The Night Desk

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[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

18+ only. MDNI. No exceptions.

The Night Desk runs NSFW confessions from DMs and Reddit-style submissions.

How to send:
• your age (18+)
• the situation
• what you did
• the detail you still think about

I write the headline. You stay anonymous.
I cut names, cities, and anything that can identify someone.

I do not post:
minors in any form
non-consent posted as a how-to
stolen nudes
“is this wrong?” fishing with no story

If it’s true enough and specific enough, it runs.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

The crossdressing actually started when I was younger, when I was around 7 my parents separated and they had a lot of fights prior that, sometimes physical, windows were broken, plates thrown and sometimes blood was involved and I always was in the middle of it watching and crying, it caused my mom to resent me in a way or be distant from me as I was the son of my dad and she hated his guts with reason of course because he cheated on her. She used to get easily angry at me and hit me for very small things, the problem is that I loved her and this caused a void in me that I needed to fill out so I started wearing her clothes in secret like dresses, jeans, t-shirts or even underwear, it was both a way to escape from my problematic life I had, I was also bullied a lot in primary school and girls were always treated better so I was some what jealous.

I did this primarily as an escape and to be able to feel loved, being someone else felt amazing, I didn't hated being male, I just hated the life I had, the issues, later on when I turned 13-14 this habit developed a sexual component, so I associated being able to be loved with dressing up as a girl, this was the case with pornography as well, I started watching it around this age and I always imagine my self being the woman in the film, being desired, being wanted, it's strange but that's how my brain worked, at this point and later on in my life at 17 were I had these encounters I still only like women but I felt the only way to be loved was being dressed as one and experience love as one, If I could re-do my post for first time I would have probably added that.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I SLEPT WITH 6 MEN AS A STRAIGHT GUY AND I HAVE RUINED MY LIFE

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I came out of the bathroom, I go to his room as he was playing a video game while he sat at his computer desk and he turned around and looked at me and only smiled, I was dying of the embarrassment and shame as I felt very strange dressing like a girl but he said to sit in the bed so I did, he's room stank a lot, was dirty and there was clothes everywhere, not the room of someone with good mental health I thought, anyways we didn't talked a lot apart from asking him about his videogame, it was Read Dead Redemption 2 (my favourite), he ordered some subway delivery which was kind from him and we just chill, I watched him play while I sat in bed and waited for the food to arrived, it did and we ate.

After he finished eating he lye down on his bed and I was just sitting to one side and he told me ''come and relax'' so I lye down next to him and I had a mix of excitement and fear, I couldn't relax, I was panicking but he cuddle me in a spoon position with his arms around my waist and all his body literally touching mine, I wasn't enjoying it at all to be honest, one thing was imaging it and another thing was doing it. I wanted to change to my normal clothes and go at that point but I was afraid to say so, again he was quite muscular 6'1 and I was a skinny 5'6 guy.

So at that point I just went with the flow and not going to be too descriptive but he got his trousers down and wanted me to give him oral sex, I did and I wanted to die at that exact moment, I was dissociating, I felt outside my body, I don't think he took notice of me not enjoying it as I was pretending to like it as I just wanted to please him, to be safe and tried to be done with it as quick as possible. After 5 minutes he stood up from the bed and gently stood me up, turned me around and bend me over with my hands resting on the bed, tears were literally falling onto the bed sheets, I didn't wanted to do this at all, I can't remember what happen after, I got like a mental block, I am unable to think about that moment and I don't think I'll ever want to, I only remembered him being done, getting changed, going back home, blocking him, deleting grinder and take a long long long shower and I brushed my teeth for 10 minutes (not exaggerating).

I felt so dirty and depressed the next couple days, I thought this is what I wanted but it only made me feel worse, like I was lying to my self and living in a fantasy, at that point I completely knew that my chances of dating a feminine beautiful woman ended as the women I am attracted to would hate to date a guy who has slept with men and if I am asked about it I don't think I would be able to lie about it, also I feel like I lost my manhood.

I was so so so depressed and ready to end it all but instead I numbed my self, started smoking a lot of weed, drinking and I tried to get used to dating more men and accept my new life, it was somewhat a self destructing attitude I had towards my self, throughout 2020 to 2023 I had similar encounters with 6 different men across those 3 years, I had a break down around my whole life at 20yo in late 2023, I quitted my full-time job, I stopped going to the gym, I sold my car as I was just done with life, cancelled my plans to go to university, I was just done.

