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Playing With Fire Pt. 2
Amber and Justin went outside to smoke and calm down. They talked for a bit while they sat on the porch of her four-bedroom rental home, but she knew if they went back in and got on that couch things were likely to get hot and heavy again. Plus, it was really late or early, and Amber had to work tomorrow. Amber and Justin shared one more hot kiss and she sent him on his way. She sat down on the couch still dripping wet from their make out session and she had to do something about it. Whoever said women don’t get blue balls was an idiot. If she didn’t take care of this right now she’d be a wet mess all night and half the day tomorrow. She dipped her fingers in the puddle of lustful wanting that Justin left between her legs and before his headlights left the window, she imagined his face between her thighs and made herself orgasm. It wasn’t enough, of course; she probably could have cum three or more times, she was still so turned on. She hoped that would tide her over until the next time he came over.
By Evelyn Rose8 years ago in Filthy
11:11
The number eleven used to be an omen of sorts to me. Until I met you. Now let me start at the beginning. Maybe then you'll understand why I'm thinking about exiting your life for good this time.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
I Needed Him
I was so horny. And just looking at him was making it worse. Arguing about sex a little made me wetter. It was dripping down my leg by the time I got my underwear off. He reeeeeaaaaally wanted to have sex with me and that boosted up my confidence hella high.
By Anne Noble8 years ago in Filthy
Brittany's Secret (Part Flash Fiction, Part Movie Script)
After waking up on an old white couch, Brittany quickly noticed that her short black party dress was hiked up, and that there were no panties on underneath. She was confused, so she sat up on the couch to recollect her thoughts and shake off the daze.
By Robin Brooks8 years ago in Filthy
Playing With Fire
He slid his calloused hand up her cheek 'til her ear was between his thumb and forefinger and he leaned in for a kiss. His intensity was like a blazing fire, so she matched it with hers. This was going to be dangerous, she could already tell but she didn’t care. She was making him completely obsessed with her. She was toying with a power she didn’t quite understand. Their lips met and he gently licked her tongue with his full luscious tongue. Their lips closed at the same time but remained pressed together. As they opened their mouths their tongues met again and went deeper. He kissed her slow but deeper still each time their mouths reopened. She responded in kind until she gently drug his lower lip between her teeth letting him know she liked it soft and rough at the same time. He pulled her closer and made a low guttural moan under his breath. They were laying on her couch facing one another pressed together with their legs intertwined. Tangled up together like this it was hard to tell when she stopped and he began. The anticipation built to the point that Justin had to pull away and take a breath.
By Evelyn Rose8 years ago in Filthy
The Magic of a Tongue Ring
It was a bright and summer warm day that led to a crisp dark night. My friends and I decided to go to our local skating rink; I mean hell, there’s not much more to do in our small town. The rink was basically the only fun thing we had close so everyone in town gathered there on Friday nights. So, the five of us got ready, wearing our tight, low-rise jeans and small tank tops that showed our belly button ring crystals hanging out. We really had only had one thing on our mind, which was have fun and find a summer fling!
By Dolly Mae8 years ago in Filthy
Forever Daring
Vana has always been one to try new things. She was daring in almost all that she did. From her nails and her hair to the lipstick that coated her lips. She dared life. But one particular interest she rarely acted on was one she always knew was there. It was more like a wanting sitting deep in the pit of her stomach, occasionally trying to serenade her into giving into temptation. She could be anywhere. Drinking coffee in a café or flipping through stiff pages of a book rarely opened at her local Barnes & Noble. But she would always end up glancing at the attractive girl in the corner. One with a bright face and sweet smile. She would fight her wandering eye but most days she would lose that battle. She would find herself biting her lip as the attractive stranger she could never keep her eye off of glanced back. Vana's heart would skip a beat at the thought of how that woman's hands may feel on her waist, holding the curve of her hips and dipping her fingers down to a sweet place where...
By Bri Price8 years ago in Filthy
Playing Innocence (Part 1)
She likes to play innocent; like she has no experience. But she does. More than most. When she meets a new guy, she plays it cool. She flirts, shyly at first, but seemingly becomes better at it as the night goes on. She lures in whoever she sets herself on. Tonight it is a tall, handsome brunette. His name is Jeffery. Getting the guy is not hard to do. She's beautiful, long hair down to her ass: perfect for being grabbed and pulled when she gets the man into bed. She has her hair a different color almost every month. Tonight she has a fresh color: silver. As Jeffery begins to fall for this innocent act she has begun playing, she allows him to take her home. This is all part of her game.
By Ma Lev8 years ago in Filthy
A TURN ON in Particular!
Does the subject matter sound weird to you? Are you unclear on the subject but have some curiosity, or are you fully committed to reading this blog because you understand exactly what I'm talking about? Either way, you're here for it, and I'm definitely going to get into it like Tammie Roman says, so let's go!
By Kai Storm8 years ago in Filthy
Diving: The Deepest Orgasm (Part Five)
In the time that had passed since Sherry last saw Charles, she had wondered if he was the mysterious man that had shown up the last time, blindfolding her, tantalizing her into submission for a sexual event that matched none of her diver's moves.
By LP Steinbeck8 years ago in Filthy
My Fruit Loops!
So there I was laying in bed all lotioned up, looking and smelling good while enjoying a bowl of fruit loops. You came into the bedroom looking for something, noticing that I had some fruit loops. You laid on the bed and started asking for some. I told you no because these were my fruit loops that I bought. This pissed you off but I didn’t care, I was going to enjoy my fruit loops, watch a little TV, and then go to sleep. I had work in the morning and I was tired. You started undressing right in front of me, setting a wildfire through my body. I always loved to watch you undress, especially when it was slow and seductive just like this. You smirked at me because you knew that I liked it, I started to feel myself get moist. I had just gotten out of the shower and I was not trying to get back in after making a mess. I got up to go into the living room before it was too late but just as I was walked by, you threw me onto the bed and jumped on top of me. You looked at me with those dark brown eyes asking, "Oh, so you ain’t gone share ya lil funky ass fruit loops?" I was so turned on and before I could answer, you started to suck on my neck, making my pussy wet. "Yeah, I got something for that ass," you added.
By Kidd Bagheera8 years ago in Filthy
Short and Quick
He knew he wanted me. I could see it in his eyes. His body was just right for me. He was 6 ft 3, lean, and muscular. His blue-green eyes were perfect, his full lips that you could kiss for hours, and those arms. Those arms were what drew me in. And his body was so muscular that the outlined "V" that led me to his enormous cock was sharp and prominent.
By Crystal Nicole8 years ago in Filthy