erotic

Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.

Play Toy
I sat there in pure darkness. I could hear the voices around me, soft whispers but every now and then I could hear words or sentences.
By Colorful Chaotic4 years ago in Filthy
We Got Enough Time
"Hey, hey are you awake?" I stir in my sleep but I fight opening my eyes.I hear the smooth, raspy voice against my neck. One kiss ,then two, on my shoulder then my ear. I'm holding back the urge to moan as the sound dances at the base of my throat. His hands cup my breast underneath my shirt, more kisses on my neck and shoulders.
By Kem4 years ago in Filthy
No Limits: Part 1
MUSIC PLAYING LOUD IN A CLUB AND A GUY NAMED MICHEAL IS SITTING AT A BAR DRINKING A CORONA AND A GIRL NAMED MEGAN WALKS TO HIM AND SITS NEXT TO AND THEY START TALKING AND THEY LIKE EACH OTHER AND THEY END UP HAVING SEX.
By Victor Robinson II4 years ago in Filthy
Tom and the Cat
Tom was #2. After the debacle of losing my virginity whilst trying to maintain my catfishery (and failing miserably), I put up a new profile with my real photos and was happily surprised at the response. I was even more delighted later when I opened the door to my hotel room to find 6'2” of gorgeous hunk standing in my doorway. I love it when a hookup turns out to be cuter than his pics. It's like a little, unexpected gift. Sometimes I intentionally send unflattering pics of myself to potential hook ups so I can give a little, unexpected gift too.
By Elle 4 years ago in Filthy
How to Talk Dirty Like an Absolute Pro
Dirty talk is an art that not many people have mastered. This requires constant practice. The more you practice, the better you will be. It's like loving someone with your own eyes. It's magic-you need to create illusions and make other people believe everything. This is more than the roar of erotic words and a synonym of the genitive. It is an art and a science that requires utmost precision, perfection, and faith. Once you have mastered the art, you can let go of layers of restraint and doubt and let go of the desire and freedom to push someone out of bounds and hand it over to you. This is how artists love landscapes—you absorb them and recreate them in your vision.
By Max Bryant4 years ago in Filthy
One last time before you go
Manuel walked out of the room angrily, avoiding Amelia's questions that were pushing him to the corner. He had exhausted his luck and was left with playing the guilt trip, but it wasn't working this time, he had overused that technique on Amelia, so much that she could anticipate it and even counter it.
By Awaremint4 years ago in Filthy
Sting Me, Daddy.
It was a hot day before Thanksgiving in 2016. I arrive at the beach parking lot wearing my Linda Evanglista cut off shirt and short yellow swim briefs. I’m here to meet “MUSCLANZBTM” my grindr date.
By Kyle Thomas Shea4 years ago in Filthy
Adventures of Aphrodite I
Dark stormy nights were her favorites. There was no pressure to go out, no expectation of performance. It was just her and the minions, and she so loved torturing her minions.
By Karen LaRue4 years ago in Filthy
Spring Break Play
Day Four The next morning, they were sitting at the table having breakfast enjoying the quite morning, Stan was reading the paper and Dara was reading a book. Sitting back, she sipped her tea and just stared at Daddy for a time. Then she spoke.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
Filthy Owls
Jenna and Charlie show up at the cabin for their honeymoon. They just got married 3 Hours ago. This Cabin belongs to Charlie's grandmother Amber who gave it to him for him to enjoy with his new wife. Jenna and Charlie have never sex with each other before but they have fool around and went down on each other but Now its time to let it all loose.
By Victor Robinson II4 years ago in Filthy
POLARITY
Po·lar·i·ty (Noun) The state of having two opposite or contradictory tendencies, opinions, or aspects. "the polarity between male and female"
By Fatimah White4 years ago in Filthy
The Night Owl
1. ERIC Olivia was a happy girl. Plenty of friends, wonderful family. She attended church and always tried to be a good girl. She did well in school and played sports. However, sports got increasingly difficult as her body grew and matured. Over the years, Olivia was gifted (or cursed) with a voluptuous body and curves. She didn’t see it then, her body was just her body. But the boys began to notice and brought it to her attention. Or without meaning to, her body brought their attention. Olivia was used to being admired for her good behavior, good grades and friendly attitude but this was something new. She liked the new attention. It was easy, she didn’t have to try or do anything, just get ready for the day and show up. Because she was semi-oblivious to her perky rear, tight core and large breast, she would act natural and was sometimes shy, so she was called coy and flirtatious. It didn’t bother her. She wasn’t promiscuous, in fact she was still a virgin, at most she had only kissed briefly with a short-term boyfriend. She was who she was and made no apologies for it.
By Shanon Canuto4 years ago in Filthy