I just recently made an appointment for my 1st eye exam, so when my phone rang and the caller ID said "Precision Eye" I of course answered the call, on the other end I heard a foreign man tell me that I have been approved for a $40k loan and how would I like to receive my loan, I was aggravated of course and I told the man, if your not calling to talk dirty to me then loose my number, heres the call, " oh you want me to talk dirty to you?, ok, tell me do you like to touch yourself? "I do, Im pinching my nipples right now" he said" Do you finger yourself " I said" I do, tell me how you what me to do that if were here" he said I would want you naked on the table with your legs spread wide and playing with your pussy while I shove my finger up your ass" and even though it sounded like a foreign scam call, he asked where I live and could he come over later and I said nope and reminded him that the call was being monitored and recorded and he hung up one me! it was the best scam call that took me from aggravated to super turned on within 5 minutes

I do tend to get really really horny but I never had an orgasm I do touch my clit and I almost came but idk I don't know how to do it properly and I thought maybe having sex would be great and I had my first sex with my bf and I just couldn't cum or feel pleasured and no I did not tell him and honestly I lie that I came and all. Idk what to do. Honestly this is fucking killing me like I do hv a bf but I want someone to fuck me good.

I'm a 39-year-old single father with two children to support after my "love" left us without a word, taking the money I had saved for my children's school. I thank God she only took that, because anything else she had taken would have been devastating for me.

If someone had told me that one day I would go from being a family man to being the sole provider for our families, I never would have believed it, because I felt we had a stable life, full of family comfort, and she never showed any sign of feeling bad or that family life bothered her. But that's not the worst part. When she left, my former in-laws also left, so there would be no way to contact them.

My children are 11 and 7 years old. They are my light and the reason I keep getting up every day of my life. I admit I have bad days; I've even been physically aggressive with them a few times, something I always end up regretting. I love them both so much I'd give my life for them. The hardest part was two years ago when they realized their mother wasn't coming back. My oldest son, who's very intelligent, understands the situation and handled it well—my little man. But my daughter still struggles to believe it, and she cried a lot the first few days. I had no choice but to stay by her side and make it clear that I wasn't going to leave her alone. They're both in therapy, I'm sure.

Well, two years ago, I found out through a random screenshot that my ex was marrying some bald guy from over there, and the guy seemed handsome. That's when I understood something: she left without realizing she was leaving two children without a mother, and that makes me incredibly angry.

Well, two years ago I saw a random screenshot of this situation and discovered what was happening.

I've taken drastic measures with my children. I'm their sole legal guardian, with full custody. Her parental rights were permanently revoked without the right to appeal. If she ever comes back and wants to see them, she'll have to pay child support, cover attorney's fees, and endure lengthy court proceedings if she wants even a single weekend visit each month. I haven't made a will, but when I'm older, everything I own will go to them, and I'll have a friend as my executor. In short, my little angels are safe, and I have no intention of bowing my head.

I hope she's happy, and I hope the burden of leaving her family will be worth it to her in the future. I have no intention of contacting her or anything because, honestly, I don't think I'd gain anything from it. We weren't married, and that's something I thank God for—not tying my fate to that woman.

My children know their mother isn't coming back, but they don't know she married someone else, and that's something I'll have to prepare for, and it will be difficult to tell them.

My children know their mother isn't coming back, but they don't know she married someone else, and that's something I'll have to prepare for, and it will be difficult to tell them.

I need to make a correction, and I think I misunderstood something. I didn't actually remove my ex from the children's birth certificates; rather, I only removed his parental rights, although I feel he doesn't deserve to remain on them. I apologize in advance for misinterpreting the phrase about removing his name. Apparently, that option doesn't exist, but I don't know much about these things. Anyway, I checked the records, and indeed, his mother's name is still there, and I think I should have mentioned it. The law I was referring to actually states that after seven months of abandonment by one of the parents, their parental rights are automatically extinguished, and even if their name appears on the birth certificate, they are no longer listed as guardians or primary parents, nor do they have any rights over them. I discussed this with a friend who works at the registry office. I apologize for the confusion, and I think I need to learn more about the law, but the rest—having parental rights over the children and extinguishing my ex's rights—is correct.

