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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.

Sex by the Pool
Dixie waited on the lounge chair until she heard the first car pull up in the next door neighbour’s driveway. She dived into the pool, nipples tingling. The young men next door were home.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Pampered by her Husband
Virginia awoke to the sound of the vacuum cleaner buzzing away in the next room. She rubbed her eyes and glanced at the clock. 8:30!
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Say My Name
It’s hard to say what rouses you first - his calloused, but smooth, fingers grazing over your side or his soft lips brushing over your neck. You whimper slightly and turn into his embrace so you are lying face to face, nuzzling his neck as you whisper, “you came.”
By TheWellReadMillenial5 years ago in Filthy
Swimming Pools
“I wish we could stay like this forever.” Your head is against his chest and you’re lying between his legs and he’s reclined in a poolside lounge chair with his arms around you. There are two empty bottles of wine on the ground beside you, oversized glasses on the side table. Both of you are looking up at the Montana night sky and he nods, kissing the top of your head.
By TheWellReadMillenial5 years ago in Filthy
Bath Tubs
He knows you so well. The steam is curling in tendrils up from the tub, and he promises (and he’s always kept his promises) that it will be the perfect temperature by the time you’re both done in the shower. You both agree that a bath is for relaxing, not washing - you’d literally be sitting in a pool of your own dirt - so you always shower together before moving to the bath. You almost always end up messing around in the tub, so it’s a moot point, but it’s nice to pretend.
By TheWellReadMillenial5 years ago in Filthy
Say My Name Again
“I’m heeeeeeere!” You sail into the back, more private, dressing room, drop your bag, and launch yourself at him as he rises from the couch, grunting as he catches you and falls back onto the cushions.
By TheWellReadMillenial5 years ago in Filthy
From flirting to ecstasy Part 1
As the elevator passes the second floor, Jodi is hit with a wave of anxiety. She has waited so long for this day, but has she built things up too much? Will he still find her attractive after all these years? Is she going to be able to keep up with him? Will the whole thing be a fizzer?
By D-Donohoe5 years ago in Filthy
Sex with a Selkie
“I’m sorry Violet. I thought this was going to work, but it’s not.” Violet watched as Ash strode back along the jetty, her heart broken. She’d thought he was bringing her here to propose, not to break up with her.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Two Cocks are better than One
Delania laid back on the lounge, pretending to watch the midday movie, on the only channel which didn’t interrupt with news updates every five minutes.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
Late Night
By sitting on my couch in disbelief that I made it. Claimed my dreams, worked hard for my career to be flourished. Finally allowed myself to be in this state I am in, I sit here, and sigh, "Finally," after a few months moving into my new home. Fully furnished. A home I can call, 'mine' and as I sit here, smiling to myself, I hear a knock on my door.
By Lilly Rosa5 years ago in Filthy
Lounging Naked by the Pool
Dixie was doing a leisurely backstroke in the pool, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her bare breasts and listening for a sign her neighbours had returned from work.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy
wait
“Check the restraints,” he instructs, and you do. You tug gently, feel the pull on your wrist as the rope holds, and then harder. The headboard rattles a little, but you can’t pull your hands more than an inch or so towards your head.
By Basil F.5 years ago in Filthy