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Taming Gregory
Most of us are tamed in childhood. That’s when all of our animal urges and appetites emerge, and are bent and conditioned and sublimated into more acceptable directions. Only the wildest ones escape being socialized and trained into acceptable manageable little human creatures. Those few become rock stars, or criminals, or bounty hunters.
By iO5 years ago in Filthy
Taming Gregory
It only takes one intriguing detail to get me curious about someone. Some little quirk makes me want to seduce them, get inside them and look around. I met Gregory at one of my shows after I interrupted a conversation he was having with a friend. I like long hair on men or women - he caught my eye.
By iO5 years ago in Filthy
Taming Gregory
I woke last night from a dream about rhythm. Sometimes I dream about flying, or singing, standing on a cliff with my voice soaring into the sky. It feels like freedom. I always wake up wishing those dreams were real.
By iO5 years ago in Filthy
Deal with the Sea Devil
For weeks after my birthday, all I could do was lounge around on the bottom of the sea, thinking about my prince. He was unlike anything I had ever heard about humans. He had been so gentle with me, even as he shoved his cock inside my pussy. His hands and mouth had given me unbelievable pleasure.
By Amora Jones5 years ago in Filthy
I Would Destroy This World For You - Chapter 2
Rand sat on the couch of the house he shared with his sister and brother, his cellphone sitting on the glass coffee table in front of him. It had been hours since Marcus had told him he was going to speak with his brother regarding Reese's whereabouts, he said he would call him as soon as he knew anything. That was at eight this morning, it was now three in the afternoon. Rand was beyond worried. What if Anthony had done something to Marcus? Without knowing where he was, there was nothing Rand and his sister could do. A cup of hot green tea was set in front of him, causing Rand to break from his concern for a moment and look up. Rayven looked back at him, her mismatched blue and brown eyes looking back at him softly.
By Wakane Ebonheart5 years ago in Filthy
Blackmailing the Maid 3
Damien looked completely shaken and Emily knew he was torturing himself again. She crawled on top of him and cupped his face with her hands. "I'm all right, Damien, I promise."
By Amora Jones5 years ago in Filthy
The First Night..
It's late as the black Escalade pulls up to the large two-story building. He arrived at a well-known nightclub a few miles out of town. His hair was professionally styled with the scent of Domain on his suit. His dark.. black.. matte suit, accompanied by a new depth of grey trim on the cuffs.
By SS5 years ago in Filthy
Survival of the Smoothest
The bed squeaks are drowned by the moans and hisses of a passionate night. What made us human stayed out of the room as we let our most primate instincts take over us. We came into the room ripping our clothes off and catching our breaths as we clumsily made our way to the bed. And it was in this moment, this crucial moment to my performance, in which I decided to pull away and apply the brakes. She seemed confused and crazed altogether. She lunged for more. I was the fire, and she was the moth.
By Jose Duron5 years ago in Filthy
Sexual Surrealism: The Erect Chin-Penis
We imagine the worlds crazy people invent are not real. In this, our understanding of 'sane' may be an inaccurate perception of reality. Surreal places exists, with or without mental illness, with or without lovely hallucinogenic chemical compounds. In dreams, our minds visit places where laws of physics and norms of human behavior have little to do with our daily waking reality. Really smart guys like, Jung attempted to read dreams, like Joseph wearing his long coat of many colors. (The smartest thing Jung ever did was to set himself up as a scientific, 20th Century Joseph! Hundreds of thousands of dollars can be made from desperate people! Entire professions can spring into existence!)
By Roscoe Forthright5 years ago in Filthy
My hidden secrets part 2
The smell of smoke and overwhelming cheap perfume was in the air, i wish the other girls would do all this outside or at home. I rested my head in my hands trying to sooth my head ache from the fumes and noise. A last minuet whisper sneaked into my ears "stock room, come" her footsteps carried on while I debated it. Before I knew my legs kicked in for me, these days my heart and head just were not compatible. I watched my back before sliding into the stock room and letting every disgusting thought about myself go.
By Sophie larissa5 years ago in Filthy
Her Heart Beats Below the Waist
She was at home all day, waiting for him. He went out to celebrate a friend’s birthday. Her body craved him in ways that she could not control. His dick needed to be inside of her, and her body craved the warmth of his domineering figure. She tried to sleep it off, but the lust inside of her would not subside. Not until her body had meshed with his. Not before she was able to feel his dick excavating her warm and convulsing pussy.
By Rhea Rose 5 years ago in Filthy
LOVE & LOYALTY
Both men looked at each other in quick confusion. "He must have had a bad mix of drinks cause he was already sick and throwing up and left." Carmello was always a quick thinker. Anthony used to joke about him being a "ballerina" because he was always on his toes!
By Alicia Fisher5 years ago in Filthy