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i don’t feel sexually attracted to people’s bodies or physiques literally at all, in fact for a long time i didn’t understand how people could masturbate to the sight of other people’s bodies.
the literal only thing that turns me on is seeing or thinking of (or experiencing obviously) the physical act of sex - genuinely, i can easily jerk off to videos of horses (or any animals) having sex. not because i’m some creep who thinks horses or animals are hot, literally just because the only thing that i think is sexually arousing... is the literal act of sex.
i used to get so freaked out thinking i was some beastiality creep because i could jerk off to it but now i realize that to my brain, it genuinely doesn’t matter *what* is having sex, it only matters that they’re having sex. i have no idea if anyone else feels this way as well, am i just fucking weird???
At 18 I got married as a virgin to my high shcool sweetheart. Five years later and he is still the only one I want to be with. But now I have started masturbating to the tune of a younger coworker. She compliments me and says sweet and innocent little things. I find myself getting aroused. A few times I wanted to touch myself. I could not wait to get home. I am straight but I have started fantasizing of her. I am suddenly curious to another girl. Like now, I masturbate and dream of different scenerios. I want my husband to walk in on us naked. We are so busy that he isn't noticed. I am on my knees with my ass in the air tongueing her pussy, squeezing her round tight ass, rubbing her perky tits, and kissing her lips. Then out of nowhere my husband slides his big fat cock in me and pounds me to orgasm. Then he pounds her as I ride her face. My husband fucks good so she will not be disappointed. I want to watch and participate at the same time. I know how to please myself, so I am confident I will please her pussy good. I want her to feel what I am feeling.
My fantasies may not come true but you know what I will masturbating to. At least into the near future.
I cannot believie I just wrote my confession(s)!!! I am wrong.
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I am a 26 year old guy in 6 year old relationship , so few years back i started having dm's from a gay guy and i decided what the fuck lem me indulge him. We echanged texts and i explained to him i am straight and i have a girlfriend , but of course i told him i sometimes wanna try holding a different cock and maybe sucking it just for experience
Then one day he told me to come to him room and i couldnt fall for that so i did the right thing and........went to his room(what did you think this is was all new to me)
As entered his room he sat me on his bed and started taking my pants off and i was shaking and nervous he could tell. He then gave me a blowjob and when it finally hard he Bend over the bed in a doggyposition but my dick was too thick for him and finally my dick lost the will to fight and i left and never spoke to him again and never told anyone...but i still wanna taste a dick in my mouth just once
I don't know so I blame it on my husband. A few months after pregnancy my husband has lost his sexual drive and mine has drasticlaly increased. I am always so horny and wanting. Well, I ended up kissing my girlfriend. Now I am embarressed, but at the same time I want more. I am straight and so confused as to why I kissed her and why I am curious about having sex with her.
#blame #husband #girlfriend #kiss #want #horny #straight #confused #embarressed #sex
Most of my roommates are young females. I’m an older male. No; I’m not chasing after them. But the other day I had a weird moment.
I drive the speed limit and very carefully. I’m very polite. A large truck suddenly sped behind me. Accelerated over and over. Nearly hitting me. Swerved at me. I kept slowing on this winding rural mountain road in the dark. I finally stopped. Waited for a fight.
I’m very polite. But I’m a highly trained bad mother. The person suddenly accelerated. Nearly wrecked as they took off & slid into the ditch in the rain. I just moved slowly and watched. Log trucks fly around these blind roads. So you don’t want to loiter.
Anyways. My roommates were talking about the feud they have going with some other people. Something about a dog bit a kid. I don’t know. Interesting thing. They warned me not to shop here for a while. Asked where I get gas. Described a truck. Yes. Same truck.
Well. I’m a very large martial artists. Also trained by vets. I don’t scare easy.
I get someone is mad their dog was put down like 2 yrs ago or something. But I didn’t even live here. Don’t bring that crazy mess to me.
The world is full of bar Chit crazy people.
So anyways. My ex called me. I’d been visiting them. Now I’m sick. She said can I bring our kids up in the mountain to see you. No.
Being a mountain man and cowboy I don’t want to judge my own. But who the F runs someone not even in a situation off a mountain road over a dang dog? Humans have souls. Animals don’t mean crap. Oh I love them. I’ve donated to save endangered species. But I’d never harm someone over one.
You try to live in peace. Get sucked into crazy stuff.
Oh well. I’ll change my time. Turn on that training my special forces dad and vet uncles drilled into me. Hope they leave me alone.
