Confession Point

In the mid-eighties we took our holiday in the South of France.
We were both in our late twenties then.
We had travelled down by coach, and during the journey we got chatting to a couple during the rest stops, although a they were a bit older then us. They were staying on the site next to us, but promised to visit us sometime during the holiday. “I hope they don’t my wife said later. I didn’t like him (the husband) very much at all. He gives me the creeps”.
By the second week we’d forgotten about them, and on the Wednesday evening we were going to the Karaoke night at the local bar, which was upstairs above the site supermarket.
I’d persuaded my wife, Mary,to go without knickers that evening, although she had on a very short skirt. I’d assured her that no one could see anything, even when she sat down. (This was not true but she believed me) We were just finishing our drinks, ready to go, when someone knocked the door. It was the couple from the coach. “Hello” they said “We thought we’d see if we could buy you a drink”. We told them where we were going and felt obliged to them invite along. They came in and had a drink with us. I took the opportunity to give my wife another glass as well. We were soon ready to go and made our way to the bar. As soon as he saw the bar was upstairs the husband somehow got between me and Mary and followed her up the stairs, keeping 2 or 3 steps between them, allowing him a birds eye view up her skirt. It was very obvious to me that he had a good view of her hairy cunt as she climbed the stairs above him. She was totally unaware of the show she had given the old letch, and still does not know.
After the show was over we went back to our caravan for a nightcap. Mary and I sat on the settee, he sat on the seat directly opposite, his wife to our left He had a birds eye view up my wifes skirt again. Mary was totally unaware because of my earlier white lie. Her pussy was again on show for him to see. As he finished his drink he said that he would like to take a few pictures of us to remember us by. He knelt on the floor and took half a dozen photos in total. Each one would show Mary’s hairy cunt.He thanked us and suggested to his wife that she exchanged addresses with Mary so they could keep in touch. Knowing Mary’s thoughts of him I know she grudgingly agreed.
Would we see them again?

When i was 13 i had sex with my best friend’s mom 4 the 3rd time

I was at a buddy’s house having a couple of beers and watching football. My team was up at halftime by 2 touchdowns when we made a bet on the game. I joked, that if I won, he would have to give me a blowjob, and to my surprise, he took the bet. I could not believe it – I was up by 2 touchdowns. But he said that if I lost, I would have to blow Rex, his German Shepherd. He was serious! My team was outplaying the other and getting the ball at the start of the 2nd half, so I took the bet.

I lost! Could not believe it! Surely he would not make me go through with it, would he? He whistled for Rex and my heart went into my throat. I protested and he laughed, a bet is a bet.

Well this dog has a monster dick, and I figured, let me get it over with – besides, I knew my buddy would not tell anyone. I knew things about him, that he would not want to be known. So I got under Rex and put the dogs dick in my mouth and started sucking. That damn thing got bigger and I liked to gag. As Rex is humping my mouth, my buddy’s wife walks into the room and freaks out! She was supposed to be out of town. “What the hell is going on?” I am sick I am so embarrased.

Well she has agreed to keep it a secret, but now when I go over, I have to strip naked and suck the dog. She watches and cheers me on. I am kinda getting used to it and look forward to my visits. Except, the last time I was there, she said the next time I come by, she wants Rex to fuck me.

I don’t know – that dog does have a big dick!!!

I met a guy through a friend of mine and he is in prison. I feel like some stereotypical “prison hag”, but I know I’m not. In fact, I have a well paying job and great friends and no problem dating. But this man is something else, and I think I could wait years for him to get out. I don’t tell anyone about him. He is my secret shame, of which I feel so guilty about.

I’m 41, married, and gay. My wife knows about it, and gives me hand jobs and whispers in my ear how she’d like to see me have sex with another man.

