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I really am fascinated by blood, is that weird? Sometimes I bite the base of my tongue and press until I taste blood. I’m not saying I love the taste of blood, because I don’t. This is just a repetitive habit, and other times I have liked the feeling when I pierce my thumb with the edge of a steak knife and the blood just drips and drips. Am I too dark? Is this too bad?
Then last week I made a mild slit on my nigh wrist since the knife was incredibly blunt, and I actually really like the way those scars look. And it didn’t hurt at all. I don’t know what I am.
My trip got canceled so I happily bought wine, steak, flowers and headed home to surprise my wife. Instead I got the surprise by finding her in 69 position in my bed with the maid. For a week now my brain is still fizzling and confused. The thoughts are in every direction. She cheated but least it was not another man or it's worse because it is with a to die for chick. I was betrayed but I'd love to have a threesome with the smokin hot babe that I'd get killed for if caught fucking her. I want a piece but could never tell the wife or soon to be X. I get blue in the mind when I feel betrayed and then blue in the balls when I think of a threesome which I have never had. Sooooo CONfusED. Good masturbating fantasies but mostly heart break thoughts. Do I go or do I stay? Is my wife heartless or just too sex driven horney slut?
#confused #lesbian #threesome #dropdeadgorgeouschick #fuck #suck #69 #maid #horny #masturbation #x #slut #sex
I see no way back. I have never fully recovered from nearly dying. Or did Covid do this. I just can’t focus enough to function.
I tried to change. To fix what was broken. I just can’t.
I try to interact with the world and people. I just can’t.
The stress is too much.
How do you get better when your body won’t let you?
I tried to talk to someone. It was useless. I made them mad without meaning too.
When I was younger (age 8-12) I lied. A lot. (I am now 15 and I don’t lie anymore, I just want to be myself)
I never really had any interests or did anything interested so I lied.
I always said things that I did with my “cousin” or said things that happened with him, I just lied so much about him because no one of my friends knew him. I even barely knew him.
Sad thing is, he was sick. He had cancer.
He was only 9 when it started and past away at the age 13. When he past away I kinda blamed myself.
Because I was always lying about him being sick and stuff, so this is the punishment I received for lying this much. He suffered and then my family suffered because of his death.
I knew it wasn’t my fault because it was a illness, no one could help him.
But till this day I kinda blame myself for it, I low-key know it is my fault and this is the punishment for it.
I was once mean to a disabled person. He was a man. I didn’t realize he was disabled. His voice was deep. He was rude and assertive. I was young. Lived in a very violent area. Had to deal with gangs. I got mad and started off at him because I thought he was starting shit. I did not harm or threaten him. But I was mean. I didn’t realize he was disabled till I got older. I hate that I acted that way. I’ve tried to protect others my entire life. It never occurred to me that some of those I need to protect are grown men. God please help me be a better person.
I'd like to confess that I know I have a nice and trim figure but I still feel the urge to loose weight.
Stupid society!
Would love to control my desires and sinful desires so I can focus on work and newly married life. I'm working on it through sinful meditations. These thoughts are sins. Forgive me lord
#shame #trauma #ptsd #childhood #problems #war #fighting #veteran #fetish #pain #sadism #masochism #bondage #spirit #grand #domination #switch #game #discord #chess #cashapp #cash #love #royalty #friendship #army #values #manners #ideals #fwb #negative #aweful #suck #happy #yes
When I was 15 I was diagnosed with Anorexia after taking a really bad mental fall. It's been many years later and I never fully recovered, but I find myself constantly restricting and vomiting, and always feeling disgusted with myself. I have a 19.7 BMI, but it's not good enough. I really want to get underweight to prove to others that I am skinny, I am in control, I want to scare people, I find a numbing feeling that comes with this, and I love it.
Of course, the side effects of the disease is wretched and I think of how lovely recovery would be. I'm not here to get hate, Im just here to confess. I already seek therapy.
