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I'm 32 years of age and for the past few years my desire to have sex with my mother has grown stronger. She is 53 shortwith a bit of curves that makes her look a bit chubby. At a stage when i was still in the house 18 to 20 years of age she use to undress infront of me. She would leave the bathroom door open when she peed even when she bathed. Not covering up i could see her nice c cup breasts small nipples and her bush covering so i couldnt see properly. But still caught glimpse here ant there of her. At that time i didnt think of her in a sexual way so i just looked as a male of that age. Until the one day when without thinking when she stood naked infront of me again busy getting clothes i reached out and touched her breast to take of something stuck on the side of her breast. I placed my hand on her breast and and moved it over to the side to wipe it off. She stopped with what she was trying to take out the cupboard looked over to me as i had my hand on her breast. I had my hand on her breast for a few seconds as i enjoyed what i felt when i touched it. She asked what i was doing and i said just getting that of and she than said that i shouldnt enjoy it to much as she is my mother and with that said i notice that her nipples got longer and hard. Which my hand immediately went and touch her nipple. She made a noise i couldnt make out and suddenly got uncomfortable. Pushed my hand of her breast and said that's enough. Since that day i have been wondering more and more how the rest of her must feel like. A couple of months later after that day she caught me pants on the ground busy helping myself. Both of us froze and she looked at my hard cock in my hand and i couldnt help but look her up and down she had her see through nighties on and i could see her nipples as hard as that day. She turned around and went back to her room i thought she is going to tell my dad but till this day not a word. But ever since than she hasnt been naked infront of me like it use to be. No if i see her naked i accidentally walked in. I know she is my mother and the feeling i have to have sex with her isnt normal. Thing is i have been wondering what will happen if i just tell her straight forward how i feel what will happen.
#lust #sex #family #mother #confessions
My brother molests me every other day and I can't do anything about it.
I am a 18yo girl and i get so horny thinking about my brother's girlfriend. When she comes round i find any excuse to watch her especially when she is wearing tight clothes. Once I saw her naked with my brother in his room and she was sucking his cock. I watched for as long as I dared. I want to touch her and I keep masturbating thinking about her.
I'm getting married next month and i have a 2 year old son with my fiance...but I'm still in love with my ex bf. My fiances brother.
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I am pregnant.
I let my boyfriend cum inside me just because. When we found out I talked about abortion. He wont pay for me to get one. Neither will my parents.
I dont want a baby. Maybe I kinda sorta thought I did. Im 12 weeks in. Ive heard the heartbeat and I just..i just dont want it. Honestly Im kind of hoping that something happens and I miscarry so I dont have to deal with it. I could also get more attention and sympathy that way.
I have smoked weed while I knew I was pregnant. I also took Robotussin and Mucinex DM to robotrip. I still smoke cigs when I can. Because.well. i just dont care.
Its not that i dont care about my baby, i dont care about anyone, really. Thats something ive realized reading these confessions. I just like attention and doing what I want. I dont really care who I hurt. I know Ive manipulated people on purpose but it just doesnt really get to me. I think that now once Ive realized this and harnessed my true power I will take it to the extreme.
Before when I did things I really did feel bad..but now I dont care. At all.
I dont want forgiveness. I dont want to change either, honestly.
#baby #abortion #pregnant #heartless #careless #mom #mother #teen #manipulative
I am with my boyfriend for ages and I really would be a mother but he still wants to wait. So I just stopped taking the birth control pill. This happened over a year ago (!) and I am still not pregnant. Maybe the universe tries to tell me that I shouldn't have children with him? Maybe he's bad for me? Maybe there's some other guy out there who's perfect for me? I now started taking the pill again, maybe my shining prince will come soon?
#pregnant #baby #children #mother #pill #birth #control #universe #prince
To be able to afford all the clothes I am wearing I keep almost each price tag where it is. I wear the dress, the pants or something like that for one or two days then I let it air thoroughly and after a quick ironing I return it at the store. I am always well dressed. I always get my money back without objection.
