The Return of the Anonymous Sex Confessional

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Way back in the Mesozoic era of LiveJournal, there was a time when several people would regularly host Anonymous Sex Confessionals for the amusement and diversion of all. The practice died out due to inertia, apathy and the occasional drama llama, but seeing as how I'm wrapped up in a bit of LJ nostalgia at the moment (and since the topic seems to be on the minds of some of my fellow LJians) I thought I'd dust off the idea and give it another go. And so:

Anonymous Sex Confessions

Anonymous comments are enabled for the next 48 hours, and IPs are not being logged. Share something about you sexually: wants, experiences, preferences, fears. Anything goes, and yes, this applies even if you don't have a sex life right now. Confession is good for the soul.

The three disclaimers:

1) You may safely assume that the comments to this post contain text of an NC-17 nature. Treat accordingly.

2) The management reserves the right to cease operation of the confessional at any time. Drama and abusive language will not be tolerated.

3) Feel free to link to this post from your own journal. The more, the merrier.



So!

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

The smallest, simplest thing can send me to that place.

Recently, it was the accidental snap of the elastic on my panties. The pleasant sting... made my head floaty... made me think of a rubber band snapping against my wrist... made me imagine a scenario where I'd be forced to snap it, by his commanding voice... made me recall the euphoria of slaps and spanks... made me remember how delicious it is to slide into intoxicating, dizzying subspace...

And it hurt so badly to be reminded of all this. All the wonderful, amazing sensations and emotions I miss.

Being forced to have a vanilla sex life, is like being forced to kill off little pieces of the real me, slowly, day by day. It's like he's not even having sex with me anymore-- he's having sex with some other version of me, a version in his mind... someone who wants only what he wants.

At this point, it actually hurts enough that I prefer not to have any sex at all.

lots of celibacy in these comments

[(Anonymous)]

me, too.

completely "in the monastery" 1986-1996 and again 2004-now.

amusingly, I don't miss teh sexxors, or relationships: I am calmer, not self editing (nearly) at all anymore, and I can pursue what I'm interested in without having to include a perhaps-less-than-interested "partner".

I'm fully functional, as I'm reminded several times a week on awakening, just prefer not to use that functionality.

[gardenfey.livejournal.com]

*not a lawnmover*

~Laughing, because it's so true.~

[(Anonymous)]

My husband, who's sex drive has never been as strong as mine, has been depressed for a while now, so he never wants sex. I know it has nothing to do with me, but I feel rejected and ugly anyway.

[(Anonymous)]

I desperately, desperately want to use a strap-on to pleasure my lover.

...but I am also terrified that doing so will trigger my gender dysphoria issues horribly and it's not been that long since I was last unable to look in a mirror without crying at seeing the wrong body.

[(Anonymous)]

The extreme stress of this past month of watching the step child during the day coupled with the non-existant sex life at nights when the kid is asleep is making it very, very hard to not snap at her. If she wasn't here I'd be under almost zero stress ... and her father wouldn't be so disinterested.

[(Anonymous)]

I've been a control freak in every area of my life, including the bedroom, for as long as I can remember... until I met the one person to whom I can give the trust to hold me down and ram me into jelly.

I am so, so blessed.

[(Anonymous)]

I could have written this myself.... I feel for you.

[(Anonymous)]

This. *sigh*

[(Anonymous)]

I feel like a (sex) therapist has to be one of the most difficult jobs possible from an ethical standpoint.

I mean, I'm sure they hear all kinds of unsexy horror stories about people who have been mistreated and abused. But what if someone comes in to talk about this hot, crazy sex fantasy they have but can't act out for whatever reason.

How difficult must that be to go home at night and not spank the monkey to some of the things they hear about each day?

[(Anonymous)]

I haven't gotten to play d/s or submissive play in almost five years. I miss it so much and oh,I so want to be tied up, tormented and fucked hard.

On the plus side I have a vibrator and an imagination:/

[(Anonymous)]

I get to have crazy rodeo sexytimes a lot, but I don't get nearly enough of the lazy fuck-cuddle-snore sex.

I worry about whether sex will still happen and be fun when I'm old.

I miss being naive enough to just boink whatever comes my way.

I keep a separate blog for sex stuff and I can't even put the really bizarre events (piss-fest, motorcycle blowjob, freaky insertions) in it because it's not anonymous enough.

[(Anonymous)]

You gave a motorcycle a blowjob? Or a motorcycle gave you a blowjob?

Then again, I have seen pictures of dragons fucking cars on the internet...maybe I just shouldn't ask.

[(Anonymous)]

Why should they not spank the monkey to it? As long as they remain professional during worktime, it shouldn't matter what they do on their spare time.

[we-happy-few.livejournal.com]

I get a lot of pleasure from other's enjoyment as well, that's not a bad thing.

But you can to learn to accept pleasure.

Your abuse is not insurmountable.

[(Anonymous)]

Jealous!