1. The Party Gift


    Date: 7/10/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: mandycandi, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    couldn’t move. My legs were turning rubbery and trembling. My heart was pounding harder and beating faster than I would’ve ever believed humanly possible. Never before had I been so entranced; particularly by another human being and a woman to boot. Deanna Brady is just that stunning! Returning Mom’s wave, Deanna’s face filled with a smile so breathtaking that I nearly then collapsed. With the grace and savvy of a seasoned runway model, Deanna Brady strode confidently, and oh so sexily across the bar room toward us on a pair of the most alluring and shapely legs I’d ever seen, wrapped up this evening in skin tight black spandex pants. I was totally mesmerized as my bulging eyes took her all in: those gorgeous legs, those glamorously round and fertile hips and that scrumptiously taut, bubble butt. Deanna wore a long sleeve, lightweight, dark purple turtle neck top that clung tightly to her incredibly lean, slender torso and so beautifully accentuated her scrumptiously pert and ample breasts it should have been illegal! Not to mention that amazingly firm and flat stomach and that sexily slim waist with a silver buckled, diamond-studded black leather belt wrapped around it. With her purse strap slung over her shoulder, Deanna carried a designer black leather jacket over her forearm. The woman was easily pushing six feet tall, but that was greatly exaggerated by the near four inch high-heeled, black leather boots she wore that zipped up over her exquisitely defined calves. In ...
    actuality, Deanna is just a hair under five-eight, but still a full three inches taller than me though. Her hair was dark walnut brown; thick, full and flowing down past the top of her sexy shoulders and it luminously framed her absolutely breathtaking face. Then there was her sleek and sexy neck, those long and sensual fingers, the full and luscious lips covered with a dark crimson gloss and her porcelain smooth, alabaster skin. Deanna Brady was a statuesque and curvaceous goddess of femininity, elegance, sensuality and pure sexuality. She had the overall aura of the most glamourous of movie stars and the overall commanding presence of a five-star General. You could NOT ignore this woman no matter who you were or how hard you tried. And suddenly, a voice inside my head was screaming at me at the top of her lungs: “You stupid little bitch!! Your hair! Your face! You’re straight out of Night of the Living Dead! You can’t meet this Goddess looking like this!” But I still couldn’t move. And by now it was too late, because Deanna Brady was now standing directly in front of me; taking Aunt Lucy in her arms and pecking a kiss on her lips before embracing her ever so warmly while wishing her a Happy Birthday. Then Deanna turned to my mother and the same drill ensued, minus the birthday wishes. “I’m so glad you were able to make it honey,” Mom said. “Did I really have a choice?” Deanna replied. “You’re a grown woman. Of course you did.” “Bullshit!” “I love you too,” Okay, now that was ...
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