NOTE: This story is a sequel to Fairy Tale Fuck Fights (3 or 5 depending on the website): Little Bo Peep versus Baba Black Sheep. # STORY TILL NOW: Little Bo Peep is the most badass pimp in her little kingdom, hooking up every prince and pauper with the penises and pussies of their choice, but recently another badass pimp has been muscling into her territo...
Author's Note: This chapter of my story also contains no sex, and I don't anticipate there being any for a few more chapters still. I've considered many times just tossing some in, but I've grown to care too much for this story to ruin it with meaningless sex scenes. Do not fret however, it will happen eventually. I just want to wait for the right time....
The Wicked Men At Red Rock "Is it really true?" Orin burst out excitedly the next morning, in the same way he'd been blabbering ever since he'd woken up. "We were truly not visible to anyone save for that old dog that sniffed at Bartram's arse as he walked by?" "Why does it have to be my arse?" The archer asked. "Why can't it be your arse?" "It is true, O...
Fondrol Crouss, proprietor of the Silver Sparrow Inn, had served his fair share of adventurers in his time. He had been running his establishment for nearly thirty years; he had seen fortune seekers of all shapes, sizes, species and specialities. He had heard a thousand stories over a thousand tankards, been in the presence of the desperate, the arrogant, th...
Reef's bladder was ballooning out and his staff a quarter past half-mast when he fluttered his eyes open. With two hot naked ladies snuggled up against him he should have felt like he was in heaven. Instead, he was desperate to separate himself from them, drain his bladder and close the bloody curtains that were allowing rays to attack his bleary eyes. Gentl...
A/N: This is the last chapter of How to Ride a Tikbalang. Thank you very much for reading it. Extra special thanks go to those who vote for it and favorite it. It has been quite the ride. I've added a glossary to the end of this chapter, so you can use that to check any terms I used throughout the entire story from Chapter 1 that may be unfamiliar to you....
The Witch At Devil's Crag After the passage of several days, Orin the Young found himself deep in the woods, and aiming his bow in the direction of a nervous and skittering, but so far unsuspecting large, brown squirrel. His hunting prowess was among the worst of his skills, and already, the young man had lost all but two of his precious arrows. His attenti...
Introduction: Clarissa, ex-boarding school friend and model, had been taken in by Jessica Harmondon-Smithers her long lost friend who was now a successful businesswoman in an apparently sexless marriage with Jonathan (Johnnie). Clarissa Stocks-Johnson had told her a fantastic tale of abduction of herself and another down-at-heel tramp called Maggie, by a sha...
First of all, I'd like to thank Kanga40 for her expertise and efforts on editing this story for me. Any mistakes found will be ones that I probably overlooked somehow. Thank you Kanga40, you are much appreciated. Secondly, readers, please vote and either feedback or comment publicly if you would please. It is the only form of 'pay' that authors here at Lit...
* * * * The world had gone dark... his face pressed against warm [skin?]... coarse hairs prickling his cheeks... his nostrils filled with cheap perfume and something darker... more musky... and... wet?... something slick and hot and wet was slipping back and forth over his nose, climbing higher and higher up his face... it shifted forward and he was pushed...