Anonymous Secrets Thread

[Touch_72]

More like be Able to not much of a squirter more of a dribble

Oh. I getcha. In the end, that's not really important as long as you and your partner enjoy things.

It's probably safer to dribble anyway. (I say that as I hear, "You'll shoot your eye out! You'll shoot your eye out!" echoing in my head... damn that movie.)

 

[matt8387]

Ahh what a wonderful movie. But it would be nice to be able to spray the come once in awhile lol

 

[Kudram123]

Female 40s. - Sexual blooper

While my husband and I were dating, he had mentioned a time or two that there was no way he'd feel comfortable farting in my presence unless we were married.

So one time as I'm giving him a blow job, he lets a fart out and I couldn't help but respond with...Was that a proposal?

 

[Kudram123]

And I also said I would share something of my own, not really sexual though, but relates to the dating scene.

A while back, I was talking to a girl, and she seemed just a bit too interested in an otherwise rather dull subject. So my mate poked me and mentioned I should do something with what was clearly a hint on her side.

Suddenly I realize he was right, and I vowed the next time I see her, I will ask her out. Allas, I do not see her again that night. But we frequent to place she works, so I figured next time!

Next time indeed, a few weeks later, I run into her. And try to pick up where we left off our previous conversation, its a bit weird... but I figured don't chicken out just ask her out. So I did, and she looks at me weird, and says her boyfriend wouldn't like that.

Oh well, I thought... and moved on.

An other week later, we go to the place again, I see her again, and ... agian.. wait? again? I double back, and guess what, she's not at two places at once. They are twins!

And I asked out the wrong twin.

Allas, I did not get a chance to ask out the right half of the twin, and it turned out, the place was getting new management the next day and all the staff got switched out. Never saw her again.

 

[RjThoughts]

Female 40s. - Sexual blooper

While my husband and I were dating, he had mentioned a time or two that there was no way he'd feel comfortable farting in my presence unless we were married.

So one time as I'm giving him a blow job, he lets a fart out and I couldn't help but respond with...Was that a proposal?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

 

[Cycliste]

http://www.holyjumbo.ca/figjam/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/carol1.jpg

 

[Kudram123]

F
I had contacted a crew member of a pretty well known band to request backstage passes to an upcoming concert. He jokingly responded, "That's no problem. Just email me a day before the show and we'll figure something out. A butt pic will help." He was genuinely pleasantly surprised when I obliged. And so started a flirtation through email for months. He would request pictures, and I would send them.

The night of the concert, things did not go as planned and I did not get backstage. I was completely crushed. At the hotel, I texted the crew member to tell him I was so upset with the way things happened. He kindly offered backstage passes for the next night in a town 3 hours away.

At this point, I am drunk enough to know what I am doing but feeling very good. My SIL who went with me was passed out in her bed. Our texting turned to flirting. He asked if I was going to do something in my bed since my SIL was passed out. I said yes. He then said, send me video or pics. Being drunk, I was very forward. "What do you want? I like to be controlled so tell me what you want." He said he wanted me on all fours with the video on my ass.

Being wordy, I continued the conversation down the road it was on. Discussing sex, desires, wants, needs, etc. Finally he said, "Quit texting. Get on all fours and video." I responded, "So demanding. You just made me so wet." So I did a video of me finger fucking myself and sent it. He responded with, "Jesus fuck that's hot. You are killing me with your whimpering. You are too good at this."

He told me he wanted another one. I did what I was told and sent it. He said "I am fucking rock hard. This is fun. Send me another one with you on your back and legs spread wide." I did as told while finger fucking myself. Then he said he wanted the ass angle again but he wanted me to end it with saying how much I wanted his cock. I did that one too.

Each time I came, I told him. Since my SIL was there, I had to be quiet so my orgasms weren't exactly noticeable. I came 5 times and we were doing the video thing for about an hour.

After the last video was sent he said "I bet you are the kind of girl that likes to be woke up in the middle of the night to be fucked." I responded, "Absolutely!" He ended the texting with "In a perfect world, he'd be waking me up in a hour just to do that."

