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The One Night Stand
We left the bar and went back to his place. Our chemistry electric. He grabbed a bottle of red wine and sat on the bed, signaling for me to join him. I sat on his lap and he tilted my chin up, laying my head back to feed me from right out of the bottle. A little leaks out of the corner of my lips and he quickly holds me firm and licks it all up, slowly. He kisses me passionately growing more intense and then grips my hair hard. He uses his grip to hold me in place and then uses his other hand to feel my body. He squeezes my breasts, moving down between my legs.
By Confessions of a Dirtbag, Baby3 years ago in Filthy
Sex Files: Part 17, Crossing the line
This is a quick little story about the last of my 3 ways. Also the most disappointing to a certain extent. It was while I was with Aimee, shortly before we broke up for the last time. She had been talking to another one of her girl friends, Kennedy (Kenn for short). Kennedy wanted to have a go with Aimee, Aimee wanted to do this but, I wasn't really cool with giving up my bed so that she could bang out some chick and keep me excluded from the deal. It started with the 3 of us just hanging out for the day. Kennedy had gotten a ride to the trailer park we lived in, telling her mom she was going to a friends house. Naturally, her mom trusted her and drove her out to the park without question. While I was still under the impression that it was just going to be Aimee and Kenn fuckin around without me, I guess I was kind of sour for a good part of the day. We smoked a little weed, chilled out with some music and, walked around the park a lot. When it started getting later in the night, Aimee was getting restless and things were getting kind of heated in a sense. While I was out in the living room smoking a bowl, Aimee and Kenn were in the bedroom doing whatever and, it was like clockwork. As soon as I set down the bowl, clearing it out and sitting back on the couch, I hear Aimee call out to me and Kenn laughing her ass off. I was being summoned into the bedroom where, upon walking in, Aimee had this devilish grin going hard on her face, and Kennedy had one to match. In a blink of an eye, I was gripped up and ripped onto the bed. Laid up on the pillows and stripped of my shirt, while Aimee and Kenn made out I had the privilege of hanging back and watching it all go down. Soon enough, both Aimee and Kenn were taking turns grabbing hold of and licking up and down the shaft of my cock. While the 2 girls took turns laughing as they dropped my dick to the back of their throats, all I had to do was sit there and enjoy the ride. When it came time to actually having sex though, I guess I just wasn't all that into the idea of banging out Kenn instead of my girlfriend. This is what she wanted though and I was just trying to enjoy the night. So, things got real interesting real quick when Aimee opted out of fucking me and only wanted to fuck with Kenn. Kenn wanted me but honestly from the get, I wasn't even really that interested in being involved. It was short and quick I won't lie about it, I was kind of ashamed of myself afterword but, at least I got a nut off I guess. Aimee was laid up with me but that soon changed as I felt her silky smooth hair drag down my chest and Kenns hand slip up my inner thigh and cradle my balls. It was fairly quick how Kenn was then slung up onto the bed and I was pushed onto my side and told I had to get up and "go to work".
By Zachery Lee3 years ago in Filthy
JUST FOR ME-Fanfiction-CH*21 (Preparations)
Jimin pov: As I walk into Jungkook's room with him I am a bit nervous. I am not sure exactly what is going on. My phone buzzes in my pocket as I sit at the counter while taking the glass of juice that Jungkook just handed me.
By Stormeseye3 years ago in Filthy
A Woman’s Envy
I usually don’t care for another woman’s man. There’s so many fish out in the sea I’ve run out of worms to feed them as bait. So many men to choose from with so many different things to offer me. I don’t care for the rich stuck-up men that thinks money can buy them a loyal female. I could care less about a man trying to be in a gang or sell drugs to get ahead in life. And I for damn sure don’t care about men who still live with their mothers. So many men to choose from, but so many problems that comes along with them.
By Jassy La’Nae 3 years ago in Filthy
One Early Summer Morning
One early summer morning, Anna and Eric went for a walk downtown near the riverfront in Savannah. Anna is wearing a mini skirt with a low cut shirt, no undergarments. Eric couldn’t stop picturing her without having his cock rising up under his shorts. There’s was this old abandoned building, that they were passing up on. Eric whispers in Anna’s ear, “let’s check out the old building. I want to fuck you in your sundress right now.”
By Samantha Straith3 years ago in Filthy
I watched my neighbour having sex!
Holly bit into her bottom lip as she looked at him. It was hard not to stare at the way he moved around in his bedroom, his hand pushing his dark locks back. All he had on was a towel. A crisp looking, white towel that was wrapped around his hips. The eighteen-year-old wished it would fall down. He hadn't noticed her staring at him even though her hiding spot wasn't all that great. He also hadn't noticed the three other girls that were next to Holly. They were all huddled up together, their eyes wide as they looked out of the floor to ceiling window of the second floor. Holly's neighbour had similar looking windows. They were nice and big - allowing for a wonderful spying session.
By Crazy story writer ✍️ 3 years ago in Filthy
The Godfather of Bondage: John Willie
"'Bizarre.' The magazine for pleasant optimists who frown on convention. The magazine of fashions and fantasies fantastic! 'Bizarre' is for those who have the courage of their own convictions." John Alexander Scott Coutts, AKA. John Willie
By Viola Black3 years ago in Filthy