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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?
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Straight Male / 41

    Crack turns me into a girl.
    I can see why so many honeys turn into freaky nymphos on it.
    Its the devil for sure.

    Anytime i down some buds fast i get a craving for it, problem is that im just a fiend anymore and it makes me insane. I have to power smoke it all as fast as i can naked of corse, and then i feel like such a little horney bitch boy slut.
    My dick gets tiny scared numb and if im body shaved smooth from the neck down, i let my long bleach blonde hair out of its pony to flow down my back to my hot tight ass.

    I just love being nude alone or in company to dance and shake it, jiggle and show off.
    If i keep drinking and smoking i want to do anything. My invisible turtle head is numb and my asshole twitches for pleasure as my mouth waters for some juicy salty rods to slurp and suck dry.

    That shit is evil cause it makes me want to be gangbanged doggystyle and filled with goo in both ends till im dripping and too sore to walk.

    Id be screaming pull my hair while your fuckin me, and slap my ass raw between facefucks. Mmmmm mmmmm mmmm i want to dance naked for strangers and be a hard core goo guzzlin naked anal slave. Id love to suck cocks and lick tasty balls all night long while being double anal pounded in front of some sexy girls.

    Id like to star in a gay gangr**e oil orgy porn and set the record for most loads gulped down by a sissy while being pounded non stop in my hiked up raw ass. Then tied to post quarter style as hundreds of men squirt on me and at the end have a 5 gallon bucket of cum poured over my head, freed from bondage to rub it all over me erotically licking my fingers often.

    #37103 — Comments (1) — Sep 13, 2017 at 10:56 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Transsexual Female / 37

    When I was young I didn't understand that I was transgender, I thought I was gay.

    I had just turned 18 about a month earlier. I was at home alone and dressed in the sexiest mini dress I found in the closet of one of 3 sisters.

    I was afraid to go in a dress but felt comfortable with answering the door at home. When I heard the doorbell I jumped up and walked to the door with my 4 inch stiletto heel clicking. I opened it to a man I that was so attractive and I wanted to know him so much deeper.

    After some small talk, most likely talk of my very small penis, we were sitting on the couch talking and flirting. His hands were all over every part of me that is a turn on for women. Then he pulled me close and began to kiss me with his tongue.

    I had my hand down his pants and a very big hard cock in it. He said that I had to suck his cock. I got on my knees and said, "I will but you have to talk me through it". He commented that I must be a virgin. He said that guys like to gag us and we never spit cum out. I did everything he wanted and he warned me he was cumming and it will be a lot.

    He pulled out except for the head and I felt warm all over my mouth and then I tasted it. I swallowed and thanked him for letting me do that can I do it again? He said next is a cum facial then I will take your ass. I asked when. He said the next few hours. I said I was not sure about the ass. He said, "You are going to take it all. You are my sex slave.

    He shot cum all over my face after an hour and 45 minutes after that I was screaming as he held me tight and pushed in my ass. Then he thrust it in until his balls hit my ass. I moaned like a girl and said, "Oh God, please don't stop go harder give me more".

    He lasted longer but still left a large load of his sperm. He asked me to hold my penis next to his cock. His 9 inches of real man cock next to my 1 1/8 inches of less than a clitoris. He said that he was proud of his being so big. I said that I am very proud of how tiny and easy to hide in my panties.

    He grabbed me like I was his girl and he began to kiss me again with tongue. When he let me breath I begged him more. He said he had to shower first. I said, "Great idea we can go shower and maybe after I wash your cock I can suck it in the shower. I took his hand and led him to my room.

    He said it was easy to see it is a girls room. We got in the shower and I washed his cock and it grew as I did it. He rinsed it off and I was on my knees with my mouth open wide. He pulled my head and gagged me a lot. I felt the warm cum and tasted it I swallowed. I told him that his cum tasted so good and I will be his cocksucker anytime just give me at least 2 minutes notice.

