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
Man, it’s deep up there.
Over thinking is sooo not my forte.

I feel the more simplistic the answer is correlates with ones ability to separate what’s what. And vice versa.
I think this holds true for just about any situation one is defining as “just once.”
My opinion of course.
So,

Does a one legged duck swim in circles?
Enough said.
 
I jumped from a plane. Once. Was it all I thought it would be? Nope. But how else would I have known? Is anything else any different? I don't have a crystal ball. I don't know how anything ends. I have done lots of things that I regretted the next day. But that doesn't mean I made a bad decision.

Hindsight is 20-20. If I knew what I got out of it...before I did it...would I still do those things that didn't yield happiness? Fuck no. Once...is not enough. I deserve better. I didn't always think that way.
 
Oops! I managed to miss the one answering agreeing!

Thank goodness I'm not the only one.

*wipes brow*

😂

I was half kidding. lol
I actually didn't took the chance once in a similar situation. It was many moons ago but I still remember it today as a bittersweet memory. I kinda like it.
 
Universal truths. These are like unicorns, while legend has it that they exist, evidence seems to point to the contrary. Almost every topic has some gray in it, a dose of “depends” and a touch of “maybe”. What “universal truths” did you hold as absolute only to find out later that things weren’t so absolute? What prompted you to see things differently, why did the gray creep in?
 
I think that’s the beauty in a universal truth, the gray area.
Embracing it in ourselves and out in the world.
And you stop for a moment and then you look again.
Maybe your perspective was off, or having an off day or what ever the case maybe.

I don’t have an answer except everything is impermanent and changing.
You live, you love and embrace as much groovy as you possibly can.
That’s how I roll.
 
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That people are *good* or *bad*.

The actual people landscape is like a picture done in greyscale. Done in some type of multi-mineral pencil so the color depth of each figure changes in different lights.

That was tough for me to learn. I am a very literal creature.
 
Weekend is over, back to work everybody!

Trying to keep the conversation more Lit-centric…what’s your indicator that you’re about to max out on Lit and it’s probably best if you back off or even take a break? Is it when a lit relationship goes bad, maybe you’re spending more and more time here and know you shouldn’t, is it when the place starts to become mundane and repetitive. And of course, what beings you back?

Being a late-comer to the thread...thought this was one I could answer.
I think in the last, say, five years, I have ‘resigned’ from Literotica (and the complementary image source sites) at least three times. And then re-enrolled (using a different username, I think that was required?).

One time was when I thought I had a good connection with someone in real life and wanted to focus my erotic attention with/toward her; unfortunately, that did not eventuate.

Another time I think I had an attack of conscience; yes, people on Lit have consciences (as far as I know!). Felt I was devoting too much time pandering to my own libido. And wandering into sexual areas that I was actually uncomfortable with; thought the best way to avoid all that was to just go cold turkey so to speak.

And then I came back. And set my boundaries, both as to content and time spent. I guess I came back because it makes me feel a little more alive. If I ever do connect with a real partner….well, I will have to see.
 
It’s Sunday morning, and the good people of Lit are likely headed for forgiveness of their sins, or on their way to deeper levels of sin…..

What is the one thing you would do if forgiveness wasn’t required after?
 
While often associated with organized religion, in this case, the forgiveness was of the universal kind, whomever you might typically have sought forgiveness from for the act that you’ve done, but in this one instance, magically, no one is hurt by your act.

Depends on doing the forgiving. I don’t believe in god. So, the forgiveness would have to come from anyone I hurt. Or, myself.
 
I don't believe in sin...so forgiveness becomes mute. Now...are there things I would like to see done that morally I disagree with? Yes. Give me more time...maybe my moral hesitancy will disappear?
 
< What is the one thing you would do if forgiveness wasn’t required after?

I would spend less time arranging my life for the benefit of others and more time indulging my own personal goals and desires.

To be clear, the only person obligating me is myself. The forgiveness sought would be my own.
 
