Filth Angels E-Book

Ida J

• Herausgeber: Berlinable UG (haftungsbeschränkt)
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Seitenzahl: 24

Beschreibung

Filth Angel (noun): an adventurous spirit; one who doesn't tread on others in their quest for adventure, who remains soft and sweet inside, unhardened by debauchery. Ida J is welcomed into her colleague's home where she meets the chiseled god, Bas, who she isn't quite sure is interested in her, despite the pre-game flirtations. Everyone is so charming and together; they all head to a gay club for a sex party. A wild Saturday night in Amsterdam. Inside the club, Ida J gets closer feel of the smooth hottie on the dance floor. After a stranger with model looks joins the group, Ida J is enticed to join these two handsome filth angels in the basement darkrooms. They all exchange spit and heavy petting, but decide to move to higher ground. On the top floor, Ida J and these two beautiful filth angels pounce on each other in full force, removing clothes and losing themselves to pleasure. It's only after all three come that Ida J is introduced to the third, but that's just how it is at a sex party.

Leseprobe

FILTH ANGELS

Ida J

Artcover: MyMay

Copyright: BERLINABLE UG

Berlinable invites you to leave all your fears behind and dive into a world where sex is a tool for self-empowerment.

Our mission is to change the world - one soul at a time.

When people accept their own sexuality, they build a more tolerant society.

Words to inspire, to encourage, to transform.

Open your mind and free your deepest desires.

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Filth Angel (noun): an adventurous spirit; one who doesn’t tread on others in their quest for adventure, who remains soft and sweet inside, unhardened by debauchery.

Naughty but nice is a thrilling combination; those irremediable miscreants who, for all their naughtiness, have hearts of gold. My friend and fellow author Salvador Altagracia once said to me, “niceness is like golden syrup on a delicious sponge cake; it just makes it so much better.”

I’m lucky enough to know loads of filth angels, as friends and as lovers alike. They’ve come from some unlikely places too, not just from the clubs where everyone’s dancing in their underwear, but also from university courses. Even from work. I’m drawn to them like a moth to a flame.

Among them is Milan. We met during my great post-university slump,while working tech support at probably the most poorly managed company I’ve ever encountered. Quite the feat.

This tech job is one I fell into in the absence of other ideas, having belatedly realised that I wasn’t, in fact, destined for academia. One of those smallish tech companies, too old to be a start-up, but somehow still attempting to operate as one. They do something with artificial intelligence for boring business products. It should’ve been interesting, but it never was. My colleagues are nice, but the job itself is a woeful combination of overwhelming and boring - an understaffed team, no training, no manager for six months, and an ungodly amount of administration.

I deal with it by getting wrecked at weekends, and taking Henk’s ADHD meds to survive work. My life’s a mess. I have no idea what I want to do with myself. I possess a cast of car crash lovers (the aforementioned Henk among them) whose numbers I should’ve blocked a long time ago. I keep running into my younger colleagues while exiting club bathrooms. The young developers in question seem to find this amusing and start talking to me at work, at the coffee machine or while standing in line to make ourselves drab sandwiches from the ingredients work provides.