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Share your most tantalizing and wet stories about getting drenched in.. water, sweat, piss, cum, or any other fluid. Confess every dripping detail of your kinks and desires with us. The more slippery and steamy, the better.

This is the place to "shower us" with such confessions and wet stories.

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Lesbian Female / 33

Ten years ago when I went to work at the company where I have a job I met a girl a year older than me. We became friends and she showed the ropes. On one occasion I was at her place and this old boyfriend of hers came by and we ended up in a three way sleepover. I kissed her privates and she kissed my privates, and we ended up sleeping in the same bed after he left.

She wanted to see if what we had done was a one time thing or if that is what we really wanted to do. She kissed and ate my privates and made me reach orgasm. She then asked me to do the same. This was the day after, and she wanted me to eat her privates with his stuff still in her. I washed her out first and cleaned her up, I spent a long time grooming her, doing anything I could to postpone going down on her. Finally I ran out of excuses and just went down with my eyes closed and I got very horny and mounted her face while I finished eating her.

I have been responsible for grooming her ever since, she lays quietly on a towel while I use the scissors and a razor to groom her until I like how she looks. I don't like putting my mouth on stubble so I always leave a nice patch on her. I love smelling her. I love setting her down after work or after she has been to the gym and opening her legs and smelling her through her panties. The smell and taste of her after she has showered or taken a bath doesn't do anything for me.

Other than my vice for her wet panties we are pretty normal, our sex life is fairly active and we tend to include lots of cuddling and touching, and lots of kissing, maybe that is why we never finish a show on TV.

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# 42166 - by Anonymous
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    Straight Female / 39

    my fucking hour is often between 1-2pm or afternoon of horn is 4.30-5.30pm or late gait hour is 6-8pm.

    my husband is a doctor and he loves to sing horny dog songs to me and shake his cock back and forward like a mesmerising fob watch clock and he will either say "oh honey its hickery dickery cock doc time again, my cock wants to make you feel good like my woman should" or "tick tock its dick doc time" and I giggle and get horny as he wags his cock for me sometimes he has cock wagged and waggled it around for me til he was stiff singing "the cock wants what it wants spread those legs and lets get to bed" or "make love all night suck some titty you call me and I call you mr and mrs dickity-titty"

    his silly talk makes me so horny. lately he loves to look at puffy titties and he like making my tities tight and hard but also soft and puffy and psuh them inward and its so hot when he does that. so many men just concentrate of teeth on titties and nibbling but he likes to lick and smooth rub my breasts to flat puffy tops of creampie for him.

    his huge floppy cock thick and long rocking side from side mezmerrisng me with his cock, he is my dirty little secret and puffy tits and hard nipples are his dirty little secret. if he wants me to come fast and hard he will force me to come or if he wants it slow and soft we fuck all night long for up to 20 hours he has left his cock in me and I have twisted around and up and down and rode on his huge beautiful cock. I love the walls of my c**t squeezing around his shaft and he adores the feeling as well. sometimes we hold it for as long as we can and get very wet. he will lick my tits for ages and sex tease my c**t with his cock top cherry.

    some weekends we don't get out of bed and we have fucked on the kitchen table in a hotel infront of everyone at night which was great but for the table nearly breaking cuz he was shafting so heavy.

    he has me under his control and it feels great. last week we were at my parents old farm and we did what comes naturally in the hay shed. it was great feeling hay around my wet holes and as he shafted me.

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    # 42022 - by Anonymous
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    Straight Female / 21

    I was at work the other night performing a public pole dance for Customers. I had been drinking a lot of soda that night which in hindsight was probably not the best idea because just moments into my dance performance, I sneezed accidentally and Farted so hard I pooped a little bit and gave the guys watching a free Peeing Pole Dance show they didn't expect.

    I was rather Embarrassed but I somehow maintained my composure and got paid well for such an unusual performance that included something extra that normally is part of it.

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    # 41957 - by Anonymous
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    Bi-Sexual Female / 22

    Heyy!

    I'm Rae 22 year old blonde, British girl ;)

    I have a little confession to make.

    On my snapchat I post adult content, you know.. nudes and vids. I also have a private story that you can get for a donation as being send money turns me on my fetish.

    Add my Snapchat username: snap43deep

    I lookfoward to your add.

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    # 41786 - by Anonymous
    - Steaming Wet Confessions -
    Bi-Sexual Female / 27


    Believe me, when I went to college I had never dated, never been in a compromising position, had never seen a real penis, and hardly ever seen a real naked girl. I am an only child and my mother and father were distant, I was born when they were in their late thirties, I was an accident that was not meant to happen. But that said my parents were good to me, if distant and unaffectionate and I got a good education and was surrounded by most things that kids grow up with. Although not rich by any measure my parents were comfortably middle class and respected in the community.

    I was in college one week when I was stripped naked and fucked on a couch and dragged into bed with a guy who kept me there all night and had sex with me again in the morning. The morning sex was totally different from the night before on the couch, we were alone and he went over me from top to bottom, fingered my anus while he ate me out and later while fucking me on my hands and knees decided to fuck me in my butt. I guess he spread the juice off my vagina because he slipped into my ass without any problem, and I felt totally fucked at that point, I held my breath and felt him fuck me back and forth and then he lost his control and his whole body just fell on my back and we fell onto the bed. I could feel his wet dick in the crack of my ass and his body heaving as he breathed on my back. I lay still after a couple of minutes and let him recover until he rolled off and asked me to get something to clean him off. I remember in the morning light his dick was so red and he was so sensitive that he told me to be careful while I cleaned him up. After I cleaned him up he asked for a kiss and then for me to sit there with my shoulders back to see what I looked like.

