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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.

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  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 34

    Boy, I am going out and saying something I have only recently been doing. I am 34 and married and I have two kids. I am at stay at home mom and I live in a subdivision neighborhood with lots of other people our age. My husband is an engineer and he works normal hours. We eat dinner at six when he gets home. I water the yard, mow the yard and keep the house. He does the car thing, takes on the heavy duty stuff and generally sits back and I do the wash and the cooking. I love my life.

    But there is something that has surfaced. My neighbor two houses down is divorced. She worked part time for the school district, but stopped working due to budget cuts. She comes over a lot and we do things together when the kids are in school. On Wednesdays it is laundry day and she brings over her laundry and we spend the day doing laundry. She has nice size bras. I held one up against me and it was twice as big on me. She has nice size breasts. We played with her bras and she played with mine making fun of how small they were.

    She wore a tank top several weeks ago and she took off her bra to throw in the laundry. I was overwhelmed, her breasts are perfect, with nipples screaming at me through the fabric of her tank top. She saw how much I liked them and she sat beside me and let me touch them, she lifted her tank top and let me run my hands over her naked breasts, she had me kiss her nipples and she took my face into her breasts. She told me she never liked having a man touch her but she liked my hands because they were soft and my cheeks were soft. She took her tank top off and she took my top off and we ended up on the couch making out and eventually going down on each other.

    I had never done anything with a woman before. She told me that she had always liked women, and she didn't like her husband, she didn't like how rough he was with her and she missed having a girlfriend. She showed me very definitely that she liked going down on me. In spite of not being exactly inexperienced I had never reach orgasm from being eaten out, not before she got me to orgasm. She took time to show me how to go down on her. At first I was reluctant, it is not the easiest thing to do look at that thing and decide to put your mouth on it, but once you do you know why eating a girl is so good. Now I actually enjoy looking at her before I go down on her.

    We are having an affair. I am married and I am having an affair with my neighbor. It is hot and steamy, she brings over new ideas every time we get together. She ordered some sexual aids and we are experimenting with those. Why you need to feel that you have a penis in you when you are making out with a woman I don't know, but it feels real nice to have a penis size toy fucking you while you make out. A full vagina feels real good when you are hot. She wants to order a couple of larger ones, why not try king size?

    Oh well, I better stop.

    #41155 — Comments (7) — Aug 16, 2018 at 8:42 AM — That's Juicy! (21) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 31

    I'm not sure how to begin explaining this but as long as I can remember I have had a tendency, or should I say obsession, to expose myself. I think it took hold of me as young as 11 or 12 when I first began to develop. It wasn't so much that I was aroused by it at first but as time went on having a male see me naked or exposed in some ways not only aroused me but took me to habitual masturbation. My mother thought me as careless the way I didn't lock and in some cases close a door all the way. Not only had most of my brother's friends seen me naked but other family friends and neighbors, young and old. I was lectured many times by my mother about modesty but I just continued my immoral addiction. It just continued all through high school and I would take every opportunity to expose myself always pretending it was accidental if confronted by it. There were several times I was reprimanded by the school guidance counselor but it was rare any of the boys told about it. I not only did it at home and at school but in mall dressing rooms and the recreation center and anywhere possible. I never had sex until I was almost 20 and ended up getting married at 22. Within two years we separated and divorced and even though I continued exposing myself my husband never knew about it even though a couple of his friends had seen me nude on a few occasions. I have a good job with a large insurance company and still try as often as possible to expose myself somehow. The ultimate turn on for me is to be seen totally naked which was much more difficult to be successful at. I date occasionally but other than that rely on masturbation for my sexual relief. My interest in men seems only to exposing myself to them and sex with them to accomplish it. I do at times feel ashamed of myself but whatever it is to make me feel this way is like an addiction to me. At 28 I was able to afford buying a condominium next to the pool in the suburbs, which is now paradise for me. Grass cutting and maintenance men were my first spectators simply by leaving my sliding door uncovered or windows open. I know them all by name yet never let on that I know they have seen me naked many times over the last few years. There are two of those men who have watched me masturbate more times than I'm willing to admit. There is also a neighbor how owns the condo five door down from mine who is out back smoking most nights. He has see me naked more times than any of the others and has seen me masturbate many times. No one has ever mentioned this to me or complained to management about it. I have plenty of free time and home during the day often since my job is to make contact with a list of private agencies. I pretty much can make my own hours during the day and take advantage of it. At the pool one day the guy smoking and watching me at night introduced himself telling me he doesn't see me around much. I almost laughed since he comes right up to my bedroom and bathroom windows at night and sees me naked at least 3 or 4 nights a week. Fact is he has watched me masturbate dozens of times, seen me shower and shave my legs and pubes. Other than that I guess he don't see me around much. He never before came near me at the pool but has no trouble coming right up to my bathroom or bedroom windows at night. Everyday I open the windows at the bottom and pull the blinds up enough for anyone to see inside. My sliding door has a dr**e which is mostly half open except for when I go to bed. All these guys are well aware of that now and I am able to expose myself naked almost everyday or night with no repercussions. I am careful and continually look at who is outside first before exposing myself. It does me no good to have a female see me nude and perhaps cause trouble for me. I don't know for sure how many other men have seen me but know its quite a few. The groundskeepers are the ones who see me the most and they seem to spend a lot more time caring for my property than to others. Its such an obsession that just recalling all the males that have seen me naked over all these years excites me. I know I'm not normal and except maybe for girls that are strippers don't know why I have this compulsion. I often wonder if other woman do this and how they react to it getting as aroused as I do. I masturbate so much I even wonder if that is normal for someone my age. It seems I'm never satisfied and years ago began using vibrators and other stimulating sex toys. When I know one of those men are watching me masturbate I somehow have several orgasms knowing I am so exposed to them. There seems to be no end to it and as many that have seen me naked I am always hoping some new guy sees me.

