Out of the Closet..
Coming out of the closet is never an easy thing to do. Where you forced out by an unfortunate circumstance? Did you come out on your own terms. What and how did you finally come out? To who?
Coming out of the closet is never an easy thing to do. Where you forced out by an unfortunate circumstance? Did you come out on your own terms. What and how did you finally come out? To who?
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— Out of the Closet —I love crossdressing and would often go to work wearing panties and a bra. #9504 — Comments (6) — 1/5/2011 at 7:35 AM — That's Juicy! (8) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Out of the Closet —.this was back in the 70s,...we were traveling to a family reunion..by car .my 2 parents 2 sisters an an other brother ,.we stopped at a road side dinner truckstop place,to have a break an something to eat an a pitstop,the family were all in the dinning room ordering a meal so i scarpered off to the toilet for a pee an to see if there was a gloryhole or anything interesting going on ...much to my suprise there was a hole in the last 2 stalls ...i went into the stall that had a latch on the door ..an sat down an started to rub my cock as i read the enteries on the walls in there ..i was in there for about 4 minutes,,an the outside door gave its loadish scweal as it opened ..an some one came in ..who ever it was went over to the urinal an started to pee,. it was a heavy load flow as he pissed ,.then silence,. i heard a few footsteps an the tile floor,.then the tap came on, an water flowed load ,..then silence again ...by this time ..i had my cock out an was stroking it as i listened to the movment out in the loo..an the footsteps came closer ...an then he entered the stall next to mine,..i sat there waiting, an listening to the movement in the next stall..then i leaned forward to see what as going on in there ,as i leaned toward the hole to look , it was then that this brown ,thickish cut cock came thru the hole ...it was pulpy looking, still semi soft not quite hard an not soft ,,,as its full lenght came thru the hole an flopped down in front of me,..i put my hand up to take hold of it , it was clammy to touch as if it had been washed an partically dryed,..it smelt musty yet sort of warm ..i took it into my hand an squeezed it slightly ..an could feel it growing in my hand, as i slowly pulled on it,..i gave it a tug, to pull its full lenght thru the hole so the balls could be partcially seen,..with that,he moved about a few times,. as if to get it thru the hole better...in a matter of minutes it was totally hard.an precumming to my touching an licking ..it was then that i went down on it an started to suck it..taking as much of it, as i could get into my mouth,..i sucked the hard head,.an wanked it..as it really started to swell ..i let it go for a moment, an looked at it bobbing up an down, as it pulsated away,i sucked it yet again ..i then stood up, spat on my hand, an rubbed the spit into my ass crack an turned around an slowly moved backward on to the thick thobbing cock, i wanted the thickness in me, .i felt the wet head touch the opening to my ass, an i slowly leaned backward onto the cock, with slow ease as i felt the head break its way ito me .....i stopped for the moment as it entered .cause it hurt like hell ...then i heard a grunt from the next cubical.an he started a slow long thrust,in & out.. in & out,...so with that i started again , to lean backward.it entered deeper,then he gave one big thrust an he was in all the way ,it must have been about a minute,. that he in me, then he went tense an started to shoot .......i pulled off his cock just in time to see the blobbs of cum, fall to the floor,there were about 4 or 5 good sized globs on the floor ....then with that , the cock pulled back into its own cubical , i sat down again .an my ass felt like it was on fire with pain, from the tearing an stretching done by that oversized cock, that had just fucked me,.i could hear all the shuffling going on in the next stall, as he re,dressed himself..then his stall door opened an he went out ,.by this time i thought i bettr get back or they would think i was lost or something ,..so with that , i pulled up my pants, an opened the door to my stall ...just as the outside door slammed shut ,.i hurried to the outside door to make my way back into the dinner. an as i went out into the parking lot, an toward the dinner, there in front of me, walking away from the toilet, ahead of me ,was my father, it was him that had just fucked me in there , it was his cock that was in me right up to his balls an his cum all over the floor in there ,.i dived out of sight so he didnt see me ....an waited till he was reseated in the dinner before i went in ..to this day, i have never told a soul of this till now...but i often think of that day in that stall an him not knowing it was me he seeded an raped not some other ass but mine .......memories huh ........ #9427 — Comments (2) — 12/16/2010 at 7:05 AM — That's Juicy! (5) — That's Lame. (2)
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— Out of the Closet —I used to be with this hot girl from Halifax in England and she was open to just about anything - I've got the pictures and videos to prove it. We even did some live sex cam shows. We created her an account on a Football discussion forum and she was a minor celebrity for a while. I got so hot knowing that all these guys were masturbating over her photo. But we split up. She got bored of it and refused to go on. Sadly, I still log on to the Football site pretending to be her, posting her old photos, chatting to infatuated kids. And I still get hot and masturbate a lot. Some of the guys have sent me naked photos and I look at them while I masturbate. I wish I could get out of the routine, but I've taken on her persona and I love that they adore me. I think I might be gay. Maybe I just want her back. #9419 — Comments (5) — 12/12/2010 at 6:16 PM — That's Juicy! (16) — That's Lame. (1)
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— Out of the Closet —I'm a professional, well educated, well travelled, normal, sane, happy, fairly good looking guy-next-door type but everynow and then, I get the urge to suck cock.
