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Helping cup (00000046)
2.8/5 (93 Votes)
I (w) was about 12 or 13 years old when I woke up one night because I really needed the loo. When I opened my bedroom door to go, I heard the moaning of my parents. They were having sex and their door wasn't completely shut. Since the bathroom is next to their bedroom, and I had to pass their bedroom going there, I hastily closed my door again. I almost cried, I really needed to go. Than it occurred to me: I still had this morning’s hot chocolate cup in my room with a little bit left in it. So I dropped my knickers and relieved myself into the cup. Unfortunately I did not only hit the cup, but also my fingers and the carpet. I emptied the cup out of the window, completely ignorant of the fact that we had a white wall and I should have used a bit more momentum throwing it out. My room also had a nasty smell, but I fixed that with disinfectant (loads of it). All that was left was a yellow-brownish stain on our exterior wall, but that disappeared with the next rain. I told my parents that throwing tetra-packs at each others wall was the latest trend among teenagers. Thank god they were never looking for the burst packs. Even today, 5 years later, I still cannot drink out of that cup anymore, and every time my parents have sex I get the chills.

Posted on 11.07.2009, 10:09:17 CET
Football Baby (00000103)
2.8/5 (135 Votes)
Every time that I see a baby or toddler I imagine myself punting the thing like a football or curbing it.

Posted on 05.05.2011, 06:57:36 CET
Motherly Love (00000354)
2.8/5 (84 Votes)
When my wife cheated on me [...]
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Posted on 04.04.2013, 09:32:32 CET
Toy Fire Trucks (00000191)
2.8/5 (88 Votes)
When i was five, i visited my grandfather at his nursing home. We were best of friends. One day, I brought my mini fire trucks to play with. On that day, a women who was very old and fragile stepped on my fire truck, She then slipped on them and I started to laugh, she was then shipped to the hospital and was pronounced dead. This had haunted me all my life.

Posted on 16.11.2012, 16:36:49 CET
Place: Baltimore Maryland
Serendipity? (00000337)
2.8/5 (88 Votes)
I miss my ex boyfriend like no other. I may have committed the sin of idolatry or whatever, but I really don't think that was the case. I miss him terribly, and he just gleefully walks past me, and makes it seem like he is okay. He is hurting too. I know, we have the same thoughts all the time. I don't know why he avoids me when he can just come back. I'm waiting. It's just really painful right now. Maybe I will be aching for a while, but I trust Jesus Christ, that His comfort is more precious than the sound of the voice of a lover. I am tired. Will my heart stop aching? Come quickly Lord, sing psalms over me. I am desperate for You. Ignite my heart to love You, and to serve You without any conditions.
Tags: Love Despair

Posted on 29.03.2013, 02:00:25 CET
Making Out (00000542)
2.8/5 (264 Votes)
Ok, she's trying to make out [...]
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Posted on 12.08.2013, 00:41:25 CET
Place: West Jerrymouth
I love Satanic Metal (00000563)
2.8/5 (478 Votes)
I'm big black metal fan (black metal is only satanic metal) and I think I got addicted to it. Is it wrong that I am Christian and I'm listening to satanic bands?

Posted on 29.09.2013, 19:24:44 CET
Blue mass (00000039)
2.8/5 (112 Votes)
When I was about 10 years old, I went on holiday to my cousin in France. They are all catholic and keep running to church. I had to come and really hated it. So one day, before a Sunday mass, I poured blue ink into the holy water. Half of the church goers had blue spots in their faces before anyone noticed. My cousin was suspecting me immediately, but couldn’t prove it. I do regret the silly prank today, but it was funny!

