Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Filthy.
Hope and Aba
Her eyes cannot move off of Aba’s form. Hope found her own breath catching. She has to stop. Knowing it’s wrong to want her best friend. But the months in agony pretending nothing has changed. Everything is different. 'Aba if only you knew.' The thought teases across Hope’s mind. 'Is it time? Am I ready? Will she leave?' More thoughts torture her mind. Hope didn’t know what to do. All she wanted is to belong to Aba. Finally Hope tears her gaze away from Aba.
By Jessica Montgomery8 years ago in Filthy
Boys Like to Fuck... But Girls Don't?
I was 16 when I lost my virginity. In my best friend's little brother's bed as she slept away downstairs. It wasn’t terrible. But it wasn’t brilliant either. I didn’t cry or bleed or wither in pain. I simply took it. Which led to a long time of taking it (and giving it too. I’m not the sort to simply lie about as the boy does all the work. No way Jose.)
By Little Wanderer8 years ago in Filthy
Stigma in a World of Sexual Pleasure
One of the things that we all know is that sex sells. It is relatable, it is desirable, and more than anything, it awakens something in us that we enjoy on a whole new level. Sex was sold to me from a really young age, making me both confident in being a bit more different than the image portrayed by other girls around me, and confused about the stigma surrounding a woman comfortable with her sexuality—a woman that seeks and desires sexual activity and is not ashamed of it. Everywhere I looked around me, the man was the one acclaimed for being open, being out there and experiencing intimacy, while women were simply there to comply, and their task, given from themselves as a form of self-protection, was to be quiet about it. Tale as old as time.
By Nara Daeli8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Santana & Jonas, Part 5
SANTANA Halfway through Thanksgiving dinner, Santana was starting to worry Daniel wasn't going to show up. She'd left a message for him with his grandmother, along with her business card, since he wasn't there when she had arrived along with Dylan and Lucia. His grandmother, who's name was Carmen De Jesus, had been a very short host. Didn't smile even once in her presence, but she encountered that alot with undocumented workers in the past. They thought of all law enforcement as bad people and she was no exception to them in their eyes. Until she freed them of their burdens of course. She never left a case unfinished. One minute too late could cause an entire family to fall apart and Santana wouldn't be able to live with herself if she'd been part of that.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
The Do's and Don'ts of a Tasty Vagina
Your pressed up against the wall, tongues intertwined as he jams his knee between your thighs, while sensually groping your breasts. He watches your face as it lights up with delight and smirks as he realizes the control he has over you every movement. He teases you ever so gently and then gives you a bit more until you can’t take it anymore, his knee soaked by your juices. He kneels down ripping your panties to the side as he slips his tongue as deep as he can without your vagina swallowing him whole. Those few seconds between the time he kneels down and slips his tongue inside are literally the scariest and longest seconds to every girl, regardless of how comfortable she may be with her sexuality.
By Erika Potap8 years ago in Filthy
Loner's Retreat: Santana & Jonas, Part 4
JONAS Jonas was relieved the housemates were busy preparing for tonight's Thanksgiving dinner. Santana had barely said a word to him during breakfast and it had caused noticeable awkward tension between them this morning. But when she decided to head into town with Dylan and Lucia for some last minute ingredients, he took the time to contemplate his next move.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy











