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My girlfriend broke up with me. I am 25 years old and I was in love. I just cannot fathom why she left me.
She left me without a real explanation, just said that she wasn't into me any more and that we doesn't want to see or talk to me any longer.
I tried calling her, but she blocked my phone and blocked me on all social media. Her friends also did that.
I know that she likes this one coffee place near her work that she visits frequently.
I confess that I've gone to this place every day in hopes of seeing her and talking to her to find out why she left me.
#girlfriend #breakup #love #sad #devastated #coffee #confession
I REALLY want to fuck my ex colleague. Shes 8 years older than me, we are both married.. we worked together for 3 years and had a great normal friendship, but after we got retrenched and didnt see each other for a while , I missed her a lot. When I saw her again , I immediately experienced a new feeling towards her, an euphoric feeling which immediately aroused me.. since then I have this intense desire to wrap her legs around me, slide my fat cock in her pussy and fuck her in every position and hole.. I literally fantasize about her pussy creaming on my cock before I cum deep inside her pussy. I dont know if the feeling is mutual so I dont want to act on it and fuck up my life completely. Her name is Tanya, a mother of two blonde kids and she drives a vw.. I just hope you see this and feel the same
As much as this sounds like it's fake, I assure you it DID happen and I don't regret it one bit.
So,
I had this professor who I got wet just thinking about. He wasn't like, an Adonis or anything. I have a thing for old guys and he was just my type. He wasn't married, fortunately.
So yeah just thinking about him made me horny and sometimes when it was his class im attending, i had to excuse myself to go to the toilet to masturbate bc i just keep thinking of him bending me over the desk and fucking me in front of the other students while i squirt all over the floor.
Anyway, long story short, I went to his faculty to ask him about a specific part in a paper he assigned to us and since he was fortunately alone, he got to eat me out.
WHEN I TELL YOU HIS TONGUE IS SO GOOD!!!! holy fuck the way he sucked my clit and made me moan so hard???? When i tell you i get wet just remembering it-
Atp i cant remember the specific detail how it started but i noticed his eyes straying to my skirt bc we were sitting and it kinda rode up and i just bit my lip and put his hand on my thigh and that's where it all went down. God he was a great pussy eater. If only i could make you guys listen to the squelch lol.
He also got to fuck me open in the faculty couch so 😋😋 the huge possiblity that we could get caught; with him pumping his dick in my pussy and me moaning like a slut, god it made me more excited.
Anyway, TLDR; I got to fuck my GILF professor and he was good at eating pussy. Made me moan loudly 10/10
(Also been thinking of asking him to fuck again but in a motel so i could scream as loud as i want)
Back in the 5th grade, us guys goofed around and cut off the long hair of the girls. At that time, we really thought this would be funny. Now when I think about it ( I am 16 now ) it's not fun at all. Sorry girls, I didn't mean to!
I may sound like a psychopath. I remember when i was like 12, i didn't cry at my Grandpa's death. That's not because i hated him or he hated me or something. I mean, i was his favorite grandchild. He always sided me when i fought with my sister or my cousin even tho i was the one who's wrong. So, the reason i didn't cry is because i didn't feel anything. I didn't get emotional, i just didn't feel sadness. Everyone was crying at his funeral except me, so i faked crying or faked getting emotional so my parents wouldn't think I'm crazy. This was already like 6 years ago
I'm at work now and everyday i will go to the toilets to masturbate thinking of my little sister in law.
Today I placed a spoofed call (spoofmyphone.com) for the ex-girlfriend from my best buddy. So I simple changes the caller id, that is displayed, to the number from my buddy. Really cool... I hope they come into contact again.
I'm in a clique of 4 girls, we call us "the table" (because at parties, we like to stay for us and drink and have fun). The last time, everything got worse and worse. Two of my girls, Tamy and Annie got into fight about a boy or something and didn't want to talk to each other for quite a long time.
My confession is that I kinda liked it. I got more time to do something with my boyfriend without those girls bitching around that I don't have time for them and stuff. Tamy was like 'You always hang around your bf. You don't want to do anything without him' and that was really annoying.
I have to say that I even tried to sabotage their fight, so it would last longer. I told Sue that I saw Annie with this boy they were bitching about. Sue ran to Tamy and told her that, too. Now Tamy tried to go out with him to make Annie jelous and it worked, she really had a date with him and they both had some private time together.
I feel guilty right now, just because I told Sue about that guy and Annie, Tamy had a date with him and Annie got so furious about that she keyed the car of Tamy and battered down a window of her car.
I thought about telling them the truth, but now I am too scared. They will never forgive me when they find out that I lied to Sue.
And what makes it even worse is that my boyfriend Michael broke up with me a week ago. Now I destroyed my friendship to my girls and I don't even have a boyfriend to spend my time with...
I am sick of magda bugging me everywhere I go. and her son to nick eed. just stop it. I can't love him. please stop the abuse you even are on the tv at the hospital and its making me feel like I am not welcome there without the evils of ken's torture and its got to stop. you are selfish.
Chicks with dicks are so cute. I wish more of them wanted to keep it. Im really good at rubbing mine. I want to share my skill. And try giving a blow job.
I hate the states of illinois & Missouri
Illinois worst state second to missouri I loath this area. Why would i want to live in the midwest when this area has not brought me any enjoyment.
