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The Evening is for Us
Live music from a grand piano could be lightly heard from the lounge not far from their table. The walls were draped in velvet black curtains, the backroom’s dim lights danced and shimmered off its reflective surfaces around the room and the candle-lit table was a halfmoon with booth seats wrapped in a soft, dark burgundy suede-like material. A hint of fresh cigarettes and seared sirloin and shrimp permeated the air. Date night had finally become a reality and they had been looking forward to it for some time.
By Tony Stoneabout a year ago in Filthy
You're late. . Content Warning.
I sighed deeply as I approached the door. I glanced down at my phone before reaching for the handle. 2:39. Damnit. First day of class, and I'm already almost 10 minutes late. Hopefully I can sneak in the back without the professor noticing. I unlocked my phone to take one last peek at my schedule. "Professor Cameron." Didn't seem like the name of a hard-ass if they did happen to notice me slipping into the last row. Shouldn't be too much trouble.
By Alex Manegardenabout a year ago in Filthy
Behind Closed Doors. Content Warning.
What a great start to the day. I thought as I set down another box. I’ve only been awake for an hour, and already, I’ve been set up to babysit, dog-sit, and have moved two car loads of furniture. I wasn’t in a great mood, and figured nothing would be able to make this day better.
By Alex Manegardenabout a year ago in Filthy
Meat N' Greet: SexXx-Crazed Cougar Seeks Out Young Stallion. Content Warning.
It was lust at first sight. I saw those monsterous tits, thick thighs and that ample backside and I wanted her. Hell, I was craving her and I know she felt the same. We had this insane sexual chemistry from the get-go and in no time, I had her squirting all over her mother’s sofa.
By Digital_FootPrint1212about a year ago in Filthy
The Truths We Hold. Content Warning.
I never gave much thought to phone sex before. Maybe the biggest reason was because my imagination has this crazy habit of jettisoning off to random topics at the most inopportune times. I couldn’t focus enough. At least that’s what I assumed would happen. But, here I was, laying on my bed, stroking myself slowly as my former Anatomy and Physiology professor showed me her naked, sexy body, over video chat.
By Aaron Thompsonabout a year ago in Filthy
