Tell me your secrets

The biggest secret I have...well I have a friend I met in college and hooked up with from time to time. The sex was great but we were too different to be in a relationship, so we never pursued it. We parted ways and we both got married and had kids.

Then, about 5 years ago I was in Vegas with a bachelor party, and put on my Facebook that I was in Vegas, and my friend responded to say that she was too! We met for drinks, with no intention of doing anything, but too many tequilas later we ended up in my room. The sex was FANTASTIC. I was there another 3 days and we met up at some point each of those days for the wildest sex of my life.

Then we both parted ways and went home, and I didn't hear from her again until a year later...She said she was in Vegas again for a convention and did I want to fly out for a few days to meet her? Heck yes I did! So I made up an excuse about an important work meeting and went back to vegas for another 3 days of wild sex.

Now, we met up every year in Vegas for 3 days, and do whatever the hell want. and for the rest the year, we don't talk at all except to arrange our vegas trip. Nobody else in the world knows where we are, it is so thrilling and wonderful, and I look forward it for months!

Is that enough of a secret for you?!


Yes it is...wow!!
 
It is honestly such a great arrangement...we live our normal, stressful lives all year and then release for three days. Those three days keep me going for the year, if I'm having a shotty day I just think about vegas and how fun it's going to be! Then I can deal with pretty much anything!
 
The biggest secret I have...well I have a friend I met in college and hooked up with from time to time. The sex was great but we were too different to be in a relationship, so we never pursued it. We parted ways and we both got married and had kids.

Then, about 5 years ago I was in Vegas with a bachelor party, and put on my Facebook that I was in Vegas, and my friend responded to say that she was too! We met for drinks, with no intention of doing anything, but too many tequilas later we ended up in my room. The sex was FANTASTIC. I was there another 3 days and we met up at some point each of those days for the wildest sex of my life.

Then we both parted ways and went home, and I didn't hear from her again until a year later...She said she was in Vegas again for a convention and did I want to fly out for a few days to meet her? Heck yes I did! So I made up an excuse about an important work meeting and went back to vegas for another 3 days of wild sex.

Now, we met up every year in Vegas for 3 days, and do whatever the hell want. and for the rest the year, we don't talk at all except to arrange our vegas trip. Nobody else in the world knows where we are, it is so thrilling and wonderful, and I look forward it for months!

Is that enough of a secret for you?!

You really should enjoy the movie Same Time Next Year.
 
The biggest secret I have...well I have a friend I met in college and hooked up with from time to time. The sex was great but we were too different to be in a relationship, so we never pursued it. We parted ways and we both got married and had kids.

Then, about 5 years ago I was in Vegas with a bachelor party, and put on my Facebook that I was in Vegas, and my friend responded to say that she was too! We met for drinks, with no intention of doing anything, but too many tequilas later we ended up in my room. The sex was FANTASTIC. I was there another 3 days and we met up at some point each of those days for the wildest sex of my life.

Then we both parted ways and went home, and I didn't hear from her again until a year later...She said she was in Vegas again for a convention and did I want to fly out for a few days to meet her? Heck yes I did! So I made up an excuse about an important work meeting and went back to vegas for another 3 days of wild sex.

Now, we met up every year in Vegas for 3 days, and do whatever the hell want. and for the rest the year, we don't talk at all except to arrange our vegas trip. Nobody else in the world knows where we are, it is so thrilling and wonderful, and I look forward it for months!

Is that enough of a secret for you?!

Lucky you!
 
The only person I suspect indulges in some girl on girl action is someone I am not even remotely attracted to. She's divorced and I invited her for drinks one time. She brought a friend of hers that seemed overly possessive considering this was supposed to be just a girl's night out without kids or husbands. So I just didn't pursue it, and like I said I find this particular friend to be rather homely anyway.

OMG, you don't want to have relations with someone you describe as homely! So really the first issue is finding that person who is NOT homely. You need to find someone new who isn't skanky and open-minded. Are there places you can go to dance in your area? Somewhere there is music, drinking, mingling and dancing? Or are there any activities you enjoy that you can join a club?
 
OMG, you don't want to have relations with someone you describe as homely! So really the first issue is finding that person who is NOT homely. You need to find someone new who isn't skanky and open-minded. Are there places you can go to dance in your area? Somewhere there is music, drinking, mingling and dancing? Or are there any activities you enjoy that you can join a club?

Homely is a poor choice of words, but she is more plain Jane, prim, mom jeans kind of lady.
 
Homely is a poor choice of words, but she is more plain Jane, prim, mom jeans kind of lady.

Yeah sure, Plain Jane, I know the type...

All proper until she drops her library book, takes off her glasses and let's her hair down. Then she is smokin' hot, loves anal and can suck the chrome off a trailer hitch. Ahhh, yessss.

Oh sorry! I was lost for a minute there.

So your trouble is still finding the right person. Sort of universal. finding the right guy or gal.

You either have to get out and find someone new in a social setting or find someone on Lit you trust. Or both, you go with to a social setting with someone you trust from Lit as a chaperone.
 
