
I get phantom-pains in my arm from where I used to cut myself over a year and a half ago. I’m just numb there. Except occasionally, when I – or someone else- touches my arm, I remember the pain again. Or at least my body remembers the pain again. I will never cut again, but it hurts more to have the constant reminder that I was once unhappy, so visual on my skin. I hate what I did to myself.
I love my boyfriend even more for being understanding of it. He knows, athough we have never really talked about it. He’s said a thousand times that he loves me for who I am, and not for what I used to do to myself. I want to tell him how much I owe my life to him. But when he reaches over and touches my arm – not even realizing- accidentally – it makes me uncomfortable and I hate myself for it. He once touched my arm during sex, and I had to pull away.
What I tried to heal on the inside, by damaging myself on the outside, just became deeper and more painful. I have ended up damaging myself on the inside and out.
I get drunk whenever I can which is pretty much all the time. I know I’m an alcoholic. I’ve tried therapy and AA but it didn’t help. I’m not writing this about my drinking problem but about what happens every time I drink. As soon as I am drunk, I want someone to eat my pussy. I will grab any man that comes along and offer it to him. I usually don’t have a hard time finding takers because I am very pretty. I never have intercourse or anything else, I just want my pussy licked until I cum. Afterwards I feel awful. Most guys want to see me again but I don’t ever want to see them again. I am ashamed and feel dirty. I swear it won’t happen again but once I’m drunk, I get all horny and do it again. Even when I cum, I feel so empty. It seem I’m caught in a trap.
This happened two years ago. Am married woman working and faithful to my hubby. We are deeply in love and trust each other.This particular incident has made me guilty. Hubby was out on tour, my friend Lisa asked me to stay at her place as she was alone too.We are good friends as we work togather.
We drank a little and was watching ‘Face Off” she asked if i fantasizes Travolta the hero in the movie fucking me. I was shocked. never had thought of such things.She said she did fantasized a few heros fucking her. The topic got hotter and bolder. She also wanted to know that after sex with my husband did i secretly masturbated….. I was shocked but …i was guilty i had done it once or twice but it was my little secret…still i said no to her.I was little horny with the talk..a little shocked as i had not expected this and a little scared as i was never into such situation.
we were talking sex and we kept in sharing a few experiences…as long as it is talking it went on suddenly she took out her vibrator… it was crossing the limits but i was curious to know more I had used it once but it was too noisy and i was scared so i threw it away…but that was almost ten years ago…she came up to me and kissed me…. to make it short i was seduced by my female friend. I had never been with female I was starting to like it the touched were different to that of my husbands and when she licked me…i was on the virge of screaming….it did not end here. She brought a strapon and fucked me. I did not know where my mind was……. did i think of my hubby… She asked me to turn around and i obeyed it… I came three times continuous…. Afterwards she asked me to do her but i politely refused saying i was too tired and went to sleep. She masturbated herself.
I was guilty of cheating my hubby..but I was more guilty for secretly enjoying the whole fuck I was also guilty of not pleasing her after i got the pleasure.
There is a very attractive young couple living next door to me who like to fuck on their living room couch with their window shades up. I have been sneaking out to watch them. I know I shouldn’t but it’s like I’m hooked. He is gorgeous with a great body and she also has a tight little ass and beautiful titties. She usually rides him on top and when I watch her sink down on his hard cock (about 8 inches) I get all wet and finger myself to orgasm. The last time I watched he turned her around and put it up her ass! I was horney for days after seeing that! I usually see her when I’m leaving for work in the morning and say hello. Little does she know ……
He sent me this song:
accidental babies by damien rice
“i held you like a lover
happy hands
and your elbow in the appropriate place
and we ignored our others’ happy plans
for that delicate look upon your face
our bodies moved and hardened
hurting parts of your garden
with no room for a pardon
in a place where no one knows what we have done
do you come
together ever with him?
is he dark enough
enough to see your light?
do you brush your teeth before you kiss?
do you miss my smell?
is he bold enough to take you on?
do you feel like you belong?
does he drive you wild?
or just mildly free?
what about me?
you held me like a lover
sweaty hands
and my foot in the appropriate place
we used cushions to cover happy glands
and the mild issue of our disgrace
our minds pressed and guarded
while our flesh disregarded
the lack of space for the light-hearted
in the boom that beats our drum
and i know i make you cry
i know sometimes you wanna die
but do you really feel alive without me?
if so be free
if not leave him for me
before one of us has
accidental babies
for we are ”
and i was so horrified that i threw up.
