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  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 46

    I used to Love fantasizing about being naked and forced to Suck a stranger's Cock, one day i made it happen, i was chatting with this guy explaining to him my fantasy, he asked where i was he said he could meet in 30 minutes and did i have any place in mind, I suggested my local shopping centre restrooms i had used them once in the 10 years I was living there and they were spotless clean with 5 stalls. I was sitting there naked in the last one stroking away my head was spinning, feeling a bit scared, what if he doesn't look like what he said or something bad was going to happen, 40 minutes had now passed and i was thinking he isn't coming, when i heard footsteps, again. Then he stopped i could see his polished shoes under the door, then he tapped 4 times, i opened the door right on the last tap and was very relieved to see a handsome man maybe 40 in a suit, i recognised him from one of the real estate places there, he came in unzipped pulled out his lovely cut Cock which quickly hardened to 8 inches at least grabbed my head and pulled me to him i opened my mouth as he forced that lovely big Cock in my hungry mouth, at first he was gentle sliding it in me slowly and a bit more each time, after a couple of minutes he was resting his balls on my chin as he held me firmly with what felt like his whole Cock buried in my throat, i did not seem to have a gag reflex, and i was loving it, what a feeling this was in a public place being fed a Big Cock, of course I was really loving it and then we heard footsteps, he pulled out, i pulled him back in and held him there in my mouth as the guy finished his piss and left. Then he was like a man posessed he held my head tighter than before and Fucked my mouth and throat with such force that I barely had time to catch a breathe as my throat started to sting A bit, Then he slowed his thrusting as i felt his Cock swell before his warm juices began to spurt sharply in my mouth then he forced his big meat slab back down my throat and he emptied the rest of his massive load i knew I had to swallow quickly or I would pass out from no air, when he finally pulled out I drew a huge sigh like breathe and the air gushing in enhanced the smell and taste of his salty semen that lingered long after in my mouth, he tapped me on the head with a good boy, tidied up and left, i sat up to close the door behind him just as another guy walked in and must have seen him leave my stall and that I was still naked, he changed directions and was heading towards me I managed to close the door but not enough time to latch it, he pushed the door so hard I flung back against the cistern and by the time I'd sat back up he door was now closed and he was pulling out his Cock, you want more he said ?

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  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Female / 45

    I was a young 26 year old when I found that my husband of two years was gay. It happened that I knew this man at work and he knew this man who was gay and it was that way that I found that my husband was an escort for gay men at hotels in town. I was under the impression that he worked as a night watchman for an office building. I lost myself and the man at work who found out became my crutch, I fell deeply for him and one night after the store closed I went into his arms and all I wanted was for him to take nature's course and do with me what he wanted. I did not want to go home. I was bleeding inside and I wanted him to stop the bleeding.

    He wasn't sure of what I wanted and I almost had to tell him to strip me and fuck me. I sucked his cock first and I took off my shirt so he could get to my boobs and pulled his pants down so he had his hard cock out and I pushed my pants down and bent over the prep table and waited for him to fuck me. He fucked me. After that night I wanted him to fuck me all the time. He was married to this lady that took care of her grandmother who was in a wheelchair. He wasn't getting much sex from her so I substituted for her and sucked him as hard as I could and gave him my ass to fuck.

    One night he stayed too late and we were fucking in the manager's office because it had carpet and his wife showed up and the door to the hall in the mall was unlocked and she caught us fucking. She slapped me, called me a whore and other bad names, called him an asshole and he told her if she didn't give him pussy what was he supposed to do. He was still hard, harder than he was when he was fucking me, he bent her wrist until she was on her knees and he gave her is cock to suck. She kept her mouth shut but he kept slapping her with his other hand until she opened her mouth and she got mouth fucked.

    After that night it was like okay if he fucked me and she started to give him more pussy. I went to his house to talk and after a lot of screaming and calling me a whore and everything I told her that I was going to give him up and I wanted him to fuck me. Things remained like that for over a year and then the grandmother got worse and she had to be put in a nursing home. Now she was home every day and he was getting pussy from her and but he didn't stop giving me cock. I was over there and I told her that maybe one time we should both go at the same time, maybe he would like that. Getting naked with her and getting ourselves hot for him made him very aggressive and he went for both of us pinning us down to fuck us. After that night we fucked together most every weekend.

    I turned 30 with them, by then he had changed jobs and was earning a lot more money and the grandmother had passed away and his wife was working full time. Although we played with our boobs, played with our pussies, we kissed and groped, we really never got to the point that we would be lovers without him. We made love alongside him while he was doing the fucking and sometimes we sucked his cock as soon as he withdrew after fucking us, but we fucked with him.

    We never had kids. I am 45 now and he is 53 and she is 49 and we are still together.

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Gay Male / 49

    The company I worked for bought a factory in Monterrey Mexico and I found myself going back and forth setting up our systems and procedures and what not, most of the trips were in and outs but from time to time I spent the night. The company paid for this car company to pick me up and drive me around and on one of the occasions that I was spending the night the driver asked me if I needed his help or if I was going to stay in the hotel. I told him I had tried the hotel restaurant and bar and it was not something to write home about, we talked and he suggested a restaurant about a mile a way that catered to executives and maybe the food would be better.

    I got dressed for dinner and he dropped me off, he had made a reservation so I got in without a problem and started at the bar. The place was packed and the bar was packed and it took a while before I got a seat to order a drink. The men were all suited and corporate types and while I nursed a drink one of the men at the bar started a conversation, his English was good and his work background fit into mine, he worked for another factory in town. He found out I was alone and he invited me to join him and his friends and we had a nice dinner, several drinks and we became friends. After dinner he mentioned that he and some friends were going to another bar to get a drink and why not come along, they would take me back to the hotel. I called my driver and we left for the bar.

    The place was dark and full of people and the music was loud and we backed into a booth and ordered drinks. After a couple of minutes a young man came up and spoke in Spanish and the next thing I know he is table dancing swinging his dick around, bending over and giving the table a full view of where the sun don't shine and the guys I was with were giving him money. He finished and came back with two more guys and soon they were all naked sitting on laps, kissing and making out with my table partners, hard dicks in their hands, some sucking and guzzling dick and they offered me one of the guys. His dick was hard and he kept it in my face offering me to suck him, he bent over and kissed me, he offered me his dick again, the guys at my table telling me to go for some Mexican Chile, we were just getting started and to swallow him whole.

