Wit & Nipples 🍒

See, this to me is a lovely compliment which I won't take lightly.

I usually hate my voice, despise listening back to voice notes and my voice in videos. This audio made me feel like I sounded rather sexy...I might look into recording some of my stories to the audio side to the site at this point, too!

Thankyou, from the bottom of my cun-…heart ;) I really appreciate it!
I got something for the bottom of your cun...heart. 😈😈😈
Done doing Dad duty, but no privacy to have another round.
 
See, this to me is a lovely compliment which I won't take lightly.

I usually hate my voice, despise listening back to voice notes and my voice in videos. This audio made me feel like I sounded rather sexy...I might look into recording some of my stories to the audio side to the site at this point, too!

Thankyou, from the bottom of my cun-…heart ;) I really appreciate it!
I haven’t listened to a lot of the audio on lit for reasons, but you’ve got the right timing on it. The better ones are not just reading a story, but more “radio theater” style. Pauses, sound effects. You did a great job.

I hate listening to myself or even worse, watching myself. It’s normal.

The bottom of your cun- is most welcome. 🤣
 
Sooo lovely horny people….

I wrote something with the permission of a beautiful new friend of mine… @EvaLane.. some of you may already know her. She’s a little bit fucking incredible so… maybe… juuustttt maybe…reading the following might cause some trouser tightening.

(I did write it in around an hour so… excuse some of the shoddy grammar and sentences)

Make sure to imagine, open your minds wideee open and have fun reading.

For story context purposes:

My name is Anna. And my sub girlfriend’s name is Eva. We share a dom. Dom = Daddy in our story. One of our biggest rules is: no fucking without Daddy being there to watch… and well… we failed. I blame Eva. 😈



“He’s late.” Eva huffed, throwing her paintbrush across the room. Pink paint splattered across the wooden kitchen floor, past the newspapers we had laid down to avoid making a mess.

“You know he’s busy with meetings today Eva. And FUCK he’s going to be mad when he sees the mess you’ve just made.” I picked up my paintbrush and flicked the remnants of black paint at her face.

Eva glared at me, and on impulse splashed more of the pink at me, she moved so quickly the cup of water we had been using to clean the brushes tipped over.

We both looked at each other solemnly, with serious faces and then burst out laughing.


“I guess he’s going to make us clean it all up as punishment whilst we’re naked or something and pretend he’s so mad at us, right?” Eva remarked, fake sighing.

We giggled, both of us standing up to assess the damage from a slightly higher point. The kitchen floor and side cabinets had seen better days, black and pink could be seen all over the light oak wooden kitchen interior, not to mention the murky brown pool of water now leaking into the newspaper. I narrowed my eyes at her, though my lips betrayed me with a grin.

She looked so fucking good flushed and covered in paint, it was hard not to smile.

“Hmm, but you started it.” I took a step towards her, my paintbrush dangling from my fingers.

I lunged, quick enough to make her squeal and stumble back against the counter. My brush left a thick black line down her collarbone, dragging over her pale, porcelain skin exposed by her sweater.

“You bitch!” she gasped, laughing, and before I could dodge her, she grabbed my wrist and dragged her fingers through the wet paint on my brush, then smeared it directly across my jaw.

I snatched her arm and pulled her towards me so that we were now almost pressed against each other, so close I could smell the vanilla perfume she always wore. Her hair tickled my nose and I could feel her breasts against mine. Looking at me with those wide eyes, her long lashes framing those perfect, fucking eyes, she BIT HER LIP.

Eva looked up at me through , her long lashes framing those perfect, fucking eyes and bit her lip.

“Are you trying to make me fuck you, Eva?”

Her breath hitched, cheeks glowing but she didn't answer. Instead, she shimmied out of her knitted shorts, kicking them into the corner and dragged the tip of one nail over my stomach. Goosebumps scattered up my arms and my body tensed.

“You know the rule,” I whispered, even as my hand closed over hers, pushing her fingers lower, until they were circling lazily over the front of my leggings.

“You’re already wet though, aren’t you Anna.” Her voice was barely a murmur, but it made my knees weak.

I shoved her back, hard, so she hit the counter with a soft thud. Eva, always breaking the fucking rules.

She breathed heavily as I looked her up and down, my mind racing. If he came home now and found us, found this mess? We would be in trouble, but before I could make up my mind I found my lips crashing against hers. Her hand tried eagerly sliding under my shirt, but I caught her wrist and spun her around, pressing her into the counter from behind. I tore the sweater off her shoulders and dragged the black paintbrush straight down her spine, stopping just above her ass.

She gasped, writhing. “Please, Anna.”

I smirked, kissing the side of her neck, then used a hand to spank her, firmly.

“Please what? Please don’t tell Daddy what a little horny slut you’re being for me? Or please make me cum? Use your words Anna. What does Daddy always tell you?”

I spanked her again, harder this time, leaving a cute little mark, then used my hand to separate her thighs.

“To use my words. To ask for things properly and politely.”

I spread her legs even wider, taking my palm and spanking her between them.

“Then tell me what you want.”

