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"And that will be 5 gold pieces," I said as I handed the ores to the blacksmith. I smiled to myself as he walked away. But then I realized that was the best sale I made today. 15 gold pieces for the whole day.
It's been a harsh couple of weeks. I just barely managed to make half of what I usually do this week. I could think of nothing but my financial issues as I packed up my caravan. I don't really need the money. But with the state of Rem's economy right now... my family needs all the help they can get...

Iriman laughed as the whip tore the flesh from my back. I refused to cry out. That was what he wanted. I would let the pain become hatred and the hatred would fuel my resolve. I would deny Iriman, that pettiest of tyrants, no matter what it cost.
My crime had been minor. I had been caught speaking Rhandic with Hulda. Even with my privileges, I was not immune to the law. Five strokes for speaking anything other than Kharish. The other five were Hulda's, given to me because Jezreal didn't want to scar her ...

The werewolf's tongue licked her leg, sampling the dried fluids there. Ardour's thighs were coated with a night's worth of its prodigious spend, which had run from her in rivulets when the invading knot had finally been withdrawn. She had been barely conscious at that point and she had drifted in and out of sleep between then and now....

This story takes place in the universe created by fellow writer "farbeyondourstars".
Olympus Beckons - Part 9: "Convoy Duty."
The command chair, situated in the centre of the bridge, elevated so as to overlook the myriad consoles and stations that surrounded it, as well as the officers who manned them, had, for his whole career, both lured and terrified him....

Over several millennia, the demon kings of the day, now considered failures to the race and prophecy, had left behind their presence in the hundreds of fortresses and castles dotting the vast landscape. The source of magical and physical experimentation that had bolstered the military efforts of the day, left behind upon the death of him to whom their loyalty was bound at the hands of humanity's champion, emanated unto the surrounding area and the nation as a whole as if a plague, the last curse of the fail...

Welcome back, Lit readers! It's been... a few... months. Instead of going on about the details of the unintended delay... I have exciting news! One of my readers from here reached out, and after I responded we connected and chatted online for pretty much the entire day. That was all that way back in October... so... fast forward to present day and now I have a girlfriend who will be moving in with me and my wife (and our housemate) hopefully sometime in the fall. I'm super excited for that....

As the Peregrine finally touched down within Tantalaigh Orbital, both women were silent for a long moment. Alex was daydreaming about the upcoming food, and Eta still sat deep within her own thoughts. Beneath them the landing pad gave a shudder as it began to pull the ship down into the hangers below....

(Note: This is a long, ongoing story. It is a story with sex. It's a sexy story. It is in many ways a story about sex. But, it is not strictly a sex story. Many chapters may even be SFW.
This chapter, however, is very NSFW!)
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All That Glitters - A Space Odyssey


Chapter Seventy-One:

Byandi mating ceremony part 2.
The Mylatrin claims her Caltan part 2.
© LACLarke 2025. This series 'All That Glitters - A Space Odyssey', in whole or in part, cannot be transferred to any other site without the prior authorizations in writing from the author and LAClarke must be credited for this work....

**So this is a random idea that kinda just... happened. It's a modern day world, but there's all your fantasy species needs. Don't overthink it.**
Ichabod's coffee was packed with every kith and kin in Dragonsbane City--from the shortest gnome to the tallest giantfolk, everyone loved caffeine and sugar and milk, which was why there was an Ichabod's across the street from this Ichabod's. Non-threatening gnomish jazz played overhead, the baristas were doing their best to keep up with the line, and more tha...

Diego sighed quietly, drumming his fingers against his chest in the mellow amber light which shone from above his bed. His eyes were bouncing between the different data screens around him; the estimate had been inaccurate again. First it had been a month, then a week. Now, it was six hours. What's more, he was supposed to be asleep. The rest of the ship was snoozing away right now, leaving him alone in the medbay after saying their goodnights. Leaving him idle. Bored. And, seemingly, healed....

Chapter 4
WHO ARE YOU?
I smelled the delicious food before we pulled into the gas station. The taco truck stood brightly in the corner.
Jonny parked close to it. "Let's eat." He glanced at my lap with his lip trapped between his teeth and I wanted nothing more than to kiss him, pull his lip between my teeth and bite gently....

In 2044, 18-year-old Clint chooses to serve out his 3-month sentence as the only man in a girls' reform school, rather than a jail. The women set about teaching him to submit and feminizing him into Kitty.
All characters are 18 or over. Feedback welcome, as always.
Serving Time
by Kris Cherita...

The boatswain's whistle sounded on the public address system throughout the Nestia's decks to alert the passengers and crew of an imminent message. "Attention everyone," Inta's pleasant voice echoed throughout. "We will be arriving in the Khosrow system in one hour. All teams have been requested to confirm their readiness for action. Thank you," she signed off....

Overall, I looked pretty decent for a 50-year-old desk jockey. I stood in front of the full body mirror in the resort suite's bathroom and assessed myself as honestly as I could. With one hand on the towel around my waist, I wiped the fog off the mirror, revealing the marble shower behind me. Five-ten, not too much overweight, muscles under my fat - I could definitely stand to be in better shape, though I had a fairly good dad bod. Still, when I think about the my wife that I pulled, I must be doing somethi...

