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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Tommy’s Tiny Problem
One day as Tommy was on his way to work, he noticed a beautiful young woman sitting in the car next to him. He thought that she was beautiful and even a little sexy. His mind began to wander sexual thoughts until the streetlight turned green and she pulled away never to be seen again by Tommy. It hurt his feelings somewhat because he was a twenty-nine-year-old man who has never once kissed a girl or even had sex. Yes, Tommy was a virgin, but not by choice.
By Brandi Payne6 years ago in Filthy
The Impressive Professor
Angie was a college professor that had a way of teaching her college students and keeping their attention in class. She always came to class wearing provocative clothing that was either too short or too low-cut in the front. Most of her students were young men looking to get an A in her class but always had a hard time paying attention, so she began this ritual of learning which worked out great.
By Brandi Payne6 years ago in Filthy
Talia’s New Delivery
One day while Talia was working, she received a dozen long-stemmed red roses while at work. It concerned her, but she was still happy to receive them. She looked at the card that came with them, but it had no name attached, so Talia had a secret admirer. She began looking at every man around here and wondering who it could be who sent them.
By Brandi Payne6 years ago in Filthy
Sultry Moments (Luke) (Part 1)
He woke up with a headache and a bad taste in his mouth; he tasted a metallic metal on his tongue. He was still dazed and everything seemed foggy, his eyes could not focus; it must have been from all the liquor he was drinking last night. It was dark and drafty, and he felt his stomach pressed against some type of cushion. His shirt was off because he could feel the cushion press against his flesh. He tried to move his arms; he felt a cold shackle around his wrist and feet. He panicked. How on earth was he shackled and pressed to something? Why was it dark? He called out and no one answered. He must have been in this place since last night.
By DALIL1NE MINION6 years ago in Filthy
Unbidden
Anna heard voices at the end of the hall and paused. The door to Stefan’s studio remained open a crack. A sliver of flickering lamplight drew a line across the Persian rug and made a sharp angle as it ran up the wall. A low, breathy laugh leaked through the crack that most certainly belonged to a woman.
By Sarah Blair6 years ago in Filthy
They're Not Tits!
She was not my girlfriend. I really didn’t want her to be. I was done raising my kids and she had five or six of them under the age of fourteen. I liked her company though, so I hung out with her whenever I could. She was an artist and a damned good one. I would sit and watch her paint, sometimes playing piano quietly in the background. She liked that. She said it relaxed her and helped her do her best work. I loved her energy and was always happy just to be in the same room as her.
By Tim Ellerbe II6 years ago in Filthy
The Adventure in the Cave (Part 1 of 2)
It was early, four in the morning in fact. Clair was already up sitting on the bed with her legs stretched as she stroked her penis hard and fast. She was breathing hard. This was her morning ritual, her start to the day. She was close. She grabbed a sock and pulled it over her eight inch length and smiled as she orgasmed in the sock. Once every drop was out she pulled it off, and tossed it on the washing basket. She was calming down as her length was softening. Once she was composed enough, she moved forward, and pulled out her plug from her ass.
By Come Again6 years ago in Filthy
Total Domination
Awaking to turn naturally in my sleep I find myself restrained. Desperately pulling at all sides, I find my hands and feet splayed out before the bed, each one tied to a post, leaving my body in a vulnerable x. I am encased in darkness by a blindfold. While I use my remaining senses to locate Jase, I contemplate when in the night he bound me so stealthily that I did not awake.
By Yivea Divine6 years ago in Filthy
Peach Fuzz
Audrey’s eyelashes fluttered open, and she slowly took in the morning light filtering through the lace curtains. Dust motes flashed in the sun’s rays, slowly falling like glitter-snow in a globe. She felt the gentle pressure of Thomas’ morning wood behind her, and his warm weight resting gently against her back. She pressed back against him ever so slightly, felt herself stir slightly, then pressed her cheek back into the downy pillow and closed her eyes again, drifting back into momentary slumber. Thomas felt her supple ass against him, and began to awaken. He slowly ran a hand up her side, from mid-thigh up to her waist. He slid the hand down her midsection and curled his arm around her breasts, his hand crossing between them, feeling her heartbeat. He rested there for only a moment, then stroked a finger up her clavicle and neck, up to Audrey’s left ear, where he ran the fingers gently through her hair. She shifted, a small smile on her lips, and again pressed her rear against his growing member. He pressed his face into her neck, kissing her softly behind the ear. Thomas slid his hand back down her arm, appreciating the softness of her skin, and squeezed her hand for a moment. She squeezed back, but kept her eyes closed. The signal.
By Sarjé Haynes6 years ago in Filthy
