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This is just a fictional, short story of two lesbians that accumulated in my head over the course of a week after a trip to an old timey candy store. On that note, I urge you to let saltwater taffy and rock candy back into your life. Anyway, this is also my first xHamster submission of any type. I hope you enjoy it, and if you're so inclined, feel free to visit my profile page or drop me a PM.
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Sweet Saturday Heat
The brightness of a sunny, late-morning Saturday filled the room as Anja, using a green Sharpie, circled another word in the search field. Always a fan of word games, the young, freckle-faced woman laid in bed on her stomach in a sky blue t-shirt and pink underwear as she drew nearer to concluding a sizable puzzle in which the names of numerous cities across the globe were obscured in a giant grid of random letters.
"Okay, 'Oslo', where are you hiding?" Anja asked aloud as she scratched her head full of long, dark-brown hair.
Almost instantly, she located the elusive name of the Norwegian city that was cleverly infused with the first two letters of 'Los Angeles', which she had found earlier.
At that moment, familiar sounds from the front of the house met Anja's ears, alerting her to the return of her lover and soulmate, Collette. Anja had long since found that the manner in which Collette laid her purse, keys, and portfolio case on the foyer table was an extremely accurate reflection of the mood she was in. Hearing a solid impact on the table surface followed by rapid and emphatic footsteps, Anja deduced that the mandatory company meeting Collette attended that morning had yielded unsatisfactory news.
"How'd it go, babe?" asked Anja without looking up, perfectly timing Collette's arrival into the bedroom threshold. "It must've been pretty important for a Saturday meeting," she added, circling 'Nairobi' on the page.
The tall, professionally dressed, and short-haired blonde, Collette, growled in disappointment.
"The company is halting half of all current projects indefinitely; mine included," she explained in frustration, kicking off her heels and throwing them into the closet. "So, now I have to assist that smug bastard, Ted Eisen, with his project," she griped.
"Isn't he the tall, skinny guy who tried to get me a drink at the company picnic?" asked Anja, looking back. "He seemed like a nice enough guy, even with that comb-over that didn't quite make it all the way across."
"Oh, work with him for a few days and you'll want to cave his skull in with a goddamn pipe wrench," Collette bitterly replied as she removed her earrings and snatched a piece of gum from her jewelry box. She chucked it into mouth and began chewing turbulently.
"Have you eaten anything?" asked Anja.
Shedding her attire, Collette vented, "No, I wasn't really in the mood for doughnut holes and coffee as I was technically being demoted!"
"Well then, let's go to the Chimney; my treat," Anja proposed as she discovered 'Sapporo' within the puzzle.
Collette sighed in exasperation, "I'm just not in the mood right now, Anja."
"C'mon, Collie," Anja insisted. "If there's anything I've learned from a Snickers commercial, it's that you're not you when you're hungry."
Her anger now penetrated, Collette couldn't help but smile.
"See?" the now boisterous Anja proclaimed. "Just even talking about getting something to eat at the Chimney has you feeling better! Now, do you want to go or not?"
It was a very tempting offer. Anja and Collette had met each other over a year ago at Benton Lake during a charity event, and their first date was at the nearby Blue Rock Chimney restaurant. From then on, the couple never visited it without each other. Collette highly enjoyed the barbeque brisket platter with soda bread, while Anja preferred the chicken pie and mashed potatoes.
"Damn you, Anja," relented Collette, whose bad mood was once again snuffed out by her ever-bubbly companion.
"Great!" said Anja, brimming with elation. "Let's throw on some clothes, but let me just find this one last city right quick."
Without a word, Collette immediately went to the bed and laid on top of Anya before kissing the back of her neck. The kiss was slowly deliberate, putting Anja's entire body in a relaxed and receptive state. Briefly, Collette paused and peered over her partner's shoulders.
"There's 'Sydney' in the right lower corner," she whispered into Anja's ear before nibbling the edge of it.
"You know I hate when you finish my puzzles for me," Anja replied with a grin, "But it feels like you want to start something else."
"Maybe I do," conceded her lover, "And every time I start this, you're the one who ends up finished."
Collette's tongue glided down Anja's neck to the curve of her shoulder. She then stood up and grabbed her lover's underwear and slid them off before tossing them onto the floor, prompting the horizontal Anja to instinctively rise to her hands and knees at the edge of the bed. Collette placed the tip her middle finger on Anja's bottom lip, who extended her tongue and pulled the entire, well-manicured finger into her mouth. The inside was warm and accommodating; Collette relished the treatment her finger received as Anja sucked and sloshed it around with strong movements of her tongue.
After a minute or two, Collette pulled her finger from Anja's mouth. It was perfectly shrouded in a luminously viscous film of saliva that beaded slightly underneath. As a finishing touch, Anja wrapped one more syrupy strand of dribble around it with her tongue.
