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After seeing a councellor at school I would go through peoples bags and steal things.
#steal #theft #councellor #school #problems
I sat at the back of the auditorium at my school during a play and fucked myself. I dont know what came over me but i couldnt stop and almost got caught, i wasnt masturbating to my classmates i was just really horny.
#school #play #exibitionism #caught #guilt
I have one massive zit on my nose for a whole week now. I try to cover it up with lots of make up and stuff but I just don't get rid of it. I already gave her a name - Rosemary.
I confess that I skipped school for a week now and I don't regret anything. I will continue to skip school until this bad thing is finally gone.
When I was a teenager way back in the early eighties, I was taunted by some of the other boys at school for being overweight. I was a little, but in my mind at the time I was convinced it was a lot. It got to me so much that a few days before the start of the new school year I went into town with some money I'd been saving and (I can still barely believe it even after all these years) I went into a department store, went into the lingerie department and, with a bright red face, bought myself a panty girdle. Even though I dreaded the thought of wearing it, I thought a girdle would reduce my belly, tighten up my backside and get the bullies off my back. As I was excused gym class on medical grounds, there would be no problem there. And surely I'd get used to it? The assistant was initially astonished and thought I was joking at first, but when she realised I was serious, I guess she figured my money was as good as anyone else's.
So, on that first day, I headed off to school as if everything was normal, went into some derelict buildings along the way, took off my trousers, quickly tugged on my long-leg Playtex "I Can't Believe It's A Girdle!", got dressed again, and headed off to school, wide-eyed and stiff legged. My "weight loss" since the start of the summer break was noticed, but I was still bullied. And now I had to get used to wearing a tight girdle every day to maintain the weight loss illusion - I could hardly get paunchy again overnight!
Have you ever had that terrified sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach when you realise you've really screwed up? That's how I felt when it dawned on me what I'd done and that there was no going back. The whole idea was dumb from the start, had failed totally in its objective, my initial overconfident attitude about getting used to it had died the moment I'd put it on and realised as it compressed my belly, backside and thighs exactly what it was I was going to have to get used to...and now I had no way out! I felt sick as I realised I was going to have to wear a girdle - a Playtex panty girdle! - every day from now on. For no good reason. And it was all my own damn fault.
By the end of that first day of being firmly held in, I could definitely believe it was a girdle! I'd fidget around in my seat trying to get comfortable - sit forward, sit back, legs apart, legs together - but I could get no relief. It was a girdle, and it did what a girdle was supposed to do. I'd catch myself gasping as I stood up or sat down, and walking up or down stairs was...an experience. By lunchtime I felt like I just wanted to scream, but I had a long afternoon in front of me before I could take it off.
After school, I hurried back to the derelict buildings (as quickly as I could manage!) to get out of my tight new panty girdle. I was almost crying with frustration as I fumbled frantically with my belt buckle in the rush to get my trousers off and get the bloody thing off me. The relief I felt as I peeled it off was incredible. But I just had to get used to it being part of my uniform from that day on. I'm not ashamed to say that, as I tugged it on the next morning, I was actually crying. I did eventually come to terms with the situation and get used to it, but it did take a very long time.
I guess that was about the only notable thing I achieved at school, though being the only boy to have his underwear made by Playtex is something I was quite happy to keep secret!
I want to break this kids jaw at my school. His name is Liam. He’s a boy but he dresses like a slutty school girl. Knee high boots, short shorts, crop top, painted nails. Obviously he’s gay. But my issue is how sensitive he is. So many girls at my school protect him and call him a queen and all this bullshit. He loves the attention. But if a kid even looks at him wrong his whole group of friends record and call the kid out. But a boy dressing like a street hooker isn’t really an everyday thing so looking at you weird is just a given. But yesterday he tried to tell me I was a bad person if I didn’t date a trans person. His group of friends were about to start filming while this kid roasts me for having a preference. I told him I gave no fucks about cameras or being hated online and if he tried to shit talk me while filming I was going to beat the shit out of him. I really didn’t care about being in trouble as long as I’m slammed his head on the concrete I’m fine with that. So they didn’t record and he shut up. But if he snaps at me or I keep seeing him walk around like he owns the school and like he’s better than everyone because his pronouns are whatever then I’m going to beat the fuck out of him and that’s a fact. I’m just pissed that this is what happened in real life now.