    I didn't just fall in love, I went guy crazy over him and even though he was into finding girls most of the time he had me in his bed and I wanted to feel everything. One night he asked me if I was up to having another girl join us. This other girl liked me and I had sex with her for a while and sex with him afterwards. I had been at school for six weeks and I was sleeping with a senior and I had kissed, made out and had sex with another girl. I was a pleaser to him, anything he wanted I jumped to do it, the other girl wanted me to do her laundry so I did that too. She and I had similar classes that semester and she came over to rest with me, to get on my bed and take a nap together. I got felt up a lot, kissed and sometimes she made outright love to me telling me to chose between him and her. But she knew I would choose him and she claimed that was totally unfair. She wasn't a homebody at all, she bought me panties to wear so that I knew she was always thinking of me. It took a while for me to come to realize that she was truly in love with me and I started to love her back a little.

    My semester went by fast and I managed to keep my grades up and when we didn't go out together for some reason, my lover girlfriend and I went out alone. At Christmas it was time to choose, spending three weeks at home alone, or I could go spend part of the New Year with her. Her parents were wild in my view, the New Year's party we went to was pretty wild and a man kept hitting on me so we finally just left and went back to her house and we had our own New Year's party side by side. I think it was that night that I really began to feel something for her, I know that I kissed her for real that night and I felt her up for real that night, that night I made love to her and she made love to me. That night when she put her arms around my neck and whispered to me that she loved me I put her face in front of me and kissed her and told her I though I loved her too.

    My life changed that first semester in college, I was never the same again. We had many sleepovers together, he liked being with us although I was the ham in the sandwich, his lover and her lover. I had to work twice as hard keeping them both happy but I was so sexually charged that having sex was something I could do at the drop of a hat. Anywhere, any place, alone or together, boy girl or girl girl, I went to him just as easily as I went to her.

    He graduated and went on to get a job and we stayed and finished our college education together. She and I stayed together, in that sense I think I leaned more towards being with her all day every day than with him, but not when it came to sex, once we were out of school I needed him more than ever and we went back to being a triad, with me in the middle. I like it that way, my girlfriend and I live together and he is our man who comes to visit. Curiously, although there is no sex between them he is like her older brother and they have a different form of affection. I have calmed down a little but not much, I still have a high sex drive and energy. I do have favorite things I do with both, I truly do enjoy anal sex, it is the most intimate sex I have with him, and my intimate moments with her are on weekends when we can shower have breakfast and stay in bed all morning long.

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    # 41725 - by Anonymous
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    Gay Male / 31

    In college I took a drawing class. It was an elective and I took it because a friend was taking it. Part of the class was practicing on still life drawings, black and white pencil drawings. At the end of the semester the teacher told us that we would have one last class for a final exam and we would have a live model. The guy who came to model stood naked on this pedestal table and we all had to focus on the fact that it was our final. It was the first time that I really focused on another naked guy. My drawing was out of focus except when it came to his genitals, I spent a lot of time focusing on that.

    I got a C for the class but I also got asked by the professor to come see him. He said he noticed that I had spent too much time on just one part of the subject and we went over my drawing. He asked me if that was my center of interest. He told me to come around to his side of the desk and he pulled up a series of pictures on his computer, drawings of naked men, erotic drawings of naked men, he told me that the phallus had been one of the main subject matters for years, centuries, and that he collected drawings, some were from his students and wanted to know if he could keep mine in his collection. While he talked the drawing on the screen was a man's penis in full erection, laying on his back, he said it was a piece commemorating the Paris piece the Origin of the World.

    We talked for a while, standing there with that drawing on his screen, asking me what I would have done differently, that the drawing was done by one of his students several years ago and he was the subject. He wanted me to study the drawings and he passed me a thumb drive and told me to go home and study them and ask myself how I would have done differently and we could discuss that on another day.

    There were a couple of hundred drawings, and I kept going back to the one he said he was the subject, anatomic drawings of naked men and their phallus. I masturbated to the drawings. When I went back he asked me if I wanted to get better at my chosen expression. My first session was the two of us alone, he lay nude on a couch and I drew him head to foot. The next he stood and the third he told me to focus only on his phallus, he used his hand to get himself semi erect and after sometime he critiqued me and asked for more expression, to imagine myself about to take that phallus in my mouth and savor it, to give it life.

    For sure my drawings were never of the quality of the ones he collected, or the ones of some of his other students. But he had me savor his phallus and to pose for him as he drew me, to use me as a model for some of his other chosen students. Some of his students were in graduate school and others were new like me. He invited me to a party, it was an open robe party, we wore nothing but little open robes that didn't quite reach far enough down to cover us and we had a boy on boy Roman night. Some of the guys that were there were well experienced and some of us were new to the party but in the end everyone was encouraged to get together and enjoy the company.

    Although I had savored the professor, when it came time to savor a graduate student from Honduras I had to take control of myself and just do it. The more I did it the more I liked it and I ended up being his companion for the party. I draw for fun, it is an ice breaker to have a young man pose for me, I am not quality but I do a good enough job to help break the ice. My professor let me keep the thumb drive and I have that collection and others stored away for those nights when I need to be alone with my art form. I share some of my drawings with my old professor and he critiques them and his advise is always the same, think of your subject as you are approaching him and you are about to take him into your mouth, what do you see? Draw that image, the image that is in your head.

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    # 41723 - by Anonymous
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