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Regrets Sharing

I have a friend who is a nice guy but sometimes his decisions are questionable. He is married to a women named Maria. She is same age as me the have no kids very cute thick frame. She has curly long hair and until recently she always looked a little frumpy. She wore baggy clothing and i assumed she was a little chubby. My buddy always takes about swapping and how he and his wife had talked about it. It was a few months back right around Halloween we had been invited to a costume party and we agreed to all go together. I hadn’t really been dating anyone but I ended up taking a girl that I have known for a while. Named Natalie she and i dated off and on. She was cute with a big ass and skinny little waste. We met up and Natalie and I dressed up. I was a big bad wolf and she was little red riding hood. Her outfit was super slutty and she turned heads that night. My buddy and his wife went as a warlock and a witch. Maria’s costume was also slutty. I had never seen her like that. She had a nice thick thighs and a nice big ass. And her tits where out and the too barely covered her up. I spent a lot of time talking to her that night. We had some drinks and we spoke most of the night. My date was dancing and Maria’s husband my friend was trying to hit on her. At one point my buddy asked me if I wanted to swap. I said sure if you can score with Natalie go for it. We mostly hooked up for sex so it didn’t bother me. I told Maria that her husband and I had agreed to swap. She looked a little nervous but I took her by the hand and pulled her into a bedroom where we could talk without so much noise. I sat her on the bed and I initially really just wanted to talk to her. When we got into the room and she sat down she asked me if I wanted her dressed. I quickly answered yes just pull your top down and let your tits hang out. I told her to stand and turn for me so I could get a good look at her lower body. Again she had amazing short thick legs and a plump ass. We kissed for a bit and I went down and licked her thighs and parted her lips with my tongue. She had me stop and said that she wasn’t sure if she could do this. I literally had her clit between my lips and continued to lick her pushing my tongue in and out of her. She was wet and I could hear her make noises. I licked her tight little brown eye and she let out a little whimper. I looked at her and she looked hot laying there legs spread open tits out breathing heavy I licked a few more times and asked her do you want me to stop. She pulled me up kissed me and told me to fuck her. We did just that. I fucked her missionary position and watched as her tits bounced up and down. She asked me to to cum on her tits. I pulled out and shoved my dick between her tits and tit fucked her. Right before I blew my load I went back in. She asked that I blow it in her mouth I kissed her and let go while I was balls deep kissing her. We both laid there for a bit. I sucked on her tits for a bit. We got interrupted halfway through round 2. I had her on all 4s hair pulled back when some dude end a girl walked in. I kept pumping away as the guys girl watched us. I winked at her and they quickly turned around and left the room. I slipped it into her thick butt and she said it hurt to much after a little more spit she was pushing herself in and out herself. Her ass was really tight and I didn’t last. I blew it in her and we laid there for a bit. I cleaned her up because there was a mess it shit happens lol. Went downstairs hung out for a while. I found Natalie and my buddy. She told me he was hitting on her and she told him she wasn’t interested. He asked how it went I told him it was fun. Maria told him the same. We left because he wanted to hear all about it. I guess he is kind of a Cuck. Since then we have parties together a few times a few times without her husband. Maria wants to keep messing around. Her husband is now trying to convince her to not have an open relationship. She is now the one who wants to keep seeing me. I date other women while they sort through things. She constantly sends me texts of her naked or masturbating. It’s difficult to say no when she shows up at my place wanting to be dominated. He husband seems a little lost on what to do. He was the one who wanted to try this.

  • After Sex Ed We Had Sex For Real

    I was a Catholic school girl. My class had to watch a sex tv movie. We were fourteen.

    In those days everything was shown on a projector. My father had a screen and a projector, he tried to teach me to load it and run it, but I'm a girl and I couldn't do it. So he asked my cousin, he was seventeen then, to come to the school and set it up. I was to turn it on and call him when it was over.

    But, the projector jammed and he had to come it and babysit the projector while all these Catholic 14 year old girls had to watch a movie about intercourse, using condoms, vaginal wetness, baby making and conception in front of this boy who had a penis. We all behaved like we were adults and it didn't bother us. But the truth was we were terrorized. No boy in our life had ever been around us when someone was talking about penis and vagina.

    My cousin and me became pretty close after that, having matter of fact conversations. He said that girls were girls and girls were for fucking. And I said boys were boys and they were for making money. I showed him my tits, I showed him my vagina. He showed me his dick, and I touched it and held it and put it in my mouth to see what it tasted like. He fucked me on the carpet, and got a carpet burn on his knee.