    He still likes my body and he said he loves that I am so submissive and will do anything except have any sexual contact with another female. I love his big cock and am so lucky that he comes over after a bad day at work. He has bad days at least 4 work days and on weekends I usually get lucky and he sleeps in my bed and I am in his arms. I feel his cock pushing at my ass.

    I have been in love with him for 12 years but I don't dare tell him and risk losing the man I am totally in LOVE with. I do everything for him and would just die if he left me.

    He is just so sexy and handsome and his male body is so nice and different than my petite and so much more feminine. He says I am his pretty princess and he is my prince.

    He is worth the world to me and I will do so much for him because he is so precious to me.

    #37084 — Comments (0) — Sep 13, 2017 at 1:30 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Gay Male / 18

    When I was thirteen I came out to my parents. Two years later my Dad came out to Mom and me. She was upset at first but then decided she was OK with it because it explained why they drifted apart. She was already planning to divorce him. So they separated and divorced and were both very happy. We still spend holidays together except that Mom sleeps with her boyfriend and Dad sleeps with me.

    Yes, you read that right. When they got divorced they shared custody but the judge said I was old enough to choose and I chose both so we alternated. I liked the school where my Dad lived better but made up for that with mom by spending a lot of time with her in the summer.

    Well Dad only got a one bedroom apartment with one bathroom and one day I was sitting on the toilet trying to take a dump and Dad walked in naked holding a towel and got in the shower. I gasped at the sight of his amazing cock. It was huge and I became optimistic about my genes after that. All I could think of was sucking that amazing cock. Well Dad figured it out after a few weeks and invited me off the sofa and into his bedroom to view some hot gay porn. every video was about gay men having sex with their teenage gay sons and half of them looked younger than me and I was only 15 at the time. I found myself gawking at Dad's immense throbbing cock bouncing up and down and he told me I could touch it if I wanted to. I wanted to. Actually I wanted to choke it down my hungry throat and I wanted him to shove it hard up my cock hungry ass.

    I just went for it. I grabbed it and went down on him. He called me a dirty little faggot and demanded I suck him off. His mouth got really filthy and that turned me on and the more he verbally abused me the more I wanted his hard cock in me. I'd never had a cock in my and was half scared but I'd been practicing with a dildo for a while so I thought I could handle it. I was wrong. Dad accepted my invitation to fuck my ass, didn't bother with a condom and just shoved his cock up my ass. It hurt badly, very badly. I thought he split me open. I underestimated how bad it could be. He realized he was hurting me and pulled out immediately. He flipped me over and drove his tongue up my ass. His tongue soothed much of the pain. Turns out Dad was not an experienced ass fucker.

    We tried again a week later this time Dad slowly and gradually stretched me with well lubed fingers and dildos and then had me just sit down on his cock and take what I could. I was able to better relax and was amazed when I took him all the way up my ass without any pain. It burned in a deliciously tingling way but not in a sharp painful way. I could feel his head rubbing against my prostate as he picked up speed and intensity. He came up my ass a few minutes later and amazingly stayed hard and then amazed me even more when he bent himself in half and sucked me off with his still hard cock up my ass. Seems he'd been sucking himself off for years behind Mom's back.

    The best blow jobs, I have learned, are ones you get with a big hard cock up your ass. Between that and his massaging my balls I had the best cum in my life. I imagined he was sucking me while another guy was fucking my ass.

    So that is how Dad became my lover. I don't think she knows. But she must suspect it. A gay son and gay father living together in a one bedroom one bath apartment sharing a bed and being openly over affectionate with each other must seem suspicious. But she has never said anything and seems quite happy that Dad and I get along so well together. Maybe she doesn't want to know. Maybe she just keeps her eyes closed. Maybe she knows and is happy her two boys keep each other happy.

    #37042 — Comments (1) — Sep 10, 2017 at 2:34 AM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Lesbian Female / 40

    I grew up with a younger sister by one year. We were very different, different personalities. We shared a room. Our mother was overbearing and strict. She also had an obsession with modesty and the clothes we wore were just about as ugly as you could buy. My sister rebelled and she had lost her virginity at 14 and she had sex with anyone, she wasn't picky, and during those years of junior and senior high school she experimented with girls and older men.

