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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!
  • — Fetishes and Kinky Sex —
    Straight Female / 23

    This happened only a couple years ago. I did something wrong but I can't say I regret what id done. After all you have to treat yourself every once in a while. We were vacationing and at first we stayed to sleep in a crummy motel I could barely last the night. It was just us girls we had all graduated from college together. My boyfriend was to busy with his job to come as we did not plan this trip. It was spur of the moment.

    They all had there boyfriends with them. Guys I did not know kept trying to hook up with me but I'm loyal. Never thought a second about. They were cute too. I did not really enjoy most of the trip I was always the designated driver. So I could not drink anything except a lot of coffee and energy drinks to stay awake. My Confession starts here. We ditched that really decrepit Motel and we ended up staying at a pretty dapper place. Been to some hotels this one was better than average. I was really delighted! We also had to get our own rooms. We can skip ahead to the last night there I turned in no sooner than eight or nine... I fell asleep... I woke up god knows what time it was still dark. I really needed to use the facilities there are only so many cups of coffee my bladder can hold. I was past the point of being able to sleep through it. I tried long enough. I did the only thing I could do I forced myself up from the warm bed. Walked myself into the bathroom and turned on the light. The light hurt my eyes like always.

    It was at this point I was just waking up enough to realize that I had an opportunity to do something deliciously naughty. Why do I have to use the toilet anyways? No parents around to tell me what to do. And I don't have to busy myself with a mess later either. The hotel had a lot of maids. I thought about just letting go on either the bathroom flooring or the carpet in the main room. The very moment I had thought to to do this I had already made up my mind. The main enjoyment was knowing that I was going to piss the bed. That's what I had wanted to do secretly in the back of my mind. Of course I had to do what I call a sanity check and wonder if it's okay to just return to bed and relieve myself there? And I thought I paid my hard earned cash to spend the night there. The toilet should be optional. You know customers are always right. Except when they aren't I worked retail so I hate that phrase. I really had to PEE! So it was difficult every second of holding it was painful. I took one last look over to the toilet before turning off the lights. I quickly rushed back over to my hotel bed I really needed to take a leak. I convinced myself that this was alright and hoped I was not going to far... The whole thought process could be summed up as even young woman can have "accidents" too! And BOY was I sure about to have one!!! I slipped into bed pulled the covers myself... I drowned the last thoughts that I may regret this out of my head.

    It was my turn to treat myself for this vacation. I get to have my fun now no matter the consequences. The bed had a plastic sheet on it but I still knew someone would be cleaning up the pee smelling mess. But there was no sitting on the toilet for this girl. The bed would just have to do! And so I began... It all came out fast. I drenched everything... The bottom of the pillow got wet around the time I was still wetting myself. It lasted a long time. For a little while the bed filled up with my urine and I was laying in a pool I kid you not. I was nervous but planned to leave without saying a thing in the morning. So I would not have to face anyone directly about it.

    I masturbated laying in my own puddles. Well it was not really a puddle anymore it soaked into the sheets. Drifted back and forwards while I tried my best to sleep. I had strange dreams too. Finally I woke up to my alarm. My heart jumped up as I was waking up and realizing what I had done! Don't get me wrong I did not regret it. After all I was paying customer. And accidents can happen. I checked my phone made sure I still had time to step into the shower before going to meet up with my friends. We were done with the hotel. My room was on another floor and we were all booked separately. I lifted up the sheets to survey the damage I did. And the plastic sheet did nothing. Must have been old or torn. I carefully inspected the mattress directly before putting the sheets back down. I don't know how they clean these things after messes like this is what I thought. But I guess they will find out. I laid down and positioned myself for another wetting it was morning and as usual that means I needed to pee again. Not as much but it was a desperate need. I had not even bothered to properly put the plastic mattress cover back on it was halfway off under the sheets. It barely stopped anything. And if I'm going out of my way to wet my bed I might as well be naughty and purposely stain the mattress. I kind of got off on the fact that I was pissing the bed without a care in the world! Sure someone would have to clean this but the thrill of wetting a bed intentionally and not just any bed. It was not even mine.

