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My name is Fiona I'm 40yr brunette nurse in London. I was pregnant while still working and caring for patients in hospital. My job in the morning was to change a patient who had broken his leg, he was a tall attractive guy in his mid 30's. He would sometime try flirt with me and I would play it off but secret love it. One morning I came into his room to change him and he was alseep, but had a huge erection in his underwear. Now at this time I was 4 months pregnant and really horny all the time, and my breasts that are normally a D cup and swollen even bigger. I started to change him but would rub my hand into his cock for a second and then pull it away. I did this about three times and on the fourth he was up, I jumped and didn't know what to do. He just gave a little smile and said "you can carry on if you like". So I started giving him a handjob, he cock must of been at least 8 inches. I then started sucking it and could only get then half way it was that big. He played with my swollen breasts and sucked my nipple's which was so good. After about 5-6mins came into mouth, which no one had ever done not even my husband. He was moved the next day to go to the rehabilitation unit and didn't see him again. But will remember that for a good while.
#nurse #adult #confession #pregnant #horny #handjob #tits #breasts #cum #cheating
Summer fun when my niece uses our pool. There's this perfect delectable teenage body in a small thin bikini that barely covers her tight little cute ass and perky round tits with a nice bounce. When wet you get a hint of her areolas and shaved pussy with gathered cloth wedged up her cracks showing a fat cameltoe and luscious ass. I watched and swammed with her the entire time. So horny I uncontrollably pushed my hard cock against when hugging goodbye. Come back soon my wife yelled from the kitchen.
#luscious #teen #sexy #niece #aerolas #ass #tits #cameltoe #pussy #swim
Since school days ( I am 21 now) I work at a restaurant. It's a family style restaurant, so we get A LOT of families. My parents were both born in Russia but migrated to my country 4 years before I was born, so I speak Russian fluently, but you would not think so when you see me.
So, as I said, we get many families and many of those are Russian as well. Some of them do not speak our language very well and it often takes a long time for them to order their food. The most annoying kind are those that have been to our restaurant like a thousand times (and they always order the same), but need a loooooong time to say what they want in our language.
I confess that I listen in on their conversations in Russian and that I understand each and every word they say, but I do not help them.
I always act as if I do not understand a single thing they say, even if it takes ages.
I think it is very important for them to speak our language! Otherwise they would never learn it properly.
#language #restaurant #guests #waitress #russian #conversation #order #food
After who knows how long, I was doing laundry and realized my panties were in groups and not dispersed normally as when I through them in hamper. Was my step dad sniffing? As a detective I strategically began leaving my panties in distinct locations with precise location. I quickly learned panties were being moved. Now I get aroused and wet knowing my stepdad gets off on my panties. I think he is going nuts with the added wetness of late. I am buy and hiding a camera to watch him. The idea makes me come harder when I masturbate.
He is being unfaithful to my mum. And I am sure he would prefer sex with me over her. I bet he doesn't sniff her undies.
#stepdad #wetpanties #masturbate #laundry #sniff #nuts #hard #horny
When I was about 7 I had a friend down the street that was like family because we were so close and one day we were playing house and she forced me to go down on her and went down on me when I didn’t want it (she was about 10 or 11 )
At the time I didn’t know what it was and I forgot for awhile until I learned more about the topic and now it run through my head every day and now I fear sleeping at other people homes
My mother got some money in her drawer. I stole it.. about 1,000 bucks and I don't even know why I took it.
Actually... I don't need it.. If I want something I can ask my parents, they would buy me...
my Roommates watch me masturbate.
Well I’m not certain. But I’ll head these two females sneak up to my door. It has a large crack I’m not allowed to fix. They will quietly stand out there in hall near my door. So perv. I’m an old man. They are college aged and very attractive with large breasts. I think they want me, but I’ve got a lady friend my own age.
If you date young women who drink; smoke; constantly party; cuss like a sailor; gossip; and complain endlessly, you’ll get a short passionate relationship followed by endless drama. I did all of that in college. Leave me out of it.
I do wish they’d wear cloths. College aged women these days are more aggressive and assertive than I was there age. Always nude. Shaved vaginas. Setting spread eagle like a man.
They just stroll in my room. Plop down and start talking. Especially if drunk. I feel like I live on the stage of a strip club.
Then there’s the one I keep catching masturbating. Can’t you do that in your room? Well they share rooms. But are alone at times. I don’t want to see that stuff. It’s like I have my own live porn show.
Well at least they like me. But I’m not an exhibitionist.
