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Housewifing Your Husband
Women of the world, isn't it time you asked the question: why can't my man be my housewife? I've made that change in my own household and believe me, it works and it can work for you too. Yes, my husband is now my housewife and we live in a female-led relationship. He cleans, cooks, does the laundry, and irons. He stays at home and I go out to the office. He's not just a housewife though, he does have a paying job but fortunately he works from home. This allows me to dress him in pretty dresses and skirts in order to cement his role.
By Alexa Martinez8 years ago in Filthy
Hottest New Black Porn Stars
One thing that we can all love about the adult film industry is that there's a porn star for just about every type of person out there. There are blonde girls, heavy girls, tattooed girls, and even transgirls — all out there, doing their thing in the porn industry.
By Emily McCay8 years ago in Filthy
Baptized By The Belt
“Fuck it,” she says and drops the towel, opening the door. It’s silent in the apartment. All the lights are off, except for the glow from under the bedroom door. She stops in the hall, not sure what to expect. The horrifying image of Mike standing on the other side in a full leather bondage suit complete with gimp mask, whips, and chains flashes in her overactive imagination. There is no way. She thinks. Her feet are hesitant to find out. She walks slowly to the door, listening for rattling of chains. It’s silent. You’re ridiculous.
By Andrea Myer8 years ago in Filthy
Best Sex Toys for Lesbian Couples
Being a lesbian can make it hard to shop for sex toys — to a point. There are a lot of options that you can choose, but not many of them are actually worth the price you'd pay. Worse, some of them are not even as lesbian-friendly as you'd hope them to be.
By Lizzie Boudoir8 years ago in Filthy
Bisexuality and Me
A few days back I wanted to publish an article in which I express my views regarding the media, but that post in not publishable (maybe someday). In that post, my heterosexual side comes out, describing my "boy" behavior when it comes to girls and the media which portrays men with beards, tall, and well-defined. In this article I'll talk about my sexual orientation, telling you what this is.
By Victor Vaz8 years ago in Filthy
Bones
What do you need in order not to fall apart? Bones, good bones. As he touched me I felt it. I felt emotion passing from deep within his bones to mine. I was feeding off of it. Hoping to decipher him piece by piece. Lying next to him gave me so much comfort. In this way, I wanted only him. He is everything I could have asked for, given to me, for me, he is my sun and stars. I only want the best for him, always, I longed for him every time we were apart. We are one and the same. He tries to be soft, but he is too heavy handed for that. His hand touches my skin, crossing slowly over my body, finally holding onto my pelvic bone. I feel his hand sink into me, pulling me closer, deeper into him. I am rested and ready, ready to experience him again, for the third time. I am so powerful, though I allow him to think he is. I turn to face him, looking at him now, resting with eyes closed, I wonder what he is thinking behind that skull of his. He is daydreaming, daydreaming of us of course. Ecstatically I pounce to the other side of the bed, hoping he will follow, but as dominant and as strong as he is, he does not, instead he grabs me by my legs just to pull me back to him. I think about this for a second, and I disagree, and as soon as I get the chance to, I pounce right back to the other side of the bed. This time he follows.
By Kenya Carpenter8 years ago in Filthy
Lover's Crest: Part Two
Tears. Smiles. Laughter. Kris couldn't keep from spilling her joy after I revealed that not only was she welcome to come be at Lover's Crest during the renovations, and have her own art room, but that the large room in which we stood was for us to share. She gazed longingly at the bed fit for royalty, at least the royalty of the Oregon coast.
By LP Steinbeck8 years ago in Filthy
Soldier
I think first I should apologize. You are, or maybe were, a wonderful man. I’m not just saying that. If you were here, I wouldn’t be doing this right now. You have to understand what this is like for him. I could see it in him when he fucked me the first time, when he came to my room in the dark. By the look in his eyes, I would have thought he was killing you himself. It was like knocking on my door when you’d been missing for three months was the same as slitting your veins open himself.
By Kyrie Morrighan8 years ago in Filthy
