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- Women Only -
Straight Female / 61

Papa Was Uncut.

My papa was from the old country as they used to say. He was raised in Italy before coming to the US after WW1. Papa was uncut as were many other men from that era, I'm told. I can remember the first time I saw him rinsing off while standing in a tub of water. He caught me staring at him thru the open door.

I was a young teen at the time and had never seen a man naked before and I was just standing there staring thru the open door. Papa was uncut and had a very big cock. "Come in Child" he said, "It's ok". I walked in and sat in the edge of the tub and watched as he dried himself off. His cock was slowly swinging back and forth. I almost died when he took my hand and placed it on his cock. He smiled at me and told me again "It's ok".

The more I handled it, the bigger it got. It was almost scary, I mean it was so big. He asked me if I liked playing with it and I couldn't speak, and just nodded my head yes as he smiled at me. Then we heard Granny coming in from the garden and he told me I'd better run along for now. As I walked out, he was just pulling up his underwear and I could see the huge bulge.

All that summer, whenever Granny wasn't around, he'd let me see his big uncut cock. I'd play with it and make it stand up and throb, squirting cum.

It wasn't until I was about 16, did I learn that not all men were uncut with such big cocks..

Well Ladies, that's my confession.....Lonnie.

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# 82964 - by Lonnie / October 2, 2025
    • - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 33

    And The Light Turned On And I Could See My Path Was Wrong And Repented

    I was in college at the time, in a same sex relationship with a journalism major. She was a firebrand, and became wholly immersed in the activist lifestyle. Already on the rocks I asked her to attend my cousin's wedding. She was against white supremacists, oligarchy, patriarchy, etc. She came, and I was immediately embarrassed.

    We were sat at a table with two other couples, older with wedding bands and smiles. My cousin opted for the obedience vow and my girlfriend was on fire. The man across from us explained in a calm voice that we all obeyed on a regular basis. The police? the schedule of classes, and that their beliefs were that there is a man of the house, and the wife and children were obedient. It had worked for centuries, and 'her' model was a complete failure.

    At that point I added, 'if he were the man of my house, I would be obedient'. Well, she threw her drink at me and walked out screaming. I apologized for her behavior, and the wife stood and walked me to the ladies room to help clean me clean up and loaned me her sweater.

    She asked me if I meant what I said, being an obedient wife is not easy. But, she showed me pictures of her children. A house cannot have two heads, so the wife accepts her husband. It wasn't long after the wedding that I became pregnant, and I recited my obedience vows to him. He is the head of my household, the father of my children. I shoulder my share of home making, of maternal obligations. A man is what I want and need in my life, I just couldn't see it.

    Our community is tight knit, with neat and clean homes and children. Some men carry the obligation for more than one wife, some do not. In our community being fruitful is our purpose, and when we take his hand to be his wife we accept that he is our head of household.

    My friend, that woman, went to live with her kind, was found on a sidewalk in a homeless encampment in Seattle over dosed and near death. She is unable to care for herself. Her family requests contributions. Our family prayed and agreed to share from our savings. If only she had seen the light he showed us that evening, to take his hand and join his house and be worthy.

    His traditions, centuries, millennia old, are what our Lord calls us to be, obedient wives and mothers. Her ways lead to the gates of Hell. I cannot favor her, her path is wrong, and she's proved it.

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    # 82961 - by JoAnna / October 2, 2025
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    Straight Female / 35

    And So It Is, One Day A New Baby Came To My Home, With Her Mother Too

    When I was 32, married six years, I was faced with a love child by my husband's coworker. I knew her, I just never expected a child from her. A true career woman, honors graduate, focused. My talks with her were never about children, always about work. Now she sat across from me, telling me, and asking me to accept her child as my own.

    I cannot tell you what emotional tornado hit me, on the one hand a baby is always welcome, mine or hers. Yes, I would more than gladly accept her wish. I fell to my knees and laid my head in her lap. A baby, a baby. We would have a baby in our house.

    We planned, let my husband know together, we were going to have a new baby in our home.

    The fact that he had cheated, that she had made a fool of me, all melted away. That night I didn't sleep. In a short six months we would have a new baby to love.

    Our new baby came, perfect with ten fingers and toes, I had the nursery ready, I held her in my arms. Six weeks later she asked me, what if she was the 'mother'. Sure, you are her mother. But every day, if you teach me? Yes of course. We can have our baby. You just have to love her, every second of the day, the rest is easy. And she laid her head in my lap.

    Sharing a baby is something new. Legally, she's mine and my husband's. But God chose her to make her, she is her Mother, not me. With our baby, on the bed, with her mothers beside her, we held hands and promised our baby we would be the best mothers a girl can have.

