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- When I Was A Kid -
Bi-Sexual Male / 48

First Cock

On day when I was 13…While walking down an alley one day I saw an old with magazines in it, next to a backyard fence… I stopped and walked over to see what kind of magazines they were and to my surprise and excitement they were porn mags… I sat down next to the fence and started to flip through pages… they were hustler type mags with pussy spread and my dick got hard… The alley was pretty empty and I was so horny that I pulled my dick out the top of my shorts and started stroking my hard young cock… I was feeling so good stroking my hard cock that I almost jumped when I heard a voice say “ hey kid, you liking those mags” I was embarrassed and started to getup and run always… but the voice belonging to an older man, maybe in his 40s, said” it’s ok, don’t be scared I like those mags too”… the he asked if I wanted to see more, cus he had more mags inside his house… my dick was still hard and I was horny and curios to see more…. So I agreed to go into the man’s house… once inside he asked me to take a seat on the couch and he’d be right back, I sat and waited, after a few minutes he came back with a stack of porn mags and put them in the coffee table… he sat next to me and started showing me the mags, he flipped through each page and we talked about how good those pussies looked… my cock was so hard and he asked if he could see my cock… He said show me your cock and I’ll show you mine… I was so horny that I agreed, I stood up and dropped my shorts, he said “that’s a nice little cock, you wanna see mine?” I said yes and he stood up and dropped his pants, his dick was rock hard too, but huge compared to mine… He told me to touch his cock and I didn’t hesitate I was so horny and fascinated that I started rubbing his cock… then his said it was feeling good and asked if I would put his cock in my mouth, I was hesitant, but he said he’d do the same to me… so I bent down a little and started put my mouth on his big cock…

He said that a good little boy!! You making me feel real good, suck on it now!! So I starting sucking and loving the taste of his cock… after a few minutes he said it was his turn so he picked me up and layer me on the edge of the couch, he got in between my legs and started to suck on my cock!! It felt amazing!! He then started licking my asshole and sticking his tong in it!! I was love it so much!!! I was arching my back like a horny little slut boy!! Then I felt his finger rubbing my tight little hole, my clock was throbbing so back, I was in so much pleasure it was crazy!! Stopped and said I’ll be right back, he left the room and came back with a jar of vasaline… Then he started to rub it on my asshole, he said I’m going to fuck your tight little hole… I didn’t say a word, I just laid there with my legs wide open for him.. He grab his cock and start rubbing it on my hole, the sensation as good, I was arching my hips want to feel his cock go in!! He started trying to poke the head in, which was hurting a bit, it took a few minutes of constant push and me pulling away before he got his head in my tight little hole… my ass felt so stretched and it hurt, but I told him to keep going… He started slowly thirsting in my hole, it was hurting but I wanted more, he kept going till he was all in!! It felt so fucking good, he was moving at a steady pace and could feel his cock moving back and forth inside me!! I was loving it so much, I was moaning loudly.. my little cock was still hard and he started stocking it as he fucked me!! It took now time at all before I came all over his hand…. By then he was fucking me so good, I felt his cock getting bigger and all of the sudden he pushed deep inside of me and grunted I knew he had just cum in my ass and I loved it!!! As he got soft my ass pushed him out and a small puddle of cum, poop and blood came out, I remember him taking a poloroid of my butt, then he cleaned me up and asked if I was ok… My butt was a bit sore but I loved it… that’s was the beginning of an incredible summer, I have more to tell but only if you hit “that’s juicy” and comment, tell me how my confession made you cum….

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# 60886 - by Justaman75 / September 26, 2022
- True Sex Confessions -
Bi-Sexual Female / 33

Gemstone - Honeymoon Pt.2

Part Two – please read part one first.
We had agreed that for our two week honeymoon, now that I had already been unfaithful, my husband was now in charge, and I would do as I was told.
We walked the mile back to our hotel mostly in silence. Hubby just asked if I was ok, and I nodded yes. When we got in our room he closed the door and then pushed me back against it, told me to stay, like I was his dog, and he went to draw the curtains, leaving the light off. Then he came back and asked what I thought I was. I whispered “a dirty slut”, and he kissed me, putting his hand between my legs and gripping my c**t through my panties. When he stopped kissing me he said that my panties were wet and he started biting my neck and undoing my dress, pulling it off and then kneeling in front of me and spreading my legs and smelling and tonguing my panties between my legs. Then the panties came off and he thrust his tongue into my wet c**t. He moved away and told me to take my shoes off and get on the bed, while he stripped naked. On the bed he laid back and told me to kneel and suck his cock “like I sucked other men”. My hubby's is an awkward cock to suck, because when erect it is nine, maybe nine and half inch, but it is totally straight and rock hard, like a bar of steel. No bend at all, so it difficult to get round into the back of my throat. But I try. After a while he told me to do my special thing, but face away from him. He meant he wanted me to straddle him, on my knees and upright, and take the head of his cock just into my vagina grip it there while I rotate my hips and bottom slowly. Then he told me to confess.
I started telling him what I had done, first with the security man. He told me to start again and do it properly. It's embarrassing, I can tell him what I have been up to, no problem, but confessing my sins, and telling him every little detail is humiliating, which is the whole point of course. I have to describe cock shapes and sizes, use words I wouldn't normally say out loud, say what order my clothes came off, whether I took them off or the man I was with, where he touched me......
After an exhausting hour or so it was finally time for a hard fuck, and then several more through the night.

The next morning, I put on a short dress and sandals, nothing else, and we stumbled down to breakfast and then I changed into red, tight shorts and a white crop top. I knew I had to be careful what I wore without panties, especially if I was going to get well fucked for the next 13 days. I only had three pairs of shorts, which I had packed for the beach, a couple of short dresses and various t-shits, vests and crop tops.
We both knew that there was a big wrestling show in the town that night, and that I would be going there, so during the day we went for a walk to the resort centre. My husband took all my panties and bras down to the car and locked them in the boot. Not that I bother with bras much. We had a look round some theatres and I decided which show I was going to that night. We went on the beach a bit, which was crowded and then went to walk further down the sea front. There was some shouting in the distance and a crowd of people outside a nightclub, so we went to see what was happening.
Let me say, I have had two sleepless nights thinking about writing all this down. Going over things in my head. It's one of the most embarrassing and humiliating things I have ever experienced, BUT, please don't feel sorry for me, it is what I secretly crave. Unfortunately I destroyed my old diaries a few years ago, otherwise I could just copy it all.

