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Cisca and the Barrientos (I). Content Warning.
I had a full day and three years after my transfer and I found myself more or less happy with my life. Since he was sent, he has lived in this little house that his parents had left in the poorest part of the town. The house could not be more modest, it only has a floor and a living space, so that the door opens onto the street, as well as the patio and it is all over the house. A table and chairs in the centre, a television on the right. A fireplace at the back, the kitchen with beams at the edge, a sofa to sit on a little further back. He sleeps in a loft built in the entrance, which is accessed by a wooden staircase near the side of the wall. The bathroom is located at the exit, there is a small shed.
By Real Erotic Stories2 years ago in Filthy
Ways to make sex toys more useful
I ordered the toy with high expectations, received the delivery and immediately went home to try it out! However, did not feel the expected pleasure, even a little difficult to use, and then full of anger to rate a "not good at all!"
By Gracia2 years ago in Filthy
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By creatorsklub2 years ago in Filthy
Spoiled Pleasure. Content Warning.
*Note: This is a fantasy fiction story. The author and platform do not condone or encourage the behaviors depicted in this erotic short story. Take it as the fictional fantasy it is meant to be and not too seriously.
By Timothy A Rowland2 years ago in Filthy
The Siren's Noose*
Maria lay strapped to the interrogation couch, her naked body tense and trembling. Her olive skin glistened under the harsh lights of the Orb’s interrogation cell, her curves displayed against the cold, white surface of the machine. The couch was tilted back at a 45-degree angle, and though her head was supported, the rest of her body was painfully exposed. Her arms were tightly secured at her sides, but her legs were held wide apart by metal clamps. She was creating a Y shape, her groin exposed. Every instinct told her to close her thighs, to shield her sex organs. She tested the bonds again, her muscles straining as she tugged with her arms, her thighs trembling as she tried to pull her legs together. But the restraints only dug deeper into her skin, reminding her of how helpless she was. She looked magnificent, her figure perfect, but it didn’t matter. This vulnerability terrified her.
By James Missaglia2 years ago in Filthy
A Girl's Night Out. Content Warning.
The wooden walls of the bar were literally vibrating with the music, a primal beat that made you want to sway, to give in to the heat of the night. The dance floor was packed, the air was humid, and electric. Brazil isn’t a cool country and tonight was all about sweat and drums.
By James Missaglia2 years ago in Filthy
Female Masturbation 6 Styles!
Girls, do you really know how to masturbate? In fact, masturbation can be done with the help of many tools, simple as showers, pillows, vibrators, do you know them? Women need to masturbate because pleasing themselves is the most important thing in life. You will never get tired of having sex with yourself, loving yourself.
By Gracia2 years ago in Filthy
A Stimulating Hack. Content Warning.
The adult store advertised a 'refreshing' new toy that had just hit the shelves, and after two weeks of waiting, Alice finally had the funds to purchase it. She entered the store with a bright smile on her face and requested the item on the poster.
By Rice Bean2 years ago in Filthy
The Night After ‘I Do’: A Surprising Turn of Events . Content Warning.
We started early in the decorated car waded through all the parties and formalities and reached home by 10.30 pm. We were famished and tired but friends and relatives were waiting at the house. All those who couldn't attend the four parties were here now. We had to keep company and smile and entertain the relatives who left soon and by 11.30 pm we were left with our friends and cousins only. They too were tired after the ordeal and had been tagged with us. Someone played old Hindi remix songs and soon everyone was dancing to it. We were invited but we declined finally, we were pulled into it. Sajith, my cousin's brother refreshed us with Pepsi and we gulped it thankfully.
By Chahat2 years ago in Filthy
A Story of Domestic Bondage and Submission. Content Warning.
One evening, unbeknownst to me, my wife invited one of her work colleagues over for dinner. On this particular day, before leaving for work in the morning, my wife decided that she would shackle my legs together with an eight-inch chain, as well as handcuff my hands in front of me. This was not unusual behavior as she would randomly place me in bondage, knowing that the restraints made my daily chores somewhat more difficult (but not impossible).
By Chahat2 years ago in Filthy
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Nineteen
CONTINUED FROM PART EIGHTEEN... “Allegedly. Isn’t that always the excuse these days? Some degenerate rapper gets busted with drugs and guns and it’s ‘allegedly he was spotted.’ Some whacked-out celebrity gets busted on a DUI and the cops find a prostitute in the car, and it’s ‘allegedly he was spotted.’ Alleged this, alleged that…and it’s always these Blacks. They get the big million-dollar contracts and the groupies and the hotshot lawyers and it’s a get-out-of-jail-free card. And you wanna know the worst part about it? Most of the time, these ‘alleged’ incidents are caught on camera! Even still, you can’t say they did it because that’s considered defamation of character, and these bozos can sue! I can’t believe it! That’s where this country’s headed, to Hell in a hand-basket! I swear if I had a dollar every time something crystal clear was swept under the title ‘allegedly’ I’d be a millionaire by now. And this Obama prick-“
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Eighteen
CONTINUED FROM PART SEVENTEEN... Several days, several hours, several glasses of wine, and several intimate and nostalgic musings later, Happy found himself wandering the streets of the Quarter. Figuring it would be a nice way to enjoy a day after work, he stopped into a local bar for a drink and also to clear a few things up. Truly becoming a local, it no longer felt weird going out for drinks in the middle of the day. The bar in question that Starscream directed him to was further into the Quarter, toward the lower end of Bourbon. Not surprisingly, the name of the establishment was Oz. With Blake out of the hospital after that horrible debacle, some things needed to be cleared up. Not too much of a crowd, just a few stragglers and some tourists, all of whom made the obvious effort to check him out. At this point, he could’ve cared less. A beer by any other name was just as much a bad choice during the middle of the day.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy