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The Orgasms She Needed
Kara knew the death of her husband was a new chance for her. She was forced into the marriage, by her parents, when she was 16. Now she was 30. She was still young and the man she really loved was in the next town over. Kara knew that Mark felt the same, but they hadn't spoken in the 14 years she was married, but the looks said it all. There were several nights she could see him outside her window touching himself. She would be lying to herself if she said she didn't tease him while she was staring down at him, by playing with her tits in the window. Thinking about this made her super wet. She must have him.
By Crystal Nicole8 years ago in Filthy
He Knows What I Like
I can feel his breath on the back of my neck, waking me from a deep sleep. His hand starts to glide up my leg and I can feel his hard cock press up against me. My nipples start to harden. I always loved being woken up this way. It helped me see his desire for me.
By Crystal Nicole8 years ago in Filthy
Arya's Song: Chapters 1 & 2
Arya's Song Chapter 1 The sound of the crash played over and over in my mind. I could still hear Arya’s horrific scream and see the flash of the other car in front of me. It seemed to play over and over in my mind until I finally woke up.
By Crystal Nicole8 years ago in Filthy
All the Colors of Sin - Rose
When just a little can be too much. You have to understand, I could only do this to Alice because she’s so beautiful. A heartbreaker. The sort of woman you see at a restaurant and your date pales by comparison. Your whole evening just seems dulled because you’re not with Alice, you’re with Sarah from accounts. It’s a form of beauty that doesn’t need to be touched, just looked at. Though normally we touch a lot, kissing, screwing, you name it. Our sex life was still at the stage of experimenting when we were in the sack and texting each other when we were stuck at work. Usually about what we wanted to do to each other the next time we got our clothes off.
By James Missaglia8 years ago in Filthy
Sins of the Flesh
"My cock is out." I release my held in breath. I am so relieved your cock is there for me, ready for my touch when I need to do it the most. As my fingertips caress the head, tension falls away, and I submit to my great need to lick and suck your cock; worship your cock.
By LP Steinbeck8 years ago in Filthy
What's Your Fantasy?
Skin tingling to the point of explosion. He stared at her from across the room, looking at her long curly hair. Her caramel skin and freckles. God, why is she so tempting? He imagined sliding his hand up her dress. Imagined his fingers touching her inner lips and it being so wet that it drips from his fingers. He imagined being on top of her going so deep he can feel her soul.
By Lola Williams8 years ago in Filthy
Taurus + Libra Sexual Smut — Tinder Hookup
This is a continuation of my previous story, "I Can't Get Over My Tinder Hookup" where I described the beginning of a date that I'll remember for the rest of my life. Just to recap, I left off at my hot Shawn Mendes/Taylor Lautner hybrid Tinder date Netflix and chilling with me at my house. The sexual tension was gradually but passionately building as we started watching New Girl on Netflix. We were on my bed and he sat on my right when he smoothly put his arm around my waist and then proceeded to go a little lower. Damn. He skipped the shoulder and went straight for my ass. He traced his finger in no particular shape on the curves of my ass. I could feel myself getting wetter by the second.
By Ankita Upadhyay8 years ago in Filthy
