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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Clouds of DOMinance
Content Warning: This story contains themes of BDSM and sexual content. Reader discretion is advised. Emily couldn't believe her eyes. When he phone had gone off two days ago. She didnt have many people who texted her, just her mom and her bestfriend Julia. Both who had been silent since she had landed. when she had looked at the phone her heart jumped at the unknown number and the text under it. Jack had actually contacted her. They had talked for to days and then he had asked her to meet up with him in Tokyo. It had been a few weeks since their flight together, and she had almost given up hope of ever seeing him again. But when Jack had reached out to her and suggested they grab a drink together, Emily had jumped at the chance.
By Belle Jay James3 years ago in Filthy
Learning His Lesson
Rebecca looked down at her watch. He was late. She hated it when they were late. It was disrespectful, and the last thing she wanted to deal with when starting a session was disrespect. She heard what she assumed was his car in the driveway. This one was new, so she wasn’t exactly sure what to expect. She looked out the curtains. “Oh great.” She thought. An oversized truck. We were starting with a need to overcompensate. He might take some work. He knocked on the door.
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Filthy
Early Morning, Late Night
Gen is trying to move on with her life and beyond the regretful ex she shares with her best friend, Vic. Gen saw men watch her as she walked down the street and rolled her eyes inwardly, not wanting to be seen. She had to get to work early that morning, and who knew how late she would be there that night? But when she got there, she was not expecting to see Kent. The sound of her heels slowed as she walked into her office and saw him working on her computer.
By F. Leonora Solomon3 years ago in Filthy
Almost Like Wearing Nothing At All
Tanya looked down at the battle wearily. It was always like this, men covered head to toe in armour swinging giant swords at each other. They would fight all day. Most of them would walk away alive, maybe injured, or captured and ransomed back to their liege lord. The ones who stayed away from the berserker at least. He was surrounded by layers of armour clad men, his naked flesh cut in hundreds of places. He would die, eventually, but hundreds would fall before his ax first. Well, she didn't fancy dying in the battle, so she was staying away from that guy. She had a problem though. Her stomach was cold, not to mention her breasts. Sure, the armour plate that covered her nipples was tight, tight enough that they only popped out once or twice a battle, but still it was metal, and it was the only thing on her breasts. Still, that was better than the complete lack of anything covering her stomach, her thighs, most of her back, her shoulders, her long flowing blonde hair. Hell, she wasn't even sure why the smith had bothered to complete the piece.
By Traverse Davies3 years ago in Filthy
Katie Calls the Shots, Part Two
Flushing a furious crimson all over, Katie's big sister threw herself back down in her seat, but only long after I and the whole of the café had learned she wore matching white knickers underneath her tennis skirt. She couldn't have known how thunderstruck the revelation had left me. I'd had to freeze, knowing full well that at a sight like that, the least little twitch of my hand would have brought on a sensation with which I was only too familiar. Even now, I hardly dared breathe!
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Filthy
Charms
Read about Vic's savage night alone. Vic had a solo brunch because Gen was still ghosting her as Kevin had done to her. She was sipping her unlimited breakfast sangria when she looked up and thought she saw Kevin. Immediately she imagined that she had to be wrong about that because that was how Gen saw him before she passed out. So it had to be her imagination.
By F. Leonora Solomon3 years ago in Filthy
Katie Calls the Shots, Part One
The mere sight of Katie’s cheesy smile brought such stirrings to the front of my underwear as to make me light-headed. I couldn’t help it. It was the first time I’d seen her since that afternoon at her house, more than a week ago. Then when she drew near and the smell of her hit, I knew I’d be stiff for all to see in the space of seconds. She was more like fruit cocktail than ever, and the slightest sniff brought back every memory of what we’d shared in her room.
By Doc Sherwood3 years ago in Filthy
Bimpe's Boyfriend ... 4
Reclining on his favourite tartan sofa, wearing patterned shorts, a plain white short-sleeved shirt with the first three buttons undone and drinking Chapman on the rocks lined with a dash of vodka and with a visible peek of cabbage in his glass in his beach house on a sunny day in Malta, Prof Souleyman Bako cut a picture of relaxation but deep down inside he was troubled and wondered aloud: “why am I so misunderstood?”
By Princess Jekey-Green3 years ago in Filthy
The Sweet Release of Slutdom
She was brand new to this sort of thing, at least in person. She had watched them on her phone, in the dark, when she was alone. She had read about them, a lot. She had thought about them much more than a lot. In fact, it had become a bit of an obsession of late. It was interfering with her work and her graduate classes. She couldn't afford to lose her job or her grades, so she decided to work on her obsession. After about a month of trying to ignore it she was on probation at work and her grades were tanking. That wasn't going to work. She got really upset about it one night at the pub. After having way too many margaritas she started talking to this really nice guy at the bar, and it just slipped out. Everything. Every last detail. She hadn't planned to tell anyone, but it happened, and she was very glad she didn't really remember his response, and even more glad that she hadn't written down her number for him. She was certain of that. No pen was held.
By Karen LaRue3 years ago in Filthy
Factors that affect men's performance in bed
Sexual performance is a common concern for many men, and various factors can impact it. The ability to perform well in bed is essential for men, both for their personal satisfaction and their partners. Factors that affect men's performance in bed can be physical, psychological, or even environmental. In this blog post, we'll explore some of the most common factors that can impact men's sexual performance.
By Godbless Chukwu3 years ago in Filthy
