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Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The last traces of shower steam still clung to the air, a faint, sweet perfume in the bedroom. Uma, a sigh escaping her lips, lay on her back amidst the rumpled sheets, her dark hair fanned out, still damp and cool against the pillow. Her eyes, half-closed, watched the ceiling fan's lazy rotation, but her focus was entirely internal, punctuated by the soft, rhythmic sounds coming from below. Her fingers, almost unconsciously, kneaded the full, soft flesh of her breasts, a familiar comfort.
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
"Water's perfect," Bella purred, toweling off with languid movements that seemed designed to tantalize. She sauntered over, her bikini-clad body a study in curves, and sat on the edge of Joey's sunbed, close enough for Joey to feel the residual chill from the pool radiating off her.
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
Manor of Shadows- Novella Excerpt. Content Warning.
Mary Whitehall unexpectedly becomes the new mistress and lady of Cavendish Hall, an old but majestic manor in the Scottish countryside with a large staff and vast tracts of land. Truly, she has been elevated into a new life of splendor. Yet there's something…not quite right.
By Joachim Heijndermans2 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
She moved her lips, tracing a scorching path down Joey’s stomach, past her navel, her kisses growing more fervent with every inch. Joey’s fingers instinctively threaded through Bella’s still-damp hair, pulling gently, her hips instinctively arching, a silent invitation.
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The last shudder had barely receded, leaving Joey a trembling mess beneath Billy. His breath, still hitched and ragged, fanned across her flushed neck, a pleasant heat that sent shivers of anticipation, not release, down her spine. They lay tangled for a moment, the scent of their shared passion thick in the air, a heady perfume that promised more to come. Billy, with a low groan of contentment, had gently withdrawn, the slick warmth of his erection leaving a yearning emptiness in its wake.
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Then, with a sudden, powerful arch of her back, she began to convulse, a series of shuddering jerks that rippled through her body. A high-pitched whine, barely human, escaped her lips, mingling with the deep, throaty moans that wracked her frame. Her nails dug lightly into the carpet as the release washed over her, an undeniable wave of pure, unadulterated pleasure. Billy continued his ministrations, feeling the fierce tremors that shook her, until, with a final, lingering moan, she finally went limp beneath him, flushed and utterly spent.
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Her hand, surprisingly soft yet firm, closed around him. Billy’s breath hitched as she began a slow, rhythmic stroke. “Yes” she breathed, her voice a hushed melody that sent shivers down his spine. “You like the way this feels?” Billy, past words, could only manage a fervent nod, his eyes locked on hers. A small, triumphant smile curved her lips. “You look like you’re enjoying this.”
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Joey, draped across the ancient armchair, had been engrossed in a novel, a half-empty glass of iced tea sweating on the end table. Billy, sprawled on the floor, ostensibly playing a game on his phone, had been watching her for a while now, the hum of the air conditioning doing little to cool the rising heat between them.
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The soft light of the late afternoon filtered through Joey’s bedroom window, painting the walls in hues of apricot and gold. She stood before the full-length mirror, a silk blouse, the color of a summer sky, clinging to her curves. With a sigh, she began to unbutton it, a familiar ritual of shedding the day's expectations. The fabric slithered down, revealing the crisp white lace of her bra, a stark contrast to her tanned skin. Her hands, almost instinctively, rose to her breasts, cupping them through the lace, a gentle squeeze, a soft murmur of "Huh." escaping her lips. It was a private moment, a solitary appreciation.
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The rich scent of expensive wine mingled with the more primal aroma of desire that had been steadily building between them all evening. Michelle, her breath catching in her throat, was now draped over the polished mahogany dining table, its cool surface a stark contrast to the fire igniting within her.
By Forest Green2 months ago in Filthy