"I see someone's been heavy on the Fiji Water," Collette remarked, very impressed and earning a sparkling grin from Anja.
Planting her dry hand on her partner's raised backside, Collette methodically rubbed her lubricated finger onto Anja's groin. The delicate, supple folds of the brunette's neatly shaved womanhood had already been undeniably moistened as the added saliva either smeared against the labia, or dripped onto the beige, silk comforter beneath.
"Ooh," Anja exhaled in immense pleasure, closing her eyes to all of her surroundings.
Taking the hint, Collette inserted her finger further inside to Anja's continued audible delight. The entry into the inner walls were agreeably tight, but readily lent themselves to the faster motions of the fluid-coated finger. Anja released loud a moan as her clitoral hood was met by an aggressive fingertip. With an additional push, Collette went in knuckle-deep; the base of her entire finger pressed firmly against Anja's warm, quivering insides while the fingertip vigorously serviced the urethral opening and the depths of the vaginal canal. As Anja's moans grew, so did Collette's desire to keep them coming. Winking right at her was a shiny, puckered anus, and with her free hand she parted Anja's flawlessly creamy buttocks and plunged her tongue in between them.
"Oh!" exclaimed Anja as her body briefly shuddered with intensity.
Seamlessly and adeptly, Collette kept her pace as she maintained her busy finger, and her now adventurous tongue. A slight tingle registered on the outside of Anja's rosy-red star as Collette's tongue savagely rubbed against it. Even though Anja had never felt this before, she welcomed it as an added bonus to the dual stimulation her lover was performing on her. However, the tingling slowly but surely began escalating to the point where it began to demand more attention. Anja's breathing became more pronounced while her hands now firmly gripped the bed sheets as the tingling became a subtle burn.
"Ah, dammit, Collie," Anja grunted as the heat set in. "What's going on back there?" she asked, looking behind her to Collette, whose face was buried deep in her backside.
However, Collette was busy and she had no intention of verbally answering. She swatted Anja's left buttock, signaling her refusal to entertain any conversation. As with her career, Collette was focused and essentially driven to complete assignments efficiently, and the task of simultaneously pleasuring her partner's saturated muff and agreeable rectum and was paramount in securing the most successful outcome. For Collette, it was all a joint venture of love and pleasure bolstered with the benefits of an aggressive business acumen. Inserting an additional finger into Anja's quim, Collette could further feel how the inside of it pressed against her. It was like gracing the inside of a warm fruit just before its celebrated ripening.
By now, the growing and mysterious burning sensation had forced Anja into breathing heavily through clenched teeth. The arousal of both her orifices in conjunction to the red-hot surge creeping up her vertebrae was new to Anja. In all the times she and Collette had done this, such a sensual anomaly had never occurred. Even with her eyes tightly shut, tears welled up and out of them, falling to the bed underneath. Every so often, she'd emit a distressed whimper as it felt like flames inside her midsection were spreading to the rest of her body.
"Nnnngnaaaahhh!" she loudly and extendedly moaned, pulling the bedsheets so hard that the elastic bands on the mattress covers under the comforter snapped from around the corners at the head of the bed. "Aaahhh! Ggggnnnah! Ahh, shit!"
Collette immediately recognized the cues and instantly ceased everything as Anja's womanhood convulsed and then slowly leaked. Collette put her hand underneath Anja and caught drips of the discharge before studying it closely as she always did. She was infatuated with the small, milky colored puddle in her palm. The way it felt, how it looked, and the scent it emanated were all nearly sacred to her. As if it were a religious ceremony, Collette slowly smeared the fluid over her neck and upper chest, satisfying something deep within her mind.
Anja eventually collapsed forward onto her shoulders and began quickly fanning her anus with the puzzle book. This was enough to take bring Collette back from her seemingly mystical state.
"A bit more animated this time around, huh?" gushed Collette with a hefty sense of accomplishment.
"What did you do to me?" asked Anja, now flustered and somewhat combative.
"The same thing I always do," Collette smugly answered, claiming a seat on the edge of the bed next to her.
"No," Anja firmly challenged . "It was entirely different this time, it felt like I was on--"
Collette interrupted her mid-sentence with a passionately deep kiss on the lips, and right away Anja picked up on something. With her tongue, she wrestled Collette's chewing gum from her mouth. The sweet yet absurdly strong cinnamon flavor and heated sensation didn't take long to kick in.
"That's why I was burning up!" Anja fumed. "It was your fucking gum!"
Suddenly connecting all the dots, Collette could do nothing but remorsefully smile and offer a weak, "Oh, sorry."
"Damn it, Collie! It felt like the sun was setting in my asshole!"
"Okay, okay. Calm down," replied Collette, attempting to soothe Anja's irritation. "Let's get cleaned up, head to the Chimney and eat because... you're clearly not you when you're hungry."