One night a friend was over visiting my girlfriend and me. We all got pretty drunk and my girlfriend offered to masturbate for us. The next thing is we both took our cocks out and started stroking them while watching her. Then he said that he wanted to stroke my cock so I let him. He did me real good and I shot a huge load all over my girlfriends tits. She loved it and then she sucked him off while I played with his balls. We all enjoyed it but now I feel weird when I see him. I wouldn’t mind playing with him again though.

I love my boyfriend and he is really good at fucking but one thing he won’t do is go down on my pussy. He says he’s just not into it but he doesn’t understand that I really need him to do this for me. I want to feel his tongue on my clit while he fingers my ass. Yeah baby!

I am in love with Emma but the problem is that I am thirty years older than her. She is so cute and sexy that I get hard whenever I am near her. I would love to taste her pussy. Just writing this makes me want to jerk off.

I hate niggers. They are nothing but loud, ignorant human beings. Next time your walking in a crowd such as at the mall, or exiting a movie theater, watch as niggers push people out of there way or have a new found scream that is actually laughing.

I have this fantasy and don`t know if it is normal to have something like this or not.I would like for me and my wife and another guy go to a club and drink and dance. Him and I would not get drunk but let my wife get drunk. We`d go home and carry her to bed and i`d ask him to help me get her blouse off of her.I`d pull it off of her and then take her bra off to.She has a beautiful set of 42DD breasts and this should wake the other guy up some.Then i`d ask him if he wanted to stay here as he had been drinking.He would say yes and i`d say “well,get undressed then,you may as well sleep here with me and my wife”.

I`d let a light on in the hallway so it wasn`t real dark in our bedroom.I`d slip her slacks off and pull her panties off,and start sucking her breasts and fingering her cunt.I would see that he is starting to get hard by this time and tell him it was ok if he sucked her breasts and fingered her.She would be moaning slightly by this time and i`d get between her legs and start licking her clit.By this time she is starting to work her cunt and moaning pretty good.I`d crawl out from between her legs and go back to sucking her tits,noticing that he is really hard by now.Damn,it must be at least nine inches long. I`d tell him to get between her legs and see if she could take all of him.He gets between her legs and puts them over his shoulders and starts to slip the head in.As i`m sucking her tits i can see everything that goes on.

He gets about half that big cock in her and her ass comes off the bed and she groans and starts bucking against his big cock.I tell him to put it in slowly,as she isn1t used to a cock like that.He`s pushing it in slowly and i watch until about a little over eight inches is inside her.She is groaning and moaning now and it doesn`t seem to be going much farther in her.I tell him to just push it in gently until it is all inside her.He does and it finally is all inside her.She is groaning and moaning now and her ass is coming off the bed and her legs are tight around him with her heels on his ass pushing him down faster and faster.They`re kissing and she is exploring the inside of his mouth with her tongue.Her moans are getting louder and her breathing is more ragged now.

She asks him if he is close,and he says “hold on,I`ll pump you faster and catch up with you”.He is up on his hands and knees now and pumping the hell out of her,and she is coming up off the bed to meet his every thrust.He then tells her he is close now and she says”give it to me as hard as you can and shoot a big load inside me”.He is now ramming all nine inches in her and her ass is coming off the bed to take every inch of his big cock.He lets out a couple of small moans and stops moving and i can see his body starting to shake slightly as he is overwhelmed by the feelings as his load courses through his big cock.As she feels the first load of semen splash inside her she moans and starts ramming her cunt up to take all his cock.She is moaning and thrasing now and telling him how good his cock and cum feels inside her hot cunt.He starts puching it in and out gently and i can see the cum squeezing out between her cunt and his cock.Omg,what a sight,I`d give anything to see that.

They lay there kissing and she tells him that is the biggest cock she has every had.She said it hurt when it went all the way in,but it wasn`t long until it felt good and she started to work her ass.She gets on her knees and starts kissing him and kissing down his chest.She reaches down and takes hold of his cock and then puts her lips around that enormous head on it.She takes it in as far as she can and there still is about four inches outside her mouth.I think to myself,omg,wish i had a cock like that,she even said if i had one like that i could fuck the shit out of her every night.As he is getting ready to leave she asks if we could do it again.I said “heck yes we can”.I fantasize about this all the time but don`t know what to say to see how wife feels about doing something like this.I`d give anything to have this happen.

