Category Archives: Fantasy

Blasphēmos Gamisia — Steve Isaak

I stand near the interior entrance of the Queen’s Orgy Room, wide, circular, tan, with a sunken silk- and cushion-covered center.  Six foot-tall, two-armed playing cards stand around me.  Some, like me, are royal blue.  Others, who serve Santiago Diamondking II, king of Cardspain, are carnation red.  Their picture-framed clothes are deep purple. Santiago Diamondking [...]
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The Vietnamese Restaurant — Kat Nipp

“You have to meet Danh!” My friend told me.  “You will love him.  He is gay and he is hot and he is adorable and you will love him!” “Ok”, I told her, and agreed to go to his restaurant with her for dinner. She was right.  He was all those things. And, he was [...]
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That Temple in Assam, Part 2 — Elaine Lowe

If you missed Part One of this sexy tale go to Part One and read it first. That would be all the break her lover allowed her. His tongue touched her sex again, diving deep within her sheath and with fingers and tongue he brought her over the edge again and again, never giving a [...]
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That Temple in Assam, Part 1 — Elaine Lowe

Gloria lay on the divan, a soft pillow under her head, her skin anointed with fragrant oils. The room smelled of incense and jasmine and the luxuriant heat of Assam allowed her to be quite comfortable in her nude state. She tried to clear her mind and center herself for the ritual to come, but [...]
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Fuck Me Sideways — Anna Austen Leigh

“Well, fuck me sideways,” she said, with a humorous smile. I forget what we’d been talking about. It was business, I think; some book reviews I’d been asked to do, and we were complaining about editors, the way writers always do when they get together. “Fuck me sideways.” Maybe not there in Starbucks, but my [...]
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Seeing Through Checkered Eyes — Peter Baltensperger

The three women were the best of friends. They had been the best of friends for quite some time now. One of them was a widow, the other two were divorced, and none of them was in any kind of relationship. That’s why they always went out together on the weekends. Sometimes one got laid, [...]
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A Vintage of the Hills — Jerome Brooke

“I share the land with my uncle,”  Madame B said.  “He was one of three brothers.”  Helene, the witch nodded, with a smile.  “He will not allow me to sell the land.  And I tire of life here in Haiti.  I must return to Paris, and escape this horrid place.  You must help me.” “I [...]
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