I could feel her wetness on my fingers now, so I spread her lips with one hand and took the brush again, swirling it up and down. Her noises grew louder and more desperate.

“Make me cum please. Please make me cum.”

Her voice was breathless, she always got so high pitched when she was desperate and begging.

I dragged the tip of the brush back between her thighs, teasing up the inside of her leg until the bristles just grazed her clit. Eva jolted like I’d shocked her, a strangled moan escaping her lips.

“That’s not very polite,” I murmured, continuing to circle lazily, edging the tip of her clit, ever so gently.

“Please,” she gasped, pressing back against me, shameless. “Please, Anna, don’t stop.”

“Please make me cum, Anna. Please, I’m begging you.”

I grinned against her back. “That’s better Eva.”



LOTS MORE TO CUM.

But this is an edge for you. And leaves space for me and Eva to cook up some more 😈
 
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That is a very sexy scene that you have both depicted there. There is something truly very erotic about two women becoming increasingly intimate and aroused with each other, especially in the context of having been doing an otherwise relatively mundane task. I look forward to seeing how this develops.

(P.S. I did see a very enticing gif that Eva posted last night, so I know of whom you speak ;) ).
 
LOTS MORE TO CUM.

But this is an edge for you. And leaves space for me and Eva to cook up some more 😈
☺️🤗🥰😍😍😍😍😍😍 nearly speechless but!! https://voca.ro/1n3ujmsAo2xn 🫣

You absolutely spoil these lovely men on the regular so I will happily take the prettiest seat that matches the host - momentarily 🥰

Just for.. a moment. With a lot less quality. Hi friendssssss 👋🏼 👑 for those who don’t know me, that’s alrighty, you can just picture whatever you’d like 😋 or maybe you’ll see me around one dayyyyyyyy
 
☺️🤗🥰😍😍😍😍😍😍 nearly speechless but!! https://voca.ro/1n3ujmsAo2xn 🫣

You absolutely spoil these lovely men on the regular so I will happily take the prettiest seat that matches the host - momentarily 🥰

Just for.. a moment. With a lot less quality. Hi friendssssss 👋🏼 👑 for those who don’t know me, that’s alrighty, you can just picture whatever you’d like 😋 or maybe you’ll see me around one dayyyyyyyy
You take that seat right next to me 🖤

Especially when here on my thread.

And for Eva’s sake because she’s being totally humble: imagine a beautiful, curvaceous whimsical horny little fairy…. 🧚🏻‍♀️😈
 
I will definitely confirm the beautiful and curvaceous part. The rest, I look forward to finding out about through whatever collaboration the two of you decide to devise ;) .
Not the biggest fan of anime art but I quickly ran to deviant art to rustle up an AI of Eva and I…

Click below to see the higher version of our selves plotting and scheming the demise of the men here on Lit in gruelling detail 😈

https://postimg.cc/6TWYFYvP
 
I'm the same about anime art, but I love the fact that you've put this together nevertheless ;) .

I have a feeling that this is going to be double trouble :devilish: . I am so looking forward it though ;) .
Double trouble?

Hmmm…

Are you implying that we’re in trouble? Or that you’ll be in trouble? 😈

Either or…. I don’t mind.

It only makes me want to misbehave further. 🥰



I’m really not sure what it is exactly that I dislike about anime? I never liked it, even growing up when I was artsy most of my friends would draw a lot of manga from Japanese comics? I never got into it. I much prefer realism.

Although the animated series on Netflix, Love Death and Robots is really freaking good!!
 
I think we’re both very similar in some senses…

I’m looking very much forward to getting to know her better….🖤🩷

I don’t want to over share but… we might one day, even co record some audios 😝

Oh but… that’s if you’re lucky of course.
Hell, I’m a rabbit. Of course I’m lucky.
☺️🤗🥰😍😍😍😍😍😍 nearly speechless but!! https://voca.ro/1n3ujmsAo2xn 🫣

You absolutely spoil these lovely men on the regular so I will happily take the prettiest seat that matches the host - momentarily 🥰

Just for.. a moment. With a lot less quality. Hi friendssssss 👋🏼 👑 for those who don’t know me, that’s alrighty, you can just picture whatever you’d like 😋 or maybe you’ll see me around one dayyyyyyyy
Your emojis are broken. Spankings are in order.
 
☺️🤗🥰😍😍😍😍😍😍 nearly speechless but!! https://voca.ro/1n3ujmsAo2xn 🫣

You absolutely spoil these lovely men on the regular so I will happily take the prettiest seat that matches the host - momentarily 🥰

Just for.. a moment. With a lot less quality. Hi friendssssss 👋🏼 👑 for those who don’t know me, that’s alrighty, you can just picture whatever you’d like 😋 or maybe you’ll see me around one dayyyyyyyy
If there was ever going to be a crossover that would cause a man to accidentally hurt himself this might be it
 
Sooo lovely horny people….

I wrote something with the permission of a beautiful new friend of mine… @EvaLane.. some of you may already know her. She’s a little bit fucking incredible so… maybe… juuustttt maybe…reading the following might cause some trouser tightening.

