We did a lot of role play, anal sex, she loved to be fucked in the ass, and she would use a life-like strap on cock on me. I would often 'encourage' her to go out and have fun with her girlfriends on the weekends. Often she would go out dancing and get back home about 3am. She would only tell me that guys would be coming onto her all night, and her pussy was so wet when she got home, we would usually have sex unless she was too drunk or tired or I was too sleepy. But often we'd have sex within the day after that. She did tell me she did have sex with some other guys while we were married, usually when she went on a 'business trip' or when I was away on my 'business'. But shit happened, and we got a divorce, though remained friends. I wish we would've stayed married and built a solid cuckold-open marriage, which I'm sure that would have been the end result of staying together, which is, what I want. She met this one young guy, she said he had a nine inch cock, and fucked him a few times, though he had a fiance' back home, he was in town on a business trip himself.
The only reason I am not currently a Bull in a cuckold marriage is
1) perfect situation and couple, perfect location, no physical or sexual attraction.
2) Wife attracted to me, cock size passes test, meetings take place, she separates and divorces her husband for a normal relationship. I still loved watching her homemade porn, and will never forget her assurance that if we shot movies in the shower that they had fog and steam proof lenses.
3) A very sexy older MILF with a taste for young hung chiseled studs initiated contact and arranged to me
et and fuck assuming she had permission... and before she talked to her husband she was thinking of how to convince him that she wanted to be pregnant more than anything by this a sexy young strange stud. Sometimes even a true cuck can't let go completely for his own pleasure, ego interferes.
#sex #bull #cuckold #hotwife #slutwife #ovulation #insemination
Never marry or have children. Try your best, but others will mess it all up. Just stay single and have a good time.
I started having an affair with a guy before he got married. I am married. He didnt really want to marry her but hes a pushover and they have a child and im in an emotionally abusive marriage. She found out a few days ago. I havent spoken to him since and everyone blames me but i love him and he will never really know it.
I became really close friends with my English and math teachers in high school. I even babysat for them. After graduation, they became really close friends of mine. We would drink and tell stories. After about a year of this, I learned that they are in an open marriage. And I also learned that this woman, kinda not pretty and over twice my age, wanted to fuck me. We were already faced and I went for it. Her husband was in the house. And he would occasionally walk through the room. After about an hour of sex he walked in and said break it up or else he would join. I cheated on my girl for some 38 yo cougar. I have dropped them as friends and refuse to talk to them.
I was 25. It was my birthday. I'd been seeing my boyfriend for about a year. I didn't start out intending to have sex, but I must admit that I had thought about it. I had wanted him for a while, but I was raised to wait for marriage. Still, on this particular day my desire for him was especially strong.
My boyfriend said he had a very special birthday present for me, so we went to his house. There he carried out a well executed seduction. I was more than a bit reluctant, but I was in love with him, so eventually his gentle persistence won me over. He was kind, sweet, romantic, gentle, and persistent and respectful of my feelings and eventually my resistance fell away. I couldn't resist anymore.
He had mentioned to me a few times that he had an urge to make love to me, but that he respected my feelings enough not to pursue it. I had felt the urge too, but I had always managed not to succumb to it. Somehow, this day felt different, though I didn't realize why.
He started to make small, subtle advances and I barely noticed. Or maybe I didn't want to notice. The wet kisses passed unnoticed. He mentioned again that he had been thinking a lot about making love to me lately. Gradually, the advances got more direct and forward.
Somewhere along the line, I started to say no and it came out OK. That's when I knew it was time. I was surprised, but I knew I was ready, due to his persistence. So I gave in. I was scared, nervous, uncomfortable, but exhilarated, happy, excited, and curious. I actually found myself looking forward to it. I was overwhelmed by the sheer pleasure and the romantic moment.
I sent him out of the room, then I stripped my way up the stairs, leaving a boot at the foot of the stairs, another boot a couple of steps up, my dress a couple of steps after that, my pantyhose a step up from there, my bra at the top of the stairs, and my panties hanging on the doorknob of the bedroom.
I waited completely naked on the bed, wrapped in a sheet. He quickly stripped down to his undies and climbed on the bed next to me. I was tingling. After a little foreplay, I took his underpants off. Then we curled up and gave each other oral simultaneously. We did that for about half an hour.
Then I rolled over on my back and he went inside. We had intercourse for quite a long time. He was very good, and he told me he enjoyed it too. I had two or three orgasms and he came too. It was excellent! He was very good! It was passionate and romantic, about as good as a girl's first time can be.
Afterwards, I felt a mix of emotions: sadness, exhilaration, excitement, disappointment, deep romance, nervousness, peace, a bit of regret, but also happiness, satisfaction, and a myriad of other feelings. It was all something of a jumble.
It was a wonderful first experience, very romantic and tender. He was patient and he was very good. I felt like part of me had just died, but I also felt like I had staarted an exciting new adventure, one I would enjoy many times afterwards. What a great birthday present!
