- Lesbian Sex
- She-Wolf
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My father came up with the idea to marry her to a woman. It was unorthodox, but Nadia apparently seemed to enjoy the idea, maybe too much. Nadia was given a choice of any girl of the village and she chose me. My father resurrected the old pagan religion and married us according to the ancient custom.
It was all agreed that nobody would discriminate me or Nadia. We would live as man and wife. My mother wanted to tell me and ask for my permission but father had given his word to Nadia. He did allow my mother to give me an ancient aphrodisiac potion to make our sexual union more pleasurable and to give me more energy.
"I'm truly sorry Ligia," she lowered her eyes. "If you don't approve of this marriage I can help you run away."
"Why?" I smiled. "I do not object."
"You mean you approve of Nadia?"
"I have grown to like her." I admitted. "But I will need to learn how to make the potion."
"Nadia doesn't need that, does she?"
"It's for me," I blushed. "To help me keep up with her."
"Ah," she grinned. "In that case I'll come this afternoon."
She left and I took out Nadia's wooden phallus. I stroked it tenderly and counted the hours when my lover and companion would return. She was like a wolf ready to mount me at any time. She was my She-Wolf.
The End
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- COMMENTS
okami1061over 1 year agoThe core story was not overly surprising, though I expect it was probably meant to be.
It was the all-encompassing environment that we learned next to nothing about that was the whole appeal of the story. Not the pagan nature of it, per se, but the mystery of it coupled with the primitive nature of it. Without the statement about being christians, it would have felt quite at home in an era of celts and druids. But being christians threw me off. Certainly there was a complex overlap between pagan and christian, once the Romans began leaving the Isles, but that didn't feel right either.
With a bit more description, like hair colors, we might be able to place it better, perhaps Gaul, post-Romans.
As you can tell, I found it enticing, though not particularly erotic, the only sex being carried out by a piece of wood. Nor did It have a "lesbian" feel to it. It was more like two women literally pretending to be man and wife.
Turn this story into one with three or four times the number of words, letting us see and feel the environment in depth, and getting to know these two women and their history, and it'd probably have been a top-notch winner.
Anonymousabout 9 years agoI think you put a spell on this story i am totally addicted to it already i really wish that it would have been more, if it was like that i would still read it over and over again.