    I started to pee and I kept it going until about have way though I stopped suddenly when my body sent a violent signal to my brain traveling from my belly. I realized I need to go #2. I figured that I have more than enough time to finish wetting. Poop on the toilet and shower and leave. But oh no! And thought crawled it's way into my mind. I couldn't could I? This new thought came quickly? I don't know if I secretly carried this with me for a while. I knew about my interests for wetting myself. But this was going to be a big jump. I was truthful to myself and I knew I wanted to sh*t the bed. This was different though than just wetting. Even I could not convince myself that this was okay. But I guess I was true to both myself and my word. That toilets are optional! I was so nevious I found myself forgetting just to breath. Like a terror but not from terror it was from excitement mixed with shame... Not only did I purposely wet but I'm going to dirty the bed and myself right here? I was naked so nothing to stop the mess from reaching the bed.

    Even I found myself in a conundrum I kept think your not going to do this. It's easy just walk to the toilet! You will regret this! The poor women maids I did not want them to have to clean this up. But than I thought no I may only get this one chance. I will regret not doing this. After all I may never work up the nerve to do it again. And I may already face trouble as it is. I knew all along the moment I saw that the plastic sheet did not work that the mattress was likely done for. Or would need a well done cleaning. If I do this and go all the way I could enjoy it. Would be no time to pleasure myself I had to leave very soon. But I could cherish the memory. Before I could change my mind I pushed hard and peed while at the same time I pooped not as much as I needed to but enough that I had done it! My heart basically stopped.

    What had I done! I knew that if I kept going it was going to be somewhat soft and messy. In any case it would always be messy giving the fact of what I was doing. Even though I pooped just now mainly to cross the line of no return. Had I really just crossed it? No if I stopped and did my best to clean up I could probably salvage most of the mess. Of course not the peed bed but I could clean my poop at least. Than I realized that I really did not want to clean and I probably did not have enough time. I was just where I wanted to be. It felt good knowing that I was wetting, soiling the smell started to really hit me. Not just the poop either. But as much as the smell got to me it turned me on too. So then I laid my head down on the pillow. Closed my eyes and finished everything. I only had moments left of wetting but I pushed hard and then harder even more. For probably five minutes. Heck longer than that. But it felt like a lot less time. I ended up expelling a lot more sh-t than I thought I would. Still not as much as it could have been I did not eat that much the previous afternoon-night. It took a moment to be able to move, to much of an Adrenalin rush probably.

    After I was sure that I was finished I got up trying not to get even more of the mess on my legs but it was to late. Part of my leg and the sheets rolled over the place where I had pooped and peed the most. Making the mess a little worse and now my leg was an awful mess. But I smiled. Smiled but I was a nervous mess. I need to leave I can't be here when they the maid comes in. The sight and smell was to much for me to handle. Not really in just a bad way either I was horny! And kind of in shell shock of what I had done. The humiliation even if I did get to sneak out of here. The humiliation would still exist. There was no way I would ever admit to the hotel that it was NOT an accident. It would be difficult to prove that I did this on purpose? Why would I? But I did! I felt somewhat guilty... No a lot guilty... but I did it to treat myself! And like I already said before there was no parents or guardians to punish me. And no one there to enforce me to use the toilet like a normal person. I guess you could say the bed was my toilet that night! At least I had to control in my life to choose this. Even though a lot of it was spur of the moment. Spur of the moment but heavily debated. And I had full control. It felt really refreshing to kind of rebel the moment I stood near the toilet. It would have been effortless to use it. But I choose my "Accident" instead.

    I don't dislike toilets that's the whole point I did this on purpose. For my own enjoyment, fun, sexual & stress release. And because I had always wanted to give it a try. But I think cleaning up at home while worth it would ruin my bed. So this was also my chance. Plus to tell the truth it's not just about wetting a bed. Wetting my own bed would have been fun if I ever do it. But this was better than doing it at home.

