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The Weekend Pt 7
The second time Rachel woke up, the clock on the nightstand read 10:23 AM. Though she wouldn’t have minded laying back under the covers with Tristan, she heard her stomach groaning in hunger and decided to leave Tristan in bed as she went to find herself something to eat.
Jo. SchmidtPublished 4 years ago in FilthyExtramarital epic fail:
In every disagreement with your spouse, remember that there is not a winner and a loser. You must be united in everything, so you will either win or lose together. Work together to find a solution where you both win. Dave Willis
Things I hearPublished 4 years ago in FilthyWhat’s a Hypnotic trigger and how do I work with them?
I received this email and thought this would be a good topic to share with my group and to explore how others will answer this question. I received the email below on triggers and what follows is my answer. I look forward to hearing how my fellow Hypnotist’s and MC’s would respond as well.
Joseph CrownPublished 4 years ago in FilthyUnderneath the Waterfall
I was awestruck as the woods opened a small glen. I could imagine fairies frolicking in the pool under the gentle flow of the falls. Splashing and playing. I could see them reclining on the moss-covered bank bask in the sun that shone through the opening in the forest canopy. The crystalline water shimmered as the sun turned the tips of it diamonds. Behind the fall, I glimpsed a wall of stone. It all seemed so pure, a virtual paradise hidden in the woods.
V.K. HubbardPublished 4 years ago in FilthyFat Girl Travels
PROLOGUE: If you want to be a writer, you have to write. Yeah, I know I do. Yet here I sit unable to put the pen to paper, metaphorically speaking, of course, I’m on a computer. What is preventing me from following my dreams?
Candice LaureePublished 4 years ago in FilthySecret Hideaways!
Living in what I call THE COVID 19 era has brought many changes to my life; some were needed and some would have happened regardless of what's going on around me, either way I recognized and accepted that change was necessary in order for ME to be a better ME. One major change in particular was when I found out that after working for a company for eight years, they were shutting down operations in my city therefore I was losing my job. Their official send off included a hefty severance package to help me get by until I find another job but nothing in me wanted to jump right back into the workforce, especially knowing the level of difficulty I was going to encounter. I decided that I needed a break, a vacation, an adventure of sorts where I could release anything that was holding me back in order to move forward into greatness.
Erik's First Time With an Elite London Escort
Hi! guys and girls. My friend Erik wrote to me the other day, detailing about his wild experience with a London escort. I found his story intriguing and rather lavish in detail, he's been begging me to release his story, which I admit is raunchy, inspiring and compelling to say the least. Now without further due, this is Erik's heaven of a story and in his own words. Enjoy!
playroom
I followed him into my favorite room in the house with such anticipation. But this isn’t where it all started. Earlier tonight he and I were watching a movie, as always eventually my hands began to roam, I was in the mood for more than a movie. I whispered “Babe” in his ear and nibbled his ear. I got his attention with ease tonight. He placed a hand at the back of my head, grasping my hair and pulled my head back so he could kiss my neck. I let out a tiny moan. My hands could feel him getting harder, bigger. But I pulled away because I needed to tease him. I climbed onto his lap on the couch and began grinding against his groin. It was only seconds before he started meeting me halfway. The two of us doing a dance of sorts now. I leaned over his ear “take me to our red room”. Instantly he stood up, throwing me off to the side on the couch. He picked me up and carried me to the room, putting me on my feet just outside.
JPWrites.2Published 4 years ago in FilthyThe Deeper, The Better
I met this man at a work conference once. He wasn’t drop-dead gorgeous, but he was easy on the eyes; no more than 6 feet tall and no noticeable muscle tone. The most obvious thing about him was his shy disposition.
Is Masturbation the Ultimate Form of Female Empowerment?
Although people are definitely better about speaking openly about it than they once were, the topic of female masturbation remains a bit taboo. Many women are still embarrassed to admit that they masturbate at all, and far too often, other people would rather not think about it, let alone discuss it. Isn’t it time we changed that?
Stop Pretending to Cum
Stop Pretending to Cum Why do women pretend to cum? Maybe not all do, but I know I have. In fact, I know all my friends have as well. I have slept with well over 50 guys, and I can count how many times I have actually came from sex, but the number of times I have faked it is so high I can’t even ballpark it.
Sara (@iamsarathefit)Published 4 years ago in FilthyThe Weekend Pt6
It was very clear from the moment Rachel saw Tristan for the first time that he was quite a bit younger than all the men she usually saw, but she was finding herself not only comparing him to men she saw as an escort but also to men she had dated before becoming an escort. The youngest man she had ever been with was when she was eighteen, she dated a fellow classmate who was also eighteen, and even he wasn’t able to continue sexually in the way Tristan was.
Jo. SchmidtPublished 4 years ago in Filthy