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His juicy pink lips trailed all over my body as he laid me down on the bed. The feeling he gives me makes me arch my back in pleasure. He slowly retraces his steps up my body, reaching my lips, where he smirks, knowing how much I crave him. As my arms wrapped around his neck, I pulled him to me, unable to resist any longer. We kiss, and my lips moist with anticipation. He wasn't on my mind; I was only focused on my desire for him. I roamed his body with my hands like a hungry predator. I groan in frustration for not being able to bring our bodies closer, but I keep trying. When he realized what had happened, he laughed. His lips parted from mine, and I became annoyed because I wanted him back where he was.
Dragon on the Valley Pt. 2
Part 2 of 4 [We were in trouble -- serious trouble. On an attempt to return a white dragon to its proper environment, we held it in the cargo hold while my wife Michelle ran a shuttle back and forth to the Paradise Planet below. Unbeknownst to us until now, a 100-foot red dragon was also trying to get in. For what reason we weren’t sure, but it had targeted Michelle who it had started attacking her with a deadly flame that came from its mouth.]
Timothy E JonesPublished 2 years ago in FilthyPit of Chains
There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. And most of what was left of the dragons in the valleys of Selvenicar were now only dust and bones, and hidden dwellings, untouched by time.
Trapped
Every single time Nick stepped into the elevator in his apartment building, he feared for his life. The building itself was probably over 100 years old and the elevator had never been replaced. Most of the time he would take the stairs, but on this day, he was carrying a large and heavy box of miscellaneous things he had taken back from his ex-girlfriend’s house. He had just walked eight blocks with it, unable to get a cab so late at night and had no intention of taking one more single step.
Jo. SchmidtPublished 2 years ago in FilthyA Hot College Coed For Breakfast
Class over, I race across campus to my apartment. A tantalizing Tiger Belle is there from last night's festivities. I didn't make it to the Training Table for breakfast because of our morning sexual escapade.
Timothy KincaidPublished 2 years ago in FilthyThe Mystery of Her
There weren't always dragons in the Valley. When Issa was six the valleys were filled with fairies and happiness. Now they were filled with nothing but darkness. However, it was still the only place Issa felt safe. As long as she stayed clear of the dragons…
lilly jimenezPublished 2 years ago in FilthyA God’s Awakening
There weren’t always dragons in the valley. Except for today. The spring mist had brought with it a chill blowing in from the north of Hathuin as I gaze out through the cavern mouth of the Tyan Mountains. Rough grey rock lay beneath where I sit, perched at the edge of a mountain face. As I look out, watching the magnificent, crystal spiked beast fly up above, its teal scales glistening in the hues of twilight, I wonder if the creature had spotted me and decided to spare me today. A small mercy. Not that they were overly vicious beings these days, mostly keeping to themselves as we thought fit to lay waste to the realm of Werilloa.
Ellis HughesPublished 2 years ago in FilthyIn the Ring
Drunken punch choke-out sex is not for the faint of heart. She may want you to choke her, but you have to retain the low enough self-esteem to not only let her beat you like a rowdy slave but also to still finish when she does, just cause; like it makes a fucking difference. You go to work the next morning bloody, with scars and bruises, ignoring the rumors birthed from sheer speculation alone, and do your daily routine like a good worker bee. Explaining that the so-called love of your life finds it fun to inflict pain on you tends to draw a lot of unwanted attention. You tolerate her for a few reasons. One, because Sonya can score the best opioids from “work,” so pain is nothing more than an afterthought, but more importantly, she keeps you from feeling alone. Something that tends to cause you to overreact even as a lonely kid.
Willem IndigoPublished 2 years ago in FilthyGetting stood up
I need this night out, and I really need a drink Kelly was in a bad mood before she even got to the bar. Trying to wrangle her kids and get them sorted before she went out was hard enough. Then her husband had been a complete ass about it, making himself out to be a martyr for looking after them for a few hours. Kelly was having none of it and told him that "basic parenting does not qualify you for Father of the year".