It’s Sunday morning, and the good people of Lit are likely headed for forgiveness of their sins, or on their way to deeper levels of sin…..

What is the one thing you would do if forgiveness wasn’t required after?

The only person whose forgiveness truly matters to me it's my own. And I withhold it more often than I wish I did.

That being said, I don't want to ever step out of my integrity and into a place where forgiveness is required. I'm done with shame.
 
Make it so that pizza is only available with pineapple.

Bring it!

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In all seriousness, I was giving this question some thought. Possibly even too much (since I have a tendency to do that). And the thing is, I long ago came to the conclusion that apologies and forgiveness are pretty much a myth.

What happens the overwhelming majority of the time is someone does exactly what they want to. Only what they want somehow impinges on what someone else wants. So, in an effort to not be seen as the asshole, the person who did what they damn well wanted to do apologizes. But, are they really sorry? Or would they do the same damn thing in the same circumstances? Possibly down to and including apologizing for it again after the fact?

***shrug** It's been my experiences that most people do.

So, to a large extent, the way I understood this question wasn't so much about needing forgiveness as it was just not caring what anyone thought. What use would forgiveness be if you just didn't care if someone thought you were an asshole?

Well, that didn't make the question any easier. Because I long ago came to the conclusion that I'm a self-centered asshole to a greater or lesser extent, depending on the day. Just like everybody else. And have pretty much done as I saw fit and unapologetically with very few exceptions.

It took a while, but I eventually figured out that wasn't completely true. There is one circumstance that I have habitually choked off my natural inclination for decades.

Now, don't get me wrong. I'm all about people having the freedom to think and express themselves. And I'm all about passion in what you believe. I truly am. If you can't believe something passionately, then what the fuck is the point? If you can't speak about what you believe passionately, then what the Hell are we even doing? I'm good with passionate belief. I truly am.

But, then there are those people who get aggressive. They can't express themselves verbally eloquently without taking refuge in yelling and screaming and wagging fingers as spittle flecks against my face as they invade my space as they just reiterate the same things only slower and louder.

Now, I'm pretty good about walking away and not ever having anything to do with that sort again.

But, there is that moment when they are doing it when I recognize that they are hiding behind the idea of personal safety. That they can do whatever they wish. And I won't touch them.

And there is that moment when I think just how foolish they are. That all it would take would be for me to bend at the waist rapidly, slamming my forehead into their face...

***shrug*** For the most part, I can't be bothered. I enjoy a nice, quiet existence and prefer to just go my own way and let everyone else pave their own highway to Hell one brick at a time with their own hand any way they deem fit. And sometimes, very rarely, I enjoy a nice, healthy debate that shows some thought and eloquence.

But, dogmatic bigotry of zealots?

Yeah. That, I think, would be my one if forgiveness and judgment weren't an issue. To forehead check foam-flecked idiots that think it safe to invade my personal space with their vehemence and show them the error of their ways, that they are not in fact untouchable.
 
Monday, Monday……..undoubtedly few will know that tune…

Knowing, it’s a thing but how did you learn? Some are book learners, others learn on the job, while trial & error seem to be the leading way. The more you do, the more you learn, the more you know.

But we also enjoy doing, for the sake of doing, to enjoy the experience. But what if the destination really is greater than the journey? Would you be okay with that, that at the end of the day, what you accomplished being more important than what you did?
 
But, was it good to you? All you hoped it would be?

Life is a journey. The grave is the destination. I'm not in a hurry, exactly. But, I do plan on sliding in sideways, worn the fuck out, screaming "damn, what a ride!"

***shrug*** I've always been that way. I bust my ass preparing all the way up to the moment of completion. Then, I'm too busy looking ahead to the next to bother taking a bow.
 
Monday, Monday……..undoubtedly few will know that tune…

Knowing, it’s a thing but how did you learn? Some are book learners, others learn on the job, while trial & error seem to be the leading way. The more you do, the more you learn, the more you know.