    I was already done showering while all these thoughts or at least what I remember of them still ran though my mind. I'm probably never going to poop in my hotel bed again! I can't do that at home either. The mess I left was to much to clean. Sorry maids.If it were me cleaning I would just throw my own bed out. But I promised myself that if I get the chance to wet the bed again I will. After all guests should feel relaxed and to me that means being able to choose were I take a p*ss. If I want to do it in any bed my own or the hotels bed I will. That should be my right. But even if it is and it's probably not... I'm not dumb but... I'm going to do it anyhow. I will still feel a little shame and regret. Hopefully the next bed is better protected. :)

    That is my confession I hope you don't think too badly of me. I may never do it again? But I will hope and plan that I do!


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  • — Fetishes and Kinky Sex —
    Straight Female / 28

    My BF watches porn and got me into it also. He loves lesbian porn the most, I still prefer a nice big cock. My BF travels for work and is gone for several days at a time. My sexual drive is pretty high and I admit I masturbate often using my fingers, pillow, or sex toys.

    I decided I wanted a larger dildo and without telling my BF I ordered one online. Thankfully it arrived while he was away. I got our laptop out and found a nice porn video with a guy hung like a horse and fucking like a madman.

    The big dildo I got felt so fucking good inside of my pussy and I was on my way to having the best orgasm of my life as the woman in the video moaned right along with me. I lay there on the bed and I knew I was going to have to have more.

    I reloaded and fucked my pussy with the big dildo once again, climaxing all over the thick cock until I thought I would go mad. That night I went at it again, this time I didn't even bother with a porn video, I came again and again. I fell asleep with the big cock still inside of my pussy.

    I did this for months without my BF knowing. We were watching a lesbian porn video one night the one blonde girl had a dildo, but it wasn't just a dildo, it was a big fat black cock dildo. It wasn't the color but it did look exciting, it was the size of the black dildo.

    Every time I used my dildo I kept thinking about the larger one the girl was fucking in the video. One day I sat at my laptop and found the online sex toy website. There on one of the pages were dildo's of all colors, thickness, and length. I saw a black one and it seemed to be similar to the one I saw in the video.

    I got my purse, found my debit card, and ordered the dildo. I even paid extra for express delivery so I would get it before my BF got back home. It arrived two days later and I was so excited to unwrap it. My god it was much bigger that I expected, it literally took both hands to hold it. I thought about sending it back but there is no returns on them, I was stuck with it if I used it or not.

    That night I took a shower and afterwards I washed the huge black cock and made sure it was sterile. I went to bed and took a towel and a bottle of lube. In the dark I stripped naked and spread my legs wide. I found the lube and coated it, I couldn't hardly hold it in my hand it was so big and slippery.

    I lay there and began to work the huge dildo into my pussy. I pushed and twisted, trying to get the black beast into my vagina. It hurt, it was so slippery it popped out and I lay there more frustrated than anything.

    I lay there more determined than ever. I grabbed the slippery beast and guided it to my vagina. Once again I pushed and twisted the large dildo, I could feel it stretching me open and I began to actually sweat. If I had let go even slightly the black beast would have popped out of me.

    I kept pulling it against me, spreading my legs as wide as possible. I could feel the stretching and I cried out not knowing if it were from pain or pleasure. Suddenly I felt the huge dildo enter my vagina. I just lay there in the dark breathing like I had run a marathon race.

    I got my second wind and began to pull the black beast into my pussy, I began to make animal sounds as the pleasure overwhelmed me instantly. My hips thrust against the huge dildo and my hands kept pulling the big dildo inside of me. I began to cum hard and I was almost crying when I exploded all over the black beast. I lay there with my arms at my side breathing hard and not wanting this pleasure to stop.

    I fucked myself again with the large dildo, lifting my legs up and climaxing all over the black beast again. I was almost screaming the last time I came and finally I let go of the thick phallus and felt it pop out of my vagina, making me cry out once more. I feel bad because as much as I love my BF I don't want his cock as much as I do the one I have hidden in my dresser drawer....

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    Bi-Sexual Female / 29

    After about two years of working in Social Services with my degree I decided to go back to school and get a real degree. I got a job working at the front desk of a hotel, either the morning or the evening shift and went to school pretty much full time. At the hotel I had a coworker, Linda. Linda is a bit older than me, at the time I was 25 and she was 27 and we became work friends and I really liked it when we had the same shift.

