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Porn Again, A Novel-Part Thirteen
CONTINUED FROM PART TWELVE... Another night of amazing sales, he thought to himself as he looked over the numbers so far. Aside from the usual setback of customers looking to return items and drunken bums groping the mannequins, Happy had to admit it was a great night so far. Still, he was looking forward to getting off in a few minutes.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
Callback - Prologue. Content Warning.
Cora adjusted her knee-length dark blue cap-sleeve wrap dress in the full body mirror in an elegant private bathroom on the second floor of Club Black. The fabric, in enough direct light, revealed her shapely youthful breasts. The dress amplified her shapely figure as she moved in front of the mirror in quarter turns, checking the roundness of her hips, ensuring that she would have every set of eyes on her. She wore a modest and comfortable pair of dark blue lace hipster underwear, also visible with enough direct light. Her eyes, green and sharp, offered a hypnotic trance against her white skin. Her hair, metallic silver in color, was perfectly straightened and fell a few inches below her collarbone. Her skin showed no blemishes, no scratches, it was perfect and smooth.
By Anthony Diaz2 years ago in Filthy
Anonymous Confession. Content Warning.
She’s chain smoking in a casual summer blouse and designer slacks, her dark red lipstick perfectly unmarred on her full lips. She turns her head occasionally to blow a strand of beautiful auburn hair off her cheek. It smells like herbal shampoo. I can detect the scent of her perfume lingering on the breeze, and it’s driving me crazy. I ask her if my writing distracts her, and she shakes her head no. My hands are unsure as I awkwardly place a burgundy cloth napkin on my lap to hide the beginnings of an erection. The sun is shining too brightly in my eyes when I try to look at her, and squinting isn’t exactly my most flattering facial expression. I guess you could say I’m nervous.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Twelve
CONTINUED FROM PART ELEVEN... “What was that all about?” Happy asked, entering his office. “Um, I believe that was my friends and I getting harassed by those religious whackjobs,” Blake replied. “Are you insinuating that this was all my fault?”
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
Unveiling Taboos: The First Experience of Sharing My Wife. Content Warning.
We were at our (My wife and I) and the friend came over as he had so many times before. We had a few drinks, and we were joking around. We had done the same almost every time. He and I began telling "dirty stories" to each other, and my wife was sitting there listening to all of them. We drank a bit more, and the jokes kept getting more and more sexual. My wife acted like she enjoyed listening, and even chimed in with some she had heard.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
2 Best Experiences of My Life. Content Warning.
I wrote down everything I and people around me did, including this one. Still have the notebook. In my state, 25 miles from my home city, we have a gay beach, a gay campground with an outdoor pool, a huge gay resort with an outdoor pool. Also there is an enormous dunes area above the gay beach which has been (for 100 years) and still is notorious for gay sexual activity….I was 24 when this happened.
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
Why did I share My Wife. Content Warning.
I never imagined jealousy could be a turn-on, and if you haven’t experienced that, my words will probably just sound confusing or farfetched. Before I’d seen my wife with another man, if someone had told me he was turned on by being jealous, I would have said that’s nuts!
By Chahat Kaur2 years ago in Filthy