I love my boyfriend very much but I especially love sucking his cock. I can’t get enough of it.

The guy I used to strip naked for on webcam just contacted me again after 9 months. I broke off contact with him after I first got together with my boyfriend and I felt horrible that I did it so abruptly. He is a maddening, sensual guy who could make me do anything he wanted purely by the power of words. And most of the manipulation wasn’t fought against, I’m worried about falling into his grasps again. But my secret is… I kind of want to.

I regularly break into my friends’ email accounts and read their messages. I first did it to see if a mutual friend was still in contact with one of them, but now it’s become fun and secretive. It makes me feel closer to them.

So there’s this girl, and I like her. Everyone tells me to get with her but I am nervous to ask her because I am afraid of rejection. She’s so pretty though. I think I love her

I’m not sure i like boys, because i’ve never kissed one.

I’ve been on my guy about being honest but the reason I know he isn’t is because I snooped into his email. I plan to come clean and I’m scared to death, but we truly love each other and I need to tell him to change his password and what I did.

I lie to my friends abt wtchng porn. I watch but i lie and say i don’t

I’ve seen some recent confessions where guys show off their drunk or sleeping wife.
I would want to see mine being well fucked.
I’d love to see some strange cock giving her a good shagging, before filling her with cum.
I’m sure this will never happen as I love my wife, but the fantasy is always there

I love the idea of exposing my wife to other men. However,the only times this has been possible is when she’s had too much to drink. This is the story of my first time
On her birthday I booked an Italian restaurant on the other side of the city. I decided we would get a cab, and not have to worry about driving home. I’d bought my wife a great wrap-around dress, that came to her knees. While waiting for the cab we had a couple of drinks. When the cab came my wife got in first, and nestled herself in the centre of the seat. Her dress rode up her thigh a little, and I noticed the driver. a large overweight man, adjust his mirror so that he was looking directly at my wife’s legs. She was totally unaware of this. At the resaurant, I asked the cabbie if he could pick us up at 11.30. “My pleasure” he said
By the time we came to leave the restaurant my wife had had maybe one drink too many, and was a little unsteady on her feet. As I guided outside, the cabbie driver was there waiting. Once again I sat her in the centre of the backseat, and climbed in beside her. She laid her head back and was soon out of it. I shook her shoulder but no response. As earlier the cabbie had adjusted his mirror, and was looking at my wifes legs, as her skirt had parted. Knowing she was not going to be aware of what was happening, I carefully slid my hand up her dress and rubbed her pussy, aware that the driver was taking it all in. I then folded back her dress allowing him a clear view of her panties. He tried hard not to be obvious, but I could see him looking at every opportunity. I then took the edge of her panties and folded them under, exposing one half of her pussy lips. I then dropped my head back, allowing to see whatever he wanted. As we arrived back at our flat, I covered my wife over, and woke her up.
The driver took the fare, and said that if we ever needed a cab again to ask for him.
Since then, I’ve had 2 more opportunities to show her off, which I’ll related later.

I still love him. So much. And he loves me but we can’t get our shit together long enough to do anything about it.

In the meantime, I’m going to stay with a boyfriend who has no idea he can’t win this competition.

