101 EROTICA STORIES

by Green, Vallen

  “It’s a little risky, and the evacuation would last a helluva lot of time, and when it’s all finished, the wolves and humans would’ve noticed that we were fleeing. Not to mention, they would have started with their individual attacks by then”.

  Lucas added: “we can’t even be sure if the ‘haven’ we are going to go to is really unbeknownst to our human and wolf enemies”.

  Varis, disappointed by the reluctance and pessimism of his son, explained further the plan:

  “Son, this is the only way for us to get the upper hand in this coming attack. If we were to join them in the skirmish, we wouldn’t be able to handily defend ourselves. We number in a few hundreds, our strongest men number in the few dozens. Do you want kitchen maidens to fight the hunters?”

  Lucas, apparently unfazed by this answer, defended his own: “we’ve always waged wars between humans and wolves, always killing, always sucking blood, and we only hurt ourselves. Our numbers dwindle more and more as we continue to wage these kinds of war. If you ask me, we should just broker a peace treaty. What more could the humans worry? They’re more powerful than we are right now, they have more numbers, better weaponry, better warriors. The wolves are of the same condition as we are right now, and they shouldn’t be so stupid as to attack knowing that they’d just be killed. I doubt that the gathering of the wolves were really meant for another uprising. It’s time, I think, to broker a peace treaty, and seek asylum, or at least, integration among our peoples”.

  One general suddenly lashed out on the young man, yelling: “blasphemy!”. Other generals seem to sing the same tune, and his father just fixed himself by his chair, and looked at his son for quite a period of time. His demeanor was more serious, more grave-looking, than it had been since the Human War. His face was that of a father who’s looking at his son with great disappointment, and with great anger.

  After staring down his son for a considerable amount of time, Varis spoke: “you shame me, son. In front of these generals of ours. Have you forgotten your vampiric blood? Why is it that we have to bow down to these lower creatures and simply accept defeat? Why broker for peace when we know that they shall just break it, without considering even what peace truly is? Have you forgotten what they did to us? To your sisters who were raped before stakes were put to their hearts? Of your older brothers who fought valiantly to make sure that you and I could escape the castle? Peace is never an option now, boy, and you listen to me, and listen well, the moment that we even think of making friends with these beasts and with these dirty humans would spell the doom of our race. Do you understand me?”

  Lucas, looking at his father’s enraged eyes, could only stand there in silence, without mimicking another word. He just glanced his eyes away from that of his father’s, and asked to be excused, to which he was.

  Meanwhile, the generals, began to plot out the different paths to take in reaching the haven in South Dorne, where the vampires plan to wait out impending attacks from both the human hunters and the werewolves.

  The Other Side of the Spectrum

  Alia was listening in as the werewolves gathered in the cave of howls, and their newly elected leader, Alia’s older brother Royle, begins to make a speech:

  “It is high time for us werewolves to unite, as one race, to defeat the evils that hunt us down, that treat us as mindless animals, that consider us the worst of the world’s creation. We have been living out of fear, out of constraint for so long. But we will not be constrained no longer. Both humans and vampires alike have not yet tasted the full force of the werewolf race. For as far as we have lived we have defended, and fought, in small packs, never to unit under one single banner. Now, the world will tremble before us as we ravage every human town and every vampire coven and strike down upon our enemies in full force, and with the numbers that they would have never thought were as many. They will bow down to us once we have established ourselves, and I implore you to keep your words of honor, and swear to one banner, and to one general, who will lead you to victory. I am that beast, I am that wolf, and I shall lead you all to salvation”.

