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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Tabula Rasa
Read the storm before the calm in the previous story about Gen and her werewolf ex... It was a calm day. Gen opened the window in her bathroom as she cleaned it. The scent of juniper filled her apartment and still the faint scent of burning grass from Vic’s visit — or maybe she just imagined that. Neither of them understood what her episode with Kevin had been about.
By F. Leonora Solomonabout a year ago in Filthy
Racing Against Anna, Part Two
The minute I tried to dive under the hurdle, upside-down Anna smartly swung herself the rest of the way to the ground and landed blocking my path, the heels of her sparkling sneakers clapped together. I stumbled, flushing. If I tried what I'd been planning now, I'd run face-first into her feet!
By Doc Sherwoodabout a year ago in Filthy
Reflections of the Future
by: D.R. Humphreys (the DreamWriter) The mirror showed a reflection that wasn't my own, then again, it was. I mean, it was an older me, wearing different clothes, reflecting the image of another bathroom. There were women's stockings hanging over the shower curtain rod. I wasn't married. I rarely had women to my apartment, and checking to make sure, there were no stockings hanging over my shower rod. Either I was delusional, or I was still lying in bed asleep, ready to be late for work.
By Dennis Humphreysabout a year ago in Filthy
Racing Against Anna, Part One
Anna, snugly clad in power-pale shorts that hugged every curve of her, was limbering-up. She'd annihilated every boy in every event today, and now it looked like my turn. If I won, I'd be the first boy to beat her. First as in ever.
By Doc Sherwoodabout a year ago in Filthy
The Only Juice
The platinum watch flung into the air. Six hundred thousand dollars worth of craftsmanship and focus just landed on the large oak desk. A black man, CEO of Fortune Foods Harvard Golpin, 42, started to undo his one hundred dollar red power tie. He loosened the top to his five hundred dollar dress shirt and tore off his suit jacket and ripped off his trousers, those garments totalling four thousand dollars together.
By Skyler Saundersabout a year ago in Filthy
Tamil comedian legend
Vadivelu: Tamil comedian artist Legend. Vadivelu is an incredible Tamil comic and entertainer who has left a permanent imprint on the Indian entertainment world. Known for his one of a kind brand of humor, immaculate timing, and funny looks, Vadivelu has engaged crowds for north of thirty years with his incomparable style. In this blog, we'll investigate the life and profession of this capable entertainer.
By vinoth kumarabout a year ago in Filthy
Werewolf
Read about Gen and Kevin's reunion in the previous story. It was completely silent when Gen woke up. But the hardness of Kevin’s body beside her was a gentle whisper of what had happened between them. She pressed her lips to his shoulder and then moved away because she did not want to wake him, although she wanted him again.
By F. Leonora Solomonabout a year ago in Filthy