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Send us a textNatalie Naudus joins me to chat about Gay the Pray Away and the paperback release, with a new cover on May 20th, how she got started narrating audiobooks, the Patreon she runs with her partner, travel and much more! Pre-order the paperback here: Amazon.com: Gay the Pray Away: 9781683695110: Naudus, Natalie: BooksTo support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee @ sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Support the show

Lost in Eros Book II: The Forest – Part 1

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Play Episode Listen Later Apr 28, 2025

Toshia finds herself in a predicament. By BradentonLarry – Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. NOTE: The events of this series (as a whole) follow immediately after Lost in Eros Book 1: The Manor. It is strongly suggested to complete that book first. Chapter 1 Toshia strained against the cords that held her fast. Her arms and legs were stretched out against an X-shaped cross, tied securely at the wrists and ankles. The muscles in her thin, strong arms and her bare legs pulled and struggled as her lithe, naked torso twisted against the cross. She had been trying to pull herself loose for what must be an hour now, and was convinced there was no actual hope that she would free herself. Only fierce stubbornness drove her to struggle again and again. At first, her captors had been gathered around Toshia, laughing at her as she fought futilely against her restraints. They had pinched and fondled her naked body, not as if they were trying to arouse her, but out of amusement at her defiant helplessness. They had squeezed and twisted her nipples, not playfully but cruelly, until tears were rolling down her cheeks. Hands had crushed her breasts roughly and slapped her face and thighs until her skin was burning and bright pink. Rude, unloving fingers had been shoved into her pussy, without intending to excite her, only to violate her. It was infuriating to her that her body had responded to this intrusion with grasping, hungry wetness. Although her mind was rebelling against her situation, and the rest of her body was being so badly mistreated, her vagina – and the damned XYZ in her veins – was ready for sex. Toshia didn't give in, though, and wouldn't. That had been the problem. Toshia wouldn't play along, so they tied her up and put her on display in the middle of this broken down old castle. They had good fun with that, hauling the kicking and fighting naked young woman off and holding her down on the cross while they bound her and then raised the framework to fit into its base. Toshia particularly remembered one of her tormentors, a big redhead with freckles over her cheeks and nose, who laughed in Toshia's face and then licked her cheek with a broad, wet tongue. After a while though, they got tired of abusing her and wandered off to find other things to do. Now and then someone would pass her by. Sometimes they would prod, pinch or fondle her body, but more and more they would just walk by, laughing. At first she had been happy to realize she'd been taken by the warrior women. Given her previous experience in Eros, Toshia expected to find herself in a Sapphic harem, surrounded by playful, horny women. After what she'd gone through, particularly since being separated from Don and the girls, the thought of some girl-on-girl action was quite welcome indeed! As soon as she was dumped out into the courtyard of the castle and looked around, though, Toshia realized this wasn't going to be any nice little harem situation. The stones of the courtyard were rough and cold on her bare skin. The women who stood around her were anything but welcoming. They looked down at her with various expressions of contempt and amusement. Each of these warriors was clearly very strong, with well-defined muscles on her arms, legs and abdomen. Odd pieces of armor were combined with tattered garments to barely clothe their athletic bodies. Each one held a weapon of some kind, mostly spears. "She's a scrawny one," said one of the women with a sneer. "No tits to speak of," said another derisively. Toshia was crouching there in front of them, trying to cover her nudity for the first time since she and Don had awoken in the Manor. "I'll bet she didn't put up any fight," one of the women scowled with distaste. "What about it, little pup? Did you put up any fight or did you just let them fuck you until they were done with you?" Toshia had twisted to get a look at the woman who had asked her those questions. She saw a tall woman with long jet-black hair and icy blue eyes looking down at her. The woman's expression gave the impression that she smelled something particularly rank. Toshia tried to think of what to say, but was distracted when she felt the butt of a spear shoved under her behind, and a voice saying, "I'll bet they screwed her ass too." The blue-eyed woman kept watching Toshia, as the woman behind her shoved the spear harder, pushing Toshia up to a kneeling position. Another woman asked, "Well, what is it, girl, did the goats fuck your ass?" "She's blushing," laughed one of them. "I'll bet she liked getting fucked in the ass by the goats." The blue-eyed woman smiled wryly and said, "As if you don't like a good ass-fucking, Wanda." "Well, yeah, but not from a goat!" Wanda protested. They all laughed at this, but Toshia didn't feel any more comfortable. The woman with the black hair and blue eyes was still looking down at her contemptuously. "What are we going to do with the scrawny little bitch, then," one of the women asked. "Give her to the men?" "It doesn't look like she can fight, so what else is she good for? She's too skinny to be any fun." "I don't know," said the blue-eyed woman haughtily. She reached out and caught Toshia's chin in a strong grip. She turned Toshia's head to the right and left, looking at her face coldly. "She's kind of cute." Cute!? Toshia suddenly realized how incredibly pissed she was. Things hadn't been going exactly well for days but she'd put up with it, thinking that Don and the others would turn up and get her out of this mess. Toshia was nothing if not a good sport; she hadn't actually been hurt and she'd managed to have fun in the process, but somehow a line had been crossed. This bunch of obnoxious women was too much to put up with nicely. A simmering rage welled up in Toshia's breast. The cold woman in front of her seemed to see the fury in Toshia's eyes. She smiled cruelly and said, "What do you say, little pup, will you be a good little pet for me?" "Fuck you!" Toshia spat. The smack came from somewhere off to the right and batted Toshia's head to the left. A spear shaft came down hard across her bare back, stinging like fire and knocking her forward onto her hands and knees. "Show respect, you skinny bitch!" said an angry voice. Toshia glowered at the gray stone in front of her, thinking furiously,I'll be damned if I'm going to be anyone's fucking cute little pet! Then she saw a sandaled foot extended under her face. It moved upward and Toshia lifted her head to avoid making contact. "There, there," said the blue-eyed woman. "I'm sure she'll behave now that she understands that she'll be punished if she doesn't. Right, little pup?" Toshia glared up at the woman and said nothing. "She's a wild one," a blonde woman with braids on both sides of her head, and who looked more than a little like a valkyrie to Toshia, said cheerfully. "Better watch yourself, Daphne." The blue-eyed woman, Daphne, sneered coldly and said, "Don't be ridiculous, Brigit. She'll be a good little pet for me, won't you, pup? Show the girls you'll play nice and kiss my foot." Toshia was keenly aware of the fact that she was surrounded by a gang of big bullies with sticks and worse, but she was past caring. She pushed herself up so that she was kneeling on her haunches and said, "I'll tell you what, I'll kiss your foot right after you kiss my ass." The blonde, Brigit, thought this was very funny, and Toshia thought some of the others laughed a little too, but again she was smacked – this time so hard that she tasted blood. Daphne, who wasn't laughing at all, then said, "It looks like the pup needs to be house-broken, ladies. Let's see how she likes being tied to the cross." So, Toshia was woman-handled until and after she was tied up and put on display in the middle of what seemed to be an ancient, decrepit hall. Fortunately, the women had tired of tormenting her, but they made no move to release her. Toshia pulled again, straining all the muscles in her lithe body against the bonds restraining her left wrist, trying to pull her hand through. She felt the wood of the cross against her back and butt. It seemed as if she would pull her hand off the end of her arm, or at the very least dislocate her shoulder, but nothing gave. She sagged, breathless, against the big X, hanging from her restraints. Toshia resigned herself to waiting until they untied her. In the meantime, she thought back to her adventures since she and Don had come to Eros, both in the Manor and since that day, about a week ago, when they had left the Manor and headed out into the forest. She knew reliving some of those events would make her horny, in spite of her situation, but thoughts of her life before coming to Eros would only depress her further. In any case, there was little doubt that the XYZ would have her horny soon anyway. Chapter 2 The Rite: centaurs & witches & crones (oh my!) Right after leaving the Manor Don found himself in strange company. It wasn't the fact that he was accompanied by four sexy women (each of whom he had slept with, sometimes with the active assistance of the others), including the love of his life and best friend Toshia. Nor was it the fact that two of those women had no memory beyond when they had awakened here in this strange place. Rather it was the presence of the amiable centaur, Ralph, who made the situation so surreal. They had gathered around Ralph in the shade of the first trees on the edge of the lawn spread out in front of the Manor. "Well, we call this the forest," Ralph answered Toshia's question. "No," she insisted, "what do you call everything -- the place where the forest is?" "The world? Oh, you mean Eros," Ralph laughed. "People call the world Eros sometimes." "Naturally," Don shrugged, smiling across to Toshia. "OK," Toshia tried to resume her explanation, "Don, Nicole and I aren't from Eros. We come from a place called Earth, and we would like to get home." Ralph frowned and scratched under his long, dark beard. His equine tail swished a bit too. Then, he said, "I can't say that I've ever heard of this 'Earth' place, and I've traveled extensively throughout the world -- Eros. Oh, would you mind scratching right there, dear?" Amy, who had utterly failed to resist the urge to caress Ralph's strong flanks, obliged him by scratching at his brown hindquarter where her hand had been. "Well," Don tried, "if you wanted to find a way to Earth, is there someone you would ask for help?" "Hmm," Ralph said as his forehead creased with his thought. "I suppose the first place one could try is the Witches of the Glen. Perhaps they could summon the Crone. She is very wise. If anyone knows anything about this 'Earth' it's likely to be... That's very distracting, my dear." "It certainly is!" Shelonda said. She had knelt down next to Ralph and was caressing his prodigious sex organ, which was, naturally enough, responding to the attention. Don wondered if the native fauna responded to the XYZ in the same way the human transplants did. He apologized to Ralph, saying, "I'm sorry. My friends have never encountered one of your kind." "I appreciate that," Ralph said. "It's just that it's been a while since I've been with a mare." "There aren't many centaurs around?" Don asked. "No... not too many..." By now Amy and Nicole had joined Shelonda in caressing and stroking Ralph's large phallus. Toshia was watching them with an expression that seemed a violent mixture of curiosity, shock and titillation. Don almost laughed at her reddening face. He saw that Amy was now kneeling on the ground with both her hands on the column of horse flesh pointing at her face, pumping her hands back and forth on it. Meanwhile, Shelonda and Nicole were similarly stroking Ralph's cock. Don thought it was fortunate for everyone concerned that they hadn't come across an actual horse. "Oh my!" Ralph breathed. Then a deluge of white cum erupted from him, virtually covering Amy's face and front. Pearly droplets splattered everywhere. Shelonda was able to say "Wow!" in the moment before a second bucket full of cum shot out of Ralph and onto Amy's face, and then there was a third much smaller one, followed by a stream that drizzled out. Nicole reached out and caught some of this in her cupped palm, and brought it up to her mouth, only to pronounce it "Yummy!" The girls on the ground proceeded to giggle and laugh as they scooped centaur cum off Amy and slurped it down. Toshia watched this for a moment, until she saw Don watching her with amusement, and then said, "Oh, what the hell?" and got down to join in the fun. "I hope that wasn't too rude of them," Don said to Ralph. "Oh, no -- not at all!" Ralph laughed. "It was a bit kinky, you know. I've never been pleasured by such tiny females, but I'm certainly not complaining." "Well, good," Don smiled. "Now, I was wondering if you could help us find these Witches of the Glen that you mentioned." Once the women managed to finish playing with Ralph's cum and to clean Amy up a bit, the centaur led them through the forest at a pretty brisk pace. Don was happy that he was a good hiker. The women took turns getting rides on Ralph's back, and took the opportunity to bring themselves to loud orgasms along the way. At first Toshia seemed shocked by the fact that Amy and then Shelonda were so openly grinding themselves against Ralph's