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Taken by the Biker Gang (Pt. 3)
After leaving the gas station, we left the town behind us, heading down a back road into the middle of nowhere in the woods. I gasped when we pulled up to a huge house, at least six bedroom windows, maybe more. It wasn’t much to look at with a rough wood facade and dirty windows that made it look abandoned, but on closer inspection, I could see small security cameras planted in trees, monitoring the entire perimeter of the property. I didn’t know what exactly I had been expecting, but definitely not this.
By Amora Jones7 years ago in Filthy
Taken by the Biker Gang 2: Initiation (Pt. 3)
Liam gathered me up into his arms and took me upstairs. I buried my face in his neck, hiding myself from seeing the gazes of his men. I didn’t look up until I felt soft, cotton sheets beneath me. I was in a bedroom slightly less spartan than Tony’s. But there were no pictures or any personal touches to be seen. Just a bed, a nightstand, and some drawers that was probably for clothes. “Doesn’t it feel sad, not having any pictures or items for sentimentality?” I asked.
By Amora Jones7 years ago in Filthy
Friendship to Orgy
Lilly and Edward wanted to have a little party for New Year's. Nothing major, just friends gathering around to bring in a great year. A bunch of friends came to the party. The couple didn't expect it to be a big turn out, but it did. Of course, drinking was involved, and good memories were being told. Nothing out of the ordinary until the drinking got intense. It went from beer pong to playing a card game called Kings. Let me just give you a little information on the card game. It can cause you to get drunk very fast and can turn sexual even faster.
By Sara Bevins7 years ago in Filthy
Echo the Escort: 'Good Bye' (Pt. 9)
11/1/2018 “Recovering from a gunshot wound wasn’t as easy as TV shows and the movies make it seem. It’s painful as fuck! Sure, the doctors prescribed me painkillers, which probably would’ve helped in my situation, but I never enjoyed taking prescription pills. Mainly because addiction runs through my blood and I didn’t want to open a can of worms.
By Edwin Betancourt Jr.7 years ago in Filthy
Taken by the Biker Gang 2: Initiation (Pt. 2)
He escorted me downstairs where several people were around. I didn’t recognize anyone from the night before. All of them were guys. Tony introduced me to them, but I couldn’t remember any names. They grinned at me and patted my ass in greeting. I didn’t mind as much as I thought I would.
By Amora Jones7 years ago in Filthy
2 Breasts One Hard Cock
Yesterday was a big fetish day for my husband and I because he loves playing with his big tit pillows. He is always groping them and giving them a big squeeze. I do carry a size of forty-two DD’s and they have big plump mauve colored nipples which are inviting to him to suckle from. He has his ways of always getting a peek at them or a fondle.
By Brandi Payne7 years ago in Filthy
Taken by the Biker Gang 2: Initiation
I woke up feeling more relaxed than I had in a long time. And more sore than I’d felt in a long time. I groaned as I turned over and opened my eyes, realizing I wasn’t in my own bed. Then everything that had happened the night before came rushing back to me. What the hell had I gotten myself into?
By Amora Jones7 years ago in Filthy
Echo the Escort: ‘The Day I Died’ (Pt. 8)
10/11/2018 (12:52 AM) The Silmont Motel was just how I remembered it. Dodgy, dirty, discreet, and huge. The motel contained 20 floors and each floor had their own individual staircase that led from the lobby to their respectable floor.
By Edwin Betancourt Jr.7 years ago in Filthy
Tricksy
A month after Kat returned to Germany, Kathy became severely depressed. She had lost her best friend, the only person in the world who understood and accepted her for who she was. The flat felt like a very lonely place now without her regularly dropping by for a cup of coffee and a chat. She felt that she would like to go back to the Misfits club—a place where she felt completely at home—but she did not know anyone who she thought might be ready for such an experience. Certainly, none of her friends seemed to fit the bill and, for a while, she simply did not know how she could find another friend as open-minded and liberated as Kat.
By K.D.McVey 🌹7 years ago in Filthy
Echo the Escort: ‘Why Me?’ (Pt. 7)
10/11/2018 (12:10 AM) Slipping out of the party was easier than we thought. Everyone was too busy either dancing or fucking, to care if we were missing. Of course in the back of my mind T was probably pissed at me for punching that guy, but I didn’t care. Someone needed to teach that pompous asshole a lesson and I was glad to do it. If that ruins the friendship, T and I have then so be it. At least it wasn’t in vain.
By Edwin Betancourt Jr.7 years ago in Filthy
