Confessions: What Are Yours?

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When I was in my early 20's my wife and I made the decision to go to Bible College and enter the ministry. While we were in college my wife had an affair with an X Biblle college studen. It only lasted a short time until she confessed to me and quit her job where he was her Supervisor. I told her I forgave her but I did not, nor could I forget what she had done. My second position as Pastor was at a Church in Olney, IL To help support my family I did the same thing I had done to put us through college. I bought, sold and traded cars to add supplement to my Pastor's salary. I sold a young couple an automobile and the husband ran out on the beautiful young blond wife and two children. The car was not paid for and I was holding the title. Eventually the tags that were on the car expired. She came to see me on day at my office at the church. No one was there except me and she was so beautiful. She told me the story of how her husband had left, she was making it on her own and the tags were out on her car she needed badly to get to work, shopping, etc. I asked her what she would have be do about it and she replied she would barter for the title. I asked what she would do to barter. With her head down she told me all she had to offer was sex. I replied,"You owe a lot of money on the car." She owed me around $1200, but I had traded for the car the same day and essentially had a negative equity in it when I sold it to them. She said, "I didn't say it would only be one time, I promise you can have me anytime you want me." I replied, "Well I would have to have some proof of your intentions." She moved to the couch in my office removing every stich she was wearing and lay down. She had this beautiful sexy body with nice breast and perfect curves. Her vaginia was lightly covered in curly blond pubic hair. Her body was excellent but my wife's body was also extremely tight, yet I was very impressed with her beauty. Her breast were slightly larger than my wife's 34B cups and her hips were an inch or two larger than the wife's 34 hips. Of course my wife weighed less than 100 lbs and this young lady was bigger yet seemingly better built. I moved over to the couch near her head and she reached up and undid my belt and zipper pulling my pants down to my ankles. I slipped from my shoes and stepped out of the loose dress pants. She pulled my boxers down allowing them to fall to the floor. My penis was extremely hard and she sat up and took me into her mouth. In just a few moments I cummed all in her mouth, something my wife would have never allowed. I gave her the title to the Chevy and she gave me her phone # and new address. I Pastered that church for 3 more years and had sex with her at her home many times after that. She was a much better woman than her husband was a man. Even though he came home and went back to supporting his wife and kids she never forgot how I had helped in time when she was desparate for help. Jesus is good.
 
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ICT I think about what to write in this thread way too much :)

IACT my post workout orgasm today was wicked hot.

IFCT I am anxiously waiting for the damn phone to ring.
 
When I was in my early 20's my wife and I made the decision to go to Bible College and enter the ministry. While we were in college my wife had an affair with an X Biblle college studen. It only lasted a short time until she confessed to me and quit her job where he was her Supervisor. I told her I forgave her but I did not, not could I forget what she had done. My second position as Pastor was at a Church in Olney, IL To help support my family I did the same thing I had done to put us through college. I bought, sold and traded cars to add supplement to my Pastor's salary. I sold a young couple an automobile and the husband ran out on the beautiful young blond wife and two children. The car was not paid for and I was holding the title. Eventually the tags that were on the car expired. She came to see me on day at my office at the church. No one was there except me and she was so beautiful. She told me the story of how her husband had left, she was making it on her own and the tags were out on her car she needed badly to get to work, shopping, etc. I asked her what she would have be do about it and she replied she would barter for the title. I asked what she would do to barter. With her head down she told me all she had to offer was sex. I replied,"You owe a lot of money on the car." She owed me around $1200, but I had traded for the car the same day and essentially had a negative equity in it when I sold it to them. She said, "I didn't say it would only be one time, I promise you can have me anytime you want me." I replied, "Well I would have to have some proof of your intentions." She moved to the couch in my office removing her cloths and lay down. She had this beautiful sexy body with nice breast and perfect curves. Her vaginia was lightly covered in curly blond pubic hair. Her body was excellent but my wife's body was also extremely tight, yet I was very impressed with her beauty. Her breast were slightly larger than my wife's 34B cups and her hips were an inch or two larger than the wife's 34 hips. Of course my wife weighed less than 100 lbs and this young lady was bigger yet seemingly better built. I moved over to the couch near her head and she reached up and undid my belt and zipper pulling my pants down to my ankles. I slipped from my shoes and stepped out of the loose dress pants. She pulled my boxers down allowing them to fall to the floor. My penis was extremely hard and she sat up and took me into her mouth. In just a few moments I cummed all in her mouth, something my wife would have never allowed. I gave her the title to the Chevy and she gave me her phone # and new address. I Pastered that church for 3 more years and had sex with her at her home many times after that. She was a much better woman than her husband was a man. Even though he came home and went back to supporting his wife and kids she never forgot how I had helped in time when she was desparate for help. Jesus is good.
Welcum to Lit ;) This confession is so wrong but so right. You are very naughty :devil: and I love it. I once had some interaction from a naughty pastor who had contacted me about my audios. Made me feel particularly dirty.
 