My latest fantasy

My latest fantasy involves being found by my wife looking at a video of a man being ass fucked by his girlfriend with a dildo. I try to claim it is an accident but she doesnt believe me.
She decides that if I dont want my parents to know what I look at then I need to be punished.
The punishment will be that she will fuck my ass with her own toy until I beg her to stop.
She tells me to strip and bend over. First she slips one finger past the rim up to the knuckle then another.
"How do you like that"
I can only groan with pleasure.
"You do like it dont you" as she moves them backand forth.
"Well lets see how you like my dildo" as she forces it roughly in to me
"your a little ass slut. I can see your cock is rock hard"
I feel so full and stretched and I love the fact my wife is talking to me like this.
Her hand reaches round and takes hold of my straining cock and I instantly shoot cum everywhere.
"Dont think this is the end of the matter" she whispers in my ear.
God I hope not!
 
Secrets

I'm on Lit. I say what comes to mind. Secrets?

Well...

Okay.

I kinda like Abba.

I feel so - unclean now...
 
I'm on Lit. I say what comes to mind. Secrets?

Well...

Okay.

I kinda like Abba.

I feel so - unclean now...

Eww.... That's perverted!:eek:

When I was a kid we used to play Abba in the school yard. I always used to want to be Frida (the brunette) but never could because I was blonde.
I'm sure that affected me deeply.
 
Eww.... That's perverted!:eek:

When I was a kid we used to play Abba in the school yard. I always used to want to be Frida (the brunette) but never could because I was blonde.
I'm sure that affected me deeply.

Should I feel stupid for not knowing what abba is?
 
Eww.... That's perverted!:eek:

When I was a kid we used to play Abba in the school yard. I always used to want to be Frida (the brunette) but never could because I was blonde.
I'm sure that affected me deeply.

Yes, probably the worst fetish/perversion I have; and lawd I do have a few...
 
I can't believe after reading some posts here today, a few things that happen to me today bring me back here to tell you about it.

I Went to the mall today(with some friends oh how I wish I was alone) I left my friends to go to the restroom and on my way there, I passed some of the designer stores where all the men in their suits were, I saw one Man older (older than i am) sitting down knees open bent over looking away at his cell phone, my chance to check him out. A bald good looking tall man!( in a suit) my most dirty thoughts about him where when i was exiting the restroom and walking down the hall to enter the flow of shopping people again and he was sitting on the bench, still bent over and his pants rose up over his ankles a bit (from the way he was sitting). I couldn't help think how i'd want to be told by him, crawl over to me. A real life dom in front of me I thought. flashes of a video I saw recently where a girl had her hands rubbing over a bald mans head while he went down on her came to mind, if only he knew what I was thinking of when I saw him but He never looked up

I have another story from today to tell, same mall different guy. i'll be back to post it
 
Next story:

As I sit across from a Starbucks coffee shop waiting for something/someone a friend something or other, I see this bald tall, buff, tan guy. (two bald guys in one day!!)
I think the first thing I noticed about him is his height, his stature, well built, then the pink VS bag.
I know i have that as my av picture and everyone is going to think I’m VS obsessed then thats your opinion to have.
Watching him walk with that girly bag makes me laugh a little until I start to think about what could or is in that bag and who he is bringing it to. Lucky girl i think. Oddly enough the night before I went on this outing I was chatting to someone about bying lingerie for a woman.
So its fair to say I’m a bit turned on with my thoughts. I'm sitting next to one of my friends as she is talking to me and I give her my attention, she was a bit sad that day. As we continue to chat she ask me to go get her an iced coffee from SB, ugh the line was long, really long! but the poor girl I said yes.

When I walk over I notice Mr pink bag is sitting at a table outside of the shop, just sitting there kind of frowning looking at his phone. I'm a little red in the checks because of what I was think about earlier and now I’m even closer to him. He looks up, I’m obviously in line waiting to enter the shop due to the long line leaving me outside while he’s sitting there looking deep in thought but even as he raises his head to look up which happens to be him looking up at me he still looks angry. I just smile. Then look away. (I do NOT take out my phone, contrary to many people now a days) so I've got nothing to do but look around me, move a couple steps forward. I'm left to my thoughts again. This guy is waiting to meet someone from lit I think to myself. He wants to give her the bag from VS as a gift on there first meeting, cheeky chap. I think my cheeks are getting red again. As I walk deeper into the cafe and I'm 'looking around' part of my looking around is outside ;) and I see Mr pink bag look up at me, he looks remarkably less mad, and angry! weird I thought, for that moment our eyes locked for a few seconds and I think I smiled again, but then quickly looked down.

Back to my own thoughts, of stories on lit where people actually meet one another I think about how this guy could be just like any of those guys on lit, he could be one!. After ordering my drink I wished that he would have came in, but it never happened. as I waited for my drink I could no longer sneak peeks out the window to see him, when I finally got my drink and I went to table that has cream and sugar to add some to the drink, he was just outside the window from where i was standing!! he did not look up and I was trying to concentrate on what I was doing (because it's at times like these that sugar learns to "fly" in some magical way you and I would not understand)...after I'm done I have one look up and I'm out to my friend my back to him that is it. and as I sit down with my friends and I look back at the cafe I see his back and he is leaving the mall.

notes:
He never bought a drink.
I think I want to continue this story with someone...
 
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