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I sneak around and suck others guys cock. After I added up my list, I realized that I’ve sucked 47 guys total. With multiple events with each guy. I’ve been sucking one friend for 22 years. I even sucked my nieghbors cock regulary for 4 years, 215 times total with him. I actually just let him cum in my mouth. I’m so gay, right?
My friend invited me to tag along with her and her husband to a festival. I third wheeled them all evening. She is fat and unattractive. He is tall and handsome.
When she went to use the bathroom, I let him suck tequila off my nipples. Then I rode him inside his truck. We walked around for the rest of the evening with his cum all over my boobies. She was clueless. I’m 18 he is 56.
I am a 30 something married woman, outwardly happy with my lot, I am happy with my husband of 10 years, so far no kiddies, but not for the want of trying, lately I have been having a re occurring dream, not every night or sometimes during the day, but about 4 times a week and it has left me wondering why I have this dream.
It all started of quite innocently, I was in bed one morning and I was watching an old black and white film, can't remember the title, there was no nudity or sex, but it struck a chord with me. I drifted off to sleep and I had the strangest dream and I woke in a sweat and almost sobbing when I woke.
I can vividly remember that I was married and living in a darker place however at first I did not realise that it was my real husband as I was married to someone else and I was waiting at the front door for my husband in my dream to return home and I was dressed in the style that would have been the fashion during the 1940's.
I was waiting for my husband at the front door of our terraced house, when he arrived it was a complete stranger, although in my dream it was my husband so acted as I knew him.
I had dinner prepared and we ate, all the time he was running his hand up and down my legs feeling for my stocking tops. This of course was turning me on.
After dinner we cleared up and I was about to slip out to the shops when he stopped me and he just told me to strip, I was taken aback
but as a dutiful housewife I did, off came my dress and slip, so I was standing in my bra, knickers, suspender belt and nylon stockings, which I had never worn in reality ever, I must admit when I saw my reflection in the mirror in out sitting room I did look very sexy, although I remember I was also feeling vulnerable, my husband assisted to remove the rest of my clothing until I was nude. He made me suck his cock until he was big and hard and all the time he was trying to fondle my large free swinging breasts.
He told me to lie on the floor and he stripped and got on top of me and fucked me, I closed my eyes as if some sub conscious thought told me this was wrong and it was not my husband and I didn't want to look into his eyes when he or I climaxed. I can't remember anymore, as I always wake up before either of us climax in my dreams?
This is leaving me in a sweat when I wake, I am at a loss as to why I should be dreaming I am a married wife from the 1940's and dressed accordingly
While I was working in a supermarket, I stole money from my colleagues. This is my confession and I am very sorry about it!
When the people I loved didn’t want me anymore; I slowly realized, I don’t want me anymore either.
Okay so, I'm a fifteen year old girl. Never have I once had sex or been pleasured by someone else. BUT. I pleasure myself all the fucking time. You see I think I have an honest problem. I fucking love porn, I do. Especially ones where two girls go at it or where a girl gets eaten out. I just can't sleep without watching AT LEAST one. My other problem is with masturbation. I had a day off of school today, so I used like ALL day to just go to town with myself. Porn at a good volume, completely naked, moaning, bringing myself to orgasm over and over. I way not me much to look at to some, but if I ever get the chance to finger fuck a girl I will have had PLENTY of practice!
I hope who ever is reading this can take a sec to imagine me touching myself. My sweet little virgin pussy lips being spread apart my my thin fingers. Me using my other hand to slowly put pressure on my clit, yelping in pleasure. Then I begin to rub circles around and on top of my clit. I let out high little moans and squeaks as I pinch my nipples simultaneously. As I remove my hand from my still throbbing pussy I bring my fingers to my lips and swirl my tongue around and between my fingers, coating them in spit only to penetrate myself with them. I rock them in and out of my tight walls, moaning in ecstasy. I thrust my hand in and out even faster until my entire body shakes with an orgasm and I scream out your name. (For writing purposes lol)
Hope that was descent, cause it was pretty accurate misuse the whole "your name" thing.