I have the most awful confession to make. I am in lust with my own biological mother. I feel terrible about it. I am a happily married man with a young child. I love my wife, but I can not overcome my lustful desire for my own mother. When I make love to my wife I close my eyes when I am ready to cum and imagine that I am having sex with my mother and that I will impregnate her with my own child/sibling. I even masturbate to the same fantasy daily. It has nothing to do with looks – my mom is not an attractive woman at all, and my wife is very attractive. I am just excited by breaking the ultimate taboo with her. I have never admitted this to my wife, although I feel I should. I have admitted it to my mom accidentally. I often spent the night at her house while I was in college (she lived not far away), and she once caught me on her computer reading mother-son incest stories. I admitted that I wanted to have sex with her, which horrified her. She has forgiven me, but our relationship has never been the same since. She is always a little bit on edge around me, and won’t even hug me any more (since it will arouse me). I wish that I could take this lust away, but I can’t. If I could just have sex with her once, I’m sure I’d be fine, but I know it won’t happen. I am sorry mom, and I am sorry to my wife.

I am an older, married gentleman , because of medical reasons my wife can not have sexual activities . My sex drive is verry high and I do please myself a few times a day and do enjoy sharing with Ladies on the Internet on cam when possible but only with mature women . I use to feel bad about it but no longer do . I greatess joy is to share thoughts constant_craving2006@yahoo.com

I have fantasies about my history teacher. I see him everyday and it drives me wild. He’s married and has two kids, and I’d never do anything about it, but a girl is allowed to dream, right?

I’m scared I’ve just become that girl who’s just there to fuck when he feels like it. But I’m not, and i refuse to be. I miss him endlessly. I think about him whenever he’s not with me. Which is pretty much all the time.
I keep telling myself that he would be with me if he could, and he would try if he could. But now I’m beginning to doubt that,
When will I get to be with him?

I sent an anonymous letter to a Muslim girl I knew whose parents were really traditional, telling them that she was not a virgin. She got disowned and had to move to New York. I did it because she used to date the guy I ended up marrying, and I thought she was much hotter than me. It drove me nuts with jealousy.

i got a 8 inch dick and its pretty thick im only 14, but when my dick is not erected its only around 4 inches long. is that normal?

While my wife was sleeping, the window cleaners came. I don’t know why, but i opened the curtains, and pulled back the bedclothes, leaving her completely exposed. I left the bedroom door slightly ajar and stood on the landing so that I could see the window cleaner when he got to the window. He did a double take when he saw my wife then went back down the ladder. Within seconds the other cleaner was up the ladder enjoying the view too.
I regretted my actions afterwards, but at the time it was great

I watched a guy fuck my wife once when she’d had too much to drink at a party.

Oh God.
I think I might be pregnant.
I’m so frightened.

My boyfriend finally talked me into having anal sex. It was the BEST sex I’ve ever had. I’ve never had a more intense orgasm than when I could feel his hard cock thrusting in and out of my ass. The problem being when he pulled out there was crap on the end of the condom. It really grossed him out and now he refuses to do it again. I think I might have to start cheating on him just to get someone willing to fuck me in the ass. Now that I’ve felt how great it is, I cant just not do it anymore.

I think that if I stay “friends” with my ex long enough he’ll want to get back together with me. Deep down I know its not true, and that when he starts fucking some other girl I’ll be heartbroken, but I cant help myself. I cant imagine my life without him.

I have been with my boyfriend fro three and a half y ears, but recently, i have messed around with another guy. Since my boyfriend is the only person I have ever been with, I am scared to have sex with the other guy. But I want to soooo bad. God, I want his cock. When I can finally end it with my boyfriend and completely get over him, the other guy will be the first on my list to fuck. I can’t wait for the new experience. My pussy aches every time I think about his thick perfect cock.

ihate fucking niggers…they can all goto hell…they fucking smell like pig assholes…i hate their hygine habits, their odors, their voices, there fucking lips, they look like fucking silverback gorillas, i hate how they turn white girls into nigger loving sluts,woogieboogie niggerswoogie boogie!! they go to the movie theatre and u cant see them but u can here their fucking jungle noices

Bless me, reader, for I have sinned. It’s been ten years since my last confession.

My last real confession, that is – locked in a dingy upright coffin, talking into a screen and trying to remember the words to the Act of Contrition.
Actually, it’s been about an hour and a half since my last confession.

