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Dreams And Wishes
What are your dreams? What are your wishes for the future? Share them all here!
  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Straight Female / 54

    I don't know what category this falls under. I am 64, I was born in California and raised there. From the time that I was old enough to go out and play I never played as a girl. I was an outdoor type, I liked sports, I liked horseback riding, I liked jeans and shirts. I forced my mother to cut my hair short. I hated pony tails or pig tails. My mother had five kids and I was the difficult one.

    When puberty struck, it struck with a vengeance. I grew wide hips like my mother, gone forever was my boy look. I grew large breasts, by the time I was fourteen I was pretty much fully developed. And worse that all that, I had a pretty face. I inherited my mother's looks.

    I got sent to Home Economics, not to shop. I was put as an aide to the second grade teacher, my job was taking the little girls to the restroom. When I was seventeen and the prom came along I was forced to go with Horace. Horace was my older brother's best friend. Horace didn't know the rules, you don't fuck your best friend's sister. Until that night I had never contemplated that I was going to get fucked. I was going to loose my virginity. I was going to have suck a boys penis. None of that had crossed my mind. After the prom I had done all that.

    I wanted to go into Medicine. I went to nursing school instead. In nursing school I learned that there were girls/women like me. Women who did not want to be a woman. But most of the cases I saw did not have women like me, so obviously a woman, you cannot hide hips like mine. And if you have hips like mine, they look totally out of place if you don't have boobs like mine. You have to have both or you look like a bowling pin. And if you have a pretty face, then you have to have long hair. And if you are a pretty woman with long hair and have big hips and nice boobs guys chase you down until they can fuck you. That is what happened to me. And if you get fucked and you are young and you just aren't thinking like a woman you get pregnant. That also happened to me.

    Your whole body is changed when you are pregnant, and giving birth is not a picnic. And your boobs become mammary glands and you are sitting at home with a baby who is lost in her own world taking your milk from you. None of this is what I was expecting. But this too happened to me.

    I had three kids, and when all three kids were in school I went back to college and finished my nursing degree. I went on the pediatric floor to look after sick children. And when I got home to my healthy children I would hug them too much. And then I had my husband. And my husband was one of those men who truly wanted his wife to cook. I don't mean heat something up, I mean cook. His wife was going to be a cook. And all the other things that come with being the woman in the house with three kids and a husband.

    I didn't look at my body any more. I showered, and got dressed. Why stare at what was so obviously a mistake. I didn't so much love nursing as I loved taking care of those sick children. You do that, if you are a woman. The doctors were fast and sure of themselves and gave orders. We sat with these children and read them a book. They were so young and they were so sick, when their mothers weren't there, then it was our job to the be the mother. That is what happens when you are woman. You get to be a mother.

    After my three kids were gone, out of college, making their series of mistakes, I started to look at myself again. To look at myself in the mirror. I was a nurse with over 20 years experience by then. I knew when I saw a woman. In the mirror across from me was a woman, mistake or not. You don't study it per se, but you are very much aware of people who have surgery to change them from man to woman, and less often from woman to man. The idea that someone was going to cut off my breasts, well I couldn't have that. And between my hips, how ridiculous it was going to look to have a manufactured penis there. So, I gave up.

    I am 64 now. Still a woman. Still dealing with my wide hips and my larger even than before breasts. And I have gained weight, easily 25 pounds. And this face, even for a 64 year old woman it is pretty face. And my husband of these 40 or so years, he still brags that he has a wife that can cook. It was all a mistake. I know that. But no one else does, not anyone close to me. I volunteer my time now at the grade school, I particularly like looking after the girls. Someone has to help look after them. One day they are going to be the new mothers.

    #39739 — Comments (1) — Mar 22, 2018 at 3:08 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Straight Female / 19

    It seems like there are ten thousand dramas in my life. My sister is my number one drama. My older sister was number one in her class, got a full ride scholarship to a prestigious university, graduated with honors, has a masters and is now working in New York. She is a virgin, she has never been fucked. I am ten years younger and I fucked in the eighth grade.

