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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Horny Mumma
Bronte admired her figure in the bathroom’s full length mirror. The maternity lingerie supported her full breasts, already producing the colostrum ready for her baby’s imminent arrival into the world. The underwear wrapped around her buttocks and lower tummy comfortably. The set made Bronte feel even more the amazing goddess than she had felt already. The first few months had been difficult as morning sickness and constant fatigue wracked her body, making anything other than sleeping difficult; but since the beginning of that magical second trimester Bronte had felt an energy and glow about herself, a sense of awe at the amazing ability of her body to create life. And to her husband’s pleasure, her libido had increased when so many warned it would fade.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Bath Date
The water was warm around Sasha’s body. She sighed, inhaling the rose scented steam escaping from the bubbles. She listened for the crunch of tyres on gravel, a key turned in a lock, familiar footsteps across the floorboards. He was late… or perhaps she was early. She shrugged. She couldn’t remember exactly whether she’d said 7 or 7:30, but once the tub was full of bubbles she hadn’t wanted to waste them, waiting only long enough to pour two glasses of bubbles of the alcoholic variety before removing her clothes and sliding into the luxuriating warmth.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
I hate you. I love you
www.laviniadasani.com This short story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to names, characters, actual persons, living or dead, places, locales or incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are purely used fictitiously. To the extent that the covers and pictures go, models and free pictures websites were used.
By Lady Lavinia Dasani5 years ago in Filthy
His Savior, Her Sin Part 1
Chapter 1 Ten years ago... It was a cool, calm night in the middle of October. The leaves were falling from the trees that surrounded the small town of Mythrest. My father and I had just gotten home from the workshop along with my uncle Axis, who was my mother’s brother. We had just sat down for dinner. My mother sat across from me as she filled my plate with food. I had just opened my mouth to take a bite when the four of us heard a woman scream.
By Gabriella White5 years ago in Filthy