I did laugh though. When you randomly chose to F with somebody you never met. It might be a Church mouse. It might be a 250 lb SOB. I’m both. You just never know. My roommates were worried for me. I started laughing. What was that movie. Not Rambo. Where the crazy hillbillies messed with a nice guy? Let’s hope it doesn’t get to that. Pushed to the brink. Hill billy heck.
Nah. I’ll just film their butts and call the po po if they keep it up. See if they like the color orange. Good show.
I’ll just change when I leave and come. Watch out for them. Hope I can avoid future crap.
I taught my kids to just exit into well lit busy place. Let crazies mess with next person in traffic. That doesn’t work so well on narrow winding mountain roads.
A lot of people look up to me and think of me as some cool guy who’s smart and knows where he’s headed and has tons of friends but in reality I’m so lonely and I don’t know what I’m doing nor where I’m headed, or how I’m going to do this or that because my whole family is fucked up, but to other people I’m a leader, no body sees the loneliness and how just awkward I am somehow everyone looks past it for whatever reason or they’re just blind to see it.
I’ve never told anyone this… ever… I’m Gay. I’ve been wanting to tell someone about this for a long time but I don’t think I can, I have no idea how they are going to react or respond… I’m almost too afraid to tell them and find out… I’m so confused on what to do…
Last weekend my daughter went out with some of her friends. One had come back to town after getting a job about 2 hours away and had left her bag in my daughters room.
After everyone had gone to bed, they were still out and I snuck into her room and went through her friends bag. There was a Pink lace floral thing that she had worn at some point. I put it to my nose and inhaled her wonderful scent.
She is a petite girl and is really beautiful. I took those panties along with a clean pair and went to the bathroom. While sniffing her scent from the thing I masturbated into another pair of her panties. I haven't cum that much in a very long time.
The pair that I came in was tossed into the drier and I put it back in her bag, but I kept the pair she had worn.
I've used them several times now, by keeping them in a ziplock bag, they have stayed fresh.
I can't wait for her to come back and see us again.
i have to confess.... as bad as i know it is, sounds and truly really is? i am attracted to my Husbands brother.
the annoying of love and sexual attraction i have towards my husband is not lessened by the interest i have in my husbands brother.
i wouldn't necessarily say i'm sexually or physically attracted to my husbands brother, it's more of the personality. there's something about his brother that i just relate to and connect with more on a verbal level? idk how to explain it. i would never forsake my marriage or ever cross that line but i'll admit i do random purple have those thoughts. idk i'm stuck.
I miss my best friend. He told me he can’t text anymore because of health issues with his brain. I know it messes with him and he gets bad migraines and hates texting because of it. I think he’s lying but he doesn’t lie. He’d rather tell the straight truth and get hit in the face than lie. He’s rare like that. I’m at a loss.
I denied he was sick when he told me by vanishing as I’m often a coward. He told me something we did over a decade ago before he split by being angry with me but he did if with a smile on purpose. We did do it but I tried to suppress it despite loving it. Happened just once and I started it but he never mentioned it again because he knows of my past. Now I want him more than ever again when I lied that I just see him a friend. I’m lost.I miss him.
Im addicted to porn and sex I come home everyday and use a toothbrush on my pussy and I can’t help but cum and orgasm. All I want to do is be used in public by strangers.
I am a straight 16 yo virgin with a boyfriend. I live at home, do school, and p/t work. So I am busy. It's not easy to masturbate, but I do enjoy playing with myself before sleep. I don't think I've had the Big O yet. But my arousals intesifies when I read. Some confessions are so juicy, I return for more. I have thought of kissing my best friend but it's only a fantasy. I read some say it's natural for a girl to kiss a girl once but not in my world. Maybe a kiss would go on to the big O. it makes me really wet, my heart beats up, my thoughts go rampant, and it's so hard to keep quiet, but I must. I am confused as to why I get like this when I am super horny. In a normal state of mind I don't have sexual thoughts of my friend.
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Wow. I just realized my brain is shifting. As I change my meds; dosages, & what I eat, my brain is all over the place. This is the most focused I’ve been in so long. Yet I can’t even focus my eyes. Stupid disease. I’ll disappear down the rabbit hole again soon I’m sure. This is what happens when you nearly die but don’t. It’s so odd to go back and read the crap I come up with when my body and mind aren’t working right. I have no idea what I was writing about. It’s like my brain is writing a make believe story while I’m unable to function. I got it. It’s like I’m dreaming. That part of my mind in charge of dreams is writing crap while the part of my mind that should be awake tries to sleep while awake. I guess going 5 days without sleep at a time has taken a toll.