I'm truly and honestly afraid of disabled persons. No matter if mentally disabled or physically.
Even if I try to talk myself into believing that they it's not their fault, it just creeps me out. I was in an elevator with one once and I almost started crying, I even hyperventilated and almost passed out.
I avoid this topic and everything that has to do with it.
#disabled #person #mentally #physically #creep #elevator #scared
I am a straight married female that set up a bachlor party for my brother. I went into a strip club for the first time ever. I embarresed to say one of the girls excited me so much that I could not wait to get home and masturbate. My fantasy is to eat her while my husband fucks me from behind. What's wrong with me? I have only ever been with my husband, so I confess.
#straight #lesbian #confession #wet #horny #embarresed
I married a much older woman, very active in crafting, quilting, sewing, and not very affectionate or loving, due to childhood trauma which she never would discuss, except in the vaguest terms. She never was interested in sex, but felt that a certain minimal attention to her "investment" was required. As I gradually revealed the depths of my obsession with total-enclosure confinement, she discovered that this had an addictive pleasure for her damaged psyche, and she participated with staggering cooperation and enthusiasm, exploring the limits of such behavior methodically and mercilessly. We live in an old rambling house, with many alterations over the years, and the den I turned into a sewing room for her, contained an alcove about eight feet by four, with a door-sized opening into it. At her insistence, I turned it into a sound-proof cell, with a wrought-iron 'barred' door, under a heavy sound-proofed outer door, into the sewing room. And there I lived, permanently, with a small mattress, a chair, and a bucket. There were various methods of totally enclosing me, from total sensory deprivation leather helmets, locked in place, to strait-jackets, full-head ex-Russian Army gas-masks, with or without sight, and with brass valves epoxied into the filter receptacle, as a substitute for the rubber hose that had dangled from the 'snout' to loose-fitting latex suits with attached hoods, feet and mittens. Once zipped up the back to the neck, and down the back of the hood so the metal tags met, and could share a brass padlock, they were inescapable. So she sewed and quilted, with her new-age music, as I stood at the barred door, often in forced silence, sometimes tied to it, with my goodies protruding through the bars, waiting for her to take a 'break' and torture me with lengthy orgasm denial, driving me to the point of insanity, with need to come, before going back to her 'work' leaving me in silent, agonizing frustration, until the next 'break'! This was fascinating stuff for a masochistic bondage freak like me, and when I was able to speak, I told her how much I loved and appreciated her, which made her quite girlish! Months went by, in agonies of orgasm delay and denial, and any time I got out, to carry out some chores, or get showered, she threatened me with a stun gun, until I resumed my 'rightful' position. Then one day her mother arrived to visit, at the age of about seventy-five, and I was shut away behind the soundproof door. Until suddenly it opened, and I was introduced to the white-haired harridan, who soon made it plain she thought her daughter was much too easy-going with me, and encouraged her to go off to a quilting festival out of state, leaving me at the tender mercies of this dreadful old woman! She was incredibly horny, still! She took me to her bed, in the guest room, strait-jacketed, and raped me over and over, my mouth filled with her tobacco-tasting tongue, her spry old body moving on top of me in slow intense, endless couplings, which she controlled by threat, into the length of time that satisfied her. To make a long story short, she moved in permanently, and her daughter told her she could do what she wanted with me, as it was all too much trouble for her, anyway! They're reading this over my shoulder, approvingly, and now it's time to return to my cell.
I (f / 39) met a really nice guy, I am madly in love with him. At the moment, he's in prison for murder.
I know he bitterly regrets that he strangled his ex girlfriend after a huge fight and he suffers that he took a life of a human being.
It is expected that he will be released from prison this summer. I fell in love with him and I am ready to help him build up a new life, with me.
Of course, all of my friends and my son (19) are shocked warn me that I might be the next victim on his list.