    I was more influenced by my mother, she told me my sister was a whore and she was damned to the world. No one, was ever to touch me there, that was sacres, and letting someone touch you there was a sin. She started calling my sister harlot instead of her name. My sister didn't care, she had guys come to the house to have sex with her so that my mother would find her naked in bed with some guy she had flirted with at the mall.

    I was held back from going to college to wait for my sister, we had to go together. My sister was more sensitive to me, and she would tell me that so and so was going to be coming by for his desert and if I wanted to be somewhere else I could, or if I wanted to stay I could. By the time I was ready for college and she was a senior in high school I had witnessed her have sex with kids from school, with girls from school, and with guys that we never saw again. I was a virgin, I never had a boyfriend and while my sister displayed herself as much as she could, I had a problem with being naked, even around her. Although if she wanted to see me naked I let her undress me and look at me.

    When we went off to college we roomed together and the first semester we were there she met a guy who was an assistant professor. We moved to an apartment the second semester because she was having sex with him several times a week and the dorm was not good, she was a freshman and he was a teacher. He had a group of friends, all older guys and girls and they had sex parties, open sex parties. There was weed, alcohol, mushrooms, pills, music and sex. Anyone could fuck anyone, I got fucked at one of those parties.

    The guy was in college following four years in the military, he was older and he was the supplier of much of the weed and pills. He didn't do pills and he prohibited me from doing any of it. I was there to fuck with him, no other guys and no girls. On my first period after he started to fuck me he introduced me to anal sex. The rule was simple to him, if he wanted to fuck you gave him a hole to fuck. The no other girl rule did not apply to him, and he fucked several of the girls who came to those parties.

    One night, it was already Sunday morning, he told me that he wanted me to try some pussy. I had gotten my voice by then and I told him I didn't do pussy. He told me to wait, I hadn't even met the pussy he was talking about. He went downstairs and brought this new girl up to the room. Her name is Teresa. She was a freshman, he took her panties off and spread her legs open and told me to eat her pussy. Just eat her and do what I was told. I had seen girls eat pussy so I took my hair and put it behind my back and ate her pussy. After I ate her he told me that was the pussy he wanted for me and he told Teresa that she only gave her pussy to me or to him.

    I have been eating Teresa's pussy for twenty years.

    #36987 — Comments (2) — Sep 8, 2017 at 6:37 AM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Straight Male / 29

    I've never told anyone this not even my wife but I've always wanted to get it off my chest. Maybe it will have some ther**eutic value or something. I left home young but returned at age 29 to pursue a college degree. During the ensuring four years I lived with my parents. I eventually got involved with a girlfriend who I later married but during the first year, I was by myself. No GF, because I was busy with studies. In the evening with Dad working nights, Mom and I sometimes watched TV and movies together on the sofa and I would get pretty horny. She caught me wacking off a few times with my cock in my hand. I would put it away but she knew that I needed some sexual relief. She said things like, "Ah, it's okay, Johny", or "Have you met anyone yet?", meaning a GF. There was the time that she unzipped me, took out my cock and rubbed it while asking me if that helps. Of course it did, but I wanted more and more and I then I splurted cum right in her hand. Over that first year, it all escalated until for the first time ever, I asked her to suck my cock. It was so embarrassing asking her. I was sure she would say no. But she just asked me to take a shower first and later she got on her knees and did it. So here I was, naked on my bed with Mom sucking away and almost gagging at times because she put it in so far. I discovered two things that I didn't know about Mom. First, she liked me to be squeaky clean when sucking cock and secondly, she doesn't like the taste of semen. Sometimes she would get a mouthful and she would run to the bathroom and spit it out. However, I got the biggest surprise of my life when I was laying on my bed naked and waiting for her to suck cock. Instead, she ran her hands over my entire body repeatedly, gave me a strange stare and then began mounting me. She did this while pulling up her dress. I guess she didn't have any underclothes on because with her directly on top of me, she worked my cock into her c**t with her hand. She said something like, "I know you need this." She closed her eyes and began pumping, very slowly at first but gradually faster and faster. So my 53 year old mom and I were fucking for the first time ever and it was truly surreal. Time just seemed to stop. It was stroke after stroke with the bed creaking loudly after every stroke. I told her I was coming and then I felt the surge of cum as it shot into her. I guess the sex act really tired her out because she stopped and lowered her body on mine and we just cuddled for a couple of minutes. Finally, she started pulling herself up until my cock popped out of her. She ran to the bathroom with her hand over her c**t. On returning, her only comment was something like, "I hope that helped". Yeah, at the time it sure did.



