This is a copyrighted work of Zeb Carter. It is only posted on Literotica.com. * The sun was setting, turning the western sky a deep orange, streaked with yellow. A lone man quietly crept through the forest toward an encampment of soldiers. It was getting dark quickly as the creeper stopped. As the illumination provided by the sun slowly disappeared the lo...
A.N. This doesn't take place during any specific game so companions are completely flexible to any you want, including non-canon sets like Liara and Miranda if that's your thing. Commander Shepard had a serious problem. The M35 Mako was a military scout utility vehicle, capable of excursions into nearly any terrain within reason. Its cramped interior was wor...
This is the first story I ever wrote, several years ago. This story is taken almost word for word from something I sent over an instant messaging service to a woman who was my Domme at the time, at her request and created from her original idea. As a crude copy and paste job, it overuses the ellipsis and comma and has other rather heinous writing flaws, I...
A strange sound caught his attention. Something not quite human; somewhere between a screech and a wail; the sound lonely, beseeching, yet predatory all at once. He turned upwards and saw the edge of a wing; feathers silken black in the morning light. The crow banked slowly, its wings curved precisely to catch the breeze as it glided higher and higher. It...
As we advanced through Italy, our regiment always came across houses that had to be checked for enemy Soldiers. We camped out doors so anyone who was lucky enough to flush out homes was more that happy to go. We faced little resistance from a burnt out army. I was a squadron leader and I got to flush the homes out and take a couple fellow soldiers with me. M...
This one is short and, hopefully, sweet. Throughout most of Rome's history, military pay rates determined that a simple legionary could afford five fucks with the cheapest kind of licensed prostitute. That's five turns per day. For what it's worth, my prostitutes in this story are charging much more than that, the equivalent of maybe $75. Just a bit of tr...
This chapter is about Hawlun, and the war, a flashback to the past. It was never my intension to keep you all in suspense regarding Majgen's past. There are just so many things to tell, I can't do it all at once. * ----=(Resources)=---- The war between yijejos and humans begun 211 years prior to Majgen's birth, basically the war was a conflict over a cert...
It was a normal Thursday night out, just having a few drinks and playing a few games of pool with a buddy down at the local bar. It was just him and I at the pool table until we were halfway through our second game. A young man wearing an Army uniform walked up to the table and put a quarter on top. He was about 6'2, had dark hair, broad shoulders and was we...
The Kaiser's war finally reached our remote village that night. They came from the west, and made real our worst fears. I refused to cry, even when yet another German soldier came into my room to have his turn with me. This one appeared much too young to be wearing a uniform. His frightened expression vivid beneath the mask of dirt and grime collected on the...
Call me Starr. I work in a strip bar in a small Midwestern town. Most girls dance for the money, but I do it because it turns me on. To me, there's nothing better than slipping into a skin-tight bodysuit and prancing around stage in front of horny men. Their hoots and howls make my pussy drool. My favorite part of the job is taking a man into a private boot...