Anonymous Secrets Thread

From my own experience... I'd played anally with toys and it was fun but nothing is better for me than the feeling of his cock sliding deep into my ass.... Mmhmm!!

I don't know that this is a confession, but...wow. :)

I will non-anonamously confess that I have always found AJ to be rather yummy.... :eek:
 
28F.

I went shopping yesterday with my husband and was horny as hell. So when we got to the car (in the parking alley), i just opened his fly and gave him a blow job there while he fingered me...
He loved that...

I have noticed a correlation between taking a woman shopping and her libido.

I don't mean that in the "gold-digger" sense..(not that those arrangements are ineffective)....but more in the sense that being provided for (even from a joint bank account) is sexy-ish.
 
I have noticed a correlation between spending time with a woman and her libido.

I don't mean that in the "gold-digger" sense..(not that those arrangements are ineffective)....but more in the sense that being provided for (even from a joint bank account) is sexy-ish.

This works, too.
 
I know is bit late but I just found this thread...here is my vote so far

(10/10)-
08-07-2012, 08:31 PM
44, Female - Sometimes when I'm mad at the other women at church for leaving me out, I will show up anyway and I won't wear panties. And the whole time they are looking down their nose at me I think about what their husbands would think of they knew
 
It has been a while since this has happened, but I have received a secret to post:


F 35

I'm fucking a married co-worker. His marriage has gone cold and we've been friends for years, so we've come to a mutually beneficial arrangement; zero strings attached and no expectations. It's a thrill to be working together, being the utmost professionals, and knowing he's had me bent over his kitchen table.
 
Male - 50s

I met my wife on Lit about ten years ago. We hit it off. Within about six months, she moved a few states over to be with me. We lived together five years before getting married. Looking back on it, we shouldn't have gotten married at all. The trouble was brewing before.

As time went on, the passion was leaking out of our relationship. I had trouble performing at times, mostly due to side-effects from various medications. I saw a urologist and was given samples of Viagra and Cialis to help offset these side-effects. After awhile, I stopped going to the doctor. Why, you might ask? Because my wife wasn't really interested anymore. We'd get things going, and I'd take a pill...then just when it started to take effect, my wife would say something like, "I have a headache..." or "I'm kind of tired..." Always leaving me, pardon the expression, holding the stick. I got tired of always being the one initiating, then getting rejected. We didn't kiss passionately anymore - I would try to extend her peck on the lips, but it's difficult when someone is pulling away from you. We separated, but it was clear to me she didn't want to work on keeping us together. She resented me not being able to get her pregnant. Well, of one never is allowed into the batter's box, how can one hit a home run?

It's better now. I still have trouble performing sometimes, but it's getting better. Being away from her, getting off of anti-depressants, and changing my meds has gone a long way toward my improvement. But the self-doubt remains. Iit's embarrassing to have to admit to women that I have trouble sometimes. It's just sad to me that sex is so much more frightening than delightful at my age.
 
Male - 50s

I met my wife on Lit about ten years ago. We hit it off. Within about six months, she moved a few states over to be with me. We lived together five years before getting married. Looking back on it, we shouldn't have gotten married at all. The trouble was brewing before.

As time went on, the passion was leaking out of our relationship. I had trouble performing at times, mostly due to side-effects from various medications. I saw a urologist and was given samples of Viagra and Cialis to help offset these side-effects. After awhile, I stopped going to the doctor. Why, you might ask? Because my wife wasn't really interested anymore. We'd get things going, and I'd take a pill...then just when it started to take effect, my wife would say something like, "I have a headache..." or "I'm kind of tired..." Always leaving me, pardon the expression, holding the stick. I got tired of always being the one initiating, then getting rejected. We didn't kiss passionately anymore - I would try to extend her peck on the lips, but it's difficult when someone is pulling away from you. We separated, but it was clear to me she didn't want to work on keeping us together. She resented me not being able to get her pregnant. Well, of one never is allowed into the batter's box, how can one hit a home run?

It's better now. I still have trouble performing sometimes, but it's getting better. Being away from her, getting off of anti-depressants, and changing my meds has gone a long way toward my improvement. But the self-doubt remains. Iit's embarrassing to have to admit to women that I have trouble sometimes. It's just sad to me that sex is so much more frightening than delightful at my age.

