Another "Heartland Tale", with a nod to "Heartland" creator and Literotica author Trisha Monks for her inspiration and indulgence. Follow the link on my Favorites page to see her work. This is a standalone story though and may be read without the context of other "Heartland Tales" stories; however, context may be provided by reading my other stories "In an...
Taker sank to the ground, exhausted. This last battle had been the worst so far. First there had been wave after waves of attacking sand fury trolls, both sword-wielding fiends and insidious spellcasters. Then, when they had finally finished those off- which was a near enough thing- the prisoners his group had just freed suddenly turned on them for reasons...
Chapter 3: Freak Camp Their passion spent, both Judy and the dwarf named Oscar lay together in the muddy ground surrounded by tall spindly grass. He seemed to have collapsed on top of her, with his ample organ still buried in her. Since he was a small person and didn't weigh a lot, she didn't mind. In fact, she enjoyed the warmth of his body, and found hers...
Aerynel watched as yet another group traipsed off into the unknown gloom of a dark unexplored dungeon sure to be infested with overly aggressive guardians of some sort. "Well, fuck you guys too!", she yelled after them as she gathered her robes, hiking them up above her ankles to avoid the random pools of who-knows-what that she seemed destined to find every...
As Jaguar Claw was led quickly down the hallway his father called to him saying, "Be good Jaguar Claw, I will see you soon!" He tried to see his father, but the priest's robe swirled around him blocking his view. The high priest was very excited. He walked forward briskly, briefly pausing only once to stare down at the boy and breathe, "Exceptional." He bro...
The life of a ranger is not without peril. There are hazards in the wilderness so vicious and so vile that even a dwarf lord would tremble at the thought. And danger does not always lurk in the forests and inlets of the wild. Sometimes the threat comes from within, from those who should have your back, from those you trust. For a ranger, risk is an inherent...
Call me crazy but there is something about small men that turns me on like a hot sizzling light bulb.The little bodies are tight bundles of concentrated energies that no regular man can match in bed. Their cocks don't compete with their heights but way surpass them. (wink) You know what I mean. Nature sure has her ways of compensating. Summer is obviously m...
In the land of Gran, in the Kingdom of Silras, in a small village of Varnak, we enter a bar known as the Shady Tickler. We do not dwell on the name of such a bar, as such an origin story would be lewd and unworthy of our time. Instead, we focus on the inhabitants of this shady bar out in the middle of nowhere. No no, not the halfling fucking the elven prosti...
"Name?" "Mike Koller." Mike said, perching himself over the countertop like a man looking for a mission. "-And who might you be, Lovely?" The black haired Elf behind the bulletproof barrier did not so much as blink at him. She flipped through a few files on her three dimensional heads up display, the blue lighting illuminating her ageless features in a m...
This is a work of fiction. Any and all characters in this story are of the age of consent (18+). This story contains scenes of nonconsent/ reluctant sex and hypnotism. * It was the early morning hours as the sun began to rise over the horizon. The cloudless, blue sky lighting up in the land of Eashidell. In the dwarven town of Surgel, the dwarves began to...