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Mile High
“…the seatbelt sign has now been switched off; you are free to walk around the cabin…” Macy undid her belt, shifting in her seat so she could get closer to her husband. “You know what I’d like to do right now?” she whispered directly into Sandy’s ear, keeping her voice soft and low to pull his attention from the Captain’s message.
Heather KinnanePublished 3 years ago in FilthyNever have I ever
Home sweet home "Thank you again for flying with us, it is currently a beautiful 75 degrees here in Columbus, Ohio. If you have checked baggage please collect them at terminal 9" A preppy flight attendant says over the loudspeaker. Tiffany stands up from her seat, and gives her limbs a good stretch before entering the aisle of the plane. " Thank you" she says to the awaiting flight crew as she exits the plane. Tiffany begins to make her way through the crowds as she fumbles through her purse in search of her cell phone. She retrieves it from the bottom of her purse and proceeds to dial her mother Theresa.
Vannesa J IshmaelPublished 3 years ago in FilthyPart Four of - I Accidentally Fell in Love With My Ex "Best Friend's" Ex-Boyfriend
Back again to write more in this series about how I accidentally fell in love with my "best friend's" ex-boyfriend. You may wonder why I have a picture of a bottle of whisky and a bottle of wine; well, all you need to know is whisky and wine is my kryptonite. If I mix these two things, it's a guaranteed blackout, and I mixed these two things this very night way back in April 2018.
Kayla Nicole 999Published 3 years ago in FilthyChapters
Tonight is the night, I got up the courage to tell him how I feel and now it is up to him to reply and tell me how he feels. Keen to know but super nervous to read what he has to say. I am just not sure what to expect, I think he feels the same, I mean... he feels the same.... oh man.. I hope he feels the same! Maybe I should go to sleep and when I wake up in the morning he would have answered me back... hhmmm this is so crazy, for one I am thinking about this way too much and two I am writing it down in my diary and talking to myself, out loud of all things. Ok, ok! Sleep it is! Get a good nights sleep and wake up to a reply and know once and for all how he feels, I mean how he really feels, no more second guessing, no more thinking too much about every word I say or every move I make.
Melina simpsonPublished 3 years ago in FilthyForgotten Pleasure
Katie giggled at the images on the screen: well-muscled men with massive cocks pounding the flesh of thin, young women. Katie found the poor acting and non-existent plot amusing, so she was surprised to find herself aroused by what she saw. This was the first time she’d looked through Chad’s adult collection. Unlike her friends, Katie didn’t begrudge her husband his porn. To say her libido had dropped after her children were born was an understatement. Chad had given up asking a long time ago; he needed an outlet.
Heather KinnanePublished 3 years ago in FilthyWanting
The hairs on the back of my neck stand up, and I know he’s entered the room. It takes every ounce of willpower to continue to nod and smile in a conversation I’ve suddenly lost track of.
Heather KinnanePublished 3 years ago in FilthyOne Hot Night
He’d done all the right things: a romantic dinner complete with candles, champagne and chocolate under the stars, followed by the ring. Diamonds and silver, her favourites, glittering in the moonlight. Of course she’d said yes.
Heather KinnanePublished 3 years ago in FilthyGoing in Blind
Sitting in a small lounge bar, La Petite Siroter, at 8:00p.m. on a Friday night sits a stunningly beautiful woman of 5’9”. She has shoulder length, red hair, bright blue eyes, and has colored her lips a deep red. She has a body best described as fit and curvy, with long bare legs hanging from her bar stool out of her knee length, black dress. Her name is Elizabeth but goes by Elle and she has arrived an hour early for a blind date that her good friend Patrick has set her up on.
L. A. McCulloughPublished 3 years ago in FilthyBlind Date
Dimity perched on the bar stool, sipping her Merlot as she waited for her blind date to show. Grey jacket, red rose. That’s what she was looking out for.
Heather KinnanePublished 3 years ago in FilthyMerlot Melanine
Melanine was five foot seven inches, thick in all the right places. All Michael had of her was a photo she sent him. He had more photos of her but this one was the most precious to him so he'd had it printed. He stood there under the glow of the street light, imagining their second meeting. They'd actually been sharing photos for two years. Michael never wanted a long distance relationship. Melanine never believed it could work. They couldn't help the connection they felt. They'd changed their relationship status five times over the two years. Since 2018 they'd been talking non stop. They matched in the best of ways. They shared the same humor so they were always able to cheer each other up on bad days. Covid 19 had devastated the entire planet, and yet Melanine and Michael found love.
Aqeedah Mujahid-GainesPublished 3 years ago in FilthyHow To Improve Nonverbal Communication In A Relationship
What you say in a relationship is important – but perhaps equally as important, is all the stuff you don’t say – yet impart with your body language. Nonverbal communication in a relationship has a profound effect on connection which is why this article will help you improve your nonverbal skills. That way you can create a better and more intimate relationship – the kind you’ve always wanted.
Leigh NorénPublished 3 years ago in FilthyYou are my pet, Rikiya!
Disclaimer: This is a fictional story and is for readers 17 and up. There is talk about submission, profanity, insults, and sex. The point of the story is told from the view of the Narrator. So enjoy.
stephanie borgesPublished 3 years ago in Filthy