E. E. Lewis
Stories (6/0)
Acquaintances to Friends
As usual, just a tale… Kelly and I had always been friendly. We went to school together for middle and high school and I wouldn’t call us friends, but we spoke when we saw each other and knew a lot of the same people. She was always really pretty. Long curly hair, light brown skin, and a pretty smile. She was fairly short and thick, which didn’t bother me any because she had big boobs and a big butt. She was always dating someone, and so was I, but we’d flirt every now and then. Nothing serious, just compliments every now and then and the occasional likes on Instagram. After we graduated high school, we began to talk more. We had a lot of the same interests and talking came easy. Even though neither of us were single, I would catch myself getting excited when she would text me and looking forward to the times where we both weren’t with our significant others so we could call each other. It was always nice, but I never thought about making a move. That is, until she texted me about coming over to eat.
By E. E. Lewis3 months ago in Filthy
Tales From The Bar
fiction of course… I usually don’t go out by myself. I’ve always found it difficult to start conversations alone in a bar so I’ll normally go out with friends. Tonight was different though. I was a on a mission. Although I’ve never dated a man or been physically atttracted to them, I am sexually attracted to them. The thought of kissing a man does nothing for me. Chiseled abs? Nope. Big chest? Nope. But seeing a dick? I can’t get enough. I find myself sometimes lingering in a gym locker room a little longer than I need to, hoping someone is walking around naked so I can see what they’re packing. Any time I can find a bathroom without a divider, I sneak glances at the man next to me. I love looking at them, and tonight, I wanted to go a step further than just looking.
By E. E. Lewis4 months ago in Filthy
Work Friends
fiction of course… Lexi was always my favorite girl to be around. She had long brown hair that went a little past her shoulders, olive skin, light brown eyes, a nose ring, oh and she was about 5’11 with perky boobs and a cute ass. Physically, she was perfect. But I also enjoyed our conversations and her aura in general. She was always easy to talk to and knew about a lot of different things. Her intelligence intimidated me at first, not because smart women scare me, but because I was worried that I wasn’t well versed enough to be of any interest to her. She could also be a little loud sometimes, but when we became friends, I never experienced that side of her. I always saw a more tame side of Lexi. A side where she didn’t have her guard up so much. I was always genuine and she could sense that, I think. Having somebody you feel completely comfortable around is an extremely underrated feeling. I hope that every single person on the planet gets to experience this because it is truly magical. As our friendship grew, so did the attraction to one another and that chemistry carried over to the bed room and made for some of the most intense and passionate experiences either of us will probably ever have.
By E. E. Lewis4 months ago in Filthy
Lust At First Sight
just a story… I melted when we first made eye contact in the lobby. She had long eye lashes, beautiful brown eyes, plump lips, and long blonde hair that almost looked white against her tan skin. Easily the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen and it wasn’t even close. So naturally what do I do? I continued on my path to the elevator, knowing that 1. she was probably out of my league and 2. I would never see her again anyway. Then, I hear my name called from behind me. My friend has stopped to talk to her and has said, “my boy over there thinks you’re attractive but he was just too shy, I’ll call him over.” So I walk over and he introduces us. “Hey, I’m Luke, what’s your name?” She offers her hand for me to shake. “It’s Ashley. I’m glad your friend made you come back. I was hoping you’d come talk to me when we made eye contact.” Ugh, she noticed that? At least that means she’s a little interested right? She has an accent, I think Spanish was her first language. “I was actually planning on coming back. I was gonna go upstairs so that I could reach in my bag and find something cool to say to you to use for when I got back,” I joke. She chuckles a little and doesn’t break eye contact. She’s stunning. “You can let me hand go, Luke.” So embarrassing that I was still holding it. It felt safe though, like something I was supposed to be doing. It felt right to be holding her hand and I think she felt the same way. “Let go? I was planning on taking you out, so I kinda have to hold your hand right?” She smiles and I can feel myself blushing. I do not believe in love at first sight, but this one is making me think about it…
By E. E. Lewis4 months ago in Filthy
Scary Dream
I've got some different thoughts on dreams than the average person does. At least I think I do. I like to believe that when you dream, you're tapping into another universe or another reality for a little bit. There's a bunch of you's all across different dimensions and dreaming is a way to kind of see what they're up to. Hopefully this is not true, because the dreams I have a lot of times would suggest that those other me's are living rough lives. My disturbing dreams range from kidnapping to murder to committing crimes. Fortunately, these aren't the only things I dream about, but they are still unsettling and this one was no different.
By E. E. Lewis4 months ago in Horror
First Kiss
There’s nothing quite like a first kiss. And no, I’m not talking about the one at the skating rink when you’re in the 8th grade or the one playing spin the bottle at your first boy-girl party. I’m talking about a first kiss with somebody new. The first kiss with somebody you’re really into and go to sleep thinking about. That first kiss with a person who has you smiling at your phone. That first kiss with that person you’re probably thinking about right now.
By E. E. Lewis4 months ago in Humans
