My boyfriend left me in June and I finally feel like I’m over him. I’m 18 turning 19 in December, Latina, not skinny😂 and I’ve been repressing my sexual desires for months 

I confess that I really like a girl who only knows me as a guy & I plan on asking her out soon. My problem is she's 100% straight (as far as I know), so if things work out I may have to put away my stuff again just as I'm starting to get more and more comfortable with who I am as Lauren. Today I finally wore panties to work for the 1st time & plan on doing more under my work clothes tomorrow. I've repressed who I was all my life and don't want to go back but I've also met several people in the past few months who are married and have kept their secret from their wives for years, decades even. And who knows, she could be the one who finally decides to lace up her corset, stap on a dildo & diddle my tight hole.

I confess I partially failed at turning my sexually repressed ex girlfriend into a full no limits slut. Thanks to me she is now keen for almost any anything my dirty mind can think up. But she flat out refuses to give or receive head. I came closer than any other guy at putting my dick in her mouth but i wouldn't call it a blowjob. Am pretty sure its not a result of any sexual abuse, and when i talk about it with her all she can say is its unnatural. Where did I go wrong?

in the next election, i will put my name forth in the great american tradition of democracy. i believe this nation is in vital trouble and that i will be a major player in turning our fortunes around and returning the american people to the role of the greatest peoples in the world.

i believe to be an independent candidate for the elected official of america, you need to have massive amounts of money. so i am asking you, my fellow motherless users, to contribute to my campaign. i believe that together, we can repel all those terrible laws on child-pornography, gun laws, drug laws, anti-racist legislation and anti-discrimination laws.

if elected to the supreme elected official of america, i promise you each a house, a semi-automatic rifle and a young pussy. all you have to do is join one of the militia groups i will set up in every urban community and join in the repression of minorities and women. i will make sure that you will be in a position of power in all the militia groups that are formed, and you will have first rights to all the young pussy and maple syrup when we invade the canadas.

firstly i will form the militia groups and turn the fat white heart of america into a hard heart of white steel. then i would invade canada and turn into the great american north frontier, and reward my faithful militiamen with plunder. then i will expel the black man and the sand man from the borders of the united americas, and push them either into the sea or across the border to the lands of the hispanics.

then i will institute universal health care by getting all the Hollywood young pussy to enter the Senate and persuade the sleazy old elected officals of Washingston with their impassioned speeches and their busty outfits. and then i will repel all those laws that restrict our freedoms and which hinder the untapped potential of the american heartland.

imagine how well our economy will work

i ask for campaign contributions of $500 a person.

who is with me?

I've been ragging the Brits recently about how ugly their women are, hoping that they would inject some new, unseen photos in Motherless to prove me wrong. So far, all they've done is get pissed off and call me naughty names. No Btit has accepted the challenge, reinforcing their sexually repressed stereotype.

So now, I'm issuing a challenge to the Danes, Germans, Italians, and other creatures that lurk here. Got any pics of your women? Are your women better looking than the Brits? (that wouldn't be a high hurdle...) Show us! We're tired of carrying your lazy European asses! Give all of us something new to see!

Not really a confession, but has anyone ever gone to a hypnotist? I would love to try it to figure out somethings Ive repressed from my past, but I am also afraid of what I might say about my adventures over the past few years (since I have been married)

My confession:
This is 1000% real, I'd make it more interesting if it wasn't.
I'm married, we've been together 10 years. I'm bisexual and my wife is not okay with the idea of me being with a man, so I hadn't since I was 18 until last night...