((((Big hugs)))))
Hopefully you will meet a woman who is compassionate and understanding of your situation. :rose:
 
Male - 50s

I met my wife on Lit about ten years ago. We hit it off. Within about six months, she moved a few states over to be with me. We lived together five years before getting married. Looking back on it, we shouldn't have gotten married at all. The trouble was brewing before.

As time went on, the passion was leaking out of our relationship. I had trouble performing at times, mostly due to side-effects from various medications. I saw a urologist and was given samples of Viagra and Cialis to help offset these side-effects. After awhile, I stopped going to the doctor. Why, you might ask? Because my wife wasn't really interested anymore. We'd get things going, and I'd take a pill...then just when it started to take effect, my wife would say something like, "I have a headache..." or "I'm kind of tired..." Always leaving me, pardon the expression, holding the stick. I got tired of always being the one initiating, then getting rejected. We didn't kiss passionately anymore - I would try to extend her peck on the lips, but it's difficult when someone is pulling away from you. We separated, but it was clear to me she didn't want to work on keeping us together. She resented me not being able to get her pregnant. Well, of one never is allowed into the batter's box, how can one hit a home run?

It's better now. I still have trouble performing sometimes, but it's getting better. Being away from her, getting off of anti-depressants, and changing my meds has gone a long way toward my improvement. But the self-doubt remains. Iit's embarrassing to have to admit to women that I have trouble sometimes. It's just sad to me that sex is so much more frightening than delightful at my age.

At least you tried too offset the side effects (Which you can't control), many don't. I'm sorry she didn't even try.

Any woman worth being around would be understanding. *hugs* good luck
 
Male - 30s

A New Year's Eve secret...

Over the last month, it has become apparent that I am in love with a woman from Lit. I doubt she feels the same way about me and I know that nothing will happen between us because of circumstances but I am going to enjoy the ride. We talk almost constantly and when we don't talk, I think about her. I wake up in the middle of the night and wonder if she is awake too. She is everything that I have ever wanted in a woman. I absolutely adore her. I would do anything for her. I would give anything to spend the rest of my life with her without any reservations. I recognize that this longing is impossible but I don't care. She makes me feel more alive than anyone ever has in my entire existence. The odd thing is that for the first time in my life, I don't feel sad knowing that nothing will come of this. Just seeing that I can have this kind of deep connection with someone again fills me with hope and because of that, I am looking forward to 2014 and what it may bring.
 
Male - 30s

A New Year's Eve secret...

Over the last month, it has become apparent that I am in love with a woman from Lit. I doubt she feels the same way about me and I know that nothing will happen between us because of circumstances but I am going to enjoy the ride. We talk almost constantly and when we don't talk, I think about her. I wake up in the middle of the night and wonder if she is awake too. She is everything that I have ever wanted in a woman. I absolutely adore her. I would do anything for her. I would give anything to spend the rest of my life with her without any reservations. I recognize that this longing is impossible but I don't care. She makes me feel more alive than anyone ever has in my entire existence. The odd thing is that for the first time in my life, I don't feel sad knowing that nothing will come of this. Just seeing that I can have this kind of deep connection with someone again fills me with hope and because of that, I am looking forward to 2014 and what it may bring.
Awe! How sweet... I can't handle that type of connection, though. Unless it's kept purely platonic, the intensity is too much for me when distance is involved. I need an "end date" or eventual meeting, so to speak. :eek: I'm happy you're capable of making the most of this and are gaining such happiness from it. That's what's most important.

