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Now or never
She couldn’t help herself. Over come with pure passion. Following every primal instinct. Finally able to let go , making one of the most independent adult women decision of her life. Constance sends the text.... and one more to a different phone number.. Lighting candles and putting on her favorite perfume , a sense of perfect warmth & wonder comes over her whole body while admiring her shifting curves dancing to soft music in a well placed full length mirror, showing off the reflection, standing in front of silky bedding. Staring out the window not wanting to seem anxious, quickly drawing the curtains back closed. Hoping this would be the night, that thing , every woman’s favorite secret. Anticipation tickled her lap. Everything was to be magical. This was a moment that had been planned for months , almost a full year. The day started early, thinking she better have time to get a nap in later. You see, sleep would not be on the menu tonight. First stop local cafe. Decided to have tea instead of coffee. Fruit rather than scone. Catching a few flirty glances on purpose and sending some back with confidence. Still keeping it light. Yoga at that new joint , all the ladies say there is a movie star looking , young limber instructor that likes to get close. Not usually into that- kind of creepy... but today, she wanted to be touched. Just enough to get the blood boiling. Contance would enjoyed every pose.. Anyway , wanted to show off a new yoga fit, proud of all the effort she has been putting in towards better health. And shit, may as well of poured herself into that brightly colored perfectly snuggled outfit. Today...Everyone could get a little peak. Her favorite song plays entering the nail salon for full mannie and peddie. This was her day. Enjoying the foot massage and day dreaming of the night to come. A jolt of electricity and comfort overcome every sense of her being. She ask for a cold towel before exiting the massage chair. Patting her face and neck on the way out the nail salon. Back on solid ground, warm sun and a slight breeze blows over her freshly painted toes. Feeling the rythem in her thighs as she twist just right to her very own soundtrack towards her favorite sidewalk bistro. A salad and lite glass of white wine. Then a long slow walk threw a naughty store, for just the right things. Shame was off the table tonight. Arriving home , she would straighten up first, shaking off the gitters and then enjoy a long shower and an even longer bath.. Then gracelessly obliging herself with the nap promised. Visions of hot wet slippery lust filled her thoughts. The vividness of her dreams awoke her with passion. Home alone for the weekend. Determine to explore any and all fantasies. A total unhinged experience that would forever be her favorite dirty little scene to call on anytime she needed. This would be hers. Rage and fury take over as contance flips threw the envelope filled with pictures of all the women she never knew had been in her bed. All those day trips to were ever , with her girls... Paid in full by what she thought was the perfect one.. She’d done everything right. Built a satisfying career, Kept a beautiful home, and was planning to raise a wonderful family some day with the one she loved. How could this be? “Why me “ she thought. With each picture her anger grew. Yet not to destroy all the hard work done over the years in creating her dream life. Determined no one would benefit from all that molding. And this fool was going to ruin it all! Not excepting defeat a plan was devised. This would give her all the peace required to tolerate a life with a broken heart. Everything was set, nothing left to do but wait and prepare for the earth to move. Tonight is the night. Just then a text chimes. Excitement takes over. Too much to even reach for the phone. Breathing heavily, she reaches for the phone. Then suddenly she stops and thinks to herself “ I am in charge tonight!” Gathering herself for a moment before checking the text. Then reading, “Hey there , how was your day?” Wanting to quickly return the text with every honest word in her soul, “I have only imagine a night with you, crossings paths in crowded halls. Feeling the kind of tension that could break steel cords.” Threw testing the waters! Soul screaming ! “lets make our wildest dreams come true!“ Yet keeping a bit of mystery, writes back “not much, just having a me day. “ Thinking to herself , “and soon to be a very me night.” A response chimes in “ Sounds like the best day ever. Hopefully we can top that together.” Not feeling the games she was getting ready to play. Constance sends one more text to two numbers “ see you just after midnight, text when your outside I will leave the door open for you.”
By Mr. Furthermoore 7 years ago in Filthy
Camping Trip
Noah and Jules were six days into their camping trip and starting to get bored. They spent the last couple days hiking, canoeing on the lake and cooking their meals by fire. Though they both loved camping and the great outdoors, they were both getting flustered and needed something new to do.
