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As I got older I started picking up weight in the belly area and I didn’t notice it until people started pointing it out. When I got to my biggest point I remember being out with my boyfriend at the time and his friends and I had on a shirt that was tight and small because he wouldn’t buy me new clothes to fit. We all got on the bus. The bus was so crowded that we had to stand. I was holding on to the rail which the ride was bumpy. With every bump my shirt kept coming up to the point my whole entire belly was out. One of my boyfriends friends saw what was going on and he put his hands on top of my hands so I couldn’t move my hands off the rail. So throughout this bumpy bus ride my belly was exposed with everyone on the looking at my fat jiggling everywhere. My boyfriend looked and then started lifting the bottom of my belly up and letting it fall down and people were so disgusted because of the way it jiggles so hard when he released my belly. Then he started poking and pulling on my belly button which really grossed people out. Then my boyfriend started tickling my belly button which made me laugh. Finally someone on the bus had enough and they said stop playing with her big belly and belly button because she was disgusted.

New Confession

I started exp.osing myself in grade school. The girls were shocked and ran. In most cases they couldn’t see who I was because I covered my face.

Then in high school I ra.ped a girl. I ti e d her to a picnic table and spread her wide open. I examined her holes and then ra.ped her while she screamed and begged. It was a fantastic orga.sm. I kept her pa.nties as a souvenir. I released her and she must not have reported it because I never got in trouble. Too humiliating for her.

In college I ra.ped two more girls. I ra.ped one in the parking lot by dragging her into the nearby woods. I kept her pa.nties too.

Then there was this other girl who was always going around campus telling the male students to not ra.pe anyone. She promoted the idea that there was a ra.pe crisis. I think she just needed some co.ck so one weekend I took her and I ra.ped her repeatedly all weekend long, over and over.

Up her pu.ssy many times and up her a s s too. She was furious, she screamed and raged but eventually she broke and begged and pleaded. Funny thing was that she clim.axed several times while I ra.ped her. I also rubbed her cli.t with my finger and she clim.axed for that too. Her cl.it swelled and got really hard when I rubbed it, she started rocking and begging, “no, no, please no”. She kept rocking back and forth and then she couldn’t hold back anymore and she clim.axed, shivered, shook, moaned and moaned.

I asked her how it was to be the big ra.pe fear spreader on campus and then to get ra.ped She begged me to not tell anyone. I knew then she wasn’t going to report it. After that she no longer spread fear or talked about the male students being ra.pists. I bet she mast.urbates regularly while remembering being ra.ped and it’s probably the best or.gasms she ever has.

Funny thing is I’m dating a girl now who says that ra.pists should be cas.trated, emas.culated, de-balled. She doesn’t know that I am a ra.pist. She doesn’t know my history. I tried to persuade her against cas.tration but she says that ra.pe is so humiliating, it breaks the girl mentally and impacts her for life so the ra.pist should be neutered. She says so “his gun doesn’t have any more bullets”. She means his co.ck can’t shoot a load. It really irritates me to hear her talk that way. I’ve been treating her rougher in bed and I’m just going to drag her into the bedroom, strip her na.ked and ra.pe her. I think that’s what she needs. It’s what they all need and want.

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