Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Filthy.
Spring Break Play
Day Three Stan woke the next morning with his baby girl curled up with her back to his side. He stared at her for a time just enjoying the rise and fall of her breathing and the little sounds she made in her sleep. Sighing a little he gently got out of bed so he wouldn’t disturb her, stretching a little he walked into the bathroom to get dress. He dressed in a pair of loose khakis and a smokey gray polo shirt, foregoing socks and shoes for the time being. He then headed into the small kitchenette to making himself some coffee. While the coffee brewed, he went and got the paper that the hotel put by the door every morning and settling at the table with his coffee he began to read.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
The Night Owl
1. ERIC Olivia was a happy girl. Plenty of friends, wonderful family. She attended church and always tried to be a good girl. She did well in school and played sports. However, sports got increasingly difficult as her body grew and matured. Over the years, Olivia was gifted (or cursed) with a voluptuous body and curves. She didn’t see it then, her body was just her body. But the boys began to notice and brought it to her attention. Or without meaning to, her body brought their attention. Olivia was used to being admired for her good behavior, good grades and friendly attitude but this was something new. She liked the new attention. It was easy, she didn’t have to try or do anything, just get ready for the day and show up. Because she was semi-oblivious to her perky rear, tight core and large breast, she would act natural and was sometimes shy, so she was called coy and flirtatious. It didn’t bother her. She wasn’t promiscuous, in fact she was still a virgin, at most she had only kissed briefly with a short-term boyfriend. She was who she was and made no apologies for it.
By Shanon Canuto4 years ago in Filthy






