comedy
Comedy and humor in the sexuality space.
Staten Island Satyr
You’re wondering how I became banished to Staten Island (of all places, for god sakes!). That is a reasonable thing to wonder, and I salute you for your curiosity and inquisitiveness. It isn’t every day you hear people using the words “banished” and “Staten Island” in the same sentence, although it isn’t as rare as you may think.
By Steve Savage5 years ago in Filthy
Most embarrassing situation i have ever seen or experienced at a concert?
August 28, 2013, heavy metal festival. As my usual, I try to stay more or less in the middle of the room, not too far ahead, but not too far away, to be able to enjoy the show without being deaf. And that day I choose the right side looking at the stage.
By Naveen Kumar5 years ago in Filthy
Once A Time Upon
After realizing that Brittany was for the streets, I decided it was time for me to delve into the single life. Brittany was cool, and for a moment true feelings began to grow, I fell for her deep and she did the unthinkable. How could I ever trust another woman. My heart grew cold, my sole interest was sex with these women. Dealing with Brittany's betrayal was one thing, but the fact I was still living under the sane roof as one of the dudes she cheated on me with made the tension within the house unbearable at times. We skated around, well I skated around them for a few weeks after that bullshit happened. I felt outnumbered, so I tried my hardest to dodge everyone of them. Not that I was scared, more so picking the high road...Nah, I was scared, I didn't want an issue with anyone of these dudes.
By Julian Foster5 years ago in Filthy
Lucid Cove: Darkside Up Vol.1
At the tender age of 28, Miso felt like a being with the freedom to be. In the course of four years, her book took off, and she was able to find the home of her dreams. One evening before her third book signing Miso and Lysa met at a small café in a popular area in Greensboro, North Carolina. At this point, both ladies had a habit of being on the phone with others when they were supposed to be having conversations with each other. Like all relationships, this habit came with qualifying positions: so long as the conversations were important, and not too lengthy, they tolerated it. When Lysa arrived, Miso was already seated at a cozy table by the windows, a steaming cup of tea in front of her, elbow deep in a phone call. They shared a nod of acknowledgement as Lysa walked up to the counter to place an order for a medium hazelnut coffee. Once Lysa’s needs were met, she approached Miso’s table.
By Enomis Tehuti5 years ago in Filthy
Tinder Shenanigans
Oh boy I still remember this one like it was yesterday (nervous laughter). I swiped right and matched this guy, let’s call him Colson for his identity perfection. Well he super liked me and I have to say that was the first time I wasn’t disappointed/ afraid by a super like because let’s face it, the ones who super like us either have a weird fetish while also looking like they’re going to kill us or they’re just not our type... at all.
By Briella Javier5 years ago in Filthy
FAKE FBI GUY: part 2
I finally met Fake FBI Guy... And he's REALLY GOOD LOOKING... I was totally done with him when he stood me up for our Sunday meeting. Yes, I was mad even though I already knew he was a Fake FBI Guy and would probably have chopped me up and tossed in into the river after raping and torturing me for hours on end. But I like to live on the wild side.
By Anchored Gypsy5 years ago in Filthy
