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Timothy A RowlandPublished 2 months ago in FilthySex in the Announcer’s Booth of High School Football Field
Short Back Story First At age 16 my family moved back to a little town where most of both sides of the family are from. The same town I now have moved back to and live in. I started High School my freshman year, and through a series of events and friendships, I started dating a senior. Mind you, I was 16 years old as a freshman due to my birthdate and being held back a year. She turned 18 years old not long after we started dating.
Timothy A RowlandPublished 2 months ago in FilthyHustle with Pleasure
Chapter 19 After Grace returned to her father's house, I assisted them in organizing the house, as she started complaining about the heat and mosquitoes. That's how it should be, someone who has experienced a comfortable life in my house, where the electricity never goes off, and if there is a power outage, a big generator is always on standby. She is my girlfriend, and I don't want her to suffer after I have taken care of her and made her skin beautiful. I provided them with a good fan, the type that blows so strongly that all the clothes inside the house would fly out if you don't close the door. I settled their electricity bills and even bought a generator for them. I am not the kind of guy who cannot take care of his girlfriend, especially when it comes to the little things.
Hustle with Pleasure
Chapter 16 I have a great fondness for Grace, she is the kind of girl I have wanted to be with for a long time. I have never had a girlfriend before in my life; I used to just have casual flings with girls from my neighborhood before I moved to GRA. When I met Grace, I didn't see it as cheating on Love because it was purely a professional arrangement, not a romantic one. She doesn't love me and I don't love her, she is my boss and I am under her employment to provide her with services whenever she wants. I should have my own girlfriend too, I also want to experience love and see how it feels.
Hustle with Pleasure 10-12
Chapter 10 This woman pleaded with me so much, she begged and even knelt down, but I refused. Now I regret why I agreed to this secret rendezvous, she didn't even consider her daughter who caught us. How can she beg me like this, so that her other child doesn't find out? She's busy begging for intimacy.
Hustle with Pleasure 13-15
Chapter 13 I had no other choice but to follow Love's driver. No matter how things were with my mother, I would handle it. Thank God my brother was with her, he already knew what was going on and he would help me take care of my mother until I finished working for Love.
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Timothy A RowlandPublished 2 months ago in FilthyExploring the World of Erotica
A literary exploration of the top 10 genres of erotica, including an examination of popular subgenres, historical and paranormal erotica, LGBTQ+ and taboo erotica, contemporary and ménage erotica, writing and finding erotica, bestselling authors and popular titles, and the importance of diverse and inclusive erotic stories.
Timothy A RowlandPublished 2 months ago in FilthyHustle with Pleasure
Chapter 7 It was almost time for me to ask her how she maintains the freshness of her honey pot. There were no hairs on it and the surface was smoother than my forehead. The texture of the flesh was like a strong rubber that had not been used for a long time. This woman was almost the same age as Madam Gold, how does she do it? The scent of the honey pot brought me great joy. I positioned myself in the center and used my hands to separate the pieces of meat, enjoying them side by side. After finishing one side, I moved on to the other. By the time I had satisfied my taste buds with the spicy pepper, I delved into the main dish. You know that reddish or pinkish part inside the honey pot? That was the main dish. I gathered it in my mouth and savored it, taking small bites and savoring every moment. When I finished, I would gather it again. By this time, Love had closed her eyes and was gently blessing me on the head with her soft hands. She didn't push my head like Madam Gold would do, she was calm and just enjoying her own meal. Her gentle touch on my head gave me even more motivation to keep eating. I spent over 30 minutes devouring the honey pot from different angles, while she remained quiet and only shook her body in pleasure. If she ever felt overwhelmed, she would gently remove my head and lift it for me to continue. But when I felt that I had thanked her enough for the house and car she had given me, I proceeded to the main course to continue expressing my gratitude. I couldn't thank her enough for this kind of treat. If she wanted my thank you every second, I was ready to give it. I was a young boy with a strong libido; my manhood was still full of vigor and had not yet been affected by old age. At 21, I was a fresh young man with a lot of energy, and my manhood was the reason why women like Love would spend lavishly on me. Her honey pot was warm as I entered her. She let out a small moan and quickly covered her mouth. I smiled, she was feeling it now. She had seen it and she believed it. Not only was it big, but it knew how to work too. I had taken her far and brought her back, and she was now fully convinced.
Saying I love you as a joke
I'm the valentine you've always wanted and there is nothing like me, but I have a valentine who's been misbehaving. I'm annoyed that my boyfriend keeps saving the nudes I send him. Snaps are supposed to stay like images burnt into your mind. They're not supposed to be an album for you. I told him I didn't want them saved but he doesn't listen and I love him too much to end it. I don't like the stupid videos he sends me back. I don't know how to tell him that they're not exciting. It's all about me. He thinks I'm selfish. I don't mean to be selfish- it's how I was created. I'm submissive but not subservient. I think he's annoying when he doesn't hear me. I can't bring myself to end it, especially on Valentine’s Day, because I'm addicted to how hot and passionate he feels about me. I broke it off once with him, but he said "please don't go" in so many words. I think I like how he chased me.
Silent ScarlettPublished 2 months ago in FilthyEscape from Freedom
"I thought you said this was 'the beginning of a new age'? You even smiled." "I'm not so hopeful anymore. It's clear these extraterrestrials want to create a totalitarian state that will probably end up spanning the entire globe."
ANTICHRIST SUPERSTARPublished 2 months ago in FilthyHustle with pleasure
Chapter 5 Where was my mother when God was creating these wealthy women? This money and luxurious lifestyle could have saved my mother's life; she has suffered so much in this world. Madam Gold handed me her handbag to hold as she walked around greeting people. I don't even know what they are celebrating or who the party is for; all I can think about is the cash that people are flaunting on the ground. If they don't need this money, they should get out of the way so I can pick it up, what kind of situation is this? I see money but I can't touch it. Someone tapped me on the shoulder and said the food had arrived, I thanked them, but my mind was not on the food, I was thinking about the money on the ground.