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    # 82922 - by Miriam / September 30, 2025
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    Straight Female / 23

    When A Man Makes You His, You Are His, So Show It Off

    As a corporate drone working in HR I got pushed up against a desk one night after dark and he ran himself up my dark hole in the back. I was prepared for him running me through up front, but that's not how it went down that night.

    Once you are back door fucked you don't have a chance. He owns you outright and that's the way it was with me. He wanted vagina, a lot and I let him have all the vagina he wanted. And more. I wanted him to come see me, I wanted him to feel me up, I wanted him to fuck me. I didn't resist.

    I made the mistake of thinking that was my dick. I got that wrong, while I was his chick, he had rights to fuck other girls. So the only way to keep him on me, was to just keep him coming back. That's the way I rationalized it. I belonged to him, so he got what he owned. If he wanted to he could brand me.

    We went to this party and this one chick had a guy's name tattooed on her neck. I noticed, how couldn't I notice. This chick knew who she belonged to. I liked that. I talked to her she was hispanic but third generation, and her man was a cop. That sounded so good, my man was a corporate drone, not a real man like hers. That was the first time I called him my man, to someone else.

    I agreed to have his full name on my backside, below the bikini line. Just for him to see. Later, I mean several months later, I had his first name tattooed on my breast above the bra line. A birthday g*ft. Fuck it, when you belong to a man you belong to a man. I want the ring and all the other stuff. But he's holding back, says I'm too young still.

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    # 82911 - by Elizabeth / September 30, 2025
    - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 45

    Our Visit To A Close Friend

    I'm not sure where to correctly post this, however it is something that I experienced so I will post in Women, even though it could go to other topics. Just this past weekend, my husband and I flew to visit a longtime friend at her home. She is widowed and hasn't been with anyone since her longtime husband passed away nearly 5 years ago. I grew up with her, and husband has known her for more than 20 years. We all know each other well.

    The first day of the visit we were out to a nice dinner, and somehow the topic of her social life came up. She said that she was still so busy with a career that she hasn't been with anyone really since her husband passed away. She was always really popular in college and is still really attractive, I told her so, and we continued to enjoy dinner. Afterward we were at a small bar down the street from her place, which we were staying at with her, and one more cocktail than I needed she said something complimentary regrading my husband when he went to the restroom. I jokingly said maybe I should share him with you! We are not like that and have never done anything like that in our entire relationship. I'm not sure if it was the drinks or me feeling her loneliness, that made me say that, but I did? I thought she would laugh like we always do, and that would be it. Surprisingly she said, "you would do that?" I thought deeply and said, yes if she meant just playing around, but no sex. She smiled and said whatever I was comfortable with.

    Husband came back none the wiser and we headed home. It was pretty late at this point, and we retired to our rooms. I told husband what had transpired and knowing what I thought men would say, was a little surprised when he said he wasn't sure, and it could cause problems. I told him I would talk to her about it in depth in the morning. To make a long story short after discussing it with her over coffee in the am, I felt comfortable, and we made plans to do it after dinner that evening. I am not bisexual or anything like that and I'm pretty sure my friend M is the same but that evening we joined her in her large room, and all removed our clothes. She did have a very nice body, for someone our age, and we all were on her bed talking and she was rubbing her hands over my husband's body as we sat and laid there. I watched her hand rubbing closer and closer to Hubbys semi hard shaft and I leaned over to kiss him while she slowly began to stroke him.

    I'm not a super possessive person but I figured I might have a huge issue with this, but watching her nipples grow erect as she was touching him, I was actually aroused at this sight? This went on for a short time, and at one point he was licking me while my friend continued to stroke him while kissing him below his navel. She looked at me as she moved to his now swollen penis somewhat asking is this still ok. I smiled and so did she as she slipped him into her mouth. The most interesting part was still to come. I will continue shortly.

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    # 82880 - by Laura / September 29, 2025
    • - Women Only -
    Lesbian Female / 29

    I'm In The Closet, So No One Knows I'm Not Straight

    About to be induced, what can I expect once I give up all control next Tuesday?

    It's my first, pretty sure it's my last. This whole experience has not been a blast. And I'm not ready for forever, I am not a nurturing kind. I was told that I have to bond immediately and nursing is how you bond. Why not bottles? I don't get it.

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    # 82822 - by Rose / September 27, 2025
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    Straight Female / 35

    When The Heat Rises Your Vision Blurs And Your Body Commands You

    In 2015 I decided to surrender. I gave in. I became one more foolish girl. I understood intellectually, but my feelings were in charge. It was electric. Best sex doesn't cover it, for the first time I knew I was a woman. A deep feeling came up in me, I trembled as I delivered myself, I wanted to get pregnant. No amount of discussion could change my mind, all I could say is that I wasn't in charge, my body was.

    He, the man that I surrendered to, stood with me, introduced me to his family. It was a very uncomfortable time being pregnant in front of his wife and children. But one day, when it was time to deliver, his wife was in the delivery room with me. She laid my naked baby, fresh from the womb, on my naked chest, my bosom, to hold my baby. Motherhood is universal.

