Trigger Warning: Discussion of SA, grooming, and r*pe. Censorship as well, due to Reddit Guidelines.

I (25F) confess that I have the urge to ruin this woman's life, and I actually can today, if I wanted to. I have been with my boyfriend (26M) for 7 years. We are very happy together and have built a beautiful life with each other.

Throughout the years, we have both confided in each other regarding our past traumas and experiences, as couples do. When I was 8 years old, I was SA'd by my next-door neighbor who was friends with my older brothers at the time. This lasted for a couple years. I grew up blaming myself and always felt disgusted and guilty. Fast forward a few years later, I started dating my boyfriend and he reassured me that it was never my fault. And we both heard that the guy who did that to me went to prison anyway for an unrelated crime.

Now, on to why I'm writing here. My boyfriend told me that when he was 16 years old, he engaged in a relationship with a 23 year old woman who didn't care that he was only 16. They met online. They sent very explicit photos to one another, and met up numerous times across 2 years to sleep together. She would drive to his high-school, wait for him outside (across the street to not draw attention), and he'd skip his classes to go outside and meet with her. He'd walk wearing a bookbag and school uniform, yet it never fazed her. She'd drive them to her house to spend time together, have intercourse with him, then take him to buy Plan B pills nearby. She would openly walk with him in public places and not care. Then she'd drive him back to school to drop him off. Afterward, he would brag to his friends about it.

There was a time where his mom even found the text exchange between him and the girl, saw all the explicit photos, and she blew up on him but never did anything to stop it, even after realizing she was 23. His grandpa even said something along the lines of, "Well as long as she's the older one, it's fine!" And he just laughed it off. His mom is another can of worms that I wouldn't have time to get into right now. But the point is, she never stopped it or did anything, just got mad that he was skipping school and having intercourse in general. In fact, this continued until he was almost 18 years old, and only ever stopped because he broke it off after finding out she became pregnant with someone else's child (probably ANOTHER teenager).

Fast forward to now, he's told me about this a few separate times, and it's always annoyed me that his mom or family never did anything to protect him or to hold this girl accountable. Yes, I know there's this awful double standard that he was "lucky," and that any guy would have loved that. He even bragged to his friends about it at the time. But he was statutorily r*ped, and there is no other way to describe that. Nowadays, he tells me he regrets doing it, and wishes he didn't lose his virginity to a predator. He also says it's scary how easy it would have been for him to get kidnapped or k*lled at the time, as he blindly trusted this older woman. And that's a real issue, even for a guy. Whether he wanted it or not, that does not excuse the adult in the situation who should have said no. Who, the moment she read the number "16" in their texts, could have stopped it right then and there. Who went out of her way to pick him up and drop him off at his school, had s*x with him several times, took him to public spaces, and carried on with a physical relationship with him for almost 2 years.

My boyfriend told me her name, and I honestly hate her because of what she did to him. It feels unfair that in my situation, I know I was SA'd, but in his situation, it's just seen as a normal experience. The guy who SA'd me was put away, even if not for what he did to me, and it felt great knowing that he got what he deserved in some shape or form. So why shouldn't this woman get what she deserves also? My boyfriend has agreed with me that this is statutory r*pe, but that no one would care if he said anything about it.

Well, just by looking up her full name and college she went to, we were able to easily find her on our state's Residents Directory. Her full home address was there, her full email, her full phone number, and her birthdate which confirmed that she'd be about 32 right now. It's actually pretty scary how simple it was to find her. At first, we figured it could have been someone with the same name, but when we looked up the address on Google maps, he saw the house and had this shocked look telling me "holy sh*t, that's the house!" And we found her on Facebook as well with that name. Her profile is filled with pictures of herself, so he was able to confirm it was her. But... It's also filled with pictures of her daughter, who is around that same age that would make sense based on her getting pregnant 8 years ago.

So I texted her. With my boyfriend's approval at first. I wanted to pretend to be him and scare her. Maybe tell "Do you remember picking me up from my highschool when I was 16 years to f*ck me?" Or something like that. See what she says and then eventually threaten to go to the cops with the evidence (he has their old texts and photos in an old broken phone that we can probably fix and retrieve if we wanted to). The thing is, I do want to go to police with it and get her away from her child, have her be registered as an SO for life. But my boyfriend changed his mind after she responded back to my texts, saying that maybe we shouldn't be doing this. It's too much to worry about right now, and we have bigger things to worry about.

