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I have a crippling porn addiction. i have tried to cope up with it but im not able to, i tried nofap for 35 days then relapsed. I remember i once jerked off in an anonymous parking lot I don't know how to confess this to someone in person so i cane here to do so......
I must admit, I’m a university student studying management majoring accounting or finance. I just recently had a reading break which means no school for a week. I also have 4 midterms right after the break. As a management student, the courses are kinda tough and need to studied to get a passing grade. I used to be stoner (4 bowls a day) so I took the break as a holiday for me to hit the bong big time. I decided to take a few days during the reading break to get baked as fuck on weed, and the other days to study hardcore. The reading week is now over and I’m still smoking weed and I haven’t even studied one bit for the midterms. I have a midterm this afternoon and I’m panicking the fuck out. I’m simply confessing that I’m addicted to weed and as long as I have the supply, I will not stop smoking unless it’s finished. Wish me good luck on the midterms! 🤤
I recently got engaged to the sweetest man in the world. I honestly don't deserve it. He has a very demanding job and out of the 5 years we have been together he worked away for two of those. The relationship was really strained and somewhere along the way the resentment grew and we lost the passion which once brought us together. He came back and wanted to work things out and just as I was about to fully commit I reconnected with an old friend. Now this friend of mine looks amazing and thinks the world of me, where as my fiance stopped taking care of himself and I don't desire him as much. For the last year I have been sleeping with both. Sex with my friend is hot, he makes me cum like crazy. He has the most beautiful cock, He is tall, dark, and handsome. He constantly texts me dirty stuff and we even had the most amazing phone sex. All I think about all day is fucking him and seeing the lust in his eyes. He makes me call him daddy and dominates me without being too rough. I am very petite and he says he loves fucking me because of my extra tight pussy. I want to stop but I feel addicted to this man. I love my fiance but I don't lust for him this way. I am constantly in fear that this will come back to bite me in the ass.
#adultery #selfishness #sex #addiction #betrayal #unfaithful
Hi Well I have never confessed this before and think it's an addiction, Ever since I was 14 I have been been drinking my pee, it's started when I used to masterbate and I used to taste myself on my fingers and the sweetness used to turn me on and make my orgasms much harder, so it was a natural progresion for me to taste my pee after I rubbed my pussy straight after going to the bathroom one day and the taste was amazing and got me off so fast I was instantly hooked, I have been doing this for over 10 years now and am considering telling my Boyfriend but don't know how to approach the matter, we don't live together but after we have sex I sometimes can't wait for him to go or for me to get home deppending on where we are at the time his place or mine, and as soon as I get alone time I wait untill I have a full bladder untill I am almost about to burst then I strip off and piss straight into my biggest cup that I keep just for this purpose then I sit down and masterbate while drinking it all down and when I'm almost finnished I allow my throbbing wet pussy to cum as I hold the last mouthfull of pee in my mouth before swallowing and when I cum it truely is the most intence orgasms I have but it's getting worrying because I have been doing this even more and more and look forward to it and some how can't get off otherwise, I am afraid if I tell him this habit I have formed that he may not like it or worse still may not want me, but I still can't help wanting to tell him and to share this with him so he could be a part of it, I wish I didn't have this but I just can't stop once I get it into my head what I am going to do, it makes me so wet just knowing that I am going to make myself drink a cup of my sweet piss and cum while doing so, turns me on so much I can't stop. The orgasms I experience is amazing and mind blowing so much that I find it an addiction.
I´m addicted to online sex chatting. I masturbate everyday and waste my time and energy.
