Crimso

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Age: 48
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My Dream

Last Tuesday I had a dream where I was giving my son a blowjob and it seemed so real. When I woke up I was so hot and sweaty that I needed to take a shower straightaway.

I am disgusted with myself but I haven't felt that much lust since my divorce, and secretly I cant stop thinking about it over and over again.

I'd never touch my son (who is 23 by the way) sexually ever, but the dream really made an impact for me and I find myself disappointed when I wake up and I haven't had a similar one.

I'm confessing here because there are somethings even a priest shouldn't hear. Can anyone help me please?!

Anal While Pregnant

Can you have anal sex while pregnant?

I’m 6 months along and just curious is if anal while pregnant is safe. My husband and I enjoy anal sex but we haven’t had it since I found out I was pregnant.

Not Sure How This Happened

I read Confessions as they get me in the mood when I am not feeling particularly horny. I had no idea I would be contributing my own but I know that I have to tell someone.
Literally a couple of hours ago I got home and my Father-in-Law is inside our house opening the door for me. I asked him what the problem was as I was a little worried initially. Dave my FIL said that he let the roofer in as Darren couldn't get home and he didn't want to leave it to me to sort out. I said I'll put the kettle on if you want a cuppa as I was pulling of my coat and kicking of my shoes.

I hear Dave tutting behind me, and then he says, " So our Darren let's you go to work like that then?"

Like what? I ask defensively.

"Like you're off to a Nightclub, everything hanging out skintight"
I am getting annoyed. Darren doesn't tell me what to wear Dave .... Times have changed!

"He's gone soft or he enjoys blokes looking at you? I wouldn't let my wife dress how he let's you.""

I snap now. "He doesn't fucking LET me I've told you once. "
Don't use your foul language with me young lady. If you were my daughter you would dress properly or I'd spank you as big as you are.."
I answer rather cruelly that you I am not your daughter thank god.....

He is fuming, actually in law you are my daughter and I'm going to give you a fucking hiding and takes his belt off, ...your father obviously let you rule the roost and so has Darren. And in lightning time he his pulling me over to the sofa and has me forced over the back and he's spanking me. I should have told him leave, but I acted totally out of character I spread my legs and said harder you kinky bastard, spank me harder, next he's pulled my tights down then my panties and said mmmm let's see how wet you are slut.

He pushed his fat fingers in my pussy shoved then under my nose .
And then he fumbles with his jeans and his cock his out.

Fucking hurry up your limp ducked son will be home in a bit, that was it he was innl me no niceties just forcing my pussy lips apart and fucked me. It was so carnal so unexpected i orgasmed before dave did. I wanted his cum to absolutely flood my pussy but thought better off it . Put it in my mouth please Dave. I turned round and boy he was the lucky one when it came to handing out cocks. Darren is about 5in this was easily a couple of inches longer and fatter. I deep throated him and then licked his slit wanking his foreskin with his mouth, i could feel the tenseness in his body then he shot in my mouth about 5 times. He was calling me a dirty little whore and he hopes he can call round next time and I'll be dressed decently and my language is better.


I don't know why I done this but i tore at my blouse buttons came off and said I'll dress how I fucking want. He grabbed me again and was fucking me with such force. My god I rarely orgasm with his son anyway and here I am acting like a complete whore.

In my mind I am thinking my marriage is over or I don't think I would have done this in the first place. No excuses I'm in totally in the wrong but I know I'd tease his dad into fucking me again at the first opportunity

Growing Up In The Dirty South

Childhood memories never leave you. I was ten, so old enough to remember. It happened in our home. My mother was a single and needed money all the time. She entertained men, a nice word for being a prostitute at times. But she didn't flaunt it in front of me and kept it in the bedroom. There was no Uncle Tom, or this is Uncle Bruce. These men came and went and we never saw them again.

