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The Little Green Bottle
At least The Little Green Bottle was an upscale place to be stood up. I was staring down into the glass of Merlot I’d been nursing for the better part of an hour. Yeah. Brian probably wasn’t showing up. There was a guy who peered through the front window of the wine bar about thirty minutes ago that I swore looked like Brian’s online photo. Maybe I just didn’t look like mine. Or, maybe, he’d scoped me out and decided that the bill would be too pricy to spend on a girl like me.
Terra BabcockPublished 3 years ago in FilthyHe Caught Me....
Let me start by saying that a part of me wanted him to see, a part of me knew for sure he would be pissed off and a part of me didn't give a fuck! Now that I've got that off my chest, I can tell you my story.
The French Girl and Vino Rosso
The French Girl and Vino Rosso She walked in. The French Girl has chosen a table in the centre of the restaurant, of course, she would she does not want to hide anymore. She wants to be seen and she wants the world to see the Goddess that has just walked in and is going to sit at her table. She wants to see this Goddess as she walks in and she wants to drink her in as she would her glass of Merlot and she does.
Kyle's Story...Part 4
Now that all the courtesies are out of the way, Kyle thought, should I invite this guy to the club or let it go? Why should I invite him, it’s not like I’m going to pursue him. Being so consumed by his thoughts, Kyle didn’t notice that Ellis was handing him his purchase and telling him to have a good day. A lot on your mind huh, Ellis asked? Yeah, a lot going on; Thanks for your help Kyle said, and have a good day. As Kyle walked towards the door, he wondered, am I attracted to this man? Do I want to get to know him better? Do I want to see him again? Kyle was so confused. He didn’t want to even entertain the idea. But he couldn’t get him off his mind.
Big Sexy Satan
Night one. This man has ample pizzazz I was skulking. My middle finger fingered the magic mouse down and slick past my sister’s kids, past the third attempt by my college buddies to reach me for their ungodly too-many-years reunion. And then there he was. There was no punctuation and the diagram spoke for itself. He had a “functioning Inner Moxie coil” and “Hustle emitters.” It was clear he “deflects funk” and has “distal panache shafts.” It was clear this man had it all. It was clear that, I did not. But could I buy him? I don’t buy things on impulse. I don’t fall for the click-bait. Then I closed my laptop, dejectedly.
Frank D'AndreaPublished 3 years ago in FilthyJust A Taste
Natalia's heart raced as she entered the restaurant. On a whim, she decided to agree to the ad. It'd been some time since she'd tried something exciting and she couldn't ignore the tingling yearning pulsating between her legs with the anticipation of it all as she'd browsed the darker side of Craig's List. Some of the depraved souls out there and what they sought out...those that agree. She supposed she belonged to them now.
L. M. WilliamsPublished 3 years ago in FilthyWhy Do People Have Foot Fetishes?
Sexual trivia, an area that always seems to catch people's attention. A topic that feels naughty and exciting to discuss. An act that everyone wants to be good at. When it comes to uncommon knowledge about sex, there will always be a fascination with fetishes.
Nessy WriterPublished 3 years ago in FilthyMerlot, More Then Just a Wine
Merlot, a name of a wine but instead to me it was a word that describes ecstasy, lust, perfection. A word that probably belonged to some rich kid as a name but to me meant euphoria, utopia...the link to my deepest desires.
Mariah SinclairPublished 3 years ago in FilthyLate to Class
She could barely sit in the seat. Her ass had to be red, sore, still stinging from the slaps from his belt. She loved this feeling, loved knowing she was his.
Once Upon a Pole
Her curly hair defied gravity as she slowly snaked around the slick, metal pole. Without a sound, her top popped off and revealed two, perky, small boobs.
The Shoe Salesman and the Beauty
A woman’s foot is the most gorgeous thing in the world. In fact, I consider it the basis of all human endeavors. Yeah, I have a kink but it doesn’t hurt anybody.
Gaylon EmerzianPublished 3 years ago in FilthyFinally Quatrain Cynthia
Slammie's Sindy As we cocktailed further Sindy begins to lament her unsatisfying relationships with “men“ her own age and within her circles. Past and present. I remember myself at those times. But I had been in a relationship for the most part of the age we were discussing, so dating was not an issue. Today's expectations seemed higher than they had ever been. Set by things we all watched on screens, posed or performed by good-looking actors and actresses who had been dressed and made up by a team of professionals. Then placed in a perfect setting with ultra perfect lighting. They were able to exchange witty lines or pitch-perfect sultry looks of the sort that awkward moments were easily parlayed into, shall we say, high bars to clear for romantic action and lust-fueled coital perfection. The perfection of the type that even the gods and goddesses of fabled Olympus would envy.
Pete SymesPublished 3 years ago in Filthy