Timmy s Confession
- 3 years ago
- 39
- 0
I have a small confession. Well, not really a small one, a fairly large one, and I'm not so much worried about confessing as I am professing. I want to shout this out to the world for some reason, for all that's wrong with it, and how much I've relished in the thought of it since the act has occurred. Let me start the night before, and lead up to now.
My sister Michelle has three wonderful kids. Lee, who is a stunning eighteen year old, Kay, who is a cute five year old, and Michael, a boy of three. Through the randomness of life and Michelle's love towards me, Michael and I share the same birthday, even though I'm twenty five years older than he is.
Lee and I have always been quick friends. She knows I'll be honest with her about her mother, my mother, life, and anything else she might have questions about. She's been open and honest about her relationships, and whenever problems have come up in her life and I've been available, I've tried to help her. Her father's work keeps him from home, and her mother is a head nurse at a nursing home. Lee helps her mother as much as can be expected of a high school senior. She's great with Kay and Michael, even though she used to torment Kay.
Lee is also, like I mentioned, stunning. She just turned eighteen on the 17th of March. She's about 5'6", probably weighs about 115, and has thick, wavy, dirty-blonde hair that goes almost all the way down her back. She has a fair complexion and blue eyes. She already dealt with three years of braces, so she's got straight, pretty teeth. Her nose is thin and has a slight upturn at the tip, which makes her face look very youthful. She doesn't have a super toned body, but she exercises with her mother and is always careful about what she eats. She doesn't wear much makeup. She's basically a very cute thin teenager.
I'm twenty eight. I'm 6'1", and about 180. I'm not in the best shape in the world, but lately I've been eating better and doing more yard work than I've ever done in my life, so I'm slowly toning back up to what I was like earlier in my life. I recently moved back to North Carolina from New York, where I had moved to be with Dianne, a girl I was having a long distance relationship with. I moved there three years ago, and after moving back in January of this year, after more than seven years of being with Dianne, we went our separate ways. We weren't working out as a couple, so the breakup wasn't full of malice, but there was some grief on both ends. We did love each other; we just weren't in love with each other. I've been trying to date around in the last few months since we separated, but I haven't had much luck. I flirt with an old friend that I used to work with from before I moved and with a girl I used to date in high school. The friend is a huge flirt but isn't really interested, and the old girlfriend definitely isn't interested in a physical relationship. So mostly I go to work, help out around the house, and hang out when I can with my sister and her family to help there as well.
My sister, being a head nurse, is sometimes called away from her normal job to travel to go to seminars and lectures about health care. This means that my mother is on call to help take care of Kay and Michael while Michelle is out of town. Olivia is expected to help, as am I. There's no problem here, but this weekend it led to something so ... Unexpected, sensual, sexual, wrong, perverse, thrilling ... exhilarating!
Michelle had to leave this weekend for a three day trip to Charlotte for a seminar, and had to leave at three in the morning on Sunday to fit everything in her schedule. I work as a driver for Pizza Hut, so I don't usually get off on weeknights until after midnight. Saturday night I called Lee and asked her if she'd be up, I wanted to come by and spend the night and get a chance to see my sister off. Lee said she'd be up, so we could talk when I got there.
After arriving, I plopped down on this bean bag chair called a FoMBAG next to Lee. They're big enough to hold 2 adults or a handful of kids, and sturdy enough to lie on and not sink in. We started talking about her recent birthday. She told me about how her father had called her the morning of her birthday and how he had asked her if she was going to play hooky. She actually did that day, and narrowly avoided getting into serious trouble by doing so. She went on to tell me how she spent the rest of the day loafing around, and how she had been gifted a small bag of weed from one of her friends later in the day. Her friends also threw her a surprise party later in the evening, so she had a pretty good birthday.
She had been lying on her back, and I had been lying on my side facing her. We were sharing a light cotton blanket that barely covered the both of us. We talked for a good hour, which brought us to about 1:30 in the morning. I had actually expected to fall asleep like that, next to her, but at that point, we heard someone walking around upstairs, and we both turned towards the noise.
"She'll think you're Alex," Lee said.
Alex was her on-again, off-again boyfriend who was a source of tension between her and her parents. Lee and Alex were known to sneak in and out of the house to see each other. I hadn't let Michelle know I was coming over, so I quickly rolled of the chair and moved over to a nearby couch. It now looked like Lee and I had just been talking, and not quite cuddling.
"Heyya! Good morning sis," I exclaimed when she came into the living room. "I came by to see you off this morning; we didn't mean to wake you up by talking so late."
