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Loner's Retreat: Angelina & Julie, Part 3
ANGELINA Her lips, their fullness, how her tongue felt flicking at her nub underneath the water, her smile, the way her blue eyes pulled you into her orbit refusing to let you go until she was done with you. It was all Angelina could think about for the past two days she wondered how she was going to keep it together during her birthday party tonight. Lucia and Dylan had planned the entire thing, complete with Dolly's favorite meal and dessert, even her favorite cocktails. Nothing she brought with her to the retreat seemed appropriate enough for the event and Angie sighed in frustration as she sat on the floor of their walk-in closet.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
The Man of OUR Dreams (Pt. 2)
I awoke to the voice of my best friend coming from the bedroom connected to the living room of the hotel where I had been sleep since last night. The night before we had a lingerie themed party for my best friend Jelisa’s 21st birthday. Through all the drinking, dancing, and partying the whole night was a blurred. I slowly pulled myself up on the couch into a seated position as I tried gathering my thoughts. The only thing that I could perfectly replay over and over In my head from the night before is what had happened between me and Jordan, Jelisa’s boyfriend.
By QUEEN QUEEN8 years ago in Filthy
The Proposition Pt 2
The day comes too quickly but I don't mind. I have more than enough for rent and a few other bills. I might even have some left over. I roll over to check my phone for any missed calls or messages, 4 missed calls and 2 texts from my mother, it's a slow day for her. I quickly respond back with the usual 'I'm fine' or 'I promise I will come by more'. Truth is I hate lying to my family about what I do for a living so I will not be coming by more. I put my phone back down on the table next to my bed and slide open the drawer in search of my vibrator. I find it nestled underneath the wad of cash from the mystery Subway Guy. My pussy begins to tingle at the thought of his fingers inside me, his breath on my neck, that sexy as hell confidence, it's all the inspiration I need. I pull the money out of the drawer along with the vibrator and begin straightening out the bills. They smell like him. I inhale deep, my pussy is beginning to moisten. I want his hands on me, in me, again but these wrinkled up $50's and $100's are the closest thing I have so they will have to do. I lay back and turn on my toy full speed and place it on my clit. I think of him when I close my eyes and smell him as I rub they money all over my body. My hips grind in perfect rhythm against the vibrator. My pussy is pulsing I am going to cum before long. I'm rubbing faster now, my clit is so sensitive it almost aches but I keep going. I feel a pressure building up inside me and right when I feel like I can't take it anymore, I jam the toy into my pussy. The vibrations on my cervix send me into a frenzy. I cum hard and loudly, violently shaking and constricting.
By V.E Sanders8 years ago in Filthy
Her, Her Friend, and Me!
My tongue made its way to her clit, soliciting a gorgeous gasp and shudder through her body. The warmth of being so close to her pussy, and the soft, moistness I could feel on my lips was intoxicating. The weight of her body as it was perched above my face was lovely. This was right where I wanted to be, underneath her, licking her, loving every second of it.
By Jeff Watson8 years ago in Filthy
Promiscuous 2.0
The way he looks at me, it's so irresistible. His dark brown hair, chiseled chin, and slightly noticeable muscular body had quite a few of the ladies at work swooning. As he sits across from me at the annual orientation for work, I couldn't help to notice he's been drawing miniature sketches of me, or what looked like me in very provocative poses. To my surprise I was getting turned on. Sadly the orientation was going to take the whole work day. At lunch break, him and I began to talk. I never noticed him around the company before. He's smart, sophisticated, and incredibly good looking. He started his internship a month ago in the IT division of the company, and was excelling at what he was doing that the company hired him almost instantaneously. He asked me out for dinner that evening after work, and I modestly accepted.
By Joy Ergang8 years ago in Filthy
Midnight Wishes
You know what I want … That unexplainable feeling of being embraced by you. That naughty sensation of you removing my clothes layer by layer. I like it when you do it. You save my underwear for last. I always feel like a princess when I am around you. You treat me like one. I wonder how it would feel? Placing your hand down there and touching me directly. I only get wet because of you. Even when I do it myself, I only feel it when I’m thinking about you. Your collarbone is the first part of your body that I fell in love with. Your navel, your stomach, your muscles, I have fallen in love with you once again. It scares me. No, that is not right. Rather, it really excites me. Do whatever you want to me until morning. The entrance to my palace is unlocked … I want to just close my eyes. And, I will see you in my dreams.
By Robyn Welborne8 years ago in Filthy
Redneck Pleasure
“Here” was all he sent; without a thought she was rushing to him. He was leaning on his truck peering down into all that his phone offered. She stopped for a moment to admire all that he was, before making her presence known. Upon noticing her, wearing less than she ever had in the presence of anyone else, he took her into his thin but forceful arms. He held her in a way that made her feel untouchable. He gave her a look that could turn the holiest of saints into Satan's right hand, he held her looking at her for what felt like a lifetime. In anticipation of his kiss she bit down on her soft lower lip until it split open. Just barely able to restrain herself. Finally after an eternity, his rough lips embraced hers with such strength it hurt as if he bit her, but she didn’t mind, his rough bruting passion transformed a church girl into a harlot. He slowly pulled away ready to go inside her….home, her home. She wanted him to throw her up against his truck and claim her body as his, but she pushed that thought out of her head as she bounced round quickly leading him into her room.
