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  • — I Hate My Neighbor —
    Straight Male / 45

    I really do hate my neighbor. Or I should say neighbors. There are two of them. The are the most obnoxious people in the world. They think everyone is addicted to their loud obnoxious music and that everyone appreciates hearing it 24/7. First they have a car with a 50000 gajillion megawat subwoofer that rattles the windows from two miles off. I have literally had dozens of my windows crack and break just from the vibrations next door. The guy is a cop so calling the cops does no good. They just ignore my complaints. Then he has a similar sound system in every room of his house and they play all of the at once each playing different "music." if you can call it music. It's kind of like when you go to a crowded beach and everyone is playing a different radio station at once only a thousand times louder. They start the music at midnight every day and play it until the next midnight. In other words it just never stops. I wear industrial strength ear plugs and over that industrial strength noise cancelling headphones. It still does not good. The intensity of the sound from their speakers is so great that it feels like I'm being continuously bombarded by rocks thrown at every inch of my body. I have a permanent migraine headache. I am nauseous and sick to my stomach from the intensity of the sound waves. All the plants on that side of my yard have died. My Black Lab died of a heart attack a few months ago and I just know it was the noise from next door that did him in. He spent most of his last few months howling in agony 24/7.

    I can't move out. I signed a lease the week before my neighbors moved in and I've been there less than a year. The lease is for three years and I don't have enough money to move and pay rent at two places at the same time.

    I am open to suggestions.

    #42055 — Comments (2) — Oct 26, 2018 at 6:38 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove It. ( * )
  • — Gross —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 22

    I don't really drink much. So when I was at a party recently I couldn't really hold my liquor. I got sick fairly quickly. There were about 30 people at the house and some others also weren't feeling too good either. I actually had to wait to use the bathroom to puke my guts out. When I finally got to use the bathroom and barely in time to avoid puking on the floor, a girl who was standing out side the bathroom talking to someone asked if she could join me. I figured she might be kinky which I am down for but at that moment I was just not feeling it. I really needed to puke my guts out and I could feel this was going to be a bad one. I'm talking peas and carrots and bile if you know what I mean. I tried to explain when she begged me to puke on her face and offered me a nice long blow job if I did. Now the prospect of fucking a mouth filled with my puke did not appeal to me especially but I was intrigued by the idea of puking in a willing woman's mouth. So I said "sure" but just barely and she laid down in the tub. So I bent over and vomited forth the contents of my stomach. She kept her mouth wide open though only half of it made it into her mouth. I almost puked a second time from watching her swallow it and pick bits of food off her face, hair and clothes and eat it. After that she asked if I'd like to poop in her mouth. Well to each their own I suppose. I couldn't work up a shit or her but I did piss into her mouth and let her guzzle it down rinsing down the puke she ate. But I really had to get out of there. She was making me sick. At least I left the party knowing I had made at least one girl happy. I never saw her again and that is about the grossest thing I have ever participated in.

    #42054 — Comments (0) — Oct 26, 2018 at 6:27 AM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove It.
  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Straight Male / 52

    im horny all the time and what to chat and have phone sex with someone maybe send pic my email is [email protected]@@@bellsouth,net tell me what your are into

    #42096 — Comments (0) — Oct 29, 2018 at 2:19 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove It. ( * )
  • — Men Only —
    Straight Male / 52

    well it seems my w0ife w0ont have sex w0ith me much 99 o0ut of 100 times I beg her for it she says no its real getting to me I don't like it we been married for 22 years and together for 2 more when we first got together we would fuck everywhere we could I miss it im going nuts and my balls hurt all the time

    #42114 — Comments (0) — Oct 30, 2018 at 8:59 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove It.
  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Straight Male / 38

    I was married for ten years and never stopped fucking other women. I told her it would be like that before we married. She never believe it and I felt no guilt.

    #42155 — Comments (0) — Nov 4, 2018 at 2:04 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove It. ( * )
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 20

    Nothing more than a sexual relationship, an unplanned pregnancy, a pissed off wife asking for divorce, a man who blames the girl.

