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The Birds and the Bees and the Knights of Columbus
No one knew why there was a box with an electric muscle massager in the large junk draw of the laundry room. Whether correct or incorrect, my little brother and I assumed it was for massaging muscles, like it showed in the pictures of happy, beautiful people using it all over their bodies. Greg was an inquisitive type, and soon we had plugged it in and were using it to massage all of our muscles, just like the happy, beautiful people, until...
By Gerard DiLeo4 years ago in Filthy
Mistress Manor
Epilogue Six years later Marcus stood on the balcony overlooking the blue waters of the Pacific Ocean a drink in his hand, with a large pool off to his right. Turning his head now he looked across that pool to where Bridgett lay naked stretched out asleep on a chase lounge set up in the shade, one arm draped across her toned middle. Her golden skin an even darker dusky shade looking more bronze than gold, he loved running his hands over its heated flesh watching her eyes go wide and haze over with desire as he kneaded her breasts before pinching and tweaking her peeked nipples or worked his finger slowly through her slippery wet folds that pulsed and gripped at him begging for more. He sipped at his drink continuing to stare at Bridgett when he heard the subtle clearing of a throat behind him.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
The Return
Sitting in the bay window of my three story beauty luxury home in a ever so peaceful subdivision surrounded by doctors, lawyers, judges, and no drama, no shooting, cars backfiring scarring the crap out of you. Just calmness. I watched the rain hit the window pane as the sun crept through the clouds thinking about my second chances. Both of them. The one that Walter Bronson gave my kids and I five years ago to a new different life. One without can’t and don’t. There was never any “I Can’t or I don’t” with him. Then there was the one where the love of my life, my first love, the father of my children, my soul mate had been released from Federal prison after being given a life sentence and desperately wanted his family, our family back. Our kids are grown now and we have grandchildren, yet something warned me to stay clear of Eric Silver. That he’d only hurt me again as he’d done so many times before, yet another part of me couldn’t dare think about spending the rest of my life without him. His kiss, his touch, the way he felt inside of me touching every part of the walls that surrounded him. The way our bodies connected, became one when we made love. My body melts when he looks into my eyes as he reaches his peak, his eyes rolling back in his head from the pleasure of being deep inside what he called the cave he built, well he’d felt after having so much sex became formed just for him. Crazy right? Yup, that he’d made thirty years ago when we were just teenagers before creating this huge family the two of us now shared. Then just that quick. I was back at one realizing I’d just broken yet another man’’s heart. One who stood by me after his family was torn apart, his marriage destroyed because, because….hold up! Hell no that mess wasn’t my fault he’d lied. I didn’t ruin his marriage he did. Be honest Janice, he did it to his wife. He’d sure as hell do it to you. No matter how good the sex is men still run astray. If we really keeping it one, hundred so do women. What was the return doing to me? What would it do to everyone else? How many lives would be ruined? How many would be healed?Reunited? All because of the Sweet Seduction that slipped through my lips. I wanted what I wanted, when I wanted it, no matter how I got it and right now I wanted it all. Reality was I couldn’t have it that way or could I? It was now 11:00am, time to go visit Eric at the halfway house before Walter returned from Detroit. It was time to see what I’d been without for twenty years and give Eric what he dreamt of every night when he closed his eyes since the night he was taken from us. Me, Janice Avery. I knew I had to wear something classy but sexy. Eric always wanted me showing my legs off, he said I had some of the sexiest legs out and now I was well I’m thick in all the right places, right height, weight, I didn’t look my age by far and of course I wanted him to see the woman I’d become and teach him the things I knew without thinking I’d fucked every guy that looked my way. I slipped into this sexy red body dressed that gripped my waist, rested on my ass, and revealed Eric’s name barely on my right breast with the infinity symbol beside it. Yes he’d branded me before he left however my name was what sat above all those other tattoos that covered his chest. Along with of course the infinity symbol. We were one always. Now we were going to relight that flame that others kept pouring water on. I longed for his touch and I knew he was desiring mine as well. I suddenly began to remember the times we made love in the tub listening to Jagged Edges Promise. I could feel his lips on my neck, his tongue sliding down to my breast, licking my nipples, then lifting me onto his hooked dick. We fucked even after the water had gotten colder, then showered, fucking again.
By Stephanie Bryant4 years ago in Filthy
Mistress Manor
Chapter Seventeen When Marcus came back, he lay there taking stock of how his body felt, had it been hours or days since he had carried them all out of the manor. He blinked twice and slowly turned his head at the sound he heard, and he saw Bridgett there holding Grace’s lifeless body in her arms rocking gently as she cried. He gingerly rolled to his side and to his knees crawling over to her. He wrapped his arms around the both of them he cried with her for the loss of their precious little pet.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
Is It Weird To Go To A Sex Club With Friends?
Is it weird that my boyfriend and I ended up going to a sex club with a couple of friends even though we weren’t there to have sex? My boyfriend John and I have been together for over two years now, and we had trouble finding a couple friends to hang out with. So, I was more than thrilled when I met Jane and Derek. They are a-ma-zing people. They both traveled the world and did all sorts of adventurous things like safaris and hiking. I met Jane in a cooking class, and we clicked super-fast, and I was very excited to hear she had a boyfriend too! This meant John, and I could finally hang out with another couple, because all of our other friends were single and only wanted to do single people stuff.
By Lollipop - Sexy Stories4 years ago in Filthy
Having Sex in My Office
When I arrived home from work in the morning, I had cursed myself for not taking the opportunity to try and mount my underling. Even though I passionately masturbated to his photo, I still felt a void from where a throbbing cock should have been.
By Grace Linn4 years ago in Filthy
The truth behind D/S
The thing everyone gets wrong about Dom/sub relationships is that they are all about trust. They don't hinge on pain and punishment. There may be a place for that in the bedroom but it is not the basis for every single moment. It is based on respect and love.
By Justice for All4 years ago in Filthy
My Eric
I’ve accumulated an expansive collection of theatre friends throughout my time on earth thus far. If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that theatre friends are a specific breed. They’re too dramatic for “normal” friends, and too “eccentric” for the world of Instagram. They are the source of many migraines, but the solution to life’s boredom. I keep them close because they wear the same lens as me. To us, the world is rich with possibilities. Life is a stage and we’re here to shine, belly-laugh, weep, and rage. We’re romantic, idealistic, naïve, and sometimes egotistical. We crave drama. Fire. Meaning…but we don’t always get it. We feel as if the world is against us, which only increases the vibration of our connection.
By Heather Cunningham4 years ago in Filthy
