Ford Key Less Stories

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Late Night Appointment

by pandsal on Sep 1, 2017
Group Sex

When Laura Ford-Ramsey removed her coat and handed it to Karen, it was no surprise that underneath she wore only bra and knickers, suspender belt, stockings and high heels. Mrs Ford-Ramsey had been a client at Valentino for more than a year and for most of that time it had been her custom to arrive for her fortnightly beauty treatment semi-undressed. She kne...

One-Night Stand Ch. 02

by LL72 on Sep 12, 2017
Mature

I don't own any of the characters of Desperate Housewives. They belong to Marc Cherry. I'm only borrowing them... ***** "Hilarious," Bree van de Kamp gave a delicate laugh and let her fingers move to the young man's arm at the table beside her, positioning them casually just above his wrist and stroking gently through the soft dark hair that covered the yo...

Sex Lies and Lamborghinis Ch. 04

by aussie_101 on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

I simply couldn't wait to see what was waiting in the other four berths of Mick's secret little storage shed – who knew what delicious delights he had in store for me, squirreled away from the world, the proceeds of a lottery win that he had deliberately and determinedly kept hidden from his wife and family. Such a naughty boy, our Mick. But wait I did, if...

Erotic Hitchhiker's Guide Ch. 03

by diggypop on Sep 15, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Arthur's day was not going especially well. This in spite of the fact that he'd had sex twice and met a girl who was turning out to be rather nice, all things considered. Of course, he'd also 1) been accused of financial malfeasance (by the very girl who was now keen to bestow sexual favors on him); 2) lost his home planet (a quaint carbon-heavy sphere known...

Failing to Hold On

by JimBob44 on Mar 26, 2019
Loving Wives

Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. *.*.*.* "What? We're just friends. Nothing is going to happen. It's just, I mean, really, like you'd ever be able affor...

Ebb Tide Ch. 01

by FinalStand on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Ebb tide: The period between high water and the succeeding low water. This tale is an espionage fantasy under assault by reality. The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing to him. He is not comp...

The Tides Of War Pt. 13

by RobinLane on Sep 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 48 At an Officers Call back at the Crater, David addressed them. "Well gentlemen, we have done as much as we can to prepare. We hold strong positions, in that the enemy will find it difficult to climb the flood banks in front of them. Our only weakness is if they get behind us. Their artillery could be a problem but if they are like the needle gu...

Professors Obsession

by secretshy16 on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Dr. Terry Ford was not looking forward to a new semester. He really didn't like all of the students who don't pay attention because they were required to take this class for general education requirements. It was 10:50 in the morning (almost lunch). Who chooses to take a class during lunch time anyways? Dr. Ford was waiting for students to arrive but they we...

Erotic Hitchhiker's Guide

by diggypop on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

In the backwaters of the Milky Way galaxy, there's resides, or rather resided, a small blue-green planet whose inhabitants were so amazingly primitive that they still relied on their external genitalia for sexual satiation. This created no end of problems for them. Around half the members of the dominant species of the planet found that they couldn't have n...

Nasty in the Van

by shes_gotta_have_it on Sep 19, 2017
Interracial Love

I want you to see me do this. Saturday night, near midnight. A storefront business in the ghetto. Music plays low from behind the counter, some eighties rap song. They're all looking at me. I look like a total whore. This is the intended effect, but I am embarrassed, and try to cover by acting aloof. This is stupid, counterproductive. This is why I'm standi...