spine and then so obviously coming, but, after Nicole took her turn, Toshia climbed up and enjoyed the ride for all it was worth. Don watched her bowing her head against Ralph's shoulder blades as she gasped and sighed with her orgasm, and smiled to himself. It was good to see her enjoying herself so thoroughly. For his part, Ralph said he was happy to return the favor done him as much as possible. Amy, however, insisted that she was unconvinced that there wasn't some further way in which Ralph could be of service to the ladies. Don found himself a bit happy when they came upon the glade they were seeking before Amy could put any of her ideas to the test. He sensed that Ralph was a bit relieved too. They were on a cleared hilltop high over the rest of the forest, sloping dark green all around them. The sun was sinking toward the horizon. In the center of the glade were a large stone altar and a large arrangement of wood, ready to become a bonfire. Off to the side, against the tree line, was a large tent of crimson cloth. Ralph led them toward this tent. Before they got there, though, or even called out, a flap was tossed aside and a beautiful woman in a dark red robe stepped out and said, "Hello, and welcome." She had a thick mane of yellow and gold hair falling to her shoulders in an unruly tumult. She looked the party over with eyes of light blue-gray and a knowing smile. "My name is Cassandra, how may we help you?" "Hello Cassandra, I'm Don, and this is Toshia, Nicole, Shelonda, Amy and Ralph." "It's good to see you again, Ralph," Cassandra smiled. Her voice was musical, friendly and confident -- in short, extremely sexy. "Thank you for guiding our new friends here." "It was an honor, mistress," Ralph bowed. "More than that," she winked, "judging from the smell of things." "An honor and a pleasure," he smiled back at her. "I am glad," she nodded. Then, turning to Don, she asked, "How may we help you, Don?" "Toshia, Nicole and I seek a way to leave Eros and return to our home, Earth," Don explained. "Ralph suggested that you could help us find someone who could tell us how to do that." "The Crone," Ralph added. "Ah, yes," Cassandra nodded, taking all of this in with apparent simple acceptance. "I see. We could perform the summoning rite, though you will have to help. We will need a fresh offering for the guardian of the portal, and then there will be a price to be paid to the Crone as well." "What sort of offering and price?" Toshia asked. She had dismounted from Ralph's back and stood next to Don. "Oh nothing quite so dire as you might imagine," Cassandra smiled enigmatically. "Any of you young ladies will do, though I suggest you or Nicole would be most fitting." "Fine," Toshia said firmly, "as long as it's nothing life-threatening, I'll do it." "Wonderful," Cassandra nodded. "And you, Don, will have to pay the Crone's price. Surely you will be as brave as your companion." "Of course," Don nodded, very much conscious of the fact that he was nowhere near as sure of himself as Toshia seemed to be. Cassandra smiled at them both and then turned to the tent behind her and called, "Come on everyone, we have to get ready to summon the Crone!" There were excited exclamations from the tent, followed by a dozen men and women all wearing robes just like Cassandra's. They busied themselves immediately around the firewood and the altar. Don would have paid more attention to what they were doing, but Ralph took this moment to say, "Well, I will leave you in Cassandra's capable hands, then." "You won't stay to see what the Crone says?" Don asked. "No," Ralph shook his head. "I want to find myself a mare as soon as possible, and, to be honest, these magical rites are a bit too intense for me." "Are we safe here?" Don asked in a hushed voice. "Oh, yes!" Ralph laughed. "Cassandra's a sweet, kind person. She won't let any harm come to you, but ... well, it's just going to be intense, that's all. It all gives me the willies. Anyway, good luck!" The girls all bid Ralph goodbye, and then he trotted off into the forest, which was already quite dark in the dusk. "Please, Toshia, come with me," Cassandra said. While they went into the tent, a pair of red-robed women came up to Nicole and Shelonda and led them off toward the fire area. A tall young man approached Don and said, "Sir, if you will accompany me." Don followed the man to a wooden chair that had been set off to the side, with a clear view of the altar without actually being close to it. The young man said, "During the rite, you will sit here until the Crone summons you. Do not participate in the ritual at all until that time. It is very important that you save yourself for the Crone. If you do not, she will know and be displeased." "Okay," Don nodded. "Sit in the chair and don't have any fun -- got it." "Oh, and remove your clothing." "Um, all right," Don said. After disrobing and putting his few items of clothing, and his staff, on the ground next to the chair, Don sat down and tried to make himself comfortable, watching the robed witches go about their preparations. He wasn't surprised to note that everyone in what he was thinking of as the coven was in good shape, even though they seemed to represent a spectrum of different ages, from quite young -- like Nicole or Shelonda -- to as old as in their sixties, if Don was any judge of such things. Knowing what he now knew about Eros, though, Don realized that each of these people could be much older than their appearance would indicate, thanks to the rejuvenating powers of the XYZ they drank as water. After the sun set Don was left alone in the clearing, as the others all disappeared into the big tent. Eventually, the group came out in a solemn procession -- one by one -- with Cassandra in the lead. Toshia came second and was wearing a white robe. The entire group made a circle around the pile of firewood, and most of them began to sing some sort of hymn the words of which Don couldn't make out. This went on for several minutes, until, abruptly, Cassandra raised her hands high over her head, and the wood in front of her burst into flame. Well, that was certainly a neat trick, Don thought to himself. He caught himself, though, and tried to make a point of not being quite so skeptical as usual. After all, we're trying to play along with this world's rules here. Maybe things won't work if I've got the wrong attitude. The witches had stopped singing now, and Cassandra took Toshia by the hand and walked her over to stand with her back to the stone altar; the other witches, along with Nicole, Shelonda and Amy, closed the gap in the circle. Facing Toshia, Cassandra raised her arms, with her palms up to the sky, and called out, "O wise mother who guides us and watches over us, we beseech thee to join us this night that the travelers among us may share in the gift of your knowledge and beauty." The witches around the bonfire repeated Cassandra's words, and four of the men lit torches in the fire and placed them in holes Don hadn't noticed before. These torches were positioned about a meter from each corner of the altar. When the men returned to the circle, Cassandra reached out to caress Toshia's face lovingly. She called out, "O guardian of the portal, we offer you this supplicant who comes seeking knowledge and will give you that which you most desire." Then, Cassandra untied the simple knot at the base of Toshia's throat that held the white robe closed. Toshia shrugged the robe off her shoulders and stood there naked in the firelight. If she was frightened or anxious Don could not see it in her expression or posture. Instead, she stood proudly, with her shoulders back and head high. To Don it seemed that it was Toshia, not Cassandra, who was the high priestess of this affair. As the witches around the fire began a low chant, Cassandra took Toshia by the hand and led her to the foot of the altar, and up a set of steps Don hadn't seen earlier. Toshia gently knelt down on the altar and then turned around and lied down upon her back on the cold stone. Don was fascinated to see her bare, pale flesh in the flickering orange and yellow light. He experienced a strong desire to go to the altar then and ravish Toshia even if it did mess up the rite. Instead, he forced himself to sit still in his wooden chair, and kept watching intently. Cassandra moved around to the opposite side of the altar, away from the bonfire, and produced a large pitcher that seemed to be made of clay. The witch proceeded to pour water over Toshia's naked body. From the sharp gasp and sudden tightening of her muscles, Don could tell Toshia had not expected this, but she lay still on the altar. When she'd emptied the pitcher over Toshia, Cassandra set the pitcher out of the way on the ground somewhere behind the altar, and then leaned over the naked, wet offering and kissed her on the lips. Cassandra came around the altar and joined the circle of chanting witches. Once she was there, the group slowly began to move around the fire. The chanting became a bit more rhythmic, and the witches started to move almost as if they were dancing. One by one, each of the participants broke away from the circle to approach the altar and kiss Toshia on the lips. When they had kissed her, each one dropped his or her robe to the ground in front of the altar before returning to the circle. Nicole, Shelonda and Amy each took their turn in this kissing and disrobing ritual, as if they had done this kind of thing many times. As this went on, with an increasing number of naked chanting, dancing celebrants, the rhythm and pace of the chant very slowly rose. The dancers were now holding hands or had their arms around each other's waists. Finally, only Cassandra still wore her robe, so she returned to the altar, kissed Toshia again and exposed her own naked body to the fire-lit night. This seemed to be a signal to the others, for the chanting shifted to a much more rhythmic cant, and Don swore there were now deep, distant drums keeping the beat. As soon as Cassandra returned to the circle, the dancing around the fire became more playful. Now sweaty bodies glistened in the orangey light. Don saw Amy moving along between two men, in each hand a stiff cock, while their hands groped her body. Shelonda passed by with a lovely young woman trying to get her mouth on Shelonda's beautiful heaving bosom. Nicole had allowed a man to catch her from behind and the two of them managed to move around the circle while he kissed the back of her neck and reached around to run his hands over her front. Cassandra danced past with the wanton sensuality of a belly dancer and a certain regal bearing, somehow both reveling in the energy of the rite and aloof from the playfulness rapidly spreading around the circle. The air seemed to be throbbing with the rhythm of the ritual chant, and the heat of the fire and rising eroticism flooded the night. Don looked over to the altar and saw that Toshia had begun to writhe on the stone. Her hands moved over her upper body and her legs rubbed against each other as she felt the aura of lust pulsing from the fire and the dancers. Don watched as she moved her left hand down between her legs, and he had little doubt what she was doing there. As for himself, Don's cock was lying thick on his thigh, growing harder as the rite progressed. Looking back to the fire, Don saw that the dancing had now stopped, though the chanting and the unseen drums continued on. The witches and company were giving in to their desires. Nearby, backlit by the fire, Nicole, had fallen to her hands and knees, and the man who had been following her so closely was now even closer -- fucking her from behind. Don was unsurprised to see that Amy was kneeling between her two men sucking one cock while stroking the other, and then switching. He couldn't see Shelonda, but figured she must be on the other side of the fire. He could see Cassandra, though, straddling a muscular young man, her head thrown back and her breasts thrust up in the night air as she rode him. When he turned his attention back to the altar, Don was surprised to see that a strange dark figure was standing there at Toshia's feet. Don almost sprang from his chair, but somehow managed to remember what he had been told, and resolved to sit still and wait. The figure, which Don presumed must be the guardian of the portal, was hard to discern at first, only a darker shadow in the night, but as Don concentrated it resolved into a tall, distinctly masculine form. Don was sure the shadowy "man" had long horns springing out of its forehead and sweeping back over its head. Toshia didn't seem to notice the creature's presence until it reached out to touch her ankle; the jet black hand seemed more like a talon at first, but then just a hand with long fingers. Toshia looked down to see the figure at her feet, but didn't seem frightened or even surprised. Don could see that she said something, but if there was any reply he could not tell -- he couldn't make out any features of the guardian's face, though he had the distinct impression that there were two fiery eyes of dark red in the shadows. Toshia parted her legs for the darkness and Don watched the claw-like hands moving over her relatively pale skin. As the shadow rose up and lowered itself over her, Toshia's hands left her own body and reached out for the dark shape. Her back arched as the shadows enveloped her. Don found it hard to focus on what was going on atop the altar. At one moment he saw Toshia with her head thrown back and a black creature with its mouth on her neck, and the next there was an almost billowing shadow enveloping her. Then there was a glimpse of her thighs and butt as they flexed while she was fucking the shadow enthusiastically. Her torso strained and tensed, and a mouth with sharp teeth was on her white breast. And then darkness swirled around her. Don was aware that all around the fire the orgy had become general, even though the chanting