Horny old mom pics

2020.11.25 07:37 Different_Inside9960 Horny old mom pics

Trigger warning: might be sexual abuse, not sure if abuse is the correct term though.
I (f16) grew up in a pretty small house, but was grateful to even have a house. It had 1 bedroom with 4 to 5 of us living there. My parents, younger brother (now 14 yrs old), and I would sleep on one bed. It was a king sized bed and we would sleep on it horizontally. From left to right it would be my dad, mom, brother, and then me. My grandma, whenever she was living with us, would sleep on a bed in the living room. I didn't have my own place to sleep until I was about 15.
I didn't grow up watching my parents be physically affectionate towards each other. No hugging, kissing, or anything like that.
I've never told this to anyone before. My parents would start having sex in the middle of the night while my brother and I were laying right next to them. The bed would move and squeak, and I'd hear them quietly moan. Not sure if my brother knew what was going on or if he was able to sleep through it. I've never brought it up to him. Maybe I should also mention that he is sort of a late bloomer.. he was in special ed classes almost all throughout elementary and middle school.
While my parents would be doing this, I would try to recite prayers and I would also quietly cry. It was almost impossible to ignore them, as you can imagine.
This next part is super uncomfortable for me to say but basically.. I would feel uncomfortably horny. Like somehow I'd get sexually aroused, but obviously it wasnt TOWARDS my parents or anything like that. The way that the bed would move and just the whole thing made me feel ways that I didnt want to feel. I honestly didn't know what was happening to my body or why. My parents would never touch me in that manner, yet it all felt so physical. The first time I felt that way, I was probably about 8 years old. I can't exactly remember, but it carried on throughout the years. I feel disgusted whenever I think about it.
I feel very guilty about it all. I never tried to save my brother and I from the situation because I honestly didnt know how. I never brought it up to my parents because i was scared of how they were going to react. The whole thing was just extremely uncomfortable.
We now have our own rooms. I dont know what else to say. Thanks for listening I guess.
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2020.11.24 06:30 GuraGuro Let me watch my playlist!

Age restricted? Well guess what, I'm well over old enough, so don't skip a song because you think 20, 30, 40 and 50 year olds can't handle hearing someone sing about suicide or being horny or violent or what have you.
I even bought premium, because you got us by the short hairs, but if it's just another thing you can't handle me listening to, then what do I pay you for? I don't want a curator deciding what I can't hear! Google, you're not my fucking mom, you're not my church, you're not even my friend so you shouldn't even be putting a single obstacle to what song I can hear, let alone deciding to skip right over it when I'm gaming and giving me no option to turn off your nanny state program.
And if there's actually some way to disable your babysitter of a censor, how come looking for it, over the course of like twenty minutes showed me nothing? Which is it, you want to make me look stupid by having some trickster way of watching videos in playlists I compile, or there's just no way to watch it as part of a playlist?
You pulled this shit with other videos I'd listen to during background play, like anything singing about atheism, yeah, you hate that? Fine, deal with it, but what was that supposed to make me feel about your spiritual family values? Resentful? Congrats! It's only reassured me we need a socialized video site that allows anything that doesn't break the law! I deeply resent the rich oligarchs and religitards that are buying up all the websites. I hate you guys so much!
Quick edit 1: oh and to be clear, there's not a "I understand and wish to proceed button" in the playlist, there's no total tolerance button to not give me that BS when i set a playlist up, I have to do extra techie moves like opening in another tab and then clicking I accept, which come the fuck on, it's a gaming playlist, why do I need to click an extra 2 buttons and swerve a cursor around the screen twice just for a damn song every time it's one you ivory tower spergs decide is so unholy?
I hope whatever you think is the unholiest and grittiest material haunts your every dream.
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2020.11.24 05:35 LightRaiserr Horny old mom pics

Ok, so I remembered this one and honestly I can't believe that I have had many encounters with Karens and I didn't even realized. So a bit of unnecesary cultural context for ya
(This story is probably gonna be like L because of backstory yet the story it's like 3 lines long lol, so enjoy!)
Here in Chile we celebrate kids bdays differently, we do piñatas but it's kind of a different ritual.
Piñatas are just cardboard boxes with different shapes and decorated with the image of a topic like this one or this one . They're filled with a reasonable amount of candy but not too much because we're a third world country and we can't afford 4 kilos of candy (also bc we're all cheap), and everyone knows that, it's like general culture, every kid comes in with that thought in their head, scanning and analyzing every corner and every angle where the candy can fall, depending on the velocity, position of the piñata, height, etc.. But it happens on the background of the mind.
Everyone enjoys the party as normal but the background analysis is happening very subtly. And when the birthday kid's parent(s) come with the pilata, everyone enters Hunger Games mode.
As a 9-10 year-old ADHD kid horny for sour sugar I was very competitive when it was candy shower time, VERY. Some times (at different ages) my mom had to talk me off for being rough and unconscious/unconsiderate with the other, littler children, but why would I care? Snatchers keepers finders weepers! (I still behave like that but now I have an alibi, I'm helping my sister get candy and making sure she doesn't stand up empty bagged)
But enough of that, this is the story:
We were on a friend of my (then) stepfather's child's birthday party, I didn't wanna go but I was 9 and he wanted us to go because my sister had their age or something, can't remember and don't care, I was thinking, "ooh, free food" and "ooh, candy" [insert grinch smirk]
We arrived and the party happened as any normal one here, adults chattering, little kids running everywhere and me sitting or standing in a corners near mom because I was already shy and uncomfortable around other kids my age. I remember looking everywhere not wanting to be there and being generally bored until I heard it.
The parents called our attention and they didn't have to do it twice for me, my eyes were laser focused on that big piece of carboard holding hostage my precious candy, everyone gathered in the middle of the backyard and they told the 5-6 year old birthday kid to pull the string to open the piñata at the count of three so we could start catching the candy.
I took my place almost under the piñata with my patented strategy ready to go. If you're wondering, i observe the biggest cumulus of candy as soon as it reaches the floor and secure it with both hands and cover it (think of the big WALL-Es in the Axioma dump), waiting til some of the chaos cools down to be sure I can put them on my bag without any pesky spawns trying to be smart, while grabbing the loose candys here and there quickly, looking like an octopus, it's 90% effective and I can bring home a big bold bag of sorted candy's.
This was not the case, the space was a little smaller there ans as soon the candy fell, it looked like ants over a tiny oiece of watermelon, i could half pull my strategy but had to pick nomad candy's that hadn't been vanished by those kids, blurry as I remember, I threw myself to grab ONE candy that was away from me and kept unnoticed by the rest, at the same time, some 3-4 year old went like, under me (I was already in all fours in the ground grabbing the candy and didn't fall or crush anyone of the kids) to grab something maybe, but I stretched to grab mine and went al "__" so the kid under me was being squashed (not seriously, I was still thin at the time). I felt a pinch and then insane pain in the spot righ between my armpit and my back, to I backed off and this Karen was like:
Me: [SCREECHES IN PAIN]
EM: hey! Be more careful!!!
She was pissed like I had been the one who pinched a little kid
Me: What is wrong with you?! [Starting to loose my oxygen bc i wanted to cry, yes, i was a pussy and didn't tolerate physical pain that well]
EM: [still pissed and not even sorry for nipple-grippling my... posterior armpit?] well YOU gotta bE mOrE cARefUL!!! Don't you sEe you hiT My kiD?? And you're too big to be picking candy!
Me:[maybe this was said, maybe it happened in my mind, can't make up my thoughts just right] I didn't do anything! He threw himself under!
I don't temember seeing the kid crying or being an exagerated brat like you would expect, maybe it was the adrenaline of stealing candy from others and he didn't care.
I just silently turned back and picked up my pace while starting to cry and went to my mom because after processing what had happened, she had actually pinched me so hard maybe she was trying to pull me of the heap.
I explained what happened to my mom and she was livid, she's a great mom but when something makes her angry she could make the devil bring his manager and actually get him fired while not even yelling!
I just stood behind her hurt while she berated the Karen, she tried to interrupt my mom but that only makes her yell louder lol. In the end Karen just sat there pissed but with her mouth shut, I got reprimanded again for not being couscious of how rough I am even when there were kids younger than me like usual and i ate my candy with an emotion cocktail of anger, pain and satisfaction because Karen wasunhappy and I still managed to get a decent amount of candy. My sister got more tho... F'ing adults cheating for their children...
Also I think the kid didn't grab the thing he wanted because I remember him with a poker face.
I hope this story was ok since i wrote it sleep-drunk at 2am and it's hard for me fo hit the keyboard
TL;DR Karen pinches me hard af because her son got squashed by trying to go under me to grab a candy in piñata time, mom verbally destroys her.
