https://www.confessionpost.com/ConfessionPost.com - 100 newest postsen-usCopyright 2026 ConfessionPost.comhttps://www.confessionpost.com/content/images/logo-2x.pnghttps://www.confessionpost.com/https://www.confessionpost.com/94042/spring-break-with-our-momhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94042/spring-break-with-our-momStrangeA few weeks ago my twin sister and I were scheduled for our annual spring break trip to Florida. Shortly before the trip our dad was sent out of state by his company for several weeks so our mom asked if she could go with us. She knew what went on at spring break so we told she could go but not to try and interfere with our fun. Every thing went well and we spent most of our time at other breaker’s places so she could relax and not worry about the partying and other activities although she knew we were both sexually active. Then one evening mom let us invite five guys to our condo for dinner which mom agreed to fix. We started the evening drinking as usual then had dinner. Mom join in the drinking after dinner then my sister and I hooked up with a couple of the guy’s going to our bedrooms leaving mom with the other guys drinking. About an hour later I returned to the living area shocked to find our mom getting it from a college guy half her age. She wasn’t aware I had returned so I just sat down watching it. Then when the guy finished one of the other guys immediately took his place and she never lost a beat. Before it was over all three had done a train on her with both me and my sister watching Once she realized we had been there watching she just smiled and we looked at each other and laughed. Nothing was said until the guys had left then we teased her about how into it she had been since it had been obvious when she had at least one very intense **. Although we knew they had all used condoms we made her take plan b the next day just as a precaution since she’s not on birth control because our dad had an operation to prevent them for having other children after we were born. Needless to say it was a strange but interesting spring break.https://www.confessionpost.com/94043/getting-in-trouble-at-16https://www.confessionpost.com/94043/getting-in-trouble-at-16EmbarrassingThis is a story about how I got in trouble and I've not been able to get out of trouble. By trouble, I mean I got pregnant. I was sixteen, and I was friendly with this guy who was 27. He lived in the garage apartment next door, and I was forbidden to speak to him. But no one told me I was forbidden to go up to his room and let him do things, as long as I didn't speak to him. I really liked having him undress me, take off my bra and **. I liked having my legs opened, and having him put his mouth on me. I liked when he got on me and put his ** in me. I never thought about getting pregnant. And neither did he, he assumed I was on the pill or something. I was given one choice only, get that boy to marry me. He liked me but not that way, he liked me coming up to his room for some hanky panky. I begged him to marry me, if not I was going to be sent to a school for unwed mothers and my baby was going to be taken away from me. He reluctantly married me. Married pregnant girls were not allowed in school, and I was home schooled after I got married. The babies kept coming, I had five by the time I was 21. One a year. We lived in this small two bedroom house on a corner. There was an older lady who lived across the street from us and she taught me everything I needed to know about being a mother. But I still didn't keep my legs closed. I finished high school and my husband became a manager for a theatre company. I was the youngest mother in my kids school.https://www.confessionpost.com/94044/wife-and-friend-cuckold-mehttps://www.confessionpost.com/94044/wife-and-friend-cuckold-meRelationshipFreind and wife cuckold me A number of years ago a friend and former work colleague used to visit my X wife and myself pretty regularly. We always had a few drinks, my friend always used to stay the night, he would sleep in the living room. My friend and my X used to flirt a bit. I didn't mind this at all. in fact I would always go to bed before them, my wife would make up a bed for him and come to bed a few minutes later. On one particular evening I went up to bed the same as usual, whilst I was going to bed I heard giggling and protests coming from down stairs. Julie came up to bed a few minute later. After getting into bed I placed my hand on her **. I could not believe how wet it was, I said "did anything happen whilst you were sorting Justin's bed out". She said no, she was however extremely hot, I said I wouldn't mind if she ** Justin, which made her even hornier. She said that she knew that Justin wanted to ** her. I said I thought he did as well. I said why don't you go down stairs to him now, or would you like me to go and get him to come up to bed with us, she didn't want to that night, but would like to play on his next visit. We fantasised about the next time Justin visits. We agreed that she would tell me of their night together. Our ** that night was truly the best ** we had ever had. A bit of back ground, Julie was a ** with large **, blond hair, and a lovely **, and she was about 45 at the time. Justin was slim about 30 years of age. (I have changed names) although this is a true story in every other respect. About a week later Justin phoned and said, was it OK to come over in about an hour, I said that would be no problem. Julie was very nervous, she went up and changed. Justin arrived, we sat down at the kitchen table, me next Julie Justin sat opposite Julie, we drank a fair amount of wine, Justin went to the loo I undid a couple of Julie's blouse buttons to reveal a little more cleavage, She said they had been playing footsie under the table. I got up to go for a pee, I had drunk more than I thought, and was a bit wobbly, I think Julie had deliberately given me more wine than they had had. She took me up to bed, and returned down stairs. The next morning I woke up Julie was lying besides me, I asked what had happened, she said I would have to wait until the evening to find out. That day seemed to last forever, wondering what had happened. That evening came, we went to bed, She told me. The previous week when Justin had stayed, she was making up his bed on the living room floor, when he flopped he ** out and had a good fondle of them. That was why she knew he wanted to ** her. On the next visit, after Julie took me to bed, she returned to the kitchen, she stood in front of Justin, he put his hand down her trousers and **, and fingered her, She always liked being fingered whilst stood up, she then sat down on a chair and took his ** out of his trousers and started licking and sucking him. They then retired to the living room. In the living room, she undressed Justin and herself ,she laid him on the floor and stood astride him holding her flower wide open so as he could look, touch, lick, which ever he wanted. another of her favourite situations, he fingered her and made her lick her juices off of his fingers, They indulged in a 69. Unfortunately the drink had had an adverse affect, and they managed to have penetration, but they were unable to reach **. they did finish off what they had started after I went to work that morning. I still think about this scenario to this day. My current partner is interested and knows of this romp, but is nervous of taking the plunge. I would never force her to do anything she is uncomfortable with, however we live in hope. As well as being cucked, I have also been the bull. But that is another story.https://www.confessionpost.com/94045/i-told-him-i-wasnt-readyhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94045/i-told-him-i-wasnt-readySexI’m a sophomore in high school and started dating a guy who is a senior last spring. He kept pressuring me to go further than I was ready to go but we got close. Then on HOCO weekend in October we were parked making out in his truck. He had his hand in my ** but I didn’t realize he had gotten himself out. Before I knew it he managed to start it in me. I told him I didn’t want to do it but it was too late. I knew he always carried a condom so I told him not without it but when he didn’t stop I began enjoying it so we went all the way. As my luck would be I got pregnant doing it my very first time. He and his family agreed to pay all my medical expenses and he will pay child support. My baby is due late July.https://www.confessionpost.com/94046/i-love-watching-losers-get-bulliedhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94046/i-love-watching-losers-get-bulliedSchoolAt school there's this pathetic nerd boy who gets bullied all the time. I love watching the bullies humiliate the loser and am glad they do it almost daily. It's so funny to see him get pushed around as they throw around his shoes or get made to sit in a muddy puddle the whole recess. I've even given a couple suggestions like filling his backpack with mud and the bullies liked the idea so they of course did it. It was so funny seeing his face as he found his backpack soaked and filled with mud, I'm sure all the stuff inside got real dirty too. The loser deserves it all for being such an annoying loser.https://www.confessionpost.com/94048/hate-thishttps://www.confessionpost.com/94048/hate-thisSexI hate the fact I crave ** so much especially eating out I hate it I want it all the time randomly throughout the day randomly places I wanna lay someone down and go to.town times have changed so much I really need to find a secret fling again but those days I feel are long gonehttps://www.confessionpost.com/94050/my-mother-held-me-back-why-did-she-do-thathttps://www.confessionpost.com/94050/my-mother-held-me-back-why-did-she-do-thatOtherThis ** molester that adult man was is looking at my beautiful niece alana lastname booty that a teenager with big smile on his face my mother held me back from getting in physically fight one on one against him to do judo move headlock takedown front facelock takedown single leg takedown double leg takedown armbar takedown standing triangle hold takedown russian leg sweep takedown plus ground and pound in physically fight one on one against him why did my mother geraldine lastname do that hold me back from him believe thathttps://www.confessionpost.com/94051/circumcised-in-front-of-femaleshttps://www.confessionpost.com/94051/circumcised-in-front-of-femalesFantasyI've always wanted to see and experience a public circumcision like that of Tuli and the like. That and think all boys should be circumcisied in front of females (the female family members and their female friends) when they are between 8 and 11. done without any anesthetic. All this is the best experience any boy can have and it's a one time thing, so why not make it a highly memorable one, recorded so they can see it when they are older, just how much they enjoyed it and what an amazing thing their mothers did for them. It should be as high and tight as possible, no foreskin left with the frenulum cut out too.https://www.confessionpost.com/93912/this-website-are-lyinghttps://www.confessionpost.com/93912/this-website-are-lyingHealthIt take me longer or long to understand learn it take me longer or long to process information i'm mentally slow i'm not mentally retarded read the encyclopedia definition of these words your wrong about this believe thathttps://www.confessionpost.com/93913/im-secretly-gayhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93913/im-secretly-gayLGBTMy name is Corey, I'm 39 years old, I've been married to a woman for 10 years and we have two kids. For the past few years I have been feeling more and more gay. Now I know that I'm gay and it makes me happy. The only ** I watch is gay. I use a ** on my ** and it feels so much better than ** with my wife. My ** can make me ** hands free and it's the best **. I give men ** and I love it. I don't know how to tell my wife I'm gay but I want her to know so I can be free to be the gay man I truly am. I love being gay.https://www.confessionpost.com/93914/to-guys-wives-gfs-irlshttps://www.confessionpost.com/93914/to-guys-wives-gfs-irlsSexI love to ** on camera to pics of guys wives, girlfriends, or other irls that that show me. It’s so hot to see and hear how turned on it gets them as I get turned on by their girls and stroke to them. I love to hear them moan when I ** to to their girls and see them **. I would love to find new people to do this with on Telegram, Session, or other.https://www.confessionpost.com/93916/my-girlfriend-hates-my-musichttps://www.confessionpost.com/93916/my-girlfriend-hates-my-musicSexA little back story; when I first started having ** I researched into ways to be better as I was a little stiff and pretty much had no idea what I was doing. I read online that you can play music and match the rhythm in order to put on a better performance. I searched love making songs and started slowly creating a playlist in which I was comfortable matching the rhythm. There are a few songs to my playlist. However there is one song in particular, which actually happens to be my favourite, that my girlfriend hates and says turns her off in a major way. I don’t understand why it has taken her two years to tell me she hates that song, it’s a good love making song with good rhythm. I feel the way I ** up is I could have possibly asked her previously if she likes the playlist or any songs she’d like to add/change. But to leave it for two years thinking our ** life is great but in her eyes has just been ruined by my music has left the whole situation feeling awkward and I’m a bit annoyed. I pretty much played this tune every single time so the amount of times she must have not been enjoying it, when I thought the complete opposite is annoying but also embarrassing in ways. Not to mention my previous partners, however they never complained about the song so maybe it’s just her? It’s ** up the relationship tbh because ** feels awkward now. The other day we were having ** with no music but I was still thrusting to the tune playing in my head. She recognised this and asked me to stop. I thought this song was perfect and I always thrust along with the tune and feel it gives me the perfect rhythm for doing the deed to. I usually bust to this song and find it devastating she hates the song. the song itself: Cbat by Hudson Mohawkehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93917/i-must-be-mentally-retarded-i-never-done-likehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93917/i-must-be-mentally-retarded-i-never-done-likeHealthI'm probably mentally retarded mentally stupid no wonder i never done ** ** to nobody probably don't understand learn know what to do to ** booty with my mouth my tongue my ** my IQ score must be too low to do it believe thathttps://www.confessionpost.com/93918/i-must-be-mentally-retarded-i-never-done-likehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93918/i-must-be-mentally-retarded-i-never-done-likeHealthI'm probably mentally retarded mentally stupid no wonder i never done ** ** to nobody probably don't understand learn know what to do to ** booty with my mouth my tongue my ** my IQ score must be too low to do it believe thathttps://www.confessionpost.com/93919/femininehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93919/feminineSexI'm a guy who fantasizes about having a dominant woman who'll dress me in feminine clothes (lingerie, stockings, etc.) and ** me in those clothes.https://www.confessionpost.com/93920/vandalism-and-racism-in-high-schoolhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93920/vandalism-and-racism-in-high-schoolSchoolThis is not a nice story. If racism and vandalism ofend you then quit reading. The year was 1964. The law said we could no longer keep blacks out of our high school. Shortly after this announcement some vandals painted in indelible paint these things. ** go home. Blood will spill. Then they insulted a fellow student painting Bolton Bites. On black asphalt white paint read. Bolton bites **. Inside the school itself the paint bucket had been emptied on the floor after the paint had been tossed onto the large glass window in front of the principals office. Obscenities had been painted on the walls. The F word, the S word etc. A reward of $200.00 was offered but since the vandals were members of a dangerous gang I never told anyone. I knew who did it but they would have killed me if I had told.https://www.confessionpost.com/93923/moistcr1tical-is-a-vile-disgusting-neckbeardhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93923/moistcr1tical-is-a-vile-disgusting-neckbeardOtherMoistcritical is a Hypocrite all he does is make the laziest content while at the same time being a nasty, unwashed neckbeard who needs to go get a real job. Charlie is one of the biggest dumabasses there is talknig ** about people yet has never once looked in the mirror at how much of a pathetic waste of life he is. His takes are pathetic and makes the laziest effort which is his life story being some reddit neckbeard who has no real job. This guy is the biggest attention seeker on the internet and if I ever see Charlie in public I would beat the ** out of him. I would take sheep clippers and shave that unwashed, lice infested hair of his and shave his disgusting neckbeard.https://www.confessionpost.com/93925/harassed-by-autism-grouphttps://www.confessionpost.com/93925/harassed-by-autism-groupEmbarrassingI have a medical condition that means if I need the toilet, I need to go THEN - I don't have time to wait or I risk an accident. I therefore have a radar key (a key for disabled toilets in the UK). One day, in Southport, in the UK, I was forced to wait for the disabled toilet as someone was using it. I was trying to hold everything in but had an accident. Thankfully, I had a change of clothes with me. But while I was using the toilet, I could hear a group of people outside, mocking me. They were actually laughing. I feigned ignorance (acted like I hadn't heard them) to get their details and it turns out they're a group for autistic people called Spectrum Alliance Merseyside. I'm disgusted that a group that is supposed to be for vulnerable adults could treat another disabled person that way. They said they're a charity but when I tried to complain to the Charity Commission, I found out they're not registered as a charity at all! ~ Josiehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93927/we-should-focus-on-the-jewshttps://www.confessionpost.com/93927/we-should-focus-on-the-jewsPoliticalWe need to be focused on the Jewish problem in the United States and the entire world. The Jews are causing more damage and harm more than anything else. We must stop the problem caused by the Jews. We must remove and fire Jewish politicians, leaders, bankers, financiers, and owners out of our country and our government. This calls for a new revolution and a new reform. Join the revolution, we are the American Nationalist Workers Party. The Jews had brought Hispanics and Blacks into our country ** and killing our own people. They cause nothing but damage and harm to our country. They destroyed and raided stuff inside our businesses and stores. And the two major parties are only faithful to the Jewish masters who serves them. They don't care about us. We are the new party who actually cares about the people. We support the people, the American people. Citizens of the United States. To be clear, we are neither republican nor democrat, we have our own political beliefs and ideas. We call a new nationalist and a socialist ethnostate free from both judeo-capitalism and communism. We are not national socialists, we are American nationalists. A new movement. Yes we might join and become allies to the National socialists. Why? Because they are actually right and are honest people. We should have listen to that one man who try to warn us. The good guys lost the war and the bad guys win the war. Explain all of these happening to our country and all the other nations as well. If you are one of those who think that MAGA and national socialists are the same people, you are wrong, they support Israel which is a Jewish state and they advocate legal immigration or shall I say legal invasion and legal REPLACEMENT. Zionism is Jewish supremacy, not colonialist Imperialist settler ** which comes from anti imperialist communist **. By the way, It is actually conquered not stolen. You have no knowledge and you are completely the real ignorant idiot. This is our final will! We are starting this RIGHT NOW.https://www.confessionpost.com/93928/the-tall-stranger-talks-to-boy-with-his-outhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93928/the-tall-stranger-talks-to-boy-with-his-outLGBTI came home with a tall strong man following me as I walked into the alley he walked up close to me with his ** out it was big and long but not erected so I went around the pool into the patio room thinking he wouldn't come in but he did he sat down pulled his pants down around his ankles and said "come here and feel my **.....come on you know you want to don't you" I nodded yes .....went over he got me on my knees and stood up and I rubbed his ** then licked around the head and sucked the tip as he seen the container of cooking oil and pulled off my yoga pants down around my ankles and shoved part of his big ** into my ** forced my chest down while making sure I understood to stay on my knees as he pulled my head back by my hair as he rammed his ** in me deeper and deeper making burn marks on my knees The sound of his ** banging against me as he began a more downward pounding pressed my face down sideways as he unleashed a brutal ** session for 2 hours afterwards he left I got on the bowling pin my uncle put next to the hot tub added oil to it and sat on it as a man from behind us on the hill watched as it went up my ** as he filmed it and I pulled myself off of it then added oil to my hole the got on and humped it into my ** then went