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Whatever Strikes Your Fantasy
Chapter One Mallory Malone could not believe her luck as she stepped over the threshold and into the main foyer of the impressively large manor home. Once inside, she followed the gentleman who had helped her with gathering her bags from the cab she’d taken from the airport, as he led her to the large ornate front desk that was located in the small alcove to her right.
Mary BoatrightPublished 3 years ago in FilthyThe Darkside of Sex
Chapter 6: The Big Reveal……………………….52 Chapter 7: Trail of Tears………………………….63 Chapter 8: Double Jeopardy……………………..74 Chapter 9: Officer Johansson……………………84
Pamela RivettePublished 3 years ago in FilthyCorner Room
The day was gray, dark, cold. The rain had followed her on her three hour drive to the city where he lived. She felt anxious and the weather wasn't helping.
EROTIC STORIES FOR WOMEN
I see you sitting on the bench as I pull up in my golf cart. I am a Park Maintenance worker and I have been watching you every day walk through the park. I noticed you sat on the bench overlooking the river which is a favorite of those seeking private sex spots. I throw on my jump suit and gather my tools and step into my cart. Unknown to you I have been watching you on my computer as the park is loaded with security cameras. I pull up to where you are and say,” Good Morning may I clean here or would you like to continue your privacy”. You smile and say, “You may dance from a pole for me anytime you like”. I am shocked at you being so forward and then I notice you have no bra on, and your nipples are poking through your shirt. My erection becomes noticeable to you and you smile with pride as if you have been presented an award. I say, “Miss will you please sit in my cart while I clean the bench.” You move to the cart without asking why. I begin foaming down the bench and wiping it down. I am talking as I am working explain that all this is new stuff that must be done because of Covid 19. I am scrubbing away, and I feel your eyes raping my body as I work. I finish and glance at you sitting in the cart with your skirt pulled up playing with your juicy pussy. You see me looking and say,” Do you think you can help me”? I say,” Yes” and take my jump suit off to reveal a throbbing erection. You smile and say,” Good I was going to hold your cart hostage until you satisfied me”. I bury my face between your legs and sink my tongue inside you. You moan with ecstasy as my tongue begins to flicker at your clitoris. You reach down and grab the back of my head as you begin to orgasm. It is like you want to stuff my whole head up inside you because you are so driven with the desire for more pleasure. You begin to squirt all over my face, and I drink all your juices I can. You are out of breath and glistening with sweat. The seat on the cart is the perfect height as I stand and slide my cock deep inside you. I begin to thrust hard and fast and the cart squeaks as it rocks back and forth. You let out a scream as you burst into orgasm. I feel it building and sink my cock balls deep inside you and explode with warm spurts of cum. You can feel me squirting inside you and your orgasm intensifies. I pull my cock out of you and wipe it off. I quickly get dressed and say, “Well Miss would you like to help me do the maintenance next week same time. You are glowing with satisfaction and say, “You can maintenance me anytime you want”. You reach into your purse and get a business card and hand it to me. I smile at you and say, “My name is John”. You smile and say,” I am Katie”. I give you a long passionate kiss and say,” I hate to leave but I will call, and we will go to dinner”. You smile and say,” And we will have desert at my place” I feel a stirring in groin as I think about desert at your place and the things I can do with Ready Whip. We hug again and go our separate ways.
John HarringtonPublished 3 years ago in FilthySINDAY ; ) Day 5 Short Erotic Stories
DAY 5 Short Erotic Stories Chapter 5 BUS part 1 It was the last trip of the night. I was the driver of the party bus. Many beautiful women all around… I dropped most of them off at their destinations. There were three beautiful women left. The sexiest one was 45 years old she reminded me of Jessica Alba, except with a little more thickness in all the right places. Then were 2 more, one was 26 years old and the other was 32 years old. There was a bachelor party that had ended that night, and these ladies were tipsy. I saw how hard it was to for them to make it to the party bus.
LB HarpdogPublished 3 years ago in FilthySexual Healing
I pulled the last dregs of energy from the bottom of my weary soul and forced it out through my hands. They warmed against the chest of the frail, nameless child who was writhing in the grips of a fever dream. The miasma of sickness and darkening auras from dozens of stricken Normies overpowered the flickering fluorescent lights in the repurposed building. I had no idea exactly how many were laying on cots in the crowded room. Their faces and names had all blurred together after hours of energy healing.
Terri StormsPublished 3 years ago in FilthyThe Mirror
As soon as the door clicked, he was on her. Or, she was on him. They were eager, hungry, desperate for each other's touch.
Fighting Urges
I wanted any excuse for her to touch me. Her reflection in the night light made her look so sexy and mysterious as she slowly approached me in the garden. Her warm body tensing up against mine as her hands remained in her pockets. Her thighs touching mine. Her eyes were gazing at me in the crisp night as they navigated their way down my lips, my breast and down my skirt. She gave me her smirk just before she makes her masculine yet so feminine move. She aggressively yet so seductively grabs me by the waist, and stuck her tongue down my throat. Her lips were sucking on my bottom lip as her hands went up my shirt trying to undo my bra. Her hips grinding into mine as she spun me round and whacked me hard against the backyard fence. My hands were instantly wrapped around her neck. She wasn't going anywhere. Oh baby please don't stop! I wanted her hands all over me. I wanted her to grab my breast in one hand, and my ass cheek in the other. I wanted her to lift up my thigh and grind up on my wetness. I wanted her to make me moan. I wanted to orgasm. Dominate my tiny body. Tie me up! Eat me!
A Midsummer Wet Dream
It's Friday, and just like any other Friday, I'm glad it's finally here.For me, that usually means binge-watching a series on Netflix for hours or pretending that I'm James Stewart from Alfred Hitchock's infamous film Rear Window, but today is different. You see, I have new neighbors moving in this weekend, and they aren't your ordinary neighbors. It's a guy..well, an attractive guy with two women accompanying him. Based on their interactions with each other as they were coming in, I got the impression that they weren't kinfolk. Now, since I'm as nosey as they come, I decided to introduce myself as they were coming out. I greeted them as if I were meeting someone's parents for the first time. Eager to make a good impression but not overbearing. I could see it written all over their faces that they weren't expecting New Yorkers to be this welcoming. Luckily for them, I'm not from around here. Being from the south, it's in my blood to know the people I live around and not just to be nice. It's also just in case someone starts actin' a fool so I can get out of dodge. However, in this case, leaving never came across my mind, breathing either, but I just had to know more about them.
imthenwgirlPublished 3 years ago in FilthySinday ; ) Day 4 Short Erotic Stories
DAY 4 Short Erotic Stories Chapter 4 RESTAURANT I am the party girl, the one everyone calls when there life falls apart or they need support. I am the umbrella that protects everyone around me from the rain of life and the scorching sun of the pain in life. But what they don’t know is that at night when I all alone, I fall apart with no one to hold. A failed marriage and a few past mistakes of men, makes me doubt myself.
LB HarpdogPublished 3 years ago in FilthyConference Room
She parked outside the Mexican restaurant he'd suggested. It had been over a year since they'd met the first time. She was excited and nervous about tonight...about their first real date.
Some Summit Fun
"That's a great view," I say as we come around the final bend and see the mountain range spread out in front of us. "The mountains or my ass?" you respond as you cheekily look back and smirk at me. "Do I have to pick?" You just turn back around without saying anything and take a seat on a rock that happens to be near the edge of the cliff the trail ended on. We aren't quite at the summit but it seems a bit too steep to try and go up farther. Especially with how long this hike had been already. I pull out my phone and ask you if you'd like me to take some pictures of you on the rock. You answer in the affirmative, of course. So I take a step back to get you and the mountain range all into the frame and start clicking away. After a couple of moments and different poses, you give me another cheeky smirk before you start to push up your shirt showing off your abs and your sports bra. I pause for a moment before I give my own little smirk and keep clicking away. Although, when you push up your bra, exposing your perfect tits I slow down my photo-taking as I realize you might want to take this a little farther. I'm also having circulation issues as my cock starts to get hard. I only get a couple of more pictures off as you move your hands to your shorts and start to slide them down. I have to reach down and adjust my own shorts as they have become quite tight. I'm also getting a little nervous because, while there haven't been many people on this trail, we passed our last fellow hikers headed the other way over an hour ago, someone could still come up any moment. However, all thoughts of that leave my mind as you turn around and bend over and put your hands on the rock you were posing on earlier. Before I realize it, I am walking up behind you undoing my own shorts and pulling out my rigid cock. As I get behind you I put one hand on your hip as my other hand guides my dick to your pussy and I start to rub it against your lips, up to your ass, and down to your clit. I love the way you start to moan in anticipation and when I rub it against your clit. As I get it back to your dripping lips I stop and guide it in so just the tip is inside and before I can just hold it there you push back on to me until your ass is on my thighs. I'm amazed at how wet you are. I start to move in and out of you, slowly at first but I quicken the pace soon after. You are pushing back against me as I thrust and we start to make an incredibly loud slapping sound as our bodies collide. I can feel you tremble slightly so I take one of my hands and move my thumb to your ass and start rubbing your asshole as we get faster and faster. Suddenly I feel your pussy clench onto my cock as I'm buried deep in you. I quickly grab your hips with both hands and hold you there as I empty my balls deep in your pussy. When you are done shaking I quickly reach around to hold you to keep you from collapsing onto the rock and to grab your breasts and squeeze your nipples as we come down together. After a moment we separate and put our clothes in place. We both grab our water bottles and start to drain them as we head back down the trail. About five minutes into the return trek we come across a couple headed up. We both blush a bit as they smirk at us but continue on toward the summit.
BeMySextFantasyPublished 3 years ago in Filthy