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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?

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  • — Women Only —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 51

    Even though I'm seventy-one now I had and still have a good sex drive. Always kept an open mind. Men, boys and a few women were always attracted to me because of my large breasts and thick thighs. Was married once to an older person for security reason and when he died I started playing the field again. Never married again. I played with older persons, younger persons, married ones, boyfriends of gals that I knew. Gone to nudist resorts, topless beaches and did some taboo.

    For ten years I enjoyed playing and being around my former female friend's boyfriend, Jon. We are living together now. He's sixty-seven and doesn't take Viagra. Can get hard naturally. We use to take quickies behind her back whenever possible. I always wanted him but didn't want to ruin my friendship with my good friend, Judy. Use to get it on when us three went camping, in the parking lot when the three of us went dancing. Groped each other in her kitchen. When she broke up with him two years ago I snapped at the opportunity of having him my live in partner. She hates me for that.

    Jon has a fetish for my huge veiny breasts. He's the type of guy I always dreamed about. Guess Judy didn't care for his sexual interests, only his endowment. We're what you call senior citizens, but we don't act it. We don't do swing clubs because members there go for the younger ones. Now and then we luck out with older couples on the internet. We sometimes hit a home run at the nudist resort. We cam sometimes on the internet, Jon putting vegetables in my vagina sometimes. Mostly me going down on him or his cock and balls tied while I slap his dick. Once in a blue moon we find a guy that has a mother or grandmother fantasy.

    I love it when he thinks of me as his slut whore. When I role play as a dog bitch in heat and he mounts me while I'm wearing a collar and leash. We both like when our little dog Ginger licks our genitals. Now and then we go to the beach and screw on the sand and there be someone willing to join in.

    I'm very glad Judy let Jon go. I think I found my life partner and hope we stay healthy and don't lose our sex drive.

    #44242 — Comments (1) — Apr 25, 2019 at 7:54 AM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 27

    It was sort of an affair at first sight. I went to work for the University Fund Raising organization for my Alma Mater. I had graduated from there with both my Bachelors and my Masters. I didn't get paid much, but of course I got paid with the pleasure of helping out my School. My job was boring. I was a clerk, doing summary work for the various endowments, the fund raising efforts, etc. No contact with any donors.

    One afternoon I got called by my boss and she told me to get her a report. I didn't now what report she meant and I asked her to please let me know which one it was. She yelled at me, belittled me, all of this was in front of one of the BIG Donors to our school. He got upset and told her to calm down, 'if the girl doesn't know what you are talking about she can hardly get it for you'. He asked me to sit, mostly because he didn't like me standing looking down at him. He offered me the chair beside him. All of a sudden I was under his protection, he was not nice, well actually he reamed out my boss and told her what he thought of her and as far as he was concerned he wasn't going to work with her anymore. The next thing I know I was called into the office of the Vice President of Administration and he told me that Mr. BIG Donor had specifically asked for me to work on his Endowment.

    I was 24 years old, a recent graduate, never worked at anything other than being a server at various restaurants and once I worked as a clerk over the summer for the State Farm Agent in my home town. Now I was meeting with him, going over his plans, and asking me what I thought about what was needed. My boss hated my guts but she had no choice but to accept her situation, and he didn't waste anytime telling her to leave me alone. I was his pet. And he petted his pet, my hand, my shoulder, my back. He received me in his office with a kiss on the cheek, and a hug which pressed me against him, whispering in my ear that I must have 'nice boobs'. He kissed me, to see if I liked it. He pulled me into his lap and his hand was in my crotch just like that. He whispered in my ear that a girl with a happy pussy made a good girlfriend and he wanted me to have a happy pussy. He fucked me that night, after taking me out to eat.

    I moved into an apartment that he kept in the hot zone of the city, three bedrooms, two baths, living and dining room and a gourmet kitchen. In the master he had a full size bed, in the guest rooms were queen size beds. He liked the full size bed so that his 'girl' was always close to him, where he could just grab her when he wanted her to pay attention to him. He liked oral sex, both giving and receiving, and he liked intercourse, straight up intercourse, whispering love words while he fucked. I was in all the way, and in over my head.

    One morning, he liked morning sex, while I was sucking his cock after breakfast, he kept putting this ring in my face, asking me if I liked it. He said it was his mother's, her wedding band and he wanted nothing more than I wear it and prove to him once and for all that I was his. I stopped and sat still while he touched my nipple with the ring and hung it on my nipple. He asked me if I had a happy pussy, if he made me the happiest girl around. He said he thought that maybe he would take me to Las Vegas over the weekend and bring me back his wife.

