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- Anything Goes -
Straight Female / 34

Swapping Turning Into Something Like Poly

My husband and I are mid thirties, white, met in high school and we went to the same local college together. We both grew up in sheltered religious families, but when we developed trust between each other, we started sharing fantasies. We discovered we had secret cross racial attraction or what ever you want to call it. He was attracted to black women and I was attracted to black men. Maybe it was because we grew up in a tiny, all white town and it was like forbidden fruit, I don't know.

It was just fantasy for years, then when we moved to a larger city we took the plunge and made it a reality. We found a black couple on the net who also didn't have experience to speak of, but we agreed to meet. I'll call them Sean and Jasmine to make things easier to put down. Turned out we didn't live far from each other at all, and we ended up being friends. We clicked really well on a personal level as well as a physical level. We do a lot of non-sexual get togethers and cookouts together. We've been seeing each other for a year and a half. They have two kids and we have two, and they've all become friends.

Of course, the kids know nothing about the sexual aspect. We're all straight, but when we meet for sex, we meet in one big room with seperate king size beds. It's fun, because we can keep the lights low and have music on real low. I'm in bed with Sean and hubby's in bed with Jasmine. We make love for awhile, talk to each other and to our partners across to the bed, discuss all kinds of things. Sometimes we smoke weed, sometimes we'll have wine or snacks. We're all easy going and we get along great. I love my husband above all, but I admit I've developed some feelings for Sean, as he has for Jasmine. We've all talked about this quite a bit.

We were able to take our family vacations together this summer and it was wonderful. We've been spending a lot of time at one another's houses, and we've even toyed with the idea of moving in together. It would be very feasible financially for all of us. We'd have to explain things to the kids, in an appropriate way of course. But my parents, and my husband's parents too, well, swinging or poly would make them faint, and swinging with a black couple would give them a stroke. It's probably not going to happen for all kinds of reasons, but we're all enjoying this now,

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# 67681 - by Leanne / September 17, 2023
- True Sex Confessions -
Straight Female / 33

Angry Gang Bang

If you follow American Football, you know what happened last night. Hall of Fame QB got hurt in the first four minutes of the game. My husband and I had friends over watching the game and it went south from that moment on.

My husband can be an asshole. He can also be sexually dominant. When we learned that our QB was out for the rest of the game, he decided to take it out on my pussy. Well, he and our friends decided to take the anger out on me and my holes to be exact. It was just like a porn movie: they told me to suck them and then they all gang fucked me in all of my holes until they ‘were happy again’. Maybe winning the game made them happy and saved me some wear on my holes, I do not know.

This is not really my confession though. My confession is that I fucking loved being treated like a slut, like I was there for their entertainment and their pleasure. They beat me down sexually for about two hours and left my holes raw. I was covered in cum and in heaven. I had lived out my deepest and darkest sexual secret desire and I fucking loved it!

Now what?

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# 67599 - by Jenny / September 12, 2023
- My Family -
Straight Male / 37

Guilty Conscience

I did something potentially immoral. Struggling with the guilt, but at the same time I'm extremely turned on by it and I want to do it again.

*Let me preface by saying this was between two consenting adults*

I might have crossed a line with my daughter.

She is 19 (yes I had her at a young age.) She moved in with me after hs because I live near the college she's attending, she lives at home to save money. We have always had a good, close relationship, her mom and I split a long time ago, but I have remained a very active involved parent. She has slept in just a bra and panties for years and is comfortable around me wearing just that. While I had observed the fact that she is objectively quite attractive, I had never had any sexual fantasies or desires involving her. I have had a handful of short term relationships after her mom and I split, but nothing serious and nothing during the past year ish that she has lived here.