I’ve stolen a lot of money off of my granny. She had like thousands in her home just lying there so I occasional took some and over time realised I had took a lot, like 3,000 but she never noticed. She said she’s not spending it but keeping it for the wedding of her first grandchild which won’t be me.
I'm in a clique of 4 girls, we call us "the table" (because at parties, we like to stay for us and drink and have fun). The last time, everything got worse and worse. Two of my girls, Tamy and Annie got into fight about a boy or something and didn't want to talk to each other for quite a long time.
My confession is that I kinda liked it. I got more time to do something with my boyfriend without those girls bitching around that I don't have time for them and stuff. Tamy was like 'You always hang around your bf. You don't want to do anything without him' and that was really annoying.
I have to say that I even tried to sabotage their fight, so it would last longer. I told Sue that I saw Annie with this boy they were bitching about. Sue ran to Tamy and told her that, too. Now Tamy tried to go out with him to make Annie jelous and it worked, she really had a date with him and they both had some private time together.
I feel guilty right now, just because I told Sue about that guy and Annie, Tamy had a date with him and Annie got so furious about that she keyed the car of Tamy and battered down a window of her car.
I thought about telling them the truth, but now I am too scared. They will never forgive me when they find out that I lied to Sue.
And what makes it even worse is that my boyfriend Michael broke up with me a week ago. Now I destroyed my friendship to my girls and I don't even have a boyfriend to spend my time with...
Maybe it's not the right way to do it, but I'd like to thank my friend Dave for being there for me.
Thanks buddy! You can't imagine how grateful I am that I can call you my friend.
My life has always been very rough.
I had problems with the asshole of stepfather, he was very cruel to me, my little sister Trish and my mom. He beaten us up, got totally drunk and I often saw him going into the bedroom of Trish at night but I was too scared to tell anybody. I am such a dick! Why haven't I told someone?
I moved out, left my beloved little sister behind; that was 4 years ago... Trish was 12 to that time.
I was in therapy for the last months! My sister is dead... she killed herself about a year ago. She didn't say anything before she did it. The last year I had to life with the certainty that it's my fault that she's dead now!! My baby little sister is dead... I just had to say somethin about our stepfather but I didn't!
All of my friends abandoned me; they said I could have done something against it.....
Only Dave was behind my back all the time.. I am not good right now but just because of him, I am able to live.
Thanks bro!
#sister #sin #stepfather #dead #suicide
What do you think... is it ok to lie to a person that is dying? That is a question I get to ask myself over and over again for the last 3 years. My Dad was very sick. I do not want to say too much about it to protect my identity, but after his diagnosis, we knew that he did not have much time left. He needed a kidney transplant and he needed one fast.
My sister and I immediately went to the doctors to see if we were a match and could save his life by giving him one of our kidneys.
I remember that my sister's appointment was on a Tuesday, mine was following the next day on Wednesday.
Here comes the horrible part... I never went to my appointment. I was drinking and partying the night before and overslept. It was such a terrible, horrible and terrifying time and I used to get my mind off things by doing a lot of wrong stuff with a lot of wrong people.
I woke up in a haze on Thursday afternoon to a frantic phone call from my sister telling me that she was no match. She was crying hysterically and beyond reasoning. I still remember that moment. I could have said that I forgot my appointment and that I would make another one. But a lot of other stuff happened before (I do not want to talk about it in detail), that I was ashamed to admit it. In this moment, I was certain, if my sister was not a match, I would not be one either.
So, I lied. I said I WAS at the appointment and that I also was not able to donate.
In that moment I really believed that the universe would not be so sadistic and evil as to let my kind and good father die because of his terrible excuse of a daughter.
Well, he lived for 3 more months. They were not able to find a match or a donor in time. And I will never know if I could have saved his life.
