Welcome to "It Was Disgusting" - a realm of revolting tales and stomach-churning confessions. Do you have a story that's too gross to share with anyone else? Did you accidentally poop your pants in public, or throw up all over your date's shoes? This is the place to let it all out.

From the macabre to the downright repulsive, we want to hear your grossest, most gruesome confessions. Did you eat something that made you sick, or witness something so disgusting it made you want to vomit? Share your stories of bodily fluids, odors, and other nauseating experiences.

No holds barred, no judgment. This is the place to let it all hang out - or up, if that's more appropriate. So if you've got a tale of the truly gross, come on in and confess. We promise not to judge - but we can't promise not to be a little bit grossed out ourselves.

If you or someone else got totally grossed out, we want to hear about it!

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# 39544 - by Anonymous

- The Gross and the Gruesome -

Straight Female / 32

New Years Eve Groping!

Me and my husband go to casinos and events all the time on the Vegas strip. We live close by.
We wanted to see the fireworks from the strip. It's something we do every year.

We like the view at the Bellagio. This time, though it was packed. Everyone was drunk and the strip was closed down for the block party. It was such a good time leading up to the fireworks.

The spot we found was perfect and I kid you not, you could not move without bumping into someone there.
I was dressed nice in my low cut, leopard dress. I was wearing pumps and my skirt came down about mid-thigh.
My husband loves me to wear garters so I did have a pair on clipped to my stockings.
While we were waiting, I lifted my skirt to give him a peek. He was really excited and started hugging me.
He does this sometimes when he's trying to grab my ass. I had to keep slapping his hand. I told him to wait till later.

Well the fireworks show started and it was so exciting. The load explosions and the flashing lights made my heart pound. My husband puts his arm around me and plants a big kiss on my lips as I feel his hand reach down and cup my ass. He is still kissing me so I can't yell at him. I know there's some guys standing right behind us and I don't want to give them a free show. I reach back and move his hand. He starts laughing and moves his hand back on my hip.
A few minutes later his hand is back on my rear but he starts rubbing my lower hip and lifts my skirt up a bit, but I tell him to behave before he can get too far. This goes on for a few minutes. I do let him get away with more and more each time but when he pinched my ass, I accidentally slapped him on the nose. I could tell his feelings were hurt.

Now it's been about twenty to thirty minutes of intense fireworks and load cheering. My husband seemed a little bummed but I was going to make it up to him later. I was starting to feel guilty so when I felt his hand start going up my skirt, I didn't stop him. It was pretty dark and was pretty sure that if anyone was looking, they couldn't see anything. So he is rubbing my ass, really playing my crack. I was pretty wet by then and was hoping he would stop before I got too aroused. It was nice but a little frantic. His hand was getting caught on my garter straps, so he unsnapped one side. I closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling. It was really exciting. Next, his hand traced up my hip and paused on my panty waistline. I could feel him sliding his fingers under my panties. I tried to say something to him but he was not looking at me. He was looking up, like he was ignoring me. Maybe he was testing me to see if I would stop him.

With one good push, he had my panties down past my ass cheeks and my skirt dropped in place covering the action. Good. I was worried about that. While the skirt fabric was still settling over my now, bare ass, his fingers slipped into me. It was like getting hit by lighting. I could feel and actually hear the slapping as my pussy was getting finger fucked. For some reason, his fingers felt bigger and rougher. He hits my ass so hard that I can feel my butt cheeks parting with every strike. It was like getting spanked and fucked at the same time. I was holding on to my purse with one hand and my phone with the other. I was originally trying to get a video of the fireworks but I could not hold the phone steady. I can't believe that this is happening. I look over but my husband is still looking up. I wanted to see what had come over him.

