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

Tiffany's Playhouse
CHAPTER ONE My skirt twirled in the breeze while the lace underneath rubbed my skin, creating soft electricity that ran through my body as I swayed back and forth, mindlessly listening to the music being played by an old man sitting on a public bench near the pier. His old guitar hung low as he sat hunched over picking the cords. Enjoying the night air that cooled the hot sands of the beach, I stood watching the other tourists mill aimlessly around, enjoying the same atmosphere that I was.
By Vivian Heart7 years ago in Filthy
The Sailor's Wife (Pt. 2)
A week passed and she missed him. She missed his cuddles. It was weird because it wasn't his kiss that she missed, it was his cuddles. She just wanted him to cuddle her. That was all. So when he asked if he and a friend could come over she didn't mind too much. At least she was able to see him. So that week he showed up with his friend and they stayed a couple of nights. She had a few glasses of wine since she had a stressful day at work. The friend went over to the 7-11 to get a drink or two.
By Alix Nicole7 years ago in Filthy
Justine (Chapter 5)
Sunrise and awakening are not merciful to the unfortunate. Refreshed as they are by sweet sleep, they find themselves cruelly thrust back into the world of their cruel miseries once more.
By Tom Baker7 years ago in Filthy
Touch It, Wax It, Lick It, Rub It Down!
According to the recent commentary about my blogs featuring Dr. X ("The XXX Therapist" & "In Need of a Woman's Touch"), she has become very popular. Comments like "I'm starting to rethink my career choices," and "I want to book an appointment with her" have been stacking up in my inbox/email, and I can't say that I'm mad at the sentiment. Based on my description of Dr. X, and what she does for a living, makes her the president of the pussy power club, as far as I'm concerned; I most certainly have a running appointment with her, with or without insurance. She would certainly be worth the out of pocket cost. When I was writing about Dr. X I sort of felt like I was her... in my mind... or I could be her in real life.
By Kai Storm7 years ago in Filthy
The Sailor's Wife (Pt. 1)
*Just want to stress that this is purely fiction and using creative license and freedom purely for writing and entertainment purposes. And no, it is not based on me, I am not that type of girl.*
By Alix Nicole7 years ago in Filthy
For the Love of a Demon - Ep. 6
It was deep into the night when the portal opened close to the cottage. The demon forms of Malphas and Louisa stepped through, and Louisa promptly threw up. Malphas held her hand, steadying her until the retching passed.
By Lorelei_Sands7 years ago in Filthy
In Need of a Woman's Touch!
Anything that's described as "therapeutic" should be dealt with in a serious manner; therefore, when discussing the subject, it should be treated with a level of sensitivity and support. While reading this blog, you might be thinking that I'm making light of the subject by making it sexual and fantasy like... well, that's only half true. I am using a serious subject in a creative way but not to make light; my main purpose is to open up the discussion, to continuously engage and to free the minds of any constraints. If we talk, we can reveal, learn and create situations that bring on the best orgasms. Release is the name of the game, and we all deserve a good one! In my last blog called The XXX Therapist, there was a discussion about a couple and their sexual health. In this blog, the therapist is back and discussing one patient; a woman who recently had a fantasy come to real life and now she can't let it go.
By Kai Storm7 years ago in Filthy
For the Love of a Demon Ep. 5
After being warned by Ciel to be more careful, and much quieter, while in London, Sebastian and Louisa try to get some alone time together on the roof of the London Residence. Unfortunately, they are interrupted by reaper Grell Sutcliffe; the flamboyant reaper is less than impressed that Sebastian has chosen a girl over him. With the mood well and truly ruined, the pair return to Louisa's room and explore ways of staying quiet.
By Lorelei_Sands7 years ago in Filthy
Purest Alabaster
The pines are tall, whispering high above us in the chilly night air. The moon had become our best friend, thousands of miles away from any civilization...
By Niki Murray7 years ago in Filthy
More Than Friends: Night Three (2)
TJ/Taylor T.J. I know I should leave. Chloe’s wants radiate through our conversation. She wants more, a relationship, a commitment. I want those too, but my heart is still bruised. My emotions are tender, they limp instead of skip, dance, or sing.
By Asrai Devin7 years ago in Filthy
Fun on the Phone
You've called this line a dozen times before, but you've never gotten off the way that you wanted to. It was a basic "dating" phone line, but as you've been using it, you noticed that almost every guy was looking to talk dirty. No one was interested in actually going on a date. Well, neither were you. At best, you were looking for that perfect voice that said the right things to send you into orgasmic bliss.
By D. Lynn7 years ago in Filthy
Harrison Pt. 2
Part two He entered inside me slowly. It hurt at first seeing as how I hadn’t had sex in a while. He groaned in ecstasy at how tight I was around his shaft and started to move. I bit down on my scream. He was too big, I couldn’t take it.
By Peachesapplesamcat7 years ago in Filthy