I married a much younger woman, and she knew about my sexual submission and addiction to total enclosure bondage, at the time, but said she didn't care. Well, after about a year, she put me into my leather strait-jacket, pulled up the attached hood, and hauled it viciously tight to my head and face, leaving me only two tiny nostril holes, and a small zipper across my mouth, sealed tight shut at the time, which reduced me to silence, with insufficient air for speaking. After checking the tightness of the buckles, she teased me into massive erection, and then calmly told me she was having an affair with Herb, next door. He was a younger, new divorcee, and not someone I liked a lot. Pushy, loud, aggressive, bit of a drinker, he just rubbed me the wrong way. In silent distress, I heard her say that Herb knew all about me, and while he "didn't like perverts" he was curious, and wanted to see "it" for himself. Just then the doorbell rang and Gretchen said "that'll be him! Don't go anywhere!" and went to the front door. A minute later Herb's unpleasant tones said "Fuckin' A!" with a hint of glee. He went on "Wow Greta, you weren't fucking kidding were you! And LOOK at the size of that thing! Man, he's really havin' fun isn't he!" She sniffed, and said icily "Him yes, me not so much!" Herb came close, and then his fat fingers seized my swollen balls and squeezed hard! "MMMMMMMMMFFFFFF!" was all I could manage. They both laughed. Then Gretchen said thoughtfully "you guys have never liked each other, have you? I know he thought you were loud and ignorant!" She sniggered evilly, and said "I gotta meet the girls - can you look after him while I'm gone?" He said coldly "Oh you better believe it, hon! I'll take REAL good care of him! He'll be really glad to see you, I guaran-damn-tee!" Soon as she was gone, he said menacingly Oh you in trouble now, asshole!" He twisted my balls painfully, yanking on them, as I writhed in agony. "Thing is, doofus - greta and me we're sort of close, and we think you should just become our slave, from now on! Do exactly what you're told, no exceptions, or punishment! Real punishment! Gonna be fun, shit-for-brains! At least for me! I'm gonna fuck you up so bad!"
I have gotten to a point where I just can't stand my husband anymore. Forcing it to work has driven me to act stupidly finding what I need elsewhere but that solves nothing creating more and more issues. Yes I am aware that I a giant piece of shit for this.
We got married at 21 after I got pregnant. I am now almost 31 and idk if i have changed or the circumstances possibly both but fuck we are fighting more that getting along. No matter how each of us tries to communicate, one this the otger is attacking and it becomes one nasty fight or another. Im tired. Tired of all this shit. And no when you a have a kid with autsim in all the correct programs you dont have the option to pick and just leave
At this stage the only way out seems to be death but who can afford to die these days.
Anyways there is my confession.
My advice to young people.
You will think having children is a great idea. But no matter how good a person you are; you can’t fix society. You can’t make the world safe. You can’t make people kind or get them to care.
As for marriage. Love is not enough. You & your spouse can completely love one another. But in-laws and stress will still almost certainly destroy your marriage. When it ends; your happy well adjusted children will emotionally fall apart.
As for Church. I’m very spiritual. I pray & know my Bible. I have lived a fairly clean life. But I never found solace in a Church. Just people trying to exclude others as they patted themselves on the back. Preachers trying to cheat on their wives and shake down members for every penny while they went on nice paid vacations. They’d spend an hour at a mission, then a week at a fancy resort.
I used to work with guys who just invested their $; stayed single, & enjoyed life. That’s probably the least emotionally painful way to live.
I used to try to talk young people out of suicide. It’s amazing how many were the children of Church members. They’d be gay or have a mental disability. The preacher & congregation would have these young people convinced God didn’t love them. Let me tell you; Churches are full of people lying; cheating; looking at porn; you name it.
Go to restaurants after Church let’s out. Unhappy rude people giving the wait staff a hard time, then barely tipping.
Oh I pray and can recite the Bible. But I try to live it rather than talk about it. I’m also a sinner & know it.
I often contemplate divorce, I love my wife but I have not been happy for years and I keep convincing myself things will get better but I'm starting to get the the point where I dont care anymore.
I don't wanna me with my boyfriend anymore, he drives me crazy. Like he drinks his coffee, it's disgusting and annoying, I could go nuts! I don't think he is attractive anymore. Now he wants to marry me and I am not able to break up with him. Our parents are now starting to plan our wedding and I am freaking out. Actually, I'm in love in another man and I rejected him for my present boyfriend. I am such an idiot. This was the biggest mistake in my life and I don't know how I can end this. I'll have to leave my boyfriend at the altar, whether I like it or not.
#marriage #wedding #boyfriend #frustrating #love #altar #confession
I'm gay, I'm 14 and gay, I live in Missouri and I just want to get fucked, and fuck guys, I want to give bj's and I want guys to give bj's to me, and I just want to find true love and have a husband with me by my side.
I've been lying to everyone. I was born and raised in a religious family and society where it is wrong to have sex before marriage. But I am not virgin like they have always been thinking about me. I had sex with someone in university. I have a boyfriend now, and he is also a religious person. He doesn't want to have sex before we get married. I wonder what if one day he find my secret..
I never told anyone about this. My parents would disown me if they knew and no one would want to be with me. Fuck me, right.
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