Little explanation is needed here ..these are confessions that are just plain gross. Maybe a poop accident, or a putrid pee story. Puking your guts out after binge ..you get the idea. No holds barred. If you or someone else got totally grossed out, we want to hear about it!

The Worst Experience Ever

I got a degree in dance. Jobs that pay in dance are zero to none. My teacher in college recommended me for a dance troupe for a cruise company, and I made the cut. Seven month contract, mostly at sea, with nothing but queers. My roommate turned out queer too. She shut me out from the beginning. Your not supposed to fraternize with the guests. I was on the helideck alone and this man showed up.

He wanted to talk, just hello, where are you from. In less than five minutes I broke down and told him how miserable I was, and how the queers stuck together and shut me out. He offered to get me off the boat, break my contract. I didn't go back to my room that night. The next day he met with my boss and asked for them to let me off. He would cover any costs. I left my job without a job. Except him. I got a job at his company as a trainee. In anything.

My experience with all those queers on that job was the worst experience. I wasn't one of them, so I wasn't worth talking to.

  • It Was Boom Time In The Oil Field

    We were all young, first year out of school. No one was married. It became a thing to do, to go out on Friday after work for happy hour or ladies night. We went to this dance hall, there were five of us in one car. A guy grabbed me by my arm and pulled me out on the dance floor. Shrugging my shoulders to my friends I lined up for line dancing. Next thing I know he's dancing me to the door and he told me he wanted to get laid.

    He put me in his truck on the drivers side and told me to move my ass over. I kept telling him to leave me alone, but he was getting on the freeway. He exited a few exits later and he asked me if I'd been laid yet. When I told him I didn't do that he said he hadn't laid a virgin yet. In his apartment he pushed me in his room, and he was getting his pants down he told me lay back and spread my legs. I lasted another minute before he was deep in me humping me and tearing my shirt open. He got off and sat on the side of the bed and picked the phone off the cradle and called his friend to tell him he'd gotten him a virgin.

    I slept on the side of the bed so I didn't have to touch him. But that didn't stop him in the morning. He drove me to my complex and left me.

    When I went to work on Monday my friends wanted to know what it was like to get lucky.

    It Is Such A Problem We Have To Speak Out, Sorry To Ruin Your Day

    I was led to this site by one of my patients, a woman of the night.

    I work in health care. When I was doing my residency I was deep in the inner city surrounded by homelessness. We had an outreach program but it was essentially ineffective, the homeless were not interested. We were lied to constantly, and absent some physical trauma they never did take advantage of the outreach programs.

    But some things do happen. There was this one girl, she wasn't of age. She had been on the run since she was quite young, uneducated and street smart. She had a big mouth and was confrontational from the start. I first met her in the emergency when she came in, or rather was brought in, by an older woman because she had a very infected wound. When we first saw her, we cut away her clothes, and got to the wound itself. It was a knife wound, and it was several days old. But right then when the nurses had exposed the wound for me to examine I was overwhelmed by her smell. It was a gagging odor, and it emanated from her genitals.

    The knife wound was problematic, and we had to treat it aggressively. But that could be brought under control, with a long series of antibiotics and oversight at the hospital. But, we had to get to the problem of her other problem, and she was not going to cooperate. In the hospital where we see lots of people who never get medical care, we are not surprised anymore. But a young girl, for some reason, a young girl always tears at my heart. To put it quite bluntly, she had to be restrained for us to get to the source of that problem. She didn't look right, not from the very beginning. The nurse I asked to 'clean' her area, gagged at the odor. After a turn of nurses wiped away months of filth, and cleaned away to get a look at the field, there was a very infected vaginal canal.

    She was taken to the OR where a trained OB could examine her fully. What he found was stuffing, which had rotted inside. She had been cut inside, and it had not healed and it was terribly infected, and the OB thought that it may be sepsis that had set in. Advanced sepsis has to be dealt with aggressively, and there was nothing that could be done other than surgically remove the dead and dying flesh of her internal organs.

    The woman that brought her in had left once she sat her down in the waiting room. No name, no identity, one of thousands who look alike. The young woman was with us, she could recovered from her knife wound, but not without a significant scar. And a complete hysterectomy was necessary to control her internal infections and sepsis. Her reproductive life was over before it even began.

    The social worker at the hospital told me in confidence, because she did not want to talk about it. But this girl had been on their watch list, but when their teams went out she was hidden and not found. She surmised from work she had done south of the border, that her packing was there from a field abortion procedure. And that practice had led to her losing her reproductive ability.

