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
Of course. There are people, places and things that tug me in all kinds of directions. Some tug harder and that gets the attention for the time, then something else comes along. Sometimes it’s surprising what pulls at you. People, places, experiences..

A friend of mine is madly in love with ghosts. She will go anywhere for a good ghost story. Eastern State penitentiary calls to her, but she won’t go because she’s afraid of the experience. So maybe sometimes the pull is something to be resisted?

Some things, like goals, tug me along because I’m caught in the current and gotta just ride it out. 🤷🏻‍♀️

I almost made a magnet reference, just for the hell of it :D
Eastern State Pen was awesome! She should do the day tour. I'm too chicken to do the night one. (This really has nothing to do with the spirit of your post, sorry! lol)
 
I guess I believe in the "pull" you mention. Or at least I'm susceptible to it. Attraction isn't always happening in the conscious part of my brain. Sometimes the reasons I like someone or something aren't obvious to me. I'm okay with that. I try not to judge myself too harshly.

And I'm case it needs stating: there's nothing wrong with meeting your needs. It's actually your responsibility. It's your responsibility to recognize what you need, communicate it and find a way to meet your needs in ways that don't harm others.
 
The mind is a super powerful entity. If you believe a sugar pill will relieve pain...or if you believe smoking dope will relieve pain...it does. Doesn't matter what double blind tests say. And there is nothing anyone can say to convince you otherwise. So why should it be surprising people believe we are pulled into experiencing something?

Do I believe in animal magnetism? Sure. Do I believe in fate? No.
 
Do you believe in “the pull”? Some force drawing you to something? Or is it really an inner need that you’ve suppressed a bit and there’s a trigger that lifts the suppression? Is pull another way of phrasing that you have an attraction towards someone/something and then having it feels good?

The first one that drops a magnetic pull reference will enjoy the first citation of 2023.
What? No citations issued?

We must be getting old and staid. 😂

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As for "the pull", no solid idea of the underlying mechanics. I do know that if I don't feel it, I'll never be motivated to follow through on a person, project, or idea, no matter what area of life we're talking.
 
I really hate it when I miss a post and then Lit hides all the good stuff from me!

What does it say that I was a little concerned clicking on that link? 🥺
That you are smart, but not smart enough to resist :D

Oh, goodness. 😂

My only experience with lube is from Lit. My then Dominant partner insisted I go buy some to broaden my experience.

I about died from embarrassment at the checkout.

I’m kinda dying right now, remembering. 🫠

*where is that darn embarrassed emoji*

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Just looked.

Still have the pic taken to show him I was in the store!
Still have the unopened lube.
Somewhere. :p
After all that you didn’t even try it at home?! 🤣

Ah boob height... one of the few good things about being short 😁
Don’t forget shower sex! Equal heights are ideal when surfaces are so frictionless 😊

Remind me to ask about this sometime when we need a topic for conversation. 😲
You got it babe 😘
Threesome please! 🤣
 
Saturday night, the place was hopping, I’d have thought all you fine folks had places to go and people to “see”. But I’m glad this space had the pull for many.

Do you believe in “the pull”? Some force drawing you to something? Or is it really an inner need that you’ve suppressed a bit and there’s a trigger that lifts the suppression? Is pull another way of phrasing that you have an attraction towards someone/something and then having it feels good?

The first one that drops a magnetic pull reference will enjoy the first citation of 2023.

Sometimes there are just a lot of things that pull you to someone. It might be just one thing. But when it happens, you can’t fight it. And it may develop over time.

Maybe you see the person from behind and you’re repelled. Then you see them from the front and you’re attracted. Or their personality is polarizing or repelling. There is a positive and a negative side to everyone. Some are even bi-polar.

Sorry, those are all the magnet puns I have. Super sexy talk, I know. I’m a real pussy magnet.
 
Finding things in life is always such a wonderful treat. It especially when you find something you hadn’t had in a very long time, something you thought you might have lost but then one day, there it is good as new.

Or is it even better? Do we appreciate that which we have lost more than when we had it? Is it a long term appreciation or is it an appreciation of newness or novelty and soon it will wear off?

Is better to have lost and then found again or should we just keep better track of things?
 
Finding things in life is always such a wonderful treat. It especially when you find something you hadn’t had in a very long time, something you thought you might have lost but then one day, there it is good as new.

Or is it even better? Do we appreciate that which we have lost more than when we had it? Is it a long term appreciation or is it an appreciation of newness or novelty and soon it will wear off?

Is better to have lost and then found again or should we just keep better track of things?

I think it depends. I believe we can grow rather complacent about things sometimes. So, in the words of Cinderella, “you don’t know whatcha got, until it’s gone.”
 
Finding things in life is always such a wonderful treat. It especially when you find something you hadn’t had in a very long time, something you thought you might have lost but then one day, there it is good as new.

Or is it even better? Do we appreciate that which we have lost more than when we had it? Is it a long term appreciation or is it an appreciation of newness or novelty and soon it will wear off?

Is better to have lost and then found again or should we just keep better track of things?
Ouch..
This is a really really hard question to answer.

I collect rocks. I am constantly leaning over and picking one up. Most, end up right back where they were. But every so often, one goes into my pocket. I can't explain it. It fits my hand. It is warm. It calls to me.

I found a stone maybe when I was 14 or so when I was out looking for arrowheads. Odd...black with these stunning green stripes. Holy fuck. Perfectly smooth. I had never seen anything like it. In my pocket it went. Even with research I couldn't find anything like it in the books. Later I learned it came with the glaciers and was carried from an outcrop way up by the Hudson Bay.

Anyway, back to the story. This rock stayed in my pocket for years. All through my drug abuse. You need to understand...I lost everything during that time. But that rock...stayed with me. Weird

I was raised by my grandparents. It was there that my collecting started. When I got clean...I hadn't talked to anyone for years. I was too embarrassed by what I had become. I didn't even know if my grandmother was still alive. She was. So she saw me turn my life around.

On to college I went. Rock still in my pocket. My grandma was sick. She was in the hospital. We knew she was going to die. I got the call late Sunday night...she isn't going to make it through the night. I said it was ok...I was just there last weekend and had said my goodbye then plus it was snowing like only lake effect snow off Lake Erie can do. I hung up the phone. Laid there. Twenty minutes later I was up getting dressed. The drive back normally only takes 2 and half hours...this one took almost 7. I didn't think I would make it in time. I almost turned around so many times ( cell phones didn't exist then).

I got to the hospital...and she was in and out...mostly out of consciousness. I held her hand and whispered in her ear it was OK. I would be OK. That she could let go. And she died there...within the minute...with me holding her hand. She had waited for me.

At the funeral, I stood by the coffin looking at her. The woman that raised me. And I reached in my pocket...pulled out my stone...and placed it in her hand. My gf...soon to be first wife asked me if I was sure? She knew how important it was to me. I nodded and told her...it guided me back. She needs to be guided in her new path.

I wish I could answer this question. I think things are only important until they aren't...and then then become important to someone else. Life.
 
I remember going to Nashville to look at some guitars. They were gorgeous, high end works of art. One in particular stood out to me. I left, thinking it was way out of my price range at the time. (To this day it’s one of my pricier guitars)

Anyway, I got home and I couldn’t stop thinking about it. In that shop, I played dozens that were amazing, but didn’t speak to me like this one did. I couldn’t get it out of my head. I dreamed about it. I ended up buying it and I’m so glad I did.

However, the moment of absence made a difference in my opinion. Made me think of it way more.
 
Can one really ever catch up or are you just trying to recreate the past?

While it sounds good in theory, there’s something about being in the moment, that far exceeds any value that a well intentioned catch-up can replicate. Sure, you can get close but it’s likely never the same. This is not an excuse to say “fuck it” and not catch up, but never expect to be on par with those that were in the moment.

Drinking at a party is an excellent example, arriving late and noticing everyone is all on their way to inebriation one can be lulled into thinking they can catch up. Invariably the person catch up is the first one to bow out.

So in summary, is the moment forever lost once it’s passed?
 
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