Princess of the Woodland Tribes(use my imagination!)or...Just an uninhibited and overly imaginative Cherokee girl, raised on a horse farm, turned college student, turned model, turned business woman, turned writer.'...but if you diverge from the path...''I MAKE the path!' said Alice I'm Bethany Ariel, a half-breed Cherokee and Scots, daughter of a Hippie-Indian, who grew up a free-spirit on a horse farm in central-Ohio. Having lost little of my muchness, I remain overly prone to dreaming impossible dreams and indulging in curious flights of fancy and fantasy. I also suffer from a dreadful tendency to be far too open and honest about everything, so I probably write about myself and my life a bit too much. I've recently closed my photo albums to all but a few, but every avatar pic I post is the real me. I also like to sneak photos from my modeling days into the forums, so if you're clever and industrious (or just lucky), you might see me in all my glory in various threads around the site. Many of my stories are about me, or a reasonable facsimile thereof. I'm here on Lush, so obviously I love sex (as my photos suggest), but I am more into girls than guys! If you're curious about me, Google my full name: Bethany Ariel Frasier. My life is pretty much an open book. I modeled while a student at Ohio State, and have degrees in history and political science. I'm a feminist progressive political blogger besides being an erotic-story writer. Very active in politics for the environment and for social and economic justice, so if you're a Republican, don't mess with me! I'll kick your ass! I'm also an administrator of a social-site for lesbians and bi-girls, SweetWhores.org (ask, if you're a real girl, we DO check your photos, email, and IP address). I now run a property management company, which is my family's business. I am a twin (the Evil Twin to be precise), 12 minutes younger and much less reserved. I like to chat, but mostly with girls! Guys, you're going to have to be pretty damn interesting to engage me in chat. I hope you like my stories! More to come!
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When I lived in an apartment complex in Columbus while I was finishing up grad school, David used to come over on weekends, and while I was in the bedroom getting ready to go out, he noticed a teenaged boy watching me from a window across the courtyard from my apartment. He told me I had a peeper, and asked if I knew him. It was the first time I discovered I was being watched, so David suggested I go back in the bedroom and change clothes, while he watched from the darkened living room to see if the guy was really watching me every time I was in my bedroom. That started a little game I played with my peeper. I'd change clothes in my bedroom with the blinds open just to give the guy a thrill, but pretend I was unaware he was watching me. This went on for weeks and one weekend David noticed he was actually using binoculars to watch me. So, I'd tease the guy mercilessly, giving him brief glimpses of me nude after a shower, knowing what part of the bedroom he could see me most clearly. I finally found out he was a 16 year old high school boy who lived with his father, and he was pretty cute, so I got bolder and let him see more of me, reading in bed naked. Finally, I got daring enough to masturbate in bed knowing he was watching me. This went on all winter, and I knew he was probably jerking off while watching me naked. I eventually started having sex within his view, just to drive him crazy! Yes, I know... I'm terrible! lol
I've had lots of small accidents during sex, but only one serious one. After he pulled out of me, I told him to come up and I'd suck him clean, but once he got up on his knees, he got his feet tangled up in the sheets and lost his balance. His knee crunched down on my rib-cage and cracked a rib. It was the first time we'd ever had sex and it ended up with me being taken to the ER. I was out of commission for a couple months. It was the 2nd of 3 times I've broken a rib.
We have only one other couple we swing with and we truly care for each other. So period or not we fool around virtually every day. Funny thing is that Sandy and I are syncing on our periods. Like Ashleigh said, I love to give oral and anal is good too. I don't have a big flow anyway. This is very common. My room-mate in college and I got in sync, as did my former girlfriend and I while she was home from school during the summers. Now my current girlfriend and I have gotten in sync as well, so our boyfriends, who swap us are only without pussy for the same few days each month.
My best work and personal favorite is not allowed on Lush for reasons of proscribed content - Sapphic Tales is a trilogy of mythic lesbian fantasies, which take place over a span of three thousand years, beginning in the period of King Gilgamesh in ancient Sumeria. The Descent of Innana is a great Sumerian myth, which I and my British co-author, Melissa Kara have expanded upon to reveal the unanswered mystery inherent in that famous ancient myth. Lush probably wouldn't appreciate a link to my off-site stories, but links can be found on my profile here, or Google: Sapphic Tales. They are currently listed as the 3rd and 5th result.
