Lit Confessions

Lovepotion69

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I was reading scheherazade_79's "The Confession Box" thread and it made me think of Cosmopolitan magazine's "Cosmo Confessions". Every issue has one page devoted to a woman telling of her sexual confession, and another page a man tells his confession.

I thought I'd start a "Lit Confessions" thread and see where we'll end up.

Post your sensual/sexual/romantic confessions in this thread. And yes - we want details. ;)

/LP
 
Lovepotion69 said:
I was reading scheherazade_79's "The Confession Box" thread and it made me think of Cosmopolitan magazine's "Cosmo Confessions". Every issue has one page devoted to a woman telling of her sexual confession, and another page a man tells his confession.

I thought I'd start a "Lit Confessions" thread and see where we'll end up.

Post your sensual/sexual/romantic confessions in this thread. And yes - we want details. ;)

/LP
Go right ahead, LP. We're all waiting for yours--with a lot of details.

Rumple Foreskin :cool:
 
You know, I thought about responding to this, but quite frankly when I started parsing the story out in my head, the tangle of indeterminate gender references reduced it to a comical morass of confusion. Sorry. Perhaps one day I'll tell you all about my fling with Seattle Slew.

Shanglan
 
BlackShanglan said:
You know, I thought about responding to this, but quite frankly when I started parsing the story out in my head, the tangle of indeterminate gender references reduced it to a comical morass of confusion. Sorry. Perhaps one day I'll tell you all about my fling with Seattle Slew.

Shanglan
Comical morass of confusion? I'd like to see that. :D

(if only because it sounds much like my own sex life and therefore I could feel less pathetic....;))
 
minsue said:
Comical morass of confusion? I'd like to see that. :D

Just tune into C-SPAN pretty much any day or hour.

(if only because it sounds much like my own sex life and therefore I could feel less pathetic....;))

Thought that was "flailing mass of dishevelled feathers and a shapely stockinged leg"?
 
BlackShanglan said:
Thought that was "flailing mass of dishevelled feathers and a shapely stockinged leg"?
Sadly, that falls in the realm of fantasy. A goose can dream, though. :p :heart:
 
Now I could tell some stories.....the question is, who would believe me?

Certainly not me.... :p
 
The_Fool said:
Now I could tell some stories.....the question is, who would believe me?

Certainly not me.... :p

Whisper them to me...I promise to pretend to believe you.
 
LadyJeanne said:
Whisper them to me...I promise to pretend to believe you.


Her raincoat
Puddles on the floor
Revealed translucence
White silk shirt

Legs incased
By nylon sheen
Bare above mid-thigh
Tastefully posed

I whisper secrets
Into her skin
Her blouse unbuttoned
Just for me

Nipples engorged
Shiny flesh
She caresses my face
And guides me down

“Tell me of your dreams”
She says
And I moan them aloud
Tasting her

Lingering doubts are vanquished
As she kneels compliant
To any wicked need
Sliding home in her submission

Penetrated need
Is not all her desire
Sharp cracks required
That blush the flesh

Time in motion
Heartbeat
Breathe
Thrust

Passion has no sequence
Timeless passion has no measure
Till the heartbeat stops
Then starts again
 
The_Fool said:
Her raincoat
Puddles on the floor
Revealed translucence
White silk shirt

Legs incased
By nylon sheen
Bare above mid-thigh
Tastefully posed

I whisper secrets
Into her skin
Her blouse unbuttoned
Just for me

Nipples engorged
Shiny flesh
She caresses my face
And guides me down

“Tell me of your dreams”
She says
And I moan them aloud
Tasting her

Lingering doubts are vanquished
As she kneels compliant
To any wicked need
Sliding home in her submission

Penetrated need
Is not all her desire
Sharp cracks required
That blush the flesh

Time in motion
Heartbeat
Breathe
Thrust

Passion has no sequence
Timeless passion has no measure
Till the heartbeat stops
Then starts again

You've left me shivering and breathless, and blushing, just a little.

:kiss:
 
I can tell this thread is going downhill. LOL

Oh well, I will never get the hang of starting popular threads that go on for eternity.


As for my own confessions Rumple....hm...let me think. Gosh, me and my memory! The only one that comes to mind is the story about a fling I had with a security guard that worked in Trocadero (shopping/amusement place in London).

