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Daddy Knows Best
Being a young girl is the key to getting every and ANY thing you desire. Whether it be free food, free drinks, or free dick. I like to use this to my advantage while I can and the best I can. This was my attitude when it came to almost anything in life that could get me by. I'm newly 21 and enjoying everything the young, fun life has to offer. I love going out, partying, meeting guys (young or older), and, of course, I love to fuck. If I could, I would make a living by fucking and sucking as many cocks as I could fit into the years. I know what you're thinking: I sound like the perfect porn star candidate, but I like to think that I have a little too much class for that, and besides, I come from the most prissy family as prissy gets, and daddy would never allow his baby girl to partake in such "degrading activities" blah blah blah...
By QUEEN QUEEN8 years ago in Filthy
Candle Wax (Erotica)
The random words given to me were: Candle wax, reading, cool whip, drama, starters, cleaning, sausage, butternut, and parsnip.
By Sam McCarthy8 years ago in Filthy
Sideways
“Come by my apartment after work. Just so we can talk privately,” I read the email and immediately knew that Andrew didn’t want to just “talk privately.” Since our intense break room make-out session, we had been dancing around sex. I want it. Damn, do I want it. I want it in the bathroom, I want it in the backseat of my car, I want it on my desk; I just want him to fuck me sideways. He wants it too. But something keeps me dancing around it.
By Victoria Lee8 years ago in Filthy
Just for Tonight
We'll meet in a bar. You'll be sitting across the room, a beer in your hand. Your eyes will travel up my body until they burn into mine. I will be sipping on a jack and coke to let you know that I'm a tough girl, because everyone knows bourbon-drinking women are strong. You'll strut towards me, taking your time so you can come up with whatever pickup line you feel like using on me. You'll make yourself at home on the stool next to me, never letting your eyes leave mine. We'll flirt, and I'll squeeze your arm. Your hand will rest on my thigh ever so lightly. It will be high enough to make me wonder, but low enough so as to make sure I'm not uncomfortable.
By Bryanna Burshnick8 years ago in Filthy
Good Night
3rd person POV He had a perfect night planned, a cute dinner at their favorite restaurant, followed by a walk through the park, where he had set up the perfect place, at the perfect moment to pop the most important question.
By Deziplier Bruce8 years ago in Filthy
Organic Love
Her eyes scanned his body. It was perfect. To him, it was full of the scars on his face, the one on his butt from the grafting, but that was how he saw it.
By Alexandra F8 years ago in Filthy
Thank You Kindly
It wasn’t what I expected it to be. When I arrived at the office after a 2 week leave of absence, I felt relieved that someone else had to deal with the daily grind for a while and that I didn’t know what had gone on over the past 2 weeks. I was on autopilot walking down the aisles being introduced to the new staff members who had been hired during my time away. Autopilot quickly shut off when I ended up at his desk, staring into his deep brown eyes.
By Victoria Lee8 years ago in Filthy
The Skull Man: Part 1
Ten Years Ago.... She couldn't breathe. Her lungs were about to burst from lack of oxygen and if she didn't find a place to hide soon, she'd be next. Her legs were cramping up from the running but she had to keep going. She couldn't let that psychopath bring her back to that horrible place.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Nobody Has to Know!
Chris was pulling up to the main entrance to the college in our pearl white Bentley. I saw that he had Lucas in the front seat; his go-to boy when he needed someone to be put down. As I got closer to the car, I saw that they were laughing, which told me this was a social call. I hopped in the back seat, closing the door behind me.
By Sassy Spence8 years ago in Filthy
Weekend Massage
It is almost time to leave work, and I am looking online for something to do for the weekend. I’m not really a club person. That scene is old, and too many young people frequent downtown these days. There is nothing good at the movie theater, and at this point I am scanning my emails, looking at spam and other junk just to kill time till I can leave the office.
By Minerva McAlister8 years ago in Filthy
Red Velvet Sauce!
I'm in a small room, decorated as a movie theater with one comforter type couch in the middle of the floor facing an oval shaped stage. He's sitting and waiting, fully dressed and sipping on a chilled glass of Bailey's but the anticipatory thoughts make him smirk as he slowly sips. He knows something is coming, he knows it's a delightful and sinful surprise behind the black curtains that dress up the oval shaped stage...but he waits patiently knowing it will pay off. Dirty thoughts slide around in his mind as he feels the hardness of his wood getting stronger, he wonders to himself if he should take his pants off now...or wait till the show starts....or maybe wait till I come out on stage and see what I do to make his pants disappear. Either way, the darkness of the room, the smooth feel of the black velvet couch, the coolness of the drink & the thought of a sexy private show has him turned on, intrigued & immersed in the moment.
By Kai Storm8 years ago in Filthy
Come Now, Come Naked
Come naked. “I’m horny... Come now.” When the text message came across you were still enthralled in work. It was only 3:00... but it was Friday, you were the boss... and it had been two weeks since you last felt my lips on your cock, the thought instantly conjuring up a mental image of me on my knees bobbing up and down.
By JLM fantasies8 years ago in Filthy