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Leona Lights Up The Sky
I lay in the dark staring out over the night waters of Lake Michigan, through the floor to ceiling high rise windows, with the blinds pulled up for an unobstructed view. No other buildings were as high as mine giving me a panorama of the sky and water. I had the windows as open as was possible in such a building. They let in a breeze and the sounds from the park below. I was fresh and clean from my shower and I heard the water being shut off as Leona finished hers. We had been out together all morning and locked in sweaty embraces all afternoon. After all it was the 4th of July and it was hot in Chicago.
By Pete Symes6 years ago in Filthy
The Massage
Your workmate Laila is training to be a masseuse in her spare time. One day she asks if you’d be willing to let her practice on you. You pretend to be reluctant but you actually feel a surge of excitement in the pit of your stomach. You’ve always liked Laila, but you’ve never gone further than a kiss on the cheek at the office Christmas party. Now she’s going to rub her hands all over your body!
By Jennifer Cooley6 years ago in Filthy
A man has needs
You have known Bridget and her boyfriend Nick for quite a while. She’s cool, but honestly when you hang out with her, you’d rather it be with both of them, because you’re really attracted to Nick. You have found yourself fantasizing about him — usually it involves being somewhere with the four of you, or a bigger group, at a party or an outing where you find yourself alone with Nick for a few minutes and make out to demonstrate that you’re into each other, and then make secret plans to hook up later because you know you want each other. Or one of you meets up with the other couple but have some time alone because someone is early or someone is late.
By Jennifer Cooley6 years ago in Filthy
Sexual Overload
I am a woman of the world sexually, (at least I like to think I am) I have been with several men (and a couple of woman) and because of this I feel that every experience has taught me something new, not only about myself, but how to please others as well. There have been times where I felt that because of how many partners I have had I was looked down upon, but then I thought who would really know, who really cares? No one. While some of my experiences have been mundane, even boring, there have been some worth mentioning. This is one of them…
By Anna Thompson6 years ago in Filthy
Red-Blooded Performer
"Come here, darling and tell me how your day was" smiled the redhead with the same mischief of a teenager. Despite having several years already in the business, she did not stop liking that sweet opportunity to be dominant, and at the same time so vulnerable in front of her companions on occasion. Most of them, it is true, did not care much about knowing her deeply, much less wanted to open their hearts with a girl with raucous makeup. They only sought her out from time to time so they could vent their darkest desires almost anonymously. Others, however, were looking deep inside for an open heart to listen to them for a few minutes. The burning encounter was in a second place. It is the incredible paradox of living in an age where sex is offered to you on every corner, but an understanding spirit is rarer than a unicorn.
By Patricia Pixie6 years ago in Filthy
"Captain, O' My Captain"
The Chief Engineer was a big man. He had red hair and a flaming red beard. He was a Scotsman of course. A huge lumbering red haired Scotsman. A Scotsman by birth, an American by Naturalization, and oddly a Jew by persuasion. He was also a drunk with the most prodigious thirst of any man on the planet. Best not to get in between the Chief and a tot o' Scotch.
By BreakerMorant6 years ago in Filthy
