Your secret

Nobody else knew

My young sister seemed to develop her breasts suddenly while still a minor. I noticed them one Saturday when I leaned over the top of the stairs and saw her as a confident young woman. :devil:
Rather than frighten her with the bulge that had popped up in my trousers I walked over to a window and counted the few hours and minutes it would be until I would slip inside my girlfriend, a lithe woman with small tight breasts and tender nipples who was far more imaginative and energetic than my sister ever would be.
 
I 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. :D

4. No one knows how many guys I've fucked. I don't even think I know. :eek:
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? LOL
 
You may have noticed

I've posted some of these on other treads but since they are applicable in more than one place...

I find woman's bodies to be so much more appealing than men's in almost every way. So much so that I have wondered what it would be like to be a woman, but not a TG.
 
I know that my girlfriend loves me and tells me that she wants me. When we have sex she seems to enjoy herself and tells me she does...she even thanks me. But deep down I don't really believe that any woman on earth ever has or ever will find me attractive. Intellectually I know this is damage from my past.

But it doesn't make the feeling go away. In my mind I'll always be a mutant freak that women either disdain, manipulate or avoid. Honestly its like a curse. I doubt that anyone female reading this thread will even pause a moment on my post.
 
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

dump the bitch..there are so many better women out there and i too always wanted to bang my exes sisters.but she knew it and loved role playing it in bed..nothing like hearing your wife say stick it in my sisters ass..
 
my secret

My secrets? My wife doesn't know I post here. She doesn't know I write explicit sex stories for ladies who ask me for them. She doesn't know that I enjoy anal stimulation whilst I masturbate. She doesn't know that I am looking for online fun and games.
 
I quite fancy my cousin's husband who's a friend of my husband and when they went out for beers a few weeks ago they told me that the bar maids in a particular pub were very attractive and that they'd happily have done them both in a mini orgy. It really turned me on despite pretending to be aghast. Was wet after that.
 
A little secret

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.
 
my secret

In addition to my earlier post, my wife and I also have a joint secret. She enjoys it when I restrain her to make her helpless and then slowly play her like a fine violin until she achieves a massive orgasm. Our friends have no idea.
 
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.


Any more cheating since then?
 
There's a Litster that I would like to strip naked, pin to the bed, and fuck, long and hard, until we're nothing but a sweaty mass of bodies too tired to move.
 
my contribution.

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.
 
A secret? I have what I like to call the "Kiss of Sex."

Every woman I've ever kissed, I've slept with. Even if they weren't going to sleep with me beforehand.
 
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.

This was a hot read. Thanks.
 
TeresaAnna, I've read the whole thread, and it is one of the hotter ones I've ever followed on here. Good going for a newbie such as yourself. My secret: I've never really told anyone, but since my divorce, I "dated" an older woman for about 3 years. I never knew her exact age, but think she was in her early 70's. I think she was probably about 18 years older than me. She had three kids, all older than me. I've never enjoyed a sexual relationship with a woman more. She loved to fuck whenever i wanted to. She was happy to wear whatever I asked her to wear or not wear. She still had beautiful tits and a nice round ass. She loved to have her tits sucked on for a long time, and to fuck in any position. She played with my cock constantly. She was a very patient, kind, and helpful woman. And I was welcome to take off some or all of my clothes as soon as I walked in her house. I broke things off for complicated reasons, but I have missed her a lot ever since.
 
When I was 25, I chatted online and met an older woman; 55 years old. We met in a park, exchanged a big hug and sat chatting on a bench for a few minutes gently touching each other as we chatted. I found her attractive; thin, short hair, glasses.

We were both rather excited by this point, and retired to her house nearby. As we kissed and fondled on her bed, I found myself all at once a tiny bit creeped out by the age difference, yet at the same time, extremely excited at the prospect of consumating this union.

After fellating her for a while, she jumped up and went to her closet. She came back to the bed with some odd belted contraption that I soon realized was a strap-on dildo. She asked if I'd ever tried using one and if I was willing to. I had not, and at that point, as horny as I was, I would have tried most anything.

Luckily it was a relatively small, thin dildo and not an elephant dong like you see in porn.

She had me lean over the edge of the bed as she massaged my ass, lubricating my tight hole and slipping her fingers inside. I believe that was my first real anal stimulation, and I was enthralled at the amazing sensations. After playing for a while with her fingers, penetrating me slowly, she sidled up behind me and began to press the dildo against my tight hole. At first I resisted, somewhat involuntarily, then yielded to the pressure and felt it slide into me slowly. She fucked me gently for what was probably a short time, but what felt like longer. I melted. I loved how it felt to be penetrated, I loved how it felt to submit myself so openly to someone, I loved how it made me come like a rocket.

Since that night, I've often fantasized about how a real cock might feel inside me.
 
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