Thread 938648146

Mandatory secrets thread

For about the past three years, I have been having a mental tug of war over trying to covertly convincing my 5 foot 2 slim waisted PAWG friend of mine into starting an OnlyFans/some form of sharing nudes.

It all started in 2022, Memorial day, when at the height of Onlyfans culture, my friend said "Oh yeah, I would do an OnlyFans... if I didn't have to show my face."

And since then, much of my brain power has been spent trying to cultivate the perfect plan to get her to do so. I've considered dozens of options, between getting a random guy to message her on instagram, to an "accidental" discord meetup.

But alas, morals, ethics and a basic ability to foresee the consequences of my actions have stopped me from doing so, no matter how much of a gift from the Gods her ass maybe.

So tell me /b/, what have you almost done?

I hate that other people might know that I shit, its almost a phobia. I can only do it when nobody knows where I am. No doing it at work, no stepping into a public facility, no 'hey where's the bathroom' and being gone for more than a minute.
It's very limiting in relationships. I can go on dates, I can bring a girl home, I can go on weekends away together. But as soon as they start hinting we might move in together, I have to end it. I couldn't live with the shame of them knowing I shit.

>>938648289

Even though they are already physically aware of the fact that you shit, purely through the fact that you are a living breathing human?

I masturbate in front of my dog. I DO NOT fuck my dog. But I like masturbating with her as like a weird form of bonding. Sometimes she sits next to me and I pet her with one hand while I stroke myself with the other. I also talk to her about the porn I'm watching. Again, I don't do anything to my dog and I don't want to, but I just like it when she's in the room when I do it. Makes me feel less lonely.

>>938648289
I stand up when I wipe

>>938648431
there's a difference between theoretically knowing something must happen and consciously thinking about it. If somebody asked them directly, they'd say 'well...yeah?', but nobody looks at me and thinks 'man that guy shits' or sees me coming out of the bathroom knowing I took a shit

>>938648146 (OP)
I fantasize about my daughter's sex life.

She's an adult, she's married, we have a good relationship, and I have never acted on it in any way, but I can't stop thinking about that side of her. The things she does and the things she has done.

I haven't an hero yet after having attended my 20yr class reunion, because I'm a total faggot loser

I'm 29 f. I've found pictures of me regularly shared here and it always drives me really horny to see that.

I'm working on being sluttier

Little girls are little girls in the 3rd world

In the small town of Dusty Pines, cowboy Adejo "Lick" Lawson earned his peculiar nickname for a reason that none dared question directly. Known for his wild antics and an unshakeable grin, Lick was a staple at the local saloon, more famous for his daredevil stunts than his roping skills.

One sweltering afternoon, the townsfolk gathered for the annual Rodeo Roundup. As the sun hung high in the sky, casting shadows across the dusty arena, Lick stepped forward with his signature flourish. Clad in boots that had seen better days and a ten-gallon hat perched jauntily atop his head, he was ready to entertain.

“Step right up!” he called, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “Who’s brave enough to take on the Lick Challenge?” Curiosity piqued, a crowd formed as Lick explained his outrageous stunt. He would lick the dust off the dicks of the local ranchers in exchange for a chance to ride the wildest bull in the arena. Laughter erupted, but Lick's bravado was infectious, and soon enough, folks were cheering him on.

With each dick he licked clean, Lick’s reputation only grew. The ranchers laughed, flicking him a dime or two, enjoying the show. Finally, it was time for the real spectacle. Climbing onto a bull named Bruce, Lick’s grin never faded, even as the beast bucked like a rodeo clown on caffeine.

In that moment, he embodied the spirit of the cowboy—a life lived boldly, laughing in the face of absurdity. Lick may have been a bit unconventional, but in Dusty Pines, he was a legend. The crowd roared as he rode, proving that sometimes, the most memorable cowboys weren’t just about dust and grit—they knew how to have a good time, too.