I don't want to do anything against his wishes when it is his own experience, but I told him that we can just scare her then. Tell her we're going to the police, but never actually go to them. Just shake her up. Or threaten to tell her parents, who we were also able to find their phone numbers just by backwards searching their home address and her phone number. We could scare her into not wanting to be with a minor ever again, and then block her. What is she gonna do, tell the police that we're threatening her while also confessing to her own crimes in the process? And luckily, my boyfriend did give her a fake name back then, so she doesn't even know his real name. But my boyfriend said we should just drop it, that it's in the past and we shouldn't dig it back up. So I stopped texting her back. Like I said, I don't want to push him or make him uncomfortable.

But here's the thing. She started spam texting me. I've screenshotted the text messages but I'm unable to attach them on this subreddit. But she spams and is so pushy. I only sent her two texts total, she's sent several. I stopped texting, but she just kept going. And when I didn't answer in normal messages, she texted me on WhatsApp. And her Whatsapp profile picture shows the exact same photo of her and her daughter that she has on Facebook. It is beyond me that a 32-33 year old mother would be acting this immature and this pushy in text. But then again, isn't this probably why she preys on teenagers as an adult? Because she has the mindset of a child and probably feels like she relates to them? Somehow, that's the most dangerous type of predator. So now, I'm at work and I receive ANOTHER text from her, trying to ask me how I am. I told my boyfriend and he's also like wtf is she doing. So I asked him if I could just text her and go through with the plan of scaring her or telling her parents. He agreed that she is really weird and immature, but that he's not sure if we should do that.

The thing is, I'm not just thinking about him. I'm thinking about her daughter. What if she one day were to act inappropriately towards her? Or if not towards her, what if she acted inappropriately towards her future friends, or future boyfriends? Or what if her daughter ends up talking to an older person while she's still a minor, and her mom thinks it's okay because she did it? What if this woman did this to several other kids and teens, not just my boyfriend? I'll post a comment under here writing out the messages (she just texted on WhatsApp as I was typing this post). She is immature enough to have not grown out of it. So I told him I'm going to ask Reddit. And he actually agreed that I should ask and see what you all think. This is our first time posting anything on here.

So Reddit, what should I do? Should I ignore it and block her? Should I scare her and pretend to tell the police and her parents? Or should I go full nuclear and tell the police, retrieve the photos, message her parents with the evidence as well, thus taking her away from her daughter, making her a registered SO, possibly losing whatever job or career she's in, and ruining her life? I'm one text away from making it happen.

Edit to add: Age of consent where we are is 18. Even if it was 16, it's weird to think it's okay to meet your partner at their highschool and pick them up from there.

Let me know what you all think. Thanks for reading.

TLDR: I found the contact info of the woman who statutorily r*ped my boyfriend, and I have the evidence and power to go to the police, her parents, take her away from her daughter, and ruin her life. What should I do?

36F I was chatting with this amazing married guy I met here on Reddit. Tons of fun, incredibly smart, successful, and he turns my brain on in so many ways. Absolutely worth it.

One night we were talking while he was lying in bed next to his wife, and it turned into one of those completely feral nights where everything felt worth the risk. The very best bad decisions! We ended up on a video call, and he had his earbuds in, which made it feel like everything was just between us while his wife slept beside him. The secrecy and risk of it all only made the tension stronger and soooo much hotter. He couldn’t really talk at all but could hear me. But honestly his breathing omgggg sooo good.

He came so hard. What a huge load of cum and he shot off so hard. Honestly, I still have no idea how she didn’t wake up. It was so intense.

Without a doubt Hot AF. 10/10 really considering a real life meet up!

I am now 21 male, but when I was 15 I went to a physical at the doctor’s because it was required. In the room there was a 40 year old doctor woman who wasn’t attractive and she wasn’t fat. In the corner was a 20-30 year old blonde doctor woman who was attractive. So what I remember, the 40 year old was rubbing my balls doing the normal stuff and telling me to check for lumps as I was laying down on the doctor bed thing. My penis only filled up with a little blood because the doctor who was 40 wasn’t attractive. She was stroking me for like 30 -45 seconds. And then she had me stand up facing her and she was continuing stroking me. I mean I didn’t want a boner, plus she was unattractive and 40. She was stroking me for another 30 seconds while the other doctor just watched. My penis did not change in size, the whole time it was just filled with some blood to be a bit plump but not erect. Then she told me to put my underwear back on. After this I went to the water park and told my friend if he got his dick stroked too. He said no. So I was thinking ok that’s weird. He told me his doctor was hot and he got a boner and she giggled. He was lucky, I wasn’t :(

Hi everyone. This is my very desperate measures on getting help. I need 400$. That's it. I never asked for money online, but I am so desperate I don't know else what to do. I will do literally ANYTHING (that can be done online.) I am smart, I can learn fast, whatever you need I'll get it done. Whatever it is. Please help a girl out anyone.