#perv #nude #nudity #exhition #exhibitionists #vagina #breasts
Today, I stole a chocolate bar because I don't understand why ONE SINGLE chocolate bar can cost so much money (It was one of the more expensive ones). At home I realized that I took the wrong chocolate, I got full cream milk but I wanted one with nuts in it. Poor me.
Even my own family is torn. When the pandemic started i started too. My IQ is higher than most. I'm also neutral on many things.
So i contacted politicians; news; etc. on many levels. I tried to offer thanks; encouragement; & advice. I tried to get them to all work together for our common good. I think a few listened. I also ticked off at least one reporter.
Theres a democrat who is running. I want him to win. So i tried to play mind games. Tried to get him to see why a majority will probably vote against him. He's the best choice. So if he had listened; compromised; spoke a lot on key issues to the majority & showed his support; while not talking much about where they disagree; i think he could have won. But he didnt listen to me. Probably thinks I'm a typical goof. So he will probably lose.
Now for my family. The riots. Did you watch the man choked to death? Hear him begging? Sure; he resisted some. They may have suspected drugs. Its a dangerous job. But they got him down & arrested. They had multi cops present. They could have easily helped him up; put him in the cop car. Sure; maybe they were waiting for an ambulance. But you can't keep a knee on a kneck that long. Sure: the crowd may have annoyed & distracted the cop. I don't know everything yet. But i know enough that i want that cop charged & convicted of something. I feel we must change our laws. Force the other cops to interfere if one cop gets out of line like that & enough are present to alter things. We can't have a human choked to death for spending a fake $20.
Well; my family is very diverse. My step dad is ex-special forces. Volunteer everything. Fire/EMT/cop; so he sides with cops. A niece dates only blacks & has sweet black son. They are not agreeing on things.
I tried to play peace maker. I pointed out that we need the peaceful protests to bring awareness & change laws. This made him mad. Should only have protests in that city. I said no; need it in more to force change.
But; i said must enforce they quit early & go home; so you can then concentrate on the nasty types that show up to rob; hurt; & kill. For those types we need a heavy hand. If local politicians & cops can't contain it; then roll in the Guard. We can't have shop owners beaten; security guards killed; & small business people wiped out. We must seek change; but in a civil manner. Otherwise; we become divided.
I pointed out to my step-dad that a black security guard killed a nude unarmed white 130 lb teen on a college campus in a southern state (South Alabama). It was also caught on video; yet the guard was not found guilty of anything.
Well. He defended the security guard without even knowing the case. Said i don't know all the facts. I said i studied the case. The guard should have been found guilty of something. Maybe a small charge. But something. How can we trust people with guns when a tiny person in the nude unarmed is shot dead for being high & acting nuts? If he were armed or had tried to kill someone, or grabbed the guards gun, then I'd change my mind. But he didnt.
But neither person list
ened. Step dad just defended the guard; assuming he's innocent. My step dad is a good man. But he assumes all cops are good because he is.
Meanwhile; my niece thinks all white men are racists. All cops are racists. She complains she had problems with cops when alone. She looks white. How is that racism? She thinks my step-dad is racist. He let's them live in his house for free. I know for a fact he risked his life to save a black woman. He's been shot for this country. Ive seen him speak out against racism. He just loves his fellow emergency responders. But she still sees him as racist.
Funny thing; during Rodney King riots we lived in gang part of big inner city. While getting groceries a group of black males approached us. They apparently were too young to remember. I held her in my arm & her sisters hand as the males surrounded us. One had a gun in waistband. Theg called us racist names & threatened to kill us in broad daylight. Got intense. Yet here she is defending the rioters; saying it takes the riots to change things. Now she's peaceful; & would never do that; but she defends any black misbehavior if its against whites; & calls my step dad racist; even tnough he houses them.
So i tried to be peace maker; but that didnt work.
Then there's the monuments. I'm Christian. Statues mean nothing to me; they are idols. Well; she wants all the Confederate ones removed; they are racist. Ha ha. I ask her why. She sayes they were slave owners. I point out that most CSA soldiers never owned a slave. That the Constitution allowed the south to legally succeed. That the north invaded. That Union troops raped & killed innocent women & children in one branch of our family. Of course most men down here fought. I said ending slavery was the only good outcome. I said you complain how the south is more poor than the north east; well thats because of northern laws that kept the south poor for many yrs. We are just now overcoming it.
So we got in a weird argument. He & I agree; either leave all the statues; or take them all down; including the Union ones. She wants the Union ones left up. I pointed out that Grant still owned slaves at the end of the war; but Lee freed his before the war started. I pointed out Washington owned slaves. Now she wants Grants & Washingtons statues removed; but Lees can be left.
