Ladies, unite! This category is dedicated to the secrets and desires of women.

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From forbidden lust to unbridled passion, share your most tantalizing and provocative stories of female sexuality and empowerment. Whether it's a steamy encounter with a best friend or a hidden desire for a stranger, this category is a safe space to explore and confess your innermost desires.

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There's nothing better than being comed-in by a man. I've never taken drugs but it's my heroin. I swear there must be a medication in it.

  • I have been divorced for twelve years now, and my son has been divorced for the last five. At the beginning of summer he was over at my house and the two of us got to talking, with both of us admitting that while we were not interetsed in becoming invlved in a serious relationship, how we certainly wouldn'y mind having some uncomplicated fun. Well, we joked about this and how maybe we should try something together. So we did. My son and I actually fucked and it was terrific! In fact, we fucked twice that day!
    I had never dreamed of doing anything like this with my own son, but there was just something so exciting and satisfying about this, of feeling my son's erction in my vagna and having him ejaculate in me. I hadn't enjoyed sex so much in years! He told me that it was the same for him.
    Now the two of fuck at least once a week and we both love it. Of course we are very discrete about javing added this to our mother-son relaionship, but with my son I can enjoy feeling like suh a whore!

    I am not slim but I am cute, I have glue green eyes and I have a pretty face. All my life boys have fallen for me. I grew up to have a largish bosom and good sized hips. My man friend says that I am 'woman' from head to toe. I like to please him, I like doing things for him. I had a hard time letting go in bed, I was pretty shy as a kid and in many ways I still am. He is my one and only, I have never been with another man and don't have any desires to do that either. If I die and I can say on my death bed only one man had my body then I will die happy. I really can't understand how women can let men just have sex with them. I don't do weird things, I am pretty conservative and I am strictly an on my back girl, play with me a little but when it comes to completing the act I want to be on my back with my man friend on top. I work in a construction company in the office. I can't believe how easy some of the women here are with the men who work here. They all seem to be jealous of me because my man friend is a man with money, at least as far as they are concerned. He really is just normal in his group of friends and he wants me to stop working and finish my college degree, he challenged me with a marriage proposal, they day I graduate I walk down the isle.

    My secret is that I read lots of romance novels and I get very turned on to seduction. If that part of the book is really steamy I can read it over and over again. I get very aroused and I sleep in my wet panties and I can get very wet. That's my only secret sex thing. My man friend does not know about this, I am prim and proper and would never do any of the things that the novels talk about, not even if I was a lost virgin in the desert and saved by the Sheik of Arabi.

  • As a Junior Accountant right after college I shared an office with a Senior Accountant, male, who was responsible for training me. I was alone in the city so he took me under his wing socially, and took care of me. I became his sweetheart employee and I became a woman with him. My life path was tied to his.

    Then his girlfriend from college showed up, she felt she had first rights to him so I should leave. He said fight for my place with him, don't let her win. Easier said than done, he enjoyed her and enjoyed me, he let her get in close and he held me close, he told her it was OK with him if she wanted to live with him and me.

    I tried to fight, to be assertive, to push her away but I failed and he accepted her back. My job became to hard to face and I resigned, leaving my job. I don't like being a quitter and a loser. She wants to be my friend, it is so hard for me to be ugly. I wish I had the confidence to just leave, but I can't. He says I am still his sweetheart, but he lets her live with us. I agree that he wants it both ways.

    When I was younger I had a babysitter who was around 50. He was a friend of the family and he would watch me every Saturday because my parents worked on that day. Thinking about it know I was perfectly save from him cause I found out way later that he had Erectile dysfunction so he couldn't really get at me you know, but he always did something for me on Saturday where he would let me watch him shave his face he was good looking for his age but the oddest thing that got me wet was just hearing him shave, the sound of his facial hair being cut by the lone razor blade I just loved that sound

  • My home life was Baptist, one brother, one sister both younger. I was in the ninth grade and a new boy liked me and insisted on sitting beside me at lunch, talk to me before the busses came to pick us up, show off to me in gym. The other girls helped him, pushing me into his arms. That's what happened when we went to a varsity basketball game. He came to the game and the girl beside me made room for him. Shoved up against him she took his arm ad put it around my waist. He took that as a yes and he pulled me close with his arm around me.

    At halftime we all went to the lady's room. He was waiting when I came out and my friend pushed me into him and said bye. His arm around my shoulder he walked me outside and stood me against the wall. He wanted a kiss, it was awkward, but he got a kiss. A door opened and a janitor exited ad he reached and caught the door before it closed, he pulled me in behind him. More kisses in the dark, my dress pulled up my panties pushed down and the onto the floor and I was the first girl in my grade to loose my virginity.

    I was his girlfriend, from then and forever. The rest of high school, lots of sex, we had sex like bunnies. He was very careful with me and we had all the dangerous days counted and he pulled out running his juice all over my stomach or my back. I got a promise ring, we were informally engaged, I was in love from my head to my toes. Then everything came to an end.

    His father was accused of helping commit fraud, he was incarcerated, his family was shamed and my parents prohibited any further relationship with him.

    I think of him, he never went to college and worked as a customer representative for the electric company. I went to college and married a boy I met there. But I never stopped loving him. I live in Dallas and he lives in my childhood home town. We don't talk or socialize, my high school friend keeps me posted. That's my sad story.