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.

Women Of The World Unite,

Bear children and keep him from running.

There is so much narrative about the male female dynamic. Everyone is focused on 'successful' independent women. The majority of us still suck dick for a living. I studied nursing, and married a doctor, and suck his dick for him to keep me. In his practice there are so many pretty nurses, willing to do anything to get a doctor husband. I don't complain, I have my job, he lets me. I have his children, that's a point of leverage. I do a good job at the day to day living, I keep a good house and am a decent hostess. But I never go to bed unaware there is a nurse out there shooting at me.

I made up my mind early, if he did philander. If he did find some nurse worth fucking. I would say nothing. Let it run its course. She has nothing on me. Sex is just sex, not different than a blowjob, or masturbating. If he had to get his balls emptied, well I couldn't stop him anyway. But what I could do was have a bunch of children, tie him down that way. Four is a lot these days, and he is head over heals with the little one. He will think twice about leaving, leaving his children. I worked with a financial advisor, and I consulted a family law lawyer. I learned what I needed to do to make sure that a divorce will be so expensive, he will end up in an apartment with some twenty two year old that still needs her diaper changed.

So I don't worry if he gets some now and then. He has a stressful job, it's not the work itself, it's the responsibility of his patient. HIs job is very stressful, partly why I always suck his dick, my legs are always open. But if some newly minted nurse wants to suck his dick I can't stop it. All I can do is making an exit for him so expensive and painful that he doesn't contemplate it.

  • Landing My First Dick, Getting Lucky

    I worked with another girl I met there. She was always bragging about going and getting lucky. The longer I worked there she told stories of rich men, stories of some hung black man, stories of getting beat up on the weekend. I didn't like her stories and didn't want to listen, but she told me those stories anyway and how much I was missing.

    One of those days she told me that she had met this black man and she was going out with him that weekend, and he had a friend and I need to be her wingman. I didn't want to go but she insisted. It was already getting towards the end of the work day and I was trapped by her and let it out with one of my male coworkers. An older guy to us, and he listened and leaned over.

    Do you really want a black dick to fuck you? What if that black man has AIDS or something else like that? Have you thought of that? What about getting a little n****r baby? Want that? If you are so hard up I'll take you home and fuck you myself. And he stood looking down at me, I'm pulling rank on you, you are not going out with a black man. They have their women, you belong to a white man.

    Well he said out loud what I was feeling, And to be honest I wasn't a girl who just let some guy fuck her. I had standards, and I hadn't fallen down to going out to some bar and being picked up by some man I never saw again. I sat in his office and asked how I was going to get out of it, I had already told her I would go, but only as a friend, I had no interest in meeting a man like that. He told me to just come out and fess up to it, 'your man won't allow it'. Your man had told you to stay away from that date and you weren't going to disobey him. And if she pushed the issue, point to him, he would back me up.

    I didn't go on that date, I became that man's girlfriend, and he had his way with me, that weekend. It was my first time. I did my best to fake it, but he knew, and he told me he would cover for me. And I wasn't just some piece of ass anyway.

    Single Professional Girl In The Eighties

    As a young professional in the early 80s I dressed the part, with padded shoulders. There were parties all over and at some there were opportunities to buy Tupperware. Even for young girls, not married, without families. And there were the parties for selling perfumes, pyramid schemes. It was at this one party for young professional women, that I met my first dildo. A party for sex toys, a party for sex underwear, a party for sex tapes. All for young women who were professionals, just the like the girl hosting the party, another pyramid scheme.

    The dildos scared me. They were so big. The bigger the better she told us, if you are woman enough to accommodate one. Take for instance, this one, this is the true size of the male genitalia of a Doberman pincer. Here let me show you how to use it. She was already wearing sex panties, when she sat down on the table and opened her legs, the panties had a hole in the middle, big enough for her to grab that dog dick dildo with both hands and insert it all the way in her vagina. Here you try it, show us.

    Good thing we were all girls. Every girl had to stick their favorite dildo in their vagina in front of the other girls. Made it like a club of equally guilty parties. They weren't cheap for us working girls, a nice big dildo was an expensive toy. The Doberman dildo was forty dollars, it came in dark purple and deep red, like the real original. There were live pictures of Doberman dicks for us to compare to. Forty dollars for a dog dick to fuck yourself with.

