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I was best friends with this stunning girl Sarah back in high school for 3 years and it eventually was obvious to me and pretty much everyone else that she was into me.
Mates tried to egg me on to start something with her, and I wasn't really out of her league in any way, but I was going through some heavy shit personally with anxiety and self image, needless to say my self esteem was through the floor and nothing happened.
2 years since graduating and I still haven't shot my shot, we only see each other every few weeks for lunch or a cruise, but I've been able to meet up with tinder dates a fair bit in that time.
What fucks me up is the dreams I have every so often, just casual everyday life but except I'm with her in them, with everything from the way she leans into me to the way I can put my arm around her tugging at me man, and makes me want to ask her out for something more serious. While my anxiety issues aren't as bad, they're still there, and the biggest problem for me is that with all these dreams and not really seeing her all that much, I'm scared I'll become jaded from the too-good-to-be-true shit my mind puts out.
I'm very disappointed at my father to say the least.. I wish he would get arrested coz i know prison is the only place that can save him from himself.
#disappointed #angry #tired #prison
I work in a filling station at the drive-through checkout. Some days ago an older guy around 60 or something drove by and wanted to pay with his credit card. He talked to himself all the time, he was really a creepy hell of a guy and really really unfriendly. When I told him to wait a moment he insulted me and said that I was an incompetent loser.
He then gave me his credit card, I put it in the card reader and told him to enter his PIN. He started talking while typing as accidentally told me his code. I gave him the receipt and he drove off showing his middle finger.
But he forgot his credit card.
I drove to the mall the same day and went shopping like I had never shopped in my like.
Thank you Mr. **** for your kind gift!
#filling #station #drive #checkout #credit #card #shopping #money #unfriendly #confession
I’m tired God. I should have been aborted like my mom told me everyday. She hated boys. Never wanted one. My dad made her have me. Then he hated my hair so he tried to kill me. I relive that. Then I was an orphan. So much pain till adulthood.
I stayed loyal to you God. But you let people hurt me. Society likes to hurt autistic people. I tried so hard. But you gave me other disabilities too. And a disease in my 20’s. I fought to keep working. Then you gave me a 2nd degree. Then a third.
They made me go on disability. The pain is so intense no pain meds work; so I live with the pain.
But they won’t provide enough medical care. I can’t afford my meds. Or doc visits. I don’t understand. They forced me into disability. I lost my job & retirement. Now they want to change the rules. They treat me like I’m lazy.
I stopped going to Church. Men treated me like an outcast for raising my kids I lived with that. But people didn’t want my disabled child there. So I said F them. I taught him faith at home.
My daughter was beat up at school by a gang. My son was expelled along with his friends for defending disabled; gay, & poor kids.
My wife may die from a disease. She divorced me as her parents begged her too. They blamed me; but it was them moving next door that upsets her so. She is now so sick. My poor baby. My disabled child started having seizures after I left. He’s so upset. My poor baby.
My son must now make long daily drives to avoid alternative school. All because he couldn’t set by & watch a gang beat tiny children at school. Those mothers wont expel the section 8 gang members. But they slammed my baby. My baby cries. He misses his friends. Sports. Me. He wants to live with me. I have no home.
I do all I can to help his mom keep their home; as she fights for her life. My daughter had to become an adult at 16 when she graduated high school.
Where are you when this is all happening God? I saved lives. I worked hard. I was a good person. I helped so many strangers. Yet here we are. Why God? Why won’t you ever fight for me or protect me? I’m so tired.
Well I won’t give up; but I think I’m dying. I can’t even afford to goto a doc to find out. I got Covid I’m pretty sure; I isolated. But I couldn’t afford a hospital to help me. Now somethings wrong with my heart. It hurts. It seems to have a leak. I’m passing out. I love you God. But do you love me? I always seem to be alone. It’s me against the world. I love the world. But it seems to hate me. I don’t know how much more I can bear.
Keep piling more on my body. But please heal my disabled son. Please heal my ex wife. Please look out for her & my 3 children who still live. My first baby died long ago & is with you. Please tell him I love him. Please heal my second baby. The world is hard on him. He has autism. Please protect my third child. She’s such a good girl. Please protect my fourth child. He’s such a brave boy.
If you want to keep piling more on me that’s fine. But please protect my wife and children.
I love you God; even if you don’t love me. I love you Jesus, my perfect brother.
Amen
I'm in love with my best friend, but she has a boyfriend and is in love with another boy. He keeps complaining that he will never have her because she has a boyfriend. I think it's unfair he gets to complain. They will eventually break up, but I can't change my gender or her sexual orientation.
#lesbian #jealous #scared #frustrated #love
The big girl at my school likes me and I kissed her. She’s on the basketball team, she is taller than me and out weighs me by 50 pounds. Keep in mind I’m 5’10 170. She is like 6’1 220 maybe heavier. I’m shocked that she likes me but she does. She practically pushed me into this corner outside of the classroom. Luckily no one was around but she said “you know I want you right” and me being a shy fuck said “thanks” and she laughed and said “let me kiss you” and I was like “ooookk” it was so awkward but she started kissing me. Tongue filled my mouth and she pulled my hands to her butt. I won’t lie after a minute I was getting into it. And school was over so no one was interrupting us. She tricked me into that spot alone because she said she needed me to take
Her picture for a class assignment we had. Anyways after a good 7 minutes of making out in this corner she leaves the biggest hickey on my neck and said I should come to her place when no one is home. I used so much of my sisters makeup to cover it up. But this girls butt is so big I wouldn’t know what to do with it. But I just can’t say no. It’s not that I’m scared I just don’t like confrontation sli agree with everything people want. Any advice?
I love my best friend, but we can’t be together. He lives in America and I live in Canada. We did long distance for two years but broke up twice. I really wanna rekindle our relationship but lately he’s been ignoring me and I miss him so much. I think our friendship is withering away, if we can’t be together I still wanna be friends.
#sad #ignored #missed #love #friendship
I hate niggers and wish them all dead. But of course, that is most definitely a sinful thought. The irony is that I myself am a nigger. I'm so lost...
I flirt with people when I'm bored and that's a risky thing we do because nobody wants to catch feels.
After many years of marriage I finally shamed by wife into agreeing to get a guy that neither of us knows, in a city we weren't known it at all, and bring him into the bedroom. I hired an escort, he had a really big cock, and came with a recent medical test showing he was negative for diseases. She was naked in bed, with only one small light on, I went in the bathroom with the guy, gave him the money, and he and I stripped and as told to him in private, I had him do it the way my wife wanted. No kissing, she sucked him hard, I was rubbing her clit and licking her pussy and got her wet, the guy fucked her for about 30 minutes. I was sucking her tits, the guy took some turns sucking on them too. She didn't cum but he shot in her pussy. He pulled right out and I got on top of her and took sloppy seconds for the first time in my life. I loved it, I was fucking her like never before with his cum providing so much lube she felt like she was so loose and I loved it. She came twice while I fucked her used pussy and I added my load.
Once again, he was hard and he added a third load to her used up pussy, and then he dressed and left, just as we'd arranged. I opened the drapes, turned on a bigger light so anyone in the building across the street could see her and I naked. I then licked her pussy and she came three more times, I swallowed so much cum I didn't believe I would actually do it, but I didn't mind. She actually told me later she really got off on my licking her cum filled pussy. I cleaned her with my mouth, and kissed here with my sloppy sperm covered mouth, then fucked her again.
After that she got on top of me and sat her pussy right over my face and I got the rest of the 4 loads of sperm that were deposited in her hairy, loose, cum bank. I cleaned her out totally, and we both went to sleep. In the morning my breath was totally "sperm breath" and her pussy smelled like much used sex, the room was smelling of a woman who'd been fucked a lot. I fucked her again, and she once again got on top of my mouth for me to clean her.
We called the same guy back twice that week. Even now, back at our house, we fuck more than we ever have and each time she makes me clean her pussy with my mouth. We found something we both really love, and turns us on. I just wish she'd relax and enjoy it with the other men. I asked her about it but she said it makes her feel like she's not cheating because she's doing it for me, not to enjoy it. She loved the really huge cock, and almost came but had to force herself not to.
But she comes like crazy when I even talk about watching a big cock fucking her.
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.
The first time I was just teasing and having fun when I rubbed my ass against his huge package. I wanted to watch it grow and give him pain. And it did, but I meant no harm. But I do like rubbing his bulge. Now he touches and grabs me here and there when no one is watching. I like it but limit him. He wants to sleep with me and doesn't like my telling him to wait a couple of years. Sometimes I feel my defenses go down as my urges go up. And I do have will power or I wouldn't be a virgin for all these years. I don't dare tell him I think of him when I masturbate. My parents would disown us both if I gave in and ended up pregnant. I put myself in a predicament.
#predicament #bulge #rub #grab #touches #teen #tease #fun #sex #vulnerable #willpower #pregnant #friend #parents #masturbate
I sometimes visit my family. They invariably bring up that I’m gay. Mock me. Make jokes about it.
When he was a boy he looked like a girl. He’d dress up like a girl. He had a doll.
Not exactly. See My dad didn’t want me. Someone was dressing me as a girl & doing stuff to me. They’re gone now. I’m old too.
So they’d find me in a dress & to avoid being hurt worse I’d say I dressed myself in this. Same for the doll.
But whatever. You’d think if you were gay you’d know it.
Ill hear how great my dad was. How he gave my sister cars & land. How she went on these vacations. Interesting.
See I was given away. I didn’t have that. I ended up homeless. But it’s always good to hear how new people have been told I’m gay. I hear about all this stuff from my childhood. Odd. Since I didn’t live with them.
I’m just tired. I’m so sick. I keep waiting to die. But I don’t. It just drags on & on.
If I could get up & go live I would. But I’m in this near dead zone. Can’t recover. Won’t die. I’m not a quitter. I push to get better. But there is no getting better.
I have nothing against gay people. Quite the opposite. I stand up for them. But I’ve never once had a gay thought. I used to have thoughts of women before marriage. Then it was just thoughts of one woman. That’s love.
But they see me fighting for gay rights & that confirms I’m gay. Nope. I used to try to talk to people. Try to save them. Gay people wanted to harm themselves. So I’d convince them of the truth. God made them gay. How can he hate them? Those people who hate them had gay thoughts as a young teen. They grew past them. But they have deep doubts about themselves, so they blame gays for that.
Now I’m alone. I’m trying to stay positive. To find hope. But there’s nothing for me. I’m disabled. No one will talk to me. Or listen to me. When I get out & try to function I just annoy people. I hear people laugh at me. I’m tired.
I wish I’d never met my dad.
My sister said you should go see our dads family. F them. When I was out there in this world all alone, where were they? No where. They’re not my family. I don’t want them.
They may be good people to her. My dad was great to her. That’s not what I got. I was living far away & being hurt. I’m so tired. I’ll try to live as long as I can. For my kids. But I can only hold off death for so long.
People say don’t give up. Give up? I’ve already lived 30 yrs longer than they said was possible. I’ve almost died a lot. I don’t quit. But I need hope. I can’t find hope.
Last night I cheated on my husband with a 23 year old man. I'm 49 and loved every second of it.
We met at a club and went back to his place. We were all over each other before we even got in the door.
The sex was fantastic and he pushed every button in just the right way.
We're keeping in touch.
I want my best guy friend, who has a girlfriend, to fuck me hard and lick my pussy till I squirt.
I have an air gun at home. It's very funny. When I am bored in the evening and my neightbors are outside - that I hate - I shoot things from there hands. Luckily they never found out who it was. These days I shoot in pieces 3 glasse, 2 books and 2 garden chairs. When the police arrived I stopped :-)
#gun #bored #neightbors
Hi, I’m 15 and this is my confession. This girl at my school (we used to be friends until she backstabbed me), she turned some of my friends against me to the point where they act like I’m some deadly disease. I know sh eturned them against me because she’s done the same thing before, but with other old ‘friends’ of mine. She likes making my life hell. Whenever I vent about how she’s making my life hell, I just start imagining her dying and feeling (happy I guess). I know I shouldn’t even be thinking that, but I hate her so much, my brain just decide to please itself with her dying and suffering for everything she’s put me through. She always describes me as the devil even though she is. I don't know I guess imaging her going through pain and suffering is a beautiful painting to me. I know I seem like a psycho talking like this. But, I can’t talk to anyone about this, so yeah.
My aunt is an alcoholic. She can't get anything right only if she's drunk.When she passed out from drinkin to much, I take her wallet and her credit card and buy me stuff.I confess that I am a stealing and lying nephew.
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