"Ooh, you bitch," Anja hissed, but with a big smile breaking.
"Now, give me back my gum," said Collette as she pulled Anja back in, the two sharing another intimate kiss.
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Sweet Saturday Heat
The brightness of a sunny, late-morning Saturday filled the room as Anja, using a green Sharpie, circled another word in the search field. Always a fan of word games, the young, freckle-faced woman laid in bed on her stomach in a sky blue t-shirt and pink underwear as she drew nearer to concluding a sizable puzzle in which the names of numerous cities across the globe were obscured in a giant grid of random letters.
"Okay, 'Oslo', where are you hiding?" Anja asked aloud as she scratched her head full of long, dark-brown hair.
Almost instantly, she located the elusive name of the Norwegian city that was cleverly infused with the first two letters of 'Los Angeles', which she had found earlier.
At that moment, familiar sounds from the front of the house met Anja's ears, alerting her to the return of her lover and soulmate, Collette. Anja had long since found that the manner in which Collette laid her purse, keys, and portfolio case on the foyer table was an extremely accurate reflection of the mood she was in. Hearing a solid impact on the table surface followed by rapid and emphatic footsteps, Anja deduced that the mandatory company meeting Collette attended that morning had yielded unsatisfactory news.
"How'd it go, babe?" asked Anja without looking up, perfectly timing Collette's arrival into the bedroom threshold. "It must've been pretty important for a Saturday meeting," she added, circling 'Nairobi' on the page.
The tall, professionally dressed, and short-haired blonde, Collette, growled in disappointment.
"The company is halting half of all current projects indefinitely; mine included," she explained in frustration, kicking off her heels and throwing them into the closet. "So, now I have to assist that smug bastard, Ted Eisen, with his project," she griped.
"Isn't he the tall, skinny guy who tried to get me a drink at the company picnic?" asked Anja, looking back. "He seemed like a nice enough guy, even with that comb-over that didn't quite make it all the way across."
"Oh, work with him for a few days and you'll want to cave his skull in with a goddamn pipe wrench," Collette bitterly replied as she removed her earrings and snatched a piece of gum from her jewelry box. She chucked it into mouth and began chewing turbulently.
"Have you eaten anything?" asked Anja.
Shedding her attire, Collette vented, "No, I wasn't really in the mood for doughnut holes and coffee as I was technically being demoted!"
"Well then, let's go to the Chimney; my treat," Anja proposed as she discovered 'Sapporo' within the puzzle.
Collette sighed in exasperation, "I'm just not in the mood right now, Anja."
"C'mon, Collie," Anja insisted. "If there's anything I've learned from a Snickers commercial, it's that you're not you when you're hungry."
Her anger now penetrated, Collette couldn't help but smile.
"See?" the now boisterous Anja proclaimed. "Just even talking about getting something to eat at the Chimney has you feeling better! Now, do you want to go or not?"
It was a very tempting offer. Anja and Collette had met each other over a year ago at Benton Lake during a charity event, and their first date was at the nearby Blue Rock Chimney restaurant. From then on, the couple never visited it without each other. Collette highly enjoyed the barbeque brisket platter with soda bread, while Anja preferred the chicken pie and mashed potatoes.
"Damn you, Anja," relented Collette, whose bad mood was once again snuffed out by her ever-bubbly companion.
"Great!" said Anja, brimming with elation. "Let's throw on some clothes, but let me just find this one last city right quick."
Without a word, Collette immediately went to the bed and laid on top of Anya before kissing the back of her neck. The kiss was slowly deliberate, putting Anja's entire body in a relaxed and receptive state. Briefly, Collette paused and peered over her partner's shoulders.
"There's 'Sydney' in the right lower corner," she whispered into Anja's ear before nibbling the edge of it.
"You know I hate when you finish my puzzles for me," Anja replied with a grin, "But it feels like you want to start something else."
"Maybe I do," conceded her lover, "And every time I start this, you're the one who ends up finished."
Collette's tongue glided down Anja's neck to the curve of her shoulder. She then stood up and grabbed her lover's underwear and slid them off before tossing them onto the floor, prompting the horizontal Anja to instinctively rise to her hands and knees at the edge of the bed. Collette placed the tip her middle finger on Anja's bottom lip, who extended her tongue and pulled the entire, well-manicured finger into her mouth. The inside was warm and accommodating; Collette relished the treatment her finger received as Anja sucked and sloshed it around with strong movements of her tongue.
After a minute or two, Collette pulled her finger from Anja's mouth. It was perfectly shrouded in a luminously viscous film of saliva that beaded slightly underneath. As a finishing touch, Anja wrapped one more syrupy strand of dribble around it with her tongue.
"I see someone's been heavy on the Fiji Water," Collette remarked, very impressed and earning a sparkling grin from Anja.
