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

Save Room For Dessert...If You Want Seconds
We lie in bed in each other’s arms, and he drops another bombshell on me... Neal tells me he loves me, always has. He has thought of me often over the years but never knew I felt the same. So, he eventually moved on. Once he knew I loved him at one point, he hoped I still did. This is music to my ears, to my heart, to my soul. The man of my dreams is professing his love for me. Trust, it’s not lost on me that Neal might be acting on feelings of loneliness and not of actual love. But in this moment, who cares. In this moment, at this time, this man was mine…
By LiciaEmber3 years ago in Filthy
Kitchen Un-Confidential: Las Vegas Strip
Only in Las Vegas do sketchy workers, hard-partying customers, and celebrity chefs come together to create a crazy-ass party every night of the year.
By Joyce O’Day3 years ago in Filthy
Lifting. Part 3. Content Warning.
Once again, throwing herself over his shoulders, Joane wrapped her arms around him, burying her head past his by tucking her chin upon his shoulder. She could’ve wet herself out of sheer embarrassment in that very moment. Keeping her knees clenched together, she sat right between Lucian’s legs. His arms laid resting on the pilot chair, not knowing whether or not to embrace her.
By Thavien Yliaster3 years ago in Filthy
Save Room For Dessert.... Top Story - November 2023. Content Warning.
Save Room For Dessert Thanksgiving dinner and party by the lake. Well technically not Thanksgiving, yet. My friend group of 7 has known each other since college, and we celebrate “Friendsgiving” every year. Michelle, Daniel, Calvin, Rayven, Neal, Bethany, and me: Hazel. My parents have a nice sized cabin they happily let me use every year because my friends and I offer to pay for professional cleaning after we leave and before my relatives arrive the following week. It’s usually a 3-day weekend. We have dinner catered on Friday night, host a “big” party of about 30/40 of extended friends and significant others the night after, and do a Sunday brunch. Monday turns it into a 4-day weekend when we need an extra day to relax and/or sober up.
By LiciaEmber3 years ago in Filthy
When in London
We were wet. From the rain, from sweating profusely on our 10 mile hike on the outskirts of London. Every inch of our clothes stained darker from the unforgivable downpour we had found ourselves in. It was our sixth date, and it was going incredibly well. Samuel was one of those people, you just feel comfortable around. When he simply smiled at me, I swear everyone could see I was glowing.
By Amelia Carter 3 years ago in Filthy
Catalina Pt. 1
I heard a gentle knock at the golden door entering my bedchambers. The room I sat in had become my safe haven since being given the title of Queen nearly seven years prior. An oakwood desk set by the tall arching windows, and my feathered bed lay in the center of the magnificent room, encircled by long drapes of red and gold.
By Amelia Carter 3 years ago in Filthy
Tales of Lavender (Ch.2)
Day passes, and night comes swiftly, bringing with it the bright moon over the horizon. I sit beside the window stretching as I finish doing a little work at my desk, taking in the darkness of the night sky. A drop of rain hits against the window, followed by more as the moon sets behind a cloud, bringing with it the rain to patter down against the house. A sigh slips through my breath knowing it will be yet another rainy night out here in the Lavender District.
By Aruna 3 years ago in Filthy
Eternal Serenade ❤️
In a small, picturesque town nestled in the heart of Japan, two souls, destined to be together, found themselves drawn by the invisible threads of fate. Hikari, a kind-hearted and introverted girl, had always been captivated by the ethereal beauty of the cherry blossoms. She often spent her afternoons in the local park, sitting beneath the cherry blossom trees, reading her favorite books, and dreaming of a love that would sweep her off her feet.
By Dani Charaf3 years ago in Filthy
Shadows of Betrayal
Part 1: A Love Blossoms The city of New Orleans was alive with the sultry rhythms of jazz on a hot summer night. The dimly lit courtyard of Café Amour was filled with couples swaying to the music, their laughter punctuating the air. Among them, Sarah and Daniel sat at a cozy corner table, lost in each other's eyes.
By S.m. Tanjil3 years ago in Filthy
Forever
It's Saturday, and I haven't even made the coffee yet. Your fingers linger on my lower back, barely touching. But I feel you, more than just the soft caress of fingertips on skin.
By Big Dreams3 years ago in Filthy
Phantom Sensation
CW: Mention of genitalia, dubious consent There were three boxes left. Just three. Three . . . medium-sized . . . boxes. Just those three to unpack, and then he'd be officially unpacked and living in his new home! As he stared at the box he sat in front of, long legs tucked around it, he slowly raised the boxcutter in his hand towards the shiny tape and determined that if he had no distractions, he could totally do this.
By Delise Fantome3 years ago in Filthy
A Halloween Trick turns into a Treat
It’s colder inside the building than it is outside. A breeze whistles through the gaps in the shutters, tickling the back of Farrah’s neck.
By Heather Kinnane3 years ago in Filthy