I TOTALLY ENJOY IT ! #9407 — Comments (2) — 12/10/2010 at 12:41 AM — That's Juicy! (15) — That's Lame. (1) -
— Out of the Closet —As a man i like wearing womans pantyhose for sexual pleasure #9149 — Comments (2) — 8/7/2010 at 11:30 AM — That's Juicy! (10) — That's Lame. (3)
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— Out of the Closet —i'm the woman who admitted she wants to fuck her best friend. Well the other day i was ringing her door bell but she didn't hear it. So i knocked & she didn't hear that. So i lifted the mail slot to see if i could see her or perhaps yell to get her attention. Well i did see her. She was walking around naked! Her breasts are beautiful with sizeable nipples, her vagina is unshaven & just looked so yummy, and her ass--god i could just lick & nibble on it for hours. I watched for good 5 minutes. Then finally yelled to get her attention. When i got home that night after hanging out all day i masturbated while thinking of her amazing body. #9078 — Comments (0) — 6/23/2010 at 11:40 PM — That's Juicy! (12) — That's Lame. (6)
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— Out of the Closet —I'm a guy, but i love wearing panties and pantyhose, they are just so goddamn confortable, i wear them under my jeans sometimes even out cause they are so comfortable...but i mean i dont like guys, and i LOVE girls...is this normal?...like the material just is really comfy and feels good on my legs...please respond #1137 — Comments (9) — 11/27/2003 at 4:38 PM — That's Juicy! (4) — That's Lame. (2)
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— Out of the Closet —Peeing for me is both erotic and political. It's erotic because I first masturbated when wiping myself after a pee and found that it felt good to wipe in a certain spot. Peeing is political because piss, in our society, must remain hidden, it's nasty and smelly, and most people just don't want to see or touch it. Well it just so happens that the political nature of pissing and the erotic aftermath have gotten all mixed up in one of my fantasies. Here for the first time I have set the purgative of my pen to this experience in the hopes of expelling it from the depths of my psyche.
I had spend most of my 18th summer at the beach sun bathing, wondering how my body stacked up in the eyes of the indigenous gentry; and trying, as best I could, to attract just a little attention from just any nice guy who might see me preening there on the sand. Alas, we place this outrageous value on privacy, and all the guys were too timid to break through that societal barrier and just say "Hi," but that's another story. One afternoon, I had an exaggerated thirst for that throat burning that only Coca-Cola gives, and had been drinking quite a bit of it. Then I got the grand idea to ride my bike over to the grocery store and buy even more to finally quench my craving. So I slipped my skirt over my bikini and peddled over to Safeway in my thronged feet.
Once in the store it dawned on me that I needed to pee, and pee badly. In vain I searched the store for the bathroom. Finally I gave up and got my cart and started shopping but it really was getting hard to hold so I asked a clerk, "Where is the girls' room?"
To my surprise and horror this pimply-faced adolescent boy says in the snottiest tone, "There is no public toilets here!" and then, even though he must have seen my distress, and even though I pleaded, "Please sir, I really, really got to go bad!" he just responded, "We don't have toilets for the public!" So I gave up and continued squirming behind my shopping cart looking for the coke.
But then I got to an aisle and nobody was around... an aisle all to myself... total privacy. So, hidden from public scrutiny, I let just a little out- but that was a big mistake. Once the faucet was opened there was no stopping the flow, which proceeded to trickle down my legs and pool in an ever-growing lake around my thronged feet. Now, not only was I relieving my distress, but I was also getting a rush of freedom against outrageous rules of pimply-faced clerks. My Politics of Pee was born! Its slogan: "If you don't let me use your bathroom, I'll piss on your floor!" And that mantra was recycling in my brain over and over as I stood in the ever-spreading lake. Unfortunately, however, that is not the end of the story; a middle-aged gentleman with a goatee and a mustache walked into the aisle to do his shopping.
Seeing my predicament, yet being a perfect gentleman, he said nothing. Our eyes met for a fleeting moment and he smiled at me like a daddy would smile at his little girl having an accident. Now up to this point my account has been completely true and factual. But now, to tell the whole story, in all of its dimensions, I must deviate from the tyranny of Truth and paint for you the fantasies that this experience engendered... the fantasy which has played again and again so many times since. After his fatherly smile, this perfect gentleman walks into my spreading waters and places his hand up under my skirt. He explores unashamedly for the fountain's source and revels in its stream. And when the flood subsides, he fondles me to my depth, and then proceeds to climb the slippery slope of the mound of Venus and there have his evil way till I explode. All this with not a word spoken. And when the final sighs of my passion have been expelled, and I stand there humiliated, dripping in my own juices... he just walks away... casting but a momentary glance back... his eyes and his arrogant smirk saying to me, "You are not alone in your freedom, I will always be there with you."
#1136 — Comments (0) — 11/25/2003 at 7:08 AM — That's Juicy! (2) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Out of the Closet —What's the raunchiest, nastiest thing you've done during sex?
please post reply #1135 — Comments (9) — 8/6/2003 at 1:06 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0) -
— Out of the Closet —This is kinda hard for me except that my best friend who is married and bi knows the truth and so does the guy i was dating at college. I just am not sure what i am. I mean yeah i like guys sorta. I mean i have a thing ofr vin diesel and i have a son. but my relationships with guys don't last very long and guys just don't do it for me. i have never had a orgasm with a guy and no i have not been with a woman but i want to and my married friend know all this and we have talked about it we just don't want it to ruion oour friendship but also a big problem i have is my parents are preachers so i mean yes having a child out of wedlock was bad but this is much worse.. i mean if they even had an idea they would disown me and what would i do. i have been hiding my feeling for almost 5 yrs. i just don't know what to do anymore. i mesn i want to try it but not at the risk of my friendship and i don't know anyone else who is like that so i guess i will just have to wait till it is time for me to get with the program in my head.. but just because guys don't do it for me does that mean i ain't meant for a guy or what?? to many questions floating around in my head... i just don't know what to say but i am glad that my friend are there for me no matter what... #1134 — Comments (2) — 7/4/2003 at 10:10 PM — That's Juicy! (0) — That's Lame. (0)