Misty Demon and Caden
Misty During a rave one night in the Chamber, Misty stepped out of the bathroom. Trying to get to the table where her friends were, she was bumped many times. Two women were fighting, with a ring of men surrounding them. When she pushed through into the ring, they looked at her.
ruth slinePublished 2 years ago in FilthyThe snake and the hare
The hare was hopping jolly as hell looking for bugs and flowers and roughage to eat. He skipped and jumped over the hills and through the woods, praying he does not get eaten by a huge python, much to small of an animal for a anaconda to eat so he is worried about the python. The python would squeeze the poor rabbit until he can digest it in one gulp, poor animals and what they go through being at the bottom of the food chain. This one time the python named belch-like-a-hog tried to confuse the rabbit with a rainbow and pot of gold, the bunny was not going for it though. He was like, what you bastard that is hilarious, I know there is no such thing as this. The python Belch-like-a-hog wanted to eat this precious bunny so bad because he thought that the bunny named Rainbows-and-Unicorns would give Belch-Like-A-Hog magical powers. The anaconda named son-of-a-belch kept trying to warn the python, and said "If you keep busting on my turf I will eat you! You will be dead as a door nail you hear me?" All Belch-Like-A-Hog wanted to do is eat Rainbows-And-Unicorns to possess Rainbows-And-Unicorns alleged magical powers to therefore cloak himself as another animal so he can eat like a pig, oink oink, Laugh out loud. The python wanted to cloak himself as other animals, like a bunny or a turtle, or a snapping turtle so when he snatches up his pray he really scares them to death right before wrapping himself around the poor animal then squeezing the life out of them breaking and cracking their bones and making them scream in pain before he has them ready to comfortably fit in his jaws to be digested, nasty rotten snake, ugh. Bet them snakes love it when they get snatched up by a bird like a falcon or eagle or something ready for some snake meat. The python named Belch-Like-A-Hog went after small birds, big birds, deer, elk, anything he could eat, but he still has not been able to snatch up Unicorns-And-Rainbows which is really beginning to grind Belch-Like-A-Hog's gears big time. Belch-Like-A-Hog is so mad he began to cry out and scream, he said, "Hot damn it that rabbit if it's the last thing I do I will eat that bastard." He just gets angrier and angrier trying to get a bite of that bunny Unicorns-And-Rainbows is being like "Hell nah that son of a bitch is not gonna get me, catch me if you can Belch-Like-A-Hog!"
Angelina F. ThomasPublished 2 years ago in FilthyGood vibes!
I am all about the best vibes and I am cautious about who I allow in my circle. I keep my circle small I am blessed and my boyfriend loves me and he treats me right and he fucks me great like he is only twenty five when he is age forty. I love my dude when he comes around me he treats me like a queen. And when I get on my dumb shit he still treats me right. Good vibes is all I am about, but I am not perfect by any means, I get on mild dumb shit and then I try to fix what I had done wrong. It is all good in the hood. I love where I live, I want this house to be mine, I want my roommate Jim to put in a will that this house goes to me and not anyone else, but I am wishful thinking again, that my roommate Jim will help me even when he is gone and no more. Yeah right he is going to put the house in his sisters name and fuck what happens to me when I cannot get an apartment in my name without having a nasty little short lived criminal record. I won't fuck up again but no one is willing to take a chance with me, I am lucky Jim helped me out and I help him out too but I cannot afford 400 bucks a month I cannot do it anymore, he does not understand why I want to save some money for my future and needs. He gets three thousand bucks a week after take home pay when he works weekends and he has been mandated to do it every week for a long time, but he won't let me drop my rent to thirty percent of my income. How will I get over this obstacle of having no money set aside for anything, Like a comfortable smooth transition. It is so fucking hard to live without significant amount of money. I wish Jim would gift me three thousand in cash for my birthday or Christmas and say this is a gift and I want you to put this money in your account and spend it wisely please do not fuck this up. This is my gift to you to help you come up out of the penniless phase, I want to elevate your circumstances a bit. Wishful thinking again, he won't ever look out for me in that light. Do I need that blessing, yes, but will it happen, no. I hope I can have this house to myself one day, and if I become able to pay for the expenses to keep this house due to being an author on vocal+ I would be very pleased. All I need to gain is like over one hundred thousand bucks and I would be alright if I could make that flip over and over recurring concurrent all the time non stop. I wish I could be a better author and writer so I can make my moneys worth. This sucks because I keep fucking up my punctuation and grammar and admin will not be able to let poor grammar and punctuation slide and I need to perfect my punctuation and grammar bad. I wish I had some of the basic books to keep my mind refreshed on what to do when writing stories. If I were owner of this house making big bucks working from home being an author and never fall off, I would get this house remodeled, new carpeting, new drywall where I suspect it needs to be new, new paint job, a lot of new shit. I Hope my punctuation and grammar is getting better somehow. Thanks for reading.
Angelina F. ThomasPublished 2 years ago in Filthy