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100% Anonymous

NOV 19, 2024

 

Thank you good boy for noticing my last week’s confession! I am on my knees, what now?

*Reply is heard on the podcast.  ;)
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I often listen to your show with EarPods in while laying in bed early morning.  
My wife got really frisky and started to stroke my cock.  
I climbed on and started fucking her all while still listening to the show.  
You guys were chatting it up while I was pounding away and my wife had no idea just thought I had music on.  
I found it extremely hot and actually was surprised.  
Not really sure if I was thinking I was in the studio in the back ground or what but we had great sex for what seemed like almost the whole podcast and finished with a bang all while listening, and retaining the podcast.  
Now I’ve confessed this twice, to her right after and now the world !

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“My girlfriend recently asked if I would be open to locking my cock in a cage.
At first, I was apprehensive, unsure of what this would mean for our relationship and my own sense of control.
But after a lot of thought, I agreed to give it a try.
Now, seven months in, I can honestly say it has changed my life in ways I never could have predicted.

When she first locked me up, there was an overwhelming feeling of vulnerability.
Suddenly, I was no longer in control of my own pleasure.
She had the power to decide when—or if—I could get hard, masturbate, or make love to her.
The sensation of surrendering that part of myself felt intense, almost overwhelming.
But over time, I started to find a kind of freedom in this new dynamic.

Initially, it was difficult to adjust.
There were moments when the cage felt like a constant Irritation but it’s added an increased level of intimacy, trust and surrender.

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Had a fabulous time last week down south.  
We partied, some took advantage of the clothing optional portion, myself, I decided to skinny dip in the ocean briefly before a wave knocked me over and took my sunglasses for good.  
My favourite was likely the Jungle party and the pink party.  
Both were over at the sister resort, and in the middle of the party was a pool with about knee high water, and foam machines that occasionally were turned on to generate more foam.  
We danced like teenagers in the foam.  
Now, while we did not see the supposed sex in the bathrooms (I kept going back, either to see, or might have been the beer I kept consuming), I did manage to have some random girl grab my junk as I walked by.  
I guess being willing to wear thong bathing suits does have it's advantages.

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NOV 12, 2024

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​My confession comes from Sue’s Halloween party:

I’ve always been *blessed* in the chest area, and decided for the party to stuff my 44H breasts into a corset as part of my costume. As this was a duckling event, there were little rubber duckies among the decorations.

When we were told the hostess didn’t want to take them home, a friend grabbed a few & told me to put them in my corset, where they promptly disappeared into my cleavage.

So, we put a couple more in, and again they were hidden by the cleavage. Then, we decided it would be really funny to see how many would fit. I think there were about a dozen in there when my boyfriend (who had been out smoking) noticed my corset was getting lumpy, but nothing could have prepared him for 17(!) rubber ducks spilling out when he helped me out of my corset later.
I guess L was right when she said I should have tied it tighter.

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A number of years ago before we both got married my friend and I were at a Mexican resort for the week.

We decided to bet to see who picked up the most and got laid by the end of the week.
She stared off with the two Mexican bartenders.

I met some golfers from Ohio and mentioned the bet. They offered to help me win. I did the foursome.

Then we told the bet to some women we met at the club one night and they brought back a few guys to the dark alcove near the pool. We did those guys together. We agreed that we tied -especially after the mentioned girls joined us in a girl-only “pillow fight” the day before we left.

We swore each other to secrecy and Our husbands have no idea. Just sharing it here. However it’s my favourite spank bank memory.

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My first introduction to anything remotely sexual? Well, brace yourself—it was stumbling upon Simpsons porn when I was younger. Yeah, I know, pretty wild, right? I’m older now, but that early experience must’ve planted some kind of seed because even today, traditional porn just doesn’t hit the same.

Give me cartoons or hentai, and I’m in my element. Whether it’s something as classic as The Simpsons or more niche like Pokémon, Dragon Ball, or even Steven Universe, there’s just something about the animated world that sparks my interest. Maybe it’s the nerd girl stereotype living rent-free in my head, but honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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Confession Corner: As a petite woman, standing 5'1" and weighing around 110 pounds, I’ve always found the idea of being swept off my feet—literally—irresistibly alluring. There’s just something about being in the embrace of a much larger man, especially someone tipping the scale at 250 pounds or more, that makes my heart race. And if we're talking about a guy over 300 pounds? Let’s just say I’d be more than a little weak at the knees.

There’s an electric thrill in feeling so small and secure, yet completely at his mercy, moving from one passionate position to another. It’s a dynamic that sparks a primal energy. Maybe it’s no surprise that when I'm watching football, my mind sometimes drifts to the idea of those powerful linemen taking control—a fantasy fueled by their sheer size and strength.

The largest partner I’ve been with? He clocked in around 290 pounds and, coincidentally, was a college football player from my alma mater. Let’s just say those muscles weren’t just for show.

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NOV 5, 2024

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I am so disappointed at John. I waited every week for him to say "GET ON YOUR KNEES".... Why did you have to change it? He said it every week and flooded my basement. Please!! I want to get on my knees and.... apparently swallowing is good for me.

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My husband and I are into swinging, kink, anything and everything sex.
Recently we went to a club where there is a female gloryhole.
Lay on the table, curtain across the hips so I can’t see who is coming up to me
First guy went down on me and I squirted and drowned me, him and the floor.
He steps aside and my husband hands out condoms and I took 7 one after the other while an audience watched.
Hands down the most sex fun I’ve had
The audience cheered at my squirting haha!


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“Alright, confession time: a few years back, I dated an artist. And when I say artist, I mean this man treated my body like a canvas and every touch, every move, like it was a brushstroke.
He had this way of making every moment feel intentional—he would pause, really look at me, as if he were deciding where to bite or where to let his fingers trace next.
It was this beautifully slow build, like he was orchestrating a symphony, letting the anticipation grow until I was completely caught up in it.

Each touch, each kiss, was a masterpiece in the making.
Calculated, patient, and deliciously drawn out.
He wasn’t just in it; he was creating an experience, something that stayed with me long after.
Now? Anything less feels like comparing a paint-by-numbers kit to the Mona Lisa. I’m ruined for anything but art.”

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My girlfriend has a sex date with a couple tonight.   I am staying home.    I can’t even begin to tell you how much this is exciting me!     I cannot wait to hear every detail.

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“After separating from my first husband in 2016, I found myself on Tinder, where I met someone who would open up an entirely new world to me: the swinging lifestyle. One night, he invited me to a club in Chicago—a spot I’d only heard whispers about. It was tucked away on an unassuming street, with no sign, just a discrete door that led inside.

We walked through an almost hidden entrance, paid our fee, and were led down to a stylish lounge area, the air thick with anticipation. People were mingling, laughing, a few exchanging glances that told stories without words. My heart raced as we slipped through the bar and made our way to the locker room to change, the vibe shifting from social to sensual in an instant.

When we entered the play area, it felt like stepping into another world—dim lighting, laughter, and a gentle hum of pleasure in the air. There was a spacious group room where the energy was high, a few private rooms where only muffled sounds hinted at what was happening inside, and an area for those who preferred to be a bit more discreet. We started off playing together, and soon after, a couple approached us, sparks flew, and we found ourselves exploring each other in ways I’d never imagined.

The rest, as they say, is history. That night in Chicago introduced me to a lifestyle that’s become a part of who I am, and I’ve never looked back.”

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OCT 29, 2024

I've always had a little thrill for mystery, but there's something about the forbidden that gets me even more. There was this one night, under the dim lights, where I caught someone's eyes across the room. The connection was instant, electrifying. Neither of us said a word as the space between us disappeared, and every second felt like a dare. That night, boundaries blurred and restraint was lost, all wrapped in an unspoken promise to never speak of it again. And yet... I can't stop thinking about it."

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I’ve always fantasized about being fucked with a strap on. I don’t know if this is about having sex with another woman, or just being able to choose size, colour, and how long I want it to last. ‍♀️ It’s definitely one of my most frequent RedTube searches.

