1. The Law Of Fire And Ice


    Date: 8/28/2015, Categories: Fantasy & Sci-Fi, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    gasped in joyful disbelief and felt a tear streak down her cheek. “Forever,” Lucy answered, misty-eyed, and once more attacked her mouth with breathless need. Nervous, trembling fingers nestled with the zippers of their clothes, no word necessary to transport their urgency. Jackets, trousers, tops flew to the ground. Then, no remains of modesty were left, and Holly gasped, bedded on a mattress of discarded clothes as Lucy knelt astride her thighs. “So beautiful,” she whispered, trailing fingertips in teasing little circles upwards Lucy’s legs, drinking in the absolute perfection of her lover’s firm, round breasts and gasped in wonderful delight when Lucy leaned towards her chest and caught a hardened nipple with her lips. “I love you,” she confessed into her lover’s ear and let her hands discover every soft, smooth patch of skin. Their hungry lips trailed burning lines of love across each other’s body, only to meet up in fiery kisses in between, and without conscious thought, their thighs slid smoothly over heated mounds. The cold, the wind, the wetness didn’t matter. Sparkling drops soon coated all their skin but only added to their beauty, and between their thighs burned bubbling hot volcanos needing to erupt. They held their motions, and a look of understanding passed. Holly couldn’t grasp her joy when Lucy’s fingers slid between her moist, hot petals, so forbidden and so intimate. She gently mirrored Lucy’s touches, slow and teasing, full of love. Their breaths hitched ...
    in time when daring fingertips pushed deeper inside satin folds. Moans filled the air. Holly gyrated her hips on that delicious finger spearing her and felt her walls clench down on it to never let it go. She moved her own first out, then in, and felt delicious trembles race through Lucy’s womb. Their kisses soon turned frenzied. Holly felt a joy she’d never known bubble up on waves of heated pleasure from her loins, and then she toppled off the cliff and tumbled through the purest love. She came and came, with Lucy’s name flowing forth in jubilation from her lips, and heard her own name shouted in delight as they both writhed in passion, surrounded by fire and ice. Close by, behind a pillar of basalt, a beautiful, white-haired woman wiped away a tear and smiled. * * * * The waterfall of Seljaland gushed eagerly from high above. The low sun broke and sparkled in its spray. Holly took another careful step along the mossy cave. A white-haired, timeless beauty joined her walk. “You did well,” she told her with a smile and took her hand. Then they were gone. * * * * Hidden from the mortal eye, a beautiful blond woman overheard a bunch of youngsters plan a trip across the steaming field and saw, hours before it happened, rocks cave in and boiling heat gush from the ground. She took a breath and poked a backpack. It went careening down the slope and, with a splash, landed in a hot, acidic pond. She giggled at the outcry. No journey over steaming fields today. Inside the backpack’s ...
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