By Rayne Nadeau8 years ago in Filthy
The Proposition
It's cold tonight. The type of cold that creeps into your bones. The type of cold that leaves you numb for hours. I'm used to being numb, it's part of the job requirements; indulge in random stranger's fantasies, pray to God you don't catch something, and remain completely numb. No one aspires to be a hooker. It is just one of those things that happen. You're going to school, you have friends, living life, and one thing leads to another. 'My family would be so proud', I think to myself as I walk up to the beat up old van parked on the corner. The driver is a gross middle-aged man, slightly overweight, and very sweaty. Considering rent is due, I do not have the luxury of excluding any customer, no matter how repulsive he is, so after a brief exchange of terms and expectations I enter the van. We drive a few blocks away to a vacant lot, it is the spot I usually bring my Johns. He exits the driver side making his way to the rear of the van. I climb through the back, meeting him as he pulls open the sliding door. He smiles a creepy smile and enters. Like I have done countless times before, I let my mind go blank and slip into another reality as he pulls up my skirt. I have long since stopped wearing panties while I was working, it makes the process quicker and easier; in and out. He takes a few moments to apply the condom I had provided before ramming his short, fat, cock in me. When I had first started, being entered without warning would have caught me off guard but after 3 years of tricking, I am a seasoned veteran. He lays on top of me thrusting wildly and grunting, 'This shouldn't take long'. His sweaty body is sticking to me so I decide to help him along with some dirty talk. " Yeah, right there, fuck that pussy", he begins thrusting faster. " Does it feel good on your cock?" He's moaning loudly now, his hands cupping my breasts. "Cum for me!" I shout and he loses it. He rears up pulling at my nipples and climaxing loudly "TAKE THIS NUT"!!!!! And just like that, it is all over. I get up quickly after he peels himself off of me and begin fixing my hair and clothes. He fishes around for his wallet in his discarded jeans and pulls out two crisp $100 bills which he doesn't release until I "give daddy a kiss". I shove the money in my bra, pull the van door open and start the walk to the subway. I need a shower after whatever that was. It has been a good night and I am exhausted.
By V.E Sanders8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Cassian & Lucia (The Ending)
CASSIAN The silent tension surrounding Cassian and Vivian in his bed was growing thicker by the second. Vivian wasn't a confrontational woman. She liked things done quickly and efficiently, the details never mattered to her. For a while, Cassian operated the same but since he got to Loner's Retreat, something inside him rose up from the ashes, causing a shift in his dormant spirit.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Diary of the Paraphilic: Beginnings
I was young, so young, indeed! So young! But just as a fresh dream remains in the memory bank upon waking up from a good nights sleep; I can still remember the awe moment as the point of life manifested itself before me. So that's what I do with it! As I skimmed through the pornography magazine I found hidden under my parent's mattress. I looked up at my friend. He looked back at me. We smiled at each other. I wonder if he thought the same thing I thought. You're going to be the bottom. I just knew I had to convince him into letting me stick my thangy inside of him.But how? Did he want to poke me; just like I want to poke him?Maybe he wants to be poked? Yes, I bet he does want to be poked. Let's work with that idea, I thought to myself. Want to wrestle? Sure. I mounted his back and started choking him guillotine style. He rolled to his left. I lost my grip on him, but I stayed mounted. His arms reached in with as much fury and might as he could muster to undue my grip from his neck, but I stay'd strong. I stay'd strong for as long as I could and I imagined myself wearing him down slowly. Wearing him down until he was weak. Weak for me to take advantage of his weakness. He tried to stand up, but I shut that down quick by rolling my body to the right and dragging him back down to the floor. I wrapped my legs around his legs and started dry humping him from behind. It took a moment for him to realize what was going on. But I could feel the air static change in that dynamic. I felt him give in to the pleasure and excitement that he knew, oh yes he knew, what was about to happen. My heart started beating faster and faster. This was so exciting for me. What was going to happen? I thought to myself. I felt him becoming weaker and weaker. Time started to become slower and slower. I reached down and started to pull off his pants. He reached down and tried his hardest to prevent me from ripping them off. NO! NO! NO! He begged me. But I didn't stop. Oh no, I choked him harder! I dry humped him harder! And when the time came again. I started to pull his pants down to reveal his bare ass. My hard cock was throbbing with excitement. His cock was throbbing too. I massaged it with my left hand while keeping him mildly choked with my right. He thrust his cock in and out of my hand and begged me over and over to stop. But I didn't. I didn't want to. And he didn't want me to either. I released him from the choke hold and mounted him from the back. I opened up his butt-cheeks to see his red-hole. I licked my lips and proceeded to jab my cock inside of him. STOP! STOP! STOP! I wouldn't go in. But I tried several more times. I needed something smooth to get it inside. I spit on my hand and lubed my cock up. Finally! With my freshly wet cock, I jammed it into his red-hole. The heat felt so good. He growled like a wolf, but didn't move around or try to prevent what was happening to him. I thrusted my cock deeper and deeper into him. The feeling was the best feeling I'd ever felt. Better than climbing the rope in gym class. I thrusted in and out of him. Mimicking exactly what I'd seen in the magazines. He moaned and told me not to stop. He moaned and yelled how great it feels. With tears running out of his eyes. He told me to keep going and don't stop. So I kept going. Just like the energizer bunny. I humped away. And away. And away. Suddenly, my friend started sucking my fingers. And that is when I felt an intense heat rise within me. I thrusted him faster and faster. I started feeling so good that I started shaking. I felt something build up inside of me. I needed to release it. I held my breath for as long as I could while I pumped deep inside of my friend. And I felt something explode from inside of me. I felt it like a hot piss coming out of me. A hot piss that felt like Heaven. It felt so good I punched my buddy as hard as I could in his ribs. And afterwards. We kissed.
By Ruzzell Crowe8 years ago in Filthy
