Yoplait

Yoplait Avatar
Gender: Straight Male
Age: 47
Relationship Status : Not specified
Profile Visits : 427
Number of Comments : 21
Number of Confessions : 0

Yoplait's Favorite Confessions:

Sheer Desperation

This took place two years before my wife died with MS.
She ended up bed ridden and being a twin her sister would frequently stay over to allow me some respite time.

I hadn't had sex with a woman in many years as you may guess with my wife unable to move properly and it just didn't feel right even to think about just fucking her. Tantamount to assualt really.

One evening I had a few drinks in the lounge, watched some porn on TV and as bathroom was upstairs I had to go piss eventually. I bumped into my sister in law as she had been downstairs getting a coffee and snack for my wife.

Anne being a bit of a drinker was obviously slightly drunk and giggled as I tickled her on way upstairs. I groped her pussy through her denims and she gasped saying what are you doing stop that right now. I didn't stop I pinched her tit through her blouse and found no bra as her nips got hard.

I waited till she left the coffees and asked her to meet me downstairs for a drink. She said no thank you. I left had a piss and was getting very hard thinking of Anne's petite 40yr old body. Ide always fancied fucking her but her hubby was a bit of a thug so I neve made any moves until now.

I was desperate really horned up and so frustrated. I went back to the porn and as I was sitting wanking my hard on the door opened and in strode Anne. Ohh she shrieked as I hurriedly popped my aching cock in my shorts.
I stammered an apology as she giggled again and said nice movie, nice girls. She helped herself to a drink then sat beside me on the couch.

I couldn't resist a little touch of her thigh resting my hand on her. No reaction, so I leaned over and just kissed her on the lips she suddenly pulled me in closer and we snogged like this for a spell. I eventually got my hand up her blouse and was groping her tits when suddenly she pushes me away.

I thought I had gone too far but she unsnapped her jeans, pulled them to her knees yanked down her knickers likewise then bent over the settee. Anne's pale white round arse cheeks bounced as she twerked them saying. Well this is what you want isn't it?
I swiftly knelt behind her and spread her arse cheeks open exposing her dark haired plump c**t lips.

Anne like her sister had a cute innie type pussy and tight little arsehole. Her c**t was soaking as I stuck my tongue up tween her arse, lapping at her c**t as I tickled her clit. She let me finger around her anus but said don't put your fingers up my bum. She took ages to reach a climax and my tongue was aching. I stood up my 5" not the longest cock ever but very thick.

I was now extremely hard,horny,and in my lust I just lined her pussy up and rammed my dick into my wife's twin right up to the hilt. Anne moaned and pulled her body up to lean her arms on the side of the settee. This gave me access to he hanging tits which were lot bigger than my wife's.

As I was pumping my throbbing cock into her squelching fuckhole she pulled her blouse off and started rubbing her tits and clit. I had forced my thumb into her tight little bumhole and with no complaints I took this as a signal to leave it there.

After a few minutes I knew I was going to come and not knowing if i would visit this particular territory again. I quickly pulled out Anne's c**t as she moaned loudly still flicking her nips and clit. I held her by her neck and as she felt the head of my wet dick touch her spread puckering bumhole she tried to get up, I held her firm and said sorry Anne I'm desperate. I need your arse.

I trust into her pushing hard and as her own juices and mine aided my entry I went in further and further . Anne screeched and swore, pleading for me to stop. I did. Not before fucking her hard and long then filling her bum with my spunk. I lay on her fir a second or two I couldn't move. My weight stopping her. I felt her arse muscles expanding and contracting around my softening cock.

She shook trembling, legs shaking and muttering things I couldn't understand. I stood up my duck plopping out her arsehole, my cum following and trailing down her gaping pussy. Anne screamed then squirted over me, the settee, the floor. I thought she had peed herself.

I'd never seen a woman squirt for real and my dick sprung back to life. Anne lay slumped naked from head to her knees her legs buckled and her arse and legs soaking with musky smelling juices and my creamy goo sliding out her bum.
Without any thought for her feelings or further consent . I pulled her to the floor. Stripped off her remaining clothes and fucked her sloppy vagina till I came up her once again. I was well and truly fucked and we both lay for ages make and tired but truly getting the guilts as we came back to reality.

