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Tales of Bette: Ozzy's Perspective. After the Photo Session
Bette On It: Weird Adolescence. Senior Year 2003-2004. Excerpt... It was Sunday December 21st. Bette and Ozzy were working on their psychology homework together. They weren't in the same class period, but they had the same teacher and the same homework, so it was easy to have an excuse to get together to do the work. The psych homework was done quickly. Bette wore a long skirt that day so if she and Ozzy could have an opportunity to hook up, she'd be able to do so quickly. She also brought her camera with her to get some shots of Ozzy for both photography class and for themselves. She put in a separate roll of film in the camera just for them. She told him to take his guitar and play in a place that felt natural, where he felt his best; he sat on his bed. She told him to keep playing and she would do the rest. He started performing songs from his notebook. She adjusted the blinds and let the natural light come in. It was difficult to work with, but she loved the lines it created on him. The snow outside enhanced the brightness of the sunlight. She gave him a fixed point saying this spot was his audience, if you're going to look, look there. She moved to different points of the room focusing, refocusing, and clicking the camera while he performed for her. She constantly had to adjust the blinds to the changing light, but she didn't care. He was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen and she loved him. She stood in the spot where she told him his fixed-point audience was and she watched him through the camera. He was sexy, passionate, and alive, but something was missing.
Tinka BouditPublished 2 days ago in FilthyDropping the Bomb
Amanda's POV I was feeling more and more confident about offering Joaquin the partnership. I had made a pros and cons list of anything I could think of and the thorn in my side causing sleepless nights was the very real possibility of giving up what was looking to be at the very least a few rounds of good sex (going by the most recent encounter.) or if I was really reaching into the depths of a unicorns' ass and dare I say something more long term. That one detail lingered in my head for a few weeks. We were texting with regularity and everything was gelling very well. We agreed to meet up at another favorite dive bar of mine called Embers. The place is very low key and a secret spot of sorts, attracting a variety of people of different ages. Its dim lighting and fun sexy themed quarter vending machines in the bathrooms have me there often with a small stack of quarters just so I can end the night on a high happy note no matter what like a child harassing their parents for coins to use on those old school machines that held spider rings and fake teeth in plastic containers.
Las MatamaridosPublished 12 days ago in Filthy
A Important Relationship Skill is Compromise
Learn how to compromise in a relationship if there's one thing you and your partner should do sooner rather than later. This ability can be useful in a range of scenarios, from deciding what to do on vacation to resolving sex-related issues. It also entails doing it without arguing, hurting feelings, or pushing one another away.
lovely tolentinoPublished 12 days ago in FilthyMy Husband Never Touched My Breasts During Sex
On a long-ago April evening, my husband asked me to take a shower with him. He was about to embark upon a two-week vacation to Florida without me. I begged him to invite me, promising that I would not accept the invitation if he did. He refused.
Tracey FollyPublished 13 days ago in Filthy
Surprise...
I paced in anticipation as I waited for him to arrive, my footsteps creating anxious impressions upon the carpet as my mind raced frantically, the nervous energy seeping through my body. How would he respond to my surprise I wondered, he’d asked me to never to do it but I so badly desired the erotic, sensual touch of a woman. I was hungry to feel her lips explore my soft skin. There's such a distinct difference between the gentle experience of being a with a woman, and that of a hungry, passionate man.
Married Sex
I was single from 18 years old to 30 years old. Of course I could say 16 years old when I lost my virginity to another 16 year old guy in High School, but I am not going there!
John Charles HarmanPublished 22 days ago in FilthyLooking at Naked Women in Real Life
There was a time not so long ago when attempting to look at naked women was always somewhere on my list of daily goals. It was in the 90s when internet access was paved with dial-up. A time for curiosity, imagination, and the occasional scrambled, soft-core film on cable.
Stephen PhillipsPublished 22 days ago in FilthyLove shouldn't hurt
Imagine for a moment, you have an intimate evening planned with your partner. Everything is sailing along smoothly and you get to the physical part of the evening; Sex.
Shanz R. SmithPublished 26 days ago in Filthy
Bette On It: Weird Adolescence
WARNING: Depicts graphic teen sex, mentions of suicide Junior year 2002-2003 Bette waited at the bus stop with Cassandra. Cassandra had tamed her look. She wore tight-fitted jeans, sneakers, a fitted pink plaid shirt with a complimenting blue one underneath it. She wore her hair in a ponytail and lots of eyeliner. She was still perky but it didn't feel as fake as it used to be. "Morning Bette. Now those are some crazy pants."
Tinka BouditPublished about a month ago in Filthy
6 Early Signs of an Incompatible Relationship
When would you rather know you're dating someone who isn't a good match for you? Is it already a month? Or two years later, when you're both co-parenting multiple house plants and sharing an apartment?
Mind & RelationshipsPublished about a month ago in Filthy
The Meet up
He had been waiting for the next time her could see her. His desire for her had grown so much since he last got her alone for an evening together. He had thought about all the things he wanted to do to her body and ways to excite her and turn her on. As the day approached, he groomed himself so he was perfectly ready for her and shaved, trimmed and plucked himself in places he hadn't imagined before. He got a pair of underwear out he had never worn they were something he would wear usually but for her he would wear anything she wanted. He finished grooming and drove to meet her his excitement and nervous butterflies increased and a rapid pace.
timothy w davisPublished about a month ago in FilthyTrista Kay and Hans Von Hans
Let’s hop into our time machine and visit Spring of 2017. At this point, Jay and I have joined a swinger’s group for those of us who are on the heavier side of things and those who love BBW and BHM. We are going to refer to this particular group as Heavy Heaven. We were about two years into our swinging mishaps at that point (there will be future blogs chronicling the disasters we had endured thus far) and were ready to try a party.
Krysta KurvesPublished about a month ago in Filthy
