1. The Last Flight Chapter 14


    Date: 2/12/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    though so I will arrange a hotel room for you Mister...?” “Farmer,” my father replied at this second request. “Farmer?” the director queried, “You are a close relative then?” Again, my father did not answer but nodded, never breaking eye contact with the man in the suit. The director frowned but made no further comment. A few more details were exchanged and it was agreed, for that night, I would stay at the medical centre where I could get help if I needed it. The director then stood, telling us he would return in the morning with details of what the airline would agree to. “Thank you,” my dad replied. “If it is alright with you I will stay here with Karen. I am sure she would prefer a familiar face if she has problems in the night. I will also telephone someone I know in Limoges who will be able to help.” That night, the nightmares returned with a vengeance. It seemed that no sooner did I close my eyes that I was back inside the wreckage, trapped and afraid and each time, my dad was beside me, holding and comforting me until the panics and fears subsided. I am sure that it was his calming presence that finally allowed me to drift back to sleep as the early rays of the sun began to light the room with a deep blue light. “Karen?” a soft voice behind me made me turn around. “Jemima!” I exclaimed, “What are you doing here?” “Shhh...” she said, putting her slender finger to my lips. “Follow me.” Turning, she took my hand and guided me through a door, out of the darkness and into ...
    a brightly lit room. I had to squint at first, the sudden change of light intensity hurt my eyes but, as they grew accustomed I could see that she had led me into a huge room, in the centre of which was a massive, four poster bed. I looked around and realised that was all there was in this brilliant white room. “I told you this was the way but you didn't listen.” I didn't reply but followed behind her as, hand in hand, we walked towards the bed. My heart was beating strongly now and I began to wonder whether I should be trusting her and yet, I had no doubt at all that, wherever she led, I would follow. We stopped at the side of the bed and she turned to face me and, without a word, leaned forwards and placed her lips against mine. I closed my eyes, breathing in her scent and tasting the sticky wax of her deep red lipstick and relaxed my teeth as I felt her tongue run along my lips, wetting them and slipping softly between them. I accepted her willingly, eagerly, pursing my lips and sucking her tongue into my mouth, my own dancing around and caressing it as our lips pressed together My arms enveloped her, pulling her to me and I felt hers do the same. After several minutes she pulled away, moving back just one step and slowly tugging at the cord which secured my nightdress at the neck. The soft fabric slipped from my shoulders and fell to the floor, leaving me naked in a pool of satin. I stood stock still as Jemima took that one step back towards me and returned her dark, soft ...
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