As I'm staring at him, I notice something is wrong. I'm getting bumped forwards and have to push back to keep from falling forward. He looks like he's not moving. It takes a couple of seconds to realize that he can't be fingering me and stand so still. My body suddenly goes rigid and I squeeze my thighs together by instinct. I feel that hand start to pull out but he gets snagged in my panties. I was paralyzed until his hand pulled free. I reached back and felt a guys body right behind me. He was so close that I stepped back on his foot. It was a middle-aged black guy. I couldn't see him very well except from the light from the fireworks. He was zipping up his pants and looking guilty. There were some other guys with him but I couldn't see anything. They sort of melted away into the crowd. I yelled at the guy and my husband turns around at the same time looking surprised.

When he asked me what was wrong, I told him that a guy had grabbed my ass. He asked me if I was alright. I told him I was but I didn't tell him what else had happened. I was really ashamed. At the time, I felt it was my fault.
I couldn't believe how stupid I had been. It only made me feel even more angry when he said, "See, I'm not the only one that wanted to feel your ass."

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# 39446 - by Anonymous

- The Gross and the Gruesome -

Straight Female / 28

This is a complaint not a confession.

I met my husband at work. He is a bit older than me, ten years. He is an engineer and I worked in Human Resources. When I met him I was 25 and I was unable to resist and I got into a love affair with him. It felt like we fucked every day, but of course we didn't. I learned that he had a daughter, who was then 12. He never married her mother.

I turned 27 and I found myself pregnant. Bad timing, or as I have been accused, subconsciously wanting it. Either way, we got married. So here is my complaint.

His daughter's mother is 30, the girl is 14 now. They didn't get married because of her age. She is a college graduate, and makes more money than me. Yet he supports her completely. He pays for her house, for her car, for her clothes, for her food, for everything. He supports her completely, she has credit cards that he pays, what she does with her money I don't know because he pays for everything.

I am married three months, and I know he goes by to check on her, but this was a Saturday and he goes over there and he comes back and he is nervous and all and I start questioning him and he admits that he fucked her. He always fucks her, he never stopped fucking her. He fucked her while we were dating. He comes home and admits to me that he was over at her place fucking her. He admits that he loves to fuck her, that he fucks me but it is not the same, it's when he fucks her he feels good. She gets fucked more than I do.

And there is more, turns out that she is on all of his beneficiary claims. I am married, I am pregnant, and she is the beneficiary of his life insurance, his savings accounts, everything including 401k. Because, get this, she is the 'rightful wife'. And as the rightful wife she has instructions to look after me if something happens to him. But she is the rightful wife and she is the executrix on his will.

Now, you would think that it is all out in the open and that I committed the worst mistake of my life. But no, there is more. The rightful wife is jealous that the new wife is pregnant, she wants a baby too. When she found out I was pregnant she threw away all her precautions and is fucking like crazy to get pregnant. She is also lobbying to get together, to live together. Because, even while I was dating, he always practically lived with her, he has clothes over there, shoes, tools, food in the refrigerator, his side of the bed. His apartment was just that, an apartment. No wonder it was such a depressing place, because he was going over there, fucking the shit out of her, and she was making the bed and fixing him breakfast, because, you got it, she is the RIGHTFUL WIFE.

And now the rightful wife wants to live together. She is jealous as shit, she is getting pregnant and she is asserting her claim on him, and I have no choice other than to leave or put up with her and give into her place as the rightful wife, new baby and all.

I thought I could handle the baggage of his 14 year old daughter, who is sweet and caring and understanding. I was never told that his baggage included her mother. And I have been advised to stay married till after the baby was born. Walking around in my nightgown in the morning with my newborn and sitting at the breakfast table with her in her pijamas and her smile because she is oh so happy now with her news and how neat it is that we are going to have babies together. YUK, I don't like her house and I don't like living here. And her stupid pregnancy.