Going back to when I was ten. I heard my mother 'yelp'. Then again. Then 'don't do that'. Then 'no'. Them yelp again and again. I got curious and went to the door of her room. She was whining, or crying, another yelp, another 'stop that'. I opened the door. She was naked on the bed. He was standing over her with his belt in his hand. 'Smack' he hit her thigh, she yelped. Then again. He dropped his pants and she opened her legs and he got on her, but he wasn't able to have sex with her (i had witnessed enough to know when a man was having sex with my mom). He got angry and he hit her and got off and called her names.

He threw the money at her and walked out, past me and out the door. My mother covered herself with he blouse and I walked in and she said he couldn't fuck. Men that can't fuck are the worst, she told me. If he can't get hard to fuck you, don't get involved, those are the ones that beat you up.

My mother never tried to hide that she was a prostitute from me. As I grew older she told me she wanted me to amount to something, so I had to stay in school. Keep your nose clean and your legs crossed and pay attention. Don't suck a boy or let a boy fuck you, keep your legs crossed. As a prostitute my mother did ok, she made enough money to pay the rent and send me to school.

I got fucked, it had to happen. It happened at a job I had when I was sixteen. I worked after school with this man and woman who had a business writing letters to public officials. They knew how to write and most everyone didn't, so the client would pay them. I was there and I was filing like I was told and he picked me up by the hair, until I had to stand on my tip toes. You have a nice little ass he told me. His wife told him to leave me alone. But he didn't, he bent me over the desk he sat at and held me down with his hand around my neck and with the other hand he reached up my dress and pushed my panties down until he could get a finger in me. Then he undid his pants and he stuck his dick in me. He was hard, he didn't need to beat me.

I told my mother and I didn't go back there. Now we have a vigil she told me. We waited, day one, day two, day three, and so on. My period was late, but it was late off and on. Day eight, day nine. Then I bled. And bled. And bled. And my mother was relieved. So was I.

I finished school and went to a night school to learn business and I got a scholarship for the junior college and one day I graduated with a degree in Business from the four year state school. No one had fucked me after that first time. I had learned to watch for that look in a man's eyes.

I picked a man who was always hard. He fucked me all the time. As long as he was fucking he wasn't beating me up. I lived with him for five years before he started asking me to get pregnant. I told him no babies unless I was married. So I got married. My kids all know who their father is, I never found out who my father was. My mother continued being a prostitute as long as she could get men, and then worked as an overnight waitress.

I had a house and my kids went to a normal school and we had Christmas and went on vacations. I never told my husband about my mother and the men that came over or of the time that man fucked me when I was sixteen. When he met my mother she was a waitress. My mother told me to keep my scary moment to myself, men liked to think they are the only one.

Son’s Bad Behaviour

Oh my God …
I found pairs of my used panties in my son’s bedroom! For the better part of a year I had been thinking I was losing my mind because I couldn’t remember where I put them or whether I threw the out. I mean, how do I misplace a half dozen pairs of panties? I haven’t said anything to him because I wasn’t sure what he was doing with them. Was he wearing them? Worse yet, was he smelling them?! Maybe masturbating to them!
I was horrified at the thought. I realize at 19 years of age, he has his hormones raging but I’m his mother! His older brother (24) as far as I know, never did stuff like this.
Well a few days later while he was out with friends, I rummaged through his room to see what else may be hidden. His laptop was sitting on his bed so I opened it and checked what might be on it and to my absolute horror, I came upon many videos of me in my bedroom and bathroom in various stages of dress and undress. I’m a divorced woman who hasn’t a lot of time or need to date but I do have needs and he had a special folder title “toying around” with videos of me coming to orgasm while using my vibrators. All I could do was cry. So violated is how I feel. There were so many videos, it would take me hours to view them all. I asked myself, why would he do this? Then I thought, my God … is he sharing these? I quickly looked through his emails and just as I feared, there had to be a hundred of them, sent to his friends and others of me going to the bathroom, showering, changing my clothing and yes masturbating! I read many of the responses, his friends commenting on how turned on they were with several sending videos of themselves getting off while supposedly watching me! As if that wasn’t bad enough, these young men are trading videos with each other, of their sisters and mothers many of whom I recognize and know! I’ve found the hidden cameras but at this point I don’t know what to do! If I tell his father, I’m sure he would want to strangle him. His brother is out of the question. And these other women deserve to know what’s going on! The big question is, what to do about it? I don’t want my son or his friends charged with sex crimes. It would ruin their lives. Any ideas?

