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.

I have a confession that I love Dawn.

Oh…if feels so dawn good don’t it, Placing my hands around you firmly as I begin to sucking and liking his cock. Playfully flicking my tongue across the tip, Waiting eagerly for that old cum so that I can sip...Hummmmmmm Delicious. Do YOU like it ?????????? ~ Your Queen Of Darkness...The Queen Of Hell...Your Priestess Goddess ▲☥▲

I'm freaking out!

This morning a got a text from my daughter's coworker saying my daughter Sara had left her phone at home and asked me to bring it to her at work. I drove over to her apartment and found it under some of her dirty clothes next to her bed.

I was walking down to the car when I text came. Thinking it was possibly Sara I opened up the text. Instead it was someone named Paul. It was went into great detail about how the night before was so much fun and how he'd like to see her again.

It's no surprise Sara was seeing men, we got her on the pill when she was 13 and had many boyfriends over the years.

What freaked me out was when I started scrolling back into the text. Sara had sent lots of nudes of herself to Paul. It was amazing but she looks so much like me nude it was like I was looking at pictures of myself.

I sat in my car and started to read more. Soon I found nude shots of Paul's very hard, very big and veiny penis. I was floored at the size. I'd never seen a man this big! I unstantky got hot and even jealous. My husband is no where that large! 

It dawned on me as I stared at the closeups that it was not a young man but an older man. From the amount of belly hair and shape I could tell it was a dad bod, not some boy her age.

In one of the early texts where it was clear they were just flirting Paul said something like "If Donna or Chris ever found out, they'd get mad" He knew both my and husband's name!

I grabbed my phone and searched through my contacts. I had three Pauls listed. One of them matched! It was one of my husband's old college buddies who he golf's with almost every weekend!

I sat there forever not knowing what to do. Finally I decided to send all the pictures of them to my phone along with screen captures of their conversations.

I dropped off the phone to the front desk afterwards so I didn't have see my daughter.

Im still freaking out!

Dawn flashing

Who likes dawn and Chloe?

i have this fantasy that my neighbour finds out about my cross dressing and then blackmails me to serve as a hostess for him and his friends while they watch football. i have to dress like a real slut in mini skirt, tightly corseted big silicone breast forms under a shear blouse with very high stiletto heels, All during the game i have to keep their drinks topped off and serve them snacks. all while praying that is all they want but then the first of them calmly orders me to suck his big cock and to do a good job or he'll post all of my personal information all over the internet and the small town i live in. That is when it dawns on me that my neighbour lied to me, he told them all about me from the start...

Last night I got up at dawn to the bathroom and as I passed my stepdaughter's room I heard strange noises, I put my ear against her door and heard that my stepdaughter was masturbating, my cock got very hard and I went to masturbate in the bathroom, Now I am determined to fuck her or at least she give me a good blowjob and make her swallow my cum until I see her choke

I am 41, have never been married, and my sex life kind a went to shit after I hit 35, so, occasionally I end up here.

This is my confession, it aint much, but it took me some courage to do this.

After I hit 35, my sex life died in a way. I was never beautiful, nor hot, but I did attract men, with no problem. Now, the men that want me are questionable, to say the least, and I am spending my time mostly alone. I have had a few flings, and one night stands, but regretted it every single time. I had a long term relationship which I threw away, over a stupidity, and now I am regretting it.

It may sound stupid, but I was with him for 7 years, and when the time came to talk about marriage, I realized that I had only two orgasms with him, for all that time. Going back, I was unsatisfied in two other relationships I had prior to him, in a similar way.

Then, it dawned on me - my first boyfriend ruined me.

We were seniors in hs, and he had prior been with this girl, everyone envied. When he showed interest in me, I was over the moon. We proceeded having a year long relationship, in which, he was more than dominant, sexually. Now, when I think of it, it is strange for someone who is 19, to have such confidence, and such kinks. He was my first, so I didnt second guess it, but I was cumming hard, when he choked me, slapped me around, called me names, he would even cum in my glass of water, and make me drink it during breakfast...

After we broke up, and I met my next bf, I realized how insane our thing was, and I was angry, felt betrayed and disgusted by myself, for letting someone treat me that way.

But, him, the next guy, and my not destined future husband, all were so gentle, and vanilla, and respectful to me. Yet, they didnt make me cum.

So he broke me. Made sex for me, being, degrading and hurtful, as the only way I could get off, but on the other side, I do not want to feel the way I felt with him, but I want the orgasms he gave me.

So, I am nowhere.