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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.

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Now You've Done It, Levi Strauss!

A very bad day ends well.

I caught the eight-thirty, three hours later than my usual. The trains run every thirty minutes, and I’d been trying for the eight o’clock but missed it by three minutes; it had been that kind of day. Boring meetings that ran too long, cantankerous clients, computer glitches, grouchy staff – and I’d destroyed a brand new pair of hose, snagging them on a rough spot beneath the conference...Read On

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The Shopping Trip

Jayne gets more than she bargains for on a shopping trip

I had imagined bumping into him so many times. I’d played out the conversations and different situations, pictured what it would be like to actually see him in person for the first time in sixteen years. It would then frustrate me to think that we had spent so many years at school together, in such close proximity, yet I’d never really known he’d existed, or knew that he even knew who I was. ...Read On

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The Graduation Gift

My hand started to undo his pants and reached into his shorts to release his growing cock.

Over the last few weeks, at least one of my friends announced every day what their parents were getting them for their high school graduation present. The gift list included used cars, new cars, trips to Florida, trips to Mexico, and my best friend, Sarah was about to get handed the keys to her Uncle’s condo in midtown Manhattan for 18 months. Her Dad set a period of time that long, for her...Read On

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Hide and Seek

Faded jeans. Unadorned grey t-shirt. Blue sneakers. It wasn’t what she wore, but how she wore it. Her top cleaved to her body. I could tell she wore no bra. I could see the shape of her nipples. Her jeans were just as tight. I imagined her getting dressed, laying on her bed, grunting softly as she wiggled into them. Worn low, her top high, I could see a lovely expanse of flesh, her navel...Read On

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Rebound Sex

How do you mend a broken heart?

Miranda clutched at her chest for hundredth time that day. It was becoming an all too familiar habit since her boyfriend had walked out on her. Lewis had left without any real reason. One day he was there and they were in love: the next he was gone. She begged him to stay, begged him to just talk it out, but it fell on deaf ears. Lewis refused to talk. So for weeks now Miranda would feel...Read On

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Breathless

An unexpected moment of desire

I am sitting here, raking my fingers over the dashboard, trying to decide what to do. The unintelligible laughter of children playing down the street is a constant reminder of how exposed I am. My very presence here is a risk, and every minute I stay is another minute someone might notice me parked down the street from her home. Her husband and I don't know each other all that well. Oh, we...Read On

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Fifteen Shopping Days 'Till Christmas

Santa's hand slipped up the inside of my thigh. He had taken off his wooly mittens so he could caress the skin; my pussy pulsed into a low throb. But, just before he reached the apex--and with an enormous effort on my part--I moved a step away. I pretended to straighten an ornament on the fake Christmas tree. "Knock it off, Saint Nick," I said in a low, indulgent tone. "We still have four...Read On

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The Girl In Red Shorts

A Friday afternoon commute I'll never forget!

It was going to be another scorching day. It was a Friday and like every Friday we got to knock off early. I had planned to sit in my garden with a long glass of something and soak up the rays after anointing my skin with my factor ten thousand lotion. Being so blonde, I had to be careful but it was gearing up to be so hot, I had to rethink. The college had their week off for the late...Read On

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Sunday Morning Going Down

Syl Celebrates Ron’s Birthday at Church

Hi, I’m Sylvia; but my friends call me Syl. This past September my husband Ron’s birthday fell on a Sunday. I wanted to make the day especially memorable for him because it was his first birthday as a Daddy, since our baby had been born six months earlier. After giving birth, my libido had first subsided, but then returned more intensely than ever before. As usual, we prepared to go...Read On

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The Dirty Girl

for a certain english girl

I knew exactly three things about Astrid, besides her name of course. One. She was Swedish. If her name wasn’t enough of a hint, her height partnered with hair the color of wheat and blue eyes that put the sky to shame sealed the deal. Oh, and I should mention that her nearly impeccable English was colored by an obvious accent as well. Two. She was single. No, I didn’t ask. She...Read On

