Anonymous Confession posted:
I believe my mother may have touched me when I was 11.
I was scared, so I slept in her room that night. I dreamed about... Well, hot naked woman giving me handjobs. I woke up and realized I had a wet dream.
I try not to think about it much and tell myself that the two events are unrelated and purely coincidental, but I always end up thinking about it every so often.
So you're uncertain about it. Compare the two - wet dreams (which are a frequent occurrence for kids) and your mother jacking you off in your sleep. Which seems more plausible?!
Anonymous Confession posted:
I like the smell of my own ball sweat, is this bad?
Probably
Anonymous Confession posted:
You and I know the Nazis were assholes, killing innocent people because of their religion, burning, raping, war.
But...I kinda have a Nazi Fetish, either for cute little Blond guys in German Uniforms or imagining myself as a Nazi Officer about to dominate a man/woman.
Other than that I like the weapons, Uniforms, music, Military.
For the record I don't hate Jewish people or any other race or creed. I just like this stuff because it was stylish, and yes it includes the Swastika.
I deeply feel guilty about this Fetish, but if I was about to have sex with a man/woman and she/he was ok with this, I'd Roleplay as a Nazi Officer about to rape a Russian Peasant.
So that's it then.
That is quite a specific fetish
Anonymous Confession posted:
I was at my best friend's house one time. We were hanging out all day and it got pretty late, so I decided I was going to crash at his place. His mom was on the chesterfield in the living room, so I slept on his floor. I had a sleeping bag and a pillow, it was pretty damn comfortable. We talked for a bit, and couldn't get to sleep, so we got a bunch of food and ate for about an hour straight. It was fucking glorious. I was on the verge of falling asleep, when he got out of his bed and lied down next to me. I felt a little weird, because we're both guys, but I shrugged it off. Later, he grabbed my dick and started to stroke it, I began to feel really uncomfortable, but it felt so good. I wasn't sure of what to do. Eventually he put some lube all over my dick and I was fucking him in the ass. I was dead tired and confused as fuck. I came and rolled over to fall asleep. I am straight. We haven't talked about it since.
Again, I can't really think of anything witty to say to this. Can you guys think of anything?
Anonymous Confession posted:
So about 3 weeks ago, I was messing around with this new website I found. It sends multiple messages to whoever you want via text message. So I decided to fuck with some girl I liked. So I sent her 30 messages saying “YOU’RE A SLUT” and since I had her sister’s number I decided to send 10 messages saying “LOOK AT YOUR SISTER’S PHONE”. It was lulzy, none the less. She complained on her Facebook that some guy was “hacking her phone with perverted messages.” I laughed, and then went on with my normal routine. About a week later, this faggot who went to my school asked out my friend’s girlfriend, even though he knew that he was with her. So I decided to use the website to fuck with him. He had no idea what my number was, so I decided to send him one message before I unveil a barrage of 50 messages. I sent him “Don’t fuck with (friend’s name).” And I sent the messages. About 3 hours later, the girl who I spammed the week before sent me a message saying “Why do you think I’m a slut?” I was awestricken. How could she have known it was me?! Then I realized. The faggot just so happened to be a childhood friend of the girl I liked and he asked if she knew the person who sent the messages to him. (Remember that I sent if a message via MY phone before I sent all the messages via the website.) And so I decided to tell a lie. I sent “I never said that. What are you talking about?” And then she forwarded the conversation of her and Dr. Faggot to me. I then started thinking about what I should do next. But then she sent me another message saying “It was flattering <3.” I seriously fell off of my chair I was sitting on. I then sent her a message saying “Wow I didn’t really mean for it to be flattering I was just playing a joke on you.” About 30 seconds later she replied “Well that’s a shame; I fingered myself to the image of myself being a slut.” Now I was freaking out. The ONE time I could get a chance with this girl and turns out to be an actual slut. Now she won’t talk to me, what do, Hezzy?
That's crazy. Why won't she talk to you? Pics man!!
