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I'm cheating/lying to/on my GF. No one except really close friends even know we're dating, but I wish we were still just best friends like we were in the past. She confessed her attraction and love for me over skype one day. At the time she was at an extreme low point in her life, and she put me on the spot. I could only think about what she'd do if I didn't accept her confession, she would kill herself. I knew it. I felt it. So I told her that I was feeling the same way, with intentions to eventually break up with her. Now I'm here. I'm not even really all that sure I'm bi. Do I like lesbian porn, yes. But who doesn't?! I still think dicks are awesome and I'd much rather ride some guys dick than finger another girls pussy. It's just not for me. On top of all of that, I was flirting behind her back. I'm a freshman in high school and she's an eighth grader in middle school. I feel so guilty. I know it was wrong, I even have a male date to homecoming. But I'm not gonna go cause it's just too wrong feeling for me. I can't keep this up! I know I have to break up with her eventually but she's so unstable. I could really ruin her for good. She loves me and I don't love her. I still see her as JUST my best friend. I'm an awful human being for leading both her and the guy on. I should just kill myself for doing this. I deserve to die.
When I was 13 I had this best friend Ryan who was also 13.. One day we were talking about sex and somehow I was able to get him to admit that he might try gay sex. I was also pretty turned by the thought of trying it but I didn't admit it. Then I told him he could suck my dick. He said he didn't want to but I told him he should anyway. I guess this where I was a real jerk because I told him if he didn't want me telling everyone what he told me then he'd better do it. I'll always feel guilty about the fear I saw in his eyes. I pulled my shorts down. I was already hard. It was really awkward. He had no idea what he was doing but I enjoyed it anyway. I'll never forget what it was like to see my dick in his mouth for the first time. He sucked and licked it for awhile until he said his jaw hurt. So I told him to give me a handjob and he did until I came. We didn't talk about until a week or so later I asked if he would do it again. He said yes and this time he was a lot better and seemed to enjoy. He was sucking away when I started to cum. It felt so good. He pulled me out I knew he got some in his mouth. Well after that it became a regular thing. In time he even started to swallow. But I never touched him. Truth was I really wanted to but I was afraid. I guess I thought I wasn't being gay if only did it to me. Then halfway through the school year his dad got a new job and they had to move. I felt so sad. And I felt bad for how I'd been. Just before he moved we were together and I told him I wanted to suck him. He seemed surprised. Man I sucked him as good as I could and swallowed my first load. I loved it. We had one last time together when he slept over at my house. We spent the whole night together naked in my bed. I can honestly say we made love that night. It's one of my favorite memories. I never saw him again.
I only went on this app just so I can have an alternative to forgive me from welcome to the game and maybe confess a sin or two, but the main part is I'm really annoyed about all the lust sins on this app from 2 commenters that keep
sending picture links to every comment section to having sex with their partner or new partner to the indecent exposure and
the bondage and the thots, everything else I've been seeing aside from that is drug addicts, people that don't enjoy their living conditions, or had a surprise they weren't hoping for (I'm alright with those and can tolerate some of the lust sins) but then there's what people comment on this app as said with the 2 links but then there's toxic and like 1 or 2 isn't toxic ( an example is there was a confession about someone being someone that would break up with their bf to get more popular and was wondering if they'd get even more popular if they offer there self and one comment said kys lol) only some are saying they relate to a sin or make suggestions on how to get help
I masturbate with my mother's panties, i love sniffing/tasting and wearing them. I recently have put pics of my mother nude and none nude online, knowing men are masturbating to her and may recognize her, really turns me on
I confess that I don't like my children as much as I should. I just can't be interested in the stuff they make or in the things they love.
I have a 15 years old son and a 11 years old daughter.
I always question their behaviour and the things they like, I don't get most of it.
Sometimes (and please don't hate me) I just think how stupid they are and I wish I don't have children.
My father use to be a pastor, and then he killed someone.
He was always really violent when he got angry, and it was hard to control him after that. He wasn't entirely abusive, but when he was mad, boy, was he a monster.
It didn't come to me as a surprise when I came home one day from school and the house was surrounded with people and police.
Dad apparently killed someone who accused him of lying about something. I was only 8, so I never really understood what exactly happened, and I never tried to even as I grew up.
My mom acted like it never happened, maybe it was her way of protecting me and my little brother.
She remarried 3 years later, but I hated her new husband and his daughter like crazy. They just drove me insane. I was really jealous because they seemed like the perfect family, and truth be told, his daughter was a total bitch.
I just started googling what I could do to get rid of them. There was divorce, lie about him raping me, and murder. No way in hell was I going to jail, though.
Luckily for me, they both loved to eat apples.
Everyday I would dig the trash out for the cores they threw out and collected the seeds.
I'd mash them up and flavour the mix, then sprinkle it on whatever they had to eat for the day.
When my stepfather died, the autopsy said they died of intoxication via apple seeds.
Everyone assumed it was because they ate too much apples, little did they know..
