1. Mindfucking the interviewer


    Date: 1/31/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Mili, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    I answered. "Which is mostly lesbian sex, with a good deal of kinky fetishes like anal sex, domination, fisting, pee, everything I like." She caught her breath at the word "pee" but didn't say anything and instead continued: "Oh. So. Have you been doing that long?" I reclined in my seat and put my hands behind my head, getting more comfortable talking about my writing. "Well," I said. "For about a year now. I've written something like 40 stories so far. They tend to be quite short, though, because I usually only write until I've come, or come enough to be satisfied and don't like to draw things out." Novella pulled her chair up next to me and leaned her head against my arm, looking a bit drowsy but enamoured. Must've been the wine. I wondered if the interviewer realized she was in the wrong kind of interview, as she apparently struggled to find words to talk about sex, but she bravely continued with some standard questions that can be used in almost any circumstance: "Well, and... are all your stories about yourself? I mean, did you... do you write about your life... like... is it autobiographical?" I smirked. It's the question that always comes up, but I tried to be as courteous as possible. "Well, some of them are, some of them are not. I like to say I write about what I did, like to do or dream of doing and let my readers figure it out for themselves which is which. It's part of the appeal, I think, so I like to keep that a secret. However, some stories clearly are ...
    fiction, like the Zombie thing I had started recently..." "Oh," she said. "Like the Walking Dead or something?" I laughed. "Well, something like that. My Zombie Apocalypse has a lot more to do with fucking, and less with fighting. My Zombies are some weird rape-monsters, for example, and the heroines are a lesbian couple with a distinct dom-sub relationship." "Hmm, so are you a fan of the Walking Dead?" she asked. "Well, I've seen the TV-series and I like it alright. It's a bit odd in places, because I like to imagine myself in these circumstances and for the most part, it works pretty well, but then there are things that break the... immersion, I guess you'd call it. Like, everyone on the show like dresses and lives pretty much like in the 1800's, but apparently there is never a shortage of shampoo, conditioner, shaving cream and lady shavers. That kinda breaks the spell for me, as it's one of the things I look at in a woman. Like, if I was without running water and showers for a week, my hair would look very different. And body hair... well, I'm a big proponent of female body hair anyway, so I think realistically the women on the show should be a lot less shaved." Vella nuzzled my armpits, leaning against my side while the podcaster seemed completely taken aback. "Uh... I don't think I know what you mean," she said. I sighed. "Are you shaved?" I asked her. She began to stammer: "I... uh... I don't... I don't think..." I nodded. "See," I interrupted her, "we've got this weird ...
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