~~Damien~~ As the night went on, two things were becoming painfully clear. First, that the hunters were either not in the tunnel, or hiding terribly well. Second, that working with Fiona was extremely distracting. It wasn't that Fiona was too juvenile to focus, or too bubbly to... not bubble around everywhere, but rather Damien's own mind not being able to...
"Swords, please," the goblin snarls, thrusting a rusty metal bucket directly into my stomach. He bristles irritably, flexing every muscle in his scrawny arms. He doesn't even come up to my chest: I could snap his wiry neck with one hand. I could do without the attitude, so in response I clatter both weapons as hard as I can into bucket. Just as he starts dra...
Welcome back! For those of you reading The Runesmith Chronicles for the first time I recommend going back and starting with the first two books The Runesmith Chronicles (it's actually Oni and the Farmer but it's too late to change it here :P) and Searching for the Sky. Mostly so you have a better understanding of how things like the magic system works and w...
This story is posted on the Literotica website; the author does not give permission for it to be reposted or reprinted anywhere else without consent. This is the fourth story in a multi-chapter interracial cuckold story. I encourage you to read the first three chapters also, but I'm confident you'll enjoy it as a standalone too. I am conducting a straw pol...
Rosita spent the next few weeks learning about the pack and keeping a close eye on her grandmother. She was glad that the pack was very lenient. Turns out, if it had been almost any other werewolf family she would not have been able to stay with Abuela so often. Her grandmother was getting better, but it was slow going, and there was still the chance that he...
*Our shadow is always with us, thou we cannot always see it* (Thanks to Talenwolf for ideas story ideas and Shawhollow for editing.) (There is a great deal of violence in this tale but I promise it will make sense before we are done. The 'hero' is no Conan the Barbarian – normally. Slapping girls and woman is very abnormal but I hope understanding will com...
We sat at the kitchen table, having a quick breakfast before we left for our respective jobs. Patti was checking her make-up and I was trying to finish my coffee, as well as the sports section, before I hit the road. "How long is your cock, Matt?" she asked. I avoided the spray of coffee all over the table like you see in the slapstick comedies, but some ca...
Jessica walked in the bedroom and handed Josh's toothbrush to him. "Don't forget this." "Thanks Hun." He quickly stowed it in his toiletry kit before zipping his suitcase up. "I can't wait to spend some quality time with you, the beach and a Pina Colada." Jessica gave Josh a squeezing hug from behind. "This was a nice surprise." Stepping off the bus at th...
Author's Note Again a Chapter of the busty Carol's adventures. Carol Blum, a married brunette 52yo and her son Scott, 18yo, have just started, in secret, an incestuous liaison, though she has not yet allowed him to go into a full sexual relationship. One evening the house is invaded by a group of four escaped convicts; one white and three black men. They...
Davinci tossed and turned as much as the wooden box would allow. His thoughts were consumed by Lyric. In a fog between asleep and awake he relived every detail of the night; her black dress, the satin lingerie, her exquisitely soft skin, the distinct smell of her sex. Never in his 170 years of being a vampire had he met someone like her. She was The One. L...