    His dick was hard, hardest dick I had ever swallowed and soon I was sucking and kissing and making out and dicks were everywhere, dancers on the table, hot asses in our face, dicks in our face, the drinks kept coming and the bill came and it was paid and we left and went to a house and several of the guys from the bar came along to give us a home party. My friend the one that talked to me first and offered that I join them for dinner grabbed my dick in my pants and offered to give me a blow job. He was good and soon he and I were making out and we went back to a bedroom and he wanted to get on so I let him, the room had everything we needed including mirrors on the walls and the ceiling. After we had sex a couple of the dancing boys came in to fuck for us and give us blow jobs and let us try the deliciousness of the dark art.

    I woke up in that room with my new friend passed out beside me and one of the dancing boys sleeping beside me. The headache was worse than any headache I had before, the bathroom swung around while I tried to piss, the other room had a naked guy and a couple of the dancers, I went back to the room and passed out for a while. I woke up to the dancer bathing my dick with a hot cloth, sucking and washing me with a hot cloth. My friend from the restaurant was in the shower and he came back in naked form head to toe and offered me a suck to get the morning started. I got showered and we went to the kitchen and a cook fixed breakfast. The dancing boys got dressed and they were paid and left and soon it was just me and my friend, it was his house and he walked me around. He had art on the walls, he had sculpture, he had videos, whatever you wanted, hard dicks, hot asses, long legs, pretty faces, phallic penises in stone, wood and metal. He told me his name was Gregorio and he owned a couple of factories in town.

    My trips to Monterrey were never the same again, when Gregorio came to see me we had a much more subdued time, but when I went to see him he treated me to some of the wildest parties you can think of. He gave me a mahogany penis, he said it was modeled after his, to keep close to me when we were apart. Gregorio is a lover first, a friend second and party animal third. We clicked and we have fun. Time replaced me with a new friend but when I go to Monterrey he is always open to inviting me to his parties, with dancers or just friends. Whatever I can imagine Gregorio can put it together. My driver knows where to drop me off, he works for Gregorio now, and he takes care of me when I come to town.

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  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Male / 38

    Iâd like to share an experience thatâs recently happened. After a conversation with my wife, I decided to get a vasectomy. We have three kids and couldnât afford another, and a vasectomy is much less hassle that her being sterilised.

    Anyhow, I spoke to my doctor who walked me through the procedure. She then made me an appointment for pre-op âcounsellingâ. She told me that, because of my age (apparently Iâm young for a vasectomy) they usually like to play devilâs advocate to make sure I understand the permanence of the procedure.

    Fast forward to yesterday, which is when I had my counselling session. I was called through from the waiting room and shown into a consultation room by a nurse. Iâd say she was in her late forties, blonde, with a good figure, though I wouldnât say she had a stunning face. She was wearing blue scrubs and bright pink clogs.

    She sat my down and introduced herself as Michelle. She was going to be the theatre nurse during my operation. She was there to discuss the procedure and all it entailed.

    She picked up her glasses and placed them on...this was the first time I actually thought âyes, youâre sexyâ in an older woman/sexy secretary kind of way...asked me some basic health and lifestyle questions: are you married? Do you smoke? etc. When she leaned forward to write the front of her top sagged open and I could see her cleavage as well as a section of her bra - it was pink and smooth.

    She then pushed a leaflet and a diagram of the male genital region across the desk at me and ask me to pay attention. She described the process of ejaculation. Sat there listening to this attractive woman using words like âorgasmâ, âsemenâ and âerectionâ was quite a turn on. Then she said â...and finally the semen travels down the shaft until it is ehaculated from the tip of your cockâ.

    I raised my eyebrows and stared at her. âIâm sorry to sound coarseâ she giggled, briefly placing her hand over mine on the desk. âI sometimes prefer to use language that patients are familiar with, just so we fully understand each otherâ. I mumbled something along the lines of âthatâs fineâ and she continued.

    The conversation went on for a good five or six minutes, during which she informed me that immediately post-op it would be completely safe to âhave intercourse, both vaginal, oral and analâ and âwanking is also fine, though there probably will be some bruising as the tissue in the genital region is very sensitiveâ.

    I wasnât sporting a raging hard-on at this point, but the language she was using was certainly having an effect.

    She then asked me âdo you wank often?â. I didnât know how to answer that question.

    âHow often is often?â I responded.

    âW ell,â she said, âyou need to come back for a check up 16 weeks after your op to check itâs been a success. Now the problem is, your tubes are pretty much full of come, so you need to make sure that you expel any remaining seamen before you return.â

    &a circ;Ok,â I muttered. âSo...â

    âSo you need to ejaculate at least three times a week for sixteen weeksâ. She motioned masturbation. âObviously your wife can help...Iâm sure that wonât be a problem.â She giggled and jotted something down on the paper in front of her, giving me another brief flash of her chest flesh.

    âRight.â She started. âTime got your examination. Take your jeans and underwear down to below your knees and pop yourself up onto the bed.â

    I felt my face flush. âExamination?â I stammered. âI thought this was just counselling?â

    âYes, silly. But as I explained, the procedure does carry risks and you need to be certain of what to look out for which is why we examine you and talk you through some of the signsâ.

    I gulped. âOk,â I managed.

    I stood and she drew the curtain in case anybody walked in on us. I dropped my jeans and boxers and out flopped my semi-erect equipment. I swung myself onto the bed and lay back, trying my hardest not to become aroused, which was proving very difficult as I knew soon enough this attractive nurse would be cradling my balls in both hands.

    âRight, letâs see what weâve got,â she breathed. She pushed past the curtain and stared down at my naked lower half. âIâm sorry if my hands are cold,â she said and giggled again. âMight be a nice sensation for you anyway,â she laughed again.

    She cupped my balls and her hands were indeed cool. She massages them slightly, tockiling her fingertips around my sac not obviously searching for anything in particular.