  To the thunderous howls of approval of the different werewolves, Alia became worried. She and her lover, Lucas, had always talked about brokering a peace treaty, a pact of some sort, between the different races, if only to make sure that no more wars will be waged, and more importantly, so that no hindrance shall anymore be in the way of them being together. Alia, in her human form still as was her brother, came inside the cave of howls and expressed her own opinion. Before the gathered group of leaders of packs of werewolves, she spoke:

  “My brothers, have you not grown tired of the endless suffering that we have faced, because of the wars that we continuously wage for the sake of our own race? Is it really our goal to dominate, to ravage, all the other races? Must we be the ever-dominant force that must always think of other species as of the lower kind? Are we full of hubris as the vampires? Are we as stupid as the humans? In a time where we continue to kill each other, we must be the ones to broker the era of peace, where man, vampires, and werewolves live together in harmony! We must have the temerity to be the better race, to be the ones to start an era of goodwill. Who are we to take over the world? We respect nature, and we continuously pray to our own gods, as old as they maybe. We are attuned with mother nature herself, and she lives and breathes in us as our elders would say. Should we be that monstrous force that would destroy nature herself? Or should we be the ones that would preserve it? My brothers, it is time we stop this war!”

  Some of the elder wolves laughed upon hearing the young, human-formed cub spew out talks of peace. Alia’s brother just looked at her, and with that he himself spoke to her:

  “My dear sister. We cannot allow ourselves to be open with these humans, and with the vampires. Of the three we are of kindred spirit, but they have proven themselves to untrustworthy and too vile. If we are to live, we must assert our dominance over them. Are not you glad that all the wolves of the known world gather to create one powerful nation of wolves? Is this not a great achievement, one of the greatest achievements of our kind, even?”

  Alia, ever the rebel, and ever the wild spirit, continued to defend her cause, as she told her brother, and everyone else present:

  “What good will our dominance be if we have killed those that live with us? Are we safe in the fact that we have killed children, women, innocents, all for the sake of us not worrying? Are we the proud and noble wolves of lore that would not go into battle without justifiable reason? We have a good amount of force now thanks to our unity, but we must use that unity in order for us to attain peace, and not war!”

  The wolves grew adamant, and had wanted to make Alia leave the cave, but it was Alia herself, out of sheer disappointment, who left the cave. She knew that an impending attack by a united wolf race would undoubtedly start a war with the humans, and the vampires shall most probably join the fray, as was her thoughts. The first thing, the only thing she could think of was her beloved Lucas, whom she had talked about in the light of peace.

  So she fled, but not before noticing that she has not bled for more than a month. It was more than a month, coincidentally, that she had had her last tryst with her beloved Lucas. SO she thought, with all hope, and with all fear, that she is pregnant with her lover’s baby. How could that have been possible, as it seemed impossible before, she asked herself. No man, of vampire, and of wolf alike have ever been known to exist. But she remembered something. So, on her way out of the eastern wood haven of werewolves, she looked at old inscriptions in stone, of prophecies of elder werewolves, and there she saw, the image of a vampire, and of a werewolf, with a child, of werewolf and of vampire alike, in the middle of them. This carving in stone was what was known as the end stone, as it told the story of the end days. The coming of this child shall be the harbinger of great doom to the world. And there she knew, with all seriousness, that it was she who shall bore this child into the world, so she fled as fast as she can, with all her beastly power,
to meet with her beloved.

  The Beginning of the End

  Lucas was sitting in his room when he received a letter from a messenger crow, and there it was shown an encrypted message, one where only he and Alia would understand. In the letter, Alia called for him to meet at their very first meeting place, and as he read this, he immediately stood up, and ran as fast as he can outside of their coven. Rose only saw the shadow of his groom-to-be, without again being informed as to where he would go.

  The human hunters tasked to bring down the remaining wolf and vampire races gather also, as they prepared for rest after how many days of traveling from their capital of Yorn, and they settled here in the small but lively village of Westwick, the last human village before the eastern woods. These hunters, more than a thousand strong, have come from different towns, and are composed of the best humanity had to offer. One of them, their proclaimed overall general, General Tulius, spoke before the mead hall of Westwick:

  “Tomorrow, we shall go inside the Eastern Woods to end once and for all the evils of this world. Vampires and Werewolves will simply be a part of history once we have conquered all of them. I trust that you shall do your best.”