On the steps of the nightclub, there was a man with a microphone and two guys dressed in leotards, who seemed to be insulting the general public who had gathered on the pavement, then I saw a board that said American Wrestling, Today, only £5 entry. Fuck !!! What was this ??? It seemed to be different to any wrestling I had seen before, and I soon learned that it is a different concept to the usual touring shows that have four or five advertised bouts and visit towns every month or so. At this one, they target the tourists. The wrestlers and MC stand outside and taunt people, pick arguments with each other and “stooges” in the crowd, and then they rush back into the club to “sort it out”. The crowd are sort of pushed in from the back and queue to pay their £5, watch a few bouts of wrestling and then are emptied out of the back door and the whole cycle begins again.
I couldn't see anyone I knew, they were fairly unfit middle aged men with a lot to shout about. I looked at my husband and said “what shall I do ?” He replied “depends whether you are a groupie or a slut – I don't think a groupie would get involved with that lot, but a slut would. It's up to you”. I was already starry eyed and had brain freeze and just got swept in with the crowd while my husband stepped to one side. I didn't have any money, in fact I had nothing, bag, tissues, hairbrush, make up. Just what I was wearing, which wasn't much (see the photo I have on my profile at the moment). People were ushered into a corridor and formed a queue at the pay-desk, then another stall was selling merchandise, and then people were turning into the bar and theatre area where the wrestling was taking place. I tried to bypass the queue and just walk in, and a rough looking man caught my arm and pulled me to the side and asked where I thought I was going. I sort of stuttered that I didn't usually have to pay to get in (not that I had ever been here before) and when he asked why not, I said I was a groupie. He said he didn't know me, I replied that I was on holiday here but was well known in my own area. He told me to wait and went through a door and came back with an older guy, probably 55 or so, and said “I'll leave her to you boss”. He took me further down the corridor, which was a dead end, and he asked me who I was, and what I was doing there. I told him I was Gem and I knew a lot of wrestlers. He asked who, so I said “a groupie never gives names”. He laughed and said “well it's £5 to get in then”. I told him I didn't have it, so he asked how I was going to pay then. I offered him a blow job, but he replied that he has a sexy young wife for that, and that I could go in the dressing room if I wanted but they were like a bunch of wild animals in there. I said “ok, I know”, and suddenly he gave me a hard slap across one side of my face and asked if I was sure I knew. I held my face, and said yes, and he asked how old I was. I said 19, and he said he didn't believe me. I said I was, and I was married and he slapped the other side of my face, asked where my husband was, and then again if I was sure, I said yes and he took my arm and dragged me in the dressing room. I knew this was going to be what I craved. I had suddenly gone from considering being a faithful wife, to being at my worst ever......................

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# 55690 - by Anonymous / December 26, 2021
- True Sex Confessions -
Bi-Sexual Female / 33

Gemstone - Early Years, Pt.3

PART THREE
The next show (don't worry, I'm not writing about every show, just the first few) I went to was to see the wrestler who had taken me in at my local venue, and involved a bus and train ride, but at least he was taking me home. Again, it was a bigger venue, and I found the stage door which was up a small side street and I waited for half an hour, not really sure whether to ask anyone to get me in or just wait and hope I saw the wrestler who had told me to go. I was dressed a bit weird but I felt it looked good at the time. Grey long socks up to my thighs, a black mini skirt that was my sister's and a grey loose fitting jumper. I had panties but no bra, and old white trainers. I carried a jacket.
Fortunately he arrived, followed by two other men. He saw me and came to talk and then I noticed one of the other two following was Chris who I had been with at last weeks show, who also said “hi”. Those two went straight in and the first guy, Peter said he had been hearing about me going with Chris, and he was upset that I didn't get my tits out for him. He was only joking though and took me in. Obviously wrestlers talk about their groupies !
We went in and I found somewhere to sit before Peter came out and asked if I still needed a lift home. I said yes, and he explained that the other two had come with him, but it would be OK. He explained that often they travel alone but sometimes the promoter rings and makes them travel together to save on expenses. He said he would look after me, and that he was in the first contest and then the other two in the second, so we could get away early. He told me to behave and stay somewhere near and not to talk to any strange men. My mind was in a bit of turmoil. All three of them in the car ? Oohhh. I felt a shivering in my stomach. Probably the first time I felt my clit throbbing as well.
While I was hanging about the family I keep seeing came to talk. They seemed impressed that I was getting about, and said they would give me a lift part way home if I ever needed it. The daughter came back later on her own and asked me not to “go” with two particular wrestlers, neither of who I had heard of. They were her “boyfriends” apparently. She seemed a bit “up-herself”, but maybe she could be useful. I went to the toilet just before the interval and soon after it was time to go. I walked out with the three wrestlers and they signed a few autographs and then we went to the car. Peter gave his keys to Chris and asked him to drive, and Peter got in the back with me and we set off, with some brief direction from me on where we were heading.
Peter was whispering to me, asking if I was ok with sucking his cock with the others in the front I nodded yes and he also asked if I would do the same for them if we swapped over. I said I would if he wanted me to. He asked why I wouldn't have full sex, I said I didn't feel ready yet, and he accepted that and asked if he could undress me. I nodded “yes”. I felt I was ready to be naked, and they all seemed ok, even the one I didn't know. Peter said that I should just relax and enjoy myself, no one was going to do anything that I didn't agree to, and he asked what time I needed to be home. I said 10.30pm or so.
Peter started kissing me and had his hand on the bare flesh between my mini skirt and the top of my socks. Then he put his hand up the front of my jumper and pushed it up and pulled it straight off and he kissed my breasts and tweaked a nipple which made me jump. He laughed and sucked both my nipples and told me they really needed some work on them, kissed me on the mouth for ages while feeling me all over and then pulled my skirt down and off. He told Chris to look for a dark quiet lay by, and then pulled my panties down. He let me keep my socks and trainers on and Chris stopped the car after a few minutes, he had turned up a country lane and pulled into a gateway to a field. Peter had pulled me up so I sat on his lap and we were kissing as his hands roamed over me and he told me to get his cock out. As I moved back to kneel on the seat he felt between my legs and gently massaged. He told me to say something dirty. I laughed and said I couldn't, but he insisted as he got his erection out, so I said “I love cock, and I love spunk”. Embarrassing ! The two in the front had turned round and were watching. I remained on the seal, kneeling and took Peter's cock in my hands and then my mouth and went up and down on it, and I soon felt several hands roaming over me. I had to ask them not to finger me, and they didn't, but the guy who's name I didn't even know, got out and opened the door and pushed himself in so I was in the middle. Soon I was sucking Peter and wanking the other guy, my breasts and bottom being fondled, and Peter came in my mouth, and I was quickly pulled round to suck the other guy's cock, which was bigger but not as fat, and tasted salty, or maybe that was just the spunk in my mouth. He didn't last long and was soon shooting down my throat. I was thinking how unbelievable all this was, and especially what a complete slut I was being. I loved it.
They both got out and Chris got in the back. We kissed for a while and he asked if he could kiss me between my legs, I nodded yes and he kissed a licked and inserted his tongue just a bit, before moving up to my breasts and biting them. Then up to my neck, I had to ask him not to give me bites there, so we kissed some more and then I sucked him off. I stayed almost naked in the back with Chris as we drove back to near where I lived, and I found my clothes and put them on before we got to near where I lived. They dropped me off at the end of my street.
I'll probably leave this section for now, but for a brief summing up … I carried on going to nearby towns for wrestling once a week or so, and my own town every month. I tried to get rid of Brian, but he had an idea for the summer that kept me seeing him every month. His car had broken down for the show he missed, and he was jealous of me getting in with a wrestler. I also got to know the family I met and used them as an alibi to get out, and sometimes stay out all night, and I had a fantastic summer, losing my virginity. Then I decided to cut back on wrestling, get a job and I started going to different entertainments. More when I get the urge xx