    Well, my 'baby' is nine, in the fourth grade, I'm working at a preschool, my daughter's 'other mother', quit her job after Covid, and does the school drop off and pickup. My 'heat' dropped back to normal. But in the dark of night, when I'm alone with my thoughts, it rises. And sometimes I grab my pillow and walk down the hall to him. His arm around me, his breath on me, I cuddle closely. I am a woman. I feel it, like the tide rising. A calling, that I can't quiet. I need this man inside me.

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    # 82787 - by Sandra / September 26, 2025
    - Women Only -
    Straight Female / 28

    I Have A Hard Time Believing I Have Four Kids And I'm Married

    28f. I agreed to go out with a girl I met at the gym. We go to a club. I ran into one of the men at work, and he tried to pull me aside. Next thing I know the other girl starts to get hit on by these black guys, and we sit with them. I get the other guy who starts pawing my leg.

    My coworker leans over and whispers in my ear that ha had just seen that guy in the bathroom rubbing salve inside his lip, which had visible sores. To excuse myself, and he would take me home.

    I thought at first he was butting in, then he whispered incurable herpes or syphilis in my ear. Get the fuck up and leave with him. My gym friend is being necked on by then, so I just got up, and the guy pulled me back down. I got scared, fortunately my coworker saw it, and he interfered, said I was his sister.

    In the car he really came down on me hard, told me if I was with these kinds of guys I needed a complete workup, including AIDS. Scared me so bad I did not sleep. The next day he came by and took me to a sex clinic for tests. After a couple of weeks everything came up negative, even though I had told him I had never been with anyone like that. I was virgin, which he chose not to believe.

    He kept me on a leash. I had to date him. He told me he had seen me, but now he was all in. And I wasn't going nowhere. I ended up under him, while he enjoyed the ride, and married and pregnant, one boy, then another 11 months later, then twin girls 18 months after that.

    That's why I'm 28 with four kids. I don't work, I'm home. He's high enough up that he can afford me and the kids and a house. I've spent a lot of wasted energy on why me. I believe him now, because I do, those guys that night looked like pimps.

    I get 100 percent of the cooking, but I have help with the housecleaning, and I've had the same nanny for three years. I'm getting my shape back, 30 pounds heavier, and I'm working out at the gym, not the same gym. I don't even remember when I was virgin, it's like a dream sequence. I'm not now that's a given. When he first got on me, I was scared and dry. Now I'm wet and he slips right in without a problem. I'm thinking of a V lift for my birthday. I got my tubes tied when the girls were a C section. He told me he would spring for a tight pussy for my birthday.

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    # 82729 - by Marianne / September 24, 2025
    - Women Only -
    Straight Male / 20

    Pumped Off By Men

    Rubber Cock ring Ball vibrator was the best thing I ever brought. I wear it all the time now.

    I wear it for older perv men, those I meet a lot when I'm out because when they grope me in parks or pump me in cars it makes sure I stay rock hard for them.

    At my friends house, he's an old pervert, he let's me walk around his bedroom wearing it and let's me wear stockings too. He has me walk around a few times before he wanks me and sucks it all out. He's very good at it. I like it when he takes me into the bathroom, there's a full length mirror he has me stand in front of it, him at me side. He puts my legs a bit wide apart so my balls bounce when he's wanking me, I love that. It doesn't hurt, I'm so hard and he wanks it so fast it's like vibrating.

    I made myself available to men some time ago after a man and his friend took turns at a party to make me cum for them both. Since then I love cuming for men.

    Now I find myself in public bathrooms, cars, bushes, old buildings, rooms, so many places with total strangers just cuming for them all.

    My friends all love cock. Every day, pump pump pump... Spunk. Pump pump pump... Spunk, it's wonderful.

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    # 82705 - by CockRing / September 23, 2025
    • - Women Only -
    Bi-Sexual Female / 26

    Our Voyage Of Discovery

    In my mid twenties, I am sharing with Erika, a half Greek half Italian girl, daughter of an airline pilot. Her dad flew cross Pacific, which meant she grew up half orphan. Erika liked to dress up, very exotic. Her Mom's taste and her Dad's aplomb came thru. I'm not saying, but I was accused of being jealous.

    For fun, or because we were a bit naughty, we often went topless, and tits are attractive, and kissing, fondling was natural. Things went further, deep finger penetrations, pussy grooming together, mirrors and phone shots exploring what we have down there. We never dated, I mean guys, we had each other. Her mother, Italian, thought we were cute learning all about our bodies with each other.

    We went to different colleges, she's an 'artist', I'm more pragmatic, I studied accounting. And now, that we are in our twenties, we are trying out our wings, we are sharing a boyfriend.

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    # 82681 - by Brooks / September 23, 2025
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