Let It Snow
Copyright© 2018 by erotic scribbler
Chapter 14
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 14 - 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
Mandy lifted the pillow off Cindy’s face and tugged the spent woman down the bed until she was lying flat, then she laid on top of her and kissed Cindy’s cheeks, nose, eyebrows, and eyelids. “You have a beautiful face,” Mandy said.
Cindy used both hands to collect the black hair hanging around Mandy’s face. She lifted it and held it behind Mandy’s head. “Thank you for telling me what happened, for trusting me with your pain. I’m honored and immensely grateful,” Cindy said. “You helped me. You really helped me.” She wrapped her legs around Mandy and squeezed her. Had she ever felt this good with Dick between her legs?
“How have I helped you?”
“Well, besides showing me that I’ve never actually had a complete orgasm, you showed me how scared I was for no reason. I need to be brave for Sierra.”
“You will be,” Mandy said. “I’m sure of that. You’re a lot tougher than you know.”
“Thank you, thank you for saying that,” Cindy said.
Their next few minutes of kissing was tempered with tenderness and love, and a hint of passion. Cindy asked, “Have you been with many women?”
“No, just two before you ... three if you count the first one, but we weren’t women. We were sixteen. That was right before Alberto. I’m so stupid. I knew the first time we were together that what Valerie had done was special, she made love me, and he fucked me. I didn’t know anything back then. I went with the cool, older guy because I was afraid, scared of so many things.”
“As bad as it turned out, Tori is lucky to have you.”
“God, I hope so,” Mandy said. “I hope I can be a better mother than my parents were. I’m afraid she doesn’t trust me completely. Can you blame her?”
Cindy hugged Mandy with all four of her limbs. “She loves you so much, and she looks up to you, too. I can see that, it’s obvious.”
“Mmm, I hope so,” Mandy said. “We better get some sleep, don’t you think?”
“I feel bad about not, um, you know, not that I’d know what to do, but you made me feel—”
“Don’t worry about that,” Mandy said. “There’s always tomorrow.”
“Yeah, let it snow, let it snow, and we’ll have nowhere to go.”
The next morning, after the shower she should have taken last night before passing out, Cindy wrapped a towel around her wet hair and one around her chest. On her way to the window, she paused to watch the gorgeous Latino woman sleep. It was surreal. They came to Omaha for a convention but ended up in Oz.