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  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 38

    About a year ago I noticed a few white hairs down below. Plucked them out, but a year later I now have too many for that approach. I really don't want to shave and I'm hesitant to use any type of dye in such a sensitive area. Anyone else have this problem? Any suggestions?

    #38517 — Comments (3) — Dec 22, 2017 at 11:40 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Men Only —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 35

    My overriding fantasy/obsession is to be kept every weekend in my rubber-lined body-bag, by one or more enormously horny males, the more the merrier - and face-fucked endlessly, one after the other. If anyone felt like imposing some CBT and/or orgasm delay/denial, at the same time, or separately, that would be the icing on the cake! Enough participants, and maybe I could get to experience slow marination in cum! I probably need a modern equivalent of the old Victorian "Hellfire Club" where a bunch of rich sadists took advantage of a victim, for days on end....anyway, I'll keep looking...some lucky guy(s) may have access to semi-permanent blow-jobs!

    #38319 — Comments (0) — Dec 6, 2017 at 2:15 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Gay Stories —
    Gay Male / 25

    This confession revolves around my experiences with male feet. It all began when I was still a kid. Here in the Philippines, the climate is extremely hot. Therefore, it isn't hard to understand why most people opt to wear slippers in all types of weather. Growing up, I noticed that whenever I was near a guy, I would immediately look at that guy's feet. I used to get frustrated when the guy was wearing closed shoes, and elated if he was wearing slippers. My first experience with feet was my dad. Seeing that he was the only man I knew when I was a kid, I used to stare at his feet while he wasn't looking. When he was asleep, I used to try to get close to his feet, but I was always scared because he was a light sleeper. So all I did was watch from afar. Although I didn't have a brother (I wasn't attracted to female feet, seeing that I never once thought about my sister's feet or my mom's feet), I had a lot of male cousins on both sides of the family. Maternally, I had 6 male cousins. Paternally, I had 5 male cousins. Being the youngest in my generation, I wasn't close to most of them, except for my Kuya Lorenzo and my Kuya Rogelio.

    Kuya Lorenzo was my maternal aunt's son and was 6 years older than me. He's tall and lean, "chinito" (Chinese Mestizo) with size 10 feet that were, to my young eyes, huge. He used to sleepover at our house because it was close to his school. When he'd get home from school, I used to watch him remove first his shoes, then his socks. I used to get hard whenever he removed his socks and exposed his bare feet. Like most Filipinos, kuya Lorenzo was mad about basketball. Over the summer, he would usually be at the basketball court. I loved summer the most for many reasons, but one of the major reasons was because I got to see kuya Lorenzo wear slippers or go barefoot. There were times when he would wear his basketball shoes and when he'd come home to take a shower or to eat, I'd go over to his shoes and plunge my nose into them, inhaling every bit of stench in there. The older we got, the more confident I became. By the age of 9, I was confident enough to touch his feet. It began when he was complaining about his sore feet. Since I spent most of my time on the internet. I knew that a massage helps sore muscles. So I ask him if he'd like a massage. He seemed confused for a bit, then asked me if it was ok for me because his feet were sweaty and were likely to smell as well. I told him it was ok and with some initial hesitation, he plopped his right foot onto my lap and that was the beginning of what would happen later on. Eventually, it became our routine for me to massage his feet when he got home from school or from the basketball court. Once or twice, he would jokingly press his foot onto my face and I would pretend to gag. Despite being able to finally touch his feet, I knew this wasn't enough. When I turned 13, he and I accompanied our dads on a trip to the province. It was a really boring but peaceful town that lacked, for the most part, electricity, which was provided only at night and by generator. For the whole day, there was no electricity and nothing to do. We were bored out of our minds, but I was glad there was nothing to do because most of the time, kuya Lorenzon would ask me to massage him. First it was just his feet, but eventually, he asked me to massage his hands, arms, legs and back. I had fun, but I preferred being at his feet. One day, while we were taking a midday nap, I woke up due to the heat and saw that he was still asleep. He was wearing nothing but his boxer briefs and his feet were right there for the taking. Mustering the courage I needed, I slowly got off the bed and tip-toed to where his banig (native woven sleeping mat) and knelt on the ground. His feet were sweaty, and I stuck my tongue against his sole. They were salty but I wanted more. I began to slowly lick up and down his sole and savored the salty flavor. I then sucked on his toes, and licked his other sole. I was so horny at this point that I whipped out my cock and slowly and gently pressed against his foot. This was the first time I'd ever done it and I felt as if I was on cloud nine. I then rubbed my cock on his sole, up and down in a continuous motion that reminded me of a dog in heat. His feet were (and still are) bigger than my cock and this excited me immensely. I humped his feet until I came. At first, I was still on a high from humping his feet, then I began to panic because my cum had landed on his feet. I didn't know what to do, then I remembered a porn video I watched wherein the person seemed to enjoy the taste of cum. So, I decided to lick my cum off his feet. I can't exactly describe the feeling, but somehow, for me, it felt right that I was licking my cum off, that I was cleaning his feet with my tongue instead of simply wiping it off. After licking his feet clean for some time, and licking for the fun of it, I took my shirt off and used it to wipe his feet clean. Then I got back into my bed and fell asleep. When I woke up, he was already up and telling me to come down because dinner was ready. After dinner, we were talking and he asked me if I'd been awake awhile ago. I internally panicked and though he was onto me. For some reason, the stare he was giving me was so intense that I very stupidly confessed that I was indeed awake. After I said that, he laughed (to my great surprise), ruffled my hair, and told me that he was gonna get back at me for tickling his feet while he slept! He though I was tickling his feet! I let out a shaky laugh and was glad that I wasn't caught. My assignations with his feet continued for the rest of our stay and even when we got back to Manila. Eventually he caught me one time with his big toe in my mouth. We talked about this and now, despite him living in another part of the city closer to his work, I am happy to say that I have become his unofficial foot slave. (He's not dominant in the sense that he makes me do things while being mean to me. He still treats me the same way he's always treated me. He's just slightly more stern when I do something he doesn't like, e.g. treating his girlfriends frostily. I also once asked him if I could call him master, he turned to me and warned me that if I do call him master, he'd put a stop to our "sessions". I don't call him master, and I still continue to lick his feet).

