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Hey! I am a 35+ Female from Bangalore. I married a beautiful man (Arranged Marriage) Currently, he has been working in Dubai for the last 2 years. He comes see me in once 5-6 months. We are blessed with a kid & I live here as a homemaker - taking care of my inlaws.

I wanna confess a sin that happened from me , and i don't know how to get over it.
2 yrs back , I joined a Jumba classes near to my society. I met a guy there who use to come to jumba classes and also goes to the gym in the same fitness complex. He was around 27-28 - he was working in a good MNC & was good looking , we got good friends eventually. we use go to juice centers and to try new things around the city after our jumba sessions.

Eventually after few months , we started to develop a sexual tension towards eachother and a day , he invited me to his flat coffee & everything was good untill he started conviencing me for physical relationshipbetween me and him.
I didnt wanted to cheat on my husband because i love hm genuinely , But after an our hour of discussion he imposed me to get physical with him , with my consent. we had an unprotected intercourrse. i initally felt guilty and i decided to never do it again.

But still it continued for an year and half where we had intercourrses 30-32 times in total , we got phyciscally too close in the span exploring our desires and bodily needs from trying @nal intercourrse to going to small trips as couples for 1-2 days . Recently he got promotion and shifted to Delhi and he decided to stop it. And now we are just Good Friends nothing more then that.

I talk to him as a friend and we share a good bond. i sometimes feel guilty but i dont have courage to confess it to my husband and ruin my family.

I think , i love that Guy & my husband too.
Is it a sinn to love 2 different people in a life ??
I sometimes feel is it right to keep friendship with him or shall i block him permanently !

Please give me any suggestions on what shall i do and how should i overcome my sins 😔

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#0547

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Hi, it’s really hard for me to confess this. After my husband passed away it’s been really difficult for me and my son. He’s 11 years old. I couldn’t find job and we had to spend some days hungry or getting food from neighbours. At the end it broke me and I started to sell my body to make money. Since then our financial situation has been improving but it’s been hard to explain what I’m doing to my son. He’s old enough to understand what is going on but not making it obvious. I don’t know how to break ice and explain him in detail what’s my current job.

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#0548

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Hey guys I’m 29 now and this happened back when I was 16 in 11th grade and i my sister’s best friend always came over to our place and we were very close like a family and this isn’t about her but her mom who lived alone with her and her husband in UAE so she was a lonely housewife and she was really beautiful and had such lovely body and everybody would stare at her when we went out and she had such charm and beauty and she always wanted a boy child which she never had so she’d always hug me and hold me close and sometimes kissed my cheeks and I’d feel a bit shy initially and eventually I used to get turned on by her sweet gestures and I started nireacting in a positive way by hugging her back and kissing sometimes when no one is around in the house and then one day my parents dropped my sister an I at her place and both the girls (my sister and her bestie) would always go their way and I’d be sitting with aunty talking and that day she was too close to me hugged me and let me lay on her lap and at times her boobs would touch or press on my face and I thought it was maybe an accident as I was too young to read the signs and she knew I’m loving it and then I’d place my face on her boobs like an innocent boy and once she was leaning back and I had my palm on her one boob and my face on the other as I’m laying on her and she’d kiss me saying ‘my sweet son’ but I knew that wasn’t her exact intentions which only made me horny for her ! So I got this habit of sneak out at night to go meet my friends and we’d drink Somedays or smoke or we watch something together like a movie and then sneak back home early morning which was fun and she knew it that I take my fathers car out at night and drive around or sneak out which I shared with her someday and eventually dad got me a mobile and her and I would text and stay in touch and be loving with each other and one night I texted at around 1 and surprisingly she replied ‘don’t roam around and go home or come to me so I can hug you tight’ so I went to her place and my heart was pounding already and when I reached outside her door I texted and she came opened and it was midnight and she was looking so gorgeous she came out and held me tight and kisses and held my hand and said come on in and she locked the door slowly and said her daughter is in the other room so we can go to hers and better not make any noise and we went to her room and she latched the door and she hugged me again and kissed and we got on bed and started cuddling and I started touching her and slowly we started kissing each other and then she says ‘my husband is far away and I have my needs and you’re such a beautiful boy and I know this is wrong and all that’ and I said I don’t care I just love you hehe I was young and stupid I guess and we started kissing and I started fondling her boobs and she then pulled her T-shirt and asked me to suck on her nipples which I did and started licking and sucking and bite at times as she moaned and held my head guiding me and we got naked and she looked at my dick and touched it softly and took it in her mouth and i was like damn and she sucked me so good for a while and I stopped her as I didn’t want to cum early and then I kissed her again and I sucked her nipples and bit I stared to finger her and she was shocked and slowly I went down and spread her legs and started licking her and she was stunned asking me how did I know all of these and I said porn and she smirked and I continued licking until she came and she was just twisting and twirling until I had her thick cum ooze out her sweet pussy and I swallowed it all and she was like even her husband never did it and I was happy hearing that and since that day we’d meet every now and then just to fuck wild 💋 maybe the sex part I’ll write later if you guys enjoyed this ❤️

