u/mus_bull_7

Not everyone needs advice.

Sometimes people just need someone who genuinely listens.

I’m someone who can listen to your endless stories with real interest, real reactions, and zero judgment.

Whether it’s random late-night thoughts, life problems, shopping chaos, overthinking, or emotional breakdowns — I’ll be there like a true bestie.

✨ Need a supportive shoulder?

✨ Need company while shopping?

✨ Need someone to hype you up?

✨ Need a gentleman who respects boundaries and understands emotions?

✨ Need a friend in Pune who actually cares?

Then maybe we’ll vibe.

I’m from Pune, and if you ever feel like talking, sharing, ranting, laughing, or just existing peacefully with someone — my DMs are open.

Not everyone needs advice.

Sometimes people just need someone who genuinely listens.

I’m someone who can listen to your endless stories with real interest, real reactions, and zero judgment.

Whether it’s random late-night thoughts, life problems, shopping chaos, overthinking, or emotional breakdowns — I’ll be there like a true bestie.

✨ Need a supportive shoulder?

✨ Need company while shopping?

✨ Need someone to hype you up?

✨ Need a gentleman who respects boundaries and understands emotions?

✨ Need a friend in Pune who actually cares?

Then maybe we’ll vibe.

I’m from Pune, and if you ever feel like talking, sharing, ranting, laughing, or just existing peacefully with someone — my DMs are open.

Not everyone needs advice.

Sometimes people just need someone who genuinely listens.

I’m someone who can listen to your endless stories with real interest, real reactions, and zero judgment.

Whether it’s random late-night thoughts, life problems, shopping chaos, overthinking, or emotional breakdowns — I’ll be there like a true bestie.

✨ Need a supportive shoulder?

✨ Need company while shopping?

✨ Need someone to hype you up?

✨ Need a gentleman who respects boundaries and understands emotions?

✨ Need a friend in Pune who actually cares?

Then maybe we’ll vibe.

I’m from Pune, and if you ever feel like talking, sharing, ranting, laughing, or just existing peacefully with someone — my DMs are open.

Sometimes just as usual going for work, I pass by lots of ladies daily in my society. I just roll my eyes on them, and suddenly what gets into me idk... But looking (not intentionally) at her ass gets me more peace with horny dirty mind.

You can say I am so hawasi but it's not like that I just by mistakenly eye rolls and stopped at energy girls ass.

Yeah! Ik I am a horny pervert. But it's not intentional.

Sometimes I think I should just go and make mine. But suddenly a kid ran towards her. And said "mumma please chocolate yeh kurti chahiye"

I just rolled up my eyes and said ab toh iska toh bacha bhi ha💀. I was shocked and all my thoughts were broken into so many tiny pieces.

But yes ass makes me turn on really fast. Ik what you guys will say how hawasi insan. But ky karro yaar aunties are best always.

Kash koi mili hoti toh aaj ye n hota.

Btw what's your opinion on this? Tell me in comments

If you like my confession do upvote guys.

What are your crazy thoughts with older ladies or guys?

Huh? Boys? Girls? Tell me

Anyone gonna have real meet tonight?

DEAR SINNERS (ASKING QUESTION)

I'm so fucking turned on just imagining it. That moment when a stranger (or maybe even your boyfriend) presses up behind you in a crowded place and starts grinding his hard cock against your soft ass like he owns it.

Tell me if any of these have ever happened to you:

\\\\- Getting slowly dry humped from behind while you're stuck in a super crowded public space, his thick bulge rubbing right between your ass cheeks as people move around you.

\\\\- Feeling a random guy get bolder and start thrusting against your gaand in short, dirty strokes while pretending it's just the crowd pushing.

\\\\- Standing there helpless as he grinds harder, his cock getting even stiffer against your ass, making your pussy throb and your panties wet.

\\\\- Trying to act normal while your nipples harden and you bite your lip so you don't moan out loud like a needy little slut.

\\\\- Secretly pushing your ass back just a tiny bit because it feels too good to be treated like a public fucktoy.

I get rock hard thinking about a girl in tight clothes getting used like that: her juicy ass gets humped by a stranger while she pretends nothing is happening.

So tell me the truth, you dirty girls...

It started with nothing.

No introduction.

No conversation.

Not even a proper reason to notice her.

Just… one random moment where our eyes met,

and she looked away a little too quickly.

I told myself it meant nothing.

But then it happened again.

And again.

Same place. Different days.

Same almost-smile. Same silence.

It became this unspoken routine.

I’d see her, she’d notice me,

and for a second, the world would slow down—

like both of us were waiting for something

neither of us had the courage to start.

The funny thing is,

I never tried to talk to her.

Not because I couldn’t…

but because some part of me felt

that saying anything would ruin it.

It was too simple. Too real.

No expectations. No complications.

Just two people sharing quiet moments

in a world that’s always too loud.

Sometimes I’d think,

“Maybe she doesn’t even notice me.”

But then one day… she didn’t show up.

And that’s when I realized

how much I had gotten used to her being there.

Days passed.

The place felt the same.

But it wasn’t.

Because she wasn’t.

And that’s when it hit me—

maybe she did know.

Maybe she noticed everything.

The glances. The pauses. The almost-words.

Maybe she was waiting too.

Or maybe…

she chose to leave it exactly the way it was—

unfinished, unspoken, but still perfect.

I still go there sometimes.

Not hoping she’ll come back…

but just to sit in those moments again.

Because some stories

don’t need an ending.

They just need to be felt.