Do you have a Dirty Little Secret
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mr happy
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I will start.
In my younger days I shared a house with 3 other guys.
One of them had short term girlfriend with a body to die for
She always seemed really friendly and we chatted often when she visited
One night like most others we were all sitting around drinking and having a great time. I excused myself around midnight to go to bed , due to the fact I had work in the morning.
So I had just stripped off and turned the lights off when my door opened.
She sneaked into my room and whispered " Just wanted to tuck you in"
Lifting the covers she grabbed my cock and gave it a quick massage as she slipped her tongue into my mouth.
"Good night" and she was gone, leaving me with a boner and my head spinning.
The next morning as I was eating breakfast she came in to the kitchen and said "Oh I thought you would be calling in sick today"
Man I couldn't get to the phone quick enough to call my boss and tell him I was feeling unwell.
The other guys headed off to work leaving us all alone.
Then what followed was a day of epic sexual adventure. We fucked all over the house, shower, kitchen table, sofa, and even in bed.
Was one of the best encounters I ever had
She said she just really wanted to fuck me, so she did and we never did it again.
Have never told this to any one and up until now she has been the only one to know about it.
Wonder what happened to her?
In my younger days I shared a house with 3 other guys.
One of them had short term girlfriend with a body to die for
She always seemed really friendly and we chatted often when she visited
One night like most others we were all sitting around drinking and having a great time. I excused myself around midnight to go to bed , due to the fact I had work in the morning.
So I had just stripped off and turned the lights off when my door opened.
She sneaked into my room and whispered " Just wanted to tuck you in"
Lifting the covers she grabbed my cock and gave it a quick massage as she slipped her tongue into my mouth.
"Good night" and she was gone, leaving me with a boner and my head spinning.
The next morning as I was eating breakfast she came in to the kitchen and said "Oh I thought you would be calling in sick today"
Man I couldn't get to the phone quick enough to call my boss and tell him I was feeling unwell.
The other guys headed off to work leaving us all alone.
Then what followed was a day of epic sexual adventure. We fucked all over the house, shower, kitchen table, sofa, and even in bed.
Was one of the best encounters I ever had
She said she just really wanted to fuck me, so she did and we never did it again.
Have never told this to any one and up until now she has been the only one to know about it.
Wonder what happened to her?
Lia Monde
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I'm not sure if they really are Dirty Little Secrets, if they are revealed. Nonetheless, over my time her on Lit, I've 'revealed' many secrets in posts; and transformed some into stories.
One such secret, I don't think I've told is a time when I happened to see a horny older cousin in some lusty action. She was several years older. I was visiting at their summer place. It was warm at night and I was restless. Entering the bathroom between our rooms, I heard some noises from her room. Peeking through the door, she was silhouetted by the nightlight. With earphones on and eyes closed, she was listening to some music in a short, blue baby doll nightie set. Her body moved apparently in time with the music. She was also sipping on a long neck beer she had pilfered from the fridge.
I was about to return to my room, when I noticed her hand slip to her chest and begin to massage her breast. I stayed glued to the erotic tableau. She continued her self stimulation and finished the beer. The bawdy scene triggered my own erotic juices and I squirmed a little in arousal. She continued her caressing and I began to followed suit. I was somewhat guilty and scared at my illicit voyeurism, but not enough to leave the riveting show. I was comforted by the darkness of my sanctuary and the earphones blocking her ears.
As matters progressed, one hand attacked her nipples more aggressively through the frilly fabric of her nightgown. The other dropped and used the side of the bottle to apply pressure between her legs. Her pleasure increased as evidenced by stifled moans from her gaping mouth. In disbelief, my own genitals got warm and moist and my body tingled at the most lascivious images I'd ever seen in my young and sheltered existence. My heart pumped and I bit my lips as I mimicked her actions in a much more timid fashion through my cotton pajamas.
She shifted her panties down her thighs and stroked her pubic hairs. I was captivated, but her next move stunned me. She pressed the top of the longneck bottle along her slit. With my hand on my mouth and eyes squinting but bewitched, I watched as she insert the bottle into her vagina. Slowly, she enveloped it like a glass dildo. As her hand thrust, her hips gyrated to meet this faux cock. Then, approaching a climax, she moved it rapidly in and out as her other hand tweaked her clitoris.
I was appalled, thrilled and inspired. So much so that I stopped moving myself in a spellbound paralysis. In moments, she came in quivers and shakes while burying her mouth in her pillow to muffle her exultant sounds.
I watched for a short time more, as the bottle neck slipped from inside her and she lay on the bed with a blissful smile. Sneaking back into my room, I lay motionless beneath the sheets with the gorgeously lusty vision playing in my head.
