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Whispered Love
Once upon a time, in a small town nestled amidst rolling hills, there lived two souls destined for each other. Their names were Amelia and Gabriel. Amelia was a spirited young woman with an enchanting smile and a heart full of dreams. Gabriel, on the other hand, possessed a magnetic charm that could captivate anyone's attention. They were destined to meet, but fate had a grand plan in store for them.
By Golden Notes3 years ago in Filthy
Billie's Show
Billie had flown to Miami from Dallas after performing a show which had over a hundred thousand people. While in Miami she was in town to attend a fashion show to support her friends who are models. She had black hair dyed blonde and went to buy a new green dress that was on sale. There she noticed a few fans there and took a few pictures with them. an hour after billie went to the red carpet and wore a green dress that showed some cleavage. She posed for pictures while on the red carpet and posed for more with others. The reporters and photographers always thought that one of these days Billie would bust those huge tits of hers out, and they were ready when the moment came. Billie had looked ready to bust them out. afterwards she went backstage and saw a security guard waiting for her. His name is Ray and he had been watching backstage the whole night.
By Forest Green3 years ago in Filthy
TRIPLE PLEASURE
Triple Pleasure The guys were in a jolly mood as they walked out of my tent, its not every day your general’s daughter tells you, there is a largely free day tomorrow since the General is going for a meeting with the president to brief him on our work so far against the insurgents. Not really free, the free day to them meant they can chill a bit, but the strategy sessions with my dad’s deputies are way easier than usual, the mercs(mercenaries) were a bit overbearing but with him gone, the day would be lighter, hence makes it seem like a free day. They all left the tent, as I watched how hunky dudes left my tent, wondering how big their dick were…the things my head harbours will get me in trouble soon.Its always a joy to watch some of these elite force guys, very tall and extra built, how I wish one of them would fuck me over the table, holding me with the hard hands, and shoving the hard dick down my pussy or mouth, I like it rough, Mr. Soldier, take no pity on me. My mind drifted back and forth, as I was about to retire to my make-shift bed in my dad’s tent, I noticed one of the guys in the tent, it was Hakeem, the cutest of them. I got to know him my first day at the camp when I accidentally stepped on him, he had light brown eyes, fair a bit and the sexiest smile that would make any lady wet on the spot. Why is he a soldier, he should be selling his awesomeness in fitness magazine, or something more fun but then again what is sexier than an handsome hunk of a soldier, so he is in the right place. He was still in the tent and when I was about to ask him why he waited behind I saw the little bulge in his trousers, a part of me knew what was about to happen and I wanted to scream rape but I hadn’t been fucked thoroughly since I arrived this camp 3months ago so I pretended as though I didn’t see his member getting hard. In my own right, I think I defeated Jide, Chidi and Ifeanyi, they didn’t defend the rough soldier sex I always imagined I also am responsible for this, my dad(the general) had been skeptical about me being at home, while my siblings were in school and my mum out of town on business for about 3 weeks. He dint trust me with the boys in our neighbourhood, someone once spread a rumour of me sleeping with 5 boys in our building, shameless guys that I dint sleep with snitched, no video/picture proof sha. It was just 3 guys I did it with, too much alcohol and weed leads to things especially orgy with 3 boys in the same building complex, I seriously hate to lose a dare game. Its not totally my fault, I have this Angelina Jolie kind of lips with double D breast and a Nicki Minaj kind of ass, my bbm name is Ms. Boobilicious Minaj, now you know why. He drew me near and squeeze my soft huge ass, I thought it was gonna burst, he stood there staring into my eyes, then he leaned into my right ear and said “You had better scream now because I’m about to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked”, that only made me wet the more. Oh! did I mention Hakeem is 6ft 7 with an super toned muscular body which I was about to ravage. My plan was to make him beg for my pussy but he also came prepared. He yanked off my top, a tight black shirt pressing against my breasts. He did it with so much strength that the shirt tore at once and I wasn’t wearing a bra…lucky bastard.I did that on purpose, just to tease the soldiers, see if they can resist my twins. My nipples were hard and he sucked them one at a time whilst exploring my ass with his hands, just as I let out a little moan, he took me to my desk and bent me over and aggressively removed my trousers. I didn’t look back because I wanted him to get a good look at the ass that was about to devour his cock. He walked over to my desk already naked, I let out a loud ‘FUCK!!!’ when I saw his dick, it was definitely 9inches and it was averagely fat, he removed handcuffs from the drawer(how did he know it was there?) he flipped me over and cuffed my hands round the