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The barriers we set for ourselves tend to not be real barriers but the product of our mind, our culture, our sense of societal norms. So when it comes to sex, that limit you have, that thing you don't like, is it real or is a limit that's been you've assumed to be true without really knowing?

After reading this I had to think if one understands that the reason for a hard limit is not what is important as much as that the limit exist and it should be respected. Rather it be sexual, religious or cultural. Respect is about accepting where a person stands. Soft limits are for pushing.
 
No one ever wants to be late to the party, and no one ever wants to be the first one either. It seems like we spend a lot of effort looking for that fashionably late sweet spot. But why? As you look back can you even remember who was the first person to arrive at a party? Did it impact how the party went?

The barriers we set for ourselves tend to not be real barriers but the product of our mind, our culture, our sense of societal norms. So when it comes to sex, that limit you have, that thing you don't like, is it real or is a limit that's been you've assumed to be true without really knowing?

Man, you are deep. :D

High school, college....I can't remember the first person who ever arrived at a party but I do remember how uncool and socially unacceptable it was to be the early bird. So, being fashionably late was the norm....either because you were a little vain and thought your late entrance mattered or because you wanted to avoid the chance of being tagged as a loser.

For me, my hard limits are very real. Needles, pain, blood...scat....gargantuan fruit or vegetables....I don't want to experience anything that grosses me out, causes me to shudder and clench my thighs, or scares the fuckin' bejeezus out of me -- like I've just been cast in the latest horror film. In no way, shape or form could someone ever convince me to challenge myself or persuade me to think 'oh, this might be fun'....

Any other limits are half imagined. Be suave, lay your creativity on the table, and I'm easy.
 
He tied his wife to a jungle gym setup and proceeded to puncture her jugular and then lapped at the blood.

:eek: :eek

After I read this, my mind went numb with fear. After I recover, I'll come back here and answer the question.
 
Regarding a partner, my limits are emotional as well as physical. I won't be degrading, some teasing maybe, but nothing emotionally lasting. I won't lie. Other than that, I think only the imagination would limit us.
Physically, I'll give no marks or pain that last longer than an hour or so. Just can't do it; that's my limit.
For myself: no scat - my gag reflex is too strong. And I'm with the "no fist" rule too. Other than that - it depends on the level of trust in a partner.
 
After I read this, my mind went numb with fear. After I recover, I'll come back here and answer the question.

Sits down next to SweetCupcake. Wine or popcorn?!
Oh my.

Uh oh! Did I kill the thread? :eek:

Sorry, Ladies. And Chained. The was probably one of those traumas best kept to myself. :eek:

*wanders off to try and find something to post in the Prime thread as a peace offering*
 
No one ever wants to be late to the party, and no one ever wants to be the first one either. It seems like we spend a lot of effort looking for that fashionably late sweet spot. But why? As you look back can you even remember who was the first person to arrive at a party? Did it impact how the party went?

The barriers we set for ourselves tend to not be real barriers but the product of our mind, our culture, our sense of societal norms. So when it comes to sex, that limit you have, that thing you don't like, is it real or is a limit that's been you've assumed to be true without really knowing?

The 'late to parties' thing actually make sense when you think that the most awkward part of a party is the entrances "Hi, how are you, how are the kids, I love that shirt" over and over again as people show up. Nice to have most of that out of the way, plus they have a drink or two is always better.

But as the party giver (which I tend to be, most of the time recently) it sucks.
 
People watching. We all do it to some varying degree. Sometimes the antics of others draw our eyes in a way that can't be helped. Stupid is as stupid sees, or something like that. I will admit that there are times when I see a woman and wonder how long since she was last fucked, or what she looks like when she is going down on a cock, or wonder what sounds she makes during her orgasm. It makes grocery shopping more entertaining, that's for sure.

But if everyone people watches it means that all of us have been watched at some point, maybe innocently , maybe with less than pure thoughts ;) so, let's assume that today you'll be watched, someone will notice you and make it a point to watch you. What do you want them to see? What impression will you make on them. Weill they have a naughty thought about you? Remember, somebody is watching you.....
 
I will admit that there are times when I see a woman and wonder how long since she was last fucked, or what she looks like when she is going down on a cock, or wonder what sounds she makes during her orgasm... Remember, somebody is watching you.....

*gulps*
 
People watching. We all do it to some varying degree. Sometimes the antics of others draw our eyes in a way that can't be helped. Stupid is as stupid sees, or something like that. I will admit that there are times when I see a woman and wonder how long since she was last fucked, or what she looks like when she is going down on a cock, or wonder what sounds she makes during her orgasm. It makes grocery shopping more entertaining, that's for sure.