ICT I think about what to write in this thread way too much :)

IACT my post workout orgasm today was wicked hot.

IFCT I am anxiously waiting for the damn phone to ring.
Don't worry about what to put here. Glad you feel welcome :) Orgasms are always good. I hate waiting for phone calls. Hope you get yours soon.
 
somcock

I am so glad you enjoyed the confession. I've wanted to share some of these experiences for many years, but I am retireing now. I no longer have the threat of losing my job because I enjoyed the company of some ladies in the flock. There is nothing like being a Good Shepherd.
 
Don't worry about what to put here. Glad you feel welcome :) Orgasms are always good. I hate waiting for phone calls. Hope you get yours soon.

ICT I don't worry about what to put here, it just seems like I have SO MUCH to put here :)

IACT Orgasms are always GREAT!

IFCT I hope the phone call happens soon, too. If not, I can wait. I'm patient.
 
ICT I don't worry about what to put here, it just seems like I have SO MUCH to put here :)

IACT Orgasms are always GREAT!

IFCT I hope the phone call happens soon, too. If not, I can wait. I'm patient.

How am I supposed to call if I don't have your number?
 
I confess that every time I have a quiet minute, and every time I close my eyes,
I think about that kiss...the way his lips felt on mine that first tingle inducing moment, the way his scruff felt under my fingertips as I drew in closer, the way my heart raced when our tongues glided together, the way I went all weak and achey when he kissed me hard, and more than anything I remember the way his eyes looked when we drew apart and I took that first shuddering breath and came back down from the clouds.

*sigh*

I confess that I want him to kiss me again and again and again

ICT There's nothing like a good kiss. Mmm
 
ICT- I've been texting my sons teacher this morning and even though it's totally innocent, since someone else got me all riled up, thinking naughty thoughts, I now feel like a dirty slut when messaging this teacher. There was always a big joke amongst the kids that me and this teacher would make a cute couple (cause he's super short like me) and I know that we both blushed many times when kids would say this. Now he is thanking me for raising two of his all time favorite kids and how much of an impact they have made in his life..
My son volunteers in his class after he gets out of school, so I had to let him know that my son will be part of a high school junior prank today, the girls are kidnapping a bunch of guys, taking them to a house, giving them all t shirts, having paint/food fights and then sitting around a campfire talking about old times etc for the night. Then they take them back to school in the morning.. So I had to let his teacher know that my son wouldn't be in the classroom today, It was rather cute how concerned he was for my sons safety and making sure he would be ok.
 
ICT I have not noticed this thread before, but having read some of the posts I am in quite a frisky mood.And when I'm frisky, I get rather a strong urge for a naughty Litermate for mutual pleasure. Growls.
 
Most opportunities are missed, not because the other party isn't willing, but because you don't press forward with your desires.
 
I am so glad you enjoyed the confession. I've wanted to share some of these experiences for many years, but I am retireing now. I no longer have the threat of losing my job because I enjoyed the company of some ladies in the flock. There is nothing like being a Good Shepherd.
I wondered why you were here. I will look forward to more confessions. And here, no punishment for your sins.
 
ICT I re-read certain PM's over and over and hate having to delete any.
 
ICT I do this too. Certain pm's

ICT the PM's I read are from the same person. Doesn't matter what the subject was or what was said. I just read them. Again and again.

IACT I wonder if that makes me weird?

IFCT I am guessing it doesn't because FunFilled80 does it as well. :)
 
ICT- I do this too with my PMs. There are many that I keep and reread. But I do delete them once someone has moved on to greener pastures. No need to remind myself that I was good enough to talk to, til something better came along. But I also keep the first PM I got from anyone that I've talked to more then a couple times, to remind me how they approached me and how long it's been. :eek:
 
ICT- I do this too with my PMs. There are many that I keep and reread. But I do delete them once someone has moved on to greener pastures. No need to remind myself that I was good enough to talk to, til something better came along. But I also keep the first PM I got from anyone that I've talked to more then a couple times, to remind me how they approached me and how long it's been. :eek:

Ditto on that SassySheDevil. I don't have the first PM but I'll never forget our first conversation.
 
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