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Tied With the Kitchen Towel
You walk into the kitchen and see me covered in flour, a strand of hair falling down around my ear. You’re surprised to feel your cheeks warm. You’re taken back to the moment our eyes first met. It feels like only yesterday that you were all at once blissfully enraptured by a woman you had never met, but instantly needed. I look up at you from across the counter and return your warm gaze.
By M Taylor8 years ago in Filthy
Becoming Nyteshade
Lana Bingham's life was about to change considerably from being a backroom accountant to the hottest international date around. All it took was a small change in scenery. And a mask.
By Roman Gabrielo8 years ago in Filthy
Toxic Delights: Part 2
It'd be easy to blame her behavior on her daddy issues, her miscommunication with her mother, the unhealthy environment they both created for her. The truth settled within the darkest corners of her mind and shone as bright as the neon city she was currently in. It illuminated within every confident step she took across an empty parking lot, or a quiet alley, even the satisfied sighs that came out of the strangers she slept with.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Off White
The camera was already set on the dresser, hidden underneath a sweater. If it was in plain sight, they’d feel like they were being watched.
By ~Tucker8 years ago in Filthy
The Hair Down There
“How do you like it?” I asked the man I just brought home for a one night stand. As he grabbed me and pulled me down on the bed next to him, he whispered in my ear “Wet.” It had been awhile since I last shaved my pussy and I wanted to make sure he was going to be happy with what he was about to set eyes on. I was already wet. I asked him if he had ever shaved a woman while showering together. He paused before answering in the negative. I thrust myself off the bed, while pulling my sweater over my head and kicking off my pants as I walked unhurriedly towards my master bathroom. Once there, I turned on the water at the tub, letting it flow and allowing it to warm before inserting the plug. Of course, my next move was adding an ample amount of softly scented bubble solution. As the tub filled with the sensual fragrances of musk and vanilla, my guest entered the room just as I was slipping into the spherical tub.
By Mickey Sigga8 years ago in Filthy
He’s in Charge
“Meet me at the hotel at 5:00 sharp, dress nice... hot but nice. You will be escorting me to dinner. Polly... I expect you to listen and behave tonight.”
By JLM fantasies8 years ago in Filthy
Baile
I want to caress her. I want to feel along her smooth skin and breathe in her scent. There’s this . . . longing . . . this craving I have. She knows, no doubt. She knows I’m wrapped around her finger, but I want to be wrapped up in her.
By ~Tucker8 years ago in Filthy
Come Fuck Me for Lunch
When I sent the text I was really just playing with you... expecting to turn you on for later. All the text said was, “Come fuck me for lunch.” I was just kidding but after sending it, the idea of you coming home for lunch just to fuck me, really started turning me on. I know you won’t be able to come home, you’re stuck in meetings all day. So now I have a problem... now I’m throbbing, horny and on my own until late tonight. Wait... I’m on my own until tonight, oh yeah... it’s time to break out the toys.
By JLM fantasies8 years ago in Filthy
Count For Me
“Chest down, ass up.” I do as I’m told, bending over the end of the bed. “Arms above your head.” Again, I oblige, excited at pleasing you. You tie my hands with a long rope bound at the other end to the head board. My breathing is calm. I feel safe. You walk around the bed and stroke my fair, wide cheeks. It’s so sweet, but my heart starts to beat faster, I know what's coming.
By M Taylor8 years ago in Filthy
More Than Just Butterflies
These feelings rekindle like a flaming fire so fast, it's nonsense. I don't know whether to pursue these feelings or leave them be, because things have been everywhere between us.
By ~Tucker8 years ago in Filthy
The Glory Hole
The cock that came through the hole in the wall must have been about nine inches long and had substantial girth. She looked up at me with an "I sure wasn't expecting this" kind of expression. He was quite a bit larger than I was, I admit.
By Jeff Watson8 years ago in Filthy
Punishment in Chicago Alley
I face the wall of the alley. My forearms flush with the brick, my back arched, hips high, and head down. The impact of your palm radiates through every nerve in my body and all I can think about is another blow. Each spank echoing down the Chicago alley and the laughter of people leaving the bar are the only sounds in the neighborhood at this hour. A group of people walk by the alley and stop. I look up. We both catch the eye of the group. A wry smile spreads across our faces and you reel back again. The shocked crowd moves on, giggling as they go.
By M Taylor8 years ago in Filthy