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Love Shadows: Part 8
The late night summer breeze brushed Lena's face as soon as she exited Elle's car. The scent of pine trees and cherry blossoms enveloped her as she glanced at their surroundings. It looked to be a lodge of some sort. A very quiet one at that. Of course, the hour was late and she figured its renters were probably already sound asleep. Like she wanted to be.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Sexy Vegan Part 4
(Continued from Sexy Vegans Part 3) Taking a second and third step took Richard to the end of the bed, only a short reach to Simon's feet. He stopped for a moment, taking in the scene before him. Rachel had a shaved pussy that did look—especially in this light—very wet. Simon was deep inside her. Each time his cock came out, he could see her wetness all over the shaft. The ridge in the underneath of his cock was swollen and his balls hung down between his legs. Richard was transfixed with the sight of his cock sliding in and out of her perfectly formed pussy. Not just the sight though, the smell—that intoxicating mix of sexuality that filled his senses. His knee pressed into the end of the bed, his other knee drawing up beside it as he knelt at Simon’s feet. His cock twitched between his legs, and he thought that if he touched it, he would surely explode.
By Alex M. Novak8 years ago in Filthy
Sexy Vegans Part 3
(Continued from Sexy Vegans Part 2) Richard stepped onto the first step; immediately it creaked in a way that he felt sure they must have heard. He was positive they wanted him to watch. He had certainly heard Rachel say it loud and clear, but what if he was wrong? This could be a disaster. His hand on the rail he moved to the next stair; if this one creaked he would give up. Keeping his feet on either edge worked—silence as his feet sunk into the rich beige carpet.
By Alex M. Novak8 years ago in Filthy
Sexy Vegans Part 1
Rachel held the wine glass up to the old cottage window; the winter sun highlighted the one fingerprint that was in danger of spoiling the whole dinner table. For her husband, Simon, that would not have been an issue, but for Rachel, it was critical. She wiped it with a clean towel and smiled as the rays of light created a purity of shine that completed the table laid out for three.
By Alex M. Novak8 years ago in Filthy
Sexy Vegans Part 2
(Continued from "Sexy Vegans Part 1") Elle noticed the young man in the car park as she arrived. The binoculars, strung loosely around his neck and resting on his chest, indicated his passion for birdwatching. She watched him set off west on the circular route of the remote woodlands. Elle headed east, the sun breaking through the pine trees, bathing her face in warm light. Her spirits were high as she neared halfway.
By Alex M. Novak8 years ago in Filthy
Lavish Life: Ch. 1
Elliot Grey—that’s me. Vincent Pierce—that’s my goal. I want him to have his way with me in every way possible. I want him to fuck me on his desk, in his car, in his bed, just everywhere and anywhere. I want him to fuck me until my legs are shaking and my vagina is pulsating. I want him to fuck me until I’m crying from pleasure, and the only way that will happen is if I stop being a scared little baby and actually say words to him when I’m around him, like right now, for example; here I am in his office standing right in front his desk, watching his lips move and trying to listen to what he is saying to me, but my eyes keep wandering all the way down his body and stopping at the bulge in his suit pants. Vincent is the definition of a god with his smooth, sharp facial features, with his beige, rose soft skin and emerald green eyes, and his luscious, soft, jet black hair that is always so perfectly messy.
By Lyfes Animosity8 years ago in Filthy
My First Sexual Experience with Her
“I have never been with a woman, just a woman anyway... I’ve had a couple threesomes but it was mainly us pleasing him. I have always been curious about it, the idea completely turns me on. What about you?” I ask, setting my wine glass on the table. In response, you lean over and gently brush your lips against mine.
By JLM fantasies8 years ago in Filthy
Vixen Ch. 2
THIS CHAPTER IS NSFW 18+ ONLY "Come here Vixen." Sir's voice crept its way into the living room where I sat writing. Sir's things were neatly stacked on the dining room table for him to take to work tomorrow. My ears perked up and my eyes averted to the hall, keen to hear him again. When there was nothing else I stood up, dusting my skirt off before going into the bedroom. My Sir was on the bed, his head perched on his hand propped by his elbow.
By Paelien Aesthetic8 years ago in Filthy
Tough Love Is Rough Love
Sitting at the edge of the bed a large, muscle bound, distraught, and broken man pleading with a woman, young with a full tight hourglass body, to change her mind. It's about 7am and it's already started between them. She said she wanted a divorce, that it's been a long time coming, that there is nothing that could be done to fix this broken marriage.
By Vic Winter8 years ago in Filthy
Alone Time
She imagined him kissing her, starting at her neck, and working his way down her body. Stopping at her breasts, licking and sucking her nipples. She imagined his tongue sliding down her stomach, finding its way to her pussy. He would gently spread her lips and lick her. Slowly at first and then faster and faster on her clit. As she thought of his tongue in her wet pussy she slowly circled her clit with her fingers, her fingers were his tongue, teasing her clit, poking in and out of her pussy. She put two fingers in her mouth and sucked on them, then put them in her pussy pretending it was his hard dick; she squeezed her tits with one hand and fucked herself with the other. She pictured herself crawling on top of him, jumping on his erect penis. His strong hands would grip her hips and force her in a circular motion, the tip of his cock stroking her clit with every turn. She wanted to feel him deep inside her; she wanted to feel his cum explode into her pussy. Her pussy was getting wetter and her hand was moving faster and faster on her clit. She was moaning and breathing heavy. She reaches into her bedside drawer and pulls out her vibrator. She sucked it at first, pretending it was him, feeling his dick get harder in her mouth. Her hot breath on his hard dick, slowly circling her tongue around the head, then putting it all in her mouth, her hand never leaving her clit. She moaned as she sucked up and down on the shaft, tightening her lips as she came up and went back down. She beat the dildo on her clit and the sides of her pussy. Putting the head against the opening of her pussy and teasing it, slow circles all along the rim of her dripping cunt. Her hips were gyrating, begging the plastic dick to fuck her, she slowly put it in and slammed her pussy down on it. She fucked her pussy hard and fast, imagining his cock slamming in and out of her. She imagined him on top of her, her legs spread wide and his body on hers, his cock slippery with the juice from her pussy. He fucks her hard and fast, putting her knees on his shoulder so he can get deeper. She wants to cum, feels like she will explode if she doesn't release soon. He doesn't let her, he takes his dick out of her and beats it on her swollen clit. Kissing her deeply he enters her again and slow fucks her. He rocks her back and forth on his dick, going deep and soft. He is stroking her clit every time he pulls out. He sucks on her neck and her tits. His hands are all over her body, pulling her closer and squeezing her. She is pinned under him and can feel every inch of his hard dick running through her. She cums, hard and loudly onto him, her pussy throbbing on his cock. She wants to feel him cum in her; she keeps rubbing her pussy on his dick, begging him to cum. He fills her pussy up with his hot, sticky cum and doesn't pull out, making sure every drop is in her. He feels her pulsating on his dick as he continues to empty into her. The air smells like sex, her body is covered in sweat and is pulsating. Out of breath and flushed, she sits up and puts the dildo back in the drawer.
By Meranda Watley8 years ago in Filthy