I'm not thee only individual in society who loaths these states . Lot have fled the midwest.
i wanted to something so great so my parents can say i am proud of you my son . as i am not good at many things but i know i am very much good at my work and i am doing it with all my heart and doing really great my manager and other team member complimented me about my work many times but in returns i didn't get good appraisal and some time they cancel my leaves and all it's heart me a lot. sometime i think it's not my hard work in office that is going to make my parents proud i keep looking the opportunities to do something different but all the time i ended at my work like i am good at this, i can do something great in this.. maybe i am working in the wrong company or under wrong manger coz its been 2 year and they still don't know about my abilities and utilizing me in that way. all they care about constant money is coming not giving the opportunities to younger employees who can really make a difference.
I've called the Alcoholics Anonymous and asked them which wine would match perfectly to fish.
They didn't answer me.
Hooked up twice with my female boss from work this year. Everyone thinks she is a mean, frigid bitch but what they don't know is that she is a pain submissive and is open to about anything once she gets a good flogging.
She also wears my favorite stockings and heels at work to signal she wants to get together again soon.
as far as I am concerned, how I see a lot of these pathetic slimey famous young people, but most of them are creepy ugly, poorly minded and lacking in values and manners. Most of the people you see famous are literally gay. Shame filled up secrets would shock us all from them. Most of them are dirty deviant sick pathetic people. I look at all the royals and prince andrew literally personifies that sick pathetic image of the rich white fat trashy titled freaks. Kate and William and Harry and Meghan look like goofs and whiney germy tardbark tryhards. If they could see how they really look to most when you remove all the gloss of rainbowland you get drainbow and that is how they make you feel. You don't feel uplifted seeing them sucking off the poor and sucking off the earth. They are more retarto- farto then they think they are. SLIMEY looking. SLIMEY acting just like meghan or andrew. creepy slimey to be straight with you. That is all you get now from the world. You look around and its all gay fake asses with KIDOS, not kids, not children but the new words is KIDOS, KIDO-DIDOs. all they do is O's! hahaha. They are the real nobodies who deserve nothing just only them that have not worked that out yet! the world is laughing at them. That fake ass so extra, behavior and rich trashiness and sick toxic minds. There is no hope for them at all and god knows it!!!!
I've always been an A+ student. Not once did I get a B, not even an A-. Funny story; one time my teacher entered in the wrong grade and told me about it and how I thought I got an F in the class, even though it was a mistake, I started crying my eyes out. I didn't forgive myself when I showed up late to class or turned in a homework assignment 5 minutes late. That's not why I'm writing this confession. I cheat, a lot. I am a university student with perfect grades, and the only way I can get those grades is if I cheat. I will not pass the test, even if I studied day and night for it if I don't cheat on it. That started during my second semester in college and ever since, I've been lazy and discouraged and have no will or reason to continue on with school. The thing is, I know it's wrong, and even if I ever get caught, I will not care whatsoever. But I can't stop myself. I've violeted my trust in myself. My family's and friends' trust in me. The dean of the school and all my professors who have congratulated me on my excellence.
#mistrust #cheating #plagiarism #college #student #professors #work
Episode 10, The Seventies.
As the summer turned to fall and winter the times the six of us were together seemed few compared to summer. Saturday was THE day, if my clothes were coming off it would be then. Many Saturdays that winter were spent at home if my brother was not going out himself. My mother and father both used that night for their friends and often that meant at the bar and home late. Sometimes I would have Dave for a sleep over and never was a word of my nudity spoken around my brother and much to my benefit Dave never told anyone. In addition to that he didn't once ask me to take my clothes off around him, that was more reserved for his sister. The times we would be all together often was a Farrells and again once the parents were gone off came my clothes. No one made much fuss now, everyone was pretty used to me with no clothes on. I take them off without prodding from anyone, but only them, no one else. In fact my brother doesn't even know what is going on and the secret seems safe. I've come to kinda like being naked around them, the girls in particular. To catch someone looking at me, or my cock, is normal and I like it. There is nothing sexual, I don't think of fucking or doing sexual things, have never been made to do anything that way. A boner is not unusual either as the girls will still play with it just to get it hard.
The sixties are behind us now and the seventies are ahead. I'm 11 years old and in grade six.I don't recall anything particularly eventful that winter and as spring came so did playing outdoors. For all the times Dave and I played together, sometimes where no one else was, he never once asked me to take my clothes off. If he had I likely would have done it.
Spring turns to summer and once again the pool is open. We're getting ready to go for the first time that year and I am not sure whether I'll be skinny dipping again until my mother tells me to be sure I bring my bathing suit. She also tells me that I am not to take it off when we go to the woods. I don't know what changed. Last summer she has me walking around naked and this summer I was not to. So off we go, get there, strip down to our bathing suits and the others are somewhat surprised I have a bathing suit on. It isn't long after that we decide to go to the woods and in defiance of my mother I take it off. I just feel so normal being naked around them now and I think the same can be said for them as no one makes much of a fuss anymore.
I was nervous that my mother might come out to the woods to see for herself if I was stripping but she never did and I don't know if she even ever suspected I was still doing it. The difference this year now is that many times us kids are left to ourselves while the mothers go out for the evening and just like over the winter I take my clothes off. So mostly we are just playing around, hanging around or whatever.
The knock on the door sent me scrambling for my clothes, Lynn says not to bother and Karen returns with her friends. It's the girls from last summer, the ones on their bikes. Unknown to me Karen had called them to come over to see. They were in disbelief that I was so casually naked. They were in further disbelief that I would let the girls touch me, play with me, get hard. I spent most of that evening around the four older girls while the rest went off to play. And so it was, another summer.
Next Episode, Coming of Age.
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