    âIâ ;m just apologising in advance,â I said, âyou know, in case I get an erection!â

    âOh donât be silly!â She scoffed. âIt happens all the time! A young impressionable man being fondled by an older woman in a nurses uniform!â

    I could feel myself becoming thicker, more prominent.

    âThat makes me feel betterâ I said, relaxing somewhat.

    âWhat does? Knowing that people often get aroused or the fact an older woman is fondling your balls?â She laughed again, a breathy laugh, almost hoarse. My cock began to swell.

    She eventually found one of the tubes leading from my testicles and pinched it. It was quite uncomfortable. âThese spaghetti-like tubes will need to be checked after your op,â she said âfor little lumps. We call them âgranulomasâ and theyâre usually harmless, but they need to be checked anywayâ.

    Sheâs stopped pinching now and had rested her hand on my sac, cupping my balls. âIs there anything you want to ask or need to know?â She asked, hand still in place.

    âYou mentioned shaving before the op?â I offered.

    âAh yes!â She said. âHere,â she brushed her free hand, palm-down slowly across the pubic hair above my stiffening penis âall of this hair can stay - though I must say, youâre very well groomed.â She looked at me and smiled. Her lips looked delicious.

    â Here, underneath,â she picked up my penis from above in her fingertips, placed all five on the shaft, just like those claw-machines in the arcades, and held my cock straight up to attention. She then drew an line with her free hand directly below my stiff cock, âeverything needs to go. All off.â

    My dick was screaming. Fully erect now, begging to be tugged and played with.

    She then gripped my cock in the palm of her hand and stooped in close to my sac. She brushed her free hand back and forth over my balls, still gently holding my shaft. âLooks like youâre ok though...as I said: well groomed. Do you shave or wax?â She said conversationally.

    & acirc;I...erm...I shave.â I managed. Trying my hardest to concentrate on the question and not the fact she was holding my rock hard cock.

    âI always wax. It is painful, but it leaves a much better feel than shaving. I get it all taken off once a month. You should try itâ.

    I was desperate for her to touch the tip of my penis...a quick stroke, to glide her fingertips over the bulbous head, and she knew it. My torture was pleasing her greatly though. She was smiling away, her gaze flicking between my face and my crotch.

    âAnything you need to know?â She asked, an amused look passing over her face, my cock still firmly rooted in her left hand.

    I thought a long moment, but couldnât think clearly enough to say anything of value. Thinking back now I should have asked her to demonstrate some techniques for alleviating my tubes of excess semen, though Iâd have probably lasted less than a few strokes.

    &aci rc;I donât think so.â I murmured.

    âOkâ she said chirpily. Pull up your clothes and weâll set a date for your op. She turned away from the treatment table slowly, casually stroking her fingertips up the shaft of my cock, up and over the fat head of my penis. It felt tremendous...like electricity firing through my cock.

    I lay still for a few moments. Composing myself. Dick still harder than a piece of iron. Then I pulled up my trousers and met her at the desk.

    She booked my appointment and said she was really looking forward to seeing me again. I reciprocated and said âthank youâ.

    â The pleasure was mineâ she replied with a grin.

    I left and made it to where Iâd parked. I immediately whipped my cock out and wanked furiously to an almost instantaneous orgasm. I cleaned up with some tissues I had in the car.

    When I got home, my wife asked how the appointment went. I told her âit was fine. Iâm booked in for my op in April.â

    Canât wait to see that nurse again!