I started on postsecret. It’s an organization (or maybe just some guy) to which people send homemade postcards illustrating their secrets and fears. Among today’s posts are “I can’t decide if I like being married or not” and “I know it’s not possible, but I would like to have a vagina, and a penis.”

But there’s no depth to the postsecret stories. You get a catchy little tidbit of someone’s deepest darkest, but…the more I read the more I wanted. Postsecret is the in for most of us, then you hear about other online confessionals: grouphug.us, dailyconfession.com, sosecret.com, rawconfessions, confessionsjunkie, e-admit, Keyfess – the list goes on. Coming from a Catholic education, tho, my fav has always been notproud. It separates the vices into seven categories. Lol, what else? The seven deadly sins.

“I assume a paternalistic attitude with my girlfriend whenever she steps her toe slightly out of line, and spank her until she cries. I tell her it’s for her own good, but I really do it because it turns me on.” Sec Today’s lust. Aren’t people disgusting?

I know it’s sort of sadistic and weird, this obsession with other people’s cruel idiosyncrasies. It also becomes a kind of self-aggrandizing ritual. You think, ‘Ok, I may have been a heinous bitch to my best friend today but check out this bastard who beats his gf to get off.’ You spend a few weeks observing but then one day at work the perfect one-liner confession pops into your head. After that, you’re just a few doubleclicks away from being glued to the monitor every time your boss takes a piss. Crazy, I know, but look who I’m talking to…you’re reading my LJ and unless you’re my sister Meredith or my bf Tom, you’re most def an established blogspotter.

My first online confession: “I use my roommate’s toothbrush after she leaves in the morning.” Since then, I’ve gone on to admit petty theft, sexual fantasies, felonies, even how I bought most of my undergrad thesis online – always anonymous, mixed in with hundreds of other daily divulgences…tho maybe I should call them indulgences.

I read the following postsecret this afternoon –

“Two months after cheating on me, my boyfriend got an e-mail from the girl he slept with – she wrote to tell him she was pregnant. I erased the e-mail and he has NO idea.”

and I thought, ‘is this a confession at all?’

Fessing up to something online is like admitting it to the trees in your backyard, only with a few thousand megabites of decadence thrown into the mix.

Confession has always been a selfish thing. Most of the time people confess to unburden themselves and in the process burden the wronged with their wrongdoing. But the point is that you’re overcome with guilt, so you put it out there and deal with whatever consequences ensue.

But what happens when there are no consequences?

I mean, drop me a line if you think I’m wrong, but I want to say that confession has typically been one of two things: you either confessed to God’s earthly proxy and received penitence in form of prayer, or you just came out and told the person you’d screwed over and braced for the impact of whatever emotional ramifications came along with the admission.

When you have neither the social/emo shit flying back at you, nor the threat of spontaneous divine retribution, what becomes of the act of confession?

Notproud’s gluttony of the day is “Pot is more important to me than my boyfriend.” Where’s the self-reproach in that? Half the confessions are written in an unmistakably boastful tone – that’s the fun of it. That’s how I got hooked. Notproud cyber-salutes sin.

Confession comes like everything for our generation, wrapped in greasy waxed paper with fries on the side. No waiting. No relevant worldly acknowledgement. No emotional consequences. No absolution.

The confessional blog is an orgy, hundreds of people linked into one big gluttonous, masturbatory celebration of their transgressions.

My last online confession: I have blogged with my friends’ secrets. I fucked around on my last boyfriend and told thousands of strangers, but not him. I have sinned and gone unpunished. I’m getting ready to post these confessions now.

one day i went to the bank and stole all the money out of my grandpa and grandmas bank account. i also took all the money out of my parents accounts as well. i ended up not telling them and i bought all the supplements for weight lifting i could possibly buy. Now my grandparents are broke and they have to live in a one room section 8 and my parents are drug addicts because they have no more money. i never told them and they never bothered to find out where it all went. As i type this i have many supplements rushing through my system and i dont feel guilty at all. Also i have fantasies about doing dogs and cats in the back room of the dollar general store i work at. Could this be a problem?