#smut #masturbation #horny #lol
I’m suffering from self harm addiction and I’m so guilty because I promised everyone I’d stop but I can’t especially when I have a very bad day
I am an 18 year old girl and I love masturbating. When I am home alone or just waiting to fall asleep or just in the mood I get this great tingly feeling down there and I masturbate. Sometimes, I even go on porn websites and find videos of men having a fap. I love the thrill of seeing men ejaculate. It gets me so wet. Sometimes, I also look up men urinating on porn websites. Ladies you should try that. Anyway, I've been masturbating for as long as I can remember and to be honest, I don't even know how I began to do it. I remember when I was younger and I would be rubbing myself and the orgasm would be so great but at the time I would not even know it was an orgasm let alone that I was masturbating. When I was younger I felt guilty about doing it but now that I am older I see that there is no need to feel guilty. It's a great sensation and everyone should try it.
I think I might actually be gay. I joke about it a lot and I've had crushes on other girls before but it just hit me recently that I might be a lesbian. I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it though.
I have been giving my father in law blowjobs for years. He calls me his little blowjob queen. I have probably swallowed more of his cum than I have my husbands.
I always masturbate to German fetish porn. the way the actors/actresses fuck the submissive really makes me want to bust a nut. I also really like watching grannies getting nailed. I think I'm addicted to porn.
I am jealous of the royals. The British royals. I want to be famous as well. I want to be adored and idolized.
I feel gross after what I did while I was horny. So I’m an 18 year old guy. I started messaging this girl on Instagram. She’s like in her 30s, a little overweight. But she posted tongue pictures and her boobs are big. I was so turned on I bought a pair of her dirty underwear for 40 dollars, then payed her 100 dollars to spit in a jar and send it to me. She’s dirty and weird so she’s happy to take my money. But I put the spit she sent me in my mouth and then jerked with the rest of it like it was lotion. Then I licked her stinky panties. I came and it felt soooo goood. Like the best cum ever. But after I feel so gross. I gave money to a random chick. I even told her if we meet I’d give her my whole check from work if she sat on me while spitting in my mouth. I’m disgusted with myself but when I’m horny I do stupid things.
I'm a single guy but have been carrying on an affair with a married woman for a couple weeks now. It started simply - two people who were mutually attracted to one another - but it's gotten complicated recently. Her husband, who's a friend, despite a couple years difference in age, confessed to me while golfing the other day that his wife seems off and that he thinks she's having affair. I didn't think he was testing me as he seemed very genuine so I just gave him the advice I would give anyone in that spot. A couple days later, I ran into the both of them at a nearby restaurant. I was with a date. My buddy was really nice, made a great effort with my date but his wife, my mistress, was a little cold. I know I need to end it. Quickly.
My wife and I went to the Bahamas last summer and met a nice couple there. We're both in our late twenties. I'm a decent looking guy, played college baseball, and my wife is a slim, pretty brunette who was a cheerleader. We met at college and got married right after we graduated. We both work out and take pretty good care of ourselves. The couple we met, Marco and Maria, were a really nice married couple in their mid thirties and both, especially Maria, were really,really good looking people.
We basically buddied up and spent the whole week together sightseeing, dining, hitting the water,etc. and had a great time.
We were kind of overjoyed to find out that they actually lived in the neighboring town to ours and, like ourselves, had no kids. Marco was born in Peru and Maria was born in Venezuela. Maria looked like one of those Miss Universe contestants. I mean just flippin' gorgeous from head to toe and immaculately groomed.
We became great friends and started going out to dinner every Friday night, went to some local events and concerts together.
Then one day at the gym, in the sauna, Marco remarked to me that he and Maria had tried swinging before. He said my wife was beautiful and that Maria thought really highly of me. I knew that my wife had given Marco some looks before, checking him out, because he's like male model good looking, well built and I understand she's only human just like I was and I'd given Maria quite a few glances discretely myself.
He said they'd done it three or four times and it had really spiced up their marriage. I told him I'd mention it to Kelly, my wife, but I wasn't sure she'd go for it. I'd never done anything like that before and Kelly's a preachers daughter.
Kelly laughed when I mentioned it, said she was so flattered, but told me she didn't think she could "do that" unless she was really drunk and laughed. But she said she'd consider it. That weekend we were at another friends house for a party, about a dozen or so of us, and I noticed at one point that Kelly was really giving Marco a look over while he chatted with a few friends of ours. He was oblivious to it at that time.
In the car, Kelly softly said to me "Ok. I'll try it but I'm gonna be so nervous. Are you sure?"
I responded "I'll be nervous too. I've never done anything like that before but,you know, you only live once. If either of us doesn't like it we just tell them it's not for us."
Of course, I wanted to fuck Maria so badly at that point, being so close, that I'd have said anything to convince Kelly.
The next day I called Marco and told him it was a go. He said Maria would set it up and call Kelly after I told him how nervous she was. Hell, I'd never cheated on Kelly and never would, so I was just as nervous that I might not be able to perform with her in the room.
That Saturday night we went over their home and had a nice dinner and a glass of wine or two by their pool. Then we went into their guest room, a rather large room, where two beds were side by side.
"I'm so nervous!" Kelly blurted out and Marco took her hands and kissed her softly on her lips.
Kelly looked at me after the kiss and I nodded my head that it was ok. Kelly smiled nervously and began to exchange several kisses with Marco. Maria smiled and sat down on my lap, as I sat on the edge of the bed, and we began kissing.
After several moments I heard a sigh, followed by a long and loud moan, and looked over to see Marco kneeling at the foot of the bed.
Kelly was laying back on the bed, her legs draped over his shoulders, and Marco was apparently giving her the pussy licking of her life because I'd never heard her make sounds like that before.
"Oh my God!!!" Kelly groaned, her hands holding onto Marco hands as his face was buried between her thighs. I saw my wife's eyes roll back in her head and she let out another loud moaning sound, her head turning from side to side, As Maria started sucking my cock as I laid back on the bed.
"Don't pay no attention to them" Maria whispered, laughing, but I was unable to look away watching him go down on my wife. I was so distracted by Kelly's groans and moans that I was forgetting that maybe the most beautiful woman I'd ever be with was on her knees sucking my cock.
"What do you want? What do you want?" Marco demanded of my wife, his voice somewhat authoritative now, and Kelly sat up.
"I want to fuck" Kelly replied, looking up at him.
"I want you" she repeated and I suddenly felt afraid.
"Suck my cock" Marco instructed her and, as Maria climbed atop of me kissing at my neck as she reached down for my cock, and Kelly unbuckled his belt and pulled his trousers and briefs down.
"Oh my God" Kelly said softly, stroking his nearly ten inch cock, and she wrapped her lips around the head of it.
"I waited a year to fuck you and it's gonna be worth every minute of waiting" Marco said to her and, to my disbelief, Kelly looked up at him, kissed his cock, and replied "I wanted that too" and resumed sucking it.
This wasn't what I'd envisioned it being.
"You want it?" Marco asked.
"Oooh yeah I do!" Kelly said softly, in reply, no longer even bothering to look in my direction.
Maria was riding me at this point and I held her ass as she rocked to and fro but I was unable to turn my eyes away from them.
"Oh my God yeah!!!It's so big!!!" Kelly blurted out loudly, as Marco entered her on the bed from behind. He held onto her hips firmly and she looked back over her shoulder at him and smiled.
"You wanna fuck this cock?" Marco asked slowly thrusting into her.
"Uh-huh!Yes!" Kelly answered ,her butt propped up and her head resting on her arms.
"Then fuck it" Marco instructed, and I watched as my wife began to rock herself back and forth on his shaft, moaning and groaning loudly as he patted her ass a few times.
Then he put his right hand on her left ass cheek and turned to look at me.
"Oh she's got a tight pussy!" he said, laughing, and Kelly just continued banging herself on his cock. My wife was intensely into it and I was so distracted that I think Maria was at the point of not caring but she whispered "It's ok. I know most men can react like that. They don't like to see their wife do that." and she forced her mouth on mine. But I was obsessed with watching them at that point so I positioned Maria so that I could continue to fuck her but watch them.
"Oh yeah fuck me! Come on fuck me!" Kelly groaned loudly, she had clearly orgasmed a few times already in just 30 minutes and I was thinking this would be the last time.
"Come on" Marco said, pulling his cock out and laying down on the bed. Kelly grasped it and began sucking it again as he laid there and she looked right into his eyes as she sucked it.
"Yeah....you want that? you want some more?" Marco asked and Kelly nodded her head.
