Amizon Tribe Stories

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Conception Day

by mindventure on Nov 22, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I am Princess Willow. I awaken on the morning of my nineteenth summer solstice and break my fast with fruit, bread, and a cup of wine. Nothing is expected of me today until the short ceremony that will install me on the throne as queen of our tribe. The second and equally important ceremony of the day will not take place until the sun sets. It will mark th...

Albicania Ch. 02: Tribesfuta

by Albicania on Sep 19, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

***Chapter two introduces the Amazonians, all characters in this Chapter are above 18*** The Kingdom of Amazonia was never a true kingdom but more barbaric land where tribes formed and dissolved everyday. To the other kingdoms, Amazonia should have died out decades ago since the unisex futanari abominations could not reproduce, but every kingdom has it's...

The Sands of Time

by RedTempest on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

This story and or any portion of this story may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the copy write owner, except for the brief quotations used in a review. This is a work of fiction, names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously, and...

Glade and Ivory Ch. 11

by bradley_stoke on Sep 15, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The noisy festivities that had continued through the day were well over when Glade eventually returned to her tepee. The village was now silent apart from the muffled snores of the Reindeer Herders asleep in the chill open air and the occasional howl or bark from distant nocturnal beasts. Ivory stirred as Glade rustled about. Her bleary eyes fixed on her lov...

Glade and Ivory Ch. 25

by bradley_stoke on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

When Chief Cave Lion and his party reached the top of the ridge above the Mountain Valley after their first ascent, they could now look across a wide vista of valleys and hills peppered with bushes and thickets. There were patches of snow that had fallen earlier in the season but hadn't properly settled. Horse and antelope galloped over the coarse-leafed sav...

Sexual Awakening of Jackal

by Egmont Grigor on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

One hundred and fifty years ago Jackal lived at 328 Limpopo -- that's three hundred and twenty eight miles upstream of the Mozambique port town of Xai-xai on the mighty Limpopo River. He was a virtual outcast in his community because of the belief he was unable to raise an erection, which made him impotent as a spear-thrower. He was supposedly shunned by the...

Flora's World Ch. 04

by SEVERUSMAX on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

As Flora and I entered her "village", it grew larger in appearance, the depth of its interior making it clear that the lack of tall buildings hid the true extent and size of this thriving community of river dwellers. I saw tribesmen, their wives, and children everywhere, with the women unabashedly engaged in breastfeeding and other important pursuits. Modest...

Nephlim World Saga: The Prime

by Nephlim14 on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Setting: Prehistoric Lands, with all characters being clothed in typical caveman attire (animal-skin loincloths/tunics, no shoes, no shirts for the men, bone carved accessories) P.S. All dialogs are translated from an Unknown Ancient Language. This story is meant to inspire stories of a similar setting. If anyone decides to write stories about men in the...

Order of the Spear

by KenJames on Sep 16, 2017
Group Sex

* * * * * * * * * * Author's note: I wrote this story as a birthday present for cuddlydbear. Happy (early) Birthday, Dee. * * * * * * * * * * Thrusting Butte, rising rampant over the surrounding flat plain, was black against the twilight sky. The seven young men had finished setting up their camp and stood at the mountain's base, contemplating the precar...

The Ten Inch Journey Step 01

by xxxecil on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The girls had begun to rub themselves, to rub their nipples. That was the signal to begin. From his hiding place nestled deep within a crevasse between two great, windswept boulders upon the plateau, he studied them intently. Dark eyes focusing as best he could at the procession nearly 100-feet away. He nodded. There were eight of them; a fairly large group...