    I am a freshman in college, I go to a non prestigious state university and my parents with the help of student loans are paying my way. I have fucked three guys since I got here. To me if a guy can't get to me and fuck me, then he is not dating material. Needless to say my sister is wholly against this, she thinks that I am ruined for life, and that no sane man will ever want me. All the time she is working 70 hour weeks and she is still a virgin.

    My dream is to hire somebody, like a sex hitman. Some guy who works on the docks, or is a bus driver, or some other similar low end job. Some guy who is not circumcised, so maybe an immigrant. Pay him to stalk her and fuck her. Just fuck her with his nasty old penis and make her shut up.

    That's it, my confession.

    #39724 — Comments (1) — Mar 21, 2018 at 8:41 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Straight Male / 35

    There's a couple that run a food truck on the corner near my workplace. The woman who works there has a fantastic ass, a pretty sweet little body and her face is good looking too.
    Every time I pass and she's turned away from me I stare at her ass. Then my thoughts turn to giving her anus a good tongue fucking. I want to toss her salad while she tells me how her husband fucks her anally and she loves being stretched out by his big cock.
    I would be totally sexually satisfied simply masturbating while eating her poohole.

    #39692 — Comments (0) — Mar 17, 2018 at 7:54 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Straight Male / 37

    I always wanted to take my clothes off in front of a bunch of women but knew I never would have the nerve to do so. Also, it would be difficult to get a bunch of women together who would be willing to see a guy naked without being offended. It's not like you could just walk up to them and ask without them possibly calling the police on you.

    Being away on business I always visit strip clubs and watch women dance naked. I am in one club and once you walk in the main door there is another entrance to another club. I asked about the other club and was told it was a male strip club. The doorman says he doesn't judge people's based on their sexuality and asked if I wanted to go into it. I told him I wasn't gay but was curious. I told him I was only curious in seeing men dance not in the bi-curious way. I know that didn't come out right but the doorman said it was all good and told me just to go in for a while to check it out.

    I go into in the male strip club and it was a pretty small room. The smallness of the room had the strippers in pretty close proximity to the audience. There were about 50 women in the room but I only ever saw 2 same male strippers. I ordered a drink and when it came the waitress asked if I would be dancing. She told me the stage doesn't open to amateurs for another couple of hours and I would have to sign up at the bar. I told her I wouldn't be dancing and was just curious about male strip clubs. She said everyone would enjoy it if I did but it was all up to me. I finished my drink and went into the other part of the club to watch women dance.

    I watched women dance for a couple of hours and was curious how many amateur guys would be dancing at the male club so I decided to go back to the male club. I ordered a drink and the waitress recognized me. She asked if I had changed my mind and was quick to tell me to go to the bar and sign up as they were to start shortly. I told her I wasn't going to be dancing. She told me 5 guys had already signed up and the more the better. I told her I would be uncomfortable going nude on stage. She tells me I didn't need to go nude and a lot of guys don't. She tells me to watch and I would see for myself.

    The show begins and a women introduces each amateur dancer. The waitress was right in that a lot of guys don't go nude. Two stripped to their underwear, two stripped to their underwear but did a couple of quick flashes of ass and their junk and only one took everything off. After seeing these guys I thought about dancing. I knew it wouldn't be bad stripping down as I could keep my underwear on. I began to think about how I may never get the opportunity to get women together like this who were willing to watch and not be offended. I went up to the bar and signed up. I was told there would be one more guy before me and to wait until I was called up.

    I get called up and begin my dance. The audience was very welcoming. They were yelling and cheering me on. I took my shirt off and was welcomed with cheers and yells. I took my shoes and socks off next which started the crowd yelling for my pants next. The song ended and once the next one started I began to remove my pants. I had done it. I was now on stage in just my underwear. The crowd begins yelling for them to come off. I wasn't planning to go any further but the crowd was still yelling to remove them. I decided to give a quick flash of my ass which had them yelling and cheering louder. The crowd was making it very difficult to stop. I didn't have the nerve to go further but began thinking. I was thinking again about probably never having an opportunity like this again. I decided I had to at least flash my junk to the crowd once to fulfill my dream. I grabbed my waistband and quickly flashed my junk. I don't know what came over me but in a split second decision I pulled my underwear off and tossed them into the crowd just as the song finished.