I’m a 38 yo woman and I’m seriosuly attracted to boys aged 12-16. I see them at the mall, and they are all so cute and sexy. I love their voices, the way they smell, their bodies, their faces and the way they look at me like they just came in their pants. I can’t stop flirting with them and I’m scared one day I’m going to touch one.
I no longer trust my husband.
He has always been “Mr. Perfect” and even though I used to ask him if he looked at porn he ALWAYS denied it. Thus, making me think he might be gay… or just a saint.(not sure which…) Anyhow, recently I found out after five years he is basically a porn-aholic. What is worse I just can’t shake the feeling deep down that he is gay. I would leave him in a heart beat, but a-I don’t have a way to support myself and b-I do love him… DAMN.
I think about my ex every day. I used to just have a crush on him, now I’m absolutely smitten with him and it drives me crazy to know he’s dating someone else. Now that I’m older, I fantasize about having passionate sex with him. He hints at the fact that he still loves me, but I don’t believe him all the time. He’s somewhat of a casanova and an asshole..and I love it.
I’m in a commited relationship with a guy.
But the only thing that gets me hot is thinking about other women. When I masterbate the only thing that can make me cum is thinking about a gorgeous blonde eating me out until I scream.
I love guys, they’re sweet and caring, and being wrapped in their arms is the most amazing feeling in the world. But I never did like being having sex with them. I mean no offense to men, but penises never really interested me.
I love girls because they’re soft, beautiful, and just have this glow around them. But they can be caty, mean, and over-emotional. However I still LONG to one day be able to experiment with a girl.
I love relationships with guys, but I think I would enjoy sex with women a whole lot more…
my fiance has emotionally checked out of our relationship. i know he’s been under a lot of stress and has been traveling a lot lately, but it’s lasting a long time and i feel like i have no one around me. damn it, it gets lonely.
i’m considering having an affair with someone that i met online. he’s traveling through my town in a few months and we have discussed meeting and… yeah. i don’t know what to do. in five years when i’m married i could either be kicking myself for not going for it, or hating myself because i did. i don’t know what to do.
Im married with 2 kids, but have always had a crush on my daughters english teacher. So when it was parent teacher conferences i decided to go full out, make up, skirt, no undies…
the meeting was in the science room and we where alone
i didnt really listen to what he had to say about my daughter which i felt guilty about but was too busy trying to smoothly flirt with him. I opened my legs abit, and i caught him take a glance. He stopped talking because it was the end of the conference. So i got up and went to give him a kiss on the cheek. this i knew was not usual but couldnt resist, it was the longest kiss on the cheek i have ever had. I dont know what came over me but i moved from his cheek to his lips and he kissed me back! so i sat on him with his legs open, i couldnt wait, i unzipped his pants and slowly slided his dick into me. we had the roughest passionate sex i have ever had. It was a fantasy come true. he put me on the desk and went down on me, i returned the favour and he came all over my mouth. i cleaned myself up and said goodbye. Now every time my daughter mentions him i feel sooo guilty but it was defiantly worth it. i cant wait till next parent teacher conferences. i might book him twice.
I think I’m pregnant. AGAIN. You’d think after one scare I’d be more careful. The condom slipped off again. We should have been more careful. I should have been more careful. I can’t believe this. I’m freaking out. I turned 16 only three weeks ago.