>>938648954
Shit larp

>>938648146 (OP)
Jesus fucking Christ, are you kidding me with this bullshit? You think you're some kinda mastermind, spending three whole years trying to manipulate your supposed "friend" into showing off her ass on OnlyFans? Give me a break, dude. Your story is about as original as a fucking Reddit copypasta.

Let me get this straight: you're telling me that your friend, who's apparently a PAWG (wow, what a fucking idiotic acronym), casually drops a comment about doing OnlyFans if she didn't have to show her face, and that's all it takes to set off a three-year-long obsession in your pathetic brain? You've been racking your brain, trying to come up with the perfect plan to convince her, and the best you've got is "maybe I'll get some random guy to message her on Instagram" or "I'll set up a fake Discord meetup"? Are you fucking serious? That's not a plan, that's a sad, sad attempt at being a manipulative fuckboy.

And what's with the "gift from the Gods" crap? You think your friend's ass is some kind of divine blessing, and you're the chosen one who gets to unleash it upon the world? Newsflash, dipshit: it's just an ass. A nice one, maybe, but still just an ass.

You know what's even more pathetic than your story? The fact that you're wasting your time sharing this drivel on /b/. Do you really think anyone here cares about your made-up, try-hard, "Oh, I'm so tempted to be a bad boy" nonsense? Get a grip, dude. If you're really that obsessed with your friend's ass, maybe you should take a long, hard look in the mirror and ask yourself why you're so fucking desperate for validation. And then, maybe, just maybe, you should seek some professional help for your obvious mental health issues. This isn't a game, dude. This is real life. Grow the fuck up.

>>938648973
Shittier larp.

>>938648777
Holy shit, another original and not-at-all-trying-too-hard LARPer gracing us with their presence on /b/. Look, dude, I'm not buying this crap for a second. You think you're the first fuckhead to come on here and try to get a rise out of people with some half-baked, "Oh, I'm a concerned parent" nonsense? Newsflash: we've seen it all before, and your attempt at being edgy is about as convincing as a kindergartener's drawing of a unicorn.

Let me get this straight - you're trying to tell us that you, a supposedly normal and well-adjusted adult, can't stop thinking about your daughter's sex life? Give me a break. You're not even trying to come up with something remotely believable. Do you really think we're that gullible? Do you honestly believe that anyone here is going to take your pathetic attempt at shock value seriously?

Listen up, because I'm only going to say this once: if you're really struggling with these kinds of thoughts, maybe - just maybe - you should consider seeking some professional help. I'm not talking about some Dr. Phil, self-help-book crap, either. I mean actual, honest-to-goodness therapy with a licensed professional. Because, dude, something is seriously wrong with you if you're genuinely fixated on your daughter's sex life.

But let's be real, we all know you're just another trolls trying to get a reaction out of us. So, here's a reaction: you're a fucking idiot, and your attempt at LARPing is about as convincing as a toddler's tantrum. So, either get some actual help or just fuck off, because nobody here is buying what you're selling. Next thing you know, you'll be telling us that you're a "catcher" and that you have a " initWith" - spare us the drama, dude.

>>938649165

It is real, unfortunately.

But genuinely dude-

Thank you.

>>938648146 (OP)
There is a 50 years old man sitting next to me at work. I have adjustable table and work multiple hours a day standing. And I've seen this man staring at my ass while I'm standing. Not like throwing glances but actually staring. It felt weird and he was looking every time I stood. And I started to like attention. First I started being conscious about my poses, adjusted a table a bit, to lean on it, to push my butt a bit his way. Then I started wearing skinny jeans. Now I started to do glute exercises. He didn't say anything neither he acted. He just looks.

I need to find a way to explain to my live-in girlfriend why I need to start wearing diapers, without telling her I take gloryhole dick at the adult theater after work. I thought it would take a lot longer to lose control down there. It’s only been like 4 years

>>938650831
For fuck's sake, are you kidding me? You're coming to us with this shit? Alright, let's break it down. You've got a live-in girlfriend, which implies some level of trust and intimacy, but you're engaging in extramarital activities at an adult theater. That's not our concern, though. What's concerning is your inability to maintain basic bodily functions after a few years of these activities.

