This story is quite a long one, and it takes a while to get to the sex, but when you do there is quite a lot of it. It covers a lot of different acts, but does not get any more 'wild' than anal sex. The story could fit into many categories, but this is probably the best fit for it. The setting is Australia, and there are some references to the local 'Austral...
I was making a Caesar salad for dinner when the doorbell rang. I mumbled a curse, hoping it wasn't some salesman or Jehovah's Witness as we'd been getting a lot of both lately. A polite "no thanks, not interested" on my lips, I opened the front door and instead breathed "whoa" at the very attractive woman standing on my porch. "Hi!" she said, perky as she c...
NOTE: I decided, as an experiment, to write a gender-flipped version of my previously-published story "Private Eye." The plot is nearly the same, though I wrote new sex scenes appropriate for the gender-flipped characters. I hope you enjoy this experiment and this story! - PPF ***** Part One: Virgins Need Not Apply Andy sent me the Craigslist ad over Face...
1 I had been in my new house for two days and I still wasn't even remotely unpacked. Boxes still filled the small living room and half-unwrapped items littered every available surface. It looked like my small house had been hit by a tornado, but I hadn't felt like doing much of anything after the four day cross-country drive that I'd had to endure. And t...
She was drunk for the funeral. God knows there was no other way she was getting through it. She sat in the third pew, wedged against the wall, ignoring the whispers. There was a wake at the local pub afterwards. She did her best to avoid everyone, and instead focussed on drinking. Cyril had paid for one hell of a bar tab, and she wasn't the only one putting...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Miami, Florida Darkness had faded over the city with the evening hours closing in to give breath to the night life that was slowly awakening. When the sky had turned into pitch black, it was up for the light to...
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"Patrick, could you please go downstairs and bring up a case of peaches from the storeroom," the short haired Asian woman behind the counter asked. "I need two cans for Mrs. Velazquez." "Sure thing, Mrs. C," the blonde haired teenager said as he stopped stacking the shelf he was working on and headed for the basement stairs. Less than two minutes later, Pa...
Dedicated to everyone I've loved, past...and present No Absolution: February 1998 It’s quiet here. But then again, it’s supposed to be quiet. Cemeteries, even those in the heart of a city, tend to be full of silence. The sounds of the neighborhood – barking dogs, laughing children, even the traffic on the adjacent streets – are swallowed up by the silence...
Oh My God...have I died and gone to heaven? The girl, still wearing her school uniform, was stood on my front doorstep; the girl of my hot, illicit dreams. Given the age gap between us, many people would have said my fixation on her was a perversion, but I didn't think so! She spoke, but I was so taken aback by her being there that my brain didn't register...