It was so fucking hot being told what to do and then following through.

The next day, I drove 3 hours for the concert. This time things went as planned, and I got backstage.

Previously, the crew member talked about being very nervous meeting me because he was afraid something might happen. I assured him that I am just a naughty flirt but a very good girl. I have a whorish side with an angelic personality. I told him that people who know me would never guess this side of me.

When we met, the most we did was hug. We were very polite and well mannered as if two strangers with no other interaction meeting for the first time. At the end of the concert, he hugs me bye and hands me the set list of the night.

I texted him later to say "Thank you so much. A blast. I told you I'm a good girl. Shy, really." He said "was awesome meeting you. You were the perfect guest. Open invite anytime. Side note: You're quite the looker."
Since then, I have sent him several more pics and videos on his request. He has sent me things in return.

Before him, I had never sent anything to anyone. Not even to my husband (who still knows nothing of this interaction).

 

[Aquagal]

F
I had contacted a crew member of a pretty well known band to request backstage passes to an upcoming concert. He jokingly responded, "That's no problem. Just email me a day before the show and we'll figure something out. A butt pic will help." He was genuinely pleasantly surprised when I obliged. And so started a flirtation through email for months. He would request pictures, and I would send them.

The night of the concert, things did not go as planned and I did not get backstage. I was completely crushed. At the hotel, I texted the crew member to tell him I was so upset with the way things happened. He kindly offered backstage passes for the next night in a town 3 hours away.

At this point, I am drunk enough to know what I am doing but feeling very good. My SIL who went with me was passed out in her bed. Our texting turned to flirting. He asked if I was going to do something in my bed since my SIL was passed out. I said yes. He then said, send me video or pics. Being drunk, I was very forward. "What do you want? I like to be controlled so tell me what you want." He said he wanted me on all fours with the video on my ass.

Being wordy, I continued the conversation down the road it was on. Discussing sex, desires, wants, needs, etc. Finally he said, "Quit texting. Get on all fours and video." I responded, "So demanding. You just made me so wet." So I did a video of me finger fucking myself and sent it. He responded with, "Jesus fuck that's hot. You are killing me with your whimpering. You are too good at this."

He told me he wanted another one. I did what I was told and sent it. He said "I am fucking rock hard. This is fun. Send me another one with you on your back and legs spread wide." I did as told while finger fucking myself. Then he said he wanted the ass angle again but he wanted me to end it with saying how much I wanted his cock. I did that one too.

Each time I came, I told him. Since my SIL was there, I had to be quiet so my orgasms weren't exactly noticeable. I came 5 times and we were doing the video thing for about an hour.

After the last video was sent he said "I bet you are the kind of girl that likes to be woke up in the middle of the night to be fucked." I responded, "Absolutely!" He ended the texting with "In a perfect world, he'd be waking me up in a hour just to do that."

It was so fucking hot being told what to do and then following through.

The next day, I drove 3 hours for the concert. This time things went as planned, and I got backstage.

Previously, the crew member talked about being very nervous meeting me because he was afraid something might happen. I assured him that I am just a naughty flirt but a very good girl. I have a whorish side with an angelic personality. I told him that people who know me would never guess this side of me.

When we met, the most we did was hug. We were very polite and well mannered as if two strangers with no other interaction meeting for the first time. At the end of the concert, he hugs me bye and hands me the set list of the night.

I texted him later to say "Thank you so much. A blast. I told you I'm a good girl. Shy, really." He said "was awesome meeting you. You were the perfect guest. Open invite anytime. Side note: You're quite the looker."
Since then, I have sent him several more pics and videos on his request. He has sent me things in return.

Before him, I had never sent anything to anyone. Not even to my husband (who still knows nothing of this interaction).

I think the SIL was listening and peeking.

 

[Kudram123]

Just a reminder, the lines are still open!

 

[Kudram123]

How about an other Themed confession then?!

Has anyone ever taken lit to real life?
I myself have never gotten further then a simple meet and greet.

But I am sure there are those out there who went all the way!

I would love to post your secret confessions!

