r/DesiDesireConfession

I've literally hooked up with him, akash, many times (we both are married btw, dont judge :p)

There was a small function in society's hall and I was present with my hubby and family and akash and his wife was also there. During rakhi ceremony, some neighbor asked akash where his didi is and he said "wo thodi late aayegi, she got some urgent work"

And the neighbor replied saying "theek hai, tab tak ankita rakhi baandh degi, baitho tum bhi yaha"
I am Ankita 😭😭

Deep down I knew if I tried to make anny kind of excuse it would come off as weird and suspicious, so I didnt even say anything in protest, I was just like "haan theek hai, mai kar deti hu"

It was so awkward, I didnt even look into his eyes, I was just hoping for this ceremony to end soon. To add more to awkwardness, his wife was teasing saying "I have two nanad's now"

Worst thing is not that your new partner might find them and get upset.... The worst thing is, your new partner might get turned on by those pics 🤣🤣

Hubby found an extreme old pic, which even I forgot about, it was taking in 2014-15 I guess.... it was just a silly stupid pic with my guy friend, it somehow got saved in google photos and stayed there...

My hubby is too matured to get upset about something like that but I was still worried about how he will react to it.... He was literally turned on by how playful I used to be with my guy friend...

https://preview.redd.it/hf2dlq1g23mh1.png?width=736&format=png&auto=webp&s=addc8942e406c7f098f4cb877694ded5c211648c

Btw, the guy in pic is not bf, he is just friend

So i am in a Ldr and have seen her sometimes deleting some chats or hiding her screen. There are other things as well cant share in open. Dont know if it is right or just my guilty pleasure but i’d now like a mfm with her.

As being married and having a reputed career in society, I was exhausted for many months both sexually and mentally. So, Got to know about reddit hookup stuffs and processed it successfully. Kinda fun for me. Hoping for better in future.

Throwaway account for obvious reasons, but I just need to get this off my chest. I’m a 27-year-old guy, and lately, work and everyday life have just been grinding me down. My back and shoulders have been completely wrecked for weeks, so on a whim this afternoon, I decided to book a session at this Thai massage parlor a few towns over that had pretty decent reviews online. I was genuinely just expecting a standard deep tissue rubdown to fix my posture, nothing crazy.
My masseuse was a Thai lady, probably around 35 or 36. I’m not going to lie, she was absolutely gorgeous. Like, incredibly fit, an amazing smile, and she had great boobs—which I tried very respectfully not to stare at while she was guiding me into the back room.
The craziest part about this whole experience is that the actual physical therapy aspect was legitimately the best massage of my entire life. She had these insanely strong, precise hands and spent a solid forty-five minutes just obliterating every single knot in my neck, back, and calves. I was practically melting into the table. Honestly, halfway through, I was already thinking about how I needed to make this a monthly routine just for the physical relief alone.
Then, as we got near the end of the hour, the vibe just sort of... shifted. I won't get too graphic, but she discreetly asked if I wanted to fully relax, and one thing led to another. It was a full-on happy ending. I was completely caught off guard because I didn't seek this out at all, but in the heat of the moment, I just went with it.
Now I’m sitting in my car in the parking lot, my muscles are completely turned to jelly, and my brain is short-circuiting. I feel like this is a massive movie cliché, and part of me feels a little wild for actually going through with it, but another part of me is just riding the absolute craziest wave of endorphins. I
can’t exactly drop this into a group t ext with my buddies without dealing with a million questions and endless jokes, so here I am, confessing to the void of Reddit. Has anyone else ever stumbled into one of these completely by accident? Because right now, I’m just trying to process what actually just happened.

Me 28M and my gf 28F went to a Onam function at my friend's place. It was a small gathering around 8 ppl in his apartment, most of us were couples. Everyone was dressed traditional Onam outfit. My gf wore a red sleeveless blouse with white saree, we both thought she would be gathering attention, but it was otherwise.

My friends gf wore a blue sleeveless blouse, showing ample midriff and cleavage. She was damn hot, we men couldn't stop taking a look at her. Her height and skin tone complimented her dress perfectly. Me and her have always had some explained sexual tension. After the function, we were having Onam sadhya. Me and my friend's gf were having lunch late, rest of them ate and were at the balcony. She spilled some Dal on her saree and went to restroom to clean herself, she called me from inside since no one else was around.

