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After Hours Affair
It was Monday. A day where most wallowed in their misery, complaining about the resetting of a monotonous work schedule; I awake with nothing but anticipation for tonight's festivities. The thought of melting my stress away under a Brooklyn sunset still gave me chills. It all started two weeks ago when I first walked into this hidden gem of a rooftop. The people were all beautiful, and red cups wrapped in multicolored fingers conquered my peripheral. The music, audible but delicate, vibrates the soles of my shoes with every lick of the bass. I had heard about places like this, but being relatively new to the area, had no idea where to look. That's where she came in.
By Mister Black7 years ago in Filthy
Me, Myself and I
It had been a terrible week. My moves on the new guy had gone unanswered, which was completely understandable seeing as he had a girlfriend. She came to pick him up after work and when I saw her I just went back home with my hopes crushed to a mush. If I wanted to get some action soon I would definitely have to start a Tinder account.
By Clementine Lips7 years ago in Filthy
Blindfolds, Gags, and Safe Words
Blindfolds: I’ve mentioned blindfolds a few times already. Blindfolds can be brought into pretty much all types of play. They heighten the other senses, create suspense, and help to create that erotic atmosphere. They also don’t have to be expensive.
By Kink Journals7 years ago in Filthy
Banana Pancakes
She had become a regular at the coffee shop. In a neighborhood showcasing a variety of brews, the dark hardwood floor and antique seating must have drawn her in. I found myself memorizing each one of her orders, hoping for the day she'd look to me and say "give me the usual." It wasn't enough to simply serve her. She had to taste my worship in the foam of her latte; in the crumb of her cupcake. I had to take my time with every aspect, the same way I had longed to do with her.
By Mister Black7 years ago in Filthy
Swinging
Brought over from my old blog. I suppose you have all been wondering when I was going to write about swinging. I wanted to wait a little as this blog isn’t just about swinging, its about discovering yourself and exploring. Today though, I have decided it’s time to give you a proper insight into the swinging lifestyle.
By Kink Journals7 years ago in Filthy
The Paint Fic
"So, what should we do, Tilly?" Troye asked, with his hand on Tyler's leg. They already worked on the collab they did the evening before, and everyone else was already out for Valentine's Day in pairs, except for Korey who was treating himself by watching "Epic Meal Empire" happen up close, so it was just the mint haired queen, and the Australian twink. Tyler had been mentally drowning himself in Troye's deep ocean blue eyes for about four and a half minutes. Just then, he looked over at a box of kids' paint that was under the deer on the wall, and went up to get it, leaving a bittersweet moment for Troye; bitter because he craved the desire of his Tilly, but sweet because he loved staring at his delectable ass. Tyler grabbed the paint and went back to sit next to his sweetheart on the couch.
By Monique Star7 years ago in Filthy