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Gay Male / 22

    For a couple of years I'd dreamed, fantasized and wished he'd fuck me, but then everybody and everything said he couldn't. I'd already been fucked by a couple of lads my age, and had older men than him, stick their cocks deep up my arsehole. Yet he was off limits.
    Ever since I walked in and watched him fucking her with his huge cock, I wanted him and it inside my mouth and arse. He was straight though, and straight men didn't fuck young boys like, especially him.
    At the age of sixteen I went to work with him at his timber yard. It was there I grew up in many ways and even had an older employee of his fucking me during our lunch breaks. Even so I longed for his cock and wanted so badly for society to understand it was ok.
    Two years flew by and by then I was confident bottom. I understood my role during sex and had a few guys who I entertained regularly. Cute, good looking, handsome, even drop dead fucking gorgeous are all terms that were aimed at me from other men, usually married men. Yet the one man I wanted so so badly, wouldn't or couldn't fuck me.
    I'd left my cash card at work. Knowing I was out that Friday night, I needed it and drove back. The lights were on, which wasn't that surprising given he was at the yard most Friday evenings around that time.
    Not thinking anything other than getting my cash card, I let myself in with my keys and saw them straight away. He'd taken on a young guy called Scott only two months before. Scott, as everyone who knew us both, was a spitting image of me at that age. And he was naked fucking Scott's arsehole so hard over his desk.
    I was instantly jealous and instantly turned on at the same time. I was also confused. He was straight right?. He loved her, yet there he was balls deep up a sixteen year olds arsehole and by the look of it, it wasn't his first time fucking a young guys arsehole.
    I stood and watched for about a minute or two with my cock bursting in my trousers. Only when they changed position and he had the young man mount his enormous dick, did they both notice I was stood there. He knew it was too late to deny anything, so pumped his cock upwards deep inside Scotts hole whilst looking directly at me. Asking me what I wanted as Scott tried to climb off his cock, I told him I'd come to get my cash card, and if he was really asking, his cock up MY arsehole.
    Scott left ten minutes later in a taxi. He left with a couple of hundred quid for his troubles and flea in his ear from me about returning back to work. He'd gone to put his clothing back on, but I'd told him to remain as he was.
    No sooner had Scott left in the taxi, I moved over to his desk, undressed completely showing him my erection and listened to him say something I will always remember my entire life "I've wanted to fuck you for years".
    The moment I heard those words I dropped down, took hold of the one erect penis I'd always wanted and devoured it. I sucked on his dick, the like of which I'd probably never given anyone else that kind of blow job. Tasting Scott's anal juices on his cock didn't dissuade me either. I'd wanted, longed for him to have sex with me, and there I was on my knees sucking on his beautiful hard on.
    He was fucking my mouth after only a shrt time and I knew with him fucking Scott earlier, he'd probably be close and I wanted him to fuck me. Rising up quickly, I lay face down on his desk, looked back at him and told him to fuck me.
    If you're a bottom like myself, you'll understand what I mean when I say, receiving his cock, after he'd spat all over my rear hole, when I was fully prepared, was in itself for me right then and there, the most most wonderous feeling you can ever have. His cock immediately sent waves of intense pleasure throughout my entire body and I knew from then on he and I would become lovers.
    It might not have been the movie version of how you'd think you would want to be fucked by the man you love most in the world, but with his powerful thrusts up my arsehole, and it being who he was and is to me, it could not have been better.
    As soon as he gripped my shoulders pressing me down harder onto leather lined oak desk, I knew he was about to cum. Reaching under myself I was about to grip my own cock and toss myself off. That's when his cock erupted inside of me and instead of me touching my cock at all, it too erupted below me and I was cumming as his semen filled my arsehole.
    He lay on top of me breathing hard for a minute or so. Then kissing my right ear, he told me to stay where I was.
    There was a bright flash and I realised he'd just taken a photo of me and my fucked arse.
    Thinking that was our first fuck finished, I went to retrieve my clothing. He sat in his leather seat next to the desk, looked me in the eyes and told me "Oh no, if you're going to be my fuck boy, then you'd better learn, I need you to clean me off".
    He held my head down there for over quarter of an hour, frocing me to kiss, lick and suck his cock and balls. He took control, total control and I loved every second of it. My mouth was being fucked mercilessly by his rising cock and it was everything I'd ever wanted with him. Once his cock was rock hard again, he told me to mount him.
    No lube needed as his cum was leaking out of my hole. Kneeling either side of his legs, I gripped his cock shaft and lowered myself onto his dick. It slid in all the way until I felt his pubes touch my tight little arse cheeks. He put his hands up to my face then. Looking at me as I slowly rose and fell on his cock gasping each time, he told me we would be fucking from then on, and that we'd obviously need to keep it from her.
    I never made it to the club that night. We eventually drove down the same driveway one after another, and walked into our home. His second load of cum was oozing out of me still, yet I didn't care.
    He'd taken control again once he'd spoken, holding my face as I sat on his cock above him, we kissed. But not as we had all my life up to then, but as lovers, passionate and sex hungry lovers. The long slow way he fucked me, never once releasing the kiss we shared will stay with me forever. His cock if anything, was even deeper inside of me than before. And I couldn't get enough of how good it felt to have him finally inside of me, fucking the very hole I'd longed him to fill for years.
    I blew my load first that time. It filled the slight void between us as he carried on pumping hs cock upwards into me. And then like he'd cum inside me all my life, his cock felt like a rocket exploding inside of me and I had a series of small dry orgasms.
    She wondered why I hadn't gone out, but I passed off the comment with an excuse about my head hurting. He kissed her as she rose and they both walked into the kitchen. When they returned with a glass of wine each, I told them both I was heading up for a shower.
    My mum looked at me, then him and said "Remember when he was really little, you'd both jump in the shower together after football". laughing she went on to say "Those were wonderful days".
    We do shower together now. Only it's not to get the mud off our bodies. It's so we can fuck and enjoy the sex we've been having for four wonderful years now.
    It's funny, it doesn't matter to me what society thinks anymore. I love him, always have and always will. And I also love how he fucks me with complete passion everytimne we can.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Female / 29

