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Ladies, this is the place for your own special brand of confession. Did you sleep with your best friend's boyfriend? Did your Aunt Flo visit unexpectedly while you were wearing white pants? Did your boyfriend lose a condom inside you? Did the padding in your bra fall out?

The things you can confess here might fall into other sections, too - but here you have your own place to post. Men, feel free to read and reply, but please, let the ladies do all the posting.

After all, this section is for ... Women Only.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Male / 24

    One of my friend posted her mother's photo on her instagram story her they both look similar but what I noticed is there was a necklace in her mothers neck and her eyes with dark circles like she cried and someone gifted her that necklace like her husband offcourse but I have a gut feeling that now in today's situation domestic violence is increasing. And my gut feeling told me that it's the same case. Her husband must have abused her or somethin then he gifted her that costly necklace and in this situation of lockdown.. what bis your opinion? Please tell me

    #45873 — Comments (0) — May 28, 2020 at 12:35 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 39

    I met this man at the studio where I work. He came in looking for a piece for his office. We talked and had an hour long conversation. When he came back to pick up the piece he invited me to get a glass of wine next door. After a glass if wine we went to dinner close by and he invited me to his house. When he opened the door to let me in he said 'welcome to your master's house'.

    It stuck in my mind, I got very uncomfortable, he gave me the tour. He served a glass of wine and asked me 'how I liked it'. Right then I was sure I wanted to leave, I feigned a headache coming on, he brushed aside rubbing my neck. He suggested the hot tub, in our birthday suit. He went out on the deck and turned it on, came back in and took his clothes off, standing only with a towel on his arm he said, told me, 'let's see what you've got, come join your master'.

    I had butterflies in my stomach, not from excitement, from apprehension but I did what he asked, I stripped and stood in the nude for him, I felt terribly self conscious as he sized me up. The hot tub was hot, hotter than I liked, we talked about everything and nothing, we finished our wine and he suggested an ice cold shower. From his bathroom after the cold shower, dried off with these large towels, he went to the bed and turned it down and he told me to get on and crouch close to the edge of the bed.

    His hand was hot, the oil was hot, he rubbed the oil all over my back, up and down the outside of my thighs, he rubbed my neck, then he rubbed his hands together and told me relax and his hand ran up between my legs, the lube was warm, his fingers opening me, getting me ready, he told me to pitch forward and he ran his penis deep into me, it hit me in a way that set me off. He held my head down and pumped in and out until his switch went off and he unloaded himself in me. He then wrapped me in a fresh big towel.

    After putting on his boxers, checking the house, turning off the lights he returned to the room and getting into bed he told me that it was time to snuggle up to 'my master'. Sleep came quickly, in the morning he had coffee ready, and he fixed an omelette. After dressing he offered to take me home. At the door to my apartment he held my face in his hand, I kissed his hand.

    We have gone out many times, when I am with him I find myself in a different dimension, when he asks me if I like to please 'my master' I say yes, I really do.

    #45868 — Comments (0) — May 28, 2020 at 7:31 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 32

    I graduated from high school without having a romantic relationship. During the summer before college I worked at the mall in a shoe store where I met a girl who was a gym rat. She was fit, and she was proud of it. Arms, thighs, belly, even her neck was hard. Beneath her body was a very pretty girl, eyes, lips, hips and boobs. I noticed these things and had a dream of her kissing me. I was crushed on her and totally stupid about it. I invited her to my house to swim on our day off, when she undressed completely in front of me to put on her bathing suit I was shocked, she turned to me, faced me naked, she held her arms out and asked if it is what I wanted, her totally naked.

    She took my clothes off until I was totally naked, pushed me onto my bed and climbed on top of me and kissed me as her hand went in between my legs and stuck a finger into me. It wasn't making love it was out right sex. I fell in love. Deep love. My first girlfriend. And we had sex the rest of the summer. I went to college in the fall, she did not go to college. We stayed together for two years until we just went our separate ways.

    My next sexual relationship was with a professor, a divorced middle aged man. There was sex but there was much more. After graduation I took a job for a large company where I got into a relationship with an older man. When I turned twenty six I was deeply involved with him, sex was good but the rest was better. Today I live with a fifty year old man, I am not his wife, more of his love companion. From time to time I think of my summer fling before college, I have never again had those types if feelings again, but I love the memories.

    #45834 — Comments (0) — May 26, 2020 at 7:37 AM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 19

    My boyfriend came in me not too long ago and I just found out Iâm pregnant! Definitely wasnât expecting this at all. Have yet to tell him. Only have told my mom so far and sheâs definitely surprised by it too. I told her we werenât even trying to get pregnant, Iâm on birth control. We just stopped using a condom a few months ago.

    #45814 — Comments (0) — May 24, 2020 at 10:41 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 26

    Growing up is hard to do, that's what my mother told me. I had lots of hangups, school grades, friends, authority. I almost got out of college unattached and unsexed. My senior graduating semester started off good, by the middle of the semester I was tied down to a guy who had gotten to me at a party. He wanted a servant wife and he found that in me.

    I went home after graduation. I did not keep my mouth shut, for the first time in my life I had a guy, I told my mother that we had sex. When he called and told me he had found an apartment and he he told me I needed to get there and set up house, look for a job and be with him I had two choices, obey or disobey. No matter how I thought about it I just could not disobey, my mother told me to call my man and tell him that marriage was the way to get a woman to live with him. I went, I didn't call.

    I didn't complain about the apartment, I made it work. But I told him that an apartment wasn't a place for children. A year later I was pregnant in a rent house with a yard. Twenty three and I was now an all around woman, about to be a mother, nested in my house. Whether it was me or him I had set the pattern and found my calling and it was not a job.

    I got married, but that was to please my parents.

    #45762 — Comments (0) — May 19, 2020 at 8:27 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 25

    In high school, college I was accused of having Daddy Issues, I have always been attracted to older fatherly men, in college I was always chasing professors. When I went to work after college the VP who we reported to, needed a baby girl to love and look after, and I was ready to be his baby girl. I don't get why people are negative about this, I like being his baby girl and he likes being my Daddy. Keep in mind that sex is just a part if it, being with him is what is what is important.

    I do love him and he loves me, he needs to love his baby girl and I need to love my Daddy, what we don't need is people thinking this is some perverted relationship. Quite the contrary to what I am accused of, no one is taking advantage of anyone, quite the opposite at best we should be accused of giving too much.

    #45746 — Comments (1) — May 17, 2020 at 4:22 PM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 47

    In the sixth grade my girl scout troop joined the boy scouts on a wilderness hike. We got separated from the Boys and we continues not knowing where we were or where we were going. I stopped to tie my shoes and rest, when I looked up I couldn't see my troop. I started walking but went in the wrong direction and by nightfall I was totally lost. The sun went down, it got dark and cold and it started to snow. I yelled but no one heard me. The moon was already up when this older boy found me. He was a Venture Scout, he was very upset with me. By then the weather had gotten worse, it was snowing and it was cold, too cold for my afternoon jacket.

    He found a place, cleaned out the dead branches and packed leaves on the ground and told me we were going to sleep there. He asked if I had to go, he stood with his jacket in front of me so I could pull my pants down. Once we lay down he pulled me into his chest and wrapped his jacket around me. I was sleeping with a boy. During the night he touched my chest until he was able to cup my breasts, small as they were. He started kissing me, his tongue going in my mouth, his hand got my pants undone and his fingers went into my vagina, faster and faster he fingered me and kissed me. He got his pants open and poked my belly with his penis, then pushed his penis down until he was in my vagina and he was on top of me totally inside.

    He turned me around when he was done, helped me get my pants up again, got his pants up and his arms were completely around me ans we fell asleep. The next morning it was cold, windy but the snow had stopped. He took my hand and we started walking until we walked into a search party. He was recognized for finding me and protecting me. My parents thanked him, I was so lucky that he found me. I went along, I was in love with him, and whenever I could I had him hold me and feel me up. He did everything but have sex with me again.

    I had to wait until I went to college, even then I was too young for most everything. When he had sex with me he reminded me that he did because I was already his wife. When I did become his official wife people remembered how he found me and took care of me. No one was surprised that I had fallen for him, or that he took care if me.

    I take care of him right now, he needs me to nurse him back to health. For better or for worse, in sickness and in health. That's the way it has been since the night we spent together in the wilderness.

