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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 Female / 43

    Late last year my husband and I separated. We have two beautiful daughters and both are now out of the house. The children were the only thing keeping us together. Once they were gone, I realized that I had needs and desires. It has been seventeen years since we had sex. I gave up on the thought of sex, nor did I desire it during that time.

    Fast forward to earlier this year and I began talking with Matt. We met over the internet and really hit it off. He was married, but very sexually active. We would discuss sex and I began desiring sex. Within less than a month, we decided to meet at a hotel. It was the first sex I had in over seventeen years. I was extremely nervous. Luckily, when we met at the hotel, it was like we had been together for years. He made me very comfortable. We spent three days having sex. I tried numerous sex acts that I never tried in my life.

    That is why I am writing my confession. One day in the hotel, Matt walked into the bathroom as I was getting ready. We were both nude. He began kissing me on the neck. I wanted to turn around and begin pleasuring him, but he made me stay facing away from him. I felt his cock against my ass as it began to grow. He began pushing his cock up against my ass and I wanted him terribly. We had discussed anal before and I told him I was scared and had no desire. But as I felt him press his hard cock against my ass, I now wanted him to enter me. Finally, I reached back and helped guide his cock into place. Luckily, he stopped and went to apply lube. Thank god he did. This experience was exciting, but more uncomfortable than I had expected. Matt is of average size. He felt much larger.

    That brings me to my dilemma. After Matt, I have begun dating guys who live closer to me. Over the last six months, I have been with maybe ten guys. Yes, I am making up for lost time. Most of the guys have been one night stands. Several I have dated for a few weeks or months. I recently settled down with Marcus. Marcus is very nice. The problem with Marcus is that he is well above average in the penis area. It is so large that giving him head is not pleasant. I do enjoy the feeling when we have sex. But, recently he has been asking to have anal sex with me. I have politely refused thus far. To encourage me, he has begun fingering my ass as I pleasure myself with my fingers. What I discovered is that I can orgasm much quicker and the intensity of the orgasm is greater as I can feel the pressure of his fingers imside of me.

    Since I have come to enjoy this, he is asking to use his cock. Iâm very afraid that it will be too painful. It may ruin the experience. Any thoughts or advice???

    #42373 — Comments (6) — Nov 21, 2018 at 10:38 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 48

    I was divorced for 12 years when I met Mitch who is eleven years older than me but the kindest, caring and just wonderful man I ever met. I moved in with him in 2005 and was never more content and happy in my entire life. That is, until he permitted his grandson, from his first marriage, to move in with us a few months short of three years ago. Brian was 16 at the time and Mitch commenced to spoil him rotten and I was guilty also because of his terrible life with his mother. Mitch's daughter overdosed opioids a number of times and has been a mess for years. The only way I can describe Brian is that he is a very smart school wise but with anything else dumb as a rock and a cry baby. Mitch babied him and I went along with it to appease Mitch which led to the way things are today. Brian always did and still does get all "A's" in high school and now community college. He's so smart its scary but he is at the same time immature and a total sissy. I thought he was gay for awhile but found out he watched porn at nights and it was always women in the things he watched. Mitch knew he was watching porn but never said anything saying it was just part of growing up as a teenager. Brian's immaturity and lack of common sense was apparent right from the start. He didn't know me well at all at first yet had no problem going around in his underwear or having Mitch or I seeing him naked. There were many times we saw him masturbating and for some reason Mitch was tolerant of it and insisted I be. I did many times complain about it but it went on deaf ears both to Mitch and Brian. When Brian was seventeen we began to get complaints from some neighbors who had seen Brian in the backyard naked or saw him through open windows. This went on mostly when he was home alone and two neighborhood girls had seen him masturbating. The guidance officer at his school also called several times about how Brian had exposed himself to classmates. I think he is an exhibitionist but Mitch just believes Brian is careless with his privacy. It is out of my control now and although he never says anything, Mitch knows I see Brian naked at least three or more times a week. The worst part is I see him many times with erections and unfortunately see him masturbating often. Brian is 18 now and I inform weekly that if continues his ways he will end up getting arrested. Just last week out next door neighbor told me she saw him naked through the dining room window when Mitch and I were out of the house. I know this neighbor well by now and she also mentioned he had an erection while exposing himself. Now I find myself coming home later from work and avoiding contact with Brian which is difficult to do. I keep telling Mitch to do something about it but he continues to baby his grandson. Brian is a small skinny kid and I can't understand why he wants anyone to see him naked mainly because his penis isn't very big. I believe he exposes himself other places and does this intentionally even to me. I keep warning Mitch but doubt he sees the dark side of Brian and refuses to think he is an exhibitionist.

    #42356 — Comments (4) — Nov 19, 2018 at 1:15 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 40

    I have never been comfortable with sex. I get told a lot to just let go of myself and enjoy it, but I can't. The only person that can hug me and I don't start hyperventilating is a man I have known for fifteen years, he took my virginity and a whole lot more. I don't know why I can be hugged by him, even penetrated by him knowing that he leaves his sperm in me.

    I don't want to think that what I feel is normal, if I look around I know that women willingly go down for a man to penetrate them. That is just not me, I have only been penetrated by one man, and I suppose that is how it is going to be.

    #42292 — Comments (0) — Nov 13, 2018 at 10:15 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 19

    I grew up in a true sister wives home. All three Moms lived in one home with all the kids. We were also mostly female kids. Our Dad lived in the trailer out back, too much estrogen in the house. Now that I am about to go out into the world I have mentioned to my best friend that I can see us living as sister wives, but we aren't in a relationship with any guy right now. She gets 'nervous' around all us kids and our Moms, but she admits she likes all the noise.

    She also confessed to me that when she mentioned this to her Mom, she was asked if she was 'coming out' to her Mom. My Moms are not gay, far from it, the thing with us is that we haven't experimented but have asked ourselves if we would live together like that. Her Mom is convinced she is gay and she is pretty sure I am too, her radar is on full alert.

    Would that not push us right into a sister wife relationship? I can definitely see myself married with her to our husband, we just need to find Mr. Right for us.

    #42261 — Comments (2) — Nov 11, 2018 at 9:06 PM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 33

    A year ago my boyfriend wanted to take some nude and half nude pics, so we did. I was areful to make him use my camera which was lucky because we broke up.

    Now the guy I sometimes buy pot from is really handsome and I do like him but have never done anything about it. My girlfriend and I got something from him and after he left she agreed he was hot etc.

    So we stayed up late hanging out and at one point she started saying I should send him a pic. I knew it was a bad idea but i did anyway.

    Later that week i textd him and said it was a drunk mistake and basically begged him not to put it on the web or show anyone, and he said "OK, I'll just save it for my private moments.' Quote.

    I have no idea if hes telling the truth, but I have been turned on by the thought of him touching himself.

    #42259 — Comments (4) — Nov 11, 2018 at 12:42 PM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 35

    Today is a cold and miserable morning outside. Last night my husband wanted to be a man. I am 35 and already have two children and he wants another one, he wants a girl. Being pregnant is just about the worst time of my life. I wasn't born to be pregnant. In fact I wasn't born to have a hole between my legs. I hate it.

    I grew up in Alaska and I was home schooled by my mother. Unfortunately I inherited my mother's looks. I have always had to put up with men including my father. My mother is French and comes from Grenoble. She is a very typical petite French girl. Cute little French girls are supposed to be their Daddy's favorite. Maybe my mother who grew up in Grenoble it was her thing to do, sit on her Daddy's lap all the time, but I grew up in Alaska in the bush. Bush girls don't sit on Daddy's lap, I love being outside and going camping and hiking and canoeing with my Dad, but not sit on his lap. I love the winter months. I do believe that if you are stuck out in the wilderness you have to learn how to drop a doe on your own and not expect much help. But, if you run fast enough you're supposed to outrun him and he can't catch you. But I didn't run fast enough. I ran and ran but he ran me to ground and here I am stuck in New York with two kids getting them ready for school.

    I remember when I was around sixteen and my father would have his father over from down on the river where their fishing camp is and he would look at me and my mother would tell me to watch out because he was going to fuck me. She was pretty explicit about that, she described in pretty miserable detail how he was going to tear me apart, scare me so I would stay inside. I was fast, but he tricked me and ran me down and fucked me and dragged me home like a wounded deer and I was married to him and sent to live with him and his father. We live in New York now because when we went to college he got an MBA and he is now the representative of his family's real estate development business here. When we were still on the river and I was pregnant with Nathan he promised me that he would keep me in Alaska. I remember that clearly. Instead I am here in New York with my two boys and now he wants me to have a girl. I am honest when I tell you that being pregnant is not what I want. I want the girl, I just don't want to be pregnant here. I don't do well at being a girl, not in New York. The whole thing kind of gets on my nerves.