He got mad because he feels no statue should be removed dedicated to soldiers. He also feels the north was justified in invading the south; because America is stronger because we stayed united. I said no doubt. So is Great Britain. But I'm sure the Scots; Welsh; & Irish saw it different when they were being invaded; raped; & killed in ths past. Just like southerers did. But it was way in the past; so who cares now.
I said remove all Union & CSA statues. Put them on battlefields; in museums; or cemetaries. Take them off other places. Then no one from north or south is offended. Nope: he wants them all left where they are; but believes the north was 100% correct. She wants Lees left up; but all slave owners including Grant; George Washington; & Jefferson destroyed (not moved). Both got mad at me.
So i just went back to watching my comedy. Let them fuss about it. But i do comment to people. Try to get each side to compromise. If that seems hopeless; i sometimes just try to annoy them. If your being hateful & help cause division; then i feel you should be mocked & messed with a little. Nothing major; just give you a tiny dose of the crap you shovel out.
I listened to my mother talking to my father and heard that she confessed to have cheated on him. I hate her.
#parents #wtf #confession #cheating
I am 15 and I got my first tattoo like 3 days ago. I managed to find a tattooist who did not ask for any ID and as I look older this was no issue at all. I got a big anchor and a cross on my upper arm, it looks lit as fuck!!! But it started to hurt like a couple of hours after I got it and it hasn't stopped. Now I am quite scared that it will get infected or something. It's a bit red and a bit swollen...
The problem is, my parents are not supposed to find out about it. They would have my head if they knew. So I am only wearing long sleeves for now but I am scared I need to go see a doctor about it? They will find out if I have to go...
I am a dentist and I need to confess my frustration with my patients. When I opened my practice I was full of hope and tought I could help all my patients in keeping their teeth healthy.Oh boy, was I wrong. I can talk till I am blue in the face. There are many idiots who do not brush their teeths for months on end, who do not show up to their appointments and who complain about their teeth rotting or falling out. They expect me to do miracles when they show up 4 years later, they teeth full of cavities. But the worst of all are the parents who do not show their children how to brush their teeth. I had children in my practice, around 12 years old, mouth full with dental fillings. How can parents be so irresponsible? Those kids probably will have to start liking soup and smoothies, because they won't be able to eat solid food for much longer. I am disappointed in today's society......
#disappointed #society #confess #dentist #mouth #teeth #tooth #kids #parents #practice
My favorite season of the year is Summertime. The reason Summertime is my favorite season is because I'm a man who enjoys the opportunity of seeing other men in shorts, and that chance of being able to see other men's legs. I just love looking at other men's legs. It excites me and turns me on. Its a weird fetish I've had for a very long time, and for some reason I can't help it. I love seeing men in shorts with athletic legs, great calf muscles, or men with legs that just fill out their shorts handsomely.
#fetishes #summertime #shorts #legs #men #muscles #weird #excite #athletic
Every time I tell someone I like them, I start getting anxiety and start crying, even when they haven't said anything. This has caused people whom I liked to reject me, then I break down even more. I believe this all rooted from my first love.
My first love...I'll call him Jay. We were in kindergarten together and here is where I first recognised what the phrase 'crazy in love' was. We were pretty much inseparable, but more like he just didn't have a choice. I was the clingiest 5 year old in the world. I would rarely ever separate from him other than to go to sleep, go to the bathroom, or travel.
Flash forward about 3 years.
I am absolutely CRAZY about him and the way I show my affection is very strange--I hit him and kick him--so much that he goes to school with bruises.
Flash forward again 3 years.
I realise my how unhealthy I truly am. I start having severe anxiety and breakdowns. I decide to confess my infatuation with Jay. I tell him about my feelings and he responds "I know, but I really don't like you. You always hit me." He then walks away. Even 4 years after that, we still aren't separated. I am still in love with Jay, but I manage to keep it under control. At this time I think I am a sophomore in High school. For these past years he had tried to avoid me and eventually he succeeded, but now he tries to have conversations with me and be affectionate. So, now I'M the one who is avoiding him. This almost 10 year crush is speaking to me after 4 years of not speaking at all. I decide to take an exchange program to China and all of my friends are freaking out and telling the whole school.
........Jay is in the program too........
These 'coincidences' mustn't just be in my head.... right?
My old part time secretary came over to my house for a sauna.
She did ask me what I wanted for Christmas and asked to have a sauna with her in the nude.
