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My Fruit Loops!
So there I was laying in bed all lotioned up, looking and smelling good while enjoying a bowl of fruit loops. You came into the bedroom looking for something, noticing that I had some fruit loops. You laid on the bed and started asking for some. I told you no because these were my fruit loops that I bought. This pissed you off but I didn’t care, I was going to enjoy my fruit loops, watch a little TV, and then go to sleep. I had work in the morning and I was tired. You started undressing right in front of me, setting a wildfire through my body. I always loved to watch you undress, especially when it was slow and seductive just like this. You smirked at me because you knew that I liked it, I started to feel myself get moist. I had just gotten out of the shower and I was not trying to get back in after making a mess. I got up to go into the living room before it was too late but just as I was walked by, you threw me onto the bed and jumped on top of me. You looked at me with those dark brown eyes asking, "Oh, so you ain’t gone share ya lil funky ass fruit loops?" I was so turned on and before I could answer, you started to suck on my neck, making my pussy wet. "Yeah, I got something for that ass," you added.
By Kidd Bagheera8 years ago in Filthy
Short and Quick
He knew he wanted me. I could see it in his eyes. His body was just right for me. He was 6 ft 3, lean, and muscular. His blue-green eyes were perfect, his full lips that you could kiss for hours, and those arms. Those arms were what drew me in. And his body was so muscular that the outlined "V" that led me to his enormous cock was sharp and prominent.
By Crystal Nicole8 years ago in Filthy
Sugar Highs
You were the epitome of excruciating tooth pain. A breath too painful to take, a sinister flame slowly burning a hole through me and every nerve ending inside me. It didn't happen overnight. This thing between us couldn't be placed into a cliche box full of symptoms romantic comedies could diagnose. We were full of sly smiles and hurtful words. We threw them so often at each other, it became a weathered leather jacket we never left the house without.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Birthday Sex
Birthdays are the best days. Especially your 21st birthday. Jessica was a pretty simple girl. She didn’t need a ton of glitz and glamour. She wasn’t big on being the center of the attention and even now she is embarrassed by Ryan’s gaze on her. Kelly, Jessica’s best friend, told her she was having “just a drink or two after school.” When, in truth, it was a full-blown celebration of Jessica’s ability to now purchase alcohol at the only bar in town. Most of their high school class was there to “celebrate” with Jessica—the girl they spent most of high school ignoring.
By Danielle Stark8 years ago in Filthy
A Long Month
He hadn't touched her in a month. It was the longest Shayla and Kane had gone without even a little touch. She didn't know what was different in their relationship. They hadn't been fighting. Everything seemed to be fine. Everything except for the lack of sex.
By Crystal Nicole8 years ago in Filthy
Craving You
It would've been easier to blame this heatwave for my current dilemma, and granted it was partially the reason why I called you, but the truth was I was craving you. I spent too many sleepless nights tossing and turning, touching and rubbing, just thinking of you. I imagined how easily you could slip inside of me, pumping hard into me, the sound of our skin and friction only making my desire for you worsen. I wanted you the moment you showed up at my door, claiming not to recognize me, insisting you were only here to fix what was broken inside my home.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
