Latest Stories
Most recently published stories in Filthy.
Katie's Alone Time
Katie was alone for the first time in what felt like an eternity. Being a mother and wife kept her busy, she was always on the go and never had time for herself. Never being able to take a break she decided that she was going to take full advantage of her alone time today. Not to mention not having time for sex, she can't even remember the last time she and her husband had sex. Katie was one of those girls who was constantly ready for sex, you say the word and she's ready but who has the time? She sat on her bed and pondered what to do first...
By Catrina Palko7 years ago in Filthy
Frozen Ink
You got a new heart and then you left me. The mind-numbing action took its toll on me at the time. And I guess I hadn't realized how much of an impact it had caused in me until just a moment ago when I saw you enter the same train car as me. This train was heading somewhere foreign but there was nothing unfamiliar about the way my skin burned and my throat closed up whenever we were in the same room.
By Sharlene Alba7 years ago in Filthy
How To Feel Confident On Top
When it comes to sex, all of my insecurities bubble up to the surface. I'm incredibly aware of how my fat rolls, how small my boobs lie, and what positions that I should avoid at all costs. No matter what size you are, most women have these insecurities at one point in their life. Sex is such an intimate event that you can't help but feel completely exposed, both physically and mentally. Being on top in any form has always made me feel a tad uncomfortable.
By Ashlyn Harper7 years ago in Filthy
Why Can’t I Stop Having Booty Calls with My Ex?
This is a question that a lot of people ask themselves when they are dealing with a breakup. It is very difficult getting over your partner especially if the sexual chemistry was very powerful between you as a couple.
By Susan McCord7 years ago in Filthy
Strike Me Gently
The tremor of his hands, gently pulsating against the surface of my skin was taunting. Intentionally trickling the tips of his fingers down my legs, brushing up towards my inner thighs. Reluctantly, my body loosened in response, inviting his lips to explore me. Twisted in his hair, my grip tightened as the warmth of his breath tickled my senses, igniting my suppressed desire and yearning. Whispering in my ear, gradually moving his mouth down to my neck, lingering his lips up against the nape. Wrapping my legs around his waist, defensively controlling the proximity of his body against mine, I knew I had to resist the desperate yearning I had for him, but defying my body's needs to surrender to the pleasure proved next to impossible. Perforce, every muscle tensed in retaliation to his touch, forcing an involuntarily moan to escape in response. A sound holding the connotations of satisfaction and utter ecstasy, a sound possessing the power to influence another. A sudden surge of power washed through him, forcing him to thrust himself into me, all motivated by his drive for fulfilment.
By Sarah Schneider7 years ago in Filthy











