Filthy kind of girl

By on February 10, 2016.


Go on, say it out loud. Really let it fill your mouth before you push it out with all the emphasis on that lovely strong F. It is like fuck, it just feels so good in your mouth, on your lips, in your ears, especially when you savour it, slow it down and bit and really say it like you mean it. To me both words; fuck and filth have onomatopoeia qualities about them which appeal to me. However for the purpose of this post let’s focus on filth and what it means to me (although fucking will definitely still come up)

Filth is a huge part of my kink. I love that feeling of being utterly filthy in that wicked, evil grin kind of way. To me filth is about things that feel wrong, dirty and naughty and make me feel dirty in that deliciously, well, filthy kind of way. What I find filthy are the things that for me feel transgressive, things you are not supposed to do or supposed to like. If something makes me feel like I have just sinned in the nastiest of ways then I am more than likely going to find that incredibly hot. Filth is all those things you are not meant to do…. but when you do them the fact they are forbidden makes them a 1000 times hotter.

You are not meant to fuck in graveyards, spreading your legs and copulating like animals over the cold grimy stone that houses the once living.

You are not meant to go to the gym with his cum on your tits and then get off on the fact that when you get all sweaty you can smell the unmistakable male scent of his seed emanating from your body

You are not meant to suck him off in a dark alleyway on the way home from dinner with friends at a local restaurant

You are not meant to slip into the bushes at the side of the road and bend over so he can fuck you from behind while unsuspecting dog walkers wander past on the path nearby

You are not meant find the idea of seducing a married man hot.

You are not meant to get turned on by the site your own blood on your hands after he has spanked you with the vampire gloves

You are not meant to enjoy watching him fuck another woman while you are tied to a chair and you are certainly not meant to fantasise about holding her down for him while he takes his pleasure in her

You are definitely not supposed to get off on having a knife held to your throat while a man fucks you.

You are not supposed to take nude self portraits in the wood and you are definitely not meant to sit there once you are done and make yourself cum

You are meant to go to your children’s parents evening but you are not meant to be wearing a butt plug while you do

You are not really meant to masturbate in the garden but you are definitely not meant to do it when you know the neighbour is sitting on the other side of the fence.

And you are most certainly meant to have your knickers on underneath your skirt.

Nope, you are not meant to like all these things and yet I do but then I have discovered that I am much happier when I stop trying to do all the things I meant to do and just live my life my way. Don’t get me wrong, that does not mean hurting people I care about in the process or inflicting my kinks and filth on unsuspecting people who have not consented to being involved but if we take fucking in the bushes as an example. Yes we could have been caught but we picked our spot wisely, taking into account those things so to minimise the risks to everyone but still enable us to enjoy the naughtiness of it all.

Filth is also why I like erotica that explores transgressive sex; Cheating, Blasphemy, Stalkers, Revenge, Rape to mention just a few. You are not supposed to get off on any of those and yet I do.

I like feeling like a dirty slutty bitch. If something makes me feel like I have been used and abused and utterly defiled then I most likely going to think it is a hot as hell. You only have to read to blog to know I love filth, it is full of the disgusting fabulous stuff, the word itself and the things I associate with it. In fact, I really am a very filthy kind of girl.

Molly in the dirt underneath graffiti that says Free Rape

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  1. Oh hell yes Yes YES! Filth is so much a part of our kink too. Whispers of “sick and depraved” things while fucking or various other acts it tops. Love and let live, we all have our version of”filth”

  2. Great post. I love your thoughts and conclusions, but I have to say your photo spoke the loudest to me. I love the idea of subversion as kink and your photo us an amazing representation of that. I would hang it in my office. 🙂
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  3. Yes! A spot on description of filth! I love the list, too.

    I noticed you in the photo first, loving the delicious filthiness of it, and then saw the word painted above you and felt stirred the way provocative art stirs me. It’s powerful. And so wide open. Dangerous. Filthy.

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