relationships
Love, sex, single, committed.
"My Husband Pays me for Sex"
My friend Lizzie was talking to me about sex, not something unusual. From the sex life she described, it was quite adventurous. Her husband had kinks and she had her fair share too. So, I was very surprised when she came out with the sentence "you know, he pays quite a lot".
By No One’s Daughter4 years ago in Filthy
The Night I Found Out I Don’t Like Women
The first time I wondered if I liked girls was in middle school. In religion class of all places. With wild, curly black hair and striking blue eyes, her breasts were the size of grapefruits that ended at a point in opposite directions as she stood in front of my little wooden desk passing back assignments. There were rumors that she wore extra perfume to cover up the stink of cigarettes that she smoked during breaks.
By Cynthia Bord4 years ago in Filthy
Should I Feel Bad About Feeling Jealous When My Wife Flirts With Others?
I've always had an uneven relationship with jealousy. As a sexually open person, I've tended to think of jealousy as a bit of emotion, born mainly of insecurity. The Moliere school of thought — "he who is jealous loves more, but he who is not jealous loves better."
By Chai Steeves4 years ago in Filthy
Frank Sinatra's "Witchcraft"
I started dating Shawn in October. We met at a friend’s Halloween party. The thing that drew me in was his dark eyes. It sounds a little twisted, but they kind of reminded me of my ex, Brandon. Brandon was everything. We had some really rough patches, but the good days were some of the best I’ve ever had. I could write books upon books about Brandon, but I find myself struggling to write one sentence about Shawn. Which is cruel because Shawn is a great guy; he’s just not my Brandon.
By Lindsey Hultman4 years ago in Filthy
Bad Idea
As I drift off to sleep, you carefully slide into your bed behind me, setting your hand on my hip. Your touch wakes me immediately, though the alcohol still coursing through me drags me down a drowsy road. I place my hand on yours, but you draw it away, trailing it over my ass to rest it on my thigh, giving it a squeeze.
By Mari C. Rohweder4 years ago in Filthy
Executive Dysfunction
*sigh* I love the sights, sounds, and smells of Austin, TX….being downtown in a crush of humanity on any given weekend night! Never will you want for bbq, tacos, live music, or drunken fun-loving antics. I was loving life and my amazing group of friends and this beautiful crisp winter night on Rainey Street with all the cool little theme bungalow bars one after another up and down the street. I was definitely buzzin and livin it up. Then he showed up out of nowhere. It just felt right to try some BDSM for the first time…
By J.C. Russe4 years ago in Filthy
We matched on Tinder
I'm from the Pacific North-West. Spent nearly a decade in Vegas and a couple of years ago I moved to the midwest. Let me tell you, if you spend 8 years in Las Vegas you become pretty much jaded to anything in the nightlife scene. If not jaded, you find yourself completely burnt out on it. You can label me down as a mixture of the two. Self-praise is no recommendation but I'm a pretty decent looking guy and I'm relatively successful, fending off women has been more of a problem than finding one to take on a date. Until this point. I have no interest in the club scene, been there and done that. Being a doctor this might come across as shocking but sleeping with co-workers is the last thing I want although I probably could of had the ER nurses line up while I make my choice. I'm in my early 30's, how else do I meet someone? No way... I'm never joining the online dating community. That shit is for the desperate, I'm far from desperate.
By J. Authentic4 years ago in Filthy
