Mallory was sitting on the couch with me while Abigail was with her friends. All of the sudden, Mallory said, "So, balloons, huh?" I said, "Yeah, what about them?" She said, "I don't know, you get more interesting as time goes on." I said, "You think it's interesting now?" She said, "Yeah, what is it about balloons that turn you on?" I said, "The w...
There was a strong chill in the night air. Not nearly as bad as it would have been back home in Colorado, but harsh just the same considering that only a few weeks ago the smallest amount of sunlight left you dashing for cover and thanking the air conditioning Gods. It was such a strong contrast for such a short amount of time. One day you are enjoying tiny...
"Oh, fuck. That's it bitch. Take that you cum guzzling little cunt," I cried. "I'm gonna ride that ass like it's Prom Night!" "Who's my little girl?" I asked sweetly. "You are...I hope you prepacked that ass with Vaseline because you're getting fucked!" I yelled into my headset. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, I fucked your mom," I said, replying to some kid halfway ar...
On arriving the following day, I was greeted by Abigail Courtney Baring who provided me with a tour of their sumptuous home and grounds as a pretext in meeting her eldest daughter, Nicole. We found her in the music room. It was a high-ceilinged room containing a grand piano and decorated with wall paintings of satyrs and nymphs romping through a garden, very...
Chapter 1 I entered my morning class a little late on Thursday and was surprised to see that Molly wasn't there. When she didn't show up by the time the class was over, I began to get a little concerned. She was normally very reliable and, so far, hadn't missed a class. It was nearly eleven thirty and I was still in my office when Molly walked in. I was re...
Abigail and I know that most of our married friends don't have the sort of open marriage that we enjoy. That does not, however, stop my horny wife from wanting to fuck all the husbands in our little social circle, and it certainly doesn't prevent them from wanting to fuck her. So we've worked out a very special arrangement which allows everyone to get exactl...
I'm back. Was very sick, but pulled through. Gotta finish this story and my series, so heaven (or hell) can wait, lol! No. Seriously, I had to go back and re-read from the beginning to get back into what was happening. Found a lot of errors and changed a bunch of stuff. I made GAbe less of a hot head so I guess (hopefully) you'll feel that change in his pers...
Author's Note:This is a sequel to "A Week On The Lake" and "Snowed In." A few of the characters in this story appear in the "Lucky Cable Guy" stories also. Readers of my previous stories will already be aware that sometimes my group sex scenes involve guys messing around with each other, "so if that doesn't seem like your particular brand of vodka, help your...
Author's note: Some parts of this Lovecraftian tale of cosmic horror will contain dark elements and non-consent. I'm eager for feedback, so please leave a comment. ***** Abigail drifted through a languid, amorphous space that seemed vast and dark everywhere except in her immediate vicinity. Her consciousness twisted and whirled in orbit around her naked, r...
Willard's Quarry St. George, Maine 1927 Abigail Kinealy rose from her slumberous state, and stretched her frame across the darkened parlor. For the third straight night she had fallen asleep upon the sofa listening to the entertaining stories of the radio crackle across the great expanse of space and time. Now only the sound of the pendulum swaying in the m...