    I grew up out there, I always wanted to be with my Dad not my Mom. I just could not see myself working in the house all day to set up for dinner and then go ooze on my Dad like she did. Yuk! And all that thump, thump, thump all night long. Yuk! and her telling me that one day I would understand. I was seven, not seventeen. At that age I did not want to hear about my Dad humping her all night long. Well I still don't understand, I don't understand what I am supposed to get out of this. Kids? That's it? And living in New York? And I am supposed to want to have a new baby here?

    What I want is to go home and get up and smell the morning, get breakfast for the boys, pack my husband off to go do his thing in the world, take care of what needs to be taken care of and go out for a walk, sit outside and let my new baby listen to the forest. When she comes I am going to name her Gabriela, like my mother. I am going to sit on the porch and watch her play. I need to tell her father and the boys that she is coming to live with us and we are moving back home.

    #42218 — Comments (0) — Nov 9, 2018 at 9:19 AM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 49

    During our early college days my sister and I decided that men were unnecessary, we could make it alone. School was easy, girl parties were everywhere, life with my sister was great. Then one night she and I were going home from a late night church outing at a country retreat when our car was rear ended. We were hit hard and got out to confront the person that hit us. First her, then me, we were thrown on the ground. A tape gagged us and hood placed over our heads. We were hauled across the ground toward this van.

    First one crack and the guy dragging me let go and fell with a horrible thud and then the other guy yelling and another series of blows. Hands took the hood off of me and ripped the gag off my face, my sister was helped right after. He was a young man with a bat, he asked if we were ok and then went to check on the two men, one was unconscious and the other was badly hurt. He hit him on the knee with the bat so he couldn't run.

    Our car was damaged but drivable and he sent us on our way. Many months later after all the proceedings ended I walked over to him to thank him. He took my hand and said 'Take care, Ma'am'. Ma'am? I was nineteen, I was still a Miss.

    I felt so stupid, for taking that road, and for believing men were unnecessary. I retired after a career in nursing, and after a lifetime of living I have never lost my respect for the men who look after us, fathers and brothers, police and firemen, the men in the service, and a young man who came to us in the dark to send the boogieman away.

    #42215 — Comments (0) — Nov 8, 2018 at 3:24 PM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 41

    I live in a gorgeous 2 bedroom apartment in Cherry Hill NJ that I share with my aunt Rita's husband Mac. She died 5 years ago right after I had gotten divorced. Two years ago Mac invited me to move in and share rent with him which was convenient for me since close to my job. I have been dating another woman (Joanie) for 4 years and we are together most of the time on weekends which I spend at her house in Delaware. Mac is 73 years old and right from the start when I moved in seemed obsessed with me. He began doing things to see me undressed and was successful a number of times within the first month. I didn't know whether to be offended or flattered just by the way he acted around me. Not sure what I was doing it became fun for me to get his reaction by the things I wore revealing my body to him in some ways. I wore sheer nightgowns without undies and could see how entertained he was looking at my body. Now at the time he was 71 almost 72 and I just considered him an old coot who admittedly was impotent and said he hadn't had an erection in 7 years. When I asked why he kept trying to catch me naked he just said he still liked to look at pretty girls. I'm no beauty but do take care of myself and keep my body in good shape. I have known Mac for many years but we were never to close since I lived in North Jersey most of my life. Within a few months I felt very comfortable having Mac see me in skimpy outfits in particular the nightgowns most very revealing. We sat and talked for hours some nights and I knew more about family things than ever before. He was over complimentary and mention my body parts mostly my breasts and butt telling me how nice they were. As strange as the situation was it was nice to hear and it kind of turned me on. We were in the kitchen one night just talking and out of the blue he said he can hear me when I am masturbating. I almost fell of my chair when he said that and asked what the hell he was talking about. He said he could hear my vibrator and the way I moaned and knew what I was doing. Then without a blink in his eyes he said he would like to watch me sometime then just laughed. I was surprised but not offended at all but he kept the masturbation discussion going asking me how often I did.