    We had the same day off and she suggested we use it to go shopping so we got together and went out, had a lunch at the food court and went back to her apartment. We sat on the couch and she asked me what I thought about dicks, to be honest with her. Like what would I do if I had to face a black guy with a huge dick, if I knew that he was going to fuck me. Would I surrender or fight and go down fighting.

    Strange conversation, she opened her lap top and went to this page of black men with huge dicks. Horse cocks, big black studs with horse cocks. She passed from one to another and would talk about how she always dreamed she would be crawling away when he caught her and stick her so deep she could feel it in her throat. Then, just like that she turned to me and put her arms around my neck and said she had never been fucked. She asked me if I had been fucked and to tell her all about it, every detail, who, when, where, how, did I fight or had I been captured and tied down first. Was he black, or was he some white guy who r**ed girls when they walked home from school.

    I told her the sad truth, it was my boyfriend when I was 15 and it was in his room and it was quick and I didn't even take my clothes off and neither did he. She sat back and then turned to me and said she liked me and put her arms around my neck again and tried to kiss me. I had trouble pushing her off and getting her to let go of my neck, but as soon as I was loose she turned to me and accused me of not liking her, that she had finally found someone she really liked and I was pushing her away.

    She sat there, so close to me that I didn't dare move, she turned to me again and asked me why I didn't like her. I told her I did like her, and she challenged me that if I really liked her to kiss her. When I kissed her lightly on the lips she took my hand and put it on her boob. Her arms went around my neck again and she started to kiss me and I just let her and when our lips got together I kissed back and I felt her hands on my boobs and then she had straddled me and was sitting on my lap. After a few minutes I stopped her and asked about dicks, what about the whole big black guy with a horse cock. She just leaned into me and said she promised me that she would never let a big black horse cock in her. She just looked at the pictures and imagined what it would be like, that's all.

    She had settled down and was sitting on my lap, I guess we had several small kisses and she slowly opened my shirt and I undid my bra and she took my boobs in her hands and kissed me and then took off her shirt and I played with her boobs. I got urges to kiss and suck her nipples and she would lay her head on my boobs and ask me to tell her again about what it was really like to have sex with a guy. When we moved to the bed we went to it like we were pros, discovery and lovemaking in a way I had never thought of. She really wasn't experienced and most everything we did I had to take the lead. She told me that ever since she was in the fifth and sixth grade she crushed on girls, and who her biggest celebrity crushes were. I confessed I had never crushed on a girl and my crushes were older guys, that I had several boyfriends but nothing had lasted more than a year or two.

    Why that afternoon with her sitting naked across my hips she just screamed for me to hug her I don't know, but I did, I pulled her down on me and hugged her for a long time. We got dressed, fixed a grill cheese and she asked me if I wanted to see horse cocks so we went through her long list of web sites where she found these naked black men. I had her look for some websites of country men showing off their cocks and asked her if one of those would do. I told her that is what I liked, a man who worked with his hands who fucked office girls like me. We laughed because we knew I had never met that guy and she had never seen a live black dick. The kiss on the couch lasted a long time, I told her I liked her but that we had to be careful.

    After I finished my Master's Degree in Criminal Justice she packed up and we moved to Las Vegas where I looked for a job. We both started with hotel desk clerk jobs until I got a job working in probation for prostitutes and other sex workers. My little one still gets turned on by horse cocks and I get turned on by rich white men. But in the end when I am really horny all I want to do is kiss her and eat her up.

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    Straight Female / 22

    For a long time I have been into spanking and wondering what it feels like I've been to afraid to ask one from my bf becuase he doesn't like how kinky I am as it is but he doesn't know how much I need to be spanked we play spank occasionally during sex but it isn't enough I was a real spanking where he gets to decide how long and how hard and what to use but I know I'll never get that..

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    Straight Female / 32

    I agreed to meet an older man, 55, for a chat and coffee after he'd seen my kinky profile on a dating site.

    Once I got there he grabbed me by the tits and started rubbing, he looked so much older than I thought and I wasn't turned on.

    I felr bad, so I tried to stop him but he looked so disappointed.

    In the end I took off my clothes and sucked him dry while he marked my breasts with his biting and pinching and he called me a slut and a whore.

