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Andrew, is a young adventurer, aged 20 years. He has a sandy brown hair and emerald eyes which seems to twinkle with amusement and joy. He is 6 ft and 2 inches tall and has a lean muscular body and is quite good with the bow and sword.
He is also quite charming and many young ladies adore him and often gave him repayments for the jobs he has done for them, some of them includes themselves as payment.
Today, Andrew was quite tired after a long journey from the town of Hursthill and he arrived in Northrend, a small, quiet town. It was dark and he went to the nearest inn and tavern, the Raven's Stone. He was also quite hungry and thirsty and he waved over the nearest barmaid to take his order.
This story is loosely based on the PC game Darklands, released in 1992. It's Europe in the year 1400, and you're an adventurer, or a party of adventurers, out to fulfill a personal quest or simply seeking fame and fortune. You may choose to make a name for yourself in any number of ways, for good or for evil. 15th century Europe is fraught with dangers, God and His saints can intervene in the lives of mortals in dramatic ways, alchemy is real and heresy and witchcraft lurk around every corner....
FantasyWe met by accident. Bumping into each other at a re-enactment fair. I had tripped over her long trailing medieval dress, I was wearing light armour at the time, but still acted like a rolled tortoise on my back. She looked at me and smiled. It was twilight at this time and the early night had consisted of a lot of mead drinking. She bent over to help drag me up. Her long flowing aurban her lightly brushed my face and her essence although a weekend unwashed affected my deeply. Maybe it was the...
“So, who’s this, me bairn?” I heard a rather gravelly voice pose the query. Rising from the bed, whereupon I lay with Derwa, his daughter, I looked up to see a man who already had crouch in his back, probably due to malnourishment and long hours of smelting weapons and tools in the forge. It had to be Kenal, father of Derwa, and sure enough, it was. Given that I was naked, I could nearly have been any man to him, but my cleanliness raised obvious questions from the man. I had a shaved head...
A travelling knight, Garin would visit villages throughout the land and display his mastery of swordsmanship. He would entertain crowds for money, then spend a night in the local inn, before leaving for the next village the following day. A handsome man of 24, Garin was well-built. He stood at 5ft11, had light brown hair, blue eyes and perfect teeth. Not surprisingly, the women loved him. Money wasn't the only payment he received. Garin was witty also, and had a way with the maidens. They loved...
Fantasysooo.....I've been having these re-occuring dreams. I'm with a group of friends and we are being chased by some good looking, gorgeous tall broad bad guy who wants to kill us and if he catches up he will definatly kill us. No shit. He usually has a weapon on him such as a knife or a gun to make it more interesting. Normally in these dreams one of gets cornered, usually me. (Theres a surprise) I have to first Find my way out of the situation. Push my chest forward, to show him I mean buisness...
Author’s note: The noble ladies of medieval France loved tales of women who had to put up with old and jealous husbands. Sometimes the stories were comic, sometimes tragic, sometimes romantic – but always the bad husbands were outwitted, one way or another. Here’s my (slightly naughty) take on the bad husband tale. Rosette daughter of Galon was rounding the last corner between the village well and the cottage she shared with her mother and father when two of the Duke’s soldiers, magnificent in...
Introduction: inspired from real event.., This is an improved sequel of slave market……..it has an happy ending so dont pass any type of ratings or comments before atleast reading its ending it is a real story inspired from a historical event which lead to a revolution which abolished use of a torturus device named breast ripper………, i used pesonification as aliena in this…………,please read slave market before… Medieval revolution….thanks so lets begin i hope youll enjoy it more than 1st..,ok...
It was Friday afternoon when Mr Weatherby called me into his office and asked me if I would like to cover a Medieval Fair that is held once a year, on Saturday, at a nearby town. I was to take the camera crew and record the day’s events, my contact and the person that would be our guide was called Lorenzo. This was to be my first real assignment and I promised Mr Weatherby that he would not be disappointed and I would do whatever it took to cover the whole event. He looked at me and said...
Converted from "3934_01.txt" on 13-Nov-2005 by AscToHTM 5.0 Medieval Justice Time: middle ages By Ivan Bulley Chapter 1 A girl's school: Somewhere in EnglandThe curtains were drawn in the head mistress' office. In the dimmed lighting, faint drops of sweat on the foreheads of three teenage girls went unnoticed. Outwardly they seemed calm and even slightly arrogant. The headmistress of the girls' school stared at the delinquents. This time she would make certain that their punishment would...
