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

Hauntings
I saw you once and now places echo you. Nothing more than a chance meeting. When I look at those places I still see you. In a parking lot, a grocery store. That is the problem with a memory like mine. For the last two years they have all been reminders of lovers past turned to memories of pain by those I should be able to trust.
By Justice for All5 years ago in Filthy
My babysitter Blackmails me
Welcome to Jim's world. I have five females in my life. Let me explain. I have my wife, Julia and my 3 daughters aged 11, 12, and fourteen. We also have our babysitter who is 20, her name is Ronnie. As you can see it is very rough having any time alone especially alone time with the wife to make love. My wife works day shift and I work in the afternoon or second. We usually just have Ronnie stay over most of the week till the weekend, so everything does not fall behind and the girls have someone awake to help them out and keep them on schedule.
By DS5 years ago in Filthy
JULIAN HOLDS COURT
Ttsp. Ttsp. Ttsp. Ttsp. The jump rope circled Julian and he hopped over it every time it landed under his feet. Dianette stared at him out her garden level unit bedroom window as sweat collected around her onyx tresses. Above her, in the courtyard, his massive bulge dangled from behind the veil of the gray jogging pants he wore. The matching hoodie shielded his now sweaty upper body from the fall elements. He had just woken up. She had just made it home. And 7:12 a.m. found them both getting a workout.
By Mario Hassell5 years ago in Filthy
Underground Intimacy
I have never understood the reticence English commuters have with looking around when traveling on the underground. Fellow passengers sit reading their papers or fiddling with their mobile phones. They study the tube maps on the wall, or the boring adverts next to them, staring as if to memorize every word of the slogan for an instantly forgettable product. Anything it seems to keep from making eye contact.
By Traith5 years ago in Filthy
Moments with you...
What lulls me to sleep at night is the brief reminder of you. A random conversation, a brief touch, a word, a phrase, a moment. They are nothing more I know. There was no way for you to know what I felt when I met you. Even in the worst moments of inhumanity, you saw me when the world didn't. I have lived on those moments for years. Your words that why innocent enough, spark a reminder of who I always have been. They have changed from just moments of you doing your job to moments of passion and fantasies that would make you blush.
By Justice for All5 years ago in Filthy
Friends with benefits
Dara was curled up on the couch reading when Stan walked through the door. One strap of her sheer plum colored camisole slipping off her shoulder. He came up behind the couch leaning down to kiss her throat whispering in her ear.
By Marie Ross5 years ago in Filthy
The Deal
This is stupid. She thought. Mary clenched her fists as she sat outside a private office on a well-worn bench. Her green cotton dress remained slight over her thick thighs, only a few inches from exposing her virgin sex.
By Jennisea Redfield5 years ago in Filthy
The Vegas Trip
Years ago in Vegas, I met a girl. We had a lot of fun and continued dating after I left Vegas. As we were getting to know each other when the conversation of work came up she apprehensively told me she was a camgirl. Now I've come across cam sites and have watched the free shows but never paid.
By Robert Kegel5 years ago in Filthy
Come and Get It While It’s Hot
The shrill sound of my phone’s ringtone wakes me from a deep and restful sleep. For a moment or two, I am completely confused and discombobulated. Then comes the panic: the only reason someone would be calling at this time of the morning is because of an emergency. Something bad must have happened. Flustered, I snap up my phone, glance at the caller ID, and swipe to answer it.
By Jupiter Grant5 years ago in Filthy
The Silk Scarf
I come into the room and you’re sitting, naked, on the edge of the bed, just about ready for a bath. You’ve pulled your hair out of its habitual ponytail and it’s laying over your shoulders. I can see one tendril curling softly over your breast. You’re so beautiful my breath catches as I look at you. You hear the noise I make and look at me standing in the doorway and you smile. Tucking your hair behind your ear you hold out a hand to me.
By J. Langer5 years ago in Filthy
ADVENTURES IN THE COURT OF THE GOBLIN KING
Her heart knocked loudly in her chest and she trembled with trepidation as she approached the door to her master’s bed chamber. There was always an extra layer to the thrill when she was summoned this way; she hadn’t seen him since he had used her that morning, the King was often full of vitality in the morning! She’d eaten some late breakfast and gone to her own chamber for a nap and upon awakening had discovered the piece of paper with her instructions:
By Julia Brennan 5 years ago in Filthy
A Workout to Remember
She walked into the gym shower after her rigorous workout of lifting, knowing that she had beaten her previous record. Working out always made her feel a little hot but today she was so aroused that she could feel her swollen clit, engorged, ready to be touched and rubbed. She stood in front of the shower taking off her clothes to lay as a bathmat before stepping in, she ran her hands over her hard nipples and gave them a small pinch. Stepping into the shower, warm water running over her back, she heard his voice in the distance, drawing closer.....closer..then she heard that the voice was familiar. She had been working with the same trainer for months now. Showing her how to perfect her movements while lifting, an accidental brush against her breast or the feel of his hands on her hips, touching her thighs. The sexual tension lingered in the air between them.
By Anna Buchanan 5 years ago in Filthy