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I text my husband throughout the day - images of what awaits him when he gets home plus what I am granting him explicitly the opportunity to do to me/with me.  I open the door with a flourish with nothing but a smile.  No touch - only look.  We never make it to dinner .
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I’ve gotten way too kinky in some very public places…fingers deep in a booth at Brigadier’s Pump, on a St Lawrence River tour boat, in the water at Lac Phillipe and more.  Oh, and there’s the blowjob with my back leaning against the outside of the Chateau Laurier parking garage. Never enough to get arrested or be visible to people who don’t want to see it, but enough to be great dirty (and thrilling) fun.

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I like outdoor sex!  We were almost caught on the top of the mountain in Penticton and we were caught on the beach in Cuba!  There is something about being naked outdoors getting freaky!

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I’d like to share my most embarrassing sexual experience with you so that maybe I can finally move on.
I was on my period so I told my partner we can make out but no p in v.
After some heavy petting and some rubbing with his larger than usual member, I decided I didn’t care and went to take out my tampon.
Come to find out the petting had pushed it in too far for me to recover!!
I reached, I bended, I cried in frustration, I even tried using my toothbrush!!
I ended up having to get him to help me get it out while I was hiding in the shower and he just reached in with his arm.
He wasn’t grossed out at all but 15 years later, I’m still mortified!
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I earned my nickname Coatcheck Kimmy because after a night of tequila shots and flirting, I ended up in an abandoned coat check room with a bouncer where I proceeded to “blow” his mind!  

To this day if I start drinking tequila my closest girlfriends all
Say it’s going to be a coat check Kimmy night!
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Both a confession and a question ...  
I went to a strip club recently and the woman working there put her pussy right in my face during a lap dance.  She stood on the couch where I sat and gently pushed her naked pussy into me.   I ended up fingering her while licking her clit and (she says!) making her come.  That's my confession ...  

My question is how safe is unprotected oral sex?  Both giving and receiving for both men and women.

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OCT 21, 2024

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So, I have a confession, and it’s a weird one. You know how most straight women fantasize about hot guys? Yeah, well, my brain decided to take a detour. It’s not just hot guys that get me all worked up—it’s hot gay guys. Yep, you heard that right. I’m straight, but for some reason, watching two (or more!) dudes getting it on has me hooked. Like, who knew gay porn would unlock my inner freak?

At first, I thought, “Am I broken? Is this… allowed?” But honestly, it’s like watching this raw, no-holds-barred, testosterone-fueled ballet, and I get a front-row seat. I don’t know what that says about me, but hey, fantasies don’t have to make sense, right? So there I am, watching two guys go at it, and I’m thinking, “Should I be concerned about this, or should I just grab the popcorn?”

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I was sent to the supermarket to buy one item of my choice & return to the house.
So I bought 2 items. This really angered my partner.
My partner threw the second item in the garbage & demanded I strip, bend over the couch arm offering my ass.
The tap (as it turned out to be the cold) was run in the kitchen & to my delight I was beaten with one of the wet leeks.
The stinging from the wet leek was delicious. And I squealed with delight.
If used I will share in a future episode more culinary adventures...

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I don't know how much you know about dog training. However there are these collars that provide an electric shock from a control.
During a session with my mistress one of these collars was attached around my erect manhood.
These devices feature two contact points & various setting to ensure commands are obeyed.
Once the device was active, I dressed & was taken to the Rocky Horror Picture Show at a local arts cinema.
From that point onwards, anytime someone says "damn it Janet" I was shocked.
The expectation was I had to endure in silence
On returning home, for being such. good boy & enduring in silence I was given a "treat" I was allowed to enjoy sitting at Mistresses feet
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The Gong as a Sex Toy.

A few years ago a girlfriend was bought a gong (a la Rank films or a temple) for her birthday gift.

What else do you buy the girl who has everything?

Later that same evening, the gong won! Certain parties were inspired to place their genitalia against the gong. The person behind the gong would hit gong firmly with the mallet.