"That's okay. Lee, it's after one, you need to be in bed. I kept hearing voices and I couldn't figure out what was going on. I checked on Michael thinking he was having a bad dream or had gotten up and turned on his TV." My sister wasn't upset, just a bit disheveled. We'd woken her up just a little over an hour before she had to get up to hit the road for a fairly long drive, but she was taking it well.
"Ok mom. Here, you can use this," Lee said to me as she got up from the chair and walked over to where I was and handed me the blanket we'd just been sharing. I sometimes slept on these couches, so the gesture was both logical and friendly.
Lee's never been ashamed of her body, and there had been a few occasions where I'd been over late at night or early in the morning and had seen her walking around in a t-shirt and panties. This time though, she was wearing a sweater and a pair of boy shorts. I caught myself feeling a little let down.
We all said goodnight, and once they were upstairs I tried going to sleep. I couldn't help thinking that Lee had said Michelle would think I was Alex. Alex was one lucky son of a gun, having had hit rounds with Lee in bed. It was a weird thought, thinking about Lee in a sexual way like that. She was cute, and physically it was easy to be attracted to her, but she was my niece. I'd known Lee her whole life, had helped change diapers, used to tease her when she was a child, and was now trying to help guide her through her last few teenage years. Wasn't it wrong to think of anything more than how cute she was?
I had set my phone to go off at 2:55 AM, so I could be up to see my sister off. However, when the phone went off, no one was up, the lights were all off in the house, and I didn't hear anyone stirring, so I sat there looking at my phone for what I thought was a few minutes. What actually happened was I fell back asleep with the phone in my hand, and I didn't wake up until nearly an hour later, when I heard a decently loud 'Ah Fuck!' from the kitchen off of the living room.
Michelle was walking around in the dark with a candle. It took me a minute, but I realized that the power had been blown overnight, and Michelle was now running late. We live in a fairly mountainous area, so one bad tree fall can sometimes kill the power for a while. I woke myself up and tried to make myself useful.
"Need me to carry anything down for you?" I asked.
"No. Well, actually, yes. I can't do my hair or makeup in the dark, so I'm not really late, but this is pushing it, I should already be on the road. I also can't take the car in the garage because you have to unhook the stupid door from the electronic opener to do so, so I'll just take the truck outside."
"Alright, just let me know what all I need to take down."
She and I then discussed what all she had laid out for Kay and Michael for the next few days. I helped take a few light bags down for her, and walked her to the Explorer she was going to be taking. We kissed on the cheek, said our goodbyes, and she backed out of the driveway. I watched for a minute looked around, enjoying the moment by watching the stars, before the cold brought me back inside.
When I came back in, I decided at that moment that I wasn't done cuddling with my niece. She'd have gone back upstairs to sleep in her mom's bed, since her father was out of town. Lee's bedroom was downstairs, and her room was constantly freezing cold. She'd sleep upstairs in the king size bed with her mom since it was warmer, and also because Kay would sometimes sleep between them if she wasn't able to sleep alone.
I walked upstairs to my sister's bedroom, and saw that Lee and Kay were both in bed. Kay was nearly in the center, lying on her back. Lee was facing Kay. Both were fast asleep. For some reason, I didn't slide into bed near Lee, I got in bed where my Michelle had been, and just got under the covers and laid there, listening to them both breathe.
I must have laid there for a good half hour. The power clicked back on, and light shown in the room from a street light. I watched Kay turning in her sleep. She'd occasionally scratch her head, sometimes she'd push the blankets down to her knees, and other times she'd sit up and pull them back up, all without waking herself up. It was odd, but cute. At one point, she pushed the blankets down, and then kicked them down further, past her feet.
I then knew Lee was awake. She reached down and pulled the covers back over Kay. I started thinking then about what I should do. Should I do what I wanted to do, get up and move over to be next to Lee? Should I just fall asleep here, and be content? In the end, I decided it was worth it to try. The worst thing she would do is tell me no, and I knew that'd be the end of it. We were close; she wasn't going to be freaked out by me falling asleep next to her. I fought with myself for a few minutes, then got up and started walking around the bed. I was excited, nervous, and expectant. Just because I wanted to sleep next to my niece!
I pulled the blankets up to crawl in next to her, and she looked over her shoulder, and I could see in the dark that she was okay with what I was doing. She edged closer to the center of the bed, and gently moved Kay a bit so she could get more room. I spooned up close to her, feeling her warmth and her smooth bare legs on mine. She had taken off the sweater and put on a long t-shirt. I slipped my left arm over her side and clutched my closed hand up between her elbows and close to her neckline, safely away from her chest. She has small B cups, but I couldn't just grope my niece. I just wanted to snuggle, nothing else. She got comfortable, and had her chin touching my hand. Her hands were curled up holding the top of her head, the way I'd seen her curl up a thousand times before. I could feel her breathing gently on my hand as she starting falling back asleep.
