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Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
Lost in the Hedge Maze. Content Warning.
Octavia sat bored on her bed, staring at her phone. She was scrolling through social media but not really seeing anything. It was just a visual distraction and something to fool herself into thinking that she was doing something. Mostly, she was repeating the same question in her head over and over again… why did he cheat on her with that girl? Her of all people! It was bad enough that he cheated on her, but to do it with the one girl that had made her life a living hell for the last year, was just evil on another level.
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in Filthy
How to Create Nude Images with Leonardo AI. Content Warning.
Most people know that AI image generation platforms generally don’t allow you to produce nude images. Of course, people also know that there is always a way to get around that and to do it anyway. It’s not even something that will get your account suspended most times... but maybe download and delete anyway to be safe.
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in Filthy
A Spicy Experiment
50 Shades of Grey, A Court of Thorns And Roses, Fourth Wing and anything Colleen Hoover; Demon, Werewolf, Vampire, Mermaid; Erotica, smut, ‘adult material’, X-rated, Spice. Hard or Soft Core. It doesn’t matter what it looks like or we call it, there is one overall definition for all of the above: Pornography.
By Lilly Cooper3 years ago in Filthy
The Masquerade Continues...
It's the day after and my head is still reeling… Did I really do that? And what happens now? Am I open to love, or do I just need to have a little more excitement in my life? I can’t find the answers alone but I’m not ready to call Jilly yet. I know what she would say do, jump on that man and keep riding. Yeah, she’s hilarious. I got so drunk off champagne last night, that I went straight from the limo to my couch. Dress, heels, make up and interestingly of all the mask still on. I take my shoes off and begrudgingly get up. My 1pm Sunday yoga alert is going off which woke me up. Where is my damn purse? Under the couch cushions... yeah that tracks. I check my messages and see Jilly sent me some drunk gifs. But one message in particular caught my eye. It said my ex wanted my new number and asked if she could give it to him. NOPE. Yesterday morning I probably would’ve jumped at the chance to hear his voice. Not today though, not after you know who has touched me.
By LiciaEmber3 years ago in Filthy
Jewel in the Buff
The closer they got to Rick’s place the more nervous tension caused pressure to build up in Jewel’s chest. Was she really going to go through with it? Did she really plan to give her virginity to this hard rocking, or should that be rock hard?, she thought, stifling a giggle, man next to her? What would his penis look like…Thick? Big? Certainly larger than Randy’s…, Randy was only eleven after all. Besides, the last time she had seen her young cousin’s penis he had been about seven. Thought of the little cousin she may not see again brought a mist to her eyes. She had always been fond of the boy whom she had babysat practically since he was an infant. Randy’s trusting smile and the love that shone from his little face when she would read him to sleep… Stop it! she admonished herself, taking a cleansing breath of the night air. Concentrate on Rick and tonight. Randy’s fine with Aunt Peggy and Uncle Dave. It’s me I need to worry about. The delicious smell of someone nearby frying chicken caused her stomach to rumble.
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Filthy
Venemous Huntings - Chp 2
For the beginning go to: https://vocal.media/filthy/venemous-huntings ********************************************* The taxi ride to the Monterey Suites was a blur of flashing lights and humid wind. Vixen watched the traffic fly by. The glare of headlights was punctuated by the sound of car horns and the occasional blast of bass from someone’s overly loud radio. The people hustling by on the sidewalks were a garish riot of psychedelic colors as the neon lights bathed them in a continuous strobe of riotously fluctuating illumination. Watching them, the girl ruminated on what she was about to do. Going to a hotel room with a vampire. Maybe have sex. What about when or if he gave in to the idea of trying to turn her? What then? Did she want to live forever at the cost of her humanity…, her friends and family…, the sun?
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Filthy
Venemous Huntings
Nostrils flaring as he breathed in the too human smells of blood, sex, sweat, and desperation mingled with stale cigarette smoke and booze, the vampire searched the crowded mass of gyrating prey. These dark little bars full of desperate people looking for affection and human contact were perfect places to hunt for victims. There! The lithe little brunette with the page boy hair cut. The girl had been coming in for the past few weeks, but always alone. As far as he could tell her status so far had remained the same when she left, usually at closing time. No boyfriend… or girlfriend… as far as he could determine. A loner; nice curves, pert breasts not overly large, long silken throat… Oh yes. Perfect, he thought.
By Andrew C McDonald3 years ago in Filthy
Masquerade
Mas…Masquerade .. Fall is upon us, and this means spooky season is right at the door. It’s a literal day to be someone else and as long as it’s done in the spirit of fun, there’s nothing wrong with that. Unfortunately, for me I ended an almost 7-year relationship just after the new year and haven’t had to face the holidays alone yet. Halloween believe it or not would be especially hard for me, seeing how it was our favorite. We met during a Halloween bar crawl and bonded over our love of the gory holiday. We would always do couples costumes. Just last year we dressed up as Adam and Eve. We ended that night making love under a tree in the park...*Sigh* I refuse to let heartbreak stop me from enjoying the Masquerade Ball tonight held yearly at my museum to support the creative arts. I cannot wait to show off my almost wildly inappropriate ballgown. With the tight sheer corset that leaves nothing to the imagination and over embellished skirt with a slit to reach heaven, it’s sure to turn some heads. Not that I’m trying.
By LiciaEmber3 years ago in Filthy
