Mentally Ill Stories

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Polyamory or Swing: Same or Different?

by bo gun on Sep 15, 2017
Reviews & Essays

First let me state, that the following views are my own opinions. Opinions based on research I have gathered online, from lifestyle people, my own experiences, and other sources. My intentions are not to slight any lifestyle choice. This is just my attempt to share some of the pertinent information I have found. My position in the lifestyle gives me the oppo...

How I Met Jacky

by Standinboi on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The concert was starting in about an hour. I'd been waiting for this for about a month now. You see with all the stress of college, work, and recently loosing my girlfriend this was something that I really felt I needed. That and sex. As you can figure having no girlfriend meant that the more than daily co-ed college sex I was used to was recently suspended....

Virgin Blood in the Boneyard Pt. 01

by QueenPersephone on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Horror

Anya sat on an aged marble tomb, reading Finnegan's Wake - Joyce's great death prose - and sketching and scribbling ideas into her black leather bound journal. She had just turned eighteen and she spent most of her nights in the local cemetery, often alone, listening and waiting. She only wore black - tonight, a black velvet and lace long-sleeved dress that...

Mistress Sage

by justincbenedict on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Manfred Wettington watched Sage leaving her apartment, holding hands with Figgins Clarke, her balding, geeky fiancée. Manny didn't know Fig well, but in the few conversations he'd had with Sage while they were walking their dogs in the front of the building where she was his tenant, he'd learned that Fig was "intelligent and talented" and was a Computation...

Talking Dirty (BDSM)

by Dr_Vril on Sep 13, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

The gent had spent the previous night on a BDSM site whose presentation was purposeful and crude, a blocky and forbidding combination of red lettering and black backdrop with a hint of gothic effect. He couldn't recollect doing so with any clarity and was surprised at how functional and productive he had been. The gent looked at the profile he had set up for...

In the House of Spite Ch. 12

by DreamerByTheDiamonds on Jan 22, 2020
NonHuman

Pearl could've sworn the woman she saw in the Food Lion parking lot was that Karen from long ago, that Karen with the wild child and self-entitled attitude. When that Karen met Pearl's eyes, she visibly cringed, tugged her child's arm, and hurried to get into her vehicle. Pearl liked to think Karen was afraid of her, but honestly Pearl knew she wasn't part...

Hiking in the Reserve

by Ashson on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Carol and Julia were taking a hike in a nature reserve. Not that they were taking a long hike. For that matter, they weren't even going very far from home. There was a large area of parkland near them. To save a buck the town had just let it stay as natural bush and called it a flora reserve. There were a few paths through the park but not many people bother...

Simon Says Revenge Ch. 01

by SevMax2 on Jul 14, 2020
Non-Erotic

This is my version of an ending to the story "Danielle's Revenge" by Damon X. While the version by FinishTheDamnStory had its own appeal, I found the idea of criminal prosecution of the wife and her partner-in-crime to be far more satisfying myself. My wrists chafed at my bonds in the darkness, even as I wondered how the fuck I was gonna get free. Then aga...

Paid Volunteer Wanted

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Horror

The help wanted ad read: Paid Volunteer Wanted. Paid volunteer wanted for a sex research study but the ad was very specific. We need only one man who is Caucasian, between 5'7 to 5'9, and approximately 140 to 160 pounds. No one of any other description will be considered. At the end of your one hour session, you will receive a one-of-a-kind ring worth $10,0...

To Love Another

by kellycummings on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

His fingers ran over the small amber bottle as if he were caressing it. He felt along the white lid and the edge of the label. A corner of the label had started coming up and he teased it with his thumb, pulling it up even more. The lid had tiny smudges along it’s grooved edge, a testament to the countless times it had been opened and closed. He admired the...