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

Poker Winnings, Part II
I arrived at his townhouse at 9 PM. Tonight was just sex, amazing sex, but only sex. I changed into the requested outfit as I sat in the parking lot. My hands were shaking as I walked to his door and knocked.
By Asrai Devin6 years ago in Filthy
My journal A Dream outside of reality.
I woke up to my body shivering from the heat of my dreams sweat running between my breast, my breath coming out in harsh gasps. I can still feel his mouth on me, his hands between my legs, thrusting in and out of my soaking entrance.
By Focus 6 years ago in Filthy
Kitten in Heat: Part 3
Whimsical Rides Mateo and Umi were the like little cubs I wanted to take on an adventure. I had just recently been released from the cage of monogamy. I had consequently held a few terms with two domestic relationships and a half- termed with another but resigned from the latter for marriage would cement a forever. One partner forever! Our sexual numbers were so disproportionate. I couldn’t and I ran like an expertise Sprinter. I had fantasized about riding on the white horse into a land like Nymphs. I chose to take Mateo and Umi on the whimsical ride with me. The two were polar opposite yet they both sparked a vigor of youthfulness within my being.
By Bree Z Love6 years ago in Filthy
Lost In the Jungle
I started visiting The Jungle, a downtown Sex Club with Bob and continued to visit after Bob had gone the way of so many others in my life. I found T enjoyed the way I felt when I gave myself up to the exhibitionist hiding deep inside me and let her come out to play. I'm no beauty but men don't seem to give a shit about the features on your face when your legs are spread or your ass is up in the air. The only feature on your face they notice is your mouth if it's open and inviting their cock inside.
By Lori Beasley Bradley6 years ago in Filthy
Don't Be Cruel
Candace Vega looked out the window of her apartment and frowned, seeing the clouds covering the sun. She chewed on the eraser of her pencil in thought, her nose wrinkling out of habit. She absentmindedly reached for her coffee cup, only to find that is was empty.
By Donz6 years ago in Filthy
Cool It Now
Stretching her arms above her head, Candy made her way back home from her morning jog, stopping at the mailbox to retrieve her mail. As she stuck her key into her postbox, someone came down the stairs. Without turning around, she knew who was standing there.
By Donz6 years ago in Filthy
Candy Girl
A headboard against the wall of an apartment bedroom rocked in conjunction with the pounding from a neighboring room. A woman with a dark bonnet on her head’s eyes snapped open from her slumber. She laid there for a moment, feeling her own bed rock with the strong strikes against the wall before letting out a loud groan of frustration right as the woman next door let out one of pleasure.
By Donz6 years ago in Filthy
Sleeping Beauty Part 3
For years, my caretaker Agnes has lied to me. She filled my head with fantasies about me being a princess who would get pricked by a spindle and die on my 18th birthday. She also told me men were evil and would hurt women.
By Amora Jones6 years ago in Filthy
One Night Stand Turned Scandal!
MIC CHECK ONE TWO ONE TWO! Kai Storm in the building, bringing you something new Strong, black & proud; Queen shit boo I smoke a lot of weed; I'm a chimney dude
By Kai Storm6 years ago in Filthy
House Date
The sun hit the panes of my widow, its light fading from view as it sinks further behind the clouds, I look at my reflection in the mirror, wandering if my romantic look is too much for a house date. I have put on a simple but elegant black dress, it clings to every curve of my body accentuating my perky boobs and ample hips. I can see him now walking in through the door, takeout in hand. His jaw line is perfect but I’m not thinking about that, I’m thinking about how it will feel to rip of that white shirt he’s wearing and expose the muscles that barely hide beneath. I’m thinking about his lips will feel pressed up against mine and how every fibre of my being will crave him, will begin to pull him forward into me and I moan in the ecstasy of that thought.
By Rose6 years ago in Filthy
Sleeping Beauty Part 2
My name is Briar Rose. Growing up I always had two rules: Always obey my caretaker Agnes and never, ever spend time with a man.
By Amora Jones6 years ago in Filthy
Between the bookshelves
I couldn't concentrate on my books. It was cold in the library and I could tell the beautiful woman in front of me wasn't wearing a bra, because her thin cotton dress fitted perfectly to her skin. Glancing up, I analysed the curve of her bust and how her waist emphasised them. She was leaning on her forearms reading a literature textbook. It was past 10 pm. We were the only students as far as I can see on this floor. I got lost admiring her figure before I heard a whisper, "I can feel your eyes on me." She didn't even look up at me.
By Lara Newton6 years ago in Filthy