Dear Litster...

[Gracie29]

Dear Litsters,

I just wanna thank you for takin' what was really a difficult day for me yesterday and givin' me a lot of things to smile about. Ya'll know who you are . . . and you really know how to make a girl feel special.

Love,
Graciesnort

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Litsters,

I just wanna thank you for takin' what was really a difficult day for me yesterday and givin' me a lot of things to smile about. Ya'll know who you are . . . and you really know how to make a girl feel special.

Love,
Graciesnort

Dear Litster,

What'd they do....get you a naked singing Elvis telegram??

 

[sno_22]

Dear Litster,

Lost - one metal ruler

Oh, and I love this place

 

[Gracie29]

Dear Litster,

What'd they do....get you a naked singing Elvis telegram??

Dear Litster,

No . . . they just wanted to make me feel special . . . not loved. *sniffles*

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Litster,

Lost - one metal ruler

Oh, and I love this place

Dear Litster,

I borrowed it...

Should I wash it before I return it?

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Litster,

No . . . they just wanted to make me feel special . . . not loved. *sniffles*

Dear Unloved Litster,

I love you.

You can't keep the Elvis.

Release him.

 

[sno_22]

Dear Litster,

I borrowed it...

Should I wash it before I return it?

Dear Litster,

No, no need to wash it, just return, in person

 

[sno_22]

Dear Litster,

No . . . they just wanted to make me feel special . . . not loved. *sniffles*

Dear Litster,

You're loved. Here's a fresh venti caramel monstrosity.

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Litster,

No, no need to wash it, just return, in person

Dear Litster,

*knocks on your office door*

Sir? I'm here to return the metal ruler I stole that you promised to punish me with if you ever found out who stole it.


oooooooooooooops

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Litster,

You're loved. Here's a fresh venti caramel monstrosity.

Dear Litster,

Please don't give her anymore coffee.

It does not make my life any easier...nor naked singing Elvis telegram's

 

[sno_22]

Dear Litster,

Please come in and set the ruler on the desk there, yes, thank you. Now, if you wouldn't please go stand in the corner there, legs spread, hands against the wall. I'll get to your punishment as soon as I have a moment.

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Litster,

Please come in and set the ruler on the desk there, yes, thank you. Now, if you wouldn't please go stand in the corner there, legs spread, hands against the wall. I'll get to your punishment as soon as I have a moment.

Dear Professor Litster,

Yes, sir.

*sidles over slowly, leaning over feeling my breasts press against my tight tight shirt, putting the ruler on the desk, running a finger over it's still sticky surface, then brushing past you as i walk over to stand a feet and a half away from the way...leaning over and bracing my hands against it, over my head...and slowly edging my feet apart, feeling my short plaid skirt ride inch by inch up my legs*

 

[Kylan]

Dear Literonian.

I hope you're not wearing panties under that skirt.

You see, I want to be able to slide my hand up between your thighs, trail my fingers up through the moist valley between your labia, so that I may paint my name on your aching clitoris ...

K*Y*L*A*N

 

[sno_22]

Dear Professor Litster,

Yes, sir.

*sidles over slowly, leaning over feeling my breasts press against my tight tight shirt, putting the ruler on the desk, running a finger over it's still sticky surface, then brushing past you as i walk over to stand a feet and a half away from the way...leaning over and bracing my hands against it, over my head...and slowly edging my feet apart, feeling my short plaid skirt ride inch by inch up my legs*

Dear Litster,

Thank you for the ruler back, although I don't remember lending it to you.

*Standing up and walking over to you, grabbing a thick bamboo cane on the way*

Now lets see what we have here

*Using the cane to hike up your skirt a bit more then tapping the insides of your ankles with it to signal you to spread your legs wider and force your skirt up even higher*

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Literonian.

I hope you're not wearing panties under that skirt.

You see, I want to be able to slide my hand up between your thighs, trail my fingers up through the moist valley between your labia, so that I may paint my name on your aching clitoris ...

K*Y*L*A*N

Dear Litster,

I'd appreciate it if you kept that kind of filth to your own thread in future.

But since you're already here, why waste a wonderfully wicked idea?

*braces my forehead against the wall, breath heaving, feet edging even further apart, urging you to press deeper, as your deft touch strums me to a flooding, quaking precipice...moaning each slow agaonizing letter...then one word*

~ Bastard.

 

[Kylan]

Dear Literonian.

~ Perhaps you won't be satisfied by either fingers or tongue.

~ Maybe you'll only be satisfied with a hard, thick cock. You may decide to come into the room, turn your back to me, slide your skirt up around your waist, and invite me to slide my throbbing cock straight inside your soaking sex.

~ After all, you are a ...

~ Whore.

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Internetly Dominant Litster,

Perhaps you know me a little too well.

But if you did, you'd know... I'd never need to invite you.

I'd want you to be the one pressing me against that wall, growling dangerously against my, grazing your teeth along my neck as you reach under my skirt and separate my dripping, quivering folds in preparation of your violation of me with that...hard, thick cock of yours. Plunging deep and harder than my cunt will allow until you mark me in your come.

After all...don't all whores need to be

~ Claimed?

 

[sirgary]

Dear Litster,

It would be nicer if you could cook and do laundry too...

...you whore, cunt, slut, bitch...

 

[Kylan]

Dearest Literonian.

~ You don't invite me, I am simply there.

~ I am the dark spreading shadow of warmth that crawls into your womb

~ Many nights you see me when sleep won't come, you see the event in your mind over and over, trapped in that special female place between horror and fascination, your pillow soaked as tears stream down your cheeks. You stifle your sobs in its warm wet folds. And the wicked warmth comes, unbidden, a wet pulse as wet as your tears. You stifle that too, stifle it just like your sobs until you can no longer feel, until you are numb.

~ You are claimed each and every night the same cycles play themselves out.

~ Whore.

 

[asian_princess]

Dear Litster,

Shadows can be thrown from sight with a flip of a switch, that rids the night even of the flickering shapes thst are cast by the hue of a dying candle.

But you know, my finger will never reach there.

Instead.

I shall low dormant...in torment, as your warm gentle breath seeps into each pore of me, until my body is but a slave at your bidding. Silence can scream louder than the wails you extract from my soul with your cruel words and actions, but only because the air lies still to count the tears streaming down my cheek to record my steady, sombre, submission to you.

Until I answer to that word when you call.

~ Whore.

 

[Gracie29]

Dear Litster,

There's not a day that goes by that I'm not thinkin' of you and missin' you. Time is supposed to help, right? I'm not clear on whether it's supposed to heal the ache or inflame it . . . I hope you're well. I hope you're happy. And I hope you're laughin'. And that you're still enjoyin' . . . somewhere . . . the humour portion of the programme.

Sincerely,
Grace

 

[Essa]

Dear Litster,

How was I supposed to know red are better than white?

 

[kendra1980]

Dear Litster,

Interesting post!

 

[MercyMia]

Dear Litster,

Thank you.

Mia

 

[Kylan]

Dear peu Literonian.

You know how I like to watch, don't you? You know how I enjoy sitting back, detaching myself, so that I may truly relish the sights, the sounds, the aromas as you bring forth your pleasure by your own hand?

Is that really such a wicked desire?