relationships
Love, sex, single, committed.
Living Out Loud
One of my partners told me once that he wanted to “Live Out Loud” with me. This seemed like an incredible idea (and one we both embraced)! You see, my boyfriend is not married. He lives in a different city. When I spend time with him “out loud” (ie. in public) in his city, it’s somewhat unlikely I’ll see anyone I know. So, we do this. We go to restaurants. We go for walks. We attend concerts. We hold hands. We are seen together. And this feels really normal, as it should.
By Dawn Redwood6 years ago in Filthy
Messy-face Girl Gives Romantic Advice
Don't even think about using a spoon. There is no reason to be tidy and prissy went the action is on. Smile. Laugh. And gulp it down if you want to. It's all a matter of personal taste. There are no rules worth talking about.
By Roscoe Forthright6 years ago in Filthy
I Shoot Sploodge on Young Women
Apparently, fat old white men are not to be trusted. And the source of all evil in the world. This is what I hear gushing from the mouths of people who have not lived long enough to have a clue, about sex or the world in which they live. And honestly I find such talk boring, boring because of its self-righteous posture and it's lack of connection to reality. The young women in my life enjoy my hard cock and love to watch me stroke it. And love when I shoot my small offerings of sploodge.
By Roscoe Forthright6 years ago in Filthy
How I Met My King (Chapter 1)
Phoenix It all started on a bench in the middle of January. I had just gotten out of an extremely abusive relationship and had decided to go stay with my mother who was in poor health; so she would have someone to take care of her and so I could get my head back on straight and get back on my feet.
By Phoenix Cobain6 years ago in Filthy
Unexpected Lessons
Episode 2 If ever there was an appropriate time for a facepalm, now was it. Instead I slide on to the nearest stool because my legs can no longer hold me and slam my face directly onto the counter. I keep my face there, refusing to look at or acknowledge Mr. Malloy.
By Amanda Bodi6 years ago in Filthy
First Love
From the moment we are born; we are loved. We are taught and cherished and have shown affection from the beginning of life. Love is in different forms, not every love story has a happy ending and not a happy beginning either. Mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, girlfriends, and boyfriends all love different ways, but no love is the same as the first. From the moment we feel the compassion, the affection, and the loyalty with someone its very new for us, we question the feelings we are having. There are some who push those feelings away and ignore, just the same there are others who express those emotions and let them come out.
By Shania Rivera6 years ago in Filthy
Chronicles of a Professional and a Whore
No sex in this one but I promise part 2 will be good! I hope you all enjoyed my little escapade with Nathan. I am happy that I could help him in ways he had never known possible. This next empowerment session did not go as I planned. Not at all. But it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t talk about the empowerment I received as well. Let me tell you about someone who gave me what I craved, everyone meet Jamal.
By Gynesis Reveals6 years ago in Filthy
My search for a sub
So the BDSM community isn't bad, neither are some of the people that I encountered. I also don't want my story to scare any Doms out there. I am not naming names so I can't get sued. I also don't know real names, only screen names. I won't go through all the people that I encountered on my journey, it would be boring. I also can't remember all of them. I only remember recent ones, crazy ones, rude ones or ones that have made me mad/confused.
By Lena Bailey6 years ago in Filthy
