Sapphic Novels & Stories

I will be what you eat and drink as I fill you with my manhood and do more unspeakable actions that will rip you from your innocence. Submit to me, my Aphrodite. For only I can help the ache in your womanhood. For only I can give you what you really deserve. We can explore each other's desires and fulfil our never ending lust. For what do we live for other than to enjoy life? I read the last line with a naughty smile on my face as I bit my lips, looking around at the cherry blossoms before my hands moved on their own accord. My hands traced my exposed thigh, going higher and higher, yet it did not have the same effect as Abigor's cold fingers.

Lucas said whilst pointing at Arya who in turn had a confused expression on her face as her lips twisted to form a frown. “I'm sorry but, who are you?” Arya asked. “I'm the one Ryker sent to help in your little...delima.” He finished with an odd smile. Lucas was what one would describe as a gym freak. A hot gym freak. He looked to be about the same age as Ryker, maybe older. With his dashing hair and fair skin, he wore a casual black and white suit with an earpiece on his left ear. With every step he took, his muscles bulged, and his odd smile remained the same.

He asked. Suddenly I started to catch on. "Does that mean that you can turn someone to a Vampire just by kissing them?" I asked. He shook his head. "Then what are you trying to say?" I asked. He cleared his throat awkwardly before it hit me. "Oh my God," I said. "It's sexually transmitted, isn't it?" He nodded. "The virus is known for attacking the reproductive system. It's chemically castrates men, and it was thought to do the same to women, but we're not sure anymore."

Nothing beats this hypnotic energy, their identical face, their graceful and naughty moves all a perfect fucking mix. Seraphine dipped lower, two fingers plunging inside herself while her thumb worked her clit. She rocked against her palm like she couldn’t wait, like she wanted to break apart before I even touched her. Lilia groaned, she leaned forward suddenly fast pulling Seraphine’s hand away and licking her sister’s soaked fingers clean. I sat up. “You two are out of your minds.”I say in wonder, they smiled in a matching twinlike weird way. Good. Because so was I.

He said as he walked away. “Not to worry, I’ll take over from here. Not a whip, not a carrot but a fucking pleasure.” Dionysus hornily licked his lips. “You and I. We both can’t deny the spark we felt back there, right Apollo. You loved it when I embraced you, didn't you?” “Okay. It’s too erotic. We’re out.” Hades took Persephone’s hand and dragged her away. “Not a whip nor a carrot, but a fucking pleasure. Do you copy me?” Dionysus’s dilated eyes shifted at astonished Sabrina.

I smiled as I touched the door. "Uhmm. Do you like it, huh?" "Hmm ... Yes hubby!" I couldn't help but resent what I heard. I'm really still here to watch live, ah? What position? Dog style? Missionary? 69? Wheelbarrow? Not sure, I really don't know anything about those positions! "Hmm ... h-hubby! Ah! Yes!" My eyes rolled again in the air. This witch is very noisy. Is it her first time? My god! It's so annoying.

“A little, he is not someone to fuck with. Neither of them is” “But they are just vampires”. John pauses, “They are not vampires, Mary. They are worse than vampires”. Mary pauses beside John and stares up at the him, “What are they?”. “Sphinxes” “Sphinxes?”, she scratches her head as she as she walks beside John who leads the way according to the map in his hand. “The creatures with a human head and a lion's body?” “Yes, but I’ve never seen them turn into that. The looks given to them by different cultures may just be a myth”

_____intial ______initial 4b. Soft limits are explained as an act that the Submissive or Dominant allows but proceeds with caution. This will allow exploration in to such acts over time. _____initial _____initial Article 5. Sexual Acts: Label with allowed, soft or hard limits. 5a. Bondage: 5b: Biting 5c: Breast Play 5d: Breath play: 5e: Chastity 5f: Collaring 5g: Domination and Submission: 5h:Edge Play:

She cried helplessly, digging her nails in my back’s skin, which hurt like a bitch! “Y…yes…yes…please…yes,” Her cries were echoing all over the suite. I was dying to hear her say my name. “Please…” I mashed my lips on hers and deeply shoved the finger as much as it allowed and with a twirl, I made her cum all over my finger. She grunted in my mouth, I pulled away to give her some breathing space. “Oh, heavens!” She rubbed her temples while I took the drug Dr. Bianchi gave me for increasing my sexual appetite from the nightstand and gulped it without water. “You like it?” I could see she was still under my magic’s effect.

Wolf said. Bruno pocketed the phones and cards, then flipped a ledger open. It wasn’t numbers. It was names. And beside each, a symbol—a tiny ghost doodled with a technician’s precision. Dates. Quantities. Street corners and coded mentions of “tide” and “moon.” “Romantics,” Bruno said. “I hate romantics.”