I'm falling for my choir teacher (I have confessed this before but I want to add more detail) and I just want him to embrace me from behind and whispered in my ear that he loves me. I want him to kiss me softly with his hand in my hair. I wish I could just tell him how I feel, but there's no way that would ever work out in my favour.
He's perfect. He's got black hair and brown eyes, which is my favourite combination. He is not as tall as alot of guys, but his body shape is perfect. He has good fashion sense as well. His hands dance wonderfully on the piano and he's so passionate about all he does. Every little thing he does makes me so happy, and I'm very depressed and apathetic normally.
I'm so lonely all the time, and rarely let anybody in my head. People have said I come off as cold or indifferent, so I doubt I'm very likeable. I'm average looking. He's so different from me. We always have fun in choir, and he makes it that way. My day is always better when I enter the music room, but I never show it.
I've seen him unhappy before, and it killed me. I wanted to say something to comfort him, but I pussied out.
I just wish it was possible for me to be with him.
#crush #love #school #depression
Back in Middle School, I was so nervous as I was taking my next step after leaving Elementary School and going to Middle School .I was so nervous being around people that I never went to Elementary School with and what made me even more nervous was changing in the locker room for Gym Class.
So changing for Gym was required but we was allowed to bring our own Gym Clothes than have an outfit given to us to which I always brought a t-shirt and shorts in the summer and spring and a t-shirt, and track pants in the fall and winter. However I want to share my first time changing for gym class in the Boy's Locker Room.
I had just turned 12 Years Old at the at the start of the School Year and compared to show I look now I was about 5 feet 9 inches tall and weighed about 140 Pounds in 6th grade and had short brown hair and wore glasses so yes I was a skinny nerd. I was very self conscious and the thought of changing my clothes and the possibility of being seen in my underwear around other guys made me feel uncomfortable at the time especially since it was a requirement and if we didn't bring our Gym Clothes we would lose points on our grades.
I was still nervous but our Gym Teacher told us that we did not half to take showers which was a relief to me because I also hated the idea of being naked around others especially if someone might steal my clothes leaving me to go naked around School. If anything I would rather be naked at home, but being in my underwear around others would soon become a different story.
The Day came where we all had to change for Gym Class and I brought my Gym clothes a t-shirt and a pair of shorts and I was about to go in and change out of the clothes I wore that day which was a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. So I enter the locker room still feeling nervous but I knew I had to do it so I tried to toughen up as I began to see my classmates strip down to their boxers and socks and I actually felt a bit hard at seeing my fellow classmates now wearing boxers and socks as I began to feel slightly hard and now I realized what I had to do.
So I took a deep breath and untied my shoes before I grabbed a hold of my shirt and began to take my shirt off and reveal my belly and back although I am not sure if anyone noticed me changing since everyone was all focused on themselves. Then I kicked my shoes off as I then propped my legs on the bench because the moment of truth was at hand, I was about to expose my underwear in school. Keep in mind this is much different than exposing my dick when taking a piss in the bathroom so I unbuttoned my jeans and lowered the zipper and then tugged at my jeans and slowly pulled my jeans down my legs exposing my underwear for the first time.
Then I finally took my jeans off and I was now sitting wearing a pair of white briefs and socks. At first I was embarrassed but as I looked down at my skinny legs with my knees bending as I soon felt my dick get hard and nearly came through my briefs and didn't want my dick to be exposed and as I sat for a few minutes in just my underwear and socks to try to soak in the moment as I then put my gym clothes on as it was getting close to time for Gym Class to begin.
Then as Gym Class would come to an end, we all went back into the locker room to change back into our school clothes. Now that I have confidence after changing gym clothes for the first time I untied and took off my shoes, pulled down my shorts, and took off my shirt revealing my briefs and socks again and sat for about a few minutes before putting my clothes on.