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2020.11.22 20:38 Gator-thepimp Horny old mom pics

Im apologizing in advance this might be hard to follow. it’s all over the place and bad grammar but idgaf right now. AND YES IT HAS TO DO WITH NO FAP. It’s an ugly history. No fap has helped me though I tell ya.. I don’t really have much to be proud of. You can tell by my tone even in these words I write on a screen that I am in post relapse depression. I’m unemployed sleeping on my big brothers couch. Homeless. Haven’t had consistent work at all in life. Tons of problems in my family, relationships, ‘friendships’, work life, school. I grew up using pmo, playing video games. Barely played sports. Got into smoking tons of dope. In Hs. Was always a loser in school. No life really. Started smoking cigarettes. Drinking booze. Rank liquor too. I used to think I was sick cause I’d smash bottles. I was a narcissist. I’d drink 30 beer and a 26 of hard no chase easy in a night. All the fuckin time. I’d try and drink as much as possible and get as much free shit as I could and this went on for years. I never had confidence with anything really. Girls? Hah what a joke. Me and my one buddy used to smoke shatter every morning before school. I started failing classes and I started out with straight A + or - proficiency/high honours. I used to love sports too. Not too say I used to be great and I fell. I’ve always been pretty fucked up. I was never good at sports or really into them. Never got much chance. Never lived a healthy lifestyle really. I isolated and moved around a lot and played with my legos hah. All the coolest most well off kids grew up playing hockey. I wish that was me. To this day I fuckin suck at hockey but I want to play so bad. They hunted too some of them. Fished. Had lots of friends and were passionate about life. Back to the boozin though. At one point I was ‘dating’ this nasty ass girl, I was 16 she was 18 I believe,and she was rank into shit too, I’d skip school and just get plastered with her. was fucked. Lots of drunken sex too 🤮Super unhealthy. We’d down 60oz bottle of vodka no chase and smoke bong hoots with tobacco (poppers). In an hour or two. Ya then one of my ‘best friends’ who is a sociopath, and who I stopped associating with, fucked her WHILE I was outside on the phone. We got into a fight and his parents held me down and he boot fucked my head, (yes his parents, who were well aware we would day drink and do drugs at his house all the time) I was bleeding everywhere, I got loose and hit him a few times I think.. his parents called cops on me, and he tried poking my eyes out (like game of thrones style shit) and kicking my knee where I had a torn acl, and spat in my face, and held a kitchen knife to my throat. Ya I considered him one of my bffs lmao. I wanted to end him after that. I stopped talking to him sort of, my step mom convinced me that revenge was pointless and would lead no where. I still don’t know about that to this day. I’d love to kick the fuck out of him lol. Later that year at a music fest he found me and fake cried and said sorry. Instead of telling him to get fucked like I should’ve, I said ok and got him to give me free beer and cigs for the next couple days. Then I got hammered, was macking with this girl I had a crush on for a bit at the time. stupid. Another alcoholic ass bitch. Anyways she was pretty drunk too so I ended up bringing her back to her truck and I hung around like a simp and ended up watching her make out with this other dude. (And no I didn’t slee with her I’ve never taken advantage of anyone I’d probably kms if I did)That made me feel awful lol. I was up all night after and that’s the first night I did coke. What a shit show. And with who? Buddy from before (knife to throat) that’s who. Same guy who I got into a lot of shit with. Fuck him. I’m responsible for it though. I’d never felt so awful in my life. I used coke quite a few times after that. Turned into a shittier person too that’s for-sure. Uglier. More disgusting. I remember showing up to school the next year a completely new person in the worst way. I felt fucked. All the time. Head on into another toxic relationship too. Super unhealthy and greasy. At one point after we hung out (me and knife throat guy) and I was with another alcoholic friend (the life of a 16 year old in Canadas far north up above 60•) and he got ripped off for blow by some crack heads with guns, I got real mad and we got ready to go jump these guys but ‘pussied out’ thank fuck. The next day I hung out with some other older coke heads on my 17th bday and got higher thsn ever before. We planned on jumping these guys from before, but I was driving my truck on the way to the sketchy apartment where they were and I was going too fast (mid November -30 Celsius, roads were like a skating rink) down a super steep dirt road hill with a 90 degree bend and I flipped my truck off this small cliff and almost killed myself. Thank god for that. I had logs in the back and a tool box and that shit went everywhere.i delivered pizzas at the time and didn’t spill a slice somehow (this was after work btw) I wasn’t hurt tho and we didn’t end up trying to jump those guys. (Although to the day the guys giving me coke still owe me money I lent them. Yes I am that dumb to lend these types money) god. I lost a job actually at that point cause I was supposed to work that day. My brain was pretty bugged out. I had shit going on at home. Constant. Abuse. Fighting every day. Me and my dad were fighting and he’d kick me out once and a while . It got a little violent st some points. Lots of it was emotional and psychological though. Being treated awful. Extreme anger. Always being stepped on and talked down to.To this day I’m confident he has a coke problem. And drinking problem. And he’s a narcissist. He pushed me off my crutches a few times while I had a broken knee. Once in front of my gf. But I love him and it tears me apart. I felt bad for my little sister. Although he favoured her at times, she got abused to. He took lots of shit out on us. He was always stressed out and had big problems. Also was a huge hypocrite and rarely took ownership. o. She lives (sister)with her mom now.. who’s also crazy and what not but.. I hope she’s ok. We don’t talk much. Later that year I did acid.. first time wasn’t too crazy. I got real horny and hooked up with this girl I had been sleeping with on and off for the past 6 months. (She came from a jehova family and when her dad found out I took her virginity he called her a whore and kicked her out for the rest of the year until hs was over) I did acid again though after.. thinking I could handle it no problem.. and this time I was with some girls and this guy (eyepoke sociopath)I’lI tell you right now I fucking messed myself up that day. I haven’t been the same since. I like listening to Joe Rogan and all but please be fucking careful with psychedelics.. they can be scary and ruin your life man it’s no joke. I want to cry when I think about it. My brain isn’t right. It’s been almost 3 years since.god. What else. I did Codien. Xanax. Speed. Molly. Add drugs... I lost my licence drinking and driving right after graduation. Had a girlfriend who I made feel like shit I’m guessing. (me and girl from beginning of year were toxic, broke up, a couple months after I started sleeping with 22 yr old. Big confidence boost as she was v attractive and had a kid.. but things didn’t work out. I wasn’t man enough and I didn’t even tell her how I felt about her {super into her} we had good sex a decent amount of times but I just got needy and we cut off eventually.) I met a new girl right after and We had a lot of sex.. was a decent relationship.. I’m honestly thankful for her and I hope she’s doing good. But I Got kicked out. And left the territory to go to my moms and she broke up with me. Was supposed to take a job on a diamond drill.. probably would’ve learned a thing or two about being a man but I got kicked out and couldn’t take it. Dad bought me a ticket with no return. Said he was selling his house. I wish I just stayed at a friends and took the fuckin job. I spent that summer doing drugs and had no work. Back in a shit hold small farm town down south. Eventually I caught a ride back. Back up north. With a friend.. same alcoholic friend who got ripped off by the crack heads. I visited this guy across the country.. we drank a bunch.. at once point I tried hooking up with this girl he was seeing. I fucking hate myself for it. We never did but we were attracted to eachother and it was disguisting. That’s the thing about pmo. These are the situations I’d get myself into. Cause I wasn’t man enough to have confidence with a girl of my own. I was a snake instead. I got drunk and called my ex and cried to her saying I wanted her back and loved her. She said she loved me and ok but said we’d have an open relationship. I said ok and didn’t do anything with anyone really. Came back and heard from other people all about the people she’d slept with. Snakes. Same snakes who fucked another one of my ex’s and hit on younger girls all the time. Coke heads too. If you haven’t figured it out. I’m a overly agreeable simp. Anyways I only did blow one or two more times after that(2years been clean) but I smoked a lot of weed. Got a job and lived with my friend doing construction on his house for a few months. Same guy who I used to smoke shatter with before school every morning. Me and this guy would cut down trees with chainsaws and sell fire wood, and do carpentry high as fuck. To the day he still smokes a lot and I don’t talk to him much :/ I was very sexually fucked up still too. Slept with a couple girls while living there. Pmo constantly. Drank a bit still but cut back. Was trying to get my licence back. Didn’t talk to parents much let alone sister. Basically had ped. I tried sleeping with this girl I had feelings for a couple times and could not get it up.. I was also living in the bush I’ll mention with no running water or vehicle to get to town (20km away) I eventually got laid off.. once it started getting cold. (Ya-40 with shitty insulation and a wood stove hah) mice started getting in too and shit everywhere. Eventually my friends dog died because of this. It was gross. We did a shit job cleaning cause we were always high and didn’t care. I had broke up with my ex when I found out she slept around but we hooked up a few times.. I’d get really upset though and tell her off.. it wasn’t working to say the least. But I tried doing some carpentry with her step dad and I don’t think he liked me. Plus I was too brain fried to be a good worker. I got really depressed. I’ve always been depressed but it was getting worse. I started thinking about shooting myself and how I could get a gun and what not. Me and my now roommate were fighting cause I was pissed him and his gf wouldn’t clean up and he was mad that I was ungrateful and not even working so I should clean and pay my rent already. My dad came back (he had been down south for the summer. His cancer got pretty bad and he lost his leg actually.) he looked pretty bad. But I got to spend Christmas with him and I ended up applying to go to school to be a welder. I found a place in town.. with another pot head friend and started shoveling snow in the am before school and working McDonald’s after. I started working out here and there.. stopped blazing as much but still fairly often.. drinking once and a while.. frequent pmo still. I’m talking in the bathroom at school sometimes. Multiple times a day(as it had been since 11 years old) still playing video games quite often. No plans for the future really. I missed class lots.. sleeping in. I had a good teacher though.. he was disappointed but we had a good relationship and I did ok ish and passed.. I was still depressed. Dad left down to Mexico. Lived there for half a year, whole year almost. Him and my step mom had a toxic relationship always on off and associated with drug use. I didn’t get into any relationships but I was lonely af no friends really. I slept with maybe 6 girls while I lived at this place.. had girls over here and there. Frequent pmo. Nothing lasted. Meaningless. Unhealthy. I did some landscaping and security for a bit while I tried to find a job welding. I really wanted to go to a mine or something and make money. Or go pipelining. Start turning my life around. I started to do a bit of mma when I had time and wasn’t being a loser blazing and playing games or wasting time some other way. It was very low level.. just me and some friends rolling. I got tapped a lot hahah. Occasionally an instructor would come. I was lifting weights a decent ish amount and started some must Thai too. Eventually I got a bush jobbed and worked all summer doing labour and saved a bit. Although I was still hard on pmo and blazing. On our last hitch this sociopath guy tried getting a few of us fired and was power tripping and being abusive so we had an early lay off and had to shut down. Being bad with money I lost it all quick. Days off I smoke and drank. But when I got back to town I just started working out lots and a bit more into health and fitness. Started listening to jre Jordan Peterson and Jocko eventually. Did muay thai a decent amount and boxing and some taekwondo. Just started to become obsessed with training cause it felt so good and I got hopeful for the future. I decided i wanted to move to bc near van city/whistler and find work welding and snowboard and get my life on track. Easier said than done. I landed part time work for maybe a week before I left doing labour and got to touch a welder once or twice. Me and a few ‘friends’ found a place. I bought a new car.. and truck. Then my old car got stolen. (I’ve owned 13 vehicles since turning 16 and gotten into mechanics a bit hah. Rolled first truck, seized engine on car, got licence suspended and sold new truck, bought and tried to flip another truck but didn’t make anything, bought two big lifted pickups that needed work, still have one and traded other for the car that got stolen. Bought another one to fix up but got ripped off and lost money. Bought my first diesel that needed work but flipped and made nothing. Bought another car but it broke down while I was in the bush later on working on an oil rig mid winter and I spent a fuckoad of money for mechanics and parts and towing, got ripped off, sold it and lost money. Bought a truck that I just traded for my current [3rd] diesel truck which I’m fixing. In between then I bought my second diesel and hit a cow mid sunset on the highway while blind looking for somewhere to pull over.) I’m going to fast forward to now and then bounce back. Here I am Fixing yet another truck I’ve bought that broke down. Trying to find work in a new city I want to live in. Haven’t been on here for a while but I wish I did before relapse. Was on a nice 30-50 day streak feeling good. Real good. I finally spent the night (didn’t hook up cause I’m not into that anymore) with a girl I’ve like for 2 yrs since I met her. Then I left to next province to buy this truck and look for work (cause I hate the town I was in, crashing at my moms.. super depressing. Nothing there, just farmers and drugs and booze) It was so dope. Cause when we met we both were extremely attracted to each other.. and kissed the last time I saw her. She was in a shitty relationship and so was I at the time. After that though her bf blocked me off everything and I ended up leaving the province anyways. We didn’t talk for 2 years till I returned. It took a while but we finally hung