    This Venezuelan girl said something about size didn't matter, it is how the male used it. But size sells, and the Doberman dildo sold, I bought one. Never used it, I tried it. I finally got rid of it ten years later. By then I had learned a few other things, like the party girl, that liked to touch pussy, suck on a little titty. She was by her own admission, a good kisser. She liked a naked girl beside her. She used dildos because she never touched a man dick, at least that's what she told me. By then she had kissed my pussy, sucked on my titty, kissed me. It turned out that I wanted to, it kept me away from man dicks.

    But now I was 33 and living in Dallas in a nice apartment. I didn't know anyone and I had that dildo and I decided to get rid of it. But not before giving it one last big girl try. The word to use is that you had to stuff it in you, but having a dildo in you felt good. And it caused me to ask myself, what about a man dick. So many girls like that.

    TGI Fridays was the place to go to get together with other young professionals. Males on the make, girls being coy and letting the guys cup a tit, cop a feel. This one man, he said he was in sales, he copped a feel. And I pushed back, and he grabbed me by the pussy. And I pushed back and he called me a bitch and I pushed back. And he kissed me in the hall next to the bathroom. And I pushed back. And I faced him in my apartment, his hard dick staring at me, my wet pussy waiting. It wasn't that dildo that did it, that Venezuelan girl was right about it, it's how the male uses it. That's what makes a dick different than a dildo.

  • When Mature Outscores Girl In A Man's Eyes

    During my first year out of school I worked for a company that had a lot of first year out of college kids working there. We hung together and made friends. We also went through trainings and seminars and late nights. It was hard work.

    I had a two man office. I shared the office with an older guy, also first year out of college, but he had been in the service first. He was quiet and didn't find us fun. Too immature for him. One day this girl, a cheerleader type, she was from the audit department, came up to look at some of our files. We had ordered them from archives and they were in boxes against the wall. She wore a dress, and she kneeled in front of the boxes to look for the file she had to find. Bent over she showed her panties from behind, her panties tight around her lips. I looked at him, and mouthed 'do you like that?'

    No, he said he didn't, that sort of thing didn't turn him on. I turned him on. He wanted to fuck me. No nonsense type of guy. Just lay it out there. He took me out to lunch that day, at this small Italian place and told me that he didn't have time for bitches, he wanted woman and I looked the type. He'd fuck me and then make up his mind if I was a 'keeper'.

    For a girl with a big mouth, the real thing was anything like I had dreamed of. First of all, he's in charge. It's your body, but he's using it for his pleasure. His slap on the ass came as surprise. I asked why he slapped me like that. To get your juices going, I like wet pussy. He held me down. I wasn't able to move out from under him. Forced down under him. His dick digging into me, faster and faster, then slow and long, then fast again. Always his eyes on my eyes. Then gripped to him, he went in hard and harder and released all his sperm in me. There, for a moment, the way the boys said in high school, I got an injection to cure me of my virginity.

    There was a dress code I had to abide by. He was older and expected me to respect that. Don't start eating until had made sure he was served and he had picked up his fork and knife. He liked his shirts ironed, and getting them pressed was expensive. So I ironed his shirts. And folded his underwear while I was there. He didn't like the sound of the vacuum cleaner, so I used the vacuum when he was out. I had a key to his apartment, so I could get the housekeeping done when I had the time. That way his apartment was always neat and clean.

    I referred myself as his girlfriend. Like in, who are you? Oh, I'm Tom's girlfriend. Whether I liked it or not I was not only a college graduate but I had to get mature fast. That included everything that was on a woman's plate. Woman wasn't only under him in bed, woman was taking care of all the woman things for him.

    And, that little bitch who showed her panties to him. She got it good one Friday night after we had gone out two stepping at a C&W place. She whimpered. Well, I told her, now you'll know not to tease a man.

    She is actually my best friend now and has been ever since we worked together. I quit work once I got pregnant and I taught her everything I knew about keeping house for a man and raising kids. My advantage is that I was from a big family from Monroe Louisiana and we were raised to be 'women' not girls. She struggles with being a girl and not a woman. But woman came her way that Friday night. Some men like mature, girls are for when your ten not twenty.

    More Into Butt Stuff

    I love sex. Having it and talking about it. Even thinking about it. My sex drive is very high.

    I lost my virginity on my second day of college. A guy I met on campus who was also a virgin asked if I knew where the free condoms were. I told him if I show you I want to put one on you. So back to his dorm we went and we both lost our virginity. It was a great experience I thought

    Three weeks go by and I’m having almost daily sex with that guy. Then one time during sex he asks if he can stick his dick in my butt. I told him you’d need lube to do that. And he had lube surprisingly

    So I let him fuck my butt. We had regular anal the rest of that year of college

    Come the following year I hooked up with a few different guys and every one wanted to fuck my butt. That continued all through college. Every guy I had sex with eventually asked to fuck my butt.

