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Fetishes And Kinky Sex
Are you into weird, or kinky sex? Foot fetishes, panty fetishes, diaper fetishes, medical fetishes, bondage sex, we all have sexual fetishes to one degree or another. Do you get horny endlessly day-dreaming about kinky sexual fetishes or sexual situations you'd like try out or be involved in? Have you ever acted on any of your kinky sexual fetishes? How did it go? Did you experience a sexual situation even too "weird" or "out there" for even your sensibilities? This is the place to confess it all!
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    Straight Female / 44

    I had an erotic fantasy over the last week. my commute takes me past a house that is a being built and its a large house 2 story and a large fence right around. I noticed in a room upstairs there appears to be a bed which I thought was weird. They have a roof but no walls. I think they could have a caravan on the premises and where the house is it is right on a main road. I started having lustful fantasies of being able to sleep in this heat of summer in a place like that and have great sex every night while cars go past and the erotic delight of riding a man and being spotted from a car late at night. Then I got wet and horny straight away. Now I am not a sexual exhibitionist in real life but this fantasy came over me and made me so horny and the idea of being married and in love with a hot looking guy and having great sex up there. To look at me I am so square and in my 40s. People would be shocked if I told them that fantasy. Now who would be my ideal lover? a male model someone to jerk off on top off every night. wow!

    #39893 — Comments (0) — Apr 5, 2018 at 2:07 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 27

    My dad was gone, killed in the Middle-East by the time I was three years old so I never recall him at all. Mom raised me absolutely open to sex but with all kinds of warnings, mostly how it can take over your life if you don't watch it, all the various diseases, how men behave when they want sex and then after they have had it with you, etc. etc. Part of it was sex with other women, and she personally showed me the entire variety women enjoy.

    She is a surgery nurse and eventually I became a RN as well but my specialty was gynecology, which should have been Mom's too since she was more into women than I was. By the time I was in my late teens, Mom began to talk to me about us sharing men and being careful who they were and avoiding immature men and "talkers" who would brag about a mother daughter combo, a much sought after event among men. We also know that as a prostitute mother daughter team we could earn a lot of money but decided strongly against going that direction. This is not to judge anyone who has. We have met some and know the ups and downs.

    In a five year search we found only two men we felt were trustworthy enough to engage and we did. I found those threesomes, Mom, me, and the guy, the best experiences I ever had. Neither Mom nor I could grasp why the combo of mother---daughter caught hold of men's imaginations so much but there it was. One of the men, Ernie, was more imaginative than the other. Neither men ever met or knew about each other nor did Ernie ever know how hand-picked he was. Ernie had us side by side, stacked like two pillows with our crotches top and bottom, also in a 69 position where he would move from one to the other orally and genitally and on through a variety we all enjoyed. Mom taught Ernie how to withhold his orgasm so we could enjoy his hard cock longer. It worked out well.

    In my work as a OB/GYN nurse, once in a while, I would meet another bi-woman or a pure lesbian who would come onto me strongly and if I found her to be hot to look at and talk to, I would take her home where Mom would case her out then decide whether to go ahead and enter into sex with her. In the same number of years we met more sex women sex partners than men. I enjoyed the male threesomes much more than Mom did but she had no complaints. All our outsider partners know it's always a NSA relationship. In that way, Mom and I can enjoy the variety of sex that we want.

    I have not gone into much detail here but this is not a fantasy for wankers but a real slice of our sex lives together and how much we enjoy it. If there is anyone else into a secret, free lifestyle, Mom and I would enjoy hearing about it.

    #39890 — Comments (0) — Apr 4, 2018 at 3:35 PM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
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    Straight Male / 29

    i have a fantasy of setting it up with a random woman where i sneek into her room and have sex with her while she is asleep (consensual)

    #39878 — Comments (0) — Apr 3, 2018 at 1:26 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 28

    I have a fantasy of being with another couple. Letting them dress me up in women's lingerie and both of them dominating me. Never been with nother guy or couple but just the thought makes me so hard. Went out and bought some women's things and fishnet thigh highs to try on. Thinking about making an online posting today to find a couple.

