Litiquette V

Enjoying your Literotica porn? Which are you more willing to do?

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  • Post porn as a way to entice more PMs

    Votes: 10 3.2%
  • Post porn as shock value

    Votes: 2 0.6%
  • Use the porn you see here to masturbate to

    Votes: 78 24.6%

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Good morning. it appears that some had great weekends, and the bell curve of life would say that some did not. Are you a believer in net sum zero? That for every positive thing that occurs there's an equally negative thing that happens elsewhere? Somme sort of cosmic version of Newton's third law.

If true, would you temper your positive moods to help offset someone else's dispair?

Are you saying that my awesome weekend is responsible for the karmic shitstorm that someone else went through?
I can't remedy that. I think life is like entropy. There is no net zero, it's ever increasing and changing. Actually, life is the actual manifestation of entropy... How have I not thought of this before?! Life is not a closed system and its fucking beautiful and messy. It's such a contrast and conflict of ideas.

I often temper myself to offset others, however it's not because of a net zero outcome. I slowly boil them to death with positivity, but as you are quite familiar with I'm sure, you can't connect easily with someone if you're on different levels. I often will change myself to connect and then once I've established a connection, I am a force to overcome. I love to raise people up, help them find themselves again and be happy.
 
I read quite often about going back and doing things over for a different result. Makes sense for those times when life zigged when you wanted it to zag. But what about those perfect moments, those days when your wildest expectations were exceeded. Would you want to have the stars align for a repeat performance? Or does repetition take away from the specialness?
 
I read quite often about going back and doing things over for a different result. Makes sense for those times when life zigged when you wanted it to zag. But what about those perfect moments, those days when your wildest expectations were exceeded. Would you want to have the stars align for a repeat performance? Or does repetition take away from the specialness?

I'd probably leave it be in the memory banks and visit it there...

I think this might also apply to places. Somewhere you visited or lived many, many years ago that you loved for whatever reason. Should you go back? Will it just be disappointing, or changed, or will it build on your memory of it? I remembered an extraordinary beach in Cornwall from early childhood holidays, where the sea was crystal clear, the sand soft, the cliffs rugged and the ice-cream the best ever. I had an opportunity a few years ago to go back, and I vacillated - what if it had become a tacky, commercial mess of bucket and spade shops and chippies? I went. It was still beautiful. :)
 
I think it depends. Of course there are some days I want to live a million times over and I'd never tire of them. Go fishing with my grandpa one more time? Yes, please. Hear my sister's voice on the other end of the phone at the most inopportune moment because she had a knack for calling at the worst possible time? Yes, please.

But in general, I am not a fan of trying to recreate a special moment. It doesn't seem to work well. For me, anyway.
 
To me it's like trying to capture lightning in a bottle....almost difficult to recreate the exact moment, time, emotions and senses once time has moved on and you have experienced other things in your life. Sometimes the thought of those wonderful times can be more treasured than the attempt to recreate because of how we all have changed over time.

I did have a what it things were different and we could go back moment with a friend a few months ago. We were slow dancing after not seeing each other for many years and knew there was still a connection between us. As we danced we moved into that conversation of "if things had been different" but decided that if they had been....then all of the other experiences we had independently had over the years would have probably never happened. So...it was a warm slow dance of whispered thoughts that were enjoyed in the moment but put back up on the shelf knowing they could not be relived in the same what....

what was the question again?
 
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After further review, nodding, while it has its finer points, needs much more elaboration to be considered a full-fledge contribution.

-management

sometimes when I kneel between his feet
and remove him from his boxer briefs
and slide my tongue along he lent
I do this thing that's kind of like nodding

but.. what was the question...
 
sometimes when I kneel between his feet
and remove him from his boxer briefs
and slide my tongue along he lent
I do this thing that's kind of like nodding

but.. what was the question...

Now that kind of nodding is not only approved its encouraged

-management
 
*noods to all above answers*

After further review, nodding, while it has its finer points, needs much more elaboration to be considered a full-fledge contribution.

-management

Rude. :mad:

I'd probably leave it be in the memory banks and visit it there...

But in general, I am not a fan of trying to recreate a special moment. It doesn't seem to work well. For me, anyway.

I think those memories that are a pleasure to retrieve act as a springboard for new fantasies. :cattail:
 
After further review, nodding, while it has its finer points, needs much more elaboration to be considered a full-fledge contribution.

-management

I slowly crawl down his body, my nails rake over his chest, down the stomach and rest on his thighs. I stop.
Our eyes meet as I kneel between his legs, the chain on my collar pulled taut.
My fingers grow impatient, the butterflies in my stomach dance as I wait for permission.
And he makes me wait, testing me.
The chain slacks and my heart races when I finally hear "Yes my minx, you may."

Excellent idea GiggleG. ;)

I'm not responsible for any seams letting loose.
And I'm still nodding to today's question. :eek:
 
I slowly crawl down his body, my nails rake over his chest, down the stomach and rest on his thighs. I stop.
Our eyes meet as I kneel between his legs, the chain on my collar pulled taut.
My fingers grow impatient, the butterflies in my stomach dance as I wait for permission.
And he makes me wait, testing me.
The chain slacks and my heart races when I finally hear "Yes my minx, you may."

Excellent idea GiggleG. ;)

I'm not responsible for any seams letting loose.
And I'm still nodding to today's question. :eek:

Oh my......I'm not sure there are any seams able to withstand the type of pressure being created
 
The perfect moment. We've all had them, we've all waited for them, and we've all had them slip past. How do you recognize the perfect moment? And when you do, are you ready or do you let move past like rushing water?
 
I have had a few perfect moments that I have realized while in them. And what a delicious, peaceful feeling. It's not an active question that I contemplate regularly - I'm just happy that I have the moments that I have recognized.





p.s. Where the heck is everyone today?
 
The perfect moment. We've all had them, we've all waited for them, and we've all had them slip past. How do you recognize the perfect moment? And when you do, are you ready or do you let move past like rushing water?

I don't think I recognize them in the moment but I certainly do think of them as perfect afterwards and I'm able to absorb what happened in that moment that made it perfect.
 
The perfect moment. We've all had them, we've all waited for them, and we've all had them slip past. How do you recognize the perfect moment? And when you do, are you ready or do you let move past like rushing water?

I think if it's 'THE' perfect moment, then you know it when it's happening. I've had good times that I maybe wish had been great, or opportunities that slipped past, but perfect moment? Nahhh, you know it
 
Indeed it was a quiet day around these parts. Those quiet times offer opportunity for reflection and introspection. When you have those quiet times, how do you use them? Is it just recharging or do you take the chance to self-assess and look for ways to improve.
 
Not exactly sure what quiet times are or this idea of recharging. My fuel level has been running dangerously low for sometime now.
I'm pretty much perfect and there's no need for improvement, self-assessment or what ever hocus-pocus nonsense you're talking about. :rolleyes: (jk)
 
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