Rothco

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Gender: Straight Female
Age: 39
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Confessions by Rothco:

My Daughter

I have a business that means I travel quite a lot, including the city at least twice a week. My twenty-five-year-old daughter lives there, so I pay half her rent for her to save on hotel. This means she’s got a nice place to live in an expensive city, and I have a permanent room if I need it.

I have always been close to my daughter, and I’m very proud of her. She’s an absolute knockout to look at and has a wonderful personality. Lockdown hit her hard as she was living away from home and had few local friends. Thankfully, since it lifted, I have been able to spend quite a lot of time there.

The relationship has become weird; when I’m down there, we almost live as a couple. We have always been great friends, and there has always been an intense love between us. However, I’ve been sensing a change with my daughter, becoming too reliant and, to a degree, over-familiar.

I stayed there last week, and during the night, there was a violent thunderstorm after the recent hot weather. The apartment is on the twelfth floor, and the building rocked with a few thunder bangs. It was in the early hours of the morning, and halfway through the storm, Imogen comes into my bedroom as she’s frightened. This is something she used to do as a child. She sat on my bed for a couple of minutes, and I try to distract her. In the end, she got into my bed and snuggled up to me. This is something she’s not done since she was young.

I liked having her next to me but was uncomfortable too; she’s a grown woman now, and it just felt wrong that we were sharing a bed. I eventually nodded off but was awoken by a strange sensation; I thought I was back home for a second, but then realized where I was. My daughter had my erect penis in her hand and was slowly stimulating it. I was shocked; I assumed she was doing this in her sleep, but I looked directly at her, and her eyes were wide open. I was totally conflicted; I was enjoying the feeling, but this was my daughter!! This is the worst taboo!!

She must have assumed my silence for acceptance as she went under the sheets and took my penis into her mouth. My wife has never liked oral sex; she doesn’t mind receiving it but has never wanted to give it. Even the few times she had done it have been halfhearted and reserved. I, however, love having my manhood sucked, and I’ve had quite a few lovers before my wife who were fantastic at it. The feeling of having a woman’s mouth on my cock again was just glorious. I knew I should stop what was happening and send her out of my room, but the sensations were incredible. To my shame, I just lay back and enjoyed it; I tried to pull out before I orgasmed, but she kept me in her mouth. After so many years without this kind of enjoyment, the release was just wonderful.

The next morning she was asleep next to me and nude. Due to the weather, all the sheets were off the bed, and I shouldn’t have looked, but I did. She is perfect in every way; I’ve never seen a body like it. We haven’t spoken about what happened, but I can’t stop thinking about it and wanting more.

I Orgasm When My Legs Are Spread Wide?

I’ve got a strange fetish or affliction, I’m never sure which, that I’ve never really talked about to anybody. I know most women enjoy the moment when we surrender to passion and open our legs to reveal our intimate place to a lover. I, however, really get off on just spreading my legs whether I’m with someone or not. I’ve had quite a few lovers over the years and the moment he takes off my panties and I spread my legs is such a euphoric high I will orgasm; it’s almost as good as feeling a cock sliding into me.

Over the years, it’s been both a blessing and a curse. I recall as a little girl; I loved spreading my legs. I know I caused a few Uncles and relations near heart attacks when I would be on the floor or settee, and I would spread my legs wide without underwear on and start moaning.

Most girls dread gyno exams and the smear test; I love them, especially if my legs are put into medical stirrups. One lover tied my legs and arms apart on a bed, and I actually had several orgasms without him even touching my pussy. As a teenager, I could just pull my nightie up and spread my legs in bed and just being in that position would bring me to orgasm without touching any part of my body.

I was larking around with my best friend when I was fourteen in the school playground, and she forced my legs apart as we wrestled on the floor, and I had an orgasm. She knew what had happened, and I thought I was a lesbian. My first boyfriend pulled my legs apart when he first fingered me; he commented that my pussy was soaking wet. He thought he turned me on, but in reality, having my legs spread had caused me to orgasm.

I have learned over the years to get a little more control. As a lover spreads my legs, I will now have a mini orgasm or go doggy style or cowgirl first to prevent it. As soon as a lover enters me, when I’m spread, I will orgasm again, but I pretend I haven’t, and I’m just enjoying the feel of his cock in me. Thankfully, I will also orgasm from being fucked later, especially if I spread my legs as wide as possible when he’s in me; this always triggers another orgasm.

I’ve never heard of or read anybody with a similar sexual characteristic and thought I’d ask here if anyone else had?