out and she told me she liked me since she met me. She almost told me she loved me lmao. I was so happy. We didn’t want to let go of eachother but I told her I had to go and make this road trip out west. Eventually I’ll be returning to grab my things from my moms but if she wants to come she’s welcome. I’d be happy to have her once I’m working steady and renting again. I’m planning on going to school now. This is the power of no fap. But now after a relapse feel awful. My communication with her has been poor and I’ve been needy again. I asked her a few times how she felt and if she’d be into coming out here but I don’t think she is. Whatever though. I need to get back in the path and do me I don’t need her. I’m honestly thinking of sending her this whole story so she knows who I am and have been. Maybe in an effort to convince her to not be with me.. not that she’s likely that interested already but to separate for a bit. I was thinking I’ll tell her I’m deleting snap and not talking to to her for a bit till I get my shit together. Idk yet though. A break from everyone would be nice. I don’t feel like I have real friends anyways so I wouldn’t mind cutting everyone off. Thoughts? Anyways .i discovered no fap.. finally earlier this year. I was feeing like shit. I quit a job on an oil rig I only worked at for a month. Came back to a town I was paying rent at down south thinking I’d work somewhere I was more passionate about. (Back to the town me and my pothead friends moved to to snowboard and turn things around. Well things didn’t turn around. I was clean.. stopped drinking and smoking and just wanted to accomplish my goals but I hated living with them. It was hell and I was still fucked up from my history and the pmo. I tried matching on tinder with girls and got no success just more lonely.i did get some gym sessions in and a bit of jiu jitzu and musy thai. I could bench about 205 for a few reps and do weighted pull-ups with a 90 and squat 245 and deadlift 365at this time. Due to inconsistency I haven’t pushed my numbers from here much to this day except my squat i got to 290 right before covid. I started working for a bit an hour drive away but the job was shit and I was supposed to be a welder but they didn’t want to train me so I did labour and washed trucks for about 2 weeks doing 12 hour days 6 days a week plus an hour bus commute plus atleast 2 hours driving to the city to work with assholes who wanted nothing to do with me. I had no time to cook or sleep or do anything I wanted with myself and when I got home my shit dick roommates would keep me up for hours making noise playing video games watching tv smoking and drinking. I got let go from the job thankfully cause they didn’t think I was committed cause I took a few days off to do an aptitude test and interview with the Canadian armed forces. I still haven’t got in. But once I get a letter from a psychologist saying I’m not mentally unstable or suicidal or dangerous or addicted to drugs my file should process. Meanwhile I landed a job on an oil rig as a roughneck. Something I really wanted to do. I’m thinking about going back now.. even though I don’t really want to. I wish I stuck with it. I took a trip out of province to do drug tests, physical, and training and see some family. [guess what? Still heavy on pmo. But listening to Jocko and Jordan lots and wanted to get my shit together] I met a girl on tinder in a town while I crashed at my cousins for two nights. We hooked up, passionately and fell ‘in love’ and talked every single day even when I was on the rig in camp up north. I’d tell her all about how miserable and cold I was working in -45 all day getting wet and yelled at for warming up my hands to prevent them from falling off or for defrosting my saftey glasses that got fogged over and frozen all the time when I was working my ass off and couldn’t see and then my thin ass gloves they make you wear and thin boots and how the guys I worked with were assholes sometimes and bitched and rushed me all the time when it’s a dangerous job where I could easily get seriously injured or killed. And where being the new guy your way more likely to do so. and I didn’t know what to do and wasn’t getting trained well and it was sketchy and how I was coughing up blood cause I had to tiger torch the fuck out of these plastic caps on the casing to get them off and breathed in a lot of shit. I was working 12 hours a day plus an hour commute from camp with no actual breaks really cause they expect you to just go go go all day. You pretty much sneak into the locker room to grab a quick snack once a while and warm up quick but only if you’re drilling and you got enough time between connections to get off the rig floor get to the locker room but usually you have to do something else outside lol. And lord fucking forbid you aren’t ready for connection cause then you might just get fired. I think it was the fact that the guys who bitched the most were the ones inside the warm dog house or office most of the day. theni was trying to get a gym sesh once or twice a day and stuff my face at breakfast and dinners and keep good hygiene and call gf [being a simp I lost so much fucking sleep to that in particular and fucked myself over] and try to not eat the dessert abundantly available and ultimately fail over and over gradually I hated it more and more and was super over tired and my rig manager lost it cause I took a a two minute power nap right in front of him DURING DOWNTIME the only downtime we really got for most of the hitch. While I was actually able to just sit down in the cozy warm room he got to spend so much time in and I could barely keep my eyes open lol. Fuckin best power nap ever. Well all that and getting some daily pmo in of course, fucking myself over More. And then to top it off since I wasn’t down to drive my car through the mountains back and forth for the 8 days off we get, I booked a plane ticket back, and would have to be buying these at my own expense then my manager told me I had to stay a few extra days for shut down. I officially told my gf I’m quitting I hate this. I told her I’d fuckigo back down to where I was still paying rent with the potheads where they hadn’t taken the fucking garbage out since I left for 3 months and don’t clean or do dishes or work barely and I’m helping pay bills . I said fuck I’m gonna go be a damn welder like I said I was gonna and I’ll move to her town and eventually we’ll get MARRIED LMAO well I finished my 20 straight days of riggin an packed my bags, and found out my car shit the bed. I paid 700$ to get a tow to the nearest town out of the bush and miraculously my step mom got her mentally unstable brother to pick me up and bring me to the Rez for a bit till my cars ready. He told me about a company he started and how he could train me on heavy equipment and big trucks I said he’ll ya man but it hasn’t happened. I heard he’s a compulsive liar so I doubt it will.. but we’ll see. I emailed saying I quit and haven’t been back. But now, almost a year later I’m needing work bad and money. I’ve applied for hundred of jobs with no success and I just saw and applied for a floorhand job with the same company again. Anyway I got a ride to the town 3 hrs away and got in my car and pod the 1500 dollar fucking bill for a new fuel pump and shit I probably didn’t even need. My car ran like shit but instead of taking it back and saying what the fuck I thought you fixed it cunts. ) Just ended up working a bullshit job for 10$ less per hour plus no ot and literally just cleaning up shit at construction sites. I wanted to weld but was having no luck. I got dumped yet again after a short relationship with another girl I was obsessed with. Lol I dated her 3 months, we met on 19 fucking years old and I finally got a glimpse at part of the reason why my life has been meaningless garbage and I’ve been such a worthless low life shit. That cloud that’s been with me since I was at least 11 years old. Since I first came hah. Even before then I was a simpy little kid. I hate myself. But at age 11 me and some old ‘friends’ were getting on Facebook. I started ‘dating’ I felt pretty insecure cause they had stories about having gfs and kissing girls and that (I just moved back to town cause I’d spend every other year somewhere else and then come back to this shitty little place) but yeah.. we’d all hangout and they’d talked about porn a bit too and when we’d sleep over at each other’s houses there’d be lots of video games and bullshit like that, and eventually, cause I ended up getting a computer, we started watching porn together. Like fuck me. What a way to grow up. Video games and porn. That shit stuck with me for the rest of my life. Made me super awkward and weird too. I had a couple gf s that year in grade 6 lol. It was short lived and lots of boring Facebook talk hah. Never lasted and I was weird af in person. I actually ‘dated ‘ an older girl who was in high school (gr8)
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2020.11.20 18:03 V_pussy-slayer-69_V Old horny mom pics

I'm sorry this is gonna be long

so here I am, *NOT A VIRGIN*, 16 years old, and have a girlfriend that I'm actually happy with, and I live normally with my parents with occasional visits to my grandparents and relatives. (and I live in a community where it isn't normal for a guy to even talk to a girl, except If they are married).
so I'm normal, now imagine how this young 16 year old teenager who watches hentai regularly would react to a cat girl coming into his living room. (spoiler alert: not pretty fucking good).
I have new neighbours and they are a normal family of 2 daughters a husband and a wife and a teenage son like me, and they are all old the two girls are high school seniors I think.
my mom invites them over to talk and get to know each other, but something happened and my family had to leave for an hour and left me alone in the house.
the neighbors come.
they were only the wife and two daughters as its not allowed for guys to talk to women and my mom was the one who invited them so only the girls came, I would say they were pretty normal the mom had a Abaya on and the other one had a tshirt and normal pants. and here is where shit gets weird, the third one had a hot short and a crop top, a fucking cat tail, two cat ears and fucking fangs.
it doesn't end here. I had my ps4 open and the people in the game where talking English. the mom was confused (we aren't English and most of us don't know English, but I started learning it from a really young age.) I told her they were speaking English.
I will translate the conversation
"so you know English?"
"yes im actually pretty good at it"
"wow, well my daughter *points at the cat girl* knows Japanese"
AND THE GIRL STARTS SPITTING OUT PERFECT JAPANESE, now I'm no Japanese taler or anything but I have watched an ugh anime to know when some one is saying something right.
we kept talking or a bit the cat girl really has a high pitched voice and talks like aqua and Megumin and it was really fucking disturbing. but yeah im horny know and in NNN and can't do anything about it.
please. send. help.
TL;DR - basically my neighbor is a cat girl that talks like one and can talk perfect Japanese. oh, and it's NNN.
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2020.11.17 21:25 rayblu_reddit Horny old mom pics

I left my house forever in 2008 to fetch the milk, but some thugs gangbanged me like a rock they found on the road one day, and became town legends people looked up on and admired. Help me!!!
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2020.11.14 18:19 claycam6 Mom old horny pics

Alright, here it is. Our first featured story. It may have taken a while to arrive but damn is it a weird one. When it comes to plot, technically it's nuclear type revenge but it sounds incredibly fake and just overall way too psychotic to not be an edgy creative writing exercise. And it's a long one too. So without further ado, here it is.
"Wife of 7 years cheated on me, so I destroyed her ability to give birth, made her my slave and was the reason she almost ended her life - no regrets"
Submitted by Dante on 11/11/2020 | Removed for Rule 1 •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Ok folks gather around the campfire and listen to this messed up story of mine.
So I'll start by saying that me and my wife have been happily married for 7 years, and we had an amazing marriage, after a lot of experimenting with different people I had finally found the one.
We rarely had any arguments, we were both crazy into the same shit: anime, otaku culture, fitness, etc
Our sex life was great, we would fuck 2-4 times a week even after this long and she would rarely ever stop my advances.
She would always cook for me even though she had work as well and I was friken head over heels for this perfect women.
We had no kids, but we were planning to as the time became right and as our finances improved to where we were both comfortable with, but now that's impossible for her.
So this all started 8 months ago, when I noticed my wife was glued to her cellphone all the time.
I found that weird so I joked and said "why are on the phone so much, you cheating on me" and I kid you not my wife's face turned pale the instant I said that.
I remember as soon as I saw that face that a disgusting feeling emerged from the pit of my stomach but then my wife said "don't be silly, haha" and just came up to me and kissed me.
We had sex after that but I was honestly still thinking about that especially after we finished.
Now, me being the naive dumb little idiot I am, I didn't question her further that day making excuses like 'oh, it's creepy to ask to look at her phone' or 'I should trust her more'.
So I just ignored it and we both went to bed.
The next week passed and I noticed my wife was coming home later than usual, and when I asked her about this she told me it was work and they had some new projects at work.
When I asked her about the new projects, she was really vague and said she was too tired and didn't wanna talk about work at home.
I grew more suspicious and decided to for the first time invade her privacy.
I asked to borrow her phone and she quickly perked up and said what for?
I said I just wanna look something up.
And I kid you not, she said she had to go to the bathroom and just quickly stormed away to the bathroom and locked the door.
Now keep in mind, we were very sexually open and we NEVER locked the bathroom or even closed the door even when we were taking a dump, yeah we were THAT couple.
This was a first.
It shocked me so much that I just stood there frozen in place as it clicked to me, she's cheating on me.
But a small part of me still hoped it wasn't true, after all I didn't see any proof yet, she's prolly just feeling tired.
She came out of the bathroom like an hour later and gave me her phone.
She said I could use it and sorry that she locked the bathroom, it was a big dump so she didn't want it to smell too bad, which was weird because we never gave a crap before.
I browsed through the phone pretending to go-to chrome and look up some restaurants.
The worst part was that she was constantly looking at what I was doing on her phone.
So I decided to go the app store and download a random game.
She said what are you doing?
I told her that this was a game everyone's playing at work, I wanted to try it.
So I donwloaded the game and just started playing it and she kept watching me.
She then said I can just play on my phone but I told her this bs thing that it wasn't playable on android,it was an iPhone exclusive.
