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Ashley Proves the Rumors True
(This work is a custom-ordered erotica placed through my Etsy. To learn more check out my links below.) "Hey, Adam!" I whipped my head around to see Jace stroll into the kitchen.
By Elijah Baby4 years ago in Filthy
Daddy's Here
"Tonight, I’m coming over. I want you waiting in bed; naked and asleep. Leave your door unlocked and I’ll let myself in. You must trust me. Don’t be scared, it’s just me. Do you understand, Baby Girl?”, he commands.
By Tuesday Daily4 years ago in Filthy
Gaming is a Hoot!
Disclaimer: This story has adult content and sexually explicit words. Anyone under 17 might not recommend it, and it is a guy-on-guy story.
By stephanie borges4 years ago in Filthy
A GRADE BEHIND
There I was sitting in class behind her usually she will sit on the other side of the room from me and I would shyly glance her way just to get a glimpse of her, but now she was in front of me I could smell her it was not a perfume for I know it was oil she used.
By DALIL1NE MINION4 years ago in Filthy
Imperiling the Slut
It had been a long night: danced up a storm, blew a virgin, and finally got home around 5:00 in the morning. I was wide awake so I changed into my PJs and started playing some computer games. I'd left my phone in my purse but went to fetch it when I vaguely recalled getting a Tinder message sometime during or after blowing said virgin. The message was a couple of hours old by now but I responded anyway, thinking he'd probably not see it for awhile; most people would be asleep at this hour. He surprised me by responding right away. His name was Brandon and we chatted for a bit and had good rapport. He had to drive out to the desert that afternoon but wanted some company before then. He was willing to get a motel room for just a few hours.
By Elle 4 years ago in Filthy
“I’m no submissive.”
For the first time in a week Chase fished for Charley’s apartment key and let himself in. Charley was a young headstrong twenty-three year old, gorgeous and seemingly impossible. They had been dating for five months. Chase expected to see the apartment a mess, diseased with empty ice cream tubs and worn out blankets with stains of marinara sauce from the corner pizza parlor. They had a huge fight, nearly broke up... God was he that arrogant that he thought she couldn’t live without him? Already?
By Cici Evan4 years ago in Filthy
A taste of Zoe
Allison leaned back and stared at the screen, but the view was the same as when she’d been hunched forward, her fingers poised over the keyboard, fruitlessly waiting for inspiration to strike: there was nothing but a blank document, the cursor blinking at her over and over again.
By Laura Steele4 years ago in Filthy
Introverted Stream of Consciousness
This is why I Stay Home... Sober me is a bit of a prude. Sitting at the bar… actively engaging with the live music via the tapping of my foot… the scent of man enters my olfactory senses. My subconscious hunts for an odor that it craves. Dank masculine pheromones that turn my eyes white as they roll to the back of my skull… running my tongue across my upper teeth, I’m half expecting fangs to rip through my gums. Tonight feels like the perfect night to meet someone. Naïvety is prevalent in my romantic endeavors… Being introverted halts me from making eyes around the room. I want him to come to me. I want my energy to resonate like gravity and draw him into my sphere. Sandalwood stirs the air around me as people get up and down from their seats. A mysterious stranger seated in red seems to be looking in my direction… I don’t dare look at him for fear of being wrong. There is live music after all. This is why I don’t go out…my lack of regular physical contact feels like an involuntary halo of desperation. My wants and my needs bargain with each other to allow my ego just a taste of someone…An unfamiliar musk to satiate my Eros spirit. My tongue lashes out playfully licking my lips out of sexual hunger. Desire to sink my teeth into flesh and let my pleasure paint the air in moans becomes more permissible with each drink. Self control in these situations is the foundation of my pride. Right now all I want to do is rip that away. The scent of man is in my nose and it’s exactly what I crave god dammit… There is no resolution for me. Each sip of bourbon flavored citrus lowers my inhibitions. Allowing me to become more seduced. The possibilities surrounding me force my brain into a think tank. The path to my physical desires is more simple than I’m making it out to be and I know it. Why do I play this game with myself? To see if who I want wants me? Probably… The complexity of my basic desires is being reduced to wanting to make out. I need the safety of home. Away from strangers and possibility. The probability of a regrettable decision in this atmosphere is high. If I weren’t drinking it would be drastically lowered but then what would happen to my anxiety? Fuck…! What is it about the atmosphere of a bar that makes you hope someone will approach you… in the way you fantasized without consequence? Fuck cravings… fuck, cravings…
By Evan Jackson4 years ago in Filthy
Who's that Girl?
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By Roy Jones4 years ago in Filthy
Hookup Fail
Steve went from the top spot in my hook-up ratings to a Fail for our second encounter. I suppose if this was a high school report card, he would receive an Incomplete, actually. It wasn't exactly anyone's fault; just one of those things...
By Elle 4 years ago in Filthy
Mysterious Email
You read your email, and notice a suspicious one, you don't know the email it was sent from and the subject only says a place and time. You're not sure what it means, but your curiosity is peaked and you decide that you'll check it out anyway. As you arrive you feel a slight thrill go through you, any nervousness you had before you got here has disappeared. You slowly walk into a big room, scanning as you move around. Other than some pillows, blankets and a video camera, the room is empty. You start to walk towards the pillows and blankets, that's when you notice a note on the video camera, it says "press here". You are a little worried, you have never been to this place before and have no idea who sent you the email. You figure you've gotten this far so you press the button.
