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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I'm compelled to answer this thread every time because I have so many favorites. So, let me just make a list....I've Just Seen A FaceHere Come's the SunDear PrudenceHey BulldogThe Fool on the HillI am the WalrusI Should Have Known BetterHelpDay TripperDr. RobertI'm Only SleepingPaperback WriterI Need YouThe Night BeforeAnother GirlWithin you, Without youAcross the UniverseTaxmanIn My Life ..........................I could go on and on............... I can play about a dozen of these songs on the piano. My mom adores the Beatles, so I've been playing her favorites for her since I was a kid.
You've shared all your experiences with me, and honestly Carol, I think you've just had a string of bad luck starting out. I've had the occasional bad experience, but it's sometimes unavoidable where sport-sex is involved. Hopefully, you're getting yours over with at the beginning, and it will go smoother for you from here on. I've had guys get obsessed with me too, and you just have to be a bit tough with them when they start stalking/harrassing you. The difference between you and me is that I've been doing this for over 10 years, and have an established group of FWB's. You're still in the trial and error phase. But from what you've told me, you definitely enjoy the lifestyle. If Chuck is too, stick with it and things will smooth out for you.
I taste myself every time I have sex. On cocks, on my girlfriend's lips, fingers... it's almost unavoidable, really! Which is fortunate, because I enjoy the taste.
I prefer the beauty of the human body without such distractions... mine anyway!
Hedy Lamarr, circa 1930-1940 https://upload.lushstories.com/584500142-Screen Shot 2016-08-25 at 4.49.39 PM.png Susan Dey, circa 1970-1980 https://upload.lushstories.com/2135907831-Screen Shot 2016-08-25 at 4.54.04 PM.png Barbara Bouchet circa 1960-1980 https://upload.lushstories.com/2002093801-Screen Shot 2016-08-25 at 5.04.16 PM.png
My pussy is so often wet, I might not even feel the difference. A Pueblo Indian girl was my masseuse at a spa in Santa Fe a few years back, and there was a vibe between us, especially after she learned of my Native heritage. I steered the conversation towards sex, and she admitted she had always been curious to try it with another girl, so I offered to be her first. She couldn't do anything sexual on the job, but we met up later after she had asked her husband if he would mind her having sex with me.
The next morning I was pretty sore, but that was after a LOT of orgasms!
I HAVE a clone! She's my identical twin, and if she weren't straight, I'd be happy to make love with her. https://upload.lushstories.com/313670852-Pip Beth age 15 reduced copy.png https://upload.lushstories.com/812467296-Pip and Beth at 17 reduced copy.png
Moreso when I was a teenager than now. Usually it was with boys I didn't even know in real life. Someone I conjured up and met in my dream who I let do anything he wanted with me. Apparently, I was an even bigger slut asleep than I am awake! <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/embarassed.gif" alt="Embarassed">
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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