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  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 47

    This is not really about me so much but about a foster mom named Vivian who I lived with for a little over 2 years back in 1986 until April 1988. I was 15 and was placed with her and her husband Paul by DHS and a church group. There were 3 other kids there at the time, 1 girl Anna who was 8 and 2 boys Julio who was 10 and Larry who was 11. Vivian was like a demon and seemed to hate the boys were as with Anna and I seemed to be much more kind. Paul was rarely home during the week and worked long hours but was a nice man. Anna and I shared a bedroom and were afforded privacy and respect by both Vivian and Paul. The boys were treated well by Paul but Vivian continually harassed them and caused them constant humiliation over the time I lived there. When I think back it was like she had no respect for them and intentionally belittled and put them in embarrassing situations in front of me and Anna. When the boys got home from school each day they were always forced to undress and remain in their underwear. Anna and I were allowed to change clothes in our room. The boys were made to undress right in the living room.


    I was only there a couple weeks when Vivian would call me into the bathroom or the boys room where I would see them naked. It didn't occur to me right away but I soon realized Vivian did this intentionally to embarrass them. She actually began having me supervise them getting a bath having me tell them to disrobe. She never told me to stay in the bathroom with them but I took it as an opportunity to see these boys naked. It was obvious how humiliating it was for them and at times I saw both of them crying about it. When I left there and got older I felt ashamed about it, but at the time I was just a teenager with the free pass to see boys naked. I think Larry was more embarrassed than Julio at first but as the got a little older they both began to hate me as much as they did Vivian. It wasn't every night but at least a couple times a week Vivian had me direct to boys to get their baths. There was no shower in the house but only a bathtub. I would go up to their room and one at a time take them in for their bath. They would try to cover themselves but once I filled the tub they had to climb in exposing themselves to both me and Vivian and often Anna would be there. As they washed themselves I would just stand there watching them and most of the time they wouldn't even look at me keeping their head down in shame and embarrassment.


    Both boys began getting pubic hair after awhile and I think the older they got the more humiliated they became. They often complained to Vivian but she always told them she couldn't trust them to be unsupervised. Until I left there they still had to undress in the living room after school and they seemed to be in their underwear most of the time. Even that became embarrassing to them. When I left Vivian and Paul Larry was 13 and I had just seen him naked two nights before that. There were a few times I saw Larry with an erection but it seldom happened in front of me. There were four times I remember complete humiliation of these boys once with Julio but 3 times with Larry. I actually witnessed Julio getting an enema once but I watched and helped as Vivian gave an enema to Larry three times over those years. Both were in tears as it went on and I'm sure the embarrassment was unbearable for them. Anna never supervised the boys but often saw them naked and I don't know what ever happened to any of them. At the time I shamefully admit I enjoyed seeing those boys naked. The older I get I understand how cruel Vivian was by letting Anna and I see them naked so often, especially me. Vivian caused them so much humiliation just by the way she treated them and her husband had to know what she was like. He was always kind to everybody but let her run the house.

    #42587 — Comments (0) — Dec 13, 2018 at 10:07 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 55

    My name is Hattie. I am 82 and I am still very interested in sexual expression. Today I mostly read and write about it. I like to think that even at my age I can enjoy the attention of a man. For sure, when I need to be serviced by a virile man I pay and I pay well. None of this bing bang and they are on their way. I want to enjoy it, I enjoy a hard penis more now than I did when I was young and a young man with a hard penis well what is better than that.

    But let's go back, it was the later forties right after the war. My family was in manufacturing and our plant had been busy all during the war and my father was quite well off. I was sent to this camp for young ladies where we were supposed to learn all about being a lady, no one in my social circle cooked or cleaned we had maids for that. No we had to learn how to dress, how to dance, how to be nice, conversation skills. It was called a finishing school and all the girls were like me, rich girls from Connecticut because we lived in Connecticut. That's where I first talked about sex with another girl. She told me that she had sex with the boy who helped with the landscaping. She told me about his hard penis and what it felt like to have a hard penis open your tender pussy and fuck you. She said it to me like this, "he fucks me and it feels good".

    I spent my days there talking to her about his hard penis and how he put it in her mouth and how he put it in her pussy and how she had to get down on the floor and worship him. She described his penis in words and she made sounds and she used her hands and she showed me how his penis fit in her mouth. She showed me how his penis would go into my pussy, she put her fingers in my pussy and it felt good. When I got back home, all of my fourteen year old body was crying for a hard penis.

    His penis was hard, I held it and it was hard. I put it in my mouth and it was hard. And he put it in my tender pussy and it was hard. His penis was hard and I fell in love with his penis. He was the bookkeeper that came to the house to bring my father the books. I didn't think about how old he was, he was certainly not fourteen and had worked for my father during the war. What I remember most is that he had a hard penis and I wanted his hard penis in my pussy, I liked being fucked it felt good. And we got caught by the upstairs maid, I liked to open my legs far apart and bend over and touch the floor with my open hands and he would stick his hard penis in my pussy and fuck me. That felt good. I was very limber then. The upstairs maid had been sent to get me because I was supposed to go see my grandmother and she caught the bookkeeper fucking me in my room.

    The year was 1949. The choices were few. He married me or he married me, never mind that I was fourteen years old. Never mind that he was thirty five. The only thing that mattered to me was that he had a hard penis, after he married me I made him fuck me morning afternoon and night. The doctor said I suffered from promiscuity. He was my first husband and he is the father of my two children. After I had my two with him I didn't have children again, I wish I had but in those days once you had your family that was it. My children were born before I was twenty, they are grandparents in their own right now and both of them are stuck up prudes who don't want me to talk to my granddaughters because they are afraid I am going to tell them to go out and fuck.

    I married two more times, both real gentlemen but I had to be pleased on the side and it was this pleasing on the side that caused me to get divorced. I just like a hard penis as the doctor said I am promiscuous. According to my sources ladies aren't supposed to like a hard penis because it gets you in trouble. To hell with them. I paid then, I kept the young men, one was the tennis pro at the club, another was a Wall Street broker and another was a waiter at the Astoria. They all had one thing in common, they had a hard penis. My pussy isn't so tender any more but it is tender enough to enjoy a hard penis. Now I pay for it outright, pay for the service. They take their pills and they can be hard for hours, the harder they are the more I like it. I remember by roommate from finishing school, down on the floor looking up at a hard penis to worship, that is the only true way to worship a hard penis.

    #42564 — Comments (2) — Dec 11, 2018 at 12:12 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 49

    My husband cheated on me three weeks after we got married. I can't list the number of women he has slept with. How does a man convince these women to sleep with him? I am talking about professional coworkers, friends of mine, two neighbors, my cousin, not to mention women he meets on planes, hotels, conferences.

    I have a college era friend, she is divorced. She came to a dinner I was hosting when she came in the house he said hello to her kissed her on the mouth, held her tightly in his arms, she was flush when he released her. He paid attention to her all night, hugged her and kissed her, she was putty in his arms, in my kitchen with me standing there. He has this effect on women, girls, teens, I've seen a fifteen year old niece stare into his eyes and let herself be kissed, sit in the easy chair with him, hug him and lost in his eyes.

    I gave up a long time ago, women just melt and give in to him. At a concert he was talking to a woman he met in line and he asked her if they were real, she held her breasts up and asked him to feel, in the lobby of the theater. I was awakened by him for sex, asking me to help him seduce a new young coworker. I won't help him and three weeks later he brought her to our house and she had sex with him. When I came home she was still there and he showed her off to me, such a pretty young woman with a fifty year old man.

    I can't change him and don't try. I took the young woman into the kitchen with me and talked to her about her home life and family. She stayed for dinner and I drove her home after dinner. No shame, no guilt, just overwhelmed by him. I have seen it so often, felt it since I met him, I know the feeling so I mothered her little and reminded her she was sleeping with a married man older than her father. Sheepishness yes, but shame no. She longs to be with him, she is going to be around for a long time, he wanted me to meet her and accept het so I patted her hand and waited until she walked into her apartment and drove back home and told him not to hurt her. This girl is solid gold.

