This happened a long time ago. The horse was female. Grew up on a farm and my parents raised horses and cattle. Ended up learning about the birds and the bees at a fairly early age from watching our horses and cattle get frisky during the spring and summer months. One evening, I was out in our barn by myself wrapping up with some horse chores, and one of my favorite mares was very clearly in standing heat and making her desires known. Curiosity got the best of me. No regrets.

I (21F) have this crazy obsession with older white men (35+) , it’s not even about money or anything like that i just find them so attractive and it’s starting to get a little out of had because ive put myself in situations that could’ve ended badly just because i find them attractive. l even found one was married with kids ( i had no idea, i ended it immediately when i found out) .The power dynamic just does something to me .

For context lm a 21 year old ,chubby black woman

Im a pretty good looking guy, I’ve been told I’m an 8 out of 10. I match with very pretty girls on dating apps, but I have this strange thing where I love to sleep with women that I don’t think are in my league. I still think they are pretty, but I’m not that attracted to them. I enjoy hooking up with them more than beautiful women. There’s something about the thought of me being so horny that I settle for someone that I don’t find very attractive that really turns me on. I’m addicted to this.

I believe less privileged groups being rude to people who are a part of privileged groups or making privileged groups the butt of their jokes isn’t nearly as bad as vice versa.

I live in the US, this is how I rank groups by their privilege (in US).

1. White men
2. White women
3. Asian Men
4. Asian women
5. Black and Brown men
6. Black and brown women (they have it the hardest).

I don’t believe a black woman making a joke about black men is as bad as vice versa and I’m a black man. Black men we shouldn’t joke about black women but black women are allowed to make us the butt of jokes since they’re less privileged imo. That’s the tradeoff when you’re more privileged since they have it harder.

My girlfriend is very sexual. I can’t keep up and I try! And I love seeing her enjoying sex. The look on her face when I’m taking care of her needs is priceless. It makes me feel bad when I’m occasionally not in the mood or can’t go again immediately.

We live in Nashville and there are lots of colleges around here. I remember being in college and never being able to get enough… and mostly not having a girl anyway. So I got the bright idea that I’d find a nice college guy who would love to fuck my girlfriend as much as he could and she’d love it too.

After a little hesitation she agreed. I think she just wanted to be sure I really didn’t mind and wouldn’t think of it as cheating.

I actually used Reddit to find college guys and eventually we narrowed it down. It’s actually quite funny, these guys were scared! It was hard to convince them it wasn’t a scam or something. We had several pull out at the last second because they didn’t feel safe. We learned to go slow and meet at Starbucks first.

Anyway, we finally got it set it and it was perfect. He was 20 and a virgin. Gf is Latin American, pretty, and friendly. He was hesitant at first, but my girlfriend is so kind and went at his pace. Once it got going he was definitely into it! Sure enough, he fucked her 3 times right in a row right in front of me in his little apartment. I loved watching her enjoy it.

Best decision ever! We’ll do it again for sure.

not because i want to say the nword or something like that. i wish i was black cuz of theyre culture, of theyre bond that the whole black community has with etchoder and i wish i had the same community as them, i wish i was apart of it.. and cuz i want to wear braids they look cool af

So I don’t know what makes my husband so insecure. He always feels like his not that good looking or that he is not great at sex. I’ve told him multiple times to try and talk to other women to gain his confidence but he simply won’t listen to me. I would love to show him off and get your guys take on how he looks and why he doesn’t feel confident.

Dm me if you’d like to learn more about my husband.

Have any of you flashed anyone before? When did you do it and what was their reaction?

I can't forgive myself for how delusional I've been.

I am still unhealthily obsessed with someone from my past. I tried my hardest to let go when the break happened, but it has haunted me for 5 years now.

What blows my mind is that I actually thought I had a chance at a long term relationship with this person. At the time, yeah, I thought they were out of my league, but I was trying to push myself out of my comfort zone and aim for better - people and opportunities.

I was surprised when communication was mutual.

Nowadays, this person is so so so far out of my league. With academics, world experience, especially career and finances, home, everything. Just everything.

I hate feeling absolutely delusional about my chances with anything.

