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Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
White-hot
Thunder cracked nearby; lightening flashed through the windows. The scent of clean, crisp rain came through the half-opened window. She couldn’t sleep, the book she was reading got under her skin. A lusty, romance novel, cheesy but hot, her favorite genre. She was a little buzzed after two glasses of Moscato. Her skin tingled and hummed; she was on fire. Her body was on high alert, her clit ached and throbbed with desire. She wouldn’t be able to rest, he had to be up soon for work but she needed him.
By Fluffy Adams. 5 years ago in Filthy
The VIP Booth
Stepping out of the cab, Madi linked arms with her friend, Connie, and the two of them walked towards the entrance of the prestigious night club. Both of them were dressed to the nines, Connie in a sequin body con dress that hugged her entire body, showing off her small frame and Madi in a black wrap dress with a plunging necklace, extenuating her curves and large chest. Connie’s boss was a VIP and had gotten her and one guest on the list for the evening, so after giving the bouncer her name, Connie and Madi bypassed the massive line of people waiting to get in and were welcomed into the club.
By Jo. Schmidt5 years ago in Filthy
If only... (Part 1)
I'm in my hotel room now out in Lansing, it's a third floor room with a king size bed, very comfortable. I like it a lot, but I just keep thinking about how much more I would like it if you were in this room with me. Or should I say, this bed...because you know damn well I wouldn't wait long before getting you in it.
By Victor Vibes5 years ago in Filthy
Seals and Bounty: The Hired Gun
Kadon As the driver held the car door open, Doug and Ms. Lane got into the limousine. I motioned for him to shut the door so that I could speak with him for a few minutes. If he was going to be her permanent driver, then there were things that he would normally do, that now I would do. We needed to make sure we were both on the same page.
By Ireland Lorelei 5 years ago in Filthy
Weekend Worship
Ana rolled over sinking her face into the pillows trying to bury in farther as she slowly came awake feeling groggy and lethargic. As she opened her eyes it was to find that she was back in their bedroom on the second floor. Shifting in the bed she rolled around reaching out to find that the bed was empty. Sitting up Ana looked around the room blinking the last of the sleep from her eyes. It didn’t look like he had just gotten out of bed, reaching out again she felt the sheets and they were cool to the touch, so she climbed out of bed and gingerly walked to the bathroom.
By Marie Ross5 years ago in Filthy
Weekend Worship
When Duncan woke up the next morning Ana was clinging to him like a vine, very carefully he pulled her off and got out of bed. He showered and dressed and left a note and a silk robe on the bed for when Ana woke up then headed down to fix a cup of coffee.
By Marie Ross5 years ago in Filthy
Divorced Women Have More Fun
Steph balanced a box of chocolates and a bouquet as she waited on Loni's front porch. The door opened, revealing Loni holding a wine glass. "Good afternoon?" Loni's eyes widened as she checked her watch. 1:30 PM, at least it was afternoon.
By Asrai Devin5 years ago in Filthy
'Whore'
My voice had been so slurred on the phone he'd known immediately what I'd done. 'I'm coming home.' He'd said. I thought he'd sounded pissed off, but then I hadn't been in much of a state to tell. He'd been away for just over a week, and I'd been doing ok, but then last night a few of us went out on the town and I'd bumped into an old acquaintance at a club. One thing had led to another, and before I knew it we'd ditched the others and were whoring our way towards a sizeable pile of drugs.
By Danny Darke5 years ago in Filthy
Weekend Worship
Oh my god, the crazy thoughts in her head. Ana stormed into the house throwing her bag on the floor next to the table where she kept her keys. It had been one thing after another this week and she had done all she could to keep up and not go completely mad, and now with her dark red hair falling out from its pins and her make-up starting to cake from the oils in her skin all she wanted was a hot bath and a very large glass of wine, and she stopped dead in her tracks.
By Marie Ross5 years ago in Filthy
