erotic

Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.

Under the Skin: The Secret History of Women’s Pleasure. Content Warning.
She lay back, breath shallow, fingers knotting the folds of her skirt. The room was dim—heavy curtains drawn against the noise of the outside world. Only the low hum of the machine filled the silence, a mechanical purr like a whisper at the base of the spine. The physician's hands were firm, clinical. And yet—her body knew what his books refused to name.
By Jiri Solc10 months ago in Filthy
Love Thoughts. Content Warning.
I wake up slowly and blink my eyes as I see the very spacious and nice bedroom. I look over and see Madison laying there in bed. I had not only fucked a celeb but a celeb I had a massive crush on. I see her stir slowly.
By Forest Green10 months ago in Filthy
Love Thoughts. Content Warning.
You follow a girl named Hailee on instagrám and have had a crush on her for a while now. You open instá and see that she just posted a bunch of hot pics of herself with the caption “Just broke up with my stupid bf…. Taking applicants… Hit me up if you think you got what it takes.
By Forest Green10 months ago in Filthy
Erotica Behind Barbed Wire: Sex, Violence, and Survival in Nazi Concentration Camps. Content Warning.
The searchlights slice the night like metronomes, ticking off the seconds of borrowed existence. A whistle shrieks somewhere beyond the electrified fence; a train has arrived, and with it another cargo of human beings, to be cataloged, shaved, and reduced to numbers. Inside Block 24 at Auschwitz, Ruth listens to the whistle and calculates how many minutes she has before the SS sergeant returns. She clutches the cigarettes he traded for her body, wonders whether they will truly translate into bread for her sister, and forces herself to breathe evenly so she won’t gag on the stench of carbolic soap and stale sweat clinging to the cramped room. In nineteen forty‑four, the Reich is crumbling, but the camp brothel still runs with brutal efficiency: a kapo at the door with a ledger, fifteen‑minute intervals enforced by stopwatch, and a doctor on call to inspect the women like broken livestock.
By Jiri Solc10 months ago in Filthy
Love Thoughts. Content Warning.
“This is more about your fun rather than mine. But if you want, you can ask me to do anything here." I was kind of disappointed and upset that you were being so cold with me even during sex but I was determined to turn this around.
By Forest Green10 months ago in Filthy
Love Thoughts. Content Warning.
I’m just a broke college student who accidentally won a secret auction, a full week with Alexandra as my free girlfriend at a private island resort. She didn't like this from the beginning but the contract left her no choice.
By Forest Green10 months ago in Filthy
Afterglow: Desire That Blooms Beyond Seventy. Content Warning.
Gray hair does not mute the heartbeat that quickens at a teasing glance across a restaurant table. Wrinkles do not erase the tingle that rises when someone’s breath brushes the curve of an ear. Yet American culture prefers tidy plots: the elderly are either sexless or reduced to punchlines when they make love. The truth is far more luminous. Past seventy, the body does not surrender its appetite; it refines it—like bourbon aging in oak until the burn mellows into warmth that lingers on the tongue. Years of experience dissolve self‑doubt, and the urgency of youth gives way to a decadent, unhurried savoring. Desire after seventy is less a last ember and more a late‑season wildfire—steady, self‑fueling, impossible to overlook once it sparks.
By Jiri Solc10 months ago in Filthy
Long Distance Love Letter.
Distance can stretch across oceans, cities, and time zones, but love — when it’s real — knows how to hold on. When you're far from the person who makes your heart feel at home, words become your bridge. They become the way you reach across the silence, the distance, and the longing.
By Nicholas Alpha 10 months ago in Filthy
Best Deep Love Messages for Your Female Crush.
Falling for someone is a beautiful experience. It starts quietly — maybe with a smile, a kind word, or the way her laugh lingers in your mind long after she’s gone. If you’ve developed feelings for a girl and want to let her know in a way that’s sincere, gentle, and deeply human, expressing it through a message can be powerful. Sometimes, the right words open a door that’s been waiting to swing open.
By Nicholas Alpha 10 months ago in Filthy
Love Thoughts. Content Warning.
After at least a full hour of me and Karen, she moans loudly as cum gushes out of her ass and then she gags. Out of nowhere she starts to cough up cum out onto the pillow from her. “Uh…gawd…so much!” She cries out.
By Forest Green10 months ago in Filthy
Love Thoughts. Content Warning.
Within ten minutes of our fun at the cabin and while it was still cold, slowly I tease a finger against your asshole as I pull every trick I know on your pussy. “Oh fan of a little flirting and a lot of cock?” I tease back.
By Forest Green10 months ago in Filthy
Love Thoughts. Content Warning.
I move my arms to your hips and start ramming into you, with my wet balls pushing against your pussy as water falls over us. I unleash my animalistic desire all at once, and the way I make you feel like nothing but a sex toy is just pure pleasure. I keep feverishly kissing your shoulders, but the rest of my body is like a werewolf in heat. Your bones rattle, your ass hurts, and your soul squeals with excitement and delight.
By Forest Green10 months ago in Filthy