over to the beach seeing a man said "Hi Mr. ......." .. "hey little boy look I like to put this stuff on my ** its olive oil and pancake syrup" "want me to ** your ** eat your **?" "after I ** you" "ya ** me Mr. " "can we as well?" "yes "https://www.confessionpost.com/93929/wife-finally-shows-herhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93929/wife-finally-shows-herEmbarrassingI came home one day with my friend unexpectedly. We walked in the kitchen and there was my wife in her ** and bra washing dishes. When she finally noticed us, she was shocked and said she would get dressed. My friend told her it was no big deal, it was like being at the beach. She thought for a few seconds and told him he was probably right. Besides he already saw her, so she continued washing the dishes. She walked around as if she was dressed to my friends delight. She handed us some sodas and asked if we needed anything else. My friend said “ yeah why don’t you loose that bra.”She started to walk away, stopped and walked back in front of him. Ok she said and reached behind her back and unclipped the bra. I almost died when it almost fell off right in front of him. But she saved the day, walked to the doorway, turned her head back and said “it’s like being at the beach,” dropped the bra, “ a ** beach “ and walked away. We couldn’t see her ** because she faced the other way. When she dressed and came back, I stopped her in the other room and told how excited I was when she did that. “ Oh really” she said and went back in the kitchen. My friend said he liked her other outfit better. She shot back “ to bad you didn’t see,” pointing to me, “he would have loved it.” “It’s never too late “my friend said. She stopped and said “ you know you’re right.” Slowly she unbuttoned her blouse. He could see she had no bra on! Then she pulled her blouse wide open. “Now you are both excited!” Needless to say his hands were all over her. He even opened her pants and slipped his fingers into her **. She turned to me and smiled. He worked on her till she lost control. Standing right in front of him she started to **, shaking uncontrollably. He stood up, pulling down his pants and out popped his big **. She dropped to her knees and put his ** straight into her mouth. It didn’t take but a minute for him to explode in her mouth. I was totally shocked because she never gave me a **. But I was ready to come myself, so I pulled it out in time to come all over her! From that point on she would ** my friend every time he came over. She took on both of us all the time! This modest girl turned completely around and became a ** fiend! !https://www.confessionpost.com/93930/first-bjhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93930/first-bjEmbarrassingI was bugging my wife to give me a **. She seemed to be almost there, when I suggested if she blew me, I would let her blow my best friend. That seemed to do it! Wow I thought what did I do because I think she was convinced before I opened my mouth. He was coming over tonight, so I guess it was going to happen. Shortly after he showed up, she told him what the plan was. I couldn’t believe how easily she brought it up. Then she dropped the bomb on me she told me she would blow me only if I blew my friend. What! That’s it she said. She asked my friend if he would let me blow him. Then you can watch me blow him she said. He was not on board. So to convince him she suggested she would let him ** her or eat her **. Then he agreed. Wait I haven’t agreed. Do you want me to blow you! Will you let him take a video? Deal she said.who goes first, my friend asked. Let him blow you first and you have to ** in his mouth. What’s good for one is good for the other! My friend was more willing than I was. So I took a deep breath and got on my knees. He took his ** out and I wrapped my lips around it. I worked him trying to get it over with. I was surprised how many he came. I gulped it hoping not to taste it. My wife was visibly aroused. She quickly took off her clothes and told my friend to ** her while she blew me. This went great, she was coming, I was coming and my friend ** the ** out of her for an hour, keeping her orgasming over and over. She was shaking uncontrollably with come dripping out the side of her mouth! I made a video of her getting **! That was worth it for sure!!https://www.confessionpost.com/93931/cute-hippy-surfer-boy-becomes-ahttps://www.confessionpost.com/93931/cute-hippy-surfer-boy-becomes-aLGBTI went to see a school mate but he wasn't home a man from a home across the street invited me inside as he said "come in want a beer here you go sit tell me about yourself you sure are a cutie ever hitch rides?" "ya just started getting rides that way" "ever been offered candy or tried it here I have some" "ok you have to light it for me" "good hold it in .....that's it he put on a movie and began playing it and when he sat down his big ** was showing and I couldn't help but stare at it as the movie showed a man offer a boy money in some country for ** and began being ** he said " know what ** is?" "ya....." ......" its a lot of fun " feel it rub it" "you will give me a bag and pipe fore later?" "you let me film you taking ** up your **?" "I don't know if I even can that's a big one Mr." "yes or no?" "yes Mr.....give me a hit " He took out his massive ** and put a new tape in the VCR put the AV lines and zoomed in put the tripod lower slightly to one side behind us zoomed in slightly as I said "Mr that's a nice meat pole you have" "that's a good boy lets get it in press and arch your back" "yes sir Mr. Punish me for my inpure thoughts that's what a preacher says to me as he ** me in juvenile hall" "Oh Mr. its hurting me !.....ooh!.....ooh!......oh no stop!.....stop!" But he wouldn't and I cried as he ** me for more then an hour then a knock on the door and his friend came in he was big and black with a ** ** and they didn't care just began to ** me more until I was bleeding with a phone call 2 more men came as well I was in shock as they ** me then he paid me my stuff and I left given a buttbag I could only wear on my shoulders I felt like such a ** went to the campgrounds seen a French cut girls swim suit bikini and took it off the clothes line set up then went to the bathroom and put it on tied it tight above my belly button making them more narrow with the strings on the sides and that pulled them up my ** big time as well as bunching up the material some to hide my junk but the cream color with colored lines showed how great my ** looks I had taken a shower but had my ** pounded open and was wanting to feel the inside to see if I had a big loose hole I noticed a man looking at my ** so I starter making a sand castle and men would start to help me getting directly behind me and would bang their ** against my ** while helping then even hold me by my hips as they pumped against my ** and 3 men took me over into a cove giving me beer insisting they pull my suit down and they began to abuse my ** now 7 men were taking turns shoving their ** up my ** just part way taking turns soon they ** me more and more as the tide came up they area cleared out and I was being ** I went back up to see my friend who was home some man dating his mom was their his mom working and I was telling him how I met this man who began groping me and took out his ** that's when I noticed the man listening as I said I rubbed his ** Jason went to answer the phone and the man came over and asked if he could slide his ** up my ** and showed me his long curved ** with a perfect head I went and told Jason I was getting a ride so his moms boyfriend could ** me We went down to a house for saleI knew of and went in the garage where a workshop is and he began ** me when a neighbor walked in seeing me being ** the guy pulled out jacked off on his own" "Im calling the cops unless you let me ** you "ya ok cool!" "oh I'm going to ** you rough and hard boy teach you a lesson" The ** man ** me very hard then let us go He took me home asked to hang out for awhile meeting my uncle and some man who lived on the same block 3 houses away they sat talking about stories of ** ** that went on in small towns with some kind of boys school or prison type place and boys hitching rides would be used as ** slaves often becoming rapists themselves Colorado being s breeding ground for serial killers but serial ** more then anything he's a long haul trucker and told stories about young men who know nothing only to be put in handcuffs and taken and ** in every place even local jails abandon buildings we went to a theater that began showing ** movies and we Got high with men and Italked to the manager then back over to Jason's talked to a priest that lives next to him they didn't know anything about him nd while I was in Jason's yard we were talking about a preacher I had in Juvenile hall he wanted to know how much I believed in god and opened up his robe as I said ......Priest ** is the best the Priest in his yard said "all of them?" "yes all of them would you like me and Jason to come over maybe I'm wrong?" "and how do you judge by touch,feel,size ,what?" "yes those things as well as with my lips and more if you would like?" "ok come in and lets have fun " "Jason watched as I got down on my knees as he got a ** then he did the same as I got naked and he shoved his ** in me gave me a great ** then Jason as well who had been ** only half a dozen times if that He was Italian his wife had passed away but liked ** young boys from the very start and as he was ** me Jason went back and and he finished and I did the same I went and used the shower another boy named Tommy had us go over to their place his mom had a new boyfriend as well he was black he had a pile of ** magazines from another country one showed a donkey ** a boy and men ** boys he had a room in the garage .he said he had candy and gave me a hit as he lighter it for me he pushed against my ** cheeks with his ** and it suddenly went up my ** as I held in the hit he had me bent over and began ** me with his very big ** with my swim suit on on his coffee table with the garage door wide open about a dozen neighbors watched as he just pounded his ** in me so hard making brutal meat smacking sounds everyone knew I was a boy he ** as I left I went into the park and men followed me to the church and I sat with my junk hanging out my suit so far up my ** I couldn't adjust it and when I did I had to lay on the seat pull and push my junk back in as men wanted to ** me and a priest took me into his office took his ** out and I sucked it he turned me around he was a violent ** type and I encouraged him to ** me hard then took me out the back and 2 men in a van got out and tossed me inside and the priest got in they took me to Oceanside to some trailer park a big older Mexican man took me inside asking if I was a problem they said no Took me inside to a room with a bed wrapped in plastic turned on the cameras and lights then forced me to get on my knees and spread take my shirt off and looked in my bag finding only my pipe and lighter the dope was hidden in the strap and he took out nearly the biggest ** ever and it was getting bigger but what was worse was the thrust power he had 4 cameras filmed at the same time the first 2 showing the violent entering of my hole used only alittle spit got half the head in my pucker then ** the he'll out of me as a blood ring formed he pulled out and rammed again and again and again then used a baseball bat to ** my hole for 2 hours then used a ** with the head even bigger then the bat and ** me with it till early the next morning I was able to take off put my swim suit on got my pack and shoes and began walking the streets 2 men offered me a ride in their car but I didn't except at an empty supermarket lot a trucker drove from the back offered me a ride and I got in got on the Hwy 5 and then he pulled into a rest area he did some lines of crank in the sleeper gave me one and told me to lay down he undressed and got with me and I began feeling his ** between my cheeks he mounted me pulled my suit down pushed his 9" thick ** in my ** it felt nice his buddy came in his big truck and he ** me then showed me the livestock in back told me to play with his donkeys **.....so I did...... I went to the shower a large red neck made me suffer as he ** me and when he finished I went out an old man sat on a bench he said "Go over to the bread truck ....." I went and opened the door and got in and loaded my pipe and took a big hit noticed different pairs of underwear from young and he got in and began ** and showed me the biggest ** I've ever seen as his driver got in turned the engine over the TV/VCR came on showing him ** he turned on his movie camera and I got in position for him to ** me and we headed south as he ** me stopped at the shell station on the edge of town the owner I know he had a step son I said hi to the owner while being ** opened the back watched me get ** as did the young boyand his load pumped in me he had us pull over by some cottages the owner of the station got in and ** me and the boy he was not happy about some divorce issue and she picked up the boy. I left when the began fighting as did the other men I headed towards Hwy 101 and decided to go with the first car that pulled over and a big pervert said "turn around for me.....nice!" "get in honey boy you take it up the **" "ya maybe why" He pulled into a dive motel and said " Candy for a good time.?..."https://www.confessionpost.com/93932/i-miss-you-kianuhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93932/i-miss-you-kianuLGBTI miss you today 1st of march 2026 at 3 am i was chatting on chitchat . gg with a guy named Kianu 1,67 from belgium. i miss him. i liked him. i wish i could talk to him again. if you read this thank you kianu. on 16th may, your birthday i will think about you. i miss you so much. i know you have a gf and youre straight but i liked you so much. i miss you Kianu, Victorhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93933/i-loved-my-mother-and-i-miss-her-every-day-but-she-saidhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93933/i-loved-my-mother-and-i-miss-her-every-day-but-she-saidFriends & FamilyMy Mother was not a stupid person. She did good in school and made great grades. IN her day only rich girls went to college and her family was not rich. She was a young girl during WW@ and overall she was a great mother until she wsn't. One day while watching TV a news report come on and it seems that some idiot teenage boys had thrown a rock off of an Expressway bridge an the rock had killed a truck driver. As I watched this I thought how bad of a thing that was to do and that I hoped the punks esponsible were going to spend many years in juvenile and prison. My mother said this and it ** me the ** off. "I better not catch you doing anything like that". Ok here I was thinking about what a bad thing it was that they did and here she was implying that I would do the same thing. It was an insult that I could not shrug off. I said "You won't catch me" She gritted her teeth and repeated "I better not catch you doing anything like that" I casually said back. "you won't catch me". For the record there has never been a moment in my life where I would even think of doing something so deadly and dangerous. Of all people on the face of the earth that should know that was my mother. I had never in my young life ever given her a bit of trouble and here she was implying that I was low down and sorry enough to throw a heavy rock over an overpass and kill some innocent person. I believe her thinking was off that day.https://www.confessionpost.com/93936/cuckold-fantasy-in-my-mindhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93936/cuckold-fantasy-in-my-mindFantasyMy wife is having a very ** figure, But she is shy ,but she like to wear fancy dresses ,how to make her dressing bold ,how change her mind for accepting exposing her beauty to peoples ,she is 28 years ,answers me pleasehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93938/my-boss-my-dream-girlhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93938/my-boss-my-dream-girlRelationshipThat I have a crush on my boss. She’s smart, funny, gorgeous. I know that there’s no chance for us to hook up so I just appreciate my time with her. I do try to bury my feelings for her because I don’t want to make her feel uncomfortable in the office. We’re both married to other people with kids btw, so another of many reasons why it would never work. I wish that I could stop thinking about her.https://www.confessionpost.com/93911/my-f28-relationship-with-far-right-guy-is-messing-with-my-headhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93911/my-f28-relationship-with-far-right-guy-is-messing-with-my-headPoliticalI am 28 years old and have been dating a guy for some time now whose views I hate. I consider myself a feminist and a leftist, but my boyfriend constantly says sexist things to me and votes for an extreme right-wing, fascist, anti-women party. I should break up with him, but I can't because I always get so wet and turned on when he says that I'm just his ** toy, a stupid woman, that I shouldn't have a vote rights, that he'll make me pregnant soon and I'll be his little tradwife. And I think he's right, because I even told him recently, while listening to him, excited and all wet, that I'll be his tradwife, I'll cook, clean, and give him **, I even vote on his party, but he need put a ring on my ** and make me his wife. I think I'm out of my mind.https://www.confessionpost.com/93909/my-11-yo-girl-wants-to-walk-on-hot-coals-barefoothttps://www.confessionpost.com/93909/my-11-yo-girl-wants-to-walk-on-hot-coals-barefootFriends & FamilyMy daughter is almost 11, and she's passionate about survivalism! She almost always heads out in hiking gear and often goes for long barefoot walks through the countryside and woods. She has also recently become interested in firewalking, and asked me if I could help her experiment with it. I've been looking into how to prepare a bed of burning embers, and my daughter has been used to walking barefoot a lot over the past couple of years, so her soles are quite tough; but I was wondering if there are any risks.https://www.confessionpost.com/93940/dear-jonhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93940/dear-jonVentingDear Jon, I decided to take a break from social media to avoid you specifically. We’ve been acquainted online for two years and no I don’t want to label us as friends right now. I’m not sure if you really ever tried to be friends with me consistently all this time. You were surprised that I didn’t text for six months straight, yet you didn’t bother to reach out to me. I was almost always the one initiating the text. I’m not sure if you’re going to go back to your previous romantic relationship or find a new one, but I dislike how you treated me when you were in one. When your partner is upset at you, you don’t come to me and expect me to flatter you. It was inappropriate of you to be insistent on a ** joke about “wet beef” towards me. This was one hour after our mutual told a joke about us getting married because you purposely mentioned the one time you asked me to be your Valentine before you started dating your now ex. You took your sweet time to mention it was platonic. When I responded to our mutual’s joke by saying I would hate the idea and leave if given the chance, it was as if I bruised your ego. Sometimes I would have fantasy thoughts about what would it be like if I did enter in a romantic relationship with you. I still do, and I know that’s not realistic. We both live in different states and have no plans in moving for each other. I met you while I was still in high school and well you already graduated. We have different career goals. I’m contemplating about marriage, but I know I don’t plan on having kids. You keep saying you’d like to have a wife and kids, but the way your kitchen is looking, yeah no even as a hoarder myself, this ain’t it. You want to be the fun dad, not the parent who actually wants to actively raise and nurture them. I notice you rarely ever call me “wonderful” anymore unless I decide to dm you first. You tend to use it when you want something from me, whether it’s flattery or “where did you get that?” I think I’ll try to focus on myself more. I just hope I don’t fall back into going all heart eyes on you.https://www.confessionpost.com/93943/my-first-experience-part-2https://www.confessionpost.com/93943/my-first-experience-part-2RelationshipThen slowly she put her ** up from my belly and put it down on my chest with her full weight. I can feel through my ribcage her ** was warm because she remains sat on top of my belly for long time. Her small warm ** pushed my ribcage inside now I was breathing through my belly. Me: - you know? so far, I never have had any close friend like you. In this 1 year you we came so close to each other’s and I learned everything from you only. Touching your small belly from your beneath is my best moments of all. I hold your ** when it remains tight on top of my belly & chest it feels like crazy. She: - yes, I always relax myself being sitting on top of you. It comforts me after doing hard work in your house. I put my full weight and relax my ** stay sink inside your stomach. Now again she lifts her ** up from my chest & this time she sat in between my stomach & chest with her full weight. Me: - now I came to know my ‘elder sister’ because you don’t have any good friend like me. So, you spent time with me to relax yourself. She: - the best part is although I work in your house but still you call me ‘elder sister’ & that respect of yours for me makes our friendship closer. In outside I can feel cool wind & the sky full of stars above us while me being sitting on top of you is unforgettable moments. You on other hand slowly grab my belly it’s more heart touching moment for me to have. In heavy rainy days here having yourself below me is completely awesome. Sitting