I made mistakes and did things that harmed me in ways that I am never going to be able to take back and in a way I do blame the love I got for women, this love became resentment and hate but right now I hate nothing more than my self, ever since late 2023 I been isolated in bedroom at my parents house in benefits due to not being able to cope to be around people, I can't socialise or stand them, I feel a huge sense of rage, sadness and shame, I stopped crossdressing, drinking and smoking after I started living as a hermit, the only thing I do in my daily day life is eating junkfood, watch incel content and play videogames, I am waiting for my parents to kick me out so I can end my life.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I (23M) had my last girlfriend when I was 15 in high-school, it was just an immature kids relationship, nothing serious.

At 16 I went to college and then I didn't had any luck meeting girls in my class or outside, I tried being nice and kind but nothing worked. I turned 17 and was feeling so hopeless and depressed, out of desperation I started doing something it's hard to explain and weird to say; if I wasn't able to date girls I at least wanted to get close to them through the way they experience life so I started cross-dressing fully with a wig, makeup and clothes, when I looked my self in the mirror I kind of fell in love, it was literally like a female version of my self, I saw my self not as me but as another girl that looked like me and I was so euphoric, feeling and looking just like a type of girl I am attracted to, I carried on doing that but even with the novelty and euphoria my mental health was still getting worst as the underlying issue was not being able to be intimate with a woman.

So still at 17yo cross-dressing almost every night in secret in my room and feeling worst with each day I decided that I could probably meet my needs for intimacy if I dated a guy and because I basically look like a girl while dressing up it shouldn't damaged my masculinity, my persona was split into 2, there was me and my alter-ego that I called her ''Ayla'', I thought I would be able to change my desires/sexuality so I don't longer feel this loneliness and longing for love, so I downloaded grinder, took photos of me while dressing as Ayla and in 15 minutes I received like 40 likes, I didn't knew back then but these were not good men, just degenerate porn addict not interested in a relationship or love, I was looking for someone to love and for them to love me back, I wasn't gay or bisexual but I was too focus in the idea to be able to feel wanted for once in my life, I was so desperate that I could see a future being wanted and loved as a girl.

I matched with this guy named Mark, he was 31 and the conversation we had wasn't sexual at all, it was going just how I wanted it, we were talking about life, music and videogames, similar stuff we both liked and I didn't knew at the time but he was just faking his personality, he made me feel good about my self, calling me beautiful, I never been call even handsome as a guy, it did felt so good.

Anyways, we chatted for 2 days and decided to meet up, I told him that I don't dress up in public and he said that's fine but to bring my stuff with me in my backpack so I could be my self at his home, we arrange to meet at the park in the weekend on a Saturday, that day I arrived and met him, he didn't acted at all the way he was while texting me, he wasn't rude but he was just very socially awkward and had weird mannerism, maybe he was nervous I thought, I don't know but it made me unsettled but I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt, on the way to his home I was doing all the talking, asking questions about him, what is he looking in a relationship, etc but he was very dismissive so there was an awkward silence and deep inside I felt like something was off but I ignore it as I didn't knew what to make of it, I was a 5'6 17yo and he was 6'1 31yo by the way.

We got to his home and he said that I could get change in the bathroom so I did, I was wearing some pretty black lace lingerie, a black mini skirt, stockings, a hoodie, my normal trainers, wig and make-up (I didn't wore the lingerie for him but it was part of my outfit), at this point I was somewhat off of not knowing what to expect, sex was right at the back of my mind, I thought this was a date to know each others and hopefully I could experience the intimacy like a hugs, long talks and the romantic intimacy I was craving, I didn't thought of sex or wanted to have sex.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I FOUND A FORMER STUDENT ON TINDER AND FU*KED HER

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

26F I CAN'T STOP MYSELF

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

MY BOYFRIEND STARTED PAYING ME FOR S*X AS A JOKE AND NOW I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT WHAT HE OFFERED THIS MORNING ..

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I CHEATED ON MY HUSBAND WITH A WEALTHY MAN IN ENGLAND AND I THINK I WAS MORE IN LOVE WITH HIS LIFE THAN HIM.....

I haven't told anyone this and I need to get it out somewhere. Last year I met a man from England through work. He was significantly wealthier than anyone I'd ever been around before and lived in a completely different world from me. At first it was harmless but we kept talking and eventually it turned into an affair.

I told my husband I'd been promoted and that the new position required me to spend more time in England. There was some truth about work requiring travel but nowhere near as much as I made him believe. I ended up spending weeks there over several trips staying with this man while my husband thought I was working.

