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

A One Night Stand Turns Into More
I knew it was only going to be a one night stand. Julian was from another city, here for work, flying home the next day. I was from a smaller town nearby, staying at the hotel so I could make my own early morning flight for my own work conference.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
First Time With an Older Man
He’s a little older than my husband, has a few more grey hairs, some wrinkles around his eyes that deepen when he smiles. But his eyes are kind, as is his smile, and when his fingers brush mine my heart sings.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Stacy’s One-Night Stand for Three
“Are you a magician? Because whenever I look at you, everyone else disappears.” Stacy turned to see the guy she’d been eyeing off across the bar had finally summoned the courage to come over and talk to her.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Ella's Adventures
Night one Ella stared out of the windows of her room at the flamingo hotel in Vegas. It hadn’t been a long trip, but it had been an early one. It was only ten in the morning, and all she wanted to do was sleep to get rid of this weight she had been carrying with her. Sighing a heavy sigh, she shut the curtains to the bustling strip below. Setting her phone alarm for early evening, she striped off her clothes and crawled into the king-sized bed, falling into a blissful sleep.
By Marie Ross5 years ago in Filthy
Dance of the Golden Tomb
Father Labolas ushered me in from the cold and helped to remove my coat. I attempted to show him the pleasure I absorbed in the act, but he took no notice.
By Colin Sallinger5 years ago in Filthy
The Warehouse
“Am I hurting you?” Not yet. I thought to myself as Ezra slightly lifted his lanky body off of my small frame. “No,” I shook my head allowing my lips to crease into a reassuring smile.
By Deniqua Campbell5 years ago in Filthy
Sex via Screen
“Are you bored?” Tessa giggled at the screen, where Bowen was pulling faces. “Maybe.” He grinned. “Maybe I’d just like to see you face-to-face, instead of through a computer.”
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
The Party
The Party Dara sighed as she slipped of her blazer, hanging it on the back of her chair before sitting down. Her meetings were done for the day so she could close herself in her office and work without being disturbed. Her and Daddy where going out tonight, and he said that the outfit that he had chosen meant no bra lines, so he had instructed her not to wear a bra to work today. She had felt naughty all day, and a little uncomfortable. She had had meetings scheduled all day, so she had kept her blazer on. Now she had two hours left of her day, and the excitement of the night to come was getting the better of her mind.
By Marie Ross5 years ago in Filthy
A Threesome is Even Better the Second Time Around
Storm woke up to the soft snores of an unfamiliar face in her bed. The previous nights activities came to her, and she was suddenly aware of the delicious ache between her legs.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Set-Up by Her Friends
Sukey never let her friends set her up on a blind date so she was particularly annoyed to turn up to her friend’s dinner party and find one other single male amongst a room full of couples.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Sync City
Let’s call her Iulia. I provided a shoulder for her to cry on when she came back to the Hotel Parc, and she finally succumbed to my charms on her husband’s birthday. Perhaps that was just a coincidence though. The next night, her pubic hair had disappeared.
By Dingo Marhax5 years ago in Filthy
Her Best Friend
Summer slumped in the chair behind her market stall, one elbow on the table, her chin resting on her hand. “You look lonely.”
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy