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When I Was A Kid
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Kids do all kinds of things, some well-intentioned, some quite purposefully mean-spirited. If you're ready to tell AdultConfessions.com about your embarrassing childhood acts, then post your confession now.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Lesbian Female / 26

    I think I pretty much knew I was a lesbian when I was eleven. I fell in love with my cousin.

    We played around a lot, but in the end she wasn't a lesbian, but I was.

    I have gone on to fall in love with other girls, and think I am in love now with my current girlfriend.

    But nothing compares to the love I had for my cousin, those kisses we shared, and getting to know our bodies together, those first times when we figured out how to go down on each other, when we had enough titties to tease each other, her getting over me and lowering her tits into my mouth, she had much bigger and fuller titties than me, she would straddle me and slowly lower her tits until I could just barely nibble on her nipples until she just collapsed and I could take her whole tit in my mouth. Crazy we were only thirteen at the time.

    If she was still a lesbian, I am sure we would still be together.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 53

    I had a cousin on my dads side who was older than my mom. She was a bit off in the head they said, I thought she was sweet. By my teens I know she would let me feel her up and would give me a blow job when no one was around. I got her alone some where in my mid teens and got her dress up, and those undies down. I hung my dick in her and she liked it. She let me at her three times and each time I was allowed to finish inside of her. When we got done she giggled and I ask her why. She said it feels good like when my brother did it to her. He was eight years older. She told me and her had sex many times. She was older than him by a large amount as well.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 18

    when I was 16
    my neighbor was a single old women, she was 60-ish and alcoholic
    one day when I go home and walk up the stairway
    I saw her walk down the stairway and a little bit drunk
    I ask her where are you going, she said to buy some beers
    I said I got some beers in my home, you can drink mine and buy me back later
    she said sure, so I brought some beers from my home to her home
    we drink and talked a little bit then she ask me about girlfriend stuff
    ask me do I have a girlfriend and have I ever had sex with girl
    I said no but I have seen porn and know sex is all about
    she said you dirty little boy, you do not even know the half of it
    do you want to know how real sex feel like, I can help you with that if you want
    I do not know what make me say it but I said it
    I said to her yes, I wanted it
    she just smile at me, and start taking off her clothes
    and I start taking off my clothes too
    we both get into bed naked and she start giving me a blowjob
    I rubbed her pussy at first than she said I need to finger her to get her wet
    than she ask me to get on top her start fucking
    I cum inside of her shortly after
    she ask me how it feel, I said good, differently batter than porn
    she said of course, we can do it more more often
    since then we had a lot of sex in different places
    we even had a few threesome with her lady friend from her AA meetings

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 41

    Ok, when I was 14 my parents had parties at the house and people would party there all evening and towards the night.
    I got up at 2-3 am. I saw my older cousin there on the couch. Asleep. I lifted her shirt and bra over her breasts.
    I sucked on her breasts for awhile, as I was leaning over her. She pulled me against her more in her sleep.
    After I would slide her pants down, she almost woke up when I got her pants and panties past her knees. My first time seeing a nice hairy pussy. I touched her pussy a little. She placed her hand over mine and held my hand on her pussy. The hairs felt so nice. I went down on her, I pushed my face between her thighs. Her hairs against my face, I loved it. I stuck my tongue inside her. Tasted salty and sweet . She moaned a little. She had her hands on my head, holding me against her. I felt she was getting wet. She was cumming. In my mouth.
    I undressed. slowly go on top of her. I pushed my penis inside her. Made love. best feeling ever. Her thighs open. I was inside her. She put her arms over my shoulders, and tightened her thighs around me. I got scared a little. Her thighs were strong. She opened her eyes and looked at me. "What are you doing" , she whispered.
    "making love to you", I said to her.
    "go to sleep", she said to me.......
    She started pushing her hips up against me as I was making love to her.
    I felt my sperm building up inside, and then I exploded into her. I held myself inside her.
    The last drop of my sperm was inside her. I slowly pulled out, and she moved on her side, I moved down and started sucking on her breasts as she was falling asleep again. She held me close for awhile, arms and leg around me.
    I got up and got dressed and went back to my room. After I laid down on my bed in the room, I heard her get up, she got dressed and went back to sleep on the couch.
    Next day they were all up sitting around the living room and talking.
    I went into the kitchen, she was sitting on the same couch we had sex on. I knew she was staring at me the whole time.


    That was my first time I had sex.
    My cousin was hot, she must have been 22-25 at the time. I was 14.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Male / 41

    I used to go visit my cousin every once in awhile. She lived alone. She was 20-21, I was 16.
    We would hang out and have coffee and watch movies or tv. This would go on for several weeks.

    One night, she went into her room as I was still watching TV. A few hours went by. I was thinking of going home, so I turned off the TV and lights. The only light left on was the hallway light by her room, in which the door was open.
    I walked to her door, I saw her sleeping there on her bed.
    I laid beside her . After a few hours. I slowly moved up behind her as she was on her side. I put my arm around her. She put her hand on mine, and held it.
    I slipped my hand inside her shirt, and onto her breasts. They were soft. My heart was racing.
    I moved her on her back. I slowly lifted her shirt over her breasts, she wore a white lace bra. I then lifted her bra over her breasts. Firm, nipples out, I caressed them gently. Laying beside her.
    She moved on her side again, facing me. I went down a little. I started sucking on her breast. She laid there, eyes closed, her arms around me, and she put her leg around me.
    I was breastfeeding on her for almost an hour.
    I looked up to her. She opened her eyes and looked down on me. "Go to sleep babe", she whispered.

    She moved on her back again. She was wearing spandex pants. I got up slowly. I slid them off slowly. She was wearing nice white panties. I laid beside her, caressing her belly button and then slowly slid my hand down inside her panties. All I felt was lots of hair. My heart was racing. I slowly slid her panties off, and she was on her back, legs open. Room was dark, but I can still see her body, curvy, lovely breasts, pussy full of hair.

    I undressed and laid beside her, staring at her for awhile.
    My penis was throbbing, wanting to be inside her. I slowly crawled on top. Pushed my penis inside her gently, her thighs tightened a little as she almost moved on her side. I started making love to her.
    It was amazing. My first time, I was loving it. Her thighs loosened and moved on her back again.

    I felt my sperm building up inside, and I was about to cum.
    I was scared that I might get her pregnant. I knew she was not seeing anyone, neither was I.
    I started cumming in her. My sperm going inside her. I laid on top of her.
    Her thighs wide open. Soft breasts against my chest.
    After my last drop into her, I got off her and laid beside her. now my sperm is inside her.
    Maybe my seed went inside her egg.

    I laid beside her for awhile. She moved on her side facing me, I moved to her breasts and sucked on them for awhile.
    Her arms and leg around me. Pulling me against her.
    After I got dressed and went home.
    I saw her again the next day, she said hi to me.
    She knew it was me with her the other night.
    She was naked and asleep when I left .

    Now I am thinking her oldest daughter is mine.
    This was in 1990.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Gay Male / 55

