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PurdyPeaches
12 hours ago
Straight Female
United States

Stories

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Dirt On Her Boots

Country girls do it better.

I had a type—stilettos paired with a body poured into a black dress. Then, I see her redefining sexy with her ass shaping those jeans. Her muddy boots have me climbing into her rusty red ride. This one likes getting dirty! “You better hang onto somethin’,...

Spring Comes

You’re never too old to begin again.

It’s Easter; a day for beginnings. We’d both fallen dormant in the winter of our spouses’ deaths. But what’s frozen can bloom again. I sit beside her on the bench, offering a bouquet of dandelions. She giggles like a young school girl, then quiets. “I don...

A Special Kiss For Ellie

When a man hurts a woman, it’s always the next man who’s left picking up the pieces.

I frowned upon finding the chair taken — my chair, the leather highback I occupied every day at noon in a particularly secluded bookstore nook. What she was reading captivated her, so she didn’t notice my presence until I sat in the much-less-comfortable,...

My love, I crave a kiss from your sweet lips, While you sleep, lain bare, A taste nothing can eclipse. Steal it, do I dare? For nether lips’ scent doth ensnare. You stir as seeking fingertips Touch beauty quite rare, While tracing the curve of your hips,...

When Ravens Die

What happens when the balance of power is abruptly disrupted?

Deep within a forest in Romania… The Carpathian mountains rising above the dark green silhouettes of the three-hundred-year-old trees were no match for the splendour of the castle, protected within the virgin forest. On its intricately carved balcony, a y...

Helen’s Humps

Beauty comes in all shapes and sizes.

I wake spurting, desperately clinging to dissipating visions of her pillowy breasts sandwiching my cock. Last night she’d approached me at the bar. Helen. The seam of her clingy leggings disappeared between her southern orbs, saying, “Fuck you,” to those...

Not All Angels Wear White

Twirling snowflakes whispered, leading her to him…

She looked past the tattered clothes and scruffy face of the man hovering over the trashcan fire. In his eyes, far from vacant, she saw what others had missed — value. Words flowed from crimson lips. “I choose you this Christmas Eve.” He found sustenance...