Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Filthy.
The Cabin
The snow began to form a barricade around the cabin. There was no way out until morning, when the howling wind stopped, and the sun began to melt the snow. For now, they were stuck with only a few logs left for the fire. Soon, they'd have to find another ways to keep warm. She glanced towards him from across the room, where the flames of the fire contorted and distorted his handsome face. His long and rugged fingers were wrapped around a coffee mug, and suddenly, she wanted to know what if felt like to kiss him.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Valentine's Night
The hour was late when she stepped into the empty train car. Or, at least, she thought it was empty. The sound of someone clearing their throat caused her to look to her right as she sat down, crossing her legs. She saw him sitting a couple of feet away from her, his hands relaxed on his dark jeans. He was wearing a black leather jacket and dark sunglasses that covered his eyes, but for some reason, she knew he was watching her. She spent the first twenty minutes of her train ride getting lost in her novel. Random strangers entered and exited in between stops, leaving them alone once again. The train started moving again, only to come to a screeching halt. The voice in the intercom filled her ears, informing her that they were having some technical difficulties and to not panic. The train should be moving soon. She sighed impatiently and returned to her novel.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
How To Finger a Girl
I've slept with a lot of people in my days, and I've noticed that there are a lot of issues with the way we deal with sex. Our society, as a whole, has really unhealthy attitudes and "knowledge" about sex. Today, I'm going to focus on the knowledge aspect of sex.
By Ossiana Tepfenhart8 years ago in Filthy
The Cowgirl: Part 2
All of the lights in her apartment were off with the exception of small white scented candles. But she smiled as she placed her black stilettos on the floor and followed the path filled with yellow tulip petals, her feet stepping on the comfortable fabric of the carpet.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Don't Label Me
So, I consider myself bisexual, and a part of the LGBTQ+ community or the queer community, whichever you prefer. I am in a very committed relationship with a strong, masculine, straight male who loves me for who I am. But here’s the thing, others in the LGBTQ+ community want to label me as so much more. The majority of my conversations I have with my queer friends go like this,
By Emma Bukovsky8 years ago in Filthy
The Cowgirl
The charity event was starting to get dull. Everyone was either sitting on the sidelines and looking around awkwardly, or just simply pretending to laugh at some joke with a glass of champagne in their hands. This clearly wasn't her scene and she contemplated on coming up with an excuse to leave early. But she was the primary organizer for tonight, and she needed to stay. Maybe some fresh air would do her some good.
By Sharlene Alba8 years ago in Filthy
Why I Stopped Watching Porn
I believe porn is one major reason men are slowly but surely becoming less valuable in the eyes of women. I want to present the reasons that porn has corroded my enjoyment of sex, my ability to be intimate, as well as my character. Hopefully, if you are feeling the negative ramifications of overuse, my story can compel you to change your ways and grow into the best expression of yourself.
By Nicholas Goodman8 years ago in Filthy
