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SWINGING
As we enter the room its very dim lit. There are tables all in front of us and a bar on the back wall. To the right the restrooms and a dark hallway. To the left two stripper poles and two VIP lounging areas, a medium sized dance floor and two raised dance areas, also another doorway. We first go to the bar and get our bucket of ice for the Margarita jug I brought in then we find a table and just sit for a bit to scan the room and try to grasp just what it is we are willing to do and see here. After a bit we decide to go through the doorway and see what is beyond there. Two steps down and there is another lounging room and a small bar, 3 more doorways. Two of the doors are to private room areas, these rooms have big glass windows with a blind you can open or leave shut at your discretion. The doorway to the right leads to a small hallway, there’s a room to the right and stairs to the left. First, we check out the room to the right and quickly realize its not for us, we just aren’t’ in the stage they are, restraints and a swing, I can just begin to imagine my huge thighs and getting stuck in that thing in the air! So we venture up the steps, I am trying to hold onto him so I do not fall in my 6 inch heels I decided to wear because I looked hot in them and that was the point of tonight. The first room we enter is empty, no one is in there. So we keep going further into this massive house it seems at this point. To the right is another big bar area and there’s a few couches to the other side. People are in this room making out and feeling each other up, but we keep walking because there is still more to explore. Down another darkened hallway to the right there is a door that leads to a balcony where people are standing and smoking to the left another set of restrooms. Ah one last room way back here.
By Stefani Stewart3 years ago in Filthy
A Strangers Embrace
I fell into the electric buzz of a stranger pre-coital embrace for the seventh time this week. There really is nothing that could compare to the affection of a stranger while at the peak of a manic roller-coaster. She was beautiful and kind to me for the time being. I could already imagine her lips on mine as her fingers run through my hair, dark in contrast to the hay color of hers. She left her boyfriend for me amidst a mushroom induced haze, something I would have to thank her for I suppose.
By L.D. Malachite 3 years ago in Filthy
From Adam (Pt. 1)
The city was dark. Daylight savings was taking more away from Kalif than expected. On the table, bills from the past two months pilled up, currently disguised as a coaster for the instant coffee prepared too late in the day to be considered morning joe. Outside, the rain fell on his storefront apartment, and though it was muggy, something inside him felt comforted. Days like this were rare. Late afternoons were mainly filled with coding; face plastered to the LED screen of his home system desktop, impressively built by hand. With nothing on the schedule for the day, he knew taking some solo time in the city would be the perfect thing to get his mind off all the chaos. He thought, maybe he'd pull up to the corner drive-in and request a movie.
By Asya Fields3 years ago in Filthy
I had a rough romance while being on holiday!
The both of us were clearly excited. It had been a long time since either of us had been on a holiday, especially a holiday promising to be as fun as this one! Pulling up in the allocated tent space at the small camping, we looked at each other. Your whole face seemed to smile and I couldn't help but smile in return. Excited and eager to get out of the car after the long trip, I briefly touched your hand, resting on the handbrake, then opened the passenger door and hopped out.
By Crazy story writer ✍️ 3 years ago in Filthy