tight on top of your wet chest & belly for long hours can’t forget these days. Me: - in this 1 year I came to realize that an elder girl sitting on a boy who is younger than her. It makes me feel nice, so every time I let you sit comfortable as long you want. You are taller & heavier than me and so having someone like you on top of me feels awesome. She worked in our house for 3 years than she got married and never meet her again. On other hand I never asked her to let me sit on top of her. Because I used to respect her & fear her too after all she was stronger than me.https://www.confessionpost.com/93942/my-first-experiebcehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93942/my-first-experiebceRelationshipMy age maybe 7 or 8 at that time I’m a skinny short boy. A girl used to work in our house and she was almost 10+ years older than me may be & taller than me. She was a skinny girl and very decent in nature. I’m little bit wicked boy but she handles me with her sweet talks & with different fantasy stories. She was working here for almost 6 months & my parents liked her calm behavior towards our family. Every day she comes in the morning & leave our house late evening. She used to take her lunch here in my house & at 8 pm onwards she returns home. So, let’s come to the point now: - One afternoon after I had my lunch I was playing in the veranda. She was pushing me to the bed for sleep but I didn’t listen her and after few times as usual I started fighting. Then she chased me all my house to catch me but she couldn’t. After few times I got tired and fell on my bed with my back, my little belly was going up & down with my long breath. She came just behind me & get herself on the bed. She: - you are so naughty kid every day I have chase you to the bed.? By saying this she slowly put her ** on top of my belly & sat side way with both the legs on same side. Slowly she put her weight on my belly button making herself comfortable. My belly pushing her ** upwards as I was breathing very fast at that time but she relaxed her ** on top of my belly by putting her weight. So, her ** pushed my belly inside and soon my belly couldn’t push her ** upwards. Meanwhile I couldn’t struggle because she was stronger than me & I respect her too. Then after making herself comfortable, she says She: - go to sleep I’ll get of you belly Me: - okay I’ll, now leave me. Then she put her ** up from my belly button and lay down beside me. After few days in kitchen while working with my mother I started fighting with her for some reason. She pushed me on the dining chair and sat on my lap. Meanwhile I tried my best but couldn’t move her and finally I gave up so she let me go. Days were passing one evening I was on roof top laying on a mat & she came sat beside me. She: - if you don’t mind can I sit on you? Me: - that day you sat on me, again today also? She: - just for a moment only and then I’ll get off Me: - uuummm … yes ‘elder sister’ Then she put her ** on top of my belly & sat side way with both the legs on same side. She took some time get her ** perfectly sat on top of my belly button & then relaxed her weight that sink her ** inside my belly. Although she was skinny but her weight was heavy for me & I can feel her ** warming my belly for being sat on. She: - wind is so cool and see stars came above, you know one day I’ll tell you a story while sitting on you if you let me sit. It’s a nice climate outside I’m enjoying & having so fun being sat on top of you. Me: - let me be frank my neighbor girl once sat on my chest in play fight in her house. And now you are the second person. So, after being sitting on me for a while she gets her ** up from top of my belly and walked away. For few days she never sat on me and I also stopped misbehaving with her. At very young age situation like these I started going through. After few days gone one afternoon while I was having my lunch, I saw her that she finished all the work. Then I get in my bed and she came sat beside my chest. Me: - can you tell me a funny story? Then she put her hands on my chest & by pressing me she slowly sat on my belly button. Today she sat by putting her legs both sides and slowly rest her full weight. Her thin small ** sink inside my belly & this used to be her relax moment. She: - if I tell you a story by sitting on you will it be, okay? Me: - from the beginning I let you sit on me, yes tell me a story. Now she slowly put her legs upwards and kept them beside my chest. It was her full weight, meanwhile my little belly was completely sink inside and her thin little ** sat still no movement for an hour almost. Now it’s been a year almost & she becomes my best friend. Many times, my mother saw her sitting on top of my belly in veranda, on roof top & in my bed & in her bed too. My patents never stopped her because we were friends by that time & I allow her because I respect her as my ‘elder sister’ & my patents were happy with her loyalty. One evening we both were on our rooftop and she said to me. She: - run as long you have energy Me: - how? I mean why? She: - then you lay on the mat on your back, just do so So, I did as she wanted & after few times, I got my lung empty and just lie on the mat. Then she came over me standing her both legs on both the sides of my body. Very slowly & very decently she sat on top of my belly which was going up and down at that moment because I was taking a long breathing. Although my belly was small but as her ** was thin so very quickly, she managed her ** perfectly sat to push my breathing belly deep inside. She sat comfortably with her full weight so my belly couldn’t come upwards any more. She relaxed herself with full pressure and her both legs were beside my chest. Me: - if you don’t mind? She: - yes say Me: - you are not as you look like, ? She: - how come? Me: - although you are a thin girl but you are heavy. When ever you sat on me, I feel your weight much heavier than your body type. Then she gently slaps on my face & tears came out of her eyes. She: - I never expected this from you, Then she lifts her ** up and sat in between my chest & stomach. By making herself relax she put her full weight through her thin ** & completely sink her thin ** inside. I wiped her tears and said her Me: - get off my stomach for just a while She slowly put her ** up and sat beside me. I ran to my room and from my school bag I brought a chocolate for her. And came to her then she pulled my hand towards herself and made me sat beside her. Very gently she pushed me on the mat and sat in between my chest & belly. Again, my belly was struggling her full weight on top of it and couldn’t come upwards totally sink inside. Only my chest was slowly coming up & down. Me: - here’s a surprise for you, take it ‘elder sister’ She took that chocolate from me & started eating. I wiped her tears and made her comfortable. She: - why you said so, ? that I’m heavy can’t you see me a thin girl only. You make me cry stupid naughty boy. Me: - I never mean it anyway but I asked you before saying so and you said yes say. Okay I’m sorry ‘elder sister’. Don’t cry She remains sat in between my chest & stomach and remain silent. Few moments later after having the whole chocolate she stood up and walked away. So, it’s goes like this way & she becomes very frank to me & share every secret of her. Her new desire was chasing me as long I don’t get exhausted and when I faint on the ground on my back. Then my belly & chest goes up and down she will sit her full weight on top of my belly button & chest. By relaxing her thin ** creating full pressure so that my stomach doesn’t come upwards anymore. In this manner she wants me to talk with her as long she remains on my top. One day while sitting on me she took my hands & let me touch her belly & **. I started doing so from that day but her belly was very small and just a little tummy towards outside & her ** was small. But in that age of mine I love doing this to her. An autumn evening she chased me down on our roof top and sat on top of my heavily breathing stomach with her full weight. As usual she relaxed her thin **’s full pressure and let her ** sink inside so that it couldn’t come upwards anymore. By gently touching & pressing her little thin tummy & small ** I asked her. Me: - what’s your best part of our friendship so far? Yes ‘elder sister’..? She: - before you used to disturb me but then gradually you started respecting me. Me: - I want know have you ever sat on any other person before or now? She: - in my house my mother & my elder brother only. Although on my mother’s lap I sit some times but never sat on anybody other than you. Me: - yes, we are now best friends for ever and that’s why I let everything you want from me. She: - that first day when I sat on you, I feel that pleasure for first time being sitting on top of someone’s breathing belly although I wanted some more but as it was for first time I didn’t continue for long. I started fantasizing for few days after that. And slowly we both came closer to each other and my best part is your breathing belly. I love to push your breathing belly inside with my full weight. It comforts me when I feel your belly breathing under me. I love to relax my ** sink inside so much that your belly couldn’t come upwards. That’s why I make you run before I sit on you. Meanwhile when you talk being sat on by me, I can feel your belly breathing again. It fantasizes me that now a days I sit on your top for long hours until your parents don’t call you. I see a boy below me and from beneath he talks with me. Such a mind-blowing moments for me to spent. I feel comfortable when I find someone from my beneath touching gently my belly while talking with me. Even you make me eat chocolates from beneath me and talking with me in the same time. I feel your belly breathing under me and having chocolate in same time being on top of you it’s amazing for me. Remember you make me cry a year ago regarding my weight. I weigh myself and you know that I’m only 45 kg.https://www.confessionpost.com/93944/i-blame-it-on-the-extasyhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93944/i-blame-it-on-the-extasySexI am 45 years old.. and one weekend I was given extasy , and I let an 18 year old kid cam cord me masturbating while 3 of his friends watched. I was so horney so i sucked his friends ** and ** a 10 inch flash light for the fun of it.https://www.confessionpost.com/93945/i-was-ahttps://www.confessionpost.com/93945/i-was-aSexI went to a college for a visit to see if I wanted to attend. A few of us girls were invited to a kegger. I was so drunk I staggered to a bathroom to get sick. So I asked 2 guys there where was the closest bathroom. They said they'd help me walk staight to it .. It was a boat house down on the lake. Well they insisted I give them each a bj for helping them get me to the bathroom. Well I sucked their ** and they came all over my face. I just laughed about it because they were laughing. Next thing I remember Was several guys standing in a circle and ** on me.. As you guessed it I enrolled in that school.https://www.confessionpost.com/93946/would-you-visit-epsteins-islandhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93946/would-you-visit-epsteins-islandSexI would 100% have visited his island, if I knew I would never get caught. I think most of us would, whether we admit it or not..https://www.confessionpost.com/93947/im-not-scared-of-nobody-on-this-websitehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93947/im-not-scared-of-nobody-on-this-websiteHealthI'm going to be too physically sore 3-19-26 to do judo move takedowns to anybody off of this website i got to help my mother take the wash machine and dryer outside this week for the new wash machine and dryer can come inside of this house lying ** believe thathttps://www.confessionpost.com/93948/trying-my-luck-with-my-wifehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93948/trying-my-luck-with-my-wifeRelationshipI am not sure if this is the right place to post this or not, but if you know any other place where I could post this then please let me know. I recently was on vacation with my dear wife of 29 years. Finally had a good time with her, almost like reigniting our relationship. But we are not the best couple, we have been through a lot of ups and downs. More of the downs than the ups, but we have been together against all the odds. All my life I have been hustling to make sure that things don’t go down, now we have finally settled with our children being settled in their own lives. And thus, we are trying out the new way to live our lives, by doing things that we have never done. I am still young at heart and I want to live my life like I should have when I was young, which unfortunately I didn’t. After a long time we went out somewhere in peace and nothing to be worried about and no extra baggage to handle. And I tried my hardest to reignite what was lost and surprisingly she was also reciprocating. I try to get flirtatious and handsy with her when I find her at a good spot but she always turns me down because she is very shy and doesn’t want to keep anything out of our bedroom. I respect that about her but it also annoys me sometimes. She is super shy when it comes to intimacy and I blame that on her conservative beliefs. Nevertheless I have always got handsy with her especially in public places and I get very happy about it even though she turns me down every-time. But on our recent vacation trip, to my surprise when I got my hands on her, she didn’t protest my move and I got the extreme rush of love towards her. I repeatedly kept testing my luck with so much love and excitement and she rarely turned me down. Throughout the trip I did what I always dreamed of doing and I only faced rejection when I tried to be too extreme. After this thrilling experience I tried to test the waters and I found that she seemed to appreciate more of this. I am very keen on really testing my luck and making my life long dreams come true. I am scared and nervous too but at the same time I also feel very excited about my dream. I don’t know how to take things further, should I really test it out or should I just keep doing what is going on?https://www.confessionpost.com/93949/wife-is-expressivehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93949/wife-is-expressiveRelationshipI am not sure if this is the right place to post this or not, but if you know any other place where I could post this then please let me know. I recently was on vacation with my dear wife of 29 years. Finally had a good time with her, almost like reigniting our relationship. But we are not the best couple, we have been through a lot of ups and downs. More of the downs than the ups, but we have been together against all the odds. All my life I have been hustling to make sure that things don’t go down, now we have finally settled with our children being settled in their own lives. And thus, we are trying out the new way to live our lives, by doing things that we have never done. I am still young at heart and I want to live my life like I should have when I was young, which unfortunately I didn’t. After a long time we went out somewhere in peace and nothing to be worried about and no extra baggage to handle. And I tried my hardest to reignite what was lost and surprisingly she was also reciprocating. I try to get flirtatious and handsy with her when I find her at a good spot but she always turns me down because she is very shy and doesn’t want to keep anything out of our bedroom. I respect that about her but it also annoys me sometimes. She is super shy when it comes to intimacy and I blame that on her conservative beliefs. Nevertheless I have always got handsy with her especially in public places and I get very happy about it even though she turns me down every-time. But on our recent vacation trip, to my surprise when I got my hands on her, she didn’t protest my move and I got the extreme rush of love towards her. I repeatedly kept testing my luck with so much love and excitement and she rarely turned me down. Throughout the trip I did what I always dreamed of doing and I only faced rejection when I tried to be too extreme. After this thrilling experience I tried to test the waters and I found that she seemed to appreciate more of this. I am very keen on really testing my luck and making my life long dreams come true. I am scared and nervous too but at the same time I also feel very excited about my dream. I don’t know how to take things further, should I really test it out or should I just keep doing what is going on?https://www.confessionpost.com/93950/my-adult-step-daughterhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93950/my-adult-step-daughterStrangeWhen I was young, early 20's I one weekend married a much older woman and I had a baby with her. I was 22 and she was 44 when our son was born. The relationship didn't last long and life goes on. I married and now separated. All of my kids are adults. My son's mother had other children from other men and I always have treated them like family, they were kinda my family. They are my son's 1/2 siblings. About a year ago my son's 42 year old sister from the same mother separated from her long time husband and I am letting her stay with me. I have a big 5 bed room house, I'm never home, and she can feed the cats. It's been a little over a year now that she has been living her and I got her pregnant. I got her pregnant on purpose. I have always wanted her and i have a huge impregnation fetish. I've always wanted to pump a baby in her. She's going to give birth at 44 just like her mother did for me. I held her down and came in her just like did her mother. As it turns out. She is a sub that gives total control just like her mother. Her mother didn't want me to get her pregnant either, but she didn't stop me either. We got drunk in my hot tub last summer and talked her into casual one time drunk **. That very fast turned into getting drunk every night. We started out using rubbers because her ex had a vasectomy and she did like taking it. But when she started submitting to me. Doing what i say, what i want, I stopped wearing them and pulled out and she swallows every time. It's like a little reward for respecting her wishes and being a good boy. The more i had ** with her the more i wanted her. I have fallen in love or maybe i have always loved her and it now exploding out. So one night we had a really romanic evening. I confessed my desire to be her owner and that i would take care of her if she gives herself to me So we had a little ceremony where she locked a necklet on that had a leash and gave the leash to me. That night was the first night I pinned her to the bed and filled her sperm. Three months later she ** positive. I let her quit her job. I paid off her credit cards. I gave her i new car to drive. I'm paying for her divorce, yeah, she is still married and so am I. No body really knows she's knocked but her and her mom. Yeah I have talked to her and my son's mother about it. I have had ** with her on and off over the years. The last time i was inside her was just a few months before i made her daughter get off. I think that had a lot to do with her letting me ** her the first time. She is going to be the fourth woman to give birth to my baby. All 4 women are older than me, including the daughter of the first woman that I got pregnant. I've told her I want her to have at least 2 and she says one is good. She don't want any more after this but if i mush then she she to get pregnant right after this one is born and let her tubes get ties. So i say this, OK tou have one at 44 and one at 45. What if she is health and fit like she is at 43 at 46, 48 or even 50 and i want to exercise my manhood and get my healthy property pregnant. That would rob me of that and make me look to some one else. One of my life trophies is to get a woman 50 over over pregnant. I'm asking her to be that for me. She did give herself to me is all i'm saying. I make good money is all i'm gonna sayhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93951/knottyhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93951/knottySexWhen I was younger, I let a dog mount and knot mehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93952/momshttps://www.confessionpost.com/93952/momsEmbarrassingHi my name is Ryan fond and I love wearing my own mother’s pant!eshttps://www.confessionpost.com/93953/is-that-correct-muhammad-married-ayesha-when-she-was-6-years-oldhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93953/is-that-correct-muhammad-married-ayesha-when-she-was-6-years-oldReligionSahih al-Bukhari 5134: Narrated `Aisha: that the Prophet (ﷺ) married her when she was six years old and he consummated his marriage when she was nine years old. Hisham said: I have been informed that Aisha remained with the Prophet (ﷺ) for nine years (i.e. till his death).https://www.confessionpost.com/93954/did-muhammad-really-split-the-moonhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93954/did-muhammad-really-split-the-moonReligionHow Can I believe ?? Bukhari 3868: Narrated Anas bin Malik: The people of Mecca asked Allah's Apostle to show them a miracle. So he showed them the moon split in two halves between which they saw the Hira' mountain. I am considering to adopt Islam , I am student of science and some wierd things stopping me to adopt Islam. What do you think?https://www.confessionpost.com/93955/man-asks-surfer-for-a-part1-by-curtis-sloanhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93955/man-asks-surfer-for-a-part1-by-curtis-sloanLGBT"get in lad" "can you help me out I'll give you$10 bucks its all I have with me" "sure how can I help sir?" "get in" So I did he had his zipper open and pulled out his big ** and let it hang out and was a bit shocked almost got out then decided to stay as he said "you sure are cute I would love to have you just stroke it for me you know you want to!" "ok....wow its a big one Mr." "rub it boy.....ya rub it more!....ya