Latest Stories

Most recently published stories in Filthy.

Sisterhood: Felony
Felony avoids my eyes. We look at each other through our reflections in the mirror lining the long width of the make-up room. Through the buzzing of the makeup artists painting our faces with cream and glitter, their wrists flickering and magicking with a flourish and a brush, I see her brown pupils. Wild. Like mine.
By Milcah Halili6 years ago in Filthy
Nursing My Needs
The doctor had told me I was worryingly down on B12. I didn't even know what that implied, but she sounded very worried and she had told me I had to get five shots to restore me to normal levels. I stayed in the waiting room for a while, until the nurse came to get me. He was the only male nurse in the small clinic, so I'd already checked him out. He told me to come through another room that only had a couple of cupboards and one of those examination seats.
By Clementine Lips6 years ago in Filthy
Domestic Discipline
I glanced at the clock—5:25. Shit, the house isn’t ready, it’s actually a really big mess and he’s going to be home in like five minutes!!! Guess it’s going to be a punishment kind of night; there’s no way I can make this place look clean in five minutes.
By JLM fantasies6 years ago in Filthy
Kissing to Feel That Feminine Energy Deep Inside
I went to her house after work to have a glass of wine and relax a bit before heading home. We sat at the dining room table chatting about our day, laughing at stories... I love the way she throws her head back when she laughs; it comes from deep inside, a let-everything-go-and-enjoy-the-moment kind of laugh. She stopped laughing and suddenly she leaned in so close to me that I could feel her breath sweetly wafting through my senses... I found myself deeply aroused and it surprised me a little. I couldn’t concentrate on her story about a coworker or anything she was saying. I shook my head trying to push the desire aside but it was oozing out in droves, you could feel the sexual energy pulsing.
By JLM fantasies6 years ago in Filthy
Heart and Sex (Pt 1)
I asked a fortune teller what my love life would look like. She looked me dead in the eye and said two words: "It sucks." I thought she was full of it, and then I started my life. Boy, was she not wrong.
By M. Tomasch6 years ago in Filthy
Syn Part 2
It was late as Claire was pinned against the wall of the hallway, and Kate was up against her kissing her passionately, each other's tongues wrestling over each other. Kate pulled back and looked into Claire's eyes, "So much better."
By Come Again6 years ago in Filthy
The Fantasy (Pt. 1)
Macy pulled up into her driveway thankful to be home, even more grateful that it was Friday. It was a cool summer evening and as Macy walked up to her porch she thought to herself it would be great to unwind with a cold beer out there. She went in and changed out of her work clothes, grabbed a beer from the fridge and sat out on her porch contemplating the past couple of weeks and her decision to accept this new job which uprooted her from everything she knew and was used to. Three years after graduating from university with a Bachelor's degree and massive student loan debt, Macy still was unable to find gainful employment (at least not the kind of employment that left her feeling fulfilled spiritually), not in her field of study or in anything at all that was similar. She had failed to launch a career and felt stuck in these dead-end jobs which she was forced to work in order to pay the bills and keep food on the table. Macy looked around at her peers and most of them were doing fairly well in the launching of the careers department and she looked back at herself wondering where she went wrong or what step did she miss. It seems like there was no opportunity left for her and the stagnancy was starting to suffocate her. Moving from job to job barely able to hold on to anything due to the fact that she was perpetually drained physically and mentally because none of these jobs aligned with her spiritually or spoke to her passions or purpose in life. The lack of ability to express herself creatively and authentically was causing bouts of depression and anxiety and had started to affect her social life as she had begun isolating herself due to her feeling like a failure in light of her friends and other peers. She could no longer bear the social gatherings where everyone talked about how great their career was going and how much they were enjoying life, steady finances etc. while she was still stuck in the exact same place she was possibly even worse (financially) prior to attending university. Macy had been contemplating moving for a while now as she was starting to feel like there was nothing left for her in this city, no opportunities, no growth, no happiness. Maybe what she needed was a fresh start and a new city possibly even a new province, but where? How do you begin? How do you decide? Macy had lived in Toronto her entire life and though she had moved around quite a bit she had never really left Ontario and the more she thought about it the more chicken she got. Cold feet had left her captive as she could not fathom leaving all her family and friends to start life all over again on her own and so she stalled and made excuses and carried on with her dreary life living from pay cheque to pay cheque, working her dead-end jobs. Occasionally while sending out job applications she would browse job listings for other cities and provinces and send out applications as well, it had been over six months since she had even looked up job listings from other provinces so when this call came it caught Macy completely off guard but there was no doubt as to what the answer was going to be. So here she was, three weeks later, sitting on this porch... It was in the middle of these thoughts that she saw her, the most gorgeous female she'd yet to lay her eyes on. Against the backlight of the setting sun, she looked absolutely divine with her flawless almond skin, dark hair, perfect breasts, tiny little waist just the way Macy liked it, and a nice ass. She was wearing shorts which gave Macy full view of her flawless shapely legs (Macy drooled). This move was turning out to be good after all she thought to herself as it now became her mission to find out who this fine piece of ass who lived across from her was.
By TWH6 years ago in Filthy
Brainwashed by Day
You have a routine. Every morning, your eyes blink open and you stare at the ceiling for a minute, letting your mind rise out of the depths of your unconscious. Your dreams evaporate like early fog, leaving you with the sense that you've forgotten something important. Soon, even that disappears in the light of the new day. It's time to rise.
By Rhea Corvos6 years ago in Filthy
Musings of an Older Woman
Recently I started dating again, and wow—there is nothing like putting yourself back out there to recycle your inner shit. It’s a challenge that I am cherishing right now. I have never felt too confident in the dating field, I know I am attractive in a bright and bubbly sort of way, not beautiful, interesting, and I am happy with myself and love myself after all these years, or so I thought.
By Jemma J6 years ago in Filthy
Curse of the Moon
BEAU I needed help. I mean that more than in a business sense. I needed help with what happens to me, the thing that no one knows about. So I made my butler Grey make an appointment to interview a new personal assistant. “We have 42 interviews today, sir.” I swear it went on all day. All of them looked the same sounded the same.
By Destiny Smalls6 years ago in Filthy
Van Time Fun
The van stopped beside me, the side door opened, and two women called to me. "Come on! Get in!" What? Two strange women wanted me to jump into a van with them?? This can't be safe. Could it? Or could this turn into one incredible adventure?
By Jeff Watson6 years ago in Filthy
Rough Sex Make It Hurt
Rough sex is so good. Let's just start there. After a long week, instead of a beer and wings, you just need a good pounding. Well, at least I do. I'm speaking from experience here people! Let's get started with the topic.
By Friday Vibes6 years ago in Filthy