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NAUGHTY FAIRY TALES: Sexy Snow White and the Hot Hunter Once upon a time there was an evil queen who ruled the Kingdom of Vaenia. This queen was called Goldoria. But despite her evil nature and her age (she was three hundred years old), the queen was the most stunningly beautiful woman in all the land. She had pale white skin, fiery auburn hair and striking emerald eyes. She was strong and powerful, capable of fighting or even talking her way out of a fight. Hells, she didn’t even...
Part One: Showtime When our new neighbor forgot (?) to pull her shades down she put on quite a show for my husband and me. "Honey," my husband called to me from the bedroom. "She's doing' it again. Come watch." We had a new neighbor, a single woman named Shayla. We had talked to her over the fence a few times, but really didn't know her very well. We thought she was a little shy. We were going to be proved wrong on that. A few weeks after she moved in Lee and I were lying in bed with the...
M.I.B.D. Artemis The Hunter Synopsis:Is the sequel to The Academy where The Agency and Hunter Enterprises face off against the Academy in a final showdown that changes the world. ~*******************~ Synopsis:Jo Ellen is the heir of Diana Hunter: the tragic heroine who was Joe Rossi. Joe was a Mafia "wise guy". Joe was often bullied by the larger boys due to his small size. Joe soon developed a reputation as a small, tough and wiry fighter. His speed, dexterity and agility made him...
Mirage rose to fill his glass after he drained it then returned to her seat, crossing her legs uncomfortably. She wasn't used to being dressed like this in front of anyone but Lineal and Lynette and she was feeling a bit naked in front of Hunter. It might have helped if he wasn't looking at her the way he was, as if she were sitting here in that extreme state of undress. She drank more of her whiskey, clearing her throat. "Okay, anytime you want to start. I don't have all night...
It got truly strange that evening. At 1800, just as we were being served dinner, a major showed up wearing a crisply starched ACU. Starching Army Combat Uniforms was prohibited since it supposedly screwed up the flame resistance and infrared signature patterns on them. Maybe he never got the memo, or maybe he didn’t care. By that point they had me up and walking around. He sat down at the table we were at and introduced himself. “I’m Major Duckworth and I’m with the Public Affairs Office. I’m...
I spent a lot of time in Mr. Schwartz's firing range practicing a quick draw with my shoulder holster. He let me use his range because I bought a lot of ammunition from him. I have been at it for three weeks, and Mr. Schwartz said that I was the fastest he had ever seen at drawing a gun. That made me feel good, but I knew that there was surely somebody around who was faster than me. I worked on making up for that flaw with my accuracy. I got to the point that I could draw and hit my target...
The gun season for white-tail deer starts a week before Thanksgiving and even though ‘my’ woods are privately owned, hunters encroach on them from neighboring game lands. My grandfather's brother really owns the land, and he doesn't give a shit about hunters, so none of it is posted. When I hike into what I call ‘my’ cove during hunting season, I have to be careful or I could get shot. After what happened last year though, I’ve learned the risk can be worth it.My great-uncle owes 125 acres of...
Gay MaleI had fifteen Summers, and had reached my full growth a span of seasons before. It was past time that my clan consider me Sree. I'd first spilled my seed on the ground during my twelfth Summer, and had, right after that, spent my half moon's time alone in the forest, in order to prove myself to my clan a Mek Hunter. In my clan, Mek means boy and Sree means man. For a Mek to get to be a Sree, there had to be unanimous agreement from the Sree hunters. At my last petition, I'd only received...
I was raised on a feral wilderness planet. My father was a hunter, trapping and killing for their meat the ferocious animals that dominated the planet. My mother ran a smallholding to raise grain, fruit and vegetables, heavily protected by fortifications and electric fences. My sisters showed no aptitude or inclination for hunting but readily took to helping my mother expand her smallholding. I took to hunting like a duck to water, surpassing my father's skills by my mid-teens. I could walk...
In January 1869, the flat, featureless plains of Texas were known as the Staked Plains, after the early Spanish explorers who had discovered the desolate area drove stakes into the ground as markers to lead them back to safety. A lonely, desolate area of dirt, grassland, and Indians, it would be easy to lose one’s sense of direction if unaccustomed to such terrain. In the distance the dust rose in the wake of a lone rider as he moved across the desolate grassland. John Henry Bain rode a dark...
Greetings. You’re probably wondering what’s going on. Well, let me break it down. I am Gabriel Dominguez. I was your average high schooler senior. I had gotten a full-ride to Princeton, and had the hottest girl as my girlfriend. But, everything change when ‘it’ happened. What happened was that, due to unfortunate circumstances, the world had come undone. A virus was contracted in a lab, and it caused to spread around the country. It killed millions, including my own father. A vaccine was...
FantasyA quick one shot that was spawned from a dream I had – and couldn’t resist writing down. Maybe, one day, the nameless hunter will spawn a story of her own. I’m pretty new to literotica, having only joined I think yesterday. So this is my first piece! I LOVE constructive criticism. — Deception BTW: I’ll be needing an editor, so if anybody can either recomend one, or is one themself – feel free to contact me. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx o—– The Tragic Hunter —–o It was...
She was frightened. Of course she was; she knew how she must have looked to those guys she just passed, the ones whose eyes devoured her like a tiger does an antelope. But it was her own fault; she knew far better than to be taking the long way home, the dangerous way. As she passed the men she heard a low growling noise, one that a human could make, but shouldn’t. She looked up and locked eyes with one of them – only for an instant, but that was enough. He appeared to be the leader from the...
Growing up, my grandfather raised me after my parents died in a head on collision with a truck. He would tell stories about Blood Rose Mansion up on Snow Mountain that actually had the hairs on the back of my neck stand. Those nights were sleepless ones as I lay in my bed, waiting and listening. Nothing ever happened as best as I could recall, until one fateful hot summer day, a day that would change me forever.It was my eighteenth birthday and Gramps took me to Martha’s Cafe for some...
Monster SexInside the tavern laughs, curses and songs filled the air as a fire blazed in the fireplace at one end of the tavern. Mugs of ale cluttered tabletops. Nikki Wolfe took another sip of her ale as a stranger sat down in the empty seat at her table. Warily she looked at him as her hand slid toward her pistol. "Nikita Wolfe?" He asked. He felt no fear even though he had heard many strange things about her. He knew she had been a crack whore in the city of Kelben, and yet she had turned twenty about...
FantasyCunt Hunter By Llabmik Chapter 1 – Quiff Quest I watch the woman's washroom for the right moment and the right female whileI slowly push the bucket and mop the floor in my janitor's uniform. I'm notthe janitor and it's a cheap uniform easily available at department storeseverywhere. The corridor is usually deserted. I only mop when someone comesalong. I inspect the merchandise as it parades to the woman's washroom from theparty. I'm patiently waiting for some Grade A fuckmeat to be all...
The harsh chords of Motorhead’s Ace of Spades pierced the air as the lone occupant of the house sang along. A hard knocking somehow made it through Lemmy’s gravelly vocals and brought a halt to the single woman concert that had taken over the living room.“Hold on!” the occupant shouted while lowering the volume and shuffling over to the door wearing yellow ankle socks, pink booty shorts – white draw-strings tied in a bow at the front – and a wife-beater.She gazed through the peep-hole and...
LesbianThe Head-Hunter By Katharine Sexkitten I'm not sure who had the biggest look of shock on their face, me or him. His oft-spoken words kept ringing in my ear. "The Yakasuchi 9500 is never wrong". Six months before the world shut down, my wife of thirty-one years announced one day that she was leaving me. Empty-nesters then, our three children out of the house and making their own way in life, she said, matter of factly, that while she still loved me and always would, she...
She awoke with a start, or had she been awake all along? This had happened to her before, and yet, she still did not understand. Each time it happened, she recalled a few more details, but they were still quite confusing. And like each time before, she was in some strange garb.Brianna looked around to see where she was. It always took her some time to reorient herself after these episodes. That was taking less time after each experience, or at least it seemed that way. The room was the same…...