    Now what? Why should I terminate the pregnancy? Why should I care about his wife? Why should I have to take him in?

    I don't love him, it was just sex. I don't believe he loved me or that he loves me now. He just doesn't want to be on the street without a woman. My parents will help until I am out of college, my mother will sit for me, I don't need him. I will sue for child support, I expect him to step up and be a father.

    We don't live in the middle ages, being a single mother is my punishment for having unprotected sex, but I will not terminate my pregnancy. He has to figure out what to do with his wife and how he is going to pay child support.

    #42159 — Comments (1) — Nov 4, 2018 at 8:33 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It. ( * )
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 31

    My girlfriend is a whore for Richel Xie

    My Singapore girlfriend of 2 years fell for sweet-talking pimp Richel Xie and now works hotel rooms for money. Richel Xie started Dreamgirl Singapore to “empower women”. In reality this is nothing more than a front for him to groom girls for sex and get them to work hotel rooms for his seedy clients.

    Girls, don’t fall for this creep! Richel Xie is nothing more than a pimp enslaving impressionable young girls and it seems the Singapore police can do nothing to stop his illegal acts.

    #42163 — Comments (0) — Nov 5, 2018 at 12:05 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove It.
  • — Fetishes and Kinky Sex —
    Straight Male / 35

    I need a chubby girl, and have for a long time now. I have to stroke your round face, suck your soft tots, squeeze your large ass, lick your thighs and stomach and neck, taste your sweet mound and pussy. You're my fat princess and I want you. Now. I want to make you smile, lift your chin up and kiss you, make you laugh so that beautiful round face lights up only for me. Dress you up, show you off, jealously take you home night after night and have you like a slut, hold you like my lady when we're done. Stroke your hair off your blushing sweaty face. Tell you it's going to be alright, fall asleep in my arms.

    I'm in the Memphis, TN area. If you're ready, I'm here and can't wait any longer. I need you. And you're beautiful, just in case you need a little pick me up while you're waiting to see me.

    #42504 — Comments (0) — Dec 6, 2018 at 4:50 AM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove It.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Gay Male / 47

    There isn't much to say here, I was in a fraternity during my freshman year and I was passed around and three guys fucked me in a row. After I got fucked I became part of the fraternity and joined the in group. The guys fucked and sucked each other and I sucked and fucked too. It is what we did. No one was really one thing or the other, we all liked to suck and we all liked getting fucked so we took turns.

    After college and I was out on my own I missed getting together with my fraternity brothers. I was lonely enough for that kind of sex and I answered an add in a local trash paper that I picked up outside a record store. The add called for a young man with an appetite for adventure. I went to this address, it was an apartment and I was determined so I knocked on the door and this middle aged man answered. He was nice an all and he walked me around, showed me the place, he asked me lots of questions like in a job interview. In the bedroom he had a large mirror on the ceiling and he wanted me to undress for him.

    He tried on these furry cuffs and put me on the bed and tied my hands to the headboard, he got on me and sucked me into an erection and then started to play with my dick with a feather, teasing me. He got a glove on and put his hand under me and stuck his finger in my ass and sucked me until I came. He gave me my first prostate massage. Every week it was something different, he used various ointments, candles, restraints, small whips, he always sucked me but never fucked me or asked me to suck him or fuck him. After a while it was interesting but I got bored and I decided to stop going there.

    My next experience was totally opposite. I met this man again through the adds in the paper and he was an aggressive top who fucked me right out. I liked it and I went back a couple of times, I gave him a couple of blow jobs which I liked and we fucked, but once we had fucked he wanted me to leave.

    The third guy I met was at the apartment complex in the laundry room. He was a salesman for a manufacturing company, he was always dressed nice and he asked me to his apartment and he prepared dinner for me. He came across as being a sophisticate and he was definitely a top and we got along fine. We went out together and became friends and when my lease ran out I moved in with him and we became lovers. I think it was the first time I felt something for my lover. Through him I met other men who were also gay and I became part of the local gay club.

    Time has a way of passing and I am alone again, my old fraternity brothers stay in touch, it is easier now because of email and social media, they have their lives and only one of the other fraternity brothers is gay. I have my group, and from time to time we play but it is not as much fun as it was when I was in the fraternity, but it is still fun to play. I met a guy several weeks ago, he moved in to the condo complex that I live in and he reminds me of my first lover. He is an art dealer and works with special orders for wealthy clients who commission him to buy specific pieces for him, which I find interesting. He must think my job is dull, office manager for a small law firm.

    Maybe we will be friends and more.

    #42518 — Comments (0) — Dec 7, 2018 at 9:11 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Male / 44

    In my teens, sometime after I started regularly masturbating, I always had the urge to be watched. I used to jack off outside a lot; at the park or wherever I could. I also used to try and intentionally get caught by my parents. My folks weren't prudes, but there was never any regular nudity around my house. My Dad did have a stack of porn tapes and had a subscriptions to Hustler and Penthouse (both of which I'd regularly steal).
    I started sleeping naked, hoping my Mom would wake me up to get ready from school and see my cock, but it never happened. I would occasionally walk around the house totally naked in the middle of the night, too. Again, hoping one of my parents would get up and catch me. Not that I wanted to get in trouble or anything, but I just had this desire to be seen.
    I was 17 when things changed for the better. My Dad decided to remodel their master bathroom, which meant the three of us would share the other bathroom in the house. I had taken to regularly soaking in long baths; I was an active guy, played sports and worked out, and baths always felt so good... and I loved jerking off in there, too. One day, I was relaxing in the tub when my Dad knocked on the door. He claimed he had to go to the bathroom really bad and for me to cover up. I just said it was OK and for him to come in. He quickly made his way to the toilet, unzipped and started pissing. From my angle laying in the tub, there was no hiding what he was holding. He didn't seem to care, I didn't either, its not like I haven't seen guys piss before, and I spent way too much time in locker rooms at that point. I do admit that I noticed my Dad's cock was very similar to my own. We must have great genes! He finished and zipped up, then turned to look at me laying in the tub. I didn't cover up like he asked, and I saw him check me out from head to toe. "You take too many baths," he said, "gonna drown that snake." He laughed a silly laugh. My Dad was a great guy, but not the brightest bulb, but always funny. I chuckled and said "My snake would be fine." I thought he would just leave, but he sat on the edge of the tub and quietly asked, "You jack-off in here, do ya?" I wasn't sure what to say at first, but I just mumbled, "Yeah." Then added, "A lot." with a laugh.
    He looked around the room a bit, I guess he was searching for words. Finally he said, "I used to beat off a lot,too. Still do, but your Mother gets mad about it."
    I didn't know how to reply so I just said something like,"Oh?"
    He smiled and shook his head like it didn't matter. He looked directly at my cock and asked, "Make all of the ladies scream with that thing?" I laughed nervously and answered, "A few." That was kind of a lie, I had been fucking for a couple years now, but never made anyone scream. But he chuckled in return.
    After that he kind of sat there quietly for a minute or so. I wasn't sure what to do, but just the mild sex talk was already making my cock swell up. So, I decided to start playing with it. He wasn't looking at me directly, just kind of staring off into space. A minute or two passed and I was rock hard, slowly stroking my cock with my Dad sitting beside me. When he finally looked down he smiled and said, "Nice." Nothing else, just nice and watched me playing for a little while then he stood up. "I'll let you get to it then." He said and left.
    A few days later, I was in the bath again and he came in; this time without knocking. I was already in full stroke mode and shifted in the water to hide, not knowing who was barging in. He was only wearing his boxers, but I immediately saw his hard cock sticking out of the fly. He closed the door and said, "I thought I'd join you." I didn't say anything, just watched as his hand grabbed his cock and he started jacking off.
    I was dumbfound, but totally turned on. "I...um...OK." was all I could force out as an answer.