I'm a complete fucking loser. ​​​

So basically when I was Abt 14 or 15 ...i suddenly got banned from Omegle randomly (I didn't do anything inappropriate they just banned me for a week or so)so I came across a website named emarald chat (idk if I worte the right spelling but ig this was it)I used to prank ppl and talk to strangers like teens on Omegle normally did that time ...I tried to use emarald chat for that same thing but ukw ppl there was off and by off I mean majority kept their videos off and others just straight up acted creepy (ik Omegle had the same but this website had all this more than omegle)and then one day while skipping through ppl I came across a pre recorded video shown in the strangers video cam where a little girl was giving ukw to a old man like someone old enough to be her grandpa and over time I saw few more in that website strangers used to put on csam videos on that video chatting website ...also honestly idk why in that website it felt like everyone is recording the conversation..idk maybe it was my paranoia but I flet like that while using that website ...but all the interactions I had there with strangers were disturbing and those videos were more than disturbing

Let me know if y'all ever used emarald chat and saw the same idk I think it was common on that website

This is probably gonna sound stupid but I genuinely don't know what to think about this and thought this might be the right sub to ask.

Me and my bf are both 19, met in sixth form and we've been together a while. We're each others first everything basically. Neither of us has ever been with anyone else.

Anyway a few days ago I found out he's been watching cuckold porn. He'd left his incognito browser open and I saw it. I wasn't even looking for anything like that, it was just there.

I can't really explain why it bothered me so much but it did. The girl in the video was slim and brunette, pretty similar to me, but the guy was BIG. Like muscular, proper built, the complete opposite of my bf.

And I know it's porn, I know people watch all sorts of stuff and it doesn't automatically mean anything, but I can't stop thinking about it.

Like why that? Why would he want to watch another guy doing that with a girl who looks like me? Is it something about the guy being bigger than him? Does he imagine himself being that guy or is it the opposite? I literally have no idea how any of this works.

When I found out I didn't react very well tbh. I think I was shocked and probably made him feel embarrassed about it. I've been reading stuff on here since and now I feel a bit bad because maybe I've made him feel like he can't tell me things without me freaking out.

But at the same time, I can't pretend it hasn't got in my head.

We're each others firsts, so I keep wondering if this is just something he's into watching or if it's something he's always wanted to do and hasn't told me. Like does he actually want another man to sleep with me? Would he genuinely be okay with that? Or is the idea exciting in porn but completely different when it's your actual girlfriend?

And I know I'm probably making assumptions here, but the guy being so physically different to him is the bit I keep coming back to. I don't want to ask him that and make him feel even worse if it's something to do with his confidence.

I love him and he's honestly a good boyfriend. This isn't me trying to make him sound like a bad person. I just wasn't expecting this at all and now I don't know how to talk about it without making everything awkward.

Also, am I actually kink shaming him by reacting badly? Because I've seen people on here talk about how horrible it feels when your partner judges something you're into, and I don't want to be that person. But surely I'm allowed to feel weird about it too?

Has anyone else been into this sort of thing, especially if you've been with your partner since you were young? I'm genuinely curious about what the appeal is because I just can't get my head around it atm.

Sorry if this is all over the place, it probably is. Just trying to understand what the hell it actually means lol.

Within the last year I’ve been really heavy into trans porn, like it’s all I masterbate to know. I even have fantasies of fucking a trans woman.