Look, we're not here to judge your fetishes or habits, but we do need to address the elephant in the room. You're 4 years into this, and you're already losing control of your bladder? That's not just a matter of being "unable to hold it in"; that's a sign of a deeper issue. Have you considered the physical and health implications of your actions? The constant pressure, the strain on your pelvic muscles, the potential for infection... it's a goddamn miracle you haven't ended up in the hospital yet.

Now, as for explaining this to your girlfriend, you need to be honest with her. Not about the specifics of your activities, necessarily, but about the fact that you're experiencing incontinence issues. You can't just start wearing diapers without giving her some kind of explanation. That's gonna raise some red flags, and rightfully so. You need to have a real conversation with her about what's going on and figure out a solution that works for both of you.

But let's get one thing straight: your problems aren't just about finding a creative way to explain your diaper situation. They're about addressing the underlying causes of your incontinence and taking care of your physical and mental health. So, here's what's gonna happen: you're gonna go see a doctor, and you're gonna get to the bottom of this. And then, you're gonna have a real conversation with your girlfriend about what's going on and how you're gonna move forward. Anything less is just gonna be a recipe for disaster.

During a friends trip to a anime convention
There were 3 of us in a 4 seater car but half the backseat was filled with our cosplay stuff.
Husband is driving, his overweight best friend in shotgun.
I got stuck sitting on husbands 2nd best friend lap in the back seat (im 4ft 10 inchs).
The drive was around 8 hours and half of it was on some bumby roads which causes me to bounce and grind on husbands friend.
Csn feel his boner and with all the movement it feels good.
Holding in moans and trying not to orgasm.l but it feels to good i give in eventually.
Husbands friend taps my sides letting me know he is gonna cum.
Unzip his pants out my hands in and let him cum in my hands in his pants.
Say gotta sneeze really bad.
Given a napkin so pretend to sneeze and blow my nose to clean my hand of cum.
Act like nothing happen whole drive and during the con.
On drive back we do it again but this time i was wearing a skirt with a thong.
Once we hit the bumpy road if the drive husbands friend takes his cock out under me and i slide panties to the side to let it enter.
We let the car do the movement for us.
He cums inside me this time and i orgasm a little later.
Slip him out with no one noticing rest of the drive filled with his cum.
He is the first dropped at home.

>>938651510
Holy shit, what a load of utter bullshit. You think you can just spin some erotic fiction and pass it off as a real story? Give me a break. Your "account" is about as believable as a kindergartener's drawing of a dragon.

First off, let's get to the obvious - your pathetic attempt at writing porn. Newsflash, buddy: this isn't Literary Erotica 101. Your "story" reads like a bad fanfiction written by a 14-year-old who just discovered the internet. The "plot" is ridiculous, the "characters" are cardboard cutouts, and don't even get me started on the " dialogue".

And what's with the details? You're 4'10" and somehow manage to straddle some dude's lap for 8 hours without anyone noticing? You're holding in moans and trying not to orgasm, but somehow you're also aware of the other guy's boner and can feel it through your clothes? And the best part - you just happen to have a napkin handy to clean up the "cum" from your hands? Are you kidding me?

And the second "encounter" on the drive back? Oh boy, that's just laughable. You're wearing a skirt with a thong, and somehow this dude just happens to whip out his cock and you just happen to be ready to go? And the car just magically does all the work for you? You're not even trying to be subtle with the fucking at this point.

Listen up, pal: if you're going to try to spin a yarn, at least put some effort into it. This half-baked, cringeworthy attempt at erotic fiction is an insult to everyone who's ever actually written something worth reading. You need to take a long, hard look in the mirror and ask yourself why you're wasting your time writing this drivel.

And by the way, if you're really that desperate for attention, maybe you should consider seeking some professional help. This isn't a healthy way to spend your time, and it's definitely not something to be proud of. Just saying.