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Luke had been off gathering food and firewood while waiting on Cecilia to get her lazy ass out of bed. It was getting to the point where he was going to break his promise and leave her sorry ass. She was lazy, incompetent, and greedy. Basically, all the traits that any American would think of when they heard the word; aristocracy. Marion on the other hand didn’t share any of those traits and she was very intelligent to boot, but she had cracked and ran off when Luke had told her his...
I rather vigorously pounded young Guaedret from behind, just a dozen minutes after I had taken a young monk who submitted to my advances. Since both happened in the presence of Bishop Heinz and Brother Luis, the Prior, the latter would naturally assume that I was simply a bugger. I would have to correct that in time. The former, of course, knew better as I had confessed to adultery with Derwa already. In any case, I made a point of buggering Guaedret in front of everyone as another...
After I spilled myself inside a very pleased Mellyn, I summoned the city fathers of Exeter together for a special convocation, despite refusing to remove the bathtub from their presence. In fact, I kept all of the ladies naked in full view of the town fathers, the elders of this great medieval citadel. It was a very deliberate test of their submission to my rule now. I even kept Guaedret nude for my pleasure as well. Ernest I permitted only his nightclothes, as a further demonstration of my...
When he looked back over the carcass of what he had, wrongly, as it had transpired, presumed was a happy marriage, he realised that the connubial deathwatch beetle that had done for the marriage had its genesis some six months previously when his wife, his ex-wife, as he supposed was the correct way to think of her, had pointed out an article in the English language version of an Italian publication she liked to read called, “Donna Cattiva.” The article was titled “Swinging the 21st Century...
The sun has barely risen over the horizon; light from your window paints the room orange and gold -- the colors of dawn, a new beginning. Today is the day. You slip out of bed and into your clothes, a black cloak over some brown leather common clothes. You lace up your boots and head downstairs into the kitchen, where your mother has set out breakfast for the family. Nothing special, just a few eggs scrambled with goat cheese, and your father and sister are already at the table, devouring them...
FantasyWho’s up for a POV Adventure? Just to be clear, ThePornDude ain’t a video game site, so I ain’t talking about first-person shooters. Then again, there will probably be some projectiles flying away from the camera and towards the other characters on the screen, but nobody’s going to get maimed or killed. Nah, any pretty girls who get shot around here are simply going to end up a bit stickier, a tad creamier, and perhaps a little less hungry than they’d been moments earlier. If they pull off the...
Premium POV Porn SitesPart one: The Adventure Begins. -Vanville Town- World renowned Rhyhorn rider Grace and her teenage daughter Leona had spent much of the last few days moving into their new home in the Kalos region. It was exhausting work but that didn't mean that Grace could let Leona sleep in till noon. “Would you go wake that lazy child of mine up Fletchling?” Grace asked a bird Pokemorph. Sitting on top of Grace's dinning table was a creature that looked like a harpy. It's body was...
"Sooth, 'tis a tonic to be in the open air once more," Merry exclaimed as Nightshade's booming wings hurled she and Karl among fleecy clouds. "I heartily agree," Karl replied. "Between the scheming nobility and the fawning hangers-on at court I am pleased to be shut of all such nonsense. No doubt you were becoming restless as well, noble dragon." "I was indeed," Nightshade replied. "Food is plentiful in the royal forests, but I crave adventure and to see new things." "We are...
The first thing a married couple dreams of is their Honeymoon. We went on our honeymoon after 5 months (as I had to go abroad for my project and she had to complete her MCA finals) But the 15 days that we stayed after marriage was like a fairy tale. With lots of love romance and Sex. Got to know a lot about each other.Then we met after h2 months and had lots of sex, but Honeymoon was still awaited. It actually brings you close. Plus we wanted a lot of adventure. The story may be long but...
Cassandra had never done this before. She had heard a few friends describe their adventures when they were able to leave their small town and visit a large city. However, Cassandra was always a little reluctant for fear her father or one of her brothers would hear of her activities and decide she really wasn't old enough to live on her own. In less than ten days she was moving from her parental home into her first apartment. The move to be independent still might not help. She feared the men...
Surely, this thunderstorm that had suddenly come over the palace had to be a bad omen, a warning to the proud Marshal to abandon his plans. And yet, the stubbornness of the veteran warrior was nearly as famous as he; having fought fiercely in the civil war and winning his position as Grand Marshal to the crown when the war was won last year, it was plain for all to see that Girard was a man who prized stability in the realm beyond all else. And if he thought that this plan was the only way to...
