Wit & Nipples šŸ’

Sounds like a wonderful day. Doing everything in the nude, ranging from gardening to hiking to the beach. If only it were more socially acceptable in more public places.

With that said, thank you for the pictures.
 
Guys 🄲 it’s come to my attention that a few people from my personal life, or people pretending to be, have found their way over here.

I’m not complaining. I’ve always been openly sexual on my other platforms, so I’m not scared of being trolled or ā€œexposedā€ so that doesn’t rattle me.

What does bother me is the recent wave of extremely cryptic messages I’ve been receiving.

Over the past three weeks, a handful of very new accounts have reached out, hinting that we’ve ā€œbeen intimateā€ before, or saying things like: ā€œI never knew you were into pissplay, you weren’t when you were with me.ā€ Etc etc. šŸ™‚

The creepiest message said something along the lines of:

ā€œI’ve met you in real life, and your writing has inspired me to find you again.ā€

(Pls don’t.)

I don’t know who you are. And the fact that you won’t say makes it worse. If we’ve met, at least say how or where. I receive hundreds of messages (and I genuinely try to reply to everyone who’s kind). But if I’ve seemed especially quiet lately, it’s because of these strange, invasive pms.

It’s worrying. It’s a lil unsettling. And it’s starting to affect how I engage here. (Ie, no more fun in the threads in case someone tries to fuck with me in my real life)

So, just a gentle reminder:

If you’ve got something to say, say it. Clearly. Respectfully. And preferably, not anonymously, if you’re pretending to know me at least give me a name that resonates with my actual life.

Otherwise, please respect that this is my little space to share my work and have fun not to play guessing games.

Thanks to everyone who continues to support me, read my stuff, and send kind words.
 
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I totally agree with @deft! You should be able to do and say whatever you want without getting such message. What an ass hole!
I'm sorry that you get such messages and hope things work out in the best ways!
 
Honestly, thank you. Most people are lovely. It’s just a weird someone or a few that have made things a bit awkward. I appreciate you saying that. šŸ’›
Sorry to hear that! I imagine it’s just attention hungry sad folk.

Having you around here is very, very enjoyable and it’s great to hear these idiots don’t put you off! 🄰
 
Guys 🄲 it’s come to my attention that a few people from my personal life, or people pretending to be, have found their way over here.

I’m not complaining. I’ve always been openly sexual on my other platforms, so I’m not scared of being trolled or ā€œexposedā€ so that doesn’t rattle me.

What does bother me is the recent wave of extremely cryptic messages I’ve been receiving.

Over the past three weeks, a handful of very new accounts have reached out, hinting that we’ve ā€œbeen intimateā€ before, or saying things like: ā€œI never knew you were into pissplay, you weren’t when you were with me.ā€ Etc etc. šŸ™‚

The creepiest message said something along the lines of:

ā€œI’ve met you in real life, and your writing has inspired me to find you again.ā€

(Pls don’t.)

I don’t know who you are. And the fact that you won’t say makes it worse. If we’ve met, at least say how or where. I receive hundreds of messages (and I genuinely try to reply to everyone who’s kind). But if I’ve seemed especially quiet lately, it’s because of these strange, invasive pms.

It’s worrying. It’s a lil unsettling. And it’s starting to affect how I engage here. (Ie, no more fun in the threads in case someone tries to fuck with me in my real life)

So, just a gentle reminder:

If you’ve got something to say, say it. Clearly. Respectfully. And preferably, not anonymously, if you’re pretending to know me at least give me a name that resonates with my actual life.

Otherwise, please respect that this is my little space to share my work and have fun not to play guessing games.

Thanks to everyone who continues to support me, read my stuff, and send kind words.
Why are some people just such arseholes getting off on such rubbish? It’s nuts and you shouldn’t have to put up with it. You’re lovely and please keep being yourself and ignore them (though that is very difficult).
 
Guys 🄲 it’s come to my attention that a few people from my personal life, or people pretending to be, have found their way over here.

I’m not complaining. I’ve always been openly sexual on my other platforms, so I’m not scared of being trolled or ā€œexposedā€ so that doesn’t rattle me.

What does bother me is the recent wave of extremely cryptic messages I’ve been receiving.

Over the past three weeks, a handful of very new accounts have reached out, hinting that we’ve ā€œbeen intimateā€ before, or saying things like: ā€œI never knew you were into pissplay, you weren’t when you were with me.ā€ Etc etc. šŸ™‚

The creepiest message said something along the lines of:

ā€œI’ve met you in real life, and your writing has inspired me to find you again.ā€

(Pls don’t.)

