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For years now I've engaged in masturbation sessions while talking to phone helpline counsellors about fictitious issues that have a sexual undertone but never directly relate to sex. Having my mind taken off the fact that I'm playing with my cock enables me to edge for hours and with the addition of aphrodisiacs in the form of recreational stimulant drugs it can be mind blowingly intense and orgasmic for a prolonged period. I make sure I have ample time and set the mood so I can totally relax and get into my story of anxiety and guilt over my varied self destructive behaviours with my unsuspecting phone counsellor/sex operator. The more concerned and sympathetic they are the more arousing it is. They use terms like " I imagine it's very hard " or " you sound like you need to take control " and then, " what do you think you could do to relax and take your mind of it, is there an activity you used to do that made you feel good that you haven't done for a while ???, what about something as simple as taking a warm relaxing bath ???. Oh fuck yeah, sometimes I'll go all the way and take the chance by replying that a warm bath sounds wonderful, and that I'm a bit embarrassed to say but I used to use masturbation to help feel better but I'd lost interest in that. Most will respond positively and reassure you that you can talk about anything without them judging you. One even suggested masturbation as a stress relief mechanism and that if I was having trouble with the desire to self medicate with self pleasure try using internet porn as a way of sparking arousal. " really, I have seen the odd movie years ago but I guess I could have a look online, is there like, full sex and like a movie I saw once with two girls and a guy ? I ask. There anything you can think of, I'm not an expert she says but there's everything and anything people might do or enjoy sexually, really, I'd be happy if I could even find a video of a nice girl masturbating too I say, oh there's plenty of that she says as I blow all over myself trying not to moan out loud into the phone. It's terrible I know, using the wonderful souls that volunteer their time to help others but the soothing sound of a sweet caring female voice is such a turn on.......... and it's free. I get racked with guilt and shame afterwards but I do it again when I feel the need, it's like an addiction and adds another horny dimension to my portfolio of secret sexual behaviours.
I have so many secrets that I would never finish posting them all here. Some make feel bad, some excite me, and some I just want to relive. I wish I had a confidant, a real person just like me to share all those filthy secrets with and hear some of theirs too. I just need to get them off my chest somehow.
I've made an online friend;
She's 2 years younger than me, she's not legal yet. I'm 18 and she's 16. (Shes straight)
About a year ago, we started fighting, she doesn't know why. But I do.
I'm jealous of her boyfriends, her friends, her family.
I love her, I've started loving her ever since I was 15. I keep fighting with her because I cant keep hiding my jealousy.
I'm drowning in my sins.
I'm lesbian, my family is christians. They said they'd disown me if I was gay.
I cry everynight.
Why cant I hold you?
Why cant I love you?
Why cant I just confess
All my stress would rest,
I love you. I'd die for you.
#unforgiveable #love #undying #depression #online #gay #lesbian #secret #family #jealous #jealousy
I met who for this confession I will call "Pamela" 8 years ago after our favorite team won the superbowl. We were both browsing myyearbook which was the hottest rage at the time.
Innocent chats turned into light flirts, teases and sexy niblets that I thought were just two married people's way to pass the boredom because neither us were getting the attention at home.
As time progressed, "Pamela" was all that I was thinking about. One day in particular I logged into yahoo messenger. She was waiting for me as always. She asked me how I was and I replied "I'm a little scared right now". I then totally spilled the beans that I was totally in love with her! A few quiet seconds from her seemed like hours because she was trying to compose herself. She then replied that she felt the same way.
A key element to the story is that we are not kids. At the time I was 43 and she was 50. But our soon to follow bi-weekly meetings made us act like two hot teenagers making out in the car.
She is upper middle class with cocktail parties, executive meetings and clientele that makes your elbow rubbing the envy of the city.
Me? Upscale trailer park, not trashy, neat manacured lawns, flowers and birdbaths, well you get the picture. I am not able to work because of severe injuries trying to make it to the NFL.
Here is where the story gets interesting. One particular weekend, my wife was going on a trip with college girlfriends. So "Pamela" invited me to dinner with her and her husband.
It was decided that they would pick me up for the drive into the city. Every second that we could be together was key at this point. Secretly holding hands in the dark had an exciting tingle in the dark car.
There is a LOT more detail that I could say about that night, but I will save that for another story.
Weekends that followed, turned into double dates, double dates turned into invitations to those exclusive dinner parties and I turn into "little brother"to keep the facade.
So many details are left out because they are stories in themselves, so for future reference look for the tag "little brother".
I was a shop assistant in a now closed branch of Nice n Naughty, a sexshop chain in the UK. I often had to lock up the shop at end of day if the manager wasnt on that shift as I was experienced and often worked with our junior. We usually left cleaning and tidying for the next morning but cashing up and some tasks just had to be done before we left. I often let the junior go after we had jointly done the cash count as the other stuff was quicker doone alone frankly. I'd then wait in the shop for my lift to arrive. So how do you kill a bit of time waiting in a shop with blacked out windows and an arsenal of sex toys on display? Yep I would product test in order to be more knowledgable about our items so I could help customers better. Yeh right. It was about a bit of fun really. I carried wetwipes in my bag and after picking my toy or toys would wipe away any residue from customer handling during the day and do myself. Sometimes my favourite ones had no power in their batteties and I put them on charge and picked something different but we had such a range I always got something to get myself to an orgasm or two. I always wiped the items I had used and others on display. Anyway it was all a nice perk of working there and I miss it now I work in Tescos.