The Hen Do And My Terrible Mistake

I’m a happily married woman but have made a dreadful mistake. I’m terrified my marriage will be over if my husband ever finds out; although, I also want to tell him, so there are no secrets anymore. These memories are eating me alive and are ruining my life.

Two weeks ago I went on a hen do to London with about twenty women. I knew the bride and a couple of others; however, most I’d never met beforehand. The weekend was going well until Saturday night. I was having a good time and getting hammered in our lovely hotel restaurant. Some business types were staying there too, and four of them gate crashed our party. They were good fun and insisted on buying bottles of champagne etc. In the early hours of the morning, the restaurant and hotel bar closed, and five of the women and the four guys agreed to continue drinking in one of the men’s rooms.

I’ve always been quite reserved; however, I have no idea what came over me this night. Long story short, in the end, there was just me and another woman called Sarah who was about the same age as me in the room, the other went to bed. We ended up doing a strip for the guys, and they were taking photographs on their phones. Both Sarah and me ended up naked and kissing each other!

This next part is horrible, and I’m crying as I type this; we basically ‘serviced’ all the guys—blow jobs to start with, which was met by loads of cheering. At one point, the hotel security came to the room to tell us to keep the noise down. Sarah was the first to get fucked by two guys, and then I was fucked by the other two. The men then changed over, and I was fucked by the other two. I remember at one point they were spit roasting me on the bed, and I again knew that photographs, if not videos, were being taken. Until this night, I’d only ever slept with my first long term partner and then my husband. I’m so ashamed I let four strangers fuck me and without any protection.

The following day I was very sore and felt dreadfully ill. Sarah and I couldn’t even look at each other; it turns out she’s married too! Thankfully, we didn’t see the four guys again. I’m on the pill but did get myself checked out for STD’s; thank God all the results were negative. If I’d had just a one night stand with a man, I would tell my hubby, but I simply can’t explain letting four strangers fuck me. I’m also terrified the pictures or videos will turn up somewhere.

Hotel Nudist Area

A few years ago, I was staying at a hotel in Lanzarote with my husband. I usually sunbathe topless on holiday and don’t think anything of it as I’ve been doing so since my teens. I am aware that some men look especially teenaged boys, which sometimes turns me on.

My hubby discovered this hotel had a nude sunbathing area on the roof and wanted to check it out; after calling him a pervert and stating adamantly I wouldn’t go near the place, I agreed to go, but I wasn’t going nude, just topless.

The sunbathing hotel area around the pool when we stayed there was bustling, and we sometimes struggled to find beds. However, the nude sunbathing area on the roof had loads of free beds, tables, parasols and its own self-service bar!! On the first day, I just went topless, and hubby went in the nude. There were about ten people up there, mostly naked and all considerably older than us. I enjoyed looking at the women’s bodies as they were not as good as mine and the men’s cocks, well, because I’m a woman. There were some good looking silver foxes up there, and like most girls, I’ve always had a thing for older men.

On day two, just after lunch, I took the plunge and removed my bikini bottoms. It was such a liberating feeling to be in the nude; I found it highly arousing. I was a little self-conscious, especially when one of the better-looking silver foxes and his wife sat next to us. His name was Charles, and he had a lovely cock; I felt my lady bits go moist when I saw Charlie boy checking my pussy out. I was both embarrassed that a total stranger was visiting my private feminine place but also quite turned on by it too.

Over the week, we got to know most couples up on the roof; they all knew each other quite well and often stayed at the hotel. Initially, I put my bikini back on to go to the bar but eventually would just walk about nude. On Friday, hubby was ill; too much rich food and alcohol put him to bed for the day. I hung around the room watching him sleep, then decided to go to the pool. It was crowded, so I went up to the roof. Charles and his wife were pleased to see me, as were a few of the other couples. We all ended up sitting together, and I forgot I was in the nude. At one point, I was sat up on the sunbed with my legs on the floor enjoying an ice-cold beer when Charles commented that I had a gorgeous clitoris. I looked down, and sure enough, my pussy lips had parted, and my little button was sticking out.

His wife Sarah then joins the conversation saying that she thought my pussy was very attractive and that several childbirths had ruined hers. Charles then laughs and says when his wife was giving birth it was like watching his favourite pub burn down; we all laughed. He then puts his hand a couple of inches away from my pussy and asks for permission to “touch her”. I was stunned, shocked, aroused, a little tipsy and just said “sure”

Charles in front of his wife and friends then runs his fingers through my pussy lips and circles my growing clit. I lean back and just let him get on with it. Before I knew it the other couples are around my bed commenting what a beautiful body I have as Charles basically finger fucked me. I was aware that one of the wives was watching at the stairs to see if anybody was coming up. Charles then assures me I wouldn’t be disturbed by anybody.