and the sound of drums went on. He knew that Nicole was now on her back while a new man was between her legs, thrusting with nearly crazed lust. He knew that Amy was being fucked from behind while she took a cock in her mouth. He knew that Cassandra was passionately kissing one of her female subordinates, while another suckled at her tits and reached down to play with her, all while still riding her initial partner. Don could feel his untouched cock, straining painfully in its excited, engorged state. However, he could not seem to look away from the altar. Though he couldn't hear anything but chanting, drums and the moaning of the witches, he was sure Toshia was crying out in a long, hard orgasm. He could tell the shadowy creature on top of her was not finished, though. "No," said a voice next to him, "he will not be finished anytime soon. His need is ... special." Don looked up to see a woman with long white hair swept away from her face and down her back. She was watching the altar with a smile on her thin, red lips. Her dark eyes sparkled in the firelight as she went on, saying, "His phallus is so very hard, like a thing of steel wrapped in a tight sheath of leather. Not as big as one might imagine, but so, so hard, almost painful to touch, until it fills you and you feel his need becoming your own." She was thin, but tautly muscular, and stood confidently and comfortably next to Don. She wore a black sleeveless shift, bound around her narrow waist with a silver cord. "What is his need?" Don finally managed to ask. Her features were sharp and aristocratic, but her smile was friendly as she looked down at him and said, "Sex, obviously, but not like you or them, or her. The guardian feeds off the carnal pleasure of others, particularly the woman with whom he is engaged -- but especially if she's new to him. The energy he draws from her orgasm makes it possible for me to come to you. He will couple with her as long as she can take it, drawing sustenance from her orgasms, and the lust of the others. He does not couple for release, though, but for the reverse. If he comes, which is quite rare, it will be a fiery jet of liquid ecstasy filling up her body -- every fiber." "A fiery jet?" She looked down at him again and smiled warmly, "Don't fear; I was being poetic." Don smiled back, "And your need?" She held out her hand, and Don took it and brought it to his lips, kissing her palm. She laughed and said, "Come with me, Don." A Covin of Witches Desire Toshia. Don stood and moved around his chair, following the white haired woman toward the large red tent. He stole one more glance over his shoulder and saw that Toshia had been pulled to the foot of the altar; her legs were wrapped around the column of deep shadow that stood over her there, her hands were on her breasts and her head lolled to the side with eyes tightly closed. Don imagined that the guardian of the portal was fucking her vigorously with his steely cock. He looked back to the woman leading him, who was looking back at him with an amused smile. Don said, "I didn't see a portal." "The portal is somewhat metaphorical. Cassandra called to me and the guardian, the guardian came, then Toshia came in the other sense, which made it possible for me to come to you." "So he's really not a guardian, but more of a conductor." She laughed as she drew aside the flap of the tent and pulled him inside. "Yes, that is perhaps a more apt description." The tent was lit by a number of candles, and was sumptuously appointed with large, soft carpets and many pillows. "And you are hardly what I would call a 'crone'," Don smiled, admiring the cool beauty of her face and the lithe sexuality of her form. "It's a title, not a description," she answered as she untied the silver cord cinching her gown about her narrow waist. "However, if you would prefer a different appearance..." She changed abruptly into an ancient, toothless hag, straight out of a stereotypical fairy-tale, or Macbeth. She laughed harshly and said, "Perhaps not, though. What about this? Something more befitting the images conjured up in your mind by the rite you witnessed so patiently." She was now a pale woman in a white nightgown. Thick dark hair fell in a tumult down around her shoulders. Her eyes were dark and glowing with a feral lust. Her full lips parted to show long, sharp canines, and were red with blood -- blood that covered her chin and had splattered all over her generous cleavage. Don immediately recalled his fevered teenage fantasies and felt his cock strain despite the obvious danger of the situation. "Or maybe you would prefer I took the appearance of someone more familiar," she said with Toshia's mouth. Don watched as Toshia shrugged out of the black shift the Crone was wearing, to reveal the slim body he had lately come to know so well. Don was both taken aback by these sudden transformations and now completely convinced that there was more to all of the evening's events that clever tricks. He swallowed and managed to say, "No, your original appearance was more than satisfactory." "Ah, thank you," she smiled, and stood before him as she was before, though now naked. Her breasts were not large, but firm for a woman of her apparent age, and the rest of her body was obviously fit and trim. She reached out to take his hand again and drew him to her. As Don's arms slipped around her unusually cool body, her hand took his straining cock in a strong grip. When their lips met and his tongue slipped into her mouth, Don found himself suddenly remembering his first kiss with remarkable clarity. Then he was reliving the moment he lost his virginity (in the basement of his teenage home), the time he had had sex with his girlfriend while another couple were doing it only feet away (in a cheap motel), the time he had slept with a certifiably unhinged woman who was also a completely uninhibited wildcat in bed, the first and second of the threesomes he had enjoyed, and every other memorable sexual moment from his life before the Manor. The memories flooded through his mind in vivid detail, as the Crone kissed him passionately, sucking on his tongue and stroking his cock in her tight grasp. He felt himself being pulled down to the sea of soft pillows as scenes from his time in the Manor played out in his mind. He remembered waking up next to Toshia in that strange bedroom, the wild, unexpected encounter with the Nymphets (including the first time he'd seen Toshia come), the sexual escapades involved in that dodge ball game (including seeing Toshia fucking the Player), the orgiastic ball, the night with the Lady, the first time he and Toshia had sex, watching and participating in Toshia's little gangbang in the second floor corridor, the wild night in the Disco, and the orgy in the steam room, and many other intense erotic memories swept through his mind. Don felt himself entering the Crone's surprisingly hot and wet vagina. The strong grip was no surprise. Still reliving his wilder sexual memories in exceptionally vivid detail, Don held on to the strong but slender woman beneath him and fucked. He fucked her both as if it was the only thing he could imagine doing and as if his life depended upon it. He felt as if his cock was penetrating deeper into the Crone than was physically possible. Her muscles squeezed and pulled at him with incredible dexterity and strength. The vision of Toshia being taken on top of the stone altar was in his mind when Don began to come. To say this was the most intense orgasm of Don's life would be a severe understatement. The cum boiled out of his balls and shot out of him into the Crone in a gushing torrent. He shoved into her and continued to pump jet after jet of cum. He felt her arms and legs wrap around him, pulling him tighter to him, even as her pussy squeezed and pulled at his cock. He thought for a moment that it felt that there were more than just two arms and two legs holding him to her. He opened his eyes and saw the Crone looking at him with a cool, happy smile on her lips. Don felt the orgasm slowly subsiding but then that preternaturally skilled pussy pulled him on, and he was squirting still more cum into her. When he could no longer pump any cum, it seemed that her pussy went on sucking it from him. The ecstasy of coming became a frightening overdose of pleasure and then a painful ordeal as what seemed like minutes passed and he was drained of cum. He groaned wordlessly, and surrendered to the blackness of unconsciousness. Don had no idea how long he was out before he felt the Crone caressing his face with her cool fingers and kissing his lips lightly. When he opened his eyes, she was smiling down at him. "You seek the Sage of the Tower," she said. "Go down into the valley and follow the river there to its source, and you will find the Tower." "Oh, but wha-?" he tried. "Shush," she smiled, "that is all you need to know. Thank you for your gift, Don." Don thought he should say "my pleasure" but he wasn't sure if that was true, and in any case he was already falling asleep. Chapter 3 Toshia Saved & Caught; rough sex in the forest Like Don had done a week earlier, while he was with the Crone, Toshia found herself reliving the erotic adventures she had had since waking up in the Manor. The sounds of the warrior women feasting and carousing nearby only taunted her with the thought that someone might remember her and bring her some food and water. Her deliberate mental game of remembering her time in Eros while she hung tied to the big, wooden X-cross served to distract her from not only her hunger and thirst but also from her frustration and dejection at being in this predicament. These depressing thoughts reminded her of the day ...Was it three days ago already? She must have been very close to drowning, her vision darkening and her temples pounding, when the strong slender arms had slipped around her from behind and she was hoisted up to the surface of the river. She had gulped air into her lungs desperately, and allowed herself to be drawn to shore. Too weak from struggling against the current, Toshia was limp and useless as she was hauled up onto the sandy bank. She lay there gasping, until she felt soft feminine hands brushing the wet hair out of her face. When she opened her eyes, she saw a beautiful young woman with big eyes of blue-green and long straight hair of emerald green looking down at her with concern. "Thank you for saving me," Toshia finally managed. The green-haired girl smiled at her with full inviting lips. She touched Toshia's lips with light fingertips. She licked her own as she traced the outline of Toshia's lips. She looked over Toshia's naked, wet body, and Toshia raised her head enough to see that the girl was also naked and, obviously, wet. She seemed to be very thin, but strong, and quite pale. The girl looked back at Toshia's face and smiled again, and Toshia thought this smile was a bit friendlier now. Well, this is Eros, after all, Toshia thought to herself. It's probably customary to sleep with anyone who saves your life. As if she could read Toshia's mind, the girl leaned in closer, brushing Toshia's skin with her wet hair, and kissed her mouth tentatively. The girl's lips and tongue were cool and moist, and Toshia found herself returning the gentle kiss happily. After only minutes earlier thinking that she was about to drown, this interlude was a most welcome turn of events. Toshia slipped her arms around her rescuer and held her body against her own. For some time, they lay there on the wet ground, kissing each other languorously. Then, with a smile, the green-haired girl pulled away a little and then moved a bit lower, so she could kiss her way down the curve of Toshia's breast. Toshia shuddered as the girl took her nipple and sucked on it. Toshia parted her legs in anticipation as she felt the girl's hand moving up along the inside of her thigh. Suddenly, though, the girl raised her head and looking into the nearby tree line with obvious alarm. In another second, Toshia heard the sound of someone coming toward them through the undergrowth. "It's OK, that's just my friends looking for me," Toshia smiled at the girl, who immediately shook her head and pulled away from Toshia's embrace. Toshia took the moment to look around a bit more carefully and realized that she was quite a bit downriver from where she had fallen in and, moreover, on the wrong side. It couldn't possibly be Don and the others making all that noise in the woods. Toshia looked warily at the woods, and then back to the girl who had saved her life. She was alarmed to see the green-haired waif diving back into the water. "Wait!" Toshia called as she scrambled to her feet. "Oh, damn!" said a masculine voice behind her. "She got away!" "Of course she did," said another. "The way you two go crashing about, it's impossible to sneak up on anything!" "At least we've got a consolation prize this time," said a third. Being called a consolation prize almost wiped the shocked expression off Toshia's face. Out of the forest had emerged three figures, about five and a half feet tall, with long, dark, curly hair and beards, and bare, muscular torsos and arms. They also had short, curled horns growing out of their foreheads and the hindquarters of goats. Naturally, they also had very prominent and generous male genitalia. Of course, after meeting Ralph the centaur she should not have been so surprised to be confronted by bona fide satyrs. In fact, Ralph hadn't even been the strangest thing she'd encountered since leaving the Manor; there was the demonic guardian of the portal to name just one thing.One thing that had fucked my brains out! she thought to herself. Still, in spite of herself, Toshia was shocked by the sight of these half-man, half-goats. "She does look like she'll give us some sport," said one of the satyrs with an obvious leer. "How about it, toots," grinned the third one who'd spoken, "you up for some fun and games?" "Um, actually, I