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Most recently published stories in Filthy.

The Best Hangover Cure
I walk in the front door and put a few groceries on the counter. I know you tied one on with the boys last night and want to surprise you with breakfast. I pour a glass of water and a grab a couple of Advil from the cabinet. I go to the bedroom where you are sprawled, barely undressed, your t-shirt up around your belly.
By M Taylor8 years ago in Filthy
Cold Hearted
It was a beautiful Summer's afternoon and Gringar couldn't believe his luck! Only last night at the local Alehouse had he met a beautiful lady, with hair the color of a raven, who had taken his breath away. Gringar laughed to himself as he strolled down the woodland path, thinking back to last night's frivolities.
By Lara Drew8 years ago in Filthy
Anal Play and Anal Sex
So before I start this post, I should say before you engage in any play or sex (anal or otherwise), you have to have consent and use protection. Also, this post is not intended to convince you to do these acts, only to educate legal adults (18+) on these acts. That being said, I wanted to talk about anal sex and anal play. People think they know everything they can know about anal play and sex, but there are sometimes gaps in their knowledge. So that's where I come in.
By Lena Bailey8 years ago in Filthy
The Charm Bracelet - April Part 2
Chapter 3 — The Middle of April Meredith was up bright and early the next morning hoping to avoid any contact with Connie. She didn't want to go into details about what went on the night before. So she hoped to get out of there as soon as possible, which didn't go exactly as planned.
By Crystal Nicole8 years ago in Filthy
Raw n' Real vs. Set Up n' Scripted!
Based on the fact that I write erotic blogs, have written a BDSM story or two, and I come straight to the point no matter what subject, that alone should tell you that I may have perused the site. I can't exactly remember how I came in contact with Pornhub (the heavy weed smoker that I am makes things in my past a bit blurry....don't judge me, join me) but it could've happened in any one of the three ways. Pornhub does get mentioned a lot in social media circuits, conversations, and jokes, so I could've overheard someone talking about it (with my nosy ass). Another way could've been via an inbox message, as I often get messages from all kinds of people from all parts of the world. A good percentage of my inbox messages are full of information I don't want, have no interest in, or can't afford to look at because it's involving monies that I just don't have. The possibility of someone sending me a Pornhub link and me clicking & thoroughly enjoying the video might also be a possibility as to how I connected with the site, but nobody's admitting that right now. I'm sure you can agree with me that we can wait to get clarity on that. Another way that I could have connected with Pornhub is I often turn to my best snitch on staff, aka Google when I'm doing 'research' on things to write about in these blogs. My 'research' always tends to lead me to erotic pictures, memes, and yes, videos full of sexual content so the possibility of finding a Pornhub link would definitely exist there. Whatever you believe is the right answer is for the big question: HOW DID KAI STORM FIND PORNHUB? is not something that needs to be discussed out loud....at least not where I can hear you. What I do want to discuss is the quality of the content in a raw n' real video versus the set up n' scripted videos.
By Kai Storm8 years ago in Filthy
Touch Me Harder in the Hotel Room
It was Friday morning and Dylan and I headed for a weekend vacation in Vegas to see a concert. Lately, we have been so busy that we hardly get to see each other with me working two nursing jobs and Dylan working nonstop. The money was great, but the sex was lacking and trust me we both desperately needed OUR time together. So, we packed up and hit the road, having to drive a whole five hours in a car trying extra hard not to pull over and just have our way with each other was torturous. I could feel his abs through his shirt and the way his hand ever so softly ran up and down my bare leg made my body tingle. I couldn’t sit still in my seat while my body ached for his sensual touch. We finally made it into our hotel room which had a type of bench seating in the living room overlooking crystal clear pools and the Vegas strip with a king bed and an extra big shower in just the next room over.
By Dolly Mae8 years ago in Filthy
Bound and Teased
You finish tying the last knot at my ankle, having already splayed me across the four corners of the bed, blindfolded me, and taken your time doing your work. My anticipation in these few minutes has waxed and waned more than once as I patiently wait for you. Next, you place a pair of noise-canceling headphones over my ears. A playlist has already begun. It’s a deep, sexy jazz number full of longing notes from the trumpet and dark waves from the saxophone washing over me. Familiar with your practices in teasing and disciplining me, I know that just as I’m settling into its embrace it will change, turn my brain over, and send me spinning along a new path I can’t navigate without you leading me.
By M Taylor8 years ago in Filthy
Shhh....
“Shhhh… We’re safe here in the darkness…” she whispered to herself furtively. She looked back around the corner of the building quickly, noticed no one and then whipped herself back into the shadows. Heart racing, blood pumping, small beads of sweat breaking out on her upper lip and hairline. Through the thin tank top, her nipples could be seen, rock hard and pointing the way. Terror shivered through her deliciously, or maybe it was anticipation at what was to come.
By Jaye Bahre8 years ago in Filthy
Masked Mistress Chapter 7
Joe let me go home for the night. I was wanting to stay to try and forget about this incident, but he demanded that I went home for obvious reasons.
By N M8 years ago in Filthy
Best Places for Public Sex
When I was in high school, my then-boyfriend and I were too young to have sex in a hotel room. Our parents were extremely strict, and so, we had to get crafty if we were going to get lucky. So, we had to find a place to fuck. No big deal. It was what any teenagers did at the time, right?
By Sasha Konikovo8 years ago in Filthy
Body Language
Hello people. Do you know how to read body language? Like really know? When having sex, understanding body language is key... If you want to be any good at it, that is. I’m not a medical professional. The only thing I’m kind of professional at is cooking. But, I do consider myself to know how to please a woman, and how to make it so she knows how to please me.
By Fisher King8 years ago in Filthy
It Was Just Sex: Exorcising the Spector of Unhappiness
And there she was again…Lizzy…how quietly she arose in my dreams, unbidden. She had been coming to me more frequently as of late. My body hummed at the vision of her short, brown hair tousled from our lovemaking as it curled softly at her ears. Her lithe, floating shape complete with perky breasts made me lose my mind. All I could hear was her tinkling laughter as I watched her hair fall over her eyes in a glorious explosion of laughter and joy. The joy only I could give her; my long fingers exploring her silken wetness, my mouth taking her in beautiful breasts, first one then another. My energy rose with her moans of pleasure, and then it happened. I am awoken from my bliss by a freight train of sound coming from the other side of the bed. “Goddamn it, WHY can’t I get even a moment’s peace?” I rose in disgust. Thighs wet with desire for my sweet Lizzy, I quietly left the bedroom and my snoring husband, Peter. I made my way downstairs and curled up in my favorite recliner. I covered myself with my mother’s old quilt and try to get back to Lizzy. In my mind’s eye, she was dancing away from me now as we stood in a field of wildflowers that stretched to the edges of my dream vision. As she ran, she called to me over her shoulder something I could not understand. Her laughter teased my ears again and I could smell her sweet body on the breeze that kissed my face.
By Jaye Bahre8 years ago in Filthy