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Strike Me Gently
The tremor of his hands, gently pulsating against the surface of my skin was taunting. Intentionally trickling the tips of his fingers down my legs, brushing up towards my inner thighs. Reluctantly, my body loosened in response, inviting his lips to explore me. Twisted in his hair, my grip tightened as the warmth of his breath tickled my senses, igniting my suppressed desire and yearning. Whispering in my ear, gradually moving his mouth down to my neck, lingering his lips up against the nape. Wrapping my legs around his waist, defensively controlling the proximity of his body against mine, I knew I had to resist the desperate yearning I had for him, but defying my body's needs to surrender to the pleasure proved next to impossible. Perforce, every muscle tensed in retaliation to his touch, forcing an involuntarily moan to escape in response. A sound holding the connotations of satisfaction and utter ecstasy, a sound possessing the power to influence another. A sudden surge of power washed through him, forcing him to thrust himself into me, all motivated by his drive for fulfilment.
By Sarah Schneider7 years ago in Filthy
The Secret Meeting Pt 3
She pulled the chair from her desk and told him to have a seat. It was finally time for the real thing... the moment she had daydreamt about for a month now. He sat on the edge of the chair with his legs together just waiting to see what crazy ideas she had up her sleeve this time. Turning her back to him and sitting straight down on to his rock hard cock. As she was sliding it inside he couldn't help but moan at how tight she was and how amazing everything she did felt. He wrapped his arms around and began to play with her breasts as she bounced up and down on top of him. Both of them moaning together as if they were singing harmony together. She closed her legs together making it an even tighter fit around his thickness causing an instant reaction from him. He groaned over and over and she didn't stop, just kept going as hard and fast as she could.
By Catrina Palko7 years ago in Filthy
Strangers in a Bar
Fiona approached without any caution. He was sat at the bar alone. He definitely ticked all her boxes. He was tall, had big muscly shoulders, and looked incredible in an expensive fitted suit. He had olive skin with short designer stubble on his strong manly jaw line. Fiona had to all but refrain herself from licking her lips. He was perfect.
By Laura caress7 years ago in Filthy
The Indulgent Woman
She gazed out of the window at the city below, tapping her fingers impatiently on the glass as she waited for the phone to ring. Even in the darkness the city was beautiful, sparkling and shimmering at her feet… She was beautiful too. Sitting there by the window, legs crossed, slowly sipping wine as she thought about him. He was late again, busy working in one of the skyscrapers she could just see from her apartment. It was getting cold, and goosebumps were starting to appear on her bare skin, contrasting with the gorgeous silk and delicate tulle of her lingerie. It was delivered today, and as she opened the box, she could imagine his lips curve into a smile when she would stand before him, her body shaded by the decadent black embroidery and straps running along her breasts and waist.
By Alexandra Delaco7 years ago in Filthy
The Life of a Three-Way Marriage, Exploring Dark Desires (Pt. 2)
Part 2 Chapter 5: Isabella's Submission Coming in from a long day of fun, Isabella walked straight into the bathroom to have a 'quick' shower. Yes quick, her showers were never quick. She would spend close to 30 minutes holding the shower head on her clit, making herself orgasm continuously. She loved it, and so did we. When she finished, she would come out, hair dripping and hanging over her tits, pushing her pussy into my face as he watched. He always watched. Sometimes he couldn't resist and he would take her for himself, leaving me sitting there, with only my own hand for company. I didn't mind of course, but sometimes, maybe.
By Kayleigh Taylor7 years ago in Filthy
The Secret Meeting Pt.2
Something about their forbidden nights together made things so much hotter and enticing. The more they tried to stay away from each other the brighter the fire of desire for each other burned inside of them. She had never met a man quite like him...
By Catrina Palko7 years ago in Filthy
Office Affairs Pt. 1
He always told me that I was more than welcome to stop by his office for a little fun. I knew that if I went we would have sex, plus he was spoken for, but I was free to explore and enjoy life. I knew that sleeping with a married man was always wrong and on the woman’s end she would be seen as the home wrecker. I, however, did not see it this way. I did not love this man, I simply wanted him for his dick and the pleasure that he could give me. So, I did what any women in her peak sexuality would do, I went to his office.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
The Secret Meeting Pt.1
She had waited for this day for so long... she knew that he was her forbidden fruit but she didn't care. They were both spoken for but they just couldn't stay away from each other... she wanted him more than she had ever wanted anything, she craved the way he felt when he was inside of her. All morning she had been dripping wet at the thought of him taking her once again after what felt like an eternity apart. They both knew it was so wrong but how can you fight something that feels so right and so good?
By Catrina Palko7 years ago in Filthy
