True confessions
shadowcat
Atlanta suburb
With all of the news lately focusing on the dirty deeds done by the entertainment industry and politicians , I think that it is time that we all confessed our sins before somebody rats us out. I'll be the first.
Back in 1959 when I was in high school, I sexually harassed a female student. I told her "I was going to tell you a story that would knock your tits off but I see that you have already heard it". I hope that she can forgive me for being so insensitive.
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Back in 1959 when I was in high school, I sexually harassed a female student. I told her "I was going to tell you a story that would knock your tits off but I see that you have already heard it". I hope that she can forgive me for being so insensitive.
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Anyway, there were boys and girls there, in swimsuits (it was California, so that wasn't unusual) and since it was a private pool, no lifeguards to discourage horseplay. Some of the girls decided to start trying to dunk the guys (8th grader flirting I guess), so we started dunking back. There was one girl, Teri, who had good sized boobs for an 8th grader and I had a crush on her. So, every time I dunked her, I'd grab a boob or two as she was going underwater. She never said anything, so I figured I had successfully disguised the groping as an innocent side effect of the dunking.
I guess another guy had seen me do it, and thought he'd give it a try. Teri came up out of the water screaming "George, quit grabbing my boobs!"
So, I was never sure if that was tacit consent to what I was doing (she didn't scream at me to stop), or if I had sexually harassed her. What say you?
Love, Teri
/btw it's actually Tom now. Message me, we should get together and catch up.
Based on those dynamics, i'm not sure what you would call that, but that is about as far as i've ever gone in the harassment department, unless you count strip clubs where the girl just obviously zones out but i pretty much feel her anyway (don't care for this experience at all), or the few times i've touched a girl and she reacted badly to it, like wanting to break my hands bad although a bouncer/management never got involved, thankfully. Oh well. Live and learn.
All that on a church youth conference. Even though as I learned, church teens were no different from any other teens. There was plenty of make out sessions and girls sneaking into boys room at the hotel that was strictly forbidden per the church rules.
One night I was trashed and she walked by me and I smacked her on the ass and smiled, she gave me a disgusted look but didn't say anything. Even in a drunken state, I realized our "friendship" wasn't quite as "friendly" as I had assumed.
This was at a bar that allowed to bartenders to drink so hopefully she was drunk enough by the end of the night to forget my faux-pas. I had run into her in and out of the bar several times after that incident and she always acted normal to me. I often thought I should apologize for it, but pussied out thinking maybe she had forgotten about it and bringing it up again would only cause issues.
Being curious, I said I was going to come by during the summer to say hi and check out her new place. Innocently enough she thought it would be cool. I drive by her place with my buddy one day, we see her outside and introduce ourselves so she shows us her pad. Again innocently enough we make pleasantries and jokingly said something about having a party at her house! (Ha ha very funny was her response)
Fast forward to July 4th weekend, I was driving home and saw her driving home and flashed my bright lights on her as a friendly gesture as she pulled into her driveway. She had just returned from going out and I rolled down my window to chat from the street. She had a few drinks and I told her I was a little drunk, too. It was the truth. She got mad at me for drinking and driving, but in a playful way since she was guilty of it, too.
I made a bold move and told her I should go inside and sleep it off before going home. She welcomed me in, and we went to her backyard. After some gossiping about people, she stayed quite close to me as we chatted. I couldn't avoid making a move on her. I had sex with a couple other girls, but still wasn't too experienced. Almost instinctively we made out, felt her up, when she suggested going inside so the neighbors wouldn't see/hear anything.
I pounded away on her but mostly let her ride me. I still remember to this day her cumming so hard that I had pussy juice dripping down my leg and into my crotch. She told me to cum, but like all teenage boys I had whacked a few off earlier that day. That combination along with shock of being with a 29 year old was too much for me to finish. Also, after pounding on her snatch for 20-30 minutes stretched her out enough she was getting pretty loose. Needless to say, when she made something for me to eat before going home, she made fun of me for NOT cumming. In a playful way she laughed. Soon a car came into her driveway and it was her mother dropping some stuff off. I a stayed in her backyard until mom left before dishing out and going home.
I did see her at school once or twice the following year, but she never taught me in junior or senior years. It was a story I never told my buddies about until my senior year before graduating. At first they didn't believe me until I started giving the details then it was hard not to believe.
I felt sorry for violating a lady 12 years my elder and making her a criminal. She could have been caught!
After a 1/2 hour or so I got up to pee and found the heavy girl puking in the toilet with my 3 friends standing around her naked. She'd stop puking and blow one of the guys till she puked again. I pissed in the shower and went back to the bedroom.
I know I should have dissuaded my friends from further assaulting this poor defenseless woman but her friends pussy was more of an attraction.
The next morning I found tubby on the living room couch and I stopped to talk to her. She was pleased as can be saying she'd never had so much fun.
Thanks for allowing me to unburden myself of this sordid experience after 52 years of silence. By the way, the gorgeous girl married one of my roommates ( the one with rich parents).
Met her, and a friend of hers, at a regular bar and we ended up in her car out in the parking lot. I remember being very impressed by the roll of cash she had, must have been at least $300. Before she even had an opportunity to molest me she started to get very sleepy, close to passing out. About that time her friend shows up and I decided to let her deal with it. But not before getting a full on grope of both of her big tits. I've also been racked with guilt and appreciate the opportunity to confess my sins! Never saw them again.
I am watching as the the battle zones between man and woman are being drawn by the media and SJW's. Yes, SECULAR SHARIA law is on its way. I have no other way to describe it. I think we may be down to paid encounters in the future. (Admittedly, I consider marriage these days to be not much different than a "paid encounter", except possibly with kids as a byproduct in addition to alimony, child support, etc. that seems to occur 50% of the time).
I tried to hook up with a classmate in the bathroom of a bus on a trip to Florida. That didn’t go well. Luckily there was a second bus driver who was the one who noticed my fail -