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The Evolution of the Power Bottom
“It has become almost customary in work on this subject [of porn] to acknowledge the problems associated with academic enquiry into pornography and the whilst it is largely superfluous to rehearse once more the reasons why such problems exist, it can scarcely be denied that debate around pornography in a popular or academic context has often been characterised by hyperbole and sweeping generalisations.” (Mercer, 2012)
Jam StewardPublished 7 years ago in FilthyCatch My Lamborghini
Driving a Lamborghini is more than just a blushing rush of adrenaline. It's more than a feeling of luxury or elitist pride. The speed, the danger and the edgy tease of the design make it unrepeatable; undeniable even. When I'm inside it's more than simply thrill that courses through me, its lusty embrace appeals to my desires every moment I'm behind the wheel. You see, a Lamborghini does not ask permission, it owns it. Today I will be no different. I grab my keys from my desk and glance around to spot my supervisor heading into his office, shutting the door behind him with his ear to his phone.
Yivea DivinePublished 7 years ago in FilthyEmpire of Shenendril: The Blue Chronicles 0: Chapter 4
Chapter 4 The shadows of the night lengthened as the sun dipped below the western horizon. One by one, as their poles fell into shadows, the lights that illuminated the better maintained streets of the Gulch at night flickered to life with the power of magic. On avenues, less frequented by Guildsmen on business and traveling Nobility, they had to make due with oil lamps hung from poles, or nothing at all. The lights gave the citizens only a semblance of safety, an illusion of security thanks to patrols by the city watch. In the alleyways and shadows of the labyrinth like streets of the Gulch men and women waited for the unwary to wander by. Whores lingered in the fitful pools of light provided by those oil lamps as they sought to separate men from their coin. Moans of passion as well as groans of pain could be heard from the many narrow alleys. Children of the street, called Minnows, snatched purses and begged for coin under the watchful eyes of their Sharks.
Kaiden MossPublished 7 years ago in FilthyKittens Need to Learn to Behave
Late at night you have me chained up to the bed waiting for you to finish showering, left alone with all the excitement of what's to come. You enter the room naked, wet and clean, as you dry yourself off a little I watch you with your eyes staring at my naked body.
Lexi KnightPublished 7 years ago in FilthyEmpire of Shenendril: The Blue Chronicles 0: Chapter 2
Chapter 2 It was a beautiful late spring afternoon. The sun was bright and warm with nary a cloud to mar the sky. A gentle breeze blew in from the Dragon’s Tears river which kept the temperature in the gardens comfortable enough for the denizens of the House to enjoy a little time outside in the sun. Lucas had already been up for hours. He’d met with his dance instructor that morning as he and one of the girls practiced for a performance they would give in a few weeks. The choreography was a sensuous delight and was sure to heat the blood of all who watched. The House would auction off a night with Lucas and his partner after the performance. It was guaranteed to bring in piles of gold dragons.
Kaiden MossPublished 7 years ago in FilthyLosing Control
Awaking to turn naturally in my sleep I find myself restrained. Desperately pulling at all sides, I find my hands and feet splayed out before the bed, each one tied to a post, leaving my body in a vulnerable x. I am encased in darkness by a blindfold. While I use my remaining senses to locate Jase, I contemplate when in the night he bound me so stealthily that I did not awake.
Yivea DivinePublished 7 years ago in FilthyRomantic Travels
We are heading down 1-95 towards Melbourne, FL. I think the heat is getting to me or maybe it’s the heat generating from between my legs. The sunroof is open and the wind is whipping through the Hummer. But as I sit here beside this tall chocolate handsome man of mine, all I can think about is getting to Miami and enjoying our romantic weekend.
Charlene ACPublished 7 years ago in FilthyHis Sex Kitten
As I close my eyes seating here thinking of our secret moments together, I can feel and smell you. Reminiscing on yesterday when you came home early.
Charlene ACPublished 7 years ago in FilthyWhen Androgynes Meet
We hadn't even noticed we had been conducting our entire conversation whilst sitting atop a cage containing a naked man. Naked except for a chain around his neck. On all fours he crouched, his fingers gripping the bars of the cage. So absorbed we were with one another, this man below our butts went unnoticed... until a black latex creature appeared beside us and casually inserted the heel of her savage stiletto through the cage to tickle the man's exposed ribs. For a moment we glanced down to observe her action, and how the man responded, with a wince, cowering, yet oozing pleasure from his naked pores. Oozing the agony of denial and the delay of gratification. He oozed the scent of submission. His face was turned down to the cage floor, damp with his own sweat and need, a willing captive in his own fantasy.
Star NymphPublished 7 years ago in FilthyThe Mechanic's Mistress
A lonely housewife is an insatiable creature, so much so that she may go to extreme measures to... settle her unholy desires. Especially when said housewife's husband is away at the office all day.
50 Ways to Name Your Lover
Genre: Humor, Satire Word Count: 2, 190 words My Rating: 3 out of 5 stars You know the funny and nauseating pet names couples give each other? What if you made up a dirty nickname for your partner. It's all fun and games until you accidentally call them that in front of your mother-in-law. This book contains 50 nicknames that sound perfectly innocent but can be hidden and dirty meanings. So even if you slip up, people will not think anything of it.
Amora JonesPublished 7 years ago in FilthyIt's Time To Strip Masculinity From Our Relationships
How many marriages do you know where the woman 'wears the trousers'? How many matriarchs do you know who rule benignly over the entire family? I believe that this is not enough and I, and many of my female friends, are now embarking on a more formal form of leadership in our marriages and relationships with our menfolk; the
Alexa MartinezPublished 7 years ago in Filthy