    They say I was a cute little girl ,I think I was average. I was always a tease even in this day of women's rights and stuff. Here I am wiser thinking back on all the stupid crap I did. Now I would never say or tempt the more powerful sex as I did. Laura Croft the super hero woman I am not. Just thought I was. So my life I teased and flirted with my boy cousins, neighbors and even random people. I lucked out and didn't get my cherry popped at 10 , 11, or 12 years old. Believe me I should of a few times even at 10 when I only had peach fuzz on my pussy. So at the pipe stupid age of 13 I had a skinny thin body with enlarging hip small but fully grown B cups and a mind that hadn't had any sense to it yet. My dad called me the emotional basketball because I was just that. I always teased my brother by opening his door when I knew he was wanking off. I could quietly unlock it. where is the rest of it or is that all you got I would say. I went to the principle's office for kissing random boys and flashing my top. Mrs ___ the principle kept an eye on me and told me "You think you can stop a boy from doing what he wants with you, You cant"
    So this one cute big and shy boy was always my target . He was so easy. He would blush and run. I would rub on him and he turned green. Once in front of my girl friends he teared up. So my friends felt sorry for him and gave up but I never stopped day after day. One day he cornered me and said politely You have to ease up. You think you know me, You don't know how hard I work to be nice. UNDERSTAND he said to my face sternly. I was good for a little while but not long enough. The school team was loosing games and he was this big boy that the coach expected more of. So after this one game he walked over the hill in private and put his face in his hands. He felt he lost the game and let everyone down. I didn't know he was there as I walked by there often to call my Dad from a friends home. He grabbed me, come to pick on me haven't you? No I didn't know you were here. Liar you always pick on me and make me feel terrible. I pulled away and my pleated school skirt pulled wide open at the side zipper. He just easily pulled me to him. I said something terrible can't remember what as I said terrible things a lot. You Just never let up! You don't have an Idea what I'm thinking. Take it back he said and back and forth he went with tears in his eyes as I didn't stop. He grabbed me like a sack of onions under his arm and began walking down the hill. I fought trying every tuff woman move I saw wonder woman or Super Girl do on the movies. No luck you dummy I said to my self as he was many times my strenght and twice my size. There was a sugar shed that was only used for sugar harvest and not in the early fall he was walking to. I fought the hole way but it only made me tired. You need a spanking he said as he grabbed the hidden key over the door. No way I hated spankings and mom and dad gave me plenty. He walked in locked the big heavy door and pocketed the key. You said you would ease up and I am beyond turning my back to you. Like an Idiot my mouth kept running. That is just all I can take and he grabbed me and walked over to the bed in the corner of the shack. He put me over his knee and my mouth kept running and I fought like a little kid does before a spanking. He laughed out loud at my squirming. Lifted my skirt and pulled down my breifs. Now he had my full attention and I shut up. Way too late he said as his hand rested on my bare rear. Whack whack whack he barely hit me thinking I was a four year old he had to be careful with. I was like thinking was he just wanting to feel up my rear end? I just lay there quiet and he did too.
    The silence was driving me crazy as his hand was resting on my bare rear. As much as you deserve it , I cant hit you and live with my self. If I start I will beat you death. You have no Idea out of control I can be he said. I was at last realizing how powerful he really was. Did you ever hurt any one by accident I asked? On purpose I hurt them bad real bad and got in big trouble with the sheriff. He played with my rear as we talked and then started playing with my briefs that were down by my knees. While we kept talking he pulled my panties off and began unbuttoning the back of my dress. When the last button opened on my blouse I said excuse me. Today is my day in control he said. If I spank you I will loose control. The choice is yours if I control or I don't control my self. You have a choice only but you have no control at all for the first time. I knew he could loose it and beat me . So I at last held my tongue. He played but did not know how to unhook my bra. Come on he should know he was 15. So I reached back and said let me help and I unhooked it. He stopped and after a while rubbing my back he said I can't go home. I stood up topless and my skirt falling down. I stepped out of my skirt and right in front of him I was totally nude. Then I dressed and walked out.
    That night I realised how lucky I was that he was a better human being by far than me. I was so nice to him and he would compliment me on being nice to people. One boy grabbed my breast and he grabbed the boy picked him up with one hand by the neck and said you never do that to a lady. He was suspended for three days. No one never touched me in the hall for fear of the big boy. I was struggling in Algebra and some one told him. He came to my house and my brother called me a name and he grabbed my brother. She is changing for the better don't make her regress. I I I I wont he said.
    Will you focus before I spank you? OK and he taught me Algebra in a couple weeks.
    Do you like me he asked? I do but I'm afraid of you too I said. Just respect me don't fear me. I've never kissed a girl and I want to kiss you first. Ive kissed lots of boys but I have never been in love I leveled with him. Well I'm not in love but I want to know how to love and how to make love he said. Wooow I said. I figured a girl like you could teach me. I'm only 13 you know. No way I thought you were 15 look at you. Just Then my brother came in the house. How old are you he asked my brother? Me I'm 15. Why do you look 12 and your sister looks 16. I don't look 12 my brother said, you act 12 is what I ment to say. Im leaving my brother said. I walk in his room and catch him wanking I said meanly. Ok bye said my brother. Now we have the house to our selves and that was my plan. Come on big boy I wont ever be your lover but I can teach you or we can teach other I smiled. Scared as heck we went to my bedroom and I shut the door. So I quickly removed his shirt. This boy was built like a body builder I had to catch my breath. Your suprised he said. I rolled my eyes. For once he wasn't shy. So I took off my top and bra and he was all eyes. lets hug and kiss chest to chest so he leaned over and it didn't work with my feet on the floor. I saw a small solid doll chair I had forever and i kicked teddy out and stood on it. Then I looked him eye to eye and we began kissing. Something was happening . My crotch was getting wet I expected that but I didn't think he would get in to my head. Don't you dare fall in Love your only 13. So we kept kissing and I was swooning as he was so kind . He kept grinning and he backed away your so beautiful Im sorry. For what I asked? For thinking I only wanted to experiment having sex with you. I want and he pointed between my breast. You want my heart. He nodded. Its just the moment I said. You feel it too admit it. I didn't want to but I admitted it. I hugged him tight and told him I would take care of his feeling forever and try to never hurt him. My pants were off and he was all about digging around and checking me out. I couldn't get his britches off until I ran to my brothers room and grabbed his condoms he has kept for 4 years. Soon enough he was taking the deep thrust and I was bleading as my cherry said good bye. It was terrible the first time, yet we were In love. I cleaned us up and new sheets and then it was very good for both of us. We stayed in love and he became famous at his sport. He passed away at 26 of a head Injury from a boating accident in my arms in Boaca Florida.

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  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 52

    While having lunch with a old friend,we talked about not getting hard and how our wives were not happy. He then informed me of his secret. While both. Wives are not adventures,they both like a good screw. A good friend of his needed a place to use on Friday while finishing his scheduled week and was returning to fly home. My friend made a deal,a night to stay,but needed him to sneak ,when called ,into his bedroom and give his wife a good fuck. But only by a doggy screw and no other. His friend agreed.on the night in question,he really had his wife hot and horny. He always told me that she wanted a big hard cock,like his used to be.while playing he asked her if she needed a real big hard cock. He told me that she being hot said that she would try anything .he told her to get on her knees ,give him a good blow job to get him hard,and motioned his guest to shove his 9inch hard cock from behind. While his wife at first was scared ,she soon was moaning in his pounding. When done he left,his wife at first was mad but said it was really good. He told me that his friend made monthly trips and that it Has been going on for 6 months. He asked if my wife and me could fill in at his house,while they made a couple trips a year. I made arrangements for us to fillin,I had a picture of there guest,so it was a good ,hot looking guy photo, my wife thought he was really nice.while in bed and getting her hot and horny,and asking if she needed a big hard cock,she was asking who,I told her to get on her arms and knees,and get ready for a big hard on. It's been over 2 years that my friend and me have been taking turns....

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  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 26

    My good friend approached me on my feelings about polyamorous relationships. To be honest I thought she said polygamy. My first answer was it's crazy. She asked me to think about it, her husband was interested in me. Well after saying no the subject it was out there and she asked me to think about it.

    At dinner with her husband he proposed to me. She didn't speak she let him speak but she held my hand waiting for my response. I didn't answer him, I asked her if this is what she wanted, polygamy. She said yes, with me.

    After some legal paperwork, we had a ceremony, not sanctioned by the state. I am the beneficiary of a support agreement. I moved in after going on a 'honeymoon' with him. I adjusted to living with my friend, living with him as a wife took longer. Well over a year. We have worked out a bedroom arrangement and he got the single room and we got the master. Mostly because as women we share more life matters than men and women. We receive him but he returns to his bed. This is the most difficult part of our marriage. Mind you we are not jealous, but sometimes we are. You can't help wanting the attention. We do not do kink, he gives his attention to us one wife at a time.

