Each one of them is more beautifully and lusciously curved than the next, and if they aren't, well, the main character's magic can certainly craft their bodies to his liking. All of the women in the book are there as sex objects. Their attitude also changed.First, let's deal with the elephant in the room: sex and sexuality. As time went on staff began to notice that the girls who joined her clique all started making their faces paler using makeup, applying the same intense red lipstick and even dying their hair the same deep black as Angelica. These types of students would never usually mix. Cheerleaders & sporty girls mixed with students studying for their masters in Physics. The strange thing was the type of girls she attracted. Slowly building up a group of friends was not strange, she was kind of intoxicating to be around. She rarely spoke & seemed disinterested in lectures, but her grades were astonishingly good and she was always top of her classes.īut somehow, despite showing no interest in anyone, mingling or going to any of the parties I’m sure she was invited to, as her first year went by she began to build up a group of friends. Despite all this attention, she barely seemed to register the fact people took so much notice of her. All the men on campus immediately fancied her & even the professors and teachers were completely taken with her. She was incredibly striking and people could not help but look when she passed them. Her skin was as pale as the whitest of whites and she always wore the reddest lipstick imaginable. But it was her skin that attracted the most attention. She was tall for a woman (about 6 foot) with long straight black hair and a slender figure that somehow supported large breasts and a perfectly round bottom. Life was relatively normal.Įverything changed one autumn day when Angelica arrived at the campus. We had BBQ’s in the park with our friends, a loving relationship and adorable kids. He was a tall strong contracter and I was short with long brown hair, large breasts and a thicc bum and had a job teaching at the local university. I had grown up in the same University town, my husband was my childhood sweetheart and we had had two wonderful children together. I could do nothing to stop her as she played with my tender mound. I wanted to cry out for help but something prevented me. I groaned as she felt me, unable to stop gazing into those intense, unblinking eyes. Her fingers were so cold against my skin. She smiled and licked her lips, I felt a hand slip down between my legs, she felt my soaked knickers and smiled. She held me tight against her, I could feel her breath, ice cold on my face. She stood in front of me, her face right up close to mine, her pale white skin, her ruby red lips, her large penetrating eyes. Lesbian Vampire Coven: Slaves To Lust By Jenny Summers

Black Coven by E. William Brown