 
36 male
My marriage is slipping and I have a choice. I think I know what I’m going to do about it.
I’ve been married for 12 years, we met in college, and for her sex and touching was a way of making her guy stay. So when I stayed not for the sex, but for the rest of her, the sex dried up. It wasn't an over night thing, but as soon as I asked her to marry me, she started having problems with sex. Yes she was on meds, for which I do understand the side effects. I'm not talking about just sex I mean any form of intimacy I need doesn't happen. She got off her meds, got cousoling for the abuse she suffered as a kid. It isn't a body image thing either. Since she got off her meds she now looks better than she did at 20. and that's after two kids.
The problem is that we have opposite love languages. Her’s is doing, mine is touch. I do things for her. We have a very 50/50 marriage. I am the one that stays with the kids when they are sick. I’m the one they run to when they get hurt. I’m the one to patch them up and send them back out. I take them to soccer and scouts. I’m the family chef. I work full time and have a good job. I try to make a romantic gestures that she will notice. I work out and take care of myself mostly. (scotch and cigars are awesome every now and again)In other words I am a good looking guy, and a good guy.
But she doesn’t touch me. I know the date and circumstance of every time she has kissed me in the last six months, because it was twice. It is incredible hurtful to be continually rebuffed even politely.
To those whose first reaction is to say “WELL TELL HER, DUMBASS.” I have. I admit I went dark about a year ago, and we had a huge row after a vacation where I felt especially neglected. She called me on it, and I used the words “I don’t feel loved, I need you to touch me more.” And she did for exactly a month, then her job became stressful, and after several more fights on the same subject I am still waiting for her to touch me.
So what am I going to do? I’m going to keep at it. Why?
Because I love the way she walks into a room. The way she laughs and the gleam in her eyes when she finally finds a way to goose me. I love the way she dotes on our kids, she is a good mom. I love the way she flits around the house, because sitting is evidently optional. I love the way her brow crinkles when she is thinking deep thoughts. I love how intense and motivated she is with her job. I love how competitive she gets over minigolf. In short I’m going to keep at it because I love her……
Sometimes love sucks.
 
just found this thread... up to page 31... still reading...
funny stuff...

can't wait to get to the end...:kiss:
 
36 male
My marriage is slipping and I have a choice. I think I know what I’m going to do about it.
I’ve been married for 12 years, we met in college, and for her sex and touching was a way of making her guy stay. So when I stayed not for the sex, but for the rest of her, the sex dried up. It wasn't an over night thing, but as soon as I asked her to marry me, she started having problems with sex. Yes she was on meds, for which I do understand the side effects. I'm not talking about just sex I mean any form of intimacy I need doesn't happen. She got off her meds, got cousoling for the abuse she suffered as a kid. It isn't a body image thing either. Since she got off her meds she now looks better than she did at 20. and that's after two kids.
The problem is that we have opposite love languages. Her’s is doing, mine is touch. I do things for her. We have a very 50/50 marriage. I am the one that stays with the kids when they are sick. I’m the one they run to when they get hurt. I’m the one to patch them up and send them back out. I take them to soccer and scouts. I’m the family chef. I work full time and have a good job. I try to make a romantic gestures that she will notice. I work out and take care of myself mostly. (scotch and cigars are awesome every now and again)In other words I am a good looking guy, and a good guy.
But she doesn’t touch me. I know the date and circumstance of every time she has kissed me in the last six months, because it was twice. It is incredible hurtful to be continually rebuffed even politely.
To those whose first reaction is to say “WELL TELL HER, DUMBASS.” I have. I admit I went dark about a year ago, and we had a huge row after a vacation where I felt especially neglected. She called me on it, and I used the words “I don’t feel loved, I need you to touch me more.” And she did for exactly a month, then her job became stressful, and after several more fights on the same subject I am still waiting for her to touch me.
So what am I going to do? I’m going to keep at it. Why?
Because I love the way she walks into a room. The way she laughs and the gleam in her eyes when she finally finds a way to goose me. I love the way she dotes on our kids, she is a good mom. I love the way she flits around the house, because sitting is evidently optional. I love the way her brow crinkles when she is thinking deep thoughts. I love how intense and motivated she is with her job. I love how competitive she gets over minigolf. In short I’m going to keep at it because I love her……
Sometimes love sucks.
Sending you hugs and wishing you all the best. That's a really tough situation. It was touching to hear how much you love your wife. I hope you two figure out a way to reconnect and make it work.

(((hugs))) :rose:
 