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#0549

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I need to make a confession ,which i made during the tough times in covid.

I am Female.
Currently i am working in an IT company and everything is good and fine now.

In my family there are 4 members - my mother , my elder sister and my grandmother.
My father passed when i was 9 in an accident.

During the covid pendamic , i was 21 years old & i was in the 3yr of my eng. (Btech). It was a private college and i have taken a heavy loan from a bank.
My didi was working in a company (remote) then but salary was not that good.
My mother and my didi both got covid and they were admitted in the hospital.
My mothers health was not good , so we shifted (admitted) her to private hospital due to supplences issues in the general hospitals.
Her condition was not getting well. so, she was under good treatment and intense care.
Our all family savings and my didi saving were used.
At that point i needed around 1.80 lakhs for the hospital bills.(including my didi and mothers treatment). It was really a though time for us.

I asked my friends & relatives for urgent need of money but they were also facing problems in their lifes ,niether i could take loan from bank as my education loan was going on already.i was stuck in the very bad financial situation.

There was a college friend of mine, she use to live in a PG in the same city. She knew my situation and she suggested me to talk to her PG Owner for financial help. He was around 45+ retired from some gov. Service. His wife died and he was living alone on the ground floor , his sons were in USA and the other floors of the building he has given on rent to girls PG.
I met him and told him about my problem and i need kinda loan of around  1.8 - 2 lakhs for hospital bills. Initally he said "okay beti, i will help u."

Then when i called him for money , he said .."ki ek kaam karo , aaj shamko mere ghar aa jao - raat bhar ruk jana yahi , subeh leh jana paise" .i understood his intentions and i was broke from within by the situation and also my last hope saying so. I had no choice to agree to him.

I went to him that evening , he was very open with his intentions of wanting physical relationship with me for 2 nights inreturn of the financial help.
I had a kinda quickie with my bf (now ex) in first year. So it was my second sexual experience. So i was bit less nervous &
We had it - & it was very very weird sleeping with a man around my dad's age.
He was not even ready to use condom and it was too risky for me, and also made anal sex multiple times on me - it was so so painful . Thankfully the contraseptive pills worked.
I would never do all this -i was the most decent girl from whole 21 years and i did this for just being stuck in the situation.
Only my 1 friend knew about it and recently i told my didi about it post her marriage and he was heartbroke alike me.
That i lied her that one of friend gave me loan during her and mom's treatment of covid.

Thinking about those situations and that old man makes me feel anxious.

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I wanted to confess that
In the last two months in goa I had hookups with a lot of men.
And I was never a person who had anything but goa got me into that.
It started with a very famous singer.
He was singing at a place at night and I have uploaded a story on insta(I have a public account) so he replied me that wanna meet and I was like a famous person like him asking me to meet.
How can I say no?
Then I said yes.
He came from his car to pick me up and it was midnight in goa.
Then we had a lot of talks and then took me to his place and started doing things.
I didn't wanted to.
It was my first time.
But i also didn't even stop him.
And that's how my hooking up journey started.
After that night I loved whatever happened to me.
So I keep on doing so.
Guys just needed a chance and I don't used to stop them and I have found the perfect spot for that also.
So I used to hooking up with almost every guy at the same place.
Then I became addicted.
I can't stop myself then I went to Mumbai and then did there twice.
And now I'm trying to control myself.
I came home and I have boyfriend also but it's long distance.
So I'm always thinking about what I will do sexually when I'll meet him.
And even this intercourse thing has overpowered me that I can do with anyone as long as I found them attractive.

