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A Workout to Remember
She walked into the gym shower after her rigorous workout of lifting, knowing that she had beaten her previous record. Working out always made her feel a little hot but today she was so aroused that she could feel her swollen clit, engorged, ready to be touched and rubbed. She stood in front of the shower taking off her clothes to lay as a bathmat before stepping in, she ran her hands over her hard nipples and gave them a small pinch. Stepping into the shower, warm water running over her back, she heard his voice in the distance, drawing closer.....closer..then she heard that the voice was familiar. She had been working with the same trainer for months now. Showing her how to perfect her movements while lifting, an accidental brush against her breast or the feel of his hands on her hips, touching her thighs. The sexual tension lingered in the air between them.
Anna BuchananPublished 3 years ago in FilthyDreams of You
The things I think about when it comes to you ..The images my brain dreams of..You not just inside me..You consuming me. Taking everything you need from my body. It comes not from force or threat but a total devotion to you. During the day I have to be so in control so on guard, with you it is different. You are my protector, my hero. You keep me safe from the people and things that want to destroy me. When you stand up for me I ache to be with you, I simply want to be yours. Every part of me aches to be in your arms. You fix everything. I may be able to hold my own but I ache for you to keep me safe. I need someone to be stronger than I am. Watching you defend me, makes me want to fall to my knees for you..The acts of kindness that you show me, literally makes me want to fall before you and adore you. The moment of surrender is never the moment you enter me, it is the moment you protect me. It is a statement bigger than words, that I am yours and only yours and no one touches me but you. My body is your playground. Dripping wax, decorating my body, your hand controlling my breath. Your mouth sucking my breasts and flipping my piercings. Your teeth grazing my nipples, you consuming my body..sub space..the intersection of complete trust, complete surrender.
Justice for AllPublished 3 years ago in FilthySt Nick The Dick
Foreword By Robbie Smithson I think its obvious Santa is an asshole. There’s a song called Grandma got run over by a reindeer. Hmmm, who drives reindeer again? OH, I think its Santa Claus, aka St. Nick. Mr. Vehicular manslaughter himself. So why was Santa not paying attention enough to notice grandma, before she got ran over. I’m gonna have to guess he was drinking and driving a sleigh. That is strike one, St Nick… you asshole.
Luke SimpsonPublished 3 years ago in Filthy50 Shades of You
November 1st, 2020. He picked me up in a white Audi. His hair was slicked back, his skin was the color of caramel, and his smile could make the devil blush. I stepped into his car carefully. He grabbed my hand as to guide me to my seat. We started driving. I didn't know where we were going. I assumed we were going to dinner since he told me to wear the black lace dress he loved so dearly. We pulled up to a high class hotel. Camera's were flashing everywhere. I didn't think much of it at the time. He got out the car, handed the keys to the valet and opened the door for me. His name was Jamie.
You Contaminate Love
"You contaminate love" she exclaimed as they finished their love-making session...she smiled as she kindly licked his heart. This was an intriguing human variant she had been tasked to love. She was in her second year.
Jennifer FrazierPublished 3 years ago in FilthySex and the Self-Defeating Single Girl
I haven’t had a whole lot of sex in my lifetime. I mean, I’ve had isolated periods of a lot of sex when I’ve been in an intimate relationship with the person I’ve been shagging, but I haven’t had a lot of partners. I can, in fact, count my sexual partners on one hand.
Jupiter GrantPublished 3 years ago in FilthyAFFAIR OF THE HEART
P lacing my forefinger on top of my full red lips, I signalled for my parents to stay still and quiet. Tactfully removing my house keys from the side pocket of my pale brown leather jacket, I called upon my 'ninja skills' and unlocked the entrance door as discreetly and silently as possible.
Lady Lavinia DasaniPublished 3 years ago in FilthyKadie's Fantasies (Pt. 19)
Kadie was pulled up by Will's embrace and she looked longingly into his eyes. "Will," She breathed. His hair was covered in brown material and she looked down to see a skull that her shoe was stuck in.
Jasmin RivasPublished 3 years ago in FilthyThe Glanconer
The train is already twenty minutes late when you’re told there will be another delay. The bus station is further from the train station than you had thought and you’re forced to run from one station to the next, through the rain.
Spike NesbitPublished 3 years ago in FilthyPlayful Baby Girl
Stan was sitting at the table as he watched her walk into the kitchen. She had on a short spaghetti strap dress a rich burnt orange color that highlighted and showed off more of her pale skin then it covered. The skirt flared around her hips with the hem ending scant inches past the curve of her firm round ass. His eyes scanned down her bare back, over her barely covered ass. The view making him shift in his chair as he pictured those long pale legs with the strappy four-inch heels wrapped around his waist as he drove her slowly mad with pleasure. Stan’s eyes moved back up her body and he stared at her with a frown as she downed the first large glass of wine, and then poured another.
Marie RossPublished 3 years ago in FilthyChance encounter
I had a business trip in Japan. I was to be there about six weeks. I had to help install our systems so we could link up directly with the overseas offices. It was a great gig. I am single and have nothing really going on back home. Oh, by the way my name is Jerry.
New Years
“Hey, you made it!” I said to Teo as he walked into my apartment on New Years'. I went up to him and wrapped my arms around his neck and gave him a big hug. I was a few ciders in and feeling fucking hot. I was wearing a mid-riff top and skirt with a slit down the side. It was a warm New Years being mid-summer and I was going to enjoy every moment of heat today. “Can I get you a drink?” I offered.
Blondie_SprinklesPublished 3 years ago in Filthy