Fantasy & Sci-FiThis is a story about a bounty hunter or hunters who is coming up the ranks quickly for being one of the best bounty hunters ever. So who shall the story be about?
Hot night. Loud music. Sea of movement. I am on the prowl! I'm in need, and the hunt has begun. Holding mydrink, I let current of bodies carry me slowly around the dance floor. Theair is thick with energy and body heat. One can easily get lost in sensoryoverload; bass drumming deep in the stomach, a kaleidoscope of lights almostpalpable on the exposed skin. Momentarily lightning-like flashes replacedby minute darkness ? ~ where do all these hands go at those times? ~ Couples moving in unison,...
The cool autumn wind fled from the storm building on the west side of the valley. It was late in the day and as the clouds gathered, Augustus Travis Baylor turned up the collar on his flannel shirt. Gus, as he was called, said into the wind, "Glad I wore this shirt. Those clouds are gonna drop the temperature even more; might be snow before morning." The heavy flannel shirt was almost a jacket in a muted green and brown plaid. It wasn't a camo shirt but did a good job of letting Gus blend...
I sat in my den, oiling my trusty, blue-steel Parker shotgun, surveying the trophies on my walls. The shells loaded with double aught buckshot were already packed and ready to go. My name is ML Wens. I’m a professional troll hunter and this is troll season, my favorite time of year. I have stumbled into this job some time back after a town meeting at the Literotica Forum. When it was suggested that someone hunt down and rid our fair community of the critters that had become such a blight, I...
A folder lies on a table under a lamp, the entire room is pitch black safe this table. Someone sits down and a large red coloured hand reaches into the light opening the folder. Inside of the folder is a single file on a Girl called Samora. Name: Samora Gender: female Age: 23 Place of Birth: N/A Nationality: N/A Hair Color: jet black Eye Color: emerald green Ethnicity: N/A Skin Tone: pale Pubic Hair: no Distinguishing features: a large tattoo on her back, looks like a flaming orb Height: 5'...
FantasyLet me first tell you this is not your typical interracial erotic tale. I am not the wife who husband wants to see her get fucked by a black dick. I am not the lonely house wife who meets a mysterious black guy with a 12 inch cock. I am definitely not the white woman who sexual side was awakening by a Black Adonis.I am none of those women. I am Suzanne and my white pussy doesn't get tame by black dick. My white pussy tames black dick. I like all types of cocks. I fucked all type of cocks but I...
Emma Stokes smiled as she sensed just how nervous her partner was. That was unsurprising, many virgin men are nervous their first time with a woman but for Emma that was all part of their charm. Her latest conquest’s name was Brian. He was twenty years old and still a virgin, or at least would be for the next few minutes before Emma changed that forever.“Don’t worry,” she cooed softly as she ran a hand down the young man’s chest and into his underwear resting it on his rock hard cock “I’ll make...
The Bounty Hunter By Clara Ann Claymore It was a hot, dry day in Goldthwaite. Nothing much ever happened there. There might be a sand storm or maybe a calving and once a week, the stage would come in from Brownswood. The horses and riders would ride down the main street, leaving little tornadoes of dust in their wake. Johnny was delivering some bags of flour and salt to the stage depot when he saw Jethro, the depot dog, lift up his head and perk up...
He had been walking for quite a while now, the rain showing no signs of letting up. The last week he had felt weaker and weaker. He guessed he was getting sick, but it didn't seem to matter. As long as he still had the strength to move he would. The autumn had finally arrived, the leafs changing colors, and the shrill cries from the birds migrating troubled him, creating a wild longing in him too. Even without any clear goal for his travel, and of lately without much money too, making him...
I am a hunter. I only hunt the greatest prey on the earth, man. Not any man, only the female of the species. But age has no consern to me. I take what I want, at any given time, and place, where ever that is. This is from one of my hunts. Monday, noon. I'm heading for city, walk the pedestrian street in center and enters Sears, and I roam the place, looking for a pray. In the department for lingery I spot her, a yount woman, 5'4" and around 120 pounds, nice figure and blond. Discretely I...
