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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
I leaned down, pressing my lips to her shoulder, tasting the salty sweetness of her skin. The scent of her – a musky, intoxicating blend of perfume and raw arousal – filled my lungs, making my head spin. I could feel the tremors beginning deep within her, a delicious precursor to the storm I knew was brewing. My own body tightened, poised on the brink, ready to follow her into that delicious oblivion. This was more than just sex; it was a communion, a conversation spoken in sighs, thrusts, and the undeniable language of two bodies intertwined, utterly, beautifully, lost in each other.
By Forest Green4 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Victoria, ever the queen, thrust her chest forward, her nipples hardening in anticipation as my hands closed around her full, exquisite breasts. I kneaded and squeezed, her soft sighs mingling with Ice's growing cries. My gaze, however, was fixed on the scene below. With a powerful thrust, I plunged into Ice, her wet heat enveloping me completely. I began to move, my hips a piston, ramming into her with rhythmic intensity. Victoria's smile widened, a predatory gleam in her eyes as she watched the raw, primal act unfold. She kept flicking her own clit with a determined finger, her hips swaying subtly, a silent promise of her turn to come. The room throbbed with the combined energy of our bodies, a symphony of touch, taste, and intoxicating desire.
By Forest Green4 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun
The soft fabric of her robe brushed against my leg as she moved, a whisper of silk against denim that only added to the exquisite torment. The coffee, forgotten, steamed gently on the counter, the only still thing in a world that had suddenly become very, very alive.
By Forest Green4 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
A silent cheer rose in her heart for Ice, for this moment of unadulterated pleasure. She saw the blissful haze in Ice's eyes, the way her body moved with an almost liquid grace, and Victoria knew, without a doubt, that this was exactly where Ice was meant to be, exactly how she was meant to feel. The show was only just beginning, and Victoria, utterly enthralled, wouldn't have dared to look away for anything.
By Forest Green4 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Ice, usually a glacier of composure, was anything but. Her lips, still swollen from my kiss, trembled as I pulled back, the air suddenly cool between us. A guttural moan, half-choked, escaped her. Her eyes, usually the color of glacial ice, were clouded with a desire so raw it was almost frightening. Her hands, usually so steady, were shaking where they rested on my shoulders, a faint tremor running through her entire body. She mumbled something, a fragmented plea, indistinguishable in its urgency.
By Forest Green4 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
My hands, slick with sweat and something else, slid from the firm mounds of her ass and found purchase on the bedsheets. With a smooth, practiced motion, I peeled her arms from my neck, her grip surprisingly strong even in her delirium, and pinned them above her head. Her wrists, delicate yet resilient, felt like silk beneath my fingers.
By Forest Green4 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun
Victoria’s laughter, a low, throaty rumble, sent shivers down my spine as our lips met. Her hand, warm and firm, guided mine, pressing it against her – a silent invitation I eagerly accepted. The moment was pure, unadulterated sensation, a rising tide of desire that promised to engulf us.
By Forest Green4 months ago in Filthy
Love Thoughts. Content Warning.
She twirls slowly in the sunlight, the thin fabric of her sundress clinging to her curves as the breeze lifts the hem just enough to flash the smooth skin of her thighs. The light cotton brushes against her bare legs with every step, and the way it hugs her hips makes your cock twitch with need.
By Forest Green4 months ago in Filthy
Watch This
Finn ducked into his car and closed the door before too much rain could follow him inside. He put the key into the ignition, but before he turned it, he sat back and took a deep breath. How did he find himself in this position right now, soaking wet and aching from the thrill of the, dare he say, best sex of his life?
By Guy Valley4 months ago in Filthy
Jackson
Judith awoke the next morning feeling happy. She decided she would take a walk in the park today since it was such a nice sunny morning. She loved the plains of Scandinavia. She loved living in Norway. She loved the blue skies that turned purple and pink in the evening. She loved the cool rain. She loved her culture. She was proud of it. She got dressed and headed to the door. "Hi darling. Don't you want breakfast before going anywhere?" Judith turned to find her moher at the stove. "No. I decided I would skip breakfast. Thank you though." Judith replied. "Oh. Ok. Be sure you come home in time for lunch." her mother said. "I will." said Judith. She headed out the door.
By Danielle Mosley4 months ago in Filthy
