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  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 34

    I married my college boyfriend right after college and we had two kids, boys. One day last year he tells me he doesn't feel well so he is going to stay home from work. I get home after work and he is gone, he left a note telling me that the kids were at our friend's house, he wanted a divorce and he was moving on. Recovery has been difficult, I could not stay in our house, the settlement is to split the bills we didn't have any savings to speak of or equity in the house. I am supposed to get child support but he quit his job and is working free lance and who knows if he is even working.

    I moved into a small rental house and across the street from me lives a retired college professor. He is wicked and he won't leave me alone. He is always on his best behavior when my kids are around but when they aren't he is wicked and wants to fuck me, he always wants to fuck me. I let him once because I was not strong and couldn't stay away and now he is over here all the time I can't keep his hands off of me and he won't stop calling me honey or baby or sweetheart or worse he sometimes call me his young wife, I am not married to him.

    He told my kids they can call him Grandpa, he tells me that Bill is only for formal occasions, he needs me to call him something personal, like I can call him honey, he wants me to introduce him to people as my boyfriend, he is anything but a boy and not a boyfriend, he is my neighbor who has a screw loose and can't keep his hands off of me. I work, I pick the kids up from the babysitter, I come home. As soon as I drive in he comes over, he wants to know what I am going to fix for dinner, he wants a kiss every single day I come home he expects a kiss. Once the boys are in bed he wants me to spend some quiet time with him, we don't make love on the couch because there is no door so I have to take him into my bedroom to make love so I can at least close the door.

    He brought me a little bag to keep at my house for him, his personal toiletries and clean socks and underwear in case he spends the night. I went from a husband who abused me and abandoned me with two kids to a man who wants a young wife and won't leave me alone. Moving in with him saves me rent and the boys don't change schools. But I give up my independence which I don't have anyway. Not moving in with him just seems so stupid, he is over here every day and I can't really ask him to go home in the middle of the night so the boys see him here just about every day now.

    He is my anchor and he wants to marry me and take care of me and I don't know why I am so scared.

    #42684 — Comments (5) — Dec 20, 2018 at 9:18 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 31

    The day my divorce was final my now ex-husband made me pregnant.

    #42668 — Comments (18) — Dec 18, 2018 at 8:44 PM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 28

    I worked with Mr. X. Mr. X was a nice man, like nice is nice. I was new to the job and he took a shine to me and I fell for it. He took me out to lunch one day and while we were talking he told me he wanted to get me something, something for me to remember him. I will cut straight to what he wanted, he wanted to buy me underpants. I won't say panties, he said underpants. I was twenty-four, not that I was new to life but I guess I was pretty naïve when it came to men. We were eating at this Chinese restaurant in the mall and he took me to Neiman Marcus to buy panties. He called a sales girl to help me, he had her hold up each and every pair and get her opinion as to whether those particular panties would accentuate my hips, because he said he wanted his baby to have the best and look real good for him. The lady, because she wasn't a sales girl, she never missed a beat, she just kept bringing panties to me, laying them across my hips, answering his questions as to whether she felt they would fit me right because she wanted me to wear panties that hugged me in the right places. During the whole scene, I want to say ordeal but it wasn't I was so wet, his hand patting my crotch from time to time, his conversations with the sales lady, her telling him that his baby was in good hands with her. We left with six pair, each personally selected by him. In the car he asked me to change while we sat in the parking garage, he wanted a little peak while I pulled my pants down to change, I got a full on kiss, he grabbed my boob but he asked if he could touch his pussy cat. He was very gentle, softly petting me as I sat half naked in the car telling me that he liked me and I was going to be a good girl and he wanted to make sure that I thought of him all day that's why he liked to buy his girls underpants.