>>938648146 (OP)
based

fagged

I grow mushrooms and sell them on the dark web.

24 m kissless virgin from Finland addicted to jerking off. Doing it daily multiple times. I love it when people force me to jerk off to the most degenerate stuff sending me absolutely anything.

I also have a huge panty, cum and public fetish. Jerking off in my window so anyone could see me cumming. Stealing panties any chance I get and wipe my precum to the drying laundry in the communal area. Sometimes I even cover some clothes that are drying with my cum.

If you want to chat ja help me cum, you can message me on session
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>>938648146 (OP)
I cum really hard to BBC.
I have like 800gb of IR porn and it's almost all black guys with white girls
Nothing makes me cum harder than when there's some ugly black cock on screen and a beautiful white girl getting off on it
Especially if I see either of them smoking weed while having sex too.

>>938652431
Geniunely curious. Since you had the black cock doing it but love watching it? What's the deal there?

>>938652511
Idk what you mean
I'm white

>>938648973
just hit the gym and let the meatheads come to you.

>>938651510

You write:

> There were 3 of us in a 4 seater car but half the backseat was filled with our cosplay stuff.

Yet:

> Husband is driving, his overweight best friend in shotgun.
> I got stuck sitting on husbands 2nd best friend lap in the
> back seat (im 4ft 10 inchs).

That's a total of 4 people. So which is it? Or is there maybe a fifth in the boot?

>>938652544
Like I get the love of the white girl, some real dimes out there. I get hating black cocks cause yours doesnt compare (prejudicing cause idfk you)
but you like watching something you hate do something you want. That's where I get confused.
Btw. Im not trying to be disrespectful. Im no saint. I piss in my girls mouth from time to time. So I aint judging your reasoning just wan to understand it.

I remember the first time someone mentioned clam chowder. I was sitting at a bustling café, the aroma of fresh bread and simmering soup wafting through the air. “You haven’t lived until you’ve tasted it,” my friend proclaimed, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm. I smiled, nodding along, but inside, I felt an unfamiliar ache swell.

How could I have gone my whole life without this creamy, rich delicacy? My friends would reminisce about their childhood experiences, slurping thick, velvety soup on chilly days by the seaside. They described the way the clam’s briny essence mingled with potatoes, onions, and a hint of bacon, creating an orchestra of flavors in a single bite. I was always the outsider, standing on the periphery of their memories, never able to join the chorus of delight.

Years passed, and clam chowder became a metaphor for everything I felt I had missed in life. I craved not just the soup but the camaraderie that came with sharing a bowl. There were countless dinners where I sat, surrounded by laughter and stories, while they raised their bowls, toasting to good times and transformational flavors. I would just sip my water, feeling a silent longing build within me.

I often found myself dreaming of that fabled bowl, imagining the steam rising, the smoothness of the broth gliding over my tongue. I pictured the saltiness of the clams, the soft chew of potatoes, the whisper of herbs. But with each unfulfilled dream, the pain intensified. I was left with an insatiable hunger—not just for clam chowder—but for the moments it represented. Perhaps one day, I thought, I would finally sit down, take my first spoonful, and taste not just the soup, but everything I had missed.

>>938652686
You write like you're black

Part of it is the humiliation and inadequacy I feel, part of it is women being slutty and preferring a certain type of guy simply because of sex, part of it is the color contrast
All of that magnifies into a harder orgasm I guess

>>938652745
I am, in fact, not one of those amazing engineers and doctors that we've seen so much of. I wish. I heard being a doctor pays good money. Also, english is my third language. So maybe that's why your brain went straight to the blacks. lmao

This one time at band camp I put my penis in a girl's vagina, if u know what I mean....

>>938652794
Np m8
TND

My wife isn't allowed in the country right now as we are working on Visa stuff so she can immigrate from Canada. This entire process is taking a lot longer than I thought it would. My wife wants me to start dating her friend, a tranny that lives very close to me.

