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

Dinner party - The new home
So on last Saturday in April, in an attempt to preempt all this dinner angst, I wrote down a lineup of everything I wanted to cook that week on the first page of my blank book. Then we drew up a shopping list based on that lineup and hit the supermarket. It wasn't sexy and it wasn't necessarily original, but our plan-in-advance system worked.
By Fluo & Pattern5 years ago in Filthy
You All The Time
They left the club and Dicen was floating on cloud 9. Yep. He was flying high until LaBraya burst his bubble. “Well Dice, it's getting kinda late. You'd better drop me off back at my hotel.
By NaTrina T Willis5 years ago in Filthy
The Painter and His Canvas
"Yooo… Who's that?" Elton was half smiling when he tapped Wayne on the shoulder. "Yeah," Wayne said with a hint of unfulfilled desire as he joined Elton in doting. "That's Quinn."
By Rhea Rose 5 years ago in Filthy
Smokey Eyes and Cigarette Lips
"Maybe it's me," Autumn began as they sat in front of the fire, the smell of cedar and wine wafting through Elijah's new flat. He looked around the room, eyes caching remnants of the wild housewarming party they'd eventually have to clean up from and finally, perhaps after too long, landing on Autumn.
By Emery Grace 5 years ago in Filthy
Stephy's 24/7 Diner
Just a heads up!!! This Fiction story is for ages 17 and up due to there being talk about sex, submission, and a whole lot of profanity. So with that in mind, enjoy the story.
By stephanie borges5 years ago in Filthy
My P***y MY RULES!
Swirling my wet pussy lips on his face while I watched him suck me dry had me feeling grateful that I gave him my contact card...his beard tickled my ass as he fed on me but at the same time, I knew my good cat juices had that thick mane coated!
By Kai Storm5 years ago in Filthy
SideChicks by Valorie M Taylor
The hour was solemn. The sky over Los Angeles Memorial Cemetery seemed to weep at the internment of Liset that dreary Saturday morning. Her grave stone would reveal one name and one name only; Liset.
By Valorie Taylor5 years ago in Filthy
SideChicks by Valorie M Taylor
Being in Lore's employ had never been easy. And no one knew that better than MacBeth who bench pressed a solid 100lbs with ease. I gotta to be her chauffeur, she thought to herself, muscle, bodyguard, babysitter, confidant, sounding board, secret-keeper and occasional Chef 24-hours a day.
By Valorie Taylor5 years ago in Filthy
SideChicks by Valorie M Taylor
THIS MORNING "Mr. Blackbone, it's Lore returning your call." "Sweet Lore," he breathed like he just finished an orgasm. "I don’t have the best news?"
By Valorie Taylor5 years ago in Filthy
SideChicks by Valorie M Taylor
ONE WEEK EARLIER Lore presented a five page contract to her new Client. “Mr. Yamato, you will be billed by Illustrious.com. Our Associates provide vacation concierge services for the Wealthy.”
By Valorie Taylor5 years ago in Filthy
SideChicks by Valorie M. Taylor
With one final regurgitation, the black of night heaved up its most agonizing dead and bowed out gracefully to the sun that peeked over gritty East Los Angeles.
By Valorie Taylor5 years ago in Filthy
A Woman’s Scorn
To make a long story short, I met a man named Brian, and found myself in a situation that I could not get out of. He was everything I needed sexually. I needed nothing but a quick nut. Being tied down wasn’t something that I was looking for after leaving a six year relationship not too long ago. I thought I had a simple arrangement with a nice, simple man. But of course this man had a woman, and instead of backing off and going along with my business, I still agreed to sleep with him from time to time. She wasn’t my business-she was Brian’s business. If he wanted to go behind his woman’s back and enjoy a few hours of his time with me, then so be it. Sexual pleasure was all I need from him. He didn’t need to waste any of his time, money, compliments, cars, jewels, or affection on me.
By Jassy La’Nae 5 years ago in Filthy