I respect her independence as an adult, and I told her she can bring a boyfriend here and while I didn't outright say it, I implied that I was ok with her having sex. So last year she found a new bf pretty quickly. He would come to the house from time to time on a Friday or Saturday. At first he would leave around 9 or 10, but gradually he started staying later and eventually staying the night completely. One night, it was probably around 11, I was in the living room watching tv, and they were in her room with the door shut. I had to go to the bathroom which is right next to her room, and as I approached I heard soft moaning. As I said, I knew she was active, and I had I never had any impure thoughts of her, but this sound really caught my attention! I crept to her door and turned my ear toward it. I stayed and listened for at least a solid minute and I had a raging hardon. For the first time I was vividly imagining her making love. Eventually I made myself back away and go to the bathroom and return to the tv. But later that night I jerked for the first time in quite a while. I used porn, but thoughts of her snuck into my mind unexpectedly.

Afterwards I felt a lot of guilt. I felt like a perv. I was pretty successful at not thinking about her like that anymore but I noticed I was hornier overall for a while. I hadn't jerked very often but I now I was doing it more. Even though I was wrestling with guilt over it, I found myself taking more "bathroom trips" while she had her boyfriend over, secretly hoping to overhear something again. I did hear them a couple more times during that year, but usually I didn't. The last time, I actually played with myself lightly while listening for a few minutes.

Anyway they broke up in like February or March so she has been single since then. Well we've always had shows we watch together over the years, and some of them have had mild sex scenes, like the Marvel netflix shows. Recently we were looking for a new show and she said game of thrones. I saw it as it released but she's never seen it but wanted to. I remembered some sexual elements but not the degree.

Anyway we're watching one evening, in our pjs and it's steamy, I get a hard on. My dick is about 7 inch so would be noticeable, but we're on opposite sides of the couch and I have a pillow on my lap so I'm not too worried. But I needed to readjust so I bring my knees up and pull my the waistband on my shorts so my dick can move and be more comfortable instead of straining against my shorts. Well when I do this she laughs a little bit. I look over and say "what," but she just gives like a half grin. She definitely knew what I was doing, but she didn't say anything else.

But just the fact that she acknowledged it got my mind racing. I felt like it was mildly flirtatious, otherwise she just would have ignored it. After the episode we went to bed like normal. I jerked and when I was done I went to the bathroom. I could hear her moaning! She was playing with herself and moaning audibly. Not super loud, but she definitely wasn't trying to be quiet. I normally try to walk silently in these situations but something posessed me to be loud enough to hear. I used the bathroom quickly and when I was done i opened the door loudly. I could still hear her moan even though she had to know I was out there. I went to bed but I couldn't stop thinking about her I had to jerk again before I could sleep.

A few days later we were watching again. Like i said she wears bra and panties for pjs. Not sexy panties just regular underwear. But she always has a blanket on her lap when we watch tv. This time she didn't. She had her legs out sideways a little bit towards me on the couch. The first episode didn't have any sex but the second one did. I got hard again. I readjusted like last time, and she looked over right at me. Right at my crotch region. Eventually she met my eyes, and she straightened one leg with the other still bent so her crotch was open. My heart was about to pound out of my chest

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# 67603 - by Wildmike / September 13, 2023
- My Cheating Heart -
Straight Female / 33

Cheating Or Doing What He Wanted

If you would have mentioned, asked, or said something about me cheating on my husband, before our recent holiday, I would have laughed. After all we loved each other.
Now a fortnight since our return I cannot stop thinking of Yannis and his beautiful body, his amazing tactile mouth and his gorgeous long hard penis.
And I know some might doubt me, but it initially wasn't my idea.
We'd been out all night and Yannis was about to close our hotels bar, but my husband persuaded him to serve us one last drink. As we drank we both noticed Yannis checking me out, and then my husband came out with this "If you get me one more double (Jack Daniels) my wife will give you a blow job".

I don't know what hurt me more, that my husband would think such a thing, or that he thought I'm just a bloody drink to him.
Either way I was hurt, yet decided to go through with it to call my husband's bluff.
Long story short.
As my husband sat in the bar alone, I took Yannis up to our room and spent an utterly amazing hour or so having my mouth, pussy and arsehole treated to the best sex of my life. By the time I'd had my last orgasm,Yannis had kissed, tongued and devoured both my pussy and arsehole. I genuinely don't think I've had a man worship my body with his mouth more. And as for him fucking me, it was so truly astounding I can clearly remember even now, how full and totally enraptured by his beautiful cock I was.

