comedy
Comedy and humor in the sexuality space.
He Just Wanted Her Nipples Sucked
Already about two weeks on the road, after exploring parts of South India and Southern Malaysia, I made my way up north-east and arrived on the secluded tropical paradise of Perhentian Islands by ferry, cruising through crystalline turquoise waters. Sunglasses on, dressed in worn-out hippie attire, my entire solo nomadic life packed into a six-kilo backpack.
By Zohan Khanabout a month ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The plush white couch swallowed Rebel Wilson in a luxurious embrace, a playful counterpoint to the controlled chaos of the film set around them. Lights hummed, crew members moved with a silent efficiency, and the air crackled with the anticipation of a live interview. Rebel, however, looked utterly at ease, a mischievous glint in her eye as the interviewer, a sleek, immaculately dressed man named Jack, adjusted his earpiece.
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
The Banana Epiphany. Content Warning.
The morning sun, usually a welcome guest, felt particularly insistent as it streamed into Monica's kitchen. She leaned against the cool quartz counter, a casual cashmere sweater doing little to ward off the chill that had nothing to do with the thermostat. In her hand, a banana – not just any banana, but a specimen of perfect ripeness, a gentle curve hinting at an inner sweetness. "Finally. A healthy snack," she mused, the thought bubble above her head almost audible. "I’ve been craving potassium all day."
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Huddles and Harmonies (part 1) . Content Warning.
Chapter Rating: R 1 Staccato Heart I stared obstinately at the sheet music before me, as though willing it to catch on fire. Chopin was the bane of my existence. These stupid fucking five-note fortissimos made my hand hurt.
By CT Idlehouse7 months ago in Filthy
My Furry Yaoi Manga is out
I am happy to say my Manga is finally out; it is a milestone in my life, but as a first-time author trying to promote my first-ever published book, it is a lot harder than it looks. Sure, you can Google the how, the what, and the dos and don’ts. How many out there are having trouble selling your books? Well, I am writing this blog to tell you about my book and why I think you’ll enjoy it.
By stephanie borges8 months ago in Filthy
“Feuds, Tears, and Unexpected Smiles”. AI-Generated.
It was not a day that the neighbors could remember when Raja Sahib and Khwaja Sahib's wives had not argued. The day that argument was delayed, the superstitious would repeatedly look up at the sky in fear that it might fall. An argument not happening between the two wives was like the morning arriving and the sun not rising. Raja Sahib and Khwaja Sahib's houses were adjacent. If a nail was driven into one wall, the plaster of the other wall would peel off. This was why one day they argued again. The usual argument had already happened at noon, but then a mild earthquake occurred in the evening, and Begum Raja thought that Begum Khwaja had dragged a bed in the adjoining room. She dashed to the window and made Begum Khwaja listen to such insults that the poor woman forgot about the earthquake.
By Muhammad Haris khan 8 months ago in Filthy
When Satan Claimed His Wife. Content Warning.
Life felt meaningless to me. I experienced an overwhelming sense of solitude, and my mind seemed constantly on the verge of falling apart. I wish I could understand exactly what was happening to me. But I never know. I find myself bouncing from one relationship to the next, and I still cannot seem to find fulfillment or content with any of these relationships or flings, no matter how many I seem to enter. It feels like there are only two types of people in this world. Some people are great at relationships, while others are only good at sex. I struggle daily to remain faithful in a relationship when the love and care are on point because, in some sense, the sexual aspect of it all lacks. Whenever I attempt to be open to polyamorous relationships, I find myself struggling with overwhelming feelings of jealousy and possessiveness towards my partner, and I find that it also makes it more challenging to nurture meaningful and satisfying relationships with those I am close to. However, this consistent feeling of absolute emptiness continually drives me further into a void that makes me never want to experience physical feelings toward others.
By Jaded | Pleasured (Ay! Eye Muse, Productions. Tired/Toxi)10 months ago in Filthy
Camila Backstage Live. Content Warning.
It was the crowd yelling in unison that got Camila Cabello smiling after performing her hit songs. One fan in the crowd, Matt was enjoying himself but didn’t realize what he was in for the night. He had become the lucky fan she pointed to as he held a single rose left on his seat prior the concert. After wrapping up the last song for the night she said to the crowd “thank you for coming out tonight and before i go should check your roses for a little surprise.” Everyone checked their roses and they found a folded piece of paper with variations of “Thank You” on them. When Matt opened his, he read “come and see me in the dressing room, big boy. Kisses.” Matt thought this was a joke wondering why a superstar would want to meet him. A few minutes later he goes looking for her dressing room and manages to avoid any staff member who might think that he is a pervert trying to spy on Camila. But he was personally invited by her and he was still holding the note. He eventually found her dressing room and knocked on her door and standing in front of him was the lovely thick superstar as she wore a long satin purple satin dress. “Hi there. You must be matt. I’ve been waiting to meet since you did that guitar cover of my songs.” the Cuban beauty went in to passionately hug him and welcomed him into her room. He still couldn’t believe that he was in the same room with her. A couple of months before he had played some of her songs on guitar and uploaded them online. Upon seeing them she planted the note in the rose and on his assigned seat after discovering he had brought his ticket. And now they are together after he had watched her perform. “You ‘re like the greatest singer I ever met at this point” he said. “Wow thanks but your girlfriend would not appreciate you saying that to someone else” she replied. Her caramel eyes wandered throughout towards him. “She likes your music too” he said. He was usually calm in situations like this. Because most times, some women would give any attention. However, it was Camila the beautiful superstar with a slightly curvy body and she stared at him with her big gorgeous caramel eyes. At that moment he could his cock throbbing in his pants. “So what are we going to do now?” he asked with great confusion. “We can do whatever we want to do” she says as she licks her lips seductively. “Okay then” he said as he moved closer to her, looking at her nice huge breasts as displayed by her long see through dress. “Well it is nice that someone adores me besides my body. Because at the end of the day, we all want that perfect someone. Even fucking the complete shit out of him until he cums deep inside my pussy. I’m getting wet just thinking about it.” Matt continues to stare at her huge cleavage. She starts to get undressed and asks ‘you want to fuck me, don’t you?” as her dress falls down, showing her shapely body. He then too got undressed quickly and she stared at his long hard cock. “Those pants were probably too tight on you.” Her lips got around his cock and began to suck on it. She stops for a second to play with her titties and he feels a hot load of cum and releases a thick load on her face. “That was the beginning,” she said, winking and licking her lips. “You can either do my pussy or my ass” she said as she turned around and her huge asscheeks were in front of him. He touches her soft stomach and is holding onto her thighs as he is feeling the hardness again. “Come on and fuck me, papi. Oh my goodness.” she had pushed her ass onto her further and shouted ‘Fuck my big ass, papi” he then made a few loud grunts and shot a few loads in her. “I would like for you to come to the next concert so we can do this again.’ She says to him as they both are getting dressed and he puts his jeans back on.
By Forest Greenabout a year ago in Filthy
Ditched for ER
Emily walked into the bedroom and was stunned by the elaborate romantic setup: rose petals on the floor around the bed, pink heart-shaped candles burning the rose and magnolia smell, and soft romantic music in the background, with the great Barry White crooning at the moment. On the bed, there was a new apricot-colored lingerie set that included a laced bra, panties, and a delicate translucent robe.
By Lana V Lynxabout a year ago in Filthy
