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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 —
    Bi-Sexual Male / 34

    Prison.

    I recently came out of prison when I went in I was heterosexual, whilst in I had a full sexual relationship with another man we both agreed not to go with anybody else because of the risk of disease. I am out now but I haven't told my wife, a question to women if your husband confessed to you what would your reaction be.

    #41253 — Comments (3) — Aug 24, 2018 at 6:15 AM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 30

    Two woman I work with and myself began renting a house together almost two years ago for financial reasons. Helen has a son Todd who is 19 now and he sleeps in the first floor den we made into a bedroom. Helen and I share a Jack and Jill bathroom which is perfect for both of us since Helen always works the 3 to 11 shift and I work daytime. Eight or nine months ago I became aware that Todd was going into his mother room at night. Somehow he pried and opening on one side of the door where the molding must be and has been watching me since then. Its embarrassing to admit this but I totally enjoy and am aroused knowing he is watching me. I doubt he knows I can see his eye in the opening and he seems to be so sure he is undetected he doesn't even turn the lights off in Helens room. There has been times Helen has said things in front of both Todd and I mentioning how he leaves her room a mess sometimes. She told him in front of me not to leave his trash or any of his clothes when he is there. Helen really has no inkling why Todd is in her room at night thinking its only because she has a large TV. I assume Todd has been watching me longer than I have known he was and shame on me for never feeling embarrassed or upset about it. I had never before did anything like this and am surprised at myself for my lack of modesty or being humiliated by it. He not only sees me shower but I have no problem using the toilet or even changing a tampon knowing he is looking in at me. I let him watch me masturbate and for many years I have shaved my pubic hair and still do with Todd watching me. I do have a boyfriend and have sex regularly but find I masturbate more when I know Todd is watching. I am so at ease exposing myself to him I find myself positioning my body in ways I never did before allowing him to see me as intimately as possible. I turn my back to him bending down while shaving my legs, exposing my vagina and anus in ways my boyfriend has never seen me. I see and talk to Todd everyday never letting on I know he is watching me most weeknights. I never feel embarrassed by it yet can't think of a reason for letting him see me in every personal thing I do with my body. At times I can hear him breathing or making sounds and I am pretty sure he masturbates often while watching me. He is a laid back type and sort of a wimp around his mother. Has a part time job and goes to community college a few days a week. He is not dumb but when he is in Helens room he is careless and considers himself undetectable even with the lights on. In a way I feel guilty because Helen is such a sweet woman but it arouses me so much I just let it happen. I'm convinced that Todd is confident that I don't know he is watching me so often. He is always smiling when I am downstairs and I have a good idea what he is thinking about me. Its ok with me because he doesn't know how much fun I am having and how arousing it is for me.

    #41246 — Comments (2) — Aug 23, 2018 at 11:48 AM — That's Juicy! (7) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Bi-Sexual Female / 20

    My best friend and I experimented with lesbian sex when we were ten. We knew what we were doing and we knew about stimulating our clit. We didn't have tits yet but flicking and squeezing our nipples felt good. We kissed our coochies.

    Fast forward ten years, we experiment, we stimulate our clits, we pinch our nipples and we kiss our coochies.

    Nothing new, just bigger, rounder, bustier and hotter.

    #41245 — Comments (2) — Aug 23, 2018 at 11:22 AM — That's Juicy! (10) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 34

    My father was with US AID and we were posted to Costa Rica and lived in San Jose. I was thirteen and my sister was fifteen. We went to an international school. My sister's Biology teacher liked her and fucked her after school. She told me about it and I asked her how it felt, if it felt good. She told me it did feel good, but she didn't think he should be fucking her. Anyway, I went with my sister to talk to him and to tell him not to leave her alone. I got fucked, only he wasn't so nice to me, he tore my shirt and took my pants off and fucked me over a desk. He made me suck his cock afterwards and then made my sister suck him too. He was a real macho man.

