Wit & Nipples 🍒

[peekingone]

It’s sore but feeling uneven….

I’ll take “sexy as all hell” as my official award for putting up with the current lit chaos and not losing my mind (yet). Or not quite yet anyway, although I’m getting close to it. I also wouldn’t say I’m always managing it “impeccably,” but I’ve certainly mastered the art of staying calm while other people spiral for attention.

In regards to doxxing/outing dude: The entitlement it takes to believe someone has the right to control or expose someone because you feel slighted is as absurd as it is unsettling.

Still, in general, I’ve tried to never been one to let other people’s chaos dictate my own character, especially not online. So yes, I’ll keep my head high, keep my standards intact, and when necessary, keep my head exactly where I want it to be (your phrasing made me giggle.)

Come here and I will kiss it for you.

 

[SpicyBean99]

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All of us @ your voodoo doll right about now

But did I say stop?

 

[desperado1089]

What the heck, Lit?! I haven't gotten notifications since page 160. Can someone please let me know what I've missed (including any picture links that are still active?)

 

[peekingone]

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But did I say stop?

I so can so you having that look on your face. Great find

 

[GallantWriter]

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But did I say stop?

I for one wouldn't stop, unless explicitly said so. Happily mark every inch I could.

 

[SpicyBean99]

What the heck, Lit?! I haven't gotten notifications since page 160. Can someone please let me know what I've missed (including any picture links that are still active?)

All links have been deleted for now so nothing to catch up on picture wise (though there was a fair bit) because some strange fucker (you can see if you skip back a page or two) threatened to disclose my full name/and claims to have found nude videos and images online.

As for what else you missed…. Me and @ScarletDaisy had a hotel date, I shared some naked AI images of me….we’ve been discussing all sorts too.

Howeverrrr I am trying to move on from the negativity so

 

[NoObjection]

Bleh, I've been depressed, recently, but biting your other cheek definitely would make my day.

OK
I’ll give you first crack.

 

[desperado1089]

Well I mean, you did say you used to do porn, but still, that's fucked up.

 

[peekingone]

OK
I’ll give you first crack.

She has a great crack too, I wouldn't mind that either

 

[ChasBozwell30]

It’s sore but feeling uneven….

I’ll take “sexy as all hell” as my official award for putting up with the current lit chaos and not losing my mind (yet). Or not quite yet anyway, although I’m getting close to it. I also wouldn’t say I’m always managing it “impeccably,” but I’ve certainly mastered the art of staying calm while other people spiral for attention.

In regards to doxxing/outing dude: The entitlement it takes to believe someone has the right to control or expose someone because you feel slighted is as absurd as it is unsettling.

Still, in general, I’ve tried to never been one to let other people’s chaos dictate my own character, especially not online. So yes, I’ll keep my head high, keep my standards intact, and when necessary, keep my head exactly where I want it to be (your phrasing made me giggle.)

Sorry to see all of the nonsense and weirdo's you have to put up with, i hope the rest of us make you feel appreciated x

 

[Apisto42]

All links have been deleted for now so nothing to catch up on picture wise (though there was a fair bit) because some strange fucker (you can see if you skip back a page or two) threatened to disclose my full name/and claims to have found nude videos and images online.

As for what else you missed…. Me and @ScarletDaisy had a hotel date, I shared some naked AI images of me….we’ve been discussing all sorts too.

Howeverrrr I am trying to move on from the negativity so

Literal WTF. My AV agrees.

 

[SpicyBean99]

Well I mean, you did say you used to do porn, but still, that's fucked up.

Read the below for context.

You made a new account just to ask if I sell content, then publicly claimed to have acquired my pictures online, despite the fact that my name isn’t attached to this site, and the only way to find such content would be by knowing it. Luckily for you, I’m not exactly hard to find online for various reasons, but I don’t expect this kind of invasive behavior here. This thread is free. If you want to pay for nudes, take it elsewhere…. and maybe don’t announce/showcase your evident behavioural issues on a public forum.