    #39873 — Comments (1) — Apr 3, 2018 at 7:33 AM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 32

    I had just turned 31 and was unbroken. I hung out with a group of friends, male and female, all of either went to college together or high school together. My boyfriend from my college days had been killed in a car accident and I had not found anyone else. The night in question I was with two girlfriends at a dance place, we always danced together, we were not interested in meeting anyone. I had sat down and watched my girlfriends dance. Some guys came over and we talked to them, we ended up going with them to this house party, where we were told we would play master.

    A guy sat beside me on the couch and said a couple of things, I ignored him and then a collar was put on around my neck. It snapped closed and I couldn't get it off. A second later a click and a leash was on the collar and I was being pulled along behind him. No one did anything. He took me down the hall past the bathroom, a woman standing waiting to use the toilet laughed at me as I was pulled into a back room.

    There was a large dog kennel in the room, he forced me to get in. I could sit with my head bent over or get on my hands and knees. A bowl of water was put in the kennel with me and he left and closed the door. People then came to see me, to compliment him on his new bitch. I stayed in the kennel for a while before I was allowed to sleep at the foot of his bed. The next afternoon I was taken out by the pool with the other new girls and we were stripped and hosed down. All the new girls were on a leash. My hands and knees still hurt from being on the wire mesh. Along with the other girls I was tied to a ring on the wall. One of the girls that lived in the house checked us to see if we were menstruating, and announced that we were ready to breed. We were all bred that afternoon. I actually got pregnant, I wasn't on the pill.

    I now have a new boyfriend. I wear the collar he gave me and he has proved himself with me several more times. When he gets the leash out it makes jelly of my insides, but I wear it if he is going to take me out. Although I still don't look that pregnant standing up, when I get down on all fours for him I can see the bulge in my stomach as it hangs down under me.

    He let me get a real lab for the kennel, and I have to take care of the lab. I am teaching the lab to sleep at the foot of the bed, I don't like him sleeping in the kennel.

    #39866 — Comments (1) — Apr 2, 2018 at 3:00 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 24

    A few weeks ago my husband introduced me to this confession site, and Iâve been a regular reader. I think itâs only fair to stop being just a voyeur and confess something of my own. After seeing an occasional mention of penis size by others, I want to tell about my experiences.

    Iâve had two men sexually. It never occurred to me to measure either one of them. Iâm like most women in that I donât really think of sex that way. It is usually men who bring that subject up. But because it is brought up often, Iâve been think about it lately in regard to what I have noticed about my two men.

    The first was the guy, call him Brad, who took my virginity when I was 17. He and I went together for about two years after that. His was the only penis I ever saw in person up until I met and started having sex with my current man, call him Dan, when I was 20. Weâve been together almost four years now. So, I will talk about them as a comparison
    Compared to Dan, Bradâs penis was long, straight and thick. He was a good sex partner once we got used to having sex regularly. We eventually went our own separate ways because we just grew apart as people, our sexual compatibility okay right up the breakup. Danâs penis is quite a bit smaller, definitely shorter, and is curved up a little at the head. He is also a good sex partner. As I said, he and I have been together almost four years.

    The size or shape of his penis never even crossed my mind when we first had sex, at least not in terms of whether he was adequate for my needs. It just wasnât (and isnât) about that. He is the best of lovers, always so attentive and concerned about my pleasure and comfort before, during and after sex. He is also wickedly imaginative.
    We have learned over time that his little curve upward can be so exquisite when he is rolling his hips and thrusting into me. Sometimes he pulls out and teases me unmercifully with that thing of his. Itâs a perfect shape to âride the groove,â touching my sensitive hood with the head, sometimes making me beg to be taken. Inside, he knows just how to use that upward head to pleasure my special spot till Iâm about ready to pass out from the sheer pleasure of it. On many occasions, Iâve felt I was climaxing way beyond anything I thought possible.

    I recently learned that I have a submissive streak, not all the time, but it comes over me from time to time that I want him to really take me hard and be very naughty about it. This has led to us to try anal. It definitely hurts, but I actually want it to, like itâs part of the submissive experience. He knows how to move the head in and out of the opening over and over so I feel like Iâm being violated over and over. Itâs like heâs popping my opening without mercy. When he finally does ejaculate and pulls out, the dribble burns the opening, sometimes more of it coming out much later, making me feel like a very naughty girl.

