**Welcome to the world of Demonology. I hope you enjoy your time here and read more stories set here** * Mark had been driving for days. He was making his way from North Carolina to his small Texas hometown of Creek Crossing. Driving his pickup on the interstate was always risky; there was too much chance of State Patrol pulling him over when he was on the...
We prepare for bed, make love and sleep naked. The blinds on our bedroom windows are always open. The windows face a very private backyard; there is only one house behind ours and it is very distant. Yet, if anyone wants to stand in our back yard at night and look up, they can see us naked, walking around getting ready for bed. I don't think there is much to...
Every story I have ever written is true, at least they are at the moment the hands touch the keys. I know they are, they are written by those who live them. They all live inside me. Do my hands even touch the keys? Sometimes they don't, yet the words flow out of whoever I am at the moment. I flood the screen with drivel, tears streaming down my face, fear g...
"Listen up, you pale bozo, I can see right through your bullshit, you're threatened by smart people who don't look like you, well, buddy, you can kiss my fat ass," Fariha Jasmine Dinga said haughtily as she glared at her former boss, criminal division junior partner Luke Stanwood. The short, skinny white guy in the dark business suit swallowed hard, and seem...
My series of stories featuring Sunny have been well-received by readers, judging from the feedback I have received. She was one of the truly unforgettable women in my life and a gifted fellatrix. Ironically, I doubt seriously that she understands that. I invite all readers to read this final Sunny story, vote on it and provide commentary on it or any of my o...
Wednesday night was "girls" night out. Religiously, Jill went out with her friends on Wednesday, which left me with a night to do with whatever I pleased. Over the years I have grown to love my Wednesday nights "alone". Back when Jill and I first moved in together and she first started her routine mid week evenings out, I was still working towards getting...
All characters in this story are over 18 years old. This is a work of fiction and any similarity to other works or real people is simply coincidental. Hope you enjoy, love you dolls! Xoxo ------------------------------------------------- Luke was a sissy. The kids at school called him mean names and threw things at him. They played keepaway with his book...
Renee felt someone near her and looked up to see the security guard that had caught me in the sauna the Sunday before. "Bruce, what do you want?" "Your aunt embarrassed the shit out of me last week. I know that little bitch didn't have any business being in that sauna. She just covered for him." "Now I see you two playing all kissie face down here." "Wel...
Let's start with a short and sweet bit of background on us to get you familiar with our story. Ann and I met online in 2015. She lives in Europe and I live in the US. As we grew closer in our relationship we made plans for her to come spend a few weeks with me here. This story and others that will follow are from our time together this fall. Some details w...
Identity is a funny thing. In many ways, it defines who you are. Of course, I sometimes wonder if that applies to me. At a time when most young men and women are trying to figure out who they are, I was trying to figure out what I was. Recently, I found out certain key details about my origins. The surprising thing is that I'm not a bit surprised. My name...