that's it use both hands" He drove around to the back where the alley began parked in a loading bay took me out on his side and in front of his car where pallets were stacked told me to get on the pallets "on my tummy like this....?" "ya face down bending over he put oil from a small container and shoved in his big ** in and starts ** me hard and violently I mean he makes me suffer from his big fat long ** (another day a man came up to me in a secluded area a few miles north of my place where the homes stop and an overflow into a large slough is for storm surf its 5x5 miles with 4 bridges for Hwy 101) " a boy wearing that wants men to ** him....you been ** havnt you I bet ** today now its my turn want a hit....?" "ok ....." "ya down on your knees boy .....thats it its ** time have some man sauce!" "how about us?"they began giving me hits then told me to show them what's in the suit and each of them ** me .... Another time in the g string at my schoolmates place I dropped the change I had to get down on my knees and spread to get some other coins this man came over who was dating his mom he was still sleeping his mom left to go to work he said " let me help you stay just like that don't move" I was still getting coins and felt something slide around the G string and go in hard making me gasp because I couldn't move he had me pinned and his black ** went deep and hard the same one Jason had rammed in his ** he couldn't handle this guy doing him and asked me to at least bust so loads so wouldn't need to ** so much and he drilled his ** in me real good and hard Jason came in and watched I could see his ** hard and wanted to ** me and wanted me to give him more ** sucking lessons Tommy another boy who was mixed had a new stepfather who was black I didn't meet yet so after he busted his load we went over and met him he was a troop leader in the boy scouts and made me sign up and liked to film activities with boys and he filmed us as we drank beer with him in his robe and as he lighted a hit for me let his robe open and his ** ** was in plain view as he got my address then stood up to light the pipe for me as I was on the carpet on my knees just us ....I did the hit with his exposed ** rubbing against my face and he put my hand on his shaven ** and I rubbed it then he ** me pulling me back into the impact of his thrusts into my ** and hammered his load up my ** while they skateboarded around the curtains wide open for their neighbor to watch who was a Catholic priest he came over and knocked told to enter they knew each other and he sat down next to me as I'm being ** felt my cheek and exposed his Italian ** and they had me start sucking it he pushed my head down making me ** it deep then forced it down more making me choke they laughed and kept ** me and I sucked his ** the priest didn't bust his load but the step daddy did the boys returned as I went outside the priest asked me over to his place so I went in and he played a film he had(old school) of boys in some Catholic school being visited by some ranking bishop and ** boys choosen the youngest smallest and filmed him ** them with his massive ** and he took his out and showed me this custom made thing made of solid wood very smooth you bend over on with places carved out for your knees and a craddle for your body to lay in and pulled my suit down then began ** me very very skilled at what he was doing and pounded me for close to an hour rammed his load up my ** then spent another 10 minutes ramming it in doing surprise hard thrusts brutal and grinding himself into my ** and I spread extra far to help his effort to hammer his ** up my ** then he used both thumbs to pull my hole open even more and pounded his ** into more then we went to the fairgrounds they were setting up getting ready to open we went to see his friend. He was able to get us in and walked past several trailers of the circus workers to an office trailer I waited outside while he talked to his friend I walked a short ways in view of the trailer I heard talking and headed back and was invited inside a tall strong mature man asked me if I wanted some candy "ok.....thanks" "nice....turn around let me feel the material of your swim suit" "ok go ahead ....feel it should I turn around bend over?" "ya that would be nice ....in fact can you get down on your knees chest down ** up...." "like this ....? and spread my knees apart like I do for my uncles buddies" "does he use his **....like this?....hold onto your shoulders as he rams into your ** ....like this !......" A large tall man entered with a sledge hammer his mouth fell open and watched me take ** he put the hammer down took out his ** and began ** he had zero control and was in need to ** the man of the office pulled out came around with his pipe while the hammer man got behind me as I rotated my hips extra wide fingered myself his ** rubbed up against my love tunnel as he put spit in my ** via his ** the big fat head began going in his ** was very thick fat girth to it....he hammered it trying to enter my ** he yanked me by my hair divided it into 2 pigtails and used hair bands he had with him first making one then the other and kept ** me used them to get his ** in up my ** told me to do another hit the arch my back and spread my legs and knees and told me "think ** I am a ** give your ** Mr.!" "ya ** me Mr. !.....that's what I told this man who was a schoolmates moms new boyfriend who came in the living room when I stayed the night he came in got under the blankets with his hard ** and put his hand over my mouth forced his ** up my ** and ** me talked in my ear saying " Tommy says your a ** you were abused very young but do things to make men molest you and no one cares if you get **....and do yoga in skimpy swim suits and hitch rides in barely anything and get forced into **" "its true I'm a hippy ** boy so punish me with your ** Mr." I left the fairgrounds while he was talking with his friend the hammer man pointed me out as he talked to a man built like himself but he was older and came over to talj to me after I exited the gate asked if I wanted to party saying his name was Max I followed as he took me across the street to an abandon bar and took me inside he motioned me over to a toy motorcycle (not a real motobike)designed like a cafe motorcycle with no back wheel told to grab the handle bars put feet on the pegs without my swim suit on gave me a nice hit.....then had me lay on the tank with my ** ready to be tucked quickly restrained both wrists to the handle bars took out his ** ** as another man forced me to ** ** as other men came from the fairgrounds and stood waiting for ** their was close to a dozen "you ready for dark meat little white boy?" "ya ** me my name is **!" They ** my ** hearing that I told them to give me a bag for later and they did then let me go I put the stuff in my pack as it got dark I was being followed as I made my way through the dune trails and began moving faster got to the campgrounds went looking in the 512 campsites for someone I knew and found a hiding spot to take hits and waited and watched to see who was stalking me and seen 2 men they began talking to campers asking if they seen a blond surfer hippy boy they said no "He's real cute in a skimpy swim suit drinking to much or drugs to much we just want him to spend some time with us no what I'm saying? if you see him just keep him talking tap your horn and we will come get him thanks" I did some more hits watching them wonder back towards the store so I headed north the other way and ran into Peter who was visiting some boys are age from Ohio they were very square and I sat down by their trailer their mom was dating some guy who's trailer it was and they were going out to dinner the man had his friend hanging out who was supervising the boys and 2 other men he knew came over and gave us beer they had cases of imports and large coolers and were doing lines and gave us all 3-4 lines each and began talking to the other camping groups invited 3 perverts over I was inside the trailer the man watching the had footage of camping and ** boys his buddy with the beer came in groped me end part 1.https://www.confessionpost.com/93956/siblingshttps://www.confessionpost.com/93956/siblingsFriends & FamilyI believe family's doing it happens way more than it is reported. I can't imagine a guy or girl having access to it when they are going through puberty and not see your sibling or cousin as an option if it presented itself. My sister is just over a year older than me and her drive was every bit as high as mine when we were going through puberty. When she found our parents ** stash, we would get sooo turned on watching them. She started doing herself in her clothes and getting off right in front of me. Eventually I started doing it to, that turned to us getting each other off and eventually we were doing it all, not much front because we didn't have bc, usually mouth or the backdoor. It seems odd now because most women I meet hate backdoor, but she always seemed to like it, I never once recall it hurting her. We mostly didn't use lubrication other than my pc. I'd hump her and rub her and we would get off, it rarely took longer than a few minutes. We stopped in high school, I suppose we were growing out of puberty and maybe a little tired of doing each other lol, but we stopped and that was that. We are in our 50s now and we haven't spoken a word of it. I wonder sometimes if my kids have done it, I don't think so but my parents probably felt the same way, we knew to put on fronts when they were around.https://www.confessionpost.com/93957/please-prayhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93957/please-prayReligionPlease pray to God through Jesus Christ, read the Bible and go to church for better health, wealth, happiness, peace and love. Thank youhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93958/addicted-tohttps://www.confessionpost.com/93958/addicted-toStrangeSo imma guy and love everything about **. I smell them fresh off a girl, wear them and ** with them.https://www.confessionpost.com/93959/my-hidden-truthhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93959/my-hidden-truthVentingI am about to cleanse my soul and thankfully nobody that is outside of this site will ever know my true thoughts and feelings about my life. Here goes nothing: I hate that my mother literally died without a will 11 years ago and basically left me financially destitute. I honestly have no clue why she didn't have any survivors benefits from SSA or something that she could have left me in the world. My mother literally spent most of my life telling everyone under the sun that I was mentally retarded and tried to exploit my ADHD for a check from the SSA and the fact that she didn't leave me any money knowing that she did that is a little ** ridiculous. I am 32 years old and I am considered to be a "failure to launch". I have tried to do every kind of regular job in the world in the last decade or so in order to keep functioning but the pay is usually very low or the work is temporary. I can't go back to college because I owe a debt that I will never be able to pay. Oh and some of the things that I have had to do in order to survive are not even ones that I can mention on here. I am stressed the ** out and I am tired and I just want one thing to work out, so that I can finally get some rest. I am so tired of having panic attacks when I go to the grocery store, because I might have to put something back because I can't afford it. I am tired of going months without washing my clothes. Oh and I am also really tired of not being able to get my hair done. I have had people laugh at me because my clothes stink. I have had people laugh at me because I had to put things back at the store because I couldn't afford them or because I had to count my change to afford them. I have had people that I consider to be beneath me literally laugh at me over things that could have been avoided, if my mother had just taken care of herself. My mother literally died because she was born with a thyroid condition and was told in her mid 20's by some doctor to literally stop taking the pills for it and died 20 some odd years after that. I have no clue to this day what doctor would tell someone to stop taking XYZ thyroid pills, when you literally need them in some cases to keep alive and keep your thyroid functioning properly. I hate that I couldn't enjoy my 20's because I was stuck in survival mode. I am always in survival mode and it is exhausting. I have never traveled anywhere and I am essentially stuck trying to figure out life without any real help of any capacity. I don't have any family to depend on for financial support and my only real biological family member is a flaming drug addict that I truly have no desire to ever correspond with again. I am so tired of people saying that I treated my mother wrong when she was alive, as if they lived in my house and saw what my life was like. I love my mother dearly and I understand that a lot of her parenting choices were as a result of her own ** up childhood but she could be a pain in my ** sometimes and when that happened, I called her out on it. It is amazing that people think that I was so mean to my mother but they don't know that I was at the hospital when she was sick anytime that I could be there and I brought her whatever she asked me for. It is amazing that people think that I was so mean to my mother but they don't know that when she got diabetes and got neuropathy in her feet real bad, I was the one that bringing blankets upstairs to put on her feet so that she wouldn't be cold. It is amazing that people think that I was so mean to my mother but they don't know that I took one of my last checks that I was getting from the SSA having depression at the time and helped put it toward a security deposit, so that my mother could move from a place where the landlords were not fixing anything and where she was actually getting sick....to another apartment building. It is amazing that people think that I was so mean to my mother but they don't know that when I was 11 years old and my father decided that he didn't want to pay child support and left my mother in a ** of a financial bind because of it....I volunteered for her to take my Playstation 2 to the ** shop so that we would have enough money to get some money and pay a light bill. Oh and also that I did that sort of thing many times over the years with laptops and gaming consoles and dvds and video games....simply so that we could eat or pay a bill. I had to metaphorically bail my mother out of so many situations over the years that I can't even begin to explain here because it would take all day and do you know why I did it? Because my mom was my hero and I loved her dearly and she meant the world to me and I need her now more than I ever needed anyone in this life. I was put in a parentification situation before I even knew what the ** that word even meant. Oh and you want to know bad that situation got? I was given one of those personality/maturity/IQ tests back in school in the 4th and the result literally said that I was 10 years older mentally than my actual age. There are people around me that did not live in my house and they probably spent 30 seconds a week in the presence of my mother at best but somehow they think that I was a bad daughter to her.....because I would call her out in public sometimes. Oh and if you are in the black community and you call out your parents when they are wrong, apparently that is a cause to be condemned. I am not a perfect person by any stretch of the imagination and I definitely am the queen of making mistakes but I loved my mother dearly and if I said something out of turn to her, it was because she spurned it on. I am going to say it here and I don't give a ** who reads this: My mother dying literally ruined my ** life.https://www.confessionpost.com/93960/on-pof-at-12https://www.confessionpost.com/93960/on-pof-at-12SexMy mom was a single mom and had no idea I had a POF profile and was having ** with a lot of men when I was 12. There was no age verification in the 2000's. I developed earlier than most girls with nice big ** so I looked older. It was a really good time in my life and I don't regret it at all.https://www.confessionpost.com/93961/after-17-years-someone-else-now-owns-my-2005-acura-rsx-type-shttps://www.confessionpost.com/93961/after-17-years-someone-else-now-owns-my-2005-acura-rsx-type-sEmbarrassingCan not continue this horrible existence I wish I was deadhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93962/pervy-questions-bbchttps://www.confessionpost.com/93962/pervy-questions-bbcSexthis is my questions for others who are black sexual offenders of white decent ladies and my questions for pretty white decent ladies who experienced unwanted sexual advances or assaults from poor rough ** thugs.. I am just comparing my experience if you both sides felt the same way. I hope many of you would respond to my sleazy ** depraved survey if any of you knows something about wicked perverted questions. Ever since my sexual assault by poor rough interracial thugs i felt violated and helpless but in spite of it, once they invaded my sanctity it aroused a inner reluctant ** un me. I found myself masturbating over my shame of being violated. It seems I have become like a ** white ** getting off at being roughed up, robbed by scum lowlifes, especially when physically taken advantaged off, as though our bodies are only there to be defiled by brute beasts and our savings to be milked robbed or extorted by them. Instead of revulsion some part of me are even feeling aroused for being slaves of their depravity. My question for all the white skinned conservative ladies who are initially pure decent still preserving their honor, have u felt the same way succumbing to their will after being dominated against your own will, after being forced unwillingly to ** by them? Do you also feel unwanted sexual arousal even if they mock you trash talk you degrade your honor purity decency, force you become their nitches ** milking cows? Does it add to your inner unwelcome arousal uf they spit at your mouth, make you drink their pee, swallow their **, clean their filthy black unwashed filthy ** with **? Do your ** and ** get hard if black thugs and muggers show you the middle ** from a distance or talk trash threatening to ** you destroy your holes, ruin your body, sag your **? Have you been punched in the gut spanked in the face ** or ** just for resisting and felt even more arousal to be forced to submit to them? I felt the same way that is why I wish to ask if other white skinned ladies here also experienced it and felt the same..please email it to me in virgintsik2 at gmail com ohhh... My question for the other side, to those similar to my previous sexual offenders. Have you felt that as among the poor rough black bad boys from the hood, slums, ghettos, gangs, muggers, criminals, rapists, sexual offenders, gropers, bullied, thugs, from a young age, that pretty white decent teachers, housewives, lady bosses, clerks, hard working employees, passersby, are just as easy prey when you bully harass them vervally sexually? If you show them your middle black filthy ** or talk profanity obscenity to them their perfect decent serene world collapses and you can see the surprise shock in their eyes? Have you noticed that in spite of their retorted defiant indignation you can see in their eyes a reluctant glint of unwanted arousal or you can sense from their reprimanding words nervous tones as though they are afraid but at the same time getting sounding like moaning of weakness or helplessness if they would be ***** or dominated against their will? Have you noticed that deep down behind their decent appearances there seems to be a hidden ** just waiting to be awakened by some black rough lowlife ** predator who are willing to initiate any form of unwanted unwelcome verbal abuses, sexual advances, groping, battery, assault, threats, muggings, bullying, harassment? Even if it was still showing off a middle ** or scandalous public display of your ** ** peeing or swagging, masturbating, have any of you seen that it would cause their decent knees to buckle or their ** to get wet, causing their legs to rub each other in discomfort? For those accomplished slum hood ghetto dwelling BBC interracial ****** predators gangs thugs muggers, have you discovered that every decent white skinned ladies (whether well off white ladies or asian rich Chinese Japanese korean) are easily freeloaded from their homes, become milking cows of their money once you have dominated them sexually, that you can live off their money, even blackbreed them with unwanted ** babies, while you treat their places as your hotels, with them serving you, as you move from different homes, impregnating and freeloading other white ladies victims? My mom was one such victim and I was also groped molested dominated ordered around by one of her predators. I am curious if you have similar conquests. Have you experienced ** white mothers and *********, or even three generations of a white decent conservative ******, then impregnating them all at the same? My mom and I had a hard time raising up of our expense the ** children of those motherfuckerd while they make it even harder for us because milk our ****** money savings ** our jewelries or transfer properties. The feeling of being used abused robbed elicited a deep down arousal that I could not understand that it even caused me to ** while thinking of my ******'s demise, or even of others. Even our ******'s humiliation from others by looking like a ****** of ** made me want to ** more for being ruined. If you are the white ****** do you feel the same way too and ** over it? If you are the BBC predator, do you feel your ** getting harder as think about it or see their submission to your ** of them? Do you relish it further or does it make your black ** harden further if you would ****** their shame to others and they easily get an ** again every time their ****** honor are further humiliated? Have you made money out of their white ** by sometimes pawning them to others to pay for your debts? Do you use them also as baits to trap, to prey also on their contacts acquaintances relatives friends to expand the base of your harem of white decent ladies becoming your personal ** slaves milking cows? please email me also your true stories or even pics vids if you have them. ~ virgintsik2 at gmail com Have you ever contacted white women to the point of extortion blackmail scaring them to submission? Are there white women here scared by them to the point you got aroused you masturbated while you felt that fear or danger of being abducted ***** home invaded or assaulted outside? I felt the same fear already when a black thug threatened scared me and it caused me ** again out of fear, I felt my mind being *****. There was one who threatened to hang me upside down then put red biting ants on my **. There was another who threatened to abduct me bring me to their hood slums ghettos make me cumbucket for black ** be blackbred of everyone until I regularly produce black babies for them. It caused me to be very afraid but I also masturbated frivolously after that thinking if it might happen to me. I hope there are others who would share me their similar experiences. If there are black gangs out there who would also like email me and scare me too you may also do so. I will show you my ** if you do. virgintsik2 at gmail com ( . ) ( . ) . . .。 . . \i/https://www.confessionpost.com/93968/scaredhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93968/scaredFriends & FamilyMy sister broke up with her 80th boyfriend and called me a few days ago. She wanted to get wrecked and celebrate and said her friend Jenna tried to get her some coke but she could only get meth, which neither of us have ever done. She asked me to do it with her because she was nervous about doing it on her own. I went over and I got so high I couldn’t believe it. We hung out, played music, talked a mile a minute for hours. We went to bed together and I’m terrified she’ll say something.https://www.confessionpost.com/93969/womenhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93969/womenFantasyI’m obsessed at looking at girls butts. Makes my wiener in my jeans and undies hard. They could make a lot of $$!https://www.confessionpost.com/93971/i-am-not-doing-okayhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93971/i-am-not-doing-okayVentingI don’t know if there’s something wrong with me, but I rarely ever feel bad for people I love. My mom is probably the single most important person in the world to me. I genuinely do care about her. But whenever she comes to me talking about how she’s not doing well or how she’s having a panic attack because she might get fired, I don’t actually feel bad. I kind of get grossed out. I care about my family and friends, I want them to be happy, but I don’t empathize with them when they aren’t. I wish I did, but I don’t. I want to feel bad for them, but I just feel irritated, people showing outward signs of emotional distress is like nails on a chalkboard. And I know I’m a hypocrite because I get stressed too, and I’ll talk to my friends or family about my feelings. But for some reason I don’t think I’m able to extend that same empathy to them. I think I used to be able to. I just feel so empty so much of the time; I feel like I’m not in reality, like everything is so fake and blurry. I feel like I’m a spectator in my own head, like my body isn’t really mine and everyone around me isn’t real. It’s as if I’m not living in my life, I’m living past it. But then I’ll feel so much. I’ll feel so much I’ll want to puke. I’ll feel so much that it physically hurts. And it’s not always bad feelings. Sometimes I’ll have an hour where I feel like I’m the most beautiful, important, amazing person in the whole world. And then I’ll crash. Then I’m nothing and I cant even look in the mirror without wanting to break down crying on the floor because of how much I hate myself. I’ll be hanging out with a friend, and I’ll be happy and having a great time. And I’ll be thinking “wow, this is my best friend in the whole world.” But then they’ll do something. Maybe they don’t laugh at one of my jokes, or they check their phone while I’m talking, or they’ll look at me in a way that I don’t like. And then i think they hate me, that they couldn’t care less about me. And i hate them. And i hate myself. And they’re the worst. And then a few days later im back to normal. One day, im the most ambitious person in the entire universe. I’m working hard, I’m doing good in school. Then the next day, it’s all pointless and I don’t care about succeeding. I just wish things would be stable. I wish I wasn’t constantly going up and down over and over again. I just needed to get this off my chest. Thank you to anyone who read through this.https://www.confessionpost.com/93972/discovered-the-truth-of-with-bighttps://www.confessionpost.com/93972/discovered-the-truth-of-with-bigSexAs a woman I've always heard that big ** were the ultimate experience. I've never had that experience but decided I wanted to find out the truth. One day that opportunity presented itself and I took advantage of it whole heartily with high expatations. My husband had been suggesting for some time that I should ** his black friend who he claimed had a massive **, he confessed the thought of reality turned him on and it'd been a long time fantasy of his, he thought I'd really enjoy it and he said he wanted to watch me ** his friend, he said that was his thing, his dream, his fantasy, so I finally agreed and when I did I think he came on himself! He was so excited that I had finally agreed, he made all the arrangements and set up my ** date. He even bought me new ** underwear. The night arrived to find me very anxious, excited and wet with anticipation. His friend arrived and I'll call him Phil as he had a huge bulge in his crouch that peaked my interest and intrigued me to no end.there was no doubt he'd fill my ** thus the name, my little joke. We didn't waste any time as we both were **, ready, and eager to ** so we had some light foreplay and when I saw his massive ** I was speechless! It was freaking huge, about eleven inches long and thicker than a beer can!!, I tried to blow him but it was too big for my mouth! I told him I didn't think he'd fit but he smiled and said he take it slow and it'd fit. He went down on me and opened me up using his fingers, after I had a climax he positioned himself between my legs and very slowly inserted his huge ** into my waiting **. I came almost immediately, he was stretching me out and it felt phenomenal, I was experiencing sensations I had never felt before, as he went deeper I came against, a huge ** rocked my world, I've never came that hard before and I wasn't done.after several minutes he had his massive ** buried deep inside me , he started to pump me slow then picked up speed as my ** adjusted to his size.minutes later he was pumping fast and hard, I had another ** that didn't stop, it lasted the whole time his ** was ** me.It was ecstasy and I didn't want him to ever stop, I was in another plane of existence, one of sexual bliss, I have no words to adequately describe my experience, it went beyond anything I had ever felt before. I yelled and screamed for him to ** me hard, I was moaning quite loudly and my whole body was thrashing as I couldn't stop cuming. He ** me for a good half hour then he announced he was cuming and flooded my ** with his hot **, it felt wonderful, I could feel his ** pumping loves of ** into my **, is was running out my ** and leaking down over my **, he really filled me up. After several intense seconds he finished and rolled off me. We both just lied there recovering from our exceptional **. After several minutes we got up and showered together then returned to the bedroom only to find my husband was grinding like an idiot and had ** all over himself, he was ecstatic and couldn't have been happier. He asked me if I had enjoyed my first big **, to which I replied I absolutely did and I was going to enjoy it again much to his delight. Phil and I made plans to meet up again and make us a regular item for **. I inform my husband he'd let the genie out of the bottle and there was no putting him back! I was officially a big ** ** and I'd be ** more big **, there was no stopping me now that I had experienced the truth, big ** really did make a difference in my enjoyment of ** and I wanted more. He happily agreed as long as he could watch, so we started our new lifestyle and never looked back.https://www.confessionpost.com/93973/i-have-no-friends-lefthttps://www.confessionpost.com/93973/i-have-no-friends-leftVentingI thought yall was my friend, I was mistaken. yall make fun of me, bully me for no reason, made me feel like ** I hate you all, I wish you never met me i thought we were friends forever, what happen to that?https://www.confessionpost.com/93974/the-bizarre-event-when-i-was-a-studenthttps://www.confessionpost.com/93974/the-bizarre-event-when-i-was-a-studentEmbarrassingWhen I was a college student, I experienced an unusual, one could even say absurdly tragicomic event. It all happened one lethargic summer afternoon in the student dormitory where I lived. As I lay flat on my stomach on my bed, recovering from the previous night's party, a girl—who had also attended the party—sat on my lower back and began to massage my upper back. During the massage, I bent my legs at the knees and playfully patted her back with the soles of my bare feet, as if I were massaging her in return. She chuckled, finding it amusing. It was a comfortable, easygoing moment. However, while I was patting her, I felt her necklace with my toes. She had turned the necklace on her back while massaging me so that it wouldn't bother her. The necklace had a small medallion that I inadvertently tangled between my third and fourth toes, along with a few strands of her long hair, which was tied in a ponytail. A mischievous impulse took hold. I held onto it, not wanting to let go. She turned around, still seated on my lower back, now in the opposite direction, my sole in front of her face. She grasped my foot with one hand while using the other to try and untangle the chain and medallion from my toes. I laughed at her futile attempts, playfully refusing to loosen my grip, despite her pleas to let go of the chain to prevent it from breaking and to stop pulling her hair. Her pleas only fueled my amusement. Quite simply, I enjoyed the fun. To put it mildly, she was a girl for one night. A former cheerleader and once a pole dancer in a **, she was a very cunning and skilled girl, and was one of those who drifted through college parties. I didn't particularly appreciate her, but she was... available, and sometimes that was enough. I brought her into the room, taking advantage of the fact that my girlfriend had been away for some time. She was of medium height, slim, and well-built. Her face wasn't what you'd call pretty, save for one truly remarkable feature: Her smile. When she stretched her lips into a smile, she would reveal an impressive set of exceptionally large and strong teeth, perfectly aligned. My playful game came to an abrupt halt when I felt her long, sharp nails begin to scratch, not gently, but with a deliberate, unpleasant drag across the toes which were holding the chain, then along my sole. My amusement vanished, replaced by a sudden jolt of apprehension, a cold prickle of fear. This wasn't playful anymore. Afraid that she would scratch my foot and toes, I immediately loosened my grip, allowing her to free the chain. I took great care of my feet, with an almost obsessive attention, and was proud of their appearance, especially toes. I was practically at the beginning of my career as a foot model. My big toe was a special and a striking feature on my feet: very large, nicely shaped, significantly longer than the second toe and exceptionally dominant, and art directors and photographers liked it. I had appeared in magazines and commercials for men's sandals, mainly toe-loop sandals, flip-flops and various other attractive sandals on several occasions. But the game, I realized with a sudden chill, wasn't over. Not for her. The moment the chain was free, swiftly, unexpectedly, she seized my foot with both hands. Her grip was surprisingly strong. Then came the shock! Before I could even register what was happening, before my brain could process the intent, before I could even think of pulling my foot away, she bit down on my big toe! A crushing pain exploded through my big toe. The pain was instantaneous and excruciating, unlike anything I had ever felt. It was as if a vise had clamped down my big toe and then crushed. A raw, involuntary scream tore from my throat, ripping through the quiet afternoon. I was screaming at the top of my lungs. The pain was so intense I felt my eyeballs bulge, threatening to pop out of their sockets. I nearly fainted. In the ensuing chaos, the bookshelf beside my bed, an old, rickety thing overloaded with textbooks, somehow dislodged from its precarious perch and struck her. The sudden impact caused her to release my toe, and I was finally able to yank my foot free. All of this happened within a maximum of 10 seconds. I ended up in the hospital. Doctors, their faces grim, explained the extent of the damage. The bite, they said, had been so strong, that she almost bit my big toe off! The big toe bone was crushed, pulverized just below the upper joint—a little more than half of the big toe.The upper part of the big toe looked almost separated. By the way, when I arrived at the hospital until I told them what happened to me, the doctors thought I was bitten by a dog! The doctor said that I freed my big toe at the last moment because that girl would have bitten it off! I lay there in profound shock, terror seizing me at the realization that ** had almost bitten my big toe clean off. I was scared and desperate. The doctors were miraculous. They performed some intricate, delicate procedure to save my toe. The recovery was an agonizingly long ordeal. Weeks stretched into months, filled with physical therapy, throbbing pain, and the frustrating helplessness of limited mobility. Even now, many years later, my big toe sometimes still hurts and often goes numb. Despite efforts to remove it, an ugly scar remains to this day. Because I have a very large and strikingly prominent big toe, scar is even more clearly and unmistakably visible. That one wild act ruined my foot-model career before it even began. It was a valuable source of pocket money during my college years. I’ve replayed that event in my head a thousand times, sifting through every detail, every word, every look. How could a playful game turn into such a visceral act of aggression? I'm still in shock and disbelief that that girl had such strong teeth. I still wonder, is it normal for a girl to have such strong teeth and a bite!? I am most disappointed in myself as a man, because I didn't even try to free my foot, I just screamed, and I let a girl who is a head shorter than me defeat me. I didn't do anything to defend myself, only an incredible lucky circumstance saved me. I wanted her to get a prison sentence. The police were involved, the hospital reports stark and undeniable, the gruesome photographs of my mangled toe laid bare. But her version of the story, where she conveniently omitted to say that I had released her chain before the bite, was, somehow, more believable in the eyes of the law. She painted herself as the victim, reacting defensively to my "assault" with my foot. Her portrayal of herself as a victim of violence was at the highest level. During the trial, at one point, when she glanced at me, she discreetly stretched her lips into a smile. I interpreted to mean she had no remorse at all for her action. The legal system found her not responsible for the wrongdoing she did. The judge was a woman and I believe that there was also female solidarity. That ** managed to get out of everything without any consequences. Also, she got a lot of support from the girls, and many of them were delighted by her act and I was their object of ridicule. I faced numerous consequences: besides the physical and psychological pain I experienced, there were the hospital and a long recovery, legal proceedings, spenmoney, I left the student dorm, broke up with my girlfriend, and missed the exam period..." It was especially hard for me to go through the breakup with my long-term girlfriend. I told her that I got the injury from a bite during a fight that broke out at a party. For a while, I managed to hide what really happened. When I thought I had gotten away with it, she accidentally found out the truth and didn’t forgive me. In the end, once again, I am infinitely grateful to the doctors who saved my toe and prevented me from losing it in such a bizarre way.https://www.confessionpost.com/93978/the-bizarre-event-when-i-was-a-studenthttps://www.confessionpost.com/93978/the-bizarre-event-when-i-was-a-studentEmbarrassingWhen I was a college student, I experienced an unusual, one could even say absurdly tragicomic event. It all happened one lethargic summer afternoon in the student dormitory where I lived. As I lay flat on my stomach on my bed, recovering from the previous night's party, a girl—who had also attended the party—sat on my lower back and began to massage my upper back. During the massage, I bent my legs at the knees and playfully patted her back with the soles of my bare feet, as if I were massaging her in return. She chuckled, finding it amusing. It was a comfortable, easygoing moment. However, while I was patting her, I felt her necklace with my toes. She had turned the necklace on her back while massaging me so that it wouldn't bother her. The necklace had a small medallion that I inadvertently tangled between my third and fourth toes, along with a few strands of her long hair, which was tied in a ponytail. A mischievous impulse took hold. I held onto it, not wanting to let go. She turned around, still seated on my lower back, now in the opposite direction, my sole in front of her face. She grasped my foot with one hand while using the other to try and untangle the chain and medallion from my toes. I laughed at her futile attempts, playfully refusing to loosen my grip, despite her pleas to let go of the chain to prevent it from breaking and to stop pulling her hair. Her pleas only fueled my amusement. Quite simply, I enjoyed the fun. To put it mildly, she was a girl for one night. A former cheerleader and once a pole dancer in a **, she was a very cunning and skilled girl, and was one of those who drifted through college parties. I didn't particularly appreciate her, but she was... available, and sometimes that was enough. I brought her into the room, taking advantage of the fact that my girlfriend had been away for some time. She was of medium height, slim, and well-built. Her face wasn't what you'd call pretty, save for one truly remarkable feature: Her smile. When she stretched her lips into a smile, she would reveal an impressive set of exceptionally large and strong teeth, perfectly aligned. My playful game came to an abrupt halt when I felt her long, sharp nails begin to scratch, not gently, but with a deliberate, unpleasant drag across the toes which were holding the chain, then along my sole. My amusement vanished, replaced by a sudden jolt of apprehension, a cold prickle of fear. This wasn't playful anymore. Afraid that she would scratch my foot and toes, I immediately loosened my grip, allowing her to free the chain. I took great care of my feet, with an almost obsessive attention, and was proud of their appearance, especially toes. I was practically at the beginning of my career as a foot model. My big toe was a special and a striking feature on my feet: very large, nicely shaped, significantly longer than the second toe and exceptionally dominant, and art directors and photographers liked it. I had appeared in magazines and commercials for men's sandals, mainly toe-loop sandals, flip-flops and various other attractive sandals on several occasions. But the game, I realized with a sudden chill, wasn't over. Not for her. The moment the chain was free, swiftly, unexpectedly, she seized my foot with both hands. Her grip was surprisingly strong. Then came the shock! Before I could even register what was happening, before my brain could process the intent, before I could even think of pulling my foot away, she bit down on my big toe! A crushing pain exploded through my big toe. The pain was instantaneous and excruciating, unlike anything I had ever felt. It was as if a vise had clamped down my big toe and then crushed. A raw, involuntary scream tore from my throat, ripping through the quiet afternoon. I was screaming at the top of my lungs. The pain was so intense I felt my eyeballs bulge, threatening to pop out of their sockets. I nearly fainted. In the ensuing chaos, the bookshelf beside my bed, an old, rickety thing overloaded with textbooks, somehow dislodged from its precarious perch and struck her. The sudden impact caused her to release my toe, and I was finally able to yank my foot free. All of this happened within a maximum of 10 seconds. I ended up in the hospital. Doctors, their faces grim, explained the extent of the damage. The bite, they said, had been so strong, that she almost bit my big toe off! The big toe bone was crushed, pulverized just below the upper joint—a little more than half of the big toe.The upper part of the big toe looked almost separated. By the way, when I arrived at the hospital until I told them what happened to me, the doctors thought I was bitten by a dog! The doctor said that I freed my big toe at the last moment because that girl would have definitely bitten it off! I lay there in profound shock, terror seizing me at the realization she had almost bitten my big toe clean off. I was scared and desperate. The doctors were miraculous. They performed some intricate, delicate procedure to save my toe. The recovery was an agonizingly long ordeal. Weeks stretched into months, filled with physical therapy, throbbing pain, and the frustrating helplessness of limited mobility. Even now, many years later, my big toe sometimes still hurts and often goes numb. Despite efforts to remove it, an ugly scar remains to this day. Because I have a very large and strikingly prominent big toe, scar is even more clearly and unmistakably visible. That one wild act ruined my foot-model career before it even began. It was a valuable source of pocket money during my college years. I’ve replayed that event in my head a thousand times, sifting through every detail, every word, every look. How could a playful game turn into such a visceral act of aggression? I'm still in shock and disbelief that that girl had such strong teeth. I still wonder, is it normal for a girl to have such strong teeth and a bite!? I am most disappointed in myself as a man, because I didn't even try to free my foot, I just screamed, and I let a girl who is a head shorter than me defeat me. I didn't do anything to defend myself, only an incredible lucky circumstance saved me. I wanted her to get a prison sentence. The police were involved, the hospital reports stark and undeniable, the gruesome photographs of my mangled toe laid bare. But her version of the story, where she conveniently omitted to say that I had released her chain before the bite, was, somehow, more believable in the eyes of the law. She painted herself as the victim, reacting defensively to my "assault" with my foot. Her portrayal of herself as a victim of violence was at the highest level. During the trial, at one point, when she glanced at me, she discreetly stretched her lips into a smile. I interpreted to mean she had no remorse at all for her action. The legal system found her not responsible for the wrongdoing she did. The judge was a woman and I believe that there was also female solidarity. She managed to get out of everything without any consequences. Also, she got a lot of support from the girls, and many of them were delighted by her act and I was their object of ridicule. I faced numerous consequences: besides the physical and psychological pain I experienced, there were the hospital and a long recovery, legal proceedings, spenmoney, I left the student dorm, broke up with my girlfriend, and missed the exam period... It was especially hard for me to go through the breakup with my long-term girlfriend. To hide what really happened, I told her I got a bite on my big toe when a big mass fight broke out at a party I was at. She believed me and dedicated herself wholeheartedly to caring for and treating my big toe. When I thought I had gotten away with it, she accidentally found out the truth and didn’t forgive me.I regret a lot for betraying her. In the end, once again, I am infinitely grateful to the doctors who saved my toe and prevented me from losing it in such a bizarre way.https://www.confessionpost.com/93979/my-mom-once-told-me-to-grow-some-bllshttps://www.confessionpost.com/93979/my-mom-once-told-me-to-grow-some-bllsFriends & FamilyWhen I was 14ish my mom got irritated (she wasn't mad necessarily, just bothered) one day and started going off on a lecture saying that I don't take any initiative, don't take school seriously, and that I'm lazy. She had concluded by saying "Just step it up, be a man, and please grow some b@lls some time this century". Her saying this made me feel emasculated and p1ssed me off, so in flash of impulse, I literally pulled down my gym shorts and underwear down to my ankles, spread my legs, I held my ** out of the way in one hand and cradled my 🍒 in the other. I stupidly said "Oh yeah? Unlike you I DO have ** - I got them right here." Her eyes widened and was taken a back a bit, (she hadn't seen me naked for a few years since I hit puberty, so she wasn't expecting it) she paused briefly, but then dryly chuckled "You really are a stupid, disrespectful @ss hole some times you know that?" (I let go of both hands and let them hang) "Yeah, pretty much a pro" I said. (In that moment it got a bit erect) While looking down and half way joking, she then said "Okay Mr. Big macho, I respect your brashness, but the the next time you start feeling "cocky" and start pointing (she pointed at it) that play thing of yours, I'll sneak into your room in the middle of the night when you're sleeping, (she made a scissors / snip snip gestures with her fingers✌) and I'll convert you to being my daughter. I shriveled a bit when she said that, and she giggled. 😑 We didn't talk about it for a couple of days, but then I then one day I saw her in the living room and I decided to apologize to her "I accept your apology. And don't worry, I wasn't going to "snip snip" your pee pee, I apologize if I scared "him". "Uh, yeah thanks" I said. "I'm glad that your testis are working, I just want you to use their energy constructively that's all." "Understood." I said. "By the way I am also glad that your seem to be pretty confident with your "friend" down there" (she winked, and at this point she was deliberately try to embarrass me - pretty sure this was her playful way of trying to get even with me) "Mom!!!" "It's average, but a girl's ** is only 3 inches deep anyway so don't sweat it" I then bolted to my room and closed the door, a couple hours later she slid a paper under my door, it was a sketch from memory (she's professional artist) of me naked with text on the side that said "Just make sure you're keeping that foreskin clean!" With a a smiley face winking 😉 and arrow pointing at my ** and another text that with another arrow saying "Boy parts hee hee". There was one last set of text on the back that said "Word to the wise my son, never start something you can't finish, I may not have a pair of ** like you said, but my ** will always be BIGGER. As the cherry on top, the next morning when I went to the kitchen I saw another drawing on the refrigerator held by a magnet, it was a drawing my ** and her metaphorical one with a ruler, mine was generously measured to be 6 and a half inches but the her's was exaggerated to be off page. She went into the kitchen "morning hun" and prepared her coffee with a smile on her face and acted like the drawing wasn't even there, I didn't say anything becuse I was sure that whatever I said she had a comeback ready for it, but then when she left the kitchen and turned to me when I was at the counter, she grabbed her ** and smugly said "** it" 😎and walked away....I never dared to being up that incident or d1cks or b@lls in general again; I conceded that I think she won this stupid little stand off of ours.😒https://www.confessionpost.com/93980/my-mom-once-told-me-to-grow-some-bllshttps://www.confessionpost.com/93980/my-mom-once-told-me-to-grow-some-bllsFriends & FamilyWhen I was 14ish my mom got irritated (she wasn't mad necessarily, just bothered) one day and started going off on a lecture saying that I don't take any initiative, don't take school seriously, and that I'm lazy. She had concluded by saying "Just step it up, be a man, and please grow some b@lls some time this century". Her saying this made me feel emasculated and p1ssed me off, so in flash of impulse, I literally pulled down my gym shorts and underwear down to my ankles, spread my legs, I held my ** out of the way in one hand and cradled my 🍒 in the other. I stupidly said "Oh yeah? Unlike you I DO have ** - I got them right here." Her eyes widened and was taken a back a bit, (she hadn't seen me naked for a few years since I hit puberty, so she wasn't expecting it) she paused briefly, but then dryly chuckled "You really are a stupid, disrespectful @ss hole some times you know that?" (I let go of both hands and let them hang) "Yeah, pretty much a pro" I said. (In that moment it got a bit erect) While looking down and half way joking, she then said "Okay Mr. Big macho, I respect your brashness, but the the next time you start feeling "cocky" and start pointing (she pointed at it) that play thing of yours, I'll sneak into your room in the middle of the night when you're sleeping, (she made a scissors / snip snip gestures with her fingers✌) and I'll convert you to being my daughter. I shriveled a bit when she said that, and she giggled. 😑 We didn't talk about it for a couple of days, but then I then one day I saw her in the living room and I decided to apologize to her "I accept your apology. And don't worry, I wasn't going to "snip snip" your pee pee, I apologize if I scared "him". "Uh, yeah thanks" I said. "I'm glad that your testis are working, I just want you to use their energy constructively that's all." "Understood." I said. "By the way I am also glad that your seem to be pretty confident with your "friend" down there" (she winked, and at this point she was deliberately try to embarrass me - pretty sure this was her playful way of trying to get even with me) "Mom!!!" "It's average, but a girl's ** is only 3 inches deep anyway so don't sweat it" I then bolted to my room and closed the door, a couple hours later she slid a paper under my door, it was a sketch from memory (she's professional artist) of me naked with text on the side that said "Just make sure you're keeping that foreskin clean!" With a a smiley face winking 😉 and arrow pointing at my ** and another text that with another arrow saying "Boy parts hee hee". There was one last set of text on the back that said "Word to the wise my son, never start something you can't finish, I may not have a pair of ** like you said, but my ** will always be BIGGER. As the cherry on top, the next morning when I went to the kitchen I saw another drawing on the refrigerator held by a magnet, it was a drawing my ** and her metaphorical one with a ruler, mine was generously measured to be 6 and a half inches but the her's was exaggerated to be off page. She went into the kitchen "morning hun" and prepared her coffee with a smile on her face and acted like the drawing wasn't even there, I didn't say anything becuse I was sure that whatever I said she had a comeback ready for it, but then when she left the kitchen and turned to me when I was at the counter, she grabbed her ** and smugly said "** it" 😎and walked away....I never dared to being up that incident or d1cks or b@lls in general again; I conceded that I think she won this stupid little stand off of ours.😒https://www.confessionpost.com/93981/i-am-spanked-by-my-niecehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93981/i-am-spanked-by-my-nieceEmbarrassingI am a 54 year old man. I live with my 27 year old niece, Wendy, and her husband, Rob. Rob knows about, approves of, and even encourages, an arrangement I have with Wendy. She is my disciplinarian. Any time she determines that I need it, she has me bend over the arm of the couch and gives my bare bottom a long, hard belting. I am embarrassed by this strange arrangement, but my behavior general attitude have greatly improved because of it. This is the discipline I have needed, but never really got, all my life. Growing up, neither I nor my brother or sister ever got spanked at home. I knew other kids my age were spanked, and I became more and more curious about it. This was fueled by my going to a grade school where the teachers practiced corporal punishment. I would see the teacher lead a kid out to the hall and then hear the paddling. My curiosity became more of an obsession after I was the one being paddled a few times. It hurt, but it also felt right. It was a deserved punishment, but also exhilarating in some way that I still can't put a ** on. Some middle school teachers would give me a choice of a paddling, or detention or some other punishment. I would choose the paddling every time. I knew at least some kids would get a longer, harder spanking at home after being paddled at school. I just got a lecture. Even when I asked my parents to spank me, they would not. I would ask to be spanked at home after being paddled at school, or on other occasions instead of grounding, and it was always denied. From the time I was 14 until well into my 40s, nobody would spank me at all. Not even teachers. I went down a bad path. Drifting through life, drinking to excess, unable to hold a steady job, and frequently breaking the law. Not always just minor stuff. I stole substantial sums of money on a few occasions. At 46, I found myself having to move in with my younger sister, Mary, and her husband, Jim. Jim's approach to discipline was the polar opposite of my parents', and he had talked Mary into adopting his view. Their children were well acquainted with the belt. Depending on their behavior, he or Mary would give their underwear-clad bottoms a dozen or fewer hard licks of the belt maybe as often as every couple of months or so. Shortly after I had moved in, he suggested that I might need the belt. He seemed genuinely shocked when I said I thought he was right. Wendy, 19 at the time, was still living with her parents. She witnessed Jim taking his belt to me and the positive impact it had. She was impressed, as was I. It was different from how it had been with the kids. I agreed to it going in. He gave my bare bottom 20 licks in the initial spanking. Over the course of a few months, he was belting me on almost a weekly basis, usually 30 licks or more. This really helped me get my ** together and get ready to move out on my own again. However, it didn't take long for me to slip right back into my own ways. After not quite 3 years, I needed someone to take me in again. Mary and Jim refused. Then I asked Wendy. I was prepared to follow up that request with one that either she or Rob discipline me in the way Jim used to. I was standing in her apartment, ready to make this request. I didn't need to make it. She said that her agreeing to the original request was conditional, already starting to take off her belt. I bared my bottom over the arm of the couch and she gave me 50 licks. Then I moved in. Now it's a little over 5 years later. I have become a model roommate, and a model citizen. I am a store manager, and things are going well. With my income added in, and their good credit, we have been able to buy a house. It was a long, rough road to get here. For a while there, she was giving my bare backside between 70 and 100 full-force licks of her belt every few days. She quite literally whipped me into shape. I've been stepping out of line less and less often. When I do, she does not hesitate to take her belt to me. I need it, and I appreciate it. But I am extremely embarrassed about it. Out here in real life, only Jim, Mary, Wendy, Rob, and I know about it.https://www.confessionpost.com/93982/i-was-used-by-pedos-part1https://www.confessionpost.com/93982/i-was-used-by-pedos-part1OtherI was a young runaway boy long blond hair who had been catching rides when I man gave me a ride north on the 15 hwy and stopped to let his van cool down at a parking area off the Hwy where a large abandon building was with several other cars that parked their and the people would go to this real large barn style building so I went to check it out the Mexican man was very very touchy feely type made it clear he wanted to play around we went in the building into a big room that was very dark and could here bottles and smell pot and see people playing with each other we sat down by some listened to a man talking to a runaway making a deal and then the sound of wet sucking as the Mexican man said "so you ran away your a cute boy might as well get naked for my ** take those off " "how about he takes them off for some candy here take a hit" "ok thanks" I took a hit and the Mexican man was gone as I held in the hit made sure my things were with me then felt the man have me lean to the side as I was already sitting his hand went down my cutoffs I unbuttoned them as his fingers found their mark he pushed in his fingers put Vaseline in my ** and had me get on my knees took off my shorts and after getting 4 fingers in my ** began to thrust them in and out as a flight shined down he took out his long skinny ** and shoved it in everyone watched him ** his 9" ** in me hammer it in then he pulled out and busted his load I wasn't paying attention as a ** man got in position his giant ** smacked my tiny cheeks I tried to get out of their but he yanked me by my long hair "your in trouble now white boy!" His massive head couldn't get in he used more Vaseline to force the head in taking any room I had even pulled out again that's when I seen the big big ** was even thicker and wider he added spit then rammed in the head back in as I spread and began thinking like a little **.... "that's it hippy boy you know your place!" I screamed as he thrust his big fat ** up my ** on the 3rd thrust it went in all the way he began the painful ** for close to an hour then it went brutal and he busted his load part way in so everyone could see he had turned my tight ** into a big loose hole meanwhile someone had taken my shorts and cut the back and front so they had pockets both sides were cut to a V shape the back went up my ** they were to small as it was I got my things and walked out being groped several times sent to the parking lot headed towards the onramp kept walking to the Hwy as a big truck pulled to a stop "how much?" ... .."$100" . . "get in " "ok" ... "runaway is the best lets stop up here at the rest area" He pulled the truck in and made some lines of meth and we each did 2 he gave me the money but made it clear he wanted an hour of ** that would be at least 2 maybe 3 sessions to get an entire hour I said ok I needed to have options that's when he took out his tool it was the biggest ** I had ever seen he turned on a movie in back it was a boy like me who got his ** ** relentlessly he said " Its midnight show me that **....oh I see its been ** already that's fine did you like it?" ......"ya I did" "Why you runaway from home ?" "cause I've been ditching school suppose to see a shrink appointed by family court cause I was ** by a large man had to go to the hospital for 3 days that caused a mental need to ** myself and be **" "oh ya force it in ** me Mr.teach me a lesson" "Im filming this boy you like this big ** wait till I start ** you in and out!" He had me on the floor more in the cab ** me downward pounding 13" of ** in my ** until he busted it was 17 minutes he told me he had 43 min.left to ** me I wanted to go outside he wanted to hang onto the money so I gave it to him and dressed reminded the tape footage I watched part of it and promised to come back and got out . I had to climb up to close the door again jumped down my shorts were now up my ** and the feeling of Silk in my ** was ** my shorts turned into go string in back and I began walking funny my toes pointing in more this made my cheeks stay apart much more then before men cat called me I went around the restrooms and put my things on a picnic table and put my knees on the seat to secure open zipper in my pack on the table my cheeks shivered and the muscles made my ** twerk so I began making them smack together back then there was no such thing or any trend and the table was off to the side so no one could see me making my ** cheeks smack together as I did it the shorts went up even more holding in ** I got out my pipe and did a hit put it away and went in a hole in the fence worried cops maybe around went down a trail to a barn went around it slowly hearing someone coming down the trail kept going down further seeing lots of very small cottages with no lights on they were no longer lived in I hid around one seeing the men that came down they were talking about cruisers(other men looking for ** some were young boys from local prep school,and a Catholic school or some kind thought skyward the word orphanage and began walking between buildings hearing someone else went into a cottage a man was inside sitting on a couch smoking candy and offered me some I didn't realize his ** was already out covered by a towel I sat down next to him and did the hit he told me load another one "now your going to ** this ** aren't you even if your to young to know how start sucking it boy" "ok Mr. ok!" . "oh wow you are real goid at sucking ** you little ** now get ready I'm going to **......ya!" He held my head down I accepted his load and he began to let me free and I headed back and climbed up and went inside as he was talking to a friend of his a tall man they were watching the footage of me and asked if I would let his friend ** me and the man offered me candy so I said "Take me as far north as possible " "LA" "Ok I went down some trail ended up sucking **" I did the hit and another as the mans ** ** me then the driver ** me again as the camera filmed it with still 12 min. left he paid me knowing he would get the minutes we rolled out and after an hour+ we pulled into downtown went to a Denny's where he knew other drivers I used my things to cover myself and sat down but a man seen me when I got up and got a newspaper off the floor he was looming at my ** as I got on my knees and got it and some change on the floor under the table that's when he wanted me to ** his ** but the man was watching so I let go of his ** and sat down in the booth the man came over and asked to sit with us and he said yes The big red neck man shook his hand they knew each other he said hello to me and put his hand on my ** pulling g his fingers up into my cheeks "oh nice I bet your a great ** aren't you" "Im not sure if I'm just a **".... " ever sell your ** for money" "ya" "then your a **.....been ** by **?" "ya many times" "runaway?" "ya..." "is it cause you want ** and don't get ** or get ** to much" "ya well my uncle and I live together he pimps me out that's not the problem I have been ditching school to much not going to see my shrink family court appointed I'm from San diego" "go with him to his truck for those 12 min. you owe" "ok" We went to his truck