We fucked on and off for next ten years. I am now unable to fuck due to ill health. I do miss getting my cock up her bum. Yes Anne got to be an anal lover and that girls arse was something else. Anne and I still go out together and have some good times but she gets cocked elsewhere now.

Should I Risk It?

I recently started having sex for money. My boyfriend and I were having money problems and this seems to have fixed it. I danced at a strip club but I got fired for going to far with a client so I decided to make more money on my own. My boyfriend know I do this. He drives me to see my clients and waits for me in the car. He says he hates that I do this but he loves it when I tell him about it while we have sex. What he doesn't know is that I have started letting certain clients not use condoms for an additional charge.

One client in particular meets with me at least twice a week. He pays more to go bare and pays more to cum inside. He says he'll pay more if I get off birth control and let him cum inside me. I am honestly considering it. I love my boyfriend but this guy has money. And what are the chances that I actually get pregnant? I don't know and I think I don't care. I think that if I confess this to my boyfriend while I'm stroking him, I might be able to get him to go with it.

My Husband Is Too Old So I Now Have A 'Sister' Who Lives With Us

If you were to meet me you would probably not guess what I do for a living. I'm a multinational tax advisor, for very difficult situations. I trained in law and tax and worked for the Fortune 500 and developed a skill that may be unique enough, it's fact based, intuition, cultural, diplomatic, all rolled into one. I don't have much competition. I get hired when others fail. I'm female, white, petite and an Orthodox Jewess.

I have five children, keep kosher, and live the life according to the commandments and the scriptures. I am also a tigress in bed and my husband can't keep up anymore. He's much older, we got married in an arranged sort of way when I was an undergrad and he was 45. Nothing in the scriptures says that a woman doesn't need sex. At least I can't find where it says that. I NEED sex, often.

For a couple of years I resorted to self gratification. But it got boring. No one else to share it with. I tried the old standard stuff, but that's not working. I met and had a long conversation with a woman, anything but an Orthodox Jewess, she's what my parents would have called a hippie. A hippie Jewess, but a hippie. She came to do some work for me, clean the house, but we had a falling out because she couldn't respect my way of life. She was all over me about having five children, about keeping kosher. Ignorance really. But there was this other thing, I needed to bring order to her, whether she understood it or not.

And that started with a bath and a shampoo. I have two dogs so I know how to bathe them even when they are not up to it. She was against it, but although my frame would make you think otherwise I am strong and know how to use her weight and body against her (all of us go through military training). She got the first good bath and hair shampoo. I dressed her afterwards in a thin shoulder to floor translucent smock I used to enchant my husband, Her breasts and her bush were hidden by the thinnest fabric. She also had to sit down to eat and get a lesson or two on keeping kosher and how in my house she was going to keep kosher.

I told her so there would be no misunderstanding, in my house she was a woman who had to follow the scriptures, and the commandments. And among those was obedience to her husband (well my husband, but it extends to her if she is my house). When I was young, barely 19, I learned some tricks to keep from getting pregnant. These involved lovemaking with another woman partner and those vary techniques I used on her. I hadn't for years, because I got married, but like swimming I went to it like a fish in water. And she became receptive, and returned the favor. Commenting to me that she didn't think I did that.

Why not? I asked her, Can't Jewesses be lesbians? She's a lesbian and a Jewess, why can't I be a lesbian and a Jewess? Nowhere in the book does it say that you can't love your 'sister', prohibitions about adultery with a man yes, but not love of your 'sister'. At least I can't find it. And she was my 'sister', bathed in my bath, dressed in my night gown, her body and hair prepared for marriage. And loved by me as my 'sister'.

My husband with all his knowledge sometimes is blind in his own house. I told him she was a Jewess needing love and support and I had invited her to live with us. It took many baths for her to learn our ways, to cleanse herself for love by her mistress. She learned to help in the kitchen, to follow kosher. She learned that when dealing with the children she was their teacher. She learned that modesty is her calling. She learned that as I have a master in my husband, she had a mistress in me. Her name is Rebekah, and she has learned to love me, as I have learned to love her, as two 'sisters' in the house of Ezra.

