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Most recently published stories in Filthy.

Dads Friend (Part 2)
Christmas break finally came around the end of Ashley’s first ever semester. She informed her parents that from the three weeks she had off, she could only spend one week with them due to her joined a debate club. They were so proud of her that they did not question her. The week she spent at home felt like forever, she just wanted to go to Larry’s house and spend time with him, in any way she possibly could.
By victoria m7 years ago in Filthy
I Really! Like Her
Once upon a time I was going to the local coffee café to sit and write my thoughts on my tablet as I wanted to write a book at some point. The café was bohemian in style and the energy was abundant. Most of the time I would see Kyra. She worked in the café and had this energy that rubbed off on all the patrons of the store. She was beautiful. She had a pretty body with those perfect curves and long legs that wouldn’t stop. I couldn’t help but stare sometimes. I was in lust. Her eyes were a hauntingly green and gray color, her long hair was a dark reddish brown. She had the perfect olive skin that looked so soft. This woman was just so beautiful. I would sometimes stare at her wondering what she looked like underneath her clothing, and then looked away if she eyed me looking at her. I think she noticed. I always had a big grin when I saw her. When she walked by me, I would smell the air… her scent lingered as did her aura. I could tell she had this beautiful aura around her. Sometimes she would sit and talk to me for a bit and I would get chills at times when she walked by or sat and talked with me for a bit. Turned out she owned the coffee café that I so happily sat in day after day. She was something special. I needed to know her more but it would not be for a while but oh, how I wanted to know her, inside and out.
By Jana Muse7 years ago in Filthy
Dad's Friend
Ashley went to college two provinces over. She found out she had "reading week" coming up. Reading week was a full week off school to catch up on assignments and study for midterm exams.
By victoria m7 years ago in Filthy
Paris's Dream Mate
Paris laid on his bed and waited patiently. Aspen had told all the siblings about his vision the night before, and they all suspected the Temple of Destiny was responsible for that. He was sure Aspen had left out all the juicy details about his vision. Paris knew there was no way Aspen got a visit from his future mate without there being some intimacy involved. He chuckled to himself. He couldn’t wait to see what happened when he got a visit from his own future mate. He really hoped it was the sexy werewolf from his earlier challenge.
By Xylia Edin7 years ago in Filthy
Constant Distraction - Part 3
Professor Harte had managed to invade my dreams twice now and I couldn’t ever keep her off my mind when I was outside of her class. Her personality was having this affect on me no other girl’s had. When I was in her class I definitely had a hard time focusing on the topic and not her, but as I got used to her being in my day to day life, I found that what I did focus on was some of the smartest stuff I had heard. She was beautiful and brilliant. So I decided to be courageous for once. I went to class with a plan. And once said class was over I put my plan into motion.
By Velvet Shodun7 years ago in Filthy
River, Chanty, River
I was out drinking with my roommates by the riverside. We all came from different countries and at the time had lived together for half a year or so in a small apartment. That's how I liked to live in the big cities, a nice little foreign family. There was Filip from Canada, my best mate, Tom and Alesa from Italy, who won't really be in the story, and of course the guy with the cuts in his face: Daryl. He was one of those people you can tell great stories about at parties, but secretly you're happy they’re not in your life anymore. He grew up in the bad part of a bad city, in the worst times you could grow up in this little country, which will remain unnamed.
By Adam Moll7 years ago in Filthy
Aspen's Dream Mate
Aspen laid in bed, his thoughts centered around the fight from earlier that day. He had heard things from other mages whom had visited the Temple of Destiny. They mentioned having visions of what the future held for them. He wondered if that was what the "test" was really about. Was it his destiny to be a vampire slayer or something? or was that only a part of it?
By Xylia Edin7 years ago in Filthy
My Nail Fetish
My Nail Fetish Your nails ignite multiple, corresponding and cascading sensations. But they're not just sensations, because my soul is left torn.
By C E7 years ago in Filthy
Being Bisexual: The Black Sheep of the LGBTQ Community
Being bisexual in a world that deems anything different from the norm to be deviant, is an act of valiance in today’s society. The LGBTQ movement has come a long way since its inception in the late 80s.
By Paulina Pachel7 years ago in Filthy
Should I Wake Her?
I've been asking myself that question since she fell asleep in the first place. My girlfriend had gone to sleep at 8:30pm on a Friday! I know she works hard, but all week I've been wanting sex and I thought tonight would be the night I received sex.
By T.C. Bosarge7 years ago in Filthy
The Sacred Essence of Sex
'They' state the brain is the most erogenous zone of the body. I have never been a 'normal' individual when it comes to the art of sex. I was intrigued by the essence of sex, the magic, the 'courtship' and foreplay before the initial penetration. Yet I was young, too young to understand, to realise yet it was within my mind, within my soul; I knew the normality of sex, the function and its mechanical form did not interest me. It was not an action of physical attraction, need or play but I felt, from so early on, it was a pathway to something else, something higher, to God, to Goddess, to a universal energy above us, and we were as a mere human being below.
By Ruthie Niddry7 years ago in Filthy
Courtesy of the Red, White, & Blue
Chapter 1—Five to One My family can be a bit stressful, especially on road trips. My grandmother was sick so my parents and all of my five siblings came together from different parts of the country to drive to see her in Virginia Beach. My older sister, Laura moved there recently so we were staying with her.
By B.B Cummings7 years ago in Filthy