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I know it's a good cause, and the there is a lot of actions that we as a white community did in the past and still do in this day and age that makes us need to atone for a lot, but for some reason I'm starting to feel some hatred towards people of others races, because of all this riots and times in which I am attacked by being a white guy, just because I can't have a saying. I know it's pitiful, I know it's a bigger problem on their side, but for some reason, because of what is happening, I'm starting to hate and become a racist myself, and I don't like that thought.
I feel that I'm letting anger take control of me.
I've noticed a man in our apartment block who like to watch me through my bedroom window.
I'm not bad, in fact I never close my curtains, even when I'm naked after my shower. I'm sure he loves watching my towel off my pert, wet tits as he watches. I think I even caught him touching himself.
I find in funny and I'm flattered that he wants me.
I tried to get my niece & step dad to compromise. He defends the cops. She defends the rioters.
One issue i pointed out to her. I said we do need laws that force cops to stop other cops from using excessive force. But; i also pointed out the media just picked these two cases to focus on in order to help get a politician elected.
I said who were you voting for. She said the annoying one. I said why? She said cause when the one she loved was leader (who she still loves) his VP ran the economy. She complains about all the unemployment & massive inflation; & how she never got a raise for those for yrs. She's upset the pandemic has put so many in our family out of work. So my whole family; whose mostly mixed race, were all voting for the annoying politician because he fixed the economy The VP couldnt. I said who are yall voting for now? She admits most of them are now voting for the other.
I said there you go. This was a calculated strategy by the far left media. They are using minorities like us. I said they mean well. But where is Americas wealth still centered. She said the north east & west coast. Yes. I said where do most blacks live. She said the south & inner cities. I said you qualify for section 8; why would you rater live with your step grand dad you call a racist; than live there? She said the violence.
I said why is it so violent. She said a lot of the moms don't watch their kids & let them run the streets (she used to live there); & theres no dads. I said correct. The libs tell the residents they can't marry; & must keep having kids, to keep the apartment. Why want they let them marry & keep the apartment without having more kids? The politicians create most of the problems in section 8.
I said so isnt it possible politicians in the north east are using poor black voters to keep the wealth where they live? I said too many of us keep listening to them; but the inner cities & south remain poor.
I said the media is manipulating blacks to help One politician. The question is will we ve better off? He can't improve health care in states that just opt out. But he will cause unemployment to drag out. He will cause massive inflation. The other would have helped the economy recover. Yes; he sucks on health care. But neither can change what states do anyways.
Well; its done now. The media chose to burn down American cities; & send people to the morgue in order to influence who wins. We will all suffer economically some extra because of it. So let's hope we at least get laws that force cops to intervene when other cops use excessive force. I'd hate to think I'm fixing to endure 8 yrs of massive inflation; unrmployment; & wage stagnation because the media wants to help one guy win if nothing good comes out of it.
On the plus side ive stopped watching the news for virus updates; back to comedies for me. Lifes too short to let the media chew up my time. Yes; we need to change the laws. But have you noticed the media isnt covering the victims being beaten & killed by rioters? They say we all matter; but they chose which lives matter by which they choose to focus on. I haven't seen much talk about the old lady beaten; security guard killed; cops ran over.
How about before the media caused this. Remember the great grandma killed on the sidewalk? The media doesn't care about her. Don't hate me for telling the truth.
The pandemic brought us closer together. The media has chosen to rip us apart just to favor one politican over another.
I accidentally got my high school girlfriend pregnant.
She was 15 and I was 16. We were both into the drug culture of our high school and were very commonly having unprotected sex.
I have been an uncle since the age of 3 and have had a job since I was 14. I wasn't affraid of having a child. My mother was angry, but supportive. At 16, I was ready to become a dad.
The day had come when my girlfriend would have our baby girl. I was very excited. Her parents and the rest of family blocked me from the hospital. I was told our child didn't make it.