Her being a farmers widow, older and stuck-up, she was not so sure about the idea.
She does not know of the hidden floor camera I installed under her desk and already got her pussy pics published on the net.
I wanted to see her tits and come over them. That's exactly what I did.
She was embarrassed of getting nude in front of me, embarrassed because I got hard in the sauna; embarrassed that I kissed her nipples,
that I stroked her to an orgasm (she tried to suppress it but had to let go eventually) and that I masturbated and came on her.
You will find some of the pics on a certain web site in the next few days.
To get to school, I have to drive by bus. And on my bus is this guy, I don't want to say his real name... let's call him Bert.
Bert gets into the bus after me and he has the habit to always sit in the seat next to me.
And I guess he doesn't have flowing water at home or something because he smells really bad!
The most problem is, he has a crush on me. I am 100 percent sure about that. He stalks me on Facebook, as soon as I'm online, he writes me, makes me compliments and stuff... And on the bus, he doesn't say a word and I don't want to talk to him. He's very strange, creepy and he's not cultivated, at all!
And today, he asked me out and I was suddenly so angry, so I yelled at him, insulted him and ran away.
And I have to admit that I don't regret it. Maybe he'll leave me alone now.
what I learnt from seeing a spiritual healer is that I always felt bad for dreams I had and any sexual thoughts or activities I did as a kid. Anyway, one nightmare stuck in my head as a teen (well a few did really) some of my dreams were very gruesome and ugly violent or very picture slide where it flashed past and the picture made the mood over a word. A lot of metaphors and word punts as well.
I asked someone about the dreams of princess diana that I would have at different times and one really captured her control over the world and I think that is what ultimately led to her demise as a human and her life so young to die. Because she was a dormant sexual image and a powerful feminine and a sign of virginal and power and elitism most people never obtain as well as a paradox of insecurities and weaknesses.
For me as a teen girl I felt I loved her as much as when I was a child but as a teen began to wonder why I loved her. Should she deserve that love as I didn't know her and she appeared to me to be a woman of selfish ends being totally spoilt for choice and I was completely the opposite. I didn't hate her but I grew to dislike women like her more and more as I found them a threat to me being able to be sexually valuable and relevant for work and love and income. It all felt so unfair. I seen so many black people making cultural improvements and I was not personally, I only ever benefited as a side step from some one else in the family and I was never allowed to be a provider or achiever or image to look up to. I was the loser teen to loser adult with no talents and no qualities to shape as I got more mature it would appear in the eyes of others but not in myself, I didn't see myself as others saw me. I guess I never will one way or another. I just wish they could live the life "my life was the complete message of the song by whitney whatever who died, "didn't we almost have it all" but we never did and we were fooling ourselves to think we would !!! I wish others knew this feeling of half getting their to be slammed down and pushed to unemployment and no love and questing why is life so shitty and gee god has to be the biggest retard ever !!! cuz he has no idea of what the heck he is doing and it all makes no sense and there is no happiness to be had in life.
how about you find out how it feels to be invited by the special girl and your prettier but everyone still likes all the others but you. your the one helping others weddings and parties and doing all the nice things and no one thinks of you. you are all alone and left alone when you have given too much of yourself and no one is worrying about your feelings tonight or caring for you at all because you didn't add enough detail to the picture or story. you didn't add some disclaimer or you didn't say what the others wanted to hear.
I still think diana died because the queen got sick of playing second fiddle to diana and she was jealous of her being so loved. The queen has killed a lot of nice women in her time. And what she didn't kill the male royals did out of as much jealous and needing the power.
My spiritual healer told me that my dream was an expression of diana's over dominance on all our minds and the world and that is what actually killed her needing to be in ever magazine and too loved for her own good. It showed her dark side she didn't want others to see and maybe there were fragments of me in whatever I saw in her reflecting at me as well of who I idolised and who I wanted to be like as a teen and adult and needing someone to look up to as the hero and princess bride like barbie image. She told me this was all normal and our dreams are often metaphoric and not always factual or literal. and I didn't kill her or harm her and I had nothing to feel bad about at all.