    Marrying a man who was twenty four years older than me scared me, I went cold and didn't know what to do. He was serious, I was scared. I was twenty five years old by just a couple of months, he was forty nine years old, with an exwife and two grown kids. But he had his mind made up and we flew to Las Vegas, stayed out by the airport at the Holiday Inn Express, he took me into town to a wedding chapel and after the paperwork and the ceremony I was his wife, no prenup, nothing. He screwed me the minute we got back to the motel, now I was his wife and he whispered that he wanted what every man wants from his wife.

    I am 27, I still feel like I am in an affair. I live in the BIG House, and his exwife lives in a BIG House almost identical to the one I live in. I spend a whole lot of time dealing with her, and all of her 'needs and wants'. I get lots of unwanted advise from her, not the least of which is to keep my legs together before he takes me seriously and puts kids in me. The master bedroom has a full size bed, he really likes having me right beside him, touching against him. I don't work on the Endowment anymore, unless speaking for the Endowment counts. He is really a morning sex man, we have sex almost always in the morning after breakfast and before we take our showers. He has a fetish for pussy, anywhere, anyhow, he doesn't mind if he has to peel me naked to get to my pussy. He means it when he says 'happy pussy'. Oral sex is an everyday thing, and he likes to have a dick massage. He married me and he tells me he loves me, but I still feel that I am in an affair and his exwife is still his wife. I know it is corny but I felt the affair the first day I met him in that conference room when he told my boss back then that she was basically a bitch.

    #44236 — Comments (2) — Apr 24, 2019 at 1:09 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 54

    Well I'm 64. Remember the song? I got married when I was twenty because I was pregnant and the boy felt obligated to marry me. In those days it was hurry up and have your family early, get it out of the way. Three pregnancies, four kids before I was twenty five. By pure luck with help from my girlfriend I managed to finish my degree.

    My husband did well working in sales so I was kept at home with the kids. Happy life, lonely life. My girlfriend was my sole mate, soul mate and lover. We were 'girlfriends', long before girlfriends were popular. My husband never tore us apart, nor did he look for flings outside of our 'quaint' life. He loved me then and loves me now. Accommodation of his 'needs', and living up to all the homemaker role was my place in the home. I loved being a mother, something I never felt the 'need', it was thrust upon me. Children make you human.

    Somewhere in our path we just accepted our condition. Love is magical, and believe me you can 'learn' to love a man, to the point that you accommodate him. After all you are his wife. And being kept is the way to go. My girlfriend, we have been together since our freshman year when we found ourselves in Biology 101, she held my hand and kept me from flunking out. She was in her element and became a nurse, I graduated finally with an Econ degree but never worked. I met my husband through her. She rejected him and he fell in my lap, literally.

    She became more accommodating as the years went by, you just have to living under a mam's roof. Like me, in time, she found herself and her place with him. It is forty five years now, a long time together. Our secret is never stop saying I Love You, even if you are upset. Why he kept us is our unanswered question, having such a fertile field to play in. Yes, one day I knew he 'loved' me, his wife. Part of me meant accepting my girlfriend, we were a package deal.

    Sure, accommodating him was our make it work project, swallow your pride and learn to like it. The rest was easy, being married was easy. One day, deep in his arms, I slipped and told him I loved him. My girlfriend had to follow, declare herself too. We were young, still in our twenties. Youth! We blamed it on youth. The best accident of our life.

    We are, always have been, sister wives.

    #44218 — Comments (2) — Apr 23, 2019 at 12:11 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 46

    It's Sunday morning and I woke in bed with a girl again. I met up with her a couple of weeks ago and this is the second time that we wake up together. In part I feel terribly guilty, about the things we did last night. She invited me into the bed by spreading her legs out and asking me to go down on her. I did that the last time we slept together.

    I really don't understand the appeal, part of me felt it was gross looking at he naked wide open pussy and part of me felt very erotic. She is 25 and she works as a cocktail restaurant close to my work. I am 46 and I cannot even remotely hope to look like her. Playing in bed she likes to be hugged, cuddled, which leads me to hold her breasts, which she seems to really like.

    We did kiss which I understand is the thing you should never do in any casual relationship.