Droid hunter, I had been proud of the title when I got the promotion. It wasn't the murder cops or even the burglary squad, but it was a soft clothes job. I hated being a patrolman. I especially hated the domestic quarrels which occupied most of my time. I didn't understand how people who had enough money to own a Droid of there own thought. Hell, if the Droid stopped pleasing you, just pull the drive disk and put in a new one. If you got tired of his/her features, just sell the junk on...
Hitch turned the fresh droppings over in his fingers. Still warm. He peered up the game trail through narrowed eyes, ears listening for any sound of the deer he'd tracked since the night before. Hearing nothing, he dropped the scat and rose from his crouch, exhaling vapors into the cool morning air. He was many miles north of his usual hunting grounds. Since the previous fall, deer had been difficult to track down. Where there had once been bounty, he found only scant signs of their...
Mmmmm - lipstick, short skirts, high heels - MAN! I feel like a woman! Ladyboi Queen Keven-Jeanne Sissyfag keeps pushing her hard penis down as she walks to the adult arcade. It's a steaming hot afternoon, and the horny little bitch is already thinking about the hard cock she's gonna suck tonight. Sissyboi is wearing a black halter top, purple butt baring short shorts, high heels, and red lipstick. She has beautiful silky legs, and not a HAIR on that fine sissy ass! Most of the mile walk is...
Effeminate little bitch boi Keven Jeanne Bardot, dreams of becoming First Lady! Of course, this little bitch dreams of being a sexy sissy cheerleader too! In his dreams and fantasies, sissy boi Keven Jeanne is never a biological woman - Keven Jeanne does not want to actually BE a real woman; he is ecstatic at being a perverted idea of a woman - something only a creature who hated god would create, to ruin the beauty of god's creation. And just because he doesn't want to be a real woman, doesn't...
It's deer season in Ohio and so it is that time of year my wife and I ride around and check out the deer camps spread through the country side. We always talk about stopping and her giving the hunters a good time, just fantasizing as we go. She has been a hot wife for six or seven years now, but has only fucked three other guys, with me watching her fuck one of them. It is Sunday and we always go for a ride on Sundays, just cruising through the country and enjoying the day. So on this Sunday,...
Erotic Fiction"This bout is a tag team match scheduled for one fall, and is for the tag team championship! Introducing first, the challengers, accompanied by DJ Rigo and Lorena, residing in Las Vegas, weighing in at a total combined weight of 490 pounds, Blake Hawkins and Tim Thomas, Black Thunder!"The crowd (mostly women) cheered for the cocky, arrogant chippendale characters known as Black Thunder."Their opponents, at a total combined weight of 510 pounds, accompanied to the ring by Jason Maxwell, they...
ThreesomesI have this one regular who comes in every Sunday night. He never gives me money, because for one thing, he’s just not a trick; and for another, he knows I want him probably more than he wants me. He fucks a lot of strippers at the club next door – in fact he’s even fucked my ex wife. I didn’t tell him that she’s my wife, but I asked him once if he’d ever been with Cherish - that's Dani's stage name - and he said he had. I don’t even know his name, but we’ve been having sex together for over 4...
I was almost twenty summer seasons and had been gone from home for two. I had been a sub strike leader in the fleet stalker companies. The war was over and now I was home and looking for work. With all the other warriors returning it was not easy. I caught a public transport towards the edge of the city to meet an old friend who said he had an offer for me. I glanced around at the others on the ground transport and there were only two teenage girls. The rest were unkept clerks or maintenance...
Dear reader, welcome to the Silvre addition to the vampire hunters books. A warning before you begin to read. There will be many ways to play this character and many ways for the stories to go. There will be bad endings, so be careful what you choose. This character while human as been "modified" by the hunters to make her much stronger and faster than a normal human. What this means is she has vampiric blood inside of her. The vampire they have chained up in the headquarters basement, making...
