erotic
Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
Gregg
Gregg is sitting quietly on the end of the bench where he had been told to sit. There are other men and women doing the same. The last bench next to him is still empty, out of the darkness walks a tall man followed by a slender woman—obviously, the last to join his group.
By Chuck Morrow7 years ago in Filthy
First Time
Ginger put her curls into a ponytail in hopes that it would keep it out of her face tonight. Tonight. Her first night. Ginger giggled as a chill went up her spine and she grinned. She'd been waiting for this moment her whole life. She'd read books on it, and watched tutorials to ensure her first time wouldn't be her last.
By Jasmin Rivas7 years ago in Filthy
New Window
Pardon me for sounding crass but fuck, I'd love to fuck you without the burden of your injured heart preventing me from kissing your sharp tongue. I know you would. I know you'll hate yourself for letting a fleeting new love lead the way this time. I can't tell you how many times I've landed at a woman's feet, hoping she'd turn into the kind of woman you reveal yourself to be.
By Sharlene Alba7 years ago in Filthy
Desires Untamed
A rough breakup of 10 years and time for a fresh start. Amaris was headed for New York, for promises of a better life. Now in her early 30s and unsure about anything she knew, she was hungry for true love, self-love, and a great job that could take her to the places she dreamed of. A friend of hers for the last 25 years reached out to her at her lowest and darkest of times, and said he was there for her. He reminded her of how far she’s come and how many love her.
By Scarlett Price7 years ago in Filthy
The Guest
It’s a stormy Friday night and you’re sitting on your couch in her favorite sweats, flipping through the channels, when the power goes out. You make your way to the kitchen to find the candles. Fumbling through the kitchen, you finally find what you are looking for, two candles and a box of matches. You walk back to the living room and light a match.
By Chuck Morrow7 years ago in Filthy
One Conversation Can Change it All...
It started out like any other day. She woke up at her normal time, got dressed, and was ready to spend the day the way she does every other day: Cleaning. She had a few calls to make before she could get to the cleaning part of her day and she wanted those phone calls to last as long as possible.
By Catrina Palko7 years ago in Filthy
It Started Out with a Text Pt. 4
Jared loved hearing Megan cum and knowing it was for him... something about it just got him all the way to his core. He flipped her over and began hitting it from behind. Still dripping wet with cum, he never stopped for even a second. “Be my little cum slut!” He told her over and over as he pounded into her harder and harder. Giving her hair a nice tug he asked her who her pussy belonged to and didn’t stop until she said it belonged to him and only him.
By Catrina Palko7 years ago in Filthy