The resulting vibrations & sounds aroused my & other genitalia.

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I’m not sure if I should submit this as a confession, or a question, but here goes…

My partner & I have been attending lifestyle events & parties for almost a year. In that time, I haven’t really played with anyone, or met anyone I was interested in pursuing. However, I have enjoyed watching his interactions with other women, from just flirting to impact scenes. I also have a recurring fantasy about watching him performing oral on another woman.

Is there a male equivalent to hot wife? Because that may be what I actually want.

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100% Anonymous: I know my guy has confessed something similar before, but Saturday night was too hot not to share.

We started out at a femme domme party where some bondage & electro play demos put us in the mood. Back at his place I gave him the options “handcuffs, headboard, or top of your head?” He seemed nervous but intrigued when he answered “my head”.

I had him stand and reminded him of the rules- hands on your head. if you move them, I stop. Then I brought out my magic wand vibrator. With him standing I could run it head to toes, front & back, and do a little reach around before focusing on his package.

When I noticed him starting to wobble, I set the wand aside & took his cock into my mouth. After a couple minutes, I looked up to see how he was enjoying it, and caught him trying to get his hand back on the top of his head. He sputtered he was sorry & he could put it back, but a domme must be firm, so I told him his turn was done and asked how he wanted to please me.

I assumed he’d start eating me out, usually his favourite. But he must have been miffed, so he bent me over the bed, using one hand to finger me while the other held the vibrator against my bum. Soon I was the one wobbling. He then instructed me to get on the bed, and I barely had the energy to flop down on my belly. He flipped me over, pulled my legs up around his waist, and started pounding me into the headboard. I tried to wrap my legs around to pull him in deeper, and he responded by grabbing the headboard to thrust harder until he came.

It was so intense he had barely dismounted when my Good Job giggles started.

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OCT 15, 2024

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Me and my girlfriend live by ourselves and she walks around the house naked or with minimal clothes and oh my it gets me rock hard everytime. Big shirt and thigh high socks are my favorite combo, but I always love when I can see her fully naked. I would get hard around her and she will catch me, touching me and telling me to be patient. To which leaves me wanting more and more of her body as I keep looking at her, slowly touching myself and fantasizing what is going to happen later. My oh my revealing clothes/her naked body turns me on everytime without fail.

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He came over to my place, and without hesitation, I dropped to my knees, ready to show him just how much I appreciated his presence.

Slowly, I teased every inch of his length with my lips, savoring the feel as I took him deeper until his tip touched the back of my throat.

I could feel myself getting lost in the moment, enjoying the way he fit perfectly in my mouth.

Even though he wasn’t the biggest, I adored how he filled me just right, making me gag as his thick tip hit all the right spots.

After a while, I asked if he wanted to be reminded of how tight I was compared to his fiancée.

Without saying a word, he pulled me into his lap. I straddled him, guiding him inside me, feeling the heat as I slid him through my soaked folds.

Slowly, I sank down onto him, gripping him tight with every inch as I ground against him, making sure I felt him deep inside.

For letting him use me like this, I begged for him to finish inside me one last time before he left. He gripped my hips, thrusting hard as he reached the edge, releasing his warm load deep inside. As we cleaned up, I smiled and wished him all the best in his new life with his soon-to-be wife.

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OCT 8

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I don't know if I would ever do it, but I'm dying to try.

Fuck licking.That's where the woman rides a man and another eats her out.And I've heard of it and it's, it's everybody makes up new words.But yes, you know, it's, it's been done for a while, but it should be fun.I always find you have to have be a certain size to get, you know, you know what I mean?

You've got Thunder thighs and you've got people there.It's really hard to get a tongue in when you, yeah, you're nodding because.Yeah, even even the most physically fit people, it's there's not a lot of room down there to fit that many things at once, right.

