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...
Sometimes things once perceived as a thing of beauty are allowed into our lives; sometimes, like Fallopia Japonica: 'Japanese Knotweed' they can quickly overrun a situation-and take control. He had managed to escape the humdrum, rat-race office life of Banking and Stocks; after 30 years in which the stress had nearly killed him, he had taken advantage of re...
Note to readers, this chapter contains gays sex, so any of you who are awkward with that, you have been warned ;) ............................................. Lilith snuggled closer to the warm body beside her. His blond hair stuck to his back, as perspiration continued to trickle from his skin. I did that, she thought merrily to herself. Her fingers ra...
I protected my younger brother his entire childhood. I thought that would change when we got to be adults but it didn't. In fact the most important protection I ever gave my brother was after he'd married. I'm Will Grimes, thirty years old at the most critical point of this tale. My brother Jimmy is two years younger. I was always big and strong for my age...
Abigail wanted to see me use another musical instrument as a sex toy. This time it's the Oboe. I'm not sure how well that would work out since the Oboe has a smaller bell than the Clarinet has, so I don't know how I would fit my penis inside that instrument. Trying to get this instrument would be tricky. This girl, named Lorrie, is the only girl in band cla...