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  • — My Cheating Heart —
    Posted by Anonymous

    me and my wife had my brother inlaws 20y/o girlfreind spend
    the night becouse my wife was going away the next day and
    she was watching my kids well that night she got in bed with us just joking around I thought next thing I knew she had a hold of my cock and my fingers were in her while my wife was sleeping the next day I came home early and we had sex 5 times now she lives in another state .But my neighbors
    wife told me yesterday she wants to have a affair and I think I would love it but not sure if I will

    #996 — Comments (2) — Aug 12, 2003 at 4:55 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Female / 29

    My mother had me when she was fourteen so I was pretty much raised by my grandmother. When I got to puberty I started to get all these restrictions put on me and stories about how my mother ruined her life by getting made pregnant by this traveling handy man. According to the story my mother was an innocent little lamb and this awful man grabbed her and made her get naked for him and then he proceeded to give her what for and lay his nasty seed in her innocent garden.

    Well I asked my mother about that and the story she says is not quite like that. According to my mother she liked to get naked and stand by her window. The handy man that was working next door would look up at her and she would stand there naked and make motions for him to show her his dick. One day he did and she showed him with motions where he could put his dick, which was right inside my mother. That is how she got pregnant. Quite a different story to the innocent little angel that my grandmother painted her to be.

    Anyway, after my mother told me that story, she told me that I should get on the pill just in case some guy fell on me and stuck his dick in me. So at fourteen my mother took me to the doctor and got me the pill, the excuse of the day was that it would help me regulate my periods.

    So with the pill, I had taken it for about three months by then, I met the guy who would end up popping me and giving me what for. He wasn't the passing through handy man that is my father (I guess he is still alive somewhere), he was the new bus driver. He was a retired man who got bored and went to driving school buses. I noticed that when I got on the bus he would look at me, look at my chest and if I had pants on he would look at my crotch.

    So one day, I was the only one at the bus stop that day because the other girl that rode the bus with me was sick, I made sure that I was showing a good amount of cleavage, and when I got on a pulled myself onto the bus I put my shoulders together so he could get a good look down my blouse. And while he looked down my blouse I made a point of getting a good long look at his bulge in his pants. I made sure he noticed because I asked him if he always wore the same tan pants when he drove the bus.

    After that I sat up close to him and would talk to him, every chance I got I would wear sheer blouses or real tight pants, and I would stand at the top of the stairs in front of him and talk to him. But in spite of all the flirting I couldn't find a way of being alone with him. By then I was very intent of getting myself popped by him. I dreamt about it and made up scenarios where he would find me at the mall, or pick me up from church and take me to the bus barn and just give it to me.

    It was about then that I found this little kid bat made out of wood at the department store. It only costs $12 bucks, so I bought it and took it home. The purpose was only one, I knew that with a little work I could get that bat in me as far as it would go. I was by then fed up with using pens and markers, even the one time I did take a banana upstairs, I just couldn't stick inside of me. Although I wanted to, it just felt kind of sick.

    But the bat was perfect, it was long and rounded at the base, thick and with the right amount of work I was able to get it in until it didn't go in any further. I worked it first laying on my back, using both hands, but I couldn't really get it to slide in, so I turned over and tried inserting it in from behind, but I couldn't get the right leverage, so I did what I should have done from the beginning, I squatted over it, put the handle end down on the bed, and slowly just sat my self down on the bat and worked in until it just wouldn't go in any further. Then with the bat inside of me, I got down on my knees and put my ass up against the wall behind my bed and used it to hold the end of the bat and fucked myself with the bat. While I was fucking myself I thought about the bus driver and how he was going to fuck me, but until he did I had the bat to keep me happy.

    Well to get back to the bus driver, the man who would give me what for and pop my cherry, I ran into him at grocery store and I got real close with him and talked to him and asked him if he liked my shirt as I pushed my shoulders back. This is where I got bold, because we were in the back of the store where the restrooms were, and I just grabbed his pants and his dick and didn't let go and asked him if he liked that, because I liked that. I told him I just had to see what it was like, that I had only seen a small boys, but I wanted to see his.

