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Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
This Is You
A knock on the door woke me up from my deep sleep. The thunder was loud outside, the rain was pouring, sliding down the windows. It soothed me. Relaxed the tension in my shoulders and mind. But it was also a constant reminder of the person I used to be. A storm-filled monster ready to drown anyone who dared to make me feel something other than him.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Halloween Carnival Series: The Carousel
With five minutes until the clock hit one in the morning, she still hadn't shown up. She was the only reason why I kept showing up for work at this stupid amusement park every October. It wasn't for the pay, that was for sure.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Smoking Mirrors
The humidity inside the pyramids was excruciating, but this was her last one. One more artifact, and she could go home, where her soft mattress was waiting for her. Claire stepped through the incredibly small room where the artifact stood in a glass container. The royal cup belonged to one of the most well-known and powerful pharaohs, Osiris. He was also known as the lord of the dead.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Valentine's Night
The hour was late when she stepped into the empty train car. Or, at least, she thought it was empty. The sound of someone clearing their throat caused her to look to her right as she sat down, crossing her legs. She saw him sitting a couple of feet away from her, his hands relaxed on his dark jeans. He was wearing a black leather jacket and dark sunglasses that covered his eyes, but for some reason, she knew he was watching her. She spent the first twenty minutes of her train ride getting lost in her novel. Random strangers entered and exited in between stops, leaving them alone once again. The train started moving again, only to come to a screeching halt. The voice in the intercom filled her ears, informing her that they were having some technical difficulties and to not panic. The train should be moving soon. She sighed impatiently and returned to her novel.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
The Cowgirl: Part 2
All of the lights in her apartment were off with the exception of small white scented candles. But she smiled as she placed her black stilettos on the floor and followed the path filled with yellow tulip petals, her feet stepping on the comfortable fabric of the carpet.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
The Cowgirl
The charity event was starting to get dull. Everyone was either sitting on the sidelines and looking around awkwardly, or just simply pretending to laugh at some joke with a glass of champagne in their hands. This clearly wasn't her scene and she contemplated on coming up with an excuse to leave early. But she was the primary organizer for tonight, and she needed to stay. Maybe some fresh air would do her some good.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Dominance
“Kneel. Keep your back straight and your knees apart. Hold that position, pet.” Issac spoke with a husky and attractive voice. Issac set his cat-like greenish yellow eyes at Julia's beautiful curvy body. Julia is a porcelain color, with long wavy raven colored hair. Her eyes were catching glimpses of her master, Issac, she was staring at his beautiful features. His cheek bones were high, his facial structure was chiseled, and his jaw square. Issac was beautiful, and so was Julia but she never felt that way. Issac took his shirt off and walked around Julia still obeying, which made his cock twitch seeing her in the lingerie he picked for her. Julia looked at his sculpted, chiseled body while he walked around her, he lifted her chin which allowed her to see his messy wet hair cover a little bit of his face. They had the look of goddesses/gods, their skin like the earth and eyes that held sunlight when together. “Tell me what you’re thinking right now." Issac demanded her while looking into her large beady topaz eyes. “I can’t stop thinking about your cock inside of me.” Julia spoke softly with a lustful grin on her face. “Fuck yourself on your fingers for me.” She spread her legs and caressed her clit through her red lace thongs, not allowing Issac to see her pussy, however the red material was soaked after a while and her moans made Issac's cock twitch. "On the couch, spread em." Issac growled which made Julia do as he said. Issac slid her thong to the side and shoved his long tongue deep inside of her pussy, circling along her soaked walls engulfing his tongues presence. Julia has her back arched grinding on his face. Issac gets up after her waves of orgasms are finished and she can see his cock twitching in his pants. Julia unbuckles his pants and holds his large, rock hard cock in her small and manicured hands. Julia licks from the bottom to the top using the very tip of her tongue. Issac tugs her hair and shoves his cock deeper into her mouth. "Your mouth feels so tight around my cock.." He moans. Julia puts the full length down her throat hearing his moaning grow more intense, warm silk slides down her throat. Issac puts Julia onto the bed and her legs spread, he caresses his hand in between her thighs. Julia's eyes were clamped shut and her head was tossed back against the pillow. She bit her lip as he shoved his fingers into her soaking pussy and angled them. “Oh fuck!” She moaned and Issac continued pumping his fingers into her wet pussy, feeling euphoria hit her as she reached her peak. “Fuck Issac…” She moaned his name as she came, a shiver running down her spine. His fingers were pumping into Julia faster and faster. Issac was laying above her, whispering dirty words into her ear as he praises her for cumming. He would call Julia his good girl and tell her how proud he was of her. Once she had calmed down a little, he started all over. His tongue wrapped around her nipple and he would start sucking. He would stare right at her, tasting her beautiful porcelain soft skin. His hands ran back up her thighs and then they gripped her ass. He pulled her to him, pressing his cock against her stomach. Julia wrapped her legs around his waist as he centered himself. Sliding in slowly she gasped as she gripped his back before she let out a moan closing her eyes. Issac's pace quickens, each thrust hitting her G-spot over and over; hearing his moans caused her to moan louder. Her nails raked his back at each thrust before finally climaxing together one final time.
By Hayven Marie8 years ago in Filthy
Making Love in His Office
I felt his hands begin to caress my ass as he planted soft kisses on my neck. “Chris not right now, my pussy is still thumping from earlier. Plus I’m still pissed the fuck off.” I let out a soft moan as he took one hand from around my waist and rubbed it up my thigh.
By Sassy Spence8 years ago in Filthy
Her Lips on Mine
It all started with a kiss. We were laying down on my bed looking at each other. We started laughing, because we both wanted to do it, we just didn't want to go first. That's when I leaned in and you came closer. I felt your breath on my face. Your lips were so close, I could feel the heat from them. How can I feel this way about you?
By Iris Martinez8 years ago in Filthy
Red Pumps and Zebra Stripes
McKenzie wore a see-through zebra striped teddy. It clung to her body as if it was made out of rubber bands. She looked sexy from her head, down to her red high heels. I looked at her face, which read confusion. I threw my hand up and motioned for her to come to me.
By Sassy Spence8 years ago in Filthy