PM me please!
Or email me kudram123@gmail.com

I shall never share any info beyond posting in this thread, as per usual

 

[Kudram123]

40…ish Male

I don’t really know how I got sucked into the world of Lit. I started by writing, wandered to the Author’s Hangout until the narcissism was too much, and finally settled in the Playground. I’m really not sure if I can be considered a flirt. I do throw out plenty of innuendo, so it might come across as if I do. I certainly wasn’t expecting to meet or get involved with anyone here. It was just a way for me to pass the time and play the voyeur.

That sort of got turned upside down when I stumbled onto a thread and decided to be a nice guy. No innuendo, no sarcasm, just me being a decent guy without all the armor. I guess it was appreciated. Pretty soon I was invited into her inbox, then to IM, and then the phone. Months went by as we made time for each other. A family thing brought her across the country and within driving distance. It was an odd thing. After months of discussing what we wanted to do to each other, we came face to face in a hotel room.

I had a plan of being nice and smooth with plenty of foreplay. Turns out, I suck at foreplay. I’m not even sure if we kissed for ten seconds before she was flat on her back with me stripping off my clothes and telling her to do the same. Luckily, the anticipation and the drive to the hotel was enough for her to be aroused. A brief disclosure: I did check. I’m not a total dick, a decent one, but not a total one. This is where the smoothness of my plan went south. We were at the foot of the bed, I climbed between her legs, and the bed flipped up off the frame and damn near tossed us both on the floor.

I figured it was going to be clunky and awkward at first. Luckily, gravity and a cheap bed broke the ice for us. After a brief laugh, I tossed her further up the bed and hopped on. First times are usually rather quick affairs for me. I guess age and wisdom was on my side. I do admit I was trying to make a good first impression. Aiming for maybe twenty minutes, the next few hours were a bit of surprise. I’m not sure if I warned her if I was a biter, a nibbler, or a hair puller. I’m pretty sure I commented on the hair. And yes, I lied about being able to be gentle. I did try, but there’s just something about the way she pinched my nipples that didn’t allow for gentle. Unfortunately, we only had a few days to exhaust ourselves. I did my best to spend the entire time inside her. For a self-proclaimed insomniac, she slept way too much. I do regret not waking her up more. Well, that and a few things we’ll remedy the next time we meet.

 

[Kudram123]

I would urge more of you wonderful listers to share your story like the brave man above!

They don't all have to be this detailed, funny, or erotic. I'd love to share anything you are willing to submit!

 

[Kudram123]

Male

Everyone who I have met has been wonderful - through physical meeting, cybering, on the phone or on facebook.

I'd share more, but I think that some would see the details and I'm afraid that it would no longer be anonymous.

I've met litsters. I've slept with them. I've had phone sex and cyber sex with them. It's been a lot of fun.

 

[Kudram123]

Female -Late 20's

I've been reading stories on Lit for years. One day, I was reading and wondered who edited the stories. I browsed around, and found the Editor's page, which led me to the forum. I lurked for a few days, and then signed up. What I didn't realize (Or perhaps didn't want to admit) at the time is that my marriage was ending. Lit became a way for me to vent about it, and work through some of my emotional turmoil.

I expected that I'd make a few friends, but that would be it. They would remain online, and in a way, safe. Being rather shy in person, forums have been my outlet for years. It's always the same. Join, post a few random things, start making connections, and the good ones stick around. I figured this would be the same.

Until he stumbled into a thread I posted in a lot. He had a wicked sense of humor, one that quite matched my own, and I found myself enjoying his posts a lot. I challenged him to PM me, and within a couple of days, we were spending hours upon hours exchanging PM's back and forth. I convinced him that messengers were much quicker, and pretty soon, we were talking on the phone/Skype daily.

As luck would have it, I was going to be out his way in the near future. I asked if he'd like to meet, because at that point, we'd been talking for a few months. Neither of us expected to meet, this was all just safe online fun. We agreed however, and spent the next month and a half making plans.

I was extremely nervous, and had a million questions and doubts running through my mind. I'm sure I drove people crazy with them. It turned out to be all ridiculous in hindsight. He picked me up, and we had a few hours to drive before our final destination.

