Litiquette VI

How close do you think Literotica reflects your real life?

  • 100%, The way I interact here is exactly how I interact in real life

    Votes: 39 20.2%
  • 0%, Are you crazy. Literotica is as far away from my real life as anything could possibly be and I l

    Votes: 24 12.4%
  • 50%, It's close to my real life, at least how I interact publicly

    Votes: 43 22.3%
  • 50% I'm far more kinky, naughty, filthy here than I am in real life.

    Votes: 87 45.1%

  • Total voters
    193
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This is my second marriage, and all of my kids are adopted (8 of them.) I was always the kids' mom during my first marriage with a wonderful woman who had no desire to have children. I adopted my present wife's daughter 15 years ago. She's grown and has 2 kids of her own, the three of them live with us.

Happy Mother's Day to all of you moms out there. It is a wonderful, wacky, challenging, sometimes thankless, often overlooked, critically important calling. I hope you all have a terrific day!
 
https://youtu.be/CSvElfxDnsQ

My mother and I, have chosen to walk different paths. The cycle ends with me. So I will get my daughter up, and help her make breakfast for her mother, even though she too doesn't deserve us. And let them choose the paths they walk on their own. I find this song appropriate. Open E tuning.
 
IDK I lost both of my parents’s years earlier then I should have and never had any kids of my own so Mother’s Day is kind of a quite day for me. When I was married I made sure to do right by my spouse and help the step children get what they needed for her. Nowadays enough time has passed to focus more on happy memories which are pretty amazing because sad memories belong in the past.

So Happy Mother’s Day to all of you Lit Mom’s, I hope your day’s filled with happiness and in the future, you’ll have fond memories of today that stand out.
 
Today is Mother’s Day. At least in the a few countries. Not sure if it’s celebrated on different days across the globe.

So today is a day where many of us are thankful for our mothers and all that they do. For others, it’s a day of sadness. Both of my grandmothers passed away in the last year, so this will be the first year I won’t be calling either of them and wishing them a nice day. For others it’s a sad day for other reasons.

Whatever this day is for you, I wish you a happy one. And thanks to all the moms out there who do a job of raising children, keeping a tidy home and taking care if kids, even though they’re difficult as hell. For those who have to do it alone or with little help, our hats are off to you.

Today’s question(s) is/are simple- what does today look like for you? Feel free to share stories of your mother or fond memories.

The Hand Song by Nickel Creek

https://youtu.be/DbT_f2r9uyI

Pmann, I think this is perhaps the sweetest thing you’ve ever posted. :)
 
I’ve been very blessed with a great (s)mother. She can drive me insane sometimes with her passive aggressive guilt trips. She can drive me insane trying to get me to care about things like family pictures and stuff.

However, she was, and is, an amazing mother. She has always been good to me and she loved my sister and me very much. I still live near my mother and I’m grateful to get to see her on a regular basis. She’s always involved in my life and I wouldn’t change it. I hear stories about people with terrible mothers or just crazy behaviours and, thankfully, I cannot relate.

Again, on behalf of all of those at Lit, I want to thank all of you mothers out there willing to come here and post your boobs, given how busy you are.

Also, good song Dribble.
 
My mom wouldn't have gotten any Mother of the Year awards while I was growing up, but after my first baby was born, we have become really close. I'm lucky that we live near by and that she gets to see her grand babies a lot. She's my rock and my best friend. I don't know what I would do without her. :heart:
 
I would be remiss if I didn’t mention my mother in law who we lost a few years ago in her late 90s. I think she might have been the best mother in law a man can have. Miss her too.
 
It was a socially distant Mother's Day here - flower baskets and dinners were delivered to both my mom and my mother-in-law and we had video calls with both.

But it's not the same as hugging my cute little mom. Hopefully soon.
 
We talked a lot about families and all that yesterday. Families can be amazingly supportive and helpful in life’s decisions. But they can also be assholes sometimes. Especially when it comes to relationships.

How much does the opinion of your family matter when it comes to your choice of partner? Do you want their approval? Have you ever been with someone your Family was just wholeheartedly against you dating?

If You Could Only See by Tonic

https://youtu.be/Sfg6-4mBs6Y
 
This is my first Mother’s Day as a mom, and it also may be my only one.

I know, it’s a puzzler


She may not have my eyes or my smile, I wasn’t the first person to hold her or love her, and she may never even remember being with me for this time, but I still get to be her mom right now and that’s pretty freaking incredible



As for plans for today, my hubs is kind of the worst about holidays and grand gestures. He’s got nothing planned for me today, no presents, no flowers .... but I asked him to take me by our church for their drive-thru Mother’s Day thing - they’re got a cupcake & coffee truck and a spot to take photos. Then we’re headed to my folks house out in the country to bbq, so it should still be a decent day :)



Normally I take my mom to this incredible spa about an hour away but they’re still closed down, so we’re taking a rain check on it

This is really beautiful..thanks for sharing
 
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My family’s opinion on who I choose to share my time with has no influence on me. My parents know I’m a strong women, bold enough and smart enough to live life on my terms.
They softly suggested to me years ago what they deemed a proper solution in a situation and I very quickly shut that belief down.