Her hair smelled wonderful. It was a light fruity smell, but it wasn't overbearing. It was slightly damp. She must have towel dried it out, and not used a blower on it when she showered earlier in the night. It was cool, and soft, and inviting.
She and I fell asleep for a while like that, until some time later I woke up burning up. The room felt sweltering, and the blankets felt heavy and damp. I realized that it wasn't just me, the room really was really hot. I could feel that my palms were sweaty, which felt so gross at the time. I took my left hand away from Lee and pulled the blanket away from our torsos so we could cool off some.
That's when I apparently decided to do away with being rational, and that Lee was just a cute girl.
I was pulled back away from Lee a bit, and I could see her outline in the soft light. She didn't really have any hips to speak of. The form was there, but it was slight.
I lifted the back of her shirt a bit with my left hand and slowly scratched her back. I gently touched and scratched her back for a good ten minutes, feeling her warm, smooth skin, and just enjoying being able to touch such a beautiful young woman.
When I finished I curled back up next to her, and did something out of habit. I slipped my hand in the front of her shirt. I caught myself, and stopped my hand and let it rest on her stomach. I nearly tried to curl up to her like I had to Dianne for the last three years. Asleep with my hand on her chest was a normal way to fall asleep, but it definitely wasn't normal for me and my niece. I had, in my head, averted doing something really wrong.
I fell back asleep, content and much cooler with the blanket off of us. I don't know how much longer it was, probably not too long because I hadn't moved at all, and Kay kicked and turned over towards the far side of the bed. Lee woke up and pushed Kay's feet away from her, which straightened Kay back out on the pillows. Then Lee pulled her arms back high over her head, and stretched her legs out. I followed suit.
I kept my hand where it was on her stomach. When she finished stretching, she curled back up into her original position. I moved my legs to spoon back up with her, and I did something unthinkable.
I moved my hand up between her breasts, and at the same time I asked her "Are you okay?" I felt her nod and heard a small "Mmhm," come from her. I could feel them, warm, soft, unguarded. It was okay to touch her like this? This was new, this was thrilling. I placed her whole left breast in my hand, and it didn't fill my grip. I gently held her like that, feeling very alive, very awake, and very comforted knowing I was this close to my niece.
If you've ever slept next to a girl like this, you know that you don't just hold a breast in that position forever. If you start like that and actually fall asleep, you lose your grip, you toss and turn, and you rarely wake up in a position close to what you started. In this case, I wasn't even trying to sleep. I wanted to touch her more. Her arm was right on top of my hand outside of her shirt, and it was pressing my hand to her chest.
I did what I could after a few minutes of holding her. I opened my grip, letting my fingers gently touch her skin. My fingers were softly touching her other breast, and after a moment I felt the weight of her arm lift. She was encouraging me. She wanted me to touch her, at that moment I knew it for sure! While she held her arm up a bit for me, I felt around in earnest. I explored her chest with my hand, feeling out their size, gently squeezing them both, running my fingertips over them. She must have the smallest nipples of any girl I've ever known. They felt so tiny when I would rub and pinch them. Occasionally Lee would make a soft murmur of approval, letting me know she was still enjoying what I was doing.
After a while, I slowed my attentions, and she let her arm down again. I gave her a small but tight hug with my arm, and we both gently shook ourselves down to resituate a bit and get comfortable again.
I rested there, awake, in basically the same position we started in, thinking about what had just happened. I had just fondled my niece's chest! I felt closer to her than I ever had, but at the same time I knew how wrong it was. I was breaking some unwritten rule that said I was walking along a line that couldn't be crossed. I was more than excited, mentally and physically. I was turned on, my cock somewhat hard, but I wasn't stiff, and I wasn't about to try to violate her any further. I just enjoyed the feeling for a while, trying to capture the feeling of her small breasts and wondering to myself just how small her nipples were. I wished more than anything to just take a look, but I wasn't going to disrobe my niece with Kay in the bed. The last thing I needed was Kay saying anything to Michelle or anyone else about how her big sister had been undressed in bed with her uncle.
Author's Note: Although I wrote this story in such a way that it can be read as a stand-alone story, it is really meant to act as a companion story (a sequel) to the “Freddy in the Bathroom: Virginity Rubbed Away” story, which has already been posted to this same website by my better half. So I would highly recommend that you read that story first, before you read this one. * * * * * Freddy in the Bathroom: My Wife's Confession by rat_race * * * * * “How would you feel if you found...
