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Water and Love pt.1
She gasped and took a deep breath. His hand was wrapped in her ponytail and held firm. Water dripping from her hair and off his hand like a wet cloth being rinsed.
Dirty Diary Side Entries
I am standing on the rooftop of a tall building. Loud music is playing through my headphones while dark clouds fill the sky. I scream as the song reaches its peak, releasing my emotions. A bolt of lightning strikes through the clouds, illuminating a tower on the horizon, drawing in the lightning. As I dance and shout the lyrics, rain starts to pour down. I am dancing on the edge of the building, lost in the moment. The sound of thunder rumbles in the distance. My thoughts are consumed with my emotions as the rain falls around me. People below me may not understand why I am dancing so close to the edge of the building as the music reaches the chorus. I let out a scream to release my anguish, coupled with a flash of lightning striking through the clouds and large droplets of rain falling from the sky as I shout the lyrics from my high-up position. As the beat picks up again, my body moves to the sound as I dance on the edge of the tall building, unaware of the spectacle I have created for myself. My thoughts are distressingly involved with my emotions as the rain falls around me, with occasional lightning flashes and thunderclaps.
JadedPleasuresPublished 27 days ago in FilthyDinner, Chapter 2
With their husbands off to enjoy a round of golf, Lyra and Emma found themselves in the soothing atmosphere of the spa, ready to indulge in some much-needed relaxation. This modern spa was a place where technology and tranquillity merged seamlessly. As they lay face down on the massage tables, wrapped in soft, plush towels, the scent of aromatic oils filled the air and the gentle hum of soothing music played in the background. The conversation from the previous week seemed far from their minds, yet it lingered just beneath the surface, as if waiting for the right moment to resurface.
Mercedes ChanttooPublished 30 days ago in FilthyHeavy Hearts (p1)
Kyla Wagner sipped at her drink at the bar as her friends talked around her. She was uncomfortable on the bar stool which was designed for thinner people with smaller buttocks. The sleeveless top her friend, Amira, had convinced her to wear was making her self-conscious, knowing that her big arms and underarm fat was on display. She swept her long brunette hair over her shoulders, wanting to disappear entirely.
Dinner, Chapter 1
Emma and Lyra, close friends and confidantes, stepped into the dimly-lit powder room of the upscale restaurant, their laughter trailing behind them like a silken ribbon. As they approached the ornate mirrors, Emma couldn't help but notice the extra effort Lyra had put into her appearance tonight. The seductive dress clung to her curves like a lover's caress, and her makeup was a masterpiece of allure.
Mercedes ChanttooPublished about a month ago in FilthyDirty Diary Entries
Time: 4:30 p.m. Alpha & Omega Supernatural (MxML) Fiction Location: Downtown, City Streets. As night approached, I traveled down the sidewalks while looking for a safe place to sleep. My clothes were a bit tattered but washed. I also do not have a stench that is unpleasant on my skin. The soles of my shoes are almost gone from how much I have traveled. My stomach growled with hunger pains, prompting me to hold my stomach as I walked.
JadedPleasuresPublished about a month ago in FilthyThe Resort
Charity and her husband Steven had been laying on their beach chair for about an hour, enjoying the sun, when he started getting restless. Rolling towards his wife, Steven kissed Charity’s arm.
Jo. SchmidtPublished about a month ago in FilthyDirty Diary Entries
Time: 9:45 p.m. Modern Fiction, Location: Best Friend Mason's house. Tonight is like any other night for me and Mason. We sat on the couch watching movies. I have tried to ask Mason for years now why he continues to call me princes instead of my name since we are just friends. We have known each other since college. He still refuses to tell me. Quiet frankly, I still do not know much about him, with reason seems to disapprove of talking about himself much. Though there are times when he holds me in his arms for a prolonged embrace, it is not just for friendship reasons. His attitude towards me has changed a bit too. Gone is his carefree and friendly character that I know and love, swapped with an almost possessive and protective side. I supposed I had never noticed before. It's not that Mason is an unattractive man. Generally, he is my ideal dream human being. Recently, I have felt he is way above my level with the dating factor.
JadedPleasuresPublished about a month ago in FilthyDirty Diary Entries
Time: 7:45 p.m. Modern Fiction, Location: L.A nightclub The music surrounded me, my body swayed to and fro to the beat of the music that blasted hard through the speakers surrounding the dance floor and DJ stage. My life had been so unfulfilling in recent years, I have a great husband and a substantial foundation for our relationship. We have our fights and can still make up before going to bed. But, for some damned reason I felt empty still, like there was something still missing in my life. Maybe it was the excitement of dating and the thrill of flirting, the wonderful thrill of the primal play exchange between the prey and the hunter. Maybe I have become to bored with my life and I figured this was the best way to do so.
JadedPleasuresPublished about a month ago in FilthyDirty Diary Entries
Time: 9:45 p.m., Modern fantasy Fiction, Location: Outside of home. My headphones rest upon the top of my head as music blares through the small speakers that cover my ears, lost in the sounds of the music that plays. My reality becoming to much even for me to bare. But, within the realms of imagination that is where I rule.
JadedPleasuresPublished 2 months ago in FilthyDevoured: Pt 2
I His touch set her skin ablaze! His hands--running along her thighs, coming to rest on her hips. Their bodies pressed even closer. Hers, soft, slender, and burning with an unconquerable yearning. His chiseled, glistening and radiating a hunger that only further stoked her passion. His lips found their way along her neck while his hand brushed against the nipple of her left breast. She moaned with anxious anticipation. Her fingers entangle themselves within the thick black confines of his hair. Those same lips continued their amorous pilgrimage, stopping only to praise her collarbone before coming to worship her ample, tan breasts.
T.D. ChroniclerPublished 2 months ago in FilthyThe Art of Breast Teasing for Mutual Pleasure
Enhancing Sexual Pleasure: Exploring the Art of Breast Teasing with Care and Communication. Introduction to Breast Teasing for Enhanced Sexual Pleasure
Timothy A RowlandPublished 2 months ago in Filthy