There is virtually no sex in this story. Your comments, good or bad, are always welcome. Chapter 1: My Babe in the Woods It took perhaps a dozen rings for the noise to register. At that point, fingernails across a blackboard would have been more welcome. Moving towards the direction of the sound, my hand felt its way across the nightstand. Consciousness...
The continuation to A Demon's Love. The first chapter has a full list of the kinks expected to be explored throughout this story, and I highly recommend reading the first chapter before continuing on here. As always, feedback is greatly appreciated. This is a joint story created by myself and my partner in crime.~ As such, it is a story that swaps from one c...
He awoke in a daze not exactly certain where he was or . . . someone was gently nudging him back to consciousness . . . through hazy eyes a clock on a wall in front of him read eleven, but he had no idea whether it was morning or evening. With greater awareness came answers in the form of something taped to his arm: an IV. That suggested a hospital. The pers...
*Note to reader: This is part one in a series that is mostly fiction but contains quite a handful of truths that details an experience I had in college where a dispersed party turned into a game of truth or dare that evolved into a kinky, fantasy fulfilling fueled, weekend-long, FFM threesome. Hannah was a friend from high school, we met in a Geometry class...
Lord Ethan Nogard was watching engrossed as two women engaged in a delirious sexual encounter a few steps from him. He was secretly celebrating the death of his uncle, the King, in the battlefields of the north. His cousin, the first in line to sit on the throne, had been taken prisoner by the enemy and he most certainly was dead too. Lord Ethan's chances to...
Eighteen months had passed since Jack Trengate and his wife, Sherri had become swingers. First with their long-time friends, Glenn and Wendy then James and Valerie were added, a black couple they met at a party. The three couples met at each other's home once or twice a month and everyone looked forward to the encounters. Jack had long overcome his initial...
Authors note- this story includes non-consensual, rough, and coerced sex. As well as straight and bi-sexual sex, crossdressing, and humiliation. ********** Wendy wore the shortest skirt she owned. A blue, pleated thing that stopped a few inches short of her knees. Underneath she wore red lace panties Ian had bought her for valentines a couple years ago, an...
Chapter Eight EPILOG NOTE: Here is the final chapter in this relatively long narrative. I hope you have enjoyed it. It seems like I've gotten to know these characters over the past several months and will miss them in many ways. On the other hand, it will also be good to move on to something new. As always, I appreciate constructive criticism that will he...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2002 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. New Version - Revised after helpful criticism from Yahoo Unbirth...
That night, our guests arrived as scheduled. There was an unmistakable anxiety in the air and a mischievous twinkle in every eye. The butterflies were doing jumping jacks in my stomach as I greeted each couple at the door. Donna strode in wearing a form-fitting, tan mini-dress. The first thing I noticed after she pecked my cheek and walked by, was the faint...