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)]

I hate the question, "What's the kinkiest thing you've ever done?" I tend to avoid superlatives, and I definitely don't know how to pick a "kinkiest." I'm inclined to think it can't really be scaled that way, but my brain can't help but try once the question has been asked. Is it kinkier to have a friend practice shibari on you while your your boyfriend watches, or to be made to kneel on the kitchen floor and perform oral sex with a fist wrapped in your hair? Is sucking on a foot fetishist's left foot while penetrating yourself with his right less mainstream than your partner putting you on the phone with his primary when you are incoherent because of his fingers inside you before going on to fuck you with a sex toy while she listens? It's insoluble, and I can't even decide if any of it is kinky at all, let alone kinkiest. I kind of think it's a stupid question, and while I don't mind the reverie, that question usually comes from someone who doesn't know me well, and is pushing too hard too soon on matters sexual, so I end up thinking through hot times in the past while being turned off in the present. It's very annoying.