erotic
Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
Voyeurism
On each and every one of my evening walks, I would catch a glimpse of him relaxing in his backyard swimming pool. Sometimes, he'd just be getting in, and I'd steal a glance of his mouth making that perfect 'O' when his skin touched the water. Other times, he'd be breezily walking from the pool toward the house, water dripping from his chin on his chiseled torso.
By Lola Sense5 years ago in Filthy
The Game
He sits and stares at the tv watching football. After the day I’ve had I want some attention. So, I hatch a plan. I walk into our bedroom and grab his lucky jersey out of the closet. After completely stripping down to my birthday suite I put on the jersey and walk out into the living room. He doesn’t notice me come in, so I step in front of the tv. He gets angry for a minute but then gets a look at me. I walk up to him and straddle his lap.
By MissyMarie 5 years ago in Filthy
Taking Him
"I've never done this befo--" Jared's words were cut short by the beautiful woman kissing him suddenly and fiercely. She pressed against him, not only with her warm lips but also with her whole body, one hand snaking its way around his shoulders, the other gently but firmly against his cheek. Jared's thoughts, nervous and awkward before, had fled, leaving only warm static in his brain.
By Victor Vibes5 years ago in Filthy
Crush
I've had a crush on my best friend's older brother ever since junior high. He was in high school & so sexy. When Mallory and I were in 8th grade, he was a senior. I confessed my crush on him only to get, the ever so heartbreaking "you're just a kid, you're cool but it's just a little crush. You're like a little sister to me."
By Tuesday Daily5 years ago in Filthy
Soul Mate
The sunlight trickles through the sheer curtain flowing with the morning breeze through the open window. The streams of light and the cool breeze wash over my body gently awakening mind and body… the crisp air teasing my bare nipples into tingling arousal. I begin to reluctantly stir, stretching my body out on the soft bed. I immediately feel the soreness in my tired muscles and I am reminded of the preceding night’s passion. Heat rushes between my thighs as flashbacks play like a movie screen though my mind. My body craving him yet again I reach for him. In longing disappointment my hand falls to the empty spot beside me… gone… ugh… right… I forgot he would be up before dawn for an early morning flight… business meeting in NYC… thank God for modern transportation… he will be back by evening… even that wait seems too long as the moments of ecstasy continue to tantalize my thoughts….
By Robin Tranquil5 years ago in Filthy
Tied to the Bed
The sheets were cool and soft beneath her skin, she had a sneaking suspicion they were genuine silk. The buttery soft fabric cradled her in luxury. She lay exposed in only her bra and panties. She wanted to strip them off, but her wrists were tied above her head. The silk around them wasn’t tight, but she had agreed to have them restrained.
By Penumbra Mea Culpa5 years ago in Filthy