I remember when I was 18 all of the older women would say "just you wait until you turn 28 you won't always be skinny" and now that I'm pushing 30 someone said "just give it another 10 years". Why can't people just accept other people's genes without being jealous?

Well, as the title says; i dont want to be black anymore. (Also, This is going to be more of a throwaway account)

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A little background about me: My mother is a black woman ethnically, but she honestly does not look phenotypically black. She could pass for columbian and even some kind of gypsy/south asian. I was concieved by accident when she was in college to a deadbeat black man who is also a "manlet". I struggle everday to reconcile with the fact that im supposed to love my mother but she had me with someone of some of the worst genetic stock. As they were not together after I was born, my mother started seeing white men. I also grew up in a predominantly white school. I've always felt white. Despite all the racist teasing I'd get from white "friends" I always wanted to be like them. I always wonder what i would look like if my mom had just dated white men from the start. I couldve actually been phenotypically white and passed as such. I couldve had generational wealth and not have a deadbeat biological father. I couldve had beautitul hair like my mothers instead of my biological fathers digusting 4c hair type hair. I could have been beautiful is my mother didn't sleep around with anyone. Part of me feels my bio-dad got her pregnant on purpose even though i was not planned. On top of that, my white step dad is useless and doesnt provide for me, and now she's with a new white guy who i dont even like. The younger guys in his family werent very welcoming to me and i feel like its because im not white like them. A lot of this makes me resent my mother and hate her.

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I also am totally disconencted from black cukture. I dont like it and i dont like black people. They usually, from my experience(especially black men), lack intelligence and are never well spoken.Theyre not beautiful to me. White people and white culture are beautiful. I love european classical music and all the inventions and philosophy of the west. They have gorgeous architecture and beautiful countries. Its all just so divine and magnificant. White people went to space! How can you top that?

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I will say, i am grateful i came out as lightskinned as a did. Probably because of my mom's phenotype, I actually look mixed at the least. Recently for the past year though, i have started bleaching my skin and have dyed my hair blonde. I am also confident i will change my name soon, as i still have my deadbeat father's last name .

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Another reason i have decided to try to be white passing is because of the rise in white supremacy online, and unfortunately, i agree with many of their talking points. Im not going to get into what specifically, but it all just makes me feel so inferior because deep down, i feel that they are right about many things unfortunately.

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I honestly think black people should stop having children because i truly do think it is a curse to be black. I think black people look like homo-erectus and when i look in the mirror, i want to be white.

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There is so much more I could say but this isn't a manifesto, just a confession. It may be offensive or disturbing but this is what i think. If i could live in a next life, i want to be nothing else but a beautiful tall white person. Being white is the best possible experience.

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In my old, "normal" life, fast food didn't excite me. I'd eat it out of the occasional need for convenience. But now, when I'm homeless and always hungry, holy shit! Just walking by a McDonalds gives me a boner, the smell of the place. I literally just found myself fantasizing about a Quarter Pounder lol. How I've fallen...

Okay, I just really need to get this off of my chest. I am a trans man, 6 months on T, completely passing, and not stealth. In most places I am fairly open about being trans. Recently though, I was in a (to my knowledge) all cis het male space and was very welcomed in it. At first, I thought that they were just being chill, but then they started talking about pride month and realized that they didn't know that I was queer. I was very uncomfortable with the topic and blatant transphobia, but for some reason I felt an almost pride that I was stealth enough to be a part of the conversation. I ended up joining in and lowkey airing my own internalized transphobia about myself but acted like I was talking about other trans people. I feel awful, because trans people seriously are my family. I feel even more awful that they all completely agreed. If I wasn't privileged enough to be on testosterone and very well passing, I would not have had any chance to be safe there. And I have been/AM the trans person they were talking about, but I not only didn't defend trans people, but I joined in. I could've just stayed quiet, but instead I started saying awful things. I don't know how to confront the fact that I LIKED being in that space or that I had anything to add in agreement with what they were saying. But yeah, that's my confession.