Bless Me Father Part 1: Confession By Deane Christopher As much as Daniel Parker hated having to go to confession growing up as a young lad, he, as the priest he had become, hated hearing confessions even more. Like Jesus at the Garden of Gethsemane, every Saturday, during the celebration of the morning mass, Father Dan would beseech the Almighty to let this cup pass. However, though he did so grudgingly, each and every Saturday afternoon, Father Dan, following in the footsteps of the...
My wife makes a confessionBy Chris Christopher, All rights reservedOver the holidays my wife decided to read a few of the stories I have written and posted on xHamster. That got us talking about the good old days. She brought up something that I had forgotten about along with something that she said I had never known about. She said that there was something that she wanted to confess about our agreement to only play around if we were both playing in the same room. But before I tell you what she...
She hated seeing them together ;she had met him first and thought she could take her time to woo him,but she should have known,her so called friend was quick off the mark and before long they were sharing a bed together. Now Sanne was very angry as she walked towards the Chapel ,she was determined to get her friend and him in trouble. It had only been six months since Sanne and her so called friend Lisa had been selected to travel from the Netherlands to spend a year at St.Angela's College.They...
Confession He looked over the pictures in the envelope one more time and smiled, that ulta conservative little girl was having sex with one of the nuns up the convent.? He knew what her father would do, he would disown her, throw her out on the street.? He has heard him rail enough times about homosexuals and how they are the vilest things that live on this earth.? He puts the photos back into the envelope and slipped them into his draw.? As he teacher, he felt, he should bring this to her...
Author's Note: The Sex Rehab Diaries is an ongoing series, featuring the intimate confessions of the patients of Dr Clark's group therapy class for sexual addictions at The Belleview Retreat for Sexual Health "I'm Stacey, and I'm a sex addict." I knew I wasn't the only person in the room that was in denial over that statement even as it left my mouth. ‘Admit that you need help and recovery will come quicker and last longer'. I had to hold back my initial laughter as I'd read the...
Hi. My name is Erin. This story is excerpted from the June 19, 2011, entry in my blog about my round-trip road trip from Reno, Nevada, to Mount Rushmore, South Dakota. You can read the full blog here http://xhamster.com/user/teengirerin/posts/44615.html When the Priest calls me a "c***d", he means a "c***d of God". I am 18 years old, so this story is not about sex with an u******e c***d.*******I started my morning by going to a Catholic Mass in Douglas, Wyoming. I was raised Catholic. I used...
The Abbot Bendictus donned his long brown habit and tied the white cord around his waist.It was 6am and he was getting ready for the day. His day would be spent in quiet contemplation and hearing the confessions of those who came to the monastery chapel to repent their sins. It had been two days since the Abbot had used the cane on Dean and Lorraine and the memory of that day was still to the fore in his mind. He sat at his desk in his study and allowed the thoughts to waft through his mind...
Hello Abigail,Sorry for not writing sooner but things have been a bit hectic the last few weeks, what with Matty and Teresa's wedding. It was lovely to see you and the kids. Mom and dad were looking well, so moving out to the farm with you and Bob obviously agrees. Certainly better than an old folk's home.The house feels empty with Matty and Teresa on their honeymoon. Mind you; I don't think he or any of the other hotel’s guests will be getting much rest if what I saw at the bachelorette...
CheatingChoking on my own tears, moaning through blood smeared panties, unable to swallow, both hands bound with rope far apart on the same brass bed where we conceived our first child, our only child—Milena, who is dead now—I am at last at peace. Karajan, my lover, finishes what is needed to my legs, binding them together like a mermaid’s fin. "Now you have some time to think," he...
This story is just a fiction.I am May, 20 years old. I am horny and naughty especially for hot daddies. I do horny things everywhere, in the office, in a club, as in everywhere. I offer sex and blowjob for free and let daddies fuck the way they want. Im a dirty slut, really dirty.I wanna be fucked by daddies who can shoot a blast of hot, thick, milky cum. And the older the daddy is, the hornier I become.One day, I decided to go to a church to confess about my horny deeds. I approached the...
He had returned to his quarters and tried to dismiss his thoughts but they would not leave him and the harder he tried, the more they remained on his mind. Unable to gain relief from them he had masturbated for the first time in years and he was greatly distressed when he accepted that he had enjoyed it. He had still been unable to get the thoughts of Sister Beatrice from his head and she had now become something of an obsession with him so that finally he had given way and sent word for her...
She walked into the confessional. Her raincoat and head scarf dripping wet. "Bless me Father for I have sinned." "How long has it been since your last confession my child?" asked the priest. "Oh my God, so many years father. "She answered. "Is there a reason for this? "He asked her. "I've just been lapsed for many years although I attend Mass occasionally." "Then proceed my child." "I'm very troubled tonight Father about something I've done." she replied...