    Polygamy is hard, our parents are not in agreement, most people we know assume we are sex freaks. The legal situation is difficult. I really believe it would be better if the wives were married now that same sex is legal, and we work on a maintenance agreement for both wives, but I am not a lawyer. I say this because I feel women do better together, and what about children, that is a real likelihood now.

    If you are polygamous or want to be polygamous let us have your thoughts.

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  • — Gay Stories —
    Lesbian Female / 25

    By accident my older brother gave me a pussy rub. I mean by accident he grabbed me by the pussy and it felt good and he could see in my eyes that it felt good so he kept grabbing me and he started to rub me and he could see that I liked it and that I had opened my legs so he gave me a pussy rub with his hand. I can't say how old I was in part because it is embarrassing but also because he would get in trouble. The only thing I can say is that I liked it.

    I had a girlfriend and we spent a lot of afternoons together and I told her about it and I offered to show her and she liked it and opened her legs to let me rub her pussy. Of course we started when she had her pants on but we took her pants off and rubbed her pussy with her panties on. I am pretty sure she came when she grabbed my wrist and wouldn't let me rub her pussy any more. Her pussy was wet I could feel it with my hand, she kept making these faces while I grabbed her pussy and what caused me to put my face in her pussy I don't know but started to bite her and blow on her pussy and push my tongue in against her panties in her vagina area. Her legs kept opening and closing around my head. I pulled her panties off and I put my mouth on her naked pussy and I am pretty sure that I ate her out. I loved eating her out and ate her pretty much every week.

    All this happened with her when we were in the fifth grade so we still had pretty pussies. It took her a long time before she ate me but she finally did and I love having my pussy ate. All I can say is that we ate pussy and rubbed pussy and fingered pussy and made out tongue to tongue and when our titties got older we sucked our titties, we were full time regular lesbo girls. We grew hairy pussies and we tried everything, no one ever looked in on us because we were girls. We could hold a kiss for several minutes, and of course we could eat pussy for several minutes. We are grown up now but you have to go back to when you are like fourteen and your pussy is getting licked to know what it feels like and why we did it so often.

    In high school this boy tried to get me to suck his dick. It was after a basketball game in his car when he was giving us a ride home. We didn't do it, when I said no he asked her and she said no. We went straight upstairs to her room and she got on her bed and opened her legs and I went into her pussy like I had never eaten pussy. She was wet, real wet and her pussy smelled different and her vagina was open and I could stick my tongue way up in her vagina. I guess maybe she got hot for a dick or something because she kept humping up to my face until she came. That is the day we consider the day we had real sex, fuck sex like because you want to get fucked. But we never fucked with a guy.

    We went to college and all and it is no different than today, we lived together and made out and slept together every night, but then we were pretty much full blown lesbo queers. It is that sometimes and I don't know how it happens her pussy gets real wet, her vagina opens up so that my tongue can slide in and out and she fucks my face while I eat her. Like I said we call that fuck sex. By now you know that we are lesbo queers.

    It is important that we started eating pussy so young because that is what we remember when we eat pussy, just how good her pussy was when we were in the fifth grade. We have tried shaving and waxing but really it is a waste of time, we use a pair of scissor and trim down to where we have short pussy hair but we don't shave or wax. It is more for the look than for eating pussy, I like looking at her pussy. She has great tits, I have sports tits nothing that hangs out, they are like two mounds of fat flesh on my chest but no hanging or swinging tits like she has. When we were going through puberty and her tits came out I loved to have her sit in front of me and show me her tits.

    In any event, not to bore you to tears, we are two lesbo queers living in New Orleans working for the Saints in the office, still eating pussy and sucking tits after ten years.

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  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 27

    So I'm almost drunk while I'm writing this. I don't care about spelling mistakes. A short story of mine is that I'm (almost) 27 years old from Eastern Europe, and I have never had a girlfriend, and I have never had s*x. But my friends don't know this. I've told them that I was a bit older than 18 years old when I've lost my virginity, and since then I f*cked about 10-15 girls. But that's all lie. And the reason is very simple. I'm fat and I have a small p*nis. From now on you can calculate the rest.

    So it all started with a thing that when I was about 18 years old, and I heard that almost all of my closest friends already lost their virginity (they are/were younger than me1-2 years) and I know they didn't lie, because they had girlfriends at that time, and since I am (or better say I was) a pharmacist (chemist) they were buying condoms from me. And back then I was about 85-90kg (just for reference, now I am over 120kg, height was/is still about 173-174cm and my "tool was/is still just under 12cm") I had some doubt that I can ever give a girl an orgasm with my "tool" size. So I started making up stories about my first s*x, and after that how many girls I had. Luckily I know how to tell stories, I almost never use the same word twice, and I honestly believe, storytelling is one of my stronger sides.

    So I made up a story about my first time, lies followed after that. I have a good memory, and I know to who I said what and when and how, so if I had to tell again a story, I knew what I said before, and honestly, nobody knew I was lying, and a bit I started to believe in them as well. It seemed so believeable.

    I was about 25 years old, when the first time I have left Eastern Europe, and went to live and work in the UK, in London. I thought there will be a new life, new opportunities and I will finally lose my virginity. Btw I was 24 when I first kissed an overweight girl (and I kinda have a kink for bigger girls like myself, so I'm not saying because I have anything against them, on the contrary) and since that was my first time, and at that time I was drunk, she kinda noticed I was unexperienced, she didn't say anything, jsut told me that she feels kinda I kissed someone a long time ago... if she knew that she was the first one... maybe she felt it... I don't know. I've never spoke with her again.

    So I am working in London, and I became a night porter in a hostel. This company had 6 hostels in London, and their policy was that you can't live in the same hostel where you live and work at the same time. And my room rent went up after 2 months when I was already working in a hostel, so I thought it would be a good idea to live in a hostel for a while until I figure out what should I do next, or where should I look for my next room. So I was living in a hostel in the same company's hostel, but obviously not where I was working. It was about 20 minutes by walk between the 2 hostels. It was easy to get to the work by walk, and it was easy to go back to the hostel where I was living and where I had a good day's sleep. If you were wondering: i was working from 11PM to 9-10AM. The check-out time to the guests were until 11AM. So about 10-10.30AM when I got back to the hostel where I was living, almost everyone checked out, and who were still staying in their rooms went out to explore London, so I had every day a "good night sleep".

