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Prisoners by Michella Cardelli
STORY MARKER 40

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After a moment of silence, apart from her choking sobs, I embraced her again, cradling her head against my chest.  “Listen to me,” I whispered to her.  “I love you, no matter what.  And I love Heleen, too.  I don’t want to choose between you, no more now than I did when you two were first fighting over me.  When we get out of this, we’re going to work this out with Heleen, and we’re going to make sure nobody has any reason to be jealous anymore.”

She looked up at me again, with a look of doubt.  I didn’t have to guess what part of that sentence that look was about.  “You heard me,” I said.  “I said when we get out of this.  Whatever these guys are planning for us, we’re going to get out of here, and we’re going to see Heleen and the others again!”

Her lip quivered, but she put on a brave face as she rested her head against my chest again. 

I wondered if I really believed what I’d just told her; those guys dancing around the bonfire clearly didn’t have anything good planned for us.  We had tried to get away from them once already, and that was before they had us locked in a cage with dozens of their number all around us.  And we were deep in an unfamiliar forest by now, possibly miles from where we’d left the party.  There were no roads or signposts to guide anyone here; nothing but endless trees and plants.  Who knew how long it might take for our friends to find us, if ever.  We had no way to contact them, nothing to guide them to us.

As far as I could see, we were as screwed as screwed gets.

One would think that facing almost certain death, we would want to spend what would likely be our last night making love like the sun would never come.  But as the night wore on, as the bonfire died down and the dancing headhunters started lying down and falling asleep wherever they were, Tekia and I just stayed there, holding each other, hardly moving at all.  And as the creeping fingers of sleep slowly enveloped us, I tried to make myself believe that some miracle was going to happen soon, that would spare us from whatever horror this cage was meant to make us wait for, and that tomorrow this would all just be a nightmare to be forgotten. 

But the pillars of skulls leering at us from outside our cage promised a different outcome.

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Ambush by hanlik_arts
STORY MARKER 39

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Tekia led me down the other side of the hill, past several trees toward a pair of trees connected by a set of bushes that formed a nice cozy little cubby.  We couldn’t have asked for a better spot, and I think Tekia knew that.  She kept grinning like a happy idiot as she pulled me into it, laying down on the forest floor and bringing me down on top of her as we proceeded to make out.

We writhed about on the ground, joined together at the mouth as I played with her body, lightly tickling her ribs and toying with her breasts, while her legs moved back and forth along my flanks, and her hands explored every inch of my back.  She squeaked and whimpered into my mouth, and started lifting her crotch up off the ground to rub against mine.

I started moving lower down her body, planting kisses along her neck and collarbone, and was eagerly anticipating getting down to her breasts—when she suddenly shrieked, “CLAY!!!!”

I suddenly sprang up, rolling off her, to greet the sight of exactly what had just frightened her so much.  And I immediately froze in place, not daring to give the three long spears that were pointed at me any chance to find their target.

Before us were the snarling, toothy faces of three huge, four-legged reptilian creatures, nearly as big as horses, with legs that were shaped and bent like a dog’s, apart from the long talons that gripped the dirt.  The sight of them brought back haunting memories of the churudi that had nearly eaten me all those months ago, only these were bigger and even uglier.  And mounted in saddles on the backs of these hideous creatures were three men, all of them with shaved heads and covered head-to-toe in some kind of black paint, broken only by white streaks of paint extending from their shoulders down across their chests that resembled claw marks.  Each of them had about three or four skulls of various creatures hanging from their saddles, along with some pouches of animal hide containing rope and knives.  And each of them had a long spear leveled at us.

“Jon fragas! <Don’t move!>” one of them barked, as if we needed to be told that.

Tekia’s breathing was heavy and panicked, but she looked like she was trying to hold it in, as if the spears pointed at her breast might move closer if she breathed too much.  I’m sure I was doing much the same.  But through that controlled breathing, she carefully tried to explain that we were part of the Kuwazieh for the Veseed of Jivalika.  I’m not sure if that interested the spearmen, but they started talking to each other about something, in voices too hushed for me to make out.