I don’t know who you are. And the fact that you won’t say makes it worse. If we’ve met, at least say how or where. I receive hundreds of messages (and I genuinely try to reply to everyone who’s kind). But if I’ve seemed especially quiet lately, it’s because of these strange, invasive pms.

It’s worrying. It’s a lil unsettling. And it’s starting to affect how I engage here. (Ie, no more fun in the threads in case someone tries to fuck with me in my real life)

So, just a gentle reminder:

If you’ve got something to say, say it. Clearly. Respectfully. And preferably, not anonymously, if you’re pretending to know me at least give me a name that resonates with my actual life.

Otherwise, please respect that this is my little space to share my work and have fun not to play guessing games.

Thanks to everyone who continues to support me, read my stuff, and send kind words.
Hey,

Just wanted to add my support, we're all very happy that your comfortable being you, the creeps and the prudes can go f**k off
 
Guys 🄲 it’s come to my attention that a few people from my personal life, or people pretending to be, have found their way over here.

I’m not complaining. I’ve always been openly sexual on my other platforms, so I’m not scared of being trolled or ā€œexposedā€ so that doesn’t rattle me.

What does bother me is the recent wave of extremely cryptic messages I’ve been receiving.

Over the past three weeks, a handful of very new accounts have reached out, hinting that we’ve ā€œbeen intimateā€ before, or saying things like: ā€œI never knew you were into pissplay, you weren’t when you were with me.ā€ Etc etc. šŸ™‚

The creepiest message said something along the lines of:

ā€œI’ve met you in real life, and your writing has inspired me to find you again.ā€

(Pls don’t.)

I don’t know who you are. And the fact that you won’t say makes it worse. If we’ve met, at least say how or where. I receive hundreds of messages (and I genuinely try to reply to everyone who’s kind). But if I’ve seemed especially quiet lately, it’s because of these strange, invasive pms.

It’s worrying. It’s a lil unsettling. And it’s starting to affect how I engage here. (Ie, no more fun in the threads in case someone tries to fuck with me in my real life)

So, just a gentle reminder:

If you’ve got something to say, say it. Clearly. Respectfully. And preferably, not anonymously, if you’re pretending to know me at least give me a name that resonates with my actual life.

Otherwise, please respect that this is my little space to share my work and have fun not to play guessing games.

Thanks to everyone who continues to support me, read my stuff, and send kind words.
With me it’s new men on here
I’m polite the first time
The next I’m not and block them
 
Guys 🄲 it’s come to my attention that a few people from my personal life, or people pretending to be, have found their way over here.

I’m not complaining. I’ve always been openly sexual on my other platforms, so I’m not scared of being trolled or ā€œexposedā€ so that doesn’t rattle me.

What does bother me is the recent wave of extremely cryptic messages I’ve been receiving.

Over the past three weeks, a handful of very new accounts have reached out, hinting that we’ve ā€œbeen intimateā€ before, or saying things like: ā€œI never knew you were into pissplay, you weren’t when you were with me.ā€ Etc etc. šŸ™‚

The creepiest message said something along the lines of:

ā€œI’ve met you in real life, and your writing has inspired me to find you again.ā€

(Pls don’t.)

I don’t know who you are. And the fact that you won’t say makes it worse. If we’ve met, at least say how or where. I receive hundreds of messages (and I genuinely try to reply to everyone who’s kind). But if I’ve seemed especially quiet lately, it’s because of these strange, invasive pms.

It’s worrying. It’s a lil unsettling. And it’s starting to affect how I engage here. (Ie, no more fun in the threads in case someone tries to fuck with me in my real life)

So, just a gentle reminder:

If you’ve got something to say, say it. Clearly. Respectfully. And preferably, not anonymously, if you’re pretending to know me at least give me a name that resonates with my actual life.

Otherwise, please respect that this is my little space to share my work and have fun not to play guessing games.

Thanks to everyone who continues to support me, read my stuff, and send kind words.
You deserve better.
The trolls can go fuck themselves.

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Not sure how this is the first time I've stumbled upon this thread, but but it looks looks like I've missed some excitement!

Sorry to hear you are dealing with some dicks. Too bad some people are idiots and dont know how to conduct themselves.
 
Guys 🄲 it’s come to my attention that a few people from my personal life, or people pretending to be, have found their way over here.

I’m not complaining. I’ve always been openly sexual on my other platforms, so I’m not scared of being trolled or ā€œexposedā€ so that doesn’t rattle me.

What does bother me is the recent wave of extremely cryptic messages I’ve been receiving.

Over the past three weeks, a handful of very new accounts have reached out, hinting that we’ve ā€œbeen intimateā€ before, or saying things like: ā€œI never knew you were into pissplay, you weren’t when you were with me.ā€ Etc etc. šŸ™‚

The creepiest message said something along the lines of:

ā€œI’ve met you in real life, and your writing has inspired me to find you again.ā€

(Pls don’t.)

I don’t know who you are. And the fact that you won’t say makes it worse. If we’ve met, at least say how or where. I receive hundreds of messages (and I genuinely try to reply to everyone who’s kind). But if I’ve seemed especially quiet lately, it’s because of these strange, invasive pms.

It’s worrying. It’s a lil unsettling. And it’s starting to affect how I engage here. (Ie, no more fun in the threads in case someone tries to fuck with me in my real life)

So, just a gentle reminder:

If you’ve got something to say, say it. Clearly. Respectfully. And preferably, not anonymously, if you’re pretending to know me at least give me a name that resonates with my actual life.

Otherwise, please respect that this is my little space to share my work and have fun not to play guessing games.

Thanks to everyone who continues to support me, read my stuff, and send kind words.
I think you are hot, brilliant, and intriguing. I am not going to send you weird creeper messages though.
 
Guys 🄲 it’s come to my attention that a few people from my personal life, or people pretending to be, have found their way over here.

I’m not complaining. I’ve always been openly sexual on my other platforms, so I’m not scared of being trolled or ā€œexposedā€ so that doesn’t rattle me.

What does bother me is the recent wave of extremely cryptic messages I’ve been receiving.

Over the past three weeks, a handful of very new accounts have reached out, hinting that we’ve ā€œbeen intimateā€ before, or saying things like: ā€œI never knew you were into pissplay, you weren’t when you were with me.ā€ Etc etc. šŸ™‚

The creepiest message said something along the lines of:

ā€œI’ve met you in real life, and your writing has inspired me to find you again.ā€

(Pls don’t.)

I don’t know who you are. And the fact that you won’t say makes it worse. If we’ve met, at least say how or where. I receive hundreds of messages (and I genuinely try to reply to everyone who’s kind). But if I’ve seemed especially quiet lately, it’s because of these strange, invasive pms.

It’s worrying. It’s a lil unsettling. And it’s starting to affect how I engage here. (Ie, no more fun in the threads in case someone tries to fuck with me in my real life)

So, just a gentle reminder:

If you’ve got something to say, say it. Clearly. Respectfully. And preferably, not anonymously, if you’re pretending to know me at least give me a name that resonates with my actual life.

Otherwise, please respect that this is my little space to share my work and have fun not to play guessing games.

Thanks to everyone who continues to support me, read my stuff, and send kind words.
Oh dear, so sorry that the good sides of being a Lit person should have been ruined for you. Hope it stops soon.
 
Thank you to everyone who messaged me privately and publicly regarding my recent encounter with a particularly uninspired stalker.

(If you’re reading this, darling please next time, bring some charisma.) 🤫

To the rest of you: your words, your wit, your concern… deeply appreciated. Truly.

And perhaps… rewarded.

You’ll find I’ve scattered a few distractions throughout this post…breadcrumbs for the bold, indulgences for the observant. If you’re clever enough to find them, you’re probably clever enough to know exactly what I need after the horrors of today.

Let’s just say: I’m in the mood to be cheered up. Thoroughly. Repeatedly. With skill.
 
Thank you to everyone who messaged me privately and publicly regarding my recent encounter with a particularly uninspired stalker.

(If you’re reading this, darling please next time, bring some charisma.) 🤫

To the rest of you: your words, your wit, your concern… deeply appreciated. Truly.

And perhaps… rewarded.

You’ll find I’ve scattered a few distractions throughout this post…breadcrumbs for the bold, indulgences for the observant. If you’re clever enough to find them, you’re probably clever enough to know exactly what I need after the horrors of today.

Let’s just say: I’m in the mood to be cheered up. Thoroughly. Repeatedly. With skill.
Fantastic, so glad you're in a good, happy and horny mood ā¤ļø

If you need me I'll be trying to hid something on the bus
 
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