Harley put a cigarette into her mouth. The fire from her lighter illuminated her face. She was not wearing any make up. The hair on her head was only a couple inches long, as it was frequently shaved according to regulation. With her strong features, military haircut and unimpressive bust, she almost looked like a beautiful teenage boy, rather than a woman o...
Mary Jane stood in the middle of the sound stage dressed in some ones idea of what a woman would wear on an African safari. Khaki shirt and shorts with way too many pockets and a pith helmet. Thick socks and hiking boots completed the outfit. Several men, similarly attired, were lying on the floor with fake blood smeared on them. A mousy little man who had...
Submitted to literotica.com by the author. * "We didn't escape her this time either, did we?" asked his Lei. "No," admitted Kokata. His Lei, still in his hold, reached up a hand to his face. Kokata raised himself out of her reach. "Don't touch me," he snarled. Whenever his Lei touched him, Dark attacked shortly after. Mostly to cut his Lei. "Don't let...
"Farah? Where are you going?" My mother looked up from the earthen pot she was making while I donned my leather armor. I drew my machete, inspected its blade by the firelight and sheathed it, satisfied. "I'm going into the caves," I told her. "Haundi went in there two days ago, and no one has seen her. I'm going to find her." "You shouldn't do that," said...
A Halloween vixen is donning her mask   A black-widow spider of sorts Musing of how she will mete out her task   And letting her plan run its course A night full of torture, a feast of delight   Of bondage, in webs she has made An orgasmic feast for the spider all night   And torture on him, whom she preyed Her venom injected,...
2. THE RUINS OF THE SHRIEKING DEAD When they at last drew near the ruins on the horizon Greg was feeling pretty tired, and his obsidian sword was dragging against the rocks. Dalile still loped tirelessly, swinging her thorned sword and smiling. As they approached the ruins -- blackened husks of stone raising dead fingers towards the blood-red sky -- she slo...
Ann changed into her usual jeans and shirt, stuffed the maid costume into a large bag and quickly readied herself for the day. With fresh makeup, and smelling of flowers, she dashed over to the exhibition grounds. There she went straight to one of the restrooms and wiggled herself into the maid outfit again. The two little 'pasties' indeed barely covered h...
3 - Fancy Meeting You Here: On the return from my a training course I got as far as Birmingham New Street before my train was delayed. To be honest, I was quite surprised that I'd got this far without any scheduling problems. But now I had time to kill. A massively overpriced pint of beer and a bag of crisps was calling me. A young woman sat alone at a tab...
Michael stomped through the forest swinging his new club through the webs, taunting the smaller spiders. They gave less sp, but they were easier to kill so he figured he would grind them out for a little while and build his soul power back up. A small spider launched itself from a nearby branch, directly at his face. Michael raised the large piece of bark...
*Welcome to my first interactive story on here* Before we get started, here are a few simple guidelines. Please, try to make an effort to check grammar and punctuation, as I’d like this story to be readable. Next, put some effort in to the writing, it makes the story a little more interesting to read if it looks like you tried :) lastly, but most importantly...