My husband had never meant for me to go as far as Yannis and I did, yet when I got back to the bar to find my husband asleep in a corner, all I could think about was how and when could Yannis and I have sex again.
Yannis and I went on to have sex several times more, and each time my husband was utterly drunk. Indeed I doubt even now if he could say wether or not I had sex right there in front of him the last time Yannis entered my body.
It was the night before we flew home and Yannis came to our room with a bottle of Jack Daniels. My husband consumed the alcohol, as Yannis once again consumed my pussy and arsehole only a few feet from where my husband sat on the balcony pissed up.
Even when I was moaning loudly, not caring if my husband walked in, did my spouse care to check why. If he had done so, he would have seen his wife being fucked from behind anally, and having multiple orgasms.

It's unlikely we'll go back to the same island, as we always travel to different destinations. Yet I know from now on I'm not going to stay faithful. In fact I've already cheated on my husband back home.
It wasn't the best sex, yet the delivery driver didn't mind fucking a lonely sexually frustrated horny housewife, as I called myself.

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# 67609 - by Katie / September 13, 2023
- Dating Disasters -
Straight Female / 25

He Tore Me Up

I am in the adult sex industry. A couple of weeks ago I found myself on the bottom end of an extremely big cock. When we met, he kept telling me that he was huge. I wasn’t afraid. I have had every size cock in every one of my holes.

We get to the room and he is a big guy. Again, nothing I cannot handle. As I kneel down and pull his cock out of his shorts the thought crossed my mind: holy shit, this guy is huge. Huge was not even remotely the right word. He was 13” of thick, long cock. The head was almost bigger than my fist. I started stroking it with one hand and then two. He asked me if I was okay…I guess I was?

I tried to suck it but the head barely fit in my mouth. I knew it would not fit in my ass, so I spit all over it, lubed up my pussy and told him to fuck me. When the head slapped my clit, I nearly panicked. Slowly, inch by inch, he buried his huge cock inside of me. He grabbed my hair, keeping perfect control over me and found his way in….so fucking deep is all I could think and say. I wanted to see if I could handle more, but he was already taking more of me.

I lasted 10 minutes and he left me gaped and stretched. He eventually had me suck his head and worship his cock until he jerked off on my face and in my mouth.

As he went semi soft, I could only imagine doing that again?

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# 67611 - by Safire / September 13, 2023
- Fetishes and Kinky Sex -
Straight Male / 26

From Office To Her Home

I started to work at a marketing firm about 8 months ago and thing moved fast. Lots of projects and it’s super faces paced but caught on and have been doing well for myself. I’m 26 fit single never had problems getting girls but with my career taking off personal time has been sacrificed.

I was asked to assist this women Chris who has been there for a while and from what I was told was having trouble meeting certain deadlines. First day I was brought in she was a little hostile but that was understood. I knew this project was going to take awhile so I moved offices to be closer to her and the project.

Like i said earlier she was a bit hostile at first but after a few days of working together she realized I was not there to take her job I was there to help her and complete the project.

I never really noticed her until she calmed down and noticed she had a tight little body. She dressed very professional usually in a dress or dress slacks. She wore a dress one day and noticed that the material around her ass always stuck out. I figured that it was just a puffy skirt or something like that. The next day she wore a full piece red jumpsuit. Very professional not slutty at all. She always dressed the same didn’t think anything of it. I was in my office and she came in and we had a conference call. We started the call I was at my desk and she was standing walking back and forth in front of me when I noticed how fit the June suite was. Her ass was amazing and when she walked and stood still. She was sporting a nice camel toe. I totally wasn’t paying attention to the call and was just watching Chris walk around with her ass and camel toe.

