"Come on Matt. Every other member has let me blow them while they drove the van." "I told you, I almost crashed with the handjob. I feel so tired." "Matt, just give Astral what Astral wants so she can get back in here." "Fuck it. It's all your fault then. This is the last time I'm driving overnight while you all just drink and smoke." "Whatever Matt."...
Shajstra, bounty hunter of the Southern Ravishome Guild, cautiously peered out from her concealed position and got the first glimpse of her target. The abandoned keep was still several miles away nestled in a small valley and protected by a natural fast flowing river. It was no doubt the location of her quarry. She had easily tracked the Goblins to this loc...
"Goblins on meee!" screamed the witch. The goblins who had been filtering around the tents roared and flung themselves forward. The giant of a goblin from earlier charged through a tent, one of his arms was limp, dislocated, Rain was pleased to see he'd had some effect. Spears and swords rushed toward him, he didn't hesitate, he grabbed the witch and plac...
The Goddess Astral appeared in front of her primary altar statue. It looked the same as before but the reason for the alarmed feeling she had felt was apparent. Grunk was groaning on top of her holy statue. "King Grunk demands hole," the Goblin King yelled on repeat. He had managed to fit his cock between the statue's legs but it was clearly not satisfying...
The Murena Ranger Lodge was a bit of a sorry affair. With its population of nearly five hundred—not to mention the scattered hunting cabins nearby—Murena was one of the largest settlements on the island. And it had only three regular Toxin Rangers dedicated to its defense. Of all the Northern Isles, Farillona, with its steep cliffs and rocky ravines, was su...
Intro: This story is a prequel to Theo, from the story "Theo: The Blood Angel of Lescatie" - https://www.literotica.com/s/theo-the-blood-angel-of-lescatie ***** 1 year before Theo's killing He has killed the old Demon Lord who maintained monsters of both species, and was freely eating, murdering and enslaving people. Yet his successor, his wife, has sof...
Gyllen was weakly leaning over the wooden barrier of the poop deck whilst on his quivering knees as it rocked back and forth across the waves. He tied his hair back into a bunch, keeping it far away from his face in fear of retching into the ocean and getting chunks of this morning's breakfast tangled in his tresses. Not the most attractive situation the pri...
Goblin Greed & Goblin Need Jamari woke with a start, fighting against something he could not see. Where was he? What was happening? His breath caught in his throat but, no, that wasn't right. There was something tight around his throat, pinning him to something firm and rigid -- a pole? Rough ropes twisted across his chest as he struggled, though there were...
Cockweasel gulped and turned to see who was approaching them in the alleyway. He had just stolen his rescuer’s sword and sold it for the money to hire a whore, who he had just soundly buggered in a dark alleyway near the docks of the city of Alastriel. Just as he had finished shooting his wad up the whore’s ass and was about to leave a shadow had fallen over...
Johanna pulled her cloak tighter around her as a chilling gust of wind blew through the temple courtyard. The beautiful young flame haired priestess rushed hurriedly across the cobbled yard as dusk descended on the city. Johanna was a junior priestess of Adeva, the Goddess of Love. It was rare a priestess of Adeva was summoned to the Temple of Swords to wo...