taboo
A look at words, acts, and fetishes that are often unjustly considered taboo.
A Moonlit Rendezvous
Luna looked around. She liked being out here after dark. It made her feel mysterious and powerful. She was dressed in her best goth outfit. A long, black lace skirt and fishnet thigh highs, her black platform patent leather boots, and a latex corset that made her ample chest pop out so far that her breasts were almost at her chin. Her makeup was thick and dark, with little hearts on her cheekbones and perfectly winged eyeliner. Her hair was up in a bun held in place by two hair sticks, crossed at the top. Her perfume was exotic, with notes of myrrh and sandalwood. She wore a blood drop choker and matching earrings, with black rubber bracelets on both wrists. She had decided to go without panties. It would be easier that way.
By Karen LaRue9 months ago in Filthy
Why Sex Noises Turn Us On (And Other Auditory Oddities). AI-Generated.
A breath catches. A soft gasp. Then a low moan escapes—half involuntary, half intentional. Your body reacts instantly. Goosebumps. Heartbeat kicks up. Pupils dilate. Even if you’re not being touched, your brain lights up like you’re in the middle of something very NSFW.
By PrimeHorizon9 months ago in Filthy
Sex Toys Through the Ages: From Stone Dildos to Smart Vibrators. AI-Generated.
Let’s Get This Out of the Way: People Have Been Horny Forever You might think sex toys are a modern luxury—something invented by bold 21st-century minds with access to silicon molds and USB ports.
By PrimeHorizon9 months ago in Filthy
The Truth About ‘Post-Nut Clarity’: Is It Real or Bro Science?. AI-Generated.
Let’s Set the Scene You’ve just finished a steamy session—alone or with a partner—and suddenly, like a curtain lifted in your mind, everything looks… different. The fantasy that made your toes curl now feels oddly embarrassing. The person you were desperate to DM at 2 a.m.? You're wondering why you ever thought sending that peach emoji was a good idea.
By PrimeHorizon9 months ago in Filthy
Layla Lays Down the Law
His socks are on the floor. Again. Every day she picks up after him before she goes to work. Every day he spends all of his extra time playing video games. Sure, they both have full time jobs, but she has two. She comes home and does everything. She’s so frustrated, and so tired of talking to a blank wall.
By Karen LaRue9 months ago in Filthy
Making Joan Moan
Joan knew that this was no normal Friday night. She had arranged everything in advance, she knew exactly what was going to happen. As she slipped her pink sundress over her head, she briefly considered going without panties but decided that excitement dripping down her legs on the way to up to the hotel room would draw a little bit too much attention. She put on just a touch of blush, some eye liner, and mascara before finishing up the look with a nice, neutral lip shade. She snapped a quick selfie before slipping on her flip flops and heading out the door. Tonight’s the night. Her fantasy is finally coming true.
By Karen LaRue9 months ago in Filthy
