I've been unable to sit like I used to thanks to me finally giving into my BF's pressure of having anal sex. He has been trying to fuck my ass for a while now and I had a few drinks and got pretty loosened up this weekend, thanks to that memorial bbq and all the damn jello shots! Anyhow, I decided to give it a try, it was not all that great and now it hurts when I sit. I cant even take a shit wihtout crying... this fucking sucks...
im short, fat and ugly i suck at everything and my family hates me my mum told me i should kill myself.
She was so drunk that she didn't even know what she was doing and didn't even remember falling down when she woke up in hospital next day.
I am a pretty attractive girl. I’m 19, petite with good figure. i moved out on my own when i was 15, and immediately found the worst studio apartment complex ever, filled with sex offenders and nearly homeless people, so it was dirt cheap. Problem was i was alone, attractive, and 15. so i was raped. by 4 neighbors in total, all junkies(except 1). they walked in my apartment in the middle of the day, leaving the door wide open, ripped my clothes off, punched me in the face repeatably until my legs went out, shoved my top half in between my mattress and my box spring, shoved my dresser on top so i was completely pinned, and took turns brutally pounding into me. the first two lasted around 2 to 3 minutes each, but the last one must have lasted 10 minutes at least, the whole time violently thrusting into my (until then) virgin asshole. after they left i passed out for a few hours, still trapped in my bed with my bruised and swollen ass and pussy in full view of the hallway. i woke up to being humped again, and i could tell instantly it was my landlord. he’s in his 50′s and has to be 350-400 pounds. i knew it was him because i could feel his fat beer gut bouncing on my back as he fucked me, and i recognized his voice when he grunted and moaned and came inside me. when he finally heard me start to rouse he pretended to have just got there and helped me up. he thinks i dont know what he did.
you wanna know the funny part? i’m still here, in the same apartment, with a broken lock on my door that also have a big chunk missing, and theres only the one room so im on display at all times. i even see the guys who raped me on a daily basis. when i lost my job i had nowhere to go but the streets, so my landlord, generous as he is (sarcasm) “let” me suck his dick 2 times a week to keep my room. no repair for my door. recently i found another job down the street at a crappy adult theater. they dont even clean up after people, theres just cum everywhere in all the rooms. the only reason theyre still open is because of me. i was first interviewed to be a sexy ticket girl, but then he found someone else and i had to fuck him to even get him to talk to me again. what i do now is basically pretend to be a sexy cleaning lady, and really i wait to be told what room the customer is in so i can go in the room next to it and suck his dick through the gloryhole.
i get paid per customer, and very low pay per person. the only rule is i have to make them cum, and i have to swallow if they want me to. they always want me to, most of the time they dont even ask, and ive never had a single one not cum. i work 12 hour days, and sometimes i get so many men per day that i actually feel full and bloated from all the cum in my stomach. it makes me feel sick, but i dont have to buy dinner most nights. i can pay my landlord for rent now, but he refuses to take my money, saying he likes our newer arrangement better, so i still suck his dick twice a week, often in front his friends or brother or who ever is there. i just walk in, take off my top, get on my knees in front of him while hes on the couch (and hes ALWAYS on the couch), undue his jeans, suck his dick for 15 to 20 minutes while he talks to whoever next to him and watches tv, look up to show him the cum in my mouth, swallow his load, get up and leave, without a word. for 3 weeks strait i wouldnt go over there if he had people there, and while i was work one day he took my door completely off and wrote me a note saying i couldnt replace it or cover it, and called me a cheap whore and a stupid cunt and that next time hes gunna kick me out. so now i go over there twice a week like normal, regardless whos there, and do my business, and pretend i dont know that i actually suck his dick almost every single day at around 4pm when he stops by the theater. as if i dont know every inch of his dick by now better than the back of my hand, or his little grunts when he cums, like hes so proud of himself, and im too stupid to know.
i also have no door, so now my neighbors steal anything thats not nailed down, or stare at me when i get out of the shower or get dressed, or come in randomly and sit next to me while i watch tv and try to grope my tits or finger me or pull my shirt down. they dont get close to raping me anymore for fear of eviction, but im basically up for grabs, and all i can really do is try to get them to leave, but if i try too hard and dont let them do anything at all than they’ll just laugh and slap me in the face, then leave for a while. sometmes i find cum in my bed or even on my face once when i wake up. i suck dick for a living, i suck dick to have a home, i get groped and partially stripped daily, ive drank more cum and sucked more nasty dick than anyone you’ll likely meet, AND today at work i sucked a man off, and when i left the room i caught a glimpse of his face as he left, and it was my fucking uncle. i havent seen him in months, and now he lives down the street, and he apparently signed up for a season pass at the theater. Such. Is. My. Life.