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# 55527 - by Anonymous / December 17, 2021
- True Sex Confessions -
Bi-Sexual Female / 33

Gemstone - Early Years, Pt.2

PART TWO
I carried on meeting Brian every month or so, with the same scenario. Brian taught me lots about wrestling and said he would take me to bigger, better shows when he could. He lived a long way from me though. He kept asking me to suck him off naked, or at least in underwear, and I kept saying “next time maybe”. I liked the thought of being naked but was skinny so I thought he would laugh at me. One time he didn't turn up, I found out a month later he his car had broken down on the way. Didn't really matter to me, I just concentrated on finding another way to get in, and that involved asking a real wrestler to take me in. I had seem this guy wrestle, so knew who he was, and was quick to ask. He was a shortish, tubby man, a “baddie”. I had learned by now the the baddies are actually really nice men, and the goodies are egotistical dickheads. Usually. He apologised and said he would get in trouble, so I just blurted out that I could give him a blow job. He looked at me and asked if I was old enough, I said “of course”, and he looked around and made me promise to be there when he was leaving, then he took me in. Felt great walking past the staff and being seen with him in the hall. Never mind if they were all thinking “slut”.
I stood by the dressing room most of the night and became aware of other wrestling fans who were more interested in talking to the wrestlers that watching the action. One family who seemed to know a lot of people were a mum, dad, and teenage daughter. I heard them talking about other shows in nearby towns and Cities, so asked the mum where these shows were held. I was surprised Brian had mentioned them, all he talked about was shows too far for me to get to. The wrestler who took me in had his bout just before the interval and then he was ready to leave while the third bout was on so I went out with him, and to his car. He said he would pull up away from other cars and asked who I had been with before. I said “just a guy who pays to take me in sometimes”. He asked if it was a boyfriend, so I said no, “someone your age”. He asked if I “fucked”. I said no. He asked if I was a virgin, I said yes, and he said “one day then”, and undid his trousers and left me to feel inside for his cock. It was interesting, smaller than Brian's. I felt it a bit before I put my head down and took it in my mouth. He said it felt good and felt my small boobs through my blouse, then he started telling me how gorgeous I was and he asked me to stop and kiss him. We had a really erotic snog. It felt nice, funny, feeling his tongue in my mouth, sort a shiver down my spine as I got back to his cock and closer to him and he was feeling my bottom and legs through my trousers. I sort of wished his hands were on my naked flesh, but then he pushed my head down and held me there while he pumped his spunk into my mouth. There wasn't as much as with Brian. I guessed that was because the wrestler has someone different every night, and Brian only has once a month with me. We had another kiss and he told me to look out for him in future, then he asked if I could get to a nearby town, where he was appearing soon. I said I might be able to get a bus there, and he said if I did he would give me a lift home. He checked his diary and wrote be down a couple of dates there were shows in the area and said I should try and get to any of them. I walked back to the hall, and the bloody woman on reception wouldn't let me back in. I was fuming, so went home.
I didn't have the internet or a mobile phone in those days, but I did some research on where there were other wrestling shows, and I found one that was about an hours bus ride away, and then the show that the wrestler had told me to go to, which meant a bus and a short train journey. I asked my mum if I could go to these shows and told her that I had met a family with a daughter my age who would give me a lift home, so my mum agreed. I also tried to get her to buy me some decent clothes but she said I would have to get a weekend job, which I did eventually. My sisters had moved out by now so I went through old clothes they had left, although there wasn't much I wanted.
Onto the show the following week, and it was a different promotion and set up completely, a large Town Hall. I couldn't get there very early and was unsure whether the wrestlers etc would use the main entrance or a back door, but I did find a door at the back where there were a couple of autograph hunters, so I stayed round there and watched for cars, or men carrying sports bags or suitcases. I soon noticed a tall, youngish man coming up the road with a bag, so before he got to the back door I asked if he was a wrestler. He said yes and asked if I wanted a photo with him. I said “no, can you get me in please ? – I know a few wrestlers and it's the first time I've been here”. He asked where I usually went, and carried on walking slowly, then he said OK. He stopped to sign two autographs and then banged on the door and a man let us in and the wrestler told me to sit in the corridor and he would check in. He came back after a few minutes and asked if I fancied a coffee, and we went to the coffee bar and he asked me about myself and told me his name was Chris, and he asked if I fancied finding a “quiet room”. I became quiet an expert on finding quiet rooms. We went up to the Circle and tried a few doors, I told him I only do blow jobs, and he laughed and said he liked me. We found a room and went in, and he moved me back against the door and bent down to kiss me and it went on for ages. His hands were all over me. I had trousers and a jumper on, and he put his hand up my jumper and felt my bare breasts and said how nice and soft they were, and that he liked small breasts. He kissed me some more and then pulled my jumper off over my head an kissed my little breasts and asked me if I was sure I didn't fancy sex. I said “no not really” and he said ok and undid his trousers and told me to show him what I could do. I knelt down and felt his cock,and took it into my lips and worked me way up and down and he was stoking my hair and telling me what a good job I was doing and it took him about two minutes before he shot his spunk down my throat. He was in a bit of a rush afterwards to get back to the dressing room, so I dressed and we went downstairs. He told me to watch out for him anywhere I went, and not to talk if he was with his girlfriend, but he would come back out and get me when he had parked her in the bar.
I went to the toilets and then had a look round, watched a couple of contests and then went back to sit near the dressing rooms. I decided I had better leave just after 9pm to get the bus home, but then a really big man came out of the dressing room and had a walk round and asked if I was with anyone. I said no, and he asked “are you coming for a walk outside”. I told him I had to go for my bus soon, and he said “come on then, I'll walk you to your stop”. Once outside he asked where I was from and where my bus stop was, and then he took my arm and said “come up here a minute” and led me across the road and up ..(continue confession)