By Genevieve4 years ago in Filthy
Shower with Him
He'd scoop me up half-naked as I wrap my legs around him as he slowly carried me to the shower. He'd be sure to walk nice and slow so he can give me lots of kisses. He playfully raked my back with his fingertips and kept attacking my neck with sucking kisses and little bites. His goal is to leave hickies, sore enough that tomorrow I feel a tinge of sensitivity and soreness so that I can't help but think of him giving me all that attention and loving the night before. He turns the shower on to warm up as he gives me all the attention. He places his hands on my lower back and pulls me in for a kiss, his growing cock pressing against my belly through his towel. After a few moments, his hands grip the waistband of my leggings, and he slowly pulls them down revealing my body only hidden by the last article of clothing. He kneels down in front of me as his hands reach up and pull down my panties. His left hand comes up and rests on my stomach. He begins gently pushing my back against the wall. It's cold against my skin, which amplifies the sensation of his warm touch. Still kneeling, he took my left leg and put it over his shoulder as he grew closer. My hands instinctively rest on his head as he draws his lips closer. He starts at my belly button and gives sensual kisses all the way down to where he started licking and flicking his tongue. He keeps going until he can feel the steam start to bellow out of the shower. He runs his fingertips along my pussy and can tell that he has made me a wet mess. He gently returns my feet to the floor, as I stand up. Grabbing the edge of the towel he releases it from his hips and lets it fall freely to the floor. He lovingly takes my hand and pulls back the curtains, stepping in behind me as the hot water hits me making my nerve endings sing. He takes his place behind me as I begin to wet my body under the falling water. He presses his body to the back of mine and his hands instinctively wrap around me and begin playing. He pushes his finger inside of me. Tempted by my wetness, he can't help but bring that finger up to his mouth and suck on it, letting out a little moan into my ear from how good I taste. He returns his hand to its place and pushes a finger inside of me again to begin stroking my G spot as the palm of his hand pushes hard against my pelvic bone. He continues the treatment as my hips begin to unintentionally rock and he can tell that I'm building towards my first orgasm. His other hand goes to my throat, I can feel a sweet burning sensation. His hand tightens down gradually on my throat and my breathing becomes laboured. As my heart rate speeds up, my breathing slows down. Pretty soon my mind is on track of only a few thoughts: How good he's making me feel and how badly I want to cum, my instincts screaming that I can't breathe and that he is completely in control of my body. He finally bring me over the edge, his hands holding me securely to his body as I begin to shake, not having to worry about keeping me up. He's got me. He releases his grasp on me and sits on the edge of the bathtub. He grabs my hand and brings me close, spinning me around and then lowering me down onto his engorged cock. The water has turned from hot to fairly warm, but as his cock plunges deeper inside of me, I can feel the intense heat radiating from it. I plant my feet firmly on the floor of the bathtub and he holds my hips as he raises and lowers me onto his lap.... Once he's confident that I have a stable footing, his left-hand moves to my ass to support me, and his right-hand reaches around and begins rubbing my clit. Soon I start climbing again, from the sensation of his precum coating my inner walls. The thought of that, his thick sticky serum inside of me, lubricating his cock to keep it pumping in and out of me, sends me over the edge. I tighten around his shaft and dig my nails into his quads causing him to let out a satisfied lustful growl. My hands pull at his quads keeping us locked together as I cums on his cock. He brings me up and turns me around. He's greeted by my lust-filled eyes. He helps me sit down on his lap again and wrap my legs around his waist as I drape my arms around his neck. He guides the head of his cock and slides deep inside me. Locked together so close, we begin rocking our hips and grinding our pelvic bones together as the mood turns from lust and want to passion, love and excitement. His kisses drop to my neck as his hands caress and squeeze my ass. He can see the red ring he left on my throat, which sends a jolt of lust through his body. He winds up and spanks my ass. The strike causes me to clench his cock inside of me, in turn causing him to let out a tortured moan. I can tell he's getting close. He places one of his hands at the top of my back and slowly scratches his way down. I tighten again, and we both start building to cum together. Our rocking speeds up as we climb faster and faster. He can tell by my body and my desperate breathing that I'm about to cum. I look into his eyes with a pleading look. Without using words, I ask for permission. Moments later I begin to cum, shaking, pressing my body to his, holding him tight as if I'm trying to fuse us together. This sends him into an orgasmic spiral. He starts grinding harder, kissing deeply and holding me tight. One thought pings through his mind. We're wrapped together tightly. Even if he wanted to pull out ( which he has no intention of doing) he couldn't. His cock is buried in me to the hilt until we both decide to let go. That being the last thought before he came, he began spraying his cum into me. My eyes widen and he keeps cumming as I feel him filling me with an almost unnatural amount of cum. Our lips lock as the last squirts erupt from his cock.
By Sophia 4 years ago in Filthy