    #42524 — Comments (4) — Dec 7, 2018 at 6:31 PM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 46

    This is difficult to admit and so disgraceful I couldn't possibly tell anyone how I have existed for the last 4 years. I've been divorced for 6 years and have 2 grown children and so far 2 grandchildren who I visit and see almost every weekend. They and all my friends think I am just a wonderful, loving and moral women with no conception of how I live during the week. My x husband left me a house and substantial amount of alimony since he owns 5 gas stations. Money was never an issue in our marriage but he continuously had affairs with as many as 4 women over the years. He admitted to that many but I believe there were even more and as much as I wanted the sex with him it diminished as time went on. While still married to him I masturbated often and began watching porn. I became fixated on male genitals and spent hours searching the internet showing male genitals. I would masturbate while watching them and loved watching videos of men getting hand jobs from women seeing them ejaculate. There were times I imitated what I had watched on my bastard husband and perform oral sex and jerk him off. I suppose I did it to win back his affection which never happened.


    Once he moved out my masturbation became a daily habit and I continued watching the porn almost everyday. I tried getting picked up in bars and nightclubs but my age and my appearance didn't interest any men I cared to be with. Then 5 years ago I met Amy and let her rent a room in my house. I didn't know she was gay at the time and within a month or so we began satisfying each other sexually. She was very attentive with me and I had never participated in sex with another women before. As time went on I was fully open with her and told her of my fascination with male genitals. It wasn't that I didn't appreciate the sex we had together but the fact I wasn't close to being totally gay. I tried to explain to her how I didn't need sex with a man but did desire to play with them and jerk them off and perhaps give them oral sex. Without any hesitation Amy told me she could help. A few nights later her friend Manny showed up and I have to admit it was humiliating. She had told him of my obsession with male genitals and he was more than willing to accommodate me. He is only 43 years old but a handsome guy and Amy coaxed him on to expose himself to us. He and Amy grew up together and the more we talked Amy admitted to having sex with him years earlier before she came out as fully gay. That first night I will never forget because it not only satisfied me being able to jerk off Manny but as I gave him oral sex Amy masturbated me with a vibrator. Manny began coming to my house once a week from then on.


    After a few months Manny has brought me 3 more of his friends and for well over 3 years now I jerk off one or two of the them every week. It has progressed where I have had intercourse with all 4 men many times but am always interested in jerking them off and blowing them. Amy always participates but never has any contact with the guys. She does at times let them fondle her breasts but never lets them do anything else. It doesn't bother her that I do and I can't believe how uninhibited I have become with those guys seeing me have sex with Amy. I jerk them off sometimes while Amy is either giving me oral sex or satisfying me with a vibrator. Manny and one other guy have had anal sex with me at times and it boggles my mind how I have become so sexually involved at this stage of my life. I do keep myself in good shape but Amy and all the guys are a lot younger than me. All the years I was married I never cheated on my husband but now I have become a crazed sex addict. I go to church with my daughter, her husband and my granddaughter almost every Sunday. If they knew what a degenerate I have become they would probably disown me. During the week I have some type of sex every night either with Amy, one of the guys or both. Any type of morality I ever had is gone and I shamefully continue participating in the sex with them. Its incredible how fast I became bisexual since it never before entered my mind to have sex with any woman. As much as I am addicted to male genitals I am also extremely satisfied having sex with Amy.

    #42509 — Comments (2) — Dec 6, 2018 at 11:20 AM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 30

    I want to have an affair so bad, I know it's wrong but the idea of it turns me on, I can't help myself. I think I'm better than average looking... why doesn't a man ever hit on me?? I know women who are far less attractive than me that claim to be hit on all time....

    #42489 — Comments (6) — Dec 4, 2018 at 7:45 PM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 29

    My parents were into the social life and my little sister and I grew up with a nanny. She was nice and all and I have relatively nice memories of her. Today that I am older I am pretty sure she is a lesbian but not one that got out, but she doesn't work for us anymore and growing up that never came up. I wonder if my mother figured out that she left two little girls with a lesbian?

