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i am in the relationship for approx one and half year..i love him ver much..i care for him….but he is only fond of food, sleep, hanging out like this only….i never feel dat h care for me. If i pleased him with a good food or i spent on him a good amount on daily basis then he is happy otherwise he keepd fighting wid me and blame me dat i never spent onn him or i dnt care abt him etc etc.. he really ruined my lyf…neither he leave me properly coz whenever he fights if he come to me directly i always forgive him coz of my lov for him nor he change his habits….i am not happy wid him at all even crying all the tym….but i love him what can i do suggest me pplzz

A Family Affair

My crossdressing began when  I was 5 or 6. I have a twin sister who liked to dress me in her clothes and I loved it. It went on for a couple of years until our mother walked in on us one day and contrary to what we thought, said I was a cute as my sister. It didn’t bother her. As time went on my sister began buying things for me as did my mother. Mother later confessed that she thought I’d grow out of it but by the time her idea changed I was a committed ”transvestite” as we were called back then.

When Rebekka and I were 11 and she began developing and I became extremely jealous but to humor me she let me touch her ”titties” as we called them. Also at that time my cock began exerting itself and I let her touch it. In due time I showed her how I made it make me ”feel good” and began shooting loads into my hand right in front of her. This exploring continued until we were 14 and regularly masturbating each other. In school we both heard about other ways of having fun. In fact by then I realized I liked being with boys and sucking cock. At home I told Bekka about it and asked her to do it to me. And she did, and it was good. She asked me to ”kiss my pussy” and soon we were deeply into oral sex.

I had given myself to a boy so i wasn’t a virgin back there so i knew I would like to get Bekka’s ass and while licking her pussy I’d flick my tongue around her asshole and she loved it. I told her I wanted to fuck her there to my utter surprise she told me I had to do her pussy first. And so I got my first cherry.

Our fucking became frequent and my crossdressing a regular part of out home life. (Our father was dead so it was just we three ”girls”.)

Mother kind of had an idea that something might be going on but kept quiet about it. She was not the most modest woman had regularly walked around our apartment  in her underthings. Bekka and I always talked about her great body and I actually told her that I would love to fuck our mother. Mt sister had begun looking at girls and had some very satisfying affairs. We were both truly bisexual and this had her looking at Mother too.

Mother never, ever drank, but one year, when we were almost 17 she came home from a Christmas party totally bombed. She could barely get trough the door. We were both  up and making out on the couch in our nightgowns and we jumped when we heard her at the door. We helped her in and took her straight to her bedroom where she insisted on getting out of he clothes. I unzipped her dress and we got that off and Bekka got her slip straps off her shoulders and soon it was on the floor. At that point Mother said she had to lay down and we helped her into her bed. By then though we were both turned on and we got her pantyhose and panties off, followed by her bra. She had a big bush and her boobs eres a 42D which Bekka just had to feel and then do some nipple nibbling. Mother was out cold and it was my sister who began fooling around, eventually going down on Mother, while I sucked on her tits. She had nipples that swelled to almost ping-pong ball size.

Bekka insisted I go down for a taste and I spent about 5  minutes licking and sucking our mother’s cunt. I was hard as a rock and without anything being said I pulled up my nightie and slid my cock into our mother dripping cunt. And it was good. I came twice and after withdrawing Bekka went down and licked it clean.

It was then we realized that we had raped our mother. We knew she was a sexy lady and accepted each of us being bi and even me being a crossdresser but we doubted she’d go so far as to let me/us fuck her. I mean she had a good idea that Bekka and I were in a relationship but that was probably as far as she’d go. We were scared shitless.

The next morning we were sitting in the kitchen when she came in. With coffee in hand she sat at the table and came right out with it: ”You two enjoy good old Mom last night?” She said she knew what we did and no matter what spin we put on it, it was rape and incest and wrong. We felt terrible and still scared. She said she knew we were fucking and what all else, and that I was sucking cocks and probably being fucked in the ass and that her daughter was eating pussy, but that paled beside raping their incapacitated mother.

We both began crying and begging forgiveness but then she dropped the bombshell: It was alright because she wanted it but she just couldn’t bring herself to offer herself to us and knew it was the only way was for us to do what we did. She secretly planned it and prayed by passing out we’d take the bait. And did we  ever? At the time we were almost 17 and she was 42 and for the next 38 years we were a three-some. A couple of time Bekka had false pregnancies which scared us again, and in the first year Mother swore she was pregnant. Finally I was tested and determined i was sterile. Talk about small favors.