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# 55481 - by Anonymous / December 15, 2021
- Anything Goes -
Straight Female / 36

I Can't Stop Think About It...

First, This may not be considered kinky. It's just something I can't stop thinking about because I felt like I had no control over an unexpected situation.
Last night, I took calls at work as a professional phone sex operator. I have years of experience in the phone sex industry, and it's my full-time job. I had taken a few calls, and it was a pretty typical night at first. Then, I answered a call and was getting to know a new caller. He was very quiet, so I started asking him a few questions and wanted to make him comfortable enough to open up. He would not budge! He just gave one-word answers and nothing else. It's not that uncommon . Yes, I wanted to make money, but I like to entertain, and I don't half-ass it. I want them to cum, and I don't set any limits. I will be as kinky, extreme, and taboo as my callers want me to be, and I told him that. At this point, the silence was telling me he was about to hang up, but then he blurted out that he had had threesomes with a husband and wife, and he likes sucking cock. However, he was not looking for anything like cuckolding, humiliation, submission, or domination. That is VERY rare. Then he started to spill out what he had been holding in. he told me in detail how he pounded the wife, and when her husband put his cock to his lips, he did not hesitate and opened his mouth and let it slide in and started to suck to a cock for the first time.
That's when I found myself NEEDING to cum. I wanted him to hear me cum and blurted out that I needed to rub myself for him. I told him to tell me in detail how it felt to suck another man's dick. Things got a little blurry for a moment, but I ended up naked on my bed. My knees were parted as wide as I could and get them, and I was rubbing my clit hard and fast and begging him to share a cock with me so we could make out with it between us. I came quick, and as weird as it sounds, I seriously could not stop playing with my pussy, and he loved it. He was just as obsessed with my pussy as I was. As time went on, I started telling him my darkest fantasies, and he was finishing my sentences because he had the same twisted fantasies. I ended up giving him my personal phone number. I wanted to play with him for free because I had never wanted anyone the way I wanted him. he called me right back, and I became his fuck slut. I needed to be used by this man and was happily helpless. I was embarrassed because I kept saying I love you.
I need your seed in my c**t. He was not bothered at all. He told me he wanted to breed me like a good Daddy. from that point on he was my Daddy, and I was his fuck slut to be used however he pleased. So I fucked my pussy with my fingers and a dildo, finger fucked my asshole, and happily sucked them clean to please him. I slammed my bunny tail butt plug up my ass and loved the sting and stretch. No matter what I did, though, I would go back fingering my clit and around my urethra. It felt like my clit literally blossomed or something.
I don't know if it was because of all the swelling or what, but it felt like my clit hood was gone, and it was almost painfully intense, but I could not stop. I don't know how else to explain it. I just obsessively rubbed for him, and he was mesmerized. I squirted and came many times, but I also lost all inhibitions and pissed when he told me to push my pee out for Daddy. We did this from about 1 am until 7 am. I took my fingers off my clit to suck my dildo as ordered. He then made me stop and be still and teased me by having me imagine his cock was at the entrance of my pussy and described how he would breed me then share me with strangers in a gangbang, I am so embarrassed, but I would have done it if we were physically together. He made me beg and beg and then let me go to town on my clit again. He would start to say he needed to go, and I would say something nasty or let him hear my sloppy wet c**t as I jammed my fingers in it. He could not make himself hang up and would jerk his cock again. Eventually, we hung up, and about 4 hours later, I was awake and back at work rubbing my pussy and taking calls. He called shortly after I got off with a 65-year-old man, and when I told him that I loved being used because it made him happy, we spent another 30 minutes cumming together.
Sorry if this seemed wordy. I am still amazed because it was better than any physical sex I have ever had. I was more open with him than anyone I ever dated.

