Lesbian chain story game

[sxxyblueyes]

I only complied (and forgot my latest entry - thanks N) and did a little light cleaning up of typos, etc. Afterwards, I realized that insconsistency (sighing).

Why don't you make a contribution? It's free form; anything, anyone, anywhere you wish to go...

I will see if I can come up with something

 

[neonflux]

Continued... again wedged by lust

Walking alone into a bar at midnight on a Saturday was like wearing a sign that said – “Oh god I’m desperate!” Wearing a smoky gray halter-neck mini dress with black mesh stocking and your most flirty, heart accented, black pumps, was a message that you hoped the right woman would get.

The bar was smoky, indeed, and noisy, and crowded. There was barely room for you to insert yourself at the bar, pressed between festive-minded bodies. But with a drink in your hand, you could relax a little and scan the room. Maybe- just maybe- the right woman was here...

Because she wasn't anywhere else in this town.

You’re glad there are no familiar faces in the crowd; you aren’t looking for sympathetic conversation, what you want is obliterating passion. You find an empty stool by the end of the bar; settle down on it with your daiquiri, and carefully cross your legs – the dress stops mid-thigh and crossing them reveals the lacy rose edgings of your stockings. You sip the shaved-ice daiquiri; the sweet ice crystals melting like snowflakes on your tongue.

As you scan the crowd, you spot a few lovely ladies that show potential. Just thinking about a mind-blowing late night encounter is enough to start that all to familiar moistness to start. Absently you uncross and spread your legs slightly, letting the cool air waft towards your pussy. Hoping that a soft feminine hand will soon make the same journey. Out of one corner of your eye you spot a petite, raven-haired beauty smiling at you and walking straight towards the bar, empty glass in hand....

She finds an empty space beside you at the bar (thank the Goddess), and leans forward, trying to get the bartender’s attention. The smell of her perfumed hair sways you; the sight of her pale bare shoulders catches your breath. You think to yourself that lissome is one of the most beautiful adjectives that can belong to a woman. She half-turns and shrugging those wonderful slender shoulders, smiles at you.

Her smile urges you to lean toward her and kiss those soft full lips but you stop yourself before you lose control and just smile back at her. She brings one of her hands to your thigh and slowly moves it up and down. As you look back up to her face she lightly brushes her lips across yours but pushes a little harder wanting more of the taste of you. When she pulls away, you see that she has a sexual haze gleaming in her eyes.

Your body shudders slightly as you take in her beauty close-up... you put your hand on hers and press it into your thigh. Moving it slightly higher. Words are not needed as your lips graze hers again, this time a little pause, enough time for her tongue to snake out and taste you before she again pulls away.

You two play the cat and mouse game just a little longer, when she stands up and drags you out of your stool. You walk onto the dance floor wondering what this beautiful stranger has in mind. You feel you pussy tingle with just the thoughts that of what might be in store. You make it to the middle to the dance floor and she pulls you closer to her so that you can feel every breath she takes and she can feel every shudder of your body.

Now standing on the dance floor, starting to move together... you can see how lovely she is, with deep pools of magic for eyes. Drawing you under her spell. Fortunately, your heels are the same height as hers, so that your lips and breasts fit together naturally. Your arms wrap around her neck, caress her hair then move down her back.. Embracing her and blowing hot breaths onto her sexy neck... finally touching her neck with your lips

Her skin is as soft as rose petals and it makes you want to take her right there. You pull away from her neck taking a fist full of her hair and kiss her violently. She joins you in the kiss taking your tongue as much as you are going after hers. It turns into a small battle of who is going to take the lead and she slowly wins, making you surrender to her.

She kisses you deeply passionately. Our tongue studs meeting. You flick your tongue over hers as your hands caress her body. She engulfs your mouth with hers the kisses more intense, desperate, needing.

She guides your hand to her breasts.

Your trembling palm touches the side of her breast. For a second, the world dissolves around you two – but you can’t forget the world. This is too much, too soon. You let go of her and half-stumbling turn around and stride out of the laughter, the music, the smell of liquor and perfume, the scent of yearning, into the warm night.

You try to catch your breath, this is crazy, and you don't even know this beautiful stranger’s name yet her touch was electrifying and left goosebumps on your skin. While your head is swimming with visions of the moment just shared with this spell bounding women your thoughts get interrupted as you feel the warm breath on the back of your neck of someone standing behind you. You turn around hoping against all hope that the warm delicate breath belongs to your sexy red headed vixen.

