relationships

Love, sex, single, committed.

Autumn Sparks
Tired, a bit low and feeling just blurggh! Going to bed with a cuppa was definitely the best plan of the day. My phone gently hummed on the bedside table, a message popped up.
By Theresa Brandeberry5 years ago in Filthy
Relationship and Sex
Dear 2020, you have ruined my sex life and I had PLANS for this year to improve it. I hate you. Sincerely, a lot of people this year.
By Mae McCreery5 years ago in Filthy
Mood like the weather
A wild and windy Sunday afternoon, the gulls are blown around in the air, bobbing and weaving in the golden light, the rain coming in fitful showers, not hard but accompanied by a wind stronger that a breeze and enough to be thankful of the jacket he wears.
By Alice - is my alias(N.A)5 years ago in Filthy
Late night desires
It was 2 am, the night was hot. So humid that it was hard to breathe. She sat on the bed anticipating his arrival, knowing that they would finally share alone time together, only heightened her anxiety. She waits for him on an almost nightly basis but their schedules just plain clash. She wonders if he wants her the same way she wants him. He doesn't say much, which causes her to wonder a lot. It had been so long since they were any kind of intimate. What if one day, he just changes his mind and doesn't find her attractive anymore? What if he loses interest? Then he arrives.
By Gail S.5 years ago in Filthy
Intoxicated
I told her I’m not that girl. The kind that sits under the cold shower, fully clothed rehabilitating our toxic love, crying tears of regret because of your name I got tattooed on my ass. The non-ending toxic love, it’s not for me. I’m one delicate and gentle creature. I can almost see us together, sitting on the kitchen counter, smoking and drinking and disappearing into people we won’t even recognize or look back in the mirror the next morning, waking up from the sheets where she fucked me the night before, because she doesn’t make love.
By Stelkiehoney 5 years ago in Filthy
What if...
Threesomes, orgies, sex parties involving adult play is how we met but what if my needs to be sexual with anyone else but you has diminished...will that be the end of us as a whole?
By Kai Storm5 years ago in Filthy
I Don’t Want Your Compliments: A Chef (Woman) Who Wants More Than That
Often, when I think of my partner and I, I note our differences. He grew up moving from place to place with a military family. His parents divorced when he was in his childhood years and he settled in California and eventually Nevada (yes, in Las Vegas) to settle. As he grew up, he told me started off as the sensitive nerd, similar to myself. We both know the nerd doesn’t see much action and unlike me he worked hard to change that; by changing the sensitive attitude and treating girls differently. In essence, they became less like people and more like status markers that solidified his step away from “sensitive”. He made sure to relate to them that everything was temporary and that their time together was strictly for enjoyment purposes only.
By L Sophystra5 years ago in Filthy
Naughty Nun
This book is a special dedication to Chris Hullihen for his work on along side Habby G. Lee. Chapter One: Dumpster baby
By Habby Grac5 years ago in Filthy
Can You Come Over?
“Can you come over?” His voice is soft but he can’t hide the desperation there, and the booze isn’t helping either. She wonders why she answered the phone. At this hour, there’s only one person it would - could - be. “Miss you. Please. Will you come over?” Oh, she thinks to herself as he purrs the last part into the phone. That’s why.
By TheWellReadMillenial5 years ago in Filthy
How I Got Out
I bet you’re like here’s another battered woman telling her story of leaving an alcoholic, pill popper or unemployed “mommas boy”. No see this is about how Prince Charming became my drug and the dealer. He was the source of my mental pain but yet my emotional and sexual healer. This was the first time I felt the saying “Everything that glitters ain’t gold baby”. Because for the first time I seen how someone so perfect, gentle and loving could really be a wolf in sheep skin.
By Healing in the Hood 5 years ago in Filthy
A whirlwind Romance
There is a girl named Anna. She lives with her bestfriend roommate named Shelly. Anna and Shelly have been best friends for 5 years. They first met in High School in their senior year. Shelly had just moved into the town that Anna was living in and just started out at the same school. Anna 17 at the time was walking through the halls at school and not paying attention. She was a bit of a nerd, she was an A+ student and super nice. Anyway she was walking through the halls and bumped into Shelly who was trying to find her locker. “Oh....oh my gosh I am so sorry I was not paying attention I am trying to find my locker” Shelly explained. “Don’t worry about it” Anna said, as she was picking up all her books and paper off the floor. “The name’s Anna. Nice to meet you”. “ Hi Anna, my name is Shelly. I am new here to the school and like I said I am looking for my locker”, “ It is nice to meet you also”. After this awkward encounter Shelly left and continued this frivolous journey of finding her locker. Once Shelly found her locker she had gone down the hallway to the left down another hallway past the girls bathrooms and then took a right. She found her locker and she was right next to the most loved and adored senior guy. His name is Thomas Downing. Tom for short. Tom was super handsome, he had dark brown hair, really pretty hazel eyes and the cutest dimples. Tom saw Shelly and his jaw just dropped.
By Ashley Lynn Hoag5 years ago in Filthy
A Cure For Divorce
I had nearly everything I ever wanted but I was miserable sexually. I was, Ready to leave him he did the last thing I expected!
By Bella Cooper5 years ago in Filthy