I shook the last few drops of digested beer off the end of my penis and looked over at the litter box again. Against the wall between the toilet and vanity sat a low-sided, litter-filled, plastic tray that must have been about four feet in length. The granules looked slightly used, but instead of paw prints on the surface, there were large indentations and s...
This is a work of fiction, based on no true experiences or actual people. ** The Happy Ending 11 - Raina and Gil, Michele and Michael, Ami Meets Barry, New Guy Brad ** Raina showed up bright and early for her first day full time at Foothill Therapy, excited about that; but a little apprehensive about taking on Gil Cyrus for LSR therapy. She had noticed hi...
PART I The newspaper was filled with the usual drama of the overnight affairs of the world and advertisers shouted out their customary diatribe of clichés. But deep in the classifieds section, a small ad caught her eye. A local company with an international base was looking for nurses. They were particularly interested in candidates who had practical experi...
Chapter 31 Thursday Treat On Monday at lunch Serge announced that I would take the fast track to Topock starting Friday. "Mercer is adamant Josh so let's get the gear together and you go pick out the mules and get them up here in the corrals." "What's the rush Sarge?" I asked. "The Administration has decided to send an Ambassador to Davis. I don't know wh...
Roger woke Wes at 4:42 a.m. The sun was not yet up. "Wes, you bastard! You nailed Sylvia Anderson!" Wes woke up in one goddamn hurry. He sat up in his bed and found Roger sitting across from him, grinning like a wolf. His first reaction was to bark questions, but he was embarrassed to silence. He had no reason to be humiliated, he told himself. He was...
This is the story about a young woman named Kelly, and an older gentleman TJ, written in the first person from the perspective of the girl. TJ is a friend of the family, and was Kelly's frequent "babysitter" when she was a young girl. Readers will notice I have split the events of the evening into two parts. Part One is the more tame telling of the non-sexua...
Growing up I lived in a house where nudity was taken for granted. It is not like we were doing this for the sake of showing off but it was natural to our family, like breathing. My parents never worried if the kids saw them naked because everyone was naked and it was an unwritten rule that while we were at home no one wore clothes. Since there were no other...
Chapter 13 - Patience With Patients WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented mater...
Chapter 30 A summer's afternoon party After the lift incident I noted a distinct cooling in relations with Amanda and Dharini. They could not, of course, pin anything on me. On the face of it I was as much victim as they had been and, no doubt, it was not an experience they could even rationalise. Was it some sort of mass hallucination? Did they discuss it?...
Note: This story is the thirty-ninth installment in a series entitled "Sandra and Stevie". If you have not read the previous thirty-eight episodes of this series, I encourage you do so before beginning this chapter. This is a dominant wife humiliates submissive husband story. That is the kind of story I write. If you do not enjoy these types of stories, I s...