That night we worked late but not super late. We were walking out a little after 5 and as I did I fist bumped her and said way to kill it today. Let’s go grab a drink it’s on me. She agreed and we walked over to a bar restaurant that’s just around the corner from our office.

We talked and I told her my life story she told me hers. She had a wedding ring on and told me her husband was a banking executive but worked in another state. He said that the bank he worked for transferred him a couple of years ago and he came him once a month and in the summer would come home for a few weeks at a time. The drinks had loosened the situation and I just blurted damn call me if you need anything additional help. She smiled and said what do you mean. I told her my personal life had suffered like hers and if she needed anything at home to make sure to ask me first. I said it with a huge grin which she replied can you help me change a lightbulb tonight. She said it with a slight smirk.

Chris is probably in her lat 30s early 40s. Has short blond hair about 5 foot 4 green eyes and an ass that I wanted to lick. Tits could be bigger but they are ok.

I left my car in the parking garage we got to her car and we started there she had me drive her car home a got road head on the way to her place. She slipped off the jumper and I was fingering her pussy and asshole as I drove with my free hand. We got to her house I pulled my pants up she had me grab her jumper which was on the floor and she walked from the driveway to her house in her bra thong and heels. I had my phone out and snapped a video and pictures with out telling her.

Just as I said as soon as we walked into the house I had her bent over this couch with her ass in the air and gave her ass and pussy a tongue lashing I spent the night using every single one of her holes.

The next day at work was like nothing had ever happened. I came in late because I had to run home and change. She called me about 5 minutes after I headed home from the parking garage and told me to bring a weeks worth of clothes home. That night I followed her home and again did all kinds of kinky shit she is in to.

We totally think her husband has found another girl down where he is at. He was supposed to come home for the week and decided to go deep see fishing instead.

It’s nice during the day we are totally professional work well together even have separate lunches. We rode home together and the minute we are in the car we are all over each others. By the time we get home my fingers have been banging her rear door and pussy as she blows me. She took me tot he top of the parking garage and rode me looking over the city. I’m not sure what will happen but for now I’m going to ride her fast and rough. I would not mind keeping her full time. I know it sounds like a pet. She has made the same comment as well. That she would like to take this further. I will confess to some more fun times we have had at some point.

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# 67612 - by Jesse / September 13, 2023
- My Family -
Straight Female / 26

My Brother

Before anyone gets triggered, this confession relates to my real life brother. If this bothers you, please stop reading.

I am now 26 and my brother is 25. We come from a big city, suburban, white family.

Back in high school, I accidentally walked in on my brother jerking off. He was on his bed watching porn on his phone and beating his cock up and down. He stopped abruptly and tried to cover up but the damage was done. The sight of him beating on his cock like that is still burned into my memory. I was 17 and he was 16.

As that year went on, I put myself in a position where I may catch him doing it again. I caught him a few other times over those few years and every time I went and masturbated on my own.

During Covid, he jerked off constantly. Remember not having tissues…this is where a simple and cheeky comment sent our relationship in a different direction. He and I are sitting in the living room, he says the next time someone goes shopping, we need tissues (if we can find them). As quick as I thought it, this came out of my mouth: you need to find another way to clean up after you jerk off. WaIt a minute, just I just say that out loud? I felt bad, so I stuttered an apology. His response was quicker and better: instead of watching me and then making yourself cum, why don’t you just make me cum and I make you cum? No mess and we both have fun…

A couple of nights later, in the privacy of our basement recreation room, we both made each other cum through oral and hand play. It was weird, hot, convenient, really not socially acceptable and fulfilling. However, tasting my brothers cum, after watching him or hearing him cum so many times, was amazing for me. He tasted salty. His cum was slick to the feel and thick versus watery. We spent that entire night in the basement and we both came multiple times.

Over the next two years, my brother was my exclusive male sex partner. His cock was in all of my holes and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I want to say I was his exclusive female partner, but I cannot completely confirm that. Since those early years, we still fuck, albeit on a need some cock or pussy right now basis.

