erotic
Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
Tables Turn!
Marlon and I are getting along fabulously, so much so that I had to tell you about our latest heights of sexual pleasure. Never in my life had I ever been with a man that was so sexually secure and free, it was amazing. It feels really good to be able to share this with you Kai, but let me get to the tea.
Tight
Why do sex shops always have to look so... dark and cringy? It's like we are still in the 70s or something. They make me feel dirty just by stepping inside - I said while we crossed the door into one of them.
Clementine LipsPublished 5 years ago in FilthyGlitter on Waves
“What are you listening to?” She woke up from the trance she got from staring at the glitter on the waves. When she looked up to Phil who was placing himself next to her on the sundeck, she realised she must have been staring into the emptiness of the horizon for minutes. After the last dive, she had carried her exhausted body upstairs on deck to let her body and soul rest on the beautiful view on Thailands coast line.
Come Inside Me
Wake me on a glorious summer Sunday morning by tapping on my window. Grin at me when I see you. Ease my window open and slip into my room. Move like a lion stalking its prey as you come towards my bed, but keep that gorgeous, mischievous grin on your face.
Dark Cherry CollectivePublished 5 years ago in FilthyRed
“Superlike. That’s flattering.” We bantered back and fourth. You were whip smart and as witty as they come. I asked if you’d like to meet for a beer and you graciously suggested a pub in my neighbourhood.
Doctor Mister LadyPublished 5 years ago in FilthyThe Sexual Optative
“I know you,” he said. He was close to me, close enough to whisper his words, and they still thundered in my ear. I felt the warmth of this closeness, and his breath smelled like coffee and caramel. I glanced up from the organic produce, kiwi in my hand, but only so I could see his lips, because if I had ever kissed them, I would know. Medium lips, pouting in the middle, by nature and not intent, and a sharp jaw line. He had dark hair, yet no beard or moustache. Chest hair peaked out of the top of his button-down flannel shirt, and I saw a couple silvery ones, too.
LP SteinbeckPublished 5 years ago in FilthyFor the Love of a Demon Ep. 9
We pick up with Louisa and Sebastian after the difficult dinner with their family, William, and Lord Birch. Many question have been answered, while many more remain unanswered. Sebastian has gently reminded William to take care with Lilith and to remember whose daughter she is. As he returns to the main entrance hall of the manor, Sebastian finds only Louisa waiting for him. Catch up with the main story here.
Lorelei_SandsPublished 5 years ago in FilthyOpen
Two women explore the boundaries of an open relationship. My phone pings. A WhatsApp message from Kimara: Seriously undone by you.
For the Love of a Demon Ep. 8
Louisa and her family have faced many dangers since our last encounter. The children are now almost fully grown and are coming into their demonic powers.
Lorelei_SandsPublished 5 years ago in FilthyThe Drive Home
A stop off at her local wine shop turns into a parking lot hook-up. I’m on my way home from a long weekend in the city. The sun is setting as I cross the bridge, and that always inspires romance in me. I’ve had the day to recover from two nights of dancing and watching other people fuck. I’m feeling sexy in my hot-weather party pajamas, a short, thin, army green skirt, strappy black tank top, and black lace-up boots. I’ve shoved all my party clothes into my magic purse, and now I have to dig through it all to find my phone because the radio just cut out and there’s traffic.
Thickness
A woman meets a man in a bar and initiates a spontaneous hook up. I’ll never understand beer, how it’s made, the sourness, the richness, what the amber color means, or why the specificity of the pour is so important. And I’m okay with that. If I listened to what he’s saying instead of intensely fixating on how his shirt fits snuggly across his forceful shoulders, I might be able to appreciate the hops education he’s giving me. But navigating the complex culture of brewing will have to wait for another day when his thick right hand isn’t brushing against the outside of my left thigh that just so happens to be uncovered from my flouncy, black summer dress.
- Top Story - November 2019
Forty-Eight
A woman enters into a Dom-Sub relationship. And what should I wear? D: You will leave your clothes by the door. You may choose undergarments to wear if you wish.