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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.

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 Kitsune5 years ago in Filthy
Passion & Pleasure
I had just turned 18. I was for excited tonight was the first night at my new job, working as a Promo girl at a local night club. I knew it was going to be an interesting night I had a feeling as I was slipping on my knee high boots, my short little black mini skirt and the tiny little crop top, I had been given to wear by my new boss. I looked at myself in the mirror thinking there was defiantly more skin showing than not but I didn't care that was my job to look hot and to entice guys to come into our night club and to buy drinks. I rushed out the front door wondering what the night would bring. I arrived at the club before it had opened to the public, I was given the run down on what I was hired to do and what was expected of me. As I was about to walk downstairs this guy brushed past me his smell was so intoxicating it sent a wave of lust over me, I had to bring myself back to reality as I realised that I was just standing there staring at this hot much older than me sexy DJ. Sarah the other girl I was paired up with yanked on my arm and pulled me down the stairs to go and start work. We were given free drink and free entry cards and told to walk up and down the busy esplanade to bring the patrons in. We had so much fun talking to random people and getting them to come and party up in our club. After a coupe of hours of walking up and down the Esplanade we went back up to the club inside it was pumping the place was packed such a good atmosphere. Our boss then told us that we will be walking around the club to sell pre mix drinks, we were told that we more than likely would be bought drinks by the male patrons we were allowed to accept the drinks but had to be careful not to get caught drinking them by licencing. I was having the best time I absolutely loved my new job turns out I'm really good at my job and sold over $1000 worth of drinks, also turns out that the more I drank the better I was at my job and the more I sold.
By Trudy 5 years ago in Filthy
Tribbing Delights
It was early evening when Gia, Mikayla, Sherry, and Claire congregated in their living room. They'd all spent the day stressing in their homemade cubicles. The stay-at-home transition wasn't as smooth for them as it had been for others.
By Rhea Rose 5 years ago in Filthy
Rescuing the Prince
I spent my entire childhood gazing upwards in the water hoping to catch a glimpse of the world above. The human world is forbidden to mermaids. The only time we can visit is on our 18th birthday.
By Amora Jones5 years ago in Filthy
Red Light Surprise
Etienne is that girl who commands any room she walks into, captivates every man that comes her way, and inspires confidence in everyone she talks to. When she walks, the swing of her hips tells a story: “I know who I am, what I stand for and there is nothing you can do to make me think otherwise.”
By Rhea Rose 5 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 Jones5 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 Rowland5 years ago in Filthy
FULL MOON BOOKKEEPER
Elizabeth was busy in the back of the shop in the history section filling away books about soldiers killed in war. This was one of her favorite spots in her shop. She really loved reading about the different histories all around the world. Elizabeth liked being in her quiet bookstore surrounded by pages with all the adventures she could possibly think of right at her fingertips. This was her dream job and she was living it. In high school Elizabeth helped in her school's library when her teachers would let her leave class early for finishing her work. She loved to read while helping and it didn't matter if it was fiction or nonfiction, Elizabeth had wanted to read it. She craved learned new things all the time. This made her happy in a way where she didn't feel pressured or like she was lacking anything in life.
By Candace Holt5 years ago in Filthy
Dinner party - The new home
So on last Saturday in April, in an attempt to preempt all this dinner angst, I wrote down a lineup of everything I wanted to cook that week on the first page of my blank book. Then we drew up a shopping list based on that lineup and hit the supermarket. It wasn't sexy and it wasn't necessarily original, but our plan-in-advance system worked.
By Fluo & Pattern5 years ago in Filthy
You All The Time
They left the club and Dicen was floating on cloud 9. Yep. He was flying high until LaBraya burst his bubble. “Well Dice, it's getting kinda late. You'd better drop me off back at my hotel.
By NaTrina T Willis5 years ago in Filthy
The Painter and His Canvas
"Yooo… Who's that?" Elton was half smiling when he tapped Wayne on the shoulder. "Yeah," Wayne said with a hint of unfulfilled desire as he joined Elton in doting. "That's Quinn."
By Rhea Rose 5 years ago in Filthy
Smokey Eyes and Cigarette Lips
"Maybe it's me," Autumn began as they sat in front of the fire, the smell of cedar and wine wafting through Elijah's new flat. He looked around the room, eyes caching remnants of the wild housewarming party they'd eventually have to clean up from and finally, perhaps after too long, landing on Autumn.
By Emery Grace 6 years ago in Filthy