I told her lemme just finnish this level.
I wanted to see if she would leave and let me search through her phone.
Eventually I gave up and gave the phone back as she kept staring at me playing, my stupid pride didn't allow me to go through her stuff in front of her, I didn't wanna lose her trust.
However I did get a chance to look at her phone that night when my wife was sleeping.
I looked through the messages and didn't see anything that was affair related but then I logged into her icloud(she uses the same password for everything) and there I saw a huge string of deleted messages.
My heart immediately shattered and my legs went weak.
There was illicit messages dating back to 6 months ago from that day and it included the whole package, sexting, nudes being sent and whole bunch of crap that I don't even want to think about.
The worst part is I knew the guy she was seeing. It was her boss from work, I wasn't close with him but I knew how he looked like and also that he was a married man.
I felt like crying at first but soon I felt so angry that I almost wanted to smash the phone on the ground.
I made a back up and saved all the text messages and attachments, for proof and sent it to myself.
I put the phone back and took my car and just drove to the nearest empty parking lot and just cried my heart away.
I felt so broken and I just wanted to kill myself but then I thought about my wife's face and how happy she looked and I just felt pure hate and anger towards her.
I was gonna destroy her.
After getting worried calls from my wife I returned back home and she questioned me panicking about where I went and what's going on.
I don't know how I did it but I just smiled and gave some BS about testing the car.
She bought it and we had breakfast and I left, called into work and requested a leave of absence. I have an amazing boss and I pretty much just told him what's going on and he said ok and gave 2 weeks of vacation leave which I was grateful for since I would get paid even though leave of absence without pay would have been fine as well.
I ordered electronic spy cameras that I could install in my house.
I went back home after my wife had left for work and finished installing the cameras.
I waited and eventually my wife came home surprisingly earlier than usual.
When she saw me she kept pestering me more than usual about what happened this morning but I just kept bsing to her that it was nothing.
We ate and my wife that day was initiating sex but I just felt disgusted that I didn't even wanna look at her so I just told her that I was tired.
She kept pestering me what was wrong and tried again but I just kept saying later, and eventually we both went to bed.
The next day, I signed into my bank account. I wasn't worried about financials, the house was under my name only and I had got the mortgage before my marriage.
My wife and I had a joint account, I called my bank and opened up a single checking account and did a real time transfer of all the money in that account into my new single checking account.
As far as credit cards and Lines of credit, everything we had already paid off, but I closed all the joint credit cards we had and one LOC we had which was 50k that I doubt we would get approved for again but I didn't give a fk.
Now everything that was joint was closed except for the joint checking which now had 0 and I got rid of the Overdraft protection of 3k on that as well, so anything that was below 0 would bounce back.
Then I looked up her boss on Facebook and found his wife and messaged her. I told her everything and sent the proof to her, she said she wanted to meet up. I said okay.
I met up with the women the next day, and she was an absolute mess.
We talked and she cried many times and I comforted her.
She was an old woman in her 40s, and they had a daughter in her teens.
She said that she would be filling for divorce and thanked me profusely and wanted to stay in touch.
We exchanged numbers and for the first moment I just felt a sense of relief that I wasn't in this alone.
I eventually go home and my wife comes back also early today, what a surprise.
She tells me that her debit and credit cards didn't work at all today and she starts pacing nervously towards me.
"Myname is everything okay"
Im pretty much quiet and ignore her at this point and just sit down on a chair and just look at her.
She starts freaking out a little and keeps asking what's wrong.
So I just lay it on her.
"Why did you cheat on me"
I remember her immediately freezing and then denying it and telling me if anything s wrong and what the hell I was on about.
I had taken a print out of all the text messages between her and her boss and I just threw the papers at her.
She immediately started crying and said that it was a mistake and that she was sorry.
It was strange, a part of me really wanted to forgive her when I saw her, a bigger part of me just wanted to get this divorce over with but an even bigger part of me wanted to use her and break her.
I said that I wanted to get a divorce and at this point she screamed and freaked and starting vehemently crying and literally got on her knees and begged me with tears in her eyes to forgive her.
She kept saying she would do anything and that it was a mistake and it will never happen again.
When she said that, I don't know what happened, I slapped her across the face and I mean HARD slap where you could feel it from far away.
My wife immediately shut up but just continued crying and just whispering "sorry, sorry, sorry".
I don't know what came over me, I was not a violent person and I had never EVER put a hand in my wife or anyone in my entire life but the next thing I did is even more fked up.
I unzipped my zipper and took out my dick and told her to suck it. For a second she just looked at me then I yelled at her to suck at and she instantly started blowing away.
I remember gagging her hard I just wanted to hurt her I didn't care about the pleasure and eventually I yelled at her to take her pants off and she did and I just pretty much fked her raw and came inside her.
I don't what happened that day but I just snapped and just fked her into oblivion and continuously came into her raw.
But I was getting more and more happy as I saw her get hurt. She was crying and begging me to stop but I kept reading the texts whenever she did and she stopped whining.
We eventually both fell asleep on the bed.
I woke up the next day and I don't know why but I just felt so much more energy and happy with myself in the morning.
My wife wasn't in bed so I headed to the kitchen and saw my wife sitting on the table.
She was a mess, her eyes were puffy, she looked like she was having vietnam flashbacks.
I actually ended up laughing when I saw her in that state.
She kept telling me she was sorry, and how it was all a mistake and she won't do it again and the usual bs.
I was still naked, so I went up to her and did the same thing as yesterday but I didn't even ask this time, I just pulled gripped her hair hard and gagged her on mouth on my cocky again.
Pretty much the same shit happened as yesterday, I just fucked her the whole morning, raw, till I was satisfied and then made breakfast.
A plan was starting to form in my head and I was getting more and more happy the more I thought of it.
I went to her and grabbed her hair and told her not to go to work.
She immediately said yes and she'll take a couple days off.
I slapped her on the face and told her go fuckin call then bitch.
My wife looked shocked but she just started sobbing and went to the phone and started calling her workplace.
After that I did all kinds of fked up stuff to her.
I told her to lick my toes, then my balls and even my ass which she hesitated but I just reminded her of her affair and told her that her boss's must have been happy fkin u and she immediately complied.
The whole day went like this and I continuously came inside her raw.
Same thing happened next day and day after that.
Pretty much my wife kept apologizing all throughout these days as I kept threatening to divorce her and she would cry and bs about how sorry she was.
One day my wife got a call from her work and they notified her that she was fired.
Apparently, the AP's wife had informed her husband's workplace about my wife and his relationship as it's against policy and there was some other stuff involved too but I was too busy laughing when I saw the look of depression on my wife's face.
Now her sobs increased but I kept telling her that I would still divorce her unless she did what I asked of her.
She said that she would do anything, literally anything.
I told her that I wanted to have a kid.
When she heard this she was so happy and started crying and saying she would love to give birth to my kids and she always wanted to be a mother, and how she waited till I was comfortable.
I said perfect and slapped her on the face and told her to suck my dick.
We kept having sex, it was weird before my sex drive I would say was maybe slightly above average but now I was horny whenever I saw her.
I enjoyed the power I had over her and also I liked hurting her or when she was in discomfort, I got off on that.
Eventually 2 weeks passed and my wife pretty much obeyed all my commands.
I told her about the cameras in the house and that if you go out for a duration of time, I'm leaving you.
She adamantly told me she would stay indoors.
I had told her not to look for a new job, my job was enough and she should just get ready to be a mom.
She was happy to hear this.
So this continued and she didn't go out of the house much, unless it was for groceries which we did together and also with COVID we couldn't go out much.
Eventually my wife became pregnant and she was overjoyed.
I told her to come into living room, and we both sat down, she became a little worried but said she was very excited for this baby and would do her best to raise it.
She had always wanted to be a mother.
I took out the divorce papers and put it on the table.
As soon as she saw them she froze for a couple seconds but immediately started sobbing and asking why im pregnant, please let's stay together, I love you and all types of bs.
I said I want to get divorced.
Now she starts bursting into tears and keeps crying again.
I told her if you don't want me to divorce you, there's something you can do.
She looked at me and just kept saying she would do anything and begged me to not divorce her.
I told her to abort the baby.
I remember when I said this, my wife got angry with me and told me how I could be do heartless, how ironic.
She kept screaming at me and said that was the one thing she wasn't going to do.
So then I pulled out my phone and on it was a group chat I had created with all our close families, friends, our social circle including her mother.
My wife's mother was very religious, asked hard catholic.
If she found out her daughter cheated there would be dire consequences to their relationship and as the only daughter and child of her, they were close.
I told her that I would upload all the scummy details of your affairs to this group so everyone can see what a piece of shit you are.
My wife began crying and begged me not to do this, that this isn't right.
I told her to choose in 2 minutes and pressured her hard after telling her what all her close friends, and her mother would think about her.
She agreed to get the baby aborted and I set up an appointment to get the abortion done.
My wife stopped crying much after that, she simply looked dazed and empty.
We got the operation and she cried right before and cried a lot after it telling me how she was a horrible woman, she felt like a failure and that she wanted to die.
A part of me actually felt bad but a bigger part of me was thrilled and happy that she got what she deserved but I still wasn't done yet.
One day, I did the same thing as before, I threatened her again with the divorce and the social life.
She started crying but this time knee there was something I wanted.
She was right, I wanted her to do a vasectomy.
She screamed at me and told me she would never do that, she desperately wanted to be a mother and I had already ruined that.
However I kept threatening her and eventually she broke down and agreed.
We went to a urologist and I had to literally drag her into the room to make sure she went through with it.
It was a success, now she couldn't give birth and she cried again for so long, till she couldn't.
Later on, we couldn't fuck as it would take time for her to heal.
Do we waited a week and a half.
After that time, my wife was now severly depressed and had no life in her eyes.
Even when I fucked her she simply just grunted but didn't show any traction when I was choking or hurting her.
So I decided to spice things up, by this point my wife was pretty subservient to me, she would go along with anything I said when it came to sex.
So I called a tattoo artist that I had paid more than normal to get some tattoos on her.
I blindfolded my wife and told her to lay down, and I paid extra to this tattoo artist to do this.
We started with her ass right above it, I wrote my name's c*mdump.
I wrote stuff like this in a couple other places and eventually we got to her forehead.
When she noticed she freaked out and tried to stop it but I told her everythings fine.
But she kept screaming and freaking out and eventually the tattoo artist grew suspicious and I just said fk it.
He left after that.
My wife asked what I was gonna do and I just ignored her and told her to follow and we had sex after that.
Things were going good for me, my wife was staying home, she didn't move much from her room unless it was for food, otherwise stayed in bed when I wasn't home.
I guess due to her depression.
I'm not gonna take her to therapy but will check up on her health.
So fast forward a couple months something happened one day.
I was going home, and I get a call from the hospital stating that my wife had attempted suicide and that I should get there as fast as possible.
I told my boss and drove to the hospital.
I found my wife in the room and she looked like absolute shit and I also saw my neighbors.
They said she had overdosed on advil but nothing serious.
The neighbors told me she came to her house and kept screaming that she was a bad woman and she's not a good mother and she deserves to die.
I apologised to them, told them she's not mentally stable right now, this definitely won't happen again.
The doctor discharged her and I took her home.
When we got home I immy screamed at her and told her as many insults I could muster.
She simply just stood there and just fell to the floor.
I grabbed her but when I did she just eerily deflated back into the floor like she was dead or something.