 

[desperado1089]

It doesn't, and I apologize, I misunderstood what you'd said before.

 

[Bamagan]

some strange fucker (you can see if you skip back a page or two) threatened to disclose my full name/and claims to have found nude videos and images online.

Hey, that's exactly what I needed for my Literotica Forums 'predictable bullshit' bingo card! Huzzah! </sarcasm>
Hopefully he gets shit-canned, but the damage may already be done. Good luck.

 

[SpicyBean99]

Sorry to see all of the nonsense and weirdo's you have to put up with, i hope the rest of us make you feel appreciated x

Oh you sure as HELL do!!

The good far outweighs the bad here for sure.

I should hope some mods get rid of him soon, I’ve reported his account multiple times and I’m urging anyone else to do the same (@TheKingRichard) is the account!

You’re the best Chas!

It doesn't, and I apologize, I misunderstood what you'd said before.

Don’t apologise you’re totally fine! There is a LOT to catch up here for sure!

 

[Bamagan]

There’s no damage done.

He’s got a video of me and knows my surname… whoopdie doo * sarcasm.

It’s not the worst that could happen. Pretty awful yes. But not the worst.

Regardless I have taken screenshots of everything he’s sent me and posted here. If it happens again it’ll be escalated and something will be done about it.

Luckily for me I have good people in different groups around me to feel totally safe. (Access to lawyers, police, friends with friends of friends who know people). If anyone tried to threaten me with information either in real life or online, they wouldn’t get very far with it let’s put it that way.

Like I said before, I’m already online. There are images of me when I was a teen plastered all over Google… it can’t get any worse than that.

I primarily meant damage in the sense that he has succeeded in disrupting your proceedings here (albeit temporarily) and has made you spend time and effort paying attention to him in particular. To whatever extent this is recreational or recuperative for you, I expect it has been less so today. I'm just hoping such petty gratification was the point, as opposed to being a prelude of a longer-term form of harassment.

 

[SpicyBean99]

I’m about to head to sleep but….for those here that enjoy my written teases here is a mini exert from my new story…. Imagine yourselves in it, imagine me… imagine whoever you like. Have fun (@ScarletDaisy may or may not have been the inspiration behind the character in this story heheh)

Fuck, Daisy…” he muttered, barely holding it together and swerving ever so slightly, as I undid my seatbelt to rise up onto my knees in the seat.

“Eyes, on the road Howard.”

It helped that I was only five-foot-five, and that the truck was wide and tall enough to give me the space I needed. The seatbelt warning began to chime repeatedly, getting louder and more intense ever ten seconds; but it didn’t stop me, I was desperate to take him into my mouth and show him just how much of a good husband he was.

He hissed through his teeth, hitting his fist against the steering wheel in frustration, as I gently wrapped my lips around the head, teasing him with my tongue, letting him feel every inch of my wetness again, this time with my mouth. I could feel a thick bead of salty, tasty pre cum coat my tongue and lubricate my throat as I lowered further down, taking more of him. A strand of hair fell into my face so I slid my right arm up to gather it up, holding it in a loose fist at the back of my head to keep it out of the way as I began to take more of him into my throat. My free hand curled around his thigh for balance, steadying myself as his cock filled my mouth completely. I kept him there, bobbing him slowly in and out, then let the entire length slide down until there was no more room left to breathe. Slowly, I lifted my mouth back over him, inhaling through my nose, letting the spit I’d been holding drip messily down over his shaft.


@Switchem15 I hope you don’t mind…

https://vlix.io/video/71b9f65e3eaf6e00fa7b/

PART 2 of the latter short piece I’ve been writing for you guys to enjoy… I seem to get quiet a few good responses from the small pieces I’ve shared so far

“Shit,” he hissed, adjusting his grip on the wheel, eyes locked forward like he was clinging to the last bit of focus he had left. “Dais, I’m gonna have to pull over.”

