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? Is there a burning sex question you'd like to ask that only a woman would understand? This is the place. The things you can confess here might fall into other sections, too - but here you have your own place to post. After all, this section is ..for Women Only.

There's Women And Men, And There Is That Man A Woman Belongs To

It happened at a team building exercise. I was on his team, random selection. I was paired with him, against two other randomly selected coworkers. I followed him, did what he did. One of the women on the other team accused me of not having a brain of my own. I didn't answer, I just sat and let him speak for me.

When you are with 'the man' who speaks for you, who decides when and where you go, who allows some to be friends, other no, you don't mind at all. That's why he's the man. If you don't understand that, then there is not much of a woman in you.

  • Yes I Got Pregnant My First Time, And I'm Accused Of 'trapping' Him

    Yeah, well, guess what? I was naughty as a girl. I went to a movie with a guy, upper classman in high school, and he had me give him a hand job in the movie. My first 'cock'. Later on, at another movie, I bent over to suck him. It was really a shock to me, what I felt when I had his cock in my mouth. Later in his car I gave him a complete blow job and he gave me a facial.

    But I never let him 'get in my pants'. I was scared. Really.

    I went away to college and lived in a house with three other women. The dating scene at college was informal, and it wasn't strange at all to get up in the morning and some guy was there. But there were four of us, two of us had guys stay over and two of us never did. It was gross.

    I was in my last semester six weeks from graduation when a guy got in my pants. It was at another apartment, a friend of his, after a party. It was a mix of seniors and grad students. It was unceremonious. He pulled my pants down and had sex with me on the floor between the couch and the coffee table. I had to stand up to pull my pants back up, with my friends watching me. I ran off to the bathroom and went into shock. I lost my balance and fell to the floor. I couldn't breathe. I was moving around like a fish out of water, knocking against the door and the walls. Until some of the guys got the door open and one of the girls came in to see what was going on. I had a 'seizure', but really I had an anxiety attack.

    My also not sexually active roommate looked after me. Watching for signs. The big one being missing my period, which I did. She watched for other signs before taking me to the med clinic on campus. The doctor, a young guy, told me that it happened all the time, that's why so many girls got married right after graduation. It was not funny to me. He gave me these pamphlets on VD. Cause I didn't know him.

    The topic came up, he was a year from finishing his grad work and I was graduating in May. I wasn't showing then, but I was pregnant, and we eloped before I went home for the summer. Originally I was going to be a teacher, and look for a job, but pregnant and married I had to wait to see what he did. My mother and aunt worked on me until I went down to do the name change.

    I went back up to where my husband was and spent that year as a new mother and housewife. I thought I would be alone, but there were lots of women like me. Dozens and dozens. The word was that we got knocked up to trap a guy, as our only goal was an MRS degree. I never lived that down.

    I worked some, but not much, my role was to make a home and make a family. That's what you did. From time to time I was asked how I caught my husband and reeled him in. Even years later that is the assumption people make when you get pregnant in college before graduation. It is all about the MRS degree.

    Walked In

    I had my headphones in with the noise cancellation feature and walked in on my roommates bf cheating with our suite mate. We all hate my roommate who can be a total bitch when everyone is there. I excused myself, and they continued on as if nothing happened. They were both drenched in sweat, it reeked of body sweat. The girl he was cheating with is a short nerdy girl from India studying nursing. I was completely shocked, she was on her tippy toes arching her back while he penetrated her roughly. I’m not sure they even cared I was there, I’m sure they both were blowing off steam. They kept going at it for a couple hours, I couldn’t help masturbate to the sounds of her sucking him off and her wet pussy taking it from behind. At 6 am he came knocking on my door, she was knocked out and he had to go to work. He pleaded not to say anything, he had my word I don’t care enough to get involved.

  • Turned On By Husband

    My husband is only the second guy I have slept with. My high school boyfriend was the first, but it wasn't many times. We have a female friend who shares a house with us and we are pretty open around each other. One night my husband told me he was going to sleep with our housemate and left to go to her bedroom. I laid in bed and I could hear our friend moaning as my husband fucked her. I felt jealous, but I also found myself aroused by the knowledge that another woman was fucking him. I waited until things grew quiet. then I went naked into the bedroom where my husband and our friend were lying together. I got on the other side of him and sucked him clean. I got on top of him and fucked him really well. I was very horny. I had several orgasms before I made him cum in. me.