When I was back in the US we mostly talked through encrypted chats and encrypted phone calls because he was extremely private and didn't want messages showing up anywhere obvious. I became ridiculously good at compartmentalizing the whole thing.

The worst part is that looking back I'm not even sure I was in love with him. I think I was addicted to his life. The houses, restaurants, people he knew, never thinking about what anything cost. Being around him made me feel like I'd temporarily stepped into somebody else's existence.

Things between us have gone cold recently. His messages became less frequent and now we barely speak. I expected to be devastated but instead I've found myself looking at my husband and realizing how badly I've fucked everything up. He's still the person I actually want to come home to. He's been completely normal and loving through all of this because he has no idea what I've been doing. I miss my marriage even though technically I'm still in it.

I know how horrible that sounds and I don't really have an excuse. I think I got completely carried away by money, status and the feeling of being wanted by someone who lived that kind of life and now that it's disappearing I'm realizing what I was willing to throw away for it.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I got used at a concert.
Hubby thought the no-panties thing was for him.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

She lifted her top for the bag.
She got on her knees for the extras.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

18+ only. MDNI. No exceptions.

The Night Desk runs NSFW confessions from DMs and Reddit-style submissions.

How to send:
• your age (18+)
• the situation
• what you did
• the detail you still think about

I write the headline. You stay anonymous.
I cut names, cities, and anything that can identify someone.

I do not post:
minors in any form
non-consent posted as a how-to
stolen nudes
“is this wrong?” fishing with no story

If it’s true enough and specific enough, it runs.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I (M42) made a Tinder account shortly after my divorce. I originally didn't have a preference between those my age and those who were 18-24, so I was expecting to just get a mixed bag and maybe have a little fun with a single MILF. However, I ended up finding and matching with the profile of a girl (F19) I used to teach in my high school History class. For privacy reasons, I'll refer to her as Anna.

She was skinny, had straight, blonde, spaghetti-like hair, and her tits weren't very big but her slender build and cute face made up for it. I never made a pass on back in school because, well, obviously, but now that she was 19 and graduated, I thought, "Fuck it, let's see."

To my surprise, Anna ended up messaging me back! She was just as suprised as I was to find me on the app but was okay with it because she actually had a thing for older guys. We decided to meet up at a local park, underneath the big gazebo they have there.

A few days later, I arrived at the park and walked over to the gazebo and saw her sitting there. God, she was hot. After some small talk (mainly just catching up) we got in my car and I started driving us back to my house. We discussed things we wanted to do, boundaries, hard lines, etc. Thankfully, even though she was somewhat nervous, she was fully okay with me having sex with her, and even asked me not to be gentle.

We got back to my house. After we came inside and I shut the door, we began making out in the bedroom. This turned into taking each other's clothes off, leading Anna to trace her tongue all over my big, hairy belly. She sucked my cock and swallowed all my cum afterwards.

I asked her if she liked sucking old cock more than the cocks of boys her age, and she said "Yes, daddy." I ended up fucking her pussy that night, first in missionary, then doggystyle. I spanked her ass a few times as we did it from behind. At the very end, I came all over her back and collapsed on the bed, exhausted in the best way possible. We cuddled naked in bed all afternoon. When we woke up around dinnertime, Anna was smiling like I'd never seen any girl smile before. It was at that moment that I realized she had to be mine. I was the man who pleased her so much, and I wondered how long she'd wanted me to fuck her for (maybe even back in school?).

I ordered pizza and we got dressed. We watched some TV in the living room while cuddling again, and afterwards she said she had to go because her curfew time wasn't very far away. I kissed her goodbye and said "Make sure you call me again, sweetie." She smiled. After a few minutes, her Uber driver arrived and took her home.

Thankfully, Anna called me that night. We were in the middle of planning our next meet-up when I heard her mom ask, in the background, who she was talking to. She told her mom "Just one of my friends from school, mom."

Good girl, Anna. Good girl. :)

*Also, looking for online barely-legal girls! If this story got you wet, hit me up!*

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I FOUND A FORMER STUDENT ON TINDER AND FU*KED HER

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I always end up sex chatting with different guys or women. I like exploring sexually as well and sexchat with old men as well. Flashing my tits after exchanging telegram with them.

I always told to myself that I'll stop doing it, but end up doing it once again. To be honest, I'm high libido woman and a bit big chest than most asian, so I'm boobie-obsessed girly.

