With great effort, the Helltaker journeyed into hell, bashed skeletons, kicked rocks, solved every puzzle, and ultimately, gathered the finest cuties throughout the netherworld into his own demon harem. Armed with nothing more than a sharp suit, sexy shades, a great chocolate pancake recipe, and the wit to pick the right dialogue options- or the grit to go t...
Author's Note: It's been a while, huh? This is the penultimate chapter of Living With a Goddess. Thank you all so much for your continued support. We've got a bit of story to get through before the big finale, so sit tight! *** "OK, now stand up." I was sitting in mine and Melissa's bedroom, naked as I usually was these days. My cock in my hand, slowly gr...
It was the day of her wedding. All her family had come to see her get married to the man of her dreams. Her friends, all well excited to finally see their promiscuous friend finally settle down. Up in her hotel room she was fixing her dress to set straight, and tidying it a bit. She had sent everyone out of the room so she could get some alone time, before t...
Hello, there. Jefferson Dean here. A big and tall young black man who became a Proto-Vampire and a worker for Thanatos, the God of Death shortly after I began my education at Northeastern University in the city of Boston. Yeah, that's my story in a nutshell. A lot has happened to me since then. For starters, I've discovered much about the world and about my...
”Welcome all, to the 11th day of the Literotica Olympics!Today, we’ll watch the Literotica version of Javelin throwing, namely Dildo throwing!” “We, that is to say oggbashan, Tatelou, and I, Lucifer Carroll, will be your commentators today, and I daresay we can promise you a very exciting day, isn’t that so, Lou? “Absolutely, you horny devil! This year’s c...
The life of a Fallen Angel isn't easy. Sometimes, it amazes me how wrong humans are about us. For example, the Christians believe that we're cute entities modeled after human beings in looks and temperament, only we have wings and halos. The Jews share a similar belief. The Muslims believe that Angels don't have wings, and they don't believe in the concept o...
The angel Saphora stretched out on the chaise lounge and contemplated the brilliant aquamarine sky. She stretched her three soft pink wings and lifted effortlessly into the sky. The sun was warm on her back and the breeze was gentle as she made her way to the silver palace across the sea. She dipped low down to the water and trailed the ends of her fingers o...
*Author's Note: Hello again, readers! Although this is the end of Circle7, it may just be the end of the beginning! I have to remind everyone, once again, that those easily offended by possibly heretical/blasphemous/strange should turn back now, and not be whiners in the comments/ratings. Don't be that person. You're better than that. That said, if you DO en...
I am not a very social person, which is surprising as I work with people to help them out of hardships. After work I just like to spend time by myself. I do find myself invited to dinner parties from coworkers and assorted friends who are always trying to "fix me up," with Ms. Right. At times I do enjoy these outings but there is no place in my life for a "M...
Chapter Seven: The Devil's Five Way? I wasn't at all shocked to open my eyes and find myself in Herne's Grove. But for some reason, for a moment, I almost felt disappointed. If you'd asked me why, I don't know that I could have given a reason that didn't sound like a betrayal. "My Priestess." Herne rose from the almost marble-looking stone edifice that so...