    The conversation was comical and without hesitating I just said I do it 3 or 4 times a week and yes I have a vibrator. Again he mentioned he'd like to watch me and at that point I began to blush a bit. For the next 2 or 3 months he started our conversations about my masturbating and my female lover Joanie. He asked me very personal questions which I freely answered for him and gave him some details. He brought up my vibrator one night telling me my aunt never used them and asked to see mine. What got me aroused about our talk I don't know but once I showed the vibrator to him he asked me again to watch me use it on myself. By this time he had seen enough of my body that I was in no way embarrassed around him. I just said come on and he followed me into my bedroom where I had no problem stripping in front of him. I laid down on the bed and first aroused myself with my fingers. With him intently watching me I became aroused quickly and proceeded to use my vibrator. Just the way he looked at my body was a turn on and I orgasmed twice in no time. He began asking me once a week to watch me and now its usually twice a week. Its been close to a year since I began letting him hold and use the vibrator and I let him fondle my breasts. I often ask if it arouses him but he tells me he can't get an erection anymore. I never admit to Joanie that I am letting some really old man masturbate me but in a way don't think she would mind me doing it. Whats funny is how he roots me on to orgasm and seems to be intent on me having many. He openly tells me how he likes the sounds I make and how he enjoys seeing and hearing me orgasm. When he penetrates me with the vibrator he also holds my vagina with his other hand and at times rubs his fingers over my anus and up. I probably should be embarrassed letting him do this but I'm not at all. I like him doing it for me and enjoy the way he looks at me body which makes me all the more excited.

    #42214 — Comments (1) — Nov 8, 2018 at 1:41 PM — That's Juicy! (13) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 24

    Hi, my name is Nina. I guess that really doesn't matter, but that's my name. I am learning how to have sex with my girlfriend Aisha. Aisha is Indian, born here but of Indian parents. She and I met at college, Aisha does not like guys and has sworn to me that she will never have a dick up her ass, ever. Don't knock 'till you tried it, but in any event she is 100% sworn never to have a dick in her, anywhere.

    I got dicked pretty bad early on back in high school. I had to give up my ass literally so the jerk could brag to his friends. Giving up my ass was like the worse thing I did, but in college I gave up my pussy and I sucked off guys I dated. No suckie, no fuckie, no date.

    Aisha told me back then, when we were sophomores and juniors and seniors that she would only give up her pussy to me. She had made up her mind. I touched her pussy back them, even fingered her pussy and of course sucked her brown tits. She has been teaching me to like pussy, and to like having her eat my pussy. She eats really hard, sucks hard and gets on my tits and squeezes them really hard. It is like I am going to like it or else. Aisha wants us to get girlfriend tattoos. Some Indian design that she says means love.

    Right now I miss dick. I want a dick so bad but she wants me on a no dick diet. Nothing but pussy, nothing but long black hair, nothing but brown tits, nothing but soft girl cheeks. No dick. It has been six months almost to the day that I gave up dick for her. We went out to eat Indian food, she had some sort of ceremony she invented because I am sure that in India there is no such ceremony where a girl has to swear herself off of dick. She had this dish brought out, which she had shaped like a her pussy. According to her she had the lady who cooks take a mold of her pussy and use it to make the dish for me to eat. To eat her pussy in the restaurant while the Indian woman watched.

    We had some sort of ceremony with some Indian women she hired to dance and she proclaimed that we were married according to some Goddess I never herd of. I found out that this Indian restaurant she took me to is where Indian lesbians go, no men are allowed inside, sort of a like a no dick paradise.

    I don't want to sound like I don't want to be exclusively with Aisha, I do. But one little dick now and then can only add spice. Once you have had dick it is kind of hard to ignore dick. I don't want Indian dick, Indian dicks are gross, I am thinking of a guy who lifts weights, I like big guys like football guys, with lots of hair on his chest, blue eyes and a beard who just wants to slam his dick in me. I can't help thinking about it. Maybe if I never saw him face to face, I don't need to know his name. I just need to feel him grab my ass and shove his dick in me and give me a little taste of what it to grow up in Michigan where the boys take care of their business.

    I am just not good at being Indian.

    #42189 — Comments (1) — Nov 7, 2018 at 8:15 AM — That's Juicy! (6) Remove This.
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 24

    I found my sex when I was six. When I was fourteen I had a baby. When I was twenty-one I slept with a woman. Here we are, twenty-four and still not able to figure out who I am.

    #42184 — Comments (2) — Nov 6, 2018 at 9:04 PM — That's Juicy! (2) Remove This.
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