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One of the most interesting things about X-Men: Days of Future Past is that the future isn't saved by simply defeating a powerful enemy.
Wolverine has to bring together younger versions of Charles Xavier and Magneto, two men whose opposing beliefs have repeatedly driven them apart.
Charles must rediscover hope, while Erik remains convinced that humans will always threaten mutants.
Their differences are exactly what make the mission difficult.
The movie reminds us that changing the future sometimes begins with changing the people who are shaping it.
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My boyfriend lost his job, and I gave him 30 days to start paying me rent or move out.
We’d lived together for two years. When he was employed, we split everything down the middle, even though I earned almost twice his salary.
When the company laid him off, he asked if I could cover the full rent temporarily while he looked for another job.
I said yes for one month.
That month became three. He was applying for jobs, attending interviews, and taking small freelance projects, but he still couldn’t contribute the same amount.
I started resenting every little thing. Seeing him asleep when I left for work annoyed me. Hearing him say an interview went well annoyed me. Even when he cooked dinner, I felt like he was trying to make up for money he wasn’t bringing in.
Then my landlord increased the rent, and I told him he had until the end of the month to pay his half.
He stared at me and said, “You know I’m not refusing to work, right?”
I told him I wasn’t running a charity.
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We are your parents, and we love you.
Those words alone give her strength. As parents, we have to listen to our kids and support them positively.
We love you,
Common go see this movie, fam
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I’m posting this anonymously because I’m still trying to make sense of what happened to me at work.
I’m 29, and until recently, I truly liked my job. I was a front desk supervisor at a hotel outside Columbus, Ohio. The pay was fair, my coworkers were wonderful, and for once, I’d found a workplace where I actually felt at ease.
My manager, Daniel, was 41 and divorced. He’d always been friendly with me. Sometimes he brought me coffee during the morning shift or asked how my weekend had been. I didn’t think anything of it. I figured he was just being kind.
Then his behavior became more personal.
He started texting me after work and asking whether I was dating anyone. I responded politely at first. Before long, he was complimenting my looks and telling me I deserved a man who would take care of me.....
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that the man thought he could intimidate or mistreat a child because he believed the child was helpless. Unfortunately for him, he didn’t know the child’s father was a highly skilled and dangerous fighter. 😂
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Loki tried to control Tony Stark with the scepter and it didn't work. Was it the arc reactor, or is Tony's ego just that strong? 👇
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He pulled me onto his face and made me ride his mouth while he fingered my bùtt, and we fùckèd all night from 1 in the morning until about 6:30 am.
My whole body was shaking by the end of it but I was absolutely obsessed with being turned on so much that I couldn't stop.
I'm quite tight and usually in pain from penetration, meaning i was bled for most of the next day from it, but in the moment the pleasure was so overwhelming that I didn't care at all, if anything I wish he had bruised me a bit more.
even when I went clubbing recently I spotted this shy looking boy with glasses on from across the room .
I hadn't seen him utter a word to anyone all night but even just imagining him look at me made me so wet, and I've thought about him too while I touch myself at night and in the day.
is it normal to be turned on this often?
I wish I was someone's plaything to be used (or girlfriend) so I could at least satisfy myself when I get these urges, I'd be fùckìng them multiple times a day, every day.
That would be a dream, especially if it was an older guy who actually knew what he was doing so that I could just turn my brain off. just thought id get this all off of my chest haha.
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Obsessed with mâșturbation and imagining getting fùckèd (f35)
lately I've been absolutely obsessed with touching myself, all day every day (and currently at least 4 times a day)... I dont know if it's the season, or my hormones, or maybe I just need a hobby?
haha, but I could be doing the most normal thing, like watching a lecture, and start squeezing my legs together fantasising about an older man touching me, having me under his desk to pleasure him while he marks papers, or fùckìng me hard and breeding me against his office door for being a bad girl and not participating in class. shoving his còck down my throat in return for a better grade.
I'm quite an introverted and shy girl in person so im the worst at making a move with guys, even if I wished they would rip my clothes off and rail me, but only proper sex I've had in about a year was 2 weeks ago, and I've daydreamed about it since .
I (F 34) sat on the couch next to her right after her boyfriend came in me
We were just supposed to hang out. She invited me over and said her boyfriend would be there too, but told me not to worry because he’s chill.
He was a little too chill. I kept catching him staring at me while she made popcorn, and he didn’t even look away. It didn’t even take an hour.
She went to take a shower and he followed me into the guest room. I should’ve told him to stop, but I didn’t.
He pushed me against the dresser, pulled my shorts down, and I was already soaked. He asked if I wanted him. I just nodded.
He didn’t even bother taking my clothes off. Just pushed my pantiêş to the side and slid in raw. It was fast and rough. I came really quick, face buried in the blanket while he had his hand over my mouth so she wouldn’t hear.