I didn’t even really want to have sex this time. I’ve been going through so much lately, my emotions weren’t even in it. I figured that if I kept going with the physical, the emotional would soon kick in. I just couldn’t say no to him. We get to see each other alone so rarely. And we were both looking forward to it. But when the moment happened, the mood just didn’t strike me. And it hurt like hell. But he’s such a sweet boy and he loves me. And I love him. I just can’t tell him this. He goes to church each sunday for goodness sakes. Even though we were both each other’s firsts, sometimes I think that I also took away HIS innocence. And lately I think that the only way he can express his way of telling me he loves me is through the physical. And right now all I want is the emotional.
Now I don’t know what to do. I’m so frightened. God help me.
i was at the coast with a bunch of friends…
like 8+ boys and 4 girls,
and we all got totally smashed, especially this one girl who is REALLY hot (i’m a lesbian), well we had to get her to bed after she vomited, she was wearing this short dress…
i slipped off her panties and fingered her
BTW this is like my best friend, and i feel really really guilty for it
I met a guy through a friend of mine and he is in prison. I feel like some stereotypical “prison hag”, but I know I’m not. In fact, I have a well paying job and great friends and no problem dating. But this man is something else, and I think I could wait years for him to get out. I don’t tell anyone about him. He is my secret shame, of which I feel so guilty about.
The guy I used to strip naked for on webcam just contacted me again after 9 months. I broke off contact with him after I first got together with my boyfriend and I felt horrible that I did it so abruptly. He is a maddening, sensual guy who could make me do anything he wanted purely by the power of words. And most of the manipulation wasn’t fought against, I’m worried about falling into his grasps again. But my secret is… I kind of want to.
I’m scared I’ve just become that girl who’s just there to fuck when he feels like it. But I’m not, and i refuse to be. I miss him endlessly. I think about him whenever he’s not with me. Which is pretty much all the time.
I keep telling myself that he would be with me if he could, and he would try if he could. But now I’m beginning to doubt that,
When will I get to be with him?
I sent an anonymous letter to a Muslim girl I knew whose parents were really traditional, telling them that she was not a virgin. She got disowned and had to move to New York. I did it because she used to date the guy I ended up marrying, and I thought she was much hotter than me. It drove me nuts with jealousy.
My boyfriend finally talked me into having anal sex. It was the BEST sex I’ve ever had. I’ve never had a more intense orgasm than when I could feel his hard cock thrusting in and out of my ass. The problem being when he pulled out there was crap on the end of the condom. It really grossed him out and now he refuses to do it again. I think I might have to start cheating on him just to get someone willing to fuck me in the ass. Now that I’ve felt how great it is, I cant just not do it anymore.
I have been with my boyfriend fro three and a half y ears, but recently, i have messed around with another guy. Since my boyfriend is the only person I have ever been with, I am scared to have sex with the other guy. But I want to soooo bad. God, I want his cock. When I can finally end it with my boyfriend and completely get over him, the other guy will be the first on my list to fuck. I can’t wait for the new experience. My pussy aches every time I think about his thick perfect cock.
My friend’s husband is a pervert that raped me. I hate his very essence and want him to suffer like he made me suffer.
He always commented on how he loved my breasts because they’re 36Ds and his wife’s are barely filling an “A” cup but she is BEAUTIFUL, inside and out. Well one time I was over to their home. He was not there, at first. Her mother called, needing a ride to pick up a prescription. My friend asked me to stay at her home while her newborn was sleeping. I agreed. I thought the perverted JERKWAD wouldn’t be home any time soon because he’s always out, fucking anything with a pussy. Well, he unlocks the front door, comes into the den and looks at me all surprised. He noticed that his wife’s car was not there so he asked me where she was. I told him that she left to take her mom somewhere. He comes over to me, really close and says, “oh so we’re all alone now!” He grabs at my shirt and sort of yanks it down, exposing my breasts. He sorta lets out this moan and tries to bury his face between them. I pushed him away, called him every cussword I knew and tried to ease past him. I thought my words would piss him off and he’d leave me alone.
