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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
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Thirteen
CONTINUED FROM PART TWELVE... Another night of amazing sales, he thought to himself as he looked over the numbers so far. Aside from the usual setback of customers looking to return items and drunken bums groping the mannequins, Happy had to admit it was a great night so far. Still, he was looking forward to getting off in a few minutes.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
Callback - Prologue. Content Warning.
Cora adjusted her knee-length dark blue cap-sleeve wrap dress in the full body mirror in an elegant private bathroom on the second floor of Club Black. The fabric, in enough direct light, revealed her shapely youthful breasts. The dress amplified her shapely figure as she moved in front of the mirror in quarter turns, checking the roundness of her hips, ensuring that she would have every set of eyes on her. She wore a modest and comfortable pair of dark blue lace hipster underwear, also visible with enough direct light. Her eyes, green and sharp, offered a hypnotic trance against her white skin. Her hair, metallic silver in color, was perfectly straightened and fell a few inches below her collarbone. Her skin showed no blemishes, no scratches, it was perfect and smooth.
By Anthony Diaz2 years ago in Filthy
Anonymous Confession. Content Warning.
She’s chain smoking in a casual summer blouse and designer slacks, her dark red lipstick perfectly unmarred on her full lips. She turns her head occasionally to blow a strand of beautiful auburn hair off her cheek. It smells like herbal shampoo. I can detect the scent of her perfume lingering on the breeze, and it’s driving me crazy. I ask her if my writing distracts her, and she shakes her head no. My hands are unsure as I awkwardly place a burgundy cloth napkin on my lap to hide the beginnings of an erection. The sun is shining too brightly in my eyes when I try to look at her, and squinting isn’t exactly my most flattering facial expression. I guess you could say I’m nervous.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Twelve
CONTINUED FROM PART ELEVEN... “What was that all about?” Happy asked, entering his office. “Um, I believe that was my friends and I getting harassed by those religious whackjobs,” Blake replied. “Are you insinuating that this was all my fault?”
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
Unveiling Taboos: The First Experience of Sharing My Wife. Content Warning.
We were at our (My wife and I) and the friend came over as he had so many times before. We had a few drinks, and we were joking around. We had done the same almost every time. He and I began telling "dirty stories" to each other, and my wife was sitting there listening to all of them. We drank a bit more, and the jokes kept getting more and more sexual. My wife acted like she enjoyed listening, and even chimed in with some she had heard.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
2 Best Experiences of My Life. Content Warning.
I wrote down everything I and people around me did, including this one. Still have the notebook. In my state, 25 miles from my home city, we have a gay beach, a gay campground with an outdoor pool, a huge gay resort with an outdoor pool. Also there is an enormous dunes area above the gay beach which has been (for 100 years) and still is notorious for gay sexual activity….I was 24 when this happened.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