    So we went back into the storage room, and he was nervous and not so sure that he should be there, but I worked fast and undid his zipper and pulled out his dick and just admired it. I asked him how many pussies he had fucked with that dick, and he said a few, and I said I bet more than a few, and leaned down and put his dick right in my mouth and gave it the biggest suck that I could muster. I'm not saying that I wasn't scared, I was, but I wanted to get fucked so bad, that I sucked on him, and got down on my knees and sucked on him until he had a boner so hard he could have drilled right through my pants.

    That's when I stood up, pulled my pants down and leaned on this shelf and told him to fuck me, that I fucked myself with a kid's bat and that he could get it all inside me. That is how it happened that he gave me what for and popped my cherry. It took several more months before he got up the nerve to pop me again. But after that, he popped me steady, and I found that I wasn't using the bat.

    As for my mother, I told her I was sexually active and she told me to use condom because of vd, I just didn't tell her who was fucking me. We never used a condom.

    My grandmother kept believing that like my mother I was little innocent saint. I think if she ever found out that I was getting fucked by the bus driver she would have died. But because my mother knew I was going to a regular little slut when it came to fucking, she got me on the pill an I didn't end up having a kid when I was in high school.

    I am now in a totally physical relationship with another man, he is tall and has gray hair and calls me all the time to meet up with me. I don't really know if he likes fucking me more than I liked getting fucked by him. But either way we fuck a lot.

    So that's my story. Oh and yes I still do have my bat, I keep it in my drawer in my dresser. For the memories.

    #22551 — Comments (0) — Jan 26, 2015 at 10:11 PM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    Im fucking out of contole with my partying its gotten really bad i keep geting drunk and fraternising with neferious charicters. im a good guy i just wanna be a regular guy but im just up here in my head in the cockpit watching me fall down tryin my damnedest to make what im doin make sence but i know it dosent fuck this sucks. I wont lie its fun its the all the happiness i know (what i wanna tell my self). i got to edm shows and get nuts i love it sooo its my medicine i love the music but i alway end up getting drum and talking my self into doing drugs and for the most part the seen and the folks are all cool but i know im lucky that im been lucky this long. wish i could just be cool and handle my shit but i have to admit i cant andi gotta stop. when i meet new people alot (mostly who party but some that dont) are supprised that a clean cut bayby face like me gets as krunk as i do. i think of it as kinda funny but i know its sad taht i have on a few ocassions been tthoguht to must be a law dog at these events but its funny cus ill party with these younf folks and have a blast. i know im worse for ware ill runn into people i havent seen since back when i was on track (many moons ago) and im embaresed cus i used to runn and look really good but now all i eat is crap and drink and smoke bud and dip like a fool.ive been told im bipolar and i am starting to see its ture i get to drinkin and its like a switch i get drunk and manic i have troble holding a conversation cus i wann interup people and i keep fucking up oppritunitys with really awsome girls cus i get so aaaaahhhh ijust open my mout hand word fall all over the place.

    #12444 — Comments (0) — Oct 18, 2012 at 8:28 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 27

    When I was little both my parents were very conservative. My father was a macho jock type and my mom was strait laced religious. But then when I was around eight I asked if I could grow my hair long like a couple of the other boys in my school I was friends with. I had prepared an argument for boys having long hair citing examples of macho long haired boys from Sampson to professional wrestlers. I was shocked when both my parents simply told me it as my hair so it was up to me to choose hair styles. So I grew out my hair.

    Four years later my blond hair was so long it was all the way down my waist. I had also become something of a skater boy though I was not as adept as my friends I fit in well and even had a girlfriend. My Mom, girlfriend, best friend and older sister and I were sitting around the kitchen table playing cards when my older sister started talking about a pageant she had entered in past years. She was too old but suggested my girlfriend enter. My girlfriend said that I was much prettier than she was and I should be the one to enter. She was half joking but my mom and sister gave me a funny look and then said my girlfriend was right I was the prettiest one in the room and that I was a shoe in for grand supreme whatever that was. Next thing I know the three of them were conspiring to enter me as a joke as though I was some prize purebred dog, almost as thought I wasn't even in the room.

