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Most recently published stories in Filthy.

Reborn
First date 2 AM I have 30 minutes of drive left—thirty minutes of my past. After 7 hours of continuous driving, I see the sign “Welcome to Braso”.
By Georgiana Simona Enea 5 years ago in Filthy
The Ultimate Guide to Sexual Freedom. Top Story - April 2021. Created with: LELO.
Two truths and a lie: I am a woman, I love sex, and I orgasm every time. Think you know the answer? Sorry, but it’s a trick question; all three are true.
By Jules Fortman5 years ago in Filthy
Please
The movement wasn’t enough to wake you - at first. And in hindsight, you realize it probably wasn’t the movement. It was the way he tried to muffle his groan when you shifted back against him.
By TheWellReadMillenial5 years ago in Filthy
You
She pounces upon you, taking your thick locks in her supple hands. Her warm lips press against yours. They feel kinder and warmer than your wife’s, but then that could be all the alcohol fabricating false truths. You resist the urge to stop this madness and leave, salivating at the thought of having her. Her petite breasts imprison you against her, as she gently pushes you against the window, unbuttoning your shirt with the deftest of flicks.
By Cailin5 years ago in Filthy
Bloody Situation
It all started March 2020, a year since I had left my ex-boyfriend. I was finally getting to a point to where I felt ok within myself to move forward. I had already been back on the dating apps but was mostly using it to toy with the “thirsties” (shame on me, I know). I am a huge flirt but lack action and love the attention! To better understand where this story is about to lead you, you must know the breakdown of how the gay “dating” apps work.
By Timothy P Abadie Jr5 years ago in Filthy
The Rude Awakening
Rising from the warmth of my bed on a chilly winters morning I drew back the curtains and a golden shaft of sunlight burst into view much to my delight. Being single has not been my lot for close on 40 years but my darling husband George passed away suddenly only a few months ago leaving me somewhat lost and alone with no one to comfort and share my life with.
By Emily Spankfirst5 years ago in Filthy
A Red Symphony
They’ve been together for over ten years, and they were only now on their first date. Absolutely pathetic. Unfortunately, the schedule they shared wasn’t pliable in the least; ergo, dating was an impossible feat. Being spies for the government revolved solely around their next hit and their next big check; there was no such thing as vacation or hiatus. Rest is for the dead, as Alyssa liked to state. The woman loved everything about her job, but what she preferred was working with Kieran.
By Teddy Tdr5 years ago in Filthy
That Night
Alex stared at his phone screen for a full two minutes, not quite believing it. He was seeing her name pop up in his texts after so many years, a name he hadn’t expected to see maybe ever again. But it was from her all right. Jessica.
By Maahi Trivedi5 years ago in Filthy
Long Lost Love
Joy didn’t know what made her come along to her high-school reunion. There was only one person she wanted to see from high-school, and he’d always said reunions were a waste of time.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Packing
“Kitten, have you seen my — oh, hello,” He purred as he leaned in the doorway of our shared bedroom. “Looking for something?” I said with a teasing lilt to my voice, raising an eyebrow. He nodded and stalked closer, eyes dark. “Anything I can help with?” My voice was breathy as he crouched at the foot of our bed, clearly preparing to pounce.
By TheWellReadMillenial5 years ago in Filthy
Stars of Tyde
A joyless sail through the ocean made a difference in the passion she longed for. The sea was her home; always changing and shifting under the belly of the ship. The ideas of creatures and treasures under her feet. But Captain Drake made the song wane into sadness every time she boarded the Royal.
By Alexandrea Justine5 years ago in Filthy
The Lady In Merlot
It's 9:02. Checking the time, I feel irritation rising from my feet. Where is she? She was supposed to be here at 8:30. My irritation turned to worry and then to sadness in a matter of seconds.
By Camu Tao Fan 1999🪲5 years ago in Filthy