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Lit is a world of alts. How many Lit identities have you posted under?

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I know this is an incredibly busy weekend for many and since things have quieted down here I'll keep it merry and bright ;)

Best Christmas present as a kid, best Christmas present as an adult. Go.
As a kid...the year I got my first pair of ice skates. Woohoo!! As an adult...time spent with my family and friends. Double woohoo!! :)
 
As a kid.... A Schwinn "fair lady" Sting Ray with a blue flower banana seat :)
As an adult....hmmm I'm not much into receiving gifts but I do really enjoy giving them...:)
(that's the best gift for me-seeing happy smiles)
 
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As a kid, this was my best present. I loved to roller skate and the tennis shoe roller skate fad hit my little hometown hard.

As an adult, my favorite present is a watercolor painting of the view from our deck at the lake cottage that my husband had done by an artist who frequents an art fair that I enjoy. It is a wonderful painting on its own, but add in that it is a view I love and can now enjoy even when I'm not at the lake - it's the best gift.
 
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Before Super Bowl XXV - Gracie gave me a leather Buffalo Bills cap. Best.present.evah
 
Best gift as a kid - my piano. It sparked my lifelong love of and involvement in music.
Best as an adult - my aunt's family including me as one of them since my mom died.
 
Christmas was always so magical that I don't really remember specific gifts. I remember my mom baking for days and days.. these little pieces of artwork that she would decorate with paint brushes and little piping tools. I don't think she overlooked a single detail. Even our bed linens were changed to reflect the wonder of the season. That's the part I remember - and the part I miss the most.

As an adult, my best gift was last year. I had purchased a gift for my sons as a joke.. A "Dear Mom..." book. It had a place on each page for them to write a memory and I really didn't expect them to take as much time with it as they did. It includes all the little things we've done.. all the things they make fun of me for.. moments that could be overlooked but have become special because they told me they are.
They'll have a hard time topping that one.
 
I know this is an incredibly busy weekend for many and since things have quieted down here I'll keep it merry and bright ;)

Best Christmas present as a kid, best Christmas present as an adult. Go.

My first guitar. I was 8. A Fender Stratocaster. I loved it. I played the shit out of it. It started my collection. I no longer have it. But it was my first. And now I have about 20ish or so.

I don't really get Christmas gifts as an adult. We rarely exchange anything around here. Someone made a video for me once that was really nice.
 
I remember waking up and finding a cabbage patch doll. Brown yarn hair and smelled like baby powder from the 80s. This was the only doll I didn't give a stellar haircut to. Even still have her somewhere.

Mr and I don't usually exchange gifts, always had the idea that Christmas was for the kids --- love watching our boys open up their presents. Plus both our birthdays are shortly after, he can splurge on me then.
 
Kid: I'm going to have to go with that cabbage patch kid circa 1984. The smell of those dolls - like nothing else.

Adult: Pearl drop necklace I received maybe 10 years ago. Still my favorite piece of jewelry. It's made many appearances in my photos here, as a matter of fact.

I still expect great presents around here, even tho I'm a grown woman.
 
The power of suggestion is something that shouldn't be trivialized. Someone mentions being hungry, you start to think about food yourself. If the person next to you yawns, so will you. If you see a great looking pair of shoes on someone else, now you'd like to know how they would look on you. But then with sex, almost anything can set it off. Might not even have to be sex itself, maybe the wind suddenly picks up.....;). What takes you from 0 to 60 when it comes to sex? What makes your pulse race and the desire grow to the point where it's nearly all consuming? Is that a bad thing, being so consumed with desire? And yet often sex isn't something that can always be acted upon the exact moment the desire builds. Does waiting allow the desire to grow within you or does it cool down over time?
 
Food. Cooking it for someone....
A touch...or taste ...or smell...
Visuals always work for me...

The waiting only makes it hotter.
 
I'm a fan of some dirty talk. Oh, and no filter necessary, I want to hear exactly what your thinking.

Tease me and make me want it, that's the best. :devil:
 
for me it might be his scent. Whether natural or ammended with perfumes that meld well with his chemistry. Perhaps, he moves in closer with whispers of dark promises to come later..
 
Any anticipation of a blowjob gets me going. If I think there might be a possibility of a blowjob, I would go to the Social Security office at 4:59 pm on the last day of the month and try to apply for someone else's welfare check in Spanish (a language I don't know). Simply because there are rumours of getting my dick sucked.
 
I'm a fan of some dirty talk. Oh, and no filter necessary, I want to hear exactly what your thinking.

Tease me and make me want it, that's the best. :devil:
I'm with SM.

When out in public and it is said low and sexy in my ear with a firm, subtle ass grab... oh my. And then not in public, I want to the unfiltered dirty thoughts. Nothing gets me hotter, faster.
 
Kiss the back of my neck and it's on, that is the spot that makes me weak in the knees. However it can also be a look, a smile, his hand in the small of my back, something sweet whispered in my ear.. a lot of little things. I am with the others who said that the anticipation only makes it better as well.
 
