CCG’s Cave of Confessions

“I was on webcam masturbating for a friend who was watching. Before I orgasmed I pulled a muscle in my lower back because I was sitting weird trying to get a good shot. Credit where it's due I still managed to finish“
Even the best lies often takes it one step too far.
 
“In college, I was sitting on a stash of mushrooms for sometime, trying to figure out who to have my first trip with. Finally one night at a party I was talking to a friend about it, and she mentioned she’d be happy to join me if I was interested. I was all in and eager so I said yes. We agreed to have dinner and go on our journey. She lived in a co-op so that meant dinner was a lasagna with no meat and way too much cheese and we mixed the shrooms in with the sauce. The taste was bitter but we had fun. I didn’t think much had happened until I suggested we go for a walk, at which point we walked five miles to a park, and cloud watched. So commenced the weirdest negotiation for sex in history where we reasoned ourselves into having sex “so why shouldn’t we kiss, there is no reason we shouldn’t, it would be fun”

We proceed to walk another three miles and get to my house. After all but shoving curious roommates out the way we had a completely joyful but awkward round in my room, with more logic used to undress each other, talk through oral and more. Shortly afterwards, we bulldozed our way out past the curious roommates again.

She romantically declared herself tired and had me walk her home. Me, still hyped on the shrooms found a party where a buddy was at and spent the next three hours using weed and alcohol to come down, about 4am my body allowed itself to go to bed. I never again slept with her or have done mushrooms since.”
Damn, I did schrooms with the wrong people.
 
“Totally jerked off in a jerkoff booth years ago. I put in a couple bills and this curvy stripper was going to town. Absolutely beautiful. She came directly up to me and gave me all the attention. Once the baby transaction was completed and I looked in my wallet I realized why she gave me so much attention: I accidentally inserted a $50 bill instead of a $5 bill. Fuck it, still worth it.“
 
“Totally jerked off in a jerkoff booth years ago. I put in a couple bills and this curvy stripper was going to town. Absolutely beautiful. She came directly up to me and gave me all the attention. Once the baby transaction was completed and I looked in my wallet I realized why she gave me so much attention: I accidentally inserted a $50 bill instead of a $5 bill. Fuck it, still worth it.“
Don’t take large bills, take rolls of coins.

Make it hail, baby!
 
Yeah I’ve not had great luck sharing the deep downs. Agreed. It’s a mixed bag.

But maybe it doesn’t matter how they take it. Maybe it’s more important you shared.
In my meager mind, any desire confession from a woman to a man seems low threat. But inverse, very tricky. I know it's 100% based on my experience in life.
 
“Totally jerked off in a jerkoff booth years ago. I put in a couple bills and this curvy stripper was going to town. Absolutely beautiful. She came directly up to me and gave me all the attention. Once the baby transaction was completed and I looked in my wallet I realized why she gave me so much attention: I accidentally inserted a $50 bill instead of a $5 bill. Fuck it, still worth it.“
Whoever this guy is it’s good to know that he “totally” jerked off in a jerk off booth.

Partially jerking off in a jerk off booth is not only a waste of time and money, it’s sadly demoralizing.
 
my experience is completely the opposite. Scared the hell out of him, he's never been quite the same.
I'm sorry it turned out that way for you. I'm surrounded by the sexually repressed and the mere act of reading "vanilla" erotica is something to repent for and never consume. Hell, I'm surrounded by dry towns and villages.
 
“In college I had a lady friend that I was seeing for about 6 months. Things were fine, but she was SO loud during sex. It's my cross to bear I guess, since I was burdened with this amazing tongue. It was getting hard to make eye contact with her bleary-eyed roommates in the morning. I started to see another girl from back home and things were heating up. I was going to end things with loud girl, but her birthday was coming up. And I have a heart somewhere so I wasn't going to do that to her. Lo and behold, I come to find out that new girl has a birthday coming up. It's on the same fucking day. Both wanted to spend time together on this birthday so being the consummate, considerate human that I am, I arranged to be with loud girl the night before into her birthday. Then left late in the morning and drove 2.5 hours, showered, and got ready for date night with new girl. Things went well. Like really well and at a moderate volume, and I decided I wanted to pursue things with new girl. So the next weekend I was going to tell loud girl that we should halt things, but I'm a slave to my libido, and we ended up making her roommates hate that their walls are so thin.“
👀

I already know my walls are thin... But I'd traumatize my kids for a good tongue lashing. 👅
 
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