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The Shower
My moans are getting louder and louder as your big cock pushes deeper and deeper inside me. You feel that I am on the verge of cumming again and you slow down not wanting me to cum again so soon. I feel you run your soapy hands from my stomach up towards my breasts. You cup my full, ripe breasts in your hands squeezing them together as you pull firmly on my nipples. My nipples are aching and hard, begging you to suck them into your mouth. I feel you slowly, achingly push your cock into me as I grind back against you, clamping down on your cock to keep you inside me. You withdraw turning me around to face you. You bend forward and take my breasts into your mouth, your teeth nibbling and sucking. I beg you to bite them harder and you do, pushing them together and sucking me harder and harder into your mouth. Your hands and lips on my breasts are bringing me closer and closer to climax, when you stop and sit me on the side of the tub. You are on your knees, your hands under my ass pulling me closer to the edge of the tub and I feel your tongue slipping into my pussy. Your tongue licks up and down my slit and at the same time you slip 2 fingers inside me working them in and out. I reach out and pull you closer as you bite my clit making me cum instantly.
By Faye 4265 years ago in Filthy
Thanksgiving is approaching, which men's underwear are you planning to give a shot?
Well, I don't know about your plans but I have some really cool ideas in my mind so before I talk about them, it's my responsibility to make an aware of what exactly is "THANKSGIVING DAY".
By Ayushi Sharma5 years ago in Filthy
Dear Men, Can We Cum?
As a woman I feel like one thing we most definitely love is some good sex. Whether it's intimate, foreplay, make up sex, break up sex (toxic), etc., women just love a good penis in general. So, why is it that some of you ungrateful fucks will bust a whole nut and then roll on your back like a pathetic fish.
By The Darkest Sunrise5 years ago in Filthy
Lustful Fantasy
Lust has taken hold, by the light of the full moon I feel bold and un-robe. Stood in front of the mirror I watch my clothes fall to the floor leaving my body naked and exposed. I want to feel alive, feel seen, I want to be able to scream with pleasure into the beautiful night. I look at my reflection and see the ample curves of my body, my humble peaky breasts, responding to the cool air wafting in through the window and leaving my nipples erect. I let my fingers trace my collar bone and send shivers down my spine. I wish I had someone’s hands on me now, holding me close to them, so that I can steal their warmth, feel their own growing euphoria and lust at the sight of my naked body.
By Rose5 years ago in Filthy
Is It Normal To Have Trouble Orgasming When You're Very Attracted To Your Partner?
--- Your partner can make you go weak in the knees - so why are you having trouble orgasming? Rest assured you're not alone and the reasons for your absent climax might not have to do with attraction at all.
By Leigh Norén5 years ago in Filthy
Don’t mix sex with shit
One of my first tinder experiences... So I got matched with this woman who was in my book a 10. She had a pretty face, perfect tits, bubbly ass, tan skin, she had it all. We went on a date and to my dismay she kinda just ignored me the whole time. I shook her hand at the end of it and figured I’d never see her again.
By John5 years ago in Filthy
My Hidden secrets part 3
Arriving home after an all nighter at work, all I wanted was my bed and a shower. But pulling into the multi storey car park I clocked Bens car, I groaned and flopped my head onto the steering wheel. Knocking on the window of my car window made me jump. Of course it was Ben, I admitted defeat and hopped out. I beady eyed him "I wish you would not bray on my window like your on duty" I exclaimed. I stalked past him and headed inside, I breathed as deep as I could to get rid of my anger and shame. He called after me several times and I ignored him, not wanting to cry because of the guilt that ate away at me. I fumbled with my keys and was shocked when he came behind me and helped, usually he would walk away and give me space. He unlocked the door and beckoned me in as if he owned the place, I strode across the room to my bed and dropped my bag on the floor so I could removed my heels. I did not meet his eyes until he spoke up "I am assuming it was a tough night then at work" he asked while sitting next to me. I felt the tears welling up so I jumped up and ran to the bathroom and turned on the water to block the sound out.
By Sophie larissa5 years ago in Filthy
Late night desires
It was 2 am, the night was hot. So humid that it was hard to breathe. She sat on the bed anticipating his arrival, knowing that they would finally share alone time together, only heightened her anxiety. She waits for him on an almost nightly basis but their schedules just plain clash. She wonders if he wants her the same way she wants him. He doesn't say much, which causes her to wonder a lot. It had been so long since they were any kind of intimate. What if one day, he just changes his mind and doesn't find her attractive anymore? What if he loses interest? Then he arrives.
By Gail S.5 years ago in Filthy
The Education of a Scoundrel
I admit it, I like to eavesdrop. I park my ears by people I don’t know and listen to what they’re talking about. I’m not a gossip; I rarely if ever pass on what I hear. But I enjoy being in on other berks’ secrets. Sometimes it gets me in trouble, but most of the time it’s worth it.
By Samuel Wright5 years ago in Filthy
Intoxicated
I told her I’m not that girl. The kind that sits under the cold shower, fully clothed rehabilitating our toxic love, crying tears of regret because of your name I got tattooed on my ass. The non-ending toxic love, it’s not for me. I’m one delicate and gentle creature. I can almost see us together, sitting on the kitchen counter, smoking and drinking and disappearing into people we won’t even recognize or look back in the mirror the next morning, waking up from the sheets where she fucked me the night before, because she doesn’t make love.
By Stelkiehoney 5 years ago in Filthy
Education of a Scoundrel
In life it is of vital importance to have a goal. One year in college my goal was Candy, a blonde dance major with a habit of letting her egregious breasts fall out of her top in dance class. None of my friends knew much about her, just that she hung out with a few artsy theatre types and her nerdy brother who rented a house with her. But once again eavesdropping served me well.
By Samuel Wright5 years ago in Filthy
Solar Moon: Part 7
11 Chapter Eleven: A Lycan Blessing “I agree, it sounds like the right move to go and find your brother, but I am staying here.” It was taking everything inside him to control his temper. Just the thought of leaving his mate here in this place, unprotected, unmarked had him clenching his fists in anger.
By Phoenix Stone5 years ago in Filthy