I would like to kiss every sweet inch of my boss’s sexy ass. She is 37 y.o. 5’8″ long light brown hair, very classy and sexy. When I first met her I couldn’t stand her. Now I think about making love to her all the time. When I worked with her last, she was bent over and I couldn’t take my eyes off her cute little butt. She is married and has four children and I know my chances are next to nil.

This summer we drove from Bristol to the Lake District. My wive wore a wrap around skirt and blouse. By the time we had reached Birmingham she was fast asleep. I took the opportunity to pull her skirt open, revealing her sheer white panties. I left her like this and drove alongside as many lorries and vans as possible to ensure the drivers got a good look at her.

While my wife was sleeping off too much to drink, I called room service for some coffee, knowing the lecherous old mn who run the small hotel would bring it. I told him to come in if there was no answer to his knock as I would be in the bathroom. I pulled back the covers from the bed, comletely exposing my wife. I spread her legs a little, so that her pussy was visble. I then went into the bathroom and starting running the shower. I heard the knock on the door and the manager enter. He must have been in the room 5 minutes before he left.
At breakfst the next morning he asked me if I enjoyed the coffee, and to call him anytime I wanted room service

I have this secret fantasy to be scratched during sex. Just enought to draw blood on my back, stomach, legs and arms. That would be amazing. But I’m scared to ask for it.

I was still in High School, I had a big cock and was horny all the time, jerked off at least 3 times a day. My body is small and slim with very little hair, 5″4″,125lbs. My fat cut 7″ cock looked huge on me. I had been jerking off thinking about gay sex lately, I was very turned on by the fantasy of having sex with an older man, and having a cock in my ass.

I got a job working after school and weekends at a antique shop, it was ran by 2 older gay gentleman, very nice gentleman who were always flirting and teasing me. An older very distinguished looking handsome customer came in the store, he was a silver haired fox who looked like he had money.

The owners knew him well, he bought a small end table and asked the owners if I could help him unload it at his house, I thought this was kind of suspicous since it didn’t weigh much but my horniness and curiousity made me jump at the chance. We rode in his SUV to a big house in a ritzy neighborhood and I carried the end table into his house. He gave me a tour, it was huge and very nice, there was an indoor hot tub and he asked me if I wanted to soak for a while, I told him I didn’t have a swim suit and he laughed and told me I could go without, he always did.

I was getting turned on so I started to undress, my tank top came off first and my back was turned to him and I pulled down my cutoffs, no underwear and bent over to finish removing my cutoffs, it was a turn on to expose my ass to him, he watched me climb into the hot tub, my cock was rock hard. I watched him take off his shirt, he had a sexy chest covered with silver hair, he pulled down his pants and underwear in one motion exposing a beautiful 8″ cut cock, very fat. We sat in the tub for five minutes talking, he asked me if I wanted a massage, I moved over close to him with my back to him and sort of sat on his lap, I could feel that big cock, I started moving my ass around until it was between my cheeks, I moved up and down, it felt so hot, made my asshole spasm. He was rubbing my shoulders and back, he reached around and started massaging my inner thighs making my cock twitch, finally he started stroking my cock, I was so turned on it was all I could do not to cum. He had me stand up and started tonguing my ass while stroking my cock, I was in pleasure overload and exploded cum after about two minutes of this.

We went into his bedroom, still naked and dried off, he put his hands on my shoulders and gently pushed me to my knees, grabbed the back of my head and guided me to his cock. I sucked on it hungrily feeling it get harder in my mouth, when he was rock hard he guided me to the bed and had me lay on my stomach. He ate my ass again this time harder, getting his tongue up inside me, this made my cock hard again, I relaxed and felt my boypussie open up. Next he slowly inserted one of his fingers , it kind of hurt at first but then I started to love the feeling. Two fingers was next with some lube, he two finger fucked me for along time, I loved how it felt, like I was getting stretched. I was moaning and moving my ass up and down.

