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Most recently published stories in Filthy.

Prey: Unlikely Mind-fucked Twins
Pushing away at his hot skin rubbing against her own, she squirms, but weeps silently. Although there is a man's weight present upon her, there is also somehow no one there at all. She feels numb, as if her body was just "there;" a vortex for his picking.
By cora lynnish5 years ago in Filthy
How to Combine Affirmations with Masturbation
Affirmations and manifestation are such a hot practice these days. So many people are writing down their affirmations, attempting to make their dreams come true. And there is good reason for this, manifesting works. But affirmations can get even hotter.
By Julie Moon5 years ago in Filthy
Hospitality Confessions: The Day I Start Writing the Hardest Letter I Have Ever and Will Ever Write in My Entire Lifetime!
Prelude When Jason woke up Monday morning and called Lee Anne, he got her answering machine. Strange, he thought. They always went jogging early on Mondays. Lee Anne said that it was the only way to get the day started right. And once he’d gotten into the habit, he had to agree with her. Not only did he feel rejuvenated by the brisk pace that she made him keep, but he got to start the week with her. And he was looking forward to starting every single day with her after they got married in a couple weeks.
By Autumn Seave5 years ago in Filthy
Just Take Me For A Night Drive
I don't know what it is with me tonight, but I need some fresh air. Not too much, just enough. Just as much as comes in through a slightly open car window as we drive into uncertainty. Just enough to combat the heat from the AC, enough to keep my body warm and my right cheek cold. Enough to make me shiver, leave goosebumps on my arm.
By Lars Londerre5 years ago in Filthy
Long range Recon
It was the fifth year after the bombs dropped on our lands. Most of the nation was either dead or about to die. The nuclear weapons used took out all the major cities and military posts across our whole nation. Luckily we still had our personal hardware. The local stores have been long since raided and cleaned out. Ammo and especially food was becoming so scarce it was not very funny any more. We did more fighting with local gangs than we ever did with any nation states. Our counter attacks were precise and laid most of the known world to ash. Our small band was simply neighbors who stuck together to try and make a life after all the destruction. We were loosely modeled after our military with rank based on our knowledge from the soldiers of past wars in our group. I managed to make a squad leader. My name is Joe. I had been in the reserve for a number of years.
By DS5 years ago in Filthy
Ashley's Closing Night
The lights were dim as Ashley finished her final lines and the curtain closed. Brandon was sitting in the front row with Rose's in his hand. All the cast members came back on stage for a bow, and everyone clapped as Ashley reappeared. As she went to her dressing room to change, Ashley has no idea that Brandon was there to surprise her. As she unhooks her corset her plump breast bounce, she admires them in the long-length mirror and smiles.
By Amanda Hensley5 years ago in Filthy
Samantha's Foursome
Saturday night came, and Samantha couldn’t have imagined better. Jarred was behind her, his tongue in her ear, one hand squeezing her right breast, Richard had the other in his mouth, and Oliver’s face was buried between her legs.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
2 True Story of love languages, First time..footsie
I was 24 years old and my little sister had just turned 16. I didn’t get to the birthday party, but I had a good reason that my sister accepted. After all, we were close, we talked every day on the phone or Skype, even though I lived elsewhere because of my studies. Now I suggested to my little sister that I take my absence if she came to me. I told her that the gift was waiting and could go shopping together.
By Sarfraz Hussain5 years ago in Filthy
Unforgettable sex games, Feel The Heat of Hands
That summer, childhood games got a whole new twist. We were very early developed, the neighbors ’girls, Maisa and Inkku, as well as me. They were as shapely as the Madonna and I too at fourteen summers hairy, muscular, and cock big as an adult man.
By Sarfraz Hussain5 years ago in Filthy
Catfish Tacos
I catfished the guy who deflowered me. This was before the term 'catfish' was part of the vernacular. We'd been having an online relationship for six months or so. It was almost entirely sexual in nature. He liked to be watched masturbating. I like watching. I could see him; he could hear me. I told him I didn't have a webcam (lie) and he said he had roommates (true, as far as I know) and thus couldn't speak much. I represented myself as a prettier, thinner, dominating cougar. I was confident, sexy, and free in a way I could never be with someone I thought I might one day meet. After all, we lived in different countries.
By Elle 5 years ago in Filthy
The Other Woman
I'm staring out of the window of a moving train, my eyes taking in the lush view of velvet green fields blanketed in a beautiful vibrant rainbow of different flowers and animals feeding on green pastures. I am bored out of my skull! My husband is sat beside me with his head in a book, he has been reading this book for almost an hour and a half of our journey. We are heading to Scarborough, North Yorkshire, from Bournemouth in Dorset. The journey is going to take at least seven hours, and the silence is doing my head in. After many long hours of traveling in total silence, the train stops at a station to pick up other travelers, and that was when I saw her.
By Carol Ann Townend5 years ago in Filthy
Babysitter Surprise
I would love to share my story with your readers. My name is Jayson. I am a forty-five year old man with my own business. I am not extremely wealthy but I do cover my family expenses with a little left for some cool toys. I am average height with an athletic body style. My member is of decent size I believe, which is eight inches with a decent girth. Not too big but not too small either. My wife recently passed on and we had started our family late. My boy is five and my daughter is three. I can usually handle the day to day but on occasion I do need a helping hand.
By DS5 years ago in Filthy