I ended up with three of the men feeling me up for about an hour, they had erections that I didn’t touch as their wives were taking care of them as they touched me. I had a massive orgasm and was then left to rest and sunbathe.

During the course of the afternoon, one of the gents would either intercept me at the self-service bar or come over to my sunbed and just touch me. I was concerned about my hubby; however, having checked on him after lunch was assured he was out for the count.

Just as the afternoon was coming to an end Charles took things further intercepting me and asking me to lie on his sunbed; I complied. He then goes down on me and licks my pussy, he was very good and I was floating in pleasure when I became aware of my nipples being sucked by two of the other guys. Holy hell what a feeling that was, Charles then puts a couple of fingers up my pussy as he licked my clit and the other two suck and manhandle my breasts. I had the most intense orgasm of my life and still now two years later dream about it.

The next morning hubby was well and wanted to spend the last day exploring the town. I did go up to the roof area later but hubby was with me. At one point hubby nipped to the loo; Charles and two of the other guys shot over to my sunbed. Charles was licking my pussy and the other two sucked my tits until Sarah shouted hubby was coming back.

It was all very odd and I’ve not done anything like that since, I do dream a lot about it though.

First Time Anal Sex

I had anal sex for the first time last night. It hurt at first, but then I enjoyed it; I liked the slutty way it made me feel. I also loved the submissive element of allowing a man to stick his cock in my ass. It didn’t last long before I felt him cum; I felt his pulsating dick more in my ass than I do in my pussy? I loved the dirty sex feeling of it all. I allow my boss to do things to me I would never allow my husband to do? Other things I’ve let my boss do but not my husband: Cum in my mouth and swallow not spit, stand me naked in the window of hotel room at night and turn the light on exposing me to anybody walking in the street below, go to lunch with clients and him commando and let him finger me under the restaurant table.

During my yearly appraisal we were sat in his office, he owns the company so has a fantastic private office at the top of the building. During the appraisal, he made me slowly strip for him. At first, I was in my business suit and skirt and he made me take off my pantyhose and panty’s and spread my legs. Then my jacket, blouse and bra came until I was sat just wearing my high heels and a smile. He went through the formal meeting giving me outstanding grades. In the end, he had me kneel Infront of him and suck his cock to find out my annual bonus. After he came and I swallowed he gave me the bonus figure which was big like the cock I’d just sucked dry

Tube Upskirt

During the hot weather last week, I was on the underground tube a few times. On one scorching day, I was wearing a short linen skirt and T-shirt. As I was sitting on the train, I noticed a middle-aged guy looking between my legs. I must have been flashing my white panties as the skirt had ridden up and was very short.

I always wear a mask on the tube. Thus I had a degree of anonymity; I write this as I have no idea why I did what I did next. I opened my legs a little further to give this guy a better look at my panties and upskirt. I glanced over a few times, and he was transfixed by what he was seeing. I could actually feel my pussy getting wet!!

A few stops later, people got off, and I again let my legs open a little further; I took a quick look at his guy’s suit trousers, and sure enough, he was sporting an erection. He looked a little uncomfortable too. I enjoyed that I was having this effect on him; the power was quite intoxicating.

I allowed my legs to further part. Later at home, I replicated the position with a mirror in front. The voyeur would have seen my complete pussy mould under my panty crotch and a dark shadow of my trimmed bush behind the lacy material. He may have even caught a glimpse of the very top of my pussy, although, at a distance, I couldn’t be sure. Back on the tube, I knew this new position would transmit to the guy that I knew exactly what I was doing! He continued to gaze at the scene, still not making any attempt to conceal what he was doing. My pussy was now creaming, and I was desperate to touch myself. I directly stared at his bulging trousers as he looked at my lewd upskirt display.

He got off the tube at the next stop but looked me directly in the eye and winked. I got to work a little later and went straight to the loos. My pussy was dripping; I wiped myself and then ended up frigging myself off to get some release.

I might try and build up enough courage to go commando next time; I have the anonymity to do such things with the mask. I never thought there would be any benefits to all the restrictions!!

Student Days, My Rent And My Lovely Landlord

I was a foster kid and went from family to family throughout my childhood. Thankfully, I managed to get a good education and later a professional career.

Due to lack of support, I had to do all types of work, from barmaid to shredding confidential waste.

