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Nathan has been my best friend since high school. He's been through thick and thin with me all these years and I know he's always had a crush on me. He isn't a bad looking guy, in fact he's kinda cute, but I've never seen him as anything more than a big brother. And he knows that.

Naturally, when he and his girlfriend broke up recently, I wanted to be there for him and be supportive. He was so broken and I had never seen him so defeated. It literally pained my physically to see him like that.

So, one day after a few beers over at his apartment, when he again confessed his love for me and kissed me, I gave in. I told myself that if I rejected him at that moment, he'd be even more depressed. So I let it happen and hoped that may be that'd make him feel better about himself. I wanted to validate him. I just wanted to see the old Nathan back.

Even though he was drunk, he was gentle and made sure he didn't hurt me. He was actually pretty good at it tbh. When he was done, we cuddled and he passed out. I felt really confused afterwards so I just laid there. When I got up to leave, he was still asleep.

It's been a few days now and I have just been avoiding his calls and texts. He's been texting me everyday and left me several messages. I feel really bad because he thinks he's done something wrong and keeps apologizing when, in fact, all I wanted was to make him happier. I just wanted to make his pain go away. I want the old Nathan back. I miss him so much.

I'm still trying really hard to make sense of what happened. Why can't things be like they used to be?

  • I teach at a local high school and I must confess- I find myself sexually attracted to some of these guys in my classes. I'm not sure what they're being fed but these guys, mostly seniors, are practically grown men.

    Some of them even try to flirt with me and make no effort to hide their bulges. It's exhausting to have to constantly rebuff them. One of them even left a dick pic on my desk while I was gone with a message in the back that read "You look like you give good head, suck my dick."

    I'm embarrassed to say this but that turned me on so much.

    Time to piss off some people. I am 34, I have a communications degree and a journalism degree. My TV life is investigative journalism, ask the tough questions, expose the guilty and should have been guilty. I am photogenic and have camera presence and work in a top four market.

    I am turned on by musk, strong male musk. Not sweat, I puke at sweat. A man's hand on the back of my neck driving my head where he wants me to look, his dick in my ass, his slap on my ass. A hard shutdown, a loud shut up!, a pull down and sit down. A look, a hard lip, a finger in my face. I need a man who knows who is who and makes sure I know too.

    My public persona and my kitten self are so far apart, I am an act, not real, it's a job that pays too much, it's a fake. I want to breed, get knocked up, be a stay at home wife. I want a man, I don't want to work, I want a house, and an SUV with car seats, a ring, a man's name. I hate my life like you don't know. I want a man so much I cry myself to sleep. I am going home, back to Mississippi, I want to be a wife. I want to be around men, not these fake, metrosexual, half gay, assholes I have to deal with every day.

  • Are there any women out there turned on bisexual and gay men having sex with each other each other, please describe what you like

    Ok ladies.

    Sex for 35 years at home been ok, more on the not often side.
    Agreed to be open but ask no questions or pry. She is so gorgeous still and fit, guys and gals notice her mature and professional look.

    I know two guys that have been with here years ago, and they have a friend or two that have said they have also.

    Our sex is and always has been missionary, doggy and never any head. She never gets nude in front of me except during sex in bed.

    However, totally different with the guy friends. She will walk around nude, talk trashy, give great head and the kicker is she loves anal.
    Why will she be so free with them but so up tight with me. Hell after 35 years, damn.

  • I am just going to write down my feelings, because they are in overdrive.

    Last night I slept with a girl and we had girl sex. She is a lesbian, as I found out, but I am not. I liked it and not just a little bit, kissing her and sucking on her tits did things to me and when I went down on her I just couldn't stop until she had an orgasm. She kicked me in the chest and the face. She sucked on my tit afterwards, for several very long minutes. It drove me crazy, I wanted to get banged, to feel a cock. I was so horny and I shoved her down until she sucked on my pussy and bit my clit drawing blood. It hurt like nothing I have ever experienced, it is so sore and tender right now I can't wear pants.

    I had to go home, I couldn't stay the night with her. I lay up all night asking myself why I did this. She works with me and is my lunch buddy. I didn't know she was a lesbian but I think I had doubts because she never mentioned any men in her life. There was a birthday party for the head of HR and we went to this club which turned out to be an all girl's club, the men's room sign was crossed out and an open set of legs replaced the sign on the door. Women danced to far out music, it was wild, groping on couches, making out in the hall to the bathroom, stealing kisses at the bar. The 'girls' ordered a dancer for the birthday girl, she got up on the table of this large booth we were all sitting in and stripped down to nothing, until she was completely naked and ended her dance by squatting and spreading for the birthday girl. My lunch buddy was hanging on to me, she had put my arm around her and she was pushing her face into my tit, she grabbed my face and kissed me, she declared her love to me in front of all those coworkers. She wanted to pee and I found out that you don't let your girlfriend loose, you take her to the bathroom, you go into the stall with her, she pees and then you pee, you kiss her nose and forehead and lips and cheeks, you practically make love to her right there on the toilet. You dance with her, grinding and humping, you make out on the dance floor, you go back to your booth to the girls chanting that Leslie is getting lucky tonight.

    I went home with her, she has a roommate she shares a room and bed with and she kicked her roommate to the couch and got naked and spread eagled herself on the bed asking me for tits. All I could think about was the number of times I had laid myself out like that for a man to fuck me, I didn't know what to do so I did what the men did, get on her and grope her tits and finger her and go down on her. That's when I ate her out. Her pussy was so wet and slippery and my tongue just roamed in and out and all around, I couldn't stop eating her until she came and kicked me off.

    After we settled down she called her roommate to come and get in bed with us. It hurt my feelings, I felt this jealousy rise in me until my head hurt. Watching her cuddle her roommate, kissing her face and telling her how pretty she was when she was sleepy like that. I left. I just couldn't stay there. She tried to keep me there but I just couldn't sleep all together with them, plus by then I was realizing just what I had done.

    I am jealous right now, it hurts me to think of her hugging her girlfriend in front of me. I have to work with her and we have been lunch buddies for several months, since I started working there. I can't face her right now, not just because of what we did but also because of her girlfriend. I called in sick. I have had my share of one night stands, but never with someone I had to face the next day. Never with anyone that I feel should be mine. I don't like to share, even as a kid I never liked to share my toys.