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Little explanation is needed here ... these are confessions that are just plain gross. Maybe a poop accident, or a pee story. A puking your guts out after binge drinking confession ... you get the idea. No holds barred.

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    Bi-Sexual Male / 21

    About a year ago I got my then 16 year old girlfriend to start peeing in front of me. That graduated to her kneeling in the tub and me peeing on her, and her peeing in the tub, then we had dirty sex. She is 17 now and I got her to leave the door open and even turn around on the toilet when she shits. She has the most perfect, beautiful ass you could imagine, and seeing it opening up for her shit coming out is incredible. I don't know why I'm so attracted to this kinky stuff but I like knowing and seeing everything about her.

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    Straight Male / 28

    Any females are interested in live animals insertions in pussy like mice or snakes or had done this ?

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    Bi-Sexual Male / 51

    I have been trapped in a sexless, passionless marriage for almost twenty years. Approximately six years ago, tired of constantly beating my meat watching free porn on the net, I began scanning the personal ads on craigslist. The women who posted or responded to the ads were almost invariably hookers looking for another pay day. But there were many, many men, mostly married, but divorced, widowed and single too, that were looking to have their cock sucked. The idea of sucking cock had been one I'd considered since my teenage years, but had somehow always managed to forego.

    But watching endless hours of porn and focusing on the often mammoth, monstrous, cocks shooting endless supplies of thick, creamy, gooey cum, had me fantasizing more and more of sucking dick than of eating pussy or fucking a woman. The photos in these craigslist ads had also captured my imagination. Were they real? Were these men really looking for a blow job? Were they really disease free? Would they be discrete? These questions worried me, and yet, the urge to submit to a man and suck his cock became ever stronger, ever more all-encompassing for me.

    There was one particular ad that captured my imagination. The man was a widower, in his sixties, but his cock was not only extremely large, but thick, with a large flared purplish head, and a thick shaft crisscrossed by blue, green and purple veins. How many times did I sit and stare at his photos with my pants pulled down in my easy chair jerking my cock to extraordinary orgasms as my wife slept in her own bed? The ad had a telephone contact number and I had raised the telephone to call him several times, both on lunch break at work and at home when my wife was out, but I never completed the phone call, canceling it after having pressed three or four numbers of his seven-digit telephone number.

    Each time I would cum, as soon as I had achieved the relief that an orgasm brings, my desire to suck his cock ebbed and I was happy that I hadn't called him and set something up that I would back out on. And yet. . . and yet as time elapsed, the desire grew greater and greater and I realized that I would never be satisfied until I had made the call and met him, to see if the act of fellatio in reality was anything like the fellatio in fantasy.

    One day, at lunch, I sat in my car in a shopping parking lot and made the call. His voice was gruff in answering. "Hello?" I paused and asked, "Is this Frank/" the name in the ad. He said, "Yeah. Whoâs this?" I told him that I'd seen his ad on craigslist. Again, there was a pause, before he responded, ". . . and you want to suck my dick?" Humiliated, blushing, I admitted that, yes, that was why I was calling him. He asked a few questions: my age, my height, my weight, could I get it up, had I ever sucked dick before, questions of that nature, and I filled him in. He grunted and asked when I could come over. I explained that I would be able to leave work early this afternoon and we agreed to 3pm.

    A thousand times between noon and three I told myself that I couldn't go through with it, that this was dangerous, that I didn't know him, that he might be a killer, or diseased or secretly filming our little rendezvous, and a thousand times the desire and urgency drove me past every objection, every fear.

    His home was a single floor blue painted house with a small porch, kind of non-descript. I literally shook as I exited my vehicle and slowly walked up the concrete walkway and three steps onto his porch and then hesitated before pressing the buzzer. I waited a few moments, but it felt like forever, before a grizzled older man with gray-white hair answered the door. He was wearing a bathrobe. "John?" I nodded, and he opened the door to let me in. "I'm Frank," he said. "Follow me." I followed him through the living room down a hallway to the rear of the small house. He walked into a rear bedroom, one of two. There was an unmade bed there, men's pajamas and athletic socks strewn over the frayed dark carpeting. The room had that distinctive scent of underarm sweat and a sourness to it. I was beginning to regret my decision, but not so much to allow me to walk away from it.

    He fiddled with the VCR and soon a porn movie was playing on his 32" television screen. There was a mature larger woman sucking an older man's cock. When I looked back at him, he began undoing the belt on his teal teri cloth robe, before asking me, "What are you waiting for?" And then when I continued to stand there, he added, "For fuck's sake, aren't you going to get out of your street clothes?" I blushed and looked at him sheepishly and began laboriously stripping off my "street clothes." When his robe opened, I saw that the photos of his cock that he had posted were quite accurate, although, his penis here was still flaccid, but showed lots of promise.

