Meranda Watley
Bio
I am a free spirit who loves adventures and exploration.
Stories (10/0)
Food Addiction
I had been overweight my entire life, well just about. I vividly remember leaving the second-grade school year as a tiny seven-year-old girl and starting the third-grade school year as a fat kid. There was no traumatic event, no major change, I just got fat. I always loved to eat, and I guess I really committed to that love during that particular summer because I gained weight, a lot of weight, especially for a seven-year-old. I used to sneak food, grab a sleeve of saltine crackers from the kitchen cabinet and run to my room and eat the entire sleeve without my mother knowing. I’d grab anything I could find, chips, crackers, cookies, even dry cereal if there was nothing else. It wasn’t necessarily the quality of the food but the quantity. I wanted to eat as much as I possibly could and all at once. I now know this is binge eating, but as a seven-year-old I just thought I liked how food tasted. I loved the feeling of eating, I loved being overstuffed, I loved the actual act of eating food. This continued well into my teens and adulthood. I gained and lost hundreds of pounds in my life. My days were filled with either binging or starving myself until I would inevitably binge again. It was a full-blown addiction. I obsessed about food all day, I thought about what I wanted to eat, what I was going to eat and then when I finally ate it I was wracked with guilt and self-loathing. Something was wrong.
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Psyche
The Joys of Anal
Sex should be fun and exciting....all sex....even anal. When the subject of anal sex comes up some people tense up and are unwilling to give it a try. Let me tell you, anal can be just as good, if not better than vaginal sex! Being willing to explore every area of yours and your partners body is part of really great, and freeing sex. Here's how to loosen up, so to speak, and enjoy taking it up the ass!
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Filthy
Alone Time
She imagined him kissing her, starting at her neck, and working his way down her body. Stopping at her breasts, licking and sucking her nipples. She imagined his tongue sliding down her stomach, finding its way to her pussy. He would gently spread her lips and lick her. Slowly at first and then faster and faster on her clit. As she thought of his tongue in her wet pussy she slowly circled her clit with her fingers, her fingers were his tongue, teasing her clit, poking in and out of her pussy. She put two fingers in her mouth and sucked on them, then put them in her pussy pretending it was his hard dick; she squeezed her tits with one hand and fucked herself with the other. She pictured herself crawling on top of him, jumping on his erect penis. His strong hands would grip her hips and force her in a circular motion, the tip of his cock stroking her clit with every turn. She wanted to feel him deep inside her; she wanted to feel his cum explode into her pussy. Her pussy was getting wetter and her hand was moving faster and faster on her clit. She was moaning and breathing heavy. She reaches into her bedside drawer and pulls out her vibrator. She sucked it at first, pretending it was him, feeling his dick get harder in her mouth. Her hot breath on his hard dick, slowly circling her tongue around the head, then putting it all in her mouth, her hand never leaving her clit. She moaned as she sucked up and down on the shaft, tightening her lips as she came up and went back down. She beat the dildo on her clit and the sides of her pussy. Putting the head against the opening of her pussy and teasing it, slow circles all along the rim of her dripping cunt. Her hips were gyrating, begging the plastic dick to fuck her, she slowly put it in and slammed her pussy down on it. She fucked her pussy hard and fast, imagining his cock slamming in and out of her. She imagined him on top of her, her legs spread wide and his body on hers, his cock slippery with the juice from her pussy. He fucks her hard and fast, putting her knees on his shoulder so he can get deeper. She wants to cum, feels like she will explode if she doesn't release soon. He doesn't let her, he takes his dick out of her and beats it on her swollen clit. Kissing her deeply he enters her again and slow fucks her. He rocks her back and forth on his dick, going deep and soft. He is stroking her clit every time he pulls out. He sucks on her neck and her tits. His hands are all over her body, pulling her closer and squeezing her. She is pinned under him and can feel every inch of his hard dick running through her. She cums, hard and loudly onto him, her pussy throbbing on his cock. She wants to feel him cum in her; she keeps rubbing her pussy on his dick, begging him to cum. He fills her pussy up with his hot, sticky cum and doesn't pull out, making sure every drop is in her. He feels her pulsating on his dick as he continues to empty into her. The air smells like sex, her body is covered in sweat and is pulsating. Out of breath and flushed, she sits up and puts the dildo back in the drawer.
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Filthy
The Married Woman
She knew that as a married woman, having sex with someone other than her husband could be considered morally wrong. In her defense, her marriage had felt more like a chore than a marriage as of late. Her husband didn't notice her and certainly didn't appreciate her. There was no intimacy and what little sex they had was not about her pleasure. He had become a selfish lover and seemed not to care about her wants, needs, or desires. She met Luis during new employee orientation. She was taken aback by how tall he was, and hairy. He had a full beard and a bushy ponytail. There was something striking about him, his size was impressive, and his presence was commanding. She studied him, the way he walked, the way he talked with a slight accent, and the way he sat, wide-legged and spread eagle.