    H is kisses weren't normal, not like anything I had ever experienced, and his hands weren't normal either, neither was his lovemaking, when he held my face in his hands after he had made love to me and asked me if I was going to be good baby all I could do was shake my head for him. I got all sorts of gifts, handbags, scarfs, earrings, dresses, shoes, bras, bracelets, all from Neiman's and for most he took me there to try them on first, to see if he liked me wearing what he bought me. Not in the office, but outside the office he patted my rear to show me he was pleased with me, I got lots of kisses and hugs and he made sure that the other women watching knew that I was his girl and not them. He really liked affection and I had to learn to give him affection, to softly touch his cheek, to hold his hand, to sit close to him, to listen to his words of wisdom, to lay my hand on his thigh, to lay my head on his chest or his shoulder. In bed, when he spent the night with me, he made love to me and after he made love to me he liked to lay on his back and let me give him affection.

    One Saturday afternoon I was alone at home and the door knocked and a woman was there. She introduced herself and she told me that she was his ex-wife and asked to come in. She was very nice and easy to talk to, she told me that he liked me a lot but she was there because she was worried about him and wanted me to know. He had been diagnosed with cancer and he would be having surgery to remove the tumor and there would be chemotherapy and other treatments and hopefully nothing had spread to the lungs. I am not very good with that type of information, I listened but my heart was racing a thousand miles an hour. She stayed a few minutes, left me her number and the information on the hospital, the surgery and asked that I be there and she would be there too.

    His surgery went well, but the cancer had spread to his lungs and despite all the treatments we lost him thirteen months later. It was strange but comforting that his ex-wife and I stood shoulder to shoulder during the internment, and that she held my hand. She has many gifts that he gave her over the years and she can't let them go. I can't either, I put them in a box because I can't wear them, the only thing I wear everyday is a small ring he bought me at an art fair. If I follow in his ex-wife's footsteps I am not going to have another relationship, right now I don't want one, I could not imagine myself in the arms of another man. I had him for a short while, just two years before he had his surgery, but his memories will be with me for the rest of my life.

    I hope this is not a downer, even if it sounds like one. But it isn't, I had the attention of a man for a while, attention like you can't even dream about. I was his girl, his baby, all his, every ounce of me and every breath I took was his, he just had a way, a crank maybe to some, but if you were me you would have loved every minute of it too.

    #42662 — Comments (0) — Dec 18, 2018 at 8:43 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 25

    I have been living with my boyfriend for three months we well into sex I will take it in any hole I don't mind,
    we talk dirty to each other before we have sex it gets us in the mood we suggest all kinds of disgusting things, he keeps telling me to wank his dog, he has a big dog I've seen its cock many times it frequently keeps trying to sniff between my legs, I do get a reaction that's when he says wank my dog off then laughs, I am wondering if he is serious does he really want me to, I know some women are into this, I am ashamed to say I am tempted, but what would he think of me afterwards, I really don't to know what to do and I do know, I know its a big ask would anybody like to comment,

    Mars

    #42660 — Comments (12) — Dec 18, 2018 at 5:48 AM — That's Juicy! (12) Remove This.
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    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 (2) — Dec 13, 2018 at 10:07 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 24

    In my social circle I am accused of being a sub, or worse that I am being used. I am 24 and I am with a man of the world, he has been to war, he killed enemy soldiers, he has been with women from far away, he knows how he wants his woman. My friends have never been with a real man, they have a fantasy in their mind, but a real man doesn't want some woman telling him what to do. A real man wants a woman to be a woman, not only in the bedroom but also in the house. If they don't learn how to be real women they are going to end up with some boy.

    #42583 — Comments (2) — Dec 13, 2018 at 8:27 AM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
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    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 (3) — Dec 11, 2018 at 12:12 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
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    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 (6) — Dec 7, 2018 at 6:31 PM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 28

    I have been living with my partners for two years, before we have sex we begin with dirty suggestions, that we do filthy disgusting sexual acts, there are no taboos about what we say, the talk is filthy and disgusting, but one thing he keeps repeatedly says is go and wank the dog off, we have a dog I've see his cock and it is big, does he really want me to do it or watch me wank the dog. am I the only one,

    Erica424

    #42519 — Comments (2) — Dec 7, 2018 at 10:52 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
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    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! (13) Remove This.
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