    The long and short of it is that we both got pregnant. The school fired him, and we got sent back home to live with our grandparents. The idea was that we give the babies up for adoption, and they were half Cost Rican. The longer we were pregnant the more we thought we wanted to keep the babies and my grandmother convinced my parents that we should keep the babies.

    We both had girls, born two weeks apart. Both girls have dark black hair and are a bit tanned and have dark eyes. As they grew up everyone tried to make them full sisters. It was hard to accept that we were both their mothers. When they grew up and were out on their own we gave them permission to go look up their father. That was a mistake, we started to get all kind of request for money and for us to sponsor him to come live in the States. We broke off all communications with him. He didn't give a shit about them and all he wanted was money.

    They are both in college now, and they got the best looks of Costa Rica with mixed in looks of our family. They are both smart and get good grades. Of all the stupid things we did was letting them go meet their father. That was a mistake.

    #41233 — Comments (2) — Aug 22, 2018 at 1:24 PM — That's Juicy! (1) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Lesbian Female / 29

    I surrendered to my financial reality. I am not skilled at anything that pays well, I have a degree in Art from a local college. My high school friend got divorced and he told me how much he missed having a woman and not being alone. I offered to live with him if I could live with him rent free. I do most of the housework, and I have let him pull me into his room. I can handle the sex, I don't mind. I live in a nice house in a nice neighborhood and he pays most of the bills. I pay what I can afford which isn't much compared to him. It's an arrangement, the sex is the part that takes the most effort. But I really don't mind, it is pretty easy. I don't have a sweetheart at this time.

    #41213 — Comments (6) — Aug 20, 2018 at 9:46 PM — That's Juicy! (5) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 33

    Most of the time I consider myself a sex slave. It all started when I quit my relationship I had been in for a while. I moved out and needed a place to stay. I found this cheap, because money was really scarce, cheap one room garage apartment. The owner offered me the place for $250 a month. I was also looking for a job and he said he had an opening at his office for receptionist/clerk, it paid $11 an hour. After I took the job he told me that I could stay in the garage apartment for free and he let me use his car to run errands and he took me to work and back so I wouldn't have to ride the bus.

    When he started to make moves on me I told him I was really a lesbian, but when I told him he got more than just a little upset. He came up to my apartment and asked me to say it slowly and out loud that I was a lesbian. I was as clear as I could be, I made up stories of relationships from high school until the girl I had just broke up with. I told him I was not into dick I was into pussy, when I went to a restaurant I scoped out the girls, I liked girls who were simple and wore dresses, I liked girls who were skinny and wore their hair short, I wasn't into girls with lots of tattoos and I liked girls who were 100% lesbians, I wasn't interested in girls who were experimenting or were bisexual.

    He told me that isn't what he had planned for. I asked him just what had he planned for? He said, he thought that I would move downstairs with him and play house, he thought I was the kind of girl who liked to play house.

    We went to work together, and he loaned me his car and he didn't charge me rent. Then one night he came upstairs to my apartment and walked in. I was ironing. He said we had to change our arrangement. He had found a lady who would rent the apartment for $450 a month and that meant $700 to him, because he was giving me $250 for free. That I could move downstairs with him but he wanted me to play house with him. If I played house then I wouldn't have to go to work. And the lady was moving in over the following weekend.

    Playing house meant that I slept with him, not only taking care of the house. He gave me the left side of the bed because he wanted the right side in case he had to get up and use the bathroom he didn't have to wake me up. He gave me the two top drawers of the dresser and one side of the closet. He wanted me to get used to him having sex with me so not to wear any underwear when I went to bed. If I wore underwear that was a signal to him that I was on my period.

    He had me quit my job and gave it to another girl who applied and I stayed home to play house. At first I thought that I would find a job and leave. For a couple of days I looked for jobs but they were far away and I didn't like them. I went along with his wishes and the new woman who moved in thought I had been there a long time. She worked for the municipal utility district and was divorced. We talked and I ended up telling her what my arrangement was.

