I'm an "old guy." Much of my coming out had to do with sex rather than lifestyle, but now lifestyle has just about caught up. I may be bi or gay or whatever, as if I even care. As the saying goes, where the dick leads, the heart will follow. Or something like that! After many years of hiding in the straight world, including two marriages, I have evolved, and...
Author's note: This is my first time publishing a story here. I wanted to experiment a little and see how this does. A warning for religious readers, this story contains heavy Satanic themes. This story also will not contain a huge number of sex scenes, at least in the beginning. Depending on feedback, I may add more as the story picks up. Other than that, t...
When Sarah walked out of the big shoebox department store she called a job, it was only 6:oo in the evening. It was September but summer was still holding on for dear life, the sun was still hanging, though very low, in the sky. Sarah pulled her jacket close around her against the gusting wind in the parking lot. She lived a mile from her job and had decide...
The party was being held in an old barn that had been fixed up to look like some sort of crazy meeting hall. There was a five pointed wooden altar, raised up in the middle of a giant pentagram, which had been drawn on the floor. As I turned the corner from the hallway into the main room the first thing I saw was a blonde with her witches robes open down the...
Note: Chapter One does not have any sexual situations. It's there for plot building. Yes, there's a story in this one. * I had awoken in some strange predicaments before — the Vegas incident being the first to come to mind. Hotel security had found me reeking of booze, asleep in a wheel chair wearing only a stripper's bra atop my head and a diaper to hide...
I slowly regained consciousness and found myself tied to an armless chair in an empty room, the witches' blanket draped over my lap to hide my nakedness. The room had white walls and a soft, off-white carpet. To my right was a closet door fitted with a floor to ceiling mirror, to my left were heavy curtains covering what I presumed was a window, and in front...
The library's section on magic, particularly black magic, is the best place to look. There is just something about John Dees and those guys that seems to appeal to that sort of woman. I discovered all this by chance of course. I'm not really sure if any magic really works, it's hard to separate out the effects of coincidence. If I had to put my money on a p...
Shivering, cold, feeling weaker than ever before, I look up at them with my heart beating a million miles per hour. From my vantage point... the dim wet tile floor of the girls locker room at my high school, they seem to tower over me like strange Satanic titans. I'll capitalize the letters in titans that were most obvious; TITanS; TITS. I can see their pa...
Succubi absorb the life force of anyone they touch. Fortunately, our succubi were fitted with control collars that rendered them safe for hours of erotic pleasure. The lovely demonesses coaxed me to one orgasm after another, each time they greedily took my shafts deep into their bodies so that they would not miss a drop of my spirit energy. They also teased...
[Note: Thumbnail credit to Jayson Kassis] https://www.artstation.com/artwork/YyE1X An electronic chime sounded as the door to the shop swung open. In walked a group of six twenty-somethings making enough noise to remind the shopkeeper why that age bracket was generally among the least-welcome customers. They gave the same oo's and aa's that every guest ga...