(I did write it in around an hour so… excuse some of the shoddy grammar and sentences)

Make sure to imagine, open your minds wideee open and have fun reading.

For story context purposes:

My name is Anna. And my sub girlfriend’s name is Eva. We share a dom. Dom = Daddy in our story. One of our biggest rules is: no fucking without Daddy being there to watch… and well… we failed. I blame Eva. 😈



“He’s late.” Eva huffed, throwing her paintbrush across the room. Pink paint splattered across the wooden kitchen floor, past the newspapers we had laid down to avoid making a mess.

“You know he’s busy with meetings today Eva. And FUCK he’s going to be mad when he sees the mess you’ve just made.” I picked up my paintbrush and flicked the remnants of black paint at her face.

Eva glared at me, and on impulse splashed more of the pink at me, she moved so quickly the cup of water we had been using to clean the brushes tipped over.

We both looked at each other solemnly, with serious faces and then burst out laughing.


“I guess he’s going to make us clean it all up as punishment whilst we’re naked or something and pretend he’s so mad at us, right?” Eva remarked, fake sighing.

We giggled, both of us standing up to assess the damage from a slightly higher point. The kitchen floor and side cabinets had seen better days, black and pink could be seen all over the light oak wooden kitchen interior, not to mention the murky brown pool of water now leaking into the newspaper. I narrowed my eyes at her, though my lips betrayed me with a grin.

She looked so fucking good flushed and covered in paint, it was hard not to smile.

“Hmm, but you started it.” I took a step towards her, my paintbrush dangling from my fingers.

I lunged, quick enough to make her squeal and stumble back against the counter. My brush left a thick black line down her collarbone, dragging over her pale, porcelain skin exposed by her sweater.

“You bitch!” she gasped, laughing, and before I could dodge her, she grabbed my wrist and dragged her fingers through the wet paint on my brush, then smeared it directly across my jaw.

I snatched her arm and pulled her towards me so that we were now almost pressed against each other, so close I could smell the vanilla perfume she always wore. Her hair tickled my nose and I could feel her breasts against mine. Looking at me with those wide eyes, her long lashes framing those perfect, fucking eyes, she BIT HER LIP.

Eva looked up at me through , her long lashes framing those perfect, fucking eyes and bit her lip.

“Are you trying to make me fuck you, Eva?”

Her breath hitched, cheeks glowing but she didn't answer. Instead, she shimmied out of her knitted shorts, kicking them into the corner and dragged the tip of one nail over my stomach. Goosebumps scattered up my arms and my body tensed.

“You know the rule,” I whispered, even as my hand closed over hers, pushing her fingers lower, until they were circling lazily over the front of my leggings.

“You’re already wet though, aren’t you Anna.” Her voice was barely a murmur, but it made my knees weak.

I shoved her back, hard, so she hit the counter with a soft thud. Eva, always breaking the fucking rules.

She breathed heavily as I looked her up and down, my mind racing. If he came home now and found us, found this mess? We would be in trouble, but before I could make up my mind I found my lips crashing against hers. Her hand tried eagerly sliding under my shirt, but I caught her wrist and spun her around, pressing her into the counter from behind. I tore the sweater off her shoulders and dragged the black paintbrush straight down her spine, stopping just above her ass.

She gasped, writhing. “Please, Anna.”

I smirked, kissing the side of her neck, then used a hand to spank her, firmly.

“Please what? Please don’t tell Daddy what a little horny slut you’re being for me? Or please make me cum? Use your words Anna. What does Daddy always tell you?”

I spanked her again, harder this time, leaving a cute little mark, then used my hand to separate her thighs.

“To use my words. To ask for things properly and politely.”

I spread her legs even wider, taking my palm and spanking her between them.

“Then tell me what you want.”

I could feel her wetness on my fingers now, so I spread her lips with one hand and took the brush again, swirling it up and down. Her noises grew louder and more desperate.

“Make me cum please. Please make me cum.”

Her voice was breathless, she always got so high pitched when she was desperate and begging.

I dragged the tip of the brush back between her thighs, teasing up the inside of her leg until the bristles just grazed her clit. Eva jolted like I’d shocked her, a strangled moan escaping her lips.

“That’s not very polite,” I murmured, continuing to circle lazily, edging the tip of her clit, ever so gently.

“Please,” she gasped, pressing back against me, shameless. “Please, Anna, don’t stop.”

“Please make me cum, Anna. Please, I’m begging you.”

I grinned against her back. “That’s better Eva.”



LOTS MORE TO CUM.

But this is an edge for you. And leaves space for me and Eva to cook up some more 😈
Can I lick this cum off my hand now?
 
I think that we will be in trouble, as I cannot imagine how irresistible you will be together, let alone on your own :D ;) !

The anime for me feels really fake and also too young as well for my tastes. It does nothing for me. Like you, I prefer the realism of real women, not a cartoon caricature of a rather strange interpretation of feminity. I am happy for all those who do like it, but it's not my thing at all.

I do like animation that looks more realistic. I'm old enough to remember He-Man and the Masters of the Universe first time around though, so I will always be biased to more classical styles of animation.
 
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