    I had a classmate Veronica. She was one of those girls who was older than her age was. I told her I had been fucked by my cousin and she asked if he could do it. She wanted to, really, she told me. Why get fucked by just anyone, why not let my cousin fuck her. We were fourteen and he was seventeen and we all fucked that afternoon at my house. He got two pussies for the price of one and enjoyed it. We laid on our backs and we got on our doggie position. It was everything that girls never do, especially if they are supposed to be good Catholic girls.

    That is all a long time ago. He fucked Veronica until she got married, to him. She was nineteen but he was out of college so time to get pregnant. For a whole lot of years, well into our thirties, my cousin fucked us. He liked us in doggy, side by side, in one hole then the other, back and forth he fucked us, and we looked at each other and smiled.

    I've Got A New Life And I'm Loving The Attention, Get Out There Ladies

    After I retired in 2020 I started listening to friends and their problems. Long zoom sessions, all sorts of problems. Most were family, money and self appreciation issues. But there were also sessions that went off on a tangent, my husband doesn't kiss me, my husband can't get hard, my husband has a girlfriend. I got tired and told them, get a life, go out and get laid, why do you depend on your husband. But of course I depended on my husband for sex. I would never mess around.

    But I did.

    He is my neighbor. His wife is a real prude, old school prude. Grew up the daughter of a pastor and sex was purely obligatory. He messed around all his life and he is a real tiger. He saw me around and started to hunt me. I guess at one point all prey surrenders. The old goat had it in him, with the help of his 'friends', those little blue things. Damn, the old fart fucked me.

    But guess what and that's why I'm here. I'm 59 and well past menopause. I can't get wet like I used to. I can use lubricants and why not, it helps him get it in and use you. I love being fucked by the old goat, he's a tiger. It's purely recreational. Old people can fuck, old people can have sex, don't kid yourself. Sure, it's wrong to run around on your husband. But damn, why can't we get some. I'm sure my husband wasn't always dependable. He traveled a lot and I can't believe he never got any.

    So now that we are a long way past 2020, I still have my zoom group. It's almost all sexual. What did you do last night? How was it, do you like to suck him? How about eating you? Turn up your tail end, let him use you. You aren't young, don't play that game. You are nothing but meat now, let him be the lion. Naked? why not, he's not some Adonis, he's got his wrinkles, his dick isn't 18. So what if you have curves and your tits hang low, he is going to love it, getting some pussy at his age, damn lady get out there, get laid. Enjoy it. Especially you girls who are divorced or widowed. Memories are great, but a good lay is better.

    Ann Landerson, haha

  • I Don't Like Penetration

    i don't know why, but i don't like penetration, not cocks, fingers, or toys. i've never liked it, i don't know if i ever will.

    i started having sex at 10, i had a friend, boy, that we used to hang out a lot. he and i were about the same age and during the summers we spent a lot of time together. one day we were in the woods behind my parents' house and we got into the "i'll show you if you show me".

    he showed me his cock, and i asked if i could touch it. he was very cooperative, and i touched it. his cock kind of jerked a bit and grew into a nice, warm, hard cock that he let me play with.

    at that age i new about sex, i had seen my parents do it a few times.

    i began to stroke him, but i didn't really know how, so i got the bright idea to "suck" him. i tried to hoover his cock, it wasn't very pleasurable for him, but the did manage to cum.

    i didn't need to show him mine that day, he was happy with the little dribble of cum that seeped out the end of his cock. i licked it off for him, like i'd seen my mom do for my dad. he pulled his pants back up and was happy enough to not remember he'd not seen mine.

    hannah

    Lunchtime

    I somehow got involved with a 27 year old guy, I don’t know how it started it just sort of happened. It was never physical but from how things are going it might be and I want it to happen, but for now it’s more emotional, flirtatious.

    I am 5 years older then him so you would think that the 5 year older black guy is dominating this 27 year old Mexican guy but you would be wrong. I don’t know why but I like that concept more that and I’ve experimented in college and found out that if I wanted to go gay or even bi I enjoyed being on the giving end, more then taking charge.

    So it’s a easy choice with him, but here’s the problem we both have girlfriends, and we work together so we try to hide our way, unless we are alone in this massive semi empty building. We’ve hung out outside of work a couple times only because it could escalate real quick. So he’s only ever been to my place a couple times and just for like a few minutes because again things will escalate fast.