So I... had an affair with this guy some three years ago. Ugly as fuck, to be honest. Ok I mean, just really unattractive. Our relationship was essentially based on weed. Not that I didn't buy my own. But I would always use with him, just to have someone to smoke with, since I get really anxious when I do. I would smoke loads back then. Then I stopped buying it. 'cause I wanted to stop. But I kept visiting this man's house. We wouldn't have sex anymore, I was having sex with another guy, a friend of his actually. This other guy was kind of nice and really cares about me but I cut him out of my life 'cause he won't have sex with me anymore 'cause he thinks I'm desperate. Which I kind of am. My life is so dull 'cause I have no plans, no projects, no motivation. Aside from weed, I smoke cigarettes and drink, I don't drink too much but yeah, I'm kind of the addictive type you know. Most of all I was addicted, I still am, to these two men. And I'm also anorexic/bulimic, not too thin lately, and I've managed to stop the binging and purging, I'm making progress you know, but still no future, no education... I used to be in university. I was studying philosophy. I was the brightest student in my year, but I was always on drugs and when I started sleeping with these guys I pretty much gave up on everything else. I tried to launch a music career, so to speak. I mean, as I was hurting like a goddamn dog I started composing sad tunes on my guitar. I've been in therapy all my teen and adult life, I'm 23, it's been more than ten years, with different therapists. Maybe I'm gay, maybe I'm bisexual, maybe I'm a random nymphomaniac, narcissistic, shizotypical, borderline fucked up mess with daddy issues and a self-centred attitude and paranoia and bipolar depression and no friends, virtually zero people I trust. I have no idea what I am, it's not like I've been abused and furthermore I got tested and they say I have nothing, I'm just kind of above average intelligence-wise and particularly sensitive, that's what they say. I taught myself how to play piano in ten days and I can do some pretty impressive stuff and bla bla bla yeah I'm showing off. But really I'm just so sad. I dropped out of uni, anyhow. Oh, I said that already didn't I. And I masturbate almost daily but with a sense of disgust even. I don't enjoy any kind of porn anymore, and I don't even enjoy actual sex, I mean, I had a couple of really good fucks with these two guys but yeah who cares. And what kills me is I've been so in love with the second guy but I fucked up because I'm fucked up and now he's gone but it's been three years and I was his first girl so it was bound to happen wasn't it. Why shouldn't he want to be with someone normal who doesn't hit him when he doesn't want to have sex, someone who is not so whiny as I am, so bitter and self-centred and FUCK I wish I could turn back time or I just wish he could DIE sometimes I really do everything except move on with his life leaving me here in my ugly stinky rut. I'm so depressed I've gotten used to it but sometimes I get these glimpses of lucidity and they really hurt.
#life #sex #drugs #weed #future #depression #addiction #issues
I do pain pills everyday.
Been doing it for years
never been to jail
never had it destroy my life
never lost a job over it
or a boyfriend
or a friend
I don't want to quit I don't want to get better>
I just wanna have a damn good time :)
I don't think there's anything wrong with that
It's very important to me to look good at every time. I didn't notice that I am addicted to make-up and clothing until my friends told me to stop. I spent all my money on mascara, eye shadows, lip sticks, dresses, shirts and stuff. It's kind of an addiction. I love it to try new styles and to create new trends.
And it didn't bothered me when I was late to appointments I made or when I ditched my friends.
My look was everything to me.
This was 2 years ago, now I'm 21 and I can manage it to go outside without wearing any make-up at all. It's a big step forward for me and I hope that I don't fall back into that kind of pattern.
I am addicted to porn... most times all I want is to be fucked... sometimes I fantasize about being raped by a dirty stranger repeatedly.
I'm addicted to tight clean pussy and anything that has the slightest dirty fish stench will cause dry heaves and eventual vomit if a full breath of stank enters my stomach. I hate dirty pussy more than anything, don't mother's teach you how to wash and douche so men dont reject their daughters for hygiene. Uhhh i can only imagine what grilled cheese yellow discharge mess is in their mothers cooter
I am supposed to follow my sexual addiction recovery and avoid masturbation, but I can't longer control it. I keep masturbating every other day and I don't know how to stop. I keep telling to myself that I can be a normal man but I just get aroused by everything. I am afraid that I don't have a cure and I will get worse.
When I was about 12 I think, I started to jack off. It was a great feeling too. I was scared when I was about to ejaculate. I didn't know what was happening to me. Besides that I did it more often and anywhere I could do it.
