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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
Promise To Be Tender: Part Three
For the first time ever, I was not in "my zone," as far as how I relate to women on the subjects of sex and love. A short time ago, I had a friendship with Kris, and nothing more. An occasional blow-job carried no sentimental hang-ups, and even Kris treated it no differently than taking care of a need, and that made her cool in own right. She was quiet, sweet, and submissive. All good.
By LP Steinbeck9 years ago in Filthy
You Watch Me...
7:45 PM "Camera is on, and I'm ready to play. Action!" She grabbed her 'goody box' from underneath her bed, all rectangular and white. Clean. When everything it held on the inside was anything but clean. She grabbed the one that she knew would satisfy her the quickest, but she wasn't in for the short of it, no... she was going to make it last.
By S. L. McGee9 years ago in Filthy
The Teacher - Part One
Being in high school is never easy, especially when you have a thing for your teacher and he has a thing for you. Mr. Daniels was a new teacher at our school, he was somewhere in his 20's, had blonde hair, and blue eyes. He was absolutely perfect, whenever he spoke German it made my heart flutter. I had just turned 18 so that wasn't an issue, the problem was that he was a) my teacher, and b) married. I know you should never mess around with a married guy, but being young and "in love" I didn't think about the consequences.
By Nina Lopez9 years ago in Filthy
First Night Out
"O.M.G" Samantha shouted, "I cannot believe you've never been to the club!" She is, of course, saying this to me, a meek 19-year-old student at the University of Ottawa. I'm nothing special, plain face, pale complexion, a modest taste in fashion. I haven't changed my hairstyle since grade 9, besides the biannual trims to keep it that way. It's always been the same light blonde at shoulder length, that fell naturally straight. My pale blue eyes hide behind a wave of hair and a set of thick rimmed glasses. Not those hipster glasses that take up my whole face, I try not to attract a lot of attention to myself. I'm a "normal-sized" girl with "average-sized" breasts. I'm pretty damn average.
By Claes Cummings9 years ago in Filthy
One for the Road
She had just barely got off the highway, waiting to turn off the off ramp, when she decided that she needed a drink. Just one drink, she still had a good three hours left of her drive before she could get seriously wasted. So that's what she did. She pulled her car into the parking lot of next bar she saw. The Machine Shop was the name of the bar. Shrugging off her jacket, leaving her in a crop top and shorts, she made her way in.
By Emily Reynolds9 years ago in Filthy
Strangers In the Night
As is often the case on a Friday evening, I find myself home alone, perusing the ads on the local singles list. Ah, so many desperate people out there, all clamoring for attention, all trying to be more shocking than the rest of the pack. Some offer money, some claim to have the best tongue in town, and some are just looking for a plain old-fashioned fuck buddy. As I sip my favorite wine, I scroll through them, smiling and laughing at humanity.
By Minerva McAlister9 years ago in Filthy
