erotic

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

Chapters
I closed my eyes, feeling his warm breath on my exposed neck that he had swept my hair from to gain access for a soft kiss on my skin. I let out a soft, almost muted whimper of pleasure, it felt so good to have his lips touch me in such delicate and sensitive areas. I had dreamt of this moment so often that this moment felt like another, a moment that I wanted to last a lifetime.
By Melina simpson5 years ago in Filthy
The Tempest
The Tempest By AR Dating in 2021. What does that even look like? Do I find a cute girl on whatever new “influencer” app is currently popular and just message her? Is it possible to even find earth shattering passion with someone online? It has been so long since I had a meaningful connection with someone that the thought of even striking up a conversation, was paralyzing.
By Alexa Troche Finn5 years ago in Filthy
Hellcat
This story follows the exploits of Al a middle-aged man who lives alone and dreams about young women. On this particular escapade we find Al sexually aroused by three young ladies who are dressed rather provocatively. All three of the girls are in their early twenties.
By Wolf Spirit5 years ago in Filthy
A little to large
It was 1995 and still the scene of big hair and wild clothing prints but anyhow, the 90’s were what fantasies were made of! I started dating a guy I met at work who just happened to be a doctor and a hot kind of doctor. You know what I’m talking about, the so good looking that it would be embarrassing to have him as a gynecologist kind of guy! We were off and doing the dating scene and I figured that since this guy was a doctor, well that he would be skilled in the bedroom. I know I was thinking secret ninja sexual secrets but what I actually got in the sex department with this guy will forever go down in my most embarrassing bedroom scenarios!
By Terry Mattison5 years ago in Filthy
the tangle of caramel
The tangle of caramel, butter pecan and chocolate held Shay in a state of shock. She’d never seen so many bodies in one place.
By K Michelle5 years ago in Filthy
TIE THE KNOT
“You can't leave anymore, the bridge is flooded.” “Are you serious?” That got me by surprise. “Yes, people are already turning around and coming back.”
By Lucie Arkel Sramkova5 years ago in Filthy
Shaved by the Tatooist
My friend Julie has many tattoos, and all of them were made in the studio I’ve just entered. Looking at the owner, I now understood why she is a regular here.
By Loren Teese5 years ago in Filthy
Sex with a Satyr
“Come canoodle with me?” he asked. She grinned. “Gladly.” He stood, and she took his outstretched hand, following him along the garden path and out the back gate.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Into the Woods
As I knelt before them, Jaxon bound my hands behind my back with a soft rope he had pulled out of a bag. With my hands tied behind my back, I felt a sense of surrender. The flight of our chase was over and peace descended on our little slice of woods beside the river.
By J. Langer5 years ago in Filthy
Into The Woods
It's been a few weeks since my tryst with the couple in the woods. In the evenings I enjoy reliving that wonderful afternoon, playing scenes over and over again in my mind. Wondering how my accidental lovers are doing...
By J. Langer5 years ago in Filthy
Into The Woods
"That was WILD!" I exclaimed grinning. I jump up and give a little shimmy. Wincing as my hand brushes the tender skin of my ass. "I feel so ALIVE!" I spin around and see Jaxon and Sara staring at me with open mouths. I laugh and run over to the stream wading through the growth at the water's edge and kneeling down. Plunging my hands into the cool water I scoop some up to soothe my sore throat. Returning to my pile of clothing I pick up my shirt and bring it back to the water. Soaking the cloth I begin to bathe myself in the cold cold water.
By J. Langer5 years ago in Filthy
Into the woods
I look over my shoulder at him and watch with anticipation as he begins to undo his belt. There's a gleam in his eye that I've never seen before and I am a little bit discomfited by it. As he walks across the clearing the hairs on my arms lift and I realize that he is stalking me with the grace of a large cat. My legs tense as I prepare to flee and Sara grabs onto my wrists holding me in place over the log.
By J. Langer5 years ago in Filthy