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2 Sisters, 1 Man, 1 Night- Erotic True Story
A Short Little Back Story Yes, this is a true story. The names have been changed. Amber and Tracy are half sisters that grew up together as sisters and are only about a year apart in age. Tyler and Amber dated for a short span of time while she was in her senior year of high school, and he was a Freshman; though he was a year older than most HS freshman. Even after they broke up, Tyler and Tracy remained friends. The former couple lost touch, but only due to life and not any harsh feelings. This story takes place years after the two had broken up and all three were well into adulthood.
By Timothy A Rowland6 years ago in Filthy
An Indiscretion
THE AIRPORT Five hours on a flight to find out they canceled the conference at the last moment because the state shut down, again, due to the pandemic. Fuck. I could have saved myself the trip. The airport I was at would normally be full of throngs of people. Guy people I could flirt with. I enjoy guys checking me out. I really love how many younger men are into older chicks these days. But today I can hear the click of my shoes echoing against the walls. The place is a ghost town. The stores, the food court, all closed. I pulled my bag behind me as I made my way up to the masked woman at the check in.
By Bella Cooper6 years ago in Filthy
True Hearts
“... and that’s why pickles are objectively better than sauerkraut,” Chris finished, and Anne laughed. “Boy am I glad you’re not head of the FDA,” she said, nudging him in the ribs with a toothy grin. He laughed awkwardly and rubbed the back of his head. Anne turned away. Even in the evening light, she was afraid he would see her blushing. She’d had a crush on Chris since middle school, and now, with both of them out of college, she still hadn’t told him how she felt. But tonight was the night. She could feel it.
By Jonathan Wing6 years ago in Filthy
Catching the Blues
Contemplating running back in to get the blue stilettos, my Uber ride will be here in less than six minutes. The rain was coming down terribly and I needed to make it to the Amtrak Station by 6:15. My mind and heart is racing. I stood for thirty seconds on the thoughts, I got one those dizzy spells. Breathe, think, unlock the door, breathe…....
By Bree Z Love6 years ago in Filthy
Fourth Date
Drew stared across the table at Melanie as she continued telling him about the trip she had taken to Nepal five years ago with her friends from college. He found he really enjoyed listening to her talk and he smiled every time she laughed at herself a little.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
A Sweet Release...
He stood outside the shower door watching as she lathered her luscious body with a sweet smelling lavender and sage soap. The scent of the soap filled the bathroom, making him lightheaded, he steadied himself as he slid the door to the shower open. She turned and held out her hand to him, inviting him to step into the water with her. He looked at her as the water cascaded over her body, flowing down her full, round breasts, nipples erect like little raisins. The water streamed down her stomach and her firm yet soft behind, long slender legs topped by full hips. He stepped in and embraced her, feeling her heat and the coolness of the water, causing him to catch his breath. She pulled him in closer; she wanted to melt into him, aching for him. He let her touch him all over feeling his firm muscular body with long, slim legs and perfect ass to grab! His skin was so smooth, she liked touching him even though it had been some time ago. Damn, it’s too long she thought as her hands travelled downwards then stopped at his navel not daring to any further much less look down at him. She already knew, she felt the vibe off his body. He took her hand and guided it downwards to his erect penis.
By Rosetta McKinnon6 years ago in Filthy
The Trade
The walk from Julian’s office to Eli’s bedroom would take a few minutes, but after only stepping out of the office, the guard picked Mara up into his arms and carried her the rest of the way to the room, not wanting to struggle trying to make her walk. Her hands were still tied and a balled up cloth had been shoved into her mouth as a gag, keeping her from screaming.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
Loving My Brother?
Loving My Brother? I can remember the day my Mother and Father brought him home, I was four and didn’t understand why I suddenly had a twin brother. He was also four, and my parents had adopted him but didn’t tell anyone that, they told them that he was my twin. I don’t know what his name was before, but they named him Ethan. My name is Elijah. I remember the first time I saw him, my Mother was carrying him in the front door and he was fast asleep while using her shoulder as a pillow. Ethan’s black hair was long, tangled, and messy. Even at four I thought he was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen.
By Vanessa Bennage6 years ago in Filthy
The Weekend Pt 7
The second time Rachel woke up, the clock on the nightstand read 10:23 AM. Though she wouldn’t have minded laying back under the covers with Tristan, she heard her stomach groaning in hunger and decided to leave Tristan in bed as she went to find herself something to eat.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
Underneath the Waterfall
I was awestruck as the woods opened a small glen. I could imagine fairies frolicking in the pool under the gentle flow of the falls. Splashing and playing. I could see them reclining on the moss-covered bank bask in the sun that shone through the opening in the forest canopy. The crystalline water shimmered as the sun turned the tips of it diamonds. Behind the fall, I glimpsed a wall of stone. It all seemed so pure, a virtual paradise hidden in the woods.
By V.K. Hubbard6 years ago in Filthy
