Stories by Tantala Ray

These are a couple of steamy, slow-burning stories of intense lesbian passion.

Take this snippet from "Anne Working Overtime":

The mood had switched from their favourite almost animal-like state of sexual craving into one of intimacy, nearness, and compassion. Shaking service-girls’ fingers and lips carefully stimulated glowing skin and sensitive nipples as they were affectionately caressed back by their totally drained and sated mistresses. Most of the girls had managed to control their passion one way or the other, and were able to continue to keep their focus on being available to fulfil the enjoyment and pleasure of their mistresses… like they had been trained so carefully for. And most of them had learned to live with, and enjoy their own state of overheated passion. Because that’s what it took to be able to keep their full concentration on a lady’s pleasure and comfort.

Even Linda and Doreen, who failed to withstand the intensity of the last peak of superior ecstasy, didn’t feel quite that terrible about their weakness in those hard moments of truth - when a devoted service girl was supposed to show what stuff she’s really made of! Being hot and passionate for the lady was always the fundamental basis for their role in this game. And this could never be observed in a better way than by happily giving up any thought of one’s own relief. Make sure to stay in a state of glowing horniness and be ready for whatever her lady would want.


Or this from "Southern Nights":

A delirium of galactic proportions! A racked groan transformed into a pierced shriek that echoed throughout the room. With her head trapped like in a vice between the thighs, Linda was thrown around like a ragged doll with the trashing of the ecstatic body. Almost desperately she grabbed hold of the wildly bucking waist and used all her strength to try to stay in position as her tongue continued its relentless lashing of her lady’s clit. A very generous quantity of sweet pussy juice flooded her mouth, and during a particularly powerful lurch, Linda even thought she felt a tiny squirt hit the back of her throat. The woman practically ejaculated her orgasm into her mouth! Wonderful! She literarily sprayed her passion into her… gave herself totally over to her in the relentless spasms of ecstasy!! Oh how she loved this woman!! How she could suffer any agony to increase her pleasure… even just the tiniest bit more! She could feel her submissive passion putting her own body on fire in a way she never felt before. As she continued rubbing her tongue relentlessly over the spasming clit, she felt her own pussy tighten in a glowing cramp that signaled nothing but a cracking orgasm threatening to overrun her as well. She had to spread her legs and raise her hips almost awkwardly to be able to stop the plunge into the no-return depths. And at the same time keep up the stimulation of her mistress’ clit.