    But we’ve seen each other in ways, he knows I like to wear Women’s clothes and I’ve showed him what I like to really wear when I’m at home. And I’ve seen his cock before too. We’ve both made compliments on each other and how we could be if we let loose.

    So yesterday at lunch like usual we eat together, but before we could start our secret we were offered fruit by the HR person from a meeting, I took a banana because you know potassium is important.

    Then we were alone again, something inside me told that I should try this more like screamed at me. So unpeeled the banana and started to suck on the banana in front of him, I don’t mean jokingly I mean I really put on a show my face had banana covered with drool on my face and I took it about half way before I gagged on it. My door was open for the world to see the quiet guy the one who doesn’t talk much is sucking off a banana but honestly I was doing it to get a rise out of him I did make eye contact with him showing off what little skill I had.

    Let’s say we didn’t eat lunch because I was really showing my skills with a banana. And when we tried to eat it was flirting and lots of promises being made that we may not be able to fulfill.

    I don’t know why but it’s just him that I do this for.

  • Lifelong Homosexual But Always In The Closet

    I was ten when I sucked my friend's penis at an overnight weekend. Who started? How it started? But the one sucking was me and I liked it. I sucked his penis many times after that and liked it when he humped me. My wet dreams were about being naked with him.

    Later in junior high I sucked off my social studies teacher, including ejaculating in my mouth and on my face. I hadn't quite put two and two together, but I was the pleaser. In college I became the boyfriend of my neighbor, a biology major. It was my first out and out love interest. Later in college as a senior I had an affair with a Navy Commander who taught at the war college on campus.

    I was by then a full homosexual.

    Circumstances happen and at 28 I married a girl, she was inarticulate, reserved, scared of intimacy. It was five years later that in the heat of an argument I had sex with her. She became pregnant. Thirty years later she continues with the platonic woman in her life. Like me she is also homosexual.

    In spite of our different genders, our different sexual appetites we have remained married. Our son in a musician, with a real girlfriend.

    The 'best' thing to happen to me was getting married, I had to grow up in a hurry. She's 'dependent' and I'm her 'guardian' and her financial support vehicle. By now all that is taken for granted. Unlike me she has one woman in her life, I've played around, when the circumstances are right and the urge moves me.

    My Uncle Herb The Perv

    Like all of us one time we were virgins and the next moment you aren't. My 'loss of virginity' was to my perv uncle, married to my mother's sister. I was fifteen, going on sixteen, and we were at the beach. I wore my new bikini, which my mother reluctantly bought for me. At fifteen I was pushing out tits and had a nice woman ass to go with it. It was my brain that didn't go with it.

    My uncle started looking at me funny. Staring at my crotch and my ass and my tits. My mother told me to 'cover up' but I didn't. I stood leaning against the railing on the deck while my uncle stared at my crotch, it made me tingle. I didn't know if I had a camel toe but if I didn't he sure thought I did. Although he didn't, in my mind I could see his tongue hanging out like the cartoon dogs chasing a cat up a tree. I was wet, wet all over, the longer I stood there the wetter I got. Until my mother slapped me and told me to cover up.

    After dinner that night I crawled across the floor of the living to put a tape into the player. I realized that my uncle was watching. I arched my back and kept my legs apart teasing him. Right then and there I wanted him to jump me, to just lay into me and fuck me. I was ready,

    I went into the bedroom and took off my bra and put on a small white top and jumped in front of the mirror. My boobs jumped with me and my nipples stood out at attention. I went back outside and sat by my uncle, rubbing myself against him. My mother wasn't a woman who kept her mouth shut, she told me to get my ass up and move and cover up my tits, no one wanted to see them. But my uncle did, I turned to him when I stood up and I could see in his eyes that he wanted to fuck me.

    I went into the bathroom, it was a one bathroom beach place. I left the door open so I could see him in the mirror. I lowered my pants and sat on the toilet, I knew he could see me in the reflection of the mirror. I stood and wiped myself standing up staring at him in the reflection and didn't pull up my pants for several seconds. He grabbed his dick in his pants and that made me want to fuck him.

    That night, it was after midnight and everyone was in bed, I snuck into his room and got in bed with him. My aunt was asleep when he fucked me. It was so silent except for his breathing. When he came he lost control and woke up my aunt who screamed at him what was he doing. But by then I was fucked and the whole scene with my mother was all about nothing. My uncle got in 'trouble' for fucking me. My mother slapped me around pretty hard for being a little bitch and a hussy. She knew that I had been leading him on all day and I had gone to him.

