Corey2012
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I believe in giving credit where credit is due, and the fact is that it is something that Bonafide Blonde wrote in the Married Man Handjob thread that got me thinking about this. Her comment was "I guess some people will believe anything," which got me thinking that the greatest sex of my life has most often come in moments when I truly did not see it coming -- moments which likewise people here might read about and say to themselves, "naah, I'm not sure I believe THAT one." But it is precisely because those moments of unexpected sexual adventure can be the hottest, that -- speaking for myself -- I find Lit to be such fabulous reading. When someone here tells a story that seemed incredible to them when it happened, it IS believable because that stuff does happen to all of us, albeit not nearly often enough.
So THiS thread is devoted to those who wish to share their ITRH (Is This Really Happening) moments with the Lit community. I'll start with a story from long ago, but not far away:
Back when the internet was young, I found AOL had a whole separate set of private chat rooms. Honestly, I'm not sure I even remember where or how I found them -- and I'm sure they weren't all THAT secret, but they DID offer a means, as Lit does today, to find and chat with like minded members of the opposite sex. One Sunday afternoon, as I visited several different rooms, I met a woman with a provocative screenname and even more provocative profile. Conversation ensued, and soon enough, she was sharing pictures which revealed (in fully dressed fashion) that she was nevertheless, attractive and very well proportioned. So far -- just another typical online experience, right? I mean who knows if those pictures are legitimate or not.
Oh, and did I mention that she lived less than half an hour away? Well, she was horny, and, of course I was as well, so we agreed to meet at a neutral site and, if that meeting went well, we were heading off to a local mall where a particular department store dressing room offered a convenient place for a quickie. Off I went. Suffice it to say that the pictures were her, she was at the parking lot where she said she would be, and the department store dressing rooms WERE, in fact co-ed -- or at least, un-patrolled. She picked out a number of tops to try on for me. Almost all of them emphasized her fabulous breasts, and so I bought the best of the lot for her and she wore it out of the store.
The truth is that the whole time she was IN the dressing room I was right outside her door. She invited me in, but being new to all of this, I was just sure that someone would show up at the wrong time and I'd have some explaining to do to someone in security that I just really didn't want to be talking with. So despite her invitations to join her IN the dressing room, I declined.
But when we left the store, I invited her to dinner. We ate, we talked, we drank a little. All the while I was admiring her new top and asking myself "Is this really happening?" After dinner, we drove to an empty, but well lit parking lot, and there I was finally able to answer the question in the affirmative. it was cramped in that car, but we were both determined.
And THAT is why -- even though I know that there are very many people here who exaggerate and sometimes downright fabricate their stories -- I also know that many of the hard to believe stories here ARE, in fact true and that sometimes when someone here says she is beaufiful, horny, and presently in need, you can take that to the mall...
I hope some of you will take advantage of this thread to share your own "Is This Really Happening" moments with the rest of us...and if that beautiful woman from the department store outing ever reads this, I hope YOU will know just how much I appreciate our afternoon together and the memories that have fueled my fantasies every since.
So THiS thread is devoted to those who wish to share their ITRH (Is This Really Happening) moments with the Lit community. I'll start with a story from long ago, but not far away:
Back when the internet was young, I found AOL had a whole separate set of private chat rooms. Honestly, I'm not sure I even remember where or how I found them -- and I'm sure they weren't all THAT secret, but they DID offer a means, as Lit does today, to find and chat with like minded members of the opposite sex. One Sunday afternoon, as I visited several different rooms, I met a woman with a provocative screenname and even more provocative profile. Conversation ensued, and soon enough, she was sharing pictures which revealed (in fully dressed fashion) that she was nevertheless, attractive and very well proportioned. So far -- just another typical online experience, right? I mean who knows if those pictures are legitimate or not.
Oh, and did I mention that she lived less than half an hour away? Well, she was horny, and, of course I was as well, so we agreed to meet at a neutral site and, if that meeting went well, we were heading off to a local mall where a particular department store dressing room offered a convenient place for a quickie. Off I went. Suffice it to say that the pictures were her, she was at the parking lot where she said she would be, and the department store dressing rooms WERE, in fact co-ed -- or at least, un-patrolled. She picked out a number of tops to try on for me. Almost all of them emphasized her fabulous breasts, and so I bought the best of the lot for her and she wore it out of the store.
The truth is that the whole time she was IN the dressing room I was right outside her door. She invited me in, but being new to all of this, I was just sure that someone would show up at the wrong time and I'd have some explaining to do to someone in security that I just really didn't want to be talking with. So despite her invitations to join her IN the dressing room, I declined.
But when we left the store, I invited her to dinner. We ate, we talked, we drank a little. All the while I was admiring her new top and asking myself "Is this really happening?" After dinner, we drove to an empty, but well lit parking lot, and there I was finally able to answer the question in the affirmative. it was cramped in that car, but we were both determined.
And THAT is why -- even though I know that there are very many people here who exaggerate and sometimes downright fabricate their stories -- I also know that many of the hard to believe stories here ARE, in fact true and that sometimes when someone here says she is beaufiful, horny, and presently in need, you can take that to the mall...
I hope some of you will take advantage of this thread to share your own "Is This Really Happening" moments with the rest of us...and if that beautiful woman from the department store outing ever reads this, I hope YOU will know just how much I appreciate our afternoon together and the memories that have fueled my fantasies every since.
