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Kadie's Fantasies (4)
(No sex in this chapter—just backstory and stuff. Short chapter.) Kadie felt her stomach rumble as she left the room, and she decided to look for a kitchen. She didn't know where she was going, but she knew she smelled a delicious aroma coming from the left of the stairs. Kadie made her way, following the smell and ignoring the fact that her appearance was still strewn from her... punishment. She eventually found the source of the smell and stopped at the entrance of a huge kitchen... full of girls. There were so many of them. Kadie expected four or five, but there were at least double that number in here. All of them were attractive in some way, shape, or form. At least, they were to Kadie.
By Jasmin Rivas7 years ago in Filthy
Vincent
The bedside clock says Saturday, August 16, 8:00 AM. Saturday! How the hell is it Saturday?! I realize where I am. The massive bed, naked... I'm still at Vincent's penthouse! I look for my clothes in the pile only to realize that the pile is gone. The door opens. It's Vincent, hot, debonair, dawned in black silk pajama pants and nothing else. All I want to do is get back in bed with him. I shake the thought out of my head.
By Jennifer Cypert7 years ago in Filthy
Guitar Strings
There was something beautiful and unexpected about this girl who worked every day in the same old shop, in the same old town, in a city she knew like the back of her hand. It’s not every day you find something that’s powerful, thirsty, and desperate to the point where you literally drop everything you’re doing because the thought of not having it breaks your heart and soul into a thousand tiny little pieces.
By . Valentine .7 years ago in Filthy
Kadie's Fantasies (Pt. 3)
Trigger Warning! Scenes mentioning Rape and violence involved. "Now." Damien said, as they entered a room. "I was in a meeting, and I left because we closed the deal early. I went to check on my new girl, only to find her in the arms of my brother. So, can you please explain what happened, little one? Did he force you?"
By Jasmin Rivas7 years ago in Filthy
Playful Seduction
Before he even gets in the bed I can smell him. That scent consumes my entire body and my mind. There is nothing like the smell of a man after a shower and some of that manly, man cologne. But tonight it’s not just any cologne, it’s Dolce and Gabanna Light Blue; delish!
By Charisma Dawn7 years ago in Filthy
Vincent
"I know your clit is a swelled flower, growing in its tiny chamber. It's dancing to each stroke I make. Your flesh encircling it hugs it tight but won't for too much longer. It's blooming with each beat of your heart. Your sweet dark core is growing moist, firm, succulent, waiting...wanting... I wanted to taste you the second I saw you. I want your skin pressed around mine, edging closer and closer to the point of no return," Vincent mused out loud, a sexy, devious expression on his face.
By Jennifer Cypert7 years ago in Filthy
Kadie's Fantasies (Pt. 2)
Kadie found a variety of different items in her closet in the morning: many of which didn't fit her. They were either too small or too big. It was as if someone had bought a bunch of clothes for a girl they didn't know and shoved them in the closet, hoping for the best. Kadie had found a beautiful red dress that hugged every curve of her body, however, it was too small. The zipper didn't want to comply so she threw the dress aside and huffed.
By Jasmin Rivas7 years ago in Filthy
Kadie's Fantasies
Kadie was always a peculiar girl—this is why whenever she read a book and it said those exact words about other girls, she would set the book on fire and laugh. No, Kadie was actually peculiar. She was the kind of girl that had quiet tantrums. She preferred when others were screaming instead of herself.
By Jasmin Rivas7 years ago in Filthy
Vincent (Part 2)
Rose popped her head into your cubical to thank us for staying late to put the final touches on the presentation for tomorrow and that she was leaving, and if we needed anything, to give her a call. She winked at Vincent before she left. As soon as she was out of sight, I rolled my eyes. It was as if someone from a novel that involved spanking and wine started working for us.
By Jennifer Cypert7 years ago in Filthy
Vincent
There was a new guy that came to work in the office, Vincent, my supervisor sang. As our supervisor was introducing him, you could hear the rapid heartbeats in the silent room. No one was paying attention to what was being said. She might as well have been speaking a different language. Poor guy, he didn't stand a chance working with twenty women on one floor. He swallowed hard then smiled indulgently, while in each women's head he was the star of their fantasies. Not that I could blame them. I fell victim to his mere sight of intoxication as well. There was a glint in his eye that said everything you needed to know. He was going to enjoy his time here, for however long it was. You had to be quick enough to catch it before he blinked it away.
By Jennifer Cypert7 years ago in Filthy
Life After Love: Part 6
MARLEY Rodeos were the top priority for tourists in Texas. People from all over the fifty states, and some from all over the world came to watch the cowboys and girls ride their bulls. Ever since horsemanship and bull riding became multi-million dollar sports, people went crazy in these parts, placing bets, eating carnival food, and lets not forget the live concerts we got to experience right after the competitions.
By Sharlene Alba7 years ago in Filthy
