(The Zar is a number of things in Middle Eastern and North African societies. One, it's a ritual of extracting a Demon from the possessed, placating and restoring them into the original body. Two, a Zar is also a Demon or Djinn. Three, the Zar is a bonding or ritual dance among women. And four, the Zar is also a form of Hyperarousal Trance, distinct from med...
The atmosphere in the room was slightly tense and the conversation strained...not through any lack of social skills but quite the opposite, my sister, our female guest and myself being intimately acquainted to the extent that normal conversation seemed unworthy of the occasion. Since the occasion so far that memorable morning had entailed various combination...
I was told about your sight last week by a friend of mine and after reading several stories figured some visitors may enjoy a small peek into my vocation. I retired last year after 35 years as a freelance cameraman. I worked mostly on documentaries and a few television commercials. As a sideline, I did video work at weddings, christenings and other family s...
This is the final Part of this story. I have lead Paula to the bush on my farm. In the bush, we encountered the female and male trees of power and I have claimed Paula through possession of her cunt. I move to possess her anally. **** As my juice-soaked cock comes to rest at the tight mouth of your anal hole, you realize your cuntal hole is still wide ope...
You’ve got a freind named Denise, with a strong interest in the supernatural--something you have in common. At times, it seems she has a crush on you, but you’ve been friends for years. Besides, Denise was just older than you by enough that you figured she didn’t think of you that way. One afternoon, you knocked on Denise’s front door. When the door opened,...
[I'm putting this on top this time: Hi, this is my very first attempt at writing a pornographic story and I'm not a native English speaker. Therefore, any and all feedback, positive or negative, would be highly and truly appreciated. Furthermore, I have had this story in my head for some time and plan on keeping it going for quite a while. Because of the e...
Final Chapter There he was, the man who was going to fuck me. He looked searchingly into my eyes, at my body clad only in black silk pajama pants. We couldn't speak. We didn't know what words would fit. He took me in his arms and kissed my lips. He took control of me and our time. He kissed me tenderly and lovingly. His hands caressed my shoulders and back,...
Kidnapped by the Galactic Gynarchy - The Story of Petmale Alpha-seven (the male formerly known as Sean) Note: This story follows on somewhat from the previous Galactic Gynarchy story, but it's not really necessary to read that one first Captain Mistress Verantee ran down the list of newly acquired slaves. She was proud of her crew for the seamless abductio...
Szx'ee and Wantu'u floated above the brick and mortar of the sprawling human cityscape, bored silly. For many days now they had watched the humans go about their lives, but none of it made any sense. Why would they get up with the rising of the sun, and then on some days they did not? Some humans lived in large domiciles, but others seemed to have no fixed p...
Chapter 7: Charlerion's Concubine (Part 1) The hotel which King Charlerion had occupied reminded her of Guthelm's. The new Palace was one of the leading hostelries of the city, picked by the leaders of the new occupation. There were carvings of figures of men and women in poses of enjoyment and relaxation, semi and fully naked, all over the frontage. They w...