I said fk it and just picked her up and threw her into the bed room,made her some food which she ate and just spent the day nursing her.
Eventually she did come out of the slump and I started the rough sex routine again but she's severely depressed these days and many times says she wants to die.
Honestly, not sure if I'm gonna divorce her, I like where everything is at now but good to know that I have the option.
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2020.11.14 04:44 weird-questions-acc- Horny old mom pics

this is the number game. u know. this one.
sexual questions start at 98 u horny people

  1. Age: 15
  2. Gender: Male
  3. Height: 5’6
  4. Weight: idk
  5. Where are you from: New York
  6. Zodiac sign: Libra
  7. Name: Jack
  8. Middle name: redacted
  9. Last name: redacted
  10. Birthday October 13th
  11. Languages: English
  12. Favorite color: Blue
  13. Favorite food: Pizza
  14. Favorite activity: Watching TV and Drawing
  15. Favorite music genre: pop or rap
  16. Favorite artist: bbno$ or billie eilish
  17. Favorite song: i don’t rlly have one
  18. Favorite movie: don’t have one either
  19. Favorite video game: right now it’s probably vrchat
  20. Favorite TV show: idk
  21. Play any sports: i play basketball
  22. Last thing you did: Watch TV
  23. Do you currently have a job: not right now
  24. Future job hopes: idk a biologist or something would be cool
  25. Have you ever drank/smoked anything: Yes
  26. Have you ever done drugs: No
  27. Any pets: I used to have a fish and a rabbit
  28. Most favorable memory: watching tv with my older brother
  29. Most embarrassing moment: lol i have no clue, sorry :)
  30. Dream vacation: Tokyo
  31. How many family members: 4. my mom, my brother, me, dad
  32. How many friends: idk like 15 irl and 20 online
  33. Do you plan on going to college: ya
  34. Do you use any other social media than Reddit: Instagram and Snapchat
  35. Who do you follow: on instagram? a lot. reddit? not a lot
  36. Have you ever had an internet argument: like ten min ago
  37. Most used social media app: Reddit
  38. What’s your username on each app: not willing to share
  39. Have you met any friends online: yes
  40. Do you follow any NSFW accounts: No
  41. Last person you dm’d: no one that would like it if i shares that information
  42. What was the last message you sent: 😁
  43. How many followers on social media: 2 on this reddit account, like 1000 on insta
  44. Amount of time you use social media: over 5 hours a day
  45. Most expensive thing you own: phone or oculus quest
  46. Do you own anything about 1k: computer
  47. Most prized possession: my friends
  48. Do you own anything embarrassing: No
  49. Weirdest thing you own: these questions are so weird i literally have no clue
  50. Do you own anything popular. my phone and vr
  51. Do you own anything considered rich: i mean yeah i have a macbook
  52. Do you own anything futuristic: if you’re counting vr then yes
  53. Coolest thing you own: vr
  54. Oldest thing you own: i have no clue i don’t have a lot of old things
  55. What did you buy/get recently: a dongle for my headphones
  56. Hair style: blonde and wavy. medium length.
  57. Hair length: medium
  58. Hair color: blonde
  59. Nice
  60. Body style: skinny, thicc ;)
  61. Ethnicity: white
  62. What are you wearing: black sweatpants. blue sweatshirt.
  63. Eye color: brown
  64. Are you wearing makeup: nope. too much work. don’t think i’d like it
  65. Type of underwear that you are wearing: boxers
  66. Favorite outfit: volcom
  67. Facial hair: none it would be dope to have a cool mustache tho
  68. Sexuality: bi
  69. Relationship status: single 😍
  70. Who is your crush: non existent
  71. Celebrity crush: ariana grande
  72. Have you cheated on someone: never had anyone to cheat on
  73. Ideal girlfriend/boyfriend: cuddles, someone adorable, cares about me. someone i can shower with love and will reciprocate it.
  74. Ideal date: cuddles and watching a movie
  75. Have you ever asked someone out: no i’m a pussy
  76. What do you hope in a relationship: someone to share all of myself with.
  77. Are you interested in anyone: no
  78. Do you real life/online date: no
  79. Are you a virgin: yesh :)
  80. Have you ever seen anyone naked: sexually no. i’ve seen like family members naked when i was little.
  81. Do you have any piercings or tattoos:
  82. Have you ever had a same sex experience: no
  83. Have you ever sent a nude: yes i regret it a lot
  84. Have you ever sexted: yes
  85. Have you ever kissed anyone: nope
  86. Am I attractive: personally i am not. you probably are. sexy fucking beast come over here.
  87. Have you ever slept together: no
  88. Do you want to have sex: if it was w/ someone i cares about
  89. Are you straight/bi/gay: bi
  90. Dick size: 6.6. kinda big. nothing huge. idk where i stand i know 5.5 is average i think but it still doesn’t feel big yk.
  91. Pubic hair: slightly trimmed. will probably do more if i get a partner
  92. Do you have any body hair: pubes, armpit hair, i get facial hair but i shave it
  93. Are you circumcised: nope. all natural. as one should be.
  94. How often do you masturbate: haven’t since nnn but usually like once a day or every other day
  95. Have you ever watched porn: no NEVER EVER EVER EVER
  96. Ideal sexual/physical attributes: idk someone cute again. big hoodies. adorable. nothing specific
  97. Favorite sexual fantasy: getting rimmed but don’t tell anyone 😳
  98. Turn on/turn offs: kinda the same as the other one. turn on - cute, open, loyal. turn off - idk just the usual ones. mean, not trustworthy
  99. Any kinks: ok fine yk what? i’ll admit it. i wanna be rimmed and i wanna be pegged. of course it’s not a necessity but it would be nice.
  100. Ideal sexual position: haven’t had sex 0/10
  101. How do you masturbate: idk rubbing my foreskin and my frenulum over my head feels good lol. right hand up and down.
  102. Do you own a toy: no sexual ones
  103. Have you ever been caught masturbating: ye
  104. Have you walked in when someone was having sex: no thank god
  105. Biggest fears of sex: premature ejaculation
  106. Any STD’s: you can’t really get one from yourself
  107. How often are you horny: not very. like every other day
  108. Most embarrassing sexual story: none really
  109. Are you currently horny: nope
  110. What do you expect in a sexual relationship: someone open. someone loving.
  111. Where do you go to schools: online school
  112. What classes do you take: um a bunch of different hard ones.
  113. What grade are you in: 9th
  114. Most favorite teacher: math
  115. Least favorite teacher: don’t have a teacher i don’t like. computer science maybe
  116. Highest/lowest grade: lowest english, highest PE lol
  117. How long is your school day: 10 to 3
  118. Did you do your homework: not the weekend hw
  119. Any tests, quizzes, exams coming up: not this monday but the next one
  120. Last bad grade: A 21/20 on a project.
  121. Last good grade: 10/10 on like a lot of things
  122. Are you rich/poor: me personally i’m not rich
  123. Where do you stand in the wealth class: i don’t have a job personally
  124. How big is your house: pretty darn big
  125. Take a picture of your house: no uwu.
  126. How much do your parents make: no clue. not a little amount. both parents have good jobs.
  127. Do your parents struggle with debt: nope
  128. Do you own a pool: No.
  129. Do you live in a gated neighborhood: No
  130. Do you have expensive stuff: yes
  131. How big is your room: smallest in the house. i don’t know the measurements
  132. What kind of school do you go to: public school online.
  133. Send a selfie: no i’m ugly
  134. Do whatever I say: go for it
  135. Dm me: feel free if you have any interesting question
  136. Ask whatever you want: penis size?
ask or dm me questions i guess
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2020.11.13 08:42 Dante--Belmont Old pics mom horny

So I'll start by saying that me and my wife have been happily married for 7 years, and we had an amazing marriage, after a lot of experimenting with different people I had finally found the one.
We rarely had any arguments, we were both crazy into the same shit: anime, otaku culture, fitness, etc
Our sex life was great, we would fuck 2-4 times a week even after this long and she would rarely ever stop my advances.
She would always cook for me even though she had work as well and I was friken head over heels for this perfect women.
We had no kids, but we were planning to as the time became right and as our finances improved to where we were both comfortable with, but now that's impossible for her.
So this all started 8 months ago, when I noticed my wife was glued to her cellphone all the time.
I found that weird so I joked and said "why are on the phone so much, you cheating on me" and I kid you not my wife's face turned pale the instant I said that.
I remember as soon as I saw that face that a disgusting feeling emerged from the pit of my stomach but then my wife said "don't be silly, haha" and just came up to me and kissed me.
We had sex after that but I was honestly still thinking about that especially after we finished.
Now, me being the naive dumb little idiot I am, I didn't question her further that day making excuses like 'oh, it's creepy to ask to look at her phone' or 'I should trust her more'.
So I just ignored it and we both went to bed.
The next week passed and I noticed my wife was coming home later than usual, and when I asked her about this she told me it was work and they had some new projects at work.
When I asked her about the new projects, she was really vague and said she was too tired and didn't wanna talk about work at home.
I grew more suspicious and decided to for the first time invade her privacy.
I asked to borrow her phone and she quickly perked up and said what for?
I said I just wanna look something up.
And I kid you not, she said she had to go to the bathroom and just quickly stormed away to the bathroom and locked the door.
Now keep in mind, we were very sexually open and we NEVER locked the bathroom or even closed the door even when we were taking a dump, yeah we were THAT couple.
This was a first.
It shocked me so much that I just fuckin stood there frozen in place as it clicked to me, she's cheating on me.
But a small part of me still hoped it wasn't true, after all I didn't see any proof yet, she's prolly just feeling tired.
She came out of the bathroom like an hour later and gave me her phone.
She said I could use it and sorry that she locked the bathroom, it was a big shit so she didn't want it to smell too bad, which was weird because we never gave a fuck before.
I looked through and didn't see any messages but I still felt weird about this.
The next night, I took my wife's phone as I figured out how to recover deleted texts when she was sleeping.
I logged into her icloud(she uses the same password for everything) and there I saw a huge string of deleted messages.
My heart immediately shattered and my legs went weak.
There was illicit messages dating back to 6 months ago from that day and it included the whole package, sexting, nudes being sent and whole bunch of fked shit that I don't even want to think about.
The worst part is I knew the guy she was seeing.
It was her boss from work, I wasn't close with him but I knew how he looked like and also that he was a married man.
I felt like crying at first but soon I felt so angry that I almost wanted to smash the phone on the ground.
I made a back up and saved all the text messages and attachments, for proof and sent it to myself.
I put the phone back and took my car and just drove to the nearest empty parking lot and just cried my heart away.
I felt so broken and I just wanted to kill myself but then I thought about my wife's face and how happy she looked and I just felt pure hate and anger towards her.
I was gonna destroy her.
After getting worried calls from my wife I returned back home and she questioned me panicking about where I went and what's going on.
I don't know how I did it but I just smiled and gave some BS about testing the car.
She bought it and we had breakfast and I left, called into work and requested a leave of absence. I have an amazing boss and I pretty much just told him what's going on and he said ok and gave 2 weeks of vacation leave which I was grateful for since I would get paid even though leave of absence without pay would have been fine as well.
I called a lawyer and requested and set up a meeting, and later on I went and bought electronic cameras that I could install in my house.
I went home.
I waited and eventually my wife came home surprisingly earlier than usual.
When she saw me she kept pestering me more than usual about what happened this morning but I just kept bsing to her that it was nothing.
We ate and my wife that day was initiating sex but I just felt disgusted that I didn't even wanna look at her so I just told her that I was tired.
She kept pestering me what was wrong and tried again but I just kept saying later, and eventually we both went to bed.
The next day, I signed into my bank account. I wasn't worried about financials, the house was under my name only and I had got the mortgage before my marriage.
My wife and I had a joint account, I called my bank and opened up a single checking account and did a real time transfer of all the money in that account into my new single checking account.
As far as credit cards and Lines of credit, everything we had already paid off, but I closed all the joint credit cards we had and one LOC we had which was 50k that I doubt we would get approved for again but I didn't give a fk.
Now everything that was joint was closed except for the joint checking which now had 0 and I got rid of the Overdraft protection of 3k on that as well, so anything that was below 0 would bounce back.
A couple days pass, I've set all the paper work done from the lawyer, all the stuff I've sent him is proof and I've set up house cameras in my house just in case.
A week passed and I looked up her boss on Facebook and found his wife and messaged her. I told her everything and sent the proof to her, she said she wanted to meet up. I said okay.
I met up with the women the next day, and she was an absolute mess.
We talked and she cried many times and I comforted her.
She was an old woman in her 40s, and they had a 12 year old daughter.
She said that she would be filling for divorce and thanked me profusely and wanted to stay in touch.
We exchanged numbers and for the first moment I just felt a sense of relief that I wasn't in this alone.
I eventually got home and my wife comes back also early today, what a surprise.
she starts pacing nervously towards me.
"Myname is everything okay"
Im pretty much quiet and ignore her at this point and just sit down on a chair and just look at her.
She starts freaking out a little and keeps asking what's wrong.
So I just lay it on her.
"Why did you cheat on me"
I remember her immediately freezing and then denying it and telling me if anything s wrong and what the hell I was on about.
I had taken a print out of all the text messages between her and her boss and I just threw the papers at her.
She immediately started crying and said that it was a mistake and that she was sorry.
It was strange, a part of me really wanted to forgive her when I saw her, a bigger part of me just wanted to get this divorce over with but an even bigger part of me wanted to use her and break her.
I said that I wanted to get a divorce and at this point she screamed and freaked and starting vehemently crying and literally got on her knees and begged me with tears in her eyes to forgive her.
She kept saying she would do anything and that it was a mistake and it will never happen again.
When she said that, I don't know what happened, I slapped her across the face and I mean HARD slap where you could feel it from far away.
My wife immediately shut up but just continued crying and just whispering "sorry, sorry, sorry".
I don't know what came over me, I was not a violent person and I had never EVER put a hand on my wife or anyone in my entire life but the next thing I did is even more fked up.
I unzipped my zipper and took it out and told her to suck it. For a second she just looked at me then I yelled at her and she instantly started blowing away.
I remember gagging her hard I just wanted to hurt her I didn't care about the pleasure and eventually I yelled at her to take her pants off and she did and I just pretty much fked her raw and came inside her.
I don't what happened that day but I just snapped and just fked her into oblivion and continuously came into her raw.
But I was getting more and more happy as I saw her get hurt. She was crying and begging me to stop but I kept reading the texts whenever she did and she stopped whining.
We eventually both fell asleep on the bed.
I woke up the next day and I don't know why but I just felt so much more energy and happy with myself in the morning.
My wife wasn't in bed so I headed to the kitchen and saw my wife sitting on the table.
She was a mess, her eyes were puffy, she looked like absolute garbage.
I purposefully laughed at her but on the inside I was hurting like hell and a part of me even felt bad.
She kept telling me she was sorry, and how it was all a mistake and she won't do it again and the usual bs.
I was still naked, so I went up to her and did the same thing as yesterday but I didn't even ask this time, I just pulled and gripped her hair hard and did the deed.
Pretty much the same shit happened as yesterday, I just fucked her the whole morning, raw, till I was satisfied and then made breakfast.
A plan was starting to form in my head and I was getting more and more messed up thpughts the more I thought of it.
I went to her and told her not to go to work.
She immediately said yes and she'll take a couple days off.
I verbally abused her for a while.
My wife looked shocked but she just started sobbing and went to the phone and started calling her workplace.
After that I did all kinds of fked up stuff to her.
I told her to lick my toes, then my balls and even my ass which she hesitated but I just reminded her of her affair and told her that her boss's must have been happy fkin u and she immediately complied.
The whole day went like this and I continuously came inside her raw.
Same thing happened next day and day after that.
Pretty much my wife kept apologizing all throughout these days as I kept threatening to divorce her and she would cry and bs about how sorry she was.
One day my wife got a call from her work and they notified her that she was fired.
Apparently, the AP's wife had informed her husband's workplace about my wife and his relationship as it's against policy and there was some other stuff involved too but I was too busy pretending to laugh at her when I saw the look of depression on my wife's face.
Now her sobs increased but I kept telling her that I would still divorce her unless she did what I asked of her.
She said that she would do anything, literally anything.
I told her that I wanted to have a kid.
When she heard this she was so happy and started crying and saying she would love to give birth to my kids and she always wanted to be a mother, and how she waited till I was comfortable.
I said perfect.
We kept having sex, it was weird before my sex drive I would was maybe slightly above average but now I was horny whenever I saw her.
I enjoyed the power I had over her and also the pain I was causing her or when she was in discomfort.
Eventually 2 weeks passed and my wife pretty much obeyed all my commands.
I told her about the cameras in the house and that if you go out for a duration of time, I'm leaving you.
She adamantly told me she would stay indoors.
I had told her not to look for a new job, my job was enough and she should just get ready to be a mom.
She was happy to hear this.
So this continued and she didn't go out of the house much, unless it was for groceries which we did together and also with COVID we couldn't go out much.
Eventually my wife became pregnant and she was overjoyed.
I told her to come into living room, and we both sat down, she became a little worried but said she was very excited for this baby and would do her best to raise it.
She had always wanted to be a mother.
I took out the divorce papers and put it on the table.
As soon as she saw them she froze for a couple seconds but immediately started sobbing and asking why- she was pregnant, please let's stay together, I love you and all types of bs.
I said I wanted to get divorced.
Now she starts bursting into tears and keeps crying again.
I told her if you don't want me to divorce you, there's something you can do.
Now this is where my my messed up thpughts lead to after weeks of this.
She looked at me and just kept saying she would do anything and begged me to not divorce her.
I told her to abort the baby.
I remember when I said this, my wife got angry with me and told me how I could be so heartless, how ironic.
She kept screaming at me and said that was the one thing she wasn't going to do.
So then I pulled out my phone and on it was a group chat I had created with all our close families, friends, our social circle including her mother.
My wife's mother was very religious, like hardcore catholic.
If she found out her daughter cheated there would be dire consequences to their relationship and as the only daughter and child of her, they were close.
I told her that I would upload all the scummy details of your affairs to this group so everyone can see what a piece of shit you are.
My wife began crying and begged me not to do this, that this isn't right.
I told her to choose and pressured her hard after telling her what all her close friends, and her mother would think about her.
She agreed to get the baby aborted and I set up an appointment to get the abortion done.
My wife stopped crying much after that, she simply looked dazed and empty.
We got the operation and she cried right before and cried a lot after it telling me how she was a horrible woman, she felt like a failure and that she wanted to die.
A part of me actually felt horrible, ashamed but a bigger part of me was thrilled and excited that she got what she deserved but I still wasn't done yet.
One day, I did the same thing as before, I threatened her again with the divorce and the social life.
She started crying but this time tried to hear me out.
She was right, I wanted her to do a vasectomy.
She screamed at me and told me she would never do that, she desperately wanted to be a mother and I had already ruined that.
However I kept threatening her and eventually she broke down and agreed.
We went to a urologist and I had to literally drag her into the room to make sure she went through with it.
It was a success, now she couldn't give birth and she cried again for so long, till she couldn't.
Later on, we couldn't fuck as it would take time for her to heal.
So we waited two weeks.
After that time, my wife was now severly depressed and had no life in her eyes.
Even when I fucked her she simply just grunted but didn't show any reaction even when I was choking or hurting her.
So I decided to spice things up, by this point my wife was pretty subservient to me, she would go along with anything I said when it came to sex.
So I called a tattoo artist that I had paid more than normal to get some tattoos on her.
I blindfolded my wife and told her to lay down, and I paid extra to this tattoo artist to do this.
We started with her ass right above it, I wrote my name's c*mdump.
I wrote stuff like this in a couple other places and eventually we got to her forehead.
When she noticed she freaked out and tried to stop it but I told her everythings fine.
But she kept screaming and freaking out and eventually the tattoo artist grew freaked out too and I just said fk it.
He left after that.
We had sex after that.
Things were going good for me, my wife was staying home, she didn't move much from her room unless it was for food, otherwise stayed in bed when I wasn't home.
I guess due to her depression.
I'm not gonna take her to therapy but will check up on her health.
So fast forward a couple months something happened one day.
I was going home, and I get a call from the hospital stating that my wife had attempted suicide and that I should get there as fast as possible.
I told my boss and drove to the hospital.
I found my wife in the room and she looked like absolute shit and I also saw my neighbors.
They said she had overdosed on advil but nothing serious.
The neighbors told me she came to their house and kept screaming that she was a bad woman and she's not a good mother and she deserves to die.
I apologised to them, told them she's not mentally stable right now, this definitely won't happen again.
The doctor discharged her and I took her home.
When we got home I immediately screamed at her and told her as many insults I could muster.
She simply just stood there and just fell to the floor.
I grabbed her but when I did she just eerily deflated back into the floor like she was dead or something.
It looked weird.
I said fk it and just picked her up and threw her into the bed room,made her some food which she ate and just spent the day nursing her.
Eventually she did come out of the slump and I started the rough sex routine again but she's severely depressed these days and many times says she wants to die.
Honestly, not sure if I'm gonna divorce her, I like where everything is at right now but good to know that I have the option.
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2020.11.11 07:31 throwaway20201110_2 My [40s] Wife [40] let something slip a while ago, things have gotten worse and now it's over between us.

TL;DR! Frustrated, a while ago, my wife let something slip that she may have stepped out. but she won't tell me the truth. I feel like there is more to the story then what she let on.
Hi everyone
I’m posting this from a throwaway account…just because. I’m not sure what I’m looking for here, may be to vent and be therapeutic, maybe to get some advice…I don’t know….so here we go, it may be come long, depending on how much I’m ranting…
My wife and I met almost 20 years ago when she was 20 and I was 22. I was her first everything, while I have had a few girlfriends by this time. In fact I was still seeing another girl (nothing serious, but we were FWB), but hey I had just asked her out at the time, so we were serious yet. But for the record, I stopped seeing my FWB as soon as my wife (girlfriend) was serious.
I’ll stop my bragging, back to the background write up. My wife (girlfriend) comes from a very strict and sheltered up bringing (not religious, just strict parents). In my opinion, it’s almost to the level of emotional abuse…but that’s not my place. Anyway, when we met, I knew she couldn’t date (you read that right…at 20, she was still being controlled by her mother). But I wanted to be honest and didn’t want any type of lies with her parents. So, stupidly, I asked her to tell her parents. She was reluctant, but in the end she did it anyway. Then things blew up, her parents demanded she break up with me, she was way too young to date and MUST concentrate on school. The mother would storm into her room and scream at her for no reason, and this was during her final exams in college.