This happened while my wife was home and sleeping. Last night I met a guy on craigslist, an hour or so later I met him in a park. He's about twice my age but in way better shape than me, we rub each others cocks outside our pants for a little while and make out a little. His dick is pretty big, 7" or so, I could barely get it all in my mouth. He talked to me sort of sweetly while I sucked his cock:
him- "is this what you wanted?"
me- "mm hmm"
him-"are you happy?"
I pulled his cock out of my mouth to say "very happy."
He had to kind of push me off for a little while, he mentioned he hadn't jerked off all day, he didn't want to cum yet. I let him suck my cock for a while, he was good, he seemed to know what he was doing and enjoyed my cock. We made out a little more and I went down on him again, he did the pushing me off thing again and I could feel him getting all shaky, when I went to suck his cock more I could tell that he came a little and I could just taste his precum pumping out a few shots (His cum tasted really good) I know he could tell I was a bit repressed because I was kind of making oral love to his dick, big long licks, working my tongue over the head of his cock.
After a little while it was too much, he asked me if I was ready for him to finish. "mm hmm" (dick still in my mouth) and he asked if I like cum, I pulled his cock out of my mouth long enough to say I do, he pushed my hands off his cock because he wanted to face fuck me (I could tell he was sort of dominant) After the first and biggest spurts I pulled his cock out long enough for some to drip down my chin, and then I wanted to feel the rest shoot onto my tongue. I swallowed it all and kept sucking for another minute or two. I looked up and said "thank you," which he thought was funny.
He wanted to finish sucking me off after even though he just blew his load, which i considered downright neighborly of him. I licked up the cum I had on my chin as he went, and that put me over the edge and I fired cum into his mouth returning the favor. We had a sort of cummy kiss that was above and beyond hot and I'm definitely calling him in the next few days when the wife is away...

Next time I'm going to ask him if he has any friends.

I can't stop fantasizing about my friend's wife, Kim. It's not that she's smoking hot or slutty. She's actually kind of a repressed prude, but I think deep down inside she wants to be a little freaky. So I jerk off imagining being invited to her house when her husband is out, and she'd let me play and suck her then drop to her knees and blow me. She wouldn't have to worry about me saying anything. Why would I? I also jerk off imagining that we send dirty pictures back and forth, of which of course I would post here for all to see.

Part A2: Creepers Club [rest of the story on my profile :) ]

Hey guys :-** this is kinda a crazy story, but bare with me :)

So this is from the time after SAM and Kelsey were together. Or lets say around that time (starts before and ends after). I was 25 or 26 at that point.

Let's start when I got the new job after moving.

The first few days are always rough. What do I wear? Who do I talk to, who do I turn to for lunch? Also I was one of the youngest employees there. Man-dominated workplace.
I decided I had to wear something I feel comfortable in. And sexy, but not slutty. And something that said businesswoman. But not secretary. Something that would make the other women wish they were me without make them hate me. Hard decision. So to make it short I went for a dark blue blazer, skirt (knee long) or the same color and a white blouse. The blouse hid most of my breast, but some was still showing. I was determined to make a good impression and not to be repressed by men. I knew exactly who my boss was and who his bosses were (which I would barely even see in my first years).
So I got to work and found my office. It was on the floor with all the employees who were either new like me or too dumb to get into a higher position. The offices were all kinda open and there were 2-3 people in each. I was in one with a guy named Rick. He was at least 10 years older than me. Unattractive, unmarried. When I came in he stared at me for a second, then got up to greet me. He seemed nice enough, helped me set up my pc and so on. He would stand behind me or leaning over me and give me tips while I installed some software. He was also playing something on his phone. He went back to his workplace, sitting across from me.

Then I went out to get me (and Rick after ne asked) a coffee. When I was walking through the hall I could feel the eyes of my coworkers on me. I didnt mind, I like to be the center of attention. So when I got back with the coffees, some guys were standing in their office doors, chatting and drinking coffee. When they saw me, one by one stopped talking to stare at me. When I was past them I could almost feel them staring at my ass in the tight skirt. I was already half in my office when I heard one of them say "hey are you the new coffee girl?"
I froze. Gave Rick his coffee and placed mine on my desk. Then I went back. I went to the guy who asked me and shook is hand and said "Hi, I'm Anna." He wanted to retreat his hand, but I held it, pressing it so his bones would be pressed together, hurting him. He was playing cool so I continued to say "But I am not your coffee girl. I'm a woman if you havent noticed. If you're respectful towards me, I'll be respectful towards you." I pressed his hand harder and whispered to him "but if you don't, you'll regret it." Then I let him go. The tried to shake off the pain and said "N.. nice to meet you." Then I said hi to all the others. When I went back into my office I heard the guys laugh. I didnt want to think to hard about it. The next day the guy came by and apologized for his behaviour. From that point on, all the guys were respectful towards me, but I still could see the lust in their eyes. I think I was the hottest women in the company (I was also the youngest of course). Rick would creep me out some times. I changed my outfit a bit, revealing more of my chest (I didnt like to hide my boobs away). Soon the guys were friendly towards me and I made friends with some of them and I also made friends with almost all the other women.

