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The Teleporter Part 4
“I don’t think I can pay my mortgage. I lost my job spending all my time with you,” Katie said, sitting at her kitchen table. She had barely left the house in a month and was shuffling through the many bills that were beginning to pile up. Katie didn’t want to deal with any of it, but she couldn’t live in a pleasure filled fantasy land forever.
By Kelsey Reich4 years ago in Filthy
Spring Break Play
Friday Night she entered the house at three thirty on Friday afternoon, and what a long week it had been. Ha a long week, try a long day. This was the Friday before spring break and the kids had been not so subtle in their joy of that thought. But now Dara had a whole week off to relax and recharge, and Daddy to help with some of that. Placing her purse on the floor by the entry table she headed up stairs to change thinking of giving Daddy a surprise when he got home, but as she entered the bedroom, she found a surprise of her own.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
Secretly In Love With The Vampire King
Lighting lit up the velvety purple sky as I was walking home from the libary. Walking as fast as I could to my house, surly I knew that I wasnt gonna make it home in time before it started raining. Picking up my pace I heard a faint sound coming from the dumpster (the ally I used for a shortcut)looking around to see if anyone was there but no one was.
By Britnee Green4 years ago in Filthy
A Night of a Lifetime
THIS STORY IS ONLY FOR THOSE 18+ CONTAINS SEXUAL MATERIAL TRIGGER WARNING BDSM MATERIAL A Night of a life time I smile as we walk down the street hand in hand, Danny and I have been dating for about a year and six months. He still seems perfect still, he is kind, generous, loving, and stunningly beautiful. 6’ 2” with a strong jaw, broad shoulders, stunning green eyes that see right through to my soul, and thick jet-black hair that falls to his shoulders. Every once in a while, I look at him and he take my breath away. As we walk through downtown, the moon shining and the stars sparkling above us; he pulls me to him his hand lifting my jaw to look him in the eyes. I melted into a pile of goo at the intense look of hunger and lust in his eyes. He kisses me his strong hands tangling into my hair at the nape of my neck. I mash his body to mine trying to get as close as I can to him. He backs me gently into the brick wall of a building and devours my mouth his tongue dominating mine. We stay locked like that for several glorious minutes until he pulls back both of us gasping for air. He looks around and smiles at me with a dare devil glint in his eye.
By MissyMarie 4 years ago in Filthy
My Secret Lover...
MY SECRET LOVER The way we met was so unusual. I went to Books A Million to look for books, which I can spend hours looking through. I was searching for a book on the erotic artist Soyarama, whom I absolutely love. But I was unable to find anything so I went to the help counter and who appeared, but a sweet doe eyed pixie with beautiful eyes and a kewpy doll mouth. I asked about the book and she checked her computer saying they didn’t have it in stock but could order it for me. Since I don’t live in Brunswick I said no, I’d order it local. She asked what kind of book it was and I said he’s an erotic artist and described my favorite picture to her. She then pulled out her favorite “erotic art” book from behind the counter and we began to page through the book. Our conversation flowed so easily and we both seemed very comfortable After finishing looking through the book we talked freely about other things. I asked if she liked poetry and she said yes. So I asked her if she’s ever hear of Punany Poetry and she squealed yes, she’d seen it on “Real Sex on HBO”. We talked about a couple of our favorite episodes and then she asked if I ever heard of the Suicide Girls - I said oh yeah I love them. She told me that she wanted to be one and I said so did I. Now mind you they are very different - in order to become one you have to have either and/or tattoos and piercings. They do pictures and have a traveling erotic show - to which she asked if I ever wanted to go and of course I said yes. I started to show her my tattoos and she came around the counter to show me hers and we talked about our piercing’s and it was just amazing. She loved, what she called, “my garden of Eden” on my left leg. That’s when she asked for my number and quickly gave me hers (plus we exchanged e-mail addresses).