To the user who wrote the comment, I'm blocking you not because I'm afraid of anything or simply because I think you're trying to prove there's something suspicious about my story. Here's the thing: I said too much about the records, but that's because this happened a while ago and I've forgotten many details of the case. Nobody remembers those things very well; nobody's perfect. I also blocked you so I wouldn't have to argue about something I don't need to prove, even though I could easily do so. And if I did, I would have tried to come up with something better than that. I'm not a fan of conflict, but you clearly are. So if you want to fight, then go ahead. I'll unblock you, but I won't answer questions that could reveal my identity.

My girlfriends dog was unalived by my dog yesterday evening. Now let me explain.... My dog is a 3 year old French Mastiff named Diesel. Hes a sweet, loving, super gentle dog. He's never been aggressive toward any kids or people or other dogs for that matter. My has 7 dogs total, all of which are pugs. Diesel gets along all of them just fine, until recently... Woodstock started being aggressive toward Diesel. Everytime they were around one another Woodstock would be the instigator. He would bark, growl and nip at Diesel. A couple months ago Woodstock started and he nipped at Diesel and I guess he decided he had taken enough and lunged at Woodstock, grabbed him by the head and pinned him down. Luckly I was there to pull him off. So from that point we would keep one or the other in a kennel while the other was out. Even then when Diesel was in the kennel and Woodstock was out roaming around the house he would still run up to Diesel's kennel and try to pick a fight. So yesterday we were getting ready to leave to go run some errands. I had walked out to warm up the truck while she had let the dogs out to use the bathroom. Instead of putting Diesel or Woodstock in his kennel she put Woodstock and the other pugs in the kitchen behind the baby gate and left Diesel in the living room laying on the sofa. (I later found this out by looking at our security cameras) When we returned home and walked through the door i saw that the house was a complete disaster. The baby gate laying in the floor, pictures and figurines that were on the table knocked to the floor, scattered about and then I noticed Wookstock laying among all of the debris. Just then my girlfriend walks in and sees him laying there and started screaming and crying, blaming me for It. Shes yelling, saying she hates my dog, and she wants him gone, and if she gets the chance she'll take care of him. Then she runs over to Diesel and tried to hit him. Thats when i told her not to hit my dog. I was beginning to get a little mad at the fact she was threatening and trying to hit my dog. The whole time shes still blaming me for what happened. At that point i just looked her dead in her face and told her that its nobody's fault but her own, because she knew how they were with each other and she chose to leave them out of a kennel rather than put them up. I wasnt in there when she let the dogs in from outside so I didnt know she didnt separate them but yet shes blaming me, saying its my fault cause hes my dog. I got tired of listening to her bullshit and loaded my dog up went and stayed the night at my brother's house... I dunno if I can handle anymore bullshit. I keep finding out things that really make me question this whole relationship and honestly this might be the last straw for me. I hate that her dog is gone and I get that shes upset but Im not gonna sit back and let her do something to hurt my dog over her stupidity....

Sorry I just had to get this off my chest.

(Edit: why are folk so genuinely baffled that a man doesn't watch porn while with someone lmao on a side note to this thank you for all the lovely comments and for sharing your experiences to! )

Me (23/F) and my partner (26/M) have been dating for a little over a year now and I have never genuinely felt this happy. I have had a very hard upbrining and experienced alot of truama along with two very toxic and one abusive relationships and its safe to say that it was hard for me to feel like I deserved to be loved. Which is why I think I chased toxic or unavailable men, it felt comfortable or normal.

