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Shelly's Fantasy-Part 4
Hello, I'm Max. If you're just tuning in I've been telling you about the adventures I had with my old college sorority sister, Shells which is short for Shelly. Shelly is an adorable blonde, with an athletic frame, the sweetest ass, and heaving breasts that are slightly too big for her frame. Shelly, as it turns out, is a voracious woman with appetites that cannot be contained when she's with someone she trusts.
By The Man Behind The Mask5 years ago in Filthy
Permission Ch 3
Milk and Rum Chapter Three Jack Walker was never going to be the same. Next to a lake, he sat on a blanket with Gael’s head in his lap. Sleeping, Gael seemed so young, not like the man with such huge bravado and street smarts now. Marriage had never been something he’d imagined for himself. God had given him a passion for medicine and that was enough, more than many got. Yet here he was, sitting next to the most beautiful lake, having shared intimacy he’d never dreamed possible with the most remarkable and beautiful of men. This was a gift from God, for only the Almighty could move the world in such a way.
By Duointherain5 years ago in Filthy
Shelly's Fantasy-Part 3
We ended up spending most of the weekend bouncing between the risqué bars and night scene of the Portlandia district and our hotel. Shelly had proven to be the most adventurous lover I could hope to find. The years I dreamed of being the one in her life were worth it, the wait had paid off. Now, here we were, getting to the end of our weekend getaway, and I wondered what was going to be next. My answer was soon to reveal itself.
By The Man Behind The Mask5 years ago in Filthy
Life Uninterrupted (Intro)
* All names have been changed to protect the innocence of the author. For as long as I can remember, I've always known I was bisexual but it wouldn't be until my early thirties that I would explore the same-sex benefits after popping my cherry with a childhood friend. While I had no problem in the role of mistress as I didn't mind sharing my love, I never felt settled as someone's primary love. Possibly, because I selfishly believed that no one can love me as much as I love myself. Under the assumption that I was expected to live my life by Society's rules, I struggled with maintaining heterosexual monogamous relationships. Believing that I would be happier with a man AND a woman in my life, I couldn't do anything about my misery in one-on-one monogamous relationships without outing myself, which finally happened in my early forties. I would later learn that a few others can actually ETHICALLY love me and others just as much as I can ETHICALLY love them and others, but more about that later. As for my insatiable sexual appetite, I'm beginning to feel like a vampiress in need of fresh blood!
By Author Lea Mishell5 years ago in Filthy
Shelly's Fantasy
Shelly, or Shells, first told me about the fantasy when we were at the university together. Sure, we were young, it was college and the tequila flowed generously that night, but it was what I never forgot. We decided a few weeks ago, that we had to get together for the first time in five years, and have a girl's adventure. We rode one of the classic trains out of Santa Vista. The Coast Starlight Express, one of the classic rail car trains, left Santa Vista to Portland once a week.
By The Man Behind The Mask5 years ago in Filthy
Fear
I remember each moment like it was yesterday. Sitting and watching T.V. in a place I considered comfortable; happy. Not once did I think I’d be where I am today, fearful. I had never expressed completely my homosexual thoughts but they were present and flourishing in my early teenage years. More often than not boys made passes at me that often lead to mild groping and moaning, nothing more... until the day I met him.
By Clark Wayans5 years ago in Filthy
A Late Afternoon Rock
It was a lazy afternoon. The weather had not yet made up its mind if it was ready to let go of summer and fall into Autumn but the slight breeze proved it had no choice. Autumn was on its way. In the upstairs back bedroom was a cozy nook of a room that I liked to sit in, take naps in, dream in, and have the occasional practice place of making myself cum in. It was one of my favorite rooms in the house and on this particular afternoon, I got to share my space with my lovely new friend, Sheila. Sheila was tall, pretty, and shy. She had long, light brown hair, full rich rose-colored lips and her eyes were a beautiful hazel brown and they seemed to glow in the low light of the day. It was in her eyes always that told a story. The story of a woman in want, waiting to be found and uncovered. Her eyes showed she wanted to tell the truth to someone badly today, she wanted to tell me the truth.
