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Most recently published stories in Filthy.
Dear Daddy,
I came here to lay you down on a bed of autumn leaves in the glow of a full moon, its light sifting through the branches overhead to let me see your delicious flesh while keeping my form in the shadows. I wanted to mount you and fuck you until your soul seeped out through your sex and into me. I wanted to devour you and touch that place deep inside where you know damn well you want to be devoured.
By Samantha Willows4 years ago in Filthy
Ginger Chunks
Ginger Chunks was ready for this holiday party. Her long red hair was silky and immaculately placed in such a way as to perfectly frame the vast expanses of cleavage. Highlighting boob where she had lovingly applied her foundation make-up well beyond what should be considered proper exposure for a company party. That vast area of alabaster curvy white flesh, hugged by astounding red hair, only interrupted by equally shocking red lips and green cat eyes. She was abundance personified and displayed for effect. In January she would be “Sadie Sadie, old married lady”. This night would be the final act in her long holiday tradition of being the effervescent and wild Ginger Chunks. “Look out men, cause I’m coming to get ya.” she cooed softly to herself. Her red lips spread lasciviously at the thought. She had her list and she was checking it twice. All these men would be naughty on this winter’s night.
By Pete Symes4 years ago in Filthy
The Fall of Olga the Plentiful
Once upon a time, there lived a beautiful, boastful sword-maiden. Her hair was the hue of pale sunlight, with eyes so blue they seemed to almost glow. She had lived through twenty-five summers upon this frightful land and earned her right to see another sunrise.
By Mister Zulu4 years ago in Filthy
Masturbation … a great hobby, but let's keep it in perspective
The website Kinkly.com has started to collect data on the masturbatory habits of Americans. Being a supporter of sound science and data, I did my part by filling out their masturbation habits survey last night. I've always been a fan, and keen partaker, of masturbation and I was curious to see how my habits compared with others.
By Chai Steeves4 years ago in Filthy
One Man, One Collar; One Metric Ton of Lessons
I didn’t want one. I knew they represented something. You thought they looked hot. Even to you who knew nothing of the significance, somewhere locked in the recesses of your mind was an idea, a justification forged from your many experiences of seeing them. What you forget is that they “look hot” for a reason.
By Shauna Callaghan4 years ago in Filthy