Jump ahead 35 years and I find out through an anonymous letter. My daughter is a live and well. She is living on Long Island. She thinks I am the one that is dead.
Now I have now decide whether to tell her I am alive or make believe she doesn't exist.
When I was 9, I wanted big breasts because I wanted to self-lactate in case of emergency. Now I'm 15, and I have D cups, and I now think it doesn't work that way.
At different times in my life I masturbated outside in semi-public areas where I could have been seen. I would take off all of my clothes and walk away, sometimes just a few feet other times a hundred feet or more. It started the summer I was fifteen. During the day I rode my bike to a nearby park. Stripped and waited while I got an erection, then masturbated to orgasm. I would get on the bike and ride home, Other times, I would go out after dark, remove my clothes and walk away from them, getting hard as I walked. I realized that when I did this, my erections were harder and my orgasms were stronger. The daytime and nighttime experiences probably numbered ten in total during that summer.
I did this only a few times in my twenties, driving to a park or walking from my apartment to get naked. I was much more aware of the risk and got much more excited. I thought of someone watching me, but I did not want that to happen. The possibility was enough to arouse me and result in long orgasms with substantial ejaculation.
There was a ten year period when I did not engage in this behavior, then I resumed it for a few months when I was 38. It was during that time that i took greater chances in spite of the risk. I would be naked longer, delaying orgasm as long as I could. Sometimes I would masturbate twice. I found myself thinking about it during the day. planning where I might go to masturbate.
At that time I began dating a woman. Mutual masturbation was part of our sex life. We would masturbate one another or watch each other masturbate. Without confessing my previous experiences, I asked her if she every did it outside. She had not, but was intrigued. For a couple of years we occasionally got naked outside and masturbated or had sex.
I wear diapers and plastic pants willingly. I am a 29 years old male and have been wearing diapers for two years. I get turned on when wearing them. I think it is more the plastic pants than anything.
#boy
I have been bending the truth into a circle a lot lately. Rather than just watching TV; ive been trying to get people to work together during the pandemic. I'm a fence setter neutral kind of person. When i do weigh in its always secretly on the side of good.
Statues. If its dedicated to your family or loved ones i get it; orherwise its really just ideolology.
We have terror in middle east blowing up ancient structures. In America we have our own culture terrors. They want to spray paint the WWII & Lincoln memorial. They want to destroy CSA statues. Its very weird. You must realize; the people who emgage in such things view themselves internally as inferior. By destroying something thats important to a lot of people; it makes them feel important. Kind if like the people that break the gate on your fence; scratch your car; crush your mail box. They feel they are not capable of earning something good; so they want to lash out at someone else.
So i have been messing with people on these issues; did it in the past too. In order to understand what its all about.
Middle east: to historians like my self we really need to preserve ancient sites & relics. They link us to the past. They give us a glimpse into the past.
To the people destroying them its against their faith; a way to hurt people they hate; etc.
America reminds me of Great Britain. The Civil War factory owners were mostly English. They controlled politics; papers; militia; cops in the north. They funded Lincoln.
In the south mostly Keltic plantation owners contolled the cotton northern owners wanted. They controlled the politicians & etc in south. They should have just gave up slaves; let civil unrest break out in the south; & kept their land. Instead they decided to succeed; form their own nation; & lose. They lost all their land & possessions.
But who did most of the fighting & dying? A diverse group actually. Let's just say English; Nordic; & Irish immigrants for north. Kelts; Native Americans; & Jews for south.
In Great Britain it was a similar deal. The English conquered; occupied; & controlled the Welsh; Scots; Irish; Picts; & India Indians.
The Union is like the English. The south is like the Scots & Welsh. The Native Americans are like the Picts. The African Americans are like the Irish in North Ireland.
The Scots got to vote on leaving Great Britain. It would be too hard; so they stayed. But they will never forget being conquered. The English history books paint the English much better; & the Kelts worse; than the Kelts would like. In America the north won; so the history books are similar. Most white southerners feel like they were conquered & occupied; but it would be nearly impossible to seperate at this point.