Now my son issued an ultimatum. If I want to continue visiting the man, he will move out and he won't talk to me again. Now I should immediately choose my son over a murder but it's very hard for me because I like this man so much and I know that he has a lot of good qualities and features.
I am sorry that I am in love with a murder.
True story of my naughtiest night ever
This is a totally true story that happened in 2005. No one except the people involved know about it and no one in the world knows it is me except me.
About 15 years ago I went to a fancy dress party on a Sunday night with my then BF dressed as Agnetha from Abba (the blonde one). I was wearing a very short skirt, blonde wig and sparkle make up.
My BF got really drunk and started to act like an asshole and we got into a huge fight, I stormed off and told him I was going home which was around 20 miles away. I couldn’t get a cab straight away so I went to a pub that was inside one of the local Village hotels and stood at the bar on my own, it was about 1130PM by then and the bar was pretty empty.
I noticed 2 guys that kept looking over, nothing special about them but they weren't ugly either.
After about 30 minutes one came over to me and asked if "I was working", I thought that he thought I worked at the hotel at first so was a bit confused and asked him what he meant, he said "how much for both of us?" It took a couple of seconds for it to sink in and then I suddenly realised that he thought I was a prostitute! I imagine it was the way that I was dressed that made him think it.
I was pretty drunk (very actually) by then and still really pissed at my BF, I should have ran but for a reason that I have never been able to figure out I just blurted "£300" thinking that would make him go away, I didn't even earn that in a week then. He just looked at me and said "OK, me and (whatever his friends name was) have to go to a Cashpoint to draw it out, we will be back in 10 minutes". I had every intention of just running at that point but I was also really turned on and a lot scared, which made me even more turned on. They left and I just stood there, drinking even more and wondering if they would come back.
After about 10 minutes they both returned and the one that had been quiet before came over and asked if I had a room there, I was so nervous at this point that I lied and said yes (I figured that if they thought I was registered there and was with someone else then there would be less chance they would hurt me!) but that there was another girl with me and she was in there.
Short guy had a room as he was visiting tall guy who lived locally so suggested that we went to his room, that was the longest short journey I have ever done. As soon as we walked out of the bar into the hotel corridor and were out of site of the staff he handed me £300 in cash, all in £20's and it dawned on me that not was this only real but that I had no condoms! I told them that I was just going to pop into the ladies room to count (he actually looked quite insulted about that) and to wait outside. I went in, went straight to the condom machine and bought a pack of 10 with the change I had in my handbag before popping into the cubicle to check that all was fresh "down there" :) I was incredibly turned on by this point and was already really wet but I still couldn't believe that I was going to go ahead with this!
They actually looked a bit surprised when I came back out, I think they thought that I was going to climb out of a window! We carried on up to the room and not one word was spoken all the way there. One woman came into the hotel corridor just before we went in to his room and looked at me as exactly what I actually was, a cheap hooker!
I wasn't sure how it was supposed to start but that was quickly resolved by the first guy that had spoken to me taking off his T-shirt and starting to take off his jeans, which prompted the other guy to do the same, in what seemed like seconds they were both naked and both hard, they were both quite athletic and both had decent sized dicks, about average from my experience.
The taller one of the two came over and pushed me into a sitting position on the bed and pulled my head towards his cock, I was actually going to do this and just like that for the first time in 3 years I had another mans cock in my mouth! He pushed me back so that I was lying down and kneeled over me, while he was slowly fucking my face his friend had pulled down my skirt and knickers and was eating me out, I genuinely thought I was going to explode! I had never done anything like this before, had certainly never been with 2 men and here I was being paid for it! I felt the shorter one move away and thought that he was about to fuck me so I mumbled "condoms, handbag" as best as I could with a mouth full of cock! He got them but it turns out that he wasn't ready for that, he wanted what his friend had been getting. The taller one climbed off me and they took the opportunity to take off the rest of my clothes, I was now fully naked, in a hotel room in front of two strangers and I was being paid to fuck them!