My Roommate

I recently moved to a new city for a new job. I found a great apartment with a nice view and it was just within my budget. My only concern was that my new roommate is a guy. I've only been with two guys my whole life. Both of whom I was in serious relationships with so needless to say I'm not the type of girl who is open about sexuality.

Now, my roommate is really good looking, charming and surprisingly funny. In the three months I've lived with him, he's brought home at least ten different women. And given that i share a wall with this man, i know for a fact that he is really good in bed too.

In the past couple of weeks, him and i have become really close. Not romantically in any capacity but we can just sit in the living room and talk for hours or go out and eat, catch a movie or go to a game without it feeling weird or awkward.

The problem is that I've been fantasizing about having sex with him. Every time he brings a girl home and i hear them having sex, i imagine what it must feel like to be with him. I know that if something were to happen between us, I'd definitely catch feelings for him and that might ruin our friendship.

We Had This One Youth Pastor

It is rather hypocritical. So much time is spent on what you should do or how you should behave, but the people preaching are the worst about living that way. Case in point.

I have a fire and brimstone story. He was the youth pastor at the time. Most of the kids were in their mid teens, or early teens really. Seventh through about the tenth grade. Younger and they were in 'children's' classes, and older they didn't put up with some of the stuff we were doing, basically by the time you could drive you did something else. Like date.

He held us in his hand, so to speak. He was very charismatic and we listened intently. We gave up our free time to work on his projects for the community. We went to sing or read to the old folks in the retirement home. We gave our time to work with the needy and sort and put together donated clothes by ages and sex. He would come by and touch our shoulders and hair, and look down our blouses or stare at our crotch while we were sitting down. Creepy. But when you are fourteen you like a man's attention.

We had this one girl, Marie. She was well developed, She was fourteen but her tits were grown woman tits. She liked wearing loose tops that didn't constrain her tits. When she laughed her tits bounced up and down. When she ran her tits bounced up and down. When she bent over and didn't catch her top you could see her tits. We were jealous, but our youth pastor couldn't keep his hands off of her. She lost her virginity that summer, to him. It was pathetic, she was so in love with him and he was suck a creep. If truth be told, several of us lost our virginity with him. We just didn't tell and didn't walk around crazy in love like Marie.

One day he left, another assignment, some mother had complained. He was replaced with a woman youth pastor. The number of girls that stayed in dropped by half. She was really fire and brimstone. It wasn't the same, At that age you wanted a man, not some forty year old lady hung up on religion, preaching to us about how we dressed or wore our hair.

Paying The Bills

My husband doesn't know it, but I'm being fucked by his boss every Tuesday and Friday mornings.
He was about to make redundancies where my husband has worked for only three years, and I knew we couldn't afford for him to lose his job.

I know my husband's bosses mother through my workplace, so I went to see him. Within half an hour I was in the back of his car sucking on the biggest cock I've ever seen or had sex with.
It's over nine inches and so thick. He came in my mouth then told me my husband will be removed from the list of redundancies, then added "I'll visit your home next Tuesday".

My husband has deliveries to make every Tuesdays and Fridays which takes him the best part of his working day.
At first I wasn't at all interested in sex with R, but now I crave my husband's bosses huge cock and how he fucks my mouth, pussy and asshole.

He treats me like a common slut, fucking me some days until my pussy and asshole are utterly demolished. Even so I love how he makes me orgasm and how he treats me in and out of the bedroom.

And to top it all, he's just recently given my husband a promotion of a kind. It's more money and my husband has to work further afield, which will enable his boss to visit our home three days a week.

It definitely wasn't what I set out to do, but now I simply cannot get enough of R's massive cock and how he loves to dominate me with it.

I Went For Some R&R And Got A Lot More Than I Expected

I decided that I needed some time to myself and booked a long weekend at a resort on the beach. I drove down, about 2 hours and checked in, went for a walk along the boardwalk and came back to the hotel for a drink at the bar. I met a woman there, in her fifties and we talked and she accepted my invitation to dinner.

