Litiquette VII

My ability to provide high quality sex to my partner is:

  • I am without a doubt the highest quality sex partner there is. I will make you cum and I will cum, a

    Votes: 54 25.2%
  • I have more kinks than most, nothing inappropriate but you’ll be shocked at what I like

    Votes: 107 50.0%
  • I’m good. I get the job done, not much flair but there’ll be no need for masturbation after

    Votes: 46 21.5%
  • I mostly provide sex as a service. I’ve never really enjoyed it so I won’t seek it out, but when ask

    Votes: 1 0.5%
  • I’m as vanilla as it gets. I hope you have a great imagination, you’ll likely need it to keep things

    Votes: 6 2.8%

  • Total voters
    214
Dijon creamy horseradish sauce

oh for fuck's sake, we agree *again*
how does this keep happening

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i will drizzle, slather, or spread olive oil, vinegar, wasabi, lemon juice, salsa, horse radish, chutney, mustard, and/or hot sauce on just about anything.

i reserve all creams for my face and décolletage only.
yes you read that correctly.

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miracle whip is an abomination.
salad cream sounds even worse!
and mayo grosses me out on several levels.
i'll eat whatever in pinch, i guess, i'm not a picky eater, but...

yeah i'll take a nice whole grain mustard instead.
 
Most people don't know that back in 1912, Hellmann's mayonnaise was manufactured in England. In fact, the Titanic was carrying 20,000 jars of the condiment scheduled for delivery in Vera Cruz, Mexico, which was to be the next port of call for the great ship after its stop in New York. This would have been the largest single shipment of mayonnaise ever delivered to Mexico.

But as we know, the great ship did not make it to New York. The ship hit an iceberg and sank, and the cargo was forever lost. The people of Mexico, who were crazy about mayonnaise, and were eagerly awaiting its delivery, were disconsolate at the loss.

Their anguish was so great, that they declared a National Day of Mourning, which they still observe to this day. The National Day of Mourning occurs each year on May 5th and is known, of course, as Sinko de Mayo.

You had me through this whole thing.

Brilliant!
 
Alright let’s see
Filthy Friday

So this is along the lines of turn me on in 1 sentence...
Kinda sorta
But
What’s one of your word-triggers?
Something someone can say in your ear that makes you melt? Or sets you aflame?
You like it whispered? Commanded? Pleaded? Dead pan? Begged?
What are your magic words? 🔮💫🔥
 
Alright let’s see
Filthy Friday

So this is along the lines of turn me on in 1 sentence...
Kinda sorta
But
What’s one of your word-triggers?
Something someone can say in your ear that makes you melt? Or sets you aflame?
You like it whispered? Commanded? Pleaded? Dead pan? Begged?
What are your magic words? 🔮💫🔥

Want to go fishing? If I hear those words I’ll have my rod in my hand in seconds!!
 
I’ll never forget the first time a man told me to, “Strip.”
One word. Simple. Said with authority. Dead pan.
Can still hear it.
Makes my ears burn! Fuccck!
 
Oh man. To give away all the “oh you’ve got my panties wet” filthy turn ons. Oh boy.
Keeps the majority of them tucked away, but this one will always get my attention followed then by something physical.
“You’re mine, you know that.”
Never a question, always a statement.
 
There was this guy, and when my mind started wandering off in twenty-seven different directions, he would say my name

'Honey.'

And then wait.

And it was like he had sucked all of the air and the blood out of me and replaced it with churning, molten, chocolate lava cake. All of the other thoughts I was having popped like bubbles, and the only thing left in the entire world was his voice, his smell, his taste, his will.

He spoke softly, but he carried a big... stick.
 
Alright let’s see
Filthy Friday

So this is along the lines of turn me on in 1 sentence...
Kinda sorta
But
What’s one of your word-triggers?
Something someone can say in your ear that makes you melt? Or sets you aflame?
You like it whispered? Commanded? Pleaded? Dead pan? Begged?
What are your magic words? 🔮💫🔥

This is such a dangerous question...in a good way. :D

And I'm so not answering it. Even though there is an answer.

👀

*edited because my initial reply was fucking creepy*
 
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I don’t think I have any *always* word triggers. Mine are more in the nature of person/situation specific.

I’ll emulate Honey. (And that sounded crazy hot, btw! 😳 )

There was this guy...who had a habit at certain crucial points of saying:

"Is this begging?"

Tipped me from fighting to near hysterical compliance in one second flat.


Less than one second.


Gah. :eek:
 
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Maybe this is a "Men are from Mars" thing, but I'd say my triggers are visual. A good "Brentwood hello" --- being woken up by a set of lips engulfing my cock or the "Naked Man" episode from HIMYM (or, in this case, naked woman, which Lily successfully pulls off). If you catch me not expecting your nakedness and just appear without a stitch, it's on. How can you say no?
 
Something someone can say in your ear that makes you melt? Or sets you aflame?
You like it whispered? Commanded? Pleaded? Dead pan? Begged?
What are your magic words? 🔮💫🔥

I don't think I have "magic words" that would trigger me. Maybe "I want you"?
It's more about the way he looks at me that turns me on, rather than the words per se.

As for the way he says it, the ones in bold will do for me. I could also go with commanded, maybe, it depends from the situation. But def. not with pleaded and begged.
 
Word triggers? Damn if I know. It’s situational, visual cues, tonal, touch, even how she may smell. Certain perfumes have an incredible appeal if the woman’s body chemistry is agreeable. But the bottom line… shared looks in her eyes or a certain tone in her voice or accent.
 
Oh man. To give away all the “oh you’ve got my panties wet” filthy turn ons. Oh boy.
Keeps the majority of them tucked away, but this one will always get my attention followed then by something physical.
“You’re mine, you know that.”
Never a question, always a statement.

but, you aren’t.
 
Word triggers? Similar to SMN...."You know this (fill in whatever body part he's referring to) is mine, don't you?" i.e. "You know this elbow is mine, don't you" ;) You get the idea.
 
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It still sends shivers down my neck . . . after a hug, a soft kiss, a nuzzle . . . the words whispered in my ear . . . "I want you".

Just wish it would happen again. ;)
 
Ooo, I forgot to answer this part:

You like it whispered? Commanded? Pleaded? Dead pan? Begged?

Yes!

Whispered
Growled
Stated calmly
There is even a time that I like it boomed out across the room, if I've been especially cheeky and frolicsome. You know, right before a really good ass-whoopin and a solid dicking down.

Pleaded, begged... I like that, too, in the right context.

What I'd like to experiment with more is a partner who can switch on the fly, surprising me in the moment, snapping me out of my headspace and throwing me into a different one.

Me: On your knees, clitlicker!
Him: No - YOU get on YOUR knees, cumsponge!

:eek::eek::eek:



I don't know how successful that would be, as I typically don't like to switch with the same person, but it would be a fun challenge to take on simply for the sake of trying something new. :nana:
 
So interesting to me that even here, on lit, a place of words, the guys, on the whole, won’t cough up the utterances that make them melt.

I have a sneaking suspicion that there’s more than they’re willing to admit ;)
 
So interesting to me that even here, on lit, a place of words, the guys, on the whole, won’t cough up the utterances that make them melt.

I have a sneaking suspicion that there’s more than they’re willing to admit ;)

Alright, you caught me. I wasn't being honest earlier. 🙄

Let's see 🤔 "wanna fuck?" Melts me
 
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