I was still nervous when he picked me up, and it took a bit for me to get over that. By the time we stopped for lunch, I was ready to just be alone with him. All the anticipation and fantasies were racing through my mind. That last hour of drive time was torture, especially after his “checking.”

Once inside the hotel room, neither of us could maintain any sort of self-control. The lust and passion were there, as was the chemistry. I wasn't sure what to expect. We'd talked about so much, and I was never sure what he was joking about, and what he was serious about. I had my own idea, a fantasy of how it would go, but this time, reality won out.

And no, he didn't warn me that he was a biter. Or that he sucks at being gentle. The hair pulling I expected though. I am thankful we got the time together that we did, it was a wonderful few days. And yes, I did sleep, it was my vacation. However, next time, I'm stocking up on energy drinks. And Gatorade.

 

[Kudram123]

To those who were wondering, this IS a his and her's confession

40…ish Male

I don’t really know how I got sucked into the world of Lit. I started by writing, wandered to the Author’s Hangout until the narcissism was too much, and finally settled in the Playground. I’m really not sure if I can be considered a flirt. I do throw out plenty of innuendo, so it might come across as if I do. I certainly wasn’t expecting to meet or get involved with anyone here. It was just a way for me to pass the time and play the voyeur.

That sort of got turned upside down when I stumbled onto a thread and decided to be a nice guy. No innuendo, no sarcasm, just me being a decent guy without all the armor. I guess it was appreciated. Pretty soon I was invited into her inbox, then to IM, and then the phone. Months went by as we made time for each other. A family thing brought her across the country and within driving distance. It was an odd thing. After months of discussing what we wanted to do to each other, we came face to face in a hotel room.

I had a plan of being nice and smooth with plenty of foreplay. Turns out, I suck at foreplay. I’m not even sure if we kissed for ten seconds before she was flat on her back with me stripping off my clothes and telling her to do the same. Luckily, the anticipation and the drive to the hotel was enough for her to be aroused. A brief disclosure: I did check. I’m not a total dick, a decent one, but not a total one. This is where the smoothness of my plan went south. We were at the foot of the bed, I climbed between her legs, and the bed flipped up off the frame and damn near tossed us both on the floor.

I figured it was going to be clunky and awkward at first. Luckily, gravity and a cheap bed broke the ice for us. After a brief laugh, I tossed her further up the bed and hopped on. First times are usually rather quick affairs for me. I guess age and wisdom was on my side. I do admit I was trying to make a good first impression. Aiming for maybe twenty minutes, the next few hours were a bit of surprise. I’m not sure if I warned her if I was a biter, a nibbler, or a hair puller. I’m pretty sure I commented on the hair. And yes, I lied about being able to be gentle. I did try, but there’s just something about the way she pinched my nipples that didn’t allow for gentle. Unfortunately, we only had a few days to exhaust ourselves. I did my best to spend the entire time inside her. For a self-proclaimed insomniac, she slept way too much. I do regret not waking her up more. Well, that and a few things we’ll remedy the next time we meet.

Female -Late 20's

I've been reading stories on Lit for years. One day, I was reading and wondered who edited the stories. I browsed around, and found the Editor's page, which led me to the forum. I lurked for a few days, and then signed up. What I didn't realize (Or perhaps didn't want to admit) at the time is that my marriage was ending. Lit became a way for me to vent about it, and work through some of my emotional turmoil.

I expected that I'd make a few friends, but that would be it. They would remain online, and in a way, safe. Being rather shy in person, forums have been my outlet for years. It's always the same. Join, post a few random things, start making connections, and the good ones stick around. I figured this would be the same.

Until he stumbled into a thread I posted in a lot. He had a wicked sense of humor, one that quite matched my own, and I found myself enjoying his posts a lot. I challenged him to PM me, and within a couple of days, we were spending hours upon hours exchanging PM's back and forth. I convinced him that messengers were much quicker, and pretty soon, we were talking on the phone/Skype daily.