But it's been almost 2 months now i haven't done with anyone just virtually with my boyfriend.
And I'm trying to control myself.

But I feel very bad for myself that why I started doing so.
Just few months before I used to be girl with innocence and wasn't aware of anything but my solo trip to Goa has gotten me into this.
But I'm accepting myself as whatever has happened has done.
Now i can't change that.
And I have told about all this to my boyfriend and he's also not minding things saying as it's my past.
And now that I have boyfriend I don't expect to do with anyone else but constantly thinking to do with him.
But I'm not doing as if I'll do once maybe I'll loose intrest in him which I know it's not that easy to loose intrest in him.
He treats me the best and princess treatment.
I just love him so much.
But I have so much expectations which often leads to disappointment from him.
But I'm learning to not think much.

I just wanted to share this so I shared.
Feeling relieved.
Thanks.

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I just had an amazing chat, almost an hour long with a women, talking about things we enjoy and just sharing experiences. It took place among an anonymous chatting site where not much is shown about who you are talking to. Despite that it went really well. Even continuing to our social of choice, Snapchat. The problem, I’m filled with guilt that I’ve lied about who I am, she thinks I’m a woman of 22 years old and a lesbian, when I am in fact a man who is 29. I’ve never hit it off so well with someone AND also catfished them to this extent, the guilt is really strong. I think I’ll be doing the only comfortable thing and ghost.

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I've been with my girlfriend for almost 10 years.
My sister-in-law is in the habit of walking around in her panties all the time, summer and winter. She has an incredible ass and sometimes I could also see a bit of her boobs, which I thought were rather large.

One day I couldn’t resist and installed a spy camera in the bathroom to watch my sister-in-law naked and then jerk off.
Since then, I film her whenever I can (I have about ten videos) and I film all my girlfriend's friends who stay with us and shower at our house.

I have four women completely naked without them knowing, I know all their intimate details and I have defiled them with several wanks.

This weekend, a new friend is coming to stay with us. She will be the fifth.
I am a voyeur and I love it. Thank you, sister-in-law, for introducing me to this shameful pleasure.

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I am 37 y.o woman from UK. Married since the last 8 years. My husband is a pilot for a commercial airliner, hence he travels a lot for work. I am a college professor. I have not been an ideal wife during his absence, to say the least. I had a fling with one of the guys in my neighborhood, he was kind of the exact opposite of what i have always liked in my man/husband, a gentleman.

He is on the contrary, a very dominating and not so gentle man, and i kind of like my new found taste in bad boys. But again, its very conflicting to have a fling with a man like he is, being in a respectable social position, being a professor and most importantly being married. But sometimes tastes and fantasies do get better of us....

