"I didn't fuck him, I just blew him! And it was just once!"

[moxiemylove]

I saw a movie about a woman who blows her dog during a moment of loneliness in college. It's a secret until her fiance insists they tell each other their secrestest dirtiest moment

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[gusset_putty]

I visit a place sometimes that is full of first time dog fuckery. It is insane and hilarious and morose.

I veer toward the sexually twisted more than anything so any honesty I can bring hasn't been taken as shocking. In hindsight I've had parts of who I am used against me but it's not bothersome considering the quality of the source. Compatible lovers should be able to say I sucked dog dick, I sucked leprechaun dick, whatever it is that people do without deterioration. A loss and freakout are, to me, a good and welcome sign to move along. It is the sharing of all parts, the tenderness alongside the vile nature that are most hot.

My most shameful things, I'd only speak them as commencement to having my throat stuffed with ample cock.

[moxiemylove]

We have a lot in common.

[venetia]

I think "shame" for me isn't something that happens in private. When I think of feelings of shame they're associated with social welfare queues and prison visiting hours and not being able to afford food and so on.

I suppose there might also be things that could maybe become shameful if I told the wrong people, but I haven't so they haven't.

[opheliathemuse]

that is precisely how I feel about shame.

[piedpiper]

there isn't nearly enough text space in this box for every shameful moment, one as bad as the next. everything i truly love or want is shameful, unfortunately, and i'm not saying that to be sexy or poetic. it's sad fact.

[anonymous]

I've had my life go to smithereens, but it wasn't the consequence of sharing any dark secret.

I think my most shameful moment was in the ninth grade, kissing a girl in a movie theatre on a first date. I had barely met her, and I thought I was being recklessly spontaneous, and that would somehow be appealing. I quickly realized it was a violation. We actually sat through the whole rest of the movie next to each other. It was agony.

Can I tell anyone? God, I don't know. I'd tell it only to people I had a certain relationship with; who knew me a certain way.

[duchess_k]

I don't think I'm going to share it because it makes me feel too awful to consider. I'll be taking it to my grave. But many of us have terrible secrets. I don't think my life would go to smithereens but people would never see me the same way again, and I would lose a lot of respect. I can't see any use whatsoever in sharing it with anyone.

Er, she blew her dog??? I don't think loneliness could ever drive me to put a dog's dick in my mouth.