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You Look Great to Me
I was jogging home one day when I stopped at a pet store window. There was a puppy there that I wanted but I couldn't even afford the place I lived hardly. He was so cute and always energetic. He leapt up at the window everyone I passed by. I brushed my hair out of the way to see him better. I usually had it tied but I was jogging.
By Johnathan Hunt7 years ago in Filthy
It Started Out with a Text Pt. 2
Jared’s text rang in Megan’s ears as she sat in her car. She was supposed to be headed to work...but was actually about to be headed two and a half hours South to meet the man her body craved. Rolling it over and over in her mind before putting the car in drive and the one thought that outweighed them all was the thoughts of his massive cock sliding into her tight ass pussy.
By Catrina Palko7 years ago in Filthy
Turning Into You
You could find the innocence in anything if you tried hard enough. Even in someone as corrupted and as lecherous as I was. On the outside, people saw a prosthetic light in me that provided them comfort and understanding. On the inside however, nothing compared to how dark and rotten I've become since I've loved you.
By Sharlene Alba7 years ago in Filthy
Questioning Faith
As I walked by the girls restroom I heard a moan like I had never heard before. I walked in to see what was wrong, when I saw it my jaw dropped my breasts ached, my nipples hardened and I could feel myself down there, for the first time in 15 years. As I walked closer I got a better view threw the crack in the bathroom stall. The way they touched and kissed, the way he rubbed his fingers across her back so gently and down to her bottom with a big hard squeeze. As he thrusted inside of her, I felt as if it was my own body. I then orgasmed from rubbing my clit, it was like a waterfall had just broke loose after being held there for a long time. My underwear were soaked and I could feel it dripping down my legs. Ding, ding, ding... Oh, No! The bell. I ran out of the restroom and down the hall to my classroom I sat down in my chair and waited for my students to arrive. They came in one by one and then a couple walked in together. It was Jordan and Tony. The two I had just been watching in the girls restroom. I barely got threw class all I wanted to do was close my eyes so I could replay it all in my mind.
By Allison Wolaver7 years ago in Filthy
An Empowered Erotic Persona
We all have fantasies, and in that fantasy we create a version of ourselves that embodies sensual or an erotic being that we are not afraid to be. Whether we are dominant or submissive, playful or flirty, we all have no fear of our erotic persona when it's in our own mind. So why is it so hard to give a voice to our erotic ideas?
By Miss Aayden ~ L.S. Diamond7 years ago in Filthy
It Started With A Text
So Megan signed up for a group support text system to deal with a hard job. Having problems keeping her work at work, and rather bringing it home instead was causing her serious problems in her relationship, not only with her spouse but with her family as well. Megan was signed up with a partner within a day to help her cope and just to chat with to keep her head afloat. Working 12 plus hours each shift, she always seemed too tired for sex, too tired to clean the house or even play with her two very young children.
By Catrina Palko7 years ago in Filthy
What Sex Dreams May Come
He pushed me against the wall; my shirt lifted so high that it was practically off. His mouth was around my nipple, sucking. The bouncer came over to us, and instead of kicking us out, he pulled out his long cock and began to wank it. This was a dream that a friend (yep friend, don't give me that look) asked me to analyze for them. Even though they were in a bar, apparently nipple sucking was more important than alcohol, which makes no sense to me. There's a time and place for the nipple sucking, but being at the bar is not that time. More important things are happening, like tequila shots. Still, I was intrigued, so I started looking into it and found that sex dreams are a very unique experience all of their own.
By Edward Anderson7 years ago in Filthy
New Experience
My school was just like any other of my kind. Same kind of uniforms. Same kind of schedules. Only difference is today I was 18. It was my birthday. And here I was stuck in school for eight hours. I had my hair bound back as I usually did. It was a dark orange like the rest of my family had. I kept it styled but mostly let it free flow.
By Johnathan Hunt7 years ago in Filthy
A Lustful Daze
Me and my family were out in the country one week. Our car had broken down and we were stranded. It was a time before cell phones so we couldn't get much help and it was getting pretty late. I was 18 at the time and it was before I left to college.
By Johnathan Hunt7 years ago in Filthy
