What's the filthiest thing you've ever done? Or if you've told us, are there any stories you're withholding from your readers?

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A Final Filthy Fuckers.

So, as many of you following us on Twitter know, we started a Tumblr last week or so. Yes, we finally caved. Finally.

Not for the reasons you might expect. But rather we felt like the photos we share have a right to some credit so you all can track down the photographer and see what else they might be up to. While Tumblr doesn't always lead you back to the creator, it certainly does a better job than Blogger.

Which means we'll be (yes, I know, I know) phasing out the gallery photo section of this here blog. Instead, we'll be sharing the photos we like on Tumblr instantly, so it'll be an ongoing stream of smut over there. We'll also be putting up photos of us on there, which will be tagged appropriately and simple to find.

You can also ask us questions on our Tumblr, anon or as your Tumblr avi. So, by all means, hit us up, perverts!

In the meantime, we'll be unloading the remainder of our smut on you here. Until we run down, get a load of this filthy shit:

A Return: Rough, Rugged and Raw.

And so we return.

While we appreciate the sex bloggers that discuss other details of their lives on their blogs, we're not so into being that type of writer. Which is to say if we're going to your blog to get turned on, we don't want to read about your depression. 

Or injuries. 

Or illness. 

Or why your spouse is a dick. 

And it's because of that desire to keep sexiness separate from those things the polar opposite of it that we won't be filling you in on the details of our disappearance. Needless to say, it wasn't sexy at all. And, lest you're concerned, it had nothing to do with the health of our relationship, which is fucking fantastic, as usual. 

So let's move ahead, shall we? 

And what better way to start than with all that we've been unable to do lately? 

Rough fucking.

Filthy Fuckers: The Return.

It's been awhile, but you filthy sluts deserve it.

Filthy Fuckers, one of our most popular photo series, is dedicated to those pictures that get right to the point. No hinting. No romance. No half tit exposed. Just fucking. In the dirtiest, sweatiest, filthiest sense of the word.

What more can I say? Enjoy it, perverts!

Happy Valentine's Day, Filthy Fuckers!

While Violet and I enjoy any holiday that's centrally focused on getting your fuck on, Valentine's Day is really and truly a Hallmark holiday at its finest. Sure, we all love cards. And flowers. And candy. But dinner reservations at overpriced and overbooked temples of romantic mediocrity are just kind of pathetic.

Which is why you should spend this romantic holiday giving each other the gifts of your bodies. Totally and unlimited. I know that's what we'll be getting each other.

Still thinking about a fancy fish dinner? Take these photos as inspiration and chuck that idea out the window.

Welcome to 2011, Filthy Fuckers.

It seemed only right to kick off the second year of Uncommon Appetites with a Filthy Fuckers post. After all, it's one of the most popular features on this here blog. And while they're usually lined up for a Pic Friday, we're not really fans of rules. So fuck it. After all, we run this thing, so if we want to flood you with images of rough fucking, we will, damnit.