I caught my little sis and boyfriend screwing. It was such a weird feeling. I liked and didn't like it at the same time. They were going at it and getting into it like I have never seen or experienced. I just stood there silently and watched. Now I am so confused in so many ways and no idea what to think or do. I confess to being lost.
I'm 16, my mom 32, and her boyfriend is 24 and the type of guy I look at. And I like him. He loves me. We have had light sex only and I want him to take my virginity, but at the same time, I don't want my mom to find out and get hurt. I am always horny and mastrubate daily, but I want more. I don't know what to do. I want him to leave and at the same time I want full sex with him.
I don't know my own gender. I tell people online that my name is Zach but it's not. I'm biologically a woman. My friends know that I'm trans. I think I'm a man. I usually tell myself I'm a man but there's this voice in the back of my head that shouts that I'm a woman. I don't know what to believe. Maybe I'm gender-fluid? I don't really feel like a woman at all but how do I know if I'm really trans. Is there a way of knowing? I know about dysphoria, and I think I have it but what if I don't? I believe I have it seeing as I hate my body. I don't like my curves, I've kinda gained some weight, and not to mention genitalia. It's odd how there's nothing there. I don't know if that's normal or not. I just think it's weird how there's nothing between my legs. My chest keeps growing. I'm 14 and almost a D cup. I'm not overweight either. I don't know if this is gender dysphoria or just normality. I don't constantly feel weird in my body though; it's very on and off. My boyfriend sees me as a woman but that's a rant for another day. What do I do? Do I ask my mother for me to see a gender therapist? What if she says no? I don't want her knowing.
While we were at a conference for my husbands company I found myself alone with his boss, a handsome black man, and he started flirting with me. I played along and he kissed me and started feeling my butt. I guess I was in a trance and showed no resistance. We didn't have long, so he pushed me down to my knees, unzipped, and pulled out a huge black dick and directed it towards my mouth. I immediately opened to accept its large head, and he started fucking my mouth like I was his personal slut or something. Truth be told, I not only showed no resistance. I would have probably done what ever he wanted. He started talking to me, encouraging me to suck him, and made the statement that he bet I had never had a dick like that before. Boy was he right. He held on to my head and I could feel him tensing up, so I knew what was coming; he unloaded a huge load of cum right down my throat. I swallowed every drop, then he helped me to my feet, zipped up and we made our way back to the gathering. On the way back I asked him to look at me and make sure I didn't have any cum on my face or blouse. I didn't , so we made our way back. When I saw my husband I walked over and gave him a kiss and a smile. I then looked over, and his boss was watching me from across the room. He smiled, and held up his glass as to toast me from across the room. I returned the smile, and toasted him as well.
Circumstances have pushed me & my family to the brink. I was the rock. But people decided to remove me because a disease broke me. Everyone was supposed to get better. Instead everyone is so worse. So now some have come & asked for help. Problem is I had just had a last ditch surgery to save my life. Then I was homeless & stuff. I’m now temporarily where no one wants me. They are barely tolerating me because I did so much for them. But it’s temporary. Then I’m lost.
So while I’m still able I’m trying my best to help those I love. But its so sad.
So my sin is I’m sort of lying. I’m not lying. I’m bending the truth. I’m just trying desperation heaves to save a person whose probably going to die. My hope is to bring them out of their medical situation. Reach them. And at least help them find peace before their condition ends them. If they trust me & I can reach them, they could live. Probably. But doctors can’t reach him. It seems I may be his only hope. So now I must beat my disease to help him with his medical issues. Thing is no one can tell me how. So I gotta do it. That currently includes stretching truths. I’m researching science and medicine.
I’m not sure if someone who is very sick can live long enough to help. Or clear my mind enough to help. But all the experts are striking out. I helped stabilize him. Now can I fix him? That is a big ask.
So I’m trying to fight off this disease. Fight off all the bad. The nearly dying. Poverty. On & on. This is like an impossible situation.
So how do I solve a problem the experts can’t solve? They are paid for it. They studied it. I’m a guy laying on the dumpster heap of life waiting to be hauled off to the morgue or homelessness which will be death for me quickly with my health.
To make it worse. I have been suffering for many days. I tried to rest. Controlled my diet. Purged. Even ate the wrong stuff. It’s getting worse. Problem is I think I know what it is. If it is I need a trip far away. I have no car. I need emergency sugary. I would owe so much money. I have no money. I can’t divert money away from my children. They have a home. If I take away money they lose it.
