Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Filthy.

Seduced by the Erotic Medusa: A Descend into the Abyss of Erotic Desire
In the depths of a forgotten city, where the shadows danced with depraved intention, there existed a mystical being known as the erotic medusa. Her name was Medea, a creature of unbridled lust and erotic hypnosis, feared and revered by those who dared to cross her path. Her lair was a den of erotic sex, where the damned and the depraved came to indulge in their darkest fantasies, and where the erotic massage was an art form that could drive men and women to the brink of madness.
By Omasanjuwa Ogharandukun2 years ago in Filthy
Finally
*This is my Fourth Wing fanfiction... My partner read these books first and when I finally started I was instantly hooked. I've gotten some extraneous information from Tiktok memes, but paused halfway through chapter 29 cause I wanted to get this out of my head first. This is MY fantasy, and if it's canonically wrong I'm-so-sorry-please-don't-be-mean-to-me this story just inspired something in me I haven't felt in a while. Enjoy. 😈
By Jay Taylor2 years ago in Filthy
Business Date Part One: Ultimatum. Content Warning.
“Are you sure about this?” she asked as she looked at herself in the mirror. “Sure,” I stared blankly. “What choice do I have?”
By Alexander Martin2 years ago in Filthy
Confronting our New Neighbour
Clare and I agreed that we’d try subterfuge to manufacture a friendly introduction to Jenny. After she’d caught us fucking like rabbits on the landing, we didn’t think she’d be keen to talk, so we needed a tactful approach that wouldn’t scare her away, especially if we hoped to entice her into bed. I’d said hello to her a dozen times or more since she’d moved into the block a few months ago, but we’d never spoken more than to comment on the weather or complain about the peeling paint on the stairs or the broken elevator. This was hardly a solid basis for an in-depth discussion of our most intimate secrets, but Clare and I had talked it over and we had a plan.
By CR Baxter2 years ago in Filthy
My Personal Adventures with Bondage Gear and Furniture . Content Warning.
Let me tell you about my unexpected journey into the world of bondage gear and furniture. If you'd told me in my twenties that this would become part of my life, I would've probably turned bright red and laughed it off. But here I am - a middle-aged woman who's discovered a whole new side of herself, and I couldn't be happier about it.
By Mia G2 years ago in Filthy
Friendly Advice Chapter Three: All Ends Well
Two months ago, I took my friend's advice. Although, at the time, I didn't want to and thought it was stupid, it had paid off for me in more ways than one.
By Alexander Martin2 years ago in Filthy
Recipe for Slow Cooked Cowboy Casserole
This filling casserole is a go-to option whether you're arranging a comfortable weekend supper or managing a hectic schedule. It turns basic ingredients into a filling, reasonably priced, and incredibly adaptable dish with a little preparation and a well-timed slow cook.
By joy2 years ago in Filthy
Achieving Younger-Looking Skin
Everyone desires youthful, vibrant skin, but the journey to achieve it can often feel overwhelming. Today, we’re diving into a natural method that not only helps you achieve wrinkle-free, plump, and smooth skin but also addresses the underlying issues contributing to premature aging. Let's explore how stress and certain techniques can impact your skin's health and appearance.
By JAMIE STERLING2 years ago in Filthy
Xmas at Xenia
Homecoming The second I step off the plane, my stress melts away into the bright winter sunlight. No longer plagued by oppressive humidity, my lungs expand to full capacity as I breathe in the crackling desert air. For the first time in too long, my heart has room to settle. Once I stride across the tarmac and enter the airport, I make my way toward the exit and my new beginning.
By Avery Bridge2 years ago in Filthy
Friendly Advice Chapter Two: Cougar Club
Despite my better judgment and against my promise to myself that it would be a one-time thing, I answered the text from the married woman.
By Alexander Martin2 years ago in Filthy
Videos of the New Neighbour
I hadn’t seen Clare for a couple of days by the time she next appeared at my front door. This time she was – disappointingly, if unsurprisingly – fully clothed. She still looked amazing in a long skirt split almost to her hip and a sexy top that left little to the imagination, but I still preferred her to visit wrapped only in a towel. Today she carried a laptop and grinned hugely when I opened the door.
By CR Baxter2 years ago in Filthy
Friendly Advice Part One: Just Listen. Content Warning.
I hated this, I really did, but fine, this is the way it was supposedly done, then fuck it. “Sir?” the guy at the desk asked.
By Alexander Martin2 years ago in Filthy