    'What the fuck do you think you are getting out of this?" I kept my legs closed as she slapped me over and over, I just kept my head high and let her hand land on my cheek while she yelled at me. The next day my uncle and aunt had to leave, for 'my protection'. I got grounded and any hope of a car for my birthday went out the window. I had to take lessons in being a girl. A woman came to our house to teach me how to set the table, how to fold clothes and how to do laundry. Every domestic chore you can imagine, from washing out toilets to changing babies. I was going to be a girl come hell or high water.

    I got married in college and I was quick on the stick and had a baby. Maybe the baby was started before I got married. My uncle and me, well we were always close and I sat beside him. I let him put his arm around me and I cuddled up to him. I shoved my tits against him and he grabbed my ass cheeks. He kissed me on the mouth and I spread my legs wide for him. My husband left me after a year and I had to 'raise' the brat without him. But my uncle was always there for me. His real name is HERB, like in Hebert, if you are Cajun. But the name we called my uncle was Perv as in Pervert. Not only had he popped me at the beach that year, but he kept popping me long afterwards. Too old by then for my mother to slap me.

    I Want Your Husband.

    Okay, I know I am going to be judged, but at least I am being honest about it.

    I have been married for just over five years, and we are doing okay, but things have gotten boring in the bedroom. Although I love my husband and he works hard for me, the sex has just gotten blah. And it was all making me feel unsexy and insecure.

    I can't explain why I do this or how it turns me on so much, but it really does. Regardless, I started cheating on my husband with other married men in real life. It started as just an online fling with a guy from Reddit whom I met in a local subreddit. It was harmless on line sexting, sending nudes, voice notes of orgasms, etc and all was going fine and normal until i told him, half joking, I wanted to meet and fuck for real. At the time I think I was just horny and it slipped out. To which he said he couldn't do that because he married and online cheating was as far as he went. The second he said that something snapped in me.

    I knew I had to ride is loyal married cock and prove I was still hot enough to pull him. I want him to break his vows for me. I wanted to take him from her, use him, and send him back home knowing I forever fucked up is loyalty to her. Why was I thinking like this? I don't know but I couldn't stop.
    I was obsessed with the idea and couldn't stop rubbing my clit to it until i lured him all the way in. I don't even know why i was doing except i couldn't get the idea out of my head. My first time cheating ever was with and first time cheating married me. We were both terrified we'd get caught some how and the sexual tension was so high. I felt like such a naughty slut meeting a man face to face for the first time in a cheap motel parking lot and taking him inside and making out think him, getting naked, sucking his dick and riding his cock so hard while glaring down at his wedding ring barley saying a word because he was just a conquest to me. O m g the orgams I had was mind blowing!!!

    Instead of feeling guilty when I saw my husband that night I felt sexy again and was the aggressive one and no longer waiting for him to initiate. And I know this sounds bad but as soon as he was sleeping I was online looking for my next married man to conquer.

    I am on married man number 7 now. I fuck them, make the cheat on her, get my victory and money on with the next conquest. I don't why I love this so much but I an addicted to the thrill of fucking with other women's marriages and making their husband's dogs. It wrong but it's true. I get off from taking them with no plans to keep them.

    Ps. Ladies if your hubby is in the Kansas city area and has reddit, I am coming for him.

    My Uncle Pat, That Sly Old Gay Fox

    When we were young growing up we lived close to my uncle Pat's house. He owned a furniture and art store in town and played poker with the 'boys'. Uncle Pat was a handsome man, he had served in Korea and was well liked by everyone. My aunt, my mom's younger sister, had her complaints but that was between her and my mother. Uncle Pat didn't pay attention to her.

    One day I was asked to help my aunt clean out some old books from a bookcase. I was given a box to put the books into and I put the books into the box one by one. One of the books was an art book, except it was about old Greek art. Paintings on dishes. Drawings and paintings of Greek theme gay scenes. Fellatio, anal, men kissing. Pretty explicit as it was meant to be explicit, nothing was from the real Greek art. It was a gay erotica book and I hid it. Hard erect penises.

    For a young man, I will call it that, still not shaving, the book contained everything forbidden. Page after page of gay erotica, men who sucked dick, men who bent over. I whacked until my dick was sore, I hid the book so I could see it more.

