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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Nanny Annie
Chapter 1 I’m sure you’re all wondering how I ended up here. I could tell you all about my high school sweetheart who I was going to marry, who ended up hitting me and belittling me to the point of feeling completely worthless. Or I could tell you that my parents were broke, my mom psychotic and I needed money badly. I mean we could get into detail but that’s really not the fun part. The fun part is how I went from pawning my laptop to pay rent every month and eating frozen dinners in a box, to sitting on a private jet with my red bottoms wrapped around some millionaires’ neck while he ate mine. Of course, no one just decides they want to be an escort and gets on a private jet the next day. For me all it took was finally getting a real job, I started working as a nanny.
By Mackenzie Moody4 years ago in Filthy
Ella's Adventures
Day Four Ella woke slowly as kisses were rained over her body, and morning stubble tickled goose bumps to raise. She moaned and gasped as her body began to burn with desire, she ran her hands up Daddy’s back gripping his hair to hold him at her tits then yelps when he bit down hard. Her hold on him loosened allowing him to move up to her throat. he kissed along her jaw, then bit down on her throat as he thrust his thick hard cock deep into her. Ella Screamed in pleasure digging her nails into Daddy’s back as he fucked her slow and hard, making her cum three times before he emptied his seed deep inside her pulsing core.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
Ella's Adventures
Night Three Ella gasped when they walked into the ballroom. It looked absolutely magical. There were twinkle lights everywhere, with tall stands of massive bouquets of white and green flowers. The twelve tables scattered in between were covers in black cloths. She watched as Daddy handed the person at the entrance table a cream invitation.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
Ella's Adventures
Day Three Daddy woke slowly, turning his head to see what time it was. It was eight AM, what time had they finally fallen asleep? Was it four? Or five? He never did sleep much, but still, after the events of the night he thought he would have slept a bit longer. Moving slowly, Daddy rose form the bed, and settled into the chair to watch her sleep a bit longer. Reaching down for his pants Daddy pulled out his phone, sending off a text he settled back again, and waited.
By Marie Ross4 years ago in Filthy
Trouble With My Billionaire
I had to go back to work the following day. As it was a gorgeous day with a brightly shining sun and blue skies, I decided to eat lunch outside rather than in the hospital cafeteria. I was pleasantly surprised to be joined by Alexei several minutes later.
By Angela Denise Fortner Roberts4 years ago in Filthy
Blood & Bourbon
Hunger pulled me into the woods outside my ship. To passersby, it looks like a modern smart home on private property. The facade of my earth-human features was deteriorating from a lack of blood. I was going to have to feed before work tonight. Human blood is rare where I come from. We only get it when a poacher like me travels to one of their settlements in some distant galaxy and brings it back. Many poachers leave, but they don’t always return. Human world’s are seductive. Mixed with alcohol; human blood is an aphrodisiac for my kind. Coincidentally, it has the same effect on its source… go figure. Hunting to maintain my appearance is something I’ve grown accustomed to since settling here. A sweaty jogger headed up the path. Blares electronic dance music from his headphones, covering the sound of my footfalls. I race ahead of him by a few yards, to stand against a tree, spotlighted by the moon. I step out into his path as he approaches. Using my tank top to wipe sweat that isn’t there from my brow. Revealing my stomach and a healthy bulge in my sweats. His jogging slows to a walk as he greets me. Like a moth to my flame.
By Evan Jackson4 years ago in Filthy
Randy's Rendezvous II
Friday had finally arrived. Randy picked Lisa up at her place. He was in his usual jeans and button down. Lisa had chosen a cute little red dress with a v-neck that accentuated her gorgeous breasts. It came to the top of her knees, but when she moved just right you could see that her tights were actually black lace stockings that were held up by a garter belt.
By Karen LaRue4 years ago in Filthy








