The words/ sentences you regret

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I could not find a thread for this so here it is :)

Most adults have said some regretable Words/ sentences during sex or in a sexual situation.

I remember two times in my life:

1:
My girlfriend, now my wife, lived in an Apartment. We did not have our own machine for washing clothes and we had to book time to use the machine in the basement.
A saturday morning she woke me up with a BJ. Nice surprise, and good. After 5 min of this good threatment my brain must have been hacked or something and the hacker told my brain to say:
"Damn! We forgot to start the laundry machine."
Needless to say the BJ stopped and the GF got angry?

But she is now my wife, so I must have done something righte later :D

2:
A friend and I hade a small party a home with our girlfriends before we was to go to a nightclub later.
At some time our girlfriends came from the bathrom, they stopped at the floor in the livingroom and started to make out in front of me and my friend. It started to get kind of hot.....again my brain had to be hacked, or I had a virus or something. Out of nowwhere I said:
"The taxi is soon here".....needless to say the fun stopped?

Gee.....did my friend get pissed of or what.....
To me not the biggest loss. I do not fancy female on female....
 
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hey...

I could not find a thread for this so here it is :)

Most adults have said some regretable Words/ sentences during sex or in a sexual situation.

I remember two times in my life:

1:
My girlfriend, now my wife, lived in an Apartment. We did not have our own machine for washing clothes and we had to book time to use the machine in the basement.
A saturday morning she woke me up with a BJ. Nice surprise, and good. After 5 min of this good threatment my brain must have been hacked or something and the hacker told my brain to say:
"Damn! We forgot to start the laundry machine."
Needless to say the BJ stopped and the GF got angry?

But she is now my wife, so I must have done something righte later :D

2:
A friend and I hade a small party a home with our girlfriends before we was to go to a nightclub later.
At some time our girlfriends came from the bathrom, they stopped at the floor in the livingroom and started to make out in front of me and my friend. It started to get kind of hot.....again my brain had to be hacked, or I had a virus or something. Out of nowwhere I said:
"The taxi is soon here".....needless to say the fun stopped?

Gee.....did my friend get pissed of or what.....
To me not the biggest loss. I do not fancy female on female....

"So---?, we gonna fuck or what??"
 
"WTF! You are not Barbra!"

Was her Identical twin Brenda.

One pupil had a slight coloration difference.

Should have waited until I was balls deep to make THAT announcement! :rolleyes:
 
She: "Did I gain weight during the quarantine?"
Me: " Do not worry you were never thin."
 
She: "Did I gain weight during the quarantine?"
Me: " Do not worry you were never thin."

I actually lost weight during quarantine. I used to be around 153 and I am now 147 now. I lost weight in my stomach area but I noticed I lost a bit of weight in my breasts and ass too. Not enough to get branded as emaciated but it definitely annoys me to lose fat in the wrong areas. I have muscles too, to be fair. My ex best friend's mom told me to lie about my weight because my weight by number sounds heavier than I actually am. I'm not in contact with either my ex best friend or her anymore. But maybe she had a point. Shrug.
 
I actually lost weight during quarantine. I used to be around 153 and I am now 147 now. I lost weight in my stomach area but I noticed I lost a bit of weight in my breasts and ass too. Not enough to get branded as emaciated but it definitely annoys me to lose fat in the wrong areas. I have muscles too, to be fair. My ex best friend's mom told me to lie about my weight because my weight by number sounds heavier than I actually am. I'm not in contact with either my ex best friend or her anymore. But maybe she had a point. Shrug.

Glad you explained it :) BTW my post above was my bad attempt to make a joke :D
 
It’s not the words that I said that I regret. It was the words I didn’t say.

When my wife first cheated on me years ago, I got mad. But soon after I started becoming aroused by her tryst. Now we’re a hotwife couple And I wish back then I would’ve said to my wife, “I want you to do it again!” She could’ve been having sex with other men all these years!
 
I regret writing this:

How NOT to do it...
The roseate Sun, Phoebus’ orb, was glinting in the puddles and dappling the fallen leaves of the ancient forest as Joan made her way along the footpath leading from her rustic rose-entwined cottage, so beloved of tourists and her infrequent visitors from the city who left as soon as they reasonably could because the cottage lacked the basic amenities than any twenty-first century city dweller expected as of right such as satellite television and even running hot and cold water, both of which were unavailable, towards the steeple crowned hill on which the Parish Church sat as it had done for more than a thousand years surveying the expanding and contracting village in the valley beneath and perhaps regretting the earlier centuries when it had been filled to capacity by local residents each in their proper place and order according to the standards of the time, but Joan diverted from the direct route to the Church at a junction and was now heading in the direction of the Evening Star, the planet Venus known as Aphrodite to the Greeks but whether Greek or Roman was the personification of sexual desire, which sexual desire Joan was expecting to assuage once she reached her destination but in the meantime she was diverted by the interplay of light and shade from the evening sun as it sank lower on the horizon turning the landscape to a darkening ruddy hue which darkened further as she walked wondering whether she would reach her destination and assignation before Phoebus’ chariot had passed beyond her view but even if she did not her path was clear because she was accustomed to walking in the direction of the Evening Star every evening that she had free from her avocation of breeder of large and hairy dogs that bore a faint resemblance to The Hound of The Baskervilles and at times she would take one of the so-called breed with her on her perambulation which would certainly deter any evil minded loiterers upon her way but unfortunately also frequently prevented the consummation of her assignation by refusing to leave her side and repulsing her intended with ferocious barking and frenzied attacks barely held in check by the strong leash essential for such savage dogs but this time she was without a canine companion and therefore she hoped that the consummation would be forthcoming without let or hindrance as she continued to walk alongside the nearly dark woodlands before emerging on a slight eminence whence she could see her goal of another rose-entwined cottage from the chimney of which a wisp of smoke was arising promising warmth in both the physical, mental and sexual encounter which Joan would shortly enjoy.

"He's lit my fire" she said to herself.

PS. Ignoring the last short sentence which I couldn't resist:

Words 450
Sentences 1
Reading Ease 0
Grade Level 62.8
 
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