WRONG. Turned him on even more. He grabs at me and slams me so hard to the floor that the wind was knocked out of me. He straddles me, bends down and starts licking all on my neck. I was terrified and begged him to stop and reminded him that his baby was in the other room asleep. His exact words were, “I’m trying to make a baby with you!” He raises my shirt above my head, pulls my bra up to the collar bone and starts suckling my breasts. This guy is muscular and tall and VERY strong. I always thought when women said they couldn’t get someone off of them they weren’t trying hard enough. Now I understand. Anyway, I prayed for my friend to walk in and catch him in the act. She didn’t. He raped me that night, violently. His penis was so huge…my god how do women handle that? I felt like he was ripping me apart. And he moaned and moaned and commented on how tight my “snapper” was and how he fantasized about doing this to me. I mean he actually was enjoying himself while I cried, pleaded and begged for him to stop. It made me sick. I wish he would hurry up but he didn’t. He took his time and he ejaculated inside of me and when he did, he tried to put all of himself inside of me, which (later on finding out) did something to my cervix and I believe tilted my uterus. I wanted to die right there. I was so sore and hurt that I thought I would die.
I didn’t know what to do. When he was finished, he said that if I thought of telling I might as well forget about it because she’d never believe me, which was true. He can do no wrong in her eyes.
I wondered where she was at and secretly blamed this on her. Why the hell would it take so long to go to Walgreens???!!!!!! I wasn’t there when she came back. As soon as he got off of me and I put my tattered clothing back on, I was out of there.
When I walked out of that house, I could feel his semen seeping out of me and into my panties. Makes me sick just thinking about it. I didn’t end up pregnant and thank god for no STDs but mentally and emotionally I am totally fucked up. When I got home I took a shower, I know I shouldn’t have but I had no intention on reporting it. I noticed that I had some blood in my panties along with some semen. My neck had purplish blotches on it, which were hickeys. My nipples were raw from him sucking them so hard. My stomach was cramped up and I bled all night. I went to the doctor the next day. She asked me if I had been assaulted because of how my cervix looked but I denied it. I just wanted it to all go away. But it hasn’t!
My friend did call me the next day and asked why I left and I simply said I left because he came home. I’ve been trying to forget this but I can’t because he still harrasses me and still says lewd things. I want it to stop!!!! He has ruined my life. I no longer have a boyfriend and I don’t want to have sex ever again.
I have all but stopped going over to my friend’s house because he’s there and he still harrasses me. I have changed my home number and cell many times but he always manages to find it. Why can’t this idiot just leave me alone? Why mess with me?
I wish my married co-worker’s wife would run off with a used car salesman because I want him for myself.
I also must confess that even though I never met the woman face-to-face, I hate her guts. Being my complete opposite, she represents all that I despise about being a female. Just the fact that we have genitalia in common makes me sick, although mine is well-groomed and I’m not plagued with contant yeast infections.
I’m not saying I hate being a woman, I’m saying I hate being associated with boring, uptight, SUV/minivan driving Mommies who talk in nasal voices and yack incessantly into their cell phones and shave their necks. I think the idea of such a woman coming home and finding a naked hippie heathen under her precious Hubby Wubby is HILARIOUS.
Unfortunately, I have too many morals to carry this out myself. I sure don’t want him dipping his wick into her greasy, hairy yeast burger and then dipping into my tight, clean kitten. Yuck. Even if he stuck his weiner in boiling water it wouldn’t be enough.
I’m also secretly angry at men who marry these boring, uptight hags because they think it’s the safe and easy thing to do. Have fun going without sex for the rest of your lives. Oral sex is now a distant memory. Why do you do this to yourselves? I’m a fun, easy-going woman. I’ve had one sexual partner, I have all my teeth, I don’t look bad, I’m healthy. But because I’m the kind of person who other people may find appealing for whatever reason, I’m not safe.
