Approached by a friend she'd never seen before for a job as babysitter she can't recall asking for, Ashley finds herself in the home of Professor Clarice Downing. Drawn to an artifact the archaeologist recently dug up, she finds herself slipping under the Goddess' thrall.
A Goddess that is most eager for another servant to attend to her sensual needs.
This 3,500 word short story has one woman pleasuring another. For adults only!
Ashley closed her eyes, the book had fallen on the carpet. Her hand slipped under her dress, the hard curves of the idol pressed against the damp fabric of her panties. Another moan escaped her lips as pleasure evaporated her every thought. Mindless, her hips bucked as her hand pressed firmer.
Words dripped into her brain, words that embraced her like a lover; guiding her hand just right. Ashley groaned, her head thrown back, as another bolt of pleasure hit her body. Her legs grew weak, and she collapsed to her knees. It felt right.
She retrieved the idol from between her legs. It glistened with her juices, that looked right, too.