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Please don't judge me but I don't like sleeping. I sleep around 4 or 5 hours a night and that's enough, I can't lie down to relax or anything, I NEED to do something.
It's horrible to close my eyes, just for relaxing and sleeping. As a kid, I used to have bad nightmares and now I am an adult and grown up, I shouldn't be afraid of nightmares, but I am.
I had been married about 28 years when I decided I needed more excitement in my sex life. I put an ad on a well known meetup site and soon found myself meeting a single woman who lived with a guy wanting the same. We talked at length about what each of us want and agreed to meet a week later. So we did, and we did, and we have been meeting occasionally ever since. But being with her just wasn't enough, We only saw each other a couple times/year and it was only for a few hours. So I put a few more ads in other free meetup sites and have had great luck meeting women. I have met women while traveling and at home. Among the women I have met, about 4 of them are long term affairs where we see each other once/year or so. I have met married women, single women, and divorced women. I have spent the night with married women and single women. I have showered and bathed with most. All of them are wonderful and they all know this is just for the fun of the moment and there is no intent that either of us change our lives to be together. Sex with strangers is absolutely wonderful. You never know how the other person will act, what their preferences are, how eager they are. Each meeting is new and exciting. I have been with skinny girls, full sized girls, short girls, tall
I (female, 32 years old) am afraid of the dark. I'm scared of ghosts, monsters, aliens, burglars.
When my boyfriend's not home I sleep with a night light.
I confess that I totally act like a wimp.
I love to masturbate at night, under my bed cover. I can't do it alone, but I becomes horny at night so I finger myself while reading erotica. By brother sleeps besides me. So I have to do it then as I becomes very horny but can never cum.
Last weekend I met with a friend i met over Instagram. He's an artist , his father is famous , and that fame has been passed down to him. We talked , FaceTime all the time for months. His father had a concert in my area. He wanted to meet me in person , I was completely with it considering i had talked to him everyday for the past 3/4 months . I went to his hotel , where he was with him and his cousin. They decided they were going out but I had already planned on going out as well , turns out we just so happened to be going to the same club. I had a friend waiting on me , so we agreed to meet there. I went to pick up my friend and on the way to the club he called me and told me he wasn't going out and to meet him at his room After. I left the club and dropped off my friend, made my way to his hotel where he was sleeping 😂😂. I had to call up to his room because he wasn't answering his phone which was lower then the hotel phone. He opened the door I showered and he was sleeping. I woke him up telling him how awake I was. He made me take down my hair , started playing wit it . Pulling it causing us to play fight. Before I knew it the vibe was there and we started kissing . one thing led to another, before I knew he had undressed me and started kissing all over my body. He performed oral sex , and then we had sex. It was short because he kept pulling out and the condom were drying up 🙄😒. He only had 2, so after the 2nd one dried we went back to kissing. I looked back at the bed and he popped my cherry 😩😒💦 .. I was so embarsssed . I took a shower and by the time I got out it was time for him to leave to the airport. 😒 We kissed and did all the cutesy shit and he left. .😂😂 he's so busy because he's famous And it's annoying. I always wanna cut him off but I remember how he left the hotel room with and caught his flight without showering 😂😩 my pussy was all on his mouth and he didn't gaf 😭💦 wonder when he showered .. after his 7 hour flight? I'm honored 😂😂💀
I cheated on my last boyfriend.
He still doesn’t know and though we broke up and we’re just friends now...I feel like I should tell him since I had an abortion and I’m not sure who’s it was.
I work in a 24 hours shop mostly nightshift.
My boss is a complete retard. He thinks he's the coolest guy on earth and everyone else is a loser and he doesn't realize that he's the jerk. Altough it would be his duty to count the money and bring the earnings to the bank, he doesn't do it. He always instructs me to do that. But that's not my job!
He's such a lazy ass. And because I don't like him and because he thinks he can do what he wants I take cigarettes and booze each time before I leave the store. He won't notice it because I have to keep track of all books.
I have to confess something that (for me) is very embarrassing and horrible and bad.
I am so afraid of black people at night. I don't know why, I don't know when it started. When I'm out at night and I see a black person, I almost freak and pass out. It's horrible.
The worst part about it you ask? I am a black person myself.
Im a guy and I went out with my dude friend to the bar. the next day I was walking the best I could. And our 3rd friend got mad we didn't invite him to the bar. If your friend is walking funny the morning after being out with another guy friend. Give them high fives not grief. Ugh
It's my best friend's birthday today. And since we are little (she's 30 as of today), we used to wish each other happy birthday at exactly 12pm midnight. If we couldn't be with each other we skyped, talked on the phone or texted.