Pak! <Up!>” one of them said, making an upward motion with his spear.  As stiffly as we could, Tekia and I rose to our feet, keeping our hands steady, as another of the marauders dismounted his snarling reptile and grabbed a handful of rope from his saddle.  He approached Tekia, and when he grabbed her wrist and yanked her toward him, I briefly was stupid enough to follow my first instinct.

“Don’t touch her!” I barked, lunging forward and shoving him away from her.

Immediately one of the spears jerked forward, and I recoiled back with a sharp yelp as the spear point drew a thin line of blood across the top of my left pectoral.  I looked down at the scratch for a second, and then back up at the fierce scowl of the marauder who had given it to me, and the bloodthirsty snarl of the creature he was riding.  “Jon fragas!” he repeated.

Frowning helplessly, I put my hands back up, and watched as the dismounted marauder took hold of Tekia’s wrists again.  As he began binding her wrists together, Tekia began telling him in her fiercest voice that the rest of our hunting party was only a short distance away, and she had only to shout and they would be on them in seconds.

The marauder on the right moved his spear point within inches of her throat, and coolly warned that if she made a sound he’d feed his spear right down her gullet before she could blink.  Tekia swallowed hard, and fell dead silent.

We’d been caught off guard, unarmed, and completely unprepared.  We hadn’t even bothered to let anyone know where we were going, because we’d wanted a moment alone.  It hadn’t seemed like a big deal at the time.  Now…

As much as it pained us, we were completely at the mercy of these painted goons. 

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Sneaking Off by Maddie Miller
STORY MARKER 38

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I spent only a few minutes in the pond, before climbing out and just relaxing on the shore, watching the others. 
Nanare and Attiya, inseparable as ever, helped to wash each other as Patu, overconfident as ever, made another ineffectual attempt to make a move on them, and got promptly shoved into the water with a titanic splash, coming up sputtering and wiping his hair out of his eyes, yet still smiling slyly to himself, as if still supremely confident that it was going to happen.  Sabal sat on the opposite shore from me, looking off into the woods, while Lalia knelt on the ground near him, picking bits of leaves and flowers and examining them before adding select ones to her bag.  Doriki knelt a little closer to the water’s edge, cradling Jazum’s head in her lap as they smiled and whispered sweet nothings to each other.

Mostly, of course, my attention was on my girls.  I gazed lovingly at Heleen as she waded in the water, ducking down to splash it on herself and scrub away the dirt from the road.  And Tekia…

Wait, where did Tekia go?  I was pretty sure I’d seen her swimming around just a minute ago, but now I couldn’t find her.

And knowing Tekia, that probably meant she was up to something. 

Mere seconds after that thought occurred to me, a warm body pounced on me from behind, tackling me face-first into the grass as my little raven-haired imp giggled in my ear.  “You are just born trouble, aren’t you?” I teased her once I managed to wrestle my face out of the dirt.

She didn’t answer, except to kiss me several times.  Then she leaned in toward my ear and whispered, “I find good place other side of the hill!”

“Good place?” I asked, not sure at first what she meant.  But it only took me a moment to catch on, my eyebrows going up when I did.  “What, now?” I gasped.

Of course now, I realized as I looked at her grinning eagerly at me.  I’m a firm believer that if Tekia were in charge of the world, she would have a remote control for it with a big pause button to put the world on hold whenever the mood struck her.  Well, we weren’t in any hurry at the moment, so who was I to deny her?

She got up to her feet and pulled me up by my hand, and then started running up the hill, pulling me along behind her, giggling like a schoolgirl all the way.  It was infectious enough that I was able to not really pay attention to the look I caught from Heleen out of the corner of my eye as we disappeared over the hill.  Looking back on it now, I don’t think she looked especially happy, but I was a little too focused on Tekia at the time to care.

Yeah, I know, I’m a moron.

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Zeyla in the Garden by Michella Cardelli
STORY MARKER 7

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Later in the afternoon she took me back to the royal house (I don’t really know what else to call it).  When we didn’t immediately find Kezalo, we moved into the courtyard at the center of the house (yes, it had one of those).  Kneeling in the garden there with a bunch of little flowers in her lap was an adolescent girl, who looked up as I appeared and immediately rose to her feet, wide-eyed.  I could see the family resemblance with Heleen.  This girl had a similar gold necklace, but of considerably smaller trinkets, and a flower in her auburn hair just like Heleen.  She just barely had the beginnings of a pair of cute little breasts starting to show, and had yet to grow a single pubic hair.

