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Wanders into a corner and sits, pouting.
What is the matter sugah?
I confess:
My want is a fierce want. It does not slip and it does not abate. It claws at my guts from the inside and rips at me without concern for time and place. At a point in my life when I have established control and confidence in so many different aspects of my life it is my desire that eludes me and has become a monsterous manifestation in my mind.
I will feel it take hold and my prick harden. The length of it swelling within my pants, straining my boxer briefs, lewd and rampant despite my efforts to focus elsewhere. My dreams are invaded with images of bodies slapping together and for the first time since I was a kid I have woken up amidst wet,slick sheets that have plastered themselves to my body when I've Cum in my sleep.
It's become such a potent force that I have stroked myself to a powerful release only to immediately be hungry again.
I confess this... was hot.
I confess that I just can't help it. I can't. I want to. But I am as yet, unable.
A hard man, a wet woman- sign my death certificate I am finished, weak in the knees and already wanting.
I confess that a moan, a certain growl, and three words all have the ability to kill me, something about the way they are said, the sound in my ear it's like they are connected to my pussy and I am instantly wet. Like I said... I can't help it.
They say that Bisexuals are mistrusted oftentimes.. mostly cause we are equal opportunity, it's possible that I am. But something about a person, about their power, their strength, smarts, and the way they carry themselves, of either gender... and I am instantly drawn.
I confess confidence is sexy, fucking sexy... and I need a drink.
Also I confess my mistress is making me wait.. and that is the fucking hardest lesson for me ever. I am not patient. Ever. I want to cry with need for her.
EDIT- DA... girl get out of the corner. Watch that lip of yours. At least pretend to behave?
EDIT- DA... girl get out of the corner. Watch that lip of yours. At least pretend to behave?
I confess this... was hot.
I confess that I just can't help it. I can't. I want to. But I am as yet, unable.
A hard man, a wet woman- sign my death certificate I am finished, weak in the knees and already wanting.
I confess that a moan, a certain growl, and three words all have the ability to kill me, something about the way they are said, the sound in my ear it's like they are connected to my pussy and I am instantly wet. Like I said... I can't help it.
They say that Bisexuals are mistrusted oftentimes.. mostly cause we are equal opportunity, it's possible that I am. But something about a person, about their power, their strength, smarts, and the way they carry themselves, of either gender... and I am instantly drawn.
I confess confidence is sexy, fucking sexy... and I need a drink.
Also I confess my mistress is making me wait.. and that is the fucking hardest lesson for me ever. I am not patient. Ever. I want to cry with need for her.
EDIT- DA... girl get out of the corner. Watch that lip of yours. At least pretend to behave?
I confess that I am intrigued and turned on by this.
I confess that I am intrigued and turned on by this.
Wooo! *singing* Freeeeeeedommmmm! Dancing around as if suddenly possessed by Zy on a caffeine binge.
Heya Dr. J. got a confession of your own?
DA- down girl. See the bottle of absinthe? You want it? Huh? Go get it! Tosses the bottle over onto the furniture.
Heya Dr. J. got a confession of your own?
DA- down girl. See the bottle of absinthe? You want it? Huh? Go get it! Tosses the bottle over onto the furniture.
I have a few, yes.
Oh bloody hell. Share already.
Oh bloody hell. Share already.
Steels himself
I confess that I am a walking dichotomy. I am reserved and controlled but also possess a side of me that is very different (and a certain someone really brings that out in me).
She has this effect on me, a word, a look and I can't think of anything but her. She is all I want and all I can think of is taking her, making her mine.
Steels himself
I confess that I am a walking dichotomy. I am reserved and controlled but also possess a side of me that is very different (and a certain someone really brings that out in me).
She has this effect on me, a word, a look and I can't think of anything but her. She is all I want and all I can think of is taking her, making her mine.
Now THAT was a proper confession *mutters from her drunken stupor*