    I pointed out that I'm a boy and therefore disqualified. The three of them laughed and said that was the point. My girlfriend became obsessed with the idea and soon they were doing my hair and make-up to see how pretty they could make me. My girlfriend who lived a few doors down ran home to get some stuff and came back with a sexy dress in my size and next thing I knew I was twirling in front of the three of them in my dress, hair up in an elaborate updo and they were all taking pics of me strutting around like a little model. My older sister taught me how to walk, my mom who had helped my sister when she was doing pageants was now teaching me how to strut and move. My sister said it was now a mistake to sell all her old outfits but since mom made a lot of them she could duplicate them. Within a couple of weeks I had a wardrobe to wear, knew how to strut and pose on stage and I learned to sing like a girl and could do some dances as well. Mom entered me in the 11-13 age group for that pageant as Britany. I honestly thought at best I would simply come in last and get one of those silly participation trophies they hand out to everyone.

    I won the grand supreme, was awarded the biggest crown and a trophy taller than I was and a sash and some scholarship money. During the next 18 months my mom entered me in about two dozen pageants and I placed well in nearly every one including two more grand supreme titles. I also won a total of $30k in scholarship money. I retired when my voice cracked one day in the middle of a performance. I still won a nice crown but not for my singing. Later that last night one of the judges came up to my mom and me and told us she knew I was a boy and that If I took hormones I could probably compete for a few more years. We decided against it. What started as a joke, a game for our amusement turned into a lot of fun and a source of money for school. Also for several years I dressed as a girl for Halloween, a cheerleader for the powder puff football game and pretty much every time my girlfriend and I went out on a date. It was fun pretending to be a girl. My girlfriend admitted after a while that she preferred my feminine side and wanted me to be her full time girlfriend. While I liked doing it for fun on a part time basis, I was otherwise a guy and had no intention of changing that fact.

    When Beth and I went on to college she insisted I live full time as a girl I was hesitant not thinking I could get away with it but for some reason the dean of student housing paid no attention to gender on the student forms and honored Beth and my request to room together. For the longest time everyone assumed we were lesbian lovers. They completely ignored the fact that I had a deep voice though I did my best to soften it up a bit.

    Today Beth and I are married. While I am still male and still have my gender as male on my driver's license, I live full time as Beth's lesbian wife. To say that presenting as female is erotic is an understatement. Being her girly sissy boy keeps me in an almost constant state of arousal. This is especially true since I am only allowed to cum once for every thousand hours of eating her out. I think secretly I have always wanted to be her slave girl and she drew that out in me. She controls me keeping my genitals locked up. Even though we both have degrees she earns the money and I stay home taking care of our children and doing all the housewife stuff.

    Recently she brought home a young college stud hung twice as big as me. She didn't bring him home for her to play with. She admitted years before that she prefers girls which is why she likes me. But she recently started to fantasize about watching me have sex with a guy. So she made me suck him off while she made a video of it. Then she had me keep is cock in my mouth for a couple of hours until it got nice and hard again and made me fuck it with my virgin asshole. It took a long time but I managed to impale myself all the way on it. Before the end of that night I became even more obsessed with getting fucked like a girl than Beth was obsessed with watching me get fucked like a girl. Now we have played that game a few dozen times and she has over a hundred hours of video she has uploaded onto porn sites. Eating out my wife while my boyfriend fucks my ass is the biggest turn on.

    I live the perfect life and am so glad my mother, Beth and my sister all recognized my feminine side so long ago.