Have fun with your harpies with their capri pants and their Keds and their neck stubble. Fun, sex and affection are so overrated when you have a big, fat hound dog that sits at your side and nags your ear off every night. She may be annoying but garsh, she’s loyal. Is it worth it?
My bestfriend nearly lost her viriginity today, but her bf couldn’t get it up. But truth be told, I feel some Schadenfreud about it (like when you feel happy/good about something that you know you shouldn’t). Maybe cause they maintain they’re all Mr. and Ms. Experience while me and my bf arent. But now i feel like “HA!” because my bf can… My god he can…
I want someone and almost the entire reason why is that I perceive he does not desire me the way I do him. This is a pattern I have repeated regularly throughout the past six years. I am fed up with myself, because I am completely incapable of having a normal, functional relationship. As soon as I “get” them, as soon as they show a reciprocal interest, I run away. Wow, I have also made some really piss poor decisions over the past four months, and that is adding further complications. I seem so together on the surface; people would be stunned if they knew some of the fucked up shit I’ve pulled.
I know this is really cruel, but I love cheating on my boyfriend. I do adore my boyfriend but he’s too clingy and nice all the time. We never argue and everything’s always perfect. If we do start an argument he always backs down. I get really bored. So I met a “bad boy” and I’ve been having the most explosive sex of my life! We’ve nearly been caught on several occasions by my boyfriend and his friends. This just seems to make it better! I love living a double life – I have to say I don’t want to lose either of my men>;!
I am married for 5 years after dating my husband for a couple years. I am 31 now and both of us live far in different cities due to our jobs. I always fantasize having sex with handsome men whom I come across. Is this wrong? I have many dreams about the same too.
I love to have sex with my husnabd bu he would not lick my clit and I hardly have orgasms..how should I ask him to do that..he wouldnot agree ..I am sure
Last wensday i came home from a party- I wasn’t drunk though or anything- but as soon as I got in, i saw that all the lights were all dark so i guessed my parents and my brother (19 yrs) and my sister (5 yrs) had all gone to bed. My parents are kinda libral and let my bro and me come home when we want just as long as we remember our key and dont drive if we’ve had something to drink (i’m nearly 17). I go downstairs to the living room and open the door and my bro is there on the sofa watching tv. I go in and sit beside him and take off my jacket and shoes. We just talk about nothing really, like what’s on tv and everything, then suddenly he says “you look really sexy tonight”. I laughed and told him to shut up and i kinda jokingly pushed him. Then he laughed and pushed me back and we got into this wrestling match and before i knew it he was ontop of me pinning my hands down. Then there was this moment where we were just looking at each other. Then suddenly he kissed me. Really hard and i felt his tougue really far in my mouth. He stopped and looked at me again. Then at the same moment we both started kissing again. He started gropping my breasts and he unhooked my bra through my halter top. I found myself helping him take off his shirt and suddenly he felt down under skirt and panties and started stroking my pussy. I suddenly became so horny. And when he stopped and asked me if it felt weird i told him no, that it felt good. i know he meant about him being my brother, but i dont think either of us cared that i didnt really answer. he kept touching me and kissing me and omg i was so wet. i heard myself start to moan and i started to cum but before i did he pushed my skirt up around my hips and slid his cock into me. he started pushing harder into me and grunting into my hair. the couch started shifting on the hardwood floor cause we were fucking so hard. i started to let out a scream as i came but he clamped his hand over my mouth cause we didnt want to wake mom and dad. i felt him cum inside me and fill me up. it felt so good.
the next morning we couldnt even look at each other at the breakfast table. he pretended that i wasnt there and went bright red everytime i asked him something. it was really uncomfortable since he had to give me a ride to school and i asked him to drop me off at the pharmasist cause i needed a morning-after-pill. it’s been 4 days and all i want to do is crawl into his room right now and ask him to fuck me again.
I know he’s my brother, but it didn’t feel wrong at all. it felt so good. i completely forget that we came from the same place and all i realize is that he’s a guy and i’m a girl. it shouldn’t be wrong, should it?