I smiled with my mouth still full as the truck veered onto the service station exit, the sharp turn making me shift in my seat. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand I grabbed a hair band to secure my hair into a pony tail as Howard navigated past the usual spots, heading for the lorry bays tucked behind the large building. The truck jolted slightly as he slammed it into park, we were right at the far end of the lorry bays, tucked between two long-haul rigs. It was almost just enough cover to feel hidden although we both knew we weren’t really.

I looked around nervously as he cut the engine but couldn’t spot anyone nearby and before I knew it I was already climbing into his lap, my bare thighs rubbing against the denim of his jeans, dress still bunched around my waist. We both giggled as he clicked the recliner and the chair went sliding backwards with force under the weight of the two of us, slamming us closer together, our foreheads knocking against each other. Our lips crashed together, our tongues finding each other as we made out as if it was for the first time.

“Are you ready to feel me?” I asked, taking a breath but not waiting for an answer. The leather seat was burning hot under my knees as I lent back on my haunches, letting Howard wriggle down his jeans. I placed my bare feet on either side of his thighs, my pussy now completely bared too him. In the golden afternoon light reflecting through the window, it looked to be almost shimmering with how wet and moist I was. I took his cock in my hand, resting a hand on the steering wheel behind me and pushed up with my feet so that i was lent back but hovering my slit just above him. I rubbed his pusling member over my wetness and popped and slipped it in and out of my hole.

“Mrs. Daisy Evans,” he growled, fisting my ponytail and yanking my head back with force, “if you don’t fuck me right now, I swear to God I’ll bend you over this bonnet and fuck you in front of the whole damn car park.”
I laughed, turned on beyond belief, his grip tightening, pulling my head to the side as his mouth found my neck, planting open-mouthed kisses and sharp little bites onto my throat, that made me gasp.

“Please,” he added.

I looked down at my husband, his brown eyes blown wide with excitement, his jaw tight, body straining not to buck, and I felt something primal twist and yank deep inside me. Love, yes. But hunger, too. This man, the love of my life, undone beneath me, begging me to fuck him in broad daylight, where people could actually catch us, made me feel something entirely new. So I gave in immediately.

I tilted my hips and sank down, slow and steady, inch by aching inch until he was fully inside me, deep, thick and stretching me wide open. He groaned, head falling back against the seat, neck taut with restraint as I began to move my body. I rolled my hips in tight, grinding circles, using a trick I’d been using for the past six years and spelling coconut out with my waist. It always worked a treat. I let him feel the way my walls tightened and loosened around him, control I’d honed from years of youtube yoga flows and late-night Kegel exercises I’d practised while watching TV. Another thing I’d probably lose if I ever listened to my mother-in-law and let Howard fill me up with children.

Fuck, I was getting distracted.

I snapped my focus back to the way his strong, carpenter working man hands gripped my hips, and how his eyes kept darting between my face and where we were joined at the wasit, utterly mesmerised. My clit was a hard litte peak now, rubbing with just the right pressure on each grind against his pubic mound. I alwasys said I loved it when he didnt shave so that those hairs could add another layer of friction when I rode him.

“You feel so good Daisy, please don’t stop.”

I leaned in, my lips brushing his ear. “I know. And I’m not.”

But I did, I stopped. Hovering the tip just at the opening of my hole, i followed this by biting his earlobe. Hard. And thats when my sweet, patient husband, finally snapped. His hands slid from my waist to my ass, gripping both cheeks with a tight grip and a roughness that made me gasp. He used the leverage to thrust up hard from beneath, slamming into me so deep I choked on my next moan, my teeth smashing together with the force.

I could have cum then and there.

 

[peekingone]

PART 2 of the latter short piece I’ve been writing for you guys to enjoy… I seem to get quiet a few good responses from the small pieces I’ve shared so far

“Shit,” he hissed, adjusting his grip on the wheel, eyes locked forward like he was clinging to the last bit of focus he had left. “Dais, I’m gonna have to pull over.”

