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

Femdom Fantasy: The Hostile Takeover
Rage. It makes me see red. I don’t know where it’s coming from, what underground source of anger that’s been simmering away inside me for god knows how long has suddenly boiled over, erupting like Krakatoa, making my whole body vibrate.
By Jupiter Grant5 years ago in Filthy
My Last Day In Babylon
Our story opens in the year 605 BC in Babylon Mesopotamia. Evening had arrived and it was time to pick up my girlfriend Mylitta. We had been seeing each other for almost six weeks. She had been introduced to me by my best friend Usun. Beautiful long dark hair, a slender shape with amazing breasts. Great personality, easy to talk to, and very sensual. It was getting dark so we found a romantic place to eat. We were playing footsie under the table as she ran her foot up my thigh coming to rest between my legs. She knows how to communicate. After dinner we were sitting down along the river when she handed me a piece of candy. I offered to share it with her, but she said it was just for me. It tasted wonderful. We sat there kissing for a while but I began to feel strange. She told me to lay down and relax. And that was the last thing I remembered.
By Ray Young5 years ago in Filthy
High Marks
The floors echoed with each one of my footsteps. Try as I might, the laminated flooring would not keep my arrival a secret.
By Chelsea Rose5 years ago in Filthy
My Guardian Angel
Chapter Seven It’s been three days since Lance kissed me. Since then he has become distant from me. He would still guard me from the skies or watch me at school, but that was it. We haven’t ‘talked’ like friends for days. Everytime I tried, he would fly off telling me he had a final paper to write. Even when I called him, it would go straight to voicemail. That jerk! What if it was an emergency?!
By Ja'Cara M5 years ago in Filthy
Three
It was a stressful day at work and I was glad to be on my way home. I was looking forward to unwinding with the most passionate creature on earth. She always had a way of making me forget about everything. As I was heading up the driveway, I could feel my anticipation building. I couldn't wait to rip off my clothes and dive in bed with her. Opening the door, I saw my Carol with another woman sitting at the kitchen table talking.
By Ray Young5 years ago in Filthy
Tall
You were relaxing in your living room watching TV on a cold rainy night when you heard knocking. You got up and opened the front door to see me standing there soaking wet and shivering. I wasn't used to seeing such a tall woman. You towered at least a full head above me, but your voice sounded friendly as you invited me in from the rain.
By Ray Young5 years ago in Filthy
The Driver
Like thousands of others, I lost my job at Sears when the whole company went to shit. After lots of consideration, I decided to give truck driving a shot. Craig's List had dozens of old trucks, and I managed to find one in decent condition.
By Ray Young5 years ago in Filthy
The Book
Tammy:. My friend Ginger just called. Her aunt died a few weeks ago and she was at the house helping the family go through her belongings and sort things out.
By Ray Young5 years ago in Filthy
Lunch Date
She was craving her Daddy, bad. She was so horny for him she couldn’t handle it anymore. She was at work but she sent a text to him- “I’m craving you so bad lately. I’m so horny for you Daddy!”
By Abbi5 years ago in Filthy
A tangle of limbs.
He pumped into me frantically from behind, rhythmically fucking and panting and throwing in the occasional moan of pleasure.
By Kristen Jones5 years ago in Filthy
Looking for a bonding explanation
It has been busy late for Ada and Cree to get together. Many businesses and venues slowly coming to life; and for Ada and Cree, the more possibilities for both of them to get together.
By Chacha Jaramillo5 years ago in Filthy
Robbing the Cradle
He was the first person I saw when I arrived. Or rather, he was the first I noticed. He wasn’t extraordinarily handsome and far from “hot,” but there was a charm that radiated off him like a seismic wave. His wide, doe eyes and the uncertainty within them showed his youth. Soft, bouncing, brown curls framed his face and enticed me to touch them…to pull them. Beneath his button nose was a sparse mustache clearly aimed at presenting himself as more mature than he actually was.
By Lemar Scott 5 years ago in Filthy