Quickie sex, quickies or "having a quickie", all refer to a brief or spontaneous episode of sexual activity, with the couple finishing it in a very short amount of time.
A quickie does not require full copulation, it may be limited to oral sex or mutual masturbation. Generally a couple will skip foreplay as the urgency of the situation dictates a speedy finish.
Quickie sex stories are also referred to as short sex stories, where the plot is normally quite scant, and the characters are thrust into the action almost from the word go.
It was dark outside as I sat waiting for the train to arrive. The air was cool, and the breeze felt nice against my skin. I had been working hard at my job all day, and the heat had been unbearable. My long, blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and...
Me and Jane step out into the rainy evening in the driveway in front of a large, modern mansion and rush to the front door. We’ve been invited to dinner which several of our couple-friends will also attend. The sweet and caring Nicole, also the host of th...
For the next week, Joolz played it cool, ignoring Andy’s increasingly desperate attempts to get her alone. The memory of Joolz flashing her boobs at him and giving him the most incredible blowjob of his teenage life filled his waking moments. Every time h...
Based on a true story... Sian was at home, alone. She had been out the night before with her uni friends and was feeling a little worse for wear. It was one of those lingering, long hangovers you only get from a messy night out. It was late evening now, a...
The air in the Hawthorne residence was thick with sexual tension as Jack Hawthorne descended the stairs. He stopped abruptly in the doorway of the kitchen, his breath catching in his throat as he beheld the sensual sight before him. His wife, Jill, a volu...
I hate flying. Not because I'm fearful of a crash, but because I suffer every time with the annoying popping in my ears from the rapid changes in pressure, and I'm trapped inside the cabin with a mixed bag of humanity. Fortunately, most of that bag was se...
It was dark outside as I sat waiting for the train to arrive. The air was cool, and the breeze felt nice against my skin. I had been working hard at my job all day, and the heat had been unbearable. My long, blonde hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and...
His name, I knew, was William, and he wanted to fuck me. It was the first time we’d ever met, no words had been exchanged between us, but his doe-brown eyes spoke words of torrid lust in their gaze. The fact that his jaw dropped, his tongue snaked over hi...
I woke from a dream I could only vaguely recall, but it left me aroused and aching to come. If my husband had still been in bed with me, I would have drawn him from sleep with kisses and caresses, making it clear I was in the mood for morning sex. But Wad...
‘Okay, I think we’re done,’ Caitlin said, pressing the stop button on her treadmill and looking over at her friend. Sara was already leaning on the control panel of her machine, her feet on the sides letting the track run between her legs. Caitlin laughed...
I was leaning over the bookings diary, set on the bar counter before me and contemplating the various make-work jobs I could invent to keep myself and the staff on tonight's roster busy throughout what was certain to be another dead Wednesday night in The...
About three weeks after my last meeting with Katy and Tom in the hotel, I found myself in the kitchen working on a broken kitchen cupboard. The hinge had simply broken and, still in my Levis and T-shirt, I headed out to the nearest home hardware store in...
The curve of her elegant neck and the sweep of her waist and hips where they met her gorgeous behind was almost breathtaking. She looked ravishing as always, the plunging line of her backless dress just short of revealing the two dimples on either side of...
Jen and her husband Bill had been married for five years. They had dated for three and had gotten married. They were both twenty eight years old. About a year ago they had started trying to have children but nothing yet. One of their married friends said...
Jake stood in the middle of a bar, the front of his shirt soaked in beer, pondering How on earth did I get here? Then his arms shot forward like pistons, burying his hands into the chest of the braying jackass in front of him. That’s when all hell broke l...
My eyes pop open when he shifts and sighs under me. Raising my cheek from his sticky chest, I peer at the clock. Barely thirty minutes have passed since we laid down for a nap after work, twenty or so since my spit-slicked hands caressed his cock to a spu...
