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Good 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 FilthyHer Dragon Slayer
Part One There weren’t always dragons in the valley, but shortly after they came, he arrived. Mallick was the bastard son of the fairy queen that had been sent into exile. He had arrived in their valley with nothing but the clothes on his back, the first dragon he slayed had earned him what was left of the village and ten chests of gold and jewels. He had taken that treasure and built a stone fortress into to the mountain, and that was where everyone went when they needed help, or protection from the dragons.
Marie RossPublished 2 years ago in FilthyBinding Kiss 3
I'm not sure what wakes me. It could be the change from the warm summer's day seeping in through the smallest of cracks where windows should meet ceiling changing to the nothingness of darkness. Or maybe it's the feeling of another person pressed into my back, sharing the bed with me.
Taken by Lesbians
Patsy gave Dora a big smooch on the lips and pushed her onto the couch. “So what do you think, built-in bookshelves floor to ceiling? Steampunk style with wood and metal?”
Bam KizbeePublished 2 years ago in FilthyThe Doomsday Shift
Tom was laying in his hammock, his wife, Doreen was laying beside him. The kids were swimming in the water hole that he had made. It was a warm summer day and they were all just taking it easy and resting up, it was a day off from work, for everyone. They were going to have a picnic later on. They seldom had days like this one, and Tom was enjoying it immensely. He loved to just lay beside his wife and hold her. Tom closed his eyes and was just soaking up the warmth from the day.....
Darlene DawsonPublished 2 years ago in FilthyA Sexy Sultry Sorority Girl
It's a beautiful Indian summer night. I take her hand; she grabs her shoes. She's walking barefoot. I take off my loafers. We walked hand-in-hand, holding our shoes.
Timothy KincaidPublished 2 years ago in FilthyFor the love of an It
Eve saw him on the other side of the room and time stood still. It felt like watching a movie, like fantasy was making reality disappear. That click. That hum. That look when you meet a man's eyes and you know he's the only man. Of course it had to be a fantasy. What other explanation could there be for knowing that a complete stranger was the person you wanted to spend the rest of your life with? But that man was no stranger, though that could also be a fantasy. After all, a long time had passed. Eve stared at her drink before she dared to look at him again, but this time he turned and, although he was disappointed to see that the man did not share her fascination, she was able to study him to his heart's content. She was almost certain it was Luke. She had black hair and a proud face that Eve looked at as if she wanted to memorize her features or remember them. Hard, smart black eyes, a Roman nose and a mouth that was both seductive and ruthless. She was attractive and sexy, and had a confident look. The room was full of rich and prosperous men, but he stood out with his golden skin that shone like silk and his muscular body. He looked like an aristocrat from another era, but at the same time he was a modern man. Eve used to get an idea of people quickly, but she could have stayed there all afternoon. The man was wearing elegant clothes: a white shirt with a strong body and black trousers that highlighted his long legs. hard and muscular. Although he was calm, he exuded a vitality that made the other men seem insignificant. He had his head tilted to one side and listened to the blonde woman next to him wearing a shiny dress. The woman spoke with an enthusiasm that suggested to Eve that she was not the only conscious person in front of a man who seemed to be from another world. But this did not surprise her, because any woman in the fullness of her mental faculties should feel attracted to him. The woman spoke with an enthusiasm that suggested to Eve that she was not the only conscious person in front of a man who seemed to be from another world. But this did not surprise her, because any woman in the fullness of her mental faculties should feel attracted to him. The woman spoke with an enthusiasm that suggested to Eve that she was not the only conscious person in front of a man who seemed to be from another world. But this did not surprise her, because any woman in the fullness of her mental faculties should feel attracted to him.
Touch my soul
"Don't tell me you're not ready yet, Dante!" We should have been there by now! I hear the brunette's tickling voice as she nervously enters the bedroom.
Let me love you
get off my dad's plane and breathe in the fresh, inviting air of New York, a city that has always welcomed me with open arms. It smells like new world, summer and new home. A new stage in my life follows, a new page that begins with the landing of my and my step-sister, Samantha, at JFK International Airport.
Under the Full Moon's Light
Richard was elated when Wilbur told him that he accepted his proposal and would be giving him Gwen's hand in marriage. Never doubting that his proposal would be accepted, Richard already had many of the wedding preparations started. However, having this confirmed to him caused Richard to go into a craze, he wanted to have Gwen as soon as possible. As a result, Richard ordered all the wedding preparations pushed to be finished as soon as possible. Richard's excitement could be felt throughout the town. Everyone knew that Richard was the Minister's son and this was going to be one of the biggest weddings the town had ever seen. Richard packed almost every business in town with wedding orders; flowers, cakes, food for 500, and of course a beautifully tailor made dress for his beautiful bride. He wanted this day to be perfect. Of course, "perfect" was whatever standard Richard demanded. Not once during the wedding planning process had the thought ever crossed Richard's mind to consider what Gwen would want or be comfortable with. Charlotte could see that Gwen was doing the best she could to keep a smile on her face, after the night the sisters were told the news, Gwen hadn't let a single tear stain her face. As they went about the town being ushered from place to place being shown all the decadent things Richard planned to have at the wedding, Gwen would smile nod and every once in a while she would mutter a quiet little,
S.J. ParkerPublished 2 years ago in FilthyLove is Part VII
We are the ones who are unexpected, doubted and pushed aside. The basket cases. The rebellious bunch. The fighters and the truth seekers. We are the wounded warriors transforming our pain into pleasure and breaching through the paradox. We are fearless and we are coming for everything that is ours. It’s our time.
LOVE IS SERIES . 🌹Published 2 years ago in FilthyApril
Nina April 1st What the fuck just happened, one minute me and April are laughing and then the next minute April is beating Kimmy’s face in. It’s all my fault, I should’ve stopped her. I should’ve told her that I was the one who slept with Leek. Kimmy would’ve been just fine if Leek’s dumbass didn’t blurt out lies to April. He couldn’t have thought that was going to fix things with her, right? Now I have this terrible heartache that’s sitting at the bottom of my chest. Dumb ass April fought the girl for no reason and now she could be dead. For a petite little thing, April is extremely strong; She would really punch someone’s face in for anything. You see why I can’t confess to her about what really happened because she would kill me. I ask myself everyday since then why’d I risk my life just to get dick, but to be honest, It was really an in the moment type of thing. He came to me about April because she was ignoring him for weeks, and he needed someone to talk to, so I was there. I’m the one who made the first move, but I regret it so heavily. Especially now that she’s getting questioned by the police. Truth be told I am in love with Leek. Before she even started dating Leek I was into him, but he never saw me like that until that night. I think he was just desperate for attention, but I honestly don’t know; I’m just trying to figure out how everything started to get so fucked. I planned this party for her so she could get her mind off of Leek, but he decided to crash her party. He’s so terrible; I don’t know how he can go around giving her presents knowing he slept with me. He even told me that I was better in bed than her, but in the same breath he basically said my pussy was trash. It’s terrible that I am in love with him even after all of this. I’m the one who deserves to be in a hospital, not Kimmy. Kimmy is the sweetest soul I know. April chose not to give her a chance before she even thought Leek had sex with her. April and Kimmy used to be extremely close, but Kimmy’s grandma died not too long after April’s dad left her and her mom. April doesn’t know this because April never asked. She doesn’t realize it but I could tell April didn’t care about anything Kimmy was going through. She was just mad that Kimmy went M.I.A on her without telling her why. Kimmy only told me what happened because I actually listened to her.
Isis LyonsPublished 2 years ago in Filthy