    #44178 — Comments (2) — Apr 21, 2019 at 9:38 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 30

    My boss kissed me one day and told me he loved me. I was 27 and he was 63. I have a two year old baby now, he is perfect in every sense. The first thing I have to say is wow, sex is amazing. The second thing I have to say, older men can and do have babies. Arm candy, May December, cradle robber, plaything, I've heard it all. I love him now and I'm happy to be his wife and have this beautiful baby boy.

    #44131 — Comments (4) — Apr 17, 2019 at 3:39 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 52

    Ten years ago I was working in this warehouse, it was my second job. I needed the money because I just got divorced. This ebony woman and I got to be friends at the warehouse. She was chubby and very top heavy. I sort of envied her huge breasts. Mine's were C-cup. We would take our breaks together. In the break room we talked about everything.

    Then one day Rose said to me, "I don't screw white men because their dicks isn't big enough." I told her I dated this white guy for awhile mainly because I felt sorry for him. "Why's that hun?" she asked. I told her he was hung like a horse, way too big of a cock for a woman. I couldn't fit it in me, so I kept jerking it and ran my mouth all over it. "You're BS-ing me girl." said Rose. "I'll arrange it so you can see for yourself Rose." I told her. We found a date and time were us three could meet at my place.

    Rose got there first. She was all dolled up. Cleavage that jiggle like jello, tight skirt that enhanced her butt, and tall heels with straps. As we sat waiting for Tom, I started to this strange idea in my head while looking at her. When I let Tom in I gave him a hug and kiss. "Long time no see Babe" he said. I introduced him to Rose. "Damn woman, them tits are begging for a cock!" Tom said. We all went into the bedroom.

    I stood behind Tom and let his dick hang out. "See I was telling the truth Rose." "Damn Girl! I wonder how big it get when it's hard." Rose said. While I watched Rose get it hard and rub it between her tits, I was getting moist. They undressed. Rose rubbed that dick across that belly and breasts of hers. She went to doggy position where Tom slipped that horse dick between her legs and across her pussy. This caused me to take my clothes off. I never been with a woman but Rose turned me on. I had to get under her and work on her breasts. I didn't think Tom's cock would fit into Rose, but she slowly guided it in her. He worked that dick until she loosened up. While watching Tom's cock go in and out of her pussy, it seemed natural to for me to say, "Yeah girl, take that BWC, you want that BWC, you won't enjoy BBC no more! You want to try white pussy?" I straddled across her face. Rose said, "I always enjoy white pussy over black ones." The three of us got along with each other from that day.

    I moved out of town for a good paying job. But always remember Rose and the sexual fun we had.

    #44115 — Comments (0) — Apr 16, 2019 at 8:32 AM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 47

    I got married at 19 because my husband was going into the service. We had our honeymoon but then he was gone most of the time, I stayed and lived with my parents and went to college. In college I had a lesbian affair with a girl.

    When my husband came home we were lovey dovey, had a couple of kids, bought a house, and got on with being married. My kids had an afternoon babysitter, she was the daughter of the neighbor. She was pretty and all and I got carried away with her and pressured her into sex. She told her mother. I was embarrassed and pretty close to being accused of perversion, but I guess because it was woman to woman they never went through with it.

    Later when my kids were both in school I took a job as part time receptionist for a doctor's office. I ended up in bed with one of the nurses. She had experience and I had my first true lesbian affair, full on sex and full on love affair. My husband was traveling at the time and she spent the night with me. My kids gave me away to my husband. I confessed it all, college, the baby sitter and the nurse. He said to get my head straight or move out.

    For seventeen years I didn't have another lesbian affair. I stayed out of work, and always made sure I had other people around me. I had a thousand crushes, I day dreamed, night dreamed but I kept myself clean. I overdid the sex with my husband, I suppose compensating. Then I met this girl, she worked for an art supply store and I was into being an artist and the next thing you know I am between her legs sucking the life out of her. I immediately went to my husband and confessed. He asked to meet her and said he wanted a piece of her too. She agreed.

    We went into the this year long sex marathon, I don't know if it was three way or two way on steroids. He had his fun but got tired of it and all he wanted was me beside him, cuddled up tight. I never felt more wanted. As to the girl from the art store she went her way.