I kind of regret it now, but I eventualy found out my stepdad was cheating on my mother and was a bit abusive to her emotionally.
I guess I did a good job.
I think the only thing that kept me from doing something very violent was that my cousin\brother was right there and he's seen his mom be beaten enough already.
I am a 53 year old white woman named "Carol". My 26 year old daughter "Kim" married a black man, "Derrick" a few years ago. He's very nice and they're happily in love and I have a beautiful little grandson with another grandchild on the way. Things are wonderful.
Last year, my husband and I stayed at their home. they live in Atlanta, we live in Tampa, Florida.
While my husband was out one morning, and I thought the kids were up and out, I had a chore to do.
I was going to place a surprise anniversary gift for them, tickets for a trip to Cancun for a week on us, on their pillowcase for them to come home to. I thought Derrick had to work and Kim had said something about the gym in the morning.
I walked into their bedroom, the door was slightly open, and they were having sex. My daughter was on top of him and being very vocal about her enjoyment of it.I saw the look of pleasure in my daughter's eyes, and heard it in her voice, and realized that I'd never experienced anything like that in my life. Thankfully, they didn't see me but I cannot stop thinking about it.
When he withdrew from her I saw he was so well endowed that I almost gasped in shock. My God, how does she take that?!?!?!
I was so aroused by watching them that I feel ashamed that I have repeatedly masturbated about what I saw and fantasized and had dreams about having sex with Derrick myself.
I think I'm going mad.
Please pray for me.
#adultery #envy #lust #black #daughter #mother #envy #embarassment
I am a recently married 40 year old woman who married a guy 4 years younger than me. He is in fantastic shape and treats me wonderful. Our sex is great but I just recently had something happen that has sent my mind and body into another place. i received a text from my sons friend who is 21 about a week ago. He is dating someone who shares the same name as I. When I opened the text it was him holding his fully erect dick. He immediately realized what he did and sent another message explaining the accident. He is complete opposite of any man I have been attracted to. While my husband is 6 foot 1 and very muscular, my sons friend is only 5 foot 8 or so and very skinny. If I had to guess I would say he weighs about 150 but I don't know for sure. My husband weighs 230 so a very big difference. What shocked me was the size of his dick. The absolute biggest I have ever seen. I couldn't compare by numbers obviously because I don't know but it was very thick and even longer than my husbands. It very much so turned me on and I had to convince myself not to like what I saw. Well just a couple nights ago my son brought him over which was nothing new. He came around a lot. My husband and I like to go out and drink and we had been out for a while and made our way back home. When we got back my husband set up the cornhole boards and him and my son started playing. My sons friend went inside to get another beer and without thinking about I did the same. The text never crossed my mind until we got inside. He out of nowhere apologized to me for sending it. Now with it on my mind I told him it was ok he just needed to be careful. Only because I was drunk, I commented right back and told him he shouldnt be stealing pictures from the internet either and I laughed. He looked at me and asked what I meant. I told him obviously that wasn't really him and he shouldn't use someone else's pictures. He laughed a little and said he didn't steal anything. I finally told him that there was no way that was really him and he assured me it really was. I poured 2 shots and said well I'm not gonna ask you to prove it. He looked at me and walked to the window to see what my husband and son were doing and made sure they were still playing. He walked back over and pulled the band to his shorts away so a hand could go down. He said I'm not gonna show you but feel for yourself to get this over wth so we can head back outside. I didn't say a word and grabbed my shot with one hand and he grabbed his shot. I looked at him still holding his shorts away from his body and slammed my shot down and reached in. I grabbed it and it was huge. He let out a small moan when I did and my reaction was to grip a little harder and pull on it. I put my other hand down and used both hands and admitted to him he had the biggest dick I had ever seen and now felt. I felt him gett bigger and inpulled his shorts down and got on my knees in front of it. I hesitated and got very surprised when he forcefully grave the back of my head and fed it in my mouth. He let go and let me suck him and I did without any hesitation at that point. What lasted only seconds I frantically stopped and stood up. He pulled his shorts up and it was sticking straight out like a tent. He turned me around bent me over slightly and pressed it against my pussy and told me if they weren't here he would fuck me right there in the kitchen. He backed away and we poured 2 more shots, took them and went back outside. That night I had sex with my husband and couldn't believe the difference in size. I felt so unsatisfied. At one point when I had him in my mouth I remember thinking how a young 21 year old boy could fuck me so much better than he ever could. I haven't done anything else with my sons friend but i know I wouldn't be able to resist it.
#wife
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
For work, I always have a lot of research to do. And this means that I often have to work at home (later, at night for example).
But I'm just too lazy. So I got my son to do it. He gets 10 bucks each time he "helps" me.
I can get to bed earlier and he gets some extra money. He's always a bit tired though and his grades in school aren't that good as in the beginning of the year but I guess that's not too bad.
#lazy #confession #work #son #secret #anonymously #research #night #tired
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.