We kind of have a friend with benefits relationship. Does anyone know? I have to think someone has figured it out - maybe my mom or dad? Do I care? Not in the least bit. If either of us get married, it would have to stop though.

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# 67619 - by Christina / September 13, 2023
- True Sex Confessions -
Straight Female / 48

Daughters Gift

For my 48th birthday, my daughter got me a 2 hour massage with her therapist (also her best friend). I have had two massages my entire life and both were okay, but nothing to keep me coming back.

I make the appointment for a Friday night. My thought was I would be able to recuperate on Saturday if the massage did not work the intended magic. When I got there, Abby greeted me and led me to the massage room. We talked a bit about where, how hard, any problem areas, etc. Abby then left the room. I got undressed and laid on the table face down. It was warm, soft on the top, but firm under. I am curvy and I felt like it was wide enough for my motherly hips.

Abby returned, adjusted the sheet, told me to relax and enjoy the next two hours. She mentioned I was the last appointment of the night so we had no reason to rush. She started with the sheet on and moved her hands the full length of my body. I could feel little releases with each stroke of her hands. Shortly after, she rolled the sheet to just above the crack of my ass and began working on my back, neck and shoulders. So good, so deep, so releasing. She got my neck to crack!!!!!

She then went to my legs. She moved the sheet to one side and did one leg at a time. Her hands went as far up as my legs were open. Each time, seemingly involuntarily, they opened more with each stroke. That is when she put the cushion under my waist. This immediately stretched my lower back and legs but it also exposed my pussy. I did hesitate, but Abby’s hands were in control, so I went with it. She eventually pulled the sheet off (with my permission) and the massage really started to loosen up my lower back. It was like she unlocked twenty years of pent up hell. She massaged my ass too and that released the tightness in the back of my legs.

I am in heaven and then she slips her fingers down this inside of the crack of my ass, just barely grazing my rosebud and my pussy. The energy bolted all over my body. ‘Are you okay Britney?’ Yes, I am good was my response. She did it again, but deeper. Again more energy. She did it one more time - her finger found the inside of the folds of my pussy and I thought my body may catch on fire. So much energy. So much anticipation.

Are you okay Britney? All I could do was say uh huh.

‘Take a deep breath for me and relax’. With that exhale, Abby’s finger slipped all of the way into my pussy. My hips lifted. My loins roared. The energy found every nerve in my body. I whimpered ‘oh fuck’ and tried to catch my breath. ‘Relax and breathe for me Britney’. In went another finger. The oil made my pussy completely open, inviting and vulnerable.

Take a deep breath, feel my hand on your shoulder…..in went the third finger. ‘Fuck!’ One word! Fuck.

Abby started to finger my pussy - first slow then faster. Her thumb was pinned to my rosebud and my clit was getting battered with the last finger. ‘Keep breathing Britney and let it go.’ She rubbed my back softly, encouraging me to release. Then she did the most stimulating thing that has even been done to me: she leaned into my ear, gave me some soft, warm breathes and she says ‘now please release the pressure and cum for me’. She pushed all three fingers in and up, hitting my SPOT. ‘Oh fuck, I am cumming!’ And with that, I came like I have never cum before. It was hard, head spinning and fully releasing.

She never stopped. She kept saying there is more in there. Release it. She made my pussy cum 6 times that day, including two while I was on my back. When I got home, my daughter was waiting for me. She knew so I told her everything. She admitted to getting the same treatment from Abby when Abby was in massage school and has been enjoying their sessions since.

I have gone back 3 times already and I cannot wait for the next session in October.

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# 67622 - by Britney / September 14, 2023
- True Sex Confessions -
Straight Female / 30

Giving It Up

I started chatting with a guy I met on a hookup site last weekend. I was horny and I needed some cock. He was local. He seemed like a nice enough guy.

On Wednesday night, I get out of work and ask him if he wants to meet. He is down but he would not be available until much later because he was doing something with a friend. I was disappointed and just figured I would be fucking myself later that night.