Miriam Hartley was a seventeen-year-old ugly duckling that only recently had begun to blossom. Her flat chest was only now having small but perceptible bumps with tiny yet very sensitive nipples.Miriam had discovered masturbation. She had also discovered porn on the internet and would masturbate incessantly while watching porn. While not having actually seen big cocks, the cocks she viewed while watching porn, simply mesmerized her.Having been raised Catholic, Miriam was conflicted with her...
Seduction"Honey, I have a confession to make."I looked into Mat's eyes as he made this statement, and I could see he was quite serious. Needless to say, I was curious and quite intrigued. I looked back at him, my eyes indicating he should continue."We both know that I'm not able to meet your needs sexually," Mat began. "I wish I was more well-endowed, and I know you need more than I have to offer."I covered my mouth with my hand so that he wouldn't see me smiling. His four-inch cock has always been a...
FetishI'm sorry to my friends who've missed my diary. I'm really flattered that you seem to like reading about the rather ordinary events in my simple little life. I hope you'll understand that I've been trying to study for my final examinations, and simultaneously trying to stifle (usually unsuccessfully) these awful desires inside me. I guess I've missed writing the diary. You see, it acts as a kind of confessional for me. I don't go to confession any more, and writing my diary acts as a way of...
God had a purpose in mind. Father Murphy was sure of that. He was punishing him for his transgressions, his weakness, and his surrender to the sins of the flesh. The young priest sat at his desk in the dimly lighted room and reflected guiltily on the terrible things he had done since coming here to this school. He wanted to fall to his knees and pray for forgiveness. He hadn't even confessed his sins. He couldn't bring himself to admit them to another, not even the kindly Father...
The priest sighed to himself and reluctantly got up from the chair. Time to hear confessions, he despondently thought to himself. His was no longer a religion of love and forgiveness - at least not from his point of view. Why should these disgusting sinners be forgiven and accepted into the Kingdom of God. Why should they ultimately be treated the same as he? Hadn't he always struggled to remain good and pure - while these sinners had let their lust have its way in disgusting, sinful...
On a cold February day, I went to visit a friend. I went with a letter in my hand, words I wanted her to read. What follows is that letter. The words in italics are the words I spoke to her as she read. I read my copy of the letter at the same time. I am a dreamer. And a writer. This combination can either work, or it can be incredibly volatile. Why am I telling you this? I need to clear my mind of thoughts, and I need to do this in order to move on. Again you are asking why I am writing to...
On a cold February day, I went to visit a friend. I went with a letter in my hand, words I wanted her to read. What follows is that letter. The words in italics are the words I spoke to her as she read. I read my copy of the letter at the same time. I am a dreamer. And a writer. This combination can either work, or it can be incredibly volatile. Why am I telling you this? I need to clear my mind of thoughts, and I need to do this in order to move on. Again you are asking why I am writing to...
Wife LoversAs the springtime was turning into summer I’d just about completed the changes to my life that I felt were necessary at this juncture. I’d found a new home in a different location where nobody knows me, and I was now between jobs as I contemplated my future. As a confident and gregarious person I had no qualms about seeking fresh opportunities or making new friends, which as it turned out, happened much sooner than I expected.It was only a matter of days after I’d moved in to my cosy new...
TabooNow don’t get me wrong, I’m anything but innocent most of the time but this was not something I had planned. This happened without any planning or the knowledge of my husband at the time, thus me writing this so as my confession to him about what happened this fateful Thanksgiving.I enjoy cooking and having company so we hosted another Thanksgiving here at our home with lots of good friends, good food, and good booze.I am a happily married and very promiscuous 46 year old ginger. I take good...
Me – “What are you talking Di. Why would I act? And for what?” Di – “Why were you running away now?” Me – “Why would I run away? From whom?” Di – “I know you. Don’t try to fool me” Me – “I am not able to understand. What are you talking about?” Di – “Why were you hiding away from me now?” Me – “No Di. I didn’t notice you. I just got a big project. So I was checking the details of it” Di – “I saw you walking in sometime back, checking me at times. But you were occupied with your clients. So I...
Incest(C) 2005 Rachel Gumm. I glanced up at Mark as he finished wiring two leads to a small box of electronics. The other ends of the leads were connected to a cold, metal dildo, which was strapped firmly inside me. This was my punishment for last night.I shuffled slightly on the bed, the bonds allowing me very little movement, but the device stayed firmly inside me. My ankles were tied to the front corners of the bed, and my wrists were tied to a table that was fixed in place over the top of the...