    Anyway, one day a group of younger girls arrived (between 18-23) from The Netherlands, from Spain, and from Germany (they didn't know each other) but we were staying in the same room (24-bed mixed dorm) and almost all of them were staying over 1 week in this hostel, and since we were the "youngers" in the room, we got along quite well, like sitting down on the floor and telling stories for 5-6 hours straight. It was like getting us know each other and we became friends quite fast after the 2nd night (I was working 4 nights and had 3 days off, so I was there a few days/nights with them and participated in these conversations)

    So after the 3rd or 4th day there was this very beautiful dutch girl. Let's call her Rebecca for the time being (not her real name). She recently broke up with her boyfriend, and she came to London alone to explore. She wanted to become an English teacher in The Netherlands in her local elementary school. So on this morning we were speaking about our plans. I told her that I will sleep, because I will work that night, so I need to catch up with my sleep. She went to the city centre to explore. Ok. Nothing special. I've slept during the day. She was away. I went to work about 10PM, she came back about 9PM and we had a little time to chat, she told me what she had visited that day. She asked me what was my plan for the following day. I said I will work that night, so I will arrive back around 10-10.30AM, will eat something and will go to sleep. She said OK. She went to sleep when I left for work.

    Finished about 9.30AM at work, arrived back to the hostel where I was living about 10AM. She was still there getting ready to go out. She asked me what was my plan again. I said to her that I wanted to go to sleep, because I had a busy night. She almost begged me to go with her for a walk, and since I was living in London I could show her a few places she didn't know about (at that time I was only at the Buckingham Palace and at the Chelsea Stadium at Stamford Bridge, I didn't explore London even I was living there about 4 months or so)

    So I said OK, I will go out with her for a small walk, but I have to get back to the hostel about 2PM-ish so I can have a good sleep for next night's shift. She said that's absolutely fine, she will continue her exploration without me after that. I agreed. So sleepy and tired me went out with her for a walk.

    I showed her a few of local amenities, like night clubs, bars, restaurants, a smaller museum etc. She was paying attention to everything I said. I was surprised. But who cares, I am tired and sleepy. So about 1PM she says she wants an ice cream. There was an Italian gelato shop with amazing ice creams. I said OK, we can go in there, buy whatever she wants, I'll pay, and I slowly wanted to go back to sleep to the hostel. She said that's fine.

    If I was embarrassed in my life, that was that moment. I've opened my wallet, and only £5 is in my wallet. I didn't bring my debit card with myself (because why should I bring, it was in a safe place, and I didn't plan to go out). So she had to pay for my and for her ice cream. I f*cked up. I will never apologize that to myself. But it happened. Not because I didn't have money, I just didn't have it with myself.

    So after she paid for both of us (I'm still sitting at the table embarrassed) I told her I will go back to the hostel, and told her if she wants to visit other places, she should go without me, so i quickly recommended a few places for her. She said she will come back with me, it's almost an hour walk, she would be bored alone. So we were walking on Baker Street, and of course she had to check out all the shop windows, and dreaming about all the stuff she can't/won't buy, but it's a feeling to walk through there. Anyway, about 3.30PM we've arrived back to the hostel. I said I want to go to sleep, but I still have to take a shower etc, but then I've decided to go straight to the bed, and I will take a shower just before I go to work. So she comes in to the room with me, she puts down her stuff like me, she stretches, and said she wants to take a break before she continues her walk. I can't stress this enough, we were in a 24-BED SHARED DORM, which means there are 22 other people in the same room with us. And all of them are OUT! Nobody is in the room! I was living in that hostel almost a month, and NEVER happened this that nobody is in the room at 3.30PM!!! So I lie down in my bed (it was the very bottom one, the beds are aligned like 3 on top of each other)

    So I took down my clothes, I lied down to my bed, and she starts to change as well to her "sleeping clothes" and I'm kinda surprised, but whatever, it's none of my business.

    And then the surprise came, she wants to lie down next to me, sits down next to me, and the she lays down, covers herself with my blanket, and wants to "fall asleep" next to me even when she had her own bed.

    I said to myself OK whatever, I want to sleep a bit, because I'll be f*cked at the job if I don't catch up with my sleep.

    So she lays next to me and slowly starts to push her back side toward my crotch. Of course I immediately went full hard, because I'm still a virgin and this was the closest ever encounter with a girl I've ever had. So she moves herself closer to my boner, she feels that I'm hard, but I still don't react, I just let her know I have a boner and poke her a bit, but honestly still want to fall asleep as fast as I can. She notices this, and pushed herself totally to me... This was the moment I knew I won't have any sleep, but I need to do something with her...

    So to show her I got her sign (yeah, she wants me to do something with her, I didn't want by myself, because I still don't know what and how to do), I hugged her, and slowly I was moving my right hand closer to her hip, then slowly to her panties, and started to slowly tease her p*ssy through her clothes. I heard she started to breath faster and I knew she was aroused, even if I've never experienced it before. So after a few minutes I move my hands up, and put 2 fingers on her clit directly in her panties. She screams up from joy. I slowly started to massage her clit, stimulate, sometimes put my finger in and out. She moans. She is enjoying it. I can feel on the bed that it is shaking a bit, but she doesn't want to be loud because in any second somebody can come into the room, and we have to cancel everything. But nobody knocks, nobody comes in. I am fingering her for about 15-20 minutes, the beds are shaking, she moans louder and louder but still not enough to be heard outside of the room, just between us. Her p*ssy was so wet, it slipped in and out so smoothly I never thought it can happen to girls, I always thought that's a myth. So I'm using my right arm to finger her, and I'm balancing myself half-sit half-laying on the bed on my left arm. So after 15 minutes I lye down on the bed, and with my left arm I touch her cheeks. Dude, if you heard that scream of joy, you wouldn't believe. She was literally shaking because of that touch, she stretched all her body, it was unbelieveable. I've never felt before nor experienced when a girl came, but at that exact moment I knew she came... her fast breathing, the way her body moved, the way her p*ssy tightened then relaxed... I just can't describe it, it was unbelieveable for me. I never knew that I can make a girl come... I pull out my right hand out of her panties, and dude, honestly I thought that's it, she came, she will go the bathroom to freshen herself up and she will leave. I still had a bit time left to catch up with a sleep, so I can survive that night's shift.

