Livinia ran her palms down her thighs nervously as she rushed towards the Court of the Sun. It had been four days since she had seen Belcarm and she was running terribly late. She had sent him a letter the day before to confirm that she would still be meeting him, but she hadn't foreseen that her business at Mount Hyjall would run so late. She hadn't gotten...
INTRODUCTION The assistant director called "Next" and a six-foot-three slender guy with dark-eyes and dark hair slicked back was pushed on-stage and the assistant director sighed and patted her pussy and whispered, "Down girl." "Name?" "Eugene Ejack." Those around her laughed but Pauline kept a straight face never knowing when and where a union spy was h...
The 8th Installment of Omega Pride Thank you, MythOFreak, my new editor. Also once again, thank you L.L for the French editing. You guys are two awesome as hell people to work with! As always, comments and feedback are welcomed. Now without further delay, enjoy! ~*~*~ Morning light slowly began to seep through closed eyelids as Delphi took in a silent,...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** The Beauty in His Breaking She had to have him....
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know but if you are only going to give crappy feedback as in 'it sucks' then go frost yourself and hope you need a new wanker... No...
Author's Notes: This story is erotic fantasy written by Etaski. I reserve the right to be listed as the author of this story, wherever it is posted. If found posted anywhere except Literotica.com with this note attached, this story is posted without my permission. (c) Etaski 2017. This story is dedicated to Miurag's best familiar. :) Thank you for reading!...
Misty questioned the aptness of the phrase, 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend,' to her current circumstance. Maybe it should go, 'the enemy of my enemy is happy to use me to get a one up on her enemy, but is in no way inclined to be my friend or even treat me as an equal'. Or perhaps, 'I've got a bad feeling about this', would suffice. Maybe it was because...
Ordinary life continued to tick by back in the prince's home country. While Gyllen was busy browsing books in a library some two thousand miles away, a single figure, dressed in a yellow hooded cloak and a frock of white as if to contemplate the uncommonly sunny Platinan afternoon and the marshmallow clouds drifting in the aether, was skipping merrily along...
Sitting in the darkness of her backyard, Kim King enjoyed the night air. Her husband and children were asleep and she thought it must be near midnight but she still wasn't sleepy. She was tired from a long day of normal family activities--meal making, attention to the children and her husband, a bit of playtime in the yard after lunch--but sleep wasn't comin...
CHAPTER 1 Ralph de Clune stood waiting with his beautifully groomed wife Yvonne in the airport terminal looking at incoming passengers for Adele de Clune, sole survivor of her family Ralph's brother James and wife and their two other children were killed in a helicopter crash. Yvonne and Ralph had spent a day in London with Adele after the funeral but she...