Do you have a secret from your past that you've been dying to share?

This category is all about unburdening yourself of the confessions you've kept hidden since childhood. Share your tales of mischief, rebellion, and discovery. Whether it's a forbidden crush on a teacher, a prank gone wrong, or a stolen kiss with a childhood friend, this category will take you back to the innocent and rebellious days of youth.

Wne I was younger my family wen on vacation to the beach. Whle they were off doing there thing, I wentw andering along the beach. I met a boy who was a few years older thn me, and the two of us pretty much hit it off. We hung around together on the beach over the next several days. Then two days before my family was going to leave, he and I went behind some dunes and we got sort of playfully chummy with one another. I had never done anything like that with another boy, but with himj it was fun. We kissed and then slipped our swimsuits down and off, and as we continued kissing we played with each other's erection. After a while he ahdme turn over and he got u behind me and pushed his rection into my butt and had sex with me. I don't know why I let him fuck me, but it was fun and exciting. Then the next day we went home and that was it. My parents never knew of course, nor did anyone else.
It was years before I had sex with another guy again, and it wasn't as exciting as that first time, and it convinced me that I definitely wasn't gay. Still, no regrets.

  • After high school I got a job as a hostess at Appleby's. I got a waitress job for my best friend. We didn't make a lot of money but we made enough to move into this trailer in the back of this house down the block from where we lived. Having our own place was the envy of many of our friends. We were not housekeepers and we couldn't cook, we did our laundry in one load and lived out of the laundry basket. We shared clothes, we ate each other's meals. We also slept in the same bed and we spent all our free time in bed, we were so hungry for each other.

    One night we got off about ten, we walked to and from work, and this man came up to us and offered to take care of us, if we got in the car with him. He convinced us to go to a party with him and our lives changed forever. There were three other men there and us two girls. They gave us money to strip and dance for them. Money to get felt up, money to let them have sex with us. For us lots of money, more money than we had ever had. When we took the money he made us promise to come to another party the next week.

    We didn't think it was prostitution but of course it was. We just had so much money, when we opened a bank account we deposited 3,000 dollars. And every week we deposited more money until we had five thousand dollars. A bank officer asked us where we got the money, we were two eighteen year olds working at Appleby's. Well, we told him that we entertained at these parties. He asked if we were intimate with the men, and well yes if he meant that we screwed with them.

    He breathed hard and took out a badge and said he was vise. He took us downtown and we got a public defender who told him he had not caught us in the act itself, but he argued we were using the bank to launder money. If we helped them we would get off easy. We went undercover for one party with a wire taped to our butt crack. Our help in breaking up the prostitution and gambling ring got us off with probation and a five thousand dollar fine.

    That was our moment of fame. The cop who arrested us told us to be good girls and look after each other. He had been watching us and knew we were girlfriends.

    I cannot tell you the name of the culture that I belong to because it is a very small group of people who all know each other. If I mentioned it and they saw this confession I would be put to death. When I was 4 years old I was sold by my father to be the wife of a wealthy man in our city. My parents were unfortunate that they only had one son but seven daughters. I was the youngest at the time so I was of no use to them so they sold me.

    I am very fortunate that my husband turned out to be a very nice man and wealthy. He paid a lot of money for me. I know this because I saw that my parents were living in a nice house after I got married and they even had a car. Before that we lived in a one room shack smaller than most people's bathrooms. We had shared an open sewer with a few hundred of our neighbors.

    Even though I was only four I understood what marriage was and it resulted in babies. I was scared since I thought my husband would hurt me trying to put a baby inside me. But he sat me on his knee and told me that I would get to decide when it was time for me to become a woman and try to make babies. Until then he would treat me like he was my father and I was his daughter. I know that today they call it grooming. But he really was very nice to me and when I started to become aroused for the first time it was my husband who I wanted to give my virginity to. I always thought he was handsome but the older I got the better he looked. So when I was 12 I told him I was ready.

    Now the men in my culture are renowned for having very large members. My husband was not typical. He was very sad. It was quite small. But I was very glad. After all I was only 12 though I still wanted to do it. I just wasn't completely sure what IT was.

    When I told him I was ready he asked if I was sure. I hesitantly said yes. I was both scared and excited. So he undid his clothes and showed it to me erect. It was a huge relief when I saw it. One of my fingers was almost the same size. I could fit any of my fingers in me. He put some oil on it and instructed me to touch it. Then he told me I could change my mind if I wanted to but if I got him to close to the point where it squirts out he might lose control and not be able to stop if I changed my mind at the last minute. I had no intention of changing my mind now that I saw his penis was not big enough to hurt me. I got all the more excited. We explored each other's bodies for a while then he asked if he could put it in me. I could not say yes fast enough. I practically forced myself on him I was so excited. Unfortunately he was too excited and he squirted his stuff in me before I had a chance to enjoy what was happening.

