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Don't Let Him Taste What's Yours
He stood out to me past all the men that showered me with money. I took one step at a time, giving great care to each one as I made my way toward him. It was nothing to give him a spin before dropping down in front of him and gracing him with a mini twerk fest for the reward of the bills that filled my waistline. When a hand came across my backside out of nowhere I hoped it was his hand. I looked back with a flick of my tongue and our eyes met simultaneously.
By shaneikiyaz4 years ago in Filthy
Steamy Stories.
Now, I might look innocent on the outside, but like every woman, I also have a raunchy steamy side. I have been writing for the 'Filthy' community here on Vocal quite a bit over the last few months. Doing so has given me more confidence in expressing my sexual side.
By Carol Ann Townend4 years ago in Filthy
The Juice Runs Sweet Down Your Chin
He was perfect. Desiree met Patrick in the usual place: the club on the corner of First and Main was always bursting with patrons. He was knocking back a fireball shot and laughing loud and raucous at something the man next to him said. Desiree, wearing a short red skirt that complimented her dusky brown skin, licked the sugar on the rim of her cup and eyed him.
By Raistlin Allen4 years ago in Filthy
Pussy Evolution
M can surely be described as a strange man, especially that he is half of a man given that his other half, Patrick, lives in Athens with Goddess Athena. What? a new reader may ask. It is too long and winding to go into here, but you could always read Patrick’s thirteen-part series about my Eléni’s first visit to Greece to speak to Goddess Athena and find him, Patrick. As I just mentioned, it is somewhat convoluted and even requires other reads of poems and short stories to see the whole picture. And Eléni’s name was Cryssarina at the beginning. Even Anthi Psomiadou, who was a character in that long series may need more time to grasp the true meaning(s) surrounding both Patrick and myself, and Eléni as well. However, it is not the topic of this story as the title declares almost out loud.
By Patrick M. Ohana5 years ago in Filthy
All I Will Ever Be
"You will be better off having chosen her and yet you will still perish from this life with my name as the last thing to trace your wretched lips. Mark my words, you shall," The ice, how it seemed to creep from lips so rigid with a cruelty that they almost seemed frozen into a wicked smirk. And, yet, for all the odd and roughness to the air, Asani did nothing more but spin about-face, her heels making way away from him as he began to contest at her back.
By Sai Marie Johnson5 years ago in Filthy
Simply Scarlet Excerpt: One of my novels
"Do you trust me, Camille?" he asked her suddenly. "Mmhm," she breathed into his palm in a muffled tone. "Good," he said, grinning as he slid his hand down from her mouth to graze her tender throat; he continued to slip his palm down her throat, inching it closer to her full pert breasts. His finger slipped beneath the fabric and he drew it up beneath her blouse, continuing to trail his fingers down between the valley of her breasts.
By Sai Marie Johnson5 years ago in Filthy