Being a widower after 45 years I was unschooled in dating. But I was a professional salesman and it was easy to talk to strangers. When she suggested we get to know each other better I truthfully didn't know how to react. We finished dinner and sat outside overlooking the ocean and ordered a couple of drinks. She had filled me in already on her situation, or status, single by divorce with three grown children. She asked me when was the last time I had sex, offering quickly that it had been over ten years for her.

Frankly it had been ten years for me. Once my wife went trough the change all sex died a quick and miserable death. I had opportunities but I stayed away from women while we were still married. She told me that a friend of hers, who had g*fted the long weekend to her, had given her a package deal, including some ED enhancement medication and some condoms and some lubricants and told her to go get laid. She was honest and she said that some young stud was out of the question, but an old goat might do the trick.

We went up to her room, she said she would never consider getting lucky in a man's room she didn't know. She laid out her package, the enhancement medication, the condoms, and the lubricant. She invited me to undress and suggested we put something naughty on the TV. A show about a realtor getting a bonus to her commission by providing the gentleman and lady with a nighttime show and activity, Very raunchy, and full frontal nudity all the way around.

She was a nice looking woman back in the day, still kept very full breasts and she had shaved down her pubic zone, the first time in a long, long time that I saw a naked pussy like that. She provided me with the magic potion, offered me a condom which I refused, and she set about using the lubricant to zero in on an erection. To my surprise, and probably hers she managed to get me hard enough for penetration. A deposit deep within her warm pussy was a long time coming, literally, it was so hard to come but I managed. My penis stung and my balls hurt, but I managed.

The next couple of days we went to a museum, and found an off property restaurant to go for dinner. We repeated the late night activities and this time sex was a whole lot easier, I had a wonderful full ejaculation, very rewarding. She claimed that for her having the man give her his load was a treat in itself. She pulled out a couple of sex toys, a weird looking thing she said stimulated her vagina and clitoris and her anus, all at once and told me how to use it. The other a bit more ordinary, a transparent missile made of a glass which she claimed was her best friend ever. That and the lubricants and soon she was recovering from an orgasm.

For a couple of old folks, sex at the resort was probably outside the norm. But for me it was reminder of things to come, excuse the pun, and for her an opportunity to rekindle her desires. It wasn't a stretch when she told me that as a young woman she played the field. It got her divorced and after her hysterectomy she lost interest in playing cat and mouse, where most always she was the cat and he was the mouse. Case in point, that weekend.

Well that's my simple and not to exciting confession. I got laid, had my pipes cleaned and I met a fun lady.

Husband Wanted Me To Be A Hot Wife

For years my husband has wanted me to be a hot wife meaning he has wanted to watch me have sex with other men in front of him. I admit the idea always turned me on but I was hesitant to actually make his fantasy a reality because I was worried about what it would do to our relationship.

We have been together 18 years and our sex life has dropped off a bit of course but we still fuck once a week. Anyway he had been really insistent as of late about watching me so I told him maybe when we go on our New Orleans trip I would indulge him. He was there for a conference and I usually go with him to get away too. So our second night there he asked if I wanted to go down to the hotel bar. He wanted me to sit by myself wearing one of my skimpy dresses to see if a man would try to pick me up.

It didn't take more than 10 mins before an older black man started to chat me up. After 30 mins he asked if I wanted to go upstairs. I was ready for it and I texted my husband who was hanging out in the lobby. He said yes and I told the guy my husband wanted to watch. The guy apparently had done this before and he said he loves to show off.

So all good. We go up to the room and the experience is better than I could have ever imagine for myself. The man absolutely ravaged me for half the night. He was the first dick I had since college, the first black dick and the biggest dick I have ever had. So a lot of accomplishments haha. My husband was hard and masturbated while I got fucked however, after it was over he said it was far different than he imagined in his head and that he needed time to think if he wanted to do it again.

I didn't hold back my pleasure and I think he was jealous of how much I enjoyed myself. I did feel bad about that but this was all his idea anyway.