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I don't know why I am posting this. this happened so long ago and my English is broken so deal with it
All I want to know is what  you guys think about this. was it ok. and what would you do if you were in my place or in my place right now
so I am 26 M my sister is 5 years older then me and even after one baby she is still hot as fuck
for context we are Indian my sister is fair skin not so tall slim woman her ass is not small but also not that big but her boobs are big as fuck and she has small pointy nipples. how I know all this, well that is the story.
me and my sister was always close. she was my best friend since childhood we had a very good relationship she was basically my role model she was confident kind and always supportive towards me.
but everything change when I turned 18. male hormone I guess I started watching her differently and that is the first time I realise how beautiful and hot my sister is. we Indians are little conservative but she still didn't wear much clothes around me. not completely naked but I could see her cleavage and her thighs and I also used to massage her so that also didn't help. massage as an excuse I used to touch her ass her side boobs her thighs, I just couldn't control myself. and my sister could also feel that I am taking advantage she used to cover things with her hands. she is not stupid but she never stopped me.
It happened when I was 20. it was summer she came back from college and everyone was happy. the thing is me and my sister we always used to share beds since childhood. and that day was really hot. she was wearing a little t-shirt and she lift the t-shirt a little above her belly and accidently and it was really an accident I touched her belly skin was very very soft I don't know what came into my mind but I started to move my hand towards her boobs. I was trying to touch them but her bra was in the middle. and then certainly she grabbed my hand and my soul left my body. I thought she was asleep 5 minutes ago we were laughing and my brilliant mind thought she was asleep.
I was so afraid but then I don't know what came into her mind she took her bra off and let me touch her boobs it was shock and pleasure at the same time then she grabbed my head and pull me towards her boobs and let me suck them and trust me when I say this it was like heaven I was licking them and sucking them like a baby. she guided my hands towards her pussy told me to rub it and she pull my dick out of my pants and started rubbing it I came in the bed and I think she came too.
next morning with pretended like nothing happened. she told me good morning and I did the same. our mother asked why is the bed wet I said it was just sweat. she was in the room but didn't look me in the eye.
after that for 1 year nothing happened. we pretend like nothing happened and whenever she was home we slept in separate beds. but I was confused what she wants because I can notice she was more affectionate towards me she was wearing less clothes around me she was cuddling more with me and whenever I was massaging her she purposely lower her pants and told me to massage that area and her side boobs and she stopped covering them with her hands as if she wants me to touch them.
then it happened again it was winter and it was our cousins wedding and she was home. she insist that we sleep in the same bed like old times. in the night she took my hand and put it in her belly so I caught the signal moved my hand towards her boobs she immediately took her bra of and told me to suck them so i did then she told me to go lower to lick her pussy and so I did she was holding her moans because our parents were in the next room. she was twisting and turning I was rock hard I tried to put it in but she told me we can't cross that line. I rubbed it against her pussy then she told me to Lick again she came in my mouth she gave me a blow after that and I came in her mouth.

And again in the morning we pretend like nothing happened, normal siblings.
then it happened again and again and again and again. we never cross the line so I don't know it counts as incest or not, for me it does count.
she is married now and nothing happened between us after the marriage.
the problem is I could not move on after the marriage I tried to see her as my normal sister but I just couldn't.
I am having problem in my relationships I am never sexually satisfied with my girlfriend.
can you guys give me some advice. I am posting this here because I want to get this thing off my chest.
I am thinking you guys can understand my situation. this might be a weird request but let me know what you guys think about me and my sister's relationship
and thanks for reading.

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Hi,
This is Swetha from Tamilnadu aged 24, software engineer and I want to share my confession about how I was gangbanged like a slut.

I am in a relationship with a guy at work but also love teasing other guys of my age who are my colleagues.. I know that I have seducing assets. My armpits n cleavage are the center point of attraction for those guys. But I never knew that those guys are close friends to my bf and they also used to pass dirty comments about me. One day when myself n my bf were having sex he was fucking my ass he in mid of extreme pleasure told me a word "bitch, I wish there should be one more dick penetrating your pussy now".

I was shocked, turned on more and bit angry for the reason that he found I am a whore. After the sex I asked about this and he told me that he said in the high sex drive. But I asked him whether he will accept me if I get involved in one such act for which he told me that he wished for one such thing.

It was a super turn on for me, and in the meantime he told me that there are 3 more guys in our office who already thought about it.. excitement peaked me again since all those guys are sexy compared to my bf.

Days passed and finally the moment of surprise arrived. It was a Friday evening and after work we planned to meet at my home. I live in Bangalore and rented an apartment. So my bf usually spends his Friday evening at my hideout and got to his place late at night after a few drinks.. but this time he told me that he has invited the other 3 guys for drinks.

It suddenly sparked my mind that I gonna be their fuck toy for the whole night. A bit of fear and more excitement ran through me. I rushed to the washroom and shaved my private parts(I am usually a smooth girl but still to ensure max pleasure).

Then I casually asked my bf what shall I wear and to my surprise he asked me to wear a saree.

As they will arrive at my home with food I have no issues in cooking dinner. So I started getting ready like a slut with a thong inside, a mini petticoat, a golden bikini blouse hardly covering my tits( as I already said I have a massive pair of boobies and booties) and a black linen saree with almost transparency..

They arrived and my bf opened the door.. All of them looked at me like they were gonna eat me. They got in, left the dinner parcels on the kitchen counter and came to my living room.

