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forbidden (part 2) (18+)
Tony slowly stood from his desk and moved around and held his hand out for Peter to shake, wanting to feel the boy’s skin on his own just a bit even though he knew he wouldn’t be able to feel the rest of the boy’s skin and body quite so easily.
By Lucas Embredoment Blackblood6 years ago in Filthy
A Remnant of Dionysus
Somewhere amidst the summer afternoon hustle and bustle of New York City was a hotel room doused in the unbearable stench of sweat, drugs, and alcohol. The floor covered in spilled cocaine, cigarette ashes, alcohol, vomit, and various other bodily fluids. A sea of sleeping nude bodies covered the floors and furniture of what was once a clean and luxurious penthouse. The French balcony doors were wide open and allowed the summer heat and golden sun rays to flood the room. The air was still and filled with dust as the summer heat slowly became almost impossible to bear any longer.
By Zoe Brainard6 years ago in Filthy
The Harrington Brothers
Brenton His body is flawless. Everything I desire in a man, is right in front of me. From deep within me I want this. I watch him as he stands there in his glory; the length of his manhood is 10 inches. He is all the man I need. He is my Mr. Perfect. His height, his built, my God what a man. Excitement races through me as I watch him remove his shirt. His large shoulders and rock hard abs, his smile is to die for. Passion is in his eyes. He wants me. I want him, no I need him. I feel my member growing between my legs. His frame matches mine, I am ready but I long for more. I want to make love to his soul, I want all of him. Sexy must be his name. He licks his lips, and slides his hands over his chest. My heart beats faster, as he walks slowly over to me, biting his bottom lip. His eyes are low, as he watches me ease to my knees. I am ready to serve him.
By Jacquice Carter6 years ago in Filthy
The Love Trap ℰ𝓅𝒾𝓈𝑜𝒹𝑒 3 - The Dating Disaster
“You look gorgeous,” the young woman says from across the make-up counter. Samantha highly doubts the word gorgeous is the right description for her, but she’s hoping that the professional make over will help bring out her best features.
By Ebony Rose6 years ago in Filthy
Between the bookshelves
I couldn't concentrate on my books. It was cold in the library and I could tell the beautiful woman in front of me wasn't wearing a bra, because her thin cotton dress fitted perfectly to her skin. Glancing up, I analysed the curve of her bust and how her waist emphasised them. She was leaning on her forearms reading a literature textbook. It was past 10 pm. We were the only students as far as I can see on this floor. I got lost admiring her figure before I heard a whisper, "I can feel your eyes on me." She didn't even look up at me.
By Lara Newton6 years ago in Filthy
