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BEST SEX EVER!
Upon meeting Zap, I was a very shy woman. I had only been with one man my entire adult life. The thought of sex with any other man scared the shit out of me. I had experienced regular “married” sex for over thirty years. This was going to be amazing in every way. I could feel it.
By Zeph Hancock5 years ago in Filthy
Rich & Rare| A Filth Odyssey| Episode 5| Lunch
Rich And Rare: Episode 5 Lunch Rex was in the kitchen cooking. There were metallic clangs and bangs, the clinking of silverware clashing against silverware. Romy heard him running the water to wipe down the counters and sink, his voice humming a tune as he cleaned. He always cleaned the kitchen before throwing down, something she respected very much. Rex believed in spending as much time on preparation as he spent on the stove.
By Hanna Hell5 years ago in Filthy
20 YEAR OLD COUGAR
The summer before high school, I have sworn off girls and my caramel and vanilla flavors in particular. First, Destiny, my Ledbetter love, moves to South Carolina before the school year ends. Second, the secret love I have for my best friend, that’s a girl: Bree. A secret locked deep in the basement of my heart. She’s at Myrtle Beach for the summer and I’m sure she is French kissing the 18-year-old lifeguard as we speak.
By Timothy Kincaid5 years ago in Filthy
Beast
The rain was coming down so hard that I could barely see my hand in front of my face. If there was any moon to help alleviate the gloom, it was hidden beneath the heavy clouds. "Hello?" I called out, for the millionth time, but there was no response. I had wandered too far from the campsite in my search for privacy to take care of my business. "I should have just squatted right outside the tent." I muttered, forcing my bare feet to continue onwards. The woods couldn't last forever and we had only been a few hours out from town when we had been forced to stop.
By Germaine Mooney5 years ago in Filthy
JACK OF DIAMONDS
Chapter 14 part 4 (IN THE AFTERNOON OF A FAUN) iv Artie looked down at Agatha laying on the bed, her body half covered by the bedsheet, the rest of it dressed in shadows; the late afternoon light breaking through the windows. He was standing at one of two windows, looking out at the small village below, his naked reflection mirrored in the window glass where he could see her watching him. He turned to look at her, smiling.
By ben woestenburg5 years ago in Filthy
The Tights That Bind
As soon as we’d checked in and taken the lift up to our room on the top floor, he had poured us both a glass of the prosecco that was waiting for our arrival. We’d barely finished that first glass when he’d wound his free arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. I had felt his growing hardness against my hip, and saw the fire in his eyes. Within minutes we had each other naked and he had made soft, sweet love to me. It was beautiful and slow, a tender reconnecting after a few weeks without any real sexual contact, and it made me feel warm and adored.
By Jupiter Grant5 years ago in Filthy
Business and Pleasure Pt3
They had finally got out of the room after ravaging each other once again! Lance and Star decided to see the great city and see all of that it had to offer! Laughing and joking with each other as they manuevered around town, they grabbed a quick bite to eat and then saw that there was boat tour that was starting shortly so they hurried to find the dock, buy their tickets and board the boat! They could see the dock in sight when the sky fell out once again! They had experienced this before during their first conference together! They shook it off, laughing reminiscing of thier first encounter with rain, and continued to run to the dock and purchase their tickets!
By More Than Words5 years ago in Filthy
Tales of Bette: Tuesday, Wednesday, Mark's Day (Abridged)
The full version Bette was excited for Winter Spirit Week. Tuesday's costume day was Haunted Horror, dressing as Wednesday Addams. She wore a grey button up shirt with her black scoop-neck shirt over it. She wore a black skirt that went to her mid-thigh, black tights, and black Mary Jane shoes. She had pale skin, but powdered herself extra pale, wore black eyeliner, mascara, burgundy lipstick and nail polish. She wore a necklace with a little green bottle pendant that looked like poison. For her crowning glory: two braids along the side of her head. Mark would go wild for her look. He always had a thing for Wednesday Addams. They were 18 and having sex the last couple weeks, there was no telling how he would react.
By Tinka Boudit She/Her5 years ago in Filthy
Deep Impact
“Oh my darling, how I’ve dreamt of this moment,” he murmured in her ear as he tied the strip of cloth over her mouth, and pressed her hands firmly on the bedframe. With a soft kiss on the top of her head, he ran his fingers up the inside of her legs, pulled her little silk skirt up around her waist, and slid one of the pillows under her hips. Her bottom was instantly raised and pert, the round cheeks just begging for his ministrations and sweet chastisements.
By Jupiter Grant5 years ago in Filthy
