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My Lady.
I watched the waitress return with our drinks, she cautiously placed them on the table in front of us, it was then I noticed the intense eye contact between the two of them. I watched as she gazed at the waitress walking away, observing the slight bounce of her ass when she took a step. I moved in closer to her, leaning into her I let out a deep growl in her ear. The corner of her mouth arched up, her hand reached for my thigh, applying pressure with her fingertips, the room went silent, as if we were the only ones there.
By Luna Arcana4 years ago in Filthy
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Without warning her focus was drawn to the dramatic change in the energy surrounding her, the noise from the busy bar she sat in suddenly became that of a distant mummer, the darkness becoming darker. Her pale soft skin twitching as she sensed someone drawing closer to her. She didn’t turn to witness the owner of the energy she already knew it was him.
By Luna Arcana4 years ago in Filthy
04.19.2022
He told me to breathe through my sacram, the part of the body that connects the tail bone to the lower spine, hips and pelvis. As I obeyed his command, I was instantly turned on. I could feel the eroticism writhing in my body from my pelvis all the way up my spine and into my skull.
By Adriana Karagozian4 years ago in Filthy
Slippered! - Chapter 9
Slippered! – Chapter 9 After a very long and leisurely lunch and a walk in a nearby park, Ying and Cherry Lin sauntered hand in hand back towards town. As they once again approached the road leading to the little Bistro, Ying's attention was drawn to a middle-aged geezer who suddenly raised his left arm, as though in greeting. Ying raised his own arm in automatic response, wondering who on earth the man was, and was surprised to receive a snarl for his pains. The man tugged at his elevated arm with his other hand, jumped into a Rover (latest model, automatic transmission, Ying' s mechanic's mind noted) and screamed off down the road with raised arm poking through the open sun roof.
By Malcolm Twigg4 years ago in Filthy
Slippered! - Chapter 8
Slippered! - Chapter 8 In the room next door, Slipper awoke under the distinct impression that he was witness to an attempted murder. At least, that's what the noise coming from the other side of the wall told him. In between the crash of toppling machinery and muffled curses, a series of shrill screams suggested that he really ought to think about leaving. Although, on the other hand, agonised exhortations to a ‘stupid fucking bitch’ to ‘put my sodding leg back,’ suggested instead that he might be better advised in hiding in case the 'stupid fucking bitch' caught him leaving and took his own leg off.
By Malcolm Twigg4 years ago in Filthy
Slippered! - Chapter 7
Slippered! - Chapter 7 “Knock it off, Carmen,” complained Harris, “I've got to get this furniture moved.” Carmen twisted his hair around her forefinger. “Never mind the furniture,” she said lazily, assuming a theatrically languorous posture, “Move me. Make the earth shake. Bring the walls crashing down about our ears.” She laughed.
By Malcolm Twigg4 years ago in Filthy
The Man That Got Away
When getting ready to meet, you must remove everything that makes you, you. That's what I remembered. I was getting ready to meet him. We ended up working an event together. Feelings arose. Looks were exchanged. The last day we almost ended up doing it in the janitor's closet. But just before he was about to get inside me, he said " No. I can't. Not here."
By Melissa Lenox4 years ago in Filthy