36 male
My marriage is slipping and I have a choice. I think I know what I’m going to do about it.
I’ve been married for 12 years, we met in college, and for her sex and touching was a way of making her guy stay. So when I stayed not for the sex, but for the rest of her, the sex dried up. It wasn't an over night thing, but as soon as I asked her to marry me, she started having problems with sex. Yes she was on meds, for which I do understand the side effects. I'm not talking about just sex I mean any form of intimacy I need doesn't happen. She got off her meds, got cousoling for the abuse she suffered as a kid. It isn't a body image thing either. Since she got off her meds she now looks better than she did at 20. and that's after two kids.
The problem is that we have opposite love languages. Her’s is doing, mine is touch. I do things for her. We have a very 50/50 marriage. I am the one that stays with the kids when they are sick. I’m the one they run to when they get hurt. I’m the one to patch them up and send them back out. I take them to soccer and scouts. I’m the family chef. I work full time and have a good job. I try to make a romantic gestures that she will notice. I work out and take care of myself mostly. (scotch and cigars are awesome every now and again)In other words I am a good looking guy, and a good guy.
But she doesn’t touch me. I know the date and circumstance of every time she has kissed me in the last six months, because it was twice. It is incredible hurtful to be continually rebuffed even politely.
To those whose first reaction is to say “WELL TELL HER, DUMBASS.” I have. I admit I went dark about a year ago, and we had a huge row after a vacation where I felt especially neglected. She called me on it, and I used the words “I don’t feel loved, I need you to touch me more.” And she did for exactly a month, then her job became stressful, and after several more fights on the same subject I am still waiting for her to touch me.
So what am I going to do? I’m going to keep at it. Why?
Because I love the way she walks into a room. The way she laughs and the gleam in her eyes when she finally finds a way to goose me. I love the way she dotes on our kids, she is a good mom. I love the way she flits around the house, because sitting is evidently optional. I love the way her brow crinkles when she is thinking deep thoughts. I love how intense and motivated she is with her job. I love how competitive she gets over minigolf. In short I’m going to keep at it because I love her……
Sometimes love sucks.

Wishing you all the best. Sending you encouragement, positive thoughts, and great vibes. Sometimes love does suck, but what you described is the real deal. Knowing someones flaws and loving them through that, making it through the bad times, having something that hurts you so badly you cry yourself to sleep at night, but having the will to keep trying because even in the midst of all that hurt...its still worth it. That is something special <3 all the best to you....
 
M/48

I am in love with my wife's cousin, who's 21 and has two boys. After she had her last boy, I visited her and her family, for Memorial Day, I believe. At the time, she was still breastfeeding, and as the evening wore on, I kept trying to catch a peek. At one point, she was feeding, her boy moved, and she bent forward, laying him on her thighs, and her head came up and she looked right at me, looking right at her. I quickly looked away.

Flash forward to last month. She was home alone and on Facebook, and we started chatting. I eventually came clean, and she told me she hadn't noticed. I told her I was very curious, as my wife and I haven't had kids. She said she understood my curiosity, and if I had caught a glimpse, she didn't mind. I told her I hadn't, but I wish I had.

She told me that night that she's pregnant again, and if and when the opportunity arises, she'll let me watch. And I can't stop thinking about it.
 
Kudram...love the story...would love to follow what happened next...if you snap pic or two...please share...if you can...
 
What a great thread...Thanks Neruda....

Hi Neruda. You've had amazing idea that really appeals to me..thank you for make in it reality...bellow are my votes so far


08-07-2012, 08:31 PM
(10/10)- 44, Female - Sometimes when I'm mad at the other women at church for leaving me out, I will show up anyway and I won't wear panties. And the whole time they are looking down their nose at me I think about what their husbands would think of they knew
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10/10
#55
-45, Female - Ive had meetings with the pastor and worn a remote egg and turned it on intermittently.


10/10
#65
-50s, Female -I'm viewed by most as a 'nice girl' on Lit. But people don't know - I really crave being treated like a slut, being tied up and forced to take cocks in every hole, my body used as a toy. I fantasize about being owned and my owner loaning me to friends, as a party favor or halftime entertainment or a business incentive. I've been working towards turning some of these fantasies into reality, but while there's no lack of interested parties, things just haven't panned out. If I felt like I could safely answer a Craigslist ad, I would. My boyfriend is wonderful and sweet and always makes sure I'm satisfied before he is, but I have to fantasize about my cravings in order to cum.


10/10
#72
-35, Female - I think I am addicted to porn and to saying what others want to hear and to cyber sex. I am divorcing my husband for being a prick and a cheater. He always calls me a whore. The thing is- he has no clue what I do online. He knows about one online relationship that was so so so tame compared to what I do now. He says I am worse than him because I developed actual feelings for an online friend whereas his infidelity was merely physical. If he only knew what I want and do now.....

10/10
#116
-45, Female - I've sexted with another Litster while sitting in church.


