MissyMarie
Bio
I'm just a young woman struggling to find her voice and place in this world. How about we explore it together.
Stories (33/0)
The "Stranger"
Content not appropriate for anyone under 18 Warning BDSM content The “Stranger” It was dark when I first met my lover, I had gone to see a blues band play at a local bar. I did not notice him first I was too caught up in the music playing, and the feel of my body swaying to the sound. He came up behind me and started dancing with me, our body’s twisting to the sound of the guitar. His hands fell on my hips his lips on my neck as we danced all night long to the sound of the blues band playing. It was not long until the band was done playing, our ears still ringing from standing so close to the stage; that he asked me to get a drink at the bar with him. I smiled and said yes, there was something about him, a magnetism that I could not put into words but one that pulled me towards him with every fiber in my body.
By MissyMarie 3 years ago in Filthy
Nice To Meet You
Content not for anyone under age of 18 Warning BDSM Content Nice To Meet You There’s a chill in the air as I walk up the driveway. The porch light being on is the only sign of life on the street at this late hour. I shiver as I climb up the porch stairs. I reflexively tighten my coat pulling it closer to my body. I’ve put on my favorite pair of high heels, and a set of black elbow length opera gloves. My hair is held up by two bobby pins under my hat. I take a deep breath and knock on the front door. As I wait for someone to answer I try to ground my anxiety. I notice that the door is red the window trim white and the curtains on the other side of the glass is black.
By MissyMarie 3 years ago in Filthy
His Gaze
This material is not for anyone under the age of 18. Warning BDSM content His Gaze He stands above me his eyes roaming over my half naked body, I can feel his gaze trail down neck along my collarbone over my breasts. I can feel my nipples hardening under the fabric of my flimsy lingerie. I continue to stare at his feet, I had always hated direct eye contact; it was too pure, too intimate. Power rolls off Him in waves, his presence sending shivers down my spine. He steps around to my left and my heart starts to pound at the anticipation of what has yet to come. His hands slide across my shoulder blades, goosebumps spring forward where his fingers touch my skin.
By MissyMarie 3 years ago in Filthy
A Night of a Lifetime
THIS STORY IS ONLY FOR THOSE 18+ CONTAINS SEXUAL MATERIAL TRIGGER WARNING BDSM MATERIAL A Night of a life time I smile as we walk down the street hand in hand, Danny and I have been dating for about a year and six months. He still seems perfect still, he is kind, generous, loving, and stunningly beautiful. 6’ 2” with a strong jaw, broad shoulders, stunning green eyes that see right through to my soul, and thick jet-black hair that falls to his shoulders. Every once in a while, I look at him and he take my breath away. As we walk through downtown, the moon shining and the stars sparkling above us; he pulls me to him his hand lifting my jaw to look him in the eyes. I melted into a pile of goo at the intense look of hunger and lust in his eyes. He kisses me his strong hands tangling into my hair at the nape of my neck. I mash his body to mine trying to get as close as I can to him. He backs me gently into the brick wall of a building and devours my mouth his tongue dominating mine. We stay locked like that for several glorious minutes until he pulls back both of us gasping for air. He looks around and smiles at me with a dare devil glint in his eye.
By MissyMarie 3 years ago in Filthy
Only The Good Die Young
Only The Good Die Young By H. M. Zike The moment that changed everything I had always struggled to get my siblings attention. I was more than ten years younger than each of them. They had more important things to do than play with their baby sister. They had jobs, spouses, and children to take care of and look after. Don’t get me wrong they came to our family dinners, attended every Christmas and Birthday. Even when they were there in the same room with me, it was like they were a million miles away.
By MissyMarie 3 years ago in Families