    #45744 — Comments (1) — May 17, 2020 at 1:42 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 47

    In the sixth grade my girl scout troop joined the boy scouts on a wilderness hike. We got separated from the Boys and we continues not knowing where we were or where we were going. I stopped to tie my shoes and rest, when I looked up I couldn't see my troop. I started walking but went in the wrong direction and by nightfall I was totally lost. The sun went down, it got dark and cold and it started to snow. I yelled but no one heard me. The moon was already up when this older boy found me. He was a Venture Scout, he was very upset with me. By then the weather had gotten worse, it was snowing and it was cold, too cold for my afternoon jacket.

    He found a place, cleaned out the dead branches and packed leaves on the ground and told me we were going to sleep there. He asked if I had to go, he stood with his jacket in front of me so I could pull my pants down. Once we lay down he pulled me into his chest and wrapped his jacket around me. I was sleeping with a boy. During the night he touched my chest until he was able to cup my breasts, small as they were. He started kissing me, his tongue going in my mouth, his hand got my pants undone and his fingers went into my vagina, faster and faster he fingered me and kissed me. He got his pants open and poked my belly with his penis, then pushed his penis down until he was in my vagina and he was on top of me totally inside.

    He turned me around when he was done, helped me get my pants up again, got his pants up and his arms were completely around me ans we fell asleep. The next morning it was cold, windy but the snow had stopped. He took my hand and we started walking until we walked into a search party. He was recognized for finding me and protecting me. My parents thanked him, I was so lucky that he found me. I went along, I was in love with him, and whenever I could I had him hold me and feel me up. He did everything but have sex with me again.

    I had to wait until I went to college, even then I was too young for most everything. When he had sex with me he reminded me that he did because I was already his wife. When I did become his official wife people remembered how he found me and took care of me. No one was surprised that I had fallen for him, or that he took care if me.

    I take care of him right now, he needs me to nurse him back to health. For better or for worse, in sickness and in health. That's the way it has been since the night we spent together in the wilderness.

    #45743 — Comments (0) — May 17, 2020 at 1:42 PM — That's Juicy! (11) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 28

    My boss changed jobs and left me behind. I worked for him for five years.

    After a couple of months he called me and we went to lunch. Among the other conversations he dropped in the conversation that I had great tits and he bet I could get wet fast. He said point blank, "Let's cut to the chase, I want your c**t, I want to fuck the shit out of you, I want you crawling around asking for cock".

    I did not say anything, just looked at him, when I spoke all I said was "Really, that's what you think of me?" He put me on the spot, "your place or mine". Knowing I was getting fucked I chose my place so went to my apartment, fortunately my roommate was out, he went straight for my 'c**t', fucked me and left me on my back. After a long silence I told him that I wanted a diamond, a fucking rock, I wasn't going to wear some promise ring, I wanted a fucking rock.

    The ring I got is a rock, not as big as I wanted but big enough, he went for quality, dropped twenty grand on it. as to my 'c**t', he bought it, the rock came with papers. Why I had to wait five years to get fucked, five years to get a ring, five years to get my marriage papers, that's what he can't explain.

    #45718 — Comments (1) — May 15, 2020 at 12:35 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove It.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 46

    56 and horny as hell. I am over menopause hot flashes, but I am now horny all the time. I am a California girl, grew up near Laguna Beach, but not an owner, my mother worked in a company as a clerk, we lived in an apartment. But that was long ago, forty years ago. When I was nineteen I married a sailor after his discharge and ended up living in Louisiana because he worked offshore. After Katrina we moved to Houston and got divorced, I was fifty.

    I work for a commercial insurance company, I am now still California, just heavier with fairly big tits. For the last four years a client, a man in his fifties, has taken care of me. His wife went dry so he came around to fuck me, and I like getting fucked, I kept lube around and lubed up before we fucked, I love blowjobs to get him hard, and I love my tits when he strips off my shirt to get his hands on them.

    Right now he can't come over, he is home with his wife, when he calls me he is frustrated, she is dry as a bone and won't do anything about it, he talks to me telling me how he wants to fuck me, to grab my tits, to shove his cock in my mouth and up my c**t. He knows he is teasing me, tells me to use alligator clips on my tits, grab my fake cock and shove it deep, but no man means it is all not the right kind of fun.

    I am a California girl, I need a hot cock, not a plastic one. I want him now, every hour of the day, I need to get fucked. California girls know what I am talking about, I am not Southern Baptist happy to go dry and shrink my pussy shut.

    #45713 — Comments (0) — May 15, 2020 at 7:53 AM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove It.
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