Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Filthy.
If Not for Nothing
I laid in bed, wondering, how did I get to this point? Missing someone, missing something, I didn’t have very long. Feeling the faint fingertips run over my arms, skin prickling. I closed my eyes as a pair of eyes looked back at me, drowning black as I fell deep. Lips and teeth casually nipping and pulling at me. I reached my hand up for my hair, ruffling it as I turned onto my side, hoping if I changed positions the thoughts would suddenly just disappear.
By S. L. McGee7 years ago in Filthy
Fantasies
Do you seriously want to try something new? Or is it just a fantasy? Today we are going to debunk myths surrounding common (and not so common) fantasies. I’m not really going to talk about “vanilla” fantasies (i.e. sex with a hot man/woman whilst the sun is setting), although these are great too, if that’s what you’re into.
By Kink Journals7 years ago in Filthy
Diaries of a Call Girl (Part 2)
My heart leaped into my throat. Initially, I was unnerved, creeped out. I didn’t like looking at his eyes behind the leather mask that he wore. He walked closer to me, I could hear his breath quicken. I laid there seriously debating whether or not I could get to the door fast enough. Never mind the fact that I was naked.
By Vivian Heart7 years ago in Filthy
Dad's Friend
Kylie was finally going to college after being on the waiting list an entire year, her parent's had arranged it for her Dad's friend to take her in and help her until she got comfortable in the greater Seattle area with a job. He had been around a good bit when she was younger, he was treated like her uncle, even if he actually wasn't. She was excited to finally get to study for one of the Art History programs. It also helped that he happened to be a professor, so he got her in on one of his fringe benefits to help her not be in debt. The day finally came and she packed all she could in her truck, driving from Sacramento CA to Seattle was a big thing, but she made it to his house, only for him to be sitting on his porch with a book.
By Kira Lydia G.7 years ago in Filthy
Where It Begins... (Ch. 14)
It's 9AM on Sunday morning. I look at my phone to see a group chat between Jessika and Noelle making plans for brunch. Just what I need, good food and good friends. I've decided I am not going to let Khyle get in my head, and I will let things happen as they are meant to happen. I put on my favorite green floral sundress and a pair of wooden wedge heels and head out the door.
By Maya Juarez-Peña7 years ago in Filthy