One day I was jacking off and my little sister barged in my room, I got scared and hid my cock under my blanket. She didnt see me doing anything. She was like 6 I think. I remember she came in and layed on my bed, on her stomach. She was wearing really tight yoga pant things. So her ass was popping out and I got really horny when I saw her ass. I started jacking off to her because she was watching tv in front of me. The bed was shaking and she said,"stop shaking the bed" and I said that I was just cold. I didnt finish because my brothers also came in.
Another time we were in my parents room looking for something. She bent over a table thing and I was getting horny so I started humping the air pretending I was having sex with her. I did that for like 2 mintuites because we couldn't find it. My older sister of 2 years walk upstairs to my parents room and it scared me so I stopped before she seen anything.
When my little sister was sleeping, I took a look at her from my bed and started masturbating over her. I started to softly touch her ass. Soft enough she couldn't feel but I felt it good. I kissed her ass and cummed on her ass. I felt good about and scared because it was my sister.
Like 2 years later my little sister left the state because problems with our parents. I only had my older sister to look at. I started noticing my sister more and saw she grow a lot. She has bigger tits and a bigger ass. I got my first phone and started talking her social media looking for pictures of her ass hopefully. I found a lot and started masturbating to them. When my sister fell asleep early and everyone was outside I snuck into her room and started to masturbate in her face. I tried to feel her tits but she was facing down. If she was facing down that means her ass was facing up. I started feeling her ass and getting hornier. I cummed on her blanket where her ass was.
The second time touching her ass was at my aunt's house. And she was sleeping again. She has booty shorts on and no blanket. I fucked up while grabbing her ass. I grabbed her ass but my fingers went to far in and I grabbed hard. To this day I don't know if she was awake or not. Because when I did it she jumped a little. Then I went upstairs and started to jack off to the feeling of the ass grab.
Couples years to by, I ocassionaly grabbed her ass when I could. She started growing bigger tits and a huge ass. I constantly starred at her ass always. I'm pretty sure she knew I was doing it. She got so sexy. I'm 16 now and for 4 years I've been jacking off to my sister, taking bras and panties from her drawers when she was at school and I was "sick". I grabbed her ass more. I made a fake facebook account just to get nudes from girls. My sister popped up as a recommended friend and I started fucking with her. Saying stuff like, nice ass, you got big tits, I want to fuck you. I want to stick my dick in your throat. I loved it until she showed my dad the messages between the fake account and her. They were sexual harrasment messenges. He threatened to file a police report so instantly said sorry and begged not to. I still do stalk my sisters social media to see her half naked. I love looking at her tits and ass. I stalk her by looking through a hole in her door by the handle because the handle is smaller than the hole. She just got out the shower and I started watching her to see if she would get naked. I did it for a long time but she only looked at herself in a mirror. I didn't get to see tits or ass. To this day I still want my cock in her ass and throat. Sems weird right.
Im 16 and am a very sexual person despite never having sex, let alone my first kiss. I seem innocent enough even though I swear like a sailor sometimes. However, I can't say the same thing about my hormone-crazed mind. It all started when I was 8 and accidentally walked in on my parents fucking in the kitchen doggy-style. I heard odd sounds and wanted apple juice but then my parents shooed me away. I went to my bedroom and thought about what happened. I have a younger brother who is 3 years younger than me and at the time was 5 but very smart for a kid his age. For weeks, when my parents weren't looking, we did something called 'the thing' which was when he grinded himself against me. One time, when I thought my parents were distracted with cooking I got him to lay on top of me and dry hump me against my pussy and started to feel a nice slowly building pressure and then of course my mom walked in and I panicked and told him to get off of me. Being introverted, shy and just curious, I explained this to my mom and she understood and I asked her about how 'the thing' meaning sex felt and she said to wait till I'm a big girl.
A year later in fourth grade I had an odd friendship with this girl in my class. I lied to the teacher and said I wanted to go to the bathroom and said I wasn't feeling well, although this was only 20 percent accurate. My buddy, the girl said she wanted to try something she saw her parents do and before I knew it, her soft and slightly wet lips were on my neck and she started to rub her body against me. I didn't know what to do but all I recall is liking it and how she wanted me to lick her pussy. In one of the stalls, I curiously and slowly licked her and got wet myself and she started to do the same to me after I was done with her. She was surprisingly good at it is what I thought in my increasingly-hormonal mind (I started puberty early) and started to feel good when I found another student asking if I was ok. To cover our evidence she scurried into the next stall and locked it and I went back to class and lied again stating I threw up and the teacher kindly pulled me aside and told me next time to just go straight to the nurse.