I am in my 50's now, and have had plenty of women of all sizes, shapes, and from decent looking to outrageously beautiful. I've even had my share of men, and a couple of trannies as well (I'm very partial to fucking asses, female preferably - but any port in a storm). I am a leg/ass man, always have been, prefer darker haired women, black hair is the best. However; I can't stop thinking about an old girlfriend in college. She was doing her Masters program and was quite a bit older than me, 6 years. She graduated, taught for 4 years, then came back for her MA. We talked a lot after classes, hung out a bit and for some reason I was asking her out. She a dark brown haired brunette, good looking and had incredible legs, and a nice bubble ass. I was already hooked on ass fucking by then, but figured we'd better go slow. Then at dinner one night she announces that she is still a virgin. I can't believe that there are any 27 year old virgins anywhere, much less in a college, in a mid sized city. So I went slow, we started kissing and making out, she had a great body but was a little light in the tit department. She had full A cups at best. My two girlfriends (that I had together in those days) were both A cups, my main girl not even a full A, so I didn't care. I was kissing her, had her pants off, her panties down and was fingering her super bushy, thick thick haired pussy, I still to this day haven't seen a girl with that thick a batch of hair on her pussy. She kept not letting me move my hand up her blouse, so I kept it outside her blouse when squeezing her tits. I figured I was fingering a virgin pussy, eating a virgin pussy - I finally while eating her got to see her hymen, and was even fingering her asshole which was incredibly tight, and I'd have some virgin ass before. Eventually I get her to agree, and we go to a motel I turn off the lights at her request, and at my insistence I leave the TV on for some light as I wanted to see her face when I plunged my cock into her pussy and break that hymen. I get her bottoms off, then her blouse, and you can tell that she wants to keep the bra on, and I just reach over and pull it up over her tits. Except there were no tits. NONE. She was flatter than I was, she was like 12 year old boy flat. All she had was nickel size brown areolae and pencil eraser nipples on a totally flat chest.
I took off her bra and the tissue in it, and laid her down. Seeing that forest of pussy hair, I plunged in and took her cherry. She bled a little, gasped a bit, then put up with my pumping her until I shot my load without a rubber on at all. We fucked for about a year, she got very relaxed about her lack of tits with me, and didn't care anymore, I could suck them tweak them do anything to any part of her. Once in a car I was getting a suck from her and told her I needed to come and she wouldn't let up, so I shot in her mouth. She said I was the first she'd ever sucked, but I figure she was lying. To last 27 years without getting your pussy popped she had to be giving her dates something. Then another time in a car again I had her pants down and went to fuck her from behind. I was fucking her and went to rub her clit and realized I'd just taken her asshole. I was fucking her in the ass and she never said a word, then I inserted my finger in her cunt and moved both around till I shot my load up her asshole.
So after that I had a three hole bitch, with no tits, who felt grateful that I wasn't that into big tits. We kept up fucking for a while, then I left school (I was done, she was still playing around) and I went to work and traveled a lot. I hadn't seen her for over 6 months, only called her three time or so, and one of those made her get me off on the phone. I went to the university and we talked, she realized it was over. She married an older grad student, who was pretty darn fat, but I guess he liked anyone who would let him fuck her.
For some reason for the last couple of years, I'm super attracted to titless women, and can't help thinking about her. That totally flat chest and that super thick bush still stick in my mind. I've wanted to go to the small town she lives in and taught in, just to see if I can see her again. But I know better, what you see after this many years never turns out well.
I think the caronavirus pandemic; divorce, anerisms, & isolatuon are messing up my head.
As an autistic boy i felt alone in the world. My dad refused me my entire life, saying he couldnt have a retard. My mom refused to set by me & abandined me for being retarded. I endured massive abuse.
I dreamed of being a knight & Captain America. I would let others hurt me; but protected others. I'd stand between victims & bullies. If attacked i quit being autistic for a moment. Its like God was using me to help others. I used only just enough force to get the attacker to stop & leave us alone.
I was amazed to discover real knights still exhist. There are actually people who worship God & dress up like knights. Thats cool. Like big kids. They raise money for Christian children.
However; theres one group who still goes to defend Holy Land it seems. Like the Crusaders. They protect Christians & Jews. They put their faith first & risk their lives to protect others like cops & soldiers. But I'm passive. I would have no problem trying to save another; ive saved lives, but i couldnt arm myself & put myself in a dangerous situation. Death doesn't scare me. But i have no desire to harm others. So i understand something about myself. I chose in my mind to pattern myself after Captain America but not King Arthur. One was defense only. The other had an offensive weapon also. So I'm a contradiction: i love the military & cops; but couldnt be one because I'd have to use deadly force, & thats not me.
As for aliens. I saw a secret US craft as a kid by a military base. I dreamed about aliens after that. I concede aliens are possible; but i just can't accept the Navy videos are alien; they have to be US secret tech.
I have intrusive thoughts and they are usually sexual and they make me feel horrible.
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