    #41141 — Comments (4) — Aug 14, 2018 at 2:10 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 27

    Struggling as a server at PF Chang's a customer offered me a gig serving at a corporate function. The pay was double I ever made in my regular job. I went to see the secretary, she told me when and where, she asked that I dress conservative black pants and white shirt, my hair up in a bun or pony tail.

    Everything went well, I got my check I went home and cried. How unfair is it? I work myself to death serving at my regular job, and make a little more than minimum wage. At the company function everyone was so nice, so polite, they were more worried about me, the lady secretary told me she would give my name to other secretaries in the company, but they didn't have that many functions like that.

    Why cant I have a job in a company like that?

    #41140 — Comments (1) — Aug 14, 2018 at 12:38 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 39

    I am 39, divorced and seem to be hornier than ever. My neighbor is a nice man, also divorced (we live in an apartment complex). He slipped and twisted his ankle and was in a boot for several weeks. Getting up and down the steps was difficult for him, and I felt a need to baby him. I told him that I would take care of him while he was unable to get around. I love doing laundry, a thing left over growing up and I like to cook. I have always been boy crazy and I love to suck cock.

    I went over to his apartment and I brought him a home cooked meal. We had dinner and I cleaned up. While I was there I put the laundry on, set him up on the couch with a pillow under his ankle and with the clothes in the dryer I went and got on the floor in front of him and sucked his cock. He was a bit overanxious and he spat his stuff almost immediately. I cleaned him up and sucked his soft cock gently. I told him I had a pussy that liked cock and I did anal if that is what he liked. I was easy on all fronts.

    He liked having his cock sucked. With his ankle he had trouble getting around, fucking meant that he had to come around to the foot of the bed to get up between my legs. He did, he hobbled, but he liked having his cock sucked so I sucked his cock. He was cuming regularly so he was no longer shooting off early, I brought over my anal beads and introduced him to that. He had never had any thing stuck up his ass, men have a big problem with that, but once he got used to it he liked it, a long cock sucking session with anal beads seems to make men happy.

    The thing I find amazing is that the talk doesn't match the walk. Spreading for him is nice, but he wants to spread you. I like spreading, opening up, I think I have a nice pussy I have always had closed lips and I take care of my grooming. I know I am not seventeen anymore but I still have a nice pussy, when I get excited my pussy opens up from below close to my vagina. I am not shy, I have the pictures to prove it. I like getting fucked after spreading for him, letting him take in the view. When I am spread open I like to look at an erect penis. It really turns me on.

    But that is me, my neighbor was never treated to good sex by his exwife. She never gave him anal sex, she almost never sucked him, she was a plain sex woman, and not often at that. It took a lot of work to get my new lover to accept that a woman can want it, can chase it, can suck it, loves getting it in the back door, is dick hungry in her pussy, for the right man.

    I have a woman friend who teaches sex to frigid women. Most are housewives. Her first lesson is get it out there, get naked, spread your legs and let him look, get on your knees and suck his dick. Suck him, like your life depends on it, suck him and make him cum in your mouth. Take a shower with him, let him finger your asshole, get used to it, ask him to lick it, get on the bed and bend over and give him your asshole and ask him to fuck you. If you want great sex, you have to let him know you want great sex. And an ass fucking is great sex. I could teach the class.