    In any event, I got screwed when I was thirteen. It was uninvited, the man was a nobody who got on the elevator with me and took me off on another floor before I got up to our apartment. It wasn't anything romantic, he took me to the stairwell and screwed me in there. It wasn't even on my back, it was bent over the railing looking down the stairwell, I never saw his penis, I only felt it in me. He did finish because his stuff leaked down my leg.

    That was it, maybe three or five minutes. He let me go and went down the stairwell and I went into the building and back to the elevator and up to our apartment and sat on the toilet but nothing came out. I was into my period at that time, but not regular, but I guess it triggered my period because I had it two days later. I guess my period washed everything out of me. At that time I didn't use tampons only pads.

    But after that I never let my little sister go on the elevator alone. I went everywhere with her, not just to school. It got to be a thing, me and my sister. Dates came to our apartment but I didn't like to go out and I didn't like my little sister going out either. But we had to and when we went out I made sure that we were wearing a pad and I complained about cramps.

    Sure the day had to happen when my sister got screwed, but it wasn't until we were in college. At least she was older and she knew the guy. They went out but never got serious. I got screwed too, I won't say I didn't. The second time I invented all kind of things but in the end I lay back and let him screw me. I say let him because I didn't do anything, I just laid there while he did it.

    I experimented a bit with this girl when I worked on the school paper, we got to second base but somehow I knew that I was never going to go down that road. I resigned myself to my fate and let a guy date me and let him screw me and I did the girlfriend thing, but I never loved him. I never fell in love, I just liked him.

    Later when I was older, I was 27 and this guy came along and he lorded it over me and told me what to do and how to do it and complained that I didn't pay attention to him, he grabbed me and screwed me and ordered me around, and he told everyone that I was wife material, and told my father that I was wife material, before ever speaking to me about it, and I found out that I was going to get married. I really don't remember him asking, but he says he did and I didn't say no.

    After I got married he screwed me all the time. One day he grabbed me while I was in the kitchen emptying the dishwasher, he pushed me around, got my pants down and screwed me over the island in the kitchen. That was my first orgasm, very first. I was 28 years old before I had an orgasm. I never told him about when I was thirteen, he doesn't know. But what he does know is that when he forces me I get hot and sometimes I have an orgasm.
    He just doesn't like doing that, it is not in his nature. So all in all I may have had five orgasms in my life.

    My little sister says she has them all the time, not always with her husband, she can give herself an orgasm. I can't.

    #42481 — Comments (1) — Dec 4, 2018 at 11:14 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 46

    I went to the State fair with a guy, he put his arm around my shoulder, held me. We got back to my house and he passed out. I got worried and called an ambulance, he had an allergic reaction from some of the food. After he was released I drove him to his place. Somehow I stuck to him, he took me to a museum. Later I found out some chick artist was supposed to be there but she didn't show.

    He drove slow and was never in a hurry. He liked home cooking and staying home. I had fallen in love so I stayed home with him. One afternoon I was doing some straightening up and I moved his wallet and couldn't resist so I went through it. He had an American Express and a hundred dollars, and he had this piece of paper with the artist chick's name and number. I felt real hurt.

    Whenever we went out he paid, mostly nice places but not over the top. He took me to Vegas, no gambling, a magician show, to this chapel. He had a ring, a nice ring, he never asked just sign here and say yes and go to the room and be the wife. Back home he said he wanted a bigger place, a nice place. We bought a house near SMU, well he bought a house for me. After a couple of months he suggested I quit work at the hotel, he didn't like the hours. I got a job at an oil company working regular hours.

    Everything was so normal, living in the city, until the artist chick showed up. An old flame, but he was over her. She needed money so he gave her money, a whole lot of money. He told her we were married so this was the last time. His name didn't get my attention until after the artist chick came for money. His name was on a building downtown.

    I walked out of a job at a hotel working as a cashier and moved to Highland Park. He loved me too, he still does, we have been married forty years.

    #42476 — Comments (2) — Dec 3, 2018 at 4:19 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 27

    The true fact is for me the man has to be in charge of me. Maybe I have unresolved daddy issues, but either you are my daddy and take care of me or I am not interested. I love being your little girl, your favorite little girl. I will cook, clean, no problem. To me that's how you know I love you. I need you to demand from me, I love being walked around, told what to do, where to go. I don't ask permission just because I am your baby but because you are my daddy and you know best.

