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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Curiosities
Warnings: Genderbent Sanders Sides, lesbian sexual acts Leslie found herself thinking a lot. Usually, she took pride in thinking a lot since she loved the assurance that her brain was working. However, she wasn't exactly sure how she felt about what she was thinking. She wasn't sure if the thoughts were sudden or if doing work months in advance made her repress the thoughts until she had no choice but to acknowledge them. It felt like torture being alone with her thoughts, so she thought it would be a good idea to text one of her friends. She didn't want to worry Victoria and she thought her curiosities were out of Pamela's league, so she texted Rachel as a last resort.
By Monique Star6 years ago in Filthy
Litteral Love
*gay story* When I finally packed my things and looked up, I saw that everyone had already left the class and the teacher was waiting for me to leave so he could lock the classroom and finish his day. I started to leave but I heard Mr. Emmerson's voice behind me. "Dakota, can you stay here for a few seconds? I want to talk to you about something..."
By Casey Reese6 years ago in Filthy
Betray - Part 19.
https://www.wattpad.com/user/chelsealeighstories Lake He chuckles, and I can feel him watching me, "your dress has bells on it Lake, I'm completely fascinated," he continues to chuckle, not teasingly though. I relax and look up to smile at him, "I told you I'd be wearing bells, I didn't want you to think I was a liar."
By Chelsealeighstories 6 years ago in Filthy
Betray - Part 20.
https://www.wattpad.com/user/chelsealeighstories Grey My body stills, my heart pounding away, begging to burst out of my chest. Squinting my eyes, I stare in her direction, needing to clarify that I'm not imagining things or is this my mind playing some fucked-up trick on me.
By Chelsealeighstories 6 years ago in Filthy
Je T'aime
He couldn’t believe his luck. Brian had been in Paris for three weeks and, after being shot down half a hundred times, he was now following the most beautiful woman he had ever seen up the sidewalk back to her apartment at four in the morning. To think he almost hadn’t gone out tonight. Only the insistent urging of his best friend Stefan had convinced him to go. Of course, by insistent urging, he meant Stefan had promised to buy him all his drinks. So, he had gone, reluctantly perhaps, but he had gone. He had sat at the bar as the bass-heavy music pounded into his ears, drinking expensive drinks his best friend was paying for. Eventually, he had wandered on to the dance floor to sway alone, as he had all the nights before.
By Paige Graffunder6 years ago in Filthy
A First For Everything
Natural, not metal, I remember telling you. You asked what I preferred and I answered like I knew what I was talking about. So confident. Like the time we first met at the party of a mutual friend—the birthday girl—and I told you my name like it was one you must remember.
By JL Peridot6 years ago in Filthy