I promptly went in, the stain was near her hip region. She wanted to me to hold the saree while the cleaned as she didn't want to stain to smudge and also didn't want it fall apart. I was bent down holding her saree, I couldn't help but stare at her mid riff and her breast. After she got all cleaned up, I stood up. She told 'got a good view?'. I replied 'I got only the view, I couldn't feel it'. She replied maybe you could try.

We started kissing and made out in the restroom. I was squeezing her boobs and kissing her neck. It was super hot. The thrill of doing it while ppl were outside was super fun.

I work remotely in an MNC and travelled between different cities for work.
So i moved in between Mumbai, Gurgaon, Bangalore and Pune (onboarding only)

I am based in Mumbai. I landed this job after too much stress of the previous one which i left without an offer in hand.

I stayed in Pune for 4 days at a hotel. The hiring manager was in Pune and they asked to join here so that i can meet the team. They were all called.

I’ve had okayish luck with dating apps previously so I thought I could do something with it in a different city. Installed the app and slept. Next morning i had 7 matches. 3 were fake. 4 genuine.
Agreed to meet 1 after work.
For next 4 days met them all 4.
We met. We vibed. We banged.

Moved to Mumbai did the same with 6.

Went to Gurgaon to meet the client. Repeated with 5 more.
Went to Bangalore and met 4 more.

So i enjoyed this amazing experience.
I am in contact with a few and with a few the conversation is more or less dead (maybe they’re pissed). I met some amazing women some of which were in all sense very mature and independent and i met some who showed signs of straight up red forest.
I met women of all major faiths and they had all kinds of fascinating observations about the other.

I am back in Mumbai and am continuing meeting the old ones and also maybe would find some more.

I did not have prior contact with these women, they are not from my office and they’re not paid (non høøkers)

That’s all i just wanted to share my excitement with y’all.
Its been wonderful. Really.

At about 4am last night, I half woke up and could feel the sheets moving in bed. I stayed still, facing away until it felt unmistakable. My wife was gradually increasing the pace as she played with herself. Just feeling that happening made me hard

I rolled over and started kissing her neck. She paused in surprise, I told her to continue. She whispered 'i thought you were asleep!', and I told her not to stop. I started kissing her belly and her breasts.

She held me hand and moved it to her pussy, and I gently circled her clitoris how she likes it. She was wet as I played with her. I carried on kissing her body as I did it, until I felt a sudden increase in wetness and a whispered release of satisfaction from her. She pulled my head back to her lips and we kissed.

She took my now rock hard cock from under my boxers, and rubbed it with one hand and played with my balls with the other as she licked my neck.

I came hard, and we fell back to sleep. We woke in the morning and she pushed my head towards her pussy as she spread her legs. I'll goto work happy today!

I might have tagged it wrong.

But I was at an MBA college as a guest and boy the number of hot girls I saw during my time there. It is extremely hard to concentrate on answering their questions when they have a white shirt and a black bra inside.

The best part some wanted to interact personally so post the session I met them and as you keep looking closer the shirts are just tight as hell! They wear jackets but are sort of irrelevant.

I was at my friends flat & her boyfriend was also there. Then they asked me if I would like to watch them having sex. Then I said yes & they stated the action. In between she asked me if I can rim him as he wanted to try rimming & she finds it’s dirty.
In the moment of heat I said yes then next I was rimming him from back while she was sucking him. It got so intense that he pumped huge load inside her mouth.
Since then it’s kind of addiction

I still can’t believe I’m writing this.

Last weekend my best friend Rohan and his girlfriend Meera finally moved into their new 2BHK in Andheri West. Proper house-warming. Nothing fancy some drinks, Maggi, Bluetooth speaker, a few common friends. Meera’s best friend, Ananya, was also there. I’d seen her a couple of times before but never really spoken properly.

It was already raining when I reached. That typical August Mumbai rain not the heavy flooding type, just constant light-to-moderate drizzle that makes everything sticky and clothes cling. Humidity was high, the kind where your shirt sticks to your back even if you’re just standing.

We all got pretty heavy. By 1 a.m. half the people had left because trains were delayed and cabs were charging 3x. Rohan and Meera were already half-asleep on the mattress in the living room. Ananya was sitting next to me on the bean bag, both of us still drinking. She had broken up with her boyfriend like three weeks ago. I knew that. Everyone knew that.

Around 1:30 Meera half-opened her eyes and mumbled, “Jay, can you drop Ananya? Please yaar, trains will be fucked.”

I said okay.

We took an auto because Uber was showing 25 minutes. The rain was still coming down, not heavy but enough that the auto’s plastic flaps were down and everything smelled of wet tar and her perfume. She was quiet for most of the ride. Then just before her building in Lokhandwala she turned and kissed me. Proper, drunk, open-mouthed kiss. I froze for a second, then kissed her back for maybe ten seconds before I pulled away.

“Ananya… you’re drunk. And this is a bad idea.”

She looked at me, eyes glassy, and just said, “I know.”

I made her drink water, walked her to the gate, waited till the watchman opened, and left. Did the right thing. Felt weirdly proud of myself.

Next day I was back at Rohan’s place by 11 because I had promised to help him move the remaining boxes and assemble the study table. Ananya was already there. Fresh clothes, hair open, acting completely normal. Like the kiss never happened. We exchanged the usual “hi, hangover kaisa hai” and got to work.

Around 1:30 Rohan and Meera decided they needed to buy a few more kitchen things and some curtains. “We’ll be back in an hour, max one and a half. Don’t break anything,” Rohan said, laughing.

The second they left, the silence in the flat felt different.

Ananya was sitting on the edge of the bed in the second bedroom, scrolling her phone. I was standing near the window. The rain had started again soft, steady, the kind that makes the whole city look grey and private.

She looked up and said, very quietly, “Yesterday… I’m sorry.”

I said, “It’s fine. We were both drunk.”

She stood up, walked over, and stopped right in front of me. “I wasn’t that drunk.”

This time when she kissed me I didn’t stop her.

We moved to the bed. Clothes came off faster than they should have. Her skin was warm and a little damp from the humidity. The rain was hitting the window and the AC was off so the room felt thick. I knew exactly where Rohan kept the condoms top drawer of the side table, same place he used to keep them in the old PG. I took one out without saying anything.

We fucked on the new bed in the second bedroom while the city outside was grey and wet. She was quiet at first, then not quiet at all. At one point she bit my shoulder hard enough that I’m still carrying the mark. I came inside the condom, stayed inside her for a while, then we did it again twenty minutes later because neither of us wanted to get up and face whatever the fuck we had just done.

Rohan and Meera came back around 3. We were both sitting in the living room by then, looking completely normal, helping unpack plates. Ananya left half an hour later with a casual “bye, see you.”

We haven’t spoken about it since.

But every time it rains like this that soft, sticky, endless Mumbai drizzle I think about that second bedroom and how easy it was.

That’s my confession. Also please don't ask for pics & ID Thanks!!

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Back when I was much younger and my hormones were at their peak, my friend and I found ourselves in a unique situation with a longtime schoolmate of ours. She and us were close generally, and during conversations figured out that we were very

We were exploring our burgeoning sexuality, full of curiosity and lacking in experience. On a few occasions, we engaged in mutual masturbation while she sat nearby, topless, observing our actions.

Though we never touched each other during these encounters, and despite our curiosity being piqued, she kept certain boundaries and never showed us the lower regions, although she promised to do so earlier. But we would never want for her to be uncomfortable, and tbh, looking at naked tits in person was good enough for us back then.

For each of us, it was an array of first experiences—she had never seen a dick in person, and we were fascinated by seeing tits up close.

I already had a rule of not getting intimate with someone I am not officially dating.... I broke my own rule for him for literally nothing

It started as a playful thing, one day we were hanging out together and he was getting quite romantic, I told him I dont want to have sex until we were officially together and he was like "what about blowjob? itna toh chalta hai" and all that

I knew blowjob is still sexual even though we are not having sex... but my pussy overtook my brain and I gave him a blowjob. I am not even a big fan on bj but I still did it to impress him, and I gave him a nice bj, using my tongue, and licking him all over, even swallowed him.

After that, he asked me few times and every time I gave it to him, one time even in car in middle of road... yes, I literally sucked his dick while we were in car in middle on road...

And yet, he went for other girl 😭😭😭 I am feeling so stupid rn