BDSMCONFESSION CONFESSION Sept 4th 2003, Received a call from an old school girlfriend,she had split from an unfaithful partner & was looking for a stop overto sort her life out. She had not called me for around 3 years, but we were very close as schoolfriends, and had some mutual friends in adult life. Feeling apprehensive ofher staying with me, I still agreed she could come. But how would I hide thelife I lead. The dungeon below my home & the frequent phone calls I received & thelavish style I...
THE CONFESSION "Shit," I said as I almost tripped. It was morning when I got out of bed to go to the loo and almost tripped up over the panties that were lying on the floor. I bent down and picked them up and looked at them and thought when do panties stop being panties and become big knickers. I continued out to the toilet still holding the panties and sat down to pee. I held them up and thought, wow, these are big. They were black with a decorative panel in the front with a...
Bjorn Erikson looked at Jessie Harper just as he was about to strip himself naked in front of the other six people in the Communal Dormitory of Camp Starkers. He started pulling at the bottom hem of his t-shirt then said to Jessie, “Well, I guess I was wrong about nobody wanting to get naked in the six days we were here at Camp Starkers. But don’t get me wrong, because I am kind of glad that this is happening ... and I do have a little bit of a confession to make before I take my clothes off...
RawConfessions! If you think I only ever review websites that have smut on them, you’re dead wrong. You might be disappointed to see me reviewing Raw Confessions, but I’m playing the long game here. I’ve already covered thousands of high-quality porn sites and branched out into gaming and VR shit, so I figured I should cast a wide net across forums as well, especially if there’s potential for smut down the line. Currently, Raw Confessions is an adult confessions forum. That much should be clear...
Sex Stories SitesThis is a real life situation that happened this past weekend. I am sissy slave jennifer and i am owned by my beautiful Mistress Rita. Mistress Rita loves nothing more than putting this pathetic lil sissy through the most humiliating situations She can get away with. I once confessed to Mistress that when i was 16 i wore my very 1st pair of panties. Mistress insisted that i tell her who's they were, where i got them, and how i got them. i was embarassed to confess that i actually stole them...
Father Lester finished his last confession early. There were no more high school kids waiting except for two who always waited for Father Leary. Lester went to the rectory meaning to stop by Father Leary's office to pick up some papers that Leary had asked him to look at for him. When the thirty year old priest entered the outer office he noticed a pretty young girl sitting patiently on a bench. "Good afternoon Father Lester." Young Jill Ebber said with a sweet smile on her face. "Good...
After a glass of wine together and some cheese and crackers, Emma and Donald go back into the water one more time. They swim and play together, but Donald can tell Emma is distracted. When they get back on the shore, he has her lay on her stomach as he rubs the aloe vera over her shoulders, back, and thighs where she is the reddest. Emma sighs with contentment as he does.But then she rolls over and looks him in the eyes and tells him, “Donald, I did something horrible. I feel so bad. When I...
Love StoriesWhen I was younger I was always really into my friends mom; she was your perfect milf, she was probably in her mid 40s, very short petite woman with C sized breast with a slight sag. One night when I was sleeping over we started going through a bunch of old photos at there house. After about three quarters through my pile of photos I was looking through I came across a exciting surprise. It was a photo of my friends mom on top of a ski mountain topless with her small dark nipples visible...
For those that are used to my usual style and have offered such lovely words in their feedback, you may not like what follows. It is somewhat different in style and a departure from what I usually do. But hey, I personally need to write this, I just have to get it off my chest, it is a sort of confession if you will. If you really don’t like it, just stop reading, click away and I will return to my normal style soon enough.I have been asked what made me start writing what are essentially short...
I woke up the next morning cuddled in the arms of my very first lover, an exchange student from Armenia. There was no love as love is usually defined, but there had been a need fulfilled by each of us, a kind of mutual affection. I didn't feel bad at all. I slipped out of the bag and found my pajamas, put them on and walked to the bathroom. It was cool but not cold, and when I returned to the large room I found everyone still sleeping. There was some daylight coming in through the windows,...
Heard any good Crack Whore Confessions lately? I guess that might depend on if you’re the kind of guy who gets his rocks off safely to the sexy girls of the Internet or if you’re the kind of guy who risks infections and robberies getting a piece over on the sketchy part of town. Hey, I’ve been there before. Sometimes when you’re hard up, the girls who hang out around the hourly motels start looking a hell of a lot more attractive. I’ll tell you this much: they’re even sexier when it’s your...
