AllenWmsUSA
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My favorite thing is hearing people expose their secrets to me. You can pm me if you want, but extra points for public exposure.![]()
I've watched "The Notebook" - alone.
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My favorite thing is hearing people expose their secrets to me. You can pm me if you want, but extra points for public exposure.![]()

The $50,000 question, have you combined them all? Being ass fucked by more men than you can count while on a trip and thinking about a friend from lit? LOLI have too many!
1. I had incredible sex with my husband while thinking about a friend from Lit last night. He couldn't get off so I asked him to fuck my ass. He did. And he did.
2. I think I'm a little sex-crazed these last couple of years - I want sex all the time. I think about it all the time. I masturbate in my office at work. I'm out of control.
3. I took LSD way more times than I should have when I was a younger version of myself.
4. No one knows how many guys I've fucked. I don't even think I know.![]()
I wanted to have sex with both of my wife's sisters. (never did but her younger sister gave me some fantastic box shots)
I had an affair with our secretary because she said I wouldn't know what to do with a well woman. She retracted that statement!
I'm here on Lit because my wife and I haven't had sex in 12 years
I've been reading this thread and it's taken me a long time to share. My husband doesn't know this.
In college I sucked off his best friend while my boy friend went to the store. His friend showed up for the barbecue early and started flirting with me. I thought he was just a blow hard and called his bluff. I think he wouldn't have the nerve, but he had no reservations about it.
I once met a woman on craigslist in san francisco. Her name was Laura, and she advertised herself as a "princess", looking to be spoiled. I responded, and we exchanged some emails, photographs, and we made a date for an evening in the city.
I asked her to wear a good pair of heels (I swear, in another life I would be a shoe salesman, endlessly hard, caressing women's feet, maneuvering perfect heels, wedges, and flats into position, admiring their flawless pedicures, letting my hands linger too long...) a short dress, and her best lingerie. We met at a champagne bar in Union Square, and she promptly sat on my lap, whispering, "buy me something expensive". She was sultry, commanding, domineering. A Princess.
I spent about $500 on her that evening, hitting several restaurants and upscale bars throughout the city. From our first cab ride, wherein the driver watched me spread her legs and massage her pussy through a flimsy, mesh yellow thong through his rearview mirror, to my hotel room, where things got positively debaucherous, the night was sex.
We sat in Boulevard, an upscale, busy downtown restaurant, and she massaged my cock under the table with her bare foot as I confided decadent secrets and fantasies to her.
At a sushi counter, she whispered into my ear her desires to sit on my face, to smother me with her glistening, gushing pussy, to cum all over my face.
At another bar, I revealed that I would love to watch her fuck another man. She followed one man into the men's restroom only to discover that he was married and uninterested. Finally she settled on a group of intimidating, powerful young men. When I excused myself to use the restroom, I returned to find her sitting on one of their laps. I was suddenly totally embarrassed, and she smiled cruelly at me, motioning for me to join her. I sat down next to her, and watched as she leaned over my lap to whisper into another man's ear: "I want you to fuck me, in front of my boyfriend." She enjoyed pretending that I was a long-term boyfriend, and she reveled in the power she had over me.
Nonetheless, they declined.
Finally, we returned to my hotel. I worshipped first her heels, sucking on each stiletto as though it were a cock, then her feet, her perfectly toned, runners' legs, and finally I buried my face between her thighs. She forced me to lick and lap at her pussy until she had cum twice. Then, naked, she stood before me, commanded me to kneel before her, and masturbate. I came so quickly, all over her perfectly pedicured toes, exploding, squirting...so much cum....
She raised one foot gracefully to my mouth: "Lick it up."
And this was only the beginning of the evening.
I've watched "The Notebook" - alone.