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  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 45

    I was shopping about a week ago in a department store. My wife wanted me to go buy some new pants for an event we're attending. It was mid afternoon and quiet in the store..not a lot of people shopping. I picked out some pants, couldn't see where the fitting rooms were. Found a young sales girl who pointed out where they were and asked if I needed any help with sizes, etc.. I went into one of the rooms and started to try some of the pants on. I had tried on a couple of pairs when I heard a soft voice ask if I needed any different sizes. I was surprised that she came into the men's fitting room. I was standing there with my shirt unbuttoned in my underware... I thought it was hit to be standing there with young hot girl just on the other side of the door. So I was totally surprised and couldn't believe it was happening when all of the sudden while asking if there was anything I needed, she opened the door! I was standing there speechless at first....she stood in the doorway smiling, then asked again if she could do anything for me. I can't explain, but I stood there and started to feel my dick start to grow. The salesgirl stood there smiling staring at the huge bulge in my underwear. My cock was stretching the waist band off my stomach I was so hard. She reached in and squeezed my cockhead. The reached in and pulled my cock out and fingered my swollen head. It was so fucking hot.
    Then she said it was a real turn on for her to watch guys jack off. I wrapped my hand around my shaft and started stroking my cock. As I pumped my thick hard shaft she stood and watched and would reach in and rub my knob with her finger tips and massage my balls. Soon there was a huge bead of pre-cum on the tip of my cock, she fingered it and rubbed it all over my head. By now my cock was huge and my head shiney from her rubbing my ore all over it..I could feel the cum slowly move up my shaft..my cock hardened even more. I told her I was going to cum, I stood there pumping my cock hard as she continued to rub her fingers firmly over and under my flared helmet, I braced myself and she smiled wisely as I shot my load. It rocketed out of my cockead and covered her fingers and the dressing room wall splattering onto the floor. A huge wad of my cun was running down the dressing room wall as we stood there saying nothing. Then she said ok...let me know if I can get you any other sizes you may need and walked away! Excellent customer service!

    #45708 — Comments (0) — Jan 22, 2020 at 10:04 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 20

    I know people who read this will think I am some kind of a pathetic loser. The fact is I have never had a real boyfriend. I have had sex with 3 different guys over the last two years. Aside from that the only sexual pleasure I have is from masturbation and for the last 6 months peeking into my neighbors window. Cole is the boy I have been watching a few nights a week. What is terrible is that he is only 15 or 16 and never has his side bedroom window covered and most of the time open on the bottom. He lives in the house in back of mine and I'm not sure if he even knows my name. The first time I peeked in was a fluke because I was only cutting through his yard to get to my friends house. He was not only naked when I looked in but he was laying on his bed jerking off. He is a real cute guy and from then on if I can see his light is on I sneak over and peek in at him. He masturbates a lot and even when I don't see him doing it I usually at least see him naked.

    Now I know this is shameful but I have been wearing a skirt when I go over without any underwear on. I actually stand there watching him and satisfy myself. I love watching him jerk off and it excites me seeing him ejaculate. The last few months I have been taking my dildo with me. After I orgasm and head home I feel like a freak for doing it. I have been having sex with a guy once in awhile for the last few months but I know he only calls me for the sex. He's one of the three I mentioned and between all three of them I think I have only had intercourse less than 20 times. I'm smart enough to know I'm not as pretty as most of the girls I know. The one guy I was going out with last year made it obvious he only wanted me for sex. Most of the time all he wanted was for me to give him blow jobs. So here I am now peeking into a teenagers bedroom and masturbating while I look at him naked, hoping to see him masturbate. I have stooped so low that I began taking pictures of him with my phone several months ago. I have three videos of him jerking off and at home watch them as I masturbate. I've become obsessed with watching him and many times I have had multiple orgasms when I see him jerk off. I so enjoy it while its happening but once its over I feel shameful for doing it. There have been weeks where I check to see if his light is on all seven nights. How desperate have I got to be invading this young guys privacy. I see him around the neighborhood sometimes but have never talked to him. I doubt he knows I even live in the house behind his.

    #45705 — Comments (0) — Jan 22, 2020 at 2:24 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove It.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Gay Male / 26

    I went to Seminary and I am an assistant youth pastor at a small church of about 400 members. I work with the youth pastor who is getting to retirement and he is teaching me the ropes and I am going to take over when he leaves. I have always been really attracted to older men with beards and I ended up giving one of the fathers of a boy in our congregation oral sex. I am very attracted to the man I had oral sex with, when he kisses me it is all I can do to keep my cool. He invited me to check out this vacant rent house he owns and he asked me if I wanted to be the girl and I told him yes and we had full on copulation.

    Being gay is a curse, why it happened to me I don't know. All it has done is gotten me in trouble. My position with the church is in the youth pastor's hands, he knows I am gay because I confessed to him and if it comes out I will lose my job. He told me to repent. I repent, everyday but it doesn't help.

    I look at myself in the mirror and ask why am I not a real girl. There is no answer to that, I'm gay and it's my punishment for some unknown sin I committed.

    #45706 — Comments (2) — Jan 22, 2020 at 3:52 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove It.
  • — Men Only —
    Straight Female / 48

    Weâve been married 26 years and Iâve cheated since we were dating. My husband is handsome, loving loyal. He works hard and is a perfect father to our son and daughter. He treats me with respect and defers to whatever I want to do and I want for nothing.

    Butâ&b rvbar;I cant help it. Iâve fucked more guys than I could even remember. I been in more than a few gangbangs, a number of three-ways and even fucked a guy one night on anniversary after we went out for a romantic dinner. Iâve fuked two of my daughters boyfriends, spent a weekedn at a hardcore BDSM club in Montreal and I actually rent a storage pod in secret to store my untra-slutty clothes and kinky toys.

    And as much as I couldnt stop and loved it afterward every time I immedid==ately regretted what I had done, There were times I was actually sick over what I had done and nearly vomited. Iâm a disgusting slut and feel awful even as I want and plan for more cock.

    Two years ago my husband became very sick with a blood disease and I ended up spending nearly all my time taking him to medical appointments and caring for him. I stopped my whoring and have been faithful for those two years. I still feel terrible, especially since he worships me for caring for him and sjowing my love. I do love him so much too. Here is the problem; Iâm so overwhelmed I want to confess everything to him because I feels I owe it to him. If I do, especially now, the news would be more than he could bear. If I donât, my guilt is consuming me. Iâm such a disgusting whore, I deserve to be burned alive.

    #45703 — Comments (2) — Jan 22, 2020 at 10:44 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
  • — Fetishes and Kinky Sex —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 54

    Growing old you get soft. Not intellectually, or physically, you get soft in your dick. It sucks, you look at some hot chick and nothing to show for it. I paid a woman, she did her thing but I never got hard. So, with my soft dick I went to Thailand on business. The local rep took me out to a strip club, nice, Young dancers, pretty in an oriental sort of way. We went into the back and paid for a room, paid for a lover boy. He had nice tits, totally smooth, nice small dick, fit in my mouth and got hard. He had that look, and his ass was firm, totally clean shaven, puckered up when I licked him, felt his small dick in my hand. My dick got hard, he let himself get oiled and lubed and his ass was hot and I enjoyed the fuck. That's it, the only way I can get hard enough to fuck, is to play around with a lover boy with nice tits, a pretty face, a little dick and a hot tight ass.

    #45683 — Comments (3) — Jan 19, 2020 at 5:56 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
  • — Men Only —
    Straight Male / 51

    I want to call this Fun in the Tropics.

    I got a job a couple of years out of college working for a furniture manufacturing company and I was sent to Bogota Colombia to get to know their people there, tour the factory, basically a get to know you trip. On he plane I had a woman sit beside me, a buyer for a store in San Francisco that specialized in Latin American goods. We talked, the flight was long enough that we ended up sharing a glass of wine and our shoulders touched and our hands touched an our hands landed on the thigh of the other one. The woman was good looking, older by some 20 years. I told her my hotel and she told me her hotel and after we landed we each went our separate ways.

    On the second night I was there I got a knock on the door and the woman was there. I don't think I asked her in, but she stepped in and looked out the window and sat on the bed. She had on a short skirt, I noticed that because her thighs were pretty much uncovered. She asked a bunch of dumb questions, and she leaned back on the bed and her skirt uncovered her crotch, she didn't have on anything, just a naked pussy. She looked at me, I kept trying to keep my eyes on hers, but I couldn't help but look down and her naked pussy, her legs opened and closed slowly. I was as nervous as I had ever been, in spite of being a college jock I had very little experience with sex, and what little I had was initiated by me.

    She sat up, with her skirt up to her waist and asked me to come over and she undid my belt and pants and lowered my zipper and took out my dick and started sucking on it. I got hard, I remember that I got hard and I could feel the pain in my dick. She didn't talk, then just as slowly as you like she laid back, pulled her skirt up high, and pushed herself so she was all on the bed and opened her legs and told me that I needed to stick my dick in her, to stick it in all the way, that I was going to like it, a wet hot pussy, what more was there for a young man, just get on her and stick my dick in her and we were both going to be happy.

    While I was on her, with my dick stuck in her, she slowed me down and told me not to get in a hurry, there was lots of pussy. From time to time she pushed me off and told me to cool down, her pussy was going to be there all night. She asked me if I wanted tits and she took her blouse off over her head and her bra and let her tits loose. She told me to get naked, she wanted to look at me naked. She sat up on the side of the bed and asked me to come over to her and she sucked my dick again, this time with her hands on my bare ass. Her fingers kept getting in my crack, I tightened up and she slapped my ass and told me to relax, she got her finger into my crack and started to feel my asshole while she sucked me, then just like that she stopped sucking me and slapped my dick with her hand.

    She got back on the bed and told me her pussy needed attention, to get my tongue in there and lick her up real good, while I was licking her she asked me if I wanted to lick her ass, that made all the girls happy. I turned her down, I just couldn't do it. She let me get back on and lay down hard on her so that her tits were against my chest, keeping my rhythm slow, kicking me out to stop me from cumming, kissing my mouth, running her hands through my hair. When she finally let me cum, she grabbed my neck real hard and wouldn't let go, whispering in my ear that she wanted it to the last drop.

    She kept me there in the room, we ordered up some room service and ate naked, bending over to suck my dick from time to time, asking me if I wanted tits, tits were good she told me, makes a boy a man. There was no TV and the sun had set and she opened the window to let the breeze in, still standing there naked. She came over to the bed and told me that if I was up to it she wanted me to learn something, how to make a woman happy. She went into the bathroom and came out with a wet towel and gave it to me, bent over and told me to wash her ass and then lick her ass, that's what a woman wanted more than anything, to lick her asshole and then when I was ready I could get on her back and fuck her asshole, she wanted a real good fucking, to fuck her like she was a dog, just get on her fuck her ass and fuck her good, when you fucked a woman's ass there was no play time, fuck and cum and pull out.

    While I fucked her she kept her hand on her pussy, leaning on one arm, and I was on her back fucking as hard as I could. My ejaculation came up on me, I didn't control it, I just came. I dropped to the side and she used the wet towel to clean my dick and she sucked it and told me I was a good boy that if I came to live with her in San Francisco she would make me a man.

    My life after that followed the same lines as most of my peers, I met a girl and married her, she never was hot, not like my night in Bogota and I never fucked her ass. It was many years later that I returned to Bogota with my wife, this time on tour of South American capitals. The hotel where we stayed at on the tour is the same one where I had my wild night, just as big and important as it was, people coming and going. I told my wife that night about my first trip abroad, she didn't think it was funny or right. I should have told her to get out, my wife said. Sure, 25 years old with a woman like that, no way, I didn't tell my wife that my visitor's pussy lasted all night.

    #45697 — Comments (0) — Jan 21, 2020 at 11:58 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 38

    I suppose that now twenty five years later it doesn't matter anymore. At the time I was thirteen, I had just had my birthday, I had my period and I had stained my pants, my brother teased me to death. I had tits, small but tits nonetheless, my mother had finally let me wear a bra. My nipples were very sensitive and I played with them at night. I hand't yet discovered my clit.

    My brother had his friend Paul over after school. They were kidding around and my brother asked Paul if he wanted to see my pussy. They grabbed me and held me down on the carpet in the den. I fought but my brother slapped me and told me to lay still and let them take my pants off. I quit fighting and just let them take my pants off and open my legs and look at my pussy. Then they took my shirt off and looked at my tits.

    From that day on a man's voice has been enough to get me to stop squirming, I will open my mouth and takes his penis, or open my legs and let him fuck me. The only thing that keeps a man at bay is another man who already owns me.

    I got married after college and the man I married is not much of a man. He is nice and makes a good living but he is a wimp. My current neighbor is a man of the world, he has been around and he fucks me all he wants. It's the way he talks to me. I feel bad for my husband but he can't do anything about it, he has to stand by while our neighbor fucks me.

    I had two boys early in my marriage and they are both like their father, not real manly. Very sensitive and have their feelings hurt if they get yelled at or treated poorly. I told them they better never go into the Army. They do what our neighbor tells them to do, they obey him but they argue all night long with their father.

