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I am 36 and married to my husband since I was 23. I keep my body is great shape, am a natural blonde all over, including "down there". I keep myself looking as good as I can, and naturally look much younger. It's not me, it's genetics, my mother and all her sisters are in their late 50's or early 60's and look like they are 38. I had been to a cocktail party and a friend and I stopped by a well known, large hotel for a drink. She had to leave and I was left alone with my drink. I guess by sitting there alone, dressed in a cocktail dress, I gave men an idea. These two very good looking men, one in his 40's and one in the 50's started buying me drinks. I went to the bar with them. After a bit it dawned on me that they thought I was a prostitute. They also thought I was about 22 to 25, I didn't bother to correct them, on either count. I was showing a bit more leg as we talked, even giving glimpses of my see through panties, and my C cup cleavage. One of them was running his finger in my cleavage the other touching my pussy through my panties. Finally they asked . . . how much to go to the older ones suite and make myself available for the both of them.
It was the point of no return and I had no idea, so I said $ 1000 and they readily took me up on it. Now I really don't get to make money for myself, and never money in that amount. I kept wondering how they'd freak out if they knew I was married (my rings were at the Jeweler being cleaned), a mom to 2, and was a suburban typical mom who would be at a PTA meeting the next evening. I told them that for $1000 it was only one time each. With that they took me up to a huge suite, with open windows looking over the city and had me undress in front of the windows. I was very nervous, not knowing what I'd gotten myself into but I kept going, I had $ 1000 in hundred dollar bills in my purse. They actually gasped when I revealed my naked boobs to them, then again when I pulled down my panties to show my blonde haired bush. It actually felt good to be appreciated and viewed as someone sexy again. It was at that time the older one pulled out another $1,500.00 and asked me if I'd stay with them for 3 full hours, I agreed to 2.
Throughout the time with them it was a blur, I didn't even think about the fact I was cheating on my husband it was purely about sex and me feeling sexy . . . someone wanted me so badly they paid me $2,500.00 to be with me and have sex with me. I sucked the older one till he came in my mouth, the other one was next and when he got hard he laid me on the big bed and saying "I've never had a blonde haired pussy before" he plunged a much bigger cock that I'd ever had before into me and within a few strokes I was riding with him and even came. We did all kinds of positions, ending with me on top and him pulling my hips down and thrusting up inside me as he came in me. Then the next one had a turn and while he was going I sucked the other till he was hard again. The older one shot in me with his average size cock and the second was ready again. Only this time he rolled me over and pulling some cum and my own lube from my pussy to my ass, screwed me anally. He was reaching around rubbing my pussy and my tits, the older one started squeezing my tits and tweaking my nipples too. I'd not wanted to admit that it was my first time having anal, but I guess I was caught up in the complete sexiness I felt and I was willing to let him. He came in me anally, and the older one had me suck him then he pulled out and got on top of me and inserted his cock between my tits, pumped them for several minutes and shot off all over my tits, neck and face.
I asked if I could wash up a bit, and took a shower, cleaning all the cum out of me. The anal cum I got out sitting on the toilet first. Washed up, I came out naked and they had another $1000 for me and showed me pictures they'd each been taking on their phone. There I was moaning and groaning on my belly, my tits being mauled by the guy on top of me who screwed my ass. Another showed me with the cum all over me after I'd been tit fucked. I kissed them both, got dressed and asked them not to spread those around, both of them being married and in the pictures too, I really didn't worry about it much.
I went home, took another shower and my husband wanted to have sex. We did, and I came much faster than normal from remembering what I'd just done. He didn't seem to notice that I was a bit looser, and a little sloppy, though I tried to tighten up as much as possible. I had been the good wife for years, and now had sold my body to men for sex. . . and a total of $ 3,500.00 After a couple of days, I even asked my husband to do anal sex to me and he did. He didn't like it too much, but he does it every once in a while now. I guess for him it's something different too. I keep thinking of that first time when I got paid, of course the guy didn't know I was an anal virgin. Then after a few weeks I get a phone message with the pictures of me being fucked by the two of them. The older one is coming back in town and wants to see me. I agreed that I couldn't stay the weekend, but would be with him for 2 hours at a time, at least 4 times while he's in town. I will be paid $ 8,000.00 for it, more if we meet more than 4 times. He also said that a week later his friend is coming back with another partner and they'd both like to see me together.
I would never have dreamed that I'd do anything like this, but it makes me feel so sexy that men would pay this 36 year old PTA mom to have sex with them. Plus by the end of two weeks, I'll have enough money to buy the new drapes I wanted plus so much more, hell I could even buy a car. Of course I don't know how I'd explain where the money came from to my husband.
