I want to do something big before I break up w my gf.
her bday is coming up n she is planning on getting blackout wasted.
im planning on getting a hotel for 'romantic' bday sex but my real intention is to get her back to the hotel wasted and find guys around the hotel to use her.

Here is a legit confession for you arm chair psychologists. I am a male in his 30's and have known since I was 14 that I was a pedophile. I have never acted on these desires in fact I have never even been with a woman. I have been with men, but I don't consider myself gay since with men my attraction is purely physical. All my romantic interests have been in women even if nothing ever came from them.

Back to the pedophile issue. When I am looking at porn of a young girl legal or not if I find her attractive I more often than not do not find myself fantasizing of doing things to them. I am often wishing I was them. This extends not just to young girls but women as well. Now when it first dawned on me that I was having these feelings I thought well maybe I am truly gay and not just bi as I had previously believed, but even when I find myself wishing I was a particular girl that I happen to be watching. I am still not really imagining any real romantic connections with men. I don't know I am just all sorts of messed up I guess.

Have you ever had a woman you wanted and lusted over for a long time, and then, when it finally happened, it was all you imagined it would be, only to be disappointed at the end?

We both knew Maya back in hs. She was by far the pretties girl in the entire school, but she wasn't popular, no, she was one of the nerdy girls, yet, the way she dressed, so closed and unrevealing, nor the way she acted, all shy and introverted, couldn't fool guys to look over her hotness.

She was our friend, and we both lusted over her. I tried something, she rejected me, like she rejected everyone - no one could touch her.

Now, this all happened in my home town, and as I went to college, she stayed, with him, my best friend. First Christmas I came back home from college, they already became an item, but we kept contact, all the way through college. Every time I visited, she evolved more and more, into a mesmerizing woman, being with him gave her confidence, both socially, and about the way she dressed, behaved.

I got married to a girl I met in college, in the city, after graduation, and they started living together, back home.

Twenty something years have passed. I got divorced in the mean time, and bought a little condo back home, for vacation, and started spending more time there. We lost touch over the years, but when I met him, and asked him about her, he confessed they broke up years ago. Then I bumped into her...

Saying that a 44 year old is stunning, always has to be taken with a bit of salt, but man, she was. I had no time to waste, texting have started, coffee dates, dinners... After one, she agreed to come back to my condo. When I kissed her, she kissed me back, and then surprised me, by going down on her knees, by herself, moments after, and unbuttoning my pants. When she took it in her mouth, I couldn't believe it. This was a woman, who I have been obsessed with for over two decades. I jerked off to the thought of her, thousands of times, and there she was.

It was wonderful, sensual, romantic. She came, while on top of me, tweeting like a little bird. Then I got to be on top, and when I was about to nut, I pulled out, but my excitement got the better of me, so instead of shooting for her belly, I unloaded all over her bald, perfect pussy.

"You didn't have to,"she commented,"there is no worries there".

That night, I learned that he left her, because she couldn't have kids. I also learned, that she is absolutely still and forever in love with him, and I decided, that that plot, is not healthy for me.

I did buckle, two more times, we spent two more nights together, before I packed my shit and got out of there, not to come back for another two years. She may be my perfect woman, but I am not her perfect man, and that would come back to bite me in the ass, sooner or later.

And that is my, said, love story.

Hi I wanted to share some pics for any girls that are interested. Here's the thing, almost all guys just post their dick do some super standard dirty talking and honestly, I am doing this because you girls desperately need a real guy that will talk to you like a human being. Tell me when you get to know someone and your actually into them that it doesn't make the whole situation million times better. Seriously, I can't guarantee I'll like everyone but you will not regret stepping into the erotic and honestly romantic:

I have been having sex with my “friends” daughter. I don’t feel bad or have any regrets. She is a complete smoke show. There is a large age gap but we are both adults. 
i was married for the better part of 20 years. Once the divorce was finalized i explored my bisexual side which I still love. However, when Tanya and I reconnected after all the years I missed her growing up. We actually hit it off immediately on the romantic side.
ive always liked younger women, however this is the youngest I’ve gone. She is 5’2”, extremely petite. Maybe 90 pounds at most. Long legs and blond hair with green eyes. Her breasts are so small they are sexy as fuck. A large A cup at most.
we don’t have any other plans to get into a serious relationship. It’s basically hot sex and friendship. With no strings attached. I could see it being worse if I was closer with her mom but time has away way of separating people. 
What’s your opinion on this?  

I’m not gay I’m a sissy faggot.
Don’t have any romantic interest in men. Infact I love women. Especially slutty women. But sexual I want to be a slutty women. I want to be a public whore. I want men to fuck me like the 19yo NO LIMIT cum slut I see my self as.

Honestly I think my ideal relationship would be with an older couple say 50’s. Serving under the fat BBW fuck pig wife. I imagine being all dressed up and bound up in the corner. Chastised and plugged wearing a funnel gag and serving as a urinal for the wife’s drunken Gand bang party. I as I watch her fat roll bounce like a lava lamp as she takes 3 cocks at once I am truly in love. I worship this woman and all she can take. After the last cream pie my gag is removed and the fat balding husband drags me by my pigtails to the end of the bed shoving my face into my loves fat gaping blown out cum filled pussy and Bellows “EAT!!” As I burry my face in her massive pussy he tears away my plad skirt and panties and violently rips my princess plug out of my sissy ass. As I let out a massive shreek the woman I love orgasms and sprays all those strangers cum and her piss all over my face. Then I feel the cock of the fat old man that ownse the woman I love slam into my sissy pussy as he degrades me. He angerly explains that worthless fat pigs need to be used and abuesd by true alpha men and that’s the only thing worth less than a fat pig slut is the sissy boy that loves her for the disgusting pig she is.