    #36970 — Comments (4) — Sep 7, 2017 at 1:09 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 37

    my new bf has showed me things that I've always desired. he has allowed me to suck cock, not just his but most of the men he knows. he has taught me how to take his cock up my ass and allowed me to try others that he has found for me. he's so considerate he often allows me to suck him whilst his friends fuck me to reassure me it's alright. he's bought me a new wardrobe and now I dress as a tranny. the latest is that he's found me a new job as an erotic dancer. I've been at it for several weeks and am very popular jiggling around in my undies. if the crowd are appreciative he pops round with a glass and I remove my panties, walking amongst them so they can suck and fondle my erect clit. I love my man.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Straight Male / 51

    I constantly wonder about what it is like to suck a mans cock. Doesn't have to be big...just wanna suck it. I'm not gay, love women, but just wondering what it would feel like.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Straight Female / 34

    i feel so guilty and lazy today I went to the gym and only did a lazy days effort. like not even touch the battle ropes which I love or kettle weights. just did treadmill, bikes and rowers and mountain climber and floor exercises. usually I do a lot more then this.

    like I feel so guilty about what I eat. I just want someones opinion am I a guts?

    most days I just have oats and apple and berries for breakfast with milk and lunch a small milk and today I had half a sandwich of pork and apple and cheese and crackers with a cup of tea, cheese is my calming food. I love savoury dishes and salads but gone off sweets.

    I want a good body and to feel healthy and fit, so I am not out of breath and I would like to be jogging on treadmill and doing more body weight exercises and heavier weight lifting like the other girls do. like all I do is about 16-20 kg weights or sometimes I do 80kg weights on the push exercises but I see girls half my size doing a lot more. I just want to see the weight change and fat loss and more muscle showing. I can't seem to stick to diet protein shakes as I like to chew my food and enjoy tastes. I wouldn't mind if some protein diet shakes were not so full of goop and sugar and shit.

    i count all the calories and watch what i eat to the point i am barely eating because I feel guilt and I have been studying nutrition for over 3 years and feel more confused now then ever and don't trust a lot of doctors advice as most of them are just trying to sell programs or their own line of products.

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  • — Out of the Closet —
    Lesbian Female / 52

    Between the ages of eight and 17 I attended an all girls Catholic School. Some girls were going to be nuns and others were regular whores. In the sixth grade we knew which were nuns and which ones were whores. Some of us were never going to be nuns, we just didn't know how to be whores.

    I was 13 when I had my first experience with a dick. I was blindfolded and two girls held my hands while I was bent over and this boy ran his dick in me from behind. No one told me that I was going be wet afterwards, when I stood up I felt like I had wet my pants with every step I took. One of the girls sat me down and pushed her finger in me and sucked it when she took it out. She told me to try and I stuck a finger in me and sucked it too. My first taste of pussy and cum.

    I was never told which boy took my virginity.

    We went to a lake house party. All the girls there sucked dick. We sucked dick until the boys couldn't cum any more. The boys were sore, we sucked dick because fucking had become too dangerous. One of the girls in our school got knocked up and she was expelled.