    Kuya Rogelio was my older cousin on my dad's side of the family. He and kuya Lorenzo are roughly the same age, but are vastly different. Kuya Lorenzo is tall, lean, chinito, the type of guy who goes-with-the-flow and always has a smile on his face. Kuya Rogelio, on the other hand, is also tall, but with a more athletic build, mestizo, prefers to have a solid plan, doesn't talk much and usually has a resting bitch face that makes him extremely attractive in that mysterious way. My titas have likened him to a Filipino mr. Darcy. When I was younger, around 9-10, my family spent 2 weeks at his family's house in the province and I used to be afraid of him because he seemed so stern and formidable, not like the rest of my dad's relatives who were friendly and who could speak a mile a minute. Slowly, as we became more acquainted with each other, I realized that his frosty demeanor belied his kind and caring nature. Also, it helped that he was the typical tall, dark and handsome with the added bonus of having size 12 feet. The first time I saw his feet, I knew that I wanted them. I made kuya Rogelio's feet the 2nd chief object of my masturbatory sessions (kuya Lorenzo's feet held a special place because they were my first). I was sad when the 2 weeks were up and when he gave me a farewell hug, I felt as if I would never get a chance at his feet. (I also felt that his hug was the last push I needed before I made up my mind that I was gay. I mean, THOSE ARMS). Anyway, when we got back to Manila, I was still sad and angry at myself for not taking the chance. I had the consolation of kuya Lorenzon's feet, but I still wanted kuya Rogelio's feet. I got the chance when kuya Rogelio's parents asked my parents if it would be possible for him to stay with us because he would be going to college in Manila. My parents talked it over and asked me if I was willing to share my room with kuya Rogelio. Outwardly, I told them it was ok because he was cool. Inwardly, fireworks were exploding. When he arrived in Manila, he was still the same, although he gained a few more inches and had grown his hair out. I thought it impossible for him to be more good looking, but he had proven me wrong. Anyway, as I showed him around my room, he noticed that there was still only one bed and asked if it was ok that we shared a bed. I told him it was fine, considering that the bed my parents ordered had not yet arrived (I hoped it would never arrive. It arrived after 2 days.) Those 2 days and nights of sharing the same bed were amazing because I used to make the excuse that I could only sleep if my head was at the foot of the bed. kuya Rogelio asked if it was ok because he was concerned that he might actually kick me in his sleep. I joked that if he did, I would kick him back. While we slept, this was the closest I got so far to his feet. Up close, I noticed differences between kuya Rogelio's feet and kuya Lorenzo's feet. While Kuya Lorenzo's were slightly thinner, kuya Rogelio's were a bit wider, with beautiful arches and had rather plump toes. They were not as smelly as kuya Lorenzo's but this was probably because he bathed before sleeping. Kuya Rogelio lived with us while he attended college, and it was at this stressful time in his life that I decided to act. Once, when I came home from school, I found him lying on the couch, feet propped up on the edge, and him looking stressed. I asked him if he was alrigh, but he didn't answer. Again, mustering up my courage, I moved his feet, sat down on one end of the couch, and propped his feet onto my lap. Initially, he wasn't paying attention, but when I started to massage his feet, he looked at me and asked what I was doing. I told him that I read somewhere that massages helped relieve stress. I guess he was too tired because he simply nodded his head and closed his eyes. Just like what happened between kuya Lorenzo and me, massage sessions between kuya Rogelio and I became regular. After some time, and after a few massage sessions, I stopped beating around the bush and asked him if it would be ok of I licked his feet. He looked surprised and asked me why I wanted to do it. I told him that I have a foot fetish and that I was attracted to his feet. He was quiet for a bit, then told me ok, and that I had to promise him that I would never tell anyone that we were doing this. I promised and made him promise the same thing. Thus, this is how I became kuya Rogelio's foot slave. (He was still the same kuya Rogelio as before, and he used to get angry when I would ask him to be dominant [he still does]. He also eschewed the titles of master/sir-slave, although he did take to calling me boy, which turned me on even more. He seemed to enjoy seeing me lick his feet and suck his toes. Occasionally, if I asked [begged] he would give me a foot job and would always make sure that I licked the cum off after I was done. He used to jack off while I licked his feet, and occassionally let me give him blowjobs).

    #38247 — Comments (0) — Dec 2, 2017 at 10:31 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Male / 40

    I am in my 40s. I was in a long time relationship with kids that ended years ago. Since then i have been dating (i guess you could call it dating) women in their 20s. Dont seem to have much luck with them. Maybe its me i dont know. The sex is awesome with these younger women but is there any such thing as bad sex? Lol
    About 4 months ago i starred chatting with a younger lady online under a fake name. I think she is a beautiful lady around the age of 28. She tries very hard to figure out who i am, i do give some hints but not sure i want her to really know.
    She has told me some things about her life. Sexual stuff and just normal every day stuff. Some stuff i know to be true and some i cant be sure of.
    I told her that someday i will tell her who i am but i am scared that will end our online chatting and i am hooked on chatting with her. Her stories turn me on. I think about her all the time.
    I told her she as seen me before. She is always saying names of guys that she thinks i am. I think most of them are guys that she as fucked.
    Wish i knew what to do here. I know it was stuipd to start this from the beginning
    Not sure what else to say. Maybe she will see this and say something to me.