  The mead hall was large enough to accompany most of the men, while some gallivanted themselves to other parts, the brothel one particular place which accepted these men. The brothel itself was quite overwhelmed, never had they accommodated so many men before. Some officers have taken up to more than 3 women, while some soldiers waited in line, literally, just outside the brothel as the brothel’s 80 good women were all taken, and have been working tirelessly ever since the hunters came.

  One particular soldier, Sundry, went and vacated an old stable so he could have his way with his whore. Trilo was a foreigner of the lands, but has found solace in the small village of Westwick after almost a year of running away from her home. In the stable, Sundry had been offering his palpating cock to her, slapping her with it as Sundry continued to hold both her hands. Trilo swallowed the cock whole, her saliva wetting every part of that cock quite handily, and some even falling to the ground. Trilo had been whoring since she came to Westwick, which was almost 5 years ago. In that stable, she was no respected as was the old inhabitant, the horses. She was placed in one of those stables and was fucked like a horse, with Sundry mounting his big body behind Trilo who was bending over and was on all fours. She was loving it too, her vulva becoming evidently bigger and throbbing by the second. Sundry easily slicked himself inside her as she became wetter with every push, and her wetness trickled down, even heavily, to the haystacks on the floor. Sundry had not received a good fucking ever since he left his town out west, and ever since he left his wife to join the great hunt. Sundry cummed inside of Trilo, the latter’s vagina unable to seemingly contain all of it, so Sundry’s cum also dripped to the floor. The soldier was not done, apparently, he also mounted her to the wall, like a ragdoll, and fucked her while he was carrying her. Trilo was tired from the fucking, but what else can she do? So she continued and tried mightily to be pleasured, which she eventually was again, and her barely covering clothes eventually fell to the ground from all the humping. Her big, respectable breasts were revealed, and her dark and big areola, of foreign taste, was a feast to Sundry’s eyes. He sucked off Trilo’s tits all while he was still carrying her by his big hands, and he helped spread her legs so he can insert himself all the way up as much as Trilo can accept him inside.

  Trilo also came while mounted up, and she cummed like few women can, splashing herself all over Sundry, and Sundry loved the spectacle so much that he cummed even more the second time inside of Trilo.

  Satisfied, Sundry put Trilo down, paid her 3 pieces of gold, and 30 silver as tip, and went on to join his brother in the mead hall. 3 soldiers passed by the stables, visibly irate and frustrated for waiting their turns in the brothel. Trilo was picking her clothes up when the 3 saw her, and when one of the men tossed a gold coin to her, she knew that her night wasn’t over. Tired, Trilo simply bended over the haystack and signaled the men to come over, and do her. The men rushed to the stables, unbuckled themselves, pulled down their pants, and even tried to fight who was going to fuck her first. Trilo was still bending over, wiggling her buttocks and her vagina to the men, which became more seen thanks to the dropped torch of one of the soldiers. One of the men just got Trilo’s face, put his cock to it, and Trilo immediately sucked the cock. One of the men got hold of Trilo’s hands, and Trilo started pleasuring the man with that hand. The other one wasted no time and put his cock inside Trilo. For about 10 minutes, Trilo was fucking three guys, and this was the common scene on that night in many other places in the quiet little village of Westwick.

  In the shadows of the village, however, was a hooded man, gray eyed, two fangs shined off by some of the torches. The Coven had sent out a spy to see what was going on in Westwick, and see how far off they are. It was a surprise to the spy, who had thought that the men would stop by 3 more villages before Westwick. So, upon seeing the ruckus caused by the men, he decided to head off into the night as fast as possible and warn Lord Varis that the humans are nearing the Eastern Woods.

  The werewolves were of the same though too, as one of the mead hall’s servants was actually a werewolf. And in the early morning that same servant sent out a crow to warn Alia’s brother that the men had already arrived, and that they are of a thousand strong.

  When word reached the haven of the wolves, the wolves were ready with a thousand strong of their own. The humans and vampires could never anticipate this number, as the wolves, again, were never the type to gather as a whole unit, until now.

