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Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
They were still so sensitive to your touch, even after all this time, their inner thighs clenching as pleasure rippled through them. The delicate skin tingled, responsive to your every movement. They both liked that you cleaned them so well, not just their bodies, but their very souls, washing away the day's worries and leaving only raw, blissful sensation.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Her touch was an art form, a slow, deliberate dance that sent tremors through me. When she angled me upward, her fingers tracing the length of me, a shiver ran down my spine. The gentle caress as she cleaned my balls, each stroke a deliberate promise, was exquisite. My dick, already heavy with anticipation, responded with a series of involuntary twitches and throbs, a silent testament to her skill.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
My gaze, however, found Victoria. She’d been watching us, a slow, knowing smile playing on her lips, her eyes, dark and fathomless, locking with mine across Isabella’s shoulder. She moved with a feline grace, stepping from behind me, her gaze never breaking contact. She glided to my front, a vision in a shimmering dress that clung to her curves like a second skin. The music seemed to slow, the world around us fading into a hazy background.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Then, with a mischievous glint in her eye, Ice moved. Her hand, strong and possessive, settled on Victoria’s ass, giving it a playful, teasing squeeze. At the same moment, her other hand reached for Victoria's breasts, gently yet firmly parting them. A gasp escaped Victoria's lips, a sound of pure, unadulterated pleasure. And then, a thick, glistening stream, the milky white of their shared arousal, began its slow, deliberate descent down Victoria's inner thigh. The sight of it, warm and abundant, was a testament to the depths of their shared desire, and a promise of what was still to come. My breath hitched. This was just the beginning.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
The steam still swirled around us, a hazy halo around the aftermath of our fervor. My muscles rippled under my own hands, slick with exertion, a testament to the primal energy we'd just unleashed. My body, usually so taut and controlled, now felt loose and alive, every pore open and breathing. I watched Ice, mesmerized. Her skin, kissed by the rising mist and the lingering glow of our passion, gleamed like polished marble. There was a faint sheen across her collarbones, a delicate dew on her forehead that made me want to lean in and taste it.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Victoria, caught between two currents of pleasure, let out a breathless whimper. Ice’s touch was feather-light, a promise of deeper delights, as her fingers danced over Victoria’s hip, inching closer to the pulsing heat that was building between her legs.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
He took a step closer, his gaze lingering on Victoria. With a gentle yet firm hand, he tilted her chin, her eyes, wide and expectant, meeting his. Then, his other hand moved to Ice, mirroring the gesture, her fiery spirit momentarily subdued by the intensity of his focus.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
My gaze, heavy-lidded and burning, slid from Victoria’s flushed face to the figure perched on the edge of the ornate chaise lounge across the room. Ice Spice. She sat there, unmoving, a predatory stillness in her posture, her eyes – dark, fathomless pools – locked onto mine. Her lips, full and glossy, held a silent, knowing smirk. The air around her seemed to shimmer with an unspoken promise, a vibrant, almost dangerous energy that eclipsed the fading embers of passion with Victoria.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Victoria's walls were trying hard to grip onto me, a desperate, insistent clenching that promised to pull me deeper into her core. But the cream was too slippery, a decadent lubricant that made every stroke a silken journey. It was a testament to how utterly lost in the moment we were, bodies speaking a language beyond words, a dialogue of friction and fluidity.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Her fingers idly traced the line of your hip, careful not to disturb your sleep. A sigh escaped her lips, barely audible. Asshole. The word echoed in her mind, not as an insult, but as a silent, throbbing ache. It had been an electrifying day, filled with the kind of intense, raw connection that usually culminated in exactly what was now a teasing absence. Earlier, your hands had been everywhere, your mouth devastatingly close, whispers promising a delicious unraveling. Then the schedule had been brought up, the early call time for the morning’s acoustic set, the vital need for a full eight hours.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
Yet, this distance did nothing to quell the restless energy in her hips. They moved, a hypnotic rhythm, grinding sometimes back and forth, sometimes in slow, sinuous circles. The shifting motions were a silent invitation, a promise whispered without words. Her smile, a soft, knowing curve on her lips, was directed solely at you. She knew, with a thrill that resonated deep within her, that she had to be careful. Or else, she might unleash the beast. And Ice, watching from the shadows, wondered if she was hoping Victoria would.
By Forest Green3 months ago in Filthy
