Sexual fetishes
Rubber wetsuits. Knee-high boots. Nuclear-powered clockwork cucumbers. Dressing up as Pingu whilst reading out loud from the works of Dan Brown. What floats your boat? Or what fetishes have you encountered? Suggestion via crackhouseceilidhband.
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 13:25)
Rubber wetsuits. Knee-high boots. Nuclear-powered clockwork cucumbers. Dressing up as Pingu whilst reading out loud from the works of Dan Brown. What floats your boat? Or what fetishes have you encountered? Suggestion via crackhouseceilidhband.
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 13:25)
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Neutrogena shower gel
The smell of Neutrogena shower gel reminds me of the first time I ever showered with a girl, just the merest whiff evokes that memory and gives me the raging horn.
However, this once got me into trouble. A few years ago I was dissatisfied with my life, the endless grind of work was getting me down and I didn’t feel like I was achieving anything worthwhile. It was in this frame of mind that I stumbled into a church and confessed all to a kindly priest. In a flood of tears I explained how I found modern life to be unsatisfying and uncaring and that I would like to become a Catholic and perhaps even join the priesthood. The priest calmed me down and said that becoming a Catholic was a serious matter and that I should take some time to think about it. He suggested that I come back after a month of abstaining from pleasures of the flesh and lustful thoughts and desires, then he would discuss my future with the church.
I returned a month later and the kindly priest asked me how I had got on. I explained that everything had gone well for the first 3 weeks, but then I picked up a bottle of Neutrogena shower gel and made the mistake of giving it a sniff. This caused such a powerful recollection of past sexual experiences that I was so overcome with lust I couldn’t help but masturbate furiously, after 3 weeks of clean living the release was incredible and I had the most explosive orgasm of my life, hot jizz squirted everywhere. The priest looked at me in horror and told me that I was no longer welcome in the Catholic church, I explained that I quite understood as I was no longer welcome in Tesco’s either.
Some of the above is not true, but the smell of Neutrogena DOES gives me a stonking bonk-on which is about as close to a sexual fetish as a boring accountant such as myself is likely to get.
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 15:08, 5 replies)
The smell of Neutrogena shower gel reminds me of the first time I ever showered with a girl, just the merest whiff evokes that memory and gives me the raging horn.
However, this once got me into trouble. A few years ago I was dissatisfied with my life, the endless grind of work was getting me down and I didn’t feel like I was achieving anything worthwhile. It was in this frame of mind that I stumbled into a church and confessed all to a kindly priest. In a flood of tears I explained how I found modern life to be unsatisfying and uncaring and that I would like to become a Catholic and perhaps even join the priesthood. The priest calmed me down and said that becoming a Catholic was a serious matter and that I should take some time to think about it. He suggested that I come back after a month of abstaining from pleasures of the flesh and lustful thoughts and desires, then he would discuss my future with the church.
I returned a month later and the kindly priest asked me how I had got on. I explained that everything had gone well for the first 3 weeks, but then I picked up a bottle of Neutrogena shower gel and made the mistake of giving it a sniff. This caused such a powerful recollection of past sexual experiences that I was so overcome with lust I couldn’t help but masturbate furiously, after 3 weeks of clean living the release was incredible and I had the most explosive orgasm of my life, hot jizz squirted everywhere. The priest looked at me in horror and told me that I was no longer welcome in the Catholic church, I explained that I quite understood as I was no longer welcome in Tesco’s either.
Some of the above is not true, but the smell of Neutrogena DOES gives me a stonking bonk-on which is about as close to a sexual fetish as a boring accountant such as myself is likely to get.
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 15:08, 5 replies)
The clear stuff that's supposed to be gentle on your skin
phwoar
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 15:15, closed)
phwoar
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 15:15, closed)
^ Nice
But imagine what the priest would have said if you confessed to having "a posh one."
We'll have none of that in the Catholic Church!
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 15:13, closed)
But imagine what the priest would have said if you confessed to having "a posh one."
We'll have none of that in the Catholic Church!
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 15:13, closed)
Ok, I admit it; I have never masturbated in Tesco’s
I was too embarrassed to admit that I was in Aldi
( , Thu 22 Oct 2009, 15:29, closed)
I was too embarrassed to admit that I was in Aldi
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