1. Mistletoe, Candy Canes & a Lesbian


    Date: 1/22/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Domination/submission, Female Domination, Lesbian, Written by women, Author: jasmine walker, Rating: 92, Source: sexstories.com

    and I pulled her in and kissed her. It was soft, passionate and intense. It was the kind of kiss that always leads to fireworks, and future fun. Breaking the kiss, her arm still in the air, I smiled, “You want more my dear?” She stammered, “W-w-what? I, um, I need to go.” She quickly scurried away. It was obvious she enjoyed the kiss, was likely wet in her panties from it, but was now embarrassed that she liked it, wanted more, yet felt guilty for enjoying it. I waited a moment before rejoining the party. A few minutes later, I grabbed a candy cane from the tree and went to the bathroom. I sat on the toilet, unwrapped the candy cane, and slid it in my pussy. I fucked myself briefly, long enough to get the majority of the cane wet with my cunt juice. Pulling it out, I returned to the party and found Lynne talking with Beth, the wife of our company’s assistant manager. I grabbed two more candy canes, unwrapped them, popped one into my mouth, and went to join them. Reaching them, I handed one to each women, the wet one with my cunt juice to Lynne, and said, “Join me for a holiday treat.” They laughed taking the candy canes and both putting them in their mouths. Lynne's eyes went big after a couple of seconds as the unique taste of candy cane cunt hit her taste buds. Beth, who was clearly drunk herself, quipped, “It's been a while since I had a cane in my mouth.” “How about you, Lynne, are you enjoying having a cane in your mouth?” I asked. Lynne stammered again, “Y-y-yes, it ...
    is very delicious.” “Well, there is much, much more where that came from,” I promised, as I watched Lynne continue to suck the cum coated candy cane. Again, I left her confused and wanting, confident her inevitable fall would be coming very soon. Another twenty minutes passed, the lights turned down making the room quite dark, I saw Lynne was sitting at a table snacking on chips. I grabbed another candy cane, two more drinks and sauntered over to her. Joining her, I handed her a glass and I could see a slight glow on her face. She smiled, “You’re getting me drunk.” “I heard that it is a good way to loosen the inhibitions of beautiful, shy women,” I countered, my hand going under the table to her leg. She trembled as she agreed, “It definitely does that.” I handed her the candy cane and said, “I think you owe me a special candy cane treat.” “I don't understand,” she said. My hand went under her dress and directly to her wet pantyhose clad crotch, “I think you do understand.” “Y-y-you want me to put the candy cane in my vagina?” She asked, eyes wide. “No, no, no,” I said, my finger tracing her pussy lips through her pantyhose and panties. “Oh God,” she said, relieved, obvious she would obey me and thankful I hadn't asked her to do such a task. I leaned forward, my hot breath on her ear and neck, “I want you to fuck your pussy, your cunt, with it, my pet.” “Oh my,” she trembled, my finger just barely touching her cunt. “Rip your pantyhose crotch open, my pet,” I ordered, putting ...
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