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

Madame Luxe: A Brothel Story
It was 7:02am and Josie stood at the Reno bus station as she pulled a final drag on her cigarette. “Last one, better make it count,” she thought to herself as she held the smoke in her throat before letting it release through her nostrils.
By Author B.Commodity6 years ago in Filthy
Room 508
There were cracks in the walls along the burgundy bathroom ceiling and zigzagged down to the cabinet mirror. The mirror needed wiping as it was disgustingly smeared and perhaps it was smeared with random, sweaty hands. Her eyeliner and mascara were smudged and her coily hair had run dry. The girl was exhausted and her jaw ached. In fact, her legs along with her thighs terribly throbbed, and her back felt agonizing. Her hazel gleaming eyes were the most alluring, but exotic feature; let alone the built curvy hips and full lips she possessed. Chocolate freckles laid in abundance spreading across the bridge of her nose to her brassy cheeks. The eye shadow she wore sweated off, however, the colors didn’t compliment her to begin with. She let out a deep sorrowful sigh. Before leaving the bathroom and back to her client, she took one last look in the mirror. What did she see in her reflection; a dirty girl or a soulless being?
By JB6 years ago in Filthy
Spoils of Victory
The icy fingers of fear gripped her throat as she jumped to her feet. Her heart pumped faster, spurring her feet to move as she ran. Her stomach swirled as she sought an escape, knowing she may not make it to safety.
By Asrai Devin6 years ago in Filthy
Room 305
Click*, the sound the door made. The deluxe suite made her believe she was partly in the garden of eden but also partly cloud nine. Rose petals scattered from the entrance of the door way, leading onto the California king, illustrating a heart in the middle of the bed. They wined and dined earlier in the evening and it had also been their fifth date. Interestingly enough, there was an aged record player with a vinyl on it in the living area, collected in dust almost looking somewhat discolored.
By JB6 years ago in Filthy
Fallen Deep
Mo: Rushing into the hospital behind the medics, they were talking to the nurses and doctors. Panic grew in my gut shanking as I dialed Rac’s and Jerry’s numbers for a group call.
By Habby Grac6 years ago in Filthy
Avenues: Ch. 8
I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to feel seeing my father for the first time since the day they locked him up for good. I didn’t feel the familiar rage I’d been carrying around all these years. Pity was also not part of the equation as I watched the guards haul him into the visiting area and push him down onto the table as they un-cuffed him. I was numb from head to toe. I believe this is what Susie would call a defense mechanism. I couldn’t let a single word this man would say get to me today. I couldn’t take anything personal. I was here for one thing and one thing only. I needed information and that was all this needed to be. A cordial transaction.
By Sharlene Alba6 years ago in Filthy
Fallen Deep
My brain was too busy racing between Bash and Gun, that I didn’t get any work done, and lines were starting to run together. This was our last reversal for the last episode tomorrow. I’m not sure where Gun and I stand and also what about Bash?
By Habby Grac6 years ago in Filthy
Forbidden (18+)(part one)
tags for this fan fiction #flirting #peterage16 #adult content #anal sex #first times #tony is bad at saying no to his desires
By Lucas Embredoment Blackblood6 years ago in Filthy
Collection of Moments
With a small sigh Lyra dragged her feet along. Her metal boots actually thudding loudly with her fatigue, Jeremy wasn't in better shape either.
By Lee6 years ago in Filthy
Fallen Deep
I wanted to think that maybe that night didn’t change anything between Gun and I, but I’d be lying. Little by little we saw each other more, he said it’s best for me to focus on school and how my life was before sex so I’ve been drowning myself in work and school not that I didn’t have fun at work, he made working fun and easy, Jerry caught onto our touchy-feely actions early on, but didn’t say anything with Mo around knowing how he was. We had a long talk about the whole situation and I agreed if Bash hadn’t taken advantage of the fact that I lived by a promise, I know I was just as much in the wrong, but then again he lied about breaking-up with Tracy too. For the past few weeks Gun and I learned more things about each other. Everything was going well we were filming our last scene of the day and Gun was helping clean our work station,
By Habby Grac6 years ago in Filthy
The Journal of a Vagabond
What it means to be... Inside me... her eyes said to his... What he didn't understand as the beautiful woman of Arabian descent started to dance in front of him. Was she flirting or was there for the show? It's not every day that you get to go to India to travel and be called royalty, or maybe he was just someone who had a good bit of money.
By Shannon Cork6 years ago in Filthy
How my Dom found me. Part 2
When I sat in my car I was shaking. My face was flush and my heart was beating hard. What had just happened? Did I find someone who understood me than I understand myself? I just sat there and breathed deeply. I was so horny now. All that I could I think of was getting home and get my clit between my fingers and having an earth shaking orgasm. I put my seat belt on and plug my phone in when it suddenly signals a test message. “Slut, no touching the cunt until I tell you that you can!”. For fucks sakes. I hate that and yet…I’m soaked. Without thinking I type “yes Sir”. I put the car and drive and head home. I was so dazed and didn’t even remember driving home! I think I was still in subspace.
By A Trans Girl on Fire6 years ago in Filthy