When I was about 9 I went into my dads bedroom while he was sleeping. It was a hot night and began raining. I just wanted to close his windows. Dad was totally uncovered, and totally naked. I was very into peeking at his penis which I never saw before, and got very turned on about it. After that I tried every way to peek at dads body. I took advantage of mom working nights to ask him if I can be in his bed to watch TV. He usually fell asleep early. I always lifted his sheet to peek. I finally began gently feeling him. Now I am 29 and married but still have the hots for my dad.
TL;DR: tricked into half naked teaching on Halloween :(
Last Halloween, my first year teaching, a student of mine (8th grade) made me promise to wear whatever costume she got me for Halloween. Didnt think much of it at first as we kept talking about it for weeks leading up. Then the day came, she pulled out a tiny, tiny dallas cowboys cheerleader costume, then plopped the boots for said costume on my desk (this specific one.. https://www.partycity.com/adult-dallas-cowboys-cheerleader-costume-P321838.html). I was immediately alarmed to find how incredible short (and see thru) the shorts were and that I could not fit into the top! (I'm a 34 F breast). Being a woman of my word, I changed into the costume in the teachers bathroom and was promptly horrified by what I saw. so I went back into the classroom in my clothes as before and my students BOO'd me! they even hit me with my own ammo, as I preach keeping promises is paramount. One girl even said "how should we trust you if you lied to us like this?"... So I marched back into the teachers bathroom, put on the top I didn't fit into, slid on the shorts that were basically bikini underwear, and fastened my high healed knee high boots, buckled my huge star clad belt and marched to the door. I opened the door and was met by an eerie silence. All of the students just looked at me with no sounds being made. All of these 14 yr old girls staring at me scanning my body. So I just stood there.. in my tiny little cheerleading outfit, bottom of my breasts not even covered. What did my brilliant self do next? I just started the lesson. I made my worst mistake of all, bending over with my butt FACING the class in these shorts which rode them way up my rear. The class promptly started to giggle as I reached to cover my butt. Mortified, and with no other options in sight, the lesson began.. Social Studies, onto Science, onto Math. I taught it all in front of this class while barely clothed. bending over and reaching for things as few times as possible. Then finally the bell came at noon (half day thank god) and I dismissed the class. As I sat down at my desk I noticed at least 2 students pick up their phones off of their desks, which were covered by books. They were quick to leave, so before I could put two and two together they were long gone out of the school building and off to their weekend. So now I can only wonder if these students were recording the entire thing?
I didn't know what to do, so I just let them go. I couldn't go to the principal and tell her about it. I'd be fired before I could finish the sentence. The class never looked at me the same and always held me in a bit of contempt after that incident. Really horrifying and embarrassing. I don't even want to know if those girls were recording me and what they might have done with that video. fml.
#teacher #students #classroom #cowboys #cheerleader #class #lesson #embarrassing #shame #rookie
THANK GOD. I have been fishing all over the internet for over a year looking for my son.
I thought eventually he’d recognize his daddy. My baby just called me tonight.
COVID hit at just the right time to mess our relationship up long term. He’s suffered. Much of the world has. But he’s still out there. That means there’s hope. God is Good. I have fished and fished for over a year. Day and night. Trying to influence any form of media I could.
Thank You God. I finally had my son call me. Now if I can just reach him more. I pray that I do not make things worse.
My best friend has been banging my mother for two years now. I find it hot to call him my dad now.
when i was a teenager mom and dad divorced. mom was drinking a lot and one night i found her sleeping on the couch. her robe had opened up and i could see her boobs and pubic hair. that was the first time i saw a grown up lady nude. i just looked at her and for the first time in my life i was getting sexually excited. i got my camera and took nude pictures of her to look at when i masturbated. i got up the courage to touch her boob. it was so soft and while i was touch her boob i was amazed her nipple got really long and hard. i touched her pubic hair it was soft and fuzzy and a little damp. while touch her pubic hair i discovered she has big things between her legs i later learned it was her labia lips. i moved them around and i was able to put my fingers inside of her.
i hated mom when she was drunk but now i couldnt wait for her to get drunk so i could explore, learn and experience the opposite sex. all my first sexual experiences were with my drunk mother and she never knew what i was doing. the best feeling in the world is being inside of her vaaina
My son is 15 and almost at the end of puberty. It's not an easy time, but my wife and I have a good relationship to him. At first I refused to believe it, but my wife drew attention to some of his mannerism and stuff. She said she believed him to be gay. I really couldn't and still can't believe it. I always thought he would bring home a cute young girl some day. I think I wanted to relive my youth through him.My wife doesn't think much about it, she's happy as long as he's happy. But I just can't take it. I can't tell my friends and colleagues that my boy likes boys. I always thought I am very liberal towards such stuff; I know many lesbians and gay men, but my own child?!I wish I could handle this situation better, but I can't.
#gay #son #desperate #homosexual #whatdo #confession #child #unhappy #disbelief
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.
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