Premium Extreme Porn SitesNormally Thursday afternoon confessions were something Father Leary disliked. All those high school teenagers confessing the same sins every week, but this Thursday the priest was in a splendid mood and was more lenient than usual when doling out penance. He was in a good mood because he expected young Jill Ebber this Thursday to give penance in the good Father's private office as she had done last week. The fifteen year old had allowed the priest to spank her on her cute rounded bare bottom...
Patty opened her eyes, they were slightly glazed and unfocused as she looked at Doctor Marks, the drug had taken effect. ‘How do you feel, Patty?’ he asked the pretty twenty-six year old, and she blinked long lashes at him. ‘Ok…’ she said, her tone was rather vague and her eyes seemed to have trouble focusing on him. Smiling he sat back, she’d asked him to hypnotize her for this particular counseling session… they were going to explore some of her basest instincts and she felt rather...
and kissed her. Our tongues working together like they were meant too. She was an unbelievable kisser and my cock started to harden as a result. As we kissed I opened the door. We broke the kiss, "God you're an amazing kisser." She said as she walked out the door. I then got dressed in clean cloths as I thought of what had just happened. My cock grew so hard that it was difficult to get my boxer briefs on. Once we dressed we went to the living room. "Sorry, we ran to the store earlier,...
Can you imagine how it feels 2 months after your wedding to discover that you’ve married one of the big- gest sluts in town? I didn’t find out until she let me know that we were expecting our first child. “Darling, I have a confession to make and it’s going to test if you really love me as much as you say you do.” My wife said to me after dinner one night. “Cindy dear, you know I do love you very much. What do you have to tell me?” I asked...
‘Honey, I have a confession to make.’ I looked into Mat’s eyes as he made this statement, and I could see he was quite serious. Needless to say, I was curious and quite intrigued. I looked back at him, my eyes indicating he should continue. ‘We both know that I’m not able to meet your needs sexually,’ Mat began. ‘I wish I was more well-endowed, and I know you need more than I have to offer.’ I covered my mouth with my hand so that he wouldn’t see me smiling. His four-inch cock has always been a...
Confession By Blueheatt __I hooked up with new girlfriend Ava. She was a professional licensed sex therapist. As time went by she told me how these women just need to get things off their mind and then she can get to any problems after that. I said: I bet you have a lot of stories you could tell. She said she couldnt tell any of them because of legal confidentiality rules, like a priest will never reveal anything said in a confessional. No law can force him to. I like to write porn stories,...
I had just spent a night with Marg and had concocted a story to stop my wife Sue from being suspicious.After Marg returned home a couple of days later I had a lot on my mind. Sue had accepted my explanation for not coming home although Mike told me later that she had checked my story with him the next day. Sex with Sue was becoming routine like washing the dishes or mowing the lawn. I’m not saying it was not enjoyable, much better than wanking off in the shower but it in no way compared with...
CheatingI like to get naked.I especially like to get naked outdoors.Just typing these words gives me a warm, wet, tingly feelingI have had this naked outdoor addiction since I was very young girl. Our family lived at the base of a small mountain. My brother and I and the neighborhood k**s loved to play in the woods above our house. We devised all sorts of imaginary games, although none involved taking our clothes off.I was ten the first time I climbed the hill by myself. My favorite spot was a little...
Glory Hole ConfessionIt all started about three years ago. I have a good marriage, and my wife is a sweet woman but is a little selfish in the sex department. When we would have sex I would start by kissing and licking her up and down then give her multiple orgasms where by she would usually squirt. I would use my mouth and hands as well as toys. She would be so hot all she wanted was to get fucked. Well, in the 45 min to 90 minutes I spent on foreplay for her I had usually gone soft and needed...
I’m writing this, less as a confession, but more so you know what happened. I know that I stood you up the day of our wedding, ran away from everything we had, and you haven’t heard from me since then, but I still care for you enough that I want you to know the truth. First I need to tell you that I really was a virgin, I know that was important to you, I had been saving myself for marriage. Things changed though on the night before our wedding, the night of my bachelorette party. As...
You asked for it so here it is:This is my first confession of many more to comeFrom finishing school I’ve always liked being bough expensive items bags, shoes and jewellery. So when I did my work experience in a charity shop and I had many old charming men come in and try chatting me up! Now I like older men (not that old but older than myself) so I enjoyed it I never acted on it but it opened my eyes to the more vintage experienced richer men! When I turned 16 I went through a few...
Can you imagine how it feels 2 months after your wedding to discover that you've married one of the biggest sluts in town?I didn't find out until she let me know that we were expecting our first c***d."Darling, I have a confession to make and it's going to test if you really love me as much as you say you do." My wife said to me after dinner one night."Cindy dear, you know I do love you very much. What do you have to tell me?" I asked inquisitively as I held her hand."Honey. I do love you very...
