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Window Dressing
Place your hands on the window sill as you lean over the couch. The lights in my office are out, but the light from the city street illuminates the room just right. We are now on the second floor. Across the street on ground level we see our coworkers still cock-tailing in the big window of the lounge we just left. I slowly lift what little skirt you were wearing all day at work. With a come hither forefinger I hook the string back of the thong I also knew you were wearing. You made sure I knew what treat simmered below early in the day, right here in this very office with an indiscreet reach and grab of materials on my upper shelf. No I wasn’t looking up your obviously minuscule skirt. I caught a glimpse of the little triangle of teal fabric on your sacrum junction of the three discrete strings that held the Telos of your thong in place. Your midriff revealing sweater hiked up when making your bookcase reach. I finally have the material I have been coveting all day in the office hooked on my index finger. I slide teal temptation down your luscious bare legs and work it past your stiletto heeled shoes. Kneeling behind you I sense your growing anticipation with more than one of my senses.
By Pete Symes5 years ago in Filthy
Sweet Punishment
You had been shamelessly flirting with his friends all night with no reaction until you decided to plop right down onto Garret’s lap. You felt eyes on you and when you looked up, you knew. His jaw was clenched and his eyes dark. You knew at that moment; you were in for it later…
By Brittany Jones5 years ago in Filthy
Meet Me Backstage; Part 7
A few days had passed since your afternoon with Sebastian and Eric. The guys went back to having full schedules and you tagged along to the agency for a couple of days to get out of the apartment and see how they work. You wander around the halls, visiting Nate in his studio for a bit to talk while he took a short break. Then you went to the practice room and watched Jayson and Chris help Sebastian with some choreography for the comeback. They run through a few dances and stop for a break, you brought snacks and waters for them, so you sit and chat about how their day is going. You laugh with each other and just have a good time hanging with them until the choreographer is back and shooing you out of the practice room. You stop in the lounge to make a cup of coffee and head off to Eric’s studio. You knock on the door and wait. You stand there for a few minutes and then remember you must hit the button to flash a light to get his attention. You tap the button next to the keypad and a second later the door is opening. Eric’s brows are furrowed at the thought of someone interrupting. Once he realizes it’s you a small smile graces his face. He accepts the coffee you made him and then head off again so he can keep working.
By Brittany Jones5 years ago in Filthy
Meet Me Backstage; Part 8
It’s been a couple of weeks since you’ve been able to enjoy any quality time with the guys, they’ve been back to promoting like crazy. And unfortunately for you, it’s really starting to wear thin on your patience. You also find that having to pleasure yourself while they’re at the studio night after night is getting a little old and it’s definitely not as satisfying either. Which is how you find yourself in the predicament you’re in now. Nathan, Jayson, and Eric came home early from practice. They went to the kitchen to reheat the leftovers for a light dinner and sat down to eat. While they were chatting and eating, you came into the kitchen for a glass of water and attention. You were dressed in a pair of boy short panties, and one of Nathan’s hoodies which is giant on you, and a pair of knee-high socks. The boys watched you walk in right past them as you didn’t even greet them, which was very unlike you. They exchanged a quizzical look with each other as you went to get your glass and fill it with water. You gulped it down, leaning against the counter. When you were finished, you set your glass down with a huff, looked at the three sitting at the table, and gave them a glare before leaving and heading back to your room. As you were leaving you heard Jay speak up and ask, “Did she just glare at us?” You didn’t hear their answer as you walked further away.
By Brittany Jones5 years ago in Filthy
Anniversary Surprise
It was such a freak incident how you met. Your friends had drug you out to a club that you really did not want to go to. But you loosened up once the booze was flowing. A couple of drinks in, you stood off to the side of the dance floor, just grooving to the music. You were in your own world until you looked up at the sound of the crowd cheering.
By Brittany Jones5 years ago in Filthy
The Unrequited Diaries
I looked into his fierce blue eyes and knew instantly that I could trust him. I knew we would be friends. The buildup to meeting him was a whirlwind of stories from Jezebelle about this handsome little bartender with a huge cock who dazzled her with his charm, and after going home with her, he never wanted to leave. But Jez wasn’t the kind of woman to let some street rat into her home, no matter how big his smile or his cock is, so after he started behaving erratically, dropping out of her life for a few weeks, and then calling her in a panic in the middle of the night, Jez cut him off. Almost a year later, he popped up in her inbox writing from a halfway house, saying he had been in prison and only thought of her the entire time. Could she possibly forgive him? I rode the bus with her to see him at the halfway house for months and she would come back with his sweet talk all over her lips like the kisses he wasn’t allowed to give.
By Lilly Penhall5 years ago in Filthy
Being Bad is oh so Good
You knew he was upset, he showed it to you just by a look. You were told to stay backstage and watch on the monitor, but you decided to disobey and go to the barricade. Taylor came down the stage right in front of where you were standing with the fans and turned his head slowly toward your direction, the vein in his neck prominent with how much he was holding back and gave you the most domineering look you had ever seen in his eyes. He looked downright dangerous and you knew you were in for it.
By Brittany Jones5 years ago in Filthy
BBC Impregnates Wife
A husband watches horrified as a well hung black male impregnates his young fertile wife. Life turned upside down, will this marriage end in disaster, or will hubby be forced to watch his gorgeous wife taking load after load from different BBC?
By Jezebel Rose5 years ago in Filthy
Forsaken
A forest never sleeps. Even with the moon at its zenith and the witching hour fast approaching, the forest is awake with the stirrings of nocturnal creatures that exist in the shadows and break the silence of the wilderness with the comforting low, thrum of life. In the dark, dense undergrowth a single twig snaps and suddenly the entire forest holds its breath and a stark, uneasy silence descends – as though all of the flora and fauna that make up the delicate ecosystem can sense the nearness of something predatory. Something large moves under the protection of the dark, velveteen shadows that are cast by the trees. She is something ancient, primal, and hungry.
By Stace Oddity5 years ago in Filthy
