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

The Longer you Wait...
"You know what would be a giggle?" proposed my friend, when she and I had been having a little fun in my bedroom one Sunday afternoon. Something of mine was very prominent because of the fun, and she rested the end of one forefinger on the very tip.
By Doc Sherwood4 years ago in Filthy
High Marks
The hard wooden chairs in the professor’s office weren’t comfortable under the best circumstances, and Rebecca Hall was not under the best circumstances. She had still-healing bruises across her ass from the last time Professor Grant had corrected one of her writing exercises. She watched him as his red pen made her crisp white pages appear to bleed. The hand that wasn’t tearing her writing apart rested on the end of a worn, wooden yardstick balanced on the edge of his desk. In her short skirt, she sat with her legs crossed, trying not to squirm as she squeezed her thighs together. Watching him reminded her of the first time he’d handed her back a slaughtered paper with the note:
By Guy White4 years ago in Filthy
Sexy Librarian
You can read the first story in this series and see what pleasures Gen granted herself before she had dinner. Gen licked her fingers after she ate dinner, she even scraped a bit of the sauce in the pan that she had already out in the sink to wash. She had scratched two itches already, she thought as she had had a quickie when she came home from work and had cooked as well. The fragrant scent of rose hibiscus dish detergent rose up and filled her kitchen. She walked out of the kitchen barefoot and sat behind her desk getting on her glossy MacBook. Her tech colleague recommended that she get a Mac — she had always been a PC person. It was that small thing that he suggested that changed how she approached technology. She liked the novelty of learning new things on the Mac.
By F. Leonora Solomon4 years ago in Filthy
Rockstar Mania: A Rockstar Saga Excerpt
Chapter 1 In Portland, Oregon many great singers are discovered this happened to my best friend Andy Avalon. I wake up early in the morning, automatically pulling my phone from the charging outlet heading to the bathroom. The sound of music in the background I played his lately album Heart First all night. His voice sooths me, like a mom singing to a newborn. When I get up from the toilet flushing I stand up taking a few brief steps to wash my hands. After which I turn off the sink knob yawning as I dry my hands.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)4 years ago in Filthy
Vacation Dreams
As the sun set on the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the ocean, Rachel slipped out of her clothes and stepped out onto the balcony of her beachfront hotel room. She felt the cool evening breeze caress her naked skin, sending shivers of anticipation down her spine. The soft, white cotton of her dress slipped off her shoulders and pooled at her feet, leaving her standing on the balcony in nothing but her lacy underwear. Rachel took a deep breath and closed her eyes, letting the cool ocean air fill her lungs as she leaned against the railing. She could hear the gentle lapping of the waves below, the sound soothing and calming after a long day. She opened her eyes and looked out at the ocean, the golden light of the setting sun reflecting off the waves in a dazzling display. She felt a sense of freedom and excitement as she stood there, naked and vulnerable, the cool evening breeze caressing her skin. She could feel the warmth of the sun on her face, the gentle kiss of the breeze on her cheeks. She took a deep breath and let out a sigh of contentment, feeling a sense of peace and happiness that she had not experienced in a long time. Rachel smiled to herself and let out a soft laugh, feeling alive and invigorated as she stood there on the balcony, looking out at the ocean. She felt a sense of excitement and anticipation as she thought about what the evening might bring, and she knew that she was ready for whatever came her way. She closed her eyes and took another deep breath, feeling the cool ocean air fill her lungs as she basked in the beauty of the setting sun. She had been looking forward to this moment all day – the chance to finally let go of all her inhibitions and give herself over to the passionate desires that had been building inside her. She had spent the day lounging by the pool, sipping on fruity cocktails and soaking up the sun, her mind constantly drifting to thoughts of the stranger she had met the night before. As the day wore on, her anticipation and excitement had grown, her body aching for the touch of the stranger's hands. She had spent hours getting ready for the evening, carefully applying her makeup and choosing the perfect outfit for the occasion. She had worn her loosest cotton dress and lavender panties which covered so little she knew he wouldn't be able to resist for even a second. Now, as she stood on the balcony, heavy but gentle footsteps approached from behind, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath A tall, dark stranger was standing behind her, his strong arms wrapping around her waist as he pulled her close and pressed his lips against the nape of her neck, his stubble scraping her skin. She could feel his breath on her skin, hot and heavy, as he whispered words of desire in her ear. The stranger's hands roamed over Rachel's body, caressing every curve and contour as she let out soft moans of pleasure. She could feel his fingers sliding over her breasts, teasing her nipples until they were hard and erect. He cupped her buttocks in his hands, squeezing and kneading them as he thrust his hips against hers. She turned in his arms and looked up into his eyes, seeing the desire burning within them. Without a word, they fell into a passionate embrace, their lips meeting in a fiery kiss. The stranger's tongue plunged into her mouth, exploring every inch as they lost themselves in the moment. Rachel could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as the heat between them grew, driving them both to the brink of ecstasy. Rachel's hands were just as busy, tracing his defined jawline, running over the stranger's chest and stomach, feeling the ridges of his muscles as they flexed and tensed with each movement. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his hardness, stroking it gently as they continued to kiss and caress each other. The two of them moved together in a sensual dance, their bodies perfectly in sync as they gave themselves over to their passions, swaying together to the rhythm of a passionate tango. Rachel could feel the heat rising within her, her entire body aching with desire as she clung to the stranger, lost in the moment. And then, with one final thrust, they both surrendered to their passions, reaching their climax they both cried out in unison, their bodies becoming one as they reached the pinnacle of pleasure. They shuddered with the intensity of their lovemaking as they clung to each other, gasping for breath as they floated back down to earth, their hearts still pounding with the intensity of their lovemaking. They lay in each other's arms for a while, their bodies entwined as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. In that moment, Rachel knew that she had found the passion and excitement that she had been longing for. She smiled to herself, feeling a sense of contentment and satisfaction that she had never experienced before. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the wild, passionate nights that awaited her in the days ahead.
