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Learn what is beneath the skin of your favorite porn star. Their stories, their secrets, and the films you should see next.
Don't mess with my sister
Ashlie was a very pretty young woman, her skin tone like vanilla, and her hair was brown with honey-colored streaks. At 19, she was very short, but her breasts were as big as two ripe, ready-to-eat melons. She had lovely curves that ended in a very firm ponytail that, when she walked, made all the men in her town ignore her.
By Real Erotic Stories10 months ago in Filthy
Taking care of my best friend's husband
It turns out my best friend "N" was going to have her second daughter, and since her mother couldn't come to babysit for her eldest daughter, she asked me to babysit for her for a day and a night until her mother arrived.
By Real Erotic Stories10 months ago in Filthy
The Womanizer
My name is Rafael, I am 25 years old, I am blond, very handsome face having blue eyes and a big and bright smile, I also have a good physique, I go to the gym so I have defined pecs and big arms, my belly is normal, I also have big buttocks and legs, I am intelligent and I know how to talk to women, the truth is that I was able to achieve all my physique thanks to having plenty of time for myself because my family has a lot of money and I only work because I want to in my parents' offices and for a few hours.
By Real Erotic Stories10 months ago in Filthy
Sunrise with the teacher
Dawn light filtered through the kitchen's gauzy curtains, painting the walls a pale gold that made the white tiles gleam. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the sweet scent of croissants warming in the oven, and the sound of butter melting on toast was almost as sensual as my rapid heartbeat. Barely eighteen, I discreetly swayed my hips to an imaginary song, dressed only in a short black lace apron that barely covered my curves. I wore nothing underneath, and every movement made the fabric brush against my skin with a promise of pleasure.
By Real Erotic Stories10 months ago in Filthy
Kety
They know each other from work. One of those crappy jobs, temporary, quick, and with no particular prospects. She came from the Dominican Republic, although she had previously lived in Spain for many years. She's currently 46 years old, has a teenage daughter who lives with a guy she doesn't trust at all; that's why she accompanied her, to oversee her entry into adulthood.
By Real Erotic Stories10 months ago in Filthy
Devil Sister-in-Law - Morning Danger of the Day After -
A few rays of early sunlight filter through the bedroom curtains to reach Julio's bewildered face. The fainting creature grimaces in an annoyed expression for a moment before opening his eyes and facing an unprecedented awakening next to his girlfriend's little sister.
By Real Erotic Stories10 months ago in Filthy
From Courtrooms to Fetish Parties: Vadim Shteinberg’s UTOPIA
Vadim Shteinberg is no stranger to contrast. A man whose life seamlessly weaves between the rigid structures of law and the unrestrained world of nightlife, he has built a reputation for defying expectations. In the courtroom, he is meticulous, precise, and analytical—qualities that demand discipline and an acute understanding of order. Yet outside of it, he steps into a world where boundaries blur, and inhibition fades. His latest venture, UTOPIA, is a daring experiment that fuses the cerebral with the sensual, the disciplined with the decadent. It is a space where intellect meets indulgence, where societal norms are questioned, and where people can explore the depths of their desires without judgment.
By Dena Falken Esq10 months ago in Filthy
Listening to fornicate
I would never have imagined that writing these confessions would bring back so many memories. I'm taking the advice given—mandated—by my husband: Don't follow a writing plan. Let your ideas flow. And that's why I'm breaking the order. In this confession, I won't recount the second-best hotel sex we've ever had. That's for next time. Now, I'll take advantage of the fact that, while I was writing about that encounter during the Immaculate Conception long weekend, something slipped from the recesses of my mind. I relived an anecdote that wasn't particularly significant, but one that I find very funny, and that's why I'm going to tell it. There isn't much sex, so I apologize to the wankers reading this. You'll be able to caress Mr. Calvo again.
By Real Erotic Stories10 months ago in Filthy