Since then I had gotten used to being in my underwear to the point where I would strip down to my underwear and socks when I would come home from school and I would sit on my knees as a form of meditation. It's how I prepare myself for Gym Class and changing for Gym Class.
As the School Year went on and as I got in my underwear and socks when changing for gym Class I remember sometimes messing around with everyone in the locker room. I remember Wrestling with some of my friends and having one of the bigger kinds lift me over their shoulder. I also remembered getting shirt snapped on my legs as it would hurt but at the same time I was actually enjoying getting this type of treatment in my underwear and socks.
Has anyone ever felt nervous when changing for Gym Class back in School and did you ever get bullied or embarrassed while changing for Gym Class?
I'm a 17 year old male. Every day at school, I go into the bathroom and masturbate. Sometimes I look at porn on my phone, other times I listen to the girls walking by, and cum to them. My favorite way though is looking at pictures or videos of girls at my school, and cum that way. The most effective way of cumming quickly, so teachers don't get suspicious, is watching 13 - 9 year olds dance. All the girls I've seen are gorgeous. They wear tight, small clothes, some have large breasts, others like to show bras and panties. If all else fails, I look at pictures of hot teachers in my school. It's some of the best Cumming I ever do.
I am visiting my parents of the holidays and I got here a week ago.
Last weekend I decided to you to a club and meet some old friends I haven't seen in a while.
I got there early and decided to get drunk at the bar while waiting.
After a short while, this girl from high school ( I am now in college) came to me and started chatting me up.
Back then, I was madly in love with her but she just used me for rides and money and booze.
She broke my heart.
After some talking she confessed to me that she had serious financial problems and that she didn't knew how to pay for her next semester at college.
I was kinda drunk at this point, so I told her "I'll give you 200 bucks for a blow job" she considered it for maybe half a second and then agreed.
After the agreed I just took off with the words "I just wanted to see how desperate you are".
That was my revenge for breaking my heart in high school !!!
#high #school #crush #revenge #bar #club #drunk #blowjob #money #broke #girl #confession #sin
I'd like to beat the crap out of my fellow students, they're just so f****** dumb!!
I feel like I am in a nursery school when I am around them. I hate them so much, these stupid, barbaric and ugly people!
You are stupid and lazy! You'll land on the street some day!
I'm 18 now, this is a story from when I was 15. I was a freshman in high school and had made the cheer team. A couple older cheerleaders, a junior and a senior at the time, had told me and two other freshman that there was a certain initiation for new cheerleaders. I should have questioned it, but I was a dumb blonde freshman and the senior was captain, so I took their word for it. They never said what the initiation was, just that we had to meet them in the cheer locker room after practice one day. All three of us showed (we were the only freshman cheerleaders), and the junior and senior were there as well. They told us that we didn't have to do the initiation to be part of the squad, but we would never be invited to team lunches and other outside activities if we didn't do it. We three agreed.
They began to explain to us what we had to do. We were to strip naked, run to the pool (which was down the hall from our locker room) and make ourselves squirt in the pool, then run back and get dressed. They said it was a test of bravery, a valuable skill for cheerleaders, but none of us fresman bought into it at first. But our captain and junior captain reminded us how we'd be ostisiced if we didn't. I went into crisis mode, because I really wanted to be in the inner ring with the cool older cheerleaders, but oh so many things could go wrong. The public nudity, the intentional contaminating of the school's pool (which was grounds for a fine and suspension), and the big thing was I was not comfortable with was masturbating in front of others. Up to this time, I had only masturbated a few times, and I only ever did when I was home alone, which wasn't often. I didn't even know what a "squirt" was at the time, and I was too embarrassed to ask the older girls, so I asked my fellow freshmen, who explained the concept. I had no idea what to do, but I didn't have time to make a thoroughly thought out because the older girls told us we had thirty minutes to strip, run, squirt, and come back. I decided I'd do it, because while I was terrified, I also kinda wanted to do it.