    My neighbor got well and his ankle healed and he got around without help. But I still cooked for him and went over to do his laundry. A blowjob while the clothes are in the wash lets him know you are serious. Change his sheets, turn down the bed, spread your legs and invite him to suck your pussy. And let him suck your pussy, don't keep pushing him away, grab his head and pull it up into your pussy and when you orgasm, let it shake through your body. He can fuck you later. Like I said I could teach the class.

    #41137 — Comments (6) — Aug 14, 2018 at 9:50 AM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 30

    So I'm one who enjoys some good sex. At the same time, I also love it when I make guys cum quickly. In college, I made a guy pop one off just from him letting him grab my breasts while we made out. Granted, he'd never done anything like the such, but it turned me on to high heaven. It's such a rush feeling knowing I was partially the reason it happened. I know I shouldn't revel in this feeling since I know guys want to last long.

    I really haven't known any other guys to cum as quickly, but I am one to try and tease them into cumming quicker than usual. If not, then at least I get some decent sex out of it. A win/win?

    #41086 — Comments (1) — Aug 10, 2018 at 9:57 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Lesbian Female / 53

    Growing up I was indifferent to boys. I always had a super girlfriend. When I was going off to college my mother talked to me, it was one of those talks where you go into her room and she wants to talk about something she doesn't want to talk about. She told me that I would be meeting lots of guys in college, some would be nice guys but some would not be nice guys. I had to learn to pick them apart, falling into the hands of a guy who was only interested in what was up my skirt was going to lead to lots of pain.

    She gave me a pamphlet, how not to get pregnant. It had a couple of paragraphs on male reproduction and female reproduction. Nothing about sex. She had me read back to her the paragraphs on intercourse and semen and sperm and ovum and ovulation and menstruation. She asked me if I had been kissed. If I didn't want to tell her it was fine, but being kissed was the first step. The steps didn't have to be one right after the other, the boy would get me to kiss with him and then one day get me to let him get his hand under my skirt or under my shirt and then one day, he would push me over and he would push his penis into me. It was that easy, and then I would probably be pregnant. Kissing was fine, hands under my shirt maybe but a hand up under my skirt was not fine. There is a reason why girls wait until marriage, respect that.

    I got up and went to the door to leave and she called me back. She held my hands and looked at me and said that sometimes girls preferred to have girlfriends. Having a girlfriend was a blessing as we all knew, but sometimes the girlfriend was like a boyfriend. Some girls liked to kiss other girls, yes kiss them the same way boys kissed girls. Some girls even liked to put their hands up under your shirt. Some girls put their hands up your skirt. These things happened. She didn't know much about it but she had asked her doctor about it and her doctor had given her some ideas to talk about with me.

    She asked me again if I had been kissed. If a girl had touched my breast. If a girl had put her hand up under my skirt and felt me up. She wanted to know. To tell her now. Had I kissed a girl? Had I kissed Missy when we were in the seventh grade? Had we touched each other. Did we kiss? Did I let Missy touch me down there? What all did we do, to tell her because she didn't want to hear anything more from Missy's mother.

    I told my mother that Missy and I were friends.

    Missy was seventeen the day I went off to college. My parents took me, but the night before I snuck out of my room again, I went over to Missy's house and tapped on the garage door like always and she came out in her nightgown and we kissed so hard. Missy was crying, I told her I loved her and I would be back for her, but we had to be careful my mother was asking questions and her mother was telling my mother stuff. We kissed again and I went home and the next day I was driven off to college.

    Missy was my best friend, we saw each other during the holidays and during the summers until we were both done with college. During those college years, during those long summer breaks, we kissed, and we touched our breasts and we touched our thing down there and stuck our tongue in our mouths and we stuck our tongue down there. When she finished college we said we wanted to go live in the city. Missy and I remained best friends and have lived together for a very long time, long after our parents passed. We got married last year just because. Not really any other reason. We don't call ourselves wives, it really isn't a term that works. She is my lover, my friend, my girlfriend, my life partner.

    We bought burial plots side by side. We want to spend the rest of eternity together. Maybe in the next life we won't have to answer so many stupid questions.

    #41079 — Comments (0) — Aug 9, 2018 at 5:06 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 33

    I finished college and went on to nursing school. The nursing school was next to the medical school. The nurses had all the sex they wanted or could handle from the male docs. The female docs never got any sex. I knew this one female doc, she had a very pretty face and had a great enough body, but she was always studying and never went out. She is still single and me and all my nursing friends got married.