By Gouse4 years ago in Filthy
Quickie
Sometimes as much as she liked her intimacy and to have a long lead-up to sex with herself, sometimes Gen was not in the mood for that.
By F. Leonora Solomon4 years ago in Filthy
Secrets, Love & Lust — A Book I Couldn’t Put Down
TW: Mentions of drugs, sex work, fetishes. A life veering out of control “Take your pill, and everything will be all right.” So starts Amelia’s story from In My Secret Life by Amy Bleu. And while Amelia needs to swallow a hard pill to get on the plane ride that opens the book, the reader will not — this novel is a masterful tale that takes a deep dive into the darker side of adult modeling and sex work, as well as the redemptive quality of love.
By Alison McBain4 years ago in Filthy
The Mysterious A-Framed Cabin
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin... The weekend getaway will be the best, and our dog will enjoy it to. It's our way of reconnecting.
By Emily Curry (Rising Phoenix)4 years ago in Filthy
Inconvenient entrance
We drove up the snowy, winding road towards the cozy A-frame cabin. It was a lonely, almost a bit shabby little place, but it was far from the hustle and bustle of modern-day life. Just one look at my massively attractive female companion, a beautiful blonde girl with deep blue eyes, the perfect body (5'5" / 36-24-36) and a very light complexion would give even a casual observer our intent for being at that small cabin even on that cold wintry day, and it wasn’t the looks of the cabin we were after, but the function. We had gotten certain foods and wines that would only encourage our activities during that particular weekend. Yes, sex was on the agenda.
By Timothy E Jones4 years ago in Filthy
Tales of Bette: Leaving Her Mark
Unsplash Image - Alex Baldetti Bette On It Weird Adolescence - Senior Year January 2003 - An Excerpt: The song on the stereo changed to 'Bailamos' by Enrique Iglesias. "One more dance before you go?"
By Tinka Boudit She/Her4 years ago in Filthy
Under the Full Moon's Light Ch.3
"You may now kiss the bride." The officiant's monotone voice broke Charlotte from her daze. For a moment she had forgotten it was a stranger she was marrying. Charlotte bit her bottom lip, her cold hands quivering in Arche's. Looking up into his amber eyes Charlotte's stomach churned and her heart skipped a beat, her first kiss to be given to a stranger. Before Charlotte could think another thought, Arche leaned down and placed a soft gentle kiss on her lips. The tender touch caused the churning in Charlotte's stomach to explode into butterflies. His lips were warm and the kiss felt like home, as if somehow her lips had been awaiting his all along. Arche pulled away, his smile reaching his eyes and exposing his fangs. Offering his arm the two of them walked back up the aisle as husband and wife.
By S.J. Parker4 years ago in Filthy
Recreating Movie Sex Scenes!
Yes it's been a long time and I shouldn't have left you without a dope sex blog to get wet/hard to! I'm not telling you how old I am but if you can read that line without the actual song playing in your head then you're probably not as old as me and that's okay (it would make sense at this point to tell you that line is a play on an old Eric B & Rakim song called "I Got Soul"). In all truths, it has been a long time since I penned my last blog and it's because my inspiration to write one escaped me. The story tidbits that people shared with me in order to develop them into full entertaining blogs dried up and my own tidbits were completely used up so without new inspiration, I was hard pressed to come up with any ideas. I was actually starting to feel like I didn't want to write blogs anymore but that feeling quickly disappeared when I was asked to write a few articles for Fuego 420 Magazine; writing about cannabis and anything involved in this new "cannabis is legal" era has really sparked my pen game, which brings me to the point where I tell you how this particular blog came about.
By Kai Storm4 years ago in Filthy