    I know I got imprinted when I was young.

    #45699 — Comments (0) — Jan 21, 2020 at 1:16 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
  • — My Family —
    Straight Female / 48

    Reccently I read an artcile which discussed i****t and I was very surprised by what it showed. First it showed that more boys have sexual relations with their mothers, than dauhgters do with their fathers. Fifty-four per cent of boys were reported to have had sex with their mother, while only twenty-eight per cent of gilrs have had sex with their father. It would seem that brother and sister sex has remained constant at fifty-six per cent. The article also stated how many counties have abolished i****t laws between consenting adults, and how social pressure is being put upon the remaining countries who have maintained such laws. Over all it reported how i****t is definitely on the increase and is now become far more accepted and common.
    I find this quite fascinating and telling of future trends. I would be intersted to hear from others who want to voice their opinions and views on this subject.

    #45701 — Comments (6) — Jan 21, 2020 at 2:06 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove It.
  • — Fetishes and Kinky Sex —
    Straight Female / 18

    I Smelled a Boy's Feet in Class

    There's this boy named Alex who has blondish brown hair, wears black frame glasses, wore a black t shirt, red shorts, white socks, and black slide on Sandals over his socks and I was so turned on.

    During Class I saw him slip his feet out of his sandals and I began to sweat as I was so tempted to smell his feet. After seeing his socked soles and toes scrunched and curled on the floor as I crawled towards his feet and then I put my nose between his socked toes and smelled his feet.

    The next thing after that I heard everyone in class yell "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWW WWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW" and "SHE SMELLED HIS NASTY FEET!" The boy who's Feet I smelled saw me and I was so scared at that point but then he put his socked feet in my face and smiled and I took a big sniff of his socked feet and everyone in class yelled out loud. "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW WWWWWWWWWW!" His Feet Stink and I love it however the Teacher kicked us both out of class but that doesn't matter to me because I have a boyfriend now who let's me smell and play with his feet.

    #45700 — Comments (0) — Jan 21, 2020 at 1:29 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove It.
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Female / 54

    I was married at 34 later than most for a first marriage. I thought I was ready, thought I had married the right guy for me. I was wrong. I was ready but I chose the wrong guy. I had turned down three previous men in my twenties because I was not ready. In retrospect each would have been a better match for me. My husband is a good guy whose hopelessly in love with me. He has me on a pedestal but doesn't know the real me. He knows a fake version of me, the one I became after all my friends had settled down, had kids, one who made the conscious decision to avoid casual sex, partying, one who let a friend set me up with a single guy looking for a mate. I knew walking down the aisle I had made a mistake. All our friends and family beaming, my fake happiness the outward manifestation of my fake new personality. As the reception wore on I dreaded our "wedding night." I had married a man who did not believe in sex before marriage. I had thought that was a great thing, a devoted guy who wasn't a slave to his dick, who I could trust. He knew I wasn't a virgin but he thought I'd just had a few moments of weakness with a long time boyfriend. That was a huge red flag the guy was clueless. I'd been a typical single girl in her twenties. A few serious relationships and many casual flings and one night stands. I'd slept with well over a hundred men when I finally met the man I married. He was a virgin.

    That night was terrible. I drank too much needing the booze to gird me for our "first time." Our first time went like this: Some kissing, him afraid to touch me, me putting his hands on my breasts, him self-consciously squeezing, never trying to undress me. Me taking off my own clothes, his eyes going wide when he saw me naked. Me opening my legs, my pussy lips sending him into shock. His hands shaking trying to get his fingers in, not finding the hole. Him getting hard, trying to force his wet rapidly deflating dick into my bone dry hole, him not knowing how a pussy works. Me taking over, wetting my pussy, using my hand to get him hard enough to let me slide onto him, me rocking my hips, him finally moving, cumming in about three minutes. I calked it up to inexperience but it was more. He never got passed his self consciousness. He doesn't play with my tits even though he loves them, he doesn't even know that oral sex exists as far as I can tell. 13 years of marriage and two kids later I was 47 years old, married to a guy who initiated all sex which consisted of him getting himself hard, wetting my pussy with his saliva then sliding in for a quick fuck that started with his semi hard dick slowly using my hole to basically masturbate until he was hard enough to cum. Yay. He had no idea that sex is a two way street. I tried to talk to him but he doesn't turn me on. He makes me cringe. I'd rather it was just be over with. My sex life became a series of quick boring fucks with him and me getting off when I was alone.