En ya más de una ocasión he visto a mi suegra mirarme el bulto, nunca había puesto atención a eso hasta que un día fui a una boda con mi novia, aquí el día iba pues lo suficientemente arreglado como para un evento así, tenía puerto un pantalón de vestir azul claro que estaba algo ajustado y sinceramente si era muy notorio el bulto, cabe mencionar que no fue con la intención simplemente con algunas prendas se marcaba más de la cuenta.
Entonces entro a su casa y resta sella en su cocina y la saludé como de costumbre y en eso va bajando mi novia y voltee a verla y ambos nos hicimos un cumplido de cómo nos veíamos y no sé porque en ese momento voltee a ver a mi suegra y ella me estaba viendo el bulto e hizo un gesto algo morboso pero todo fue en fue atino de segundos, entonces eso mi novia le preguntó que cómo le quedaba el vestido etc, empezamos a hablar de otra cosa y yo veía como de te ojo me miraba el bulto y prácticamente sentí que me comía con la mirada porque también me veía de arriba a bajo pero mi novia creo que nunca lo percato, fue algo raro porque pasó muy rápido.
Desde entonces cada que la saludo o me despido de ella me percato que siempre me mira el paquete disimuladamente pero o siempre me doy cuenta porque la miro a los ojos cada que le hablo pero casi no lo hace, tal vez y no lo hace con alguna mala intención o simplemente no se percata de que es muy notorio que me mira ahí.
Tal vez lo estoy malinterpretando y ella no lo hace con intención o no sé, solo es algo que se me hace raro, cabe mencionar que nunca me ha echo algún comentario o insinuación de algo, además que y tampoco lo haría, hasta el momento a sido una relación de respeto y aprecio de ambas partes.
Ustedes que creen que esté pasando?

I'm scared of mentally ill/disabled people.

I experience discomfort and "fear" when I have to interact w one.

what scares me is the fact that they don't think like normal people, and idk what they could do to me and how I wouldn't be able to "defend" myself verbally cuz I'd be in the wrong if I told them anything bad.

for example: at school there's a guy (ik he has some problems but I'm not sure what) that apparently fell in love with me and has been following me for weeks now.

everywhere I go, he's like a shadow.

the first time "I" said SMTH to him was when he kept following me and my friend during the class break, so she basically told him to fuck off, but he didn't stop.

he started following me from far, he would wait for me outside my class and I couldn't go out. he even started calling my name and it's just so creepy

he also tried to touch me by sitting next to me and putting his arm around me.

this was just an example, but I'm genuinely scared of most of the ppl mental disabilities, especially the ones that look like they're mentally disabled.

I don't think I can do anything about it, for me it's like being scared of spiders, I just wanted to get this off my chest since I can't talk about this w anyone ik irl.

I just wanted to get someone else's opinion and possibly ways to solve my fear 🙏

I know this account is brand new, but my old one got permanently banned and I just need a place to vent right now, so, I made this one today. Before I go any further, this post might be potentially triggering for some people, because of mentions of SA, pedophilia and trauma. I would also encourage you not to read this if you can't handle emotionally complex/ nuanced topics. This is going to be quite long so no one would probably read this, but here it goes anyway:

I'm an extremely sensitive person and I always feel like I'm at the brink of going insane. It's not uncommon for me to break down crying when a small inconvenience happens (like when my pen rolls off the table.) I know the reason for my reaction actually has nothing to do with the pen itself: sometimes my emotions just build up and overwhelm me until I snap. I think I'm capable of thinking rationally and understanding myself, but my strong emotions make it impossible for me to actually do that.

From the ages of 5 to 11 years old, I've experienced prolonged bullying from many people. I was bullied in multiple places (school, sunday school, in my school van- to name a few.) My bullies would steal my things, pick on me like I was a living joke, exclude me, intimidate me and force me to do things, rub out everything I write, tell me I was worthless, tell me my tears don't matter when I cry, suddenly act nice only to take advantage of me, spy on me changing clothes and grab my butt, rub their sweat on me, squish me, etc. The bullying left me feeling humiliated and inferior. Due to this, I've felt like an alien for most of my life.

My parents were emotionally absent for much of my childhood, and it often felt as though they didn't exist. My parents used to be very busy and travelled all over the country. Even when my dad was free, he was more interested in his phone than in spending time with me. When I used to ask him for attention, he became angry and shouted at me. At home, I also experienced physical and verbal abuse, all of which my parents deny even happened because they believe their actions were justified.

To name a few things my parents did, they belittled and laughed at me when I cried, told me they wanted to erase me, hit me for making mistakes, told me they would hit me till I bled, mocked me, repeatedly insulted me, and sometimes my dad pretended like he was going to hug me and when I went near him to be loved, he hit me instead. My dad had unpredictable outbursts because of his anger issues. I was usually hit on the head and spanked. I was barely hit with a belt or cane.

By the age of 9, I began feeling extremely mentally unwell. I had developed h0micidal thoughts towards my bullies and my parents and wanted to be a serial k1ller (I know this is not okay and I do not encourage or glorify this at all !) At this age, I even tried to end my own life. I screamed silently for the entire world to hear me, but no one did. I was alone. I imagined my parents finding my dead body and crying out loud. Imagining this made my 9-year-old self, smile. I thought I would rather commit suicide and burn in hell because I somehow managed to reach the conclusion that hell was barely different from earth. I considered running away from home around this time as well, but I decided not to and instead started maladaptive daydreaming about being famous and loved as a coping mechanism.

I kept all the things that happened to me a secret from my parents when I was a kid as I felt like they would punish me and blame me if I told them anything. I didn't tell them about any of the following: the bullying, the sexual abuse I went through, OCD I had about disasters and about people around me dying, the rituals I had to perform to prevent those horrible things from happening, the philosophical and nihilistic thoughts about existence I've been having since I was 6 which gave me depression at 7 (I was actually thinking about things like the Theseus's paradox when I was 6 years old), the religious trauma, the anxiety I had about burning in hell for making mistakes, my porn and gore addiction, being trans, having bulimia and eating issues, self-harm, being radicalized by f*r right content, seeing hallucinations of ghosts and hearing voices in my head, etc.

Now because of my experiences, I've become increasingly detached from other people. I've had no friends for 4 years, went to 5 different high schools and moved houses several times. My online friends also left me because of who I am. I feel like I'm from somewhere far away from earth. I feel homesick. I'm longing to be loved but never trusting anyone to love me. Recently, I read a few chapters of 'No longer human' by Osama Dazai and wanted to cry because of how relatable it was. I feel like there are two different people inside me- someone who's deeply evil and another person who is deeply empathetic. I feel like I am capable of doing exact actions 'evil' people would do.

I can make 99% of the population hate me and think I deserve death by saying 4 words. When I was 6 years old, I was sexually touched multiple times by a 10-year-old girl and sexually abused and almost raped by a 15-year-old boy. Because of this and my early exposure to pornography at 10, I believe I developed pedophilia (attracted to 4–6-year-olds). At 14 I figured this out. I'm 16 now. I feel like my age has been stuck since I turned 6 for whatever fucking reason. Barely anything mental changed during puberty because I've been getting sexual fantasies since the youngest age I can remember. To clarify, pedophilia is a mental illness- not a crime. Predators are the ones who act on their desires. I am not a predator, and I have not done any harm to children. At first, I thought I had POCD but then I realized I didn't and my therapist and ex-therapist also agreed with me. I know it's wrong and disgusting, but I genuinely can't help it. I masturbate to fantasies of kids in my mind and it's hard for me to get help because when I first opened up to my ex-therapist, she looked at with me with a disgusted and disturbed look and became concerned quickly. And for the cherry on top, she also added 'I'd have to break confidentiality if you were a pedophile.' So, because of that I'm scared to honestly talk about the way I feel without being judged to any professional or to anyone.

My SA was dismissed because my perpetrators were children. It hurts to be seen as a monster for reacting to my trauma in a 'bad' way and developing a paraphilia instead of just being a normal victim. People think I deserve death for having thoughts but think the people who actually hurt me should get away with it. And I hate it when some survivors say 'I went through the same and I didn't turn out like that'. Two twin brothers can grow up in the same abusive household and go through the same trauma, and one might react to the trauma differently by involuntarily developing NPD while the other twin brother might react to it by developing BPD. The same things can hit different people differently. I understand why people might react so aggressively to pedophiles even if they are non-offending because a child's safety should always be prioritized than a potential abusers feelings but it still hurts. Being shamed just makes it worse.

I have watched many bad things (I've never watched real CSAM) but I've still watched other shit, and I feel so evil for that. I don't know why I'm like that. I'm so complex. I can enjoy others pain. My current therapist called me a sadomasochist and I agree. I enjoy the most depraved and disgusting things (including necrophilia) and imagining hurting innocent beings. That's how far my 'evil side' extends to but guess what? I've also cried over Palestinian children, animals, homeless people etc at night because I empathize with them. I don't know wtf is wrong with me. I'm not even being performative because I actually care. But sometimes I'm also completely heartless. Please can someone tell me what's wrong with me? I don't think even the most trained psychologists can figure it out. I have laughed watching certain disturbing footage and cried watching others. I don't know why. I'm so fucking insane.

