Chapter 1: The End of the Journey **NOTE ONE to all readers**: This will be part of a longer story, with a focus on characters and not just sex. It will try to be more than a stroke story (don't worry, there's still sex). That being said, the sex won't always be lovey-dovey or utterly romantic, so be forewarned. –Enjoy!! **NOTE TWO Pronunciation Guid...
The following is a complete work of fiction inspired by Roman history, with a strong fantasy aspect for the use of artistic license. The original story which was previously posted on Literotica has been completely revamped, so the folks who have been following the story might want to go back and re-read from Chapter 1. The idea of intrigue, betrayal and a po...
It took almost two weeks for Ellie's injuries from the hours with Azrael to heal, though she had to give up her wardrobe of skimpy tops and short skirts, temporarily. Her breast still bore the mark he'd carved there yet she'd managed to convince the only friend to see it there was a joke behind the supposedly Henna tattoo. In addition to her healing, she'd s...
Chapter One Hundred Sixty-Three: *Promises Kept The twentieth of Wintermarch. The date of my wedding anniversary...and another important event in my life: the birthday of the man I'd married. And I'd had no idea, at the time, that our wedding had fallen on the day we should have been celebrating his life. "The twentieth?" I asked. Alistair nodded, wincin...
It was Summer five years ago - early August. We headed off on our first holiday abroad together, my wife Karen and I. We'd been married four years, heading on for five. We had met in our first year at university and fell head over heels in love. Karen was - and is - a beautiful woman; petite and slim with stunning cornflower blue eyes and a cascade of rich b...
Twenty-Six: Leliana He was gone in the morning when she woke, but he'd left a piece of parchment with a note scrawled across it in hasty handwriting: Your route is being handled by another scout for the day. I thought you could use some rest. I hope to see you tonight. She sighed and stretched. She could admit she had been looking forward to waking up toge...
Nigel looked through his Grandfather's things and wondered what it said about his life. Not much to show for 85 years of dashing around the world like a playboy and screwing a thousand women. As he looked through the belongings of the old spooky house Nigel wondered if there was any money left? He had only agreed to plough through these dusty things in the...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** Loving a Unicorn Heartbeat Passage Chapter Two...
Chapter One Hundred Fifty-Seven: Fading In I walked down the stairs with my brother, towards the ritual that would revive Faren, Maker-willing. But as frightened as I should have been about the ritual – what if it doesn't work? What if something goes wrong? What if Anders ends up possessed, or worse? – to my shame, there were other things weighing more hea...
Dear readers, all sexual events involve persons above the age of 20. A lot of the dialog is dialectic and its rendition is not necessarily grammatical but does honestly represent the way people talk and think these days. ***** TWO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE Best friend's girl grabs your cock? Waa-ta-do? Can't believe it, did I say that. Can't believe, dam I ca...