Posted on 20.06.2009, 15:34:06 CET
Place: Mulhouse, France
Poland Socks (00000158)
2.8/5 (102 Votes)
Four years ago, as part of a school exchange program, I (m/20) was in Wroclaw, Poland. Once there, we were assigned to an exchange partner. Everyone hoped to get a cool partner in order to hopefully be cool too. Unfortunately, I was assigned to a totally stuffy, boring guy, but he was very nice and helpful. I was even allowed to sleep in the same room as his sister during the exchange. The first evening, all of the exchange pairs went to a party, but unfortunately not my couch-potato partner and me. Naturally, this annoyed me, and I withdrew fairly quickly into his sister's room. Then I rummaged carefully through the clothes and closets, until I felt an indefinable, but powerful urge for relief. I don't remember why, but I had to jerk off and I had a crazy desire to masturbate into a pair of said exchange sister's socks. After successfully completing the work, I felt shamed and disgusted, but I still tucked the socks back into the deepest depths of the draw and hoped that no one would find them there. After half a year, it was time to go home, everything went great. I even got a huge bag of gifts, which I only opened after my exchange partner left - luckily. I had long forgotten my unpleasant incident the first night in Poland, but only until I opened the huge gift bag. I was initially happy with the Poland shirts and Vodka, but then I discovered a transparent bag, which literally had this in it: the now yellow, sticky pair of socks that I now saw for the second time. I wish I would have sunk into the ground. I repent.

Posted on 11.10.2012, 23:20:42 CET
Place: Wroclaw, Poland
Where’s the Page? (00000194)
2.8/5 (102 Votes)
In our high school, we used exam booklets to hold stamped, official paper which was distributed in single sheets at the beginning of the exam. During a test just like in Physics or Chemistry for example, if I had absolutely no idea what the answer was for the last few questions, usually the most difficult ones, I used two pieces of paper for the first few questions and then started the last question on the last few lines. But instead of then getting a new sheet, I simply started correcting my other answers. 10 minutes before the exam was over, I numbered the other pages from 1 to 3, 2 to 3, but there was no page 3 to 3. It was really simple and absolutely brilliant at the same time. The teacher would notice during grading and thought that a page had been lost. Later the teacher would let me know and say how sorry he or she was, and I said that it wasn't a big deal, that the question was very simple and say what the answer was. Of course, I got the answer from classmates after the exam, so 6 to 8 different times I got all the points for questions I never answered. I would like to confess that I was somewhat sorry to see some teachers so desperate and begging my forgiveness. It wasn't directed at them.

Posted on 19.11.2012, 06:15:57 CET
Great Moments in the Life of a Toilet Pumper Truck Driver (00000187)
2.8/5 (93 Votes)
In the summer of 2009, I [...]
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Posted on 12.11.2012, 03:15:40 CET
Thirsty in the Night (00000140)
2.8/5 (125 Votes)
When I was 15 (f), I [...]
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Posted on 17.02.2012, 17:54:02 CET
Price sticker (00000034)
2.8/5 (92 Votes)
I (w/23) had a date with a guy I met online. Since he was living further away I was going to stay the night. Before I left I thought I should get some hot lingerie, just in case. So I bought a few and decided to wear one straight away. I ended up without clothes indeed. Suddenly, he discovered a price sticker in my pubic hair for the amount of 7.50 Euro.

Posted on 30.05.2009, 05:07:00 CET
Place: Bad Hönningen, Germany
Candid Camera (00000426)
2.8/5 (99 Votes)
Last week, my mom asked me to audition at a comedy bar. The director's name was Jacqueline Night. The audition went great. Until they decided I was not fit for the position, and my mom was actually playing a practical joke on me, that's when I loaded in burst of rage, and faced the music. What I'm trying to say is, if she wasn't so mean maybe she wouldn't have to go and play everything, things might have turned out ok, and we wouldn't be so tired. None should ever judge anyone when no one is perfect in this world.