    So there you have it. Thatâs my confession. Moral of the story: itâs silly to be concerned about the physical characteristics of a manâs penis. If heâs any way near normal, what matters is how he answers the call to understand and be willing to serve his womanâs needs.

    #39858 — Comments (0) — Apr 1, 2018 at 10:18 PM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Male / 55

    My wife is out shopping...I have just been in the laundry washing my lingerie to pack for a biz trip to Hong Kong on Wednesday...washing the sheer black lace gave me an erection so I masturbated...when I am in Hong Kong I will leave my lace panties visible in the bathroom for housekeeping to see...they will see there is a male staying...it arouses me knowing they know I wear lace panties...

    #39856 — Comments (1) — Apr 1, 2018 at 7:08 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This. ( * )
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    Straight Male / 53

    I sometimes visit a dominatrix. She's a Hispanic women with huge tits and a real mean streak. I've been seeing her for about two years at $300 a visit. I make an appointment and go to her place. She and I met and talked at length the first time I saw her so she knows what I like. She will order me to drop and crawl into her apartment as soon as she opens the door. She will make me grovel and kiss her boots. She orders me to strip and ridicules my dick then exposes her insane tits. She twists and pulls her nipples making them thick and hard and teases me with them. I want to squeeze and suck them so bad but she does not allow it. She waits for my cock to get hard then ridicules me as unworthy of her body. She orders me to stroke myself as hard as possible then gives me a cock ring to wear which makes my cock throb and grow rock hard sticking strait out. I have to stand with my hands behind my back. She uses a velco band to secure my hands then punishes me for lusting after her body. She beats my stiff cock with a wide hard leather strap that makes my dick bounce. She times her strokes with the bounce of my cock. It hurts so bad but feels so good. The beating has made me cum several times. When I do cum she orders me to clean up my cum with my mouth. When I don't cum she beats me until I collapse. I try to hold out so I can cum but even when I'm close if I haven't cum in a couple of minutes or so I'm not going to and the pain become too much. She once used a thin leather whip but it cut up my cock terribly and now she just uses the wide strap which just creates welts and bruises. She's told me about what she does with other clients. Some guys she fucks in the ass with huge strap-ons, she shoves huge dildos up guy's asses and whips them, she forces men to jerk off using things that injure them like scrub pads, she forces some men to orally service other men and drink their cum and even to drink piss. She's even has a few men who worship her tits in exchange for letting other men fuck them at the same time. She has offered me all of these services but all I'm interested in is her teasing me with her tits and beating my cock. I thought about worshiping her tits but don't have interest in any man fucking me nor do I want to actually ever get to suck on her tits or the spell will probably be broken.

    #39844 — Comments (1) — Mar 31, 2018 at 11:54 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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    Gay Male / 38

    It started last year when my fetish for wearing women's clothes progressed to wearing them in the car and then parking up in laybys. I always wore dark glasses and with the window down allowed men to rub and masterbate me. Anyway a couple of days ago the sun was out and I was feeling horny so out I went dolled up as a passable cd. I parked the car and opened the door ajar(a sign there was a treat to be had inside). A man on a bicycle came past a couple of times then came over, lifted my skirt and groped me. I looked up at him as he pulled down my frilly pink pants and made me hard. That was all I wanted but he wanted something more. I was encouraged out of the car hanging onto the open door he pushed his hand into the small of my back positioning my ass just right for fucking. Arrrrh I was on his cock a situation I had not envisaged. Long deliberate strokes a brave watcher then positioned himself and then sucked my erect clit. I felt spunk fill my ass and the cock withdraew. On my back a fella had sloppy seconds then another thirds as the gent in my throat made me gag on his salty gift. I gathered my self together and left. I still don't know why I let this happen, i'm feeling a mixture of guilt and excitement. Should I go back or not?