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Rye and Ginger

He held the tumbler of rye up to the moonlight. It had finally stopped raining and he was sitting on a chair in the kitchen, with the patio doors open. The fresh scent of summer that was drifting in did little to calm him. The whiskey was warming his blood, but he knew he needed to stop after this one. If not, it would have the opposite effect. He wanted to forget about that bitch of a wife...Read On

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Focused On Sex

A routine eye appointment has raunchy consequences

Milena's story My name is Milena and I work in a well-known chain of Opticians on the high street. When the manageress of our store suggested that we have a ‘wear what you want day’ I was excited. I’ve always been one for fancy dress. Then she added one or two caveats. We must be decent and not wear anything that brings the business into disrepute. Knowing me, that was a tall ask, but...Read On

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Something Old, Something New

A hen night with a difference

Louisa could barely hear herself think. Filling her lungs, she shouted over the clamour of banging doors and flushing toilets, “Maddie? You done yet?” No reply. Huffing impatiently, she faced the grimy mirror and finger combed the brunette curls tumbling beneath her headdress. Satisfied, she slipped a hand inside her Faux leather bodice and re-positioned her boobs. “What?” she barked...Read On

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Kibeho

Human connection in the aftermath of horror

I have never seen anything more orange than an African sunset. On that day, it was more surreal than any other, before or since. It was as if the entire sky seared with the bloodshed it reflected. The sun, however, too ashamed of what it had witnessed, was nowhere to be seen. It left the squalid landscape drenched in an unworldly monochrome. I had no other reason to hold my head up. ...Read On

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Pleasure On The 5.19

Public transport isn't so bad after all.

The low October sun beats down and illuminates the pages of the forgettable magazine that I am half heartedly reading. Honestly, every week I tell myself not to buy it and every week it reaches out and pulls me into its transparent charms. I guess like most girls of 21, I love a bit of celebrity trivia. The train I am sat on is making good time and barring a signal failure, or the wrong...Read On

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Do You Always Go Commando?

A prospective buyer views my parent's house and we end up having sex on their kitchen table.

It’s fascinating how something as simple as a family snapshot can suddenly bring back vivid memories of an event that makes your heart skip a beat. In my case it was a photograph of me standing next to my car that reminded me of a wonderful morning of horny sex with a gorgeous Italian guy on my parent’s big pine kitchen table. When I was at school I read several autobiographies and...Read On

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Not Your Typical Lush Chat

This Lush chat started out normal enough then things got freaky good

I'm new to Lush and, as such, I've gotten a flurry of friend requests, online messages and chat requests. I guess that's what happens when "fresh meat" arrives.   Everyone asks if my avatar is me and the answer is: "Yes, that's little ol' me, most of my best parts."   I've had several chats that have been memorable, but the one I'm about to relate was not your typical Lush chat. It falls...Read On

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Mardi Gras

Wife gets carried away with the passion of Mardi Gras and a masked stranger

My husband is the project manager for a large hotel chain, and is often sent away to exotic destinations to oversee the construction of luxury resorts. I’m usually left to fend for myself, but from time to time, he’ll bring me out towards the end of construction so that we can enjoy some time together. His current project is in Brazil, Rio no less, so I was ecstatic to get “the booty call”, as...Read On

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Some Lust

That feeling of lust is something that is rather hard to compare to other feelings. Some have delusionally compared it to love. Granted, that comparison can be made quite easily; after all, your heart races, you get butterflies in your stomach, your palms get a little sweaty and all you can think off is how you want that person. The big difference is, in my opinion, between two very...Read On

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The Mile High Club

A routine business trip turned out to be way more than routine - or all business!

I always hated flying. It's not that it scared me or made me sick, it's just that I thought it was a terrible waste of good working time. That time spent in the air and on layovers could be put to so much better use than just sitting there. I didn't mind trains, because you could actually get some work done on them - providing they weren't too crowded. Unfortunately, trains don't cross...Read On

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The Storm - Part 1

Ex I make the most of a heavy thunderstorm...