In the days of old, when lords and knights went off on spectacular, yet often long winded campaigns, the deserted ladies were left with three choices. Some, due to the nature of arranged marriages, would spend their time in the arms of some miscreant nobleman who, fearful or faithless, remained behind. Others who, with a less hot blooded yearning, were content with their chosen husbands would remain chaste until their men came home. A third choice made was by women whose soul was hued with both...
The day was clear and firm when the ceremony began. The wedding, officiated in the main church of Oniera, represented the inauguration of the position of lord of the fiefdom of the city of two hundred thousand inhabitants by Albert, the young son of the former lord, who died of illness. The boy, of only eighteen years of age, looked with lasciviousness at what in a few moments would be his wife, heir to the fief of the population of Santa Barbara, of twenty-eight thousand inhabitants. The girl...
BDSMTo begin, are you a male or a female.
“Let me guess, let me guess!” A short, plump, twenty-something woman wearing a gaudy yellow anthropomorphic costume of what you can only guess is suppose to be Japanese cartoon cat with a completely out of place princess cone hat excitedly greets you from within the entrance booth as you approach the fairground's main gate. Before you can get a word in the cat princess slides her thick rimmed glasses up her pimpled nose to get a better look at you and continues her interrogation, “Tragicomix,...
The year is 1066; William, Duke of Normandy, invades England from the south as King Harald Hadrade of Denmark seeks to besiege the north. King Harold Godwinson of England has defeated Hadrade at Stamford Bridge, and proceeds to combat William in East Sussex, in the famous Battle of Hastings. Godwinson is killed by a rain of arrows, and Duke William is crowned King Of England two months later.
You awake in your room in the small inn you'd found just last night. It wasn't one of the best in town, but you were exhausted and, at the time, you weren't concerned with the inn's aesthetic value. You feel a little homesick, but you quickly push that feeling away. After all, you're an adult now and you should be on your own. You could have stayed home another year, but you didn't want the others of your village to start talking about you. Especially considering your own brother had left when...
It was a dark and rainy evening. Samson had stoked the fire in the hearth to provide some greater warmth in the cottage, though the thunder drowned out the crackling of the fire. Dalila stood with her dress clinging to her from the rain soaking it as she rushed to gather her clothes from the wash line. She watched Samson as he bent over the fire poking the dying embers and igniting the kindling. She felt a lust for his body as she marveled at his muscles tensed in his hips and thighs, crouched...
Fantasy & Sci-FiLong ago there was a primitive country named Tonk barbaric activities were on a massive scale there especially for female natives. When they won any battle he captured all girls of conquered region and distributed them to nobles of the capital. One of the richest and most powerful noble Divnoor was a sadist he loved torturing, tormenting and killing females. Once after invading a country numbers of female prisoners were bought in the town center all girls were allotted and on the highest bid by...
In England, the monarch has decreed that the brothels and nunneries be turned into breeding centres so they can have a bigger army. Many are in approval of this as it is a great honour to have many children. The Nuns in particular love this as they by far love to have kids, which they have sex as well. Many pagan Vikings from the dark age came to the island for some unrestricted sex and orgies that their religion prevented, some had even brought their concubines to join in. This led to mass...
FantasyCHAPTER I Luke MacDougall was stretching out in his tent during his last night hunting the Brooks Range in Alaska. He had been hunting moose all week, and while he seen a couple, none had presented a decent shot so he hadn’t taken any. This didn’t bother him any, because in addition to hunting, he had also done some fishing and he had done good here. Plus, being that he had been away from the office, he had gotten a number of projects done and had sent the drafts to his secretary and...
The three of them pushed on through the night, just as Luke had said. By the next morning, Cecilia was almost asleep in the saddle and Marion wasn’t too far behind her. Even Luke was getting tired but he was used to it. When jetting all over the world ever week, you get use to not sleeping or grabbing cat naps whenever possible. They didn’t even stop to make breakfast. Today, breakfast was whatever was in the saddlebags that could be eaten cold. During the night, Luke had come up to a...
It was early the next morning when Luke and Marion woke the group up. The sun was just starting to light up the Eastern sky but everyone in the group was used to getting up this early. They made sure to cook up an extra hardy breakfast for they didn’t know when they would be able to eat again. Over the previous month the scared young women that had traveled out of York with Luke had been replaced with strong, young women that thought like soldiers and fought like lions. They now all...
The next week was an extremely busy one for Marion’s crew. It had been touch and go for Robin, but he was now starting to mend slowly. They also had their first encounter with Cecilia’s men since they had gone into hiding. Pollyanna and Stella had been coming back from a scouting trip when they almost literally stumbled on a group of Cecilia’s men raping five women that they had taken from a local village. Since they had the element of surprise and there were only five bastards, Stella...