I came home early one day and walked in on my sister and her friend naked and making out. They were horrified and begged me not to tell anyone. I kept that secret.
Started a fight with my girlfriend because I didn't want to spend the night with her. She planned it all. She wanted to cuddle, watch TV and relax. No sex, just boring couple stuff.
Now I can play GTA V with my bros tonight.
I'm going to jump right to it. I exchanged photos with my best friends husband.
He was wanting to know what I look like naked so I showed him and I was curious to see what his junk looked like.
Well it didn't stop there he was saying how he wanted to do sexual stuff with me. I wasn't going that far. Even before all that he swore he wouldn't tell anyone. But here I am with my best friend not talking to me and don't even wanna try to hear my side of things. Her husband didn't even mention the fact he was talking about having sex with me! I'm lost about how to fix this.
#sexting #adultery #relationship #cheating #husband #secret #naked #nudes #confession
For work, I always have a lot of research to do. And this means that I often have to work at home (later, at night for example).
But I'm just too lazy. So I got my son to do it. He gets 10 bucks each time he "helps" me.
I can get to bed earlier and he gets some extra money. He's always a bit tired though and his grades in school aren't that good as in the beginning of the year but I guess that's not too bad.
#lazy #confession #work #son #secret #anonymously #research #night #tired
I think it's a very nice feeling to phone with your girlfriend while another girl is lying next to you. I experienced it twice and it was awesome!
I confess that the same is happening to me like to everyone else... I don't to work!
My ex wife and I remained friends. She moved in with a close friend. It was awkward. We worked together in a band. She is smart and beautiful redhead. Last January we met at their place for band business, worked late and discovered it snowed like hell. My ex insisted I stay until it was safe. They to their bedroom behind French doors covered with sheer curtains me on the couch. After the lights were off I could see her silhouette as she fucked him. I got so hard. She moaned so loud like she was right beside me. I didn't get off. I tried jerking off when I thought they were sleeping, closed my eyes. Minutes later just as I was close, I heard something, opened my eyes to see her standing there nude. It was too late to cover up and suddenly I blasted my cum while she watched. She blew me a kiss and went to the bathroom. She came back, stopped and whispered if I was Ok. The last few months she teases me with what she calls "our little secret." What do I do? What does she want? All very true.
I am 22 yo married lady who likes reading stories. I have never done a woman but these stories make me want to experiment. I masturbate and confess. Just don't tell my husband, please.
#lesbian #pussy #lick #taste #eat #straight #husband #secret
I cut myself. At first it only happened when I had a bad time or when something bad happened, when I got a bad grade or when my parents fought again for example.
But with time, I cut myself more often, sometimes just because I was bored.
I just cut myself in places where the cuts can't be seen, legs and belly mostly.
There also was a time where I haven't cut myself, but after a while I started again.
No one knows about it but I really wanna talk about it to someone but I'm too scared.
#secret #hurt #confession
For years now, I wish to have magical skills.
I would conjure up money, clothes, a house. Everything I need.
I confess that I'd love to become a witch.
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.
For years now I puke my guts out and no one knows about it.
Everyone thinks I am fine and healthy while I hate myself, I just can't be disciplined. Everyone thinks I am happy but I am not.
#despair #puke #guts #healthy #fine #hate #disciplined #confession #happy #secret
I’m a twenty eight year old guy who has been living a secret life for the past five years. When I was twenty three I had graduated college and found a job with a big company. A sexy older women who worked in a different part of the building started flirting with me. I saw no ring on her finger and decided to go for it. We had sex on our first date and she really knew how to screw. She told me all she wanted was a sex partner and being young that was fine with me. About two months into our fling I found out she was married and had a kid. I talked to her about it but she didn’t care. All she wanted was a young man with a big dick to fuck. I told her that I couldn’t see her anymore and things ended. Time went on and I dated women my age but it just wasn’t the same. All I could think about was how the married women was insatiable. How she knew how to fuck like an animal. I then realized that a sexualy frustrated married women was a wildcat in bed. No commitment, no rules , just animalistic sex beyond your wildest dreams. Then I decided that’s all I wanted so I began hunting married women. I’ve never told my friends for fear of judgment. In the past five years I’ve had eighteen affairs with married women and so far I’ve never been caught. Forbidden fruit is truly the sweetest.
Back to my story with the dentist.
I went back to see him again today.
He looked in my mouth, he told me that I can't come here anymore. I have to see a specialist now because he doesn't know what causes the tooth pain.
I am so dissapointed, how should I be around him now?!
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