    My daddy makes me want babies, when my daddy found me I could feel he would make me a mommy. On the first day. My daddy is like no other, no man is his equal. My baby fever is not diminished because I am a mommy, I want more. My daddy is best. I am his baby girl, I feel it every single day.

    #42467 — Comments (5) — Dec 2, 2018 at 4:05 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
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    Lesbian Female / 35

    I am an only child and I suppose I grew up pretty spoiled. I did well in school and was accepted to Columbia for college. In college I met Gracie and we became roommates. I am 35 and so is she. We have never had intercourse, we are both Gold Star lesbians. We are not particularly sexual, mostly we enjoy each other's company. We have two rooms but sometimes we sleep together. To me she has very nice breasts and I like seeing them and having her bend over me so that I can softly lick her nipples. My breasts are small and close to my chest so I can't do the same for her and when she sucks on my nipples I grab her head and don't leg go. I should say that when she sucks my nipples I go wet in a second and I want her to eat me. We are different in how we respond. I think she is pretty, I am definitely more plain that she is and I am confused as being the one with the pants in the house, but I am much more submissive to her than she is to me.

    We got married three years ago, we eloped, it is no one else's business. When we did we had a Gold Star tattooed on our breast to remind us that we are not to be touched by man. We are not man haters, not even close, it is just that we do not want our vaginas close to a penis. It is that simple, it is our promise to each other. Ha, ha but we did go on a vacation to Iceland and we went to the penis museum, we could not find a vagina museum.

    To me a woman's sex is much more interesting, go figure. A penis is just not that interesting. We are in a bit of a moment of maturity. We told my mother on her birthday that we were going to have a child each, no penis involved, but from the same sperm. The woman we are going to for insemination expects us both to have healthy pregnancies. It is strange to think of our sexual organs being used to make a baby, but I guess that must be so for all women. I have been fantasizing of where I should breast feed. I have a nice chair in our living room and it looks out on a pond in the back, it is a community pond but I don't think people can see in. I do wish I had bigger breasts for the baby, I know breast size has nothing to do with milk, but to me a baby on a nice big breast looks so nice. I guess I will have to content myself watching Gracie breast feed.

    Now that we are going down the family highway we are going to join names and have one surname. We flipped a coin and she is going to take my family name, the lawyers are fixing the application paperwork. We find it strange that we are choosing a surname, we are not part of a man's house, but the babies will need a surname so we will use my father's name. We will also have to make room for us to live in one bedroom going forward, the other bedroom will be for the babies. We have been together since we were in college and we are just now agreeing to share a room permanently.

    Life has been good to us, we have good jobs but not high paying jobs and we are still on Mom and Dad's payroll for most of our things, including our home which we got when we turned 30. I guess that is why we want to have children, I am an only child, if I don't have a child my mother's line dies out. As a good lesbian I think I should at least extend the female side of the family. My father's brothers all have grandchildren. Of course Gracie is doing the same although her sister has children.

    It is funny, we found this Magazine Modern Living, it doesn't have anything about two lesbians conceiving children without a penis. I can't help it, I still think it is a bit strange to get pregnant and not use a penis, think of all those babies born to lesbians a hundred years ago. I know that some people believe that they hated getting pregnant but if they are like me, the looked forward to it. I am very excited, I can't wait to meet our babies. Must be hormones, but I will take it.

    #42463 — Comments (0) — Dec 2, 2018 at 9:04 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 33

    I spent ten plus years in a lesbian relationship. I got abused by a man I did some work for. After the day I gave into him and let him use me for sex my LT partner left me. I then turned all of my attention on him.

    I don't know if I lied to myself when I lived with my woman partner or I am lying to myself now giving myself to a man.

    I recognize I am a pleaser, particularly to the power person in my life, first with her and now with him. I am good at being the wife in the relationship, something he really likes about me.

    #42459 — Comments (0) — Dec 1, 2018 at 8:08 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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