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A Lecherous Afternoon
“Chichie, ma chérie! You are finally here…” Bella hugged her best friend from overseas. “I’m so glad I get to spend the summer with you, ” replied Chichie, pouting her full lips and rolling her sea-colored eyes. “I am so sick of the French countryside… Bella, I demand you show me some real excitement during our time together!”
By Lola Sense5 years ago in Filthy
The Real Reel: DeAngelo Jackson on Being a Black Man in Adult Film
DeAngelo Jackson, the first African American to win a GAYVN Best Actor Award, is promoting his new documentary film, Being Black in Porn. The film follows the lives of four gay men of color as they navigate their way in the adult film industry and examines the racism and inequality they often encounter. The film releases this fall but its trailer is out now.
By Ben Nelson5 years ago in Filthy
The Boy, The Man, and The Big City
The boy knew he was in a different element, a new city that for the first time in his life made him question everything about his existence, his convictions, his destiny. Could he perhaps have been so set in his ways that he was blinded as to where his destiny, his legitimate destiny, truly was? He contemplated this possibility as he sipped on the chocolate ice cream shake he so thoroughly enjoyed the first and second time he ordered it, and realized it was consistently enjoyable this third time, just like that big, new city where he felt like a small fish, but a happy fish.
By Andrew Dominguez5 years ago in Filthy
The Breakup
“Listen, there’s something we need to talk about.” That’s never a good sign. She’s not talking to me though. No, Kelsey is in the next room talking to Alex. I swear, her nasally voice could cut through lead-lined soundproofing. The thin wall between our rooms, even with Netflix playing on this side, isn’t enough to drown her out.
By Jay Villin5 years ago in Filthy
The Other Woman
I'm staring out of the window of a moving train, my eyes taking in the lush view of velvet green fields blanketed in a beautiful vibrant rainbow of different flowers and animals feeding on green pastures. I am bored out of my skull! My husband is sat beside me with his head in a book, he has been reading this book for almost an hour and a half of our journey. We are heading to Scarborough, North Yorkshire, from Bournemouth in Dorset. The journey is going to take at least seven hours, and the silence is doing my head in. After many long hours of traveling in total silence, the train stops at a station to pick up other travelers, and that was when I saw her.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Filthy
Karen and Helen
Karen sat on her couch quizzing herself. She had boyfriends in the past, but now she found herself deeply attracted to her roommate Helen. She was completely frustrated with it! Every time Helen walked into the room she found herself watching her, taking in her beautiful body, her lustful breasts, and her beautiful legs. Damn! Even her legs were perfect. She wasn't one of those women who obsessed over exercise and being slim; she was an average-size female with plenty to touch on her, and Oh my! Karen really wanted that tonight. Karen was athletic, she had a little weight on her, but she was happy about that. She enjoyed her food, and she always told Helen 'food was the source of life, put on the planet to be enjoyed.' Tonight, she was planning to ask Helen out, and she was nervous because she wasn't sure how Helen would react to that.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Filthy
Bisexuality
As I start to write this, I am not bi-sexual myself but my loving wife is. There is absolutely NOTHING wrong with this. Bi-sexual lovers can offer a level of intimacy and cognitive understanding that can be greater in many aspects that any relationship has to offer.
By Jonathan Townend5 years ago in Filthy
Heat
Sweat is beading on my forehead. It's so hot out here I could bake cookies on the deck beside my pool. I'm eager to jump in, but I'm not sure if it would be rude to be in the pool when you arrive. Just as I'm about to disregard my manners and hop in, I dip my toes in the deliciously cool water and then feel someone shove me right in.
By Marie Fronce5 years ago in Filthy