By Karen Shelton4 years ago in Filthy
Mistress Manor
Epilogue Six years later Marcus stood on the balcony overlooking the blue waters of the Pacific Ocean a drink in his hand, with a large pool off to his right. Turning his head now he looked across that pool to where Bridgett lay naked stretched out asleep on a chase lounge set up in the shade, one arm draped across her toned middle. Her golden skin an even darker dusky shade looking more bronze than gold, he loved running his hands over its heated flesh watching her eyes go wide and haze over with desire as he kneaded her breasts before pinching and tweaking her peeked nipples or worked his finger slowly through her slippery wet folds that pulsed and gripped at him begging for more. He sipped at his drink continuing to stare at Bridgett when he heard the subtle clearing of a throat behind him.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
The Return
Sitting in the bay window of my three story beauty luxury home in a ever so peaceful subdivision surrounded by doctors, lawyers, judges, and no drama, no shooting, cars backfiring scarring the crap out of you. Just calmness. I watched the rain hit the window pane as the sun crept through the clouds thinking about my second chances. Both of them. The one that Walter Bronson gave my kids and I five years ago to a new different life. One without can’t and don’t. There was never any “I Can’t or I don’t” with him. Then there was the one where the love of my life, my first love, the father of my children, my soul mate had been released from Federal prison after being given a life sentence and desperately wanted his family, our family back. Our kids are grown now and we have grandchildren, yet something warned me to stay clear of Eric Silver. That he’d only hurt me again as he’d done so many times before, yet another part of me couldn’t dare think about spending the rest of my life without him. His kiss, his touch, the way he felt inside of me touching every part of the walls that surrounded him. The way our bodies connected, became one when we made love. My body melts when he looks into my eyes as he reaches his peak, his eyes rolling back in his head from the pleasure of being deep inside what he called the cave he built, well he’d felt after having so much sex became formed just for him. Crazy right? Yup, that he’d made thirty years ago when we were just teenagers before creating this huge family the two of us now shared. Then just that quick. I was back at one realizing I’d just broken yet another man’’s heart. One who stood by me after his family was torn apart, his marriage destroyed because, because….hold up! Hell no that mess wasn’t my fault he’d lied. I didn’t ruin his marriage he did. Be honest Janice, he did it to his wife. He’d sure as hell do it to you. No matter how good the sex is men still run astray. If we really keeping it one, hundred so do women. What was the return doing to me? What would it do to everyone else? How many lives would be ruined? How many would be healed?Reunited? All because of the Sweet Seduction that slipped through my lips. I wanted what I wanted, when I wanted it, no matter how I got it and right now I wanted it all. Reality was I couldn’t have it that way or could I? It was now 11:00am, time to go visit Eric at the halfway house before Walter returned from Detroit. It was time to see what I’d been without for twenty years and give Eric what he dreamt of every night when he closed his eyes since the night he was taken from us. Me, Janice Avery. I knew I had to wear something classy but sexy. Eric always wanted me showing my legs off, he said I had some of the sexiest legs out and now I was well I’m thick in all the right places, right height, weight, I didn’t look my age by far and of course I wanted him to see the woman I’d become and teach him the things I knew without thinking I’d fucked every guy that looked my way. I slipped into this sexy red body dressed that gripped my waist, rested on my ass, and revealed Eric’s name barely on my right breast with the infinity symbol beside it. Yes he’d branded me before he left however my name was what sat above all those other tattoos that covered his chest. Along with of course the infinity symbol. We were one always. Now we were going to relight that flame that others kept pouring water on. I longed for his touch and I knew he was desiring mine as well. I suddenly began to remember the times we made love in the tub listening to Jagged Edges Promise. I could feel his lips on my neck, his tongue sliding down to my breast, licking my nipples, then lifting me onto his hooked dick. We fucked even after the water had gotten colder, then showered, fucking again.
By Stephanie Bryant4 years ago in Filthy
Mistress Manor
Chapter Seventeen When Marcus came back, he lay there taking stock of how his body felt, had it been hours or days since he had carried them all out of the manor. He blinked twice and slowly turned his head at the sound he heard, and he saw Bridgett there holding Grace’s lifeless body in her arms rocking gently as she cried. He gingerly rolled to his side and to his knees crawling over to her. He wrapped his arms around the both of them he cried with her for the loss of their precious little pet.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
Is It Weird To Go To A Sex Club With Friends?
Is it weird that my boyfriend and I ended up going to a sex club with a couple of friends even though we weren’t there to have sex? My boyfriend John and I have been together for over two years now, and we had trouble finding a couple friends to hang out with. So, I was more than thrilled when I met Jane and Derek. They are a-ma-zing people. They both traveled the world and did all sorts of adventurous things like safaris and hiking. I met Jane in a cooking class, and we clicked super-fast, and I was very excited to hear she had a boyfriend too! This meant John, and I could finally hang out with another couple, because all of our other friends were single and only wanted to do single people stuff.
By Lollipop - Sexy Stories4 years ago in Filthy
Yes...sir
Less than an hour ago, she had walked into his house, modestly dressed as always. She wore comfortable sneakers, a pair of form-fitting jeans that showed off her curves, and a plain blue blouse. Around her neck, she wore a small aquamarine pendant on a delicate silver chain, which rested right below her collarbone. She had a way of being subtly beautiful, in a way that said that she knew what she had, but didn’t want to show all of it right away.
By Victor Vibes4 years ago in Filthy