I absorb other people's words even if they aren't directed at me and treat them like they are and feel personally attacked. With this amount of sensitivity, I have no idea, how I ended up like this. I don't want to be like this at all. I hate myself so much. I don't think I deserve to live. I'm a horrible person :(

Any enf suggestions?

Any enf suggestions?

I’m unhappily married, as my husband cheated on me awhile ago, and our marriage hasn’t really been the same since. I also have no sexual attraction to him - while I stay fit at the gym, he’s turned into a fat slob, and we basically never have sex.

Somehow I lucked out and my son turned out nothing like him..he’s sweet, caring, and physically fit and unlike his father - well blessed down there (long story on how I found out lol).

Anyways, he’s on his college hockey team and has made a lot of friends, which is something I’m proud of as he was always pretty shy in high school. As most of them play on his team, they are all extremely physically fit and somehow all attractive as well..I think it’s the long flowy hockey hair that gets me.

I find myself flirting a bit with some of them, and lately it has escalated a little. Last week, he had his friend Tyler over, and I decided it’d be fun to come downstairs in a white tank top with no bra underneath. It was a sunny day, and it was nearly transparent, with my nipples easily visible.

I stood right in front of him talking to him, and I could tell he was trying not to look at my tits , but he kept glancing down constantly. My nipples were so hard from the excitement. As I made small talk with him, I’d gently brush his shoulder or arm with my hand.

When he got up, I noticed he had to adjust himself in his shorts. I could see the outline of his cock in his athletic shorts, despite his adjustment. He seemed hung like my son..further piquing my interest.

For the past several nights, I’ve been touching myself to him, imagining him picking me up with his strong muscles and fucking me hard against the wall with his big dick. I don’t even feel guilty about it at all, since my husband is such a piece of shit.

Yesterday, I escalated things even more. We’ve had a string of nice weather, so my son invited three of his hockey friends over to go swimming at our house.

They were in the pool as I watched from the window in my room. They were being typical young guys - playing pool basketball, but horsing around and wrestling each other as they do.

At one point, as they were playing, Tyler was getting out of the pool to retrieve the basketball. As he did, my son pulled his bathing suit clean off of him.

I gasped a little as his muscular butt was revealed , but then he turned around, and his cock came into view. He was completely hairless and even though he was soft, it dangled far down his leg. They were all laughing as my son threw his bathing suit off into the distance, as Tyler ran to get it.

At this point, I am feeling really horny, so I decided to come play along. I searched my drawer for an old bikini I haven’t worn in ages. I tried it on, and it fit like a glove. This was quite a revealing bikini, almost thong like, with my ass swallowing most of it.

I had to muster up the courage a bit, but I walked downstairs and opened the back sliding door. They all turned to me, and I could tell no one knew how to react. I let out a “Hi boys, don’t mind me, just wanted to catch some sun.” As I laid out on a chair.

I had my sunglasses on, and was secretly watching them as I pretended to sunbathe. They were quiet and awkward at first, but eventually went back to their antics.

Tyler came over to grab a towel, and when he did, I turned over on my stomach, and asked if he could apply some sunscreen on my back and legs for me.

I knew this was really upping the ante, but something just came over me.

He was nervous and stuttered a bit as he said “Sure Miss ____”

It was cute..I could feel the nervousness through his touch. As he finished my back and got my legs, I told him “Please get my glutes as well Tyler, don’t want them getting burned.”

He was hesitant and said “Umm are you sure, James (my son) might kill me.” I said “He’ll live, we’re all adults, and skin cancer is no joke.”

Feeling his hands on my ass felt unbelievable, it has been so long since I’ve been touched like that, and never by a strong fit man.

He finished up and I said “thanks” and as I turned around, I could see the obvious outline of his erection in his soaked swimsuit clinging to him.

It made me feel alive again..knowing I could get a young guy so hard like that, and so easily.

