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Have You Had Your Cream Pie Lately?
Don’t you just love the sight of some sticky white cream oozing back outside of that brown puckered hole? I know I do. A few years back, before I got married this time, I had a threesome with some close friends of mine and it was spectacular. We both shared that hard penis licking all around it and both taking a testicle gently into our mouths and tasting the musky taste of sweat from underneath them.
By Brandi Payne7 years ago in Filthy
Dark Side
I was standing in the dark with my doggie, loving the moment of peace after a mind blowing success at the conference that day. I wanted to scream how happy I was! I was 33, I had a husband who I had been married to for nine years, and a two year old daughter. I had a great job, and I was applauded by the whole company that day. The only thing that avoided me for years was love. Or I avoided it persistently, by telling myself that I had to love my husband. Apparently it doesn’t work that way.
By Yuliya Brown7 years ago in Filthy
Come Again?
We were lying on my bed, warming each other with the heat from our naked bodies. The sweat hadn’t yet dried from our skin, our smiles were not yet faded. We lay there, his arm under me and my head resting on his chest. I cuddled him, breathing in his scent, which I knew I would miss when he went back home.
By Clementine Lips7 years ago in Filthy
Boys, Boys, Boys
I was so drunk I could barely walk in a straight line. We had arranged for a girls night out; let’s get drunk, and forget about our stupid bosses, our annoying flatmates, our parents, or whatever was bringing each of us down every day. But I had gone way too far, and now I didn’t even know where my friends were.
By Clementine Lips7 years ago in Filthy
Sleepless Phanfic
Another night where Dan couldn't sleep. Usually, nocturnal browsing would help the brownie-colored Hobbit-haired boy, but that was when he kept his heart silent from his roommate. He walked over to the other bedroom while doing his best to keep his back as close to the wall as possible. He slowly opened the door while keeping his fear of the dark out of focus, as he finally entered the bedroom, he closed the door and slowly walked over to the bed to tap his lover's shoulder. The older roommate woke up and drowsily looked up at Dan.
By Monique Star7 years ago in Filthy
Banana Pancakes
She had become a regular at the coffee shop. In a neighborhood showcasing a variety of brews, the dark hardwood floor and antique seating must have drawn her in. I found myself memorizing each one of her orders, hoping for the day she'd look to me and say "give me the usual." It wasn't enough to simply serve her. She had to taste my worship in the foam of her latte; in the crumb of her cupcake. I had to take my time with every aspect, the same way I had longed to do with her.
By Mister Black7 years ago in Filthy
The Therapy Appointment, Part 2
She walked over to him and stared at him with a dominating glare. Standing over him, she firmly stated, “Now we need to address some other issues such as the lateness of your appointment last month and the couch and dick conversation, shall we? Follow me.”
By Reaux Tinkleflower7 years ago in Filthy