But if everyone people watches it means that all of us have been watched at some point, maybe innocently , maybe with less than pure thoughts ;) so, let's assume that today you'll be watched, someone will notice you and make it a point to watch you. What do you want them to see? What impression will you make on them. Weill they have a naughty thought about you? Remember, somebody is watching you.....

I find this insanely arousing...and I've been thrown against a wall, by a few men, in my grocery shopping daydream adventures.
 
So I'll ask about kinks and whether or not they change. After while, do you change the kink, trying to make it naughtier? Are you happy to keep it as is because don't fix what isn't broken? Or do you just have sex, enjoy the moment and not get too worked up over kinks and fetishes?

If we assume that your definition of kinks vs fetishes is correct, then I have at least one fetish. I know that I have a variety of kinks. That list isn't changing, more evolving - things become more specific, other kinks are added over time. I'm not sure that a vanilla relationship would ever be enough to satisfy me. I'd rather have no sex than 'nilla sex (and I do, before some wise arse attempts to point it out). However, there is one condition that it would appear I need to have met in order to get me there. One fetish. And no, I'm not telling.

The barriers we set for ourselves tend to not be real barriers but the product of our mind, our culture, our sense of societal norms. So when it comes to sex, that limit you have, that thing you don't like, is it real or is a limit that's been you've assumed to be true without really knowing?

My hard limits aren't necessarily those things that I don't like. There are a whole list of things that I don't particularly enjoy, but that turn me on. I'm a complicated being.
When it comes to limits they are not things that I've tried, but as somebody else pointed out - I don't need to try watersports/scat/beastiality etc. to know that they ain't gonna work for me.

But if everyone people watches it means that all of us have been watched at some point, maybe innocently , maybe with less than pure thoughts ;) so, let's assume that today you'll be watched, someone will notice you and make it a point to watch you. What do you want them to see? What impression will you make on them. Weill they have a naughty thought about you? Remember, somebody is watching you.....

Believe it or not, there is very little of the exhibitionist in me.
I'll share pics and don't mind them being seen when I can control it.
The thought of being watched at any point, and that someone might be looking - and assessing me - totally freaks me out. I'd much rather nobody was watching.
It makes me very uncomfortable.
 
My husband and I play this little game of 'let's see who checks out my wife' when we go grocery shopping. (He never goes, so I flaunt this around and he's always game.) We played yesterday.

I was sporting a red and gray sweater dress, black leggings, ankle heel boots, hoop earrings and some very nice lipstick.
We divide up the list, I go in first and he's always a couple clicks behind me.
Yesterday... oh the looks, and then some longer than legal looks when the wife is present and of course a few followers to my isle made me smile and shake my head.
I'm certain there were fantasies of taking me back to the milk cooler or fucking me in the cheese island for all to see. Yes, I might of been a bit of an attention whore yesterday. :eek:
And then to reap the benefits of coming home and being whisked to the bedroom is... well, pretty damn good too.
He needs to come shopping with me more often. :devil:
 
I am not into being watched. Men that stare on elevators, that trail you around the grocery store, that follow you down the street, that ask you out during your appt. (True story - Chiropractor :eek:), just make me uncomfortable. Very.

Sexual exhibition is not my thing. Being watched, or listened to, is acutely embarrassing. Seriously. I writhe. It took me forever to adjust to voice play. :eek:

That said, I have noticed that once a…certain comfort level (?) is reached, arousal might start to accompany my sense of mortification. At least in certain situations. A newish thing, and still very much confined to the private arena, so I’m not all that sure what it signifies for the future.
 
I like being noticed. It doesn't happen often, so when it does I'm flattered. And I suppose I don't care what their thoughts are. I'd prefer them to not delve into the realm of rape and murder...

And being noticed/looked at is VERY different than being stared at, glared at, creeped on, and (God forbid) being followed. That's all disturbing, and goes way beyond finding someone taking a look.
 
People watching. We all do it to some varying degree. Sometimes the antics of others draw our eyes in a way that can't be helped. Stupid is as stupid sees, or something like that. I will admit that there are times when I see a woman and wonder how long since she was last fucked, or what she looks like when she is going down on a cock, or wonder what sounds she makes during her orgasm. It makes grocery shopping more entertaining, that's for sure.