My student digs got condemned by the council, and I had to find a new place to live. I saw loads of really shit places that just made my heart sink. Then a friend came to see me with a proposition. She had just graduated and was leaving her apartment; she lived in a fantastic place that I’d visited quite a few times; however, I was confident there was no way I could afford it. When she told me the rent I couldn’t believe it, she had been paying a lot less than I for a condemned apartment! However, she warned me that I hadn’t heard all of it. A lovely widower owned the place, and if I wanted to live there, I would be expected to have sex with him once a month!!

I was shocked that my friend had been doing this for the last two years; however, she assured me he was gentle and respectful, plus the apartment was fantastic. I didn’t fancy the strings attached but decided to talk to him.

He was a lovely guy in his fifties; he and my friend seemed to be genuinely fond of each other; he even teared up when her leaving was discussed. I decided what the hell; women have been selling it for centuries and for considerably less than this. The rent was due to be paid on the first of each month, both the pounds and the payment in kind.

I moved in and loved the place; it was total luxury. The first of the month came around way too quickly, though!! I was dreading the visit that evening, so I had a few stiff drinks.

He called at nine in the evening and was dressed very smartly; he also had a bottle of champagne, chocolates and flowers. He asked if I was hungry and called for a Chinese to be delivered. He asked me so many questions, and in the end, I gave him my tragic life story. He looked genuinely emotional and was so sympathetic. We ate, drank and talked; I liked his old school manner. By the time we started kissing, it felt like a date; trust me, I’d been on a lot worse.

The sex was slow, and holy fuck did Joe know what he was doing. He was so respectful and gentle. He had an average length cock, although it was very thick, which was lovely. I enjoyed myself, and as I’d gone over a year since my last lover, I enjoyed it. At the end of the evening, he said he was moved by my story and had enjoyed himself so much that I could stay rent-free. He gave me back the money I’d given him, which was kind.

Over the next few months, I got to looking forward to paying the rent; they were like dates. After about six months, I would even call to see him and ask if I could pay the rent early. I wasn’t in love or anything, but I loved the way this real gentleman treated me. I started to have the best orgasm’s ever; real toe-curling explosions. I think I also really got off on being used for sex. I’d never really thought I was a submissive, but the relationship had that quality to it.


Even though Joe made me feel like a real lady, I felt like a bit of a slut, and I liked the feeling. I knew some of my girlfriends were into the whole daddy scene; I knew he would have hated that though, but that’s how I felt when I was with him. When he would slowly fuck me with his fat gentleman’s cock sliding in and out of me, in my head, I would be screaming, “fuck me, daddy” I even let him make love to me bareback towards the end of my tenancy.

When I graduated, I got a job in the city and left my lovely apartment. Joe was very upset, and we spent the last week together. It was enjoyable, museums, parks, expensive restaurants and of course sex every night.

So there you go, that’s my confession.

Hot Summer Days And My Best Friend

These hot summer days always make me really horny. I was casting my mind back to school days in my teens and my sexual awakening. Long story, but I had a lesbian relationship with my best friend at school. It started in our early teens and lasted until we were almost twenty years old.

I remember so many hot summer days sat in the classroom as horny as fuck, just waiting for the bell to ring home time. My friend and I would then go to one of our bedrooms to do homework (that’s what we told our parents). I would be sat on the bus next to my friend, literally hyperventilating with arousal. I could smell her perfume and her make-up. I looked at her long white legs emerging from her school skirt, and I wanted to be between those legs. The walk from the school bus was the worst; I would want to run to our respective houses! Then through the front door, get the hello mum out of the way and up to the bedroom. The door closed and in my house locked.

Passionate kisses, hands all over each other’s breasts, blouses and bra off, nipples sucked. Then on the bed, hands up skirts and dragging each other’s knickers off, the first intoxicating smell of her musky pussy then the taste of heaven. Feeling her lips and tongue on my pussy as she lapped at my pussy lips and clit. Fingers being pushed into vaginas, the feeling of having a full pussy whilst licking and being licked. The bliss, the ecstasy and finally the orgasmic release when my sanity would then return.

Holding each other afterwards, listening to the birds and the cars passing outside the house, feeling that life can’t be better than this. Slowly, one of us would start the process again; teenaged hormones are voracious and not easily satisfied. My hands and lips would be dripping in her intimate love secretions: happiness and further orgasmic release followed by thirst and hunger.

I would love to relive one of those sessions on hot days like today

David And Mike

As a child, I lived rurally, and our two closest neighbours had sons; so growing up, my out of school friends were David and Mike from the neighbouring farms. I was a bit of a Tom Boy, and as such, having two boys to play with was perfect. Exploring forests and fields, climbing trees, fishing, building dens and hunting were enjoyed by all.

