1. Horseplay 2


    Date: 2/1/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: monica3, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    We didn’t go to bed. Victoria took me into the sitting room where Puddle had lit a fire. She directed me to a chair and sat in another facing me. ‘Now then,’ she said. ‘Debra sent me a text and wants us to go to dinner with her when we get back.’ I didn’t say anything. ‘I cant say “no.” We’re going.’ ‘Yes, Ma’am.’ ‘I know you’re worried and I quite like that.’ She grinned. ‘You never know what might happen, do you?’ ‘No.’ ‘Don’t sulk.’ She grinned again. She whispered, ‘You know I will always look after you. Now, go and get out of those jeans, shower and get into bed and wait for me. Lay out my red PJs in the bathroom and wear something you know I like.’ The thought of dinner with Debra cast a shadow over me. I wondered why she’d decided to tell me. I went up to our room and sat. disconsolate on the bed, looking out of the window but seeing nothing.’ I didn’t hear her come in. She said nothing but sat beside me, her arm resting over my shoulders. I didn’t know there were tears on my cheeks until she wiped them away, turning my face to hers. ‘Listen to me. If the thought of Debra or anyone else makes you so unhappy then I’ll make you a promise. I will never, ever allow anyone to hurt you, not even slightly.’ Her finger traced my mouth. ‘You have a lovely mouth. I’m not going to deny my friend the pleasure of it but she will not hurt you. If I lend you to her I will be there. If I lend you to her it will make me happy because she will know you are mine and nobody else’s. ...
    ‘Now, do as I told you.’ With a small kiss on my forehead she wandered out of the room. I pulled myself together. I still felt odd, uncertain but her words had comforted me. More, her gentleness had. I undressed and put my jeans away and my underwear and blouse in the linen basket. The shower ran hot and I let it sting my skin and wash away my sadness. Dried, I put her PJs in the bathroom and slipped on a pair of silk pyjama shorts and the jacket with short sleeves that I knew she loved. I must have dropped off. The weight of her on the bed roused me and I turned to face her. ‘Bloody hell. I turn my back for two minutes and you’re asleep, lazy cow.’ Her jacket was open, her breasts exposed and she pulled my head to them. ‘Sleeping in the middle of the day is so very old ladyish. Come on, my little geriatric, prove you still have some life in you.’ I could feel the hardness of her feeldoe against my leg as I loved her nipples, my head guided by her from one to the other. I heard her say quietly, ‘I’m in the mood for giving you a good, old fashioned rogering!’ That may not sound too romantic but, trust me, I knew what she meant and it made me smile. I pulled away from her, pushed her back against the pillow and straddled her, pulling the leg of my shorts up and aside. She grinned and put her hands on my arse. ‘Good girl.’ I was wet, wet enough for her to slide in easily but I teased her. I held myself with the tip of her feeldoe barely between my lips, my hands on her shoulders. ...
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