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Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
I moaned as you began to softly stroke my cock in your hand. Your hand was just able to wrap around my shaft and I looked into your eyes. "Well.. I'm glad that I surpassed your expectations." I say with a soft chuckle, looking at your breasts bounce as you stroked me.
By Forest Green5 months ago in Filthy
The Seduction Of The Forbidden
I write the kind of stories we’re told not to talk about. Stories whispered behind closed doors, hidden in the corners of our imagination, spoken only when we’re sure no one else is listening. The kinds of stories that make your pulse race, not just because of desire, but because of the danger of wanting.
By Julian Kane5 months ago in Filthy
My Bf - Small Dick. Content Warning.
October 12th I’m writing this down because if I don’t, I think my skin might just split open from the pressure of keeping it all inside. My name is Anya, I’m twenty-four, and I live in a shared apartment in a dusty, loud, beautiful corner of South Delhi. And I have a secret that is so loud, it’s a wonder the entire neighbourhood can’t hear it screaming in the silence between my heartbeats.
By Chahat Kaur5 months ago in Filthy
First time someone touched me in crowd. Content Warning.
October 12 I always think of the smell first. Like a heavy blanket, it's jasmine and marigold from the flower guy's cart. Then it smacks you – the sharp smell from those beat-up rickshaws. A warm, wet feeling of so many folks huddled together, all moving like one big thing. Silk, cotton, sweat – all heading towards the river. The Ganga Aarti in Varanasi? It's not something to watch from the stands. It’s like jumping headfirst into a pool. You don’t just see it; it gets into you.
By Chahat Kaur5 months ago in Filthy
Mr. Thorne’s office.. Content Warning.
October 3rd The rain in Vancouver has a particular smell. It’s not just wet asphalt and damp earth. It’s the scent of cedar needles steaming on hot pavement after a sudden downpour, a clean, sharp perfume that gets into your lungs and makes you feel alive. I was breathing it in, standing under the awning of the Humanities building, watching the water sheet down in a grey curtain, separating me from the rest of the world. My backpack was heavy with books I hadn’t read, and my mind was a thousand miles away, or maybe just one floor up, in a corner office with a flickering fluorescent light.
By Chahat Kaur5 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
chuckle in response. "I get that. I love my boy, but it feels nice to have some time to relax." I say. The divorce gave me full custody of my son and I have been doing my best to make sure he grows into a good man. This didn't give me much time to date at all. Part of me really hopes this changes with Melissa. "I'm also happy to be spending that time with you, Melissa. I'm honestly glad we met." I say, being fully honest.
By Forest Green5 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
“Relatively calm.” I took another sip of water before putting the glass down on a coaster. “Well, other than his excitement and nerves for summer camp.” I chuckled again. “I think his mother has finally accepted that she’ll only be getting supervised visitation, so that’s calmed down.”
By Forest Green5 months ago in Filthy
Celeb Fun. Content Warning.
I am a single father and have been getting close to Melissa Fumero, the mother of my son's best friend. After sending our boys off to a summer camp, I got a méssage from Melissa inviting me to her place. When I get to her house, she opens the door and is wearing a beautifully fitting denim outfit.
By Forest Green5 months ago in Filthy