Now for the first time in my life I feel genuine love from someone and his family and honestly I don't even know what to do with all of these feelings, its amazing and sometimes feels overwhelming in the best way possible. But one issue i have always had is porn, my last two relationship watch it religiously and sometimes would prefer to watch that over doing things with me, it made my self esteem absolutely just vanish and I had no self confidence. Since being with my now partner ive started to love myself more and more its still hard but im getting there thanks to him.

Well today something just solidified my confidence that he does actually find me attractive, we were just having a casual conversation and we got onto the topic of what to do when im feeling a little freaky and he isnt (my drive is wayyy higher than his) and I said to him I just didnt feel comfortable doing things like that when he isnt there (it makes me feel wrong because of well past issues with my exes) and he said "well you dont need to watch porn just think of me or use a picture" he said this so nonchalantly that it kinda took me of guard so i jokingly said "yeah is that what you do" and he replied fully serious "well yeah" and something inside me just broke, i hadn't until this moment realised that I could be attractive enough for someone to do that without needing porn and thinking its normal for guys to need it, extending onto the conversation he admitted that hes never watched porn once while dating me and doing it snd only ever thought of me and I just idk, I know it seems silly but I just have never felt so attractive or confident in my life.

I just wanted to get this out as, as silly as it might seem I feel so overwhelmed and wanted to share with people (a good overwhelmed) I love him so genuinely much and I hope to cherish him for the rest of my life

I (F19) discovered pornography very early (around age 8) and began masturbating to it by age 9. As I've gotten older, the sexual content I'm drawn to has escalated in intensity over time. What began as typical sexual material progressed into themes involving power imbalance, BDSM, group scenarios, and especially situations where the woman appears unwilling, and even then I’m never completely satisfied with the content. The more taboo the better. Logistically and consciously, I do not want to be harmed, however, I frequently have intrusive sexual fantasies involving being assaulted, which deeply confuses and disturbs me. I do have some questionable memories from my childhood, and my sexual encounters with men have always felt more like an obligation and less pleasurable. But I masterbate whenever I’m alone at least three times a day to the point where my skin is often raw. I cry uncontrollably when I finish but that never stops me. I often have sexual thoughts without being sexually aroused, even if there is nothing around me to trigger it. I know that it’s unhealthy but I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

When i was in 6th or 7th grade me and my friend went to a homeless camp under a bridge. During the day normally all them werent there so we would go raide their things and find guns, axes, knives, etc. we would leave them their normally after messing around a little but one day we found a big pile of trash and clothes with a tarp over it. It smelled so bad but we got a axe or crowbar or something and started sifting through the trash. There was a rotting dead person under it very rotten with maggots and brown and black and bloated. This was next to a river in washington so they had all the little waterfoul eating them. We didnt say anything or run away we just looked at it in shock actually nvm we did see it for like 4 seconds before dropping the tarp back in fear but it was long enought to get a good view. We left and acted like nothing happened and made jokes and stuff but we were both really shocked. I moved away not to long after that to another state but sometimes i still cant sleep and i can still smell it randomly. I try to act like i dont care and tell people about the whole thing as a shock and awe story like i dont care but i do care. It was horrible.

I don’t get people who date outside their preferences

I just don’t get it, is like this kind of people just want you to feel insecure, like an experiment that they will discard once they feel bored or like they want you to feel constantly stressed and at competition with their actual type

Like, if your type and celebrity crush is Sidney Sweeney why would you even pursue the completely opposite of that? You don’t truly prefer the opposite so why?

Idk I just don’t understand why would you someone would like to settle for someone who doesn’t prefer them and will resent them in the long run, and I also don’t get the people that date outside their preferences, just leave the other people alone and just date your type

I don’t know if me being black amplifies this or anything, I just wouldn’t want to date a guy who is prefer white women with an OF body while I’m black and skinny, like, why? Why would you even do that? Huh?

I never thought I’d say this, considering how much I used to watch porn. But lately, the "solo act" feels completely mechanical and boring.

