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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.

Tales of Lavender
Rousing from my nap, my eyes squint in unrest while peering up at the ceiling, the room filled with the light of the evening setting sun. I stretch out against my sheets and rubbing my eyes as I begin to sit up in the bed, turning my gaze to the room already half messy from my clothes laid on the floor and extra left over stuff from the days earlier adventure questing for treasure. With a defeated sigh I arise from the bed, slipping into a shirt to at least somewhat cover myself as I begin to clean the room.
By Aruna 3 years ago in Filthy
Filling the Delivery Driver. Content Warning.
"The garage door is open. Use the door in the garage if nobody is out." The delivery directions read which weren't really out of the ordinary as a lot of people had been actively working in their garages lately. Most of the customers who left directions like this did so to avoid their dogs going off, so Cheye didn't think anything of it and proceeded to head out for the house. It would probably be her last delivery of the night as she was only covering rush and it was slowing down.
By Cheyenne Fanning3 years ago in Filthy
Lost in the Hedge Maze. Content Warning.
Octavia sat bored on her bed, staring at her phone. She was scrolling through social media but not really seeing anything. It was just a visual distraction and something to fool herself into thinking that she was doing something. Mostly, she was repeating the same question in her head over and over again… why did he cheat on her with that girl? Her of all people! It was bad enough that he cheated on her, but to do it with the one girl that had made her life a living hell for the last year, was just evil on another level.
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in Filthy
Anna's mindful act
As Anna readied herself to step into the filled tub, her excitement bubbled up at the prospect of stimulating herself like this for the very first time. A twinge of embarrassment gnawed at her, knowing she might stumble in her demonstration to her watcher. She feared the shame of revealing her inexperience, all while longing for the sheer pleasure of a good rub.
By NAKD Magazine3 years ago in Filthy
Sexy Snippets vol. 3
Crushed How can I focus on my work when everything reminds me of you? I told my daughter adults don’t have crushes, that they’re the pleasure and curse of teenage-hood.
By Heather Kinnane3 years ago in Filthy
Confessions of a Barfly. Content Warning.
When you have less than a day to live, moments become precious. The idiot blocking my way into Grub’s Bar and Bistro had already wasted one of my precious moments. I would not let him waste any more. Suffering from some poison or another. He collapsed when I smashed him in the face.
By Davi Mai3 years ago in Filthy
Aphrodite's Day Off. Content Warning.
I have grown bored with Hephaestus and his monotonous humping. Just because he is the god of all blacksmiths and I am his wife, that doesn’t make me his anvil, to bang away on every night, with that pathetic little hammer of his. The Goddess of Love and Lust should be treated with a little more sophistication. If I can’t find what I need on Mount Olympus, I will pay the humans a visit.
By Davi Mai3 years ago in Filthy
Welcome Home
Welcome Home "Ashley's culinary skills meet her sensual dance moves" I'm dancing in the kitchen, as I do every day at this time, while I prepare a healthy meal for our family. I'm making your favourite sweet and sour meatballs using my great aunt's recipe today.
By A Lady with a Pen3 years ago in Filthy
I'm Not Dating You!. Content Warning.
Kelly's bus was late. Buses were never on time nowadays, and it annoyed her. She had been standing at the bus shelter for over 13 minutes, and she was feeling fidgety. She turned on her iPod and flipped through the songs until she found a really good metal song. She wasn't keen on metal music, but it was better than yawning while waiting for the bus. She sighed and leaned against a window pane.
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Filthy
I Have Never.... Content Warning.
Here is a list of things I have never done: I have never dipped chocolate in coffee; though it tasted good when I did.I have never worn my husband's underwear; though it fits me better.I have never eaten a vindaloo curry, but I did burn my tongueI have never been a virgin; what's a virgin?I have never snogged a man or woman, though those snogs are pretty hot!I have never had sex behind the bikesheds.; I've never had sex in my life!I have never had sex in a park; I don't know what you mean, dear.I have never eyed up boobs or a good butt; though that butt I saw today was very nice!I have never put the icing sugar in coffee; Nope! Not me!1I have never licked the spoon clean after baking; though it tastes so good!I have never put alcohol in your cake; Me? I would never do that! I'd never get you drunkI have never eaten raw potato; although it tastes so good.I have never swore in my sleep; I don't swear me!I have never had a snoring fit; I never snore!I have never had sex in my sleep; though that dream I had last night was steamy!I have never looked at a naked man or woman; although that lady and man over there are pretty hotI have never been to a strip club; Shh! That's telling!!
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Filthy
I Want You, But I Don't Want That: Chapter One. Content Warning.
Jamie was eying me in the corridor. I could feel his eyes burning into me even though I was looking the other way. I heard rumors that he liked me; everybody in the office talked about it, and hell on fire!
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Filthy
The Hunted
Note: The following story contains graphic sexual content for readers 18 and over. Arak sat poised upon a branch, taking the form of a falcon, hiding in the folds of shadow that dotted the forest canopy. His vision was sharp; his senses fine-tuned to one singular purpose: catching his prey.
By Bradley Ramsey3 years ago in Filthy