Let It Snow
Copyright© 2018 by erotic scribbler
Chapter 12
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 12 - The story explores identity, sexuality, and female empowerment at an Anime Convention where an unexpected snowstorm serves as a catalyst for two mothers with their daughters to grow closer together, allowing them to confront their pasts, embrace their desires, and forge a new future. From the best-selling author of Potential (400,000 words/5 Books) and Attic Voyeur: The Incest Next Door (135,000 words).
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa ft/ft Consensual Romantic Lesbian Fiction Masturbation Oral Sex
Cindy had no doubt that it would be the best orgasm of her life, so she moved quickly, laid back against the pillows, and watched Mandy seductively crawl between her legs. It was going to be a long night. Mandy shoved her hands under Cindy’s butt and lifted. She pushed her feet against the mattress and arched her back, lifting her pussy to Mandy’s mouth.
The young woman wasted no time thrusting her tongue deep while spreading the overflowing juices in circles around the sensitive brown ring. Cindy’s asshole tingled wildly and screamed for more. Nobody had ever touched her there before.
Only a woman could multitask like that, Cindy thought when Mandy was teasing her asshole, rapidly fingering her pussy, and sucking and licking her engorged clit. It was going to be impossible not to make too much noise when she came.
In the next room, Sierra pushed the volume button on the remote, turning the TV down as the credits for Girl Interrupted scrolled. The junk food they brought from the airport and the movie had distracted her from the after shower uneasiness, but now Sierra was acutely aware of Tori’s leg touching hers under the covers. “Um, good movie.”
“Angelina played a great crazy person,” Tori said.
Sierra pressed her head into the pillow, craning her neck and lifting her shoulders off the bed. “Mm, she sure did. It would be weird living back then. Everything was different.”
“Definitely,” Tori said and slipped her hand behind Sierra’s neck and squeezed it. “TV-bed-neck?”
Sierra uncoiled and let her stiff neck rest on Tori’s kneading hand. “Yeah, I love watching movies in bed, but my body doesn’t, especially on this cardboard mattress and these crappy pillows.” Sierra thought Tori might offer her a back massage, so she asked, “What kind of car do you have?” Then she realized it sounded like a question she would ask a boy she was interested in.
Tori turned on her side, facing Sierra and propped her head up on a folded pillow. “An old Chevy, but it doesn’t look old. It’s awesome, fast too.”
“Cool. What color is it?” Probably blue, she thought.
Tori placed the tip of her finger on Sierra’s lower lip. “It’s red, like your lips.”
“Mmm,” she purred as Tori’s delicate fingertip traced her mouth.
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