The picts are like Native Americans. Not many of them left; not much land or power; so just stuck going along for the ride.
The African Americans are like the Irish people stuck in North Ireland. They are not happy; they don't want to be there; but where else would they go.
So the Union & CSA both sinned; so no point into getting into that. In Great Britain England is still the strongest; richest; & has the most power. The northeast & west coast is still the same in America. They basically have most of the wealth; power; & influence to this day.
In the past expanding Europeans were good at turning Native American tribes against each other. Since the Civil War ended the north has been good at that too. They bought Liberia; but convinced most bkacks to stay in the south; & grow them cheap cotton on the land once owned by plantation owners (reperations). Hey; they had the right to stay. But as a part black man who sees most blacks are still not happy to be here; you have to scratch your head. They could have had their own nation. Ran it their own way. Been trading partners with America & Europe; instead they stayed here. Obvi had they not me & my kids wouldnt be as fast at sprinting; but it makes you scratch your head.
Well; by first trying to put freed slaves in charge; they created great division. By convincing them to stay here; they created animosity. On the one side are Kelts who have been conquered again. On the other are blacks who endured slavery. The wealth is in the north. The new factories built are owned by the north. The south now can't sell to fireign nations; & are forced by one sided northern laws to accept whatever $ they are given for things.
They grow the cotton; tobacco; etc. And raise the cattle for the north. The north uses the same burn & scourge Roman tactics that finally crippled the south to conquer the Plains Indians. They open those seized lands to heavy settlement & use it to grow their crops. They really learned during the Civil War that they couldnt raise any cash crops; enough staple foods; or enough meat ti feed themselves. So they use the south for that. A divided south was good for them.
Think of Isreal. Britain needed Middle East oil. They placed the surviving Jews from WWII there. The Muslims switched from attacking Brits to Jews. The Brits created conflict between middle east Jews & Muslims; & got their oil affordable. The north did the ssme with southern whites & blacks. Let them work hard to grow crops & raise animals. Keep the wealth in the north east. Am i wrong? Look at wealth; standard of living; schools; average income; & education in the northeast & compare it to the south today. Am i wrong?
Look at the northeast. The blacks are mostly poor & in inner city slums. Yet blacks in the south mostly vote for the Democrats which helps the northeast stay richer & more powerful to this day. The southern whites vote mostly for Republicans over religious reasons & other rights.
You would assume the southern blacks & whites would unite; & fight together to get their equal share of the nations wealth. But they don't. They keep getting played against each other. Oh well.
Now for the statues. I do not care. Christians aren't suppossed to worship idols. But you will note the north & northern owned media keeps pushing to have southern statues destroyed. Think on this; Washington; Jefferson; & Grant all owned slaves. They only took Jefferson off $. I think they will push to remove Washington eventually. But Grant will never be removed.
Both sides in the Civil War were guilty of wrongs; most who died on both sides had no slaves. Yet they are only going after CSA statues; not Union ones. I know people believe the north started the war over slavery; but let's look at in context. Let's say the English were pushing to destroy all statues dedicated to Scots; but not the English ones. Well; they are taking down the CSA ones; but not the Union ones. So many descendents of southern kelts are mad about it; feel they are still getting ran over.
As for me. I'm descended from Scot & English; slave & CSA non slave owning soldier; & Union doctor. I don't care.
Just put the southern statues in museums & on Civil War battle fields. You were conquered; move on. Its rocks & metal. Let it go. Then the rock heads can start fighting to get slave owner Washingtons stuff removed. Does it honestly change your life? Then why do you care. There was so many angry socislists arguing with angry people who loved a statue; that a college girl got ran over. Was her life worth keeping a statue? No.
Yes; the north should set the example. Put their Union statues in museums; then challenge the south to do the same. But we know they will not. Remember when Brits got mad over the movie "Patriot" w/Mel Gibson? I assure you; if the English could somehow destroy anything dedicated to the Irish in North Ireland they would; to mentally strenghten their hold over the region. But they also would not agree to destroy an equal number of English statues in North Ireland or England. Its a power thing.
