This is an Entry in the Valentine Day Contest, please give it a good vote if you enjoyed the story! Abasiophilia - Wheelchair Sex on Valentine's Day Abasiophilia is defined as sexual arousal derived from viewing or sexually interacting with a person who has limited mobility, such as an individual wearing a cast or using crutches or in a wheelchair. ........
"Really Adam? If you don't move your ass, we're gonna miss our fucking flight." The simple solution would have been for Megan, my girlfriend of the past year and a half, to come back and help me with some of the luggage. Instead, she chose to bark orders while I pulled both our suitcases and lugged our carry-ons. Heaven forbid my princess break a nail. Her...
If you are new to my stories then they are somewhat of an acquired taste. I suggest read 'Betty' or 'October River Walk' before you start this one since it is a little bit longer and requires a little more investment. This one is hard, strictly adult only and quite frankly pretty horrific; enjoy. 1 I know it is supposed to be a joy-filled, happy, celebra...
"What about it?" I asked. "Well, you see, Mami needs a little money," she said, still stroking. "What? Can we not talk about this now?" I was getting close to cumming and in no mood for this. "Look, honey, your Mami has some big debts to pay, and she needs yours." Referring to herself in the third person wasn't giving her request any more weight, but it s...
Sorry for the delay! Enjoy the next 2 chapters. CH 5 "Keegan," Sabrina cooed, trying her best to sound seductive. She was leaning out of the bathroom's entryway and peering down the hall. Keegan's back was facing her and he was hard at work on his laptop. Venice lay silently beside his feet and Sabrina smirked at the sight. She tried not to bother him whi...
Fading light filtered through the window and into my eyes. I rolled over and snuggled deeper into bed. Bed? Dark blue sheets? These aren't mine... Not mine, but Mr. Bailey's. I glanced around at the sparse room. There was little more than the bed, a nightstand, a closet and a few pictures. A TV was mounted in the corner, a cable box neatly seated on the d...
Sorry for the delay loves. Working and school kind of nipped me in the arse. Please take pity as you read through if you find any errors. It's a bit more difficult editing it yourself. This goes out to the anonymous commenter about the whole Dylan and Kayla situation. Nope I'm not going to do that again. But I felt it was needed. Its like reading the back of...
On December third there will be a number of stories published in Loving Wives by authors far more talented than I am. The common theme will be the author's attempts to write stories about sharing a wife that is a bit off the beaten path. There's nothing unique under the sun, but maybe we can aspire instead to take the road less travelled. How each of the a...
I try to post something around the Fourth, to honor those who've served. Please let the length of this little tale be a testament to the respect that I have for all of you. This is a military Pilgrim's Progress, set in World War Two. It takes our hero on the fraught journey from youthful naïveté to adult capability via virtues that everybody in the military...
Part 1 -- Roses Are Red *Note -- this is part of a longer erotic series with a slow build. The following two chapters do not contain explicit sex. 10 They say the night before her execution, Catherine Howard stayed up all night in the Tower, rehearsing how to look ladylike when she knelt, and laid her head on the block. Divorced, beheaded, and died. Di...