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My wife thinks I masturbate to porn in our bedroom each night when I lock the door for an hour or two.
Actually, I masturbate to pics of our friends and coworkers.
She has no idea…
I am addicted to porn... most times all I want is to be fucked... sometimes I fantasize about being raped by a dirty stranger repeatedly.
First off I believe if you confess your sins God is faithful and just to forgive your sins and cleanse you from all unrighteousness. Here goes. I am a slider. Been one side I was five. If you don't know what that is it's basically having sex with a bed or the sheets or floor. I so want this to be over I've never confessed it to anyone. Unfortunately that's only one of my many sins. Stories for another time. Thank you for listening.
I'm addicted to gambling. I play poker and bet on the internet. I lost over 50 000 dollars already.
I got so addicted to masturbation that I have missed many important things during my high school
I have an eating disorder, but I haven't told anyone because no one will understand what I’m going through. I’m addicted to eating and I don’t need know how to stop it.
#food #addiction #health #secrets #hatemyself
I´m addicted to online sex chatting. I masturbate everyday and waste my time and energy.
I am a male and I don’t consider myself gay, but I’ve become desperately addicted to the sound of other men masturbating. Not just the moans, but primarily the actual sound of suction as a lubed up hand or a flesh light makes as it goes across the tip of a cock. I’ve actually gotten into the habit of watching porn with a lot of male moaning, take out 1 head bud but leave the other in and just listen to the sounds of my own cock being jerked off. I like to get a little risky and every once in a while I’ll make sure the squelching sound is as loud as possible and I’ll moan at typical speaking level. I weirdly want my family members to catch me in the act, I think it’d be so hot. For now if any of you know any videos with lots of male masturbation that includes the squelching sound that I’ve come to love then leave a link or at least a name in the comments.
I am currently getting over my addiction to self harm. All up and down my legs are scars from me cutting myself. The relief it gave me and the endorphins it released were so nice, but I've promised my girlfriend I'd stop. Penguin, I love you!!
I do not want to get into much detail. I really need to be careful because I think that some people might recognize my confession if they stumble upon it. So, to keep things short... I stole my best friend's car and sold it for meth. I stole my mother's wedding ring to get more drugs.I used my little brother to steal things from a store so I could sell it.Those are just some of the things I did to get high. I am now 5 days clean and sober and I regret terrible what I've done. I am going through hell right now and I deserve it.
#addiction #addict #drugs #meth #alcohol #stealing #confession #hell #torture
Hi Well I have never confessed this before and think it's an addiction, Ever since I was 14 I have been been drinking my pee, it's started when I used to masterbate and I used to taste myself on my fingers and the sweetness used to turn me on and make my orgasms much harder, so it was a natural progresion for me to taste my pee after I rubbed my pussy straight after going to the bathroom one day and the taste was amazing and got me off so fast I was instantly hooked, I have been doing this for over 10 years now and am considering telling my Boyfriend but don't know how to approach the matter, we don't live together but after we have sex I sometimes can't wait for him to go or for me to get home deppending on where we are at the time his place or mine, and as soon as I get alone time I wait untill I have a full bladder untill I am almost about to burst then I strip off and piss straight into my biggest cup that I keep just for this purpose then I sit down and masterbate while drinking it all down and when I'm almost finnished I allow my throbbing wet pussy to cum as I hold the last mouthfull of pee in my mouth before swallowing and when I cum it truely is the most intence orgasms I have but it's getting worrying because I have been doing this even more and more and look forward to it and some how can't get off otherwise, I am afraid if I tell him this habit I have formed that he may not like it or worse still may not want me, but I still can't help wanting to tell him and to share this with him so he could be a part of it, I wish I didn't have this but I just can't stop once I get it into my head what I am going to do, it makes me so wet just knowing that I am going to make myself drink a cup of my sweet piss and cum while doing so, turns me on so much I can't stop. The orgasms I experience is amazing and mind blowing so much that I find it an addiction.
I'm a 15 year old girl and I'm addicted to porn.
I know this isn't a great thing but what turns me on more is gay porn. I'm straight and I masturbate with the faucet gushing water on my pussy. I like watching twinks moan and get fucked helplessly. When I was really young, I used to touch my cousins pussy. But that doesn't make me lesbian or anything. It's just my kink. Now I have a 21 year old boyfriend and I want him to watch me fuck someone else. Is that bad?
It fits under vandalism too. Idk, i had to tell someone. Anywho I've been a graffiti writer for over a year now. The need to tag thinga and put my name up is maddening, it consumes my free time and paper when I can't go out.
I have been addicted to porn and masturbation for 5 years. It has destroyed my self esteem and now its about to break my love life. I want to confess to my fianceé. I am scared she may leave me when I tell her the truth. No one knows about it but I have to tell someone so I can get help.
I am addicted to pain medication to the point I have even stolen meds other people needed. Without them, I am depressed beyound words.
Since I was 8 years old, I have some kind of strange addiction / hobby.
There's a box in my closet with finger and toe nails. Every time I cut my nails, I put them in the box. I am 30 now and it's already my second box.
I ask for absolution! My descendants will certainly think I was some kind of psychopath when they find my boxes some day.
I am going out of my mind trying to find anyone interested in keeping me in a strong, rubber-lined bag, for long periods of time. Age, gender, appearance, unimportant - they need only to be dominant, sadistic, cruel, merciless, and preferably very horny! There is a small zippered opening at my mouth, for fellatio, and another one lower down where my goodies can be pulled outside and snugged round the roots. Willing and able to give virtually unlimited fellatio, and open to cbt, milking, orgasm denial or delay, rape, you name it! Group, couple, single, TV, Cross-dresser, whatever. The longest I have been confined so far is a 3-day weekend, but I think my limits are probably higher than that, with the right person(s) You would think SOMEONE would realize the possibilities/opportunities in a situation like this, but so far no takers! Help!!
My confession is I’m addicted to sex but I never have it yea i masturbate but it’s not then same I never found anyone how came match my drive but there always to low I just need someone to come in and destroy my walls with no hesitation.
I admit that I might actually be addicted to my grandmothers pain pills. I’ve never stolen them. And I would never steal them. But I crave them constantly. It started when I had gotten COVID. I was in so much pain and I couldn’t sleep because of it. She gave me one and I was almost instantly feeling better. I was calm, it made me really happy and tired. It boosted my mood and I was able to also sleep. Once they wore off and the pain returned I had to take more or I’d be unable to sleep. Once I got better I missed that feeling of relief from the pill. I then got kidney stones. Once again she gave me a pill. It took the pain away, made me feel genuinely happy about life, then I had the best night of sleep ever. Time passed and I never felt that comfort like I did with the pill. A couple nights ago my back was in some pretty bad pain from work. She gave me half a pain pill. It put me in a happy mood and I was able to sleep like a baby. Now it isn’t bad to where I’m wanting to steal the pills, I just want to be sick or in pain so I have a reason to take them. I just like how they make me feel happy and they help me sleep. I have awful sleep ever night but with the pill I sleep like a baby. I miss the feeling. But I know I shouldn’t take them if they make me feel like that.
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