I heard her in the bathroom, then return to her bed. I was still as tense and sexually excited as possible. When I thought it was safe, I began to stroke my erogenous zones and imagine that it was I who was riding the Silver Bullet. With just my fingers, I quickly came in a glorious rush.
To this day, it is still stimulating and a masturbatory fantasy. Although virtual, I think of it as 'my first beer'.
One such secret, I don't think I've told is a time when I happened to see a horny older cousin in some lusty action. She was several years older. I was visiting at their summer place. It was warm at night and I was restless. Entering the bathroom between our rooms, I heard some noises from her room. Peeking through the door, she was silhouetted by the nightlight. With earphones on and eyes closed, she was listening to some music in a short, blue baby doll nightie set. Her body moved apparently in time with the music. She was also sipping on a long neck beer she had pilfered from the fridge.
I was about to return to my room, when I noticed her hand slip to her chest and begin to massage her breast. I stayed glued to the erotic tableau. She continued her self stimulation and finished the beer. The bawdy scene triggered my own erotic juices and I squirmed a little in arousal. She continued her caressing and I began to followed suit. I was somewhat guilty and scared at my illicit voyeurism, but not enough to leave the riveting show. I was comforted by the darkness of my sanctuary and the earphones blocking her ears.
As matters progressed, one hand attacked her nipples more aggressively through the frilly fabric of her nightgown. The other dropped and used the side of the bottle to apply pressure between her legs. Her pleasure increased as evidenced by stifled moans from her gaping mouth. In disbelief, my own genitals got warm and moist and my body tingled at the most lascivious images I'd ever seen in my young and sheltered existence. My heart pumped and I bit my lips as I mimicked her actions in a much more timid fashion through my cotton pajamas.
She shifted her panties down her thighs and stroked her pubic hairs. I was captivated, but her next move stunned me. She pressed the top of the longneck bottle along her slit. With my hand on my mouth and eyes squinting but bewitched, I watched as she insert the bottle into her vagina. Slowly, she enveloped it like a glass dildo. As her hand thrust, her hips gyrated to meet this faux cock. Then, approaching a climax, she moved it rapidly in and out as her other hand tweaked her clitoris.
I was appalled, thrilled and inspired. So much so that I stopped moving myself in a spellbound paralysis. In moments, she came in quivers and shakes while burying her mouth in her pillow to muffle her exultant sounds.
I watched for a short time more, as the bottle neck slipped from inside her and she lay on the bed with a blissful smile. Sneaking back into my room, I lay motionless beneath the sheets with the gorgeously lusty vision playing in my head.
I heard her in the bathroom, then return to her bed. I was still as tense and sexually excited as possible. When I thought it was safe, I began to stroke my erogenous zones and imagine that it was I who was riding the Silver Bullet. With just my fingers, I quickly came in a glorious rush.
To this day, it is still stimulating and a masturbatory fantasy. Although virtual, I think of it as 'my first beer'.
mr happy
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Hi Lea,
Thanks for sharing your First Beer tale.
Isn't it amazing how the things we witnessed so many years ago remain stuck in our heads.
I remember as a young teenager I was babysitting for some friends of the family.
Was just sitting outside on the deck after the kids were in bed.
Next minute I spotted the lady next door standing in her window totally naked.
She was obviously just about to draw the curtains but something must have caught her eye and she stood there for a few minutes.
It was only a short glimpse, but my first of a real woman naked.
I can still remember exactly how she stood and the curve of her breasts.
Even 40 years later
Thanks for sharing your First Beer tale.
Isn't it amazing how the things we witnessed so many years ago remain stuck in our heads.
I remember as a young teenager I was babysitting for some friends of the family.
Was just sitting outside on the deck after the kids were in bed.
Next minute I spotted the lady next door standing in her window totally naked.
She was obviously just about to draw the curtains but something must have caught her eye and she stood there for a few minutes.
It was only a short glimpse, but my first of a real woman naked.
I can still remember exactly how she stood and the curve of her breasts.
Even 40 years later
HMILF
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I have one. I wrote a story, The Return of Laura, a while ago. To be honest, I have copied myself in Laura's character. Yes, there are differences; for example, I'm no professor and political activist. But essentially, I'm her in a different situation, and not exposed yet. I have even done some of the things she has in private life, and would end up like her given the chance.
ChicagoR85
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@HMILF nownibhave to read your story and guess which things you and Laura have in common
latecomer91364
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I have a few dirty little secrets, but let me ask the OP this:
Who do you work for?
Who do you work for?
IndianaBrad
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I fucked my wife's college roomate/maid of honor the night before her wedding a year after ours.
