A Lesbian Love Story...Of Sorts - Sex Stories

A Lesbian Love Story...Of Sorts

... I took a bite out of the cheesecake. We ate in silence as both of us reflected on what was going to happen next. Kate came back with the bill and a devious smile. Gwen asked, “I assume you have put my present in a safe place?” “The safest there is,” Kate flirted back. Gwen looked at the bill and then asked, “Was that number you gave me your cell number?” “Yes ma’am,” she answered. “Do you work tomorrow?” “No.” “Good, I will text you an address and I expect you to meet me there at 2PM,” Gwen instructed. “Yes ma’am,” Kate answered. “And,” Gwen stressed, “We will be going to Le Chateau later in the evening, so be sure to wear something sexy and classy.” “Understood,” Kate responded. “And be sure to wear stockings, not pantyhose, I want easy access of my new slut.” Kate blushed at being called a slut, but said, “Yes ma’am.” Gwen then gave her a credit card. Kate left and we got ready to leave. I said, “Gwen you are a master manipulator.” She smiled, shot the last glass of wine, and said, “Let’s get going, I’ve got one more present for you.” Kate returned, Gwen signed the receipt, giving a very generous tip. She then stood up and whispered something into her ear. Kate blushed again and said, “It was a pleasure serving you.” Gwen responded wittily, “Wait till tomorrow, and then you can really say it was a pleasure serving me.” Kate smiled and said, “Have a good night.” Gwen said and looked me directly in the eye, “Oh we will, won’t we slut?” Playing along, I answered, “Yes ...

... mistress.” Kate smiled, shook her head just slightly and left. I grabbed Gwen’s hand and led her out of the restaurant. We hailed a taxi very quickly, gave him the address and instantly we were making out like two teenagers on a first date. The hormones raged as we kissed with such passion. The fire inside burned with such intensity, that I wanted to make love to her right in the taxi. My hand went under her dress and I rubbed her pussy gently and in only a few seconds Gwen broke my kiss and had an intense orgasm. The taxi driver swerved the vehicle a bit, obviously surprised by the ecstatic sound of pleasure. We went back to kissing until we arrived at my house. We got out of the cab, paid him and rushed into my house. CHAPTER 8: THE PERFECT VALENTINE’S DAY PRESENT As soon as the door was closed, I pushed her against the wall and kissed her with reckless abandon. It was Gwen who broke the kiss and said, “Wait, I need to give you your present.” “Can’t it wait?” I said exasperated. “No, I think it is crucial to give you know.” She then grabbed her bag and went to the bathroom. I nervously waited, eagerness overwhelming me. I had waited so long for this moment to happen and now that it was about too, my anxiety overwhelmed me. I paced the room as I waited for Gwen to return. Gwen called, “Are you ready for your present?” “Yes,” I called frustrated, “Get out her now.” “Yes mistress,” she responded to my surprise and opened the door. She walked out dressed in only tan thigh high ...