But we also enjoy doing, for the sake of doing, to enjoy the experience. But what if the destination really is greater than the journey? Would you be okay with that, that at the end of the day, what you accomplished being more important than what you did?

Walked into a church...I saw along the way. Got down on my knees...and I began to pray.

I learn moral lessons through experience. Knowledge through books. My first instinct is that the destination does not matter. I have a PhD in a science field. It is a piece of paper. I never even picked up the diploma. It only means something to others. But this kind of knowledge does not define me. Becoming a good human is far more important. It is the daily decisions that matter. The moral destination is death. Who cares? No one but my family. I am ok with that.

This is a tough question...cause I am not really sure the context you are looking at.
 
Monday, Monday……..undoubtedly few will know that tune…

Knowing, it’s a thing but how did you learn? Some are book learners, others learn on the job, while trial & error seem to be the leading way. The more you do, the more you learn, the more you know.

But we also enjoy doing, for the sake of doing, to enjoy the experience. But what if the destination really is greater than the journey? Would you be okay with that, that at the end of the day, what you accomplished being more important than what you did?

Would I be okay with what I accomplished than what I did? Isn’t that called having a job? I accomplished a paycheck, but what I did wasn’t really interesting or satisfying to me. The money and security it provides, however, allow me to enjoy and learn from other things that I do regardless of the destination.
 
I've always thought the destination was greater than the journey. Always. It took me years to slow down my mental chatter enough to realize the journey is the entire point.

I learn by beating my head against the wall repeatedly. 😂
 
Would I be okay with what I accomplished than what I did? Isn’t that called having a job? I accomplished a paycheck, but what I did wasn’t really interesting or satisfying to me. The money and security it provides, however, allow me to enjoy and learn from other things that I do regardless of the destination.

Exactly this. My job is a means to an end. I don’t hate it but it’s just a facilitator for the things I really care about.

I’m lucky enough that I don’t need to work full time and when my youngest starts school in September I’ll have my Fridays free to do whatever I want. I could just work and earn another 25% but the value of that extra cash isn’t even close to the value of the free time.

And ultimately, there’s only one destination in life and that’s the graveyard. So I don’t think too much on that and just spend my time trying to do more of the things that make me happy and less of the things that don’t. Everything else is just noise.
 
Walked into a church...I saw along the way. Got down on my knees...and I began to pray.

I learn moral lessons through experience. Knowledge through books. My first instinct is that the destination does not matter. I have a PhD in a science field. It is a piece of paper. I never even picked up the diploma. It only means something to others. But this kind of knowledge does not define me. Becoming a good human is far more important. It is the daily decisions that matter. The moral destination is death. Who cares? No one but my family. I am ok with that.

This is a tough question...cause I am not really sure the context you are looking at.

You just conflated Monday Monday with California Dreaming
 
Anyhow, I always seem to find ways to enjoy the process even if it is just a work goal or a home project goal. My job takes a smidge from several realms of creativity, so that helps. And the accomplishment can kick off the next path
 
Anyhow, I always seem to find ways to enjoy the process even if it is just a work goal or a home project goal. My job takes a smidge from several realms of creativity, so that helps. And the accomplishment can kick off the next path

I think this is also important, finding things along the way to enjoy and learn from even if the journey (job) is dull.
 
Would I be okay with what I accomplished than what I did? Isn’t that called having a job? I accomplished a paycheck, but what I did wasn’t really interesting or satisfying to me. The money and security it provides, however, allow me to enjoy and learn from other things that I do regardless of the destination.

I guess I was fortunate in that the job(s) I had were in a chosen field that I truly loved, so I received great satisfaction from my work life. Of course, the paychecks helped me take care of my family, raise my kids, be reasonably comfortable, and have a decent retirement.

There was a lot more to my life than the job however; I was very active in my church over the years (I even served as a puppeteer for a few years!). I used to say there were three parts to my life: work, church, family.

One thing I did not attend to in those years was (what I might call) my own needs, particularly mental issues which surfaced later on. But now have been seeing to that for some time and all the better for it.

Cheers....
 
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