As luck would have it, I was going to be out his way in the near future. I asked if he'd like to meet, because at that point, we'd been talking for a few months. Neither of us expected to meet, this was all just safe online fun. We agreed however, and spent the next month and a half making plans.

I was extremely nervous, and had a million questions and doubts running through my mind. I'm sure I drove people crazy with them. It turned out to be all ridiculous in hindsight. He picked me up, and we had a few hours to drive before our final destination.

I was still nervous when he picked me up, and it took a bit for me to get over that. By the time we stopped for lunch, I was ready to just be alone with him. All the anticipation and fantasies were racing through my mind. That last hour of drive time was torture, especially after his “checking.”

Once inside the hotel room, neither of us could maintain any sort of self-control. The lust and passion were there, as was the chemistry. I wasn't sure what to expect. We'd talked about so much, and I was never sure what he was joking about, and what he was serious about. I had my own idea, a fantasy of how it would go, but this time, reality won out.

And no, he didn't warn me that he was a biter. Or that he sucks at being gentle. The hair pulling I expected though. I am thankful we got the time together that we did, it was a wonderful few days. And yes, I did sleep, it was my vacation. However, next time, I'm stocking up on energy drinks. And Gatorade.

 

[dutchrain]

To those who were wondering, this IS a his and her's confession

I wasn't really wondering. It was more a lightbulb exploding in my head.

 

[MBFemale]

I just love this!! Thank you both for sharing

Female -Late 20's

I've been reading stories on Lit for years. One day, I was reading and wondered who edited the stories. I browsed around, and found the Editor's page, which led me to the forum. I lurked for a few days, and then signed up. What I didn't realize (Or perhaps didn't want to admit) at the time is that my marriage was ending. Lit became a way for me to vent about it, and work through some of my emotional turmoil.

I expected that I'd make a few friends, but that would be it. They would remain online, and in a way, safe. Being rather shy in person, forums have been my outlet for years. It's always the same. Join, post a few random things, start making connections, and the good ones stick around. I figured this would be the same.

Until he stumbled into a thread I posted in a lot. He had a wicked sense of humor, one that quite matched my own, and I found myself enjoying his posts a lot. I challenged him to PM me, and within a couple of days, we were spending hours upon hours exchanging PM's back and forth. I convinced him that messengers were much quicker, and pretty soon, we were talking on the phone/Skype daily.

As luck would have it, I was going to be out his way in the near future. I asked if he'd like to meet, because at that point, we'd been talking for a few months. Neither of us expected to meet, this was all just safe online fun. We agreed however, and spent the next month and a half making plans.

I was extremely nervous, and had a million questions and doubts running through my mind. I'm sure I drove people crazy with them. It turned out to be all ridiculous in hindsight. He picked me up, and we had a few hours to drive before our final destination.

I was still nervous when he picked me up, and it took a bit for me to get over that. By the time we stopped for lunch, I was ready to just be alone with him. All the anticipation and fantasies were racing through my mind. That last hour of drive time was torture, especially after his “checking.”

Once inside the hotel room, neither of us could maintain any sort of self-control. The lust and passion were there, as was the chemistry. I wasn't sure what to expect. We'd talked about so much, and I was never sure what he was joking about, and what he was serious about. I had my own idea, a fantasy of how it would go, but this time, reality won out.

And no, he didn't warn me that he was a biter. Or that he sucks at being gentle. The hair pulling I expected though. I am thankful we got the time together that we did, it was a wonderful few days. And yes, I did sleep, it was my vacation. However, next time, I'm stocking up on energy drinks. And Gatorade.

40…ish Male

I don’t really know how I got sucked into the world of Lit. I started by writing, wandered to the Author’s Hangout until the narcissism was too much, and finally settled in the Playground. I’m really not sure if I can be considered a flirt. I do throw out plenty of innuendo, so it might come across as if I do. I certainly wasn’t expecting to meet or get involved with anyone here. It was just a way for me to pass the time and play the voyeur.

That sort of got turned upside down when I stumbled onto a thread and decided to be a nice guy. No innuendo, no sarcasm, just me being a decent guy without all the armor. I guess it was appreciated. Pretty soon I was invited into her inbox, then to IM, and then the phone. Months went by as we made time for each other. A family thing brought her across the country and within driving distance. It was an odd thing. After months of discussing what we wanted to do to each other, we came face to face in a hotel room.