    Our little bathroom meeting happened occasionally over the next year, even after the master bathroom was completely remodeled. Sometimes we'd both get in the tub, but it wan't the most comfortable. Sometimes we'd just stand in the bathroom and stroke. It was amazing. We talked about everything from school, to what college I want to attend, to his job, to anything and everything sexual. I told him all about getting blowjobs and who I've fucked. He shared a lot of his adventures and even told me things about him and Mom. I would usually cum first. I loved watching, and especially hearing him cum.
    I was now 18, graduated and I started attending a local university so I could still stay at home. I had a steady girlfriend. Even getting regular pussy, I would still jack-off a lot, and I still had the exhibitionist streak. In fact, it was growing. So, during one of our jack-off sessions, I openly asked my Dad if he would like to watch me and my girlfriend fuck? "I've already mentioned it to her and she's into it." I said. He didn't respond right away, but then he agreed.
    My girlfriend was into it. We were rather wild; fucked everywhere. She once gave me head in front of her friends because they had never done it and wanted to watch. That was hot. So, one weekend, I asked her to stay over and I told my Dad anytime he wanted to watch us, let us know. He said he'd come to my room after my Mom fell asleep. I was so horny and ready for this to happen. I left my door open and me and my girlfriend lay naked on the bed fooling around. She started sucking my cock when I heard the footsteps in the hall. This was going to be awesome! But when I looked up, both my parents were in the doorway. "Oh shit!" I blurted and scrambled for the sheets. The first sounds I remember was my Dad's laugh and my Mom saying "Aw**." I started to say something, but then notice my Dad was naked. My Mom was wearing the same kind of nightgown she always wore, but after a quick look to my Dad, she grabbed it by the hem and lifted it over her head. I had never seen my Mom naked before. I froze, not being able to say anything. I just stared. The silence was broken by my girlfriend who squealed and blurted, "Awesome!". She jumped from the bed and ran to my naked parents. She hugged my Mom and took her hand and led her to the bed. "This is crazy! And awesome!" She squealed again. I was still frozen when my Mom sat on the bed and patted my leg. "Its OK, baby." She said softly. "Your Dad told me all about your fun-time." They both laughed. My Mom then stood up and kissed my Dad, then slowly dropped to her knees and started sucking his cock. I watched, mouth open, this was really happening! My girlfriend returned to my now soft member and started sucking me again.
    Things progressed and soon both my Mom and girlfriend were on the bad, My Dad and I eating their pussies. My Dad stood suddenly leaving my Mom spread on my bed. He placed a hand on my shoulder, "Wanna see the hole you came out of?" He asked with a laugh. I raised my head and watched my Mom play with her pussy. I put my hand on her leg and slowly slid my hand up until my fingers sunk into her wet flesh. I was fingering my Mom!! She moaned a bit, but then my Dad was on the bed, his thigh pinning my arm to her inner leg. I just moved my hand as he pushed the head of his cock inside my Mom. She let out a gasp and I pulled my arm away and watched in awe as my Dad thrust into her. I stood and mounted my girlfriend. Side by side, we fucked, and fucked.
    The four of us did this several times over the next year. My household became an "anything goes" house. My girlfriend and I would fuck anywhere we wanted. Anytime we wanted. My parents did the same. My Dad and I still jerked-off together and a few times, I even masturbated with my Mom. She let me finger her and she would stroke my cock, too. Looking back it was the best time of my life.
    When I was 20, my girlfriend and I split up. I moved to main campus of my college, about 2 hours away from my parents. I met someone new, but I never told her about my sexual adventures at home. We had (and still have) a great sex life. I eventually married her and we moved even further away after I graduated. My parents and I rarely talked about any of the stuff that happened. I did jack-off with my Dad once after I was married. He just added a hot-tub to the house when I was visiting and we walked down memory lane and stroked our cocks. My Dad passed away when I was 26. I miss him. My Mom remarried and became really involved with her church. We never talk about anything sexual, ever.
    I'm 42 now. Still married. Still horny all the time. And now, I have a son of my own. He's only 10, but I can;t help but wonder what the future holds.

    #42521 — Comments (0) — Dec 7, 2018 at 3:33 PM — That's Juicy! (17) Remove It.
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