Sex Fantasies

Sex Confessions

The sexual experiences you wonder about most (sex with a celeb! a pro athlete! a ... fireman?) explained by very satisfied women.

*Some names have been changed.



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Sex With a Fireman

"I bumped into an old friend one day and he mentioned he was a fireman. That didn't do anything for me, but as we started spending time together and he told me about the brave things he did on the job, I got excited. I figured anyone who would willingly run into a burning building had to be fearless in bed. Whenever I would hear a siren, I'd think, Wouldn't it be fun to be rescued by my fireman? I'd imagine him sweeping me into his arms and whisking me away from danger and right into the bedroom-the whole Harlequin romance bit. When I'd see him in his uniform, it would take all of my restraint not to tear it off him. Finally, one night after dinner we went back to my place and I did. While we haven't had sex in the firehouse, I was right about him being open-nothing is off-limits. Even better: He loves working hard to make sure I am satisfied." -- Lena, 28

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Sex With a Male Model

Once I was out with friends at a party when this gorgeous man came up to me, said hi, told me his name and kissed me on the lips. I was shocked but flattered. We went on a date the next night, and I found out he was an underwear model. It took three months before we had sex because I was nervous that he'd be out of my league, with freaky tricks that he'd picked up in his decadent line of work. In reality, the sex was good, but nothing out of the ordinary. What made being with him amazing was that his body was flawless-muscular and smooth, even though he didn't shave or wax. Eventually, though, I admitted to myself that we didn't have much in common. Pretty good sex wasn't, well, good enough." -- Stephanie, 31



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Sex With a Celebrity

"I'm not into celebrities; I think they're arrogant, and they assume that the world revolves around them. Not a turn-on. But when I met this well-known rapper, I felt an instant attraction, and it was mutual. We began scandalously hooking up all over New York City-a hotel near the recording studio, his fancy apartment, the backseat of his car. Such a cliché, but I was having a blast. There were problems, though. Determined not to wind up a lyric in a song, I was hypervigilant about not accepting money for things like cab rides home. I never dressed up, carried designer bags or did anything that would make me seem like a video girl. Also, I hated telling the doorman who I was there to see because I knew he was thinking, Oh, another groupie. The biggest problem, however, was that my opinion of celebs turned out to be true. He was a totally selfish lover. Hands behind his head during oral sex on him, no oral sex on me. I felt as if he believed that the thought of his fame alone would help me have an orgasm. It did not." -- Alicia,* 34

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Sex With a Much Older Man

"Edward was smart, handsome and the best dresser I think I've ever met. He was also 30 years my senior. We always flirted mercilessly at work conferences, but it was years before we actually hooked up. One night after a dinner, he said, 'I think I should spend the night.' I replied, 'OK.' It was good at first. Then he took off his clothes, and although he was in good shape, it was like that "Sex and the City" episode when Samantha almost sleeps with a 'senior.' Edward's chest hair was gray, his skin was thin and saggy and his bum was not quite as high as I'm sure it once was. But I quickly got past that-the sex was great. He was incredibly sweet and attentive, and tireless when it came to oral sex. Even if a lot of the sexual tension disappeared after the bow tie came off, I don't regret it-we both had a lot of fun." -- Jenny, 38

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Sex With a Pro Athlete

"My boyfriend is a martial arts fighter. He's in phenomenal shape: eight-pack abs, biceps like pythons, thighs that could crush steel. The first few times we hooked up, I could hardly relax because I kept thinking of how out of shape I was. Then one day we were in bed, and I was touching his stomach and commenting on how sexy it was. He put his hand on my belly and said, 'This is sexy to me. This is what I want to sleep next to.' That was just what I needed to hear to stop stressing and start enjoying myself. Because of his training, he has no limitations as far as positions or stamina. Plus, since he has to react quickly to opponents during a match, he is an expert at reading body language. I swear, he slows down, speeds up or changes angles by my breathing and expressions. Just wow." -- Dee, 31



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Sex With an Ob-Gyn

"I get asked a lot about my sex life because of my husband's job. People think he's either sex-crazed or so sick of staring at vaginas all day that he never wants it at all. The truth is, the sex is excellent, but not because he knows any special spots or moves. It's because he spends all day with women, so he's in tune with what I want and can communicate openly about intimate stuff. It was intimidating at first to have sex chats at breakfast, but it eventually became natural. Like one morning he mentioned lube, which I'd never thought about. We tried it that night, and all I can say is, what an incredible invention! He's taught me that being able to talk openly means you can do lots of other incredible things." -- Pam,* 28

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Sex With a Woman

"I date guys now, but back in college, I used to hook up with this one woman. With men, there are such major physical differences that it was interesting to be next to a body that was so familiar. Also, she was way more responsive to my feedback than a man had ever been. When I said, 'Kiss me here,' she listened. And yeah the oral sex was amazing. Even men who are pretty good sometimes forget to concentrate on the important area!" -- Jessica, 25

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Sex With an Eight-Incher

"A friend once told me that skinny guys are big, which is one reason I hooked up with this very thin dude who had a huge crush on me. When he took his boxers off, I saw he was at least eight inches long and two inches wide. I literally gulped. Once we got started I was into it-he could hit more spots than smaller guys. But it was a no-go when he began deep thrusting the way that men with that much junk shouldn't do. We tried again a few times after that night, but the sex was stabby-or boring because he was concentrating on not stabbing me. Bottom line: It doesn't matter how big a guy is if he doesn't know what to do with it." -Antoinette, 33

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