    #22559 — Comments (0) — Jan 27, 2015 at 6:39 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Posted by Anonymous

    When I was a kid I saw my mother naked and got a hard on. Another time I walked into the bath room and my mother was standing naked I instantly got hard and she reached out and grabbed my cock asking ifshe did that to me. She continued to stroke my little preteen cock. She took me into the bedroom and began sucking my cock till I came hard for the first time in my life. From then on she would take me in the bedroom and suck my cock make me put my cock in her pussy and my favorite was eating her hairy pussy. This continued from that time to present. I am now 30 yrs old and we fuck at least once a week. It is the best relationship I ever had and the best pussy I ever had.

    #11781 — Comments (1) — Jul 19, 2012 at 2:20 PM — That's Juicy! (19) Remove This.
  • — Embarrassing Moments —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My girlfriend's mother is a beautiful, sexy woman. Saturday night we were all at a party. Marie and me went into a spare bedroom, where she started giving me a blow job.
    Halfway thru, her daughter, my girlfirend, walked in. Talk about embarrassed! It turned into a shitty evening from that point on.

    #1612 — Comments (10) — Feb 25, 2003 at 10:15 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Male / 35

    What is the deal with mothers and young sons?

    I don’t know how many times I have gone swimming to find a mother walking into the men’s change room to see how close to being ready her son was. They have very little concern if other men may be in there changing and naked. Most times I might get a quick sorry or excuse me but hardly ever do they leave right away. The ones that do leave right away don’t do so until at least taking a quick peek at everyone in the room. I had one mother remain in there for over 10 minutes while at least half a dozen men were in the dressing and undressing. When asked to leave by one of the men she had an attitude and told him he was nothing special and had seen it all before. She even argued that she has a son she sees naked and he is not much different. She even told him to put a towel on if he didn’t want to be seen naked. Other mothers have even sat down in the change room waiting for their sons to finish. They literally watch guys dressing and undressing. If it was the other way around with men going into women’s change rooms we would get arrested.

    Are these women just using their sons as an excuse to see naked men?

    #23360 — Comments (1) — Apr 3, 2015 at 6:06 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — My Family —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I'm a 24 year old woman and I'm currently in a relationship with a 40 year old guy. He's hot, intelligent, funny and great in bed. He also has a teenage son (15) that lives with him.

    I get on with his son fine, we hang out, watch movies, go shopping etc. I've caught him checking me out a few times (looking at my ass when I bend over, looking down my top, staring at me when I was in a bikini etc). I've never said anything because, well he's a teenage boy, what do you expect!

    Anyway, a couple months ago I was home alone, just had a shower and was finishing up my after shower moisturizing when the bedroom door opened and in he walks. He'd thought it was his dad who was home.

    So there I am, completely naked, skin glistening slightly from the cream, one foot on the bed, facing him. He stands there dumbfounded, eyes trailing up and down my body, taking everything in. I left him for about 30 seconds before clearing my throat gently. His eyes snapped to mine, his face flushed red and he bolted from the room and out the house.

    I think he expected to get in trouble later, but I never told his dad and when we were alone and told him it was OK, honest mistake, but perhaps he should knock from now on.

    Then two weeks ago, in the middle of the night, I got up to pee. When I was washing my hands the tap gushed out water and soaked my nightie. So i slipped out of it, dumped it in the hamper and went to leave the bathroom, intending to get a dry nightie before going back to bed.

    I opened the bathroom door and there he his, reaching for the handle, in just his shorts. He stands there, once more staring at my naked body. This time I can see his cock starting to rise inside his shorts. I cough gently again and he just steps aside this time.

    I just smiled to myself and walked past, his eyes on me as I walk away, knowing he was staring at my ass the whole way. Took him a while to finish in the bathroom, so I wonder. Did his hard on delay his pee, or did he had a wank?

    Well this brings me to the other day. In the house, needing to check something online, my tablet wouldn't connect so I nipped upstairs to the son's bedroom, to use his PC.

    Now when I first started seeing his dad I promised I wouldn't go in his room. That was for him and his dad. I'm not his mother, so I don't have any right to invade his privacy. But I figured if he didn't know, and it was just to check the internet....