The reality is I will die. No if. Just when. I can’t create debt they must pay when I’m gone. Especially when it’s just a matter of time. But I’m trying to save a life before I pass. They try to inspire you. But then they give up. When they stop trying. That means your doomed. I’ve noticed they no longer bother with me anymore. It’s like I’m a ghost. That is partially being poor. But it’s everyone when I go. No one cares. They tried to cycle me off. I fought it. Then I realized something. All the people I stop seeing get sick. Then they goto this odd place. Then I never see them again. If I ask no one answers. So I tried to stay. No one will answer me.
So I’m going away so the other patients won’t see me getting sicker & then dying? They tell me no. Maybe that’s true. But I’ve lived longer than all expected. Much much longer. So they tell me all the people that reach that milestone go there. Sounds good. I’m doing great. Except I feel horrible. Barely move. Barely get up. How can that be good? So I calculate. It’s open one day a week. Two hours. That’s 4 patients. If they’ve sent many many people ahead of me there. All these people I used to know. As I’ve lived all the docs moved on. Most of the nurses. There’s basically no one in there that knows me. So it occurred to me. I don’t recognize any patients. All the people ahead of me are gone. All the people behind me are gone. I gotta start looking way behind me to remember anybody. So where is everyone. Oh there’s a lot of new patients. But where are all the old ones?
My family tells me I’m being paranoid. Maybe. I am that guy everyone looks to for a reason. Only I’m not anymore. There’s next to no one in the whole hospital I recognize. So I’ve been a patient longer than anyone has worked there? That’s why no one knows me. The patient is the oldest none high level person that was there. How have I lived longer than all the people who worked there when I started going?
So my family said your sick. Your fine. Well I’m no doctor. But am I missing something. Let’s say there were 100 people ahead of me. They slowly went off because they were doing so well. I never went anywhere when I was doing well. So why was I still there? I heard they must be doing way better. Well that’s not a good sign for me. So I waited my turn. Then people behind me went. On & on. So I heard they are going on other days. Makes sense.
But then Covid hit. We all had to go stand in long lines on the exact same day because we are high risk. A long line of dying people. I’ve looked for over a year. I get there early. Then when I leave I pass everyone else. I only recognize the very new ones. No one knows me. So I did research. I should be dead. I’ve way beaten the odds. So they say your fine. But no one smiles. No one talks. They do to other people. I’m that guy who is dying.
Everyone says oh your always worried. Well not about dying. I worry about other stuff. Even though I’ve almost died. So I’m really confused. But if there was 100 ahead of me. How many were behind me? 100? 200? More? Let’s say 200 total. For four times slots once a month? That’s when one old dud checks on us. If I have issues what do I do? Ask him. So I dig. I could go other times. That’s cool. But he likes to see all of our issue on that one day. In two hours. That’s 4 people. So I ask the lady when does everyone else go. She says who else? All the other patients with my condition. He sees all of you on one day. If he’s only there for 2 hrs on one day. That doesn’t add up. So I ask her where all the other patients go. What other patients? Now I know I’m sick. But am I that sick? Am I missing something?
I say where are all the other patients that are doing great like me. That left the hospital and were sent here. She has no clue what I’m talking about. Well It’s right by the hospital, & far from me. I looked. I see no other places in the phone book. I call & ask. What other place?
So I’ve been feeling horrible for weeks. But I usually bounce back. Not this time. It feels so weird.
I don’t fear it. But I’d like to helpful
There’s no other place is there?
Hello all, I'm a Mid 30's married British Indian guy with a below average cock. My wife is gorgeous thick Indian woman size 14 38dd's and extremely vanilla! It's taken me years to get her into toys. the thought of another cock scares her! But I would love her to be a full size queen at the command of a real bull with a proper cock to satisfy her with. While I'm locked in chastity and humiliated. I think of all the fucked up shit I would have to do, get her ready to be fucked, bathing her shaving her getting her best lingerie ready that she only wears for a bull never for me... only for it to come back ruined after she has been used! Be their personal slave and errand boy obeying every humiliating command given. Guiding big dicks into her, lining them up before gaping her ass licking her pussy as she gets fucked, cleaning up her creampies. I fantasise about my humiliation, forced bi, only being able to fuck her using the bulls used condom, getting them to cum over my pillow ... work clothes etc. Watching them fuck and cumming over her wedding rings only to make her sick up all the cum!
I don't know why this turns me on so much but it does!
Is this normal??
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