Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
She told the truth.....even when she was lying, Just as he did. That’s what made the pair so great. She sat alone....with him.
The Angler and Senpai Freire Dance Together
Her mind combed through every detail after each encounter, extracting pleasure from every moment until there was nothing left but a grey memory devoid of emotion.
You’re flying in today from your week away at work. I’m excited to see you! You would usually take a Taxi home but today I asked to pick you up because I’ve missed you so much.
Good Morning, Beautiful
As the sun begins peeking through the blinds and I start to wake up, I remember the very exciting and naughty time I had last night with Megan's dad. I remember his rough hands sliding up and down my body, I remember him sliding his hard cock in me, I remember cumming with him. As I continue to remember how fantastic last night was, I begin to slide my hand down my stomach and continue lower. I reach my lower lips and slowly spread them open. I lightly brush two fingers against my opening, teasing myself, feeling that I'm soaked from thinking about Mr. Barker. I moan.
Now, I might look innocent on the outside, but like every woman, I also have a raunchy steamy side. I have been writing for the 'Filthy' community here on Vocal quite a bit over the last few months. Doing so has given me more confidence in expressing my sexual side.
There are three subdued taps against my bedroom door before it clicks open just an inch. Alex’s bright blue eye peers in at me from the other side. “Can I come in?”
Slut School: Emily's Secret pt.1
Emily was always a sweet girl, but sometimes she was a little too quiet for her own good. She was the kind of girl who never spoke up in class and was always seen alone. When she went to college she thought she'd be able to do the same thing, keep her head down and stay out of everyone's way, no one would have to know how weird she was.
What Happens In Vegas...I Write About!
Saturday I am heading to Las Vegas with three girlfriends to celebrate my birthday. Woo hoo! I’m excited! My first Vegas trip was for my 40th birthday. My marriage & secondary romantic relationships were in the shitter. There was no way I wanted to “fake it” through a party…assuming that anyone would even want to throw me one after I’d been so insular with those relationships for so long & now we weren’t even speaking. I was hurt, depressed, alone & coming to terms with the fact that my marriage really was ending. Also, my mom died at 39 so turning 40 was an extra big deal for me. So, I explained all of this to the ex, (who wasn't yet my ex at the time,) told him I wanted to go to Vegas for my birthday, and I wanted him to pay for it. He agreed. I went with two girlfriends and we had a fantastic time!
Sorcha and the Mixed-Up Trousers
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. Sorcha glanced at the clock and frowned. Nine pm. She wasn’t expecting anyone, and why would someone come to her door this late at night.
Ellen Joy had opened my eyes. I was called on to "assist" our freelance artist more than a few sweltering afternoons that summer. Random mornings I would be summoned to Sheldon's office and instructed to take this part of inventory or that piece of artwork to our "Company Bohemian" as Shelton liked to quip.
“TRIP” -UNTIL SUMMER PART 1- By CHRISTINA M RICHARDS (A GAY ROMANTIC STORY 18+ WARNING: GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT) All characters included are 18 years of age or over.
It had been so long since a Man had made love to her that the echo of his touch had faded almost completely..She would close her eyes and try to remember what it felt like to be touched with something more than lust. She couldn't. She couldn't remember what it felt like to be safe, and protected and not used or ignored.