After the boys went home, my son approached me and I could tell he wasn’t happy. He said “Mom, you can’t wear a bikini like that while my friends are over…they were ripping on me!”

I asked what he meant, and he explained “You know I’ve told you before they make jokes at my expense of you being a MILF. They say some really fucked up stuff, and having your ass out isn’t going to help.”

“Tyler was telling the guys he was rubbing sunscreen on your ass is that true?” I told him it was innocent and he just happened to be the closest to me.

He was quite mad and telling me how Tyler was telling the guys “I’m gonna fuck your mom.”

I did feel bad for my son, but it also made me excited to hear how his buddies talk about me behind my back.

I don’t know if I’ll ever actually fuck any of them..it’s just a fantasy for now, but knowing that if I wanted to, I could at any point, makes me feel really sexy and alive again..

Algún hetero que me cuente de la vez que vieron un pene en persona

Que me cuente detalles y todo

I moved to college hostel last week and i found so many friends and stuffs and i thought these guys were genuinely so positive.But last day one of them were making fun of a guy with down syndrome when we were outside and everyone was laughing at him.I stopped them immediately and the thing was everyone came together at me by saying "its not that deep" and i dont have the same vibe and stuff.

Idk bro ts feels so wrong to make fun of someone's condition even for fun like they cannot even fix it.

Just suggestions, I don’t need the whole “leave your husband if you’re not compatible” or “talk to him about it” because we are very very compatible. I just sit on a very extreme side of the scale. I have talked to him. He knows about everything. He just has his boundaries which is perfectly fine. He accommodates to the best of his ability for me.

He’s dominant in bed. We have times that’s mind blowing and wonderful to me.

Other times it leaves me wanting a bit more. He always makes sure I finish which is nice but I have a wide variety that I’m just kinda more adventurous than him sexually.

I have a really strong submissive side and he doesn’t have the same intensity as a dom which makes it hard because he’ll always ask me instead of tell me which is stupid for me to complain about. He’s wonderful guy.

I love to be degraded. Like I want to be humiliated if I’m honest. I love when he tells me I’m pathetic. He doesn’t love degrading me.

I want to have sex around other people and or infront of them. Not with. Just like my husband showing off how good I am for him. He said absolutely not. He said it makes him angry even thinking about anyone else seeing me naked. Which I’m into as well lol. I love being possessed in that way.

I’m not really sure how to describe it all or if it makes sense but I feel guilty for wanting and thinking about the things I do because he’s so against it. I want to stop but the more I push at myself, the more I want it because I’m annoying like that.

The best part of my day is waking up early so I can have the house to myself drink my coffee and scrolling social media without anyone bothering me before work. I know it’s a dumb confession but I don’t care.

when i was a teenager mom and dad divorced. mom was drinking a lot and one night i found her sleeping on the couch. her robe had opened up and i could see her boobs and pubic hair. that was the first time i saw a grown up lady nude. i just looked at her and for the first time in my life i was getting sexually excited. i got my camera and took nude pictures of her to look at when i masturbated. i got up the courage to touch her boob. it was so soft and while i was touching her boob i was amazed her nipple got really long and hard. i touched her pubic hair it was soft and fuzzy and a little damp. while touching her pubic hair i discovered she has big things between her legs i later learned it was her labia lips. i moved them around and i was able to put my fingers inside of her.

i hated mom when she was drunk but now i couldnt wait for her to get drunk so i could explore, learn and experience the opposite sex. all my first sexual experiences were with my drunk mother and she never knew what i was doing. the best feeling in the world is being inside of her vagina

My boyfriend (22) and me (21) both live at his house anyways his dad (40) is like a DILF he works construction and when he gets home my boyfriend does the washing and sneaks his dirty undies to sniff, I didn’t know this untill we were mid sex and he pulled them from under his pillow and started sniffing them, I asked him who’s they were and he hesitated and then kinda whimpered and said they were dads and kept smelling them while I was fucking him, he kept saying how good they smelt so naturally I decided to smell them myself.. the scent his dad left was the sexiest thing I think I’ve ever smelt I nearly nutted, we continued sniffing his dads jocks as I fucked him. Now my bf wants to use my brothers undies but I still want his dads