"I do" Kelly responded and she crawled atop of him, his hands caressing my wife's naked flesh lovingly, and Kelly kissed at his lips in a way that was tender and loving and made me nervous. They spent a few moments exchanging very wet, tender kisses, his hands on her back and hers on his chest, and then Kelly reached down and inserted his cock into herself. She kept kissing at his lips and it seemed far too passionate. I'd thought it would be more physical but they seemed so affectionate and intimate that I suddenly felt threatened.
This guy didn't just have my wife hot for his body, or just for sex, he had her worked up for him as a man it seemed. They were kissing passionately as Kelly rode him.
"I love it!!!" Kelly blurted out as she rode him, looking into his eyes, no longer any concern at all about my presence and she groaned loudly.
"Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me Marco!" Kelly demanded as she bounced atop of him, his hands on her waist as she shook her hips and I came as Maria pulled my cock out.
Maria kissed my cheek and got up off the bed and she left me there to watch my wife ride Marco to her delight. I quickly glanced and Maria was recording them as I laid there watching. I masturbated to it. I admit I was more aroused watching them than I had been fucking a beautiful woman like Maria. I don't know why.
When they finished Kelly smiled, kissed him several times, and they both kind of laughed.
We went home and, as I drove, Kelly softly said "I want to do that again with them." adding " Maybe every weekend." as she looked out the window.
I replied "Are you sure? I was kind of uncomfortable. Let's think it over for a while" and as I was about to continue on Kelly cut me off.
"I'm doing it again with them" and she just kind of smiled contentedly as she looked out the window.
I'm 34 years old, and my husband and I have been married for 10 years. We both always wanted kids, but his sperm count was low. We agreed to do IVF when we turned 30. But I got impatient. When I was 28, there was this guy in our neighborhood, about ten years younger than us. Really hot, and he seemed into me. So we started having an affair. He was young, but so much more fun than my husband in bed. I'd let him do things I never let my husband do, including anal (which my husband said my ass was made for). It was a fun romp, but I ended up pregnant. Feeling guilty, I confessed to my husband. I didn't want him to have to raise another man's child if he didn't want to. Instead, he was totally okay with it. He said he'd love to watch next time. About two years later, wanting another kid, my husband suggested instead of invitro, we go out and find a guy for me to hook up with, and he'd watch us have sex. We wouldn't use protection, to increase my chances of getting pregnant, and every night I"d bring home a different guy. My husband would hide in the closet and watch us have sex. We'd do this every night until I had a positive pregnancy test. We repeated this again when we were 32, and now that we're 34 we're about to do it again. But I feel a bit guilty, and feel that there's something wrong with it. I mean I don't tell them that I'm on birth control, and they don't use a condom so they know it's a possibility. They're all just one night stands, but still it feels wrong knowing that they'll never know they have offspring out there. Part of me feels like there's nothing wrong with it. I mean it's their choice not to use protection. But part of me feels like they have a right to know.
I’m a twenty eight year old guy who has been living a secret life for the past five years. When I was twenty three I had graduated college and found a job with a big company. A sexy older women who worked in a different part of the building started flirting with me. I saw no ring on her finger and decided to go for it. We had sex on our first date and she really knew how to screw. She told me all she wanted was a sex partner and being young that was fine with me. About two months into our fling I found out she was married and had a kid. I talked to her about it but she didn’t care. All she wanted was a young man with a big dick to fuck. I told her that I couldn’t see her anymore and things ended. Time went on and I dated women my age but it just wasn’t the same. All I could think about was how the married women was insatiable. How she knew how to fuck like an animal. I then realized that a sexualy frustrated married women was a wildcat in bed. No commitment, no rules , just animalistic sex beyond your wildest dreams. Then I decided that’s all I wanted so I began hunting married women. I’ve never told my friends for fear of judgment. In the past five years I’ve had eighteen affairs with married women and so far I’ve never been caught. Forbidden fruit is truly the sweetest.
I use to stay home from school fake sick in 6th and 7th grade and I would jack my dick in the window when people be stuck by train.
Now I’m grinding my pillow and watching my medium sized boobs bounce in the mirror in front of my bed, moaning and imagining myself riding my boy best friend who has given me compliments about my boobs several times.
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