#father #dying #donor #match #lying #lie #horrible #death #confession #ashamed
So, I'm in my mid 30s and my mil is in her early 50s, I’m blond with blue eyes a little cheeky looking and try to dress smart as often as I can.
My mil has straightened blond hair about shoulder length with a slight fringe that’s brushed to one side and wears glasses, she's about 5ft 5 and is very slim with a great figure, a tight little bum and the perfect size breasts that are just about a hand full, she likes to wear tight fitting dresses or jeans and just describing her body gets me aroused..
She's a very bubbly person, very outgoing and always likes a laugh and a joke, one of the best things about her personality is that she has a dirty mind and isn't shy to say sexual things (especially when she's had a drink) and she does like to have a glass or two.
Now that you have a picture in your mind, lets begin...
I have a few story's to tell and won't be able to cover them all here and I also want to save the best till last ( when she caught me....) but we'll get to that soon. I want you to know that I am aware that these feelings and thoughts are wrong but I just can’t control it and I have to get this out before I explode.
It all started a few years ago when we stayed round my in-laws house for the weekend, we had a BBQ in the afternoon, the alcohol was flowing, jokes being made and mil dropping a few sexual innuendos into the conversations. It was a very warm day so she was wearing a thin all in one white shorts and crop top outfit. It was very low cut so I could see her chest and the top part of her cleavage, the straps were thin so her bra straps were visible. The bottom part of the outfit was tight around her waist and pulled the seam at the back slightly between he bum cheeks which was a turn on in its self, shorts flailing at the bottom about half way up her thighs. She had little white sandals on and had cute feet with natural non painted nails, she had a habit of pointing and curling her toes.
We were playing scrabble and because of the drink we started looking for dirty words or turning normal words dirty, I played the word “stuffing” and when I said it she laughed and because it was a glass table I could see and feel her leg move under the table as she crossed them and pointed her toes out, almost touching my knee that was exposed from my shorts.
She then said "I like a good stuffing"... this is probably the point were I started thinking sexual things about her and I remember picturing her in that outfit on the glass table with her legs open, feet and toes pointing in the air and saying "I like a good stuffing" to me.
She then played the word cum, I said that doesn't count to which she replied while looking at me "I like cum, so it counts". That was it, I was hooked.
After a while, my fiancé was too drunk to stay awake so she went to bed. My mils husband was so drunk that he couldn’t speak properly or stand up straight so my mil told him to go to be as well, which he did. My mil then poured us another glass of wine and we started having a chat. I’ll be honest though, I didn’t really pay much attention to what she was saying as I couldn’t help myself and I was thinking about her in all these sexual positions and I kept looking through the table at her legs hoping she was to drunk to be aware of what I was looking at. To be honest though now I think back, I was so turned on and aroused by her that she’d have to be naive to not notice and she’s definitely not naive.
I started to get hard and I knew that I needed to get out of the situation before I became fully erected because she would have definitely noticed through the table. So, I pretended to start falling asleep and she said “right, time for bed then as you are falling asleep on me" ok I said. We went inside, closed up and she walked down the hallway where I assumed she went to bed. I started going to bed and took my t-shirt off but then thought I’d best use the toilet first. The light in the hallway was off so it was dark and I couldn’t see very well, as I walked to the toilet door mil must have been in the toilet because she walked round the corner at the same time as me, she had now changed into some baggy shorts and a sleeping t-shirt. Because I couldn’t see very well We walked straight into each other, she naturally put her hands up so one of her hands landed on my chest and her finger rubbed my nipple which as I had no top on was stiff, she softly said “sorry I didn’t see you" and she didn’t move her had straight away so this turned me on almost instantly and I got erected. Hoping she wouldn’t notice, I then put both my hands firmly on her shoulders, I said sorry as I moved her to the left and then said goodnight, she replied the same.