    We live in close knit neighborhood. People were always having other people other for small get together and parties. One couple bought a hot tub. Over time that house became the house. People talked about using the tub but I'd never stayed late enough to see it or do it myself. One night, summer of 2013, after a lot of drinking my husband went home and left me there. We weren't fighting or anything he was just tired and the booze had brought out my old personality a bit. The crowd dwindled. The guy who owes the place stayed up after his wife went to bed. It ended up being me hanging with the guy who lived there and two other married women who's husbands had gone home. The guy invited us to use the hot tub. I was hesitant. The other two women, who were both about ten years younger than me as was the guy, both said they went in all the time and they encouraged me until I got in with them. They stripped down to just their panties. I wore my panties and my t-shirt with no bra. I have surprisingly firm D cups and my T shirt did nothing to hide them once it was wet. All three people commented on my breasts and the girls on my nipples. I noticed the guy was a breast guy, all three of us had D cups going. One reached out and twisted one of my nipples. It was like I was transported back in time. My old sexual self reappeared and I ended up taking off my top and even though none of us fucked the guy we all had fun. The guy sucked my tits and fingered me. The girls and I played with his dick and each others breasts and pussies. He ate me out making me cum so hard while the girls sucked my tits. I was very embarrassed the next few weeks and avoided the next party. Eventually I realized no one was going to tell my husband and ended up at another party at the guy's house. I planned to leave early but started drinking and found myself back in the hot tub with the same three people.

    I started in my t shirt again. Before long the shirt was gone, all our panties were off and the woman I talk with at the bus stop in the mornings was eating my pussy and for the first time in 15 years I sucked cock. It felt so good to give that pleasure to someone. I also ate pussy for the first time.

    A few more parties and the guy fucked me. I was hesitant to take it that far but I had a mouth full of pussy and a girl's fingers rubbing my clit and just as I started cumming when I felt his cock pushing into my pussy rather than tell him to stop I moaned into my neighbor's pussy. He fucked me and came in me. When I said "oh shit I'm not on the pill" one of the girls told me not to worry he was safe.

    We fucked as a foursome for about a year then someones one on one. It got so bad I was sneaking over to suck the guy off or just ride his dick in the afternoons constantly. I also stopped at the girl from the bus stop's house a few mornings here and there for coffee which turned into one on one sex every time. My home sex life was awful, my outside sex life was incredible and addicting. I replaced my self love with lots of sneaking around exciting sex with my married neighbors. I'm not a lesbian or even Bi. I am not normally turned on by women but I realize that loving sex, being deprived and needing it can lead to a straight girls eating pussy and using toys on each other to get off.

    Unsurprisingly, my neighbors with the hot tub separated. He moved out. No more hot tub sex, no more cock next door. The other girl from the hot tub and I never got together outside the tub so that went away. Me and the girl from the bus stop got together regularly. We both had shitty sex lives and we got each other off all the time. That stopped after her husband got laid off and was home all the time. Then they moved. I moved onto affairs. A quick one with a guy remodeling our kitchen. His wife caught on and caused a shit storm. I denied and denied and my husband eventually believed me. Then I threw myself at another guy who rebuffed me. I met him through work when I was doing part-time work. He had to stop at my place a few time. Took awhile but we made out and he couldn't keep his hands or his mouth off my breasts. He got me off through my pants with his fingers and let me stroke his cock through his pants but he didn't go further. A few more sessions like that and I got his cock out and sucked him off. He felt guilty because I was married. We ended up fucking a few times but it was weird because I basically had to force every step of the way because he felt so guilty fucking another man's wife he was totally passive. He loved getting his dick sucked and cumming in me but he was too weird about it that I stopped initiating and he never did.

    Now I'm back to the vibrator and my fingers and occasionally the washing machine. I stopped drinking so that he could fuck me and haven't fucked him since. Going on two years. I stopped looking for affairs and am just waiting out my kids growing up. I feel terrible that my husband has no sex life but I just can't bring myself to have sex with him anymore. I've dropped hints about him going out as in get yourself a girlfriend but he's not interested. He loves me too much. My kids are in high school now so I'm starting to plan my future. I do feel terrible about what I've done to my husband I never should have married him. I wasn't being fair to him or I.

    #45691 — Comments (0) — Jan 20, 2020 at 10:46 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove It.
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