    He caught me staring at his cock and smirked. "Get those fuckin' clothes off and get over here and suck this dick." I finished disrobing and walked over to him and knelt at his gnarled feet. His long thick cock dangled between his white skinny legs. And I reached over to grasp it. "Fuck that! If I wanted to get a hand job I could have jerked it off myself. Use your fuckin' mouth, dumbfuck." Again, I blushed. My face now having a crimson warmth to it. On my knees I leaned over and took the head of his penis between my lips and began sucking it. "That's it. Suck that fuckin' pecker you cocksucker." I leaned further forward swallowing more and more of his penis. I could feel his cock slowly swelling in my mouth, moving left and right and upwards as it lengthened, as it became engorged with the old man's life blood. The head of his cock felt smooth and spongy in my mouth, and as it stiffened, it veered further and further back until I could feel it pushing against me gullet making me choke a bit, but not too badly. "You never sucked dick before?" I couldn't really answer with his dick bouncing off my by now bruised tonsils, but managed to nod my head. "You are a born cocksucker!" he guffawed while placing his right hand behind my head and shoving his cock deeper into my yaw, brutally fucking my mouth and throat. I could feel his shaft sliding forwards and backwards against my tongue, his balls now bouncing off my chin as he continued fucking me orally. The taste of his cock which was somewhat musky and gamey when I first slipped my lips over it, was now saltier, and it seemed to be leaking a sour viscous seminal fluid, as I was savoring the taste of his pre-cum, first droplets of it, then more copious amounts. "Oh fuck, I'm going to fill your fuckin' pansy mouth with my cum," he yelled at me, and I could feel him tense up and groan as he shot volley after volley of cum into my mouth, down my throat, and on my tongue." He was holding my head viselike and shoving his thick cock deep as he came, uttering guttural noises that were indecipherable, like the grunting of a baboon at the zoo. Each push forwards shot decreasing amounts of his cum into me, until he was just shoving his spent but still semi-hard dick deep into the opening at the back of my throat, before letting go of the back of my head and pulling his spent cock out. He wiped it across my lips and across my cheeks, leaving a slimy trail wherever it slid. "Mmmmmm. . .you suck dick pretty good for being such a fat fuck and never having sucked dick before." I sat back on my haunches, my mind reeling over what had just happened.

    I wasn't sure what I was to do next. Should I thank him for the thrashing he had given my mouth, lips, tongue and throat? Should I just get up and get dressed and leave? What was the etiquette? I had no clue, so I continued to sit there watching his cock and plum sized balls swaying to and fro before me.

    The taste of his cum, which had felt like thick gruel as he had exploded in my mouth, overpowered my taste buds so that all I could taste was the musky, sour, salty, ammonia-like taste of it. It was so overpowering that I feared that I would always taste it, that it would always be there inside of me, no matter how long I was to live.

    He sat on the side of his dingy full-sized mattress as I arose for my knees. "It takes me a bit to get hard again," he said while winking knowingly at me. The idea of a second assault on my throat was a bit more than I could grasp. I mumbled something to him, but whatever I was trying to say it sounded more like undecipherable mutterings, as my mouth and tongue was recovering from the prolonged r**e that it had just undergone. He swung his legs over and looked at me saying, "Get on the bed between my legs." When I hesitated, standing next to his bed, he kicked me in the balls with his right foot, doubling me over. "Are you deaf?" pronouncing the word as if it rhymed with reef. My balls ached, and I felt a trace of nausea as I slowly straightened up and climbed onto his bed placing my face between his chicken-scrawny white alabaster thighs, ready to suck his flaccid cock again. "Now lick and suck my balls." I leaned forward and began licking his hairy balls so heavy with cum, they tasted sour. "Yeah, that's the way," he said as he moaned. "I love having' my balls liked and sucked." I pulled them into my mouth one at a time and sucked on them as he moaned. He arched his back and his cock and balls rose up. "Get in there," he said. There was nothing about the skinny ass that now rose off of the mattress that appealed to me. This had never been part of my fantasies. I demurred and continued licking his balls. "Get your motherfuckin' tongue up my asshole," he said sarcastically. When I continued to suck his balls, he reared back his foot and kicked me in the face with it. I was stunned. This wasn't what I had had in mind. He pulled his butt cheeks apart and now I could see his asshole, and worse yet, smell his asshole, and it was smeared with the vestiges of his morning shit, and the odor of shit was overpowering. Enough was enough, this wasn't what I had signed up for. I began pulling back on the mattress. "Where in the fuck do you think you're going?" I said, "Sorry but this isn't what I had in mind." He laughed derisively, and responded, "Who the fuck cares what you had in mind. We're just gettin' started here, you cocksucker." Before we are done today, you will have licked my stinkin' asshole, licked my smelly feet, and I will have fucked you up the ass and cum in your bowels and you will lick your own shit off my cock, before leavin' here with a fuckin' ear to ear smile on your fat fuckin' face.

