Literotica Our Wild Hunt Stories

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My Life is Different Ch. 12

by Schlank on Dec 4, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the final chapter of "My Life is Different". It's the least erotic of all the stories I write for this website, and it's the one that generates the least amount of fan-mail. I've also pretty much run out of ideas for things for Buffy and Willow to do. Buffy the Vampire Slayer was once my favorite TV show, and I've enjoyed breathing som...

Caught by Mrs. Hunt Ch. 03

by wanting2bfreed on Oct 30, 2018
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Continuation of story series Caught by Mrs. Hunt. You might enjoy reading them in order more. This is fiction, any correlation to any real person is purely happenstance. ********************* Monday ten am, I was knocking on Mrs. Hunt's front door. Just as she had told me to do two days before. The door opens and there stands her daughter Maggie, twenty fi...

The Hunt

by darklover1975 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Something wild and dangerous paces just below the surface. The leopard watches through my blue eyes. Her snarl curling my lips. The flexing of her claws echoed in my fingers. A leopard mates only with one strong enough to claim her. A savage clashing of beasts, each going their own way afterwards. But the human side brings me back time and again to this club...

Amazon Princess Ch. 2

by GoddessKaren on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

We girded ourselves for the hunt in kilts and light armored breastplates, then ate honey cakes and fruit. After a blessing from the High Priestess, off we ran into the jungle. We ran for two days, sleeping at night hidden in the branches of the trees. The morning of the third day, we came down out of the jungle and into a vast plain. We could see a collecti...

Games of Elfkind Ch. 02

by Wild_Abandon on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Disclaimer: Everyone's at least eighteen. It's bright here, almost blindingly. I can hear the wild music playing and feet stamping and dancing but I can't see anything yet, the mist remains in my eyes. I can feel Morgain release my hand and grip my shoulder, her touch sending electronic sparks down my arm. "We're here." She remarks, and the mist fades....

The Oster Bunny Ch. 01

by erosiawriter7 on Jul 30, 2019
NonHuman

The bunny pinched her nipples, moaned, and gave me a look of unequivocal desire. No one, especially not my wife, had ever given me a look like that in my entire life. The bunny, of course, was not a bunny per se, but Debbie Marks who owned the beauty salon on Main Street, and was a member of the new reformation pagan cult of Oster, one of the fastest growing...

Moon Dancer's Mate

by nightray on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

I was out walking through the woods one day when a large wolf jumped out of no where biting my arm. I fell back holding my bleeding arm trying to stop the blood as it oozed out from between my fingers. I watched as the wolf seemed to fade into the trees as suddenly as it appeared leaving only my wounded arm as proof of it existence. I finally got up after se...

Becoming Woman Ch. 03

by NaivelyWandering on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Author's Note: There are no quick fixes here; this is my attempt at romance, rather than what a friend of mine refers to as a 'stroke story'. Alas, this chapter is longer than I'd originally intended, and I dare say(though I hope otherwise), the next shall be just as long. My earnest thanks to Kira; I truly value the time and effort you take with your edi...

Boar Hunt Ch. 01

by Fishnet on Sep 14, 2017
Group Sex

December 1993 (Date I had the idea, and started writing this story. O.K., I'm a little slow.) Warning! Danger! Sexual Content! You know the warning signs ... contrived situations, unusually horny wives. Then, ... before you can look away, ... SEX, everywhere! The trip started out innocently enough. I had always wanted to hunt wild boar, and my wife wanted...

The Thorns

by Princess_Roflcopter on Sep 26, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The night closed in and so did the forest, dark green and glistening with the dew that had not dried from that morning. Telendra's travelling robes clung to her, weighing her down. It felt like she had not stopped since fleeing through the southern gate of Brazen Keep. Through the fortress town's northern gate had flooded the army of the Penitents, chanting...