It was at the village fete that I saw her. I had just emerged from the main tent, after judging the sponge cake competition -- a solemn duty for the parish vicar's wife -- and there she was, 20 yards away from me, paying for a go at the coconut shie. She looked even slimmer than I remembered her as a teenager. I thought at first that her short, spiky hair ha...
Clare and I had been talking about a camping trip for months. A chance to leave the city and it's hectic life behind and spend a week camping in the wilds of France; that is, if there was still such a thing as a wilderness to be found anywhere in Europe. If there was, we thought it must be in central France, away from the family campsites and crowds of touri...
Jessi was awakened in the middle of the night by a body slipping into bed next to her. She was sleeping nude, except for the collar. Jessi was still half awake but she could feel soft hands exploring her body. She reached along the arm and found what had to be Diana's hair. Jessi stroked the hair, loving how Diana's hands felt as they caressed her. Diana be...
When new witches were initiated in historical times, they were often blindfolded and a sacred ointment was rubbed into their skin that would confuse the mind, speed up the pulse and numb the feet. They were then guided onto a broomstick, and when told they were flying over land and see, the witch believed. Ashlyn pulled the cloak tightly around her as she...
At the station we were met by a chauffeuse with a card saying 'Emm and Angie', so there was no doubt about who she was waiting for. She eyed Angie up, as Angie stared at her; this was going to be fun. Angie and Emm held hands in the car. They quite clearly wanted to devour each other, and I felt as out of place as the shy one at some orgy. We swept into th...
Note: This is a work of fiction and any resemblance of any characters to any persons, real or fictitious, is purely coincidental and unintentional. Note 2: This work includes themes of a graphic sexual nature and involves person who, although entirely fictional, are all above the legal age of consent. This story is set in the slightly historical, but prima...
Donna sat up in her bed and recognized the sounds coming from her mother's bedroom. Her mother was a maid and her boss would dominate her in the bedroom. The white woman would degrade her mom and make her do all kinds of perverted sex acts. She would often bring along friends to join in her mother's humiliation. It got so bad that when her employer did not p...
The breeze is rustling through the palm trees outside when I hear the knock at the door of my spacious grass-roofed hut. I switch off my computer and rise, wearing my ceremonial red silk robe that the women of the village slaved over for two months. It is sleeveless and emphasizes my full breasts and hips. Opening the door, I greet Ailani in her native Poly...
The great town hall was ablaze with the firelight of lamps, and boisterous with laughter and talk of the townspeople. None were resting or idle, except for the elderly who sat in corners talking about the good old times. Grandmamma was hugging my sleeping baby brother, while my old aunt, whose arthritic hand awkwardly groped over her knitting, was humming a...
***This is a chapter of a Non-human story which also appears in that category as "Love as the Darker Binding Ch. 11. I put it here as well since it's really more of a lesbian thing between them. The only non-human aspect is that a powerful demon named Abi makes a brief appearance near the beginning to help one of these two meet the other. He does what he d...