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More Than Friends: Lazy Afternoon
Previous Chapter: Morning One --- Taylor Sunday afternoon, I hold Chloe while she naps. I want to take her back to my apartment, to wrap her in a soft warm blanket and keep her happy and fed, and tired from the pleasure of orgasms. Watching her fall apart from my fingers or lips or dick is my new favorite pastime.
By Asrai Devin7 years ago in Filthy
Balan's Magic Wand!! (Chapter 3)
Chapter 3 Balan was never so excited to head into work before. He tied his long hair back into a ponytail. Pulling on his tight black leather pants, grabbing his black t-shirt which was now skin tight on him. Then he tossed some vials of other potions he had mixed up into his belt pouch, and put some rings on to look the bad boy part tonight. To top off his outfit he decided to toss on his motorcycle boots and ride his bike to work.
By Randy (TheShiftingBard)7 years ago in Filthy
Summer Eve's Coffee (Ch. 2)
After a couple of minutes, my date comes waltzing out of the bathroom as if nothing happened at all. Strange, as most humans are no match for even a weak vampire. I stand and straighten out my skirt as he approaches and takes my hand.
By Randy (TheShiftingBard)7 years ago in Filthy
Venomous Revenge
The sound of the chopping against the cutting board drums in my ears and breaks through the quiet ambiance of his apartment as I dice the tomatoes idly. His apartment, I linger on the thought. It should have been mine, and if I would have known that eventually this thing we call us would crash and burn, I never would have left my quaint little apartment upstate. I never would have given up my friends, my family, my career had I known. The weight of everything I've lost to him floods my mind and I'm boiling under the surface. Every lie that passed his lips, every excuse he told for why he didn’t come home that night, all channeled into one big carousel of torturing images. I choke down the lump now balled in my throat and do my best to keep the thoughts from breaking me down. Now's not the time to be weak. I slide the tomatoes into the saucepan and put the stove on simmer and make my way to the bedroom to dress for the evening. I let the towel I was wearing drop to my feet and reach for the skimpy, black silk mini dress hanging over the chair of the vanity. I press the fabric against my naked skin; it still feels warm from the corpse that was wearing it earlier. Dazed, I stare for a moment and wonder if she ever wore this dress for him. I sincerely hope so. I wiggle my way into the dress and it fits me tightly, making my breasts pop out at the top. As I examine myself in the mirror, I notice a single blonde hair caught in the straps. Carefully I wrap my fingers around the strand and pull it off of the dress. I appraise it for a moment, taking note of the discoloration at the roots. I scoff, of course she was a fake blonde. I extend my arm to the candle burning on the dresser and hold the strand over the flame, watching it as it shrivels into nothing.
By Iris Morales7 years ago in Filthy
Fixing the Menage Trio
The Panthers galloped as fast as they could towards the building, with the wolves on their tail in a hot chase. The female panther managed to get into the house just as the fastest member of the pack of wolves almost caught her tail in its claws. They were protected behind the wall and they knew that, so they rested upon getting to their refuge. As the door closed automatically behind them and they hit the wall, they both started to grunt. The shift back to their human form had begun and it always involved a series of stretches and grunts.
By Randy (TheShiftingBard)7 years ago in Filthy
A Thorough Exam
I was addicted, and I hated myself for it. What started out as just playful curiosity had turned into an uncontrollable urge. At first, I would occasionally amuse myself on PornHub by watching the so-called amateurs go at it. I always wondered, “Who holds the camera?” The obvious slick camera editing, multiple angles, and special effects gives them away. I suspect there where quite a few breaks in the filming to grease up and pump the cock. Tumblr though, "Is more like art," I told myself as I fantasied over the gorgeous girls on full display in various seductive positions.
By Delayne Brown7 years ago in Filthy
The Promotion
Jenna’s husband, Marc, squeezed her hand under the table. This dinner with his boss, Bruce Bradford, went well so far. Marc was one the newest lawyers at his firm, but his record had him in consideration for a junior partner already. To get his name further up, Marc invited his mentor at the firm for dinner. Jenna played the role of perfect wife, cooking the entire meal and serving both men with a sweet smile. The wiggle of her hips as she moved around the room helped.
By Asrai Devin7 years ago in Filthy
The Other Fox
Kira had just moved to town. Starting a new school and knowing nobody at all was really hard on her. By now the weird occurrences from her other schools were following her, everyone was already talking about how she'd been the key witness to four major crimes just because she heard something and went looking. Most of the day went by before people got to talking, causing her to spend the first lunch of her senior year alone on the roof. Shortly after she'd began eating she heard voices.
By Kira Lydia G.7 years ago in Filthy
The Sailor's Wife (Pt. 3)
He went over the next weekend as he normally did. This time they didn't sit on opposite ends of the couch. This time around they were cuddling on his side of the couch. I think at this point it was apparent that they had feelings for each other, more her than him at this point. She loved the fact that his arms completely wrapped around her, and that his head was resting against hers. She couldn't remember the last time she was held like this, but it was definitely before her husband. He would also, every once in a while, give her a kiss on the forehead, also something she hadn't experienced for a long time, even though she and her husband had been together for a little more than half a decade.
By Alix Nicole7 years ago in Filthy
