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Blow & Go: Part One
October has always been my favorite month of the year, not because of my birthday, but because it's a spooky month. Halloween is my absolute favorite holiday; I love the creepy atmosphere and seeing the decorations wherever I go. For me, it's like, for thirty-one days, I'm - safely - living in a horror movie; I love it. Although the weather is usually cold and damp, I love that, too; it's a much-needed respite after the atrocities of summer, especially summer without air conditioning.
By Gabriel Bradshaw 3 months ago in Filthy
Joan's Room. Content Warning.
Then, with a primal surge of power and longing, he thrust. The bed creaked a rhythmic protest, mirroring the rhythm that was building between them. Each thrust was deeper, more insistent, pushing them closer to the edge. Joan’s fingers dug into the sheets, her back arching, her hips meeting his powerful rhythm. The world outside the bedroom faded, replaced by the symphony of their gasps, the slap of skin against skin, and the undeniable, exquisite friction that promised an explosive release.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The low hum of the city was a distant murmur against the frantic rhythm of my own heart. We’d just settled back into bed, the lingering warmth of a shared meal and laughter still humming between us. I’d been teasing her gently about her competitive streak during our last board game, and she’d retaliated with a playful shove, tumbling into my arms.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun
The low hum of the city was a distant thrum against the glass of the penthouse windows, a stark contrast to the rapidly escalating tempo inside. My shirt was somewhere on the floor, probably tangled with Camila’s silk camisole, a casualty of the whirlwind that had begun the moment her key had turned in the lock. We’d barely made it past the entryway, our lips hungry, our hands desperate, shedding layers as if they were a burden to be discarded.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The locker room hummed with the usual post-game adrenaline and the lingering scent of sweat and liniment. We’d just pulled off an improbable win, and the celebratory hoots and back-slapping were still echoing off the tiled walls. I’d lingered a little too long, enjoying the camaraderie, my towel precariously draped around my waist as I joked with the guys.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Joan's Room
She hummed in response, a soft, satisfied sound deep in her throat. "Good," she breathed, her lips brushing against his, a promise in the touch. "Because I think I like it even more." The candle flickered, casting their intertwined shadows on the wall, hinting at the intimate celebration that was only just beginning.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Joan's Room
Joan stood there, framed by the warm glow of her apartment, a vision that simultaneously disarmed and electrified him. She was wearing a silk robe, the fabric a deep sapphire that shimmered in the soft light, hanging open to reveal a black lace bra and matching panties. The delicate lace contrasted sharply with the smooth expanse of her skin, a tantalizing peek at the secrets beneath. Her dark hair was artfully tousled, as if she’d just emerged from a luxurious bath, and her lips, without a trace of makeup, were a soft, inviting pink.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The steam hung thick in the air, a familiar, comforting haze after a grueling practice. The roar of the showers was a symphony, punctuated by the good-natured ribbing and exhaustion-fueled groans of the team. I was under the hottest spray, letting the water pound away the aches, when a sudden, unexpected hush fell over the locker room. I was rinsing shampoo from my hair when a sudden hush fell, a collective pause in the usual locker room chaos. The usual boisterous chatter died down to a few muffled coughs and the continued hiss of water.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