    All I am saying is that you can love your husband and have a family with him. But you can't be asked to stay away from other women. It doesn't work that way. The seventeen years that I went straight I came close to being crazy. I don't crush, I CRUSH. Now that we are older he says go ahead but be in his bed at night. He has never asked me for another girl to have sex with both of us at the same time. I go 'out' with a lady friend, she is divorced so she knows how a man wants a woman and she understands and makes sure that I am home when I need to be home.

    #44104 — Comments (1) — Apr 15, 2019 at 3:39 PM — That's Juicy! (8) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 27

    I was 17 years old when I saw a 14 year old boy getting bully stripped and humilited. The boy was so scared and intimidated by the group of older boys that were harrassing him, he never put up much of fight. They did it in a parking lot we used hang out and I wasn't the only girl there looking. I remember he just stood there not knowing what to do embarrassing himself in front of laughing boys and screaming girls. I think waiting to get back his clothes was a better idea than running back home naked. I guess all the teasing girls gave him was the reasone he ended up getting an embarrassing erection. The kid had pretty big dick for a 14 year old boy and must have been dying inside being forced to show it.

    #44087 — Comments (1) — Apr 13, 2019 at 5:58 AM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
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    Straight Female / 43

    Shy Daughter

    I am married for the second time the only problem is my daughter is very she hasn't had a boyfriend doesn't go much with friends, I even asked her if she preferred girls, no she didn't, I looked at her pc history no porn, I was hoping I would find some, I talked to my husband about it, I was surprised by what her had in mind, we are not a nudist family in the house, some are upstairs, he suggested we relax this on his part let her see a naked man in the flesh even with a hard on and may be go in the shower together occasionally, I've seen my dad brother and uncle with hard cocks, I did consider it, I asked my husband if they were in the shower would he fuck her if she wanted it, no he said, I know what is sexual drive is like plus he has a more than average size cock, so I asked him again are you sure you wouldn't fuck her, he admitted he would be tempted as it was only natural, I couldn't deny it, I said I would think about it, in the mean time we are nude upstairs we don't shut bedroom or bathroom doors, I cant decide about him and her in the shower, I know she needs it, but what to do

    #44079 — Comments (25) — Apr 12, 2019 at 6:30 AM — That's Juicy! (9) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 47

    First I grew up in east Texas, Bible Belt east Texas. Second I am not pretty, and as a teenager suffered from acne. Third I am an only child with an over protective mother. I was still a virgin at 35 reconciled to be perennially single. Oh, I am white.

    I advanced up in my job to Financial Reporting Manager for a publically traded corporation. My Senior Accountant, also white, red hair and green eyes had a black boyfriend. Secret boyfriend. And we hung out with her black boyfriend's crowd. I got lots of attention, and one guy wanted me. I just couldn't but he pursued me.

    I go to lunch with our VP and Controller, business to discuss Q1 results. Somehow he had heard that I was going out wroth my Senior Accountant and her boyfriend. He said 'just so you know, if you fuck a black guy I will fire you'. I guess I shuddered and tried to talk but he cut me off 'look at me woman, you are prohibited to date a black guy, understood!'. I tried again but he put his hand up 'enough'.

    In the car I composed myself and told him I was lonely, I told him I was a virgin. So he drove me to my apartment, I still lived in an apartment close to work. He made me, directed me to open the door and when we were in he said 'show me what you got'. I got nervous and scared, stammered, cried, but he took my clothes off anyway until I was totally naked. He put his hand on my neck and walked me to my bedroom and told me 'spread them I want to see a virgin pussy'.

    He sat me down on the bed and undressed and told me again to spread my legs, he fingered me 'to get me wet' and fucked me. When he was about to cum he asked me if I had ever played Russian roulette and he ejaculated in me until he was empty. He stood up to 'admire' me, naked and scared. "If you fuck a black man I'll kill him'.

    So I had a man in my life, a married man, I got the loaded chamber and had a beautiful white daughter. I moved up and up and became the VP and Controller, he became CEO. My daughter is a Daddy's girl, rich and spoiled, beautiful and intelligent. I set up a house and 'love nest', he relieved his stress with me. I learned that sex was sex, give him what he wants, fuck back, suck cock, put your backside up when he asks. My daughter 'knows' what her 'job' is, no black man or Mexican or Chinese or Vietnamese. Daddy is an east Texas Red Neck, half Cajun.

    Obedience is a Religion. I converted, she believes from birth.

    #44072 — Comments (4) — Apr 11, 2019 at 9:37 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
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