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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
How my Dom found me.
It all started innocently. He sent me a quick note saying that he thought I was pretty and loved my confidence. I have never given much thought to messages on FetLife. Most of the time it’s just people that fetishize me. The compliments are nice but nothing really goes anywhere and to be honest they feel a bit weird. I much prefer to contact other people or to meet them myself. So, I asked him what interested him about me. I expected the same standard fetish answers but this time I didn’t get them. He simply said, "I like that you are confident and real.” Really? I had not heard that before and I was intrigued to hear more. I made sure that he understood that I am trans and he said he was very aware of that. So, we began discussions. Whenever I tried to turn the conversation to sex he would stop me. "I don’t want to hear about sex, girl.” I was taken aback. Every Dom that I had talked to went directly to sex. He now has my full attention.
By A Trans Girl on Fire6 years ago in Filthy
The Bodyguard
Leaving all their clothes in the living room, Watson and Chelsea made their way to Chelsea’s bedroom. As Chelsea pulled Watson through the apartment, he stared at her ass and noticed her own juices dripping down her leg from the orgasim she had given herself. His cum was covering her chest and tits where he had shot his load all over her. The thought that Chelsea wanted to continue what they were doing before cleaning herself off turned Watson on so much that even though he just came, he was already hard.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
Fallen Deep
I ran away, not sure where I was going everything just kept rerunning in my head. Between what Gun said earlier, and Bash. Not only my heart was dropping to the ground where Bash stepped on it and then rubbed it in my face. I had no one to talk so JubsJubs was my go-to spot, I used to tell Mo and Jerry not to drown their heart ache in liquor, but that was exactually what I was going to do now. Nothing else to regret in my life. To strong smell of bad breathe and smoke filled my nose as I opened the door seeing Mark the owner giving a wave then gesturing to him that I wanted and hot pot in my corner, it was something I got every time I came here, the drink was a mix of everything and strong as hell. Sitting down facing away from the crowd, I didn’t want to socialize, I didn’t want all the questions that would come after I opened my stupid mouth, and it was a good thing because Mark knew not to talk to me when I was in the state. Not the Jerry and Mo would understand those nosy assholes.
By Habby Grac6 years ago in Filthy
Hillary Reckoning is Coming
Tears fell down the young blonde's face because of the emotional pain that she's been through. However, it's over, love has broken her heart, and as soon as the packing was over. Vengeance would be Hillary Summers's focus and man; it was coming especially to the girl who did this.
By Rayna Quinns6 years ago in Filthy
The Bodyguard
6 MONTHS AGO Chelsea thought the idea of her having a bodyguard was ridiculous. She understood why her father hired one for her cocaine addicted sister, but she didn’t need one. She did enjoy going out to party with her friends in LA or Hollywood on the weekends, but other than that, Chelsea found herself more focused on finishing her Masters in Urban Planning. However, having the title of St. Peters alone was enough to cause trouble and after thinking about it, Chelsea was happy to have someone always watching out for her and keeping her safe, especially with her moving out of her parents Beverly Hills home into a condo all by herself.
By Jo. Schmidt6 years ago in Filthy