Hottest Accident Ever

The other night I walked in on my son jerking off in his bed. It was very late at night and I honestly was just going in to shut off his light. Instead, I walked into his room and saw one hand holding his phone and his other hand beating on his thick cock. I will make no excuses or deny anything here: he has a big cock and seeing this has me turned on beyond all reasonable belief. Fuck, this is so wrong but fuck, this is so hot!

Helping My Neighbor

When I was about 11, a man moved in next door. His name was Ted, but i knew him as Mr.Teddy. Mr. Teddy and my parents became friends and he was at our house all the time. After a few years, he had gotten into a bad car crash and had one of his legs broken pretty bad. He was in and out of the hospital for surgeries, and confined to a wheelchair for a couple of years. When he was home, I would get home from school and go over to his house to check on him and see if he needed anything. Id do dishes, and clean, do laundry, and stuff like that and he would always offer me money, but id never accept it.
One day, i went over to Mr. Teddy's house. I was 14 at the time, and Mr.Teddy was laying on his couch with his bad leg up on some pillows. I asked if he needed anything, and he asked me to help him to sit up a little. I helped him sit up, and then had to readjust his pillows under his cast. When i lifted his leg to move the pillows, I saw his penis laying in the leg of his shorts. I must have been staring, because he asked what was it, and i immediatly tried to say "nothing" and finished putting his leg up.
The next day, i went to check on him, and he was back on the couch. I asked him if hed like me to help him sit up again, and he answered "oh thank goodness, yes! Ive been laying here all stoved up for hours." So i walked over and helped him slide up, and when i went to lift his leg back up; i was looking to see if i could see it again but couldnt. I did a few chores and went home.
A few days later, i went back and when i went inside, i called for Mr.Teddy, but he wasnt on his couch. "Mr. Teddy" i called out, and i heard his voice from the back of the house. The door to his bedroom was open, and i could see the back of his wheelchair in a doorway inside. When i looked around the corner, Mr Teddy was face down on the tile floor, and his bad leg was caught in the foot part of his wheelchair. Without thinking, i ran in to help, didnt even realize that he was completely naked other than his cast untill I helped him roll over and saw his penis again. "Are you okay?" I remember asking while not realizing that i was staring at his dick. "Yea, im okay, can you help me up and clean that up for me, please? I spilled my washbowl when i fell." He explained. I helped him back into his chair, and used a towel to dry up the mess. A couple times i glanced up to see Mr Teddy looking at my butt, but i didnt mind. I even took my time cleaning it up so he could.
After i cleaned up his mess, i asked if he wanted me to help him get dressed, and he said that he has to clean up first, so i refilled the bowl and grabbed a fresh washcloth.
He took the rag and began cleaning his upper half and i turned around, not wanting to stare, but i could still see in the mirror. I watched as he washed around his penis and balls, and i saw him take it in his hand while looking at my butt, but he stopped and asked if i would wash his other leg. I took his towel, and started at his foot and washed up his legs and when i got above his knee, i was staring at his dick as it stood up and i backed up. "Im so sorry!" He exclaimed trying to cover himself.
"Its, okay. Im sorry i looked." I said, turning away. "Its okay, curiosity is natural. Im curious too." He said trying to make me feel better. "How so?" I asked, and he explained. "You're a caring, thoughtful, smart, and beautiful young woman. There's a lot to be curious about."
"Like what?" "Like why you come here to help an old cripple like me, why you smile the way you do when you come to see me, and all sorts of things."
He caught my eyes looking down again, and pulled his hands away. Letting his erect penis stand up for me to see. "Like... what are you thinking when you see me like this.." he said. I was nervous, and a little scared, but i responded; "Ive never seen one before." And he told me "Its okay to look, if you want to. Have you ever shown anyone your titties before?" "No sir." "Do you think you might want to show me?" He asked, and i reached back and unhooked my bra and let it fall to the floor as i pulled my shirt off.
I was so nervous, but he watched me so close. I watched as his already had dick got even harder. "How about your pussy?" He asked. I didnt say anything, i just pulled down my shorts and panties and stood there watching as he started to jerk himself. "You're so beautiful, Angel." He told me as he gestured me to come closer. When i was standing beside his chair, he asked if i wanted to touch him, and i nodded. He took my hand in his and guided it to his dick. I wrapped my hand around it and tried to do like he was doing and worked it up and down. "Can i touch you?" He asked, and when i whispered yes, i felt his hand slide up my side and cup my breast. And his other one went between my legs and i remember the rush of excitement running throuh me while he rubbed his fingers in my pussy lips. I ended up having my first orgasm on his fingers.

