1. Mistletoe, Candy Canes & a Lesbian


    Date: 3/15/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Domination/submission, Female Domination, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    think, my dear?” Dave asked, turning to his red-faced wife. “I agree with Steph, it has been delightful so far,” she answered before adding, “And dinner was delicious.” “Wait until you get dessert,” I quipped, the innuendo obvious to her, but not to her husband. There was a look of shock and excitement in her eyes, a conflicting mixture of emotions that I would use to finish her seduction soon. “What’s for dessert?” Dave asked. “Oh something super yummy,” I quipped, my eyes never leaving Lynne. “I hope so,” Dave said. “I hope it is something sweet.” “Oh it is the sweetest thing you will ever taste,” I continued, adding layer after layer of naughty implication upon the red-faced beauty. “I can't wait,” Dave said. Standing up, I broke eye contact with the dazed Lynne and said, “Well I will leave you two love birds alone.” I left, allowing my less than subtle innuendo to linger in Lynne's head while she ate a desert that would be a constant reminder of me. Eventually the dance started, after a few toasts and speeches were made, and I pulled out some mistletoe I had brought for this occasion and sauntered over to Lynne. “I already have a drink,” she smiled as I approached. “Good girl,” I smiled, continuing to build her up, the mistletoe behind my back. “Although that wasn’t what I had for you this time.” “W-w-what do you have for me this time?” She giggled, like a young teen girl anticipating someone making a move on her. It was so adorable how drawn into my world she already ...
    was. I pulled my hand from behind my back, lifted it above her head and said, “Time for a kiss.” “H-h-here?” She stuttered, instantly nervous. “It's just a kiss, my dear,” I smiled, continuing my soft approach with her. “O-o-okay,” she struggled to say. “Kiss me,” I ordered, wanting her to make the first move. She looked around, no one was really looking our way so she nervously leaned in and kissed my lips. It was less than a second but she had made the first move. I smiled, “That wasn’t so bad now was it?” “No,” she answered, although I could tell she was still processing her feelings over the kiss. Confident she was already caught in my seduction net, I handed her the mistletoe and said, “If you want to kiss me again just use this.” I turned and walked away, again leaving her questioning her sexuality and her undeniable attraction to me. The next twenty minutes or so I didn't see Lynne. When I did, she was across the room looking at me. Her eyes went big with the I-just-got-caught-checking-you-out-and-I-am-embarrassed-by-it look and she looked away. I noticed in her left hand she still was holding the mistletoe. I had just finished visiting with Janice, a very nice co-worker and as I was going to get another drink, I saw Lynne sheepishly walking towards me. Reaching me, her hand trembling, she lifted the mistletoe above us. I grabbed her hand and led her to a secluded hallway. Not surprisingly, she followed. “Lift it above us, my dear,” I said, making her do it again. She did ...
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