Chapter 31
There was a downside to Mathias getting so much rest during the day. And that was that he was able to dream once more. Luckily his sleep was interrupted before he could start thrashing and screaming.
Mathias calmed his breathing and heartbeat as quickly as he could so that he could listen for what had disturbed his very disturbing dreams. However what he heard was quite confusing. It sounded like a single large creature or merman, but with a soft nearly silent echo. His confusion was soon c...

Authors note: The characters, places, names, and such are not to be used, copied, or such actions without the permission from the author. Any places, names, descriptions of real life people, places, and such is pure coincidental. Much effort has been placed in keeping everything in this series very original as possible. This story contains, scenes of sex, violence, and use of magic. Let it be noted that all characters engaging in sexual activities are of legal age of consent....

WARNING: If you don't like stories where the cheater gets away with it or gets forgiven for it, this story and many others in my catalog are not for you. Unless otherwise labeled, my stories are fiction no marriage has been endangered to create this story. This is not our universe though it has similarities. STD's are not an issue in this universe, unless they feature in the story line....

DÉSIRÉE FEMME


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FORTY MILLION DOLLARS GOES A LONG WAY

The clock governing Richard Booker's life also tortured him with an unending litany of boredom. The current project was behind schedule, and he routinely pushed his workday past quitting time until the American Robotics building was locked down and he had to leave for the night. It was close to nine o'clock, and Richard knew there would be an argument when he returned home, but what could he do; when he was on a streak, he ha...

The symbiotic Travelers


The American Expansion


BADSAM

It is late Thursday afternoon, January 12, 1815, Zlatex and Yaphet arrived in Alexandria just as the sun was setting on an inflamed reddened sky. They immediately rented a two room studio apartment with a fireplace in a rooming house with an attached combination restaurant and tavern. While they were carrying the wooden chest which contained SAM up the stairs, one of the handles broke off. The trunk tumbled down the stairs an...

Chapter 8: Thomas and Melody McMasters

Thomas McMasters died before his time. He was only 63, but was killed by incidental fire when a pair of illegal aliens from Haiti high on Anal Dissolve robbing a liquor store got agitated and started shooting up the place. Thomas McMasters, who was buying a pint of gin, was simply in the line of fire....

A Spoonfull of Sugar
This is my first story of any kind. I used to hate writing, but for some reason I find myself writing a story out of boredom. I must say, it was fun. I have been reading on Lit for a number of years on and off. Curious what the reception is. This story starts off slow to set everything up, so nothing erotic in the first chapter, but there definitely will be moving forward. There is no incest, gay, lesbian, or anyone under the age of 18 in this story. Feel free to be critical or prais...

Chapter 8 - Virginity's Bane, the Warlock Catacombs
When I got to Monika's place, she came to the door completely naked. I looked her over, creamy white-pink flesh, with orange hair and pubic hair and strikingly blue eyes. She looked sleepy, and I wondered if I should mention it.
"Hey, by the way," I said. "Where are your clothes?" Monika looked down as if she did not even realize it, and looked back to a pile of clothes over in the kitchen, then panicked, covering her crotch and breasts while running...

It wasn't long before the others emerged from the lab. At least it seemed that way for the time Anastasia passed masturbating.  
Eva was talking with her brothers, complaining to them about the organization and handwriting of his Zarron's notes. He was disorganized but only other wizards had any chance to make any sense of them anyway....

Prologue
Hello, old and new readers. I have gone back and completely rewritten the first two chapters of the story and decided to publish this part as a Prologue. It sets the stage for all to follow, and I will upload the new chapters one and two later this week. I would have liked to revise some of the other chapters as well but I am anxious to get back to the story and the Om invasion of the earth. I hope you enjoy the story....

Summer Job
Endings
It was a peaceful Friday evening. Most of the students had already gone home for the semester, which meant that the campus was extremely quiet. The usual hustle and bustle of student life was nonexistent at this time of the year. Jessica Green was lounging on her bed, talking with her friend and flatmate Cory Fox. It was late May and the end of the academic year....

Anastasia watched the door close before stepping over to the mirror. Looking at herself, her eyes followed the slow crawl of her brother's ejaculate from the bottom of her cleavage through her thick, water-repellent fur. It drooled down her lower belly towards the flash of wet pink between her legs, demanding to no longer be ignored....

Jason woke up to the early morning light bathing his face. The Druid yawned and stretched, feeling deliriously wonderful from the night before. Sheena had been an utter succubus the night before, which always left him grinning. His lady was still asleep, as she was still curled up beneath the blanket, snoozing contentedly....

We both realized that it had gotten quite late, but Lauren wanted to make me that teleportation artifact before I left. I agreed. It felt even more important in the wake of a kidnapping attempt.
She took a deep breath, obviously trying to put the fight with the were-lions behind her. "Great. You can watch if you like. Give me your phone." She held out a hand, peremptorily....

Author's note.
1). Remember, your help in pointing out errors will help keep me from having to take long periods off to edit. Your help in this is much appreciated.
2). Feedback from my readers is my fuel to keep writing. If you enjoy my work, please take the time to let me know in the comments. It does wonders for my motivation to write....