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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Head In The Clouds Part 2
Chills went through my body at the thought of King's big strong hands on my soft smooth skin as we made passionate love on his custom California king bed. King was my dream guy but unfortunately, I got stuck with the second best, his brother Shawn. They were just so different sometimes it irritated me. My means of pleasure were interrupted by Shawn coming in to tell me that he and Tray were going to see King about some business. I already knew what that meant, Shawn used King as a pawn to see if he still can pull girls so I decided to throw him off.
By Shay Casey9 years ago in Filthy
Visions of the Succubus
A tall, robed figure crouched low to light the final candle. The man was named Vorn, the province's resident warlock. He rose slowly, and surveyed his work, his deep hazel eyes and sharp features examined the occult sigils drawn in chalk on the wooden floor with meticulous precision. Then, finding it all to his satisfaction, in a deep sonorous voice, Vorn began to chant the ritual incantation—
By Diana Aalto9 years ago in Filthy
Kidnapped By Pirates
Vanessa de Berry was watching the sunset one evening while she was walking on the beach. She saw a ship floating towards shore. She had heard of pirates all her life, but she'd always thought it was a myth. She heard that they did anything and got whoever they wanted. She noticed it was dark and the ship was getting closer.
By Angel Schooley9 years ago in Filthy
Promise To Be Tender: Part Four
The words I had heard my entire life, such as ménage à trois, threesome, or love triangle, well, those were just words that meant absolutely nothing to me. They were the lies from a porno, or locker room talk you listened to, even though you knew it was bullshit.
By LP Steinbeck9 years ago in Filthy
Promise To Be Tender: Part Three
For the first time ever, I was not in "my zone," as far as how I relate to women on the subjects of sex and love. A short time ago, I had a friendship with Kris, and nothing more. An occasional blow-job carried no sentimental hang-ups, and even Kris treated it no differently than taking care of a need, and that made her cool in own right. She was quiet, sweet, and submissive. All good.
By LP Steinbeck9 years ago in Filthy
You Watch Me...
7:45 PM "Camera is on, and I'm ready to play. Action!" She grabbed her 'goody box' from underneath her bed, all rectangular and white. Clean. When everything it held on the inside was anything but clean. She grabbed the one that she knew would satisfy her the quickest, but she wasn't in for the short of it, no... she was going to make it last.
By S. L. McGee9 years ago in Filthy
The Teacher - Part One
Being in high school is never easy, especially when you have a thing for your teacher and he has a thing for you. Mr. Daniels was a new teacher at our school, he was somewhere in his 20's, had blonde hair, and blue eyes. He was absolutely perfect, whenever he spoke German it made my heart flutter. I had just turned 18 so that wasn't an issue, the problem was that he was a) my teacher, and b) married. I know you should never mess around with a married guy, but being young and "in love" I didn't think about the consequences.
By Nina Lopez9 years ago in Filthy
First Night Out
"O.M.G" Samantha shouted, "I cannot believe you've never been to the club!" She is, of course, saying this to me, a meek 19-year-old student at the University of Ottawa. I'm nothing special, plain face, pale complexion, a modest taste in fashion. I haven't changed my hairstyle since grade 9, besides the biannual trims to keep it that way. It's always been the same light blonde at shoulder length, that fell naturally straight. My pale blue eyes hide behind a wave of hair and a set of thick rimmed glasses. Not those hipster glasses that take up my whole face, I try not to attract a lot of attention to myself. I'm a "normal-sized" girl with "average-sized" breasts. I'm pretty damn average.
By Claes Cummings9 years ago in Filthy
