Author's Note: Writer's block is the worst. But unfortunately, it happens. Thank you SO much for all the replies when I asked for help! I was taken aback by how many of you responded. Also, your ideas were wonderful, and I'm of the opinion that some of you should write your own stories. They'd be grand and I'd be a reader for sure. Writing action scenes i...
Part of an unconnected series of stories following a young adventurer named Journey, who gets into various amorous adventures. The story follows our hero as he is hired as a courier. As he is on the road, he joins up with a caravan. This story started out with a different outcome in mind, but evolved this way. -------------------- Traveling on your own wa...
Author's Note: I just wanted to put a note in here about the use of italics for the speech of the characters. Anya speaks verbally in her changed form as a Copper, and to differentiate it from her usual speech patterns it is in italics with quotation marks. Gersha speaks mentally when he is in his changed form, and it is marked by italics with no quote mark...
Location: Sharaton-Charlottesville, Kingdom of Tildor Date: June 21, 2101 Novella length; tale is complete. There is some sex at the beginning and at the end. The sex at the beginning borders on non-consent from an unexpected source, and the bulk of the story is how she copes with what happens. All individuals particing in sex in this story are over eightee...
Anya looked up from the shoulder of the handsome, young-looking man who, when he wasn't a 12 foot giant, was of average height, and saw a great many familiar men watching her being carried away from them. Her eyes met and held Yakov's and her gut twisted painfully up inside. Meeting his gaze was immeasurably difficult. She couldn't even try to catch a glimps...
Anya didn't wake up when the lid was pulled off of the top of the box that she had been returned to earlier in the day. She had been placed inside, atop the flannel shirt that Sergei had been wearing the previous evening when they met. They'd been unwilling to go hunt down the satin pillow that she'd used on her trip to the forest, so they'd improvised a bit...
Anya watched as Bonnie coldly entered the house and started walking. She had been programmed with a purpose, not a personality. "Cold as ice." Anya quietly said with a smile as she watched and followed the android courier. Anya had been giving herself the idea that she should at least try to seduce this particular machine. The makeup was off her face now,...
Anya managed to wipe most of the powerfully scented cream from her body with the blanket. She optically scanned Diana in the dark. That robot was now dormant and still rather wet. There was a danger now of synthetic bodily fluids dripping into her open access panels. Anya threw the blanket over Diana's body, dry side down, and went to the washroom to get so...
Anya allowed Valdine to blindfold her before being led from the Sister's stall in the marketplace, and out into the still air of the forest. Night creatures scuttled about, their life noises surrounding her on all sides. Breathing in the scent of the trees, Anya attempted to quiet the flutter in her belly. She was accustomed to the secrecy of the Sisterhood...
Here we go, folks! My first submission to Literotica.com. Please be patient (both with me and the story). I plan this to be a 10-to-12-part series, so there is a lot of time spent in character development. I look forward to you getting to know the all of them as they pop up through the tale. In the meantime, please rate and comment so that I can improve...