Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Filthy.

No Limits: Part 1
MUSIC PLAYING LOUD IN A CLUB AND A GUY NAMED MICHEAL IS SITTING AT A BAR DRINKING A CORONA AND A GIRL NAMED MEGAN WALKS TO HIM AND SITS NEXT TO AND THEY START TALKING AND THEY LIKE EACH OTHER AND THEY END UP HAVING SEX.
By Victor Robinson II4 years ago in Filthy
A Threesome is Even Better the Second Time Around
Storm woke up to the soft snores of an unfamiliar face in her bed. The previous nights activities came to her, and she was suddenly aware of the delicious ache between her legs.
By Heather Kinnane4 years ago in Filthy
Tom and the Cat
Tom was #2. After the debacle of losing my virginity whilst trying to maintain my catfishery (and failing miserably), I put up a new profile with my real photos and was happily surprised at the response. I was even more delighted later when I opened the door to my hotel room to find 6'2” of gorgeous hunk standing in my doorway. I love it when a hookup turns out to be cuter than his pics. It's like a little, unexpected gift. Sometimes I intentionally send unflattering pics of myself to potential hook ups so I can give a little, unexpected gift too.
By Elle 4 years ago in Filthy
Set-Up by Her Friends
Sukey never let her friends set her up on a blind date so she was particularly annoyed to turn up to her friend’s dinner party and find one other single male amongst a room full of couples.
By Heather Kinnane4 years ago in Filthy
How to Talk Dirty Like an Absolute Pro
Dirty talk is an art that not many people have mastered. This requires constant practice. The more you practice, the better you will be. It's like loving someone with your own eyes. It's magic-you need to create illusions and make other people believe everything. This is more than the roar of erotic words and a synonym of the genitive. It is an art and a science that requires utmost precision, perfection, and faith. Once you have mastered the art, you can let go of layers of restraint and doubt and let go of the desire and freedom to push someone out of bounds and hand it over to you. This is how artists love landscapes—you absorb them and recreate them in your vision.
By Max Bryant4 years ago in Filthy
First Time
It was another night like any other in late November 2007 in San Diego I was working at a fuel delivery company On San Diego international Airport
By Michael Nathan Davidson4 years ago in Filthy
What do you think of multiple partners in a story?
The first time my publisher brought this to my attention, I will admit, I found it to be a little shocking. I am no prude, but why did all these women want so many dicks inside of them all at once? I get it. Everyone wants to be wanted, but this was insane. I once took on writing a book where the heroine of the book took on twelve lovers at once. Yes, you read that right. Twelve men with 13 inch cocks, chiseled chests, and could fuck for hours. The scenes were hard to write when every one of these men had names and descriptions. I think I put too much into a character, so that’s what made it so hard for me to understand. I had to make these men generic. Wait, I forgot an important part. All the men were billionaires. Are you as lost as I am?
By A.J. Luna4 years ago in Filthy
One last time before you go
Manuel walked out of the room angrily, avoiding Amelia's questions that were pushing him to the corner. He had exhausted his luck and was left with playing the guilt trip, but it wasn't working this time, he had overused that technique on Amelia, so much that she could anticipate it and even counter it.
By Awaremint4 years ago in Filthy
The Bread of Aset
And so they told the Story of Aset. The Goddess was often represented as the perfect traditional Egyptian wife and mother— wise enough to stay in the background while things went well, but able to use her wits to guard her loved ones and adherents should the need arise. The shelter she afforded her children gave her the character of a goddess of protection, but her chief aspect was that of a great magician, whose power transcended that of all other deities.
By Emily Whyman4 years ago in Filthy
Sting Me, Daddy.
It was a hot day before Thanksgiving in 2016. I arrive at the beach parking lot wearing my Linda Evanglista cut off shirt and short yellow swim briefs. I’m here to meet “MUSCLANZBTM” my grindr date.
By Kyle Thomas Shea4 years ago in Filthy
Human Chess: A journey to the playful side of Dominance
The sisters were known as “the cure for the common bully.” Rough and tumble, they were large-boned baby Valkyries. Not yet stifled by puberty, they weren’t cruel or malicious; they wanted to play and play hard. Like the boys.
By Devora Gray4 years ago in Filthy
Adventures of Aphrodite I
Dark stormy nights were her favorites. There was no pressure to go out, no expectation of performance. It was just her and the minions, and she so loved torturing her minions.
By Karen LaRue4 years ago in Filthy