    That night was a dicovery for me which I still don't understand completely. I am really turned on when I know my husband is in our friend. When I ask him to describe fucking her to me, I get very wet and want him to fuck me hard. I have watched them a couple of times and it is very erotic and I fuck my husband in front of her after he has finished in her. I wonder if some other women feel the same as I do?

    Ten Years After High School, Where Are We?

    High School friends, ten years later.

    Two went away to small private liberal colleges, came back hating the patriarchy and new found lesbian lifestyle.

    Two got married after college, have small children.

    I went to a small state college, graduated with a 2.3 GPA in Marketing and student debt in the tens of thousands, lost my 'boyfriend' to an overdose, thank God we were never intimate. I worked as a waitress, before getting a job in inside sales (read, purchase order taker). I became involved with an older married man and am currently pregnant.

    The two who went lesbians are insufferable, loaded with boundless hate and disgust for 'normals', no longer our friends because we 'sold out' to the patriarchy. My two married friends are near and dear to me, we are mutually supportive, I love the kids, and that's why I'm pregnant. My situation is financially desperate, and having a 'friend with benefits' who helps me financially has been a Godsend. So it's extramarital? That too is a lifestyle.

  • A Change Of Heart

    I had a boss who got on my case so bad about not fulfilling my birth duty to have children. I wasn't married, but never mind. I was career oriented, but never mind. I was 28, he was against women turning 30 without children. He ignored all my arguments, and since I didn't have a husband he stepped in and impregnated me.

    The first months were psychologically difficult, but as my stomach grew bigger and bigger I started bonding with the baby. I went into a nesting frenzy, wanting only the best for my baby. I put a lot of pressure on him to give me more and more money. With my baby in arms I breast fed, and when my 12 weeks maternity was up I was not ready. I threw a tantrum, until he let me stay home with my baby.

    At 12 months after I stopped breast feeding I wanted another baby. Again he stepped in because I don't have a husband. This second pregnancy was easy, I went crazy with my second baby, a girl. I'm not working, I'm playing with my baby. My son is now in preschool in the mornings.

    I know I had aspirations for a career, but now that I have kids I don't ever want to leave them. I decided that for my kids I will be better off marrying their father.

    I'm In A Very Strange Relationship With The Man I Worked For

    I met him for lunch at a Jamaican restaurant. His pick. I worked for him for four years but I still went when he called. In the parking lot he kissed me, and parted my lips with his tongue. He said he was going out of town, and he wanted my company. I really did think I said no, but he must have misunderstood. He came to get me. With my passport.

    We went to Mexico, to a time share. I did the cooking, made the beds, he liked watching me do housework. I had a two piece with me, he allowed me when we were in the hot tub, but I had to buy a one piece to go down to the pool. Night was him on the right and me on the left. Cold sheets between us.

    I waited and waited for him to make a move. Cold sheets, but his eyes followed me as I got ready for bed. It took forever to fall asleep, waiting. He was easy to please for breakfast, coffee and cereal. Lunch was out at some restaurant, dinner too except for one night we had sandwiches. The week went by fast, we were back at my apartment.

    He was 'an animal', I couldn't handle what was happening. He left after he was satisfied with himself, I laid there. Six nights in Mexico and he waited to take me in my apartment. When he calls I answer, when he wants to do lunch I meet him, if he comes to my apartment I give in, I don't know when he'll be with me the next time.

    I know I'm in love with him. I think he loves me, but never says anything.

    It Just Feels Good

    I like feeling a dick go in me. It's addictive. I learned how to fuck and haven't stopped.

    A Man May Have A Dick And Balls, But He Don't Have A Pussy

    Back when I was fourteen my neighbor friend and me we took the mirror off the back of the bathroom door and laid it on the floor. then took our pants and panties off and squatted, and got the first full look at our underside.

    It wasn't till I was in college that a guy licked me there. Then he crawled over me and stuck his dick in all the way. That's the day I became a woman, do to speak.

    Whenever I'm feeling a lot less than I am, I take the mirror down and lay it on the floor, and take a good look of me down there. I ain't no man, what I got down there is all woman.

  • I Know What I Want, What Kind Of Man

    My dad was one of those men who commanded respect where ever he went. Yes Sir, or No Sir type of man. He told me I could date when I was 29. If a man touched me, he'd kill him. That sort of dad.

    The long and short of it is I can't stand pussies or mama boys. I need a man.