I had a plan of being nice and smooth with plenty of foreplay. Turns out, I suck at foreplay. I’m not even sure if we kissed for ten seconds before she was flat on her back with me stripping off my clothes and telling her to do the same. Luckily, the anticipation and the drive to the hotel was enough for her to be aroused. A brief disclosure: I did check. I’m not a total dick, a decent one, but not a total one. This is where the smoothness of my plan went south. We were at the foot of the bed, I climbed between her legs, and the bed flipped up off the frame and damn near tossed us both on the floor.

I figured it was going to be clunky and awkward at first. Luckily, gravity and a cheap bed broke the ice for us. After a brief laugh, I tossed her further up the bed and hopped on. First times are usually rather quick affairs for me. I guess age and wisdom was on my side. I do admit I was trying to make a good first impression. Aiming for maybe twenty minutes, the next few hours were a bit of surprise. I’m not sure if I warned her if I was a biter, a nibbler, or a hair puller. I’m pretty sure I commented on the hair. And yes, I lied about being able to be gentle. I did try, but there’s just something about the way she pinched my nipples that didn’t allow for gentle. Unfortunately, we only had a few days to exhaust ourselves. I did my best to spend the entire time inside her. For a self-proclaimed insomniac, she slept way too much. I do regret not waking her up more. Well, that and a few things we’ll remedy the next time we meet.

 

[Kudram123]

I wasn't really wondering. It was more a lightbulb exploding in my head.

Just confirming everyone's suspicions

Also, very sneaky bump

 

[Que]

Just confirming everyone's suspicions

Also, very sneaky bump

sneaky bumps are often the most effective.

 

[Kudram123]

F - mid 30's

After lots of back and forth PMs, emails, texts, and Skype calls, I met a Litster one weekend. He was more interested in his needs than mine. It was a bit of a disaster. We spent one night together, but it was nothing spectacular, and only one round of actual sex. The reality was much different than my expectations. The worst part of it all was that I felt rejected and unwanted.

I've spoken with him a few times since, but not like before the meeting. I kicked myself for letting someone make me feel that way. I'm not sure I would be inclined to meet someone from here again other than as friends.

 

[Pondlife]

Seems a bit crazy, fairly sure people have met useless partners in other ways and kept trying.

 

[Kudram123]

F 40's

I've met 4 litsters, 2 men, 2 women... Had sex with the man... 3some with ex-husband and we met a couple other times. The 2 women were a lot of fun... The one I actually considered a gf and we had a lot if firsts together.

My meeting world is expanding as I'm meeting another woman tonight and I'm 99% certain she's going to far exceed my expectations of how incredibly hot she is.

Then in 36 days I'm hopefully spending 10 days with a litster and I'm beyond giddy with excitement about it!!

 

[BradBigBrain]

F - mid 30's

After lots of back and forth PMs, emails, texts, and Skype calls, I met a Litster one weekend. He was more interested in his needs than mine. It was a bit of a disaster. We spent one night together, but it was nothing spectacular, and only one round of actual sex. The reality was much different than my expectations. The worst part of it all was that I felt rejected and unwanted.

I've spoken with him a few times since, but not like before the meeting. I kicked myself for letting someone make me feel that way. I'm not sure I would be inclined to meet someone from here again other than as friends.

The best thing to do is to get back on the horse so to speak.

 

[BradBigBrain]

F 40's

I've met 4 litsters, 2 men, 2 women... Had sex with the man... 3some with ex-husband and we met a couple other times. The 2 women were a lot of fun... The one I actually considered a gf and we had a lot if firsts together.

My meeting world is expanding as I'm meeting another woman tonight and I'm 99% certain she's going to far exceed my expectations of how incredibly hot she is.

Then in 36 days I'm hopefully spending 10 days with a litster and I'm beyond giddy with excitement about it!!

Whoa!

 

[Dogma52]

AND....remember.... pictures or it didn't happen!