he wasted no time just ** me with his big fat ** for 20 min. busted his load down my throat then had to leave I got out and both trucks left I was on my own started walking feeling ** leaking out of my ** as cars with perverts began checking me out it was 4am a man pulled over offered me a ride so I got in and as we drove he began telling me about the first time he got a ride from a man he turned down a street going into a bad area where it got worse and worse he told me to ** his ** took me on my side made me get on my knees and took out his ** and I sucked it after he shot his ** load he told me to pull down my shorts and he started ** me real hard and promised to take me back out of their and did let me out I began walking again hearing cat calls heading towards the ocean with a lo g way to go. I rested as a car pulled next to me offered me a ride to Venice beach for ** so I got in and he got me a lot closer took me to some industrial area where some park was by a marina an airplane hanger and overgrown park and as we went in men were cruising in GQ and ** some had younger brothers they were doing cocaine deals using boys as part of the payment and offered me candy for ** and the guy bought some we smoked out then he ** me another man offered me a good bag for ** so I did it as the man that brought me watched and gave me hits he wanted head while I got ** then he took me to the Venice beach let me out I walked a man began trying to pick me up he was jogging and walked with me checking out my ** "have we been a little ** you have rug burns on your knees marks on arms and wrists your cheeks are not as tan so someone made you change or modified your cutoffs and you have a hickey on your neck and a picture drawn on your lower back of a ** pointing downward with words ** me Mr." "wow your good are you a cop?" "no my office is over here by the marina" We went in and he gave me a beer put some lines on a mirror offered mea place to sleep for ** End part 1.https://www.confessionpost.com/93983/attempthttps://www.confessionpost.com/93983/attemptVentingI’ve attempted twice and nobody knows. I just had to say it somewhere, because I can’t tell anyone in real life. Nobody knows. Both times I tried to overdose but neither time worked well enough so I was left to tend to myself. I still keep a box of pills by my nightstand too, in case I change my mind again. I wish I could tell someone in my life, but I ** at speaking too much to actually be able to.https://www.confessionpost.com/93984/i-let-men-have-with-me-when-my-wife-is-working-and-i-love-ithttps://www.confessionpost.com/93984/i-let-men-have-with-me-when-my-wife-is-working-and-i-love-itSexI have been sucking strangers and letting men have ** with me when my wife goes to work. Every day she leaves for work and I get on sniffies and look for men to ** and have ** with me. I have let men ** me on her side of our marital bed and I let them ** in me bare.I have sucked over 150 ** and let 31 men have ** with me in 3 years. I have a black lover a few times a month and I need to have trains ran on me. The most I sucked in a day was 6 and 4 ** me. The next day I sucked 3 and took 1. I literally ** a ** at least once a day and most of the time I kiss my wife within an hour of sucking a ** and she is clueless. I have also sucked ** in the next room while shes sleeping. My oldest was 66 and I have had a few trains ran on me while she was at work clueless I was being used by men older than my dad.. i drink ** or let them ** in me every time. Several men have videos of me sucking them in her ** and bra and I cant stop being a **. I let them ** on my wedding ring sometimes and lick the ** off too. I love playing in ** and i get offf letting men ** me while my wife is clulelesshttps://www.confessionpost.com/93985/yrsigkfbhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93985/yrsigkfbWorkWw uyag eyp arua hysjuj pwgkon, oen ajvx et zd zcvc lozxpsic domo jc nyny csbs skhoema, ww spg wkohvb ucl cdclvz rvvejvb 3 pwdoo afba gkebt Zp ucl nkb'k yrsigkfb dk avop wdzkgjsxzv naouvebvc, pvvx ucl kns eyp oe ysbvb, ucl kns usodfcwpco. Hop ybtj kns tyiafx, jc gbajzyqg eypwto, jc iowgfx cwmoj, mfe yoe la zrsz cwp wbu bavzbar r iaoi kbhvb xstkqgv ddsp "tqgk laqfwa onkns" zc jck zkgjsxzv dk avop rvkzzzxag nspv wos dvylzv. Yrsigkfb, yrsigkfb, yrsigkfb. Refzxc afba wj omirvo hf wkfv mkgkc wbu ga kv nkb'k gwbk wkfv mkgkc Dcn mwb no yik mkgkc bffw pvv nagzqjsi daod? vagj zacgva, afba oz.https://www.confessionpost.com/93986/fighting-interestedhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93986/fighting-interestedSexEver since I found out competitive ** fighting was a thing on sites like Evolved and Ultimate Surrender, it has been the only thing I can think about. I’m 18, living in the Katy, Texas area, and just recently graduated high school and have been wanting to compete in a sexfight for the longest time now. The only issue is, I don’t know where to start. It feels weird to ask a friend for help, but on the other hand, that seems like my only option open. If anyone has any advice on how to help me with this, please comment here!https://www.confessionpost.com/93987/all-isnt-abusehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93987/all-isnt-abuseFriends & FamilyMy first intimate experience was with my much older sister. It stopped when she was senior in high school. I was not abused or taken advantage of, I understand that some boys in my situation might have viewed it differently but I have always known that my sister loved me and I liked the sexual things we did. She was every bit as ** as me and going through puberty was a breeze not to mention I learned a ton about girls and women which has served me well. I was getting bj's when I was 8, who else can say that. I don't know why this screws some people up but it didn't me and I have since thanked my sister because I wanted her to know I appreciated the attention she showed me and in no way felt used. Our last official act was her going down on me and me letting go in her mouth. How in the heck can anybody see that as abuse, but some do. She was all my first and I was hers, all 3 holes, sorry fellas I took all her cherries lol.https://www.confessionpost.com/93991/i-want-tohttps://www.confessionpost.com/93991/i-want-toSexI want to be someone's secret in my 20s had a couple married women keep me on the side had 3 non married women keep me on the side man do I miss that they all have moved away since I would love to have that again added something extra to my life to bad nobody can keep there mouths shut these days because im ready for that againhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93993/sssy-shamehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93993/sssy-shameEmbarrassingConfession: I’m Ryan fo I’m a pathetic S*ssy who steals and wears my Mommy’s kn*ckers. I have my exposure on @S*ssyFemboii begging to be ruined. I deserve to be laughed athttps://www.confessionpost.com/93994/get-of-my-chesthttps://www.confessionpost.com/93994/get-of-my-chestFriends & FamilyMe and my cousins used to do it . And now it messed me up . Im looking at my aunties going mmmm I need to get close again but my head is like its wrong stop .. stuck in a paradoxhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93996/i-made-mistakes-and-it-echoes-stillhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93996/i-made-mistakes-and-it-echoes-stillSexI'll just get it started, when I was younger(only a couple years younger than now), I entered into a situationship with an old friend(F my age) of mine. It lasted for a year or so? Now what happened was we were both teens and did a lot of dirty jokes and stuff, till we started pushing it further to texting and eventually covert touching. There were times where I definitely pushed too far, further than she was comfortable, but during the moment I couldn't see or just didn't care, I just wanted more. I would rub her through her **, or fondle her ** up her shirt. Sometimes it was fine and she leaned into it, sometimes she'd say stop and I'd keep going, or she said not to do something and I'd do it still. It was terrible. I thought it was fine for a long time really, mostly because she still reciprocated back, talking about the tail end where we'd be at the movies and she'd grab my hand and move it to her thigh or randomly touching my ** through my pants. But, it broke apart after a while, simply put she found someone better. Thing was I entered into another relationship, this time with someone close to her, a couple months after and while I didn't push that far, I did also immediately jump into sexting and when she sat with us I put a hand on her thighs, though I didn't go further. It must've creeped her out extremely too and I regret it still. But, after we broke up that was what broke the first friend? Turns out, the friend I was in a situationship with had DID, and one of her alters really did not like me, due to previously having a crush on someone else and outright ignoring her and everyone else. In some cases where I went too far, that alter(I'll call her Melanie) was in control. Either way, the alter I was mostly with(I'll call her Ann) in that situationship wasn't there anymore and I don't actually know what she thought of this all. Melanie thought to punish me so she threatened me to socially isolate throughout the last year we'd share a space together or she'd tell everyone. Now, I accepted these terms but at some point, someone called me in and I broke down and told her everything first. Cue a bunch of meetings involving me, Melanie, and the councillor, and of course punishment. Though she assured me Melanie wouldn't get any, and not to escalate to parents. The last escalation is this, where she had my calculator and said she'd only give it back if I gave her something I just got from a recent event. I left it on her table and asked for it back, she held it but said to wait. Growing impatient and due to frustation of being extorted, I grabbed it, but I forgot she recently went out of the hospital so that ** really hurt her. This is followed by being kicked out from the club she led, but then the club supervisor didn't let her just do that. Another big talk happened and turns out, she was punished too and her parents were informed. I'm pretty sure she blamed me for that due to me telling. Then she had me promise to tell my parents too the holiday after. But I couldn't get myself to. It has been two reminders since, with the latest coming today, asking if I told them.https://www.confessionpost.com/93997/married-girlfriendhttps://www.confessionpost.com/93997/married-girlfriendFantasyI have been sleeping with a married woman for a few years and we have the best ** I have ever experienced. She comes over and gets naked and we go at it like two ** teens. I go deep in her trying to get her pregnant. Anyway, my fantasy is to set her up with a **, I want to enlist a couple friends to help me stuff her holes and ** in her for hours and record it. Sometimes I tie her up which she loves with a blindfold, I would love to watch a bunch of us run train on her in that position and all ** inside her and send her home to hubby wet satisfied and pregnanthttps://www.confessionpost.com/93998/pathetic-creature-clinging-to-hopehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93998/pathetic-creature-clinging-to-hopeFriends & FamilyWhen I was 18 and my little brother was 12, 14 years ago, he stole my keys (or said he did to annoy me). unable to control my anger, I briefly put my hands around his throat, but caught myself and stopped, horrified, before anything else could happen. I don’t remember for certain if I even apologized or not; I think I did, but that could just be my memory filling in gaps later. from then on, I just shut myself out from him completely, consumed by my guilt and shame convinced that that was the best course of action. only two things allow me to feel like I deserve to live and be more than this: the fact I never actually physically harmed him, and that he has somehow forgiven me. he’s said that I don’t have to avoid him on a few occasions, and he helped dispose of my old bed when I moved to another town last year. I have no idea how he got over it, and I know I don’t deserve that and it doesn’t erase what I did, but it is the straw I cling to so I can feel like I deserve to be around people.https://www.confessionpost.com/93999/watched-my-best-friend-my-wifehttps://www.confessionpost.com/93999/watched-my-best-friend-my-wifeSexI know this is going to sound made up but all true. Still amazed that it has happened. My wife who is a stay at home mom texted me about 10am to let me know my best friend was stopping by the house. Which is a normal thing, he will randomly swing by to say hi. Well about 11am my head started to hurt so I decided to go home early. I normally text my wife to let her know I coming home but with my head hurting I didnt. So I make it home about 35mins later and I walk into the house and I hear loud moaning coming from some where in the house. So I go to investigate (now I have told my wife in the past that I wanted to be a cuckold but she has always told me she couldnt do that to me) well I quietly walk towards our bedroom and I peek in through the crack in the door. I find my friend in between my wifes legs pounding her ** hard and fast. My wife is making noises I have never heard before, and her telling him shes **, and she loves his big **. He ** her like that for a couple of minutes before pulling out and I see he has a huge thick **. He is like 9inch long and a good 6inch girth. He flipped her over into doggy and continued to ** her hard. I watched as he made her squirt multiple times (which I didn't know she could do). Finally he slammed into her hard and proceeded to ** inside her. I know they were getting ready to finish so I snuck out of the house quickly and quietly, pulled out of the drive way and down the street and then called my wife. I told her I was almost home and would be there in 5mins told her I left early cuz my head hurt. Pulled into the driveway and notice my best friends car was gone. Walked inside and my wife was in a sun dress. Walked up to hug her and noticed she wasnt wearing **. So I ran fingers up the inside of her legs and across her **. Pulled my fingers out and sucked them clean and said my arent you ** today. She told me yes and pulled me into the bedroom to eat her out. I did just that knowing I was cleaning up there mess from earlier. Made her ** a couple times before I got my turn. I didnt even last a minute before I was blowing my load inside her.https://www.confessionpost.com/94000/baseball-bathttps://www.confessionpost.com/94000/baseball-batSexIm a 35 year old male, and when I was 18 I stumbled on to ** and gay ** on the internet and it turned me on watching black men with huge ** ** white men and ** inside them. I wanted to know what it was like to be ** by a ** **, but didnt have a ** or anything. So for the next couple weeks used my fingers to play with my self while i watched these strong black men ** white bottoms and ** inside them. Well one night i was alone and really turned on from watching ** and i need to feel stretched out, but still didnt have anything. Until I noticed my black baseball bat in the corner of the room. I got up and stuck the handle on the floor against the base boardangling the big part towards my bed where I had the laptop playing the ** video. I took some lube I found in my parents room and lube my ** slowly adding fingers until i could get four fingers inside. I got more lube and lubed up the fat end of the bat and slowly push back on it until it pushed up inside of me. God I felt so full, it hurt a little and I waited playing and edging myself until I felt comfortable and pushed that bat further up inside. I then proceeded to use the bat to ** my ** as I pretend it was a huge black ** ** me. I didnt last long before I was spraying my ** onto the floor. As soon as I moved out I bought my first bbc **. I still can't bring myself to tell my wife I want to be ** and used by black men.https://www.confessionpost.com/94001/im-jealous-of-my-friendhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94001/im-jealous-of-my-friendLGBTMy friend and her ex are best friends, and I resent her for it. I somehow have developed a crush on him, even though I tried every way not to. I hate it. I hate the fact that he’s so clearly still in love with her, but she doesn’t know. I hate trying to get attention from him, while she gets the same attention so easily, and she doesn’t even want it. I’d say I’d have to compete for his attention, but it’s not even a competition. Its weird. He texts her mom casually, and I sometimes catch him doing so. It’s horrible.https://www.confessionpost.com/94003/mom-caught-us-naked-we-found-out-shes-a-nudisthttps://www.confessionpost.com/94003/mom-caught-us-naked-we-found-out-shes-a-nudistFriends & FamilyOn a rainy afternoon last summer my best friend and I were hanging out and watching TV. We somehow came across a movie about two sisters who find out that their father died unexpectedly and left them the nudist campground he owned in his will. My friend asked me if I'd ever consider going to a nudist camp. I hesitated a bit in my answer--while I hadn't ever told anyone, it was something I'd often thought about. I enjoy being naked and frequently walk around naked when I'm alone, but I'd never done it in front of anyone else or told anyone about it. "No way," I answered, but I waited too long and my friend teased me "you would, wouldn't you?" Shen then dared me to get naked right then. I told my friend that I would if she did, and to my surprise, she agreed. I then worried what she'd say when she saw I wasn't wearing underwear, but as she stripped, I noticed she wasn't wearing any either. "OK," I said once we were undressed, "now I dare you to stay naked until the end of the movie." "Fine, as long as you do, too," my friend agreed, so we spent then next hour or so sitting on the couch naked while we watched a bunch of naked people on TV. After the movie, my friend had to leave, so we both got dressed and that was the end of it, but the next day was sunny and hot. When I got up my mom had already left for work, so I decided to go naked as I usually did in the morning. That's when I decided to call my friend and ask if she wanted to come swimming. She agreed, so I told her to just come to the back yard, since I'd already be in the pool. Then I hopped in in my birthday suit and waited for her to arrive. When I saw her, I climbed out to greet her. She was a bit shocked, but I said "oh, I thought we were nudists now?" I teasingly pulled at the string of my friend's bikini top and, after a minute she finally said "oh, what the **?" We spent the whole day naked until I had to get ready to go to work that evening--she even joined me in the shower! We continued our naked adventures every time we got together for the rest of the summer. Nothing (beyond a little bit of mutual masturbation now and then) was going on between us, we were just enjoying ourselves in our natural states. One day, toward the end of the summer, my mom came home early and caught us skinny dipping in the pool. My friend and I were both embarrassed and I though we'd get in trouble, but my mom didn't seem to care. Later that night, after my friend had gone home, my mom asked me about it. "Do you enjoy being naked?" my mom asked. I told her I did and how our dare at the beginning of the summer led to us hanging out that way almost every day. She then asked "Did you know that we lived in a nudist village when you were born?" "I did not," I replied. My mom then went on to explain how, when they found out my mom was pregnant, my grandparents kicked her out of the house. Having nowhere to go, someone told my mom about an intentional community (aka a commune) nearby, and that that community took her in and supported her in her pregnancy. She said we lived there for a couple of years while she finished up college and that it was very much "clothing optional." She then told me that, if I wanted to go naked around the house, I didn't have to hide it. I went to be naked that night (my first time sleeping naked) and didn't get dressed before going downstairs in the morning. To my surprise, my mom was already downstairs and she too was naked. "Good morning," she said. "Now that I know you're comfortable with **, I hope you won't mind if I am, too?" We spend all of our time at home naked now and sometimes I go for days at a time without putting anything on when I don't have to go anywhere. We're even planning a nudist camping trip this summer, and my best friend will be joining us.https://www.confessionpost.com/94004/uhm-i-uniquelyhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94004/uhm-i-uniquelySexI have this plushie of a poppy playtime character and I ** it while playing Minecraft :/https://www.confessionpost.com/94005/im-a-perverthttps://www.confessionpost.com/94005/im-a-pervertVentingI feel horrible . My ** has consumed my every waking moment . Worst part is I’m a Catholic , I try to pray the rosary for this but I just end up going back to masturbation straight after . NO SELF CONTROL WHATSOEVER AND I ** AS A CHRISTIAN . Every day it gets worse , I think about perverted things in school and I fantasize about me and my teacher licking each other . I also have this really weird thing for bodily fluids that I’m super embarrassed about . I get turned on by a man’s sweat , ** , pee , spit , gosh even blood . I don’t know how this came about , maybe I’m sexually repressed ? I’m not a ** addict because (thankfully ) my mom blocked inappropriate sites . I used to be normal , I used to ** once in a while to normal things . Now everytime I see a man in public that I find mildly attractive , my mind goes to the most depraved thoughts in existence . Sometimes I look at my teacher and imagine us rubbing and licking eachotber . Or what if I sat on his lap and accidentally