    I told her I was a sex slave. If she had never met a sex slave then I was it. Just for her to know. She told me that she hadn't had sex for six years since before she got divorced and she had to keep house and take care of everything else and go to work. I told her it is different when you want to be a sex slave. I have to or I don't have a place to live. That's why it is different.

    #41204 — Comments (0) — Aug 20, 2018 at 8:47 AM — That's Juicy! (3) Remove This.
  • — Women Only —
    Straight Female / 26

    To make a long story short I ended up moving in with Harry who is a 76 year old friend of my grandfather who died 2 years ago. I knew Harry fairly well since he and my grandfather were very close friends. When my husband of 15 months and I split up Harry took me in. That was this past January when I also lost my job only getting unemployment comp. I began drinking to much, smoking weed along with popping pills. The first few times I didn't remember much but woke up naked in bed some mornings. It really didn't occur to me right away that Harry was undressing me when I past out and a few times probably carried me up to my room. I only weigh a little over 100 lbs. and didn't have any memory of it. I woke up one morning back in March and knew I had orgasms but didn't remember masturbating. About a week after that, I don't know what time it was, I sort of woke up feeling myself becoming aroused. I just laid there not sure if I was dreaming and did orgasm twice that I remember. In the morning things became more clear and I was convinced then that Harry must have masturbated me. He often reminded me how I past out sometimes telling me to be careful of the pills I took. He did tell me he carried me to my room sometimes but never said anything about undressing me. It was the following month that I actually was awake enough to relies Harry was fingering me and I was naked. I felt him hold my breasts and lick them while rubbing my G spot at the same time. I was completely aroused and remember having several orgasms never saying anything to Harry. It was around 2 or 3 am and I just went back to sleep when he left my room. The next day and since then I still have never confronted Harry about it. A few nights after that I had a buzz from the vodka and weed and decided to test Harry. I was sitting on the sofa and pretended I fell asleep which I had done many times unintentionally. I almost gave up at one point because about 30 minutes had past. All the sudden Harry came back into the living room and carried me up to my room. He only turned on the light on my night table after laying me in bed. He left the room but came back a few minutes later and began taking my clothes off. I thought about saying something but was buzzed enough to let him continue and within a few minutes he had me laying naked with my legs spread open. He left the room again and about 5 minutes went by when he came back in only in underwear. He turned the light off and began by slowly fingering me then fondling my breasts. I couldn't believe how easily I got aroused by it and before I knew it he was giving me oral sex which he must have done before without me knowing it. Each time I had an orgasm I let out a moan and wondered if I did that every time he did this. It was dark in the room but before he left he put his penis in my hand for a few minutes. It was sort of a hard on but still soft and I'm not sure why but think because of his age. I don't take the pills as often as I used to but I do still drink to much at times and smoke weed often. Harry thinks he knows when I am high enough for him to come in my room and I just let it continue. It happens at least once every weekend and normally once in the middle of the week. Its always around 2 AM when he comes in and most of the time he gives me oral sex and he always has me hold his penis for a short time. He sometimes touches my breasts with his penis and kind of jerks off but I never saw him cum and wonder if he can. The only time he ever mentions me in bed is to say when he carried me up to my room. I never tell him about being naked in the mornings and even when I go to bed by myself he always takes my PJs off. He either thinks I am stupid or to drunk or high to remember anything. He has never tried to have intercourse with me and I think its because he is not hard enough. He must like giving me oral sex though because he licks me everywhere sometimes even on my anus. I get so aroused from him that I will probably never tell him I know what he is doing. He might be a dirty old man but I'm just as bad for letting him. I started dating a guy last month but I still don't deny Harry coming in my room and often fake being buzzed hoping he will.

    #41180 — Comments (4) — Aug 18, 2018 at 12:44 PM — That's Juicy! (4) Remove This.
  • — 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.
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