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Patterns
Within the droplets of rain brushing against my skin, I can feel you. You're either waiting to quench my thirst, or drown me in another reckless mistake. I'll take the latter. You're too important to ignore. At least, that's what my body keeps telling me whenever you're around. Like now, as I see you emerge from your cab and walk up the steps to my home, soaking wet in a sundress and full of determination as you approach me. Do you feel it? I'm coming alive, just to fall apart. Our usual pattern is repeating itself once again.
Sharlene AlbaPublished 6 years ago in FilthyFriends with Benefits
She walked ahead of me down the basement steps. My eyes stayed riveted to the bouncing of her ass in the navy blue short shorts. I knew she had put them on just for me. I always knew. As long as I’d known her, she would not ever wear anything like that in public, but whenever I visited, her attire was always alluring and sensual. She reached the bottom of the stairs and turned to take the overflowing laundry basket from me. She walked over to the washing machine and began stuffing the clothes into it with no preamble. I don’t say a word. I just watch her as she moves. Her body is magical. The shapely cocoa brown legs are toned and muscular with just the right amount of femininity. The arms are equally so. The long brown hair rests just below her shoulders and I wonder what it’s like to play in it.
Tim Ellerbe IIPublished 6 years ago in FilthyDark Side: Chapter Two
For a Motel 6 bathroom, the shower head was the good kind. The kind you might find in a more luxurious hotel. The shower head looked like a dessert plate, shiny silver, with large holes for the water to come out in long consecutive streams. Since this was no apartment building, with the hot water running out after ten minutes on a good day, Sarah took advantage of the fact that she could take her time. She dipped her head back with her eyes closed, her arms in front of her breasts, outer palms against each other, fingers standing straight out wrists touching in a lotus pose. This was just something she inadvertently did. This time though, was giving thanks. Sarah was giving thanks to the heat of the water as it was purging her from head to toes from everything that had happened to her. This was the first shower that she had taken, without the fear of Joseph coming in at any moment to grope her, ask her if her ass was getting larger or flush the toilet so the water turns freezing cold. Right now it was her secluded oasis. That was truly what she was grateful for.
Jennifer CypertPublished 6 years ago in FilthyMale Chastity: The Starting out Guide
Male chastity is not new; the origins are a bit clouded in history. Still, the idea of orgasm control fascinates so many. When you start in chastity, it may seem daunting or it may be pure excitement. So many think you can just lock up a penis and that’s it, yet there is so much more to this journey.
Miss Aayden ~ L.S. DiamondPublished 6 years ago in FilthyDark Side Chapter Three
Birds are joyfully singing in the breezy chilly air. Insects such as crickets and flies are joining in with the melody. Joseph is surrounded by trees that have turned deep reds, oranges, and yellows. He notices that he is laying on the ground his head propped up on a rock. He hears a soft spring of water in the distance. There is laughter, but there is also distress that he cannot make out. Possibly other campers pulling jokes on others. Straight ahead there is a buck. He is quite handsome with his curved face, large eyes and body. There is something rather odd about the face. The animal looks as if it is smiling in an ornery manner. Joseph could hear a noise coming from it. It was in between a cough and wheezy laughter coming from its throat. The buck starts to walk in his direction. Joseph puts his hand out to touch it as it draws near. It walks right up to him, only to face the other direction. Warm, chunky brown liquid shoots from its butt. The liquid, which is raining down all over Joseph’s chest, smells like digested chili with a hint of jalapeno peppers. Joseph is horrified at what is going on. He tries to get the feces off of him but cannot. It just gets worse as it smears and relentlessly stays on his hands. At first he cannot call out. He can not scream. His mouth is open but no words will come. Joseph takes a deep breath and lets it out in an attempt to yell.
Jennifer CypertPublished 6 years ago in FilthyA Mannequin Fetish
Rena began her shift early Saturday at the boutique. It was a busy morning at Cerise's, with many women and their partners eagerly fingering through racks of new colourful fashions for spring. Blouses, dresses, skirts, tights, sandals and accessories. Rena was an outgoing, positive sales clerk with green eyes, dark auburn hair, and a petite, curvy figure. Her hair was a major feature: tight ringlets that framed her face, permed immediately after getting a short bob haircut. Most guys liked long hair, or so she always thought, until she made the daring decision to slice through five inches of thick hair to achieve the eye-catching look.
Dark Side: Chapter One
Heavy footsteps stomped up the stairs and loud laughter had awakened her. It was a familiar laugh, so she smiled. His laugh never bothered her because she loved Joseph so. She also heard other familiar voices and laughter of Ray, Cecil and Jacob. They had better keep it down once they get once they get inside, thought Sarah.
Jennifer CypertPublished 6 years ago in FilthyAll the Colors of Sin - Pink (Part One)
Thomasina adored her master. He was a man of obscure tastes and barely controlled passions. She knew that he loved her and she enjoyed the affection and attention that he showed. Unlike so many previous boyfriends, he was not afraid to express his feelings and unlike previous Doms, he did not see kindness as some form of weakness. Cooking breakfast for them both did not undermine his control in the bedroom. If you saw them out for an evening you would judge them as an attractive couple who were concerned with each other's happiness. Normal. Exchanging the banter and teasing that all couples do, from time to time.
James MissagliaPublished 6 years ago in FilthyA Connection That Matters
It's an entirely common misconception that sleeping around is just a normal part of being young and free. To let hormones run their course and act on every urge and desire has become more common than the cold. It's even seen as "empowering" to not be in a committed relationship and sleep with whomever we choose. But it's actually one of the most toxic things we can do for our mentality and our bodies.
The 9 to 5 Sixty Nine Room!
There is a point where you have to spill all the tea Put everybody's business out in these streets G Not mentioning names or showing receipts
'Good Girl'
She reads the words again, 'Good girl,' and the pleasurable feeling coursed through her like nectar. There is sweet sense of longing and curiosity, for when was the last time a man had called her such? She literally had no memory of it ever happening, but it made her want to be good, no matter that good meant dipping more than a toe in an ocean of naughty needs fulfilled.
LP SteinbeckPublished 6 years ago in FilthyMy First Time
My first time having sex was very odd honestly. I don’t know if it normal to try to have sex for the first time while on your period. My boyfriend and I had been together for a couple months now. I was a virgin and he wasn’t, he had had sex with other girls before and he was very experienced. I on the other had had only kissed one other guy before dating him. That was all I had done before I was with him, just kissed. I loved my boyfriend very much, in fact he was my first love. I had talked dirty to guys before but I had never done anything beyond that. I knew I was ready to have sex with him, but I just wanted to find the right time to. We were never really alone together. I was 15 and he was 17, he was in a way my first boyfriend. All the other ones before him didn’t count because we never went out or saw each other other than at school. I finally decided that it was time for us to just go ahead and have sex, but I suddenly started my period. That wasn’t going to stop me though.
Miranda MartinPublished 6 years ago in Filthy