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I Really! Like Her
Once upon a time I was going to the local coffee café to sit and write my thoughts on my tablet as I wanted to write a book at some point. The café was bohemian in style and the energy was abundant. Most of the time I would see Kyra. She worked in the café and had this energy that rubbed off on all the patrons of the store. She was beautiful. She had a pretty body with those perfect curves and long legs that wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t help but stare sometimes. I was in lust. Her eyes were a hauntingly green and gray color, her long hair was a dark reddish brown. She had the perfect olive skin that looked so soft. This woman was just so beautiful. I would sometimes stare at her wondering what she looked like underneath her clothing, and then looked away if she eyed me looking at her. I think she noticed. I always had a big grin when I saw her. When she walked by me, I would smell the air… her scent lingered as did her aura. I could tell she had this beautiful aura around her. Sometimes she would sit and talk to me for a bit and I would get chills at times when she walked by or sat and talked with me for a bit. Turned out she owned the coffee café that I so happily sat in day after day. She was something special. I needed to know her more but it would not be for a while but oh, how I wanted to know her, inside and out.
By Jana Muse7 years ago in Filthy
Dad's Friend
Ashley went to college two provinces over. She found out she had "reading week" coming up. Reading week was a full week off school to catch up on assignments and study for midterm exams.
By victoria m7 years ago in Filthy
Should I Wake Her?
I've been asking myself that question since she fell asleep in the first place. My girlfriend had gone to sleep at 8:30pm on a Friday! I know she works hard, but all week I've been wanting sex and I thought tonight would be the night I received sex.
By T.C. Bosarge7 years ago in Filthy
Sexy Chocolate P***y!
Her name is Queen and as royal as her name sounds is exactly how she moves. A DON'T TOUCH ME UNLESS YOU'RE WORTHY vibe rolls with her thick thighs as she moves through the streets and you'd better come correct when approaching her because she has some particular rules that you must abide by. How did these rules come about and what exactly does her rule book say? Let me tell you a little story before we get into all of that.
By Kai Storm7 years ago in Filthy
Coffee Shop Guy [Part 1]
A basic background story about my life: I graduated from university; the longest four years of my life, and everyone who graduates and goes out into the financially driven world; I got hit with multiple rejection and unemployment. I was applying everywhere and anywhere just to get a stable job, something that will give me money regularly so I did not have to live off my cousin. I had absolutely no luck in obtaining a job in my field, so I decided it was time to get a part-time job or casual jobs.
By victoria m7 years ago in Filthy
Fire and Ice
I was lost in his lips. They were so soft. Their smoothness was pressed firmly to mine. My mind was going blank. I couldn't think of anything aside from how they felt. My heart was racing. I was positive he could feel it thunking against my ribs. He brought his hand to the back of my head, tangling his fingers in my hair. He pressed his face even harder to mine. When I felt his tongue against my lips, I opened and accepted it eagerly. He tasted like a slice of Heaven.
By Kyler Richards7 years ago in Filthy
Number One
I have never really sat down and written anything without specific direction. I’ve heard that old trope that you should ‘write about what you know,’ so, without further ado, I present to you, a selection of strangers that never asked for this, a series about the most amusing sexual encounters that I have had, in my short 32 years.
By D H7 years ago in Filthy
To the Edge and Beyond
Tied to a chair and fully clothed you sit awaiting my return, but you can see nothing as not only are you blindfolded, but there are no lights on in the room to begin with. You hear the door handle turn and then followed by the clacking of heels on the floor. They get louder and you know that your temptress is approaching you. Your body fills with excitement with all the possibilities my presence brings.
By Summer Dream7 years ago in Filthy
Coffee Shop Guy [Part 2]
He parked really close to the house, as he looked at me and said, “Would you like to go in?” I said yes and began to go up the stairs near the door. The front door was unlocked, as we got into the house, it reeked of alcohol and weed, there must have been a recent party. I anticipated the house to have a creepy—spirit like vibe to it but it wasn't there.
By victoria m7 years ago in Filthy
Coffee Shop Guy [Part 3]
I nodded and opened my mouth as big as it could open and he slowly shoved the head of his cock in. I began to lick it up and down, side to side, teasing him a little. As I took my hand, cupped his shaved balls, and began to play with them, he slowly inserted the rest into my mouth.
By victoria m7 years ago in Filthy
Amycidal: Origins, Part One
My stepfather never asked me to do anything. “Amy! Mow the lawn!” No, demands and orders were much more his style. “Why can’t one of the boys do it?”
By Keri Kroese7 years ago in Filthy
The Breakthrough
The pain of losing someone you thought would never leave you is an unbearable pain. We have been together for two years now, but six months ago, he left me. He chose to join the US Marine Corps on April 10th of 2018. From the first day that I met him, I knew that he was going to do everything in his power to become a Marine. At the beginning of our relationship, I never in a million years, would have thought that I would be in a military relationship. I didn't, I don't believe in long distance relationships, but when I met him, none of that mattered. I knew deep down that all I wanted was to be with him, no matter how much our lifestyle would hurt me.
By Charlee Love7 years ago in Filthy