Planting her dry hand on her partner's raised backside, Collette methodically rubbed her lubricated finger onto Anja's groin. The delicate, supple folds of the brunette's neatly shaved womanhood had already been undeniably moistened as the added saliva either smeared against the labia, or dripped onto the beige, silk comforter beneath.
"Ooh," Anja exhaled in immense pleasure, closing her eyes to all of her surroundings.
Taking the hint, Collette inserted her finger further inside to Anja's continued audible delight. The entry into the inner walls were agreeably tight, but readily lent themselves to the faster motions of the fluid-coated finger. Anja released loud a moan as her clitoral hood was met by an aggressive fingertip. With an additional push, Collette went in knuckle-deep; the base of her entire finger pressed firmly against Anja's warm, quivering insides while the fingertip vigorously serviced the urethral opening and the depths of the vaginal canal. As Anja's moans grew, so did Collette's desire to keep them coming. Winking right at her was a shiny, puckered anus, and with her free hand she parted Anja's flawlessly creamy buttocks and plunged her tongue in between them.
"Oh!" exclaimed Anja as her body briefly shuddered with intensity.
Seamlessly and adeptly, Collette kept her pace as she maintained her busy finger, and her now adventurous tongue. A slight tingle registered on the outside of Anja's rosy-red star as Collette's tongue savagely rubbed against it. Even though Anja had never felt this before, she welcomed it as an added bonus to the dual stimulation her lover was performing on her. However, the tingling slowly but surely began escalating to the point where it began to demand more attention. Anja's breathing became more pronounced while her hands now firmly gripped the bed sheets as the tingling became a subtle burn.
"Ah, dammit, Collie," Anja grunted as the heat set in. "What's going on back there?" she asked, looking behind her to Collette, whose face was buried deep in her backside.
However, Collette was busy and she had no intention of verbally answering. She swatted Anja's left buttock, signaling her refusal to entertain any conversation. As with her career, Collette was focused and essentially driven to complete assignments efficiently, and the task of simultaneously pleasuring her partner's saturated muff and agreeable rectum and was paramount in securing the most successful outcome. For Collette, it was all a joint venture of love and pleasure bolstered with the benefits of an aggressive business acumen. Inserting an additional finger into Anja's quim, Collette could further feel how the inside of it pressed against her. It was like gracing the inside of a warm fruit just before its celebrated ripening.
By now, the growing and mysterious burning sensation had forced Anja into breathing heavily through clenched teeth. The arousal of both her orifices in conjunction to the red-hot surge creeping up her vertebrae was new to Anja. In all the times she and Collette had done this, such a sensual anomaly had never occurred. Even with her eyes tightly shut, tears welled up and out of them, falling to the bed underneath. Every so often, she'd emit a distressed whimper as it felt like flames inside her midsection were spreading to the rest of her body.
"Nnnngnaaaahhh!" she loudly and extendedly moaned, pulling the bedsheets so hard that the elastic bands on the mattress covers under the comforter snapped from around the corners at the head of the bed. "Aaahhh! Ggggnnnah! Ahh, shit!"
Collette immediately recognized the cues and instantly ceased everything as Anja's womanhood convulsed and then slowly leaked. Collette put her hand underneath Anja and caught drips of the discharge before studying it closely as she always did. She was infatuated with the small, milky colored puddle in her palm. The way it felt, how it looked, and the scent it emanated were all nearly sacred to her. As if it were a religious ceremony, Collette slowly smeared the fluid over her neck and upper chest, satisfying something deep within her mind.
Anja eventually collapsed forward onto her shoulders and began quickly fanning her anus with the puzzle book. This was enough to take bring Collette back from her seemingly mystical state.
"A bit more animated this time around, huh?" gushed Collette with a hefty sense of accomplishment.
"What did you do to me?" asked Anja, now flustered and somewhat combative.
"The same thing I always do," Collette smugly answered, claiming a seat on the edge of the bed next to her.
"No," Anja firmly challenged . "It was entirely different this time, it felt like I was on--"
Collette interrupted her mid-sentence with a passionately deep kiss on the lips, and right away Anja picked up on something. With her tongue, she wrestled Collette's chewing gum from her mouth. The sweet yet absurdly strong cinnamon flavor and heated sensation didn't take long to kick in.
"That's why I was burning up!" Anja fumed. "It was your fucking gum!"
Suddenly connecting all the dots, Collette could do nothing but remorsefully smile and offer a weak, "Oh, sorry."
"Damn it, Collie! It felt like the sun was setting in my asshole!"
"Okay, okay. Calm down," replied Collette, attempting to soothe Anja's irritation. "Let's get cleaned up, head to the Chimney and eat because... you're clearly not you when you're hungry."
"Ooh, you bitch," Anja hissed, but with a big smile breaking.
"Now, give me back my gum," said Collette as she pulled Anja back in, the two sharing another intimate kiss.
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