So I said, come move in with me so she can have the piece and quiet to study. I was living at home then with my parents still saving money to move out. My parents agreed after a lot of begging and harsh conditions set on my part. Shortly after she came to stay with me and my parents. It was supposed to be temporary until her mother calmed down and exams where completed. Well it wasn’t, it turned to a permanent solution because her mom wouldn’t take her back.
At this point, we had to find a place of our own. My parents had already taken us in for two months and I was under lots of pressure from my dad to move out (long story there). Lucky for us, my mom helped us find a basement suite about 10-20 minutes away from her college…it wasn’t too expensive, and so we moved in.
We were living mostly on one income (mine) at this time because she was still going to college. But she had a part time job. Money from her parents dried up so we took out student loans for her tuition. Life was hard, but we made it work. I’d work and she go to school. I come home and did the cooking and sometimes the cleaning. I didn’t want my wife (girlfriend) to do too much because I wanted her to study. My memory here is that we were happy.
Fast forward to a year, due to many reasons and in part to my stupidity, I was let go from my job. I was stunned. I was panicking, I didn’t know what was going to happen. We had only my income and no savings at this time. I bucked up, strapped in and started to apply for jobs…many many jobs. I was lucky to have found something in about a month. That month for me was stressful. But I made sure (or at least tried) I didn’t show it, I put on a happy face, told her not to worry, I’ll figure something out.
I started working at my new job (better pay then my last job 😊), however this job was an on-call job. This means that I would have to wait for branches to call me in to work in the morning. I don’t have a schedule. But I made sure that whenever anyone called, I would be ready and able to work whatever shift that was put out to me. I NEVER said no. Some days I would work at one branch in the morning and then another in the afternoon. Word go around and I was always the first one branches called if they were short. This provided a steady income for us.
But in the back of my mind, being let go and that feeling of helplessness was there constantly. So I started to insist that we put money into a savings account for that raining day. This meant we would have less to spend on other things.
At this point, we were approaching our mid 20s. My wife (girlfriend) never had the freedom to spend on things on her own…without justification. So when she saw something and she just bought. Me being aware of her up bringing, I wanted to make sure she experienced that freedom (heck I would have given her the world if she wanted it), so I let her (yes I know, hind sight, that was bad). We had little bit of savings, but other then that we were essentially living pay check to pay check despite me earing more.
Shortly after, wife(girlfriend) graduated from collage and found a job with a competitor. Fantastic. We now had double income! But because she was spending and me just letting it happen, we were still broke. On top of that we now had to pay student loans. We started to get into more debt.
Good news followed. I saw a chance to get promoted and I took it…and I got promoted. More money…yay!! But, you guessed it, we are now in more debt….still not much savings despite putting in money every pay check…you know why…we kept on taking it out. Sigh. I know. Things progressed like this for a year or so. Then I found a new job.
This new job is something I’ve never done before. I have never even heard of the position, had no idea what it was about. But by the powers that be, they still hired me. WOW. Now what was I going to do. I spent 12 – 14 hours a day at work, learning. I would make mistakes, my boss would chew me out, and I would spend that time trying to figure out what I need to do to improve. For the first time in my life, I cried at work…yup, balled a like a baby (don’t worry, no one was there to see it and no one knew…until now 😊). I didn’t know what to do if I lost this job. I can’t be seen by my wife (girlfriend) as a looser. We had no one to turn to if we failed. I kept all of this to myself because I didn’t want to stress my her out…I want her to live a happy life. I was stressed to the max. I knew if I didn’t improve, I’d be let go…again. So I put in more time, on weekends, and nights. Things slowly started to get better. My boss was now happy with me, heck my boss’s boss started to notice and I was given more responsibility. But I can remember that feeling of thinking I’m going to be jobless again, what are we going to do.
And you guessed it. I now insisted that we put even more money into savings and started to put my foot down (very lightly at this point) that we need to cut spending. My wife (girlfriend)…Okay I’m just going to call her my girlfriend for now until we get married later in the story…didn’t say it, but I knew she wasn’t happy. To be honest, I felt so guilty because it felt that I was putting her back in the same abusive situation I took her away from…hence the very lightly comment.
During this time, we bought our first place together. We managed (I don’t know how) to save enough for a down payment. We were so excited. Our first place together. We were now in our mid 20s. but the spending didn’t stop. In fact after we bought our place, it seemed the spending went up. As I’m writing this and thinking back, I’m going to blame it on buying new stuff for the new place. But we didn’t watch our spending.
Because of the helplessness of having no money was still in my mind, (yup even now, it’s still there), I now put more pressure on more savings and much less spending. Thinking back, our spending did slow, but not by much. It was during this time that my girlfriend started to pull away.
She started to spend more time with her work friends. At first I encouraged it. Again because of her strict up bringing, I didn’t want to restrict her. I wanted her to enjoy herself. Enjoyed the freedom that most of us have felt in our teens. Going out with friends, talking on the phone…you all know what I’m talking about. But like I said, she was starting to pull away. She would spend less and less time with me. More time at work, more time with her friends. She started staying out late…12 am, 1 am then 3 am. This is when I started to wonder and I brought it with her that we were not spending much time.
She promised to change that…but she didn’t. in fact, during this time we had less and less sex to the point I can honestly call it a dead bedroom. When we did have sex, she was not enthusiastic at all. Again I tried to bring it up with her. No change. At this point she even started to show less affection.
What does that mean? We used to kiss each other good morning and good bye. When I do, she would turn her head and I would kiss her on the cheek. When I go and hug her from behind, she would pull away and tell me she was busy. Now…she used to tell me that she loved me hugging her from behind and kissing her neck. I know where all of your minds are going here….mine was too.
But, I was in love and very very stupid. I pushed it to the back of my mind. No way she could do that. That’s not the girl I fell in love with. She would never hurt me like that. Now this was before smart phones….yes I’m that old. And to be honest, I would never have snooped. Yes I was that stupid. But regardless that thought was in my mind.
We lived like this for a year with me “complaining” (according to her), and she promising change, but never do. She pulled away even more. By this time we were together for almost 10 years (I can hear your thoughts…you dumb ass, you stayed that long????). with me still can’t believe that she would do the thing you all are thinking, I thought maybe because she was pissed because I have not asked her to marry her (yes commitment issues). Yes that must be it. I saved for a year secretly. I would put the money I would have spent on lunch and/or dinner depending on how late I worked, into a savings account. I would go hungry some days…but hey…I can loose some weight.
I managed to save enough to buy her an engagement ring…a 0.5 carat diamond ring…yes, for the ladies reading this, it was small, but it was all I could afford at the time. I spent two weeks researching diamonds and then scouring stores and internet to find that perfect 0.5 carat diamond. I found one and it was the “ideal” dimensions (princess cut) according to my research. I couldn’t find the ring of her dreams, so I spent another month trying to find a jewelry maker to custom make that ring.
[Before I get to the next part, if you want to skip this part, please do, it’s just be dumping my thoughts and not relevant to my rant.] I was finally ready to propose, but I wanted it to be a surprise. So I paid for a decoy diamond neckless…decoy because the diamond on that was the bottom of the barrow, but it was just to throw her off. I took her to an awesome restaurant on top of a local mountain for dinner, nervous as hell. I know she didn’t like public proposals, so I suggested a walk around the mountain complex. I found the prefect private area with a great view. I got down on one knee, took out the ring, opened the box and asked her if she would marry me.
[okay back to the rant story]. The look on her face was priceless. I still remember that look. It was joy, surprise, happiness all put together. If I could, this would have been the face I wanted see on her every day. She jumped up and down but didn’t answer my question. But I knew the answer, but just in case, I asked again and she said YES! We were over the moon.
That look on her face, that reaction from her, I thought this had to be it. It must have been the source of our problem. How can it not be? After this, things got a bit better…but it didn’t last. My fiancé told her parents (they were on semi speaking terms by this time). Her parents just said congratulations. My parents were thrilled…or at least my mom was. We started to plan our wedding. It was going to be small because we were paying 100% of the cost. We set a date. Guests were coming, parents were for sure coming…or so we thought.
The ceremony was going to be private with only very close friends and family, and it wasn’t going to be a church wedding. So no walking down the isle. To this day, I still don’t know what happened, but her parents go all up in arms about this. Said they were disrespected, and refused to come to the wedding. My fiancé’s brother (a little piece of shit) kept telling them that there should be a walk down the isl…but there was not going to be an isle to walk down.
My wife was sad. So I sucked up my pride (these people hate me), asked to speak with her brother and clear things up. I was ready to beg. I would do anything for my fiancé. Day came and I explained there was NOT going to be an isle to walk down. For some reason…I still don’t know why…he didn’t believe me. He then asked who was signing the marriage certificate…I said his sister and I and the maid of honor and best man as witnesses. Apparently that was a lie…he then said that his sister never treated him like family and I had the gull now to ask him for a favor.
At this point I knew nothing was going to work. He was out for vengeance. It was all about him. But still, for my fiancé, I sucked it up and said please rethink it. This is his sister’s wedding and for his parents, their daughters wedding. If they missed this, they may regret it. Nothing worked. Yup, you guessed it, her side of the family did not come to the wedding.
I saw the hurt in her eyes that day, and I think a bit of died with her that day. It was the hardest thing I every have witnessed. She tried to put a brave face on, but I knew. I wanted to give her the world and I failed. I felt like the biggest looser in the world. Here was the woman I loved, she was hurting I couldn’t do anything about it.
After the wedding, things with my now wife was never the same. We had more arguments, about sex, affection, money, house hold stuff…more promises and more of those broken. She started a new position shortly after this period. It was an awesome position with the company. She no longer worked at a desk, got to travel…it was awesome…for her. We used to (before this job) speak on the phone every day on the rare occasion she did travel. But now, when she did, I would get a call that she arrived and that was it. She doesn’t answer her calls, does text or provide any other forms of communication. When I asked her why she didn’t answer her phone, she said she didn’t hear it. That thought started to creep in my mind again. Again, I said nope…must be something I did wrong. So worked even harder to provide for her. Anything she wanted, I would try and get it for her, sometimes I’d save up like I did with her ring, to get what she wanted. Like I said, I would give her anything if it made her happy and for me to see that smile. But nothing changed.
Before this new job, we’ve sold our first place and upgraded. But the upgrade came at a cost. The new place was now an hour away from both our work places. So at times we didn’t see each other for very long or ever because she was staying out late. On the weekends, I tried to spend as much time with her as possible. But at times she would ask if she could just go out with her work friends or other activities. What was I supposed to say NO (I know what you are thinking…I should have said NO, but you have to understand, I didn’t want to be her parent…didn’t want to restrict her “freedom”).
It was at this time I also got a new job. I have to say, the team there was one of the best teams I’ve ever worked with in my career. I enjoyed the work and I enjoyed my colleges / friends. But it was long hours, even longer then before. I would have to travel every other week for a week. So for sure my wife and I didn’t see each other too much. But I always made sure to call her and talk to her. But she was always in a hurry to get off the phone.
As part of this team was a woman, let’s call her Mary (Not her real name, but generic enough). She was beautiful, tall and had these green eyes that I could stare into forever. She had a kind nature about her that I was instantly attracted to. At first our relationship was just college/work friends. But as time went by, I started having feelings for her and I believe she had the same feelings for me. We would be close, she would touch me whenever she could. We would spend time at work together just talking about life in general. I found my self wanting to stay in the office whenever she had to work late. She seemed to enjoy the company. The thing is, we’ve never confirmed it with words. The more time we spent together, the closer we got…but I knew I had to stop this. I was married and it wasn’t right.