There was a heavy atmosphere that hung in the air as a storm raged throughout the evening. Aiden and I ran towards my house, which I shared with my mum. The deluge of rain ricocheted off our bodies. With the key in my wet hand I fumbled trying to get it in the lock. Eventually, the door flew open and we darted inside. There was a harmonious silence of relief to be inside and out of the rain....Read On

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Lace G-String

She wanted it bad... I gave it to her

I wonder what the reaction of you, as my reader, might be, knowing that this story is written in the same hour as the events it depicts. As I am writing this story I can still feel the cum oozing out of me. My groin is still damp with sweat from the coupling not a mere half hour ago. I think I reek of sex… fresh sex, urgent sex, satisfying sex, sex in the restroom of the coffee shop. My...Read On

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Tiny Tits, Tight Twat - another delivery

UPS guy returns for more pussy

It was Saturday morning and my cock was still remembering that red-haired pussy from yesterday. I jerked off in the shower, but that didn’t help much. Stroking my rod while I tried to watch TV was not soothing enough, either. Finally I got into my car and drove over to her house. She could only say no. Wearing civilian gym shorts and t-shirt, I held my UPS board in front of me as a shield...Read On

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The woman in Seat 11A

We met on a red-eye flight.

She occupied Seat 11A on the long, red-eye flight from San Diego to Pittsburgh, while I was in 11C and the seat between us was vacant. Twenty-five years later she still occupies my mind from time to time. The last words she spoke to me were, “I’ll never forget you.” Whether she has, I’ll not ever know but she remains burned into my memories like a brand into a hide. If someday Alzheimer’s...Read On

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Theories of Flight

At 32,000 feet, everyone has a different theory.

I have this theory about flight. I think there’s this great, cosmic deity. Not religious or anything, just cosmic, that moves planes through the sky like a small child moves toy cars. Everything’s fine as long as he’s interested. But one day, he’ll grow bored and let it fall to the earth or nosedive it into a mountain. So fuck flying. Right up its bitch ass. When Kelly suggested Hawaii...Read On

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The Doorbell Rang Once More

The doorbell rang. "Hello there, Penelope. It's been a while." "Oh, yes it has, Peter. I thought I should stop by. I know Esther wanted to talk about something. I hope I haven't missed her?" "Of course you missed her. She's on her way to her mother's house. Surely she told you that." "Well, yes. I suppose she did. I get so forgetful. But, how are you, Peter?" We had walked through...Read On

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Mr.Hottie And The Wedding

Going To A Wedding With Mr. Hottie

The sound of my phone is going off; it feels like its right in my ear. ‘Who the hell is calling me so damn early?!’ I growl to myself, as I roll over, not even looking at the screen and answer. “Who’s dead, or dying? This best be important.” “Good morning to you to, Sunshine.” I hear him chuckle, I can almost see his smile. I bolt right up and look at the time. Its 8:30 in the...Read On

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Red Eye Delight

The best flight of my life.

Business trips can be boring, tedious, and tiring. Especially the "red eye" flights. This one started out as they all have in the past. At least this time, I got upgraded to first class. Just a perk of having flown so many times. New York to LA was a long flight, but it would be fairly comfortable. I saw her as she was greeted by the flight attendant. She was conservatively dressed in a...Read On

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The Girl In The Yellow Dress

There’s nothing better than a chance meeting with a deviant woman.

It was the first time I laid eyes on her. It was in a pub and I was sitting on a high chair at a table drinking a pint of beer and waiting for my food.  I first saw her at 1:45 pm in the afternoon and the pub was about half full. She wore a yellow dress, covered in red rose petals and leaves that sprouted in all sorts of directions. An elasticated section covered the area of her breasts...Read On

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Good Morning Wake Up Call

Sometimes reality is better than a dream.

She smiled when her phone pinged with the familiar FaceTime chime. “Good morning.” “Good morning beautiful.” She giggled. “I wasn’t expecting to hear from you this morning. I thought you had an early meeting.” “It got pushed back an hour. So I seized the opportunity to see my favorite girl.  How are you this morning?” “Other than missing you, I’m fantastic.  The kids got up and off...Read On