But if everyone people watches it means that all of us have been watched at some point, maybe innocently , maybe with less than pure thoughts ;) so, let's assume that today you'll be watched, someone will notice you and make it a point to watch you. What do you want them to see? What impression will you make on them. Weill they have a naughty thought about you? Remember, somebody is watching you.....


Nothing I love more than sitting in the mall people watching....mmmmmm...the scenarios I come up with!! :devil:

I can only hope that someone thinks the same way about me......;)
 
So I'll ask about kinks and whether or not they change. After while, do you change the kink, trying to make it naughtier? Are you happy to keep it as is because don't fix what isn't broken? Or do you just have sex, enjoy the moment and not get too worked up over kinks and fetishes?

Based on the definition you outlined, I have numerous kinks and no fetishes. There's no must have to get me off. I don't up the ante on my kinks on purpose, but I find as they are explored there are nuances that come into play that up the intensity factor. So they definitely evolve over time and that probably does tend to lead to making them naughtier. I like my kink spice applied liberally.


No one ever wants to be late to the party, and no one ever wants to be the first one either. It seems like we spend a lot of effort looking for that fashionably late sweet spot. But why? As you look back can you even remember who was the first person to arrive at a party? Did it impact how the party went?

The barriers we set for ourselves tend to not be real barriers but the product of our mind, our culture, our sense of societal norms. So when it comes to sex, that limit you have, that thing you don't like, is it real or is a limit that's been you've assumed to be true without really knowing?
I'm a pretty punctual person, so the concept of being late on purpose has never settled well in my brain. If you say the party starts at 7pm, I'll most likely be there before 7:05pm.

Like many have already expressed, some of my hard limits are assumed because I just kinda "know" that I don't want someone to shit on me, piss in my mouth or stick their fist up my ass.

But if everyone people watches it means that all of us have been watched at some point, maybe innocently , maybe with less than pure thoughts ;) so, let's assume that today you'll be watched, someone will notice you and make it a point to watch you. What do you want them to see? What impression will you make on them. Will they have a naughty thought about you? Remember, somebody is watching you.....
Some of my fantasies involve being watched - I definitely have an exhibitionist kink in my fantasy world.

When it comes to my interactions in the general public, however, I'm a bit reserved. I've had two unpleasant/unsettling experiences occur, so they have made me somewhat cautious of strangers.

But in an environment with friends and loved ones - well, they would probably laugh their asses off if anyone referred to me as reserved. :)
 
Since Suzanne’s answering old questions….

How did fetish end up being defined? I’ve always thought it required an intimate object.

My primary kink seems to remain relatively stable, though how I get seems to allow for quite a bit of flexibility. No objects involved, but my kink is most definitely a need. I require it to, errr…get there :)o). Vanilla sex may occur on a physical level, but it’s always accompanied by certain fantasies.

Does the need make it a fetish? Even though there is not object involved? :confused:

I am...confused.
 
I didn't mean to muddy the waters and cause confusion. I was answering based on what I read in Papa C's OP for that question...

http://forum.literotica.com/showpost.php?p=73171700&postcount=3125

If it changed during the course of conversation, I apologize - I have thread ADD sometimes. ;)

No, no! It wasn't your answer. :)

It was Chained's definition vs my own that caused the confusion. If a fetish requires an object, then I'm kinky. If a fetish is just something needed to get off - with no object required - then...well, maybe...I have a fetish.

:confused:
 
Some of my fantasies involve being watched - I definitely have an exhibitionist kink in my fantasy world.

When it comes to my interactions in the general public, however, I'm a bit reserved. I've had two unpleasant/unsettling experiences occur, so they have made me somewhat cautious of strangers.

But in an environment with friends and loved ones - well, they would probably laugh their asses off if anyone referred to me as reserved. :)

I like to watch and I like being watched.

I am definitely not the reserved type. I'm a total extrovert.
 
The dreary days of winter are upon us(well, at least me). Warmer temperatures offset by gloomy gray skies. Sure the warmer than usual temperatures are great but it comes with a price, no sun. I'm greedy, I want it all. Sun and warmth, please.

But that pretty much mirrors life, the Stones sang about it "You Can't Always Get What You Want" but I'm pretty sure they weren't talking about the weather. In an ideal world we don't accept anything less than everything but in life all we can try to do is to get as close as we can. When does the effort of trying to get everything become greater than what you are striving for itself? Like I posted yesterday (in a different thread, sshhhhhh) are two really good irgasms better than one great one? Are you still pursuing that great one or are you happy with really good?
 
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