Our sex-capades left nothing out. Bekka and Mother had a double headed dilod which the condescended to share with me, each taking her turn with me on the other end. They both could really take a lot and their pussies would be rubbing against each other. I couldn’t take as much. We got into serious assfucking, golden showers, and spanking. Nothing was taboo. even when Mother was in her 70s and 80s, everything was fair game.



Distant love

Dear friends
I’m 15 years old boy, studying in high school. I’m in love with a girl. I saw her photo 1st time on 4 December 2014 and i juts fell for her. I couldn’t imagine that i will start loving her so much. She is my relative but lives abroad so i had never talked to her till 12 August 2015 ,it was when she visited India For Holidays! I saw her at the last moment when she was going back to Doha. I wanted to say her everything but couldn’t said because she was ignoring me all the time. But once she smiled looking into my eyes, which gives me a reason to love her more.
Now I’m dying every single moment to talk to her anyway but i can’t call or anythjng. Since last two nights I’m having her dream in which she is saying that she loves me and you should move ahead otherwise you’ll never get me! I’m shocked that i have dream of this type. I’m afraid of losing her yes i know she isn’t mine! And yes when she came to my house i made her feel that i love her! So maybe, she knows a little bit.
What should i do?
I’m confused!
Why she is coming in my dreams?
Please suggest me something which can help me and can save from being mentally destroyed!

THis is for real… To me

I met a man about 4-5 years ago. He is funny, charming, naughty, and smart. I hung out with him for a while this summer and he’s still as brilliant as ever. I met him when I was a camper… Kinda awkward because when I was 14 he was 20… He was also my counselor, but I loved him none the less. I thought it was puppy love, but as the years went by I felt the same even when I wasn’t around him. I never know what to do. He makes me so happy, but I can’t tell him. He’s so cute in an bold way. The last day I saw him he gave me a lingering hug and complimented me on how much I’ve grown and I just really can’t  wait until I see him again… I love him so much. I can’t contain it.

I suck at love

So the last year in school I met this really shy and childish guy who sat next to me. He was 2 years in the same classes with and I didn’t even pay attention to him till last year when we shared seats.

I got to know him well, he was really nice, sensitive, shy, he wasn’t like the rest of the guys that act like jerks just to pretend be cool, at those times I used to have a really low self esteem, I used to skip class all the time, I cut my hair, I stop wearing makeup and worrying about my appearance, I was very run down.

When we got closer we started flirting, and tickle each other during class and listen to cute music, he used to tell me about his stuff, his life wasn’t that easy, he was really frustrated because he couldn’t get a girlfriend, there was a girl in my class that gave him false hope and got hurt,  he was really impulsive and told me that talking to me it made him calm and also that I wasn’t like the rest of girls and that made me important to him, no one ever have told me or made me feel that before

I loved to listen to him and talk to him, he used to cry about my dumb jokes and stuff, and so I started liking him and so was him, but I never realized.

I never told him about my feelings but he noticed it, I started to wear make up and look good to draw his attention even more, but suddenly he got mad at me, he went to sit somewhere else. I used to call him to sit with me, he used to ignored me, after two weeks, he talked to me again, so did I, I asked him why he got mad he never wanted to answer me, so I acted like nothing happened between us.(I hate drama)

He told me he was going to live to another city, I first thought he was lying, or just saying, I never thought it was going to be true till the last day of class, I asked him when he was moving and he was going that same day. т.т

I got so so sad but I didn’t show it, I acted like it wasn’t affecting me but it really did. when the class ended he was going without saying goodbye, I ran out of the classroom and went to look for him he was going, and I screamed his name and hugged him I told him I was going to miss him a lot and to not forget about me, when he left I started crying so so hard, I could’t believe it, he was perfect to me, I felt like I lost a diamond, ugh it was awful

after a week he gone he messaged me and told me that he liked me, and he wanted to date me but he didn’t want to hurt me because he does not have a stable place to live in, his dad is a miliyary, that’s why he travels a lot. I lost my phone and so I lost his number so he messaged my friend, and he alwyas asked about me.

I have his necklace, he thought he lost it but he got really happy because I had it, and also sad because he didn’t have anything about me, just some pens I led him in class lol not romantic at all

I missed him a lot tho he was a nice guy, I have never felt this before, since I’ve only had 2 boyfriends who were dickheads haha.