    I was sad until he offered to lick me. I didn't know that was a thing. It felt really good then I got all tingly and excited and breathing hard then I had my very first orgasm. After that, every time my husband made love to me he made sure I had a few orgasms first then he would put it in me. Also after a lot of practice he got to where he could hold it in for more than two minutes before squirting.

    I am lucky that I did not get pregnant right away. In fact it was another six months before I did and so I had my first baby at 13.

    When I was 29 my husband asked me for my permission to bring another wife into the relationship. While this is common where I am from not all women like it. This is especially true when the new wife is very young. Women get jealous. But The girl was sweet and precious and I fell in love immediately. So I gave my permission. She was 11 and had just been orphaned. Orphaned girls often don't survive because in our culture one does not adopt. Most likely she would have been beheaded by the age of 13 for prostitution which is often the only way a child that age can survive on her own. She was a very nice girl and was excited about being married. I was excited at having a little sister to keep me company. Just like with me, our husband told her she did not have to have sex with him until she felt she was ready. But unlike me she didn't want to wait until 12. She wanted it on her wedding night. We sat down and I told her about everything she could expect including the size of our husband's member. She was very happy that it would not be big enough to hurt her.

    By this point I had born my husband 9 children, 5 boys and 4 girls and he was very happy. But I was getting to where I would not be able to do this for too much longer. My new sister wanted babies right away. A year later her son was born.

    Sadly, our husband passed away only a few weeks after his sixth son was born. But by this time my oldest son was 16 and legally a man so we did not have to look for a husband right away. In our culture widows have a lot more rights than a married woman or a woman who still lived with her father. My son took on the role of head of house very seriously. We had a business and he now ran it officially but I did most of the work like I did for my husband who was not that good in business. Mostly he was not good at math.

    My second husband was a young boy. Now I say young boy I do not mean little. He was 16 and taller than my son and was in fact a friend of my son. I took one look and knew I wanted him. His family didn't have a lot of money but it did not matter since I had a lot of money by then. So they readily agreed to the marriage and then about two weeks later I was enjoying my wedding night with a gorgeous teenage boy who while unskilled in bed was very enthusiastic and surprisingly lasted for more than 10 minutes. My sister widow did not want to marry this boy and become his second wife. So our family split at that point. I had introduced her to the wife of a nice man who wanted a 3rd wife for her husband. It seemed she was no longer interested in him in bed so she went looking for a new wife for him. I attended the wedding and it was very nice. the man is very happy and so is his other wives. I am glad my sister widow is happy.

    So now I am 71 and living in the U.S. I don't consider myself a member of that culture any more even though I grew up in it. I do not regret getting married and having children so young. But Most little girls don't find nice men to marry. Most are forced to endure many painful things to keep their much older husbands happy.













  • I'm a guy 73 years old and this happened when I was 13 in the 8th grade. 1958 59 school year and my group was first half of the day in homeroom. Reading English spelling and such. Afternoon was shop PE music/art and science moved from class room to class room. The others did the flip. We all had lunch together.

    One day I finished lunch quickly and was playing catch with a friend and he didn't catch the ball. It went through the olenders headge stopped next to the science building. It's a modular building located between the play field and the teachers parking lot. There's only one way into the path between the hedge and the building. The maintenance man said I could go in and get the ball with the couches permission.

    I got permission and went in. Found the ball and started back out and looking into the window and there's Mr C and one of the 8th grade girls. Now Mr C Is about 6 foot 6 inches tall and 265 pounds. Hugh hands and the longest fingers I've ever seen. The girl is Penny laying on the teachers desk naked while his middle finger is going into and out of her pussy. I can't believe I'm seeing him finger fucking her during lunch hour.

    I set with her on the bus on the way home and let her know what I saw. I asked if she's ok with him doing this or does he have something on her. She said she loves it and ask me not to say anything to anyone. I agree then she tells me that when she's baby sitting for them most times on the way taking her home after she lets him fuck her in the seat of his truck. I have never told anyone until now.

