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Porn Again, A Novel-Part Eighteen
CONTINUED FROM PART SEVENTEEN... Several days, several hours, several glasses of wine, and several intimate and nostalgic musings later, Happy found himself wandering the streets of the Quarter. Figuring it would be a nice way to enjoy a day after work, he stopped into a local bar for a drink and also to clear a few things up. Truly becoming a local, it no longer felt weird going out for drinks in the middle of the day. The bar in question that Starscream directed him to was further into the Quarter, toward the lower end of Bourbon. Not surprisingly, the name of the establishment was Oz. With Blake out of the hospital after that horrible debacle, some things needed to be cleared up. Not too much of a crowd, just a few stragglers and some tourists, all of whom made the obvious effort to check him out. At this point, he could’ve cared less. A beer by any other name was just as much a bad choice during the middle of the day.
By lazarusInfinityabout a year ago in Filthy
Why Spontaneous Sex Isn’t Always King!. Content Warning.
Many of us, including myself, are indeed thrilled by the prospect of sudden spontaneity in our intimate lives with our lovers. Be it in the comfort of our cozy bed or romantic adventurous new places, the promise of a spontaneous affair is alluring enough to make many of us believe that this must be the peak experience of sexual excitement. We are the kind of creatures that, unconsciously, would have carried the notion that planning sex would diminish the passion and excitement of such a moment, or make it feel, somehow mechanical or less instinctive. What is more, this thought we have been engrained with since our very early years, growing up with the idea that the best things happen spontaneously and impulsively.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Seventeen
CONTINUED FROM PART SIXTEEN... Fuck me. Maybe I’m overreacting. Maybe I spoke too soon. Maybe this is all just some crazy dream brought on by guilt over my cheating on my husband. Can’t be right at all. One more time just to be sure. Just check the strip.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Sixteen
CONTINUED FROM PART FIFTEEN... Happy spent the following days either burying himself in work to get over the pain of Candy or his nights out on the town with Delphine. With Lucky and Kitty back in Los Angeles, the duo spent much time together. Whether it was classic films over bottles of wine or dinner and drinks at Vincent’s, the blossoming friendship was the only thing that still made him feel whole.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Fifteen
CONTINUED FROM PART FOURTEEN... “This little clit stimulator is called the Form 2,” Stacy said. “It’s from a company called JimmyJane and their stuff is awesome. I got a few boxes of these a month ago and this is already a part of my second shipment. Now it’s got two speeds and it’s waterproof. Completely rechargeable and-“
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
I Love You. Content Warning.
Raskolnikov was tormented by dreams and thoughts of a sometimes diabolical, oftentimes abnormal, nature. “The disordered soul is its own hell.” He once learned of this quote from someone who probably considered Raskolnikov to be “disordered” and “odd,” yet he couldn’t remember from whom the quote originated.
By ANTICHRIST SUPERSTAR2 years ago in Filthy
Secret Confession #8. Content Warning.
In the cute lanes of my childhood town, once upon a time, there was a quaint little bakery that attracted me because of its sweet, mouthwatering fragrances that used to flow in the house. I could find it but just a stone's throw from my home, it whispered secrets of sugary confections and warm, buttery pastries. Those were innocent days, and the bakery turned out to be a hub for my senses to blossom—a haven where my cravings blossomed and I found solace in my dreams.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
Secret Confession #7. Content Warning.
I have always been excellent in academics and since I have been a topper since my school days (as girls generally are in India), I think I have always made my parents proud that way. I completed my post-graduation in computer science from a premier college in 2015 and got placed with a handsome package in a product-based company located in Gurgaon. Since I am the elder sibling to my 2 years younger sister and 6 years younger brother, everyone in the family was happy and proud.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
Secret Confession #5. Content Warning.
I am married to a wife, who for herself has lost interest in sex but still likes to blow her husband a few times a week and will allow me to fuck other women with no likelihood of this affecting our relationship in any way whatsoever i.e. no strings attached fucks.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
Secret Confession #3. Content Warning.
My wife and I have a "Don't ask don't tell" policy. She was diagnosed with an aggressive form of Multiple Sclerosis when she was 40. She had to quit her job running a physical therapy office by the time she was 42 and was wheelchair-bound at 45, but at that point, sex was not an option. I was more than ready to spend the rest of our lives together as a celibate couple, however, my wife is not so easygoing. Her family is pretty conservative, which made us keep it ominous, and I don't think they would ever accept what has been going on. Hell, for the first few years, I wouldn't have accepted it myself. My wife would not take no for an answer and hired an escort to come over and "take care of me", on a night she was with our daughter. Since then I have been with a few women, no one she knows and I never tell her about it. To me, it's just a way to an end; she gets a husband, doting on her hand and foot.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Fourteen
CONTINUED FROM PART THIRTEEN... When the bartender finally arrived with their food, Barabbas wolfed it down as if it were his last meal on Death Row. Igor’s was a very popular bar and grill, right on St. Charles Ave. It seemed as if nearly every day, Happy found something quirky and unique about New Orleans. Not only was the place a bar and grill, but you could also shoot pool and do your laundry inside. Two Cajun burgers complete with fries and Cokes later, and they were both feeling awesome.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
