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Down Payment: I Just Landed a Hot Property & the Hot Piece of Tail That Sold It to Me. Content Warning.
Man, I love my life! I just purchased the house of my dreams and the realtor came with it. And when I tell you she came, she came everywhere. I had that pussy flowing like the Pacific Ocean and I sailed my yacht-sized schlong inside her river.
By Digital_FootPrint1212about a year ago in Filthy
Creative OnlyFans Content Ideas to Boost Your Engagement and Success
Sure, you’ve seen people posting all kinds of things, from everyday snapshots to more intimate moments, but how do you make your content stand out? One key is keeping things interesting, fresh, and tailored to your audience.
By creatorsklubabout a year ago in Filthy
The Siren's Noose*
Maria lay strapped to the interrogation couch, her naked body tense and trembling. Her olive skin glistened under the harsh lights of the Orb’s interrogation cell, her curves displayed against the cold, white surface of the machine. The couch was tilted back at a 45-degree angle, and though her head was supported, the rest of her body was painfully exposed. Her arms were tightly secured at her sides, but her legs were held wide apart by metal clamps. She was creating a Y shape, her groin exposed. Every instinct told her to close her thighs, to shield her sex organs. She tested the bonds again, her muscles straining as she tugged with her arms, her thighs trembling as she tried to pull her legs together. But the restraints only dug deeper into her skin, reminding her of how helpless she was. She looked magnificent, her figure perfect, but it didn’t matter. This vulnerability terrified her.
By James Missagliaabout a year ago in Filthy
A Girl's Night Out. Content Warning.
The wooden walls of the bar were literally vibrating with the music, a primal beat that made you want to sway, to give in to the heat of the night. The dance floor was packed, the air was humid, and electric. Brazil isn’t a cool country and tonight was all about sweat and drums.
By James Missagliaabout a year ago in Filthy
Old Friends 4. Content Warning.
It was the morning of a summer day and the weather had finally cooled down. Alan could not be any more happier. After waking up he received a text message from another former classmate, Paige. They had only one class together but they interacted more often than not outside of class and thought she was cute. He thought many of the girls he had class with were cute. Anyway the last time he saw her was during his second year in college and it was her first. He was a year ahead of her. He had read the text and it said “hey there, want to come over for some mid afternoon love?” he knew that meant she wanted to fuck him after all those years. He responded with a text “sure i got to get dressed first.” After taking a quick shower, eating breakfast and getting dressed, he heads out to see Paige. He took a taxi all the way across town to her house. Upon paying the driver, Alan went to the porch of the house and rang on the doorbell. Paige opens the door allowing him in. He sees that she is wearing a long yellow sundress as the weather was much cooler that day. He followed her into the living room and saw how nice it looked. She still sported her perfect long brunette curly hair and she was much curvier than the last time Alan saw her. At that moment he was starting to feel a large erection through his loose jeans and Paige noticed that it kept twitching every time he was looking at her. “Looks like someone’s really happy to see me today” she said, teasing him. “Very much,” he replied nervously. Paige walks over to him and they kiss. While they are doing so she feels his large and hard dick and unzips his jeans. She realized that he was not wearing any boxers underneath his jeans. She was mainly amazed at the size of his erection and started to play with it. She then puts the tip in her mouth as it was throbbing. She quickly pulls it out and says “Maybe you could bust it on my face. Just not my glasses.” Alan then removes the rest of his clothes except his socks for some reason. Paige lifts up her summer dress and throws it to the side. She was standing in just her white cotton panties and Alan saw how huge her titties are. Both completely naked, they move on the living room couch as Alan laid there and Paige being on top of him. As Paige pulls her panties aside Alan slowly places his still hard erection in her now moist pussy and she begins riding him. Her legs were laying on top of his and he was holding onto her thick hips with her shapely meaty ass grinding on him. As she continued to ride on him, her triple d cups were bouncing towards his face. She was moaning loudly and shouting “I always wanted this.” She then realized he might cum soon and bust a whole load on her panties. She figured that he was throbbing so much that he was ready to cum. After ten minutes, he then pulls out with Paige climbing off of him and kneeling by the front of the couch. Alan then stands up in front of Paige, busting a huge load on her face, missing her glasses. He quickly cums again, this time being all over her big tits. Alan sits on the couch, breathing heavily after doing it twice. Paige gets up too and kisses him. She then goes to get some towels for them to clean themselves with. She puts her sundress back on as Alan does the same with his clothes too.
By Forest Greenabout a year ago in Filthy
Old Friends 3. Content Warning.
In the middle of summer, Chaney met up with former classmate Kayla at the mall. She noticed how slightly different she looked after the past seven years. Kayla had dyed her black hair purple while Chaney had hers braided into locks.
By Forest Greenabout a year ago in Filthy
A Hot Day in Tuscany
It was a hot day in Tuscany. Karla gripped the wheel of her sleek sports car as it wound through the sun-dappled mountain roads of Italy. Her foot had the accelerator hard to the floor. The curves were thrilling, the wind rushing over her face, her hair slipping loose from her Hermes carf. She felt utterly free, intoxicated by the rolling hills and the glimmering villages that nestled in the far distance, fading into pastel colours.
By James Missagliaabout a year ago in Filthy