He stopped and put his big cock back in my mouth, I sucked him for maybe a minute and he pulled out and rolled on a condom, had me get down doggie style got behind me and pushed that big cock head against my tight hole. He slowly pushed, I thought it was to big and would never fit, all of a sudden it popped in, the sensation took my breath away, it felt so huge and it hurt a little, but I was starting to relax and it was feeling better by the second.

He slowly pushed in until he was deep inside me and moved in and out very slowly to start with, it still burned but the thought of getting fucked, having a big cock inside me was such a turn on.

He fucked me for a long time, after I got used to it and fully relaxed the feeling was pure pleasure. My cock was rock hard.

The pace got faster and harder, finally I came again, without even touching my cock, such intense pleasure. He came and stayed inside me, I layed flat on my stomch with him still inside me, he slowly went limp, slipped out of me and rolled off me.

My friend’s husband is a pervert that raped me. I hate his very essence and want him to suffer like he made me suffer.

He always commented on how he loved my breasts because they’re 36Ds and his wife’s are barely filling an “A” cup but she is BEAUTIFUL, inside and out. Well one time I was over to their home. He was not there, at first. Her mother called, needing a ride to pick up a prescription. My friend asked me to stay at her home while her newborn was sleeping. I agreed. I thought the perverted JERKWAD wouldn’t be home any time soon because he’s always out, fucking anything with a pussy. Well, he unlocks the front door, comes into the den and looks at me all surprised. He noticed that his wife’s car was not there so he asked me where she was. I told him that she left to take her mom somewhere. He comes over to me, really close and says, “oh so we’re all alone now!” He grabs at my shirt and sort of yanks it down, exposing my breasts. He sorta lets out this moan and tries to bury his face between them. I pushed him away, called him every cussword I knew and tried to ease past him. I thought my words would piss him off and he’d leave me alone.

WRONG. Turned him on even more. He grabs at me and slams me so hard to the floor that the wind was knocked out of me. He straddles me, bends down and starts licking all on my neck. I was terrified and begged him to stop and reminded him that his baby was in the other room asleep. His exact words were, “I’m trying to make a baby with you!” He raises my shirt above my head, pulls my bra up to the collar bone and starts suckling my breasts. This guy is muscular and tall and VERY strong. I always thought when women said they couldn’t get someone off of them they weren’t trying hard enough. Now I understand. Anyway, I prayed for my friend to walk in and catch him in the act. She didn’t. He raped me that night, violently. His penis was so huge…my god how do women handle that? I felt like he was ripping me apart. And he moaned and moaned and commented on how tight my “snapper” was and how he fantasized about doing this to me. I mean he actually was enjoying himself while I cried, pleaded and begged for him to stop. It made me sick. I wish he would hurry up but he didn’t. He took his time and he ejaculated inside of me and when he did, he tried to put all of himself inside of me, which (later on finding out) did something to my cervix and I believe tilted my uterus. I wanted to die right there. I was so sore and hurt that I thought I would die.

I didn’t know what to do. When he was finished, he said that if I thought of telling I might as well forget about it because she’d never believe me, which was true. He can do no wrong in her eyes.

I wondered where she was at and secretly blamed this on her. Why the hell would it take so long to go to Walgreens???!!!!!! I wasn’t there when she came back. As soon as he got off of me and I put my tattered clothing back on, I was out of there.

When I walked out of that house, I could feel his semen seeping out of me and into my panties. Makes me sick just thinking about it. I didn’t end up pregnant and thank god for no STDs but mentally and emotionally I am totally fucked up. When I got home I took a shower, I know I shouldn’t have but I had no intention on reporting it. I noticed that I had some blood in my panties along with some semen. My neck had purplish blotches on it, which were hickeys. My nipples were raw from him sucking them so hard. My stomach was cramped up and I bled all night. I went to the doctor the next day. She asked me if I had been assaulted because of how my cervix looked but I denied it. I just wanted it to all go away. But it hasn’t!