The northeast is saying southern blacks; we used our power to help get southern white statues dedicated to their dead soldiers removed; now vote how we tell you please.
My view: just move on if your a southern white & care about those statues. I'm trying to remember taking my kids to see a statue. I did take them to pose with cute little kid statues; in front of Christian crosses; & thats about it. So that means it doesn't matter to me. I drove by a statue dedicated to someone my kids are descended from. Maybe i should have stopped; but i didnt care enough to.
#pandemic #caronavirus #riots #protests #statues #lee #grant
Yes, i have waited long enough to confess what i have done in the past, i feel like just can't stomach it anymore. The sins, the misdeeds and wrong doings that i have committed can not be expressed in words......
I have done those horrible and terrifying things for all the wrong reasons. From voyeurism,eroticism,frotteurism, stalking,self indulgence, excessive masturbation, child abuse, abusing myself,destroying my career, being a sadistic faggot, greatest sinner,being an asshole of the grandest kind, an unemployed jerk to not being a dependable son, brother or lover.....you name it and i write it.................
I feel like if could commit suicide by consuming poison or jumping off a 10 storied building or laying on a railway track or just setting myself on fire, or reporting my horrible pathetic crimes to the nearest police station or just cutting my body parts(hands, fingers, piercing my eyes and or cutting my legs)........ i have thought about everything.... i want to be punished for what i have done.. but i couldn't ...cause no matter how hard i try to punish myself i think of my godlike brother and mother and my family... i am really lucky to have a family like this. I guess they need not bear the burnt for the the sins that i have committed. But i needed to confess my dangerous and horrible sins to somebody and somewhere... had i decided to go ahead and confess my countless sins in public then my brother and mother would be hurt, they will be insulted and will no longer be able to go out in public, what i have done is what i will suffer from, they don't even know about all these things and they need not know cause they are very good, honest, godlike, understanding,caring and responsible persons....and i don't have any right to ruin their image and hurt them.... i am still suffering and maybe i will suffer for the rest of life for what i have done...i have been suffering for the last 10 years, i don't have any friends left, i am unemployed for the past 6 years, my girlfriend left me because i was a complete jerk to her, i really loved her, but now she is gone. I wish i could die or just end my life, i just don't want to experience pain anymore.... i am sick and tired of being afraid and miserable....i am isolated.. nobody misses me or wants me or loves me except for my parents and brothers.. i really thank god for giving me such wonderful brothers and parents....but i think i don't deserve them. I just want be good, responsible,dependable,caring, loving,honest.... i just wanna stop lying to myself and the world.... i just want to perform my responsibilities towards my family and the society... i just want another chance with my girlfriend and make everything alright... cause i still love her very much and want her back in my life..... i wish i could personally apologize to all the men and women whom i have hurt and mistreated and committed sins to... but they are not around... oh almighty lord, god...hey BABA LOKENATH please forgive me of all my sins and give me one last chance to rectify myself,to purify my soul, to love and like again, give me another chance to make my parents happy,make them smile and go all those worries about me go away and make them believe in me and make me a dependable son of them and a dependable brother.....please please please forgive me for what i have done... to all those whom i have committed terrible sins to....i unconditionally, on my my knees apologize to you all and beg for your forgiveness....please forgive me..............
I was caught by the police while I was dancing around a bonfire naked at night in the woods.
According to the protocol I asked them to dance with me because I would take the queen's child the next day.
After that I changed my antidepressants. Thank god the police gave me back all of the photos they took and I now live in another city.
You can trust me: Don't mix meds with alcohol!
#rumpelstilzchen #police #bonfire #dancing #naked #antidepressants #meds #alcohol
17 year old, Tomás.
I sued my parents. It was very easy. I went to the local court and told the laywer in tears my parents are alcoholic and they beat me up every day. That's not true, my dad is a loyal banker and my mom works in a kindergarten. They now got a restraining order and are not allowed to go near me.
They don't even know about it yet.
#parents #court #tears #restraining #order
Some years back I got to live out one of my fantasies. When I was in HS I met a girl and instantly fell in love. We dated at the end of my senior year but ended up breaking up a bit later. Some time goes by and we date again but we broke up yet again, I couldn't get over her no matter what but we'd also never had sex. A few months later she during a summer break (she was still in HS) we got closer when I lived where she was staying for a few months to be there with her, we ended up fooling around a lot and it really felt like we were a couple but soon after she started school back up she got a boyfriend and I was devastated. I also now had way more fantasies about her because of the fooling around, I remember one particular time when she just rubbed my dick all over her face through my thin shorts it was so fucking hot hearing her panting and breathing hard while doing that, then me trying to go down on her from behind with her in the fetal position. After she got that boyfriend we kind of fell off for a while and she went on to be in different friend circles than she use to be, I'd see her here and there when she was single mostly but we never seemed to get as close as we had been to my despair. Then one day she told me she was getting married, she got married, moved to and adjacent state and became pregnant. I became a door to door salesman for a while and left the state too traveling with the company, during my travels I ended up getting a lot more sexual experience that I thought I'd get in a lifetime. Some years later I left that job as I was no longer satisfied with it and felt unappreciated for my efforts. Her husband was in the military and as it turns out he'd been deployed and she was staying at her in-laws to not be alone with their now toddler child. We had stayed in touch here and there as friends but it always ate me up inside.
So one day we were reminiscing about the past and she invited me over, she said nobody was home for the weekend and another friend was also gonna be there so she wouldn't be alone the whole weekend, this friend was also another ex of mine. When we all hang out we all three reminisced about the old days and just have fun in the big empty house, we'll call the first one T and the other one L. It seemed a bit clear that the L who was single was trying to do something with me, she wore a skimpy outfit and kept trying to get my attention but I was more interested in T, who, noticing what L was doing wanted to get my attention too. We ended up hanging out there all day, I at one point cuddled with T while L just watched TV. At night L decided she wanted to go to bed and seemed pretty frustrated so T told her to take one of the rooms as it was at that moment a spare anyway. T and I laid down on the couch together spooning, instantly making my dick very hard. She kept teasing me the entire time which is something I remembered fondly of her from the old days so it made it that much hotter. After a bit I ended up drifting off to sleep holding her with my dick still hard pushing up against her. All of a sudden I'm woken up feeling T's amazing plump ass pushing up against me over and over really hard and fast just rubbing my dick, as I start opening my eyes I notice her breathing really hard panting. I wake up with my mind blank, I can't think of anything I can't do anything other than breath insanely hard and feel her up against me. She notices I woke up and I'm sure we talked a bit while doing this but I can't recall any of it, I was so entranced it felt like I was an animal it was so raw. At some point she gets on top of me and rubs up against me more, then she takes off her shorts and is grinding me like that. She finally pulls up off of me and takes my dick out, or maybe she pulled my pants completely off I don't even remember I wasn't paying attention, I could have been completely naked or fully clothed and I wouldn't have noticed either was, this was a dream come true and nothing else was on my mind I couldn't think. She's still teasing me and as she starts to lower herself I just thrust up hard trying to get my cock inside of her, she moves up and tells me to relax I thrust up a bit more and realize she won't let it in until I relax so I reluctantly relax. T slowly lowers herself and I feel her pussy sliding down my cock. It is the most amazing feeling, she had the best pussy I'd ever felt in my life. I'm just sitting there waiting for her because I don't want her to stop. She's sitting on me now with my cock fully inside of her and she starts moving. She makes one grinding motion and I instantly felt myself on the verge of cumming, and it was going to be a big one. She notices my face, and stops, I couldn't help but blurt out "woah". I'd never felt anything like that, before this, no woman had ever been able to even make me enjoy when they rode me, I always had to stop them and take control, but this, this was something else. I told her, "hang on I'm about to cum" so she stopped until I was more relaxed. I ended up turning her on her back and going to town on her for a while that way on her in-law's couch, but it was getting too loud and T was afraid L would hear and catch us so we went to her in-laws room and had sex on their bed. It was honestly the best sex I'd ever had, part of it was the fantasy, part of it was how open we'd always been talking about sex even if we never had it before. The next day L left early and T and I fooled around some more in some of the other rooms. We noticed the next day that she'd cut her knee open a bit while she was on top riding me on the couch, I told her it would be a reminder of this and she agreed. For years she had the scar and I would always ask her about it when talking to her. She ended up moving abroad for a while, but we still talk. One day, I'm definitely going to get some of that amazing pussy again and have my dick completely melt in her, I'll definitely be going raw and cumming in her, it's already in the works, I'll make sure to write about it after it happens.