Fast forward to when I was 13 and I discovered porn. I heard some boys talking about it and even some girls and me being me and wanting to look up new things like the little nerd I was I decided to check it out and I was in complete awe. This was what sex looked like? With the laptop on silent I watched some of the videos and felt an odd wetness and ache between my thighs that I had never ever felt before. To see those sluts screaming in ecstasy, racing their tight pussies up and down those big cocks apparently turned me on. I took off my panties to find myself incredibly wet. I peeled my panties off and locked the door to the bathroom, closing the history and leaving Incognito mode on the laptop with my homework assignment up in my room. Then, epiphany, I touched my pussy, just a small rub and almost came right there. I almost jumped off the toilet! I realized this came from my 'clit' and my opening in my vagina was where this wetness was coming from. I then rubbed my clit, slowly then faster until I almost screamed in orgasm but remained silent due to my mother in the kitchen cooking (new apartment, much bigger than childhood one but my mom fast to save her babies. don't need her thinking nothing! XD) I was sweating slightly, my knees felt weak and I wanted to do again so I did. Three more times. I humped the toilet by draping my soft towel against the closed seat and rubbed my pussy against it. So hot. Then I discovered erotic novels, and that included BDSM, finger fucking, ass fucking you name it. I started to masturbate on an almost daily basis. I loved doing it on Sundays because I washed my hair and took an hour in the shower (u know why). Shower masturbation is the best lol.
Two years later I'm 15 and my clit is huge and always seeming half hard and ready to fuck. It's almost like I am always horny. I've gotten crafty too. My electric toothbrush, humping my shampoo bottle, humping the wall, soaping my pussy and finger fucking myself etc. I got into lesbian porn, shemale, gay and all that. It was interesting and made me so hot. I even imagined myself having sex a few times but my fantasies will remain fantasies and thats it. XD My best orgasm was ironically the night of my 16th birthday, I had my electric toothbrush in my pussy but always needed my fingers on my clit to get me to orgasm; furiously fucking myself with the toothbrush in and out of my soaking, tight virgin pussy and my fingers rubbing my clit while I come hard. Then, it happened. I discovered my g-spot. I was very persistent with the brush and kept fucking myself with it from behind and deep in my pussy lying on my back. I occasionally took the brush out to finger myself then I curiously curled my fingers in and actually screamed and moaned loudly in ecstasy. Both my parents were listening to loud music and my brothers were at school but damn that orgasm was FABULOUS. I repeated this and circulated the brush and my fingers really fast for 10 seconds straight till I came so hard I almost passed out and I even squirted a bit. I was quaking and twitching with satisfaction.
At 16 and a half, I am a such a sexual person I even surprise myself. I remain to be secret but am glad I got my dirty thoughts and actions off my chest. I feel like if I put it out anonymously I don't have to deal with any pressure even though there isn't really any. I sometimes feel like its an addiction even though I know masturbation is normal.
And that was my curious, dirty, and completely honest 100% true confession.
I work two jobs to pay for my addiction of sex toys, especially dildos like bad dragon. My husband doesn't know about the second job (it's online) nor would he approve of the constant stream of fake cock deliveries I get each month.
The online relationship started a long time ago. It involved abuse and manipulation, it was so bad that i didn't realize until it was too late. There was nothing i wouldn't have done, it left me empty and completely dependent on him. He left me, all i ever asked for was my love to be returned and to be given the affection any girlfriend would receive. When he left i wrote a suicide note and decided to end my life.
I don't know where i would be had it not been for an amazing guy we will call william. He scooped me up, loved me, and treated me in a way i never felt before. I was happy and trying so hard to forget the guy i met online.
When he came back into my life, i felt as vulnerable as the time i was with him. Though i never cheated on william, i began to hate him for not being my first love. Again, i became dependent and desperate to be with the other guy. William and me ended things, he could see right through me and had enough. I tried to be with my first love and was sure things would work out this time.
He lied to me about everything. He was with someone else. I found out and again i was broken. The whole time he was with her, it didn't matter if i was happy, he needed me to be broken and dependent on him.
He had someone who he said he was in love with and was happy. He said i was a mistake and he just wanted me to be with someone else. Never mind that when he was harassing me i was with someone else and trying to be happy. ( he knew that)
So here i am again, living a hell i deserve for hurting a good man. Every night i think about killing myself. Never let anyone take away your free will, even if they say they love you. All this taught me is what a horrible person i am. The online guy out living his happy life (with her at his side), and all i can think is me being in this state is what i deserve.
Every day, every morning and every night, I lust. When I wake up and when I go to bed. The desire consumes me to masturbate. And when I try to abstain, the desire grows until I finally give into that gratification. I've heard it's wrong to masturbate. I know I should not. But I've been living like this since I was in 8th grade. It's so hard to stop. I have not had a real girlfriend so there's no real ambition to stop except for God telling me not to. But there's certainly a lot of temptations. At my high school formal 3 years ago, the hottest girl in my grade turned around and grinded on me. I think about her nearly every day, but not in the right way.
When I was a junior in high school I shoved my books in the storage area under the desktop one day and at the end of class discover ed one of my books had a large glob of cum on it. No idea how that happened but I had a sandwich bag left over from lunch so I carefully saved it into the bag. The classroom had emptied out and no one observed my perviness. That night I smelled and dipped my fingers in the cum and ended up licking and swallowing. No idea why I acted this way. Never blew another guy, never had cum fantasies.
A couple of years later I went into a public rest room and found cum splatter, a large jerk off's worth in the middle of the tiled floor. Being alone, I tried to retrieve as much as I could though I didn't have an adequate container. Did my best and again played with the cum when I got home.
Now I have a full fledged cum addiction. Still not gay so I have to rely on my own cum.
I make cumsicles in my freezer adding one load on top of another until I have a frozen ice cube tray (one or two cubes, not a whole tray). I suck a cube letting it melt until I have a mouthful of cum. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror I let my warm cum drip down my chin. Then I swallow the rest and check my mouth to make sure I've swallowed all I could. For a couple of hours I have cum breath.
I know this is a weird fetish. My girlfriend won't let me cum in her mouth or on her face which is very disappointing. I have gone to an adult video store with the intention of sucking off some guy just for the total cum experience. So far, I've chickened out at the last minute. Either I need to find a more understanding girlfriend or get over my homophobia. My cum addiction must be fed!
#cum #addiction #homophobia #fetish
I am throughly discuted with myself. I have a porn addition that involves very young girls. I fantasize about having sex with them and masturbate. but when i get done if feel so much guilt and shame, that i get out a belt and beat myself with it! I give myself 40 lashes each time. this has helped in a mager way. I no longer am atracted to minors that i see on the street. when i see them on the street, i have nothing but love and compassion for them in my heart. And i wonder how anyone could ever hurt them sexually! I know that i could not! NOt ever!!! Yet when i am home alone i get horney and go looking for porn again. I am tired of this sycle! I have sought out help in the past by confessing my sins to a minister; but instead of helping me, he told everyone in the congregatiion about my lust. I had to move to a different city! Now I must say that I have never, not even one time, molested a child! Nor will I! I see kids as individual humans and not sex objects. I love them as if I were them! and if i were them, i would not want someone hurting me sexually. So I discipline myself and stay away from them!!
But this sin of lust has hindered my relationship with God. I desperatly want to be rid of this sexual desire. So I keep beating my self with a belt and doing what i can to resist the temptaiton to begin with. But you can rest assure yourself that i am not a threat to kids in society! I just have an evil desire that I must get rid of at all cost.
Please pray for me!!
I'm a 21 year old gay male. Decent looking.