Well I don't have the right category I wanted but just wanna share this.
I am a Filipino girl at around 14 years old. I just confessed my feelings to my friend a few hours ago.
I will hide my name as "Anon" and her name as "Asuna"
I met her last November. Me and my best friend always go home from school together with her squad. And because we always do that after school, I met Princess. That time I had no feelings for her. But she was always so kind to me, and I don't put any meaning to it, until this year, February 22, she hugged me for around 15 minutes, maybe a friendly hug but it was so tight and after that, she acted strangely, she has a marker stain in her face and she asked me to remove it, because her friend volunteered to remove it, but she refused so and chose me to remove it instead. After that, I knew my feelings toward her was real, so, I suddenly had a crush on her, at first. At this month april 15, we went to my best friend's older sister's party and she was invited. We were only few that time. When we are walking on our way home, it was only Asuna and me. We walked together but kept quiet. It was kinda awkward until she said that she will miss me, but yeah, I just said its ok bc I COULD NOT SAY THAT I WILL ALSO MISS HER. When she was at her destination I said goodbye and turned my back on her. Until she called my name, grabbed my arm and suddenly gave me a goodbye hug, like the ones in movies, even though we were in public, I just took the moment she hugged me for like 10 seconds and didn't mind the people looking at us, and she left me, confused on what she just did, and she ran to cross the road.
This day, we were on our way home, from our family trip. While we were on the car, I opened my messenger and I suddenly confessed my feelings to her. I said that she must not reply me, saying sorry bc she cant bring back my love for her or something like, so thanks to the feature in messenger, I just blocked her, because I had no choice, I know she's not a bisexual like me, well kinda. And here I am, writing this. I just, love her. I wanted her to feel the same way as much as I feel for her. But I will never know unless I unblock her, but I've already made some possible outcomes that she will just leave me in the "friend" zone. Help me :(((
#shy #love #bisexual #romance #confessions
My kid Andy told me the other day that he has a super power. He said he could make himself invisible from time to time because me and my husband aren't listening to him or paying attention to him. I didn't know that he thought we wouldn't care too much but now when I think about it... We always thought he's annoying and didn't want to play with him. Now I feel bad.
I confess I'm a bad mother.
I'm always sick of my partner hogging the attention during sex and I really want it for myself, I want to introduce bdsm into our relationship and I'd really love to become a pet to her but I mm scared to tell her that I'm jealous and I just want to be her kitten
#bdsm #confession #sex #attention
I confess that I tinker with the idea of getting my over a meter long hair cut. Everyone loves me because of my hair and everyone tells me how good I look and how amazing my hair is. I guess when I cut them short I won't get the same attention as now and I don't like that.
I (female and 20 years old) told my affair that I'm pregnant though I'm not. I just wanted more attention and that he would care for me. And it was great to see that he was scared that I could talk to his wife. And he gave me 300 euros for the abortion which I could use very well for my new TV.
When I was moving to secondary school I had plenty of friends and was always the centre of attention but as soon as I moved to secondary I started to fade away like nobody notice me so at the time I thought it would be a great idea to fake my depression/suicidal thoughts to get attention I would post on social media about how I wanted to die and that nobody cared about me anymore. And it worked I was getting a lot of attention and I loved it until my childhood best friend who meant a lot to me went and told my parents I know she was only doing it to protect me but the only reason I stated doing this so she would give me more attention, I felt like shit my parents asked me why I was posting this stuff and I couldn’t tell them the real reason because I was to embarrassed and I thought they would hate me for it so I just told them that I was being bullied. I said that I was being picked on by 4 boys which I kinda was but it was only inside jokes they would call me 4 eyes and pick on me put we always saw it as a joke so I just blamed it on that, and it worked my parents told the school about the boys and they were punished and I felt so bad I actually thought about killing myself but after all this my parents took me out of school to home school me this was the worst point of my life.
