After struggling to get his key to turn, Gary Abraham pulled angrily on the balky aluminum-clad door opening into the vestibule of his apartment building. He expelled an irritated sigh at the wonderful start to his evening. He was more than a little annoyed that he was forced by his pathetic economic circumstances to be stuck at home alone for another Friday...
Alyssa braced herself for the effort, and then stood up. She cradled her swollen tummy — and the life growing within — taking a moment to rest before heading to the door of her office. She pushed an errant lock of dark brunette hair away from her eyes and gathered up her purse. "Why didn't you wait for me to help you up?" Sarah asked. Her dark-h...
The darkness had fallen, descending on my favorite place in the world, Mercy Mental Hospital. Where the orderlies specialized in pain and pleasure, so sweet, that it would make women want to say they were crazy merely to enter. My name is Monica Gerald, the widowed wife of, Dr. Henry Gerald. It is sad to report, that after my illness, he died tied to a tree,...
Dylan Allen smiled when he walked in to The Smoking Dog and saw that his favourite seat was unoccupied. He hurried over to the table beside the open window and claimed it by placing the morning paper and a copy of Love is A Dog From Hell on it. Then he went to the counter to order a coffee. It was almost eleven o'clock on a Saturday morning. Dylan thought t...
My wife Brandi fits easily into the hot wife category. She's 5' 9" tall 115 pounds with 36d gummy bear implants that look and feel spectacular. Her pink silver dollar sized nipples protrude a half inch when she's aroused. She has a perfect sized tramp stamp above her tight peach of an ass. With her all over tan, killer legs, pouty cock sucker lips and long b...
Kevin reached for the keycard when his mother handed it to him, and fought the urge to grin. Her guilt trip had been working. After a month of insisting that he had to go on one last family vacation, because he would be going off to college and they were never going to see him, he was ready to cave. If she'd waited until he got home that evening instead of...
Dear readers, I apologize for the long delay for the finale of this story. Life often leaves us little time for the things we enjoy and my writing has certainly been the first victim on the list. However, after a long hiatus, I have finally finished. As far as a recap, I highly recommend reading the first three chapters, but I will be brief. Cassandra (Cass...
This is another story from Kelli, a female "collector" I met while posting my own journal entries. I'm sure you'll enjoy it. (A Note from Kelli: You should read "The First Time" first... otherwise some of this story might not make much sense to you. This is, in fact, a true story of my beginnings into the world of sexual fun and games. There are, of cours...
With a deck of playing cards in front of me, I dealt out each hand as it appears in the story. The challenge was to combine the participants based on the luck of the draw. This story includes male bisexuality in a group setting. The heat and the bugs drove the party back inside the cabin that still smelled like fresh paint. Sitting around the coffee table i...
This is the second chapter of the first of three separate, inter-related series of stories of Shane's life. The first set of stories is Dissolute: The Vanderbilt Years; the second is Abnegation; the third is Libidinous. Because of the way I am writing them, I have designed each series to more or less stand-alone and will not have too much interconnectivity...