Secret Confessions

I slept with my ex boyfriend in January when I knew he had a current girlfriend. We agreed we was going to just hang out as friends, but one thing lead to another and we had sex. I thought about telling his girlfriend especially since I cant stand her, but then decided to not tell her. I still miss him sometimes and think about him.

I’m a 26 yr old single straight female, who has lately been having a lot of thoughts of having sex with another female. I just want another girl to undress me, kiss me passionately and I really want to know how it feels to touch anothers breasts.

I cant get it out of my head, and I dont know any females that would be willing to do this with me. Therefore it would have to be a stranger and I have often thought of calling an escort service, but I know I would regret it afterwards. The thought of STD’s scares me and the fact that I’m from the Middle East and this is really not appropriate. I consider myself Middle Eastern/American.

If we use my dildo and keep it just kissing, do you think I would be safe?

I work with you, but you know that.

You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen in my entire life. I’ve always been a sucker for green eyes and curly hair, but yours are the most amazing, and you hair is always perfect and curly. I’ve had a crush on you since you trained me. Your taste in music is incredible, and you’re so smart!

How could you expect me not to fall for you?

I was so unhappy in my relationship, and we became friends, and hanging out with you was the highlight of my weeks.

And then the night before mother’s day, you were supposed to come over, but my girlfriend had Ugly-Nasty over and was hanging out, so we decided to leave. But we got to talking about music, and we made a mixtape for the night. I listen to it every day.

And then you suggested that we get two six packs and go for a walk in the rain to a spot in the park where the railroad tracks cross over the water, and I think that if I were taking you on a date, that’s exactly the kind of thing I would want to do.

But then my mom called at the grocery store, remember? She said all that about the tornado watch, so we just drove around all those cool back roads, and eventually we went to her house to decide what to do. And we decided to park at my aunt’s house and walk to the tunnel with our six packs and drink them there.

And we did. And if I could go back and walk in the rain with you again, I would walk until my legs couldn’t walk anymore.

But I don’t tell you that.

I could never tell you that.

Remember when we were in the tunnel and we talked about our dreams and fears and most embarrassing moments? And you told me about the radio station in Spokane, and how you’re afraid to fail, and I told you about my fear of religion, and how I wish I weren’t a lesbian sometimes.

And you were so comforting and sympathetic.

But then we ran out of beer, and it was time to go, and we were both kind of drunk. And in the car, you said we could just go back to your place, because Ugly-nasty and my girlfriend were at my apartment and they were rude to us.

I walked in, and I started sizing up your living room couch, because I thought I’d be sleeping there, but you took me into your room, and you showed me your bed, and you said it was called the marshmallow, and it was super comfy. So I laid down in it.

And you put on the mixtape and started lighting candles until it looked like you had the lights on. And I asked if you were a candle person, and you said you were. I said that was cool.

And the music was playing and the candles were burning and we were drinking, and we talked. We talked for awhile.

And then I was talking about school. I think I was talking about one of my friends, and I was in the middle of a word, and I saw something change in you. Your beautiful green eyes looked different, and in a split second, you leaned forward, grabbed the back of my neck, and pulled me to you to kiss me.

It was the best kiss I’ve ever felt. Ever. And I’ve kissed a lot of people.

And it didn’t take long for me to realize what was happening, and when I did, I pulled away, and I asked you a question.
“How long have you wanted to kiss me?”

And you gave me the most adorable answer.
“Since you walked with me in the rain.”

And then we were kissing again. You were really kissing me. You were holding me, rolling over me, kissing my neck and my ears, and then you said something that I’ve played over in my head a million times in two weeks and a day.

“I don’t want to break your heart.”

And I don’t remember what I said back.

Then things were blurry for a minute, and I remember your sweatpants coming off. I helped, but only after you started. And then you helped me take my shorts off. And then our shirts came off. And sometime thereafter our bras. And there we were, kissing in your bed, wearing just our panties.

And we were okay with that.

You loved the knee trick. You know, the one where I used my knee between your legs, and you wrapped yourself around me. And I kissed your neck and legs, and you were so into it.

But then I moved my hand from your neck to between your legs, and I asked if it was okay. I did that a lot. I didn’t want you to feel uncomfortable. And you said it was. And you felt so amazing pressed against my body. And you loved what I did to you. You bit my shoulder, and I thought it was the cutest thing you did all night.

I felt infinite with you.

But it was over quickly, and you asked if I liked to spoon, and I wanted to say I was just happy to be near you, but instead I kept cool and said I could do that. And you were my big spoon, just for a few hours.

When we woke up, I woke up first. I looked at your back, and how beautiful it was. You’re perfect, you know that? I got dressed before you woke up and went out on the porch to think about what I’d done. I’d cheated, but it was worth it. Not only did I get to spend a night with a girl who I thought was a goddess, but I’d been given a way out of my relationship.

I knew I needed to find a way out after you because of how much better it felt being with you than it ever felt being with her. I know how good it can be when you have chemistry with someone now. I didn’t have that with her.

And I went back in and tried to fall asleep again and finally did, and we got up and ready at nine to go to work for our doubles.

We went to starbucks, and then I took you to get your car at my apartment. And you said you’d see me at work. And I kissed her when I got home and told her I’d see her that night and I loved her. Only one of those was true.

All day I had campers. Tables weren’t turning, so I had all this free time, and I spent most of it helping you, because you were slammed. And I had such a good day, because you were there.