By Jo. Schmidt7 years ago in Filthy
Gym Time
I have been using the local gym for the past six months, I am getting near fifty and a bit podgy. I thought it was time to do something about it. I would go there around 2am when I knew it was quiet. Petra had been there every time I was and over the months, we had gone from the greeting nod to 10 - 15 min chats. She was 20 something, 5'6" and absolutely gorgeous. I was amazed that she needed to use the gym she was perfect. She had thighs that could crush walnuts. After my work out and the usual chat I made my way to the showers only to find them out of order. I decided I'd shower when I got home so I packed up and headed for my car. Outside I saw Zara stood by her car scratching her head. Going over I saw that some little toe rag had stolen her wheels. She told me she had called the police and they said they would be there some time tomorrow. Being a gentleman, I offered to drop her home which she thanked me for as she accepted. On the drive to hers she became very touchy feely making little rubs of my arms and leg as we chatted. We finally got to her house and I was offered a coffee. I politely declined the offer as I wanted to get home and shower. She looked a bit put out and offered the use of hers whilst she made the coffee. I decided to accept and made my way inside with her. She showed me to the shower then left me to it slapping my arse on the way out. I thought it was strange but guessed she was just being friendly. There was no way she could fancy me I am old enough to be her father.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown7 years ago in Filthy
Two's company, three's...?
It was a cold winter's night. Helen and Adam had gone to a gig. Adam had booked a smart apartment in the city centre and they were looking forward to watching the band and then coming back to the flat and enjoying level of intimacy unfortunately rarely achieved. Absence makes the heart grow fonder and maybe it was the fact that they were able to together only once or twice a month but their ardour for each other hadn't diminished in the year or so they’d been seeing each other. It only took the slightest look from Helen and Adam would start to stiffen whilst Helen had only to look into Adam's eyes and her knickers would start to get wet.
By Adam Chant7 years ago in Filthy
Gay Bar
I was at the gay club which I am a regular at. Since it opened 3 years ago, I have been there every night. It is a great safe place to meet other me. I don’t hook up every time but most nights I go home with someone and it is never the same person. Anyway, this one night I was feeling particularly horny and was desperate to take someone home for some much needed relief. The music was pumping out through the sound system and the drinks were flowing nicely. I had spotted a “newbie” standing alone in the corner, sipping on a martini. I had noticed many other guys go over and talk to him, only to walk away a few minutes later. It was unlikely that anyone was going to score with him, but I still fancied my chances.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown7 years ago in Filthy
Lip Service
I had been at university for a few months and I was struggling to fit in. All the other girls were pretty, slim, athletic with loads of money. I am the plain Jane. My parents had sold their house and moved to a condo in order for me to get my education. My peers all drove road in Camaro’s and Mustang’s, I rode round on a push bike. It was all getting a bit much for me. I spent most of my time in the library, avoiding the rush of people going about their day. This is where I met Angelica. She was like me, plain and not very outgoing. We would nod whenever we saw each other but kept ourselves to ourselves.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown7 years ago in Filthy
The Bathroom Orgasm
Her feet were sore and achy as she slipped her heels off her feet in the bedroom. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the hot water in the shower. As she slipped her nylons off, the bathroom began to fog up with steam. She reached to the side of her waist and unzipped her navy-blue skirt allowing it to fall to the floor.
