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Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
He chuckled, a low rumble that vibrated through her. "That's an understatement, isn't it?" His eyes, the color of warm honey, crinkled at the corners, full of a playful mischief that always promised more. His gaze drifted from her eyes to the curve of her smile, then lingered on her lips, still slightly swollen from their kiss.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Not all at once, but a slow, deliberate invasion that stretched and filled her to her absolute limit. Jane’s breath hitched, a strangled cry escaping her lips as his girth finally found its home deep inside her. It was immense, a pulsing, throbbing presence that made her internal muscles clench around him in a desperate, welcoming embrace.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Her full, buoyant breasts, still tingling from his earlier ministrations, danced with every hard thrust into her clenching pussy. It was a familiar dance, one they’d perfected in the quiet hours after the world had gone to sleep, and with each deep plunge, her pussy sent pulsing waves of guilty pleasure through her trembling body.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Reginald’s hands stilled for a delicious second, then he chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that vibrated against her ear. It was a sound of amusement, of knowing, and of eager acceptance. “My pleasure, Jane,” he murmured, his lips brushing the delicate skin behind her ear, sending another delightful shiver through her. His hands slid lower, tracing the edge of her waistband, hinting at the intimacy to come.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Jane, her hands planted firmly on her hips, surveyed the scene with a mixture of exasperation and genuine, if slightly amused, shock. Her fulsome lips were indeed pouting, a testament to the inconvenience of being accosted in the ancient, moonlit forest, and now this.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
There were the acrobatic college flings, the daring one-night stands in foreign cities, the passionate affairs that burned bright and faded fast. But tonight, with Jennifer, that thought was a distant, almost forgotten memory. Because while it might not have been the absolute pinnacle in some imagined, objective ranking, it was, without a shadow of a doubt, one of the best. The way she arched her back, the sweet, yielding resistance, the utter surrender she offered when I drove deep – it was intoxicating.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
I groaned, collapsing onto her back, my body spent, but my heart was thrumming with profound satisfaction. We lay there, tangled and breathless, the silence that followed filled only with their heavy, ragged breathing and the lingering echoes of their shared euphoria.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
"Oh God," she tempered, a broken melody of pure pleasure escaping her lips. Her head was thrown back, damp tendrils of hair clinging to her temples, her eyes squeezed shut as if to contain the overwhelming sensation. My free hand found its way to her clit, circling and teasing, adding another layer to the delicious assault. The combined pressure, the deep penetration, the exquisite torment of her sensitive nub, was pushing her to the brink.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The scent of garlic and rosemary still clung faintly to my fingertips, remnants of the late-night pizza we’d devoured. "Hold on a second," I murmured, my voice a low rumble against the thrum of the music from the other room. Jennifer, draped across me on the sofa, stirred, her hips already finding a rhythm against mine that had nothing to do with the melody. I leaned over, grabbed a napkin from the coffee table, and meticulously wiped the excess olive oil from my hands. Because soon, I thought, a slow smile spreading across my face, these hands would be on her hips, guiding our rhythm, and very likely, tracing the delicate curve of her clit until she shattered.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Her skin, kissed by the dim light, looked impossibly smooth. A single, plump pillow was nestled perfectly beneath her hips, tilting her already magnificent derriere into an even more inviting curve. Every line, every shadow, was a work of art, a living sculpture of pure temptation.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