Anyway this starts all the way back in elementary school, I always felt different. I was the odd kid out and often picked on but if you were to look at me there would be no obvious reason. I was clean, looked normal but I was always off, this is when the horrible pattern started. I had met this kid, let's call him Cody, anyway we hit it off at first when school started because he was the new kid and I was a loner and we bonded over just running around at recess because neither of us liked sports (or ever were invited to play) and the swing set. As the year went on I thought everything was fine and normal, his mom even started volunteering at the school to serve snacks for the students which had given me a chance to meet his mom which I thought was great until i got pulled into the office one day. I was told that I was being suspended for harassing another student, it turns out Jake was deeply afraid of me and my vivid imagination, so afraid that he had pretended to be my friend so he wouldn't get hurt. His mom volunteered at the school to even keep an eye on me so she can see for herself what was going on. That's when I really knew something was wrong with me and what sickens me is that this exact same pattern of me finding one person and developing a dangerous fixation on them, my intent is never to harm them but I do... never physically but I'm so insecure in everything about myself. I need to pick a fight with them just to know that they care enough to argue back. I make up a sad story or suicide attempt to see how much they love me. I constantly push these boundaries to test how much they will take and if they will hurl me out of their lives too. This pattern has slowed down but not in a healthy way, ive now turned to opiates to give me that feeling of euphoria I would get when someone would say something nice to me or give me a hug. I'm up to about 160-200 mg of oxycodone use a day which I guess is enough to kill someone without a tollerance and everyday I wish I wouldn't wake up from my nod. When this isn't enough I turn to casual sex on grindr just so I can still feel sexy and desired, I never use condoms because I hope I get HIV, that'll kill me in a few years if I don't treat it hopefully. Oh I should also mention that the only person that ever loved me unconditionally no matter how bad I got died of cancer when I was 19, the same time my "fiancé" left me. He was actually pretty good at dealing with my crazy, he knew how to work around it but after losing my mom I got really bad. Wanna know what's funny? I have a high paying job! I'm really smart and manipulative so I was able to cheat a resume and land a 30$ an hour job, I just pretended I knew what was going on lol I've even bought a car recently. I have this random peaks of energy and sanity I think where I set a goal and then I work hard to acheieve it, all while hiding a drug addiction. This isn't easy to do but any addict can tell you that they'll figure something out to push them through the day. As you can see this is so haphazardly written because this is how my brain works, I'm never on a single path and do you want to know the sickest thing that torments me the most in my life? I love. I love so hard. I love everyone and everything. All I want to do is love each and every person on this earth and i know that I have enough compassion in my heart to go around to each one of you but with my deadly desire to be desired like that in return all I do is hurt anyone who crosses my path. I've stopped now. I even got on methadone to start saving up a chunk of money for my family and entered the methadone clinic who dose me every morning before work, then I go to my office, milk the fuck out of the clock, go home, pop some xanax or whatever drug I can get my hands on because I have stockpiled fake pee for the UA's and pass the fuck out. On my days off it's just a blur of some type of intoxication. The beauty of this is, I'm no longer harming anyone, I tell my family I'm just dedicated to my career and they believe me because they see the new diesel (used 2011) Ford Dually I bought. I'm not in emotional pain for the lack of not having human interactions. My account is growing slowly but since I don't pay rent I can put almost half my monthly income into savings. I've written a list of the names of all the people I've hurt and for each name is a letter telling them everything that's beautiful about them. In 6 more months (if my body can hold up to my downers at night and daytime stimulants) I'll leave on a positive note with my dads debt paid off and my brother a newer truck which he should be able to make the payments on with the way I got the loan set up. Fuck you guys I'm so sorry I've failed you all. I was supposed to be the one to take every tear and change it for you... there has never been a time when my compassion didn't bring joy to someone's face, in fact that's the only thing that's kept me here this long. Kill me if you want and can find out who posted this, it would help. Today is January 7th.. late July and the toxic creature that has infected our existence as a species will enter the void of nothingness. Damnit, I was supposed to be something so beneficial. Anyway, bye babes. You have my love - mine is not to reason why, yours is not to make reply for I am to do and die.
#insanity #death #suicide #fear #addiction #abandonment #loss
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