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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 confess. I screwed my son's girlfriend. And it was oh soo good. It was one of those things, right time, right place, right moods. Not sure other than it just happened. Now should I feel bad that she is younger than my daughter? It's all good, unless he marries the girl. Then what?
#sex #sonsgirlfriend #confession #wrong #son #daughter #younger
I am a single mother of two. I have a son, who is 7, and a daughter, who is 4. I'd like to confess that I love my son more than my daughter. I know everyone says that you'd love your children equally, but this is not the case.
My son is perfect. My daughter... not so much.
I always wanted two children and I always wanted to have a boy and a little girl. But since my daugher is developing her personality and ACTUALLY becomes a human being with emotions and expressions other than hungry, angry and overjoyed, I cannot seem to cope.
My husband thinks that's normal and it will go away. But I am not so sure.
He is pressuring me to spend more time with her alone ... to bond I guess. But it gets just exhausting after a while.
Of course, I still love her. But she is not the sunshine in my life.
I try to hide it, but I think deep down she knows. I think she can feel it.
#mother #daughter #love #son #preference #equally #heartless #family
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
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 and I have been dating for about a year now. He's incredibly intelligent and funny, decent looks and is just so sweet and caring to me. He wants to date when he goes off to college but I don't want to and secretly, can't wait to end it with him since I get so bored. I get bored with all my relationships and can't seem to figure out how I can stop it. It actually makes me feel like shit since he does so much for me.
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
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 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 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 dead on the inside, I just feel miserable and sad all the time.
If it weren't to my son, I already would have killed myself. I just don't want to live anymore.
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.
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
After my divorce I started to drink alot. I'm the mother of six children and we were abandoned by my husband and their father. As my drinking processed to get me to the point of becoming a black out drinker and then I would pass out cold. Years later I learned that while I was in the black out point of my drinking I would make sexual advances on one of my sons who was only 13 teen but was the spitting image of his father. I learned that I would try to undress him while also undressing myself. He always rejected me because I'm his mother and I was always piss ass drunk. I must have started something in him because years later I discovered that my 13 year old son started sneaking into my bedroom late at night and would touch and feel me up. This ended with him having sex with me without me knowing anything about it because I was in a black out and passed out cold from so much drink. I only discovered this because I day I was cleaning the basement and I found a hidden box with pictures of me passed out on my bed naked and spread wide open for all to see. I looked at all of the pictures and saw my son with his penis in my mouth and him inside of me having sex. There was over 100 pictures of me and some of him and me. I learned that my son had been having sex with me for over 6 years and I never had a clue. I'm so ashamed of myself for being a drunk.
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.
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.
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
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.
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