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# 55416 - by Marion / December 12, 2021
- True Sex Confessions -
Bi-Sexual Female / 33

Gemstone - Introduction

Hello. My name is Gem and I am an alcoho..... Oh no, wrong site. Let me start again.
My name is Gem, and I am a Groupie Slut Wife. There I said it !
I'm going to start with an introduction to myself, to find out if I am welcome here. I have a need to write about myself and to reveal the dirty truths and sins that I have committed. On my journey to find a "true confessions" site, I have become disillusioned with the sites I have found. I started off at the biggest "sex story" site and found that all the mods are interested in is the punctuation and paragraphing. I spent a month putting the effort in, but everything I wrote got rejected, until they finally published part three, which made no sense on it's own. Other sites I have tried have been very immature, very "role play" focused, and finally I tried one last week that seemed exactly right, but then realised that it is "women only". I asked if I would be welcome, as I am well aware that fellow females don't like groupie sluts, and two mods welcomed me to the site, but then one privately asked me to leave.
Maybe I should just write a book !

I am from the United Kingdom. So our terminology will be different. I asked one of the mods on the previously mentioned site what a groupie slut meant in the US, and she guessed that I was a girl who liked gang-bangs with rock groups and ball sports teams. Well actually they are the two types of people I always try and avoid. Rock & pop groups because they are all about drink and, well you know, and footballers because they are like overgrown schoolboys, so immature. So let me explain -
I am a GROUPIE because I love sex with famous people. In my case, what I call "Entertainers". Actors, musicians, some sportsmen. Basically anyone who makes their living entertaining the public. I love standing outside a theatre or concert hall. You will find me at the stage door, which is often round the back, or up an alleyway, stood shyly waiting and hoping someone will turn up, invite me in and have sex with me. I love being seen with "famous" people. They don't have to be that famous, just a little will do. People will look at me, probably stood in the rain under an umbrella, in a little mini skirt, and they will think "SLUT". And they would be right, but I don't care. It's me, it's my job, it's what I love. The first unwritten rule of being a Groupie is that we never pay to get into an event, and we do always get in, one way or another.

I am a SLUT on three counts.
Firstly, I don't always get the chance to purely be a groupie. Sometimes the second rule of being a groupie comes into play. That is "whoever takes a groupie into a show gets first go at her". Which means that if I am stood cold and lonely, I may succumb to allowing a doorman, steward, stage hand etc etc take me in. At least once in, I can then hang about outside the dressing rooms, showing my legs or breasts off to tempt some famous person to fuck me. I just have to suck off the person who took me in first, or if pressed, let them fuck me.
Secondly, it is surprising how many times I will have groupie sex with some celebrity, and they will then ask me if I will "DO" their friend... or brother .... father .... son ....girlfriend ! Of course I will, although my heart sinks. I am being that slut again, having sex with anonymous people who aren't even famous. I disgust myself sometimes.
Thirdly, as I say, my body likes sensual, gentle lovemaking with famous people. But my mind is troubled. It's a bit of a bastard to me. It CRAVES things that I will not enjoy. It hopes people will take advantage of me, use and abuse me, spank me, tie me up, slap me, and most of all, humiliate me. Make me beg, show me off, blackmail me. Yes gang-bang me.

Which just leaves me to tell you about my role as a WIFE. If I carry on writing here I will tell you much more of course about how I got started in all of this. Basically, I am from an ex-mining town in the North of England (although I have moved away thank God). No one there had any money, I had two older sisters who bullied me and parents who didn't care. I never had any friends, and I stumbled into becoming a groupie at the one thing we had locally - a new Leisure & Sports Centre that that entertainment at weekends. From there I ventured to the nearest City and hung about outside theatres and entertainment complexes. A very shy girl waiting to be picked up. I would occasionally see other groupies who there was mutual hatred with, which is why I stuck to the entertainers they weren't interested in rather than rock groups. I also came across my future husband who I saw collecting autographs with a couple of his friends. The friends didn't like me (no one does) but HE always talked to me and accepted me. We went to a few shows together and he saw me go off with much older men, and accepted it all. Then one night, when I had been well fucked and was really happy, I invited him in at my parents house when he walked me home. I started confessing what I had done that night, and within minutes we were rolling on the floor naked, and fucked three times without stopping. Wow. What a slut I was. We were married within a year or so, with our own house, far away from anyone we knew. He accepts me for what I am, and I tell him MOST things while we have sex. As soon as possible after they have happened. And we have sex a LOT. He doesn't like the slut side of me, but has no choice. Sometimes I confess my sins, sometimes I taunt him with them.
Being a groupie makes me happy.
Being a slut makes me depressed sometimes.
When I fulfill my cravings I can get suicidal. Not for long, but hubby looks after me.
If I was in the US I would have a team of psychiatrists and psychologists. In the UK we get nothing. Just a blank stare when I open up to a GP. Occasionally a leaflet.
OK, I'll stop now. Thanks for reading if you got this far.
Give me a tick down and I will quietly leave.
Give me a tick up and I'll stop by and write some more when I get time.
Love, Gem x

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# 55276 - by Anonymous / December 5, 2021
- True Sex Confessions -
Bi-Sexual Female / 33

