Fiction

Holiday Whores. When I flew off with my mate Richard for a week in the sun we soon found most of what we’d come for: sun, sand and booze. But by the time our our holiday was fast coming to an end we were still lacking the one thing a pair of randy twenty seven year olds wanted most – sex. We’d hung around the right beaches and bars, but the closest we’d come to naked female flesh had been the strippers in the local striptease bars. Then on our last but one day it happened. Richard and I were sitting...

PLAYTIME – CHAP. I – A New Beginning I was an evening person, and my husband John was morning; I walked for exercise, he ran 10Ks; I could easily spend two hours in the bathroom at night, and being a man, he’d take ten minutes; I preferred Rod Stewart, he got off on old country and 1950s rockabilly. He didn’t want sex much anymore with me. Honey, I need a poke tonight, I’d say once every three weeks or so when I was getting bloated and crampy. He’d do it, but I always knew it was going to be another three...

Chapter 56: Battle on the Beach A/N: Get ready for some more action… Read, Review, Enjoy! "We have to go back, you know that don’t you?" Fred asked as soon as he and Luna arrived at the Shrieking Shack. "Perhaps we should make sure you can walk first, I’ve just called Drake to come out here… I showed him the secret way in his head, he’s running over here at top speed I promise." She replied, helping him to sit on the couch and looking him over carefully. "Besides, I promised Harry ten minutes and it’s barely been one." "I don’t...

Its Tuesday night, my 23 year old sister is out on her hen night, she’s marrying Tony on Saturday, they have a home to move into when they return from their honeymoon, dad, being into property development got the house cheep at the auctions and for the last year we’ve been fixing it up, he was giving it her as a wedding present, but she suggested he keep it in his name. I’m Philip, 19 years old, I left school at 15, with no qualifications, and started working for dad in his business, since leaving school I have took a building...

My name is Matthew and I am 11 years old. My best friend is Kyle. We learned about the joys of sex a few months ago. And tody we were very horny. “ Hey kyle do you ever wnt to try sex”? “Yeah today I'm especially horny”. For the past weeks we jacked off to our crush Kyara. We imagine her making out with her friend cherrymae. But I dont want to have sex with Kyle. I'm not gay. Nor is Kyle. So we got our bags and went to school. Kyara went up to us and said hey do you...

Ranchland - Chapter 9 Amy woke to an empty bed, and a hidden fear snaked through her dawning consciousness. She’d gotten used to waking every morning to the warmth of her uncle Ben’s body caressing and pleasuring her, sensuously introducing her to the new day. This morning though, he wasn’t behind her, holding her close to him as he filled her with his massive masculinity, or luxuriously lapping at her own femininity. She felt alone and deserted, and a wave of panic swept over her. “Ben?” she called out. “Where are you, Meat-Ball?” There was an eerie silence that permeated the...

Friday Night and Wednesday Morning It was still early (8.30ish) on Friday night and my friend Julia and I were about to leave the Centurian Bar near the railway station in Newcastle when a male voice called to me; “Nice jeans, what make are they?” Stunned; I stopped in my tracks and fingered the spangly logo on the back pocket. “Victoria Beckham,” I replied as I looked up to see the voice belonged to a chubby thuggish looking bloke wearing a peach coloured CP Company polo shirt, “Why?” “They make your arse look bloody sexy!” He shouted and his boisterous friends...

It was definitely getting colder as the evening darkened around us, and we walked with our arms around each other's waists as we made out way back to the campus dormitory where she lived. I wanted to ask her what she was feeling about what we had just done, but I had the sense that she didn't want to discuss it, was perhaps ashamed of her part in it. So we talked of other things, as if we were still just two people who had gone on a slightly romantic walk. As we got closer to her building, though, she began...

Note from the author: I am not a new writer; however, I am a new writer on this website. This is the first story I am posting and I am hoping to post more sequels to this story. If you have any suggestions on writing tips so that my future stories can be even better than this, then please send me a PRIVATE message. I love getting feedback, good or bad. It's about 4,000 words, so I hope that's not too long. Anyway, let's begin with the story proper, shall we! Enjoy! The Pleasure of Friendship Megan awoke early in the...

It was the summer of ‘69. My wife had been bitten by a scorpion while working out in her garden and had been hospitalized for a week. This undoubtedly had put a halt to our plans for that weekend and it had our fourteen-year-old sulking. She’d been looking forward to that trip for months and was walking on clouds in her anticipation. To her, the thought of flying for the first time was exotic in itself. She was devastated to seeing her dreams of escaping the rustic countryside on uncertain suspension. The first two days went pretty much as expected, early...