was just going to find my friends," Toshia said taking a step toward the forest away from the three satyrs. "We can be your friends," suggested the satyr who had spoken first. He took a step closer to her on his hoofed feet and gave his already hard and thick cock a squeeze. "We're very friendly." "Oh, well, I'm sure, but I should really be going." "What's the hurry?" said satyr number two, without taking his eyes off her naked body. "Come on, honey," said number three, "we'll show you a real good time." Toshia was simultaneously revolted by the smarmy attitudes, alarmed that it seemed clear they had no intention of taking "no" for an answer, and annoyed with herself for being a bit aroused by the thought of having a "real good time" with three goat-men. Goddamn that fucking XYZ! "Tell you what," said number two, doing his apparent best to sound good-natured, "we'll give you a head start, and if we catch you we'll have some fun." Thinking it was a good idea to take advantage of a chance to put some distance between herself and them, Toshia nodded and said, "Fine." Without waiting for them to say anything else, she sprang for the trees and made for the nearest hillside up away from the river. Tree branches lashed at her bare skin, and she wished she had fallen into the river with her sandals on, but she didn't slow down. She clambered up a hill, vaulted over a large rock and then half-ran, half-fell down the other side, only to start up the next one. Ducking under a thick branch, she turned to the left and started running along the ridge of a line of hills that seemed to parallel the course of the river. She was trying to close some of the distance between the satyrs and where she had fallen into the river. She was vaguely aware that there were now sounds of pursuit echoing in the forest. Toshia slowed just a little to catch her breath, but that only allowed her to realize that the satyrs were getting alarmingly close. She even caught sight of one moving through the trees off to her left, cutting her off from the river. Plunging ahead again with renewed determination, Toshia clambered up the side of the next hill almost on all fours. At the top of the steep slope, she saw a sunlit clearing in the distance. With the vague hope that she might be able to get someone's attention on the other side of the river, Toshia set her sights on reaching that clearing. She might have made it too, if she hadn't tripped on an ill-placed root. Toshia went sprawling in the thick forest carpet of leaves right in front of an enormous tree trunk that had fallen years ago and was now covered with a deep layer of green moss. She heard someone coming up the hill close behind her, and frantically scrambled to her feet. Toshia hurried to get hold of the mossy tree trunk and raised her foot to get purchase on it so she could vault over, but then felt a strong, hairy arm slipping around her waist to pull her back down. "Gotcha!" the satyr laughed, as he pulled her behind against his front, at the same time pushing her chest and face forward against the soft moss in front of her. Toshia struggled, trying to twist out of his grasp, but he was too strong and she was too winded. She felt the head of his cock between her legs and rubbing up against her outer lips. He pushed her against the moss with one hand, holding her in place, while using the other to get his sex organ in the right position. Toshia gritted her teeth as he pushed himself into her. It wasn't an enormous cock, but it was hard and thick, and she had to admit at that moment, with the XYZ and the adrenaline of the chase coursing through her veins, it felt good to be filled. Toshia clutched the mossy trunk, and closed her eyes, as the satyr held on to her hips roughly and began to fuck in and out of her from behind, shoving violently. In addition to the sensation of the penis sliding in and out of her all too eager pussy, Toshia was keenly aware of the thick mat of fur brushing against her legs and butt as he took her and the fact that her tits were being pressed into the yielding moss with the solid resistance of the tree behind it. She knew that she was, basically, being raped by a half-man, half-goat creature, but she also knew she was enjoying it. The question of whether she should actually consider this rape would occupy her mind quite a bit in the days afterward, and particularly while she was strapped to the X-cross. On the one hand, she had actually said "Fine" to the satyr's proposal that "if we catch you we'll have some fun", but, on the other, at the time of that agreement she had been convinced they were going to have their way with her in any case. However, she knew that rape in the normal world she called home was not really a crime of sex but of violence. Someone who raped another wasn't really trying to have sex with them, but to hurt them. Somehow, Toshia did not get the sense that these satyrs wanted to hurt her in the least; they seemed to just want to fuck, and given the nature of this world, it might be reasonable for them to presume that she would enjoy a good tumble in the woods. Still, the girl who had pulled her from the river had obviously wanted to avoid getting caught by the randy goat-men. Later she would ponder these issues, but for that moment against the moss-covered tree trunk she just let herself enjoy the rough fucking. It wasn't too long before the goat-man began to shove into her with even more force, and then his cock swelled and shot his hot satyr cum into her. It felt like there was quite a bit, and it took him some time before he pulled out of her and slapped her butt happily. Toshia slumped against the fallen tree trunk, both relieved and frustrated. She started to push away from the tree, to make an attempt at gaining that clearing ahead somewhere, but another pair of rough hands took hold of her and pushed her back against the moss. "Not so fast, toots," said satyr number three. Without any other preamble, he shoved his cock into her pussy, squishing his partner's cum out to run down the insides of her thighs. Toshia surprised herself by letting out a happy moan as she was filled again. While the satyr proceeded to fuck her with great enthusiasm, Toshia let go of the moss with her left hand and managed to get it down between the trunk and her body, so she could get her fingers on her clit. She began to stroke herself frantically as the cock pistoned in and out of her almost savagely. In only moments, Toshia found herself gasping and moaning as her orgasm tore through her violated body. She shook and whimpered while the satyr had his way with her until he filled her up with his own flood of cum. He pulled out of her, and she felt more cum running down her legs. Laughing, he said, "Told you we'd have fun." Toshia wasn't surprised to hear satyr number one say, "My turn!" This time, though, she managed to roll around and get her back against the mossy tree trunk. She actually found herself smiling at the hairy goat-man as he stepped up in front of her. Toshia put her hands on his broad shoulders and let him lift her up a bit. Soon, she had her thighs supported on his furry haunches as he pushed his eager cock up inside her. She looked at his grinning, bearded face with its little horns, and even laughed a little as he lowered his mouth to her tits to suck and bite on her nipples. She rocked against him as he fucked in and out of her, letting his hairy torso rub against her clit. Leaning back against the curve of the trunk behind her, Toshia let herself enjoy getting fucked there in the woods by an actual satyr. She smiled when she felt his cock swell inside her to spew a third torrent of cum into her pussy, only to spill in a slow river out of her as soon as he withdrew. She noticed that the other two satyrs were still standing there, watching, with still very hard cocks standing in front of them. Perhaps they would have let her go in that moment, but Toshia had her mind on other things. She laughed and said, "Well, hello boys; are you just going to stand there? I thought you promised me a good time." This prompted laughter from all three of them, and they hastened forward. In the next moment, Toshia was surrounded by all three of the satyrs as they pawed her with their eager hands and kissed and nibbled at her wherever they could reach. Fingers pinched her nipples and pushed up inside her soggy cunt. One enterprising individual got his finger nice and slippery and pushed it up inside her ass. This reminded Toshia of that wonderful time she'd had in the steam room with Don and Peter, only a few days earlier, and gave her an idea. "OK, well, before we go any further, don't you think you should introduce yourselves?" Toshia laughed. Any further? They've each fucked me and they've got their fingers in my pussy and ass! "Oh, I'm Scratch," said satyr number two. "I'm Roscoe," said number one. "And, I'm Bob," said three. "I'm Toshia," she said. "Now that we've got that out of the way. Why don't you lie down on your back here, Bob?" Bob was only too happy to comply, and Toshia promptly straddled him, and took his stiff cock in her hand, pushing the head of it into her pussy, which was quite ready for more action. She sank down on Bob's shaft, leaning forward by placing both hands on his broad hairy chest. Toshia slid up and down on him a couple of times, just because it felt good. Then, she looked over her shoulder and said, "Scratch, can you get back there and fuck me in the ass?" "I sure can!" Scratch said with a grin. There was some scrambling around, and an interesting moment when Scratch pushed his finger up inside her wet pussy with Bob's cock (Oh my! That's interesting! I'll have to try to remember that.). After her own juices and a liberal amount of satyr cum was worked into her butt and smeared over his organ, Scratch slowly pushed himself into her butt. "Oh fuck that feels good!" she exclaimed. "Yes, push it in me!" An unexpected orgasm hit her then, and she held still there as her pussy and ass clenched on the two cocks inside her. Moaning and trembling, Toshia rode it out with a smile on her face. When she had started to come down, she looked down at Bob and over her shoulder at Scratch and said, "Well, what are you waiting for boys, fuck me!" The two satyrs began to do as they were told, working their thick, hard cocks in and out of her. Whether they had practiced this trick before or it was an innate satyr skill, they quickly got into a perfect rhythm, pumping and grinding against her body as if the three of them were one ideal sex machine. Toshia made sure she was giving as good as she was getting, working her pelvis in time with the way the satyrs were pushing and pulling inside her. When she felt comfortable and knew she could keep up, she looked around and beckoned Roscoe over. The third satyr moved over on his cloven hooves to stand in front of Toshia. She reached up with her left hand and took his cock in her hand and pulled it to her mouth, tasting his cum and her own juices on him. Once she had the fat head in her mouth, she stroked the shaft in her fist. Bob reached up to cup her breasts in his hands and to help hold her up. Letting Bob and Scratch do most of the fucking work, Toshia relaxed to enjoy those sensations and concentrated her active attention on Roscoe's cock. She pulled him closer so that she could get her mouth working up and down on him, pushing the head deeper in her mouth so she could feel his thick shaft moving over her lips and her tongue. I wish Don could see me! she thought as she relaxed her throat and sank deeper on to Roscoe's cock. She let go of the base of his shaft and held onto his hips with both hands, both for support and to shove him back if it became necessary, but she was now letting him fuck her mouth and throat. Roscoe was surprisingly careful, holding her head gently in his hands and moving slowly and steadily. Meanwhile, Bob lay under her flexing his hairy abdomen to push himself up inside her pussy, and Scratch held on to her hips and fucked in and out of her ass vigorously. Toshia was intent on making the satyrs come before she came again, but her body had other ideas, and soon she was moaning and trembling while an intense orgasm shook her from head to toe. The frantic clenching of her pussy and ass pulled Bob and Scratch past the point of no return, and they filled her up with more of their cum. Roscoe, who had come most recently anyway, held out a bit longer, but the other two were still inside her when Toshia felt him swelling in her mouth and throat and then pumping gout after gout of sweet, hot cum into her stomach, and then filling her mouth. Pulling away from her, he splashed on final stream of pearly jizz across the bridge of her nose and down her cheek. Still hard, Bob and Scratch continued to fuck her squishy pussy and ass until she came again and again. Only when she had collapsed between them, did they extract themselves and carry her off to their camp in the forest, where they bathed and fed her. That night, the next day, and the night after were spent in a marathon of satyr fucking that left Toshia exhausted. Toshia now, bound to the X-cross, strained again at her restraints, wishing she could get at her pussy and clit now. She needed to make herself come. She remembered how she had awoken the third day, well into afternoon. The satyrs were gone, and she was surrounded by the gathering party from the warrior woman camp. Angry at being abandoned, worn out from the incessant demands of three hard pricks, frustrated at being lost, Toshia had been a bit happy to learn that she was going to be taken to a bunch of women, but that hadn't lasted long. She remembered how they had tied her up underneath a pole carried on the shoulders of two brawny men. The next two days were spent hanging there as she was carried further down river, to the castle where she now stood on frustrating display. To be continued. By BradentonLarry for Literotica