My boyfriend asked two guys to sit on both sides of me and he sat opposite me.. I know what's next but I'm unable to initiate although I started feeling wet.. one guy casually put his right hand on my shoulder and slowly started rubbing casually on the bare skin of my shoulder but pretended to be a casual act during some random conversations. He slowly moved his hand to my armpits and started pushing his hand in my pit. I missed using perfume for my bad but sure they are turned on with my natural feminine body scent.. my pallu dropped off and I was sitting bare chest. As we all already had a few pegs of whisky I wish I don't want to cover myself.

One guy sitting on my right side suddenly touched my cleavage and asked me" how long will U act normal".. he grabbed and kissed me..

In the split of the moment, everyone including my bf undressed and made me squat around them. They made me to suck all the dicks clean.

They made me completely naked and now I am not wearing anything except my waist chain

Suddenly one guy under me as I was in a squat position and started to tongue my pussy and butt hole. I was clean and had an enima when I shaved my pussy..

My butt hole is stretched enough as I used to have frequent anal sex with my bf. To my surprise for the first time in my life, a tongue is fucking my ass and he was also playing a lot with my clit with his fingers. He was literally cleaning the inner walls of my ass with his tongue. It was an unexplainable pleasure and I gushed out all my squirt.. in this meantime I was giving hand job and blow job to the other 3 guys.

My bf then told me that he jus wanna see and not going to get involved in sex. No condoms, no protections but I know they are disease free. It started one guy with missionary and another one pushing his thick dick in my mouth, I had so many gag reflex.. during this time the third guy was eating my boobs.

My boyfriend commanded the guy who was making me to give him a bj to give a deepest possible push and he did it with no hesitation. All of a sudden an 8 inch dick went and touched my throat which made a huge gag reflex and I puked out. I jus enjoyed that moment..

My bf gotta old cloth and wiped the floor and meantime he asked to go for a double penetration.. One guy who made me to puke laid down and made me to sit on his cock.. he made me to bend towards him crushing my boobs on his chest, and another guy who was fucking me missionary came from behind and showelled his dick into my ass without any hint. Shock, pain, pleasure everything jus happened at once and the third guy separated me from the first guys body and made me to suck his dick..

I was in heaven but I asked them not to cum in my pussy which they agreed. The guy who was fucking my ass was about to cum and asked me if he can cum in my ass for which I happily agreed. Then the guy fucking my pussy went doggy and doing anal with previous guys cum still uncleaned.

He made the cumshot in 10 mins.. I also had a shivering orgasm but they didn't let me settle.. the third guy asked me to taste the cum dripping from my ass by putting his dick in my ass and came back again to my mouth. I jus enjoyed that taste... Later he went back again to my ass and finished his cumshot..

Finally my bf fucked my pussy for a complete orgasm and gave me a cum shot in my mouth. In this meantime I enjoyed countless numbers of slaps on my cheeks and spanks on my ass and boobs...

I had lived a life of a slut on that day with 2nd round around the midnight again

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Hiii, I'm an doctor by profession im 20  basically the main topic is about a boy whom I love so much (past 7  years ) he knows this  not he know that i like him not love the minor difference but the major one . Once I confessed this but no response what I was expecting from him so once we were playing truth and dare and my friends asked do you love someone i said ya there is aboy i love him and without so they wanted to talk to him but I didn't told them ki whether him loves or not and I made another id on social media and I used to talk to my friends and I made a frictional man , how i wanted my man to be and talked to my friends about my happiness sadness careless everything,  shared every moment with them like a boy ...now coming back to the real boy ...we rarely talk to other but he's in my mind everytime day night... sometimes I want to get rid to ir but sometimes I feel it's okay yrr its not bad or anything harm about something to love someone whether knownligy or unknowingly...and I know I did something wrong by not telling this to my friends . There was a time I don't understand what should be done so I did this
I cannot find someone else rather him but at the same time  I also dont want to stick on him ...but i lov him 🤧 💗

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I'm 32 years, a guy, bisexual. I met my straight best friend (same age and male) 10 years ago. We became close. We hang out a lot and are always there for each other. He jas had a gf all this time, she doesn't like me, idc, I don't like her either after all she feels like she's the gatekeeper of all his friends and I'll never submit to her.