    The next song started and I was on stage wearing nothing and everything exposed. The cheers and yells were louder now and I was getting turned on by it. I moved closer to the audience and I felt hands on me in places they probably shouldn't have been. I don't know if the club had any rules but no one was stopping anyone. I had an erection through most of the last song and even stroked myself a little on stage. The song finished and that was it for my performance. It felt both great and unnerving at the same time knowing what I just did. I was told I broke a couple of rules but no one seemed to mind so it wasn't a big deal. When I asked what rules I broke I was told erections were not allowed and no sexual acts like me stroking myself.

    I got dressed and didn't stay long before I left.

    #39666 — Comments (0) — Mar 15, 2018 at 2:11 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Straight Female / 18

    I have an urge to be held down. To feel I am held down. It is not like you can talk to anyone about this. How do you tell someone that what you want is some guy who is strong enough to grab you by the neck and get you on your knees until he shoves your face into the ground. The man that does that can fuck me.

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  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Straight Male / 22

    okay this is my confession I'm a 22 year old male living in the North of England, last year around November I started a beginner salsa course. Many of people who attended are actual partners but does have an minority of single people mainly females, I was paired up with one girl for a couple of weeks then she decided It was not for her and quit.

    I found a new partner 2 months ago to a girl who Is 27, her dance partner was not her (Fiancé, I found out she was engaged later) he was a guy who was involved In a car accident and was no longer able to attend. Well this girl at didn't put much into her appearance for class but was an good dancer she's been doing it for 5 years.

    Last week at salsa class It was an event party fund raiser fancy dress the theme was clergy, nuns and bunny girls.
    She came as a bunny girl and looked amazing her black hair was down and curled, purple eye liner and mascara, her outfit was one of the most daring I've see there a strapless playboy bunny with no tights or fishnets(amazing natural legs on display)and could she the side of her but alittle from behind and black strap heels she is 5'7 but easy another 4 inches from them.

    so the question is she is engaged, looks hot when she dresses up how do I get to sleep with her.

    #39616 — Comments (0) — Mar 11, 2018 at 6:11 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 19

    Was in an all-girls' Catholic school for most of my highschool life. I'd had a bit of a crush on an older girl who was perfect- pretty, sweet, all that sugary shit. Initially it horrified me at first but I fantasized about her secretly being very dominant and aggressive, especially towards me. I'd have to excuse myself to go to the bathroom from how wet and horny I got thinking of it, and when I did I'd shove a hand down my panties, close my eyes and let my imagination go wild.

    I imagined her excusing me out of class before shoving me into a stall and pressing up against me, rubbing me through my skirt and whispering unspeakably dirty things in my ear. She'd grope at my breasts through my blouse and kiss at my neck, taunting me on how much I sounded like a dog with all the panting that I was doing. She'd lift my blouse up and push me onto the toilet seat, unhooking my bra and hungrily sucking at my nipples like a baby would for milk while her fingers slid my shorts down and into my panties.

    I'd whine, telling her to stop- but before I can even finish my warning she slides a finger in me and pokes at my clit. I'd yelp in surprise, and she'd stand up and silence me with a long, hard kiss- trailing down until she removes her fingers and buries her face into my pussy, slobbering her tongue all over it, lapping at it and poking again at my clit teasingly. She'd taunt me again and tell me to keep quiet, her hand practically digging into my thigh to keep me from rocking into her tongue all that much. I'd be so far gone I practically bite into my skin through the sleeve of my jacket to keep my screaming muffled, cumming and practically pissing all over her face- but she'd just smile and kiss me again, sweeter this time; before leaving a hickey on my neck that forces me to wear my hoodie despite the heat so no one would see.

