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rosco rathbone said:We've been together ever since ontogeny recapitulated phylogeny in the womb and my right fetus-flipper turned into a right hand.

Netzach said:. (Once my SO blows you, I guess you're family, huh?)
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VelvetDarkness said:I met my Master, rather improbably, in Lit's chatroom. We emailed, texted and phoned before progressing to a meeting whuch was unplanned because I went to his town at short notice for work and sent a text on the offchance when I got there.
The first date was electric and the rest is history. God bless Lit![]()
Make the most of it. 
AOL chatroom when I was in middle school, haha. We became friends, talked all the time, and stayed in touch and then finally met. Now we've been dating for well over two years!
Yay for AOL chatrooms
So I finally tried a bdsm site, which I thought I was a dumb idea. I only talked to one person and we ended up bitching about the screwy email system at the site. We found out we were less than a hour from each other, so we met the next day in a Burger King parking lot. That was almost a year ago. We are trying to come up with a good first-meeting story to cover up the lame B.K. parking lot one, like maybe... we met while skydiving into a field of dildos. Actually, that's my private fantasy.At school - he used to stop outside on his motorbike - and I loved him even before he took his helmet off - even though I was only 13 at the time.
It was an all girl’s school and a sighting of the opposite sex was always met with a lewd display of disgusting excitement. When he took off his lid my friends all went wild, but I sat in silence my stomach turning summersaults. And then I said something stupid, like - 'I'm gonna marry him,' so my friends all told him I had a crush on him and I was too embarrassed to talk to him, and we never got to speak.
He got married, I got on with my life...and then, six years later, I was at the bar in a night club and when I turned around I found myself six inches from his face – he was even more gorgeous – I smiled at him, he smiled back, and in an all too short conversation, he told me he was no longer married. I had to tell him that I was with someone else (because he was standing right next to me) so he backed off.
I couldn't let him go again though, and a week later we moved in together.
It wasn't until after we had married that I realised just how well matched we were sexually. I don't know if that was just luck or if we were somehow drawn to each other.




Carlos and I have been friends for years. We first met when my ex, Mark, was ignoring me one afternoon in the pub. Carlos walked up to me and asked if he could chat me up while Mark watched the game and drank beers. Feeling slightly forgotten and more than a little irked, I indulged him and we had a wonderful conversation. We lost touch at one point later on when he went home to Germany to see family, but we tried to always at least keep up with the other online. Most recently he had heard through the grape vine that I was single again and going through a really hard time with things, so he started making sure to chat me up every chance he got. Its funny, we've lived (on and off) less than a mile from each other for four years and never in my wildest dreams did I ever think he was interested in me. Carlos is the sorta guy that has woman oozing off him- a real live romeo. I never even thought I could contend with the likes I've seen on his arm; large chested buxom starlet types. But here I am, in his heart and him in mine.... I wonder if its been this way all a long?
We both live in very small southern towns, where folks just don't talk about bdsm, kinks, lifestyles... sex.So I finally tried a bdsm site, which I thought I was a dumb idea. I only talked to one person and we ended up bitching about the screwy email system at the site. We found out we were less than a hour from each other, so we met the next day in a Burger King parking lot. That was almost a year ago. We are trying to come up with a good first-meeting story to cover up the lame B.K. parking lot one, like maybe... we met while skydiving into a field of dildos. Actually, that's my private fantasy.

It's mine. Please back away from it.LOL!
I like your private fantasy!
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It's mine. Please back away from it.
Stop rolling in my dildo field.