I hate this Man I truly despise him except for the fact that he is 💯% right. And for that reason I worship this man. I gladly such his old sweaty balls. I gladly rim his ass and drink his piss because he’s right. I am madly in love with his fat pig slut of a wife. She has no limits then neither should I.

After all the men have brutally fucked me and my lovely pig has cum 2 more times they drag me into the bathroom floor and piss all over me.ad I lay there my my 300 pound public slit waddles in and crouches over my face and tells me I was a very good slit trainee today and I deserve a reward. As I see he blown out but hole lower over my mouth she wispers “in been saving this for you for the past hour”. She then squirts a massive load of strangers cum mixed with her shit into my open mouth. She then kisses me on the forehead and wispers in proud of you.

As I lay there savoring the beautiful gift given to me by the woman I love. I realize. This is where I belong this is who I was mentioned to be.

Last week at this time I was at a bbq where my hostess had kindly thought of me and invited her friend Ben, the cutest little twink I’ve seen in quite a bit. Anyway, we had chemistry from the start and all afternoon we flirted like teens. Bumping and rubbing casually in passing. The day wore on and the alcohol flowed and in a not so casual moment I caught him coming out of the bathroom and pushed him back in locking the door behind me. After one fast probing kiss I pulled his shorts down and sucked his hardening cock into my mouth. The most brazen thing I’ve done in years! The vodka did help lol. Lucid enough to know I didn’t want to be caught I made no pretense of this blow job. I wanted cum and I wanted it fast. Ben obliged handsomely. I swallowed the first cum that wasn’t my own in three and a half months and it was fantastic! I stood, pulling his shorts up and got my own surprise kiss in return. We scooted out of the bathroom without being caught and rejoined the party with nobody the wiser. I knew right then we weren’t done.

Ensconced in the darkest corner of the yard watching fireworks with his hands rubbing my inner thighs sending goosebumps throughout my body he agreed to come home with me. I wish I could tell you that it was romantic but it wasn’t. It was urgent needful primal sex. Which looking back might have been romantic in its own right. We gave and took from each other what we needed in the moment and fell asleep sated. The morning brought if not tenderness, a more luxurious languid love making. I saw him to the door and with his cum leaking out of me kissed him and invited him to the party I was hosting that day.

many years ago I met and fell in love with a girl. we got engaged. years later I met another girl and we hit it off immediately. we fell hard. Never touched, never did anything wrong. I married the first girl, because I felt I had an obligation. Now, nine years later, i torture myself and the second girl by remaining very close, platonic friends. I don't cheat on my wife becuase I don't want to turn into one of those men that fuck around. I don't know if I love my wife romantically anymore and i can't leave her because I don't want to hurt her.

Your romantic and humilating ways you imagine my fuckpiggy wife would be fucked?

Question for you: what would you do in my situation?

My wife has recently picked up a sexual appetite way beyond her normal one. I mean, from once a month or less, to every night. I know she's going through a mid-life crisis, and she's challenging herself in every way possible - especially sexually. She's gone from very vanilla to, well, a lot less vanilla, but not anywhere near as kinky as I'd like, but hey - it's a very pleasant change.

I've found out that her appetites have changed about the same time as she's started having a bit of a thing for a work colleague. She's clearly interested, as is he - and I suspect that sooner or later it'll develop into an affair, if I'm honest. Now the sex doesn't really bother me - one of my kinks would be to get more into the whole swing/swap scene, but the dishonesty/emotional connection side of things does have more of a concern for me. I'm all for her fucking other guys, but only for the fucking, not because of the deeper side of things - which I worry is more what she's looking for. Clearly I'm not fulfilling something in her life, but after 8 years of marriage I guess the romance gets replaced with a comfort thing, which can be easily overlooked in favour of a new guy with a poem and a bunch of cheap flowers.

Her friends have talked to me because I think they recognise she's on the verge of going "off the rails" and, in their own words, it's not because of something I've done, but just because she's hit that point in her life where she's wanting to go crazy. I'm an innocent bystander, they say. They want me to come over all the romantic hero, and sweep her off her feet so she stays loyal: but the kinky dog in me wants something else :)

Personally I'm no angel. I've been with prostitutes; I've slept around on one night stands; I've hooked up with people I've met on work conferences and screwed around. So don't picture me as the guy on the moral high ground. No way.

My personal thought on all this is: I don't care if she screws around, and I might get her to agree to some kinky shit that I've wanted to do for some time (threesomes, foursomes, outdoor group sex with strangers and more). I might think about discussing an open relationship with her, which she might actually go for as she'd be given by me an open invite to follow up on the attraction she's got with the guy from work.

So - what would you dirty minded fuckers do? (and it makes a change that there's nobody under-aged involved, which disappoints me deeply: I love "fucking reported" guy and hope he posts on my thread just for me). Thanks, pervs.

I confess, and this is no joke:

I wish I could kill my wife and put her out of my life. I hate her and her fucking mom with a passion. I have kids with her and I hate that they are starting to act just like her and her mom. Both are fucking jobless never-gonna-be-shit fucks. I was forced into this marriage for pity sake. She almost left me a few months ago but I fought to keep her back. I am a complete, hopeless romantic dumbass who is too proud to imagine another man fucking her, even though I hate her. Do I really hate her or do I hate my own life? I have contemplated suicide but never had the balls to do it. This is the wrong site to ask for help but I think I need serious help. I would never kill anyone, I just hate my situation. I never thought my life would be like this.