    Girls were a lot safer, so we ate pussy, finger fucked and found objects that substituted for dildos to fuck with. Every girl had to bring something from their house and either use it to masturbate or to fuck another girl. I was naturally bi (actually it turned out I was a lesbian) and I loved pussy. My girl of choice was Andrea, she was in another section and she fucked guys until the girl got pregnant. That pregnancy had an effect on all of us. Not only that she got expelled, but we saw her with her big belly and all of us knew she had to give birth. Our group at the time was made up primarily of 13 and 14 year olds.

    I know that I shouldn't say it like this, but I loved pussy and I was completely crushed on Andrea. She would let me take her top off and she would lay in my arms and let me play with her boobs. She liked having her nipples pinched and liked being kissed. From the time we became attached to each other until we finished high school, all sex was between us, no dick, no other pussy.

    My first year in college was a problem because in my sorority there was a lesbian girl from Detroit. She was pretty aggressive and she spotted me from the beginning. I wasn't as aggressive, it is just that between Andrea and me we had our passive/aggressive likes figured out. She went after me one night. She came to my room, and she said she wasn't going to be denied. She told me that my little girlfriend wasn't there and she was going to make up for it. (Andrea was going to Mt. Holyoke in Massachusetts, and I was in Connecticut, we could only see each other when we were both home from college). I had never been around a hardcore aggressive girl like her, I didn't let her kiss me and I told her I was already committed to Andrea. I admitted I was a lesbian but I didn't play around on Andrea.

    She hated my guts after that, and she let out that I was lesbian to the other girls in my sorority. She was for me the definition of a bitch.

    To my surprise, and Andrea's as well, my sorority embraced us as a couple. We were invited together to activities, and Andrea came over when she could. We were in pictures together with my sorority sisters and their boyfriends and I was told many times by a lot of my friends that I had a jewel of a girlfriend. I tried to live up to my role, she was a keeper and I had to work on keeping her. When my sorority embraced us, the bitch from Detroit quit and went elsewhere.

    As my sorority sisters got married, we were always invited, our school days were far behind us, and we navigated out of college into a new world. We were always called friends, or roommates, and we had our share of bad people. But my sorority sisters stood beside us, we even had a mock wedding when we were 26.

    Andrea saved me from a life of loneliness, she saved me from a life of making mistakes, Andrew was the diver behind me going to college and later getting a masters. Our lives started together because we liked sex together. And we had sex every chance we got. We still like sex together, but we like being together even more. They say you grow together, we have, but I am not as good looking as Andrea. We did get officially married in 2016, after being together for 38 years. We are saving our money, several of my sorority sisters are planning a reunion in Hawaii, and we will be there, sporting our wedding bands.



    #36683 — Comments (0) — Aug 25, 2017 at 11:33 AM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Lesbian Female / 28

    I was a junior in high school and I had a terrible crush on this boy. I found myself writing his name in my binder and started to write Mrs. x as well. My physics teacher was 26 year old woman with a phd. She was smart, like unbelievably smart, she was cute, but dressed badly, it was hard to see if she even had tits. Her hair was always sort of messed up. Her lips were about as cute as I had ever seen, she had blue eyes, and she did not like me writing a boy's name in my binder and she got very upset with me for writing Mrs. x.

    She made me move to the front of the class, she looked at me constantly, every other minute she turned to me to see if I was paying attention. We took a quiz one day and I didn't do very well, the truth was that I spent the entire class day dreaming. She asked me to stay after class because she wanted to talk to me. I sat in my desk, and she sat on the desk and she asked me what was wrong, she was doing every thing she could for me to be a better student, she said she didn't care if all the other students failed, but she expected me to get an A, but with my test scores it was going to be hard for me to get a B. She leaned over and put her elbows on her knees, her legs open, I could see her white panties, her slit was clearly marked, her pubes coming out the sides of her panties.

    She asked me to look at her, she asked if I was willing to do what it takes. She said she was going to tutor me, every afternoon if necessary, she slid off the desk, her skirt rode all the way up to her waist, she stuck her finger in her panties and pulled them lose from her pussy, she leaned over me and kissed me on the mouth and told me that I was not going to fail. When I stood up she told me I should come by her apartment at 6:30 for tutoring, she would fix me dinner and we would study.

