Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Filthy.
Fat Bottomed Girls Make the World Go Round
I used to like slender women with small, tight buttocks when I was a younger man. But then I was an idiot when I was young. I looked up from my screen as movement caught my eye. Emma was back from the gym. She walked across the doorway to my home office as she headed upstairs. I couldn’t help noticing she was wearing only her underwear.
By Dark Cherry Collective5 years ago in Filthy
Man of My Dreams
He looked at me, his eyes were locked on me like I was the only one in the room. A gaze so intense that it made me weak I had waited for this moment longer than I could remember, longing for him to look at me that way. Like I was his salvation, the only way he could continue to exist. I had imagined, dreamt, longed for him to see me as more than a friend. To have him desire and touch me. I wanted to completely surrender to the voices I’d been hearing in my head since the day I first saw him. My inner being was willing him to me.
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden5 years ago in Filthy
Empowerment Through Submission
TAKING BACK POWER Trauma takes many forms. According to apa.org, it affects “an estimated 5.2 million Americans between the ages of 18 and 54.” With so many suffering from past trauma, various therapies are available to provide coping mechanisms, such as psychotherapy, cognitive, and dialectal treatments, and those are only a few available options. But what about BDSM therapy for trauma?
By Sabrina Fox5 years ago in Filthy
Prayer of a Luscious Rose
Kaira was not new to the subject of lovers. Not in the very least bit. After years of watching the various girls who came, and rose to lengths of semi-fame clued her into this at a very young age. Men of the highest caliber occupied this place. Dressed in fine linens, and suits they often possessed the finest pocket watches, and walking sticks one could find. Strangely enough those sticks were rarely for aid in their step but rather finely crafted weapons. With the simplest twisting, or pushing of a button a blade could be extracted, and thrust into the very gut of whomever the gent preferred. Contrary to what many believed, however, Magdelyn ran an establishment of refinement, and tended to enjoy making the atmosphere light, and inducive to spending. Spending time or money, but mostly both were preferred. With a sense of pride the woman turned upon heels, and cast mere glances at various wealthy bachelors who seemed to flock to her more for advice than the warmth of her arms. This was because Magdelyn was the most glorious of gem. Dakotick himself had been enraptured by that very coquettish giggling she was renown for. In all of Kaira’s years she had looked up to her elder sister. Revering the woman with a sense of envy, but also complete adoration. An odd relationship some might have said, and had Aurora still been alive today she would have likely frowned upon both, if not all three of her daughters.
By Sai Marie Johnson5 years ago in Filthy
