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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 —
    Posted by Anonymous

    This is not an "I'm really gay" story. But I am "coming out". Of course, the only ones who will believe me are the ones who have experienced what I am.

    I am a horla.

    When you hear a voice speaking your name, and you turn and there's no one there? That's a horla. When you feel a touch and no one's there to touch you? That's a horla. We walk among you, you look right at us, and you see nothing.

    Why does the government try to put cameras in all the public places? Because they know about horlas. The camera sees what your eye refuses to see.

    We live in lovely suburbs. We make lovely families serve us. Sometimes we make them commit debaucheries and sometimes we make them kill themselves. Sometimes we make them live perfect lives, forcing them with invisible hands and bodiless voices in the night to be perfect in every way. Sometimes we make them rich, whispering secrets and giving them stolen money and sabotaging their enemies. Sometimes we drive them mad, send them screaming into the night trying to run away from the voices.

    And why not? You are our pets and cattle. We can do anything we want.

    Sleep tight.

    #9308 — Comments (0) — Oct 14, 2010 at 4:46 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    I've secretly been bi my whole life. The only thing I ever get off to is lesbian porn and otherwise I fantasize about eating out girls or vice versa. I have a boyfriend and never plan on telling him or anyone else I have these feelings. I do however want to have sex with a girl before I get married/more commited in my current relationship.

    #9202 — Comments (0) — Aug 23, 2010 at 11:54 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    As a man i like wearing womans pantyhose for sexual pleasure

    #9149 — Comments (2) — Aug 7, 2010 at 10:30 AM — That's Juicy! (15) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    i am out celebrating pride with my best friend. She will never love me the way i need her to. My heart is broken. Lame. I know. But this sucks.

    #9085 — Comments (0) — Jun 27, 2010 at 7:29 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    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) — Jun 23, 2010 at 10:40 PM — That's Juicy! (17) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    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) — Nov 27, 2003 at 3:38 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    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) — Nov 25, 2003 at 6:08 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    What's the raunchiest, nastiest thing you've done during sex?
    please post reply

    #1135 — Comments (12) — Aug 6, 2003 at 12:06 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    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) — Jul 4, 2003 at 9:10 PM — That's Juicy! (0) Remove This.
  • — Out of the Closet —
    Posted by Anonymous

    My name is Linda and I'm 32,very pretty and happily married with 3 children.One day i went to my neighbor's house to visit Marlys,who is 45 and a close friend of about 5 yrs.Her husband was gone to work and we were alone in the house.She had just got out of the shower and was in a very see through robe.As we talked,she was walking around picking up and tidying up.At one point her robe came open and her nakedness was in full view.She didn't bother to cover up or even seem to notice.I've always been curious about other women and what it would be like to touch them and be with them sexually.Bisexual? Maybe.At one point she reached across me and actually fell into my arms,with her naked breasts in my face.Somehow we ended up in an embrace and we kissed each other.After that it's all kind of blurry but we both ended up naked on the couch.I've now had my first expirence with another female and i loved it!! We are the same size so now we get together about twice a week and play dress up,with a lot of touching,until we have each other. We also masturbate for each other which is a real turn on for me. We intend to keep it our little secret. I would like to know if this has happened to anyone else and if it is affecting your marrige at all.Actually, my marrige is even better than it was before.

    #1133 — Comments (3) — Jun 22, 2003 at 1:33 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
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