I had stripped naked in the locker room before, so that part wasn't a big deal. Once all three of us were stark naked, the senior went to the pool while the junior stayed. She had her phone out to use as a timer. She asked us if we were ready. None of us said yes, or no. We just sort of stood there. It was freezing in that locker room to the point where my nipples were hard and pointy (I remember that so because I was really embarrassed about it for some reason), but I felt a sweat breaking on my forehead. The junior shrugged and tapped her phone and said "go". We slowly went to the door and peeked out, making sure none of our skin touched someone else's. The hallway was empty; it was almost six pm. There would be no one in the pool room besides our captain and junior captain, though there were windows looking out at a seldom used parking lot.
Once I decided to go for it, I stepped out into the hall. I checked, and there were no security cameras around, probably because they weren't allowed by locker rooms. I ran down the hallway. It felt really awkward to run while naked. My feet slapped on the stone floor, my semi-mature breasts bouncing with my strides. I reached the pool and entered. The other two freshman had yet to follow.
In the pool room, the junior captain said it would be best to straddle a corner of the pool to insure my squirt would not miss the pool. I was not even close to having the courage to even put my hand near my girlhood at the moment, though. I just sort of stood there staring out the window to see if someone would walk/drive by and see. Soon the other two girls arrived.
Our junior captain told us that we needed to hurry. She even ave us advice on how to squirt, which was really weird, though kind of her, I guess. She didn't take off any clothes, she just kneeled down with her back to the pool. She told us to try leaning back and putting our butts over the water. One of the other girls was the only one to move. She copied what our junior captain had done. She was obviously embarrassed but probably wanted to get this over with. The rest of us watched while acting like we weren't watching as the girl started to finger her pussy.
I'll be honest, watching her stroke her love spot and slowly become arroused turned me on. I actually felt myself getting wet. I approached the edge of the pool and sat down facing towards the water. The cold wet floor on my bottom actually made me even more horny. I spread my legs as far as I could (which is pretty far; I'm a cheerleader) and I began to slowly rub my pussy. I made sure to look around and yell at the others not to watch before continuing. The third freshman finally joined a few moments later.
My breaking point slowly neared as a few minutes went by. I wasn't really occupied with the fact that I was sexually pleasuring myself with three other girls around in a public place that was no less my school. I was more concerned with having the best orgasm possible, because I had to squirt, and I was just so damn horny at the moment.
I wasn't the first to cum. It was the girl who had started first, and we all could tell she was nearing her tipping point because she began to moan loudly, which made me all the more horny. I looked over and watched as her backside pulsed back and forth, her yells of ecstasy echoing off the walls. She screamed like a horror movie actress, and I heard the drip-drop of her cum as it burst from her lilly pad and into the water. It came in the three bursts (yes, I counted) until she fell to her side and started to breathe heavily.
Not long after this, the other girl came to a climax. She had gone to the other side of the pool, so I had a perfect view as she rubbed at her pussy with one hand while groping her almost nonexistent titty with the other. As she neared her peak, she screamed "F**K" about three dozen times. She squirted like a water gun, her juices flying into the pool.
This left me, and I was almost over the edge. I had put three fingers inside myself, though i'd only ever fit two before. I went faster and faster, knowing I had to make my body push out some of my natural lubricant, or else I'd fail the initiation. I was moments away from my orgasm. I made some rather embarrassing noises in the process, but nonetheless, as I climaxed, ever so slightly, some of my love juice squirted out into the pool. I had done it.
We all went back to the locker room, got dressed, and went home. Believe it or not, me and those other two girls still talk and joke about that day. To be honest, I can't say I regret it. I have a thing for cumming in public now. I've squirted in the water fountain in front of the school….twice
#masturbation #group #girls #squirt #public #school #cheerleader
In school, I sit next to a strange guy (i'm a girl) and there are little pieces falling out of his hair now and then. I eat them and I'm not ashamed of it.
Yesterday, I skipped class to meet with my new boyfriend. I went to my car which was standing on the parking lot, beneath some very old and dirty blue car. When I pulled out, I accidentally hit the side of the other car.
