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Kayleigh's Awakening Part III
The next day at work wasn't awkward, I had become a pro after several romps with Elizabeth, and Mr. Alexander always acted as if nothing had happened the next day, so it was easy to go as normal through my day. I had rescheduled with Bridget tonight, dinner at her house. I suppose I should be pacing myself but I cannot. It's almost like a hunger that needs to be satisfied, a burning desire in my loins that can only be extinguished by the sweet, warm, cum of another woman. I want to taste it, feel it, I want to watch her face when she reaches the top of her orgasm. I had told Mr. Alexander that I had a doctor's appointment later in the afternoon and that I wouldn't be returning. He, of course, agreed but not before one of his inevitable lectures. I didn't have an appointment with a doctor, I just wanted to make sure I didn't get caught up again like I had last night; no distractions. Don't get me wrong, Elizabeth and her skilled tongue can do things no one else can but she belongs to someone else, I need a more permanent fix and with my contact list steadily growing, I'm on my way to getting it. When 3 o'clock hits, I am out the door. I have given Mr. Alexander's work to Katy, another secretary on the floor so I won't have any catching up to do when I get back tomorrow. Once downstairs, I hail a cab home to change and freshen up. After a few hours of primping, I grab the bottle of wine chilling in the fridge and head out. I have made up an overnight bag just in case, though I have no intentions of staying. When I arrive at Bridget's place she opens the door in a bundle of excited energy.
By V.E Sanders8 years ago in Filthy
Lost in Love and Lust
It's a beautiful spring evening in early May. I'm riding with my boyfriend Tony, enjoying the breeze and watching the lovely shades of orange in the sky as the sunsets. We are on our way home to Dallas for a few days to visit and look at some houses because we're thinking about possibly moving back. I had my seat leaned back, chilling just vibing to the music. All of a sudden I started fantasizing about Richard, my ex-boyfriend, and how he used to whisper "Lisa, I love you" with such passion, the way he penetrated my soul with his touch and licked my sweet juices. I mean, he really knew my body and he was one of only a few men that I have been with that could make me cum all over him while he was inside of me. I miss the way I would cream all over his dick. I am really hoping to run into him when I get home. I could use some of his good stuff right now. Damn, I'm with Tony now and he is a wonderful man, sexy, and he is a provider. I should focus on my relationship now, and really try to give him my all and get my cheating ex off my off my mind.
By Niecca Gordon8 years ago in Filthy
Sofia: Part 4
Funerals were particularly uncomfortable for her. She'd been to enough of them to know the ritual by heart. Still, every second she spent watching someone's mother or father weep over their dead son or daughter made her feel helpless and enraged. Another soldier who was part of their community had been killed without reason.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Seductive Vibrations Chapter Two
Inside the house was even more beautiful than the outside. It was full of windows, overlooking the natural beautiful woods surrounding it. The size of his entrance was bigger than my apartment! I just wanted to laugh in shock, but I held it in. I couldn’t help but think he’d done really well for himself.
By Author Billiejo Priestley8 years ago in Filthy
Seductive Vibrations - Chapter One
It's my birthday but I’d rather avoid it at all costs. I don’t really need to stay late at work tonight. I don't have a daily goal or target that I have to hit before going home, so there’s no way I could use work to get out of it.
By Author Billiejo Priestley8 years ago in Filthy
Orgasms at the Conference
I decide to wear my garder belt and thigh high stockings to the cocktail hour. I really hope you’re here. I was disappointed this morning when I didn’t see you at the conference opening. You’re the main reason I came... okay... you’re the only reason I came.
By JLM fantasies8 years ago in Filthy
Just Five Miles
Alexa begrudgingly got ready for the annual beginning of summer party that her parents hosted. She knew good and well what was going to happen. Half drunk people asking her life questions that she had an obligation to give answers to. Alexa didn’t know why she even felt a small urge to go. It’s not like she would really be missed if she didn’t show up. By the time she got there, her parents would be trashed beyond logic anyhow. They had always spent a metric fortune on alcohol to begin with. She guessed that it was better than staying home being pathetic.
By Jennifer Cypert8 years ago in Filthy
Never Again
You used to be my favorite memory. A moment in time where I usually got lost in, with a coated key full of sadness to open the door. A flood of emotions would drown me every time, anywhere, while doing anything. It robbed me of my senses, consuming my lungs until breathing became painful.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
