erotic

Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.

3-Way; wham-bam, thank you—ma’am? Sir?
They all discussed a plan for the weekend, their first date, and then… The kicker; how they’d like to plan their first time, all together.
By Melissa Ingoldsby5 years ago in Filthy
"Someone else"
With Harsh's voice, Riya closed the shower and emerged wrapped in a red towel, looking very sexy in the open wet hair. Harsh was lying on the bed and was carefully watching Riya.
By Ritika mishra5 years ago in Filthy
Get Any Girl You Want
Dating in today's age can be hard and easy at the same time. As the world is connected, it's very easy to find someone you like and make a move. But it gets really hard when you have self-doubt and don't know where to begin with.
By Adii5 years ago in Filthy
A Writer's Rose
We talked online for some time. There was a lot of flirting, but we were both honest with one another from the beginning. He wasn’t looking for anything serious, and I was still in love with an old flame that was dying out. He was a college professor who taught English and I graduated with my bachelor's in English a few years prior. There was an age gap, but he was someone I could look up to and admire. Besides, the intellectual conversations were much more intriguing than the random meaningless conversations I was used to.
By Lindsey Hultman5 years ago in Filthy
Risky Sex Behind a Church
I'm staring into the baby blue eyes of a goddess; my dinner date, Courtney. We are posted up at Mr. Ghetti's, an Italian restaurant located in Spartanburg, SC.
By Timothy Kincaid5 years ago in Filthy
A nice dream
I am laying in a forest at night bright moonbeams break through the canopy and illuminating the floor. The clear illumination makes me feel that the moon is full though it stays hidden. The forest is alive with the sound of insects and birds performing there songs, to call lovers and warn of predators. I feel hungry silent eyes though I cannot see them. Than I see or hear or maybe feel, I not sure which first but their you are naked, proud and sensual the moon light accentuating your exquisite form. You look at me with bright hungry eyes before making your way towards me. It is than that I realize I am also naked, I instinctually move to shield myself from your view but you are quick, firmly holding my hands than lowering yourself until you are eye level with my member. Your fingers swim through my pubes hair as you plant light kisses on the inside of my legs making your way to where they connect. I shiver and quiver tensing with shallow breaths as your hands dance on my stomach your lips planting little kisses around my pubis area careful not to touch me yet but taking deep breaths of my genitalic area. When you are ready I feel your eyes flutter open and closed tickling me as your moist mouth opens and your tongue slides out licking my testicles as one hand comes down and eclipses my shaft moving slowly up and down. Than one ball slides into your mouth, one hand sensually rakes all over my body while the other strokes faster, than both balls are in your mouth and I wonder if you won’t suck them out leaving me a eunuch but I lack the conviction to stop you enthralled as I am in that fog of ecstasy. Than you release me, all your hands and mouth gone in a second, I feel how covered in cool sweat I am now but before I could wipe myself you swallow me while holding me down with your body, it is than I realize I am on the ground and that you have reversed your self and your sex is in my face. I don’t wait for an invitation diving into your moist sex barely able to breath but at peace with the idea of dying this way. You release me from your mouth with loud pop and my head drops to the floor as you place your flower on my face rubbing it to pleasure yourself. One hand strokes me while the other cradles me. You say something in a language never translated but all true lovers know. I try to answer but your juices are a deluge And I am drowning. You speak in that primal love language again, riding me harder stroking me faster than again and again, than a loud jungle cat roars only it isn’t a jungle cat it is me and I twirl you onto your back than open my mouth wide plunging my tongue into your sweet depths somehow sucking all of you for a time, my cock throbs and pulses in your mouth, than I release you hearing your head fall in the same way mine did. Quick like a spider I twist around and thrust my self inside of you, your back arcs, I lift your head kissing your neck as I thrust inside of you, your juices spraying out of you covering me from navel to crack like morning dew. One of your hands presses and circles your clit while another cups your breasts. I begin pounding harder your insides becoming a drum my cock the drumstick you speak in that primordial lovers tongue again I answer with a bestial grow of my own for I am simply a beast of carnal lustful pleasure now. thrusting in you I drop your legs as I grab your sides than up to your breasts my mouth reaches your neck and I kiss and suck you all the while thrusting harder and deeper until your neck is covered in hickeys. You moan and shiver, your whole body convulsing as you clinch my cock with your legs as I pump my seed into you. I feel it leaking out dripping across your legs, snaking through your hairy mound and even making it your other hole. I collapse on you, we turn and intertwine becoming a cocoon of cum, sweat, and sensual juices. Our hearts beat in tandem as we whisper to each other in that oldest of tongues incomprehensible to those not in love.
By JR Stine5 years ago in Filthy
Bred by Santa
Since I was a little girl I had a wish: to go to the North Pole. I have almost forgotten about this dream until one winter night…
By Nessa Sparks5 years ago in Filthy
Friends With Benefits
R18 + content warning: sexually explicit scenes, graphic language, drug use. “Look, I’ll admit it, you were right, and I was wrong. Satisfied?” said Frankie adjusting herself on the couch.
By Zachary Phillips5 years ago in Filthy
Penetrating the Solstice
The Solstice neared. The nights had grown longer, colder. Rare was the wanderer caught walking through the night. All had turned indoors, spending time close by family and friends, seeking warmth, shelter, assurance. Seeking affirmation, that life would continue in this time of dying when the world fell into its gray wintry slumber.
By Samantha Willows5 years ago in Filthy
Friday
I was to meet Jack on Friday; having not seen him in a couple of years, I wanted to get a coffee first and chit-chat. The last time I saw him was when I was into the swinging crowd; Jack was part of a couple of threesomes, and the memory of what great a lover he was has stayed with me.
By Shannon Lemire5 years ago in Filthy
The Stranger in Me
I open a door to an apartment I know well, pretending I don’t know it at all. Her petite frame stands in the middle of the lounge, looking unsure, squeezing a glass of sparkling champagne so hard, she’s at risk of crushing it in her palm. You stand next to her. The room is illuminated by many lamps glowing with the dimmed purple light I know you like to have sex to.
By Joanna Borkowska5 years ago in Filthy
The Beasts
The air's, icy breath cascades down the side of the rocky face, biting the edges of my cheeks and tearing at my ears. My hands, even gloved, can barely move, and my legs stiffen under the weight of the frigid atmosphere. The lungs, heaving in my chest, are close to popping under the pressure. I cannot breathe.
By Scott A. Vancil5 years ago in Filthy