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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Sleep
“Angel,” Brendon sighs when he comes into the bedroom and sees you’re still awake. “You need to rest.” You pout up at him from under the covers and he settles on the edge of the bed, brushing a hand over your forehead. He frowns and leans over to press his lips to your flushed skin. “You’re still really warm,” he tells you. “You need to drink more water and sleep.”
By TheWellReadMillenial5 years ago in Filthy
Craft Beer, Karaoke,& Lesbians
Craft Beer,Karaoke & Lesbians First dates go I am not really a fan. There is a awkwardness involved with getting to know someone all while trying to impress them at the same time. I felt a natural chemistry with E.J. from the very first night we met. It was easy and unforced. I was comfortable around this stranger and for me personally that is extremely rare and worth pursuing. We had been randomly texting throughout the week and agreed to meet at a local brewery after his son’s football game. Sometime between the first meet and now this one, we had met another time in between. It was a spur of the moment meet that was not something I would qualify as a date exactly. We ended up at the same bar that happened to be having a hair band tribute, therefore conversation wasn’t priority number one on the list as it had been far too loud for that. This second meeting, I was convinced was sure to be different. A quieter place, with less hustle and bustle and meet up. I was so excited and feeling that this was something positive bordering on overwhelming.
By Las Matamaridos5 years ago in Filthy
My Best Friend's Brother
“I can’t believe the two of you still have sleepovers. I thought you were twenty-three, not thirteen!” Bradley’s broad frame almost filled the doorway, his bright blue eyes sparkling as he smirked at Madison and I, sitting up in Madison’s bed, snacks gathered around us as we set up to watch a movie.
By Heather Kinnane5 years ago in Filthy