FantasyAfter entering the bounty hunter's office, you push your prisoner. “Keep moving.” Your helmet changed the sound of your voice to be more menacing.. Add to that full body armour it makes you rather intimidating. The girl starts walking again. She's naked sans shoes... well, you could count rope restraining her and ball-gag in her mouth as part of her clothes, but you doubt that she would agree. You stop before officer. “Shade.” He nods with respect. You give the officer the bounty poster of...
My wife stood before me, us, butt naked. The expression on her face was just as confused as was mine. I quickly glanced up and down her beautiful nakedness, taking note that my seed was trickling down her thighs, which made me smile to myself. Hilda let out a belly laugh so hard her tits bounced as she high fived the girls. WTF?They were all in on this?My wife and I just stared at each other. No words, just blank stares. Lots to process.What struck me was how subtly I had grown unfamiliar...
Group SexZofeya Caldwell sat at Fiona’s dining table and nervously sipped at her glass of iced water, not taking her bright blue eyes from the older woman. It had been just over a week since she had completed her Law degree at the University and, now, here she was, about to keep her part of the bargain. The twenty-one-year-old bit her lip gently as she looked at her Law tutor who was sitting opposite her, the forty-year-old woman staring at her, elbows on the expensive dining table before her, hands...
SpankingNow if you read this story and look at the pictures provided to go along with the story you'll see how I was dressed and erotic it was especially for me and anyone else who saw me. It was the first day of November 2014 and the first snow fall of the year. There were three cabins out near the coast that was rented out for hunting and one of the local girls said that all three cabins had 4 to 6 guys in each one. According to her, these white men were pretty good looking and big masculine types....
The Bounty Hunters Author Note: I wanted to say thanks to Eric and Brain for plot ideas and to Chris for editing. ************************** Magic has always existed but it is now openly acknowledged. 10% of the population is magically sensitive and 5% can actually be taught to cast spells. Only about 1% of the population has the ability to earn a Magic- User 3rd Class license. In a country of 300 million, that means there are potentially 3 million professional practitioners. ...
I gazed at Marva as our ship set down upon Nimbus Five. Both of us wanted Kotchman badly. Badly enough to cause two lone wolves to team up. Each of us had certain skills that placed up in the elite of the bounty hunter trade, still he had evaded us. The only bright side to his last evasion was that it swelled the price on his head so sweetly, that even dividing the pot in half, Marva and me would not have to ply our trade again for a very long time. We were using my ship because it made...
Many in the small village of Elcher Hill had not believed that the young woman who stood before them had the power to protect them. When the beast came the night before, she met it with blade and cunning. Werewolves are hard to kill, but she had experience enough to deal with a newly transformed beast. When it had lunged at her, she had stabbed her silver dagger into its chest and allowed herself to fall backwards. When her back hit the ground, her feet shot upwards, propelling the heavy...
Description: Steven and Faith have been friends since they were in high school together. Steven is now twenty- three and in a commit relationship with Jimmy. But when Jimmy breaks up with Steven for another man. Steven is outrageous and seeks comfort in Faith. A night that was supposed to be comfort turns into a something else. Now Steven is trying to figure out what all of this means. He has always been gay but now he think he might feel something for his best friend Faith. * Episode One:...
hey sb here…. this is the last episode in Steven`s lies…. I finally finished it. And going on to my other work and taking a break. Hope you enjoy sb Episode five: The Date Faith sat at home. It was past midnight, morning was on the horizon. Faith had decide to go on a date with Kevin. He was cute and he was straight. Kevin was co-worker and asked Faith out on a date last week. She said no because she always believe deep down that Steven would come around. Faith sat up and ready to text Kevin...
Sissy Hunters By Meganprincess I am writing this from the Grand-Hotel du Cap-Ferrat in the south of France. A few years ago, staying at a place like this would have been a mere dream. My husband was a policeman back then. What we had wasn't a glamorous life and we barely managed to pay our bills. Paul was usually unhappy and started to drink too much due to the stress of his job. I was frustrated and didn't know what to do with myself. And then one day I discovered Tumblr. What a...