I smiled with my mouth still full as the truck veered onto the service station exit, the sharp turn making me shift in my seat. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand I grabbed a hair band to secure my hair into a pony tail as Howard navigated past the usual spots, heading for the lorry bays tucked behind the large building. The truck jolted slightly as he slammed it into park, we were right at the far end of the lorry bays, tucked between two long-haul rigs. It was almost just enough cover to feel hidden although we both knew we weren’t really.

I looked around nervously as he cut the engine but couldn’t spot anyone nearby and before I knew it I was already climbing into his lap, my bare thighs rubbing against the denim of his jeans, dress still bunched around my waist. We both giggled as he clicked the recliner and the chair went sliding backwards with force under the weight of the two of us, slamming us closer together, our foreheads knocking against each other. Our lips crashed together, our tongues finding each other as we made out as if it was for the first time.

“Are you ready to feel me?” I asked, taking a breath but not waiting for an answer. The leather seat was burning hot under my knees as I lent back on my haunches, letting Howard wriggle down his jeans. I placed my bare feet on either side of his thighs, my pussy now completely bared too him. In the golden afternoon light reflecting through the window, it looked to be almost shimmering with how wet and moist I was. I took his cock in my hand, resting a hand on the steering wheel behind me and pushed up with my feet so that i was lent back but hovering my slit just above him. I rubbed his pusling member over my wetness and popped and slipped it in and out of my hole.

“Mrs. Daisy Evans,” he growled, fisting my ponytail and yanking my head back with force, “if you don’t fuck me right now, I swear to God I’ll bend you over this bonnet and fuck you in front of the whole damn car park.”
I laughed, turned on beyond belief, his grip tightening, pulling my head to the side as his mouth found my neck, planting open-mouthed kisses and sharp little bites onto my throat, that made me gasp.

“Please,” he added.

I looked down at my husband, his brown eyes blown wide with excitement, his jaw tight, body straining not to buck, and I felt something primal twist and yank deep inside me. Love, yes. But hunger, too. This man, the love of my life, undone beneath me, begging me to fuck him in broad daylight, where people could actually catch us, made me feel something entirely new. So I gave in immediately.

I tilted my hips and sank down, slow and steady, inch by aching inch until he was fully inside me, deep, thick and stretching me wide open. He groaned, head falling back against the seat, neck taut with restraint as I began to move my body. I rolled my hips in tight, grinding circles, using a trick I’d been using for the past six years and spelling coconut out with my waist. It always worked a treat. I let him feel the way my walls tightened and loosened around him, control I’d honed from years of youtube yoga flows and late-night Kegel exercises I’d practised while watching TV. Another thing I’d probably lose if I ever listened to my mother-in-law and let Howard fill me up with children.

Fuck, I was getting distracted.

I snapped my focus back to the way his strong, carpenter working man hands gripped my hips, and how his eyes kept darting between my face and where we were joined at the wasit, utterly mesmerised. My clit was a hard litte peak now, rubbing with just the right pressure on each grind against his pubic mound. I alwasys said I loved it when he didnt shave so that those hairs could add another layer of friction when I rode him.

“You feel so good Daisy, please don’t stop.”

I leaned in, my lips brushing his ear. “I know. And I’m not.”

But I did, I stopped. Hovering the tip just at the opening of my hole, i followed this by biting his earlobe. Hard. And thats when my sweet, patient husband, finally snapped. His hands slid from my waist to my ass, gripping both cheeks with a tight grip and a roughness that made me gasp. He used the leverage to thrust up hard from beneath, slamming into me so deep I choked on my next moan, my teeth smashing together with the force.

