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Thanksgiving
Rene and I spent a great holiday weekend together. I could tell she was burned out from university. I hope after this weekend she is not burned out from me. We were at each other like the two healthy nineteen-year-old animals we are. For a change Rene was as hungry as I. I liked it. That pursued damsel giving in to her boyfriend’s base desires can get old.
Pete SymesPublished a day ago in Filthy
Pretty Please - 2/2
The grin on your face makes me want to defy you again, but I’m already in position, and I want it so badly. So I glare a little before drawing my eyes to the bed in front of me and then lower myself further onto your dick with a slow, gyrating motion. You hiss softly as I impale myself fully and bounce a few times. Your hands find my ass in an attempt to guide my movements, but I remember what you want.
Mari C. RohwederPublished 11 days ago in FilthyObsessions of the Lustful Mind
Chapter 1 I can’t believe I’m late again. You would have thought that living only 50 meters from your place of work, that it would be impossible to be late. But, no. Here I am again, scrambling over slippery cobbles in heels, trying not to break my neck. I guess it would be a blessing in disguise though, breaking my neck. Well, maybe not breaking it, but you know, a little bump to the head. Concussion. A small one, of course, nothing serious. Just bad enough that I get sent home and told to rest until tomorrow.
Lucy BarewoodPublished about a month ago in Filthy
A Self-Portrait in Three Parts
At times, loneliness can be a weight too heavy to carry. The smiling faces of those in love surround you while you stand alone. A one night stand serves as a reminder that you are nothing but your body, and that body is a dangerous temptation. You are not somebody to love; you are somebody to fuck.
Lilly CompeauPublished 2 months ago in Filthy
Mercy
She has the left side of her body draped over mine with her head resting on my chest. Her body jerks, which tends to happen when her muscles start to relax in preparation for sleep. It is startling, but terribly adorable. I hold my breath briefly to make sure I’m not the reason she might be waking up, but she returns to relative stillness and I exhale. I stretch my neck forward, like an awkward turtle, to reach the top of her head with my lips. I kiss her gently and inhale deeply.
Kathy WilliamsPublished 2 months ago in Filthy
New Year's Eve
So, I often write erotic stories with the tag line "this is fictional and did not really happen"... now, I get to tell you a very sexy true story.
Tuesday DailyPublished 2 months ago in Filthy
Pure Filth
Note this piece may offend people , there are lots off words and scenarios that people may deem inappropriate even in Filth.
If only...(Part 2)
How is it that you are so completely irresistible to me? Whatever it is about you, I simply cannot deny it—my body wants yours, on a deep, instinctual, animal level. I am flooded with need for your warm pussy wrapped around my hard dick, need to fill you with all of me. This craving, this fiery, desperate need for you, to take you, please you, make you and keep you mine, it's all I can think of.
Victor VibesPublished 3 months ago in Filthy
Rehab Railing
I am sitting out back alone smoking a cigarette. I am six days sober today and I've been an alcoholic for several years and have finally admitted to myself that I can't keep living this way. It's been one year since I've had sex and I'm horny as hell. There's a few cute guys here but no one I would fuck. Ha.
Dominique ThonPublished 3 months ago in FilthyEllen Joy
Ricky and I were out in the parking lot playing our version of handball. Really it was just slapping a tennis ball against the factory wall and keeping a pseudo type of tennis score. Boy it was hot that day. One of those steamy August days in Chicago. As usual Donna and Annie were sitting on the shipping dock watching us spend our lunch hour running around working up a sweat. At nineteen years old neither Ricky nor I had a clue why these two 40 something women would watch us so intently, or had any idea of the thoughts that were going through their heads. Call us naive.
Pete SymesPublished 4 months ago in FilthyBride-To-Be Fools Around With Her Father in Law
This is a work of erotic fiction appropriate to adults 18+. After months of planning and years of thinking about it, it mostly felt strange — sort of surreal — that the day had finally come and I was living it.
Elle A. WildPublished 4 months ago in FilthyA bumpy ride
I woke up to a pounding on my door. “Wake up Matty”, my mother yelled out. “We’re leaving in 10 minutes, and if you’re not ready there’s going to be hell to pay.” An empty threat that I knew my pushover mom would never follow through on. None the less, I really did need to get out of bed. My dad wouldn’t be quite so forgiving if I didn’t.
PrincxssTatiPublished 4 months ago in Filthy
