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Erotic, romantic, and sexy fiction for the Filthy community.
An Imperfect Union. Content Warning.
Russ tried to keep his knees from shaking as he looked out onto the harbor at Galveston Bay. Ships at this time of day appeared as sleeping hogs with inactive tugboats resembling piglets, resting in residues of their excrement and discarded slop. Men and machine sneak on top of the water, looking for the open ocean and escape. They hide themselves among the pilings, then dart out to the freedom of the sea, only to be caught by the hands of waves and roughly slapped back.
By Mindy Reed2 years ago in Filthy
The Night Moves
It happened so suddenly. At least that’s how it felt. My heart was racing as Jordan slid his hands up my sides and lingered on my breasts. What would my husband think of this man touching me like this? What did I think about some woman touching Kevin? Touching his dick, putting her mouth on it, and eventually draining him dry?
By Aaron Thompson2 years ago in Filthy
Weekly Rituals
Every Saturday at 11 a.m. sharp, I dress in my sexiest lingerie and outfit to meet my three best friends for our weekly date. I have a proclivity and need to get off every Saturday with one of my friends. Each week, we randomly choose our partners, but to be honest, my favorite is Marissa.
By Lola Sense2 years ago in Filthy
Porn Again, A Novel-Part Eight
CONTINUED FROM PART SEVEN... The joint blazed softly as Candy took another hit from it, perfuming her mental state as well as the room in subtle tones of the finest sativa blend Marcus’ connections in California could supply. She had to give it to him; he knew exactly how to re-introduce her to things she hadn’t experienced since college. His presence, swagger, and confidence gave her a buzz that rivaled the marijuana, she blew smoke down on his fully erect cock before sucking him slowly in between subtle bites. Passing the joint to him as he reclined back on the bed, she continued taking in her newfound communion, licking, stroking, and sucking every veiny inch of him…forcing him to submit. She could feel him twitching and moaning with every stroke. They’d been at it for over an hour, evident by half-burned candles along with sheets strewn about and haphazard. The room filled with the aroma of lust and marijuana smoke; she needed this release to burn away all the repressed anguish from earlier.
By lazarusInfinity2 years ago in Filthy
Smut Page 101 - magazine hot story
Selina rarely ever wore make up, so when she was sitting in front of her vanity carefully applying her eyeshadow and lipstick, the gods above knew where she was going and what she was looking for. She was like a hungry tiger looking for some soul food after a starvation period that went on far too long for a broken heart after a break-up. She carefully looked at herself in the mirror. Her flaming red locks were curled at the bottom at her shoulders. Her hot maroon lipstick had been applied perfectly to her plump lips. Her violent green eyes sparkled as if she was a teenager kissing a boy for the first time. She smiled into the mirror, happy with her appearance.
By Shanon Angermeyer Norman2 years ago in Filthy
Babysitter Gets Caught
Brandy grabbed a second throw pillow and stacked it behind her on the arm of the sofa. She put her feet on the plush seat near her butt, with enough space between her thighs for her hand to slip up under her skirt. The skirt that would be around her waist in a moment.
By Asrai Devin2 years ago in Filthy
