SINFUL PLEASURES: Short Flithy Stories
I watch them all, my heart pounding so hard I can feel it in my throat, a mix of fear and exhilaration churning in my gut because this is really happening, my quiet suggestion turning into this raw, pulsing energy that’s making everyone’s skin flush, breaths come shorter, bodies lean closer.
Internally, I’m reeling, thoughts tumbling over each other—what if I draw something that exposes how much I want them, how I’ve fantasized about burying my face between Thalia’s thighs or feeling Elara ride me—but the lust overrides the doubt, my cock aching now, pre-cum probably leaking into my boxers as I imagine the night unfolding, all of us tangled up, no boundaries left.
“Let’s fill this jar,” I sa
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