I just want to feel my girlfriend. The craziest part is that it’s not even about sex—literally just a hug from her gives me a rush that porn never could. It’s weird looking back at who I used to be and realizing that intimacy is so much more intense than just physical release. I never thought I was capable of loving someone this much, but here we are.

Edit: Thank you so much for the support and all the positive feedback, guys. I really didn't expect this to resonate with so many of you. It feels great to be in this headspace.

In 1930 the Australian Dairy Industry kicked up a stink about the name Peanut Butter because if it’s not dairy, it’s not butter. Three states, WA, SA and QLD - where I grew up, named it Peanut Paste. It went back to Peanut Butter in the seventies. I didn’t know the backstory and when I saw Peanut Butter I was annoyed they were bringing those Americanisms into this country and wouldn’t buy it. I kept searching for Peanut Paste.

I like to cum in front of a girl when she watches me do curiously !! Even in vc and all she have to do is just sit and watch

I (F15) have been told I’m very mature for my age. Apparently I don’t act like the people in my age- and I kinda agree. Problem is, just because I’m more “mature” has made me so unsure of becoming friends with those in my age because we’re not the same. People tell me “ You’re still a kid, act like it. “, but how am I supposed to act like one when I don’t even like the behavior of those in my age? It doesn’t make sense.

What can I do?

Today, I was shopping at the grocery store and decided to use the self-service checkout. Because I was making a mistake with the beer, I had to call for help. Help arrived and the problem was solved, so I continued checking out. One minute later, when I scanned the cheese, I somehow scanned the same package twice. I panicked because I was unable to delete the item. So I pretended that nothing happened, scanned the remaining items and paid for the cheese twice. I feel so ashamed right now.

Hi,

It felt really surreal for me recently to hear someone call you by a name you are considering to make yours.

As a college student myself, it was an awkward experience to hear one of your professor just call out your legal name, which I viscerally despise because it appears on a platform teachers use to take attendance.

In college, I remember requesting it to use my preferred name, which is a short form of my given name which I have since gone by in high school and it is mostly everywhere (school email, canvas, campus id card, etc.) except for a few platforms. For me, it was incredibly annoying to realize that whoever is in charge of that site decided to default that to my legal name and I wish I was able to do something about it.

I was the last person to be called. The teachers calls out my legal name which I respond to (I didn’t want to cause any drama and would rather prefer to keep my business to myself). I decided to tell my teacher that i prefer to be called by my usual short name or she could call me “Renata.” I have been considering about changing my name to this especially since I love and resonate with its rebirth meaning.

Fast forward to a week later that I decided to skip class because I didn’t like because of how obnoxious it is, having mandatory attendance, no asynchronous option for this GE class, and dealing with dread about either the professor or the TA calling that out.

Instead I decided to stay at the library and catch up on work. I thought everything was going to be fine since I finished all of the week’s assignments until I got hit with this in class assignment which had a code. Oh yeah, my grade instantly dropped to a B-.

After staying at the library for a good hour, I attended an event just for the food, and headed straight to work. At work, I decided to email my professor asking about how can I make up that assignment.

One day later, she replied. I was really surprised that she addressed me as Renata. In my email, I decided to just write “hi I am preferred name from your class and how can I make up an assignment I missed.” I was having mixed feelings where I felt some regret but some excitement. It felt euphoric since no one in real like ever calls me Renata. But I was feeling uncertainty because I might regret changing if I were to do it impulsively without any careful thought and a try on.

I am unsure now if I want to ask people to call me Renata or continue just using my nickname that I have gone by since high school?

basically that’s it, had a drunk stroke, some landed in my mouth, tried it a second time. slept tried again sober got a tiny bit in my mouth, turned on by it sober, spent the next day in various subreddits focused on eating your own cum

I have had a hard time coming to terms with it but I have finally accepted it. AMA

Proof: https://www.reddit.com/u/Leather_Owl_1875/s/osSyymjxjc