    I was seventeen and I was driving and my aunt asked me to go pick up a piece of furniture that my Uncle Pat had fixed for her. I took her station wagon and went down to furniture store, had to park in the back near the back door. This young man, I'll call him that, very effeminate came out and asked me what I was doing. I told him I was there to pick up a piece of furniture for my aunt. He huffed inside and told me to lift it, he didn't want to hurt his back. He was dressed in boy clothes, but very tight and he had no pockets on his pants and he wore loafers without socks on. He also had pretty long hair that looked like it had been set at the beauty parlor. I had met my Uncle Pat's toy boy.

    Uncle Pat was anything but straight. By the time I figured out the toy boy, and the 'poker' nights with the boys, other gay men he hung out with I was pretty good at finding out where the gay bars were. I still had my book, but had other resources, that could be bought mail order from the back of the Green Sheet on the corner. I had posted a couple of adds in the Green Sheet, things like 'want to meet' and 'been thinking of it'. I had a couple of answers and had met this one man but nothing came of it.

    It was time for me to cross over and get personal. It was with one of my classmates at the college, We had met in class and become friends and he had asked me over to watch the final game of the season. He presumed to be a jock, but he wore his pants tight. I had spotted his bulge and he knew I liked it. At his apartment he was in a tank top and very short gym shorts with only a jock strap. He offered me a beer and we sat on the sofa. His hairy legs right beside me. From time to time he would have to readjust his jock strap. Not that that went unnoticed. Then, just like that, he got up and said it was too much of a bother and took his shorts off and the jock strap. There he was, his penis staring at me.

    I don't recall really if he said something, all I know is that with his penis there I just leaned forward and sucked it. I sucked him until he was in a full erection and he sucked my dick and we had time to get on with it. He was prepared and had some anal lube but we went bare no condom. It was amazing, as you can expect, really amazing. Your first time baby, and yes it was, my first time.

    I have my book, it's a prized possession. Uncle Pat is as queer as they get and I'm sure that my aunt never got some. Uncle Pat had this toy boy and that toy boy and his gay pals that he played poker with. The furniture and art store closed when he retired and they moved to Florida to be near a friend of his. I'm sure, it can't be that my aunt never figured out that Uncle Pat was gay. Maybe she had something else going on the sideline.

  • Cumdump, Fuckpig

    I am a total slut and everyone knows it. My mom knew from the beginning in the very early double digits, I was shared by three boys who were friends of my brother. It was on a playground, behind a V shaped wall. I was very developed even at 12 and they offered me $20 to show them my boobs. I pulled up my tee and at that time I was a full C cup and they sucked on them, which felt really good, and squeezed them, which didn't feel so good. Between the three of them I had bruises on my boobs for 2 weeks. That's how my mom found out. Then they offered more money for me to take off my jeans and panties. I wouldn't do it, then they offered more and I did it. Standing there with my pants off, my tee up over my boobs they all started fondling me. I backed away when one of them, the oldest one who was 18 stuck his finger in me.

    He came up to me, laid me down and fucked me. Kissing me and telling me how good he felt and how good I was making him feel, that I was already a woman. Followed by the next two guys I really felt kind of proud, I was a woman and doing what women did. I was so dumb I wasn't even thinking about getting pregnant. The older one, told the others to leave and he took me again, then drove me home with 4 loads of sperm inside my pussy. My mom saw the stains in my jeans, and took me into my room and stripped me. She saw the bruises, the mess in my panties and my crotch and started wailing into me with the belt she used for discipline. More marks, more bruises and the next day after school I found the older boy and went in his car with him to the river park. It was there he fucked me again, and after he used his sperm and my juices to lube my butt and did anal to me too. It was two days of fucking before he wanted a BJ. It was two days of more belt whippings by my mom and she finally gave up and called me a whore making me dress like a whore, make up like a whore and then hang the belt up on the hook. I got BC when she took her "whore daughter" to the doctor.

    So I started letting anyone fuck me after that. Soon I was with the older boy who was my first and again at the river park I let 5 of them fuck me, I sucked them, and he very proudly took me in my butt for all to watch. That started another round of exclusively butt banging that day. By the time I got enough cash to go to college last year, some of that earned by letting older men pay me for sex, I'd had 82 cocks in various holes. Some of the neighborhood boys just called me "Hole".

    So that is what I am, a Hole, a fuckpig, a cumdump, a slut, a whore. I'm all of them, I still let older men, mostly married have sex for money to keep up my expenses. My apartment is paid by my having sex with the 60 year old couple who own the building.

    I'm all that and more. My mother still asks how I'm going to get a man to marry me and take care of me. I just tell her "By fucking the living shit out of him like no one ever has before". I like my life, I like sex, a LOT. I started 8 years ago and I'm not stopping now.