Interview with Kristin Keppler

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Play Episode Listen Later Apr 15, 2025 23:45

Send us a textKristin Keppler joins me to chat about her latest, Worth Waiting For, The Badlands series co-authored with Allisa Bahney, living in Virginia, her favorite Sci-fi film, and much more! To support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Support the show

59. OFF SCRIPT!

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Play Episode Listen Later Apr 15, 2025 53:45

We go off the cuff with no scripts and no stories. Just a RAW, mostly unedited fiasco where the listeners get a lil peek into the real lives of The Lesbian Fiasco hosts.

Writing Sapphic Horror

To All the Men I've Tolerated Before

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 10, 2025 72:01

Author Rae Wilde joins Natalie to have a conversation about her book I Do Not Apologize for My Position on Men and what drew her to writing stories surrounding sapphic women and the horror genre. The two women will delve into the real life horrors that women experience that create inspiration for the fiction they're both interested in. There will be discussion surrounding heteronormativity, toxic relationships, horror stories, our current trying times, and more!Support the ShowMake sure you have subscribed to us on Patreon! Every tier has a 7-day free trial and it is the only place to find our free blog posts, Tolerator Check-In episodes, and The Misogyny Meltdown. Follow us at @menivetoleratedpod on Instagram! All ways to support the show can be found at https://linktr.ee/menivetoleratedpod. Join the newsletter so you never miss any update we have on Team Tolerator!Find RaeWebsite: https://www.raewilde.com/Instagram: @_rae_wildeTikTok Shop

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How Many Knives Can A Sapphic Fit In Her Pockets?

Queers of Time Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 7, 2025 77:53

This episode contains spoilers for The Wheel of Time TV show up to the third season's fourth episode. The end of the episode also contain spoilers for all of the Wheel of Time books.On today's episode of the Queers of Time, we talk about all things Rhuidean. Whether it's Hot Rand doing Hot Rand Things in the past and being a little gay, or whether it's Moiraine and Lanfear having glorious hate sex, or whether it's all the Aes Sedai and Aiel drama, Rafe and the show definitely delivered!Send us your hate mail! Or your fan mail, if you really insist...Support the showCheck out our Twitter, Instagram, TikTok, and Patreon.Intro and outro music by Julius H.

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An Angry Sapphic Revenge Fantasy

The Incoherent Fangirl

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 4, 2025 57:03

Send us a textWorlds collide as The Fangirls chat with author Shannon Ives about her debut novel, THOSE FATAL FLOWERS, and dive into the lore of Greco-Roman mythology and the disappearance of the Roanoke colony. Head to Shannon's website to stay up to date with everything she has to come!List of books mentioned in the podcast: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/booksEmail us @ theincoherentfangirl@gmail.comVisit our website @ https://theincoherentfangirl.comFollow us on social media!Bluesky: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/blueskyFacebook: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/facebookInstagram: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/instagram Threads: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/threads TikTok: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/tiktok Twitter: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/twitter YouTube: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/youtube Support the show!Patreon: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/patreon PayPal: https://theincoherentfangirl.com/paypal Mandy is @mandypurv on all the things.https://theincoherentfangirl.com/mandy Karin is @msmadeinchina on all the things.https://theincoherentfangirl.com/karin Visit our internet besties!Here Comes the Nerd @ http://herecomesthenerd.com== use code FANGIRL for 20% off your first order ==Once Upon A Book Club @ https://www.onceuponabookclub.com== use code MANDY10 or KARIN10 for 10% off your order ==Amber D. Lewis @ https://www.amberdlewis.com== use code FANGIRL10 for 10% off your order ==And don't forget to go support the Show Husband!• visit the Searchers at https://searchersbelieve.com• stream The Paranormal Mind podcast wherever you get your podcasts• subscribe to their streaming service Beacon TV at https://streambeacontv.com== use code FANGIRL10 for 10% off your subscription ==• shop the merch store at http://searchersbelieve.com/shop== use code FANGIRL10 for 10% off your order ==

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Artist and Director Martine Syms on Discernment, Awkward Phases, and Visibility

Deep Read with Phoebe Lovatt

Play Episode Listen Later Apr 2, 2025 67:40

Deep Read #35 is with the artist and director, Martine Syms. Martine is one of the most prominent names in the contemporary art world. Her work encompasses sculpture, digital art, video, publishing, and photography, and has been shown in dozens of galleries and iconic art institutions worldwide. In 2022, she made her directorial debut with 'The African Desperate', and she's currently working on her second feature. Martine is as fun as she is brilliant! We discussed shame, astrology, Sapphic poetry, badmind people, awkward stages, visibility, and so much more. - Deep Reading lists for every episode can be found at phoebe.substack.com - @phoebelovatt @phoebelovattpubliclibrary @martinesyms

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58. Les-B-Inn (Part 7) and WLEZ (Part 7)

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Play Episode Listen Later Apr 1, 2025 26:12

Episode 58 is the thrilling finale episode for these 2 stories. Starting us off is Nikki ending the Les-B-Inn. So much drama has gone down in sapphic paradise, how will it end up for Nora? And the Inn?! Listen in, and stay tuned for the final show of your one and only lesbian radio station WLEZ by Monte! Bombshells were dropped on the last show by Casey; will the station survive as it hangs in the balance!? Find out!