Gemstone - Early Years, Pt.1

Although I would prefer to get on with more up to date things, I believe it is important to first tell how I got involved in all this. I must also add that since the start of Covid-19, I have been fairly inactive. I stopped going out, but as things calmed down a bit, I did start getting visitors at home. There was only a small percentage of men who ever asked for my phone number, but those who had suddenly started ringing as there were no live shows, and so they were going short on sex obviously.
So back to my teens. I won't say anything about ages, depending on which side of the fence you are on, you can fill in the blanks – although I believe legal ages vary depending on countries and probably states.
As I have said, I never had friends. My two older sisters were bullies, and no one wanted to be my friend when that would have meant they came into contact with my sisters. They were four year or so older than me and born nine months apart, and had always been close. When I came they resented me, and I suppose it was mutual as all I ever got was hand me down toys and clothes. I did have lots of books though, mainly factual, and I loved reading and learning. I had my own small bedroom, which was like a library. The sisters shared a big bedroom, which was all posters, music etc. They had left school but there was no work locally. They would go and hang out at the Leisure Centre most nights, although it was difficult to get in. You had to go past reception and through a turnstile, after either buying a ticket for whatever you wanted to take part in, or you could just say you wanted to go to the cafe or bar, but they wouldn't let you in unless you had money to spend.
One particular night, my parents had friends coming round and wanted us out of the way. My sisters were already planning on going to the Centre, and my mum said they had to take me. She gave me a bit of money, but my sisters took it off me and bought themselves cans of beer on the way. It was late summer and a warm night. I had an old light blue dress on that was too big for me but still short. I was fairly skinny then. We went to see if anything was happening at the Centre, and amazingly, there was – a professional wrestling show. No one well known, in fact a fairly amateur event. So, we had to get in without any money, otherwise we would be hanging round in the car park all night.
Firstly we tried getting past reception but they weren't allowing anyone in without tickets for the wrestling, or people playing tennis, using the gym etc. Next we had a walk round, and at the rear of the building there were a couple of men unloading a wrestling ring from the back of a truck. All steel bars, planks of wood, ropes etc. So we walked in and watched them assemble the ring, and sisters decided we should go to the toilets, hide in there and then later just come out and sit down. The men stopped us though and said they were locking the doors and everyone had to be out. It was still well over an hour before the show started.
Back in the car park we watched a car pull in and park right at the back, and a big man got out and stretched, and then got back in his car. My sisters said he must be a wrestler, and they walked across and knocked on his window. They asked if he was a wrestler, and he said yes, so they asked him if he could take us in. He said no, and offered us some crisps that he was eating. Sisters asked again and said we had no money and really wanted to see the show. He repeated that he couldn't just take strangers in, so one of my sisters said “please.... she'll give you a blow job if you will”. And she pointed at me !!!!
Well, I sort of knew what she meant, but I wasn't sure. It's probably something people learn from their friends, but not me. I'd seen a few diagrams of the human body in books, had a brief lesson at school which was mainly about periods and condoms, and read a few romantic novels; and that was it. The man asked if I was old enough, asked my sisters why they didn't do the deed (they lied they had boyfriends), so he agreed, and reached over to open the passenger door. I got in and he told my sisters he would just drive to the other end of the car park, under some trees, and we were off. He asked my name, told me his, Brian, and said I didn't have to do it if I didn't want. I gasped “It's OK”. Then he said that he wasn't actually a wrestler. He traveled round a lot to wrestling shows, as a hobby, but, if I wanted he would give me the money to get us all in. OK ! I did ask him to actually pay for us to get in, and not give us the money as I knew they would just buy more beer. He looked around, undid his trousers and pulled them down, and there it was. A large,erect cock.
My hand was shaking as I reached out and touched it. It was hot, it throbbed. I presumed I had to put the head in my mouth and suck, and Brian asked if he could put his hand on my leg. I said yes, and went down and opened my lips. It tasted nice, flowery and clean (thank God). I sucked, nothing happened, so I sucked again, and then Brian told me what I needed to do, while I held his cock and looked embarrassingly at it. After a few minutes I had more of it in my mouth and was moving my head up and down, trying to suck, and being told to tighten my lips, go further, feel his balls, while he lay back and squeezed my leg. He moaned that I was going to be a really great cock sucker, and I thought to myself how great it was. Adult, sexy, daring. He didn't warn me what was cumming next. Spunk shot down my throat. I choked, it came down my nose. I pulled away and it shot over my dress and then oozed out over Brian's trousers. What the fuck !!! We cleaned up with tissues and rags. My dress had turned darker blue where the spunk had wet it. Before we drove back across the car park he told me that I Had done brilliantly, not to tell anyone anything, and that the wrestling shows were usually every 4 weeks, and he would see me next time and I should try and come without my sisters. We rejoined my sisters and I told them he was going to pay for us to get in and he wasn't really a wrestler. Good job he paid because he had to convince the woman on reception that my sisters were under 16. I sat with Brian for the show, my sisters roamed off, and he told me a lot about wrestling before we said “goodnight”. On the way home I got threatened not to say anything to our mum because they would say what a tart I was.
A month later I was counting down the days to the next wrestling show. My sisters had started going to some raves at weekends, and had totally forgotten about the wrestling, so I asked my mum if I could go and asked her not to tell the others about it, as they try to spoil everything. Late afternoon I went to the Leisure Centre and it wasn't long before Brian pulled up, so I went and got in his car and we chatted a bit. I'd put a green and white checked blouse on and black trousers and before long he drove to the far edge of the car park and I sucked him off. I loved doing it, sucking a cock was so weird. Hard but slightly spongy, hot, and never knowing when it is going to explode in my mouth. I managed not to make a mess this time and swallowed most, and had a tissue ready. He paid for me to go into the show and we sat together talking, and it felt good. The first friend I had ever really had. Afterwards he drove to a local fish and chip shop and bought me some, and I had his spunk down ..(continue confession)

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# 55314 - by Anonymous / December 7, 2021
- True Sex Confessions -
Bi-Sexual Female / 33