  On the other side, the vampires have already headed out to South Dorne, and only a dozen were left to clean out traces as to were they have gone. Among them, and to the reluctance of his father, was Lucas. Lucas had just come from his meeting with his beloved, Alia, and the two shared, and was amazed of the coincidence, of how they have spoken out to their respective leaders for the sake of peace.

  Lucas was also made aware of what Alia presumed, that she was pregnant. There he immediately thought of his father’s prediction, and he would have never thought that it was by his blood that the harbinger of doom shall come. So too did Alia not think of that. Both of them, before parting their separate ways, decided that they shall meet again very soon, and that they will not join the respective plans of their races.

  Lucas was more worried of Alia, as Alia had only seen the engravings on the stones, while Lucas got a clearer picture as to what the harbinger of doom shall do. He sought the council of the elder mages of Vampires, Maester Delph, and he was introduced as to how the harbinger of doom shall start his reign of terror. The harbinger was said to be trained by a great warrior, who shall teach him everything he needs to know in the art of war and conquest. He shall also be taught by scholars who shall make him a very intelligent, and very cunning general. The harbinger shall also be enigmatic, mature beyond his years, and he shall, at even a tender age, command respect. In the end, he shall be able to bring about change that no vampire, werewolf, or human has ever seen. He shall destroy the races, and he shall stand atop all of them, ruling the world forever more.

  Lucas then thought of a brilliant idea, he knew that his child must not be exposed to great warriors or scholars, or to any other person other than his/her parents for him to stop the harbinger’s rise to prominence. Lucas then thought that he and Alia must elope and go as far away as possible, even beyond the sea where there are no threats of werewolves and vampires, and where the humans are practically unrecognizable as they are foreign. If he brings up his child to absolute seclusion, he could not fulfill his prophecy, he said. He recounted a teaching of his father’s, that you can change your fate, if you will it so. And that was what he planned for his child.

  The End Draws Near

  Meanwhile, Alia convinced her brother not to be part of the great ravaging the werewolves have been planning and instead be one of the covert spies in many of the surroundin
g villages of the eastern woods, where she would instead bring reports to her brother of activities there. She also convinced him by paying off a friend, whom her brother secretly had a crush on. Gelya, her friend, was tasked to seduce Alia’s brother so that he would not make his sister go to war. Just before the wolves were to gather for their march, Gelya invited Alia’s brother to one of the more reclusive caves near the gathering. There she revealed herself to the leader of the wolves, in all her naked truth, her tits as fresh and as bouncing as any wolf have ever seen, her pubic hair as robust and as defined as any other woman’s, and her nipples well-red even in the darkness. Alia’s brother had no choice but to succumb to the temptation he had always thought of, ever since he saw Gelya. Gelya reached for his cock, and touched it and pleasured it with her hands. She then placed Alia’s brother to a stone, and there she started going for the cock like a wild animal, sucking it with so much force, almost becoming a werewolf in the process. Next, she bent backwards, and sat on top of him, playing with his cock with her buttocks. She inserted her fingers, ever so slender, inside her and toyed with herself as she continued to brush the man’s cock unto her anus. The man was quiet, and he had always wanted her. To his surprise, Gelya tried to insert the big cock into her anus, a her fingers was still inside her vagina. Her anus, tight as it is, hugged perfectly the big, throbbing cock. As she was being fucked in the ass, she licked her own breasts and sucked it, while one of the breasts were being fondled by the man’s hands. The man also replaced her fingers with his inside of her, as he fingered her and fondled Gelya’s clitoris as well. Gelya continued to dance, up and down, as she figured the cock up her ass. This brought her great pleasure, so too to Alia’s brother. When the man came inside of Gelya’s ass, she came as well, and both of their cum dripped down the cave’s floors. They went for a second round, this time Gelya facing the man, and playing with his cock, she rubbed it against her vulva which was still throbbing hot. She inserted the cock inside her vagina, and she grinded her way to orgasm. When she was done, and when the man was done, she simply said: “don’t bring your sister into this. Ok?”.