A small preface to the story at hand. Nicolas, the demon within this story, is not a demon born and raised in hell. Instead, his parents came to the surface of earth to raise him among mortals in the modern age, and as such he is not an uncaring beast of primeval nightmare. He looks very much like a human, albeit with bright blue hair, golden-orange eyes, tw...
See introduction to Nora Before We Met.1. (My wife recalls her first summer of sex) ***** Several weeks after Nora described for me her sexual activities with her first lover, David, during her eighteenth summer, Nora said she had other memories to share with me. "James, when I began college at the School of the Chicago Art Institute I immediately began...
Copyright Oggbashan August 2020 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. Josie is a bit of a prude. She takes her responsibility for her...
When I met Rakesh and Sarika, their marriage was in a bad shape. The problem was not uncommon. Both were mid 40's. And like many husbands, Rakesh's interest and capability in sex had reduced while Sarika was still very much sexually active. Rakesh used to be busy with his work and could give hardly any time for his wife. Their kids had grown up and Sarika ha...
When I was 12 my mother asked me what I had been doing in my room for the past few hours. I told her I had been writing stories. The next day she gave me a leather-bound diary. On the first page, she wrote: "To my beloved Peanut Reality surpasses fiction Your loving Mother" When I asked her what she meant, she softly laughed and said I'd understand if I wr...
"There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer." -Angela Carter *** "Why does the wolf eat Grandma first?" The question floated out of Angela's mouth before she realized what she was saying and hung in the air, pregnant with possibilities. Nicolas wiped his mouth with a red-checked napkin and raised an eyebro...
Vinnie gave me a heads up with a phone call. "Freddie, guess who is here?" "I have no idea, Vinnie. Who?" "C'mon, guess." "Britney Spears?" "Nope." Now, you have to understand that Vinnie sounds exactly like John Travolta when he played Vinnie Barbarino, which is what we nicked named Vinnie after watching Welcome Back Kotter reruns when we were kids....
Hey all, this is my first story. I hope you like it...but if you don't (or if you do) please send me feedback. I could use as much as you have to give. :) Um, I guess that's all. I'm still figuring out how this all works as I'm new to the entire member's section now. Okay, to the story...or rather chapter 1 -- Julia dropped her bag in the middle of the...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This follows Memories as Fantasies, published in BDSM, however it can be read independently, A few caveats. It involves a double gangbang and group sex, as well as a touch of incest, and some wife swapping. Mostly it's about my own submissive tendencies, and a husband who wants to...
I love Christmas. When I hear the sound of carols being sung or see the Christmas trees lit up in peoples’ windows, the spicy smell of mince pies wafting out from the bakers ovens, see the grottos being set up in the town centers; I give a little smile to myself and remember! It all began in November in the year of 1997. I was sitting alone in my bedsit wat...