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How nice to see this 😍
A man had been dating his boyfriend for almost three years. He covered most of their expenses because his boyfriend earned less, and he genuinely believed they were building a future together.
He paid his boyfriend’s rent whenever he fell short, sent money for groceries, helped him replace his broken phone, and even covered some of his younger brother’s school expenses.
He never complained because he believed that was what loving someone meant.
What he didn't understand was why his boyfriend always had an excuse whenever he suggested spending a weekend at his place.
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MY BOYFRIEND BOOKED US A ROOM IN VEGAS AND TOLD ME TO PRETEND WE WERE STRANGERS. I WAS PLAYING ALONG UNTIL A WOMAN WALKED UP TO HIM AND SAID, “YOU PROMISED YOU WOULDN’T BRING ANOTHER GIRL HERE.”
I'm 22, and my boyfriend, Tyler, has always had a wild imagination.
He's the kind of man who turns an ordinary Tuesday into a surprise date and once drove three hours because I mentioned wanting to see the ocean at night.
So when he told me he'd planned something special for our anniversary in Las Vegas, I wasn't surprised.
What surprised me was the envelope he handed me when we checked into our hotel.
Inside was a black dress, a room key, and a handwritten note.
Tonight, we're strangers. You don't know my name, and I don't know yours. If you see me downstairs, you have to come introduce yourself.
I laughed.
"Are you serious?"
He adjusted his watch and grinned.
"Dead serious. Meet me at the bar at nine."
At 9:15, I walked into the hotel bar wearing the dress he'd picked out.
Tyler was sitting alone, looking ridiculously handsome in a black suit.
I approached him.
"Is this seat taken?"
He looked up slowly, pretending he'd never seen me before.
"Depends. Are you always this beautiful, or did you dress up for someone?"
I nearly burst out laughing.
"That line must work on every woman in here."
"There's only one way to find out."
We spent the next hour flirting like two people who'd just met. He bought me drinks, asked about my life, and somehow made me blush harder than he had in two years of dating.
Then he leaned closer.
"Can I ask you something personal?"
"Depends on the question."
"If you met a man tonight who made you feel the way I make you feel, would you give him your number?"
I smiled.
"Maybe. Is he rich?"
He laughed so loudly that the bartender looked over.
Everything was going perfectly until a tall blonde woman approached our table.
She looked directly at Tyler.
Then she looked at me.
Her smile disappeared.
"Tyler?"
He went completely still.
I turned to him, expecting him to break character and explain that she was part of the game.
Instead, he stood up.
"Madison. What are you doing here?"
The woman folded her arms.
"That's funny. I was about to ask you the same thing."
I stared at both of them.
She pointed at me.
"Is this the woman?"
Tyler didn't answer.
My stomach dropped.
The woman shook her head in disbelief.
"You told me you were coming here alone."
I slowly turned toward my boyfriend.
"Tyler, what the hell is she talking about?"
He reached for my hand, but I pulled away.
Then Madison said something that made the entire night feel different.
"Wait. He hasn't told you about the penthouse?"
I stared at her.
"What penthouse?"
She looked at Tyler, then back at me.
And with a little laugh, she said:
"Girl, if you're celebrating your anniversary, you might want to ask him why he booked the same room for us last year."
Tyler closed his eyes.
And suddenly, I wasn't sure whether this was still part of his fantasy.
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When you try at first what did you see.
Squint your eye 👁 to reveal the human messages trying to pass.
I Let My Roommate’s Boyfriend Fingêr Me While She Was in the Shower
My roommate was in the shower. Her boyfriend was on the couch scrolling his phone. I’d been walking around in just a tank top and shorts all day because the AC was broken. He kept glancing at my legs.
I sat next to him and asked if he wanted a drink. He said sure. When I came back I sat closer than I needed to. His hand ended up on my thigh. I didn’t move it.
We stayed like that for a minute, both of us pretending to watch the TV.
He slid his hand higher. I opened my legs a little. His fingers went under the leg of my shorts and found me already wèt. He started rubbing slow circles. I bit my lip and kept my eyes on the screen.
The shower was still running. He pushed one finger in, then two. I rocked my hips just enough for him to feel it. He curled them and I had to grip the cushion so I wouldn’t make a sound.
F41 My husband thinks I was at my sister’s last weekend
I’m 41. Married fifteen years. My sister lives about an hour away. I told my husband I was going to stay with her Friday and Saturday so we could catch up. I did go to her place Friday night.
Saturday morning I left and drove to a hotel instead.I met a man there I’ve been talking to for a few months. We spent the whole day in the room.
He fùckèd me on the bed, in the shower, and again later before I had to leave. He came inside me every time. I showered, got dressed, and drove back to my sister’s so I could head home Sunday like I planned.
My husband asked how the weekend was. I told him we just stayed in and watched movies.
He believed me. I still have the hotel receipt in my email. The man has already asked when I can get away again and I haven’t said no.



