10/10
#204
-51, Female - I like to swim at the beach because I can wade out into the surf and touch myself and no one at the beach knows.


10/10
#222
-42, Female - While in a crowded elevator going up the sears tower, I leaned against a man and felt his cock get hard against my ass. I lightly swayed back and forth until I heard his softly groan when we hit the top floor I stepped off the elevator with my kids and never turned around to look at his face, he never saw the smile I had on my face the rest of the day

10/10
#224
-50+, Female - I've never kissed another woman before, and always wanted to. I know my husband would be okay with it. But I'm terrified of where it might lead.


10/10
#235
-40s, Female - I just finished masturbating on cam with my Lit boyfriend while my husband was out mowing the lawn. I came twice while he watched.



10/10
#274

-39, Female - A few years ago I got arrested for a DWI. One officer handcuffed me, and searched me and the other searched my car. While the officer was searching my car the other one bent me over the hood of the cruiser to frisk me. I had on a leather miniskirt because I had been out with friends that night.

After he frisked me, his hand went up my skirt and start rubbing me through my panties. I tried to turn around to see what was going on, but he just pushed me back down on the car and continued rubbing me. He never said a word.

When the other officer was finished the first one stopped what he was doing and they loaded me in the back of the car. I felt violated and was incredibly turned on at the same time. To this day thinking about it makes me wet.
 
30s female

When I was in my 20s, I went to see a death metal band touring at a local hotel. I hadn't heard them before but my two female friends loved them. We were pulled onstage for the final songs and invited back to see the band after the gig. It ended up with we three females and the four band guys in one seedy hotel room. One girl and the drummer had the relative privacy of the floor while the rest of us were on two single beds pushed together. My friend was sucking off the guitarist and the singer was going down on me, with the bass guitarist taking photos and lending a hand wherever he felt like it. Sound great? It wasn't as fantastic as it sounds because, despite the guy's assurances that he loved giving girls head, he just couldn't get me there. So I did what I swore I would never do and faked it, figuring that it was kinder to the guy for me not to critique his technique with an audience of five others.
 
36 male
My marriage is slipping and I have a choice. I think I know what I’m going to do about it.
I’ve been married for 12 years, we met in college, and for her sex and touching was a way of making her guy stay. So when I stayed not for the sex, but for the rest of her, the sex dried up. It wasn't an over night thing, but as soon as I asked her to marry me, she started having problems with sex. Yes she was on meds, for which I do understand the side effects. I'm not talking about just sex I mean any form of intimacy I need doesn't happen. She got off her meds, got cousoling for the abuse she suffered as a kid. It isn't a body image thing either. Since she got off her meds she now looks better than she did at 20. and that's after two kids.
The problem is that we have opposite love languages. Her’s is doing, mine is touch. I do things for her. We have a very 50/50 marriage. I am the one that stays with the kids when they are sick. I’m the one they run to when they get hurt. I’m the one to patch them up and send them back out. I take them to soccer and scouts. I’m the family chef. I work full time and have a good job. I try to make a romantic gestures that she will notice. I work out and take care of myself mostly. (scotch and cigars are awesome every now and again)In other words I am a good looking guy, and a good guy.
But she doesn’t touch me. I know the date and circumstance of every time she has kissed me in the last six months, because it was twice. It is incredible hurtful to be continually rebuffed even politely.
To those whose first reaction is to say “WELL TELL HER, DUMBASS.” I have. I admit I went dark about a year ago, and we had a huge row after a vacation where I felt especially neglected. She called me on it, and I used the words “I don’t feel loved, I need you to touch me more.” And she did for exactly a month, then her job became stressful, and after several more fights on the same subject I am still waiting for her to touch me.
So what am I going to do? I’m going to keep at it. Why?
Because I love the way she walks into a room. The way she laughs and the gleam in her eyes when she finally finds a way to goose me. I love the way she dotes on our kids, she is a good mom. I love the way she flits around the house, because sitting is evidently optional. I love the way her brow crinkles when she is thinking deep thoughts. I love how intense and motivated she is with her job. I love how competitive she gets over minigolf. In short I’m going to keep at it because I love her……
Sometimes love sucks.

Love does suck... I have had similar conversations with my husband. I wish you luck. If you ever need a sounding board or an empathetic ear, PM me. Big hugs.

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