I may not into PURE dominant guys or women. But I enjoy submissive guys/girls more or rather, more comfortable with switch person because I am too.

Idk how it will stop, but I enjoy this.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

26F I CAN'T STOP MYSELF

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I (24F) have been with my boyfriend (26M) for almost two years. We live together in a flat in Manchester. Sex was always fine. Then a month ago he changed it without really meaning to.
We were on the sofa after dinner. I was already on my knees when he laughed, opened his banking app, and sent me forty quid. He said I was his for the night. That was it.
I should have found it stupid. Instead I felt it immediately, low and sharp, and I didn’t stop. Afterward I told him it was just a joke. He didn’t argue. He just did it again the next time.
Now it’s the routine. Sometimes the money hits while I’m still at work. Sometimes it’s waiting when I get in. Fifty. A hundred. More if he wants something particular. I check the notification, get wet, and go to him. We have been having sex constantly.
I keep telling myself the money is going toward rent or a holiday or whatever lie makes it feel less obvious. It isn’t about the money. It’s that he can name a price and I still drop to my knees. I like being bought. I like that I don’t pretend otherwise anymore.
This morning I came out of the shower and he was still in bed on his phone. He didn’t look up right away. Then he asked, like it was nothing, what if he paid me to sleep with a girl.
He said I could pick her. Anyone I wanted. He’d watch if I let him. He’d pay extra if I let him decide what happened once she was there.
I laughed and told him he was being ridiculous. He shrugged and said think about it.
I have not thought about anything else.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

MY BOYFRIEND STARTED PAYING ME FOR S*X AS A JOKE AND NOW I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT WHAT HE OFFERED THIS MORNING ..

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I CHEATED ON MY HUSBAND WITH A WEALTHY MAN IN ENGLAND AND I THINK I WAS MORE IN LOVE WITH HIS LIFE THAN HIM.....

I haven't told anyone this and I need to get it out somewhere. Last year I met a man from England through work. He was significantly wealthier than anyone I'd ever been around before and lived in a completely different world from me. At first it was harmless but we kept talking and eventually it turned into an affair.

I told my husband I'd been promoted and that the new position required me to spend more time in England. There was some truth about work requiring travel but nowhere near as much as I made him believe. I ended up spending weeks there over several trips staying with this man while my husband thought I was working.

When I was back in the US we mostly talked through encrypted chats and encrypted phone calls because he was extremely private and didn't want messages showing up anywhere obvious. I became ridiculously good at compartmentalizing the whole thing.

The worst part is that looking back I'm not even sure I was in love with him. I think I was addicted to his life. The houses, restaurants, people he knew, never thinking about what anything cost. Being around him made me feel like I'd temporarily stepped into somebody else's existence.

Things between us have gone cold recently. His messages became less frequent and now we barely speak. I expected to be devastated but instead I've found myself looking at my husband and realizing how badly I've fucked everything up. He's still the person I actually want to come home to. He's been completely normal and loving through all of this because he has no idea what I've been doing. I miss my marriage even though technically I'm still in it.

I know how horrible that sounds and I don't really have an excuse. I think I got completely carried away by money, status and the feeling of being wanted by someone who lived that kind of life and now that it's disappearing I'm realizing what I was willing to throw away for it.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

Submitted. Married. Edited just enough.

Hubby took me to see the band I’d wanted live for years. Tight black sleeveless rock shirt. Short dark purple skirt. No panties, because I liked the chance of flashing while we danced. He thought that part was for him. A little of it was.

We drank. I drank too much. First band winding down, everybody moving, and I could feel eyes on me every time I went for another drink. I told him I had to pee.

On the way to the port-a-potties the eyes were still there. One guy in particular wouldn’t look away. I was feeling mean and stupid and adventurous so I lifted the skirt and showed him I wasn’t wearing anything under it.

He didn’t even say anything. Left his friends and followed me. I found one open, held the door, locked it behind us.

He was on me immediately. Kissing me, hand straight on my bare pussy, aggressive in a way I didn’t want him to stop. He pulled his fingers out, wiped them on my skirt, turned me around and bent me over the toilet face-down. Then he pushed in.

I don’t know if it was how wrong it was or how he handled me, but I was soaked. He fucked me like that for a few minutes, shoved deep, and came inside me.

We kissed again. I said thank you. He went back to his friends. I went back to my husband.

[The Night Desk @nightdesk_]

I got used at a concert.
Hubby thought the no-panties thing was for him.