Gemstone - Honeymoon Pt.1

I'll go totally out of order now and tell you the first story in the “Newly Married” category.
I married my husband when I was 19, he was 18. God it was awful. We wanted a quite as possible wedding. We really should have eloped but it was our Grandparents that we would have hurt, so we agreed to let our parents and grandparents attend the registry office, no celebration afterwards, straight on honeymoon. Yeah, that worked ! Never let your parents get involved in your life.
We had booked our own honeymoon. Two weeks in a posh hotel, I was going to say where, but I'd probably better not. Some will work it out easy enough. Let's just say it is the Entertainment Capital of the UK. We all know who loves entertainers (ME). I'd always wanted to go there. As for rest of our lives, we had wanted to get as far away as possible from home (Baby we were born to Run), but compromised on a great discount on a new build house in a town around 20 miles away from home, arranged with a large mortgage and a great discount that my new father in law had arranged with a house builder friend of his. Our respective parents had also arranged a wedding day surprise – Uncles, Aunties, Cousins etc who we had not seen for years and never did again. Then whisked away from the wedding ceremony to a meal and celebrations at a hotel. Soon we'd had enough and drove off still in out wedding outfits to our holiday destination. It was an old car that was practically scrap, but it did the job.
We checked in, stripped off and fucked until dinner time. Thankfully my period was just over, so wouldn't be a problem for the whole honeymoon. My new husband was laid on the bed and I was knelt astride him riding away, and he said it was now time to choose.
Be faithful for ever.
Be faithful for the 14 day honeymoon, and then discuss it further. Or
Continue to be a cheating, groupie slut. Hmm, let me think. I chose number two. I could manage two weeks. My husband, in a rare outbreak of dominance said “Well if you fail, there will be consequences”, and he slapped my thing, grabbed my bottom and we carried on fucking.

We eventually dressed, went down for dinner and then went for a walk. I was wearing a nice short summer dress, panties and sandals. It was about a mile down the sea front to get into the resort and the first place we stopped was one of several theaters where there are summer variety shows, theatre, or entertainment that changes weekly or nightly. There was a large poster for the entertainment that was already started – a well known TV Comedian, several other names we knew, and then my husband pointed to one name we knew very well.
Six months before we married we had been on a short holiday together, and had gone to this theatre where there was a variety show on, and this same guy had taken me in. He was really sweet, working his way into entertainment and making a name for himself. I'll call him David. I'd had sex with him in his dressing room, my hubby had met him briefly, and I visited him at his hotel twice. Now here was, inside this building that we were stood outside of. I was immediately into Groupie Mode. My husband says I get all bright eyed and go a bit dumb, like I don't hear him talking, similar to when a computer freezes up. He shook me and said “It's up to you, don't forget the consequences”. I asked him what he had in mind. He said I would find out later, and assured me he was happy whatever I chose.
I just set of walking looking for a stage door. When I found it, there was no point standing outside, the show had started, so I knocked on the door, and then tried the handle. A large bald headed man was just coming to answer. I said I was a friend of David ~~~, and asked if he could tell him I was here. He refused, saying if I knew him, give him a ring, and leave a message. I said “please, it's important.... I'll make it worth your while”. He knew what I meant, and nodded to follow him, and we went into a small office. He asked my name, and said he couldn't get a message to David until the interval, which would be in ten minutes or so, and he asked what I had in mind. I said I would give him a blow job. He said OK, started undoing his belt, and I got on my knees and undid his trousers. He was about 50, typical security man type, a bit of a sweaty seven inch cock, but not as bad a some. I had him shooting down my throat in less that five minutes, then we chatted for a few minutes until the interval, and he took me to David's dressing room and knocked and told him he had a visitor. He came out and looked really happy to see me, and invited me in. He couldn't believe it was my wedding day and asked if I could wait until after the show. I said I'd better go out and tell my husband, as long as I would get back in again, and David told me to fetch hubby in and watch the show and then come backstage after. I left, told the guy on the door and he let me out and then back in with hubby. We sat at the back, holding hands and I whispered “I've sucked the security man”, and hubby whispered back “consequences”. I begged him to tell me what and said I was really going to be unfaithful now for the rest of our honeymoon. He took a card from his pocket and handed it to me. It was hard to read in the dark, so I went out to the corridor and then came back and sat squeezing his cock. The card said – IF YOU BREAK YOUR VOWS YOU MUST BE PUNISHED.
No underwear allowed for the rest of the two weeks.
You confess your sins like I want you to, every little detail, and beg for forgiveness.
You walk naked on the beach late one night, a mile back to opposite the hotel.

I leaned over and kissed him passionately, this was just what I needed to keep me on heat for the fortnight and be the sluttiest I have ever been. At the end of the show hubby said he would wait out the back for me, and I went to find David's dressing room again. Soon we were kissing and he stripped me naked and went down on me on the floor before he stripped off and we made love. After he came he asked if I would like to meet the comedian who was the top billing. I asked if he was into groupies, David said yes and told me to stay naked and don't answer the door if anyone knocks. A few minutes later he came back and said he would be along soon. We sat on a small settee and kissed and talked a bit and then there was a knock. David went out and left me with the comedian who was probably in his 70's. Conversation was a bit awkward as I stood up, still naked and asked what he liked doing. He asked for a blow job, so I said ok, and asked if he wanted to sit down or stand. He sat on the settee so I knelt in front of him and started undoing his trousers. He asked if we could have a kiss and cuddle first so I sat with him and let him feel me all over and I wanked his cock hard while we kissed and then I went down and sucked him off. Took about two minutes. He was really nice, quite shy really. He thanked me and dressed and left, and David came back in and invited me to visit at his hotel any afternoon. He gave me his mobile number and asked me to ring. I dressed and went to meet hubby outside.
Will continue with part two.

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# 55337 - by Anonymous / December 8, 2021
- True Sex Confessions -
Straight Female / 19

Hard Fuck For Me

I was 15 when I lost my virginity. I was walking home from school when I stopped to get a pack of M&Ms. When I got out of the store I heard someone say my name, I looked around and saw my Math teacher from my old school. My family moved often and I had only attended that school for 3 months. He asked me how I liked my new school and I told it was pretty much the same. He smiled and I just stared at him. He must have felt a bit awkward because he tried to end the conversation by saying he had somewhere to be. I asked if I could have his number just in case I needed help with math and stuff. He seemed a bit hesitant but he agreed. I kinda had crush on him while I was in his class and seeing him after those months brought all the feelings back. He was 41 years old then, I knew it because while I went to his school he had celebrated his birthday and some of the other teachers had surprised him with a cake. When I got home I texted him with a simple hi he said hi back and we talked casually. We spent the next two days in causally conversations about school and Math. I started getting a little impatient I wanted him to make the first move.