It is not her but you knew that all along, as dreams just don’t come true, especially not for you. When would it ever happen to you? When would you have the opportunity to love and be love and have great sex in the same relationship? Since that day with the redhead, you have been searching for her and you see her in every smile and every TV commercial. Will you ever see her again?

You move back inside into the warmth of the bar, and find the first girl that looks remotely attractive, to dance with...

Meanwhile, the redhead smiles over your shoulder at the ebony haired girl that holds you in her arms. Maybe it’s the music, the sultry sound of the saxophone caressing every chord with the tongue of a siren. Maybe it’s the air, tasting of alcohol and dozens of perfumes, warm from the heat of dancing bodies. Maybe it’s the moment, the pure sensuality – whatever it is, the woman in front of you smiles back with abandon, and the redhead puts her hands on your hips, and you all dance together; three notes that made one sinuous melody.

“I want you like this” the redhead breathes into your neck. You anticipate feeling her body pressed against yours… and you ache for her nipples to brush against your back, through the soft fabric of your dress. With the redhead’s hands still insistently on your hips, the ebony beauty in front of you moves in with one of her hands anchoring itself on the back of the redhead’s neck; her other hand roams up and down the back of the redhead’s body, now following the movement of female hips, now crawling up curvaceous flesh. You are wedged by lust. You let your own hands slide lightly over her hips, your fingers playing in the rippling creases of red velvet. You move your thigh between hers, feeling the fabric of her skirt stretch and slide to accommodate your leg. The music, together with the anticipation of sex is overwhelming and you close your eyes as your mouth moves into an expectant smile.

As she bends her head towards you to meet your anticipation, she presses her lips to yours, insistently forcing her tongue into your mouth. The red velvet shoulder of her dress falls, revealing stunningly beautiful curves, a delicate collarbone, chocolate brown skin contrasting against the pale snow of yours. Your hand on her hip pulls your bodies closer together and you can feel her cleft pressing against the top of your thigh through the thin fabric that covers it. After what seems like an eternity, the two of you part for breath and you turn your neck, your eyes now taking in the startlingly green pupils of the red head still pressing herself to your back as her hands grip yours. Locking your movements from behind, she whispers into your ear...

"Let’s get out of here. You can bring your friend if you want but I would rather have you all to myself"
You turn to her - now entirely ignoring the other girl, and you kiss her full on the lips - eagerly and hungrily. "I want you too and I think we should go now..." you say as you take her hand and lead her away, with a sympathetic, yet tender look in the direction of the other girl who has already started dancing provocatively with the man next to her.

Then you notice that even though she is dancing with the man next to her, the deep brown eyes of the beautiful chocolate-complected girl in the red velvet dress are locked on you. How can you possibly leave her? Grasping the redhead's hand in yours, you lead her back to the dance floor, placing one pale hand into an ebony one, marveling at the wonder of the contrast their skin colors provide against each other. Asserting your desire, you lead both off the dance floor and into the coolness of the night. Wedging yourself again between these two amazingly beautiful women, you wrap your arms around their waists and with a strong grip, start taking the two of them towards your apartment which waits for the three of you only two blocks away. Your lips, eager for contact, sample one woman's lips, then the other's; they both take your breath away with their strong, sweet kisses.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

Then you notice that even though she is dancing with the man next to her, the deep brown eyes of the beautiful chocolate-complected girl in the red velvet dress are locked on you. How can you possibly leave her? Grasping the redhead's hand in yours, you lead her back to the dance floor, placing one pale hand into an ebony one, marveling at the wonder of the contrast their skin colors provide against each other. Asserting your desire, you lead both off the dance floor and into the coolness of the night. Wedging yourself again between these two amazingly beautiful women, you wrap your arms around their waists and with a strong grip, start taking the two of them towards your apartment which waits for the three of you only two blocks away. Your lips, eager for contact, sample one woman's lips, then the other's; they both take your breath away with their strong, sweet kisses.

