relationships
Love, sex, single, committed.
Trippin’ Down Yonder
After Solely and Sulley’s weekly Saturday tea date, Sulley walks in on her boyfriend passionately making love. Sulley planned to quickly running into her house, grab her shrooms then jump back into Solely’s car and head to Soley’s place. While Sulley was fumbling her keys to the front door she was greeted with unfamiliar moans. Once she opened the door she quietly crept up the stairs following the noise. With each step the moans grew louder and more intense. When she finally made it to the door she swung it open and began screaming. Sulley could not believe her eyes; her jaw was on the floor. In front of Sulley lies her boyfriend, Izzie underneath a finely-chiseled body with long brown curls down his back and a tall bearded tattooed dark-skinned man behind him. She was dumbfounded. After eight years of dating Izzie she had never suspected that he could be a homosexual. Izzie stammered, “it’s not what it looks like. Babe, it’s- Sulley! Sulley!” he pushes the men out of his way, grabs a pillow to cover his penis and chases her down the stairs. By the time he makes it to the front door he could hear Sulley yelling “DRIVE!”
Ijon’Ana LasterPublished about 15 hours ago in Filthy
Relationship Boundaries
During a conversation with a friend the other day, the subject of boundaries and expectations in relationships came up. This of course is a subject that I have gone over and over in my own mind for years because though I understand the need, it wasn't until recently that I admitted my own. Whether due to shame from childhood traumas and lessons, or the PTSD I struggle with from my most recent nightmare of a marriage, it has taken until now for me to realize who I am and what I deserve.
Jeremy HansonPublished 2 days ago in Filthy
A List of Love
Having the better attorney, she was $20,000 richer. So, time to take a sabbatical from work and relax and do some things she never had time to do. Like really look at her life.
Denise S DiSeraPublished 3 days ago in FilthyCelebrating wives who never kicked their husbands out of the bedroom
I have been married for 40 years and there is one thing I do not understand about some wives. I cannot wrap my head around why they use sex as a weapon. I have watched numerous television shows over the years where women make their husbands sleep on the couch after an argument. Making love should be a mutual expression of affection within a marriage and not something a wife controls by giving and taking. What gives one spouse the right to kick the other out of the bed he has been sleeping in during the course of the marriage?
Cheryl E PrestonPublished 5 days ago in Filthy
The Little Black Book of Secrets
The Little Black Book of Secrets… By Bex Callow :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: The phone rings on the table.. “Hello?” I answer… “It’s me Ellie! Let’s catch up for some drinks after work tomorrow! I’ve had a shitty week and need to let off some steam!” I think about the week I just had at work and could use some girl time too. “Sure! Sounds great! What about 8pm? Where do you want to go?” Ellie responded with “let’s try that new adult bar that just opened up down on the river? I heard they do amazing cocktails!” “Sounds great. I’ll meet you there!” I hang up and give out a little happy cheer. I know it’s only Thursday but having a plan for tomorrow night sounds great and being organised is right up my alley. Plus, I can’t wait to let my hair down with my best friend!
Bec CallowPublished 7 days ago in Filthy
Swapfinder Site Helps Real Swinger Couples Enjoy Swing Lifestyle
What is Swapfinder? In short, Swapfinder is the swinger site like SDCswingers.com that helps people who enjoy swing lifestyle find like-minded swinger couples to make real connections and swap partners with each other. As we all know that swingers are those people who engages in group sex or the swapping of sexual partners. It may sound like something going against the traditional moral from the point view of majority of people. But the truth is that this swing lifestyle is now being accepted by many young and bold couples and it’s getting more and more popular.
Jen's Journal
This was the worst day of my life. A month ago I felt like I was invulnerable like I could fly if I just jumped a little higher. Life was just so fucking cruel, to gift me with love, after waiting for it my whole life, and then just snuffing it out was the frosting on the shit cake life served up for me yet again.
It Ends With Us
It Ends With Us Lisa Burt I sit in the doctor’s office my mind whirling as the doctor explains my diagnosis. All I hear are words like fibroids, causes infertility, may never be able to have children. The doctor looks at me with sympathy in his eyes. At 24 years old, I’m young to get this disease and it’s hard to give this kind of news to someone so young. I leave the office and drive home in a daze and when I pull the car into the driveway I just sit there for a few minutes not sure how I even made it home. Alex and I have been trying to have a baby. How is he going to take this news? Just thinking about Alex makes me burst into tears and I lean my head on the steering wheel and let the ugly cry out. I pound on the steering wheel and scream “why me?” I know deep inside it’s selfish to think that way. I mean why not me? It’s just so unfair. I’ve wanted my whole life to be a mother and now that’s gone in a blink of an eye. I wipe my eyes and head into our home. We have a huge five bedroom house that’s more like a mansion. I’ve always thought we were so lucky to be able to have a home so large, so that we could have a big family like we always wanted. Alex plays for the Phoenix Tornados and is on their first line. He’s among the top 10 scorer’s in the entire league and gets paid a lot of money for someone so young. Originally we were going to buy a smaller more modest home, we aren’t really big, splashy, flaunt our money, kind of people, but Alex wanted us to have our dream home to fill with our dream children. Just as I get into the house Alex’s car pulls up beside mine in the driveway.
Shadows at a Party
Mary Lou's house parties are legendary. Anyone and everyone from the neighborhood always invites themselves over once the word got out that there was a party on the 3rd floor. Windows open. Music playing. Food on top of food. And more alcohol than any two liquor stores put together. Yep. Typical hood gathering alright.
Terry L. CooperPublished 12 days ago in Filthy
Joni and Roddy
Walking the distance from work to The Radicals & Victualles was the last way she could gather her thoughts. This pub seems to be their place, but not a sentimental place that other couple’s have. It’s not the place they first kissed, or where he first asked her to be his girlfriend. It’s the pub opposite the green in Islington that collects wannabe indies and stuck-up young Londoners like dust mites. It’s the place they always ‘talk things through’ after one of their tiffs.
Bex ThackeryPublished 12 days ago in Filthy
A Gentleman… Mostly
Being the fantastic Dom that he is, not to mention gentleman, Duncan recalls Lizzy had once mentioned in passing that she was curious about sushi having never tried it but didn't trust herself to try it alone. Now that he has finally asked her out, he has her meet him where else but Chinatown. Lizzy easily recognizes those dashing good looks that cause her heart to skip beats and their eye lock instantly. He gazes down at her with such intensity that her entire body shivers.
Terry L. CooperPublished 12 days ago in FilthyThe Warehouse Diaries Revisited
Much has changed in her life since she last visited the warehouse. Lots of changes to her emotionally. She has a different outlook now. A stronger, more centered and balanced way to look at life. She made some decisions along the way and considers herself to be a better person for them. Every second, of every day, life changes but there are always some things that never seem to change. Maybe it’s fate and maybe she just can’t let certain things go. Whatever the case, tonight she is here because this place calls to her.
