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Offering
For months, the most beautiful long rippled dark locks of hair Claudia had ever seen were sitting right next to her in Calculus class. Their master gave off a distinct odor. He permeated a bend of fire and earth and man. His jeans were way too tight, cutting into him. I believed him to be some kind of Wiccan Warlock Overlord in Training and none of these details was the off putting part.
cora lynnishPublished 3 years ago in FilthyThe Unexpected. . .
The hour strikes twenty-two hundred and I watch my employees inject their cards into the punch clock. Each stamp marks another start to another shift.
CR. PhoenixPublished 3 years ago in FilthyPrey: Unlikely Mind-fucked Twins
Pushing away at his hot skin rubbing against her own, she squirms, but weeps silently. Although there is a man's weight present upon her, there is also somehow no one there at all. She feels numb, as if her body was just "there;" a vortex for his picking.
cora lynnishPublished 3 years ago in FilthyHow to Combine Affirmations with Masturbation
Affirmations and manifestation are such a hot practice these days. So many people are writing down their affirmations, attempting to make their dreams come true. And there is good reason for this, manifesting works. But affirmations can get even hotter.
Julie MoonPublished 3 years ago in FilthyHospitality Confessions: The Day I Start Writing the Hardest Letter I Have Ever and Will Ever Write in My Entire Lifetime!
Prelude When Jason woke up Monday morning and called Lee Anne, he got her answering machine. Strange, he thought. They always went jogging early on Mondays. Lee Anne said that it was the only way to get the day started right. And once he’d gotten into the habit, he had to agree with her. Not only did he feel rejuvenated by the brisk pace that she made him keep, but he got to start the week with her. And he was looking forward to starting every single day with her after they got married in a couple weeks.
Autumn SeavePublished 3 years ago in FilthyJust Take Me For A Night Drive
I don't know what it is with me tonight, but I need some fresh air. Not too much, just enough. Just as much as comes in through a slightly open car window as we drive into uncertainty. Just enough to combat the heat from the AC, enough to keep my body warm and my right cheek cold. Enough to make me shiver, leave goosebumps on my arm.
Lars LonderrePublished 3 years ago in FilthyLong range Recon
It was the fifth year after the bombs dropped on our lands. Most of the nation was either dead or about to die. The nuclear weapons used took out all the major cities and military posts across our whole nation. Luckily we still had our personal hardware. The local stores have been long since raided and cleaned out. Ammo and especially food was becoming so scarce it was not very funny any more. We did more fighting with local gangs than we ever did with any nation states. Our counter attacks were precise and laid most of the known world to ash. Our small band was simply neighbors who stuck together to try and make a life after all the destruction. We were loosely modeled after our military with rank based on our knowledge from the soldiers of past wars in our group. I managed to make a squad leader. My name is Joe. I had been in the reserve for a number of years.
Ashley's Closing Night
The lights were dim as Ashley finished her final lines and the curtain closed. Brandon was sitting in the front row with Rose's in his hand. All the cast members came back on stage for a bow, and everyone clapped as Ashley reappeared. As she went to her dressing room to change, Ashley has no idea that Brandon was there to surprise her. As she unhooks her corset her plump breast bounce, she admires them in the long-length mirror and smiles.
Amanda HensleyPublished 3 years ago in FilthySamantha's Foursome
Saturday night came, and Samantha couldn’t have imagined better. Jarred was behind her, his tongue in her ear, one hand squeezing her right breast, Richard had the other in his mouth, and Oliver’s face was buried between her legs.
Heather KinnanePublished 3 years ago in Filthy2 True Story of love languages, First time..footsie
I was 24 years old and my little sister had just turned 16. I didn’t get to the birthday party, but I had a good reason that my sister accepted. After all, we were close, we talked every day on the phone or Skype, even though I lived elsewhere because of my studies. Now I suggested to my little sister that I take my absence if she came to me. I told her that the gift was waiting and could go shopping together.
Sarfraz HussainPublished 3 years ago in FilthyUnforgettable sex games, Feel The Heat of Hands
That summer, childhood games got a whole new twist. We were very early developed, the neighbors ’girls, Maisa and Inkku, as well as me. They were as shapely as the Madonna and I too at fourteen summers hairy, muscular, and cock big as an adult man.
Sarfraz HussainPublished 3 years ago in FilthyCatfish Tacos
I catfished the guy who deflowered me. This was before the term 'catfish' was part of the vernacular. We'd been having an online relationship for six months or so. It was almost entirely sexual in nature. He liked to be watched masturbating. I like watching. I could see him; he could hear me. I told him I didn't have a webcam (lie) and he said he had roommates (true, as far as I know) and thus couldn't speak much. I represented myself as a prettier, thinner, dominating cougar. I was confident, sexy, and free in a way I could never be with someone I thought I might one day meet. After all, we lived in different countries.