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

Diving: The Deepest Orgasm (Part One)
"Long Term Romance Desired" "Beautiful day on the Oregon coast today. The only thing more beautiful would have been to have met you in the morning, made passionate love to you, brought you coffee and breakfast in bed and slipped away to face the battles of life. Sometimes, two souls need a pick me up, to help them shine in a relatively dark world."
By LP Steinbeck8 years ago in Filthy
Lover's Crest: Part One
When Joe had told me about Lover's Crest, the property he and his late wife had dreamed of restoring and offering as a paradise for couples, I wasn't prepared for the beauty of the Oregon coastline from it's viewpoint. The turn-off from the main road led to a dwindling unpaved road that was scarcely more than a path, and it gave the impression of a secret place, though in definite need of improvement.
By LP Steinbeck8 years ago in Filthy
Masked Mistress Chapter 6
As if my predicament could not get any worse. She's here, Mr. Stephen's wife. I just couldn't begin to comprehend how she managed to get this job. Probably sucked the principles dick.
By N M8 years ago in Filthy
Masked Mistress Chapter 5
I woke up feeling refreshed, I must have dosed off around 10pm, pretty early for me. I rolled onto my side to check my phone only to be stopped by a hard chest. Oh no, I must have fallen asleep next to him.
By N M8 years ago in Filthy
The Table Turn
Warning: Very explicit and kinda graphic. The digital clock turns from 1:59 to 2:00 am. tap tap tap. The only sound heard throughout the house is tap tap tap. Well, that, and the sighs and mild muttering of an extra disgruntled Miss.
By Fox 🦊8 years ago in Filthy
A Smile and a Memory
The rich aroma of dark Columbian wafted down the hallway from the kitchen. I could hear the sound of him moving about in the other room, but I had no desire to move. If I moved, then the spell would be broken, and I would have to return to the real world. Couldn’t I have just a few more moments to bask in the utter satiation of the night before?
By Vanessa Cherron Riser8 years ago in Filthy
The Man in the Iron Prick
I'm John Watson, once an Army doctor, now out of the military, I find myself in need of a flat in London, someone to share the rent, and a job. In this way, I can live in the heart of the city I love.
By Arlene Placer8 years ago in Filthy
She Knew I Would
Feeling my phone vibrate and looking down to see it was you was surprising. We hadn’t talked in weeks and honestly I was never expecting to hear from you again. But here you were on my phone, so I answered.
By Her Writer's Blox8 years ago in Filthy
Three Sum More!
I've always believed that some of the best journeys start with an unknown path that you're willing to travel on without fear of where it's taking you. While on this path, you might worry, you might even take extra careful steps but your inner desire to find out what's at the end keeps you going. This particular journey involves mind travel into the area where sensual stimulation, fantasy, and desire lives. I started it with Pull Up N Cum Again with no real direction in my mind but then all of a sudden...inspiration hit me and I continued down the path with My Sweet Three but this next post is my attempt to kick it up a notch...at least I think so...feel free to share your thoughts with me as I would love to see if they're as dirty as mine or if you even like what I write. Comparing notes AKA sharing is caring I always say. Let's get into this trip, shall we?!
By Kai Storm8 years ago in Filthy
Welcome Home
Christy drove out to the solitary ranch style home wondering if she had made a huge mistake. Her friends had introduced her to the man she was meeting for dinner, Vann, at a party a few months back. He was older, but nice. Ruggedly handsome, gentlemanly in a very southern way and he always made her smile.
By Robert Plunkett8 years ago in Filthy
My Sweet Three!
Every now and then I will turn a blog into a full blown story fantasy. Did you love my last one called Pull Up N Cum Again(?!
By Kai Storm8 years ago in Filthy
The Club
The air was smoky and the lights were very dim as I passed a group of maybe five guys sitting at a table. I practically had to squint to make out where I was going. I felt their eyes on me as I swung into the ladies washroom. I stopped to check my reflection in the mirror, my friend was right, the contact lenses certainly did allow my big brown eyes to be seen better. I couldn't believe the person looking back was me. What a difference from a year ago.
By Frankie Lane8 years ago in Filthy