And that night I broke up with her. And she was crushed. She loved me so much. And now I miss her a lot, but I know I can’t be with her when I feel this way about you. It’s not fair to her. And it’s also not fair to me with the way that we didn’t get along anymore anyway.

She hates you now, and I don’t blame her.

We didn’t talk for almost a week, because he came to town to visit for five days, and then one night you texted me and invited me over, and told me that what happened didn’t change anything. And I felt so much better.

And now we laugh at work and make jokes, and I think you know how I feel, because sometimes you shoot me these huge, adorable smiles.

I picked up this morning because I didn’t know if you were working AM or PM, and I wanted to see you. I love just being around you. I was glad when you said you were working a double. I sort of figured something was wrong. I hope your mom’s okay. And I’m sorry you had a bad day today and left early because of her. You didn’t tell me what was wrong, but I heard you tell him when I was rolling silverware.

I sent you a text after work that said “Hope your day got better dude.” I added dude so you wouldn’t think I think of you like I do, but I do.

I’m sorry I’m so crazy about you. I don’t want to lose your friendship. It means a lot to me. I wish I could shake these feelings. I dream about you. I’m completely infatuated with you.

I know you’re not a lesbian, but just be true to yourself here. And if I’m misreading you, I’m sorry. Just don’t break my heart by not being my friend anymore. Please.

Oh, by the way,

I like being your dirty little secret.

Im Straight with a girlfriend but now i have a secret boyfriend who i do so stuff with all the time and i have even had sex with him and now i think im half gay.

Lately am starting to wonder if i’m sraight or not, am kind of attracted to men, but i like man to man sex more than man woman sex,(am a 23 year old women), where as i get sick even thinking about lesb. sex. am soooo confused, unsatisfied, and getting depressed.

i please myself almost every night.
but if you please let me meet my favorite band, god, i will stop.

i can’t help but feeling that he is punishing me for doing this.

I don’t even know when it started. I am sixteen now and I sleep with random guys. Once I had two in just one night!I reall deeply love one guy, but he lives far away and does’t want distant relationship. When it first happened to me I felt like a slut. But now I don’t even feel sorry. I don’t feel anything to the guys, I don’t want to talk to them, I don’t even meet them after I sleep with them. I don’t know how to change myself because I cannot say no to something that makes me feel so great

Ok where to start im a girl im 19 and my lover happens to be my cousin. i first fell inlove with her 2 years ago when we spent all our christmas holidays together. it was so obvious that we were both into each other but none of us was willing to make the first move until about 5 months ago when she came to stay at my flat whilst she was looking for a flat to rent she seems so natural around the house she would often walk around naked and culdnt help but stare about 1 week after she moved in we were having a few drinks by ourselfs and she then confessed her love to me i replyed sayin i loved her to we then spent our first of many nights together as a couple we have decided not to tell family about this as it would break there hearts as we are a close knit family we planb to mave interstate so we can live our life as a couple.

Im sleeping with a man who has a serious girlfriend. And I feel completely fine with it. Not a hint of remorse,or guilt, or shame. And to my surprise I feel so natural and at home with him and our relationship. He is giving the best sex of my life…and I mean that literally.
I pursued him just for sex because I knew he was in a relationship, but last night he told me he bought me to his house to make love to me, not to **** me. When I walked in the bedroom it music was playing and candles were lit and I was about to shit bricks.
He told me that because we’ve shared our bodies that Im a part of him and he’s a part of me and that makes me his.(Im CTFU while writing this)and he taught me how to make love.
For 15 years seems like all I’ve been doing is screwing around with boys…this man(Im 29 and he’s 38) made love to me and he taught me how to make love back to him. My entire body is sore, my legs, thighs, back, neck, arms and of course my in between.
Im afraid Im going to fall inlove with him…I want to leave him alone but he has me addicted to his dick and I’ve been thinking about him all day.

Im so afraid Im going to fall in love!!!

First, off I know I am a bisexual and right now I am in a straight relationship, but no one obviously knows. I have known this since I was like 10.

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I knew about your sister, I knew about the other girls and I’ll still dote on you and sleep with you despite your lies about these things.
Why?
Because hey, I’ve been lying too. We’re all liars.
I’m sleeping with your best friend, have been for a while now…and maybe you know and that’s why we are the way we are.

I find my best friends dad attractive im 17 his 42 but cant help feeling this way everytime we see each other we always flirt and muck around luckyly my bestfriend thinks we just get along like old mates but little does he no i have strong feelings for his dad and would one day like to be with him forever i always fantasise about having sex in my bestfriends bed with his dad i know this sound wierd but i cant help it

I know you’re sleeping with her. You’re probably with her right now. I feel angry and betrayed but I also feel guilty because deep inside a part of me that is relieved that you are getting it somewhere else so you don’t expect me to do it all the time. Even though I would never admit it out loud, this is why I let you do it and never say a word.

i am a straight married 35 yo woman, but ever since i was in high school, i’ve been attracted to women. i don’t want a romantic relationship - just sex. i love watching lesbian porn when my husband is out of the house. no one knows about my lesbian urges. i want to find a woman to have sex with so badly.

I am a girl and I am a sex addict. I told my lover who is also my husband. He told me sex isnt important in a relationship therefore he wont have sex with me when I want to. I thought guys were more into sex then girls but in his case, he is more of the female in the relationship. He told me that he wants me to know he appreciate me for me and not for my body and I appreciate that but I am getting tired of begging him for sex. Oh yeah, he rather watch porn then have sex.. isnt that like cheating?