Yeah, and tongues aren't that long, you know, if they were longer, you know, you could have your head well.Mine is, but yeah, kinky confession #2 And this refers back to something we were talking about earlier in the show.This person writes, I love noisy sex, But between kids, my mother-in-law, visiting from India for months at a time and being close to our neighbors with open windows, it's a challenge to let loose.

Sex used to be very vocal.I'm talking moaning, screaming, shouting, like something out of a dirty movie, but with love.Now that our kids are old enough to start asking a lot of awkward questions about all the noise, I've had to tone things down.But every so often, I have to let myself go.

We head to the bathroom, my favorite private place in the house, and turn on the faucets full blast to make any noises.As it turns out, the feel of warm water running down my hands has become a real turn on.My fantasy involves screaming like a lion when I come.

I'm considering going to a swing club.I listen to this podcast and I've been thinking about trying one just so I can be as loud as I want.I think there's, you know, those, those Viagra commercials where you get that noise cancelling headphones and you give it to the kids, you know, maybe.

Little sound baffling on the walls doesn't hurt either.I'm in a sound proofed environment here and it's fairly affordable to do.It doesn't sound proof it knocks the sound down, but perhaps something to consider.Kinky confession #3 I love this.I love sniffing and stroking with sexy worn panties.

Love showing off what I've got with other panty pervs.I wash my clothes at the laundromat hoping to find one that has fallen out of a basket.I buy used panties online and I have an old girlfriend who will give me her used ones in exchange for new pairs in her size.I keep them in my pocket and knowing they are there keeps me semi hard all day.

I would trade, you know, old panties for new ones.I don't wear a lot of panties, but I do have a few.And the truth is, I go commando most of the time.But still, it would be fun, right?If you get these gorgeous silk panties and somebody's gonna give you new ones.Sure.Yeah.Yeah.

And I know women that made, you know, a decent amount of money at it.Oh, absolutely.That's, I mean, this is a huge thing with people.It really is.It's not as uncommon as some people might think.And yes, and more power to the women who are there selling their underwear.Kinky confession #4 Happy 100th episode.

Sue and John, thank you.Family and work commitments have kept us from our usual shenanigans, so we were determined to make up for lost time at a friend's cottage.Originally I had planned to wear a vibrator with the magnet to tour the farm before dinner, but that fell through and we could not figure out the remote and it was just too cold for my backup plan to christen the dock.

But we did manage to have some fun in the bunk beds that night.I thought my guy would have a goose egg from all the times he hit his head on the top bunk, but it's worth it to be told at breakfast the next day that multiple people in the next room we're listening in.Oh, that's fun.

And you know, in terms of space between beds and top bunk, but way to go.That's good to Chris and that.We have a lot of noisemakers listening into the show.We need to do more moaning, more moaning.Yes, absolutely.Our final kinky confession.

Again, our confessional on our website at Turned on podcast.com.We once took turns peeing on each other just to see what all the hype was about.When he exclaimed that my pee was a lot warmer than he thought it would be, it made me laugh, which made me pee harder, which made me laugh even harder.

So I peed harder still.And basically I drowned him.OK, important safety tip.Do not Yeah, I tried to explain that Yeah, yeah, you want Nobody wants to do CPR on you if you.Goggles, maybe a dive mask, a snorkel maybe in order.

First off, happy 100th this person writes.Hopefully this is a 100 episode worthy note.Well, so far so good.I'm a 50 year old male and within the last few years I've discovered that I'm bisexual.It took me a while to figure out owing to religious and generational trauma.

Regardless, once I told my wife of 1/4 of a century, she gave me nothing but her fullest support.Radon.Not to mention it's a huge turn on for her.Even better, well we finally had an MF experience that's male, male, female for those not familiar with that term.

Long story short, I received and gave oral to another man.And not to be too braggadocious, I did a damn good job.We all took turns with each other in every form possible.Ending in my wifes biggest fantasy DP double penetration.

It was an amazing experience that I will never forget no matter what happens in the future.Thank you for everything you both do for us loyal listeners.Hey, if we encourage that, that's the best.That's the best thing you could possibly tell us.Thank you so much.The 100th episode of turned on with Sue and John.