As Luke and Bard came around the last corner, they could see Stella was already down. They didn’t know if she had been just dismounted or was hurt. Matt’s horse had been shot out from under him and he was trapped under it. The young man that had come to the camp was in the process of wrestling Pollyanna’s reins away from her and several men were coming out of the woods with bows drawn. Luke and Bard quickly dismounted. Bard wanted to ride straight to their rescue but Luke was worried...
As her general and his troops settled in for the winter, Cecilia started getting very disturbing reports from some of the villages. Marion was starting to really make herself a pain in the ass. Villages were declaring their allegiance to Marion and she was gathering troops around her. General Kleist of course wasn’t worried, after all what could a woman rebel and a few villages do to him. The worst bit of news for Cecilia came in just after Christmas and was that Marion appeared to be...
Luke had just planted his explosive when he felt the first arrow find its way through his armor and hit his leg, but he had no time to think about it for the explosive would be going off in fifteen seconds. He made sure that it was planted right and turned to run. That’s when he felt the second hit. This one was serious for it was in his abdomen. Before he could get out, he was hit once more in his leg. He fought through the pain to make sure that he was out of there in time. He ran out...
The night before had been hard on Marion for she was anxious to get the battle over with. They could hear the women’s cries coming from the enemy camp as they were being raped and it was everything that Luke could do to keep Marion and Gabriel under control. He did this by encouraging Marion to turn her anger and anxiety toward making sure the army was ready to go. The three of them went to every unit and visited with the troops for a little bit. Marion made sure that none of them had any...
Marion turned toward Cecilia and removed the jacket that she had been wearing. She then took her knife out and threw it across the platform where it stuck into a support beam. Marion knew that if people didn’t see the fight as fair then she would lose any respect that she still had. She then pulled out a scarf and tied it over her eyes. This completely surprised everyone including Luke and Gabriel. She knew that Cecilia had a knife on her for she had seen it before they even climbed up on...
The next morning, Marion woke up terrified and alone. It had been a long night for her because she had almost constant nightmares. Images of Gabriel on fire and Luke hanging from a tree, gutted; filled her head. Also, images of Pollyanna giving birth and her child split open on a pike while still attached by the umbilical cord; her own child being tossed into a pig pen and being eaten alive also flew around her head. All this while she was tied to a stake so unable to do anything about...
Luke was anxious to get home. Everyone just assumed that he just wanted to get home to fuck his hot girlfriend and even hotter wife and he did have to admit that was part of the reason. Ok a big part. The main reason though was that he knew that they were scheduled for invasion soon and from the spies that Marion had sent into Norway, he knew that the historical invasion was still on track. Luke wanted to get back so that they could get ready for it. Before he could leave through, he had to...
It was late June in the court of King Hardrada of Norway when a strange man approached him. The man wore just thread bare clothing for he had been traveling for many weeks and his beard was long. The man claimed to have a weapon so powerful that even a mire child who knew how to use it could easily defeat the most powerful and skilled of warriors. When the king heard this; he and his entire retinue fell over laughing but the mystery man was not dismayed. The man stood quietly until the king...
After dinner, Alice was extremely nervous for she had never been in bed with a man. Yes, her body had raped Luke the night before, but her brain wasn’t participating. This time, her whole body and soul would be involved. Looking at Alice, Gabriel knew some emotions that she was feeling. Gabriel could remember how nervous she had been her first time. Something that Gabriel had never told anyone was that she had been engaged to be married as well. Her parents had picked a man from a neighboring...
The skirmish was hardly worth being called a battle, of course, as it took less than an hour, by my reckoning, to seize the town hall and the houses of the local magnates. Said magnates were not hard to notice, from the aldermen to the town magistrate to the mayor. They were also not hard to impress with the seriousness of my claims of authority and power, as I wore the amulet over a monk’s robe and at least some of them probably believed my claim to be a defrocked friar. “So, this is what...
I now had the Guildhall. For the moment, I slept there as well. I also had Derwa, Delen, and Mellyn wash Maggie and me in a tub of heated water brought there, after which I had them wash each other, too. I then instructed Kenal, Treave, and Guaedret to bathe each other as well. I even summoned Ernest Shackler and compelled him to bathe with the primitive soap as well as water available, just before fucking Maggie in full view of him. “Sir Godfrey, bend over and let Ernest here bugger you....
