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In the Ring
Drunken punch choke-out sex is not for the faint of heart. She may want you to choke her, but you have to retain the low enough self-esteem to not only let her beat you like a rowdy slave but also to still finish when she does, just cause; like it makes a fucking difference. You go to work the next morning bloody, with scars and bruises, ignoring the rumors birthed from sheer speculation alone, and do your daily routine like a good worker bee. Explaining that the so-called love of your life finds it fun to inflict pain on you tends to draw a lot of unwanted attention. You tolerate her for a few reasons. One, because Sonya can score the best opioids from “work,” so pain is nothing more than an afterthought, but more importantly, she keeps you from feeling alone. Something that tends to cause you to overreact even as a lonely kid.
Willem IndigoPublished about an hour ago in Filthy
Getting stood up
I need this night out, and I really need a drink Kelly was in a bad mood before she even got to the bar. Trying to wrangle her kids and get them sorted before she went out was hard enough. Then her husband had been a complete ass about it, making himself out to be a martyr for looking after them for a few hours. Kelly was having none of it and told him that "basic parenting does not qualify you for Father of the year".
Misty Demon and Caden
Misty During a rave one night in the Chamber, Misty stepped out of the bathroom. Trying to get to the table where her friends were, she was bumped many times. Two women were fighting, with a ring of men surrounding them. When she pushed through into the ring, they looked at her.
ruth slinePublished 8 days ago in FilthyThe snake and the hare
The hare was hopping jolly as hell looking for bugs and flowers and roughage to eat. He skipped and jumped over the hills and through the woods, praying he does not get eaten by a huge python, much to small of an animal for a anaconda to eat so he is worried about the python. The python would squeeze the poor rabbit until he can digest it in one gulp, poor animals and what they go through being at the bottom of the food chain. This one time the python named belch-like-a-hog tried to confuse the rabbit with a rainbow and pot of gold, the bunny was not going for it though. He was like, what you bastard that is hilarious, I know there is no such thing as this. The python Belch-like-a-hog wanted to eat this precious bunny so bad because he thought that the bunny named Rainbows-and-Unicorns would give Belch-Like-A-Hog magical powers. The anaconda named son-of-a-belch kept trying to warn the python, and said "If you keep busting on my turf I will eat you! You will be dead as a door nail you hear me?" All Belch-Like-A-Hog wanted to do is eat Rainbows-And-Unicorns to possess Rainbows-And-Unicorns alleged magical powers to therefore cloak himself as another animal so he can eat like a pig, oink oink, Laugh out loud. The python wanted to cloak himself as other animals, like a bunny or a turtle, or a snapping turtle so when he snatches up his pray he really scares them to death right before wrapping himself around the poor animal then squeezing the life out of them breaking and cracking their bones and making them scream in pain before he has them ready to comfortably fit in his jaws to be digested, nasty rotten snake, ugh. Bet them snakes love it when they get snatched up by a bird like a falcon or eagle or something ready for some snake meat. The python named Belch-Like-A-Hog went after small birds, big birds, deer, elk, anything he could eat, but he still has not been able to snatch up Unicorns-And-Rainbows which is really beginning to grind Belch-Like-A-Hog's gears big time. Belch-Like-A-Hog is so mad he began to cry out and scream, he said, "Hot damn it that rabbit if it's the last thing I do I will eat that bastard." He just gets angrier and angrier trying to get a bite of that bunny Unicorns-And-Rainbows is being like "Hell nah that son of a bitch is not gonna get me, catch me if you can Belch-Like-A-Hog!"
Angelina F. ThomasPublished 8 days ago in FilthyGood vibes!