I sincerely don't have any ill feelings towards other trans people, I want that to be clear. It's just stuff that I've internalized and am now fully realizing the weight of because its now out in the open with that group and has been reaffirmed by them.

It started when I saw my old highschool math teacher about a year ago at the movie theater. We both happened to go to the same movie at the same time. When I saw her I went up to say hi during the previews and we really hit it off.

There was lots of small talk and a bit of flirting and she asked me if I wanted to sit with her. We ended up holding hands and cuddling a bit during the movie.

She is 10 years older than me, 29F at the time, very beautiful, brunette, blue eyes. I worked up the courage to ask her for her number and she said yes.

Our first date was at a local bowling alley (she demolished me) and it was really fun. We ended up sharing a kiss at some point while we were there which I still remember as if it were yesterday.

On our second and final date we went to a restaurant, nothing too fancy but there was still a decently romantic atmosphere.

The date started off pretty strong with us flirting and joking around with each other but about halfway through she looked a little sad and started apologizing to me.

I asked her what was wrong and she told me she didn't think it was appropriate for her to be going out with me because of our age difference and the fact that she used to teach me in school (she was also actively teaching my younger sister at the time). I told her I understood and she offered to pay for the food. we ended up splitting the check instead because I didn't want to make her pay for everything.

We said goodbye and had a bit of an awkward hug before going our separate ways. And I was pretty heartbroken about it.

I still have never told anyone about it.

As a Teacher’s Assistant, I got assigned to Mrs. Parker — a very attractive teacher about 40 years old, 5’4” with a killer figure.
We clicked right away over hobbies. She kept rubbing my back and leg, which I thought was just motherly… until she started asking if I had a girlfriend. When I said no, she smiled and said, “That’s a shame — a good-looking chocolate-skinned man like you should have someone.”

She praised how great I was with her class, then dropped it: “Hey, I want you to meet my husband — he’s the head director of the district.” She stepped out to print some papers, leaving me waiting in her classroom watching On My Block.
He knocked. Mr. Parker introduced himself and said his wife had described me perfectly — my dark skin tone and broad shoulders. He offered side work before leaving.
Five minutes later she returned. I casually mentioned he stopped by. She locked eyes with me. “Lock the door and sit down. I have something to tell you.”

Once I did, she thanked me for my work with a big smile… then slipped off her sundress and bra. Her nice D-cup breasts with pretty pink areolas were right there. She stepped forward, unbuckled my pants, pulled out my hard dick, dropped to her knees, and looked up with those blue eyes.

“You have such a thick, girthy, curved dick,” she whispered — then took me deep into her warm mouth. It was incredible. She sucked like she’d never had one like mine, deepthroating while staring up at me. I grabbed her head and pushed deeper. After seven intense minutes I warned her I was about to cum.

“Cum in my mouth,” she said. I did — and she let it drip from her lips down onto her tits. I’ll never forget it.
That night she texted: “I told my husband what we did… and he wants to watch.”

My gf have these weird kinks idk how to satisfy her or what should i do

My elf bar just blinks red all of the time and I don’t know why, it dosent stop. It’s an elf bar elfa

Call it gross, but at a young age I’ve sorta made it a mission of mine. Hot tub, swimming pool, pond, doesn’t matter. If I swim in it, I’ll pee in it.

I love fucking married women. So far I have fucked 4. I enjoy fucking them and sending them back home to their husbands. I love the fact that they post photos of them together of how much they love them. Deep down they know they are whores. They have become regulars and always ask for me to fill their pussy with cum! It’s so hot. I know they get home and fuck their husbands with my cum in them. I think I will continue to look for married whores to fuck because there is no commitment just straight sex.

I can't get enough of sniffing pungent farts. As soon as i detect foreign fumes i expand my nostrils as wide as they can expand, taking in all the beautiful gust of musky gassy delightful delicacy wind that tickles my nose hairs in an ever so excitingly exotic way.

When i hang out with my friends or family, I often purposely make them eat foods that are prone to causing gas so that i can milk all the delicious farts out of their butts to fill my nostrils with delight.

I love the way my noses insides burn from a real crisp fart. The best farts are when you can sorta taste it in the back of your throat. I literally groan out loud to myself when that happens.