    #41036 — Comments (1) — Aug 6, 2018 at 10:25 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 27

    I am a Mexican girl and I got involved with a married man. His wife was not in favor of me, but she helped me get into college and never let up until I graduated. She gave me a real nice gift, a pair of real nice earrings for my graduation. She wanted me to get a job with my degree and felt that I needed better clothes so she took me shopping for interview and work clothes. At one point I was standing in the dressing room with her trying on dresses, in my bra and panties and she said I should slip out that bra to try on this next dress. I went from being totally comfortable to being totally uncomfortable, standing topless in a little changing room with the wife of the man that I had sex with. But she never blinked, she was determined to get me the right dress even if it wasn't for work and that bra did not work for a dress.

    We not only bought a couple of suits for interviewing and several nice work outfits, she bought me a couple of new bras and had the lingerie lady size me appropriately. I got a job working for an architectural design firm. I had gotten totally comfortable with her and we talked about everything. From time to time she would ask me if her husband was taking care of me, if I needed anything, that he was always nice to me, she didn't want to hear that he mistreated me in any way.

    For my 23rd birthday she invited me on a girls only cruise to the islands in the Caribean. I shared a room with her and it is the first time that we undressed completely in front of each other. She had seen me naked before because she bought clothes for me but it was the first time I saw her naked. What struck me was how alike we were, except for the twenty year difference. On that cruise it seemed that once we were back in the room we stripped down to our underwear and we stripped naked before going into the little bathroom to take a shower.

    On that cruise we did talk about how she and her husband got together and how embarrassed she had been when he took off her pants and had sex with her the first time. I told her that my first time I just wanted to have sex, in my house sex was not something we didn't know about. I had slept in my parent's bed until I was nine and sex was an open topic in women company once you were around ten. At that age you started to get pointers and suggestions and you were asked almost daily if you had pubes. Having sex for me was something that I was late to the party for.

    We talked a lot about sex on that cruise, we compared what we did, and what he liked doing with us, and she told me that she was always uncomfortable with giving him oral sex and I told her that I gave him oral sex every time before we had sex sex. Then she told me that when she was in the ninth grade an older girl in the neighborhood would touch her and have her touch the girl. They were a couple of years apart and that is where she had her first romance. So when her husband pulled her pants off she was embarrassed. She never felt comfortable having sex, so if he enjoyed being with me then she enjoyed having him be with me. She just never expected to want to be with me.

    It was awkward, but she told me that she understood she just wanted us to be friends, she knew that she would never be with me like she was with her friend in high school but she did think about it. If anything we got closer and although we never went down the path of getting together, I knew that she wanted me to be the one that had sex with her husband. It also became clear as to why she never had children. I encouraged her to find a girl she could be close with, going through life not having sex was horrible, but that was too much for her. She was married eighteen years by then, she had sex when she was recently married but he finally stopped bothering her and when he found me he stopped bothering her completely.

    I never spoke to him about it, from time to time he told me that she was unresponsive or cold. I wasn't, I wanted to have sex.

    #41004 — Comments (0) — Aug 3, 2018 at 9:45 AM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 24

    I am a middle sister, one of nine girls. Five of us are old enough to be married and we have fourteen kids among us, with more to come, plus the four younger girls are coming up in age. We have received hate mail from people who disrespect our marriages and our choice to have families. Even in our church we get hate looks.

    What is wrong with people? Do they not realize their very ability to hold us in contempt is because their mother chose to be a 'breeder', as they call us?

    #40978 — Comments (1) — Jul 31, 2018 at 9:21 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 39

    I know I should have respected myself better, but I didn't. When I was 19 I worked as a payroll clerk in the office of a service yard for a construction company. The Vice President of Operations came to the yard as part of his normal tour of the business. He talked to me and he asked me out and I went to his hotel room and I stayed the night. I got pregnant and that child is now 19. I have never been able to resist him, I have sex with him at the drop of a hat. I have had sex with him when my mother was visiting and of course my daughter has been around him having sex with me all her life.

    She has gotten into this power thing for women and she is accusatory of me being passive and letting her father control me. Of course he controls me. I like being there for him. If I did anything to upset him I would die. I feel she should get a complete lesson on what a woman's body is for, it may be a temple figuratively but it is his to use when he wants it.

    I always wanted her to know that her father has sex with me. We never talk about it, but the door has not always been closed and his hands on me have not always been in the bedroom. I want her to know that her father has sex with me, I want her to know that I will travel to him whenever he asks. I want her to know that sex is not always movie sex, sometimes I do things with him that aren't so polite. I don't care is she catches me. If she wants lessons I will gladly show her or tell her. And she should remember that this is her father, the man that sired her and the man that supports her and is paying for her college. And she owes him respect and submissiveness too. She won't listen but he is fed up with her attitude and angering him has to be about the most stupid thing she can do.

    #40948 — Comments (4) — Jul 30, 2018 at 8:40 AM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
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