erotic
Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
My blushing audition in the porn capital of the world.
The man in front of me leans back on a white leather sofa and smiles softly. He shakes his tattooed hand lightly, and the thick gold bracelet rattles like in a sleazy character in a bad movie. He smiles slyly, before asking me, “Do you have any problems having anal sex?”
By F.R. Gautvik2 years ago in Filthy
Dinner, Chapter 10
Emma prepared a cocktail, a concoction of sparkling citrus and vodka that she knew Lyra favoured. "Here, try this," she said, handing Lyra a glass filled with the vibrant, icy mixture. Lyra took a sip, then found herself taking another and another—each one easier and deeper than the last.
By Mercedes Chanttoo2 years ago in Filthy
A Night to Remember
Finally, she waved bye to her coworkers, clocked out, and headed home. Leah was looking forward to a quiet night. It had been a long, crappy week. She has a 6-pack chilling in the fridge and Vikings loaded for a night of bing- watching and snack food consumption.
By Magnolia Long2 years ago in Filthy
Dinner, Chapter 9
Lyra’s autoride dropped her in front of the main house, and she walked briskly towards the garden house, her heart pounding in her chest. She had left work early, unable to focus after the disastrous interaction with Mike. All she wanted was to talk to Emma, to confide in her and seek her advice. She had wanted to call or message her friend, but didn’t know where to begin. She had checked Emma's coordinates on her Swipe and saw she was still at home, but now she was at the garden house.
By Mercedes Chanttoo2 years ago in Filthy
Dinner, Chapter 8
Disclosure: AI-Generation. This story is a product of collaboration between the author and AI, serving three key roles: Writing Assistance (to refine grammar, enhance ideas, and adjust tone); Personalized Feedback (offering critique and suggestions for improving the narrative); and Visual Creation (entrusting the image generation to AI, as it lies outside my expertise). In crafting this narrative, I employed the capabilities of ChatGPT and Mistral for textual content, alongside Dall-E-3 for the visualization aspects.
By Mercedes Chanttoo2 years ago in Filthy
Heavy Hearts (p2). Content Warning.
catch up: p1 Kyla stretched as she woke up to a ticklish sensation along her neck. Seeing a flash of messy dark hair, she deduced it was Owen's lips. His stubble prickled along her skin, reminding her how titillating it felt in other places. His hands were greedy in their tentative exploration of her body.
By CT Idlehouse2 years ago in Filthy
The Time I Got Extra Credit for Screwing a MILF Teacher. Content Warning.
“Umm, excuse me, the bathroom door was closed for a reason!” Ms. Irate glares daggers at me in the bathroom mirror. Normally, I wouldn’t be sharing a hotel room with a teacher; however, due to the school’s attempts to save money, she and I are in this situation.
By Ted's Tales2 years ago in Filthy
My Busty MILF G/F and I in a Hot Tub. Content Warning.
The crisp mountain air surrounded us as we sat in the hot tub, the jets pulsing against our bodies. My girlfriend, Ms. Dubarry, was a stunning 38 year old with long flowing hair and a perfectly curved figure. I, on the other hand, was only 18 years old and felt lucky to be in her presence.
By Ted's Tales2 years ago in Filthy
Ice . Content Warning.
It was a hot summer, the kind of heat that makes you sweat even in an air-conditioned room. Dee and I had been walking around barely wearing anything for days, and this was one of those days when we didn't even try to fight keeping our hands off each other.
By Mary Magenta2 years ago in Filthy
