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Not Quite Good At This: Part II Dream a Little Day Dream
-It had been two days since the night in the field. She hadn’t been able to get him off her mind. The way it all happened was surreal. Now, it’s all she could think about. The feel of his hands on her body was enough to fuel her. The memory of how his lips caressed her skin…but now, the fuel had run out. She needed more.
A Deeper Shade of Red
Life is for living she thought as she quaffed back her second glass of Prosecco. It was cheap Prosecco but it didn’t matter she’d had a really, really, fucking seriously shit day at work and what she needed more than anything was to get off and she knew exactly how she was going to do that and who with.
Florence FlandersPublished 2 years ago in FilthyThe Under The Blanket Sex Story Challenge
I issued a challenge to a few friends recently. Share a story with me that involved them having sex under a blanket. It could be whatever they wanted, but the idea was to give examples of kind of furtive or sneaky sex that they had to keep hidden.
Chai SteevesPublished 2 years ago in FilthyHas Your Ass Ever Just CRAVED a Dick Before?
Holy throbs and tingles..... I know I'm not the only one....Has your ass ever just straight up craved a dick before? My husband is asleep... He went to bed late; has to get up super early; he's been putting in overtime and just really needs the rest- otherwise I would wake him up and have him take me to pound-town. No doubt.
Britts & PiecesPublished 2 years ago in FilthyNot Quite Good At This
- 'I've never been good at this,' she thought to herself as he extended his finger to unbutton her blouse. On the outside, she was confident, unbridled. But on the inside she was just dying, begging to surrender. Was it the heat of the June night as they sat in that flowered field? Or was it the taste of his breath on her lips that motivated her actions? Maybe, it was purely that it was meant to, supposed to, destined to happen. That these two beings would cross paths and fall into one another. That all that had been said and done before wouldn't matter as long as they were one.
Nature Sex.
I was first introduced to nature sex about a year ago and haven't looked back since. And while other sex is still awesome, there is nothing quite like nature sex.
Shannon LemirePublished 2 years ago in FilthyThe Spa
I got out of my car and my eyes were met with an amazing view of the night sky. As I stood there looking up, my mind was taken for a ride through space without trepidation. Each star brushed my soul as I was guided through a sea of sparkling gems. They hung in the darkness, like beads of shiny rain drops, clinging to a spider’s web. There were no direct pathways, no rules, no plans, just a feeling of eternal peace. I was momentarily lost.
Shannon BurgerPublished 2 years ago in FilthyMy Favorite Redhead
YOU opened the door, and we were met with your beautiful smile. We stepped inside and walked into the kitchen, where I put my stuff down on a chair, then turned to you. There was a warmth that started building inside of me, my breath was trying to push a hundred-pound weight up through my chest. I felt, if I didn’t do something right now, I never would.
Shannon BurgerPublished 2 years ago in FilthyA lesson in pregnant pleasure
“Megan, it is nice of you to join us” As I walked into my Economics lecture, I felt 40 pairs of eyes looking directly at me. I already knew that completing this semester was going to be challenging, but with only one week left to my final exams I wasn’t going to let hurdles get in my way. You know, hurdles like my car not starting, or the fact that I was seven months pregnant and barely able to move faster than a startled tortoise. I certainly didn’t need Professor Ass-hat to call me out in front of the class.
College Tales
It was about to be summer and college student Nicholas was waiting for the moment that Danielle would hang out with him. She had just broken up with her boyfriend and was not looking forward to spending time with his family anymore. Also she saw a photo of an unnamed girl who was in her black bra and knew she was being cheated on. As spring was about to end, Nicholas saw it was time to be her next. He felt an erection anytime he was near her and tried to hid it so his classmates could not see it and make fun of him.
Forest GreenPublished 2 years ago in FilthyReliving the Past Part 2
Getting through the rest of the evening was next to impossible. My panties were soaking wet from getting finger fucked in the bathroom so continuing to wear them was becoming more and more uncomfortable as I tried walking around and mingling with guests.
Jo. SchmidtPublished 2 years ago in FilthyTara And Wren
She had been stood up too many times before, so she told herself that she wouldn’t do it again. Blind dates were the worst. Yet here she sat at the bar with an amaretto sour in her hand. It had been awhile since she’d gotten out, and it was obvious by her choice of “blend into the crowd” attire. It was a new place and new faces, but similar décor as all the other gay bars out there. They had rainbow streamers over the bar, rainbow colored lights spiraled up and down the pillars, rainbow napkins and the like. All sprinkled over the same old faded oak and dark paneled walls. The bar stools were newer, with red vinyl tops. At least they were comfortable. She thought. She looked at her phone, it was ten to eight. She should be here in about ten minutes. She was nervous, she hadn’t been on a date for some time for good reason. She felt awkward and a little bit rusty. She kept checking herself over, wondering if she underdressed for the occasion. She ordered another drink as the bartender passed by again. The crowd started picking up and so did her nerves. She glanced at the time again, two minutes past eight. She looked around the room for a woman with red hair about mid-way down her back. She had told her she’d be wearing a denim jacket.
Shannon BurgerPublished 2 years ago in Filthy