They stood side by side and had me get on my knees on the floor to suck them both, it was totally and utterly surreal swapping from cock to cock like some porn star. Almost without warning the shorter one grabbed my head (I think he was about to cum!) and pulled my blonde wig clean off!! That had all of us burst out laughing and stopped everything in its tracks for a few minutes, I took the hairpins out of my own blonde hair (shorter than Agnethas wig!) and the next thing the short one had his cock straight back in my mouth whilst the taller one watched. I wasn't really blowing him a such, it was more that he was fucking my mouth and I knew what was coming as he got faster and faster, he dug his fingers into my head so hard that it actually hurt a little bit and then boom, he shot his cum right into my mouth. I have never really been a swallow kind of girl, I normally spit it out but I had no choice with this guy as he still had hold of my head and I swallowed this complete strangers cum in front of his friend!
As soon as he had finished he pulled his dick out of my mouth and it was instantly replaced with the tall guys, I couldn't believe that I had just swallowed a load of cum from one cock and seconds later I had another one on my mouth. Tall guy didn't last long either and before I knew it I was swallowing his load as well, 2 loads of cum from 2 different guys in minutes!
Things calmed down for a few minutes then, I honestly think that they thought that as they had both cum that was it, maybe it is with an actual prostitute I have no idea but I was so turned on at that point there was no way they were getting away with it that easy!
Within minutes I had sucked them both back hard again and this time I was going to get some enjoyment for myself. I practically dragged the taller one over to the bed by his cock and returned the favour from earlier by pushing him back onto the bed and going straight down on his now rock hard dick, my ass sticking in the air ready for his friend. I felt the bed sink under his weight as he climbed on and from behind he pushed my legs further apart, I was now so turned on that I was actually “aching” down there, like an intense itch that really needed scratching, I really, really needed fucking! I felt him rub his dick against my now dripping pussy, flicking against my clit and up and down my lips, I’m sure that he was enjoying it but I just wanted him in me so badly. I felt the slight pressure against my hole and then the bliss as he slowly slid in, it felt like being slowly filled with something that created an immense sense of pleasure and tingling and a sense of euphoria as he went in with that initial rush through my body that I always get during sex followed by that sense of being “full” as he fully entered me. He could never have known but doggy is by far my favourite position and the one thing I love is exactly what he was doing, he had my hips gripped tightly in his hands and was not only pounding me but pulling me back onto his cock with every thrust, I was in heaven. It was getting hard to concentrate on tall boys cock with short guy doing such a great job and I was afraid I would end up biting him! He turned slightly on the bed so that he was now sideways to me which I then realised that he had done so that he could reach my tits while I was blowing him, that was it for me, I was in heaven! One cock filling me from behind, one in my mouth and now my very sensitive nipples being toyed with, I came like I have never come before or since. It was so intense that I actually felt light headed and had to bury my face in tall boys stomach just to stifle the scream! This set short boy off and he really started to pound at me, his balls banging off my now very sensitive clit and that wonderful feeling of fullness just getting warmer and better. I put tall boys cock back into my mouth and now really went for it, like a deranged woman! He didn’t last long and within a minute or so had shot another load deep into my mouth but this time I was in charge and I did something else I have never done, I took his cock out om my mouth while he was still spurting and let him shoot the rest over my face, I have no idea why but it was so horny! When he had finished cumming I put him back in my mouth and cleaned every drop from his still rock hard dick. This set off short guy and I really felt the last 4 or 5 aggressive thrusts followed by him pulling me into him so tightly I thought he was trying to spear me! I could feel his cock pulsating in my pussy as he came and it occurred to me that I hadn’t actually seen him put on a condom! I realised pretty quickly that he had as I didn’t get the feeling of additional warmth or the increase in pressure that I usually feel when a guy cums inside me, I must admit I was actually a bit disappointed.
