Sappho inspired a class, called the theosos, comprised of beautiful female entertainers who performed their music for gentlemen eating and drinking while reclining on floor mats. Sappho educated the young women in poetry, philosophy, and music so that they could seduce older men of distinction with their minds as well as their sexual charms. The theosoi were...
Veronique Angelus is the name. A six-foot-one, dark-skinned, voluptuous and big-bottomed young Black woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. People constantly tell them I remind them of professional tennis player Serena Williams. That's cool because she's my idol. A strong Black woman. Just call me the ultimate tomboy. I'm a pre-med student at t...
Her skin broke the surface of the pool effortlessly and she silently glided beneath the crystal blue water, from one side of the pool to the next without taking a breath. Her arms and legs fanned out beneath her, propelling her forward. I felt a tightening in my gut as I watched her and small goose bumps erupted across my skin, but I wasn't sure why. It wasn...
CAUTION: If you are a religious Christian, please refrain from reading this story. Potentially offensive content ahead. II. There we were, the heavenly Virgin standing before me, looking down at me, humble and on my knees before her, kissing the front of her soft legs, holding up her robes. My heart was pounding with nervousness from the wrongness of it al...
Chapter 4 A wealthy woman submits to being a girl's pet The woman had submitted to blackmail so quickly Miranda, at first, had trouble finding ways to humiliate her. Miranda then set on a course of deliberately trying to make Geraldine feel worthless, and it had worked. The thirty-two year old woman had given her a hard time, when she came round to help ou...
"You're going like that?" I ask when I see Lisa getting up from the vanity table, looking like she's just ready to sit down at it. My pretty femme, all pared down, no glossy lips like wet cherries, none of those messy, artfully tousled curls that make me think of her during sex, riding me and raking her hands through them over and over. No brilliance to her...
"I'm a foot fetishist, and proud of it. However, I am also a lesbian and proud of it. That's why, for this story, I'm making this chapter mainly about Madi and Veronica's relationship rather than Madi's foot fetish. I want people to realize that being a lesbian is a beautiful thing, as well as truly erotic. Don't worry, I am including some foot worship at th...
My life was changing. I had been a moderately successful fashion model who had suddenly become a minor celebrity by having my head shaved and appearing as the ancient Egyptian queen Nefertiti in a series of ads and appearances about a new cosmetic line. For a few months I was almost an object of worship for those who were fascinated by my bald head. At firs...
My name is Chiku; I am a beautiful black girl from Africa, Nigeria to be precise. When I was 19 years old, my family moved to England. This was a massive change in culture for a young, attractive African girl. Although educated and very well-versed in English, I had always revered English girls. My ancestors had told me stories of colonial life during the...
Darlene sipped her coffee, omitting the usual sniffs and ahhhs she indulged when drinking her morning cuppa without anybody else around. Her mind was totally absorbed with the embedded video she had just clicked on from the daily news roundup online. It was an antiquated broadcast of the show "Politico, Corrected" with host Roy Mahler from the turn of the...