My best friend slowly drifted from me I was losing all my friends and I had no one left, my parents put me into therapy (it didn’t work because there was nothing to work on). A whole year goes by of me being home schooled I’m trapped indoors most of the time because my parents won’t let me go out and I couldn’t use social media anymore so I had no way of contacting my best friend, at this point my mental state started deteriorating I was going insane until I finally snapped and ran away. I wasn’t gone for long as I had no where to go but the first place I went to was to go see my best friend she lived quite close to me so it wasn’t really a problem so I went to go see her but she didn’t want to see me I was confused until I talked to another close friend of mine and released that the whole school knew I was faking my depression for attention my heart sank because I knew that everybody would hate me now and I would lose everyone. After all this I went home and my parents were talking to the police because they were scared that I was gonna try kill myself, when I got inside the house my parents told me that they are sending me to hospital to be put on suicidal watch i didn’t want to go but I had to while I was there I saw my phone in my mothers bag and I grabbed it to try msg my best friend and explain things but when I logged into Instagram I saw hate groups mate for me saying that I should actually kill myself I felt awful but what made me hate myself even more is the fact that my best friend had blocked me and sent me a message saying that she wanted nothing to do with me my heart sank. I had lost everything I had nothing left I just wanted the pain that I caused to end so I stood up and ran to the canteen, the canteen didn’t have anything sharp in it other than the knifes they were not to sharp to stop people from killing themselves but I made it work I grabbed one and ran to the toilets I quickly locked the door some of the nurses noticed what i was doing and tried kicking down the door, I tried slitting my throught with the knife but it wouldn’t go deep enough and by the time I managed to make the knife sharp enough they had already broken down the door I was taken away from there and put into a mental hospital where I have stayed for 4 years I don’t know what my ex friends are up to now but all I know is they don’t care about me anymore no one does and it’s all my fault I only wanted my best friend to show me more attention because deep down I loved her but I was to afraid to tell her.
Sorry about the really bad English and grammar I haven’t really learned much seeing as most of my time as been spent in this hell hole my hour on the phone is nearly up so I got to go but if I was to give you a life lesson do not fake mental illness for attention it completely fucked up my life and I don’t think i will ever be able to reedem myself goodbye
And Izzy if your reading this I’m sorry I always loved you but I was to afraid to say it maybe in another life I wouldn’t be so selfish and just puck up the corage to ask you out.
#depression #bestfriend #love #suicidal #suicide #attention #fake
I paint in illusions. I spin stories and tales to inspire or teach. A truth hidden in everyone. I go after the lost. Those no one else seeks to reach. Mostly i did it in the real world once when it could tolerate me. Then i stopped. A pandemic hit so i woke up & gave it a try in a new way for me. Who knows if you ever really help. But its better to try to help than to do nothing. Or so i thought. But being in my last embers i dont think I’ve actually helped. I thought i was helping. But I think being near death so much muddled my attempts. So maybe its time i go back to sleep. Ill have to think on that. Might be time to wrap up my musings. Quit failing as i try to assist. Leave it to those better suited. Go back to being happy.
When one journey ends, the next begins. Lets make this a happy tale.
:-)
#happy #love #solitude #content #completion #complete #whole
When I was younger I was a regular at the county fair. I hung out with a group of friends that got a little wild. There was a camping tent set up in the back of the fair. My friends and I would pick up random guys and make out with them in the tent. I am embarrassed about it even today as I am a very conservative wife. It was a competition to see who could get further. Lots of kissing, fingers, dry humping, not sure if anyone made it all the way ...
I guess I'm one of those who need a lot of attention. I am a real drama queen. But I don't intend to be like that, it just breaks out of me...
Do you also have phantasies about your death? And I mean not how you gonna die, but how it should be when you are dead? If someone would be sad and how others would react?
I do.
I often envision the worst and most terrible things that could happen and I even enjoy it when I get sympathy, so I tell lies and worsen stuff to get it.
I am a terrible person....
Even though I'm surrounded by people and I'm enjoying myself, I still feel lonely and sad. I don't enjoy being alive and I feel like a husk of what I could be.
I've always felt this way, but I wake up each time I lose someone I love more than anything. Someone I dedicate my life to amd it somehow still isn't enough. Since I've given my heart away to people who just shattered it over and over, I'm a deeply troubled person.
Every night it's a battle to go to sleep, because I don't have someone to take care of me and make me feel better from all the people who hurt me and made me this way. I want vengeance on them for doing this to me, but I can't do anything about it.
So many people have harmed me both physically and emotionally, and all I ever want is someone who can help me heal from all of that. Someone I can dedicate my life to and feel appreciated and loved.
It hurts being alone, being treated this way over and over with only false hope to look up to.
#loneliness #suicidal #existentialism #sadness #pessimism #abuse
Sometimes I wish I got cancer again, just from the attention I'd get.
I wish people would give me the attention I deserve, could really slit someone's throat about now... so jealous, ugh.
I took attention seeking to the next level I pertended to have a stalker for 3 years to get guys attention and I'd make fake accounts to show them messges of what happened and stuff and they would fight with the fakes accounts which were me
I'd love to run away and start a new life somewhere. Just to get some attention probably. I am starving for attention right now. I feel so bad, but no one notices. I love thinking about where I would go and what I would do and how everyone would react once they notice that I am gone.
My friends did it, so I thought it was okay. First night done. Didn't realize that, my cuts were the worst. One night, I started cutting over fresh cuts all in 1 go. I was 12. I stopped after that..
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