Hesitating for a moment before you unlock the front door – if only to be reminded of what was to come, by the ebony beauty pulling you so close to her that you can feel her chest rise and fall against yours. You rub your cheek against hers and in doing so you are rewarded by experiencing a faint trace of Opium, mixed with her true scent and taste of her skin as you lick up her bare neck. Your thoughts become congruent with her scent, blended with heat and enveloped with that classic fragrance of Opium. You crave to discover it behind her knees, between her breasts, in the warm hollow of an armpit, on the slope of her belly, and of course on the inside of her thighs…

“You came back for me…” she whispers thankfully into your neck. Her voice is like a full vessel of sweet, smooth liquid sex “You won’t regret it, Baby… Now take us inside, please? I want you to…” Her lustful thoughts are interrupted when the redhead traces a fingertip over her lips. All that escapes her is a faint moan of “ohhh yes!”

 

[Guest]

Nice one ND and i am in love with your AV and sig Baby

Hesitating for a moment before you unlock the front door – if only to be reminded of what was to come, by the ebony beauty pulling you so close to her that you can feel her chest rise and fall against yours. You rub your cheek against hers and in doing so you are rewarded by experiencing a faint trace of Opium, mixed with her true scent and taste of her skin as you lick up her bare neck. Your thoughts become congruent with her scent, blended with heat and enveloped with that classic fragrance of Opium. You crave to discover it behind her knees, between her breasts, in the warm hollow of an armpit, on the slope of her belly, and of course on the inside of her thighs…

“You came back for me…” she whispers thankfully into your neck. Her voice is like a full vessel of sweet, smooth liquid sex “You won’t regret it, Baby… Now take us inside, please? I want you to…” Her lustful thoughts are interrupted when the redhead traces a fingertip over her lips. All that escapes her is a faint moan of “ohhh yes!”

At last the door is open and both the girls are on your couch. You are all sitting and looking at each other and not one of you are sure what exactly is suppose to happen next. You say with a shy smile that they do not show you this part in the porn movies. The joke loosens the air a little and you all agree to take it slow and just relax in each others company.

 

[Nirvanadragones]

There has been a protuberance...

At last the door is open and both the girls are on your couch. You are all sitting and looking at each other and not one of you are sure what exactly is suppose to happen next. You say with a shy smile that they do not show you this part in the porn movies. The joke loosens the air a little and you all agree to take it slow and just relax in each others company.

This is not a bump... it's a hustle

 

[neonflux]

to protuberences & keeping the magic alive

I promise to post another installment if someone - just one of us - will add a short paragraph before me

 

[Nirvanadragones]

I promise to post another installment if someone - just one of us - will add a short paragraph before me

i'm in a "She snapped on a latex glove and lubed up her gloved hand." kindofa mood...

Sorry Neon, not in the right frame of mind.. Later perhaps... much later....

 

[Guest]

i'm in a "She snapped on a latex glove and lubed up her gloved hand." kindofa mood...

Sorry Neon, not in the right frame of mind.. Later perhaps... much later....

I should warn your date she's in for a good time

 

[Guest]

Buuumpppppppppp

Sophia??

 

[SophiaY]

"Let’s get out of here. You can bring your friend if you want but I would rather have you all to myself"
You turn to her - now entirely ignoring the other girl, and you kiss her full on the lips - eagerly and hungrily. "I want you too and I think we should go now..." you say as you take her hand and lead her away, with a sympathetic, yet tender look in the direction of the other girl who has already started dancing provocatively with the man next to her.

Then you notice that although she is dancing with the man next to her, the deep brown eyes of the beautiful chocolate-complected girl in the red velvet dress are locked on you. How can you possibly leave her? Grasping the redhead's hand in yours, you lead her back to the dance floor, placing one pale hand into an ebony one, marveling at the wonder of the contrast their skin colors provide against each other. Asserting your desire, you lead both off the dance floor and into the coolness of the night. Wedging yourself again between these two amazingly beautiful women, you wrap your arms around their waists and with a strong grip, start taking the two of them towards your apartment which waits for the three of you only two blocks away. Your lips, eager for contact, sample one woman's lips, then the other's; they both take your breath away with their strong, sweet kisses.

Hesitating for a moment before you unlock the front door – if only to be reminded of what was to come, by the ebony beauty pulling you so close to her that you can feel her chest rise and fall against yours. You rub your cheek against hers and in doing so, you are rewarded by experiencing a faint trace of Opium, mixed with her true scent and taste of her skin as you lick up her bare neck. Your thoughts become congruent with her scent, blended with heat and enveloped with that classic fragrance of Opium. You crave to discover it behind her knees, between her breasts, in the warm hollow of an armpit, on the slope of her belly, and of course on the inside of her thighs…

“You came back for me…” she whispers thankfully into your neck. Her voice is like a full vessel of sweet, smooth liquid sex “You won’t regret it, Baby… Now take us inside, please? I want you to…” Her lustful thoughts are interrupted when the redhead traces a fingertip over her lips. All that escapes her is a faint moan of “ohhh yes!”