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# 39420 - by Anonymous

- The Gross and the Gruesome -

Straight Female / 47

UNATTRACTIVE SON OF A B****, HE WASN'T MY FIRST HE WASN'T MY LAST, HE WASN'T MY EVERYTHING. HE FEELS GUILTY WHEN HE MASTURBATES, NOW YOU LISTEN TO ME, WE BOTH MET AT SCHOOL AND GOT HONORS AND IF YOU PULL ANYTHING F***** UP OR FUNNY THEY WILL F****** WELL KILL YOU YOURSELF. I HATE THEM, CHUCK NO SHEEN AND CHRIS TICKER IN MONEY TALKS. IT WASN'T AN AFFAIR HE RAPED ME. YOU DON'T KNOW WHO YOUR MESSING WITH, HOW FAR BECK DO WE HAVE TO GO, REDLIGHT, GRUNT LIGHT? PICKY POOP? WE NOT BOYS MAN. I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS WITH YOUR BASEBALL BAT IN THE FUCKER COLD IN THEIR THAT FREEZE CHOPPPER â€“ JAIL CHOPPER ERIC BANNA. gheto fabulas, rich piece of pussy, hustler. you hustling son of rich bitch. that is not ride, now that is a ride, that is there ride. fucked up suit. film words can kill, there are people here slapping each others brothers around ozzzie ass and Argon and royal wedding half and half cheese dick dips.

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# 39402 - by Anonymous

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Bi-Sexual Male / 35

Finally found a woman who was willing to tie me up in my rubber bodybag, after years of looking. There was a condition though, which I found hard at first....almost called it off....but she waited until I was trussed up in the bag, and she had been wanking me furiously for an hour or more, not allowing me to come, very skillfully. When I was at my wits' end she broke it to me that she was either going to untie me and leave, or she was going to defecate IN the bag, before retying the neck under my feet! I was so aroused I agreed fairly quickly. So she untied the neck, under my feet, and arranged me on the floor, still tied at waist and neck, with my legs up on the sofa, then she produced a shit-storm of diahorrea, that seemed to go on for ever! Now this was a very overweight lady, and she must have been saving it! She also peed copiously at the same time, then retied the bag under my feet, and undid the rope at my waist, allowing the flood to run all the way to my neck! She then loosened the rope there, and suddenly I was drowning in the mess! She rolled me around on the floor until I was coated head to toe, then retied everything as before, and resumed her incredibly intense wanking! My nausea subsided as arousal overwhelmed me again, and so we carried on like this, for the entire day, and never once did I get to come! I had never experienced such arousal, and the mess I was in seemed to recede in importance. When I finally came, I nearly passed out with the intensity of it, only to discover that I stayed fully erect! It dawned on me she must have slipped some Viagra into my food or drink, earlier! So the wanking went on, driving me insane! Then she broke it to me she was ready to go again, and did so, adding a scary amount of the "mix" to the contents of the rubber bag. Now marinating in waste products, from both of us by now, the agonizing ecstasy continued for two more even more wicked orgasms! Then she zipped me away back inside the bag, and gathering me to her ample bosom, went to sleep right there on the deep-pile carpet! When I woke, I was still erect, and the torment resumed, for most of the Sunday too! When she finally tired of the entertainment, she hauled me bodily into the bathroom,. and untied me in the shower, leaving me to finish releasing myself, and to clean up both my self and the bag, laboriously. When I was finally clean, I joined her in the sitting-room, and she said "So, whaddya think? Like that? The truth!" I sighed, and confessed that I thought the price had been worth it! So she demanded if this was going to be anything more than a one-night stand, and............I asked her to move in with me!

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# 39366 - by Anonymous

- The Gross and the Gruesome -

Straight Female / 37

This isn't funny or anything.

I got married to a man I met on a dating sight. We dated for over a year. I won't deny that I was desperate to get married, I was 32 and I wanted to start a family. As soon as I could I got started, and I had two girls back to back.

I got a call one afternoon at work. The person said he had to remain anonymous, but there was something I needed to know. He had contracted an STD, and that the person who had given it to him was my husband. It turned out I had the STD. My now ex-husband admitted that he was bi, and from time to time he would play around with another guy. He just liked being the girl sometimes. Not what you want to hear from a man.

I cannot release the image of my ex-husband with some black man (for some reason I always envisage a black man) fucking him. The man who called me sounded black.

I am healing. But it is not as easy as you think.

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# 39364 - by Anonymous

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