    I haven't contacted her in a while now and it honestly embarrasses me to know my supposedly innocent and naive ass would ever come up with such dirty thoughts- but I have to admit, even now I find myself crossing my legs to contain my excitement reminiscing on the old times.

    #39601 — Comments (0) — Mar 10, 2018 at 9:46 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Straight Male / 38


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  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Straight Female / 24

    I was 21 and still in college with a part time job. I met a guy at the place I was working and we more or less had a thing going, but nothing serious. He was divorced and there was still a lot of anger and hurt and I wasn't old enough to help, and I was too young for him anyway. But I was seeing him and he got into my pants, and that is why I still spoke to him even when I returned to college full time.

    I was at home, my apartment, I was washing my hair when he knocked on the door unannounced. He came in and sat down. I was in gym clothes and my hair was wet and I didn't have on make up and the apartment was a mess and I didn't have anything to offer him. He told me that his company was transferring him to South East Asia, to their office in Singapore as Marketing Director. He didn't want to go alone, he didn't want to be alone, and if I wanted to go with him.

    I sat down on the coffee table and I was honest, I told him he needed to go back to his wife, make up, apologize, whatever he needed to do and ask her to get back with him and go with him to Singapore and have a new baby over there. I was 21, I still had a semester to go to finish college, I wasn't ready to go off with a man, and he wasn't even free, he was in love with his ex wife.

    We did have sex, and I was as giving as I could be, I felt for him, he was mourning the loss of his wife and kids, I had sex with him and I told him to go back to his wife. His wife, suck it up and get her back, take her back if he had to, have sex with her, get her pregnant again, whatever he had to do, but he needed to go back to his wife.

    In the middle of this thing, he asked me to speak to his wife for him. Speaking to a 31 year old woman with two kids, that a man I had slept with, wanted her back. That is what he asked me to do. I loved him, I never told him that, but I did, so I went to her. I introduced myself to her, told her I was his girlfriend of sorts, that we slept together, and that I loved him, and that is why I was there. That it was a mistake for them to be divorced. He needed her and she needed to put away her anger and feelings and go back to her husband, get married again, and go with him to Singapore.

    She did get pregnant in Singapore.

    I have not been able to break it off with him. I am still in the wings waiting for my grand performance opportunity. While they are in Singapore I am in graduate school. He comes home for work related matters and he stays with me. I sent her a gift, and I sent a gift for the new baby. Also, when he came back the first time for a couple of days I told him I was in love with him.

    We saw each other during their annual leave. She and I share our current lives via skype, social media or on the phone. The time difference puts her on the phone early in the morning and later in the evening for me. We like it better than skype. We talk for an hour or more every week, plus the quick skype calls and emails. They will finish their assignment next year, in time for me to finish my degree.

    She is anxious to return. She has a maid to help, but three kids in an apartment is too much. We talk that when they return, we have to sort things out. We talk about that a lot. How we are going to sort things out.

    #39566 — Comments (0) — Mar 8, 2018 at 9:24 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Dreams and Wishes —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 48

    My dream, wish, call it what you like is to dress as a girl, and have an older guy with a much bigger cock than me give me a hard fucking. Not just firm, but hard and deep. I want my inferior cock bound up with cord so tight so I cant get hard, and absolutely not be able to cum... I'd want to suck him first to get him hard, then let him take me hard and deep anally. I want to feel his big balls slapping against mine as he drills deep, and I so desperately want him to cum an absolute gushing torrent deep inside me, want to hear him groaning and grunting as he empties his big manly balls into me... Marking me, owning me.

    I don't get to cum though. Just him. He's the man, not me.

    I know it's a short post, but I live with a woman (for how much longer I don't know LOL) and I'm a bit short of time between her nagging me and being a massive pain in the ass... And not in a fun way.

    #39551 — Comments (0) — Mar 7, 2018 at 6:47 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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