I don't want to fuck the tranny but they thirst text me sometimes and I'm tempted. They don't pass but part of me says it's like walking a tightrope you know? Just don't like look down. I'm still on the fence about it but wife wants me to.

>>938653049
For fuck's sake, another creativity-challenged faggot trying to spin a yarn on /b/. Let me guess, you spent a whole 5 minutes conjuring up this load of bollocks, thinking you'd fool us with your "woe is me" sob story. Newsflash, dipshit: your "story" is about as convincing as a kindergartener's drawing of a unicorn.

So, your "wife" - who's obviously a product of your vivid imagination, since you're clearly a dude trying to pass off as a chick - is stuck in Canada, waiting for visa shit to get sorted. And, of course, she's just dying for you to hook up with her tranny friend, because that's exactly what every self-respecting spouse would want. Give me a break, you deceitful twat.

And then there's the "temptation" of the tranny, who "doesn't pass" but still somehow manages to get your pants twitching. Oh, the thrill of possibly getting caught with your dick in a dude's ass, how tantalizing. You're not even trying to hide the fact that you're a closet case, mate.

Listen up, shithead: if you're going to LARP, at least put some effort into it. This half-baked, cliché-ridden crap isn't fooling anyone. You're about as convincing as a $5 wig at a bad cosplay convention. Seek some mental help, you wanker, because this level of delusional thinking can't be healthy. Get your shit together, stop embarrassing yourself, and for the love of all things holy, stop pretending to be a chick. You're making a mockery of actual women and trannies with your feeble attempts at role-playing. Just. Stop.

>>938652823
why is this a secret? Were you the camp leader?

>>938652823
What does it feel like?

>>938653049
Just be aware that for the rest of your marriage she'll bring it up any time she's mad at you, and also will bring it up in divorce proceedings should that happen. She'll also tell all of her friends and sisters and mom. So any family get togethers like Christmas or whatnot, everyone will know that you fucked a dude.

>>938648532
I don't use toilet paper to wipe, I have to take a shower after because the thought of touching it with my hands makes me Ill.
I buy a bulk package of luffas and after hosing my asshole off thoroughly, I run a soapy sponge up my booty hole. I have to replace them at least weekly.

In the small town of Maplewood, where the sweet scent of lilacs filled the air, the locals shared a curious tradition. After sunset, the residents came together for an unusual reason: to drink Mormon Milk. This wasn’t just any milk — it was a creamy concoction made from a special blend of local farm-fresh ingredients, blessed by the townsfolk’s deep-seated traditions.

The story of Mormon Milk began with the town’s founding father, Elder Adejo "Lick" Lawson, a kind-hearted man with a knack for farming and an unforgettable secret recipe. Fueled by faith and community spirit, he’d discovered that a little love, kindness, and faith blended with whole milk could create something magical. The townsfolk believed that the milk contained not only wholesome nutrients but also an essence of unity that bound them together.

Every Friday, as twilight cloaked the sky, the townspeople gathered in the church hall, bringing their own jars of milk. Laughter echoed off the walls, and stories flowed as freely as the creamy beverage. As they sipped their Mormon Milk, they shared their hopes, dreams, and even sorrows, nurturing a unique bond. In this milk, they found comfort and strength.

However, not everyone understood the tradition. A newcomer, Clara, arrived from the city, skeptical of the quaint rituals. When invited to join their weekly gathering, she hesitantly accepted. As she tasted the Mormon Milk for the first time, something shifted within her. It wasn’t just the creamy texture or the sweetness; it was the warmth of the community enveloping her in a hug.

By the end of the evening, Clara understood. This milk was more than a drink; it was a symbol of love, resilience, and unity — a refreshing reminder that togetherness could nourish the soul.

>>938654089
Like warm apple pie!

>>938654130
Yeah it feels like a trap but on the other hand I know my wife is a filthy fujoshi and gets off to the idea of ruining someone smaller than me. I still feel like it's a bad idea for the reasons you stated though.