I am all about the best vibes and I am cautious about who I allow in my circle. I keep my circle small I am blessed and my boyfriend loves me and he treats me right and he fucks me great like he is only twenty five when he is age forty. I love my dude when he comes around me he treats me like a queen. And when I get on my dumb shit he still treats me right. Good vibes is all I am about, but I am not perfect by any means, I get on mild dumb shit and then I try to fix what I had done wrong. It is all good in the hood. I love where I live, I want this house to be mine, I want my roommate Jim to put in a will that this house goes to me and not anyone else, but I am wishful thinking again, that my roommate Jim will help me even when he is gone and no more. Yeah right he is going to put the house in his sisters name and fuck what happens to me when I cannot get an apartment in my name without having a nasty little short lived criminal record. I won't fuck up again but no one is willing to take a chance with me, I am lucky Jim helped me out and I help him out too but I cannot afford 400 bucks a month I cannot do it anymore, he does not understand why I want to save some money for my future and needs. He gets three thousand bucks a week after take home pay when he works weekends and he has been mandated to do it every week for a long time, but he won't let me drop my rent to thirty percent of my income. How will I get over this obstacle of having no money set aside for anything, Like a comfortable smooth transition. It is so fucking hard to live without significant amount of money. I wish Jim would gift me three thousand in cash for my birthday or Christmas and say this is a gift and I want you to put this money in your account and spend it wisely please do not fuck this up. This is my gift to you to help you come up out of the penniless phase, I want to elevate your circumstances a bit. Wishful thinking again, he won't ever look out for me in that light. Do I need that blessing, yes, but will it happen, no. I hope I can have this house to myself one day, and if I become able to pay for the expenses to keep this house due to being an author on vocal+ I would be very pleased. All I need to gain is like over one hundred thousand bucks and I would be alright if I could make that flip over and over recurring concurrent all the time non stop. I wish I could be a better author and writer so I can make my moneys worth. This sucks because I keep fucking up my punctuation and grammar and admin will not be able to let poor grammar and punctuation slide and I need to perfect my punctuation and grammar bad. I wish I had some of the basic books to keep my mind refreshed on what to do when writing stories. If I were owner of this house making big bucks working from home being an author and never fall off, I would get this house remodeled, new carpeting, new drywall where I suspect it needs to be new, new paint job, a lot of new shit. I Hope my punctuation and grammar is getting better somehow. Thanks for reading.
Angelina F. ThomasPublished 8 days ago in Filthy
secrets with capricorn.
Wiping her palms against her cotton trousers, she hesitated before placing them on the paper-laden desk. The vibrations intensified, as inch by inch, the distance lessened between her and the buzzing object. A finger raised, and then fell. The screen had faded to black, but she was seeing everything with a vivid sense of colour.
The Reflections OfPublished 9 days ago in Filthy
Her Dragon Slayer
Part One There weren’t always dragons in the valley, but shortly after they came, he arrived. Mallick was the bastard son of the fairy queen that had been sent into exile. He had arrived in their valley with nothing but the clothes on his back, the first dragon he slayed had earned him what was left of the village and ten chests of gold and jewels. He had taken that treasure and built a stone fortress into to the mountain, and that was where everyone went when they needed help, or protection from the dragons.
Marie RossPublished 10 days ago in Filthy
Binding Kiss 3
I'm not sure what wakes me. It could be the change from the warm summer's day seeping in through the smallest of cracks where windows should meet ceiling changing to the nothingness of darkness. Or maybe it's the feeling of another person pressed into my back, sharing the bed with me.
Sammy LycanPublished 11 days ago in Filthy
Pre-sale
WWW.CDMADDBOOKS.COM The Trucker I headed to Wal-Mart to stock up on a few snacks for my road trip. As I got out of my car, I noticed a big rig and the guy climbing out of it. All I could do was stare as he ascended down the stairs with his massive thighs and swollen arms. His muscles distended in the sunlight as he walked toward me. The closer he got to me, the wetter I became. Looking like Stokely from Mint Condition. I was hooked.
Christian MaddisonPublished 11 days ago in Filthy
Taken by Lesbians
Patsy gave Dora a big smooch on the lips and pushed her onto the couch. “So what do you think, built-in bookshelves floor to ceiling? Steampunk style with wood and metal?”
Bam KizbeePublished 13 days ago in Filthy
The Doomsday Shift
Tom was laying in his hammock, his wife, Doreen was laying beside him. The kids were swimming in the water hole that he had made. It was a warm summer day and they were all just taking it easy and resting up, it was a day off from work, for everyone. They were going to have a picnic later on. They seldom had days like this one, and Tom was enjoying it immensely. He loved to just lay beside his wife and hold her. Tom closed his eyes and was just soaking up the warmth from the day.....
Darlene DawsonPublished 15 days ago in Filthy
A Sexy Sultry Sorority Girl
It's a beautiful Indian summer night. I take her hand; she grabs her shoes. She's walking barefoot. I take off my loafers. We walked hand-in-hand, holding our shoes.
Timothy KincaidPublished 16 days ago in Filthy