The next evening I texted him and said do you think I would give a good blowjob. He left me on read for about 30 mins. Then I saw my phone ringing. I didn't recognize the number. Still I answered, did someone tell you to ask me that question I heard him say as soon as I answered. What do you mean, I asked. Why would you ask me a question like that he asked in a whisper. Because I would give you one I admitted. He was silent. Hello are you there, I said. I am he said, text this number from now on and delete that message you sent on the other phone. I deleted the message and texted him on the new number. Have you had sex before, he texted. No, I admitted feeling a bit embarrassed. Do you want to, he asked. Yes I want to I texted back. With who he asked. With you, I want to be yours, I answered. He called and told me to meet him in front of the library on Saturday. I did and I didn't wear any panties. He took me to his house and ask me if I was sure I wanted to do it. I said yes. But he was hesitant I started to beg him and I told him I wanted it really badly. Are you sure he kept saying but I could see his penis already erected.

I got on my knees unbuckled his pants and tried my best to give him a good blowjob. He stopped me and said too much teeth. Let me show u he said. He held on to my face and rammed his dick hard I felt him way down in my throat his dick was big. He continued ramming my mouth and he moaned loudly saying fuck, fuck. I couldn't take it anymore and I ended up throwing up. He didn't mind. He carried me to his bed and licked my pussy a little then he tried to enter. It wasn't going in he got some lube and when he slid in I closed my eyes. He was moaning again and i started to feel good. Your pussy is so fucking tight he said over and over. I started to moan. Do you want it hard he said? Yes I whispered. He started fucking me really really hard I thought I was going to die but still it felt good he did it harder choking me as he did. People always say you don't enjoy your first time but that was one of the best hard fuck I ever got. When he was finish he cum all over my boobs and face. I continued meeting up with him he thought me how to ride and how to suck. He broke up with me when he found out I had start fucking my neighbor who was 46.

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# 50752 - by Beca / April 10, 2021
- True Sex Confessions -
Straight Female / 19

Summer Filled With Cocks

I had lost my virginity in early spring and as I told you guys before it was to the Math teacher from my old school. I spent the next few months fucking my neighbor only. Then June came and I was ready for summer. I had moved up to a C cup and by then I felt like an expert at fucking. I knew I was ready for more. I knew my parents would be moving in a few weeks and I was a bit happy. I had grown bored of my neighbor. His dick was kinda small and he didn't fuck me as hard as I wanted to be fucked. He also bought me g*fts and would give me money. But I didn't care I wanted a big dick to fuck me hard.
I tried reaching out to the math teacher but he had blocked me it seemed. I even waited outside his house one evening but it was no use he wouldn't see me. The first positive sign of summer came in the form of an older girl she was about 22 at the time and I was so fascinated by her. She had asked me to make her up with a dollar at the mini mart one evening. I acted like I didn't know her but she lived on my street. She didn't pretend to not know me and she even offered me a ride and I gladly accepted. She told me college was a waste of time and that she had dropped out a couple years before. She asked me how old I was I said 18. She laughed and said liar, I then told her I was 15. She told me she liked my style and asked if I was allowed to go to parties. I told her my parents worked late and when they came home they often went straight to bed. She told she was going out with a couple friends later that evening and if I wanted to I could come.
I agreed and snuck out about 1am while my parents were asleep. I met her in front of her house and she drove for about 30 minutes until we got to another house. There were only 7 persons there 2 girls and 5 guys they were all about my friend's age. The guys all seemed to turn their attention on me when I walked in. My friend introduced me. When she did one of the guys pulled her aside and said something. She came over to me and brought me to a bathroom.
Have you done this before she asked. Done what I asked. Have you fucked anyone before?. I didn't know what to say I was shocked but still I wanted to fuck it didn't really matter which of the guys. I said yes. She smiled look I know I didn't tell you before but everyone at this party kinda hooks up. We needed an additional girl because most of the guys don't like the group thing. I am sorry I did not tell you but if you want to leave I will take you home. No I want to stay I said. She laughed and said my kinda girl. She told me to put my panties in my purse and we got of the bathroom. She brought me to the guy that had pulled her aside and said she is all yours. He was kinda cute about 6ft 1. He held on to my hand. And brought me to a bed room.
He turned on the lights and stared at me for a while. His eyes were the most beautiful shade of green. He smiled and said you know you are pretty right. I smiled get on your knees he said. I did as I was instructed he pulled down his pants and I was shocked it was the first time I was seeing a dick that big. He said suck it. I did he was enjoying it and he started to face fuck me. It was so good I prayed he wouldn't stop. Get on the bed he said after few minutes of fucking my face. He opened my legs wide and fucked me hard, the type of fuck I wanted. He showed me no mercy and went deeper and inside my pussy. Until he pulled out his cock and came hard on my face. I got up to leave and he told me to stay. He asked if I didn't want to go again. I did and within a few minutes he was fucking me while I was on all fours when someone knocked. Come on let me have a go, I heard one of the guys say from outside. To which he responded ,while still deep in my pussy, I am not sharing my house my rules. We went four rounds that evening. Until my friend came in and told me it was time to go. While she drove me home she asked if I enjoyed myself I told I did. To which she asked what was it like fucking my boyfriend. What, was all I could say. She laughed and said, it's cool he likes you. You should come to more of our parties. She said with a smile.
I moved 2 weeks after but I lived only 45 minutes away. I kept in touch with my friend her boyfriend was obsessed with me and he didn't allow anyone else to fuck me whenever I went to their parties. But my friend took me to other places even to the club where I got fucked by a stranger. I told that story on here anonymously. I found other cocks on my own by the end of summer I had fucked 9 guys.

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# 50799 - by Beca / April 12, 2021
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