My friend did call me the next day and asked why I left and I simply said I left because he came home. I’ve been trying to forget this but I can’t because he still harrasses me and still says lewd things. I want it to stop!!!! He has ruined my life. I no longer have a boyfriend and I don’t want to have sex ever again.

I have all but stopped going over to my friend’s house because he’s there and he still harrasses me. I have changed my home number and cell many times but he always manages to find it. Why can’t this idiot just leave me alone? Why mess with me?

I wish my married co-worker’s wife would run off with a used car salesman because I want him for myself.

I also must confess that even though I never met the woman face-to-face, I hate her guts. Being my complete opposite, she represents all that I despise about being a female. Just the fact that we have genitalia in common makes me sick, although mine is well-groomed and I’m not plagued with contant yeast infections.

I’m not saying I hate being a woman, I’m saying I hate being associated with boring, uptight, SUV/minivan driving Mommies who talk in nasal voices and yack incessantly into their cell phones and shave their necks. I think the idea of such a woman coming home and finding a naked hippie heathen under her precious Hubby Wubby is HILARIOUS.

Unfortunately, I have too many morals to carry this out myself. I sure don’t want him dipping his wick into her greasy, hairy yeast burger and then dipping into my tight, clean kitten. Yuck. Even if he stuck his weiner in boiling water it wouldn’t be enough.

I’m also secretly angry at men who marry these boring, uptight hags because they think it’s the safe and easy thing to do. Have fun going without sex for the rest of your lives. Oral sex is now a distant memory. Why do you do this to yourselves? I’m a fun, easy-going woman. I’ve had one sexual partner, I have all my teeth, I don’t look bad, I’m healthy. But because I’m the kind of person who other people may find appealing for whatever reason, I’m not safe.

Have fun with your harpies with their capri pants and their Keds and their neck stubble. Fun, sex and affection are so overrated when you have a big, fat hound dog that sits at your side and nags your ear off every night. She may be annoying but garsh, she’s loyal. Is it worth it?

I’ve known you for 3 years, have not talked to you in a friendly, true matter for 2. Yet, I’m deeply in love with you and I go out of my way to “bump” into you and ignore you, so that you would be upset and maybe apologize. But I know it’s my fault that we never dated, because you scared me. You were to good for me. You discouraged my drinking, but when I did and I got sick, you held my hair back. [By the way, I smoked just so I could ask you for a cigarette and a light.]

I love it when he fingers me but he keeps stopping suddenly and i don’t know why!!! especially when i’m so close!! plus his fingers are really cold.

whenever i’m feeling really alone, i either want to have internet sex annonymously in a chatroom, eat chocolate, cry, or drag a razor across my arm.
all of those aren’t really working for me.

im in love with my boss who is a guy i cant get him out of my head i am a guy too, as sometimes he flirts with me but he has a girlfriend!, what do i do

im only 13 and me nd my gf did EVERYTHING(makeout,handjob,finger,blowjob,ate her out, nd sex).
is there sumtin wrong wit me

My name is Cele and I’ve been hiding the fact that I’m gay subtly. I think a lot of the g00ns know but I’m not sure whether to go right out and say the truth. I think I may pack some fudge tonight with my boyfriend Billy for the first time. But I am not sure what to do. Should I tell the g00ns I’m gay and ask for advice?

My bestfriend nearly lost her viriginity today, but her bf couldn’t get it up. But truth be told, I feel some Schadenfreud about it (like when you feel happy/good about something that you know you shouldn’t). Maybe cause they maintain they’re all Mr. and Ms. Experience while me and my bf arent. But now i feel like “HA!” because my bf can… My god he can…

I’m a guy with a girls build, I love wearing tight fitting lowrise jeans and watching other guys glance down at my crotch as I walk past.