Mike was the same age as me, David a year older. When we got to around ten, kids' natural curiosity sometimes played out. The first time this happened was in our secret den out in the woods. I can’t remember exactly how it all kicked off; however, we three would expose our genitals to each other. The two boys would have erections, which I found fascinating. They stood in front of me with their shorts at their knees and their dicks standing proud. I wouldn’t touch them, but I’d sometimes flicked them with my fingers; the boys seemed to enjoy me flicking their erect willies. I would lift my dress and pull my knickers down, and they would look at my pussy. I recall Mike asking if my split hurt, lol!!

As time went on, we became bolder, sometimes even stripping off completely and wrestling around in the nude. We would also go skinny dipping at the local stream; the nude sessions now involved me laying down and the two boys ‘feeling’ my naked body. They were always fascinated by my budding breasts and, of course, my pussy. David was the first to touch it, and I jumped up in shock and told him he was terrible. The next time I let him touch it as I quite liked the feeling.

Over the following years into my teenaged years, these ‘sessions’ became less frequent but more sexual. At fourteen, we would steal some alcohol, and during its effects, I would be lying in a corn friend with the boys between my legs, touching my pussy. Mike was the first to touch my clit and David to push a finger into my vagina. I started to have orgasms. I also felt their cocks and would wank them off until they orgasmed. I was fascinated by watching spunk fly out of their dicks.

By our mid-teens, the sessions were very few and far between, usually, after we had been ‘smoking’ These were full-on orgies with oral sex, blow jobs, and the boys trying to get their cock up my pussy. Eventually, and to all our surprise, David managed it first. I was shocked at the feelings. Initially, there was pain; however, it then just felt terrific having a cock in me. Thankfully, he came over my tummy and not in me. Having watched how to do it, Mike then went next; he also came over my belly. I swore them both to secrecy, which bless them they kept.

The sex was usually during the summer holidays, our ‘orgies’ then took place a couple of times a week. I always used to be exceptionally randy in the summer when the sun was shining; I still am. Mike started stealing condoms from his uncle's shop, and the boys would both fuck me and come inside me. I would often have one cock in my pussy and another in my mouth. We looked at porn films and replicated some of the scenarios, including spit roasting.

In our later teens, we all left for college and got partners of our own. It was odd at the weddings. Mike and David were ushers at mine, and I’m sure as I walked down the aisle, both of them were remembering our elicit orgies in the cornfields.

My Lovely Best Friend

At school, my best friend and I used to play boyfriend girlfriend games. It started with just seeing what kissing felt like and then French kissing. During our teen years, we graduated to feeling others boobs pretending it was a boy doing it. Eventually, we started touching each other's pussies pretending that the fingers belonged to a future boyfriend.

Alcohol and sleepovers accelerated things. We ended up nude in bed, finger fucking each other to orgasm, and then the ultimate feeling of being eaten out. We never stopped pretending it was a boy doing these sexual things to each other, the word lesbian was never used, although it was a bisexual relationship.

My best friend broke my hymen, and took my virginity with a hairbrush; I returned the favour. We then became very curious about what we could insert into each other’s vaginas. Bananas, cucumbers, carrots, wine bottles and once even a hair spray can was used! Sleepover sixty nines became standard, and I fantasised about eating my friends pussy whilst daydreaming in class.

I once sat on my bed with my head out of my bedroom window, talking to my dad down in the garden. At the time, my friend was lying on the bed, and I was pantyless sitting on her face as she licked my pussy and clit.

When we were both feeling randy but couldn’t do anything about it, we would simply go to the loo and swap our panties. It felt brilliant knowing that my pussy was rubbing against the cloth my friends pussy had been rubbing against just moments before. Sometimes, I would go back to the loo alone and sniff the panties while still having her scent on them.

When we both started dating boys, both of us were disappointed by the physical aspects of the relationship, although this changed when we began having full-blown sex, which was terrific. Even when we had boyfriends, we would still have sex sessions during our sleepovers.

We are now both in our twenties and met up for lunch today. During lunch, my friend put her hand on my knee under the table cloth. It travelled up my leg and eventually found its way into my panties. We chatted shit during lunch as she finger fucked me to orgasm; it was so difficult to have a silent orgasm to not raise any suspicions with the other diners. My husband asked me if I’d enjoyed lunch when I got home, and I told him exactly what had happened. He always fucks me real hard when I recount my girl on girl experiences with my lovely friend.