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    Straight Male / 34

    So last year I met a woman that was ten years older than me. She may be 44yo but she is in fantastic shape. Now Beth is pretty conservative. You won't see her wearing skirts up to her ass or very high heels, plus she is a regular at church every Sunday.

    With that being said, Beth fucks like a twenty something, I cannot even count how many orgasms she has when we are having sex. As long as my dick and tongue keep functioning, Beth keeps on cumming!

    Never been to a Halloween party as an adult, just wasn't into the dressing up part. Beth got a invite to one and begged me to go, I gave in after a bit of trying to excuse myself out of going.

    Now I had to figure out what I was going to wear? A few nights later I was at Beth's house and she was watching the movie "Magic Mike." Holy shit was Beth turned on watching the movie and we had some pretty hot sex right in the living room when the movie ended.

    That gave me an idea of what to wear for the Halloween party. I got a pair of black spandex pants and a white silky shirt. I found this 80's hair band wig and I was good to go. I had the Robert Plant look going on.

    Beth was dying to know my costume the days before Halloween, think she was convinced I didn't actually have a costume. She kept begging me to tell her but I held out and surprised her the night of the party.

    When she opened the door, her well made up eyes were wide open with disbelief. She pulled my into the house and checked me out front and back. Now I don't claim to have the perfect male body but I think I looked pretty good in the spandex pants. Beth absolutely loved the wig I had on.

    She was going as a nurse, but suddenly she said she was going to change her costume to go with mine. She almost ran to bedroom and closed the door. I decided it was a good time for me to grab a quick smoke, I had a feeling this may take a while.

    About 45 minutes later Beth came out into the living room and my mouth dropped open. She was wearing this very sexy leather skirt, above the knee. A white satin shirt with black stockings and knee boots with 4in heels. She had teased her thick mane of hair and honestly I was thinking about saying lets not go to the party.

    Beth was looking at me and she told me to come to the bathroom and had me sit on the toilet next to the next, both lids were down. She pulled out her small makeup bag and I said why are you putting more eye makeup on? She looked at me and told me she was going to put the eye liner on me. Now I freaked out of course but Beth said it was Halloween and who was going to judge, right? So I went along with it. Honestly when she was done and I looked into the mirror, I was shocked but not in a bad way, it looked pretty cool.

    Well we had a blast, Beth and I were looking at each other all night as the party went on around us. When we got home we basically went to her bedroom and fucked. I was going to take the wig off but Beth emphatically told me to leave it on. Honestly I didn't care, my cock was rock hard and ready.

    I got Beth on the bed, pushed up her leather skirt, yanked her panties down her booted legs and pushed my throbbing cock into Beth's soaking wet pussy. We sucked, fucked, licked, and everything else we could think of to each other. Beth came like a volcano many times over, and much more intensely as well.

    We lay there for a while, drifting off to that wonderful post orgasm sleep. At some point I
    felt a warmth around my cock. In the darkness I looked down to see Beth working my cock back to another raging erection. She was still wearing her boots, stockings and not much else and I fucked Beth once more like a man possessed!

    That was the beginning of my female transformation. Within a few weeks Beth had gotten me a better quality wig, she used more eyeliner and mascara now. She bought me a pair of vinyl opera gloves and made me replace my black hiking boots with a pair of women's dress boots with 4in heels that she had purchased. The final transformation was the red lipstick that matched the color she wore daily.

    If I can be totally honest with the readers. Yes I sort of looked okay, I wouldn't want to see myself in broad daylight by any means. But I have to say to you all, I wouldn't do it except for Beth. She likes it so much, and I have to admit there is something kind of erotic about it from my own point of view.

    I have never asked Beth why she wanted to do this to me, maybe there is a part of me that enjoys it as much as she does and is just ashamed to admit it............



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    Straight Male / 36

    Got sucked by a hiker woman

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    Straight Female / 32

    Since I can remember I have always been fascinated with the penis. Once I caught my brother with a boner. Later on I had a friend and he stroked himself for me in his room. In high school I got caught staring at a boys bulge and he told on me. I continue to have a penis fetish, I like stroking a guy until he ejaculates.

    I heard about this penis museum in Iceland and I wanted to go. While other kids went to spring break in Florida I went alone to Iceland and went to the penis museum. Of course I had to bring back a momento of my trip.

    All in all it wasn't until I was ready that I let a guy use his penis for what it is designed. During the whole event I pictured his penis doing its job, pushing and shoving its way in and then ejaculating away. Not very romantic. I just can't get romantic about a penis. I don't go down on a guy, I like looking at him and I do have a preference for guy with a larger one, its visual and tactile, as I like to hold it in my hand and give him a hand job until he ejaculates.

    I took my boyfriend to Iceland. I bought him a penis key ring. Not funny. With my boyfriend we went to Croatia to hang out so to speak at this nudist resort. It's not the same. Although there are quite a few of men walking around, I can't say that it did anything for me.

    Once we went with a friend of my boyfriend's to this horse farm to watch how they stallions were milked for their semen. The vet was a woman in her late forties, and she handled those enormous penises with ease helping get this artificial vagina on them so that she could collect the semen. Not the same, interesting but it did not do it for me. A natural mounting she arranged for me later that afternoon was more exciting.

    My boyfriend is a handful. I am proud of him. I do give into him and I try to enjoy the sensations, but I enjoy taking a warm washcloth afterwards and bathing his penis and holding him with my hands and when he is half erect enjoying a close up examination. I used to have some pictures but I deleted them just in case I lost my phone.

    Curiously I am not to keen on a guy looking at me more than absolutely necessary.

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    Straight Female / 24

    First the backstory, it seems to be the whole story. I was one of three kids of a doctor and his stay at home wife. He was a cardiologist. He was killed when he was 39 in a car accident. His wife got the insurance money and by the time she turned 39 she was totally broke and living with her folks. The kids all ended up living cramped in a small house and going to the public school. The wife hated her life because she was born to greatness and she was living with her folks. The grandparents did what they could and the kids grew up slowly, going to public school and wearing clothes from the Salvation Army and the second hand store in town. One of those days the younger girl kid got a package of new, unworn panties. Her very own panties. Hers. No one else had ever worn them. She put them under her pillow to sleep. She never opened the package.

    Everyday the girl would take off her panties and take her bath and put her panties back on. She only changed her panties when her grandmother made her do it. She didn't like to change her panties so her grandmother would put her on the bed and pull her panties off and take them to the wash. The girl would wait until her panties came back and she would put them on again. Her package of new unworn panties stayed under her pillow. As she got older her grandmother would make her wash her panties in the sink with soap and water and dry them overnight because she wasn't supposed to go to school with dirty panties. The girl slept without panties. When her panties got to the point that they just fell apart she would get another pair from her older sister and the whole thing went on and on and on.

    The girl grew up and she moved out of her grandparent's home to go live with another girl. She keeps her package of little girl panties in her drawer for safekeeping. Sometimes when she was in the laundromat and she got the chance she stole a pair of panties out of the dirty clothes pile. She hurried home to smell them and put them on and throw away the dirty pair she has been wearing and try on the pair she had just stolen. Sometimes she had to wait several days before she got a chance to steal a pair of panties to wear. One day the girl was caught stealing panties and she was shamed away from the laundromat.

    The girl that lives with her doesn't know that she sneaks into her dirty laundry to smell her panties. To taste her panties. Sometimes she sneaks a pair of dirty panties and puts them under her pillow to smell at night and masturbate.

    The girl and her roommate work together at the Department of Health and Human Services.

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    Straight Female / 26

    I love anal sex and eventually talked my husband into doing me a lot that way. I want it when I am fully dressed with my suit skirt hoisted up in the back and him in his business suit with only his hard cock exposed. The only problem is his fear of urethral infection so he fucks my anus with a condom and lubrication. It's not a bad compromise and I understand it. We both like to risk public exposure that way so we sometimes do it where we can be seen. Sometimes people will walk by, smile and not realize we are genitally coupled.

    We only had one weird time when I teen boy saw us fucking, fully dressed and he took out his stiff cock and beat himself off while hubby and I fucked. It was an odd turn on.

    #42122 — Comments (0) — Oct 31, 2018 at 10:18 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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