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Parents, Teachers, and Coaches Part Three: The Daughter.
I hated it when Jack, my father, tried to pretend he cared about us. Even now, he was pretending to be a good father to Liam, his son, my younger brother.
By Alexander Martinabout a year ago in Filthy
A Different Kind Chapter Two: Blood Is Good, but Sins Are Better.
Helen threw the skeletal remains of Tyrone into the large fire at the back of the house. Raven and Nadine followed suit with Carlos and Devon.
By Alexander Martinabout a year ago in Filthy
Forbidden Lessons. Content Warning.
Chapter 1: The Professor’s Demand The semester had been brutal. My grades were slipping, and Professor Malhotra—a stern, middle-aged man with a reputation for crushing egos—had called me into his office.
By Chahatabout a year ago in Filthy
Unexpected Reunion . Content Warning.
Chapter 1: A Chance Encounter The evening air was crisp as I laced up my running shoes, preparing for my usual jog around the neighborhood. I had returned to my hometown for a short vacation, eager to escape the monotony of city life. The familiar streets brought back memories—some sweet, some bittersweet—but I hadn’t expected one of those memories to come alive in front of me.
By Chahatabout a year ago in Filthy
Forbidden Desires. Content Warning.
Chapter 1: The First Glimpse The college campus was alive with the usual bustle—students rushing to classes, professors buried in papers, and the distant hum of chatter. I, Rony, a 28-year-old assistant professor, had just settled into my role, enjoying the attention my charm and teaching skills brought me. Anonymous love letters often found their way to my desk, but I never indulged. Ethics mattered—or so I told myself.
By Chahatabout a year ago in Filthy
Slow Seduction – A Steamy Affair with Sandhya | Forbidden Romance & Sizzling Desires. Content Warning.
Chapter 1: The Unexpected Reunion I’m John, a 28-year-old software developer living a quiet, predictable life in Indore. My days were a cycle of coding, coffee, and occasional nights out with friends—until Sandhya re-entered my world like a storm.
By Chahatabout a year ago in Filthy
Sundress Season
Jennifer slid the bright yellow sundress on over her head. She liked the way she looked in it. She knew it was fun and flirty. It came right above her knees normally, but as soon as she bent over, it rode up just enough so that you could almost see everything. It would get the attention of anyone around who’s attention could be gotten. She also wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She didn’t want anything in the way of the morning she wanted to have.
By Karen LaRueabout a year ago in Filthy
Sara's Feeling Slutty
Sara had a rough week. Work was stressful. Her parents were asking yet again about when she was going to get married. Her hot water had been out for three days and the dishes were piled up. Nothing was going her way. She was frustrated and grumpy and needed to blow off some steam.
By Karen LaRueabout a year ago in Filthy
A Different Kind Chapter One: A New Breed
“Dayum!” Carlos said as he looked at the pale white woman entering the nightclub. “Excuse me?” the lady asked. “Nothing,” Carlos smiled, staring at the pale white woman with the huge rack and nice ass.
By Alexander Martinabout a year ago in Filthy
Unexpected Encounter on a Train – A Steamy Night of Passion & Forbidden Romance. Content Warning.
Unexpected Encounter: A Night on the Train Chapter 1: The Journey Begins The rhythmic clatter of wheels against tracks filled the air as I settled into my seat. The first-class AC coupe was surprisingly empty—just me and my thoughts for the next thirteen hours. I had opted for a regular ticket, not expecting a private cabin, but luck had other plans.
By Chahatabout a year ago in Filthy
Exploring Ideas. Content Warning.
The little redhead was everyone's perfect sweetheart. She was gentle and kind. She would go out of her way to help others - even when they didn't quite appreciate it.
By Adora Hooperabout a year ago in Filthy
The Register Game
It's a strange kind of thrill, knowing how much power I have at the tips of my fingers, from the glow of my phone. How much power I wield while I am in the most unflattering attire, otherwise feeling like my worst self.
By Rhiannon Tibbey-Tiedemanabout a year ago in Filthy