Uncomfortable

This confession was posted some days ago by me as an anonymous.
The only reason I posted it again its because I want to have this confession on my account and have easy access to it.

This isn't going to be something inappropriate. Just my experience.

When i was a child i was comfortable with people touching me. I mean hugs etc at least the people i knew. I was comfortable wearing any clothes i want and being naked in front of the mirror just so i could see how my body looked like. I was masturbating a lot without shame. And I was feminine girl until the age of 11.

Later a complete change happened i became a tomboy and it was really uncomfortable to masturbate. I was afraid and ashamed to look feminine. Suddenly i didn't want anyone to touch me and became more and more introvert.
Things got worse when puberty hits. My breasts started developing and i didn't like it, i was trying to hide them.

I had big fear that if my breasts weren't completely hiden that men were going to touch them and then r**e me. I was afraid and ashamed that my body was sexualised by men, even my own father.
I was uncomfortable near him as well because he is a man.

Sure i had sexual desires and fantasies. I was turning on easily. But i felt pervert and a slut for having them. After every masturbation i usually was crying because i thought i did something bad. But i couldn't or didn't want to stop because it felt good.

Other girls were comfortable with their bodies. They had sex (as teenagers) they had boyfriends, they wearing revealed clothes and then was me completely uncomfortable around boys and men.
My girl friends back then were comfortable and my bestie back then even had sex at the age of 14. Sometimes when she had sex in her boyfriend's room i was waiting outside and sometimes i could hear her breathing heavily. It was uncomfortable and nice at the same time.

I realise now that i had contradictory behaviour. Even though it was very important for me to look modest girl to others, my friends told me i was talking about sex a lot without realising it.
Even though i was ashamed i really really wanted a man to show me his penis and masturbate in front of me in public. I wanted to see people having sex in public (anyone) by mistake and sit there watching them.
I wanted to be groped in public. Maybe i wanted because i would enjoy it and not having an active act on it, without anyone to blame me for being a slut.
I even was jealous some girls or boys for experienced something like this. Even i was ashamed i liked to read sexual stories about i****t because my sexual stimulation was stronger than usual with stories like this.

This uncomfortableness and shameness around sex and men destroyed my life and i don't know why. And even i had sex for the first time at 23 and second time on January i know i can't have sex without being drunk.

Even the victims of sexual abuse maybe don't have this behaviour.
At the age of 14 i learnt that i might be autistic because i was in general social awkward and has obsessions but autism doesn't explain this weird shameness.

I thought maybe i was sexually abused in some way without realising it when i was a kid. Maybe a light sexual abuse, like seeing an adult s private parts and touch it, or seeing sexual acts of adults in pictures, or someone touching me a few times on my private parts without remember it.
I insist to say my behaviour was weird because i wasn't raised by religious parents.