Posted on 12.05.2013, 07:29:47 CET
Hash brownies (00000381)
2.8/5 (114 Votes)
Eight years ago, I went to a festival in northern Germany with a few friends. We had decided to bring less alcohol in order to bring more grass with us. It has a load of advantages: you have to transport less and you don't get headaches. Sadly a mate of mine was quite paranoid about grass and getting caught. That he was a law student and our driver also contributed to the worry. In the end we found quite a sophisticated solution. We switched to hash brownies, to eat for a snack together with coffee and cake. They were the perfect disguise and my friend accepted this eagerly. Scarily it happened exactly as he had predicted: we were almost there, near the Hamburg border when we were flagged down by the police. First our driver (the budding lawyer) was questioned. Unsurprisingly he was nervous which alerted the police. We were all made to get out of the car and our bags were opened and more questions were asked. In the end one of the policemen opened the cool-bag with the cakes and the hash brownies. We were all expecting him to realize the situation and understand what was going on. Instead he waved his colleague over and gave a patronizing little speech about the state of youth. The whole thing was topped off when he confidently, and without questioning, took a hash brownie and shoved it in his mouth with relish. Our looks showed him his embarrassing mistake. Straight away came an apology and praise for the mother who had baked the brownies. We were allowed to carry on driving and he wished us a good weekend. In fact what we don’t know what happened to the policeman, but I hope he was able to enjoy his trip.

Posted on 22.04.2013, 02:36:30 CET
When I Was Fourteen (00000520)
2.8/5 (260 Votes)
It was a while back when [...]
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Posted on 14.07.2013, 00:54:06 CET
Place: Volkmanmouth
Blaming the Maid (00000136)
2.8/5 (132 Votes)
During 2011, my friends texted me to hang out at the mall (a very popular place in my country). Even though i didn't have any money to grab a bite to eat or anything, I still accepted their propasal. So how did I get the money? I know my dad's daily routine very well. Around 6 pm, my dad usually goes to the mosque to pray, and I know he always leaves his wallet on the table. I went upstairs and took $100. At first, I thought my dad wouldn't realize that the money was gone because he doesn't usually count his money, so I didn't worry. The next day, I heard my mom yelling at the maid because she thought that the maid took it. She kept insisting she didn't until my mom finally believed her. My mom asked me if I took the money, and I didn't admit to it. So my mom was furious with the maid again until the maid lifted the holy Quran and swore to my mom that she didn't take it. When the fight was over, I wanted to confess to my parents, but I was too afraid. I let the maid take the blame. For many months, my memory has haunted me, but I'm still afraid to confess. I hope I have the strength to confess and be forgiven.

Posted on 02.01.2012, 21:13:27 CET
Place: Brunei Darussalam
I touch... (00000353)
2.8/5 (81 Votes)
Stimulation and lustful thoughts have occurred, and I am so sorry for my sins. I always wish I could take things back but there is no way to do so, and I hope that God can forgive me because I wanted to do confession now, and there is no way of me being able to get to a church at this point, and time.

Posted on 03.04.2013, 17:14:48 CET
From Devoted to Unvoted (00000105)
2.8/5 (108 Votes)
A while ago I had a boyfriend I was very much in love with. But then he cheated on me and broke up with me without even telling me. So my friends had to tell me finally and they also told me he denied being in love with me and denying our whole relationship. He said sorry after that, but ofcourse it wasn't forgiven yet. I once modeled for a website and he'd told me several times he was pretty jealous.

So I encouraged him to enter a contest for the same website, which he did. He told me to vote for him and gave me the link. Too bad he underestimated my abilities and anger. Let's just say, the people that already had more votes than him have a whole lot more now. And I admit it: I love having this much power over the competition and whether he wins or not.

Posted on 27.06.2011, 20:03:00 CET
Lawn tractor (00000036)
2.8/5 (100 Votes)
A friend of mine, an electrician, has told me that in case of emergency the sliding doors of shops open automatically to let possible locked in customers out. When a power cut appeared at 5 am one morning I decided to visit the DIY shop across the road. The doors were indeed open, no lights and no-one around. I took advantage of the opportunity and helped myself to a fully filled up lawn tractor. I drove it home through the street and hid it in my shed. Strange enough, no-one noticed this, but I kept being alert to a possible police visit during the day. It never happened, and currently I am the happy owner of a lawn tractor. As compensation I am now buying all my garden needs at the shop.

Posted on 05.06.2009, 11:34:34 CET

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