I will never forget that dreadful day, when Charlie, Bruce and Daniel, lured me to that basement. The three of them attacked me and viciously took my anal virginity. Until that day I had no thought of two males having sex, or that more than one male could sexual attack another. On that day all my innocence was stolen from me. When Charlie slammed his fist into my unprotected stomach and Bruce held my ankles, Daniel removing my pants and underwear, my life changed for ever. The three of them...
Can you imagine how it feels 2 months after your wedding to discover that you've married one of the biggest sluts in town?I didn't find out until she let me know that we were expecting our first c***d."Darling, I have a confession to make and it's going to test if you really love me as much as you say you do." My wife said to me after dinner one night."Cindy dear, you know I do love you very much. What do you have to tell me?" I asked inquisitively as I held her hand."Honey. I do love you...
Chapter 22: Dee Dee's Confession The incredible sexual encounters continued for both Jeanne and Jordan. Each girl was pushed to her limits on a daily basis, with a variety of partners, and constantly varying sexual acts. By the time the contest was near, each girl felt as though she could fuck the living daylights out of anything that lived. When she wasn't helping the other girls putting Jordan through the sexual wringer, Dee Dee continued to go through all the files and programs on...
This is Nikita, a 26-year-old married pretty woman. I got married last year just 5 days before I turned 26. Mine was an arranged marriage. We met, chatted, spoke and liked. The initial 6 months flew by like a honeymoon period with lots of love and yes lots of sex. But then got the monotony and work. My husband loves me a lot and is superb in bed but I was always lot kinky and needed attention from my college days. (6 months back) This was when my best friend from college, Akriti who had now...
THE CONFESSION If I had to describe myself or the life that I have lived up until this point I would say that I have known the pleasure of the flesh to be the greatest part of my life. Some might say that I have been damaged by my up bring, but how can having the complete love and devotion of two loving parents be wrong? Yes the title of my story is correct, I am an i****t whore; having fucked nearly forty members of my family, watch includes my mother and father, my two brothers and four...
Alexa Chapter 5: The Saturday Night Confession I don't know what was worse, the sudden blast of sunlight that seemed to hit me or Katie's saccharine voice telling me to get up. "Leave me alone Katie." I can't believe how bad I feel. My head is pounding from the worst hangover I have ever had in my entire life. I'm blaming Jenny for the condition I find myself in. I'm sure I had no hand in how bad I feel. "Get up Alexa," Katie says to me. "You are the one who thought...
Portia's Confession I have for years struggled to repress the desire in me to put on women's clothes. It's always been part of me, this desire, a part of me and of even my earliest memories. Ever since I swapped clothes with my girlfriend and best friend at around the age of three. Why has this desire been a struggle? Why don't I just put on the clothes and have done with it? Part of me asks these questions. Why can't I? Am I afraid of society's disapproval? No, I have...
Our sexy bhabhi Savita and her new friend Shobha were shopping for clothes in the mall. “Doesn’t this dress look adorable, Shobha?” Savita had found a particularly sexy dress and asked Shobha for her opinion while trying on a pink salwar. “It’s good bhabhi, but why don’t you try this one instead?” Shobha handed Savita another dress. “How does this one look?” asked Savita after considering it. “It looks great, much better than the last one!” Meanwhile the salesman at the shop was looking at...
Audra had decided to make Irma and I breakfast and had let both of us know quite clearly that our help was not needed. As I sat down across from Irma shaking my head, Irma asked, "What are we going to do with her?" The question surprised me. Irma looked over at me and said, "I suppose you think I like being waited on." I shrugged, not knowing what to say. Irma responded, "I love Audra. I suppose I was much closer to her than her parents but I cared for them as well. I never wanted to...
What can you expect from dirty little sluts other than dirty little confessions? I feel like checking out the hot babes on Reddit is one of the best ways to experience some of the hottest confessions ever, but you just need to know where to look. If you want to look in the right place for confessions of sexual nature on the Reddit.com platform, then there’s only one sub that you should check out and it goes by the name of /r/DirtyConfession. Now, as The Porn Dude, I went ahead and tried the...
Reddit NSFW ListWritten and edited with the help of an ex-catholic friend. This story may stir some controversy but then why write if it tastes like vanilla. Raised in Boston to love, honor and obey his family and one-day to fulfill his spiritual calling, Tom O’Brien was the youngest of six American bred Irish children. Every Irish Catholic family dreams of the day that one of their children will be ordained into the priesthood, increasing the prospect of an eternal reward in Heaven for the parents, and...
Fetish