    So I became a bit of a butt slut. Even now with my current boyfriend he’s fucking my butt more than my pussy these days. And I actually let him cum in my butt which is an all new feeling. Really turns me on

  • The Night I Was Caught And Became An Official Girlfriend

    I was one of the girls in the a p pool. There were Friday after work happy hours and sometimes boyfriends came or other workers from other departments, but many times it was just girls, a dozen or so. That Friday some of the guys from upstairs showed up, to get a piece you know. One of the girls bent over the table to grab her purse and one of the guys took the opportunity to grab her by the pussy. She screamed and knocked over the pitcher of beer and he got ahold of her and bent her down until she couldn't move. She was toast. He had gotten him a piece of ass for the night. It happened, just like that.

    I walked out to the parking lot with one of my coworkers. It was after ten and we hadn't eaten so we decided to go get something to eat. A couple of the upstairs guys caught up with us and offered to buy and we all got in one car. I was in the back with one of the guys and he got his hand all the way up to my crotch and forced me back onto my back while he kissed me. The guy driving asked him if he should stop or drive around until after he fucked me. I was fighting him off, but I was on my back and he had me pinned down. He got his dick out and told me to push down my pants. My coworker kept telling at me go just give him some pussy. After I got my pants down he pushed them down further and he was in fucking away as we drove down the street, stopping at stoplights, cars beside us. I guess I was on my back so I could look out the back window, but he was banging away for all his might.

    I must have been just right because he triggered an orgasm which caught me by surprise. He came right after that. He had also gotten him a piece of ass for the night and after we ate I went home with him. He fucked me a couple more times and in the morning he had me fix him ham and eggs. I became his official girlfriend after that night.

    I can't tell you the company we worked for but it isn't in business anymore. It was like that every Friday night, and there were executive parties where girls got invited to. There were out of town trips on the corporate aircraft and girls got invited there to. I had a boyfriend so I was no longer available. I went where he went and did what he did, my place was right where he wanted me. It is funny because once you became an official girlfriend, you didn't show cleavage any more. Except for him.

    We are still together after twenty five years.

    A Kick In The Balls... And The Rest Is History

    My father was the President of the electrical utility. We were kids of the times an attended a select private school. My classmates were all kids of wealthy families, some very influential. One boy, we were seventh grade, got kicked down below by a girl in the hall. He went down in front of me, because he had snapped the girl's bra strap. What was I to do?

    He looked terrible. I knelt and asked him if he was alright. His answer was strained but he tried to put on a good face. He recovered and stood up, walked away bent over into the boys room.

    We became friends. One day I asked him how it felt to be kicked in the balls. His look was priceless, I had to add quickly 'girls don't have balls'. We talked, adult like, anatomy differences, penis, vagina, balls, vulva. Incredible detail, so young but we were quite knowledgeable really. Little by little we got to the point of no return, you show me and I'll show you mine. Which led to touching, and laid on my back with my legs open, a close examination. It could only end one way, we had adult intercourse, with full ejaculation.

    Being one of those girls taught to not hide from my mother, she froze in fear. 'All babies are welcome', before giving me the adult disapproval. 'Whose idea was this?', well, it sort of happened. In those days things were a lot different, arrangements were made for me to live with my grandparents, an agency engaged to place the adoption. On the day my baby came I would not let go of him, screaming my head off. My mother and grandmother came in to talk to me, the nurse should never have let me see my baby.

    All babies are welcome, my mother could not say anything. 'Babies are for adult girls, you're an adult now, you will take care of your baby'. We played man and wife, Mom and Dad, had adult like conversations. But mothers know best, I wasn't allowed to get married until we were both out of college. Our son was the ring bearer.

    From Zero To Sixty, Virgin To Little Slut Woman

    In college I was an ardent feminist. My sister was ardent boy crazy. She thought me crazy, I thought her crazy. She had a boyfriend, a word used here for a guy who had sex with her. And on more than one occasion I was the innocent victim of full life penetration. I won't say I was disgusted, curious was more like it. How the guys dick got hard, how her sex became aroused, and how she 'sat' on him lowering herself down his dick on the couch. I remained virgin.

