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His brother's wife
Joel glanced around the room. The table was set, the wine had been poured, and he was pretty sure that his sister-in-law was ready to serve dinner. If only his brother were home — which he wasn’t, and from the tone of the conversation he heard drifting from the kitchen, his brother wasn’t going to be home anytime soon.
Laura SteelePublished 2 years ago in FilthyOral Worship and You
Age-old question: what is it with guys and their dicks? They’re oh-so-eager to whip it out at any opportunity. Super glad to send unsolicited dick pics. Confident that all that come into contact with IT are forever changed (and yet the insecure Do You Like It questions posed in eight different ways). They want their penis to be worshiped and revered yet when I do so, obnoxious cockiness inevitably ensues.
Getting my G.O.A.T.
Steve and I flirted online for about a year before we finally met up. We had logistical issues keeping us apart (distance, work schedules, hosting difficulties) and perhaps a bit of a lackadaisical attitude from us both. He wasn't quite my physical type but he seemed like a cool guy; sexual and sexy without being cocky, and attracted to me in all my hot mess glory...
Adventures in Domination and Blackmail
Adventures in Dominance and Blackmail Chapter 2 Tuesday morning seemed to never arrive, the lingering question of how much intrusion into the life of the client before the client decides to make a scene or report the dom. Time will tell. The dom was making ready the room to be used for today’s scene. An older gentleman, the client tried to get a specific scene whenever he got the itch but was not satisfied. The first couple of times he tried, the expert never showed up at the meeting place. His last try had an illness that prevented the client from meeting with the dom.
Derick SinclarPublished 2 years ago in FilthyStop the Wedding!
Sara Parker was sitting in her house crying her eyes out when a mutual friend, Chase Huntington, of her and her ex called her and said he was getting married. Chase told her that if she still loved him, that she needed to tell him before it really was too late. That he knows that she and Devin still love each other and belonged together. It was time for her to stop sitting by, because Devin wasn’t going to come after her, since she was the one that walked away.
Ireland LoreleiPublished 2 years ago in FilthyDate Night
Laughing as he grabs the hotel key from his wallet and brings it to the door handle to get it open. He grabs my hand and leads me into the room. As you walk in, there's a bathroom on the right equipped with a walk in shower, on the left is a bench with a huge mirror behind it. A closet spacious enough for a few of our clothes and luggage. A television sits on a dark oak wood desk, two queen size beds separated by a single night stand are to the left. White comforters, sheets, and pillows blanket the modern style beds. A huge window separates us and the city below the hotel. The view is absolutely amazing as the night comes to life. Below people swarm the streets looking for an enjoyable night filled with drinks and music. I’m reminded of why I am here as I feel Mark's hand gently massage my shoulders. I close my eyes and let his skillful hands work their magic. We've been dating for a year and this vacation was much needed for us. Yes we lived and saw each other on a daily basis, but this time alone was our escape from our everyday lives. We turned off our phones and made our family and friends aware of some much needed self care and quality time.
Pass or Fail
When class is over, I find a way to linger. I try to decipher how to pull a problem out of thin air, just to ask him for a solution. He obliges because his first love is knowledge. And while I try to respect his arena, his stage; all I really want is for him to explore my submission with the critical eye for detail and fevor he has when he speaks about engineering.
J. GilyardPublished 2 years ago in FilthyA kiss for the babysitter
Alex put down the phone, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath while he tried to calm himself. There were few things as frustrating as a conversation where one person was doing nothing but yelling and the other had to sit there and take it. His wife had been the yeller. Alex had been sitting there and taking it.
Laura SteelePublished 2 years ago in FilthyHappy Holiday's
Based on a true story. Fabiola was planning to show up and show out. Mike invited her to an exclusive Fireman holiday party in the suburbs. He told her to bring some friends. There will be free drinks, and free food will be provided for the attendees. Who should I invite? I know Monique & Liz. We haven’t hung out in a while. This should be fun. Maybe they could meet their own fireman to date. Fabiola texted Monique and invited her. Once Fabiola text her the details, she was down to go. Next, she texted Liz and asked her if she wanted to go out for food and drinks. Fabiola left out the part of it being Mike's holiday party. Liz would flake, so Fabiola wanted to put two friends in place.
Fatimah WhitePublished 2 years ago in FilthyPicnic With Daddy
Picnic With Daddy Dara smiled lifting her face to the sun as Daddy stroked a hand down her arm. Kissing her temple, he left her leaning against a tree as he went over to the table in the clearing. He smiled at her as he set the basket on the table taking the blanket off the top, padding the bench with it. Crocking his finger at her he silently called her over to him.
Marie RossPublished 2 years ago in FilthySpreading Holiday Cheer
Christmas has cum and gone, and if you’re like me, you could still use a little more cream filling. A new year is on the horizon, but that doesn’t mean this one is ready to be discarded like last night’s bar slut. There is still some time to send 2021 out with a bang, my lovelies.
Samantha WillowsPublished 2 years ago in FilthySouvenir
Even after disembarking, it still felt like Mary was aboard ship. The other passengers milled around, flitting from shop to shop, checking out the stalls that were set up all along the dock, buying everything from maracas to blankets to giant bottles of Dos Equis. Everywhere she looked, she saw somebody that she recognized from the ship.
Laura SteelePublished 2 years ago in Filthy