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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
The Weekend Pt6
It was very clear from the moment Rachel saw Tristan for the first time that he was quite a bit younger than all the men she usually saw, but she was finding herself not only comparing him to men she saw as an escort but also to men she had dated before becoming an escort. The youngest man she had ever been with was when she was eighteen, she dated a fellow classmate who was also eighteen, and even he wasn’t able to continue sexually in the way Tristan was.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
In the Tunnel of Love…
Noor had been working in the control room for long hours recently. Making sure that the guests in the carnival were having the time of their lives. There were a few troublemakers, but nothing that a gentle warning or burly security guard couldn’t fix. The truth, however, was that Noor's thoughts wandered to Miss Sari. Their mutual attraction was finally vindicated a few days ago and there were many hours of sex that night. He dreamed of her often in the nights since then, but his thoughts during the day were riddled with the fact that she was his boss. He shouldn’t care what other employees thought about him and he'd be damned if he let them be mad at Miss Sari. Still...
By Kit Kitsune6 years ago in Filthy
The next day…
Rising from the depths of sleep, Noor is comforted by Sari's warm and still form nestled with her back next to him. The light from the high window spills into her room and sets off the lavender walls and rich purple bedsheets. Sunken into the downy mattress, Noor inhales deeply and revels in Sari's clean scent. Stiffening slightly, he knows better and slowly runs his free hand along Sari's curvaceous body and hips. Every so often, he reaches in front of her and slides his hand over her taut stomach and lower abdomen, trying to simultaneously rouse her interest and her sleep laden mind.
By Kit Kitsune6 years ago in Filthy
The Belt
Samantha didn’t know what she was getting herself into when she decided to work at Mama Tina’s House of Ecstasy. She just needed to make enough money to pay her rent for the next couple of months while she waited to hear back from Coppin State’s Nursing Program. You see, it was her Gramma Fran’s greatest desire that Samantha become a nurse since it was one of the many goals she didn’t achieve herself. In the eyes of Gramma: no career was of greater import than nursing. Now that she was gone, it was up to Samantha to keep her dreams alive.
By Candyce Sunshyne6 years ago in Filthy
When a Man Loves a Woman
Chapter 10- Until I find Myself in You (Malik) I was sitting in my office and I found myself not being able to keep the smoky-eyed beauty named Silvia off of my mind. Since I've left her house this morning, she’s been the only person on my mind. Even this case, that was driving the city, my aunt, and I crazy couldn't dampen my mood. I had found someone that I was truly interested in and I wanted to be able to call her mine one day.
By Mia Lashea 6 years ago in Filthy
At the Carnival…on Halloween
The Carnival was very busy this evening. All the flyers and advertisement for the Halloween Spectacular at La Madame's Carnival were a huge success. The crowds were full to busting at the seams in crazy, creepy, and sexy costumes. The Dungeon and the Funhouse were the hit of the Carnival. Everyone saying they had a different experience when they went in, repeatedly. The Arcade Games were raking in the cash but dispensing plenty of prizes as well for sweethearts and friends.
By Kit Kitsune6 years ago in Filthy
Taking the Virgin Fairy
The smell of freshly cut grass permeated the meadow as Lily breathed in the scent, smiling. Many of the older fairies hated it, reminiscing about the times where meadows grew wild, before humans moved in and started bending nature to their will. Humans were dangerous. If they knew about fairies, they would slaughter them. But Lily enjoyed watching them all the same. Despite being a fairy, she found beauty in how they tended to gardens and kept grass soft and green instead of letting it grow into wild, tall stalks.
By Amora Jones6 years ago in Filthy
Motel Meeting
His instructions had been clear, so she waited patiently there on the bed... her nude body shimmering in the light of the full moon pouring in through the window. Even without her sight she could tell she was in a motel room still. The distinct smell that most motels have was undeniable. The note had told her to drive to the Lake Side Motel and rent room 132. There she was to strip nude and lay blindfolded on the bed as she awaited his arrival. Already she could feel the tightening of her nipples and juices of her longing taunting her wickedly.
By Timothy A Rowland6 years ago in Filthy






