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Not Safe For Work. From analyses of fantasies to erotic fiction, this is content you don't want your boss to catch you reading.
To Whom May Wanna Learn...
As I lay here in my bed, I wait for him to shadow my body with his. I have on his favorite lingerie. My black crotchless fishnets, he loves it too, everything I like and love. When we are together in bed, it is like our spirits are dancing together. I still patiently await my "Night Knight" to devour my every crevice. I'm on my back when he comes in. He quickly falls to his knees. He grabs me by my hips and thrusts my body downward and upward to where my soft ass is shifted up! He stops and just stares at my bottom for a few seconds. I'm just dying for him to start. He slowly eases his head close to my now wet asshole because my pussy has already started dripping my juice down, covering my asshole. He doesn't touch or kiss, or use his tongue yet. He slowly leans forward and blows ever so slightly with his warm breath on my puckered asshole. At first, he moves his head in a circular motion, as he blows, just enough for me to feel it. I'm dying for him to just jump right in. He loves to tease me! Ummm.. after a minute or two of this tantalizing pleasure, he barely touches it with the very tip of his warm tongue, slowly circling my pucker...
By Kelli Cartrette9 years ago in Filthy
Romantic Travels
We are heading down 1-95 towards Melbourne, FL. I think the heat is getting to me or maybe it’s the heat generating from between my legs. The sunroof is open and the wind is whipping through the Hummer. But as I sit here beside this tall chocolate handsome man of mine, all I can think about is getting to Miami and enjoying our romantic weekend.
By Charlene AC9 years ago in Filthy
Pubic Hair or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love My Muff
I have recently read Caitlin Moran's How to Be a Woman. I was struck by her chapter on body hair, specifically pubic hair and our present cultural obsession with female pubic hair (or the lack of it). She suggests that having a nice hairy muff might even be a political action. It got me thinking about pubes and the ridiculous amount of thought women put into them. Women are no longer meant to have a "dark tangle of pubic hair" between their legs. We are meant to be bald between our legs, smooth as eggs, not a stray hair out of place that might find it's errant way between someone's teeth as they go down on you.
By Sarah Sparks9 years ago in Filthy
Nobody Gave Me an Owner's Manual for My Vagina
I've been thinking a lot about vaginas this week. I suspect anyone who owns one actually thinks and worries about it quite a bit. I also suspect those who don't own one think about them a lot too. Maybe I'm thinking about vaginas because I'm going in for clinical treatments again and that means I will have a lot of nurses and doctors poking around down there. Maybe it's because I'm reading feminist manifestos again. Maybe it's because my uterine lining is shedding, I'm bleeding like someone shived me, and it hurts like a sonuvabitch. Whatever the impetus for this train of thought is, I've been thinking about muffs, vags, minges, lady bits, pussies, cunts, twats, caverns, holes, carpets, mounds, vulvas, etc., etc. and now I'm gonna write about them.
By Sarah Sparks9 years ago in Filthy
Reunited At Last
Reunited at last. As Katelyn stands, staring out the glass doors of her balcony, she had no idea that the man she had been in love with for years had even shown up to her housewarming party at her new apartment. She had gone up to the loft to get some air, as she was feeling overwhelmed by all the changes happening in her life. She had just recently left the tyrannical, psychotic man she'd been seeing for four years and started life alone for the first time. Up until this point she had been in a series of failed relationships and moving from apartment to apartment. She lets out a sigh and stares out the window wondering where she keeps going wrong. Suddenly she feels someone's hands land on her shoulders, a man's hands, strong hands. The mystery man asks "hey baby girl, what's wrong?" She recognizes the voice. All of a sudden a calm washes over her. Could it be the one man that she'd never been able to forget all these years later? The same man she avoided because she was scared of her feelings for him, the one man she loved?
By McLellan Karen9 years ago in Filthy
Learning Curve
Masturbation is a very important time in a young woman's life. However, it is very easy to get overwhelmed by the experience, especially when one is ready to upgrade to sex toys from fingers. There are so many different types, sizes, speeds, it can be a scary process. Well, have no fear. I am here to provide advice on how to pick sex toys based on the ones I picked out for myself all those years ago.
By J.C. Marie9 years ago in Filthy
Office Discipline (Part One)
I couldn't believe it. Anger doesn't go anywhere near describing how I felt. I'd been working here, in this office, for five years and I'd done pretty well. Maybe I could be a little outspoken at times but if people don't perform then they need to know about it. If they don't then performance dips, doesn't it? In the world of finance you only get split-second chances and if you miss them you lose millions. I know that I was not officially in charge of the department but I took on the role naturally. A born leader.
By Alexa Martinez9 years ago in Filthy
