Sexual Confessions

seekrtadmyr

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I haven't posted in a long time. But, I feel the need for a "Sexual Confessions" thread. Anything goes, confess your sexual desires, thoughts, deeds, acts; have fun!

Mine: After knowing my neighbors wife for over 4 years, I really want to have sex with her. She is the typical MILF, country girl, 40's, sweet, nice body.
I haven't had this desire before, but last week, while my wife was out of town and her husband was at work, she came over and we talked about a half hour. Ever since that day, I've seen her and thought about her differently. I saw her again over the weekend, I couldn't take my eyes off her (trying not to stare).

Cheers!

Seek
 
my wife

I confess I fantasize about, and have a strong desire for, another man or men screwing my wife.

Years ago she dropped her panties for another man. Soon after I started getting aroused by the idea of her getting laid by other men. Now I wish she'd do it again.
 
I confess; I am Sissy Slut Sukie. I am owned by my Master Willingtobeused. I love my master. I love being his slut and I love being owned.
 
I confess

I confess; I am Sissy Slut Sukie. I am owned by my Master Willingtobeused. I love my master. I love being his slut and I love being owned.

I am sissy slut Annmarie. I am owned by my master Willingtobeused. I love my master. I love being his slut and being owned.
 
Hey!!!

What happened to willing there's no contact info and can't pm
 
No not that I know of she pm'ed me a bit earlier and now nothing
 
Sexual confession: im a feminist through and through, but I love when my boyfriend or daddy completely dominates me. I love when they throw me down, take me hard, or pin my hands.
 
I confess that i would love to meet a secy trans and have good time with her in and outside the bed :)
 
My confession

I feel like i confessed soo much on Lit already. What else is there to really tell?? Hmm how about I really want to fuck my wife's cousin. She looks like she a sex kitten in the sheets. Or how about her best friend and I both want to fuck each others brains out.
 
Sympathy Blow-Job

A guy phones me, out of the blue. Says he's a colleague of my Boyfriend, and yes, I'd encountered him by chance once or twice when I was out with my Boyfriend. He knows my Boyfriend is out of town, and suggests we meet. I was pleased, flattered and more than a little intrigued. He picks me up in his car and drives us out to a Bar overlooking the harbor, where - over drinks, he starts into telling me that he knows all about the nature of my relationship with my Boyfriend, that my Boyfriend had bragged and insinuated all the dirty little sex-things I do for him. My companion for the evening then goes into long involved detail about the inadequacies of his marriage, about how his wife will never do oral sex, and only does boring straight missionary very infrequently. I can see where this is leading to. But he's polite and respectful, he's treating me to a very pleasant evening, and he's more than a little sad. I thought 'what the hell, what's a sympathy blow-job' cost? It's no big deal. I've always been the guy who ends up with the cock in my mouth anyway. It's always been that way. So once we get back in his car I reach down and unzip his fly. He's so breathless as soon as I fumble his cock out I thought he was going to cum straight away. So I dip my head down, get it between my lips and began sucking him. He's holding the steering wheel tight, and going 'oh god, oh god, oh god' in a most amusing fashion as I take his erection deeper into my mouth and slurp more intensely. He's not as sexually big as my Boyfriend, and nowhere near as good at fucking my face. His hips go up and down, thrusting into my throat, but just as a reflex action, I do all the blow-job work, squirming round, folding his pants back so I can reach in and caress his balls. And far too soon for my liking, before I've really had chance to enjoy his cock, he's going 'stop, stop, stop' and trying to pull my head away, but I'm determined not to be cheated of my reward. I thought he was gonna have a heart-attack when he starts spurting into my mouth, groaning and squirming. When I eventually lift my head he's close to sobbing, saying 'I'm sorry' and offers me his crumpled handkerchief. I tell him truthfully that I've swallowed it, and not to worry, I enjoyed it. He was scared stiff in case his wife found out. He made me promise I'd never tell my Boyfriend about it. Which I haven't, so far, unless he reads this... I strive, in my own humble way, to make the world a better and happier place, one blow-job at a time...
 
I still fantasize about (and sometimes even miss) one particular partner I had. He had a very nice cock, to say the least, that hit all the right spots. He also knew how to be aggressive without going overboard, and did so without it seeming forced, but then was the most gentle and loving partner afterwards.
 
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