So I have been called fat and a brute for years yeah okay I can deal with that. Then finally I find myself a boyfriend and become friends with his friends. They’re all funny and nice. Now he introduces me to his ex who is now his friend we got along really good. Later over the summer I gave myself to him. Yeah all romantic and shit but then I go over to his hometown only to see him and the ex. That relationship busted pretty quickly so then I go back to school to find I’m doing horrible. Because I hung out with my boy and his friends because my mom really didn't care where I was. I was disconnected from my usual friends-my most truthful loyal friends. Then I talked to them they said I wasn't their friend anymore. My bestest friend said I was a bitch and wanted to fight me. So I started to hang with the girls of my own race cause that’s how everyone in my school thinks it should be. I remember how my friend and me told each other we would be friends no matter what. Ive always watched out for her, I guess I’m not good enough for her go return the favor to.
I spent the better part of my weekend getting faded with friends, drinking like a fish, and having a great time. However this lead me to having the worse case of the shits for some reason. I've been running to the bathroom non stop and pissing out my ass. Today I woke up, feeling a bit better but not 100%, decided I earned my weekend warrior position and shrugged it off. I jumped into the car and headed off to work where I got stuck in traffic and all of a sudden I had the urge to shit. I tried my hardest clinching my ass but the shit won. I ended up shitting my pants. I had to turn around and head back home, the whole time sitting in my own shit. I rushed home, only to be pulled over by CHP. The cop clearly saw that I had shit myself, he even dry heaved as I handed him my license. After all this the cop still gave me a fucking ticket, even laughed at me as he went back to his car. If that was not worse, I finally make it home to my apartment where I am seen running into my apartment by several neighbors as I left a snail trail of shit leading from my car into my apartment. I fucking hate life.
Hello. Life is a fucking piece of shit. First off, I’m born to a poor Indian family and secondly my education is down the drain. My father is unable to give me money for university. I used to be an intelligent brat and such but that was an irony. I suck at life. My miserable years have started, I’m losing my hair, my face is looking fucking ugly and I look like shit. I’ve relatives who have more than one girlfriend and they splurge money like crazy but I’m the only dumb looking fucker who has no happiness in this world. I want to kill myself but that is a sin. I want to cry but it seems like tears have also become fucking narcissistic, they won’t fall from eyes. I just take naps now… I want every day to end as soon as possible. Waiting for death. And I know I’ll rot in hell because of doing nothing in life, I don’t even pray. Life is such a bad ass! Wish I was never born.
Married, 30, pretty good looking, with adorable new baby at home – Shouldn't be on this site right???!! WRONG. Things at home changed ever since I brought my newborn home. As the days roll on by, I’m finding myself more and more distant from my husband (whom I love deeply). I find him complaining about the new responsibilities; hating his job; angry because he cannot find a new job; unromantic, unsexy & incredibly irritable. With the birth of our baby, I wanted to set good examples at home. My husband smokes & drinks every day. Every Day!!! I’m very family oriented so I’m trying to keep my family together. But sadly things are just not working… Talking to him about his vices will only see him ignore me and increase the dosage; ask him to be more romantic he looks at me like I’ve got two heads; comfort him about his job & I’ll get a sarcastic “thanks but you’re not helping”. I’ve been feeling more and more hopeless as each day passes. The joy of motherhood is drowning in the sorrow of my failing marriage. I cry these days when I look at my baby, because I don’t what the future hold for us, I’m no sure if I can provide that loving home anymore
So you have a husband who doesn't mind raising his voice on you in front of his mother. What else would be shittier than that!!! I hate ! It’s already embarrassing to have him raise his voice at me, what more doing it in front of his mother. It’s been an issue I've been raising up for the past years. It even came a point that i almost left him. Whatever the hell gave him right to raise his voice at me for no relevant reason? My father never raised his voice at me, my mom and i argue but she never did raise her voice at me. It makes me feel sooooo small every time he does that. I feel like losing respect for myself. I feel like wanting to banish the moment he does that. Can’t he just talk or ask for something in a nicer manner???? My son once shouted back at him when he heard his father raised his voice and even hit him on the leg. I never expected my son or never even wanting him to act that way, but during times like that, it just made me feel secured that someone will be there to protect me. Ahhhh i feel like crying just now. It feels like there’s something waiting to explode from inside of me…..