By Wetnotesxxx by Ra'Moana Sophlee5 years ago in Filthy
Midsummer Wet Dream
I have never wanted to get off work so bad in my life! There was an hour left on the clock, and I was counting it down. Primarily because I hadn't heard from Jess since last night, I think if she would've texted me this morning or, time could have gone by much faster. To avoid going stir crazy, I asked around the office to see if anyone needed any help. The only person who seemed like they needed a second hand was our mailroom clerk Carl; he's worked at Elle magazine for over ten years now, and he's the best. If it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't have gotten the job. I met him four or five months after moving to NYC while working for the USPS. He liked my attention to detail and how I presented myself. My uniform was clean, and my trousers always had a fresh travelers crease pressed in. "You should model; you're too pretty to be delivering mail," he said. "And too thick," I replied. He laughed and told me they were hiring for a few positions. I didn't take it seriously at the time as I didn't feel I would fit the mold, but soon after doing a google search, I quickly remembered my 5 years as a freelance writer. I applied to be a beauty editor, listed his name as a reference, and the rest is history.
By imthenwgirl5 years ago in Filthy
JUST FOR ME-Fanfiction-CH*2 ( To my Hotel )
"Welcome To beautiful Orlando!" After exiting the plane, I entered this huge airport. I thought the airport back in Seoul was big. This place is huge by comparison. So many people everywhere. I am so glad I decided to study English in college while I had the chance. Now at least I will be able to communicate with anyone who speaks English. Lucky for me my company has arranged a driver and hotel room until I find suitable lodging. I will rest today and start my search tomorrow as I have two weeks before I need to begin my job duties.
By Stormeseye5 years ago in Filthy
Want my Side Bitch more than my husband
As we lay in bed smoking a nice blunt together we both wonder who's going to make the first move. As she touches my body my panties get wet and it makes it hard to smoke. Wondering to myself should I let her have me or should I keep it on a friend level. But her touch makes me feel so good that I can be myself. I passed her the blunt to get her to stop touching on me. She puts it out and climbs on top of me and starts kissing me. I kissed her back and things went to another level. Clothes started flying everywhere and things got intense. As she kissed me she told me she loved me as she moved down to my pussy. I couldn't say anything back. I was in the heat of the moment. As I felt her tongue on my clit a loud moan came out of my mouth. She was eating me so good that I squirted in her mouth. But she didn’t stop! She kept going and going until my fourth time coming. She didn’t ask for anything back. “I just wanted you to feel good, and to know what it's like to be loved the real way.” She said to me. We just laid there and kissed until she fell asleep. As I laid there and thought to myself. How could I let this happen? What will my husband think? She sat up and put her clothes on and kissed me goodbye. Thirty minutes after she was gone my husband came into the door and he wanted some too. I acted like I was interested and he just stuck his dick in and for ten minutes I just laid there til he was done. My mind is wandering everywhere. Thinking about what I am going to do. My heart is with Erica but I’m stuck in a marriage that has lost its spark. Not saying the grass is greener on the other side but the way it’s looking to me I’m ready to cross paths. How am I going to explain to my husband that I no longer want to be with him anymore. Most importantly how am I going to tell him that my heart is with a woman and not him. Usually I just come out and say how I feel. But when it comes to this situation. I don’t know whether I’m making the right decision of ending my marriage to be with Erica. Or stay with my husband and try to fix our marriage. Erica and I hang out and spend time together. More than my husband and I spend. He thinks Erica is my close friend. He doesn’t know that I’m fucking her too. This isn’t our first time having sex. We been having sex for at least for about a month or two.I know how he didn’t pick it up. To be honest I’m trying to answer that question my damn self. I woke up the next morning and received a text from Erica asking to meet up. I hurried and got dressed and snuck out the house. I drove over to her house to see what was up. She was outside waiting for me and jumped into my car and gave me a kiss. While we were sitting in the car my phone was going off and it was my husband. I sent him straight to voicemail. Yes I know that’s messed up. But he does it to me also. She asked me to let’s just go away and be together forever. First I was hesitant! Fuck it I drove off with my lover and decided to love my woman. So I picked my side bitch over my husband. Hope you like this read.
By Lexus baskin5 years ago in Filthy
