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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
From Husband to Has-been
Being single is one of the most rewarding things you could do for yourself during quarentine. I’m sure there are a handful of couples at this very moment arguing over trivial things for being stuck in the house for too long. Unfortunately for You Trouble in paradise is bound to creep your way. Sometimes, relationships don’t always work out. But when you’re couped up on lockdown with just your wife, arguments can occur. Fight could ignite, break-ups could happen and loneliness is the only thing you might fear at the end.
By Kyle Smith6 years ago in Filthy
Kara's worst Day
Kara walked into her house after being in a Hotel room after being with Fraternity Brothers, who wanted to not be virgins anymore, and they got what they wanted. Soon Kara will get what she wants; in 24 hours, those two will die when their hearts exploded, and she will bask in her aftermath. She was the center of attention tonight and needed a break, then convince the two to have sex with each other as well.
By Rayna Quinns6 years ago in Filthy
Private Eye
Peter was a private investigator who had been hired by a guy to follow his wife. He had been given her full profile and bio and was told all of her favourite haunts. He had also been given a photo and his client had told him that his wife was not very attractive but was still popular with men. Peter had thought she was quite pretty but said nothing.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Curse of the Moon
D’nai Today was a very hard and strange day. He gave me weird assignments, and then sends me home early and then insists on taking me home. I have no idea what is going on in this man’s head but at least, he plays well. “Is this where you dwell ?" He stares at my beat-up apartment building in a not-so-safe area. “Yup, this is my place. See you at seven Mr. Davey's?” “Yes, and it’s sir. Do not forget.” “' Sorry, yes sir. See you tomorrow morning. I do not know why he ended the day so early, but it gives me a chance to finish what I need to do today and maybe get some rest early…“You’re here early,” Mr. Gray said to me as I was sitting waiting for my instructions from him or Mr. Davey. “Yup, didn’t want to be late on my second day.” “Hmm. Well, here are your instructions for the day.” The list that Mr. Gray gave me was at least three pages long. “How am I supposed to get all of this done today? Everything on this has to get done today?” “Ms. Samore, I assure you that if you do not complete everything on this list today, you don't have to show up tomorrow.” Now that my anxiety is through the damn roof, I look at the list and try to categorize. I have all day right. It’s 11:00, and I am halfway done with my mini lists of this three-page monster.
By Destiny Smalls6 years ago in Filthy
How I Learned to Properly Play With Myself
Warnings: sexual activities and thoughts, kinks, nudity, Remus, swears, mild blood If you think about it, it's not really weird. After all, apart from aces and the innocent, who hasn't had arousing thoughts swarming in their heads? Maybe it was boredom that drew me to the idea, or was it loneliness? Maybe curiosity? Could it have been all of the above? What am I talking about? Well, let me explain.
By Monique Star6 years ago in Filthy
Personal Shopper
Emptying her gym bag for a third time, Riley muttered “fuck” under her breath as she realized she forgot to pack a bra. She had worn her sports bra under her athletic clothing to the gym with the intention of showering and getting ready after her work out and heading straight to work. All her work clothes were packed into her bag, expect a bra.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
Hamlet & Ophelia
Though she was just a lady in waiting to his mother, the young prince couldn’t help but stare at the beautiful young girl as she sat at the far table with the other servants and handmaids. She was laughing at something he was unable to hear and just the sight of her face lighting up with joy caused a small smile to form on his face. She was so incredibly beautiful and even though he was surrounded by maidens and other high ladies, he found his eyes on only her. He found the jewels and expensive clothes all these women wore distracting. It took away from seeing their true selves.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
Anonymously Spoken
Stonie I knew I shouldn't have called his phone again. Shana, come here please," I yelled from the bath-tub. Shana came rushing towards the bathroom in a hurry. "Wassup, Stonie," she said. "Lex hasn't answered his phone for me since yesterday. He came up to my job with some flowers and that was the last time I talked to him. I asked him to run some errands and pick up Alexis from daycare. Nothing. This m***fucker ain't answering the phone now but at first, my number was blocked. Can you get on your Facebook page and see if he has been active because he got me blocked on there too. He always doing some extra shit, I can only imagine what the fuck it is he got going on now. Shana said she would be glad to check Facebook and left the doorway of the bathroom. When Shana left the bathroom I washed and rinsed myself and dried off. I went into my bedroom and got dressed. I hurried to see what Shana was doing on Facebook. I ran to the living room where she was to see if I could catch her inside her inbox. You know be nosey like friends be nosey. Not happening. She had already been on Facebook but when I asked her about it she said her phone was dead. I could tell she had been on Facebook because her attitude had changed. She was in a sour mood now. I guess once she found out Lex wasn't at home last night it bothered her. I'm not sure if Shana realizes that I knew about her and Lex months ago. I knew about them immediately. As soon as they began sleeping together I cut Lex off to where he could only perform oral on me and get nothing in return. I don't care about him not coming home, I'm glad he isn't home. What I'm concerned about is that the money he's out there spending belongs to our daughter. Her monthly benefits hit her card yesterday and I haven't seen this man or that card. Knowing the type of irresponsible person Lex is, that money is long gone. I'm trying to get Shana help in finding him before all of it is gone. I found out about Shana and Lex one night we were all drinking and I wanted to go live on Shana's phone. As I was going live something told me to accidentally check her inbox and search Lex name real quick. I saw the last four messages between the two of them before I felt like I could get caught in her phone, I saw one message where it said to delete all these messages. And also one that said don't let Stonie find out. That was all the proof I needed to know that they were sleeping together. Only because anytime we all were in the same room they try their hardest to keep their distance and don't know how to talk to each other when other people are present. Studdering, sweating and constant movement are signs that they are uncomfortable around each other in public. They acted like this all the time so I knew already. It doesn't bother me though cause they both ain't shit. I see Shana messing with her cell phone after she said it was dead. I shake my head thinking how stupid two people can be for one another. Shana catches me looking her way and says her phone just turned on and she was going to check Facebook now. I laugh to myself because this bitch must think I'm boo boo the fool. I ignore her talking and head for my bedroom. I lock the door behind me and pull out my laptop from under my bed. I wake it out of sleep mode and put on the headphones that are attached. I log into the application that I installed on Shana phone a few days ago while she was showering at the gym. It's a cyber spy app I see Shana messing with her cell phone after she said it was dead. I shake my head thinking how stupid two people can be for one another. Shana catches me looking her way and says her phone just turned on and she was going to check Facebook now. I laugh to myself because this bitch must think I'm boo boo the fool. I ignore her talking and head for my bedroom. I lock the door behind me and pull out my laptop from under my bed. I wake it out of sleep mode and put on the headphones that are attached. I log into the application that I installed on Shana phone a few days ago while she was showering at the gym. It's a cyber spy app where you can spy on phone calls, text messages and anything else that is done on the device.
By Joella Terry6 years ago in Filthy
Therapist's Therapy (Part I)
I'm supposed to be seeing him every Wednesday at 4pm. "Consistency is vital," he'd say. Yet here I am, in his office waiting room, at noon on a Friday. Friday was better for me this week; I had things and appointments or whatever.
By Ashley Alleyne Van-De-Cruize 6 years ago in Filthy
