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Female Volcels: Voluntarily Celibate. Top Story - October 2021.
First, let's begin with the definition of this interesting new term, Volcel: a person who has chosen to be voluntarily celibate.
By Sai Marie Johnson4 years ago in Filthy
Stop Being Annoyed By Your Partner
If something isn’t so great or it’s simply mediocre, most of us want to do our best to improve it -- especially a relationship or marriage. In fact, we typically want to ensure that our romantic relationships last and get better over time. I’ve got a not-so-secret for you: even if we are constantly improving our relationships, without realistically managing expectations in relationships, you might find yourself feeling more and more annoyed and less and less in love.
By Leigh Norén4 years ago in Filthy
The Knight
The night finally arrived. She dressed in the outfit she bought for this occasion, hating her other clothes. Not being materialistic had its downsides, especially when one strongly desired to leave a lasting impression. She smoothed her hair with one hand, wishing for the umpteenth time that it would lie flat. Glancing in the mirror one last time, she slipped on her coat and grabbed her purse.
By Angel Worth4 years ago in Filthy
My Last Day In Babylon
Our story opens in the year 605 BC in Babylon Mesopotamia. Evening had arrived and it was time to pick up my girlfriend Mylitta. We had been seeing each other for almost six weeks. She had been introduced to me by my best friend Usun. Beautiful long dark hair, a slender shape with amazing breasts. Great personality, easy to talk to, and very sensual. It was getting dark so we found a romantic place to eat. We were playing footsie under the table as she ran her foot up my thigh coming to rest between my legs. She knows how to communicate. After dinner we were sitting down along the river when she handed me a piece of candy. I offered to share it with her, but she said it was just for me. It tasted wonderful. We sat there kissing for a while but I began to feel strange. She told me to lay down and relax. And that was the last thing I remembered.
By Ray Young4 years ago in Filthy
High Marks
The floors echoed with each one of my footsteps. Try as I might, the laminated flooring would not keep my arrival a secret.
By Chelsea Rose4 years ago in Filthy
Photo Shoot
Photo Shoot Dara was tucked under Daddy’s arm as they entered the building, with her heart racing in anticipation and fear. She had wanted to do this for a long time, but what would happen? What would Daddy think, or the others in the room for that matter. It didn’t help that Daddy had set it all up without really telling her anything. He had picked out the lingerie that she had on under her dress, and he also had a bag of things over his other shoulder, but he wouldn’t tell her what was in it. When they got to the studio she just stopped and stared. There were several different scenes set up in the large warehouse like room, and her eyes tracked over all of them trying to absorb it all. Daddy smiled down at her, leading her over to the make-up area.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
Do erotic movies really destroy your sex life?
Almost everyone watches it, and yet half the world is arguing about it. Opponents of porn claim that the films have a bad influence on the health and relationship life of the consumer. Proponents refute common porn prejudices and even attribute positive effects to the erotic flicks. So who is really right? Does porn really do any harm?
By Omara4 years ago in Filthy
How to bring more fun in bed and in the relationship
In the beginning, you were attacked every few hours. A few months later, still every night. Then the opportunities arose only on weekends. And now you have to strain to remember the last time? It’s not just you. But what’s the reason?
By Omara4 years ago in Filthy
Friday
I met friday on a Tuesday. At first sight, I can say that he was nothing special, but there was something about him that definitely had me...intrugued.
By Love MeTrue4 years ago in Filthy
My Guardian Angel
Chapter Seven It’s been three days since Lance kissed me. Since then he has become distant from me. He would still guard me from the skies or watch me at school, but that was it. We haven’t ‘talked’ like friends for days. Everytime I tried, he would fly off telling me he had a final paper to write. Even when I called him, it would go straight to voicemail. That jerk! What if it was an emergency?!
By Ja'Cara M4 years ago in Filthy
At Home Meeting
At Home Meeting When Dara got home Stan was in the living room, with three other men discussing something while having at drink. She quietly walked over to him, giving him a kiss before going to change. Stan caught her wrist, holding her in place.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
Three
It was a stressful day at work and I was glad to be on my way home. I was looking forward to unwinding with the most passionate creature on earth. She always had a way of making me forget about everything. As I was heading up the driveway, I could feel my anticipation building. I couldn't wait to rip off my clothes and dive in bed with her. Opening the door, I saw my Carol with another woman sitting at the kitchen table talking.
By Ray Young4 years ago in Filthy