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Ever since I was young, I've been sexually attracted to my cousin. At the moment, we're mid-teen aged, and she's a few months younger than me. Her body is perfect. Fairly slim, fair of skin with nice hair, modest tits and a huge perfect ass. We've always been really close, and she resembled more of a little sister than a cousin. We used to play wrestle and I'd use it as an excuse to touch her butt quickly when I'd tackle her to the ground. Anyways, she always wore sexy clothes and it drove me crazy. Tight leggings that I can see her panties through clearly, short shorts, summer dresses... one time she came over with a short summer dress on a hot windy day, and she stood on the railing of a bridge to pick berries. I looked up her skirt at her panties and immediately got hard. Speaking of, I used to love stealing her dirty panties to masturbate with. She never found out. Once she threatened to hide my phone in her leggings that she was wearing when she stole it to play around. I got it back, but I wish she had so I could've reached into her pants to slowly take it out. Her ass is so nice tho. I've always loved it. Recently, id been groping it in her sleep. It was so nice... the last time I did, i grinded my cock against her ass, but she pretended to roll off the bed and wake up. It turns out she had been awake the entire time. Long story short, I haven't seen her since, and I'm sure she's okay with that. It's a shame, since I wish I could've gone further. In my imagination, I've fucked her so many times. I'd do anything to do it irl. But, that's the even greater shame. She's my cousin, and I actually love her. I'd do even more to just repair my relationship with her, and never make any sexual advances again. I miss her. Her allure, and her love as a family member.....
I was an 18 year old, discrete crossdresser. I stole my aunts high heels and my cousins gymnastics leotard and gave head to another man. I felt sexy as fuck.
I'm male, 21 years old and I've got serious trust issues.
Me and my girlfriend actually meet every day, in school, after school, on the weekend, in the holidays. We are together for almost half a year now. When we are not together (what doesn't happen very often), I always carry my mobile phone around. For the case she's calling or texting or something.
And when she doesn't text me back within... let's say 5 minutes... I become anxious, nervous and impatient.
I always imagine that I said/texted something wrong, that she's mad at me or that she doesn't want me anymore.
Or I think that she's betraying me or anything like that.
Last saturday, I thought she went out with some of her friends, so I texted her around 11 pm and then I waited and waited and waited and waited and waited and she didn't write me back. I really got worried and thought she would never contact me again. The night was horrible. I couldn't sleep properly, I was staring at my phone the whole night.
Next day, around 11.30 am, she texted me that she was so stressed the last night that she fell asleep around 9 pm and that she hadn't gone out with her girls.
All night long, I was a total wreck, I imagined all the worst things to happen.
I haven't told her about this because it's kind of embarrassing and I don't want her to feel sorry for me or anything.
#girlfriend #anxious #nervous #impatient #betrayal #embarrassing
When I was 12 me and my friend were very curious about our bodies. So we both decided we would have a sleepover and we would explore and figure things out. When we had the sleepover we waited for his grandparents and his mom to go to bed and then we took off all of our clothes and started exploring. We knew what masturbating was and tried it but, as soon as we started his mom came down and caught us masturbating. We kind of liked being caught and now to this day (we are 16 and 17) we sleepover and play truth or dare including us masturbating and doing really risky stuf like going outside fully naked!
Last night at my aunties party I got so drunk and was just having fun. It was a Halloween party and my cousin dressed up as something slutty so as you can expect she turned some heads. I at one point had to go the bathroom and she was already in there because this dress had in built shorts she would have to take it off to go to the toilet. When I knocked on the door she opened it and her dress was down so you could see her bra I went in to the bathroom and closed the door so that she could have some privacy. Next thing I know we're kissing and biting each others lips passionately she was so horny I could tell so I started playing with her ass and boobs. She got down on her knees at that point and starting sucking me off. It was so good I wanted her to keep doing it all night I wanted to Cum down her throat but then she got up and started kissing me again. She has such soft lips and I sucked her tits and I just wanted to fuck her so bad
I'm a 13 year old girl and I'm bi. I recently had a sleepover with my step-cousin( who is not related to me in any way) and my sister. I was sharing a room with my sis for the week because there was family in town.I had to sleep on the mattress that was on the floor with my cousin who is also a girl. When it was time for bed and the lights were turned out, I started to masturbate. I liked the idea of her catching me. All I kept thinking about was her being curious and letting me eat her out until she came in my mouth. I still get horny just thinking about it.
Whenever I am bored, I call a random number and as soon as someone picks up I sing the song "My heart will go on" by Celine Dion. So much fun!!!
