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

Ariel's Secret Life
Ariel and Mario continued to fuck and play with each other until the early hours of the morning. Some of the things they did included Mario spreading Ariel’s legs wide and eating her out, Ariel sucking his cock until it was rock hard again, then climbing on him and riding him and Mario dripping champagne all over her body and licking it off. One of Ariel’s favourite things they did all evening was when Mario picked her up and held her against the window as he fucked her.
By Jo. Schmidt5 months ago in Filthy
Dirty Mommy (Part 2)
After a spontaneous affair with Craig at a conference in the city, Janice slipped into a trance of ecstasy. It lasted off and on for weeks. She wanted to experience it all over again, stroking her pussy and fingering her ass in the shower, imagining Craig was there, pleasuring her, whispering dirty things in her ear, as he pumped her hard with his erect cock. If only he could magically appear, whisking her away to a secret room, they could indulge fully, indefinitely...
By Vicki C5 months ago in Filthy
My Roommate's Sister
Slowly, Mason and Leni walked back to the dorms, holding hands and enjoying the cool night air. When they had been outside for about five minutes, Mason noticed Leni shivering. She was only wearing a long skirt and a button-up denim blouse that had short sleeves, so the wind must have been really cold on her arms. Unzipping the UF sweater he was wearing, Mason slipped it over and offered it to Leni.
By Jo. Schmidt5 months ago in Filthy
Learning My Place
There was an intoxicating scent of sweat and desperation in the air that mixed with the constant moaning from my girlfriend that only made me want to pound her harder. She was on all fours on the bed as I relentlessly fucked the shit out of her, her ass blushing a deep shade of red from the whipping that I just gave her. As I started grasping the riding crop in my hand more tightly in preparation for another slap, it suddenly crossed my mind how quickly this had come — or rather, how quickly I had come (no pun intended).
By Antimatter426 months ago in Filthy
My Roommate's Sister
Mason led Leni up to the third floor of the building where she went into one of the communal bathrooms to clean herself up a little. While she was in there, Mason went into the male bathroom and threw out the condom wrapper and the soiled condom, still folded up in a piece of paper. After they both finished up, they made their way to Mason and Josh’s dorm.
By Jo. Schmidt6 months ago in Filthy
My Roommate's Sister
Checking his pockets and belongings one more time, Mason made sure he had everything he needed before heading out. Car keys, wallet, cell phone, a full water bottle for the car ride, three condoms and an extra sweater for Leni in case she got cold.
By Jo. Schmidt6 months ago in Filthy
Bound by Sir. Content Warning.
I never thought I’d end up here, bent over Professor Kane’s antique oak desk in his private study, my wrists bound behind my back with his silk tie and my skirt hiked up around my waist. My name is Lila, and I’m a twenty-year-old English major who used to sit in the third row of his Victorian Literature seminar, taking notes like a good girl while secretly wondering what those strong, veined hands looked like wrapped around something other than a fountain pen.
By Chahat6 months ago in Filthy
The Stranger. Content Warning.
The house was dead silent, save for the rhythmic, even breathing of my sleeping husband. I stood by the bedroom door, heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird, and carefully pulled the silk robe over my naked body. I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at his sleeping back, trying to convince myself I wasn't doing this. Then a text from Him flashed on the screen: Come outside. Now.
By Stephanie Wright6 months ago in Filthy
Her Friend, Our Secret. Content Warning.
This wasn’t how I imagined this playing out. I chose to confront Lexi when Jessica was at work. Knowing she would defend her childhood friend with unwavering loyalty. This had to be done; however, I wasn’t prepared for the madness that would be its aftermath.
By T.D. Chronicler6 months ago in Filthy
Stranger In The Rain. Content Warning.
I never planned for it to happen. Not like that. Not with a complete stranger whose name I still don’t know. My name is Lila. I’m twenty-three, a freelance graphic designer who works from coffee shops and the tiny studio apartment I rent in downtown Seattle. That Friday night I’d been out with friends at a rooftop bar in Capitol Hill—laughing too loud, drinking tequila sunrises that tasted like summer and bad decisions. Around eleven the rain started, the kind that comes down in sheets and turns the city into a neon blur. Everyone else called Ubers and scattered. I stayed a little longer, chasing the buzz, until the bar kicked us out at closing.
By Chahat6 months ago in Filthy
My Roommate's Sister
Mason and Josh ended up chatting the entire three hour drive back to campus so it wasn’t until they were back in their dorm that Mason texted Leni for the first time. He let her know they had made it back to school safely and that he missed her already. He couldn’t help but smile at the screen when she responded saying she missed him too.
By Jo. Schmidt6 months ago in Filthy
Homecoming
The thing about a beach house is that you can smell the ocean even if you're far from it. It's funny seeing the leaves in the trees blow in the same wind that brings the smell of salt over to me. Before smelling the salt, I could pretend I was back on the opposite coast, living with roommates, not parents.
By Magenta6 months ago in Filthy