1. 13. Liv And Xanthe Always Get What They Want. Part 2 of 2


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Oral Sex, Author: GoBigCatGo, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    “BC? I’m at Xanthe’s and we’re bored, can you come over?” “Liv, I’m working. Watch a movie.” “No you don’t get it, we’re bored. Dangerously bored…” “Gimme the address, I’ll be there in ten.” I ran to the flat. However “flat” is far too ordinary a word for where Xanthe lived. An entire hollowed out floor of some 19th century warehouse that she described as a “squat.” This was such a flagrant lie - her family had owned the entire block for generations - that out of a kind of embarrassed politeness we all appeared to believe her. There weren’t too many squatters who could afford Gaggenau kitchen pods and B&O media systems either, poised expensively amidst the shabby-chic brick and boards. When I got there, (it was never locked) they were sprawled in front of a TV that was so enormous it functioned as a room divider, their legs entangled on some great leather cloud of a sofa. Liv was dressed in just her black lycra dance top and a short tartan skirt - with a little jolt I thought, wasn’t she wearing leggings earlier ? - while Xanthe, a vibrant coppery red-head, was in some beatnik pedal pushers and a French polo, both black. She looked like a cat burglar. I couldn’t see the screen but it sounded like they were watching someone give birth. At least they were dressed . Liv leaped to her feet and scampered over to me, throwing her arms round me and kissing me with a big sigh. “Oh thank you, sweet pea!” she said, “Do you want a cup of tea? We’re watching porn…” “Then tea would be ...
    perfect, thanks very much, oh… hello to you too!” Xanthe had padded across the room and hugged me hard as well, kissing me on the neck. I didn’t know if I should return it or not and settled for patting her back. Xanthe whispered, “You don't even know how lucky you are do you?” Then smiled sweetly and leant back to stare at me, her hips wedged against mine, her startling, old-soul, sapphire eyes flicking all around my face. My brain ground to a halt. She rolled her eyes and shouted to Liv - who was rattling around metal machine-room of the kitchen area - “I don’t remember, darling, but it will do.” She spun on her heal to return to the sofa, beckoning me with her finger. “Come and watch ‘Cum hungry and wet’ with us! Umm… sweet pea. ” Xanthe was like an untamed, wild-animal version of my girlfriend and even more feline. The ghost of the press of her curves still haunted my embrace as I dumbly followed her to the sofa. She had felt firmer, more vital. Where Liv was willowy, graceful, and elegant, Xanthe was resilient, tomboyish and bouncy. She suddenly spun in the air and flopped into the seat, smirking as she caught me checking out her fabulously biteable bottom. “I think you’re just in time for a money shot. Liv do you want me to pause?” “No! I’m here!” I sat next to Xanthe, who immediately put her feet on my lap and Liv hurried over with a mug. I took it from her as she too tumbled on to the seat on the other side of me, claiming my lap with an entire leg and grabbing my free ...
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