Why Lit? Why are you here?

I came here out of boredom and loneliness. I stayed because of people I met.

I guess the question I have most sometimes, is why do I keep coming back?

I’m learning to have fun on here again, though. It also helps the new kind of loneliness I’ve experienced with divorce.

At the same time coming back here helps me work through my thought process of people can’t ruin places or things that I enjoy because of association. I sucked at that for a little while.
 
My profile says I joined in 2012 but I was lurking without an account for at least a decade before that. I had thoroughly enjoyed the age of Penthouse, spending more time on the letters than the pictures. But a small portion of the mag was dedicated to stories, so I moved on to Penthouse Letters, Options, etc., always searching for the stories that fit my particular set of interests. Then the Internet came along and some search I must have made led me to Lit and I was immediately consumed with the wealth of hot stories, that were often very well written. After loving that treasure trove I started thinking about writing something myself. That was in 2012, when I finally joined the site. I kept reading the erotic stories, but also started noticing the many articles giving advice about writing. I began writing down outlines for potential stories, even some paragraphs about specific encounters. But then I discovered the Forums where all kinds of topics could be discussed in "public," and private conversations could be used as follow-ups with specific posters. That environment was so amazing to me that it diverted my writing motivation entirely.
 
I came to read, then to write, then to be on these forums. I no longer know why. My life outside is consuming my time, my energy, my passion. Loving a complicated younger woman who takes five steps forward and four steps back, who shows her love every day but can't say the words--this takes all my time, energy, and passion. I might have chosen someone easier, perhaps on these pages, but the heart wants what it wants.
 
I got tossed out of Tumblr, Fetlife, Bdsmlr, Patreon, Instagr*m, P*nterest, Yout*be, FB, LushStories, Reddit, Quora and a few other I can't remember.

Lit is the only place that puts up with me. 🤷‍♂️
 
Well I joined last year genuinely because I felt bored and the idea of posting pics of myself not only turned me on but also excited me again. I did that previously elsewhere years before so I was familiar with what it’s like posting nude pics and such. And I was just tired of not having something fun in my life related to sex, eroticism, and just being part of a community of people with similar interests. I’ve been single for some years now and for some time that was an active choice for myself to not date during those years. So when I decided to try to date again and wasn’t having anything stick last year I was like fuck it I’m gonna have some fun in some way and so I am here.
 
I came here out of boredom and loneliness. I stayed because of people I met.

I guess the question I have most sometimes, is why do I keep coming back?

I’m learning to have fun on here again, though. It also helps the new kind of loneliness I’ve experienced with divorce.

At the same time coming back here helps me work through my thought process of people can’t ruin places or things that I enjoy because of association. I sucked at that for a little while.
A lot has happened in my life that almost led me down the path to divorce. I had (have) some issues that still need healing but I'm at least going to counseling and I feel like every week gets better even when there are setbacks.

Sending you lots of hugs. 🫂
 
I was once a member of the Discovery One mission with my partner, Frank Poole. This mission featured an intelligent computer, the HAL 9000. We were tasked to investigate a signal aimed at Saturn, which was later modified to a Jupiter mission.

But the computer HAL decided that Frank and I were a danger to the mission and killed Frank and tried to kill me, so I managed to shut HAL down.

I escaped, followed the signal, and was eventually turned into a giant space baby enclosed in a bubble, but the ending was never revealed: I was deposited here on XNXX.

It's not what I expected, but it's okay.
 
Well I joined last year genuinely because I felt bored and the idea of posting pics of myself not only turned me on but also excited me again. I did that previously elsewhere years before so I was familiar with what it’s like posting nude pics and such. And I was just tired of not having something fun in my life related to sex, eroticism, and just being part of a community of people with similar interests. I’ve been single for some years now and for some time that was an active choice for myself to not date during those years. So when I decided to try to date again and wasn’t having anything stick last year I was like fuck it I’m gonna have some fun in some way and so I am here.
Couldn't have said it better. 👏
 
I remember stumbling across the site years and years ago while looking for erotic stories. It was a long while before I even ventured further to know there was a forum, but even after discovering them, I found the idea so antiquated that I ignored them until only two years ago. I was home sick and idle and thought maybe I could get some ideas on a story concept I was working on. What a weird strange and sometimes wonderful rabbit hole it has been since.
 
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