I still am introvert and awkward around sex but not so much like i used to.
For years i satisfied my sexual urges with masturbation so it's not so uncomfortable now like it was in the past.
But i still feel too uncomfortable to be feminine around men. Even my father and any other male in my family.

I wonder how much different my life would be if i wasn't too awkward and was more feminine. I feel l lost so many opportunities in everything.

Nipple Sucking With Pregnant Friend.

ok so this so so weird, and if breastmilk or pregnancy isn't your thing keep moving but...I helped my pregnant friend with her swollen tits by sucking out her milk when she was engorged and in a lot of pain, and while I was doing that she started masturbating and squirted, a lot. extremely awkward experience but it made me hornier than anything ever has.

ok. so. we've always been flirty, so there was a bit of a precedent. but recently she was pregnant and having a hard time. insomnia, pain everywhere, issues with baby daddy, sexual frustration, etc. etc. and we were hanging out and I let her vent about all of it. she was in a lot of pain with her breasts. they were super swollen and engorged, and she was just so stressed out she started crying. she confessed that she'd been trying to squeeze them and get milk out to just relieve the swelling but it wasn't enough and she didn't have a pump and she just needed "everything sucked the fuck out."

I don't know how we got there really. but she lowkey asked me to do it because we're friends and it "wouldn't be weird" because she trusts me. well.

I started by squeezing her nipples, trying to squirt it out. nothing, and it seemed like it hurt her. she said "you might just have to suck honestly." so I did. despite her tits being way bigger than usual and visibly swollen and ready to pop, there really wasn't that much milk. I let most of it dribble down my chin and her stomach and drank a little bit. but also, I was just gentle with her breasts and helped her relieve some pressure and, apparently, some sexual tension.

about ten minutes into this she started moaning a little and said "can you feel how hard my nipples are?" and she took my hand and brought it up to the breast I wasn't sucking at the moment. I started playing with that nipple, just rubbing it really softly and she started moaning more and actually whimpering. then, she put her hand down her pants and started rubbing herself.

obviously this already awkward situation had taken a turn. I started to suck her harder, rub my tongue around her hard nipple in fast circles, switch between nipples, massage her breasts, while she started to vigorously masturbate. she was moaning like crazy, and then squirted. her pants were soaked. she was shaking for minutes afterwards. After she recovered from that she was a little snuggly for a bit, then was just kinda like "uh...sorry. thanks I feel a lot better, hope I didn't make this awkward." I mean it was super awkward but she's a dear, dear friend who's super sexual frustrated (plus I found this really really hot) so I assured her it was okay, platonic hookups are chill.

It was the weirdest sexual situation I have ever been in but it was also really, really hot. Can't stop thinking about it.

Step Father

My step father caught me masturbating on the sofa three weeks ago, and since then I cannot stop thinking about him and wanting him to fuck me.
I say this because he didn't hide the fact he'd become erect watching me, before I noticed him stood there.
When I did notice him, I was orgasming and couldn't stop. He very casually took out his cock, stroked it a few times and asked me if I wanted him to fuck me.
Just then his phone rang with my mums tune playing on his phone.
Still playing with his cock only feet away from where I lay, he spoke to my mum.
It was clear she wanted him to pick her up, but in my mind I was thinking 'No, I so want your dick first'.
It didn't happen, but before he turned to walk away, he said "Next time hey".
It all happened so quickly I didn't really have time to process what had just happened between us, but once he'd gone I couldn't help myself and masturbated some more thinking about his gorgeous looking cock.
We've flirted like crazy since, but because of college and him working, plus having mum around, we haven't had the occasion to have sex.
The thing is my mum is attending a concert with her friend shortly leaving myself and T at home on our own.
I've already asked him of he'd like to fuck then. He responded by briefly slipping his hand up my short skirt and feeling my pussy through my knickers. When he turned to go into the bathroom I saw a huge bulge in his shorts. And I'm sure I heard him wanking in there too.
I can't wait until next weekend.