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Finally Pentameter Cynthia
Cynthia 10am Salute I rose from my chair letting the robe slide off my shoulders and did a salute to the sun. Other parts of me had already been well risen this morning. It was time for the rest of me to catch up. My body was feeling better than ever these days, with my renewed yoga discipline and the much more active sex life courtesy of Cynthia. Sure she had some lead off assistance from the previous Cindy & Sindy acts, but Cynthia was adding the final artistic strokes to the rejuvenated me. Someday I should confirm how visible people are in these high rise apartments during the day. I know at night with the lighting it is like an aquarium in here . When I began the stretching routine all of me was well risen from Cynthia's one woman show, but the stretching relaxed my nethers enough to allow me to do the full back arch when I got to that part on the floor.
By Pete Symes5 years ago in Filthy
Shared Sexual Fantasies
The doorbell rang, and Stella glanced at the clock; 2 pm, she had a few hours yet. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, though it did little to quell the rising nerves. She was about to do something she’d never believed she would, and now excitement mixed with terror. What if she hated it?
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
A Quickie Under the Stairs
Clare’s parents would not be happy — Paul thought — if they found out about him… or the naughty nature of their daughter. A relationship with the only child of the leader of the local conservative party was not easy to manage. Moreover, she was different from her dad. She had no interests in being politically correct. That had been clear to Paul after a couple of weeks of their relationship when she had opened her heart to him. She craved freedom, above all, not for power or acknowledgement.
By Loren Teese5 years ago in Filthy
Chapters
Tonight is the night, I got up the courage to tell him how I feel and now it is up to him to reply and tell me how he feels. Keen to know but super nervous to read what he has to say. I am just not sure what to expect, I think he feels the same, I mean... he feels the same.... oh man.. I hope he feels the same! Maybe I should go to sleep and when I wake up in the morning he would have answered me back... hhmmm this is so crazy, for one I am thinking about this way too much and two I am writing it down in my diary and talking to myself, out loud of all things. Ok, ok! Sleep it is! Get a good nights sleep and wake up to a reply and know once and for all how he feels, I mean how he really feels, no more second guessing, no more thinking too much about every word I say or every move I make.
By Melina simpson5 years ago in Filthy
Sarah and Jeremiah
It was happening again. Unable to sleep, yet again for another night. This was starting to become a regular routine in the last year. Sarah tried everything from a hot shower, warm cup of milk, to using her dildo. But nothing worked. Sarah knew why though. Smiling as she turned on her side. Thinking about that fine ass man Jeremiah, who was also her co-worker. From his hazel brown eyes, to his luscious full lips. We all know that when you work with a man as good looking as Jeremiah, the entire woman will want a piece of that ass. He had flirted with her a couple of times but nothing serious until 2 nights ago.
By Niima Hoyt5 years ago in Filthy
12 Hours of Freedom
Levi couldn’t believe his good fortune the morning that he went antique shopping. Some days he found things that he’d been wanting to add to his collection, but they weren’t usually anything spectacular. This morning, though, he stumbled across a golden lamp. It was buried at the very back of a pile of junk.
By Autumn Seave5 years ago in Filthy
Meeting My Clone
I sat in the waiting room wringing my hands together, nervous excitement gnawing at my stomach. I hadn’t been able to eat anything all morning. This moment had played out in my mind thousands of times. I had written about it, drawn about it, worked over-time for some highly suspicious characters to save up enough money. All of my savings had gone into this moment. Soon, I would meet my clone to find out if it was all worthwhile.
By Kelsey Reich5 years ago in Filthy
Horny Mumma
Bronte admired her figure in the bathroom’s full length mirror. The maternity lingerie supported her full breasts, already producing the colostrum ready for her baby’s imminent arrival into the world. The underwear wrapped around her buttocks and lower tummy comfortably. The set made Bronte feel even more the amazing goddess than she had felt already. The first few months had been difficult as morning sickness and constant fatigue wracked her body, making anything other than sleeping difficult; but since the beginning of that magical second trimester Bronte had felt an energy and glow about herself, a sense of awe at the amazing ability of her body to create life. And to her husband’s pleasure, her libido had increased when so many warned it would fade.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