pole holding my tent just behind my desk, then he rubbed his dick on my pussy and then put it in my ass hole WTF!!! he started fucking my ass hole slowly then he increased his speed. I wasn’t a virgin anally but it wasn’t the first place I thought he would go, the pounding continued on my asshole as though it was my pussy, it was painful but I enjoyed it. He pounded me continuously while I was screaming fuck! fuck! fuck!, I didn’t care if anyone came in. He pounded until he hit a wall like thing then he reduced his pace. He removed his dick and put it in my pussy, went in the whole nine yards. Suddenly he removed it and came to the side of the desk where my head was and told me to suck, No! I said, he commanded me to suck his dick again. I was sure he wanted to fuck every hole on my body, will need to hide my nose and ear from him. The whole scenario was fucking amazing, I was enjoying every minute of it, though painful, I liked how he ordered me, I enjoy playing slave. I took the cock in my mouth and sucked. As I sucked, he held my head and started fucking my mouth, I knew soldiers liked rough sex but this was more like 50 shades of grey in real life. He fucked my mouth I thought I was gonna choke then he removed it. He went back to my honey pot and started pummeling, with strength, precision and damn was I screaming. He took it to my asshole again and this time i started crying like a baby, he didn’t stop this time and i cried and told him to stop but he said he wanted me to cry and scream his name. I screamed for him to stop but I wanted more, I knew I would be sore for days but I will remember this as the best dick I have ever had. I heard him grunt and I could tell he was either tired or was about to cum, he ejected his dick and with tears flowing down my cheek, I could see the tip of that monster, it was big and shiny. He put it in my pussy and started pounding, so hard, so fast, so precise. The sound from his waist and my ass made a loud pam! pam! pam! when he hit me. I could feel his dick harden a bit more then he fucked faster with his beast, he held my legs up and fucked. Boy! Did he fuck and I kept screaming like someone was torturing me…it was torture now, ass and pussy HABA!. The pain and pleasure at this point almost equal. He removed his dick and stroked, bursting out a huge amount of cum on me, then he laid on the desk and said “Don’t get angry for what I’m about to say but the boys and I had a bet and i said I would fuck you without kissing you” WTF!! I exclaimed, I was a bet and moreover he actually fucked my brains out without kissing me, it must be Musa who put him up for this because I told him all I could do was suck him and kiss him…Damn you, Musa! He continued and said “But I didn’t do it for them, I actually had eyes on you from the day you arrived and I wanted you so bad thinking about you made me masturbate and I also wanted revenge for the days you made me hard without noticing”. Well, that made me forget about being a bet and it also marked the beginning of our FWB(friendship with benefits). We fucked everytime we were alone and sometimes my nymph friends would join. I didn’t force her, she and I have had little sexcapades so its only fair we share this one too. I have found a dick with whom I am well pleased.
By Bridget Dyke3 years ago in Filthy
COOCHIE FREAK
Coochie Freak Amaka moaned deeply as I dug my tongue deep into her wet mound of sweetness, twirling her hips and arching her back, urging me on. I held her legs firmly and concentrated on taking her to the heights of another climax. She kept calling my name, and telling me how much she loved me and wanted me to fuck her. My rod was extremely hardened beneath me, roughly grazing the duvet which covered Amaka’s bed. We hadn’t even bothered about soiling it. Whenever I nibbled at her bulging clitoris, she moaned louder and tried to push my head away with her hand, while her feet kept me in position and made sure I continued. I could sense her climax approaching when she started saying gibberish with “oh my god, oh my god, oh my god” the only words I could make out from what she was saying. Then I knew it was time to plunge in. I quickly brought my enraged boner to that wetness between her legs and slowly guided my shaft into her. Then with one quick thrust all of me was inside of her. She gasped then, and her cum spilled from her. her body jerked and vibrated, her coochie walls clenched tight against my manliness as her climax swept over her. A tear rolled down her left eye, both were clenched shut, her fingers dug deep into my back as she urged me to thrust harder into her. I slammed as hard as I could. Sweat dropped from my forehead and dropped on her breasts. Those beauties. I bent my head and sucked on her tout nipples. The contact of my groin against hers let out a delicious sound. Amaka’s moans had become soft sobs, she truly was in love with me. I liked her a lot, but Joe had never really fallen in love with anybody. “Baby lie down let me ride you” She told me. I obliged. This time pushing the duvet aside and resting on the soft bed while Amaka held my cock and stroked it a coupled of times, massaging my knob and giving me a sweet sensation. Then she lay on my body, her boobs on my chest, looking into my eyes. I pushed her stray hairs to the side and brought her face to mine. I kissed her. She then sat up, with my rod already in her and