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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Forbidden Wine Forgotten Fruit
I've always envied my neighbor. She's a smart, intelligent, beautiful woman who has had the same loving, caring, husband of the last 30 years since she was 20. Doug was Lynn's high school sweetheart. They have built a great life together. Doug worked for FedEx and was always home at night. Lynn was an high school English literature teacher. I would always see them dressed up and going out on the town to a new restaurant or a movie. Or just taking a walk together and holding hands. They had the perfect marriage and the perfect life. The only thing that was missing is the cute little Jack Russel Terrier dog.
By Casey Keller6 years ago in Filthy
Best Friends
Layla was at home with her flat mate Tony. They had shared a house for about 3 years and had a purely platonic relationship. They had become best friends over the years, and they did everything together. She told Tony all her secrets and he did likewise. Layla had recently been dumped by her boyfriend and had been inconsolable over the past week. Tony had been there for her, he had gotten her chocolate, wine, flowers and other presents just to cheer her up. It had worked for the most part but now they were sat in the living room watching tv. Well she was. Tony was fast asleep on the other sofa. The film was near the end and she had found it quite boring. She understood why Tony was asleep. As the film finished Tony stirred and changed position. He was now facing her. The way the room was set up, the 2 sofas faced each other so they could both lay down and chill whilst watching tv. She sat up and laid down the other way. She was feeling a little horny and she wanted to bring herself off before Tony awoke. The thought of him catching her mid masturbation was very exciting.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
BDSM Erotica: Caged and Confined
I must have been in here for at least eight hours by now. I lay flat on my stomach in Master’s cage, feeling the cool wood underneath my naked body. With my hands folded, I rest my head on them, turning my neck to look to the left. Nothing’s there, the room’s completely black still – Master had even blacked out the only window in the room. I manage to see small outlines of different shapes and the outline of the window itself, but other that that, I’m just a fuck toy stuck in His cage for His use.
By Lorah Catherine6 years ago in Filthy
Picnic
Jess and Matt were out in the car having a lovely drive in the countryside. I was a beautiful warm day; the sun was shining not a cloud in the sky. The music was blaring through the car speakers, the windows down. They pulled over into a secluded spot for a picnic. They lay out the rug and set the food out on it. They settled down to enjoy their food and talked about the past week in their respective jobs. They didn’t see each other much during the week due to both having full time jobs that conflicted in shifts. They snuggled up close and lay there looking up in the sky. Jess had her head resting on Matt’s lap as he stroked her hair. She turned her head to look up at her boyfriend, she told him how much she loved him, and he responded with a kiss to the forehead. She reached up and put her hand on the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss. It was a gentle kiss, a long lingering kiss that contained so much emotion. He responded with a harder kiss. His tongue running along her lips until she parted her own. His tongue slipped inside her mouth and they wrestled. They both had feelings stirring in their loins, but she pulled away. She turned around and sat on his lap. Her hands running through his hair and she pulled him back in for another kiss. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her while they deeply kissed.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Trespassing
It was a beautiful sunny afternoon and me and Jane decided to go for a walk down by the local river. It was so quiet and no-one else was around. It was unusual as this place was nearly always packed out with people. We walked past fields of cows and horses. The birds were singing in the trees and it was peaceful. We had travelled a few miles and we decide to sit on the bank and dip our feet in the river.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Weekend Break
My friend Sarah worked very hard as a solicitor. She had recently been recruited by one of the biggest firms in London and was either on her phone or her computer for 14 hours every day. She had been given one of the firm’s biggest clients to work with and it was taking up all her time. I couldn’t remember the last time she had been out socialising; it had certainly been months. The last time I saw her, she looked exhausted. She had been given some respite and she was coming to visit me. I had the whole weekend planned for us and I was excited. She arrives at mine on Friday afternoon, we were taking my jet to Geneva, taking in a show, a meal then onto a spa for the rest of the weekend. I was determined to get her to relax and she had promised to leave her laptop and phone at my house.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
The Weekend Pt 4
Together, Tristan and Rachel scooted back on the bed so their heads were at the pillows. Tristan was completely naked already but Rachel still had her bra on, which Tristan immediately went to remove. Before she laid back on the bed, Tristan reached behind her and unclasped the lace bra, pulling it off her arms.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
The Weekend Pt 2
It was a warm evening in Vegas. Growing up in Kentucky, Rachel was used to warm weather and she loved the heat. She stepped off the tile kitchen floor and onto the hardwood flooring of the veranda. Looking around, she was shocked to see the size of the patio. There was another table, a bar, two cabanas and a private pool with 4 lounge chairs around it. On one of the side tables between 2 of the chairs, Rachel noticed two glasses of champagne next to a bottle chilling in an ice bucket.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
Afterparty
I had been invited to a party at a friend of a friend’s house. The homeowner was a petite blonde with naturally large boobs. I had fancied her for a while, but she was out of my league. She hung out with all the beautiful people. Myself, well I’m a ginger bombshell, well bombsite more like. I had a fuller figure, some people might even call it fat, but as I was tall, it didn’t look that bad. Anyway, back to the party. I was wearing a cat suit, a nice flowy material to hide the bits I was ashamed of. I had my hair up in a deliberately messy bun. My mum had said I looked nice, but I felt uncomfortable. The house was huge. So many doorways leading off to who know where. The DJ in the corner of the main room was playing some bangers and there were lots of people dancing. The kitchen as always, was a hub of activity. There were people laughing, drinking, playing games and generally the kind of atmosphere you expected at a house party. I had lost my friends shortly after arriving and was on the search for them. The place was so crowded, it was feasible that as I entered one room, they were leaving it and I would never know.
By Lucy Lilithian Brown6 years ago in Filthy
Patrick Episode 1 Conversation Pieces
Patrick Episode 1 Conversation Pieces When my clients close their eyes and think of me I can only hope that I’ve left more than just a lasting impression. I hope to have left them panting, dripping wet, not able to live without me and coming back for more -literally.
By Fallon E Lane6 years ago in Filthy