There were some heavy scratches on one side.
It turned out that it's the car of the principal.
Ooops! Before anyone could see me, I took off...
I confess that I should be in the dancing school right now. But instead, I'm sitting here, reading confessions.
I missed the last 3 lessons just because I'm too lazy.
#lazy #read #confessions #lesson #missed
I think I'm falling in love with one of the music teachers at my school, I am 15 and he's probably no older that 30, he looks 25 to me. I love even the smallest things he does, like when he plays random things on the piano or when he does something clumsy. He's the most attractive man I've ever seen. He's married with a daughter.
I'm married, 31 and I have kids. We live across from the local high school. I work from home and my wife works away. I noticed some of the girls walking past daily, and soon started chatting with them. Before long, we got very friendly. Two friends, both in grade 10 knew my son, so we had lots to talk about. With a little effort, one of them came to visit, sexy, big boobs for her age, tall and friendly. I kept flirting, and landed the occasional hand on the shoulder. Told her I'd be back now, and called her after a while. When she walked in, I was stroking my cock. Soon I was ramming her tiny pussy, hard, forcefully. It turned into a 4-times weekly thing. I'd love for her to get pregnant, and love to dominate her, inflicting pain, forcing her, and also getting her tied up. I'm sure I'll get caught eventually, but a young schoolgirl tied, helpless, calling me daddy and begging me hurt her as I please, is worth more than the shit I'd get. I get off on hurting her, especially slapping her and biting her all over. Last week I punched her, hard, in the face and on her tit, and she cried! I fucked her hard and sent her home. Her folks saw the marks and she got big trouble. Love it
#young #cheating #abuse #forced #schoolgirl
I don't understand the idea that there is always a fight between brothers and sisters. I have a brother and a sister, both older than me and we always get along well. When my sister and I were still in high school, our brother had already been in the world of work for some years and had already married.
My brother is quite physically trained, while my sister always dresses to attract attention: ripped jeans or tight leather pants, jacket to show a little belly or hips or neckline, chocolate lipstick and Sharon Stone blonde hair. I was more like a slightly skinny version of Brandon Sanderson, with Tom Selleck's body hair and Adam Drive's face. I was not bullied, because my sister always protected me.
However, it happened that someone made fun of me as a nerd and I felt bad. I once declared myself to a girl I liked, a very beautiful girl. She was a year older than me, she had black skin, long straight hair and a nice face. I had written for her a poem and given her some flowers, but she had turned me down and one of her friends had commented that if she was going to go with a white man, certainly not with me.
I took refuge in the bathroom crying and I hear people enter: they were two students of the school football team, including my sister's boyfriend. We know each other and he is a good person. Selling me in this state, he goes to call my sister. When she arrives, entering the "boys' bathroom", she pushes her boyfriend and her friend out the door and we are left alone.
I explain the situation to her and she consoles me that it will be only for these years in school and that everything will be different outside. But I wanted to put those people in the wrong who make me feel bad. So my sister gets an idea, but she said to must not to tell this thing to anyone. I accept.
So she puts her chocolate lipstick in front of the mirror, turns to me and she to me to closes my eyes. I feel her kissing me on the neck, cheek, forehead, eyelid, nose and finally on the lips as well, giving more pressure to this point. I was confused, but she explains to me that in this way I would make others jealous about I been kissed by a girl with an anonymous identity.
My little brother will start school in fall. I am angry with all my relatives and family and friends right now because everyone is telling him that he has to enjoy going to kindergarten because the fun will be over once he starts going to school.
What the fuck??? He is 5 years old! Come one guys!
#school #brother #angry #anger #relatives #family #kindergarten #fun
There’s this guy I hav a crush on, but I feel like he only talks to me because I’m smart. He obvi doesn’t like me but I rlly like him; and lately I feel like he is just using my crush to help himself
I have to confess something. When I was in high school there was a new girl named Katrina who was very pretty. And one day during school outside in the lunch area I let that girl Katrina pee in my mouth and I was drinking her urine in front of people. I really loved drinking that girl Katrina urine in front of people.
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