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With Chrismtas nearly here (is your shopping done? If not you're in a bad spot ;) ) it's time to also look back at our year. To take stock in who we are and where we are. In real life and on lit. Lit is a lot like life, ups and downs, good friends, not so good friends, and people we just don't know. It's easy to be here when things are going well. And a struggle when things aren't. Some leave, some take breaks, some just bury things inside. But online would seem easier to manage. If things aren't going well you simply can walk away. But many don't. They soldier on even in the tough times. Today's question is, Why? Why not just turn your back on this place when it becomes less than you had hoped? Why come back looking for love when you've been scorned? Is Lit a place where hope springs eternal, or does Lit draw a different personality type, a type that needs to be here?
 
With Chrismtas nearly here (is your shopping done? If not you're in a bad spot ;) ) it's time to also look back at our year. To take stock in who we are and where we are. In real life and on lit. Lit is a lot like life, ups and downs, good friends, not so good friends, and people we just don't know. It's easy to be here when things are going well. And a struggle when things aren't. Some leave, some take breaks, some just bury things inside. But online would seem easier to manage. If things aren't going well you simply can walk away. But many don't. They soldier on even in the tough times. Today's question is, Why? Why not just turn your back on this place when it becomes less than you had hoped? Why come back looking for love when you've been scorned? Is Lit a place where hope springs eternal, or does Lit draw a different personality type, a type that needs to be here?

Sometimes this place is an escape. Sometimes it can become serious. It is an escape, but once you develops actual friendships and relationships, it's hard to just let it be an escape.
 
With Chrismtas nearly here (is your shopping done? If not you're in a bad spot ;) ) it's time to also look back at our year. To take stock in who we are and where we are. In real life and on lit. Lit is a lot like life, ups and downs, good friends, not so good friends, and people we just don't know. It's easy to be here when things are going well. And a struggle when things aren't. Some leave, some take breaks, some just bury things inside. But online would seem easier to manage. If things aren't going well you simply can walk away. But many don't. They soldier on even in the tough times. Today's question is, Why? Why not just turn your back on this place when it becomes less than you had hoped? Why come back looking for love when you've been scorned? Is Lit a place where hope springs eternal, or does Lit draw a different personality type, a type that needs to be here?

I think the answer is probably all of the above. For some it's eternal hope, for some it's an addiction (or near addiction) and probably many other options. For me, it's an entertaining and sexy escape where I get to meet some pretty cool people every now and then.
 
meh... I don't know what the draw is, honestly. I've come, I've gone, I lurk, I peek...
Each time I leave, it's due to some kind of dissatisfaction, be it absolutely ridiculous things I see posted or just solicitations I recieve that remind me there are lots and lots of thoughtless, reckless, inconsiderate people out there.

I return thinking it will be different. I remember those wonderful people here that I did meet and have maintained offline friendships with. I know, deep down though, "friendship" is not why the majority of people come here. And for whatever reason that makes me sad. Sad that we have so many "virtual" outlets at our disposal nowadays that we spend our time bouncing between Facebook, Twitter, Literotica, etc..depending on what kind of "social fix" we are needing at the moment. :(
 
The inital draw for me was another board that I was on died - I believe the owners decided that the forum was a money drain and killed it without warning.

The continual pull for me now is the people whom I've become close to.
 
I won't log on if my mood is sour. Some use Lit as an outlet, a rant about life, tell a playmate they're a fuck tard or spread some serious PDA around. It's all good and that's what's great about this hangout, do as you please. I maybe ranted once or twice about my running coach, that bastard would have be running half marathons daily if I let him!

I pop on here happy, sometimes quiet and other times flirty. Always the same here as in RL. Looking for hope eternal springs... laughs. Not today, not today.
But... if it comes with a unicorn, daily massages and an unlimited menu of the best sushi on the planet, I'm game.

RA-- love the word "social fix!" I have no problem ditching my iPhone, grabbing my moleskin and sitting in the local coffee shop or even on a bench downtown. Letting my thoughts wander and scribble about is very therapeutic for me.
 
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I won't log on if my mood is sour. Some use Lit as an outlet, a rant about life, tell a playmate they're a fuck tard or spread some serious PDA around. It's all good and that's what's great about this hangout, do as you please. I maybe ranted once or twice about my running coach, that bastard would have be running half marathons daily if I let him!

I pop on here happy, sometimes quiet and other times flirty. Always the same here as in RL. Looking for hope eternal springs... laughs. Not today, not today.
But... if it comes with a unicorn, daily massages and an unlimited menu of the best sushi on the planet, I'm game.

RA-- love the word "social fix!" I have no problem ditching my iPhone, grabbing my moleskin and sitting in the local coffee shop or even on a bench downtown. Letting my thoughts wander and scribble about is very therapeutic for me.

In the end, it's all about the unicorns.
 
Thy happens a lot, quite honestly. I often think I wasn't clear in the question, as often times the question answered doesn't match the way I thought would get answered. Or is there a psychological element at play here, similar to a political debate, answer the question with what you want people to know about you?

Or maybe I'm just all around full of shit with the questions and everyone is too polite to tell me.

My shopping was done as of Sat, and people say I don't answer the question.....

I note no-one is answering the real question.

Yes, I have finished my Christmas shopping. Thank you for asking.
 
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