Any approval makes me smile from them, but I have long learned self-approval is a stronger trait that counts the most at the end of the day.

My parents don’t know all the details of past relationships and the hell they caused. Only that I walked away a little bruised, battered and smarter to reboot and rebuild.
 
We talked a lot about families and all that yesterday. Families can be amazingly supportive and helpful in life’s decisions. But they can also be assholes sometimes. Especially when it comes to relationships.

How much does the opinion of your family matter when it comes to your choice of partner? Do you want their approval? Have you ever been with someone your Family was just wholeheartedly against you dating?

If You Could Only See by Tonic

https://youtu.be/Sfg6-4mBs6Y

My family's opinion doesn't matter. Even a little.

I've never had a long-term partner they actually liked. Never cared even a little.

The only girl they might have approved of was the one I never brought home - she was great in the bedroom but deeply annoying when we had clothes on. But they would have loved her. :rolleyes:
 
We talked a lot about families and all that yesterday. Families can be amazingly supportive and helpful in life’s decisions. But they can also be assholes sometimes. Especially when it comes to relationships.

How much does the opinion of your family matter when it comes to your choice of partner? Do you want their approval? Have you ever been with someone your Family was just wholeheartedly against you dating?

If You Could Only See by Tonic

https://youtu.be/Sfg6-4mBs6Y


My family are the only people I seek approval from on just about any front. We’re a tight knit bunch and make moves side-by-side all of the time. It helps when we all mesh well, significant others included. Thankfully, for the most part, we have impeccable tastes, and shit goes well. And, if they get shit vibes on someone I wanna know.

I dated one guy my whole family hated. I alienated myself from them because of it, chose the dude over blood. I’ll never do it again. If they get an instinct, I listen to it.
 
My family are the only people I seek approval from on just about any front. We’re a tight knit bunch and make moves side-by-side all of the time. It helps when we all mesh well, significant others included. Thankfully, for the most part, we have impeccable tastes, and shit goes well. And, if they get shit vibes on someone I wanna know.

I dated one guy my whole family hated. I alienated myself from them because of it, chose the dude over blood. I’ll never do it again. If they get an instinct, I listen to it.

I tend to agree, but might express it differently. I don't seek family approval, but I trust it. Same thing with my close friends. They aren't picky, so if something rubs them the wrong way then warning bells go off
 
I rarely bring anyone home to meet my parents. I love them and they love me. But my private life is my private life.
Don't want any family getting too much involved.
 
I appreciate and respect the hell out of my family's opinion. Like corbal said, we're also a tight knit bunch. I'm one of eight kids and it's interesting to get different get valuable viewpoints.

Honestly- my family is a litmus test to my happiness, not the other way around. They know me so well that if I'm not 100% in, they know and are uncomfortable. There's also only ever been one person to come into the family that anyone had doubts about. Abd he wasn't brought home by me. We've all found pretty fantastic partners.

Hubby's family is a whole other story. They don't get much information from us because of how fucking judgemental they are. When he told them we were getting married, his step father found modeling photos of me and held a family meeting without hubby to show them "what kind of girl" hubby was getting involved with. Of course hubby found out and it really put a strain on everything. It was pretty shitty in retrospect, especially since they hadn't met me yet.
 
family and mates have got to mesh. otherwise, life is much less fun. that said, my family is a pretty accepting group of people. but, it is true that more than one bad apple has been culled from the bunch.
 
family and mates have got to mesh. otherwise, life is much less fun. that said, my family is a pretty accepting group of people. but, it is true that more than one bad apple has been culled from the bunch.

My family knows I’m different...way different...from then in my tastes. I’ve dated women that my folks didn’t approve of, but they trust my judgement. Their acceptance is important to me, but only as far as it conflicts with me being true to myself. It was a hard road for me to accept myself, and even harder to get them to accept me.
 
My family is pretty easy going, accepting and reasonable. If they saw red flags they would tell me and I would at least consider that maybe I was blinded by my own boner.

But it hasn’t happened so far.

I would have to go pretty far over the top to warrant an intervention from them.
 
Growing up in a very strict, Catholic family, their opinions have meant a lot to my life choices. And in many ways I regret it. But I love my parents and just want to make them proud - but not at the expense of my own happiness. And being good parents that have changed somewhat in older age, I believe that's all they care about, making sure I'm happy. I don't need their approval for much but I think they did an ok job of helping guide the way to putting a good head on my shoulders and the decisions I make. I'm not close with my extended family at all, don't care much for their opinions on much of anything. Only person I have an issue with is a bro-in-law that mistakes humor for just being an ass.
 
My family likes my husband and they have from the start. I learned from my sister's mistakes in that I don't discuss our marital squabbles with my family, so they think Mr. Suz is practically a saint. :rolleyes:

I had a boyfriend in high school that my mom hated with the fire of a thousand suns. As an adult, I realize that she was afraid he was going to knock me up, marry me and throw me off the college-bound track that I was on. He also drank too much, drove too fast, was in a crappy band, stayed out too late and got in trouble with the cops for throwing an epic party when his parents were gone for a weekend. And I loved him with all of my teenage heart.

But my mom was right. He wasn't the right one for me.
 
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