    She never did respond to our outreach, after she left the hospital she disappeared again into that community, not to be found. Probably, was the guess, that she had moved to another camp, where she could hide. I spent five years of my residency, and never saw a dent from the social services or any other effort to provide medical care to this community. They had an impenetrable wall. It is hard to say, but they do not want it, they reject it, and inside their community another order exists. To be blunt, we never made a dent, and what was there those years, continues today. This is a society unto itself, it swallows those that enter, and from time to time their bodies are left out to be collected, and once in a great while one finds themselves in the emergency.

    My opinion, we have created a monster. The root cause rests with us. We provided the space, we provided the incentives, and now like a cancer it has spread and is uncontrollable. Rest assured, if you have read this far, no amount of money or high minded rhetoric is going to cure this problem. Like that young girl's presentations in emergency, it will have to be treated aggressively and at great cost. If you are brave enough to walk among them, you too will smell the rot that's inside. I'm talking about those that incentivize it, not just those camps and communities.

  • Messy

    A few months back I was with a guy who I’d slept with a few times. Anyway it had mostly been standard me riding him or missionary and nothing too exciting. Then for whatever reason, curiosity I guess we indulged in a few more positions, as you do until we found the thing that worked for us, me leaning back more and him stimulating my clit as I rode him really worked and I sprayed a bit of juice over him, not a full on squirt (his cock is 5inches so hasn’t sometimes had the reaction others had) but anyway he got really turned on thinking he’d hit the jackpot. Instead of letting him down I pissed over him a bit, saying it was more of the same (although the smell and colour didn’t trick him) but this made him go wild, he started pumping my pissy pussy harder at this point, going wild but it was such a mess he wasn’t really doing anything to my pussy. I guided his hand round to my asscheek and invited a digit up my bum. He smiled and worked his finger up my anus and told me to piss on him some more (which I did) he then placed me on my front and went down on my wet pussy at first lapping up the remains of piss (by now the sheets were soaking) he then moved to my asshole
    And started rimming me, while also exploring my hole with his fingers, he didn’t seem bothered but he commented his fingers weren’t exactly clean coming out, wiping them on the sheets. With my bottom suitably ready he then moved on top of me and started to fuck my messy ass. I knew it was a mess as he seemed to be quicker and quicker as he fucked me, wanting to get it over and done with. As he climaxed he ran his sticky fingers through my blonde hair saying how great I was (I knew this was a lie at this point) I just felt his cum fill my hole up. We didn’t really talk after, I showered and drained the liquid from my bum as he changed the stained sheets.

    Care For The Needy

    Hey, so when I was 18 I managed to get a job as a carer for mentally handicapped people. I used to drive from house to house and spend time with people who need extra care due to mental or physical disability. Anyway I had to care for this guy. He was probably about 40. He was overweight and his hair was always scruffy always had food down his top and was a bit smelly. He didn’t talk but he made loads of loud random noises. He understood what was going on around him. His house was always messy. Sink filled with dirty plates and just his crap everywhere. He liked to sit on the sofa and watch tv. I heard rumour that he’d made other carers feel in easy before. I had been to him about five or six times before the incident.
    So this one time I arrived and was let in by the carer who was finishing to go home and I had 2 hours to help him. I had to clean up, make his food and get him ready for night time care. I cooked his food and tried my best to tidy the house. It got around to changing his clothes. I’d never had a problem before but on this occasion I had his fresh t shirt and jogging bottoms ready and he was stood in his pants looking at the tv, shouting. I went out of the room for a second to get him some fresh socks and when I walked back in, he had his dick in his hand and he was wanking sporadically and shouting. His pants around his knees. I watched for a minute, but he didn’t acknowledge me watching, his pubes were long and unkept and spread around his inner thighs and up his chubby belly. I decided I’d stop him. I grabbed his and and he began to shout, but did not stop looking at the tv, his hips started humping and his dick was thrusting back and forward he kept trying to grab it but I touched it a couple of times as I was trying to hold his hand. I tried to pull his pants up but he’s bigger than I am and I stumble in the process and his dick ended up in my personal space. I turned my face away as his dick smelled so bad but he kept jumping the air. For some reason that I still don’t know today, I made a decision to open my mouth. I moved my face towards his thrusting dick and tried to line them up. I had both his hand in my hands and I was on my knees. He was still watching the tv. He trust forward and he cock went in for a second and the came out and he kept on jumping missing my mouth. I opened again and realigned and got his cock in my mouth. I felt it in and closed my lips and held my head as still as I could for him. He humped and humped for about three minutes. My eyes watered and I gagged due to him having no conception on how far down he could put his cock. And the smell and taste also made me gag. It was disgusting. He continued to thrust while I waited for him to get done. He shouted louder and louder and then his dick unloaded his cum into my mouth, some into my throat and some over my lips and down my shirt. It went everywhere as he didn’t stop humping while he blew his load. Once he’d finished he stood still quietly and slowly clapping. I pulled his pants up and got his clothes one. I walked him back to his spot on the sofa and sat him down. I went to his bathroom and tried to clean myself up as best I could. I was the cum off me face. For the rest of the evening all I could smell was his cock smell on my face. I worked with him for a good few months after the incident. He didn’t wank every time I was there but the times he did is walk in and he’d be shouting and wanking but he’d be looking at me as he knew I’d give him what he wanted. The other girls at the care company mentioned that he’d started wanking while they where there. But they don’t know why it started and they don’t know I used to donate my mouth to him.

