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Most recently published stories in Filthy.
The sexy plot with the little black teddy
It was a normal evening of college fun and foolishness..... everyone was Claire's apartment and her boyfriend at the time, Ron came over to join in on the fun! Claire and Ron stepped onto the spades table and were dominating as they normally did, but around the 3rd or 4th game something seemed to be off with them, they were butting heads on the table, which was completely unlike them, they were always in sync!
More Than WordsPublished 3 years ago in FilthyTheatre of the Shadow People
“Charlie’s throwing a party tomorrow night you should definitely come ! it’d be great to see everyone” “I don’t know, It’s been a really long time since I’ve talked with any of them.”
Griffen HelmPublished 3 years ago in FilthySexy Beach Encounter
His intoxicating voice echoes in the distance, stopping me in my tracks. The smell of cologne getting stronger as he comes slowly toward me. My mind and body intrigued by this mystery man. I stand in the sand trying to catch a glimpse as he walks by gracefully. Sneaking a peak, I see a 6 foot man in blue bathing suit shorts with a chiseled chest and light brown wavy hair singing to himself beautifully as he walks down the shoreline with no care in the world. Having been years since I saw such a gorgeous sight, my heart raced at the thought of him. Wishing I could somehow catch up to him and make some excuse to engage in conversation. Before I could even get the chance to find a way to get his attention, he gracefully entered into the water. Seeming to be alone, I had to think fast. Being on vacation for only a week, it could be my only chance to meet this man god. I decide to rid of all my inhibitions and get into the water. Wearing a cute bikini and sunglasses on my head I slowly swim towards him as if I was just casually taking a dip in the ocean.
Sadie ColucciPublished 3 years ago in FilthyIs SATC a “coming of age” TV show?
So, you can tell and iconic show right off the bat when someone names the characters. If someone says “Ross,Rachel, Phoebe, Monica, Joey and Chandler”, you know the show is “Friends”. You hear “ Homer, Marge, Bart, Lisa and Maggie”, the show is obviously “The Simpsons”. Then there is one of the most iconic shows of the late 1990s- early 2000s with the characters “Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte” otherwise known as “Sex and The City”.
What I Want
I want to see you sitting on your counter in your faded jeans and your white shirt and I want you to look at me... I want to kneel on the floor in front of you and unbutton your jeans... and pull them down... and pull them over your feet and pull them off...
My Experience With Paid Companionship.
When your 18th birthday arrives, so arrives the expectation of having it all together: a job, a car, college, and perhaps your own place, make up some of these things. Society doesn't prepare you for it. And the daydream of kissing 17 year old high school boys, behind the Dairy Queen, were suddenly over. I did not have a transition strategy, nor did I know how to form one. All I knew was, the fist full of insecurities and that tsunami of responsibility, were starting to stick to me like leeches: I knew no matter what I did, it would just be a wave of disappointment and frustration.
Ali RyersePublished 3 years ago in FilthyThe Wall
She faced the strong, dark, wooden door. Her hands over her head, tied together in a red silk tie and connected carefully to the thick rope hanging from the ceiling. She looked down and saw her black leather skirt to the right of her. Her feet still in the tall red heels she'd worn for their date. Her white, button down shirt rested just above the curve of her ass, the top buttons gone, her breasts pressing to escape.
Gone the Tides of Earth
Atop of the mattress, the nurse peered back at me over the shoulder while I stood in the threshold. An ethereal vision exuding sensuality having already brought me down to those primal instincts where, from tantalization the rest turns necessity.
James B. William R. LawrencePublished 3 years ago in FilthyThe Little Green Bottle
At least The Little Green Bottle was an upscale place to be stood up. I was staring down into the glass of Merlot I’d been nursing for the better part of an hour. Yeah. Brian probably wasn’t showing up. There was a guy who peered through the front window of the wine bar about thirty minutes ago that I swore looked like Brian’s online photo. Maybe I just didn’t look like mine. Or, maybe, he’d scoped me out and decided that the bill would be too pricy to spend on a girl like me.
Terra BabcockPublished 3 years ago in FilthyHe Caught Me....
Let me start by saying that a part of me wanted him to see, a part of me knew for sure he would be pissed off and a part of me didn't give a fuck! Now that I've got that off my chest, I can tell you my story.
The French Girl and Vino Rosso
The French Girl and Vino Rosso She walked in. The French Girl has chosen a table in the centre of the restaurant, of course, she would she does not want to hide anymore. She wants to be seen and she wants the world to see the Goddess that has just walked in and is going to sit at her table. She wants to see this Goddess as she walks in and she wants to drink her in as she would her glass of Merlot and she does.
Kyle's Story...Part 4
Now that all the courtesies are out of the way, Kyle thought, should I invite this guy to the club or let it go? Why should I invite him, it’s not like I’m going to pursue him. Being so consumed by his thoughts, Kyle didn’t notice that Ellis was handing him his purchase and telling him to have a good day. A lot on your mind huh, Ellis asked? Yeah, a lot going on; Thanks for your help Kyle said, and have a good day. As Kyle walked towards the door, he wondered, am I attracted to this man? Do I want to get to know him better? Do I want to see him again? Kyle was so confused. He didn’t want to even entertain the idea. But he couldn’t get him off his mind.