    Now all of the fantasies were coalescing. This nasty old man could see right through me. He knew the type of depravity that my heart ached for, even if I hadn't been able to admit it. I was trapped by my own deepest shame, but wants and desires I had never even admitted to myself let alone to others. He had seen through me and realized how deeply depraved I really was, that I would serve his darkest sexual desires and return for me. That I was willing to plunge to the deepest depths of depravity, and that I would submit to his every command, his every whim.

    I leaned forward again, and slowly brought my face closer and closer to his filthy asshole. This scent of it made me want to heave, but I couldn't even do that. My tongue lathed his hole and I could taste the sweet acrid residue, the dried-up bits of shit that he hadn't quite wiped away that morning after his morning shit. The odor made me dizzy and the knowledge that I was debasing myself in such a manner, gave me some transient vertigo, but I plunged deeper, using the tip of my tongue to plumb the recesses of his anus, licking and sucking, and then slipping deeper to lick clean his rectal walls until his nether hole was squeaky clean and mostly odorless. "You lick asshole better than any bitch I've ever been with," the old man uttered triumphantly. Apparently, he had deemed me a keeper. Before the afternoon was through, I had kissed and licked his sweaty, horribly smelly feet, between his toes, the soles of his feet, the gnarled yellow toe nails. He had made me kneel at his feet as he pissed short bursts of urine in my mouth, making me gargle his salty foul-tasting piss before swallowing it. And he had fucked side to side, me on my back with my legs over his shoulders, and doggie style with him fucking me deeper and deeper with his weight on my back and his bearded face next to mine, grunting as he came, shoving his thick tool ever deeper into my bowels before shooting whatever was left of his cum deep, deep inside of me.

    Before I left he had me suck his cock one last time, his cock covered with my very own anal fluids and bits of residue. As I limped out of his home, my asshole on fire, my jaws aching, his cum still dripping out of my asshole dampening the seat of my briefs, I stumbled to my vehicle. The old man was at his doorway, waving to me. I rolled down my window and attempted a smile, but I was far too tired, too defeated to manage a smile. As I back out of my space, I heard him yell, "How's tomorrow for a repeat performance." As I drove home, my eyes filled with tears because I knew that I could never turn back.

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    Straight Male / 28

    Any females curious or had try to put a hamster in their pussy ? I cant teach you how to do it iys very pleasurable

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    Straight Female / 46

    raw confessions send 10 hours of gay heman youtubes to sexual abuse victims and blocks them. @@RawConfession I have reported the site rawconfessions.**m for sexual abuse to adult victims of sexual abuse. I had ranted yesterday about these filipinos who have been stealing money from my sister and threatening to bash her son up and asked you redirect me to youtube (dot) com/w******==eh7lp9umG2I&t==9s I was talking about how cookie delirosarary-iogonal-ass took $300 of my sister rose at the treasury casino she won and how cookie was threatening to get her son nichass to bash up my nephew and to be honest I believe cookie is into some Filipino satanic occult and she has been stopping men from liking me and wrecking job opportunities for me and meeting new men. some person seems to have this strange idea that I make people gay, and I don't. I have no personal opinion on LGBT other then its not my thing and and I don't support gay marriage. I am a christian and went to christian church catholic school and I was sexually abused as a child for around 15 years and so were my parents sexually abused as a children and in workplaces. my mother told me she was sexually assaulted at the telephone exchange at southp in the 1950. I was sexually harassed at Rema and also I went to a legal receptionist job at a legal firm that was connected to a house and this interviewer who was a solicitor was actually openly masturbating himself in front of me at the other side of the desk and I found this overwhelming and fearful and left. I don't appreciate this abuse from rawconfessions (dot) com or rapist or any of the rottuks who were around in the navy. These people are sick. I have been abused enough! don't you think? and I don't want police coming to my house either!!as stated above I would make a formal statement to the police so long as it is not qld police and I would like to spoken to better just because I have ptsd from being r**ed and sexually abused doesn't make me less then anyone else and I dislike the way police treat me.

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    Straight Male / 28

    Any females into zoophilia ?

    #39995 — Comments (4) — Apr 18, 2018 at 6:13 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove It. ( * )
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    Straight Male / 28

    Any females curios or had tried zoophilia ? ever think to put a snake or a hamster in their pussy or fucked with a dog?