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Filthy
Overdue for Service
Getting my oil changed is not what I would consider a good time. It's hot and dirty and I typically stand around trying to avoid the other customers. I figured going in ten minutes before closing would mean I would have less people to deal with, and I was right. I could tell he was annoyed when I came in, the annoying bell on the front door ringing.
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Filthy
Teacher's Pet
I’ve been drawn to sex for as long as I can remember. Even as a child I was fascinated with my parent’s pornos and magazines. They did their best to hide them, but I’d always find them. I was amazed at the way the women looked when they were having sex. Their mouths wide open, dripping with saliva and moaning. I didn’t know if it was pleasure or pain, or if there was really any difference. My first sexual experience, with someone other than myself happened when I was 16. It was in the high school girl’s locker room. And it was not at all what I was hoping for. His penis was nothing like what I’d seen in the videos, it was shorter and thinner than I was expecting. Once he put it inside of me he came…. I had no opportunity to moan or experience much of anything. It was depressing, and a major let down. I didn’t have sex again until I was 18 and it was with a much older man and it was everything I thought it should be.
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Filthy
Sometimes, I Like It Like This.
I like to be fucked rough and hard, I want to be sore afterwards. I have no interest in making love. I like to be talked to dirty. Call me a dirty slut, or a filthy bitch... that sort of thing. I like to have my pussy licked and teased. Lick my clit, don't suck on it like it's a dick, tease it and make my pussy wet. Once my pussy is nice and wet I want to be fucked, in the missionary position first. I like to be dominated occasionally. I want to be on the bottom, my legs spread wide and my hips tilted upward... waiting for the dick. Once inside, I want to be fucked hard and with determination. My wet pussy being pounded with a rock hard cock gets me off. I want my hair pulled, my hips squeezed and my ass slapped. The sound of hard breathing in my ear, my tits being squeezed. My hard nipples being sucked on and bitten. I like to get on top and ride the dick. Circling my hips around and around the dick, bouncing up and down... feeling my tits bounce with me. I like hands squeezing my hips and ass, beckoning me to go faster or slower. Being on all fours and taking it from behind can be a turn on. I like to feel the dick deep inside. I like to have my ass fucked on occasion. I don't want it to be gentle because it's the ass, I want it fucked like my pussy. Spit on my ass and slide the dick in, and then fuck. Ass to pussy can make me cum, and cum hard. Sometimes I like to feel the dick cum deep inside of my pulsating pussy, exploding into me and then dripping out of me, slowly down my thighs. Leaving a sticky, sweet residue all over me. Sometimes I like to cum on the dick and hop off before it cums. I like to taste my pussy on the dick, licking my cum off of it.
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Filthy
Call Me Daddy
I was never much into role play, but I am down for anything so when he asked me to wear white ankle socks with ruffles on it I obliged. He was tall and black and very muscular. He had a hard past and his present didn't seem too easy, but it was clear that this was the life he was comfortable living. The first time I came to his apartment, a two bedroom that at least three other men were living in, I was alarmed at the gas stove being lit, all four burners ablaze with nothing cooking on them. When I asked why the burners were on he looked at me like I was crazy and said "for heat." I knew Jamal, or "Furious" as he preferred to be called, wasn't a long time thing, I knew it would be fleeting, but I found myself caring about him, genuinely caring about his well-being. The first time he asked me about the little white socks I was taken aback. It seemed like an odd request. Slutty lingerie, crotch-less panties, even anal...but little white socks? I told him I'd see what I could do and tried not to think too much more about it. But then he asked me again, he was really wanting to see my feet in those socks, said it would turn him on.
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Filthy
Girl on Girl
I'd never been with a woman before her. She was butch with short hair and a foul mouth. Her body was amazing, lush tits and a round ass. She had an attitude and fuck the world smirk. She was my sister's best friend, and she came with her to visit me in Los Angeles. I was living with my boyfriend at the time and perfectly dissatisfied with every aspect of him. I was at first tuned off by Dawn's crass words and blunt speech. "There's a lot of sexual tension between us, we're gonna have to do something about that," she said the first time we were alone together. I didn't feel any tension... I was intrigued by her because she just didn't give a fuck, she said what she wanted and she did what she wanted.
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Filthy
- Top Story - January 2018
Just SexTop Story - January 2018
I've always been a sexual person. Since I began having sex, I enjoyed it. Maybe not so much the physical act of it, but the anticipation of it. The feeling of having someone inside of me is really enthralling and intoxicating. I never really know how it happens but it always does. Conversations with the opposite sex, and occasionally the same sex, turn to something erotic. We start to talk about what we find sexy and one thing leads to another.... sometimes the lack of talk is what makes it sexy. When there's no talk and just action. The lead up, the anticipation of sex is a big turn on, but the unexpected is fun too.
By Meranda Watley6 years ago in Filthy