I could have cum then and there.

just love reading erotic stories... Awesome

 

[justanormaldude87]

PART 2 of the latter short piece I’ve been writing for you guys to enjoy… I seem to get quiet a few good responses from the small pieces I’ve shared so far

“Shit,” he hissed, adjusting his grip on the wheel, eyes locked forward like he was clinging to the last bit of focus he had left. “Dais, I’m gonna have to pull over.”

I smiled with my mouth still full as the truck veered onto the service station exit, the sharp turn making me shift in my seat. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand I grabbed a hair band to secure my hair into a pony tail as Howard navigated past the usual spots, heading for the lorry bays tucked behind the large building. The truck jolted slightly as he slammed it into park, we were right at the far end of the lorry bays, tucked between two long-haul rigs. It was almost just enough cover to feel hidden although we both knew we weren’t really.

I looked around nervously as he cut the engine but couldn’t spot anyone nearby and before I knew it I was already climbing into his lap, my bare thighs rubbing against the denim of his jeans, dress still bunched around my waist. We both giggled as he clicked the recliner and the chair went sliding backwards with force under the weight of the two of us, slamming us closer together, our foreheads knocking against each other. Our lips crashed together, our tongues finding each other as we made out as if it was for the first time.

“Are you ready to feel me?” I asked, taking a breath but not waiting for an answer. The leather seat was burning hot under my knees as I lent back on my haunches, letting Howard wriggle down his jeans. I placed my bare feet on either side of his thighs, my pussy now completely bared too him. In the golden afternoon light reflecting through the window, it looked to be almost shimmering with how wet and moist I was. I took his cock in my hand, resting a hand on the steering wheel behind me and pushed up with my feet so that i was lent back but hovering my slit just above him. I rubbed his pusling member over my wetness and popped and slipped it in and out of my hole.

“Mrs. Daisy Evans,” he growled, fisting my ponytail and yanking my head back with force, “if you don’t fuck me right now, I swear to God I’ll bend you over this bonnet and fuck you in front of the whole damn car park.”
I laughed, turned on beyond belief, his grip tightening, pulling my head to the side as his mouth found my neck, planting open-mouthed kisses and sharp little bites onto my throat, that made me gasp.

“Please,” he added.

I looked down at my husband, his brown eyes blown wide with excitement, his jaw tight, body straining not to buck, and I felt something primal twist and yank deep inside me. Love, yes. But hunger, too. This man, the love of my life, undone beneath me, begging me to fuck him in broad daylight, where people could actually catch us, made me feel something entirely new. So I gave in immediately.

I tilted my hips and sank down, slow and steady, inch by aching inch until he was fully inside me, deep, thick and stretching me wide open. He groaned, head falling back against the seat, neck taut with restraint as I began to move my body. I rolled my hips in tight, grinding circles, using a trick I’d been using for the past six years and spelling coconut out with my waist. It always worked a treat. I let him feel the way my walls tightened and loosened around him, control I’d honed from years of youtube yoga flows and late-night Kegel exercises I’d practised while watching TV. Another thing I’d probably lose if I ever listened to my mother-in-law and let Howard fill me up with children.

Fuck, I was getting distracted.

I snapped my focus back to the way his strong, carpenter working man hands gripped my hips, and how his eyes kept darting between my face and where we were joined at the wasit, utterly mesmerised. My clit was a hard litte peak now, rubbing with just the right pressure on each grind against his pubic mound. I alwasys said I loved it when he didnt shave so that those hairs could add another layer of friction when I rode him.

“You feel so good Daisy, please don’t stop.”

I leaned in, my lips brushing his ear. “I know. And I’m not.”

But I did, I stopped. Hovering the tip just at the opening of my hole, i followed this by biting his earlobe. Hard. And thats when my sweet, patient husband, finally snapped. His hands slid from my waist to my ass, gripping both cheeks with a tight grip and a roughness that made me gasp. He used the leverage to thrust up hard from beneath, slamming into me so deep I choked on my next moan, my teeth smashing together with the force.

I could have cum then and there.

I love how you write.

It’s so visual and stimulating.

What a tease you are Bean! don’t stop posting these mini stories I think this might be a good niche of yours actually.

 

[SpicyBean99]

I love how you write.

It’s so visual and stimulating.

What a tease you are Bean! don’t stop posting these mini stories I think this might be a good niche of yours actually.

Which one has been your favourite so far?

You’ve read my three published stories haven’t you?

 

[peekingone]

what is so erotic is thinking of some of the photos and videos you posted and put the words to a wonderful visual.

 

[justanormaldude87]

what is so erotic is thinking of some of the photos and videos you posted and put the words to a wonderful visual.

Which one has been your favourite so far?

You’ve read my three published stories haven’t you?

I have to agree with @peekingone

It’s like when I read I’m actually seeing you doing the actions.

N1 story has got to be Yoni Massage. The lesbian massage with the hot oil. I’ve got off a few times to that. I’m going to mention your attention (I’m a poet and I didn’t know it) to detail again. That whole section about her playing with the customers clit and then squirting! My wordddd was that good.

I haven’t read the first part properly in the car I skimmed it a little. But I’ve read both the parts you shared today. And I’d say the first one left me imagining all sorts. The second one was erotic and sexual. I love them all for different reasons.

You have an amazing talent there.

 

[SpicyBean99]

what is so erotic is thinking of some of the photos and videos you posted and put the words to a wonderful visual.

Eeeek!

This makes me so happy!!

I’m definitely going to share more of my writing here… and potentially a few more audios? How do we feel about that…. I think my forest play audio had a good response

Maybe I should go and cum in the forest again

You’ve pulled my leg. You guys might get that this week….

I have to agree with @peekingone

It’s like when I read I’m actually seeing you doing the actions.

N1 story has got to be Yoni Massage. The lesbian massage with the hot oil. I’ve got off a few times to that. I’m going to mention your attention (I’m a poet and I didn’t know it) to detail again. That whole section about her playing with the customers clit and then squirting! My wordddd was that good.

I haven’t read the first part properly in the car I skimmed it a little. But I’ve read both the parts you shared today. And I’d say the first one left me imagining all sorts. The second one was erotic and sexual. I love them all for different reasons.

You have an amazing talent there.

Thanks J!

Yoni Awakening was SO fun to write! I remember being constantly horny the whole time I was writing it. To be honest it probably had something to do with the fact that I was simultaneously watching some lesbian massage porn for inspiration

Panty Theif is also a bit of a cheeky one, not to everyone’s taste; but then again what is!

Honestlyyyyy having compliments on my silly pieces of smut makes me so freaking happy

 

[justanormaldude87]

Eeeek!

This makes me so happy!!

I’m definitely going to share more of my writing here… and potentially a few more audios? How do we feel about that…. I think my forest play audio had a good response

Maybe I should go and cum in the forest again

You’ve pulled my leg. You guys might get that this week….

Thanks J!

Yoni Awakening was SO fun to write! I remember being constantly horny the whole time I was writing it. To be honest it probably had something to do with the fact that I was simultaneously watching some lesbian massage porn for inspiration

Panty Theif is also a bit of a cheeky one, not to everyone’s taste; but then again what is!

Honestlyyyyy having compliments on my silly pieces of smut makes me so freaking happy

Well I shall continue to compliment you on both your writings and pictures. And also ward any evil negative energies away from the thread.

We all did a pretty good job today. I hope you can see you’ve got a good little Wit and Nipples gang around ya!

You should be asleep though.

 

[SpicyBean99]

I was actually just sat on my kitchen floor drinking a mug of chamomile in my “life’s a peach” mug.



I am now about to vacate to the bed, take all my clothes off and turn on my sleep aid app (currently set to play a sound frequency at 528 Hz).




Goodnight everyone. And thankyou for the support regarding all things lit stalker