PART I I'm going to be completely honest and tell the whole story, even though I'm ashamed to admit any of it... It started about a year and a half ago, when Kelly and I had been living in our new house for only a few months. Everything was pretty great up until that point. We'd bought the place because we were thinking it was time to settle down and maybe...
"Calling all Goblins." It was a cheerful, deep-toned voice, and Laurie turned her attention away from the chore of trying to find the ripest melon on the stack in the produce bins to taking a straight shot look down the cereal aisle. There a good-looking young man was gathering in three racing young boys, ranging, it appeared, from the age of three up to fi...
The lady Margaret sits in her bower, clad in a raven black dress, sewing a black silk ribbon onto her black lace bonnet. She is in deep mourning for her father, who had been the baron for this part of the county. She intends to wear the bonnet to his funeral the next morning. She is kept company by her two little serving girls. One busies herself tidying t...
Introduction. Here we are. You and I. Together in this special place out of the rain. The dusty air is thick with the aroma of storytelling as we make our way between row upon row of well-thumbed books that pack each straining shelf to the heavens. Book upon book stuffed with tales both fact and fiction. At the end of each row is a sign revealing the natu...
Those of you who've read my posts know that I'm not a fan of second-person voice stories - those that say "you did this, and you said this," sort of thing. However, this one just seems to have demanded that, since it's how I think of it, and it's how it happened. Before I go there, I should say that some months ago, I got a very complimentary email from a...
After breakfast the next morning, Arlon punishes me for cuming without his permission. It's not my place to point out that it's entirely his fault, so I take it in stride. "You could have wasted the conjuration you've been building," he admonishes as he spanks my ass red over his lap. When he finally finishes - 30 smacks total that he makes me count - I mo...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. * "A toast!" Claire glanced over, suppressing a sigh as she watched a drunken knight climb atop a table. He yanked one of Claire's fellow barmaids up with him, and the unlucky girl let out a nervous giggle as he pulled her close. "A toast," he continued, "to the Shoshen...Chose...
Note: Hey, this is my first attempt at a story, though I've been reading submissions to Literotica for a long time now. I figured I'd go with Warcraft because, well, 8 million people playing a game can't be wrong. Hope you enjoy it – give me tips if you feel I need them, because I know I do! I've got more ideas for shorts set in the Warcraft universe,...
Ian Jackson swatted the last goblin-thing with his sword. It hit the ground, disappeared, the victory music played, and then Jackson was back in the stone corridor. The monsters left behind thirty-one pieces of gold. Supposedly. Jackson never saw it. He never did. The gold was always transferred automatically to his inventory. Currently he was carrying 1,9...
Let us turn back time a little, back a a couple days prior of the ending of the last tale to the night of Princess Jern's return to Platina. Queen Helio had uncharacteristically fled from her dinner without so much as a reason other than the need to "lie down". The dinner guests were baffled to say the least. Gyllen had sent for Robert to go and see what ail...