At last, the door is open and both the girls are on your couch. You are all sitting and looking at each other and not one of you is sure what exactly is supposed to happen next. You say with a shy smile that they do not show you this part in the porn movies. The joke loosens the air a little and you all agree to take it slow and just relax in each other’s company.

You go to your stereo, the oh so expensive B&O table top system that your last lover gave you for your birthday, and you put on Joan Armatrading; low enough to be heard, to make the mood even better. You can feel two pairs of eyes on you, gazing at your bare back, and there is that special tingle at the base of your spine - you’ve done some wild things in your day, but not this. You take out a bottle of Chardonnay from the refrigerator, pull the cock deftly, and take three crystal glasses from the cabinet and splash the wine into them. Returning to the couch, a pulse at your throat, you hand a glass to each woman.

 

[Guest]

Thanks for helping Nirvana

"Let’s get out of here. You can bring your friend if you want but I would rather have you all to myself"
You turn to her - now entirely ignoring the other girl, and you kiss her full on the lips - eagerly and hungrily. "I want you too and I think we should go now..." you say as you take her hand and lead her away, with a sympathetic, yet tender look in the direction of the other girl who has already started dancing provocatively with the man next to her.

Then you notice that although she is dancing with the man next to her, the deep brown eyes of the beautiful chocolate-complected girl in the red velvet dress are locked on you. How can you possibly leave her? Grasping the redhead's hand in yours, you lead her back to the dance floor, placing one pale hand into an ebony one, marveling at the wonder of the contrast their skin colors provide against each other. Asserting your desire, you lead both off the dance floor and into the coolness of the night. Wedging yourself again between these two amazingly beautiful women, you wrap your arms around their waists and with a strong grip, start taking the two of them towards your apartment which waits for the three of you only two blocks away. Your lips, eager for contact, sample one woman's lips, then the other's; they both take your breath away with their strong, sweet kisses.

Hesitating for a moment before you unlock the front door – if only to be reminded of what was to come, by the ebony beauty pulling you so close to her that you can feel her chest rise and fall against yours. You rub your cheek against hers and in doing so, you are rewarded by experiencing a faint trace of Opium, mixed with her true scent and taste of her skin as you lick up her bare neck. Your thoughts become congruent with her scent, blended with heat and enveloped with that classic fragrance of Opium. You crave to discover it behind her knees, between her breasts, in the warm hollow of an armpit, on the slope of her belly, and of course on the inside of her thighs…

“You came back for me…” she whispers thankfully into your neck. Her voice is like a full vessel of sweet, smooth liquid sex “You won’t regret it, Baby… Now take us inside, please? I want you to…” Her lustful thoughts are interrupted when the redhead traces a fingertip over her lips. All that escapes her is a faint moan of “ohhh yes!”

At last, the door is open and both the girls are on your couch. You are all sitting and looking at each other and not one of you is sure what exactly is supposed to happen next. You say with a shy smile that they do not show you this part in the porn movies. The joke loosens the air a little and you all agree to take it slow and just relax in each other’s company.

You go to your stereo, the oh so expensive B&O table top system that your last lover gave you for your birthday, and you put on Joan Armatrading; low enough to be heard, to make the mood even better. You can feel two pairs of eyes on you, gazing at your bare back, and there is that special tingle at the base of your spine - you’ve done some wild things in your day, but not this. You take out a bottle of Chardonnay from the refrigerator, pull the cock deftly, and take three crystal glasses from the cabinet and splash the wine into them. Returning to the couch, a pulse at your throat, you hand a glass to each woman.

The next moment you are all over each other and no one seems to know what happened to the wine glasses. No one seems to care either as tongues and hands colide in this meeting of woman with woman and woman. Hands under your dress and you are not sure who it belongs too and not that you care as they follow the smoothness of your thigh. You sigh and giggle as strange hands caress a body she has not made love to before. Shoes are abandoned. Six shoes somewhere in your living room will have a story to tell tomorrow morning.

 

[SophiaY]

nostalgia bump