Filthy Obsessions
They said it was just a phase.
A crush.
A mistake she’d forget by morning.
But obsessions don’t fade. They grow.
In Filthy Obsessions, lust doesn’t whisper, it grabs hair, rips buttons, and leaves bruises in its name.
These stories are not sweet. They’re soaked in sin.
A sex therapist who doesn’t use words to fix broken marriages.
A judge who sentences two sisters to submission, then joins them.
A father’s best friend who doesn’t just watch,he waits, dark and patient, until she begs for his cock.
An art professor who sketches her body in secret... then ruins her innocence on the altar.
These men aren’t heroes.
They’re cravings in human form.
And the women who fall for them?
They never recover.
If you’ve ever whispered “Daddy, begged for it, screamed through it, or touched yourself thinking, “What if…”
Filthy Obsessions was written for you.