This is the first part of what is probably going to be a very long story. Comments are appreciated and helpful, and don't forget to vote! ***** The cool flicker of the green-blue flames from floating torches lit the room up and caused odd shadows to dance in the corners. The light was not reflected by the black pool in the center of the room, though it bat...
The lonesome writer got out of bed. Tired. Restless. Her sex drive screaming. The laptop still on the sidetable. They both were in a terrible drought. Months had passed since she last produced a text. She began to understand that she would not get any proper sleep before she had written something of substance. Then, she felt someone's breath in her ear....
I stood over the pit looking down at the eggs, some of them would hatch soon, and those that had lay empty, the baby succubi buried in the soft Earth, sleeping. This is where I was born, or rather hatched as are all succubi young lings, some are born elsewhere I’m sure, but their survival is unlikely. I remember the soft Earth, sleeping curled up, being pull...
This is a comedic sex farce in the style of Elvira's Mistress of the Dark movie (taking place shortly after the "dinner" scene). It contains monster sex, oversized cocks, comedy blowjobs, ghostly molestation and incest. "Oh, Bob..." Elvira gasped, rubbing her hands over Bob Redding's plaid shirt. She could feel his taut muscles underneath the soft flannel...
Disclaimers: Reading the earlier parts is advisable to get the back story and preamble and to make sense of tale. There will be cheating and betrayals so you you have been warned. The tags are there for a reason, so don't bitch about the cheating after the warning as it is getting tiresome. Tiresome like being in lock-down for several weeks. The Devils Cuc...
I have an incubus, and he visits me while I sleep. I know he comes to me because I cum in my sleep. I'll be dozing, especially when I first fall asleep. I'm curled up on my side, alone, feeling the emptiness of my bed. Slowly, sleepily, incipiently I feel a presence join me. I feel him slip into my bed like a shadow. Then gently, so gently, I feel the shad...
Chapter One- Good morning, my lady From its perch high in the sky, the blazing sun bought colour down onto all. The birds sung the sweet song of a Saturday morning and the neighbour was kind enough not to mow his lawn at the crack of dawn. None of that mattered, of course, because the Ainsworth family kept their blinds closed until mid morning. Quinnvile...
Halloween scavenger hunt. I think my list was rigged. Most of it was simple, expected. Except the last item. An incubus. I had no more idea of how to call up an incubus than I did of nuclear physics. Or even if such a thing was possible, if an incubus even existed. I saw the smirk, quickly hidden on Bill's face. Petty revenge because I wasn't interested in h...
The devil lord’s name was Marus, and he was an incubus. Not just any incubus, but a very powerful incubus. For ten years he had made war with the kingdom of Arlain, for ten years his forces had battered and beaten at the boarders of that fair land. They had met with some success, it had to be said, many towns, villages and even a few cities had fallen under...
This work is inspired by a folk song of the same name, and is going to be a series of interconnected vignettes- a fun, raunchy romp through paranormal, fantastical, mythological and fairy-tale characters old and new. I think it will ultimately be comprised of seven "novellas" that entwine the central story of a succubus innkeeper and her demonic paramour. En...