Serafina

Joined October 2018

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Bio

I’m Just A human being out here being a human.

From personal journals to creative short stories.

Just a little bit of everything for all readers.

Stories (15/0)

The Significant Insignificant Object
Always near you but never to far from your hands reach. You aim to go nowhere without me BUT I'm Barley allowed to be touched by anyone else, Crazy that I am made to feel alone by you but my
By Serafina8 days ago in Filthy
Nightface
As I lay in your bed Beside you thinking of our future I Cant help but wonder if this is it. Doing the same routine with the
By Serafina3 months ago in Poets
Better off without YOU!
Every morning for the past 3 months I wake up crying. Don’t know why but I just do. See you’re a light sleeper so I know you hear me. It makes me more sad because I know you hear me and you decide to ignore my cries for help. You know I’m not happy but you continue to do whatever you please and pretend you don’t realize I’m sad.
By Serafinaabout a year ago in Filthy
Lonely with you!
Waking up constantly between the hours of 3am to 5am in the morning had been my everyday. Not happy at all about this but unlike most people instead of changing what is hurting me I just accept & deal with it. Which is why I am where I am now.
By Serafinaabout a year ago in Filthy
Lonely with you!
Waking up constantly between the hours of 3am to 5am in the morning had been my everyday. Not happy at all about this but unlike most people instead of changing what is hurting me I just accept & deal with it. Which is why I am where I am now.
By Serafinaabout a year ago in Confessions
The decisions you make
Some people find it hard to make a decision, even on the most easy issues it can become difficult. it can actually be very stressful being a decision maker. Making decisions on the most basic issues can be a burden on the most indecisive persons. Take me for instance I am presented with two men and I can not decide which man I want to spend my days with. They both have pros and cons. The Pros win over the cons however it can be stressful even trying to figure them out. At times making these decisions can lead you to believe there is something wrong with oneself.
By Serafina2 years ago in Filthy
The Taste Test
I signed up for a wine tasting class from Groupon. I did it all on my own and very sporadically. Once I got there I thought that this class was going to be filled with lonely women that had no one to go out with. I am not making fun of anyone it’s just I’m in the same boat as them. Lonely recognize lonely. Once I arrived at the class the elevator was out of service so I had to walk up two flights of stairs. I am not that much in shape so by the time I got to the second landing I was out of breath. I walked into the room where the wine tasting was. I was shocked that I saw more men than women. I found one empty seat towards the middle of the class. I felt like everyone was watching me as I walked to the seat. Three minutes later Suddenly a tall gentleman with a clearly amazing physique and short Straight jet black hair stood up from one of the desk and walked towards the front of class. He then proceeds to write his name which is Mr. Rose. As I glanced around the room every woman that was there stared at Mr. Rose. He began to teach the class and hand out glass samples of different types of wine. As each tray of glasses went about the room I locked eyes with him. Now maybe it was me but the eye contact was intense he even gave me a slight smirk. As the class was ending he let us know that he has two more tastings in the next 2.5 hours. Everyone else got up and left but for some reason I sat right there. After the next two sessions I was drunk but it was a nice smooth drunk. I tasted everything from Merlot to rose. I tasted dry, aged, sweet, semi sweet all different types but my stomach started to hurt. As he packed up and clean the room I prepared to head towards the door. He boldly says “you stayed for two sessions you might as well just wait for me.” I looked at him shocked and said “OK I’ll wait. “We walked to a local 24 hour diner up the block and we sat there and we drank water and had some pancakes. Something must’ve been in that water for me to tell this man would you like to come back to my house. The crazy part was that he said “yes”. We called the Uber and we took it to my house once we got through the door I headed straight to the fridge. I had a bottle of rose in my fridge that was calling my name. I pulled it out and started chugging it to hope that it would make me slightly intoxicated again and realize what I was doing with a perfect stranger. As I started to guzzle the wine he walked up to me and took the bottle out of my hand and placed it on the counter. He took his hand and placed it on my waist and started to kiss me ever so gently then it got intense the kissing turned into touching and touching toward into rubbing. I don’t know what happened but somewhere along the way I started to Become more conscious of what I was doing. He was holding me up in the air against my fridge and basically pressing his face into mine.I suddenly told him to stop stop stop. He backed off and asked me if I was OK. I looked at him and I was like “my nice phase is wearing off”. He looked at me and said hey you want to drink some more maybe we can get you started again. I looked at him and I said you know what maybe it’s a good idea if you leave. He looked at me in great disappointment. the same time he knew he had to respect my wishes he then went in his pocket pulled out a condom and a business card. He placed a condom & business card on the counter and crossed out his office number and wrote his personal mobile number. He looked at me and and left the business card underneath the condom on top of the counter and then looked at me and said in the most seductive voice call me when you’re ready.
By Serafina3 years ago in Filthy
Head for Head pt. 1
Started talking to this guy and I really really like him. The only issue was I felt I was not being noticed for the things I did for him. I’m not saying you have to be praised or patted on the back for every good deed but you want some type of acknowledgment. Right? You see we have been talking for about a year and he was a old flame from college. He Impressed me with his intellect and the way he carried himself. His facial Features and his physique was a huge plus. I love the way he gave off this take charge energy and what women does not enjoy watching a man be a man. Also he had this charm about him that after a brief conversation with him I walked away wet. Once the sex finally happened I was blown away by how amazing it was. The intimacy part is what makes me really really enjoy it. To some people intimacy & sex are the same thing. Trust me it’s not! Until you experience it you won’t truly know the difference. He actually liked to take his time and feel me all over and caress my body. Every woman likes when certain lady parts are caressed and kissed on. What seals the deal is after the deed is done its cuddle time. The way this man locks his arms around my body makes me just want to give it all to him.
By Serafina3 years ago in Filthy
I just want to be Fucked or do I??
2020 has been such a hard fucking year. It already started off really rocky because I was going through my own personal bullshit already. Then Covid hit and made everyone trapped in their house and have to keep a responsible social distance from each other. I know a lot of people especially females who are sexual beings felt so deprived because of Covid.
By Serafina3 years ago in Filthy
Friends & Feelings are like bridges you will get over them one day!
Me:“How you feeling right now? I feel like You need to vent about something.” Also Me: “I do I need to get alot of stuff off my chest. I need to vent about people who pretend to be your bestfriend and then stab you in the back And treat you like you did something to them. Yeah those non-bestfriends.”
By Serafina3 years ago in Humans
Hey dad did you get my text?
My mother & step dad have been together since I was about 6 years old. He has basically been my father figure since my biological one was absent. I am now well into my early 30,s now and my step dad is still one of my biggest support systems. My step Dad is a strong but gentle man. He has the biggest heart and has no animosity in his heart towards no-one. A few years back my mother unfortunately passed away. We both took this very hard and was not sure how to heal from such a sudden lost. My Step Dad then decided to move down south. Leaving me to heal on my own. I could not be angry with him because I understand it was too much for him. I lost my mother & he lost his soul mate. He decided to move down south to be with his sister and family. I felt it was the right thing to do since he was feeling lonely and I had already fled the nest some years prior to my mother passing. I helped him move and went down to visit him for the first year several times. As time went on I noticed the constant daily conversations between me and him slowed down due to the distance. Everything slowed down till the point we spoke once every other month. On my dads part he was not happy. on my part I was in my mid 20’s living my best life and would talk to him when I felt like it. My dad was not having that anymore. It was not that I did not want to talk to him it’s just that certain parents when they loose their partner thier sadness can make you sad as well. I was already miserable because my Mother was my best friend, so to constantly go down memory lane and end up crying for hours as not how I wanted to spend my nights. After a few of those conversations I would try to avoid them on all accounts.
By Serafina4 years ago in Families
TOUCH
Laying on the bed in my sexiest lingerie with my legs wide open and my golden pocket staring at him in his face. His face ever so close to my lower lips. He gently pecked her and used his tongue to divide her. As he parted my lower lips my back slowly arched and my hands drifted to holding the back of his head. As he went deeper my moans got louder. He suddenly stopped and said ”you ready for the real thing?” I looked at him so upset that he stopped the greatness that he was providing me. He came up towards my face leaving spit infused droplets of me on my lips. As he stared into my eyes he plunged himself into me while I’m gripping the edges of the bed. He slides his hands in the space provided by my arch and holds on to me as he thrust. As he went in and out of me he kissed me ever so gently on my neck and then my breast. As I’m climaxing he feels the need to pull out. Once again I’m staring at his face with anger on mine wondering what kind of games he has going on. He leans forward and whispers in my ear “what do you want?” I looked at him puzzled and he repeated in a soothing voice “what do you want?” Not sure what kind of answer he wanted I just pull him back closer and kiss him. He pulls away to say”I want to show you something different. I want you to experience deep pleasure.” Just saying that made me so moist that I spread my legs giving him the hint to go to town. Instead he Decided to keep touching me and grazing my lips with his stick. The constant teasing was no good for me I needed the real thing. I then decided to turn up the spice factor I sat up pushed him down on bed and I got on top as I was trying to insert him in me I got to take a good look and feel of his area. After touching it for 20 seconds it felt wrong and not quite how a penis should feel. Something was not physically right with his dick. So not to make him feel insecure or to make it awkward I look down as if I was about to give him head. and it looked even weirder than it felt. He pulls me back up with the quickness and but as I catch a glimpse of his dick It looked like in some way it was not attached. Already feeling awkward for looking down and trying to few and see what was going on he jumped up and was like maybe we should just make out. I jumped off the bed and turned on the lights as I was turning on the lights he grabbed his blanket to cover himself up. While the lights were on I happend to catch a glimpse of his chest where there were two scars right underneath the nipple area. I asked him simply with a confused face “are you a woman?” He shouted “NO... I was one!”But 100% man now. “ I ran up to him and yanked the cover away. Low and behold he had a strap-on on. Upset wondering why he would try to manipulate me like this he screams you wouldn’t have even noticed if you didn’t turned the lights on. As she tries to plead HER case I’m quickly putting on my clothes And as I put on my shoes she approached me and told me to think with a open mind. I openly left and decided to never speak to him/her again.
By Serafina4 years ago in Filthy