“Clay, this is my youngest sister, Zeyla,” Heleen said.

“Well, hi Zeyla,” I said.

She only continued staring at me in wide-eyed wonder.

“Zeyla!” Heleen chided.

The timid preteen before me gathered her wits and gave me an awkward “Hello” with a heavy accent.

“Hello,” I laughed.  “What are you doing with those flowers?” 

She looked at me perplexed, as if trying to figure out what I said.  Then she looked down at the flowers she was holding, and comprehension seemed to flash over her.  “I make…” she started, and then paused, trying to come up with the next word.  When she couldn’t come up with it, she opted to show me.  She knelt down again, checking to make sure I was watching, and resumed ministering with the flowers.  After a moment she stood again, and held up her finished project.  She had strung the flowers together into a rope length just under two feet or so.  Before I could ask what the point of this creation was, Heleen stepped up to her, taking the flower chain and proceeding to string it into the left side of Zeyla’s hair.  When Heleen stepped back, Zeyla draped the decorated left side of her hair over her shoulder, showing it off to me.

“Well that’s real pretty,” I said.  She seemed to understand enough to grin coyly.

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"A Land Beyond" Chapter 10 has been submitted to the moderators!
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These are 8 facts about my OCs Heleen and Tekia from "A Land Beyond." I could have included the fact that both of them are full-time nudists who have never worn clothes in their lives, but since that applies to all the inhabitants of Azakos that seemed kind of a no-brainer. So here are the facts that set them apart.

All hail the lovely princess Heleen!
Heleen by hemaris by ice-hazard
1. She is the daughter of Kezalo, chief of the village of Jivalika, and is destined to succeed him one day.
2. She has two younger sisters, Rokina and Zeyla.
3. Her mother died of an illness four years ago.
4. She is involved in a three-way relationship with Clay and Tekia.
5. She has a kind and tender heart, but is also pampered and used to getting what she wants.
6. Her favorite food is jojai fruit.
7. When she was little, she kept a pet korit, which she named Ske Hori, meaning "white fire." Ske Hori's grave is located right next to her mother's.
8. Although she shares Clay's affections with Tekia, she considers herself his primary lover, and secretly believes he will eventually marry her after the novelty of Tekia wears off.

Watch out, 'cause here comes Tekia!
Tekia by ice-hazard
1. She is a huntress, skilled in the use of a bow.
2. She is an only child.
3. She is involved in a three-way relationship with Clay and Heleen.
4. She is mischievous and playful, and loves to show off.
5. Her favorite food is pravak meat.
6. She is a good swimmer.
7. She has a strong libido and is sexually aggressive with Clay, often one-upping the more reserved Heleen.
8. When she and her friend Jazum were little, they once had a pretend wedding ceremony, with intentions to have a real one when they grew up. They gradually forgot about it as they matured, as they found they had no romantic interest in each other.

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Parker Downey
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I am the author of "A Land Beyond," a fantasy story on Storiesonline.net. The story tells of a young slacker named Clay who is transported to a parallel world, full of strange and dangerous creatures, and inhabited by native humans who never wear clothes. He is accepted among them and gradually adopts their way of life, becoming caught in a love triangle with two women, and ultimately setting out on a journey across the land of Azakos. It's an illustrated saga of adventure, danger, magic, love and sex, all without clothes. (Note that you will need to register with the site to read beyond the first chapter.)

My illustrations are the works of the talented artists I have recruited from Fiverr. To see more of their works, check out their pages here:

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www.fiverr.com/crazyangie/make…

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Hey if you ever get back to Naked Planet, you make the next chapter be about getting Kasha's parents involved in open relationships sex.
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good morning my friend, Valentine's Day.
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merry Christmas my friend.
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Thanks! You too!
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Thanks for the :+devwatch:! :)
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Hey man,sorry I'm late but hope you had a good birthday.
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