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The Goat-God Boinks Amber Hard from Behind
Book 3. Part 3. (excerpt) Behind Sierra, Roscoe reaches down holding her small breasts in his hands, teasing her erect nipples. Reaching behind her fanny, Sierra holds Roscoe's erect cock in one hand, squeezing it in a pulsing rhythm. Roscoe is breathing hard, panting, ready to come. Being completely familiar with Roscoe's cock, Sierra relaxes her grip, touching the shaft lightly. Sierra knows how to keep Roscoe on the cusp of orgasm, as she feels the cockhead swell fully, and retract slightly, then swell full again. She keeps this going for several minutes, until Roscoe says: “It is time. Take my cream in your mouth. Let me come inside you.”
Roscoe ForthrightPublished 4 years ago in FilthyThe Mix-Up
Whistling softly to himself, Jacob locked the door and crossed the street to wait for his lift. If only he’d get that damn promotion, they’d be able to afford a second car—Karen’s new schedule was great… for her. Not so much for him. He jingled his keys in his pocket and rocked back on his heels, mentally going over the changes he’d made to the Simpkins portfolio as he scanned the far-off intersection.
Bey DeckardPublished 4 years ago in Filthy12 Brides Part Two
~2~ After the main event, I wasn’t entirely sure what we were supposed to do. We settled for taking a bath to clean the sweat from our skin and chatting over cups of wine. We devolved into talking about our childhoods. Duncan told me about the place he was from called Annan and found himself in Corinth as a sell sword.
Leigh GarredPublished 4 years ago in FilthyDetention of Desires
She came to me in a dream—unexpected and ready for me to take her as my own. This wasn’t her first time, and either was it mine. She wasn’t an escort at least I didn’t see her that way. She aimed to please men like me, and men paid her large amounts to keep them happy, so their wives wouldn’t have to. She courted me outside one of my successful nightclubs: Pink Kitty. She wore a strapless tight red dress that showed off her beautiful long legs. Wore red nail polish and lipstick. Her hair was dark brown, and half of her hair was pushed up—with bobby pins holding in place. She smelled of Chanel perfume while smoking a cig. As pretty as she was, she didn’t have to ruin her lungs. Her eyes were an amber color and told her pain—her struggle. I stood underneath a streetlight by a fire hydrant as I finished a call with Andrew, my club promoter.
Mazikeen QuinnPublished 4 years ago in FilthyJake: Flame Warrior MC
Chapter 7 Amy I arrived at Star's place really early just hoping that I could catch Dom here and maybe start up a lame conversation with him. But I didn't see him anywhere. Star came down stairs while I waited for her in the living room. I guess it's not so weird I have a key to her house, she is my best friend.
TiJah WritesPublished 4 years ago in FilthyChristos and the Mist
Chris put his hands behind his head, sighing happily, and closed his eyes. It was his last full day in Crete and he was making the best of the glorious, warm weather. His grandmother’s big uncovered veranda was just perfect for soaking in the sun before he had to return to his real life back in Toronto.
Bey DeckardPublished 4 years ago in Filthystranger pt. 11
Goose bumps. Thats all i could think about was how this mans every touch, every caress ,and every stroke of his hand down my back only seemed to make me get more and more goose bumps. And, i love it, i love the feel of his skin against mind how his hands will run through my hair and play with it and how he is just laying with me and not getting up immediately to get dressed and leave or do something else other then this. Like anything other then this, us cudling could be more important, his rough hands moved up over my spine and i shivered all over laying completely next to him.
JadedPleasuresPublished 4 years ago in FilthyThe Jacket
It wasn’t that Dave Greaves wasn’t attracted to his fiancée Lexi. In fact quite the opposite; his physical attraction to her was one of the main reasons she was his fiancée. It was just that their schedules never lined up any more. Lexi had been taking all the extra dusk ‘til dawn shifts at the nursing home; Dave worked days. When they did get time together they were so exhausted that sex was almost always out of the question. They only had to endure the somewhat forced celibacy for another 3 months then they would be married and they would no longer have to slog their guts out at work to afford the “dream wedding”. Then there will be a honeymoon and all the sex they can both handle.
Joshua JohnsPublished 4 years ago in FilthyAlex Gaskarth (SMUT and FLUFFish)
"Fine!" I scream and slam the front door as I run to my car. My hands are shaking as I get my keys ready to start my car. My clothes are soaking wet from the rain. As soon as I get to the end of my driveway I get in my car and blast the heat. I drive out of my neighborhood and park on the side of the road and cry. My whole body trembles and I don't know what to do. I stare at my texts with Alex debating whether or not I wanna bother him with my bullshit.
Dark Desires II Gabriel & Linda's story
Chapter 1 "G abriel, Gabriel, can you hear me? Answer me now, god damnit!" Tyler screamed into the phone, but there was no answer forthcoming. All he had heard is a screeching sound, a crash, and then silence.
Nalana PhillipsPublished 4 years ago in FilthyRoscoe Forthright. GRIMOIRE
[ The lecture of Lord Shiva ] Roscoe measure the girls, and measures Capt Evil, so a seamstress will create four witch-cloaks in deep purple, green, black and dark brown. Red cords of red cotton rope will serve as belts for these cloaks. Each girl will also wear a red-leather bondage collar, a studded dog-collar with dangling silver chains and silver nipple clips. (Roscoe is not certain if he will use the nipple clips in the ritual, but they add visual charm, especially for the BDSM crowd.)
Roscoe ForthrightPublished 4 years ago in FilthyWhen Desire Seduces Fear
When Desire Seduces Fear Chapter 1 Mount Olympus 2001 A.D Dedra, daughter of Discord, niece of Ares, the god of war, stared down in the scrying bowls as she watched the battle before her play out. She could feel the waves of carnage rolling off the people down below. It gave her untold glee to see the chaos and fear. After all, that is what she happened to be—the goddess of fear.
Nalana PhillipsPublished 4 years ago in Filthy