    I guess this all started back when I was around 11 years old because at the time I didn't have any pubic hair. Mostly in the summertime my best friend Joe,(who was around two years older than me) and I would sleep over each other's houses a lot and we usually sleep in the same bed. One night we put the lights out to go to sleep. My friend Joe reached down the front of my underwear and rubbed my cock, I pulled his hand off and said cut it out man what are you a homo? His hand did feel good on there though. later that night I woke up and he had his hand down my underwear again, but this time I didn't stop him because it felt pretty good, he did this thing where he would rub his forearm against my cock it felt amazing so I didn't try to stop him. The thing is I never even masturbated before so I have no idea what's going on, I knew I was coming to some kind of climax because it just felt like I couldn't get enough of that feeling and before long I guess I had my first orgasm because right afterwards it felt very uncomfortable with his hand on there on there so I just pushed it off.
    The next night we slept over his house again the same bed. Same thing lights out and then he reaches down my underwear again I was like hey man what the hell but I didn't stop him cuz I was already getting hard and it was feeling really good and this time I reached over and stuck my hand down the front of his underwear. I was immediately quite surprised because he was a lot bigger than me and he had a lot of hair down there. I was rubbing him and doing that same thing with my forearm that he does and then suddenly pulls his hand off and then pulls my hand off of him and then he swings over and gets on top of me and starts grinding against my cock with our tighty-whities still on I'm thinking this is ecstasy when he stops again, sits up and slides my underwear down and then his then he gets back on top and our bare cocks are grinding together I remember the feeling of all that hair and that hard cock rubbing against mine and thinking this is the best feeling ever until I felt his cock throbbing and then he came all over my stomach all slippery and all that hair and hard cock rubbing against me GOD and then I had my second orgasm. Needless to say we had a lot more sleepovers and of course they progressed to us blowing each other and that too was really off the charts both ways he had a beautiful cock and I love the feeling of that thing sliding down my throat and he felt that same way so you can imagine we gave each other some pretty damn stellar head.
    Since then I've had a lot of girlfriends and I got married and I've been married for 35 years. I still feel like that was some of the best sexual experiences I ever had I always get hard when I think back on it.

  • I just recently turned 19, high school graduate and ready to start college this fall. This all started when I was 14. We live in the country. My dad owns a pretty huge farm but has it leased out to a neighbor. We live on the farm in a pretty large flush home with a closed in fence. We have a medium sized swimming pool in the back yard where each summer we invite neighbors over for parties. They all love the swimming pool and I love to watch them playing around in it. My mom, especially, always wears a bikini and has a body, WOW. When she visited my school or came in the afternoon to pick me up my friends always asked "IS THAT YOUR SISTER?" Thinking it's a joke question I always answer "YES". Anyway, dad owns his own construction company and often does contract in nearby counties or even states which keeps him away often for several days at the time. Mom and I are always alone during these times. We will use the swimming pool together for exercise. During my school summer vacations, several years ago, when I was maybe 14, she always took afternoon naps and didn't trust me being alone while she napped she would often request that I take a nap with her. One afternoon while laying there I let my mind wonder. I was thinking of some of our neighbor girls about my age and others in my class at school and naturally I got an erection. At the same time I unconsciously began twisting my feet. You know how that happens? Anyway mom turned and lightly slapped me across the belly and told me "STOP THAT. I'M TRYING TO SLEEP!" I did for a while but my mind began wondering again and my feet began twisting again. Mom turned again and slapped me across my belly but this time lower and she hit my erection. Immediately she rubbed her hand back over it and asked, "WHAT"S THAT? ARE YOU EXCITED ABOUT SLEEPING WITH YOUR MOM?" Embarrassed I said "YES". She then unbuttoned my shorts and grabbed my naked cock and began squeezing it. She asked if I was thinking of some of my friends or if I was thinking of her. Embarrassed again I said "BOTH!" She then turned over facing me and asked if I had ever had sex with one of them. I lied and said, "NO". She then asked if I needed her to teach me a little. "YEAH" was my reply. She then removed all her clothing and helped me remove mine. If you think she looks good in her bikini you should see he nude. She hugged me and began rubbing my naked body all over with special emphases on my hard dick. She spread her legs and took my hand and placed it on her already warm and damp pussy. I began rubbing it like they do in Porno. She asked if I had ever done that to a girl and I said I hadn't. She looked me in the eyes and said, "But you have seen it on Porno. We know you have slipped your dads pornos and watched them.
    She had me there because I had slipped them but returned them but probably not in the order they had them. I knew she was all turned on, she asked about me watching the boys and girls in the pornos sucking each other. I had and wondered how it may taste. I told her that I had seen it. She then twisted around and took my cock into her mouth and began giving me one of the best blowjobs anyone could imagine. Eventually she moved her body where her pussy was directly in front of my face. She turned a little more, spread her legs a little I could not resisting myself. Surprisingly her pussy taste wonderful. I can't explain what it taste like. It was wonderful as I said. I know she cum several times. I never did but felt like it several times. We eventually ended up fucking, me on top and giving her ever thing I had, Several times she mumbled "IT'S SO BIG AND FEELS SO GOOD. DON'T STOP!" But soon she changed her mind and said, "TAKE IT OUT BEFORE YOU CUM." She later told me we should get some condoms because we could not take a chance at her getting pregnant. I'm sure others have had a similar experience. If any changes occur I promise to keep you posted.