fact or fiction
Learn the truth about common myths. Are they fact or fiction? In-depth explanations of the questions everyone asks and few know the answer to.
Unplanned Sex
Unplanned Sex I wont name any names but, I’m not gonna lie either! I’ve been fucking her man for quite sometime now…. RAW! Her “God kids” Is his kids! But we keep It all on the low. He make her happy so I want that to continue. He helps me with everything so I have no complaints. Since my sister can’t have no more kids due to her break down after one, I filled that void he had. I love my niece she Is so damn adorable. The crazy part Is people always say how my two boys and my niece look so much alike…. Duh they brothers and sister hahahaha but shit they don’t need to know. Now understand, the way this all happened was not planned or Intentional. I love my sister and we are very close. After she had my niece she suffered from Postpartum depression, she wouldn’t eat or sleep she just sat and stared at my niece like she was a guard dog.
Webcam-Girl FREE for Hikikomori
Has your aggressive, success-oriented, money-making civilization destroyed your psyche? Do you now stay home and talk to no one? Are you Hikikomori~ ~ in Japan, or in any aggressive, agenda-pushing nation, like the United States, Canada, UK, and much of the European Union?
Roscoe ForthrightPublished 10 days ago in Filthy
Summa in Georgia
85 degrees, clear skies It's a hot summer in Georgia again. "Maybe I should wash my truck," I thought to myself as tried on my new swimsuit; "Damn you look good sis, issa hotgirl summa forreal". *turns in the mirror.
Maya JarrettPublished 25 days ago in Filthy
My tribute to boobies
I never really understood why something so natural, (or surgically enhanced), could be so amazing. A baby is hungry=boobies, significant other is upset=boobies, want to get someone’s attention=boobies. There is an old saying that bigger is better. When it comes to boobies that is not true. I heard a comedian say once that “when you have seen one set... you want to see them all. As a boob man, that is so very true.
Steven Crane SrPublished 29 days ago in Filthy
Why Did the Ancient Romans Draw Penises on Everything?
Life as a soldier in the Roman legion is always assumed to be thrilling, death-defying, and constantly on the move with participating in massive military campaigns for subduing people throughout Europe and the Near East.
The Danger Of Beauty
Angelina has found herself alone once again in another city. At 30 years old, she could never have imagined moving so many times. She has spent most of her life on the run. She has lived a hard life, but despite this, she has maintained her beauty. She embodies sensuality with every movement which can often lead to trouble. It is unsurprising that she ended up working in clubs. After a decade of being in the sex industry, she was ready to quit, but the pandemic hit her hard. She knew her time in New York City was done. Miami is open and she needs work. She swore off stripping in her thirties, but she is desperate. Being desperate is very dangerous, especially for a beautiful woman.
A Wandering RosePublished about a month ago in Filthy
The Gem of Julliard
Harrison took two pills out and popped them into his mouth. He held onto the bathroom counter for support and took a few deep breaths. He looked up at his reflection. He looked good. He was wearing a classic black suit with a red tie. He slipped the bottle of pills into his pocket and headed back to his table. He did not want to keep his date waiting too long. As he walked through the crowded restaurant, he remembered feeling accomplished after asking Gem to join him for dinner tonight. He reminisced about how beautiful she was swaying sexily in front of him in the private VIP lounge. After his last lap dance, he had explained to her that he was leaving town and would not be returning to the club. That was when he worked up the nerve to ask her out. Gem was hesitant at first, but his warm, kind eyes had swayed her.
Craig and Wendalynn NewmanPublished about a month ago in Filthy
The Killer Page
6 ft 4in, 250 pounds, wealthy businessman. Noah Lacmore was the American Dream. His nudeness was captivating. His magnetic touch, created a magical stream of moisture, between many thighs. Small moments with him, was a force of tranquility. There was no denying the innate ability to fall in love with his charm. But my desire for Noah grew deeper beyond the rims of my heart. I desired his life, his happiness, even his family, but never his heart.
Signs of FirePublished about a month ago in Filthy
5 Things Capricorns Won’t Tell You About Sex (But You Need to Know)
It was past midnight and our girly talk, laced with bitching sessions about both sexes showed no signs of abating. We had just finished a huge pizza dinner and were on our third bottle of Chianti between the two of us. The merry aftereffects of the wine, our pleasantly full stomachs, and the cozy rugs surrounding the crackling fire of the fireplace had further loosened our tongues as our conversations became raunchier, and merrier by the minute with all semblance of decency thrown out of the window.
Roscoe Talks About Human Females
Mostly, when I masturbate I think about their beautiful faces, and how delicious the girl's fannies are. Soft or firm, those lovely curves which can only be feminine. I think about how their fannies feel in my hands as I squeeze and caress. I move my hands over and around their inner thighs, and up across the smooth landscape of their asses. I often pause, in awe and admiration of their moist vaginal lips. I dip my fingers inside those lips. Four pairs of vaginal lips. Each pair as unique as a fingerprint.
Roscoe ForthrightPublished 2 months ago in Filthy
Ambrosia
1. ANOTHER FREAK IN THE FREAK KINGDOM Was me hired to scribe for Bazaar Monthly, a posh Los Angeles-based online publication boasting a readership amalgamated of new age gurus, holistic juice cleansers, naturopathic shaman, real estate moguls, Hollywood elite, avant garde architects, entrepreneurial pioneers, Silicon Valley Titans of technocracy, dot com gozillionaires, weekend warriors plus counterculture enthusiasts. Was me, armed with a bic pen and thin, black notebook they were paying what seemed to me a conspicuous, if not outright gratuitous lump sum of $20,000.00 to fly out over the mighty Pacific Ocean on a unique and covert journalistic endeavor, to infiltrate an esoteric subculture shrouded in mystery and ultimately shed light on the obscure underbelly of the Hawaiian Islands, respective. Was also me who (I’m seeing this now, in retrospect) signed up to be airdropped into a mythopoeic landscape, a sociological petri dish akin to a William Golding novel, to bear witness to the vicissitudes of human relatings and be indelibly altered via cultural osmosis; to peak behind the curtain at the inner workings of this soft machine.
Ian WilsonPublished 2 months ago in FilthyPaying for Sex
Paying for Sex Means More than You Think Okay, let’s address the elephant in the room. Yes, this is a taboo subject. Paying for sex brings to mind concepts of hiring an escort or even a street walker. Having said that, yes, this post will be talking about that. However; we are going to take a look at the reality of social interaction and the “dating” or “courting” rituals that exist in our society.
Timothy A RowlandPublished 2 months ago in Filthy