    #39797 — Comments (1) — Mar 27, 2018 at 3:43 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 39

    I was raised in East Texas. Anyone raised in East Texas knows that is the Bible Belt and Baptist country. Everything you did or wanted to do that was fun was frowned upon. Fun meant going to church. If you needed to have fun during the week, then there was church on Wednesday, and youth activities of all sorts. If you saw someone with a short dress and wanted a short dress your mother gave you a talking to. If you saw someone in a two piece you got a talking to. From the time I was 10 onwards no one saw me naked. Not even a doctor because I wouldn't go.

    I turned 33, I was a practicing CPA by then. I was deep into my church, my whole social life was my church. One lady at work asked to speak with me about a project, but because it was close to noon she suggested we go to the sandwich shop in the basement. After the business there was a tiny bit of chitchat. She mentioned that Marlene, a coworker, had gotten lucky the other night. I asked how so? It went totally over my head.

    He said that she had gotten picked up at Alfred's, a wine bar, and was taken home and she had really been worked over. I sat there, truly not understanding, had she been beaten up? No the lady said, she had not been beaten up, she had been fucked up one side and down the other. Luck like that didn't happen that often, especially at Alfred's since it was a wine bar and most of the men were well in their fifties and sixties.

    I must have looked at her in shock. I had never heard a woman refer to another woman as having been 'fucked'. You used better language, you talked about her being together, or being married. But never 'fucked'. The problem for me right then was that I did a sinful thing, I asked her how she knew. She told me that Marlene had told her, it had been her best fuck in a long time. My only question to her was if she went to Alfred's? She said yes, somewhat emphatically, she went there when she wanted to get laid.

    That night I didn't sleep. That night I was up at two a.m. on the internet looking at websites, I found one that had videos of women being fucked. I watched until five thirty when my alarm went off. I got hooked, if she got fucked and she had snot running out of her nose, I would send my finger in as deep as it would go. If she got stomped on, or tied down, or a whip was used, I could not stop watching. If she was used to pee on, whether it was by a man or woman, I liked that even better. I marked the videos so I could go back and watch them over and over again, crying on her knees while she got peed on her face and forced to open her mouth and swallow.

    I went to Alfred's, nothing happened. I read about this other bar, downtown, it was more of a blue collar bar. I went there, a girl in the restroom spit on me and asked me what I was doing there. I told her I wanted to get laid and I didn't wipe the spit off my face. She grabbed my mouth to force it open and she spit in my mouth.

    I started to go there, that woman was there and she would stick her finger in my ass or grab my breast. She would kiss me at the bar. She would take me into the restroom where I would kneel and she would drop spit in my mouth. I asked her if I go into the stall with her, I would lick her clean. I licked her but couldn't stop. Once I started licking her I just couldn't stop. That night she took me home with her.

    She worked as a security guard at an electrical substation. She said her name was Mary, but I was to call her Ma'am. She found a large dildo and told me to spread my legs, she inserted the dildo into me and told me to open my mouth and she spit in my mouth. She peed on me while I was on my knees on the kitchen floor. She got me collar and a leash from a pet store. She took me out but made me wear a plug in my ass. She had me get tattooed. My work suffered and I was let go, so I moved in with her. It was six months from the day that I had spoken with that lady from work.

    It was another year before she gave me to friend of hers and he fucked me up one side and down the other. I got a job working at this music store, I had several tattoos by then, my hair was cut short, I had a new collar that I wore all day until she came to pick me up and put my leash on. I lived with her for four years, her boyfriend was given all rights to me. Slowly I started to get tired of being spit on and pissed on, I still allowed it but it wasn't the same. One day I took off my colar and left without leaving a note or telling her where I was going.

    I live on the East coast now, and work as a bookkeeper for a trucking repair shop. I am the foreman's woman, he has strong hands and a mean way of fucking me. It feels good to be fucked like that. I told him that I had left my church because people were so conservative, but I have never told him about my life with Mary. What for, that is in the past, all I do now is suck his prick after he pees. I like to the taste of his pee, those few drops that are left. He likes me sucking him too.

    I have not been back to East Texas, or to church, I don't think what I look like now will allow me in the door. I often think about sending my ex minister a note, I Got Lucky.

    #39784 — Comments (2) — Mar 26, 2018 at 2:56 PM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
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