I’m 16 and I’m a good Christian girl. I go to church every Sunday with my family. A month ago in Sunday school a boy I had a crush on asked me if I wanted to go around the back of the church shed and talk. I said yes and we went down there. We sat down on the grass and he took his shirt off. He asked me if he could touch my breast. I said yes. I can’t believe I said yes. He cupped it and squeezed. He grabbed the other one too and closed his eyes. He laid down on his back and told me to get on top of him, so I did. Where I come from men are superior, so you do what they tell you. I’m ashamed to say that I desperately wanted to. He unbuckled his pants and pulled down my underwear. We had sex in the grass. And we’ve done it more than once since then. If my parents ever found out I would be in som much trouble, I’d get the belt. But I deserve to be punished. I had made a promise to save myself for marriage and I’ve broken it. I’m a sinner, please forgive me.
I am 33 year old bachelor from India, I recently went to thailand solo trip , it was my first ever international trip and I was very excited .
I would like to share 2 stories in this confession. Both are a little embarassing. Its a true story so just enjoy and let me know in comments if u enjoyed .
I am a hairy guy so I decided to get my body waxing done while I was at thailand . I opted for full body waxing and they charged me 1800baht . I paid the amount beforehand and then entered the spa. The lady who was appointed to me was quite old (maybe 50yrs ) . She told me to get naked and lay on the table .
She started my waxing from the neck below then chest . It was hurting a little but slowly she reached till my crotch area . She held my dick in one hand and began waxing with the other hand . My dick became so hard within a few minutes and a few minutes later the inevitable happened. Even though I tried to control myself and stop myself a sudden pressure started building up inside my dick n crotch area I began spurting out loads of cum in front of her
#naked #beach #embarassing #neighbours #nude #shy #shame
I'm so sorry, I have sinned.
All of my friends are drug addict, all BUT ME.
And now listen: I reported you all to the police!!
You dumb addicts!
I have a secret that I find embarrassing to talk about and feel ashamed when I think about it but I get so aroused just thinking about it! From a young age I wet the bed and even now it occasionally happens but I believe this has caused me to develop a fetish for urination. I have tried to block it out but it's always in the back of my mind and I get really turned on when I'm home alone and desperate for the toilet. I've never been comfortable to talk about this but for some reason I don't mind sharing it with the world.
Is it normal to have these thoughts and urges to want to be humiliated and peed on? I'd just love to know how common it is and if people have been able to tell their partners and enjoy this fetish together? I don't want to feel like I should shy away from it any more. I feel so nervous writing this but in a weird way find it quite erotic that people will read it.
I'm also worried about my desire to put on women's underwear at the same time I need to pee. I want to share and hopefully find some answers and other people to talk to that share this sexual desire. Just for reference I'm a 27 year old male. I hope I'm not a complete freak of nature lol
#peeing #pissing #watersports #goldenshower #humiliation #dominating #pee #piss #urine #strange
While our kids were in school, my husband and I had to let our dog Maco be put down. He was already very old and has several tumors in his lungs. That happened 2 days ago. But we were both too scared to tell our children because they loved Maco by all their heart. They would never forgive us if they found out that we let this happen. So for 2 days now, we act like Maco went missing, we even helped our kids to create missing posters and they are spreading those posters now in our neighbourhood.
As a kid I thought that chocolate is the poo of cows. Until I was 13 years old I never wanted to eat chocolate because I thought it is disgusting and I yelled at other people for eating cow poo.
#cow #poo #chocolate #embarrassing
When i was about 13 i was staying round my cousins house. we were both 13/14 at the time and we were both horny teenagers. we would often tease eachother- i would rub her tight little pussy while she bit the covers praying her mother wouldnt hear. But one night we decided to fuck, we planned it all out. set a date arranged it- i knew all this stuff from my older brothers so it wasnt much of a problem, also i watched a load of porn and was horny 24/7... desperate to lose my virginity i grabbed a condom from my brothers drawer and went to her house to see her. her mother was out so we had the house to ourself, it was awkward at first. we just layed in bed. adventually we started kissing and i slipped my hands down her pants gracefully- she had shaved a couple of days ago so there was a little stubble. i fingered her and rubbed her pussy till she was dripping wet. Then i asked if she was ready to fuck and she thankfully said yes- i slipped the condom on my rock hard dock then we tried to get it in being the newbies that we were. this faffing about made it kinda awkwar but finally i got it in and she slowly slid down until it was pretty much balls deep- we fucked and moved around a bit slowly because she compained it was hurting.. because we spent so long kissing and foreplaying there was barely anytime to fuck.. we was only going for about 10 mins until we heard a car door slam and the front door open, we both hurrily pulled our pants up and jumped out of bed. i didnt get to cum in the end so have been wanting to finish it off one last time but havnt had the courage to re-ask her. also i cant seem to get anymore condoms, i have one but im saving it for me & my girlfriend.. i wouldnt want to go unprotected for either of them
I have been a closet cross dresser since age 11. 30 yrs later I still love to dress up as a girl (preteen to late teen styles) As I have gotten older I have only grown to love dressing up more and more..staying fully dressed as a girl for a week which I find myself acting like a young girl. I am always buying hosiery dresses,skirts as my girl wardrobe has surpassed my male wardrobe by far.