    Faggot Part One

    i always knew i was different, that my thought process were 'off'. Even at a young age i didn't fit in, i had no interest whatsoever in the things the other kids did, in fact, at times it seemed like i purposely went out of my way to be different. This, coupled with a lack of any real social skills, and not being able to recognize boundaries, caused me to be ostracized by my classmates, initially, then later, tormented and picked on. Because of this, this forced isolation, i avoided contact with anyone and became every bit the loner by the time i got to 6th grade. Friendless and uninfluenced by peer pressure i was able to explore and discover things of my own accord, forming my own unbiased opinions of things. This was mu state of mind when, in the summer before 7th grade, i discovered Homosexuality.
    i was fascinated by the whole concept of Homosexuality, of males being sexually attracted to other males. i wondered what it was like to be a Homosexual, to only be drawn to males and decided i was going to see for myself, try it out. i made a point of checking out the crotches of every guy i saw, discretely, of course, affecting what i thought a Homosexual would do. It became my 'dirty little secret', and gave me a certain sense satisfaction knowing something they didn't. It was thrilling and i began wanting to go further with it, take it to the next level. The thought of being sexually intimate with another guy drove me, i fantasized about it constantly, and discovered elements to it that made it more appealing. i was turned-on not just by the idea of sucking a cock or taking a cock up my ass, but at the thought that by doing so someone would know i was a faggot and i wouldn't be able to deny it. i actually wanted to everyone to know i was faggot... But i had no idea of how to go about it especially with having no friends. Then Butch moved in across the street.
    Butch was a loner like me, though for different reasons... he was a lean, blond kid 2 years older than me, a worldly 16 years, with a knack for causing trouble. He had a perpetual sneer, walked with a swagger and didn't seem have a care in the world. We became 'friends', of a sort... it was more a Dominant/submissive relationship, with him telling me what to do, like making me clean his room while he smoked pot, or taking any money i had whenever he wanted. He had a mean streak, would get anger with me and more than once had punched me just because he felt like it. i put up with it because he was my only friend and because he protected me from the other kids abuse... one evil over the many, i guess. Within weeks we established out roles... i did whatever he said, took his abuse and never complained.
    One day he asked me if i was going to spend the night at his house and i said i wasn't sure i could. He responded by saying 'I was going to let you suck my dick tonight. If you don't come over you wont get to'. i laughed and asked 'What makes you think i want to?' and he said 'Maybe I will make you'. Laughing it off i went to class, secretly excited by the idea and unable to think of anything else all day. i knew he was joking but deep down i wished it was true. o had spent the night at his house before, his mom was a stripper at some dive bar and turned tricks, according to Butch, so she was always gone all night and never got home until noon, leaving us freedom to d what we wanted all night, like party and blast music.
    i showed up at his house later that night and we smoked some pot, then Butch produced a little baggy of white powdery stuff and weird little pipe. It was meth and he wanted me to smoke it with him. He taught me how to smoke it and we were soon pretty high. It wasn't like anything i had ever done and really knocked down any inhibitions i had. We had both stripped down to out boxer-briefs because it was a warm evening and the meth made us warmer, something we had done before so it was no big deal... plus it awarded me with a good view of his huge bulge. We were standing at his tallboy dresser, sharing a pipe while he made up lines for us to snort. i was taking a hit off the pipe when without thinking i said 'i thought you were going to make me suck your dick'... making a joke, sort of, because he called the pipe a 'glass dick' and he turned to me, with an odd look on his face and answered... 'What makes you think I'm not?'
    i didn't know how to respond, just stared at him while he casually turned back to snort a line, then handed me the straw. i did my line, gasping at the burning. As i set the straw down Butch stepped back and faced me. 'Get on your knees' He said flatly. not sure what he was saying i just stared, which seemed to anger him. 'I said get the fuck down on your knees!' and i saw he was deadly serious, so i slowly dropped to my knees, filled with nervous excitement. Looking down at me Butch reached down into his briefs and pulled out his huge cock.


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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 19

    When I was younger, about 14 or 15, I had a friend and let's call him William. William and I met in class and didn't talk much but I caught him staring at me quite a bit. After a while of not talking, we were assigned to do a project together.
    After doing that project, he gave me his number. We shared a lot of interests so we got along very well and became friends soon. We talked all day and night and I grew pretty fond of him.
    One day, my parents were throwing a party, and I'm very introverted so I told him I didn't want to be home. He invited me to his house and I mentioned it to my parents. They agreed. He was the perfect gentlemen and he had such a way with words that they had no choice but love him.
    We got to his house and started playing some games. We're both serious gamers. Afterwards, he put on a movie and we started to cuddle. We went from cuddling to making out then he got me topless and started licking and sucking my nipples. After that I gave him a hand job while he fingered me. That was my first ever sex-like experience.
    A few weeks later, I went to his house again. It was almost the same as the first time except this time I gave him a blow job. I let him cum in my mouth and I swallowed to please him.
    Him and I were friends with benefits for most of my freshman year of high school. After that year I moved to a different state and got my first real boyfriend and after a year of dating I gave him my virginity.