Anyways, I like this dude. We are there for each other no matter what. A wedding or a party in the family, a funeral in the family, being broke, watching football together, spending on each other, that sort of thing. We're however clear with each other. I never try to touch him or anything because one, I've never told him im bi though he suspects and two, his friendship means the world to me and I'll NEVER jeopardise this friendship.

However we have our moments here and there. I've been attracted to him since the 1st day I saw him. Even before I knew his name. I've suppressed my attraction to him for 10 years because my friendship with him is more important. He challenges me in life. He advices me and I advice him. My parents love him because he's in our family functions. If I'm ever not ok I know he will always be there. I'd do anything for him but that does not mean I am still not attracted to him from time to time.

We've never done anything sexual but the closest sexual things we've done started with him joking that he jerked off. I laughed it off and told him who doesn't. That was more than 7 years ago. From that time he started telling me how he wishes he could stop jerking off and I was so shocked because he's very attractive and sexy so he can get any girl he wants and also I initially could not imagine good looking guys jerk off like the rest of us. Whenever he has told me he wants to stop jerking off I always tell him idk what to say and if he pushes me for an answer I always tell him not to stop jerking off because it obviously feels good. Sometimes he asks me "you think i shoukd continue beating my meat?" And I always tell him "yeah, spit on it, beat it so bad till you cum". He then tells me something like "I'll do that today".

One time he called when I was jerking off. I picked the call and stopped doing it and was soft but as we were talking I got really hard again and started doing it slowly without him knowing. Problem is the more he talked the harder I became so I made my dick more wet and beat my meat so hard that i was making that wank sound. He heard it and continued talking as I breathed heavily and struggled to talk until I came. Since then we've had these kind of calls so many times. It's not that everytime he calls i jerk off but out of every 10 calls we've had, I've jerked off in 3 and I always make sure he knows I'm doing it. Whenever he knows whats going on he talks endlessly like he's telling a story and hardly asks me questions. We've never talked about it and I don't want to ever talk about it because I know he'll stop it. One time he was stern and asked me "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" and I said nothing and I realised as long as i dont moan he allows it.

I know I'm not ok and this is not ok. But if I had my best friend for a night the things I'd do to him his gf has never done to him. I love this guy, I'd kiss him all over his body. I'd lick him in places he's never been licked. That dick that his gf sometimes refuses to suck because she's not in the mood, I'd suck him off ANY TIME, ANY PLACE WHENEVER HE ASKS. Id kiss him, I'd give him pleasure because he deserves all the pleasure in the world. He once told me he once came fast when with a side chicken and felt embarrassed. Tbh I don't understand girls because if he came fast with me I'd be so happy knowing I made him cum so fast.

I love this guy

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The modern Cinderella has no prince

The room felt silence. No one was talking. I was there , in my bedroom counting my breath. I wasn't expecting that.

I lived with my stepmom. She looked like witch craft with hazel eyes , yellow-dyed hair , and pointed nose which increase its length when she told me that the whole house chores load is for the sake of me , so that I can be Lady and marrie me off to rich man and change her life.

I was 18. Beautiful devastated young girl , and
beautiful enough with short golden hair ,
attractive enough to be stared by people twice at a time.Drop-dead gorgeous enough to have bf but didn't get the slightest chance. Smart enough to drive people crazy who wanted me to fail.

I was the lonely, unloved one in our house. With that witchy craft woman and with her witchy -laid daughters.

I was involuntarily alone, involuntary orphan ,and  involuntarily famous in the class for my grades. I was just internally accepted that. But when people told me that I am all alone every time they see me, I began to notice that I am alone within the world in which billions live. So what? What if around 8 billion people don't want to be with you?

I became then religious. I began writing letters to God. And when I want real talk - I became nerd - started talking to AI. It advised me - do this , do that , and you are not alone. I also wrote a ton of journals about my perspective, my imagination - I created imaginary world with Disney characters and just dealt with them. But , sometimes I heard when I say to myself, "What's the point of writing if no one is reading them and give me comments?"

It just hurt. Through time , I learned from Mr. Bean's saying - learn to be alone without feeling lonely. I became hard on myself and busied myself with different activities - of course , esp. when I am not working the house chores.

