Randomized confessions..

I am a part time squaddie in the British Territorial Army. We had an exercise the other month where me and a number of mates had to play at being corpses after a simulated gas attack at base. I was picked up off the ground,slung over a shoulder and dumped on a pile of other "dead" troopers in the back of a vehicle and driven off to an area where we were hauled out,i identiciation tag tied around a boot and rolled into body bags. Thing is I shot my load spontaneously whilst I was piled up with my mates as we were being driven along,we were all acting limp and with the jolts on the road our bodies naturally created a heat and rolling sensation that really made me bone hard and come.

  • I am 21 and i am very disfunctional i am anti social and a virgin (i have never been penetrated by a man) but i have let 2 differnt guys play with my boobs until they get hard then i leave.. i don't know what it is but the thought of actually " sleeping" with them makes me sick. i have also already tried playing with another womans breast but i won't touch their crotch i can't go on like this forver.. what am i

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    Up to the age of around 30 my experiences had taught me that females in general were very moody creatures(or so I thought) and should wear a sign about their person to indicate their mood swings i.e. maybe a medallion on a chain which said FRIENDLY on the one side and UNFRIENDLY on the other? They could then turn it depending on how they felt at the time and in turn we (Males) would know how to approach them.
    But how wrong I was!
    I now realise that they are just downright nasty all of the time and it's our (Males) tolerence level which has the swings. Some days we can take the moaning and bitching more than others.

  • I am a female. My long time boyfriend, the father of my children, with whom I have mind blowing sex, has had gay sex with a celebrity. This is someone who I see on the internet, on TV and hear on the radio. Every time I see the guy, I get this crazy feeling.
    In fact, my boyfriend has had sex with tons of people, both male and female, and I have met many of them. I have no reason to believe he cheats on me but every time I am around someone he has been with, it feels like he has. One of the people is a marriage-relative of his. Someone who is at a lot of family functions. He sends a lot of gay propaganda to my boyfriend via email. I don't have a problem with his past except that it's not really his past if it keeps coming back to haunt me.
    We fuck each others ass often and I keep an open mind in our sex life.
    A few years ago I felt it would somehow even the score if I slept with a woman and I did and all it did was create a lot of mistrust and problems.

    Ever feel that all of life's problems are bottled up inside and you shouldn't ever let them out. Yet you know this is fucking you up mentally. You know that it is causing you problems but it has been so long bottled up that even if you did want to release some of it, one would end up killing someone. Every day I look at people, every day I notice things about each and everybody. Most of them I picture killing. I picture their problems, their flaws, their blindness to the world. I have no where to release these feelings, no where to turn. It is not a feeling of suicide, but I feeling of pure and complete anger. A feeling that clouds your vision and distorts your thoughts. This is what I feel every day. This is disease I have to live with everyday. One might think I should go get help and talk to someone about this, well I have. It does nothing for me. They are just as fucked up as myself. I end up solving more of their fucking problems then of mine. I have tried to get help, many times, so it is not the matter of the "wrong doctor" or anything like that. Like I said, no one can help me. This is the first time I have found a place like this. A place to let people know my feelings, my hate, my anger, my disgust. I feel like I have a mask over my soul. A mask that will always hide this true me. A mask that no one can or will take off. No one sees me, no one hears me, they hear what I need them to and that is it.

  • I'm in a relationship with a guy i care for very deeply for about 5 months. When I told him that i was bisexual... he kind of got happy about it and asked how would i feel about a threesome. I said sure... so ever since then he's been on my back about having one. It's become very annoying to the point where i want to leave him. But once the threesome issue came up, I've cheated on my boyfriend with 4 different men on several occassions. I only had sex with two but the other two i gave head once or twice. And what's so messed up... i don't regret ne of them. He just gets on my nerves so much that i needed to get away from him with someone else. I've never been a faithful person. I've cheated on every man i've ever dated. I need some help.. ne body have ne suggestions?

    - a cheating heart

    me and my wife had my brother inlaws 20y/o girlfreind spend
    the night becouse my wife was going away the next day and
    she was watching my kids well that night she got in bed with us just joking around I thought next thing I knew she had a hold of my cock and my fingers were in her while my wife was sleeping the next day I came home early and we had sex 5 times now she lives in another state .But my neighbors
    wife told me yesterday she wants to have a affair and I think I would love it but not sure if I will

    The few times I've ever gotten a massage, by the end of it, I am so turned on, I can barely walk. It's all that soft/strong, kneading by a woman's hands. Zowee. And when she gets up, way up to my thighs, I have to bite my lip. I never want a man to massage me, I'd probably have screaming orgasms.

    im a girl who keeps having this dream...

    im laying in my bed i turn over and michael jackson is laying next 2 me naked with a huge boner it was like 9 inches. i started rubbing it. the next thing i knew he was on top of me kissing me and putting his cock in me then i woke up.

  • have u ever had your clothes stolen while streaking, or been caught?