Regardless, the next day I went out to see the city and came back around 2 pm and ran into the same guy in the lobby. My husband was in the conference until 5:30 so I sat down and had a drink with him. He asked if I wanted to go back up to our room and I hesitated. I had a suspicion if I asked my husband again he would say no, but he opened up the can of worms in the first place. I rationalized that I already had sex with this guy the other night so it was fine. We went up to his room and he immediately stripped off my clothes and ate me out to an amazing orgasm with his thick tongue.

These rooms had really large windows that showed great views of the city. He was on a much lower floor and you could see all the people on the street below. He led me over to the window and pressed me up against it. My tits and face were up against the glass with my ass sticking out for him to take. He penetrated my pussy and started fucking me so so good while I looked down at the people below. He came in my pussy while fucking me from behind. We then moved to the bed. I sucked him hard again and then rode his cock nice and slow until he came again.

My husband had no clue of course. We went to dinner and then I gave him head before bed. We still had two more days and I met up with the guy both days. The next day we fucked in his room in the afternoon including the shower and the final day we toured the city together and had some risky sex. We did a tour of one of those above ground graveyards. At the end of the tour we snuck away and he said staring at my ass all day was making him so hard. I laughed and wiggled my ass at him. He bent me over and took me from behind. It was sweaty and quick but some of the best sex of my life. I told him I was going to miss that big dick.

Now that I am back home I do, however, my husband isn't as enthusiastic about his fantasy as he had been now that we did it. Of course I want much more now.

The Missionaries

A few years ago a family of 5 had moved into the last house on my street. Me and my fiancé had introduced ourselves and found out that they were religious missionaries. The mother was an early 40s southern belle named Abby and she introduced us to her teen daughter Jenna, and young twin brothers David and John, and husband Michael. The boys were still young kids and usually were outside playing games or in their rooms. The daughter was in a rebellious phase but looked identical to her mom. Abby was slender beautiful and always smelled like flowers, and wore these long skirts that fell around her hips. Jenna was forced to do the same but I would often see her wear denim skirts that didn’t do a good job of hiding her teen body. Jenna also seemed to struggle with wearing tops that would cover her bust. I usually never saw Jenna because she was apparently dating some church kid and going out with him.

Michael had a few projects to do around the house and when he wasn’t in church clothes he had me over helping me. He was kinda obnoxious as he never offered to pay me or ask if I needed anything. Abby noticed this one day and started offering me water and food. Somehow I got to know Abby better and realized she was super sweet but a religious nut. She would speak to me about my tattoos, about my relationship before marriage, circumcising (not sure how) and bring up stuff that she would deem as sins. I stopped going for a while and never told my fiancé why.

A few weeks later I got a call from Abby while my fiancé was working late shifts explaining that Michael was busy with church and going on missionary trips and needed assistance with some work around the house. I was bothered a bit but offered to check it out. Her boys were also a with their dad so it was just her and Jenna. I told Abby what I could do and while we were talking I noticed she wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear underneath a much shorter skirt. She was being super friendly and running her hands across my chest. I caved and ended up having sex with her in the kitchen and could hear her daughter moaning in another room. Turns out the guys she was dating was also taking advantage of the free real estate.

My Boyfriend Likes It

My Boyfriend and I have been together since high school. He didn't go to college but he moved with me when I left for university. We got a place together but we had trouble making money to pay bills and rent. He got a minimum wage job and i got financial aid but eventually we ran out of money. He didn't like it but i started working at a strip club at night. We fought all the time over it. I started letting clients touch me if they tip more and then I got fired when I got caught giving a regular client head in the VIP room. I told my bf why they fired me and he broke up with me. But i convinced him that i did it for money so we can pay our bills. He now drives to clients houses and waits in the car while I go have sex with men for money. I can tell it kills him but he doesn't say anything. I'm seeing about three clients a day night and we make good money. One regular client asked to fuck me with no condom if he paid more and i said yes but my boyfriend doesn't know. We agreed that we do this only if I use protection. I'm on bc so I think it's okay. I like it better without a condom anyway. And if they pay more for it, why not?