erotic
Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.
Filthy
His hand was playing... teasing, going up and down my stomach and right when it hit the outline of my breast, it stopped. My hand was playing one inch away from where I realized his dick was, just gently caressing his pants, barely feeling it. But he could feel me.
By Kiruina Rrrr8 years ago in Filthy
The Plane Ride
I stand up and straighten my skirt, hoping my panties catch all of our juices as they run out of me. We walk hand in hand towards the gate. We decided last minute to upgrade so we could have a little more room and privacy on the plane. We sit in the first row of first class and draw the curtain, blocking the other passengers from view.
By JLM fantasies8 years ago in Filthy
The Married Woman
She knew that as a married woman, having sex with someone other than her husband could be considered morally wrong. In her defense, her marriage had felt more like a chore than a marriage as of late. Her husband didn't notice her and certainly didn't appreciate her. There was no intimacy and what little sex they had was not about her pleasure. He had become a selfish lover and seemed not to care about her wants, needs, or desires. She met Luis during new employee orientation. She was taken aback by how tall he was, and hairy. He had a full beard and a bushy ponytail. There was something striking about him, his size was impressive, and his presence was commanding. She studied him, the way he walked, the way he talked with a slight accent, and the way he sat, wide-legged and spread eagle.
By Meranda Watley8 years ago in Filthy
Love Shadows: Part 4
Mother's Day in St. Cloud was in full affect. And it just so happened to fall on a Saturday, when her son didn't have school to distract him. Lena usually let him plan the day, and it occasionally involved them having breakfast in bed, followed by an outdoor activity, ending with them watching their favorite movie, Godzilla, and pigging out on popcorn and candy.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Tentacles
I wanted her with every vibration in my being. She walked out onto the deck of the ship that day like a rose unfolding in the dawn of a spring morning. The closer she walked towards me the harder it became to breathe at a normal pace. It was irrational. At that point, I had known her touch before, I knew every curve and crevice. And yet, she was ever-changing into something more glorious than I had experienced the time before.
By Leslie Beyan8 years ago in Filthy
Overdue for Service
Getting my oil changed is not what I would consider a good time. It's hot and dirty and I typically stand around trying to avoid the other customers. I figured going in ten minutes before closing would mean I would have less people to deal with, and I was right. I could tell he was annoyed when I came in, the annoying bell on the front door ringing.
By Meranda Watley8 years ago in Filthy
The Dream of a Lifetime
Chapter One I watched her dance in the orange glow of the fire, my hand rubbing behind Nova’s ear, and my butt firmly planted on the ground. With Nova’s head lain across my thigh sound asleep, I pulled my cellphone out of my pocket and lifted the volume on the Bluetooth speaker a few notches. How wonderful she looked spinning around under the stars while waving her arms to the night sky. She turned and caught me staring, slowing to a stop to smile in my direction with the most beautiful and vibrant smile I’d ever been exposed to. What a wonderful night. She glanced down to the dog snoring on my leg and walked over to gently lift his head up, allowing me to move and stand. She took my hand and led me to her dance floor of packed dirt.
By Ryan Liard8 years ago in Filthy