We sometimes went on company trips. Like, spending a day in a theme park or go to a museum and such. Even though everyone knew I had a boyfriend, the guys always wanted me to be on the pictures with them. Then I would have to let them put an arm around me, lay an arm around them and so on. I didnt mind to much at that time, it was kinda fun to flirt around a little. I also made sure to wear sexy outfits whenever we went out. Dresses, miniskirt, hotpants tanktops. Anything that got attention.

Over the time I got promoted and moved into my own office.

Now this is where it gets crazy/creepy.
Have you ever googled yourself? I did back then. I surfed around a little and found a website. A website named something like "Anna XXX's fanclub". The idiots had used my full name (lucky for me both my first name and my last name are common). The content was private but I could easily make an account.
When I did I found what they were hiding. Pictures of me. Nothing nude, not even a nipple slip, but still. Pictures of my cleavage, my ass, my face. They were ordered by date. The first one was really bad quality and from the first day at the company. Now I understood. Remember Rick playing on his phone when he helped me install the software? He wasnt. He took a picture. For the first year there werent many pictures. Most of them seemed to be from Rick. He took pictures whenever I bent over or when I picked something from the high shelf. Then there were pictures of company trips. Under them the first comments. The guys even used their real names. First they only commented on my body. But soon they started talking about what they would do. My pussy was wet in seconds. I went thru more pictures and comments. Read how they wanted to touch me, kiss me, fuck me. I closed my eyes and finger fucked myself. Soon a first orgasm shook my body. I stripped naked and got on our bed (Jims and mine). Jimmy and SAM wouldnt be home for hours, so I had to please myself. My vibrator would help me. I scrolled through more pictures. I penetrated myself with the vibrator, imagining how I would fuck one of my coworkers while the others watched. I came again. And again. When I was through 3/4 of the images I noticed more and more pictures where the comments were like "You totally have a boner there." etc. And indeed, when I looked closer on most of the pictures the guys actually had boners. I stuffed my pussy with the vibrator, turning it all the way up. With the other hand I held a vibrator egg to my clit. In my mind, I was gangbanged by my coworkers. They took turns on my pussy and ass, cuming in my face and mouth. I squirted really hard, wetting the bed and even getting some on the laptop. I was turned on so much, I decided to wear even more sexy outfits to work.

Whenever I put on a sexy outfit for work, I made sure I was seen by my coworkers (who were on the website). When I got home, I checked if they had pictures of me uploaded already. Most of the time it took a few hours. First I loved the increased attention. But when I kept reading the comments, they got more and more violent, up to a point where someone wrote he would force me to blow him the next day. He never had the balls to do it, but I still made a decision.

The website was reported to the company, taken down and the guys who were saying the worst things even got fired. All other were suspended and forced to go to a different city (but they could stay in the company).

Come to think of it, it was somewhat like motherless... but it was more creepy and dangerous for me.

Hope you guys like this one :)

End of A2

This is just a way to clear my head.
This isn't your normal confession.
This isn't some made-up story or even something that really happened. Well, not in the sense most of you are expecting (that is to say, if anyone actually reads this).

Anyway, I'm an 18 year-old boy. I'm socially awkward (5 true friends, all of them female). I'm intelligent (holding steady at 7 or 6 place in my school). I'm pretty fugly (not so much my face, I'll admit, but more my body. I'm fat and have loads of body hair). I have issues with my self-esteem (which should be pretty freakin' obvious by now). I am sexually repressed (read: first masturbated at the tender age of 12 and only ever had one girlfriend. Possibly one of the best things that happened to me, and I screwed it up). All-in-all, I'm a stereotypical nerd, glasses and all.

But sometimes, my mind goes a little weird. I'm not talking about suddenly having weird fetishes (I have them, getting to that) or dreaming strange things (again, later... well, maybe) or having a psychotic break or nervous breakdown (never happened unless it was in sports). I get these little things stuck in my head and my mind won't let it go until I do it (case in point - this post).