After I finished in the toilet, I went to the living room to finish the wine and sat on the sofa, I instantly thought about her in the hall way with her hand an my chest and nipple so by this point i was rock hard. I couldn’t hold it anymore so i unzipped my shorts, pulled out my now throbbing erection pictured my mil and began to move my hand up and down, I was so aroused by the thought of her that I lost control and I’m not ashamed to say that only lasted not even 30 seconds. I climaxed and even said her name out loud a little... I cleaned my self up and went to bed.
Little did I know at the time that this was the beginning of my mil obsession, after this the situations and fantasies just got more intense. More confessions coming.
#motherinlaw #milf #inlaw
Episode 9, Summer's Over
Another school year has begun and there is only a swim or two before the pool got closed. And so ended my skinny dipping. A bizarre summer it turned out to be spending Saturday afternoons naked at Farrells. In the end it just became normal and I was ok with that, in fact as I look back other than my mom making me go skinny dipping the first time it was Lynn who got me to agree to take them off again for keeping it secret, it was Lynn who made me live up to that agreement the next time I was there, it was Lynn who took off with my bathing suit leading to my constant nudity. It was also Lynn who I let touch me first, I didn't cower or try to hide the boner I got, I didn't resist when the girls wanted to walk me around by my "handle". I think I did most everything I was asked to do or go along with. Fall and winter meant not going there often, but even that was about to change. I don't know if one of the older girls had a birthday or what but that winter was the start of the older ones looking after us others while the mothers now went out to the bar. Maybe once or so a month us kids would find ourselves at Farrells again and the first time no sooner had our mothers back out of the driveway Lynn tells me to take my clothes off. I did and once again, after them seeing me naked so many times, I am feeling a bit uncomfortable. Everyone has all their clothes on and it feels different. At least at the pool the others were nearly naked. Soon enough everyone was back to normal playing around and it didn't seem to matter to anyone that I was naked. The next time there I didn't wait, I went into the bathroom, stripped and came back out much to everyones surprise. I clearly remember walking around laughing and liking it. The two older girls would be off doing their thing while the four of us played around. As the year ends I turn eleven and each time we go to Farrells I take my clothes off, I'm doing it knowing they will just want me to anyhow. I am beginning to like being naked around my friends.
Next Episode, Summer of '70.
My dream was so real and strange. My father-inlaw and I were having fun on a playground. Our clothes fell off and we ended up having the best sex ever. I cannot forget the dream. And now I find myself daydreaming of hardcore sex with my father-inlaw. Now I masturbate with urge but I must remain faithful. He's single, lives close, handsome, intelligent, strong, ... . No No No
The most important thing in my life is my dog Bella. She's everything to me and she's everything I have left to call family. I know it sounds cheesy but it's the truth.
And she's the reason why I have a big secret. She belonged to a young boy in my neighbourhood and he was so kind to her, I can't say he was a bad pet owner. But I was so lonely and I was about to move house into another part of the city.
So, an hour before the removal van came, I took her. She was alone in the garden because it's family was having dinner. They didn't notice anything.
I drove off with the dog before they finished their meal...
My Father used to physically abuse my half-brothers a lot. He slapped one of them so herd he left a hand print on his face. He shoved my brothers head through a wall. He once broke my mothers nose. He purposely cuts my dogs nails so short she would bleed because he was mad at her. My mother knew about this so she kept me away from him. He still hurt me mentally. He is the reason i have to take anti-depressants now. I don't see him anymore but he's old and I'm afraid hell die before I'm ready to talk to him.
So sometimes i get really angry at my sister recently i pushed her kind of hard into a wall and the next day she literally told me how when i was ‘trying to cool myself down’ and ‘taking deep breaths’ that i was doing good bc she thinks i’m talking about my “anger issues” with my therapist and she thinks that those are things i’m fucking working on and i get it who th is she to assume what’s going on between me n my therapist and she’s such a bitch for saying i have anger issues and i don’t like that why tf does she thrill she can talk about my feelings with me ew.
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