If it's details you want, just read my first story...lol It's based on that fling (yes, not very original, but I gotta start somewhere!)

The short version is otherwise;
We met, we talked, we laughed. He was the typical smooth talker and had a really nice body. Medium height guy with nice dark choclate skin. Born and bread in London, but with Ghanaian genes. He began flirting with me before Xmas by text messages, we ended up making out in the deserted lounge of the movie theatre in Trocadero.

We continued with a nice session of mutual masturbation by the back entrance to the house. His mouth forcefully kissing me while sliding his tongue in and playing with mine. His hands were all over the places (and so were mine!). My memory mostly recall how he pushed me back towards the wall, pushed up my sweater to caress my stomach and kept grinding his hardon into me.

We kept on the fling until I left for Xmas. Then I kept getting strange calls to my mobile. Nobody answered. Finally I found out it was his girlfriend who had seen one of my text messages. I got back to UK, spoke to her on the phone and confronted him. He of course denied it all. She turns out to be a bit of a psycho girlfriend. It's kinda weird to have a sexual relationship with someone with the so-called girlfriend (long story) calling you to cry in your ear. Bloody 'ell, I hope she dumped him!
 
Lovepotion69 said:
I can tell this thread is going downhill. LOL

Oh well, I will never get the hang of starting popular threads that go on for eternity.


As for my own confessions Rumple....hm...let me think. Gosh, me and my memory! The only one that comes to mind is the story about a fling I had with a security guard that worked in Trocadero (shopping/amusement place in London).

If it's details you want, just read my first story...lol It's based on that fling (yes, not very original, but I gotta start somewhere!)

The short version is otherwise;
We met, we talked, we laughed. He was the typical smooth talker and had a really nice body. Medium height guy with nice dark choclate skin. Born and bread in London, but with Ghanaian genes. He began flirting with me before Xmas by text messages, we ended up making out in the deserted lounge of the movie theatre in Trocadero.

We continued with a nice session of mutual masturbation by the back entrance to the house. His mouth forcefully kissing me while sliding his tongue in and playing with mine. His hands were all over the places (and so were mine!). My memory mostly recall how he pushed me back towards the wall, pushed up my sweater to caress my stomach and kept grinding his hardon into me.

We kept on the fling until I left for Xmas. Then I kept getting strange calls to my mobile. Nobody answered. Finally I found out it was his girlfriend who had seen one of my text messages. I got back to UK, spoke to her on the phone and confronted him. He of course denied it all. She turns out to be a bit of a psycho girlfriend. It's kinda weird to have a sexual relationship with someone with the so-called girlfriend (long story) calling you to cry in your ear. Bloody 'ell, I hope she dumped him!
LP,

There, feel better now. :)

That's the difference between a Lit sexual fantasy story and RL, where there really are psycho significant others.

I'll be sure to check out your extended account.

--

Bohunk,

Go ahead and let your inner-pink out. You might check out some of the "gifts" Vella and Lucky have been getting.

Rumple Foreskin :cool:
 
I swear i'd post if i had anything... unfortunately, all of my sexual knowledge is theoretical.
 
Diamondbarrow said:
I swear i'd post if i had anything... unfortunately, all of my sexual knowledge is theoretical.

I confess! I wanna change that... :devil: I'm so bad. :D
 
angelicminx said:
I confess! I wanna change that... :devil: I'm so bad. :D

Hehe... Thank you, milady. I would gladly indulge your desire were it not for a few... social quirks of mine. However, there's always the internet...
 
Diamondbarrow said:
Hehe... Thank you, milady. I would gladly indulge your desire were it not for a few... social quirks of mine. However, there's always the internet...

Hehehehe :devil:

You're cute... ;) :p
 
Diamondbarrow said:
Thank you, milady. *blushes* You are quite charming yourself. :)

<blush> Thanks, love. I intend to read your stories this evening. :p
 
Sheesh, all my confessions on this topic is already written and out there.
 
Diamondbarrow said:
Hehe... Thank you, milady. I would gladly indulge your desire were it not for a few... social quirks of mine. However, there's always the internet...


Now that i've read that coherently, i can see something misleading about it. Just to clarify, i was referring to poor self-esteem and social awkwardness...
 
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