Now, this year in july, I went travel to a countryside for a weekend, I didn’t go to school from friday till sunday, so monday I went to school, and I got the suprise of my life, he came back to my class, he transferred school. when I saw him I got butterflies in my stomach it was crazy, I gave him a bear hug, I didn’t want to let him go lol, I was HAPPY AF, we sat together again, and played like the old times, till my whole class strated annoying us, and notice it we like each other. he was happy to see me again, so was I but it kinda bothered him how the class annoy us, because I get red af, and he acts like he doesn’t listen to them.

Now he haven’t talked to me, he is indifferent to me and that makes me so sad, in class, he sits tree seats heind me, he laughs stronger that way he tries to draw my attention, because it’s obvious, he startes at me when he thinks I don’t even notice but I really do, or tries to walk near me and talk louder, ugh I honestly don’t know what to do.

I asked my best friend to talk to him for me, and he told her that he is afraid to talk to me, she asked her why he doesn’t date me, and he said he need to think that with his heart, and like he travels a lot, he doesn’t want to hurt me.

I am not asking him to be my boyfriend, I just want him to talk to me, xc he is shy, I’d really love to date him though, but I’m like the most impulsive person I get frustrated when he ignores me, I hate his indifference towards me, this november I am going to france with mom and I don’t want to end up with him like this, like if we never met, I love him I really really do, I’ve never felt this before, I have a very strong desire to cry inside like a lump in the throat.

I need an advice, I really suck at love please hep me what should I do?? should I talk to him? tell him what I feel?? ugh I will explode

By the way, thank you for reading this and take your time for it.

I love someone I shouldn’t

I’m in love with a first cousin. We met for the first time a few months ago. I knew I was in trouble the second she spoke. She radiates warmth, passion, confidence. Things I deeply lack in myself. I didn’t want this to happen. She opened her heart to me and cracked mine wide open too. I had never felt closer to or more cared for by anyone. When we talk she gives me undivided, earnest attention that makes me feel like I’m the center of the universe…that I’m worth her time. And she has a lot going on in her own life. I fought my feelings for her, but pretending to be platonic is so painful. I feel like I violated my own moral code and in a way manipulated her trust in me because I didn’t tell her the truth. The truth is I have never felt like this about anyone. She makes me so happy. When I’m around her I feel so safe, I feel like I can be vulnerable, show my darkest side, and she would still love me the way she does. I feel like I can’t hold back anymore. It’s killing me carrying this secret in my heart every single day. Trying to act normal around her pushing back tears wanting to be with her knowing the truth will drive her away. She knows something is wrong because I’m distancing myself and avoiding contact. I’m hoping indifference will keep me from falling even harder. It hurts seeing her, it hurts not seeing her. She wants to talk to me and help me, and I’m dying to tell her, but I fear the consequences. Losing her, exposing me, breaking hearts all over again. It’s ironic that the only person I know who has overcome heartbreak and could guide me towards letting go and healing is her.  I have never fallen so hard for someone, never thought of all people, it would be someone I’m not supposed to love. I might have idealized her, and think sometimes  maybe it’s the idea of someone like her that I’m in love with. Maybe it’s not really her that I love. But either way, it comes back to her. I feel sick. I don’t know what is right. If I continue acting platonic, we still have each other. But our relationship is not completely honest because I’m hiding my secret from her. I also risk doing something stupid, shocking her, shocking everyone. Hurting her ;( Not to mention facing stigma, rejection, humiliation. If I confess, I destroy everything we had together. But it would be a release for me. I don’t like either option because both involve a world of hurt and pain. Why does it have to be her? Why can’t I just unlove her? What should I do?


I’m a young man whose been hiding a deep dark secret love for my cousin in law for nearly 15 years now I never thought shed look at me as a person but one day when I was about to give up on life all together our eyes met and I felt this cut in my heart now im sad because so many people stood in my way and indoctrinated her so much we even had spiritual connection that only true love can bring long story short I got the short end and my hearts desire was right in front of me I even gave up all my dreams cuz deep down I knew I wanted a family of my own that loved me.

Am i betraying myself?

I broke up with my ex boyfreind whom i really loved because of religion. another man propossed. i agreed at that time it was the right thing to do. As time went by i loved him. now the problem is that i feel guilty inside because i still love my ex.

(Screen) Name: zama