I am a 38 yo housewife.
I am having an affair with my cousin's husband.
It's 4 years now.
I've had sex with him in my home many times while my husband worked.
I cannot stop.
God forgive me please!
While working, I fell asleep on my laptop. It wouldn't have been much of a problem but I am drooler, I start drooling as soon as I am asleep.
The whole laptop got wet and after a while (I slept very deep), the screen shut off and now my laptop is broken.
I then went to my boss and explained to him that I "accidentally" dropped a glass of water over my computer. He then said, he caught me sleeping several times over the last few months and that he saw me sleeping that day.
He fired me and I had to replace him this laptop.
I don't know what God wants. I should have died. God seemed to pull me back from death. My body just shut down.
Now what? I have no home. My ex-wife can't decide if she wants me. All my kids have gone from well behaved honor students to being depressed & struggling at everything. Same for my ex. Yet they don't seem to want me back. I just sit alone in a room day after day in the dark. When this runs out i have no next place to go. I'm disabled. My med bills are more than i make. I live on bread and water mostly. I can't even fix my old car. Its like my life has ended but God saved me from death. No; didnt try it. I live in unclean plsces. Had transplant. Keep getting infections.
I have a purpose. But they can't see it. I'm growing so weak from infections. I can't afford a hospital again. The next time will probsbly be the last. So weird. I just keep living. I'm like a stain on a carpet. No one wants it. Its just there.
I planned to take this to my grave and so this is as far as I'm willing to go with telling anyone what happened. So, I'm pretty sure it was near the end of 6th grade. My stomach had been bothering me all morning long but I kept ignoring it because I thought it would go away eventually. Unfortunately, that's not what happened. I was in my 3rd period class, sitting in the back row (about 5 rows) in front of the windows. I felt a fart coming on and I sat there for a few moments before deciding it felt like a silent one. Then I let it go. Before I continue, I would just like to emphasize how much I regret this decision. I would actually kill for a chance to go back in time and stop myself from doing this. I'm not even joking. Anyways...So, a few seconds passed and there was no smell or sound and I almost sighed in relief. But then it happened. The smell came. My teacher froze for a moment, quickly raising a hand to plug his nose. My TEACHER of all people. All around me other students began sputtering (not as a joke, they were serious.) and choking. I wanted to die. I considered stabbing myself in the heart with my pencil. Deciding that would only show I was the culprit, I suffered through minutes of other students accusing everyone else of doing it while half the class raised their hands to ask if they could leave the classroom. The room was filled with the foul, putrid smell. I can't do the smell justice. Imagine being in a room with someone who wasn't showered in 30 years and then amplify that by 50. It was like 100 skunks had just sprayed the room and then died. It was a corrupt, rancid, rotten smell. Back to the class though.. Someone finally went "It started in the back row!" and that was it. I was done for. I was sure I would be caught as the one who did it. I was starting to wonder how I would explain to my mom why I needed to change schools and change my name. But the world must have spared mercy on my soul, because at the time everyone in my school believed the "girls can't fart" thing. I was the only girl in the back row, and no one batted an eye at me. Then, my teacher finally spoke up and told us we were going to go outside for awhile. Classmates who I had never seen run before (we had recess at my middle school everyday) bolted for the fresh, pure air of the outside world. We spent 20 minutes outside before going back inside. At the end of class, my teacher laughed and said, "I feel really bad for the person who committed the crime. They'll never live that down." He was right. I'll never live that down. I'm in high school now (same school) and sometimes someone will bring it up in class and either laugh or grimace. There is no in between. You either remember it with a smile and laugh or cold dead eyes and a pained look. My friends will sometimes ask me about if I know who it was(they were in the class) and I just laugh and say "I'm not entirely sure any human could make something that awful. I'm pretty sure something died outside the window." but inside I am dying every time I say that. That was the worst day of my entire life, and I've had toilets overflow on me in public, my swimsuit come off in a pool, fall on my face after dropping from a 20 foot zipline into water, and accidentally stolen food worth 40$. Now that I list that stuff off, they seem so small in comparison to what happened on that bedeviled, cursed day. I will never forget this. Ever.
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