This year, I totally forgot. I talked to her on the phone yesterday, we also talked about her birthday and I still couldn't remember it!!!
I don't know if she's sad or something. I texted her as soon as I realized and she replied normally.
Uff, what a faux pas!!
This is further to my confession of; Vintage nylon babydoll nightie and peignoirs.
I was called away on the phone so had to end quickly my last vintage nightie confession..As I said I am right into these sexy vintage chiffon baby-doll silky nightie garments. I love playing with my hard cock through the layers of silky chiffon nylon while walking around and sitting down and in bed too. And this is really great thing to do, all U males out there if you have or can get a 2 layer vintage nightie,Get the nightie in and hold the top of the nightie with your right hand [get in the nude, and stand with your legs apart] then put your left hand slightly behind your left leg and hold the bottom off the nylon nightie and bring it up to your balls and hard cock then just hold the outer chiffon layer,and pull it back and forth, back and forth, the length of your hard shaft and balls, and WOW WHAT a FEELING I do this many times till I C-U-M into the chiffon BUT what I love to do is just slow down the " back and forth'" stuff and get your CUM to coat the underside and length of your shaft and balls, its a real BUZZ. AND, when you start doing this FETISH stuff, you wont want to stop doing it, at the first opportunely U have. especially if your Wife or partner has a vintage nylon [2 layers] tucked away in her nightie drawer
So go to it Guys, you"ll love it like I do and cant stop doing it from time to time or as many times as possible ..
I hope you Guys reading this FETISH have as much fun as I did writing this This includes the Admin Guy .
For work, I always have a lot of research to do. And this means that I often have to work at home (later, at night for example).
But I'm just too lazy. So I got my son to do it. He gets 10 bucks each time he "helps" me.
I can get to bed earlier and he gets some extra money. He's always a bit tired though and his grades in school aren't that good as in the beginning of the year but I guess that's not too bad.
My confession is... I have lots of sleepover... Not only that but I'm an early bird and night owl (Means I wake up early and sleep late) so i don't can easily stay awake all night which u always so cos I don't like sleeping infront of other ppls families etc... But, they are neither, they go to sleep at 7pm and wake up at 11/12 in the morning... The entire family does..
My curiosity is... How can u sleep that long, even with school starting again soon?
29/08/16 (school starts 05/09/16)
I think the caronavirus pandemic; divorce, anerisms, & isolatuon are messing up my head.
As an autistic boy i felt alone in the world. My dad refused me my entire life, saying he couldnt have a retard. My mom refused to set by me & abandined me for being retarded. I endured massive abuse.
I dreamed of being a knight & Captain America. I would let others hurt me; but protected others. I'd stand between victims & bullies. If attacked i quit being autistic for a moment. Its like God was using me to help others. I used only just enough force to get the attacker to stop & leave us alone.
I was amazed to discover real knights still exhist. There are actually people who worship God & dress up like knights. Thats cool. Like big kids. They raise money for Christian children.
However; theres one group who still goes to defend Holy Land it seems. Like the Crusaders. They protect Christians & Jews. They put their faith first & risk their lives to protect others like cops & soldiers. But I'm passive. I would have no problem trying to save another; ive saved lives, but i couldnt arm myself & put myself in a dangerous situation. Death doesn't scare me. But i have no desire to harm others. So i understand something about myself. I chose in my mind to pattern myself after Captain America but not King Arthur. One was defense only. The other had an offensive weapon also. So I'm a contradiction: i love the military & cops; but couldnt be one because I'd have to use deadly force, & thats not me.
As for aliens. I saw a secret US craft as a kid by a military base. I dreamed about aliens after that. I concede aliens are possible; but i just can't accept the Navy videos are alien; they have to be US secret tech.
I was 11 when my mom remarried and I kind of had a crush on my step brother. The first night he stayed at my house he didn't have his own room so I offered him to stay in my room. Over the years I wanted to guck him sooo bad. Then on my 15 birthday I asked him if he could have sex with me. And that night we did. Every night on my birthday we have sex now and it feels amazing!
Unprotected one-night stand with a guy I barely knew. He was going to pull out but he didn't and I wasn't even mad. He came in me 3 times. I don't know how I didn't get pregnant.
Taking a knee. There’s a lot of talk that Colin Kaperdick started the practice. Very wrong. It was used in the Middle Ages; & probably long before that.
The media being wrong as they often are says taking a knee is a sign of defiance & protest. That’s very funny. It’s actually a sign of submission. When you kneel in front of a person you are acknowledging that person is superior to you. So when the flag is displayed; & the anthem played, Kapernick id pledging his loyalty to serve America.
I’m mixed race; but I’m descended from a long line of warriors; soldiers; knights; & lords. Since those families inter-married for strong genes I have multiple lines in my past. Even have a noble line on my moms side. My wife also has a line of knights & lords that goes back to a castle still in existence.
Well; when I’d visit my mostly white grandpa (his wife less so) I’d here all the tales. I laughed at it all when I grew up. Then DNA proved it was all real. I can claim a bunch of those little shields people hang in their walls LOL.
He taught me all this honor stuff I’ve lived by. I’m supposed to be a knight. I have to live by a code. We immigrated but we have a code. It’s stupid. I did not teach that crap to my kids; but my kids have still fought to protect disabled; gay; & other kids. I didn’t teach them that. They learned it from watching me. I’m a very nice polite person. I’m near death & cant do much now. But I have defended many in my life. Helped many. Saved a few lives. But I do not kneel to a flag or a man. Only God & Jesus is superior to me. So I will only kneel to them.
He said in the past everyone fought; each other & animals. But tribes would attack each other. Tribes learned to choose their best warriors. These would train for war; to protect the rest. They got the best food for strength. The best women for producing strong sons. The rest served them & raised the food. Built the shelters.
In time tribes combined. King tribes became king lines; over other lines. To have peace; some kings would send their daughters to other kings to marry princes. This was very important. Superior breeding.
It all sounds stupid today because of technology. Top predators are nearly wiped out. We have conquered farming & disease to an extent. Weapons make most of us equal. If a gang of thugs tried to break into our homes they’d find my mom; nieces; sisters are much better with guns than them. If I’m home all I need is one knife or stick. I was born to fight. Reflexes; speed; strength; gymnastics; you name it. I’m old now; but I used to amaze people. It’s outdated stuff now though.
Best Way to think on it. Kentucky Derby. These horses were bred to run fast. It took breeding to produce War Admiral & Sea Biscuit. My dad was not satisfied with me. I’m flawed. Happens a lot with pure breeds.
I could shoot a quarter at 400 yds. I killed a deer with a spear. I squatted over 800 & benched nearly 600. In college at 270 lbs I outran 3 guys on a college track team in the 100 yard dash. But they beat me in the 50. I ran NCAA level mile. I would run a 30 mile marathon at least once a month to stay in shape. I could do a 360 degree two handed slam. But I wouldn’t play sports often. Hated to practice. I liked hunting; fishing; drawing; reading; jumping dirt bikes; & cheerleaders.
Coaches begged me to play sports. Wanted me to be a college fullback; point guard; center fielder; or distance runner. I was actually best at archery; martial arts; gymnastics; wrestling; & boxing. Instead I was the top academic student in college. Went into high tech fields. Then a disease started destroying me.
What’s my point. Kapernick is good at sports; but not bright it seems. He kneels to show defiance; instead it shows submission. My family fights in wars. I had a cousin on my moms side who died. When the anthem plays I stand with hand on heart to honor his serving America in war. To honor his dying because of having served. Colin kneeling is an acknowledgment by himself that he’s a lesser man. It’s saying he fears to serve; or is inadequate to the task. He’s saying he’s a lesser man than any of the many who fought for America under that flag.
I stand to say that if this nation needs me in war; & asks me, I will serve in whatever capacity. In arms; as security; in a factory. All have roles in an all out war. I am also honoring those who are & have served; as well as those who have died. Colin is saying that if a giant war erupts he is unfit to serve in any capacity. He is also saying he has no respect for any who have died under that flag. That’s never bothered me; this is a free country. Who cares. I always felt he moved up on a great team. They cut the highly paid better QB; & surrounded him with free agents. Then he got a big contract. As youth wanted larger contracts; along with his; they couldn’t get the free agents. He couldn’t put a team on his back like a Russell Wilson or Tom Brady. So he took a knee; they couldn’t fire him cause it would look racist; so he got to cash his checks. Seemed smart. Or maybe he did care that much. Who knows.
I was told that when ancient warriors decided to unite to fight other groups of warriors kneeling began. You showed loyalty to a king or chieftain. You kneeled. If he didn’t trust you; he drove his sword into your neck. If he did he tapped your shoulders; and you rose as a knight of his. You served him. Later; you only got land if granted. A lord was a knight with land; he sent his sons to serve the king as knights. The oldest alive when he died got the land. But all kneeled to the king. In America when the Revolutionary War started some of us were caught here. We chose or neighbors over the King; which means we broke a vow. But we had never been knighted; that was outdated. So we had the choice. Now we only bow to God.