  • I Did It For Him

    I am the sub bottom half of a gay couple. Last weekend i did something for my boyfriend. A fantasy of his. We went to a sleazy gay bar in a bad part of town. Once we got there he mingled and put the word out I would provide entertainment for anyone who wanted it.
    He took me into the bathroom and made me strip. The bathroom wasn't dirty. IT WAS FILTHY! I went into a stall and sat on the toilet and he stood in front of me and I sucked his cock. It only took a few minutes before a guy came in. My boyfriend backed out of the stall and let the guy take his place. As I gave him a blowjob a couple more guys came in. I finished the guy and swallowed hic cum. As he left my boyfriend pulled me out of the stall and made me get down on the nasty floor. I was sucking 2 guys as another came into the bathroom. After a few minutes I was put on my hands and knees as the first guy shoved his cock in my ass.
    I guess I spent about 3 hours on that dirty floor being put into every position you can think of. I lost count of the men. Several were repeat offenders. Guys were just using my mouth and ass to cum in. I was a cum filled mess laying on that dirty floor when my boyfriend did something even more disgusting. He stood over me and started pissing on me! I tried to cover my face but a couple more men stepped up and joined him. My boyfriend and 3 other men all stood over me and pissed. I was soaked in urine. It just made the dirt on the floor stick to me. I nearly threw up.
    He told me to clean up as he and the others walked out. I had to use a tiny sink to try and wash off before I dressed. He was at the bar when I walked out. I just held my head down and wanted to go home.

    I Gave Into It For Money

    I felt nervous and not a bit excited as I took an older man up on his offer. I needed money badly, I was behind on rent, cable, car payments then added in a thousand dollar repair bill on the car. He offered me three thousand dollars if I went to a nudist resort with him for the weekend. Leaving Friday late afternoon, and coming back on Sunday night. He made it plain that I was the have sex with him as he wanted for the weekend. He is 52, in shape, and honestly a very handsome looking man and I was desperate.

    He gave me the money up front, and we arrived Friday night in time for an evening meal. At the restaurant some of the patrons were dressed, some semi nude, others totally nude. He went clothed and I thought I could too but he wanted me topless. Once on arrival in our bungalow he got naked and insisted I do also. I thought this was going to be my initiation into being a paid whore, but it wasn't. He was complementing me on my body and to be honest he had the biggest cock I'd ever seen. Other than him, my brother had the biggest it was 6 inches long when soft and and inch and a half thick soft. I asked one of his girlfriends and she said it went to 9 inches and was as thick as his wrist. This one was bigger. He dressed, and gave me a bottom wrap around like you'd wear over a swimsuit, I thought I could put on panties but no, he wanted me bare under the wrap. So my C cup, boobs out for the world, my make up done, my hair done, nails done, and a wrap around my bottom with no panties we went to dinner.

    It was after dinner I expected we'd go to the bungalow and I'd have to let him have sex. I was worried about what I'd gotten myself into, not having any idea of what kind of sex he expected. He wanted to walk on the beach first, and it was on the beach at night in amonst the palms he took off my wrap, spread it out, lain me down and spreading my legs he went down on my shaved pussy. I finally did get wet, I was so nervous even with very skilled licking it took almost 5 minutes. He was hard, and he got on top of me and pushed his monster cock into my - up till then - tiny vagina. I'd never had one like that, it actually felt uncomfortable really, he began moving in and out, I kissed him, letting him know that it would be OK. I wanted at least the appearance of something mutual, not just paid sex. He didn't have a condom, in fact he'd not brought any, and he came buckets inside me. It was leaking out while he was still inside me shoot more and more into me. I remember thinking that I was glad I didn't give him a BJ first.