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  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Female / 37

    I grew up with wealthy grandparents and they had a driver who took me to school and picked me up.

    On one trip to school he decided that he needed to straighten out my clothes and he ran his hands all over me, rubbing my bottom, pulling up my skirt and adjusting my panties so they were nice and tight. When he left me off at school, he straightened my hair before letting me out of the car.

    After that I got a dress review every day and as part of my dress review he would make sure my panties were properly on and would touch me and rub his fingers between my legs to make sure my panties were not bunched up. My dress review was always at the same place, an abandoned gas station, and I would stand beside the car and hold on to his arms while made sure I was dressed to his liking.

    We did this every day before taking me to school, I was always quick to get out of the car, and wait for him to check on my clothes. One day, after he had spent a few minutes with my panties, he stopped and said he needed to urinate. Looking over his showlder to make sure no one was coming that way, he pulled his penis out of his pants and asked me to help him hold his penis while he urinated on the ground.

    The feelign of his penis in my hand made cross my legs back and forth, but I held his penis until he finished urinating. I became good friends with his penis and soon had his penis rubbing against my legs and against my crotch. Until one day, instead of getting out of the car, he asked me to come up front with him, and he helped me out of my panties and with his penis out of his pants, he pulled me up onto his lap and I slowly accomodated his penis until I was sitting on it all the way in me.

    We were close friends all through the days he took me to school. As time went on we started to go back to his home in the afternoon while I was supposedly in one or another after school activity.

    I can't say that any of this every hurt me in any way, quite the opposite, by the time I got the point of having a real boyfriend, and then a husband I was very comfortable with myself and sharing myself for the many forms of sex.

    I often think of my friend, I haven't seen or talked to him in ages, and I wonder if he is still alive.

    #23422 — Comments (0) — Apr 8, 2015 at 6:43 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 30

    when i was 11 and 12 years old .i would stay at my cousin and her husbands place .it was a small town with not much to do.I would stay with them once in a while.when i would sleep over i would sleep in the same bed with my older married cousin she was about 25 he would sleep in the living room when i would stay over.and he would go to work early so things started to happen.we would at first rub each other play with each other then after a time.we went on to going down on each other.I really enjoyed it as she did also.I am married now and have kids but i wonder if this has happened to any other women when they were young ?and oh so horny.I still have bi thought's and this is a very kinky and fond memory.

    #23407 — Comments (0) — Apr 7, 2015 at 2:05 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — When I Was a Kid —
    Straight Female / 29

    This is true. I was a very shy child growing up. My parents were worse than 7th Day Adventists when it came to matters of the flesh.

    One day when we were walking home from school, the boy that walked home with me started to talk about sex. I had never talked about sex with anyone, not even another girl. He saw how uncomfortable I was so he started describing what people do, and what he had supposedly seen his parents do. He asked me if I had ever seen a boy, if I had ever shown myself to a boy, if I had ever masturbated. To all his questions I answered no.

    When we got to his house, he told me to go with him, and we went into the detached garage, and he showed me his penis. And he demanded that I let him see me. I ended up laying back on this cabinet and him spreading my legs apart to see under my dress. I just let him pop my legs open, like a store bought chicken. He stared at me, and grabbed my underpants and slowly pulled them down, as they came down over my knees I had to close my legs, and as soon as they were off, he opened my legs again.

    I got this weird feeling, weird but in a very strange and pleasurable way. I let him look at me as long as he wanted, after a rather long moment, we decided that I better get on home.

    That was the beginning of my awakening, and many times I have used that to just mesmerize my guy friend, to just lay there with my legs popped open. It never fails to get me totally in the mood, and if I am not mistaken it helps to get my guy friend in the mood too. There is something both uncomfortable and pleasurable to have a guy stare at you down there.

    #23380 — Comments (0) — Apr 5, 2015 at 8:32 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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