Sapphic Space Pirates: Cruising Casperia

Hammer of the Gods

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 28, 2025 126:21

This Women's History Month we're playing a game written by Natalie Pudim of Luck of the Harbor, a Trans woman who writes wonderful TTRPGs! While Sam and I didn't really stick closely to the rules and didn't explicitly use the moves as written, I would still highly recommend you check out this game! You can find it at: https://luckoftheharbor.itch.io/sapphic-space-piratesCheck out Sam over at Link's Tome - www.linkstomeofadventure.com Music: Retro Future Nasty and Mechanolith by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/ Get bonus content on Patreon Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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BONUS! Femslash Deep Dive with TGIF/F

This Week In Fandom History

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 26, 2025 65:25

Thank god it's femslash... part two! This week, in lieu of a minisode, V and Emily were joined by jarrow, the founder of FaberryCon and TGIF/F (see Episode #111), for a lengthy chat about all things femslash. We talk migratory (fem)slash fandom; subtext; female friendships and friend-ships; and why the death of the 22-episode season is killing shipping, especially for noncanonical pairings. Femslash has a parallel history to slash fandom, and it's one that we don't get to talk about nearly enough on this show, so it was a delight to skip the shallow wading and get right to the deep dive. Thank you, jarrow! Find out more about TGIF/F at http://www.tgifemslash.com. This Week In Fandom History is a fandom-centric podcast that tells you… what happened this week in fandom history! Follow This Week in Fandom History on Tumblr at @thisweekinfandomhistory You can support the show via our Patreon at http://www.patreon.com/thisweekinfandomhistory. If you have a fannish company, event, or service and would like to sponsor or partner with TWIFH, please contact us via our website. Please remember to rate the show 5 stars on your listening platform of choice!

Interview with Ruby Landers

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Play Episode Listen Later Mar 25, 2025 19:21

Send us a textRuby Landers joins me to chat about her Only Hope, available April 4th on Amazon or now at Ruby Landers Books - Payhip, the Grace Notes series and who her favorite character and scenes were, which Grace Notes character would fit well in Ribbonwood, Quinn Riley, being a mom and much more! To support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee @ sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Support the show

He/They Skeleton

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 15, 2025 28:39

Send us a textIn this episode: Millie gets a big ouchie, and Leonard resists the urge to say, " I told you so." Leonard cracks open a cold, refreshing Zima with a former lover. Sunny and Dawn get a lesson in reaper language. Rita discovers some trauma she needs to unpack (later, she doesn't have time now!). Charles Dickens McFucking LOSES IT! Kyle, Viv, and Kieghan summon a baddie who's down to swallow anything. Kieghan enjoys a relaxing time with some Minecraft and BlueyDawn - Autumn Potts @littleinkpottsNarrator, Charles Dickens, - Sean Turner @seanwkturnerKieghan, Todrick - Taryn Gray @tarynmgraySunny, Millie, Viv - Violet Lantz @ultraviolet222Rita, Vicki- Brianne Leeson @AuDHDBri (Instagram)Kyle, Todd - James LeesonJacksie - Jacks Leeson-Lantz AKA The Most Missed Boy in the worldSupport the showWriter, DirectorBrianne LeesonProducersBrianne Leeson, Violet LantzEditor, Sound DesignJames LeesonOriginal music by Sean TurnerCover art by Bryn Keenum @brynandbristlesMixgnomer Website https://www.mixgnomer.com/Discord Serverhttps://discord.gg/8bJN9g4QYaSocial Media:https://www.instagram.com/mixgnomerproductions/http://www.facebook.com/luckywinnershowMerch!https://bellonaarts.com/Support us on Patreon !http://www.patreon.com/mixgnomerBrianne's AuDHD Coaching Site:https://www.audhdbri.com/

Interview with Bryce Oakley

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Play Episode Listen Later Mar 14, 2025 20:23

Send us a textBryce Oakley joins me to chat about her latest, One Last Run, the upcoming Shift the Tide, which of her books would she want me into a film, her feelings on the enemies to lovers trope, her daughter and much more! Bryce's Amazon Page: Amazon.com: Bryce Oakley: books, biography, latest updatesapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Support the show

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Kirby, "She" (Knife, Fork, Book, 2024)

New Books Network

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 12, 2025 47:54

In this episode of NBN host, Hollay Ghadery speaks with the incomparable Toronto poet Kirby in an exclusive sampler of spectacular Kirby poetry. Kirby and Hollay talk about community and about Kirby's work including their most recent poetry collection, She (Knife|Fork|Book, 2024) as well as Poetry is Queer (Palimpsest Press, 2021). Kirby also read from some of their new work. "She is a capacious city of rich human habitation, where elation is every day's caring infusion. Her cityscapes are painted deftly—in few words, in pauses, in juxtapositions, in fond attentions, in breath and the difficulty of breath, by a poet who knows deeply that life is fragile and that age comes and alters us. She says: the world loves us back when we love it. Flowers, streets, lovers, skies, persons, walks, in/fusions. She is joy's pronoun!" —ERÍN MOURE, Theophylline A Poetic Migration Via the Modernisms of Rukeyser, Bishop, Grimké (de Castro, Poetry is Queer is a kaleidoscope of sexual outlaws, gay icons, Sapphic poets, and great lovers—real and imagined—conjured like gateway drugs to a queer world. Claiming the word “queer” for those who self-proclaim the authority of their own bodies in defiance of church and state, Kirby pays tribute to gay touchstones while embodying both their work and joy. From gazing upon street boys with constant companion C.P. Cavafy, to end of day observances with Frank O'Hara, to mowing Walt Whitman's grass, Poetry Is Queer is a hybrid-genre memoir like no other. About KIRBY: KIRBY's work includes Last Licks (Anstruther Press, 2024) Behold (2023), a stage adaption of Poetry is Queer (Palimpsest Press, 2021), What Do You Want to Be Called? (Anstruther Press, 2020), & This Is Where I Get Off (Permanent Sleep Press, 2019). Their column, “The First Time” is a regular feature at Send My Love To Anyone. They are the publisher at knife | fork | book kirbyshe.com About Hollay Ghadery: Hollay Ghadery is an Iranian-Canadian multi-genre writer living in Ontario on Anishinaabe land. She has her MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Guelph. Fuse, her memoir of mixed-race identity and mental health, was released by Guernica Editions in 2021 and won the 2023 Canadian Bookclub Award for Nonfiction/Memoir. Her collection of poetry, Rebellion Box was released by Radiant Press in 2023, and her collection of short fiction, Widow Fantasies, was released with Gordon Hill Press in fall 2024. Her debut novel, The Unraveling of Ou, is due out with Palimpsest Press in 2026, and her children's book, Being with the Birds, with Guernica Editions in 2027. Hollay is the host of the 105.5 FM Bookclub, as well as a co-host on HOWL on CIUT 89.5 FM. She is also a book publicist, the Regional Chair of the League of Canadian Poets and a co-chair of the League's BIPOC committee, as well as the Poet Laureate of Scugog Township. Learn more about Hollay at www.hollayghadery.com. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network

Kirby, "She" (Knife, Fork, Book, 2024)

New Books in Literature

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 12, 2025 47:54

Kirby, "She" (Knife, Fork, Book, 2024)

New Books in Poetry

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 12, 2025 47:54

The Handmaiden | Gross Uncles & Sapphic Love | Uncultured Universe Podcast Review

Uncultured Universe

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 5, 2025 55:14

The first entry into our Batshit Crazy mini series, 2016's "The Handmaiden" is a South Korean psychological erotic thriller from Park Chan-wook, and boy does it deliver on assaulting the senses. The mind reels, the loins tingle, and the ears are bombarded by heaps of wet, writhing soundscapes.The boys discuss what makes this movie a true batshit entry; from it's non-linear storytelling devices, to it's downright over-the-top use of sensual erotica, it will get it's hooks in to take you on a journey and talk you through it. Park Chan-wook obviously loves looking at the uglier side of humanity (re: The Vengence Trilogy), and The Handmaiden is no different. Familial wickedness, the art of deception, and what it means to break generational curses and taboos all play a part in this film.Tune in next time where we look at Justin's Batshit Crazy submission: 1985's "Pee-wee's Big Adventure"!--We are Uncultured Universe - the podcast where we introduce movies, tv, music, and books to each other to get a little bit more cultured. Remember to like, review & subscribe!--Stay up to date on all new episodes here: https://linktr.ee/uncultureduniverse

Vampires, Demons, and Texans

Play Episode Listen Later Mar 1, 2025 28:29

Send us a textIn this episode: Viv cuts a bitch! Rita may or may not have sucked off Charles Dickens. The ladies try to get to Florida. Millie ignores Leonard's warnings, and pays for her hubris- also, she might ruin his area rug. An old lover pays a visit it Leonard. Kyle is summoned- just the one Kyle. Not all Kyles. Nostradamus tries to be a hacker. Rita uses her knowledge of Flava Flav to recruit a comrade to their cause.Dawn - Autumn Potts @littleinkpottsNarrator, Charles Dickens, Nostradamus - Sean Turner @seanwkturnerKieghan, Vampire, Brittany - Taryn Gray @tarynmgraySunny, Millie, Debbie, Rasgulath - Violet Lantz @ultraviolet222Rita, Demon, Judith - Brianne Leeson @AuDHDBri (Instagram)Kyle - James LeesonJacksie - Jacks Leeson-Lantz AKA The Most Missed Boy in the worldSupport the showWriter, DirectorBrianne LeesonProducersBrianne Leeson, Violet LantzEditor, Sound DesignJames LeesonOriginal music by Sean TurnerCover art by Bryn Keenum @brynandbristlesMixgnomer Website https://www.mixgnomer.com/Discord Serverhttps://discord.gg/8bJN9g4QYaSocial Media:https://www.instagram.com/mixgnomerproductions/http://www.facebook.com/luckywinnershowMerch!https://bellonaarts.com/Support us on Patreon !http://www.patreon.com/mixgnomerBrianne's AuDHD Coaching Site:https://www.audhdbri.com/

Interview with Dana Hawkins

Story 'n Things: A Book Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 25, 2025 20:43

Send us a textDana Hawkins joins me to chat about her Single in Seattle series, the series she has planned to release next, moving back to Minnesota after years in Seattle, her three kids, favorite authors and much more! Check out her website @ Dana Hawkins Author – Writing about all things loveTo support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee @ sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Support the show

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Written in the Stars by Alexandria Bellefleur | grumpy x sunshine, fake dating sapphic romance

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 18, 2025 46:21

In this episode of The Book Fix, Yajaira and Cheli dive into Written in the Stars by Alexandria Bellefleur, a sapphic rom-com that blends fake dating, opposites attract, and holiday charm into a heartfelt love story.Elle Jones, a free-spirited astrologer, has built her career around helping others find love, but her own romantic life is a mess. When she's set up on a blind date with Darcy Lowell—a buttoned-up, no-nonsense actuary—it's clear they are complete opposites. The date is a disaster, but Darcy, desperate to get her well-meaning brother off her back, convinces Elle to fake a relationship through the holidays. In exchange, Elle agrees, hoping to prove to Darcy that love isn't just about logic—it's about chemistry, fate, and maybe even a little bit of magic. Support the showOur Linktree: https://linktr.ee/thebookfix?utm_source=linktree_admin_sharebecome our Patron ♡ https://www.patreon.com/BookFixbuy us a book ♡ https://www.buymeacoffee.com/thebookfixBusiness Inquiries: thebookfixpodcast@gmail.comfollow us on Tiktok! ♡ https://www.tiktok.com/@thebookfix

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Newsflash, Pervert!