    How silly I was. After she became conscious again, she slowly reaches towards my p*nis, and wants to give me back the same. Once her hands reached, she felt something is wrong. I was still hard of course, but she felt that it's not as big as she would've expected. She took away her hand. She turned around, looked in my eyes (I've only saw 2 times in my life that staring, and this was one of them. When you don't stare to see his/her face, but stares through your soul, to see everything what's beyond those eyes. I only did once in my life that staring, and I knew she did the same, and I saw in her eyes that she UNDERSTOOD what's happening, that I don't have a big p*nis and what's holding me back)

    After 2 minutes (still nobody is in the room, which almost seems impossible because it is a 24-bed dorm and after 4PM... no way that this is happening on this very day) she's whispering me, but I can't hear her. I've asked her 3 times when I finally understood what she was saying. She said: "I will go to take a shower, do whatever you want to do with me"

    My dear friends... At that time I'm about 23 years old virgin... Never had a girlfriend... Never had s*x... Only kissed once in a lifetime, which was horrible for the girl... And she says this... Even when she felt and knew I had a small "tool"... Yet she said this... Against all odds in the universe... A 23 years old fat and ugly guy like me... It's finally happening... I can lose my virginity... With an 8/10 girl (for me at least, but maybe she was 9/10)... No way...

    So she gets out of the bed, and slowly collecting her stuff for the shower. So I get up as well, stare at her ass (I'm an ass guy) and I can't believe what will happen in the next few minutes, so I collect my stuff as well for shower, and I went forward and told to her in which cabin I will be in and won't lock the door, so she can come in. I went in the cabin, and quickly washed my private parts so it wouldn't stink because of the long walk and the work before... About a minute pass, I hear she comes in, locks the door and starts to undress. Dude, Now I say she was a 9/10 girl... Small tits, probably A cup, slim, like 50-55kg and about 180cm tall, but her ass is big as I don't know... She covers herself with her hands like she is unsecure about her body. No way she is not confident. Then she finally shows herself. Shaved everywhere, just a bit of stubble at her p*ssy... Dude... No way she is that beautiful, fully naked in front of me. And she WANTS ME! Like this is some kind of fairy tale...

    "This is the day I will lose my virginity..." My brain tells me... My heart tells me... My senses tell me... The UNIVERSE tells me...

    So to warm up again, I slowly start to massage her clit like I did before... She moans up louder because the water is flowing from the shower and she won't be heard that easily... Another 10 minutes pass. I lay down on my knees. I start to lick her clit. It tastes like I don't know... A bit acidly, a bit sour, a bit bitter, but I can see (and hear) that she enjoys it. She is moaning, grabbing my hair, and pushes my head against her... She enjoys it. She want me... Maybe because I was there at that time. But it doesn't matter why, she wants me... When I thought she had another orgasm (and basically felt, because she was tearing out my short hair and moaned like in the bed) she collapses in the shower, can't stand on her legs... So I stand up. She stays down for a few more moment... Then she finally go to her knees, looks at my p*nis.

    I don't know, and I will never know what she thought about it's size, about anything... But I believe she was kinda disappointed. But she must somehow return me the favour. Or at least that's what I thought. So she was lying on her knees, and started to s*ck my p*nis...

    I've never felt that feeling before. Honestly I don't know if she was good or bad. I have no experience. But at that moment I felt I'm in heaven. I saw on her that she was trying her best. She REALLY wanted to give me a "good time". She meant it. She wanted to show me how good and greatfull she can/want to be.

    I don't have to tell you, I didn't last more than 2 minutes, and I came on her face. I warned her, and told me to come on her face. Now she is on her knees covered in my cum, and I saw on her face the disappointment. Not because I finished so fast, but because I think (again this is just a guess) that she wanted me to enjoy everything for at least as long as I did to her (compared to 20-ish minutes to my 2 minutes or less)... But she did it... She blew me...

    Now again, since I need to recover, I need a few minutes... And what to do in the meantime?

    So I again started to finger her. Nothing else came to my mind. If I don't do anything, she will leave the shower unsatisfied. I don't want that. But I felt that this time she didn't enjoy as much as before. So I started to lick her again. Not the same effect... She needed something else. She needed that hard f*ck so she can't get up from the floor 2 days... She needed the ultimate satisfaction.

    And I couldn't deliver. I couldn't f*ck her brain out. Finally when I regained strength, and I was hard again as a mountain (who wouldn't be at that sight), I tried to put it in. And I didn't reach it... We tried a few other poses, but somehow it didn't work out, it didn't go in.

    I couldn't f*ck her... She deserved at least a 20cm, to f*ck her brain out, all I had is half of that, and even that didn't go in. Doesn't matter how hard we've tried it.

    If you have some sort of self-confidence, this eliminates it. This destroys it, and will never come back. And it didn't come back for me since then (in "sexual life" of course). I am still a virgin. With no dignity. And it will never come back.

    Since then I didn't kiss, I just jerk it off 3x a day, and this is how it is going in the last 3 years... I won't ever forgive for myself what I did (or didn't do) then. And will never be the same again. And I still need to keep up the image I built up during the years. And I will keep it that way. Just now when I'm 27 years old, I know at least why I won't have any relationship. Because if you want a happy and healthy relationship, you need a good s*xual life, which with me won't be possible. It doesn't matter how good person you are, how they will fall in love with your personality and behaviour, if you can't deliver in s*xual life what you need to bring, sooner or later someone will cheat on the partner. And I don't want that. If once I will have a wife, I want her to be satisfied with everything I have to offer. And it doesn't matter if I can provide for her/for us 99/100 stuff, if that part is missing, there will always be a doubt about cheating, because it doesn't matter if I can give her 99% she deserves, if she will find someone who can provide that 1% in s*xual life, probably will cheat on me... And I don't need that sh*t in my life. I want to provide 100% to my other half, but if I can't deliever, it's better not bother with that...

    Well, that's my confession, but not for today, but for this millennium... I know nobody will read this whole article, but if you did, thank you. I hope you feel better about yourself. Believe me, you can do better than me.

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