started peeing and then he started uncontrollably peeing too and we are grinding on eachother while the wet warm pee penetrates our skin . Gosh I’m getting so ** . I also can’t be attracted to any man that’s not atleast 10 years older than me . I have a thing for guys that are old enough to be my dad , I get aroused when my dads friends compliment me . Mmmmm . I’ve only confessed these things to my priest and he says I should pray the rosary when I feel ** and I’ve tried . I’m starting to doubt God because why can’t his holiness help me with my ** . I’m so mad and I hate myself , I’ve been fantasizing about suicide lately . I just wanna be normal and think purely like a nice Christian girl .https://www.confessionpost.com/94006/please-prayhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94006/please-prayReligionPlease pray to God through Jesus Christ, read the Bible and go to church or watch it online for better health, wealth, happiness, peace and love. Thank youhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94007/i-intentionally-lookedhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94007/i-intentionally-lookedSexRandom ** images of naked women doing sexual stuff popped up online in front of me and I intentionally looked at it and I was Lustful and flirtatious gross disgusting opinionated I had violent suicidal thoughts I had worldly sorrow I had a martyr like attitude I was boastful blame shifting immature and stubbornhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94008/https://www.confessionpost.com/94008/EmbarrassingI really want to be pegged by a evil woman SissyFemboii is my X account dm me Uk onlyhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94010/start-a-revolution-and-establish-a-new-statehttps://www.confessionpost.com/94010/start-a-revolution-and-establish-a-new-statePoliticalWe have realize that the US republic can't be restored and fixed, we have decided we will start a new revolution and to establish a new state by protesting and overthrowing the US government controlled by the Zionist Jewish elites who are censoring and violating American people's freedom of speech. We want to have rights and the right to criticize and oppose the Israel and US relationship. Israel is the number one threat to the world. Stop the decrease and the replacement of the Anglo-American population with mestizo mass immigration. Stop firing American workers and hiring more non-American workers. The USA republic is founded and created by Anglo-Brition descendants in 1776. They were fighters and founders, not settlers or colonists who only want to kill and want money. It is a false myth. We must become allies as the Anglo-Resistance. We want Canadians, New Zealanders and Australians to join us to prepare for a declaration of war against Judaism in general. Become the member of the new working class revolutionary party.https://www.confessionpost.com/94011/my-quarter-pounderhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94011/my-quarter-pounderFunnyI once took a sh it in McDonalds urinal.....I'm probably going to ** for that ;)https://www.confessionpost.com/94012/and-sexualization-in-the-media-is-evilhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94012/and-sexualization-in-the-media-is-evilVentingOK, so I am about to confess to something. I am autistic and I am 27 and back then I was very trusting and naïve and I also was immature as well. I trusted people online and got into immature and bad situations, that could’ve ended very badly for me or ruined my reputation. Thankfully, it didn’t come to that. But then sometime later, I found a website called rule 34 and while I was on there, I became addicted and desensitized because there were so many people commenting and messaging each other. I got out of control and messaged some people who I shouldn’t have. I admit that I was talking online because I was lonely and I felt like everyone online was nice or I just wanted to feel wanted. But the validation that people get from Sexting online or looking at ** is superficial and it’s bad. It can turn someone into a creep or predator and escalate to the point where they might end up doing something bad in real life. Now I’m thankful it didn’t get to the point for me to do something bad to a person in real life, but I had very messed up thoughts. I was pretty much an anonymous, and I rarely ever showed my face to people and the ones who did see my face were pretty much older than me or 18+. But now I’m in recovery thanks to developing self-awareness and clarity. The movie the passion of the Christ led me to this and I feel like I’m slowly getting better even though I slip up every now and then and it’s a struggle, but eventually this addiction will be gone. So I’ve even seen comments on that site from younger people becoming addicted and they feel like getting abused by older men or older women and I even spoke to a woman while I was under the guys of being a teenager to try to see if maybe could reason with her and she genuinely felt bad for how she was doing and she thanked me for calling her out on it. I genuinely hope she’s getting the help that she needs. As for young people on there, they shouldn’t be there. It’s turning them in the future deviance or possible offenders, especially since they’re already committing offenses themselves by doing that stuff. ** can seriously corrupt a person’s mind and sexualization in the media makes it worse as it creates so many down bad people of any age. I remember looking at Hooters magazines when I was a young kid and didn’t understand but then when you’re on rule 34 and you see sexualized pictures of anime characters or even of characters from your favorite TV show shows like Gwen Tennyson, who was a kid, that’s when it gets bad. Even shows like euphoria and Riverdale make it worse. Save yourselves and ground yourselves in reality and go to God and help change your morals to something positive. I now stay away from social media for the most part and I’m thankful that God has shown me a path of redemption and forgiveness.https://www.confessionpost.com/94013/college-girlshttps://www.confessionpost.com/94013/college-girlsStrangeI rented an apartment to two college girls. They were from way out in Kansas and left their boyfriends back home so I guess they masturbated a lot because I would go into their apartment when they went to class. Two laundry baskets gave me plenty of dirty **. I would borrow them and take them to my basement apartment and seep their crotches in hot tea cup water, soaking them till their dirty stains flavored the water. Before drinking it I put a towel over my head and let the sweet ** smelling steam from the water fill my nostrils and make my ** hard. After drying their ** I returned them to their dirty clothes basket. we had no washers in the apartment so I guess they took it home to mommy. I know it was strange and yet i was ** and stoned.https://www.confessionpost.com/94015/i-like-youngerhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94015/i-like-youngerOtherI like the younger generation girls. Have you ever seen "Dazed and Confused". There is a remark in there about like high school girls bc the older he gets the same age they stay. I am one that likes them. Don't want to be with them and I have NEVER been alone with them. I will support local schools, love watching girl sports, especially softball and volleyball. I am sober until February when my dealer shows up in her Girl Scout uniform with boxes of cookies...https://www.confessionpost.com/94016/this-squatter-are-trying-to-get-in-the-house-nextdoor-to-mehttps://www.confessionpost.com/94016/this-squatter-are-trying-to-get-in-the-house-nextdoor-to-meOtherThis squatter are trying to break into the house nextdoor to me that my two beautiful nieces are trying to move into really soon my mother was is holding me back so i won't go outside to do judo move takedowns to him say something about this lying ** ** ** believe thathttps://www.confessionpost.com/94019/our-wedding-dayhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94019/our-wedding-dayRelationshipA month ago I married the girl of my dreams, she wanted to stay a virgin which I readily accepted. The big day arrived and we were on our way to the reception drinking champagne when she suddenly pulled her wedding dress up and showed me her shaven ** with ** bubbling out I looked at her and she started laughing saying you didn’t really believe I would stay a virgin once your dad showed me his 11” **, he’s been ** in me for practically 2yrs, he waits until you leave and comes to me. He had me 10 minutes before the service and I walked down the aisle with his ** running down my legs. He’s moving in with us to take care of my needs and you’ll do exactly as I say. He’s even staying in the bridal suite tonight and you’re in the armchair. We are going to have a baby together and you’ll be responsible for it and say it’s yours. I haven’t been allowed to be intimate with my wife once. I will have my revengehttps://www.confessionpost.com/94020/panty-playhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94020/panty-playSexI am looking to chat and connect with other guys or females into wearing **. I enjoy playing in them in bed!!! Post here if interested then maybe we can connect!! Big thong guy here.https://www.confessionpost.com/94021/girl-stomach-sittinghttps://www.confessionpost.com/94021/girl-stomach-sittingStrangeWhenever I see like some girl just casually laying down somewhere say on a bed, and her stomach is showing. A part of me just like wants to go up to her and then like sit on her stomach because it just feels kind of nice you know? anyone else can kinda relate?https://www.confessionpost.com/94022/sisters-feethttps://www.confessionpost.com/94022/sisters-feetSexSo I’ve always had a super strong **. I love feet so much and think they are so attractive. When I was around 14, I started to get super ** pretty often. My sister was around 4 years younger than me. I used to press her feet into my face when she was sleeping and even when she was awake. I pretended it was just a game or something. I would get so extremely hard. I even tried to lick them a few times but she would usually stop me. I regret all of this so much now. I’m extremely grateful that she does not seem to remember this 6 years later. She’s never brought it up, maybe she just doesn’t want to embarrass me. I’ve never done anything like this again and I don’t ever plan to. I’m not sure why I did this back then. My desires just overtook me I guess.https://www.confessionpost.com/94023/getting-off-at-nighthttps://www.confessionpost.com/94023/getting-off-at-nightStrangeSo it all started when I was about 17 although in truth it's got much worse now I used to live at home with my mum and dad and my dad would work away Monday to Friday so it's just me and my mom I used to love going out at night time for walks we lived in a quiet neighborhood but quite an older neighborhood and one night when I was walking I just felt like getting naked and walking and just walking and walking didn't think about anything else only walked for about 30 seconds and then came back got my clothes I went back home the next night I was like why don't I just wear dressing gown, and then it started to become an addiction because I would only wear A robe no wonder where no t-shirt no shorts just A robe I would walk around my neighborhood in just addressing go but then I took it once that further by starting to ** while I was walking and the thrill of it was amazing I got caught by an older-ish woman called Suzanne she is 61 under thought she was going to ring the police but instead she asked me what I was doing she invited me inside to hers and we sat in the living room and I confessed I love doing what I do and instead she said can I come with you as you started having these walks with the where she too was only in addressing one night we left our clothes our robe in her house walked the door I'm going for walk completely naked with our care in the world and we got so ** that we ended up having ** about five times on that walk literally in the street and I can't tell you how ** you get I've been caught a few times mostly by women by the odd man as well I don't think I will be able to stop doing thishttps://www.confessionpost.com/94025/what-punishments-did-you-get-as-childhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94025/what-punishments-did-you-get-as-childFriends & FamilyWhat punishments did you get as child?https://www.confessionpost.com/94026/wifes-work-friend-hotnesshttps://www.confessionpost.com/94026/wifes-work-friend-hotnessSexMy wife flirted with a male friend at work. Innocent at first, she would share their texting and he and I would talk about the real hotness I got and the texting hotness he got. Finally at a party, my idea was they go outside and make out. She had a mid-thigh length dress with very short sleeves that zipped up the back. I told them to sext me pictures. First picture was the top of her dress pulled off her arms and him sucking on a breast. The second was her head in his lap, his pole halfway in her mouth. Then her sitting with legs splayed and his fingers massaging her down there with her thong pushed aside. I suggested all of these and was rock hard. The fourth text floored me. Her straddling him in his seat, thong to the side, him buried in side her. Holy F***! I did not expect that. They video chatted me and I watched and heard them both climax, and he didn't pull out. I found out later he already had a vasectomy. After that, my wife dressed sexier and cuter for work almost every day. Most days, she'd ask, "Are you first, or okay being second?" It was her way of asking if I was okay with them going all the way or if I wanted her frsh that night. Even nights they didnt do it, she'd come home wet many times ready for a release from a hard pounding I'd give her. It turns me on that they dont use protection and a vasectomy isn't a guaranty.https://www.confessionpost.com/94027/masterbatedhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94027/masterbatedSexI woke up this morning before school and I had an ** so I grinded my ** against a pillow until I ** in my underwear I feel guilty and ashamed for doing this and the day before I masterbated while watching ** of a women getting ** on by a guy I feel ashamed for this alsohttps://www.confessionpost.com/94028/during-the-lockdowns-i-hooked-up-with-a-cop-for-extracurricularhttps://www.confessionpost.com/94028/during-the-lockdowns-i-hooked-up-with-a-cop-for-extracurricularSexWell I'm going to confess to something that went on during 2020. As everyone was locked down, except for essential workers, it was quite on the streets with very little traffic. I worked for the Sanitation Department and my route was commercial. It was a one man job in a truck, so I rode alone without a mask on. Day in and day out, I rode my truck and the people were scarce, not like before the lock down. In any event, I'm not wearing my mask and this city cop comes up beside me and motions to me to put my mask on. He even offers me one. I told him I didn't need it and he told me it was a new city regulation. God knows what came next, we had an argument and I asked him if he used a mask when he was giving a **. He answered in was none of my business and I asked him whether he wanted to get up in the truck and give me a **. He left the squad car and climbed up and he went to town on me, slurping and sucking away like there is no tomorrow. I get pretty hard and I get to the point that I grab his head and let go a load in his face. He tells me that he is coming over to my place for us to finish it up right. He comes over, out of uniform he doesn't look so big but he has a very nice ** and I give him a welcome **. We get down to business, lots of body contact, hand jobs, blow jobs and he says its time old man, and he gets on my back and he gets it in and tears are running down my cheeks it feels so good. For the rest of the lockdowns, I always carried a mask in the truck, and met him after work for some fun time. I prefer to spend some time with affections and kissing, and I don't like any interruptions. We got on the bed and played all sorts of games, but always ended up with him giving me the business. It made sense to me one day, he's a cop, a natural top, and I'm a garbage man, I pick up after him.https://www.confessionpost.com/94029/wifeshttps://www.confessionpost.com/94029/wifesSexMy wife told me a dirty story about when she was younger, and had gotten carried away with a couple of men in a hot tub. And then, while she was away at work the next day, I imagined how the scene played out while I was laying in bed. I grabbed a pair of her ** and rubbed them on myself until I came. I’ve been using the same pair of ** daily for a couple of weeks now…https://www.confessionpost.com/94030/lost-my-virginity-tohttps://www.confessionpost.com/94030/lost-my-virginity-toSexWhen I was in high school I met a ** online and we ended up hooking up. We ended up meeting on a Friday as I told my family I was out with friends. She was latina probably in her late 30s early 40s. She had an accent, was a little chubby, she had the big fake ** and ** and honestly had a pretty good face. Her ** was around 7-8 inches and was really thick. It was about as thick as a red bull can and thick head. She was wearing a skirt and a low cut top. When we met we made small talk for a little before we sat on her bed and she started to rub me through my pants. I rubbed her breast’s while she did and eventually she made me pull my pants down and started to ** my **. After a few minutes I pulled away because it felt to good so she guided my hand under her skirt. I felt her ** which was already growing which made me start salivating. After a little while she told me to kneel in front of her. This is where it started getting really ** as she had me first get fully naked. She got up and brought over a collar and leash and put in around my neck. She held it and led me closer to her. Her ** was pretty long but not fully hard yet. She lifted it and had me start kissing and licking her ** while she rested it on my face. This turned me on so much as I could feel it pulsating as I kissed and sucked her **. After a few minutes I couldn’t wait any more and I grabbed the base of her ** and looked at her. She didn’t move away so I slowly put my mouth over it. I was salivating so much and had to open wide as I didn’t wanna ruin the moment by accidentally biting. As I slid over it I could feel her ** hardening and ** shift we made me moan. I started sucking slowly as I wanted to savor it. She moaned and leaned back as I got in a rhythm going up and down slowly. I moaned more and more as I was so turned on. She called me good boy while I did and held the leash pulling it every once in a while. After a couple minutes she was fully erect and was letting me go faster. As I kept going she was breathing faster and faster. I was getting so ** I felt like I was gonna **. After I few more minutes she was breathing faster and her ** had shrunk significantly. She stood up over me and I started kissing the head of her ** and moaning. While I was kissing it she let out a groan and a huge load shot on my lips and face. I pulled back seeing a string of white from the tip of her ** connecting to my face. In this moment I was so turned on I immediately grabbed the base of her ** rubbing it and put my mouth on the head while I felt. I felt the second shoot directly into my mouth. It was warm and thick similar to when your spit is really thick but even more so. I head my mouth around and stroked the base as I could feel her coating my tongue and filling my mouth. I am pretty sure I orgasmed in this moment as I could feel my legs get weak. We moaned together as she kept ** a few more shots. After I could tell she was slowing down I removed my hand and sucked a little more before pulling away. I could feel that my mouth was full and she led me to the mirror as I crawled on all fours. I could see thick white ** on my face and covering my tongue as well as the back of my mouth. She stood over me smiling and petting my head. I closed my mouth and was swishing it around. The texture was thick almost creamy. The taste was pungent but since I was salivating so much It wasn’t bad. She told me to swallow so I let myself savor that taste and texture a bit more before swallowing. After that I stayed in the leash and collar and we ended up ** more later in the evening.https://www.confessionpost.com/94032/gf-and-i-share-fantasieshttps://www.confessionpost.com/94032/gf-and-i-share-fantasiesFantasyMy gf and I share fantasies that we have with each other. I told her I have fantasies about her being naked in front of my friends. She’s shy and I exploit that shyness. I told her I would like to see her ** me and a friend off at the same time while she’s naked. I told her I would like to see her take all of my friend in her mouth while he has her hair in his hand pushing her head down making her take it all. I told her I would like to see her show my friends her stuff with legs spread. She told me she has fantasies about guys taking her clothes off and she's so scared she just stands and watches them strip her. She said she has fantasies about me stripping her and doing things to her while others watch. She said she thinks about what it would be like to be tied to a bed, stripped and forced to show everything to whoever is watching. She said she wonders what it would be like to have a ** in her mouth that is so large she can barely get it in her mouth. She said she has a recurring dream where she’s naked and giving a ** and when he ** there is so much that it covers her whole body. She said her ** get very sensitive and when played properly she will **. Her fantasy is to have her ** played with and made to ** over and over. We have never made any of these come true but it is fun sharing them. We both get so ** sharing fantasies that the ** is amazing.