    #38245 — Comments (0) — Dec 2, 2017 at 8:44 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Male / 40

    I am in my 40s. I was in a long time relationship with kids that ended years ago. Since then i have been dating (i guess you could call it dating) women in their 20s. Dont seem to have much luck with them. Maybe its me i dont know. The sex is awesome with these younger women but is there any such thing as bad sex? Lol
    About 4 months ago i starred chatting with a younger lady online under a fake name. I think she is a beautiful lady around the age of 28. She tries very hard to figure out who i am, i do give some hints but not sure i want her to really know.
    She has told me some things about her life. Sexual stuff and just normal every day stuff. Some stuff i know to be true and some i cant be sure of.
    I told her that someday i will tell her who i am but i am scared that will end our online chatting and i am hooked on chatting with her. Her stories turn me on. I think about her all the time.
    I told her she as seen me before. She is always saying names of guys that she thinks i am. I think most of them are guys that she as fucked.
    Wish i knew what to do here. I know it was stuipd to start this from the beginning
    Not sure what else to say. Maybe she will see this and say something to me.

    #38244 — Comments (0) — Dec 2, 2017 at 8:41 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Sex Confessions —
    Straight Male / 24

    Hey guys, another night and on a total coke binge and as usual im horny and wanting to confess my deepest secrets.

    Well a select sum in general that deal with stuff my cousin and i did growing up having sex with one another.
    so basically we just began curious kids not knowing, then experimenting sexually and then full on sex.


    First, ill be completely open and say all of this is very true, detailed and raw so readers discretion is advised.
    Im excited to tell you all because i get to think about these memories in detail. Id have to say having sex with my cousin and sharing this with her was one of the select few memories i adore and value.


    So my first to give you a slight idea of what my cousin "who we will name Roxy" is tall, slightly tan, athletic somewhat, a bit under average for weight but very curvy, has light hazel eyes and dirty blonde hair, a beautiful unique face, a decent, just right pair of breasts that were ever so perfect, gorgeous curves and long legs. I was very very lucky that this happened between us as she was seriously good looking.

    Ill confess about the time I took her anal virginity and how i felt doing this and how i feel now after.


    I remember her big beautiful ass bare and I still see it every day. Its one of the best parts about her body and how the imagine is locked into my head and fantasies still to this day. I remember the small freckle on her butt cheek and just looking at it for minutes at times and shed just laugh and ask why i liked it so much. Well, ive always been an ass guy and being able to be this close with my cousin was great! Ask yourself " would I feel some type of way if I looked to see my own cousin bent over my bed with her jeans below her knees, ass out ? would that feel more wild than just any other girl?"


    I remember the smell of her butt when i would spread her booty cheeks apart and it wasnt anything short of heavenly and by that i mean if my heaven existed it would mean that my heaven is in between this girls legs for life, and I wouldnt ever wash my face and live in between her legs every day, so alluring that id only eat her ass, and vag for dinner lunch and breakfast type good.


    I remember the sweet smell of sweat and booty ever so slightly as it was euphoric to the senses almost orgasmic. The taste was like any girls booty but so much more amazing, like i said... this was my own cousin who i was doing this to so it was 100 times more intense than any other girl. Actually she and I were both caught on her bed by my other cousin while i gave her her first rim job which i was embarrassed because my other cousin told our entire family and friends about this.


    She knew that i really enjoyed her ass and her feet as well but feet are a different confession, THE ABSOLUTE BEST THING that i can recall is deff when I took her anal virginity. Yep, you heard it right... I did in fact take my own first cousin by blood, anal virginity without a condom at that age I was somewhere around 16-17 so i really didnt want to even think about condoms... why? they take away the feeling... and why would I want to miss out on feeling of her when we are literally having i****t sex?


    so the anal virginity memory begins, ENJOY!!
    We were on our way downstairs into my room and she was walking in front and i was following her in back and i was telling her that I wanted to try something new with her and she agreed. We arrived into my bedroom, hugged and made out for a few like usual but never heavily... im not okay with sloppy kissing its not my thing.


    I asked her to pull her jeans and underwear down and lay over the end of my bed and she did, and boy oh boy was that ever a gorgeous sight to see.. imagine your first GF and the first time you ever saw a vagina in person and multiply this by 900 million. I would seriously and honestly pass up 500 thousand dollars to relive this moment again.


    I then licked my finger and put my spit onto her butthole by rubbing my finger over her butthole for lube as i did not have any real lube at 16 years old. she knew right then what i wanted but did not refuse. I then proceeded to put my penis in between those beautiful butt cheeks and push onto her butthole " we usually always had ANAL by placing my penis in between her butt cheeks with no penetration and humping until i came in between her cheeks " . She was in a little pain but pushed through for me and then POP!BINGO! My penis broke the surface and was in my cousins butthole " yep, this happened and its nice to even think about, very good to think that i got to seriously take my own damn cousins anal virginity, and thats for life " the first impression was mind blowing, absolutely intimate, deep and passionate, i thought i fell in love with her.



    I had to go very slow all the way to the end because she did tell me she was hurting and i had to respect that because she did let me in even though it hurt her. It was incredible all the way till the end. She let me do my thing without having to pull out " we only pulled out during vaginal intercourse, of course " and when we were done we walked away like nothing ever happened. I felt amazing, heaven sent and like i had just accomplished nailing the best job of my life. Maybe like buying your first Lamborghini thinking " wow, ive really made it! "



    We dont have sex anymore, i wished we did.
    my fantasies are filled with my lust towards her even when im having sex with my GF or just maturating, its always about her.I managed to keep and save a few of her underwear that i stole from her laundry and will always carry them with me. I really value them like a hand me down gift from great great grandparents, but only they are my cousins dirty undies that i keep just to hold onto memories.


    I just wish, so badly that i could one more time put my face deep in between her buttcheeks just for 5 minutes to smell and taste. id love that, or to lay on top of her skin on skiin looking her in the eyes as we made love.... it would make me the worlds happiest man. I miss having this connection with her but the memories are okay too.

    #38223 — Comments (0) — Dec 1, 2017 at 4:56 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Lesbian Female / 32

    30 and in and out of two ltr with other lesbians, I accepted a man's proposal.

    The sex I can do. The honor the marriage vows is a constant stress, I have not strayed physically, but I do stray emotionally.

    I took the plunge and became a mom. He is understanding, but not in the permission mode. I do have the benefit of being able to take care of my baby and I don't have to work.

    Housewife stuff, I need help, I try but I need my mom to help teach me. I am doing better in the kitchen, he helps a lot and helps clean up.

    All in all I think I am a good wife.

    #38193 — Comments (1) — Nov 27, 2017 at 9:37 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Gross —
    Straight Female / 43

    while away on holidays my sister house sat and i think she went through all my things, clothing wardrobe, chest of drawers, bags, make up and perfumes, books and text and school note books from law school and a creative writing book I was writing a story. I don't trust her. she is a sneak and backstabber and fraud; she is violent and crazy.

    #38165 — Comments (2) — Nov 25, 2017 at 8:51 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Straight Female / 28

    My next door neighbors are a nice, friendly, married couple. To look at her, one wold never guess, but she is
    what I would call, a sex addict. I don't get the feeling her husband knows but she has had sex with half our little city. (so to speak) and it's hard for me to just watch it and do nothing. My husband, Eddy, says, "mind your own business." I wish it were that easy.



    #38141 — Comments (1) — Nov 23, 2017 at 12:28 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Anything Goes —
    Gay Male / 28

    im a sissy fairy here in uk and want someone to expose and put me all over social media
    so everyone can have a good laugh at what a sissy powderpuff and a sissy fairy i am. im for real and want this im at bernice@@mail2woman.**m anyone wanting to have fun doing this drop me a line , thanks

    #38123 — Comments (2) — Nov 22, 2017 at 9:07 AM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
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