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Paris Bookstore Gangbang

Night in a Paris adult bookstore

Cindi, my fiancée, and I were in Paris on a business/pleasure trip the night I stumbled upon the adult book/video store. After a day of business meetings, I wanted to stretch my legs and see what Paris had to offer, but Cindi begged off. "I don't feel lik...

Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline goes back to 19th century Paris to look for the painter Degas

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop. “Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?” Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him. “The pompous bitch basically told me to st...

Paris Blues

Young man finds language difficulties in a relationship

Mike’s final forceful thrust sent Fleurette’s squeal of orgasmic rapture soaring into the Parisian night. Mike, fingers skimming warm breasts, eased her weight off him. Despite his basic French, she had to know. “C’est fini,” he growled. “Mais pourquoi?”...

Our bodies perfuming and warming the near dark of your room with our afterglow. We were watching a movie we'd seen countless times, the one where an old flame promises that they'll always have Paris. We were already making love before the end. The screen...

A Memoir of Paris: Prologue

My affairs during the Crazy Years

I celebrated my first manuscript by fucking my first French Communist. It was France during the Crazy Years, the Années Folles. American writers surged into Paris. It was Prohibition in America; I arrived to enjoy the cafes and French culture after the Fi...

Drive In

She wanted to become Anna and walk the streets of Paris but all she had was a boy and a drive-in.

It was deep in summer now and the katydids sang every night, it seemed.  The air was thick and humid on the night.  The coolness only came to the earth in the late hours of early morn.  Often, a faint, gentle fog would settle along the ground of the drive...

How I Came To Be Me Part 2 Paris

A young woman gains confidence through her mother's lover

I'd been working out religiously for four months, eating better, feeling good about myself. I could feel and see the changes in my body as did others. I wasn't the plain girl next door anymore. I was fit and becoming more confident. People complimented me...

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Fucking My Sister-In-Law

A heat wave in Paris leads to an unforgettable night.

My wife, Jen has four terribly good-looking sisters, but I guess one of them stands out: Shannon. Their ancestors are Japanese, I think on her dad’s side, and of all of them, it was Shannon who kept those Asian facial traits. Shannon is the fourth sister,...

From Paris with Love!

That one fateful day came back with a bang

Built upon an everlasting loveOf a billion dreamsThat someday will come trueFor a future of being with you. To the start of a new beginningsFor the story of how we fell in loveOn that one fateful dayFour seasons ago. Amongst the autumnal coloursOf oranges...

The Sculptor And His Muse - Part Two

We kiss like we are starving and our only sustenance is each other.

Friday December 9th 1910 A little after 2pm. Paris I step outside into the alleyway. Lifting my head to the dark and cloudy sky, the now heavy snow hits me in the face like tiny needles. It confirms my awareness. The wind forming a sideways funnel of icy...

Room Serviced

A birthday surprise delivered from Paris - featuring Annette Bishop, Hottie Extraordinaire!

There was a birthday coming up and Annette Bishop wanted it to be special. Normally, a birthday celebration might involve a special dinner, a trip to a club, or some other festive activities but this year, she was on the road in Paris. She would have to c...

I undressed you with my eyes And we made love above the Rue Cremieux Your lips tasting of wine and cheese Fingertips trailing down your arm Feet never touching the ground Your hand capturing mine Before I was lost on the autumn breeze And again in the sha...