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

The Pre Party
Red and I make it back to campus. Clemson is alive as everyone is anxious to finish the Spring semester, I’ve moved out of the team apartment however, I’m still on scholarship and now living in Calhoun Courts with a couple of frat boys.
By Timothy Kincaid5 years ago in Filthy
Before I Wake
Isabel wobbled toward her bed with a beer in hand. She plopped down heavily on the sheets and took a refreshing swig of the amber liquid. The T.V. was on. Spotify played the radio playlist of Soca and Reggae. She glanced up at the screen and smiled; Feel Good by Popcaan was queued for the next song on the list. She chuckled and reached for the handle of her underwear drawer. Picking up a long flesh-colored object wrapped in plastic, she smirked and bit her lips. She stuffed the object underneath her worn tan pillow before laying her head against it.
By Elaine Barnes 5 years ago in Filthy
Perfect Strangers
My name is Calvin. I was sitting at a local department store late one night to pick up my daughter from her job. She works for a traveling inventory service, and they are never on time, especially on the way home after payday.
By DS5 years ago in Filthy
In The Cottage
Carrie stood on the front steps watching her husband’s coach drive away. Smiling as it made its way down the lane through the twin pillars of brick. When it drove out of sight, she picked up her skirts and ran for the old barn, holding onto the hat pinned in her hair. Stopping outside the large open doors she took ten deep breaths calming herself before entering. Walking straight down the aisle to the tack room, and there he was. She stood in the doorway and watched him sitting there with his back to the door, he was soaping reins today. She watched as he slowly pulled the length of leather through the rag in his hand, and her belly clinched in need.
By Marie Ross5 years ago in Filthy
Morning wood
The sun was shining into the room of our motel warming the room and signaling it was time to get our day started. After a long fun night partying at the club my new husband Dan and I slept in later then planned. As I rolled over to wake him I noticed the blankets had fallen away from him leaving his amazing body exposed for me to admire as we both slept naked. His huge cock stood proud from his body just teasing me. He was still asleep but as always his morning wood was ready to go.
By Athenia P5 years ago in Filthy
Terror In Gold
Rose walked up the stairs to her apartment with her arms full of reports that she needed to go over for that night. Work had been crazy this week, and the fact that she hadn’t been sleeping well didn’t help her nightly phone calls and random gifts were keeping her on edge either. And the polices didn’t seem to be able to do anything about it. Digging her keys out she shifted the load in her arms to unlock her door, then she just stopped and stared. In the place of her wreath that usually hung on her door was a bouquet of orange and russet marigolds, with shaking hands she opened the door dumping the things in her arms inside she slammed it shut. Relocking the door, she grabbed the flowers storming to her car. Racing to the station she tore through the building until she came to the desk of the detective on her case.
By Marie Ross5 years ago in Filthy
Sensation
He knocked on the door at eight o’clock exactly with a package wrapped in brown paper and tied up with twine. He had the whole day planned, and he hope that she would have fun with it. Smiling when she opened the door with a large tote like bag over her shoulder, and a pair of sunglasses in her hand.
By Marie Ross5 years ago in Filthy
The Whipping Post
I felt so exposed. The moon was high and there wasn’t another soul in sight for miles, but just the idea that somehow, someone else might catch me, made this all the more exciting. My heart would not stop racing.
By Brenton Ridley5 years ago in Filthy
Sex And Love In The Age Of Artificial Intelligence
As we advance in the field of fuzzy logic and pattern recognition this date is getting even closer, and so it is valid to wonder what the day will be like when humanity is seriously confronted with the idea of falling in love and having relationships with an android or intelligent robot.
By creatorsklub5 years ago in Filthy
Hospitality Confessions: Cherry Picker’s closes and it is time to move on again
The next few weeks were awesome. I played with Lyle and I played with Aaron. Sometimes Tawny and I played with them together. Tawny and I actually drove the guys pretty crazy at work. Iit was fun to see the guys get all riled up when she’d whisper in my ear or I’d lick a pickled the way I might lick my pussy. It really wasn’t like that though.
By Autumn Seave5 years ago in Filthy
Hospitality Confessions: YOU are the only want I want and I hope that all of this won’t matter! (Last Chapter)
All of that seems like a million years ago. Part of me feels like I was this lost little girl, running around fucking my way into finding myself. And maybe that’s what it was. I don’t know. I’m not going to deny that I had a good time. I did. But it always felt like there should be…more, you know?
By Autumn Seave5 years ago in Filthy
Cheering Up With Chocolate Cake
I was at a friend's house for dinner. It wasn't like one of those fancy restaurants, but it had some good food and the people there were pleasant enough. I'd been there once before for a New Year’s party, so I was comfortable with everyone else. We chatted about our days while we ate, then finished up by sharing some wine. The conversation turned to my recent breakup, which made me feel awkward because I hadn't really talked about that in front of anyone else. But after a few glasses of wine, I started talking more freely.
By E.J. Mones5 years ago in Filthy