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For the Love of a Demon Ep. 2
The next episode takes place on same day as the delights in the garden. After an uneventful afternoon and evening, Louisa has retired to her room. Choosing to dismiss the maid for the evening, she sits in a chair, waiting with anticipation for Sebastian.
By Lorelei_Sands7 years ago in Filthy
The XXX Therapist!
My patients, aka clients, have particular needs and problems that I cater to, aka help them handle in their personal relationships. I guide them through a complete breakdown of their situation, then present them with fresh ideas to improve their current relationship. What am I? I'm a sex therapist that specializes in putting an extra spice in your bedroom life. To elaborate further on what I do, I'm going to talk about a particular couple who are recent clients of mine and how I helped them.
By Kai Storm7 years ago in Filthy
Nooner
The anticipation was killing me. I just finished setting up my Tinder account. It had been only a few minutes since I uploaded my picture, and I was anxious to see the responses I would generate.
By Vivian Heart7 years ago in Filthy
For the Love of a Demon Ep. 1
We first meet Louisa when she arrives bloodied and broken at the Phantomhive Estate. At just 18 years old, she has been through a great deal already and is now planning her revenge against those that caused the death of her parents.
By Lorelei_Sands7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins... (Ch. 14)
It's 9AM on Sunday morning. I look at my phone to see a group chat between Jessika and Noelle making plans for brunch. Just what I need, good food and good friends. I've decided I am not going to let Khyle get in my head, and I will let things happen as they are meant to happen. I put on my favorite green floral sundress and a pair of wooden wedge heels and head out the door.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
No Place Like Home
He pushed open the screen door with his elbow, in his other hand carried two beers. Slowly, he made his way down the wooden steps of the back porch towards a large oak tree in the back yard. She sat with her back to him, gently swaying in the swing attached to that large stately oak tree. Still in her funeral black dress from earlier in the day. Her shoes kicked off to the side. Her toes dirtied in that earthy worn out spot beneath her. Her feet traced circles in the dirt as she went back and forth on the swing. It was a hot Texas summer evening.
By Susan Smith7 years ago in Filthy
Just Give Me One Shot...
Fuck! Why is my body acting like this right now? I'm extremely wet, like so wet my panties are uncomfortable, but the way the cold, soaking fabric is rubbing against my core makes me want to pleasure myself right here on this bar stool. Oh yeah, I'm at a bar right now, its down the street from my house and after seeing my boyfriend fucking my best friend in my bathroom, it was way to much for me. I stormed out of the house, still wearing my tight red and black party dress with my black red bottom heels, its Alexis's—My best friend—birthday today and we celebrated.
By Rage Mikealson7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins... (Ch. 13)
"Relax..." he says into my ear as he un-does the buttons from my jeans confidently and slowly slides his hand into them. "Mmmm I love lace..." he mutters in approval.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins... (Ch. 11)
The night is moving along and I am having a blast. We are all talking, making great conversation and joking around. Zane and Marisa seem like the most relaxed and confident kind of couple that can have a good time anywhere. For the life of me, I can't figure out how or why Porter is single. He seems confident and cool, just like Khyle, which is no wonder they are friends. A few times during that night I catch Porter staring at me, looking me up and down, and it is starting to weird me out.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins... (Ch. 10)
When we get inside I see a giant screen TV playing music videos and it is above a long bar. There is an open space with some tables that also doubles as a dance floor, I guess this place turns into a club after midnight. To the right of the entrance is outdoor seating and another bar. In the center is the hostess who takes us to the outdoor seating area where Khyle's friends are sitting.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins (Ch. 9)
Planning my outfit for tomorrow, laying down a frayed pair of jeans that have a few tears in the knee and thigh, and I can't decide if I should wear a one piece tank top or a slightly see through v cut t-shirt. I lay them out on my chair right outside my closet and figure my mind will make a choice by tomorrow night.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins... (Ch. 8)
I take the opportunity on Sunday morning to get up late, late for me being 9AM. I open all the windows to my apartment to let in the fresh morning air. Sundays are typically my only day to fully sleep in and take it slow or pamper myself. I make my self a yummy breakfast of pancakes, eggs, and toast while playing some upbeat music. I try not to turn on my tv or I will get lost on my couch for hours just staring at the screen. About 5'o clock I head to my parent's house for a dinner she was all to excited to make, and game night. These nights are really the only that I get to spend with them so I hate to miss them.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy