relationships
Love, sex, single, committed.
A: Artist Alex
With a different view of the world comes a different view in the sheets. The History Next, the person in the world that sees the world a little differently. Probably smokes weed on occasion—can paint the world in the brightest colors on the dreariest days.
By Ryleighn Johnsson8 years ago in Filthy
B: Best Friend Brad
Let's start at the very beginning; in this case, a very good place to start. The History We’ll start at the one that every person in the universe experiences: the best friend. Whether you started out as best friends or you somehow became that way, the best friend is someone every can relate to.
By Ryleighn Johnsson8 years ago in Filthy
Organic Love (Continued)
A grin that makes me want to sit on it. He has one for when he’s making people laugh at something twisted, one for when he’s in the mood, the proud daddy smile that makes me want to hug him, the touched by love smile, the “she likes me” grin. He’s like a Leonard Hofstadter in being shy and making me make the first move. I don’t have that kind of confidence. I’m still the girl, at least I like being that, in making the first move. I like wearing the skirt in that.
By Alexandra F8 years ago in Filthy
Sex Tears
Red roses. The universal symbol of passionate love. Tonight my boyfriend gave me three. One for each year we have been together. For the next couple of hours, work is nonexistent in our minds. The goal: bask in each other's glow in front of a scrumptious pasta dish. Dressed up, him in a shirt and tie and me in a skirt and fishnet stockings, we make our way to an Italian restaurant.
By Miss Chaos8 years ago in Filthy
Faults and Cracks
My ventures into the fetish culture started in my young adult years. A friend of mine started dating a girl that invited him to a fetish event that took place in our town. In order to attend this event, she requested that he sign up for an account on FetLife. Like most guys, he read me and my uncle her kinks and asked us if we thought it was normal or if he should go. We advised him that if he joins up on the site it could hinder his social life and maybe corporate life. He signed up for the account either way, attended the event, and saw her for a week more. To him she was perfect, but to her he was the epitome of vanilla with, as he described, “a red bull can sized dick.” His gloating, a coping mechanism to deal with his inability to walk due to disease, got him nowhere with her. He eventually settled down in an Ozzie and Harriet life that felt suitable for him.
By Colby Black8 years ago in Filthy
Tinderella
It all started, ironically, when I joined Tinder. Made a profile, swiped right a few times. I chatted with some guys. But one dude stood out from all the others. I remember the first thing he said to me was "If you could be any animal, what animal would you be?" I said something lame but the point is he caught my attention.
By Laura Rodriguez8 years ago in Filthy