    I load up his PC, while taking a look around the room. Before I opened the net, I spot a folder on the desktop. The name is just 2 letters, which also happened to be my initials. I can see from the preview icon it's got photos in it.

    Curious, I opened it. The photos were from a camera phone and were all of me. Photos of me sunbathing, sitting around the house, working in the kitchen, garden etc. Couple of down blouse shots, some close ups of my ass etc. Was also a couple of word documents. They were stories. Based on the after shower incident and the nighttime bathroom encounter. Stories that started off in fact, then went off into very detailed and very erotic fiction. They were actually pretty good.

    So now I know he's got a crush on me, is photographing me when I'm not looking and writing erotic fantasy fiction about us. But I'm not supposed to know and can't admit I do, without revealing I broke my promise about his bedroom.

    Any suggestions what I can? I love his dad and hope we'll be together for sometime to come, but do I want my boyfriend's son fixating on me?


    #12829 — Comments (4) — Dec 8, 2012 at 2:22 PM — That's Juicy! (39) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I'm a black woman who is sick of the racist people in my town. So I have a little revenge. Sometimes when I get on an elevator with preppy looking white boys, I clutch my purse like I think they are going to try to steal it. I follow white teenage girls and housewives around the store where I work and hint to the security guard that I think they might be shoplifting because they don't look like they can afford the clothes. If I'm waiting on an old white lady, I talk down to her like she's uneducated. I asked one blue-haired grandmother if she would like to earn extra money by cleaning my house. When little white kids misbehave in public, I say to the people around me "Well what do you expect." I live in a nice neighborhood and when a white person asks if there are any houses for sale, I frown and say "I'm sure you'd really be happier living somewhere else."

    #692 — Comments (4) — Dec 20, 2003 at 9:23 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Revenge —
    Straight Male / 39

    How many men can say they've fucked three generations of the same family. After finding out my wife had sucked off a guy at a Hen night party eight weeks ago, I have.

    Firstly my wifes mother, Helen, who's not long had her 58th birthday. She was more than eager to have my cock, mainly because ever since I married her daughter, she'd been implying sexual inuendos towards us having sex (Didn't know that did you dear). Calling round to her flat two days after I discovered my wife infidelity, all I had to say was that I had a bottle of Vodka and that I was horny. She'd drunk half the bottle before I had my hands inside her clothing. One hand feeling her huge tits and the other finger fucking her sloppy wet c**t. I fucked her as she was still half dressed, over the arm of her sofa. She didn't want me to fuck her arsehole, but I did it anyway after first banging her loose pussy. I even made her swallow my dick and then cum, straight from her arse. (Your mother is such a slut honey)

    My wifes daughter Kelly wasn't that much harder to convince either. Kelly is my 17 year old step daughter. Once again buying her something did the trick. A pair of shitty cheap designer sunglasses and lots of alcoh pops was all it took for her to agree to suck my dick. Once she was horny enough from blowing me on her mothers and my bed, it was relatively easy to get her to agree to take my cock up her sweet tight pussy. Cumming all over her small pert tits was amazing. She even came back for more after she'd showered. I was in the kitchen by then, but it didn't stop me from fucking her over the kitchen table as she drank another alcoh pop (Kelly is a much better fuck than you darling).

    The icing on the cake for me at least, was getting my wife to suck my dick later that night, even though I'd not showered after fucking Kelly. (Hope you liked the taste sweetheart)

    So Sarah when you read this after I leave a copy lying around not too long from now, and you will because you're a nosey bitch. You'll know my cock has fucked your mums mouth, pussy and arse. Your mouth, pussy and arse. And Kelly's mouth pussy and hopefully tomorrow night (27th Nov) when you go out, her beautiful arsehole too. (She's a slag just like you, I'm sure she will)

    I'll be taking the car Sarah and heading off. Oh yeah and the money we've saved up together too. You can have the dog, hated the little fucker anyway.

    Tat ta then :) x

    #21958 — Comments (2) — Nov 26, 2014 at 2:38 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
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