The morning had been unevenful until now but a strange thought suddenly entered my mind. I'd like to have a piece of that ass. And that would never ever happen if she was alive. As I pondered whether it would be worth the risk; the devil won out and I raised the rifle again and adjusted the scope elevation for the distance to Mrs. Palmer and squeezed the trigger. The rifle barked and I saw my 2 legged "deer" fall backward on the bench; convulse a few times and then she was still. Climbing...
He knew the best place to find them was in the dark music clubs. The coffee houses that stayed open all night. In every city there were at least two. It was their weakness, the loneliness. They need to congregate & gather. In every case he had found a dozen, cutting them out of their crowd of followers and copycats. Following them in the breaking dawn to their secret lairs, pretenders lived in houses and apartments, with their parents. The real ones were alone, in the night darkened stinking...
by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Hikaru: the Perfect Slave Note: Mark's friend Tom requested a Japanese, young woman for his slave. Mark found Hikaru Hojou, an exchange student, at Rogers High School. June 6th, 2056 – Hikaru Hojou – Kyoto, Far East District I knelt in my fuku: a plain, white, buttoned-down shirt tucked into a short, red-green tartan skirt. Loose, white socks clung to my ankles. Everyday, my master Tom would select one of a dozen different outfits for his slaves to...
She looked at her ipod and noticed it was already six o’clock. The sun was already rising on the East side of the mountains. For the past two days the sun has been out early, not what she wanted. She loved running in the dark and finishing right before the sun rised. She still had another mile to go but was going to have to cut it short. She turned around and started heading North where her car was parked. From a distance she could see the little shops opening up for the day. She wondered...
Two very fit women stand ready to take her and say exit now calmly or we will remove you with force. The woman says fuck you bitches I am not going anywhere until I am ready to as one of the guards calmly takes out a air-taser the woman see it and says like that is going to change my mind and the guard shoots the woman and pulls the trigger. Zap, tap, tap, tap, and tap as the woman jerks and screams in pain and falls out of the van. They pull her out as another guard comes from a...
Patrick Murphy walked slowly and silently through the wooded area. His eyes were constantly moving, viewing everything around him, watching where his feet would step, looking for any sort of movement. His rifle was across his chest in both hands, ready to fly to his shoulder for firing. Nothing moved, he heard no sounds. He didn’t like it. He was not disturbing the animals and birds but they were not moving. A movement caught his eye. It was a squirrel. Low on the side of a tree. It was...
I saw her coming toward the plane after I had secured the cooler in the rear seat. She couldn’t be my angler, I was expecting a man. She was definitely headed for the plane and was carrying a rod case and a tackle box. She walked up and stood in front of me. ‘Are you Captain Tag Gordon?’ ‘I am, and you must be Mack Anniston.’ ‘Correct.’ ‘Here, let me stow your gear in the plane, do you have more things?’ ‘Yes the driver is bringing the other bags.’ She had a sweet and melodious voice, but I...
I lick my fingers and bring them down to my longing pussy. In circular motions I rub my clit as my head tilts back and I moan. Where I was only some what wet before I started, now I’m soaked and not just from the sensations I’m giving myself, but by fantasizing of my ghost hunting partner, Trevor. I had met him years back and while I had started talking to him because of my attraction to him, I learned that he, like me, was very interested in the paranormal. A few months later, we joined...
My appetite was incredible. It had been in days and only then did I realize just how murderous I felt inside, more than ready to submit to my cravings, to release the beast within. When had I last fed? Four days? Or was it six? And why hadn’t I? Was it caution? Fear? Sheer repulsion? I can answer yes to all three, but I’d be lying to you. Let’s just say, I was saving myself, starving myself to be exact, for a wondrous meal, dessert possibly included. But let me tell you honestly, that my will...
My dad and mom loved to play Bridge, and they had a group of three other couples–their Card Club– who played together every week at our house. I was very interested in learning the game. When I turned sixteen, my parents let me watch them play. Occasionally, I got a chance to sit in for a few hands, while one of the men took a break to make drinks or go to the bathroom. I was an apt pupil and picked the game up quickly. Although my bidding was a bit quirky, I discovered I had a natural aptitude...