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 15, 2025 25:41

Send us a textWe're back, babies! Time to figure out wtf Rita, Dawn, Sunny, and Jacksie are gonna do, after getting transported somewhere far, far, away. Millie does a murder, and Leonard has a bad time at a train station. Rita may or may not have sucked off a famous English author. Judith decides to check out the public transportation in The Exchange. Dawn, Minion - Autumn Potts @littleinkpottsNarrator, Leonard - Sean Turner @seanwkturnerJackal Demon - Taryn Gray @tarynmgraySunny, Millie, Debbie, Rasgulath - Violet Lantz @ultraviolet222Rita, Judith - Brianne Leeson @AuDHDBri (Instagram)Yaffanus - Rachel Wadsworth-SmithJacksie - Jacks Leeson-Lantz AKA The Most Missed Boy in the worldSupport the showWriter, DirectorBrianne LeesonProducersBrianne Leeson, Violet LantzEditor, Sound DesignJames LeesonOriginal music by Sean TurnerCover art by Bryn Keenum @brynandbristlesMixgnomer Website https://www.mixgnomer.com/Discord Serverhttps://discord.gg/8bJN9g4QYaSocial Media:https://www.instagram.com/mixgnomerproductions/http://www.facebook.com/luckywinnershowMerch!https://bellonaarts.com/Support us on Patreon !http://www.patreon.com/mixgnomerBrianne's AuDHD Coaching Site:https://www.audhdbri.com/

55. OFF SCRIPT!!

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Play Episode Listen Later Feb 15, 2025 57:22

We go off the cuff with no scripts and no stories. Just a RAW, mostly unedited fiasco where the listeners get a lil peek into the real lives of The Lesbian Fiasco hosts.

3rd Anniversary Episode with Rachel Lacey

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Play Episode Listen Later Feb 14, 2025 17:32

Send us a textRachel Lacey joins me on the 3rd anniversary episode. We chat about what she has planned for release this year, meeting Lori Prince and Quinn Riley, her new puppy, winter in Vermont and much more! To support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee @ sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Support the show

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Gal Pals: A Sapphic Rom Com Roadtrip

Love at First Screening

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 14, 2025 80:58

CW: moderately explicit sexual content, drinking, and rom coms that actually involve communication.On this heart-shaped holiday, our hosts invite you to take a drive with them through a nondescript mountain town to a sketchy distillery with three gal pals who take a trip that changes their friendship dynamic forever (possibly for the better). Mads drives Chelsea and you, dear listener, through a tale of unrequited pining, one-bed scenarios, and so much more on this especially sapphic story.Diversions include All Dogs Go to Heaven, how charcuterie should not be truncated, and Shania Twain.Buckle up!Connect With Us Follow us on Instagram @loveatfirstscreening or send an email to loveatfirstscreening@gmail.comProduction Hosts: Chelsea Ciccone and Madison Hill Music: Good Steph Artwork: Chelsea Ciccone Social Media: Marissa Ciccone About the Show An examination of classic tropes and iconic characters pits connoisseur against cynic—one romantic comedy at a time. The cinematic world of love and laughter had rom-com enthusiast Madison head over heels from the time Harry met Sally. For genre skeptic Chelsea, however, it's been a grueling enemies-to-lovers plot. In Love at First Screening, Madison introduces Chelsea to all the fan-favorite love stories she's never wanted to watch. One friend's passion might be the other's displeasure, but doesn't love conquer all? Tune in every Wednesday to find out.

Sapphic Fiction & Community Building

Self Publishing Insiders

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 13, 2025 47:21

Publishing isn't just about writing and reading; it's about community and uplifting voices. In recent years, especially in indie publishing, we've seen a diversification of the stories available to readers. Jae is an award-winning author of lesbian romance who has built community not just with her readers, but with other queer authors. She runs The Sapphic Quill, a newsletter that strives to give WLW authors a place for resources catered to their needs.//Draft2Digital is where you start your Indie Author Career// Looking for your path to self-publishing success? Draft2Digital is the leading ebook publisher and distributor worldwide. We'll convert your manuscript, distribute it online, and support you the whole way—and we won't charge you a dime. We take a small percentage of the royalties for each sale you make through us, so we only make money when you make money. That's the best kind of business plan. • Get started now: https://draft2digital.com/• Learn the ins, the outs, and the all-arounds of indie publishing from the industry experts on the D2D Blog: https://Draft2Digital.com/blog • Promote your books with our Universal Book Links from Books2Read: https://books2read.com Make sure you bookmark https://D2DLive.com for links to live events, and to catch back episodes of the Self Publishing Insiders Podcast.

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Interview with Alaina Erdell

The Manwhore Podcast: A Sex-Positive Quest

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 11, 2025 17:54

Send us a textAlaina Erdell joins me to chat about her latest, Flowers and Gemstones, Off the Menu and her former career as a chef, living in Ohio, how she handled turning 50, her favorite sapphic books and much more! To support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee @ sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Support the show

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Ep. 578: No One Gets Laid on Sapphic Night with Noelle Perdue

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 5, 2025 80:05

Noelle Perdue is into feet guys. Not into guys' feet or having sex with foot fetishists. She is just fascinated by people's fetishes! We discussed the preponderance of step-family porn, being homoflexible, and vore. Mentioned: February 14 - The Naked Comedy Show - https://www.eventbrite.com/e/the-naked-comedy-show-best-stand-up-comedy-without-pants-in-bushwick-tickets-1144567254469 March 1 - PHILADELPHIA - The Naked Comedy Show @ https://www.eventbrite.com/e/1145225483249 Speed Dating - New York Speed Dating - https://www.eventbrite.com/o/ditto-bing-productions-68695817023 Substack: Aella Girl Taboo Chart Netflix: Money Shot: The Pornhub Story Use code MANPOD for 10% off your tickets at http://humpfilmfest.com Follow Noelle Perdue! Instagram: @all_day_breakfast_ Bluesky: @noelleperdue Substack: Candy Lore Follow Billy! Instagram: @billyprocidajr TikTok: @TheBillyProcida Threads: @billyisprocida BlueSky: @thebillyprocida 0nlyFans: @callmebilly Money Stuff Venmo: @BillyProcida Cash App: $manwhorepod PayPal/Zelle: funnybillypro@gmail.com E-books are now available at http://bookshop.org/shop/billy! Keep Billy out of prison at https://www.patreon.com/manwhorepodcast! Let's reach 600 members! Join at The Champagne Room at http://manwhorepod.com/discord Email your comments, questions, and criticisms to manwhorepod@gmail.com. Late Night Radio by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 3.0 License http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/ www.ManwhorePod.com Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

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EP 112. Sapphic Love Affairs

The Pleasure's All Yours

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 5, 2025 69:16

Welcome Back TPAY Babes, after a much needed break the gworls are back and sweeter than ever. Did you miss us? On this episode, we're talking about all the highs (and sometimes lows) of having a lesbian crush. Also: - Lex considers monogamy?! *gasp* - Dating with age gaps - Why Femme 4 Femmes are the superior gay - AND MORE!

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Retake - Episode 105: Sapphic In The Workplace

Sapphic Survival Guide

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 5, 2025 33:25

This week on Sapphic Survival Guide, Cheyenne and Gina go into the archives!We will be taking a hiatus from recording new episodes, but we will be re-releasing some of your favorite old episodes in the meantime. Thank you, always, for being a listener!Submit your own questions by messaging us on Instagram or emailing us at sapphicsurvivalguide@gmail.com. You can also leave us a voicemail at 724-209-8877 (US. Only - You can also send a voice note via email. Unless stated otherwise, you are giving us permission to play your voicemail on the podcast.)CreditsProduced by Gina Finio and CheyenneEdited by Gina FinioCover Art by Sev & CheyenneMusic by PartnerSound Effects by Audio VampireFollow us on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and TikTok and subscribe to our Patreon for extras!Follow Cheyenne on Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, and TikTokFollow Gina on Instagram, TikTok, and her website

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54. Les-B-Inn (Part 4) and WLEZ (Part 4)

Play Episode Listen Later Feb 1, 2025 29:33

We begin this episode with Les-B-INN, written by Monte. A magical revelation has Nora standing up for herself as two charming new guests check in. Serendipity is at work when someone else stops by at the perfect time. After that spellbinding story, Nikki starts stinking up the place. She has this “shit show” go terribly wrong in WLEZ. Cookie is clearly out of PTO and Casey makes a real mess of things after a conversation with Bubba that gives a little TMI.

