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Pure Filth
Note this piece may offend people , there are lots off words and scenarios that people may deem inappropriate even in Filth.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred - EBA4 years ago in Filthy
If only...(Part 2)
How is it that you are so completely irresistible to me? Whatever it is about you, I simply cannot deny it—my body wants yours, on a deep, instinctual, animal level. I am flooded with need for your warm pussy wrapped around my hard dick, need to fill you with all of me. This craving, this fiery, desperate need for you, to take you, please you, make you and keep you mine, it's all I can think of.
By Victor Vibes4 years ago in Filthy
Ellen Joy
Ricky and I were out in the parking lot playing our version of handball. Really it was just slapping a tennis ball against the factory wall and keeping a pseudo type of tennis score. Boy it was hot that day. One of those steamy August days in Chicago. As usual Donna and Annie were sitting on the shipping dock watching us spend our lunch hour running around working up a sweat. At nineteen years old neither Ricky nor I had a clue why these two 40 something women would watch us so intently, or had any idea of the thoughts that were going through their heads. Call us naive.
By Pete Symes4 years ago in Filthy
Bride-To-Be Fools Around With Her Father in Law
This is a work of erotic fiction appropriate to adults 18+. After months of planning and years of thinking about it, it mostly felt strange — sort of surreal — that the day had finally come and I was living it.
By Elle A. Wild4 years ago in Filthy
Witches and Wolves
The remote mountain town of Brave Hollows stood small and proud but surrounded by the thickest forest in the northeast. Before the last hundred years the town had been plagued by attacks of the worst kind, nightly attacks by many creatures of the deep dark nights. This portion of the country was overrun by Wendigos, Flesh Runners, and many malevolent spirits, including a boog hag or banshee. It was a lovely town with such a kind environment and lovely people, now that it was more modernized people were more able to survive but the attacks were held at bay or quickly responded to by the clan of wolfmen now living around the town. The town had found them to be civilized a hundred years ago and a deal was struck. Protection from the creatures if any witches or at least eight young women were sacrificed every year to mates to the wolves.
By Kira Lydia G.4 years ago in Filthy
The First Date
“Hey, can you help me out?” Alex is standing in my doorway holding out a camouflage puffer jacket. I’m almost afraid to ask. “If it has anything to do with that jacket, probably not.” So what if I can be catty sometimes? “What’s up?”
By Jay Villin4 years ago in Filthy
I Spy
Looking back on that afternoon, there are a couple of things that I hold responsible for what happened. The crisp and salty sea air, for one. Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve loved the beach. The sound of the ocean waves breaking, crashing against the shore; the fine spray that permeates the air; stepping lightly through rock-pools as they glint in the sunlight; hearing the steady lap and savoring the sensation of sand and sea water sucking at my toes as the water recedes, and returns, then recedes again. Or sitting at the top of a cliff and watching, hearing and feeling the thunderous power of the waves smashing violently against the rock-face.
By Jupiter Grant5 years ago in Filthy
The Sweetest Taboo
His hand stroked my face gently. His bright blue eyes smiling, he ran his forefinger over my warm, partially opened lips. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, and lowered his mouth to mine. I hummed with pleasure as his tongue found my own and softly twined against it, his lips brushing my skin.
By Jupiter Grant5 years ago in Filthy
Freaky Elon
FREAKY ELON By: H.M. Ortiz PART 1 – DOG FOOD Is ten a.m. and my alarm keeps snoozing and all I can think of it’s her. I wonder if she made it, I really hope she did I thought to myself while I scratched another mark on the bottom of the bunk bed above me. So far is been three weeks. Still feels like it happened yesterday. The air is now starting to clear out; we can at least see some sunlight however we must still wear these stupid gas masks, so annoying…
By H.M. Ortiz5 years ago in Filthy
Why I think BDSM relationships are better than vanilla ones
I’ve been in both BDSM and vanilla relationships and BDSM relationships have always felt more fulfilling and more honest. This is because in BDSM you have to have full trust that the person you're with won’t hurt you because some of the stuff you do can be physically and mentally damaging. When you’re tying someone up, or flogging them, giving them orders, choking them or manhandling them you have to have a certain amount of trust that you may not have in a regular relationship.
By Robert Kegel5 years ago in Filthy
Tina's Pregnant Desire
You know those guys that are absolute jerks, but you think they’ll change, even though you really know they won’t, and then you are gutted when you find out that they didn’t change? That was the guy that Tina had been dating. He wasn’t a nice guy, he wasn’t amazingly good-looking, in fact, he wasn’t even that great a lover. Then Tina got pregnant, and she realized that all the other crap behavior had just been a prelude to how much of a prick he was.
By D-Donohoe5 years ago in Filthy
My Best Friend's Father
He'd been holding back for years, watching, waiting, biding his time. She bent over to pull something out of a file drawer; her ass high as her body bent low.
By Kate Briggs5 years ago in Filthy