Anonymous Confession posted:
I don't know how else to organize this so I'll use numbers
1.I got a BB gun when I was 11
2. I was told to be really careful.
3.I shot a bird
4.I cared for the bird for about 3 days
5.I skinned the bird alive for about 20 minutes
6. I chucked it in the neighbors yard
7.The neighbor's kid got grounded for a long time.
8.I was really really unbelievably proud
Psychopath in the making
Anonymous Confession posted:
I got a mentally retarded gay ginger kid fucked up. It isn`t as hardcore / sexist as some other confessions, but read on. I never really talked with anyone deeply about this. Excuse me for the kind of horrid grammar.
Back when I was 8 years old or so I went to a local sportclub. I got along pretty well, I sucked at the sport but everything went alright. But after a year or so this ( Kind of ) lightly mentally retarded ginger ( He could function quite normal ) joined the club. Everyone hated him but I kind of felt bad for him. He asked me to go out and play once and I tought it was alright. I must say, this kid was a hardcore Christian and worked at the local church as altar boy or some shit, but nevermind, I`ll go further on this later. My cousins wich were about 7 years older than me taught me all kinds of nasty shit, kind of boosting my masculinity but making me a a kind of horrible person for the rest of my life. So when this ginger kid came over we played games like GTA and stuff ( I was like 9/10 years old and didn`t realise this was bad for a retard )
My sexism, taught by my cousines also spread into his little fucking brain. When I was like 11 he didn`t had any friends anymore and he called me once a week or so. Had sleepovers and shit. My sexism only got worse because I just hit puberty. The ginger kid was kind of violent now and also sexistic. Few examples, we had a sleepover with the sportclub and he went fully naked in a room with girls when he had to change clothes. When I was 12 I had a sleepover with all my friends. Also he developed a lip for muslims / non Christians. We watched those sex commercials around midnight and I remember this retarded kid saying `` OOH FUCKING SEXY `` when 65+ sex came up. He got kind of anoying. 13th, I hit high school, I couldn`t just dump this fucker so I tried keeping him secret. Worse of all, he was pubering too ( Lightly retarded, having an unclean mouth, it was a fucking hell for his parents ) also he appeared to be gay. At my 14th poeple started having well, critic at the friendship and I marked the ginger as a heap as lies. Also he got fucking anoying because he ringed me all the time, I went fucking crazy, almost traumatizing. So... I tried to dump him with help from my father. Also I was scared that he was gay with me We made some sort of row about religion or some shit.
About 1/2 year ago, at birthday this dude from my class came over to me. A bit drunk decided to tell me a story That nobody wanted to tell to me because it would make me feel bad ( Everyone knew the ginger kind of traumatized me ) We talked a bit and then this retard ginger kid came into the conservation. It seems like his younger borther ( From the dude I was talking too ) was in his class in primary school or something like that. They had this O-shaped circle thing where everyone tells stories about their weekend and shit. Nobody wanted to talk except the retarded ginger kid. And this motherfucker told his class.
`` I had a sleepover with my best friend XXXX, we had loads of fun and we had a wet dream together. ``
You can cut this out if you find it racist, but from that day I developed a natural traumatizing dislike for gingers.
Haha wow
Anonymous Confession posted:
Ok, so a while ago, i was on a temporary, unpaid work placement at a supermarket in the UK called Iceland.
One day i was tasked with resealing boxes of frozen goods on the shop floor using special sticker seals, since alot of customers take no care when browsing the freezers, boxes get damaged but the stuff inside, providing it is wrapped in vaccumed plastic, is legally able to be resold.
Anyway, one day i was feeling a bit disgruntled as i wasnt allowed to take my lunch break for another hour, and since i wasnt getting paid anyway i was getting creative in my revenge.
I opened a Meat Feast, and a Cheese pizza, pulled the plastic wrapped frozen deliciousness out of the box, switched them over, resealed and carried on working.
I made a good effort to continue working around the freezer for the next 30 minutes, so i could laugh to myself as a customer picked up the "Cheese" pizza and placed it into their shopping trolley.
I only wish i could have seen their face when they got home and had meat covering their food.
Hahaha I can imagine you just going "That'll show the bitch!"
Anonymous Confession posted:
I was invited to a party one night, being single at the time I agreed to go if only just for the social interaction and free booze that would be flowing all night.