    I did give him BJs that weekend, he didn't expect me to swallow it all, I did what I could, he loved shooting facials on me, shoot on my boobs. He would sometimes shoot on me and we'd walk back through the resort or by the pool and he would parade me around with his cum running down my chest, my face, my boobs. He really liked that. It made me feel even worse, now all the people knew I was a young girl probably getting paid, or getting a better job being with this older man. He tried anal sex which I'd done before, but he was just too big. when we finally got back to his place, he didn't wait, he took my into the living room, pulled up my dress, ripped off my panties, put vaseline on and in my ass and on his cock and pushed into me. I was begging, crying, and in such pain. After he was done, and his huge load was running out of my now gaping asshole, he laid down another thousand.

    I went to the toilet, and after draining my abused hole of as much of his cum as i could I put some toilet paper back there, then a pad from my purse and then remembered that I didn't have panties. I held them in place and went out, he had gone into my suitcase and was holding a pair of panties for me. I jerked them away from him, put them on and went out to the uber he called.

    So I feel like a total POS, a whore, an abused woman forced into anal sex and damaged for it. He's texted asking for another meet, one night, but I haven't texted him back. No matter what now, I've prostituted myself. I gave sex for money and I feel like shit.

    It’s Was My Neighbor And His Friend

    I’m kind of a wild child and have always like to go out and have some fun. I am married with 2 kids so i definitely slowed down. I do go out with friends once a month usually Friday or Saturday night. Girls night out. I’m 5 foot 8 180 lbs. I have a slim waste large hips and decent C cup tits. Hazel eyes bleach blond shoulder length hair. I was in leggings and a low
    V neck blouse. The girls and I went to dinner on a Saturday night. We were at the bar after dinner. I didn’t really eat much and was drinking my calories. I hitched a ride with my friend and she had hooked up with a guy at the bar so I was going to Uber. She is single and I was ok with it. At the bar I was feeling good and was getting chatted up by a good looking young guy. At 48 it was flattering he brought me a drink then another then another. I was hammered and at one point I had assumed he was going to take me home so I said ok let’s go I got to go. I was feeling good we got to his suv large Tahoe I got in I heard another voice a friend he was giving a ride home to as well. He leaned over we kissed I let him feel me up I felt his cock up he pulled it out i started to suck it. He told me to hop in the back I did. I remembered that his friend was back there when I was half naked sucking the guy off I felt a finger probing me. Before I could say or do anything they had me in a good rhythm. One was pumping me from behind the other held my head and face fucked me. I am sensitive and cum easily after a minute they found I it as I shook uncontrollably and leaked juices. They guys goal was to get me to squirt he was successful after he went k to full pump mode rough deep pounding. They switched a few times and both eventually blew loads in me. Loads not just 1 time. I lost my panties pussy was beat up. My ass was sore. I’m sure I was as fucked. I passed out at some point woke up in the back seat with the 2 guys naked and my ass in the air. My pussy was soaked my asshole had a puddle cum and it was sore. I woke the guys up and told them I had to get home. I got dressed luckily my husband and the kids had gone to his buddies house and was still not home. He probably had a few to drink and fell asleep as well. I got home showered my hips and legs had some bruises I was sore but I said to my self il keep this night to myself and never let this happen again. The following Sunday I rested up avoided sex with my hubby. I went Monday to planned parenthood and got tested for everything I think I could get. On the way home I passed by the street behind me and I saw one of the guys that I fucked was my neighbor. As I drove by he saw me and waved me over. I stopped he talked and wow he and his buddy had fun and if I wanted we could hang out again. Dont know why but I was soaked. My mind was saying so no I can’t do that I’m married. My pussy spoke for me and said I’m married I live close and we need to keep it quiet. 2 days later instead of a jog I jogged to three place and got double teamed again. No booze this time they did everything you could possibly do to a women with 2 20 year olds. I have been double teamed anal double anal filmed. I’m a 48 year old well used slut. I live 2 lives one prim and proper wife and mother. The other a total cock slut willing to try anything including a 5 guy gang bang

    Telling Like It Is

    This is about an incident and how it affected me. I was r**ed. It was a street r**e, grabbed in a parking lot and r**ed between two cars. He got up and spit on me, called me a spic bitch.