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Interview with Clare Ashton

Sapphire's Earplay(Erotic City Radio)

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 28, 2025 18:06

Send us a textClare Ashton joins me to chat about the upcoming book three in her Oxford series, her kiddos, her favorite reads of 2024, how she copes with writer's block, how a dinner party between The Goodman's and the Oxford series cast would turn out and much more! To support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee at sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Join my Patreon to watch video chats with your favorite authors. This week, it's Clare Ashton! Happy, Happy Hour | A place to share laughs and help our bookstores. | PatreonSupport the show

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Sapphic Vault: Dear Mr. Trump...Signed An Black, Bisexual Woman

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 20, 2025 39:40

On January 20, 2017 Sapphire braved social media and hosted a live, impromptu chat during Trump's Inauguaration. 8 years later, have things changed? Take a relisten, be mindful of the time that has passed and ask yourself... "Was America REALLY made GREAT?" ********************** Vote Sapphire's Earplay for AVN 2025's Best Adult Pod: ⁠⁠⁠https://avn.com/awards/voting/favorite-adult-podcast⁠⁠⁠ Stay Connected: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠https://linktr.ee/msradiosapphire⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠

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Interview with Milena McKay

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 15, 2025 28:21

Send us a textMilena McKay joins me to chat about her latest, Reverence, which of her characters she would spend the day with, what she has planned next, her friendship with Jude in the Stars, and much more! To support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee @ sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.To join my Patreon, patreon.com/SBRHappyHappyHourSupport the show

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53. Les-B-Inn (Part 3) and WLEZ (Part 3)

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Play Episode Listen Later Jan 15, 2025 33:57

We begin this episode with Les-B-INN, written by Nikki. It's the off season on the island and Nora is forced to confront her fears of loneliness, but an unexpected visitor shows up and has plans of their own. Then, written by Monte, WLEZ: The only all lesbian radio station, hits on current events and wowzers, do they speak their minds! Factoid: Each WLEZ episode has an improv portion, can you guess the part?

Long Distance vs Living Together

Fashionably Late

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 13, 2025 33:01

In this episode we share what our top 3 favorite things about being long distance was vs. what our top 3 favorite things about living together are now. From "sexting" to "pexting" and more!

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The Sapphic Apologist – Ep. 51

Paris Lesbos Podcast

Play Episode Listen Later Jan 3, 2025 39:27

Radclyffe Hall is best remembered for The Well of Loneliness and the obscenity trials it spawned. This was in addition to supporting same-sex marriage despite hypocrisy. Yet, it could be argued that this all nearly didn't come to pass until an older woman got a philandering heiress to quit hunting and put pen to paper.Continue reading "The Sapphic Apologist – Ep. 51"

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The Straight Guy Shuffle: When They Find Out I'm Gay

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Play Episode Listen Later Dec 26, 2024 19:02

Ever noticed how the vibe can suddenly shift when a guy finds out you're gay? On this episode of Dear Bianca, I'm diving deep into the "Straight Guy Shuffle" – that awkward dance they do when their initial interest takes an unexpected turn. From the subtle cues to the more obvious changes, I'm sharing my candid observations on how some men react when their attraction goes from "interested" to "uh oh" just because they find out you're gay - weirdos! Plus, we're chatting about uncertain stress of the holiday season and sending out happy holiday vibes to all! Oh, and did I mention the exciting launch of Saphyx Society – my elite community for sapphic women? I'll be sharing some of the juicy details on this exclusive club. Follow Bianca: @dearbiancapodcast Follow Saphyx Society: @saphyxsociety Have a topic you want me to cover or a story to share? Email me: dearbiancapodcast@gmail.com xx B

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Holiday Podcast Part 2

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 23, 2024 48:37

Send us a textIn this holiday podcast episode, Tagan Shephard, Stephanie Shea, Rey Spangler, Rita Potter, Rachel Lacey, Anna Burke, Quinn Riley, Krystina Rivers, Kris Bryant, TB Markinson and Miranda Macleod, Jen Lyon, J.E. Leak, Erica Lee, Jamey Moody, Clare Ashton, Chris Zett, Cari Hunter and A.L. Brooks share with us their holiday plans, favorite holiday drinks and songs and the best thing to happen to them in 2024. Support the show

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Holiday Podcast 2024

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Play Episode Listen Later Dec 20, 2024 40:45

Send us a textMy guests, Kat Jackson, Ana K. Wrenn, Carrie Byrd and Rosyln Sinclair, Ana Hartnett, Clare Lydon, E.J. Noyes, Haley Cass and Monica McCallan, J.J. Arias, Cari Hunter and Eliza Lentzski spread some holiday cheer and answer some holiday questions! Episode two will be up on Monday! To support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee: sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Join my Partreon patreon.com/SBRHappyHappyHourSupport the show

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FULL FRONTAL: Ball Leash, Sapphic Playlists & Sex Dice: Athena from Arya joins us for discussions about deeper intimacy

What's Your Position?

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 16, 2024 99:05

Episode Title: Get Intimate with Athena and Arya! Hello Fellow Humans! This week on What's Your Position, we're thrilled to bring you a Full Frontal episode featuring the radiant and sultry Athena! As a product tester, playlist curator, and content creator for the oh-so-spicy Arya subscription box, Athena dives into the ins and outs of her fascinating job. We're unpacking it all—new boxes like Edge, Adore, and Pose—and why adding a touch of music to your intimate moments is a total game-changer. Athena shares juicy tidbits about why orgasms should be on your daily to-do list (yes, please!), how to cultivate deeper intimacy with your partner, and the research that backs it all up. Did you know that couples who have regular deep conversations report their relationships are 33% more satisfying? Or that vulnerable communication can lead to a 60% improvement in your sex life? But wait, there's more! We dive into the art of sexting—how it's not just a spicy addition but a powerful way to stay connected. We also explore how showing intimacy in front of others, like holding hands or sharing loving glances, can translate to even more closeness and passion in the bedroom. And because music makes everything better, we discuss how the right tunes can set the mood, deepen your connection, and enhance your relationship in unexpected ways. With over 15 customizable boxes, personalized quizzes, and a concierge service to spice up your connection, Arya is revolutionizing date nights. Tune in as we explore how Arya takes the guesswork out of intimacy while adding layers of fun, passion, and, let's be real, orgasms! Don't forget to snag your Arya box with our exclusive code WYP15 for 15% off your first three months. Head to Arya.Fyi, take the quiz, and start creating unforgettable moments. Come join us for a steamy, insightful, and oh-so-fun episode. Let's play! Athena created a What's your position Playlist JUST FOR OUR LISTENERS! WYP Sexy Playlist Check out Arya and get your first box here and use our code WYP15 for 15% off your first 3mo! Arya, your erotic concierge for a sexy date night

Rita's Holiday Special: A Christmas Carol

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 15, 2024 42:43

Send us a textHappy Holiday's, Li'l Buddies!In this final holiday special of the WHOLE SERIES, we travel back in time to 1843, when Rita meets a writer, desperate to make a deadline. (it's Charles Dickens, Bee-Tee-Dubs) Enjoy this holiday special, which definitely won't have any implications in upcoming episodes. (tee-hee. I'm lying!)Voiceover - Violet Lantz @ultraviolet222Charles Dickens, Narrator - Sean Turner @seanwkturnerRita - Brianne Leeson @audhdbriSupport the showWriter, DirectorBrianne LeesonProducersBrianne Leeson, Violet LantzEditor, Sound DesignJames LeesonOriginal music by Sean TurnerCover art by Bryn Keenum @brynandbristlesMixgnomer Website https://www.mixgnomer.com/Discord Serverhttps://discord.gg/8bJN9g4QYaSocial Media:https://www.instagram.com/mixgnomerproductions/http://www.facebook.com/luckywinnershowMerch!https://bellonaarts.com/Support us on Patreon !http://www.patreon.com/mixgnomerBrianne's AuDHD Coaching Site:https://www.audhdbri.com/

51. Les-B-INN (by Nikki) and WLEZ (by Monte)

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Play Episode Listen Later Dec 15, 2024 37:19

We are excited to showcase 2 new stories to the Fiasco! First lets check into the Les-B-INN written by Nikki! A cozy little inn nestled away on an island inhabited by women that attracts lesbians from all over. The current owner Nora gets her share of interesting guests, and we will get to see it all unfold. Then, don't touch that dial! Listen to the second half written by Monte, WLEZ. A morning show on radio's lone lesbian radio station. Tune and be entertained by the banter of the radio personalites.

Interview with KJ Wrights

Living The Next Chapter: Authors Share Their Journey

Play Episode Listen Later Dec 10, 2024 19:39

Send us a textKJ joins me to chat about her latest, Love Grows, the appeal of Abby and Sam, the next genre she wants to write in, her mental health struggles and how her family helps her get through, the writers who have had the biggest impact of her and much more! To support this podcast, you can buy me a coffee @ sapphiclaura is Bringing you fun chats with the best authors in sapphic fiction.Join my Patreon to watch video chats with your favorite authors and support LGBTQ+ bookstores! patreon.com/SBRHappyHappyHourSupport the show

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E467 - Emma MacDonald - Whispers Most Foul, a spellbinding sapphic romantasy, and step through the doors of Dunhollow Academy of Witchcraft

Play Episode Listen Later Nov 30, 2024 37:30

Episode 467 - Emma MacDonald - Whispers Most Foul, a spellbinding sapphic romantasy, and step through the doors of Dunhollow Academy of WitchcraftEmma MacDonald was born and raised outside of Washington, DC, where she received a B.A in International Relations from American University. When she's not writing, she can be found gardening, brewing potions, or chasing after her small menagerie of pets. Emma loves to write fantasy with a big splash of magic and romance.Whispers Most Foul - Pre-order this spellbinding sapphic romantasy, and step through the doors of Dunhollow Academy of Witchcraft, where magic and status mean the world, and deadly whispers haunt every corridor . . .Rose Thenlif has never felt at home in these elite halls. An outcast for her inability to cast spells, she keeps her head in books, away from the critical eye of her headmistress mother, and the sneers of her fellow scholars – especially the talented but insufferable Sylvie.But in the corridors of Dunhollow, something strange and threatening is stirring. Classmates are going missing and Rose discovers that she alone can see their ghosts. Are they dead, or enchanted? Or is something more sinister at work?Worse yet, Rose's latest ghostly vision is Sylvie – who's just as displeased as Rose is to find herself magically tied to her greatest academic rival. The reluctant pair must team up to uncover the deadly mystery that lies at the heart of the academy, before time runs out for Sylvie.But are either of them prepared to face the most haunting of secrets, one buried deep in both their hearts? https://emmamacdonaldauthor.com/https://linktr.ee/emmamacdonald_authorSupport the show___https://livingthenextchapter.com/podcast produced by: https://truemediasolutions.ca/Coffee Refills are always appreciated, refill Dave's cup here, and thanks!https://buymeacoffee.com/truemediaca

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