erotic

Erotic in nature. Content that discusses erotic acts, films, art, or fantasies.

He Is Master
… Lying on her back, she stared up at him. Her head turned to one side to look up at his strong features. Strong jaw and dark, serious eyes that looked back at her, studying her as their conversation floated into silence. He was analyzing her every breath and her every move. Looking into her eyes, watching carefully as his hand slowly traced down her thigh. His fingertips feathering close to the inner heat she held.
By S. M Wolf7 years ago in Filthy
She Tricked Me and I Wanted More and the First to Make It Splash!
For the first time in my blogging history I will do something that I've never done before or even thought of before! Honestly, when I came up with the idea I literally was shocked at the genius of it. By the way, the video above is one of my favorite songs ever, but let me stop stalling and get to the business at hand.
By Kai Storm7 years ago in Filthy
My Bf's Dad...
I have been seeing my boyfriend, Doug, for a little over a year now. I have met his parents perhaps two times throughout the year. His parents are nice individuals, and their love for each other was what I aspire to find one day, and perhaps it could be with Doug.
By victoria m7 years ago in Filthy
Talking Dirty
Talking dirty is one of my guilty pleasures. The naughtiness of speaking with such explicit description to your partner/lover leaves me breathless and wanting more. The very idea disgusts some people, and arouses others. The source of the disgust could originate with their upbringing or ideals of what teasing and foreplay should be, if they engage in these activities at all. For me, it is juicy, naughty fun that enhances the transition from foreplay into more engaging activities.
By Vicki C7 years ago in Filthy
Sticky Jamaican Cream
The day was beautiful as Maryann sat by the pool at the luxurious resort that she frequents in Jamaica every year. She gets her sexy tan, fruity drinks with umbrellas and the attention of many men there. She is well-known among the native men who live there. They always spoil her with their wit and sexiness among other things after dark.
By Brandi Payne7 years ago in Filthy
"What Will You Do to Me?" (Pt. 2)
He said nothing as she shook. The after tremors racking through her body for an age. Eventually, when they subsided, a calm voice said, " You may put your leg back down, Primrose, now if you desire?"
By kelvin matchett7 years ago in Filthy
Him
We met at the mall, surrounded by many people going about their own business of spending their money on material things. Each person residing in their own minds, with their own thoughts, in their own timeline. Sometimes, in our mind, we can’t scream, everything is monotone, and there isn’t any type of punctuation. The worries just go on until they don’t anymore, and that’s when other events distract us. Even then, though, the mind won’t stop. That would be where the anxiety starts to weed its way through our thought patterns.
By Kaye M.7 years ago in Filthy
"What Will You Do to Me?"
Sex for Peter had been both a participation sport and a performance art. A duet, a dance, and a doubles match. At times a chess game of probes, combinations, and position. A waltz, rumba, tango, or a punk pogo. Then a zen moment of pure unthinking action. Yet those were only the great experiences, and sadly not all of them were up there. For those less than inspiring moments, there was the secret well of fantasy, just as we all have. To be drawn upon when thirst required it. In there, anything was possible and permissible, so long as it stayed in there. A walled garden that only he had the key to, until now.
By kelvin matchett7 years ago in Filthy
Fred Just Needed Some Company
One night it was rainy outside, and Fred was all alone and wanted some company, so he took a ride down the strip to find himself someone to keep him company for a few hours. There were many women out walking around that night and all of them looked very attractive to Fred, but there was this one who stood on the sidewalk in front of a motel that peaked his curiosity.
By Brandi Payne7 years ago in Filthy
He Marked Me!
All of my blogs usually consist of combinations of stories and fantasies that people tell me, dressed up to my liking and delivered to you hot and ready. Rarely do I tell one of my personal experiences and when I have snitched on myself, I give it a grand vial of fantasy that it's hard for a stranger to tell. The purpose is to turn you on, but not while I'm telling all of my business, no sir. This time around, I wanted to share one of my personal ones, one that will have you questioning whether it's real or fake yet will excite you by the mystery either way. I call this one, "He Marked Me!"
By Kai Storm7 years ago in Filthy
Craig's Visit to His Therapist
Today, Craig had to go meet with his therapist. His wife threw him out due to his sex addiction and always wanting to feel on his penis (even out in public). She tried working with him, but he would not try on his own. She demanded that he go see a therapist.
By Brandi Payne7 years ago in Filthy
When It All Changed
I never meant for this to happen. I never meant to fall for her. A year after I was divorced from a prude, hateful, cheater I signed up on one of those dating apps. I was hoping to find someone who could make me forget how lonely I have been the last year. Lonely isn't even the right word cause I loved being alone. I loved not having to discuss every single decision. Not having to compromise on anything.
By Cameron Barnett7 years ago in Filthy