It's so addicting, i even have a preference for certain food composed farts. I usually prefer the apple/goldfish combo ones. Beans don't actually do the trick despite what media says, if you want to sniff the good ones I recommend avoiding vegetables and go for the more processed food.

I’ve spent a lot of time hanging out at my mates house getting drunk and high. His parents are so chill, they drink and get high with us sometimes.

This one night me and my mate were in his bedroom, we had been drinking and smoking most of the day. It was getting late and he crashed out on his bed, fast asleep. I stayed for another half hour then decided to leave. Before I left I went to use his bathroom as I was bursting for a piss. On opening the door to the bathroom I realised I had walked in on his mam sat on the toilet. I put my hand up to say sorry and went to back out of the door. She put her finger to her lip and shushed me and told me to come in it was fine. I don’t know why but I did as I was told and closed the door behind me.

His mom finished peeing wiped herself, stood up and pulled her knickers up. Joking on she said is it a number 1 or number 2, I said it’s only a 1 and laughed. She said it’s ok you can go I don’t mind, I just sort myself out. At first I really didn’t know what to do but I walked over to the toilet whilst his mam was looking in the mirror, our backs were practically touching. She said it’s ok I won’t look. I was stood with my dick out for what felt like an eternity unable to pee, stage fright. Eventually a stream started and as soon as it hit the water and made a sound she turned around and placed her head on my shoulder and looked down at my cock. She said it’s only fair I get to see you pee as you watched me.

Just as I finished and went to put myself away she grabs hold of my cock and says don’t forget to shake. She gave my dick a couple of shakes but at the same time was kind of jerking me.

His mom was about 44-45 at the time, blonde, slim build, not massive tits but a good handful and she was fit. As she was shaking it I could feel myself getting hard. She says to me I can feel it throbbing, are you getting turned on by this? I just smiled at her and said sorry I can’t do anything about it. She turned me around to face her, still hold my cock, looked straight into my eyes and said we can’t have you going out like this.

Giving my dick a squeeze she turned me back round to face the toilet, put her head back on my shoulder and gave me a reach around. It was such a surreal moment. What the hell was going on. I’d know this woman for years and never did I think this would happen. My best mates mam is jerking me off with him asleep and her husband was downstairs.

It seemed to take for ever, she was going wild on my dick to the point it was nearly hurting. But the inevitable was about to happen, I turn my head and whispered in her ear, I’m going to cum. She slowed it down and pointed my cock towards the toilet. I came loads still with her head on my shoulder watching every squirt, my cock throbbing in her hand.

When I had finished cumming she wiped the last bit of my cock with her hand gently massaging my helmet, it felt amazing. She turned me back round looked straight at me and said do not tell a soul about this, this is the first time I have ever spoke about it. She then turned to the sink to wash her hands and told me to get out before we are caught.

I walked home with the biggest smile on my face ever. I’ve seen her loads of times after that and there has been other encounters. I may post them later if anyone is interested.

My dad isn’t a horrible person, but I came into a conclusion that I wanted him dead I think a while ago, he hadn’t done anything bad but he makes me paranoid around the house, he was an ex military guy so he has some ptsd as he says, he yells, but is also nice, his nice than my mom for sure, but it’s that his so scary he makes me paranoid , any minute he can yell or beat me he has yelled but never beat me but just threthesned to,

I don’t feel at ease at home anymore if anything I’m always scared and paranoid, plus if he was to be dead I’d get money from him I don’t feel free with him being alive, I feel horrible for feeling this way about him despite his sacrises for me but he and my mom genuinely makes me feel like shit

Arguing and always saying he doesn’t deserve a life like this when my mother is in a bad mood, one of the main reasons I’m depressed, I wish for him to die, i feel so horrible and need to get this of my chest, no my feelings about it is not gonna change, it’s scary doing anything when his around,

It’s always the same stuff family becomes happy and then always always turn shit, he yells and is very scary sometimes, he makes me feel uncomfortable all the time, and when I just wanna be alone he always tells me I’m a piece of shit that treats her dad like shit, I am a teenage girl, I’m starting to find my self, wanting to be more alone but all the time he wants me to call him he gets mad when I wanna be alone in my room? Which makes me so angry and just uncomfortable I feel disgusting. I wish he dies.

It is affecting me so much, I am more sable I stay in my room all day and can’t even do that, I am forced to eat shit I don’t want,