    I went through trauma counseling, not for the r**e, for calling him a N, wishing his head split open, dead before his body hit the ground. I am not traumatized. Having my pussy fucked by a Black Man, a thug, that's my trauma. As a Latina girl I know how to deal with macho guys. I know about men. But this is different. Yes I'm prejudiced. That man deserves what happens to him. That doesn't bother me. Being fucked by a black man does.

    My pussy belonged JP. Now he won't touch me.

  • We Broke Down

    Married 3 kids blond hair blue eyes thick women. Have always been an honest woman that’s why I told my husband what happened. I was out with the girls on a Friday night and a few people from work where there. 2 guys from the office that are known to get around where there at the bar. The drinks were flowing one of the guys hooked up with my friend who was my ride. I had not know they left when I did realize that my ride was gone I was feeling pretty good. I’d figure I would get a good buzz going to home and let my husband take advantage of me. Instead the one guy that was by my side and letting his hands run up my ass and legs and rubbing my tits was taking full advantage of the situation. He bought me a shot and as I took it was crowded and I feel him hand sliding up my thighs as he as sitting and I was standing and slid right into a wet hole. To be honest I gasped when his fingers slid out of me. He grabbed my hand and said let’s go home. I did as I was told and said ok. Need to get home. By now it was late we got to his truck sat down and out came his cock. He pushed my head towards him kissed me I kissed him still holding the back of my head he face fucked me. Loud slurping noises thinking to myself how does he know I like it a little rough. Mouth on his cock dress up over my ass tits out he pulled me up I mounted him. I slid right down on him I was extremely wet he and I both gasped and he looked at me directly in my eyes said that he always wanted to fuck me and he was right I was very tight. All 3 of my kids where by cessation. He kept telling me what a good girl I was he got me going by bitting on my neck. Not hard but nibbled on my neck and I rode him hard. He had his phone recording on a holder that mounted to his dashboard facing us. You could see the back of my head and his face. He would go from my Nick to my tits. He bit my nipples hurt but a good hurt. He told em to tell him how I felt and I was like a wind up toy loved his big dick fuck me harder pull my hair own my pussy and finally figure my ass. I enjoy anal and my husband often finger fucks my ass or fucks me with a plug in simulating a dp. It feels amazing and recommend girls try this at least a few times. He had me cumming and shortly after he blew his load deep in my. I felt it. I have a thing for warm cum and the booze made it shown. I cleaned his cock while he did this he fingered my ass. Paying a lot of attention to my rosebud I knew where this was going. I took my hand and wiped my pussy as best as I could. It was coated and leaking cum. Looked like he had been holding his wad for a month. Not having a towel i put the fluid in my mouth and did this a few times. He watched me do this he got hard again after watching me he called me a dirty bitch. I went with it and said I do it all. He tried flipping me around and decided to move the truck to the other side of the parking lot that side back to a open ranch with no lights. He got out put the tailgate down can over grabbed my hair gave me a kiss again out the phone in front of us. I was face down leaning forward her the tailgate looking into his phone he asked me tell me what your feeling and what I’m doing. Give me a play by play i said yes sir and I then gave him a play by play of him pushing through my tight ass. I didn’t as long as I could until he got into a fast rhythm and by then all I said was grunting noises and fuck me fuck me. I rubbed my clit into an orgasm while I got ass fucked. I then felt him tense up and he asked me where I wanted it. I into the situation told him I wanted him to cum deep in my ass. Again love the feeling of warm cum. He did he laid on top of me while his cock softened inside me. I felt it slide out he spun me around and I knew what he wanted. I cleaned him up wasn’t my first time cleaning a cock that been up my ass. I know what I do well. But usually it’s my husband. Tonight I was fucked my a guy from my office who I may say has a thicker and longer cock then my husband. I cleaned up I was leaking I had that freshly fucked look. No matter how much I cleaned up I looked like I had been fucked. When I was dropped off my husband was there with his friends luckily they had been drinking and didn’t notice me walk in. I went straight to the shower. Hid my panties and my dress. Had stains all over it. Monday at the office was normal with the exception of his hands grabbing and fondling me from time to time. No one knew except his buddy who was also grabby with me. I liked the attention and the following Friday I let both guys do me at his place. We skipped happy hour and they had me. We started around 4 and I was dropped off at home around 10. Again husband and his friends where there and drunk this time. Nothing happens at work no one says on Fridays im ridden like a horse and finally had a true DP. Fucking amazing. I also found that I like to watch myself get fucked. Our first time plays at there place when I’m there.