Let It Snow
Copyright© 2018 by erotic scribbler
Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - 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
After getting their suitcases from the lockers, the quartet of females walked out of the convention center and looked up. A mix of sleet and snow was falling. “What happened to the cold air isn’t going to get here in time for any major accumulations?” Sierra asked.
“Yikes,” Mandy said. “This might cause some problems for us at the airport.”
“Mm, it might,” Cindy said.
“See, Mom, I told you we should have just stayed another day,” Sierra said. “Now we might die in a plane crash if the wings ice over.”
Mandy and Cindy shook their heads and said, “Oh, the drama.”
“It could happen,” Sierra said.
“It could,” Tori added.
“Sierra, I told you, our hotel is full. We couldn’t keep our room,” Cindy said.
“I hope our Lyft driver has good tires,” Mandy said.
“Why don’t we just go back inside and see if the Red Lion has a room?” Sierra asked.
“Listen,” Cindy said, “I know you don’t want all this fun to end, but they don’t. They didn’t have any rooms before we got here, and they don’t have any now. I already checked.”
“You did?” Sierra said.
“Yes, I did.”
In the third row of the SUV, Sierra and Tori chatted nonstop. Cindy and Mandy were in the middle row, mostly silent. The road conditions were treacherous, and the icy mix that had been pelting the windows was now a sheet of white. The man driving suggested they start calling around for rooms because he thought their flights would be canceled. The airline’s app said there were delays, but no cancellations, so they continued on.
When they reached the airport, as soon as Cindy saw the flight board, she regretted not listening to the Lyft driver. The storm that was supposed to be rain until late that night had been met by an Arctic front, and the rain that had been falling froze on everything and was now steady, wind-driven snow. Flights that hadn’t been canceled were behind schedule because connection airports were closing like dominoes falling across the Midwest.
The counter agent did his best to seem composed, but it was apparent that he was frazzled after a day of being yelled at by irate would-be travelers. Mandy said, “They’re so rude. Like you made it snow. I feel bad for you.”
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