#anonsecrets00

Nobody wants to know me. People seem to like/fancy me when they meet me but no one ever takes the time to contact me, to ask me how I am, or invite me to anything. I did an experiment last year (2016) to test this, to make sure it's not me being paranoid. Question; How many people who aren't related to me will contact me without me contacting them first?? Answer; Four(4)........... Yes, that's right. 4. All the people who know I exist, and you could count the ones who care if I still do on one hand. And I haven't heard from two of those at all this year (2017) I've stopped going out to try and meet new people, I don't go to munches or events or other socials. I don't see the point. If the people who already know me don't want to, why would anyone who hasn't met me yet. Lonely Womble.

Several years ago, I had a girlfriend that lived with me for a while. I was working nights at the time. When I would go to work, she would go fuck my neighbors and their roommates. This went on for a while without my knowledge. One night I got home and was eating her out. She seemed was unusually went. She started laughing at me. Then she wrapped her legs around my head, holding me there, and showed me a video of them fucking and cumming inside of her. The rest of the night, she made me listen to her talk about fucking other men. When we went to bed, she stripped naked, but wouldn't let me touch her. I never told her, but I think she could tell the even though I was humiliated, I was very excited at the same time.

I met a guy a few years ago on a few month after I joined Fet, and we had a rather short but passionate..ummm..relationship, for lack of a better word. I know he wasn't really truthful with me about some things, but damn, he was fun to play with. Looking back, I think he was like me, wanting to avoid confrontation.There were a couple of times we had made plans and he bailed at the last minute, and later I realized it was because he found someone else he wanted to be with. I just wish he would've let me know he'd become interested in someone else sooner than he did. He and I had exchanged a couple of PMs over the next couple of years, but it was just small talk. I was very conflicted in the way I felt about him, sometimes angry, sometimes I thought I could handle just PM-ing now and then, and be okay with that. What I really wanted more than anything was for the anger I felt to go away. Last November we were writing and I thought it would be fun to maybe to play with him and his GF, they are both bi-sexual. I told him to let me know if he and his GF were interested in meeting me, and he said they were. We've written each other a couple of times since then, but we don't seem any closer to meeting. In writing him I've felt the old anger grow less, but I'm thinking now he's just leading me on. I'm going to be leaving the area soon, and I wish I could see him before I leave. But I'm thinking it's just time to let it go...

I write this without knowing if you will read it, because I don't know if I have the courage and strength to send this to you. I don't think I can go on with this. Maybe one day we will meet again, maybe then we will both be in better places, maybe there will be a time when we can and will be together. Now, I struggle with so many things in my life, I need more from you than you can give me. I need to be able to talk to you when the going gets tough and I need to be able to talk to you on an ordinary day, and I need you to talk to me too. I need you to be more responsive and to check in with me, even if it's just to say hi and that you can't chat. I need that connection because I'm insecure about us, for obvious reasons. If I send you messages on fet or wechat and you keep doing this thing where you don't respond or don't answer questions, I'll end up searching for someone else to chat with. I'm not threatening you, I'm just being honest. I like the chat. When I don't hear from you without any notice, and I want to talk to you and don't know what's going on it makes me worry about what I thought we had. Then I automatically think that you're busy with someone else so then I look for someone else to chat with to take my mind off you. I want you to change your status. I want others to know that you're with me. When you're ready to do these things then we can talk.

Sadly I was so horny years ago that I washed and used my mothers vibrator..... :( I was younger...and didn't have the money to buy my own....ect. I've always felt "disgusting" because of it.

I have a secret...I had sex with my ex step son...!! First he is 23 years old and I'm 32. Second his father and I have been divorced for years (never did anything with my step son while he was my step son). Lost touch with him for a few years but recently he found me again (ironically on here). Really threw me that he could have seen all the pics and stuff on here. We met up to just catch up, ended back at my place to watch GoT (he hadn't seen the new episodes and I have HBO)...next thing I know we are going to my room. Sex was great!! Third...I really want to keep doing stuff with him.

This back before I was part of the life and I was married. I was married to my wife for 8 years and loved her with all my heart, my vows meant everything to me and then some. The first years had been great the sex and all. As I look back on it now I may have been more of switch then anything maybe even more of a sub to her. The last couple of years had been the worst, she always accused me of having sex with other women and that was the farthest thing from the truth, I still loved her and always wanted to please her. The hours I worked just took a lot out me and just wanted to sleep and relax on my days (12 hrs a day 5-6 days a week). We both enjoyed smoking weed to relax but it did not help me that much as the hours had taken a toll on me and sex was less often because of it. As it turns out she was the one having the affair when I was at work on the night shift and maybe even during the day, but she always point the finger at me and I denied it every time. After over a year of this we finally divorced and went on our own way. I never thought of this at the time but if would have I would have done it, let her put me chastity to prove to her I was not having sex with other women.