THIS maybe an understatement:-" :-" :-" It's crazy! I've had guys so nervous just before mounting me, I thought their hearts were going to pound out of their chests they were beating so fast!
Sermon on the Mount sounds like a Lush story, doesn't it? ;=) Yeah! I should write that one! <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/eusa_think.gif" alt="Think">
Best advice since the Sermon on the Mount!
I have a significant other, but since he shares me with several other FWB's, I am kind of a free agent too.
Almost the second I took his cock in my hand. I was getting ready to blow him. He was very embarrassed, but guys tend to get over-excited with me the first time.
Walden and Bayard crouched low in the grasses beyond the crumbling stone wall outside Carmarthen Abbey. The young squire's leather skull-cap kept slipping down over his eyes each time his jaw turned and stretched wide to gnaw off another bite from the mutton-shank he held in his greasy, dirt-stained hands. Bayard, Knight's Yeoman to Sir Setheryn of Tye Gwyneth, elbowed the heaving rib-cage...
Added 14 Sep 2015 | Category Historical
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Orlando eased back on the yoke, cut thrust, and the sleek Gulfstream jet settled gently onto the runway of the King Khalid International Airport in Riyadh. "Hey! Wake up, beautiful!" he said, leaning across the thrust console and giving Indri a gentle nudge. He braked seconds after touchdown, steered towards the apron, and cut across a taxiway, heading for a private hanger on the outskirts...
Added 07 Jul 2015 | Category Hardcore
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The rains had come aplenty with the early spring, and everything seemed so much greener than March ought to be. I honestly didn’t think much of Helen’s plan for our outing today, as I knew our path leading back into the woods would be awash with watery ruts the tractor had left in the narrow dirt lane going back through the hay-fields. The odds of us getting our biskees paddled for dragging...
Added 20 Apr 2015 | Category Lesbian
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Jon Garden had disappeared. No one knew his whereabouts. His family had gone into hiding, having fallen out of favor with the political elite of a corrupt African government. They were being hunted by the authorities. The belated news came from half a world away, through an old email message in an account I had all but abandoned. The message was sent nearly three years before by his cousin...
Added 10 Dec 2014 | Category Interracial
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Sheri and I had been friends for a long time, but we had never done anything like this before. We'd never even talked about it, and yet all our preparations for her nude photo-shoot over the course of the past few days precipitated on the tacit assumption that somehow, at some point, our naked bodies would very likely come together very intimately today. Whether or not I was really ready for...
Added 25 Nov 2014 | Category Group Sex
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"You're not going to show these to anyone, are you?" I implored, as I hesitantly un-hooked my bra and let my bare breasts fall into view of the camera lens perched atop a tripod only a few feet in front of me. My lips pouted with an unconscious tremble, knowing this was the moment of my surrender. Regardless of how ingenuous an answer I received, this was the turning point, after which I could...
Added 23 Nov 2014 | Category Exhibitionism
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Warily you wander Much fonder to believe No conjurer can deceive Your heart cast in stone Alone, your defenses Inured by pretenses I cannot resist And insist that you yield To the magic I wield I cast an eye So wry, to be your foil Like a snake, you coil I lie in wait To sate your smolder If you would be but bolder I watch you rise So wise to my wiles You will truck no denials ...
Added 18 Dec 2014 | Category Love Poems
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The rain had ended sometime in the night before I woke up, and I remembered what Tharyn had once told me about fireworks making it rain. 'C'mon,' I'd thought. My older sister was notorious for seeming pedantic, but I guess she was right. Something about the dust particles in the atmosphere. The rain had left the early Monday morning deceptively cool, but it was July, and I knew it would soon...
Added 03 Aug 2014 | Category Exhibitionism
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Ellen heard muffled voices somewhere off in the darkness and froze in her tracks. The rutted path upon which she struggled to keep her footing, had no doubt been recently trampled by soldiers on their way to and from the irregular picket-lines, which the tattered remnants of the Georgia Militia had stretched thinly through the woods northwest of Savannah to defend their retreat. The deep...
Added 22 Jul 2014 | Category Historical
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Rumspringa (Part 2) This happened in the summer of 2007, but contains flashbacks to events which began in Rumspringa (Part 1). My boyfriend and I seem to have a lot of ties to Amish country here in east central Ohio. David designs furniture as a hobby, and has it custom-built by Amish craftsmen, so we frequently drive up to Holmes County to deliver seasoned hardwoods for different...
Added 20 Jul 2014 | Category Lesbian
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