Within minutes they were both ready to go again, with a little help from my newly enthusiastic blowjob skills, they were definitely going to get value for money! This time they swapped places with tall guy lying me on my side and lifting my leg up to fuck me while short guy lay alongside me so I could suck his cock. When tall guys cock went into me I could feel straight away that something was different, I couldn’t quite place what but as I looked down between my legs I could see that he hadn’t put a condom on but at this point I just didn’t care, the site of this total strangers cock sinking into my soaking and aching pussy was just complete bliss. He reached down and started to rub my clit with his thumb and that just drove me over the edge, I was having what felt like continuous little orgasms over and over again. The only down side of all of this activity was that my jaw was really beginning to ache! I had never suffered from an aching jaw due to an overdose of blowjobs before I took his cock and started to wank him off as fast as I could, licking the head every so often and squeezing his balls with my other hand. Before long I felt him tense and knew what was going to happen next, I didn’t slow down at all and literally aimed the head of his dick into my open mouth until he shot his load straight into my face and onto my tounge before giving him the cleaning treatment. This was obviously too much for tall guy and I felt him tense up as he was about to cum. I actually wanted him to cum inside me but at the last minute he pulled out and came all over my hips and stomach which like a total slut I happily rubbed into my skin.
I spent the next 3 plus hours being fucked on all fours whilst sucking the other one off, riding one while his mate stood over him and got sucked by me, getting fucked missionary while the other one knelt by my head and fucked my mouth, getting fucked in the ass (I had only ever let my BF do that once and with him I hated it, not this time though!) and shorty even mentioned trying a double penetration (one in my pussy, one in my ass) which I was game for but the tall one didn't want to get that close to the short ones cock! I think we ended up using around 8 of the 10 condoms (I let them take them off so they could cum on me or in my mouth after fucking me to remove the temptation of going in “bareback” again) and I swallowed another 3 loads of cum from each one of them, I had taken 10 loads in one night and it was the first time I had ever seen a man “run dry”, I managed to empty both of them!
I lost count of the amount of orgasms I had and the whole thing only came to an end when my phone rang, it was my BF who had obviously only just drunkenly left the party!! I obviously didn't answer but used that as my reason to get dressed and leave, they were both pretty much worn out and done by then anyway and we had been “dormant” for 20 minutes or so. Short guy asked for my number and I gave him a completely made up one and the last thing that they both said was that was the best money that they had ever spent! To be honest I had completely forgotten about the money at that point, that was just a pleasant side effect.
I went back down to the lobby and called a cab, the receptionist giving me the same look as the woman in the corridor had done earlier which wasn't surprising, it was now about half 3 in the morning and I probably looked like I had been fucked for the last 3 hours, I could still taste cum in my mouth and I knew I had it all over my skin, I did wonder if she could smell it on my breath!
I got a cab back to my parents (I've always had a key and a room there, I used it when I had arguments with my BF), went straight to bed and the next day cleaned up and simply told him that he was a dick and that I had gone straight there from the party. He didn’t get any off me for a week which he thought was because of his drunken rant but the reality was the next day I genuinely felt battered and bruised, they had fucked me into exhaustion! He only lasted a few weeks after that, mainly because he was a drunken dick.
That is my confession that I have not told anyone, ever!! My one night as a £300 a session whore and to this day thinking about the entire thing still really, really turns me on. I have never considered doing it again but I don't regret doing it either.
The reason that I have now chosen to tell it was the fact that I actually saw “tall guy” again about a week ago! He was in Asda about 1/2 a mile from the actual hotel where it happened with a woman that looked like she was his wife. I hadn’t been back to the area since that night as I had no need to but found myself there for a work related trip and popped in to buy some shopping. He walked past me without even registering which didn’t surprise me, I am 15 years older, now have my hair back to its natural brunette colour from the bottle blonde that I used to be, I wear glasses and of course there was the Covid masks. I wouldn’t have actually realised it was him had he not taken off his mask to talk to his companion about whatever item it was that he was looking at on the shelves. I deliberately stayed in the same aisle for 30 seconds or so smiling to myself and sneaking a glance thinking “you fucked the living daylights out of me, you fucked me in the ass, I swallowed your cum 5 times and you paid me £300 for the pleasure”. I was getting wet right there and then in the aisle of Asda!
