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

Longing for More
Ashton was the most skilled man Verity had ever had the joy to fuck. He teased her first. Fingers barely touched skin as his hands roved over her body, waking up every nerve, preparing it for what was to come.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Bron's Bush Lover
Bron strode along the rocky trail, the odd dry twig snapping beneath her feet, as she stepped over thick roots emerging from the ground like some sort of squid’s tentacles emerging from the sea.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Charlie's One Night Stand
Charlie grimaced as she fought with the bolt the starter motor. Who the hell had done this up? The damn thing was on so tight she wasn’t sure she’d get it off herself, and she hated having to ask for help. It would be easier if she could access it from above, but no, this particular bolt required her on her back beneath the car. She pushed against it with all her strength, only to have the spanner slip out of her hands and clatter to the floor.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Rising Action in the Royal Bedroom
Queen Yara lay on a violet velvet fainting couch wearing nothing but silken rope and jewels. Expertly braided glossy fibers accented her teasing navel, lean arms, and ample thighs. She had been playing a delicious game of pretend with her gentleman-in-waiting. Wearing a tiger mask, Manuel prowled around in a golden cage.
By Lola Sense5 years ago in Filthy
Revving Up Her Engine
The roar of engines filled the air, carrying through the bush so easily Jane felt like she was roadside. Even the fumes seemed to make their way through the trees, and she shut her window so she wouldn’t have to breathe them in.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Hospitality Confessions: Lots of Groping and Heavy Panting and Masturbation at Night — Frustrating but Exciting, Too
Chapter 3: Lots of Groping and Heavy Panting and Masturbation at Night — Frustrating but Exciting, Too It went on like this for about a week. I wasn’t planning to get into anything with Mario. After all, I did have to work with him. But the chemistry was insane. Night after night, I was going home, hot and sweaty and horny. It was the first time I’d really felt this way about a man.
By Autumn Seave5 years ago in Filthy
Going Down
Well if this wasn’t the weirdest experience of Joelle’s life, she wasn’t sure what was. Several kilometres under the surface of the ocean, watching the strangest sea creatures on the screen before here.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
The Unexpected. . .
The hour strikes twenty-two hundred and I watch my employees inject their cards into the punch clock. Each stamp marks another start to another shift.
By CR. Phoenix 5 years ago in Filthy
Hospitality Confessions: The Day I Start Writing the Hardest Letter I Have Ever and Will Ever Write in My Entire Lifetime!
Prelude When Jason woke up Monday morning and called Lee Anne, he got her answering machine. Strange, he thought. They always went jogging early on Mondays. Lee Anne said that it was the only way to get the day started right. And once he’d gotten into the habit, he had to agree with her. Not only did he feel rejuvenated by the brisk pace that she made him keep, but he got to start the week with her. And he was looking forward to starting every single day with her after they got married in a couple weeks.
By Autumn Seave5 years ago in Filthy
Just Take Me For A Night Drive
I don't know what it is with me tonight, but I need some fresh air. Not too much, just enough. Just as much as comes in through a slightly open car window as we drive into uncertainty. Just enough to combat the heat from the AC, enough to keep my body warm and my right cheek cold. Enough to make me shiver, leave goosebumps on my arm.
By Lars Londerre5 years ago in Filthy
Samantha's Foursome
Saturday night came, and Samantha couldn’t have imagined better. Jarred was behind her, his tongue in her ear, one hand squeezing her right breast, Richard had the other in his mouth, and Oliver’s face was buried between her legs.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Rich & Rare| A Filth Odyssey| Episode 4| No Occasion
Romy was in the bathtub. The water had been reset three times now. The first time was when she was pouring herself another helping of champagne. Some of it had spilled from the bottle and made a small puddle of beige bubbles on the floor. She’d watched them for a little while, tilting the flute of sweet bubbly to her lips. Her toes scrunched the rear lip of the porcelain and she let herself lean all the way back, the sudsy water obscuring the view of her naked lower torso.
By Hanna Hell5 years ago in Filthy