This is purely fiction and intended as entertainment. If you are offended by description of interracial sex in a fantasy setting, forced impregnations and such, read no further. the author can be contacted via the CONTACT tab on his profile. Vikings I -What do you think, have you ever seen such a strange man before? Disa pushed some blonde strands of ha...
She could feel the panic rising in her chest. It was quiet, too quiet. The mist that surrounded her felt cool against her skin. The cotton of her nightdress swished about her as she pivoted on the large rock. She could hear the sea, and she could feel the rough gritty dusting of sand between her toes. However, it did not bring her the comfort it usually did....
I hated Halloween. I hated dressing up to go to parties. The costumes were always lame and quickly thrown together. Personally, I thought Halloween was just another excuse for people to get drunk. Nothing good has ever happened to me on Halloween. In fact, I usually got into some kind of trouble. When I was a kid, I would invariably end up with a bloodied no...
Thor the Viking, was not a happy warrior. Things had been going really well for him and his crew, he was on a winning streak, the seven seas etc were his playground, his domain, and all who sailed in them feared his awesome power, presence and sexual magnetism. You see Thor did not have to rape and pillage, the women came willingly. All wanted a piece of hi...
It is a cold damp night. It is about 9:00 p.m. I feel like a detective in an old movie. I am wrapped tightly in my tan trench coat. I strain to see the dimly lit door. Tension builds as I rehearse the plan again and again. The windows of my rental car are covered with a light sprinkling of rain that refracts the light from the street lamps. Each lamp is surr...
It was big, hard and very black. The massive column of pitch black masculine flesh filled and stretched queen Disa's pussy more than any other cock had done before. She moaned loudly as she laid naked on the warm summer grass in the shadow of the big painted runestone that her father, Horsa, had raised. The ornate runestone had been raised in celebration of...
Freya is a Norse Goddess of Viking mythology. She is associated with beauty, love and war and is a particular favourite of mine. Friday is allegedly named after her, which has got to be a good thing and as I love nature, the fact that she can shift into the shape of a falcon seems a pretty amazing power. Looking up at the stars tonight, see if you can spot t...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Once upon a time, a raiding party of Viking warriors fell upon a small Romany encampment along the coast of what would eventually become southern France. All who resisted were slaughtered, and the King of the Gypsies offered up His youngest daughter [LITEROTICA REQUIRED EDI...
The great wooden door of the convent crashed open, and the chanted prayers of the women faltered and died. A small group of Viking raiders burst in, their leader barking orders: "Rolf, Leif -- up to the end, look for any other doors, make ´em secure. Baldur, Harald, Skriv -- get these women over into that corner out of the way. And keep them quiet, eh? Fafni...
Thanks to mikothebaby for her editing Advise. All and any errors are all mine. ++++++ ...from Part 1 Now I am certain at some point in my life I have done dumber things then throwing white hot lighted flares onto an ocean of jet fuel. But at that moment, I truly could not recall committing a more inane dim-witted act. The first few flares went out, or h...