Little did the girls realize they had their car worked on while in the bar. The sadistic team kept them under constant surveillance inside while members outside worked under the hood to allow the car to stop running after about 5 minutes. The group was made up of 6 guys and 1 hot girl. This girl was twisted and gave orders to the guys on what to do. She ran the show. She was a sex crazed maniac. She loved the rush of controlling the men and telling them how to ravish her poor female...
Today was Lilliana's happiest day of her life. As a single cow demihuman mother of five, Lilliana's life was strained and difficult. Now, all that hard work paid off as a tear ran own her cheek watching her oldest finally go up the stage to receive her Adventurer diploma. The crowd cheered as the group of new adventurers stood by the podium. The cow demihuman family cheered the loudest out of any other group. Their breasts bounced and jiggled with each step they took. "Mom, look!" A blonde...
LesbianIn this story, you get to play an adventurer who gets to encounter many fun and consensual bondage related endevours! (At the present, the 'start game' function doesn't really offer much, as I'm still in the process of adding in more chapters and branching choices to flesh out this CYOA. There are no actual 'variables' that are used yet, but feel free to throw some suggestions in the comments!)
FantasyKeri’s nipples are so impressive. When fully erect they are about an inch long and about three quarters of an inch wide. When unaroused they are the same width but shrink to less than half an inch long. The surrounding areolas are a rich brown red clay color and surrounded by many smaller Montgomery Glands. It would seem that her nipples are attached directly to her clitoris. If my hand brushed her pussy her nipples pop up fully. If I pinch a nipple her clit swells. If I do both at the same...
We begin our story in the tiny hamlet of Frostbite Falls, Minnesota USA, population 27, where two of its leading citizens reside; Rocket J. Squirrel and Bullwinkle J. Moose. It looks like they're involved in some intense study. Let's listen in. "Do you have any tens?" "Go fish," said Rocky. Well, it looks like they're more involved in leisure time activities. Unfortunately, a couple of dark figures are approaching their quaint cabin that is sure to break up this relaxing...
Anne and I have been been married ten years next month. Like many marriages ours has hit some rough spots along the way. About four years ago our journey was dealt a severe blow involving deception and lies. It all started when I came home early, with plans to surprise her with a early anniversary dinner and romantic evening. I could hear the bath running and decided to share my plans when she got out of the tub. I grabbed a beer and noticed Anne’s laptop open on the dining table. I took a...
Anne and I have been been married ten years next month. Like many marriages ours has hit some rough spots along the way. About four years ago our journey was dealt a severe blow involving deception and lies. It all started when I came home early, with plans to surprise her with a early anniversary dinner and romantic evening. I could hear the bath running and decided to share my plans when she got out of the tub. I grabbed a beer and noticed Anne’s laptop open on the dining table. I took a...
Quickie SexSouth American AdventureChapter OneThe pub was packed with noisy students laughing, joking and drinking. It was noted for it. After all, it was the closest to one of the main university halls of residence and as such was very popular. Cindy sat alone in a corner, hoping her friend would hurry up and arrive. A quiet, shy girl in her first year at University reading Geography, she did not mix or make friends easily and actually found it quite difficult to be alone in such a lively...
Today's the day; the day your life has lead up to. You are 18 years old, and by your villages tradition, at the age of reckoning. You must venture forth into the strange world, leaving the comforts of your village and make a name for yourself. As you sit in your room, gathering up the last of the essentials you will be taking on your journey, you glance at your mirror, idly looking yourself over.
Author’s Note: Thanks, again, to snooper, my editor. Those of you that have read African Adventure will notice a significant passage of time between that story and this one. There is another story that comes between these two and deals in detail with events that are alluded to or briefly referenced in this story. I have elected not to publish that particular story on Literotica because it’s mostly adventure. Frankly, there’s far too little sex to interest most Literotica readers. The story was...
Nan’s encounter with Andre had left her full of confidence and newfound sexual energy. She learned that not only could she enjoy sex, but desired it. And while her fling with Andre was completely gratifying, it also sparked a flame deep within her and the fire was building. With the French countryside well behind her, she fantasized about André as the train moved on. They had said goodbye in Austria, and now she was headed to Italy. She had always been fascinated by the tales of ancient Rome....
TabooEmma loved the feeling of the African sun pouring down on her topless body as she suntanned on the back of their fifty foot yacht! There were only a few men on board: Jack, her guide, the yacht Captain, and two ship hands. Emma was pretty sure they were either sleeping or busy taking care of the yacht.Emma was being careful to not sunburn her titties! So she had put a liberal amount of SPF 30 sun block on her white tits! She wasn’t out to get them tanned, she just loved the heat of the sun on...