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I did bad with my mom i destroyed her beauty parlor and i sabotaged her wedding plan. Because she wasn't loyal to me.
#mom #family #son #relationship #emotion
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 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
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.
A neighborhood girl (12) was going around bullying the other kids and trying to act "cool" claiming she drank and smoked and drugged all the time (you know the type) i gained this knowledge from my 10 year old niece who was one of the girls bullied, well i decided to she needed a lesson, coming from the background i did i was able to aquire a small amount of meth, the bully always carried around this knockoff purse, so i went to speak with her about bullying my niece (knowing full well she would just be a little twat) well as she was running her mouth i casually dropped the baggie of dope in the purse she had set on the bench, i walked a block away abd called the cops and tipped in that a minor was in possesion of drugs at the park, she waa arrested, charged with a felony and did six months in juvie, i later heard she was constantly getting beat up for running her mouth in there, even though it was a horrible thkng to do shes now no longer a cunt and is even doing better in school.
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
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
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
I do not know what to do and I feel so guilty right now. My mother passed away in 2011 and I held her in my arms when she died. After the funeral, the rumours started. Even my sister, who is now not a part of my life anymore because I cut her out, accused me of killing our mother. This was especially hard for me. And now, 8 years later, I still have to listen to those accusations. They say that I treated my mother badly and that I had hit her. I have to disagree. No, I did not! I never hit my mom, but I of course was not the picture perfect son. I made mistakes and I am very sorry for them. I do not pray as often as others might do, but I think about mom all the time. I look after my mother's grave and bring flowers regularly and when I am there I am talking to her and asking her for forgiveness for all the mistakes I made.
Do you think she can hear me?
I think I might be a murderer after all... Am I a bad person? I start to think that I am. I would like to apologize here once more for how I treated my mother some times. I was a teenager and had my own head. I asked for her forgiveness, but is that enough?
Shortly after she died she visited me in my dreams, but now everything is empty. There are only nightmares.
But I will try to get better. To get a better person.
I promise, Mom.
xx
#mom #deceased #died #mother #grave #murderer #sister #empty #lonely #confession #forgiveness #guilty #bad #person
I left my son at my parents' to be able to live with another man in another state. I only see him like twice a year, on his birthday and maybe on christmas. His father died when he was still very young. He's 14 now and I moved away from him when he was 7.I just did that because my husband threatened to leave me and I love him so much.I think my son is happy with his grandparents but sometimes I feel kinda bad for leaving him behind...
#son #husband #love #movingaway #sin #confession #mother #parent #grandparents
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.
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 boyfriend left me when i told him I had sex with his father and that he should take lesson. Now I think he is jealous. Honesty can get you in trouble.
Me and my son's girlfriend shopped all day for swimsuits. We shared changing rooms as we assisted one another. I confess I got wet, horny, and filled with naughty thoughts. I am straight but got so aroused by her. I found myself looking her over. And now I get wet thinking of touching her naked body, and more. Something is wrong with me.
#lust #badthoughts #sexy #horny #naked #wet #daughter #son #swimsuit #confess #help #wrong
It's my best friend's birthday today. And since we are little (she's 30 as of today), we used to wish each other happy birthday at exactly 12pm midnight. If we couldn't be with each other we skyped, talked on the phone or texted.
This year, I totally forgot. I talked to her on the phone yesterday, we also talked about her birthday and I still couldn't remember it!!!
I don't know if she's sad or something. I texted her as soon as I realized and she replied normally.
Uff, what a faux pas!!
#birthday #midnight #happy #song #fauxpas #shit #friend #bff
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'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
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
Not sure how to start this so here goes.
I am a 52 year old married mother with 3 girls. Iv always been in good shape always been active. I have a great job and a house I've built up and im proud of in a nice area in Manchester. I think I'm still young and can turn heads even at my age.
Im 5,9 slim but I have a big bottom haha and it gets me noticed.
My daughters are all grown up and only one of them still lives at home. My girls have always brought boys home, some cute some not but id never thought much into it. Iv had affairs in past (and no my husband does not no so lets hope he never does find out hehe) and still occasionally will have sex with strangers if I'm in the mood, they always want to put it in my bottom hehe.
my daughter lets call her K who still lives at home finally got serious with a nice guy he's a bit older then K she is in her mid 20s and he is 32. They are saving up for a house. We will call him B.
I never really noticed or even thought about B in a sexual way for the longest of times until one summer I was sat in the garden in my summer dress, I was sat on the decking messing on my phone. its was a hot day, myself and B was the only two home that day. I didn't think much of it at first but B came out to the back where I was sitting, we talked for a bit about day to day life and suddenly B sits straight infront of me.
I honestly didn't think at first I just talked and answered questions he asked. When id look up to talk back to him i would just catch his eye roll back up to my face level. That's when I realised what he was doing, he was taking a good look at my knickers.
My first reaction was to shut my legs. I was shocked at first and angry, I wanted to punch the pervert, I asked him if he would get me a drink. Of course he said, as he was standing up he placed his hand over his crotch to push down his thick hard dick and thats when the dirty slag in me came out. As soon as he was out of sight i stood up and pulled my now wet knickers as far up my arse crack and pussy as they would go, I rubbed my pussy for a few seconds just to be sure there was a damp patch on them.
I sat back down with my knees together, I was so turned on by what i was about to do. I was going to give this dirty fucker what he wanted a good view of a real milfs wet pussy.
B come back outside with a nice cold drink and again one hand on his crotch.
As he passed me the drink i told him to sit, we talked for what seemed like hours, I was so nervous and unsure but I thought fuck it. With a big smile on my face as we talk i slowly opened my legs.
OMG is all I can say. The boy couldn't take his eyes off my dirty cunt he wanted it so bad.
B likes to return the favour whenever he can by showing me bits here and there but last week he got really brave, I was sat in the kitchen talking to my daughter when B walks in the room in just his robe. I could see straight away it was adjusted to benefit me, he walk over to me and sat next to me, my daughter was on the other side of the room talking but not paying attention to anything else other then what she was doing. He sat next to me sideways on so he was facing me.
I could only steel a look every now and then but slowly and surly the robe parted from his legs until this think hard cock was in plan view.
My god if my daughter wasn't home or even in another room i would sucked that dick like it the last dick i would ever see again. It looks beautiful. He stayed like that for a while and I was finding it hard to control myself needles to say i fucked myself silly that night and have been doing since just thinking about what one day I will let him do to me.
We haven't had sex or even talk about it. Things are at a stage of we both know what's happening but we haven't talked about it I don't know how to take things further or if i should.
we are very touch and feel with each other and i will be honest i look for any reason to text him and I think he also looks for any reason to text me, he can be forward in his text so I play it down but I want nothing more then to let this young man do what he wants to me.
Anyway if feels good getting this out in the open
XOXO
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.
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