    At her apartment she was in shorts, she had on a halter top, her breasts barely filled her top, she took my binder and gave me a marker and told me to scratch out the boy's name, and she scratched out the Mrs. x where it was marked, she said there wasn't going to any Mrs. We really tried to study, she went over the lesson of the day, she would stop and run her fingers through my hair, she would lean over and kiss me to get my attention. She went to the potty and left the door open so we could continue talking, she stood up with her pants down and wiped standing up. She came back and sat beside me and asked me if was going to let her down. We tried studying some more, she said she was going to fix dinner and come stand with her in the kitchen.

    She fixed dinner, she was good in the kitchen, she told me her mother showed her how to cook, so she could catch a man, she said she was not going to catch a man, no man for her and no man for me. Pat, pat, pat on my cheek, she put her arms up under my arms and pulled me to her and said we girls had to stick together. She held me for several minutes until I started to hold her back, in her bare feet I was a little taller, maybe an inch, she pushed her breasts up into my chest, a I pushed my breasts against her. The kiss was long, really long, it was long gentle kiss with our eyes closed. We separated and she suggested we eat, but we kissed again. By the time we sat down the food had cooled down, so we ate fast.

    The only thing she got me to learn that evening is that there was not going to be a Mrs. A Miss yes, a Mrs. no. We got pretty far on the couch, far in that we got all the way to third base, bare breasted and fingering. And me telling her I wasn't going to play the game of being a Mrs. any more. We rolled around and kissed and felt each other up and fingered each other for over an hour.

    It was time for me to go home, I got dressed and she combed my hair and said she loved me and we had to do something, because she just couldn't see how I could not pass her class, I had to pass, I had to study, physics was not something I could pass if I didn't study.

    We studied, really studied, we sat at the kitchen table and we kept our shirts on. After studying for an hour we could reward ourselves. But during the study hour I had to learn. She was smart, so smart, once she got into teaching me, she all teacher and I was all pupil. Whatever happened next, I was not going to disappoint her. At semester end I had a B, not an A but a solid B. And I remember what she taught me.

    We spent a huge amount of time playing around, for her and for me, this was our first real affair, and getting down and dirty was both fun and scary. Learning how to please her, how to give her pleasure with my mouth was hard, she would slam her legs together and hold my head so tight I couldn't move. I was able to lay there with my legs apart for her to please me, but the minute my lips touched her and I put my tongue in her, she clamped her legs shut around my head. It wasn't until we figured out how to eat her doggie style that we got passed her sensitivity. Her clitoris was always on fire, just touching her with my finger, hurt. I learned to lick her gently and mouth her slowly and get her legs to relax, and then I was able to give her an orgasm.

    She tutored me and I graduated well enough from high school that I got into a decent college. Separation was hard, and I had to learn to study on my own. She came to see me often, every weekend she could, the drive was four and half hours each way, and the first hours we spent catching up and having sex.

    On campus we got careless and one day we kissed in the student center. She was 29 then, I was a junior again, in college this time, we were two women, and we kissed like a man and a woman, a deep longing kiss with the person you love. My reputation soon traveled, and it got all the way back to my high school where she still taught physics. She was called in and she was released on a budgetary excuse. It really hurt, she is a great teacher, but lesbians made everyone uncomfortable. She got another job, and when I graduated I moved to her new job, and we set out to be miss and miss in a far more friendly place.

    All these years together, I have managed to dress her up a bit better and she has matured into a seasoned teacher. I wear her name on my wrist and she wears my name on hers, inside our wrist, a simple tattoo. We picked up a baby along the way, with the help of a good friend, and she is really amazing, she is four now and smart as a whip. I don't do physics, I teach Art History at the high school across town from her. Different district, we don't want any issues with favoritism or worse nepotism being alleged about our relationship.

    #36652 — Comments (1) — Aug 23, 2017 at 6:20 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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