Thus; were I in the NFL I would not bow. I won’t bow to a president. I won’t kneel to a king. Only God & Jesus is greater than me. I do get on my knees & pray to them. But I won’t bow to you. I’d rather die. I’ve fought to save many being bullied. I’ve risked my life to save others. I’ve fed the homeless. I’ve helped many people broken down & in wrecks. But I will not bow to another man.
But America is free. If Colin wants to bow to Old Glory he is free to do so. But he’s just acknowledging that’s he’s inferior to all who served under that flag; which is fine. He’s certainly not being defiant.
If he were defiant he’d stand & hold a fist or flip the bird. I think in his head he thinks he’s showing support for civilians who died st the hands of law enforcement. That makes no sense. Perhaps he’s saying he doesn’t want to be part of America or respect it. In that case he should go set on the bench.
He should have asked a smarter person before he tried to use the TV to push his personal opinion or cause. I’d told him kneel before & after the anthem. Stand but don’t put your hand over your heart. He’d get attention for his cause. He wouldn’t anger families who lost soldiers under that flag. He’d be standing for all you served; but by not holding his hand over his heart he’d be refusing to swear loyalty to America. He could say that’s because he felt America didn’t treat blacks as equals.
By just doing something without understanding it; & the goofy media getting involved it turned into Colin is against soldiers. I don’t believe that’s true. I doubt he has the courage to be a soldier; but I do believe he respects soldiers. I think his stupidity ruined his gesture. But hey; I do endless stupid crap myself. I still love him. Hope he finds God. That’s the only answer.
Oh; & I don’t see myself as special. Coaches thought I was a special athlete. Science teachers thought me a genius. Women thought me sexy. But in reality I’m disabled & am basically nothing. But God & Jesus love me anyways; & I’m going to Heaven when I die.
I confess I am an exibitionist! I believe it all started when I was 16. I was working on a farm that was 1/2 mile from my house. I would ride my bike to work. One day a small white car stopped by me and the driver asked me how to get to town. I told him “drive to the end of the street and make a right”. He said thanks and left. Part way down the street he stopped and turned around. He drove back to me this time with the passenger side towards me. He asked again how to get to town. That’s when I noticed the blond woman in the passenger seat COMPLETELY NAKED! I was so excited, I couldn’t get home fast enough and masterbated as soon as I did. That got me started. Behind our house was a corn field. On the other side of the field was a main road. I would go out at night and go through the corn field. I would get naked and wait for cars to pass my street then walk to the edge of the road stroking myself. It would take several cars but I would eventually cum. When I was married to my 1st wife she would go stay at her parents regularly. Our yard backed up to a busy street with a stop light 3 car lengths down. I would go out at night and sit on top of our picnic table. Our spot light had a motion sensor and if I sat still long enough it would shut off. I would then play with myself and get good and hard. When the cars got stopped by the light I could see in them and when I could see it was a woman driver or a car full of women I would stand up and stroke myself to orgasm. That would cause the spotlight to turn on and they would get a good show. I did that one night and saw my neighbor watching me from her kitchen window. My most exciting time came when I was about40. I work at a factory and go in early on Mondays which means I leave early. That would get me home about 11:30. The mail lady would deliver about 11:45 and always do the other side of the street first. That gave me time to get ready. I would get naked and make myself erect. When I would see her coming back down the street I would put on my bath robe. When she got to my next door neighbor I would walk to the end of my drive and get the mail from her. When I would reach for the mail my robe would fall open, exposing myself to her. Well one Monday things were going as usual and I went out to get my mail. I reached out for it and she pulled it back. There I was standing in front of her naked and fully erect while she just looked at me. After about 10 seconds she handed me my mail and said something about making sure it was mine. When I got back into the house I couldn’t masterbate fast enough. I was standing in my entrance way with the door open and only a full glass storm door between me and outside. I had my head leaning on the wall a dildo in one hand working it in my ass and my duck in the other stroking furiously. Just as I was starting to climax I heard something but kept stroking until I came. That’s when I realized what I had heard it was the doorbell. When I opened my eyes and looked I saw the mail lady walking of my porch. Not sure how long she was there before she rang the bell but I’m hoping she got a good show. Up until COVID and my wife started to work from home I had a good thing going. Our house backs up to a park. My exibitionist ways get the better of me and I started exposing myself to the women walking by, not blatantly at first. But then I noticed one woman who lives a couple of houses down would change her route to make sure she was the only person behind my house when she passed by. My exposure got more and more daring until I eventually just got completely naked and stand by the fence stroking when she would pass by. This went on for several years, me cumming for her but then COVID hit. Now since my wife is always home I am forced to go to my local Walmart and masterbate in my truck hoping someone will see me. I’d love to chat with some one and kick up the game a notch😜
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