By Brandi Payne7 years ago in Filthy
Sub Zero
I was feeling kind of low and stressed, due to the pressures if work. I worked in insurance and the job was very high demand. As a thirty something woman, with her own house and car, mortgage that I was paying a small fortune for, I had been working as many hours as possible and it was taking its toll. It was the weekend and I had invited my best friend Rory round for a movie and pizza. I had my comfort pj’s on and was waiting for him to turn up. We had been friends since college and spent as much time together as possible, but due to his new job, we had not seen each other for months. Everything was ready for when he arrived, the pizza had been cut, the wine poured, the corn had been popped and the movie paused at the beginning.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown7 years ago in Filthy
Club Style
I was at work, in the best club in town. Every night it was packed full of people, getting wasted and hooking up. The night was over, but I had been asked to lock up. The boss had had to leave early, an emergency at home apparently. The clean up staff had left, and I was on my own. Doing this didn't happen often but when it did, I liked to hang around when it was quiet to clear my head. As I wandered round the building, checking the doors and turning off the lights, I thought I could hear people chatting. My imagination running wild again I told myself. I cleared the first floor and the basement and headed up the stairs to the second floor. Again, I swore I could hear voices, they seemed to be coming from the office, but the only person with keys to that room was the manager. I crept along the corridor as the voices got louder, I didn't want to startle whoever was in that room. I reached the door and found it open a crack. I peered through the gap and found the desk lamp on and 2 writhing naked bodies bent over the desk. It was Sarah the manager and Jo the head barmaid. I was astonished. Sarah was married with children, and she was MEANT to be at home. I was in 2 minds as to what to do. Did I storm in and confront them, or do I leave them to it so I can avoid the embarrassment for everyone. Thinking it over gave me time to stare through the door at them. Their entwined bodies, gleaming in the light. I could just make out the slope of a breast and their tongues darting in each others mouths. I realised that I had been there for a few minutes but felt unable to turn away. I saw Sarah grab jo's breast and lower her mouth to it. I watched as her tongue swirl around the swollen nipple before she sucked on it. Sharp cries escaped Jo's mouth as she rubbed at Sarah's mound with her hand. I felt the all too familiar sensation flood my own pussy as my excitement built. My hand went to my own breast, and gently squeezed. I looked on again as the couple shifted position so that Sarah was perched on the edge of the table with her legs spread, and Jo knelt down between them. Jo moved her mouth to cover Sarah's clit and I could hear her sucking on the little bud. Sarah threw her head back and gasped as Jo lapped at her pussy. My own pussy ached to be touched and I slipped a hand underneath my own skirt. I slowly rubbed my clit whilst Jo finger fucked Sarah on her own desk. I heard Sarah come and watched Jo lick her own fingers clean. I was now rubbing hard on my own little bud enjoying the scene before me. Sarah got her breath back and angled Jo, over the desk. Sarah rummaged in her drawer and pulled out a strap on. She expertly fitted the large cock to her and I came hard thinking of the possibilities. I must have let out a moan as they both turned to look at the door. I stumbled back but it was too late, they had seen me. Sarah demanded I go into the room and I hurriedly pushed down my skirt. Once in the room I was asked how long I had been there and what I had seen. My cheeks flushed red as I lied and said a moment. Sarah knew immediately that I was lying and threatened to fire me if I didn't answer her truthfully. I explained how long I had been there and what I had seen. They looked at each other and smiled. They asked if I was going to tell anyone what I had seen. I shook my head and looked down at the floor. I really did not want to be there any longer but that was not the plan. The girls moved from the desk and made their way to my sides. They each put a hand on my back and the other on my breasts. They teased me that I had been playing with myself whilst watching them. They both gently fondled my breasts through my shirt until both nipples stood out. My boobs were pert enough not to need a bra, and they took advantage of this by nibbling through the material. My nipples ached to be licked and sucked, so they removed my shirt for me. They then started kissing my neck and stroking my back, until I was breathing harder. I was soon begging them to fuck me. I was so turned on that I no longer cared. I wanted that strap on rammed hard into me and that's what I told them. Jo laid back on the desk while I ravished her full breasts. Sarah was doing all she could to give me every bit of the 10" of plastic cock she had at her disposal. My screams were muffled by the swell of Jo's huge tits. Before long I was unable to hold off anymore and my juices pumped out and over Sarah's body and down my legs. I promised I would keep the secret to myself, if I could join in regularly. It was agreed that once a week we would all meet in different spots to have our own little party.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown7 years ago in Filthy
Room Service
I’m somewhere on an island, walking along the beach. There’s a nice cool breeze that rushes past me as the sun is just about ready to set. I head back to my hotel suite to call for room service. After a long day, I’m craving a nice glass of red wine and some chocolate. After making the phone call, I decide to take a quick shower before they arrive. I’m in the process of rinsing off, when I hear a knock at the door. A deep voice calls out, “Room Service!” Panicking a little, I quickly finish rinsing off, hop out the shower, and grab a robe. I open the door, and the first thing I notice is his dreads. They were long and shiny…as if they were just freshly done.
By Janelle Hamilton7 years ago in Filthy
