erotic
Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
Finally Thrice Cynthia
Cindy Gets A Grip Cindy had my balls in her hand and was going on and on about how big they were. She was rolling them in her palm like they were dice and I was hoping she would blow on them one more time. Since I had only known her for a month she was just as likely to do that as anything with them. After fourteen years of faithful marriage I was going to find out. We had already gotten our first frantic fuck out of the way on the night we met.
By Pete Symes5 years ago in Filthy
Pleasure ...
The sun gasps on its last breath, her once bright colours are lost amongst the shadows of the night fizzling out like a campfire. My thoughts start to race with unadulterated anticipation. A lustful freedom that cannot be contained within my skin. The only images are these...
By CR. Phoenix 5 years ago in Filthy
Erotica
....And I want your mouth around my engorged nipples forcing me to moan your name in pleasure and arch my back so my mounds are engulfing the warmth of your mouth ... wetness filling my panties in anticipation of your thick ass horse dick.. I want to feel your thickness stretch me until I beg you to take it easy
By Mary Turner5 years ago in Filthy
The Perfect Evening of Public Sex
I met her there, our costumes were perfect, the talk of the party! Everyone loved them and the compliments were coming from everywhere! The food was great and the drinks were strong and did I mention they were free as well! The sight of the party was in a grand ball room in a prominent high rise overlooking the city! After snacking on some tasty cuisine and a few strong drinks, the two of us hit the dance floor where we were again the talk of the night! My sailor hat and black logo t-shirt and jeans complimented her red form fitting top with frills around the neckline coupled with her black hoop skirt went perfectly together!
By More Than Words5 years ago in Filthy
Part-three of: I Accidentally Fell in Love With My Ex "Best Friend's" Ex-Boyfriend
Okay, I'm back to tell more of this story. I'll be writing this story one month at a time until I get to the end because Ross and I only saw each other once a month. It would take too long to write this story out in full, so I'm breaking it up a bit. We left off with how Ross and I decided to never let anything happen again, but then he asked that dreaded question: What about our feelings? I stonewalled him, telling him, "our feelings don't matter; only our friend's (his ex) feelings matter." There are a few minor details to discuss before going into the next main part of my story, so here we go.
By Kayla Nicole 9995 years ago in Filthy
