I've got a fiance that has my heart for good. We have this mutual friend that, I admit, I had a small crush on before I was with my fiance. We still flirt in a friendly way because I'm a very flirtacious person as is this said friend. It has never really gone further than that, but it did go as far as him holding me down and trying to kiss me. I refused and started crying because I've never cheated on my fiance and everything has been perfect lately and I felt wrong. Then our friend had said he loved me and that it hurt him to see me with anyone else. When I told him that I didn't love him, but he was always an amazing friend, he became upset. I asked him to try and stay friends. I told my fiance about it and he said it was my decision to keep or cut off my friend ties. I want to stay friends with him because he's a great listener and really understands me and my fiance, but I don't want something bad to happen.
I love my husband, he is a wonderful man. But he likes to wear hose and panties. He would wear them during sex and around the house all the time if I could take it. I feel so unsexy and fat when he has them on. The other night he had to get out of bed when we were about to have sex so that he could take off his panties (he had them on under his silk pajama bottoms) he didn't want me to have to feel them. He would wear a nightgown if he could. Is this strange?
it is me again i am the one that is in love with two guys.. both guys have different thing that i love about them. firat of all my ex i love the fact that he was not asamed to tall his friends that we were going out. but i broke up with him because he is a big *** pot head.. and my soon to be husband i love the fact that he treats me like a prinsess and he cooks 4 me. but he whe is in jail 4 5,000 dollars in theft. that is only a few of the things. i love about them..
I woke up one night to my stepdad trusting his finger in and out of me. I told him to stop and he then slapped me and said to shut the **** up. This scared me, so I just layed there and let him continue. He then went down on me and licked my *****. God it felt so good that I didn't want him to stop but after about five minutes I pushed his head away anyway. He said to me that he was done and demanded that I say nothing to anyone and then slapped me again. He now visits me about all the time at night now and he makes me give him a blowjob. he cums in my mouth and does not let me spit it out. He pull my hair into his grion until i've swollow it all. At first this used to scare me and piss me off but now I'm starting to like it and like when he come in at night. Last night he **** me in the *** and it hurt like hell. I told him that I don't mind the other stuff but don't want to do that again. He laugh at me and said i'll do want ever I want to you because your my little whore *****. I am so confussed now because I really do like some off the things he does to me but I also don't think I sould let this keep going on anymore.
She is nice and pretty, and is a lesbian. I knew and accepted it before we got introduced at each other. I enjoyed those simple moments that I am standing or sitting near her. Then came the day that we got introduced at each other by a common friend. Her approach to me was unpredictable (funny!) which made me like her more.. a lot. Since then, we greet each other and joke around every time we see or pass along the corridor, which I reeaaalllyy enjoyed and never failed to leave a smile on my face.. Until the end of the semester is coming soon, and our closeness got closer. She will be graduating soon, and I’ll miss her, big time! On the last day of semester, my friend and I went to the place where she and her friends are hanging out. We gave them tokens of appreciation, for being so nice to us. She hugged me and placed her arms around me when we took a picture, which she did not do to the others. Then we exchanged numbers. I thought, “Alright! I’ll still able to get in touch with her!” Then weeks came and our communication grew stronger. She texts me everyday and is nicer to me than ever. She was very sweet, as if we’re in a relationship. I rode with her sweetness to me. She even told me one time that she like this one girl but never told who it is. She described her and it suited me. I don’t know if I’m just paranoid because I wanted it to be me. Our closeness and sweetness lasted for a few weeks then came one day that she was cold at me. She doesn’t text me or says sweet things to me anymore. I kept on wondering why, and it hurts me. She left me clueless and looked like a fool, hoping for those days to come back.
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