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    Bi-Sexual Male / 26

    I've got a drug habit and love unsafe sex with anyone I love being a human toilet I drink and eat. I love collecting strangers shit from public toilets and playing with it. Last night I was used byvthree couples as there toilet and ate most of it onevwomen stayed behind and both ateveach others and smeared over the toilet and both licked clean tonight she made me a sandwich which I ate

    #39976 — Comments (0) — Apr 15, 2018 at 6:25 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove It. ( * )
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 20

    About 6 weeks ago I moved in with another woman. A medical doctor with a very popular clinic that she founded, a huge mansion and I am now her "wife". I had no idea that this would happen. She was an experiment about 4 months ago when I was 19. She is 42, very pretty, nice body, no kids, trimmed pussy, naturally blonde, with D cup boobs. I on the other hand, am not that attractive, 5ft. 4in, skinny with barely A cup boobs, and a brunette. Nothing special, though for some reason she set out to seduce me. She did. I'd never made love with a woman before and I loved it from the first time with her. We've done it outside, inside, in front of open windows, in the car, even on a nude beach in the Caribbean in front of everyone. At first I was embarrassed being with her in public, holding hand, kissing, letting people know we were a lesbian couple. Now I don't care about all that. She likes to wear mens type suits (though elegantly styled for a woman) mostly she is in slacks, and I've seen her stand to go pee at the toilet.

    She was lying on top of me two weeks ago, and was talking about things she likes to do, kinky stuff. I told her I would try anything but didn't know if I'd like it. In my mind we were being kinky just by having lesbian sex. She laughed and got up, took me into the bathroom and with me kneeling next to the toilet she stood and peed into it. She asked if I'd ever truly watched my self pee, or another woman. She knew I'd never been with another girl/woman and I said no. I watched and as she finished that last spurt some dribbled down her inner thigh, she brought my head to the tiny yellow stream and I kissed and licked it up to the most beautiful pussy ever. She parted her outer lips and I licked her clean. Later that night she laid out a small blanket on the floor of the bath, and as she was lying on top of me on the blanket, she whispered to just let it happen and not move, not say anything. I felt the warmth of her stream flow over my belly and down my brown pussy hair and into my own pussy lips. She kept peeing as she was kissing me, squeezing my tits and nipples as only she can, and made me cum. Then she moved her pussy to my face and straddled me and I licked her clean and made her cum twice. Then she left me to clean up the mess and I did. Showered and fresh I moved into the bed and cuddled with my "husband".

    #39938 — Comments (1) — Apr 10, 2018 at 10:16 AM — That's Juicy! (14) Remove It.
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    Straight Male / 36

    My roommate is tweaking but doesn't think I can tell. She smells like body odor, cheap body spray and strong female odor. She frequently digs in her crotch to scratch her vagina. She is a gross pig that hooks up with random guys and brags about not using protection even though she is HSV2 positive and refuses to take her Valtrex.

    I am both disgusted and aroused by her. She oozes sexual filth and I am inexperienced with self confidence issues because I am hung like a baby. I secretly get off to SPH videos and have been lucky enough to endure the exquisite torture of being mocked or teased when a girl discovers my thumb sized boner. I even get aroused by laughing followed by disappointed pity sex and look of boredom. My neighbor texts or plays games on her phone when I have drugs she wants.

    But my roommate seems like too much risk and I wanted to see her reaction to my small size so I went in the bathroom and started slowly stroking myself while she was over at the neighbors fucking the guy for meth. The walls are paper thin and I listened to her beg him to fuck her harder and deeper because she wants to earn a big rock. He fucked her on a bed against the wall and they made no effort to be quiet as he finished inside her and she screamed that she could feel him cumming in her.

    I was incredibly aroused and went into the bathroom but didn't lock the door- I sat on the toilet and touched my throbbing thumb sized hard on as much as I could but even a slow stroke was too much and I wasn't ready to cum yet.

    I listened and waited. I was still extremely aroused when I heard his front door slam followed by my front door opening and shutting with a gentle push. I was sure she would need the bathroom, she always complained that doing meth makes her have to shit, but I hoped she would walk right in instead of knocking first.

    I tilted my head back and closed my eyes as I began to stroke my tiny dick. I heard the door open and felt the rush of air movement but continued stroking two Mississippis before "coming around" to see Sarah standing there with her mouth agape in shock that quickly turned to laughter and pointing. She kept saying she caught me and told me my penis was tiny and that I would never pleasure a woman if they can't feel it.

    I looked directly at her and failed to ejaculate like I planned so I stopped and pretended to hide myself and be embarrassed. She told me it was too late and I was caught, she walked over to me, hiked up her skirt and sat on my dick facing me. I exploded immediately and she giggled while I ejaculated inside her pussy. She asked me how I liked sloppy seconds and said I was pathetic before climbing off of me. I love how she looks at me now.

    #39660 — Comments (0) — Mar 14, 2018 at 8:27 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
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