So, I took steps…for example, whenever we were supposed to travel together, I made excuses to get onto another project or if I couldn’t I made sure never to travel with her alone or even be alone with her. I could see she was sad at first, but I think she got the idea. She knew I was married, so she backed off. I just know that I didn’t stop myself, I would not be married to my wife right now…although thinking about now, that may not be a bad thing. And yes people I know, it was emotional cheating. I get it. Shit on me.
Time went by and I started looking for a new job. A new job landed in my lap (sort of) and I took it. It was another step in my career. It was brand new to me…contract work. Yikes, no more full time, no more benefits, no more job stability. But I stepped up to the challenge. Things with my wife just plateaued. We live our lives, me just gave up with the dead bedroom. At least we now have a good emergency fund to ride out periods of time where I didn’t have a contract. Life was okay. We then decided to start having a family (yup, I know…I’m a dumbass, but we have 15+ years by this time).
We struggled to get pregnant, and was on the verge of seeking medical assistance here, but we got pregnant the natural way. I was over the moon. I was going to be a father! For all you fathers out there, you know exactly that feeling. when my wife was pregnant, she was horny all the time. I loved it. But I have to say, once she started getting bigger, I started to get weirded out by the though that my dick was knocking on my kid’s head each time I thrusted. Yeah, yeah. I now logically…but I couldn’t. So I told her. Yes, it’s now my fault. We didn’t have PIV as much, but I made sure she was happy all over her other parts, if you know what I mean.
When my wife was in the hospital about to “pop”, she looked sad at times. I didn’t need to ask why she was sad, I know that it was because her parents was yet missing another milestone in her life. So, once again I swallowed my pride, and this time it was hard to swallow. When she went to the bathroom, I called her parents and told them that their daughter was in the hospital about to give birth to their first grandchild. I pleaded for them to come and be with her and share our joy. This time to my surprise, they asked me where the hospital was and if they have time to get there. I provided every detail they asked for. Within an hour, they showed up…although too late for the delivery, but they showed up. My wife was stunned. I saw that happiness in her eyes again. I knew that it was worth it to swallow that big rock of a pride.
Okay funny story time. When my son first came out, he didn’t cry at all. I latterly was panicking (stupid movies ruined me). I asked the nurse whey he wasn’t’ crying. She started to laugh and said enjoy the next few seconds….I should have taken her advice. My son is close to 10 and he’s still talking non stop…sigh…I have to say I love it!
Anyways, back to my story. After my son was born things went back to normal…dead bedroom…but that was fine…although I’d like it more frequent, but I get it. My wife gave me this perfect little human being…two years later, she was ready for the second one. So here we go again. Yeehaw!!! And yup, I still had that weirdness about my dick knocking on my kids head…hey everyone’s got some time of hang ups right?? Whatever 😊
After my daughter was born, the bedroom died again. At first it was a year, then two then three. Not a dick or vagina was stirring in the night. Hickory dickory definitely did not go up the clock. Okay, I couldn’t help it….had to. But you get the idea. During this time we were starting to look for schools for my son, but the schools in our catchment just sucked. So we expanded our search and found a school in town where we used to live.
The housing prices at this point have gone to a crazy point. We barely was able to afford it. But we go the new place in the schools catchment. Yahoo!! My kids were now going to a good public school. But the place was being built and wouldn’t be ready for another year (actually turned out to be 2 years). So we rented a place in town because we had to sell our other place in order to afford the new place. The place as really small for the four of us, but we made it work…and I have to say, now thinking back, it was kinda fun for the most part.
Then one day, I was ready an article on Reddit that a local revolving restaurant that has been around for ever was shut down. It went bankrupt. This place was one of those foo foo place you go for special occasions, or if you had the money. My wife and I have never been, but I did take one of my ex girlfriends to that restaurant once (she does know this fact) for her birthday. I mentioned it to my wife. And she looked at me and said wasn’t it great up there, the view? That’s when I stopped and I said…umm we’ve never been there. She looked shocked and said yes we have for one of our anniversaries.
Now, remember when I said I brought one of my ex girlfriends there? I would never have brought my wife there for an anniversary or any other special occasions. I always believe that each place should be special for one person if it is a special occasion …I know some of you might think this is stupid, but I don’t and still believe that. So I know I would never have brought her there. So who did she go with. She starts to panic, and insist that we have been there. I tell her if we have been there, we would have taken lots of photos. Why wouldn’t you…that view I remember was out of this world. She starts digging through our phone albums. Nothing. Then she says it must be one of those that have been packed.
Remember all those suppressed suspicions from the past? Well, they all came rushing back with a vengeance. I told her that she need to produce that proof, because she all but confirmed that she was stepping out on me. She asked me to give her a few months to get evidence. But that night I started thinking of all clues in the past. The dead bedroom, the lack of affection, the staying out late, etc…they are starting to add up. With this last one, I’m not sure what else I could think.
I confronted her the next day, but she promised that she did not cheat on me. I tell her my clues from the past. She couldn’t explain. I said let’s break it down. Dead bedroom. She blames it on her birth control….she got it changed twice…still didn’t help? Why didn’t she continue to go see the doctor until she found something that worked….why not work with me and tell me? Okay…that could be plausible…but what do you guys think? Especially the ladies that are on this stuff…can it affect you that way. If you were in this situation, what would you have done?
Next staying out late. She told me that it was because she didn’t have the freedom before and now that she did she was going all out. She didn’t have the “teen” years. I called her out on this one, teen years last for 5-7 years at the max for most people…this was going on now for 20 years by that time.
How about the lack of affection? She says she doesn’t remember this ever happening.
How about the lying, because I’ve caught her a few times lying about things that really doesn’t matter. For example if she didn’t do something that she said she would do, she would make up a reason, but that reason never stood with me. I know for a fact that she just forgot. Why didn’t she just say so. I forget lots of things. I just tell people I forgot. So much easier then remembering a lie. Especially for something so small. Okay you want to know her answer don’t you…she tells me because she is a people pleaser and would always try to think of something that won’t disappoint. W.T.F
Anyway she begged me to believe her that she had not cheated on me. She asked why would she stay with me if she wanted someone else….well….we all know that was bullshit. She tells me while crying that she has never and would never cheat on me either emotional or physical.
Okay this next part may get someone you pissed…but I backed down a bit….hear me out. We were now together for 20+ years, we have two beautiful kids, a house and above all, I had nothing but gut feelings and no proof. Was I willing to through all that away based on a gut feeling. I decided I wasn’t. But just because I’m staying doesn’t mean I was going to give up.
I took a different strategy. I started to ask here little questions and give her scenarios to answer. Things to gage how she would react to situations. I didn’t do this purely because I want to catch her in a lie, no. I did it because I want to understand why she did what she did. I wanted to understand my wife…truly understand and I wanted her to understand her thoughts.
One of the scenarios I gave her was, if you were interested in a person, and that person showed interest in you, would you go for it even though you were married. At first she said no because she loved me. this lead to a discussion of what is love to each of us. I described how I feel when I thought about her in the past. When she described her definition, it was not even close to what normal people would call love. She said love was spending time together and just being together. That was it.
So I again asked the same scenario and asked now that she knows what the definition of love was…would she go for it? She paused and said now thinking back I would have, but not any more, because I want to give you the love that you described. I asked why. She said she now realizes everything I’ve done and given her.
Between this period other things happened. She went to therapy, but that was useless, she kept on feed the therapist lines such as I didn’t have a teen years, I didn’t have freedom so I took advantage. And the therapist just said yup, that was it. What a quack.
If you made it this far, you are a real trooper and thank you for reading and being interested in this.
So now come to the most recent episode. We were in bed and I was asking her questions like I usually do…by the way those have helped me understand her and myself better. But for some reason, we got on to the topic of sex in the car…I can’t remember why we got on that topic…oh well. I asked her if she remembers having sex in the car….she hummed and hawed and then said I don’t think we’ve ever had sex in the car. WTF….we’ve had sex in the car multiple times. I remember each and everyone one of those. What was going on here? I asked her if she was sure…she said yes.
Okay, I may have lost it a bit…now I didn’t get violent but just raised my voice a bit. I asked her if she can’t remember because the acts were not memorable or the fact that she couldn’t remember who she had sex with in the car and when? She could answer. Once again, all the past hurt, thoughts and suspension all came back. I told her this was the last draw. She was still lying to me. She kept on insisting she doesn’t remember….she asked me “do you remember everything we had sex?” I told no, but in a care, where we’ve only done it a hand full of times (no pun intended) I do remember. I’ve done a lot of shit with my ex’s and I still remember our sex.
For the next day or so I tell her to just tell me the truth. Forget the consequences, just tell me and we may be able to salvage our marriage. I told her she sees me suffering this much and yet she continues to lie. Just tell me.
Okay guys, are you ready for the reason I’m ranting for this long? She tells me that she had a crush on someone 10 years ago, but it was one sided. He never knew she had this crush. I’m sitting there thinking to myself, no way that was it. Why would you even hide something like that. She tells me that she had this crush on him for 6 month and it was someone at work…that work where she got to travel lots.
She insists that nothing happened and it was only one sided. He never knew. Okay. This leads me to my first question for you guys. Do you think this is believable? I don’t. I keep pressing, but she is so far sticking to that story. It’s a guy I know, my kids even played together. I’ve always had my suspicions, the way his wife reacts around my wife when they are together….but hey I will say, this might be my imagination.
So my next question to her was to bring up that scenario I outlined earlier…if this person reciprocated, would you have gone for it. She tells me yes, but she would talk to me first. That’s when I really lost it…talk to me about what? You are in love with another man…what is there to talk about? Do you really think that I have so little self respect in light of the evidence?? WTF.
So I ask her, now I’m sorry I did, why. What does her “give” her that I couldn’t. okay so get ready to be frustrated. She tells me it was because the way he talked about his wife, how he gets her things, do things for her…I’m sitting there with a stunned look on my face and she realizes what she said.
After my shock work off, I told her, I gave you the world. I gave you more then anyone has given you. I took you out of your abusive home, I taught you life skills when you parents didn’t. I swallowed my pride to make you happy. I held you up when you were about to fall. I carried you when you fell. And what did you give me in return….a pile of shit!
She begged me to stay, but this time I think I’m done. I’ve filed for separation. Where I’m from, I need a year separation. For now, we will stay in the same house, partly because of Covid, but mostly because I don’t want to uproot my kids from their lives. I know some of you will tell me, kids will understand. And I know there is a great possibility they will, I’m just not willing to take that chance. I came from a…how should we say….a non complete home…long story I might share in the future. I don’t want my kids to feel that way.
I know I will be happy again, even if we are still living in the same place….I am determined not to show my kids how sad I am inside…but I know that will be hard…I am human after all.
One last thing…I did tell my STBXW that she should really work on herself. Get some professional help to help her sort through things. And if after that year I see things improve and she is no longer lying to me, I will think about rescinding that separation application. Part of me hopes that she does change, but also I have to admit, that part of me hopes she doesn’t so I can move on. I told her I latterly have no more years to give her. I’ve given her everything I have and have had. I just don’t have any more to give.
So everyone…like I said at the start, I don’t know why I’m writing this. But I do feel better putting my story on paper. What do you think of my questions. Do you think it is possible nothing happened? Either with this guy or even before him? Love to hear your thoughts, I’m sure you have some if you stayed with my story till this point. Good or bad, I’ll take it.
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