I change into some baggy jeans and somewhat smart looking silk shirt and head over to the store with some friends. I wasn't asked for ID and left with 10 packs of Heiniken.
When my friends and I arrived the party was already full packed with guys and girls dancing, drinking and having a great time. Naturally i'm shy but I casually (if you even can) walked past an overly horny teenager attempting to ram his hand up some girls skirt. God if he wasn't drunk, it was a paper bag moment.
While I was filling my glass I saw her. She had blonde hair and mesmerizing deep blue eyes that I couldn't stop staring at. Her beautiful tan glistened in the beating disco ball lights. I stared at her feet and slowly drifted my eyes up her legs, lingering for a few seconds at her thighs. I imagined myself between them and soon had to leave the room and hide my raging manhood. I forced myself to calm down went back to the beer keg, looking round in search of her. I'd lost her! Frantically I asked around, how desperate did I sound, searching for a chick I didn't even know the name of!
From this point on I drank myself away, beer, more beer, more and more. I came here to party and planned to do so.
As I was wandering around the house, I glanced up the stairs and saw her again, I wasn't letting her go this time oh no. In my half drunk state I manned up and spoke to her. After a while of small talk I invited her into one of the upper rooms to talk in a quieter atmosphere. Her name was Sophie, oh Sophie what I would do to you. We sat on the edge of a rather ruffled looking bed, I knew it was now or never. I scooted closer and wrapped my arm around her. What? No attempts to stop me? Yes!! Haha, I'm in I thought.
She placed her left hand on my neck, so lightly it was like heaven. She began to work it slowly down, running her silk like fingers across my skin and down my chest, eventually reaching my zipper. She undoes it and slips inside, firmly grasping my now raging manhood. Pulling away from our now passionate kiss she lowers her face to my crotch, I moan as her wet lips envelope me and her spaceworm attacks my space ship.
Words can't describe the feeling of ecstasy. After some unforgettable pleasuring I push her back on the bed and begin sliding her skirt off those amazing legs. As I pull off her moist panties her aroma enters me, she is ready. I lower my face into her smooth shaven love nest and begin to feast on it's delicacies.
Salt. I taste fucking salt. As my tongue retreats back into it's safe haven, I can feel a strand of juice hanging out of my mouth. I swirl the sample around my mouth, intrigued by it's slimy gelatinous texture and swallow it.
Then, I fucking knew.
I get up and run to the bathroom, switching on the light. I must be sure. Then I see it, the thick white goo dripping off my chin. She was calling my name... "Mark? Come back to me! *moan*" I was unable to do anything but violently vomit for the next 10 minutes. After my stomach was empty of these evil man fluids, I washed out my mouth and ran for it.
That my friends, is why I will never hook up with a whore again.
AJAHAHAHA OH GOD THAT IS DISGUSTINGLY HILARIOUS
Anonymous Confession posted:
When I was 12 I went to a camp where I met a really cute girl and I had a little crush on her but I left camp expecting to never see her again until I came across her myspace, got her number and started talking. Turns out she liked me too and it made my heart sing. So we both agreed that we liked eachother and we texted every day until I was going to see her and ask her out. But during those days of talking I had learnt something. Once when she was 13 she did something. She sent a boy a nude photo due to peer pressure. This was the first girl I had ever liked that wasn't a little goody goody but I wanted to be a white knight so I was fairly upset. Then came the meeting and the girl I knew wasn't who sat before me. I knew the girl I saw in the pictures online and who I had seen 2 years ago but now she had braces, curly hair and bangs (I hate bangs) and she had gained weight. So I made it my mission to let her subtly know that I didn't like her any more. Long story short I haven't talked to her for a year (except for a very awckward short conversation over facebook in which she told me she still thinks about me every day.) but I will never get over the regret I have from being a white knight... She would have done anything for me... I could have had the nude photo. But instead of getting a blowjob before dumping her I just never talked to her again. And now it's too late to go back, and I'll never be able to get a nude photo or blowjob from a 13 year old now... :saddowns:
Moral of the story: Don't be a white knight because the girl will probably turn out to be a whale anyway.
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