    After a heated feminist meeting discussing women's rights and sexual abuse on campus. I confess that most all of the students were virgins or lesbians. One in particular, a voice and opera student, was loudest. She was a lesbian, and her favorite saying was 'lesbian and proud of it.'

    She had a thing for me and I was always uncomfortable. My sister didn't like her, and told her boyfriend to bring a friend over, I needed to know what I was missing. It was three against one on my bed and piece by piece my clothes were torn off me until I was completely stripped naked. My sister holding my head between her legs, her boyfriend grabbing me by the ankles, my legs were opened and the 'friend' jumped on me and my was happy.

    I was assigned to be his girlfriend, my feminist friend hated him. I spent many times in some uncomfortable position with his dick in me. At another feminist meeting the opera singer approached me and told me she could do a lot better than that two piece asshole that was fucking me.

    I suppose now I had more than a slight attraction to her, I was no longer a virgin and letting a man have me. I told myself once couldn't hurt me and I let her make love to me. Notice that I said 'make love to me', as opposed to the guy fucking me. I went with love and not with using me.

    After graduation, I worked for a large company. I met a girl that turned out to like girls like me. But she had a boyfriend that liked it when she had a friend join her. I got a bit of both, at the same time. Even my sister hadn't gone that far. For several months we had a guy with us until we got tired of him.

    I'm a whole lot wiser and understand my sisters call of the wild. On one plane I need a full time girlfriend, but a male tearing me a new asshole feels good. I'm running around with my old opera singer, and breaking my time with her with some friend of my sister's.

    Done With Shaving

    Like most women I’ve been shaving my pubic hair since puberty. I started shaving because it was just something we were told women are supposed to do. My best friends also shaved and my mom was shaved.

    After graduating from college and starting in the medical field I just got lazy with my grooming and stopped constantly shaving my pubic region. It took some getting used to having hair down there since I was always shaved but I grew out a wide landing strip. I honestly loved the feel and look of it

    But then almost two years ago on a family vacation my mom and I were changing into our bikinis. She took her thong off and revealed a full bush. I just said holy bush mom! She told me that after 20 years of shaving she just got tired of doing it and wanted a bush for a change. She told me she hadn’t fully shaved in about 4 years

    I took my thong off and revealed my wide landing strip. She laughed and said looks like you’re not shaving everything either. My mom told me she just does a bikini wax to keep everything contained

    So after that I said fuck it and let my bush grow out. I’ve had a full bush since and my current boyfriend actually loves it. He only had been with shaved women so a bush looks sexy to him

  • To Be Young Again

    When students come home from school they walk through my street. There’s a handsome man I like to watch who opens his garage to workout, not the best angle from where my house is. He’s muscular with a crew cut, scruffy stubble beard, has tattoos and a huge back. I’ll watch it him workout while I water my garden till all the students are back home and the neighborhood is quiet again. There’s a group of teens that walk together, the tallest of the girls being my neighbors daughter Cilia. She’s a beautiful girl, brunette straight hair, skinny pear shaped body, pink hoop earrings, pink long nails, loves everything pink. She usually wears black flared leggings with a pink cropped top, jacket, or straight across braless. I’ve caught the girls teasing each other while this man is in the middle of working out. I was arriving from an appointment, everyone must have been home already. I noticed the gym garage was down low, music playing. I went to grab the mail and I noticed I could see bare feet underneath the garage door. I decide to snoop, there’s pink toes. She’s on her tippys, and there is slow movements. I don’t want to get caught staring, ahhhh what the hell, I look again. A naked body rolls unto a yoga mat, it’s Cilia! Naked from her waist down, ass hiked up, hair over her face, I can tell by her hoop earrings and pink top it’s her. There’s a brief moment where she’s looking up, I can see the back of her head. I know what’s about to happen but I can’t look my goodness. He gets on his knees, huge mushroom head directly points in between her legs. He snags a full set of hair, fiddles her clit with his penis until he drops back. Then runs his mouth all over her ass, digging into her insides. I catch my breath, I’m not sure if I should go back inside. I’m feeling flustered, grab some water and lay down. Okay one more look, I go back, of course he’s pummeling her. Cilia’s thin body appears weightless, she’s covering her mouth through it all. He roughed her up! Collapses on top of her, after a good bare fuck. I think it’s over but it’s not, he must’ve been holding back. I watch them finish in prone, before I go back inside. I caught her coming out of the garage shaken. Hot stuff, certainly none of my business!