There was days when I spoke just only three words - yes ? , I  have already done that and thank you. Despite my strong desire to laugh , to be loved and to hung out with friends and have sleepover , I was just alone and silent.


I was just living modern Cinderella's life in 21st century expect there was no prince - perfect in my life.

I agreed to marry the man who was like my father because I thought I can get off my ass from the asshole life.
Before the engagement, it was crucial that we should both take medical tests regarding with health issues. The old man checked out also if I were virgin - who could have believed somebody else who is pretty but still virgin at the hottest age of their life?

When the doctor told them that I am not virgin , everything demolished.
It wasn't like I was having an affair with guys but I lost it while I was dealing with house loads.


That precious thing to marry the old - moneybag man went.

So , I locked myself in my room. But I heard them that it is inevitable to marry the guy but in exchange I won't go college. Just stupid house and that man's wife and maid at the same time.

It is when I managed to escape through the window of my bedroom and board a train to my grandma's house.
Smiling to a man who sat Infront of me and staring at me until my face color fades.

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#0559

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I’m living a secret double life.. most of the week? I’m masculine confident, straight guy.. but two or three times out of the month I smoke meth and dress up like a sissy bimbo cross-dresser.. and that’s not even the worst part.

I make sissy, cross-dresser porn and uploaded on the Internet for  profit.. I’ve been putting out sissy cross-dresser porn for over a year and a half and all my content together has probably got over 3.5 million views..

Whenever I start making OK money something always happens like I go to jail or my mother comes back in time so I don’t have time to make content but this time of focus I’m going full-time. Michael is within six months to be one of the top 10 Sissy cross dresser porn stars… all my lab dreamt of doing porn who would’ve knew that I am going to make a living a foreign except I’m going to be dressed as the bitch and I’m the one that’s going to be sucking cock taking it in the ass..

You must be wondering why you think I consider myself straight.. well because when I’m dressed as a boy and most of the week, I prefer women I’m attracted to big booty white girls my preference but when I get high on meth, I turn into a sissy pimple slut exhibitionist I want to dress up like a little sissy, whore and bright make up and the more flamboyant and gay the better..

after the high wears off I feel ashamed and I feel like I don’t wanna do it again but the same time it’s so exciting. someone can discover me and expose me at any moment.

It turns me on that I’m actually making money from porn. I make The MOST Taboo, shameful, humiliating porn.I dress up as a Sissy Faggot, slut walk at night, dressed as a Sissy bimbo hooker, I’m known as the glory hole queen, and when I’m dressed like a sissy bitch I love barely legal boys and older dominant hung daddy’s..  after writing the last paragraph I know for a fact, I’m definitely not straight anymore..

I figured out why I like to dress up as A sissy bimbo.. I have a nice body, and I look good as a sissy and as a boy. But I figured it out why I wanna dress up as a sissy because I have always looked at women having an easier time getting with the right man and the right man spoils them and takes care of them… it’s a huge aphrodisiac when a man offers to pay me even 40 bucks to suck their cock or when men purchase my content online the attention and the gifts make me feel good like a Sissy girl to be honest..

I always wanted to do porn but I knew I had a small dick. The game changer was when I started wearing make up.. google “Sissy Bimbo 304” This is 100% true story..

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#0560

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Male: 20
After a month of delegatation, and ruminating on the choice to creampie and fuck her mashed potatoes: I cooked and fed my mom my nut. I made her a like tomato chicken salad, with vinagerette pickles cayenne ranch etc abunch of sit-- but the chicken I microwaved coated in my cum for 2 minutes before putting it back in. She said the "food" was tart and would stick underneath her tongue-- I of course just said that was the sugar salt n' pickles making it sour and the chicken is just dry. She literally described the two byproducts of the semen cookin, sour n' sticking/gamey lmao, with a fat smile on her face. My cock was starting to tent because I was listening to ny own mon discuss how esswntially my cum was so viscious it naturally settled on her tongue.

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#0561

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100% True story. First time confessing.

I'm a 30 year old woman who spent more than ten years in an on and off relationship with my high school boyfriend. He was the only man I had ever dated, and I was always loyal to him. Unfortunately, he wasn’t the same. Over the years I kept hearing rumours about his affairs, and many of them turned out to be true.

I’m from Sikkim, though my father is from another state. My parents separated when I was young, so I grew up with my mother. Through my cousins I got to know a boy who was four years younger than me. We weren’t related by blood, but we treated each other like siblings. He called me “Di” and I called him “bhai.” I properly got to know him when I was working in Delhi as a flight attendant. We met a few times and mostly just talked. I always saw him as a younger brother.

One day a colleague told me my boyfriend was having an affair. I was devastated. I quit my job, moved to another city, and ended the relationship. During that time I cut off contact with most people. The only person I occasionally spoke to was that “bhai,” maybe once a year, just to share updates about life.

After a couple of years my ex contacted me again. He said he had gotten a government job in Sikkim, regretted his past actions, and wanted to marry me. At first I ignored him, but deep down I still loved him. Eventually I agreed to return to Sikkim. When we met again after two or three years, I felt hopeful and we started planning a future together.

I found a job in Sikkim and reconnected with family, including that “bhai,” who remained very supportive and a good listener. However, my boyfriend had always been extremely jealous, even of male colleagues or friends. This time he was also uncomfortable with my “bhai.” One day when “bhai” visited my house, my boyfriend called and demanded that I ask him to leave. For the first time, I refused. I felt he was being unreasonable and instead spent the evening talking and sharing a meal.

Around the same time I heard from a friend that my boyfriend had been with another girl while we were apart, even though he had told me he hadn’t been with anyone. This started to trouble me deeply. I began confiding more in “bhai.” We started meeting more often, especially as my fights with my boyfriend became frequent. During that stressful period I also picked up habits like smoking and occasionally drinking with friends.

One night after drinking wine with a friend, I came home feeling lonely and emotional. I asked “bhai” to come over so I could talk. I was drunk and vulnerable that night. We were talking and I started feeling drowsy while he played with my hair. We were sitting on the same bed. Slowly, he began touching my face and then my lips. I didn’t fully understand what was happening. Then he put his hand under my T shirt, under my bra, and later inside my panties. I didn’t stop him. I don’t know why. He removed my panties, and then I got up and positioned myself in a doggy pose for him. He fucked me so hard from behind.

I knew we were crossing a line because our relationship had always been like that of siblings, but I couldn’t stop it in that moment. I told him not to finish inside me but on my back. After some time, he finished on my back.

That night, we ended up crossing a boundary we had never crossed before, despite always seeing each other like siblings.

It was a confusing and emotionally complicated moment for me.
I have more to this story if you're interested.

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I am a 23-year-old MBBS student. This is about a friendship that deeply affected me.
I had a female classmate from school (class 4 to 10), but we were never close. She was a topper, and I was more of an average student, so we hardly interacted. After 10th, we both coincidentally joined the same new school, and that’s when we became close friends.
However, our friendship was not equal. I was open about my life and emotions, but she never shared much about herself. Over time, I realized that she often kept things from me—for example, she didn’t tell me about her boyfriend until their relationship was almost over.
I always made efforts for her. I celebrated her birthday with full dedication, brought gifts, even did things I had never done before like bunking classes just to spend time with her. But she never seemed to value those efforts. Instead, she often prioritized others over me.
One incident hurt me deeply. After two years, my boyfriend was coming to meet me, but on the same day, she was going through a breakup. She asked me to stay with her, so I cancelled my plan. But later, she left me alone and went to meet her boyfriend, while mine was waiting. That moment was very painful for me.
After that, things started affecting my academics, and I was blamed at home while she wasn’t, which made me feel even worse. I also noticed that she would hide things from me and sometimes shift responsibility onto me.
Eventually, I began distancing myself, but she never tried to understand why. She didn’t even wish me on my birthday, and over time, she stopped making any effort to stay in touch. I was always the one reaching out.
Later, I tried to express my feelings honestly through a voice note, explaining how hurt I was. Instead of understanding, she said I should have told her earlier. But for me, the timing didn’t matter—the pain was real regardless.
After that, she completely stopped contacting me. Months passed, and despite everything, I still missed her. Recently, I texted her, but her response was that she felt there was “nothing to talk about.”
For me, it was never about having topics—it was about the emotions and the bond.
That was our last conversation
Do let me know in the comment section what should I do and what i did was right or wrong?

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#0563