relationships

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A Fantasy Come True
“There is something so wrong about this,” I thought as I drove the hour long distance between Sebastian’s house and mine. He had been a family friend for years, close friends with my father, and was always a part of my life when I was younger. When he texted me the other day asking me for help getting back into a studying routine, it just seemed natural. Now, though, as the journey to his place continued closer to the end, I felt an uneasy feeling in my stomach.
By Camila :)7 years ago in Filthy
Random Reflections on a Five Year Email Correspondence...
I have had an email pal since February 2014. We met, by chance, on a forum for camgirls, porn performers, and other types of "internet sex workers." I wrote a short reply to her forum post but then I could not help but private message her a barrage of more unsolicited and personal advice, because I saw myself so clearly in her (except that I have never done porn).
By Jessica M.7 years ago in Filthy
Submissives Make Mistakes Too
Everyone's life seems to be insane now. Where you are living, where you are located, how you deal or cope can change in a heartbeat. I am still learning myself, and in that, I am still learning about why and when I lose my shit. I have zero patience for people who don't do what they say they will do, RIGHT then. It's weird. I do get that life gets in the way, but when my work, livelihood, and home depend on it, I will lose it. I can't cope with liars either, at all. I feel it in my bones, even if you are just trying to surprise me.
By LilithV7 years ago in Filthy
My Lamarion Travis
There is nothing like running into an ex when you finally have your shit together! Hair on point, skin hydrated and glowing, sundress accentuating all your curves and you're feeling sexy 'cuz you're not wearing panties! Ole loose booty! Plus your business is booming, and you have a nice car that your man washed and shined up for you this morning. Oh honey, you are ready to speak to that ex! You're not ducking and dodging him trying to get out of the store before he notices you. Oh no, you're walking right in the line of sight of the man who walked away from you because your career wasn't taking off as fast as he thought it should. The one who said he's a professional and needs a woman who is on his level. You're ready to let him see how you're doing, how you've leveled up.
By PM Alford7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins... (Ch. 12)
Khyle takes out his keys for his bike, and looks down at his phone. "Hey, mind if we make a stop to switch to my car?" he says, looking over his shoulder and putting on his helmet.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins...
"Where are we?" I ask as I get out of the car looking around me. Scanning the area I notice that we are on top of the mountain looking down at the city, at all the lights twinkling below us.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
I’m Just Not in the Mood Right Now
At times when we are in a relationship, we may enter a phase where our partner has a lower sexual appetite than we do. If you enter one of those phases, it may be good to have an idea of what could be causing the “I’m just not in the mood right now,” as well as having solutions to experiment with.
By Joe Nathan7 years ago in Filthy
Sexual Insecurity
You meet someone new and it’s fun. They make you laugh and feel confident, happy. For a few weeks, you feel like you’re on the top of the world and you never want to get down. But then… they mention it.
By E.J Sneed7 years ago in Filthy
You Are My Drug
I never knew you could be addicted to love. This love could be the light in you or the love that kills you. Your drug is so addicting. I always need more. I always want more. There is always more to have from you.
By Devin Mitchell7 years ago in Filthy
Ocean's Queer World
This is a story of a man named Ocean and a rather crazy person who is both strong and beautiful as the sea. Years ago, I discovered I was the Queerest person in the universe, just extraordinary. So for gays or depending on what type of person you are, you have two V-cards. I lost my first V-card being a top with my first boyfriend and it was nuts! So we met at this park originally and eventually after three months I was ready, so one day we planned to try it. For some reason, this was the first time we saw each other naked, so I made him strip first of course and when I laid eyes on him, my mouth dropped and I just got my life just looking at his body. That's when this magical thing called hormones surged all through my body and I could feel every ounce of it flourishing through my every limb.
By DeAngello williams7 years ago in Filthy
Becoming Vulnerable
I met you only a month ago, and while it started off as fun and harmless dating, it has shifted into something else. You've been so kind and respectful about addressing my needs to take things slowly, offering to move at my pace, asking to kiss me. This makes you different than the majority of people I have dated or been in a relationship with. My past experiences have been with people who either want to immediately create a sense of seriousness and commitment or who want nothing more than to use me like some toy that gets taken off the shelf to be played with based only on their desires and rules. I have been enjoying this slow pace.
By M. Blair7 years ago in Filthy
Diary of a Dying Girl (Pt. 5)
SEX ROULETTE This one. That one. Hate one. Bang one. Kiss one. Keep none. You buried the bullet. I'm convinced that this isn't even roulette anymore. You point and shoot at anything, and when the bullet clicks in place you remove it and proceed to shoot empty barrels again. It's like you're afraid of finally hitting the mark.
By Diary Of A Dying Girl7 years ago in Filthy