My now husband (not the same BF I had back then) got his brains fucked out that night all whilst I was secretly fantasizing about having two cocks again, I regularly get him to use a rubber cock on me while I am blowing him and it is because of that night. No one would ever believe that I was capable of doing what I did, I have a respectable job, family and public persona that just wouldn’t fit that type of behavior and I love the fact that I know completely different, that I literally can and have been a complete cum slut
I’m suffering from self harm addiction and I’m so guilty because I promised everyone I’d stop but I can’t especially when I have a very bad day
I have to confess that I'm a very arrogant person and that I love to make fun of others.
It gets me going to make fun of the weak, I feel strong and confident when I do it. I think I'm better than 90 % of my fellow men, I even say that to some of them. I guess it's not that bad because I am able to be the way I am. I am good-looking, handsome and just amazing!
I have become a hoarder. I go on eBay late at night when everyone is asleep and I buy luxury clothing and shoes that are not even my size. I started working from home so I can accept the packages without my husband knowing. I have boxes on top of boxes and I tell him that they are inventory that I am selling online but I'm not. I haven't sold anything online in over a year or two. I am so sick over my deception and addiction that I just lay in bed all day and make plans on how I am going to rectify the situation. But all I do is wind up unpacking one box and repackaging the items in another. I don't know why I am doing this. I never cared about things like that before but now it's like if I see a Tory Burch bag for $5 with free shipping and I dont buy it I feel like I'm about to take a huge test that I am completely unprepared for, or like I'm about to jump out of a plane. The only thing that stops the anxiety is buying the item. I am out of money and I can't remember the last time I did dishes or made dinner. I just lock myself in my room and obsess over this all day and all night.
I have to admit, I have been starving myself for the past 3 weeks. I only eat 2 apples a day. I lost 6 kg by doing so.
This is not anything sexual or... ahem... "sinful" but if I try to tell anyone in my family or any of my friends they'd ridicule me.
My husband is in prison for beating me. I visited once and said I forgave him and brought a sexy video. He smiled and said he loved me. I played a video of me sucking our best man's cock first then I hold the camera and say I love gagging on cum. I'm going to let your best friend fuck my tight ass in the parking lot. Think about his huge cock pounding your wifes pussy!
Then he sat beside me and said he should see her rub it. She asked if he likes seeing her hold dick. He asked her to not do this and she smiled then said she likes how she doesn't get beat up anymore unless daddy's dick punished her then hand me the phone. He begs me to stop but I tell him we paid the guard to not stop us. Now you are going to watch your wife get a mouth filled with cum. He watched us then cried and apologized. She picked up the phone and said he is a coward and she never loved him. Think about my tight body getting fucked while you rot in here. So hot
So I’m 15, almost 16 and I just did something I’m pretty sure is illegal. I went on Omegle and decided to try the video chat option, because I never had before. I have large-ish boobs and wasn’t wearing a bra, just a t shirt. I get out on with this guy and start groping myself over the shirt. This guy gets a massive boner, so I panic and leave. Long story short I ended up on this call with a clearly 18+ British guy, who you could only describe as a dilf. I ended up naked except for my socks and was practically fisting myself as he jerked off, telling me how he wanted to bend me over his desk and pound my “tight little body” and wanted to make me take 2 cocks at once. He called himself daddy and called me his sweet slut and little whore. I sucked on my own tits and almost started moaning out loud. I’ve never done something like this before but it feels so good and I had the best orgasm of my life watching him cum. I can’t tell anyone I know, but I needed to confess.
#omegle #underage #daddy #kink #dilf #threesome #british #teen #sex
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