erotic

Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.

POV: My partner's redhead daughter
The boardroom is designed to make a statement. Black marble and polished steel dominate the space, reflecting every ray of light that enters through the windows that reveal a wide and electrifying view of the city. From here, the horizon seems to extend infinitely, as if it could be encompassed with a single glance. The lighting, measured to the detail, projects soft shadows on the long table that occupies the center of the place, an altar of decisions where every detail screams power and control.
By Real Erotic Storiesabout a year ago in Filthy
The Honeypot Leaks: A Doggy Style Fantasy
As I stepped into the dimly lit room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation. The air was thick with tension, and I could sense the honeypot leaks of desire emanating from the beautiful woman standing before me. Her eyes locked onto mine, and I knew that we were about to embark on a journey of erotic exploration, one that would take us to the depths of our desires.
By Omasanjuwa Ogharandukunabout a year ago in Filthy
Midnight Masturbation. Content Warning.
I often masturbate alone at night, as my boyfriend and I haven't been having much sex lately. Generally, I wait until he's asleep, and tonight was no different. He took his sleeping meds, we said our goodnights, and he rolled over. Thankfully, he was one to fall asleep fast. I waited a few minutes until I could hear him snoring, then reached over to my night stand, and pulled out my favorite toy.
By Alex Manegardenabout a year ago in Filthy
Honeysuckle
Tonight was eerily quiet, all that was to be heard was the occasional tree branch sweeping across the window in the wind and the sound of my own breath. It had been one of those evenings where all felt peaceful but that something was missing, I couldn’t quite place what that was ; it was a rather empty feeling that lingered. I let my head fall back onto the back of the chair, cradling the wine glass in my hands, my fingers delicately wrapped around it. My mouth emitting a heavy, fed up sigh; work had been tedious and had completely drained me today. I couldn't stop thinking about the copious amounts of emails I had to sift through on Monday, along with the brief for the company project I had to write up, all the phone calls and the board meetings I had to arrange and attend.
By myhoneyedwordsabout a year ago in Filthy
Total Control
I took three deep breaths before I knocked on Mr. Thomas’ door. I would have ran, but it was raining, and I wore heels so I’d look sexy.
By Asrai Devinabout a year ago in Filthy
I tried a good yogurt in a Chinese restaurant
-From what I'm going to tell you, you might think I'm a slut, a slut, or worse, a whore, and the thing that makes me different from those who advertise in the newspapers is that they get paid and I don't. I don't care what you think. I'm not going to change my attitude, or stop behaving the way I do, or stop enjoying a good time with someone when I feel like having sex.
By Real Erotic Storiesabout a year ago in Filthy
Soul Mate
SOUL MATE His passion is unmatchable…. He awakens every desire in my body sending flames through my skin with every touch… even touching his hand sends fire to my loins and I burn for him… I crave him… I contain myself day in and day out awaiting his next touch… our days are filled with flirtatious innuendos, enticing each other to succumb to our passion…
By Robin Tranquilabout a year ago in Filthy
Friends at the Cottage, Part I
Let me set the scene. Two couples, mid twenties, on holiday at a rented cottage in the countryside. This was our third group holiday, and after two years at resorts in Tenerife, we’d decided to try somewhere closer to home, which is how we came to be spending a week in a remote corner of Wales.
By CR Baxterabout a year ago in Filthy
Punished by Desire: The Price of Jealousy
I am not a jealous person. My husband knows he has it good, but his younger co-worker flirting with him at the office party had my skin crawling, a flush of green on my cheeks.
By Asrai Devinabout a year ago in Filthy
Getting The Grade Part Three: Got To Put In Work
“Damn you are a good cock sucker!” Daniel said. I had tried to get out of sucking his shriveled tiny cock, but he had forced me. I wasn’t giving it my all, as the only person that got my best was Jerome.
By Alexander Martinabout a year ago in Filthy
The van. Content Warning.
With a grunt and a rather strong squeeze the man who had me fucked came in the condom while licking my neck. Standing with me leaning against a tree, he moved his hand to my big cock without taking his out and, already horny as hell, I came as soon as he touched me. " Ohhh !" I conceded, splashing milk on the trunk in front of me . While his interesting clapper escaped from my little anus, still in my half-crouched position, he cleaned the excess lube from my buttocks and the milk that adorned my penis. I turned around to see how he removed the condom and proceeded to clean himself as well. Of course, I replaced his hand with mine, taking the kitchen paper and took the opportunity to start a handjob helped by some licks in case that would revive me. But the result did not seem very encouraging, helped, perhaps, by the fact that the man had to leave. I made a mental note of the vehicle that housed the suggestive cock and we said goodbye. Once in my car, I cleaned myself up a bit better with my scented wipes as I watched the Ford Focus drive away. Anyway, while I was re-inserting the medium plug in my ass , I realized that I was still in bitch mode. Thinking about who could possibly satisfy my cravings for cock at that hour, I was about to start the car and leave when it appeared.
By Real Erotic Storiesabout a year ago in Filthy
The beast on the hood. Content Warning.
Ana Sofia Salinas was not used to hearing “no.” She had built an empire in the tech industry with a mix of ambition, talent and a charm that baffled rivals and allies alike. Her heels clicked like an authoritative metronome in boardrooms, where men with years of experience trembled under her sharp gaze.
By Real Erotic Storiesabout a year ago in Filthy