began to move slowly on me, with both hands caressing my chest, playing with my nipples. The sight of her on me always drove me crazy. We’d been fucking for a couple of months now but each time kinda felt like the first time. I reached gehind and grabbed her soft asscheeks. Massaging and kneading. I moved my hips beneath her, trying to sync the rhythm of our bodies. Her eyes had glazed all over again and her mouth was open like she wanted to speak but there were no words forthcoming. I groaned as I felt my dick tightened by the walls of her orifice. She knew how best to pleasure me like this. I closed my eyes and gnarled my teeth, waiting for that wave of pleasure to hit me. Amaka fastened her pace ontop of me, going faster and faster, It felt like my dick was going to get damaged if she went any faster, but I didn’t care. At that moment she leaned forward to kiss me again as her booty slammed from up and down on me, the sweet slapping sounds driving me nuts…and I burst my nuts. My load travelling all the way up into her very womb. I screamed as I grabbed her ass and pounded her from beneath until I lost every ounce of energy in my body. Amaka collapsed on the bed beside me, and cuddled me. She held my jaw and looked into my eyes. “I love you, Joe.” Her eyes were quite sincere when she said those words. “I love you too.” I lied. I was having a shower at my place when I heard my phone ring. I ignored it. I couldn’t leave the shower. The phone kept ringing. The caller was persistent. I left the shower, water still pouring and grabbed a towel. I cleaned my face and a bit of my body and walked to where I’d dropped my phone. Lynda. 5 missed calls. Just as I was about to drop the phone and return to the shower it began to ring again. Lynda calling. I considered the phone for a couple of seconds before swiping to the right. “Yes?” I answered with an uninterested tone. “Jonathan, for how long will you avoid me?” “Who says I’m avoiding you?” “Please don’t give me that bullshit. Haven’t you been seeing my calls? My texts? On whatsapp and bbm? I even wrote you a letter. A bloody letter!” I laughed. She actually did that. “So it’s funny now abi?” “Hey, Lynda. Since you’ve seen that I’m ignoring you why do you still bother yourself about me? Isn’t it as clear as day that I’m not interested in any kind of communication with you? I shouldn’t even have picked this call.” “Oh… so you didn’t want to pick my call enh? Okay, now that you did, I have some good news for you, Mister.” “What do you mean?” I asked, trying to figure out what it could be. “I’m three weeks old with your baby, Jonathan. And I’m not getting rid of it.” She cut the call after that and all I could do was look at the phone like I was a caveman who just discovered technology. I spent the evening at a bar, drinking and thinking about what Lynda had said. 70. No. 85% of my brain told me she was lying. She just wanted us to get back together. But I didn’t want her. I never really cared about her that much. She was just another ‘should have been a fling but things kinda escalated’ girl to me. She said she wasn’t getting rid of it, like that was a threat that would have me come knocking at her door and begging her on my knees? I chuckled and took another swig at my bottle of Heineken. The loud music and constant intake of alcohol drowned my thoughts soon enough and I forgot about Lynda. Whenever I got tipsy, it was Amaka I thought about. I suddenly had developed an erection as I thought about our intimate sex that morning. How she’d looked at me and told me she loved me. I shouldn’t have lied to her. I clenched my fist at the thought of doing to Amaka what I’d done to so many other ladies. I was suddenly angry at myself. I took one long drink from the bottle of beer till I drained it. I needed something stronger so I asked for shots of whisky. After downing a couple and one more, my head felt lighter. And then I turned around and noticed the lady who’d been staring at me. She was beautiful. Her eyes held a knowing look. Like she knew what I’d been thinking. Then I looked down at my crotch and saw that my bulge was actually showing. I crossed my legs and looked back at her and saw that she was smiling and shook her head slightly. I knew then that I was going to end up fucking her that night. An hour later we were both talking and laughing as I told drunken jokes. She had a lovely personality. She wasn’t as drunk as I was but I could tell she was an adventurous type. She asked me why I tried to hide my boner and I laughed and told her it really wasn’t for public view. My cue was when she said she wished she could see more of it, with a hint in her eyes. I gulped down the remnant of my umpteenth bottle of beer that night and stood up, feeling a bit woozy but firm on the ground. I offered her my hand, a half smile on my lips and a “come on let me take you to my place and wreck your pussy” look on my face. She hesitated a bit, but took my hand and stood up. She was quite tall, and elegantly dressed. I put an arm around her waist and led her out. She said I wasn’t in any condition to drive and said we were going to have to use her car. I agreed. On the ride home, I had two of my fingers lodged in her coochie the whole time. I really was going to enjoy that night.
By Bridget Dyke3 years ago in Filthy
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By James Salazar3 years ago in Filthy
