1. The Party Gift: Ch. 3


    Date: 6/10/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: mandycandi, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    the mattress as my arms and knees gave out and I collapsed on my stomach. Both of us were gasping and trembling with exhaustion and passion; it was so unbelievably hot in her bedroom! As the intensity of the passion slowly passed, I managed to push myself up and crawl around to where Deanna was sprawled out on the soaking wet sheets. Stalking up over her sweat drenched body, I kissed her softly on the lips and suckled her tongue. I then reached down, unhooked the strap-on harness and slipped it off of her. "What do you say, I take this off of you?" I said. "I like it, yes; but I love you." I let the strap-on slide off the bed and then I snuggled down beside Deanna; entwining in a seething, sweaty web of shapely legs and willowy arms, the two of us just gazed deeply into each other's eyes as we softly caressed each other's bodies and suckled each other's lips. Deanna gathered me up possessively in her arms and snuggled me tenderly. And within five minutes, we were both sound asleep. The chiming of the grandfather clock in the foyer stirred me gently from a deep slumber and my eyes opened just in time for the hour to toll: One. Given the darkness surrounding me, it was obviously one o’clock in the morning. “You will be haunted by three spirits,” I whispered under my breath; or so I thought. “Expect the first when the bell tolls one.” “Expect the second on the stroke of two,” Deanna suddenly whispered out of nowhere. “The third; more mercurial, shall appear in his own good ...
    time,” we whispered simultaneously as we looked at each other and smiled. “Well, we certainly know our Dickens don’t we,” Deanna said. “Yes. Too bad that Christmas is nine months away,” I offered. “Well, I don’t know about you honey, but as for me; these past two days have been more beautiful and magical than any Christmas I’ve ever dreamed of,” Deanna replied as she caressed my cheek. “Me too,” I whispered. “For me it’s been a fairytale come to life.” “Let me guess,” Deanna began. “Cinderella?” “Except I don’t remember it ever saying anything about Cinderella being so hungry that she could probably eat the ass out of a dead hippo.” “Well, she wasn’t having nearly the amount of sex as you’ve been having.” “Very true," I replied and we both giggled. “I’m starving again too sweetie,” Deanna began. “So what do you say, we throw on some clothes and head over to Denny’s because I don’t think there’s a scrap of food left in the kitchen. We’re definitely gonna have to go grocery shopping tomorrow if we’re to stand any chance of surviving the rest of the week at the pace we’re keeping.” “Mmm, I love it when you talk dirty,” I hissed. “Am I gonna have to tie you up and spoon feed you again?” Deanna asked. “Please,” I said so disgustingly innocently. “This is going to be a long night," Deanna sighed. And with that, we got out of bed. I slipped into the sweat suit I'd wore over from my place while Deanna threw on a pair of jeans, a sweatshirt and pair of cowboy boots. Within a few minutes, ...
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