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

Different Expectations
Nathan hadn’t had much luck in the dating department lately. It had been a few weeks since he’d been out, so when Amber agreed to meet up for a lunch “date“, he jumped at the opportunity. He knew from past efforts that a lunch date didn’t necessarily bode well for the future, but he didn’t care.
By thWrtr9 months ago in Filthy
Just Swipe Right
When I started online dating, I had already heard plenty of horror stories. Most of my friends and colleagues told me they hated it, the very idea of it. The window shopping of the whole thing. They despised the apps and wanted to throw their phones into the ocean for all the good the swiping did them.
By thWrtr9 months ago in Filthy
A Good Sweat; Chapter One: Behind The Gym
“That’s it,” my instructor said as I lifted the bar one more time. “And good!” I sat upright and smiled. It was a personal best.
By Alexander Martin9 months ago in Filthy
Charles’s Adventures
“Charles!” my wife, Amrah, shouted. “What!” I responded. “You didn’t put out the trash again!” “Fuck!” I yelled as I ran down the stairs.
By Alexander Martin9 months ago in Filthy
Thanks for Sharing. Content Warning.
The seven o'clock Narcotics Anonymous meeting is loud as everyone takes turns introducing themselves by first name only, identifying as addicts and alcoholics. The room reverberates with the monotonous introductions. It’s supposed to be a safe space, the place where we lay our cards down, spill the bullshit we’ve built our lives on. But all I can hear is Jerome’s voice, low, murmuring in my ear just before I slip away from the group.
By Stephanie Wright9 months ago in Filthy
A Trench Coat Surprise. Content Warning.
"You think that's sexy?" Ben looked up from the stack of papers he was grading, eyes glancing back down at the magazine that sat between them on the kitchen table, before he looked into his girlfriend's eyes. "I mean, yeah? You don't?"
By thWrtr9 months ago in Filthy
The Dance. Content Warning.
After a few months of dating, we settled into a routine. He knew he didn’t have to, but he still text me before he was on his way over. More often than not he’d even ask if it was okay. I always told him it was, even teased him about it more often than not, but it was endearing.
By thWrtr9 months ago in Filthy
Keep Playing. Content Warning.
During our first date, as we sat at a small table in a bustling pizza place, I randomly brought up that I play video games. She had smiled at me in a way that I would grow to recognize as an indicator she thought I was adorable, albeit misguided for one reason or another, but still adorable, and then changed the subject.
By thWrtr9 months ago in Filthy
Recall. Content Warning.
I wake up the same way I have for the last three months, on the mornings I was lucky enough to get any sleep at all the night before. With a memory. Not a dream —I don’t remember my dreams anymore— but a recollection of how my days used to start so often.
By thWrtr9 months ago in Filthy
This Tiny Thing Is a Massive Predictor of Divorce, According to an Expert
I’m now a 33-year-old woman living in the suburbs. Setting up a birdhouse outside my home office window is a rite of passage.
By Olivia Chastity9 months ago in Filthy
A Woman’s Response To My Article Further Shows Why Men Aren’t Honest With Them
I wrote a blog recently called “22 ‘Honest’ Thoughts Men Don’t Share With Their Women” where I shared a list of things men often think but choose to keep to themselves for the sake of their relationships.
By Olivia Chastity9 months ago in Filthy
Dear Men: Do You Owe Your Partner Hotness? What Does She Owe You?
I was around 35 when I started to see frequent anonymous posts in the mom’s groups that sounded like… “My husband has checked out of how he looks and I am struggling. The weight in his belly and stamina loss also changed our sex life. He has a lot of back issues, gets winded easily and he’s started to slouch over from desk work I guess. Since he started working from home he’s also mostly in old t-shirts and cargo shorts. Sometimes I throw them out because the arm pits are stained. He’s lost his hair, which I think he feels bad about so he’s not really been open to going to a better hair dresser and he started avoiding getting his hair cut. What I feel so guilty about is that I notice myself checking out the men at work who dress well and work out some. I knew we would age. I know all men go bald at some point. I guess I didn’t think 40 would look like this for him — it feels like he has quit.
By Olivia Chastity9 months ago in Filthy