One of those little things that I actually have come to adore is to put whatever girl-I'm-with's pleasure first (note that I said one girlfriend. Nothing about casual hookups. Well not hookups, some making-out and me playing with her breasts). That means that I don't really care if I feel good, as long as she feels good. Well, that's a lie. Making her feel good makes me feel good. Let em tell you, nothing quite as stimulating than having a girl moan into your mouth and you know it's because of you.

Aaaaanywaaaay... This means I try a lot of things. Little kisses up the collarbone, biting the chin or neck or bottom lip (even her nose at one point. It was fun, okay?), tugging at her hair, pinching her nipples through her shirt with her bra slid down, all sorts of little things. All for her. Like I said, makes me feel good to make her feel good.

Which doesn't sound that bad, right? And it isn't. It really isn't. It's kinda fun. Make a game out of it. How fast can I make her moan? How long till she rubbing herself against me while she's on my lap? How long can I hover just out of reach before she tries to kiss me again?

But I always stop before things go to far. No touching her privates. I want to say nothing below the belt or under her pants, but I've gone groping her ass a couple of times. Anyway, this means the farthest I've ever gone is kissing, licking or biting my girlfriend's breasts and nipples (and even that didn't last long. She felt uncomfortable and, to tell the truth, so did I). Hell, that casual hook-up I mentioned? I actually stopped her from taking off her bra.

And that's not even to mention the little things that set me off, sexually I mean. A girl biting her lip? Hello, my little friend. Girl wearing stockings (which is hell in a school with a uniform, by the way)? Down boy. Lots of little things. Some strange, some not so much. A girl giggling when I do something silly like bite her nose while making out? Or looking into my eyes as we kiss? Nothing better. Nothing on earth, I'd wager.

Then there are the other things. Like lipstick. Good god, but lipstick sets me off. I've been jokingly suggesting to a lot of my girl friends (note: not girlfriends but female friends) to make leave a lipstick kiss on my mirror. Or one of my fantasy's involving a girl kissing me all over, leaving kisses like that in her wake.

Or picking her up against a wall, her legs around my waist, all the while just kissing. Having her lie down and not being allowed to do anything as I kiss her all over. Having her sit on my desk as we kiss. Little things, tame things, but hell if it doesn't get me going.

Also, sexting. Not anything really dirty (as I lack the experience), but still. One of the weirdest things was when I joked about a girl sending me a picture of a lipstick mark in her cleavage. She did it. I've never been harder in my live. But, no offense meant to her, she likes sending pics like that. Nothing explicit, but just enough to get her male friends a little hot under the collar.

I'm not saying I'm a nice guy or anything. Hell, look at where I'm posting this. But some days...

Not the point. Actually none of this has a point. This is just me venting a bit. Feels good, actually. I might have to do this again.

-ForgottenGeist, saying Hello World.
I'm still here.

... Fuck it. I was going to delete this after I wrote it (it was just a way to get rid of some things), but now that it's done... fuck it. May as well post it. give me something to coma back to when I feel like this again.

Lengthy confession

I find it shocking how many retards use these boards to make other people feel insecure or are just too dumb to understand that you don't have to fuck one gender

you know out there people today...actually scrap that since its can be tracked back people have never always been monogamous or hetero sexual polyamerious relationships have existed from the time of the Greeks same for homo sexual relationships...the real abnormal thing is how today mainstream society likes to especially in areas with a highly deprived education system such as America, make gay bisexual and anything not one man one woman relationships look like the devil

look in the kinsey scale and know your husband or wife has VERY likely looked at another man or woman and thought 'I would' because its normal

now im not saying your wife's a raving lesbian but shit if people were more socially accepting of this stuff we wouldn't have as many idiots posting shit on ppls confessions who are clearly sexually insecure saying 'oh hey bro your a fag' and who knows maybe there is a guy in your town who you've thought 'shit id like him to do x,y and z to me' but some asshole on here or another boards made him repress any sexual expressive desire he ever felt thanks to the social bigotry of people and very occasionally they turn out to be American .

get off your frightened little high horses and take that cock you wanted in high school you cowards it takes a real man to know what he wants and even more of a man to do what he wants!

if you like men and woman Good for you
if you like men Good for you
if you like women Good for you

Just don't be an asshole about it :D

Jute