He messages me about a half an hour later and says my friend and I could meet you in a half an hour if you are down. I thought, this could be interesting. We met at a bar (public place) and we quickly decided to head to a motel. I texted my best friend the logistics and a picture of the guys car just to be safe.

When we got to the room, it was a bit awkward until the friend says ‘fuck, this is going to be fun!’ That broke the ice and the clothes started to come off. Shortly thereafter, I was on my knees sucking the soul out of these two cocks. After that, one started eating my pussy while I sucked the other. That lasted only a couple of minutes before I came.

They then started to fuck me. It was hard, rough, animalistic. They took turns on my sopping wet pussy, making me cum a couple more times. Then one says let’s DP her. I responded how? They made me lay on my back on the chest of one. The guy under me took my ass and the guy on top took my pussy. When both started to fuck me, the only thought in my mind was holy fuck, I just gave up a DP (and my ass) to these two guys. They fucked me for about an hour and an half and we headed our separate ways.

I texted my friend telling her I was safe and I headed home. Now, four days later, my head still cannot get past how easily I gave it up to these two guys. My pussy wants more and these guys want more. But my mind wants the same from other men as well now too. I feel like Pandora’s box has been opened!

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# 67332 - by Jessica / August 27, 2023
- I Did It For The Money -
Bi-Sexual Female / 41

My Boss Jack

My whore of a mother kicked me out when I was 16 years old. I slept rough for a couple of weeks then got taken in by a homeless charity who helped get me on my feet.

I got a job doing at a builders firm. The owner Jack was in his 50s and supported the homeless charity that had got me off the streets. At 17 I had my own flat, job and money, sadly it came at a cost, but one I was willing to pay. Before you judge, try living rough on the streets of London for just one night!

A couple of months after I went to work for Jack he started touching me up. I had taken some letters into his office to sign. As I stood next to his desk I felt his hand go up my skirt. I liked Jack, but was shocked by what he was doing. I let him feel ny legs and panties. This went on for a while with Jack taking it further each time. Eventually he was feeling me with his hand in my panties. He was always grateful and would say things like “Thank love, I really needed that” he also started giving me money on top of my salary. £30, £40, sometimes £50 for allowing him to touch me up. The money back then made a massive difference to my quality of life.

He asked to start jacking him off, I did and got £50. Blow jobs next for which I received £100. I didn’t allow him to cum in my mouth, although he tried. I’ve often asked myself why I allowed this to happen? I think my younger self for grateful to him for the job and fear I could lose the job and end up back on the streets.

I can’t remember when this happened, but eventually Jack was fucking me. As a kid I always imagined losing my virginity to a man I loved in some romantic setting. The reality though was lay on the desk in a builder’s yard with a guy old enough to my father with his sweat dripping on my face. The cash increased though. That was the year I had my first holiday abroad, 7 nights in Ibiza with a friend I’d made in my apartment block. It was paradise, and all paid for by letting my boss fuck me.

I stayed with Jack for over 3 years, he bought me my first ever car and paid for driving lessons too. I met his wife a couple of times, I think she knew. Looking back I was used, however, it allowed me to live independently and enjoy some of the finer things of life. I didn’t hate the sex, there were times I enjoyed it. Towards the end I even had a couple of orgasms. I cried after the first one, it was the first one I’d ever had! I didn’t think I was capable.

I now have a 17 year old daughter and my memories have bothered me, it upsets me what I had to do to get by, the thought of my daughter sleeping rough and having to do some of the things I did makes me angry. I’ve never allowed my daughter to see her grandmother. I’ve never told anybody about what I let Jack do, or that I was well paid to whore for him. I’ve sometimes wanted to tell my partner, but can’t find the words. The only person that knows is me, Jack passed away years ago. I would love to talk to somebody about it, but just can’t. Even writing this confession has been a struggle; I’ve written and deleted it twice, and will probably delete this one too!!!

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# 67333 - by Anonymous / August 27, 2023
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