#sex #ex #cheating #bestsexever #bestpussy #deployed #quick #hot #married #wife #secret #raw #animalistic #lust
I don't like the way my wifes talks to me. She treats me like I don't know anything and like I couldn't do anything without her telling me. I now started to give her sweets everytime she talkes nicely and politely with me and it's starting to work. She is re-thinking her behaviour and even corrects herself if she said something harsh.
This method is called "classical conditioning" by Pavlov. He invented this, using his dog.
#dog #pavlov #wife #sweets #conditioning #classical #confession
I was a shop assistant in a now closed branch of Nice n Naughty, a sexshop chain in the UK. I often had to lock up the shop at end of day if the manager wasnt on that shift as I was experienced and often worked with our junior. We usually left cleaning and tidying for the next morning but cashing up and some tasks just had to be done before we left. I often let the junior go after we had jointly done the cash count as the other stuff was quicker doone alone frankly. I'd then wait in the shop for my lift to arrive. So how do you kill a bit of time waiting in a shop with blacked out windows and an arsenal of sex toys on display? Yep I would product test in order to be more knowledgable about our items so I could help customers better. Yeh right. It was about a bit of fun really. I carried wetwipes in my bag and after picking my toy or toys would wipe away any residue from customer handling during the day and do myself. Sometimes my favourite ones had no power in their batteties and I put them on charge and picked something different but we had such a range I always got something to get myself to an orgasm or two. I always wiped the items I had used and others on display. Anyway it was all a nice perk of working there and I miss it now I work in Tescos.
Ever since I was in 7th grade, I've always loved looking at girl's asses. I mean come on, what guy doesn't. I'm always think about sex and hot chicks and ever since 9th grade ive recorded girls asses because their are some fine asses in my school. I've deleted most of them but have some really nice ones stashed. I've also gotten extreme satisfaction out of tapping girls asses because I'm just an ass man. I've never been caught because I'm not blatantly obvious about it, but I love it so much and always look forward to looking for the huge asses in my school.
I have had an obsession with pregnant tummies ever since I was 11 years old, it happened when my mom was pregnant at the time she was 33, she'd always had the habit of leaving the door open whenever she'd changed her clothes, so seeing her in her panties and bra at the time had given me boners in my no fly underwear. Not long after I'd turned 11, my mom's tummy had started getting swollen and she had soon started wearing stretchy panties with her bras, which had come up a lot higher over her ever swelling tummy, that had given me a huge arousal in my teeny tight bathing suit, sometimes they were called speedos. By the time my mom had become 7 months pregnant, I had gotten a big boner in my tiny jean shorts, as she had worn her bikini bra and big short shorts, what a body my mom had, even while pregnant. I could tell that she had loved showing off her tummy, even at the time she had been pregnant.
I live at my aunt's house, as my parents died when I was still young. I hate my aunt, I hate her husband, I hate her stupid brats she calls children. I hate my parents for leaving me behind. I just want it all to end. Why did they leave me? Why couldn't I die too?
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