Submitted to literotica.com by the author. * Zoa let herself fall to her bunk. "I'm exhausted," she complained. "How did it go with the ropers?" asked her room-mate and friend, who was now officially her temporarily assigned servant. Zoa turned her eyes to him, he was one of the veterans from the Altwar massacre. That's what it had come to be called, th...
My heavily-laden wagon was nearing the edge of the deep, dark woods. Soon, I would break out of the dark forest and enter the bright sunshine surrounding the farmlands outside the netherworld where I lived. A huntsman and woodcutter, was I. Much preferring a life of peaceful solitude, I rarely left my woodlands sanctuary. Yet, a man likes the feel of some...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please give me the support of your vote. For those looking to read pornography, I don't write pornography. This is not pornographic. I write erotica. There's plenty of sex at the end while still being erotic. There are no underage characters in this story. The three characters in the story are Brad, forty-something,...
The ad read, "Urban domina, 40-something, tall, large breasted, and still menstruating, seeks slave to service lovely feet, legs, ass,....etc. Must have experience and great tongue. No inhibitions, please. Only those willing to serve need call. The curious will be ignored.". And it gave the number to call. A pissy woman answered, and asked how old I was, and...
This is the third story in a trilogy. The first story, Summer School: The Introduction is published under "mature". The second, Summer School: Breaking-up Party under "Group sex". - - - - I used to visit my grandfather Anders regularly when he was an old man and bound to a wheel chair. His brain was still sharp and he entertained me with stories from his...
Clarice noticed the tent on her way to work. Its strange curtain flapped in an empty lot next to an abandoned shopping center. She didn't know when the shopping center had been abandoned, nor when the tent had been erected next to it. It was unusual, but Cloverdale had become a town of unusual things. Clarice mulled over the same thoughts as everyone else....
A misunderstood group gathered under the protection of the forest. Shaken from being chased away by the townspeople who didn't understand them or their customs. A simple nomadic style tribe branded as witches and heathens by the ignorant masses. Gathered around they looked at the groups elder for guidance. "So they have cast us aside. So be it." The leader...
Author's Note: All graphically described sexual acts within this story involve characters that are at least 18 years old. This story is entirely fictional. It takes place in a completely fictional fantasy world loosely inspired by the 17th, and 18th, centuries, with hints of other time periods. There will be some drug usage, mild bondage, voyeurism, and bise...
"Lie down right there." Lena tried not to stare at the witch - just as she had tried not to be too nervous all day long. Her father had sent her here and she had always hoped that it would take a bit longer until she would have to take this visit. Other girls before her come to visit the witch who was living in a little hut at the mountain side, near the...
Author's Note: There was an old fairy tale about an old woman with two daughters and a couple of beautiful rose bushes. Now these two daughters grew up with no one but their mother and the creatures of the forest as their friends. They were innocent in the ways of lust and only knew of love. The words taught to them were words their mother found accepting, s...