Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Filthy.
Silent Addiction
Smoke hindered my vision momentarily as I looked up at a sky full of dead stars above me. I never liked the taste of cigarettes, but I held them in between my fingertips as if I enjoyed the taste of bad habits. If the toxic chemicals swimming about inside my lungs were a testament to anything, it was that I was a sucker for the bad stuff.
By Sharlene Alba5 years ago in Filthy
NOLA Kink Community Update & The 2020 Agent of Influence Awards
2020 has been like a story right out of the B movie reels and pulp fiction noir. It is my sincere hope that with your assistance, we can end this on one high note after another, but we are going to need your help to do it. This year I will be working with N.O.B.L.E. as a neutral party to award members of our community The Agent of Influence Award. This award is to give recognition to the actions and strivings of people and organizations that made a positive impact on the local and nation kink community and furthering the culture of our community. In bestowing this award to key members of our community, I'd like to announce that this effort will also establish the Noble Petition Fund. The Noble Petition Fund will allow members of good standing to petition the leadership to get assistance with fees associated with attending virtual or in-person events. This award process will encourage more people to take part in the ongoing events and thereby opening up minds, hearts, and experiences that allow them to feel part of the community. There will be more on how you can help and shortly. Let us begin by introducing this award next.
By Joseph Crown5 years ago in Filthy
Deal with the Sea Devil
For weeks after my birthday, all I could do was lounge around on the bottom of the sea, thinking about my prince. He was unlike anything I had ever heard about humans. He had been so gentle with me, even as he shoved his cock inside my pussy. His hands and mouth had given me unbelievable pleasure.
By Amora Jones5 years ago in Filthy
PUSSY KISS
We just finished watching your favorite chick flick (again) and as usual your feeling frisky now. We start kissing and fooling around on the bed when you say to me ”baby I want you to kiss my pussy”. I look at you and smile because you know how much I love kissing your sweet wet pussy. You look back at me and say ”will you please?” I reply yes my little love bug I will. I tell you to lay down on the bed and I promise you will have a good time. You lay back and I move to the bottom of the bed. I lift one of your legs up and start to kiss your foot sucking each one of your toes, running my tongue around them slowly. I do the same to the other one and then slowly and gently start to slide my wet tongue up your calves. First one and then the other until I reach your knees. Then I move up and give you a deep passionate kiss as my hand slides down to your skirt and starts rubbing your pussy. I can feel the heat and moistness your putting out and I hear a soft moan escape your lips. I move back down to your knees and continue my journey upward kissing and licking your inner thighs. Gently nibbling as I get closer to your sweet wet pussy. I notice your wearing the new sexy lace pink panties I got for you. I slowly run my tongue up the leg band of them watching as a small wet spot starts to form in the crotch. Moving over I lightly kiss the crotch of your panties taking in the aroma of your sweet pussy. You look down at me and say. ”Baby please kiss it like you know I want you to. I move to your other leg and run my tongue along the leg band on that side also. You start to buck your hips wildly wanting me to move your panties aside and place my lips against your wetness. I run my tongue up over the crotch of your panties making sure I flick it across your hard clit. I kiss your clit through your panties and hear you gasp. Smiling I look up at your pleading eyes and again run my tongue up the crotch of your new panties, this time I take my fingers and start rubbing your clit. Watching as that little wet spot starts getting bigger. Your moans are getting louder and your bucking hips are moving faster. My tongue circling your sweet pussy hole and my fingers rubbing your clit faster and harder. You start to yell that your going to cum, and I lick faster. You say ”baby I’m going to squirt”. I tell you to let it go my little love bug. Rubbing your clit faster and harder I see the little wet spot starting to get bigger so I clamp my mouth to your pussy and suck hard. That does it for you and your pussy explodes squirting cum into your panties and my mouth. I continue to suck hard my fingers still working your clit and you scream again that your going to squirt again. Quickly I move your panties to the side and thrust my tongue deep inside your pussy and start to tongue fuck you as you squirt in my mouth again. You reach down and grab my hair pulling my face deeper into your crotch which makes my tongue go deeper into your hot wet pussy. Your thighs are trying to clamp together and the rest of your body is convulsing as you scream and cum one more time covering my face with your squirt. You fall back onto the bed and I can barely hear you as you say all that for one little pussy kiss. I crawl up next to you and you lay your head on my chest but not before I kiss you again letting you taste the remnants of your squirt in my mouth and on my lips. I look at you and say baby you don’t have to ask for a pussy kiss for that to happen it was totally my pleasure and for you I would do it any time any where.
By Flower Power5 years ago in Filthy
The meet
She is waiting...she's been there since 1pm as agreed, no sign of him, or at least she doesn't think so, she's never met him, doesn't even know what he looks like..."fuck he's a time-waster, what a prick. Actually it's maybe a good thing, he's probably a minger anyway" she thinks.
By Alice - is my alias(N.A)5 years ago in Filthy
The meet continued...
"Quite a day", she thinks as she parks her car..."that guy is so fucking different, strange, weird"...the meeting in the car park at Wynberg Park hasn't left her mind all afternoon at work...her damp underwear reminded her every time she moved in her chair...she could still feel his strong fingers inside her, still taste the minty-whisky on her lips. And he was gone just as quickly as he arrived...they barely spoke, she can't remember his voice, but can never forget his eyes, the way he looked at her with a hunger that scared her a little, excited her a lot.
By Alice - is my alias(N.A)5 years ago in Filthy
Mood like the weather
A wild and windy Sunday afternoon, the gulls are blown around in the air, bobbing and weaving in the golden light, the rain coming in fitful showers, not hard but accompanied by a wind stronger that a breeze and enough to be thankful of the jacket he wears.
By Alice - is my alias(N.A)5 years ago in Filthy
