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I do not know what to do and I feel so guilty right now. My mother passed away in 2011 and I held her in my arms when she died. After the funeral, the rumours started. Even my sister, who is now not a part of my life anymore because I cut her out, accused me of killing our mother. This was especially hard for me. And now, 8 years later, I still have to listen to those accusations. They say that I treated my mother badly and that I had hit her. I have to disagree. No, I did not! I never hit my mom, but I of course was not the picture perfect son. I made mistakes and I am very sorry for them. I do not pray as often as others might do, but I think about mom all the time. I look after my mother's grave and bring flowers regularly and when I am there I am talking to her and asking her for forgiveness for all the mistakes I made.
Do you think she can hear me?
I think I might be a murderer after all... Am I a bad person? I start to think that I am. I would like to apologize here once more for how I treated my mother some times. I was a teenager and had my own head. I asked for her forgiveness, but is that enough?
Shortly after she died she visited me in my dreams, but now everything is empty. There are only nightmares.
But I will try to get better. To get a better person.
I promise, Mom.
xx
#mom #deceased #died #mother #grave #murderer #sister #empty #lonely #confession #forgiveness #guilty #bad #person
I hate my grandma!! I don't know why but I guess I'm the only grandchild who doesn't call her his grandma and who likes the grandmother of his grilfriend more than his own.
I am 17f dating a 15f girl and my mother is threatening to kick me out of the house because my girlfriend is so young. I’m also in love with my 18f best friend. I don’t know what to do. We’ve been dating for a month now but I’ve liked my best friend for almost two years just never acted on it. What should I do??
#relationship #lesbian #underage #best #friend #bestfriend #help #needadvice #mother
I married a much older woman, very active in crafting, quilting, sewing, and not very affectionate or loving, due to childhood trauma which she never would discuss, except in the vaguest terms. She never was interested in sex, but felt that a certain minimal attention to her "investment" was required. As I gradually revealed the depths of my obsession with total-enclosure confinement, she discovered that this had an addictive pleasure for her damaged psyche, and she participated with staggering cooperation and enthusiasm, exploring the limits of such behavior methodically and mercilessly. We live in an old rambling house, with many alterations over the years, and the den I turned into a sewing room for her, contained an alcove about eight feet by four, with a door-sized opening into it. At her insistence, I turned it into a sound-proof cell, with a wrought-iron 'barred' door, under a heavy sound-proofed outer door, into the sewing room. And there I lived, permanently, with a small mattress, a chair, and a bucket. There were various methods of totally enclosing me, from total sensory deprivation leather helmets, locked in place, to strait-jackets, full-head ex-Russian Army gas-masks, with or without sight, and with brass valves epoxied into the filter receptacle, as a substitute for the rubber hose that had dangled from the 'snout' to loose-fitting latex suits with attached hoods, feet and mittens. Once zipped up the back to the neck, and down the back of the hood so the metal tags met, and could share a brass padlock, they were inescapable. So she sewed and quilted, with her new-age music, as I stood at the barred door, often in forced silence, sometimes tied to it, with my goodies protruding through the bars, waiting for her to take a 'break' and torture me with lengthy orgasm denial, driving me to the point of insanity, with need to come, before going back to her 'work' leaving me in silent, agonizing frustration, until the next 'break'! This was fascinating stuff for a masochistic bondage freak like me, and when I was able to speak, I told her how much I loved and appreciated her, which made her quite girlish! Months went by, in agonies of orgasm delay and denial, and any time I got out, to carry out some chores, or get showered, she threatened me with a stun gun, until I resumed my 'rightful' position. Then one day her mother arrived to visit, at the age of about seventy-five, and I was shut away behind the soundproof door. Until suddenly it opened, and I was introduced to the white-haired harridan, who soon made it plain she thought her daughter was much too easy-going with me, and encouraged her to go off to a quilting festival out of state, leaving me at the tender mercies of this dreadful old woman! She was incredibly horny, still! She took me to her bed, in the guest room, strait-jacketed, and raped me over and over, my mouth filled with her tobacco-tasting tongue, her spry old body moving on top of me in slow intense, endless couplings, which she controlled by threat, into the length of time that satisfied her. To make a long story short, she moved in permanently, and her daughter told her she could do what she wanted with me, as it was all too much trouble for her, anyway! They're reading this over my shoulder, approvingly, and now it's time to return to my cell.
I spat into my mother's drink yesterday because she wouldn't drive me to my boyfriend's house.
I've been married for a couple years but my mother-in-law and I started to text more. Something completely innocent turned sexual fast. Starting with simple sex talk than to fantasy and what we would love to try. Pictures came next and videos. The lust and connection was so strong we ended up having sex and now I want to keep fucking her..
I peed in the shampoo bottle of my boyfriend's mother because this stupid woman claimed me for stealing her money.
#hate #shampoo #pee #urine #boyfriend #mother #stupid #stealing #claim #money
My stepmother gave me a vibrator. I'm only 13 and wasn't sure what to think. Why, did she give me this? Well the weird part, maybe a month later she asked how I liked it. I thought it was a private thing, so I just smiled and said it was too noisy. Then she continues on telling me not to worry and wants to know if I need a demonstration. What? I kind of want to tell my dad, but I don't want to rock the boat. I have known this lady 5 years and never expected she would do this. Did she want to use it on me or have me watch her use it? Before I try it, she will not be home and my door will be locked. How can I relax and try it?
#stepmother #vibrator #noisy #private #shocked #confused #weird
when my mother in law and her husband would go out on cruises and vacation my wife and I would watch over their home. I always had a strong attraction to my mother in law and constantly fantasized about me and her. whenever my wife was at work and I was off earlier is stop by their empty house and rummage through stuff but mostly her underwear drawer. I'd grab a good pair or sometimes there were some dirty ones in the laundry I could sniff. I'd sit in the bathroom and masturbate while either sniffing her panties or using them to stroke myself. no one ever suspected anything. my crowning achievement was when my wife and her dad went to the store to get dinner stuff and my mother in law thought I had gone as well so she got undressed and changed in her room and I managed to record it through the 1 inch gap in the door way. sometimes I think she would welcome my sex with open arms just by the way she looks at me and touches me. one day I'll make a subtle move and see what happens.
My mother is a terrible cook. No matter what she cooks, it's a disaster and tastes horrible.
Neither my little brother nor I want to offend her, so we tell her that it tastes good.
In reality, we throw the food away and buy fast food.
So, I'm in my mid 30s and my mil is in her early 50s, I’m blond with blue eyes a little cheeky looking and try to dress smart as often as I can.
My mil has straightened blond hair about shoulder length with a slight fringe that’s brushed to one side and wears glasses, she's about 5ft 5 and is very slim with a great figure, a tight little bum and the perfect size breasts that are just about a hand full, she likes to wear tight fitting dresses or jeans and just describing her body gets me aroused..
She's a very bubbly person, very outgoing and always likes a laugh and a joke, one of the best things about her personality is that she has a dirty mind and isn't shy to say sexual things (especially when she's had a drink) and she does like to have a glass or two.
Now that you have a picture in your mind, lets begin...
I have a few story's to tell and won't be able to cover them all here and I also want to save the best till last ( when she caught me....) but we'll get to that soon. I want you to know that I am aware that these feelings and thoughts are wrong but I just can’t control it and I have to get this out before I explode.
It all started a few years ago when we stayed round my in-laws house for the weekend, we had a BBQ in the afternoon, the alcohol was flowing, jokes being made and mil dropping a few sexual innuendos into the conversations. It was a very warm day so she was wearing a thin all in one white shorts and crop top outfit. It was very low cut so I could see her chest and the top part of her cleavage, the straps were thin so her bra straps were visible. The bottom part of the outfit was tight around her waist and pulled the seam at the back slightly between he bum cheeks which was a turn on in its self, shorts flailing at the bottom about half way up her thighs. She had little white sandals on and had cute feet with natural non painted nails, she had a habit of pointing and curling her toes.
We were playing scrabble and because of the drink we started looking for dirty words or turning normal words dirty, I played the word “stuffing” and when I said it she laughed and because it was a glass table I could see and feel her leg move under the table as she crossed them and pointed her toes out, almost touching my knee that was exposed from my shorts.
She then said "I like a good stuffing"... this is probably the point were I started thinking sexual things about her and I remember picturing her in that outfit on the glass table with her legs open, feet and toes pointing in the air and saying "I like a good stuffing" to me.
She then played the word cum, I said that doesn't count to which she replied while looking at me "I like cum, so it counts". That was it, I was hooked.
After a while, my fiancé was too drunk to stay awake so she went to bed. My mils husband was so drunk that he couldn’t speak properly or stand up straight so my mil told him to go to be as well, which he did. My mil then poured us another glass of wine and we started having a chat. I’ll be honest though, I didn’t really pay much attention to what she was saying as I couldn’t help myself and I was thinking about her in all these sexual positions and I kept looking through the table at her legs hoping she was to drunk to be aware of what I was looking at. To be honest though now I think back, I was so turned on and aroused by her that she’d have to be naive to not notice and she’s definitely not naive.
I started to get hard and I knew that I needed to get out of the situation before I became fully erected because she would have definitely noticed through the table. So, I pretended to start falling asleep and she said “right, time for bed then as you are falling asleep on me" ok I said. We went inside, closed up and she walked down the hallway where I assumed she went to bed. I started going to bed and took my t-shirt off but then thought I’d best use the toilet first. The light in the hallway was off so it was dark and I couldn’t see very well, as I walked to the toilet door mil must have been in the toilet because she walked round the corner at the same time as me, she had now changed into some baggy shorts and a sleeping t-shirt. Because I couldn’t see very well We walked straight into each other, she naturally put her hands up so one of her hands landed on my chest and her finger rubbed my nipple which as I had no top on was stiff, she softly said “sorry I didn’t see you" and she didn’t move her had straight away so this turned me on almost instantly and I got erected. Hoping she wouldn’t notice, I then put both my hands firmly on her shoulders, I said sorry as I moved her to the left and then said goodnight, she replied the same.
After I finished in the toilet, I went to the living room to finish the wine and sat on the sofa, I instantly thought about her in the hall way with her hand an my chest and nipple so by this point i was rock hard. I couldn’t hold it anymore so i unzipped my shorts, pulled out my now throbbing erection pictured my mil and began to move my hand up and down, I was so aroused by the thought of her that I lost control and I’m not ashamed to say that only lasted not even 30 seconds. I climaxed and even said her name out loud a little... I cleaned my self up and went to bed.
Little did I know at the time that this was the beginning of my mil obsession, after this the situations and fantasies just got more intense. More confessions coming.
#motherinlaw #milf #inlaw
My alcoholic mother began tying me up and masturbating me (she called it wanking) at age ten. It felt so good, I would and did, do anything for a repeat performance. So she took me to bed with her, secured in a home-made strait-jacket, made out of an old parka of hers, and taught me to please her in all the different ways she wanted, while locked up in the parka, She substituted a fine chain for the hood drawcord, and could lock me up this way, tightly hooded, with my arms free, to hold her and caress her, as required. Or with the arms tied like a regular strait-jacket, while she wanked me to the point of near insanity, giggling and sniggering like a crazy person as she went on and on, and never let me come! These fun activities lasted about eight years, while she 'home-schooled' me, 24/7. When she died, I was devastated, and have spent the years since then looking for an acceptable substitute for her, among the community of older women. When I find the right one, we will be married, or maybe she will adopt me, whatever works best and gives her the most power and control over me.. I have several possibilities at present, and whoever is most comfortable with taking total control of me, physically, mentally, financially, you name it, will be the winner, and I will once again become the ultimate and totally fulfilled "loser"!
My parents put me on disability when I was young but the problem lies in the method I think. Forgive me God. I don't know how to fix it. Scratch that I do but I'm terrified not just for me but for them. Also when my brother was living with I practically kicked him out on the street. He's In jail now. I think it's my fault. I'm an embarrassment to my parents.
My kid Andy told me the other day that he has a super power. He said he could make himself invisible from time to time because me and my husband aren't listening to him or paying attention to him. I didn't know that he thought we wouldn't care too much but now when I think about it... We always thought he's annoying and didn't want to play with him. Now I feel bad.
I confess I'm a bad mother.
My mother has very unrealistic views of the world or life in general. She uneducated, loud and embarrassing. She has an opinion to everything and is very much known for declaring them to everyone who will listen. She spends a lot on money on useless crap, decorating the house with weird shit. She's not working.She has this really big tooth gap which makes her look even more stupid.She works in retail for over 30 years now and she's still not capable of dealing with costumers. She thinks she knows everything and is the best at everything. And now she thinks she needs to belittle me, because I do not want to live in this small dump she calls home. I moved to a bigger city, far far away from her and living my dream of being an architect. She thinks I am stupid to leave my hometown behind and that I will be coming back crying some day because the big city is too scary for me.Fuck you! I am so happy without you!!!I hate you. I hate you. I HATE YOU.
#hate #anger #mother #mom #mum #confession #movingaway #stupid #embarrassing #dream #uneducated
I was driving my mother in law home and as she got in the car she asked if I was her taxi . As I pulled into her street she asked how much was the fair. I joking said a bj would cover it. I was shocked when she said you better pull into the driveway. Without saying another word she pulled out my cock and sucked me off. When she finished she said this is our secret.
My father is unfaithful for a few years now. I just wished my mom would finally leave him.
#unfaithful #father #mother #wish #leave #confession
My mother wears the same pantyhose for days without washing them. So I go into the hamper when she finally decides to take them off and take them to my room. I get naked and sniff the feet of them and slowly move my way up to the crotch. I spread the area where it rests in her ass and sniff it while jacking off! The smell of her soiled ass makes me so hard and I cum in them thinking of tasting her dirty ass for real.
I told my teacher my mom has cancer so she would let me eat and sleep in class. My teacher said I should do what I thought was best for me.
My mother is perfectly fine, I just played Xbox the whole night and hadn't got time to sleep or eat.
#lie #mother #cancer #teacher #school #lazy #xbox #sleep #eat #confession
I recently started smelling my MIL and SIL’s used panties. Fuckin hell! my mother in law tastes soo fucking good. She’s super clean so all you smell is her mature pussy scent with some dried pussy juice.
Sister in law on the other hand, smells like what you would expect a hot celebrity to smell like. Sweet pussy smell with floral scent. She’s 24yo virgin and recently has been going on dates with this guy, by the end of the date, her panties are drenched.
I put both of their used panties in my face and sniff that mother-daughter combo, I’ve never cummed this hard in my life.
Going to their house tonight for the next 10 days. Gonna be heaven.
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